Death On The Border | Full Movie | 2023 Crime Thriller Movie | Danny Trejo | Eric Roberts

(energetic music) (gun clanking) (gunshot blasting) (thunder rumbling) (dramatic music) (air whooshing) (brooding music) (brooding music continues) ♪ Never coming back ♪ ♪ Never coming back ♪ ♪ (brooding music continues) ♪ (wind howling) (parts clanking) (engine humming) (dramatic music) (door clattering) (footsteps plodding) - [Officer] Is everything okay? (Maddy laughing) - You coming to my rescue, the damsel in distress? - Looks like you handled it yourself. - My daddy taught me well. It was running hot. But he also taught me not to come out into the desert alone, lotta wild animals out here. - Yeah, where you headed? - Nowhere, somewhere. I don't know. I just had to get outta where I was. Bad relationship. (laughs) At least I got the car. - Yeah, I woulda pegged you for a Porsche or a BMW. - Well, you know what they say. - [Officer] No, what do they say? - Don't judge a book by its cover. - Mm. All right, I'm just gonna check your license and registration. - 'Kay. - This is not a good area for a breakdown. We're close to the border, and there's too many coyotes. I mean, not the animal kind, not a place for a woman alone today. Thank you. (brooding music) - Hey, you gotta smoke? I'd kill for a (laughs) cigarette right now. - Yeah. - Thanks. - You're welcome. (lighter clicking) - Got it. - Mm. - Oh. Thanks. - You're welcome. - You in a relationship? - Yeah, it's fairly new. - He a cop, too? - Yep, he's the new cop in town. - Was it love at first sight? (officer laughs) - More like lust. All right, I'm just gonna run your license, and then you're good to go. - [Dispatcher] Your vehicle seven Marjorie Yankee Baker Samuel seven is registered to a John Watson at 432 West Main Street, Los Angeles, California 90013. (radio clanking) (dramatic music) (gunshot blasting) (officer speaking in Spanish) - 225 (speaking Spanish). (dramatic music) (insects chirping) (footsteps plodding) (wind howling) (gravel crunching) (door clattering) (driver speaking Spanish) - [Driver] I'm sorry. Do you need help? - No, thanks, I'm okay. - You know, pretty lady shouldn't be out here in the desert all alone. - I think I'll be all right. - I was thinking, uh, maybe we could get to know each other a little bit, have some fun. - Don't you have somewhere to be? - [Driver] I'm in no rush. - Not interested. - Come on. (dramatic music) (fist thudding) (driver grunting) (door clattering) (driver speaking Spanish) No, no, no, no, no, come here. Pull the keys. Unlock it. (padlock clanking) Open it and get in. (engine revving) (brooding music) (truck rattling) (gun thudding) (door buzzing) Get out of the truck, guera. (driver speaking Spanish) (hostages whimpering) Working my job I enjoy so much. We're gonna have some fun, old lady, and if you fight me, gonna shoot those little girls. I can always get some more. (driver speaking Spanish) (brooding music continues) Some like 'em young. But me, I like a little wear and tear. (brooding music continues) (Maddy screams) Bend over. I want to take it up that way. (Maddy whimpering) Take off your panties. (Maddy whimpering) Slower. (driver speaking Spanish) (driver sniffing and exhaling) Bend over. (Maddy whimpering) (driver speaking Spanish) (driver laughing) (gunshot blasting) (hostages whimpering) - Which one of you's the oldest? Come help me. Come. Sorry, do you speak English? - Uh. - What's your name? - Maria. - Maria, can you drive? - Uh, si, not good. - Okay, help me with the body, okay? - [Maria] Yeah. (both grunting) (engine revving) (trunk clattering) - Um. (brooding music continues) Okay, take the truck to this address. Ask for Adele. Tell her Maddy sent you. She'll help you, and tell her to get rid of that truck as soon as possible. Go now and don't stop till you get there. (brooding music continues) ♪ I'm not wrong, but it doesn't mean you're right ♪ ♪ I'm not gone just because I'm out of sight ♪ ♪ Too long since you tried to cry for help ♪ ♪ Help ♪ (door clattering) (feet shuffling) (door slamming) (Maddy clearing throat) - Hello, John. (dramatic music) - Hey, what, what's going on? - Gimme your keys. Give me your keys. (keys jangling) And gimme your gun. Where is it? - What, what, what, what's happening here? - [Maddy] Gun, John. - Just calm down. Take it easy. - Gun, don't tell me what to do. Let's go. (gun clanking) - Just, just, just, hey. - Come with me. This way. - Where are we going? - You'll see. Far enough. - What the fuck are you doing? - No, what are you doing, John? - You know we're both dead now, right? - Take off your shoes. - [John] What? - Take them off. (gunshot blasting) - Maddy, what the fuck's wrong with you? - [Maddy] Take 'em off. - Okay, okay. You think you're gonna get away with this? You're not gonna get away with this, Maddy. They're gonna kill me. Then, they're gonna come looking for you. We can work this out. I'm sorry, Maddy. I know I've hurt you. I still love you. - How many times have I heard you say that? It's bad enough what you did to me, but these girls. What the fuck happened to you, John? - I owe a lot of people a lot of money. It's this fucking gambling. They're gonna kill me, Maddy. So I started doing favors for people and helping people cross the border, clearing the way, and they paid me to do that. And then, it got bigger and bigger, and now it's this whole fucking trafficking thing. I have no idea how I got involved, Maddy. I have no idea how I got in so deep, but I need you now. Please, please don't leave me now. I still love you. We can make a fresh start. - And, and Rhonda? - After you lost the baby- - No, shut up. Just shut the fuck up. (gentle music) (gentle music continues) (glass clinking) (gentle music continues) (dramatic music) (glass shattering) (woman crying) Don't move. I'll shoot you. (dramatic music) Get on your knees. - Maddy, Come on. - Get on your knees. You stay there. Don't move. - Maddy, what are you doing? What the? ♪ Never coming back ♪ (Rhonda gasping) - [Rhonda] Oh, shit. (Rhonda gasping) (trunk clattering) (dramatic music) (tape rustling) What the hell is going on? (dramatic music continues) (dramatic music continues) (Rhonda speaking Spanish) (dispatcher speaking indistinctly) (Rhonda laughs) Detective. - You can call me John. - Okay. (laughs) - So when can I take you up on your offer to show me around your lovely little town? - Well, I'm just finishing up for Shiv right now. Do you like tequila? - I do. (mellow music) So what is a beautiful woman like you doing single and living alone in a small town like this? - Oh. (laughs) I could use that same line on you, (laughs) not that you are beautiful. Well, but you are. (laughs) Um, I was married once, but he died of cancer. - Oh, I'm sorry about that. - Thank you. We were divorced before, um, before he got sick. But we were still in touch, though. We were high school sweethearts. (laughs) He had an affair, so I had to leave. I grew up in this town, so. - He a cop, too? - No, he was a carpenter. What about you? - [John] Me? - Yeah. (laughs) (John laughs) - Also divorced. Also made my childhood sweetheart, (Rhonda laughs) but I was married to my career. You know how it is. And she was not too into the job. - [Rhonda] Yeah. - Enough about our past. Let's drink to our present (glasses clinking) and our future. - Amen. (laughs) (John laughs) (Rhonda laughing) This is my bedroom. (laughs) (gentle music) (Rhonda laughs) (lips smacking) - You need some water. - No. - Where's your kitchen? - Right there. (gentle music continues) (Rhonda sighs) Thank you. - I want you to remember our first time. (gentle music continues) (dramatic music) (Rhonda speaking Spanish) (wood clattering) (keys jangling) (footsteps plodding) (door clattering) (dramatic music continues) (door clattering) (engine revving) (tires screeching) (mellow music) (employees chattering indistinctly) (engine humming) (door clattering) (wind howling) - Come out, come out and play. John, I just wanna talk. (dramatic music) (John whimpering) I know you're here, gringo. (John grunts) Where are my girls, and where's the money? - I, I, I got a little sidetracked, but I know her, and I can get in touch with her. - You let yourself get taken by a woman, gringo? (Manny speaking Spanish) - Please, let me, let me get it back for you. I can do that. - You know what, John? (dramatic music continues) Today's your lucky day. You owe us double now, and you have 24 hours to bring that back bitch back to us alive. She killed mi amigo, and I'm gonna make her pay for that. - Okay, okay. (dramatic music continues) - Manny, uh, can you give me a lift? Uh, I, I lost my keys. - Not that lucky. - Understood. (suspenseful music) (latch clicking) - (mumbling) two. Those two gringo punks, all of 'em. (engine revving) (latch clicking) (Rhonda speaking Spanish) (Rhonda sighs) (dramatic music continues) (laptop clanking) - [Automated Voice] Earphones. (Rhonda speaking Spanish) (dramatic music continues) (zipper whizzing) (cash rustling) (frame clanking) (mellow music) (dramatic music) (frame thudding) (mellow music) (brooding music) - [Rhonda] You owe me a cigarette. - What made you decide to come? - This is the second time she's been trafficked. Because of you, now the cartel is coming after me as well. (mellow music) - Look, you can take me in now if you want, but I don't know who to trust. Neither should you. I'm pretty sure we'd be taken out on the way to the police station before we even get a chance to clear my name. - Our names. (mellow music continues) - Here we are, ladies. - [Rhonda] Thank you. - Thank you. - Look, if you think that we're just gonna go drive across the country like some sort of vigilantes, I'm just not up for that. But I do know I'm not making much of a difference as a cop, and I'm done. I'm done with men just getting away with shit. I also know a bit about gambling. Come from a family of gamblers, and I wanted to save them, (laughs) and eventually, they took me so down with them that I had to cut them off. And that's why I wanted to become a cop. I wanted to help people (laughs) or at least just go out trying, but you know, we're just putting Band-Aids on to slow the bleeding. - My sentiments exactly. At first, I was just gonna warn you and disappear after helping one truckload. (Maddy sighs) But something happened. (Maddy grunts) (driver grunts) (gunshot blasting) I mean, I don't have a 10-year plan or anything, but I do think I have a way we could at least make some difference. It's time we took our seat at the table. - I think I might like you a bit more than what I like John. Salud. Here's to us taking over the table. - Cheers. (mellow music continues) Those coyotes are after us, and John will be, too, if he's still alive. We're gonna have to kill ourselves. (brooding music) (gasoline sloshing) (bones clanking) (door clattering) - One, two, (grunts) three. (both grunting) Whoo. (explosion blasting) Whoa. You know, soon they're gonna find out that those bones aren't ours. (fire crackling) - Eventually, but it'll take 'em a long time to work out that crime scene. - Being an ex-cop does come in handy sometimes. (glass shattering) I'm sorry you've been through so much. - [Maddy] I'm sure you've been through your fair share. Sorry, I put you in the trunk. - And shorted my radio and scared the shit out of me. (laughs) - [Maddy] Yeah. You know I don't actually smoke, right? - Officer Hernandez, what's your 20? Rhonda, I need your 20, stat. - Where's Ronda? - We're putting together a search party now. She's been off air for two hours. No one can reach her. You wanna head out with us? - No, but give me her last known location. (paper rustling) I'll meet you guys there. (brooding music) (door clattering) (dispatcher speaking indistinctly) - [Dispatcher] Seven Romeo Yankee Saddle, 707 traveling east on Highway 1. Woman in passenger seat matching description of Officer Ronda Hernandez. Proceed with caution as suspect may be armed and dangerous. - All units, this is Detective John Booth. Suspect is my ex-partners ex. She's also an ex-cop gone rogue. I know it's a lot of exes, but make no mistake, she has shown violent tendencies. She is armed, and she is crazy. (static hissing) (bone clanking) - [Officer] What do you think? - Well, it's too early to tell, but we do think it's two bodies, and we found remnants of a police uniform. - Do you really think John's ex is capable of this? I'll make the call. - Okay, good news and bad news. I found 'em. They're both dead, and the money's destroyed. I don't know. She must have taken a hostage planning to split the money with him, and all went wrong, something like that. What? Yeah. Yeah? (John laughs) She did have those kind of balls. Yeah, she was an ex-cop, you know. Well, give us a week, and we'll be back on track. Shit, dude, you know me. I will get you double. You know that. (John laughs) Absolutely. (phone beeping) (dramatic music) (door clattering) (chicken clucking) (rooster crowing) - Good morning, Jessica and Henicca. (Father Francis speaking Spanish) I'll be back to practice my sermon with you, okay? (Father Francis speaking Spanish) (engine humming) (siren wailing) (brooding music) (doors clattering) - [Driver] Everything okay, officer? - Get out. - What the fuck? - [Rhonda] Leave your keys. Don't. - [Maddy] Look, let's go. Go to the front. Let's go. - You're fucking dead. You know who this load is for? - [Rhonda] Shut the fuck up, or you're fucking (speaking Spanish). - [Maddy] Take off your clothes. - Fuck off. - Come on. (gun clanking) - [Rhonda] I won't ask twice. - Fuck off. - Faster. Go, and run as fast as you can so I can't see you. (gunshot blasting) Go. Go. (dramatic music continues) - Are you okay? You're shaking. - Well, it's not like every day I commit armed robbery. - Yeah. Look, it wouldn't be the end of the world if we shoot him. We do what we have to do. - Yeah, you know, as a cop, I wouldn't say that too often. (both laughing) Come on. Let's go. Come on, let's get outta here. - Do you refuse to speak to me? (Rhonda laughs) - Yeah. - Hi, father. - No, sit, my child. Sit. - Hi, father. - Just stopped by to see how the English lessons are going. - Oh, quite well, right, Sara? - Si, good. (Father Francis laughing) - Oh, bless you, my children, okay? Bless you, bless you, child. - Just keep studying, okay? - Si. - How you doing today, father? - [Father Francis] Ah, blessed, today is a blessed day. - Okay, father, this is your lunch and for your supplies, okay? Now, please be careful. - My child, how many times do I have to tell you? With God on my side, nothing can hurt me. A few of your (laughing) prayers won't hurt. (dispatcher speaking indistinctly) - [Officer] Hey. - Hey, where's Officer Brown? - Resigned. He's making more money as an MMA fighter, apparently. - No kidding? - Yeah. - (laughing) Oh, man. I guess everybody makes more money than cops. - Yeah. Oh, hey John. - Yeah. - Mystery thickens. I just sent you some security footage from the bus station. You might find something interesting in there, I think. - Thanks, pal. (John clearing throat) (John exhales) (John scatting) (fingers tapping) Hmm. (phone ringing) Detective Booth. - [Technician] John. - Mm-hmm. - Hi, I wanted to get to you as soon as possible. It looks like the human remains are neither your suspect or your victim. I, I'm sorry it took so long. It was, uh, quite the puzzle, but it does seem that someone is trying to lead us astray. So as soon as I have more info, I will get back to you immediately. - Thank you, buddy. I really appreciate that. (phone clanking) (John laughing) Man. (plastic rustling) (mellow music) Someone got a sweet tooth there, huh, padre? (Father Francis laughs) - Guilty as charged. (plastic rustling) - Have any of you gentlemen by chance seen either of these two ladies? (dramatic music) Take your time. Take a look. - No. - Okay. Thanks for your time. (dramatic music continues) - Go with God, my son. - Oh, I don't think God's on my side anymore, padre, but thanks just the same. - Time's up, brother. You know, we let your partner go once, and he actually assured us that your protection (laughs) was secure, and yet we lost another load. - I'm on it, man. I'm getting you money and a new buyer. You can double the supply and make up for the loss. Done. (hands clapping) - Oh, done? (gun clanking) (door clattering) - Son, you forgot your credit card. (gun clanking) - Oh, it seems like today is your lucky day, too. I draw the line at shooting in front of a padre. Here are our new terms. We'll have a new delivery for you next week, and if it doesn't get through, or anything outside of our deal happens, I personally will remove the rest of your digits (knife clanging) (John screaming) and every other piece of you slowly. (Manny speaking Spanish) - I understand. - (laughing) Yeah? Bueno. Because we've had just about enough of the two Johns. 'Kay? - Okay. - Oh, and when we call, please pick up your phone. - I'll do that. - It's really annoying. - I still have my credit card, father. Thank you. (John laughs) (zipper whizzing) - You'll need to move locations again soon, so be ready. - Be safe. - You, too. (brooding music) (door clattering) (insects chirping) (footsteps plodding) (dramatic music) - Easy, tiger, don't shoot me. - Jesus, don't do that to me. - Isn't that taking the Lord's name in vain? I just wanted to make sure you were prepared. Besides, it's fun. - Fun? I almost wet myself and not in a good way. (laughs) - I kinda missed you. - I kind of missed you, too. (gentle music) - Come. Come, they're here. - Oh, okay. - Come. - This candy, is this welcome for me or for the candy? - Both. (Father Francis laughing) - Oh, that one's mine. (laughs) - Okay, girls, it's one each before dinner, okay? And Sara, welcome the new girls. - This is Elena, and this is Sophia. - [Maddy] Hello, hi. - [Rhonda] Okay, come, come. - Come on, come on. (gentle music) (birds chirping) (dramatic music) John is looking for you. - Don't worry, father. He won't find us here. - I'll be praying. - Yay. - There's food. (Rhonda speaking Spanish) - Thank you. All right, girls, let's say grace, okay? So we wanna thank our Lord for bringing us our girls, um, for Father Francis, for the safety of our home. I also wanna thank for this yummy, scrumptious meal we're about to receive and amen. - Amen. - Amen. - Amen. All right, dig in. ♪ Show me who you are ♪ ♪ Hidden diamond star ♪ ♪ You're more than you know ♪ ♪ More than you know ♪ ♪ Of the brilliance of the moon ♪ ♪ Is shining down on you ♪ (Rhonda speaking Spanish) ♪ More than you know ♪ ♪ More than you know ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ The flames rise higher ♪ ♪ A heart on fire ♪ ♪ Come out of the shadows, out of the dark, oh ♪ ♪ Unchained and brighter ♪ (gunshot blasting) ♪ Lionhearted ♪ ♪ Out of the shadows, out of the dark ♪ (door clattering) ♪ Pressed on every side ♪ ♪ Like gold that's been refined ♪ ♪ More than you know ♪ ♪ More than you know, oh ♪ ♪ Nothing to conceal ♪ ♪ Your strength revealed ♪ ♪ More than you know ♪ ♪ More than you know, oh, oh ♪ ♪ The flames rise higher ♪ ♪ A heart on fire ♪ - Hey, pal. - [Officer] Keith wants to see you. - John. - Sir. - The abandoned truck was located last week close to the same location as the other one. - Yeah? - There's evidence of trafficked girls in there, and apparently, they made a pretty quick exit. I, uh, sent the information to your computer. - Thanks, boss. - Um. - What? - From above. - Yeah. - You gotta head back into the city in two weeks. It looks like the results aren't justifying continuing. - What are you talking about? Our team gets 12 trucks every six months. - Apparently, it's not enough. Also, your funds have been reallocated to fighting the avocado war. - The what? - The cartels have moved into produce. (John laughs) At least now it's easier for the government to get rid of the goods they confiscate. (John laughing) Politics, what can I tell ya? - Yeah, okay. Thanks, boss. - Um, one other thing. - What? (phone ringing) (feet shuffling) (John clears throat) What's up, sarge? - Your old partner, John Watson. - [John] Yeah. - He's under investigation. Looks like he might be a dirty cop. He's gone AWOL, too. - Man. - [Keith] Detective. - Mm-hmm? - You okay? - I just need a little sleep. - Mm-hmm, understandable, with Rhonda missing and your ex-partner and his girlfriend involved. We're not gonna call off the search, but you and I both know, if we haven't come across anything by now, I don't have to tell you how many unclaimed bodies are buried out there. - I know. - I don't know what you do with that one. In this kind of work, you have to get a license to get a dog, but some of these girls have been sold by their own parents. What kind of person does that to another human? - I know. - Huh? (dramatic music) You sure you didn't have any inkling about your old partner? Okay. (dramatic music continues) (John exhales) (door creaking) - [Rhonda] Good afternoon. - Ugh, I didn't sleep much last night. - [Rhonda] Do you wanna talk about it? - (sighs) Not really. I could use some coffee. - [Rhonda] All right. (dishes clanking) I made it for you. (laughs) (coffee sloshing) - Thank you. - You're welcome. What is it? Maddy? What is it? - It's just seeing his face. - Yeah. Did you think about talking with Father Francis? - Oh, stop shoving your fucking religion down my throat. - Okay, okay. - I mean, all the things I've done, the things we've done, you really think your God would be okay with that? - Our God. (Maddy exhales) God is love. - 99% of the cops I know get into it to save lives, not to take 'em. When I was a little girl, I would imagine growing up, and getting married, and having kids. - (laughing) Yeah. We all wanted that, loving family, nice husband, and kids. (laughs) - John took that away from me. (water sloshing) (gentle music) (glass shattering) - Maddy. Maddy. - Sorry, sorry, what did you say? - You just look miles away. We were just talking about how this could be our chance to have a loving family. (brooding music) - Yeah, maybe. - Do you think we should hold off on tomorrow? - No, no. - John's getting pretty close. - No. It's all the more reason to move forward. John's getting desperate. That's why he's getting more girls. We go ahead with the plan. Made a pact, didn't we? - Yeah. - Get out as many girls as we can. - Okay. What made you stop believing in God? - Wasn't an instant thing. After you see the way that humans treat humans continuously, sitting in courtrooms and watching potheads going to jail while rapists, and racists, and murderers go free on some technicality. - Yeah. - Only the dumb ones get caught. - Yeah. Many have lost their way. (Maddy laughs) - You're starting to sound like Father Francis. (Rhonda laughs) - You know, God knows we're not perfect. He doesn't expect us to be. He's also all loving. (Maddy sighs) He's also all forgiving. I'm just saying, like, if only you would just, you know, try talking with Father Francis. Maybe that would help you sleep better at night. - Now, I just really don't feel like talking at all. (engine humming) (brooding music) (door clattering) - You are late. - Yeah, well, maybe if you assholes would stop trailing me all over town, proving nothing except I'm capable of losing your tail, so stop wasting your time. You're new. Where are you from? You're not Mexican. - Being Mexican is not part of the job description, motherfucker. Shalom, let's keep this moving. - Yes? - Open it up. (door buzzing) You said they were young. How old is this one? - Old enough. (brooding music continues) (bag thudding) (zipper whizzing) I want you to know, I had orders to dispose of you today if anything wasn't according to plan. You being 20 minute late was not according to plan. (door buzzing) (brooding music continues) (engine humming) All right, let's go. - [Rhonda] Get out slowly. - Do you know who you're dealing with? - [Maddy] Get out slowly. Leave the gun and the keys. (brooding music continues) (Rhonda speaking Spanish) (door clattering) (Rhonda speaking Spanish) - What are you waiting for? (Rhonda speaking Spanish) - [Driver] You are dead. (keys jangling) (gunshot blasting) (both grunting) (knees thudding) (fist thudding) (elbow thudding) (both grunting) (body thudding) (gun clanking) (foot thudding) (dramatic music continues) (Maddy groaning) (hand thudding) (body thudding) (both grunting) - Fucker. (elbow thudding) (gangster grunting) (gun clanking) (Maddy groaning) - Hey. (gunshot blasting) (body thudding) (Rhonda breathing heavily) I'll take the truck this time. You need to get yourself cleaned up. Come on. (Rhonda grunting) You okay? - Yeah, yeah. - [Rhonda] All right. (grunting) (dramatic music continues) (Rhonda speaking Spanish) (gentle music) - It's Anna. - Okay, Anna. (Rhonda speaking Spanish) (gentle music continues) - I can handle this. (liquid sloshing) But that little one today, Anna, she's only eight years old. - You're doing good work. (glasses clinking) Good work. - But are we really making a difference? It's never ending. - I used to feel the same way. Then, my priest told me a story. There was a little girl walking along the beach with her grandfather, and there were thousands of starfish washed up on the shore, and they were all dying. The little girl was really upset. So they started throwing them back in the water, and after a while, they were exhausted. And the little girl said, "It's no use. We can't save them all. We're not making any difference." And the grandfather instructed the little girl, "Just pick up that one," and she did, threw it back in the water. And he said, "See, you are making a difference to that one." (Rhonda clearing throat) - I'm getting the girls ready for bed a little early tonight. - Thanks. - It's about time. Where the fuck have you been? - [John] I'm trying to fix things. - Oh, are you gonna be here tonight? This is getting outta hand, you know. - [John] I'm a bit busy keeping us alive. - Are you joking? Why would I trust you? The shit you've gotten me into, and you're nowhere to be found. - [John] I told you I'm gonna fix things. - Then, fix things, then fix things. (phone beeps) (brooding music) - [Dealer] It's on you. (brooding music continues) - [Player] How much is that? - 15,000. (John laughing) - Big time. (brooding music continues) - Last hand, I'm in. All in. - [Dealer] He's all in. - You got this? - I guess it's my lucky night. (laughs) (door clattering) You can forget about it. (laughs) Yeah. (Manny laughing) - Ooh, yeah, good times, good times, John. Please, please. Is that, is that for me? - I was just on my way to the deliver this. - Figured that, but how 'bout I save you a little trip? Ooh. (phone ringing) Hey, your phone is ringing. Pick it up. (John clears throat) - Yeah. - [John] The shipment didn't arrive. - What? - [John] The truck never showed up. We had our chance. - What? - [John] And now we're well and truly fucked. - Tell me what happened. Tell me what happened. - If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just, and will forgive us our sins, and purify us from all unrighteousness. (gentle music) How are you doing, my child? - I think I'm getting a little old to be called my child. - Is there something troubling you? - Oh, you mean more than usual? The fact that I'm a cop and now a fugitive of the law. John is closing in on us, and I just shot a guy in the back of the head. - The Lord sees you, Rhonda. Keep asking him for forgiveness, and he'll show you the way. - Thank you, father. (door squeaking) - Hey, what's up? - Father Francis today talked about, if we confess your sins- - Uh, maybe this is something you should talk to Rhonda about. - No, uh, you, you saw me, how I was before, before I had done things, made, made to do things. My uncle, how can anyone want me after what I've done? - Sara, listen to me. (gentle music continues) This is not your fault. Look, we can't change what's happened in the past, but Father Francis is right. You have to forgive yourself. It's okay. It's okay. I love you. We all love you. - My little brother, too? He's a good boy. Maybe, maybe he could come and, and live with us here. - Honey, we've, we talked about this before. This mission's only for girls. Girls need time to build trust, and feel safe, and just be girls. I'm sorry. It's just, it's just not safe for you to contact him, okay? Come here. (pensive music) (gravel crunching) (Sara speaking Spanish) (Sara continues speaking Spanish) (pensive music continues) (dramatic music) (bicycle clattering) (bully speaking Spanish) (Carlos speaking Spanish) (bully speaking Spanish) - (laughs) Let's go. (dramatic music continues) (birds squawking) - Do you think they'll be able to get over their past? - With a lot of love and support, yeah, I do. - Do you think we'll be able to get over ours? - Maybe. - It's just, you know, John wasn't always like that. We had a few good years. - Yeah. - He was good physically. (laughs) He did have a nice- - I know what you mean. (Rhonda laughs) (Maddy laughs) (camera clicking) (gentle music continues) - Maybe it was partially my fault. - You know, all those domestics we got called to, used to think like you. Why do these women stay? They were probably so damaged to put up with it. I just thought they were weak. I thought the same thing about my mother. - I mean, once you know, how long do you stay and try to help and support them before you lose yourself? - When the bad outweighs the good. - I ask myself, did John always have this evil in him, or, or did it spread like a cancer, just growing? Is it the chicken or the egg? - You know, I always wondered about that question. (laughs) (Maddy laughing) - I'm not sure I could explain it adequately either, father. - Thank you. - Gracias. - [Father Francis] Yeah, tequila fixes everything. - Salud. - Salud. (Father Francis exhales) (Maddy laughing) - What is it? - I, I wrote letters to my brother. (dramatic music) (glass clinking) - It's okay. - [Voicemail] Leave a message. - Please answer. - [Voicemail] Leave a message. (Maddy exhales) Leave a message. Leave a message. - Hi there, um, just wanted to let you know that the weather has turned here. It's time to go on vacation. (dramatic music continues) Hi there, um, just wanted to let you know that the weather has turned here. It's time to go on vacation. (engine humming) (door clattering) (phone ringing) - Yeah. - [John] One of the soldiers has something for you. Follow it up. - Okay, but listen, that last truckload, that girl was what, eight years old, maybe. This is- - Hey, you knew what you were getting into. Don't develop a conscience now. Send me a screenshot. Don't fuck this up. Maybe we let you live, too. (dial tone blaring) (phone beeping) - Steve, I'm heading to the city. I'll be gone two days max. No intel shipments coming in this week, so it's all good. Yeah. Later. (dramatic music continues) - No, John was just there. (engine humming) - Well, then how did you meet Maddy? (gentle music) - Oh, first time I met her, she came to my house. She was called to a domestic, they call it. She was a cop. The neighbors must have called. I could see so much judgment in her eyes. She was thinking, "What does this rich, young couple got to fight about?" Took me three times to leave him. A third time, we were staying in this fancy resort, and I must have taken too long to come back from the bar. And then, he dragged me through the foyer in this fancy resort, and all these people were staring. Then, we got back to the hotel room, and he just kept kicking me on the floor. And I didn't do anything. I just lay on the floor numb. - The, the first time I was taken, I went into town with my mother. She took me to meet this woman at a store. I was supposed to go with her, and she was going to help me go to a school. (laughs) She, she looked very professional and successful. - Oh. - She even had her little baby girl with her. She was very nice and told my mom that I would be staying at her house and that I would be looked after. I was taken to a compound with security guards and locked in a room where I was raped daily. The only time we ever left the compound was when we were taken to events, poker games and men watching big-screen football games. We were the halftime entertainment. One time, there were cops there. I saw their badges, so even if I ran, where would I run to? And after six months, there was finally a raid on the compound, and I was returned (laughs) to my family. My mama, she cried a lot. Papa, he couldn't look me in the eye. - Maria, you are not alone today, and I can't promise you that you're ever gonna feel completely safe, but I'm gonna do whatever I can to help you go on. 'Kay? Okay? - Yeah. - When Father Francis comes tomorrow, I would like to go with him and little Maria to help at the mission, but I- - No, no, no, no. That's a good idea. This is just a stopover. The mission is where you can grow strong and empowered with time. Okay? - Oh. Are you okay? (keys jangling) - Okay. Now, we're gonna play a little game. It won't be long before we're all at our new house, but I want you to stay down, okay? (dramatic music) - Yeah. (Father Francis speaking Spanish) (Maria speaking Spanish) - Okay. You to, Maria, you get down. (door clattering) (plastic rustling) (engine humming) (dramatic music continues) - Fancy meeting you here again, father. What, are you feeding the entire flock today? - Well, I, I don't get into town so often, so I'm stocking up. - Right, right, right. Where do you live? - Just over the border. - Mm. Where over the border? I'm curious. I might like to come visit you, pay my respects. - Well, uh. (glass shattering) (door clattering) - [John] Ah, oh, man. - Kids probably threw a rock, those little shits. (John laughs) - If I find 'em, I'll shoot 'em. - Better get that fixed as soon as you can, and watch out for the, uh, glass on the seat. - Thanks for the advice, padre. Hey, padre, I just realized I never got your address. - Oh. - Hey, here, write it down for me, would ya? - Nothing really happens at my little mission, but, (laughs) you know, you're welcome to stop by. I'd better, uh, start getting back home 'cause it's getting dark, and my eyes ain't what they used to be. - I get it, sure. (Father Francis laughing) (dramatic music continues) Son of a. - It's okay, but stay down. We got it. (laughs) - But he has the address now. - Ay, silly me. I must be losing my (speaking Spanish). (Father Francis laughs) I gave him the, the address to when I was a little boy. (Maria laughing) (engine revving) (gear stick clattering) - Come, come. Let's make 'em feel welcome. - She insisted on coming. - Oh. - [Maria] Hi. I want to stay here- ♪ Show me who you are ♪ - [Maria] and help you. ♪ Hidden diamond star ♪ ♪ More than you know ♪ ♪ More than you know ♪ (all laughing) - I'm so excited. - I know. - I'm excited. - Sounds good. (all chattering indistinctly) ♪ More than you know, more than you know ♪ (glass clinking) ♪ The flames rise higher ♪ - Bow your heads, children. ♪ A heart on fire ♪ - Thank you, our Lord, for what we're about to receive, this wonderful feast, and this delicious dessert, (all laughing) and for bringing all these children together. Please continue to watch over us and lead the way for those in need so that we can continue to be of service to them. Amen. - [All] Amen. - [Maddy] Now, we can eat. (laughs) - Chicken, chicken, chicken. - I hear you. (liquid sloshing) You owe me. - I owe you nothing. - Read my fucking lips. I need to disappear. - [Woman] Never call here again. (dramatic music) (phone clanking) (newspaper rustling) - I see you, motherfucker. (blinds clanking) You shoulda shot me when you had the chance. (buttons clicking) - [Automated System] The number you have called is no longer in service. (dramatic music continues) (buttons clicking) The number you have called is no longer in service. - Where are you? Where the fuck are you? - Today was a close call. I don't think your detective is gonna stop looking for you. - He's not our detective. No, you're right, father. I think it's time we put our vacation plan in place. - I told you when you first got here, my child, this is my church, my home. I'm not going to let evil chase me out of here. And besides, I don't do vacation. - Does that mean that there is no saving him? - I have hope for everyone. But. (laughs) - [John] How you doing again? - Hey. - So how often does the father come in here for supplies? - About once every two weeks or so. - Ah. What time of day and what day does usually come in? - It's not regular. It's different times. I don't really recall. - Right, right, you don't recall. - No. - Okey dokey. You know, I met your lovely daughter this morning. (dramatic music) You live at 34 Hill Street. (laughs) And you know, it always blows my mind. Here we are standing in the flats, and you live on a street called Hill Street. (laughs) How old is your daughter, 11? It's such a cute age, just before the big change when they're still young. They're still innocent. - It's not regular, but it's always in the morning, Thursdays or Fridays. - Thursdays and Fridays always in the morning? You sure? - Positive. - Thanks, pal. Have a good day. (dramatic music) (door clattering) (buttons clicking) - I need intel on a new safe house for Adele Stevens in LA. Yeah, she's in bed with some bad Mexicans. We need to find her first. No, she, listen to me. She won't be far from her last known address, so find her. Put her face out there everywhere. Find her. (footsteps plodding) - Oh, sorry, I was just on the phone with Horatio. John was just there again. He's waiting for Father Francis, and Horatio, he's not gonna help us anymore with any other information. He's done. - Okay, do you know anyone we can get some firepower from? - I think so. - Someone you can trust? - Yeah. - Okay, great. We're gonna give the girls a nice Christmas memory, and then we're gonna move on the vacation plan. - Okay, yeah. - Okay. - Let's go. - Oh. - Oh. (all laughing) - Looks so good. - Will we be seeing you at midnight mass, Maddy? - Ooh, maybe this- - Yay. - This goes up- - You made it with balls. (children chattering indistinctly) ("Silent Night") - We are grateful that God gave himself into our hands as a child begging for our love, implanting his peace in our hearts. Break the rods of oppression, burn the trampling boots. Let the time of garments soaked in blood come to an end. Fulfill the prophecy that peace there will be no end. We thank thee, oh, Lord, for your goodness, but we also ask you to show forth your power. Establish the dominion of your truth and love in the world. (John clearing throat) - How did you get in? - [John] The door was open. - I always lock it. - It was open to me. Adele Stevens, I need to ask you a few questions. (dramatic music) We know girls were brought here. We can prove that. The policewomen who helped you, they're in big-ass trouble. They all are. Now, I need to know where they are so I keep them from getting killed. - I know who you are. You're a dirty cop. - I'm not playing games here. Give me an answer. (dramatic music continues) Where are the girls? I need to protect them. - You can kill me if you want. But I don't know where they are, and if I did, I wouldn't tell you. - Tell me where they are so I can save them. - Bullshit. You're a liar. (fist thudding) (Adele grunting) - Tell me where they are if you wanna see another Christmas. - [Anna] No. - I told you to run when the bad man comes. Run. (Anna grunting) - I know you're not smart enough to save yourself, but what about the little ones? - Let her go. - Ah, you little bitch. (hand thudding) - Stop, you're strangling her. Let her go. (Maria gasping) Let her go. (John grunting) (hand thudding) (fist thudding) (body thudding) - Son of a. (dramatic music continues) - [Rhonda] Merry Christmas, I come bearing gifts. (door clattering) - [Maddy] Mm, whoa, must be a good friend. - Yeah, I helped his sister once, and he was very grateful. (Maddy laughs) (Rhonda laughs) - [Maddy] I'd say so. (Adele whimpering) - Anna. ("Jingle Bells") - Okay, so awesome. - Yes. - Wow. (children laughing) - I got it. I already got my presents. She helped me with mass last night. - What are you gonna open? Open, open, open. - What about you? You don't have any? - Don't worry about me. - Oh. - Oh. - Oh-ho. - Oh, look at that. - Oh. Oh, this is the most beautifulest thing I've ever seen. - Yes. (phone ringing) - [Father Francis] How does this look? - It's great. (Father Francis laughing) - Oh, my God, you look so good. (children chattering indistinctly) - [Maria] I love that. - John is on his way. - [Father Francis] (laughing) I know, boy. Did you help? - Yes. - No, we have a little time. He's not taking our Christmas. - [Father Francis] Did you work on it? - Yes. - (laughing) Whoa. Everybody did. - Father. - Oh, thank you, yes. - We did it. - And that heart is for all you. - Yeah. (children laughing) (engine humming) (door clattering) - Ticktock, ticktock, time is up. - I found 'em, okay? I found the cops that took the girls and the money. I'm just on my way there right now. (Manny and Raul laughing) - That's really convenient, I mean, right now, at the very moment of your execution. - Let me go and take care of this. Let me go and kill these motherfuckers. - I wouldn't do that, John. That doesn't even make any fucking sense. (laughing) We do it ourselves. I mean, really. We know the heat is on you. You left so many loose ends, John. And quite frankly, it's very unprofessional. You are of no use to us now. - Let me be of use. - Wow. - Let me go and finish them. I can plant some evidence. I can spin it so I come out smelling like a rose. And then we continue on, and I know I fucked up royally, but let me make good on it, and then we can continue our work. (dramatic music continues) - Our work? You're really fucking smart, you know that? But I like you, John. Raul, you go with him. Bring me back the girls alive. You have 12 hours. - Have my word. And let me just say- - Fuck outta here now. ("Jingle Bells") - Yeah, I drew short straw, working Christmas day. - I just need some firepower. I found the location, Rhonda and Maddy. They're running their own trafficking operation with a crooked padre. - What? Well, wait, that's a stretch. Wait, hold up a second. I'll come with you. - Two women and a priest, I think I can handle that. - Those women are both cops. - Ex-cops. I need to do this alone, pal. Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas. (upbeat music) (all chattering indistinctly) (tires screeching) (dramatic music) - [Maddy] Okay, let's go, let's go. - Okay, everyone, we're gonna go on a little adventure. - Can we bring our presents? - Everyone. - You too, father. - Yes, um, but hurry. - You're going with them on this adventure. - No, I'm staying with you. - I'm sorry, father, but you'll just be in the way. It'll be too dangerous. - I know how to shoot a gun. I wasn't always a priest. I had to find my own way, too. - But killing? (gentle music) - In extreme circumstances, it takes extreme measures. I think God'll forgive me if it becomes necessary. (engine humming) (dramatic music) (gun clanking) (dramatic music continues) (Father Francis speaking Spanish) (gravel crunching) (engine humming) - Here we go. (gun clanking) (Father Francis sighs) (door clattering) Drop the gun, padre. I'm gonna take you in, pal. - Dios mio. - Rhonda and Maddy, too. - I kneel down before you today protecting as many children as I can. - Put the gun down, padre. - Forgive my sins. - Drop the gun, padre. - And let me bask in your glory. - No one's gotta die today. (gun clanking) (dramatic music) (gunshots blasting) (body thudding) (John laughing) (engine humming) (door clattering) (footsteps plodding) (dramatic music) (gun clanking) - Father, father, you okay? Father, father. Father, father, father, okay, okay, father. Take it easy, take it easy. It's all right. It's all right. Don't move, sh. I'm here, I'm here. - Uh, tell the children to make it better. - I will, I will. Relax, relax. I need an ambulance stat to this location now. Father, father. (engine revving) (dramatic music) - [Rhonda] Go, go, go, go. Go that way. (gravel crunching) (dramatic music continues) (door slamming) - Maddy. Come on out of there, Maddy. Let's talk this through. - Little late for that, John. - Never too late, baby. Come on out. - I don't wanna hurt you. - Well, nobody's gotta get hurt. - Drop it. (gunshots blasting) (Rhonda grunting) - [Maddy] Rhonda. - [John] The fuck, dude? - Stop. Back up. - Hey, calm, guy, guy, guy, just calm down, okay? - Get out of the way. - Just everybody just fucking calm down. Nobody shoot anybody. (gunshot blasting) (John screaming) (John gasping) (gunshot blasting) - John. (John gasping) - I fired. (Maddy whimpering) I'm so sorry. (head thudding) (dramatic music) - Rhonda. You okay? We need to get you to the hospital. (engine humming) Shit, we got company. (door clattering) Who the fuck are you? - I'm FBI. I saw everything. I'm here to help. I've been following John for a long time now. I have been gathering evidence on him to put him away for a very, very long time. He has connections at the top, the cartel, everybody. - You're a little fucking late. - Yeah, yeah, I know. - Why should we trust you? - I don't think you have a choice. - Let me see your badge. - [Manny] Look, we don't have a lot of time. Let's, let's get her to a hospital. - Okay, help me. Come on. I'm gonna get you out, but we gotta get to the cars. - All right. - Come on. You're okay. - I'll follow you. I'll make sure everyone's okay, okay? Grab that gun. (dramatic music continues) (engine humming) (horn honking) (gunshots blasting) (children screaming) - Come on, girls, let's go. Let's go. Get out, get out. Come on, the lot of ya. Who else is in there? Come on, let's go get in this truck. Get in, let's go. Get in the truck now, now. (dramatic music continues) (gunshot blasting) (Maddy grunting) (gunshot blasting) (driver grunting) - Maddy, Maddy, no. Maddy. Maddy, Maddy, wake up, wake up. (Rhonda whimpering) Let's get you up, let's get you up. Let's get you to the hospital, Maddy, please. (sobbing) Come on, come on. Oh, my God, no. Maddy, Maddy. (Rhonda screaming) I'm okay. Uh, they're treating me good here and just resting. - [Manny] Good, good. I'm glad you're getting better. That's, that's the main thing. Just focus on getting better. - I want to know who the leader of the cartel is. - Two weeks, then call me. I'll explain everything. I promise. - Okay. - [Manny] Okay, bye. (phone beeps) (monitor beeping) - [Intercom] Dr. Kaufman, telephone please, Dr. Kaufman. (gentle music) - [Sara] We were supposed to take this down before New Year's. - Well, we've been a bit busy. Besides, wanted to leave it on as long as I could. (hand knocking) You stay here. You keep going. (drawer clattering) It's okay. - Uh, well, firstly, I'd like to say that, um I'm sorry for everything. Um, what I can say is that, through our joint efforts, we were able to take down one whole branch of the tree with the child trafficking. More will spring up, of course, but Maddy, Maria, Father Francis's life was not in vain. - What about the money? - What money? The last thing that Father Francis asked me was (paper rustling) if the children could make it better for him. (dramatic music) - Where were you when Maria got shot? This was her second time she was supposedly saved. You do nothing. Father Francis, Maddy, Anna, you let innocent children die, get strangled. She will never be the same. None of us will. (dramatic music continues) - [Adele] Give me the gun, Sara. - You're right. The system's broken. - You people with badges, you don't care who is sacrificed for the greater- - Give me the gun, Sara. Sara, you're right. But this is not gonna make you feel any better. Give me the gun. Come on. That's it. That's it, Sara. Gimme the gun. - You're right. Too many innocents are lost for the greater good. I don't know what difference that I can actually make, but I'm doing everything in my power to help. May I, uh, give you something? - Slowly. (gentle music) (paper rustling) - Charitable fund has been started, and several large donors have already donated, reputable business people assisting with investing so that your safe home and the mission school can, well, last long into the future. Well, I'll, I'll try to leave you in peace, um. Again, I'm sorry. Call me anytime. - Let's see. Look, it's from Father Francis. Oh, oh, it's okay. You are not alone today, okay? (gentle music continues) (gentle music continues) (child gasping) (gentle music continues) (gentle music continues) (gentle music continues) ♪ Girls, we got it, oh, girls, we got it ♪ ♪ We can do anything we put our minds to ♪ ♪ We can soar above the clouds ♪ ♪ We can fly through the sky ♪ ♪ That's what we do ♪ ♪ Powerful and strong all together now ♪ ♪ We got this equality for all the haters ♪ ♪ Ignore the call, changing, breaking down the wall ♪ ♪ We can do anything ♪ ♪ 'Cause we're stronger than ever ♪ ♪ Always and forever ♪ ♪ We're standing up, but let's show them up ♪ ♪ 'Cause we're incredible, oh, girls ♪