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after I'm in there already.

They're not gonna risk having

an American journalist killed.

There must be people

on the police that you trust.

- People who care about the truth.

- Yeah, I know people.

I think I can trust them.

But you never really know.

People get bribed. I'm not going

to gamble with your life.

I'm not gonna gamble with Eva's life.

It's now or never. Don't you see?

No, I don't see.

This is out of the question.

- Diaz, listen to me.

- I won't listen to you.

I won't let you. If anything happened

to you, I'll never forgive myself!

I can't do this.

All right.

You are not going into the factory.

And we will find another way

to hunt around this. Get in the car.

It's not your choice to make.

I promised Eva that I'd help her

find these men.

And I pray that you'll help me.

But even if you don't, I'm going

into that factory tomorrow.

Eva! You've come home.

Come in, come in.

How do I look?

- With just this.

- Okay.

- Like that?

- Something like that.

You look pretty.

For good luck.

Now you look like me.

I want to give you something.

- No, it's okay.

- Yes. Yes. No.

She protect me that night.

Now she's gonna protect you.

Let me.

Okay.

You are safe now.

Daughter, Cecilia is here.

- Hi. Lauren.

- Eva.

This is dangerous.

You shouldn't be doing this.

It's too dangerous.

I'll be fine.

Good luck, Lauren.

- This is my cousin, Silvia Rojas.

- Yes, we've been expecting her.

We've received her paperwork

from the front office.

This is where you'll work.

This is your supervisor.

Lines 1 and 3 are falling

behind their quotas.

Accelerate production.

Accelerate production.

The shift has ended.

Please leave quickly.

The next shift starts

in 10 minutes.

Please leave quickly.

The next shift starts

in 10 minutes.

Do you mind if I stop for gas?

Attention all units.

There's still no sign of the bus.

Don't be afraid.

I won't hurt you.

We've received a call

from lauren.

She's in a junkyard.

You all right?

A mass grave.

It was a mass grave.

We didn't find the other attacker.

There was nobody there.

Well, he was there.

He's out there.

I'm telling you, he was here.

He can see us.

I can feel it.

This isn't over until I find him.

When I was on that bus...

everything was just as Eva told it.

It made me feel like

I was living her story.

"The screams of the women

of Juarez are silent...

because no one will listen...

not the corporations who make

their profits from their labor.

Not the governments of Mexico

and the United States...

who benefit

from the free trade agreements.

No one will listen.

All the evidence points to the fact

that there are many killers.

A whole culture of murder

that just gets worse and worse...

the more it's denied

and covered up.

Covering it up is less expensive

than protecting these women.

Money is

about the bottom line.

And so the death toll mounts.

Eva Jimenez, 16 years old.

She works in a factory

assembling televisions.

She makes five dollars a day."

- I finished your story.

- Yeah? You finished my story.

Tomorrow it'll be printed

and everybody will know about it.

Don't forget that in five days

you're gonna have to go to court.

- I know.

- You'll have to talk to a judge...

and you'll have

to tell him everything.

- Can you do this?

- I think I can.

The man we saw at the party,

we didn't catch him.

- What?

- I know. It's gonna be okay.

No, you don't.

He is the Devil. The Devil.

He'll take me to Hell.

He don't want me to go to the judge.

Eva, please.

You'll be safe.

You have to believe me.

I will not let anything

happen to you.

And I will find this man.

You're gonna be okay.

I know how to find him.

- Just leave the glass there?

- Just leave the glass there.

- Here comes the magic.

- All right.

- You gonna show me something?

- Now it's gonna disappear.

It took me two semesters at Harvard

to learn that trick.

I learned that first week

at St. Mary's High.

- I was always a poor student.

- Don't worry. I give tutorials.

- Oh, you do?

- Yeah.

What was it like being a Mexican at

Harvard? They had two of you there?

But I'm an American citizen.

It's convenient. I can be Mexican

whenever I want to or American.

- So, deep down you're just a gringo.

- Well, of course.

It's the best thing to be.

The whole world wants to be gringo.

Come to think of it, there were a lot

of gringos at your party that night.

- I even saw Senator...

- Rawlings.

- Right.

- You know...

my family owns most of the land.

So, he's given us a great

opportunity with NAFTA.

There was somebody else there, too.

So he was tall. He was kind

of dark eyes. Gold teeth?

- Why do you wanna know?

- No reason. It was just...

something that Teresa had said.

He had a scar right here.

Aris. Aris Rodriguez.

His family's involved

with the NAFTA factories.

A very old family, too.

Who's calling me?

George!

Hey can you give a minute?

Hold on. I'm in a restaurant.

So, did you read the piece?

What'd you think?

Best think you've ever done.

It's got something I've never seen.

Some incredible humanity.

And this portrait of Eva?

Quite beautiful.

I don't know what to say.

You're my inspiration, George.

It means the world to me

that you liked it.

Frankly, I couldn't have done

a better job myself.

Congratulations.

Diaz, I just got off the phone

with Chicago. They loved the story.

You want my husband.

- Alfonso, telephone.

- In a minute.

Daddy! Kick me the ball.

- Hey, George.

- No. This is Frank.

I'm not supposed to tell you this,

but George didn't print the story.

He got a visit from some political

types, including Senator Rawlings.

After that, it was a no go.

They're not printing it at all?

You don't understand. Rawlings is

pushing a bill through Congress...

to expand the Free Trade agreements

to include Central America...

and they don't want

any bad press right now.

- You dug too deep.

- Okay.

- Your story is too f***in' hot.

- Do me a favor.

- Put me on the phone with George.

- He's not gonna talk to you.

They're gonna say it's temporary

and for you to stay put.

But that's just a smoke screen

to kill it.

If you want the story printed,

you've gotta get back here.

- Why are you doing this?

- 'Cause it's a great story.

It needs to be printed.

It's now or never.

So, Eva, I have something

to tell you. Your story...

I have to fight for it.

What do you mean?

They don't want my story?

No, they will want it.

But, because of that...

- I have to go.

- You can't go.

I have to talk to the judge

in three days.

- I know.

- The murderer'll be there.

- I'm very afraid. You can't go.

- Don't worry.

I will return.

They will not publish my story.

And you will not return.

People promise many things,

but that never happens.

I will get your story printed

and I won't stop...

until both of your attackers

are punished.

And I will be back.

Eva, look at me.

I will return.

I promise.

Teresa!

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