scenes containing all lines spoken by Chico from his first appearance in Losing Your Appeal to his final appearance in Exeunt Omnes.
🚧WORK IN PROGRESS🚧 - missing dialogue from Cuts Like a Knife and Famous Last Words.
transcripts pulled from here and here.
Guerra: Yo, you gonna let him fucking disrespect you like that, man?
Alvarez: Hey, shh. He ain't but two breaths away from going down. Us, we're gonna pull up a lawn chair, we gonna sit back, we gonna relax, and we gonna watch 'em go. You got me? And then we're gonna pick up the pieces of whatever is left over. All right?
Guerra: All right.
---
Alvarez: You shoulda been there, man. Pancamo, out for the count. Schibetta's eyes wide open. His mind is shit.
Guerra: He got raped. By who?
Alvarez: What's up, partner?
Adebisi: Partners, eh?
Alvarez: Yeah.
Adebisi: You and me. We're fucking partners. I said you could help me kill the dago. You didn't do shit.
Guerra: Yo, man, you always let him diss you, man. You afraid of him, ese?
Alvarez: Yo, fuck you. I ain't afraid of nobody, all right?
(In the cafeteria.)
Guerra: I'm gonna kill that motherfucker.
Alvarez: We can't. When we kill, we kill for a reason.
Guerra: I got a reason.
Alvarez: You got shit. It's your fucking fault. I know all about your fucking bullshit, man.
Guerra: Oh, yeah? So when do we go to war? What's it take, huh, Miguel?
---
Hernandez: Man, I know that dude.
Guerra: The new hack?
Hernandez: Yeah, man. He was in Los Diablos.
Guerra: Diablos? You wiped the motherfuckers out.
Hernandez: Rivera was always a pussy.
Guerra: Speaking of pussies.
Alvarez: You shut the fuck up.
---
Hernandez: Alvarez, Rivera's still got his eyes.
Guerra: You gonna do the job, man? Or are you a fag?
Alvarez: I'm just waiting for the right moment. (Guerra makes chicken noises.) You shut the fuck up. I'll take your fucking eyes.
Guerra: Come and try.
Hernandez: Yo, drop it now, all right. Today, white boy. Do it today, Michael.
---
Hernandez: They must've found Alvarez.
Guerra: Yeah.
Hernandez: They'll charge him, attempted murder. Let his ass die in Solitary.
Guerra: Yeah.
Hernandez: I feel bad, man, you know. I was wrong about him, you know. He did have balls.
---
Hernandez: Carlo. You have a good visit with your family?
Ricardo: Yeah, I brought these.
Guerra: It's good to have family.
---
Ricardo: I'm telling you, Metzger's dead.
Guerra: What happened?
Ricardo: Someone cut his throat.
---
Ryan: Jesus Christ. Why they gotta show that?
Guerra: Don't be a vag, O'Reily.
Ryan: Hey, pal, I'm no vag but why they gotta put that stuff on TV?
---
Said: You all right?
Nappa: Yeah. I think I got the flu going. But what you were saying about Hill?
Guerra: Nobody likes a snitch.
Said: That's true but we're going to put that aside for the moment. What I am doing is I am appealing to your sense of conscience. Now, all of you here, you have committed murder, but only in the course of conducting business.
Nappa: It's true, this is different.
Said: You're all family men. Coyle's murder of an innocent family threatens your families on the outside too.
Schillinger: What do you want, Said?
Said: Help me protect Hill. All of us, together. We make it clear to Wangler we will not tolerate any harm coming.
Nappa: You know, I know the Ciancimino family a little, nice people, never hurt a soul. And the father, he died in Nam.
Schillinger: Nam, huh? Count the Brotherhood in.
Said: You?
Guerra: Sure.
---
Alvarez: I did what you asked me. You ain't got nothing to say to me?
Hernandez: You wanna talk, we can talk. You can start by telling me what the fuck you're doing out of solitary.
Guerra: You sucked the warden's dick or something?
Hernandez: Cállate, Guerra!
---
Hernandez: Hey, O'Reily, your brother looked good in the ring the other day, man.
Ryan: What can I say? He gives good hook. Yo, Alvarez, got your first fight today, huh, man?
Alvarez: Yeah, I fight, uh, Jason Cramer.
Ryan: The faggot? My money's on you, cuz. Speaking of money, Guerra, you bet me that Cyril would lose to Robson so pay up.
Guerra: I still can't figure out what happened.
Ryan: Robson lost, period. Cyril won, exclamation point.
Guerra: There's no way Robson got beat fair.
Ryan: You accusing me of cheating, Guerra?
Hernandez: You wanna back off, O'Reily? Nobody's accusing nobody.
Ryan: Better not, Guerra.
---
Ryan: Yo, Alvarez, great fight, man.
Alvarez: What're you talking about? I fucking lost.
Ryan: (Counting his money from the betting) Yeah, but I won.
Guerra: How come everybody you bet on wins?
Ryan: What can I say? I got a gift.
---
Adebisi: I know you're having trouble with Wangler and his crew.
Guerra: Yeah, those bitches.
Hernandez: Chico, you wanna let the man talk?
Adebisi: This is simple. You help me get rid of the niggers, we take over the drug trade.
Hernandez: What about the white guys?
Adebisi: They don't care who they work with, as long as the job gets done.
Guerra: You're asking us to help get rid of your people?
Adebisi: They are not my people. I am an African.
Hernandez: OK. OK, Adebisi. Deal.
---
Guerra: You're asking us to help you take out Wangler, Pierce, Poet. Then you say wait.
Adebisi: I don't want to kill them, or there will be a war between us and the other homeboys. Just want to slow them down.
Hernandez: He's right. We got to make the deed look like an accident.
---
Ricardo: Time to see my family.
Hernandez: Man, your people don't quit, huh? That's ok, bro, long as they keep bringing them goodies.
Guerra: No shit.
Hernandez: One of these days I'm gonna have to tag along just to thank your mom myself, all right?
---
Hernandez: Miguelito, Feliz Navidad!
Guerra: Where'd you disappear to, man?
Alvarez: What do you mean, disappear?
Ricardo: All four of us are together, only three of us are cuffed.
Hernandez: C'mon, guys. Back up, man. You gotta forgive them, Miguelito. They had a lot of time to themselves to wonder about things. But me, I don't wonder. I know. You're not one of us. You never will be.
---
Guerra: You leaving us, Alvarez?
Ricardo: Before you go, we wanna give you something.
[Guerra and Ricardo attack, Alvarez stabs Ricardo]
Alvarez: First day I got here, I got stuck. Remember, you fucking cocksucker?
---
Guerra: If I had to die, I'd go lethal injection, man.
Poet: Me, I'd O.D. An ounce or two of heroin, straight up.
Stanislofsky: The State is not going to give you drugs.
---
Guerra: Bevilaqua says he just found out Alvarez killed Carlo. Bevilaqua wants to know, man, if you want him to finish the job on Alvarez.
Hernandez: Tell him, yes. Tell him I want this [???] dead already.
---
Guerra: Fucking Alvarez, man, he’s got more lives than a cat.
Hernandez: Yo, man, he still alive?
Guerra: He’s barely, in the hospital ward.
Hernandez: Well, you make sure that fucking scum bag don’t make it out of there, okay, pendejo?
---
Hernandez: Yo, brother, shit's going down.
Guerra: Yeah, but what? We’re on the outside, nose against the glass.
Hernandez: Yeah, not for long, brother. Fucking hacks wanna know how Frenchy got the gun.
Guerra: And you know who did?
Hernandez: Fucking coco man. Adebisi. I saw him with the gun the day before the shooting.
Guerra: Does Adebisi know you know?
Hernandez: Not yet, probably gonna find out soon enough.
---
Hernandez: Chico, Chico, Chico. Man, you fucking disappoint me.
Guerra: Why, El Cid?
Hernandez: I asked you to kill Miguel Alvarez, is he dead?
Guerra: No.
Hernandez: I don’t like that word, no.
Guerra: Carlos Martinez is in the bed next to Alvarez, but he’s having trouble getting a weapon.
Hernandez: I don’t give a fuck if his mother's in bed next to him, get the fucking job done or I find me another Lieutenant. Get the fuck out of my face, now.
[Pod]
[Guerra takes a shank from under one of the ceiling panels]
---
Hernandez: I want word out on the street. when Alvarez shows his face, I want his fucking heart ripped out and shoved up his fucking ass.
Guerra: El Cid!
Hernandez: Go.
Adebisi: Alvarez, I’ll kill you.
---
Rebadow: Mr. Morales?
Guerra: Whoa, slow down there, Rebadow.
Rebadow: I want to talk to you.
Morales: Let him be, Chico. What do you need?
---
Morales: You feel better now?
Guerra: Hey, killer.
Browne: Dog in the house.
Adebisi: Watch out, Busmalis!
---
[Morales-Guerra pod.]
Morales: I've gotta think of some good shit to tell this jamoke. He's only gonna use the best stuff.
Guerra: You're gonna make shit up?
Morales: Well, I can't tell him the truth, can I? But I want to be on camera. Can't let these matinee-idol looks go to waste.
[Guerra laughs. Morales hits him in the back through the mattress.]
Morales: Callate!
Guerra: Ay, yi yi.
Morales: Pendejo.
---
Guerra: Oh, mamacita.
Murphy: Keep it in your pants, Guerra, let's go, keep it moving. Jesus.
---
Guerra: Alvarez is coming back.
Morales: So?
Guerra: The motherfucker tried to kill me.
Morales: Yeah, only because you tried to kill him. Or did I get the story wrong? You let it go, Chico.
---
Guerra: You put something in Alvarez's food.
White: Like what?
Guerra: I don't know, rat poison or something. Look, the point is, you kill him, Omar, I'll see you get all the fucking tits you need, huh? What do you say?
White: No.
Guerra: No? Why no?
White: I just don't like you.
Guerra: You don't like me.
White: I can't put my finger on it. I don't know if it's the way you look, or your smell, your breath, the way you talk, I don't know what, you know, it's just something about you just rubs me the wrong way.
Guerra: Yeah? Well, fuck you, nigger.
[White takes a kitchen knife and stabs Guerra. COs drag him off.]
---
Ryan: I loved Candace Bergen's tits, man.
Morales: The other girl was cute.
Guerra: Lily Tomlin?
---
[Kenmin tries to pass but is stopped by Guerra]
Guerra: Hey, step back, Chinaman.
Kenmin: Don't push your luck with me, Guerra. And just because you and Redding make nice nice doesn't mean I'm not gonna whack your taco-eating ass.
Guerra: I said step back.
---
[White starts prowling around, gets some drugs - Guerra approaches]
Guerra: How you feeling there, Omar?
White: I'm feelin' pretty good.
Guerra: Really? I still feel all kinds of aches and pains from when you stabbed me.
White: Yeah, you know, I'm sorry about that.
Guerra: Oh... you're sorry?
White: Yeah. I'm sorry you didn't die.
[Flashback: Guerra pushes a little person off a building and then spits on him]
Guerra: (in flashback) Bullshit, man. Motherfucker!
Hill: (Voiceover) Prisoner number 9-6-G-5-2-2. Carmen Guerra.
[The Box]
Hill: A.K.A. "Chico". Convicted June 4th, 1996. Murder in the first degree. Sentence: 53 years. Up for parole in 17.
[Em City- stairs to McManus's office]
Guerra: Yo, McManus, I gotta talk to you, man.
McManus: Later.
Guerra: It's about your pet project, Omar White.
McManus: What about him?
Guerra: He's still a tit man.
McManus: And you feel compelled to tell me this out of some need to save his soul?
Guerra: He shanked you and he shanked me and it's only a matter of time before he shanks someone else. Shake him down, you'll find drugs.
[Em City- Quad]
Murphy: Shakedown!
[Omar's drugs are found]
Mineo: Lookee, lookee.
[Guerra's drugs are found]
Guard: Double play.
---
(Em City, Morales Pod)
Guerra: You having any visitors come in today?
Morales: Yeah. My sister Annette.
Guerra: Nice.
Morales: Yeah. She's a great gal. I love her to death. She's always been there for me when I needed her. I mean she's also a bit of a head case but...
---
Guerra: Welcome home Miguel. Been hoping and praying for this day. We got unsettled business, you and me.
Alvarez: Oh yeah?
Guerra: You killed my boys. Carlo Ricardo and Jorge Vasquez. You got to pay.
Alvarez: Spit. Sweat. Blood.
Guerra: What?
Alvarez: Bodily fluids. Fluids the body produces. Piss and tears. Some voluntary. Some not so voluntary. When I was in my cubby hole, you know, I had a lot of time to think about my fluids. My juices, you know. My shit.
Guerra: You're fucking nuts Alvarez.
Alvarez: Yes, very. That's right, it's me I'm fucking nuts. You say I got to pay? Fine. Put this on my tab okay?
(punches Guerra)
(Hacks arrive)
Murphy: Hey what the fuck's going on in here?
Guerra: We're taking showers.
Murphy: With your clothes on? Up against the wall. Come on move it.
Alvarez: What? Me too?
Murphy: (pulls off Alvarez's towel) Nah. I can see you're clean.
[Another hack finds a shank on one of the inmates]
Murphy: Alright. Confine these two dinks to their cells. Put Guerra in the cage. Come on move it. Got anything else to say Alvarez?
Alvarez: Man is 80% Water!
---
White: Hey Guerra. You know you look like a gorilla I seen one time in the fucking Bronx zoo.
Guerra: Fuck you. you better hope they don't let me out of here soon White because your fucking black ass is mine. Motherfucker.
White: Woooo. Hey! Anybody got a banana I can feed to the fucking ape?
---
(Em City. Guerra is removed to from the cage, White is put in)
Guerra: What'd you say about a banana?
---
Guerra: Here comes the dead man.
Alvarez: Make your move bro.
Guerra: Later. But I'm keeping an eye on you.
Alvarez: Truer words never been spoke man.
Guerra: The hell's that mean?
Alvarez: Being that you only got one good eye. Droopy eyed motherfucker.
[Guerra attacks Alvarez and the other inmates cheer]
---
Guerra:(playing video game) Woo...got get it baby...woo, hoochie mama, mmm.
Alvarez: I want you to stab me.
Guerra: What?
Alvarez: I want you to shank me. I won't retaliate.
Guerra: Man. Are you going to let me kill you?
Alvarez: Not kill. Stab in the shoulder. Proposition's this. I give you a free shot at me, and in return I don't die.
Guerra: The fuck you talking about?
Alvarez: I'm willing to take the blow. Wouldn't it be satisfying just to stick me?
Guerra: Immensely fucking satisfying.
Alvarez: Okay. To make sure you hold up your part of the bargain I want witnesses. I want a lot of them.
Guerra: I get this. You let me take a swipe at you, and the hacks throw me in solitary for the next 10 years.
Alvarez: No. We'll do it when the guards aren't around. You'll control that. I just want the inmates to so, so in case you do decide to kill me, one of the inmates go to Glynn, give you up. You end up on death row.
Guerra: Deal.
[Guerra Pod]
Guerra: What that loco motherfucker don't know, is I am going to kill him. After he's down, I slip a shank in his hand and it's self defense.
Morales: Fuck.
Guerra: What's the matter?
Morales: My sister's dead. And ever since the news I've felt nothing. And now you tell me your going to kill Alvarez and I feel this little charge in my belly. Jesus what the hell is that?
Guerra: It's nothing.
Morales: My little sister worshiped me. You can't kill Alvarez.
Guerra: What?
Morales: I haven't shed a tear for a sister who thought that much of me, and at the same time this Alvarez thing is revving me up. It's not right. There's something wrong. And out of respect for Annette I got to take a look at that. We both do.
Guerra: What's happening is you're on a delayed reaction. You're still in shock. In a week you'll be crying like a baby over your sister. Thing is, we don't got a week. Our best chance to kill Alvarez is here. Right now.
Morales: Chico.
[Gym]
Alvarez: We ready?
Guerra: Ready.
Alvarez: Yo! Yo my man look over here! Over here guys! Over here watch this! Alright. Ready.
[Guerra stabs Alvarez]
---
Alvarez: We got to talk.
Guerra: Oh, you want me to shank you again? Okay.
Alvarez: Can I sit down?
Inmate: Blow me.
Morales: Get up. Have a seat.
Guerra: So?
Alvarez: You tried to kill me.
Guerra: No I didn't. You're alive ain't you? That was our deal.
Alvarez: You were supposed to stab me in the shoulder man. Blade went in a quarter of an inch from my heart.
Guerra: Must have fucking moved chocha. What can I say?
Alvarez: You ain't got to say nothing. I just want you to know that I know the truth man. I'm going to honor our agreement. I didn't die, I ain't going to retaliate.
Morales: Backing off. A wise move Miguel. Listen to me carefully. I'm never going to welcome you back to El Norte. But what I will do, is guarantee that we'll leave you be.
Guerra: What the fuck are you talking about?
Morales: All scores are settled.
Alvarez: Excuse me.
---
Guerra: I'm missing the point here.
Redding: Months ago we agreed to a truce. The only thing is neither one of us meant the oaths we swore. I say we make the lie a reality. I say we work together.
---
Guerra: I got a postcard from my honey. She's in Maui.
Ryan: Oh yeah man. Maui? Maui's awesome. You know you can actually climb down into a volcano there? And the women, they got great, great...They got great inner beauty man.
Guerra: You been to Maui?
Ryan: No. I just read it in National Pornographic. You know, lots of color photos and shit.
Sister Pete: Does it bother you that your girlfriend is in Hawaii, Chico?
Guerra: No. I know that Consuela still loves me, and I want her to be having a good time and all, but that postcard, it really ripped my heart out you know? Places I'll never see.
Hill: There are worse things then your woman going on vacation.
Guerra: Yeah. like what?
Hill: She could leave you. She could send you a letter one day and say, you know the time has come for her to move on with her life. I'm saying, I thought the worst thing that could happen to me was losing my legs. Losing my freedom. But Annabella, that's like losing my manhood. Another big chunk of who I am.
---
[Showers. Velez puts a shank against Guerra's back]
Guerra: What the fuck are you doing Jaime?
Velez: Sorry bro. You got to die. That's just how it is.
Guerra: Wait. At least do me in the front. Let me die like a man.
[Guerra pushes Velez down]
Guerra: Just how it is, right bro?
[Guerra bashes Velez's head into a wall]
---
Ryan: Check it out. The boys brought their dates home.
Guerra: So has your little mongrel learned about pain yet?
Alvarez: You better stay the fuck away from her.
Guerra: Oh, You afraid I'm going to hurt your little poochie woochie?
Alvarez: No. I'm afraid she might hurt you bro. Come on girl. Come on. Get inside.
---
Guerra: Yo White. You take requests?
White: Sure motherfucker. What you want to hear?
Guerra: Shut the fuck up.
White: I will not fight. I will not fight.
Guerra: See if you can sing now motherfucker.
Said: Leave him alone Guerra.
Guerra: Or what?
Murphy: All right, break up the square dance. Come on. As in right fucking now.
Guerra: Tell Mr. Bo Jangles, keep his fucking trap shut.
Murphy: Get the fuck out of here now. Move it.
---
Guerra: Whoa, what the fuck is this, man?
Busmalis: Ms. Sally's new TV series, Sallycise. It's a health and exercise show.
Guerra: Yeah, well, one of my muscles is already getting bigger.
---
Ryan: Glen Shupe.
Morales: What about him?
Ryan: I need that cocksucker to have an accident.
Guerra: How severe?
Ryan: Not dead, just diminished. And it can't be traced back to me.
Morales: What do I get in return?
Ryan: Jia Kenmin dies, and it can't be traced back to you.
Morales: Deal.
---
[Computer Room]
Poet: Hey, yo, Chico, my man.
Guerra: What do you want?
Poet: Yo, we got a problem, man. Burr thinks that you gave Hill the juice that sent him into hyperspace, and he growling for revenge.
Guerra: Me?
Poet: Yeah.
Guerra: No, man, yo, the Sicilians probably did.
Poet: That's what I tried to tell him, but you know Burr, man, he want confirmation. So I got a solution. You got to find somebody who will say that they saw the dagos give Hill the shit.
Guerra: Who?
Poet: I don't know who, man. Somebody with no, no, what you call it? No vested interest.
Busmalis: Excuse me. What? What?
---
Ryan: Hey, everybody, check it out, Shupe's back. Let's give him a hand.
Guerra: You're a regular Chris Rock there, O'Reily.
Ryan: What can I say? It's a talent.
Guerra: Speaking of talents, you made a deal with us, we'd hurt Shupe if you'd air hole Jia Kenmin.
Ryan: Well, I never said I'd do the deed myself. I'm going to find someone to do it who the COs can't blame.
Guerra: Who?
Ryan: The COs themselves.
---
Ryan: Hey, Charlie Brown.
Guerra: Maritza. Maritza. Maritza, mi amore, pronto estare en sus brazos.
Alvarez: Fuck you.
Guerra: Oh, careful Miguel. You wouldn't want a smudge on that record this late in your parole.
Guard: Shut the fuck up.
Guerra: You know what would be a terrible tragedy? Just before you got out, if Maritza... has some kind of accident.
Alvarez: You hurt her...you're dead. You fuck with my parole, you're dead.
Guerra: Oh, you're so fucking beautiful when you're angry.
---
Urbano: Isn't that touching?
Morales: Look, I know I didn't do right by you guys, siding with that nigger, muscling you out of the tit trade. I'm sorry, okay?
Seggio: Sorry? You think sorry's going to be enough?
Urbano: Mario, please. I think you'll find that we Sicilians are misunderstood, that at heart...We can be very forgiving people.
Morales: Oh, yeah? And what's that forgiveness going to cost?
Urbano: Redding's 50%, 10 of yours.
Guerra: That's bullshit.
Morales: Chico. Okay. One condition, though. You kill Redding.
Urbano: My pleasure.
---
Morales: I don't understand the man. Franky Urbano goes to stab Redding, kills Hill, but Redding hasn't even tried to retaliate.
Guerra: Redding's plotting something. That's for sure.
Morales: Yeah, but what?
---
[Cafeteria. Guerra and Torres fight]
Mineo: Enough!
[McManus's office]
McManus: So, what was that little scuffle with Torres about?
Guerra: I don't know, he's crazy.
McManus: Okay, Chico. You know, I've been doing some sniffing around, and I've been able to piece together some information I thought you'd find sort of interesting. It's about Miguel Alvarez. Every problem he's had for the past five years or so, is somehow tied to you.
Guerra: Me? No.
McManus: So I'm telling you this. If Miguel has anymore difficulties, I'm gonna be looking to blame you. And now that we got a lot of free space in solitary, my first reaction to any trouble will be to ship your ass there.
Guerra: Wait a minute!
McManus: Unless you become Alvarez's new best friend.
[Alvarez comes in]
McManus: Miguel. We were just talking about you. Guerra's got something to say to you.
Guerra: Yeah. You know...you and me, we started out as friends. And even though a whole lot of shit has come down since then, I'm thinking maybe we could, you know.
Alvarez: Yeah, Chico. Los siento mucho si tradate de lastimare. Agradezco que estas vivo. Asi te lo puedo decir en la cara.
Guerra: Yo Tambien.
McManus: Shake hands.
[Em City]
[Guerra/Morales pod]
Morales: I saw you and Alvarez making nice. Were you serious?
Guerra: The truth? I don't know. I've hated his guts for so many years, now I can't even remember why. And today, I almost got my throat cut. That started me thinking. Enrique, you ever feel like you've lost your appetite for all of the bullshit?
Morales: Yeah. When my sister died in that bus accident.
Guerra: That's right. You were talking peace and patience back then. What happened?
Morales: Oz. Oz is what happened. Fucking Oz.
[Morales nods at Alvarez]
---
[Morales/Guerra pod]
Morales: What if Martinez jabbers on me?
Guerra: He hasn't yet, he never will.
Morales: Now and never is not the same thing, Chico. Being in solitary can wear a man down, and if Carlos is sick, the hacks are withholding medicine until he turns.
Guerra: What could we do?
Morales: Kill him.
Guerra: Enrique, no, he's one of us.
Morales: Yeah, but for how long?
---
Morales: Man, I wish to Christ I could figure out what Redding is up to.
Guerra: Rumor is, he's walking away from the kitchen, that he's gonna be foreman of the telemarketing business.
Morales: That don't mean he'll stop slinging. And what we need is more information. Alvarez, join us.
Alvarez: You want me to sit with you?
Morales: Yeah, I figure, you and Guerra made peace you won't be stabbing each other with the silverware. Besides, I got a question.
Alvarez: Nine inches, baby.
---
Brass: Martinez, you look like fucking hell.
Guerra: Brass giving you grief?
Martinez: Always, man, always.
Guerra: Listen up. Morales is worried you're going to tell Brass the truth about how his ankle got cut.
Martinez: No, I would never tell, I swear on my life.
Guerra: That's what Morales had in mind. He wants me to shank you.
Martinez: I'm too weak to fight, Chico.
Guerra: Que estas fuerte.
Martinez: Gracias, hermano.
Guerra: Stay strong.
[Morales/Guerra pod]
Morales: Is it done?
Guerra: No. I talked to Martinez, he's not gonna jabber on you.
Morales: I told you to kill him. That was an order.
Guerra: He's a compadre. You want him whacked? Do the deed yourself.
Morales: I will. And I won't fuckin' forget this.
---
Guerra: Enrique, I heard about what happened.
Morales: Get away from me, you Judas.
Guerra: Hey, I'm no Judas.
Morales: Did you kill Martinez? Did anybody in El Norte kill Martinez?
Guerra: No.
Morales: Then move the fuck away from me. Muevete!
---
Guerra: You want any of Morales' stuff?
Alvarez: No.
Guerra: I feel bad. Enrique was really angry at me when he died.
Alvarez: Well, then it's probably best he's dead. He would have made your life miserable.
Guerra: True. But he's got no family left. They're gonna stick his body in Potter's field.
Alvarez: He ain't gonna know the difference.
Guerra: More and more, compadre, I'm tired of all this shit.
Alvarez: I hear you, man.
Guerra: Pancamo asked me who was gonna lead El Norte.
Alvarez: What'd you say?
Guerra: You.
Alvarez: Fuck that. I told you, man, I'm keeping my head down until my next parole hearing.
Guerra: Miguel.
Alvarez: No.
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Guerra: Especially since Busmalis didn't learn his lesson of the day the first time. Ms. Sally says, "Don't try and marry my slutty secretary."
Busmalis: They're jealous. The two oldest guys in the joint are the only true Romeos.
Alvarez: Yo, Busmalis, are you really gonna do it again? Getting left at the altar and all?
Poet: Even if the wedding do go through, he gotta play baby daddy to a kid ain't even his.
Busmalis: Some might consider that an act of generosity.
Rawls: I consider is an act of insanity. The brat was conceived on what should have been your honeymoon. That's like, freakier than cloning.
Alvarez: Yo, the Warden's not even gonna let him get a kick off conjugal.
Guerra: Marriage ain't marriage without sex.
Alvarez: That's right.
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[Em City]
Guerra: Who the fuck is that?
Alvarez: It's Torquemada, a club owner. King of the night.
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[Guerra is stoned]
Alvarez: Where'd you get that?
Guerra: From Torquemada. You ever been to one of his clubs?
Alvarez: Nope. Never got past the velvet ropes. Uh-uh. You better slow up on those things, man.
Guerra: I got into Dino's once. The lights, the sounds and the women, muy sabrosa.
Alvarez: Yo, Chico, settle down, man. The guard's gonna put your ass in the restraining chair.
Guerra: Torquemada says he's going to start giving Destiny to the fucking hacks, too, man. Whoo! What's going on? What's going on? Where am I? Shit.
Alvarez: It's okay.
Guerra: Don't touch me, don't, don't! Don't finger me, don't! Ahh! Get it off! Get it off of me!
Alvarez: Yo!