What the hell's going on?
No, it just happened.
Everything went black.
We got juice.
Yeah... sir, they just went back on.
How the hell should I know?
Holy shit.
Shut the border.
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♪ My heart ♪
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♪ Our love will be mistaken. ♪
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Who are you?
Marco Ruiz.
Chihuahua State Police.
Who are you?
Sonya Cross.
El Paso Homicide.
You know who she is?
She's American.
Okay.
Lorraine Gates, the judge.
There's a gal asking to talk to the cop in charge.
She's American.
The car came from El Paso.
It's ours.
Okay.
Detective Sonya Cross.
You have information?
No, we just need to cross the bridge.
Oh.
You'll have to wait.
We can't wait.
My husband is having a heart attack.
This is a crime scene.
We need a hospital.
The bridge is closed.
Wait...
I... I can pay you
to let us cross.
Ma'am...
you can't cross.
There are rules.
This is a crime scene.
I can't let you through.
What were you doing in Juarez?
Don't you know danger?
We were just looking at some horses.
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Officer...
- what was the make and model of the car? - I don't know.
It's your job to know.
Our job is border security and interdiction,
not dead bodies, ma'am.
The car would've crossed over into Juarez...
And that makes it Mexico's problem.
Stop... hey!
Stop!
Hey!
Stop!
Who authorized that?
Huh?
I did.
You compromised the scene.
Her husband was very sick.
What's your name, again?
Marco Ruiz.
Badge number?
He needed a hospital.
There are hospitals in Mexico.
They're American, they wanted an American hospital.
Why does that matter?
It does.
Here.
No right.
This is a U.S. case.
I don't need your body.
Just this morning, I got nine heads
in the parking lot of City Hall.
Why tell me that?
We've got our own dead.
How do you let that happen?
Okay, muchachos.
The guerare taking the body, I'm going back to sleep.
For your tears.
Are you the one?
Yes.
I am the one.
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Shh.
No, no, no, esperate.
I'm done.
Whoa!
Oh, shit.
He said it's a routine procedure.
Nothing to it.
Charlotte...
I'm right here.
I saw the other side.
I mean the goddamned hereafter.
Oh, I know.
Made me realize...
you got to get your life right.
My life is just right.
Charlotte...
I have to tell you something.
Okay.
I don't love you.
I want a divorce.
Are you sure it's Judge Gates?
In two pieces.
Damn.
The Mexicans didn't want the body.
The feds?
They don't know yet.
Well, they will.
Border patrol,
DEA, ICE, FBI...
come morning, they'll all be sticking their beaks in.
It's mine, Hank.
Yeah, right now, it is.
So you know the feds are gonna want in.
Can you protect me?
Yeah, I'll do my level best.
How the hell do you work this thing?
What?
Lorraine Gates on the bridge of the Americas.
I think somebody's trying to send a message.
What kind of message?
Well, she's anti-immigration,
she believes in the wall, anti-dream act.
Hell, she don't like Mexicans,
thinks they ought to stay in Mexico.
Have you told the family yet?
I'm on my way now.
It's the middle of the night
and there are children in that house.
I know.
So tread lightly.
Their mother was murdered...
there's no other way to say it.
Right, well, remember
eye contact, all right?
Right.
I will.
Good morning, Lieutenant.
Good morning, Miss Kitty.
How in the Sam Hill do you work this thing?
I just go to Starbucks.
When was the last time you talked to your wife?
She, uh...
she was going to Austin for a conference.
Flying?
No, she drove.
I called her around 10:30 but...
there was no answer.
She was dead by then.
Excuse me?
Wh... which is...
is very sad for you.
Yeah.
Would you like a glass of water?
How was she killed?
I mean, what did they do to her? Did...
we have two little kids.
Would you like a glass of water?
No.
I'm gonna need your phone.
Okay.
Password-protected?
I don't even know how to do that.
Any recent threats?
Judges get lots of threats.
That's why I'm asking.
She just made a ruling against some Mexicans.
You know, stopping them from standing on
the corners looking for work.
Why?
Why what?
Why can't they stand at a corner?
Uh...
it's a traffic issue.
You have a right to stand on a public street.
And to signal by your presence in that
particular place that you're looking for day work.
What the hell are you talking about?
Any affairs?
No!
Of course not.
Drugs?
Lorraine was a mother, for Christ's sake.
My mother used drugs.
Okay, that's it.
Lady, I want you the hell out of my house.
I...
I'm sorry if I didn't exercise empathy.
Gus.
What?
I can smell it.
What?
Cómo what?
The dope; la mota.
Where'd you get it?
De Tico in school.
Do you know who Tico's Uncle is?
Aurelio Guetta,
hmm?
Ring a bell?
That's where your dope comes from.
It was just a joint.
Well, now you owe him.
Maybe his Uncle will ask you to
make a delivery for him.
Drive him somewhere.
- That's not how it is, okay? - Oh, no.
Así es como es.
That is exactly the way it is.
That's how you get caught up.
All right, esos culeros, they reach out
and get you like that.
Hmm? Como mosquito.
You're going across for class, coming right back, all right?
No parties, no Tico.
Understand?
Okay.
Okay?
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Okay.
- Did you check on Gus? - Yes.
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Maybe he had, um...
night class.
- No. No, he didn't. - No?
Well...
I'll talk to him tomorrow.
I don't know how you stand this place.
You learn so much at autopsy.
So, uh, did, uh, you go easy on the judge's husband?
Yeah.
Well...
Sonya.
I tried.
- Anyway, he didn't do it. - No?
Talked about all the right things.
Gave up his phone,
which he doesn't even know how to lock, so...
that's not the guy who wired the bridge lights to go out.
That's a good point.
- Our guy has tech skills. - Hey...
All right, meet you in there.
Got to warn Carmen she's waking up to an empty bed.
Morning, Sonya.
Okay.
Cause of death's right here.
Needle in the base of the spine and into the brain.
Quick, easy, almost painless.
This is a good one.
Gloves.
You been by to see him?
Not recently.
Good.
Don't give him the satisfaction.
Denise.
Get your hands dirty, Hank?
- Pass. - All right.
Perfect bisection.
Keep going.
Denise, just come on with it.
Check out the other half.
White arms, brown legs.
Two different women?
This one's a hispanic female.
Late teens, early 20s.
Son of a bitch.
Passport?
How long were you in Mexico?
A few hours.
What'd you bring back from Mexico?
Uh, just a smile, officer.
What were you doin' in Juarez?
Seeing a friend.
Yeah?
I got a friend in Juarez.
Ain't seen him in six years.
Ain't worth getting shot.
Yeah, okay.
Listen, man, I...
I was there for the señoritas.
Anything good?
Oh, it's definitely worth a visit.
You have a good night.
Charlotte...
How is he?
Yes?
Is this Marco Ruiz?
Speaking, yes.
Sonya Cross, El Paso PD.
Mm.
The one in charge. I remember.
Were you sleeping?
I do that at night, yes.
There were two women on the bridge.
You found another one?
No. Two different bodies.
A lower half and an upper half.
Two different women.
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Did you find half a body in Juarez?
Hispanic, late teens to 20.
You would have the upper half.
Ouch!
Something wrong?
No, no. I'm listening.
Cut in half?
Yes. Do you have a girl
that matches this description?
Well, we have lots of bodies,
we have l... lots of parts and...
bones and, uh, skulls and...
It could be a year old.
Her legs were frozen.
Frozen...
Yes. Can you look into it?
Of course, yeah.
I'll do it first thing in the morning.
Who can I call to look into it now?
¿oh, por que?
Oh, I'll do it. I'll do it. I'll call you back.
When?
Hello?
Hello?!
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Vamanos.
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Okay, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Mira...
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Uh-huh.
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Cristina Fuentes.
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Of course.
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Marco.
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Gracias.
Buenas noches.
New Mexico, Arizona,
have any missing girls?
Nothing that matches our half.
Sheriff's boys are looking for the judge's car.
I guess by daylight, it turns up.
By daylight, the FBI is gonna be here.
I'll deal with the feds.
We're probably looking at some sort of task force situation.
Well, I want to lead it, Hank.
This is my case.
You sure about that?
'Cause a case like this can change you.
I can handle it.
I'm not talking about jurisdictional bullshit.
I'm talking about two chopped up women.
It'll leave a scratch on your soul, give you bad dreams.
I don't dream.
Sonya Cross.
Cristina Fuentes,
19.
Came north to work in the maquiladoras.
Partial remains...
Senor?
Partial remains found in a death house with 22 others.
Death house?
Yeah, old buildings
where the sicarios dump bodies.
Fill up one, find another.
When was she found?
About a year and a half ago.
It matches.
Can you send the file?
I think it's better if I come to you.
She's one of them.
One what?
The dead girls of Juarez.
Just give me half an hour, all right?
No. That's not necessary.
It's our case.
Hello?
He's coming here.
Good.
Why is that good?
Well, he's got a body of his own, right?
He doesn't care about his.
He called you at 4:00 A.M. with her name, didn't he?
Fine.
We got two bodies
directly on an international border.
This case is gonna take us down south.
Last time I checked that badge on your hip
don't mean shit in Juarez.
I told you to use the ladies room, Sonya.
Yeah.
Next time.
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Watch out for the rattlesnakes.
They come out at night.
Help me, please.
You can scream if you want to.
There's no one around for miles.
You hurt yourself.
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You're in a safe place.
Ow! Ow!
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You must be tired.
Sleep!
I'll be back.
Hey, no, no, no, no.
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Hey... hey...
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E-mail would have been quicker.
But not as pleasant.
I brought you breakfast.
Where's the file?
Where are you going?
Going with you.
Why?
'Cause you've got my file.
My boss says there's going to be a task force.
Oh... probably.
Sure you want to be on it?
Cristina Fuentes was found
six blocks away from my house.
So, yes.
This is C.A.P...
Crimes Against Persons.
We do homicides.
He needs a day pass.
It might be for more than a day.
Good morning... Kitty.
Good morning.
Who are you, hon?
Uh, Detective Marco Ruiz.
Okay, okay. Okay.
No comprendo.
Was born and raised in El Paso; don't speak a word.
Sorry. Uh, I said I will be
assisting Detective Cross in her investigation.
That ought to be interesting.
Why's that?
Well, Sonya's an interesting gal.
- I noticed. - Yeah.
Would you like a pan dulce?
Oh, no, no, no, no.
I'm on a diet.
The ones with walnuts are really good.
N... oh, hell, okay.
Okay...
It's just... thank you.
There you go.
Just keep it here for a coffee break.
Oh, all right, then.
Thank you.
See you later, Kitty.
I hope so.
- Can we start? - Yep.
- You have your badge? - Yup.
- Need me to translate for you? - No.
- Hablas Español? - Bastante.
Oh, que bien.
Can you sit?
Uh... no, actually, I can't.
You're irritating me.
Oh.
Then I just stand still.
Why can't you sit?
I had a procedure...
a vasectomy, a few days back.
I already have three children.
Two marriages.
It was time.
Do you have any children?
No.
Why not?
Evidence is collected but never processed.
Huh. Yeah? Yeah.
Yes.
- You drove here, right? - Yup.
Pretend that chair is a car.
So... sorry.
Okay.
I'll try.
How was she killed?
I don't know.
Your name's on the report.
Yeah, my name is on a lot of reports.
There are no interviews, not even with her parents.
"From the bowl to the mouth, the soup falls."
What does that have to do with this?
Cristina Fuentes is only one of 250 girls
who disappeared last year.
They go missing from the buses, the factories...
always 15 to 20 years old,
dark hair, beautiful.
So, you have a serial killer?
No one knows.
A... and no one tries to find out?
There are just...
too many.
And the chiefs...
they really don't want us to investigate.
Easier that way.
Easier how?
Hey, I'm Lieutenant Hank Wade.
Mucho gusto. Marco Ruiz.
His name is on the report for Cristina Fuentes.
But he didn't investigate at all.
Well, now he gets a second chance.
Sheriff's department found the judge's car.
Where?
Off of highway 180.
- I guess she's driving. - Yup.
- Bit of advice. - Yeah?
- Buckle up, amigo. - I will.
[ Mississippi Breaks by Mule ]
This all we got?
Tape's stuck.
I can get it out.
Don't!
The truck was my sister's.
She died.
I'm sorry.
So, you like horses?
No.
Did you take money from that woman?
What woman?
On the bridge. To let her pass.
No.
They say you're all corrupt.
Mexican police, you all take bribes.
Not all of us.
The cartels threaten everyone, and...
sometimes, for some people,
it's a lot easier to just...
look the other way.
For a price, of course.
They give you money so you won't do the police work?
Not exactly.
They tell you, "plata o plomo."
"Take our silver,
or take our lead."
So, you just let the girls die?
I do the best I can.
But the situation is...
You should try harder.
Of course I should.
I heard about señor Karl, señora.
Did you tell the rest of the staff?
Yes.
Good. Because I don't want to be disturbed.
♪ man come to shake my hand ♪
♪ and rob me of my farm... ♪
♪ I shot him dead ♪
♪ and I hung my head ♪
♪ and drove off in his car... ♪
♪ so on the run with a smokin' gun ♪
♪ lookin' for the coast... ♪
♪ of all the things I've had and lost ♪
♪ your love I miss the most... ♪
♪ and hell will have to pay... ♪
♪ I went a little bit too far I'd say... ♪
♪ half drunk, I stumble on ♪
♪ the whiskey from the bar... ♪
♪ and there's nothing but the ground... ♪
Bueno? Karl?
♪ it's the only place I found... ♪
Who is this?
No one has bothered you, huh?
No.
This was in Karl's pocket.
Have you seen it before?
No. Why?
A woman called for him.
He's gone, Cesar. You answer to me now.
Sí, señora.
Who is she?
I don't know.
What about this?
I found it in his wallet.
Miss Charlotte, I don't know. I...
You're lying, Cesar.
What is it?
It's better that I show you.
Come.
Where are we going?
It's just a little further.
I've never seen this part of the ranch.
Come.
Down there.
Oh, goddamn it, Cesar, I don't like this.
It's okay, señora. Come.
There.
Is that what the key's for?
Sí, señora.
What's in there?
Ma'am,
you may not want to look.
Excuse me.
Of course, it's county jurisdiction.
The case originated with El Paso PD.
Sheriff's department found her body.
Course...
This is my case, not the county's.
Step aside, please.
Suit yourself.
He drained the blood.
He's neat.
We dealing with a doctor?
Maybe.
Where's her purse?
Driver's seat.
Ah.
Everything's there.
Cash, credit cards, what have you.
Did it all by the book.
- Did you pull her I.D.? - No, ma'am.
Then it's missing.
Maybe that is his trophy.
Did Cristina have her I.D.?
I don't remember.
Well, her parents would know.
We'll go to Juarez, ask them.
I don't think that's a good idea.
Why?
Oh, you want to put up your hoodie,
tuck back your hair?
Uh, I'm not taking you to Juarez.
Forget about it.
Would you like to write up the scene?
Go ahead.
Judge Gates.
Boy, she needed bent-over-a-couch, bad.
Yeah, well, she got worse.
Half of her is in the Pecos morgue.
And the Mexicans want in on this?
Their half is one of the missing Juarez girls.
Well, putting up them pink crosses sure as shit ain't working.
This fella know about Sonya?
Know what?
That she's a bona fide whack job?
Have you seen what she keeps
in in the bottom drawer of that desk?
No I have not, Timmy.
Nor do I care.
Oh, Hank, listen, if you've seen it, then...
Marco Ruiz, Tim Cooper.
Well, buenas dias.
Howdy, partner.
You have the footage of the bridge?
I do. Went a few rounds with those homeland
security jag-offs, but I got it.
Sonya, can I talk to you a second?
And it looks like you're stuck with me,
- Detective Ruiz. - That's okay.
Have a seat.
What is this?
Oh, um,
I filed a report on Marco with the Mexican state police.
Yeah, I see that.
He compromised the scene.
He let an ambulance drive through it.
Because a man was having a heart attack.
Yes.
Sonya, I would have done the same thing.
Absolutely the same thing.
No evidence was lost.
How do you know?
Look, Sonya, you're gonna have to work with Detective Ruiz.
I know.
Well, filing that report
is gonna effect your ability to do that.
Why?
Because people don't like to be ratted out
to their bosses, that's why.
Then they should follow procedure.
You're gonna have to learn to get along
without me.
I can't be sweeping up after you forever.
What do you mean?
Well, there's a gal up in Gainesville asked me to
show a couple of horses for her, and
I think I'm gonna do it.
And Carmen wants to travel.
She wants to go to Paris.
I don't want to go to France.
I'd go to England in a heartbeat.
I'd like to see their big old clock they got.
Wait, I...
you're gonna retire?
Well...
yeah, I can't do this forever.
What about me?
You'll be all right.
I j... I just asked for the paperwork, that's all.
We got something.
What do we got?
Son of a bitch knew there were cameras.
Sure it's him?
Timing is spot-on.
- So did you run the plate? - Yes, sir.
That's Daniel Frye.
What, you know him? Who's that?
Dick-wad reporter.
El Paso Times.
I thought you were across the border.
Just got back.
You're wasting your life on that beat. You know that, right?
I'm wasting my life, huh?
Some Mexican shot
another Mexican? Weird.
No.
I was meeting a woman who helps pregnant girls over the border.
It's for my piece on anchor babies, you know, like the...
I don't know, and I deeply don't care.
And guess what, neither do the 15 other people that read this rag.
Well, I care.
That's great.
Sherry is looking for you.
You have a deadline.
Sherry can eat me.
Piece is on her desk.
Where were you?
Down the street, reporting.
Drinking, you mean?
Are you my mother, Adriana?
No.
Oh, that's right. You're just a little cub reporter.
Let's see, I've written for the New York Post,
- the Houston Chronicle... - I know.
So don't tell me how to deal with a goddamn editor.
Got it?
Fine.
Good luck with your Mexican baby story.
Sounds fascinating.
Oh, come on.
What the hell...?
Oh, shit.
Daniel Frye's not answering.
What's his story?
Pill-head... he's been arrested for battery.
He organized enough to freeze a girl for a year
and slice a judge in half?
Well, it was his car on the bridge.
What's going on?
We have a car rigged with a bomb.
- A black BMW? - Affirmative.
- Bomb squad's got it under control. - Excuse me.
Excuse us, man.
Officer!
Ma'am, fall back please.
The car belongs to Daniel Frye.
He's wanted in connection with a double homicide.
He's the one who called it in. He's trapped in there.
- I need to speak... - Ma'am, please.
This is as far as you go.
Call him again.
Just... call him again.
Hey... hey!
The bomb is in the ba...
It's... it's in the back seat.
- It's ticking. It's going. - Stay calm!
Stay calm.
Okay, but i... it's got...
you gotta go. It started...
it won't stop.
It's very important that you don't move.
I'm not gonna move.
Just... hurry.
Windows wired in.
Possible motion control activation.
Let's get the borescope in there and take a look.
Oh, my God.
Just go faster! Just a little faster, please!
Daniel.
Just please help me get out of the car.
Detective Sonya Cross.
Were you on the bridge of the americas last night?
What? What?
Were you on the bridge, yes or no?
Uh, no, I was here all day.
I don't know...
I'm not sure how that's gonna help me get out of the car.
Do you know Judge Gates?
Uh... uh, who?
Judge Lorraine Gates.
Just... just... just from, like, uh...
just from, like, cases and stuff.
What cases?
Oh, my God.
It doesn't matter what cases.
Just... please, you got to...
you have to tell them that the... the t...
the ticker, it just keeps going.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, put that thing in...
put... put, put it in.
So, y... yeah.
Oh... oh, my God.
How about Cristina Fuentes?
I am so screwed.
Daniel, this is important.
Important? I'm about to get my ass blown up.
Can you please stop asking me questions about a judge?
Thank you.
Have you written about Judge Gates?
Um, oh, my God.
Um, yes, at some point I'm sure I have, but...
When?
Stop asking me questions and please just help them!
You got to get me out of this car.
Um... the, uh... the ti... the
timer just jumped a minute.
- Hey. Hey, the... the timer just... - Abort.
The timer just jumped a minute.
- Fall back. - No, no, no, no!
Don't... wait, wait, wait. Bring it back!
Wait, wait. Excuse...
y... y... don't leave me.
Wait, you have... you have to tell them that I...
that there's still time.
No, no, no, no, hey!
Hey, you tell them to come back here right goddamn now!
He's sitting on a bomb.
- No one can help him. - So he'll tell me the truth.
Daniel, you must speak to me.
There's still time.
There's still...
Do you hear me?
You must talk to me.
Yes?
Everything will just stop.
The body will feel no pain.
Are you sure?
Don't look at the clock.
Do you know your car was used to dump two bodies on the bridge?
No.
I need you to focus.
Who would do this to you?
I've screwed...
I've screwed over so many people.
When? Recently?
I'm not ready to die.
I'm just...
I'm just not ready to die.
Don't look at the timer.
Okay.
Fire in the hole! Everyone down! - That's it! Cover up! Fall down!
- Frye's? - No, ma'am.
It was rigged into the bomb.
There's a message.
There are five murders a year in El Paso.
In Juarez, thousands.
Why?
Why is one dead white woman more important
than so many dead just across the bridge?
How long can El Paso look away?
We've got some interesting times ahead.
This is only the beginning.
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