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Like bloodthirsty vampires,

they tear at each other
for position.

With the always dominating Warriors
in the lead,

two goals to zero.

The Magicians have cast a spell
on their opponent.

The game is tense.

The game is tight.

Who will it be? Who will win?

Who will bring glory
to their father's name?

Gustavo comes around
and charges down the sideline.

Who is he going to
pass to-- Miko!

Miko fakes left, fakes right,
and passes to Carlos...

Jesús!

Jesús!

Illegal tackle! Call the police!

It's highway robbery,
I tell you!

Get him out!

Get him out! Get him out!

Get him out! Get him
out! Get him out!

Get up, you little bitch.

What the hell are
you looking at?

Last time, I kicked
you in the balls.

This time?

Get him out! Get him
out! Get him out!

Let's play!

Jesús.

Dude.

Give it your best
in the new world.

Make us proud.

Take care, bro.

Our powerful and grateful Lord,

You can do everything.

Protect this child

and guide him to his destiny.

Our powerful and grateful Lord,

You can do everything.

Protect this child

and guide him to his destiny.

She would repeat it...
over and over.

No matter how bad the pain.

By the time we made
it to the caves,

she'd lost a lot of blood.

The Shaman advised us
to end the pregnancy.

It was the only way to save her.

But she refused.

Every day,

I would beg for her life.

And yours.

Then, on Easter Sunday,

she left us.

And you arrived.

You know the last
thing she said?

"Sometimes he listens,

sometimes he doesn't."

Let's go, son.

Hello.

Hi, Rodrigo. How are you?

- Good.
- Everything good with you?

Almost got lost getting here.
There are no signs anywhere.

It's a little difficult
to get here. Sorry.

So how's the little guy doing?

- He's ready.
- It's the right decision.

Not just for him, for
your whole family.

Hello.

The devil must be dancing today.

But I'll tell you my secret.

Air-conditioning.

It's good, it's good.

Mustang.

Style.

Well, it's better than
a donkey, no?

Come on, let's go.

Better than Club Puebla, no?

When was the last time
they were champion?

Do you know?

But if you think you're
going to run out
onto the pitch tomorrow...

No, no, no. No, no.

You're going to have your
face in the mud.

Washing cars,

cleaning apartments,

scooping dog shit.

I even cleaned up vomit
at the pier in Santa Monica.

But yes, not for pesos,
for dollars.

Pesos cannot get you
out of the mud, no.

But with dollars...

you can buy the Cosmos,
the whole universe,

and become whoever you want.

Whatever it is.

Pull over to the right, please.

Pull over to the right.

No, no, no, no, no.

Sleep, sleep, sleep.

Good evening, Officer.

Any particular reason

you rolled through that stop?

Stop? Uh, I-I'm sorry.

Look at my finger.

Follow it
without moving your head.

You see? Ready for church.

That your son?

Yes.

How old is he?

Fifteen.

- Hm.
- A little late
for school night, no?

Where does he go to school?

Uh, it's a private school
in Sherman Oaks.

- Good for you.
- Yeah.

Doing pretty well.
What kind of business you in?

I have my own company.

There it is.

"Celebrity Travel."

Must roll with some
pretty big enchiladas, right?

I'm not supposed to say,

but I just put Ricky Martin's
husband in a Miami cruise.

- No, you did not.
- Yeah, he's my friend.

- He's my friend.
- No shit.

Family friend.

You got any ID for the boy?

Yeah.

Watch the stops.

Wakey-wakey.

Wake up.

These are the mornings
that were sung by...

Wakey-wakey.
We're home.

We're here. Come on, get up.

Good morning.

Good night.

Cesar!

Cesar!

Hm.

There he is.

Hey, my love, you're
looking so cute.

Hey, hey, hey.
- Hey, ¿Qué?

Hey, you little bastard.

Grown some hair on
your balls, eh?

Take this.

This is Jesús. Show
him to his suite.

Tell to your boss

the border pigs want
three grand now.

You hear me, bitch?

What?

Style.

Which you don't have.

Come on, homie.

Hey, it's okay.

Watch your step.

Watch out. Let's go.

Come on, homie.

It's cozy, right?

Come on. Come on, homie.

Let's go.

Here's your spot.

So, breakfast is at 6:00.

First shift, 6:30.
Lunch at noon.

Second shift, 12:30.
Dinner's at 7:00.

The last shift till 11:00,
and boom,
lights out at midnight.

You know how we do, homie.
You'll crush it.

Goal!

Don't overpack it.

This has to be redone
because of you.

What?

No, no, no, no, no!

Is this how you get off, daddy?

I get the real titties, okay?

Shut up, princess.

Be sure you're in the middle.

Got it?

Don't push too hard.

Keep your eye on the needle.

Look.

Let's get going, little daddy.

Let's get going.

Hey!

What you doing, homie?

This ain't your daddy's shop.

You break it, you buy it, huh?

Hey, hey! Look at me!
Are you sordo, pendejo?

Cesar!

Sorry, boss. He pushed too hard.

- I told him, but he
doesn't listen--
- Gordo.

This is not Tijuana.

Sorry, Jefe.

He push it too hard.
I told him, and...

He did this.

Are you okay, hermanito?

What is your name?

Everything's okay.

No one will hurt you. Hm?

Jesús.

From Puebla.

The free land of Puebla.

What is the truth?

The truth is that as much
as we want to be free...

we live and we die together.

This is America.

Now we all gotta pay, papi.

Back to work.

Come on,
this isn't Acapulco, eh?

Hurry up!

Come with me.
Come with me, cabrón.

Look at me, puto. Look at me!

I'm this close
to becoming a manager.

So I don't care
if you're sick, stupid,
or your machine blows up.

You mess with me again, eh,

Welcome to the family, cabrón.

Are you okay?

Does it hurt?

Do you wanna see?

You don't say much, do you?

Did you ever?

Where is she?

My father's back in Mexico.

I haven't seen him
in a long time.

Lights out, homies.
Let's go.

I'm Elena.

Good night.

The number
you have reached is not--

Tell me,

what do you love about Him?

He...

He taught me
to love my neighbor...

and my enemies...

and God.

And while you seek
with this empty devotion,

you forgot to love
the only person that matters.

Tell me,

what do you love about yourself?

I don't know.

There is nothing a man god
can teach you about love.

Back to work!

Let's go! Come on, this isn't
Puerto Vallarta. Let's go!

Why did she pick her?

She hasn't finished her quota.

I hope she picks me next.

Let's go, homie!

Tenant's name is Marcus Ponceo.
No wants, no warrants.

Check for associates by the name
of Rodrigo Ramirez, please.

10-4, Alpha 112.

Cesar,
the police are outside.

Get out of here.

May I help you?

Yes.

Uh, I'm looking for Rodrigo.

- Who?
- Rodrigo.

Rodrigo Ramirez.

I don't know any Rodrigo, dawg.

Oh, no?

That's funny
'cause I think he knows you.

Sorry, papá.

See, his car pulled in here
the other night, so...

Parking's tight around here.

I don't know what to tell you.

Can I see some ID?

Is there a problem, Officer?

No, just a routine, uh,
suspicious call.

Make a little report,
that's all.

Wave at her. Hi, Mama.
Say, "Hi, Mama."

2-11 in progress,
444 South Flower Street.

All units proceed.
Officers need backup.

I gotta go.

Copy that.

People come, people go.

My father's business.

Kind of business you in?

The busy kind.

Maybe I'll just wait,
if you don't mind.

It's a free country, isn't it?

Kind of hot. How about inside?

Chingas a tu madre.

Fuck you, huh?

Sir, 2-11 in progress.
All units requested.

You talk to your papa
with that mouth?

Get a warrant,
motherfucker, huh?

You can't come up in here
like this.

I know my fucking rights, huh?

Puto de mierda!

Officers need backup.

All units requested.

Hey, hey! Who said
you could leave your station?

My son, Christian,

his job was always the same.

Get the milk.

Sitting in the right place,

using the right style.

But some days,
no matter what you did,

the cow was in a bad mood,

so she wouldn't give you milk.

But I show him the way.

Yes, I show him the way
to make her happy.

If you kiss her gentle...

...the cow would think that
one of her babies is feeding,

so she would give you
all the milk you wanted.

But still,

my son was always slow.

My wife would tie his feet

and beat him
until she could fill a glass
with his blood.

She said that this would remove
weakness from his body.

But she was right.

My wife spoke the truth.

It was weakness.

It was just weakness.

This is gonna tickle, a little.

Hey.

Hey.

Shh! Shh!

You'll wake Cesar.

It's okay. I just wanna help.

It's okay.

It's okay.

This will help.

It'll stop the burning.

Can I?

Turn around.

Careful, careful, careful.

Yes, okay.

Okay, hold your breath.

This is gonna hurt.

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Sorry.

Are you okay?

Good night, Jesús.

Jesús!

I have to meet
the quota this month.

Loss is relative, isn't it?

I cannot lose another worker.

It's...

from a long time ago.

Mine too.

But I promised myself
it would never happen again.

And I can promise you the same.

Back to work.

Remember when I told you
about my father?

That I hadn't seen him
in a very long time?

My mother told me
he left before I was born.

I used to always ask her
when he was coming back.

And she would say...

"When you grow up
and make a name in the world."

I always dreamed,

if I became a designer...

people would know my name...

and he would come back.

I'm sorry.

I have to do this.

I'm sorry.

Come on in, Andy.

So, "Officer enters premises
and conducts
unauthorized search.

When asked to produce a warrant
officer assaults citizen
without cause."

Anything to add?

Sounds like a pretty bad egg.

He made your plates.
Review board meets Friday.

Either way,
our victim's pressing charges.

You're gonna jam me up because
some guy in the rat squad

is putting the finger on me
on the word of some guy
in Echo Park?

The victim
has two avulsed molars
and witnesses.

He came at me
with a screwdriver.

What do you want me to do,
talk therapy?

Look, I don't want you
within a hundred yards

of that guy or that place.

That'll be all.

I got IRS filings,
business tax, property taxes.
Uh, they're all clean.

They also got a bunch
of places. LA, Ventura,
San Gabriel, Vernon, Anaheim.

I mean, looks of those returns,
they're slaying.

And they're actually having
a charity event next week
for Greyhound rescue--

All right, stop.

If it was me, I would go back
to Harvard and 2nd,

and I would take
detailed descriptions
of anyone and everyone

who goes in and out
of that place,

as well as get the tag
and the vehicle numbers.

Check and see if it shows up
in any other places.

Sir, IA says we can't be within
a hundred yards of the premises.

They said I can't.

Look, you were supposed
to be at the Holiday Inn

on Figueroa 30 minutes ago.

Raul, I won't be ready.

What is this guy's problem?

I don't know. Sometimes
we have sex.

Sometimes he cries
about his son.

Sometimes he cries,
then we have sex.

But why do you care?
He pays us hourly.

Listen to me, Adriana.

I don't pay you to think.

I pay you to shake your ass.

So if you're not at
the Holiday Inn
in 30 minutes,

you'll never shake it again,

because it'll be on a
bus back to Nogales.

Whatever you say will be done.

Twenty-four years of age.

The price is set at $40,000.

Very good, my love.

Please, don't.
I wanna go home.

Shh, shh. It's okay.

- Please, don't.
- There is nothing
wrong giving someone pleasure.

Marco?

I have to go now, my love.

I thought I heard something.

Excuse me.

- Gordo.
- Ninety-five.

Edgar.

Seventy-six.

Marcela.

Ninety-seven.

Carlitos.

One ninety.

Good.

You said I would be promoted...

once I finished my quota.

Right?

Yes, of course.

But the truth is...

one cannot make the quota.

We must make
the quota together... as one.

You should know this.

You're going to be a manager.

No.

No.

Sit down.

You keep stealing from us.

You're never gonna let us leave.

You're never gonna let us leave.

Never! Never!

You're never gonna let-- Ah!

Puto!

Are you deaf, marica, huh?

Over there.

Look at those cute dresses.

You like them?

It's a little dark in here,

but it makes it more romantic.

Playing with the kiddies again.

In America, boys play with boys,

and girls play with girls.

And me? I like to play
with them both.

You might already have.

I knew this guy, Jimmy K,

took down a supplier
in Riverside
moving 30 keys a week

after a two-month operation.

And so what? New guy jumps in
moving 35 keys a week.

Made no difference.
So, Jimmy goes back
to the streets,

where he can get some action
and not sit

behind a desk forever.

But, you know, I'm guessing

maybe that's the type of person
that you are.

I'm not assuming that that's--

Rusky, could you shut
the fuck up?

Forever?

Thank you.

They're getting
that bent out of shape
over wrong-colored hangers?

Now 21 is a billion-dollar
company.

Do you think they get bent?

No. They do the bending.

Okay, I'll repack
and reship. My cost.

You mean my cost,

which they cut by 30 percent.

And I'm not paying,
you understand?

Yeah! I'm coming.
Don't you worry about it.

- Everybody has their
part, but not one department--
- Aram.

Pull all the Now 21 stuff.

What's the problem?

I'm psychic, and I had a vision
it's not gonna pass QC.

Yeah, you must be psychic too,

'cause that's
the exact same reaction I had

when my father jammed
those wrong-colored hangers
up my ass.

So why don't you run back there
and tell those chinks
they better double time it.

Now!

Boss, the shop on
Harvard called

and told me that there's a kid
that's gone missing.

Hey, hey! There he is!

That's the kid!
That's the fucking kid!

Security, stop that fucking kid!

What the fuck
are you staring at?
Get up there and get him!

- You two, get up there!
- It isn't safe, boss.

I don't give a shit!
Just get him down from there!

Why the fuck
are you still over here?
I told you to get him!

What the fuck are you doing?
Get down from there!

What are you,
his fucking principal?
Go up there and get him now!

- Let's go!
- Fuck! Go get him!

- Fuck! Don't let him get out!
- Yes, sir!

I'm gonna fuck you up!
Get back here!

Goddamn it! Stop him!

Get him! Now!

- Whoa! Hey!
Watch where you're going, kid!
- Hey, stop him!

- Hey, kid, stop!
Get over here!
- Grab him! Grab him!

Stop him!
Stop that fucking kid!

Come on!

Stop!
Stop right there! Police!

Police! Stop! Stop!

Shit,
I don't want panties. Whoa!

You're gonna pay for that,
you little motherfucker!

You're fucking kidding me!

Three dollars for the speakers.

We're all working here!

Kid, come on! Stop!

He stole my phone!

Jesus! Fuck!

Hey, man, you wanna buy some?

6.99 each, 9.99 for two.

- Ah!
- Okay, okay,
come back. I'll give you...

Come on, man!

- Watch the fuck
where you're going!
- Fuck you, asshole!

Watch where you're going!

Watch it!

What a bloody moppet.

People have no awareness
of what's directly
in front of them.

Look out for a young
Latino male, 12 to 14 years old,

5-foot, long black hair.

Last seen wearing
blue jeans and a soccer jersey,

heading south on Alvarado.

Look,
I am so sorry I'm late.

The 10 was a parking lot.

- It was absolutely--
- I don't care!

You can't come to work on time!

Get your school handbag!
Hey!

Back to school, huh? I have
a good one for you, eh? 9.99.

You'll be the coolest cucumber
on campus.

Ah! I got you!

Ah!

Stop that fucking kid!
He stole my phone!

Hi, can I take a minute
of your time? Help save
the duck-billed platypus!

Baby, which of these
do you like better?

- Mo.
- Yeah, yeah.
Give me a second, sweetie.

- Seriously? Hey, just--
- Hey.

I-I-- I'm on it. I'm on it.

- Are you serious?
- What-- Sweetie, what?
All right.

God. Let me see.

This one is 19.99,
and this one is 9.99.

I love this. I love this one.
I love it.

- All right?
- Ugh. God, whatever.

Which of these
do you like better?

What do you think?

- Whoa. Sorry, homie.
- Excuse me.

Oh, my God! What are you--
Mo! Stop it!

- Hey, hey, hey, hey!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- What are you doing,
you little bastard, huh?
- No, it was an accident!

I'm sorry, man!
I'm a designer! I'm a designer!

- Designer, my ass!
- You know,
this is a nice coat, man!

A really nice coat!

Come back here!

Stop!

Goddamn it!

Agh!

Agh! Agh!

Stop! Oh, goddamn it!

You little shit!
What are you doing?

You're gonna break
your fucking neck!

Do you wanna die?

Jesus Christ!

Is he okay? Is he okay?
- Are you okay? We'll get some--

- Hey, what are you doing?
Look at me.
- Uh, um...

- A-Alpha 112,
we're requesting--
- Look me in the eyes.

- Get off the horn
and get the med bag.
- I can't--

We're making
an assessment here. Don't move.

Get off the radio
and get the fucking kit!

Shit!

Easy. You okay?

You all right, buddy?

You running from somebody?

¿Habla inglés? ¿Español? No?

- Is someone chasing you?
- Sir, shouldn't we call
an ambulance?

Yeah. Do that, Rusky.

- Call the, uh, bomb squad
and the SWAT team while--
- Hey!

- Kid, you all right?
You got away from me there.
- Hey.

Sir, is this your boy?

- Oh, no, he's my manager's son.
- Ah.

- Can I see some ID?
- Yeah, yeah, of course. Yeah.

I, uh, couldn't give his dad
the afternoon off.

Kid was going
a little stir-crazy.
Here's my card.

Lucky Fashion Group?

Oh, you know what they say,
"The clothes make the man,"
Officer.

"Naked people
have little or no"--

"...or no influence in society."

You have any, uh,
ID for the boy?

Uh, yeah, yeah.
Let me text his dad.

Have an all-hands-on-deck
situation there.

Thousand shirts
going to the wrong state.

Having a real crazy day
at the office.

But, uh...

You're a Twain fan, huh?
That's, uh...

Whoa! Hey. Sorry, no.

He grabbed this out of my room.

Just got a bunch
of inventory logs
and price codes on it.

Boring stuff.

- Give it.
- All right.

Should be a camera in the trunk.

It's, uh,
really boring stuff.

I think he thought there were
games on it or something.

Yeah. What'd you say
the boy's name was?

- Sergio.
- Sergio.

Family's Catholic. Strict.

Hm, yeah. Got an address?

- Uh, you and your dad live out
in, uh, Boyle Heights, right?
- Boyle Heights?

He said he lived on Harvard.

I don't think so.
Not unless they moved.

- We'll get little Sergio home.
- Officer, uh, look,
we're a small operation.

If any of our competitors
got a hold of that,

they could really chop
our legs off, you know?

Ain't it the size of the fight,
not the dog?

- Tell that to my old man.
- Not a Twain fan, huh?

Uh, not a fan of losses.

Ah. Whoa.

Yeah, look.
His, uh, passport right here.

Says "Javier."

I have 500 employees, Officer. Uh...

Play hide-and-seek
with all of them?

Tell you what,

send this to me, this number.

- Yeah.
- Gonna run this in.

Stay here, sir.

Hello?

What are you talking about?

California license
plate number 4D0Q678.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Um, you know what?

I just realized
that's not our numbers.
Those are--

Uh, it's a video
of, uh, me and my wife.

Our anniversary this past year.
You-you know?

- No, I don't know.
- Officer, please.

- Step back.
- Okay. Okay.

Oh, my God!
Is it in? Is it in? Is it in?

Gonna hold on to this
for a little while.

- We got your address.
You can go.
- Uh...

Officer Stevens,

you know when the devil
has nothing better to do,

he likes to fuck
his own children?

So, quit tickling my balls
and give me back my property,

or you're gonna need
a proctologist to remove
the lawsuit I jam up your ass.

Oh, fuck!

You're under arrest. You have
the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can
and will be held against you.

- On what charge?
- Threatening an officer
and child pornography.

There was nothing on that card!

Sir, it's the captain.

Yeah?

Andy, didn't I tell you
to stay away from these guys?

- Yeah, well,
he just took a shot at me.
- Well, I just got a call

where your name
was specifically mentioned.

- He's sitting
on a-a load of kiddie porn.
- You've seen it?

- I can smell it.
- Look, you've got enough heat
on you with the review board.

The last thing you need
is the DA all over you,

which is an absolute certainty
after the call I just got.

So, if you don't have enough
to bring him in,

write him up
and kick him loose.

- Let me put a tail on him
right now.
- That wasn't a request, Andy.

Let that guy and his kid go,

or I promise you, you will be
the one on all fours.

Cut him loose.

Fuck you.
Fuck you, you fucking pig!

You think that badge
gives you a right
to shit wherever you want?

Get this shit off of me.

Let's go.

Let's go! Come on!

Lord, protect and
guide this child.

God is with us.

What's happening?

Save her, please. Save
her. She's dying.

Do something!

Our powerful and grateful Lord,

You can do everything.

Protect this child.

Jesús!

Our powerful and grateful Lord,

You can do everything.

Protect this child.

Guide him to his destiny.

Rise and shine, little pinguita.

I'd like to be sure.

Well, a fake passport
isn't gonna cut it.

Sir, I understand,
but we've seen him

being taken in and out
of that place multiple times.

Doesn't mean he's still there.

Sir, I know there's more of them
in there.

- So, kick it to Homeland.
- They already gave me
the runaround.

These people have
no criminal history whatsoever.
What are we going on here?

They're operating
out of residential locations
in rundown neighborhoods

through shell companies,
and we've got evidence
that they're harboring illegals.

Here's what I know.
The board ruled on your boy
Stevens this morning,

and he's looking at termination
for that shit he pulled.

That is total bullshit.
I was there.

- Request for a warrant denied.
- Yes, sir.

I'd quit poking around.
Catch my drift?

Copy that.

Mom says you're not doing
so well over there.

Me? I'm good. Good.
I'm here working.

You know, I now have
a beautiful house.

The one in Hollywood?
You got it already?

Yes. From here, you can see
all of Beverly Hills,

Sunset Boulevard,

where all the rich people
and the artists live.

You know, I had a dream.

That you had a new
family over there.

And that I would never
see you again.

But we're gonna see
each other soon.

So that you can see the house.

I have to go, Dad.

Talk to you soon.

Hey, what the hell happened?

You look like you had
sex with a peacock.

This is your jefe.

Do as he says, and the
world is yours.

And this is Juan. Show
him to his suite.

What the hell is this?

12,500?

A discount.

I told you the border pigs
want ten grand now.

And the cartel, they
don't eat for free.

But this one's on the house.

Found him at the border.

I need some time.

If you don't pay the cartel,

you're gonna lose more
than business.

Hello.

I'm Juan.

What's your name?

You know where
they're sending me after this?

Look.

They're sending me
to the LA Cosmos after this.

What you doing, homie?

Sit down.

Get to work.

Are you dumb, huh?

Hey, what you doing? Sit down!

Hey, hey, back to work, fatty.

Back to work!

LAPD! Get on the ground!

Get on the ground now!
Get on the ground!

- Hands above your head!
217 in progress.
- Get back! Get back now!

2218 Harvard Street.
Officer requires
immediate backup.

- Let him go
and get on the ground!
- You can't do this.

No, you can't do this.

Listen to me!

Put the weapon down
and let the boy go.

- I did nothing wrong! Nothing!
- Get on the ground!

- Do it now!
- No!

I'm gonna kill this kid, okay?

217 in progress,
2218 Harvard Street.

- All units proceed.
- Copy that.

Even at night, I hear
the sound of those needles.

Let him go and talk to me, okay?
We can talk about this.

- No time for football. Nothing!
- Sir, listen to me!

- Just those fucking needles!
- Put the weapon down
and let the boy go!

- Calm down!
- What more do I have to do?

Tell me! Tell me!

- Calm down and let him go!
- LAPD! Hands in the air!

Show me your hands!
Put the knife down!

Drop the knife and get
on the ground, motherfucker!

- Charlie 213. I'm on scene.
- Whiskey 12. I'm on scene.

- Alpha 42. I'm on scene.
- Delta 315. Holding on scene.

You told me I could come here!

Put the weapon down
and let the boy go.

Get down!

- We got a runner!
- Runner! Go, go, go!

You said if I worked hard,
I could live free and happy.

- Let him go now!
- Get on the ground,
or I'll shoot you in the face!

And now you spit in my face!

Tango 42. I got one on foot.

Hispanic male, bald,
running out onto Harvard.

Copy that,
Tango 42. Units are en route.

Telling me that I bring
drugs and crime.
That I am garbage.

Look at him!

- Just look at him! He's a baby!
- Get on the ground,
motherfucker!

So, yes, I lived in garbage!

I slept on the streets!
I ate out of the trash!

Is this America? Is
this your America?

Huh? Is this America?

Yes, this is America!

- I'm gonna put a fucking bullet
through your skull!
- Take the shot!

- I am America!
- Do you fucking hear me?

I am America!

Get down!

- I am America! I am America!
- LAPD! Hands in
the air! Show me your hands!

Get off, you white
pig! Get off me!

Please, no! No!

Do not move, you hear me?

LAPD! LAPD!

Shut the fuck up!

LAPD! Hands in the air!

I-I am America!

Clear over here!

Clear!

Clear over here!

Clear!

Clear!

Clear!

It's okay.

Clear!

It's okay, baby.

I got you.

Sorry.

Please...

forgive me.

Jesús!

Jesús!

What I don't understand is that
there are so many rich
and famous people in America,

and they do so much good
for so many people
around the world.

And the politicians,
they all agree.

Today, millions of people
are living in bondage.

It ought to concern
every person...

...to prevent slavery
and human trafficking.

To actually solve the problem.

And still, nothing changes?

That's why I decided
to make this movie.

And I worked really hard
for a long time

learning what
all these children go through.

How they're taken
from their homes
and what they do to survive.

So, if you're asking
what happens
to Jesús and the others,

I'm here to tell you
that it depends on you.

There is no happy ending
for these children

unless we become conscious
of where we buy
our clothes and food

and make the companies responsible.

So please tell everyone you know
about this film,

because together,
we have the power

to make sure
this never happens again.

Thank you so much for your time,

and thank you
for watching the movie.