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it would be our heads in that bag

next to the potato salad.

No way. Our two heads would

never fit in a bag that small.

Come on, man,

let's hit the bank.

Little Toro was your friend.

He was my friend.

- So?

- What do you mean "so"?

What if it was me? What if it was my

head Papi ran through the saw mill?

You wouldn't come after him?

Nope.

You wouldn't kill him?

Nope.

Sh*t, man, he did that to you, I'd kill him.

You know why I'd kill him?

Because you're my people

and there's a code.

There is no code,

first of all.

You do whatever you gotta

do, whatever it takes.

And second?

Right, we're not people

'cause you don't have people.

That's correct.

Purpose for your

visit to Mexico?

Quail hunting.

My aunt in Tuba City had a heart

attack so we cut our trip short.

Tuba City?

It's near Odessa.

Nice place?

Hellhole,

but she's my favorite aunt.

- Don't move. Let me see your hands.

- Oh, sh*t.

Tell us about your trip.

Lawyer.

What's the big deal?

Lawyer.

You were down in Sonora,

weren't you?

You don't think Agent Jessup and the

DEA know about you and Papi Greco?

Lawyer. Lawyer.

They know you were

at his ranch.

I know

I need a lawyer.

Tell Agent Rees

about Papi Greco.

Who?

Papi Greco.

Well, who's that? Some Mexican

Santa Claus or something?

Come on, Mr. Stigman.

I think it's in your best

interest to cooperate.

You need to stop playin'

the stupid card, all right?

Well, ma'am, it's my intent to

cooperate with whatever you need.

I mean, as an American, I know

you're just doin' your job,

and sometimes innocent folks like

me get caught up in the system.

It's like the airlines. They don't

lose your luggage on purpose, right?

But everybody takes it

so damn personal.

Come on, Mr. Stigman.

So you wanna play games?

Well, what'd you have in mind?

Do you wanna help yourself? Yes.

Do I have to do it

in front of him?

All right, we're done here.

Thank you, Mr. Stigman.

You gonna leave?

Oh, yes.

Wow.

Oh, my God.

How do you concentrate

workin' with her, man?

Five border agents are rippin'

apart your car as we speak.

They ain't gonna

find anything.

Where'd you hide

the cocaine?

Can they hear us?

No.

Can they see us?

No.

Okay.

There was no cocaine.

You had a deal in place.

Right.

Five hundred passports

in return for cocaine.

Right.

Hey, Bobby.

How you doin', Deb?

Good. Man, your boy

Stig's a piece of work.

He winked at you,

didn't he?

How'd you know?

Bobby didn't

get the cocaine.

What?

What happened?

Papi offered me cash.

I told him no.

I told him

to keep the passports,

so, eventually, he's gotta

come up with the cocaine.

What about this guy you said

you could flip? Little Toro?

I got him.

It's real close.

I don't know

who you are anymore.

It's like...

It's like you're

out on this limb.

And you've been out

there way too long.

And you're sayin'

that to say what?

I don't like goin' to the

funerals of my own men.

Well, then don't come, boss.

Don't come.

Okay?

I spent the last

three years of my life

crawlin' through

a Mexican sewer

tryin' to work my way up the

line to get next to Papi Greco.

You can't take me

off this now.

Jessup, he's close.

You can't take me off this now.

I know.

Not now.

Two weeks.

You don't flip Little Toro

by then, I'm pullin' ya out.

We're done.

Think Jessup

knows about us?

What "us"? You don't

do "us," remember?

Oh, I remember.

Besides, I'm dating.

Oh, right, right.

You're dating...

Mmm-hmm.

...your imaginary

boyfriend, Harvey.

Uh, he's not my boyfriend,

and his name's not Harvey.

I like Harvey. it has a

nice ring to it. Harvey.

You don't get to be

jealous anymore, Bobby.

Harvey.

You pushed me away.

So you could

be with Harvey.

F*** you.

Little Tom's dead.

You told Jessup you were

close to flipping him.

I was.

But when I got

down to the ranch,

Papi's boys was throwin'

his head around in a bag.

Well, that's game, then.

With Little Toro off the board,

Jessup's pulling you out.

Not if you

don't tell him.

I'm your control, Bobby.

That's correct.

I have to tell him.

That's why I need you

to let me rob

Tres Cruces Savings and Loan.

You want

to rob a bank?

No, Stig wants to rob the bank.

It's his idea.

So there's no entrapment.

What I want

is access to that money

that Papi's got

in the safe deposit box.

You know no judge

is gonna give you

a blanket warrant

for the boxes.

We don't need a warrant. Not if

the money's evidence in a crime.

We just trace it

back to ownership,

we got Papi on tax evasion,

possible RICO.

Yeah?

Yeah.

And what about Stig?

What about him?

He's a side dish.

You bust him

in front of the bank,

he does a smooth 20 years in the

penitentiary, you get a medal.

The bank gets us Papi.

And that's all

that matters, right?

It takes whatever

it takes, baby.

Did you ever

really love me?

Hmm?

I really meant

to love you.

Sh*t.

You don't have to knock.

It's always open.

Yeah, good.

Let's hit the bank.

Let's hit the bank.

The Tres Cruces?

That's correct.

Oh, sh*t.

Here I am still spinnin' about how we

got yanked outta line at the border.

So you in or you out?

I'm in, yeah.

It's just...

Have you ever had anything like

that happen to you before?

I mean, they were 100%

convinced we were holding.

And we would've if Papi

hadn't welched on that coke.

So you're sayin'

that to say what?

I'm sayin' it's only

'cause you're hearin' it.

No, you sayin' somethin'.

And if you sayin' it, I'm hearin'

it 'cause you're sayin' it.

What are you sayin'?

Let it be said.

I think you're

f***in' playin' me.

You wanna be played?

I've been at your

hip for 10 months,

but after this, I think

maybe you're playin' me.

I got you.

No, you didn't.

Oh, I did. The corner

of your eye was twitchin'.

The corner?

That wasn't a twitch.

That was a wink.

That's my move.

Yup, that's Papi's

chubby little kid right there.

Feed that motherf***er

quesadillas...

Oh, my God.

She's chubby, too.

In all the right places.

How does an old, fat, ugly

f*** get a girl like that?

Money.

All right,

here we go.

Same thing

every two weeks.

Papi flies over the border

with a briefcase full of cash.

He spends a week

with the mistress.

Ferret Nose Julio

drives it out

to the Tres Cruces

Savings and Loan.

Think they got three

million in the bank, huh?

Easy.

Bingo.

Money, money,

money, money.

Oh, yeah.

Why don't you hit the diner

and check out the doughnuts?

I'm kinda more in a corned beef

hash mood, to tell you the truth.

You never heard

the saying,

"Never rob a bank

across from a diner

"that has the best doughnuts

in three counties"?

That's not a saying.

Yes, it is.

I get what you're sayin',

but it's not a saying.

You never heard it?

It is a saying.

It's a saying now.

Okay. Let you tell it.

Make the move.

Bad DEA agent.

Am I bad?

Yes, you are.

I'm a bad girl?

Yes, you are.

Stig decided to hit

the bank tomorrow, 3:00.

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