Borderline Murder (2011) - full transcript

[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]