Grandma. I don’t need it. Maybe you’re right,
but this is yours. This is yours. You are a true Salvador. You and Ella are Salvadors. Ella was Eric’s joy. And you… …you love Britney even more
than her own mother. You probably love her
even more than me. You never hurt her. Grandma… …I’m scared. Don’t cry. I’ll bring Britney back. That’s a promise. I promise. Hello, Mama. Mikmik’s with me.
We’re on our way. Okay. You are a master liar. Is the plan still on? Yes. But we’re not
going to Mama. If she doesn’t give me Mikmik,
I’ll get her myself. We can’t enter their house. We will. We just need a hostage. Hello, Mama. Where are you? You think you
could fool me? I know you’re with the
police, not Mikmik. What? Cat got your tongue? Where are you now?
Are you here already? Where are my grandchildren? I gave you a chance
to take them back,