Across the Line: The Exodus of Charlie Wright Page #4

Sure. Sure.

But don't expect any

free beers from us.

Ha ha ha!

(Michaels) You sure this

is the right place?

(Damon) It's the right place.

(Miller) Better f***ing be.

That's for you.

Thanks.

Let's load it up.

(knock on door)

(knock on door)

(Gabriel) Jorge.

What is it?

Get Mexico City on the phone.

Mexico City? Why?

Just get them on the phone.

Oh, they won't take our calls. Not

anymore.

They will now.

Get them on the phone.

Tell them we have

Charlie Wright.

The...

Charlie Wright?

That's right.

This is Gabriel Garza.

Do you know who I am?

Bail bondsman?

In a way.

My name is Jorge Garza.

This is my town.

Is this your jail, too?

Your guards are...

a little excitable.

Hmm.

I'm sorry about that.

I'm gonna assume

you know who I am.

I do.

I'm gonna be perfectly

honest with you, Mr. Wright.

I haven't been to church

in over three months.

In fact, I can't even

remember a time when...

not even when I went on that

little stretch to Mexico City...

that I hadn't been

to church in so long.

And lately I've been getting

to the point where...

I was beginning to doubt that

there's actually a god...

and that's a terrible

thing, to doubt God.

I have some issues.

I have a debt,

very large debt...

and the people that

are holding that debt

are not gonna wait for

me to pay it anymore...

and it's gonna make my life...

very difficult.

Dangerous.

F or me and for the

people I love, very soon.

Are you with me?

Huh.

More than you know.

But I have some good news.

I've had a...

an epiphany.

I know for sure now.

I'm positive.

Positive about what?

There's a God.

He's alive. He's real.

Because he brought me you.

Get up.

(Miller) Hey, your

name is Damon, right?

Yeah, it is today.

You been

in the sh*t, Damon?

Yeah, enough.

Enough.

What exactly is that

supposed to mean?

I don't know. Maybe, uh,

I guess it means enough.

It also means you're on my lead.

I'm afraid it don't

work that way, mate.

This is my crew.

It's my lead.

Well, I'm paying for your crew.

Is there a problem?

As long as

the money's green.

(Baines) Tsk.

Amen to that.

I can take of you here.

You're safe with me. Nobody

can touch you, not the Feds,

bounty hunters, enemies, no one.

Enemies?

Why would anyone be mad at me?

Don't play games

with me, Mr. Wright.

You're 51 years old.

You got nowhere to run.

You got nowhere to hide.

Why don't you tell me what it is

exactly that you want from me?

Your incredibly

impressive scam netted

you about $11 billion, U.S.

You blew four.

They recovered five.

There's $1 .6 billion

unaccounted for.

I need it, and you're

gonna tell me where it is.

You're very good at math.

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