Borderline Murder (2011) - full transcript

Laredo reporter Michael O'Hare has, for years, examined people disappearing from Texas over the Mexican border. Many start at Ray Sullivan's bar, where some earn cash to get plastic surgery in an illegal Mexican clinic. When green lawyer and police academy dropout Abby Morgan comes looking for her missing wayward sister Halie, they meet and team up. Even after deputy Tim Corbin pulls the pair out of Mexian police jail for trespassing, only to find the clinic address bogus, they persist, Abby insisting to go in as patient.

[heartbeats]

[short sound bursts]

[heartbeat

and faint breathing]

[doctor]

I'm here, I'm doing...

[doctor] Come on sister!

Where are you?

[sound of flickering]

[sound of metallic objects

moving]

[heartbeats stops]

[doctor]

Check out time.

[doctor]

Care, nobody?

[doctor]

Yes.

[elevating sinister music]

[acoustic ambient music]

[music continues]

[sound of heavy thud]

[trailer gate of truck shuts]

[dramatic music]

[plastic rustling]

[quiet sinister music]

[ominous music and plastic

moving]

[groaning, slapping shovel]

[dramatic music continues]

[spade drops]

[moan]

[door shutting, engine starts]

[atmospheric music]

[dramatic music]

[low chattering]

Yay!

Oh, my god.

That was tough.

-Do you think you past?

-I don't know.

I'll guess I find out

in a couple of weeks.

OK, let's do a shot, right?

Uh, I'll think

I'll have a beer.

-Seriously?

-Yes! Why?

Boring!

-I heard Kevin is coming.

-Ah, yeah.

He's hot and he likes you.

What more do you want?

Plus you're not getting

any younger.

Ouch!

I'm sorry.

Hold on one second.

Hey, mom!

Mom!

Mom, I can't talk to you,

if you're not going

to say anything.

[crying]

Are you OK?

What's going on?

I got a call about Hayley.

What is it now?

[mom] Can you come home?

Mom I can't come right now.

[crying]

[Abby] Can I come by

first thing tomorrow?

OK.

I'll come by tomorrow, OK?

[sigh]

[melancholic music]

[Abby sighs]

Mom!

Seriously.

[Abby] You can't get yourself

worked up like this.

A friend of Hayley's

called from Texas.

A Jenny something.

I guess they worked together

in a bar in Laredo.

She thinks something bad

might have happened.

Mom. How many times

have we been

-through this with Hayley?

-I's different this time.

I mean even when she's

off getting high,

She always checks in.

I get phone calls

in the middle off the night.

You know what it's like.

I haven't heard from her

in three weeks.

Not a peep.

I've left messages

and emails, nothing back.

Well, that is unusual, but...

Yeah, now with

her friend calling,

I know something has happened.

[crying]

I'm sure everything is OK.

If your father was alive,

he would have been

out there weeks ago.

I know things aren't good

between the two off you,

but, Abby she is your sister.

Your blood.

She needs your help.

I need your help.

I'll look into it, OK?

[mom] Thank you.

How was the exam?

It was fine.

[melancholic music]

[a crow craws]

Hey, Tim, It's Abby.

It's been a while.

I'm actually headed out

to Texas.

Let's catch up.

[Abby] Hayley!

Abby!

For the fifth time,

call me back.

There.

[continues in Spanish]

Nothing to it.

[doctor] A few sutures,

and we are done.

[in Spanish]

No, Doctor.

Good.

Are you ready to give it a try?

-[in Spanish]

-[knocking on the door]

Paco!

[in Spanish]

[blips from heart monitor]

The body?

Go out there

and find that little punk!

[escalating music]

[car driving in the distance]

[apprehensive music]

[doorbell]

Hayley!

Hello!

Hello!

[suspensive music]

Hayley!

Hayley!

[Abby] What in the world?

OK.

[dramatic music]

[mom] For Plastic surgery?

I'll have it back

to you in no time.

I don't know.

You know I have

been doing good? Staying clean.

Yeah, I know.

This is just going

to help me getting ahead.

You know?

[sigh]

I swear. You'll get it

before you know it's gone.

[mom]

Hayley, that's not the point.

[mom]

You don't need that stuff.

You don't.

[Abby] Hey!

What's going on?

Nothing.

[Abby] Mom?

Hayley, there is no more money.

-[Abby] We talked about this.

-It's different this time.

-Butt out!

-I know it's different.

-The answer is still no.

-It's not your money.

This has nothing to do with you.

This has nothing to do with me?

I am trying

to do something good here!

Save it, Hayley!

Don't you think

you have done enough

damage to this family?

-Abby.

-Mom! It's got to stop!

You have done

way more damage than I have!

[Hayley]

Miss. High and mighty!

Too good for your own father!

You broke his heart

when you dropped out.

-How dear you?

-The truth hurts, doesn't it?

At least I didn't snort my

family's savings up my nose.

That's enough, girls.

[Abby] Unbelievable.

We have carried you

for so many years.

It ends now.

Choke on it!

We're done.

No problem.

We're done, Hayley.

Don't come back here asking

for handouts.

[mom] Hayley!

[door slamming]

[blip] You have two messages.

[answer machine] Hey, Hayley

It's me again, Um.

Trying you.

So, call me back.

[Abby] Hayley!

Abby!

It's the fifth time.

Call me back.

[blip] End of messages.

[intense dramatic music]

Hi!

Who are you?

I'm Hayley's sister.

-And you?

-Building manager.

Where is Hayley?

Ah, I'm not sure.

Have you seen her around?

I'm not her keeper.

Not short on charm either.

Is there anything

I can do for you?

Rent is due in a few days.

Well.

Until then.

[apprehensive music]

The sister is here.

[apprehensive music]

Deputy Corbin, please.

[apprehensive music]

Tim!

-[Abby] Long time.

-[Tim] Yeah, tell me about it.

So!

Cryptic message out of the blue.

It's not really your style.

-[Abby] Yeah, sorry about that.

-[waitress] Menu?

-[Abby] Unexpected trip.

-[waitress] How about you, Hun?

Uh, I'm OK.

Just coffee, please.

What brings you to Laredo?

I am looking for my sister.

Your sister!

[Abby] Remember Hayley?

Sure, she lives here now?

Yeah, I guess

for like the last year.

Things seemed to be going OK.

She is working

at some place called Ray's.

Keeping her nose clean.

Thank you.

The strip club?

There's only one Ray's in town.

Oh, wow!

Uh.

Yeah, I guess that would explain

the wigs and clothes.

Oh, Hayley.

She's missing?

[Abby] We're not sure.

Something is not right here,

you know.

I just have that feeling.

That's what

would have made you a good cop.

-Nah.

-It's in your blood.

You were one of the tough ones

coming out of the academy.

Until you bailed.

So, what are you doing instead?

Um, I just took the bar exam.

It's close enough, I guess.

[Tim] So you need my help?

Maybe.

I'm going to poke around

a little bit,

see if I can come up

with anything.

You should file

a missing person.

Yeah, but I don't know

if she's missing, you know?

It will get her picture

out there.

Couldn't hurt.

Thanks, Tim.

Us blue dogs have to

stick together.

[ambient music]

[club music]

-Can I help you?

-Hi!

-Are you Ray?

-Are you looking for work?

If I was?

Then I'm Ray.

[small laugh]

Do you have a girl that works

here called Hayley Morgan?

There are a lot

of girls that works here.

Right.

Well.

Maybe this will help.

Yeah, Hayley.

-Right,

-I'm looking for her.

And you are?

I'm her sister.

OK.

Yeah, I can see it now.

So, is she around?

No, she doesn't work

here anymore.

Oh?

When is the last time

you saw her?

I couldn't really say.

Take a guess.

Maybe a month.

Maybe longer.

Do you mind if I talk to

some of the girls?

Are you a cop?

[small laugh]

No!

[dramatic music]

Unless you're planning

to buy a drink

you might want

to get out of here.

OK.

Thanks' for your time.

[phone ringing]

Hey, Mom,

[sighing]

[mom] So!

I just got into town today.

I'm at Hayley's place now.

She's not there?

No, but

that doesn't mean much.

[sighing]

Don't get upset, mom.

We don't know anything yet.

I'll call you tomorrow

with an update, OK?

OK.

Love you!

You too, Hun!

[Abby] Michael!

Michael O'Hare.

Journalist.

[nervy music]

[tapping on the computer]

[club music]

So!

-Are we set?

-For?

Hips, lips and cheekbones.

I want to look like

a young Diana Ross.

You have something for me?

A ticket,

the bus leaves at 8:00 a.m.

Be on it.

[phone ringing]

Oops! Give me a second please,

sweetheart.

[ringing]

We have a situation with the

errand boy, Paco.

What?

He panicked and disappeared.

The body?

The body is not

where it should be.

Listen, Victor.

We can't be connected.

Do you understand?

Don't worry,

I'll take care of it.

We can't be connected!

I said I will take care of it!

Victor!

Victor!

[Slamming the telephone down]

[in Spanish]

One for the road.

So, is Milo a done deal?

Your cut is the least

of your worries.

We have a situation.

[squeaking door]

[dramatic music]

[door opening]

[suspensive music]

[door slams]

[suspenseful music]

Hello!

[squeaking door]

[front door shuts]

[suspensive music]

Oh, I have her picture as well.

Great.

Have you ever heard of a local

reporter called Michael O'Hare?

He's a bit of a quack.

But he makes for a good read.

Do you know anything about

the border clinics that he

has being writing about?

Oh, Yeah.

Unfortunately I do.

That's the curse

of a border town.

Is that something

that you guys focus on?

No, not really.

You know, it's not a priority.

I found this envelope

in Hayley's apartment.

I guess she was gathering

some information.

[Abby] It was a brochure

on plastic surgery.

With names and costs and...

Hm, it's interesting.

To be perfectly

honest with you.

We have our hands full

with guns going out

and drugs coming in.

Yeah, of course.

You bring the package by,

and I'll see if I can help.

Sure.

[Tim] OK, sign here.

Alright, let me process this.

You know, I would love

to find that O'Hare guy.

Seriously?

He is always moving around.

But he filed

a few death threats,

so we have the addresses.

[Tim] You did not

get this from me.

No.

Al!

Can you pull

Michael O'Hare's addresses

and give them to Abby?

Thanks.

You keep checking in.

Yeah, will do.

Hey, excuse me!

Hey!

[Abby] Wait!

[upbeat music]

Stay back!

-Are you Michael O'Hare?

-Not another step!

I mean it.

I'll use it.

Who do you work for?

I don't work for anybody.

My name is...

I saw you at the apartment,

and meeting with the deputy.

You've been following me?

Dam straight!

Look, I'm not sitting

on the apartment.

OK, I'm staying there.

I'm Abby Morgan.

I'm Hayley's older sister.

Can we put

the mini mace away now?

Is it the death threats

that have you

living like transient?

No, I have been

getting death threats

ever since my first exposé

on border clinics

a couple of years ago.

That just fuels

my writing.

It's when they actually follow

through with the death threats

that got me spooked.

Seriously!

Yeah, last year,

a couple

of Scary looking

Mexican guys

came by my place

and ruffed me up a bit.

[Michael] They made it very

clear that I was to stop.

So, did you stop?

I did for a bit.

But I was getting

anonymous letters

from people who had been

hurt and cheated.

So how does my sister fit in

to all of this?

I've been going to the club

looking for an insider.

She had heard about a couple

of the girls going to Mexico

getting really cheap surgery.

She was thinking about

doing the same thing.

So, you sent her undercover?

No!

We'd only talked

a couple of times.

She seemed sympathetic to the

stories I was telling her.

Did you bring the letters?

Like your giving me a tip.

Are you sure

you're down for this?

Yeah.

[Michael] Since she was already

exploring surgical options

I simply asked her

to pass on information.

Right.

[Abby]

This is for you.

I knew she'd come through.

When is the last time

you saw her?

I'd say it's about

a month ago now.

I leave tomorrow.

How are you feeling?

A bit nervous,

but I'm sure It's normal.

Everything I've gathered so far

is in an envelope at my place.

I got my blue card today.

Blue card?

Yeah.

[Hayley] It's a key to get on

to the bus, and over the border.

When I get back...

I should have everything

you need.

-If anything should go wrong--

-It won't.

You'll be fine.

-[Abby] So, were you two--

-[Michael] No.

Like I said, we only talked

a couple of times.

And you haven't

talked to her since?

No.

I waited about a week or so.

I figured she needed time

to recover.

[Michael] I went looking

for her at the club.

[Michael]

Watched her place, and nothing.

So she might have never

come back from Mexico?

I've been waiting for the right

moment to look for the envelope,

but they have been

sitting on her place.

Wretched landlady.

I figure there's got to be

something in there

and it might be a clue.

[Abby] My sister is a bit

of a scatter brain.

[Michael]

This is good!

Why?

Does anything look familiar?

[Michael] This clinic

I called a couple of times

and I just got the machine.

I've never been able to zone in

on who's involved from the

medical community on this end.

There's

some important names here.

Dr. Sparks.

Wow!

-[Abby] Do you know him?

-[Michael] I know of him.

Looks like he did the consult.

I can't wait

to break this thing wide open.

Look!

This may all be

Pulitzer-material for you.

All I want to do,

is find my sister.

Yeah!

There's somewhere

I want to take you.

I don't have time

to mess around.

I like your sister.

She was really kind

and open with me.

Look you don't

have to do this alone.

I know the town and it's people.

I can help.

OK!

[knocking]

-Hi, Michael.

-Hi, Jean.

This is Abby Morgan.

-Hi!

-Hi!

-[Jean] Please come in.

-Thank you.

[Jean] What can I do for you?

My sister is missing.

I'm sorry to hear that.

[Abby]

I have a picture.

She's very pretty.

Thank you.

She went across the border

to one of these clinics, but...

-She hasn't come back.

-How awful.

Hayley was collecting

information for me

when she disappeared.

-Information?

-About the process.

We believe Dr. Sparks

is involved.

Was he your doctor as well?

[Michael]

Jean, I brought Abby here

so you could share

your story with her.

Hoping that you maybe could lead

us in the right direction.

This is not something

I'm comfortable talking about.

I understand that.

Please!

My surgery...

in Mexico...

was one of the biggest

mistakes of my life.

[Abby]

What happened?

When my husband Burt

passed away

I...

I...

I really didn't think

I would be interested in

another...

You know...

Man.

[Jean]

But, dating and...

he'd been gone four years.

And I was fifty.

So I thought...

Maybe some...

cosmetic work...

You know.

Enhancements

might make me more...

desirable.

I remember going home

in a taxi, and I was...

very sick.

A lot of pain.

I had strep infection.

But I was...

too ashamed

to tell my physician.

[Jean]

One morning I just...

[Jean] I felt like my heart

was going to explode.

[Jean] So I called an ambulance.

The doctor said

I was very lucky

to survive.

Because...

my liver and my kidneys,

they were failing.

And I had gone into toxic shock.

[Jean] I didn't tell you

this, Michael, but...

[Jean] Well,

because I was warned not to.

But I had a visitor

one afternoon.

He was a very...

frightening character.

He said I was not to tell

anybody what had happened.

And that was

what was best for everybody.

Was Dr. Spark

your consulting Physician?

But, he didn't perform

the procedure.

Was it a Mexican physician?

Nothing was like

it was supposed to be.

The clinic, the doctors...

It was all so scary.

-Jean, you don't have to--

-I'm not afraid anymore.

Those were not real surgeons.

[Whisper]

Oh, my god!

Real surgeons

wouldn't do this.

I want them to pay for

what they did to me.

Why did you take me there?

I had a feeling

she would open up to you.

It's your sister and all.

I have to go to that clinic.

The Villa Majestic?

Yeah.

I don't think

that is a good idea.

If that's where my sister went,

then that's where I'm going.

Americans disappear in Mexico

all the time.

-It's dangerous!

-You don't have to come.

-Come on!

-I don't care if it's dangerous.

I need to find her.

Alright.

Fine.

Thank you.

[car door closes]

[suspensive music]

[intense suspensive music]

Abby!

Are you OK?

Yeah, I think so.

[Michael]

Shall I call an ambulance?

No!

No, I'm OK.

-[Abby] Did you get his plates?

-No!

You've been here two days, and

they're already gunning for you.

[Michael] Maybe I should

follow you home?

I'm OK.

Are you sure?

7:00 a.m.

[ominous music]

[door squeaking]

-Hey, you!

-[Abby] Tim!

Hayley's apartment

was ransacked.

-Really?

-I just got back.

The door was open

and the whole

place is a wreck.

[breaking glass]

Oh, my god!

Someone is still here.

Abbey, get out of there!

Please hurry.

[Tim] Abby!

Abby!

Abby!

[ominous music]

[squeaking sound]

Stop!

-Woah!

-Who the hell are you?

I'm Jenny.

Hayley's friend.

Why are you trashing

the place?

I didn't.

I live across the hall.

I came over

after they left.

Who is they?

Some guys from the club.

[Abby] What club?

Ray's?

Yeah!

How do I know that you didn't

let them in?

It was Irena the landlord.

I'm worried about Hayley too.

I'm the one

that called your mother.

Please!

Put the knife down.

You're the one that's been

looking through the blinds?

I've been wanting

to talk to you.

Why haven't you?

It's hard.

They've got eyes everywhere.

Hayley isn't the first girl

that's gone missing.

Then why wouldn't you stop her?

She was determined

to go through with it.

Most girls come back,

and they work off the surgery

in a couple of months.

What do you mean,

they work it off?

If you can't afford it,

Ray will spot you.

You've got to work it off.

Have you talked to her

since she's been gone?

No!

She said if anything

went wrong

that I should call home.

She gave me

your mother's number.

She said you would come

looking for her.

She always talked

about her big sister.

Abby this and Abby that.

Shoot!

I feel like I know you.

You're prettier

than your pictures.

[Jenny]

I'm sorry.

[Jenny] So.

What's your next move?

I don't know.

Look, I've worked

at Ray's a long time.

If you need

to know how things work there.

Yeah, maybe.

[cars skidding]

I might.

[police siren outside]

Do you want some help?

Down on the ground!

It's OK.

She's a friend.

Is everything alright?

Yeah!

We are alright.

Just the place is a mess.

Is there

anything missing?

I think I have what

they were looking for.

I'm sorry

to have you rush down here.

It's OK.

I'll file a report.

It was a couple of guys

from Ray's.

Right?

Jenny?

Yeah!

It was.

Did they have a key?

No, apparently

the landlady let them in.

I'll talk to her.

Thank you.

Do you need help?

No.

We got this.

OK!

I'll talk to you later.

Sorry!

[ominous music]

You got to be more careful.

[sighing]

[loud slap]

You can be replaced.

Where is Ray?

So?

Did you find anything?

No.

We trashed the place.

It was nothing there.

Is the sister backing off?

Hopefully she got the hint.

Handle it!

I will.

Otherwise all of this

goes away.

I got it.

The cops?

It's covered.

[dramatic music]

I'll check in with you later,

OK?

You have a right to be worried.

I love you too, bye.

-Hey.

-Hey.

-Huh!

-You look tired.

You really know

what to say to a lady.

Huh, sorry.

A couple of guys

from the strip club

tossed Hayley's apartment.

What?

Are you OK?

Yeah!

Tim is going to take care of it.

The deputy?

Stop being so paranoid.

How do you know

these guys from Ray's?

Jenny.

One of the dancers

that lives across the hall.

Alright,

are you ready for this?

Yeah, let's go.

[Abby] You're OK?

Yeah, I just hate

going through check points.

We'll be fine.

[Michael sighing]

[Michael] Officer.

There you go.

Hold it together.

Thank you.

See?

No problem.

Is this the right street?

Yeah, according to the map.

Maybe it's just back further

on the property.

Doesn't make any sense.

Maybe we took down

the Wrong address.

This is the place.

It should be right here.

Unless it doesn't really exist.

-Why would they...

-Think about it.

So, what?

She could just

be anywhere right now?

How are we supposed to find her?

I don't know.

I can feel her slipping away.

[Michael]

Don't say that!

Do you really think

she just forgot to call?

I mean...

Something happened.

Either she died

on the table or...

Maybe they found out that

she was feeding you information.

No, there are other

possibilities.

Like what?

I don't know.

[Michael]

But you can't give up hope.

Great.

How do they even know

that we're out here?

This is private property!

What are you doing out here?

Do you want me

to ask you in Spanish?

No, sorry.

We are just looking around.

It's a beautiful landscape.

[ominous music]

You're going to have

to come with us.

[in Spanish]

[Michael]

Get your hands off me.

-Michael.

-[police] Give him your keys.

-You got to stop.

-I don't think You understand

the gravity of the situation.

Could you call deputy

Tim Corbin In Laredo?

He will be able to

clear all of this up.

Get into the car.

I'm sorry.

Is this really necessary?

We didn't break any laws.

Trespassing.

And resisting arrest.

Passports and cellphones,

please.

No way!

We can take them from you

if you like.

Can I make a phone call, please?

A phone call?

[policeman laughing]

You are not

in the United States anymore.

What's going on?

[sighing]

This is bad.

They can't keep us in here.

You still don't get it,

do you?

They are all in on it. They can

do whatever they want with us.

Come on, Michael.

Not now.

Think about it.

How did they find us so quickly?

Our luck has just changed.

[policeman]

Are you sure about this?

[Tim] Yeah.

[police man] Your call.

He's releasing you

to my custody.

Thank you!

[Tim] You too, Michael.

[policeman]

You got lucky this time.

Don't come back here.

Did you at least find

what you were looking for?

No!

There was nothing there.

What do you mean,

it was nothing there?

It's just land.

There is no building, no clinic.

Nothing.

Where do they bring the girls?

I don't know.

It's just another dead end.

I can't pull that favor again.

Alright, follow me back.

I can bring you

across the border.

[Abby sighing] OK.

[Abby] What do we do now?

I don't know.

Maybe Jean Will come forward.

Maybe we can get her

to press charges.

That's going to take too long.

[knocking on the door]

Jenny.

-Hi, come on in.

-Hi, thanks.

Jenny, Michael.

He's helping me find Hayley.

It's alright.

We can trust him.

Yeh, I have seen you

around the club.

Yeah, I'm a reporter.

Did you find the clinic?

No.

The address we had was a cover,

There was nothing there.

So what's next?

I'm trying to figure that out.

Maybe I can ask around the club?

Can you do that without drawing

too much attention?

That's it.

The club.

Plastic surgery Dr. Sparks.

I'm not following.

I'll go in

and get a consultation.

For what?

It doesn't matter.

Boobs, hips, thighs whatever.

That sounds great, Abby,

but

they know who you are. They'll

see you coming a mile away.

There has to be some way.

Or...

-What?

-You could enquire.

We just need that blue card.

-Exactly.

-But wait a minute guys

What are

you talking about?

Take a seat.

OK.

Tonight at work,

just do your regular thing.

[club music]

Good night?

Well.

I've had better.

What's up, honey?

I'm looking

to make some improvements.

A little tuck,

if you know what I mean.

Are you serious?

I'm not getting any younger.

You still look good to me, baby,

Can you set it up?

Consider it done.

You're a doll.

[Jenny] Tummy tucks.

A little bit off the sides.

You made

arrangements with Ray?

Yeah.

It's covered.

[doctor] OK!

Now, I will make sure they take

extra special care off you.

[small laugh]

[Jenny] Thank you.

[Abby] Perfect!

Thank you.

Be careful.

Yeah, Michael is going

to follow the bus.

It leaves at 8:00 a.m. sharp.

[Abby] OK.

You should get out of town

for a while.

No!

You're going to need this.

You got to play the part.

Thanks.

Just find her, OK?

One way or the other.

Just find her.

Hey!

We're on track.

[Michael]

Things are going to be OK.

[Michael]

We will find her.

-Thank you.

-You don't have to thank me.

Your help means a lot to me.

[atmospheric music]

Hi!

Can you please make sure

that deputy Corbin gets this?

Thank you.

Not too late

to change your mind.

Just don't lose the bus.

[suspensive music]

[nervy music]

Officer.

-Please pull over.

-Is there a problem?

-Why do I have to pull over?

-Now!

Morning, Al.

I didn't think you'd be in.

Tim, when you get this

I'll hopefully be in Mexico at the clinic my sister went to.

You'll find anything you need

in here to start a case file.

I didn't tell you, because I

knew you would try to stop me.

After I find my sister

Michael and I will make our way back across the border

with the rest

of the info you'll need

to put these people away.

Hey.

We have a problem.

[shouting]

[wheels skidding]

Hey!

-We've got to go.

-What's going on?

Jenny sold us out.

Now, I will explain on the way.

Clean this up!

[knocking]

Hello, everyone!

Follow me,

and I'll take you in.

You can wait in here

until we call your name.

[phone ringing

in the background]

[speaking Spanish]

They just arrived.

She'll be on the bus.

OK.

[speaking Spanish]

[speaking Spanish]

[car door shuts]

Hands up!

Arrest him!

Keep your hands

where I can see them.

This is not necessary.

I'm looking for my friend--

Hey, what the hell!

I thought I told you

not to come back here.

I'm searching

for my friend.

She's out here somewhere.

Can you at least help me out?

[door opens]

[dramatic music]

[door squeak]

Uh, bathroom?

[hitting sounds]

Where is my sister?

[speaking Spanish]

Put her in the room

with Paco for now.

[screaming]

[crying]

[shrieks]

Sheriff, If you're not

in on it, then please help us.

This is happening

all over the place.

You got to know about it.

Of course I know about it.

[speaking Spanish]

[speaking Spanish]

OK.

[thump]

OK.

[Abby] What can we do?

OK.

[car approaching]

-So?

-[speaking Spanish]

We have her locked up.

Perfect, then we will wait.

[Boss] I'm not happy

about this Dr. Martinez.

Your problem [continues in Spanish]

You have a problem up north.

[Boss ] Well then maybe we should

take our business somewhere else

if you can't handle it.

Oh, thank God!

[slamming of car door]

-[Boss] Who else has this?

-I don't know.

But she has been working with

that reporter, Michael.

Is there enough

to make a case here?

Not quite yet.

There is no proof of murder or

illegal medical practices.

If she disappears...

It all goes away.

What are we waiting for?

I want to find a new place.

-Find me a new place.

-Calm down.

This is fine.

Don't!

You son of a bitch!

You kept pushing.

This can't be about money.

Why else?

She was my sister!

[screaming]

[punching]

[Tim] Oh, it's so sad.

[Boss] Wait!

Ray, not here.

Doctor!

Can we take her around back

and get this done, please?

What are we waiting for?

[police siren]

Damn it!

Relax, lose the gun.

[gun shots]

-[speaking Spanish]

-[police] Let's move in.

[speaking Spanish]

Hands up!

[speaking Spanish]

[Police]

Get down on the ground!

Down on your knees!

Stop I said!

Are you OK?

What happened to you?

Sorry I got caught up.

-[police] Come on!

-[Ray] Take it easy.

So, that was all of them?

Yes!

And the doctor

and the nurses are in on it.

Raul, take them in to the cars.

Wait!

Can you translate

something for me?

Yes.

Did this woman

come through here?

[speaking Spanish]

Do you recognize this woman?

[speaking Spanish]

if you recognize this woman.

[Abby] Did this woman

come through here?

[speaking Spanish]

Please!

[speaking Spanish]

[Abby]

She was my sister.

[policeman in Spanish]

-[speaking Spanish]

-Yes.

[speaking Spanish]

[Abby]

Do you recognize her?

[speaking Spanish]

[speaking Spanish]

He said that...

she was a patient here

and that she died on the table.

I can show you

where the body is.

What?

I can show you

to the body.

You can?

Yes!

Please!

-Jevon will take you.

-Thank you.

I can come with you if you want.

It's OK.

Where is the body?

[sobbing]

[crying]

Mom!

I'm bringing her home.

[Abby] I love you!

[music playing]