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in Santa Claus anymore?

Not even the Easter Bunny.

I'm filing a formal

complaint against Daxmoore.

- I bet that's got 'em scared.

- Oh yeah.

Yeah, they're quaking

in their loafers.

Well I guess you get

to join the club.

- Yeah, which club?

- The mighty warriors...

of the written complaint.

And this is where

we pray for strength.

Well then you'd better

order me a double.

Luis, dos doubles, por favor.

You know l- I gotta admit.

I was wrong about you.

You were right about me

from the beginning.

How so?

I got sent here 'cause

I screwed up.

I was in Sudan.

Famine relief.

And I had a few drinks in the hotel

and there was this reporter...

there and he was complaining

about the food and...

a hundred yards away there's people

that are starving to death.

So I punched him out.

You know what my job is?

It's explaining that the Sudanese

are dying needlessly to people...

that didn't know the Sudanese

were even alive.

I think I gotta get out.

I mean I don't know what

the hell I'm doin' anymore.

Oh, I don't know.

I think there's hope for you.

- I think you better let me drive.

- Are you kidding?

- I've been a lot drunker than this.

- Yeah? I'd like to have seen that.

I bet you would.

The gate is closed.

Rhodes!

Rhodes! Help me!

Okay, all- okay.

We're going, we're going.

Emily. Emily!

Emily just cooperate!

- We're being disappeared aren't we?

- Don't worry. It's a mistake.

Gentlemen, this woman is a U.S.

Trade representative she's got...

nothing to do with this.

Let her go.

Thanks for trying.

Come on.

Okay, okay.

L- l- I'll get it.

Here.

Just take the tape out, see?

What is that with you, people?

What the hell is that, Rhodes?

What's happening?

Ju- just try to stay calm.

St... Stay calm!

Mr. Rhodes. We meet again.

I heard you were looking for Bolo.

I think he went on vacation.

Labor problems. That's the price

my client has to pay...

- for giving his men too much slack.

- Gomez Jesus f***in' Christ!

I'm very happy right now.

I finally see a way out

of this mess for Mr. Valdon.

Bolo's gun killed

three of those campesinos.

You've been lyin' to me.

Bolo was a very bad boy.

He was moonlighting.

- He... Moonlighting?

- Yes.

Even though they are very well

paid by Mr. Valdon...

- sometimes these boys freelance.

- I don't believe you.

I looked in the phone book.

There is no attorney by...

the name of Enrique Gomez, Jr.

In this town.

And just between you and me,

there's no Valdon, either...

is there?

The name itself inspires fear.

A very precious commodity.

But just between you and me...

one cannot find

what does not exist.

Goodbye, Mr. Rhodes.

I'm sorry to say

we won't meet again.

Come on. Come on.

Move!

- You all right?

- What's goin' on?

I'm afraid to guess.

Can't be too good.

- Dig.

- I'm not diggin' no f***ing grave.

This is the Carter boy.

Bolo buried them here?

Looks like he was burned.

What?

The same thing was happening

to the campesinos.

They were developing

burns like this Ese.

- You never told anyone?

- They already knew.

- What coulda done this?

- I don't know.

Soil samples from the village

came out negative.

You have to go, gringo.

Wait! Which- uh...

Here. Get across the border

and get this analyzed.

- Can you give her lift?

- Absolutely.

- Go!

- Come on.

Get in.

Good luck, lady.

When you're done with the car,

drop it anywhere. It's stolen.

I'm Carter.

Where's my son?

This way, sir.

- What happened to him?

- Your son...

his friend, Jud Alexander...

died from gunshot wounds.

Thirty-aught-six caliber rifle

was the murder weapon.

We believe it will be traced...

to the Valdon Cartel.

We think your son witnessed a drug

deal in the desert.

Those men are butchers.

The boys were exposed to lethal

doses of methyl dioxide.

Yes, methyl dioxide and

traces of chromium sulfate.

The boys were buried

in contaminated ground.

Someone must have dumped those

chemicals in the junKyard...

sometime in the recent past.

We've analyzed the soil...

they were buried in,

and here's the report.

But the boys had the same kind

of burns on their flesh...

- as the campesinos.

- I'm afraid you're mistaken.

Detective Castillo told me

that he saw the burns.

I saw some bruises,

a large birthmark.

- Perhaps that was what...

- You're lying!

- Castillo saw the bur...

- Detective Castillo...

has been suspended...

and he's under review for taking

bribes from the Valdon Cartel.

- We'll exhume the bodies.

- I'm afraid that's impossible.

They were cremated.

I wanna take my son home.

Now.

Come with me.

We have papers to sign.

Gringo.

Buenas noches.

What are you doin'?

She doesn't let me drink

in the house.

- They suspended you?

- Big surprise, huh?

Madrid.

Stinking son of a puta.

One day I'm gonna give him

a talking to. You watch.

I'm sorry.

I should've known better.

You can't fight them, Rhodes.

- Yes, you can.

- No.

- We did.

- We lost.

It's stupid.

I let you get to me.

I didn't get to you.

You got to yourself.

I got a family to support, Rhodes.

You? You've got no one.

What am I supposed to do now, huh?

Besides look over my f***ing

shoulder everywhere I go, huh?

I'm sorry.

Get out. Go save some other

f***ed up country.

Get out, Rhodes!

- You think he'll be all right?

- I don't know.

- Are you gonna be all right?

- I don't know.

Thanks for the help.

Good bye, Rhodes.

This is Rhodes.

Father?

Where?

I'll be there in ten minutes.

- El padre est aqu?

- Por all Seor.

Gracias.

James...

Umberto has some

things to tell you.

What happened to you?

Bad things. I need to clear

my conscience.

Make things right so that

I can be buried next to my family.

The Lord forgives those

who make amends.

You must absolve yourself

of your sins. Tell him.

I was Daxmoore's night foreman.

And we'd been working

hard for weeks...

to get the new equipment installed.

Everybody's so tired.

I send them home early.

I wish I had gone with them,

A new chemical had been

delivered that night,

Something went wrong with

the storage valve,,,

and the floor got covered,

I had to clean it up,

But with the union elections

I couldn't use our own people.

That was just the kind

of accident those mericones...

would use against us.

I had used these villagers

in the past,,,

to clear an illegal parking lot,

Good workers,

And they lived too far away

to talk to nobody,

I only had a few hours,

So I hire everybody,

When they were almost done,

I call Seor Logan,

I wanted him to see

what a good job,,,

What are all those people

doing down here?

It's okay, they are

not going to talk to anybody.

That's not the point, you idiot,

they're covered.

I didn't know

it was such poison,

Should I make them stop?

No, finish it.

No one leaves.

You understand?

Seor Logan made a phone call,

Who did he call?

It is eating him alive.

How did the villagers

end up in the tunnel?

- This guy named Bolo shows up,

- Okay!

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