Blow
AUGUSTO He’s not here, George.
GEORGE Yeah, well where is he? And who is this Norman K. guy? That’s all anyone is talking about. Norman K. Norman K. Do I know him?
Augusto lets out a big laugh.
AUGUSTO Norman Cay is not a person. He is an island, George. In the Bahamas. From what they say, it is free and it’s Diego’s new home.
GEORGE What?
Augusto throws an arm around George’s shoulder.
AUGUSTO Let us walk. From what I understand, Diego has bought a hundred and sixty acres, a marina, a hotel, and an airstrip.
GEORGE Motherfucker works fast.
AUGUSTO The word is that soon he is to be king of the middle empire. He is doing multiple runs right now and using the island as a jump-off point.
GEORGE He what?
AUGUSTO Yes. Jack Stevens is already a very busy man. Along with many others. You shouldn’t stay away so long.
GEORGE That’s impossible. We can’t be up and running. Who’s distributing?
Augusto says nothing. But the ball is dropping in Times Square. 10, 9, 8, 7…
GEORGE (CONT’D) Oh, no.
Happy New Year. Streamers, confetti, and champagne. George marches through the kissing guests and over to a phone. He’s steaming. The music is up, so he has to scream.
GEORGE (CONT’D) Hello, Derek? This is George. Am I wearing lipstick? I said, am I wearing lipstick? Because when I’m getting fucked, I want to make sure my face is pretty. You’re buying directly from Diego, aren’t you, you son of a bitch?
INTERCUT
Derek Foreal in full New Year’s regalia, complete with party hat.
DEREK I don’t want to get caught in the middle of this. That’s between you and Diego.
George’s face scrinches in pain.
DEREK (CONT’D) It’s nothing personal, George. Just business.
GEORGE Yeah. I understand. Just business. Right. Fuck you.
The song ends, and George is left standing there screaming.
GEORGE (CONT’D) I bring you in, and this is how you repay me? You little homo! Hey, Derek? Derek?
INT. OLIVEROS MANSION – DINING ROOM – 1979 – LATER
It’s late. The family is all there. Fifteen, twenty strong. Cuban coffees all around.
MIRTHA Que va hacer?
AUGUSTO Que queres decir. Que es lo que el va hacer? Pues, no va hacer nada.
MARIA Alguna cosa tiene que hacer.
FAMILY MEMBER #2 De otra manera, es un marica.
FAMILY MEMBER #3 Un hijueputa
FAMILY MEMBER #1 Maricon.
FAMILY MEMBER #2 Mira, vos sos responsable por el exito de Diego.
FAMILY MEMBER #3 El se esta burlando de vos. Debes hacer algo, hombre.
MARIA No Puedes hacer ni un culo.
AUGUSTO El no va hacer nada. Hay un problema. Aqui, hubo un error y nosotros lo vamos ha arreglar.
BLANCA No le escusches a mi yerno. A el solo le importa la plata.
Blanca reaches into her purse, pulls out an ice pick folded in a piece of linen cloth, and puts it down in front of George.
BLANCA (CONT’D) Vos lo tenes que matar, ahorita mismo. De lo contrario vas a quedar como un marica sin horror.
FAMILY MEMBER #3 Mejor dicho vos sos un aculillado.
FAMILY MEMBER #1 Maricon.
BLANCA Sabes que, vos no tenes pantalones. Nadie te va a respetar. Usa esto. Deja solo un huequito tan pequeno, que ni sangre le va a salir a ese malparido del Diego.
AUGUSTO Blanca, por favor.
MIRTHA Mama, vos sos bien antigua. Como lo va a matar con un picahielo. Eso era en su tiempo, estamos casi ya en los ochenta. El lo va a meter un tiro, lo va a volar, le va a hechar un hijueputa carro encima.
AUGUSTO Dejen la maricada pues! No jodan! Nadie va a matar a nadie! George, debemos hablarle al Patron, es la unica manera, mano.
GEORGE No, no, no, no yo puedo arregarlo solo.
EXT. NORMAN CAY – BAHAMAS – 1979 – DUSK
George cruises through the turqoise water of the Caribbean in a sport fisherman. Before him is Norman Cay. White sand beaches. Beautiful. Pristine.
EXT. NORMAN CAY – DOCKS – DUSK
Waiting for him is Cesar.
CESAR Good to see you, George. It’s been a long time.
INT. THE YACHT CLUB – SUNSET
The Yacht Club is a tavern style bar that juts out over the water. The crimson sky streaks the windows. Diego looks like Che Guavera. His hair is long, and a graying beard sticks through his gaunt face. The bar has been taken over by Diego’s BANDITOS. Automatic weapons and PROSTITUTES accent this drunken setting. George is escorted through the door by Cesar, and the room quiets. All eyes on Diego and George. Diego rises.
DIEGO George, I am happy to see you. How are you, my brother?
GEORGE No more brothers, Diego.
DIEGO Of course we are brothers. Why do you say that? You hurt me, George.
GEORGE You fucked me, Diego.
DIEGO I did not.
GEORGE You went behind my back and you cut me out.
DIEGO No, I never. I would not do that, George. Never.
GEORGE I talked to Foreal, Diego.
There is a pause. Diego’s goons ready their weapons as Diego scoops up a cringer with his pinky and sniffs.
DIEGO Maybe you are right. I did betray you a little bit.
One of the men says something in Spanish and everyone laughs. George is furious. He starts to tremble and his face turns red.
DIEGO (CONT’D) Oh, boo hoo, boo hoo. So sad, George. I stole your California connection. So what? Who introduced you to Pablo Escobar? Me. Who introduced you to your fucking Colombian wife? Me. Who protected you when my friend Cesar Roza wanted to slice your fucking throat, huh? Who mad you millions and millions of dollars? Me. And what do I get in return? This? Accusations? I have always given you everything, George, but that is over now. This is my operation. My dream. So go home, George. Go back to your stupid little life. You can sell half grams to your fucking relatives for all I care. Because you are out!
George lunges at Diego and is immediately grabbed.
GEORGE You’d better kill me now, Diego, because you’re a dead man.
DIEGO George, don’t be so emotional. This is business. Besides, I can’t kill you, you are my brother.
They lead him away.
EXT. YACHT CLUB – CONTINUOUS
George is getting the shit kicked out of him. His teeth broken, kicked in the head, the body, the groin. His arm stomped. Blood and broken bones. It’s a king size beating. The men prop him up and Cesar reaches back and hits him with a haymaker. CRACK. George’s nose is broken. Blood spurts everywhere. George is dropped to the ground, spit on, and left for dead.
CESAR Say “hi” to your pretty wife for me.
EXT. HACIENDA LOS NAPOLES – COLOMBIA – POOL – DAY
A beautiful, sprawling estate. A family barbecue, Colombian style, is in full swing. Kids play soccer. Zoo animals run wild together.
George is led outside by TWO OVER-ARMED BODYGUARDS. Pablo sees him and gives George a big hug.
ESCOBAR George, you look terrible.
GEORGE Yeah, well…
ESCOBAR Diego?
GEORGE Yeah.
ESCOBAR Please. Sit down. We’ll drink some scotch.
GEORGE I didn’t come here to drink scotch.
ESCOBAR I see. I’m sorry about this, George. I’m not happy about this situation. It’s bad. You now know who your Brutus is.
GEORGE You know why I’m here. You know what I have to do. I came here for permission. Out of respect, Pablo. This is bullshit, he’s making me look like a punk.
ESCOBAR It is very difficult. Diego makes me a lot of money. If Diego goes so does the money. You were an excellent teacher, George. When the student has learned well, the teacher is no longer necessary. We must remember we have wives, friends, familia. Even familia that has not been born. But sometimes, we must forget as well. I am like you. I must teach the lesson. We want to teach the lesson. But we cannot. We must remember that life is the teacher.
GEORGE You’re saying life will take care of Diego?
ESCOBAR Life will take care of everybody. Diego, me, you. It is the teacher.
GEORGE I get it. I’m really pissed, Pablo. You know the DEA knows about Norman’s Cay. For Chrissakes, Diego worships Adolf Hitler and John Lennon, that’s fucked up!
ESCOBAR I’m sorry, George.
GEORGE Yeah, well, what are you gonna do? You and me, Pablo? Are we good?
ESCOBAR Of course, George. We are beautiful. We are brothers. Real brothers. Not like Diego. We started this, George.
