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Yeah, are you still at work or what?

Right.

Well, you know, hon...

I've got to go. I've got to go.

Got some work to do.

Right. I love you, too.

You can't do this. I don't have a choice.

You can't do this, man.

Right there. Right there, Davis.

Yeah. Yeah, there you are.

Looks like a size eight. Probably a teenager.

He's alone.

Okay. Let's go. That way.

So the guy pulls a gun, and he says,

"I didn't come for your gold. I came for the justice."

And then the wagon blew up. Blah, ba-blah, ba-blah.

They leave these movies open for sequels

all the time, and that's the problem.

They just want to make more money.

Right. It was a terrible movie.

The girl at least like it?

"The girl"? What girl?

The girl, the one that you said you were meeting from El Paso.

Oh, my god. That was a complete bust.

I ended up seeing the fucking movie by myself.

What? Yeah.

The second I pull up, she gets in the car,

she starts talking about champagne.

"Champagne, I wanna taste some.

"I wanna try champagne tonight."

You think there's anywhere in this fucking bullshit town that sells champagne?

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, what? Hold on.

What's the matter?

He stopped.

Hmm.

What are you seeing here?

Well, he stopped there, and he's shuffling.

Indentation is deeper here on this edge,

so he probably switched the bag over to the other shoulder.

Which probably means he's gonna start...

It means he's turning left.

Nice. Yeah.

See? I'm listening, man. I am. I'm learning.

Hobbs ain't gonna believe it.

I don't believe it, either. I can't believe I can do this.

What? What is it?

What the shit is that?

The kid's definitely a drug mule.

Not sure which cartel, though.

I didn't know these things were real.

I thought those were just stories.

It's not just a Hobbs story.

They do this for safe passage across the desert.

Looks like he brushed out.

Hey, hey, hey. Don't touch it.

What, you think I'm gonna get possessed by demons or something?

I'm just saying.

I'll touch it.

Good lord.

I see you girls finished playing grab-ass out there.

Decided to come out here and help me.

We almost had him, Hobbsy. I was right there.

What happened? He outrun you or something?

No, he, uh, started at the wall,

started bearing left. Davis caught it.

Miracle of god.

Yeah, then he brushed out.

Kid got to see his first shrine, though.

You didn't touch it, did you?

See, that's what Flores said.

Y'all are too superstitious.

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

See any action while we were gone?

No, just a car full of frat boys.

Forgot how to get back.

Looked like they had a pretty rough time down there,

so I didn't mess with them too much.

Still early, though.

I hate to say it,

but I don't think we're gonna see much out here today.

I don't know, Flores.

It was the sound of that wind

that brought me here to set up this point this morning.

Do you remember what old Louise used to say about that?

Yeah, it's how she found you.

That's right.

Hold on. We got something.

Time to earn your money, boys.

Let's see what you got, junior.

Good morning, sir.

Good morning.

Turn your car off for me for a minute.

Thank you.

You a U.S. citizen? Yes, sir.

Hmm. Where are you heading?

I work on Mr. Copeland's ranch off 617.

I'm going into town to get some alfalfa.

Can I see some identification, please?

All right, Mr. Ferrara.

You buying anything else that looks like alfalfa?

Um, no, sir.

Good. All right, thank you. You have a nice day.

Boy, you're forgetting more than I know.

Did you expect this checkpoint to be here today, Mr. Ferrara?

Excuse me, sir? Did you expect this checkpoint...

Thank you, sir. You're free to go.

Please. Thank you for your cooperation.

Thank you, sir.

Mmm-hmm.

That's the kind of mood you're in?

That's Alberto, man.

I know that's Alberto, and this is my point.

Forget it.

All right, 3-2. You ready, Davis?

No. No, wait. Hold up. That's 3... it's 3-3.

No, it's 3-2...

Mickey mantle, here you go. Watch this.

There you go. We got 4-2.

That's a double. We got a ghost man on second. Go ahead.

Oh, swing, batter, batter.

One, two.

Go, man! One more.

Come on.

Stop the car. Stop the car.

Okay, keep going. Go up to him.

What are you stopping for, sir?

Sir, he asked me to stop.

You guys saw it when I made him stop and then come up?

No, you didn't see that?

Dickhead. I did see that. I did.

Okay, that was funny. Come on.

I pay attention.

"Hey, stop. Okay, keep going."

Just fuck with them. I'm so fucking bored out here.

Cone Olympics.

Cone Olympics. I got it.

Here, I got you a chair, Hobbs. Yeah.

Here's a chair for you.

That's cute. That's cute, boys.

If you don't wanna play cone Olympics, just have a seat.

If he sits down, he won't be able to get back up.

Ready?

Oh.

Ah!

So these shotguns are sticking out the back

of one of the vans, and boom, boom!

They start dumping hot lead on us,

all the while cutting across through the onion field,

heading down to canyon road straight for the border.

Now, old Shepherd, he's driving.

It's long before he was stuck doing all that desk duty.

He managed to get us right up behind that vehicle.

I lean out, and with this pistol,

one shot, that tire's shredded.

And this Van flips over and topples down into the canyon.

We head down there,

and there's all these kangaroos standing around.

These wetbacks were smuggling kangaroos in a Van into Mexico.

Come on, man.

Well, they shot first.

It's not what I'm saying. You know what I'm talking about.

I'm serious. You go down there,

you can still find kangaroos if you know where to look.

Let me finish? Okay, fine. Go ahead.

Just stop, please. Just stop saying "wetbacks" altogether.

Oh, come on. "Wetbacks," "back scratches."

It don't matter to me, knowing they swim over or crawl under.

Back when I got started, it wasn't so PC.

It was either "wets" or "Tonks."

And do you call your kids that?

What?

Do you call your kids "wetbacks" and "Tonks"?

I mean, do you say it like, "hey, Tonk, go to the bathroom,"

or, "come eat your food, Tonk," or...

You watch it. All right.

It's different. I'm talking about bona fide criminals here.

All right, all right, all right. Let's drop it.

No, no, no. Come on, now.

How about that little kid you was tracking earlier?

I mean, can we call them "drug mules,"

or is that gonna offend your delicate sensibilities?

No, of course. I mean, sure. Yeah, they're mules.

But they're still little boys underneath it.

Uh-uh, no, sir.

That all changed when they picked up that AK,

decided to become soldiers, and they will be treated as such.

Well, I just wanna know, just for clarification,

just so we can get all the terminology right,

do you want us to call you an "asshole" or a "douche"?

'Cause you're both of them, and I wanna get it right.

"Mr. asshole."

Mr. asshole, got you.

You'll see.

I'm gonna get me some coffee.

Well, lookie here, my lucky day.

I'm gonna let you boys handle this.

Careful what words you use now.

Hey, let me get this one. I need a little wake-me-up.

I'm getting bored, listening to hobbs' story.