All language subtitles for Stars.At.Noon.2022.1080p.WEB-DL.DD5.1.H.264-EVO-HI

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING)

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

(SIREN WAILING
IN THE DISTANCE)

No meat today.
Sorry, miss.

(IN SPANISH)

No coke, miss.
Sprite.

Sprite.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(SHOPKEEPER
SPEAKING SPANISH)

(MEN SPEAKING IN
SPANISH AND LAUGHING)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

MAN: Senorita?

- (KNOCKING CONTINUES)
- Senorita?

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Senorita, you tell to me

if you're intending
to remain very long.

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Senorita?

(TOILET FLUSHES)

- (BANGING CONTINUES)
- Senorita?

Senorita?

If possible I will wait for you.

- (BANGING CONTINUES)
- Senorita?

Si, si, si, si.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

So good to see you again.

(MAN MOANING)

(CONTINUES MOANING)

(GRUNTS)

(MOANS)

(MOANING INTENSIFIES)

Young rebels used to be so sexy.

Aren't you looking at me?

(MOANS)

- Are you coming?
- (MOANS) Yeah.

- Are you coming?
- (GASPING)

- Si.
- Are you coming?

- Uh-huh. Si. (MOANING)
- So, come!

(MOANING)

(EXHALES)

(EXCLAIMS SOFTLY)

(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)

TRISH:
What a fucking joke.

(PANTS)

MAN: You are getting
more skinny, eh.

If you get any more skinny,

I don't want you no more.

- Do you have any talcum powder?
- Que?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

No, talcum powder.

I must tell you something.

Yes.

The moment has come

when I must take your press card

and your letter of authority.

What are you saying?

You're not a journalist.

Yes, I am.

No, you're not.

I am, too, a journalist.

No, you're not.

Hey, hey. What...
Give me that!

And the press card?

- Where is the press card?
- I don't have my press card.

- Yes, you have.
- No, I don't. It's back at the motel.

- No, it's not.
- Yes, it is.

It is invalidated.

Who invalidated it?

I am forced to.

One of these days,

the army will arrest you.

And this letter

carries my name.

This is my name.

Veraguas.

- You understand?
- I understand.

Everyone who reads it
sees my name.

Fucking all pimps.
You're all fucking pimps!

Fucking jackass.

MAN: Yes!

Yes!

I left many messages for you,

but you never responded.

Why that is?

I am forced...

I am forced to wonder.

- You were forced to wonder?
- Mm-hmm.

I am forced to tell you that

you said you would replace
my phone which you broke.

(CURSING IN SPANISH)

(SCOFFS)

I'll be needing some shampoo.

I will buy for you the
shampoo with much pleasure.

Very generous, Subtenente Verga.

(MAN CHUCKLES)

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

I'm waiting for my chauffeur.

(MAN CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(CLEARS THROAT)

If it is quite okay...

If it is quite okay not to
call me under this name,

Verga.

My name, it's Veraguas.

And it is "subtenente".

Subtenente.

DRIVER: Where do
you wish to go?

(TRISH SPEAKING SPANISH)

DRIVER: You wish
the InterContinental.

TRISH: Yes. I wish.

Car reeks big time
even with the mask on.

(SIREN WAILING
IN THE DISTANCE)

(TRISH SPEAKING)

Senor?

Ola!

DRIVER: Gracias.

(AUTOMATED VOICE
SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

(MACHINE BEEPS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Martini, por favor.

Como estas?

TRISH: Gracias.

(WAITER SPEAKING)

May I have a cigarette?

Uh, evening.

I have none on me, I'm sorry.

You're English.

I am.

London, currently.

Where are you from?

Uh, here and there and yonder.

What about yourself?

Didn't we just do that?

Miguel?

Alphonso?

Roberto?

Si.

She's a little wet.

There's too much vermouth.

Smell the bamboo in here?

It's not the nicest
smell, is it?

You have the kind of
good manners

that eventually get you killed.

(GLASS CLINKS)

Gracias.

We have 45 minutes
till the bar closes.

Long enough to get swacked.

Wanna try a gin with me?

What brought you here?

I came on a plane.

I suppose I met
all your motives.

I can tell you my motives.

I wanted to know the
exact dimensions of hell.

(LAUGHS)

Are you for sale?

I'm press.

We're all press.

Then we're all for sale.

(DANIEL CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

I came here as a special
correspondent up in the north area.

Really?

It's one of the
rougher spots, is it not?

In a sense.

What made you leave?

It was nothing.

Girl scout camp for refugees.

DANIEL:
Right, right, right.

And what about you?

Me? I'm, uh...

I'm here with the Watts people.

I say "with",
but I'm here alone.

The Watts people,
the oil company?

Yeah, on, uh,

a charitable cause,
you could say.

- Please don't go into detail.
- (CHUCKLES)

No, I just mean,
how many companies

do you think, at the moment,

would consider investing
in a place like this?

Not many I'd imagine.

No, next to none.

That's all in the name
of profit, but, uh...

I don't know, I still
that the idea of throwing

some business their way
has humanitarian overtones.

Now that we know
each other so well...

(SIGHS)

...care for some supper?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

I think it's kind of late.

For a price,
I'll sleep with you.

(TRISH MOANING)

(BOTH PANTING)

(TRISH MOANS SOFTLY)

(DANIEL BREATHES
HEAVILY)

TRISH: Your skin
is so white.

It's like

being fucked by a cloud.

(DANIEL CHUCKLES)

You're just a mist.

Yes.

A mist.

(TRISH GASPS
AND MOANS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Don't panic, baby.

It's your room.

I wanna be paid in dollars.

DANIEL:
Everybody wants dollars.

There's talk they're
gonna roll up the Cordoba.

Roll up?

Yeah.

TRISH: Fuck me.

Would I have to
pay extra for that?

I have no dollar supply.

I live entirely on
black-market Cordobas.

Don't worry.

You don't have to start
thinking how to ditch me.

I'm not here for your dollars,

I'm here for
the air-conditioning.

You're thinking so
hard how to ditch me

that your head is smoking.

What do you have
to say about that?

I was thinking about
something quite a bit different.

I commit adultery often.

I never really miss anybody.

I feel I'm in danger of
throwing my life away.

Shall we meet again?

Again and again.

Anytime you have 50 US.

Right. Of course.

(DANIEL SIGHS)

I don't usually fall asleep
in somebody else's bed.

I like your style.

Normally, in my dark heart,

I look down on the impoverished

lackeys of pig billionaires

with their poor
report string back.

(WATER RUNNING)

DANIEL: Take a
shower if you want.

I have running water
in my hotel, baby.

"Impoverished lackeys."
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

See how fast
the tropics sap you?

(ROOSTER CROWING)

(BUZZER BUZZES)

- Buenos dias.
- TRISH: Buenos dias.

(DOOR CLOSES)

No.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(TRISH MURMURS)

(SIGHS)

- TRISH: Hello.
- Hello.

(MOUTHS)

- Hello?
- MAN: (OVER CALL) Can you hear me now?

TRISH: I've got you.
I've got you fine.

- Okay.
- Hi.

First of all,
it's very early here.

I mean, I'll just say
what I said again.

Why would a monthly magazine

that specializes in
sustainable high-class travel,

be interested in

any events,

any person, any fucking thing

from the continent of Nicaragua?

Continent? Uh, your geography
is a little off there, buddy.

But I'm saying that I can
get you a wonderful piece

on a nature reserve
in, in Costa Rica.

You'll wake up to the
sound of howler monkeys,

you'll have a deluxe tent

and a private bathroom,

which is a real steal
in the midst this pandemic.

Yeah.

Well, I'd love to be woken up

by howler monkeys
at 7:00 a.m.,

but not by you,
Trish. No offense.

Is this gonna be
another one of these, like,

"Send me X amount of cash

"and you'll never, ever
hear from me again"?

Because we already did that.

You're hearing
from me right now.

And if you could just
get me to Costa Rica,

I promise you I'll
get my act together.

Things aren't as simple
here as you wanna think.

Okay.

How about this?
Is this simple enough?

Fuck you.

- I am employed by you.
- (CHUCKLES)

You have never, ever,
been employed by me.

Not never, not never, ever.

You did some piece
work for us, Trish.

That's it. You were
like a temp, okay?

- What are you trying to say?
- (LAUGHING)

I'm trying to say something

along the lines
of what I just said,

which is,

we don't need your stories about

missing persons or murder.

I can watch that
on CNN, okay? Just...

Why don't you just admit to
yourself you're not a journalist?

All right?

And stop calling me.

- Can I please, uh...
- Trish? Trish?

Do you have my number?

Yep.

Good.
Lose it, okay?

Bye-bye, senorita.
Bye-bye.

(SIGHS)

Oh, use the other fucking door

because this one doesn't open?

Pay in dollars or use
the other fucking door?

Just wait until American tanks

come and crush
your hopeless country.

Either way the American tanks

are gonna come and
fucking crush your country!

(BIRD SCREECHING)

(SCREECHING)

(SIREN WAILING
IN THE DISTANCE)

- Only chicken today.
- Rum.

TRISH: Gracias.

Um... (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

I'm an American journalist,

and I'm going home tomorrow.

Tomorrow or the day after.

Much as gracias.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Gracias.

(SLOW PIANO
MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

No, I think it's great.

It's just a matter of
how much time it takes.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

DANIEL: Great.

Um, it should be fine...

(WAITER CLEARS THROAT)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

- DANIEL: Thanks.
- Welcome, sir.

I had a reason for ignoring you.

It's okay,

whatever my true feelings.

Oh. I'm sorry.

Consorting with unescorted
women is no disgrace, Daniel.

No, it wasn't that.
I was...

I was concerned
for your reputation.

Who's that friend of yours?

He has a project to
grow rice with rainwater.

What I do interests him.

He's a Costa Rican cop.

No. (SCOFFS)

Yes.

He's from the O-E-Jota.

What do you know about the OIJ?

O-E-Jota.

Those are the Costa Rican cops.

No, I know that.

This man's not a cop.

Yes, he is. And
he's waiting for you

outside of the hotel right now.

What have you got
to do with them?

Or do I not want to know?

WAITER:
Is it cold enough?

- I'll take a beer, thank you.
- (WAITER SPEAKING SPANISH)

Are you familiar with
the American expression

"you've got your ass
in a sling"?

I'm familiar with most
of your expressions.

I'm familiar with
a lot of things.

If you don't mind me saying so,

I'm familiar with
the way that whores

try desperately to act
as if they feel superior

to those of us who pay them,

when actually,

you feel quite inferior.

Actually, I think
you feel ashamed.

Ooh. (LAUGHS)

Why didn't you look at
the waiter just now?

Why don't you look at me
when I'm talking to you?

'Cause there's nothing to see.

If there's nothing to see,
then why don't you look at me?

If I'm no one.

Okay.

Let's back this up
a little bit, okay?

Because, actually,
I'm not the one

the O-E-Jota's waiting for
outside the InterContinental,

am I?

Well, he's not the OIJ.

O-E-Jota.

All right.

- Thank you.
- (WAITER SPEAKING SPANISH)

Can I have one of
those Belmonts, please?

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Does he say he's your friend?

He does.

Then don't talk to him anymore.

Did he say his name?

- He showed me his ID.
- TRISH: Okay.

You're so fucking out of it.

Don't speak with him anymore.

Forget him.

Do you have a gun?

Shoot him.

(CHUCKLES)
I don't have a gun.

I bet that if we leave
this hotel right now,

he'll follow us.

He's waiting for you outside.

And he's not gonna
let you get away.

You're drunk.

Would I be sitting here

if I were the littlest
bit sober?

No, no.

Let's go to my room.

Do you have 50 US?

I have 50 US.

Good.

Give it to me, I need to buy
some shampoo. (CHUCKLES)

We're gonna go
to the Mercado Oriental

and you'll see
we're being followed.

Let's lose the cop.

Senor?

- DRIVER: Okay.
- TRISH: Gracias.

- (ENGINE SPUTTERS)
- Come on.

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

Nothing like running
away in an old Toyota.

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

(ENGINE STARTS)

That's him.

That's him right there.

They have
the Costa Rican plates,

they look like the new
California ones.

- You know?
- (CHUCKLES) No, I don't know.

It's ridiculous.

I'm pretty sure, he
knows where I'm staying.

TRISH: We'll lose them
down at the Mercado.

(TRISH SPEAKING)

DRIVER: No.

(TRISH SPEAKING)

What's going on?
Is he still there?

(LAUGHS)
I can't see a thing.

(DANIEL CHUCKLES)

(TRISH SPEAKING)

Senor.

I understand.

(TRISH SPEAKING)

DANIEL: Thank you.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, you all right?

You insist I'm plastered.

I'm fine.

I have the use of my legs.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Okay.

Okay, very good.

I need to buy some shampoo.

DANIEL: You didn't like
the one you stole from me?

Okay.

I gotta get some rum.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Gracias.

Aww. Throw this away.

There won't be any
elections, babe. I promise.

Happening next week.

(SLOW LATIN SONG
PLAYING OVER RADIO)

(SIREN WAILING
IN THE DISTANCE)

(IN SING-SONG VOICE)
Rum and shampoo.

(WAITER SPEAKING)

Gracias.

(WAITER SPEAKING SPANISH)

I should get my hair
washed by a real professional.

- (WAITER SPEAKING SPANISH)
- Gracias.

DANIEL: Gracias.

- (TIRES SCREECHING)
- (PEOPLE YELLING)

TRISH: Mm. (LAUGHS)

Don't blink or you'll
miss the whole show.

They'll postpone
the election again,

and they'll blame the US.

It'll happen.

Why?

Why would they risk losing all of
this power now that they have it?

Because there are people
here who still have principles.

TRISH: Oh.

Like what?
What principles?

Democracy,

equality.

Starbucks.

I didn't know why I bother.

Me neither.

- Go, go, go!
- (ENGINE STARTS)

You, my friend, just
made 1,000 Cordobas.

- Fuck the Rica! Fuck the Rica!
- You are a piece of work.

(CHATTER ON RADIO)

(CHUCKLES)

Hey. Stop, stop, stop.

- TRISH: What you doing?
- One moment.

TRISH:
What are you doing?

DANIEL: Gracias.

That Costa Rican
would've had plenty of time

to shoot you in your back.

- Right.
- Bang. (MIMICS GUNSHOTS)

I can feel it.

- (MIMICS GUNSHOTS) Bang.
- (CHUCKLES)

It's my pleasure.

This is my hotel.

DANIEL: Where's
all the money from?

TRISH: That's not
your kind of question.

Are you a little tense?

DANIEL:
Should I be tense?

TRISH: Watch out for
dog doo doo and kitty plop.

DANIEL: You're
amazing, you know that?

Nothing stops you.
Not rain,

not car chases, not dog shit.

(CHATTER ON TV)

- Any calls?
- No.

Hmm.

(DOOR OPENS)

It's, uh,

nice subdued lighting.

- One bulb.
- (CHUCKLES)

You have a back door.

Mm-hmm.

This room was originally
hired by the hour.

So,

come through the door,

you pay,

nobody sees your face,

nobody gets your name.

(CLICKS TONGUE)
For a life like that.

- It's a life like another.
- (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(DANIEL SIGHS)

(GROANS SOFTLY)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

I think maybe I've
made a big mistake.

(SLOW MUSIC PLAYING)

(RAIN PATTERING)

(SIGHS SOFTLY)

(RAIN PATTERS)

Hey, Englishman.

My sweaty, sweaty Englishman.

You're gonna be boiled alive.

(TRISH SPEAKING)

Black. No milk today.

Por favor.

Isn't that what you
call my motel?

Today? Tomorrow?

(DIALPAD BEEPING)

(PHONE LINE RINGS)

Please speak very loud and slow.

MAN: (OVER PHONE)
Yes. Okay.

Can I come to the office?

- Please say yes.
- Yes.

Soon?

Before noon.

Okay, I'll come right now.

Certainly, but don't hurry.

Not to the office.

Wait for me at my club.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Eat me!

(LATIN MUSIC
PLAYING ON RADIO)

Ola.

(SLOW LATIN
MUSIC PLAYING)

(WAITER SPEAKING)

Si.

Si.

You know how I like you.

Not only I like you,
I'm fond of you.

You're very beautiful.

Si.

Please.

Please, please buy
a plane ticket for me.

Please.

No.

(CELLPHONE VIBRATING)

(WATER RUNNING)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

MAN:
Miss Johnson?

Miss Johnson, it's me,

Subtenente Veraguas.

Miss Johnson?

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

Miss Johnson?

Miss Johnson?

- Hey.
- Hi.

To The InterContinental, please.

Okay, sir.

(CELLPHONE VIBRATES)

Do you have
some time out of you?

DRIVER:
Yes, sir.

Are you able to wait
for a few minutes?

If, uh, near the hotel,

if I ran up for a quick shower,

and you can take me to
the Plaza de la Revolucion,

to the Ministry?

- Yes, sir. Yeah.
- DANIEL: Thank you.

We can stop here.

No, but this way today
to go to the...

No, no, no, no.
It's fine.

We can just wait here
for one, for a moment.

Just one moment.

DRIVER:
You see that guy?

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Costa Rican scumbags.

What a bullshit.

They'll take anyone
at that hotel.

I have a room at the hotel.

And a girlfriend at the motel.

See, man,

this hotel is high security
for foreigners like you,

not for us.

(SIGHS)

DRIVER: American
puppets. Your compatriots.

I'm not an American.

You've got problems
with your phone?

No, it's fine.

DRIVER: We can't
get them fixed in here.

It's fine, thank you.

But what would you do with it?

I will throw it away.

No, man.
Give it to me.

You don't want it,
you understand?

It's, uh, it's dangerous.

(DRIVER CHUCKLES)

No, man, not for me.

It's easy to sell in here.

Show me. I can
make them traceable.

- Can I keep it?
- Yeah.

What do we do now?

(SIGHS)
We do nothing.

We, uh, we just wait.

DRIVER:
Yeah, fuck them.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

(MAN SPEAKING)

I live at a height
above the things.

I believe you can help me.

How did you find our eggs?

I have chicken at my house.

I am fond of eggs,

but I...
I don't need eggs.

I need to speak to your coyote.

I can get beer,
come my friend's house.

And the man who
will get cash right here

in the Plaza Espana,
is my cousin.

I can buy cash from him
at a good price.

Can I speak to the coyote now?

Ola.

Gracias.

(TRISH SPEAKING)

I want to verify you.

I don't want you to verify me.

Then I have no money
for you. No US.

That much money come
from the black market.

I don't want no trouble.

No.

No trouble.

Hmm. No passport,
no dollars.

- Fuck you.
- Fuck is a good word.

Fuck is the property
of the whole world.

You don't speak Spanish.
You don't speak Spanish.

VICE PRESIDENT:
It's no good for you.

Very bad situation.

People from Department
of Defense came to see me,

and ask for you.

They were very tough.
This is no good.

Okay. Did you
tell them where I live?

No. No.

But they can
find out easy, fast.

Wait, uh...
What did I do?

Some of them very bad.

Go. Go now. Today.

But, I... (STUTTERS)
Let's go outside

and then you can explain to
me in Spanish what's happening.

- I want to understand.
- No.

We can finish our
conversation right now.

You're my only friend here.

- Hmm.
- Please.

Yeah?

I hear you have
a new friend now.

Okay, um...

Fuck.

I appreciate what you've
been able to do for me.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

(RECEPTIONIST SPEAKING)

Hi. Uh, I would like to
speak to one of your guests.

Mr. Daniel DeHaven,
please.

He's not here.

Uh, can I leave him a message?

He has checked out.

Um...

Checked out?

You mean he took his
luggage? He's checked out,

he's left?

Yes.

- Any calls?
- WOMAN: No, miss.

(SOBBING)

(CONTINUES SOBBING)

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

(TRISH SNIFFLES)

(LAUGHS)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

The Englishman in
trouble is still here.

The senora let you in?

I've been hiding here all day.

Mm, really?

And just what are
you planning to do?

I need to go back to my hotel.

They told me that you left.

What do you mean "left"?

They said that you checked out.

You packed up
and you checked out.

They told you I checked out?

I don't know. I could
have got it wrong.

It was over the phone, so...

(DANIEL SIGHS)

TRISH:
Maybe I got it wrong.

Um...

Did you know the Department
of Defense is after you?

(DANIEL BREATHES DEEPLY)

You never said anything
about those people.

I didn't really think that
anyone was after me.

Do you think it now?

(BOTH LAUGH)

Will you help me get
my things from my hotel?

Certainly not.
(LAUGHS)

No, I'm serious.
I can't. No.

If I help you, then I'm
going to end up wishing

that I never met you once.

(DANIEL CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Unless, of course, you have
a MasterCard or an Amex.

Because when you
buy me a plane ticket,

then I'll see what
I can do for you.

(DANIEL CHUCKLES)

I do have an Amex,
but I can't use it.

It's a company card.

I tried to get money out
earlier and it's blocked.

You said that you
didn't leave the hotel.

Hmm.

That's fishy. Guy like you
without a card to his own name.

I do have a card in my own name.

It's in my coat.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
At the hotel.

I'm tired.

I'm tired. I'm tired
and I've got to rest.

And every time I turn around,

they're jamming something

under somebody
else's fingernails.

This is the worst time of day.

This is the worst time
of my whole life.

(SIGHS)

What did you do when
you were stateside?

If you don't mind me asking.

A little of this, and
then a little bit of that.

Mainly a little
of this, I suppose?

(WHISPERS) I suppose,
that's what you want to hear.

(SHOES SQUEAKING)

(GASPS) No, no, no, no, no, no!

Don't go.
You're in danger.

I need go to
the Intercontinental.

Need to know
if I was checked out.

TRISH:
You're in danger.

Hey!

Wait. Hey!

You walk too fast.

I need a drink.

(SULTRY LATIN
MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC GETS LOUDER)

(MUSIC SLOWS IN TEMPO)

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ So many dreams
we share

♪ Before we
shared each other

♪ So many dreams
we shared

♪ Like the stars
at noon

♪ In the heat

♪ Of the streets

♪ In the rain that
doesn't cool us

♪ And the earth

♪ Under our feet

♪ Under the stars
at noon

♪ And you say

♪ We've been
there forever

♪ Half close your eyes

♪ See them for yourself

♪ And I bought
my cigarette

♪ And only five or so
minutes later

♪ Just a half

♪ Breath away

♪ Under the stars
at noon

I'm sorry.

♪ And you said

♪ We've been
there forever

Do you dance like
that with your wife?

♪ Half close your eyes

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Of course.

♪ See them for yourself ♪

All the time.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER
ON POLICE RADIO)

(DOOR CREAKS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

DANIEL: I think
a taxi driver died.

(SIREN BLARING)

I recognize that cab driver.

He's from around.

It's too bad
you got checked out.

It's too bad they took your gun.

What gun?

- No, no, no.
- DANIEL: It's British Airways.

I don't control when
their offices are open.

I told you this before.

DANIEL:
Just one more call.

(DANIEL SPEAKING SPANISH)
Por favor.

- No!
- It's quick!

I can pay you, for God's sake.

- I can pay.
- No.

Hey, can you help me? She
doesn't understand what I'm saying.

Ah, miss?

What's she saying?

She wants you
to pay for the room.

I can pay for the room. I can
pay for the room and the phone.

So, what's this
about British Airways?

You're planning some
kind of quick exit?

(DANIEL SIGHS)

Can you call the hotel? They
have my ticket information.

Ticket information?

- Why not use your phone?
- Please!

Please, just call them.

(WOMAN SIGHS)

(WOMAN SPEAKING)

DANIEL: Thank you.

(PHONE LINE RINGING)

Okay. Will you
ask for me,

Daniel DeHaven, Watts Oil.

- Do you expect me to find you there?
- I don't know.

Just see if I've been
completely checked out.

And maybe someone's
left something for me.

(RECEPTIONIST
SPEAKING SPANISH)

- A clean shirt...
- Ola.

Says you've checked out.

Okay. Can I
speak to her?

(RECEPTIONIST SPEAKING
SPANISH) - Can I speak to her?

Hello. This is Daniel.

In English, please.

(RECEPTIONIST
SPEAKING SPANISH)

In English, please.
I can't understand.

I can't understand. She's
speaking in Spanish. Can you?

(TRISH SPEAKING)

I can explain about the ticket.

Just give me a minute.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Please.

Is...

Is something funny?

Hmm?

You're still...
You're laughing.

What is your name, please?

Hmm?

I have a bad head for names.

COP: I lived in the US
for four years.

Got married to my wife there.

My two little girls, they go
to boarding school in Virginia.

So, don't fuck with me.

Okay?

That is my statement.

Okay.

- I'm going back...
- (CHUCKLES) Okay.

Excuse me.
No. No.

I told you already once.
Don't fuck with me

or I'm going to fuck with you.

So, you better let me
take your passport.

- You can't have my passport.
- I can't?

I'm under the protection of
the Nicaraguan government.

You are?

You're under the protection
of the Nicaraguan government.

Where are they?

I know your English
friend is inside.

Do you think
this is a fucking game?

Hm?

- I can't talk.
- What do you believe?

What do you believe?

You believe that you can
take this guy to the Mercado,

fuck him, it's fine,

and then... (WHISTLES
SOFTLY) ...it's finished?

Huh?

- Did you fuck him?
- Let go of me.

- Huh?
- Hey! Let go of me. Let go of me.

Let go of me!
Let go of me.

You're just a Costa Rican cop,

and you have no control over me.

I am listening outside
of your window, bitch.

Do you know how many people
are playing in your fucking game?

A lot of people are involved.

- (SPITS)
- Hm.

You have some on you.

Huh?

You think you're going
to take this guy, fuck him,

and then just like that,
you say, "It's finished"?

No. You're going to
have a lot of explanation

to take care of, goddammit!

You're just another
fucking cunt playing games.

(TRISH SPEAKING)

(COP YELLING
IN SPANISH)

(PANTS)

(SOBBING)

(SOBBING)

I thought you'd gone.
(SOBS)

DANIEL:
I'm still here.

TRISH: I thought
I got rid of you.

Come inside.

Did you see who was out there?

Yeah. That's why
I came here.

Says he listens to us fucking.

I can't think.

My mind won't function.

(SIGHS)

TRISH: (WHISPERS)
Fuck you.

I don't need it anymore.
I can get rid of it.

TRISH: Your phone.

DANIEL: Yeah.

(SIGHS)

Who is he? Who is that Costa
Rican? What's he doing here?

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

I don't know who he is.

I don't know if he's
operating by himself.

I don't... I don't know
who he's in touch with.

Okay, well, you're the one
that's supposed to face him,

and I'm the one that's getting
my windows peeked into.

You came here to
do business, yeah?

Do you have any contacts?

I don't have any contacts.

Do you?

Yeah.

I have a half-senile VC ministro

at the inter turismo
who can't get hard,

and a subtenente that can.

And they both just got done
cutting me loose because of you.

(DANIEL SIGHS)

(THUDS)

I'll be out, all right?
I'll be out by night.

You can't just leave me now.

That's fucking horrible.

(SOBS)

(WATER RUNNING)

I'm caught.

All right. I'm caught.

I love you.

(CHURCH BELL TOLLS)

No.

Gracias.

You're right.

(TRISH SPEAKING)

(WOMAN SPEAKING)

I told them my esposo
would pay for it.

(GROANS SOFTLY)

I'm tired.

I'm having my period.

(GRUNTS)

(MELODIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

Be gentle.

You never did it like
this with you wife?

I'm glad you let me.

Please keep me.

(DOG BARKS DISTANTLY)

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

- (DOOR OPENS)
- (WOMAN SPEAKING SPANISH)

Vamos! Vamos! Vamos!

Get out!

Move it!

Let's go! Move it!

(SOBS SOFTLY)

(ENGINE STARTS)

DANIEL: You don't
want to sit up front?

I'm tired.

Need to rest.

Are you sure you
want to leave with me?

You're almost out of gas.

I guess so.

I don't know this city.

See, you do need me.

Yeah.

I need you.

Can you pass me a cigarette?

This is our honeymoon.

I need to sleep.

Let's just die here.

(DANIEL GROANS SOFTLY)

Are we in a hurry?

Let me try and
take a shower first.

I stink.

Didn't you hear me? I
said we have no towels.

(WATER RUNNING)

You want me to think that
you're so tough and cynical.

I know that you like
to be touched.

There's no need
to pretend to cry.

Suck me.

(BELL DINGS)

MAN: Excuse me.

Uh, yes.

You want to...

Do you mind, uh, sitting down

and watching me
eat my breakfast or...

Whatever I'm eating
is delicious.

Beans, eggs, rice.

Not from here.

Mm. Where's it from?

- Costa Rica.
- Ah. Costa Rica.

(CHUCKLES)
Of course. I'm sorry.

It's my first time
down in Central America.

I work for a consulting firm.

Please, have a seat.

It's my treat.

We're the only customers
in here anyway, right?

- It requires money to eat here, so...
- Mmm.

...you can bet nobody
in this town has any.

It's a little hot over here.

Do you mind moving
to the other side?

It's a little shady over there.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Okay.

It really gets me how rude
everybody is down here.

The way you just ordered
food was just so impolite.

- Impolite?
- Mm-hmm.

Nobody says "please"
or "thank you."

I really miss the States.

Where are you from?

DC.

This mash is pretty
good, though.

What's the full name of the
company that you work for?

Because with all these initials,

you just never know
who you're talking to.

You've got...
You've got "PS".

Mm-hmm.

MAPML.

Don't ask me
what that stands for.

And...

Well...

Then there's CIA.

Well, we're actually
out of Connecticut.

And, um,

consulting is such
a weird business.

Weird in the sense that it gets
completely blown out of proportion.

I'm not kidding. I can't even
believe what they pay me.

I'm working on
a report right now,

and if I need anything,
anything at all,

snap my fingers, just like that.

Say I wanted to
hire you to help me,

hire you to consult for me,

I could just, um,
snap my fingers, and

envelope of $20,000

in your lap, like that.

Who are you consulting
for down here?

Who on Earth would want to
do business in this country?

Well, it's not this
country, specifically.

You know, um, Central
America as whole

is kind of like
a gambler's paradise.

You know, everybody is
giving the odds a shake,

whichever game
they feel like playing.

But, uh, in all seriousness,

there's, um, wheat
and rice conglomerates

that are looking out at
the land around here.

If you can believe that.

You bet I do.

You're unbelievably
obvious. (CHUCKLES)

So, I mentioned
oil before, and...

WAITRESS: Okay.

Um, anyways, I mentioned oil

and parts of my report
actually touch

on the petroleum
outlook in the area,

and your friend
actually pops up in it,

a couple of times,
as a matter of fact.

And that is if the guy
you're traveling with is

the same person
that I'm thinking of.

But...

Anyway, the local businesspeople

are very level-headed
and serious.

What do you mean
about my friend?

Well, he's one
of the characters.

Haven't you noticed?

He's taking advantage
of the local elections

and meddling with
the balance of power

that was so difficult
to achieve.

- Uh, coffee, please.
- Okay.

What do you mean about
bringing up my friend?

My report is about this region,

and balance is what
this region is all about.

And so, what does
your job have to do

with my friend?

Well, that's your friend
coming right now, isn't it?

What does your report

have to do with my
friend, I've asked you!

Well, like I said, I don't even
know if it's the same person.

He just happened to wander
in and receive scrutiny,

kinda like right now.

Don't mind me.

MAN: Of course...
Of course not.

Um, you see, Central
American countries

are looking for the best
way to achieve balance,

both economically
and politically.

Even if that means some sort of

American military
involvement, but, um...

It's not really what
we prefer, is it?

But then again,

why not?

Why not indeed?

I'm just a consultant.
What do I know?

Maybe enough to tell me
what to order.

Oh.

Well, if you're hungry,

you should have
some of what I had.

It's not bad at all.

First gallo pinto I've seen.

We're getting closer
to Costa Rica.

Is that where you are, uh,

where you guys
are heading? CR?

What's going on down there?

CR, Costa Rica.

Nothing special.

Well, I've been in San
Jose for about a month.

I thought you said this was
your first time in Central America.

Pretty accommodating guy,
that Vice Minister

in del turismo, don't you think?

- (WAITRESS SPEAKING SPANISH)
- TRISH: Gracias.

He's the one that got
me into this whole mess.

Made me change my
dollars into Cordobas.

Don't worry, babe.

He already knows all about us.

I figured as much.

MAN: I can give you a pretty
good exchange rate on those.

If that's what you want.

Somehow, I'm not
surprised to hear that.

Sorry to change the subject.

The, uh... The
election interests me.

Maybe we could take a
walk, find a newspaper.

TRISH: I'm thirsty.

MAN: Whores,
they all are.

DANIEL: Excuse me?

MAN: I mean, they'll all
do it for enough money.

Any of these women.

Venezuelan, Costa-Rican,
doesn't matter.

Why don't you go grab one
coming out of church one day

and give it a try, and
you'll see what I mean.

They're all as lonely as widows.

They haven't had a
man's hand on their thighs

since Jesus was in diapers,

or Moses had a pacifier.

(CLICKS TONGUE)

We should get going,

find that paper.

Cordobas isn't your
only problem, I hear.

It seems you have a
passport issue as well.

How long have you known him?

Huh? (GROANS) Okay. I know
you haven't known him for that long.

I can tell by
your body language.

Okay? Please.

How do you know who
he is, who he says he is?

How do you know he isn't...

Okay. I get it,

and understand how
exotic everything feels.

Everything is ten
volts higher. Okay?

And if I saw somebody like you,

I wouldn't ask for references.

So, you didn't ask for
references. Big deal.

It's a mistake,
but it's not a crime.

Just another absurd fuckhead.

Look, look.
Listen, Ms. Johnson.

Ms. Johnson, listen,
listen. Okay?

I'm just here... I don't
care what you think of me.

I'm just here to offer you

the best deal that I could
make across two borders.

It's real and it's straight.

I don't understand
what kind of deal

you think is being
offered to you.

I think you're
offering to screw me.

Well, that is definitely
the one thing

that I am not offering to do.

Excuse me.

Is that polite enough for you?

What were you gonna do?

How are you gonna
cross the border?

By waving
the American flag, huh?

TRISH: Wait! Wait,
wait, wait, wait!

Okay.

Are you mad at me?

Hey, are you mad at me?

(GASPS)
Are you mad at me?

I know.
You're mad at me.

I know you're mad at me.

I know you're mad
at me. (GIGGLES)

I know you're mad at me.

I know you're mad at me,

but are you mad at me
to the point of murder?

DANIEL: You're
a North American female,

prostitute drifter

with a press card
that's been revoked,

and you drink like
a fucking Apache.

(TRISH HISSES)

You're gonna get us
both fucking killed!

(TRISH HISSES)

Just please,

please level with me.

TRISH: I need to
feel like I'm moving.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(ENGINE REVVING)

Fuck!

(TRISH GROANS SOFTLY)

You don't have
a passport, do you?

And this whole bloody mess

was so you could turn me in.

TRISH: You're all wet.

We're passing into Costa Rica.

I'm probably their
most-wanted fugitive.

TRISH: That's much
better for you.

Because from there,

we can just cross
over into Panama.

We'll be fine.

(ZIPPER ZIPS) - (DANIEL
CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(TRISH MOANS)

(DANIEL EXHALES)

It's better for you
or better for me?

(BOTH PANTING)

(TRISH MOANING)

You really are a whore.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BOYS CLAMORING)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(LAB TECHNICIAN 1
SPEAKING)

DANIEL: Vaccination.

(LAB TECHNICIAN 1
SPEAKING SPANISH)

(LAB TECHNICIAN 2
SPEAKING SPANISH)

(INDISTINCT
RADIO CHATTER)

(LAB TECHNICIAN 2
SPEAKING SPANISH)

Ah.

I would've thought you'd
been out of the country by now.

I thought we had some
sort of a connection before,

um, that maybe you understood.

I guess it's possible I
was a little bit too subtle

but, um, I'll be more direct.

Your British friend
interests me,

and I wanna include
background on him.

Your report's all about him?

You could say that,

but, look, we're Americans.

We're two Americans,
right? We're friends.

And, uh, let's put it this way.

Your travel companion
works for a rival outfit.

And we'd like to
fuck up their action.

It's basically
that simple, so...

I just need a signature on it,

and that signature
has to be yours.

I'm not signing anything.

Don't you know
what an asshole you are?

Don't you know what a
delusional asshole he is?

Giving charts and documents

and a whole economic
future to a rogue state.

I believe he did it in
the interest of fairness.

Of course, he did.
Right?

(LAB TECHNICIAN 2
SPEAKING) - TRISH: Gracias.

- Yeah, he did.
- Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah!

And what if the oil's not there?

Does that blur the
edges a little bit?

(TIRE HISSING)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(HANDBRAKE CRANKS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

DANIEL:
We have a flat.

We have to turn
and buy a new one.

Go back.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(LAB TECHNICIAN 2
SPEAKING SPANISH)

(LATIN DANCE MUSIC
PLAYING ON RADIO)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)

They smuggle stuff across
the border every night.

(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)

How much can we pay them?

(DANIEL SPEAKING)

A stolen car?

(CHUCKLES)
Stolen, yeah.

- Give more.
- Uh...

I have some money.

(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)

Um...

Yeah. And watch?

Okay.

- Yeah?
- Okay.

Let me grab something.

I'm gonna change.

(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)

- He's saying it's white?
- Just put that on

because you can't cross
in a white thing at night.

(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)

It's not too late for
you to stay if you want.

(SIGHS)

(GUN COCKING)

(GUN FIRES)

DANIEL: Move. Move!

(MAN SPEAKING)

TRISH: Let me see.

- I'm fine. It's fine.
- Okay. Let me see.

DANIEL: Let's get down.

- TRISH: Jesus.
- Come.

We really fucked up.

(DANIEL CHUCKLES)

Yeah. I fucked up.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(DANIEL GRUNTS SOFTLY)

TRISH: Cover me up.

(WHISPERS)
Cover me up.

Cover me up. Cover me up.
Cover me up. Cover me up.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

I will practice
my English with you.

Your man from the CIA
saved you from death.

DANIEL: The CIA?

It's obvious, I suppose.

You know, you work
for despicable people.

Maybe we could find
a room somewhere.

The senorita will
find herself a hotel.

But you, senor, you come
with us and be arrested.

No. No.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)

- Hey. Hey. Hey!
- (SOLDIER SPEAKING SPANISH)

TRISH:
Don't. (GASPING)

Daniel?

Daniel?

Daniel!

(TRISH SPEAKING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(RAIN PATTERING)

(SNIFFLES)

(FLUTE MUSIC
PLAYING ON RADIO)

(TRISH SPEAKING)

(MUSIC STOPS)

TRISH: You're
very much like a team.

We're an unbeatable team.

Uh, two beers and
a napkin. Por favor.

WAITER:
American? English?

(COP SPEAKING)

(WAITER SPEAKING)

(COP SPEAKING)

Ugh. It's terrible.

I don't like people like you.

I don't like giving you money.

Now, if you just come over here,

I need a signature, please.

I know it's a little bit
of a nuisance, but...

That's good.
Thank you.

I'm not depressed.

MAN: It's done.

(BOTH SPEAKING SPANISH)

(FLUTE MUSIC
PLAYING ON RADIO)

TRISH: What did
they do to you?

Let me use a telephone.

(DANIEL SIGHS)

I'm coming, too.

You could let us pass.

(SOLDIERS
SPEAKING SPANISH)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Senorita Johnson.

What are you doing here?

I came to return your passport.

I am forced to say

I am sad today.

I'm forced to say

I will miss you.

In a way...

In a way, you were good to me.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(ENGINE REVS)

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)