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in reading your report.

Buenas tardes.

Captain.

Any messages?

Lady Anne.

Hello, James.

What are you doing here?

Darrow is in hospital.

He's got malaria.

Anyway, I wanted to see you.

Sit.

- Are you all right?

- Yes.

- I've been worried about you.

- I'm fine, really.

The Red Cross forwarded your

personal affects from the Sudan.

Thank you.

And this letter is from

the Mexican Minister of Justice.

It's granting you full access

to the investigation.

- You still feel up to this?

- Yes.

You know, James, you've done

wonderful work for the cause.

- Wonderful. But lately...

- I know. L- I know.

You still understand our purpose,

don't you?

Yes. I do.

You know, I'd always hoped

that one day...

you'd come to Washington

and work with me.

It could make a difference,

you know.

With your experience,

and determination...

they'd listen to you.

I'm a field man, Anne. I wouldn't

know what to do in an office.

Well... things change.

Not you again.

Your government's decided to

cooperate and IRW's part of...

the investigation.

Says you're an observer.

This is still my case.

Don't get in my way.

Castillo, what exactly

is your problem?

You people show up screaming

human rights...

and good cops start to lose

their jobs. Not the Jefes upstairs.

It's the little people like me

that get the sh*t.

Well if this case is clean

you got nothin' to worry about.

- I'm just here to help.

- Oh, like a saint, eh?

You gringos have been slappin' us

down with one hand and pickin' us...

up with the other for so long you

think it's the natural order...

of things. But let me tell you

something. I won't be slapped...

and I won't be patronized,

by some wanna-be hero...

who thinks he can ride

in on peachy white horse...

save us pobre Mexicanos.

- That's an observer.

- James Rhodes...

International Rights Watch.

Come this way.

Twenty-four victims.

Ages three months...

to sixty-seven years.

- Cause of death...

- Asphyxiation.

Si. Time of death approximately

sixty hours prior to discovery...

which would place the tunnel

collapse at about six a. M...

on Saturday the third.

What were they doing in that

tunnel? No tools were found.

The tunnel fell down on them

before they started to work.

- But how do you explain the children?

- Lack of daycare, Gringo.

That's the problem with these drug

traffickers. They never offer it.

You said there were

twenty-for bodies.

I counted twenty-seven

at the scene.

Three died from gunshot wounds

near the tunnel entrance.

- They were shot?

- Nine millimeter.

Close range.

How do you explain that,

Detective?

Oh you always seem to show up

at the right time, Douglas.

Just like Triple A.

So what time do you think it is?

Ten-twenty.

I was wondering if you

could do me a favor.

I was hoping you could keep

an eye on James Rhodes for me.

Uh, that's not a favor,

that's an affliction.

He's been investigating that

incident at the border, the...

in the drug tunnel

for the Valdon Cartel.

What exactly is Valdon involvement?

Are we talking fact or spin?

Fact.

Valdon's a pro, why would

he do such a sloppy job?

I don't know.

Who can see into the minds

of soulless men?

Certainly not me, Douglas.

So, what's the favor?

Rhodes.

All I'm asking for is

a phone call, Emily.

Just let me know

if he goes off on a tangent.

Is that all?

Sure you don't want me to

assassinate him or anything?

This is a very delicate time.

I got the cops to back

off on the union demonstrators.

This is gonna cost you.

It already has.

I saw it. Okay? I was there.

I saw everything that happened.

- Your people started the violence.

- They weren't my people.

They were wearing masks. The company

hired them to make trouble for us.

- It's that big thug, Zato.

- Look, all I can do...

is report what I see

and know to be the truth.

You want truth? Here is the truth.

They'll do anything.

Anything to keep the union out.

- What good are you, man?

- Not much.

- But I'm all you got.

- Juan, give the man a break.

He's trying to help us.

This way!

Father!

This is not your fight, Gringo.

F***ing priest you should mind

God's business and nothin' else!

Leave the priest alone!

No. No!!

No, I'm tellin' ya, man,

I recognized him, I did,

- He works for Daxmoore,

- Yes. I'm sorry.

- I cannot help you, senior.

- No. Get- get me a line-up!

- Just get...

- You do not wanna push you luck...

with them. They're not

as understanding as I am.

Heard you got your ass kicked

last night. Was it about my case?

No, I just seem to attract

love wherever I go.

I'm telling you my son and his

friend never made it back across...

the border. Now they're down here

somewhere and I want them found!

- We're doing everything we can...

- Anybody claim the campesino's...

- bodies yet?

- No.

- You don't think that's strange?

- No, this is a border town...

you know. They could be from

anywhere in Mexico.

People pass through

here like ghosts.

What if coyotes took the money and

then dropped the tunnel on them?

No witnesses.

The coyotes know Valdon

owns that tunnel.

He shits on people for f***in'

with his property.

You're beginning to bore me,

gringo.

You know, Castillo, sometimes

I think you don't...

wanna know what happened.

Maybe you should just go back home.

They have to take you in.

You don't have a home, do you?

- Recognize anybody?

- No.

- He was big, you know, strong.

- Well what's going on?

The union organizers

were ambushed last night.

Mr. Rhodes recognized one of the

attackers as a Daxmoore employee.

Well I hope you're not implying

that it happened...

- at Daxmoore's behest.

- Well, who else stands to gain...

- Ms. Thompson? These people?

- Mr. Rhodes...

this is a Fortune Five Hundred

company. It's inconceivable...

they'd involve themselves in

something that stupid.

Well it sounds like a police

matter. Have you talked to them?

I made a simple request

to Mr. Logan to...

You have no right to be here. You

represent no government agency.

This is a criminal matter

and I suggest you see...

the proper authorities.

Don't you agree, Mr. Logan?

Thanks for your help.

- What's this?

- It's a D.E.A. File.

- D.E.A., huh?

- Ballistics report.

The gun that killed those

campesinos is the same one used...

on two D.E.A. Informants

who worked for Valdon.

Why didn't you give this

to Captain Madrid?

You're the investigating officer,

aren't you?

The Captain told me you're

an honest cop. Are you?

Have a good day, Detective.

Pedro...

Carmen, you trying

to seduce me?

James, I think you need

to talk to these men.

They've been working in the north

and they came home and they found...

their village deserted. They say

their families have been disappeared.

How many?

Twenty-seven.

Mr. Rhodes. Can you confirm that

twenty-seven peasants were...

buried alive by the drug cartel

in one of their drug tunnels?

The actual perpetrators

are still unknown to us.

What can you say about men who

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