Transpecos Page #4

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You should have come to us.

You should have come to me.

I would've protected you.

What are you gonna do?

You're good at your job.

You're gonna report it.

They're gonna send me up

north, just like Wilkes.

And we know what

happened to Wilkes.

He went north to New York

and three months later,

he dies in

a freak hiking accident.

And now it's too late

for all that sh*t.

Now, we've just got to keep driving.

It's our only option.

We should be there by now.

Where the f*** is this place?

Should be coming up on it.

Wait, no, this is it.

This is it.

Stop. Slow down. Slow down.

Slow down. Stop. Stop.

I don't see sh*t.

If you're f***ing driving me in

circles, I swear to god, Flores.

Look, I don't know the meanings

to your cartel messages,

all right?

I'm just telling you

what I know.

Well, get out,

and start looking for it.

Maybe it's an address.

An address with no street name?

They were coordinates.

We're standing on it.

Smell that?

Here we go.

"Black trumpet canyon."

What the f*** is that?

It's the aguas frias canyons.

They were called "black

trumpet" a long time ago.

Is there a post office

in aguas frias?

There's no anything

in aguas frias.

If you wanna make your drop in

time, we better go look around.

You know, there's still

a couple of corners

of this canyon

we haven't checked yet.

This is it.

This is it.

How long do you think

this has been here?

Couple months? Couple decades?

Who gives a sh*t?

So, we need to move the truck,

'cause this will never work

if that truck's there, and...

Yeah.

Flores, thanks for helping me, man.

You didn't have to do that.

Thank you.

Get the stuff out.

Hey, Hobbs, I got you some...

I trusted you.

You were always weak.

Oh, sh*t. Oh, sh*t.

Oh, f***. F***.

Oh, sh*t. Davis.

There they are. There they are. Okay.

Here they come. Come on.

F*** the drugs, man!

No! Get him in here! Get him in here!

We've got to go!

Get him in here now!

No, no, no!

F***! No, no, no!

No! Come back! Come back!

Oh, sh*t! Oh, sh*t!

He shot me, Flores.

Try not to talk, man.

Oh, sh*t. Okay.

Is he okay?

The f*** do you think?

His gut's shot.

Well, maybe he shouldn't... He was

choking me. I was just trying to...

That doesn't matter, man. You've

got to call in life right now.

Wait. There's got to be

another way we can help him.

Davis, come on, man!

Just get him in the f***ing truck.

Davis, look...

I'll take him anywhere.

I'm not taking him

to a f***ing hospital.

Come on.

F***!

Help me get him in here!

Let's go!

Jiminez!

Jiminez!

What's going on?

We need help.

Is she here?

Go get Marisa. Hurry!

Flores, where are we?

He hasn't lost too much blood.

Unless you've cleaned him.

No. That's it.

Then it doesn't seem that bad.

Who is this, Flores?

It's okay.

Marisa.

What's she's saying?

It's K'iche'. She's Mayan.

What did she say?

She wants to take him

somewhere cleaner.

Is it far?

Not very.

Okay. Come on.

Where are we?

It's all right. We can't

get to the hospital yet.

We're gonna buy some time.

Where the hell are we?

- It's all right, man.

- Let me go.

Let me go.

Just let me go. I'll be all right.

Let me go.

Hobbs, she's got to see

the wound, man, okay?

Not a goddamn chance.

You've got to let her help.

Just make it...

Make it fast.

We need to move him.

Careful. His arm is broken.

In his mouth.

Hold him.

It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

You'll be all right.

What's she saying?

What do we need to do?

A prayer. That he has safe

passage to the other side.

What do you mean?

She can't do anything more.

F*** that. Ask her.

If she said she can't do more...

Ask her what we need to do.

She says, his organs,

they're ruined.

There's nothing else she can do.

She can make him comfortable,

but that's it.

Okay, let's make him comfortable.

A doctor's gonna do more.

Let's go, Davis.

If we can't get him

to a hospital,

we got to get him to a chopper,

but he's got to

go somewhere now.

No, Flores,

you heard the woman, okay?

He's not gonna make it.

Davis, come on, man.

It's over.

Let her make him comfortable.

We'll get him in the truck,

and we'll go finish

what we already started, okay?

F*** you.

Give me the keys.

Give me the keys.

I'm gonna take him myself.

Give me the keys!

I'm not f***ing

giving you the keys.

He needs real medicine. He needs a doctor.

We've got to try.

I know that, and...

She said it's too late for him,

but it's not too late for me,

and you know that, okay?

Flores, sit your

f***ing ass down right now.

Tell her to finish.

Come on.

Come on!

It's gonna be all right, man.

In the truck. Come on.

Hey, in the truck right now.

In here.

Yeah, in the truck.

Charlie 36, 700.

Charlie 36, 700. Do you copy?

Go for 700.

Yeah, we've got no confirmation

hobbs reported

to his next shift.

We're sending agents to initiate a search.

Standby as needed.

F***!

What the f*** are you doing?

Hey! Hey!

What the f*** are you doing?

Put that sh*t back in there.

Put that sh*t back in there.

Flores, don't try me.

Do it.

Do it.

Don't try...

You're a big man.

You shoot agents. Do it!

Flores, don't.

Do it!

Do it.

Okay.

I got him, Hobbs.

It's gonna be okay, all right?

We're gonna call the chopper.

No.

700, Charlie 14.

Don't call them.

700, Charlie 14.

I'm done fighting, Flores.

Don't call the chopper.

No, no, no.

Don't say that.

Please don't call the chopper.

Stay with me, okay?

We've got to try.

I ain't dying up

in that machine.

I need to hear the wind.

Charlie 14, go ahead.

No chopper.

I'm done fighting.

Come on. Get me out

of this cage, Flores.

We can do that.

10-3, still on the trail.

Davis.

Davis? Davis?

I need your help.

I need your help to

get him out of the truck.

Look at that.

Apaches, Comanches, they

fought over this land, too.

The same land.

But we put these borders here.

Flores, tell them...

Tell my kids to...

Just make sure they don't

forget to listen.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir, I will.

I'm so sorry, Flores.

I never meant for

any of this to happen.

You should just call it in.

It's over, man.

Who calls you, huh?

What?

Who calls you about

the f***ing drops?

I don't know anything, man.

Davis, if you f***ing lie to me,

I'll smash your

f***ing face off.

I'm not lying.

I don't know anything.

They just call me

and send me

pictures of my family.

I don't know anything.

You never met anyone?

No.

What about the car in the canyon?

You seen that one?

No. I don't know anything.

You're gonna go to jail for a

very long time. You know that?

But first, we're going

to see your boss.

Hey, Flores?

I could still warn them.

This is our blood.

This was your family.

Charlie 14, 700.

Go, 700.

Agents found a vehicle

near the 218 checkpoint,

but 10-7, no trafficker.

No sign of Hobbs.

Return to the station now.

Charlie 14, do you copy...

All right, we were here.

The car pulled up over there.

Get in the truck. Point the

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