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- Come on.

I got him, man. I got him.

Stop it. I got him.

Come on. Let's go.

Get in the f***ing truck, Hobbs.

We're going. We're going.

All right, all right.

Now, don't do any...

Nothing funny, okay?

Smells like piss back here.

What the hell are you thinking?

I'll turn you in just as quick

for helping that little sh*t.

Just calm down, all right?

I just need to think a second.

"Think"?

If you're trying to calculate

prison time, I can help you there.

Look,

I ain't gonna see that kid get his

head bashed in with a pipe wrench,

not on my watch.

Don't you talk to me about that.

Mike made his decision.

He made it.

Just like Davis made his.

You got that?

Just think about it. You

saw this load in that car.

Think about what

Davis could lead us to.

I want that guy

out of that uniform

on the ground,

in the dirt, cuffed,

so that I can drag him to the

place that he needs to go.

And any other noise that's

around me is just noise.

I could give a damn on whether he

knows where that drop is or not.

How's your arm?

It's broken, you a**hole.

Look, you don't worry, Hobbs.

Couple more hours, it's going

to be your best story yet.

I could do without this story.

I really could.

Jesus!

Whoa!

Didn't I f***ing tell you

to stay in the truck? Easy.

I said to f***ing stay in the

truck, didn't I? Easy, Davis.

Easy, okay?

All right,

just listen, all right?

That's a big desert out there, and

you only got half a coordinate.

Now, untie me. It's gonna

all be over quicker.

Flores, didn't I f***ing tell you

to stay in the goddamn truck?

I heard you, but you're forgetting

something already, Davis.

There's a shift change

in 15 minutes, you dumbass.

You got a body sunbathing

in the front of that car.

You can't find it by yourself.

Just cut me loose.

I'm gonna cut you loose, okay?

Okay.

But don't you f***ing move.

Don't move!

I ain't.

Reach them out to me.

Got that map?

Yeah.

Right there.

That's not a road. There's no

road that goes f***ing there.

Those aren't

f***ing coordinates.

I know.

It's just old dirt roads.

You only know them

if you've been there.

Flores, hey, look at me.

Don't you f*** me, okay?

Don't f*** me.

It's gonna start smelling soon.

You don't have long

before people notice.

If they don't, the buzzards will.

Let's go.

Can't think about that right now.

We've got to go.

They should be here already.

How do I know you're

not gonna sell me out?

You don't.

Just better hope that they're

not paying attention to me.

Why? What do you mean?

I'm not wearing

my pistol or radio.

They're gonna ask about Hobbs.

You need to come up with

something, a good story.

Yeah, well, you seem

to have a pretty good

hand on that

hide-in-plain-sight...

Flores, I told you, all right?

I already told you.

It's not just me.

They have everybody.

They know everything about me.

They said that they'd

kill my entire family,

my sister up in Colorado,

my dad.

They even sent me a picture

of my mom at the post office.

You tell me what

the f*** you would do.

Nice.

What up, boy?

If you sell me out,

my mom's dead.

How goes it, fellows?

How are you guys doing?

It's a beater today, ain't it?

I think I've lost

about five pounds.

Ain't that right, Hendricks?

At least I got

the hot dogs, baby!

Yeah, and a pitcher

of Louise's sweet tea.

Yeah, well, I wouldn't expect

anything less from you two.

Hey, you've got to make

the best of BFE shifts.

How are you doing?

Good to see you, man.

Any activity today?

Yeah, you know, Alberto,

he came up to get some alfalfa.

You'll probably see him,

but other than that, nothing.

Nothing other than that.

Big day protecting

the homeland, huh?

Yeah, yeah. For sure.

Say, y'all wanna

join us for lunch?

We got enough, right?

What kinda question is that? Boy, you

know I've got a surplus of sausage.

Not if Hobbs joins in.

Say, where is

the old bastard anyway?

He was complaining

all day yesterday

about having to work

with you today, Davis.

Yeah, he...

Well, he said...

Um, what did he say

about his leg? Something...

I don't know. He's at a doctor's

appointment, I don't know where the f***...

It's Hobbs, you know.

Flores.

Hendricks.

Good to see you, bub. Davis.

- How are you doing?

- Yes, sir.

So where's old Hobbs at?

Doctor's appointment.

Huh?

Yeah.

Yeah, I bet that doctor

prescribed a treadmill.

Yeah. Yeah.

I bet you he still finds a way to sneak

in an enchilada while he's on it.

Yeah, complaining about his

knees the whole damn time.

Yeah! Anyway, are you guys

gonna stay and eat or what?

No, we've got to cut it. We got

to head up to Millers creek.

You guys were 10 minutes late,

so we've got to get out of here.

Doubling back today, boys.

Mmm-hmm.

Well, you boys see Hobbs, you tell

him I want a doctor's note, too.

Yeah? For what?

Well, last time we

were working a checkpoint,

Hobbs has to leave early

to go to the dentist, right?

So right after he

takes off, truck pulls up,

packed with a bunch

of gosh dang Guatemalans.

God forbid you have to fill

out a report and not him.

But, unfortunately, a doctor

can't teach you how to spell.

Yeah, see, that's funny, Valdez,

'cause that's not

even what I was saying,

but you've always got to take

it to the spelling, don't you?

It's always

where it's got to go.

Well, boys...

When I ask, I care.

Flores.

We're gonna head out.

All right.

Davis. Yeah, you

boys be good now.

- Don't be late again.

- Yes, sir.

Can you spell, sir?

Hey, enjoy paradise.

Have a great day, sugar.

Yeah, you, too.

700 to Charlie 36.

Charlie 36, go ahead.

Yeah, we've been relieved

of checkpoint 21-a.

We're heading south to cut

for side at Millers creek.

Understood. I'll leave

the scanner for it.

Affirmative.

How long do you think you can keep that up?

We're headed west.

I'll have to check in

a couple of times.

There's nobody in this zone,

so we'll be fine.

And Hobbs? He's gonna have a hard

time reporting his position.

No, he'll only be

there for a minute.

So it'll be... We'll figure it out.

It'll be okay.

How many times has it been?

What?

How long have you

been doing this?

It's not the first time.

The first time was

eight months ago.

And that was supposed to be it.

We were done after that.

The second time, they sent

me a picture of my sister.

So it happened again,

and now it's happened

three times in the last month.

Look, I didn't ask

for this, Flores.

The offer doesn't come

unless you're asking for it.

How much are they paying you?

Don't you f***ing get

righteous on me, man.

I go to the f***ing laundromat,

they're watching me.

I pull up at a stop sign,

they're f***ing watching me.

I wake up in the middle of the

night, I'm tied to a bed,

man standing over me with a

knife to my f***ing nuts.

I wave the car through.

The next day I wake up, there's a

bag of 15 grand at my back door.

I take it. I bury it. I don't

want the f***ing money!

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