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Lucas is a lunatic.
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He's one of those guys
you either love or hate.
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And I personally love him like a son.
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He'd be the best cop in town if it weren't
for all those movies he's watched.
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You call yourself a cop, huh, sucker?
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Let me see your badge.
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- My badge?
- Yes, your badge.
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- You want to see my badge?
- Yes, your badge, smart ass!
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You like my badge?
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Or do you want to see more?
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Hands behind your head,
and walking toward the car!
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Come on!
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Joyfully singing something!
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Louder!
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[Sara, the kid]
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Luck does things like making the
sperm of a fat and ugly guy like me,
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beget a child like Sara,
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so sweet and happy.
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I only hope she never crosses paths
with any idiot who would make her suffer.
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Mariano!
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Happy birthday!
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Thanks! You remembered!
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Lola, no gifts, okay?
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Sarita?
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What do you mean you
dropped your father's gun?
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- Which one? The standard-issue?
- No, the other one.
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Please come. City police is here
and they cordoned off the area.
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Don't tell Dad, please.
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Fuck, Sarita! Fuck!
I'm coming, I'm coming.
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You didn't give me any eye signal.
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And I didn't know if we were
playing good, bad, or ugly cop.
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But I did signal you, Paco.
I squinted my eye.
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- Where is he going now?
- I don't know.
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It's okay, it's okay.
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It was an accident. Sara dropped
a box, but everything's fine.
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Oh, my baby! Sara! Sara!
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Fuck!
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Let's see...
Deputy Inspector Fernandez.
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I got this. I'm confiscating the gun.
Please clear out the street. Thank you.
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Grandma, let go! I'm fine!
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This is beyond me! Why would
you let a hoodlum into our house?!
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How was I to know...
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It's alright, I got him.
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What are you doing? Let go!
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Be quiet because this is burglary,
a trespassing-private-property crime, kid.
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- A what?
- It means you're in a big mess, kid.
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Lucas, please!
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What?
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Not so cocky now, are you?
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Well, don't get so worked up.
It was just an accident.
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My life is an accident, Lucas,
and it just keeps getting worse.
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I make a fool of myself
at job interviews,
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my daughter throws
guns out of windows,
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and hoodlums pace down my
living room like they owned the place!
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Want more?!
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Well, okay.
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What happened?
Is the job hunt not going well?
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Not going well? Hmm!
I've opened my eyes.
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I'm a good-for-nothing.
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I don't know English, or IT,
or how to dance, or anything!
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Worst of all, without Paco's bonuses,
we can't make ends meet.
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I see.
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Um...
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Lola, take this.
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Lola, take it please.
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Take it please.
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Lucas.
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Lola!
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- Thank you.
- Of course.
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And don't say anything to Paco, okay?
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And don't worry about work because
I'm sure you'll find something, okay?
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Hey, I think it's best if this hoodlum left.
I can't stand him anymore.
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I'll catch this thug some other day.
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I wasn't made for work, Lucas.
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You take me out of my
kitchen and I get lost.
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Don't say that!
You're very valuable.
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Besides, there are a lot
of easy jobs. There's...
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I have a friend who works from
home and earns a lot of money.
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Really? Doing what?
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Um... Well, that was just an example.
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What I mean is that there are options.
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Okay, but what does that friend
who works from home do? Call her!
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Maybe she can help me out.
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Not this job, Lola. No.
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What? Am I not good enough for it?
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Fuck, drop the guns!
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Isn't one dead guy enough?
We really screwed up this time!
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Dad?
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Um...
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I told you this gun is jammed, Paco!
It doesn't work!
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- Are you staying for dinner?
- No.
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No, I didn't even have time.
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Fuck, I need a drink.
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Fuck! Fuck!
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Fuck, we got a big problem!
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This is a bottle opener.
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You use it so you don't
have to take out the gun.
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Right.
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- Hey, Lucas...
- Yeah?
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- Can I ask you a question?
- Of course.
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How did you lose your virginity?
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Fuck! What a day!
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What type of question is that?
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Well, I don't know.
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The type of question for which
I'd like to know the answer.
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Why? I have more.
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Don't you think you're too
young to be talking about this?
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I've already thought about
how I want to lose mine.
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You know how?
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No, nor do I want to know.
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And if you have to tell someone, then...
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talk to a friend, or a teacher, or write
it in a journal. Tell anyone but me.
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I want it to be at night.
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In a cop car with the sirens on.
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Sarita, have you gone crazy or what?
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Should we call your father
in here so he can hear this?
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Is that what you want?
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Besides, why are you telling me this?
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I'm your uncle!
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Well, technically you're not my uncle.
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At most, you're my ex-uncle-in-law.
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It's just that...
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I don't know whom
I'd like to lose it to.
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If to someone my age or...
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to someone who's much
older and experienced.
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Someone who will
treat me with affection...
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who has handcuffs...
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and a gun.
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Fuck!
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I'm going with this nutcase
or he might get beat up.
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- Be careful, okay?
- Yes, yes.
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Why did you break into their house?!
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Don't you have your own?!
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Hi.
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It's hard to find parking here.
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I had to double park
and leave the sirens on.
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Where's your father?
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- Psst, Lucas.
- Yeah?
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I got a piercing.
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A what?
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Wanna see it?
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What?
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[Hey Handsome]
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I'm telling you she's a looker, bro.
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A really hot chick.
Let's see if she's inside.
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She might be hot,
but her father's a cop,
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and so are his friends and
they have a short temper.
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Whatever.
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Look, your neighbor's G-string.
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Whatever! She's a daddy's girl.
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Hey, what are you doing?
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No, I'm out.
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She must have a burner
between her legs.
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Who wouldn't want to be
Sara Miranda's thong panty?
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Your mother's thong panty,
that's what you're going to be.
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Brat! Give it here!
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I don't care... damn it!
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Relax. Leave them to me.
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Against the wall.
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What do you mean, bro?
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What do I mean? Should I spell it out
for you in Morse code with this handle?
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Against the wall! You too, now!
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Stay there against the wall!
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Let's see.
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So are done yet, RoboCop?
Or are we also getting fingerprinted?
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Mouth shut!
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What? You like looking at girls' panties?
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You like looking...
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Don't look at me or
I'll bust your head, kid!
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You like that?
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How about wearing them?
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Will you still be as gutsy then?
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No. Then you'll run scared
because you're a couple of girls!
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I don't want to see you around
here for at least a couple weeks!
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You hear?!
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Get out!
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GIT!
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And you,
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don't hang your panties out there
because they're a distraction.
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What are you talking about, Dad?
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I'll get ready and be back, okay?
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Okay, okay.
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- Hey, Tito.
- What?
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I'm running late. Why don't
you take me to school?
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No! I, I can't.
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Come on, please take me.
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N-no. I can't. I'm short on time.
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Alright, Sarita, off to
school or you'll be late.
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Sara! Sara!
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- Sarita.
- What?
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Sara...
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Subs by: Mosstracer
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