Good luck.
If there's a problem, follow the roses.
Take care of yourself, son.
Rosa?
How are you doing?
Okay, more or less.
Just remember it's 1 kg for 2.2 lbs.
I'm here for anything you need.
Turn that off, Adela. Please.
You should give it to Darius so he can make real Mexican food.
Not those terrible burritos.
It's called "La Riata."
Crazy man.
Are you sure we are gonna be safe here?
Of course. Trust me.
We're not gonna die on the first one, right?
Don't jinx it.
Get comfortable. We'll be here for the next 12 hours.
Weapons of Class 4 and lower have been authorized for use during the Purge.
All other weapons are restricted.
Government officials of ranking 10...
...will be legal for 12 continuous hours.
Police, fire, and emergency medical services
will be unavailable until tomorrow morning...
This reminds me of home, Adela.
This is home now.
You know what I mean.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe we have to forget where we came from.
And accept where we are.
Like you said.
What the hell are you talking about, Adela?
It's a holy day, a festive day.
Take it easy.
Why is the gate open?
Look over there.
Let's get them before they go too far.
It came from the house.
Run.
You take the guys on the left, and I'll take the right.
Untie them, I'll cover you!
Call me back, please!
No luck?
Rosa?
What happened?
A police van?
Why the...
Take care of yourself, Rosa.
Fucking pig!
You're a pig!
Now these assholes are really pissing me off.
Adela, get on!
Let's go to Mexico.
Look.
It's the roses.
The rose.
It's here.
Drop the weapons!
Who the fuck are you?
We followed the signs.
And the white girl?
She's with me.
She's pregnant. Don't scare her.
Follow me.
You're the last ones.
What happened?
Yes, boss.
Motherfucker.
I love you.
Adela, wake up.
Kill this fucking pig!
Kill this pig!
Kill him!
Are you okay, my love?
Congratulations, Dad.