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Previously on The Bridge...

ROBLES: Too bad David Tate is

in American custody.

He killed a cop's son here.

Over here we'd make him pay for

the rest of his life.

CHARLOTTE: I'm looking for a

new partner.

FAUSTO: I don't have

partners.

I have employees.

CHARLOTTE: And I have a

tunnel.

ADRIANA: I date women.

I'm an embarrassment to the

family.

SOFIA: You get out.

ADRIANA: With pleasure.

LINDER: I've had a

revelation.

Eva. I want to make her my wife.

BOB: Eva's gone.

EVA: Hey!

Hey!

MAN: Where are you going?

EVA: Colonias.

MAN: I can take you.

LINDER: Detective Cross.

My bride is missing.

CELIA: I saw something.

The girl you were looking for...

I saw her at the police station.

HUGO: Shh.

Please...

Be still.

She needs a hospital.

MAN: Take care of her.

You're a good boy.

HUGO: Please.

♪ Until I'm one

With you

My heart

♪ Shall not

Pass through

Our love will be mistaken. ♪

WADE: Tch, tch, tch, tch.

Whoa.

Whoa.

You're okay.

You want to go get the brush?

You remember where they're at.

SONYA: Sure.

WADE: Go get it.

You want to give him a good

brushing?

SONYA: Sure.

He needs to cool down.

WADE: I'm gonna sell him to a

man in Marion County.

Don't know what he wants with

this cutting horse...

SONYA: Are you going to

retire?

WADE: Papers have been on

my desk for two months.

Carmen says I'm stalling.

Maybe I am.

SONYA: Well, I need to know.

Yes or no.

WADE: Not at the moment.

No, I am not.

SONYA: Good.

WADE: Why is that good?

SONYA: I want to work the

dead girls of Juárez.

WADE: Is this about the,

uh...

supposed bride of Steven Linder?

SONYA: Yeah.

WADE: Sonya, that's a man you

don't want to put a whole lot of

stock in.

SONYA: (sighs) He said the

car that picked Eva up had U.S.

plates.

What if an American is involved

in this?

It's our responsibility to do

something.

WADE: Yeah, responsibility,

maybe.

Jurisdiction, no.

SONYA: Well, if an American

commits a capital crime-- like

murder-- in Mexico, jurisdiction

is determined by both parties.

WADE: So you been studying

up.

SONYA: They have to do

something, Hank.

WADE: Hey, Sonya...

look at me.

For the past 15 years, the

Mexican police, us, the Mexican

army, the FBI, everybody has

been working that case.

There's been prosecutions.

Hell, there's been convictions.

They got all kind of people

locked up, and still those girls

die.

It's a black hole.

SONYA: I want to work the

dead girls with Marco.

You'll be bored if you retire.

LINDER: Thanks for your help.

ROBLES: Those women would

have better luck at the morgue.

CELIA: They hold vigils at

the morgue, too.

ROBLES: I know.

If they're not gone in 15

minutes, have them kicked out of

here!

MONTE: Thank you.

Out.

Horchatas on me.

I try to not use my office for

my more sensitive work.

RAY: I don't know, Monte.

Looks like you might be getting

paranoid.

MONTE: Retainer agreements.

Sign these and you'll have

attorney-client privilege.

RAY: I already got an

attorney.

MONTE: Not for this you

don't.

My fee is ten percent of the

company's profits.

RAY: Company?

What-what company?

MONTE: Millwright

Transportation Services.

You're the CEO.

Ray and Cesar are employees.

My associate Benjamin DeLarge

will help you set up a corporate

account at Rayburn National

Bank.

He'll also handle the IRS.

RAY: Whoa, whoa, hey.

Whatever deals y'all been

cutting, someone forgot to send

a memo to old Ray Ray here.

Bro, ten percent?

That's a little steep.

MONTE: It's an industry

standard.

RAY: Industry? Look, Tex...

CESAR: Let the man talk,

Ray Ray.

MONTE: Gracias, Cesar.

Point is a rising tide lifts all

boats, hence the ten percent.

CHARLOTTE: We agree, Monte.

Fausto asked me out to dinner.

Should I go?

RAY: No way, Char.

CESAR: I don't think that's a

good idea, señora.

MONTE: Señor Galvan likes to

get what he wants.

He finds you captivating, Ms.

Millwright.

An opinion I share.

CHARLOTTE: Tell him we agree

to his terms.

Thank you for everything, Monte.

MONTE: It is my pleasure,

Ms. Millwright.

RAY: Char, I'm feeling way

out of the loop here.

CHARLOTTE: There is no loop,

Ray.

You can agree to what Monte's

offering or you can leave.

Simple as that.

RAY: Leave?

You brought me here to help you.

CHARLOTTE: Help me?

You went behind my back with

Tim.

RAY: Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.

I saw an opportunity and...

CHARLOTTE: "Muff dove."

Was that an opportunity, too?

RAY: She raped me.

CHARLOTTE: Oh, really, Ray?

RAY: Yeah, it was some kind

of cartel thing, you know.

I was only doing what I had to

do.

CHARLOTTE: Well, now I'm

doing what I have to do:

protect myself.

Are you with me?

RAY: Yeah. Shit.

I'm sorry, babe.

CHARLOTTE: Show me some

respect.

RAY: What?

You have a great ass.

I couldn't help myself.

CHARLOTTE: You work for me

now.

Does Cesar slap my ass?

CESAR: No, señora.

MARCO: You're not giving up

on this, huh?

SONYA: I knew you'd come.

MARCO: It's good to see you,

too.

Celia came to me.

She saw Eva Guerra at the police

station.

SONYA: What?

She's in custody?

MARCO: Nope.

She's not there anymore.

SONYA: So she...

disappeared from your police

station?

MARCO: I don't know that.

Celia saw her.

That's all I know right now.

SONYA: Did you go to your

captain with this?

MARCO: I needed to talk to

someone I trust first.

Sonya... something like this has

many layers.

It's dangerous.

You need to be careful.

SONYA: I know.

We need to be careful.

FRYE: What is that shit--

cupcakes?

ADRIANA: It's for your first

day back.

FRYE: I told you I didn't

want a big deal out of it.

ADRIANA: It is a big deal.

Come on, it'll be fun watching

people pretend they missed you.

FRYE: Look, I just want to

get back to work, all right?

Maybe we talk to the DA about

Tate, maybe...

ADRIANA: Sherry wants to ease

you back in.

FRYE: Ease me back in?

What does that mean?

A Kiwanis club meeting?

ADRIANA: Millie Quintana

turns a hundred this Saturday.

400 words, heartwarming.

FRYE: I'd rather stab a

pencil in my eye than write that

story.

Let's skip the cupcakes.

Get in, let's go.

Let's get it over with.

Oh, my God.

Old people.

Who wants to be a hundred

anyway?

ADRIANA: Be nice.

The television's on.

FRYE: Hey, Adriana.

That does not look good.

She could be hurt.

Go, uh... go around, see if

there's a back door, window.

Hey! Hey, lady!

Hey!

Lady?

ADRIANA: She's dead.

FRYE: I'm gonna look around.

Holy shit.

ADRIANA: Shit.

CELIA: We need to hurry.

SONYA: Are you sure you saw

her in here?

CELIA: Yes, three days ago.

SONYA: Then why is she not in

the system?

CELIA: I don't know.

She was in here.

SONYA: There. Stop.

It's her.

Do you know him?

CELIA: No, I can't tell.

ROBLES: Marco.

CELIA: Oh, shit!

ROBLES: Are you working?

MARCO: Yes.

ROBLES: On which case?

MARCO: Shooting in Rivera Del

Bravo.

ROBLES: I didn't hear about

that case.

MARCO: Domestic violence.

A family quarrel, I think.

ROBLES: Oh.

You're very dedicated, Marco.

Very dedicated.

FRYE: Oh, hey, mama, why

don't you hook a gimp up and

throw a little somethin'

somethin' in the back of my car?

What you got?

ADRIANA: Nobody would go on

the record, but it's a lot of

money.

FRYE: No shit, Sherlock.

Define a lot.

ADRIANA: About $30 million is

the number I heard.

FRYE: Ooh. So, some old bitty

dies baby-sitting a cartel

fortune.

I'd say it's a pretty decent

first day back at work, wouldn't

you?

ADRIANA: That's not all.

Half of it's euros.

FRYE: No shit?

ADRIANA: Yeah.

Thanks. I appreciate it.

Want to take a guess on the

final count?

FRYE: Uh, 50 million bucks.

Cops always estimate low in case

they can pocket some.

ADRIANA: $40 million.

FRYE: I was close.

ADRIANA: And 20 million

euros.

FRYE: Wow. It's-it's like

$65 million U.S.?

ADRIANA: All a hundreds and

twenties, both currencies.

FRYE: What is up with the

whole euro thing?

ADRIANA: That's the story.

FRYE: It's weird.

It's really weird.

But I like it.

Weird is good.

ALEX: This came for you.

ADRIANA: Thank you.

FRYE: Thanks, Alex.

What the hell is that?

"Who is Millie Quintana?"

♪ Tommy's got

His six-string in hock

Now he's holding in

♪ What used to make him talk

So tough

It's tough

♪ She says we've got

To hold on

To what we've got

♪ It doesn't make a difference

If we make it or not

We've got each other

♪ And that's a lot for love

We'll give it a shot

Whoa

♪ We're halfway there

Whoa-oh

Livin' on a prayer

♪ Take my hand

We'll make it, I swear

Whoa-oh

♪ Livin' on a prayer

Whoa

We're halfway there... ♪

RAY: Uh-uh.

I'm driving, Pedro.

CESAR: Cesar, you son of a

bitch.

RAY: Whatever.

CESAR: Damn good-for-nothing

white boy.

HUGO: Move the crib to the

back room.

I gotta go.

MARCO: Where is she?

HUGO: I don't know what

you're talking about.

MARCO: The girl who was

at the station.

Her name is Eva.

You were on duty that night.

Was there a party?

HUGO: No.

MARCO: You're lying.

HUGO: Marco, don't get

involved in this.

MARCO: I am involved.

I'm in up to my ass!

Tell me where she's at!

What happened to her?

You'd better be careful.

SONYA: What did you do?

MARCO: She's alive.

RAY: You said you knew where

we were going.

CESAR: I do.

RAY: We missed the highway.

CESAR: It's safer this way,

Ray.

RAY: Shit, man, I took fast

boats loaded to the rails with

coke into Miami, never got

stopped once.

You know why?

CESAR: Why, Ray?

RAY: It's 'cause I didn't

give a shit about not being

seen.

It's like that scene in

Apocalypse Now where Bobby D

makes those boys go surfing with

Charlie firing on their ass.

CESAR: I've never seen it.

RAY: The point is, all this

creeping around is what draws

suspicion.

I'm turning around.

CESAR: Stop the truck.

RAY: Why?

CESAR: I want to get off.

This isn't good.

RAY (laughing): I ain't

stopping.

Grow some huevos, bro.

CESAR: Damn American.

SONYA: What is this place?

MARCO: Used to be a

monastery.

Now it's a house for the damned.

SONYA: And Eva's here?

MARCO: If we're lucky, yes.

He was supposed to kill her and

bury her in the desert.

We'll talk about it later.

Good evening.

Marco Ruiz, policia.

Thank you.

Has anybody asked about her?

SISTER GUADALUPE: No.

She was in bad shape when she

arrived.

She's safe here.

MARCO: No, Sister.

She's not safe here.

SISTER GUADALUPE: Come with

me.

Por aquí.

There she is.

She hasn't said a word since she

arrived.

Seems she was drugged.

MARCO: We're taking her.

SISTER GUADALUPE: If you

must.

MARCO: Yes, Sister.

We must.

SONYA: Eva.

You're safe.

All right?

All right? Come with us.

You're good.

He's okay.

SISTER GUADALUPE: Está bien.

SONYA: He's okay.

MARCO: She was taken to a

party...

drugged, raped...

who knows what else?

SONYA: Police?

MARCO: Some.

SONYA: We need to fix this.

MARCO: Yeah, well, not now,

Sonya.

She-She's not safe in Mexico.

We need to get her across the

border.

I have this friend.

He's a paramedic.

He can get access to an

ambulance.

To get her across...

you sit in the back, show your

badge at the border.

All right?

You should not have any

problems.

SONYA: All right.

I can do that.

MARCO: Thank you.

SONYA: But you'll do

something about this?

MARCO: Yes.

SONYA: Didn't know who else

to call.

I think she needs

medical attention.

WADE: Yeah, well, Carmen's

coming back from the hospital.

She'll do what she can do,

but... she might need more.

Come on, sweetie.

I fixed up your old room.

SONYA: Thanks.

WADE: Step up.

Up.

Step up.

How'd you get her

across the border?

SONYA: Ambulance.

Marco called in a favor.

WADE: Who else knows that

she's here?

SONYA: Nobody.

WADE: So, you want to tell me

what this is about?

SONYA: Cops in Juárez did

this to her.

Marco told me to stay out of it.

WADE: Yeah, well, let him

handle it.

SONYA: He's in no shape to

handle it.

WADE: He's grieving.

SONYA: I watched him beat a

man half to death yesterday.

WADE: Related to this case?

SONYA: Yes.

MAN: You know, I prefer, uh,

the rib eye.

It's all about the fat.

CHARLOTTE: I prefer T-bones.

My boyfriend likes them better.

MAN: Come a long way since

Tampa.

I wish I could say the same for

Ray...

CHARLOTTE: Do I know you?

MAN: Froome.

Arliss Froome.

We know about the tunnel.

And we know about Señor Fausto

Galvan.

You know...

we know a lot of things,

Charlotte.

CHARLOTTE: Who are you?

FROOME: Well, right now...

I am your only friend.

CHARLOTTE: FBI?

I knew it.

FROOME: No, not exactly.

But you know what I like?

I like the way you're thinking.

It means that you know what's

coming.

CHARLOTTE: What's coming?

FROOME: Right now, nothing.

And make sure you go to that

dinner with Fausto.

CHARLOTTE: How do you know

about that?

FROOME: We know everything.

I'll be in touch.

T-bones?

HUGO: Yes, I'm on my way.

Diapers? Really?

All right. Diapers it is.

Yes, yes. No beer.

Shit.

SONYA: Hi.

MARCO: Hi.

What are you doing here?

SONYA: You don't look so

good.

MARCO: I was... sleeping.

It's late.

SONYA: Can I have a drink?

MARCO: Uh, yeah.

Sure.

Come in.

Don't you have something else to

do tonight?

SONYA: You beat that man up.

He was a cop.

MARCO: We found Eva, right?

SONYA: You're a cop.

You can't do that.

MARCO: Oh, yes, I can.

And I did.

SONYA: Something's changed,

Marco.

MARCO: A lot of things

changed.

Alma is gone.

My daughters are gone.

Gus is dead.

SONYA: I know what you're

thinking.

MARCO: Is that so?

SONYA: You want to kill David

Tate.

MARCO: He took everything

from me.

But he's safe.

He'll go to trial.

Maybe get the death penalty.

I don't know and I don't care.

It's out of my hands.

SONYA: When Lisa was

murdered...

I wanted the man who did it to

die.

I prayed for it to happen.

MARCO: Well, maybe Hank

should have killed him when he

had the chance.

SONYA: He would never do

that.

MARCO: Of course not.

He's a good man.

I'll be okay, Sonya.

SONYA: Okay.

MARCO: Okay.

There's nothing I can do.

Don't worry.

I won't do anything stupid.

SONYA: I know.

You're a good man.

MARCO: Hmm.

SONYA: All right.

Have a good night.

♪ Do you know

How I feel

♪ About you?

Do you know

This is real ♪

♪ How I feel around you?

♪ When I see you look at me

I'm not sure of anything

All I know is, when you smile

I believe in everything... ♪

♪ Do you know

How I dream

How I dream about you?

♪ Do you know

How I feel

Do you know... ♪

WADE: Take your boots off,

please.

♪ Do you know

How I feel

How I feel about you?

♪ Doesn't take much to tell

That I love, oh, I... ♪

ADRIANA: Elena called me.

SOFIA: It's Daniela.

She never got off the bus.

♪ But you're nowhere near

No, you're nowhere near... ♪

ADRIANA: Madre...

♪ No, you're nowhere near

Oh, oh, oh...

♪ Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh...

Oh, oh, oh

♪ Oh, oh

Oh, oh... ♪

FAUSTO: I'm so sorry for your

loss.

Drink.

MARCO: Gracias.

FAUSTO: Have another.

MARCO: I didn't know who else

to call.

FAUSTO: In 20 years, you've

never asked me for anything.

You never wanted to be indebted.

Why now?

MARCO: Because now I don't

care.

FAUSTO: Fair enough.

MARCO: You have people inside

the jails?

FAUSTO: Yes.

MARCO: And in El Paso?

FAUSTO: Everywhere.

MARCO: If someone...

is protected...

in solitary...

FAUSTO: The asshole who

murdered your son?

MARCO: Mm-hmm.

FAUSTO: It's not easy.

But it's not impossible.

Ask it, and it will

be done, Marco.

I will have him killed for you.

MARCO: No.

I want to kill him myself.

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