LUIS ESTRADA'S "THE DEAD GIRLS"
BASED ON A NOVEL BY JORGE IBARGÜENGOITIA
Honey! Tsh!
Honey. Come here.
- What's your name, sweetie? - Blanca.
You look like you're a hard worker, would you like a real job?
Mm… Yeah, okay.
Come on. Let's go.
Where do you live?
Blanca was sold to the Baladro sisters by Ms. Jovita.
She was what you call a "snagger".
She made a lot of transactions with my bosses.
Ms. Jovita scoured all of Mexico to buy girls to sell back to brothels.
Your daughter will be well taken care of.
She'll be placed in service in a house
to help two kind-hearted ladies who live in Mezcala.
Here. These are the 50 pesos I can give you in exchange.
Your daughter will be in very good hands.
You'll be fine, Blanca.
Of all the girls who passed through our houses,
there was no other like Blanca.
Not only was she one of the bosses' favorites,
but all of those who worked with her admired her beautiful soul.
When we read all the stories that accused us of killing that poor girl,
it was the worst lie the papers ever created.
BLANCA'S TEETH
The sisters had always been faithful and devout,
and every year they attended the village fair in honor of the Virgin.
Besides praying for themselves and their business,
they always made a generous donation on behalf of the rest of us.
But the fair wasn't only about celebrating the Virgin.
It was also a market.
They sold pigs, donkeys, turkeys, sheep, chickens.
- And sometimes even girls too.
My goods are the best, you know that.
You can see they're fresh, pretty, and untouched.
Just what you're looking for.
I don't want either of them.
Bony with bad faces.
But that one looks interesting.
This dark-skinned one's 400.
Are you crazy, Jovita?
Men don't want to look at teeth this ugly. She's worth 200 at the most.
It's fine.
Go on. Because you belong to these ladies now.
They'll treat you like one of their own, Blanca.
Thank you, ma'am. Whatever you say.
Let's go home.
We'll see you.
Listen, Blanca. This is going to be your room, and you'll lack for nothing.
But in exchange, you'll have to earn your room and board with us.
If a client asks you for a dance, then you dance.
And if he wants to fuck, then you fuck.
Because you're here to work as a whore, understand?
I understand. Whatever you say, ma'am.
- Good.
Don't be cheap, Mr. Nazario. 150 is an absolute steal.
- You know there's nothing like it.
Let's go upstairs.
Blanca?
This gentleman's name is Mr. Nazario.
A very good friend of ours who's come to welcome you to your new house.
You obey and do everything he asks you.
All right, I'll do what he asks, ma'am.
When she was told what she was there for,
which is when the new girls always burst into tears, Blanca didn't flinch.
And in all the years that she was with our bosses,
there were never any complaints about her, only glowing praise.
MAY 13, 1960
How many is that, Skeleton?
Ah, with that one, five so far tonight, Blanca.
But your very best client's right over there.
Hm?
No.
- Such a beauty!
- It's your turn, Mr. Mariano. - Finally.
- No, no. It's my turn. - Oh!
- I've been waiting longer. I go first. - Hold on.
Ms. Arcángela? I already have an appointment.
- I'm going now, you get her later. What? - No, you fucker!
- You think you're better than me? - Shut your mouth!
Come on, now. No fighting in here, no fighting! Calm yourself!
No need to get so worked up, sir.
We're going to take care of you and give you two girls for the price of one.
Girls, over here.
This gentleman needs both of you.
Treat him like a king, and tell Skeleton to only charge him the rate for one.
Understood.
Two girls. Now that's more like it.
Let's go upstairs.
There's no doubt you're a wise woman, Ms. Arcángela.
Many thanks.
No need to thank me, Mr. Mariano.
You are one of my most loyal clients and just like one of the family.
And you, Blanca. Don't linger when you finish.
- It's early, but we're busy already. - Understood. Whatever you say, ma'am.
Now I'm afraid I can't agree with that, Arcángela.
I'm keeping Blanca till tomorrow morning.
It is your money.
Skeleton. For the whole night.
- Enjoy your time, Mr. Mariano. - Thank you.
Evening, sir.
…her greatest talent and the secret to her success
was her skill in bringing out abilities in men
that they didn't even know they possessed.
And there were some, like Mr. Mariano, who fell madly in love with her.
Don't be like that, honey. Show me your smile.
You know I don't like to. Ask me for something else.
I have terrible teeth, and you know I don't like to show them.
There's nothing you need to hide when we're together.
I've known you since you were a girl, and I love how you are, hm?
Let's see a smile.
Feels so good.
- Oh, my Blanca.
Sorry to bother you, ma'am.
The girls are coming with me to the appointment I told you about.
Yes, I said you could go, Blanca.
I'm wondering if you could give me the money that I asked to borrow?
It's all I'm missing to pay for it.
Ah, this girl.
- You're sure you want it? - Yes.
A small fortune like this will take years to pay back.
I've wanted this since I was a little girl.
I'll get more clients and pay you off so fast.
You won't regret it, ma'am.
Thank you.
- Thank you, we'll take care of her. - Thank you, ma'am.
Let's go, Blanca.
PHARMACY DENTAL TREATMENTS
WEIGH YOURSELF
Good afternoon.
Try not to move, please, miss.
- We're just about done.
Very soon you'll be prettier than ever.
Thank you.
How do you feel? Swollen?
No. I feel great.
I've wanted this for so long. I feel like a new girl.
- They do look really good on you. - Yeah?
- You look even prettier. - Aw.
Let's get that pretty face home, because we're already late.
- The sisters will be mad. - Come.
I'm sorry we're so late. It took longer than I thought,
but now I can smile.
They turned out so nice, Blanca.
Back upstairs to get changed and take care of your client.
Yes. What do you think?
What a difference, Blanca! You look like a queen.
I'll take a closer look later.
- You better get going, like she said. - Right.
- Look! - Look at you showing off your teeth!
- I still can't believe it. - You look beautiful.
Thank you!
You like?
My goodness, you're even prettier than you were before, sweetheart.
You'll have them lined out the door, I think.
The golden corn cob, huh?
- Come on.
Everyone likes it too!
When Blanca came up with the cabaret show
at the casino's grand opening,
she's the one who chose Feliza and Evelia to join her.
It seems that the three formed a romantic relationship
that lasted long after the show, and longer than poor Blanca's health.
Better hurry because the boss wants your asses downstairs.
And Mariano's already waiting for you.
Mariano. Oh. - Come.
- Sorry.
- Don't turn around.
I have a nice surprise for you.
My Blanca, there you are. I've been waiting for you.
You know I'm worth the wait.
Show me the surprise you have for me, I can't wait.
No, it's just for us. I'll show you when we're alone.
I'm sure you'll love me better than ever.
Okay, then.
Don't open your eyes until I give you permission.
Ah, Blanca.
- Oh, Blanca!
- Now.
Oh! Blanca.
Oh! You were already beautiful when they were crooked.
Now you're like a goddess!
Ah yes, Mariano.
You're going to put me in the poor house!
DECEMBER 3,1962
Is something wrong, honey?
You better not tell me you're pregnant again.
Unfortunately, I think I am.
I've never felt this bad before, though.
- Don't you worry yourself, hm?
I'll make you tea with wormwood and rue, and you'll feel better in no time.
- Thank you, I need it.
- But could you not tell them?
I don't want the bosses to know that I got pregnant again, all right?
The last time it happened I got an earful. I know they won't like this.
- They might kick me out. - Mm.
You take this little potion for a few days and this will just stay between us two.
- Thank you. - Mm-hm.
What's going on, Blanca? Are you feeling sick?
Sort of, Miss Serafina.
I'm sure you'll be disappointed to hear this, but I got myself pregnant again.
I think I'm already past four months.
You're past four fucking months, Blanca?
- Why didn't you say anything? - I don't know.
The problem is, I've tried drinking the tea
that Ms. Skeleton made for me for weeks,
but it… but it only makes me go to the toilet.
Crying won't make it better.
I'll make a call to Dr. Arellano right away, and he'll take care of this.
Do you have to?
I know it costs a lot when he comes,
and I don't have any savings at all right now.
Plus I borrowed money from Ms. Arcángela
that I still owe her from when I went to the dentist.
You're not thinking straight.
I'm gonna talk to my sister and have her increase the loan.
You'll start paying it off once you're fixed up.
You're a lifesaver.
When will you learn?
- Thank you.
So we understand each other.
If you help us get Blanca back to work,
you get all of these IOUs that I've collected from you, and we're even.
But… this is a very risky operation, Ms. Arcángela.
You know the girl's quite advanced, and that makes the procedure very dangerous.
By my calculations, if you don't pay off what's here in my hands,
you could be out of business tomorrow,
and everyone would know how you went bankrupt.
Because you couldn't stay out of the whorehouse!
- Ugh. - But it's your decision, hm?
So you're guaranteeing, if I do the abortion, you cancel what I owe?
You doctors, you like it all spelled out.
I promise that as soon as you finish the job,
I hand these over to you as compensation.
I'll let you have credit for the girls again.
- I give you my word. All right.
Have another, you'll need to get your courage up.
Thank you.
- We're done. That part is over.
Doctor, they don't usually bleed like this, do they?
It's due to whatever potions and pills she was taking to try to do it herself.
If we can't stop the hemorrhaging, she's going to die.
Tell the sisters to send someone for eight ampoules of vitamin K.
- Mm-hm. - Huh?
My job is done, as promised. I'll be going, hm?
You have my papers?
Your IOUs. My word is golden, and don't you ever forget it.
Thank you.
I'll be back next week to see how the girl is doing.
Good evening.
Breakfast is served, sweetheart.
I brought you a little something to help you get better, hm?
- Blanca, dear?
Skeleton?
Something's wrong with Blanca. I think we need the doctor to come back.
- Her face looks all wrong, the poor thing. - What the hell do you mean?
When she turned around to look at me, her face was all crooked. Like that.
Get over to Doctor Arellano's and tell him to come see her.
Sneaky bastard better not have screwed us!
Ugh…
Ugh, Skeleton wasn't exaggerating.
Unfortunately she wasn't. It's horrible.
The doctor says he's very sorry, but he won't be coming to look at her.
He says he warned you it was a dangerous operation.
- He's washing his hands of it. - Motherfucking doctors!
And I stupidly let him off the hook because I felt sorry for her.
We have to help her. Blanca needs to see Dr. Meneses.
The poor thing's half-dead.
Are you crazy, Serafina?
That doctor and his bullshit morality is the most expensive in San Pedro.
What are we supposed to do? We can't leave her like this.
And what happens if she gets worse?
Skeleton! Go to the Señora del Pilar hospital.
Make sure you tell Meneses we have an emergency.
- Yes, right away.
Don't you idiots have better things to do?
There's nothing here to gossip about, so fuck off!
- Get lost!
How long has the girl been like this?
Because it's not only her face.
Practically her entire left side has become paralyzed.
We found her like this, Doctor.
What happened to her overnight, God only knows.
I think you know perfectly well why she's like this, but that's not my problem.
On top of the paralysis, I noticed that she's also severely anemic.
She hasn't had much of an appetite for a little while.
She needs to be hospitalized, urgently.
I'll make arrangements for her to be admitted
to the Sanitarium at Señora del Pilar.
She needs to undergo a fairly intensive treatment,
and we'll see how she responds.
Mm. You don't know how much that'll cost, do you?
That will depend on the diagnosis and whatever care she needs.
The poor thing is in such bad shape, she can't stay here any longer. Is that clear?
Think about what I said, ladies.
- We'll do that, Doctor. - Thank you, Doctor.
NUESTRA SEÑORA DEL PILAR SANATORIUM
Give us a deposit for the first week up front. Then we'll see how it goes.
Can you tell us how much it is?
For what she's going to need, I think 500 should cover the costs.
But it's very important that you always pay.
Please come in each week and pay on time.
Otherwise, we'll have to stop treatment.
Here you are.
And rest assured we're committed to her progress.
Don't you worry about a thing, sweetheart.
They're going to take good care of you. You'll be feeling better very soon.
Miss Serafina said they're taking care of everything for you.
And whenever we have some time off, we'll come here and visit, hm?
Oh. Have faith, Blanca, dear.
Huh. We have to go now.
The bosses are probably waiting for us to go back home. Mm?
Take care of her, Sister.
Filthy sinners.
Good evening, Ms. Skeleton.
My Blanca is busy upstairs, I assume. Can you put me on her list?
Terrible news.
Our sweet Blanca has taken ill
and is with the Sisters at the Sanitarium at Señora del Pilar.
Do you know what's wrong with her?
She might have caught a chill or an evil eye from someone.
But we had to take her in.
I'm sure she'd like a visit. She'd be so happy to spend time with you.
Me as well. I should be able to go tomorrow to say hello, huh?
But since I'm already here, might as well get what I came for, right?
- Of course. Have a drink or two?
Um, get to know the other girls before you choose for tonight. Mm?
Mm.
Good evening, lovely ladies.
- Hello. - You look nice.
So pretty and nothing to drink. Who'll be the lucky lady?
You tell us.
- Good morning to you, Sister. - Morning, sir.
Could you let me know where to find a girl named Blanca?
I only know her first name.
You mean the Black prostitute?
The room at the end, bed number four.
Thank you.
SILENCE PLEASE
My Blanca.
How do you feel?
Skeleton told me you were here when I went to see you last night,
and I wanted to come say hello.
Ah, poor little thing, she can't speak anymore.
- I doubt she understands much, either.
If you want my opinion, this is God's work.
Righteous justice for all the sins of the harlot.
I'll come and see you again, Blanca.
I hope you feel better soon.
You'll put these in water?
Please forgive him, Lord. The sinner knows not what he does.
When it seemed like things couldn't possibly get worse for Blanca,
the evil eye of fate and bad luck turned its awful gaze on us all.
Because one week after Blanca went to the hospital,
our poor Beto was shot dead.
Arcángela.
The closing of the México Lindo…
Ms. Arcángela's catatonic episode…
And our unexpected return to Plan de Abajo and Casino del Danzón.
We've been cooped up in here for over a week.
I think we're in for a long haul.
The worst part is the sisters seem to have forgotten
- Blanca's in the hospital.
I'm dying to know if she's gotten better.
Ms. Arcángela still hasn't come out of her trance.
And Serafina's going out of her mind with this whole mess around the México Lindo.
Do you think we should talk to her?
No, I wouldn't dare to.
If it backfires, she'll take it out on us, and that's not good.
Skeleton's always been good to Blanca.
She could go ask for us.
She's the only one the sisters will listen to.
I'm really not sure how we're going to get out of this shit.
Arcángela's not lucid, and that asshole Rendón disappeared.
The days locked inside these walls are like torture.
That's why I told you to think about getting rid of the whores
and start a new business.
A ranch where you can grow your own food would be a good choice.
You know I have to wait for my sister, Captain.
But the second she comes back to us, I'll mention it to her.
- What is it, Skeleton? - We need your help.
I'm sorry to ask you for something when you have your hands full,
but the girls are worried, and I'll admit, I thought of it too.
Could someone go and ask about our Blanca's progress?
Skeleton, I completely forgot she was still in the hospital.
Why don't you leave her there?
Why would you want a whore who lost her looks?
We won't be able to leave her, Captain.
Doctor Meneses made us sign documents that make us responsible
for her and her treatment, so we'd still have to pay for her care.
Tell Ladder we're going to the hospital right now.
Understood.
Wait for us here, Ladder.
Miss Baladro, I'm relieved that you finally came back.
The young lady is beyond our help,
and her account has now surpassed 2,000 pesos.
My sister and I don't have that kind of money right now, Doctor.
As you may have heard, we've had a run of bad luck lately,
which has made our financial situation very messy.
I understand your finances are difficult, but we are not a charity.
If you don't pay, we will take legal recourse.
This is 1,500. My only offer.
Decide if you'll take it or leave it.
I'll get the girl authorized to leave immediately.
Ticho, Skeleton. You go check on Blanca. Make sure she still has all her teeth.
These frigid hyenas and this greedy vulture might have stolen them.
Yes, boss.
DECEMBER 19, 1962
I'm so hungry, Skeleton.
Ah, Ms. Arcángela. Come, have a seat. I'll make you something.
- Mm. - Do you want something special?
How're you feeling?
How much are you spending a week on all this fucking food?
I don't know what it comes to.
Go wake my sister and tell her to get in here.
Yes, ma'am.
When Ms. Arcángela finally snapped out of it,
she didn't like what had been going on without her,
so she started to reestablish order.
I'm glad you're feeling better, Arcángela.
Why is everything so fucked up?
Have looked at the expenses you've incurred since you made us move?
My spending's the same as you've always done with the other houses.
You stupid idiot.
Don't you understand that when the girls don't work,
nothing comes in to offset what goes out?
If we keep dishing out like this, we'll be bankrupt within a week.
I need to tell you something else,
but I'm afraid you're really not gonna take it very well.
I had to spend a lot more money to get Blanca out of the hospital.
How much for that ridiculous sanitarium?
Hm. It's better I don't tell you, or you might have a stroke.
More than 1,000?
Mm.
They made a moron out of you, then.
Did those fucking nuns fix her?
Poor Blanca's like a fucking vegetable.
When we went to see her, that asshole doctor said we had to pay or else.
Those pious bitches will stop at nothing to fill their pockets.
And what fucking plan have you come up with for Blanca?
None.
Forgive me for butting in, it's not my place.
But I could go to Pedrones to see Tomasa to ask her if she has a cure for Blanca.
They've tried everything at the sanitarium, but herbs can do miracles.
That would be fine, Skeleton.
God willing, Tomasa gives you a remedy to get that girl in working order.
- Because we're not a charity. - No.
How are you feeling, sweetheart?
I want to ask you a favor.
I need you to lie still and open your mouth nice and wide like a good girl. Hm?
I promise it won't hurt a bit.
Stop moving!
- No! - You fucking bitch!
This is how you pay me back for everything I've done for you?
- Ah!
Spoiled little shit!
Hello, Tomasa.
[Tomasa speaking Indigenous language] Skeleton.
Ms. Tomasa, our poor Blanca's disfigured and paralyzed
from pretty much the top of her head all the way to her toes.
First, tie her up to the bed.
Then you have to "iron" her until the curse leaves.
Ow, ashi, ashi!
If she doesn't respond, "iron" her until she does.
Understood?
Thank you, Mrs. Tomasa.
You're a very wise woman. What do I owe you?
30 pesos, Skeleton.
If you don't eat, honey, you won't get better.
Ah, Evelia, it's no use. We can't even talk to her.
She doesn't seem to know who we are at all anymore.
Look at the mess you made here.
Blanca is worse than ever.
What is that? You brought that thing back here?
How can you be so cruel, Captain? That's our little Blanca.
That girl's not good for anything now.
You get your man Ticho to take her for a ride
to the garbage dump when it's dark out.
Leave her there to be eaten by the dogs.
How can you say such a thing? Asshole.
Blanca's made a lot of money for us.
The least we can do is show her some kindness.
Throw the girl to the dogs.
Ms. Tomasa said to hold her down very securely,
and to keep going until Blanca starts to speak
and tries to move her crippled fingers.
Did she say how long it'll take to fix her?
She didn't. But little by little, she should start to get better.
And if she doesn't, we should go back to her or bring Blanca
- so she can find a different cure. We need to do this today.
I don't think there's any way the poor thing could get worse.
Get everything ready with Ticho.
Understood. I'll get right to it.
The sisters are giving you one peso each, mm?
Buy yourselves something at the market, have a treat and enjoy a nice walk.
- Thanks, Skeleton. - No one come back before five o'clock.
Stay together and don't talk to anyone, remember? Hm?
You four stay here with me. I need help.
- You'll get to go another day.
We're ready now. I'll go prepare the room.
I think we have everything.
We do, Ticho, and the table looks steady.
You go for a long walk.
- You can come back after dark. - Understood, Skeleton. And, thank you.
Mm-hm.
Ugh. This railing is coming loose.
God forbid it should fall down on someone.
We ask you, Father, for your blessing.
We'll put the blanket on now. Lupe, sprinkle it with water.
- Yes, Skeleton. - It needs to stay wet at all times.
I'll start to iron.
She's moving! It's making her sit up, Skeleton,
and she's moving under my hands.
It burns! It burns!
- I can understand what she's saying! - I know!
But Tomasa said I had to keep using the iron until the blanket got dark.
Do we stop? Is Blanca cured?
Get a cold soda to wake her back up.
Here.
Try giving her a little more, let's see if she swallows it this time.
Blanca.
- Let's take a look underneath. - Ready.
Cover her! Cover her!
Undo the straps and… and take her to her room.
Okay.
Our little angel has stopped breathing.
Our Father, who art in heaven.
Hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come.
VARIOUS VIEWS
Ticho.
Ah, I can finally have you.
I've waited so long for this.
Stop that and come with me now.
Bring your pick and shovel.
I need you to do some yard work, but you can't make any noise.
- Dig a hole starting from here to there.
Make it as deep as your armpits and wide as your ass. Understand?
I understand. Big hole. Deep and wide.
You're going to wake up the whole neighborhood. Why are you being so loud?
I am trying to be quiet, but the dirt's rock hard.
I have to use my pick before I can shovel.
Then leave it like that!
You're going to have half the village at our door and wake up the girls.
- Go back to bed. - Whatever you say, boss.
Now get her covered up, Skeleton.
Ticho.
- Ticho, come.
What is it now, Skeleton?
Are you coming to say thank you? Huh?
Don't be an idiot.
Come back outside.
Fill in the rest of the hole, and flatten the dirt with a mesquite log.
Then spread out any leftover dirt around the yard,
so no one notices this hole was here at all.
Understand?
Yeah, I understand, Skeleton.
Mm.
Good morning, is breakfast ready yet?
No, the beans are still hard.
What happened with Blanca? Everyone's saying she's worse.
She is, and the poor thing was looking so miserable,
we had to take her back last night.
Ah! Good afternoon, Captain.
Good afternoon, Mrs. Benavides.
Listen, I don't mean to pry,
but do you know what was going on yesterday with my neighbor ladies?
I heard such an awful screaming through the walls.
Then a burning smell that was very strong and quite awful.
I wouldn't know what was going on in there.
I was the headquarters, but I'll ask the sisters and tell them about your concerns.
- Please do. Thank you. - It's nothing.
- I'll let you get to it. - Thank you very much.
- See you later. - Uh-huh.
Why the long face? Something wrong?
Everything's wrong.
I'm not sure I can hold on for very much longer.
Blanca got worse in the night. We had to take her back to the hospital.
I hope you took her to the public one this time.
Spending more on her is money down the drain.
That's what we did.
We took her there because there's no use spending any more money on her cure.
Then her life's in God's hands now.
If I'm being honest,
Arcángela and I don't have much hope in being able to reopen any of the houses.
Because the two of you are finally seeing more clearly.
I stopped holding my breath months ago. What changed for you and your sister?
Everything keeps going downhill. So many things have gone wrong.
It's gotten so complicated that my hope is just gone.
What you and your sister need to do is stop being so stubborn
and live off that fucking ranch.
We won't have any other choice, Captain.
Arcángela decided we need to sell all the girls we have left.
Mm. Bring that pretty face closer.
And let me help you forget all about your troubles.
Serafina, wake up!
- Serafina!
- This is bad. - Huh? What's going on, Captain?
I went outside to take a piss, and two vultures were circling right over my head.
You… you saw vultures outside? It's your imagination.
No, no, no. I saw them. I might be an atheist, but I swear to God, it's true.
When I saw those awful birds, I had a feeling that was so evil and dark
that I instantly made the sign of the cross.
I'm afraid those birds are a sign of things to come.
It's just a superstition. Why don't you come back to bed?
- Let's sleep.
Mmm.
Stop staring, Ticho.
Get off your ass and scare off those fucking creatures.
Ah!
Get down, Ticho.
We need to kill those vultures before they bring us bad luck!
Put that thing down!
Are you insane? If you shoot off a pistol, someone'll call the police.
Get up!
Those goddamn vultures are driving me fucking insane.
We better do something about them tonight, then.
I'm sure the girls and the neighbors are starting to get suspicious.
Come here, Skeleton.
For Ticho.
Tell him to go to the gas station and fill up a couple of tanks.
Understood.
She's started rotting. Can I pour it on?
In just a minute, Ticho.
That girl still owes me something.
Before you light the match, I want her gold teeth.
They're not in here, boss.
- I think someone beat you to it. Look.
Son of a fucking whore!
I'm sure it was one of the girls!
Ungrateful, fucking greedy bitches!
They'll see what happens when you fuck us! Pour the gasoline, Ticho!
I'm so wound up, I can't keep my eyes shut.
Surrounded by thieves and traitors! I want the gold that I paid for.
I'm going to find which of those bitches stole my gold!
Who do you suspect, Arcángela?
Fuck if I know who it is. Bunch of lying assholes that they are!
But who cares?
First thing tomorrow we go talk to Sirenio,
and their goddamn asses are gone!
THE FOURTEENTH OF SEPTEMBER
Good morning, Ms. Arcángela. Serafina.
SEPTEMBER 14, 1963
We meet again.
- What can I do for you two? - I'm here to sell you 15 of my girls.
We have a problem with the business. I can't reopen my houses.
Ah. Fifteen in one shot?
The last of our girls.
Even if they're your best girls, that's a lot of merchandise,
and money's tight for me too.
Everyone's been affected by that silly morality law.
The best I can for you is
maybe 4,500 for the bunch.
Fuck this shit, Serafina. We're insulted, Sirenio.
Three hundred per girl? I'd rather sell my soul than stoop that low.
Wait, I'm sorry. Don't leave yet, we're talking. All right? I can go to 400.
Double it, and I'll throw in their clothes.
Five hundred, no more.
You're killing me, but let's say,
my final offer is 10,000 for all 15 girls.
- Fucking Sirenio. Ah.
You're taking advantage because we're stuck.
10,000.
It's a deal. I'll give you half in advance, like we used to do.
Always a pleasure.
- Likewise. - Let's go.
See you soon.
Hm.
- What're you doing with these? - They're mine!
You stole them when you know Blanca promised them to me.
- Shut your hole! - Lying bitch!
- Fucking liar. - They're not yours!
- I deserve these. Let go, crazy bitch! - No, you don't!
- It's my gold! - Let me go!
Give me the bag!
- She meant it for me, asshole! Give it! - Get off of me!
Oh! I'll kill you!
Fucking…
Bitch! Give me it! Now!
- No! They're mine! - They're mine!
They're mine!
No, no, no, no, no, no. Oh my God!
Which one of you pushed them?
None of us! They were fighting, and they crashed through.
It's your fault for not stopping the fight, then.
I swear, nobody could.
It was like they were possessed. We couldn't do anything.
They were biting and pulling and pushing. Then both went over with the railing.
Motherfucking traitors.
Bitches got what they deserved, thank you, Jesus.
We won't have to punish them ourselves.
All of you! Enough standing around! Get lost!
Back to your rooms!
Those girls were there to witness what happened to Evelia and Feliza.
And if one of them opens her fucking mouth, we are finished!
We could tell the Captain what happened, he might have some advice for us.
No. For now we leave him out of it.
We better focus on putting those two whores in the ground,
and take the time to figure this out.
And the deal with Sirenio?
He's expecting to come get his 15 girls tomorrow.
We'll give him back the advance and tell him the deal is off.
- Ticho.
- You need something, Skeleton? - Come.
Bring the pick and shovel.
I need you to dig like last time.
But this one needs to be twice as big and wide.
It's a fat one?
- Two thin ones. - Two?
But do it now, or we'll have a big problem.
If I do it now people will hear. The boss said not to make noise.
The boss said you need to get this done as fast as you can.
- Hm? If you say so, then.
GLORIOUS ANNIVERSARY OF SEPTEMBER 15TH, 1810
SEPTEMBER 16TH, 1963
I need a drink to wash away the humiliation.
You can't imagine the shame I felt, Serafina.
My fucking horse threw me off like a young recruit,
and my ass was on the ground before I knew it.
Couple of sergeants helped me up. I was able to walk to the end,
bu… but I embarrassed myself and the uniform.
You're upset. That makes me sad.
But while you were at your parade, we had another terrible thing happen.
Yesterday would've been two years since we hoped to change our lives
with the opening of the casino.
I never would've imagined our luck could change so quickly.
That night was the beginning of the end.
But the most important thing is that we still have each other, hm?
This might not be a good time,
but I don't want there to be secrets between us going forward.
What secrets are those?
Do you remember I told you a while ago that Blanca got worse,
and we decided to take her back to the hospital?
That wasn't true.
Truth is that Blanca died here that night, and she's buried in the courtyard.
Which is why there was an awful smell that drew those fucking vultures.
Did… did you at least take her teeth before you buried the girl?
That's another story.
My sister has them and she plans to sell them to a jeweler
to make up for Blanca's debt.
But those teeth had gone missing. Feliza and Evelia fell to their deaths.
Stupid assholes were fighting over those fucking gold teeth they both said
Blanca promised them.
We buried them in the courtyard too because we had to get it done fast.
Mm. Well, you covered your asses.
If you find a way to kill the 13 you have left,
then you'll have the best collection of whores that no one ever sees.
Viva México and all the dead girls!