Ironside: Don't you know your mother is worried to death?
Pablo Esteban: My mother does not love me.
Ironside: She loves you very much. She didn't know what was going on any more than you did.
Pablo Esteban: Everything turned out so bad.
Ironside: No Pablo, sure they rang in one cheat, one phony on each meeting, but those other people in the room, what happened to them was real, not a lie. I believe in you. You're still very young, Pablo, there'll be time enough when your older to decide what you want to do with your life. How you want to help others. Right now I think you should spend your time just growing up. Am I making sense to you? Do you understand?
Pablo Esteban: Si. Senor. I understand you. I want to go home to Mexico.
Ironside: You'll go. You and your mother on the very first flight we can get you on.
Pablo: Will that be before or after the baseball game. Senor?
Ironside: After. After the baseball game.