You better talk to this guy.
Come with me.
Stay with him.
Go get the boat and call the guys.
All right, they're done loading the zodiac.
They just need to know where to go.
The small beach near Barbate.
Tell them if no one's there to meet them, they'll unload everything themselves.
What?
That guy acts like he knows what he's doing, but everything's messed up.
Fucking typical.
It's fine, forget about it.
I have people on their way now. They'll be there soon.
All right.
I just leave this on the beach?
Yeah, just leave them there.
What the fuck is this?
Shit!
Talk to me.
I was right.
That son of a bitch, Juan…
-Okay. -Chaash.
You have to take care of this now, brother.
All right, don't worry.
Let's go, brother.
-Everything all right? -No.
Everything's not all right.
Everything's fucked!
How so?
Tell me, why?
Why, my brother?