600 Miles Page #3
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- 2015
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allegedly offered him beer
in exchange for letting him go.
They had to add charges
You know,
that's the kind of story
that makes me
really love my job.
Really great.
Especially near the--
Got all the dust off,
got 'em all cleaned up,
got a nice shine.
So you're just about good to go.
Yep, I'd say you're good to go.
How much?
They keep saying
it's all gonna go digital soon,
some online thing,
but God knows when.
Yeah.
- Thanks, Bob.
- Okay.
- Is he in?
- Yeah.
. HEY-
. HEY-
They're starting the transition
to the new AUSA.
I bet Dorsey's gonna
ask for depositions anytime soon.
As long as they
pay per each case.
Yeah, like that's gonna happen.
- Is that for me?
- Yeah.
- So?
- Forty-seven sales last week.
- Bisbee?
- Not much.
But Sierra Vista
and Douglas are moving.
You got the paperwork on this'?
Names, dates, serial numbers.
There's a shortage of lowers.
Guess they're just gonna keep on
killing each other down there.
I guess so.
You hear back from Phoenix?
Yeah. They found
some ARs out by Obrgon,
but none of
Well, they'll show up.
- What about I.C.E.?
- Same as usual.
It's all there.
Good. I'll go over it
with Dorsey.
- How're you doing, Hank?
- I'm good.
Look, a little gift.
There you go.
What is this?
- Go, go, go.
- What did you do?
Get down, you stealing
piece of sh*t.
Get down.
- Bring it with ya.
- All right.
Get out.
Don't f***ing move!
What are you doing?
What the f*** do you think?
Let's go.
All right. Let's go!
Go! Come on!
- Go!
- But...
What the f*** do you care?
He's f***ing onto us, man.
He was f***ing arresting you!
Hey. ls Bacacho around?
Do you know if he's got his phone?
No, everything's fine.
I just wanted to ask him something.
Alright. Never mind.
Okay. Take care.
God dammit!
- Mexican?
- Yes.
Passport.
How long have you been
outside the country?
Three days, with a cousin in Tucson.
- Welcome.
- Thank you.
F***.
Where are you taking me?
You gonna kill me?
Where are you taking me?
Don't be dumb.
Do you have aspirin?
- Only Acetilsal.
- I'll take it.
Give me your f***ing number.
Thanks.
Your number!
What?
Your number.
Your house. You'll call and say
that you're okay.
No.
What do you mean no, motherf***er?
There's no one there.
I've seen the picture of your wife
in your f***ing wallet.
I see your photo
of your f***ing wife.
Give me the f***ing number!
She's dead.
It'll come out.
The blood on the leather,
it will come out.
What?
You rub it with milk.
- Shut the f*** up.
- If you rub it with milk--
Shut up, motherf***er. Shut up.
Don't you want to
talk to your people?
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