The Keeper Page #2

Back away from the car. Mason. Mason!

- Get back in the car. This is dangerous.

- Hey, just relax...

- Oh, God!

- [Yelling, Shouting]

[Screams]

No!

Mason!

- [Screaming] No!

- All right, let's move!

- Let's get out ofhere!

- No!

- Mason!

- Go, go, go!

Mason! Mason! No!

Stop the car! Stop...

[Breathing Heavily]

Help me!

[Birds Twittering]

- [Clears Throat]

- [Line Ringing]

[Phone Ringing]

[Answering Machine Beeps]

[Roland On Machine]

I'm not available. Leave a message.

When they officially closed

the investigation about Trevor...

I thought this was over, you know?

- That you'd be back the next morning.

- Yeah.

Well, you know, uh,

I guess that's what you get...

for 20 years of devotion and service.

You know,

no good deed goes unpunished.

It's like their special "Thank you" to me.

The medical board just won't approve

your rehab. They want you retired.

- You know what I'm gonna do?

- No. What?

- I'm gonna...

- [Phone Ringing]

- Hello?

- Roland.

[Chuckles]

Boy, it's good to hear your voice.

You know who this is?

I do. How you feeling, Connie?

Not bad for an old guy.

I take it life is treatin' you well?

Not bad. I'm off the force.

I just went out I.O.D.

- Everything's good, I guess.

- Well, I'll have to take your word for that.

I have a problem, Roland, and I think

you're the only man that can help me.

- What could I do for you, brother?

- It concerns Nikita.

- She all right?

- She's fine... for now.

But, uh... Look, it'd be best

if we could talk in person.

Well, if you'd like,

I'll head on out there tomorrow.

Oh, that's fantastic. I'll make all the arrangements.

My people will be in touch.

- Then I'll see you tomorrow.

- I'll send my plane for you.

- All right, brother.

- [Beeps]

[Sets Phone Down]

[Beeps]

- Mr. Sallinger?

- How you doin', sir?

Detective Simon. Good to meet you.

- It's nice to meet you.

- Welcome to town.

- Thank you.

- Yeah, I make it a point...

to check the itineraries of all

the private charters that come in and out of here.

You know, with the dope problem

in this part of the world.

And, uh, your name popped up.

Well, I understand, uh,

you're an ex-cop, and in fact...

Yeah, back in the day. That's right.

I also understand you're retired.

Looks like you're, uh,

carrying quite a few firearms too.

You know,

I was a cop in L.A. For about 25 years.

I just came down to visit a friend.

Simple stuff.

Yeah, I understand that.

However, uh, I didn't call for any backup.

You're funny. No, you know how us cops are, man.

We can't go nowhere without our weapons.

- So that's how I roll.

- Yeah. See, this is my town.

So I hope there's no problem.

You just remember while you're here...

I'll be watching you.

Yes, sir.

Well, it's nice to have somebody on my back.

- Yeah, we'll see about that.

- All right.

- You have a good day.

- Thank you, sir.

[Car Door Closes]

- Roland Sallinger?

- Yeah.

Manuelo.

I'm the driver for Mr. Wells.

Oh, yeah?

[Spanish]

Mr. Wells apologizes for not being able

to pick you up personally.

He's at the mansion waiting for you.

Any, uh, wife? Kids? Future wife? Ex-wife?

Kids you don't know about, huh?

## [Whistling]

Yeah. Who... Who needs a radio...

with your kind of musical talents?

You like it? It's a Mexican folk song.

- Very popular. ####[Whistling]

- It's amazing.

Very nice.

[Woman Speaking Spanish]

What are you doing?

Hey, baby. You miss us?

- [Spits]

- Now, why you gotta do that, Allegra?

Men like girls who swallow,

not girls that spit.

Why don't you teach

your boyfriend how to swallow?

Did you hear that?

[Chuckles]

Why don't you tell me

where your brothers are?

Because frankly, um...

[Allegra Gasping]

[Manuelo]

Is that my cousin?

- I don't know where they're at.

- You don't know?

- I don't know.

- Why don't you just f***in' know, okay?

It is my cousin. Allegra!

Oh, man.

No!

You don't have to protect 'em, baby.

Okay?

- Come on...

- That's my cousin, man!

- [Grunts] Get out of here!

- Stop! Leave him alone!

- What's up?

- We got a problem.

Her brothers owe us some money.

Yo, what's the problem?

- That's the problem, motherf***er.

- [Coughs]

Motherf***er, I'm gonna cut you up!

Listen to me, man.

When somebody pull a knife on me, I kill him.

But then, I got another rule.

I don't kill children.

Which rule you want me to follow?

Don't kill children.

Y'all, come on.

- Die, motherf***er!

- No. No, no, no.

You don't wanna kill me, do you?

All right, come on.

Motherf***er, you're gonna die!

[Bone Breaks]

Listen to me.

Listen to me. I told you.

- [Groaning]

- I don't like to kill children.

Don't make me kill you.

Let's go.

You're lucky.

You don't know who you're messing with!

- [Man #2] This ain't over, motherf***er!

- Hey!

Y'all forgot your knife, man.

Gracias.

[Spanish]

[Engine Starts]

- [Tires Screeching]

- Enrique. Gustavo.

- Take care of your sister.

- Gracias.

- [Spanish]

- You all right?

[Allegra]

Yeah, I'm okay.

[Spanish]

[Manuelo]

Senor Wells's office is right to the right.

Right there.

- [Both Speaking Spanish]

- [Conner] Well, I'll be!

[Laughs]

Roland, it's been too long.

[Spanish]

Now, I have to apologize

for the phone security.

What security?

Damn it, let's talk.

- This way.

- Yes, sir.

- Have a seat, Roland.

- Thank you.

Make yourself comfortable.

Good to see you, partner.

Good to see you too.

See the beast out there?

- You still drivin' that piece of sh*t?

- Yeah.

- What's that about?

- I'll tell you, it brings back a lot of memories.

[Chuckles]

Well, yeah, I know what that's like.

Now, I'll tell you one thing, Roland.

When you're in Texas,

you gotta look Texas.

Lord, that's beautiful.

Thank you so much, man.

- I'm glad you like it.

- You know, my daddy's family's from Texas...

so I still remember

a little bit about this.

Tell me, what's going on?

- Someone tried to kidnap Nikita.

- You have any idea who?

Well, not really.

You have any idea why?

My station in life has changed.

I'm a wealthy man once again.

See, after my father passed away,

the oil in his land started flowing.

Well, why can't you just call the police?

I mean...

In this part ofTexas, there are people

who feel that race determines a man's value.

These same men control everything...

- except me.

- All right.

What do you want me to do?

I need for you to take care

of Nikita personally.

I mean...

I'm not much of a babysitter, but, uh...

I need for you to be her bodyguard.

You know, buddy,

I kind of have a feeling...

there's just something you're not telling me

that's real important.

Someone inside my organization

may be an enemy.

Well, that changes things a little bit, man.

That changes the dynamics quite a bit.

Roland, you're the only one I can trust.

Uh, all right.

- Well, what... what can I do?

- Nikita's outside.

She hasn't been off the estate

since it happened.

- But, hell, I can't keep her locked up forever.

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