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- Absolutely.

All right.

- Have a good day.

- You too.

Whoa.

Come on, boys.

Beats the hell out of that

claptrap in Galveston.

You okay?

Enrique said you

had a modeling offer.

A bullshit offer?

I mean look at me.

I should have known better.

You look like a model to me.

So what happened?

I was waiting tables to

save money for college.

One day, this customer tells

me he's looking for models

so I went to his agency

and I spoke to other girls.

He even saw their portfolios.

And the money he

promised was unreal.

So I did one shoot.

And then I went

back for the second.

Oh yeah.

That's good, that's

a cover right there.

You know, let's lose the dress.

What do you mean?

We're gonna

do lingerie today.

It's tasteful, it's

classy, every girl does it.

You'll look beautiful.

I was in this freaky

room hooked up to a camera.

Men came and went.

After that, I was across

the border for a while.

And then Simon bought me.

Your parents

must be so worried.

My mom's gone, but my dad...

My dad, yeah.

Yeah, he'd be searching

day and night.

Maybe he'll find us?

I don't think so.

But I'm not worried because

Simon said 500 men and I can go.

But do you really think

he's gonna let us go?

As long as he knows that you

understand the situation, yeah.

Yeah.

What situation?

I told him.

I said I know what you'll

do to me if I say anything.

He said never mind him,

the cartels will skin

my dad alive if we

make any trouble.

I just wanna repay my debts

and go to college like

I was supposed to.

You know?

It's the only way I can

put this sh*t behind me.

Oh!

Come on.

Okay, again, line up.

Let's go.

Take your pick.

Are you okay?

Did you bump your head?

I'll take care of you.

Oh, you're a big, old girl.

Talk a bit of Chinese for me.

All right, that's it.

Go.

What do we got here?

I want to see Simon.

Simon don't take kindly

to unexpected visitors.

You best be calling

before you come next time.

What the hell?

Simon!

How'd you get in here?

Simon!

Simon ain't here.

Jesus, Jesus.

Shh, manners.

Can we please see Simon?

Simon ain't here.

Get the girl.

What's your name?

And now we go find Simon.

There is my man.

Cesar and Jesus.

Want to explain to

me why there's a girl

with a bullet in her

forehead on my property?

You no pay, Simon.

You no pay and Senor

Morales gets very upset.

Let me tell you something.

A lot of things I care about

where Morales is concerned,

but his feelings

ain't one of 'em.

I'm sure it's reciprocated.

He's a businessman as am I.

You got some business you

wanna discuss with me?

You owe money for girls.

You owe money for drugs.

You owe Mr Morales...

No, no, no, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no, Cesar!

Get your f***ing facts straight.

Distributors are running

for the f***ing trees

because of sh*t like that.

Nobody f***ing wants their

loved one ending up neck

in a f***ing ditch with a

bullet in her Goddamned head

because Morales sneezed and

nobody f***ing said, bless you.

Now, he told me that he

would back the f*** up

and I expect him to do it.

Back up.

You think it's easy

to find girls for you?

We do this for you.

You pay your dime.

Is it about girls?

The two b*tches you

dropped off last week?

I did you a f***ing

favor by taking them in.

Now, maybe I'm not privy to

your Mexican way of accounting,

but I'll tell you this sh*t.

I paid in advance, mind

you, for a f***ing chink.

I roll that b*tch over and

I find out you put a bullet

in the forehead of my chink,

you and I gonna have a problem.

No problem, no

problemo, Jesus.

Okay, you can have them.

Vamos.

Almost there.

Let's have one more.

This banana is sad meat.

When I was little,

we got proper banana.

Sweet like sugar.

Go on, eat now.

No hungry.

Everybody's hungry.

That's why we're here.

I thought you were

here because you chose

to do all of this.

Maybe but it's still hunger.

Hungry for a better

life is why my husband

got that dodgy job in

construction in Lagos.

Hungry for profit is why

they didn't have good safety

and he busted his leg.

That left us hungry for food

so I had to leave my home.

But wasn't one

other job in Nigeria?

We don't all come

from nice families

with money and

cars and education.

Am I right?

Many girls from my village went

abroad and made good money.

I thought I'd be

back a long time ago.

Didn't work out that way.

Before the madams were

paid to bring us to Europe,

we must first go

to the Juju priest.

He takes our soul and

sells it to the madams.

If we do not repay our debts,

the madams can curse us

or our children wherever

we touch the earth.

I still owe those

madams a lot of money.

That's why I keep

Nelson near me.

They can't get to him

until I am back home.

So you will go back

home if you could?

Wouldn't you?

I don't know.

Don't do that.

Don't do what?

Don't think about

who you used to be.

You have to keep that

other girl buried far away

cuz in here she'll

drive you mad.

But that's the

girl my parents love.

Not me.

And she's the one

who got you here.

No, she's at MI getting her degree

and meeting awesome people

and she's on the swim team

and she's kicking ass.

And leave her out of it, okay?

Amba, that girl got you here

and, now, this girl

here is pregnant.

You might as well tell

Simon cuz when he finds out

he's gonna get rid of it.

No, she can't get rid of it.

It's against God's will.

God, okay?

Which God?

The God that sent you here?

Or maybe the one who got

her pregnant by some wanker?

You two girls are

crazy, you know that?

You think there's some

other world out there

that you belong to.

Forget it.

I see that crucifix you

wear around your neck,

but I don't see

you praying anymore

for some God to

come and save you.

You know why?

Cuz you know he

doesn't care about you,

me or nobody like us.

Jesus Christ, I can't stand

being in this f***ing sh*t hole.

We got a problem.

No, no, no.

No, you've got a problem.

Maybe you don't understand,

they shot two of my men.

They dumped a pile of

f***ing butchered girls

on my Goddamn property.

Well, Morales has got balls.

We'll have to give him that.

Just pay him on time, Simon.

Morales and I

have an agreement.

It's just not an issue.

You've never really understood

what we're doing here, did you?

Making money is what

the f*** we're doing.

No, no, no.

We are in a system

of making money.

Those cartel boys

can procure girls

and drugs in a way

we cannot here.

And then they send us

those girls and drugs

which they have in abundance.

And we send them money and guns

which we have in abundance.

Look, I'm just saying if

this sh*t goes unchecked

they're gonna run the f***

all over us and you know it.

You don't piss

unless I tell ya.

Simon, it's my rangers

that keep you open.

It's my agents that

keep the border open

so, if and when I feel

someone needs a lesson,

then I will decide.

In the meantime, you follow

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