From Dusk till Dawn: The Series

It's about time. I could eat a horse. Okay.

Anything?

Just a beautiful morning in Texas.

What is this?

Those are two chicken tacos.

What? That's what you ordered, right?

No, I ordered chicken Tinga.

This is chicken Mole.

Not to mention, you put Pico de Gallo on them.

You do realize that Mole is the sauce, right?

You don't sauce the sauce, Seth,

unless you have no taste buds

or you fail to apply yourself.

I'm just glad it's not beef jerky and squeeze cheese.

So...

Five years is a pretty long stretch.

Mm-hmm.

What did you do with all that time, anyway?

You know...

You got to do the time or the time does you.

So... I told some stories, heard some stories,

played dominos.

You had five years to improve yourself,

and you played dominos.

Is that why I risked my ass

to bust you out of that prison transfer?

This is what I'm talking about, Seth.

You fail to apply yourself.

If it had been me in there, I would have gotten a degree...

Really? ...Maybe in engineering.

If it had been you in there,

you would have got shivved on your first day

on account of your piss-poor people skills.

I don't need people skills. I'm a prodigy.

Oh, really? Really?

Because you pissed off everybody in the outfit.

Nobody in k.C. Will touch you.

Last I heard, you're living in some shack in the woods near Emporia.

I guess that's how a prodigy lives? First of all, who are you hearing that from?

That Courtney Love that you married for 10 seconds? Hey! Leave her out of this!

And second of all, do not dismiss the importance

of becoming self-sufficient.

Look at the world around you, brother.

It's coming apart.

Really?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, doesn't look hunky-dory at all.

Okay, see? That's 'cause you've been trapped in an 8x10 cell.

You can't even turn on the news these days

without seeing some new catastrophe

of Malthusian proportions. Come on.

And the man who cannot build his own shelter

or gut his own food is just courting disaster.

What is that?

Oh, this?

This is my lucky blade.

I won that in a knife-throwing contest.

This is a knife?

Huh.

Well, how do you open it?

Is there a button?

I rest my case.

So, they didn't have any Horchata?

Hor-what? Oh, come on, man.

Delicious Agua Fresca,

made of rice, cinnamon, and milk? Oh, Jesus Christ.

Okay, what the hell is it with you and Mexican food all of a sudden?

I mean, seriously, do you got some new broad in your life

you're not telling me about?

Is her name Carmen?

Does she run a burrito truck? What?

Seth, all I'm saying is that you need to apply yourself.

Apply myself. Okay.

Well, I'm about to apply my fist to your goddamn face, okay?

Eat your food.

Just because I live in the woods

doesn't mean that I can't plan A job anymore.

You should have let me plan this one.

Richard, listen to me.

Now, it is a beautiful day in the lone star state.

So, why don't we just celebrate my freedom

and the undeniable fact

that history is being made right here, right now?

The Gecko brothers ride again.

You got your balls on? Screwed on tight.

Any son of a bitch messes with you...

You got my back.

Here's to getting rich and fat.

And dying in the arms of a beautiful woman.

Good morning, sweetheart.

And now, on a serious note, folks,

the department of public safety has just put out an advisory

for two men reportedly behind a violent bank robbery

in Abilene this morning.

They're looking for two males,

late 20s, wearing dark-blue suits,

believed to be armed and dangerous.

Guess I should have used some of that collection money

for singing lessons.

I don't think the congregation could stand it, daddy.

So, have you decided yet? Are we going to the beach?

Well, I don't likely know, Katie-kakes.

Why, do you want to go to a beach?

What else is there to do in Mexico?

Well, I'm sure there's lots to do there.

They do have beaches,

but they also got mountains and deserts and ruins.

So, which one are we going to?

Wherever the wind takes us.

Come on. Sing with me.

Yeah, right. No, thanks.

Nobody.

Is that that Winthorp boy from church?

His name is Kyle.

And he just wants to know when we're gonna be back.

Kyle can wait. As a matter of fact,

waiting is a fine skill for him to acquire.

Ha, ha. Very funny.

Daddy...

This whole thing, it's all so sudden, don't you think?

Well, I prefer spontaneous.

We're not gonna be gone too long, right?

I mean, we got school.

Well, you and your brother are both exceptional students.

So you'll catch up, or you'll go back to homeschooling.

You're kidding me, right?

It's my senior year, dad.

I have homecoming and... and friends and...

I have a life.

You certainly do,

with me and your brother, right here on this R.V.

Good lord. Light a match!

Only gonna get worse.

And by the time we get to Mexico,

this thing is gonna be running

on a whole different kind of gas.

You're disgusting.

I'm awesome.

Like these guys... The sacred one, the hurricane.

Can you even read that?

I like the pictures.

You know that stuff is rigged, right?

Yeah, but the rules are, like, way looser down there.

Also, the more of a freak you are,

the more popular you become.

Hmm. Well, then you're gonna fit right in.

Give me that! Give it back!

"Psalm 46:1."

Ah, man. Give it back to me, please.

You're like a classic freudian test case, you know that?

Preacher's daughter in love with a boy who texts Bible quotes.

You write stupid Elvish poems.

And you're basically dating dad.

Gross!

Remind me again why mom and dad walked halfway across China

to adopt you.

Hey, what's going on back there?

Uh, Bible study, dad.

So, has he told you where we're going yet?

Nope.

Don't you want to know?

Not really.

But this whole trip is totally schizo.

Yeah.

'Cause you've been so normal since mom died, right?

It's been just six months.

People get weird when someone dies.

Weird like cutting your hair off or getting drunk and stuff,

not buying a junky R.V., kidnapping your kids,

and running to Mexico.

All right. We're not running.

And he didn't kidnap us.

He just... needs a break.

So cool! Scott.

Uh, I think I hear a fire truck coming.

Well, we best get out of their way.

This is Texas Ranger Freddie Gonzalez.

I've got a ranger down, a 10-70,

at Benny's World of Liquor on 83.

It's Earl.

Earl McGraw.

Requesting emergency backup

and roadblocks at all points due south.

Suspects are Abilene bank robbers Seth and Richie Gecko.

They're driving a black 1960s late-model Mercury cougar.

I'm 10-80 right now.

Texas Ranger! Move over!

Are you crazy?! Move over!

All right, let's move! All right.

Damn it.

Get back in your cars. They already passed you.

How many cruisers you got? Just the two right now.

Block up the 67 intersection.

Radio ahead to get someone at the 153 and 158 junctions.

On it. Let's get these moved.

Get me my six as soon as you can.

What happened back there? Who we chasing?

Monsters.

That liquor store had to be one of our top-10 best exits ever.

Maybe even top five.