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(DISTANT SIRENS BLARING)
(MAN SINGING LOUDLY)
(MAN SHOUTING)
(COW MOOING)
(MAN SHOUTING)
(MAN CONTINUES SHOUTING)
(RHYTHMIC CLAPPING)
(MAN CONTINUES SHOUTING)
(LAUGHS)
(DOG BARKING)
(MAN SPEAKING ON LOUDSPEAKER)
(MAN SPEAKING ON LOUDSPEAKER)
(STREET NOISE)
(BIRDS CHIRPING
AND INSECTS CHIRRING)
(FARM ANIMAL SOUNDS)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(MAN SINGING IN THE DISTANCE)
(CHURCH BELL RINGING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(STREET NOISE)
(CHATTER)
(CHATTER)
(CHATTER)
(DOG BARKING)
(GROWLING)
(CLUCKING)
Hey.
Hey.
(ROOSTER CROWS)
(LAUGHS)
(SIGHS)
(CLUCKING)
(SOFT MURMUR)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(CLICKS TONGUE)
(CROWS CAWING)
(STREET NOISE)
(CHURCH BELL RINGING)
(LAUGHING)
Hm.
(DISTANT NOISY CHATTER)
(CHATTER)
(ROOSTER CROWING)
(CHATTER)
(STREET NOISE)
(LAUGHING)
(LAUGHING)
Uy uy uy!
(LAUGHING)
(SHE SHRIEKS)
(MAN SHOUTING)
(WOMAN SHOUTING)
(STREET NOISE)
(HORN HONKS)
(CHURCH BELL RINGS)
(LAUGHING)
Ay!
(LAUGHING)
(LAUGHS)
(LAUGHING)
(CHURCH BELL RINGING)
(LAUGHS)
(LAUGHING)
(SOUND OF MUSICAL TOY)
Okay.
(LITTLE GIRL GASPS)
(LAUGHING)
Hm?
(LAUGHING)
(DISTANT MEN SINGING)
(LAUGHING)
Wow!
(SHE SIGHS)
Okay.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(DOOR OPENING)
(LAUGHING)
(WOMAN SINGING)
Ready or not
Ready or not,
here I come
(TRAIN CLANGING)
(TRAIN HORN BLARING)
(CROW CAWING)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(RADIO PLAYING)
Welcome.
Welcome to Fantasy Island, huh?
How was the Love Boat, bro?
The Titanic.
I know, I know, bro.
It's no limousine, but...
it has four wheel
and it moves.
It moves forward.
(LAUGHING)
Huh.
Oh, bro...
seriously.
I just had a delivery
in Colorado.
And I went to a place, bro,
where there was snow.
And it was snowing.
Bro, in snow.
While it was snowing.
Is she asking for food?
Bro?
Yup.
Bro.
We're not stopping.
Why?
Because time is money,
and I ain't got either of them.
I'll pay you, man,
you know that.
No, no, no, come on, bro, no.
Tell her we travel with nothing.
When she gets to America.
They like complainers.
They even have
telephone numbers, bro,
you call to complain.
So when she gets there,
she can call
and complain about me.
No, I didn't say that, bro.
Then tell her what you said.
No.
Why?
I refuse to speak
her language, bro.
Pull the car over.
No, bro.
No, bro.
Pull the car over.
No.
Hey, hey.
(UNINTELLIGIBLE) girl like that?
- Seriously.
- Seriously?
It's like pulling hair.
There are rules, bro.
(UNINTELLIGIBLE).
Get out of the car.
Seriously, bro?
Seriously.
How far we go back, bro?
Yeah, we... we go way back, bro.
Do you think we maybe need to,
I don't know,
revisit the incident
that created our bond?
No, bro, I... I get it, bro.
'Cause how am
I describing to you
shitting 20 bags of heroin
out your ass in a Motel 6?
Crying out in her language
'cause you're hemorrhaging?
Okay.
I get it, bro.
Good.
Let's get something to eat.
(SINGING "DA YA THINK
I'M SEXY?")
(WOMAN SPEAKING)
(CROWD SHOUTING)
- Okay
- Jump
- Okay
- Jump
- Okay
- Jump
(MAN SINGING)
(CRICKETS CHIRRING)
(DOG BARKING)
Hecho.
(WHISTLES)
(DOOR SLAMS)
(MAN SPEAKING ON RADIO)
(STREET NOISE)
There you go.
You're short five grand.
No, I'm not.
Virgin.
(HORN HONKING)
Okay.
(CRICKETS CHIRRING)
(FOOTSTEPS)
(STREET NOISE)
(DOOR OPENING)
(DOOR CLOSING)
(ENGINE STARTING)
(HUM OF CAR DRIVING)
Come on, come on this way.
(MOANING)
I'm not sharing my room.
This is Nona's room.
My room's busy.
Go in.
That's bullshit.
Get her out.
(DISTANT SHOUTING)
Get the fuck out of my room!
(WEEPING)
(DISTANT CHATTER)
(WEEPING)
(MOANING)
Your turn.
No, no!
No, no!
(SHRIEKING)
No!
(SHRIEKING)
No!
(MUTTERING)
(SHRIEKING)
No!
(SHRIEKING)
No, no, no!
(SLAP)
No!
(SCREAMING)
(WEEPING)
(SHRIEKING)
(SLAPPING AND SHRIEKING)
No!
(WEEPING)
(DOOR OPENING)
(WEEPING)
(WEEPING)
Open your mouth.
No!
No!
(WEEPING)
I can't have you
having any babies.
You act like you got raped.
(WEEPING)
(DOOR SLAMS)
(WEEPING)
(DISTANT SIREN WAILING)
I'm gonna give you
a house discount.
Okay.
Discount?
(REPEATS)
Mm-hm.
Discount.
Un tattoo.
It's all relative.
So how did you...
how'd you come aqu?
How'd you come here?
Aqu.
How'd you get here?
My dad.
Sold my mom first.
Then he sold me.
(LAUGHS)
Six times.
I'm sorry.
Six.
Just to save his business.
Do you know what I hate?
Hate?
I hate giving head.
(LAUGHING)
You know, blow job?
It's like...
- Eat?
- Hungry, am I hungry?
Ugh, I'm starving.
(GASPS)
Yes.
I would love a pancake.
This is my galaxy.
Like, um,
this is a lot of stars?
Yeah.
(HUMMING)
Hey.
It's Disneyland.
(LAUGHING)
Disneyland!
When you wish upon a star
- Yeah.
- Uh huh.
(LAUGHING)
Says her mom, um,
didn't understand Disneyland.
What?
Mm...
Um...
Um, she didn't... like,
her mom doesn't understand
why a rat would be famous.
(LAUGHING)
- Mickey Mouse.
- Uh huh.
(LAUGHING)
I have...
43,021 stars,
to be exact.
- Um...
- Stars.
Mm-hm.
Each one...
counts for the amount of times
I've had sex.
Um...
Wow.
No.
She's saying, like,
her universe is complete.
Yeah.
My universe.
Mm-hm.
(CLEARING THROAT)
(SOFT MURMUR)
(WOMAN SINGING "SHAKE IT OFF")
(MAN SINGING)
(WOMAN SINGING)
(LAUGHING)
Mommy has nice skin.
Come.
Come feel.
(SIGHS)
Yes.
Touch my skin.
See?
Won't you compliment me
on my skin?
You have soft skin.
Baby's pee.
You get a wet diaper
and you cut some strips.
You put it on your face.
(SIGHS)
Babies have so many nutrients
that are good for the skin.
Makes my face soft.
That's why I'm allowing
Negrita to keep her baby.
(FOOTSTEPS)
What the shit is on your face?
What's that shit on her face?
I want clean faces
in this house.
Look what you've done.
You've come in here
and turned my girls
into hookers?
Hookers are on the street!
You ain't!
Go to the store,
buy some remover,
and clean this shit
off their faces.
(STREET NOISE)
My customers want
fresh faced girls.
Can I help you with something?
(HORN HONKING)
(SEABIRDS CAWING)
(SIREN WAILING)
Come here now.
Get over here.
Come here.
(SIREN WAILING)
Cleveland Indians.
They didn't win
the World Series.
Your t-shirt. Says they're
the world champions.
What's wrong with you,
cat got your tongue?
Show me your identification.
Hey, show me your ID.
ID, ID.
I'm gonna take you in.
Show me your ID now.
What's wrong with you,
you don't speak English?
You're coming with me.
(POLICE RADIO)
Another homeless hooker, huh?
Congratulations.
You've got a home now.
It's up to you how long
you're gonna stay here.
Do you understand?
"Comprehend-o?"
This is gonna be your new house.
And unless you give me
the information I need,
this is gonna go down
two ways.
You're gonna tell me
what I need to know.
You do that, I'll send you back
to whatever third world
shit hole you came from,
and you can live the rest
of your life like a...
(UNINTELLIGIBLE
MUFFLED SPEAKING)
(PHONE RINGING)
Don't let her fool you, ma'am.
She knows exactly
what I'm saying.
She knows English.
Great.
She just won't speak it.
The Cleveland Indians lost.
It's unlucky for them.
But a win for you.
We know those shirts
were donated to Honduras.
Is that where you're from?
Honduras?
(SIGHS)
Incorrect post-season apparel.
It's the official term for it.
I mean, I would love to see
my Dallas Cowboys
on a championship t-shirt
even if it is incorrect.
So I understand.
And you set off with a coyote?
He smuggled you here
to America?
The United States?
You came here
for a better life.
Is that correct?
A dream.
Do you have dreams?
Your coyote...
He is a master manipulator.
He looked for you.
He searched for you.
You.
He made you believe
life would be better here.
But it's not, is it?
That's nowhere near the truth.
When you arrive,
there is no job,
only debt that you owe
to your smuggler
that you have to keep
paying and paying and paying.
There's no end to it.
You work as a prostitute?
You have sex for money?
Your keeper charges you
for things like food and rent
in order to control you.
The debt is elusive.
Do you know that word, debt?
Debt?
Do you understand?
Let's start with
something simple.
Nona.