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You really are bothering him, you know.
What do you want? I don't know how to react to any of this.
I was Carla's friend for 10 years. Ever since we were small kids.
She was the best friend you could possibly imagine.
And now... well, you know.
You know what's the worst, though? That your friend here will never know Carla always wanted to be with him.
I must admit I didn't like him before all this. And now... well, I don't know what to think.
Carla still loved him?
Please don't tell him. Don't even think about telling him I told you that.
Maybe later. But not now.
Why?
I think it's better to leave it this way. To allow him to remember Carla as she remembered her before.
I know he has to know.... just let's give it time.
OK.
I think that's him.
He looks really weird...
- That must be him. - At last some optimism.
Yeah well...
Hi?
- Uuhh... sir, we have a note...-- - Yeah.
My name is Hugo, I belong to the...--
Please stop. No more secrets, things are complicated enough as they are. Straight to the point, please.
All right... OK.
My people and I have been allies to Ang Industries for years. We were really tight with Alan Maroni's old man.
But with the kid, well... nah, we had internal problems, we just didn't get along.
The thing is.. well, I must admit his old man was a really good guy, a *** angel.
But... when the Freyre woman gave us the job, we just couldn't say no.
What job?
To wipe out Alan Maroni, man.
- He was your friend's son. - That means nothing.
Well, it seems someone did the job before you could. And they took someone else too...
Yeah, man. We went in, we failed... and that *** killed off two of our guys.
I mean, she killed Alan and left us without a nickle. And now, I mean man, we were left on the street.
Look, I hate the Freyre woman because of what she did. And you must hate her, well, because she killed your girl.
She wasn't my girl.
- And your bro. - He wasn't my bro.
That you can't deny. During Alan's father's time, the old man didn't have a single secret we didn't know of.
He told us everything. So believe me when I tell you... your real surname ain't Salazar. It's Maroni.
You're telling us that you can help us.
Look, if you want vengeance, I can help you. Because that's precisely what I want. Revenge.
- Revenge? - Wait... is it just you or all your men?
Look, I'm helping you because my people can't, so...
Why?
Look, when we went in and our guys were killed, my boss came and told me "it's all your fault."
So they sacked me and now I'm nothing, but that's what matters the least right now.
I don't know, he talks about violence and revenge... is that what you want? How do you know you can trust him?
Hey, wait, wait. *I* am the only one left to help you right now.
Daniel, there's gotta be another way.
Look, if there was another way to make your girl, bride or lover's death mean something, I'd tell ya.
But since there ain't, I'm offering a plan. All you have to do is to accept my offer, that's all.
Let's do something. Tomorrow at 10 am at the parking lot back there.
- If you come, great. If you don't... well, I know it means a "no." - Daniel...
Oh, by the way, the guy in the fridge was me, so you can stop looking for him.
- Uuuhh... we were never looking for him... - Sssshh.
You ain't telling me you're considering his offer, right?
The guy's nuts, and with all the hits Alan gave him on the head, I'd even say he's turned a little... idiotic.
- He didn't look crazy... - I don't know, maybe Julia's right.
I don't know...
- Did you see the symbol on his arm? - I didn't see anything...
I think Alan mentioned it to me... four triangles...
Four triangles...
I know.
Yeah?
Oscar Maroni! Listen, when you were working alongside Alan... did he tell you to investigate a symbol?
Four triangles that unite to form a larger one...
- Yeah, but... - OK, link the symbol with an alias, someone called "Hugo". Hurry!
Just Hugo? OK, let me see...
Did you find anything?
Yes, actually. Hugo... a really mysterious alias...
His symbol matches the one Alan told me to research. The name is present in a couple of police reports...
...articles here and there, but... no-one seems to know anything but him or his working relations.
It wouldn't surprise me if... OK, hang on...
Most of these articles are related to *** and crime.
Who are these guys?
Thanks man. A lot. Talk to ya.
Hey, wait!
Hugo's telling the truth. Whatever his organization is, it is linked to the symbol Alan was suspicious of.
- Yeah, well... - So what do you plan to do?
Let's go to our houses. Tomorrow we'll meet this Hugo guy to see what he has to offer.
- But... - We lose nothing. We have no one else.
The way Oscar can help us from the beach is very limited. We have no choice.
I don't know... secret organizations, betrayal, vengeance... it all sounds so unreal, so dangerous.
Look, you two don't *have* to help me. I can do it by myself, believe me.
- But the last thing I want is to get you both in trouble. - Ah no!
What the hell are you saying? Do you believe I'm not strong enough?
The fact that you treated Carla like some kind of weakling doesn't me you're gonna treat me the same.
She was my best friend, you know? And although I never thought you deserved her, I...--
Look, I'm gonna help you, just don't treat me like some weak girl again. If I wanna surrender, I'll tell you.
- You don't ask me. - OK, it's all right.
I agree with Julia, man. I may not be of much help, but at least I'll try.
Thanks.
Really. And, well, listen... I never thought you were a weakling.
- You don't have to prove me anything. - Not necessarily to you...
***!