He said, ‘Are you American?’

He said, ‘Los Angeles? Me, too. Pasadena.’

He said, ‘This is my cousin, he doesn’t speak much English.’

He said, ‘This is a great place. The people are friendly, laid back.’

He said, ‘Everything down here is so cheap.’

He said, ‘The minimum wage is four dollars.’

He said, ‘What do you do in the States?’

He said, ‘Do you want to come to my aunt’s for lunch?’

He said, ‘I have a motorcycle. I’ll give you a lift back to the bus station.’

He said, ‘Do you like Mexican food?’

He said, ‘What’s your name? Mine’s Joseph. They call me Jesus.’

He said, ‘What are you doing down here? Vacation?’

He said, ‘I just take a paycheck and come down here and live for a while.’

He said, ‘Nicaragua? That place is too hot for me. You been to San Salvador?’

He said, ‘What do you do in the States?’

He said, ‘That’s really great. Is that why you went down there?’

He said, ‘I’m going to college. I’ve completed two years.’

He said, ‘This is a nice place. The people are friendly and there are no communists.’

He said, ‘What’s your name again?’

He said, ‘OK, get over here. We’re the police.’

He said, ‘Feel that? Give us all your money or we’ll kill you.’

He said, ‘Hurry up or you’ll ruin everything.’