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HURRICANE SEASON
"SOME OF THE EVENTS DESCRIBED HERE ARE REAL.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE IMAGINARY." JORGE IBARGÜENGOITIA, THE DEAD GIRLS
It smells terrible.
Yeah, it really stinks.
1. THE WITCH
They say that no one even knew her name.
Damned witch.
I feel kinda sorry for her, the lousy, evil hag.
I heard she keeps her mother's corpse in a locked room.
-She's a child of the devil. -She's a terrible woman.
I heard she has a treasure hidden somewhere.
Gold coins and a diamond ring.
They should set her on fire
You think she has hidden gold, like people say?
Those old coins are worth a lot of money
If that faggot can spare anything, it's money.
They say she cries all night long.
There she goes.
I heard that she likes young men with sinewy bodies.
I heard that she's a pervert.
And that at her parties, she makes deals with the devil himself.
Go to hell, you fucking witch!
I heard she didn't actually die, because witches don't die easily.
I heard she put a curse on us.
YESENIA, AKA "LAGARTA"
Who do we have to talk to?
Ma'am, I can't give you any information. You should go.
Oh my God, you're useless. No help at all.
Stop making trouble. Please leave.
You're useless.
You're just trying to create a scandal.
We're her friends. The only ones she had.
That's why we all chipped in so the poor thing could have a proper funeral.
All right ladies, that's enough. Stop wasting my time.
If you don't leave, I'm calling the police.
Go ahead and call them. We're not leaving without the Witch's body.
You have no next-of-kin paperwork.
-I can't do anything for you. -How would we have that?
No one ever even knew her real name.
Hey. Take your people and get out of here.
Hey, you!
That poor woman.
Poor crazy witch.
I just hope they catch the pervert, or perverts, that sliced her throat open.
-Let's go. -Don't touch me.
-Let's go. Outside. -You asshole. Go fuck yourself!
-Out. Out. Go. -Don't fucking touch me!
Let's go.
You can all go fuck yourselves, assholes!
Yesenia Camargo? Come in.
What crime are you here to testify about?
A murder.
Would you please relate the facts in detail?
Be specific about how, when, and where. I'm listening.
I'm here to report my cousin.
Maurilio Camargo Cruz.
But they call him Luismi.
I had gone to the river.
I'd taken my morning bath there, and I saw him coming.
He looked high.
It'd been a while since I last ran into the little bastard.
He didn't seem to recognize me,
But then he asked me about the water.
How's the water?
Crystal clear.
Crystal clear? What a stupid thing to say to him.
I should have told him what an asshole he is.
Or maybe,
"Go fuck yourself, you ungrateful bastard."
"It's bad enough that you're Grandma's favorite."
If you'd heard what that man said about you…
Can I do your hair?
I'm telling you. They're proud of having a song like him…
Come on, you know you want me to. Yes!
-Ugh, this again? -Just be careful with my hair.
It's so pretty.
My darling boy, you're home.
Luismi!
Hey. Scoot over.
Move!
-We're already totally squished. -It's fine. You see?
There.
What is it?
This blue one is so pretty.
While he was still living with us,
there were rumors going around about him seeing the Witch.
But Grandma used to turn a blind eye.
This one is so shiny.
All that junk he would bring us was from her parties.
This is for Grandma.
What is that?
It's a gift, Grandma.
To celebrate the new job I'll be getting from the oil refinery soon.
Shut up, Lizard.
-Thank you, my sweet boy. -Really?
-Yeah. -How, dude? Are you serious?
-I can't believe it. -I don't wanna jinx it.
It's true, we might be bad luck.
-Relax. -Hey, Lizard.
Serve your cousin his food now.
-Where's the remote? -No, Luismi, wait.
No! We're watching the soap.
Hey! Where you going?
None of your business, Lizard! Stop spying on me.
I bet you're off to do gay stuff.
At least they pay attention to me.
You're so fucking ugly no one even looks at you.
The next day, the bastard didn't even bother coming home.
He moved in with his goddamned mother.
And from then on, Grandma hated me even more than before.
Lizard!
-Did you hear from my grandson? -No.
-Nothing. -Poor thing.
He must have so much work.
Oh, I miss him so.
I wish you'd learn from his example.
But you all turned out lazy like your mothers.
It would've been a kindness to me if they'd taken you.
But here you all are. A bunch of lazy, good-for-nothings.
That fucking Witch.
She's throwing another one of her parties.
Come here! I'm gonna dunk you so your ears get wet.
Hold up, wait
Careful, don't drop him!
Working, my ass. I saw him, fucking Luismi, goofing off in the river.
And I also saw the Witch.
She was spying on them.
Stand still.
Hang on, asshole.
Oh, fuck!
Hey, come on, this way!
I hear he's always at the Witch's house parties.
Who knows what kind of filth they get up to.
My grandson isn't into that funny business.
He works all day in the lime fields. He wouldn't have time.
Don't fool yourself, Doña Tina.
This is all nonsense.
It's nothing but jealous slander
from people that have nothing better to do than spread bullshit!
Hey, look, isn't that your granddaughter?
-What are you doing there? -We'll leave you, Doña Tina.
-We'll be back later to chat. Let's go. -Yes, Doña Pili.
-Goodnight. -See you.
Bunch of gossiping hags.
Do you know what time it is, you dumb Lizard? Where were you?
That night, I decided to find out
if those women were telling the truth.
Did you go to the Witch's house?
Yes.
I wanted to know if what they said happened.
If all that nasty stuff was true.
Boo!
Jesus.
You asshole.
Want a drag?
Hey. Where you going?
None of your business.
That's true. It isn't.
I didn't see him.
But you can check. Just don't come out crying later.
I ran to tell my grandma.
I saw him rolling around with the Witch. I saw it all.
You're such a little liar.
The only tramp in this house Is you.
And now you want to try and blame my grandson.
You're unbelievable. Would you really stoop that low?
And here I am all the while, waiting up for you, not sleeping at all.
I'm sick of your lies!
So full of shit.
I'm gonna make sure that you never sneak out again.
I should've said, "Silly Grandma."
"Don't you know Luismi is making a fool of you?"
Down, you little wretch!
Go on.
Goddamn Lizard.
Only you could come up with such horrible, dreadful lies.
You're sick in the head.
You are so full of shit!
The only thing I liked about myself
was my hair.
I remember because they were burning sugarcane that day.
The truck caught my attention because it belonged to a guy they call Munra.
He's a crippled good-for-nothing that lives with Luismi's mom.
Fucking Chabela.
I recognized the other guy with them right away. They call him Brando.
I'd seen him at the party at the Witch's house.
And then I saw the fucking kid.
-You mean your cousin? -Yes.
Luismi and Brando went inside the house.
And Munra stood outside, waiting.
They had the Witch.
I saw it clear as day.
I saw them carry her out of her house.
When did you hear that they'd found the Witch's body?
Vanessa and I went to the market a few hours ago.
That's when I heard everything.
Some people came into the shop.
It was Doña Lupe with her son, the one that sells the tortas.
They said they'd found a body.
And they said that the body looks like the Witch.
Oh my God, really?
Yes, the Witch!
-They killed the Witch? -Yes, they killed her.
When did they find her?
Run home now. Come on, hurry the hell up!
Tell your mom and your aunts and uncles to lock all the doors,
and to not let anyone in, especially not the gossiping hags.
-Do you understand? -Yeah.
-Did you hear me? -Yes, Auntie.
Hurry up, Vanessa.
Where were you? We've been looking for you.
Grandma's sick. She had a fit.
Please forgive me.
Munra?
Munra!
Coming! Fuck.
Munra!
Fuck.
I-I need you to take us to the hospital in your truck.
Calm down, Luismi. What the hell happened?
She's bleeding between the legs.
She won't stop bleeding. I need you to take her to the hospital now.
I'll go and get the car keys. Hold on.
Hey.
Calm down. We're going to the hospital, baby.
Just hang on a little bit.
Hurry up, man!
Please, hang on, baby. You're the only good thing I've got.
We're on our way now.
Hang on, baby. Just hang on, come on.
Come on.
I know you can do it.
That's it.
Hold on, baby.
That's it.
No, my baby!
Fucking bunch of idiots! Let's go!
My baby!
-What happened? -Let's go!
Hey!
Those fucking assholes are blaming me.
You know what I think?
Norma probably put a spell on you.
Shut up, asshole.
You know what I mean.
Your mom is always telling us what those women down at the Excalibur do.
All that witchcraft, you know?
They latch onto men, and make them stupid,
so they'll pay for their houses and make them into decent women.
-Norma's not like those women. -Ah, they're all the same.
If they can't catch you with a panty tea spell, they get pregnant.
And if that doesn't work,
they turn to that goddamn faggot so he'll get rid of the baby.
Your friend, the Witch.
Take me to my friends.
He's coming. Look, here he is.
What's up, man?
-What's up? -I thought you were married
Oh, the married man.
-Married man! Better drink up. -Shut up!
-Show us the ring. -Let's see.
You thought there was a ring?
-Stop honking, fucking cripple! -Fuck you, kid.
Don't get angry, you little gimp!
Come here, cripple!
-That's right, fuck off and go home! -You're faster on the crutches!
The number you have dialed is not avail--
Dammit. Pick up, Chabela.
Your son's in some deep shit.
The number you have dialed is not available.
Luismi! Luismi!
Have you seen your mom?
Oh, shit, why's that hole there?
What is that?
Nothing.
Burn whatever you found in there. It could be witchcraft.
I already did.
You shouldn't have touched it. Go wash your hands.
That damn Witch. She's been casting spells against me and Norma.
-You should see what I found buried-- -Stop. It's creeping me out.
-That was witchcraft though. -Hang on.
I think she did something to Norma.
That's what they're for, but ask first, asshole!
What's up? What the hell do you want, Munra?
Nothing. I… I thought you were Chabela.
Wait. Come here.
It's all right.
Where's Chabelita?
Hell, that woman of mine's been missing for days.
No sign of her.
She sent me a text a week ago. Said she was here.
You know how it is. She's just working.
I don't think so.
No customer stays at the Excalibur that long. It's bullshit.
Not to mention the fact that there aren't that many women here.
And none of them are even that hot.
Well, a woman's gotta work.
I'm worried. I think she might be involved with Cuco.
She's never been with that scumbag.
I mean, Cuco Is pussy-whipped by Chabela.
Cuco wants me to stay here all weekend with him.
Pick me up on Monday at the Excalibur. And bring Norma with you.
We could go have those chilaquiles--
Chabela, who are you talking to, goddammit? Come here!
Take care of Norma for me. Love you.
What's up, honey?
Hey, Cuco wants me to stay here all weekend with him.
Pick me up on Monday at the Excalibur. And bring Norma with you.
-We could go have those chilaquiles-- -Chabela, who are you talking to--
DRINKS AND LADIES $120
Luismi, what's up?
What the hell, Munra? Where did you go?
I need a favor.
Fucking kid.
-You gonna help us out, huh? -What's the rush?
-Take us to La Matosa. -Better make it a hundred.
Half now, half later.
Okay, get in.
Fucking hell.
Let's go.
What's up, Brando? Haven't seen you in a long time.
Those fuckers are burning the sugarcane again.
Gun it down this fucking street, Munra.
Wait, are we going to that witch's house?
No way. You know how I feel about that fucking faggot.
Shut up, you gimp. Pull up in front.
Hey, look. It's laundry day.
Hey. Hey! Hey, Luismi.
Don't even think about getting out or closing the door.
Gimme those.
-Hey, hey, hey! -Sh, sh, sh!
Bam, bam!
The number you have dialed is not available.
…a man in Comalcalco.
It is presumed it may be a settling of scores between criminal groups.
Parishioners expressed their concern about the car thefts…
Please, pick up, Chabela.
…is not available.
…won't go to mass due to the lack of safety.
This, according to the Diocesan Coordination.
It's the dwellers of the state's mangrove areas
who are stealing the wood, according to the council…
Start the car! Hey! Let's go!
Where am I taking you?
Just hurry up! Go to the river.
What the fuck did you idiots do?
You fucked around with the Witch and now you're gonna get it.
Hey! Stop here, motherfucker.
Motherfucker. Don't bring me into your shit.
You're really fucked.
Fuck me.
Oh, Mother of Mercies, accept me as your servant
and receive me under your protection.
Oh, Mother of Mercies,
accept me as your servant and receive me under your protection.
-Oh, Mother of Mercies-- -Hey! Start the car.
…under your protection.
-Oh, Mother of Mercies-- -Start the car!
-Receive me-- -Start the car, you fucking gimp!
Forgive us for our sins, Father. Forgive us for our sins.
There's my stop.
Hey, kid. Wake up. This is your stop.
Are we already at the coast?
No, this is how far you get with what you paid me.
Psst! Hey.
Cuco, look.
What do you think? Should we take her?
-Yeah, let's get her. -Let's do it.
Where you going?
Well, well, well.
Come here, hot stuff. You won't regret it.
Get in, you bitch! You stupid or what?
Hey!
-Offer her some money. -Yeah, they're all whores.
She's over there.
Let's go.
Where are you? Come with us! It'll be fun.
We're not gonna hurt you.
Slippery little slut.
Come on out, pretty baby. Where are you?
Can't see her, Cuco. I think she's gone.
Come on, leave her. Let's go.
Got any smokes?
-A cigarette, right? -That one?
-Yeah. One like yours. -What? You want a drag?
No, I want some of that.
Where you going, bro?
Hey, faggot face.
What the fuck's with him?
Mind if I sit?
Why are you crying?
I'm not crying.
What's the matter then?
I don't know where I am.
And I don't know anyone here.
And I'm hungry.
Where do you live?
Where's home?
I can't go back home.
Those guys have been following me ever since I got off the bus.
Who?
Don't point at them.
Never point at them.
Look, I don't have any money to give you, but if you want,
you can stay at my house tonight.
Except that I don't live here. I live in La Matosa.
It's not too far, but it's a walk.
Hey, If you give me a little bit of time,
I can get some money to buy you a torta. Just wait a bit.
It's something at least.
Want some?
Mm-hm.
More?
-Tell me something. -Tell you what?
I don't know
Something about you.
What was your town like?
Very ugly and sad.
Very cold.
And what do you love to do the most?
I love singing.
I've got music in my blood.
My dad used to play the guitar. He taught himself.
And you?
Drawing.
Oh really?
You're an artist.
Yeah?
Want it softer?
Like that?
Mm-hm.
Don't act like an animal, honey!
There's a toilet in here.
If you need to use the bathroom, you can just come in. I don't bite.
My name is Chabela.
And yours?
-Norma. -Norma.
Norma, you look just like Clarita, my youngest sister.
And I'm sure you're just as much of a whore as she is, huh?
'Cause you just fucked my son, right?
He's a jackass.
You're so young.
Jesus, you reek like rotten fish.
And your dress is filthy.
It's the only one I've got.
Oh, don't worry. I'll give you one of mine.
You can come inside. Don't act stupid.
This is my bedroom.
Do you like it?
Yeah. It's really nice.
I picked everything out. The colors, the decorations.
I wanted it to look like a geisha's bedroom.
-The curtains are really pretty. -I picked them out too.
Look. I have some dresses here that I don't even wear anymore.
I was gonna just give them away to the girls at the Excalibur,
but those saggy old bitches don't deserve anything.
Try this on.
Hm.
No, this one's not gonna fit.
-What did you say your name was? -Norma.
You have to be savvy in this world, Clarita.
If you lose your nerve, they'll crush you.
That's my guy. Munra.
I see you, Clarita. Little rascal.
Laughing your ass off, huh?
Believe it or not, that goddamn nuisance was a real man once.
I should've told him to go fuck himself before he had the accident.
Because even though I look old as hell,
there's a lineup of assholes that would love to fuck me.
Oh, for God's sake. Why are you just standing there like a stiff dick, Clarita?
Get in here and get out of that goddamn dress.
Goddamn it, Clarita.
You forgot to mention that you're pregnant, huh?
The telltale stripe.
Is it Luismi's?
No.
Does he know about it?
No.
Well,
we won't tell him for now, 'cause you don't wanna have that kid.
Or do you?
Norma!
What are you doing in there?
None of your business, you nosy brat.
Thanks for the dress.
Here, take the rest.
Thank you so much.
I don't want you going into that house or talking to my mom.
I don't want her to turn you into a whore. Got it?
Yes. I get it.
It's just that she let me use her bathroom.
Go out back if you need a toilet. And to the river for a bath.
-Fresh, right? -It feels good.
Step by step. Watch it.
You got it.
Are you cold?
-It's nice. -Do you wanna stay here?
You have to make a decision, Clarita.
That belly's not gonna shrink into thin air.
I know someone that can help you with it.
The poor thing's a little bit crazy,
and she can be kinda scary when you see her, but
that goddamn witch is a good person.
Hm?
Do you have to go to work again tonight?
And they still haven't given you the uniform?
They're such a bunch of assholes.
Hm.
Got a surprise for you.
You should put it on.
Leave me alone.
Fucking Witch. I told you to stop calling me.
I don't have your money!
You know you're fucking crazy!
He's an idiot, just like his father.
You don't think Luismi is gonna change
just because you're having that kid, do you?
I'm sure he told you that he's gonna help you,
that he's gonna work, and all sorts of other bullshit.
You should listen to what I'm about to say to you, baby.
And don't take it the wrong way.
I know Luismi better than anybody does.
I gave birth to him, you know?
The only things he cares about are drugs and fucking whores.
Even though he'll always swear that he's just gonna have a couple of beers,
or he's off to his night shift as a guard…
Don't look at me like that.
You know exactly what I'm talking about.
Let me take you to the Witch.
You're still just a little girl.
And when I look at you, it's sort of like I can see myself when I was younger,
and I wish that someone could've helped me
get rid of that goddamn kid while he was inside of me.
Hurry up, Clarita!
Wait and see, she'll help you right away. Just let me do all the talking.
Hurry up, Clarita.
Witch!
Hey, Witchy-poo!
Honey! Sweetheart! I need to talk to you about something.
Come on, sis, please help her out.
Can't you see she's just a poor stupid kid?
-Tell her how old you are, sweetheart. -Fourteen.
You see? Don't give me a hard fucking time.
You can't get all picky with me, you bitch.
Luismi is okay with this.
These poor little idiots don't even have a pot to piss in.
I said no, Chabela.
And this baby isn't even Luismi's.
Tell her, Clarita. Tell her everything.
That your stepfather did it.
Come on, my sweet witch. At least take a look at her.
Come on, sweetheart, stand up.
Careful.
Be careful, okay?
What do you see?
She's too far along. It could be dangerous.
No.
It's too late.
Fuck! I'll pay you as much as you want, just get it out of her.
It's not about money. It's about her.
Luismi's the one who's asking you.
You know how proud he is. He doesn't want to face you.
He's embarrassed to ask you for a favor after the fight you had.
You have to drink all of it.
You're gonna feel like your insides are tearing apart.
Push. And then bury it.
-I'll leave the money here. -It's not about the money.
Let's go, Clarita. Hurry up. Thank you, Witch.
Chabela. I'll take care of her.
No. We've already taken too much of your time.
It's fine. Let's go, Clarita.
Thank you. Excuse us.
Bye, honey.
I think you should stay.
Crazy bitch. She thinks I'm new at this.
Cuco, baby. I was just thinking about you.
Yes, of course, right away.
No, no, I'm almost there. I was just…
No, don't worry, 15 minutes.
Yes, my love.
Hurry up, honey, I have to get there before those other washed-up tramps.
Norma.
Norma!
What's wrong?
What happened, Norma, for fuck's sake?
What happened?
-Huh? -Water.
-Water?
Here. Here, come on.
Drink. Drink.
Yes. There. Yeah, yeah.
Norma!
What's your name?
What did you take?
Where did you dump the baby?
Who did this to you?
Mommy!
Oh, they took it!
Forgive me.
No!
Please, let me out!
Forgive me!
Mom!
-Oh, yeah. -Well, well, well.
Hello there!
-Ooh! -Give me the sneakers, man.
-A new little faggot's here. -Come on, now.
Move it, buddy. You heard him, huh.
Give us the kicks or we're gonna fuck you up.
Do it, fucker.
There's the fucker.
Dad!
Isn't that better?
You're a faggot killer.
Hey, faggot killer!
-He's talking to you. -Talking to you, man.
Hey, shit-ass! I'm talking to you, faggot killer.
Come on, look at him.
Forget about it, baby. No money for those.
Here. Help me with this bag, would you?
But they're so cool.
We had to appeal to the last resource.
Oh God.
But why didn't you ask me before going?
Father Castro was asking about you.
He said it's been a long time since your last confession.
Leave it alone, Mom. Sh.
But why? Why did you let Hilda manipulate you?
Why did you do that to that girl?
-Do you want some beans, honey? -No.
It was necessary, Lala.
You must understand. We had to!
My only hope
is that even though they're trying to separate you…
Hey, Willy. Haven't seen this one.
Yeah, it's new. You know, I fucked a girl just like her.
She had a huge ass.
That was in Cancun.
She was so soft.
And she was super tight.
I'm gonna fly to Cancun, okay?
Why am I hanging out here, selling porn flicks like an idiot?
Yeah, man. When I went, it was nuts.
Must've gone ages ago.
What does it matter? You've never been. You'll never leave.
You're gonna die without ever leaving this shithole.
I'll apply to some jobs.
-What's this? -Put it there.
-It's not like we're gonna fuck. -Oh, you'd love it.
Brando!
-What the hell is it now? -Where's the TV?
Fucking hell.
Where are you going? Brando, I'm talking to you.
If you meet up with those punks again, you can bet I am telling your father.
That guy doesn't give a shit about me. Don't fool yourself.
Everyone knows he left you for another woman.
It has snow. Try it.
What should we do?
We should go to the Witch's party tonight. You wanna?
Come on, dude. The party's always good.
What's up? How's it going?
Welcome.
-Hi there. -Ah, welcome.
-Hey, Witch. -Hey there, how are you?
Come on in. How are you?
Brando, right?
Come in.
It's about time we met.
Luismi has told me a lot about you.
Hey! Anything you want is down here, but there's nothing up there.
Get down here.
Enjoy the party.
Let me introduce you to the voice of this house.
Bright as the sun, make some noise for Luismi!
Open up.
There.
Come.
Here, I want you to taste the good stuff.
-Boo! -Jesus!
You asshole.
What? Where you going?
None of your business.
Yeah. That's true. It isn't.
Who the hell am I, huh?
You can check.
Just don't come out crying later.
-You're like the fucking devil, man. -Little bitch.
Fucking shitty-ass party, full of faggots.
What?
There goes that fucking faggot.
I heard she has a lot of money though. Gold coins.
You sure there's a party tonight?
No one's here.
I told you it was a loan.
Fucking hell, I was high as fuck. I told you I don't know where it went.
You spent it all. You and your bum friends blew through it.
Crazy bitch.
You're nothing but a fucking thief!
-Go fuck yourself. -Luismi.
What happened? Luismi?
Hey, what happened?
The bitch called me a thief, out of the blue.
But you already knew that bitch is totally crazy.
What do you care?
I say we get the fuck out of this goddamn town full of fucking faggots.
What do you think?
It's on me.
Thank you.
What do you say?
Let's go. To a better fucking place.
Cancun, for example.
Come in, dude.
I'm so drunk.
Here.
Do you want a box?
No, I'll put them on now.
-Thank you. -Yeah, you're welcome.
Don't be so fucking intense.
It's gonna overflow.
-What's up, dude? -Hey, Brando.
What's new?
Hey. Not much, bro.
Goddamn! Hoo-hoo-hoo!
-Damn! Who bought them for you? -My dad, dude.
What's up, dude?
Hey, man.
Hey, Luismi. Did you see this faggot's sneakers?
Wow.
What's wrong with you, asshole? I'm not a faggot, dude.
-Your mom's a faggot. -Hey, watch it, Brando.
This motherfucker takes it too fucking far.
-Don't fuck with me, kid. -Fuck off.
Hey, what the hell?
-Come back, kid. -Relax, you brat.
What's happening, dude?
When are we making up the plan?
Cancun.
Where are we supposed to get the money?
Easy, you just have to apologize to the Witch for losing the money,
and then ask for more.
It's super easy.
-The faggot has money to spare. -No.
I'm not crawling back after she called me a thief and an asshole.
She'll forgive you. You're Luismi, man. We'd all forgive you anything.
But that bitch can really hold a grudge.
Or we could always just rob the bitch.
They say she's hiding tons of money in there. We could go and get it.
Done.
Think about it.
Then we leave here forever.
No. I'm not ready to see that witch yet.
Besides, leaving's too much trouble.
What do you mean "trouble"?
Well, Norma is pregnant. I don't want to risk anything happening to her.
Yeah, of course.
Your Norma.
Want a snowy joint?
No, no, no. I told you, I stopped all that.
But you enjoy that.
Go ahead. Enjoy.
Is it good?
-Huh. -It's good.
See you around, Norma.
Brando!
He's in his room. Come in. Are you okay, hon?
Brando! You have a visitor.
Hey, man. Let's go.
Hurry up.
Let's do it today, man. Let's go rob the Witch.
Then go to Cancun.
What happened? Why'd you change your mind so fast?
I just took Norma to the hospital because of that bitch.
Come on. Tell Munra we need his truck.
Those fuckers are burning the sugarcane again.
Gun it down this fucking street, Munra.
Wait, are we going to that witch's house?
No way. You know how I feel about that fucking faggot.
Shut up, you gimp. Pull up in front.
Don't even think about getting out or closing the door.
-Hey! -Gimme those. Sh.
Bam, bam!
You goddamn witch!
What did you do to Norma?
-What the fuck do you want? -Like you don't know.
-What did you give her? Don't act stupid. -I gave her what you asked for.
-Me? -Yes, you! Chabela told me--
No! Fucking idiot. She's dying from what you gave her!
Calm down!
First make her tell us where the stash is.
Stop it.
What's the matter with you?
Don't be so stupid.
You believe all that fucking gossip?
I'm the poorest goddamned person in this whole fucking town.
Stop!
You can't trick us, you motherfucking pansy.
Hurry up. Let's look for the dough.
Here. Let's get it fucking open.
Help me!
Hey! Help me!
That's enough. Hey! We gotta dump her.
Let's take her to the hill.
If we leave the fucker here, they'll find her. Let's go!
We'll come back later for the cash.
Come on, let's go.
Jesus Christ, what did you do?
You fucking idiots. Where am I taking you? Fuck.
Why the fuck did you bring that faggot in here?
He's gonna get my truck all dirty. Fuck me.
Stick her with it.
Don't you wanna end her pain?
No.
I'm sorry, Witch.
Hey, Dad.
No, we don't want money.
I turned 20.
Yeah, I wanted to know if I could spend a couple of days out there with you.
Brando.
Hang on, Mom.
Mm-hm.
Okay.
Yeah, it's fine. Some other time.
What was that? Why didn't you let me speak to him?
Where are you going?
Brando.
-You think you're a badass? -No.
-Wanna compete? -Sure.
All right, hang on.
-Good afternoon. -Good afternoon.
Can I get coins for this 200, please?
Sure, gimme a sec.
-Here's 30. And 170. -Thanks a lot.
I'm ready, Rigorito.
Let's see you die.
Here, dude. In case you lose.
What?
-You know I'm gonna win, dude. -We'll see about that.
You talk a big game, man.
Don't cheat, man.
Don't cheat!
Level up.
You level up, motherfucker.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
-Game over. -Give me your hands
POLICE
-Hey, motherfucker. -Get me out!
-Hey, faggot killer. -Nice shoes.
Forgive me, Mom!
Hey, piece of shit. I'm talking to you, faggot killer.
-Hey, look over here, asshole. -Forgive me, Mom, please!
I'm so sorry!
-Oh! -Would you look at that?
Look at the pretty little fella.
-Aw! -That's sweet.
So fucking touching.
Look at the little faggots.
It wasn't enough to just meet up at the fucking daycare for little shits, huh?
Look. Look at these babies!
Hey, fucking fairies, come here.
I've got some money here. Gonna teach you how to be real men.
Huh? Come on, you little faggots. Let me show you what to do.
Go fuck yourselves, you bastards.
Don't drop the soap, huh?
Isn't that just so fucking touching?
Mommy's boy. And she's here, huh?
My heart is melting for these two little fucking faggots.
They say that the heat is making people crazy.
That the hurricane season is coming on strong.
That bad vibrations are to blame for so many tragedies.
But try to stay calm.
Do not be afraid.
Do not despair.
Because darkness can't last forever.
Do you see that?
The light that shines in the distance.
The little light that looks like a star.
That's where we should go.
That's the way out of this hole.
HURRICANE SEASON
BASED ON THE NOVEL "HURRICANE SEASON" WRITTEN BY FERNANDA MELCHOR