01x07 - Emiliano Escamilla: El Nuevo Mantequilla

[bunniefuu]

All characters, plots, situations

-[driver] Here, Miss.

-[passenger] It's fine.

and stories in the show

are purely fictional.

-Keep the change.

-You're kidding.

Any resemblance to reality

is purely coincidental.

[passenger] Have a nice day.

[passenger] That's it.

Margarita.

-I told you I would be absent.

-Two years.

Well, I came back for you and Emiliano,

like I promised.

Two years, Jacinto.

Abandoned in this town.

Margarita,

if I weren't as crazy about you as I am,

if you weren't the best wife,

the only heaven-sent gift,

do you think I would have returned

for you, for both of you?

You must want something.

I love and want you and Emiliano.

[sighs] I swear, on this most sacred spot,

my father's grave.

[sighs]

I really want us

to have a family together.

This is our time.

Margarita, without you, I'm nobody.

I don't know what life has in store,

but I don't want it without you.

[breathes heavily]

So, how is this going to work?

They keep looking for you. [sniffles]

Your picture haunts us everywhere.

They could catch you leaving this spot.

See this suitcase?

[sighs] It has a lot of money.

Enough for the three of us

to live comfortably for two years.

You're going to take it.

I'll strike a deal so we can go together,

so they'll leave us alone.

The day after tomorrow,

take Emiliano and the suitcase

and I'll see you in departures

at the Rosarito Airport at 3:00.

And if you don't show up?

You go with Emiliano. [sighs]

I swear on my life that I'll catch up.

Trust me.

BUTTER MAN

[knocks on door]

Detective Robles, do you want a whiskol?

-Come on, Elenita.

-Uh

No, thanks.

Uh, Captain, I'd like it

if you could give me a few minutes.

-Okay, everybody out. Let's go, Velasco.

-[Velasco] Fine, fine.

Excuse me, Captain.

So, Detective Robles, what's up?

[sighs] I'm going to be perfectly frank,

Captain Camacho,

and I know that you're not going to like

what I have to say.

Like a dog with a bone. Out with it.

I understand that the feat

of capturing Pedro Botello

is not only mine, it's the division's.

It just doesn't add up

that he's been arraigned and sentenced,

even though during the last days

of the investigation

there was no sign of the artwork

or the money among his belongings.

What are you saying?

-That the case cannot be closed

-It isn't closed.

I also read the newspaper.

The newspaper?

THE NEW BUTTER MAN

EMILIANO ESCAMILLA

I was going to tell you tomorrow,

but since you're already

chomping at the bit,

I'll give you the reins now.

It's yours.

I don't understand.

You were the first to establish

a criminal connection

between Mr. Pedro Botello

and the Butter Man, right?

Your name is already semi-famous.

Botello's capture made us look very good.

So, it's logical that you're assigned

to capture the new Butter Man:

Emiliano Escamilla.

You're assigning me

the most important case in the division?

-Yup. It was always yours.

-[laughs]

So? Now will you accept the whiskol?

-[laughs] Of course, Captain.

-Attagirl.

Okay. Cheers.

Thanks, Captain. Cheers.

Okay. Mama, look at me.

What will you say to the police

when they come and ask you about me, hmm?

-What will you tell them?

-That

-That what?

-That what?

-That-That the boiler's not working.

-Damn it!

I don't know anything about plumbing.

It won't turn on. When'll you fix it?

Forget about the f*cking boiler, Ma.

You haven't seen your son

in ten years, hmm?

-But are they coming for me, or

-No, nobody's coming for you.

-They're looking for me.

-Ah.

So, you have to tell them

that I haven't come in ten years

because if not, they'll screw you.

-Did you understand that?

-Yes.

-Ma, do you understand?

-Yes, yes.

-Okay?

-Okay.

-[door opens, hangers slide]

-Where are you going?

Look, trust me.

I always come back, right?

Trust me. I'll come back for you.

I've heard that song and dance before.

All men are alike.

Give them everything and they just leave.

I'm not just any man. I'm your son.

Go. f*ck you. What are you doing?

Looking for my father.

I'm just about to find that as*h*le

and I'll make him pay

for what he did to you, what he did to us.

You're going to take a shower?

Holy sh*t. [whispering] Holy sh*t.

[kisses]

You stink like hell, son.

[kisses]

NEWSROOM

I finally meet you in person, Mr. Garduño.

An honor.

Garduño, don't leave the CEO hanging.

[laughs] Alonso Arellano. A pleasure.

Your story from yesterday tripled sales.

You put us in first place, kid.

Ah, sir, well, I don't know what to say.

I suppose it's

just good journalism, right?

With respect.

Yes, of course, precisely.

And I do want to honor you.

-Hand it to me.

-Yes, sir.

Good.

THE NEW BUTTER MAN

EMILIANO ESCAMILLA

This is for you, so you never forget

the journalistic heights

to which we all aspire.

-Here.

-Thank you, sir.

I'll hang it up at home today.

No. No, I'll tell you where to hang it.

-Come this way.

-Sir.

Look. [laughs]

Ah.

This will be your office.

Ah. And since you're young,

and must be up to date,

we'll start using those fancy computers.

-[Pablo] Really?

-[Alonso laughs]

Yes, so that you can get right to work.

What do you say?

I say my family in Chignahuapan

will be very proud.

[laughs]

Come in, come in. [laughs]

[Alonso laughs]

Look, I think it goes right here,

in the middle.

That's the spot. Right there.

That's it, very good. [laughs]

[indistinct chatter]

Wow.

You've sure cleaned up good.

Elena, how can I help you?

Well, I thought you might not have eaten,

but I don't know if you'd like

what I brought you.

I already had breakfast, thanks.

-Listen

-[Pablo] Hmm?

Who gave you the tip

about Emiliano Escamilla?

[laughs] I can't reveal my sources.

I've helped you thousands of times

and now I'm asking you

to return the favor.

That would be unethical of me.

Are you seriously

going to spout ethics at me?

I've known you since your obituary days,

which wasn't that long ago.

I thank you very much.

But this is sensitive information

and I can't share it with just anybody.

And since you and I aren't friends,

I can't reveal my sources to you.

Really? Now you're offended?

-[Elena] No.

-[scoffs]

I know what's going on.

You're lying again.

Elena, I'm growing as a professional.

And I learn from my mistakes.

I'd think someone like you

who started out like me would understand.

-You have no shame, Pablo.

-What do you mean?

You've no f*cking clue

who your source is, right?

It's as plain as day on your face.

f*cking liar.

-Elena, if you're here to

-You didn't verify it.

What the hell do you know

about how I work?

Maybe not.

But I do know that you have no principles.

You're not a journalist, son.

You're a rat crossed with a sheep

who takes dictation.

Elena, show self-respect

and get out of my office.

-f*ck you.

-All right, then.

Here. Here it is.

-Here you are.

-[driver] Thank you very much.

[Margarita coughs]

[sniffles, coughs]

What did you say?

When was the last time

you saw your son, Emiliano?

Do you know whose son is handsome?

Chente's.

[actor, through TV] What? Again?

No. Look, love.

That one's going to be a star, just watch.

I went to work. I went to bring a lollipop

home for our daughter

[actor 2]

But it's all a game to you, José Julián.

[José Julián] What game, Vero?

Or else my life would be over.

I need to live.

[actor 2]

Not here. Anita is still a child.

Did someone visit recently, Margarita?

Where do I know you from, huh?

May I enter the bedroom?

Ah. I left some underwear soaking.

Wash them, will you?

[José Julián] Who puts bread on the table?

[Margarita coughs]

[coughing continues]

Who helped you clean the drawers, ma'am?

Well, me, who else? I'm alone.

Nobody helped you?

What?

Did you clean these drawers yourself?

How?

-[TV dialogue continues]

-[sighs]

FAMILY HEALTH ENCYCLOPEDIA

Mexico City.

[TV announcer] I hope you're having

as great a time as we are.

We'll be back with our participants

trying to win one of the biggest prizes

[keys jingling]

-[knock on door]

-in the history of national TV.

That's right. And the biggest prize

-You changed the lock, huh?

-Abel?

What are you doing here?

What's up, compadre? Nice underpants.

Abelardo, good afternoon.

Why do you talk like that?

Where are those clothes from?

Where were you?

The cops are looking for you.

They say you're a con artist.

They looked here.

-Okay, shh. What did you tell them?

-The only thing I know.

That you were hired

by an international company and

I haven't heard from you in months.

Well, that was all a lie, sweetie.

Do you think I'm an idiot or what?

I watch the news. Your face shows up.

They say your name is Emiliano.

-That's my name.

-What?

Hey, you're going to clean up this mess.

[Itzel laughs]

Why are you laughing? Where is it?

-Your f*cking face.

-Where's my money?

That's all you care about?

Yes, I need it. Where is it?

Your compadre's in my pants

and you care more about your damn money?

Where's my money, Itzel?

I spent it already!

-All of it?

-Mm-hmm.

How the hell did you spend all of it?

I spent it in Acapulco, with Rogelio.

Son of a f*cking b*tch,

-but you couldn't afford Capri, as*h*le?

-Abel!

-Hey, hey!

-Son of a b*tch!

Four years of marriage, Abel,

or whatever the hell your name is.

Emiliano!

And all you care about

is that I spent your f*cking money

and not that

I'm sleeping with your colleague.

f*cking hell!

I don't give a damn who you sleep with!

I don't give a damn

about you or that as*h*le.

Or Abel, the dumbass you treated like sh*t

and never f*cked.

-Damn witch.

-You're damn ugly with a big nose.

-f*cking Smurf.

-Leave, jerk!

And don't come back, you son of a b*tch!

Stop! Police!

[Itzel] Do something, Rogelio!

[Emiliano] Hey, hey!

-Emiliano, let her go.

-I'll let her go.

Lower your weapon, okay?

Everyone gets so f*cking violent.

-[grunts]

-Go get him.

-Stop!

-[g*nsh*t]

[groans] f*cking b*tch!

[g*nsh*t]

Stop, as*h*le!

Just wait till I catch you.

-Stop, as*h*le!

-[g*nsh*t]

Ah! Damn it!

[speaks indistinctly]

[pants] He disappeared.

[shouts]

[moans, grunts]

[exhales, mutters]

[weapon clicks]

Emiliano Escamilla,

you're under arrest

for the crimes of fraud, robbery,

and identity theft.

Okay.

EVACUATION

[applause, whistles]

That girl's got ba*ls, for sure.

-[cheers]

-[agent] Good work! Good work!

Enjoy your applause. It won't last.

Shut up, idiot.

I am pleased to see

you have more ba*ls than your dad.

Hmm?

Take him to lockup.

Separate from the others.

Take them, too.

[Itzel]

Excuse me, are conjugal visits allowed?

Detective Robles.

Detective Benavides.

Congratulations. We need to celebrate.

Thanks, Captain,

we need to interrogate the suspect now.

We'll do the interrogation

at the Ministry offices

because there's more security and

for some bragging rights, eh?

We need to wait

for the official transport to be ready.

I don't want patrol cars.

If the press take pictures,

they'll see we have a budget.

I've got the transport ready, Captain.

Excellent.

And we're all set up for the call.

What call?

It's your honor to escort the accused

in the official transport,

while Detective Robles receives a call

from the president

to congratulate her on her work.

Wow.

The president wants to speak to me?

-[Camacho] That's right.

-[Beto] Mmm.

I wish I were an official's daughter.

-[Camacho] Where will we take the call?

-[Velasco] In your office, sir.

Perfect.

And you go on ahead

with the new Butter Man.

[Camacho] Robles.

How much do agents earn, more or less?

Hmm?

How much? A few thousand pesos?

Want me to shut him up,

Detective Benavides?

Let him waste his spit.

Benavides?

How does the system treat you, Benavides?

Because with your age,

you should be retired.

And if you're not,

it's because your retirement

and pension they'll give you

is a f*cking joke.

Yes or no? Hmm?

So, you do what? You choose to stay.

And what does the system do?

It puts you with an ex-captain's daughter

who isn't worth a damn.

And you're the babysitter. [smacks lips]

A f*cking shame.

Because you're the sh*t, I saw you.

Risking your knees chasing me,

climbing that building, running around,

so at the end of the day, when you get

to the station, who gets the applause?

The government?

She got it all.

She had you all trailing behind

like bodyguards.

The system has failed all of you.

I have a half a million dollars.

I'm willing to give it to you

so you can split it equally.

And you're saying,

"Yeah, right, as*h*le. We let you go?

For the promise of

a half a million dollars?"

You bring me there, I give you the money.

And I'll even buy you a damn cold beer

while you count it.

And then you let me go.

What do you take me for?

I'm a detective

with more than 50 years in the service.

You think we'd sell ourselves

and our principles of serving our country

for half a million dollars?

What we really want

is that you tell us where the painting is.

You want the f*cking painting?

Then take me to the warehouse.

Take me there for the painting,

the half a million

I'll give you everything that's there.

Look, compadre,

turn right and then take another right,

like you're doing a U-turn,

we're going elsewhere.

You should have started there, Benavides.

Thank you very much, Mr. President.

It's an honor to serve the country.

Yes, thank you very much. It's an honor.

Until later.

I'm so proud, Elena.

Very good. So proud.

-Thanks, Captain.

-[phone rings]

[phone rings]

-[phone rings]

-Aren't you going to answer?

Hello.

[sirens blaring]

[officer, through radio]

Rear units, approach the southeast.

[indistinct chatter on police radio]

[police radio continues]

-[sirens continue]

-[b*ll*ts clatter]

Leave him.

Elena.

Where is he?

He escaped.

We lost him.

Your weapon.

-What?

-Give me your weapon.

[sirens continue]

Why were shots fired only from yours?

He wanted to k*ll me.

[stammers] I looked death in the face.

He shot me with my own g*n.

And he had the courtesy

of returning it to you?

You're a son of a b*tch!

[officer, through radio]

don't let them through the 39.

Ah. Working late, I see.

I like that.

To shut up everyone

who says you don't deserve it.

That's right, sir.

Until the story is perfect.

Very good. What are you working on?

What do you think?

-What a number the CIPD pulled.

-Ah. Eh.

-Yeah, man. Unbelievable.

-[Pablo] Ridiculous.

Well, it might be better

to let this one slide, eh?

We might let their incompetence slide,

but I don't think the citizens will.

The citizens won't find out,

young Garduño.

Uh? Hold this.

Let's see. How does this erase?

The new Butter Man escaped?

That's right. That's better.

[laughs] Give that back.

Look. Start over,

but now you write about the weather,

the drought in Durango,

the rain in Tabasco.

That's truly impacting the entire country.

Ah! Don't stay up too late, son, okay?

You're a shame to our division.

Months of work over the new Butter Man

and you let him escape.

-Cancel the press conference, Pérez.

-Yes, sir.

And you have 24 hours to arrest that guy.

Me?

It's your case.

Besides,

whom did the president congratulate?

Do you want to face him

and let him know everything that happened?

[groans]

It's your fault, Beto.

R CHURUBUSCO West

AIRPOR

MEXICO CITY

INTERNATIONAL AIRPOR

[tires squeal]

-[pop music through radio]

-[sighs]

Elena, you haven't slept in two days.

Yesterday you flew to Tijuana and back.

Do you really want to risk your health

for a corrupt, lying bunch?

I told you, I'll sleep on the plane.

It's three hours.

You won't survive on three hours.

I have to catch this guy, Tatiana.

If not, I'll always be a joke.

Why don't they ask Beto?

[music continues]

Listen

I think the best thing is that

we leave things here.

What the hell are you talking about?

About us.

[music continues]

Where is this coming from?

It doesn't matter,

because I'm just your roommate, right?

No.

Nobody knows we're together.

Sometimes, I think you don't even know it.

-You ignore me

-[sighs]

you're never with me, we don't f*ck.

You don't even sleep with me at home.

Look, Tatiana, I'm a cop.

[sighs] What did you expect?

That you'd value us, at least.

Look, I think this is the worst time

to talk about this.

Why don't you wait until I get back,

and then we'll talk?

What for?

It's never a good time to talk with you.

-There's your gate.

-Tatiana.

Go on, you don't want to miss the flight.

[music continues]

Have a good trip.

I hope things go well in Tijuana.

Are you serious?

[music continues]

[music ends]

[plane flies overhead]

-Here you go. Thank you.

-[driver] Thanks.

[actor, through TV]

Almost had a heart attack.

[actor 2] Sorry

So, your son hasn't contacted you?

-Hey, move out of the way.

-[TV continues]

You make a better door than a window, kid.

Honestly.

What did you say?

Your son hasn't contacted you?

No, I don't have a son.

Hey, do me a favor.

Bring my medicine from the dresser. Go on.

[actor 2] Good for you.

[TV continues]

What medicine do you want me to bring you?

About what?

CUAUHTÉMOC ROBLES LEAVES

THE CIPD

AFTER MORE THAN

17 YEARS OF SERVICE

[shutter clicks]

-[speaks indistinctly]

-[shutter clicks]

You've gone too far, idiot.

We're going to Panteón Jardín.

20 YEARS SINCE

THE CAPTURE OF BUTTER MAN:

REMEMBERING GREAT POLICE WORK

[shutter clicks]

YOUNG ROBLES:

SO YOU FIND

THE TRUE GUILTY PARTY

WITH LOVE,

EMILIANO ESCAMILLA

Are you sure you want us to do this?

Yes, Captain.

I'm headed to the airport.

[TV announcer] Zarza gets the ball back

that Hugo Sánchez had lost,

López Zarza has the ball,

-he shoots, and goal, gentlemen

-[agents] Goal!

Beto.

Sir.

Prepare an arrest warrant.

For whom?

MAIN OFFICE

Captain Cuauhtémoc Robles.