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I, Luke Easton...

I solemnly swear that I will support and defend...

I solemnly swear that I will support and defend...

...the U.S. Constitution...

...the U.S. Constitution...

...and that of the state of New Mexico...

...and that of the state of New Mexico...

...against any enemy, external or internal...

...against any enemy, external or internal...

...and that I will remain faithful and loyal to the Constitution...

...and that I will remain faithful and loyal to the Constitution...

- ...with God's help. - ...with God's help.

- Great. Thanks. - You're welcome.

Come on, let's get to work.

Agent Read, there was no need.

I know flowers aren't for a tough guy like you,

so I thought I'd take them to my wife.

- Really? - I'm just messing with you.

Look, buddy, meet Goldie.

Goldie, the new sheriff.

Luke, this is Goldie, courtesy of Barnes.

Uncle Barnes and his fish.

Since retirement he's been a bit strange.

You're only crazy if you do crazy things.

Ty, it'll be a great adventure working together. I'm sure.

- I'm looking forward to it. - And me.

All right. Goldie, watch my friend.

"Congratulations, Luke. The return of the prodigal son.

"I'm glad you're back."

Good morning, John.

Agent Read, what do we have?

Byron Cressman, 36 years old,

Arizona license plate.

- A single shot to the head. - Did he leave a note?

No, just an empty bottle to drown your sorrows.

He was drunk when he committed suicide.

A big round of applause for the sheriff.

- Who found it? - Two children.

They had skipped school and, playing, approached the car.

- How long has it been? - About an hour.

I have your cell phone here.

I'll try to get in.

Okay, fine. Anything else?

Award.

Here you go, boss.

An ex-girlfriend?

Do you know her?

No.

Put it in a bag, will you?

And let's call McGraw to tow the car to the impound lot.

when they lift the corpse.

It's not going to be that way. Sorry.

Unfortunately, he closed the workshop eight years ago,

But we'll bring you a crane, boss.

Fuck.

LUKE: I GOT YOUR CARD. CAN THE PRODIGAL SON SAY HEY?

UNCLE BARNES: OF COURSE. COME ON BY.

- Uncle Barnes! - Luke.

Wow.

I didn't know when you'd deign to stop by.

Well here I am.

- Is that...? - Yes, of course.

- Can I? - Sure.

There's none of that in Los Angeles.

- I don't drink, remember? - Milk.

How long ago?

3785 days, but who counts them?

Wow. That's a long time.

I'm proud.

Thank you.

Your mother taught Cheyenne that recipe before she died.

It's true.

And have you been able to see Cheyenne yet?

-Not yet. -You both loved each other since you were kids.

I thought you'd be married and have kids by now.

Everyone believed it.

Yes. It is... complicated.

The big city hasn't made you any smarter, that's for sure.

Wow, what a fish tank!

Now I understand about the fish.

They are unique in their kind.

These fish are special.

I talk to them and they listen.

It is very therapeutic.

If you say so, Uncle Barnes.

If you say so.

How's it going being sheriff?

¿Luke?

Well, there's a lot of fuss at the police station.

I had a case today.

Glad to have you back.

Yes, I'm glad too.

I haven't been here in a century.

Does Mrs. Rodriguez still cook?

Yes, of course, just like in the good old days.

How can I help you?

It's me, Luke.

¿Lucas?

Is that you, my son?

You look so good!

They say you're nothing less than Mr. Sheriff, the boss.

Ah, it's not that bad.

- I like how you left the house. - Johnny...

Just like old times.

Two rascals running down the street who came to get my empanadas.

I miss them.

Yeah, hey, we need to talk to Eduardo.

-Again? -We just want to talk to him.

Are you coming to stop him?

No. Just to ask you a few questions. Nothing more.

Okay, my son. I'm going to wake him up.

Especially?

I'm telling you, that weirdo won't be sleeping.

It'll be up to its ears. Let me handle it. Okay?

Someone is looking for you.

What the fuck do you want now? I'm clean.

- My parole officer is taking me. - Yes, right.

I'm just curious what you're cooking up in the shed.

- Do you have an order? - Hey, hey, Lalo.

I'm Luke. Do you remember me?

We used to come here when you were little and play basketball.

Do you remember me?

You don't know me at all!

These bastards want to get me!

Get your fucking ass out of my house!

Have you seen this kid?

No. I haven't seen it.

He told us he came here two days ago to buy drugs from you.

That kid died in the emergency room from that shit.

- Talk to the guy on parole. - You told me.

They're lying, Grandma. I didn't sell him anything!

Lalo, calm down.

- It's the truth! - Don't do it, man.

Especially! Hey!

¡Down! ¡Down!

Lalo, up!

Especially!

Lalo! Stop!

Lalo, don't...

Don't do this.

- Drop the gun. - I don't want any more beatings!

- I just want to talk. - He overdosed alone.

I didn't force him.

It's true.

Okay, it's not your fault.

Alone...

I just want to talk. I'm going out now.

Don't shoot.

Do you remember me?

I'm Luke. I helped you with your math.

Drop the gun.

I just want us to talk, okay?

Shit.

Fuck, man.

What have you done, huh?

You're the best, Luke.

You haven't even been here a week and look how you've screwed up.

Fuck. Asshole.

Sheriff.

Damn.

Broadway Women's Shelter

Hello, welcome.

- What's your name? - Nicoly.

Nicoly, do you want to go play in our game room?

¿Cheryl?

Calm down.

Don't worry, you're safe here.

My boyfriend must not know I'm here.

He won't know. What's your name?

Laura.

Laura, you don't have to worry.

You'll be fine.

We'll take care of the paperwork, if that's what you want.

You don't know him. He has a very bad temper.

and will wait for me at home tonight.

He'll hit me again if I'm not there.

You've come to the right place.

and you can stay as long as you need.

Cheryl,

Will you help Laura with the paperwork?

I leave you in good hands.

I have to go to the clinic. See you tomorrow.

Everything is going to be okay.

Wait. I'll clean the wound.

Dr. Gomez will see you right away.

Dr. Gomez?

Yes, Cheyenne Gomez.

Luke Easton.

Dr. Cheyenne Gomez.

Don't be so surprised.

No, no, it's... it's...

It's just... I'm happy for you.

You came out ahead and you made it.

Well, it took me a while.

I'm proud.

God, I've wanted to call you since I got back,

but I've been going headlong at work.

Yes, I know you're the sheriff now.

Yeah.

But what a shame about Eduardo.

That boy always gets into trouble.

Yeah.

How is Mrs. Rodriguez?

That's fine. He's a tough nut to crack.

Yes, and you can say it.

Because it's not easy to take care of a grandson like that.

Well, it doesn't seem serious.

Just a scratch.

Okay, thank goodness.

You look good. You haven't aged a day.

You're not bad either. City life has been good for you.

I'm not so sure.

I felt like a fish out of water.

- I don't think it would fit. - What do you say?

But you were always the most popular.

You fit in everywhere.

Oh really.

And you? What have you been doing?

I volunteer at a women's shelter.

It opened a year ago.

If there's anything I can help with, please give me a call.

Thank you.

Okay, that's it.

Come back in two weeks.

Sorry. I have to go now.

Hey, I just wanted to apologize for the mistakes I made back then.

- Now is not the time. - Yeah.

I know, I know, I know.

I was so confused by what happened. I didn't...

You left without saying a word.

At least you could have called me or something.

- Chey... - It took me a while to get back to...

I am another man.

Really, and I would never leave you like that now...

Like what?

Can I call you sometime?

I'll think about it.

Yeah.

Thank you. It's fine.

Poetry! Papi is back. Eh, girl.

Let's see. What day is it? Do you remember?

It's day 3785. No, 86.

What do you fancy? Do you want lamb? Beef?

You ate lamb yesterday. How about we have beef today?

He saw in Cheyenne.

She is my doctor.

Ready? Can you smell it?

Oh!

The same Chey as always.

I HOPE YOU ARE FEELING BETTER

THANK YOU. I WAS NICE TO SEE YOU.

Come on, girl. Poey!

It's time to sleep.

Oh, yeah. Goodnight kisses?

You haven't even been here a week and look how you've screwed up.

"Liquor Plus".

Let's see... "Kitcher's on it."

Hey, boss.

Tell me you were able to get in.

Yes, I've entered.

- What? - Look...

- Everyone has their secrets, boss. - Come on.

It's empty.

Yeah. I looked at it thoroughly. But they'd deleted everything from the phone.

Let me try something.

We have it now.

- How did you do it? - It's my secret.

Files deleted.

- I'll have to remember that. - Of course.

Let's see.

Why delete everything if you're just going to...?

I guess there is some information that would make someone's life difficult.

Wait, wait, wait.

What do you say to this?

Oh.

Look.

It's the same number.

- Look into it. - I'm going.

Hey, good job.

Sorry. We're closed.

You are Honesty, aren't you?

Yeah.

Sheriff Luke Easton.

Enchanted.

- Am I in trouble? - No.

No, no, no.

I'm looking for answers. Is this your handwriting?

Yeah.

And do you remember this particular ticket and the people you served?

Yes, I remember them. They were a woman and a man.

- The ticket is for an invitation. - Invitation?

Why was it an invitation and who invited them?

Mr. Morris called me and told me.

Mr. Morris. And Morris's full name?

Kitcher Morris.

He is one of the owners of this.

And the woman you mentioned? Do you remember her name?

I don't feel it.

No.

And do you remember anything else about that couple?

Have they done something wrong?

I'm not allowed to tell you. I'm sorry.

Okay. I don't usually stick my nose in.

but there was something strange.

In what sense?

Mr. Morris never gives away drinks.

And the two seemed in love.

Why do you say that?

A girl knows when a guy is into her.

Yeah, I guess.

Do you remember anything else?

- No, that's all. - Good.

Well, thanks for your time, Honesty,

and if by chance you remember anything else,

your name or whatever, please call me.

Here is the number.

Sheriff Luke Easton.

- Sure. - Thanks.

Goodbye, handsome.

No bruises.

Nothing under the nails.

There is only a hole in the brain and traces of gunpowder

around the wound and the hand.

Blood alcohol level: 0.32.

One entry and one exit hole.

The gunpowder residue on his hand and head suggests suicide.

Fine, thanks.

What was an accountant in Phoenix, Arizona doing?

in Rosa Sangre County?

Did you come here to commit suicide?

Do you want to drink something in the meantime?

I'll have some green tea. Thank you.

- A cup of coffee for me, please. - Very well.

- Right away. - Thank you.

Hey, thanks for coming.

Is there any reason to choose this location?

- You remember. - How could I forget?

We came on our first date. And we had a great time.

It was a long time ago.

We were very good together, Chey.

Until you left.

Touched. Touched.

I've never stopped thinking about you.

Ah, yes.

I'm sure you were always thinking about me in Los Angeles, right?

- All the time. - Really?

I missed that smile.

Leaving here was...

the worst mistake of my life.

And leave you.

- Here it is. - Oh, thanks.

Are you ordering now?

Can you spare a few minutes?

- Yes, of course. - Thank you.

For old times' sake.

OK.

For starting over?

Do you still remember?

Of course. How could we forget it?

As good as last time.

I shouldn't have left.

And why did you leave?

Too many ghosts.

Yes, they harassed me and I thought I could run away from them.

But not.

First, my parents died in that accident,

and then Sara disappeared...

I don't know, I lost control.

After what happened to your sister, I tried to reach you,

but you blocked me.

Yes I know.

It was empty inside

and I felt useless,

I couldn't find Sara.

It's just that I didn't know what to do.

I wanted to help like everyone else.

But you started drinking. Everything went to hell and...

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that.

No, no, you're right, just like everyone else.

Take it easy, Luke.

You did what you could.

Yeah.

Yes. That's true.

- But I wasn't up to it. - You've always been there for me.

Thank you.

For always being you, Chey. Thank you.

- Do we know anything about Cressman? - No.

No criminal record. He was just an accountant.

- He was Morris's courier. - Courier?

Was it money laundering? And what about the girl?

He called her with a disposable cell phone.

And your identity?

No. And Alba could be a fake name.

The other number he called on the last day was that of a lawyer.

¿Kitcher Morris?

Yes. How do you know?

If you did your homework, Sheriff, you'd know Morris is a shady guy.

The bar's license has already been revoked about three times.

Okay, let's bring that suspicious guy in for questioning.

You're the boss, captain!

Johnny, wait.

John.

Sites Agent, for.

- It's an order. - What do you want?

- We need to talk. - About what?

From this.

- This is me clocking in. - What's your problem, John?

- Hey. - You. You're my problem!

I'm fed up with your shitty attitude and we have work to do.

Ah, you've noticed my attitude, huh?

Congratulations, Sherlock.

- Very well. - Don't do that.

Okay. Do you want to talk?

You're a fraud, Luke. You're a fraud.

You always have been. Okay?

Come on, go on, come on.

You would have been fired from the force years ago if it were up to me.

You wouldn't have even passed the academy.

What does that have to do with anything?

Everything! You almost killed a kid.

To a kid. Because you're always going crazy.

He was pointing a gun at me.

I had it under control, but you, the big boss, had to step in.

I was doing my duty.

Congratulations. Yes. You did your duty.

Shooting a kid and getting no answers.

Yeah. But hey, you did your duty.

If you wanted to do it right, you would use this.

I don't know how the hell you got so high.

So that's the problem.

- Why do you think you deserved it? - But did you?

You, yes, the super cop of the big city.

You're just a drunk with a lot of luck, man.

On the other hand, I've been here for 15 fucking years earning it.

- You don't understand. - Yes, you're right.

I don't understand. I don't know how you can always land on your feet.

And here I am, standing in front of the new sheriff.

That's it?

Someday you'll get us killed.

You know what? It's true.

I screwed everything up,

but I'm trying hard to do it right.

Yes, I was an alcoholic.

I've been sober for ten years, fighting it every day.

I don't know why they gave me the position,

but I do what I can.

And, John, I can't do it without you. Okay?

So I ask you to help me.

You always come up with some trick.

No, it's not a trick. I mean it.

Exactly what you were talking about.

We'll see.

Good girl.

Yes, I love you.

Go play.

WHAT HAPPENED? WHY HAVEN'T YOU MADE THE DELIVERY?

SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED

WHERE IS THE MONEY?

TO SALVO

CUSTOMERS ARE VERY PISSED OFF!

I HAVE THE MONEY. WHERE DO YOU WANT TO MEET?

I WILL CONTACT YOU

John,

a new track.

Morris.

Send a car to pick him up tomorrow. Bring him.

Don't push him too hard, okay?

We need information.

I know what I'm doing.

Mr. Morris.

Sit down.

I'm Sheriff Luke Easton.

- What do you want, Sheriff? - Just to have a chat.

I'm not going to say anything.

I know my rights.

Okay. Yeah, sure, I'll start.

I don't know what you're talking about.

¿No?

Maybe five million will refresh your memory?

I'm new here, but I'm sure

that the owner of that money wants to get it back.

Where is Cressman?

¿Byron Cressman?

He's dead.

That?

Yes I know.

I would have asked him what the money was for, but I can't.

That's why I was hoping you would help me.

Tell me, why an accountant from Arizona

crossed the border alone with a bag full of money?

He's someone I hired, he was nobody,

a courier to pick up a package and take it to an anonymous customer.

I need that money.

My family is in danger.

Do you know who this woman is?

Just a girl Cressman was sleeping with.

Do you know where you are now?

No.

I do. Take a look.

Is that enough for you?

Let's review:

we have a suicide, a murder

and we have a very valuable package.

And you know what the best part of all that is?

You were the last one Cressman called.

- I want a lawyer. - He wants a lawyer.

A lawyer. He wants a lawyer.

Who was that money for?

Who was that money for? Answer!

- Fuck. - Who was that money for?

- He can't control himself. - I don't know!

Whose is it?

Tell me who the girl is!

- Answer! - Uh, uh. Fuck, Luke.

- You have the information we need. - Good.

Okay, calm down.

Morris, Morris, Morris.

If I were you, I would start talking,

to get rid of the big guy.

We have to charge him as an accessory to a crime.

A crime?

Yes, about the girl's death.

You can't do that. I haven't killed anyone.

Maybe. But when we check it out,

Word will have already spread that he is being investigated for murder.

If by chance any of your partners are involved,

you would have a bad time.

- They can't do that. - Read.

Proceed to sign Mr. Morris.

That?

- Yes. Yeah. - Wait a minute!

One moment!

- Or do you have something to tell us? - Yes.

- Okay. - Good. Let's see.

Who was Cressman supposed to give that money to?

A Danes.

Jack Danes.

Jack Danes. What does that name sound like to me?

I don't want to know.

Don't go near him if you know what's good for you, Sheriff.

What was the money for?

Don't know.

I am a middleman.

I only organize the couriers who deliver packages to my clients.

I don't ask questions.

And what was different in this case?

Cressman did not appear to deliver that shipment,

and they called me.

Good. Now he'll call Danes.

- Arrange another delivery. - I can't.

He'll kill me if he finds out it's a trap.

Call.

I have to answer.

Honey, don't let him hurt you again.

- What's up, Chey? - Laura, it's Sheriff Easton.

- He's come to help you. - Hello, Laura.

Her boyfriend hit her again.

He has been abusing her for years.

Laura,

you have to file a complaint at the police station.

I can't do anything

if we don't arrest him and charge him.

Can you report it?

I can't. He'll hurt me again.

We'll find you a permanent spot, okay?

I can't report it now.

Laura, please.

Laura, please.

- I'm sorry. - Don't go home.

- Should I go after her? - No.

I'm sorry.

All we can do is pray that she doesn't come home with him.

- Do you know the boyfriend's name? - He hasn't told me.

I'm sorry I got you into all this.

Chey, I came to help you.

You're doing a great job, can you hear me? Hug me.

MORRIS: DANIEL STONE. CALLE COLBURN, 409

Who are you?

Who are you?

The money man.

Where is Cressman?

Problems with a girl.

Throw the bag here.

What if I trade it to you for some information?

What if I shoot you and take the bag?

You could.

Police eyes?

I don't have time for this.

You have until I get there to ask your shit.

Then I take the pasta.

What do you know about the girl Cressman was dating?

Nothing. Next question.

- Can I show you a photo? - I'm almost there.

Do you know her?

No.

It's over.

Give me the fucking bag.

You're a bastard. Check it out!

He played us!

You know what? I do kill cops.

¡Matadlo!

- How did you know I'd be here? - From the police radio.

There were at least five.

- I might have hit two or three. - Can we call the FBI now?

There's no time for that.

We don't know the extent of this.

Besides, Morris' involvement is not a good sign.

Because?

Because?

You know what? Sheriff Pikes asked that very question.

Your predecessor.

He asked too many questions, dug himself too deep, and disappeared without a trace.

You'll see.

Hey, all roads lead to Morris.

I must find out who the girl is.

Why, man? Why do you care so much about the girl?

Son, you've already experienced something similar.

and I can't imagine how bad you're feeling.

So stop this madness before you get killed.

You can't keep blaming yourself.

I have to figure this out, guys.

Yes of course.

Of course.

Yeah?

You've been very busy, Luke.

You've taken out one of my best men and you still have my money.

You will not intend to leave it.

Who is it?

The man who will get you killed, if you don't give me back what's mine.

Mr. Danes?

So you know me now.

Listen, I don't care about your money.

Then I would appreciate it if you would return it to me as soon as possible,

and I will gladly pay your fees when you deliver it to me.

Of course.

- On one condition. - I don't negotiate, Luke.

And even less so with second-rate sheriffs like you.

You can't imagine how many of yours I've bought.

Deliver the bag in the morning

or I'll be forced to go after her in person.

Today.

Yes, what a gem.

That's how we get rid of the rats!

Danes, what do you want?

Although I would love to say that I come to enjoy the atmosphere,

This is certainly not the case.

I've come to give you a job, Craft.

I already have one.

And a lot of debt.

I already told you I would pay you.

With this work, you pay off the debt.

All the debt?

All the debt.

- I'm listening. - You have to go pick up a package.

- What's in the package? - Are you serious?

You have to go somewhere and get it and kill the jerk who took it from me.

Why me?

Why isn't your gorilla going?

Feel your hairy ass before I split your head open.

Come on, guys. Let's not get upset about this.

Do this little job for me

and I will add another 50,000

when you deliver the package and bring me his head.

Who's the jerk?

Does that matter?

Deal.

Awesome.

You're clever, Craft.

Boyd will give you the details.

Do you trust that bastard?

No.

But he's expendable, Boyd, you're not.

What was that about, Uncle Ezra?

Is everything okay?

Yes, it's going well. Very well.

Ready to get started?

Well, I don't know.

What should I do?

You wanted to be a criminal and make easy money.

It's your chance.

Or just sit there.

to be a poor devil all your life.

Yeah.

Yes, okay.

Here's to that.

Come on, kid. Finish that.

And get ready to join me.

Agent Read.

Good. Okay.

See you there.

Why do I have to dig?

There's a shovel. We haven't found any more.

Besides, you're good at it.

It's incredible.

Damn.

Yes. We found the girl.

Mr. Carrillo wants to see you.

Who is Mr. Carrillo?

The pattern.

Don't worry. He just wants to talk.

You'll give it back to me.

Mr. Easton, go ahead.

Please sit down.

Do I have a choice?

We all have a choice, Sheriff.

Allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Fernando Carrillo

and I run the Juarez cartel.

It's a bit far from your territory, isn't it?

Yeah.

And not.

Dog!

You won't be one of those vegans, will you?

Because I'm going to tell you something.

These steaks are magnificent.

Although nothing like the roast beef from my country.

As you may have guessed,

I have an important import-export business under my charge,

and in my sector, it is necessary to cross the border from time to time

to straighten hats.

What does this have to do with me?

He has something that belongs to me.

Come, please eat.

You can eat and talk.

I will take it as an insult to you if you don't eat with me.

It seems we have a mutual acquaintance. Kitcher Morris.

Morris.

He is my intermediary in certain business here.

Or at least it was until Danes and him decided to steal me.

Like two greedy pigs,

they wanted more.

They tried to pay for my merchandise with my own money.

What kind of merchandise?

What do you think I'm selling, Sheriff?

Mexican sweets?

Let's see if I've got this straight.

They bought their merchandise

with the laundered money that was stolen from him.

I worked with the mail.

Cressman.

Do you know him?

I know he's dead.

I had some money that belongs to me.

But like everyone else, he became greedy and stupid.

Idiot?

I wanted to steal the money from Danes that Danes was stealing from me.

Why take the risk?

He fell in love with one of my girls.

Alba.

One of my best girls.

I picked her up too young for those who are looking for that.

And after everything I did for her.

She never liked prostitution,

So he convinced Cressman to take the money, my money,

and then run away with her.

What happened to him?

I couldn't let him get away with it.

He wanted to leave.

And I let him go...

forever.

Why are you telling me this?

He'll give me my money back and help me take out Danes.

And I'll let him live.

What makes you think I'll work for you?

Well, as I've already told you,

We all have a choice, Sheriff.

I'll call you tomorrow to arrange it.

Dog!

The gun.

Yeah?

I'm coming.

Yes? What's up?

We found her.

To Sara.

In a shallow pit.

They're going to perform an autopsy, but they think she was suffocated.

I'm sorry.

Will it be me?

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

Where is?

In the warehouse.

Fuck.

Take all the time you need.

Very sorry.

I should have gone with you.

I should have been there.

They think she was suffocated.

UNCLE BARNES: I NEED YOU TO COME RIGHT AWAY

LUKE: I'M GOING THERE

Uncle Barnes!

Luke.

Don't touch that gun, son.

What's up, Sheriff?

Who the fuck are you?

I'm the collector.

You have something we want.

They want the money, Luke.

Don't get complicated, Sheriff.

Give us the money

and we will leave them alone.

I don't have it with me.

And where is it?

In a safe place.

- I'll take you to where he is. - Let's take out the old cowboy now.

Bernie, I told you to shut the fuck up.

I'll take care of it. Come on.

You'll take us to the money or we'll kill you.

Okay. Good.

It's a few kilometers away.

GOOD.

We'll go in my car.

Okay, let's go in your car.

Now!

No one has to die, son! Just give us the money.

- Barnes, are you okay? - Yes, yes.

Start the car, boy!

Let's go.

Hello, Uncle Barnes.

- Are you okay? - Yes.

It's just a scratch.

Do you want me to sell it to you?

Oh, hell no. I'll be fine.

- Have you discovered anything? - Rental car and fake license plates.

I can't let you come home until this is resolved.

Ah, nonsense. They're after you, not me.

They don't care who gets hurt.

My only advantage is money and for now it's safe.

- You could just give it back and be done with it. - I can't.

Hey, Chey, do me a favor.

Take Uncle Barnes with you for a few days. Go to Los Angeles.

- I have contacts there. - No, no, no.

- I'm not going to run away like a... - Yeah, man.

You were there. You saw what happened.

I have to do this alone. I won't put you in danger.

I can help you.

No, you can't. Chey...

Do it for me, okay?

- Okay. - Thanks.

Can I at least go home and get some things?

No, you can't.

Yeah.

Let it be quick, okay?

I will run faster than a hare with its tail on fire.

- Agent Read will take you. - As you wish.

Agent Read.

You should switch to decaf.

Yes, tell me.

Very good.

Don't worry.

I won't hurt him.

I just want my money and to take care of Danes. That's it.

I said don't worry, okay?

Hosts!

Put down your phone.

A fifty-something covered in tattoos with a twenty-something buddy.

That?

Don't try to play me.

Two guys came for me.

Are they men of Danes?

I don't know if they are Danes men, but I know who they are.

Okay. Call Danes.

- No, I... - Call him.

Craft has screwed up.

Do you think I haven't heard about this yet?

The phone.

¿Morris?

- Hello? - Danes, I'm Sheriff Easton.

He passes me Morris again.

No, shut up and listen to me.

I'll give you the money in exchange for some information.

Let's not negotiate over the phone.

Better in person.

At the Old Grand Hotel.

And bring my money.

My cell phone?

You've signed your death warrant, Sheriff!

¿Poey?

¡Poey!

Poetry? Come.

Here you are.

Good, good, calm down, calm down.

Come on.

Let's go.

Hey, Barnes, we're leaving. Hurry up!

I'm leaving now.

I want you to take out that son of a bitch as soon as you have the money.

You're not going to leave my hotel alive.

Don't let me down, Boyd.

Calm down, boss.

¡Barnes! ¿Cheyenne?

What happened?

I heard her scream and then I lost consciousness.

Craft has Chey.

Today.

- Son of a bitch, I swear... - What's up, Sheriff?

If you hurt him, I'll kill you, Danes!

Uh, uh, uh…

I needed an insurance policy so you wouldn't do anything stupid.

I have the money!

Well, you don't have to worry.

As I promised, I'm at the Old Grand Hotel.

Come in an hour or...

you know the rest.

Shit.

What are you going to do?

What the fuck is going on?

- They have her, John. - Who?

To Cheyenne. Danes has taken her.

- Fuck. - I'm going to get her.

Yeah.

Forward.

Let's go.

At the Old Grand Hotel.

OK.

Tonight we are going to have fun.

I'll take my money and get that thorn out of my side.

Sit down.

You don't know Luke.

He's coming for you.

Yes of course.

Danes has an army waiting for him.

But that's not going to stop him.

Have you seen the weapons Danes has?

Yeah. You're right, man.

This bitch wants to eat our heads.

You heard it, bitch.

Your boyfriend is a dead son of a bitch.

One hell of a party, man.

Hey, I have the money for Danes.

Here, take it. You'll be a hero. Sorry, man.

Pity.

I'll keep this.

Where is the girl? Where is she?

Where have they taken her?

- I can go on like this all night. - Where are they holding the girl?

Third floor, at the end of the corridor.

You see? It wasn't that difficult.

Go for it.

I shit in milk.

What was that?

- Stay here. - Where are you going?

Stay here with her. Is that clear?

Sit down.

That girlfriend of yours.

Yes, she'll be dead by now.

You're very late.

Shit!

Hey!

- You came for me. - Of course. Let's go.

Look who it is.

The man of the moment.

I should get the money back before I kill you.

I don't give a shit about that money.

Well, that makes two of us!

Give it up, Sheriff. It's over.

If you say so.

Hello, big guy.

And my money, Luke?

Is that you, Fernando?

I have to protect my investment.

It was stupid to make a deal with Danes with my money.

I don't give a shit about money.

It's not yours.

- Where is it? - How did you know it was here?

I know everything.

I want my fucking money, sheriff!

It's not your fucking money, Danes!

Today!

Cheyenne.

Today!

It's over, you stupid bitch.

- It could have been easy. - Calm down.

Quiet.

Worth it. Worth it.

I just wanted the fucking money. Hurry! Come on.

Today!

Come on, move it.

Today!

- ¡Danes! - ¡Sheriff!

Don't make me kill your girlfriend.

You've been a fucking pain in the ass.

At least you brought my money.

It's all here, okay?

Let him go.

Here's the deal:

drop the bag and get out.

Then I'll let him go.

I don't want to hurt him, I just want the money.

GOOD.

Don't do anything stupid.

OK.

All right, hero.

Be a good boy.

Don't stop.

And since you're down there...

- Take it! - No!

Hello, Danes.

We had a deal.

Give me the fucking money you stole from me, asshole.

It's my money.

Your money? Huh?

Your money?

Chey, I'll get you. I'll get you.

Trust me.

Let go, come on, I've got you.

Trust me.

I got you, I got you.

I thought I was losing you.

Let's go.

Stop right there!

Don't fuck with me. Are you kidding?

And now what?

I can't let you go.

You killed my sister.

To your sister?

The girl you call Alba.

You took her from me!

I had no idea.

It was just business.

You raped me.

You forced her into prostitution.

You killed her.

And then you buried her

like a rag doll.

It was never my wish that he should die.

He obeyed orders.

Orders?

Whose?

Uncle Barnes?

That bastard was going to kill you.

I told you I'd take care of you, son.

How did you know where it was?

Because I followed you.

Let's go.

He killed Sara.

He said he was just following orders.

He was the head of the cartel.

Who was he going to take orders from?

How did you know I'd be here with the money?

I'd have someone following you.

No, there was no one.

I would have known.

- How did you know I'd be here? - From the police radio.

It was you.

What are you saying?

It's your work.

Okay, Luke...

We have the money. You caught the bad guys.

Congratulations, Sheriff. You've done a good job.

Fernando worked for you.

Luke. You've caught two dangerous criminals.

You are a hero.

You're no longer the washed-up drunk who left the county years ago.

Listen to me.

Let it go.

- Why did you kill him? - You didn't do it.

The truth, Barnes.

Very good, really.

The truth is that Fernando did not manage alone,

and I had to do it for him.

He is not the only mafia boss in Mexico.

I'll need someone to run things here.

I can put you in, like I did with him.

Never.

Bastard! Why couldn't you just let it go?

- Why, Barnes? - Why, why, why?

Why is everything done in this world? Out of greed.

What do some say? "Greed is good."

This is my county, I own it,

and it was my money you screwed up.

Why is it always about money?

And what about Sara's life? Did she not matter?

I loved Sara.

When I found out that Fernando had her, she was already in very bad shape:

hooked and prostituted.

I almost killed Fernando for what he did to him!

There is still a way out for you.

You don't have to do this.

Oh, really?

Give myself to you, huh?

And then what?

Spend the rest of my life in a cage like an animal.

No, Luke.

Can't.

Shit.

Barnes Easton,

you are arrested.

You have the right to remain silent.

Son of a bitch.

You've taken your time.

Yes, well.

Thank you.

You have not failed me.

Laura, get a beer.

Laura, a beer!

Sorry. I forgot to buy something.

Did you forget?

And how many times did I tell you yesterday that they were running out?

I'm sorry.

Are you sorry? Oh, wow.

Stay here. Stay still.

That?

You bastard!

What the fuck are you doing? Call the police.

I am the police.

Joey Espósito, you are under arrest for threats and assault.

- What did you tell them? - Agent Falcon.

Read him his rights.

Laura, please. Don't let them lock me up.

It's over, Joey.

I can't take it anymore.

Laura, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that.

I don't want to go to jail!

Thank you very much, Sheriff.

I didn't know what to do. I was so scared for my daughter and me.

It's my job.

Looks like you have mail.

I don't know. Wait, honey.

Go ahead. Open it.

Oh my God. This can't be mine.

Put your name.

Maybe the big boss up above wants you to start over.

Start over?

It's a new life.

This is... Thank you so much.

Thank you.

A cool mom deserves it.

Yeah?

Is it for me?

Thank you very much. Can I keep it?

Thanks, Nicoly.

Bye bye.

Good. Take care. We'll see each other.

Thank you.

- Are you ready? - Everything's ready.

Come on, we'll take it.

Now this belongs to you.

Well, thank you very much.

- It looks great on you. - Yes. You can say that right.

- Count on me, Sheriff. - And you on me.

Good luck.

Hey, I think you're forgetting the fish.

Goldie is all yours now.

Forgive me, Sara.

I love you and I always will.

Sorry for not being there when you needed me most.

- Are you okay? - Yes.

Turning the page is good, but it hurts.

That is very true.

We can stay.

No no.

I'm ready to close this chapter. Believe me.

What do you believe in?

The same old Chey!

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