Border Incident Page #3

Go check on Baldy.

All right, you guys, on your feet.

Let's go.

Come on. Get your shoes on.

Come on. Let's get to work.

What happens now, seor?

- You came here to work, didn't you?

- You're not here for a rest. Come on.

Get going.

- Seor Major-domo, we will be paid?

- Yeah, you'll be paid.

- How much the hour, seor?

- Twenty-five cents, paisano.

In Mexico, seor,

they told us 75 cents.

Listen, monkey.

You come here like a crook, break our laws,

and expect to be treated like us?

Get out! All right, get a move on.

Outside. Come on.

Come on, let's go. Everybody.

Well, that's where I lost him.

He was with a dozen braceros,

and they all disappeared.

Probably all over on this side by now.

La Perla de Oro.

That's the jumping-off point, eh?

Right. Runners pick them up, take them to

the tortilla shop, then to the Perla de Oro.

After that, I don't know.

Your Mexican sidekick, Pablo,

is probably finding that out right now.

Probably. I think it's about time

we put in the second half of the plan.

Yeah, it is. There's a fella named

Baldy we've been watching.

He handles illegal immigration permits.

We know his source,

but not who he passes them on to.

We've got his hands tied all right, though.

We've got a stakeout in his store.

You know, someplace, somebody,

maybe a lot of somebodies...

...are gonna need illegal crossing cards.

And who do you think's

gonna have them?

Who, he wants to know.

It couldn't be me.

Oh, yes. It was your idea.

Id better have a good excuse

for having these.

You have.

Driver's license.

My name is Jack Bryant.

And several hundred G-men

are looking for me...

...for stealing 425 immigration permits

in New Orleans.

- Where are the rest?

- Waiting for you in Kansas City, Missouri.

- How do I get them?

- Just wire Roy, box 1510.

Tell him to send your manuscripts.

The permits are all numbered.

Wherever they show up, we've got a case.

Roy, box 1510, Kansas City, Missouri.

- Is that right?

- That's right.

Okay, well, don't you fellas worry

about me too much, and Ill be seeing you.

- Good luck, Bryant.

- Bryant?

The name is Pigeon.

Clay Pigeon.

- So long, Bryant.

- So long. Ill see you later.

Hello.

Yeah, Hugo, what's the matter?

Ive been trying to get you all day long.

Yeah.

Don't send me any more bales

of Mexican curios.

No more bundles of curios, eh?

That's too bad. Hurts business.

What? Say that again.

Duck hunters?

You want me to get hunting permits

for them? You can't get them there?

Ill do my best. Yes.

No more braceros until he says.

- No more braceros?

- He says business is bad.

Well, this is foolishness.

How can business be bad?

Its the time of the lettuce and carrot

harvest on the American side.

They need hundreds of braceros.

He has some trouble, I think.

Duck hunters.

Permits.

Yes, he has difficulty about the papers.

Immigration permits. That's it.

Does it matter to us

what manner of trouble he has?

Hey, Charlie, give me some bourbon.

Pocoloco, follow that American

in the leather coat.

Report where he goes.

Get going.

Look.

Go find Cuchillo.

We must be sure not to lose out on this.

All right, all right.

The wallet's in my trousers.

Those papers,

the immigration permits...

...you got more, huh?

Maybe.

- You better be careful, Zopilote.

- You're too greedy, Cuchillo.

- How pretty.

- Let me see it, Zopi.

What do you know about guns?

You might shoot yourself.

It'd be a great loss to the whole world.

Those permits. You got more, huh?

Look out with that thing.

Its loaded, you know.

Sure, I got more of them.

I got a bundle of them.

- Do you wanna buy them?

- Buy them?

Here. Put that on.

- Why, are we going someplace?

- Oh, sure.

We're going someplace.

Hey, give me my socks.

You can wear mine.

Skip it. Ill do without.

You've got more, huh?

- What did you think, I was kidding?

- Maybe right here?

- Why don't you look around.

- Cuchillo, look again. Look everyplace.

If you wanna marry with this knife,

come closer.

All right. Let's go.

Why? Why did you beat me up?

Why were you trailing me?

- Why were you following the braceros?

- What do I know about any braceros?

- What are you up to?

- Maybe you are of the police, huh?

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Im right from Scotland Yard.

Ill tell you. Ill tell you.

My left shoe.

In your own country,

you are very famous, no?

He's a thief of a great importance

in the United States.

Where's the rest of these

immigration permits?

Are you the boss around here?

- Tell your baboons to knock it off.

- Take it off.

Easy!

Where are they?

Safe.

I got them safe, see?

Plenty of them. Over 400,

just like it says in the flier.

But nobody's gonna get them from me.

I put myself behind

the eight ball to get them...

...and Im gonna sell them

for the top price, see?

- We might pay you a few pesos for it.

- A few pesos?

You'll pay me a truckload.

- Where have you got them?

- On the other side, in the States.

What are you doing in Mexico?

With every cop and his brother after me,

I came down here to open a pickle factory.

What did you think?

- Put him in the truck and watch him well.

- Come on.

Relax, baby. Relax.

What do you want, paisanos?

Go to the bunkhouse for work.

We're not braceros, seorita.

We are friends of Seor Parkson.

Well, seores, he is not here yet.

In that case, of course,

we come in and wait.

Seorita, you are the flower

of beauty this morning.

Every morning. And you will please

comport yourselves as gentlemen.

All right. For you, we make an exception.

We be very caballero.

- I will tell Seor Parkson you are here.

- You're very kind, seorita.

This is the way I should live.

This man is very rich.

Look, Zopilote, this little gun.

Is that pretty?

Makes its own fire.

Dear Tom, yours of the 14th

isn't at hand...

...and I write to state that I hope to be able

to fill your labor requirements at the earliest...

The machine talks.

I will not promise a definite

delivery date of braceros...

...but will do my utmost to get labor

to you on time.

I have heard of this machine.

It talks to you, also it shows pictures.

I didn't see any pictures.

Only at night, estpido.

Wrestling pictures.

You know my previous record

for promptness...

- What do you think you're doing?

- Depend on me to...

What do you want?

Hugo sent us.

Is Hugo crazy?

It is important to him and to you,

so we run the risks.

What do you mean?

About the immigration permits, seor.

- What about them?

- You're having trouble for them, huh?

For the lack of them?

Maybe.

You have some?

S, Mr. Parkson, very many. Over 400.

- With you?

- No, seor, that would be stupid.

- Hugo has them.

- Oh, Hugo.

Well, not exactly Hugo.

A man has them.

Oh, a man?

And Hugo has the man.

That's simple, isn't it?

All things are simple

if one has courage and wisdom.

- And where is this man?

- Oh, safe, Mr. Parkson, very safe.

Almost like in a prison.

- This Hugo is no fool.

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