Borderline

No, dude, I got a beer.

Hey, dude, don't tempt my cousin with that shit.

How could he be tempted if he's never tried it?

It's just not for me. Thanks anyway.

Well, then don't thank me.

Relax, Néstor, we're all family here.

Easy, bro, I'm just saying.

What the fuck are you saying, Néstor?

Nothing, all good.

That's right. Watch the fight instead.

Hey!

Hey!

Wake up!

Where are José and the others?

And where the hell is my furniture?

What the fuck are you talking about?

What?

I'm sorry, ma'am.

What the fuck?

Let me wake Armando up.

Armando!

Armando! Wake up, bitch!

Fuck off!

Easy, dude. Here is José's mother.

Everyone else is gone, and some of her furniture, too.

What time is it?

It's already 11 o'clock.

I have been trying to wake you up for more than two hours.

You guys are useless!

Do you know where José and Diego are?

No, I thought they were with you.

Maybe Diego had school.

It's just something is not right.

I'm missing furniture.

And four of the six boys that stayed here last night are gone.

The other two seem like they're on drugs.

Should I be worried?

Detective Delgado, I am Beatriz, Diego's mother.

And this is my sister Sofía.

- Would you like some coffee? - No, thanks.

My deepest condolences, ladies.

Sofía, could you please tell me everything you know?

Let's start from the beginning.

Last night, José and his friends and cousin

were in the living room watching TV.

Did anything unusual happen? An argument? A fight?

No, not at all.

No, just the opposite.

I went through the room a little after midnight

because I often get up at night, but the guys were asleep.

Do you remember who was there?

My son José, my nephew Diego, who is studying to become a doctor.

They are missing.

- Also one of his group. - His group?

A gang or group or whatever it is called.

Do you know who they were?

One is called Ernesto.

He's a pig, just by looking at him.

The other one's called Pedro.

No, no. It's Pepe.

Yes, Pepe.

And of those you just mentioned, do you know their last names?

Or maybe where to find them, where their families are?

No, no.

That's fine you're doing great.

Can you explain what happened to the furniture?

I can't, I don't know.

The furniture is gone, and I can't explain how it happened.

What furniture did they take?

Two chairs...

a few lamps,

a small table...

But they didn't take the TV.

Really?

Did you notice if any doors had been forced open or something?

It all seems crazy to me.

You are not the only one.

Diego...

Diego only came to watch a fight.

And are you sure that Diego is not involved?

You know that us parents are the last to know what our kids are up to.

No, no, my sister is right.

Diego would never get involved in my son's business.

I told him that this was going to mess up his life.

And that's what's happening.

The rest of it makes no sense.

I have always struggled with José.

Unfortunately, I have lost this battle.

All of us have lost.

All right.

Excuse me.

Martínez, please come over.

Yes sir?

Please have them pull CCTV for Río Nazas and Segunda from two days ago.

What are we looking for exactly?

Anything that stands out.

Focus on vehicles from midnight till 5:00 AM.

- Yes sir. - Thank you.

What are we watching, Martínez?

Sir, there's only one detail at that time that catches my attention.

At 1:00 AM a white, unmarked van goes through with Mexican plates.

That happens again at 4:30 AM.

It looks like there are two men inside.

Focus the cameras on the plates and write them down.

- I already did. - Very well, let's check them.

- I did that, too. - And?

They belong to an Alfredo Ruiz here in Matamoros.

I have his address and phone number.

Let's call him and see what he tells us.

All right.

Hello?

Mr. Ruiz, this is Officer Javier Martínez,

ID number 43543 of the Matamoros Police Department.

- I have a question for you. - Okay.

Can you tell me what kind of vehicle is registered

under the license plate 7BFR468?

My truck, I use it for my business. Why do you ask?

And is the truck with you right now?

Sure, I can see it from my window.

And are the plates missing?

Hang on a second.

No, they're gone!

That will be all. Thank you.

What should I do about my plates?

Contact the DMV to get that solved.

Thanks.

I'm sorry, sir.

Call Border Patrol.

Estimate how long it would take for the truck to reach the border.

I will also need access to CCTV for all lanes.

Done.

- Good job, Martínez. - Yes sir.

Sir, could you come over here?

What's going on?

I got a hit of the truck on the bridge, and it's just like we thought.

They reverted back to US plates.

- All right, give me the number. - Sure.

2GAT123.

- Got it. - Yes sir.

Cell two.

...that my son ran away and came back with a girlfriend.

- Did you meet her yet? - Yeah, she's pretty.

Aunt Sofía, this is my girlfriend,

who helped me back in DC, Melina.

- Hi, Melina. - Hi.

I'm so sorry.

It's fine, Diego.