Heritor, The (2023)

[bunniefuu]

(heavy bass rumbling)

(tense music)

[Mist VO] Up until six

months ago, I was part

of The Heritors Alliance

under the impression

that we were an honorable band of assassins

who worked together for a

mysterious man and his cause.

We were supposed to clean out the corrupt

and set things straight for his vision

of the new world order.

But we ended up being

mercenaries for the corrupt.

Everyone's a predator.

Everyone has their own cause.

There are no loyalties.

And now, I'm being hunted down like prey.

(rock music)

(g*nsh*t)

Hey! Over there!

Goddammit!

Turn around, she's going east!

(heart beating)

(dramatic action music)

(dramatic piano music)

(man and woman moaning)

[Affair Woman] Look at me.

(phone ringing)

[Mia] Hi mom.

I'm spending the night at Becky's.

Her mom is preparing my favorite,

pepperoni pizza, for dinner!

Pizza.

[Mia] Please don't call me

a million times like you always do.

We're just gonna watch a movie and chill.

I'll be fine.

Okay?

I gotta go.

I'll see you in the morning.

I love you.

I love you too, baby.

(dramatic piano music)

(keyboard typing)

(elegant piano music) (restaurant chatter)

(tense music)

Calavera Catrina.

Our Lady of Death.

Why do you wear it?

She's my guardian angel.

Why do you need one?

Just finish your lunch, Escuincla.

(gentle piano music)

(texts dinging)

[El Mudo] Hello Olivia.

When was the last time someone

called you by your real name?

(tense music)

You don't know me.

But we're more connected than you think.

I'm El Mudo.

I'm the founder of The Heritors Alliance.

I'm the one who sent Miguel, or Ghost,

to recruit you and train

you at a young age.

You were not only chosen

because of your Mexican heritage.

But to fulfill your true destiny.

You never knew your parents.

But this runs in your bloodline.

I'm sure you're aware of our mission.

It was to clean out the corrupt politicians

and set things straight

for the new world order.

But there were rats

within our organization.

Johnson was supposed to be an ally.

They contracted you to

take out the competition

so Johnson could win the election,

but the dirt bag had his own agenda.

Now listen, you have a higher purpose.

Come to Los Angeles immediately.

And I will explain everything.

Please.

Mist.

I've been waiting for years to see you.

(keyboard typing)

(eerie music)

(device beeping)

(tense music)

(keyboard typing)

(device buzzes)

(ethereal harmonizing) (alarm blaring)

(phone ringing)

[Moe] Yo, it's Moe.

What the f*ck?

I thought your heritors took

your codes of honor seriously.

Your apprentice failed the mission.

She took out the wrong target and m*rder*d

the senator's 8-year-old kid.

I mean whatever happened to

your no women, no children crap?

Huh?

I guess it doesn't

apply to ab*rtion either.

She was carrying your son, Miguel.

Don't believe me?

We have her medical records.

Time to stop playing house with that b*tch

and start cleaning house

out of the organization.

Track her down, fix your mess.

Or the senator will get you

both fixed you catch my drift.

(keyboard typing)

(ethereal harmonizing)

(tense music)

Hello Ghost.

Long time no see.

(suspense music)

(Ghost screams)

(tense music)

(keyboard typing)

(Ghost's echo speaking foreign language)

[Moe VO] Listen, this is Moe.

Senator Eric Johnson's

liaison with The Heritor Alliance.

We've been working with your mentor Ghost.

He gave us your contact

before dropping off radar.

We want you to personally

handle this next mission.

There's an American politician

currently vacationing in Ensenada.

He's planning on running for

president back at the States.

Wipe him out.

I've sent you the target's full profile

and schedule activity.

Remember, timing is crucial.

Down to the millisecond.

(dramatic piano music)

(keyboard typing)

(phone ringing)

Hello?

[Agent] Madam Ambassador, our Intel

has acquired some information.

Darling, you haven't touched your food.

I'm not hungry.

You know, you have

been very stressed lately.

Don't worry, Julia.

It's just business.

You know how that goes.

I thought we agreed

that we would not work

while we're on vacation.

You're right.

I'll tell you what.

Go get dressed.

I'll take you out for a night in the town.

Great!

(phone dialing)

(tense music)

Moe.

[Moe] Hey, what's going on, boss?

Did you take care of her?

[Moe] Not yet.

I need some time.

What?

Damn it!

You know I hate loose ends.

[Moe] Don't worry. I'mma get her.

I'm on it.

You better be.

(dramatic piano music)

(tense music)

(keyboard typing)

(phone ringing)

[Johnson] Carlos.

She's at the motel.

Room five.

Strike before dawn.

Don't let me down.

I got you now, b*tch.

(televised rock music) (televised fighting)

Hard day at work?

Turn that sh*t off.

Que te pasa, cabron?

What the f*ck is wrong with you?

Oh I get it.

You're still playing cat and mouse

with that f*cking b*tch, right?

(chuckles)

f*cking Ghost disappeared again, man.

The senator's losing his patience with me.

What?

You sent the ex-boyfriend?

(laughs)

That f*cking p*ssy!

He doesn't have any juevos, cabron!

Idiot, Ghost is a f*cking legend.

Ain't nobody better than him.

Oh yeah?

Then where is he?

She's still out there, you know?

Maybe Ghost still loves her.

But I don't.

I bet you a thousand dollars

I can find her and k*ll the b*tch.

(laughs) The f*ck

out of here with that sh*t.

You're the toothpicks

she cleans her teeth with

after having a big target for breakfast.

Pendejo.

We'll see about that.

Nah, forget it.

(tense music)

Okay, keep searching then.

Good luck, you f*cking put it a.

Is there something you

want to tell me, Carlos?

You want Mist?

I will get her.

And then you will know who

the real f*cking legend is, huh?

Aight.

You got until tomorrow morning.

If you come through, I'll

cut you a big piece of the pie.

(televised rock music)

(dramatic piano music)

(keyboard typing)

Hey, that's not a toy.

Give it to me.

Is that why you need a guardian angel?

Yes.

See this?

It can save a life.

But it can also take a life.

That's why we all need a guardian angel.

Maybe it could be mine!

Maybe, kiddo.

Maybe.

What's your name?

Mist.

I am Mia.

Where are your parents, Mia?

Okay.

Now go to bed

(keyboard typing)

(tense music)

[Julia VO] "Mist, I have recently"

been made aware "of The Heritor Alliance."

"I've found your contact

on my husband's phone."

"Your organization is corrupt"

"because of people like the senator."

"That cheating slimeball has set you up."

"The job he recruited

you to do to supposedly"

"take out a corrupt rival politician"

"was never the intended target."

"He had an illegitimate

8-year-old son living in that area."

"I have attached CCTV

footage of one of his g*ons"

"steering his son straight

into your expl*si*n as proof."

"I am offering you double whatever"

"he was paying you to get rid of him."

"I am going to convince him to meet me"

"down in our cellars

Monday afternoon at 4 PM"

"It's supposed to be our

anniversary vacation."

"Oh, and Mist, he is a mama's boy."

"So pay her a visit."

"Address attached."

"That'll make him confess to everything."

"Then k*ll him."

"Signed, De Wit."

(dramatic acoustic music)

(keyboard typing)

(tense music)

Pew pew!

(giggles)

(whispers) It's cool.

(tense music)

[TV Narrator] It's a risky business.

That's why sometimes we need a push.

(owner laughs)

(rock music)

(Mist gasps)

(violent struggle)

(glass bottle shatters)

(playful oboe music)

Who sent you?

Who?

Who?

(rock music)

(playful oboe music)

(distant violent struggle)

(cartoony TV noises)

(owner laughs)

(rock music)

f*ck!

(distant g*nf*re)

[Man On TV] I've seen it before.

You're stronger than

you look, you know that?

(TV turns off)

(crickets chirping)

Pardon my lack of excitement.

I've seen it before.

(tense music)

(phone beeps)

[Johnson] She's becoming a liability.

Take her out.

Senator Johnson.

(dramatic synth music)

(water running)

(flashback speaking foreign language)

(dramatic music)

(tense music)

(motorcycle running)

Where is she?

Huh?

Where is she?

(speaking foreign language)

Where is she?

(speaking foreign language)

Where is she?

(speaking foreign language)

I don't know!

Wait wait wait wait, wait wait wait.

Here's her key.

Por favor!

(tense music)

(suspense music)

(silenced g*n firing)

(speaks foreign language)

(rock music)

Ain't no use now

Running from the rain

These things drive me insane

Help me repair myself

On the inside

I got nowhere to hide

Evil is tattooed on my tortured soul

Redemption's in mind

But revenge has got me blind

Ah, heard the cries

Here she come, our lady of death

From the white of your eyes

You will draw your last breath

From a twist of a wrist

Like devil's mist

Child, you're next

(tense music)

Senator.

Mist?

Where's Carlos?

Taking a nap.

So tell me, boss.

Why'd you set me up?

Who was that kid?

Was it a love child?

Was his mother blackmailing you?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Don't insult me.

Not if you want to get out of here alive.

Hey.

What's up with Ghost?

We had a lot of fun, me and him.

[Moe] Is he

Dead?

Not even a ghost can dissipate the mist.

Good for you.

Our business here is done.

Oh how's your mom by the way?

You wouldn't.

I've k*lled a child now.

Women are on the menu.

Do you understand what this

upcoming election means to me?

I had to clean out the competition, Mist.

Yeah, I understand.

That we are your janitors.

Ghost.

Carlos.

Myself.

Even your little girlfriend over here.

Should have taken you out myself!

(rock music)

(tense music)

Clean out your offshore account, Senator.

You don't understand.

My wife is a Dutch ambassador.

Do you know what having

an illegitimate child

is doing to my career?

Yeah.

I watched your b*tch

boy throw the kid's ball.

Now someone has to pay.

Okay, fine.

Name your price.

But after that, we're done.

$12 million.

To the Innocenti orphanage.

And the rest of the money into my account.

That's ridiculous!

Well then, it's mommy's turn isn't it?

No. No, don't.

The funds.

You're being unreasonable!

(g*nsh*t)

(Johnson groans)

Wait, Mist.

I have a big job for you.

It'll set you up for life.

I promise.

So will this transfer.

Do it!

Okay.

Okay, okay.

There, you have all the money.

You can check for yourself.

But please, leave my mother out of this.

Please.

It doesn't have to end like this.

Why didn't you finish him off?

He's useless now without

his money and his g*ons.

He's never gonna win this election.

That was not our agreement.

Julia, you?

k*ll him! k*ll him now!

Please. Don't.

(dramatic acoustic music)

Mist!

Mist?

Not anymore, Ambassador.

(rock music)

(bar chatter)

(texts ding)

(tense music)

(keyboard typing)

(Mia muffled cries)

Mia!

It's okay.

It's okay.

(Ghost chuckles)

(g*nsh*t)

(loud thud)

(tense music)

(g*n c*ck)

(heart beating)

(keyboard typing)

(dramatic music)

Hmm.

(ethereal harmonizing)

(keyboard typing)

(dramatic acoustic music)

(dramatic sting)

[Mia] Come on, come on!

I want to go fish!

[Mist] Yeah, I'm gonna catch

a huge one and you know that.

[Mia] Nuh-uh!

I will win this time.

I'll catch a giant one!

Ha!

We'll see about that, young lady.

Hey! Easy on those cookies!

Come on, let's go.

[Mia] Yay!

Go, go!

Get the fishing rod!

Okay, okay, jeez.

(tense music)

Wouldn't it be easier with the fishing rod?

Hands up, Mist.

What?

I said hands up!

Do it!

Okay.

So what's going on?

I thought we were friends.

Snakes don't have friends.

(g*nsh*t)

(dramatic sting)

(uplifting music)

(keyboard typing)

(tense music)

(keyboard typing)

Whoa!

Chill, chill!

Whoa!

Chill, chill, relax!

I'm unarmed!

How'd you find me?

I got a message for you.

"The justice of the Catrina prevails."

Ghost?

My loyalty's to the Alliance now.

Get up!

Look, Johnson's back.

And he's determined

to get you out of the way.

They're gonna replace all

you Heritors with mercenaries.

Kind of like you, huh Moe?

You recruited me for all the wrong reasons.

The Heritors' code of loyalty

is about justice in the system.

Not about personal gain.

You made me k*ll a child.

Yeah, I know.

Ghost explained to me why is it

that you guys do what you do.

He also told me to keep an eye on Johnson.

Technically, I'm still "working" for him.

I don't trust any of you.

Listen, I don't know

what you two got going on.

Some kind of sadistic, eye-gouging, toxic,

traumatic, S&M love bond for one another.

All I know is that he wants to get

the Alliance back in order.

End corruption.

But mostly, he wants your forgiveness.

For what?

For leaving me and running off with Pat?

Or for trying to k*ll me repeatedly?

All I know is that he's trying

to get the Heritor back to you.

Who?

Mia!

That's why he kidnapped

her in the first place.

She didn't betray you, Mist.

She didn't have a choice.

She doesn't even like his a*s.

Mia.

They took my boat.

They left me for dead.

The boat was an easy mark.

I have to go.

And you haven't been on point

with all the sloppy work and drinking.

When is Johnson sending his henchmen?

Tomorrow.

Be prepared.

I'll be staying out of your way.

Moe!

Where's Ghost?

Everywhere.

(tense music)

You got a location, sir?

Yes.

The boys just confirmed it.

I'm sending you the pinned location now.

(text dings)

I got it.

But first, pick up Pat.

I'm not facing that f*cking saint

from Hell without her match.

Pat the Rat, sir?

Drive, Angel.

(suspense music)

(car running)

(tense music)

(henchman grunts)

(g*nsh*t)

Hey!

Over there!

(rock music)

Gotcha.

No you don't.

Goddammit!

Turn around, she's going east!

That way.

There she goes!

Let's go, let's go!

(suspense music)

(tense music)

You.

Mist.

What an honor.

Ghost spoke highly of you.

You should know he left me for you.

Don't be jealous.

He abandoned me too.

Want to have a drink and talk about it?

No.

I'm here to end The Alliance

and take away both of your legacies!

(Pat groans)

(suspense music)

(Pat groans)

There's a place in Hell for both of us.

(dramatic music)

Goddammit!

She's got Pat.

Get me the hell out of here!

What about Moe, sir?

Forget Moe!

Go, go!

(car running)

Mija.

I gotta admit.

You still got it.

(tense music)

Mist!

Take care of each other.

Miguel.

(dramatic music)

I'm sorry, Mist.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

You did good.

(Mia gasps)

Where are your tattoos?

I had them removed.

It's not who I am anymore.

I'm sorry I shot you.

I really am.

Does it still hurt?

Not one bit.

Come on, let's go inside.

[Mia] I'm really hungry.

[Mist] Well maybe we'll

order some pizza or something.

[Mia] I know, let's buy a new boat!

[Mist] A new boat?

(laughs) Get in the house, you crazy girl.

(keyboard typing)

(Johnson humming)

(blues rock music)

(doorbell rings)

I'm coming, baby!

Hey baby!

Why hello, baby.

Aw sh*t!

(dramatic sting)

(keyboard typing)

(tense music)

Whether you set me up, Ghost, Moe,

or Johnson himself, I don't care.

My answer is no.

I'm making this video to submit

my resignation from The Alliance.

Consider this my final report on what has

transpired since I arrived to Mexico.

No women. No children.

Wasn't that the first rule of The Alliance?

Snakes and rats?

Predator and prey?

I choose life.

(dramatic sting)

(soft rock music)

Ain't no use now

Running from the rain

Mistakes drives me insane

Help me repair myself

On the inside, I got nowhere to hide

Evil is tattooed on my tortured soul

Redemption's in mind

But revenge has got me blind

Ah, heard the cries

Here she come, our lady of death

From the white of your eyes

You will draw your last breath

From a twist of a wrist

Like devil's mist

Child, you're next in line

Snatch the g*n and forget the wine

From the white of your eyes

You will draw your last breath

From a twist of a wrist

Like devil's mist

Snakes or rats wait

While inside you lies

Come shed your disguise

Even a ghost can dissipate the mist

Your name's on the list

We'll forever be two blamed for this

Did I save your soul

Or did we switch the role

Ah, heard the cries

Here she come, our lady of death

From the white of your eyes

You will draw your last breath

From a twist of a wrist

Like devil's mist

Child, you're next in line

Snatch the g*n and forget the wine

From the white of your eyes

You will draw your last breath

From a twist of a wrist

Like devil's mist

(singing in foreign language)

Ah, heard the cries

Here she come, our lady of death

From the white of your eyes

You will draw your last breath

From a twist of a wrist

Like devil's mist

Child, you're next in line

Snatch the g*n and forget the wine

From the white of your eyes

You will draw your last breath

From a twist of a wrist

Like devil's mist