BorderCross (2017) - full transcript
Ex-boxer Danny"Boy" Jackson only left the room for a second, and came back to find his son gone. He quickly finds that human traffickers have taken him to be sold in the Middle East. With only hours left, and the clock ticking, Danny "Boy" Jackson comes out of retirement.
♪♪
The main event will feature
former light heavyweight
contender Danny "Boy" Jackson
against the brash current
champion Alonzo Medina.
Boxing fans will
remember Jackson
as the champion that never was.
He spent an unprecedented
nine years
in the world's elite top ten,
but was never given
a title shot and came to be
known as the most popular
non-champion in the history
of the sport.
Alonzo Medina,
on the other hand,
is young, brash, and exciting.
He's defended his
title seven times,
with all wins
coming by knockout.
Jackson was reported
Monday as saying
he's a child with a child's
talent and a child's mind.
No love lost between
these two fighters
but the true love lies
in the event itself.
All proceeds will go
to La Oportunidad,
whose mission is to forge
a new and improved alliance
between the Hispanic
community and otherwise
to promulgate education,
the development
of vocational skills among
whites, blacks, and Hispanics,
and to furnish legal support
and understanding
to the families of immigrants
who find themselves
here illegally.
Reginald Sterling
and his nonprofit team
at La Oportunidad has
brought national attention
to the plight of the immigrant
through events such as these.
I spoke to Mr. Sterling
yesterday about
this fundraising event and
the organization in general.
Well, Gina, we're just
so proud to be here
promoting this event.
Raising countless dollars
for a worthy cause.
And both fighters
have generously waived
their salaries so they'll
be fighting for honor alone.
Honor for themselves and
their competitive spirits,
and of course our great cause
here at La Oportunidad.
♪ I have walked ♪
♪ These city streets alone ♪
♪ I found no comfort ♪
♪ Out here on my own ♪
So where are you from?
We're from Dallas.
Ooh.
You here for the fight?
I guess you could say that.
You know I hear Medina
is very, how you say,
is sleek, but I hear also
Danny Jackson used to be good,
but now he's muy viejo,
he's very old.
Yeah he's getting up there.
All right, Mr.Danson,
Mr. Jackie Danson, welcome.
Here you go.
Numero doce.
Number 12 on the end.
- Thanks, um...
- Sylvia.
Sylvia.
Maybe I'll see you at the fight.
Probably will.
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That's it, work the jab.
Hey, big guy,
don't leave it in the gym.
You're gonna need it for Medina.
Yeah, that Freddy,
got his big money, kid.
Big money.
Whoa, see that?
Can't get him anymore.
Kid's getting too fast.
Still get you though.
Whoa.
Sorry about that.
Hey, don't touch
the hair, my friend.
Hey, Jamie,
go get your gloves on.
Let's get you warmed up.
Good.
That a boy, that a boy.
Snap that jab, snap it.
Good, put your hip into it.
Good, Jamie, looking good.
All right, all right, good job.
Hey, he's gonna
be a pro one day.
Oh, jeez, don't
wish that on him.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
They gave me 20 grand
for training expenses.
I want you to put
10 of it on me.
Danny, keep the money.
You ain't gonna win this fight.
Look, Fred,
it's worth a gamble, okay?
I'm an eight-to-one underdog.
The bets only open
for a knockout.
Baby, if you're gonna
bet, bet the other way.
Bullshit, you know Medina
can't knock me out.
And I got the power.
Danny, Danny, Danny,
you're an old man in this game.
Medina's young.
Power only works if you can
actually hit the other guy.
I was against you
from taking this fight, ese.
Look, Freddy...
I need the money, okay?
I'm behind on
child support payments,
and they're gonna kick me
out of my apartment.
Dano, you made
millions in the ring.
What happened?
You know, Freddy,
time goes by
and good things don't happen.
Keep the money, Danny.
All right, son, you did good.
Made me proud.
Hey, hey.
We cool, hermano?
Yes, yes, Freddy,
of course we're cool.
But you know I'm gonna
kick his ass, right?
Trust me, Danny,
my fondest wish.
- Dad?
- Yeah?
What are they doing?
Oh, they're just
showing their faith, son.
What's faith?
Faith is like believing
with all your heart
in something that
you really can't see.
So say some.
Don't you believe, Danny Boy?
Freddy, you know what I see?
I see a woman whose country
doesn't care about her.
That's what I see.
A woman who works maybe
12, 16 hours a day
in constant fear
of being deported.
Probably doesn't
even speak English
and shares a house
with three other families,
in constant fear of how
she's gonna feed her kids.
That's what I see.
So you tell me
what faith has gotten her.
Not much, but it's all she has.
See you tomorrow morning,
my man.
Yeah.
Let's go.
Dad?
Yeah.
Why are we staying here?
I thought you said they were
putting us up at the Hilton?
Oh, well, it's safer here.
How?
Well, even though
they're billing this fight
as an exhibition,
bookies are still
taking odds on a knockout.
So whenever bookies
are involved,
well, things can happen.
You mean they may
try to hurt you?
Well, they could put
something in the water,
something in the food,
something to weaken me,
anything is possible.
Is that the reason you
registered in a different name?
Yeah, pretty good, huh?
I went from Danny Jackson
to Jackie Danson, yeah.
Yeah, cool.
Dad?
Yeah?
I should call Mom.
Yeah, do you have any
time left on your card?
No.
Okay, well, I think
they're for sale in the office,
you want to go get one.
Okay.
Just, you know,
don't get sidetracked
by any pretty senoritas.
Very funny.
Hey, you know what, I'll go.
- Dad, I can go.
- No, I should go.
I mean, I don't want
anybody getting to me
through getting to you,
you know what I mean?
I can go.
I know, I just want
you to lock the door,
stay in the room
till I get back, okay?
- All right.
- All right, love you.
Jamie, open up.
Jamie!
Jamie!
Jamie!
Jamie!
Jamie!
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Where's my boy?
Mr. Danson...
I don't know
what you're talking about.
I've been here all day.
I think you do.
I don't know what
you mean, Mr. Danson.
Please, mister,
don't hurt my wife.
What... what's wrong?
♪♪
I'm gonna just ask once,
where's my son?
All right, you son of a bitch.
I'm gonna ask you one more
time, where's my son?
♪♪
♪ Can I ask ♪
♪ You a question ♪
♪ Do you feel ♪
♪ That you're worthy ♪
♪ Or has life just done
enough to your life ♪
♪♪
Garza.
What?
Are you kidding me?
How could you possibly
let this happen?
No... no.
Shut up, just...
Listen to me right now.
Listen, don't do anything
until I get there.
Do you hear me?
Just... just wait for me.
Sir, may I help you with some...
Sir, sir, no,
you can't go in there, sir.
Sir, sir, sir.
You cannot go in there.
You Captain Garza?
I'm sorry, Captain Garza,
he just rushed right past me.
It's fine, Kay.
I was just reading
about Mr. Jackson.
Please sit down.
Thank you, Kay.
So you know who I am?
Of course. Who doesn't?
I'm a huge fan of yours.
It's a wonderful thing you're
doing for La Oportunidad.
Very generous of you.
I'm staying
at the Prairie Motel,
and my son was taken.
Your son was taken?
Yeah, I left the room
for a few minutes.
I came back and he was gone.
My God, tell me more, please.
Yeah, it was
that dude at the motel
and his bitch wife,
they took him,
How do you know this?
Because he left the cap
off of his boot in my room.
Well, not to sound
racist or anything,
but you know a lot of Mexicanos
wear gold-capped boots,
Mr. Jackson.
About the boy, how old is he?
He's 14.
Well, my friend, you know
how young boys are at that age.
He probably just took a walk,
stepped out for a while.
No, not my boy.
Well, how do you know that?
Because I told him not to.
With all due respect,
Mr. Jackson,
did you not ever
disobey your father,
especially at that age?
Look, I left the room,
I came back, it was trashed.
My son is gone.
Will you help me?
Of course.
Why don't you just
go back to the motel?
All right, relax.
I'm sure he's back by now.
And then if he's not,
then you can file
a missing person's
report, all right?
Anything happens to my son,
I'm holding you responsible.
Be very careful,
Mr. Jackson.
I know that you're
a great fighter and all.
But I wear a badge.
Hmm?
And a gun.
Yeah.
Oh, good luck with the fight.
Amigo.
Shit.
Hey, bro.
Listen I was just...
No, Manuel, no.
It was my fault.
Stupid.
You idiots kidnapped
Danny Jackson's son.
What is the matter
with you, huh?
Listen, Sylvie
didn't recognize Jackson,
and I didn't even see him
until afterwards.
Do you realize
what this means, huh?
What you've done?
This jeopardizes the fight.
It brings attention
to the operation.
Wait a minute, I got it.
We just take him back,
we give him back.
We give him back?
Yeah.
Just drop him
off at Dad's, yeah?
You don't think he'll talk,
anything like that, no?
I can't believe the idiocy
that comes out
of your mouth sometimes.
Manuel, what do we do?
We have no choice.
We stick with the original plan.
Show me the kids now.
♪♪
- Look at this.
- They're perfect.
Good age.
He's white.
She's... got a white shirt.
The only way
this could be perfect
is if it wasn't
Danny Jackson's boy, cabrón.
Don't you get it?
What's wrong with you?
♪♪
♪♪
Manuel, Jose needs a doctor.
Bullet went all the way through?
Yes.
Yes, but it could get infected.
It's all right.
I can fix that.
♪♪
What are you doing?
- Don't worry.
- I've done this before.
What's he doing?
Take my hand.
Ah, stop it!
If you weren't
married to my sister,
I would kill you myself.
Now you wait for my word.
I need to speak with Sterling.
And get some drugs
into those kids.
We can't take any chances.
Freddy, Freddy!
- What's up?
- Ohh!
It's Jamie, they took him.
What do you mean they took him?
I left the hotel room
for five minutes,
- I got back, he was gone.
- That's not like him.
No, it's not like him,
plus the room was ransacked.
Did you go to the cops?
Yeah, Garza,
that worthless bastard.
I know him.
He's a flim-flam man,
but he's the boss.
I just don't know
where to start.
Go back to the motel,
check everything out.
I'll talk to some of
my contacts on the streets.
All right.
Hey, Danny, don't trust anybody.
Danny Jackson's son.
That stupid
brother-in-law of yours
kidnapped Danny Jackson's son?
My sister didn't recognize him.
Good God.
With all the promotion
we've done on this fight,
you'd have to be blind
not to recognize him.
Look, I know, but it's done.
I'm a little ticked off
about it myself.
The fight is this
Saturday night.
What are we gonna do?
I don't care about the fight.
I'm not worried about the fight.
We can call Jackson a coward,
get a replacement.
But with him on the loose,
we are at risk.
I know.
I want him dead.
I want him dead, and I want
that boy on a plane tonight.
All right.
♪♪
Come on, let's go, let's go.
♪♪
Hey, amigo!
- Ah, Freddy, mi amigo.
- Como Te Va?
Todo bien, amigo.
Todo bien.
This is Danny Jackson.
- Come on.
- It's an honor, senor.
- Thank you.
- Big fan, big fan.
Come on sit down.
Lisa!
Cervezas.
Look, senors,
what I'm gonna tell you
is the shit that
can get you killed, huh?
I'll take my chances.
La Oportunidad,
that so-called nonprofit
organization,
is corrupt.
And that pendejo,
Reginald Sterling,
what he does,
he pays familias and insiders
huge salaries
and then launders money
through the events promoted.
Everybody's getting rich.
Except very little money
actually goes to the cause.
The children.
What about Garza?
Garza, he's dirty
up to his teeth.
And so is the rest
of the police force.
Do you think they have my boy?
I would bet
my life on it, senor.
Why?
I don't have any money.
What?
What?
Look, senor,
in the human trafficking,
the international sex trade,
also includes young boys.
There's a market
among the limp-wristed
ricos in Saudi Arabia.
For young boys,
they pay high dollar.
They pay millions.
Now in this case,
Sterling keeps
the organization clean.
He sells the kids
to the Mexican nationals
and disguises the trade,
and they sell 'em to the Arabs.
Amigo, listen to me.
Every second counts.
Once they take a kid,
it's a matter of hours
before he's gone...
forever.
♪♪
Can you work your hands free?
No, my hands are stuck tight.
- Me too.
- Can you see anything?
Blindfolded.
What's your name?
Tara.
I'm Jamie.
Do you know why we're here?
No idea.
They took me
out of my motel room.
Me too, from the Marriott.
They took me
from the Prairie Motel.
Never heard of that.
Believe me, you wouldn't.
I'm going to cut your hands free
so you can eat, but
don't do anything stupid.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.
Easy, pequeno.
Get something to eat and
you're probably very thirsty.
- I'm thirsty.
- I need water.
- Tara, stop.
- Don't drink the water.
- Are you crazy?
- I'm thirsty.
Don't drink the water.
Why?
The seal was broken.
What do you mean?
It could've been laced
with poison or drugs.
How do you know all that?
My dad.
Shots fired, shots fired.
Officer down.
I say again, officer down.
We need backup
at the Prairie Motel.
Damn it. Damn it!
Geez.
One dead.
Shot in the back.
Of course we'll rush ballistics,
but it appears it wasn't
extremely close range.
A lot of blood.
En route to the hospital now.
Man, that dude was
busted up from the neck up.
A couple broken ribs to boot.
Probably a club.
Yeah maybe.
Maybe not.
What?
Nothing.
We checked motel registration.
The room's registered
to a Jackie Danson.
Jackie Danson.
Yeah.
Did you run the plates
on the truck out front?
Those will be coming in
any minute.
Good. Jackie Danson.
Jackie Danson.
Kind of sounds familiar.
I just... Jack, Jackie, Jack...
Jack Danson.
Danny Jackson.
Son of a...
Shit.
Come outside with me.
Damn it.
Nice truck.
Let's have a look here.
Bingo.
Hello, Mr. Jackson.
- Officer.
- Yes, sir.
You're gonna
find this truck belongs
to Danny "Boy" Jackson.
- No kidding.
- The fighter?
I want you to put
out an APB now.
Be careful.
He's dangerous.
I have reason to believe
he's harmed his own son.
Right away, Captain.
♪♪
I'm going to town.
What?
We have nothing to cook.
So try not to screw
anything up while I'm away.
Don't be gone long.
It makes me nervous
being here alone,
because of the foot.
♪♪
- I've got to have water.
- I just have to.
- No, we can't.
- Why?
Are we gonna die
of thirst or starvation?
- I have a plan.
- Just go with it.
Hey, let me outta here!
I have rights.
You have no right
to keep me in here!
Shut up in there!
I'm trying to sleep!
My father's an important man,
and he's fighting Saturday.
Let me go, and I'll
keep my mouth shut.
♪♪
Enough!
Go to sleep, boy.
You hear me, you're fine.
♪♪
Bring me some more water
and get me outta here.
That's it,
you done messed up now.
Tara, come on.
♪♪
Do you know how to drive?
Of course I know how to drive.
I'm 18 years old.
- Do it then.
- Okay.
♪♪
You know they
probably found the body
in the hotel room by now.
What do we do?
- I swear to God, buddy.
- I'm out of ideas.
- Yeah?
- Dad.
- Jamie.
- Jamie, are you okay?
- We're fine.
- We got away.
Jamie, where are you?
- I don't know exactly.
- We're driving.
I think somewhere on
the outskirts of Gomez.
All right, all right, listen.
Dad, are you there?
Hello, Jamie!
Jamie! Shit!
Can you call him back?
No, it's a restricted number.
At least you know
he's all right.
Yeah.
All right, listen, Freddy,
we've got to go
back to your gym, okay?
That's the only place he'd go.
Three minutes away.
So your dad's
Danny "Boy" Jackson?
Yeah, why?
He's the reason
why we came to Gomez,
to watch the fight.
You and your parents?
No, no.
Me and my fiancé.
Why do you think they want us?
I don't know.
Does your dad
have a lot of money?
He used to.
Maybe they think he still does.
What about you?
No, my fiancé does okay,
and I don't know...
No, not really.
Que haces, man?
Amigo.
Todo esta bien.
It's all good.
How can I help you, Capitan?
Did Danny Jackson come in
and train today?
Yeah, yeah, this morning.
Got through about 11:00,
I guess.
Uh-huh.
Why do you ask?
Nothing really.
It's just that he's missed
a couple of press conferences,
and he's not checked
in at the Hilton,
you know, where the other
fighters are staying.
Well, you know Danny Boy.
Marches to the beat
of his own drum.
Yeah.
When he's
supposed to train again?
He's got 9:00 a.m. booked
all week till the fight.
That's good.
I got to come back
and check him out.
He was a hell of a fighter,
wasn't he?
Ha.
Well...
it's too bad we got to get old.
That's the truth.
You and Danny were good
friends back in the day, right?
Oh, we used to train together.
Fought on a few
of the same cards.
Right on, yeah.
If you see Danny Boy,
tell him to come to the damn
press conferences, will you?
The place looks nice.
You take care of yourself,
Freddy.
♪♪
Guy gives me the creeps.
- Oh, Captain.
- Yeah.
You have some
visitors in your office.
I said they could wait there.
I hope it's okay.
One of them says
he's Danny Jackson's son.
Oh, really?
Hmm.
♪♪
- Freddy.
- Yeah.
- He wouldn't come here.
- What?
He wouldn't come here.
I've always taught him
when he was a kid,
you get in trouble,
go to the cops.
- Oh, my God.
- Yeah, let's go.
♪♪
What's wrong?
The police station's
a block away.
I'll leave my keys.
I'll come back later.
If the truck's still here,
I'll take it.
If not, I know you
at least stand a chance.
I'm sorry, Danny, but
I got to live in this town.
I understand, Freddy.
Thank you, man.
♪♪
A manhunt is underway
today for Danny Jackson,
known to boxing fans
the world over as Danny Boy.
Earlier today police found
the body of a young man
shot to death in the
Prairie Motel in Gomez, Texas,
where Jackson was to fight
popular light heavyweight
champion Alonzo Medina
in an exhibition
to benefit the work
of La Oportunidad.
The event will go on
with Petey Wilson
taking Jackson's place.
Anyone with any information
as to Jackson's whereabouts
should contact
your local authorities.
The shit just hit the fan.
- Jamie!
- Dad, look out!
Welcome.
Welcome to the old city jail.
Oh, we have a new one,
but this one
comes in handy
for such occasions.
You know, Danny Boy,
it's nothing personal,
but everything
and everyone has value.
Right now I'm just
trying to figure out
how much value you have.
I could possibly sell you
into the slave trade
for manual labor,
but you're a little old,
not in demand.
Plus dangerous.
You have skills.
They don't like that.
So I tell you what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna make some phone calls
and see if I can't help
you out somehow.
But I wouldn't get
my hopes up too high.
Probably we're just gonna end up
having to kill you anyway.
It saddens me though,
because you're
an okay guy, really.
Oh, and, um...
as far as your son goes,
you really have no reason
to worry about him.
He's in good hands.
I mean, he's gonna be
living in the lap of luxury
for the rest of his life, Danny.
I see the guy before you here
left his crucifix.
I guess you can pray,
if you believe in such a thing.
I'm pretty sure
it didn't do him much good.
Anyway...
Oh, uh...
this is Bubba.
Bubba, Danny Boy.
You might notice that Bubba's
a little on the large side,
and so is Arthur downstairs.
They're here to make sure
that everything stays cool.
♪♪
♪♪
- Oh, man.
- Oh, this is no good.
It ain't any good for me, dude.
I'm really claustrophobic, man.
I can't stand small spaces.
I'm gonna go crazy in here.
Please, please.
Please help me
get out of here, please.
Just give me, like, a minute.
A minute outside.
Look, I've got money, dude.
Here, you can have all of it.
You can have everything I have.
Please, I can't breathe.
Please.
I can't breathe.
♪♪
♪♪
Hey man.
Bubba?
Bubba, is that you?
Yeah.
Man, you better get back up
there and stand guard.
Garza's gonna have your head.
- Oh, I'm sick, man.
- I'm so sick.
Sick?
Bubba?
Bubba, you all right?
♪♪
Si. Policia?
El stupidos.
Get those kids
out of the trunk now.
It popped open.
People are seeing them
and they're calling me.
Now!
Idiots.
Hey, Hector,
it seems like something's
bothering you today.
What's going on?
I don't know, Freddy.
You know, I saw something
strange on my way over here.
I was following this car,
and the trunk lid up.
And I thought I swore
I saw a kid in there.
Where did you see this, Hector?
On Airport Road.
You know on your way
into the city.
I called the cops, but I
didn't leave 'em my name.
You know my situation, man.
Yeah, I know that, Hector.
Hector, take my keys.
Lock up when you're
finished, would you?
I got to go do something,
and if I'm not back,
just take over for a while.
Yeah, sure.
♪♪
You're late.
Get 'em out.
What about the gags?
Hell, take 'em off,
but leave 'em tied up.
- Yeah.
- Manuel, he got away.
You better be joking with me.
No, he got out of his
cell and knocked me out.
He took the Jeep.
How long has it been?
Maybe 30 minutes, I don't know.
One more thing,
Bubba's dead.
- Freddy, get in.
- Hurry, hurry.
I think I know
where they could be.
Let's head to the airport.
♪♪
I still have the cell phone.
- What?
- I thought they searched us.
It's in my underwear,
in the front,
but I can't get to it.
I can.
What do you mean?
- Sit sideways.
- I'll lean back.
♪♪
Start kissing my neck.
What?
Start kissing my neck now.
Dios mio, the young ones
are getting to know each other.
You know don't take
this personally,
but we want
to make this look real.
Don't stop.
Okay.
I got it.
I mean, the cell phone.
I have it.
Do you know who we're calling?
- Freddy.
- Okay.
Do you know the number.
Yeah, I'll guide you.
Okay.
- One notch up.
- Okay.
- One notch left.
- Okay.
Press it.
Okay.
One notch right.
The same row, one notch left.
Okay. You know
we make a good team.
But don't forget
to kiss my neck.
But the guys
aren't even looking.
I know, but we don't want
to take the chance, right?
Hey, Senor Garza, come Te Va?
- Muy bien.
- Tranquilo.
But it's Captain Garza.
Capitan Garza.
How's the promotion going?
A big fight this weekend.
Oh, Si, Si, good, good.
Tell me, Paco, my friend,
have you seen
Freddy Rivera recently?
Oh, yeah, you know what?
Hey, I saw him...
at the bowling alley.
That was a couple of weeks ago.
- Si, bowling.
- Bowling?
Of course.
How about Danny Jackson?
You seen him anywhere?
Oh, yeah, you know what,
I saw him...
in Vegas in 1996.
You haven't seen him recently?
Oh, no, no, but you know what,
I heard he was in town
for the big fight.
Oh, yeah, yeah, big fight.
Vegas has him
an eight-to-one underdog.
Where you putting
your money, Senor Paco?
My money is on
Danny "Boy" Jackson,
Senor Garza.
Hands down.
You never know, my friend.
You never know.
Just a couple of more miles.
Bueno.
What?
Hey, hey, hey.
Que Paso, boy? Huh?
Where are we going?
That's for us to know
and you to find out.
- Not really.
- Where are we going?
Hey, that's Jamie, that's Jamie.
You better enjoy
little novia, pequeno,
before you meet La Viuda Loca.
That's it, La Viuda Loca.
- What's that?
- It means the crazy widow.
It's the name
of that western town
out in the desert
about an hour away.
La Oportunidad owns it.
Western town?
Yeah, you know where
they shoot the movie,
but it's been
deserted for years.
- Hey, hey!
- Shh, shh.
Just in case you were wondering,
we're doing fine.
Hey, that's Jamie's way
of telling us that he's okay.
Turn it around, Amigo.
We got to get to La Viuda Loca.
This is Captain Garza.
I want an APB issued
right away for Freddy Rivera,
the boxing trainer.
He's probably traveling
with Danny Jackson.
10-4, dispatch to all units.
We have an APB for Freddy
Rivera, a male, Hispanic.
♪♪
You've been drinking,
haven't you?
Not much.
Come on, you wanna
get tough, Leo?
You've been drinking,
haven't you?
That's what I thought.
Let me get this straight,
with all the power
of all the police department,
you guys can't keep track
of one ex-fighter
and his sidekick.
The good news is the package has
probably arrived
at La Viuda Loca by now.
And then we can
make the delivery
to the Mexicans
in a couple of hours.
The bad news is we've
got your stupid sister
and her stupid husband
and two stupid greasers
that they hired, in control
of this entire operation.
Reginald, it'll be all right.
Okay, everything's on track.
No, everything is not on track.
Because if it was,
Danny Jackson would be
fighting in the
main event on Saturday.
His son would be
in the front row,
and we'd be selling
an anonymous boy
instead of the offspring
of the most popular fighter
of all time.
Reggie, please,
don't get so worked up.
- I want you there.
- What?
I want your ass
in La Viuda Loca.
Are you crazy?
We need to stay away from this.
In the land of the stupid,
the man with
half a brain is you.
I want you there
overseeing the swap.
You understand me?
Do you understand me?
Yeah, I understand.
Crystal clear.
Hey, Danny, I hear
they got Petey Wilson
to fight Medina this weekend.
Wilson, he couldn't carry
my jock strap back in the day.
Neither could Medina.
I'm worried
about my son, Freddy.
You gotta have faith, Danny.
What is a faith
that allows people
to strap bombs to their kids
in the name of God?
You tell me that, Freddy.
Danny, God doesn't
give us a perfect world.
I mean, he just gives
us the strength
to deal with what we have.
You know God doesn't
have arms or legs.
He depends on us to do his work.
Let's go do it.
Can I help you, officer?
- 80 in a 20.
- You in a rush?
I'm sorry, I must have
let the speed creep up on me.
Yeah, well, let me see
your license and registration.
It's your lucky day, boys.
Drive safe.
- Sylvia.
- Yes.
Where do we actually
make the delivery?
The old fort,
about a half mile from here.
Let me out.
I need to go to the bathroom.
Let me out of here.
Come on!
Let me out of here.
I need to go to the bathroom.
Jorge, take the kids out back
and don't take your
eyes off of them.
Come on, come on.
Okay, pequeno, right there.
She goes first.
Hey, in plain sight.
Right there, mijita.
You're not gonna watch me.
Hey, baby, you're not
getting out of my sight.
You do it there where
you stand or not at all.
Tara, don't do it.
I have to.
You don't watch.
Of course not.
♪♪
Come on.
♪♪
Where are we going?
- The highway's west.
- That way.
♪♪
They escaped, they escaped!
- What?
- Come quick.
- God!
- Go.
- Oh, my God.
- I can't run anymore.
We have to keep going.
They're gonna catch up by now.
Okay.
♪♪
♪♪
Do you see that?
Hmm, do you see that, cabrones?
That could cost us
half a million dollars.
All you had to do
was watch two children.
Two children!
Sylvia.
I need you to stop the bleeding,
clean the wound,
put some makeup on it.
You did bring the makeup, yes?
Yes, Manuel.
Good.
And I need you idiots
to watch things.
Can you handle that?
Hmm, without getting your
asses kicked by a child?
I swear if anything
else happens,
I'm going to personally throw
your asses in the helicopter.
All right, and you can kiss
your pathetic lives good-bye.
You too!
We have less than an hour
before we have to make
the drop off.
Tie 'em up.
What else could go wrong?
Anything?
No, I didn't think so.
Can I help you?
Yeah, you know, we heard
there was this western town,
you know, where they do tours.
Are there any tours?
- No tours, man.
- Closed to the public.
Aww, really?
Really.
Well, can't we just
get in there,
you know, for a little bit,
just to...
I've never seen
a movie set before.
No, that wouldn't be okay.
Now get the hell outta here.
What are we gonna do, Freddy?
Nice.
We're not gonna make it, are we?
Don't talk like that.
They're selling us.
That's exactly right,
which means they can't
afford to hurt us.
So anything they want
us to do, do it slow.
Anything to buy us time.
♪♪
We should have
the element of surprise.
Yeah, just keep an eye out
for cars coming and going.
When we attack,
we kill everything in sight.
U.h, except the kids.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Important safety consideration.
Yeah.
♪♪
It's clear, come on.
♪♪
Jamie, hurry.
♪♪
Freddy!
Dad.
Is anybody left in there?
No, nobody there.
Garza.
- Throw your gun.
- Now, amigo.
That's it.
Now you kiddies,
get in the van, now.
Don't do it, son.
Just take off.
Are you kidding me?
Boy, you do as I say right now
or I'll kill your father.
Dad.
- Do as I say.
- Do you hear me?
I will kill him right now.
You know what,
I'll kill her too.
Wouldn't that be nice?
Sure, I'm not gonna make as
much money if I do that,
but half a hog's
better than none, son.
Get your ass in there now.
I love you, Dad.
I love you.
Good boy.
♪♪
It's a long way to nowhere,
Danny Boy.
I think I'll just leave you here
to die slowly.
I never liked you when
you were fighting anyway.
♪♪
Bet you thought I forgot
about that pistol.
Didn't you, amigo?
♪♪
Dad!
♪♪
Why are we stopping?
Hey, Garza, why are we stopping?
Tara, he's dead.
Dad got him after all.
Why isn't he getting out?
- I don't know.
- Where are the kids?
He knows we got to see 'em
before we touch down.
What's happening down there?
I don't know.
Something's wrong.
Let's get out of here.
Let's go.
♪♪
♪♪
Dad!
Dad.
Dad, Dad.
- It's me. Dad.
- Son.
I love you, boy.
I love you too.
You okay?
It's okay.
Look a little pale,
eyes look a little funny and...
And what?
I'd go hungry first.
What's the matter, Fraidy Cat?
This is only a tiny little bird.
Charges were brought...
Are they ever gonna
let us out of here.
Shh, watch.
...kidnappings of Jamie
Jackson and Tara Hastings.
As well as charges of
assault with intent to kill
against Jackson's father,
Danny Jackson,
and Freddy Martinez.
An investigation
is also being launched
into human
trafficking allegations
against Sterling
and the involvement
of his noted
nonprofit organization,
known as La Oportunidad,
through which money
was allegedly laundered.
What are you up to?
- What am I up to?
- Gee, let's see.
Probably the same
thing that I was up to
five minutes ago the last
time you rolled in here.
I want to get
the heck out of here.
Amen to that.
Are they ever going
to let us out of here?
Remind me never
to get shot again, okay?
It's not the least
bit pleasant, is it?
No, there's about
a billion other things
I'd rather be doing right now.
Hey, how's Jamie doing?
Oh, he's good, thanks.
Yeah, his mom picked
him up yesterday.
How was that?
It was weird.
It's like I think
I'm gonna start
seeing her again
when I get home.
Who knows, buddy?
Did you find it?
Find what?
Faith.
Man, if you can go through
what the two of us
went through and not
find faith, you ain't human.
Amen.
What was that thing you
told Jamie the other day?
Faith is believing in something
even when there's
no reason to believe.
It comes from up there
and from right here.
Speaking of believing,
what in the world
made you think you could
beat Alonzo Medina?
Oh, shut up.
You know I could have taken
that kid in three rounds max.
They must have
all kinds of drugs
pumped into your system, man.
I mean, you don't even
know what you're saying.
It is not the drugs, okay?
It's a fact, I would
have taken that kid.
He's young, he's inexperienced,
and I'm the seasoned
professional.
I read an article
that said you were 41.
I am 41.
You're 46 if you're a day.
That's close to 41.
Oh, Lord, you're
probably closer to 50.
Nah.
♪♪
♪♪
The main event will feature
former light heavyweight
contender Danny "Boy" Jackson
against the brash current
champion Alonzo Medina.
Boxing fans will
remember Jackson
as the champion that never was.
He spent an unprecedented
nine years
in the world's elite top ten,
but was never given
a title shot and came to be
known as the most popular
non-champion in the history
of the sport.
Alonzo Medina,
on the other hand,
is young, brash, and exciting.
He's defended his
title seven times,
with all wins
coming by knockout.
Jackson was reported
Monday as saying
he's a child with a child's
talent and a child's mind.
No love lost between
these two fighters
but the true love lies
in the event itself.
All proceeds will go
to La Oportunidad,
whose mission is to forge
a new and improved alliance
between the Hispanic
community and otherwise
to promulgate education,
the development
of vocational skills among
whites, blacks, and Hispanics,
and to furnish legal support
and understanding
to the families of immigrants
who find themselves
here illegally.
Reginald Sterling
and his nonprofit team
at La Oportunidad has
brought national attention
to the plight of the immigrant
through events such as these.
I spoke to Mr. Sterling
yesterday about
this fundraising event and
the organization in general.
Well, Gina, we're just
so proud to be here
promoting this event.
Raising countless dollars
for a worthy cause.
And both fighters
have generously waived
their salaries so they'll
be fighting for honor alone.
Honor for themselves and
their competitive spirits,
and of course our great cause
here at La Oportunidad.
♪ I have walked ♪
♪ These city streets alone ♪
♪ I found no comfort ♪
♪ Out here on my own ♪
So where are you from?
We're from Dallas.
Ooh.
You here for the fight?
I guess you could say that.
You know I hear Medina
is very, how you say,
is sleek, but I hear also
Danny Jackson used to be good,
but now he's muy viejo,
he's very old.
Yeah he's getting up there.
All right, Mr.Danson,
Mr. Jackie Danson, welcome.
Here you go.
Numero doce.
Number 12 on the end.
- Thanks, um...
- Sylvia.
Sylvia.
Maybe I'll see you at the fight.
Probably will.
♪♪
That's it, work the jab.
Hey, big guy,
don't leave it in the gym.
You're gonna need it for Medina.
Yeah, that Freddy,
got his big money, kid.
Big money.
Whoa, see that?
Can't get him anymore.
Kid's getting too fast.
Still get you though.
Whoa.
Sorry about that.
Hey, don't touch
the hair, my friend.
Hey, Jamie,
go get your gloves on.
Let's get you warmed up.
Good.
That a boy, that a boy.
Snap that jab, snap it.
Good, put your hip into it.
Good, Jamie, looking good.
All right, all right, good job.
Hey, he's gonna
be a pro one day.
Oh, jeez, don't
wish that on him.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
They gave me 20 grand
for training expenses.
I want you to put
10 of it on me.
Danny, keep the money.
You ain't gonna win this fight.
Look, Fred,
it's worth a gamble, okay?
I'm an eight-to-one underdog.
The bets only open
for a knockout.
Baby, if you're gonna
bet, bet the other way.
Bullshit, you know Medina
can't knock me out.
And I got the power.
Danny, Danny, Danny,
you're an old man in this game.
Medina's young.
Power only works if you can
actually hit the other guy.
I was against you
from taking this fight, ese.
Look, Freddy...
I need the money, okay?
I'm behind on
child support payments,
and they're gonna kick me
out of my apartment.
Dano, you made
millions in the ring.
What happened?
You know, Freddy,
time goes by
and good things don't happen.
Keep the money, Danny.
All right, son, you did good.
Made me proud.
Hey, hey.
We cool, hermano?
Yes, yes, Freddy,
of course we're cool.
But you know I'm gonna
kick his ass, right?
Trust me, Danny,
my fondest wish.
- Dad?
- Yeah?
What are they doing?
Oh, they're just
showing their faith, son.
What's faith?
Faith is like believing
with all your heart
in something that
you really can't see.
So say some.
Don't you believe, Danny Boy?
Freddy, you know what I see?
I see a woman whose country
doesn't care about her.
That's what I see.
A woman who works maybe
12, 16 hours a day
in constant fear
of being deported.
Probably doesn't
even speak English
and shares a house
with three other families,
in constant fear of how
she's gonna feed her kids.
That's what I see.
So you tell me
what faith has gotten her.
Not much, but it's all she has.
See you tomorrow morning,
my man.
Yeah.
Let's go.
Dad?
Yeah.
Why are we staying here?
I thought you said they were
putting us up at the Hilton?
Oh, well, it's safer here.
How?
Well, even though
they're billing this fight
as an exhibition,
bookies are still
taking odds on a knockout.
So whenever bookies
are involved,
well, things can happen.
You mean they may
try to hurt you?
Well, they could put
something in the water,
something in the food,
something to weaken me,
anything is possible.
Is that the reason you
registered in a different name?
Yeah, pretty good, huh?
I went from Danny Jackson
to Jackie Danson, yeah.
Yeah, cool.
Dad?
Yeah?
I should call Mom.
Yeah, do you have any
time left on your card?
No.
Okay, well, I think
they're for sale in the office,
you want to go get one.
Okay.
Just, you know,
don't get sidetracked
by any pretty senoritas.
Very funny.
Hey, you know what, I'll go.
- Dad, I can go.
- No, I should go.
I mean, I don't want
anybody getting to me
through getting to you,
you know what I mean?
I can go.
I know, I just want
you to lock the door,
stay in the room
till I get back, okay?
- All right.
- All right, love you.
Jamie, open up.
Jamie!
Jamie!
Jamie!
Jamie!
Jamie!
♪♪
Where's my boy?
Mr. Danson...
I don't know
what you're talking about.
I've been here all day.
I think you do.
I don't know what
you mean, Mr. Danson.
Please, mister,
don't hurt my wife.
What... what's wrong?
♪♪
I'm gonna just ask once,
where's my son?
All right, you son of a bitch.
I'm gonna ask you one more
time, where's my son?
♪♪
♪ Can I ask ♪
♪ You a question ♪
♪ Do you feel ♪
♪ That you're worthy ♪
♪ Or has life just done
enough to your life ♪
♪♪
Garza.
What?
Are you kidding me?
How could you possibly
let this happen?
No... no.
Shut up, just...
Listen to me right now.
Listen, don't do anything
until I get there.
Do you hear me?
Just... just wait for me.
Sir, may I help you with some...
Sir, sir, no,
you can't go in there, sir.
Sir, sir, sir.
You cannot go in there.
You Captain Garza?
I'm sorry, Captain Garza,
he just rushed right past me.
It's fine, Kay.
I was just reading
about Mr. Jackson.
Please sit down.
Thank you, Kay.
So you know who I am?
Of course. Who doesn't?
I'm a huge fan of yours.
It's a wonderful thing you're
doing for La Oportunidad.
Very generous of you.
I'm staying
at the Prairie Motel,
and my son was taken.
Your son was taken?
Yeah, I left the room
for a few minutes.
I came back and he was gone.
My God, tell me more, please.
Yeah, it was
that dude at the motel
and his bitch wife,
they took him,
How do you know this?
Because he left the cap
off of his boot in my room.
Well, not to sound
racist or anything,
but you know a lot of Mexicanos
wear gold-capped boots,
Mr. Jackson.
About the boy, how old is he?
He's 14.
Well, my friend, you know
how young boys are at that age.
He probably just took a walk,
stepped out for a while.
No, not my boy.
Well, how do you know that?
Because I told him not to.
With all due respect,
Mr. Jackson,
did you not ever
disobey your father,
especially at that age?
Look, I left the room,
I came back, it was trashed.
My son is gone.
Will you help me?
Of course.
Why don't you just
go back to the motel?
All right, relax.
I'm sure he's back by now.
And then if he's not,
then you can file
a missing person's
report, all right?
Anything happens to my son,
I'm holding you responsible.
Be very careful,
Mr. Jackson.
I know that you're
a great fighter and all.
But I wear a badge.
Hmm?
And a gun.
Yeah.
Oh, good luck with the fight.
Amigo.
Shit.
Hey, bro.
Listen I was just...
No, Manuel, no.
It was my fault.
Stupid.
You idiots kidnapped
Danny Jackson's son.
What is the matter
with you, huh?
Listen, Sylvie
didn't recognize Jackson,
and I didn't even see him
until afterwards.
Do you realize
what this means, huh?
What you've done?
This jeopardizes the fight.
It brings attention
to the operation.
Wait a minute, I got it.
We just take him back,
we give him back.
We give him back?
Yeah.
Just drop him
off at Dad's, yeah?
You don't think he'll talk,
anything like that, no?
I can't believe the idiocy
that comes out
of your mouth sometimes.
Manuel, what do we do?
We have no choice.
We stick with the original plan.
Show me the kids now.
♪♪
- Look at this.
- They're perfect.
Good age.
He's white.
She's... got a white shirt.
The only way
this could be perfect
is if it wasn't
Danny Jackson's boy, cabrón.
Don't you get it?
What's wrong with you?
♪♪
♪♪
Manuel, Jose needs a doctor.
Bullet went all the way through?
Yes.
Yes, but it could get infected.
It's all right.
I can fix that.
♪♪
What are you doing?
- Don't worry.
- I've done this before.
What's he doing?
Take my hand.
Ah, stop it!
If you weren't
married to my sister,
I would kill you myself.
Now you wait for my word.
I need to speak with Sterling.
And get some drugs
into those kids.
We can't take any chances.
Freddy, Freddy!
- What's up?
- Ohh!
It's Jamie, they took him.
What do you mean they took him?
I left the hotel room
for five minutes,
- I got back, he was gone.
- That's not like him.
No, it's not like him,
plus the room was ransacked.
Did you go to the cops?
Yeah, Garza,
that worthless bastard.
I know him.
He's a flim-flam man,
but he's the boss.
I just don't know
where to start.
Go back to the motel,
check everything out.
I'll talk to some of
my contacts on the streets.
All right.
Hey, Danny, don't trust anybody.
Danny Jackson's son.
That stupid
brother-in-law of yours
kidnapped Danny Jackson's son?
My sister didn't recognize him.
Good God.
With all the promotion
we've done on this fight,
you'd have to be blind
not to recognize him.
Look, I know, but it's done.
I'm a little ticked off
about it myself.
The fight is this
Saturday night.
What are we gonna do?
I don't care about the fight.
I'm not worried about the fight.
We can call Jackson a coward,
get a replacement.
But with him on the loose,
we are at risk.
I know.
I want him dead.
I want him dead, and I want
that boy on a plane tonight.
All right.
♪♪
Come on, let's go, let's go.
♪♪
Hey, amigo!
- Ah, Freddy, mi amigo.
- Como Te Va?
Todo bien, amigo.
Todo bien.
This is Danny Jackson.
- Come on.
- It's an honor, senor.
- Thank you.
- Big fan, big fan.
Come on sit down.
Lisa!
Cervezas.
Look, senors,
what I'm gonna tell you
is the shit that
can get you killed, huh?
I'll take my chances.
La Oportunidad,
that so-called nonprofit
organization,
is corrupt.
And that pendejo,
Reginald Sterling,
what he does,
he pays familias and insiders
huge salaries
and then launders money
through the events promoted.
Everybody's getting rich.
Except very little money
actually goes to the cause.
The children.
What about Garza?
Garza, he's dirty
up to his teeth.
And so is the rest
of the police force.
Do you think they have my boy?
I would bet
my life on it, senor.
Why?
I don't have any money.
What?
What?
Look, senor,
in the human trafficking,
the international sex trade,
also includes young boys.
There's a market
among the limp-wristed
ricos in Saudi Arabia.
For young boys,
they pay high dollar.
They pay millions.
Now in this case,
Sterling keeps
the organization clean.
He sells the kids
to the Mexican nationals
and disguises the trade,
and they sell 'em to the Arabs.
Amigo, listen to me.
Every second counts.
Once they take a kid,
it's a matter of hours
before he's gone...
forever.
♪♪
Can you work your hands free?
No, my hands are stuck tight.
- Me too.
- Can you see anything?
Blindfolded.
What's your name?
Tara.
I'm Jamie.
Do you know why we're here?
No idea.
They took me
out of my motel room.
Me too, from the Marriott.
They took me
from the Prairie Motel.
Never heard of that.
Believe me, you wouldn't.
I'm going to cut your hands free
so you can eat, but
don't do anything stupid.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.
Easy, pequeno.
Get something to eat and
you're probably very thirsty.
- I'm thirsty.
- I need water.
- Tara, stop.
- Don't drink the water.
- Are you crazy?
- I'm thirsty.
Don't drink the water.
Why?
The seal was broken.
What do you mean?
It could've been laced
with poison or drugs.
How do you know all that?
My dad.
Shots fired, shots fired.
Officer down.
I say again, officer down.
We need backup
at the Prairie Motel.
Damn it. Damn it!
Geez.
One dead.
Shot in the back.
Of course we'll rush ballistics,
but it appears it wasn't
extremely close range.
A lot of blood.
En route to the hospital now.
Man, that dude was
busted up from the neck up.
A couple broken ribs to boot.
Probably a club.
Yeah maybe.
Maybe not.
What?
Nothing.
We checked motel registration.
The room's registered
to a Jackie Danson.
Jackie Danson.
Yeah.
Did you run the plates
on the truck out front?
Those will be coming in
any minute.
Good. Jackie Danson.
Jackie Danson.
Kind of sounds familiar.
I just... Jack, Jackie, Jack...
Jack Danson.
Danny Jackson.
Son of a...
Shit.
Come outside with me.
Damn it.
Nice truck.
Let's have a look here.
Bingo.
Hello, Mr. Jackson.
- Officer.
- Yes, sir.
You're gonna
find this truck belongs
to Danny "Boy" Jackson.
- No kidding.
- The fighter?
I want you to put
out an APB now.
Be careful.
He's dangerous.
I have reason to believe
he's harmed his own son.
Right away, Captain.
♪♪
I'm going to town.
What?
We have nothing to cook.
So try not to screw
anything up while I'm away.
Don't be gone long.
It makes me nervous
being here alone,
because of the foot.
♪♪
- I've got to have water.
- I just have to.
- No, we can't.
- Why?
Are we gonna die
of thirst or starvation?
- I have a plan.
- Just go with it.
Hey, let me outta here!
I have rights.
You have no right
to keep me in here!
Shut up in there!
I'm trying to sleep!
My father's an important man,
and he's fighting Saturday.
Let me go, and I'll
keep my mouth shut.
♪♪
Enough!
Go to sleep, boy.
You hear me, you're fine.
♪♪
Bring me some more water
and get me outta here.
That's it,
you done messed up now.
Tara, come on.
♪♪
Do you know how to drive?
Of course I know how to drive.
I'm 18 years old.
- Do it then.
- Okay.
♪♪
You know they
probably found the body
in the hotel room by now.
What do we do?
- I swear to God, buddy.
- I'm out of ideas.
- Yeah?
- Dad.
- Jamie.
- Jamie, are you okay?
- We're fine.
- We got away.
Jamie, where are you?
- I don't know exactly.
- We're driving.
I think somewhere on
the outskirts of Gomez.
All right, all right, listen.
Dad, are you there?
Hello, Jamie!
Jamie! Shit!
Can you call him back?
No, it's a restricted number.
At least you know
he's all right.
Yeah.
All right, listen, Freddy,
we've got to go
back to your gym, okay?
That's the only place he'd go.
Three minutes away.
So your dad's
Danny "Boy" Jackson?
Yeah, why?
He's the reason
why we came to Gomez,
to watch the fight.
You and your parents?
No, no.
Me and my fiancé.
Why do you think they want us?
I don't know.
Does your dad
have a lot of money?
He used to.
Maybe they think he still does.
What about you?
No, my fiancé does okay,
and I don't know...
No, not really.
Que haces, man?
Amigo.
Todo esta bien.
It's all good.
How can I help you, Capitan?
Did Danny Jackson come in
and train today?
Yeah, yeah, this morning.
Got through about 11:00,
I guess.
Uh-huh.
Why do you ask?
Nothing really.
It's just that he's missed
a couple of press conferences,
and he's not checked
in at the Hilton,
you know, where the other
fighters are staying.
Well, you know Danny Boy.
Marches to the beat
of his own drum.
Yeah.
When he's
supposed to train again?
He's got 9:00 a.m. booked
all week till the fight.
That's good.
I got to come back
and check him out.
He was a hell of a fighter,
wasn't he?
Ha.
Well...
it's too bad we got to get old.
That's the truth.
You and Danny were good
friends back in the day, right?
Oh, we used to train together.
Fought on a few
of the same cards.
Right on, yeah.
If you see Danny Boy,
tell him to come to the damn
press conferences, will you?
The place looks nice.
You take care of yourself,
Freddy.
♪♪
Guy gives me the creeps.
- Oh, Captain.
- Yeah.
You have some
visitors in your office.
I said they could wait there.
I hope it's okay.
One of them says
he's Danny Jackson's son.
Oh, really?
Hmm.
♪♪
- Freddy.
- Yeah.
- He wouldn't come here.
- What?
He wouldn't come here.
I've always taught him
when he was a kid,
you get in trouble,
go to the cops.
- Oh, my God.
- Yeah, let's go.
♪♪
What's wrong?
The police station's
a block away.
I'll leave my keys.
I'll come back later.
If the truck's still here,
I'll take it.
If not, I know you
at least stand a chance.
I'm sorry, Danny, but
I got to live in this town.
I understand, Freddy.
Thank you, man.
♪♪
A manhunt is underway
today for Danny Jackson,
known to boxing fans
the world over as Danny Boy.
Earlier today police found
the body of a young man
shot to death in the
Prairie Motel in Gomez, Texas,
where Jackson was to fight
popular light heavyweight
champion Alonzo Medina
in an exhibition
to benefit the work
of La Oportunidad.
The event will go on
with Petey Wilson
taking Jackson's place.
Anyone with any information
as to Jackson's whereabouts
should contact
your local authorities.
The shit just hit the fan.
- Jamie!
- Dad, look out!
Welcome.
Welcome to the old city jail.
Oh, we have a new one,
but this one
comes in handy
for such occasions.
You know, Danny Boy,
it's nothing personal,
but everything
and everyone has value.
Right now I'm just
trying to figure out
how much value you have.
I could possibly sell you
into the slave trade
for manual labor,
but you're a little old,
not in demand.
Plus dangerous.
You have skills.
They don't like that.
So I tell you what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna make some phone calls
and see if I can't help
you out somehow.
But I wouldn't get
my hopes up too high.
Probably we're just gonna end up
having to kill you anyway.
It saddens me though,
because you're
an okay guy, really.
Oh, and, um...
as far as your son goes,
you really have no reason
to worry about him.
He's in good hands.
I mean, he's gonna be
living in the lap of luxury
for the rest of his life, Danny.
I see the guy before you here
left his crucifix.
I guess you can pray,
if you believe in such a thing.
I'm pretty sure
it didn't do him much good.
Anyway...
Oh, uh...
this is Bubba.
Bubba, Danny Boy.
You might notice that Bubba's
a little on the large side,
and so is Arthur downstairs.
They're here to make sure
that everything stays cool.
♪♪
♪♪
- Oh, man.
- Oh, this is no good.
It ain't any good for me, dude.
I'm really claustrophobic, man.
I can't stand small spaces.
I'm gonna go crazy in here.
Please, please.
Please help me
get out of here, please.
Just give me, like, a minute.
A minute outside.
Look, I've got money, dude.
Here, you can have all of it.
You can have everything I have.
Please, I can't breathe.
Please.
I can't breathe.
♪♪
♪♪
Hey man.
Bubba?
Bubba, is that you?
Yeah.
Man, you better get back up
there and stand guard.
Garza's gonna have your head.
- Oh, I'm sick, man.
- I'm so sick.
Sick?
Bubba?
Bubba, you all right?
♪♪
Si. Policia?
El stupidos.
Get those kids
out of the trunk now.
It popped open.
People are seeing them
and they're calling me.
Now!
Idiots.
Hey, Hector,
it seems like something's
bothering you today.
What's going on?
I don't know, Freddy.
You know, I saw something
strange on my way over here.
I was following this car,
and the trunk lid up.
And I thought I swore
I saw a kid in there.
Where did you see this, Hector?
On Airport Road.
You know on your way
into the city.
I called the cops, but I
didn't leave 'em my name.
You know my situation, man.
Yeah, I know that, Hector.
Hector, take my keys.
Lock up when you're
finished, would you?
I got to go do something,
and if I'm not back,
just take over for a while.
Yeah, sure.
♪♪
You're late.
Get 'em out.
What about the gags?
Hell, take 'em off,
but leave 'em tied up.
- Yeah.
- Manuel, he got away.
You better be joking with me.
No, he got out of his
cell and knocked me out.
He took the Jeep.
How long has it been?
Maybe 30 minutes, I don't know.
One more thing,
Bubba's dead.
- Freddy, get in.
- Hurry, hurry.
I think I know
where they could be.
Let's head to the airport.
♪♪
I still have the cell phone.
- What?
- I thought they searched us.
It's in my underwear,
in the front,
but I can't get to it.
I can.
What do you mean?
- Sit sideways.
- I'll lean back.
♪♪
Start kissing my neck.
What?
Start kissing my neck now.
Dios mio, the young ones
are getting to know each other.
You know don't take
this personally,
but we want
to make this look real.
Don't stop.
Okay.
I got it.
I mean, the cell phone.
I have it.
Do you know who we're calling?
- Freddy.
- Okay.
Do you know the number.
Yeah, I'll guide you.
Okay.
- One notch up.
- Okay.
- One notch left.
- Okay.
Press it.
Okay.
One notch right.
The same row, one notch left.
Okay. You know
we make a good team.
But don't forget
to kiss my neck.
But the guys
aren't even looking.
I know, but we don't want
to take the chance, right?
Hey, Senor Garza, come Te Va?
- Muy bien.
- Tranquilo.
But it's Captain Garza.
Capitan Garza.
How's the promotion going?
A big fight this weekend.
Oh, Si, Si, good, good.
Tell me, Paco, my friend,
have you seen
Freddy Rivera recently?
Oh, yeah, you know what?
Hey, I saw him...
at the bowling alley.
That was a couple of weeks ago.
- Si, bowling.
- Bowling?
Of course.
How about Danny Jackson?
You seen him anywhere?
Oh, yeah, you know what,
I saw him...
in Vegas in 1996.
You haven't seen him recently?
Oh, no, no, but you know what,
I heard he was in town
for the big fight.
Oh, yeah, yeah, big fight.
Vegas has him
an eight-to-one underdog.
Where you putting
your money, Senor Paco?
My money is on
Danny "Boy" Jackson,
Senor Garza.
Hands down.
You never know, my friend.
You never know.
Just a couple of more miles.
Bueno.
What?
Hey, hey, hey.
Que Paso, boy? Huh?
Where are we going?
That's for us to know
and you to find out.
- Not really.
- Where are we going?
Hey, that's Jamie, that's Jamie.
You better enjoy
little novia, pequeno,
before you meet La Viuda Loca.
That's it, La Viuda Loca.
- What's that?
- It means the crazy widow.
It's the name
of that western town
out in the desert
about an hour away.
La Oportunidad owns it.
Western town?
Yeah, you know where
they shoot the movie,
but it's been
deserted for years.
- Hey, hey!
- Shh, shh.
Just in case you were wondering,
we're doing fine.
Hey, that's Jamie's way
of telling us that he's okay.
Turn it around, Amigo.
We got to get to La Viuda Loca.
This is Captain Garza.
I want an APB issued
right away for Freddy Rivera,
the boxing trainer.
He's probably traveling
with Danny Jackson.
10-4, dispatch to all units.
We have an APB for Freddy
Rivera, a male, Hispanic.
♪♪
You've been drinking,
haven't you?
Not much.
Come on, you wanna
get tough, Leo?
You've been drinking,
haven't you?
That's what I thought.
Let me get this straight,
with all the power
of all the police department,
you guys can't keep track
of one ex-fighter
and his sidekick.
The good news is the package has
probably arrived
at La Viuda Loca by now.
And then we can
make the delivery
to the Mexicans
in a couple of hours.
The bad news is we've
got your stupid sister
and her stupid husband
and two stupid greasers
that they hired, in control
of this entire operation.
Reginald, it'll be all right.
Okay, everything's on track.
No, everything is not on track.
Because if it was,
Danny Jackson would be
fighting in the
main event on Saturday.
His son would be
in the front row,
and we'd be selling
an anonymous boy
instead of the offspring
of the most popular fighter
of all time.
Reggie, please,
don't get so worked up.
- I want you there.
- What?
I want your ass
in La Viuda Loca.
Are you crazy?
We need to stay away from this.
In the land of the stupid,
the man with
half a brain is you.
I want you there
overseeing the swap.
You understand me?
Do you understand me?
Yeah, I understand.
Crystal clear.
Hey, Danny, I hear
they got Petey Wilson
to fight Medina this weekend.
Wilson, he couldn't carry
my jock strap back in the day.
Neither could Medina.
I'm worried
about my son, Freddy.
You gotta have faith, Danny.
What is a faith
that allows people
to strap bombs to their kids
in the name of God?
You tell me that, Freddy.
Danny, God doesn't
give us a perfect world.
I mean, he just gives
us the strength
to deal with what we have.
You know God doesn't
have arms or legs.
He depends on us to do his work.
Let's go do it.
Can I help you, officer?
- 80 in a 20.
- You in a rush?
I'm sorry, I must have
let the speed creep up on me.
Yeah, well, let me see
your license and registration.
It's your lucky day, boys.
Drive safe.
- Sylvia.
- Yes.
Where do we actually
make the delivery?
The old fort,
about a half mile from here.
Let me out.
I need to go to the bathroom.
Let me out of here.
Come on!
Let me out of here.
I need to go to the bathroom.
Jorge, take the kids out back
and don't take your
eyes off of them.
Come on, come on.
Okay, pequeno, right there.
She goes first.
Hey, in plain sight.
Right there, mijita.
You're not gonna watch me.
Hey, baby, you're not
getting out of my sight.
You do it there where
you stand or not at all.
Tara, don't do it.
I have to.
You don't watch.
Of course not.
♪♪
Come on.
♪♪
Where are we going?
- The highway's west.
- That way.
♪♪
They escaped, they escaped!
- What?
- Come quick.
- God!
- Go.
- Oh, my God.
- I can't run anymore.
We have to keep going.
They're gonna catch up by now.
Okay.
♪♪
♪♪
Do you see that?
Hmm, do you see that, cabrones?
That could cost us
half a million dollars.
All you had to do
was watch two children.
Two children!
Sylvia.
I need you to stop the bleeding,
clean the wound,
put some makeup on it.
You did bring the makeup, yes?
Yes, Manuel.
Good.
And I need you idiots
to watch things.
Can you handle that?
Hmm, without getting your
asses kicked by a child?
I swear if anything
else happens,
I'm going to personally throw
your asses in the helicopter.
All right, and you can kiss
your pathetic lives good-bye.
You too!
We have less than an hour
before we have to make
the drop off.
Tie 'em up.
What else could go wrong?
Anything?
No, I didn't think so.
Can I help you?
Yeah, you know, we heard
there was this western town,
you know, where they do tours.
Are there any tours?
- No tours, man.
- Closed to the public.
Aww, really?
Really.
Well, can't we just
get in there,
you know, for a little bit,
just to...
I've never seen
a movie set before.
No, that wouldn't be okay.
Now get the hell outta here.
What are we gonna do, Freddy?
Nice.
We're not gonna make it, are we?
Don't talk like that.
They're selling us.
That's exactly right,
which means they can't
afford to hurt us.
So anything they want
us to do, do it slow.
Anything to buy us time.
♪♪
We should have
the element of surprise.
Yeah, just keep an eye out
for cars coming and going.
When we attack,
we kill everything in sight.
U.h, except the kids.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Important safety consideration.
Yeah.
♪♪
It's clear, come on.
♪♪
Jamie, hurry.
♪♪
Freddy!
Dad.
Is anybody left in there?
No, nobody there.
Garza.
- Throw your gun.
- Now, amigo.
That's it.
Now you kiddies,
get in the van, now.
Don't do it, son.
Just take off.
Are you kidding me?
Boy, you do as I say right now
or I'll kill your father.
Dad.
- Do as I say.
- Do you hear me?
I will kill him right now.
You know what,
I'll kill her too.
Wouldn't that be nice?
Sure, I'm not gonna make as
much money if I do that,
but half a hog's
better than none, son.
Get your ass in there now.
I love you, Dad.
I love you.
Good boy.
♪♪
It's a long way to nowhere,
Danny Boy.
I think I'll just leave you here
to die slowly.
I never liked you when
you were fighting anyway.
♪♪
Bet you thought I forgot
about that pistol.
Didn't you, amigo?
♪♪
Dad!
♪♪
Why are we stopping?
Hey, Garza, why are we stopping?
Tara, he's dead.
Dad got him after all.
Why isn't he getting out?
- I don't know.
- Where are the kids?
He knows we got to see 'em
before we touch down.
What's happening down there?
I don't know.
Something's wrong.
Let's get out of here.
Let's go.
♪♪
♪♪
Dad!
Dad.
Dad, Dad.
- It's me. Dad.
- Son.
I love you, boy.
I love you too.
You okay?
It's okay.
Look a little pale,
eyes look a little funny and...
And what?
I'd go hungry first.
What's the matter, Fraidy Cat?
This is only a tiny little bird.
Charges were brought...
Are they ever gonna
let us out of here.
Shh, watch.
...kidnappings of Jamie
Jackson and Tara Hastings.
As well as charges of
assault with intent to kill
against Jackson's father,
Danny Jackson,
and Freddy Martinez.
An investigation
is also being launched
into human
trafficking allegations
against Sterling
and the involvement
of his noted
nonprofit organization,
known as La Oportunidad,
through which money
was allegedly laundered.
What are you up to?
- What am I up to?
- Gee, let's see.
Probably the same
thing that I was up to
five minutes ago the last
time you rolled in here.
I want to get
the heck out of here.
Amen to that.
Are they ever going
to let us out of here?
Remind me never
to get shot again, okay?
It's not the least
bit pleasant, is it?
No, there's about
a billion other things
I'd rather be doing right now.
Hey, how's Jamie doing?
Oh, he's good, thanks.
Yeah, his mom picked
him up yesterday.
How was that?
It was weird.
It's like I think
I'm gonna start
seeing her again
when I get home.
Who knows, buddy?
Did you find it?
Find what?
Faith.
Man, if you can go through
what the two of us
went through and not
find faith, you ain't human.
Amen.
What was that thing you
told Jamie the other day?
Faith is believing in something
even when there's
no reason to believe.
It comes from up there
and from right here.
Speaking of believing,
what in the world
made you think you could
beat Alonzo Medina?
Oh, shut up.
You know I could have taken
that kid in three rounds max.
They must have
all kinds of drugs
pumped into your system, man.
I mean, you don't even
know what you're saying.
It is not the drugs, okay?
It's a fact, I would
have taken that kid.
He's young, he's inexperienced,
and I'm the seasoned
professional.
I read an article
that said you were 41.
I am 41.
You're 46 if you're a day.
That's close to 41.
Oh, Lord, you're
probably closer to 50.
Nah.
♪♪
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