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We need to keep Temo's case open.

We just found an undeclared bank account.

They found it on his phone.

Saw it myself, with my own damn eyes.

Those bastards tapped the phone of a murdered cop.

It's confirmed,

the election is leaning to Nueva Tijuana's favor.

Congratulations to you, secretary of security.

Tim Patterson didn't kill Temo.

Terry Davis is the string we need to pull on to unravel this mess.

-Father Terry! -Hey!

You think Ortega had something to do with it?

Raymundo. No more mistakes. This must be solved.

-Okay. -We're Cuauhtémoc Lozano's squad.

We want to know who killed him.

He was killed to protect Sueños sin Fronteras.

Watch out!

It was Raymundo, man!

Ortega's man!

Da-dum

Da-dum

Da-da-da-da-da-dum

-Da-dum -Oh

-Da-dum -Oh

-Da-da-da-da-da-da dum -La-da-doo-la-da-doo

This paradise

Is a dreamland for two

That--

Come on! Come on! Move!

Kitchen clear!

On your back!

Bathroom clear!

Living room clear!

Go to the back door!

In position.

Ready.

Grenade out.

Let's go!

He must be down here.

Over here!

Hold on your positions.

Copy!

If you don't open this door we're gonna have to blow it.

Do you understand?

Blowing the door in three, two…

My husband's not here. And you're never gonna find him.

And what did God say to Joshua?

Be strong and brave.

Don't be scared or discouraged, because the Lord, your God,

is always watching over you and He always will.

Because He is amazed at how much you sacrifice.

-We've all made sacrifices, haven't we? -Sí.

Haven't we?

Who among us has not lost something or someone that we love?

I know how hard it is to trust

when you've been mistreated and scorned for as long as you have.

But we must receive His many blessings

as a reward for the unstoppable force of our faith.

Yes!

Thanks to God, we shall be ready to receive!

And now,

I'd like to thank, uh, my associates

who have been with me from the beginning of this wild dream.

I'd also like to say thank you to Luisa, my lovely wife,

for her guidance and advice.

And above all, I would like to thank the people of Tijuana

who… about a month ago…

UNITED FOR A BETTER TIJUANA

…gave us their votes,

turning Nueva Tijuana into a reality.

Thank you so much for your faith in us.

Thank you all for being here.

It's been just incredible. Here in Tijuana, the future is bright…

-Thank you so much, truly. -Oh, it's my pleasure.

-My best to your family. -Congratulations.

-This weekend we'll go for a drive. -Of course.

-You'll see the site we picked. -Can't wait.

-That's great. -Thank you.

Oh, yeah, you're happy now, aren't you?

Yeah. You?

No, the governor. Look.

-What the hell? -I told you he'd be the first one.

Oh, come on. Fucking bastard.

We have to be very careful and protect ourselves.

-I know. -Okay?

-We know how he operates. -I know. I know.

-All right then. -Shall we?

-Let's take a photo. -Okay.

-Ready? -You look spiffy.

And you look gorgeous.

-Shall we get this over with? -Of course. One minute.

Thanks for your time, Father. We're investigating the fire

at the St. Nicholas orphanage in San Diego in 1993.

Oh, yes. Yes.

That was a terrible tragedy.

In all honesty, it's been many years since I've spoken about that incident.

Father, can you help us?

We're looking for a fugitive we believe used to live there.

He's known to us as James Williams.

-Here, take a look. -No.

-I don't remember him, no. -You're sure?

I'm sure. Yes.

Listen, Father… how did the fire start?

It was more than 30 years ago. I only remember fragments.

I remember being surrounded by flames.

There was shouting, lots of smoke. It all happened so fast.

People there still call you a hero.

We heard that you saved many children.

That you were hospitalized due to the burns you sustained.

Anyone would have done what I did. I promise I'm no hero.

The good thing is that they rebuilt the orphanage

and they named it in honor of Father Galloway,

who had died in the fire.

Did any other Fathers besides you survive?

Two of us survived, yes. Uh, the other is Father Gerard.

He's very old now.

He's still living at the orphanage in San Diego.

By the way, Father,

roughly a month ago we had an encounter with a guy

who said he had worked with you for a while.

Ah, yes.

-Terry. -Yes, with him.

Father Terry was, uh, like a son to me, you know?

He was one of the first kids we took in at the shelter.

His poor parents.

They were two gringos who were involved in the drug trade.

One day they were murdered,

and Terry was on his own, abandoned in Tijuana.

When he got older he wanted to go into seminary.

So I took him in, worked with him.

I know he made several bad decisions,

but no one should be killed like that.

We're sorry, Father.

Thank you.

We have to speak to Father Gerard.

He's gotta be able to tell us more about the fire.

I have a bad feeling about Murphy.

Don't you think he was too calm?

-Yeah, he didn't hesitate for a second. -No.

Hey, who was in the picture that you showed him?

Oh, just one of my cousins who lives in the U.S.

We have to speak to some of the survivors of the fire.

We can go to the orphanage and see what they say about Murphy, right?

An investigation in the U.S.? You must be joking.

What?

Terry mentioned Sueños sin Fronteras for a reason, but what?

-How do we get to the bottom of this? -We'll leave our badges and guns here.

I guess we're going to San Diego, goddamn it.

We just got an urgent case.

Leroy Chapman. 41 years old. Border Patrol.

He killed three migrants who were trying to cross the border.

-He's suspected of killing more. -Oh my God.

They say he's a racist and self-proclaimed Mexican hunter.

But they're only now investigating the other cases.

When Anne and her team entered his house in San Diego,

Chapman had already escaped.

He's considered highly dangerous.

He's armed and has military training and experience.

Furthermore, he's familiar with police procedures,

so he's not using his cell or credit cards.

And apparently, Chapman knows about this unit.

Motherfucker.

Authorities believe he crossed through the desert.

I marked three possible routes for you.

All right. Everyone stay alert and keep your eyes open around town, okay?

If he's on this side of the border, we're not gonna let him get away.

-Got it? -Yes, commander.

-Yes, sir. -Let's do this.

Chapman's wife drove into Mexico earlier.

Do we have a warrant for her yet?

I'm taking care of paperwork so you can arrest her.

But our priority now is following her in case she takes us to Chapman.

And I'm sending you another case

on some girls who break into the houses of millionaires.

We believe they plan to cross the border with their stolen goods.

-Okay. -Okay?

All right.

And is everything okay with the unit?

Of course. Yes.

Yeah? Any chance you read The San Diego Tribune this morning?

Because apparently they caught wind of this secret account of Temo's.

Shit. Right.

"Cuauhtémoc Lozano, the esteemed commander of the International Liaison Unit,

was murdered because of corrupt dealings."

What the hell?

You know this is reeks of Ortega.

He wants to keep his hands clean, that's why he's doing it this way.

What a fucking bastard, man. Really.

What does he want? What does he want? Why does he want to smear Temo?

Does he want to replace us?

-What the hell does he want, Nico? -Gloria…

-You don't think he can-- -He killed Temo.

But he can't kill all of us, can he?

He's the secretary of security, isn't he? That means he can do anything.

Not if we can prove he played a part in the murder.

Oh, Nicolás, really?

Okay, but first let's go to the orphanage

to hear what Father Gerard says about Murphy and the fucking fire.

I'm good with that.

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah

I see your eyes on me 'Cause I'm coming in strong

You better have the moves If you're taking me on

'Cause you know I'm a pro Yeah, I'm a queen

I like to eat you up If you come after me

'Cause I, I got it all

I'm off the scale I got it all

Blazin' the trail I got it all

Yeah, take a look around Everybody, oh hell

You do it all for fun You stir it, stir it up

Hurry up!

All the ladies, all the fellas Yeah, we think you're just jealous…

It feels so good to take everything we want

rather than five things at the time.

Yes!

-Are we really doing this? -What?

Going to Mexico?

Yeah.

Listen.

We're gonna start a new life there.

We are going to be just fine.

Let's go.

The guy even looks crazy.

Definitely.

Did you notice he's carrying a different gun in every photo?

-Sure did. -He's got a full armory, looks like.

It says here that Chapman and his family won a contest

where they had to survive a week in the desert.

That sounds fucking necessary. Geez.

-Hi, Glo. -Hey, Cami.

Anne told us that Hailey Chapman, the fugitive's wife,

drove across the border into Mexico a while ago.

So track her and see where she goes, okay? She could take us to the fugitive.

Copy that!

Hey, please check the other case we just received.

-Another? -Yes, commander, we're on it.

Well, we'll see you later, okay?

Bye.

What's the other case?

Hi, everyone.

-We have something new for you today. -Mm-hm.

This has been one of my faves. It's a vintage Fendi bag.

Now it's time to let it find a new home, for someone else to enjoy.

We have a new campaign going on, you guys.

You know why? Because I wanted to show you.

This was actually my great-great-grandmother's…

Are they influencers? Do kids actually watch this?

Samantha Rhodes and Kim Carter, they're 20 and 19.

They're charged with several counts of trespassing and burglary.

They've stolen hundreds of thousands of dollars in merchandise and cash.

Then they sell the stolen goods online to the highest bidder.

-So all those things are real? -Yeah.

You can take that south to San Diego…

-Can I help you? -Hi. Yes.

-Hi. -Hi.

Um…

We want to talk with Father Gerard.

Oh, Father Gerard no longer, uh, receives visitors,

and he can no longer help illegal immigrants.

So I'm gonna ask you to leave.

Okay, but we are not illegal immigrants.

No need to get aggressive.

-I'm not being aggressive. -But we're-- What?

I'm gonna ask you to leave or I'll call the police.

-I think it's… -Come on, let's get out of here.

-Thank you. Thank you. Excuse us. -But I'm…

God save you forever and ever.

That's their pickup, right? There can't be many like that.

Listen, man.

So Chapman wants to get out of town…

But why does he bring his wife into this mess?

And why would she risk her life like this, huh?

No way, man. Are you complaining?

We didn't have a thing on the fugitive until this right here.

Yeah. No, no, no.

Nah, I'm just saying the dumbass will get caught

for dragging his wife into this fucking mess.

Yeah, Cri.

It's all the wife's fault?

No. It's his damn fault for being an idiot.

You tell Malia everything?

Well, you know what the gringos say.

-Happy wife… -Happy life.

Hell yeah.

Today is actually our anniversary. Fifteen years already.

Congratulations, dude.

Thanks, Arch.

That woman is a saint.

That's her, right?

It's her, man.

Yeah.

We have to keep following her until Anne gets us the arrest warrant.

Here we go. Start the car.

-These damn people, right? -She was totally racist.

Not listening, just angry. Looking at us like that…

Hey. Hi there.

-Can we talk to you? -Uh, yes.

Would you happen to know where Father Gerard is?

-Gerard? -Gerard.

-Well, yes. -Pascual! Don't talk to them!

-I already asked you to leave. -I know, but we're just visiting.

-We're not doing anything. -We're not. No. Why? Hey!

-Why? This is not necessary. -This is not good, and you know it.

-What is not good is you trespassing here. -Okay, okay.

You can't be here on private property.

You can't do this to us!

Get your hands off me!

-Hey. Oh. -You're free to go.

Thanks for bailing us out.

What were you doing?

-We've been investigating. -Don't tell me, it's about Temo. Yeah?

Guys, in Mexico this is outside your jurisdiction.

It's even worse here.

Why'd you go to the orphanage, Nico?

Before he died, Terry Davis told us they killed Temo

to protect Sueños Sin Fronteras.

So we started investigating Father Murphy,

but the only strange thing we uncovered is this fire.

Mm-hm.

You're gonna go against Father Murphy? Really?

They say he's a hero who works wonders.

Jesus Of The Border, he's called.

-Jesus of the… -Yeah.

We're not saying it's Father Murphy, it could be anyone in his organization.

We need to figure out what happened or is happening at Sueños Sin Fronteras.

It' won't be easy to bring down a man like him.

-You'll need solid evidence. -That's why we need your help.

They've asked me to write a report, do you understand?

"Have I noticed anything unusual with your unit in Tijuana?"

-Unusual? -Yeah, with you.

That can't be.

What are you going to tell them?

I've only got good things to say about you at the moment.

And obviously I'm not gonna mention any of this, but…

You gotta be careful.

Anne, there are very powerful people behind all this.

They know we're onto them.

I understand what you're saying. And I trust you.

Ma'am, here's your bag.

-Thank you. -Thanks.

Listen…

I wanna get the person who killed Temo just as badly as you guys do.

But now is the worst possible time to draw attention to yourselves

by doing something illegal.

Anne, we still need your help.

You and I talked about this last time.

I'm on your side, but you can't ask me to break the law.

You're the only one who has access to the information we need.

You can tell us if they're hiding something about the fire.

Come here! They just posted something.

Are you serious?

So the girls tried to pretend they're in the U.S.?

To throw us off?

-What's up? -Hey, Glo.

-How's it going? -Did they just post something?

Yes, it's the first picture they've posted since going on the run.

We should just track them, right?

Yeah, if I'm able to.

They're close to Los Santos.

Gloria and I will drive over there.

Can you provide us with the exact location, Camila?

Yes.

Send it. Back to the car.

-Now? -Yeah.

Fine.

I'm gonna scan your codes. Okay, perfect.

Feminine energy…

What's your plan?

-Should I get in there? Or… -That works.

But we can't arrest them in the middle of a crowd.

First we have to positively ID them.

Form a line, please! No crowding. Step back.

Perfect, thank you.

Excuse me. Excuse me. Here you go. Can I see your ticket?

Stay calm, please. Everyone will get a turn.

-Uh, pardon me. Excuse me. -Hey!

Excuse me. Excuse me.

-You can't do that! -I'm sorry.

Natural better me Blame it on dopamine…

I'm just here to return a blouse.

-I'm making a return. -Back off.

-Go to the end of the line. -Thank you for coming.

-Let me through. -Don't cut, bitch.

-You don't have to push. -This woman has a gun!

No, no, no, I'm police.

-I'm gonna record you. -No, no, no.

-It's okay. No, no. Please don't. -We're recording now.

-I'm a police officer. -Get away.

Excuse me, what's happening out there?

Apparently, there's a police woman outside,

but everything's under control.

Security! This woman has a gun!

No, no, no.

Don't record this. Stop! Stop, I'm a police officer.

Let go of my hand. Don't push me!

-Stop! Come on! -She's a pig!

Pig! Pig! Pig!

Pig! Pig! Pig!

She's the most boring fugitive I've ever followed, man.

You hungry? I got tacos.

-What kind? Chicken? -Beef.

Hate to break it to you though, that woman isn't even the fugitive.

This one's yours.

-But this isn't normal, Cri. -Well, no.

Who gets a manicure on the run?

Isn't it weird?

Of course.

Archi, they're using us, man.

I think Chapman is arriving at some beach now.

He's taking a load off, lying down with a piña colada.

And we're wasting time, eating tacos, and following this chick.

Ah, well.

Temo always told us, "Patience." Right?

This job requires a lot of patience.

So you think her husband's using her as a distraction?

Yeah.

Our plan went to shit. "Pig, pig, pig." That was humiliating.

It's just these fucking crazy teenagers. They feel invincible with their phones.

Hey, look. Isn't that Valentina?

-Val? -Dad?

How's it going, Val?

How are you?

Good, good.

-Nice to meet you. I'm Gloria. -Nice to see you two.

Gloria, Lulú. Lulú, Gloria.

-How are you, Lulú? -I'm happy for you.

-Good. You? -I'm doing just fine.

What are you girls doing?

-We wanted to check out the Saki sale. -Saki?

They're two influencers. Sam and Kimmy. Together they're called "Saki."

Ah. They're very creative aren't they?

You guys?

Well, funny enough, we came here to see them as well.

-Were you in line to see them just now? -Well, no.

No. When we went over there,

the woman at the store said they left for some reason.

It's over, I ruined it.

This won't happen again, they'll keep out of sight now.

But why? What did they do?

They only sell what they steal first, Vale.

It's bad, honey.

Aw, man.

Hold on. You bought something?

Yeah, I bought it last week.

You'll have to return it, Valentina.

Anyways, you guys need a ride anywhere?

To the office with you?

-Of course. -No way.

What?

Hey, for real. I need to know what happens with Saki.

Oh my God.

All right, if you want. Go with Gloria.

I have to go to the church to deliver Temo's ashes.

Lord,

please have mercy on your son, our dear brother Temo,

as he always sought to do your will.

Let your light shine upon him,

and may he join your choir of angels in heaven at last.

We ask this,

through Jesus Christ, our Lord.

-Amen. -Amen.

-Amen. -Amen.

Amen.

Forgive me for the other night at my house.

I was with Anne, the U.S. Marshal who works with us.

We had to talk about some things from work and you took me by surprise.

Honestly, I didn't know how to respond in the moment,

but you know that I…

María.

I just told your mom to call me if there's anything you need.

I'm here for you.

How are you? Hm?

-Hello, sir. -How are things?

We're hanging in there.

Congratulations, secretary of security.

It's kind of strange that Temo's body is finally released.

His family is able to lay his ashes to rest,

and the news breaks the same exact morning?

Look, Nico…

that was out of my hands, hm?

I'm not particularly happy about this either.

Damn press opens an investigation into a closed case

and starts to jerk around.

Mm-hm.

Very well. Good luck to you.

Yeah, you as well.

WE HAVE TO TALK. SEE YOU AT MY MOM'S.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Come in.

Silvia?

No, my mom went out with my aunts. She'll be back later.

You were in the middle of apologizing to me?

You were saying you'd been an asshole to me earlier.

-I was trying to, but you wouldn't let me. -Hmm.

That's not how you apologize, Nico.

This isn't fair. You play this game all the time.

So what?

What? You play every day. It's my first time, okay?

It's easy.

I'll show you how I used to play in the old days.

-Ah, the good old days, huh? -Mm-hm.

-It's not easy. -Like in my youth?

-You're still in your youth. -You're rusty.

What do you mean, rusty?

-I'm in great shape. -Okay.

Look, look!

Mom, look who's here!

I was able to get some money for a lawyer.

It worked.

I was gonna tell you, but I wanted it to be a surprise.

Hi, sweetheart.

I made some really good broth,

and I'm gonna heat it up so we can have a nice dinner.

Isma.

How about a hug?

She's on the move.

Let's go.

I admit I thought if I had just been a man my father would've liked me more.

You know he adored you, right?

Well, yeah, but he really never knew how to relate.

He was from a different generation.

Maybe he, mm, just didn't know how to express his love.

Because you are fucking perfect.

Stop it, please, Nico.

It's true.

Promise me that you won't end up killed like my father?

I'll do what I can.

Hey, Anne.

All right, guys, the arrest warrant for Hailey Chapman just came through.

-Apprehend her only if necessary. -Understood.

There she is.

Let's go.

Let's see if she takes us to her fucking husband.

Shit!

Oh shit!

We just wanna talk, Miss Chapman!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Freeze!

What the hell?!

I'm sorry, man!

Get outta the way! Hey!

You can't arrest me! I didn't do anything.

We're not arresting you. We're detaining you.

-Cri, you good? -Get the fuck off of me!

-Shut the fuck up! -Don't fucking touch me!

Don't make this fucking harder, all right?

Oh God. That shit really burns.

Let's go, Cri.

So, I'm going to ask you one more time. Where is your fucking husband?

And I'm gonna say it again.

I don't know.

Why did you come to Tijuana?

You like them?

It's so cheap here,

it's actually worth letting a Mexican lady touch my hands.

So tell me,

how would you like to spend time in a Mexican prison?

We can arrest you for attacking an officer.

Don't you dare threaten me, you fucking beaner.

You're nobody.

I hope my husband kills all of you in the desert.

What was that?

You have no right to hold me here,

so just do your fucking jobs and send me back to my country.

The influencers ran out the back of the store.

They turned off their phones, so we can't trace their location.

-What'd your contact tell you? -I'm following up. What's it saying?

It says, "lost signal."

-Fuck. -Uh-huh.

What happened, commander? Huh? Did she say where her husband is?

-No, she's not saying anything. -Ah.

She knows her rights,

and knows we can't keep her here against her will for long.

-Hm. Of course not. -We have to follow the fucking protocols.

'Cause they've been… Watching us.

What she did say was that Chapman was gonna be hiding in the desert.

-That's something, right? -That's right.

She was distracting us after all.

We wasted hours we should've used tracking down that motherfucker.

I told you, man. Why the hell did we wait for her to get her nails painted, huh?

Son of a bitch. That motherfucker.

-I got some info on the girls. -We'll find the guy.

They're arriving in Rosarito.

-It's confirmed. -I can drive over there now.

-Let's go. -She's a pig!

They'll recognize you.

They posted it. Hashtag "Saki", hashtag "Lady Pig."

Lady what?

-Lady Pig. Good one. -Me? No.

I'll go with Beto.

-I'm ready. -You're famous, Glo.

You know what to do?

-Yes. I know. -Hey, Cami.

We'll call if we find out anything about the Border Patrol.

-All right? -I'll see you later.

-Let's go. See you, honey! -I need your help taking this down.

-What do they mean "Lady Pig"? -A Lady Pig.

No. that's not cool. No.

Today's kids just live their whole lives on the Internet, don't they?

Oh yeah.

And Influencers don't even know what a real job is.

-Mm-hm. -Dad, can I go with you guys?

No, Vale, stay with Camila or ask Gloria to give you a ride, okay?

But why not? Dad, please, they're not dangerous.

It's my only opportunity to watch you work.

She can stay in the car.

They're two harmless girls.

Come on.

I'll do whatever you tell me. I swear I won't get in your way.

Okay, you can come too.

But you'll do what I tell you, Vale.

Are you okay?

Well, I don't really like being ghosted.

I'd prefer you reply in some way. It's not hard.

And I don't wanna push you, Gloria.

-So if you say it's over, that's cool. -No, it's not that. No.

It's not that I'm not ready for a, um…

I don't know what I want, Emilio.

Okay.

Right now work and everything is very complicated.

And my life…

Ismael is just… I don't know.

We never see each other almost. I just don't make the time.

I don't know.

You brought us dinner, right?

Or no?

Yeah, actually, I brought your favorite, tostadas de marlín.

Thank you.

I added some salsa.

Do you pull out your guns, even if they're not armed?

Well, it depends.

-They could try to run. -Mm-hm.

Maybe a couple shots to scare them a bit.

We'd aim for the legs.

Do you shoot people a lot?

-No, no, no. Not really, no. -No. No.

Hey, have you killed anyone?

No, no one.

Collado.

We've been tracking Commander Temo Lozano's cell

and its most recent location.

Do you suspect Bernal was involved in the incident in any way?

No, no, no. That case is already closed.

But Nico stepped out of line.

He went outside his jurisdiction

and started a parallel investigation without authorization.

Mm. All right. How do you want to handle this?

Ah, well, as the new head of the State Police,

you must follow the corresponding protocol.

And if we have to dismiss Nico from his command of the unit, well…

…that's what we have to do.

There's our guy.

Good evening.

Their vehicle is over there. Looks like they entered that restaurant.

All right.

-Appreciate the tip, officer. -You're welcome.

-See ya. -'Kay.

Can I-- Can I help you?

No, Valentina.

Well, actually…

I didn't think they would follow us to Mexico.

Maybe it's just at the border. Let's stick to our plan.

Let's get to Tulum and then we can make a new profile.

Oh my God. Don't be so paranoid.

Oh my God!

You're Saki! I'm your biggest fan!

Can I take a selfie with you, please? I missed you at the pop up today.

-Please. Please. -Um…

Uh…

Not now. Sorry.

Just one, I promise.

-I'll be quick, I promise. -Here. Look, take this. Okay? Please.

-Really? -Thank you so much.

-All right. Thank you. -You're welcome.

-Bye. -Thanks.

We have to leave.

Yeah. Okay.

Hi. Can we get the check?

Did you see them?

Yes. They're in there. Samantha was getting the bill.

What?

We need to find another exit, so we can lose those guys.

-I'm in position by the vehicle. -Copy that.

I'm covering the main exit.

-Who are the güeras? -Hey! Why are you here?

What's up, Vale?

They're escaping out the back.

-No! -No! Help!

-Oh my God! No! -Kim!

Help! Somebody, help!

Please.

Please! Please!

Here! Saki! Saki! Come here! Follow me! Quick!

Come on, Beto!

-Oh my God. -Okay.

Watch out.

-Hey! Let us out of here! -I'm sorry.

-What the hell? -Police!

Kim Carter and Samantha Rhodes, you're under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent.

-Are you sure? -Yeah, man.

I'll take some photos of the pick-up and take it to impound.

-All right, now you go home to your wife. -Later, bro.

-Thank you, buddy. I owe you. -Say hi to Malia.

-Be serious. Please. -Almost done.

So one more photo, and we'll get you back to your country.

You sure you don't have anything else?

No, I don't. You guys took it all.

Be careful with that please.

-It's not yours. -Such a…

Hey!

We just got a new case.

River Woodstock.

He's a famous film director. Accused of sexual assault.

It says tonight is his last night of shooting in Tijuana.

We need to get there in two hours.

Sounds good. Why don't you two go?

And see if Ema can go with you. She knows that world.

Okay.

Anne sent you a report. It's on your desk.

Thank you.

Please come here. We're going to take your fingerprints.

Why did you set that fire, Robert Stone?

Oh, hell yeah.

It looks like the wife was taking supplies to Chapman.

I'll let you know when I drop off the truck.

That's my car.

-Don't you fucking move. -I don't want any trouble, all right?

-You're American? -Yeah.

Yeah. You choose to live in this shithole?

You should be hunting Mexicans.

Not Americans.

We catch criminals, man. Nothing more.

Turn.

We arrested your wife. You know that, right, Leroy?

She's clean.

They've got nothing on her.

She'll walk soon enough.

Get in.

You're driving.

Slow.

Stop.

Get out.

Move!

If you kill me, you'll end up in Mexican jail, man.

I can help you.

Oh, yeah?

How so?

Uh, I can help you get your family across the border, man,

back to the States.

-I know all the routes. -That's bullshit.

How old's your son?

What the fuck you say?

I was 11 when I lost my mom.

-Don't let him grow up without a family. -You don't fucking talk about my family!

Get on your knees!

I could help you get a fresh start.

Here in Mexico. Think about it.

-In Mexico? -Yeah.

That's bullshit.

BASED ON THE WASHINGTON POST ARTICLE "THE GRINGO HUNTERS" BY KEVIN SIEFF