Kim: They know we're coming in. They're waiting for us.
Eddie: So let's not disappoint them.
Ben: Get ready... Move.
Gangster: Watch out.
Eddie: DEA. Everybody down.
Gangster: Hey, cabron.
Eddie: Leave some for us.
Kim: FBI. Stop... Did you see that?
Eddie: Oh, that pendejo is really starting to piss me off, man.
Ben: Don't let them get away.
Eddie: Go, go, go.
Ben: Over here. move it.
Kim: That was Alvarez in that car.
Eddie: I knew that puto couldn't be trusted.
Kim: Wha'ts that fucker up to?
Ben: No fucking good. That's for damn sure... You made a mistake, you son of a bitch.
Eddie: They're leaving town. Where are they going?
Ben: It doesn't matter. He's as good as dead.
Kim: We need Mendoza alive. With Duke gone, we need his testimony.
Ben: I wasn't talking about him.
Gangster: It's like shooting fish in a barrel, homes.
Ben: Don't lose them.
Kim: Where you think you're going?
Eddie: I can't see shit.
Ben: God damn it.
Kim: Don't lose them.
Kim: A train.
Eddie: Man, this isn't our mother fucking day.
Kim: We won't make it.
Eddie: Turn... He's getting away.
Kim: He turned left. Can you see? He's driving along the tracks.
Ben: Those fucks are not getting away.
Eddie: There's no mother fucking road here.
Ben: I don't give a shit.
Eddie: Go. Don't lose him... Shit, they're shooting at us.
Eddie: Across the tracks.
Kim: He's looking for some place to hide.
Ben: Yeah, or trying to lure us into a god damn trap. Those fucks are not getting away.
Eddie: There's no mother fucking road here. It's a trap. they're everywhere... Where'd he go?
Gangster: Shoot him.
Ben: Into the building.
Eddie: He turned left. Stop. Nice try you sly mother fucker.
Kim: He ran into the building. Follow him.
Ben: Where's Alvarez?
Eddie: You know, you don't have to do this all by yourself.
Kim: Keep your head down.
Eddie: Say your prayers, homes. This is it for you.
Ben: Don't let him get away.
Baressi: According to our GPS tracking, you and your phone are right outside Juarez. If you can get your hands on Mendoza's PDA, that would be quite a coup. What do you say, McCall? We might learn everything we need to know.
Ben: Where's Alvarez? Can you see Alvarez?
Eddie: Ben, we need Mendoza.
Ben: I am not letting that son of a bitch slip away again.
Eddie: Fuck him, Ben.
Ben: Police. On the ground.
Gangster: There, there, there.
Ben: They blocked the way.
Eddie: Asshole has a fucking army, man.
Ben: Maybe we can find a way around.
Eddie: Looks like you got this.
Gangster: Hey, muchacho.
Ben: Oh, fuck. Get to cover.
Gangster: Put them down.
Eddie: Come here.
Ben: Over there. He ran into the cantina. Watch out.
Eddie: Watch out.