All language subtitles for Three.Burials.2005.720p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]

There's some coyotes out there,
across the road from that windmill.

What are they doing?
- Hell, I don't know.

Looks like they're eating something,
I guess.

Wanna shoot a coyote?
- Hell, yes.

That's a dead son-of-a-bitch.

Fuck...

When did they find him?
- Sometime this morning.

He was buried on a hill up
near Boracho Peak.

Who killed him?
- We don't have a fucking clue.

Was he involved with drugs, or smuggling,
or anything like that?

Melquiades?

No.

I need a mask.

Jo Edna, let Earl
tend to the hotdogs and hamburgers.

He'll bring the charcoal and the ice and
folding chairs and the whole nine yards.

You just be sure Aunt Minnie
don't have to worry about a place to go

to the little girls' room. And tell
Shawnelle she can forget about a car

on Saturday night if she doesn't show up.
I love you too, baby. Gotta go.

This beauty has two bedrooms,
each one with its own bathroom.

Central AC and heat throughout.
All of our homes come standard equipped...

with electric oven, washer,
dryer and dishwasher.

Your Waste King garbage disposal
is optional, of course.

But it's a good option because we charge
a factory wholesale price on it...

with no installation fee.
And it's top of the line equipment.

We're strictly top of the line.

Strictly top of the line all the time.
That's our motto.

How much does this house cost?
- 60,000 dollars.

But if you're really interested
I can get you a 10% discount.

I think.

Where y'all from?
- Cincinnati.

Long way from home, huh?
What line of work bring you to Texas?

Border Patrol.

We're always a long way from home.

All right. Well, actually, this mobile
residence has the highest resale value

of any domestic residence
in its price range in the Southwest time

and time again.

I don't know.
- Well, we also have some excellent

previously-owned mobile residences
in the lower price ranges,

if that would be your requirement.

If it's no trouble...
I think my horse needs water.

Where'd you come from?

Coahuila...
- What are you doing in Texas?

Looking for work.
- What kind of work?

I'm just a cowboy.

Hey, Perkins.

Here's the stuff
that your friend had on him.

Do you know who they are?
- It's his wife and kids.

Any idea how to get a hold of them?
- They live...

in Mexico.

Can I keep this?

Yeah, I guess. For a while.
We're gonna have to do an autopsy on him.

When you get through, I want you
to give Melquiades to me.

Hell, I can't do that. Are you crazy?
- No.

I'm not.

I gotta go.

All right, see you tonight.
- Come back early now.

I get real bored here.
- Haven't you made friends with neighbors?

No. I don't like them.

I'm gonna buy you a Nintendo
so you don't get so bored.

Okay. And take me to the mall
this Saturday in Odessa.

Okay, babe. Find out where it is.

The deceased died of a gunshot wound
of an AR-15-223 bullet.

It entered two inches left of the sternum,
between the fourth and the fifth rib.

Impact caused the lung to burst and severe
hemorrhaging. It took him 15 to 20 minutes

to die. I would estimate that he died
7 days ago. The trajectory of the bullet

indicates that the shot
was fired from 300 yards away.

He was gunned down.
- Listen, bud, we need to bury him now.

Refrigeration in this dump's broke down
and I got to be back

in El Paso tomorrow morning.
- Okay, bury him.

You need to notify his relatives.

He ain't got any.

359, clear.

749. I have a group
of approximately 15 individuals

crossing la Brecha de la Loma Negra
about half a mile from me. Over.

Where are they?
- Right down there in that draw.

Stop!

On the ground! Get down!

Halt, goddamn it!

Run, run, Mariana!

José! José!

Stay down, bitch!

How many got away?
- Three.

Well, somebody's got to pick strawberries.

You were way overboard there, boy.
- No... sir.

Fuck it. They were trying to get away.
- I want you to think about

how much trouble I can get into
if you keep beating these people up.

I don't like trouble, boy.
I don't like it at all.

I'm awfully sorry about Mel.
- So am I.

He was a good Mexican.

Pete, you've been cooped up
in here for two days.

You need to get outside and do something.

What's that to you?

I brought you some jerky.

I found these shells out there
where Mel's goats was on the loose.

They were about 300 yards up the hill.

I thought they might mean something.

Are you ladies fine?

How's your eggs, sweetie?

Bob's watching us.

It's been a while
since we've had some time together.

You dirty bitch.
- I can see you tomorrow.

Miss?
- Just a second.

Same place?
- Same place.

What'll it be?

What do you want?
- I want to talk to you.

We found that stuff
where we found Melquiades' goats.

Don't you want to look at it?
- No, I don't.

I want to sit here and have my breakfast.
You can talk to me

about that during business hours.
- It might be some kind of proof.

How many 223 shells do you think there
are laying out there?

Hell, some of them don't even have
your fingerprints on them.

That shit won't mean shit
in a court of law just

because you found it laying under a bush.
We got a legal system to think about here.

You got him, son-of-a-bitch!

You've been late for dinner
the last four nights.

Work is hard. Real hard.

I work hard.

Lou Ann, what's for dinner?
- Stuffed zucchini and broccoli.

That's it?
- I'm on a diet.

I know there's someone else. I know it.
- That's ridiculous.

You're not fat.
- Yes, I am. A little bit.

No way.

You're my red hot mama.

She's prettier than me. She's free
and happy and has that long red hair.

I'm not stupid, Johnny.
I've got eyes in my head.

That girl will wreck your life and mine
and her own life. That's what'll happen.

You're throwing your life away, Johnny.
Don't do it! Please, don't do it.

I need you. I love you. Please.

You see? Right there.
That's exactly what I'm talking about.

It's always the same.
What's happening to us?

We used to be so happy.

Don't you remember
when we were living in River Valley?

Yes, darling, I remember River Valley.

We were happy then.
And we'll be happy again.

I know it. Please, don't cry.

There will always be
a River Valley for us.

I hope so, Johnny. I hope so.

Thanks.

You're getting to be a regular customer
around here.

Well, I don't have a lot to do right now.

Calm down. She's good.

How many calves left?
- 120.

That's a shitload.

When's the boss coming from Houston?
- Saturday afternoon.

Fucking mama's boy.

He says he's a rancher just because
they bought him this ranch,

but I ain't seen him out here
busting his ass.

You're in a twist because the only woman
you've had for a while is your own hand.

Let's go to Midland this Saturday.

The Border Patrol will nab me
in Midland.

Bullshit.
You scared of women, or what?

Agustin, shut the goddamn gate!

Don't worry.
It happens to Bob sometimes too.

Well, it goddamn well don't happen to me.

It's the first fucking time
it's ever happened to me.

I don't give a shit what happens to Bob.
- Yeah, I know.

Viagra works for Bob.

I'll turn truckstop queer
and blowjob giver before I use that shit.

That's what Bob says.

Fuck Bob!

Hey, man, do you still listen
to that fucking white boy candy rapper?

Reese's Pieces. Skittles.
- Eminem.

What's your favorite rife round?
What kind of rife do y'all shoot?

Do y'all shoot the same round?
- AR-15.223 is standard. Why?

I was just curious.
I always use a 30-30 myself.

Lever action.

Open sight.

Hello!

How do we register him?
- Write down Melquiades.

Melquiades what?
Where was he from?

Mexico. Maybe Coahuila.

Cincinnati's real pretty
in the springtime.

There's lots of malls.

I bet you miss it.

We're glad to be here.

You know, wherever the job takes us.
- But this is different.

Yeah.

We were both real popular in high school.

Now it just seems
like we don't know anybody anymore.

Well, living out here
takes some getting used to, I guess.

Yeah, I guess it does.
- It must seem real different.

Do you know where the mall's at in Odessa?

Sure. It's easy to find.

Hey, man...

Are you okay?

No.

Is this working hours?

We were about to close.

You need to investigate
them Border Patrols. They use a 223.

You want me to investigate
the Kennedy assassination while I'm at it?

Before you start bitching,
I suggest you find out

what that little fucker was involved with.
- Melquiades wasn't involved with nothing.

By the way, we already buried him.

I told you to notify me.
Seems like you'd at least...

notify me.

You're not his family. I don't have
to notify you about a goddamn thing.

He was a wetback.

You like him?
- It's the best horse I ever saw.

Take him, he's yours.

Yeah, really.

No, really. It's a gift.

But it's your horse.

Mine, yours... what's the difference?

He's got "Pete" branded in his brain.

He's yours.

No.

No, he costs you a lot.

Hell, no. He's yours.
Don't even get off him.

Hey, Bob, how long have we been married?

Twelve...

Hell, I don't know.

What is it?

Relax.

The Border Patrol is everywhere.
Where are you going? - Don't worry.

Where do you think? To get the girls.

Hurry up!

Could I see some photo I.D., sir?

Girls, this is Melquiades.
Melquiades, this is Rachel and...

Lou Ann.
- Nice to meet you.

You work with Pete, right?
- Okay, let's go.

That's Bob's wife from the cafe, right?
But she's married. - So's the other one.

That's your room right down there. 205.

See you in three hours.

Oh, no. I got to be back in two hours.
Only one hour.

Want to watch TV?
Watch television?

Want to...

Telly...

vissy-own?
- Yeah, that's fine.

I'm sorry.

Music?

Moo-si-ka?
- Music? Okay.

Want to dance?

You're not coming?
- No, I'll wait here.

You've always liked the mall.
- I'll wait.

But I don't want to hurry. I want to shop.
- I will wait for you here.

Don't smoke.

Most of all...

I love this song!

Crazy bitches.

I understand you people, believe you me
I do, and we are not "locas".

No way!

Shit, what time is it?
- Six twenty.

Fuck, Bob's going to kill me!

When will I see you again?
- I can't all next week.

'Cause it's the sheriffs turn?
- You know how things are.

All right, no problem.
- Don't mix things up.

You're the one I love, darling,
the only one. Belmont's something else.

What about ol' Bob?
- Oh, that's different.

Bob's my husband. You understand, right?

Bye.
- Bye.

Let's go.

Hey, man...

You okay?

You bueno

You bueno?

I need to talk to you about
that dead Mexican y'all found.

What about him?
- I'd rather talk outside.

It's our new officer, Mike Norton.

The little prick.

Apparently he was out there
on Borracho Peak, okay?

Shots were fired.
And then he returned.

There was only the two of them out there.

Mike Norton, that new kid from Cincinnati,
and that wetback.

Shots were fired. Who fired at who?
- He fired at him first.

Now I don't want any shit.

What are you doing here?
- I need to talk to you.

What about?

Belmont came by the café today.
- So what?

Border Patrol named Gomez
came looking for him.

So what?

Gomez told him who killed that Mexican.

Don't fool with me, girl.
- Hell, no.

He told Belmont one of the other
Border Patrols killed him in a shootout.

Did he say his name?
- Yes. A guy named Mike Norton.

You heard him say it?
- He said his name like three times.

What are they gonna do with him?
- He didn't say.

What the hell's wrong with you, goddamn?
- You got to arrest him.

Who do you think you are?

You got to arrest the fellow
that killed Melquiades.

Oh, really?
And who the hell would that be?

That border patrolman Norton.
- With what evidence?

You know damn well who killed Mel!
- I don't know a goddamn thing.

You know damn well who killed Melquiades.

You ain't going to arrest him, are you?

You'd better get outta here
before I throw your arse in jail.

You ain't going to arrest him?

Who is it?
- I'm here for patrolman Norton.

Captain Gomez sent me.
- Yeah, just a second.

You scream again and I'll kill you.

Put your hands over your head.

You got any handcuffs?
- Yeah, on my uniform belt.

Go get them handcuffs and that uniform and
bring them back in here and keep quiet.

Do what he says, Lou Ann.

Put that uniform on
and then them handcuffs.

Did you tell her what you did?

What did he do?

He killed Melquiades Estrada.

You need to try to relax.

It might get cold.

Now if you call the police,
I'm going to have to kill him, darling.

Here's the rain coming now
through Cincinnati.

We could be looking at heavy amounts
of rain through the day. On Friday,

some flash floodings will be a huge
concern for us in the tri-state area.

Get out.

Are you going to kill me?

Get out.

Dig him up.

Who?
- Melquiades Estrada,

you stupid gringo son-of-a-bitch.
You killed him, now dig him up.

Today's storm that swept into Chio
sent dozens of vehicles

sliding off the roadway here.
Of course, hundreds of schools

and businesses are closed. The good news
here is no one was seriously hurt.

Take him out.

Get out.

Get around here.

Take him in the house.

Set him on that bed.

Turn that light on.

Sit down at this table.
In that chair.

Melquiades lived here.

That was his bed.

Kept his clothes right over there.

And that was his plate.

And that was his cup.

Drink it.

No.

Drink from that cup.

These was his work clothes.

Put them work clothes on.
Then put them dress clothes on Melquiades.

The oldest is Elizabeth...
She must be fourteen.

And Yesenia is probably twelve.

And this little guy is Aaron.

He's going to be a damn good cowboy.

And this...

This is Evelia...

Evelia Camargo, my wife.

How long since you've seen them?

About five years.

Promise me one thing, Pete.

If I die over here,

carry me back to my family

and bury me in my village.

I don't want to be buried on this side
among all the fucking billboards.

I'll die before you will, I'm older.

Promise me.

Look.

We're here, right?
Go down to Cjinaga

and head south.

Then turn east and follow the sierra
until you come to Coahuila.

Then you'll come to a town
called El Tostón.

Between El Tostón and El Nacimiento,

there's a little place called Jimenez.

My house is there.

Ask for Evelia, my wife,
and explain things to her.

I'll just throw you in the trash.
- You take me back to Jimenez, Pete.

You promised.

Come here.

Sit down on that chair.

I'll take them boots.

Shit!

Let's go.

You fucker!

What'd he leave that uniform laying out
like that for?

Because he's crazy.

What time did we find this guy's wife?

About nine o'clock this morning.

Goddamn crazy son-of-a-bitch Pete Perkins!

What do you think?

I think the son-of-a-bitch is crazy.

Right now they should be somewhere
right along in here headed for Mexico.

What about that heat-seeking radar
y'all got?

It doesn't work.

They found four steers in a canyon
on the Cross Bar Diamond this morning

about three o'clock.
- What about the Rangers?

I told them we had it covered.
Be over by today. Do you know what I mean?

There's a thousand ways
he can go to Mexico.

And that son-of-a-bitch is so fucking nuts
he might even be headed north to Canada.

We're going to start with the Llano Largo,
the Sierra del Diablo

and the Arroyo Negro. Where y'all going?

The rest of the United States, I reckon.

Do what?

We'll head southeast over
to Alarid Canyon.

Where are we going?

There's nowhere to go, man!

We're not going up there, are we?
Shit!

Oh, well, hell...

This is Frank Belmont.
- What are you doing?

I'm at work.
- Am I gonna see you tonight?

Yeah, yeah, all right.

Same time, same place?

Yeah, I guess.
- Good.

Stop at the store
and pick up a pack of Kotex.

Shit!

Get out.

Shit, shit, shit!

What am I doing here?
- Well, it's our duty, sir.

Shut up.

Where are you going?
- He stinks, man. I can't sleep.

Get back over there where you was at.

Hey!

Hey, you!

My name's Pete.

Well, Pete,
the ants are eating your friend.

Get down and don't try nothing.

Good morning.

Good morning!

I don't speak Spanish. What do you want?

We're friends.
Want some water for our horses.

Well, help yourself then. I like
listening to this Mexican radio station.

I can't understand anything, but I like
the way Spanish sounds, don't you?

Yes, sir.
It sounds all right.

It smells like something dead around here.
- I killed a deer a couple of days ago.

It's starting to turn.

Yeah, well, you'd better throw it away.
It's rotten.

I want to keep the hide.
You got any salt I could use to cure it?

No, son. I've barely got enough salt
to put on the dinner table.

You got any alcohol or anything like that?
- I got a jug of antifreeze.

Would that work?

Suck on this hose.

Them ants won't eat him anymore
after this!

You're crazy.

You're totally fucking crazy, man.
- Y'all come and eat!

Let us pray.

Dear Lord, we thank you for this meal
and for bringing me these friends

and our daily bread and all the animals

and all the beasts in the field. Amen.

Do you live alone?

I've got a son that comes and sees me
every month and brings me food.

But it's been six months
since he was here.

What do you live on?

I got some things stored away.

Thank you.

I'd like to ask you a favor.
- Anything you want.

I wanted to ask you...

if you can shoot me.

My son ain't coming back.

Oh, he'll come back.
- No.

He told me he had cancer.

He told me to go back to town with him.

But I don't want to go
because I've always lived here.

Well, we can't do it.

I don't want to offend God
by killing myself. It's a problem.

We don't want to offend God either.
- It'd be the best thing to do.

You're good people.

You need to go ahead and shoot me.

You know, I'm innocent... actually.

I didn't mean to kill your friend, man.

He shot at me.

And I swear to God, really, if I could...

You let me go and I promise...

I swear...
I promise I will not press charges.

Where's that son-of-a-bitch at?
- I don't know.

You ought to. You been fucking him.

We don't talk a lot.

God Almighty.

Get this horse off of me.
Get up, Belle, get up!

Come on!

Come on, come on! Up!

Goddamn, Belle, get up!

Help!

Good afternoon, sir.

Sir, we need to know, have you seen anyone
coming through this area

or in this general area on horseback
here lately? Like maybe two men horseback,

maybe with a couple
of pack horses or mules?

I ain't seen anybody in thirty years!

I am sorry, sir.
Have you heard anyone come this way

in the past few days or hours?
- Are y'all cops?

No, sir, we're actually
with the Border Patrol.

Ain't no Mexicans come through here.
- We're not looking for Mexicans.

No one come through.
- Are you sure?

Hell, no, I'm not sure.
But I don't think so.

Okay. Do you need anything?

No.

All right, we're moving on.

This way, hurry up!

Tomás, a rattlesnake!

It's not gonna bite anybody.

There's a dead guy!

Get him out.

He's still breathing.
- I think the snake bit him.

It sure did.
- Is he a gringo?

He looks too fucked up to be a gringo.

Any money?

Why bother?
The venom's probably gone to his brain.

Don't worry. I'm a friend.

We didn't do nothing, mister.
- I know it.

What happened to him?
- He was bite by a snake.

He's dying.

Do you know where we can get some help?

I know a girl who is good with herbs.
Maybe she can cure him.

But she lives across the border.
- Is it far?

No, the border is not far.
But la migra is all around.

They are looking for a gringo
who kidnapped a migra agent.

You that gringo?

Yes.

Can you help me get him across?
I don't want him to die.

Tomás, keep going with them.

I'll take the gringo to get cured.

I'm leaving.

You're leaving?
- Yes.

I hate this place.
- Maybe he'll come back.

I don't care.
- He'll come back, honey.

I don't care.

The son-of-a-bitch is beyond redemption.

I'm leaving him.

Can you get us across?
- Yes.

But I've never crossed people
from this side to that side

much less on horses.
- Okay, take us.

What about the price?
- What price?

The price to cross you.
Is one thousand a person.

I don't have a thousand dollars.
- Three thousand dollars.

A thousand for you
a thousand for the gringo

and a thousand for the dead guy.

I'll find a way to get across.

Okay, let's make a deal.

Give me your rife and your horse.

No.

I'll only give you the horse.
Not my horse.

The other horse.
- And the rife.

Just the horse.

OK, it's a deal.

This is where we cross.

Is the water deep?
- A little.

No, goddammit! No!

Fucking gringo bit me.
Son-of-a-bitch.

Fuck you!
Fuck you, sons-of-bitches!

To hell with this!
You sons-of-bitches!

Fuck you!
I don't need this bullshit! I mean it.

I am serious.

Fuck you!

Dona Adriana, is Mariana at home?
- Yes, she is.

What's going on?

Is this the one that got snakebit?
- Yes.

Get this gringo out of here.
He's the one that broke my nose.

You sure?

Hell yes,
he's got a face like a white rat.

He'll probably die.
- Let him die.

Please...

heal him.

Why?

Because...

I need him alive.

Will he get well?

From the poison, yes,

but if he gets gangrene,
we'll have to cut his foot off.

Your call is ready.

Sands Restaurant, how may I help you?
This is Rachel.

Rachel?

Pete? Where are you?

I'm in Mexico.

You know,
the Border Patrol is on your ass?

What's Belmont doing?

He went on vacation. He said
he had nothing to do with this.

It's between you and the border patrol.
He wanted to go to Sea World.

Rachel?

I want you to come to Mexico.

What for?

Marry me. Be my wife.

Are you crazy? I can't do that.

Why not?

Because I love Bob, Pete.

You said I was the only one you loved.

Pete, you don't understand.
I have to go. Take care.

We'll get you home pretty soon,
Melquiades.

Any day now.

You look like hell, son.

Good morning.

Where am I?

Los Lobos Farm, Cjinaga Township,
Chihuahua, Mexico.

Mexico. Shit.

Who are you, man?
- Your private 911, dude.

The gringo asshole woke up.
- Yes.

She's going to check you up.

Easy, easy.

Drink.

Is there hot coffee?
- I just made some.

Bring me the pot.

Now we're even, asshole!

You want to help us?

We'll have to walk it from here.

Shit.

Come here.

If you try to run away again, I kill you.
I guess you know that by now.

Yes, sir.

Do you even know
how much new tires cost?

Do you know what the mileage
on your little foreign car is?

Do you know when the oil change is due?
Do you? Tell me. I want you to tell me.

Johnny, is there someone else?

What do you mean is there someone else?
Someone else what?

Someone else putting a roof
over your head and paying the bills?

You've been so distant, so far away.
I cook, I clean house.

I really wonder
what your mother would say.

Mother has no say.

Do you think she cares about me?
Do you think she cares about you?

You want some coffee?
- Yes, sir. Please.

Come on, come have some coffee with us.

Sit down.

Can you sell us some food?
- Food? I'll give you some.

We have some fresh meat.

Take what you want.

We had to kill him. This fucking bear
was killing too many goats.

Are we in Coahuila yet?
- Yeah, you're right in Coahuila.

And do you know
how to get to El Tostón?

20 km straight ahead.

When you reach the sierra
head south and you'll get there.

You're throwing your life away, Johnny.
Don't do it. Please, don't do it.

I've seen that. I know this one.

Please, please.

You see, that's exactly it right there.
It's what I'm talking about.

It's always the same, always the same.

What are they saying on the TV?

Let's go!

Take it. For your troubles.

We were happy then.
And we'll be happy again. I know it.

Please, don't cry.

There will always be
a River Valley for us.

I hope so, Johnny. I hope so.

How much?
- 20 pesos.

Accepting dollars?

Yes. It's two dollars.
- You speak English.

Yeah. Everyone here speak English.
We've all worked on the other side.

What are you doing here?
- We're looking for a town called Jiménez.

No, there's no place like that here.

Hey, Maria,
do you know a place called Jiménez?

No, no place.

Manuel?

Do you know a place called Jiménez?

No, not around here.

He said it was a little village
about ten kilometers away

between El Tostón and El Nacimiento.

The only village around here
is called Los Chilicotes.

Do you know this woman?
Her name is Evelia Camargo.

Yeah, I know her.

But her name's not Evelia.

It's Rosa.

Do you know that man?

He's the one that lived in Jiménez.
His name is Melquiades Estrada.

No, I don't know him.

Well, what's he doing with that woman?

I don't know.

Why you don't ask her?

She lives around the corner.

You speak English?

A little.

Listen, senora.

Melquiades was my friend. I'm sorry that
I have to tell you that he's passed away.

Who is... Melquiades?

Melquiades, your husband.

He's passed away and I've brought his body
back from Texas.

I don't know anyone named Melquiades.

This is you and that's him.

What are you doing
with a photo of me and my kids?

Melquiades gave it to me.

Please, senora,
you can tell me the truth.

He was a good friend of mine.

You were married to him, weren't you?

Stop saying these crazy things!

You'll get me in trouble
with my husband Javier Martinez!

We don't know any Melquiades here.

Senora, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to offend you.
But he was my friend.

Go see Don Casimiro.

He knows everyone who's been through
this village. Maybe he can help you.

No.

I don't know him.

You know anything about a little town
called Jiménez?

No.

It doesn't exist around here.

I know for sure.

It doesn't exist.

Why?

Your friend lied to you.
- No, he didn't.

Sure he did.

There's no Jiménez, man. Wake up.

The place doesn't exist.
- Yes, it does.

There is no fucking Jiménez, man!

Don't you see? There's no Jiménez!
- It exists.

Jiménez is one hell of a beautiful place.

It's a little ranch between two hills.

The air is so clear there...

you can almost hug the mountains
with your arms.

A stream of clear, clean, fresh water
bubbles up right out of the rocks.

If you go to Jiménez...

I swear your heart will break
with so much beauty.

This is Jiménez.

It's just like Mel said it was.

That good water...

And...

that's the house.

The store is right over there.

The graveyard.

The gardens right there.

See?

Just like that, right there.

See?

Yeah.

This is it.

You found it, Pete.

Get down.

You got a grave to dig.

Ask Melquiades for forgiveness.

What?
- Ask for forgiveness.

Ask for forgiveness right now
or go to hell right now.

I don't believe in hell.

I'm sorry!
I swear to God I'm sorry.

I swear to God. I swear to God.

I actually did not mean to kill him.

It was a mistake.

I didn't want it to happen.

It hurts me and I regret it.

Every single day.

Forgive me.

Forgive me...

Melquiades...

for taking your life.
Forgive me.

You can go now.

Where?

To your wife.

Wherever.

I always...

I always thought
that you'd end up killing me.

You can keep the horse... son.

You gonna be all right?