All language subtitles for Borderland - English

Police!

I told you, man, there's no one there.

-Let's check the back.
-There's nobody here.

Come on, let's go. Come on.

Look. Take a look at this.

Santeria.

Except for the mouth.

Looks like blood.

Let's have it checked out.

Find something that connects him
with the Vasquez cartel.

Good.

Ulises!

I think I found something else.
And it looks human.

Now, can we please
get the fuck out of here?

Come out now!

Looks like they moved out in a hurry.

Son of a bitch must have known
we were coming.

They came out of nowhere, Ulises.

Yourjails can't hold us.

And your bullets can't hurt us.

We just want to talk to Santillan.

You're too late.

He turned into a bird

and flew away.

No! No! No!

No! No!

No!

No! No!

Ulises... Help me.

So what do we do with these?

Take them up to the farm.

Papa wants to get a traitor's eyes
for his gangrea.

Finish him.

Me?

Prove yourself, Luis. Prove yourself.

Or should I tell Papa
you didn't have the balls?

Please leave him alone.

Leave him alone.

Leave him alone, you son of a bitch!

Leave him alone!

Open your eyes.

-No!
-Open your eyes.

No, you sick bastard!

Papa wants you to watch

and tell your cop buddies

who did this.

Poor people are poor because they're lazy.

You know what? Fuck the poor.
Fuck them, all right?

What, it's my problem that somebody
can't compete in the open market?

-We're supposed to help the disadvantaged.
-Boo-fucking-hoo.

My old man, he was a mechanic, okay?
A grease monkey his whole life.

Now, in two days,
I'm off to the Wharton School.

Two years, I got my MBA,
and the world is my oyster.

You're an inspiration to us all.

Can we go now?

Some primo sticky
for my beautiful lefty friend.

Hey, why don't you stick around?

You coming?

Bye, Henry.

We gotta bail this fucking summer camp.

-Did you find Ed?
-No.

But I did watch some guy
nail Courtney Anderson.

Oh, yeah?
That's practically a rite of passage.

Yeah, well, I haven't.

Right. That's 'cause your head's been filled
with all that wack fire and brimstone shit.

It's not wack, Henry.

Yo, where the fuck is Eddie?

I wanna get to the border by noon.

Hey!

Ed! Eddie!

Dude, where you been?
We've been looking for you all night.

Hey, stop worrying.
You're doing the right thing.

Oh, shit! No way!

You fucking maniac!
What the fuck's wrong with you? Fuck!

Imagine a land, if you will,
where a man can be a man.

A land where he can indulge
in all those animal urges,

far from the petty judgments
of parents and teachers

and less-enlightened peers.

-A land where he can ride the demon!
-Yeah!

-Behave bad!
-Bad!

Whatever he goddamn well pleases,
and no one gives a shit, including the cops.

Tell it, Brother Henry!

-I'm talking real freedom, my friend!
-Real freedom!

Not this overregulated bullshit
that passes for liberty in our country.

Hell, no!

Mexico.

We leave right now, we hit Manzanita
right about the time the strip joints open.

-I'm gonna get laid.
-You're kidding.

I finally convinced
our upstanding minister's son

to get his cherry popped.

-A truly blessed event.
-Let's pray he doesn't contract an STD.

Worrywart.

Fellas, say hello to the senoritas for me.

Come on, man. You're not gonna
hang around here. All right?

All the poonsies are hooked up,
or singing Kumbaya with the art fags.

Any other time, I'm there, all right?
I just have a lot on my mind.

-You want a Zoloft, man? I think I got one.
-I just wanna chill.

Chill when you're dead, man. Come on.

You're going off to Stanford.
I'm off to Penn.

Phil's off to wherever
the fuck he's going, right?

As your personal physician, I insist
you put that big brain of yours to rest

and go a little nuts, okay, for once.

Rise and shine, faggot.

Wharton, motherfucker! Wharton! Wharton!

You're gonna be the first dealer
on your block with an MBA.

Yeah, fuck all that, man.
I'm getting out of pharmaceuticals.

Human cloning is about to explode, dude.

Keep everything offshore,
do your marketing on the Internet.

Promise me you won't clone yourself.

You know, when you get out of Stanford,
man, I could use you on my team.

What do you say?
Feel like being a rich son of a bitch?

Is that really the best we can do?

What? Get rich?

Yeah.

We could do worse.

For example.

What's going on?

Well, your mother and I
were just discussing

how disappointed we were
you couldn't get into a decent law school.

What's wrong with Austin?
It's in the top 1 00.

One hundred what?

Hey!

Hot car!

Welcome to the happiest place on Earth.

Hey, hey, hey! Hey, gringo, hello!

Welcome to Mexico.
I have a surprise for you, you know?

Three beers for a buck.
Hey, I have three VIP passes for you.

-Come on, eh?
-All right.

Pasele, my friend!

Welcome to Mexico.

Can you believe this?

That chick back there just asked me
to go back to her place and grind.

Why didn't I come down here years ago?

Are you sure this is what you want?

What, you mean sex? Yeah.

But it's your first time.

Don't you want it to mean something?

It does mean something.
I mean, you guys are here, right?

Real Hallmark moment.

I'll be right back.

Hold on one minute.

Pardon?

The "V" is pronounced like a "B."

Sorry. My Spanish sucks.

At least you can order a beer at a strip club.

What else do you need to know?

She wants 80 for an hour,
and she'll do anal.

Anal? Who said I want anal?

Well, you got a problem with anal?

No, I... You asked her that?

She's a professional, okay?
If I'm paying for her services,

I think I have a right to know
what they include.

She's barely 1 7, okay?
She's practically a virgin herself.

Do not pass this up, okay?

I want you to have a good time.

I want you to grow up.
I want you to be a man.

Fucking bitch!

Why don't you chill, man? She's no pro.

It's okay. I can handle it. It's okay.

This dickless faggot
more your type, Valeria?

Fuck off, Gilberto.

You think you have the balls for this girl?

I asked you something. You deaf?

What the fuck's your problem, man?

Shit!

That was pretty stupid.

At least now you have a great story
to tell your friends.

What? That I got my ass kicked?

No. How you came to the aid
of a poor and defenseless woman.

Yeah, right.

If it ever gets boring around here,
you could bat cleanup for the Astros.

You know, my ex-husband,

he hated the fact that I could handle myself.

Let me guess. That's why he's your ex.

I left him, and I moved here to Manzanita.

Can I buy you a drink later?

So you're not afraid of a strong woman?

Only if she's not swinging a bat at me.

-It's okay, don't be afraid.
-I'm not.

I mean,

does that have to be there?

You don't like it?

I do. It's just

I feel like I'm being watched.

You have a kid?

I'm so going to hell.

-What's her name?
-Mati.

Don't cry.

She's beautiful, Amelia.

She likes you.

I'm working with amateurs, I swear to God.

You almost get yourself cooled
over some bang, Ed.

-And you!
-What?

Falling for a hooker?

Come on. Come on, Phil. You're killing me.

I like her. She's sweet. So what?

I thought you wanted to get laid.

-Her kid was right there.
-So?

I paid 80 bucks so he could change diapers.

You want your money back?

Here. Just fucking take it.

I'm going to the bathroom.

Yeah, you do that, putz.

You try to raise them right.

Hey, isn't that your hot tamale?

That's Valeria.

Try to act halfway civilized for once.

This is my cousin, Lupe.

What is up with your cousin?

She's just traditional.

Tell her that 'shrooms
are nature's way of saying hi.

What? Not for you?

I'm really not big on hallucinogens.

He's afraid he'll jump off a building
or go Leatherface on somebody.

Come on.

-Come on, Ed.
-All right.

-Yeah, Ed!
-All right.

I like her.

All right.

-These are fucking nasty.
-Don't throw up, okay?

You guys wanna get stoned?

Fuck, yeah!

Hey, you!

You almost done in there?

They're gonna start charging you rent!

Not a moment too soon.

You scored, amigo.

You know what you should do?
Invite her up to Palo Alto.

I'm not going to Palo Alto.

-What do you mean?
-I'm bailing on Stanford.

I never sent my letter back.

Hey, dudes, I'm... I'm getting out of here.
I wanna give this to Mati.

-Dude, you're tripping.
-No, no, no. I'm fine, really.

-Slow down. You're not leaving.
-No, I'm a fifth wheel.

I'll just catch a cab and, you know,
catch up with you guys later.

Gonna beat me.

-That's my grandfather.
-Oh, sorry, senor.

This is amazing.

All these flowers. It's not depressing at all.

-It should be, but...
-Do you think death is sad?

Don't you?

I think that life, when it's not fully lived,

is much sadder.

-Come on.
-You're going down.

There is no God.

Most people are terrified by that thought.

I find it very comforting.

I'm sorry. What?

I said there is no one god.

There are many, and they live among us.

It's weird,

but ever since we crossed the border,

I don't feel like me anymore.

Who do you feel like?

Myself.

I think you're high.

-Really.
-Really?

Yeah.

-Hey, got a light?
-Fuck!

-You scared the shit out of me.
-Oh, sorry.

Thanks.

Oh, man, you don't look so good.

-I'm peaking.
-What?

Look, my friends and I can give you a ride.

Yeah?

What's your name, anyway?

Phillip.

Hey.

Come in.

Hey, come in.

Come in.

He's an American.

You know what? I'm gonna walk anyway.

Get up, you shit ball.

What time is it?

I don't know. 1 0:00 or...

Phil didn't make it back last night.

Yeah?

I thought you wanted to get an early start.

Ten more minutes.

You rode her bareback?
Dude, I cannot believe it. You of all people.

That's why I don't 'shroom.

So? You nailed her
the way that nature intended it.

You tapped into the beast.
Dude, I'm proud of you.

Suppose she gets pregnant or I get AIDS?
Would that make you proud?

-How do you get through life, huh?
-By using my head.

Oh, yeah? Then tell me how the fuck
blowing off Stanford is using your head.

You wouldn't understand.

Try me.

Look, he knows we wanted to leave early.
What the fuck is wrong with him?

Did you try his cell?

There's no service.

So what are you gonna do?

I got a few ideas.

Like?

Working for this volunteer group.

The International Relief Corps.

They're building these irrigation canals
down in Malawi,

and they need some help organizing.

-You fucking with me?
-No.

That's... That's beautiful, man!

What are you gonna do next?

Buy a Volvo and join
the fucking Democratic Party?

Jesus, Eddie.

I thought I knew you.

You turned into a fucking softball.

You awake in there? Hey!

Phillip, right?

I looked at your passport.

I'm Randall. It's nice to meet you.

You thirsty?

Where the fuck am I?

The other side of the rainbow.

It's a little melted,
but chocolate's good for you. Here.

Sorry about the smell. You get used to it.

Hey! Get out of here!

Little shits.

Hey...

What do you want with me?

You're the man of the hour, amigo.

You're gonna get to meet Papa real soon.
He's an amazing man.

Yeah. You just sit tight, relax.

You need anything,
you just ask me, all right?

Food, water, whatever you want.
You'll be good.

You like to watch television?

I think I got an extra television
laying around here somewhere.

Reception sucks,
but it beats thinking about shit.

Dude, wait. Hey, hey!

Hey, who are you guys?

Hey!

Who are you guys? What am I doing here?

Our amigo is missing.
Do you understand? Missing.

Excuse me.
Does anybody here speak English?

-You speak a little ingles?
-No.

Get out of here!

Not until I talk to Ramirez.

Get the hell out of here!

Let him pass.

Get your animals out of here.

Just look at the evidence,
that's all I'm asking.

Look!

Welcome to the turd world.

Yes?

-You speak English?
-Yes, a little.

Oh, man, I'm glad to see you.

They robbed a grave last night.
They stole a child's body.

It's for Santillan's Nganga!
They're preparing it for his arrival.

You asked me to listen to your story,
and I have.

Forget about your partner.

This isn't Mexico City.
This isn't even Mexico.

This is the border.

The border has no memory.

Remembering here

gets you killed.

Look, something happened to him,
and he's not banging some girl.

-So what are you gonna do about it?
-I'm sorry.

Until your friend is missing
for at least 72 hours,

there is nothing we can do.

Don't worry. He'll turn up.

Fuck! I never should've let him go.

We're gonna have to call his parents.

What, and tell them we let him wander off
high on 'shrooms to find a hooker?

Just give it another couple hours, okay?

Do I have any messages?

Henry's staking out the hotel
in case he shows.

Other than that,
there's not much we can do.

I'm fucked, and it's all my fault.

Maybe someone in this girl Amelia's
neighborhood saw something.

You could ask around.

With my Spanish?

No. With mine.

Come on.

Lupe.

What did she say?

I'm not sure in English.
It's, like, those who have vanished.

Where are you from?

-A little shithole called San Anton.
-Oh, yeah?

Hey, do you know Vinnie's Pizza?

On Alvarez?

-The best pies in Texas.
-Yeah.

It's the one thing I miss
about being over here.

One thing I don't miss. American women.

The most stuck-up bitches on Earth.
Couldn't get play there to save my life.

That's hard to believe.

-You messing with me?
-No.

There's three bitches in Los Angeles
and two in Phoenix that messed with me.

They're still looking for the bodies.
Know what I mean, jelly bean?

Listen, my parents have a little money.

If I can just make a phone call...

It's not about that, homestyle.

What is it about?

Spirits?

The whole world is alive with spirits.

Before I knew about this place, right?

If I fucked somebody up,
you know, I killed them or whatever,

'cause they pissed me off,
or I just felt the urge that day, you know?

Then, Papa, he showed me another way.

He taught me how to use that urge.
You know? How to channel it.

I'm talking about Palo.

Palo-Mayombe.

It's supposed to be some shit from Africa.

Yeah, but what does that have
to do with me?

Papa's gonna use you to talk to him.

He needs you.

This is big, homestyle. Don't you get it?

Your life's gonna change.
It's gonna mean something.

I can feel it.

There's something in the air.
Something poisonous.

I've only been here two months,
but this is different.

You know,
you live in a really screwed-up country.

No offense.

I guess nobody ever gets kidnapped
in the US.

-Hey, we don't know if he's been kidnapped.
-What, then?

What's wrong?

Car's just sitting there.
Driver's been staring at us.

Green piece of shit,
been hanging out since I got here.

Look, don't get paranoid.
Maybe he's waiting for his girlfriend.

You got an issue, asshole?

Go home, boliyo.

That's Phil's. Hey.

Hey!

Son of a bitch!

Hey!

Is anybody out there?

Randall?

Hello!

What's your problem?

-I gotta piss.
-You just went.

I mean, I gotta shit.
You want me to shit my pants?

Got some pretty brave friends.
You know that?

What do you mean?

Poking their nose
where they shouldn't be poking it.

That's a good way to lose your nose,
and plenty more.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
You gotta undo my pants, too.

Do I look like some kind of homo?

Fucking beaners.

Always give me the shit jobs
just because I'm illegal.

It's discrimination.

Hey! Hey!

No!

Come here!

You try that again,
I will blow your ass away!

You just lost your TV privileges, bitch.

Chain him up.

The drug runners on the farm,
they are followers of Palo-Mayombe.

And their priest is a man called Santillan.

A week ago,

two of his people were in the store.

I overheard them talking.

They were looking for a gringo.

If Santillan took your friend,
there is nothing you can do.

So what are you saying?

We should bail on a fellow marine because
of some lame-ass Mexican voodoo cult?

They tell people that their souls are dead,

like they're proud.

People like that,
they are capable of anything.

Get away from them, Valeria.

It's not safe.

Henry, hold on. Don't fuck with these guys.

-I'm tired of being jerked around.
-We should go to the police.

Fuck the police! They're fucking useless!

Would you chill the fuck out?
This is not the way to handle it.

Maybe we should consult with our allies,
and the UN.

-You're only gonna make it worse.
-Worse than it already is?

You know what you are, Eddie?
Bottom line, you're a chicken shit.

That's why you're running off to Africa.

You wanna fuck with somebody, huh?
How about me, bitch?

Me, FBI, CIA, Army Rangers.

Get that nasty bitch
from Abu Ghraib down here, huh?

Please. No! Please, please.

Please, please.

-Hey!
-Please, please.

Hey!

Where the fuck are they going?

Doctor said I'm lucky.

Another inch, and I'd be adios muchachos.

Try one between your fucking eyes.

So I tell him about Phil,
and this Santillan dude.

The guy goes white as a sheet, says
he doesn't know what I'm talking about.

Then he gives me this for my protection.

Well, that's all, folks.

I'm hasta la vista.

Jesus, Henry, come on.
You've just been shot.

Think for once.

I am.

But I'm thinking these guys
are gonna come back,

and finish what they started.

And even the cops are scared of them.

You saw.
Look, if we stay here, we are sitting ducks.

What about Phil?

He's dead.

He's dead, man.

Do you have a friend who disappeared?

Dark hair, 20, 21 ?

He is alive.

Sweetheart.

What are you doing?

I wanted to get a look at the gringo.

And you saw him. Come on.

Who did this to you?

Listen closely.

If you lay another finger on him, I swear

I'll wallpaper my bedroom with your skin.

I do not believe in violence
that has no purpose.

I've tried to teach that to Randall,
but he's American, so it's hard.

What's gonna happen to me?

None of your fucking business.

In the past, I've always used mexicanos.

But the last one,

he was very brave,

very stubborn.

So when the time came,
he refused to cooperate,

so the magic was bad.

The gods were

unmoved.

I decided next time,

instead of using a mexicano,

I would use an American.

Someone young and soft.

Someone who will give me what I need.

What's that?

Screams.

Please, I just want to go home!

No!

Before Santillan smuggles
his drugs to the north,

he makes his drugs invisible
to the border police.

To do this, he makes...

A magical shield of blood?

Human blood.

In return for the gods' protection,
he gives them a sacrifice.

What the fuck?
Are you saying Phil's gonna get murdered?

Santillan arrived this afternoon.
He will perform his ritual tonight.

-On the full moon.
-So what do we do?

Go to the American FBI. Tell your story.

Give them my evidence
of Santillan and his operation.

If the Mexican police will do nothing,
maybe yours will.

You said they were gonna kill him tonight.
That's not enough time.

I know where your friend is.
I'll go to the farm, do what I can.

We meet in your hotel in a half hour.
l'll bring the evidence.

Maybe we should go with him.

You know I love Phil, right?

Yeah, okay,
I bust his chops sometimes, but...

I thought I was gonna buy it, Eddie.

Now, you wanna call me a chicken shit,
you go ahead.

I got it coming.

I'll say it myself, dude. I'm fucking scared.

I'm gonna drop Valeria off, then come back.

All right.

Ed, listen, man.

What I said earlier...

You wanna dig ditches
in Africa for no money,

if you ask me, you're fucking crazy, but...

...takes balls.

-Look, maybe you'd better come with us.
-I can't.

It's not safe here, Valeria.

Are you going to smuggle me
across the border?

All right.

I'll be back as soon as I know
what we're doing.

I'll be here.

Valeria!

Get off me!

What's going on?

Hello!

Shit!

Fuck! Fuck!

Help me! Somebody, help!

Help me! Help!

Open the door, lady! They're gonna kill me!

Open the fucking door, lady!

Don't fucking open it!

Fuck!

Help! Help me!

She didn't want to talk.

I made her. I made her talk!
She didn't want to talk!

Henry.

What? What happened? Is it Henry?

-Yes.
-Where is he?

On the roof.
Hey, guy, you don't want to see him.

Okay, you must go, now.

I'm coming with you.

That was not our deal.

I don't care about our deal. He's my friend.

What's going on?

Showtime, bro.

It's all right.

Fuck!

Okay, okay, okay.

-So what do we do when we get there?
-"We"?

You want me to help you, right?

-Ever fired a gun?
-Yeah.

Yeah, I've fired a gun.

How about shoot a man? Ever do that?

Think you could?

Yeah. If I had to.

-So is everybody here?
-Yes.

Let's get started.

Let's wake Chango up now.

Though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil,

for thou art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.

Thou preparest a meal for me
in the presence of my enemy.

Thou annointest my head with oil.

Listen to me, Chango. Listen to my prayer.

My cup runneth over.

I offer you bleeding flesh.

Surely goodness and mercy
shall follow me...

A heart that beats in fear.

...all the days of my life.

A soul that screams in pain.

And I will dwell in the house
of the Lord forever.

If you are satisfied with this,

give us the power...

And I will dwell in the house
of the Lord forever.

...to walk in the light of day
while remaining in the shadows.

And I will dwell in the house
of the Lord forever.

Please, God!

Oh, my God!

Hang him.

Stay alive.

It's Phil's.

Go, go, go!

Do you recognize me?

We met one year ago in Mexico City.

You ordered my partner's death,

but you spared my life.

The policeman?

Motherfucker.

You should've taken my life.

But I did.

Tell me where the boy is.

Do you want his body or his soul?

You twisted bastard.

Go on, pull that trigger. If you're willing to.

I'll feed you to my Nganga.

You can join the gringo.

Ulises!

Fuck!

Stay down!

Drive!

-Where's the bag?
-Right here.

Hang in there.
We're gonna get you some help.

Ed, tell them my story.

You're gonna tell them.

Promise me!

Hey! Hey, can you please help us?
A man's been shot.

Come on! Stay with me.

His hand is cold.

No.

Ask him how far the border is.

He said...

He said we walk out there,

go two kilometers,
and we're swimming in it.

Okay. We'll pack some food,

we'll pack some water,
we're gonna swim across.

-They're here.
-What?

You saw them?

Shit!

Listen up, you sons of bitches!

You are seriously fucked!

You have no idea!

You killed a great man! A god!

Now you got a bunch of orphans out here
with nothing to lose!

We're gonna die.

No, we won't.

Right. Run.

Shit!

Okay, okay, okay.

-You stay here. I'm gonna check the back.
-Okay.

Shit.

Ed.

Fuck!

Come on, kid, put the gun down!
I promise I'll make it quick!

Run!

You like that?

You know what I like to see?

The look in a cunt's eyes
right before I do it.

Go on. Open your mouth. There you go.

See? You like that?

I miss something?

You're starting to remind me of my ex.

No! No!

Shit!

Son of a bitch, that hurt!

Fucker! Motherfucker!

I don't want to fight, okay?
I don't want... Please.

I don't want to fight you.
I don't want to fight.

Hey. Hey, man.

Hey, no.

No, please! No.

No! Please don't. I don't... I don't want...

No more. No more.

Don't kill me, please. Please don't. No!