Transpecos Page #5

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You think I'm f***ing stupid?

Yes, that's why

you need to disappear,

'cause every agent in the

southwest is coming after you.

You don't think

I f***ing know that?

But from the moment this a**hole

pulled this car over to secondary,

my family's throats are slit.

Me, too, so now we're all

f***ing in this together.

So get in the f***ing truck.

Get in the f***ing truck.

Don't f*** with me right now.

All right.

Hobbs, you think

I'm f***ing around?

- Think I'm f***ing around?

- Come on.

I got him, man. I got him.

Stop it. I got him.

Come on. Let's go.

Get in the f***ing truck, Hobbs.

We're going. We're going.

All right, all right.

Now, don't do any...

Nothing funny, okay?

Smells like piss back here.

What the hell are you thinking?

I'll turn you in just as quick

for helping that little sh*t.

Just calm down, all right?

I just need to think a second.

"Think"?

If you're trying to calculate

prison time, I can help you there.

Look,

I ain't gonna see that kid get his

head bashed in with a pipe wrench,

not on my watch.

Don't you talk to me about that.

Mike made his decision.

He made it.

Just like Davis made his.

You got that?

Just think about it. You

saw this load in that car.

Think about what

Davis could lead us to.

I want that guy

out of that uniform

on the ground,

in the dirt, cuffed,

so that I can drag him to the

place that he needs to go.

And any other noise that's

around me is just noise.

I could give a damn on whether he

knows where that drop is or not.

How's your arm?

It's broken, you a**hole.

Look, you don't worry, Hobbs.

Couple more hours, it's going

to be your best story yet.

I could do without this story.

I really could.

Jesus!

Whoa!

Didn't I f***ing tell you

to stay in the truck? Easy.

I said to f***ing stay in the

truck, didn't I? Easy, Davis.

Easy, okay?

All right,

just listen, all right?

That's a big desert out there, and

you only got half a coordinate.

Now, untie me. It's gonna

all be over quicker.

Flores, didn't I f***ing tell you

to stay in the goddamn truck?

I heard you, but you're forgetting

something already, Davis.

There's a shift change

in 15 minutes, you dumbass.

You got a body sunbathing

in the front of that car.

You can't find it by yourself.

Just cut me loose.

I'm gonna cut you loose, okay?

Okay.

But don't you f***ing move.

Don't move!

I ain't.

Reach them out to me.

Got that map?

Yeah.

Right there.

That's not a road. There's no

road that goes f***ing there.

Those aren't

f***ing coordinates.

I know.

It's just old dirt roads.

You only know them

if you've been there.

Flores, hey, look at me.

Don't you f*** me, okay?

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