Borderline

Andale, Andale!

Andale!

Andale!

You, follow me.

- Hey Ski, where'd you put down they came in?

E-six, what time did you put?

Four p.m. sound right?

- Yeah, it's good enough for government work.

Vamanos.

- Yes ma'am, yes ma'am.

- Join the party Jeb, grab a Guatemalan

or maybe you'd rather have an El Salvadorian.

There's plenty to go around.

You catch 'em, you clean 'em.

Willie, what do you got?

- Two groups, the guides split with their money

and left these poor bastards rambling around

in the brush for two days with no food.

- You think they're part of that Sand Canyon bunch?

- No way Jeb, they're too sloppy.

Occupation?

- Hey pal, where can I find the senior officer?

That's me, who are you?

Fante sir, Jimmy Fante.

I've been sent out here on detail from New York.

- Oh hey, you're a day late. - I kept gettin' lost.

Ah well, where are the others?

Others, sir?

- They didn't send anybody else with you?

- Not as far as I know, sir. - Oh Jesus.

I asked for a dozen extra hands and they send one.

I guess they feel one grunt from New York

is worth 12 men, that right Fonte?

I kinda doubt that, sir.

- No more sir, just call me Jeb okay?

- Right, Jeb. - Let me see now.

Hey, where are you taking him?

- Holding pen, this one's a pujero.

- Lemme get your name.

- What's a pujero? - He's a guide.

Son of a bitch, preys on these other poor people.

Hey Willie,

Willie.

This is Jimmy Fante? - Fante.

- Willie, show him around, fill him in.

Come on, this way.

My name's Willie Lambert.

Gimme that, put it over here.

All right now then, you look at this map.

You see this here is our sector.

That's about 1200 square miles, maybe 1,000 canyons.

Now 10 years ago we were lucky if we

caught 100 aliens a month but right now

we're in the middle of a damned invasion.

They're running right over us.

Last summer this little pulled in over 3,000 a month

and for every one we caught, three of 'em slipped past us.

How's your Spanish? - Impeccable.

- Impeccable, we could use a lot of impeccable around here.

- Wait, maybe impeccable was too strong a word.

- Whatever it is, you just sit down here

next to Mr. Monroe and practice your Spanish.

Charlie Monroe, this is Jimmy Fante.

Okay, let me find you somebody here, let's see.

You sir.

Por favor.

- Como se llama? - Miguel Fernando Jesus Gomez.

Momento.

Como se llama? - Miguel Fernando Jesus Gomez.

This funny?

Go ahead.

- Rodriguez, Roberto.

Gonzales, Ernesto.

Arsante, Victor.

Gonzales, Jose.

- I hope it doesn't rain. - It might rain.

What's the matter with you?

Your ass is really dragging, you look down Scooter.

Oh, just a little tired of it.

Chase these Mexicans all over these goddamn hills,

you catch 'em one day and they're back the next.

There's this young kid in there,

I've caught him four times this month myself.

- Just look at it this way, if they didn't keep running,

you'd be out of a job.

What's happening, kid? - I don't know.

Is it always like this?

I just processed an old man who sold his tailor shop

and gave up his life savings to come here.

Now he's got nothing, his whole life

went down the drain and I watched it.

- You're gonna hear a lot of sad stories,

so don't let it get to you.

What's coming down, Chief?

- We're supposed to assist Chula tonight,

work old La Mesa.

- With all the men they got up there, they want assistance?

There ain't but four of us on duty

tonight to cover this whole sector.

- I know but the orders just came down, there's

a bunch comin' through and we have to give 'em some help.

Me, Willie and the kid, we'll take La Mesa.

You can work sensor traffic.

If you get a chance, drop down around Tecate.

Have a look around down there, will you?

Sleep tight, America.

Your tax dollars are hard at work.

- I'll give you a little field training.

You know what a sensor is? - No.

Well I'll show you.

This is a seismic sensor, you step on it,

anywhere near it, it sends a signal to La Migra

telling them exactly where you are.

By the time you hit the road,

they're waiting for you with a Greyhound bus

to take you back home.

How'd you know that was there?

- One of my guides got busted coming through here last week.

You see how those trails criss-cross?

That's where I'd plant it if I was them.

- You're pretty smart for a white guy.

Uncle Sam spent a lot of bread

in 'Nam teaching me how to be.

Okay, we split up here.

You take your group up that trail,

horse trail then we'll meet you on the road.

I spotted 'em,

they're taking off down towards that sandbar.

- Push 'em down towards the sandbar, drive 'em!

- I got some in the bushes for you.

Andale hombres, okay boys, party's over.

Andale!

Pronto!

You been waiting long? - No I just got here, wait.

Why don't you ride up in front with me?

It smells like a cattle truck back here.

- Gringo, with you at this time of night,

that'd be like waiting a red flat at La Migra.

Son.

No, (speaking Spanish) no.

- You speak English, you understand me?

- Yes sir, yes. - Good boy.

He's your son, ever had a son before Mirandez?

For all I know,

I am father to 30 little bastards in Tijuana.

Vito, Vito Morales senor.

Mexico.

Si senor, (speaking Spanish).

Tomates.

I wonder if he's hauling anything besides tomates?

I think his tomatoes are wet.

63B.

Buenas Noches, senor. - Good evening.

What's the problem officer, are my taillights out?

No.

It's just a routine check.

What are you fellas doin' up this time of night?

- We have to deliver these tomatoes all the way up to L.A.

That's my boy, I brought him along to help me.

- That's all you're hauling back there, tomatoes?

What else?

- Well I thought maybe you might have

some of your cousins stuck in the back there.

- My worthless cousins I would haul in the manure,

not tomatoes, you misjudge me senor.

Well maybe, I'd still like

to have a look just to make sure.

Will you hand me the keys with your left hand, please?

As you say officer, andale.

- Will you step out of the truck please, come here.

You wanna open that door for me?

Well what do you know?

All right partner, let's get this other side open.

Close it up.

(Vito moaning, speaking in Spanish)

What about the boy?

Por favor.

Sorry.

Gimme a hand.

Get the boy.

- Do you think he phoned in the license?

- No, he didn't have enough time.

- There are too many witnesses.

Who are they gonna talk to?

Come on, let's go.

- Hey Phil, can I check that list with you here?

Yeah.

This belongs to him.

- Is there gonna be an autopsy on this?

- Sure there's gonna be an autopsy, he got shot.