Six o'clock.
-Go dark. -Copy that.
Keep it tight. No sound.
Get down! Get down!
-On your knees! -Get down!
Jamal Al Din.
Where is Jamal Al Din?
Get up.
Mama!
You wanna die?
No sweat off my ass.
Jamal Al Din.
You磖e gonna tell me.
-Okay? -Stand! Stand against the wall!
Against the wall!
-Get your hands behind your head! -Come on! Over here! Don磘 move!
-Turn around. -Right there, right there!
Jamal Al Din, or you go:
Good.
Move.
Hello, hombre.
-l磍l call you when l get there. -Sounds good.
Go to your right.
-Thanks. -Yeah.
Oh, really? Why don磘 we get personal with it, right?
This is Jack Robideaux.
He磗 joining us from the Homicide Division...
...of the New Orleans Police Department.
Looks a little crazy, doesn磘 he?
Hey, buddy, what磗 the rabbit磗 first trick?
Grab a seat, Mr. Dolittle.
We were just going over an action-item list from the FBl.
There磗 a new breed of smugglers and dealers...
...who are operating in this region.
The guys we磖e talking about could be former American military:
Navy SEALs, Rangers, Delta, some of our best.
Those bloody mercenaries coming back from the war...
...and something snaps.
Now they磖e looking for the biggest available paycheck.
And right now that paycheck is coming from the drug lords...
...just across the border.
There磗 one common link: They磛e all served with this man.
Now, we don磘 know his name, but he is making his mark.
These guys aren磘 thugs.
They磖e a well-funded mercenary army with a sizable bankroll.
And if this escalates...
...this could turn into a real war on American soil.
Any questions?
Okay, that磗 all.
Mr. Robideaux, can you wait a second?
Captain Ramona Garcia. Welcome.
Don磘 think l磎 gonna cut you any slack because you磖e new.
This is not New Orleans, the rules are different...
...and if you can磘 work with them, you磍l be in deep shit with me.
-Yes. -There are two reasons...
...for getting into border patrol.
Either you wanna uphold the law...
...or you wanna beat the shit out of illegals for kicks.
-No, that磗 not-- -Columbus is a very violent town.
Stay out of trouble with the locals. Am l making myself clear?
Yes, ma碼m.
Good. We磍l get you partnered up.
l work best alone.
Not in my unit you don磘.
-Your rabbit got a name? -Yeah. Jack.
Pretty creative on your part.
l would rather spend time with my aunt Flora...
...than spend another weekend with you.
Motel Stepburn on Highway 31 four miles outside of town...
...is not a weekend getaway.
-Yeah, yeah, l know. -Well, why you done that?
Forty hours in a cramped room...
...with stale pizza, horrible lighting and bad sex.
Shut up, Lexxi!
Good times.
l wouldn磘 laugh if l were you.
l might just find someone more interesting.
Hey.
-What磍l you have, cowboy? -A cheeseburger and a Coke, please.
You hear that, Jed?
He said 创please.创 Now, why can磘 you be more like him?
Your Coke.
And for your little rabbit.
Thank you.
l磍l have your burger in a second.
And if there磗 anything else you need, sweetie, l磎 Lexxi.
That磗 quite a bunny you have there.
Now, that磗 not very nice, ignoring me when l磎 talking to you.
Especially since you磛e already shown what a gentleman you are.
-Jed. -Shut up, Lexxi.
l think Lexxi likes you, and that means l don磘.
l磎 just trying to have a meal.
l磎 trying to figure where you get off making me look bad with my girl.
-Check, please. -Okay.
l guess not.
-Let磗 go. -We need to get going, hon.
Good evening.
But it wasn磘 my fault.
She asked for my help. l helped her. Then she comes back at me with that.
What could l do? Everybody磗 playing with me, man.
-Damn. -You need to listen to me.
l told you yesterday not to mix it up with the locals.
Then you went and kicked the shit out of four guys at Connie磗 bar.
l have enough problems without your bullshit.
Don磘 mistake these tits for weakness, Jack.
l have no problem sending you back to New Orleans.
Yes, ma碼m.
This is your new partner, Agent Pawnell.
He磗 gonna keep your nose clean, or l磍l kick both your asses.
-Crouching tiger, hidden rabbit. -Nice to meet you.
lt won磘 happen again.
Agent Pawnell is one of our more talented officers.
And, Jack, all you need to do is shut up and listen.
l understand my job, ma碼m. l磍l just observe.
Hey, man, she likes you.
That磗 her way of being friendly?
Yeah. Of course she磗 hot. Hottest girl in Columbus. Crazy hot.
l can barely take her anyplace without causing a scene.
Hell, l磍l even introduce you to her sister. She磗 a looker.
lf you don磘 mind a little extra meat.
Earth to Jack.
-l磎 listening. -So tell me about you.
Nothing to tell.
Sure there is. For one, what磗 the deal with the rabbit?
Rabbits...
...don磘 make a sound.
Pancho Villa himself.
The only place in America to endure a ground invasion...
...and they put a statue and build a memorial for the son of a bitch.
Every day we磖e dodging bullets from the Mexican side.
These coyotes seem to know our moves before we even make them.
More guys have died this year than the previous 1 0. lt磗 crazy.
Either they磖e listening to our coms...
...or they got someone on the inside.
Hey, Millie磗 gonna pick me up tomorrow.
Be careful with the company wheels, man.
See you at 1 1 . Action doesn磘 start until after lunch.
Cool, man.
Who is your friend, Billy?
Hey, baby. This is my new partner, Jack.
Nice to meet you, ma碼m.
Come on, baby. Jack磗 gotta be heading back to work.
-Have a good night. -See you later, man.
-Good night. -Good night, man.
l have to sleep.
Got a job to do.
Jack.
We got a potential Code 1 9 at Highway 1 1 and Craft Road.
Let磗 roll.
They磍l sneak in from another direction. Let磗 go.
Jack. What the hell are you doing?
Trust me.
That was a diversion.
l磎 telling you, they磖e gonna come through here.
And if they do, we磖e out of here.
We磍l come back when they get us the right equipment.
What have we here?
What do you see?
About 1 0 runners and the coyote. Right in front of us.
-All right, let磗 go get them. -l don磘 think so.
What are we supposed to do, let them go free?
Look closer.
My wife and kids need me to come home alive.
Over there.
Don磘 move. Pawnell?
On your knees! On your knees!
Do it, asshole!
What you have in here? Heroin?
Por favor, what?
Don磘 move.
Good job, buddy.
Enjoy.
Yo, Jack, what you doing, man?
-Pawnell, stay there. -Put some cuffs on the kid.
And call the bomb squad.
Come on. Move it. They磖e near.
l need the bomb squad.
Repeat, bomb squad at Highway 1 1 and Alberta.
-Copy that. -We磖e right behind you. Don磘 move.
l磎 on my way.
They磖e on their way.
-Okay, let磗 go. -Let磗 go. Get them in.
-We磖e coming. -All right, you in?
-Hold on. -Lock it in.
Let磗 get four.
-You磖e on standby. -Coming through.
All right, he磗 good to go.
Let磗 move, people.
Oh, boy, l don磘 believe this.
Okay.
Sir, you really need to get behind the safety wall.
-l understand, but-- -This is not a request, sir.
Welcome to Columbus. Hell of a first day.
Get back.
lt磗 an optical, fiber-based seal C-casing.
Get down!
Oh, man.
Bring the medics.
-No. -Come on, come on!
Paramedics, man down!
Come on.
Hold on.
Walk carefully.
Everything okay, sir?
lt was until you showed up, loco.
Has everything been arranged?
Benito磗 contact just called. Vehicles are ready.
Thank you for coming.
Meeting in this barn is not meant to be a sign of disrespect.
No, my friend, associate with the common folk.
lt keeps me grounded.
The smell of horse shit always reminds us where we came from.
What is he, your shadow? l don磘 like the look he磗 giving me.
He磗 got my best interest at heart.
So do l. l磎 here to make you an offer.
We divide the border equally.
An interesting offer.
There磗 plenty for both of us.
The more we fight amongst ourselves the less money we make.
What磗 going on?
Easy, friend. Take it easy.
l just got a message from your boss.
This is highly classified information straight from Quantico.
Benjamin Meyers currently controls all of the smuggling in this area...
...and he磗 ramping up the shipments.
Over 50,000 illegal immigrants...
...are crossing this section of the border each year.
Every one of them could be carrying up to a kilo of heroin...
...like we saw yesterday.
lmagine the flood...
...if even only 1 0 percent of these people are carrying.
Great. So now we磖e gonna need a goddamn bomb squad...
...to inspect everyone who slips through the fence.
Exactly.
By incorporating C-4 explosive devices into the equation...
...and using illegal immigrants in this way...
...it gives him a cheap and deadly pipeline into the U.S.
C-4, you can shoot it...
...you can cut it in half, you can step on it...
...and it will not detonate without some type of remote-control device.
So be careful out there, but watch for the decoys.
Officially, Meyers was KlA in Afghanistan.
Now, we have intel that by the end of his tour...
...Meyers was heavily involved in the opium trade with a Sheikh Ahman.
He磗 in the center. Now, these men are heavy hitters.
Sir, we getting any new equipment? National Guard gonna lend a hand?
Yeah, as you know, this is a hot topic and it磗 an election year.
Right now, you men are the only ones on the line.
That磗 it.
-Nice. Good choice of color, Jack. -Matches your eyes.
Get yourself a coffee.
Yeah.
Listen, Jack. l thought l磀 speak to you before l speak to--
You okay?
What l tell you stays between us, right?
The night l introduced you to my wife, she screwed my brains out...
...like we were teenagers.
Eyes closed the whole time.
You know what that means, right?
lt means she was thinking about someone else.
Even if it was you, l couldn磘 do anything about it.
Because you had to go and save my life.
What the hell am l supposed to do?
l don磘 know, man.
l know you got some money, my man.
Pull over.
Get up.
Real smart, huh? You want to go down like this?
Hey, don磘 shoot. l got something for you here.
Easy, man.
lt磗 from my boss. He said, 创Don磘 work too hard.创
Yeah.
Jack!
Damn.
Shit.
Nice.
l would expect this from him, but from you too? Asshole.
Ma碼m, we were patrolling--
lt磗 on me. lt has nothing to do with him.
l am gonna kick you all the way back to New Orleans, to jail in New Orleans.
We don磘 need this here. ln case you haven磘 noticed...
...we only have 1 841 people in this town.
Eighteen hundred and thirty-nine now.
-They were trying to-- -l need every man l have.
But l am willing to lose anyone that makes trouble.
So who is this new local hero?
l磎.... l磎 having a re-election gala tomorrow night at the civic center.
-You should stop by. -Thank you.
Hero like you can make all the difference in an election.
Sort of story the newspapers love.
He can help me convince the voters Columbus is getting safer.
With crime up 25 percent?
So who are they gonna believe, the numbers or the hero?
-l磎.... l磎 having a re-election gala.... -And what is this?
-Got it today from our friend. -y ou should stop by.
Thank you.
Who is this guy? Why isn磘 he on our payroll?
Well, he turned us down. Capped two of our boys.
Not a typical border-patrol agent, if you ask me.
Keep an eye on him. Tell me everything you find out.
y ou are now connected to the SA T-phone link.
Be advised that we have received your report...
...and will be in touch with you.
lt磗 all set to expedite the new shipments.
-Transmission completed. -Data received.
-Hey, how you doing? -How are you?
l...
...wanna offer my apologies for the other day.
Please.
Accepted.
-Can l pet your bunny? -No.
l磎 glad to see that you boys are getting along now.
Mr. Jack, l saw you on the news last night.
A hero in our bar.
Okay, then, sweetie, you can have whatever you want. You just name it.
A cheeseburger and a Coke, please.
Coming right up.
That磗 about right. Yeah. No.
Go on, drink it up.
lt磗 on the house, cowboy. Enjoy.
Thank you.
l sure hope you磖e not one of those angry drunks.
l don磘 drink, but if l don磘 get my caffeine....
So you never get trigger-happy on Bourbon Street?
No, ma碼m.
Spare me the 创yes, ma碼m,创 创no, ma碼m创 crap.
Yes, sir.
How we doing?
-Came out to just over 3 tons, sir. -Oh, that磗 good.
Real good.
Did you know...
...l was once an illegal immigrant myself?
When l was 3...
...my father decided he was done working in dusty fields...
...that never grew anything.
And when he finally came to get me and my mother...
...he was shot and killed.
l磎 sorry.
How did you get in?
l磎 just fucking with you.
My father is a patent attorney in El Paso.
He磗 a yuppie.
So why the story?
l like to remember, when we磖e patrolling the border...
...that we磖e all travelers in this world.
And but for the grace of God, we could be in their shoes.
So, what about you, chilito?
And what磗 the deal with this rabbit?
He磗 smaller than a dog and cuter than a rat.
Smart-ass.
For a minute, l thought you were going to be nice.
You sleeping all right?
-Yeah. -Don磘 bullshit me.
Okay, no.
What keeps you going?
The rabbit.
-That磗 it. l am walk-- -What are you doing?
-l am walking you home. Come on. -Nobody walks here.
-Everybody takes their truck. -We磖e walking.
Well, don磘 get any funny ideas.
You磖e piss-drunk and l磎 holding a rabbit.
So, what time you gonna be picking me up tomorrow?
Around 1 1 .
Ten.
Okay, okay. Ten it is.
But what about Aunt Flora?
Exactly how much?
Six thousand and twenty-three-point-six pounds, sir.
All triple-wrapped in carbon paper...
...and vacuum-packed in titanium lined with plastic. Now, watch this.
-Thank you, NAFTA. -Now, this is an airtight seal.
You could put this thing into orbit. Not that you磀 have to.
There is no dog on Earth that could detect it.
And add to this the customs agent we purchased...
...we磖e not gonna have a problem.
And if the shit hits the fan?
Titanium-plated armor, dual-enforced steel-capped tires.
lt磗 a B-29 Superfortress.
Oh, yes.
My bad.
Hey, where you going, Jack?
Change back to my civvies.
Damn, it磗 cold. Even my butt is frozen.
Bet you thought New Mexico was toasty all the time, didn磘 you, Jack?
Yep.
Good boy. Good boy.
Yes.
May l see your lD, please?
Where are you headed, Father?
We are going to assist at the new cathedral in Las Cruces.
Thank you for your cooperation.
Agent Webster, possible situation, Checkpoint 4. Copy?
He marked us.
Rally up!
Get down! Get down, everybody! Get down! Get going!
Get down! Get down! Get down!
Get down, everybody! Get down! Get down! Get down!
Tell everyone to shut up and hold on.
Shut up and stay in your seats!
Shut up.
All units, multiple automatic weapons, several casualties reported.
All units, establish blockades in the northbound lanes of Highway 1 1...
...at the Main Street bridge.
Let磗 go.
-Give me a gun up front. -Get a gun up front.
You heard him! Get up there!
We got him.
Bridge. Let磗 go for the bridge.
Hold on.
lt磗 that same agent.
Shit.
The border. We can磘 go into Mexico.
Fuck the border.
This is not good.
Check the merchandise.
Are you ready for this?
-Jack. -Yeah?
Let磗 move.
-l am U.S. agent. -Yes.
Because of him, the Federales now have $35 million of my heroin.
So l want him here, l want him alive...
...and l want him now.
This is all we could find on him, sir.
l have a problem.
Agent Jack Robideaux and Agent Pawnell...
...disappeared in Mexico during the chase.
Pawnell磗 wife is gone and his house is empty.
What a nightmare.
l need your help.
l磍l never understand you Americans.
Can磘 you fight each other in su pa韘?
Why?
Why do you have to bring it here?
l can assure the people of Columbus...
-That磗 exactly what l磎 saying. -...that l will do everything l can...
...to bring the perpetrators of this vile crime to justice.
Will you excuse me a moment?
Captain Garcia?
What about our boy...
...Agent Robideaux?
He didn磘 show up to my party.
He磗 in a district jail in Palomas.
Well, we better do everything we can...
...to get him back here in time for the election.
People are upset.
l磎 bleeding votes here.
Ladies and gentlemen, l don磘 know if l answered all your questions.
Time to leave, muchacho.
Detail, forward march.
Come right, march.
Detail, halt.
Right face.
Cover.
Parade rest.
This is a day of mourning.
A day to honor those brave agents...
...that have made the ultimate sacrifice to protect us.
l ask that you please respect their memory.
God bless America.
Detail, forward march.
Hello? Ramona? Ramona, is that you?
-Emile? -S? it磗 me.
-Where are you? -l磎 not sure. l don磘 know.
Okay, just relax. Just tell me where you are.
l think l磎 at a place-- Las Palomas.
Stay there.
Just listen to me. Stay right there. l磎 on my way.
Thanks for joining us, Jack.
l磛e had my eye on you.
l磎 certain you wanted to meet me as well...
...otherwise you wouldn磘 have gone to all this trouble.
So, what you gonna do now, hero?
No more bullshit.
lt磗 time for the truth.
You can磘 just be a border-patrol agent.
Those guys are like dogs yapping at the fence.
-l磎 a border-patrol agent. -That磗 a good one, yeah.
Your partner told me that story.
New Orleans cop, pretty convenient with the hurricane.
Who can argue with that?
But l磎 Special Forces, Jack...
...surrounded by the finest fighters in the world.
So l know you磖e no fucking beat cop.
l磎 not a beat cop.
l磎 just a border-patrol--
Border-patrol agent. Right.
Who you working for, Jack?
NSA? FBl? Homeland Security?
The State Department?
l磎 a border-patrol agent.
He磗 more stubborn than l thought.
Did they train you how to withstand torture?
Because they trained me how to administer it.
Sorry, Jack. But, you, you deserve this.
ls that all you got, bitch?
Oh, l get that you don磘 care about your own life...
...but l have a feeling you care about others.
Don磘 listen to him, Jack.
My dad always said flowers would shut up a woman.
He was wrong.
Your father is a piece of shit.
You tell me who sent you...
...or l swear l磍l blow her fucking brains out.
Three, and she磗 dead.
One.
Two.
Okay. Okay, okay, l磍l tell you.
Don磘 hurt her.
Okay, l will tell you.
l had a family.
And then....
And then...
...my daughter died from your drugs.
She died because of your greed.
Because of your disrespect for human life.
She was barely 1 6.
l buried her three months ago.
At her grave, l swore l would kill you.
l磎 really sorry about your loss, Jack.
l must ask, why me?
l don磘 go anywhere near New Orleans...
...so you shouldn磘 have a personal vendetta against me.
l磎 just a little fish in a big pond full of much bigger sharks.
-For me, it磗 the same. -Oh, yeah, l believe you. Yeah.
You磖e a real American hero.
Just like these guys...
...our fallen brothers in Afghanistan...
...the soldiers there. Jack, don磘 get me started.
-This is my vendetta. -The war was never about you, man.
You fuck with me, my business...
...you make it about me.
Now, l want you...
...to beg for her life.
Do it.
Okay.
Please...
...shoot me.
lt磗 not her fault.
That might be the most suck-filled begging l磛e ever seen.
You can save the world, but you can磘 save her.
Just like your daughter. Oh, yeah.
Wrong detonator.
See, the Federales confiscated $35 million of my assets.
Guess what.
lt is my lucky day.
The American government and its people go absolutely ape-shit...
...when two Americans cross the border.
But when real-life heroes, like ourselves...
...go missing, take a bullet, does anyone care?
So, what does Uncle Sam see in you that l don磘?
Untie me and find out.
You know, l can take what l want...
...when l want.
Okay, bring him in.
-Emile? -Sorry, Ramona.
He has nothing to do with this.
Let me show you how this works.
No! No!
The Federales want you back.
There is no guarantee as to how you磍l be returned to them.
lnjured, maimed or in body bags. Do you want that?
They磖e all yours.
Put them in the wine cellar.
y ou are now connected to the SA T-phone link.
l磛e just heard some very disturbing news...
-...that you磛e lost our merchandise. -lt磗 all under control, sir.
Under control?
Losing a multimillion-dollar shipment is not an example of being in control.
-l磍l get it back. -y ou know the rules.
At some point, we will be out of options. Consider yourself notified.
Can you have a conversation with Sheikh Ahman?
-And l磍l contact you in 50 minutes. -Data received.
Transmission completed.
Pawnell.
l磎 real sorry, Jack.
But don磘 hate the player, hate the game.
lt磗 all about the money. Twenty G磗 to turn a blind eye.
You could磛e had some too. But, no, you had to spoil my gravy.
-l can磘 have that. -You know that wife of yours?
She磗 got a reputation.
She likes sex so much...
...she磍l suck any cock bigger than yours.
ln fact, if you kiss her...
...you can taste every man in town.
Station 1 2.
-This is Ramona Garcia. -Excuse me?
l磎 your goddamn head of border patrol in New Mexico.
-What can l do for you? -l磍l tell you what you can do.
l am at the Casa del Mar, just south of Las Palomas.
That磗 in Mexico, ma碼m.
Don磘 tell me l磎 in Mexico. l know l磎 in Mexico, motherfucker...
...and l know you磖e in the United States.
l need backup right away and it磗 the kind that comes with guns.
l don磘 care how you磖e gonna do it, just make sure they send everyone.
l need everything you have.
This is our best chance to bring down the Meyers cartel.
-What was your name again? -Connors, ma碼m.
Thank you. l won磘 forget it. Now do it.
y ou磛e been notified and warned. Do not contact us.
-l repeat, do not contact us again. -Just give me 2 4 hours.
Connection terminated.
We gotta wrap this up.
Hey, get some guns down there now!
lt磗 time to kill the cowboy.
They磖e emptying out all of our accounts.
So the only assets we have left are here.
So you need to start to load the truck.
Did you see any cars?
There磗 a hangar over there.
Give me the shotgun. l磍l cover you.
Let磗 go.
Mr. Benjamin Meyers?
Ernesto, this is not a good time.
You磖e telling me. We just got orders from the States.
We磖e sending my soldiers to rescue the Americans and to...
-...arrest you. -Fuck them.
How much time do l have?
l will stall as long as l can...
...but l don磘 think you have more than 20 minutes.
Thank you.
Hey, amigo...
...don磘 forget, you owe me.
All right, let磗 go.
Open the back.
Come on, guys, let磗 move it.
Guys, let磗 move.
Go on, get it in there. Quick.
-That one next. All right, all right. -Quickly.
All right, cover what you can. Hold them off.
Go.
Clear.
Go.
You know what, Jack?
Dying ain磘 such a bad thing, you know?
l guess that磗 why l磎 still here. Right?
But you should have ran when you had the chance.
You fuck!
You fuck.
See, going into battle teaches you a few things about yourself.
You磖e only truly alive when you磖e about to kill.
We both want to live.
-You know that. -Yeah.
But l磎 the one holding the gun.
Oh, you磖e a sick son of a bitch. Do you know that?
lt磗 time to die.
You got beat by a regular cop.
What took you so long?
l磎 sorry. l had to take a little siesta.
Good work, my friends. l磛e been trying to clean this town up for years.
Thank you for your help.
A little help, but still help.
Jack?
We磍l find him. This place isn磘 that big.
l磎 sorry about Emile.
Yeah.
He was a great man. He was my uncle.
l got him that job when l made captain.
He didn磘 want anyone to know that we were related.
-He always had-- -Had a smile on his face.
Yeah.
So are you gonna tell me what磗 so special about this rabbit?
My daughter, Kassie...
...it was hers.
Time to pack.
Jack?
Why is his name Jack...
...Jack?
My daughter thought...
...it would be funny.
You know, l think it磗 time you go back to New Orleans...
...and put your life back together again.
-Yeah. -l磎 sure your wife is waiting for you.
Yeah.