Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Jim Greer.
What are we supposed to fucking do?
No.
(punch lands)
You must have really fucked up to end up in here.
(chuckles)
There's a guard tower on the opposite side,
(panting)
Political prisoners seeking U.S. asylum, yeah.
(coughing, wheezing)
Greer has a heart condition.
Focus on the money.
(panting)
(rapid gunfire in distance)
(grunting)
(children chattering playfully)
Reyes' men...
-Where did they go?! Where?! -(muffled groaning)
(gunshot)
They took him a half an hour ago, maybe less.
-You'll take us there. -I don't know the exact coordinates.
Which is exactly why they need the local partner