Sin Nombre Page #15

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83 EXT. BETWEEN TWO TRAIN CARS - CONTINUOUS 83

Sayra, Horacio and Donald shutter in the frigid air. They

are all tucked into the protected under-section of a GRAIN

CONTAINER CAR, but it is freezing anyway.

Horacio unwraps a BUNDLE of dirty blankets and decomposing

sweaters. They try their best to cover themselves.

Willy and Orlando hang from the side of the train car,

holding their arms out, waiting for long blades of grass and

dry branches they can break free.

Willy snatches up a long stalked weed and tosses it to Sayra.

84 EXT. BETWEEN TWO TRAIN CARS - LATER 84

They’ve piled up a mound of burnable items.

They move closer as Orlando sparks his lighter.

Finally he’s got it, and the small, damp pile of material

begins to smoke.

Orlando, Willy and Sayra fan it, blowing into it. It catches

and they all moan with pleasure as the heat radiates from the

flames.

Willy lights a cigarette off of a branch and inhales

gratefully, then passes it along.

85 EXT. BETWEEN TWO TRAIN CARS - DUSK 85

The fire is only a pile of burning embers. Horacio quietly

stares at the photograph of his family. Sayra notices.

Strangely, she finds that it hurts her. Willy climbs out and

tries to gather more branches, but the tracks are sparse.

He quickly dips his head back in, WHOOMPH, darkness consumes

them, they are in a tunnel, in complete darkness.

After a few seconds, they see the sky again, and for a

moment, catch a glimpse at the magnificent view they have

from the side of the mountain, thousands of feet below a

beautiful canyon extends into the horizon.

The train passes into another tunnel and darkness consumes

them again.

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Others MOAN on the train, some yell just because they think

it will make them feel warmer. The sound crescendos.

As the train hits light again, Willy and Sayra realize that

they are pressed intimately close together. Her hand

innocently placed on his for warmth.

They look at each other, slightly embarrassed, but she

doesn’t let go of his hand. Horacio doesn’t seem to notice,

his attention and his mind somewhere off in New Jersey.

They enter another tunnel and are consumed in darkness again.

86 EXT. HIGHLANDS ABOVE MEXICO CITY - DAWN 86

The sun has yet to peak over the highlands. The entire group

lays awkwardly upon one another. Frost covers their plastic

bags and the rails of the tanker.

Willy and Sayra are still pressed together. All sleep.

To the right, the Aztec pyramids of Teotihuacan rise from the

purple horizon, and to the left, the mass of Mexico City

lurks ominously in a brown smoggy haze.

The train cruises slowly through an insignificant looking

town. Willy rises. No one notices him. He is tired, he has

slept awkwardly, and he is dazed.

He hangs off the side of the car, he takes one last look at

sleeping Sayra, then hops swiftly to the ground.

87 EXT. SIDE OF TRAIN -CONTINUOUS 87

Willy heads down a side street away from the train just as

the last car passes by. The sudden silence is peaceful.

He senses someone walking behind him. He turns, shocked.

WILLY:

Sayra? What the f*** have you done?

She’s 50 feet behind him, approaching quickly.

SAYRA:

You were just going to leave?

WILLY:

What have you done, Sayra?

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SAYRA:

I’m going with you.

Willy sits down, visibly distraught.

WILLY:

Oh god... Oh god, oh god, oh god.

(BEAT)

I can’t take care of you.

SAYRA:

I didn’t ask you to.

WILLY:

Jesus, Sayra. Don’t you get it?

I’m a dead man.

SAYRA:

I can help you.

WILLY:

You have no idea what you’ve done.

He drops his head into his hands.

88 EXT. ON THE TRAIN - LA LECHERIA, MEXICO CITY - DAY 88

SUPER:
U.S. BORDER, 760 MILES NORTH

On the train, 200 hundred immigrants stretch, wary, stressed,

and paranoid, work out the kinks in their body from the long

hours on the train; ready to scatter if LA MIGRA has set an

immigration checkpoint/raid for them in the train yards.

89 EXT. LA LECHERIA TRAIN YARD - DAY 89

Horacio and Orlando stand next to the passing train, scanning

the passengers. Stress covers Orlando’s face.

ORLANDO:

Maybe she went down to take a pee

and the train left her?

Horacio puts his hand on his shoulders, dipping his head.

HORACIO:

She’s gone.

Saying it, he realizes how sick this makes him feel. Donald,

stands behind them, staring sympathetically at Horacio.

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ORLANDO:

So we wait here, we’ll wait for her

to catch the next train.

HORACIO:

We can’t wait for her.

ORLANDO:

What?

HORACIO:

We keep going, or we won’t make it

either.

Orlando is devastated. Horacio comforts him... and himself.

HORACIO:

There’s nothing we can do. She’s on

her own path now.

90 INT. TIA TO.A’S HOUSE - DAY 90

Willy and Sayra sit in a room filled with electronic

merchandise, mismatching furniture, and tacky paintings.

TIA TO.A, a middle-aged woman with a large trunk-like body

and a pock-marked face paces the room while tutt-tutting

Willy. Her presence is at once tough and mothering.

TIA TO.A

Aye Casper... why did you come

here? You’ve put me in a tough

position.

Willy nods. Sayra seems to be in a trance, at once

optimistic and absolutely petrified.

TIA TO.A

I think I can do what you ask of

me, but it will not be easy, and I

will need you to do a favor in

return... for the risks involved

for having seen you.

WILLY:

Whatever it takes, Tia.

TIA TO.A

Give me a day to arrange this. Are

you two hungry?

They both nod. Tia To.a calls into another room...

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TIA TO.A

Socuro! Chilaquiles.

91 INT. KITCHEN - LATER 91

Willy and Sayra stuff their mouths with chilaquiles. Tia

To.a sips a beer while watching them.

TIA TO.A

You can sleep on the couch.

(to Sayra)

Do you want to clean up?

Sayra nods.

TIA TO.A

You’re a tiny little thing, but I

think I have some stuff for you to

change in to.

Tia To.a leaves the room.

SAYRA:

I thought you said you didn’t have

any family?

WILLY:

I don’t. She’s Vatos Locos. I

used to do side jobs for her on

this route.

SAYRA:

She can get us to the border?

Willy nods.

SAYRA:

And you’re coming with me?

Tia To.a comes back in, dropping a sack of clothes in front

of Sayra.

TIA TO.A

Try these on. The shower is

through there. Stay away from the

windows, I don’t want anyone

knowing you two are here.

Sayra takes the clothes and disappears in the bathroom. Tia

To.a looks at Willy, gravely.

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TIA TO.A

What are you doing with that poor

girl?

WILLY:

Nothing.

Tia To.a looks at him from the corner of her eye.

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