Later, Ramone pulls up to the curb as Michael VOs, "In an army, a chain of command gets activated by unusual events. Tanks amassing on a border, a hacking attack on a central computer, assassinations of key personnel." As Michael steps out of Ramone in wingtips, a black suit, a solid fire-engine red tie with shirt and pocket square to match, and his hair flattened into a severe side-part, the VO continues, "A street gang's chain of command is no different. Showing up in a stolen car and making a splashy entrance will get a message sent up the ladder." And I guess the message Michael's going for is, "Look out, it's Evil Regis!" Four gang types happen to be conveniently stationed at the spot where Michael pulled up, and they step out to meet him, not in a particularly welcoming way. "I'm looking for Omar," Michael says in a Batman-style whisper. The unnamed leader of this little unit -- the smallest of them, ironically, who's such a little bad-ass that I'm going to call him El Burrito Mal -- says they've been looking for that car. "You found it," Michael rasps. He soon finds himself staring down the barrel of one of the other guys' guns. But not for long, because he grabs it, twists the guy's arms around, and has the man's own gun to his neck before any of the other dudes can react. Lucky for Michael they apparently have standing orders to never have more than one of them draw at a time. "I'll be waiting for Omar in there," Michael says, and drags his hostage past them into the nearest store. Then he does something to show how much he means business: he flips around the "Closed" sign in the window. Brr!
A bit later, as Sam and Fi watch from their stakeout point up the block, some cars pull into the parking lot across the street, one of which disgorges Omar. We know it's him because Sam remarks to Fi, "Here comes the king of the barrio." "Omar -- King Of The Barrio," the subtitles confirm. Can the subtitles get some new shtick, maybe? Omar and about five of his guys enter the store, to find Michael's hostage up against a support pole with duct tape on his mouth and Michael himself leaning against the pole, not even looking at him. Which is not to say that gun isn't still pressed against his neck. "Nice suit," Omar says. "What are you, the devil or something?" Or just someone who watches too many James Bond movies? Without looking at him, Michael whispers, "Call me whatever you like. But my name is Louis." El Burrito Mal suggests they beat his ass. Omar just gives him a look and asks Michael what he wants. Michael tells Omar about Rincon, and how Omar is going to find him. "Because his business is hurting children. And your business is protecting them." While the two of them fence verbally, Michael giving nothing away, Sam and Fi are busy outside. She's sticking a bomb under the muffler of a car, and Sam is breaking into Omar's Impala to plant a bug. Omar hotly says that he looks out for his people, protecting them from the gang-bangers one block over and keeping babies from going hungry, so he doesn't have time to "play with no devil or whatever." Michael grits. "The devil wants Rincon's soul. I just want the man. The faster you give him to me, the faster I go away." "Or what?" Omar asks. "Or this," Michael says, and snaps his fingers. That car in the parking lot blows the hell up. And while the gangbangers are distracted with that, Michael slips out the back. Omar finally looks at what's taped to the shirt of Michael's hostage: a photo of Rincon, with the handwritten words, "Find him!" ¡Esta el Diablo!