No Man's Land (2021) - full transcript
A modern Western inspired by the real-life "no man's land" areas along the Texas-Mexico border. While out on a father-son border patrol, Jackson accidentally kills a Mexican immigrant boy. ...
(FILM PROJECTOR ROLLING)
(SMOOTH GUITAR MUSIC)
(ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC)
(WIND BLOWING)
(GENTLE MUSIC)
Come on, here we go.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Woo-hoo!
Woo-hoo!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Your boy gives 110%
of everything he does.
I don't need to
tell you what a spot
on the Yankees AA club
would mean for Jackson.
Nope, no, no.
We are very well aware.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Woo!
Woo!
Ya-hoo!
(COWS MOOING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
- Whoa, here boy!
- There you go, Jackson.
Just like old times.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Goddammit, Lucas!
(HORSE NEIGHING)
Hey, come on, come on, come on!
Let's get him!
Let's get him, Sundance!
Woohoo!
What the heck?
Hey man.
Been waiting so long,
thought I'd take a
swim over to Mexico.
You cut me off.
It ain't my fault
Rooster's a faster horse.
Yeah right.
You had him and he
knows it, Sundance.
All right big brother, double
or nothing back to the house.
Woo!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Eat my dust, boy!
So you're really
staying here all summer?
Couldn't wait to get home
and shovel shit with you.
Come on, you know you can't
run this place without me.
I just figured you'd be
off training somewhere.
Got the big Yankees tryout
next week, better be ready.
Rather train with you.
Good luck telling mom that.
She won't shut up about it.
Oh, my baby in New York.
Boy's going all the way.
GAME ANNOUNCER:
Hammers the plate in.
When you go into the Yanks
system, you're set for life.
Come on man, it takes
years to make it to the bigs.
We've got so much to do
right here, right pop?
Well you don't want
trade that for this.
Come on, dang piece of crap.
Dad.
DAD: What?
Come on, use my computer.
Set up a spreadsheet on Excel.
I'll tell you something,
why don't you just
worry about that arm?
Dad, I like the ranch.
Well, then when you get
your big signing bonus
from the New York Yankees
you can pay off our mortgage.
Right darlin'?
(DOGS BARKING)
Oh shit.
What is that?
Stay here.
Just stay here.
(DOGS BARKING)
(COWS MOOING)
No way.
Jackson.
Jackson.
I'm going mom.
(COWS MOOING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
LUCAS: Hey dad,
they cut the fence!
Dad!
You seeing this?
Keep them away from
the house!
Get out of here!
Go on, git!
Get the hell outta here!
Git!
(SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
Get the hell off our land!
- Go on, get outta here!
- Go back in the house.
Go on.
Go on.
- LUCAS: Dad, you all right?
- MR GREER: Yup.
(HORSE NEIGHING)
Whoa, whoa, Sundance.
Whoa Sundance, it's okay.
Whoa, Sunny.
(ROOSTER CLUCKING)
LUCAS: Jackson!
You seen anybody in here?
No.
LUCAS: Shit!
God damn cattle are everywhere!
Dad, you going after them?
I'm coming with you.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
You're up early.
JACKSON: How'd it go?
Got a couple.
Dad's handing them
over to border patrol.
How's it feel
when you catch them?
Remember we used to go
fishing out at Robbins Pond?
Yeah?
Remember how I used to
always catch that same bass?
Over and over again.
Sure, it was
catch and release.
Right right right.
But you think that after
getting the hook in them
and ripping themselves
up all bloody
that the fish would wise up.
But they just kept
coming on back.
You know why?
Why?
'Cause they're hungry.
(CAR ENGINE HUMMING)
(ENGINE STOPS)
(SPEAKING SPANISH) It's like Dad
said it would be... just great!
He never said it
would be this cold.
I never knew my grandkids
could be so whiny.
Silly little boys!
(SPEAKING SPANISH) Dad said we
should wait for him here.
Doesn't matter. He's not
"The Shepherd" anymore.
We need a real coyote.
Real coyotes will rob you
and leave you to die.
Shut up and sit down.
I'll be right back.
How much?
35 for the rabbit.
20 for the fruit and
20 for the water.
Dad said we shouldn't
buy anything here.
You'll need more than agua,
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH).
Check this out.
You can drill those Texans
a new asshole with this.
How much for that?
I can loan it to you.
Then maybe you help me
out out there, you know.
Just have to carry one
of those with you, huh.
So?
GUSTAVO: Enrique!
Ah shit.
Papa?
The Shepherd!
Damn ninos, why
didn't you tell me
you was with the Shepherd?
But Gustavo, we need it
to defend against the Minutemen.
A bunch of fat guys
drinking beer in lawn chairs?
What a joke!
Your pops helped me
cross when I was your age.
Said he'd protect me and my
mama, get us a better life.
It's kind of funny
you know 'cause,
I don't really remember
you after that, Gustavo.
We do the same thing, padre.
We can even do it,
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH).
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
I do it for the church.
So that no coyote
can mess with my people.
See you on the other
side, Shepherd!
Put that dirt in the back.
Watch your hand.
You put your hand there
again I'm gonna hit it.
All right.
How many you think we lost?
Counted about 10 this morning.
10.
Prime heifers.
Two grand a head.
What you want to do, dad?
We're going to Mexico
and get our property back.
That's what I'm gonna do.
Ooh, that's what
I'm talking about.
Not you.
Just me and Lucas.
Come on dad, it's
gonna be dark out there.
Not you.
What, you're
gonna need my help.
I said, ah!
God!
JACKSON: You all right?
Yeah, I'm okay, I'm
just sick of this shit.
Grab that real quick.
Jackson, Lucas, keep working.
(LUCAS SCOFFS)
You gonna leave
me here? All right.
MAN ON RADIO: Y'all hear
about them coyotes in Laredo?
MAN ON RADIO:
No, what happened?
MAN ON RADIO: Well they've
been poisoning ranch dogs
to shut them up when they cross.
MAN ON RADIO: Oh man,
that, that's not gonna work.
I'll be ready with a load
of buckshot for them beaners
they try that bullshit...
Move on, let's go.
Let's go.
Listen to me.
Me and your mom, we're
trapped here, we're stuck.
Not you, you got
college, baseball.
You have a gift.
I like ranching.
(DAD SCOFFS)
Ranching.
Don't know if you notice
but we're on the wrong
side of the fence.
I don't know how long
we're gonna have a ranch.
And all you want to talk
to me about is baseball.
- Who gives a shit?
- Hey hey hey, language.
You gonna give it a shot.
You knock them Yankees
on their asses.
It don't work out,
don't work out.
Who gives a shit?
Watch your language.
(DAD LAUGHS)
Come on, Tanner.
Bad enough I gotta
show my passport
to go to the hardware store.
Go ahead Mr Greer.
Thank you.
Here's the water, guys!
Pass it around.
Rest for a little.
Come on, son.
Let's climb up together.
You'll see how beautiful it is.
(SERENE MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You see that hill over there?
Well, a little bit
closer to us is Texas.
Texas looks just like Mexico.
Yeah, it really does.
Will you still be
"The Shepherd" in Texas?
Well, someone else has to do it.
I missed you so much.
Me too, son.
We're gonna go get those
cows across the river.
Be back by morning.
Come help your momma out.
Oh.
(MOM SIGHS)
This looks like fun.
(MOM LAUGHS)
Ya ya!
Come on fatty, come on!
Getting back to cross.
Still missing three.
Dad, I can't see.
Count to ten.
How about now?
Better.
See? It's all good now.
Sometimes you have to
close your eyes and start over
to see things clearly.
Let's go.
Fernando, wait for me.
I got a little gift for you.
I'm gonna keep this forever.
You're just like your mother.
She used to keep every penny.
Always saving up.
You remind me of
her in every way.
What happened?
That's what "real" coyotes do.
Not like your father.
Let's go, let's go. Keep moving.
You know it's just
gonna get dirty again.
Then I'll wash it again.
(LAUGHS)
Now there's your baseball smile.
I've been missing that lately.
This is our home, ma.
I don't want to lose it.
Saving the ranch
is not your job.
Come on, you're
going to New York.
Aren't you excited?
Yeah.
But you know AA pitchers,
they throw an average
of like 92 MPH.
Do you remember that
church league game?
Y'all were getting whooped.
Half of the parents
packed up by the fifth.
Yeah the other half were yelling
to yank me off the mound.
I didn't want to
make you more nervous,
so I started waiting
- from the snack bar.
- From the snack bar.
Yes!
The more they scored
the harder you threw.
We lost that game.
By one run.
And I swear that kid,
he was out at the plate.
- He was out.
- Yeah,
that's what I said.
The point is,
you played it out, Jacks.
You didn't give up.
What, where are you going?
Jacks, where are you going?
Got me a game to finish.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
TEACHER RECORDING: I'm
going to my friend's house.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Let's do it one more time.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
If we go back now we look
like idiots, all right.
We're not going back.
Just gotta find...
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Ya!
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Don't move!
Don't move.
Hey dad, I got three
of them over there.
Hey man, we want no trouble.
Stop moving!
- GUSTAVO: Miguel!
- Stay there, don't move.
No, stay back, hey!
- Back up!
- Take it easy.
- Wait, wait.
- Don't you move.
- Don't you move.
- We're passing by, man.
Don't you move.
Get down.
GUSTAVO: We want no trouble.
I don't know what
she's saying, dad!
What you want me to do?
I got you, I got
you. Don't move.
Don't you move.
Down on your knees,
everybody down, down.
GUSTAVO: Sir,
we're just passing by.
MR GREER: You
down, down, get down.
- You two, down.
- Take easy.
LUCAS: Get back!
Get back right now!
Go on, back up!
Get down on your knees, now!
GUSTAVO: We
don't want trouble.
DAD: I told you to sit
down. I said get back.
- Don't move.
- Get down.
Ya ya, ho!
MR GREER: I said get down.
Dad I'm here,
what do you need?
Down down down,
I said get down.
Keep your arms there.
- Are you armed?
- GUSTAVO: No sir, no sir.
- You sure.
- Yes.
Dad!
GUSTAVO: We want no trouble.
I got you dad!
- I'm here!
- Jack, what are you?
Oh!
GUSTAVO: We want no
trouble man. (INTENSE MUSIC)
JACKSON: Dad.
Dad move out of the way!
LUCAS: Jackson!
What the hell are
you doing here?
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
No!
Papa!
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
(FERNANDO GASPING)
Move!
Fernando!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Fernando!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Get away.
Get away Jackson.
Dad.
Luke!
Luke!
Luke!
Lucas!
Hey, hey!
Let me see it, let me see.
Oh Jesus.
GUSTAVO: Fernando!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
What do I do?
Tell me what you want me to do.
MR GREER: Look
at me, look at me.
Hold him, hold him!
JACKSON: Okay okay okay.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(SIRENS BLARING)
MR GREER: Stay
here, stay here.
I got him, I got
him, I got him.
Dad where are you going?
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Go!
Move!
Please.
MR GREER: Policia.
Go go.
GUSTAVO: Come on man.
- Please.
- Tell him to go.
He's my son!
Dad, what are you doing?
Move.
Please.
I swear to God I'll kill him!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
- He's my son!
- Policia, go!
GUSTAVO: My son!
Dad!
(SIRENS BLARING)
Dad.
Hey, hey. The cops are here.
JACKSON: They're
gonna help you, hang on.
Hey, we need help!
- We need help!
- Help!
RAMIREZ: Freeze!
- Don't shoot me.
- Don't shoot him.
- Don't move.
- MR GREER: It's my son.
JACKSON: We need help.
RAMIREZ: So this coyote just
pulls a knife and stabs you.
MR GREER: Right.
And then y'all started
fighting for the rifle.
Right.
He stabbed me here.
Yup.
He grabbed my rifle and,
and we were
struggling for a bit.
He got the best of me,
he did knock me down.
My boy Lucas was on
the other side and,
he took a shot and he hit him.
(JACKSON CRYING)
And then he turned around on me
and uh, I had run back to my
horse to grab my bolt action
and, that's when the little
boy jumped in front of me.
Mm-hm, mm-hm.
And I shot him.
Makes me sick that
this kid lost his life
for the sins of this coyote.
What did I do, God?
I got narcos and smugglers
on my property every dang day.
Every dang day.
I know you know that.
Mm-hm.
And if I gotta take,
take this into my own hands
to keep it in check
then so be it.
I understand.
So, um, basically
what you're saying
is that it was all self defense.
It's not basically,
it's self defense.
Yeah, a lot of wet cattle
roaming around when I got there.
Never seen steer move
towards gunfire before.
You know my boy is laying
in there clinging to his life.
Maybe it's time I go
sit with my wife now.
We're almost done sir.
We're almost done.
Now what were y'all
doing out there so late?
Some kind of minute
man thing there, son?
We take good
care of our family.
It's just something
you do, you know?
Well this boy you
shot, he has family too.
It was an accident.
That how you saw it?
It was hectic out there, son.
Self defense.
Just like my dad said.
Y'all couldn't
just run them off?
We tried.
We don't speak Spanish,
Officer Ramirez.
I don't speak Spanish
either sir, and it's Ranger.
You work horses, Ranger?
No sir, I never have.
You learn early on not
to walk behind horses
'cause they kick
you in the head.
You see, long time ago
they used to be chased
down by wolves, so,
as time went on they stopped
looking what was back there,
they just kick.
I'll have to remember that.
Now don't leave town, Mr Greer.
MR GREER: Don't
leave town, Mr Greer.
All stick together.
Let's go see your mother.
Dad, you and Lucas
didn't do anything...
I fired the shot.
You hear me boy?
I took the shot.
You took the shot.
Yes sir.
Shall we go to the church, son?
Aren't you going to talk to me?
Talk to me. Don't
hold it inside.
Gustavo, you're a man of faith.
I'm nothing.
I'm not a husband.
I'm not a father.
I'm nothing.
Fernando is with his mother now.
They're happy...
They're not suffering anymore.
Let's go pray.
Don't turn your back on God.
Who turned their back on whom?
I always followed him
and adored him.
Now look what that asshole did!
Forgive me, son. Forgive me!
(SOMBER MUSIC)
My dad didn't do nothing.
I know.
This ain't fair.
They were on our land.
Well, come with me
and we'll work it out.
You're not listening.
This is their fault.
You shot a boy in the back.
You weren't there.
Well I'm here now.
Come with me, Jackson.
Hey!
Hey!
Son of a!
(TENSE MUSIC)
Come on!
Shit.
Where do you think you're going?
There's no where to go!
There's no where to go.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
Jackson!
You got no where to go!
Ya, come on boy!
Go go!
Come on boy.
Good job Sundance, come on.
Come on Sundance.
Come on.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
God damn.
Good job Sundance, come on.
Come on Sunny.
Ya!
(SOMBER MUSIC)
How's he doing?
How dare you chase
our son off to Mexico
like he's some criminal.
Call your son, Mr Greer.
Tell him to come home.
I told you before, Jackson
had nothing to do with this.
That's all I'm
gonna say about it.
Ma'am, he is not
safe out there.
Things could get a lot worse.
Worse?
They gut shot our son
right in our front 40.
With your husband's rifle.
A child died too.
I suggest you both
start helping me
before you run out of sons.
Call your son, Mr Greer.
Ma'am.
(JACKSON PANTING)
(JACKSON SIPPING WATER)
Come on, it's all we got.
Suit yourself.
(COW MOOING)
Yeah, I thought
I recognized you.
(SHUSHING)
Easy, easy easy easy.
Easy girl, easy.
Easy, easy.
(SHUSHING LIGHTLY)
(COW MOOING)
You're all right.
There you go.
Go on.
Go, go on, you're free.
Go!
Go on!
God.
Come on, go.
Go boy, run you dumb cow!
Go on, go!
Go on!
(COW MOOING)
What you looking at?
(JACKSON GAGGING)
(JACKSON VOMITING)
You made your point.
Ah.
(PHONE RINGING)
VOICEMAIL RECORDING:
Hey, this is Jackson Greer.
Leave a message and
I'll call you back.
Gig 'em.
Jackson, I need
you to come home son.
Call me.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(MAN WHISTLING)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
No, I need water.
Oh.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
I don't speak Spanish.
(MAN LAUGHS)
100 pesos.
100.
How much is this in pesos?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Come on man, you're robbing me.
I know it don't cost that much.
Hey hey.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Drink up.
Where you headed?
Gracias for the water.
You think you can
help me find a ride?
Sure.
How much you got?
Not much.
Relax, just leave
the horse with me.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(JACKSON GRUNTING)
So how you like Mexico, huh?
(JACKSON GRUNTING)
Back!
Back God damn it!
Get back!
Back up.
Back!
Back!
(ROPE WHIPPING)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(GUNSHOTS FIRING)
Ya, ya!
Mr Almeida?
Sorry for your loss, sir.
Thank you.
I do need to see some
ID before you can see him.
I'm not concerned with
your immigration status,
that's not why I'm here.
Thank you, sir.
You got a green card.
Why was your son
crossing illegally?
I filed an I-130
petition to bring him.
He was denied.
I'm sorry.
Uh, you want him
buried in Mexico?
Guanajuato, our hometown.
Of course.
Truly again, I'm sorry sir.
May I go see my son?
Absolutely, follow me.
(GUSTAVO CRYING)
(EMOTIONAL MUSIC)
(DARK MUSIC)
(GUSTAVO CRYING)
Hold it please.
Thanks.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(JACKSON WINCING)
Stop stop stop.
Stop, I gotta get off.
Stop, stop.
(JACKSON GRUNTING)
(JACKSON WINCING)
You're not alone.
No father should bury his son.
So, how are we gonna
handle this kid?
He's headed south on a
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH) horse.
I'm going to do this alone.
And he's not a kid.
Padre, I liked your hijo.
Strong.
Come on.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Do you have water?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
What are you doing out here?
Um, camping.
Camping?
I just need help.
I can work for you.
I know cattle.
Cattle.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
JACKSON: Cattle, horses.
Horses.
JACKSON: Si, yeah. I
work, I work for you, sir.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Yes, work.
JACKSON: Yes sir.
Okay.
Okay.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Come on.
You're all right.
You're okay.
Come on.
Come on Sundance, good boy.
Thank you man.
No.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
With horses.
Horses.
Yes, yes.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Wow.
Aren't you gonna
thank my father?
Hey, thank you, sir.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Oh, nothing.
I'm good.
Work?
Yeah, I can work.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Bring the horse.
Yup.
It's infected.
I just don't want you to die
on my property, you know?
Liability.
Thank you.
Gracias.
(ROOSTER CROWING)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Morning.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
God helps those
who get up early.
Sure.
How's your hand?
It's better.
- Good.
- Yeah.
Work?
Yes sir.
Yeah I'm good to go.
I can rope, ride, shoe, sheer.
Work.
Work.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC)
I know.
(HORSE NEIGHING)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Hey man.
Hey you gotta teach
him direction first.
MAN: Yeah yeah!
I mean he's no good unless
he knows where he's going.
Yeah, you keep
shoveling shit man.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(SHEEP BAAING)
(HORSE NEIGHING)
(HORSE NEIGHING)
Whoa.
Whoa, whoa.
Cero.
Let's go right.
Come on Cero, right right
right right right right!
Good boy.
(SERENE MUSIC)
Good job, Cero.
Let's go left.
(CLAPPING)
Good.
One more, one more, go right.
Go right, go right,
go right, go right.
Good.
Left.
Left, come on, left.
Come on, left.
Nice, there you go Cero.
(THUNDER ROARING)
♪ Day long while ago ♪
♪ I walked down dirt road ♪
♪ And stood in a tiny grave ♪
♪ Stone rows line the road ♪
♪ Black and white
cattle roam the fields ♪
♪ Corn growed up straight ♪
♪ Time's have changed
since my own life ♪
♪ I've never thought
I'd see the day ♪
♪ There's houses
in the cornfield ♪
♪ Round the farm and barn ♪
♪ An the old dirt road's paved ♪
(MEN LAUGHING)
♪ And the old dirt
road was paved. ♪
(ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC)
Sundance is gonna get jealous.
Not bad, huh?
No, not bad.
Oh oh oh.
Come on, we'll take
you to Raphael's.
What's Raphael's?
You'll see.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
Ooh.
(SINGING IN SPANISH)
Are you ready to have fun?
Hola.
- Hey!
- Hey!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Hey babe!
Why bother wearing that bandana?
I can see everything!
Who's the cute white guy?
Him?
He's not so cute.
Your boyfriend
smells like a dog's ass.
He's not my boyfriend!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Pero's a dog, right?
MAN: Yeah, right.
What's a culo?
(WOMEN LAUGHING)
Aw, tell him what it is!
No no no.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You're the "culo"!
You don't wanna know,
you don't wanna know.
OK, so why's he in my bar?
- Your bar?
- My bar!
No, it's not your bar!
This bar belongs
to the one and only...
RAPHAEL!!
CROWD: Rafi, Rafi!
Rafi, Rafi, Rafi!
Who's Raphael?
Ladies and gentlemen
presenting tonight's
star attraction
Raphael!
Place your bets, everyone!
This is Rafi.
Yeah.
Raphael?
Raphael, yes.
And this is
Donatello, and that's.
Leonardo.
- Yeah.
- Ninja turtles.
- Yeah.
- All right,
let's go Rafi.
CROWD: Rafi, Rafi, Rafi!
You puto.
Ay ay ay ay.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You with the white boy?
Hey, you touch my horse
again and I'm gonna kill you.
Hey, no no no no.
JACKSON: This asshole
tried to steal my horse.
Your time's coming,
Jackson Greer.
Yeah yeah.
Let go.
Hey hey hey.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
Come on!
There we go, there we go!
(CROWD CHEERING)
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(SINGING IN SPANISH)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You wanna dance?
I will try.
Okay.
I like that attitude.
This is banda.
Banda.
Banda.
Bad ass.
Yeah, it is bad ass.
This is how we do
it where I come from.
Hola.
- BARTENDER: Hola.
- Uh.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
And a shot of tequila.
(HORSE NEIGHING)
Sundance.
Sundance, come on man.
Sundance.
Yeah I know.
(SNORING)
Hey.
Hey.
(MAN MUMBLING)
Wake up man.
MAN: Man, it's Sunday.
So.
So, we do it big on Sundays.
Sunday breakfast.
Nah man, that's family
stuff, you go ahead.
No.
Come on, let's go.
Hangover's no excuse.
Man, I'm still drunk.
Sunday breakfast man.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Enjoy it.
Oh.
Gracias.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
My father likes you.
That means a lot, you know.
I think you can stay here
as long as you keep working.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Um, that means, we are
all cattle drovers,
so we all meet
again down the road.
My father loves his
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH).
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Rafi, Rafi, Rafi, Rafi!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You want some?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Excuse me.
(PHONE RINGING)
- Dad.
- Jackson.
Thank God, where are you son?
JACKSON: How's Lucas?
Surgery's tomorrow.
You come home now you
can still make it.
We need you.
Dad, I can't sleep.
No, listen to me Jackson.
I want you to listen to me, boy.
This is not your fault.
You understand me?
It's not your fault, okay?
I want, I want you to
tell me where you are
and I want to get you back here.
JACKSON: I took
his life, dad.
No, listen to me son.
Texas Rangers are
gonna come get you.
They're gonna come get you now.
I wanna know where
you are right now.
You tell me where you are.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Jackson.
(PHONE TURNING OFF)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Good, yeah yeah.
Text me the location.
You did the right
thing, Mr Greer.
If you can't bring
our son home safe,
you better stay down there.
- Yes ma'am.
- Hey.
Just bring my son home.
Jackson.
How did that coyote at
the bar know your name?
I don't know.
I gotta go.
WOMAN: Go where?
You know where Guanajuato is?
Que?
Guanajuato.
Is it a city?
Is it close to here?
You really are lost.
Just tell me if
it's close or not.
Come on, what does it
take, two days ride, three?
It's too far on a horse.
Okay, Jesus, I'll
take care of Sundance
until you get back
from your, whatever.
I'll give you a minute.
Hey.
Don't do anything stupid.
(HORSE NEIGHING)
Hey, I love you.
♪ Inroad ivy ♪
♪ Wrapped around my skin ♪
♪ Pulls me deeper ♪
♪ Drags me back again ♪
♪ Tangle me up in your vine ♪
♪ Take my spirit, take my mind ♪
♪ Take me over to
that other side ♪
God damn it!
(HAUNTING MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Hey.
Here's your ticket.
This is too much.
We've been trying to break
that horse for a whole year.
Well he ain't
broke yet, he just,
knows where to go.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
I hope you find
what you're looking for.
Hey.
We all meet again
down the road, right?
Like your dad says.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
And sure enough, there was
Tom Sawyer waiting for me.
I sat still and listened.
Directly I could just barely
hear a meow, meow down there.
Says I, meow, meow,
as soft as I could,
and then I put out the light
and scrambled out the
window onto the shed.
Then I slipped
down to the ground
and crawled in amongst the
trees, and sure enough.
You wanna trade?
Sorry.
No, it's okay.
It's okay.
Uh, (SPEAKING IN SPANISH).
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Gracias senor.
What kind of weird
fruit it this?
Prickly pear.
Try it.
All right.
That's awesome man.
- Yeah.
- Awesome man.
What's she making you read?
Uh, "The Adventures
of Huckleberry Finn."
That's a classic.
What's your favorite part?
Nothing, it's just boring.
WOMAN: What?
B-boring?
Huck Finn?
Has he met the King yet?
A king?
There's no king.
Si, a king, duke, gold.
Treasure, action, even murder.
Hm, if there's violence I
think we should not read this.
No no no no no.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Chapter two?
Uh, I can't.
Can't read?
All right.
Let's do it.
Okay.
Chapter two, "The
Boys Escape Jim."
We went tip-toeing along
a path amongst the trees
back towards the end
of the widow's garden.
Stooping down so as the branches
wouldn't scrape our heads.
When we was passing
by the kitchen,
I fell over a root
and made a noise.
Ms Watson's big,
friend, named Jim,
was sitting in the kitchen door.
(SERENE MUSIC)
We could see him pretty clear
because there was
a light behind him.
He got up and
stretched his neck out
about a minute, listening.
Then he says, who there?
He listened some more.
Then he come tip-toeing down
and stood right between us.
We could have
touched him, nearly.
Well, likely it was
minutes and minutes
that there weren't a sound.
And we all there
so close together.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Sir.
Senor, I've been waiting
here for hours, now come on.
My counselor called
your boss, okay?
Jackson Greer's murder case.
(SHUSHING)
It's a murder case senor.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Son of a bitch.
Adios douche bag.
Shit.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Jackson.
Are you still okay?
Yeah.
He's a good kid.
Thank you.
Can I ask you something?
Why you all headed south?
We're just going
home for break?
So it's that easy?
I mean y'all can just
go back and forth?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Huh?
We're not all
immigrants, you know.
I just figured 'cause you
were teaching him English,
you'd be coming from America.
We are in America
right now, you know?
Latin America.
Right.
I'm an English
teacher in Tamaulipas.
But we're headed home to Leon.
You know, it's funny
what you just said
about America and all.
My, my dad says we
don't live in America.
We live in Texas.
And what, what does that mean?
I don't know.
(WOMAN LAUGHS)
Now I will admit, I,
I didn't know how
big Mexico was.
And where are you going?
Ganajato.
Where?
Ganajato.
(WOMAN LAUGHS)
You're going somewhere
and you don't even know
how to pronounce it.
I think you mean
Guanajuato, right?
Guanajuato.
Guanajuato
Perfect.
Remember when we
used to drop off water
and blankets and jerky
down by the river?
I do.
What happened to us?
You know, they just
kept coming and coming.
I was just trying to protect us.
And it's not like they're
little kids anymore
looking for farm jobs.
They're in our
backyards every week.
And dealing with coyotes and
drugs and guns and cartels,
in our backyard.
I don't know what to do.
It's different now.
Yeah.
But we're different.
I know.
I'm gonna make it right.
I'll make it right.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Why'd we stop?
I don't know.
There's no bus stop here.
Something's wrong.
(KNOCKING ON WINDOW)
- (TENSE MUSIC)
- Go sit with your mom.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Hm, Jackson.
Jackson.
You might as well come out
or I'm gonna start shooting
some people here, huh.
You wanna make me do it?
You wanna make me do it?
You wanna make me do it?
Ay, ay, you got, you got me.
Payback's a bitch, huh?
Let's go, let's go.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Come on.
Isn't anybody
gonna do anything?
Can't anybody help him?
- Nobody's going to help him?
- Keep your stupid brat quiet!
Let him go!
Shut the hell up!
Hey hey hey. You
got me, you got me!
Let's just go.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
No cell phone,
hey no cell phone.
No cell phone!
No, cell phone!
JACKSON: Hey asshole!
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Get him! I'll go around!
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(BODY THUDDING)
(JACKSON SCREAMING)
(GUNSHOTS FIRING)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(GUNSHOTS FIRING)
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
- (ROCK SMACKING)
- Ah!
(TENSE MUSIC)
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Did you get him?
Where's the gringo going?
Where's the gringo going?
Are you deaf?
Are you deaf?
No? You want him to be deaf?
No no no no!
Not my son! Not my son!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
No no no no no.
No no no!
Answer him!
Guanajuato!
He's going to Guanajuato!
Get back on the bus.
Shit.
Boom.
Hey hey hey hey hey,
where you going?
I'm going home
to bury my son.
I'm done with you.
I didn't do all this
for you bitch out.
What the?
You just cutting me out?
You puto.
Fuck.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
He's here!
Let him be alone with his son.
(JACKSON PANTING)
(THUNDER ROARING)
(HORSE NEIGHING)
(THUNDER ROARING)
(LIGHT RAIN FALLING)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(TRYING TO SPEAK IN SPANISH)
Policia.
(GUN COCKING)
Oh Jesus, don't shoot.
Don't shoot, I'm a Texas Ranger.
They still have that?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Yeah, they still have that.
They still, they
still have that.
Well this is our property
and we have the
right to protect it.
I totally get that.
I totally get that,
I'm just looking for
the owner of this horse.
He's not here.
I'm sorry, you're right.
Ma'am.
Sir, I'll just be
moving along then.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Yeah, goodnight.
(CHAINSAW REVVING)
Hey.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Uh uh, sleeping.
I was just sleeping.
That's it.
It's cold.
I was just sleeping
'cause, mucho frio.
Mucho frio?
Martin.
Jackson.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
Hm.
(RADIO BEEPING)
OFFICER: Headquarters.
Hey, I need an address on
that boy that was killed,
Fernando Almeida, in Guanajuato.
Rosa.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Gracias.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Thank you.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Gracias, thank you so much.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You gotta eat too?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You gotta eat.
No no no, tu, tu eat, eat.
Caliente.
Caliente.
Ah.
That's good.
This for your kids?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
No.
But you made all these.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Uh, usted.
Si.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Eat.
- Eat, eat.
- All right.
It is good.
Martin?
Rosa?
(ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(SINGING IN SPANISH)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
No no, okay!
(JACKSON SCREAMING)
(SINGING IN SPANISH)
Son...
It's time.
(SINGING IN SPANISH)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Whoa whoa, hey!
Hey.
Texas Ranger.
Texas Ranger, my prisoner.
You all right?
My shoulder.
Okay, we'll get that
taken care of, all right.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Cross your legs,
cross your legs.
Okay.
All right, that's my prisoner.
Si si si si.
Hang on, all right. I'm gonna
get you signed over to me.
Get you home, we'll
get this sorted out.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(MARIACHI MUSIC)
Jackson, you want some
ice for that shoulder?
I read your letter.
It's contrite.
They take that all into account.
Your parents will be
happy to have you home.
Fernando will still be dead.
Yes sir.
And you'll pay for that.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Hey, hey puto.
- Quiet.
- Hey, you with the hat.
Hey.
- Hey you bitch.
- Quiet. Hey, Jackson, quiet.
Oh, ooh.
Your girlfriend
smells like a dog's ass!
Boy.
Yeah.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Hey, shut it down.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Back up.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Back up, back up, back up.
Dang.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(JACKSON GRUNTING)
Shit.
Jackson!
Don't move.
Don't you dare.
Shit.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(CHILDREN PLAYING)
(PHONE RINGING)
LUCAS: Hello?
Luke?
Hey, Jackson man.
Where, where are you?
Oh man, it's good
to hear your voice.
It's good to hear
your voice too man.
Put it on speaker phone.
Hey, Jacks.
JACKSON: How you feeling?
I'm all right man.
You know the, they
got the bullet out.
Slid out like, like butter man.
You sound strong.
LUCAS: Tell you what,
be doing a lot better
if you were here, man.
Jackson, I, I need you here man.
You know, Mexico's
not like I thought.
Oh, Jackson honey, you're,
it's okay, you come on home now.
JACKSON: Mom?
- Yeah.
- Mom.
I've been thinking about you.
I've been thinking
about all of you.
MR GREER: Jackson, son,
listen to me, it's
not your fault, okay?
LUCAS: Dad's right man.
You were just, you were
doing the best you could man.
You were trying to
protect everybody.
Where are you man?
Hey, you remember
what we talked about?
LUCAS: Yeah, about what?
The fishing pond.
Yeah, of course man.
We would talk about a
lot of things, Jackson.
Hey, why don't you
come on home man.
We'll talk about all this too.
I was wrong.
I was wrong about a lot.
(MARIACHI BAND MUSIC)
LUCAS: Jackson,
listen to me man.
It's all right to be
wrong sometimes, okay?
You just, just come on home man.
I need you man.
I need my little brother back.
(MARIACHI MUSIC)
Jackson.
I love you guys.
LUCAS: Jackson,
listen, don't hang up.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(MARIACHI MUSIC)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Oh, hey.
Do you know where
the people who live here are?
In the Cathedral
of San Francisco.
Heavenly Father,
receive your blessed son
and give him eternal peace.
Help this family to
accept Your will.
May the blessings of Almighty
God be upon you.
In the name of the Father,
Son and Holy Ghost.
Go in peace. This
concludes the Mass.
(CHURCH BELLS RINGING)
I'll meet you outside, mom.
Please.
Dog.
(SOMBER ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC)
What are you doing here?
This is yours.
Just do it.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(COUNTING IN SPANISH)
(COUNTING IN SPANISH)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Get up.
Why did you do that?
Why did you do that?
I'm sorry.
(JACKSON CRYING)
I'm sorry.
What about your son, padre?
(TENSE MUSIC)
Don't, Luis.
Don't.
(GUN COCKING)
He killed your son.
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Luis.
Piece of crap!
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
I've forgiven him.
Let me do this or you'll
never forgive yourself.
Luis!
He killed your son.
He killed your son.
- Luis!
- Padre!
Hey!
(GUNSHOTS FIRING)
Oh Jesus.
Hey.
Hey.
- Are you okay?
- (GRUNTS)
(LUIS GASPING)
ABUELITA: Gustavo.
I'm alright, mom.
Poor creature.
I just wanted to help you.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
- Can you walk?
- Yeah, can you help me up?
I got you, I got you.
I got you.
(ABUELITA CRYING)
Thank you.
Go home.
(ABUELITA SOBBING)
God damn.
You all right?
Yeah.
Sundance is disgusted.
Shut up, both of you.
MR GREER: Jackson.
It's time son.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
We'll visit you all the time.
Hey boy.
Hey buddy.
Three years, okay?
Less then I deserve, anyway.
We all meet again down
the road, all right?
Be good.
JACKSON VOICEOVER:
Dear mom and dad,
the only think I ever
really wanted in my life
was just to make
you proud of me.
That's why I always
threw so hard.
That's why I wanted to
ride just like Lucas.
And that's why I made
that terrible mistake.
I'm really sorry
I failed you guys.
I don't know if I can fix
what I did down here, but,
but I think I gotta try.
So if I don't come back, please
take care of Lucas for me.
Take care of the ranch and
take care of each other.
Love you guys.
Jackson.
(EMOTIONAL MUSIC)
(SMOOTH GUITAR MUSIC)
(ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC)
(WIND BLOWING)
(GENTLE MUSIC)
Come on, here we go.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Woo-hoo!
Woo-hoo!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Your boy gives 110%
of everything he does.
I don't need to
tell you what a spot
on the Yankees AA club
would mean for Jackson.
Nope, no, no.
We are very well aware.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Woo!
Woo!
Ya-hoo!
(COWS MOOING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
- Whoa, here boy!
- There you go, Jackson.
Just like old times.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Goddammit, Lucas!
(HORSE NEIGHING)
Hey, come on, come on, come on!
Let's get him!
Let's get him, Sundance!
Woohoo!
What the heck?
Hey man.
Been waiting so long,
thought I'd take a
swim over to Mexico.
You cut me off.
It ain't my fault
Rooster's a faster horse.
Yeah right.
You had him and he
knows it, Sundance.
All right big brother, double
or nothing back to the house.
Woo!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Eat my dust, boy!
So you're really
staying here all summer?
Couldn't wait to get home
and shovel shit with you.
Come on, you know you can't
run this place without me.
I just figured you'd be
off training somewhere.
Got the big Yankees tryout
next week, better be ready.
Rather train with you.
Good luck telling mom that.
She won't shut up about it.
Oh, my baby in New York.
Boy's going all the way.
GAME ANNOUNCER:
Hammers the plate in.
When you go into the Yanks
system, you're set for life.
Come on man, it takes
years to make it to the bigs.
We've got so much to do
right here, right pop?
Well you don't want
trade that for this.
Come on, dang piece of crap.
Dad.
DAD: What?
Come on, use my computer.
Set up a spreadsheet on Excel.
I'll tell you something,
why don't you just
worry about that arm?
Dad, I like the ranch.
Well, then when you get
your big signing bonus
from the New York Yankees
you can pay off our mortgage.
Right darlin'?
(DOGS BARKING)
Oh shit.
What is that?
Stay here.
Just stay here.
(DOGS BARKING)
(COWS MOOING)
No way.
Jackson.
Jackson.
I'm going mom.
(COWS MOOING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
LUCAS: Hey dad,
they cut the fence!
Dad!
You seeing this?
Keep them away from
the house!
Get out of here!
Go on, git!
Get the hell outta here!
Git!
(SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
Get the hell off our land!
- Go on, get outta here!
- Go back in the house.
Go on.
Go on.
- LUCAS: Dad, you all right?
- MR GREER: Yup.
(HORSE NEIGHING)
Whoa, whoa, Sundance.
Whoa Sundance, it's okay.
Whoa, Sunny.
(ROOSTER CLUCKING)
LUCAS: Jackson!
You seen anybody in here?
No.
LUCAS: Shit!
God damn cattle are everywhere!
Dad, you going after them?
I'm coming with you.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
You're up early.
JACKSON: How'd it go?
Got a couple.
Dad's handing them
over to border patrol.
How's it feel
when you catch them?
Remember we used to go
fishing out at Robbins Pond?
Yeah?
Remember how I used to
always catch that same bass?
Over and over again.
Sure, it was
catch and release.
Right right right.
But you think that after
getting the hook in them
and ripping themselves
up all bloody
that the fish would wise up.
But they just kept
coming on back.
You know why?
Why?
'Cause they're hungry.
(CAR ENGINE HUMMING)
(ENGINE STOPS)
(SPEAKING SPANISH) It's like Dad
said it would be... just great!
He never said it
would be this cold.
I never knew my grandkids
could be so whiny.
Silly little boys!
(SPEAKING SPANISH) Dad said we
should wait for him here.
Doesn't matter. He's not
"The Shepherd" anymore.
We need a real coyote.
Real coyotes will rob you
and leave you to die.
Shut up and sit down.
I'll be right back.
How much?
35 for the rabbit.
20 for the fruit and
20 for the water.
Dad said we shouldn't
buy anything here.
You'll need more than agua,
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH).
Check this out.
You can drill those Texans
a new asshole with this.
How much for that?
I can loan it to you.
Then maybe you help me
out out there, you know.
Just have to carry one
of those with you, huh.
So?
GUSTAVO: Enrique!
Ah shit.
Papa?
The Shepherd!
Damn ninos, why
didn't you tell me
you was with the Shepherd?
But Gustavo, we need it
to defend against the Minutemen.
A bunch of fat guys
drinking beer in lawn chairs?
What a joke!
Your pops helped me
cross when I was your age.
Said he'd protect me and my
mama, get us a better life.
It's kind of funny
you know 'cause,
I don't really remember
you after that, Gustavo.
We do the same thing, padre.
We can even do it,
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH).
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
I do it for the church.
So that no coyote
can mess with my people.
See you on the other
side, Shepherd!
Put that dirt in the back.
Watch your hand.
You put your hand there
again I'm gonna hit it.
All right.
How many you think we lost?
Counted about 10 this morning.
10.
Prime heifers.
Two grand a head.
What you want to do, dad?
We're going to Mexico
and get our property back.
That's what I'm gonna do.
Ooh, that's what
I'm talking about.
Not you.
Just me and Lucas.
Come on dad, it's
gonna be dark out there.
Not you.
What, you're
gonna need my help.
I said, ah!
God!
JACKSON: You all right?
Yeah, I'm okay, I'm
just sick of this shit.
Grab that real quick.
Jackson, Lucas, keep working.
(LUCAS SCOFFS)
You gonna leave
me here? All right.
MAN ON RADIO: Y'all hear
about them coyotes in Laredo?
MAN ON RADIO:
No, what happened?
MAN ON RADIO: Well they've
been poisoning ranch dogs
to shut them up when they cross.
MAN ON RADIO: Oh man,
that, that's not gonna work.
I'll be ready with a load
of buckshot for them beaners
they try that bullshit...
Move on, let's go.
Let's go.
Listen to me.
Me and your mom, we're
trapped here, we're stuck.
Not you, you got
college, baseball.
You have a gift.
I like ranching.
(DAD SCOFFS)
Ranching.
Don't know if you notice
but we're on the wrong
side of the fence.
I don't know how long
we're gonna have a ranch.
And all you want to talk
to me about is baseball.
- Who gives a shit?
- Hey hey hey, language.
You gonna give it a shot.
You knock them Yankees
on their asses.
It don't work out,
don't work out.
Who gives a shit?
Watch your language.
(DAD LAUGHS)
Come on, Tanner.
Bad enough I gotta
show my passport
to go to the hardware store.
Go ahead Mr Greer.
Thank you.
Here's the water, guys!
Pass it around.
Rest for a little.
Come on, son.
Let's climb up together.
You'll see how beautiful it is.
(SERENE MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You see that hill over there?
Well, a little bit
closer to us is Texas.
Texas looks just like Mexico.
Yeah, it really does.
Will you still be
"The Shepherd" in Texas?
Well, someone else has to do it.
I missed you so much.
Me too, son.
We're gonna go get those
cows across the river.
Be back by morning.
Come help your momma out.
Oh.
(MOM SIGHS)
This looks like fun.
(MOM LAUGHS)
Ya ya!
Come on fatty, come on!
Getting back to cross.
Still missing three.
Dad, I can't see.
Count to ten.
How about now?
Better.
See? It's all good now.
Sometimes you have to
close your eyes and start over
to see things clearly.
Let's go.
Fernando, wait for me.
I got a little gift for you.
I'm gonna keep this forever.
You're just like your mother.
She used to keep every penny.
Always saving up.
You remind me of
her in every way.
What happened?
That's what "real" coyotes do.
Not like your father.
Let's go, let's go. Keep moving.
You know it's just
gonna get dirty again.
Then I'll wash it again.
(LAUGHS)
Now there's your baseball smile.
I've been missing that lately.
This is our home, ma.
I don't want to lose it.
Saving the ranch
is not your job.
Come on, you're
going to New York.
Aren't you excited?
Yeah.
But you know AA pitchers,
they throw an average
of like 92 MPH.
Do you remember that
church league game?
Y'all were getting whooped.
Half of the parents
packed up by the fifth.
Yeah the other half were yelling
to yank me off the mound.
I didn't want to
make you more nervous,
so I started waiting
- from the snack bar.
- From the snack bar.
Yes!
The more they scored
the harder you threw.
We lost that game.
By one run.
And I swear that kid,
he was out at the plate.
- He was out.
- Yeah,
that's what I said.
The point is,
you played it out, Jacks.
You didn't give up.
What, where are you going?
Jacks, where are you going?
Got me a game to finish.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
TEACHER RECORDING: I'm
going to my friend's house.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Let's do it one more time.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
If we go back now we look
like idiots, all right.
We're not going back.
Just gotta find...
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Ya!
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Don't move!
Don't move.
Hey dad, I got three
of them over there.
Hey man, we want no trouble.
Stop moving!
- GUSTAVO: Miguel!
- Stay there, don't move.
No, stay back, hey!
- Back up!
- Take it easy.
- Wait, wait.
- Don't you move.
- Don't you move.
- We're passing by, man.
Don't you move.
Get down.
GUSTAVO: We want no trouble.
I don't know what
she's saying, dad!
What you want me to do?
I got you, I got
you. Don't move.
Don't you move.
Down on your knees,
everybody down, down.
GUSTAVO: Sir,
we're just passing by.
MR GREER: You
down, down, get down.
- You two, down.
- Take easy.
LUCAS: Get back!
Get back right now!
Go on, back up!
Get down on your knees, now!
GUSTAVO: We
don't want trouble.
DAD: I told you to sit
down. I said get back.
- Don't move.
- Get down.
Ya ya, ho!
MR GREER: I said get down.
Dad I'm here,
what do you need?
Down down down,
I said get down.
Keep your arms there.
- Are you armed?
- GUSTAVO: No sir, no sir.
- You sure.
- Yes.
Dad!
GUSTAVO: We want no trouble.
I got you dad!
- I'm here!
- Jack, what are you?
Oh!
GUSTAVO: We want no
trouble man. (INTENSE MUSIC)
JACKSON: Dad.
Dad move out of the way!
LUCAS: Jackson!
What the hell are
you doing here?
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
No!
Papa!
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
(FERNANDO GASPING)
Move!
Fernando!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Fernando!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Get away.
Get away Jackson.
Dad.
Luke!
Luke!
Luke!
Lucas!
Hey, hey!
Let me see it, let me see.
Oh Jesus.
GUSTAVO: Fernando!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
What do I do?
Tell me what you want me to do.
MR GREER: Look
at me, look at me.
Hold him, hold him!
JACKSON: Okay okay okay.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(SIRENS BLARING)
MR GREER: Stay
here, stay here.
I got him, I got
him, I got him.
Dad where are you going?
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Go!
Move!
Please.
MR GREER: Policia.
Go go.
GUSTAVO: Come on man.
- Please.
- Tell him to go.
He's my son!
Dad, what are you doing?
Move.
Please.
I swear to God I'll kill him!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
- He's my son!
- Policia, go!
GUSTAVO: My son!
Dad!
(SIRENS BLARING)
Dad.
Hey, hey. The cops are here.
JACKSON: They're
gonna help you, hang on.
Hey, we need help!
- We need help!
- Help!
RAMIREZ: Freeze!
- Don't shoot me.
- Don't shoot him.
- Don't move.
- MR GREER: It's my son.
JACKSON: We need help.
RAMIREZ: So this coyote just
pulls a knife and stabs you.
MR GREER: Right.
And then y'all started
fighting for the rifle.
Right.
He stabbed me here.
Yup.
He grabbed my rifle and,
and we were
struggling for a bit.
He got the best of me,
he did knock me down.
My boy Lucas was on
the other side and,
he took a shot and he hit him.
(JACKSON CRYING)
And then he turned around on me
and uh, I had run back to my
horse to grab my bolt action
and, that's when the little
boy jumped in front of me.
Mm-hm, mm-hm.
And I shot him.
Makes me sick that
this kid lost his life
for the sins of this coyote.
What did I do, God?
I got narcos and smugglers
on my property every dang day.
Every dang day.
I know you know that.
Mm-hm.
And if I gotta take,
take this into my own hands
to keep it in check
then so be it.
I understand.
So, um, basically
what you're saying
is that it was all self defense.
It's not basically,
it's self defense.
Yeah, a lot of wet cattle
roaming around when I got there.
Never seen steer move
towards gunfire before.
You know my boy is laying
in there clinging to his life.
Maybe it's time I go
sit with my wife now.
We're almost done sir.
We're almost done.
Now what were y'all
doing out there so late?
Some kind of minute
man thing there, son?
We take good
care of our family.
It's just something
you do, you know?
Well this boy you
shot, he has family too.
It was an accident.
That how you saw it?
It was hectic out there, son.
Self defense.
Just like my dad said.
Y'all couldn't
just run them off?
We tried.
We don't speak Spanish,
Officer Ramirez.
I don't speak Spanish
either sir, and it's Ranger.
You work horses, Ranger?
No sir, I never have.
You learn early on not
to walk behind horses
'cause they kick
you in the head.
You see, long time ago
they used to be chased
down by wolves, so,
as time went on they stopped
looking what was back there,
they just kick.
I'll have to remember that.
Now don't leave town, Mr Greer.
MR GREER: Don't
leave town, Mr Greer.
All stick together.
Let's go see your mother.
Dad, you and Lucas
didn't do anything...
I fired the shot.
You hear me boy?
I took the shot.
You took the shot.
Yes sir.
Shall we go to the church, son?
Aren't you going to talk to me?
Talk to me. Don't
hold it inside.
Gustavo, you're a man of faith.
I'm nothing.
I'm not a husband.
I'm not a father.
I'm nothing.
Fernando is with his mother now.
They're happy...
They're not suffering anymore.
Let's go pray.
Don't turn your back on God.
Who turned their back on whom?
I always followed him
and adored him.
Now look what that asshole did!
Forgive me, son. Forgive me!
(SOMBER MUSIC)
My dad didn't do nothing.
I know.
This ain't fair.
They were on our land.
Well, come with me
and we'll work it out.
You're not listening.
This is their fault.
You shot a boy in the back.
You weren't there.
Well I'm here now.
Come with me, Jackson.
Hey!
Hey!
Son of a!
(TENSE MUSIC)
Come on!
Shit.
Where do you think you're going?
There's no where to go!
There's no where to go.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
Jackson!
You got no where to go!
Ya, come on boy!
Go go!
Come on boy.
Good job Sundance, come on.
Come on Sundance.
Come on.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
God damn.
Good job Sundance, come on.
Come on Sunny.
Ya!
(SOMBER MUSIC)
How's he doing?
How dare you chase
our son off to Mexico
like he's some criminal.
Call your son, Mr Greer.
Tell him to come home.
I told you before, Jackson
had nothing to do with this.
That's all I'm
gonna say about it.
Ma'am, he is not
safe out there.
Things could get a lot worse.
Worse?
They gut shot our son
right in our front 40.
With your husband's rifle.
A child died too.
I suggest you both
start helping me
before you run out of sons.
Call your son, Mr Greer.
Ma'am.
(JACKSON PANTING)
(JACKSON SIPPING WATER)
Come on, it's all we got.
Suit yourself.
(COW MOOING)
Yeah, I thought
I recognized you.
(SHUSHING)
Easy, easy easy easy.
Easy girl, easy.
Easy, easy.
(SHUSHING LIGHTLY)
(COW MOOING)
You're all right.
There you go.
Go on.
Go, go on, you're free.
Go!
Go on!
God.
Come on, go.
Go boy, run you dumb cow!
Go on, go!
Go on!
(COW MOOING)
What you looking at?
(JACKSON GAGGING)
(JACKSON VOMITING)
You made your point.
Ah.
(PHONE RINGING)
VOICEMAIL RECORDING:
Hey, this is Jackson Greer.
Leave a message and
I'll call you back.
Gig 'em.
Jackson, I need
you to come home son.
Call me.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(MAN WHISTLING)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
No, I need water.
Oh.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
I don't speak Spanish.
(MAN LAUGHS)
100 pesos.
100.
How much is this in pesos?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Come on man, you're robbing me.
I know it don't cost that much.
Hey hey.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Drink up.
Where you headed?
Gracias for the water.
You think you can
help me find a ride?
Sure.
How much you got?
Not much.
Relax, just leave
the horse with me.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(JACKSON GRUNTING)
So how you like Mexico, huh?
(JACKSON GRUNTING)
Back!
Back God damn it!
Get back!
Back up.
Back!
Back!
(ROPE WHIPPING)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(GUNSHOTS FIRING)
Ya, ya!
Mr Almeida?
Sorry for your loss, sir.
Thank you.
I do need to see some
ID before you can see him.
I'm not concerned with
your immigration status,
that's not why I'm here.
Thank you, sir.
You got a green card.
Why was your son
crossing illegally?
I filed an I-130
petition to bring him.
He was denied.
I'm sorry.
Uh, you want him
buried in Mexico?
Guanajuato, our hometown.
Of course.
Truly again, I'm sorry sir.
May I go see my son?
Absolutely, follow me.
(GUSTAVO CRYING)
(EMOTIONAL MUSIC)
(DARK MUSIC)
(GUSTAVO CRYING)
Hold it please.
Thanks.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(JACKSON WINCING)
Stop stop stop.
Stop, I gotta get off.
Stop, stop.
(JACKSON GRUNTING)
(JACKSON WINCING)
You're not alone.
No father should bury his son.
So, how are we gonna
handle this kid?
He's headed south on a
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH) horse.
I'm going to do this alone.
And he's not a kid.
Padre, I liked your hijo.
Strong.
Come on.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Do you have water?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
What are you doing out here?
Um, camping.
Camping?
I just need help.
I can work for you.
I know cattle.
Cattle.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
JACKSON: Cattle, horses.
Horses.
JACKSON: Si, yeah. I
work, I work for you, sir.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Yes, work.
JACKSON: Yes sir.
Okay.
Okay.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Come on.
You're all right.
You're okay.
Come on.
Come on Sundance, good boy.
Thank you man.
No.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
With horses.
Horses.
Yes, yes.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Wow.
Aren't you gonna
thank my father?
Hey, thank you, sir.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Oh, nothing.
I'm good.
Work?
Yeah, I can work.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Bring the horse.
Yup.
It's infected.
I just don't want you to die
on my property, you know?
Liability.
Thank you.
Gracias.
(ROOSTER CROWING)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Morning.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
God helps those
who get up early.
Sure.
How's your hand?
It's better.
- Good.
- Yeah.
Work?
Yes sir.
Yeah I'm good to go.
I can rope, ride, shoe, sheer.
Work.
Work.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC)
I know.
(HORSE NEIGHING)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Hey man.
Hey you gotta teach
him direction first.
MAN: Yeah yeah!
I mean he's no good unless
he knows where he's going.
Yeah, you keep
shoveling shit man.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(SHEEP BAAING)
(HORSE NEIGHING)
(HORSE NEIGHING)
Whoa.
Whoa, whoa.
Cero.
Let's go right.
Come on Cero, right right
right right right right!
Good boy.
(SERENE MUSIC)
Good job, Cero.
Let's go left.
(CLAPPING)
Good.
One more, one more, go right.
Go right, go right,
go right, go right.
Good.
Left.
Left, come on, left.
Come on, left.
Nice, there you go Cero.
(THUNDER ROARING)
♪ Day long while ago ♪
♪ I walked down dirt road ♪
♪ And stood in a tiny grave ♪
♪ Stone rows line the road ♪
♪ Black and white
cattle roam the fields ♪
♪ Corn growed up straight ♪
♪ Time's have changed
since my own life ♪
♪ I've never thought
I'd see the day ♪
♪ There's houses
in the cornfield ♪
♪ Round the farm and barn ♪
♪ An the old dirt road's paved ♪
(MEN LAUGHING)
♪ And the old dirt
road was paved. ♪
(ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC)
Sundance is gonna get jealous.
Not bad, huh?
No, not bad.
Oh oh oh.
Come on, we'll take
you to Raphael's.
What's Raphael's?
You'll see.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
Ooh.
(SINGING IN SPANISH)
Are you ready to have fun?
Hola.
- Hey!
- Hey!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Hey babe!
Why bother wearing that bandana?
I can see everything!
Who's the cute white guy?
Him?
He's not so cute.
Your boyfriend
smells like a dog's ass.
He's not my boyfriend!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Pero's a dog, right?
MAN: Yeah, right.
What's a culo?
(WOMEN LAUGHING)
Aw, tell him what it is!
No no no.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You're the "culo"!
You don't wanna know,
you don't wanna know.
OK, so why's he in my bar?
- Your bar?
- My bar!
No, it's not your bar!
This bar belongs
to the one and only...
RAPHAEL!!
CROWD: Rafi, Rafi!
Rafi, Rafi, Rafi!
Who's Raphael?
Ladies and gentlemen
presenting tonight's
star attraction
Raphael!
Place your bets, everyone!
This is Rafi.
Yeah.
Raphael?
Raphael, yes.
And this is
Donatello, and that's.
Leonardo.
- Yeah.
- Ninja turtles.
- Yeah.
- All right,
let's go Rafi.
CROWD: Rafi, Rafi, Rafi!
You puto.
Ay ay ay ay.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You with the white boy?
Hey, you touch my horse
again and I'm gonna kill you.
Hey, no no no no.
JACKSON: This asshole
tried to steal my horse.
Your time's coming,
Jackson Greer.
Yeah yeah.
Let go.
Hey hey hey.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
Come on!
There we go, there we go!
(CROWD CHEERING)
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(SINGING IN SPANISH)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You wanna dance?
I will try.
Okay.
I like that attitude.
This is banda.
Banda.
Banda.
Bad ass.
Yeah, it is bad ass.
This is how we do
it where I come from.
Hola.
- BARTENDER: Hola.
- Uh.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
And a shot of tequila.
(HORSE NEIGHING)
Sundance.
Sundance, come on man.
Sundance.
Yeah I know.
(SNORING)
Hey.
Hey.
(MAN MUMBLING)
Wake up man.
MAN: Man, it's Sunday.
So.
So, we do it big on Sundays.
Sunday breakfast.
Nah man, that's family
stuff, you go ahead.
No.
Come on, let's go.
Hangover's no excuse.
Man, I'm still drunk.
Sunday breakfast man.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Enjoy it.
Oh.
Gracias.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
My father likes you.
That means a lot, you know.
I think you can stay here
as long as you keep working.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Um, that means, we are
all cattle drovers,
so we all meet
again down the road.
My father loves his
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH).
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Rafi, Rafi, Rafi, Rafi!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You want some?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Excuse me.
(PHONE RINGING)
- Dad.
- Jackson.
Thank God, where are you son?
JACKSON: How's Lucas?
Surgery's tomorrow.
You come home now you
can still make it.
We need you.
Dad, I can't sleep.
No, listen to me Jackson.
I want you to listen to me, boy.
This is not your fault.
You understand me?
It's not your fault, okay?
I want, I want you to
tell me where you are
and I want to get you back here.
JACKSON: I took
his life, dad.
No, listen to me son.
Texas Rangers are
gonna come get you.
They're gonna come get you now.
I wanna know where
you are right now.
You tell me where you are.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Jackson.
(PHONE TURNING OFF)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Good, yeah yeah.
Text me the location.
You did the right
thing, Mr Greer.
If you can't bring
our son home safe,
you better stay down there.
- Yes ma'am.
- Hey.
Just bring my son home.
Jackson.
How did that coyote at
the bar know your name?
I don't know.
I gotta go.
WOMAN: Go where?
You know where Guanajuato is?
Que?
Guanajuato.
Is it a city?
Is it close to here?
You really are lost.
Just tell me if
it's close or not.
Come on, what does it
take, two days ride, three?
It's too far on a horse.
Okay, Jesus, I'll
take care of Sundance
until you get back
from your, whatever.
I'll give you a minute.
Hey.
Don't do anything stupid.
(HORSE NEIGHING)
Hey, I love you.
♪ Inroad ivy ♪
♪ Wrapped around my skin ♪
♪ Pulls me deeper ♪
♪ Drags me back again ♪
♪ Tangle me up in your vine ♪
♪ Take my spirit, take my mind ♪
♪ Take me over to
that other side ♪
God damn it!
(HAUNTING MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Hey.
Here's your ticket.
This is too much.
We've been trying to break
that horse for a whole year.
Well he ain't
broke yet, he just,
knows where to go.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
I hope you find
what you're looking for.
Hey.
We all meet again
down the road, right?
Like your dad says.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
And sure enough, there was
Tom Sawyer waiting for me.
I sat still and listened.
Directly I could just barely
hear a meow, meow down there.
Says I, meow, meow,
as soft as I could,
and then I put out the light
and scrambled out the
window onto the shed.
Then I slipped
down to the ground
and crawled in amongst the
trees, and sure enough.
You wanna trade?
Sorry.
No, it's okay.
It's okay.
Uh, (SPEAKING IN SPANISH).
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Gracias senor.
What kind of weird
fruit it this?
Prickly pear.
Try it.
All right.
That's awesome man.
- Yeah.
- Awesome man.
What's she making you read?
Uh, "The Adventures
of Huckleberry Finn."
That's a classic.
What's your favorite part?
Nothing, it's just boring.
WOMAN: What?
B-boring?
Huck Finn?
Has he met the King yet?
A king?
There's no king.
Si, a king, duke, gold.
Treasure, action, even murder.
Hm, if there's violence I
think we should not read this.
No no no no no.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Chapter two?
Uh, I can't.
Can't read?
All right.
Let's do it.
Okay.
Chapter two, "The
Boys Escape Jim."
We went tip-toeing along
a path amongst the trees
back towards the end
of the widow's garden.
Stooping down so as the branches
wouldn't scrape our heads.
When we was passing
by the kitchen,
I fell over a root
and made a noise.
Ms Watson's big,
friend, named Jim,
was sitting in the kitchen door.
(SERENE MUSIC)
We could see him pretty clear
because there was
a light behind him.
He got up and
stretched his neck out
about a minute, listening.
Then he says, who there?
He listened some more.
Then he come tip-toeing down
and stood right between us.
We could have
touched him, nearly.
Well, likely it was
minutes and minutes
that there weren't a sound.
And we all there
so close together.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Sir.
Senor, I've been waiting
here for hours, now come on.
My counselor called
your boss, okay?
Jackson Greer's murder case.
(SHUSHING)
It's a murder case senor.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Son of a bitch.
Adios douche bag.
Shit.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Jackson.
Are you still okay?
Yeah.
He's a good kid.
Thank you.
Can I ask you something?
Why you all headed south?
We're just going
home for break?
So it's that easy?
I mean y'all can just
go back and forth?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Huh?
We're not all
immigrants, you know.
I just figured 'cause you
were teaching him English,
you'd be coming from America.
We are in America
right now, you know?
Latin America.
Right.
I'm an English
teacher in Tamaulipas.
But we're headed home to Leon.
You know, it's funny
what you just said
about America and all.
My, my dad says we
don't live in America.
We live in Texas.
And what, what does that mean?
I don't know.
(WOMAN LAUGHS)
Now I will admit, I,
I didn't know how
big Mexico was.
And where are you going?
Ganajato.
Where?
Ganajato.
(WOMAN LAUGHS)
You're going somewhere
and you don't even know
how to pronounce it.
I think you mean
Guanajuato, right?
Guanajuato.
Guanajuato
Perfect.
Remember when we
used to drop off water
and blankets and jerky
down by the river?
I do.
What happened to us?
You know, they just
kept coming and coming.
I was just trying to protect us.
And it's not like they're
little kids anymore
looking for farm jobs.
They're in our
backyards every week.
And dealing with coyotes and
drugs and guns and cartels,
in our backyard.
I don't know what to do.
It's different now.
Yeah.
But we're different.
I know.
I'm gonna make it right.
I'll make it right.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Why'd we stop?
I don't know.
There's no bus stop here.
Something's wrong.
(KNOCKING ON WINDOW)
- (TENSE MUSIC)
- Go sit with your mom.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Hm, Jackson.
Jackson.
You might as well come out
or I'm gonna start shooting
some people here, huh.
You wanna make me do it?
You wanna make me do it?
You wanna make me do it?
Ay, ay, you got, you got me.
Payback's a bitch, huh?
Let's go, let's go.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Come on.
Isn't anybody
gonna do anything?
Can't anybody help him?
- Nobody's going to help him?
- Keep your stupid brat quiet!
Let him go!
Shut the hell up!
Hey hey hey. You
got me, you got me!
Let's just go.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
No cell phone,
hey no cell phone.
No cell phone!
No, cell phone!
JACKSON: Hey asshole!
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Get him! I'll go around!
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(BODY THUDDING)
(JACKSON SCREAMING)
(GUNSHOTS FIRING)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(GUNSHOTS FIRING)
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
- (ROCK SMACKING)
- Ah!
(TENSE MUSIC)
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Did you get him?
Where's the gringo going?
Where's the gringo going?
Are you deaf?
Are you deaf?
No? You want him to be deaf?
No no no no!
Not my son! Not my son!
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
No no no no no.
No no no!
Answer him!
Guanajuato!
He's going to Guanajuato!
Get back on the bus.
Shit.
Boom.
Hey hey hey hey hey,
where you going?
I'm going home
to bury my son.
I'm done with you.
I didn't do all this
for you bitch out.
What the?
You just cutting me out?
You puto.
Fuck.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
He's here!
Let him be alone with his son.
(JACKSON PANTING)
(THUNDER ROARING)
(HORSE NEIGHING)
(THUNDER ROARING)
(LIGHT RAIN FALLING)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(TRYING TO SPEAK IN SPANISH)
Policia.
(GUN COCKING)
Oh Jesus, don't shoot.
Don't shoot, I'm a Texas Ranger.
They still have that?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Yeah, they still have that.
They still, they
still have that.
Well this is our property
and we have the
right to protect it.
I totally get that.
I totally get that,
I'm just looking for
the owner of this horse.
He's not here.
I'm sorry, you're right.
Ma'am.
Sir, I'll just be
moving along then.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Yeah, goodnight.
(CHAINSAW REVVING)
Hey.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Uh uh, sleeping.
I was just sleeping.
That's it.
It's cold.
I was just sleeping
'cause, mucho frio.
Mucho frio?
Martin.
Jackson.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
Hm.
(RADIO BEEPING)
OFFICER: Headquarters.
Hey, I need an address on
that boy that was killed,
Fernando Almeida, in Guanajuato.
Rosa.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Gracias.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Thank you.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Gracias, thank you so much.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You gotta eat too?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
You gotta eat.
No no no, tu, tu eat, eat.
Caliente.
Caliente.
Ah.
That's good.
This for your kids?
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
No.
But you made all these.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Uh, usted.
Si.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Eat.
- Eat, eat.
- All right.
It is good.
Martin?
Rosa?
(ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(SINGING IN SPANISH)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
No no, okay!
(JACKSON SCREAMING)
(SINGING IN SPANISH)
Son...
It's time.
(SINGING IN SPANISH)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Whoa whoa, hey!
Hey.
Texas Ranger.
Texas Ranger, my prisoner.
You all right?
My shoulder.
Okay, we'll get that
taken care of, all right.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Cross your legs,
cross your legs.
Okay.
All right, that's my prisoner.
Si si si si.
Hang on, all right. I'm gonna
get you signed over to me.
Get you home, we'll
get this sorted out.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(MARIACHI MUSIC)
Jackson, you want some
ice for that shoulder?
I read your letter.
It's contrite.
They take that all into account.
Your parents will be
happy to have you home.
Fernando will still be dead.
Yes sir.
And you'll pay for that.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Hey, hey puto.
- Quiet.
- Hey, you with the hat.
Hey.
- Hey you bitch.
- Quiet. Hey, Jackson, quiet.
Oh, ooh.
Your girlfriend
smells like a dog's ass!
Boy.
Yeah.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Hey, shut it down.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Back up.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Back up, back up, back up.
Dang.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
(JACKSON GRUNTING)
Shit.
Jackson!
Don't move.
Don't you dare.
Shit.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(CHILDREN PLAYING)
(PHONE RINGING)
LUCAS: Hello?
Luke?
Hey, Jackson man.
Where, where are you?
Oh man, it's good
to hear your voice.
It's good to hear
your voice too man.
Put it on speaker phone.
Hey, Jacks.
JACKSON: How you feeling?
I'm all right man.
You know the, they
got the bullet out.
Slid out like, like butter man.
You sound strong.
LUCAS: Tell you what,
be doing a lot better
if you were here, man.
Jackson, I, I need you here man.
You know, Mexico's
not like I thought.
Oh, Jackson honey, you're,
it's okay, you come on home now.
JACKSON: Mom?
- Yeah.
- Mom.
I've been thinking about you.
I've been thinking
about all of you.
MR GREER: Jackson, son,
listen to me, it's
not your fault, okay?
LUCAS: Dad's right man.
You were just, you were
doing the best you could man.
You were trying to
protect everybody.
Where are you man?
Hey, you remember
what we talked about?
LUCAS: Yeah, about what?
The fishing pond.
Yeah, of course man.
We would talk about a
lot of things, Jackson.
Hey, why don't you
come on home man.
We'll talk about all this too.
I was wrong.
I was wrong about a lot.
(MARIACHI BAND MUSIC)
LUCAS: Jackson,
listen to me man.
It's all right to be
wrong sometimes, okay?
You just, just come on home man.
I need you man.
I need my little brother back.
(MARIACHI MUSIC)
Jackson.
I love you guys.
LUCAS: Jackson,
listen, don't hang up.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(MARIACHI MUSIC)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Oh, hey.
Do you know where
the people who live here are?
In the Cathedral
of San Francisco.
Heavenly Father,
receive your blessed son
and give him eternal peace.
Help this family to
accept Your will.
May the blessings of Almighty
God be upon you.
In the name of the Father,
Son and Holy Ghost.
Go in peace. This
concludes the Mass.
(CHURCH BELLS RINGING)
I'll meet you outside, mom.
Please.
Dog.
(SOMBER ACOUSTIC GUITAR MUSIC)
What are you doing here?
This is yours.
Just do it.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(COUNTING IN SPANISH)
(COUNTING IN SPANISH)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Get up.
Why did you do that?
Why did you do that?
I'm sorry.
(JACKSON CRYING)
I'm sorry.
What about your son, padre?
(TENSE MUSIC)
Don't, Luis.
Don't.
(GUN COCKING)
He killed your son.
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Luis.
Piece of crap!
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
I've forgiven him.
Let me do this or you'll
never forgive yourself.
Luis!
He killed your son.
He killed your son.
- Luis!
- Padre!
Hey!
(GUNSHOTS FIRING)
Oh Jesus.
Hey.
Hey.
- Are you okay?
- (GRUNTS)
(LUIS GASPING)
ABUELITA: Gustavo.
I'm alright, mom.
Poor creature.
I just wanted to help you.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
- Can you walk?
- Yeah, can you help me up?
I got you, I got you.
I got you.
(ABUELITA CRYING)
Thank you.
Go home.
(ABUELITA SOBBING)
God damn.
You all right?
Yeah.
Sundance is disgusted.
Shut up, both of you.
MR GREER: Jackson.
It's time son.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
We'll visit you all the time.
Hey boy.
Hey buddy.
Three years, okay?
Less then I deserve, anyway.
We all meet again down
the road, all right?
Be good.
JACKSON VOICEOVER:
Dear mom and dad,
the only think I ever
really wanted in my life
was just to make
you proud of me.
That's why I always
threw so hard.
That's why I wanted to
ride just like Lucas.
And that's why I made
that terrible mistake.
I'm really sorry
I failed you guys.
I don't know if I can fix
what I did down here, but,
but I think I gotta try.
So if I don't come back, please
take care of Lucas for me.
Take care of the ranch and
take care of each other.
Love you guys.
Jackson.
(EMOTIONAL MUSIC)