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You know too much.

Pablo is a fool.

I know nothing.

Your grandfather invited me,
not your father.

Jose, you first.

What the...
wait a minute.

Ah!

I was expecting
my lawyers.

Your lawyers?

They quit.

They say you owe them
a lot of money.

Do you know
who you killed?

FBI.

I'm a friend.

I don't have friends.

They're real curious.

Why so many important
people down here

want to kill
such an obscure journalist.

I'm a photographer,
and not that obscure.

Attitude.

Can you help me?

I just did.

You make it to
the United States,

- and we're prepared...
- You're kidding!

Take the package.

You need the clothes.

That's it?

If I were you, I'd try
to get out of here by tonight.

I can't just
walk out of here.

Tienes Papeles?

Senior Pablo Estanza?

Senorita Parker.

Oh, you make me
very, very patriotic.

You let him
bring me clothes?

Si, why not?

You're a nice lady.

Except all the killing.

No choice.

Oh, no?

Then why you
always killing?

- Huh?
- I mean,

I know you took photos
in the war,

and now you mess
with the cartels

There's not a whole of lot
of difference in the two, Jesus.

All I know,
I just bring you supper.

Jorge brings me supper.

We very, very tight tonight.

You and me, we the only ones
in the cell block.

Hey, what you got?

A bribe.

Are they moving me
in the morning?

Si, Mexico City.

You got another bribe
in other hand?

You won't like
this one as much.

Oh, I bet I will.

Are you married, Jesus?

Si, dos muchachas.

How much do you like
Pancho Villa?

Hm.

My wife,
she would kill me.

Wrong answer.

Senorita Parker,
you're late.

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
- Chiclets! Chiclets!

- Chiclets! Chiclets!
- No, no, no, no, no, no.

Vamos, vamos, hey!

Hey, wait, wait, wait.

Have any one of you
seen this woman?

Yeah.

She's back
and in the open.

I'm on my way.

Thank you, folks.
Come back again.

There's a guy
that's been calling for you.

His voice
sounds like gravel.

Charming.
What about the pics?

I have him
your phone number.

Bert, the pictures?

I'm glad you were
in Tombstone.

Well, I see your new found
faith came with a hobby.

Well, I drank when
we were in Afghanistan.

You know, salvation
has its benefits.

As a cowboy/preacher,
I'm expected to drink.

So now you're
a former Navy SEAL,

Iraqi freedom press coordinator
turned preacher

peddling pictures
of celebrities being bad.

When did anyone
ever expect you not to drink?

Yeah, it's crap work,
but, uh,

the public loves it,

and, God, the number one
movie star in the world

sucking on a bottle
at a famous rehab.

Gee, I wonder
how she got the bottle.

Naughty girl.

I'll bet you it was you
that gave him the bottle.

How much?

You're sure one
to judge, AJ.

But, uh, be about three months
before you get the cash.

Three months?!

Bert, I don't
have three months.

I need the cash.

You have no idea how important
this pay check is.

Look, I'm not a bank.

These gossip mags
pay slow,

not like the big boys
you used to cover the war for.

You shit.

Look, why don't you
come to LA with me.

I could use a good
shooter like you.

I never knew when you were
flying me around

Iraq and Afghanistan
that you were such a...

Business man!

...tool.

Look, I'll buy you
a sandwich.

I have lunch date.

You're dating again?

AJ.

Is it true what they say,
you know,

that you killed half
the population of Mexico?

Goodbye, Bert.

Hey, I love your shirt!

You let one get away,
little lady.

I'll have hash browns,
two eggs over easy,

a waffle, and some OJ.

For you?

Coffee, black,
and the check please.

Oh, okay.
I'll get that going for you.

I stuck my neck
out for you.

Yeah,
thanks for the stun gun.

You seemed to know
how to use it.

You don't know me.

You were supposed
to lay low.

You outed yourself.

I need money.
My lawyers need money.

Everyone in this damn state
is suing me.

Bottom line is you're
not producing.

You've made over a dozen arrests
from my information.

It's a quality issue,
not a quantity.

You know what
I'm talking about?

It doesn't bother me
to protect

a cold blooded killer
like yourself.

But I expect
complete cooperation.

I'm not a murderer.

It's the bureau that's keeping
the ninth circuit court

from granting your
extradition to Mexico.

It's not your money,
it's not your lawyers.

I appreciate your help.

The hell you do.

I've helped.

I've helped.

I don't know as much
as you think I do.

I'm just a photographer.

That's a bunch of bull.

Tell me about Pablo Estanza.

I've never met
Pablo Estanza.

You just killed his men.

Who are they?

Pablo Estanza and his
go to guy.

Okay,
I took the pictures.

I killed the go to guy.

You're not going to
cooperate, are you?

These guys...

never ever forget.

25 years from now,
I'll get a knock at the door

from some long term memory
assassin boy.

You guys...

you always forget.

You won't know my name
a week from today.

No.

I won't.

Did he get my check?

Nope.

But the cute cowboy
in the corner did.

Are you really
taking me to LA?

Well, my plan was
to take Parker,

but you do have
your talents.

I can learn
to take pictures.

Run and get
old Bert's truck.

Sun never sets on old
Bert Riddley.

You're slowing down,
beautiful.

I could
have shot you.

Always a kidder.

Not kidding.

And people wonder why
we aren't still married.

I'm concerned about you.

Chris, I haven't seen you
in over half a year,

you swindled me out of my share
of the house, my savings.

Quick money
is expensive money.

I did you a favor.

Yeah,
you divorced while I was

in a Mexican jail.

You don't understand
the position

you put me in
with the agency.

It's still very...
very...

Uncomfortable?

Why are you here?

I'm in Arizona
working with customs.

Homeland Security crap.

No, I mean here.

Here's the real favor.

I'm not allowed to be
around guns.

I worked with Jake on a gun
smuggling case.

Real helpful.

He needs a photographer.

You need money.

He said he'll pay
a thousand bucks.

A thousand?

I want to help you.

I still have
feelings for you.

Chris, we're going to miss
the movie.

Take the help.

Come on.

Please leave
a message after the tone.

AJ, this is Bert!
Call me!

Tell me that gun
isn't loaded.

Well...

unloaded gun's
a useless one.

Of course.
What was I thinking.

You're that guy that bought
me breakfast for lunch.

I've been expecting you.

Chris said you'd be at
the O.K. café on Thursday.

And I like to look a horse
over before I buy her.

I'm a horse?

Hoping you're
a thoroughbred.

Lot of time you end up
with a nag.

Now I know
you're with Chris.

My name's Jake.

Jake Slaughter.

AJ Parker.

My ex-husband said
you need a photographer.

Your name's been in
the paper lately

and not real
complementary.

It's worse
than it reads.

Chris lied.

I don't need
a photographer.

Sorry I wasted your time.

I'll go.

You don't
want to make $5,000

for a weeks worth of work,
do you?

$5,000?

It's about Paradise.

I need to go to Paradise.

I need not
to go to Paradise.

It's a ghost town.

A few years ago,
you did a spread on the place.

Paradise.

Why me?

1933, the Walker County bridge
was destroyed,

and it was the only way
to the high mesa

and Paradise from
Arizona.

Take a helicopter.

The ride through country
is hell.

I need to be discrete.

A hunter, Edgar Stanton,
he's your man.

He took me in.

Well, he was
my first choice,

but he died unexpectedly.

Besides...

Edgar wasn't trustworthy.

You killed him?

You're my third
and final choice.

Your second choice?

Another trust issue.

How do I know
that I can trust you?

Is it the cartel
or the federales

paying you
to get me back into Mexico?

Not my game.
Name your price.

There's not enough money
in the world

to get me back
over that border.

You're
the coin collector.

This is one last chance
for both of us.

Name your price, Parker.

What the hell?
Make her a partner.

Why the hell is she hesitating?

She says she needs
to talk to a friend.

What a crock.
She has no friends.

She's playing you.

That woman is a walking
time bomb,

and I see my dreams
just slipping away.

Well, you screwed up
the other tries.

I had to kill them.

Sure.

We've got to use her.

But make sure we don't kill her
until after the job.

You're serious,
ain't you?

If AJ gets us to Paradise,

I'll get us through customs
without her.

Always the greed thing.

Hey, you're
as greedy as I am.

What the hell
are you doing?

Fixing a trust problem.

Pardoname padre,
porque he pecado.

You may speak English,
my child.

What is your sin?

I need a friend.

You have no friends
because of sin?

My life has gone to hell.
People are trying to kill me.

I may have to go to jail.

I owe my lawyers over a quarter
of million dollars.

And I've killed some men.

Oh, you must be
AJ Parker.

How can I help you?

If I stay here,
I'm screwed.

If I go back to Mexico
with this odd ball cowboy

who kills people,
I'm sure to get shot.

Not to mention my ex-husband
who isn't trustworthy.

And then there's
Pablo Estanza.

God, I need a sign.

Slower please.

Are you my friend,
padre?

Of course.

The hell you are.

Ah!

Bless you, Father.

You are absolved
of all your sins.

What happens
in the confessional...

Stays in
the confessional.

Go and sin no more,
AJ Parker.

The Americanos cut her loose.

There will be
no more excuses.

Yes, sir.

You should have gone
to the detention center.

I know.

But she is just
one woman.

She was lucky
in the desert.

And she was lucky
in the prison.

Julio and his team
are dead.

She killed them
in a church.

That's not luck.

Find her.

Kill her.

Or never come back.

Yes, father.

I feel like
I'm in a damn beauty parlor

or a whorehouse.

I need
to look different.

You're aboard,
I take it?

Full partner.

You're in this with Chris,
aren't you?

Thought so.

Ah, don't worry.

I'm no safer here
than in Mexico.

And I need the money.

How much are we talking?

Lots.

In 1933, FDR and congress
passed a law that

more or less
outlawed gold money.

In the spring of 1933,

445,000 of those beauties
were struck.

Most were melted down
right away.

A real Double Eagle!

It gets better.

5,000 of those Double Eagles
were diverted

by of couple
of Treasury workers,

John McBride
and Matthew Henry.

They hijacked
a federal reserve truck

and headed to Mexico.

- They crossed at Paradise?
- Yep.

They crossed the high bridge
leading to Paradise,

then blew it up.

The truck was
found in Paradise.

Tampico is where
Henry and McBride

were murdered a year later
by bandits,

and, uh, the gold coins
were never recovered.

The one you're holding was given
to me by a rancher

I saved two years ago
from being stabbed in a cantina.

He said he found it
in the old saloon in Paradise.

And you didn't go back
to Paradise with him?

Well?

Well, he said
the place was haunted

and he wouldn't
go near it.

And you still don't
the back way into Paradise?

You, unfortunately,
are one of the few.

Then I think
I should get a bigger cut.

Then, I think you should just
shut up and strap this on.

Looks good.

Yeah, it looks real good.

Well, I reckon,

this seals our deal.

Let's get
something straight.

I don't fool around
on the job.

There goes
another dream.

Play your cards right,

and you'll able to afford
a new jeep.

Thanks, Bert.
No hard feelings.

Who the hell is Bert?

He's letting out my cat.

Stick your phone in your pocket
and keep your eyes open.

Your girlfriend
go back to Tucson?

She probably ran
out of hair spray.

Well, Joan was very upset
that you didn't join us

for drinks
at the Crystal Palace.

How much longer
to Los Flores?

We'll be there
mid-afternoon.

That is if we don't run
into bandits, police,

the cartel,
federales or...

the Mexican Army.

Look closely.

This a fool's errand.

She is supposed
to have crossed

the border
early this morning.

Now, why would she do something
so stupid like that?

Well, that's
the question, General.

Now listen, gringo.

We have better things
to do than to help

the U.S. find
their little lost girl.

We move out!

Quiet!

Get off that phone.

Okay, bye.

Why is she doing
the negotiating?

Because
she's good at it.

Women can't negotiate.

You should see
my last alimony agreement.

We could, um, stay here.

- No.
- Right?

We're getting supplies.

We're getting the hell
out of town.

Take your time.

Hola, muchacha, buenas dias.

Yeah, all right.

Well, the Northern tunnel
is secure right now.

Yeah, there was
a breach last night.

Yeah, I just thought
you might want to know.

Okay, yeah.

Come on.
Hey, amigos, let's go, come on.

Come on, rapidamente.

Yeah, look, Pablo, look.

I'll call you... I'll call you
in the morning once

I get back from Naco
with the money.

Yeah, all right.

Hello, senorita.

I don't know you.

You're not very nice
to Felix.

I don't know Felix.

What do you want?

Well, I figure if you're going
to spend the night

in Los Flores,
you need a date.

You know, someone to take you

to the museums
or the opera.

Tempting, but no.

You're trading for horses?

That old jeep of yours
can take you pretty much

anywhere in the country.

Except one place.
So I bet...

I bet it's none
of your damn business.

And I bet you always
carry a gun.

Snakes are a bitch
down here.

You work for the zoo?

What do you do?

I'm a photographer.

On a job.

You gonna make me famous?

These men
bothering you, sis?

No problem, amigo.

Are you sure you
don't know Felix?

Dead certain.

I'm Max.
Max Taylor.

Thanks.

I'll help you take your horses
to your friends.

- No thanks.
- I insist.

The word is "no."

Are we dating, and I'm just
to dumb to know it?

Sorry.

Kind of risky you being
south of the border, isn't it?

Anything else you
can remember?

I can't remember
anything else!

Your man, he work
for the government.

Why he so interested
in the American girl?

I don't know!

You lie, you die.

Chris said he wanted her
to testify in some case.

Ah, you live
a little longer.

Let me go.
I don't know anything!

Maybe you don't know
nothing.

I really don't.

Shallow grave, okay.

Lay down!

No! No! No!

Any last words?

Paradise.

Paradise?

It's a small ghost town
near Los Flores.

Hola, Padre.

I've learned
that she's headed to

a ghost town
near Los Flores, Paradise,

with the cowboy
and the FBI agent.

I understand.

I thought you said it was
a short ride to Paradise.

We're taking
the long way, genius.

Well, remember,
we got to be in Naco

by next Thursday
with the goods.

The American,
in Los Flores,

he knew who you were.

How long you notice
he's been following us?

Maybe sunset.

What the hell are you
talking about?

Ask him.

Who the hell are you?!

My newest boyfriend,
Max Taylor.

Max, met Chris and Jake.

You need to
get out of here.

I've tried that approach.

What's up?

You ain't
photographing crap.

I know who AJ Parker is.

She's worth a lot of money.

AJ stays here.

She's worth more to me.

You got a death wish
coming down here with that girl.

So, I thought, what
are you assholes doing?

Must be worth
a lot of money.

I see those metal detectors
and that pretty coin

around that pretty neck.

- What do you want?
- To be a partner.

- Listen, you son of a...
- Don't get yourself killed.

Make me a partner
or kill me.

Kill him, Jake.
Kill the bastard.

You're not a cold blooded
murderer, are you?

Problem I got, is what happens
when the next stranger

comes in here and has more
balls than brains.

It's a dilemma.

No, it's dumb luck.

Jake, kill him.

It ain't all that easy.

Doesn't seem to be
that hard for AJ.

I'm going to need those
when the bandits

in Los Flores
catch up with us.

Unsaddle your horse.
We'll sleep on it.

I vote we shoot him.

Yeah?

I think you're
right for once.

The person that shoots him
is a murderer.

The other two
can hold it over him.

Then we'll all have
to shoot him.

This is bullshit.

The guy's a pro.

He'll wait till we find
the gold, then kill us all.

We have to shoot him.

He didn't shoot AJ
in Los Flores

and collect her reward.

He smells bigger money.

I won't kill him.

Then none of us will.

Thanks for
saving my life.

Jake, did you
see them?

See who?

Riders on the right,
about a minute ago.

I just caught
a glimpse of them.

Damn, I'm getting old.

No, it was pure luck
I saw them. They're good.

What the hell
is that?

We've got company.

What's the plan?

Get out
of the ravine, now.

Come on, hyah!

Well...

I didn't know it was you.

You forget something?

I forgot
how pretty she is.

I missed you.

Pictures I took of
you in Los Flores,

they're not ready yet.

Oh, pictures.

Like my friend Raul
would say here,

"We don't need
your stinking pictures."

This is the only picture
that makes a difference.

Now you come with us,
and no one needs to get hurt.

And you can still leave.

Of course.

But with the woman.

You know, my great granddaddy,
John Slaughter,

had a saying.

What was that, cowboy?

Sometimes, you just got
to kill everybody.

This is impossible.

- I stopped the bleeding.
- He saved my life.

He has kids and a wife.

I swear they're
starting to stink.

He's got kids and a wife.

You want me
to dump him?

No, he's alive.

No kidding?

- Well, we got to get going.
- No, we got to go back.

We're not going back!

This is about
more than money!

There's cartel and federale
waiting in Los Flores.

There's only one way out.

Enough pissing and moaning.
Let's go!

- I'll stay with him.
- No, I'll stay.

No, I'll stay.
He's dying.

Take Chris,
get to Paradise.

Good idea.
Let's move.

Gather our horses,
scatter the rest.

Hey, Chris!
Scatter the rest!

Take ours,
head to Canyon Diablo.

Felix thinks
we're going that way.

Take the rockiest path
to Paradise.

But you don't know
the way.

I'll track you easy.
Get going. Go! Go!

Whoa.

Felix, I'm shot.
I need a doctor.

Yeah, well go rub
some dirt in it.

Yeah?

Pablo.

Look, we need
some more men, okay?

Some of those killers, those
mercenaries, some hired guns.

Yeah.

Yeah, she shot up my guys,
and then they road off.

Yeah.

Pablo, she's dangerous.

Felix, don't mess
with that woman.

Yeah.

She was moving towards
Canyon Diablo.

I don't know why.

Yeah.

Look, if it was up to me,
I'd let the wolves have her.

All right.

Pablo, this isn't what we do.

All right.

You're the boss.

Yeah.

I can be there, uh...

...in the morning.

God!

Do you have to sneak up
on me like that?

There's no sign of Jake.

Or the bad guys.

I don't need
to look again.

He should
be coming by now.

Maybe Felix
caught up to him.

I don't know about that.

What I do know.

Our future
lies behind us.

You get the supplies.

I'll get the horses
out of sight.

Kind of bossy,
aren't you?

I just figured
you'd want to get

these metal detectors
fired up.

Ah, good idea.

I'll get the saddlebags.

I don't think we should stick
around here too long.

I thought you set
on waiting for Jake.

I think we should
just get rich

and get the hell
out of here.

These metal detectors are crap.

So there aren't any gold coins
in the saloon, calm down.

Bastard buys cheap
metal detectors.

How are you planning
to get me across at Naco?

I've got you covered.

You wouldn't screw me,
would you?

Well, I'm the one
that should have

a trust issue,
beautiful.

How's that?

What's all this
killing business about?

I do what I got to do.

Maybe killing's too easy
for you.

Shit!

You scared me!

You made it.

Numbskulls.

Why the hell
isn't anyone out on watch?

Chris, get to the ridge,
take first watch.

Hey, you fall asleep,
I'll brand you.

You're a sight
for sore eyes.

You look good
to me, too.

Max...

He died easy.

I know it's beneath you,
but you think you can help me

with my boots?

Did you bury him?

I put a little dirt on him,
and I said a prayer.

Is Chris planning to take me
through Naco with you?

Sure.

I sure would hate
to have to shoot him.

You guys do what
you guys do.

No!

For someone who's
so smart, you know,

you didn't even reload
your own damn gun.

Yeah, right.

You don't even got the balls
to shoot anyone.

Hey, you agreed we weren't
taking her back.

The hell I did.

Hey, your problem is you're
more interested

in her T-shirts
than our agreement.

Is that right?

Yeah?

I'll do it myself!

If I go through one more
spooky building alone,

I'm going to scream.

Try lugging this
damn metal detector around.

We got to be in Naco
in three days.

We'll never make it
if we keep going through

all the buildings
like this.

Don't forget about
Felix and his pals.

What did
the Mexican say again?

He's dead certain that
the coins were underfoot

and that he found a gold coin
in the old saloon.

I'm glad you shot
that S.O.B.

We agreed

tomorrow's
the last day.

- A day and a half.
- One more day!

Shit!

I left my camera bag
in the hotel.

Will one of you
go with me?

Sorry, beautiful,
no can do.

Better get to the ridge
and take a look

before it gets too dark.

My heroes.

Like I want to be left alone.

Jake! Chris!

Jake!

That Mexican sure
steered us wrong.

There's a difference
between hotel and saloon

in Spanish.

I know.

You need a breather?

I'll take
one damn coin.

Crawl under here
and take a look.

Watch for snakes.

One damn coin.

Proves they're here.

No, they took them south
to Tampico.

You're wrong.

There's nothing.

Nothing.

Kill the lights.

Better than nothing.

This coin, I'll watch.

Nothing but hornets.

- Are you sure?
- There's nothing!

I sure wish you would
volunteer for

some of these
small spaces.

Jake's expecting me to
take over up on the ridge.

This lookout stuff
is crap.

We'd be twice as effective
without it.

Hey, what's going on
between you and Jake?

What the hell
are you talking about?

I've seen him
looking at you.

- Maybe you should ask him.
- Ah!

We're coming up empty.

How's your ex?

You wouldn't believe it.

Well, you better
believe this.

There must be
a couple dozen of them.

You sure draw
a hell of a crowd.

They're heading
to Canyon Diablo.

Yeah, they'll
search there

and head this way
in the morning.

Just one other thing.

Watch your back.

So?

So, they're camped out
north of the canyon.

I can see their smoke.

They're a little
overconfident.

They think they've
got us trapped.

Pretty close to the truth.

If we leave at first light,
do you think

we can work around them?

It won't be easy.

I didn't want it to end
like this.

We'll get some money
with the coin that I found.

No, I meant
in the graveyard.

Well at least
we're not six feet under.

Underfoot.

Coins are underfoot.

Remember me telling you
about Henry and McBride

being shot in Tampico?

They're not buried here?

Not supposed to be.

Dig faster.
Try keeping up with me.

My God, there's so much.

Get the horses,
saddle all the horses.

I'm rich!

Mwah.

Money ain't gonna
fix that.

So many people to bribe.

So little time.

You want to tell
me about it?

What are you going to do
with your cut?

Oh, I'm a simple man,

I'd buy a shoreline

and drink margaritas
and watch sunsets.

That's it?

My heart's set on
a million acre ranch in Texas.

Why don't you get
some sleep?

I'll wake you
at first light.

She took one!

The bitch took a sack
last night!

You're an idiot.

I'll show her.

And a fool.

You really aren't taking her
back across, are you?

That's the plan.

That's your plan.

What are you guys
talking about?

About how Chris is going
to screw you over.

Too late for that.

Screw both of you.

You guys need to get a grip
on reality real soon.

And what might
that be?

You sitting around
on your butt like usual?

She's right.

Right about what?

We need more horses.

We got too much.

One day,
we're too broke to swim,

and the next day,
we're drowning in gold.

Not funny.

We take even shares
and stash the rest.

We can't.

You take your
gold and stay.

Take mine and head to Naco
before our luck runs out.

Our luck
just ran out.

Senorita Parker!

Who the hell is that?

- Friend of yours?
- I'll take care of it.

No.

Not without me.

What about the gold?

I've been looking for you.

How the hell
did he find us?

Miss Joan,
she was most helpful.

Chris, did you
tell your girlfriend

where we were going?

But...

she's not helpful no more.

Let's just
get out of here.

We make love now.

Let's move.

So good to see you again,
Senorita Parker.

Last time,
you spoiled my fun.

This time, I don't
make the same mistake.

Oh, you recognize
me, punta?

Aah!

You remember
our Christmas ride?

Aah!

I remember the stench!

Oh, you like it rough?

Hector likes rough.

I think we really play
rough now.

I thought I killed you
last time.

You killed my friends.
I live!

Not for long,
you son of a bitch!

I had to save
the bastard from you.

Go get Chris. Go.

Go. I'll be all right. Go.
Son of a bitch.

Chris!

Chris, Jake needs you!

I figured out how we're going
to get our shares out.

You can't just
leave us here!

I was never planning
on taking you back.

Have fun with your
Mexican friends.

You son of a bitch!

I'll get you back!

No, you won't.

When you shot those guys
in the desert,

did they die with smiles
on their faces?

You pathetic greedy
little man.

Go to hell.

That was easier than I thought.

Ah!

Mwah!

Jake got soft on me.

I should have shot her again.

Double tap rule.

Always remember.

No, no, no, I got her clean.

I did the right thing, didn't I?

It's them.

Three riders and a pack horse.

The did not
go to Paradise?

No, no, these tracks
head towards the border.

Make sure there's nothing
left in Paradise but ghosts.

All right. Let's ride.

Vamos!

This has got
to be heaven.

Thank God you're awake.

What happened out there?

Chris shot me.

Took the gold.

How are you?

Breathing better.

Chris couldn't hit
the broadside of a barn.

Managed to tag this.

Now it's worthless.

I don't think
it's worthless.

It looks worth
a million bucks to me.

He took the horses,
the gold.

It's all right.

Except we need
the horses.

How did you
get me down here?

You helped a lot more
than you remember.

At least we're both
still alive.

What do you got going on
with the cartels?

Long or short?

We ain't got long.

Hector,
the ugly guy you shot,

he's one of the guys that tried
to kill me six months ago.

I killed
a couple of his pals.

Thought I killed him.
Obviously I was wrong.

What do they got
against you?

Well, I was shooting
some drug stuff,

the smugglers
were cooperating,

the federales
were financing.

Some horny old guy invited me
to a Christmas party in Hermosa.

So I went.

That horny old guy
turned out to be

Pablo Estanza's father.

You keep bad company.

Everyone was there.

It was early morning
when Pablo came to

the realization
that I spoke fluent Spanish

and that I knew
way too much.

So Hector decided I needed
a one way ticket to the desert.

What's your other
curiosity?

What's your dream?

Mountains.

Colorado.

Home.

Where are the other horses?

No!

No!

You bastards!

I know your game!

You're not stealing my gold.

Jake.

They're here! Let's move!

Why are we moving?

We got to get
to a safer place.

There ain't
a safer place.

Shut up! I don't have
the time to argue.

You can't hide
in this town.

They would have
been here by now.

They tracked
Chris' trail.

We got a couple of hours,

then we're going
to have company.

I can think of a few things
left to do.

Senorita Parker!

How nice
it is to see you again.

Can you shoot?

I can do more than that.

Let's go.

Go!

Hey!

I'm out.

Ah!

Damn, we're trapped!

I've had it worse.

Should have left this woman
to the wolves.

Bring the horses.

What in the hell
are they waiting for?

Andele.

How we looking?

Cowards are riding off.

I should have shot her again.

AJ, leave me.

There's no way.

Really?

Suck it up, cowboy.

The tracks are up ahead.

Think you need
a longer post.

Or a newly poor cowboy.

We can't take this
contraption.

So, if we take it north,
we run into Walker Canyon,

and it's a 2,000 foot
free fall.

Can you help?

Yeah, a 2,000 foot
free fall kills most people.

I can handle this.

I'm a smart guy.

Get to Naco.

Get a few supplies, some men.

Men I can trust.

You thought I was stupid enough
to forget to mark my stash, huh?

These superstitious peasants
won't bother a grave.

Easy, easy.

Well, is she dead?

We set fire
to the building.

Did you see her burn?

No.

I will give you the benefit
of the doubt this time.

This man,
he knew better.

But you, Americano,
I can use someone like you.

Go to Paradise
and kill them.

If I see you again
before this has happened,

the flies will feed
on you, as well.

So, you have now lied
to me twice.

Once about the woman,
once about the town.

I think I kill you now.

Gold!

I can give you gold.

I don't see no gold!

He'll try the old 'gold buried

in the desert' trick.

Where's the girl?

I've got gold!

I don't want gold.

I want AJ Parker.

My dog, Muchacho, thinks
I should just kill you now.

She... She's in Paradise!

But you can't have her.

Yes.

I can.

Aaah!

You were leaving me?!

The hell I was!

Give me your cigar!

How close does this get us
to the canyon?

Too damn close!
We're running out of track!

Short sighted!

What? I can't have
an exit strategy?

Just like
old times, huh, AJ?

Just like old times!

You did good, AJ!

Better to be alive
and poor then.

How about
alive and rich?

Damn if I ain't in love!

Colorado?

And Caribbean?

I didn't say I wouldn't.

No, you just didn't
buy a ticket.

I've got some stuff
to do at home first.

Maybe in a week or two.

Some stuff to do?

If I don't know the queen
of lame excuses.

I'll be buying a ranch
in Texas for a week.

And, um...

I expect to see you.

After?

Oh, either I'll be there,
or I won't.

Jake! Wait!

I knew it.

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