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[panting]

MAN: Stop! Stop! Stop!

MAN ON RADIO:
Sheriff Agati, contact Border Patrol.

Three possible illegals bearing
straight north.

[continues indistinctly]

WOMAN: Do you have any more
fragile in there?

- MAN: No, senora.
- WOMAN: No?

- MAN: No, that's the last of it.
- WOMAN: Okay.

Goes right through
to the back on the left.

Second door.

Thanks.

You guys want a pop?

No, thanks.

You can leave that
right in the middle there.

Careful, it's fragile.

Morning, Sheriff.

You have no right to arrest
illegal immigrants.

The law is the law.

Any of you have a badge?

Okay, los bajo.

You may not speak to illegals.

You may not touch them,

you may not point any
kind of weapon at them.

And you absolutely
may not fire on them.

All you're allowed to do
is alert the Border Patrol.

You can't break the law
to enforce the law.

I could arrest
every single one of you.

- Get some water for these fellas.
- Yes, sir.

And break this camp down.
Now!

You got half an hour to pack
this up and get out of here.

[chanting in Arabic]

Morning, sir.

How are you?

I'm so happy to be
with you today, my son.

- Thank you for coming.
- You are very welcome.

You have taken the first step.

And you are ready to go.

Remember, redemption
is always possible

for the man who desires it,
my brother.

Now I know that
you can control your anger

and your hatred.

I wanted to give you this.

It won't work miracles,

however, it can help you
see better when it is dark.

Thank you.

And I want you to have this.

This is the crescent.

It means "light in the midst
of the darkness."

As you had your difficult days,

you will have your bright days,

God willing, yet to come.

You have done your time.

You are going to be a free man.

Don't ever be afraid
of your new life.

Here, this is for you.

Okay, you will take care now.

Take care.

[ Recorded music playing ]

[female vocalist singing
in English and French]

Thank you.

Agent Smith. Supervisor Jones
is expecting me.

- Ah.
- Supervisor Jones?

Please, call me Paul.

Right this way.

So why New Mexico?

Well, it's warm, dry.
Peace and quiet.

Ooh, I hope you find it.

What, 360 days of sun,
are you kidding?

Please, this way.

Here's your office.

Maria Perez, Emily Smith.

Oh, pleased to meet you, Maria.

Hi.

So, what kind of reinsertion program
do you guys have here?

I don't have the staff, money,
or time to be a social worker.

Here's your badge, car keys.

There are your case files.

First one's in there, have fun.

Thanks.

- [door opens]
- EMILY: Richard Wayne?

Please.

I'm Agent Smith and I'll be
taking care of you from now on.

After you, sir.

So we're not going to cause each other
any problems then, are we,

Richard, hmm?

No, ma'am. You're not going
to have any problems with me.

Just look at me.

I'm going to be dead soon, anyway.

No.

I got no urges.

I couldn't get it up even if I tried.

So why...
[coughing]

So... So why can't I spend

my last year of parole in Ohio?

What's in Ohio?

My family.

That's all I'm asking for.

I told that to the other guy
before he quit.

He couldn't care less.

Hmm.

Well, I appreciate
your situation, Mr. Wayne.

I'll see what I can do.

Thanks, Miss Smith.
Thank you very much.

Now you take care of yourself.

[ Door opens, closes ]

Don't believe a word that comes
out of that old perv's mouth.

Well, where's the harm
in sending him to Ohio?

- All clear.
- He's all clear.

[gate buzzes]

MAN: Open it up.

EMILY: Mr. Garnett?

I'm Emily Smith,
your parole officer.

I'm here to transport you
to your post-release orientation.

Check.

2,800 for the work you did
while serving your time,

and $200 in gate money.

- You're ready to roll?
- Yes.

Congratulations on your release.

Thanks.

WOMAN: I'm sorry.

2nd WOMAN:
[ replies indistinctly]

Or you're going
to go back to jail!

EMILY: That's it.

Here's a swab.

Take a seat, sir.

So you've had five incarcerations.

First conviction, age 11.

Three more as a minor.

You served 18 years
of a 21-year sentence

for killing a sheriff's deputy
at the Mexican border.

Your mother,
adoptive mother, lives...

lives in Eddy County,
New Mexico.

When was the last time
you had contact with her?

WOMAN: My plate is full.

Answer the question, sir.

When did she last visit you in jail?

She didn't.

During your three years of parole,

you may not leave Luna County
without written permission.

You may not be in possession
of a weapon of any kind.

Now, here is a list...

Can you read, sir?

This is a list of what qualifies
as a weapon.

You may not have contact
with any known criminals,

or any former criminal associates.

You recognize this guy,
Terence Saldano?

Yes.

Stay away from him.

Curfew.

You may not leave
your place of residence

between 9 P.M. and 6 A.M.
without permission.

I'm also authorized to randomly
inspect your bank account

and paycheck stubs.

Let's get you
to your accommodation.

Mr. Garnett.

You have been given
a second chance at life.

Take advantage of it.

But let me remind you

that one bad choice,
even a little one,

I'm going to put you back inside
for those remaining three years.

I hope you won't make me do that.

I won't. Trust me.

Oh, trust, sir, is something
you're going to have to earn.

EMILY: Here we are.

It's at the top of those stairs.

And Garnett?

- Yeah?
- Get yourself a job.

MAN: Hey, Salvador!

[ Muffled loud music]

[ Men chatter indistinctly]

Thanks.

[ Muffled sounds continue]

[tools clanking ]

This one's more affordable.

Like it?

[ Motorcycle revving ]

[turns off engine]

WOMAN: Employment Office, this is Jane.

- You have a criminal record.
- Yes.

That doesn't leave us
with too many options.

JANE: How many men do you need?

All right.

They need help on a farm
near the border.

Minimum wage, no benefits.

It's okay. I'll take it.

Here's the application
and the address of the farm.

Thanks.

Parole officers work for the state,
not for the county or the sheriffs.

- What are we doing here?
- Let's face it.

Garnett did kill one of his deputies.

It'd make him feel better
for him to meet you.

- That was Agati's deputy?
- Yep.

He was sheriff 20 years ago?

Yep, been re-elected five times.

[ Knocking on door]

[ Door opens ]

Welcome.

Bill Agati.

- Emily Smith, pleasure to meet you.
- Nice to see you.

Nice to see you.

- Jones.
- [ Hearty chuckle]

Why have you been such a stranger?

Sit down, please.

So I understand you're the parole officer
for William Garnett.

I am, sir, that's right.

You've got your hands full

trying to keep tabs on our friend.

So I've been advised.

Good, then, we're on the same page.

He's a loose cannon.

Now, with all due respect, Sheriff,

Garnett was a model prisoner.

Earned his G.E.D. and tutored
other inmates towards theirs.

You know he converted to Islam.

Yeah, I'm aware of all that.

But for the time being,
I'm more concerned

with earthly matters.

I want to make myself very clear.

Garnett represents a danger
to this community.

And I have a responsibility
to alert the people

that a convicted cop killer
and known drug dealer

is back among them.

You really think that's called for?

Look, we both know
what's in this report.

Now we need to talk about
what's not in it.

No, I really don't think
that'll be necessary, Sheriff.

I know what I have to do.

- Do you?
- Absolutely.

Listen, I appreciate
your concern, Bill, I do.

But I've developed a certain
philosophy over the years

that's proved pretty effective.

And what exactly is that
philosophy, Miss Smith?

Trust.

Without trust, there can
be no chance of reform

for anybody.

[sighs deeply]

Well then,

if you decide you need my help,

don't hesitate to call.

And...

thank you for stopping by.

Thank you, Sheriff.

Look, I know my wife
would love to meet you.

We're going to be having
a celebration for a local hero

just returned from Afghanistan.

Why don't you and Jones come by?

Well, thank you.
Look forward to it.

Okay, then.

Have a wonderful day.

Thank you, Sheriff.

- Enjoy the view.
- [Jones laughs]

[ Men shouting ]

[cattle lowing ]

MAN: Yah!

Go!

[ Praying in Arabic]

[chants in Arabic]

[men chatter in Spanish]

[truck engine starts]

[ Pounds fist on truck]

[music plays on radio]

You're a cultured guy now?

Sheriff.

Sharia law?

Jesus didn't do it for you?

So, what do we call you now?

Just chosen a new way of life,
that's all.

Mm.

So, what's your next caper?

Live in peace.

Start a family.

Live in a little house

with a little lawn
and a lawnmower.

Wife, kids, neighbors.

A fairy tale

if I've ever heard one.

Look, I'm on parole, so...

nobody's going to listen to me
if I make a complaint.

But I want to ask you...

could you not harass me?

The world's turned upside down.

Still, it's good to see you showing
some respect for the law...

for once.

All I'm looking for
is a simple life, that's all.

If you don't mind,

I'd like to finish my dinner in peace.
Thank you.

My deputy, he's dead.

After he met you, there was
no more dinner for him.

His little girl
never had dinner with him.

The legal system is wrong.

Eighteen years in prison?

I'd say you got away cheap.

Sorry about Sergeant Taylor.

Really, I am.

I'm sure you are.

Welcome home, Willie.

Excuse me.

Oh, hi, honey.

I ran into Garnett tonight.

What's he look like?

He lost some weight.

[quiet indistinct chatter]

WOMAN: Good morning.

Have a seat, please.

GARNETT: Hey.

Thank you.

WOMAN: What can I do for you?

- GARNETT: I'd like to open an account.
- WOMAN: Sure.

What type of account do you need?

Checking.

I will need your I.D., please.

Here you go.

Thank you.

I need your name
and your signature here.

Here's five temporary checks.

That should be everything you need.

I'm still trying to figure out
everything I need.

[ laughs ]

But... I'll take the checks.

If you need something else,
here's my card.

- Teresa.
- Mm.

Teresa Flores.

- Adios.
- Thank you.

Yes? Something else?

Huh?

Because I'm definitely
going to call you.

[cattle lowing ]

[ Men shouting indistinctly]

MAN: William Garnett.

Right here.
Go all the way from there.

[ Muffled voices]

- I was going to give you a call.
- Yeah?

Yeah. I got a job.

Good for you. Where?

The ranch.

I got my work contract.

Good.

Telephone number, too.

Great.

Anything else?

Yeah, I...

opened up a banking account.

Put in $1000.

That's the account number
right there.

That's it?

I got a date.

For next Sunday.

A date? What, with a girl?

You're joking, right?

You sure are a fast worker,
Mr. Garnett.

Where'd you meet her?

At the bank, where she works.

At the bank?

Why? That a problem?

No, not if you told her
about your past.

What, you think I'm going
to get her to pull a job

for me or something?

Did you tell her you'd been
to prison and why?

I was in a bank
to open up an account.

I met a woman there.

I liked her.

She could've been anybody.

She could've been
working anywhere.

She could've been working
on the cow ranch.

She could've been
shoveling cow shit.

All I'm trying to do
is what you asked me to do.

I'm just trying to live a normal life
like anybody else.

Is that all right with you?
Can you let me do that?

Just hold it right there,
not another step.

All right.

All right, I didn't mean to scare you.

I'm sorry about that.

Who's scared? Huh?

Now, you sit down.

I said sit down.

Mr. Garnett, there is a line
that must not be crossed.

Do you understand me?

Do you?

[ Inhales deeply]

Yeah.

Good.

[ Door opens ]

Tell her the truth.

[ Door closes ]

[ Loud music playing ]

[ Indistinct chatter]

What brought you to Deming?

[speaks Spanish ]

You just opened a bank account.

Okay. See, I spent a lot of time here.

It's just... I just...

been away for a while, that's all.

And?

Where did you go?

Different...

Mm-hmm.

What's up?

- What's up?
- Willie!

Good to see you.

- Good. Looking good, man.
- I'm good, yeah.

I see you still balling.

All right.

Well, you look all right, man.

Yeah, I've been waiting 18 years
for you to get out.

You never got my letters.
You never responded.

You know, I'm still
broken-hearted about that.

Yeah, I was just trying
to get a new life.

I mean, I love you, man, but...

Seriously, I mean, I can't see you.

I can't even be around you,
they can put me back in for three years.

I got to go. All right.
It was good to see you.

Can I get a beer
and a ginger ale, please?

He don't want to talk to me?

BARTENDER: We're out of that.

Just a bottle of water, then.

Hey, there's no law that says
you can't run into people.

I've been looking for you
for two days.

I got to talk to you
about something, brother.

- No podemos.
- Como?

If I'm going to make it,

I'm going to have to stay out
of all this, all right?

I got something for you.

No necesito nada. Nada.

All right?

I'm telling you, man,
you look good.

It's good to see you.
Take care of yourself, all right?

- Take care of yourself.
- Wait, wait, wait.

You mean I got to beg to talk to you?

[speaks Spanish ]

[speaks Spanish ]

Gary. Gary.

Shut the fuck up, okay?

Just shut the fuck up.

Hey, my card.

How can I reach you?

I got your number, all right?

Why you piss him off?

Don't fucking do that again.

Hey.

Let's get out of here
and go somewhere private.

Si.

Another one, please.

Gary, I'm going to go dance.

Stay, Gary.

[turns engine off]

I had a really nice time.

Me too.

Teresa, you know, there's something
I need to talk to you about.

Just wanted to tell you.

You know I...

I'm Muslim, you know.

Well, all my family is Catholic.

I guess it means I'm Catholic, too.

[vehicle approaches]

[police siren chirps]

But seriously, there is something
that I need to talk to you about.

[siren chirps again]

You know what, you got to go.

You got to leave.

- What?
- Leave.

Bye.

Vamos. Goodbye.

This is not your business.
It's not your business.

Afternoon, ma'am!

You mind taking your hands
off my vehicle?

A gentleman
doesn't yell at women.

[door shuts]

[engine starts]

[TV on, loud and muffled]

[reading in Arabic]

[ Praying in Arabic]

[TV blares ]

Hey, Chris?

Could you turn that down?

Ain't none you, bro.

[TV remains loud and muffled]

[ Praying in Arabic]

[door knocking ]

I'm not asking you to turn
it off, just down, please.

What the fuck?
Get the fuck out of my room!

What the fuck
are you doing with my TV?

You Muslim nigger piece of shit.

[ Residents murmuring ]

[door slams shut]

CHRIS: Fuck you!

You're going to owe me
a new TV, asshole!

Fuck you!
Did you fucking see that?

Did you see that shit?

He threw my fucking TV!
You saw that, right?

Goddamn it! Son of a bitch!

Fuck you, you owe me
a new TV, asshole!

Fuck off!

[ Door slams ]

EMILY: Okay, you guys.
Party's over. I'll deal with this.

Back to your rooms.

You hear me?

You did this?

Lost control, sorry.

Step out into the hallway, sir.

Back off.

Turn around, face the wall.

Put your hands behind your back.

You can go back to your rooms.

Shut the door.

It's almost curfew.

So this is what happens

after, what is it, two weeks?

I made a mistake.

The sheriff came to Teresa's
house today to humiliate me.

EMILY: Wait a minute.

Agati came to Teresa's house?
What for?

I don't know.
You got to ask him.

Is there anything
that I can do to fix this?

Stay there.

Don't move.

[Chris and Emily talking indistinctly]

EMILY: Buy you another TV.

CHRIS: Yeah, but the game
starts in an hour.

[ Indistinct conversation continues]

CHRIS: He's still an asshole.

Well, Allah says that
it's your lucky day.

He's not pressing charges.

Thanks to Allah.

So here's the deal.

You can either go back to jail,

or you buy him a new TV.

- $140?
- Yep.

Ha. Let that be a lesson.

Garnett, go back to your girl
and talk to her.

Been 18 years since I really
talked to a woman.

Tell her that, too.

Tell her everything.

[engine starts]

[ indistinct chatter]

Thanks for coming.

I spent 18 years in prison.

I killed a sheriff's deputy.

I've been away
for half my life.

'An.

I didn't know how to talk
that well before I went in,

and I don't know how
to talk that well...

[ nervous chuckle]

Now that I'm out.

I make these mistakes, you know,

just a stupid mistake.

Why am I here?

I have a simple life.

And I am fine with this.

I like to stay in this way.

I live 10 years in this country.

I got myself a good job.

I took out a loan and bought
a small house.

Maybe nothing
is so unique about this.

But I am happy-

And I intend
to keep it this way.

Excuse me.

Could you bring us
two cups of water, please?

- Yes.
- Thank you.

GROUP: I pledge allegiance to the flag
of the United States of America.

And to the republic
for which it stands,

one nation, under God,

indivisible, with liberty
and justice for all.

My friends, we are
here today to celebrate

the return of a local hero.

- MAN: All right.
- WOMAN: Yeah.

Lieutenant Joe Corrales,
United States Army,

was awarded
the Bronze Star for valor

for actions taken
while under enemy fire

in Afghanistan.

Joe, your community,

and your country
are proud of you.

You epitomize
the American spirit.

And its willingness
to defend and sacrifice

to safeguard those principles
upon which she was founded,

life, liberty,
and the pursuit of happiness.

I am proud to stand here
with you today,

and your family and friends,

and the citizens of Luna County,

to say, "Welcome home."

[applause and cheering ]

AGATI: Thank you for your service.

Okay, it's celebration time.

Enjoy. Everyone.

Now to get everybody plenty
of food, plenty of drink.

Nice to meet you.

- Hello.
- Oh, hey, Sheriff.

Glad you made it.

Emily Smith, my wife, Sheryl.

- Oh, very pleased to meet you.
- You too. Welcome.

- Beautiful party.
- Nice to see you here.

Thank you.
Could I have a word, Sheriff?

- Please?
- Sure.

It's about William Garnett.

I'd like to be notified
the next time the sheriff's office

is going to intervene.

Intervene?

Poor choice of words.

We can do our jobs, Sheriff,

without resorting
to harassment and humiliation.

None of that has happened.

Garnett is trying really hard,

but if he feels cornered,
he's going to get in trouble again.

And surely, that's not what we want,
do we, Sheriff Agati?

It's a party. Have fun.

EMILY: You went on a field trip?

Where to?

Sears Tower?

You go to the top?

Some trip.

No, I'm just
sitting on the porch

having a beer,

looking at the stars.

It's so beautiful, Dad.

Really beautiful.

Little late for you to be calling.

Okay.

All right, Dad. Night.

EMILY: Mr. Garnett, congratulations,
you passed the whiz quiz.

You're free to go.

Oh, Ms. Smith?

Can I...

You got a problem?

No.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Yeah. Want to step outside?

Thank you.

So, what's on your mind?

Teresa wants me to move in
with her, and I do.

Is that okay with you?

Don't you think
that's a little hasty?

No, I don't.

That's a great machine.

Oh, you ride?

Well, maybe I do.

[chuckles] Yeah, you do.

Here. Write down her address.

I need to inspect her house.

No problem.
No problem at all.

Oh, and you're kicking that.
You know what you're doing, huh?

- [ laughs]
- You ride a bike, huh?

- Yeah.
Mind how you go on that thing.

You have a nice day.

Hey, Mr. Wayne.

I've spoken to my supervisor.
It's not good news, I'm afraid.

You're going to have to spend
your last year of probation

here in New Mexico.
I'm sorry.

What?

After that, you can
go anywhere you want to.

But you promised me.

No. No, I said I'd look into it
and I did.

I only asked to die
next to my family.

Mr. Wayne, it is not my call.

I'm sorry.

Then you did nothing.

I really tried.

Fucking nothing.

[starts engine]

TERESA: Hey.

You know them?

No.

Ditch her.

[ Both chuckle]

[Teresa sighs]

We can hang it...

there?

Si.

[ praying in Arabic]

[cattle lowing ]

[ Indistinct shouting ]

Mr. Garnett!

Hey!

How's it going?

GARNETT: I guess it's time
for the job report.

I didn't get the message.

But there's about 1,700 cows here.

I work with about 200 of them.

I don't know all their names yet,
but I feed them,

water them,

clean up their crap.

Not a lot of money.

- Well, it's a job, right?
- Yeah, it's a job.

And I'm out in the open air.

How's your family?

I've told you before, Garnett,

no personal questions.
Off limits.

Yeah, well,
since my personal business

is your business,
I guess I want to thank you.

For your advice.

Well, you're welcome.

There it is, right?

There it is.

So...

if you got anything, I got to...

No, you're good.

- Yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

Tell Terence I'm here.

- [ Man speaks Spanish ]
- [ Man on radio speaks Spanish]

[men speaking Spanish]

Mira, Willie. ..

Anchor-baby,
business is booming.

Fucking wetbacks, man,
they pay me 7Gs

just so that the little ones
can be born on this side.

Then shazaam,
the whole Beaner family

gets to come over and stay.

We throw in a free car seat,
a free gift for mamacita,

goddamn,
I love being an American.

I owe it all to you, Willie.

You could've been a punk ass,
you could've ratted us out.

Ed, Fred, and me.

But you stood by your family.

And I owe you.

That's what I came here
to tell you.

I need you to know, Terence,
you don't owe me nothing.

Willie, you spent
18 years of your life

living in total darkness.

I'm willing to offer you
a lifetime of sunshine.

Willie, you're not made
for cleaning shit.

And the sheriff, man,
he got you in his sight.

He ain't never going to forgive you
for taking down his boy.

Not until you're dead.
You know how he rolls.

You know what I'm going to do?

I want to send you
to a safe place, Mexico.

Down there you'd be free.
You don't have to worry about

looking over your shoulder
all the time.

Thanks for your concern,
but it's not necessary.

I got a whole new path,
a whole new life.

You know, this...
this new generation,

they have no code of honor,
no sense of responsibility.

Willie, my people in Mexico,
they're stealing from me.

I need you to go down there
and lay down the law.

Put those bitches in their places
like you did that deputy.

They're going to be
scared shitless of you.

Besides Allah,
she's everything to me.

Allah? Allah?

What are you talking about,
Allah?

What is Allah
going to do for you?

- You're not listening to me.
- I'm your family, Willie.

- You're not listening to me.
- I'm your family.

Okay, okay. No, no, no.
Look, look, Willie.

Look, I didn't mean
to raise my voice.

If you stay here,
they're going to hold you on a leash

for the next three years.

And you know that sheriff, he's going
to try to do whatever he can

to send you back to prison.
Is that what you want?

Is that what you want?

I'm only going to say this to you
one more time.

Stay away.

[starts engine]

WOMAN: Probably got lost
or their smuggler left them here.

- AGATI: Mm-hmm.
- WOMAN: Coyote got the kid.

And that drag mark...

it was a baby.

Horrible.

God damn it.

What's it going to take?

[ Sniffles ]

Sheriff!

Guess what, boss?

Your boy, Garnett,
he went over to see Terence.

- Good.
- You want to pick him up?

Parole violation,
another three years.

Unh-unh. Let him enjoy
his little reunion tour.

[cattle lowing ]

[ Men shouting ]

Morning, Joe.

- How we doing today?
- Just fine, Sheriff.

How about yourself?

- All is well, my friend.
- Good.

- Things running smoothly?
- Oh, yeah.

What...

what brings you out this way?

Just stopping by-

How's our new friend doing?

No complaints.

Mm-hmm.

Ain't it something though?

A guy kills a deputy.

And 18 years later, here he is,

out in the sun
like it never happened.

Yeah.

Well...

what are you going to do, huh?

If it were me...

I'd do whatever I had to do
to keep the piece of shit

away from our kids,
our families.

I wouldn't be laying down
no red carpet for him,

that's for sure.

That ain't holy water
he's sweating there, Joe.

I'd kick his ass
out of town altogether.

Know what I mean?

Yes, sir.

It's your home.
It's our home.

I'll check back.

Say hi to your family.

[Joe sighs]

Go.

Go.

[ sheriff's vehicle starts ]

Hey...

can I see you in my office?

Don't bother.

I know what you're going to say.

It's okay if I finish out the day?

Yeah, sure.

Thanks, thanks.

[ Praying in Arabic]

[ Police radio chatter]

[door knocking ]

Why are you wrecking everything
that Garnett is trying to do?

Nice to see you, Emily.

- Can I offer you a drink'?
- No.

- Maybe a Scotch this time.
- This is not a social call.

I never would've known.

Why'd you get him fired, huh?

He's broken no laws. None.

You're letting your paranoia
run away with you, Sheriff.

Whoa. Back the truck up.

We're not in Kansas anymore, Toto.

- You understand me'?
- [ Laughs]

Maybe you haven't noticed.

I don't just come into work,
twiddle my thumbs,

and wait for something bad
to happen.

You get the message?

The state granted him parole.

The state did. I didn't.

Well, that's not
your prerogative, Sheriff.

And it's my job to uphold
that decision

and make those 18 years
count for something.

Eighteen years?
My deputy is still dead.

Oh, go blow it out your ass.

I offered you help,
if you recall.

But you turned it down. You said
you could do it by yourself.

So what do you do?

You set him up by the border

where he grew up running drugs,

shooting at cops.

Not the smartest thing
I've ever seen, Agent Smith.

So was getting him fired,
Sheriff Agati.

And if you continue to interfere
with William Garnett,

I'm going to file a complaint.

Oh, phooey.

You want to take that chance?

I don't take chances,
Agent Smith.

I think you would've noticed
that by this time.

That's not all I've figured out,
Sheriff Agati.

Get out!

You got something for me?

This is what
we have available today.

We have something
at the truck wash.

I guess that's
the only one I can do.

Okay, go ahead, sign in.

EMILY: Mr. Wayne?

[door knocking ]

You there?

It's your parole officer.

Richard.

[ Gasps ]

[ Breathes heavily]

[cries out]

OPERATOR: We're sorry,
but the person you called

has a voice-mail box
that has not been set up yet.

Goodbye.
[line beeps ]

Willie, I need to see you.

Come on, Willie.

Willie, por favor, you really
see yourself doing this?

I couldn't even get you to do this
when you were little.

We used to pay kids on the block
more money than this

to clean our bikes.

What about our sueno,
our dream?

Huh? What about that?

You know, your god, Alang...

- Allah.
- Okay, Allah.

He's messing with your head.

Willie. Willie, we got so much more
that we could do together.

Look, just think it over.

- Not for me.
- Think it over.

- Rashid?
- Yeah?

My shift's done.
Take this over for me?

It looks spotless.

You're a pro.

TERENCE: Willie! Willie!

Aaah!

[sirens wailing]

OFFICER ON LOUDSPEAKER:
Driver, slow down.

Pull the bike over
to the side of the road now.

[sirens stop]

Okay, Garnett,
let's get off the bike.

Get off the bike.
Get your hands up in the air.

Step back towards my voice.

You've done this before.
Get on your knees.

Go on. On your stomach.

Hands to your side, palms down.
Cross your legs.

Going a little fast today,
aren't we?

Okay.

On your knees. Come on.

Get up.

You got anything
that's going to stick me today?

Do you have anything
that is going to stick me today?

- No, sir.
- Don't you eyeball me.

Now, get up. Get up.

Mind your head.

Five-six, I have one in custody.

Open one.
[ door buzzes ]

Now, you are going to face the wall...

until you hear that door close.

Is that clear?

Hey, is that clear?

Yeah.

Okay, Jones. Good night.

Let him go in the morning.

- I ain't going nowhere.
- Just shut up.

Have you listened
to a word I've said?

I've got to get you out of Luna County
before the sheriff

locks you up for good,
but I can't just move you.

I got to make a case
you have family there

who'll vouch for you,
so I called your mother.

- My mother?
- Yeah, I talked to her.

- You called my mother'?
- I talked to her.

She's expecting us.

You don't know nothing
about my mother.

And what about Teresa?
We're together now.

What am I supposed
to do about that?

Teresa?
Well, if she really cares for you,

she'll follow you anywhere.

That's how women are.

Trust me.

I know.

Hey, Ma.

I got that.

You came from far away?

- Deming.
- Oh.

You flew?

No, Ma, it's not that far.
We just drove.

- Mrs. Garnett.
- Hello.

Beautiful place you have here.

Thank you.

Well, the lady was nice
to drive you.

Is that where you live now?

Yeah, for now.
I'm staying with my girlfriend.

- I got a girlfriend now.
- Oh.

Yeah. I think you'd like her.
I'd like you to meet her sometime.

Hmm?

- I had a scorpion in the house.
- Did you?

Yeah, but it was
entirely my fault.

I mean, I should've
seen it sooner.

Oh, you got him?

Yeah. It was
crawling all over the place.

[grunts]

But you know,
they're dangerous.

Now I worry about
what's crawling around when I'm...

when I'm sleeping.

You still doing that...

you know, that Irish dancing thing
you were doing?

No, not so much anymore.

Want something to drink?

No, thanks. I'm fine, thanks.

I would've cooked something for you,
but it was such short notice.

I said I'm fine, really.

I didn't expect you
to cook nothing for me anyway.

Well...

I mean, I wrote you all the time.

Did you get any of my letters?

Yes, I did.

Did you read any of them?

I mean, it would've been nice
if you would've sent one to me.

Why, Mom?

Why what?

Why didn't you
come visit me once?

Just once.

Do you want money?

- Because I can give you some.
- Come on, Mom.

- I don't have much.
- Stop it! Stop it!

I don't want any money.

I don't want nothing.

It's me.

It's me, Ma.

It's your son.

[sighs] I couldn't.

What could I say?

I didn't know what to say.

What is it you want?

I know that this is...

[exhales] It's got to be really difficult
and uncomfortable for you.

Me being here.

[ Scoffs ]

You can't possibly know.

Not easy for me either.

Well, then, why are you here?

Just tell me
what you want from me.

I don't want anything
from you, Ma. I just...

I just been wanting
to tell you something.

Will you listen to me?

I'm sorry.

I know that...

that I made a lot of mistakes
and did a lot of things wrong.

And I know that you tried.

But it's not your fault.
I mean...

it's not easy to raise a kid.

And I know that I let you down.

I'm really sorry for that.

When the...

when the judge
read the sentence...

I thought I was going to die.

But I was relieved, too.

I just couldn't...

go back to all of that, Willie.
I couldn't do it.

It would kill me.

That's why I didn't visit you.

I got it, Ma.

[ Praying in Arabic]

[ Man leading prayer in Arabic]

[ Clears throat]

[ Knocking softly on door]

- He never mentioned me to you?
- No.

- [ Punches landing]
- [Teresa groaning]

- [Teresa cries out]
- [Terence shouting ]

[Teresa sobbing ]

All right, there you are.
What's going on?

- [Teresa shuddering ]
- GARNETT: What?

Teresa?

[quiet sobbing]

Who did it?

Terence.

I'll fix this, all right?

I'll be back.

I'm going to fix this.

[birds calling]

[vehicle approaching ]

Yeah, let's do it.

[ Crash ]

[ Brakes screech ]

TERENCE: Willie! Willie, no!

[punches landing]

[panting]

[ Garnett panting ]

Aah!