Day Labor (2024)

[bunniefuu]

What's wrong?

It's gonna be a long day.

You look great. New job.

-It's a start.

-Yeah.

I'm proud of you.

Hey.

Aren't you forgetting something?

Di tu avemaria.

Hooah.

Sorry I'm late.

Where do you think

you're working today?

No teacher positions

available here, bro.

- What are you doing?

- Just, um-- Look.

I do this. Watch.

We got this. Look.

I knew you were gonna do this.

Change. Dale!

I need three guys.

You, you, and you.

- Listen.

- Hmm?

Only speak Spanish.

The last thing

that these gringos want

is a clean-cut,

English-speaking immigrant.

It scares them.

Okay.

All right.

You and you, you. Get in.

Yeah.

All right.

- What's up?

- Look like.

There's money.

We need six hombres.

Let's go.

Let's take a break, fellas.

- You guys okay?

- I have a headache.

- Anthony, you all right?

- -What the f*ck happened, man?

I don't know.

Where the hell are we?

And where's Manny?

Hey, guys.

It's a shock collar for dogs.

Let me take this off.

Oh, sh*t. Bro!

-You okay?

-What the f*ck was that, man?

Buenos das,

m*therf*ckers.

Let's start the day off

with some brevity.

How many Mexicans does it take

to screw in a light bulb?

Three. One to hold the bulb,

and two to turn the ladder.

All right. Let's get to it.

It's a new day for y'all.

Welcome to

the game of your life.

You see, y'all came into

our great country illegally.

And I'm sure that

took skill, cunning.

Well, you're gonna

need more of that today.

The way I see it,

any illegal that

crosses the border,

well, they shouldn't be

afforded the same rights

as someone that was born here.

So we're gonna

give you 22 hours.

Get your ass back to

where you came from,

or you gonna get

a permanent plot on our land.

You got that?

You understand what I'm sayin'?

Good.

And I wouldn't touch

them collars if I were you.

No, no, no. See, there's a few

prizes that come with that.

The first prize, that--

that'd be a shock to the neck.

I might did my best

to keep everything safe.

Let's just say that the voltage

regulator is hit or miss.

The runner-up prize,

well, I'll tell y'all

about that later.

For now,

we got about two hours

left of daylight.

Now, there's a fence line

to the west up over that ridge.

It's quite a hike,

but you'll find a way to it.

And if you do, you'll be less

than a mile from the border.

Well, then you can jump

your ass back over that fence

like you did coming this way,

and that'll be the end of it.

And that's the offer.

But terms can change

at any time,

so I'd hop to it if I were you.

The clock is tickin'.

Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

We need to find Manny.

We need to find the others.

We need to get

the hell out of here.

- Let's go.

- Keep an eye out.

Easy to forget

how beautiful it is out here.

And the whole place

is just shrouded

in dark memory, secrets.

Used to be a time we'd come down

here with little sister and Mom.

Don't, man.

Hey.

You ain't gotta worry about it.

We gonna k*ll them all

and let God sort 'em out.

Everything's good.

Who's ready to lose?

You put the keys

where they supposed to go?

What I look like,

a f*ckin' amateur?

What, you want some?

- Don't mess around!

- You watch it. You--

- Hey.

- Man, come on!

All right. Hey, hey! Hey! Hey!

That's enough, g*dd*mn it!

Can't tell if you two

are f*ckin' or fightin'.

Gotta take this sh*t serious.

Remember what happened

last time?

Had to chase that damn coyote

all the way down

to the interstate.

Anybody could've found him.

Anyone!

I told you it wasn't

my f*ckin' fault!

Oh, well,

whose fault was it then, huh?

You boys done dicking around,

get these g*ns

back in the house.

- How you doing, Pops?

- You heard him.

Come on, sis.

You better watch yourself.

They ain't so small no more.

-Well, stop feeding 'em.

-Yeah, good luck with that.

-I love you, Pop.

-You wait till

your brother Joey gets here.

He'll step off that porch

and whoop all y'all.

Well, he's gonna have to

do it from the grave,

'cause he's been dead

for 20 f*cking years.

Oh, shut up.

Hey, hey!

Hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey.

- No.

- No, no.

Hey, hey.

- Hey. Est bien?

- Yeah, how you doing?

You all right?

- Est bien?

- Yeah. Y t?

Oh, hey, now!

One thing real quick.

I almost forgot.

Any you f*ckers who are trying

to save yourself a trip,

have a look up in that tree

right there, huh?

You'll see a set

of keys dangling.

Go on, have a look.

Those keys are very important.

They belong to a truck,

and that truck is parked

right outside of here.

Now, if y'all are able

to make it to that truck,

with those keys,

well, hell, y'all free to go.

What you think about that?

Good luck.

-Javi, vmonos.

-No. No.

No, no.

-Let's go. Let's go.

-No, no, no.

sh*t, come on, come on, guys.

Come on. Come on, come on.

That'll teach you boys

what happens when you try

to claim something as yours.

Ain't no easy way out of here,

you lazy m*therf*ckers.

Hi. This is Grace Reyes.

- Yes?

- My husband works there.

Today was his first day.

Derrick Reyes?

We had Derrick Reyes apply,

but unfortunately

he didn't get the job.

Are you sure?

Please leave

a message after the tone.

Baby.

You need to answer your phone.

I call Anthony, Manny.

No answer.

I'm-- I'm-- I'm getting worried.

Did you lie to me, Derrick?

It doesn't matter.

Just come home.

I love you.

911. What's your emergency?

I want to report

a missing person.

We'll go this way.

-It's gonna work.

-Okay.

All right, let's do it.

Do you know this guy?

Seen him at a few worksites.

He's always at the hardware

store looking for work.

-Yeah, but do you trust him?

-I don't know him like that.

-But I recognize that tat.

-He seems cool.

Yeah, but nothing's

as it seems right now.

If what's really going on here

is what we think

is going on here,

we're gonna be

stronger in numbers.

I agree.

We have to stick together.

All right.

Look, the sun is going down.

We gotta make it

to the fence line.

Yeah.

Javi.

This is hard. I know.

Has he lied to you recently

or been deceptive in any way?

No.

Well...

he did lie about getting a job.

It was a temporary position.

I called.

Uh, he did lie about it.

Mrs. Reyes, I'm sorry, but

we can't put together a search

until he's been missing

for 48 hours.

No, I know him.

-He wouldn't do this!

-This happens.

He's probably with friends

or someone else.

No, he's not with someone else.

-Please, you gotta believe me.

-My hands are tied for 48 hours.

I truly am sorry.

I still don't know

why we're leaving my truck.

Ain't like they know

how to drive anyway.

Games begin at dawn, boys.

They're on the perimeter

and ain't going nowhere.

We just need to sit tight.

Get us a little rest tonight.

Well, if it was up to me,

I'd go down there right now

and k*ll every last

f*ckin' one of them.

g*dd*mn it! Why do you do this?

It's the last k*ll that matters.

The rest is just a game, son.

What they did to us

isn't a f*cking game, Pa!

Hey, you need to

mind your place, boy.

-Why don't you just sit down?

-What?

Shut the f*ck up.

You weren't even there.

Why do you always act like

I don't know what happened?

-'Cause you weren't

f*ckin' there!

-Stop it!

Those people tore

our whole family apart!

Two of you are living g*dd*mn

proof of it. Sit down, boy.

Maybe you need a reminder of

why it is we do what we do here.

Maybe we all need

a g*dd*mn reminder.

Reminder that the whole world

has been built by Americans,

hardworking f*ckin'

American people.

We wake up one day,

look back on our lives,

-we made an honest living.

-Survival of the fittest.

-Survival of the fittest.

-Mmm.

Keeps the order of things

in place. You guys know this.

Keeps the blue collars blue,

keeps the big dicks a-swinging.

But don't forget,

you hide beyond the system,

you make one g*dd*mn dollar

under the table,

you take a nickel from

a hardworking American family,

come into our beautiful

country illegally?

What the hell was

left for us to do?

We go all in.

Yeah, f*ckin' A.

All in.

I'll call it a night.

-Y'all should do the same.

-Yeah, yeah.

Lucas, since you ain't

won a game yet...

you get the early head start.

I need you to find

your balls tomorrow.

-Got me?

-Yes, sir.

Good night, boys.

-Night, Pa.

-Yeah, all right.

I'ma go scrape your grandpa

off the front porch.

You set 'em up.

I'll knock 'em down.

Well, well.

Did y'all find

that fence line yet?

Think you boys

might just make it.

Just, uh,

one more thing before

I sign off for the night.

What's that smell?

Death.

Ooh, see?

The car's got more

than a little spark to it.

We loaded 'em up with some

American-made C-4 expl*sive.

Ha!

So I'd stay inside

the perimeter if I were you.

Let's just say,

the cleanup is, um,

uh, kinda messy.

How do you know?

It's sport.

We're being hunted.

Anthony. Come on.

Paula, hi.

Hi, love. How are you?

I'm looking for Manny. Is, uh--

Is Manny there with you?

No, Manny is not here.

Has Derrick come home yet?

No, Derrick hasn't come home.

I'm-- I'm worried to death.

I'm worried too.

I-- I don't know

what's going on.

I know that they were working

together at the hardware store,

but they should have

been home by now.

Derrick...

was working with Manny?

Yes.

That's what Manny say.

Well, I'm-- I'm just

gonna have to call you back.

Yeah?

I didn't know who else to call.

I need your help.

-Who is this?

-It's Grace.

Kathrine, it's about Derrick.

I don't know where he is.

Please, he has to come home.

Okay,

I'm gonna need you to slow down.

What happened?

I figured out you were

some sort of m*llitary.

These belonged to my sergeant.

Brian Flores.

They mean more to me

than my own.

He was a good man?

He was.

You have any kids?

Two beautiful little girls.

How about you?

None.

My wife's pregnant. It's a girl.

Congratulations.

Treat her like a queen.

Have you...

ever seen anything like this?

I have seen enough bloodshed...

but nothing like this before.

They will come for us.

I know.

Agent Knight.

What can I do for you?

I'm here to request

the next two days off.

Two days off?

It's a personal matter, sir.

Everything okay?

A soldier I did two tours with

in Iraq, he's, um--

he's gone missing.

Derrick Reyes, sir.

Shut the door.

Not your fianc?

Ex-fianc.

How long has he been missing?

Not long enough for

local law enforcement

to get involved, so...

I'd like to request permission

to go look for him myself.

On my own dime.

From my understanding,

he possibly might have been

working as a day laborer

when he went missing.

We've received

a cluster of calls from

Central American agencies--

Honduras, El Salvador--

inquiring about missing

day laborers in the same area.

-And what happened?

-You know how we handle calls

like that. We pass 'em through.

Anything related to

potential cartel activity,

we don't touch.

Reyes isn't affiliated

with the cartel.

He's an American veteran, sir.

I worked with

the sheriff down there

when we were fielding the calls.

Sheriff Paterson.

He was helpful.

I think he could

probably help you out.

I'll let him know

you're coming down.

-Great.

-You've got two days.

Thank you.

Kathrine.

See what you can

find out down there.

Keep me posted.

We're not familiar

with the area,

but it's a safe bet that

it would follow the creek

all the way down.

It's gotta lead to a fence line.

You heard

what that crazy fucker said.

These things here

are ready to detonate

if we step

outside the perimeter.

- We gotta get these things off.

- But where?

Where are we gonna find the key?

- The house.

- -Are you out of your mind?

The crazy-ass rednecks

are over there.

Plus,

we don't even know if these

are real expl*sives or not.

Derrick is right.

If these things have

an ounce of C-4 in 'em,

there won't be nothing left

of our heads if they go off.

The house has gotta be

over that ridge.

If we leave now,

we can get there by dusk.

-Let's move.

-I'll get Javi.

Can I help you?

Is this where you pick up

day labor in these parts?

-Yeah.

-Is there any other place?

No, this is the spot.

Them dudes line up there

all day like cattle,

just grazing for a job.

Ever seen people

other than migrants?

- Local people, maybe?

- No, ma'am.

I'll, uh--

-I'll get the owner, though.

-Hmm.

Travis.

How can I help you?

I was hoping you could

provide me with that video

from the camera outside.

Can I ask what this is about?

I'm looking for

a missing person.

-You the owner?

-Yes, ma'am, I am.

Mm-hmm.

I'm looking for my friend.

We think he may have met some

of his family here for a job,

possibly working

as a day laborer.

He was supposed to

come home last night,

and he never came back.

Well, I don't know

what to tell you.

I like to sh**t straight,

so I don't interfere

with them workers out there.

I just stick to what I know.

But if I was a betting man,

I'd say any worker

out there gone missing,

yeah,

probably due to the cartel.

You know how the Mexicans

coming in across the border--

My friend and several others

are American citizens.

They're Americans?

He served in the Army. Iraq.

Next to me.

Well, I'm sorry

I can't be more of help.

Like I said, I just

stick to what I know here.

What about the footage

from the camera?

That damn thing

ain't worked in years.

Just for show.

Nothing but static.

Static.

I'm sorry

I can't be more helpful.

-Thanks for your time.

-All right. Good luck out there.

I hope you find him.

He's pissed about something.

You stupid fucks!

Why you seething like

a yard dog, brother?

I told you to look over

everybody you pick up.

If they're clean, you leave 'em.

You remember that?

-We did exactly

what you told us to.

-Oh, is that right?

I asked you to bring

a bunch of illegals.

That's what I asked you.

- Exactly what we did, Pa.

- No, you didn't.

What you did was pick up

an American citizen.

-What are you--

-Oh, by the way,

just happens to be an Iraqi vet!

- Oh, jeez.

- What--

What are you talking about?

How do you know?

I know because

a g*dd*mn federal agent

just came into the store

looking for him.

Well, you two are about as sharp

as a g*dd*mn butter Kn*fe.

f*ck me. g*dd*mn.

We're out of options, boys.

I'll tell you

what we're gonna do.

We're gonna up our g*dd*mn game.

'Cause right now,

we got a Mexican f*ckin' Rambo

on our hands.

See, now, y'all...

y'all are the exact reason

why I never had kids.

Y'all ready to play

hide-and-go-seek?

Maybe we'll play hide-and-go-

get-your-ass-sh*t-off.

How about that?

Don't you worry none.

We'll give you

a fighting chance.

And we stashed a few crates

not too far from the perimeter.

You can think of it

as a box of goodies.

Basic weaponry, some supplies.

Just so you know

we ain't all heartless.

You get to earn

your right to live,

to get back home.

'Cause this land is our land.

Land ain't your land.

This land is my land.

And it ain't made

for you and me.

All right.

Well, we'll see you soon.

Let's go.

Sheriff Paterson?

-It's nice to meet you,

Kathrine.

-You too.

So, Sebastian told me

all about your situation.

-Did you find out anything?

-Well, we put out some feelers,

but nothing just yet.

Problem is,

most of these workers

are undocumented, so to speak.

And I'm sure you're aware

how difficult it is

to trace someone

who doesn't exist already.

Right? That's our problem.

But as far as I'm concerned,

we're all children

under God, right?

And we deserve

to be treated as such.

So if there's anything you need,

do not hesitate to give me call.

We're here to help,

okay, Kathrine?

Thanks.

-Hey, I found the crate!

-Hey, hey, wait. Wait up!

-Anthony! Anthony!

-Anthony!

Anthony!

No te muevas, no te muevas.

- Don't move, man.

- -I wanna get out of here.

-Let me help you out.

-Let's get you out of here.

I hurt my leg.

My leg. My leg.

This is gonna hurt.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

We're gonna

count to three, okay?

One, two...

three.

Hey, wait, wait. Put this on.

- Put this on.

- All right.

Wait, wait, wait.

Make it really tight.

- Come on.

Let's get you out of here.

Come on. Easy.

- My leg.

- Come on.

- Come on, come on.

- My leg...

Be careful.

Thank you.

Abrela.

No, no, wait!

How do you know it's not

even booby trapped? I mean--

Yeah.

Nada.

No mames.

Come on. Let's get out of here.

Jesus.

All right, boys.

Your uncle and I are gonna take the fence line.

You guys follow the creek.

All right?

Put away the big g*ns.

Today, mano a mano.

Watch yourselves.

He's a trained f*ckin' soldier.

Go left, Floyd.

Be careful. I'm going down.

Derrick!

Stay down, stay down.

Come on. Slide back. Slide back.

Stay down, stay down, stay down.

You all right, Javi?

Now we're even.

God.

These guys are

not f*cking around.

What is it?

Ah, sh*t.

-Oh, sh*t.

-I'll help you.

- Give me your hand.

- I'm fine. I'm fine.

He's not looking too good.

I think we should split up,

cover more ground.

I'll take Anthony.

He's my family too.

I got him.

You two should head

over to the house.

-We gotta go to the fence line.

-He's right, man.

Okay.

We'll meet you

at the fence at sundown.

-Copy that.

-Okay.

-I'm sorry to hold you guys up.

-We're good. Be careful.

- I'm sorry.

- No, you're good. Come on.

Wait.

There's a fence up ahead.

I'm gonna go check it out.

-Let me go with you.

-No. Stay here.

Anthony!

What was that?

No, no, no.

Hey, hey, Manny. Calm down.

I'm gonna help my cousin.

Listen.

You go find those keys.

Okay? You find those keys.

I will. Take care of yourself.

I guess you that vet

they talking about, huh?

Yeah.

Just want you to know,

ain't nothing personal.

If we knew who you were,

you wouldn't be here right now.

But you've seen us, so...

I'm just gonna have to k*ll you.

Try to play me

with a stick, huh?

All right.

Come on, now.

Come on, now.

g*dd*mn it!

You m*therf*cker!

Oh, in the gut. Oh, God.

I'm finished.

Finished by you f*cking spic!

You f*cking spic!

Bring me the Kn*fe.

Bring me the f*cking Kn*fe!

No, man.

The f*ck's wrong with you?

We're not-- we're not gonna

k*ll him right now, all right?

You got a better idea?

Use him as bait.

We'll take him

back to the house.

Use him as bait.

Look at you.

The brains and sh*t.

Okay.

It's your lucky day, hermano.

Grab his legs.

I have asked around.

No one seems to know

a damn thing about your friends.

How long you been in CBP?

HSI.

Homeland Security

Investigations.

Okay. So you're a Border Patrol

detective, I guess.

I've been called worse.

That's a pretty fancy title

as far as I'm concerned.

How long you been with HSI?

Turns out there have been

13 missing workers in your area

in the past six months.

Is your department

investigating that?

Unfortunately, no.

You see, trying to find

undocumented workers always

seems to hit a brick wall.

No one wants to talk, no one

ever seems to see anything.

But that's understandable.

A lot of cartel activity

in that area.

I mean, the Zetas

kidnap the immigrants

and extort the families.

I mean,

it's a huge resource for them.

Sometimes the families pay

and they m*rder them anyway.

I mean, it's...

The way I see it,

they're a vulnerable population,

and that-- that saddens me.

What about the locals?

Locals?

- Anti-immigrant,

white supremacists, neo-Nazis.

-Those types.

-Yeah, I hear you.

Yeah, we got our fair share.

Red state and all.

It's good ol' boys, you know?

We keep an eye on them.

-I'm gonna take off.

I will get the check.

-No, no, it's okay. I got it.

-Thank you.

-Okay. Look after yourself, and

if there's anything you need,

don't hesitate to call me.

-Will do.

-Okay.

-Keep in touch.

-You got it.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

No. Floyd. Floyd!

Pa, is he alive?

Is he breathing?

What the f*ck?

- Answer me, Pa!

- Jesus.

Keep going, boys.

We ain't got time for a funeral.

Get over here.

Put him over your shoulder,

Chris.

Watch him. Son of a bitch.

Come on, son.

Get him to the truck.

I made a few calls,

and the sheriff says

there's been multiple

disappearances in the area.

So I dug a little further, and

the owner of the hardware store

seems to be a part of

a group that's spreading

anti-immigrant propaganda.

So you think

these guys took Derrick?

I have my suspicions.

The owner of the hardware store

owns a ranch

about an hour north of town.

So, with your permission,

I'd like to go check it out.

You need evidence,

you know that.

You can't just trespass

on people's property

without permission.

-Be professional.

-Chief...

I know it means a lot to you,

but you don't

take this personal.

Call me when

you have something solid.

Tie him up good.

You give 'em both a hug from me.

Shh! It's me.

Damn, Derrick. You scared me,

man.

Where's Manny?

They took him.

They went that way.

Probably to the house.

Where's Anthony?

He's dead.

Follow me.

You're lucky.

He wanted to k*ll you.

Don't mistake this for weakness.

What are you doing, boy?

Just, uh, making sure

he doesn't get away.

Chris tied him up good enough.

Get out of here.

...pray for us sinners now,

and at the hour of our death.

Amen.

Hail Mary, full of Grace...

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners now...

Don't worry, Derrick.

You will see her again.

Your girls.

How old are they?

Don't look so discouraged, boys.

Your uncle d*ed a brave man.

Now,

we go k*ll this m*therf*cker.

And this time,

we do it together.

He's right on

the perimeter, boys.

We got him

right where we want him.

Really?

Have you seen Uncle Floyd?

Oh, I think

it's the other way around.

- We're the ones being hunted.

- He's coming back.

We got his buddy.

You bet your ass,

he'll be back for him.

He k*lled our f*cking uncle!

I'll go k*ll that m*therf*cker!

Are you coming?

You're a f*cking coward.

-f*ck off!

-g*dd*mn-- Chris, get back here!

Come on.

Let's go get him before

that soldier does. Come on!

I saw a clearing up there.

It might be a shack

or something.

I'm gonna go.

See if I can find some weapons,

maybe even the key.

If I'm not back in 15 minutes...

don't wait up.

-Shh!

-Javi! Donde esta Derrick?

Shh. Shh. We don't have time.

If we don't

find the way out of here.

Hey, hey, hey. Manny.

Where are the f*cking keys?

You stay here.

Sheriff, this is Katherine.

I think I know where Reyes is.

A ranch outside of town. I'll--

I'll send you the address.

I'm-- I'm gonna

get you some help.

You're gonna be fine.

I'll get help.

You're gonna be okay. Okay?

Okay, I'll be back.

Oh, f*ck, no!

f*ck!

Stop!

Drop the Kn*fe.

Drop the Kn*fe!

Yeah, I speak English.

Sergeant Derrick Reyes,

United States Army.

Okay, soldier.

Let's see what you got.

The f*ck you waiting for?

First one's free, huh?

You k*lled my uncle!

Come here.

You can't run from me,

soldier boy!

Oh, sh*t.

sh*t, sh*t.

Oh, f*ck.

I wonder...

how many innocent people

you've k*lled.

Oh, boy.

What? What?

Chris?

Chris!

Chris! What happened him?

Chris.

No, no, no, no, no.

Come on.

Hey, buddy, it's me, it's me.

I got the keys.

Let me take this off.

Then we'll get out of here.

-What the f*ck?

-Enough's enough, Dad.

Why can't you just let it go?

It's not your fault, all right?

You--

you didn't k*ll them!

Don't you tell me

how I should feel!

Your brother's dead,

for Christ's sake!

Your uncle's dead.

What do you think,

we should just let him go?

Call yourself a soldier?

They're all gone.

We're k*lling innocent people!

No! Don't!

I need to hear that you

are gonna be next to me

the whole g*dd*mn way.

I need to hear that

you're gonna be by my side!

You hear me?

You're my f*ckin'

last and only son.

Reyes k*lled them all!

I want his head

on a g*dd*mn platter.

We finish this now!

Are you with me?

Are you with me?

Attaboy. Come on!

-Hey.

-There's bodies in there.

I mean,

there's five, six,

seven bodies out there.

-Wait a minute.

-They're right there.

-We need to call somebody!

They're right there!

-Calm down!

Calm down, take a second, okay?

Let me call it in. Come on.

Come here. Just take a second.

This is Sheriff Paterson.

We have a situation

at the Bernard Ranch.

I'm gonna need immediate backup.

I repeat, immediate backup.

Over.

Okay. Talk to me. What the

hell's going on out here?

Who the f*ck would do that?

Get the four-wheeler.

Hey.

Mijo!

Somebody call my name?

We're not gonna

be able to outrun those.

We've gotta find another way.

Get to the fence.

And don't wait for me.

Hold up!

Javi!

No, no! Come on.

Let's go. Go, go.

Okay. You wait here, okay?

You wait for backup.

I'll check it out.

I'll be right back. Wait here.

You piece of sh*t.

These are my lands.

Come on, boy.

f*ck.

Come on. Shh.

Go left, go left.

Watch your step, boy.

Shh. You gotta be quiet.

You gotta be quiet.

No, no, no, no!

- Shh, shh.

- God! God!

I can't get it.

Look...

I don't wanna sh**t you.

Okay?

Okay.

Look, just hit me.

What?

I can't explain. Just hit me!

Go on! Go!

Go. Go!

Drop the g*n.

Drop the g*n.

Okay.

You got that son of a bitch.

Yeah.

Where's the soldier?

Caught me off-guard. Sorry.

So you know

my dirty little secret.

I guess you're wondering why.

And that's fair.

k*ll him.

Travis is my brother-in-law.

Ten or so years ago,

my big sister, she was m*rder*d.

It was a home invasion.

She was m*rder*d by people

like the likes of your friend

Derrick Reyes.

And all those other

no-good f*ckin' Mexicans.

They k*lled your mother.

They k*lled your g*dd*mn uncle,

boy.

They k*lled your brother!

Pull out your f*cking w*apon

and k*ll him!

People like you

just don't get it.

'Cause you don't understand

they don't belong here.

They don't belong here!

None of 'em.

You're a sick bastard.

-Am I?

-Yeah.

Show me you're my boy!

I'm the one you want!

You r*cist f*ck!

Come get me!

g*dd*mn it, boy.

Man the f*ck up.

Put a b*llet in him.

Show me who you are!

You can spend the

rest of your life thinking about

how these people came to this

country to live a better life.

Just like everyone else.

Now get on your knees.

Get on your f*cking knees!

Okay.

You don't understand.

These types...

just don't belong here.

You don't belong here.

How's an American-made

k*lling machine like you

end up beggin' for work

in front of a hardware store?

It's you, and people like you,

who took everything from me.

Everything!

I took nothing.

The hell you didn't.

So long, soldier.

No!

Lu-- Luke!

Son, look at me!

Get your hands off of him!

You son of a bitch!

This is for

everything I've lost!

Katie?

What are you doing here?

Saving your ass.

Come on.

Come on.

Yeah.

You need to get in the shower.

- Yes?

- Hi. Mrs. Reyes?

We wanted to inform you

that we have found

your husband, Mr. Reyes,

and he is safe with us.

You'll be able to see him soon.