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[♪]

[birds chirping]

[tense music]

[bird caws]

[♪]

[panting]

[gasping, panting]

[gunshot]

[eerie music]

[exhales]

[♪]

[handsaw rasping]

[♪]

[water rushing]

[♪]

[woman] What's wrong?

It's gonna be a long day.

You look great. New job.

-It's a start. -Yeah.

I'm proud of you.

Hey.

Aren't you forgetting something?

Di tu avemaria.

[♪]

[♪]

[♪]

Hooah.

Sorry I'm late.

Where do you think you're working today?

[Anthony] No teacher positions available here, bro.

-[laughs] What are you doing? -Just, um-- Look.

I do this. Watch.

We got this. Look.

I knew you were gonna do this.

Change. Dale!

[car horn honks]

[man 1] I need three guys. You, you, and you.

-[Manny] Listen. -[Derrick] Hmm?

[Manny] Only speak Spanish.

The last thing that these gringos want

is a clean-cut, English-speaking immigrant.

It scares them.

Okay.

[man 2] All right.

You and you, you. Get in.

Yeah. [speaking Spanish]

[man 2] All right.

-What's up? -Look like [indistinct].

There's money.

[speaking Spanish]

We need six hombres.

Let's go.

[mellow music]

[♪]

Let's take a break, fellas.

[♪]

[speaking Spanish]

[man speaking Spanish]

[♪]

[music turns dissonant]

[♪]

[♪]

[music fades]

[sinister music]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[birds chirping]

-[Derrick] You guys okay? -I have a headache.

-Anthony, you all right? -[Anthony] What the fuck happened, man?

I don't know.

Where the hell are we?

And where's Manny?

[insects trilling]

[grunts]

Hey, guys.

[speaking Spanish]

It's a shock collar for dogs.

Let me take this off.

-[electricity crackles] -[exclaims, groans]

Oh, shit. Bro!

[groans]

[gasps]

-You okay? -What the fuck was that, man?

[grunts]

[groans]

[trumpet fanfare playing over PA]

[ominous music]

[Floyd over PA] Buenos días, motherfuckers.

Let's start the day off with some brevity.

How many Mexicans does it take to screw in a light bulb?

Three. One to hold the bulb,

and two to turn the ladder.

[Floyd laughs]

All right. Let's get to it.

It's a new day for y'all.

Welcome to the game of your life.

You see, y'all came into our great country illegally.

And I'm sure that took skill, cunning.

Well, you're gonna need more of that today.

The way I see it,

any illegal that crosses the border,

well, they shouldn't be afforded the same rights

as someone that was born here.

So we're gonna give you 22 hours.

Get your ass back to where you came from,

or you gonna get a permanent plot on our land.

You got that?

You understand what I'm sayin'?

Good.

And I wouldn't touch them collars if I were you.

No, no, no. See, there's a few prizes that come with that.

The first prize, that-- that'd be a shock to the neck.

[chuckles] I might did my best to keep everything safe.

Let's just say that the voltage regulator is hit or miss.

The runner-up prize,

well, I'll tell y'all about that later.

For now,

we got about two hours left of daylight.

Now, there's a fence line to the west up over that ridge.

It's quite a hike, but you'll find a way to it.

And if you do, you'll be less than a mile from the border.

Well, then you can jump your ass back over that fence like you did coming this way,

and that'll be the end of it.

And that's the offer.

But terms can change at any time,

so I'd hop to it if I were you.

The clock is tickin'.

Tick-tock. Tick-tock. [laughs]

We need to find Manny. We need to find the others.

We need to get the hell out of here.

-[Javier] Let's go. -Keep an eye out.

[tense music]

[♪]

[Floyd] Easy to forget how beautiful it is out here.

And the whole place is just shrouded

in dark memory, secrets.

Used to be a time we'd come down here with little sister and Mom.

Don't, man.

Hey.

You ain't gotta worry about it.

We gonna kill them all and let God sort 'em out.

Everything's good. Who's ready to lose?

You put the keys where they supposed to go?

What I look like, a fuckin' amateur?

[Lucas] What, you want some?

[grunts]

-Don't mess around! -[Chris] You watch it. You--

-Hey. -[Lucas] Man, come on!

All right. Hey, hey! Hey! Hey!

That's enough, goddamn it!

Can't tell if you two are fuckin' or fightin'.

Gotta take this shit serious. Remember what happened last time?

Had to chase that damn coyote all the way down to the interstate.

Anybody could've found him. Anyone!

I told you it wasn't my fuckin' fault!

Oh, well, whose fault was it then, huh?

You boys done dicking around, get these guns back in the house.

-How you doing, Pops? -[Lucas] You heard him.

Come on, sis.

You better watch yourself. They ain't so small no more.

-Well, stop feeding 'em. -Yeah, good luck with that.

-I love you, Pop. -You wait till your brother Joey gets here.

He'll step off that porch and whoop all y'all.

Well, he's gonna have to do it from the grave,

'cause he's been dead for 20 fucking years.

Oh, shut up.

[scoffs]

[low, solemn music]

[panting]

Hey, hey! Hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey.

[speaking Spanish]

-No. -[man] No, no.

[speaking Spanish]

Hey, hey.

-Hey. ¿Está bien? -[Derrick] Yeah, how you doing? You all right?

-[Manny] ¿Está bien? -Yeah. ¿Y tú?

-[feedback screeches over PA] -[Floyd] Oh, hey, now!

One thing real quick. I almost forgot.

Any you fuckers who are trying to save yourself a trip,

have a look up in that tree right there, huh?

You'll see a set of keys dangling.

Go on, have a look.

Those keys are very important.

They belong to a truck,

and that truck is parked right outside of here.

Now, if y'all are able to make it to that truck,

with those keys,

well, hell, y'all free to go.

What you think about that?

[laughs]

Good luck.

[♪]

-Javi, vámonos. -No. No.

No, no. [speaking Spanish]

-Let's go. Let's go. -No, no, no.

[gunshot]

Shit, come on, come on, guys. Come on. Come on, come on.

[Floyd laughs over PA]

That'll teach you boys what happens when you try to claim something as yours.

Ain't no easy way out of here, you lazy motherfuckers.

[laughs]

[dial tone ringing]

[ringing continues]

[dialing]

Hi. This is Grace Reyes.

-[woman] Yes? -My husband works there.

Today was his first day. Derrick Reyes?

[woman] We had Derrick Reyes apply,

but unfortunately he didn't get the job.

Are you sure?

[dial tone ringing]

[voicemail] Please leave a message after the tone.

-[beep] -Baby.

You need to answer your phone.

I call Anthony, Manny. No answer.

I'm-- I'm-- I'm getting worried.

Did you lie to me, Derrick?

[sighs]

It doesn't matter.

Just come home.

I love you.

[beep]

[♪]

[dispatcher] 911. What's your emergency?

I want to report a missing person.

[Manny] We'll go this way.

-It's gonna work. -Okay.

All right, let's do it.

Do you know this guy?

Seen him at a few worksites.

He's always at the hardware store looking for work.

-Yeah, but do you trust him? -I don't know him like that.

-But I recognize that tat. -He seems cool.

Yeah, but nothing's as it seems right now.

If what's really going on here is what we think is going on here,

we're gonna be stronger in numbers.

I agree. We have to stick together.

All right. Look, the sun is going down.

We gotta make it to the fence line.

Yeah.

Javi.

[Marconi] This is hard. I know.

Has he lied to you recently or been deceptive in any way?

[Grace] No.

Well...

he did lie about getting a job.

It was a temporary position.

I called.

Uh, he did lie about it.

Mrs. Reyes, I'm sorry, but we can't put together a search

until he's been missing for 48 hours.

No, I know him.

-He wouldn't do this! -This happens.

He's probably with friends or someone else.

No, he's not with someone else.

-Please, you gotta believe me. -My hands are tied for 48 hours.

I truly am sorry.

[solemn music]

I still don't know why we're leaving my truck.

Ain't like they know how to drive anyway.

[Travis] Games begin at dawn, boys.

[grunts] They're on the perimeter and ain't going nowhere.

We just need to sit tight. Get us a little rest tonight.

Well, if it was up to me, I'd go down there right now

and kill every last fuckin' one of them.

Goddamn it! Why do you do this?

It's the last kill that matters.

The rest is just a game, son.

What they did to us isn't a fucking game, Pa!

Hey, you need to mind your place, boy.

-Why don't you just sit down? -What?

Shut the fuck up. You weren't even there.

Why do you always act like I don't know what happened?

-'Cause you weren't fuckin' there! -Stop it!

Those people tore our whole family apart!

Two of you are living goddamn proof of it. Sit down, boy.

Maybe you need a reminder of why it is we do what we do here.

Maybe we all need a goddamn reminder.

Reminder that the whole world has been built by Americans,

hardworking fuckin' American people.

We wake up one day, look back on our lives,

-we made an honest living. -Survival of the fittest.

-Survival of the fittest. -Mmm.

Keeps the order of things in place. You guys know this.

Keeps the blue collars blue, keeps the big dicks a-swinging.

But don't forget, you hide beyond the system,

you make one goddamn dollar under the table,

you take a nickel from a hardworking American family,

come into our beautiful country illegally?

What the hell was left for us to do?

We go all in.

Yeah, fuckin' A.

All in.

[grunts] I'll call it a night.

-Y'all should do the same. -Yeah, yeah.

Lucas, since you ain't won a game yet...

you get the early head start.

I need you to find your balls tomorrow.

-Got me? -Yes, sir.

Good night, boys.

-Night, Pa. -Yeah, all right.

I'ma go scrape your grandpa off the front porch. [sighs]

You set 'em up. I'll knock 'em down.

[feedback screeches over PA]

[Floyd] Well, well.

Did y'all find that fence line yet?

Think you boys might just make it.

Just, uh,

one more thing before I sign off for the night.

What's that smell?

Death.

[Anthony gasps]

-[Floyd laughing] -[Anthony coughs]

[Floyd] Ooh, see?

The car's got more than a little spark to it.

We loaded 'em up with some American-made C-4 explosive.

Ha! [chuckles] So I'd stay inside the perimeter if I were you.

Let's just say, the cleanup is, um,

uh, kinda messy.

[Floyd grunts]

[speaking Spanish]

[in English] How do you know?

[speaking Spanish]

It's sport.

We're being hunted.

[♪]

Anthony. Come on.

[breathing shakily]

[phone ringing]

Paula, hi.

[Paula] Hi, love. How are you?

I'm looking for Manny. Is, uh-- Is Manny there with you?

No, Manny is not here.

Has Derrick come home yet?

No, Derrick hasn't come home.

I'm-- I'm worried to death.

[sighs] I'm worried too.

I-- I don't know what's going on.

I know that they were working together at the hardware store,

but they should have been home by now.

Derrick...

was working with Manny?

[sighs] Yes. That's what Manny say.

Well, I'm-- I'm just gonna have to call you back.

[beep]

[melancholy music]

[phone buzzing]

Yeah?

[Grace] I didn't know who else to call.

I need your help.

-Who is this? -It's Grace.

Kathrine, it's about Derrick. I don't know where he is.

Please, he has to come home.

Okay, I'm gonna need you to slow down.

What happened?

[♪]

I figured out you were some sort of military.

These belonged to my sergeant.

Brian Flores.

They mean more to me than my own.

He was a good man?

He was.

You have any kids?

Two beautiful little girls. How about you?

None.

My wife's pregnant. It's a girl.

[Javier] Congratulations.

Treat her like a queen.

Have you... ever seen anything like this?

I have seen enough bloodshed...

but nothing like this before.

They will come for us.

I know.

[♪]

[knocking]

Agent Knight. What can I do for you?

I'm here to request the next two days off.

Two days off?

It's a personal matter, sir.

[Sebastian] Everything okay?

A soldier I did two tours with in Iraq, he's, um--

he's gone missing.

Derrick Reyes, sir.

Shut the door.

Not your fiancé?

[exhales]

Ex-fiancé.

How long has he been missing?

Not long enough for local law enforcement to get involved, so...

I'd like to request permission to go look for him myself.

On my own dime.

From my understanding, he possibly might have been

working as a day laborer when he went missing.

We've received a cluster of calls from Central American agencies--

Honduras, El Salvador-- inquiring about missing day laborers in the same area.

-And what happened? -You know how we handle calls like that. We pass 'em through.

Anything related to potential cartel activity, we don't touch.

Reyes isn't affiliated with the cartel.

He's an American veteran, sir.

[sighs]

I worked with the sheriff down there

when we were fielding the calls.

Sheriff Paterson. He was helpful.

I think he could probably help you out.

I'll let him know you're coming down.

-Great. -You've got two days.

Thank you.

Kathrine.

See what you can find out down there.

Keep me posted.

[intriguing music]

[Manny] We're not familiar with the area,

but it's a safe bet that it would follow the creek all the way down.

It's gotta lead to a fence line.

[Derrick] You heard what that crazy fucker said.

These things here are ready to detonate

if we step outside the perimeter.

-We gotta get these things off. -[Anthony] But where?

Where are we gonna find the key?

-The house. -[Anthony] Are you out of your mind?

The crazy-ass rednecks are over there.

Plus, we don't even know if these are real explosives or not.

[Manny] Derrick is right.

If these things have an ounce of C-4 in 'em,

there won't be nothing left of our heads if they go off.

The house has gotta be over that ridge.

If we leave now, we can get there by dusk.

-Let's move. -I'll get Javi.

[♪]

[♪]

[cashier] Can I help you?

Is this where you pick up day labor in these parts?

-Yeah. -Is there any other place?

No, this is the spot.

Them dudes line up there all day like cattle,

just grazing for a job.

Ever seen people other than migrants?

-Local people, maybe? -[scoffs] No, ma'am.

I'll, uh--

-I'll get the owner, though. -Hmm.

[cashier] Travis.

[Travis] How can I help you?

I was hoping you could provide me with that video from the camera outside.

Can I ask what this is about?

I'm looking for a missing person.

-You the owner? -Yes, ma'am, I am.

Mm-hmm.

I'm looking for my friend.

We think he may have met some of his family here for a job,

possibly working as a day laborer.

He was supposed to come home last night, and he never came back.

Well, I don't know what to tell you. [chuckles]

I like to shoot straight, so I don't interfere with them workers out there.

I just stick to what I know.

But if I was a betting man,

I'd say any worker out there gone missing,

yeah, probably due to the cartel.

You know how the Mexicans coming in across the border--

My friend and several others are American citizens.

[scoffs] They're Americans?

[Kathrine] He served in the Army. Iraq.

Next to me.

Well, I'm sorry I can't be more of help.

Like I said, I just stick to what I know here.

What about the footage from the camera?

That damn thing ain't worked in years.

Just for show. Nothing but static.

Static.

I'm sorry I can't be more helpful.

-Thanks for your time. -All right. Good luck out there.

I hope you find him.

[tense music]

He's pissed about something.

You stupid fucks!

Why you seething like a yard dog, brother?

[sighs] I told you to look over everybody you pick up.

If they're clean, you leave 'em. You remember that?

-We did exactly what you told us to. -Oh, is that right?

I asked you to bring a bunch of illegals. That's what I asked you.

-Exactly what we did, Pa. -[Travis] No, you didn't.

What you did was pick up an American citizen.

-What are you-- -Oh, by the way, just happens to be an Iraqi vet!

-[sighs] Oh, jeez. -[Chris] What--

What are you talking about? How do you know?

I know because a goddamn federal agent

just came into the store looking for him.

Well, you two are about as sharp as a goddamn butter knife.

Fuck me. Goddamn. [chuckles]

We're out of options, boys.

I'll tell you what we're gonna do.

We're gonna up our goddamn game.

'Cause right now, we got a Mexican fuckin' Rambo on our hands.

[Travis sighs]

See, now, y'all...

y'all are the exact reason why I never had kids.

[Floyd grunts]

[♪]

[grunts]

Y'all ready to play hide-and-go-seek?

Maybe we'll play hide-and-go- get-your-ass-shot-off. How about that?

Don't you worry none.

We'll give you a fighting chance.

And we stashed a few crates not too far from the perimeter.

You can think of it as a box of goodies.

Basic weaponry, some supplies.

Just so you know we ain't all heartless.

You get to earn your right to live,

to get back home.

'Cause this land is our land.

Land ain't your land. This land is my land.

And it ain't made for you and me.

[speaking Spanish]

[in English] All right. Well, we'll see you soon.

[♪]

Let's go.

[♪]

[Kathrine] Sheriff Paterson?

-It's nice to meet you, Kathrine. -You too.

So, Sebastian told me all about your situation.

-Did you find out anything? -Well, we put out some feelers, but nothing just yet.

Problem is, most of these workers are undocumented, so to speak.

And I'm sure you're aware how difficult it is

to trace someone who doesn't exist already.

Right? That's our problem.

But as far as I'm concerned,

we're all children under God, right?

And we deserve to be treated as such.

So if there's anything you need, do not hesitate to give me call.

We're here to help, okay, Kathrine?

Thanks.

[♪]

[typing]

[can tab pops]

[insects trilling]

-Hey, I found the crate! -Hey, hey, wait. Wait up!

[Anthony screams]

-Anthony! Anthony! -Anthony!

Anthony!

-[grunts] -No te muevas, no te muevas.

-Don't move, man. -[Anthony] I wanna get out of here.

-Let me help you out. -Let's get you out of here.

[Anthony] I hurt my leg.

[grunts] My leg. My leg.

-[Javier] This is gonna hurt. -[Anthony coughs]

-[Anthony screams] -Wait, wait, wait, wait.

[Javier] We're gonna count to three, okay?

One, two...

-three. -[Anthony screams]

Hey, wait, wait. Put this on.

-Put this on. -[Javier] All right.

-[Anthony panting] -Wait, wait, wait.

-[Anthony groans] -[Derrick] Make it really tight.

-[Anthony grunts] -Come on. Let's get you out of here.

Come on. Easy. [grunts]

-[Anthony panting] My leg. -Come on.

-Come on, come on. -[Anthony] My leg...

-[Anthony groaning] -Be careful.

[Anthony panting] Thank you.

[Manny panting]

[Javier] Abrela.

No, no, wait! How do you know it's not even booby trapped? I mean--

Yeah.

Nada.

No mames.

Come on. Let's get out of here.

[Anthony grunts]

[♪]

Jesus.

[Travis] All right, boys. Your uncle and I are gonna take the fence line.

You guys follow the creek. All right?

Put away the big guns.

Today, mano a mano.

Watch yourselves. He's a trained fuckin' soldier.

[♪]

Go left, Floyd.

Be careful. I'm going down.

[Manny] Derrick!

[speaking Spanish]

[in English] Stay down, stay down.

Come on. Slide back. Slide back.

Stay down, stay down, stay down.

You all right, Javi?

Now we're even.

[sighs] God.

[Derrick coughs, grunts]

These guys are not fucking around.

[birds chirping]

What is it?

[low, eerie music]

[Anthony] Ah, shit.

-Oh, shit. -I'll help you.

-Give me your hand. -I'm fine. I'm fine. [sighs]

[quietly] He's not looking too good.

I think we should split up, cover more ground.

I'll take Anthony.

[speaking Spanish]

[in English] He's my family too.

I got him.

You two should head over to the house.

-We gotta go to the fence line. -He's right, man.

Okay.

We'll meet you at the fence at sundown.

-Copy that. -Okay.

[speaking Spanish]

-I'm sorry to hold you guys up. -We're good. Be careful.

-[Anthony] I'm sorry. -No, you're good. Come on.

[♪]

Wait.

There's a fence up ahead. I'm gonna go check it out.

-Let me go with you. -No. Stay here.

[dramatic music]

Anthony!

[Anthony grunting]

What was that?

[Anthony grunting]

No, no, no. Hey, hey, Manny. Calm down.

[speaking Spanish]

I'm gonna help my cousin.

Listen. You go find those keys.

Okay? You find those keys.

[speaking Spanish]

I will. Take care of yourself.

[Floyd] I guess you that vet they talking about, huh?

Yeah.

Just want you to know, ain't nothing personal.

If we knew who you were,

you wouldn't be here right now.

But you've seen us, so...

I'm just gonna have to kill you.

[both grunting]

[intense music]

Try to play me with a stick, huh?

All right. [panting]

Come on, now.

[Floyd groaning]

Come on, now. [grunting]

Goddamn it! [shouts]

[both grunting]

[Floyd groans]

[Floyd groaning]

You motherfucker!

Oh, in the gut. Oh, God.

I'm finished. Finished by you fucking spic!

You fucking spic! [groans]

[♪]

[♪]

[Chris whistles]

[Manny grunting]

[Manny grunting]

[panting]

[Chris] Bring me the knife.

Bring me the fucking knife!

No, man.

The fuck's wrong with you?

We're not-- we're not gonna kill him right now, all right?

You got a better idea?

Use him as bait.

We'll take him back to the house.

Use him as bait. [panting]

[chuckles]

Look at you. The brains and shit.

Okay.

It's your lucky day, hermano.

Grab his legs.

[Paterson] I have asked around.

No one seems to know a damn thing about your friends.

How long you been in CBP?

HSI.

Homeland Security Investigations.

Okay. So you're a Border Patrol detective, I guess.

-I've been called worse. -[Paterson chuckles]

That's a pretty fancy title as far as I'm concerned.

How long you been with HSI?

Turns out there have been 13 missing workers in your area in the past six months.

Is your department investigating that?

Unfortunately, no.

You see, trying to find undocumented workers always seems to hit a brick wall.

No one wants to talk, no one ever seems to see anything.

But that's understandable.

A lot of cartel activity in that area.

I mean, the Zetas kidnap the immigrants and extort the families.

I mean, it's a huge resource for them.

Sometimes the families pay and they murder them anyway.

I mean, it's...

The way I see it, they're a vulnerable population,

and that-- that saddens me.

What about the locals?

Locals?

-Anti-immigrant, white supremacists, neo-Nazis. -[chuckling]

-Those types. -Yeah, I hear you. Yeah, we got our fair share.

Red state and all. It's good ol' boys, you know?

We keep an eye on them.

-I'm gonna take off. I will get the check. -No, no, it's okay. I got it.

-Thank you. -Okay. Look after yourself, and if there's anything you need,

don't hesitate to call me.

-Will do. -Okay.

-Keep in touch. -You got it.

[ominous music]

No, no, no, no, no, no!

No. Floyd. Floyd!

Pa, is he alive? Is he breathing?

What the fuck?

-Answer me, Pa! -[Chris] Jesus.

Keep going, boys. We ain't got time for a funeral. Get over here.

Put him over your shoulder, Chris.

Watch him. Son of a bitch.

Come on, son. Get him to the truck.

[Katherine] I made a few calls, and the sheriff says

there's been multiple disappearances in the area.

So I dug a little further, and the owner of the hardware store

seems to be a part of a group that's spreading anti-immigrant propaganda.

[Sebastian] So you think these guys took Derrick?

[Katherine] I have my suspicions.

The owner of the hardware store owns a ranch about an hour north of town.

So, with your permission, I'd like to go check it out.

[Sebastian] You need evidence, you know that.

You can't just trespass on people's property without permission.

-Be professional. -Chief...

[Sebastian sighs]

I know it means a lot to you,

but you don't take this personal.

Call me when you have something solid.

[line beeps]

[♪]

[solemn music]

Tie him up good.

You give 'em both a hug from me.

[sighs]

[♪]

[hushed] Shh! It's me.

Damn, Derrick. You scared me, man.

Where's Manny?

They took him.

They went that way. Probably to the house.

Where's Anthony?

He's dead.

[speaking Spanish]

[in English] Follow me.

[clock ticking]

You're lucky.

He wanted to kill you.

Don't mistake this for weakness.

What are you doing, boy?

Just, uh, making sure he doesn't get away.

Chris tied him up good enough. Get out of here.

[breathing heavily]

[Grace speaking Spanish]

[hushed, in English] ...pray for us sinners now,

and at the hour of our death. Amen.

Hail Mary, full of Grace...

[Grace speaking Spanish]

[hushed, in English] Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now...

[speaking Spanish]

[sighs]

[Javier] Don't worry, Derrick.

You will see her again.

[Derrick exhales]

Your girls.

How old are they?

[speaking Spanish]

Don't look so discouraged, boys.

Your uncle died a brave man.

Now, we go kill this motherfucker.

And this time, we do it together.

He's right on the perimeter, boys.

We got him right where we want him.

Really? Have you seen Uncle Floyd?

[Lucas] Oh, I think it's the other way around.

-We're the ones being hunted. -[Travis] He's coming back.

We got his buddy. You bet your ass, he'll be back for him.

[shouting] He killed our fucking uncle!

I'll go kill that motherfucker!

Are you coming?

You're a fucking coward.

-Fuck off! -Goddamn-- Chris, get back here!

[Travis grunts] Come on.

Let's go get him before that soldier does. Come on!

I saw a clearing up there.

It might be a shack or something.

I'm gonna go. See if I can find some weapons,

maybe even the key.

If I'm not back in 15 minutes...

don't wait up.

[low, tense music]

[soft creaking]

[grunts]

[panting]

-Shh! -Javi! ¿Donde esta Derrick?

Shh. Shh. We don't have time.

[speaking Spanish]

[in English] If we don't find the way out of here.

Hey, hey, hey. Manny. Where are the fucking keys?

[speaking Spanish]

[in English] You stay here.

[speaking Spanish]

Sheriff, this is Katherine.

I think I know where Reyes is.

A ranch outside of town. I'll-- I'll send you the address.

[♪]

[♪]

[♪]

[♪]

[♪]

[crickets chirping]

[door creaking]

[door clicks shut]

[grunts, pants]

[grunts]

[gasps]

[gasping, panting]

[gasps]

[choking]

[stammering]

I'm-- I'm gonna get you some help.

You're gonna be fine. I'll get help.

You're gonna be okay. Okay?

-Okay, I'll be back. -[choking]

Oh, fuck, no!

[grunts] Fuck!

[grunting]

[panting]

[suspenseful music]

-[Derrick panting] -[Chris] Stop!

Drop the knife.

Drop the knife!

[speaking Spanish]

Yeah, I speak English.

Sergeant Derrick Reyes, United States Army.

Okay, soldier.

Let's see what you got.

[♪]

The fuck you waiting for?

[grunting]

First one's free, huh?

[Derrick grunting]

[Derrick groans]

You killed my uncle!

Come here.

[Chris groaning]

You can't run from me, soldier boy!

[♪]

[panting] Oh, shit.

Shit, shit.

[tense music]

-[metal clanks] -[Chris shouts]

Oh, fuck.

[groaning, panting]

I wonder...

how many innocent people you've killed.

[Chris coughs]

[Chris panting]

[♪]

-[twig snaps] -[Kathrine grunting]

[panting]

[♪]

[breathing shakily]

[♪]

Oh, boy.

[Lucas] What? What?

Chris?

Chris!

Chris! What happened him?

Chris.

No, no, no, no, no.

Come on.

Hey, buddy, it's me, it's me.

I got the keys. Let me take this off.

[speaking Spanish]

Then we'll get out of here.

[speaking Spanish]

-What the fuck? -Enough's enough, Dad.

Why can't you just let it go?

It's not your fault, all right? You--

-you didn't kill them! -[Travis shouts]

Don't you tell me how I should feel!

[speaking Spanish]

Your brother's dead, for Christ's sake!

Your uncle's dead.

What do you think, we should just let him go?

[indistinct whispering]

[Travis] Call yourself a soldier?

They're all gone.

We're killing innocent people!

No! Don't!

I need to hear that you are gonna be next to me the whole goddamn way.

I need to hear that you're gonna be by my side!

You hear me? You're my fuckin' last and only son.

Reyes killed them all!

I want his head on a goddamn platter.

We finish this now!

Are you with me?

Are you with me?

Attaboy. Come on!

[♪]

[panting]

-Hey. -There's bodies in there. I mean,

there's five, six, seven bodies out there.

-Wait a minute. -They're right there.

-We need to call somebody! They're right there! -Calm down!

Calm down, take a second, okay?

Let me call it in. Come on.

Come here. Just take a second.

[breathing shakily]

This is Sheriff Paterson. We have a situation at the Bernard Ranch.

I'm gonna need immediate backup. I repeat, immediate backup. Over.

Okay. Talk to me. What the hell's going on out here?

Who the fuck would do that?

[♪]

[gun clicks]

Get the four-wheeler.

Hey.

[speaking Spanish]

¡Mijo!

Somebody call my name?

[speaking Spanish]

[exhales]

[four-wheeler engine roaring]

[Derrick] We're not gonna be able to outrun those.

We've gotta find another way.

[speaking Spanish]

Get to the fence. And don't wait for me.

Hold up!

[♪]

[shouting] Javi!

[Derrick] No, no! Come on.

Let's go. Go, go.

[Travis shouting]

[gunshot]

Okay. You wait here, okay? You wait for backup.

I'll check it out. I'll be right back. Wait here.

[ominous music]

[Javier panting, coughing]

[♪]

You piece of shit.

These are my lands.

[gunshot]

[♪]

Come on, boy.

[sighs]

[♪]

Fuck.

[♪]

-[metal snaps] -[Manny screaming]

Come on. Shh.

Go left, go left.

Watch your step, boy.

-Shh. You gotta be quiet. -[Manny screaming]

-You gotta be quiet. -[Manny grunting]

[Manny] No, no, no, no!

-[Derrick] Shh, shh. -[Manny grunting] God! God!

[exclaims]

[♪]

-[Manny groans] -I can't get it.

Look...

I don't wanna shoot you.

Okay?

Okay.

Look, just hit me.

What?

I can't explain. Just hit me!

[Lucas grunting]

[Lucas] Go on! Go!

Go. Go!

[tense music]

[Kathrine] Drop the gun.

Drop the gun.

Okay.

You got that son of a bitch.

Yeah.

Where's the soldier?

Caught me off-guard. Sorry.

[grunting]

[Paterson] So you know my dirty little secret.

I guess you're wondering why.

And that's fair.

Kill him.

Travis is my brother-in-law.

Ten or so years ago, my big sister, she was murdered.

[sighs]

It was a home invasion.

She was murdered by people like the likes of your friend Derrick Reyes.

And all those other no-good fuckin' Mexicans.

[Travis] They killed your mother.

They killed your goddamn uncle, boy.

They killed your brother!

Pull out your fucking weapon and kill him!

[Paterson] People like you just don't get it.

'Cause you don't understand they don't belong here.

[shouting] They don't belong here!

None of 'em.

You're a sick bastard.

-Am I? -Yeah.

[♪]

Show me you're my boy!

[Lucas breathing heavily]

[Derrick] I'm the one you want!

You racist fuck!

Come get me!

Goddamn it, boy.

Man the fuck up.

Put a bullet in him. Show me who you are!

[Kathrine] You can spend the rest of your life thinking about

how these people came to this country to live a better life.

Just like everyone else.

Now get on your knees.

Get on your fucking knees!

Okay.

[panting]

[Paterson] You don't understand.

These types...

just don't belong here.

[♪]

You don't belong here.

[both grunting]

[♪]

[choking, panting]

[both grunting]

[Kathrine gasping]

[choking]

[gunshot]

[♪]

[Kathrine panting]

-[gunshot] -[Derrick grunting]

[groaning, panting]

How's an American-made killing machine like you

end up beggin' for work in front of a hardware store?

It's you, and people like you,

who took everything from me.

[shouting] Everything!

I took nothing.

[scoffs] The hell you didn't.

So long, soldier.

[dramatic music]

No!

[panting] Lu-- Luke!

Son, look at me!

Get your hands off of him!

You son of a bitch! [grunts]

This is for everything I've lost!

[gunshot]

[breathing shakily]

Katie?

[Derrick grunting]

What are you doing here?

Saving your ass.

Come on.

Come on.

-[both grunt] -Yeah.

-You need to get in the shower. -[Derrick chuckles]

[poignant music]

[siren wailing]

[phone ringing]

-Yes? -[woman] Hi. Mrs. Reyes?

We wanted to inform you that we have found your husband, Mr. Reyes,

and he is safe with us. You'll be able to see him soon.

[♪]

[police radio chatter]

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