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CHRONICLE OF PACO URIBE´S DEATH
- Hello...?
It´s Aguirre.
Who are you?
- Hello...?
Alejandra? - Yes...
I see you in half an hour in Plaza Once
C´moon. Let´s go.
Don´t you ever say my name on the phone again.
Paco Uribe.
43 years old.
Marital status; separated...
Profession; textile manufacturer.
He lives in Versailles.
Elpidio Gonzalez St. 5735...
That´s OK. Just leave it there.
Do you know him...?
No.
I don´t know him.
It´s easy, but it must be done right.
You pick up the money in one hour, over the bridge.
What are you doing tonight? What...?
What are you doing tonight?
I don´t know.
Do you want to see a movie?
Which one...?
Any... I´dont know.
Leave me there.
Good luck.
You are Aguirre, are you...?
I don´t do this kind of job.
You have been told wrong.
I was told that you are good.
Because...
I wouldn´t like to have troubles...
You understand, do you?
Where did you know Alejandra from?
From the club
The club...?
Which club?
Affaire´s
Affaire´s...?
They introduced us.
Are we going too far?
No.
The road is short after we get out of Buenos Aires.
Here we are.
Leave the stuff in the car.