"[Jacobs breathing]" "[camera shutter clicking]" "[camera shutter clicking]" "[woman screams] [gunfire]" "[Jacobs breathing heavily]" "Por allá, vamos por allá." "[gunshots]" "No!" "(woman) Tranquilo, tranquilo, tranquilo." "Tome, Señor." "Gracias." "[woman speaking Spanish on television]" "[woman on television] Que vienen, que vienen en estos dìas por usted." "[breathing heavily] [calm piano music]" "(Jacobs) You should get me across the border as soon as possible." "(Driver) Yeah, don't worry." "We have a doctor waiting for you there." "(Jacobs) Good." "[piano music]" "What are we doing to this country?" "All this so our yuppies can have their weekly lines of coke." "Every night a line of blood." "You know what really gets me about being a war photographer?" "(Driver) What?" "(Jacobs) I never have time to play with my kids." "(Driver) So how many you got?" "(Jacobs) None." "Fifteen wars, man." "Fifteen wars." "I've seen the shit holes." "I've been there, seen the slaughtering, taking my pictures." "Click, click, click." "Snap, snap, snap." "And I've had people wounded on their knees in front of me... begging me to help them." "You know what I do?" "Snap." "Take their picture." "I've never saved anybody." "[vehicle honking] (Jacobs) Fifteen wars." "Not a single one." "(Driver) Yeah, but come on." "Your photographs have helped a lot, Mr. Jacobs." "(Jacobs) Yeah, sure, to sell them more newspapers." "[horn honking] You have no idea what I would give just so that one, one of my pictures would make a difference," "change something here." "[tires squealing]" "(Driver) Get down." "(Jacobs) Why?" "(Driver) Get down!" "Get down!" "[tires squealing and helicopter blades beating] [men yelling and horn honking]" "(Jacobs) I'm ruining your car." "[coughs and laughs]" "Vienen por el rìo." "[helicopter blades beating]" "[horn honking]" "(Driver) So tell me:" "why are you a photographer?" "(Jacobs) I don't know." "I don't know; because my mother taught me to see." "[silence]" "Give these to John Blackburn at the Times." "(Driver) No, it's okay;" "you'll give them to him." "What is it?" "(Jacobs) It's "Powder Keg."" "(Driver) The story?" "(Jacobs) The story." "Find my mother." "Give her this." "(Patrol) Buenas tardes." "[camera shutter clicking]" "Pinche gringo." "[knife snaps open]" "(Driver) What are you doing?" "[shutter clicking]" "Stop taking the pictures." "[Driver and man arguing in Spanish]" "Stop taking the pictures!" "Stop- [both yelling in Spanish]" "Stop taking the fucking pictures!" "[men yelling and shutter clicking] [speaking Spanish]" "[gunshot] [tires squealing] [glass shattering] [tires squealing]" "[gunshots]" "We made it, Harvey." "[breathing heavily] We made it." "[man singing] Una palabra no dice nada." "[tires screeching]" "Harvey?" "Harvey." "Harvey, we made it." "We're there." "Harvey." "(man) ...esconde el agua, como las flores, que esconden lodo." "Una mirada no dice nada..." "Shit!" "(man) ...y al mismo tiempo lo dice todo, como la lluvia sobre tu cara, o el viejo mapa y algún tesoro." "Como la lluvia sobre tu cara, o el viejo mapa y algún tesoro." "Mrs. Jacobs?" "(Mrs. Jacobs) Yes?" "(Driver) Mrs. Jacobs" "I was with your son when" "I'm really sorry." "(Mrs. Jacobs) Thank you." "[paper rustling]" "(Driver) You know that he's- he just-won the Pulitzer." "(man) ...no dice nada, y al mismo tiempo..." "He asked me to give you this." "(man) ...porque en tus ojos están mis alas, y está la orilla donde me ahogo." "(Mrs. Jacobs) Oh." "Oh." "(man) ...porque en tus ojos están mis alas, y está la orilla... (Driver) I'm really sorry." "(man) ...donde me ahogo."