Pocha: Manifest Destiny Page #4

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I come and go whenever I want.

Good evening, sir.

- Where are you headed?

- San Diego.

It's, um...

It's our anniversary.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO)

Have a nice night.

Thank you.

(SIGHS)

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah, you could make a run for it.

RICKY:
But then what?

I know about you, Claudia.

About all of it.

You wanna be some poor illegal

working shitty jobs?

(SCOFFS) Sh*t, I couldn't do that.

But if that's what you want,

then go.

(DOORS UNLOCK)

RICKY:
I'm not going to stop you.

Or you could help me out a little bit.

Do a few runs.

Make some easy, easy money.

And then I'll bring you back.

Think it over.

Go grab a cup of coffee or something.

Need to have a chat with my dudes here.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO)

(CAR DOOR SHUTS)

You just come and go as you please?

I still haven't heard from Arturo.

There's some food if you did not eat.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

You want some more?

No, thanks, Mom.

(SIGHS)

You mind if I come out with you today?

(WHISPERING)

What did she say?

People are sneaking in.

Stealing it for food.

It all has to go or

they'll keep coming.

If theyre hungry,

why don't you let them have it?

'Cause the cows are hungry, too.

Okay, hold it up higher.

-(GAS HISSING))

-(PHONE RINGING)

Away from your body.

Wait. Wait. Wait.

Ola.

When I was a boy,

I used to love setting things on fire.

My father asked me to weed his garden,

and I burned it all.

ANDRES:
I didn't mean to bum it all.

RICKY:
Ready to roll, pocha?

Keep doing what you're doing.

You know your way around.

Just make sure my stuff

gets across the ranch.

What's the matter? Don't you trust me?

- Where's our truck?

- Relax.

We'll drop it off

Don't worry. My dudes are cool.

Don't think about it.

Just get them through, fast and easy.

Yeah, I got it.

ANDRES:
Lita and I,

we committed ourselves to this place.

They said that the land was too rocky.

That I would always be at its mercy

and I would make no money.

(WHIP CRACKS)

But I'm still here.

Everything from the outside can ruin you.

If you let it.

(MOANS)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Good evening.

Good evening.

Hands on the wheel.

Turn off the car.

(ENGINE TURNS OFF)

Come on.

Get out.

Search it.

Get out.

Sergeant!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIO)

Let her go.

Your father know where you are?

Yeah.

Does he know who you're with?

I was in town, and he offered me a ride.

Bring back the truck.

Come.

They sent me here to stop this.

Ricky's truck is clean.

Okay.

Let him go.

It wasn't always this way.

Some places, maybe.

But here, things were always contained.

I can help you.

Ready to roll, pocha?

(LAUGHS)

Whatever you were paying Arturo,

it's not enough.

You want a raise already?

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