Ozorio: I loved that Cuban cocksucker with all of my heart and he cuts a chunk out of me. I need Enrique to talk to Javier,
Mukada: To call him? From Oz?
Ozorio: My brothers voice travels far. He don't need a phone if you know what I'm saying.
Mukada: No. Please don't tell me anymore.
Ozorio: You're a priest. You can't say nothing to nobody.
Mukada: No, that's only during confession. We're not in a confessional. We're on a bus.
Ozorio: Oh don't get so technical.