All language subtitles for Streets of San Francisco S04E22 Alien Country.DVDRip.NonHI.en

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Now, how long have
you been in this state?

Nine years.

Citizen?

Yes.

Where were you born?

New Mexico.

Carlsbad, New Mexico.

Age?

Twenty-nine.

All right.

You can see the
foreman in the yard.

Oh, thanks.

Immigration officers.
Stay where you are.

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Okay, don't make it
any tougher on yourself.

Let me see those papers.

What?

Let me see those papers.

Hey.

We got a tip the
plant was employing

a large number
of illegal aliens.

A mass roundup's
standard practice.

Mass panic is more like it.

I don't like this kind
of operation, either,

but it has to be done.

The only thing that can happen

to an illegal alien
is deportation, right?

Free ride home.

For most of them,
it's a round-trip.

Next week, next month,
they'll be right back.

Well, why would that
be a cause for murder?

All right, gentlemen,
thank you all very much.

What about the witness?

Well, they saw a man
standing over a body.

They don't know who he is.
They don't think he worked here.

Any description?

Yeah, he's about five-foot,
ten inches, medium build,

wearing a green
windbreaker, tie.

I don't think they
know anything more.

They seem pretty scared.

Torres, you and Donnelly
take them downtown.

Explain to them
they're only being

taken downtown as witnesses.

Not to worry. Nobody's
going to hurt them.

One of your men said

- you might be interested in these.
- What are they?

Forged visas and green cards
enabling the holder to work.

I can't be too
sure till I've seen

- the serial numbers on them.
- Sure of what?

About three months ago,
our offices were broken into.

Some blank visas and work
permit forms were stolen.

These could be some of them.

There could be some
kind of connection?

Some people think a living
wage is worth dying for.

If you don't need
me for anything else...

No, that's... that's all right.

Thanks.

- Inspector?
- Yes, Mrs. Corby.

I heard what you said, and
I think maybe I might help.

Good.

- Uh, you mentioned a man wearing a tie.
- Right.

I hired a new man this morning

just before the
immigration people came.

Uh, Rudy Costa.

He, uh... he was so
scrubbed and neat.

Well, you just don't see
ties like that around here.

So he hadn't gone to work yet.

No, he's to start work

on the loading docks
tomorrow morning.

Then the other
workers didn't know him.

That's right.

He said he was
a citizen, but, well,

after a while, you get to know

when they're not
telling the truth.

But you hired him anyway.

They come here
desperate for work.

Say, do you have a
personnel file on him?

In my office.

You know, other places hire
illegals just to pay them less

or keep their Social
Security withholding.

We never do that.

It's just that they come
here so full of dreams,

so much ambition.

Who are we to say no?

Such dreams, such ambitions.

Hmm, what's that?

Nothing. I'm just, uh, admiring
the luxurious accommodations

you got around here.

How long did you say
he lived here, Mr., uh...?

Uh, T.J. That's for Tijuana.

I lived down there years
ago working at the track.

That's how I got my great
feeling for these folks.

T.J., about Costa?

I'm only telling you this
because you're cops,

you understand?

I wouldn't let you in here
if you was immigration.

Yeah, we understand.

Hey, we got a rep
for a safe place, okay?

Uh, well, Costa's been here
for a week looking for work.

Never made no trouble.

When did you see him last?

Oh, this morning.

And he was feeling kind of down

because he hadn't
found any work.

Too many people ask
him the kind of questions

he could never answer.

You're talking
about citizenship.

Well, what else?

Is this Costa here?

Yeah, and his kids.

Guy just won't shut
up about his great kids.

Well, the next time you see
him, give us a call, will you?

Day or night.

Sure, I'll call. I'll call.

What you say you want Rudy for?

Just call.

Otherwise, uh,

there will be more
immigration men coming in

and out of here, and nobody
will remember your rep.

Oh, Lieutenant, I'll call.

I know you will.

Now, let's show this
to our two witnesses.

Maybe they can make an I.D.

What, then wait
for T.J. to call?

A suitcase and a
couple of photographs

isn't much to come back to.

Well, it might be if
that's all you've got.

I don't know.

You know, if Costa's our
boy and he doesn't show up,

how would you like
to make a little trip?

- Up north?
- Arborville.

Application says
that's where he's from.

He might go back
there and try to hide.

The wine country.

Won't be back for a weekend.

Yeah, with somebody about
50 pounds lighter than you,

soft skin and wavy hair.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Now, that was me 20 years ago.

Soft skin? Ha!

You can forget it.

Thanks a lot.

Papa, Papa!

Hey, muchachos.

Yeah, that's the
kind of greeting

- that makes me feel like a king.
- Yeah?

- Everything all right?
- Yeah.

Everything's fine, huh?

- Yeah.
- Hello.

They haven't been the
same without you, Mr. Costa.

No trouble in school?

No, not really.

Their work is excellent.

But, uh, the talking?

Esteban takes over
my class every morning.

Esteban, you can talk
when you're grown-up

and you got something to say.

How many times do I tell
you how important school is?

Even to get a job
without it's impossible.

Did you get a job, Papa?
Are you going to stay home?

Yes.

And you know why I'm
so happy to be back?

Why?

'Cause, without your
constant chattering,

the world was too silent.

Now, say good-bye to
Miss Drake. We got to go.

- Bye-bye. See you tomorrow.
- Thank you.

Bye. Bye.

Where are we going,
Papa? To San Francisco?

- To Bernardo's.
- Oh.

When can we go to the
ocean? When, Papa?

Someday.

When things are better, mijito.

Okay.

The people of San Francisco

think their food is good.

Delicioso, Jessie.

You have eaten so much,
Rudy, I almost believe you.

All right, all
right, no giggles.

I think it's time you
got ready for bed.

But, Uncle Bernardo,
it's not dark yet.

Esteban, he didn't
say go to bed.

He said to get ready for bed.

- Oh...
- "Oh..."

I will help him.

You know, you haven't said
one word about San Francisco.

Mmm.

Well, it's a beautiful city,

but I think it's
a little bit too big

for a field-worker like me.

Rudy, I know you since
you first come to this country.

And I know the world.

You don't have to smile for me.

I got a job at a lumber
yard, but there was trouble.

Immigration men came,
and a man was killed.

I had to run.

Run? Why?

You know why.

You and Jessie got your papers.

What could I show
them? I got no rights.

That's not true,
and you know it.

Bernardo, even if I could
prove I was innocent,

they would still deport me.

- Now, what happens to my kids, then?
- Shh.

They were born in this
country, both of them.

They're citizens.

As long as I am alive, they
always have a home here.

But you're not so young anymore,

and they have so many
years ahead of them.

Who will see to their education?

Bernardo, you've done enough.

You've done more than enough.

I got to find my own way.

Well, you know, you won't
find any jobs here in town.

Yeah, I know.

I'll go to the high country.

Cheap labor's
always welcome there.

He's not a local man.

Of course, there are a lot of
grape pickers up in the hills.

It's a big county.

I know most of the
troublemakers in the area,

but I don't know any Rudy Costa.

Well, he doesn't have a
record in the city, either,

but he's a good suspect.

'Cause he's Mexican?

No. No, because two witnesses
identified his photograph

as the guy they saw standing
over the body... that's why.

Sheriff, whatever else
he is doesn't interest us.

Okay, I'll do
what I can to help,

but I want something in return.

We got quite a few
unemployed around here.

They don't like competing
with illegals for jobs.

Do you think our investigation
here will stir things up?

Well, let's just say
I'd sure appreciate it

if you just played it cool.

You got it. Cool it is.

We'll just look for our
man and be on our way.

Good enough.

Now, you said you
wanted some directions.

Well, we got the name

of a couple associates of Costa.

Alma Drake and a
Bernardo Medina.

You know where we can find them?

Yeah.

You go straight down
here to Four Corners.

You turn left, you go
out about ten miles,

you look for a
mailbox on your right.

Ah, I steal the ball from you.

I steal the ball from you.

Look out, I steal the ball...

Hey, what you doing?

Over here.

No, you don't.

Hey, hey, wait a
minute, it's not fair.

Two against one
like that, it's not fair,

but you'll never get it.

Look out.

No, you don't! No, you don't.

What's up, guys?

- Come on, wise guys.
- Mr. Medina?

Goal! Two to one, Uncle
Bernardo. We're beating.

Not bad.

I was listening to
the referee's whistle.

Oh.

Go on, you play.

- Play without me for a while.
- Aw.

Bernardo Medina. What is wrong?

Lieutenant Stone,
San Francisco Police.

- This is Inspector Keller.
- Hi.

Listen, those are Rudy
Costa's kids, aren't they?

That's right.

Fine, strong boys, huh?

Yes.

Uh, Rudy went to San
Francisco last week.

Uh, is something
the matter with him?

We just want to
talk to him. That's all.

Yeah, he left the
city yesterday.

Uh, we thought he
may have come by here.

He used to live here, didn't he?

Yes.

Uh... but I haven't seen him.

Not since he left.

Did he work for you?

He, uh... he was a
handyman, mostly.

Until there was no work.

That's why he left for the city.

Mike, why don't
we talk to the kids?

- Maybe they saw him.
- No.

If they knew anything,
they would tell me.

Uh, you see...

since their mother
died last year,

my wife and I, we
are like godparents.

And Rudy's oldest friends.

That's true.

Please.

Can't you tell me what's wrong?

Well, if you see or
hear from him again,

give the sheriff
a call, will you?

He knows how to reach us.

- Of course.
- Thank you.

And if you, uh, see him...

could you call me so
I won't have to worry?

Fair enough.

Okay.

Like the sheriff
said, it's a big county.

Where do you want to start?

We start with what we've got.

Costa's references.

You can tour the wine
country on your own time.

And your own expenses.

Yes, sir.

Costa, I'm sorry,

but I've got to see your green
card before I can hire you.

Like I told you, Mr. Courtney,

I lost it, but...
I'll do a good job.

Well, there's nothing personal.

It's just that... well, the way
the immigration laws are,

and the hard feeling in town,

I have to stick
strictly to the rules.

To protect yourself.

It'd be cheaper for me

if I could hire illegals.

But it wouldn't be very safe.

Not anymore.

Anything else, Harry?

No, uh, everything's fine.

Just fine.

Look, I'll see you
back at the house.

I'd like to go over some
bills with you, okay?

Right.

Well, that's it?

I checked all the small
growers. There ain't nothing.

Nothing at all.

I'm sorry, Rudy.

You know, my... my
dad's put 30 years

of hard work into this place,

and I guess you protect
30 years of sweat.

Against me?

- Yeah, I know.
- See you later, Harry.

Hey... Costa?

Yeah?

Uh... I talked to the old man
in San Angelo, you know.

He told me you're
a real good worker.

So, what good is that?

For your father, I still
need a green card.

Well... maybe you
can get you one.

I don't think you understand.

No, I don't think
you understand.

See, uh... I know this guy.

He sells them.

Excuse me.

Uh, I'm looking for a guy
named, uh, Ramone Montoya.

You know where he is?

Thanks.

Mr. Montoya?

Bad luck those two
guys at the factory

seeing you instead of me.

What can you do?

Go to the police?

They'd never believe you.

Never believe an alien.

You go up for murder, not me.

But you killed a man,
Montoya. That don't worry you?

How does worry help?

I didn't mean to do it.

Hey, I'm trying to
help my people, too.

What could I do?

I was loaded down with those
papers, visas and permits.

If I was caught,

I would have
gotten in big trouble.

Yeah. And you're not now, huh?

Well, I'm not running away.

You are.

A cop looks at you
sideways, you're deported.

Of course, that's
better than life in prison.

Well, they're not
going to deport me.

I won't let them. I
got my family here.

Rudy, I'm afraid that
makes you a customer.

How about a trade?

You forget what you
saw in San Francisco,

and I'll get you a green
card right now for half price.

How much?

Well, 100 bucks... half price.

Okay.

Okay, free.

I might even help you get
your hands on some real money

doing special jobs for me, hmm?

Take care.

I see your friend
Montoya's back.

He ain't my friend.
Just a neighbor's all.

Looks like he's got one
of them aliens with him.

I bet that's the one
that takes your job.

How do you clowns
know so much, huh?

Saturday, an old man
who doesn't even know

how to speak English
took Marty's job.

Last month, they got mine.

What do you need,
Miguel, a road map?

I'd like to see one of
them run this station.

I wouldn't buy anything
on time if I was you.

Everything in my
house is almost paid for.

Now I got to tell my wife

to give up the washer,
dryer and color TV.

Doesn't bother Montoya, though.

He knows, the harder times get,

the more places
are going to want

to hire them
dollar-an-hour illegals.

Nobody's ever seen him
drive in a load of aliens.

Some things you
just know, Miguel.

Somebody ought to
teach him a lesson.

I have to play
teacher by myself?

Just take this to
Harry Courtney,

you'll go right to work.

It's better than a
mug shot, all right?

Just do what I tell you, Rudy,
nobody will question you.

Hey, I know how to
run my business, huh?

Montoya!

I'm going to put
you out of business.

Whoo-ee!

Hey, Rudy, you're okay, kid.

Let me tell you something.

Uh, I won't forget
your help, you hear?

I wasn't fighting for you.

We're investigating a
homicide, Miss Drake.

Homicide? Oh, he
couldn't be involved.

You know the Immigration
Department is looking for him,

that Rudy's an illegal alien?

No, I didn't, but I do
know that Rudy is a...

a gentle, hardworking man
who... who's done a fine job

of being both mother
and father to his two boys.

Are there any
better qualifications

for good citizenship?

No, I don't believe there
are, but if he's innocent,

it's his duty to
cooperate with the police.

You mean it's mine.

Yes, I did see Rudy yesterday.

He came by the school
to pick up his two children.

Do you know where he took them?

To the Medinas'.

That's where they were staying.

Yes, we know that.

The next time you see him
again, will you notify the sheriff?

He knows how to
get in touch with us.

Yes, I'll call, but only
because I'm sure you're wrong.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Well, back to
Medina's. I don't know.

Every reference we have
on this list is protecting him.

And they'll go on
covering for him.

The sheriff said
he'd help us out.

I think I'm going to ask
him for enough manpower

for a 24-hour stakeout.

What kind of stakeout?

The kids.

If Medina hasn't tipped him off,
he'll come back to see his boys.

Everybody says
he's a good father.

Well, what do you want me to do,

go around beating
the bushes for weeks?

He knows this area
better than we do.

He could hide out in it forever.

And we're sure getting no Costa.

Don't tell me my job, Reeves.

You got any hard
proof, just dish it out.

Listen, Jackson, every
man in this county,

even you, knows that
Montoya's shipping in illegals.

I don't deal with rumors.

Now, if you want to
press assault charges

against Montoya and
his friend, just sign here.

Lieutenant, Inspector,
did you find him?

No. Well, we know Costa's
around here somewhere,

but all his friends
are protecting him.

Listen, do us a
favor, will you, Sheriff?

Have these printed up,
give them to your deputies.

Maybe they can help us out.

That's the guy
who's with Montoya.

You know him?

Yeah, he and, uh, Montoya

assaulted me less
than an hour ago.

Where did it happen?

At Montoya's trailer.

He won't be there now.

I heard him say something

about getting a
job at a vineyard.

You know which one?

Look, Jackson,

what are you going
to do about Montoya?

You didn't sign.

I don't want him
for a fistfight.

I want him for
shipping illegals.

Then bring me proof.

Okay.

I'm going to do
your job for you.

You just sit here and
suck on your pipe.

That's one of the troublemakers
I was talking about.

Say, do you have any idea
what vineyard he'd go to?

The big ones are doing fine.
They don't need any help.

Smaller growers, there's
about half a dozen I have to see.

Would you mind
loaning us another car?

Sure. Why not?

Start here... It's
the closest one.

Say, uh, did you see a guy
here by the name of Montoya?

You haven't, huh?

Believe me, Inspector,

if I thought there was
anything wrong at all,

I never would have hired him.

That's all right,
Mr. Courtney. I understand.

Now, you said the
south vineyard?

- Yeah.
- Okay, thank you.

Costa!

Costa!

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Costa!

Don't make it worse!

♪♪

Anybody home?

♪♪

Man.

Some people just never give up.

You found it.

Now you're going
to have to eat it.

At first, we thought he'd
been cut by broken glass,

but the windows never
shattered; they just cracked.

Besides, the
wounds are too deep.

No skid marks, either.

Deputy coroner
finally laid it out.

He'd been stabbed
about five times

with a six-inch blade.

You think it was Costa?

He already stabbed
one guy, didn't he?

Well, we don't know that yet.

- What about Montoya?
- Thought of him first,

especially the way Reeves
was talking about him,

but we racked him up
in a bar over in Levitt.

Three drinking
buddies and a bartender

swear he was there all night.

It just doesn't make any sense.

Well, maybe Costa figured

Reeves blew the whistle on him.

So he went back
there and killed him...

for revenge, is that it?

Well, all I know is, your
suspect is my baby now.

And I don't like unsolved
murders this close to election.

Lenny, this is Jackson.

I want a request for
immediate assistance

sent out to Levittville, Dawson
and the Highway Patrol.

We got ourselves a
county-wide search.

Suspect: Rudy Costa,
armed and dangerous.

Use the photo and
description on my desk.

Hey, are those Reeves' things?

May I see them?

Alien registration card.

Yeah, it's a work
card, a green card.

Well, not just any
ordinary green card.

Look.

Name, place of entry, picture.

All the important
information is left blank.

You wake up every
last reserve deputy,

and you get them
down to the office, huh?

Lieutenant.

Inspector.

Want to come with us?

No, I don't think so.

There are some other things
we want to check out first.

- May I borrow this?
- Sure.

Thanks.

Sheriff?

You're going to
need all the guns

and off-road
vehicles you can get.

We'd sure like to help you out.

Hutch, you and your
friends can help me out

by driving home
and staying home.

This ain't hunting season.

- Who is it?
- Rudy.

- Who?
- Rudy Costa.

What are you doing here?

You're supposed
to be at Courtney's.

A policeman from San
Francisco came looking for me.

- Wait a minute. What?
- A cop came. I had to run away.

I've been in the
hills all night.

Why did you come to me?

Will you get in there?

Look.

You said you'd help me.

I don't got any money,
I got to get out of here.

Hey, I don't loan
money. I'm not a bank.

What I am is a businessman.

Now, I do something for you,
and you do something for me.

Now, you remember the
odd jobs I told you about?

I got one for you.

Pays 300 bucks.

What do I got to do?

Drive a truck.

Well, go to Salinas, and, uh...

pick up a load for me.

What kind of load?

Does it matter?

Hmm?

No.

No, I guess not.

Be right back.

Thanks, Mr. Berkson.

Yes, I'll let you know.

Immigration come through?

Uh-huh.

A complete list of
visa and work permits

stolen in that office robbery.

And right here,

our little green card is
right there in the center.

Well, then, how
did Reeves get it?

Well, maybe he stole it.

What have you got on Montoya?

Possession of stolen
goods, burglary,

sale of stolen goods...

He's got a record a mile long.

You know what bothers me?

Costa.

What was he doing with
Montoya in that factory?

Well, they could have
been in business together.

Oh, no, no.

Why would he fill out his
application with his real name?

I don't buy that. I
don't buy that at all.

Let's go to the post office.

Send out a telex
to headquarters.

Maybe the witnesses
will recognize him.

You know, if Montoya was
in San Francisco last week,

he could have done more
than forge green cards.

- Like killing...
- Well, that's why we

have to find Costa
before Reeves' friends do.

How's it going, Harry?

What's he doing here?

He's the new driver.

Now, just a minute.

- Luna is our driver.
- Luna's sick.

Just tell Rudy
where your truck is.

Uh, truck's in the
barn over here.

Good to see you, Harry.

Uh...

Uh, his pay's coming
out of your share, right?

Sure.

Everybody gets paid
what they're worth.

Relax, Harry.

Take it easy, man.

Just a standard shift there.

I'd go real easy on the clutch.

You got a throw-out
bearing. It's pretty weak.

I can handle it.

What is it?

Nothing.

Ah, something's wrong.

Mr. Courtney
owns all of this land.

- Mm-hmm.
- All these vines, everything.

Why this?

Yeah, why this?

Well, I'll tell you
something, Rudy.

We make good wine here.

Darn good wine.

So do all those big
combines out there, though.

And they can afford to
undersell us, you know.

Now, most of the small,
uh, growers like us, they...

they cut quality
wages, hire illegals.

You think my old
man's going to do that?

Not a chance. Not a chance.

So, every time we, uh,
need to make payroll...

I handle myself a
delivery for Montoya.

And that's how we
stay in business.

My dad don't know
nothing about this.

I take care of the books, too.

Come on, you ought
to have a look at this.

Once you get everybody in here,

fill up this area with
some more cases.

How many go in there?

All we can get in.

They bring them across the
border to Sacramento, Salinas.

Then they're trucked
into places like this.

What do you do with them?

Keep them here a few days.

Then Montoya scatters
them out across the country.

One here, one there.

Like animals, no?

Be careful, now.

So, how do you like church?

- It's okay.
- It's okay, huh?

- Yeah.
- You're lucky.

I didn't understand
one word he said.

It's true!

You know, when
I was a little boy,

- I was always ready to...
- Mr. Medina?

Could we talk to you, please?

- Bernardo...
- Shh, shh.

You take the boys home.

I'll be there later. Go on, now.

- But...
- Go.

Go on.

Don't worry, hear?

Go.

You lied to us.

Rudy Costa's here,
and you knew it.

See, he's wanted for
murder, Mr. Medina,

and there's a dragnet out
on him for a second murder.

On a Stanley Reeves.

Rudy is no murderer.

He may not get a
chance to prove it

if Reeves and his friends
find him before we do.

Now, we know that he worked
at the Courtney Vineyard

with a forged green card.

What we want to know
is: where is he now?

Lieutenant, I don't
know where he is.

And if you did,
would you tell us?

You know a man named
Ramone Montoya?

Yes, I've heard of him.

Is Rudy working for him?

He wouldn't even talk
to a man like Montoya.

I'm afraid he's doing
a lot more than talking.

He fought for him.

Now, listen.

If you see or hear
from him again,

my advice to you
is bring him in.

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Where's Rudy Costa?

You're crazy, man. Let me go!

Tell me! Tell me
or I break your arm.

He's... he's gone, man.

Where? Where?!

S-Salinas. He's working
for me smuggling illegals.

I don't believe you.

Let me go. Let me
tell you something.

Your friend's in
it up to his neck.

You blow the whistle, and
Rudy gets picked up first.

Now, let me go!

Where's he taking them?

To the Courtneys'.

Yeah.

They're friends of
yours, too, aren't they?

Come at me again, you're
going to be a dead man.

Is that what you
stuck Reeves with?

You know, you're going to
cause yourself a lot of trouble

by sticking your nose
in where it don't belong.

You... you're the one
who's going to be in trouble...

after I talk with the sheriff.

Hey, old man...

you go on and do your talking.

And then I'll do mine...

to the immigration
office about you.

That's right.

So, don't give me any of
that holier-than-thou stuff.

You know, people in trouble,
they come to me for favors.

You remember a while
back old man Sandine?

I did him a favor once,
just before he died.

He, uh, told me
an interesting story

about, uh, you and
your wife Jessie.

You know, you've been
telling everyone for 30 years

that you're a
natural-born citizen.

Well, Mr. Holy Medina,

I know you're
just another illegal.

So you go on and
talk to the sheriff.

Only don't forget...

Then he has to talk to me.

And that puts you on the
first bus back home, doesn't it?

Sheriff, we don't think
that Costa's our man.

Instead, we
believe it's Montoya.

You got something
I don't know about?

Well, we're checking
immigration right now.

Did you talk to Berkson?

Yeah, he got a positive
I.D. from the two witnesses.

Montoya was the guy

giving out phony green
cards at the factory.

- That's enough to pick him up.
- Right.

- Let's go.
- Wait a minute.

I'll take you.

I've been wanting to ask
Montoya a few questions myself.

ÌVámonos! Vámonos.

Montoya, you in there?

Montoya!

Forget it, Sheriff.

According to the neighbor,

Montoya's truck
left ten minutes ago.

Ten bucks' worth.

Thanks.

Marty, Miguel.

I'm at the station
to relieve Freddie.

I just saw that Rudy
Costa guy pull out.

I think he's heading
for the Courtneys'.

Will they let us sell the house?

We must see an attorney

for matters of such importance.

Whatever happens now, love,

you have made me
very happy in this country.

Yes, I'll call you right back.

Did you want to say something?

What you said about Rudy,
about wanting to help him...

That's not just police talk?

No.

We believe there's a good
chance Rudy did not kill anyone.

I think I... we know
where Rudy is right now.

Vámonos, señora. ìRápido!

It was a long trip, you know?

So what?

You going to give
something to eat or drink?

Yeah.

Later.

Sure.

I want my money now.

What's the matter
with you, Rudy? Relax.

You know, you're
going to die young.

Uh-oh, left my bread
in the truck at the barn.

- Harry...
- No.

I want you to pay me.

Hey, what's the matter?

- Montoya.
- What?

Let's just get this
thing over with, huh?

Look, I'll be right
with you, okay?

Easy, man. Come on.

- Jack.
- Yeah?

Take the truck up
there for me, will you?

Hey, wait a minute.

I want you to do me a favor.

After I pay him, why don't
you drive him somewhere

and dump amigo, okay?

Oh, and, uh, don't forget
to keep the money, okay?

Okay, I'm leaving now.

Yeah. Listen, Jack has
another errand to do,

so why don't you just tell him

where you want to
get dropped off, okay?

Hey, Montoya, look
at that. Who is that?

Who is that?!

You got to help me get those
people off of my property!

Come on, get up.
You all right? Come on.

Those people are in there!

Where's the key?

Uh, Montoya's got it.

Let's get out of here.

Costa!

There's people
stuck inside there!

Got to get them out.

You're not planning on
running again, are you?

No, I'm through running.

And you promise that, uh,
he won't have to go to prison?

All the charges against
Rudy have been dropped.

His testimony gives us

a pretty strong case
against Montoya.

But, uh, they will make
Rudy leave the country.

Well, after the trial, he will
be deported. That's right.

Uh, Mr. Courtney said
that he would sponsor him

as a legal immigrant.

He'll be back.

Did you hear that?

Why would Mr. Courtney do that?

If Rudy hadn't helped those
aliens get out of that shed,

Courtney would have been
indicted for multiple murders.

When will Jessie
and I have to leave?

Well... we're with
homicide, Mr. Medina.

That's immigration.

We can't do everybody's
work for them.

I am truly in your debt.

Well, now that you, uh,

mention it, you
know, we've been here

in the wine country
for a few days,

and, uh, think it'd be possible
to taste some of that vino?

You... you want to
taste a little vino?

A little vino?

You come with me. Come with me.