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It's the don of dons.
Am I in trouble here?

Because I really don't think
you're here

to wish me a happy birthday.

I'll pay you twice as much
for that hitjob.

This job demands
total discretion, Alvarado.

There can be no money trails,
not one shred of evidence,

no one can know I'm behind it.

Understood?

Apart from the measly sum
you're offering me for this job,

what else is there in it for me?

Council Chair.

These are hard times, Alvarado.

The Council doesn't respect me,
they disregard me.

Plus they want me dead.

I can find another agent
if you want, even Santamaria.

Santamaria? Give me a break!
The woman is totally useless.

If you do this hitjob...

...I will personally make sure
to take care of Santamaria.

Sweet deal.

In this envelope
there's the name,

date and place
where the job needs to be done.

Do not use some rookie.

Here's 50% upfront.

Any special solution
for this job, sir?

All that matters...

...is what he's carrying.

Happy Birthday, Mr. Chairman.

It's unbelievable, don Ivan.

Your measurements
are exactly the same.

What's unbelievable about that?

Well, it's been ten years
since I took them.

So long?

What's the reason for this?
Getting a new wardrobe?

It's just that I've been
promoted and I'd like...

...people to notice.

You want them to notice
your elegance.

Your Elegance.

Elegance.

I guess.

I hope you like your office,
don Avila.

Have a team
search every nook and cranny.

I already did.

Have them do it again
while I'm here.

It's not bad.

What changes would you make?

I'm not really sure.

If I may be so bold,

I think powerful people today
don't have your class.

They've lost their values.

It's a real shame.

Because you, don Ivan,
seem to be from another time.

Sometimes I'd like to be
from another time.

Molina.

How long did you work
for Moreira?

A long time, sir.

I started working for Mr. Juarez

then I was transferred
to Moreira.

Transferred?

Juarez and Moreira
had a meeting one evening.

They invited me, I reached an
agreement with Moreira

and he had me transferred.

Really?

What about Ana?

When did you meet her?

We met at the funeral home, sir.

Many years ago.

Tell me, Molina.

Did you guys bang
before or after she put makeup

on your disabled wife
in her wheelchair?

I don't think this conversation
is necessary, don Avila.

But talking about my dead kid
at his grave is?

-You're talking about my wife.
-And you, about my kid!

Don Avila, shouldn't we explore
other channels of communication

if we want this to work?

Power.
I'd like the power to show.

Communication channels?

Yes, I agree with you.

Power has an unmistakable aroma.

What aroma is that?

The inevitability of things.

The certainty of a decision.

A necessary sacrifice.

Have you ever seen this?

Power changes one's voice
and one's posture.

Tell me everything you know...

...about this.

It's like an incurable virus
that invades the body.

Drinks our blood
and makes it boil.

I saw it once before.

I know only the Council uses it

if they unanimously agree
to terminate a don.

Why do you have it, don Avila?

It remedies the shakes.

Tames other people's willpower.

It puts us in control.

That's all, Molina.

I'll let you know when and where
you're lunching with Cardozo.

Beware of Cardozo, don Avila.

I'm not sure exactly how
you want to show off...

...your new position, your power,

but I'm afraid the answer to that

is not to be found
in your wardrobe.

I woke up butt naked in my truck.

I realized right away

I wouldn't know what happened
even if I wanted to.

Isn't that the shameful part?

Having others tell you
what you did.

What an ass you made of yourself.

And I enjoyed deciding
if it was...

...for real or just a dream.

I walked all the way
to my front door.

I knocked the door and...

...my wife opened it.

I don't remember hitting her.

But I saw it in her eyes.

That I hit her.

My son was there.

That was about
a month and a half ago.

And I know nothing
about my wife or my kid.

If they want to see me again.

"God,

grant me the serenity

to accept the things
I cannot change,

the courage
to change the things I can,

and the wisdom
to know the difference."

-Sir.
-Yes?

What are you doing?

-Cleaning.
-Cleaning what?

We don't know how many bugs
Linares left here.

All the bugs
were removed last week.

-Better safe than sorry.
-Whatever you say.

Have you checked
your physical workspace?

The guys I hired
are professional bug sweepers.

Am I losing my mind?

That's normal. You are scared.

It's a blend
of fear and paranoia.

Only a don experiences that.

-Ana.
-Yes, sir?

Go check your workspace.

How are you feeling?

Letting it out is tough, right?

Looks like you could use a drink.

Right?

Cheers.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon, Roberto.
How are you?

A bullet to the gut
is bad enough,

but for all your weariness

you managed
to do the hitjobs I gave you.

I got lucky.

That's how morons
describe success.

Tell me, Roberto.
Is it working out with Molina?

For now.

He's a good agent.

A don of dons
needs a loyal right-hand man.

Loyal?
Loyal to whom?

To you. To me.
Isn't it the same thing?

-I guess.
-You guess?

There's also the issue
of cops Buitre and Sanchez.

They're so sneaky
they need to be dealt with, yes?

-No
-No?

I need them, I need somebody in
the Police Department. They're useful.

That's not your compassion
speaking, is it?

They're useful
to our organization.

Very well.

They'll live for now.

Haven't you tried
to see your kid?

No, I haven't.

He won't see me.

You have rights.

And she has her reasons.

Do they know you're in rehab?

It's not my first time in rehab,
or the first time I relapsed.

And even if it's my last time,
to them it's just one more.

Talk to me.

Okay.

-Work?
-Yes, let's do this another day.

-I need to go.
-Listen.

Now that we're in rehab,

we're supposed
to have a sponsor and...

And I was thinking
maybe you could be my sponsor.

Seriously?

If I'm your sponsor
you'll relapse tomorrow.

It's been years
since I talked about it.

Okay.

Here's my card.

Take care.

Let's talk about Dr. Duarte.

How do I make you understand?

If someone gets in our way,

we need to make an example
of that person.

You're an example.
Molina is an example.

What Duarte tried to do
is very serious.

We can't look the other way,
got it?

No. Duarte's dead.

And so is his daughter.
But Laura's alive.

Laura Duarte
isn't a threat to anybody.

I know that's how you see it.

Your judgment is as flawed
as it was with her daughter.

Laura is far away from here.

In Madrid, I know.
Is her being abroad enough for us?

You think we can't terminate her
wherever she is?

-What do you want to do?
-Nothing for now.

But if she's a problem...

If Laura Duarte
returns to Mexico,

I will terminate her myself,
alright?

Alright.

We wouldn't expect anything less
but to be quite honest,

seeing how you protect her
and those cops,

tell me this, Roberto.

Did your near-death experience
make you get soft?

No.

That remains to be seen.

Anything else?

Just one thing.

I need this hitjob done
right away.

I'll get an agent.

She booked a flight for tonight.

She can't be on it.

How do you expect me
to do this job in a few hours?

No, Roberto.
You don't have a few hours.

It has to be done right now.

May I ask why it's so urgent
to terminate her?

The woman herself
is of no importance.

It's the events her death
will trigger that matter.

It's like a line of dominoes.

We need the last one to fall.

But the first one
is the most important.

Do it like a mugging.

Ivan?

Tamara?

Isn't somebody missing?

Your son?

He's home.

How can I help you?

What did I do wrong?

-Why would you ask that?
-Nobody calls me.

And now that you're the don
in this funeral home,

I need to know
if I still have a job

because I'm being
extremely underused.

I understand.

We've been going through
some tough times.

We had so many issues
to deal with,

we had to close the office
for a while,

but fortunately I'm in charge
of the funeral home

and things will soon
be back on track.

How soon?

Soon is when it happens.

Okay.

I hope you're right.

I'd hate
to look for work elsewhere.

Tell me something. How long can a
baby last without his mom?

I'd hate to see you retire
before your time.

That's why I like you.

See you, Ivan.

Don Alcazar.

Alcazar.

I find it disturbing

to be in the position
I always thought I'd be,

but everybody still sees
the same person I used to be.

What's bad
about being the same person?

The job shouldn't change us.

We should change the job.

That's what don Avila did.

I feel they respected me more
as a right-hand guy.

That's because
you didn't have to show them

how powerful you are, sir.

You're the only person
that calls me "sir."

Everybody else
still calls me Iv n.

I guess it's because
I was Ivan for so long,

so there's nothing
I can do about it.

Please follow me, sir.

Have a seat.

-You need a coronation ceremony.
-You're mocking me.

I'm not mocking you. A king is
only a king after he's crowned.

People need rituals
to accept new situations.

So, what kind of ritual is it?

Austere, food and drink.
It takes place right here.

In a funeral home?

Can you think of a better place?

No.

I think the funeral home
is perfect.

Good, I'll take care of it.

Now if you'll excuse me,
don Alcazar.

I can't believe it.
It's the old-lady killer!

Leave me alone.

I'd love to,
but you know how this works.

I'm here because of you, not me.

So?

Is this how it's going to be?

How?

Is the don of dons

going to handle
only the most risky hitjobs?

That's not funny.

Okay, so tell me.
What's your next hitjob?

A disabled person?
A pregnant woman with crutches?

No, I know, I know, I know.
A six-year-old kid.

But you need to surprise him.
Kids run like bats out of hell.

Shut up!

Or else? You'll kill me again?

You think I enjoyed it?

I think that was the first time
I didn't see you hesitate.

You hesitate, you die.
You taught me that.

I also taught you that nobody
can make you take a hitjob.

You saw what happens if I refuse.

And you saw what happens
if you do, so what's worse?

Turning into a broken guy
that nobody respects?

Who doesn't trust
his own victims?

Who forgot who he was?

I know who I am
and I know what I want.

Possibly.

And I know what I need to do...

...to get it.

Ibarra.

Don Avila.

I want you to call
a council meeting.

When do you want the meeting?

This evening.

Sir.

They're here.

Thank you, Ana.

Thank you very much
to all of you for being here.

It's true that our organization
has suffered...

We've suffered...

We've suffered.

All you need to do
is take a look around you

to see how many casualties
we've had.

And all because of...

...disobeying the rules.

Disobeying the order of things.

How did your meeting
with Cardozo go?

He's testing me.

He wants to see if the bullet
he put in your gut worked.

I'll blow his brains out
first chance I get.

And you can, don Avila.
You have every right to.

So, what's going to happen
to the other eleven bastards?

There's only one way
to kill The Twelve Apostles.

Not kicking the door down
like madmen,

but entering
and opening it from inside.

To don Alcazar. Cheers.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

Two stab wounds.

One to the stomach,
another to the kidneys.

It's unfortunate.

She was stabbed
precisely where it matters.

A little further and she'd live.
That's why we didn't move her.

She died almost instantly.

What's her name?

No idea. I never asked her.
She was a very private person.

Didn't you see her name
on a credit card?

-No, she always paid in cash.
-Was she a good tipper?

Yes, usually more than 10%.
What does that matter?

We ask the questions here.

So, what are your plans
now that you're the don?

To make sure
there are no more mistakes

once order
has been reestablished.

I'm considering
hiring new agents.

I think the business
needs some new blood.

I love hearing that.

I'm ready to be a part of
that new stage.

Mrs. Santamaria.

Was she a regular?

Usually once a week,
sometimes every two weeks,

and almost always
at the same time.

-At 3:00 p.m. more or less?
-During my shift.

-Got any videos?
-No, the cameras are broken.

-Did she come here by herself?
-Yes, always by herself.

By herself.

Iv n, don Avila
called a Council meeting.

-When?
-Today in an hour.

I guess it's to confirm
what I said about my promotion.

-Do you really think so?
-What else could it be?

You were supposed
to do something, remember?

Ivan, did you say something
to him?

Certainly not.

Just in case, bring the gun
that's in the funeral home.

Avila cannot know you have it,

and certainly not
that we let you take it.

Your weapon, sir.

Does anybody know
what the hell we're here for?

-Please, calm down.
-Relax.

Did he find out
we wanted to whack him?

-Ivan assured me he didn't.
-You trust him now?

Why would Ivan lie to us?
Whatever for?

For power. To have power over us.

He's Avila's bitch.

He comes over,
turns over the traitors,

and turns into a hero,
the superbitch.

Speaking of the Devil.
The superbitch shows its face.

Good evening.

We're done here, let's go.

You know what this is, right?
Work, man.

Didn't you want
to keep your mind busy?

Sure. Sure. Let's go.

All yours.

Ivan!

Buddy. How are you?

You look nervous.

No.

I have no reason to be nervous.

What about us?
Do we have any reason to be nervous?

Do you think
you should be nervous?

-This meeting...
-Good evening, gentlemen.

Thank you for showing up
at such short notice.

There's nothing to thank us for.

I guess it's important,
don Avila.

I assure you it is.

I know things have been
a little messy recently.

I apologize for that.

Each time I patched a hole,

another bigger one
appeared somewhere else.

Dr. Duarte being the last
and biggest hole of all.

But thanks to Iv n,
that issue was solved.

Does that mean
it's business as usual?

Hitjobs included?

-That's right.
-That's good news, right?

There's just...

...one thing I'd like to clarify.

It's my understanding that...

...this belongs to you.

Whatever Iv n told you,
I assure you...

Ivan?

I didn't mention Ivan.

But yes, Ivan gave it to me.

What else do you know?

I know it's a ceremonial gun.

I know it can only be used
to kill a don.

I also know that requires
the Council's unanimous vote.

Allow me to explain.

I'm concerned about
this Council's obsession...

...with killing me
over and over again.

With all due respect,
we only obey the rules.

It was always for the business,
never personal.

I've also had very good reasons

to kill each
and every one of you.

So now it would only be fair
to kill all of you.

But that wouldn't be good for me
or the business.

But I can't look
the other way either.

-So?
-I know one of you

orchestrated the whole thing.

The mastermind behind it.

Don't worry.

I'm not asking you to tell me
which of you did it.

What I do ask of you,

is to pick out one of you...

...to pay with his life.

How are we supposed
to decide that?

Ivan.

How are you feeling, sir?

Didn't you tell them
you gave me...

...the ceremonial gun?

No.

-Didn't they make a fuss?
-No. I don't think so.

-Sending Iv n was a mistake.
-Why didn't you say so?

Did I have to?
You should've known he'd fail.

He's a right-hand-man, not a don.

I resent your insinuation.

What am I insinuating?

That all the proposals
you brought to the table failed,

Madam Chairwoman?

Making friends, Ivan?

Great job.

We need to tell him
we didn't gang up on him.

He can't kill all of us.
He said he needs the Council.

-He'll pick someone if we don't.
-What are you saying?

It's very simple.
We're not all to blame.

There's just one person
to blame here.

And due to the nature
of our business and this Council

we're all equal, but we have a
leader, a chairwoman.

-Mr. Diaz.
-Gentlemen,

I vote for our chairwoman
to take full responsibility.

Ivan was her idea,
she spoke with him.

She convinced him, and since he
didn't do the job, she exposed us.

I agree with Mr. Diaz.

Madam Chairwoman,
turn yourself in.

Mr. Perches.

I agree.
Our chairwoman failed us.

Sir.

We lost a lot of our agents
when you ran the funeral home.

I'd like you
to consider the possibility

of keeping the Chivalziks
on our payroll.

-I need them.
-All of us need them,

as much as I hate to admit it.

-I don't know. I'm not sure.
-Make up your mind, Mr. Polonio.

As a Council, we've made good
and bad decisions together.

We need to make a decision.

I don't have the time
to hire and train new agents.

They need to start working
in there without any issues,

and I don't want the funeral home

to be the Council's
laughing stock.

-Let's toss a coin.
-Let's do that.

Avila is testing us
to see if we're traitors.

Maybe we need to be loyal
to each other.

Maybe it's not a test.
I don't know.

So?

So, maybe they'll kill us
precisely for this.

Cannibals!

-Heads or tails?
-The eagle.

Fifty-fifty.

-Sir, about Buitre...
-You can have that one.

Thank you.

Who did you pick?

I asked you a question.

Don Avila.

Don Polonio.

Any decision we make
would be an injustice.

We're all responsible in a way
for what happened.

As a Council we must be loyal
to each other.

It's in the business'
best interest.

Very well said, don Polonio.

You've always been
a very loyal man.

That's important, right?
Trust. Loyalty.

But no.

This time one of you...

...pays for the others' mistake.

-Let's leave it up to fate.
-No! Avila!

Don Avila.

Don Avila, this is madness!

Hell!

Open your eyes.

Open your eyes!

No!

Avila! No!

No!

I'll hold on to this.

You never know when a don
needs to be terminated

with initiative.

One more thing.

Let me introduce to you
don Alcazar.

Don Alcazar.

-Don Alcazar.
-Don Alcazar.

Death is a Don's only certainty
from day one.

"Killing well to live better."
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