Roy Max: Javala [SP]. We're okay. I'm okay. Are you good?
Man: Okay. At least we tried. We got to get out of here. Quick. Son of a bitch. Quick. Quick. Javala go. I need you to get up the roof of this building and get to [?]. Tell them to wait for me. Now go. Jump. Go.
Roy Max: I was just about to run to the roof when my savior and friend, the man whose unborn child I had just killed for decided to leave without me.
Man 2: Roy Max, get in. Quick.
Roy Max: I can't believe. That bastard just flew off, after everything we've been through. I saved his girlfriend's life.
Man 2: Who? [Harold Pasos?]?
Roy Max: Yeah, [Harold Pasos?].
Man 2: I know. I thought you guys were very close.
Roy Max: We were.
Man 2: You know what, I did a background check.
Roy Max: Jesus.
Man 2: I mean I thought the two of you worked for [?]?
Roy Max: Yeah, so?
Man 2: So? Did you get paid by Victor?
Roy Max: Victor? No.
Man 2: Then [?], good. Six times, didn't [?] til a few months before he turned back. He even paid for a ticket for him to go to New York.
Roy Max: Why?
Man 2: I don't know. My guess is to meet you.
Roy Max: But why?
Man 2: I don't know. Maybe he liked you. Maybe he thought you needed a break.
Roy Max: That's funny.
Man 2: I don't know. Maybe he wanted some dumb gringo to come down here, to shoot things up, and maybe to take the right for Rodrigo when he got shot.
Roy Max: I don't believe that.
Man 2 : All right. Because you are not a dumb gringo or because you are?
Roy Max: No, I don't have no fucking clue anymore.
Man 2: Okay. Let me ask you something.
Roy Max: What?
Man 2: Well what is it that you really thought that you were doing down there in Panama? Don't tell me you're so naive as to think you were just down there guarding a woman.
Roy Max: I didn't know what to say. I'd been so loaded in Panama I could scarcely remember my own name. I know things that got real heavy.