Holy Death (2025) Movie Script
(city traffic)
(crickets chirping)
(distant mariachi music)
(dog barking)
(dog barking)
(dog barking)
(door unlocking)
(shower spraying)
(crickets chirping)
(crickets chirping)
Motherfucker.
(silenced gunshots)
Oscar?
(silenced gunshot)
(silenced gunshot)
Come on, fucker. (Laughing)
Let's go!
(dog barking)
(woman screaming inside)
(rap song playing on radio)
(rap song fades)
(punch)
Okay. That's enough.
(groaning)
Hey, hey. That's enough, Romeo.
You hit like a bitch.
(sinister music)
She's feeling generous today. So am I.
But the next time, I tell you to pull the
fucking trigger you fucking pull the trigger.
Understood?
Hey.
Totally.
You're a good soldier.
(country song)
(gun cocking)
(answering machine beep.)
Hey, Daniel.
Pastor Lewis again. Um
We're all praying for you, Brother.
Praying that the Lord is blessing
you with peace and resilience.
Honestly Daniel, I don't know if you're listening
to these are just deleting them. Doesn't matter.
I just hope you know what
Inez wanted you to know.
And that she no longer
suffers. She's up with the Lord
living better than any of us
could imagine here on this rock.
Just know that she always
wanted you to be there with her.
With the Lord.
May he bless you.
I won't bother you again, my friend.
(answering machine beeps)
(country song swells)
Briggs?
So good to hear your voice, man.
I, ah
I need to come in now.
(door squeaks open)
No.
(creaking floor)
God damn it, Briggs.
No. I need to come in now.
I think we have enough to build the case.
Okay.
1300 hours.
I got it.
Your office.
Thanks man.
I'll see you tomorrow.
(sinister music)
I know how this looks.
But he's been on the cover for two years.
So far under cover that we lost
contact with him a year and a half ago.
The things he's had to do to prove
himself would wear down anyone.
He says he wants out. I say we let him.
Is he stable?
In a way.Yes.
In a way?
Look. As an operator in
the field, he's excellent.
We made aware of him through
his chain of command in SF.
But the man's been through a lot.
Like what?
He was chosen for this task
for a specific reason, no ties.
His wife was the last
link to the world and now
She's gone?
Look, I He's been through a lot.
I say we put him in protection.
Take him out. Try something else.
But we are close.
I know.
You have to trust me on this.
I've never seen him like this before.
His eyes.
Does he know what's that stake?
I don't think I can
convince him either way.
You saw him in there. He
was practically trembling.
Let me try.
(door opening)
(intense music)
Hey Briggs, who's the bitch?
Special agent Diaz.
With the FBI.
I thought this was a tight lip operation.
Only me and you knew about this assignment.
How do you know she's
not a narc for Santiago?
Cause I'm not.
I know you on the edge brother.
But believe me when I
tell you she's here to help.
You've seen Santiago face to face.
I've had three agents attempt
to infiltrate his operation
for the past decade and
not one of them is seen him.
Your special.
It would do you a lot of good if you could
just stick it out. Just a little bit longer.
Just so that we can build a case
against the entire Santa Muerte Cartel.
Stick it out?
Before, what?
Before he killed somebody?
Too fucking late, he hadn't pull
the trigger on the guy on 7th Street.
And the Sicario sitting gun
He put a bullet in his two
kids all because he fell like it.
I watched his guys
Pack up containers full of meth
and ship them right across state lines.
I was there
When they decapitated women and children.
And you want to say, stick it out.
Fuck you.
Any one of those things that I just described to
you will put this motherfucker in prison for life.
And you got me as a witness to testify to every
single charge all the way down to jaywalking.
What's a big fucking hold up?
Who have you seen commit those crimes?
What? What the fuck is she
talking about? The cartel members.
But not Santiago.
His men. His orders.
How can we prove it?
Do you have an address?
Look, Briggs.
I got no reason to trust this bitch.
Much less be interrogated by a
fucking woman. You better watch it.
But you see her point though.
We can take out his soldiers all day.
But as long as Santiago's
still out there on top
She goes on.
Care for a drink.
Oh, you don't fucking need it.
Don't mind if I do.
What the fuck is that?
I don't care what you think of me but don't think for
a second that you're the only one who's had to suffer.
My agents My best friends infiltrated Santiago's
operation and none of them got to where you are.
In that folder, you will see what
Santiago had his men do to my brothers.
I am begging you from agent to agent
please hold out in honor of my friends
and for the sake of the future of
this community, and for other families
Hold out just a little longer.
Get a certain date and a location
where Santiago's going to meet you
and other cartel members and I
promise you, we will take him out.
You have my word.
(cell phone buzzes)
Oh shit.
(cell phone buzzes)
Ah, you son of a bitch.
What the fuck, motherfuker?
(sinister music)
What, right now?
(sinister music fades)
(intense music)
Don't do shit until the
white boy shows the money.
You know the drill.
(muffled punk music)
Buenos dias.
Why do you boys look so tense for?
Come on guys. This is straight business, man. I can
deal. Plus this sun's not good for my complexion.
Got the product? Depends.
Oh, yeah? On what?
Get your hands off the gun.
Oh.
Huh. I'll tell you what.
- Hey, you talk to fucking much, grab the money.
Oh shit.
Better put a leash on his dog.
- Get the money.
I got your dog right here, homeboy.
Oh.
How's about this.
How's about we do it at the same time, huh?
I will get the money.
You send your little dog
To go get product.
Same time.
We'll feel comfortable, right?
Bueno. Is that how you guys say it? Bueno?
That good?
Something's off.
(intense music builds)
See.
Can all get along right?
Can work together.
Same color blood on the inside.
Right? Is that what they say?
Not like that fake news shit.
We can all share the wealth.
And just like that.
I will be on my way.
Oh shit! Run!
(boom!)
(gunshots)
What the fuck!
(gunshot)
(gunshots)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(rifle shot)
(groaning)
(rifle shot)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(rifle shots)
(gun shot)
Come on!
(gun shot)
Fuckers, man.
Hey, shut the fuck up.
Where are they?
Hill. Nine o'clock. What?
The hill on the left.
You'll see the flash of a scope. I need you
to hit it. I'm gonna come around his left.
(gunshot)
Hey, I need you to listen
or we're both dead, okay.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, look. Hill on the left,
very top. Offload your entire clip.
Okay, I'm gonna flank him.
You got it? Got it.
Yeah. Yeah, you're in?
Okay, don't fuck it up
or we're both fucked.
Now!
(gunfire)
(gunshot)
(pistol shots)
(gunshot)
(bullet hit)
(pistol shots)
(pistol shots)
(gunshot)
(gunfire)
(gunfire)
(gunshot)
(gunfire)
(gunfire)
(click)
(gunfire)
(gunfire)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(groaning)
Please. Please don't. No. No
one will know. No one will know.
I'm just a soldier.
You don't even know my name.
Please, I got kids.
The wife. My boss is dead.
I have nobody here back
to. Please. God, please.
Please.
Okay.
Okay.
(twig snap)
You get that motherfucker, or what?
(sinister music)
No.
What's up, mother fucker? Huh?
You got the balls to face us
up here, but not toe to toe?
There ain't no God.
Just you
(knife slice)
And El Diablo. No.
No, no, no, no!
(stabbing) (screaming)
Hey, boss.
Yeah.
Emilio's the real deal.
Got a lot of tricks up his sleeve.
Yeah, I understand.
Never trust the Aryans again.
Listen learned.
What the fuck am I doing out here?
Listen ah I'ma go back to the
crib and chill out for a little bit, okay.
All right.
Talk to you later, boss.
Hey!
Let's get out of here.
Where'd you learn all that shit?
Call of Duty.
(country song)
(coughing)
Shit is hard.
(Spanish phrase)
(coughing) (laughing)
You think that shit'a hilarious, huh?
Ah, I'm sorry bro. I'm sorry, man.
It's good though.
Thank you.
For what?
For today.
If you didn't do what you did
Boo.
Shit felt off, man. He
kept playing with his gun.
Um hm.
Hey Oscar, can I ask you something?
Hit me.
The two kids the other night?
Did Santiago tell you to do 'em?
Nah.
That was all me.
What?
She wanted it.
Who?
Our queen.
I give him more, she gives me more.
(laughing)
Get the fuck out of here, bro.
You're smoking too much of this shit, man.
It's frying your brain,
making you lose your hair.
She didn't get at you yet?
Seriously?
You've never seen her?
Want to see her right now?
Fuck you.
(creepy music rises)
Seeing is believing, bro.
(chuckling)
(country music cuts out)
It's the way I did it last time.
Gotta set the mood.
Bro, you're high.
Just Just sit back down, bro.
Don't trip potato chip.
I got to set the mood.
(chuckling)
What are you expecting to happen?
What the fuck you put in this?
Little bit of PCP a little
bit of something else.
(intense music)
Fuck.
Why'd you make me smoke this?
I didn't put a gun to your head.
Just let it go. It'll change your life.
(creepy music)
(breathing)
(floor creaks)
(intense breaths)
(floor creaking close)
(tribal music)
(screaming)
(country song returns)
What the fuck happened?
(beep)
(answering machine beep)
Hey, Daniel, um
I know I'm probably being a bit of a pest.
And I know you don't
believe in biblical things but
This is Pastor Lewis.
You ever need anyone to talk to Just
Just know that I'm here.
Inez
Well, you know. Call me anytime.
(answering machine beep)
(eerie music)
(ticking clock)
(gun cocking)
I'm fucking tripping.
I'm really fucking trip pin.
(air burst)
(creaking floor)
(ticking continues)
(floor creaks)
(tribal music)
(intense music builds)
(screaming)
(country music)
(floor creaks)
(impact)
(screaming)
(creaking floor)
(creaking floor)
(creaking floor)
(heart monitor beeps)
You're drunk.
And you're dying.
How do you do it?
Do what?
Daniel?
(country music swells)
(heart monitor beeping)
(heart monitor flat lines)
(car door slams)
Get in and shut the door.
(open door alarm)
(door slam)
Why am I here, Daniel?
Please help me. I'm trying to understand.
Once a week for two years,
I've been calling you with no reply.
All the sudden I tell you
I'm done and you call.
What's up, man?
You ever ah
Witness something, you can't explain?
Like a miracle?
The complete opposite.
I know where you were
the last time we spoke.
Whatever you're involved in.
Whatever inspired you to contact me.
You have to know this.
That if you've seen
evidence of the darkness
Then there's evidence of the light.
(sinister music)
Death is always lurking.
Either choice you make
You're going to die in misery.
From either cancer
Or a fucking bullet.
We're not forced to do evil.
It's a choice.
A choice all of us have to make.
And even under duress, we still
have to make that choice, Daniel.
But the Lord is gracious.
He forgive Peter who denied him?
He forgive Paul was killing his
followers and he'll forgive us if
we're sincere but we can't keep
on doing the works of the devil.
(cell phone vibrates)
(cell phone vibrates)
I gotta go pastor. Okay, Daniel.
You have my number.
You know I'll be praying for you.
(car door alarm)
(door slam)
Hey pastor?
Never mind.
Gotta go.
(car start)
(rap music)
(car driving away)
(birds chirping)
Chavez?
What's up, my boy? How you doing, man?
What's going on?
Vejo wants out, ese.
The fuck you talking about?
What do you mean he want's out?
His boys, man. His boys showed him some stats, or some
shit, about how the people are ODing from the product.
So he said he's not gonna grow no more man, not
for nothing. Not for fedia. Not for nothing, dog.
Said he's out.
Does that motherfuker know
what's gonna if Santiago finds out?
He knows, ese. Hell, maybe your
ass can talk some sense into him, man.
Because he's a great grower, man.
He's always on time. Dependable.
It'd be a waste.
All right, let me talk
to him. All right, man.
Stay here, homie.
Vejo?
Como estas?
What's troubling you?
How can I make it more comfortable?
(creaking trees)
You want out?
There's no out.
There's one way out.
You don't want that for your boys.
Our boss
Shows no mercy.
We tried to convince him
My father's a religious man.
He don't want anything to do with Santiago.
At all costs.
It all costs?
You don't mean that.
Think about your boys.
Think about your familys.
Don't be stubborn.
They're just plants.
Plants.
You grow.
We buy.
What happens on the street is not on you.
It's not your fault.
Look, old man.
The blood is not on you.
(groaning)
Fuck it.
Stubborn ass old man.
What did Santiago say to do to him?
Same shit, chop him up.
Record it. Send all the
tapes to all the other growers.
And keep everybody in line.
(sharpening)
What?
He looks like my pops.
Santiago already made the call.
Nah.
I'm gonna talk to him again.
It's just business. Ain't like
we ain't done this before.
Oscar!
(dramatic music)
Boss.
Chop his son first.
Then him.
Starting at the boot.
(sharpening)
Not you.
You do it.
I ain't doing shit.
(guns cocking)
Chavez.
Get his gun.
You cut his ass up.
You heard him, fucker.
Give it to me.
(camera beep)
Help me God.
Waiting on one.
(dramatic music fades)
(mariachi music starts)
Stand there
In the middle of the shot.
And lift the fucking ax
up so they all can see it.
Good.
And you look in that camera and you say this
is what happens to those who deny their work.
This is what happens to those
(sad music)
Who deny the work.
Nastier motherfuker.
Like you mean it!
This is what happens to
those who deny the work.
Good. Louder! Otra Vez!
This is what happens to
those who deny their work.
Perfecto!
Meaner, nastier, like you mean it!
I'm getting pissed right here!
Good. Use it.
This is what happens to
those who deny their work!
(chop) (scream)
(scream)
(chop) (scream)
(scream) (chop)
(scream) (chop)
(scream) (chop)
(chop) (groan)
(chop) (groan)
(chop) (scream)
(chop) (groan)
(chop) (groan)
(chop)
(chop)
(scream) (chop)
(groan) (chop)
(groan) (chop)
(groan) (chop)
Is this what you wanted?
Huh?
Are you fucking happy?
Turn around and don't look at me.
Wait.
Oscar.
You do him.
(Spanish phrase)
(chop)
(chop)
(chop)
(chop)
(chop)
(chop)
(groaning)
Not easy, this work, is it?
She is pleased with you.
I'll call upon you.
This is your final test.
You've proven your loyalty.
You're familia.
(sinister music)
(sinister music fades)
(sad music)
(answering machine beeps)
Daniel?
(sniffs)
This might sound a little bit strange but
For some reason God put this verse in my head
and I feel like he wants you to hear it. So
It says, ah
Therefore, humbling yourselves
under the mighty hand of God.
So that he may exhault
you at the propper time.
Having cast all of your anxiety
on him because he cares about
you, be of sober Spirit, be
on the alert, your adversary,
the devil prowls around,
like a roaring lion,
seeking whom he may devour.
So resist him. Be firm in your faith.
Knowing that the same experience of suffering is
being accomplished by your brothers and sisters
(sinister music rises)
(dramatic music)
(gun cocks)
(heavy breathing)
(moaning)
(creepy sound)
(distant fireworks)
(pleasant music)
Are you okay?
Yeah. I'm fine.
(gun disarm)
(gasping)
(heart monitor beeping)
(country song on radio)
(pleasant song fades)
(door alarm)
(door close)
How you anging in there Pastor Lewis?
I'm all right.
But right now I'm concerned
about your well being.
(laughing)
You know.
I couldn't be any better.
Something is telling me otherwise.
You know how we sat there and
you talked about the good Lord
forgives everything, and he
forgave Paul for killing his
His children.
I witnessed
Two men
Go into this man's house.
One, put a bullet in the man.
The other one put
A bullet in is two kids.
If what you say is true
and God is almighty
Why do bad things happen to good people?
Why couldn't he stop those two kids
From dying?
Give me an answer to that Pastor Lewis
Explain that to me. Help me see
why I'm so fucked up right now.
Or maybe the reason that
I'm so fucked up right now
Is because they had me chop up
An innocent man today
While his father watched.
When I asked your good Lord for help
And I asked him where he was at
He never showed.
He didn't only forsaken
me, he forsaken that old man.
He forsakened his son.
Please explain to me
Why your God
Feeds his lambs to the slaughter?
(drinking)
(gulp) (breath)
Cat got your tongue Pastor Lewis?
Even serial killers
If they are sincere
Even they can be saved.
And there's another side after this life.
(pleasant song returns)
When you reach there
If you've asked for forgiveness
and embraced the light
When you reach there
You will find a new world
Where the meek inherit the earth.
Beautiful vineyards.
The innocent children will
reign as Kings and Queens.
What about me, Pastor Lewis?
What's gonna happen to me?
I'm never gonna see Inez again.
If you embrace the light,
turning away from this darkness
Accepting the forgiveness
You are going to be
With Inez.
You will be at peace.
I just miss my wife.
She's the only thing that
ever keep me sane in this life.
(sniffs)
I just want to see my wife.
(country song rises)
(cell phone vibrates)
(cell phone vibrates)
(cell phone vibrates)
(beep)
This is Emilio.
You got something more important
than answering your bosses calls?
(laughs) Huh Emilio?
No boss. No, I'm sorry.
I was knocked out.
I'm just fucking with you.
Listen I need you to do something for me.
Yeah, of course.
You remember where we chopped
up that old man? I need to be there
by 6:00 tomorrow morning.
Roger that.
Make sure it's clear of everyone.
Make sure no one's setting us up.
And if somebody is there
by then make sure they pay.
Yeah, yeah.
I will be there tomorrow at
7:00 with the other brothers.
When I get there you
just melt in with the others.
Where we killed the old man.
Don't fuck this up, alright.
Copy that.
I like you, Emilio.
Just make sure you keep it that way.
You can count on me.
(phone hangs up)
Bye.
(country song swells)
(sinister beats)
It's still all up in the air.
There's a chance he calls
of the meeting and we end up
exposing ourselves and botching
our shot for another few years.
It has to be concrete. More concrete?
You asked me to get him to show
up. I'm telling you he's going to show
up tomorrow and all of a sudden
you two motherfukers get cold feet.
There's a lot riding on this.
Then don't fuck it up.
I deliver on what you asked me to do.
What do you want?
You want to serve me on a silver platter?
Feed me to his sicarios? Or maybe you want
another 100,000 kids ODing on fentanyl?
Daniel!
She's on your side.
Then you get her to
pull the fucking trigger.
It has to be certain.
Has to be certain.
I know everybody has a
plan to get hit in the mouth.
(sniffs)
I'll tell you what, though
The only thing that is certain
After all this is said and done
I'm fucking done with it.
(chuckles)
(sinister music)
With all we have on you, and
you're dealing with Santiago?
Murder. Grand Theft Auto.
- Hey?
- Interstate drug trafficking?
Hey! What else?
Fuck you you fucking bitch.
Try it. Hold on, Daniel.
Don't be stupid.
Have a seat.
Everything I did for you.
And everything I did for you. Everything
I've done for my fucking country.
I sat there and I murdered for my country.
Sold drugs for my country.
You know what
Fuck you.
And fuck you.
I'm done with it.
I'm not killing anybody else
For your fucking cause
Or yours.
I'm done with it.
Long nights, huh?
Just breathe, man.
I'm fucking done with it, Briggs.
I know brother. I'm done.
I know I'm done I can't
do this shit no more.
I know.
I got your back.
Breathe.
(mysterious music)
It's starting to warm up.
I'm sorry?
It's starting to warm up.
Say it, Daniel.
Why the fuck would I say that say that?
Say it's starting to warm up.
Say it.
It's starting to warm up.
That's the safety phrase.
The moment you say that
we will take Santiago down.
Dead or alive.
You have my word.
This is on you, Briggs.
(country song begins)
Don't fuck it up.
(chamber slam)
(mag pull)
(gun cock)
(joking)
(door knob jingle)
(crickets chirping)
(door squeak)
(country song ends)
(birds chirping)
(tense music)
You all have been name requested by either myself
or special agent Briggs for this assignment.
If you are successful
You will be known as the men
finally bought Santiago to justice.
The team will finally
brought down the ghost.
So as you know, these are some bad hombres.
They are armed to the teeth with military
grade equipment, and sometimes training.
They will not hesitate to cut
you and your families down
to pieces if he comes between
them and their bottom line.
So if you have the
opportunity to take a shot
Take a shot.
When we arrive the informant and only the informant
will give us the pass phrase to begin the assault.
The phrase begin is a starting to warm up.
You guys know how big this is.
And you know why
we're tight lipped about it.
If it goes south, I don't
want this getting out.
(bird calls)
You know what's at stake?
Either way of Santiago shows
He is not to leave the meeting site
Under no circumstances. Are we clear?
Let's get to work.
(mysterious music)
(birds chirping)
What's he going?
Insurance policy.
Ow.
Alright.
(creaking tree)
(birds chirping)
(car approaching)
Here we go.
(mariachi music)
(car passing)
(car pulling up)
Right here? Yeah.
(door slam)
Emilio, my boy.
Not too early for you, is it?
I'm good.
You're a true soldier, Emilio.
There you are.
Let's just hope these Culiacan
bastards don't stand us up this time, huh.
Let's hope.
(truck driving up)
They're early.
It is what it is.
Doesn't change the thing.
(distant rap music)
(truck approaching)
(loud rap)
(tires squeal)
(break squeaks)
(gun cocks)
(opening doors)
(door slam)
(door slam)
(knife slice)
Bienvendos hermanos.
(trunk opening)
(body fall)
(choking)
What about his family?
They were part of the deal.
They tried running into public.
We had to do them right there.
(choking)
Doesn't pay down the wrong
friends. Does it, compa?
At least you'll have a
consultation that it wasn't your fault.
You just chose the
wrong people to care for.
(choking)
It's sad when you say it
like that, you know, it's
For me it's business. For
you it's fucking life, man.
(choking)
At least you'll see your family soon, huh.
(choking)
Emilio?
(choking)
Emilio, you death?
No boss.
Show me his face.
(choking)
(choking)
(choking)
(sinister music)
It's starting to warm up, isn't it, Daniel?
(mysterious music)
Shit.
(gun cocks)
Motherfuker.
(gunshot)
(body fall)
(blood pouring)
(intense music)
(gunshots)
For the love of God, let him
go. He has nothing to do with this.
Daniel?
(distant gunshots)
(choking)
(sad music)
(distant gunshot)
He can even use this, brother.
(gun cocks)
(gunshot)
(hit)
(dramatic music)
(grunt)
(distant gunfire)
(wind)
(stab)
(blood pouring)
(dramatic music rises)
No, no. Please. Please.
(gunshot)
(distant gunfire)
(stab)
(slice) (groan)
(blood pouring)
(body fall)
(dramatic music swells)
(birds chirping)
(dramatic music fades)
(upbeat country song)
(screaming)
(stabbing)
(moaning)
(wretching)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(machine gunfire)
(shotgun blast)
(machine gunfire)
(gunshot)
(machine gunfire)
(gunshot)
(gunshots)
(moaning)
Go get that motherfucker! Go!
(gunshot)
(distant gunshots)
(distant gunshots)
(grunt)
(groan)
(distant gunshots)
(grunt)
(groan)
(approaching steps)
(shotgun blast)
(shotgun blast)
(gun cocking)
(crying)
(crying)
(crying)
(country song on radio)
Whoa. Whoa, whoa. Hold up.
Look I don't need no trouble Mr.
Get out the fucking car.
Hold up just a minute, alright. I got-
Oh, calm down.
Take it easy alright. Just take
it. Easy. Be careful with that.
(door closes)
Scoot back. Okay.
Don't try nothing funny.
I'm not okay.
(distant gunshot)
Whoa.
I can't let you take that
car, Mr. It don't belong to me.
Put the gun down, sir.
You're dead.
I got cartel after me.
(distant gunfire)
Cartel?
(distant gunfire)
That's an awful lot of blood, Mr.
I can't let you take it. I'm on my way, I'm on my way
to a mission down in Tacate. That food in the back
that's for them and they need it desperate.
Listen.
Why don't you let me help you?
(shotgun blast)
Oh geeze.
(gun cocking)
Get in the car or we're both dead.
Drive old man.
(distant gunshots)
(car speeding off)
(distant gunshots)
(sinister music)
The bitch ran off.
Where?
Over there somewhere up there.
Then go find him.
Fuck that.
(gun cocking)
Does it look like I'm
asking you a question?
Okay.
Si.
Santiago.
(sinister music swells)
Vamos.
You need to get to a
hospital, Mr. You need stitches.
No hospitals.
Well, well. Where do you
want me to take you then?
(creepy music rises)
(fishing line clicking)
(groaning)
Ah.
(coughing)
That ain't gonna get her done, son.
Listen, you need some serious
help. What you need is a doctor.
(rising impact)
(wondrous music)
(birds chirping)
(birds chirping)
(heart monitor beeping)
(wind blowing)
(sinister music)
(intense music)
(whoosh)
(ticking clock)
(distant country song on radio)
(country song closer)
Oh you're up.
Good.
I wouldn't be making too many quick moves.
I ain't stitched nobody up since Nam.
(chuckled)
Why?
Have a seat son.
Go on.
(groaning)
(grunt)
Oh.
Why didn't you turn me over to the cops?
Oh, well.
Why do any of us do things we do?
That might be the bigger question.
And you're here now, ain't you.
(chair scrape)
Black or creamer?
I'm good.
Well, black then.
(coffee pouring)
That's strong but that might
just be the best medicine.
(sip)
Why are you doing this old man?
From what you know I could have killed you.
Yeah, you could have.
But you didn't.
You know, you start
getting to be my age and
You're gonna start
looking back on your life.
I did.
Things I'd done I shouldn't have done.
(gunshot)
Things I didn't do, I should have.
How is she?
She's fucking dying.
I'm so sorry.
Let me pray with you. No.
So, I figured I
I'd take this time to try to, to
make right most that I could.
I tell you
Them last years with my wife,
they was the best we ever had.
Go put your nose in your fucking book.
And leave me the fuck alone.
So I figure I've set everything
about as, about as right as I can.
Except for this
This one thing, this
This one debt
I don't reckon I could ever repay.
Saigon 75.
We was pulling out. Loading
up and getting out of there.
I was heading to the transport
and this hand reached out and
Grabbed me by the arm
and spun me around and
It was this
South Vietnamese Soldier, just a
Just a boy.
Was one of those fellas
I'd been training up.
(sad music)
I remember that pleading in his eyes and
That broken English.
Please don't go.
And them other soldiers reached out
and pulled him up on that truck and
They drove off for that fight.
I reckon
Most of them lost their lives.
Either
Shot and killed, or
Captured and tortured to death.
That whole time just hoping and
praying that we'd change our minds.
Well, we didn't.
I'm
Done
Turning tail to save my own Hyde.
And I figure if there's anything I can
do to help somebody else, well that's
That's good enough for me.
And just recent I found myself
on my knees praying to God, for
Well, some sort of
Atonement, you know, for my sins.
There's no doubt in my mind that this
right here is him answering my prayers.
And I'll tell you something else, son
I got a feeling he's giving
you the same opportunity.
(impact)
(wind)
(birds chirping)
And I think you should take it.
(sad music fades)
(truck pulling up)
(intense music)
That them?
You got to get out of here, old man.
And go where? There ain't
nothing but desert for miles.
Then hide.
No, I'll be fine.
They're gonna kill you, old man.
Take this. Get out back.
I'll keep these fellas busy.
(gate rattling)
You hand me your gun, you get
out back. I'll take care of the cartel.
Don't take this blessing for me, son.
Why are you doing this, old man?
I ain't shit to you.
I ain't doing this for you, son. (Laughing)
One day maybe you'll
understand why. Now get!
Thank you.
Oh, don't thank me, son. Thank God.
(knocking)
Old man.
Open the door.
I can see the car outside.
Nobody needs to be killed today.
(door kicked it)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(sad music swells)
(sad music fades)
(intense music)
(silenced gunshot)
(shotgun blast)
(groaning)
(panting)
It makes sense now.
They held it back from me until the end.
(laughing)
You were always a pig.
All them flashy skills.
(chuckles)
You thought you was good.
(laughing)
You think you better than us?
She don't care where the blood comes from,
as long as she gets hers.
(gunshot) (scream)
(gunshot)
You're a slave.
Ain't no turning back now.
(intense music swells)
(gunshot)
(intense music)
(gunshots)
(gunshots)
(shotgun blast)
Oh, you son of a bitch.
(loud blast)
(gunfire)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
Hey, get over here.
(blood dripping)
(impact) (children playing)
(tense music)
You think I fear death, huh?
(spit)
You think I didn't know
this was coming from me?
You live by the sword, you
die by the sword, you hear.
This is our life!
(click)
You're out of bullets.
(pistol slams)
(western music)
Emilio?
Daniel?
I'm
I'm not ready for this.
(crying)
(loud blast)
(dramatic music)
How do you do it?
Cause in this life
there's suffering, misery
There is death.
I'm a part of it.
I've done wrong in so many ways.
What have you done?
You're the greatest person I know.
We all have.
But no matter what we've done.
Who we've hurt.
All that matters is that we trust in him.
(inspirational music)
And he's suffered too.
He suffered too.
With nails through his hands,
hanging naked like a criminal.
But in his suffering he saved the world.
He uses everything to get us back to him.
To crush our pride.
He can even use this, Daniel.
What other answer is there my love?
Where else is there life?
(shotgun cocking)
(intense music)
(loud blast)
(woman crying)
(gun cocking)
(mysterious music)
Only he one calls on
the Sinners can save us.
Can save you.
Not me.
Only him.
(dramatic music builds)
Forgive me.
(gunshot)
(birds chirping)
(distant children playing)
(wind)
(loud bird chirps)
(children playing)
(children calling)
(happy country music)
(country song swells)
I don't deserve this.
I don't deserve this.
I don't deserve to be here.
(footsteps)
(country song continues)
(country song fades)
(sad song)
(crickets chirping)
(distant mariachi music)
(dog barking)
(dog barking)
(dog barking)
(door unlocking)
(shower spraying)
(crickets chirping)
(crickets chirping)
Motherfucker.
(silenced gunshots)
Oscar?
(silenced gunshot)
(silenced gunshot)
Come on, fucker. (Laughing)
Let's go!
(dog barking)
(woman screaming inside)
(rap song playing on radio)
(rap song fades)
(punch)
Okay. That's enough.
(groaning)
Hey, hey. That's enough, Romeo.
You hit like a bitch.
(sinister music)
She's feeling generous today. So am I.
But the next time, I tell you to pull the
fucking trigger you fucking pull the trigger.
Understood?
Hey.
Totally.
You're a good soldier.
(country song)
(gun cocking)
(answering machine beep.)
Hey, Daniel.
Pastor Lewis again. Um
We're all praying for you, Brother.
Praying that the Lord is blessing
you with peace and resilience.
Honestly Daniel, I don't know if you're listening
to these are just deleting them. Doesn't matter.
I just hope you know what
Inez wanted you to know.
And that she no longer
suffers. She's up with the Lord
living better than any of us
could imagine here on this rock.
Just know that she always
wanted you to be there with her.
With the Lord.
May he bless you.
I won't bother you again, my friend.
(answering machine beeps)
(country song swells)
Briggs?
So good to hear your voice, man.
I, ah
I need to come in now.
(door squeaks open)
No.
(creaking floor)
God damn it, Briggs.
No. I need to come in now.
I think we have enough to build the case.
Okay.
1300 hours.
I got it.
Your office.
Thanks man.
I'll see you tomorrow.
(sinister music)
I know how this looks.
But he's been on the cover for two years.
So far under cover that we lost
contact with him a year and a half ago.
The things he's had to do to prove
himself would wear down anyone.
He says he wants out. I say we let him.
Is he stable?
In a way.Yes.
In a way?
Look. As an operator in
the field, he's excellent.
We made aware of him through
his chain of command in SF.
But the man's been through a lot.
Like what?
He was chosen for this task
for a specific reason, no ties.
His wife was the last
link to the world and now
She's gone?
Look, I He's been through a lot.
I say we put him in protection.
Take him out. Try something else.
But we are close.
I know.
You have to trust me on this.
I've never seen him like this before.
His eyes.
Does he know what's that stake?
I don't think I can
convince him either way.
You saw him in there. He
was practically trembling.
Let me try.
(door opening)
(intense music)
Hey Briggs, who's the bitch?
Special agent Diaz.
With the FBI.
I thought this was a tight lip operation.
Only me and you knew about this assignment.
How do you know she's
not a narc for Santiago?
Cause I'm not.
I know you on the edge brother.
But believe me when I
tell you she's here to help.
You've seen Santiago face to face.
I've had three agents attempt
to infiltrate his operation
for the past decade and
not one of them is seen him.
Your special.
It would do you a lot of good if you could
just stick it out. Just a little bit longer.
Just so that we can build a case
against the entire Santa Muerte Cartel.
Stick it out?
Before, what?
Before he killed somebody?
Too fucking late, he hadn't pull
the trigger on the guy on 7th Street.
And the Sicario sitting gun
He put a bullet in his two
kids all because he fell like it.
I watched his guys
Pack up containers full of meth
and ship them right across state lines.
I was there
When they decapitated women and children.
And you want to say, stick it out.
Fuck you.
Any one of those things that I just described to
you will put this motherfucker in prison for life.
And you got me as a witness to testify to every
single charge all the way down to jaywalking.
What's a big fucking hold up?
Who have you seen commit those crimes?
What? What the fuck is she
talking about? The cartel members.
But not Santiago.
His men. His orders.
How can we prove it?
Do you have an address?
Look, Briggs.
I got no reason to trust this bitch.
Much less be interrogated by a
fucking woman. You better watch it.
But you see her point though.
We can take out his soldiers all day.
But as long as Santiago's
still out there on top
She goes on.
Care for a drink.
Oh, you don't fucking need it.
Don't mind if I do.
What the fuck is that?
I don't care what you think of me but don't think for
a second that you're the only one who's had to suffer.
My agents My best friends infiltrated Santiago's
operation and none of them got to where you are.
In that folder, you will see what
Santiago had his men do to my brothers.
I am begging you from agent to agent
please hold out in honor of my friends
and for the sake of the future of
this community, and for other families
Hold out just a little longer.
Get a certain date and a location
where Santiago's going to meet you
and other cartel members and I
promise you, we will take him out.
You have my word.
(cell phone buzzes)
Oh shit.
(cell phone buzzes)
Ah, you son of a bitch.
What the fuck, motherfuker?
(sinister music)
What, right now?
(sinister music fades)
(intense music)
Don't do shit until the
white boy shows the money.
You know the drill.
(muffled punk music)
Buenos dias.
Why do you boys look so tense for?
Come on guys. This is straight business, man. I can
deal. Plus this sun's not good for my complexion.
Got the product? Depends.
Oh, yeah? On what?
Get your hands off the gun.
Oh.
Huh. I'll tell you what.
- Hey, you talk to fucking much, grab the money.
Oh shit.
Better put a leash on his dog.
- Get the money.
I got your dog right here, homeboy.
Oh.
How's about this.
How's about we do it at the same time, huh?
I will get the money.
You send your little dog
To go get product.
Same time.
We'll feel comfortable, right?
Bueno. Is that how you guys say it? Bueno?
That good?
Something's off.
(intense music builds)
See.
Can all get along right?
Can work together.
Same color blood on the inside.
Right? Is that what they say?
Not like that fake news shit.
We can all share the wealth.
And just like that.
I will be on my way.
Oh shit! Run!
(boom!)
(gunshots)
What the fuck!
(gunshot)
(gunshots)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(rifle shot)
(groaning)
(rifle shot)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(rifle shots)
(gun shot)
Come on!
(gun shot)
Fuckers, man.
Hey, shut the fuck up.
Where are they?
Hill. Nine o'clock. What?
The hill on the left.
You'll see the flash of a scope. I need you
to hit it. I'm gonna come around his left.
(gunshot)
Hey, I need you to listen
or we're both dead, okay.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, look. Hill on the left,
very top. Offload your entire clip.
Okay, I'm gonna flank him.
You got it? Got it.
Yeah. Yeah, you're in?
Okay, don't fuck it up
or we're both fucked.
Now!
(gunfire)
(gunshot)
(pistol shots)
(gunshot)
(bullet hit)
(pistol shots)
(pistol shots)
(gunshot)
(gunfire)
(gunfire)
(gunshot)
(gunfire)
(gunfire)
(click)
(gunfire)
(gunfire)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(groaning)
Please. Please don't. No. No
one will know. No one will know.
I'm just a soldier.
You don't even know my name.
Please, I got kids.
The wife. My boss is dead.
I have nobody here back
to. Please. God, please.
Please.
Okay.
Okay.
(twig snap)
You get that motherfucker, or what?
(sinister music)
No.
What's up, mother fucker? Huh?
You got the balls to face us
up here, but not toe to toe?
There ain't no God.
Just you
(knife slice)
And El Diablo. No.
No, no, no, no!
(stabbing) (screaming)
Hey, boss.
Yeah.
Emilio's the real deal.
Got a lot of tricks up his sleeve.
Yeah, I understand.
Never trust the Aryans again.
Listen learned.
What the fuck am I doing out here?
Listen ah I'ma go back to the
crib and chill out for a little bit, okay.
All right.
Talk to you later, boss.
Hey!
Let's get out of here.
Where'd you learn all that shit?
Call of Duty.
(country song)
(coughing)
Shit is hard.
(Spanish phrase)
(coughing) (laughing)
You think that shit'a hilarious, huh?
Ah, I'm sorry bro. I'm sorry, man.
It's good though.
Thank you.
For what?
For today.
If you didn't do what you did
Boo.
Shit felt off, man. He
kept playing with his gun.
Um hm.
Hey Oscar, can I ask you something?
Hit me.
The two kids the other night?
Did Santiago tell you to do 'em?
Nah.
That was all me.
What?
She wanted it.
Who?
Our queen.
I give him more, she gives me more.
(laughing)
Get the fuck out of here, bro.
You're smoking too much of this shit, man.
It's frying your brain,
making you lose your hair.
She didn't get at you yet?
Seriously?
You've never seen her?
Want to see her right now?
Fuck you.
(creepy music rises)
Seeing is believing, bro.
(chuckling)
(country music cuts out)
It's the way I did it last time.
Gotta set the mood.
Bro, you're high.
Just Just sit back down, bro.
Don't trip potato chip.
I got to set the mood.
(chuckling)
What are you expecting to happen?
What the fuck you put in this?
Little bit of PCP a little
bit of something else.
(intense music)
Fuck.
Why'd you make me smoke this?
I didn't put a gun to your head.
Just let it go. It'll change your life.
(creepy music)
(breathing)
(floor creaks)
(intense breaths)
(floor creaking close)
(tribal music)
(screaming)
(country song returns)
What the fuck happened?
(beep)
(answering machine beep)
Hey, Daniel, um
I know I'm probably being a bit of a pest.
And I know you don't
believe in biblical things but
This is Pastor Lewis.
You ever need anyone to talk to Just
Just know that I'm here.
Inez
Well, you know. Call me anytime.
(answering machine beep)
(eerie music)
(ticking clock)
(gun cocking)
I'm fucking tripping.
I'm really fucking trip pin.
(air burst)
(creaking floor)
(ticking continues)
(floor creaks)
(tribal music)
(intense music builds)
(screaming)
(country music)
(floor creaks)
(impact)
(screaming)
(creaking floor)
(creaking floor)
(creaking floor)
(heart monitor beeps)
You're drunk.
And you're dying.
How do you do it?
Do what?
Daniel?
(country music swells)
(heart monitor beeping)
(heart monitor flat lines)
(car door slams)
Get in and shut the door.
(open door alarm)
(door slam)
Why am I here, Daniel?
Please help me. I'm trying to understand.
Once a week for two years,
I've been calling you with no reply.
All the sudden I tell you
I'm done and you call.
What's up, man?
You ever ah
Witness something, you can't explain?
Like a miracle?
The complete opposite.
I know where you were
the last time we spoke.
Whatever you're involved in.
Whatever inspired you to contact me.
You have to know this.
That if you've seen
evidence of the darkness
Then there's evidence of the light.
(sinister music)
Death is always lurking.
Either choice you make
You're going to die in misery.
From either cancer
Or a fucking bullet.
We're not forced to do evil.
It's a choice.
A choice all of us have to make.
And even under duress, we still
have to make that choice, Daniel.
But the Lord is gracious.
He forgive Peter who denied him?
He forgive Paul was killing his
followers and he'll forgive us if
we're sincere but we can't keep
on doing the works of the devil.
(cell phone vibrates)
(cell phone vibrates)
I gotta go pastor. Okay, Daniel.
You have my number.
You know I'll be praying for you.
(car door alarm)
(door slam)
Hey pastor?
Never mind.
Gotta go.
(car start)
(rap music)
(car driving away)
(birds chirping)
Chavez?
What's up, my boy? How you doing, man?
What's going on?
Vejo wants out, ese.
The fuck you talking about?
What do you mean he want's out?
His boys, man. His boys showed him some stats, or some
shit, about how the people are ODing from the product.
So he said he's not gonna grow no more man, not
for nothing. Not for fedia. Not for nothing, dog.
Said he's out.
Does that motherfuker know
what's gonna if Santiago finds out?
He knows, ese. Hell, maybe your
ass can talk some sense into him, man.
Because he's a great grower, man.
He's always on time. Dependable.
It'd be a waste.
All right, let me talk
to him. All right, man.
Stay here, homie.
Vejo?
Como estas?
What's troubling you?
How can I make it more comfortable?
(creaking trees)
You want out?
There's no out.
There's one way out.
You don't want that for your boys.
Our boss
Shows no mercy.
We tried to convince him
My father's a religious man.
He don't want anything to do with Santiago.
At all costs.
It all costs?
You don't mean that.
Think about your boys.
Think about your familys.
Don't be stubborn.
They're just plants.
Plants.
You grow.
We buy.
What happens on the street is not on you.
It's not your fault.
Look, old man.
The blood is not on you.
(groaning)
Fuck it.
Stubborn ass old man.
What did Santiago say to do to him?
Same shit, chop him up.
Record it. Send all the
tapes to all the other growers.
And keep everybody in line.
(sharpening)
What?
He looks like my pops.
Santiago already made the call.
Nah.
I'm gonna talk to him again.
It's just business. Ain't like
we ain't done this before.
Oscar!
(dramatic music)
Boss.
Chop his son first.
Then him.
Starting at the boot.
(sharpening)
Not you.
You do it.
I ain't doing shit.
(guns cocking)
Chavez.
Get his gun.
You cut his ass up.
You heard him, fucker.
Give it to me.
(camera beep)
Help me God.
Waiting on one.
(dramatic music fades)
(mariachi music starts)
Stand there
In the middle of the shot.
And lift the fucking ax
up so they all can see it.
Good.
And you look in that camera and you say this
is what happens to those who deny their work.
This is what happens to those
(sad music)
Who deny the work.
Nastier motherfuker.
Like you mean it!
This is what happens to
those who deny the work.
Good. Louder! Otra Vez!
This is what happens to
those who deny their work.
Perfecto!
Meaner, nastier, like you mean it!
I'm getting pissed right here!
Good. Use it.
This is what happens to
those who deny their work!
(chop) (scream)
(scream)
(chop) (scream)
(scream) (chop)
(scream) (chop)
(scream) (chop)
(chop) (groan)
(chop) (groan)
(chop) (scream)
(chop) (groan)
(chop) (groan)
(chop)
(chop)
(scream) (chop)
(groan) (chop)
(groan) (chop)
(groan) (chop)
Is this what you wanted?
Huh?
Are you fucking happy?
Turn around and don't look at me.
Wait.
Oscar.
You do him.
(Spanish phrase)
(chop)
(chop)
(chop)
(chop)
(chop)
(chop)
(groaning)
Not easy, this work, is it?
She is pleased with you.
I'll call upon you.
This is your final test.
You've proven your loyalty.
You're familia.
(sinister music)
(sinister music fades)
(sad music)
(answering machine beeps)
Daniel?
(sniffs)
This might sound a little bit strange but
For some reason God put this verse in my head
and I feel like he wants you to hear it. So
It says, ah
Therefore, humbling yourselves
under the mighty hand of God.
So that he may exhault
you at the propper time.
Having cast all of your anxiety
on him because he cares about
you, be of sober Spirit, be
on the alert, your adversary,
the devil prowls around,
like a roaring lion,
seeking whom he may devour.
So resist him. Be firm in your faith.
Knowing that the same experience of suffering is
being accomplished by your brothers and sisters
(sinister music rises)
(dramatic music)
(gun cocks)
(heavy breathing)
(moaning)
(creepy sound)
(distant fireworks)
(pleasant music)
Are you okay?
Yeah. I'm fine.
(gun disarm)
(gasping)
(heart monitor beeping)
(country song on radio)
(pleasant song fades)
(door alarm)
(door close)
How you anging in there Pastor Lewis?
I'm all right.
But right now I'm concerned
about your well being.
(laughing)
You know.
I couldn't be any better.
Something is telling me otherwise.
You know how we sat there and
you talked about the good Lord
forgives everything, and he
forgave Paul for killing his
His children.
I witnessed
Two men
Go into this man's house.
One, put a bullet in the man.
The other one put
A bullet in is two kids.
If what you say is true
and God is almighty
Why do bad things happen to good people?
Why couldn't he stop those two kids
From dying?
Give me an answer to that Pastor Lewis
Explain that to me. Help me see
why I'm so fucked up right now.
Or maybe the reason that
I'm so fucked up right now
Is because they had me chop up
An innocent man today
While his father watched.
When I asked your good Lord for help
And I asked him where he was at
He never showed.
He didn't only forsaken
me, he forsaken that old man.
He forsakened his son.
Please explain to me
Why your God
Feeds his lambs to the slaughter?
(drinking)
(gulp) (breath)
Cat got your tongue Pastor Lewis?
Even serial killers
If they are sincere
Even they can be saved.
And there's another side after this life.
(pleasant song returns)
When you reach there
If you've asked for forgiveness
and embraced the light
When you reach there
You will find a new world
Where the meek inherit the earth.
Beautiful vineyards.
The innocent children will
reign as Kings and Queens.
What about me, Pastor Lewis?
What's gonna happen to me?
I'm never gonna see Inez again.
If you embrace the light,
turning away from this darkness
Accepting the forgiveness
You are going to be
With Inez.
You will be at peace.
I just miss my wife.
She's the only thing that
ever keep me sane in this life.
(sniffs)
I just want to see my wife.
(country song rises)
(cell phone vibrates)
(cell phone vibrates)
(cell phone vibrates)
(beep)
This is Emilio.
You got something more important
than answering your bosses calls?
(laughs) Huh Emilio?
No boss. No, I'm sorry.
I was knocked out.
I'm just fucking with you.
Listen I need you to do something for me.
Yeah, of course.
You remember where we chopped
up that old man? I need to be there
by 6:00 tomorrow morning.
Roger that.
Make sure it's clear of everyone.
Make sure no one's setting us up.
And if somebody is there
by then make sure they pay.
Yeah, yeah.
I will be there tomorrow at
7:00 with the other brothers.
When I get there you
just melt in with the others.
Where we killed the old man.
Don't fuck this up, alright.
Copy that.
I like you, Emilio.
Just make sure you keep it that way.
You can count on me.
(phone hangs up)
Bye.
(country song swells)
(sinister beats)
It's still all up in the air.
There's a chance he calls
of the meeting and we end up
exposing ourselves and botching
our shot for another few years.
It has to be concrete. More concrete?
You asked me to get him to show
up. I'm telling you he's going to show
up tomorrow and all of a sudden
you two motherfukers get cold feet.
There's a lot riding on this.
Then don't fuck it up.
I deliver on what you asked me to do.
What do you want?
You want to serve me on a silver platter?
Feed me to his sicarios? Or maybe you want
another 100,000 kids ODing on fentanyl?
Daniel!
She's on your side.
Then you get her to
pull the fucking trigger.
It has to be certain.
Has to be certain.
I know everybody has a
plan to get hit in the mouth.
(sniffs)
I'll tell you what, though
The only thing that is certain
After all this is said and done
I'm fucking done with it.
(chuckles)
(sinister music)
With all we have on you, and
you're dealing with Santiago?
Murder. Grand Theft Auto.
- Hey?
- Interstate drug trafficking?
Hey! What else?
Fuck you you fucking bitch.
Try it. Hold on, Daniel.
Don't be stupid.
Have a seat.
Everything I did for you.
And everything I did for you. Everything
I've done for my fucking country.
I sat there and I murdered for my country.
Sold drugs for my country.
You know what
Fuck you.
And fuck you.
I'm done with it.
I'm not killing anybody else
For your fucking cause
Or yours.
I'm done with it.
Long nights, huh?
Just breathe, man.
I'm fucking done with it, Briggs.
I know brother. I'm done.
I know I'm done I can't
do this shit no more.
I know.
I got your back.
Breathe.
(mysterious music)
It's starting to warm up.
I'm sorry?
It's starting to warm up.
Say it, Daniel.
Why the fuck would I say that say that?
Say it's starting to warm up.
Say it.
It's starting to warm up.
That's the safety phrase.
The moment you say that
we will take Santiago down.
Dead or alive.
You have my word.
This is on you, Briggs.
(country song begins)
Don't fuck it up.
(chamber slam)
(mag pull)
(gun cock)
(joking)
(door knob jingle)
(crickets chirping)
(door squeak)
(country song ends)
(birds chirping)
(tense music)
You all have been name requested by either myself
or special agent Briggs for this assignment.
If you are successful
You will be known as the men
finally bought Santiago to justice.
The team will finally
brought down the ghost.
So as you know, these are some bad hombres.
They are armed to the teeth with military
grade equipment, and sometimes training.
They will not hesitate to cut
you and your families down
to pieces if he comes between
them and their bottom line.
So if you have the
opportunity to take a shot
Take a shot.
When we arrive the informant and only the informant
will give us the pass phrase to begin the assault.
The phrase begin is a starting to warm up.
You guys know how big this is.
And you know why
we're tight lipped about it.
If it goes south, I don't
want this getting out.
(bird calls)
You know what's at stake?
Either way of Santiago shows
He is not to leave the meeting site
Under no circumstances. Are we clear?
Let's get to work.
(mysterious music)
(birds chirping)
What's he going?
Insurance policy.
Ow.
Alright.
(creaking tree)
(birds chirping)
(car approaching)
Here we go.
(mariachi music)
(car passing)
(car pulling up)
Right here? Yeah.
(door slam)
Emilio, my boy.
Not too early for you, is it?
I'm good.
You're a true soldier, Emilio.
There you are.
Let's just hope these Culiacan
bastards don't stand us up this time, huh.
Let's hope.
(truck driving up)
They're early.
It is what it is.
Doesn't change the thing.
(distant rap music)
(truck approaching)
(loud rap)
(tires squeal)
(break squeaks)
(gun cocks)
(opening doors)
(door slam)
(door slam)
(knife slice)
Bienvendos hermanos.
(trunk opening)
(body fall)
(choking)
What about his family?
They were part of the deal.
They tried running into public.
We had to do them right there.
(choking)
Doesn't pay down the wrong
friends. Does it, compa?
At least you'll have a
consultation that it wasn't your fault.
You just chose the
wrong people to care for.
(choking)
It's sad when you say it
like that, you know, it's
For me it's business. For
you it's fucking life, man.
(choking)
At least you'll see your family soon, huh.
(choking)
Emilio?
(choking)
Emilio, you death?
No boss.
Show me his face.
(choking)
(choking)
(choking)
(sinister music)
It's starting to warm up, isn't it, Daniel?
(mysterious music)
Shit.
(gun cocks)
Motherfuker.
(gunshot)
(body fall)
(blood pouring)
(intense music)
(gunshots)
For the love of God, let him
go. He has nothing to do with this.
Daniel?
(distant gunshots)
(choking)
(sad music)
(distant gunshot)
He can even use this, brother.
(gun cocks)
(gunshot)
(hit)
(dramatic music)
(grunt)
(distant gunfire)
(wind)
(stab)
(blood pouring)
(dramatic music rises)
No, no. Please. Please.
(gunshot)
(distant gunfire)
(stab)
(slice) (groan)
(blood pouring)
(body fall)
(dramatic music swells)
(birds chirping)
(dramatic music fades)
(upbeat country song)
(screaming)
(stabbing)
(moaning)
(wretching)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(machine gunfire)
(shotgun blast)
(machine gunfire)
(gunshot)
(machine gunfire)
(gunshot)
(gunshots)
(moaning)
Go get that motherfucker! Go!
(gunshot)
(distant gunshots)
(distant gunshots)
(grunt)
(groan)
(distant gunshots)
(grunt)
(groan)
(approaching steps)
(shotgun blast)
(shotgun blast)
(gun cocking)
(crying)
(crying)
(crying)
(country song on radio)
Whoa. Whoa, whoa. Hold up.
Look I don't need no trouble Mr.
Get out the fucking car.
Hold up just a minute, alright. I got-
Oh, calm down.
Take it easy alright. Just take
it. Easy. Be careful with that.
(door closes)
Scoot back. Okay.
Don't try nothing funny.
I'm not okay.
(distant gunshot)
Whoa.
I can't let you take that
car, Mr. It don't belong to me.
Put the gun down, sir.
You're dead.
I got cartel after me.
(distant gunfire)
Cartel?
(distant gunfire)
That's an awful lot of blood, Mr.
I can't let you take it. I'm on my way, I'm on my way
to a mission down in Tacate. That food in the back
that's for them and they need it desperate.
Listen.
Why don't you let me help you?
(shotgun blast)
Oh geeze.
(gun cocking)
Get in the car or we're both dead.
Drive old man.
(distant gunshots)
(car speeding off)
(distant gunshots)
(sinister music)
The bitch ran off.
Where?
Over there somewhere up there.
Then go find him.
Fuck that.
(gun cocking)
Does it look like I'm
asking you a question?
Okay.
Si.
Santiago.
(sinister music swells)
Vamos.
You need to get to a
hospital, Mr. You need stitches.
No hospitals.
Well, well. Where do you
want me to take you then?
(creepy music rises)
(fishing line clicking)
(groaning)
Ah.
(coughing)
That ain't gonna get her done, son.
Listen, you need some serious
help. What you need is a doctor.
(rising impact)
(wondrous music)
(birds chirping)
(birds chirping)
(heart monitor beeping)
(wind blowing)
(sinister music)
(intense music)
(whoosh)
(ticking clock)
(distant country song on radio)
(country song closer)
Oh you're up.
Good.
I wouldn't be making too many quick moves.
I ain't stitched nobody up since Nam.
(chuckled)
Why?
Have a seat son.
Go on.
(groaning)
(grunt)
Oh.
Why didn't you turn me over to the cops?
Oh, well.
Why do any of us do things we do?
That might be the bigger question.
And you're here now, ain't you.
(chair scrape)
Black or creamer?
I'm good.
Well, black then.
(coffee pouring)
That's strong but that might
just be the best medicine.
(sip)
Why are you doing this old man?
From what you know I could have killed you.
Yeah, you could have.
But you didn't.
You know, you start
getting to be my age and
You're gonna start
looking back on your life.
I did.
Things I'd done I shouldn't have done.
(gunshot)
Things I didn't do, I should have.
How is she?
She's fucking dying.
I'm so sorry.
Let me pray with you. No.
So, I figured I
I'd take this time to try to, to
make right most that I could.
I tell you
Them last years with my wife,
they was the best we ever had.
Go put your nose in your fucking book.
And leave me the fuck alone.
So I figure I've set everything
about as, about as right as I can.
Except for this
This one thing, this
This one debt
I don't reckon I could ever repay.
Saigon 75.
We was pulling out. Loading
up and getting out of there.
I was heading to the transport
and this hand reached out and
Grabbed me by the arm
and spun me around and
It was this
South Vietnamese Soldier, just a
Just a boy.
Was one of those fellas
I'd been training up.
(sad music)
I remember that pleading in his eyes and
That broken English.
Please don't go.
And them other soldiers reached out
and pulled him up on that truck and
They drove off for that fight.
I reckon
Most of them lost their lives.
Either
Shot and killed, or
Captured and tortured to death.
That whole time just hoping and
praying that we'd change our minds.
Well, we didn't.
I'm
Done
Turning tail to save my own Hyde.
And I figure if there's anything I can
do to help somebody else, well that's
That's good enough for me.
And just recent I found myself
on my knees praying to God, for
Well, some sort of
Atonement, you know, for my sins.
There's no doubt in my mind that this
right here is him answering my prayers.
And I'll tell you something else, son
I got a feeling he's giving
you the same opportunity.
(impact)
(wind)
(birds chirping)
And I think you should take it.
(sad music fades)
(truck pulling up)
(intense music)
That them?
You got to get out of here, old man.
And go where? There ain't
nothing but desert for miles.
Then hide.
No, I'll be fine.
They're gonna kill you, old man.
Take this. Get out back.
I'll keep these fellas busy.
(gate rattling)
You hand me your gun, you get
out back. I'll take care of the cartel.
Don't take this blessing for me, son.
Why are you doing this, old man?
I ain't shit to you.
I ain't doing this for you, son. (Laughing)
One day maybe you'll
understand why. Now get!
Thank you.
Oh, don't thank me, son. Thank God.
(knocking)
Old man.
Open the door.
I can see the car outside.
Nobody needs to be killed today.
(door kicked it)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
(sad music swells)
(sad music fades)
(intense music)
(silenced gunshot)
(shotgun blast)
(groaning)
(panting)
It makes sense now.
They held it back from me until the end.
(laughing)
You were always a pig.
All them flashy skills.
(chuckles)
You thought you was good.
(laughing)
You think you better than us?
She don't care where the blood comes from,
as long as she gets hers.
(gunshot) (scream)
(gunshot)
You're a slave.
Ain't no turning back now.
(intense music swells)
(gunshot)
(intense music)
(gunshots)
(gunshots)
(shotgun blast)
Oh, you son of a bitch.
(loud blast)
(gunfire)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
Hey, get over here.
(blood dripping)
(impact) (children playing)
(tense music)
You think I fear death, huh?
(spit)
You think I didn't know
this was coming from me?
You live by the sword, you
die by the sword, you hear.
This is our life!
(click)
You're out of bullets.
(pistol slams)
(western music)
Emilio?
Daniel?
I'm
I'm not ready for this.
(crying)
(loud blast)
(dramatic music)
How do you do it?
Cause in this life
there's suffering, misery
There is death.
I'm a part of it.
I've done wrong in so many ways.
What have you done?
You're the greatest person I know.
We all have.
But no matter what we've done.
Who we've hurt.
All that matters is that we trust in him.
(inspirational music)
And he's suffered too.
He suffered too.
With nails through his hands,
hanging naked like a criminal.
But in his suffering he saved the world.
He uses everything to get us back to him.
To crush our pride.
He can even use this, Daniel.
What other answer is there my love?
Where else is there life?
(shotgun cocking)
(intense music)
(loud blast)
(woman crying)
(gun cocking)
(mysterious music)
Only he one calls on
the Sinners can save us.
Can save you.
Not me.
Only him.
(dramatic music builds)
Forgive me.
(gunshot)
(birds chirping)
(distant children playing)
(wind)
(loud bird chirps)
(children playing)
(children calling)
(happy country music)
(country song swells)
I don't deserve this.
I don't deserve this.
I don't deserve to be here.
(footsteps)
(country song continues)
(country song fades)
(sad song)