Original subtitles

[wind whistling]

[soft music]

[wistful music]

♪ ♪

[breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

[both breathing heavily]

[singer vocalizing]

♪ ♪

- [crying]

[emotional piano notes]

♪ ♪

[radio static crackling]

[traffic whooshing]

[lively song playing

over radio]

♪ ♪

[mouthing words]

♪ ♪

[clears throat]

♪ ♪

Whew.

- I don't have it.

- I'll collect it.

- It's against the law

to waive the deductible.

- Against the law

for us to be here.

[grunting]

- Boss.

Don't forget it's payday.

- What is the matter

with you, huh?

They can pick us up

just for looking like Mexicans.

- We are Mexicans!

- That's what you want?

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

- All right, everybody,

settle down.

Focus.

All right,

as you might have

already heard,

three appellate court judges

recently overturned

the temporary block

to send the bill forward.

What this means is that

it is in effect

starting today.

Folks,

the governor is watching this

extremely close.

And I would hate

for any of our officers

to be prosecuted

for noncompliance.

Carter.

- So what exactly

is compliance, Chief?

- We are now required

to ascertain

the legal immigration status

of any person

that we come into contact with

on an enforcement basis.

If the subject

is unable to provide you

with any type

of verifiable documentation

as to their immigration status,

you are to place them

into custody,

transfer them to County,

where they will be held

and turned over

to ICE immigration enforcement.

- Oh, my God.

- Either we round them up

and turn them over to ICE,

or they send us to jail.

Any questions?

- Chief made his point

this morning, didn't he?

- You're really not down with

this whole SB-4 thing, right?

Just really

just breaking families up

and just taking people out

like that?

Come on, man.

You got a heart

somewhere in there, right?

- It's the law, kid.

You heard the chief.

- Yeah, loud and clear.

[indistinct chatter]

[all shouting]

[grunts painfully]

- [groans]

- [groans painfully]

- How can I help you today?

All right,

we got a withdrawal.

Okay, let me see.

- I'm sorry, Roberto,

but there's not enough money

in this account.

Your father

came in this morning,

withdrew the remaining balance.

[door slams]

[chips clatter]

[truck horn honks]

- Hey, I think she's into you,

Roberto.

- [chuckles]

Why are all the sexy ones

illegals like us, huh?

- Ah, Roberto,

forget the papers, ese.

- Nah, man, I'm too close.

I'm not gonna screw it up

just for a piece of ass.

- Ah, since when, Roberto?

- No, she's all yours, man.

- Mr. Hernandez,

the attorney will see you now.

[knock at door]

- Come in.

How can I help you?

- I want to get my papers.

- Did you cross the desert

with a coyote?

Not a lot

I can do for you, bud,

unless you fall in love with

and marry an American citizen.

- Okay.

Thank you.

- Hey.

Be careful out there, bud.

[upbeat country music playing

over speakers]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

- [clears throat]

♪ ♪

- I'll see you later.

♪ ♪

- I'll have a beer.

♪ ♪

- Your little bitch

came by here today.

- [chuckles]

Besides you,

I ain't got one.

- Juana.

Why the hell is she back here

looking for you?

- I don't know.

Nancy.

Nancy.

Nancy.

Nancy!

♪ ♪

[knocking]

- [sighs]

We need to talk.

- Okay, I'll be right back.

Have a seat.

- Mm-mm.

I'm pregnant.

- [chuckles] Really?

Congratulations.

No, no.

You know,

a little girl needs her father.

Feel her.

She's kicking.

[sighs]

- How am I supposed

to deal with this, huh?

I'm trying to get my papers.

- Oh, I'm sorry

to ruin your plans.

- I'm not here for you,

your money, or a relationship.

- I'm here for my daughter.

So whatever you decide to do

is between you and her.

And she will have her papers

even if we don't.

[sighs]

But as usual,

all you can think about

is yourself

and that little twig

between your legs.

- I'll be sure

to tell her that.

[gate squeaks]

[soft, wistful music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey, I'll take

a double whiskey, neat.

♪ ♪

Where's Juana?

♪ ♪

- I'm with Nancy now.

- Oh, yeah?

Hmm.

♪ ♪

You moved in

on my neighborhood,

So I moved in on your girl.

- You speak of her

as if she were a possession.

- Sí.

- I think of her as an equal.

- [scoffs]

You can't call her an equal.

See, that's just the thing

is that you're--

you're--you're illegal,

right?

You're never

gonna be her equal.

- [chuckles]

Yeah.

And you'll never be mine.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Morning, sir.

- Right, good morning.

- We're here to work

on that roof of yours.

I have here that, uh,

you're gonna be paying cash.

- Yes, that's the idea, yeah.

- Great, excellent.

Uh, listen,

I need to collect now, please.

- Well, that's not the way

we had this thing worked out.

- Good morning, Mr. McGee.

- Well, I really don't know

how you worked--

- What seems to be the problem?

- Sir, when you bid

on this job,

I told you I don't have

homeowner's insurance,

so we're gonna have to do this

90 days same as cash.

- Yes, sir, that's right.

- Well,

explain that to Paco here.

- It's Larry.

- Well, Larry,

we're about to have a problem.

- [whistles] Hey!

[whistles]

Stop.

- My apologies, sir.

My apologies.

- Stop the job.

- Got any of them illegals

working for you up there?

- Um, what gave you

that impression, sir?

- Look,

we don't need any problems.

- The only trouble

I can guarantee

is, we don't get that new roof

before it rains...

But we need the first payment.

You know? For supplies.

- Wait here,

I'll get you a check.

[wistful music]

- [sighs]

♪ ♪

[baby coos]

♪ ♪

- Get this job done.

- Yes, sir.

I have a big order.

- My boss

is cutting your terms.

- What?

- Your old man hadn't paid

on the last few invoices.

- Oh, come on, Marv.

I got my crew

on the job right now.

- I can't help you.

- Look...

I'll sign this over to you.

Give me $1,000 cash

and today's delivery.

- Man, you're sure putting me

in a bind right now.

But I'll tell you

what I can do.

I'll give you $200 cash

and put the rest

to unpaid balance.

- Give me a little more.

- Man, this could

cost me my job.

- All right.

[radio beeps]

- I need

five squares of shingles

on the truck for delivery.

- All right, copy.

- You gonna take care

of those unpaid balances?

- You're the man, Marv.

I owe you!

- Damn right, you owe me.

- You know, I'm looking for a--

for engagement ring.

- Engagement ring?

- Yeah.

You know, something

that guarantees a yes.

- This way, sir.

That is your yes.

Let me show it to you.

Look at that.

Huh?

- It's beautiful.

- Gorgeous.

- How much?

- $11,000.

Um, you got a payment plan?

- Do you have a valid social?

- You know, uh,

I want to see that one.

- There you go.

50-50 on the yes.

[lighthearted music]

- Ah, that's okay.

- [chuckles]

- I like it.

- Still waiting, sir?

Or do you want me

to get something?

- No, I'm still waiting.

- I'll check you out

in a minute.

- Yeah.

- Hey.

- Hey, baby.

You're beautiful.

Oh, these are for you.

- Thank you.

[exhales heavily]

- You look gorgeous.

[chuckles]

- This is nice.

- You like it?

- Yeah, I do.

So did you talk to Juana?

- [clears throat]

Um...

- How may I help you, sir?

- Um, I'll have a beer.

- Sure.

- And she'll have

a strawberry wine.

- On ice, please.

- My pleasure, sir.

I'll be back.

- Don't try

to dodge my question.

- Yeah, I talked to her.

- And?

- It's not mine.

- Why was she over there

looking for you?

- She's just scared,

that's all.

- Are you scared?

- I'm a little nervous.

- God, I knew it.

- Nancy.

- [exhales sharply]

- Will you marry me?

- [breathing heavily]

[both sigh]

- Well? Will you?

[subtle suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- I want proof.

♪ ♪

[knocking]

- I'm sorry about her.

I want this baby out already.

[sighs]

- [sighs]

[wistful folk music]

♪ ♪

[singer vocalizing]

♪ ♪

- Come on, get in.

- No.

[sighs]

- [chuckles]

- No.

No, no, no.

Oh, shit.

- Yeah.

[gasping]

- [breathing heavily]

- Oh.

- Ready for a push?

- [gasping]

- Okay, ready, push.

Push, push, push, push.

- [groans]

- Push, push, push.

Good job. Good job.

- Very good. Very good.

- [wailing]

- Okay.

- That's beautiful.

- You're doing great.

- [sobs]

- You're doing great.

You're gonna have

a little girl soon, yeah?

- [gasps, sobs]

- Okay, breathe.

- Good job.

- Good job.

- Very good job.

- [panting]

[grunts]

[gasps]

- Beautiful, Mom.

You're doing such a good job.

- Deep breaths, deep breaths.

- [breathing heavily]

- Very deep breaths.

- [grunts]

- Very good job. Good job.

- You got it.

- [yells]

- It's okay.

- Good job. Good job.

- Just breathe for me, Mama.

- [yells]

- Push, push, push.

- [screams]

- [breathing heavily]

- [screams]

- Push, push, push,

push, push, push, push.

- Push, push.

- [moans]

[baby crying]

[panting]

[emotional music]

- It's okay.

Hi.

Hi, welcome.

[baby crying]

♪ ♪

[baby cooing]

- This won't even let me

process your order.

Where are you?

We got a job to do.

Saying we got no more credit.

We need supplies, Roberto.

You are the only one

who can talk sense into him.

[sighs]

Come on, Marv.

- You can't smoke in here.

- Help me a little.

- I told you it will not

let me process your order!

- Little sore?

- Yes, a little bit of pain.

- Check this.

A little pain?

- Yes.

- That's pretty normal.

Let's check it out.

- Ah, that's okay.

- [moans]

- Everything seems

to be healing nicely.

[soft music]

- Okay.

- Looks like

you'll be discharged

if everything

continues to go smoothly.

Tomorrow or the next day, okay?

- Okay, perfect.

Okay.

- Bye, baby.

[knock at door]

- Yeah?

- Morning, I'm Veronica

with vital statistics.

Mom, your name is?

- Juana...

Garcia Sanchez.

- Birthplace?

[tense music]

- What's this concerning?

- It's for the child's

birth certificate.

- Mexico City.

- Are you the father?

♪ ♪

You don't need a father for

the child's birth certificate.

Baby's name?

- Amara Graciela...

♪ ♪

- Hernandez-Garcia.

- So you are the father?

- Yeah.

- Your name?

- Roberto...

Hernandez Valdez.

- Birthplace?

- Navojoa, Sonora.

♪ ♪

- Okay, thank you.

I'll get this started.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

[baby crying]

[baby crying]

[crying continues]

[knock at door]

- Who's that?

- Hello, uh, my name is Ro--

- [gasps] Oh, how adorable!

How old is she?

- Two days.

- [gasps] Two days?

Can I hold her? [gasps]

- Yes.

- Oh, let me hold her.

Oh.

[gasps]

Oh, Keith, come take a look.

[whispering] She's adorable.

Oh, mine are all grown.

I can't wait for grandbabies.

Look, Keith,

isn't she adorable?

- [chuckles]

- What's her name?

- Amara.

- [gasps] Amara.

- Yeah, she's adorable.

- Oh.

[baby coos]

- I'm sorry, who are you?

- Uh, I just finished

one of your neighbors' roofs.

And driving by, I noticed

yours is quite damaged.

- Is it really?

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Well, if y'all are gonna

talk business, come inside.

It's too hot

for the baby out here.

- Yeah, but, Judy, I--

[sighs]

Come on in.

- Uh...

- Hi, sweetheart.

[baby coos]

- May I ask who insures

this beautiful home?

- What's the name

of your company?

- You'll have

to forgive my husband.

He forgets he's not

district attorney

on the weekend.

- [inhales sharply]

Uh...

we better be going.

Okay, I see.

We better be go--

- Oh, sit down, have a seat.

- No, we gotta go.

- Oh, please sit down.

- Yeah, but I have to--

- Have a seat.

Sit down. Sit down.

[baby gurgles]

- Are you rated with

the Better Business Bureau?

- Keith.

The name of our insurer.

- Regional.

[doorbell rings]

- Th-this is Amara's mother.

- Come join the party.

- Thank you.

- Your mommy's here.

Your mommy's here.

I think the baby

might be hungry.

- Yes.

- So, uh,

where are you from?

- Mexico.

- Mexico, wow.

I like Mexico.

[baby whines]

So you're from Mexico, eh?

- [chuckles]

Oh, beautiful family.

Making a scrapbook, right?

- [shushing softly]

[baby gurgles]

- Oh, to hell with it.

Come on, let's go

take a look at that roof.

- You have to see this.

- Yeah, well,

I'll take your word for it.

[grunts]

- These tiles

are cracked to hell.

Come on.

- Yeah.

- [grunts]

Come on, I'll show you.

- No, I--

- Look.

The clock is ticking

to get your claim in.

A roof like this, easily...

$60,000 without insurance.

- Really? Really? Well...

can we discuss this down there?

'Cause I'm really

not feeling so good.

- Of course.

- [grunts]

Not feeling so good.

- Yeah.

Just be careful.

- [grunts]

- Oh, one step at a time, sir.

- Shit.

Goddamn.

[groans]

- Keith.

What in the Sam Hill are you

doing up on that ladder?

You know you're not

supposed to be climbing.

- You're the one

who invited him in.

- I'm sorry, ma'am.

But I'm happy he saw

all the mess up there.

See?

There is 50 more like this.

- That bad?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, we better

get the claim in quick.

- I'll tell you what,

you bring your daughter

and that sweet little

wife of yours

when you're working,

and you got yourself a deal.

- It's a deal.

- Judy,

we have not discussed this.

- We don't need

to discuss this.

You're not even

supposed to be out here.

[uplifting folk music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[baby crying]

She's so beautiful.

Look at her.

- Thank you.

- She looks like Mama.

[both laugh]

- [chuckles]

[baby coos]

[laughs]

- [chuckles]

[baby gurgles]

- [giggles]

[laughs]

[grill sizzling]

- [shushes]

[wind whistling]

♪ ♪

[banging on door]

[banging on door]

Juana.

[banging on door]

[banging on door]

Who is it?

- Your neighbor.

Come on, man.

It's your neighbor.

- What can I do for you,

Officer?

- Don't mean

to be that neighbor,

but the trash

will attract crackheads.

We got a nasty group of cats

in the neighborhood.

Looks like they just...

Helped themselves.

- All right.

I'll get to it

before I leave for work.

- Come on.

I'll help you.

So where you from?

- I'm from the area.

- Huh.

What school

did you graduate from?

[exhales heavily]

I went to Trimble Tech.

- [chuckles]

I didn't go

to the school around here.

- Okay.

Like to barbeque?

- [chuckles] Damn right.

I make a mean carne asada.

- I just might have to

invite myself over

one of these days.

[both chuckle]

[grunts]

Noticed you had an infant.

How many weeks?

- Damn.

You ask too many questions,

man.

- [laughs]

Eh, just trying

to make detective.

Don't worry, you're not

a person of interest.

[laughs]

- [chuckles]

- Yet.

[laughs]

[both laughing]

- So where do you live?

- Uh, right next door.

Yeah, I spent my whole life

there.

Mom's gone,

so just me and Dad now.

[car horn blares]

Oh, there's my ride.

Spike Carter.

- Robert Hernandez.

- All right.

Make sure you finish this up.

- Yes, Officer.

- Catch you later. [chuckles]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Baby.

♪ ♪

[indistinct

police radio chatter]

- That white van--

taillight's out.

Let's pull them over.

[electronic beeping]

[siren wail]

I need a 10-50

on Texas license plate

number 1004595.

White, van.

[indistinct

police radio chatter]

♪ ♪

[radio beeps]

- All clear.

Nothing pending. Over.

- Copy. Thank you.

- Sir, the reason

we stopped you,

you have a busted taillight.

- We will fix it right away,

sir.

- I need to see your

driver's license and insurance.

Do you have a driver's license?

- He doesn't have

his license on him.

- Sir, I'm required by law

to verify

your immigration status.

You have a visa, passport,

immigration documents?

Anything.

Documents of any kind.

So you're a dreamer.

- Yes, sir.

- This your dad?

- Yes, sir.

- Sorry, I'm gonna have

to ask you

to get out of the truck.

Carter, get your ass up here!

- Sir,

we've done nothing wrong.

- Sir, I need you

to step out of the vehicle.

Put your hands on the van.

Carter, pat him down.

Stay in the van, please.

Stay in the vehicle.

Stay in the car!

- Get in the car now!

Cuff him, Carter.

Stay in the vehicle.

- For a broken taillight?

- He has no documentation.

- Come on, let this man go.

We don't need to be out here

pressing people like this.

- I'm not gonna

put my ass on the line.

♪ ♪

- Wait, wh-where are you

taking him?

- Take care of the kid.

- Hey, hey, hey!

Get around here.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Come around here.

Get in.

- He didn't do anything.

- I know. I know. Get in.

- We didn't do anything.

- I understand that.

You have every right

to report this.

Sorry.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

- They took my dad!

- [exhales heavily]

Um, I gotta run

to the supply store.

Seems they forgot a few things

with the delivery.

- Well, can you swing me

by the clubhouse

on your way out

the neighborhood?

- Better not,

the AC is not working.

- Come on, Roberto.

- Okay.

- [grunts]

- Okay.

Hey.

- Why you driving so slow?

- Can't afford a ticket, sir.

- There's a grandma

who just passed us.

- [laughs]

- Ah, come on,

rev that engine, will you?

- Good morning, sunshine.

[siren wailing]

- Shit!

[siren wailing]

- Call that tag in.

- All right, don't worry.

I'll take care of it.

[tense music]

And he's coming.

♪ ♪

Here he comes.

[train rumbling]

[radio static crackles]

♪ ♪

- Good morning.

- Officer.

- Morning.

[indistinct

police radio chatter]

- You guys seemed to be

in quite a bit of a hurry

back there.

- Ah, it's all me, Officer.

I had me a truck like this

when I was a boy.

Just wondering

if she still had it in her.

- Does she?

- [laughs] I'd say so.

- Now, I wouldn't

argue with that.

You were going about

25 miles an hour

over the speed limit.

I need to see

your license and insurance.

- Yeah.

Uh--uh,

I must have left, uh,

my wallet at--

at the job site.

- Your insurance verification

would be enough right now.

♪ ♪

You guys hang tight.

I'll be right back.

- Oh, shit.

- Don't worry.

I'll take care of this.

- Freeze!

- Officer, Officer.

- Get back in the car!

- [chuckles] Officer.

If you don't mind,

I'd like a word.

You obviously

don't recognize me.

District Attorney Keith Hill.

♪ ♪

- Stand down, rookie.

Put your gun down.

♪ ♪

You vouch for that fella

in the truck?

- [laughs]

Yeah, he's practically family.

♪ ♪

- I'm gonna give you

a verbal warning this time.

[knocks on car]

Slow it down out there.

- Yes, sir.

- Well, go on, get out of here.

What's the matter with you?

Why didn't you mention to me

about you being illegal?

[haunting music]

- ♪ Let me be

your American dream ♪

[baby coos]

♪ ♪

♪ Let me bring you liberty ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Let me show you

the world ♪

- Oh, yeah.

- ♪ Where you ♪

[baby babbles]

[drill whirs]

♪ Will be free ♪

♪ ♪

[baby whines]

[drill whirs]

♪ Where you ♪

♪ Will be free ♪

[camera shutter clicks]

♪ ♪

[baby cries]

♪ Be free ♪

♪ ♪

- I see you took my advice.

Congratulations.

- Well, not exactly.

- We have a baby

who is a U.S. citizen.

Can that help us to apply

for our papers?

- Short answer is yes.

- [chuckles]

- But...

It's gonna have to be 21 years

before the baby can even

apply on your behalf.

And that's if you entered

the country legally.

Did you?

Remind me of that.

Ma'am, did you

enter the country legally?

I know you love each other

very much.

But the fact of the matter is,

if you--

either of you--

fall in love with or marry

an American citizen,

come to me,

and I might be able to help.

- [softly] Okay.

- Okay.

Thank you, sir.

[gentle folk music]

♪ ♪

- [sighs]

- [sighs]

[water running]

[sighs]

- [sighs]

[door clicks shut]

[tense music]

- So I'm getting me a taquito

up in there.

- Oops, uh, sorry.

Out of order.

Use women's.

♪ ♪

Be careful.

♪ ♪

[power saw whirring]

[saw powers down]

[whirring resumes]

Hand me the baby.

[grunts]

- Hey.

[baby cries]

- Hey.

- Hi.

[hammer banging]

- [laughs]

[soft music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[bright music]

♪ ♪

[country music playing

over speakers]

♪ ♪

What can I get for ya?

- The usual.

- You got it.

♪ ♪

- Hey, do you know

where is Nancy?

- Ah, you know,

she's running late like always.

Should be here any minute.

- ♪ Sometimes I can't see

what's ahead of me ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Like I'm left in the dark ♪

♪ ♪

[door squeaks]

♪ ♪

- Hey, sorry I'm late.

- ♪ Times come

and then they go by ♪

- Roberto.

What are you doing here?

Hadn't heard from you

in a while.

- You didn't hear?

- Hear what?

- I started my own company.

- No, you didn't.

- [laughs]

- I swear.

♪ ♪

- Hey.

I should give this back to you.

- ♪ Damn near everything else

in the rain ♪

♪ Well, I found myself

in Oklahoma ♪

♪ So we can

toast to the pain ♪

- I'm not asking you

to marry me for love.

- Excuse me?

- You know my legal situation.

- [scoffs]

How dare you?

- What's your price?

- I am not for sale.

- There's $5,000 here.

Think about it.

- ♪ Don't you know it felt

like everything ♪

♪ Being torn at the seams,

yeah ♪

♪ Well, I lost her smile

in the morning light ♪

♪ I lost my will

in a one-man fight ♪

♪ Damn near everything else

in the rain ♪

♪ ♪

- So you never really loved me?

- ♪ So we can

toast to the pain ♪

[door creaks open]

♪ ♪

- You left your phone

in my truck.

- Thank you.

- [inhales sharply]

Didn't get enough last night?

Now you gotta talk

to this asshole?

- Stop being a douchebag.

- ♪ Well, I lost her smile

in the morning light ♪

- Look,

I'm just helping a customer.

It's my job.

- I bet--I bet you're

helping a customer.

Uh, I'm a customer.

I'll take a--

I'll take a double whiskey.

♪ ♪

- I'll take one.

- No tequila?

- Nope.

- ♪ Well, I found myself

in Oklahoma ♪

- One more.

[clears throat]

- ♪ Found myself

in Oklahoma ♪

♪ Found myself in Oklahoma ♪

♪ So we can

toast to the pain ♪

- [sighs]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Toast to the pain ♪

[knocking on bar]

- I'm thinking it's time you

find a new bar to drink in.

- [chuckles]

Come on, Nancy.

- Bobby, go to work.

- Can't.

'Cause this fucking wetback

over here took my job.

- What did you say?

- I called you

a fucking wetback.

- You're going to be with me

or this loser?

- Bobby, just go home.

- You heard her.

- Come on, macho man.

- Stop it.

- Get out of here.

- Hit me.

[dramatic music]

[grunts]

- Stop it! Stop!

Stop it!

Stop. Get--

Roberto, stop!

- [growls]

- [gasping]

[chokes]

- [grunts]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

- Stop!

Roberto, let go of him!

- [grunting]

- Stop!

Bobby.

God damn it.

- [breathing heavily]

- Shit.

Roberto, what did you do?

Call an ambulance!

Bobby!

Bobby, please.

Shit.

[breathing heavily]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[siren wailing]

♪ ♪

- [whispering indistinctly]

[siren wailing]

- Does the name

Roberto Hernandez

mean anything to you?

- No.

- Roberto Hernandez.

- Never heard of him.

- Hey.

[tense music]

I want to press charges.

♪ ♪

- You have security footage?

- Yeah.

- Carter, take his statement.

Make sure you write it down.

Then get his.

Pick up the evidence.

♪ ♪

- All right,

start from the top.

♪ ♪

- Hey!

Are you Lorenzo Hernandez?

Are you Lorenzo Hernandez?

- What can I do for you,

Officers?

- Where's Roberto?

- I don't know.

He doesn't live here anymore.

- Sir, I'm required by law

to verify

your immigration status.

Do you have a visa, passport,

immigration papers of any type?

- I don't know.

- I need to know where

Roberto Hernandez is now.

Cuff him.

- Put your hands

behind your head.

[handcuffs clink]

[somber folk music]

- Put an APB out

for Roberto Hernandez.

He's wanted

for assault and battery.

He's possibly

armed and dangerous.

Alert ICE.

He's believed to be

an undocumented illegal alien.

♪ ♪

[knocking]

- [breathing heavily]

- Hey, Roberto.

- Mr. Keith, Mr. Keith.

- What's the matter, son?

- I need your help.

- What's wrong?

- Can I borrow your car?

- My car? For what?

- I'm in trouble.

- What kind of trouble?

- We have to run.

- You--

A man in my position

cannot be involved

in something like this.

- Please, sir.

It's for my baby.

- [sighs]

Shit.

This conversation

never happened.

Do you understand?

- Yes, sir.

- All right.

Good luck, son.

[metallic banging]

- Roberto!

Roberto Hernandez!

[banging continues]

Open up!

Roberto, open up.

We're calling the squad.

[banging]

♪ ♪

Juana, where are you?

[panting]

[wistful music]

♪ ♪

[siren wailing]

♪ ♪

[breathing heavily]

[both grunt]

[baby gurgles]

- [breathing shakily]

Just do it!

We gotta go.

Move it!

[breathing heavily]

- Give me the money.

The money!

[inhales sharply]

I fucked up.

[emotional music]

♪ ♪

- [inhales sharply]

- I'm sorry.

♪ ♪

- Okay.

It's all right.

- We know you're in there.

Come out with your hands up!

- Oh, shit.

[banging on door]

Roberto!

Come outside

with your hands up!

- Come outside

with your hands up!

Show me your hands!

Exit the residence!

♪ ♪

Turn around

for the sound of my voice.

Take one step down.

Walk backwards towards me.

Keep walking.

Keep walking.

Keep walking.

Get down on one knee.

Get down on your other knee.

Put your hands

behind your head,

interlocking your fingers.

[handcuffs clink]

[handcuffs ratchet]

- Stand up.

- [grunts]

[exhales sharply]

[car doors slam]

- Ma'am, exit the residence.

- [breathing heavily]

- Come out now

with your hands up,

or we will send in the dogs!

- I'm holding a baby!

- Come to me, ma'am.

♪ ♪

- [sobs]

- Come to me.

♪ ♪

Ma'am, are you a U.S. citizen?

- No.

- Do you have the legal right

to be here?

- [sobs]

No.

- Do you have any

legal documentation

saying that you can be here?

- No.

- Turn around to the sound

of my voice and do it now!

- [crying]

- Get down on one knee.

Get down on your other knee.

- She has nothing

to do with this!

- I got it. I got it.

Stand down.

- [sobs]

- Ma'am, come with me.

Stand down.

- My baby--

my baby is a U.S. citizen.

- All right, ma'am.

Just come with me.

- What did we do wrong?

- Ma'am, I'm gonna need you

to put the baby...

- No.

- In the safety seat.

- No.

No, no, no.

- I need you to put the baby

in the safety seat.

- [inhales sharply]

- Either you do it, or I will.

- What did we do wrong?

What did we do wrong?

What did we do wrong?

- Ma'am, put the baby

in the safety seat.

Either you do it,

or I will.

- No, no, no, no, no.

It's okay.

[breathing shakily]

It's okay.

♪ ♪

[sobs]

[baby cries]

- Leave her alone!

- Ma'am, I need you

to step out of the vehicle now.

- Ma'am.

- No.

- I'm gonna need you to step

out of the vehicle now.

- No, I can't leave her.

- Ma'am,

I need you to step out.

- No, no.

No! No!

No, no, no!

No, no, no!

No, no!

No!

[screams]

No!

- She has nothing

to do with this!

- [screaming, crying]

No, no, no, no, no!

No, no.

No.

No, no, no, no!

No!

- No, no, no!

[crying]

No!

- [screams]

Stupid motherfucker!

What are you doing?

- No.

- Where are you taking her?

- [screaming]

- [inhales raggedly]

[sobbing]

[screams]

♪ ♪

- [singing in Spanish]

[baby crying]

♪ ♪

[baby gurgles]

♪ ♪

[baby gurgles]

♪ ♪

[babies crying]

♪ ♪

[babies crying]

♪ ♪

[siren wailing]

♪ ♪

- [crying]

♪ ♪

- I'm Kimberly Walker,

immigration attorney.

Okay, uh,

tell me about your case.

- They took my baby.

- Is she a U.S. citizen?

- Yes, she is.

- How old?

- Two months.

- Jesus.

- Wh-where is she?

Tell me, please.

Please, tell me.

- Do you have any lawful,

legal family members

that can care for her while

your case is being processed?

- No.

I only want to be with her.

Please.

- I'm so sorry.

- No. [cries]

- I know.

I will do my best to find her.

I will find

this facility she's in,

and you can check on her

every day.

[bangs on table]

- No, no, no, no.

Please don't tell me that.

[sobs]

She needs her mother. Please.

- [tearfully]

I'm sorry, it's not possible.

Look at me.

I will do my best every day.

- [crying]

[sorrowful music]

[sobs]

- I will do everything I can.

I will.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

- All right, come on.

Get your ass out of that van.

Move it!

Get out of there!

Come on, move!

♪ ♪

- [singing in Spanish]

♪ ♪

- Hi, baby.

[children shouting, laughing]

[doorbell rings]

- Yeah?

- Hi, ma'am, um,

I'm looking for a young infant

by the name of Amara.

I heard she was placed here.

- What's this about?

- I'm the attorney

for the child's mother.

Ma'am, please.

I am here

on behalf of the mother.

Look, I'm not here to take her.

I just want to make sure

she's all right.

- Now get off my porch.

- [scoffs]

Ma'am, please!

- [singing in Spanish]

♪ ♪

- [crying]

[sobs]

[crying]

[crying]

[sorrowful music]

♪ ♪

[dog barking]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[helicopter rotors whirring]

[emotional music]

♪ ♪

[wind gusting]

♪ ♪

[both grunting, gasping]

[somber music]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

[breathing heavily]

[wind gusting]

[children vocalizing]

♪ ♪

- [singing in Spanish]

♪ ♪