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something still puzzles me.

- What's that, gringo?

- Lf you're so sure Valdon...

killed those people what were

you doin' out at that village?

Just looking for more evidence.

Is that why you were diggin'

in the dirt? What was that about?

Have a good day, amigo. Remember,

this isn't your country.

Gracias.

How often do kids disappear

across the border?

It happens, But I've never

had two vanish at once.

What's your angle on this?

Do you know something I should?

Well maybe,

Twenty-seven people were buried

alive in a drug tunnel...

on the same day

the boys went missing.

- It's probably a coincidence.

- Coincidences make me nervous.

How do we get in touch

with the family?

Mr. Carter's in Tijuana.

They just found his son's truck.

Seor.

- Oh, Mr. Rhodes?

- Yeah?

You have some information

about my son.

Uh, possibly.

I'm investigating the deaths of

twenty-seven Mexican nationals...

- here and Tijuana.

- That's a drug case, isn't it?

Possibly. The boys disappeared

on the same day.

The same general area.

You're trying to link my son's

name to a drug investigation?

No-no-no. Both incidents

are extremely unusual.

They just occurred on the same day.

Maybe there's a connection.

- That's all.

- Look, my son...

has nothing to do with drugs,

Mr. Rhodes.

Good day.

- How ya doin'?

- Good.

Is this your brother's truck?

- Where'd they find it?

- Out by Red Rock.

Is that where

your brother went riding?

That's what they're saying.

But, uh, you don't think so.

Everyone knows that spot.

It's full of agro amateurs.

They've been searching out there

and haven't found anything.

Yeah.

Where do you think he went?

Here. Magics. See how it snakes

along those hills?

Yeah.

That's a killer

setup for deep washes.

And you see where it says UFB?

He only has two others like

that on the whole map.

What's UFB stand for?

Un-f***ing-believable.

Hey!

Wait a minute.

Hang on here.

I'm- uh, your helmet. Uh, casco.

Yo lo quiero comprar?

Yeah, that's a,

that's a nice one, all right.

Tell ya what, I'll give ya fifty

bucks for it. Cincuenta.

No?

Seventy-five.

How about seventy-five bucks?

That's all I got.

What, my watch?

You want my watch?

It's a nice watch.

Shirt? You want the shirt off

my back? That's not gonna happen.

I'm not goin' home naked, okay?

You give me the helmet

now or the deal's off.

You drive a hard bargain, gringo.

F***in' land shark.

The prints on the helmet match

Huntington Carter's.

We also pulled a bullet

out of it.

- Homicide taking charge?

- Yes.

But something else has come up.

We ran all the prints against

the Federal data base...

and a set matched someone the

D.E.A.'s very interested in.

- Yeah? Who's that?

- Bolo Medina.

No Zato. You think somebody

tipped him off?

The first thing I learned when I

moved down here, Ms. Thompson...

there are no secrets.

Only lies.

I got two missing kids.

For six days. I want this guy.

- Bring him in.

- Thank you.

So what did you do?

What?

What did you do that makes you feel

so guilty that you gotta put...

yourself through all this?

I mean bein' a cop's a b*tch...

but your job... one f***ed up

country after another.

It's masochistic, man. You're

tryin' to make up for somethin'.

What is it?

Everywhere you go...

people expect you to sweep away

injustice overnight.

But you can't.

What's that do to you, man?

It makes me a little less impatient

with bureaucrats and cops.

- Other than that, I'm just fine.

- Sure you are.

That's why you got so many friends

beating down your door.

Hey Rhodes,

let's go out and party!

I wanna hear some more

atrocity stories, hombre.

Tell me. What happened?

You know, your English

is pretty good.

How long were you in the states?

Six, seven years? Livin' illegal.

Looked down on every day.

After awhile it felt like

one big prison, didn't it?

We're not really that

different you and me.

I just don't like refried beans.

You forget one thing. I get to

arrest people and you don't.

- That's got to f*** with you.

- That it does.

I might let you arrest

a jaywalker one day.

Only if I get to use your handcuffs.

Hey, you can even turn on the siren.

There he is.

Stay put.

I need to talk to you.

Come on in.

The man you identified,

Umberto Zato...

he didn't show up for work tonight.

He's disappeared.

- How rare.

- Logan said he...

doesn't know where Zato is or who

put him up to attack on you.

- You mind if I put on my pants?

- Nah, suit yourself.

Hey!

Hey...

I didn't know you

two were having an affair.

Very funny, Douglas.

What are you doing here?

Actually, I was dropping by

to see my old pal.

- I'm gonna put on my pants.

- Don't get dressed on my account.

This is a little awkward.

I suppose I should go.

- Answer a question for me first.

- Yes.

Is Daxmoore trying

to subvert the union?

Of course they are.

- You've known this all along?

- Yes, didn't you?

L... Why didn't you

do anything about it?

I don't have any proof.

Well what would you do

if we found proof?

The workers at Daxmoore didn't have

jobs before the company hired them.

Daxmoore built a factory

and gave them a new life.

You know what happens

if this city unionizes?

The tents come down,

circus leaves town...

and all these people are back

where they started from.

- So you're telling me...

- I'm telling you that...

nobody wants that.

I asked you a direct question.

If I find out that Daxmoore

is doing anything illegal...

then the hammer comes down.

Why do I feel like

you're patronizing me?

Inexperience.

You hungry?

- You want some of mine?

- No.

What's your per diem these days?

Prune and a quarter.

What the hell are you doing?

- Eating this pie.

- With your life?

You live like a f***ing monk.

Monks don't drink tequila.

Salute.

Your principles are admirable

but you wear them like a flag...

on your ass.

Where do you wear yours?

I worry about you, Jim.

Thank you.

Waitress...

Dos.

- You have everything you need?

- Ready to go.

Ok.

State your choice.

Say it? Out loud?

- What are you doing?

- My job.

Verbal balloting is within

the law. State your choice.

- The union.

- Speak up, please.

The union!

No union.

- Castillo, did you get him?

- We've been all over the city.

Bolo's probably sunnin'

himself in Rio by now.

If we ever find him

we'll file for extradition,

- So what's next?

- Nothing's next, It's over,

What are you talkin' about?

The American kids

got killed by Valdon.

The campesinos

got killed by Valdon.

You hang around long enough,

you'll be killed by Valdon.

This is bullshit. You know

somethin' you're not tellin' me.

I'm very busy, Rhodes,

I gotta go,

Cas-! Castillo you're

holdin' out on me. Castillo!

I'm not holding out on you, okay.

If I could see your face

I'd know you were lyin'.

- Sorry, gringo, go home.

- Castillo. Cas-!

- The union lost.

- I'm shocked.

Order me one and

I'll tell ya a secret.

Why, don't you believe

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