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Previously on The Bridge...

JACK: I'm Jack Dobbs.

Uh, so, you here to see someone?

SONYA: Your brother.

I'm Sonya Cross, Lisa's sister.

MARCO: What exactly are you

looking for?

ABELARDO: I'm not sure yet.

I'll know it when I see it.

SONYA: What's going on down

here?

MARCO: Yesterday someone

tried to kill me.

It was one of my own men.

GUARD: What do you plan to

do in the U.S.?

ELEANOR: Work.

GUARD: Have a nice day.

WADE: What the hell is that?

ELEANOR: Help me.

DEX: Come on.

I'm out of here, dude.

ELEANOR: Please.

I need help.

I'm cold.

KYLE: What happened to your

clothes?

ELEANOR: Uh...

There was man blood on them.

KYLE: Maybe we should call

the police.

ELEANOR: Oh, no, no, no.

Please don't.

I'm fine.

You can help me.

KYLE: Okay.

ELEANOR: What's your name?

KYLE: Kyle.

ELEANOR: Have you known

grace, Kyle?

Grace.

The light that goes through

everything.

KYLE: Uh...

I don't know.

ELEANOR: I've used up all of

mine.

Maybe it's not too late for you.

KYLE: What are you doing?

ELEANOR: Help me.

You have to help me.

KYLE: Okay, okay, okay, okay,

okay, okay.

Please, please.

ELEANOR: If you help me,

I will let you touch me down

there.

Okay?

KYLE: Here.

ELEANOR: I don't wear pink.

KYLE: Come on, they'll wake

up if I go back in there.

ELEANOR: It would be bad.

I've never worn pink.

It's for whores and little girls

who want to be princesses.

KYLE: Okay...

ELEANOR: Something else.

Please, Kyle.

KYLE (whispers): Here.

ELEANOR: What's his name?

KYLE: Danny.

What are you doing?

ELEANOR: Can you see it?

KYLE: See what?

ELEANOR: The light coming off

him.

KYLE: We should go now.

ELEANOR: You should say

good-bye to him.

KYLE: Okay...

Good-bye.

♪ Until I'm one

With you

My heart

♪ Shall not

Pass through

Until I'm one

♪ With you

Our love will be mistaken. ♪

COOPER: Sit.

Good dog.

SONYA: Tore the carotid.

WADE: Yep.

SONYA: Doesn't look like a

knife wound.

WADE: Did the job though,

didn't it?

SONYA: Why not a knife?

WADE: Used what was handy, I

suppose.

SONYA: So unplanned.

Self-defense.

WADE: Maybe, maybe not.

SONYA: Why keep the car

running?

WADE: Took a while for him to

bleed out, I suppose.

Plus, these electric jobs, you

can't tell.

Be nice if something about this

whole thing made sense.

SONYA: I think there was

a woman in the car.

WADE: You took a personal day

yesterday, didn't you?

SONYA: Yeah.

WADE: What for?

SONYA: I have 32 unused

personal days.

WADE: Did you go see Dobbs?

SONYA: Nope, I didn't see

him.

WADE: Dobbs's brother?

SONYA: Yes, we had lunch.

WADE: What for?

SONYA: I gave him a picture.

We... just... talked.

He's nice.

WADE: What'd you talk about?

SONYA: Lisa.

We talked about Lisa.

WADE: That man's brother

killed your sister.

SONYA: That doesn't make him

a criminal.

Statistically speaking, there's

no reason to assume that.

WADE: Bullshit.

SONYA: Would you be talking

to me like this if I was a man?

WADE: No.

SONYA: Right.

WADE: You're right.

SONYA: So why don't we just

work.

WADE: Okay.

SONYA: Okay.

Morning.

BLUDHORN: Morning.

SONYA: Sonya Cross, El Paso

PD.

That your work?

BLUDHORN: I told them I don't

do that kind of thing.

I-I was gonna call you and...

SONYA: Make you do what, sir?

WADE: The dog?

BLUDHORN: Uh... I-I assume

you're here about what's in the

basement.

Right?

They, uh, came in about a month

ago.

Didn't-didn't say where they got

my name or number.

Just said they had a job.

SONYA: There were two of

them?

BLUDHORN: Uh, yeah, the...

uh... um, a man and a woman.

And this woman, she was... she

was kind of peculiar, you know?

SONYA: Get their names?

BLUDHORN: No, ma'am.

I-I didn't ask.

I'm-I'm sorry. I'm sorry, but

I-I was very clear with them.

I told them I did not want this

job.

The partner, he said he was

going to cut off my hands and

kill my entire family.

Plus, they-they paid cash.

Um, it's-it's... it's right in

here.

Um...

MARCO: Luisa?

Luisa, wake up.

I have to go.

LUISA: It's too early.

Stay in bed for a bit.

MARCO: I can't.

I've got to work.

LUISA: Mm.

BAKER: No. No charge for you,

Detective.

MARCO: No. No, thank you.

Gracias.

BAKER: Everything okay?

MARCO: Yes, everything is

okay.

MAN: He was scared shitless.

ALEJANDRO: Did you lose

something, or what?

MARCO: What?

Really tough asshole?

You feeling really tough?

MARCO: You want to shoot me,

asshole?

Right here.

Take it, asshole!

Take it!

Take it, asshole. Now!

Come on!

Here. Here it is.

ROBLES: What is the problem?

MARCO: You have no balls,

asshole.

ROBLES: Marco, calm down.

ABELARDO: Those stains won't

come out.

We have an appointment, right?

MARCO: Yes, I know.

ABELARDO: Bueno.

I'll see you in a while.

WADE: Taxidermist said he

took this bullet out of the dog.

SONYA: What about the body?

WADE: Well, the beetles

pretty well took care of the

prints, so we'll submit dental

records.

SONYA: Okay.

WADE: Okay.

WADE: Hey!

Joe, what can I do for you?

McKENZIE: That's our dog,

Yankee.

RIVAS: The dog was mentioned

in a crime scene flyer your

department circulated.

WADE: Well, we were hoping

for help identifying the

John Doe in the car.

McKENZIE: I'm gonna need to

see the complete file,

everything you got.

WADE: You want to tell me

why?

McKENZIE: Won't know until

I've seen the file.

BLUDHORN: It was a man and a

woman and, like I said, I never

saw either 'em before in

my life.

SONYA: That him?

BLUDHORN: Oh, yes, yes,

ma'am, that-that-that was him.

SONYA: What about the woman?

BLUDHORN: Well, she was...

she was like the boss.

She had this big ledger book,

and she went around taking notes

about everything.

SONYA: Mm.

BLUDHORN: And she dressed

kind of funny.

Um, churchy, or Amishy.

WADE: So, no dope in the car,

no dope at the taxidermist.

This is the DEA taking an

interest in stuffed dogs?

McKENZIE: We are now.

RIVAS: The John Doe you found

at the taxidermist is Jimmy

Tecca.

McKENZIE: One of ours.

Undercover field agent.

The dog, too.

WADE: Sorry for your loss.

However, we caught the case.

It's ours.

McKENZIE: No, not anymore.

SONYA: They say anything

about the body?

BLUDHORN: Um, they weren't

too happy when I said I needed

to beetle it.

SONYA: They wanted it

mounted?

BLUDHORN: Posed, yes, ma'am,

but it was too far gone.

Maggots and off gassing, and...

Not to mention the illegality of

it all.

Uh, but the problem was, they

had it in a storage unit.

Two days in this heat, there

ain't nothing I can do.

COOPER

The DEA's outside.

WADE: Um...

caramel?

They're from France.

They got this sea salt in the

middle.

They're hell on the crowns, but

I like 'em.

RIVAS: I don't do sugar.

WADE: Why not?

RIVAS: It's poison.

WADE: Okay.

So, um... tell you what.

Why don't we sit down, and I'll

tell you what I got, you tell me

what you got, and we act like

law enforcement professionals?

McKENZIE: That's good.

WADE: Yeah, it's good.

Have another one.

McKENZIE: Who's that?

WADE: Lead investigator

Sonya Cross.

Sonya, this is Joe McKenzie and

Pete Rivas from the DEA.

Come on in.

McKENZIE: Close the door.

SONYA: Multiple stab wounds

to the carotid.

WADE: Passenger fled the

scene.

You know him?

McKENZIE: Yovani Garza.

He's an escort for Fausto

Galvan.

WADE: Mm.

SONYA: There were no drugs in

the car.

WADE: We've been over that,

Sonya.

RIVAS: You get a description

of the passenger?

SONYA: Uh, female, brunette.

Taxidermist said she has some

sort of ledger with her; thought

that she was in charge.

McKENZIE: Interesting.

WADE: Does that ring a bell?

McKENZIE: Could be a

girlfriend.

We'll look into it.

SONYA: What about Agent

Tecca?

McKENZIE: Agent Tecca and

Yankee were responsible for over

three tons of seizures, dozens

of arrests in Juarez.

They put a serious dent in

Fausto Galvan's operation.

SONYA: When did he go

missing?

McKENZIE: Last month.

SONYA: Our suspects wanted

Agent Tecca mounted, but the

decomp was too bad.

McKENZIE: These people

are depraved.

RIVAS: We'd prefer you leave

out mention of the taxidermy.

Something like that can hurt the

family.

WADE: Absolutely.

McKENZIE: I personally

trained Agent Tecca.

We're on the same bowling team.

WADE: Okay, um, so how do you

want to chop this up?

McKENZIE: Since Tecca was

ours, we'll take the lead

on that.

WADE: Good, good.

We'll take Garza.

SONYA: What about the

passenger-- the woman?

McKENZIE: Yeah, we'll want to

be in on that, too.

Just don't make any moves

without coordinating with us.

WADE: Good.

McKENZIE: And I want the dog.

SONYA: Oh, I'm sorry, the dog

is evidence in this case.

McKENZIE: The dog is a

goddamn hero; I'm not gonna have

it sitting in some evidence room

gathering dust.

SONYA: That is against pro...

WADE: You got a deal.

KYLE: Brought you a PBJ.

ELEANOR: Are they gone?

KYLE: Yes.

ELEANOR: Is it safe?

KYLE: Yes.

I got on the bus and ditched,

just like you told me.

ELEANOR: Good boy.

So...

Do you want to touch me now?

KYLE: Y-Yes.

But...

not here.

ELEANOR: Do you drive?

KYLE: Just have my learner's

permit.

ELEANOR: So you drive.

KYLE: Only with an adult.

ELEANOR: I am an adult.

ADRIANA: Time for your daily

two?

FRYE: Not yet.

ADRIANA: How's that going?

FRYE: Go a lot better three

hours from now.

Don't give me that look.

ADRIANA: Hola, buenos tardes.

CONCIERGE: 300 pesos for the

first hour, 180 pesos for each

additional hour.

Pay in advance.

And we out of towels.

ADRIANA: No.

We're looking for Raul Quintana.

He works at the bar.

CONCIERGE: Don't know him.

ADRIANA: Can we take a look?

CONCIERGE: That's up to you.

ADRIANA: Thank you.

Come on.

ADRIANA: Can I get two Cokes?

FRYE: Sure you don't want to

throw some whiskey in there?

ADRIANA: We're working.

FRYE: Oh, yeah, I forgot.

ADRIANA: You know, it's rude

to stare.

FRYE: How can you not?

He's six-foot-four and gorgeous.

I'm finding myself genuinely

aroused.

ADRIANA: Hey, we're looking

for Raul Quintana.

Do you know him?

BARTENDER: Who?

ADRIANA: Raul Quintana.

FRYE: You're not saying it

right.

Bonito.

Raul Quintana.

Hmm?

RAUL: ♪ ...and I'm stronger

FRYE: Ay, chihuahua.

So you are... Like, that was

muy, muy, muy es caliente.

ADRIANA: We want to ask you

some questions about your

Aunt Millie.

RAUL: How did you find me?

ADRIANA: Your landlord.

RAUL: Shit.

Who sent you?

ADRIANA: Nobody.

We're with the El Paso Times.

We just want to ask you some

questions.

FRYE: Yeah, look, uh, a week

after your aunt died, you and

your relatives were deported.

What... uh, look, Daniel Frye.

The Times.

ADRIANA: Six months after

getting asylum.

RAUL: This doesn't mean shit

to me.

How do I know you're not cops?

FRYE: (laughs) Uh, trust me,

I'm not a cop.

ADRIANA: Did they give you a

reason when they deported you?

RAUL: I'm not doing this.

FRYE: Whoa, whoa.

ADRIANA: No, no, please

don't go.

FRYE: Yeah, anything you can

tell us, at all, about the

60 million bucks, and your aunt,

that'd be amazing.

ADRIANA: We just want to know

how your aunt got mixed up with

the cartel.

RAUL: Cartel?

I'm not talking about this.

I want you to leave now!

FRYE: No, no, chillax, bro.

Just relax...

Ooh.

ADRIANA: Hey, Daniel...

COOPER: You were right.

Come take a look.

A fishing buddy at ICE got me

this an hour ago.

SONYA: Hank seen this?

COOPER: Nope.

The DEA requested the same

footage, same time.

There's your dead guy.

SONYA: Stop.

Run it back.

There.

Would you call that "churchy"?

COOPER: I'd call that

downright devout.

SONYA: Print it.

Put out an APB.

COOPER: Run it by Hank?

Loop in the DEA?

SONYA: They didn't inform us

they pulled the ICE tapes.

Put it out.

COOPER: Yes, ma'am.

MARCO: We're not supposed to

meet for another hour.

ABELARDO: Yes, but better

now?

Eh, un whiskey soda, por favor.

Gracias.

What happened today?

MARCO: Do you want to make an

official interrogation-- here?

ABELARDO: No, we're just

talking.

MARCO: Of course.

ABELARDO: You don't trust me.

That's fine.

Smart, what you did today--

very smart of you.

Something happens to you,

everybody knows who to look at.

MARCO: They send you here

from Mexico City to make us

think that you care about

Juárez.

So you just arrest a couple of

cops, throw them in jail for a

week and you think that takes

care of it.

ABELARDO: There is no such

thing as the truth, Marco.

Only different versions of it.

MARCO: Okay, enough of this

bullshit.

What do you want to know?

ABELARDO: Mira.

Hugo Marquez.

Shot dead at a stoplight on

Avenuda Sol.

Two hours prior, you had an

argument with him.

MARCO: Si, him.

ABELARDO: About what?

MARCO: That's what you want

to know?

ABELARDO: It would help me a

lot to understand it.

MARCO: He told me something

he shouldn't have.

ABELARDO: Like what?

You know what some say about

your police station?

It's a place where young women

come asking for help...

They never leave.

MARCO: You're stepping onto a

very dangerous path.

Are you sure you want to do

that?

FRYE: Please tell me that's a

bag full of Oxy.

ADRIANA: I got you aspirin.

FRYE: Aspirin's useless.

Hey, if anyone ever asks, I did

this defending your honor at a

biker bar.

ADRIANA: Yeah, whatever.

You really screwed us on this,

Daniel.

FRYE: It's not my fault.

RAUL: It's me.

FRYE: No, hey, hey, hey, hey.

What are you doing...

RAUL: Sorry, honey, I had to

do that.

Does it hurt?

FRYE: Uh, just a little.

RAUL: I didn't want to be

seen talking to you.

Weird shit has been happening

since my aunt died.

FRYE: Is someone following

you?

RAUL: All the time.

FRYE: Who?

RAUL: I don't know.

ADRIANA: Why would somebody

want to be following you?

RAUL: The person you want to

talk to is Chuchito.

He helped my aunt with the

money.

ADRIANA: In what kind of way?

RAUL: You have to ask him.

ADRIANA: Were you guys

friends?

RAUL: Something like that.

I'm-I'm worried.

Haven't seen him in a week.

I'm afraid to go by his place.

ADRIANA: Why?

RAUL: I'm telling you,

I'm being watched.

FRYE: Okay, relax.

RAUL: If you find him, can

you tell him to call his

bomboncito?

FRYE: Oh, I get it.

RAUL: No.

Something happened to him.

Now, please...

I have to go.

SONYA: You wanted something?

WADE: Yep. Come on in.

Close the door.

You didn't tell me that you had

Cooper pull that ICE video.

SONYA: We got an image.

WADE: And you went ahead and

put out an APB on this woman?

SONYA: Yes.

WADE: You were here, Sonya.

You heard what we had agreed to

with those guys.

We owe them a heads-up on

something like...

SONYA: We need to find her

before she goes back to Mexico.

WADE: We need for you to

follow protocol.

SONYA: They didn't share the

ICE tapes with us.

WADE: Sonya, something like

this is liable to set them off.

They could shut us out...

SONYA: I'm sorry.

You're mad at me because of Jack

Dobbs, aren't you?

WADE: Nope. This has nothing

to do with that.

SONYA: Yes, it does.

What do you want to know, Hank?

I had sex with him.

And I'm sorry about the APB.

WADE: Apology accepted.

SONYA: Okay.

WADE: Okay.

WADE: You remember me?

JACK: Yeah.

WADE: I don't remember you

and your brother being that

close.

JACK: We weren't.

Good to see you, Detective.

WADE: Wish I could say the

same.

WADE: Prefer if you didn't

smoke around me.

JACK: Not a smoker?

WADE: Was. Know better now.

JACK: You want something, or

is this just some good old boy

meet-and-greet routine?

WADE: Just want to talk to

you about someone.

JACK: Maybe you should have

this talk with her.

WADE: It's not my place.

JACK: So you came to see me?

WADE: See, Sonya has a focus

problem.

She gets too focused-- makes her

a great cop, but... personal

life is not so good.

JACK: I think she can handle

herself.

WADE: It's not her I'm

worried about.

One thing this job teaches you

is that bad doesn't just happen,

it's bred in.

Now, you might be a fine member

of society, contributing to the

betterment of mankind...

but... he's your brother.

You share the same blood.

You share all the same messed-up

shit that went into making the

kind of human that takes the

life of another human.

That's in you, Jack.

I know that sounds harsh, but

it's the truth.

JACK: We both know what

happened in that hotel room.

You tell her that?

WADE: Do the Christian thing,

see your brother into the

ground, and then go back to

where you came from.

♪ Is everything real

In a love I can't conceal?

We are material

♪ I'll tear it all down

Not afraid to start again

Leave this painted room

And burn the paper moon... ♪

MARCO: Who is it?

LUIS: It's me, Marco, Luis.

MARCO: What do you want?

LUIS: Captain wants to see

you.

We've been looking and looking

for you-- and nothing.

MARCO: What about?

LUIS: You'll see.

MARCO: Ah.

McKENZIE: Come in.

Close the door.

Are you an ogre man or a troll

man, Rivas?

RIVAS: I like Call of Duty

and pussy.

You make up your mind?

McKENZIE: That shitbird

Fausto Galvan was gonna hang our

friend on a wall.

So let's hang him on one

instead.

RIVAS: She's in El Paso.

You want me to get some guys

together?

McKENZIE: No. I want to let

the local cops chase her, let

them break trail.

RIVAS: We should be lead on

this.

McKENZIE: No. The second we

file an action report on this,

DC hears about it, and we have

the CIA all up in our shit.

RIVAS: So we're careful.

McKENZIE: And quiet.

The last thing I want...

is the Mexican government

snatching him for their

"New Mexico" PR campaign.

Either scenario, he's not

getting ass-raped in a Colorado

supermax.

I want the whole enchilada--

Fausto Galvan arrested in the

U.S., convicted in the U.S., and

locked up in one of our prisons.

Are you with me?

ADRIANA: It's right up here.

FRYE: Who do you think we're

gonna find?

Chuchito or Chuchita?

Ah...

Four, yeah?

ADRIANA: Yeah.

Might as well try, right?

ADRIANA (quietly): Damn!

FRYE: Ah, it's open.

Hello?

Chuchito?

Quick, quick, quick, quick.

Go, go, go, go.

Ah. Yeah.

ADRIANA: Oh, my God!

FRYE (exhales): Stinks.

Hey... throw this over your

face, huh?

ADRIANA: Thank you.

FRYE: Hello?

ADRIANA: Daniel, Daniel, we

shouldn't.

FRYE: It's only bad if we get

caught, right?

Rayburn National... Bank.

ADRIANA: Daniel! Oh...

Daniel!

Don't open it.

Don't-don't open it.

FRYE: Too late.

MARCO: This isn't where the

captain lives.

LUIS: No, but he is inside.

ROBLES: Man who lived here

disappeared.

MARCO: Who is he?

ROBLES: Yovani Garza.

Found dead in El Paso.

MARCO: The enforcer for

Fausto Galvan?

ROBLES: Your gringa friend

has the case.

MARCO: Okay.

ROBLES: I'd like you to go

help her out.

You could be very useful.

MARCO: You're assigning me

this case?

MAN: No...

I'm asking you.

Marco Ruiz.

How are you?

MARCO: What is this?

GALVAN: That favor you asked

of me...

vengeance for your son...

MARCO: What do you want?

GALVAN: Yovani was escorting

a valuable package for me--

a woman.

I need to find her...

before the Americans do.

MARCO: If I say no?

SEBASTIAN: Mr. Galvan, this

man is very hesitant.

GALVAN: I trust that Marco

will do the right thing.

SEBASTIAN: Given the risk now

to all of our endeavors,

I advise you to take more

prudent measures.

There are better men for this--

men who would be very happy to

receive a reward for their

loyalty.

GALVAN: We are men of our

word.

Isn't that right, Marco?

SONYA: Hi.

MARCO: Hi.

Wow.

What happened to your finger?

SONYA: I'm replacing the

bathtub.

The tiles are bad.

MARCO: You know how to do

that?

SONYA: No.

MARCO: Mm...

Mm, okay.

Can I come in?

SONYA: Sure.

Would you like a glass of water?

MARCO: Yeah, sure.

Thank you.

I'm sorry about the other day.

SONYA: You came all this way

to apologize?

MARCO: Mm, no.

Not really.

Yovani Garza case, you have it,

right?

SONYA: Yes.

DEA is involved, too.

MARCO: Okay.

That changes things.

He's one of ours.

A Mexican national.

SONYA: He's cartel.

MARCO: Yes.

Captain Robles sent me here to

work the case.

With you.

SONYA: He's sending you to

keep an eye on the Americans?

MARCO: Yeah, something like

that.

SONYA: Well, I'm glad it's

you.

MARCO: Me, too.

Can I see what you have?

SONYA: Sure.

That's all we got.

MARCO: Not a professional

job, you agree?

SONYA: Mm-hmm.

MARCO: Who else was in the

car?

SONYA: He crossed with a

woman.

Kind of strange-looking.

MARCO: Yes, she is.

SONYA: Do you recognize her?

MARCO: No.

Okay.

So show me everything you have.

ELEANOR: Your friend who saw

me in the park...

KYLE: You mean Dex?

ELEANOR: Dex.

Where does he live?

KYLE: What?

ELEANOR: He's cute.

I want to know where he lives.

KYLE: On Keller.

It's the green house with a hoop

in front.

ELEANOR: Address?

KYLE: I don't know.

Like I said, it's green.

Can I ask you a question?

ELEANOR: Yes.

KYLE: Why do you have all

those tattoos?

ELEANOR: They are marks to

remember the demons I've known.

KYLE: Okay.

ELEANOR: Not real demons.

KYLE: Cool.

What's that smell?

ELEANOR: A raccoon.

It crawled in here and died.

It's okay.

What's shared in private should

be kept private.

Do you agree?

KYLE: Yeah.

I guess.

ELEANOR: Have you been with

a woman before?

KYLE: No.

ELEANOR: Would you like to

touch?

KYLE: Here?

ELEANOR: Yes.

KYLE: I-I can't see anything.

ELEANOR: That's okay.

The light will come.

It will pass through you.

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