The Devil's in the Details Page #5

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It's a picture of a blue van

and it has a license plate

number and a year.

The van has a white streak

along the side.

Okay, that van is going to be

crossing the border into Nogales.

I need you to make sure

you let it through.

They're bringing

in a shipment of drugs.

What? What the f*** are you

talking about? What drugs?

Ho do I even kn0w that they're

gonna come to my booth?

Tell him to work the booth

on the far east side.

Okay, okay, work the booth

on the far east side.

What?

Do you understand me? I don't

care what you have to do.

This is crazy.

Just let that van get into the

States, all right?

Then what?

Oh, my god!

This will all be over soon,

but you can't tell anyone.

Do you understand me?

They're always listening.

You tell anyone and we are dead.

I promise you I will not sy

anything, Tommy.

Okay, okay, just go to work,

all right?

Act like everything is normal.

Don't call Dad, don't call Claire.

Don't call anyone, all right?

Just go, please now, go, Kyle!

Okay, I'm with you, Tom.

That's good, Thomas.

Thomas, wake up.

Thomas, wake up!

I've gotta ask you something,

Something important.

Thomas! Thomas!

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

What kind of music do you like?

I don't know.

You don't know what kind

of music you listen to?

What kind of music

do you listen to?

Rock! Rock!

Rock! Rock!

You f***ing freak!

Rock.

You see your friend Corbin

over there?

You can't tell by looking at him,

but he's into that gangsta rap sh*t.

He likes songs that say I want

to smack that ass,

f*** that ass,

I'm gonna shoot that ass.

All at the same time.

I told you, he crazy.

Corbin, why don't you hum a few bars

from that gangsta rap sh*t, brother.

Break it down, homeboy.

Corbin is being a stuck-up

bee-atch.

Please, Bill?

Please, what?

Please, what?

Let my family go, let me go.

Give his daddy two more minutes.

Are you comfortable?

Why?

Are you comfortable?

What do you care?

Have you ever heard

of "Caminando Muerto?"

It means Walking Dead.

It's part of a local tradition.

See, if you get the mixture

just right.

Part bleach, part vinegar,

part cactus juice.

Once it gets injected into your

veins, it won't kill you.

Yes, it will.

No, not right away.

Over the course of three days,

it's gonna feel like liquid fire...

...is running right through your

body.

Your organs will slowly

start to shut down.

You'll pray for death, hell,

you'll even beg for it.

But it won't come to greet you.

It's as close as you could possibly

get to being an actual zombie.

If that phone don't ring

in 30 seconds, gravity wins.

Please, just save my little girl,

Save my little girl.

Save my little girl!

Save my little girl!

The phone, the phone,

answer the f***ing phone!

Son?

I'm here.

The warrant has been written,

Claire is here,

but we have a bigger problem.

No problems, Dad,

no problems.

You never told me Claire

was involved in this.

I can't get my daughter

involved.

No, Dad, listen...

What's waiting for her on the

other side of that door?

Without back-up,

she's a sitting duck.

Do you understand what they're

gonna do to my wife?

Do you understand what they're

gonna do to Chloe?

I can't lose both of you, son.

Do you understand the gravity

of the situation, councilor?

This is very hard for me.

More than you could ever comprehend.

Father, don't do this!

Sign the piece of paper.

I can't.

Just sign the warrant!

I love you, son! I do!

But I can't take the chance.

Dad, just sign the f***ing

warrant!

I don't know what you did

to put yourself in this predicament.

But I can't gamble

on what's left of my family.

Oh, god!

You never f***ing loved me,

you f***ing coward!

I'm so sorry.

I'm praying for you, son.

Dad! Dad!

This has to be the most family

dysfunctional I've ever seen.

Don't do it, don't do it!

Answer the phone!

Answer the goddamn phone!

It's me.

Jesus Christ, Claire.

Oh. Forgive me.

For what?

I just punched the old man in the face,

I think I knocked him out cold.

Jesus.

I handcuffed him to his desk

and I took the phone away.

He'll be fine, I found

the warrant in his pocket.

What about Mom?

Where's Mom?

I'm here.

Oh, Mom, Mom, I'm so sorry.

You bring my granddaughter home.

I will, I will.

Okay. I'll make it to the house

and I'm gonna call you from there.

All right, all right,

just be careful, Claire. Be careful.

I love you.

I love you.

I did not see that coming.

You must be special. I think you

just got the boss' attention.

It was a black night, but you brought

a lot of light to the situation.

As a matter of fact, I'd like

to thank you for cooperating.

Otherwise me and my people here,

we'd...

Bill, will you tell him to let

my family go, please?

You don't tell him nothing,

Thomas.

Let me ask you something.

You ever heard of something

called the Red Pony?

The Red Pony!

You heard of it?

No, no, no, no.

Well, tonight, I'm gonna

introduce you to some.

See, the Red Pony is when a girl

grows her hair long and beautiful red.

And what happens is, the man

she's with grows a certain respect for her.

But in the pattern of time,

something starts to happen.

That man starts to lose the

respect that he once had.

And what we gotta do is we gotta

find a way to get it back.

So what we do, right?

Oh, it's beautiful what we do.

See, we find a door.

We crack it open a little bit,

we put a body on one side, hair on another.

We get enough hair on the other side,

get a good hold, get a good grasp.

Once we grasp the hair,

we start to pull it.

And as we pull the hair, well see,

her body is on the other side.

Head starts to bleed,

convulsions.

As a matter of fact,

sometimes it's so painful, the woman,

they actually pass out.

Oh, it's a sight,

I think I'm gonna introduce

you to that tonight.

Oh, it's gonna be good.

Selina! Please!

Don't hurt my girls!

Please! Please!

I'll do whatever you want.

I'll do whatever you want,

Please, please!

No, I know.

Oh, I know you'll do

anything we want.

As a matter of fact, you know

this is my town, right?

Yeah.

Tonight's our welcome.

One more thing.

Welcome to Mexico.

Mexico, what?

I can't be in Mexico.

Get me out of here!

What the f***!

How'd you sleep?

Shitty.

Shitty, how come?

I don't know.

Ever since I moved out, it's like

I'm living in a foreign country.

I have forgotten

what my house looks like.

Really?

Last night, I just remembered

the front door.

Is there any significance to that,

the front door?

Some of the time when I used

to get home from work...

...Selina and Chloe would be waiting out

in front of the house.

They'd always stand in front

of the front door.

It was like one of those still

photographs you...

...usually see in doctors' offices.

I used to look forward to it

when I turned the corner home, but...

Not much any more.

How does that make you feel?

It used to make me

feel proud.

I encourage you to relive that memory

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