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commit such atrocities?

- What can be done?

- Cut 'em out like a cancer.

They're a disgrace to Mexico.

- Do they know who built the tunnel?

- Yeah. Francisco Valdon.

- Mr, Rhodes,

- Douglas!

Can you tell us who's behind

this terrible massacre,,,

- of innocent campesinos?

- Yeah, Francisco Valdon,

Valdon Cartel,

What can we do?

Cut 'em out like a cancer,

They're a disgrace to Mexico,

International Rights Watch has

named the Valdon Cartel,,,

as the perpetrator

of this savage mass murder,

Police investigators

will now try...

Doesn't he know where he is?

One of these days they're gonna

find his head in a box.

Well he's really brave

or really stupid.

- He's both.

- I thought you didn't like him.

You know he used to work

in the State Department?

- He did?

- He was very good.

Better than me.

- A little less diplomatic.

- Why did he quit?

I don't know. He got angry one day

and he's been angry ever since.

What the hell.

Fingered Valdon for us.

Now if he gets whacked,

Valdon looks even guiltier.

God you can be callous, Douglas.

I'm just honest. Don't mistake

it for insensitivity.

No, thank you. I've...

got a lot of work to do.

- Lost Ms. Thompson?

- I wanted to see...

if you were still alive

after that interview.

- Here I am. Disappointed?

- Look I'm sorry about this morning.

I was out of line. I'm under...

a little pressure...

to make sure

this thing goes smoothly.

L- I wanna start over.

I come bearing an olive branch.

- What's this?

- That's an official letter...

from Daxmoore to its employees.

Anyone caught harassing...

union organizers will be terminated.

They've also agreed to start

an internal investigation...

to find out who assaulted you.

What?

Ah, promises are just words,

Ms. Thompson. Words are just wind.

- You don't get it, do you?

- Sure I do.

You're the one who doesn't get it.

This photo was taken at the riot.

That's the guy who attacked us.

He's the night foreman...

at Daxmoore, his name's Zato.

Daxmoore is pullin'...

the strings on this,

you can count on it.

Mr. Rhodes, Daxmoore cannot

control all of its employees.

They've worked long and hard along

with other American companies to...

build an industrial community here.

Why would they jeopardize that?

Look closer. It's about money.

Everything is about money.

You know, I didn't like you

when we first met.

But there's hope for you.

I wouldn't if I were you, gringo.

You're coming with us.

Someone want to meet you.

It's just a tape recorder.

That cost sixty bucks.

Sixty is cheap, Ese.

Buy a better one next time.

Forgive me.

I didn't get my dinner.

So, you think Valdon

is a disgrace to his country...

that he should be cut

off like a cancer.

Words like that can get a man

in serious trouble.

Honestly I wish I had said it,

but for the record...

they spliced different questions

in front of my answers.

You mean that our delightful

government-controlled media...

used you to put pressure on

Mr. Valdon? You must be very angry.

I can barely control myself.

My name is Enrique Gomez, Jr.

I am an attorney.

One of my clients is very interested

in what you've been doing.

One of your clients, huh?

You represent these guys, too?

Oh no, no, no. I'm just happy

to see them off the streets.

They were vatos from the barrio of

San Diego poppin' each...

other for kicks.

Now they have a purpose.

Well that must make you feel

warm all over.

Let's get to the point,

Mr. Rhodes.

Publicity is what you are all

about, isn't it?

You like to make a lot of noise,

draw the world's attention.

If I'm lucKy.

My client doesn't like publicity.

He did not kill those campesinos.

But even if you figure that out,

you have still plastered his name...

across the headlines, and

that makes these boys very unhappy.

Tell me about the tunnel.

You don't think they're gonna

kill you, huh?

Yeah, well... if they were gonna

kill me I'd be dead already.

Tell me about the tunnel.

The tunnel was shut down two years

ago when the construction...

crew hit a water table.

That's all I can say about it.

That's not enough. Maybe the

campesinos were there to dig...

a new tunnel. There was a cave in,

and the three who survived were...

- shot to keep them quiet.

- You're not even close, Mr. Rhodes.

My client doesn't hire women

or children.

Someone used the abandoned tunnel

for a graveyard - end of story.

Ah, so you want me to take the word

of a piece of sh*t like Valdon.

Ooh... those boys don't like

the way you talk about their boss.

Well, if they kill me no one else'll

look for another answer...

and they'll hang

those murders on your client.

It wouldn't be the first time.

Bolo, take this maricon

back to his hotel.

Mr. Rhodes,

a word of advice.

If you get too close

to the truth...

the men that did this

are gonna make you dead.

It's flooded.

What are you doin' here?

Your plug is probably fouled, too.

You got a spare?

- Gomez, huh?

- Yeah.

He told me Valdon had nothin'

to do with it. You know what?

I believe him.

All we've really got on him is

that Valdon once owned that tunnel.

They're playin' you, Rhodes.

I got a ballistics report hand

delivered from your buddy, Draper.

The gun used to kill the campesinos

is the same gun used to kill...

two carriers for Valdon.

Who were D.E.A. Informants.

I checked it out.

It's true.

Valdon's a lying murdering f***.

You think I don't give a sh*t.

My family were campesinos, just

like those poor bastards that died.

Did they find the men

that attacked you?

Yeah, well they won't.

This isn't just between Daxmoore

and some workers.

This is about politics, amigo.

Government's in bed with

big business.

They don't want unions

they can't control.

So are you telling me your

government's behind it?

I'm telling you everyone's

behind it. The union will lose.

Claudio, is your friend

staying for dinner?

Thank you.

I've got work to do.

You have a nice family.

Couldn't be a policeman without them.

Why don't you get yourself a wife?

I wouldn't put a woman

through that again.

Who's gonna take care of you when

you're old? Mourn you when you die?

Somebody'll shake my ashes into

the ocean. That'll be enough.

You can come out now,

Detective, I won't hurt ya.

What are you doin' here, Rhodes?

Followin' me?

Actually I was out here

earlier this morning.

Come here.

I wanna show you somethin'.

New tires. Good quality.

These people got a truck but their

tires are as bald as my Uncle Billy.

So someone else was here.

Heavy truck.

Could be government vehicle

or labor contractors.

From the looks of these shacks

they got outta here in a hurry.

Why would a contractor come this

far when the city's crawlin'...

- with workers?

- Why take the old people?

And the children?

Man, it's desolate out here.

- See him?

- No.

Get in the car!

- People hunt out here much?

- Just for gringos and dumb cops.

Thanks.

You know,

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