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Richard.

Hunt me down...

Hunt for me.

Man: Richie... Richie?

Jesus, is that you?

It's Warren, Warren pritchard.

Your brother sent me
to find you.

Could you just
put the knife down, please?

Thank you... he's got a job,
it's a big one.

Hey, are you all right?

Man: Come on in!

You heard me, devil dogs
and bad bitches!

Come on in for
the all-you-can-lick buffet

of the most beautiful, tastiest delicacies
south of the border!

We've got only one item
on the menu, that's true,

but we've got
every flavor under the Mexican moon!

- I did my part.

We got you across the border.

I'm not taking my children inside.

- We're done.
- Fine.

You three
stay out here with the devil's rejects,

have your own little altamont.

- Wasn't the deal.

- No, the deal was that we stick together
until Richie and I finish our deal.

- Lalalalala!

You heard me,
devil dogs and bad bitches!

Come on in!

We got pan Dulce
of every flavor for you

and any way you like it,

with all the fillings:

Camote, pina, calabaza.

Come on in and get it!

Hold it, now... hold it.

A new item has just
been added on the ala carte menu...

Sweet, hot...

Cherry pie.

- Okay, okay, easy, Tex...
- She's not gonna be on the menu.

- You leave that up to cherry.

Man: Come on, baby, yeah!

Man: What's up, baby?

Man: Did you see that?

- Well, we made it, brother.

Welcome to paradise.

- J“ hey baby qué pas6 j“

j“ thought I was your only vato j“

j“ hey baby qué pas6 j“

- I'm Karina... what's your name?

- He ain't interested.

- J“ let me show you how I feel j“

- how about you, cholo?
- I'm not a cholo.

- J“ and my corazon is real j“

j“ hey baby qué pas6 j“

j“ thought I was your only vato j“
- lose somebody?

J“ hey baby qué pas6 j“
- he's not here yet.

J“ won't you give me UN beso j“

j“ hey hey hey hey hey hey yeah j“

j“ hey hey hey yeah j“

hey.

I'm looking for a friend of mine,
name of Carlos madrigal.

Said he was gonna meet me here.

- Carlos ain't here.
- But he is on his way, right?

- He comes and goes
as he please.

- It's his place.
- This is his place?

J“ ...Your only vato j“

- you gonna drink or not?

- Yeah, let me get a tall bottle of your
best fire water, cochise.

- J“ come on baby turn around j“

- hey and do me a favor.

All right... when Carlos shows,
give me the high sign, all right?

- J“ don't you know that I love you j“

j“ and my corazon is real j“

j“ hey baby qué pas6 j“

j“ thought I was your only vato j“

j“ hey baby qué pas6 j“

j“ won't you give me UN beso j'j'

- I'm losing my mind.

- You're gonna lose a lot more
than that...

Finche.

- I'm not a rinche.

- Oh, you will be.

To beat the devil,
you got to play his game.

Can you see the way?

- Did culebras do this to you?

- Oh, you figured
that out all by yourself?

You're lucky they didn't take
my tongue.

- How can I find them?

- Follow the road into town.

Like the pinches culebras
they are,

you'll find them at the place
where there are many temptations.

Many sweet temptations.

- Why is this here?

It should have
been taken hours ago.

- We're waiting for your
approval, boss.

- If I ask for it, it was approved.

Man: Woah, yeah, baby.

Oh, yeah, baby.

- Hey, eyes on the prize.

- They are.

- Seth: Carlos said we were
gonna meet him at a bar,

not his bar.

- Yeah, so?
- So?

Look at me.

You do not close
a deal behind enemy lines, Richard.

You do it on neutral ground.

- You have the bonds, right?

- Yeah, I got it tucked right here
in my fruit of the looms.

- No, they're in the rv.
- Well, then stop your whimpering...

You control the board.

-Do I?

- Tonight everything must
be perfect.

- That's the twister, boss...
- We got this... we always do.

- Tonight is not just any night.

There's gonna be a war.

And only the strongest survive.

Are you strong?

Yes.

- I can't reach that busy little bitch boy
and I got to tell you,

I don't like
the looks of this place, all right?

- I don't like the way it looks at me.
- What?

- I don't know,
I just feel like I'm coming out of my skin.

Something ain't right here...
I can smell it.

- Okay, Seth,
you got to listen to yourself,

'cause you're starting to sound like
the crazy brother.

- Not for me...

- And not for them.
- Relax, red Ryder.

These buckaroos earned
their bonus.

So did you... drink up.

- Dad, can we?

- Absolutely not.

- Come on, pops...
- We're a band of brothers now.

Crossed the desert... didn't
even need Omar sharif.

- As I recall, he killed a man
for drinking out of the wrong well.

Seth: Yep.

I love that scene.

- We're not your brothers,
we're not your family.

We're your prisoners.

- Dad, don't.
- It's all right, little lady.

You see, papa bears grumble.

That's what papa bears do.

- You think you're in control 'cause
you got the keys?

Think you're
on top of the world.

But you're not... you're on
the bottom.

And you're scared.

- And you
think you're better than me.

You too good to have a drink with
a common thief, is that it?

Now, like it
or not, we are a family.

A broken, messed up, sad excuse
for a family.

But, goddamn it, we got
love for each other, don't we?

Love and forgiveness.

That's how
you get through the day, right?

So, here goes, sis.

I left some bodies on the ground
back in Kansas.

Now, no doubt
they were good men and true,

but they were in the wrong place
at the wrong time

and they stood
between me and my freedom.

So I did what I had to do.

I did what anybody would do.

Can you find it in your heart
to forgive me?

- I can't hear you.

- Yes.
- Yes, what?

I forgive you.

- Bingo.

Good job.

Now you.

- Now me, what?
- Confess.

- Well, I've never killed anyone.

- Well, you must have done something
real, real bad, right?

Something real, real bad that
papa bear here never, ever dreamed of.

Not even in his late-night
cable-TV, soft-core dreams, I bet?

- I caught her once...
- Ah!

Got to come from her.

Show time... we're all waiting...
What do you got?

- I French-kissed
Kyle in the back of the church.

Preacher's daughter playing
tongue hockey in the house of the lord.

Did you get religion, hmm?

Don't answer that...
We'll leave that one a secret.

And what about you, angel eyes?

If you were a cowboy,
you'd wear a black goddamn hat.

- You think you can tear us apart...
- It won't work.

- Oh, well, that's 'cause they already
heard your confession, right, padre?

They already heard
the gospel according to daddy.

Tie it all up in a nice, neat little
bow for 'em.

And lo, the marriage
was falling apart, he said.

That's why he crashed the car.

- You don't
know a thing about it.

- Except I never heard
a why, padre.

Why was mommy and
daddy's love on the rocks, huh?

- You better stop right there.

God's judgment's gonna come
down on me?

That's what you
were spewing back at the motel, right?

You said you had this coming.

Put your glasses up.

Here's to
the book of revelations.

It's like angels pissing
on my heart.

- So that's what that feels like.

- Well, I got to go
see a man about a horse.

Talk amongst yourselves.

Share your,
uh, sorrows, yourjoys.

I don't really give a shit.

Just remember...

I have the keys.

- Go to hell.

Man: Like the pinches culebras
they are,

you'll find them at the place
where there are many temptations.

Many sweet temptations.

- That guy you belted back there
called you a pinche rinche.

- Yes, he did.

- I know what that means.

- Aren't you just
a fountain of knowledge?

- I'd have belted him, too.

I caught some static when I first
put the star on,

but people like that need to know
there's no rinches out there anymore.

Just rangers.

- You tell 'em.

- I heard all the stories.

The rangers made a bad name for
themselves back then.

That's why
they call it the bad old days.

Some Mexican would go fugitive

and the rangers
would take that as an excuse

to ride around, shooting other Mexicans
until they got their guy.

- Yeah, I knew
some of them boys.

Rinches.

- Yeah?

- Yup.

Most of them didn't live long enough
to be put out to pasture.

Some of 'em stuck
around, changed their ways...

Or didn't get caught.

- Like I said, that ain't now.

We ain't got to shoot anybody
in the back to make a statement.

- You think that's all it was?

A bunch of Mexicans getting
shot in the back?

They'd hang them from
Willow trees in the crossroads,

two, three at a time, set 'em on fire,
dare somebody to come and cut 'em down.

Teach 'em a lesson.

- What lesson?

- Sometimes...

Even the worst kind
of brutality has its place.

- And what place is that?

- Place of dead roads,
last stop before hell.

Man: Sefior?

Mas café?

- Hey!

Man: Yeah, whoo!

- Check it out.

When was the last
time you seen me do that?

- Congratulations... now come on.

- Seth, I ain't
leaving this place.

That beige monster sticks out
like a third tit on a stripper, okay?

Not exactly
the best place to keep my money.

I need you to keep watch while
I stash it somewhere else.

Oh, I'm sorry, that's funny?

- You want to fill me in on the joke?
- You just sat down to the table.

It's a little
early to fold your hand.

- Yes... oh... that's right, baby.

You show them why they
call you cannonball.

- I'll take a piece of
that action.

- Step right up, slick.

- Hey!

You kept saying somebody was
calling you here, right?

What did you mean by that?

- Oh, now you want to know.

Forget about it, Seth...
You already had your chance.

Man: Yeah, whoo!

- Yip-i-yip-i-yip-ah!

- You again.

I didn't break
your nose back there, did I?

- Yeah, pendejo, you did.

- That's terrible,
'cause if you don't get out of my way,

I'm gonna break the rest of
your face, too.

Sorry... is something funny?

- That look on your face!

- Shit.

- That one.

Levantalo! Pick him up!

This is what
we do with pinche interlopers!

- Kate: He's been gone a long time...
- Let's just go.

Pay someone
to take us to the border.

- No, I've put you in enough
bad situations already

without asking you to do
something that could be much worse.

- We can't just stay here!

- I don't think we have choice.

- How can you say that, dad?

- 'Cause Seth was right.

He thinks this is judgment.

- Is that true, dad...
- Is god judging us?

- No... I'm the only one who
fell from grace.

- Look, daddy, you're scaring me.

- I'm not
trying to frighten you.

Listen to me, both of you.

We have to have faith in us

that we can bear this tribulation as
a family and that we might...

- Who are you
trying to convince, us or yourself?

- I'm gonna go try and
find Richie.

- Scott: He's
crazier than his brother.

- Well, at least he hasn't
lied to us.

- Sefior.

Venga.

Numeros.

- Can you get me in there?

- Si.

Toma, Mira.

Mi dinero?

Come on.

- Rinche, you're early to the party

and I don't remember seeing your
name on the list.

But I knew
you would find your way here.

Shh, shh... no, no, no, no.

Don't speak, 'cause when you use your
tongue, it's so easy to lie.

You've been
carrying this for a while, haven't you?

It's older than you think...
Ancient bone.

And the blade, well...

Obsidian.

So much more than steel.

It's a dark mirror.

It showed you things, didn't it?

Then iwonder, rinche...

What have you seen?

Show me.

- Felicidades!

Rinche, Margaret is a
beautiful woman.

She is beautiful.

And that baby girl... mmm...
Scrumptious.

- Man: Now I'MMA
do something for you

and give you something that
your mama never did,

and that's a choice.

Gutted like a puerquito or maybe
a quick surgery at the joints, huh?

Qué quieres... what you want?

Oh, well.

I guess it's dealer's choice!

You... but no, no.

No... he broke my nose,
he broke my nose.

- Untie him and go.

You're a long
way from Kansas City, Mr. Gecko.

- Lost your way, little Bo peep?

Then again, I guess there's enough sheep
in this place to follow you.

Wait a minute... I know you.

- I got to go.
- No, hold on a second.

Your legs must be tired.

You've been
walking around my mind all day.

- Well, I'm gonna keep walking.

- Well, now, are you
here all by your lonesome?

- No, I'm not.

- Well, if any of these hooligans
give you a hard time,

you just tell them
you're with sex machine.

- Sex machine?

Man: Yeah, whoo!

- Who's next?

You?

Woman: I'm next.

Hunt me down, Richard.

Hunt for me.

- Are you her?

- I'm whoever you want me
to be, chulo.

- Say my name.

- Say, "set me free."

Set me free.

- Say, "I want to drink you up."

- I want to drink you.

- Something's up.

- That's enough... get up.

- What do you want, Kate?
- I need your help...

- I need you to get us out of here.
- I'm sorry... it's not up to me.

- Thank you for,
you know, saving my ass back there.

Man: Not a word about it.

- You seem to have
me at a disadvantage here.

I mean, you know my name, but I don't
know who I'm thanking.

- Call me narciso.

- Okay.

- I have only two questions
for you, Mr. Gecko.

- Yeah, shoot.
- First...

How, after avoiding
hundreds of policemen to get here,

did you find yourself surrounded
by those pendejos in the parking lot?

- Uh, well...

You know, my
uncle Eddie always used to say

you're never in a fight with
only one asshole.

- Why is that?
- Even assholes have friends.

-Hmmnnhe

- to uncle Eddie.
- Good, old uncle Eddie.

- The second question, and perhaps
the more pertinent one.

- Why would a man with such
good sense agree to pay $10 million

to a piece of shit like Carlos?

No... relax, Mr. Gecko.

I make it my
business to know things.

- Well, then, you know my
deal is with him.

- What are
you getting out of it?

- First-class ticket
for me and my brother to El Rey.

Ei...

- Jesus Christ...
- Everybody's in on the joke tonight?

- He's still using that line:
El Rey.

It's a myth, amigo.

So much for your good sense.

- Are you saying it's not real?

- I'm saying it's not for you.

- Oh!
- I want to hear you scream.

I would stay and watch you get taken
apart, slice by slice...

But I have other plans.

- I know.

There are nine houses.

They're all coming here tonight
for that snake bitch statue

you have n that cheap shrine.

- Como?

- You're afraid of 'em all.

But one in particular.

He's gonna wreck
everything you worked for.

Didn't your piece-of-shit knife
show you that?

You're not
the only one who saw something.

- Who is it?

- You give me the geckos,
I'll give you a name.

- Narciso.

- You surprised me.

I don't like surprises.

Tranquilo, cabrone... I'm coming.

- The geckos are here.

- Yeah, Seth keeps calling me like
a pussy-whipped gabacho.

Tell me something I don't know.

- How about he's in the vip booth
with narciso,

talking like they're old friends?

- Take your time with him.

Find out what else he knows.

- You want
us to save you a piece, jefe?

- The tongue.

- You don't need us...
- You're here to make some stupid deal.

- It's Seth's deal.
- So, then, let us go.

I mean, all you have to do is get
the keys from him.

- Richie.
- I don't want you to leave.

I want you to see this place
for what it really is.

I want you to
feel what I'm feeling.

You said that you were lost.

I was alone, too and when
I had nothing left, she found me.

She called to me, and
she led me here.

You said that your
life was upside down?

Well, maybe this is where you're
really supposed to be.

How could I belong here.

I mean, look at this place.

- You're not
looking close enough.

Under the surface, it's
really beautiful.

- I don't see it.

- It's because
you aren't looking close enough.

- What does it feel like?
- What does what feel like?

To know that you...

To know that you belong, really?

- It feels like home.

- Please.

Please let us go.

Just let us go home, Richie.

Set me free.

- Why did you say that?

- Oh, my god.

- Preacher's daughter strikes again.

- Kate?

- This is what you've been doing?
- Kate?

- Playing "you show me yours,
I'll show you mine," huh?

Richie: Kate?

- Seth: Richie, will you
listen to me, goddamn it?

- Don't even start...
- I'm not leaving.

- Yeah, look, I'm sure there's
another titty bar somewhere else

in this goddamn country,
all right?

I'll get you a vip card and a couple
of girls just shy of their quincefiera.

- I'm your goddamn brother,
and you treat me

like I'm he ugly
step kid in the attic.

If I say we stay, we stay
and that's it.

- Why don't we throw for it?

Huh?

Let the knives
decide like old times, yeah?

I win, we walk.

You win, we stay.

- Uh.

I'm sorry, Margaret.

Sorry, Earl.

- I tried, goddamn it, I tried.
- Man: Céllate, pinche rinche.

Earl: Sometimes even the worst kind
of brutality has its place.

- And what place is that?
- Place of dead roads.

Last stop before hell.

- Works better if he's wet.

- There's gonna be a war.

Only the strong survive.

Are you strong?

- You will never,
ever touch my family!

Do you know who I am?

I'm the rinche.

Shhh.

Hey.

Come here!

You tricked me.

You want to make it up to me?

- Yes.

- Si, sir.
- I bet you know where Carlos is.

Jacob: I don't see her.

- She wouldn't leave without us.

- That's enough.

Listen to me... this whole day has
been a horrible mistake.

We've been on edge since
we've come across those bastards.

And because we're all still reeling from
the loss of your mother,

I said it was
judgment, but I was wrong.

It's just bad luck.

Now all this talk about judgment,
don't you pay it no mind.

- But it is true.

The border-patrol
agent told me as much.

- What are you talking about?

- He knew things about us,
about me.

Dad, I don't
think today is a mistake.

I think it's all happening
for a reason.

- Get up.

- What... why?

- 'Cause I'm gonna get us
out of here.

- Could I...
- Could I help you, friend?

- Are you heading out?

- Yes, sir.

Just rolled
my last number for the road.

This really ain't my scene.

- Yeah, I hear you on that.

- It's lonely at night.

I spied that, that fire...
It's like a beacon.

So I pull over,
holed up for a while.

But I guess it's time for
me to go.

- Well, sir, could-could I
impose on you for a lift back to Texas?

I can pay you.

- Listen, friend I'd be willing
to give you a lift...

If you'd be willing to share.

- We got a deal?
- That's my son.

- I like 'em young, too.

- J“ ay cucaracha j'j'

- What's going on out there?

- He's not with narciso
anymore, if that's what you're asking.

He and the brother
are throwing knives.

- Good, 'cause we're about
to start.

- Make sure that
everything and everyone is ready.

And return this to its
rightful owner.

Crowd: Ooh!

- Real smooth, Richard.

Okay.

Crowd: Yeah!

- Your move, brother.

- Kate: Why don't
we make it interesting?

- What are you doing?

- Richie wins, you give me
the keys and let us go.

- And if he loses?

- Well, then, I guess I'm stuck
here, literally.

- No way... I'm not doing this.
- Well, you don't really have a choice.

- It's your eyeball.

- You need to try this one.

- Thank you.

- Where did you get that?
- He just gave it to me.

- No, the first time...
- Where did you get it the first time?

- I told you... I won it in a contest.
- From who?

- Don't worry about it, bro,
'cause you're about to go down.

Keys.

- You need to sit down.

Seth: Richie, answer the question.

Who gave you the knife?

- What does it matter... it was some guy.
- Yeah, who?

- Carlos: Ladies and gentlemen,
the time has come.

Please take your seats.

Welcome to the titty twister.

We have a special performance

for tonight... is a very,
very special night.

- That's him.

- Please welcome
the mistress of the macabre.

- What?
- That's him.

That's the guy who
gave me the knife.

- The queen of the night...

Santanico pandemonium.

- She's real.

She's real.