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- Do you think these guys took my daughter?

- It's hard to tell.

- Have they tried contacting you?

- No.

- They probably will.

- What if they don't?

- I think you're getting ahead of yourself.

- Really?

- Will they prostitute her?

- Pardon me.

I'm sorry, are we

keeping you up?

I mean, it's siesta time. Maybe we

should just take a couple hours off.

I mean, seriously,

what do you even do all day?

We mostly run awareness campaigns.

We can't invest...

Someone saw something.

Someone knows where they went!

- I understand how you feel.

- No, you don't.

I'm going to get

my daughter back.

Miss Drew, wait!

I know somebody

who might help.

He's, what you would say...

unconventional.

[Ricardo]

Let me talk, okay?

We'll need cash.

No, no, no.

It's not enough.

[Dance music playing]

[No audible dialogue]

Are you Fern?

I was sent here by the police.

They told me

you get things done.

- Who are you?

- Holly Drew.

My daughter and her friend

were kidnapped

and I was told you

could help get them back.

- Do you have money?

- Not much.

Ah, then you...

you give me sex, huh?

[Speaking Spanish]

Okay.

If your white daughter

was taken by

Los Discpulos,

she will be half way

to Guatemala,

half-drugged

and raped along the way.

Or if she's lucky,

she's dead.

- Where in Guatemala?

- Did anyone see who took her?

- No.

- Then she could be anywhere in Guatemala.

- Where do we start?

- No, no, no, no.

You start on the only road

that goes there.

My daughter and her friend,

who lives with that woman,

were taken from her farm

in San Bartolom.

Buenas noches, Holly girl.

Please.

You know what's worse than sitting

on your ass when you could help?

[Chuckles]

[Chuckles]

[Sobs]

Stop!

[Sobbing]

[Continues sobbing]

[Sniffs]

We'll find them.

We'll find them.

No one saw...

anything?

Um, I might have

seen something.

Come on.

[Hammer clicks]

Ah, you.

I trusted you with my daughter

and you lied to me.

They'd kill me if I talked.

- [Gasps]

- [Car horn blares]

You valued your life over

Ally's and Laura's,

- you selfish coward.

- These are bad people, Holly.

72 people were found beheaded

under an overpass in Mexico.

Los Discpulos did it.

[Cellphone rings]

Hello? Rob? Yeah.

We don't know exactly where.

Somewhere in Guatemala.

Rob, I need you to call

the Guatemalan Embassy.

Tell them what's happened

and give them my cell number.

Hello? Rob?

[Sighs]

- Have you got service?

- Mother has my phone.

I don't know if he heard me

say to call the embassy.

How far to

the Guatemalan border?

A couple of hours.

- What are you doing?

- You dropped your phone.

What's this?

Checkpoint.

Where are we?

We entered Guatemala

an hour ago.

Well, the girls must have

passed through here.

The cops might have them.

- I don't know.

- [Turns off motor]

I'll go see what they know.

[Speaking Spanish]

- [Holly gasps]

- [Gunshot]

[Men speaking Spanish]

[Men shouting]

[Engine sputtering]

[Engine starts]

[Gunshots]

[Laughs]

[Shouts in Spanish]

[Gunfire]

[Sobbing]

[Siren wailing]

[Horn honks]

[Sobbing]

[Dialing]

[Ringing]

Hello?

Rob! They murdered him

and they're chasing me!

- What?

- Rob! The police!

Ricardo, they shot him!

Robbie, you have to help me!

Rob, they killed him!

- Oh, my God!

- Call the Guatemalan Embassy.

I did! I called them. They said they

needed Ally and Laura's picture.

- Holly? Hello?

- Rob?

- Hol...

- [Line cuts off]

[Sirens wailing]

[Grunting]

[Fern]

Miss Drew.

How you doing?

[Speaks Spanish]

Up, up, up, up, up.

For a woman,

you're a very good driver.

What is this?

I changed my mind.

I want to help.

How did you find me?

I never lost you.

Fortunately,

the police did.

For now.

- They killed my friend.

- Yes.

He told them you were

looking for the girls.

- What's wrong with that?

- Those are the wrong police.

Come.

Come.

Wait, so you're saying the girls passed

through here and the cops knew about it?

That's the only reason

to kill him,

to erase the trail.

The good news is, now we

know where they are going.

The bad news is, we have to pass

through the next roadblock.

[Holly]

What's all this?

These, my dear,

are party favors.

They make me

many good friends.

Now, please, get in.

[Speaking Spanish]

They're not loaded.

- [Speaks Spanish]

- No way.

Miss Drew, it's the only way

to get past the police.

How do I know

you won't kill me?

I might.

Ay, Dios.

Seriously, please.

If you stay here,

you will die.

A lone white woman

in the jungle of Guatemala

hunted by corrupt police?

And you already know what they are

capable of when they find you.

Okay, you stay here.

Wait!

Okay. Please.

Come, come, come.

It's going to be fine.

It's going to be fine.

Put your head here, please.

Feet down.

[Gasps]

[Car doors open]

[Doors slam shut]

[Engine starts]

Oh!

What the hell?

Hey, there's

a grenade in here!

[Fern]

Quiet please, Holly. Quiet.

[Brakes squeal]

[Car accelerates]

[Fern] Turn off,

please, flashlight.

[Siren chirps]

[Door closes]

[Scoffs]

We're safe.

Come. Come out.

So, Raul?

Your friend?

Brother? Roommate?

Raul and I,

we are survivors.

I have known him

since he was a little boy.

We were both starved,

angry orphans.

You were an orphan?

[Fern] I was a child

of the Civil War.

But a family

take me in for a while.

Those were innocent times.

But not my heart.

I joined the military

when I was 14,

and eventually was in charge

of distributing

the military aid

that my government received

from foreign countries.

Including yours, Holly Drew.

Los Estados Unidos.

- You're not still in the military?

- No.

I did what I had to do

and I got out.

Your parents...

they were murdered?

Did you find those

responsible?

Indeed, I did.

[Gunfire]

And what is it you do now?

I do things for my government,

that for whatever reason,

no one else can do.

And maybe sell weapons

that you stockpiled

during the Civil War?

[Chuckles]

Who are you, Holly Drew?

Who are you?

[Cellphone chimes]

What is that?

A text from my brother.

I sent him a photo of the girls

to send to the embassy.

My dear, we do not know

who the embassy talks to.

We have to be careful.

This is my daughter Ally.

She is very pretty.

And what was she doing

all alone in El Salvador?

Same thing I was doing

in El Salvador at her age,

except she's doing it

to get into college.

Ah, so she's pretty

and smart.

And stubborn.

She doesn't want to go to college.

At least not that college.

She's been fighting me

every step of the way.

Yes, but at some point she has

to be her own person, no?

And this other one,

who is she?

Laura. She was also taken.

From the farm of Milagra.

- Did I tell you her name?

- I suppose so, I...

Text me this photo

so I can send it ahead.

- How did you know her name?

- [Cellphone rings]

[Speaks Spanish]

What is it?

What is it?

- Tell me.

- We are getting closer

- to knowing where the girls are.

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