by James Cage
SERGIO
They are informants for a rival drug network.
Sergio blows smoke. Jaime crushes his cigarette in the ashtray.
SERGIO (CONT'D)
Tom wants you to take the bricks across the border and deliver the cocaine to him. He doesn't trust my Mexican men.
JAIME
I really don't want any part of this. I don't like this drug business.
Sergio looks directly at Jaime.
SERGIO
Jaime, you have to do this.
Jaime's eyes open wider. He knows what Sergio is talking about. Sergio rubs his cigarette butt into the ashtray.
JAIME (SIGHS)
Where do I cross the border?
SERGIO
Laredo is the best place, lots of traffic and your safety is guaranteed. I have a number for you to call that gringo fuck Rob.
He pushes the briefcase under the table floor over toward Jaime.
SERGIO (CONT'D)
The telephone number is in the briefcase with traveling money.
JAIME
How much traveling money?
SERGIO
Fifteen thousand dollars.
(Pause)
This should not be too difficult for you. Tom and Rob think you are a first class jerkoff.
JAIME
I know.
SERGIO
Do you need anything else?
JAIME
No, I'll take care of things myself.
(Pause)
Sergio, this is my last job. I won't be coming back to Mexico.
SERGIO
OK. I told you years ago that you could leave the organization whenever you wanted. I'll keep my word.
JAIME
Bueno.
Sergio turns towards the Young Blonde Woman and smiles. Then he looks at Jaime. He stands up and shakes Jaime's hand.
SERGIO
Bueno suerte mi amigo. Have a safe trip.
Sergio nods his head and returns to the Young Blonde Woman. Jaime sips the glass of wine.
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