Brian Williams Reports: The Reunion - The President and His Men, 20 Years After the Gulf War Page #3

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Sam, just hear me out, okay?

Hear me out.

If Rodriguez is involved...

...he's involved

because of his connections...

...to the cartel in Mexico.

So it's my guess that

that's where they're hiding Wills.

We're gonna need money to get started.

So how much do you need?

Fifteen thousand.

That will get us started.

I'll call you when we need more.

- Fifteen grand?

- Yeah.

Well, you know,

I plan running a tight ship, Sam.

I do not wanna dip into Daddy's funds

until you've all proven yourself a bit.

So 10,000 will have to do, no more.

You're being a little tight with 12 million,

don't you think?

It's not our money yet.

The company needs to prove itself,

it has to be successful.

I think 10,000 is fair.

Okay. You hold the purse strings.

We'll see how it goes.

Okay.

Well, you will be careful, won't you?

I mean, you'll look after them?

They're grown-ups, Nina.

- I'll do my job, I'm not a babysitter.

- No, I know, but they are your family.

I'd keep pushing the money angle

if I were you, kid.

I'll see you in a week.

Yeah.

So, Sam, what's first?

We take a little nap

and then we hit the strip clubs.

It's pretty much my normal routine

in every new town.

No. We call every club in town...

...and see if they've a famous

one-name stripper, Angelina.

Should take about a lifetime. Moron.

It might not take as long

as you guys think.

Edgar is a very dangerous man.

He would easily kill me

if he thought I was a help to you.

I haven't seen him

since he left for America...

...over a month ago.

Listen, Angelina. You don't have

to be afraid of him anymore, okay?

Because we can protect you.

No, we can't.

Don't offer anything you can't deliver.

It wouldn't matter. I can't help you.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, get him, Little Joe!

No, no, no. Come on.

Listen, Angelina,

I wrote down my cell number.

If you ever need anything at all,

don't hesitate to call.

Oh, my God.

That was like a bad Bonanza episode?

What is a Bonanza episode?

Oh, man, it's this great television show

about this guy.

He had three sons,

all from different mothers.

Very, very relatable to our situation.

Sammy and I, we would sit and watch

the reruns when we were younger.

And pretty much the only time when we

weren't beating each other up, right?

- A stupid show.

- No, it was a great show.

It was classic, iconic television.

I can't believe you've never seen Bonanza.

- They didn't have Nick at Nite?

- No.

You would be a perfect

Little Joe, man.

- The youngest.

- Yeah.

- Who would you be? Hoss?

- No, no. You're Hoss.

Big pecs, Popeye forearms. Perfect.

Hoss was defined by his stupidity

rather than size.

And a middle child, you be Hoss.

- Eat me.

- Thanks for helping me out in there, Sam.

Like a big brother should.

Brothers? I'm a cop.

I was stopping a homicide.

Wow, you're a dick.

It's cool. It's cool. I don't care.

Look, the bottom line is,

we have nothing on Rodriguez.

Not necessarily. She gave me

her apartment number, told me to stop by.

She said she was having a party.

Don't press too hard for information.

She's scared.

Take it nice and easy.

Look, you're sending a boy

to do a man's job.

She asked for the kid. Not you.

I know, but it's a party.

So I could go up there and I could mingle...

Whatever. Anything in that apartment...

...anything that gets us closer

to Rodriguez.

Okay.

All right, I'll do my best.

Wish me good luck.

Yeah, right. Just go.

She's gonna chew him up

and spit him out.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- I thought there was a party?

- There is.

- Am I early?

- No.

You are the party.

Thank you.

Thank you, Jesus...

...for answering my prayers.

Oh, you make too much of it.

I've got a certain gift, for sure,

but, yeah, you know.

Edgar.

I will kill your young friend...

...and make love one last time

before I kill you.

Edgar, you said tomorrow!

Because I'm early, this is okay?

Edgar, please.

Kill me, but not him.

He's an innocent and blessed by God.

Well, there goes Leo's 200 grand.

Yeah, he's gonna be disappointed.

What happened?

- What's going on?

- What did you guys get?

Rodriguez's mother lives in a small town

called Vista Del Fuego.

Him and her are pretty close.

He told Angelina he was going to America

for a big score.

Wait. Who told you this?

Was somebody at the party?

It's Angelina. She was pretty nice.

Wait, I don't get it.

She was all buttoned up at the strip club.

- What made her change her mind?

- She was...

- Vulnerable.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Leo.

- What?

Rodriguez is dead.

What do you mean?

The kid was in the sack

with his girlfriend.

Rodriguez showed up,

I had to shoot him.

You were sleeping with the famous strip...

What did you just say?

Did you say you shot Rodriguez?

What about my $200,000?

We're gonna go after Wills

for the 5-million-dollar reward.

All we need is information

leading to his safe return.

Rodriguez had to know

where they're hiding Wills.

Unfortunately, you shot him.

Pretty fortunate

from where I was standing.

Laying. You were laying, Romeo.

Here's his wallet.

See if you can find anything.

We get a lead,

we call the American Embassy...

...we cash in on the $5,000,000,

and we get on with our separate lives.

I have no idea where we are.

Headed northeast, this is the only road.

We're gonna make it there eventually.

So, what do you think of the kid?

No way he came

from the old man's loins.

Why do you say that?

He's not a big enough a**hole.

Are you actually admitting

you're an a**hole?

- We're both a**holes.

- No.

Don't drag me

into your personal nightmare.

I happen to be a very decent guy.

Just because a drunk admits he's a drunk

doesn't make him any more sober.

Just trying to bond with you, Leo.

I heard misery loves company.

It works the same with misery or without.

It just depends on the company, a**hole.

Leave all your valuables in the truck.

One vacancy

in this entire pissant town?

Come on, what is this?

A convention destination?

I've slept on bathroom floors

that were bigger than that hotel room.

I had a cell in juvie

that was, like, 6-by-6.

You have to double up

in a place like that.

It was a slow week, thank God.

I had the whole place to myself.

- I'm pretty lucky like that.

- Yeah, a regular horseshoe up your ass.

There's no way I'm sleeping in a bed

with either one of you guys.

- Fine. Sleep in the truck.

- Come on.

I'll take the floor,

you guys take the beds.

Listen to him, man. He's a puppy dog.

He's cute, cuddly, chicks dig him,

and he'll sleep on the floor.

Guys, we gotta be careful.

We stick out like sore thumbs in this town.

Man, it's beautiful here.

I wish I spoke Spanish.

I wanna immerse myself

in the local culture.

How's that for local culture? Dive in.

Puppy dog.

Se ora Rodriguez?

Habla English?

You speak any English?

- No.

- Se ora Rodriguez.

We got a bilingual brother.

Thats gonna come in handy here.

Now he can get us killed

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