1 EXT. COLONIA CONFETI, TAPACHULA - DAY 1
A weathered, yet serene poster, of a green landscape (Texas?)
fills our frame. We pan around revealing EL CASPER, a gaunt-
faced 17 year-old wiping water from his face. He stares at
the image with a curious indifference, it’s hard to read what
Behind him a slum like neighborhood of one-story concrete
homes that resembles a favela, linked with the familiar maze
of paths, scavenged roofs and satellite dishes powered by
dangerously improvised cables.
His cell phone BEEPS.
He finishes washing his face and head
1A EXT. COLONIA CONFETI, STREET - DAY 1A
Casper walks briskly down the street. People give him a
respectful amount of space. We see more details of his body,
a tattoo on his neck “perdoname madre mia” and a TEAR DROP is
on his right eye, the shape of a pistol in his back pocket.
1B INT. COMBI (MINIBUS) - DAY 1B
A combi pulls up to a line of 8 waiting PASSENGERS. Casper
walks past them and sits in the front seat with the driver.
The driver hands him a wad of CASH, with out saying a word
nor Casper look at him. At the next stop lined with 5
waiting passengers, Casper gets down.
1C EXT. COLONIA CONFETI, STREET - CONTINUOUS 1C
Casper passes THREE fellow FOOT SOLDIERS of his gang. Long
rifles lean against a wall next to them as they lounge in the
hot sun watching the border of their territory. He picks up
one of their bikes and rides down the blocks.
He arrives at a corner MINI-MARKET, again silently collecting
cash from the WOMAN running it.
2 EXT. COLONIA CONFETI STREETS - DAY 2
El Casper rides a bike through the maze, weaving around
pedestrians and vendors.
He pauses on his bike. A train passes in front of him.
THREE similarly tattooed men ride atop, they acknowledge
Casper with nods.
2A Casper rides into another alley and stops in front of an
unremarkable concrete house. A television blasts a Game Show
inside while an ancient woman, ABUE, cools off next to the
window. She eats raisins from a bowl. El Casper takes one
and eats it with out asking, charmingly.
She looks at El Casper disapprovingly, then makes an
incomprehensible call into the house.
A BOY, 12, appears wearing a tattered middle-school uniform.
He sees El Casper and motions for him to come in.
2B INT. SMILEY’S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS 2B
The boy hands him a backpack unceremoniously, it’s an old
El Casper checks the contents of the backpack, CD players,
Gameboys, radios, batteries, headphones, and other random
stolen goods. He nods approvingly, then notices a slim
DIGITAL CAMERA. He picks it up, inspects it, then stuffs it
in his own pocket before zipping up the bag. El Casper holds
his finger up to his mouth...
EL CASPER (CONT’D)
Shhh, our secret.
The boy nods.
Lil’ Mago wants to see you.
3 EXT. EL LIL' MAGO’S HOUSE, BACK PATIO 3
The KID stands before EL LIL' MAGO, a striking man in his
early-twenties, with a face covered in MARA SALVATRUCHA
tattoos, crowned with “devil’s horns” scrawled in detail on
his forehead. About a DOZEN other similarly clad GANG
MEMBERS, including El Casper, stand around him.
The Kid nervously pulls at his tattered school pants.
EL LIL' MAGO
El Casper and TWO other men, El Smokey, a teen with crazy
eyes and EL BOMBA, a hefty Guatemalan in his late-twenties,
jump up and begin beating the boy. EL SOL, mid-twenties,
stoic, watches from behind.
The boy tries to fight back, spinning around in a fury of
punches and kicks but is no match to the three men’s
experience. He is quickly pummeled to the ground.