I Witness

Yeah!

F*ck.

Dude, you all right?

You nimrod!

Oh yeah. Come on.

Come on.

I love Mexico. There aren't

any bullshit laws here.

You can ride wherever you like.

It's loose.

Hell yeah, man,

this is paradise.

Jud!

Come on!

Come on!

Terrific.

Yeah, yeah, hello?

Hello, Father.

What time is it?

No, no it's okay.

I'll meet you out front.

- Good to see you again, Father.

- And you, James.

One large black coffee, five sugars.

You're going to need it?

- Problems with the union?

- No, worse.

Bueno, gracias.

- Should I be concerned?

- Nah. It's not political.

My men were chasing some thieves,

one jumped from the roof.

The ground gave away under him.

We found a collapsed tunnel

down there.

- Twenty-one bodies and counting.

- Who are they?

Campesinos. The unfortunates.

We think they were digging a

drug runner's tunnel for Valdon.

- It must have, caved in on them.

- Who's handling the investigation?

Detective Castillo.

- Is he honest?

- He's homicide. Not narcotics.

Let him by.

Rhodes, I thought you were dead.

Wishful thinking, Douglas.

You're a long way from Mexico City.

War on drugs,

State Department priority.

- Didn't take you long to get here.

- Well, you know how it is.

Dig up a mass grave, everybody

starts talkin'. James Rhodes...

International Rights Watch.

Good to see we have the full

cooperation of the authorities.

This is a civil investigation.

It is none of your business.

My men will escort

you off the property.

Oh, well, ya see, that wouldn't

be too smart because them people...

will think you're trying

to cover something up.

Of course we are.

We're the Mexican police.

Captain thinks this is one of the

Valdon Cartel's...

cross-border drug tunnels.

There's no cover up here.

Oh, good. Well then

no one should be concerned...

with my organization's presence.

We'll want the usual.

Witness depositions, police files,

all the lab and autopsy reports.

You will get the file report

when it is released to the press.

International Rights Watch is

gonna wanna know what happened...

here and why, Cap., and we can do

this with or without your permission.

Carlos!

This man is trespassing.

Talk to him, Draper.

Remember, the border's right there.

With NAFTA the two

of you are in bed together.

His dirt rubs off on your

side of the sheets.

- Give us a minute.

- Sure.

I know you two'll wanna

get your stories straight.

You just love to piss 'em off,

don't you, Jim?

Well... just seems to happen

when I ask direct questions.

I'll talk to him.

Don't bank on anything.

I always said you were

a compassionate guy.

- Relax.

- Champions of human rights my ass.

We can always ignore them,

we did it in China. Joking.

Captain, you can bitch and moan

all you want but this guy's...

not gonna go away.

So cooperate. Let him observe.

You don't have anything

to hide, do you?

If the human rights people point

their finger at the Valdon Cartel...

which they will, then suddenly

everyone pays attention...

to Mexico's request for

more anti-drug funding.

Next thing you know, you're drivin'

around in a brand new Escalade.

Rights Watch fucked

the police in Chiapas.

That's what happens when civilians

get slaughtered in broad daylight.

We got young children,

men, women... oh God...

Enjoying yourself Gringo?

I know who you are.

This investigation is mine.

I don't have to give you shit.

Did any of the bodies

have any slogans painted on 'em?

Any of their hands bound?

This is Tijuana.

We don't have death squads.

- Any of 'em mutilated?

- What are you, deaf?

I told you it's not political.

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