Avenge the Crows: The Legend of Loca (Avenge the Crows)

Subtitles by explosiveskull

Keep moving.

Please.

Please. You don't have to do this.

My family is rich.

I can get you anything you want.

I don't want your money, Cuete.

Whoever you are...

you kill me...

you're fucking dead!

My uncle Ronaldo, he's a captain in the cartel.

Do you have any fucking idea what he's gonna do to you

and your whole fucking family when he finds out about this?

Angel?

You know...

I always imagined it would end up like this.

Even when I was locked up!

Me too.

Yo, Peaches.

Hey, yo, bitch!

Yo, bitch! I'm talkin' to you.

Yeah, I know who you are, Los Grajos bitch.

Do you hear me, bitch? Because I say fuck you to you and your whole broken-ass crew!

In Spanish, "Los Grajos" means "The Crows."

And we used to be a powerful street gang.

Before the war with FSD,

we used to run all the blocks east of Euclid and below 94th.

We were organized

and our enemies didn't dare push on our turf.

But, of all the murders, it only took one

to set up the violence in which many of my friends were killed

and Los Grajos was left in ruin.

The Native Americans believe

the crow was once as beautiful and as powerful as the eagle,

with a captivating voice and colorful feathers.

The legend says

his feathers got blackened and his voice made hoarse

because he danced too close to the flames of a great fire.

A fire that sent all the dead souls on Earth

into the sky to become stars.

And the crow was their shepherd,

drawing them closer with his dance.

That's how I know I'm a crow.

I always dance too close to the flames.

The story Christian fed the rest of the crew...

was that some FSD homies pulled up and blasted Manny.

But I know that was a lie.

He wouldn't tell me why.

Now, everything is different.

Without my crew,

I'm forced to push in the shadows...

and live in hiding from my enemies.

Like that FSD puta from the bar.

The only person I have left

is my cousin Cammy.

She's like a sister to me.

Which is what makes everything that's about to happen that much worse.

They say revenge is a pendulum.

Set in motion by those who seek justice.

Its weight measured in grief,

and force determined by blood.

It never stops,

until one day it lands on you,

or someone you love,

and then, you have to make a choice.

What choice?

Between weakness and strength.

Maybe the real strength is in the ability to walk away.

Oh, come on, Tony. I'm talking about life and death here.

There's no walking away.

Life and death.

Is that what you told yourself?

- After you bashed that girl's face in? - Oh, come on.

I walk out to have a smoke, I come back in to a bloody mess.

I told you already, she came at me, I had no choice.

- No choice. - No. I was just sitting here minding my own business

and that FSD bitch starts banging on me

and saying fuck me and my whole crew.

There were three of them.

And she had a pool cue.

All I had was a shot glass.

- I had to improvise. - Sheesh, you don't get it.

- Don't get what? - You're the problem.

Trouble follows you.

And if it happens again, I'm gonna have to banish you from this bar.

Banish me?

Yes, banish you.

It means you can't come back here, ever.

- You're gonna banish your most loyal customer? - My most loyal customer.

Damn right.

Look, mija. I don't wanna argue with you.

But this bar has a bad reputation

because of customers like you that don't know when to quit.

I tell you what.

For this shot...

I'm gonna read your fortune.

This card holds your future.

I doubt that.

Oh, this is bad.

This is really bad.

What's that mean?

It's the Tower.

It means conflict...

Calamity, pain.

But also growth.

- Is that a fact? - Tony, I'm serious.

Look...

I don't believe in this shit.

And I really think this is your future, not mine.

If you keep bashing people's faces in,

this is gonna happen to you.

No, no, it doesn't work that way.

Think about it. My way sounds better.

- Hey, where you goin'? - I gotta go.

Well, don't leave your bruja shit here on the bar!

Ah.

Hey.

I'm sorry. Yeah, I know I'm late.

I'll be there, like, I'll be coming right now.

What?

Cammy...

Cammy, listen to me, listen to me.

What? Who?

Who did this to you?

Cammy. Camarena.

Cammy...

I'm coming right now.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

You gonna miss this place, Joker?

Probably not, homie.

You know, I've been waiting a long time for this.

I talked to Berto.

Everything's set.

Then it's time for you to finish your initiation, Capitan.

She's smart.

More dangerous than you think.

Don't make the mistake of underestimating her.

I'll put the hit on the cousin,

that will distract her.

But I'll watch my back.

You got this. That's why I chose you.

All I'm sayin' is if it gets fucked up,

you're not gonna get a second chance.

What?

Somebody told me that a long time ago.

Yeah? Who's that?

My cousin Elias.

When I was 13.

Pretty much all my mom's boyfriends used to beat her.

But there was this one fool, Albert.

One night, he hit her with a pipe.

I said enough was enough.

So I told Elias what I was gonna do.

And word for word,

he said the same thing.

"Don't miss.

You might not get a second chance."

So what happened?

It's hard to miss with a sawed-off shotgun.

One shot.

Fucking Joker.

Gracias for everything.

See you on the other side of the glass when it's done.

Yes, you will.

- I'm happy you're out now. - Hey. Gracias. How was the wedding?

Party was crazy, dawg. A lot of homies in the pinta.

A lot of 'em dead.

But now that you're out,

let's clean up the barrio, my boy.

That's what I'm here for.

I brought you something. A little surprise.

Come on, now. The bottom.

Enjoy.

Oh, hell nah.

You ready to roll?

Where are we headed?

Fun night last night?

Timon, gracias, dawg. That show was the bomb.

- You know how we do it. - Like kings, homie.

- Oh, shit, when you get that? - Few months ago.

So what, you want me to call you Capitan now?

Nah, nah, nah, I still have another "jale" to do.

- Orale, all right. - You got that address for me?

Got the address and the piece.

I got it from the viejito's house. It's amazing.

- What's amazing? - Casper didn't tell you?

- Nah. - My boy...

- Check this shit out. - Damn.

- Beautiful, right? - That shit is pretty nice.

- -Let me know when you're ready. We'll roll up.

- Gracias. - For the trip.

Appreciate it.

It's the back house. 408.

- You sure? - Positive. I clocked there for a week.

Matter of fact, she works right here down the street.

She's purrty. What you gonna do to her?

Nothing much, holmes.

- Chill right here. I'll be right back. - Orale.

Who's there?