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with them. They're not
as understanding as I am.

Heard you got your ass kicked
last night. Was it about my case?

No, I just seem to attract
love wherever I go.

I'm telling you my son and his
friend never made it back across...

the border. Now they're down here
somewhere and I want them found!

- We're doing everything we can...
- Anybody claim the campesino's...

- bodies yet?
- No.

- You don't think that's strange?
- No, this is a border town...

you know. They could be from
anywhere in Mexico.

People pass through
here like ghosts.

What if coyotes took the money and
then dropped the tunnel on them?

No witnesses.
The coyotes know Valdon
owns that tunnel.

He shits on people for fuckin'
with his property.

You're beginning to bore me,

You know, Castillo, sometimes
I think you don't...

wanna know what happened.
Maybe you should just go back home.
They have to take you in.

You don't have a home, do you?
- Recognize anybody?
- No.

- He was big, you know, strong.
- Well what's going on?

The union organizers
were ambushed last night.

Mr. Rhodes recognized one of the
attackers as a Daxmoore employee.

Well I hope you're not implying
that it happened...

- at Daxmoore's behest.
- Well, who else stands to gain...

- Ms. Thompson? These people?
- Mr. Rhodes...

this is a Fortune Five Hundred
company. It's inconceivable...

they'd involve themselves in
something that stupid.

Well it sounds like a police
matter. Have you talked to them?

I made a simple request
to Mr. Logan to...

You have no right to be here. You
represent no government agency.

This is a criminal matter
and I suggest you see...

the proper authorities.
Don't you agree, Mr. Logan?

Thanks for your help.