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Where are we taking him?

Daniel! Daniel!

Daniel, what happened?

Sir.

Where do we take him?

To the funeral home.

-Daniel, what happened? Daniel! -Take him to a hospital.

I can't take him to a hospital, Mom.

Maybe at the funeral home I can do something.

-I'm coming. -No. You can't.

-Ana. -Mom, you can't come.

I can't get you involved.

THE WAYS OF THE LORD

Won't you have a seat?

Don't worry.

Snchez asked me to protect you.

-Who are you? -My name is Carlos.

I work for don Avila too.

Won't you have a seat?

I wanted to thank you.

-For what? -For everything you did for the firm.

Everything I did or everything I undid?

-Isn't it the same thing? -Not to me.

Of course it's the same thing, once you make a decision,

you lose an infinite amount of rejected possibilities.

It's the price of right timing.

So all the choices that brought you this far,

showed you just one life.

The one you chose.

And every other life,

all those possibilities...

those are your losses.

You can't have one without the other.

How can I help you son?

You introduced me to this business.

You never told me what it would be like.

What didn't I tell you? That you had to kill people?

I'm all alone.

It's not easy, is it?

You're not alone.

Not all is lost for you.

-You still have the firm. -The firm?

People are usually comforted by being a part of something.

I'm not a part of anything, just a slave like you.

-You, you, you. -You're a slave. A slave.

-You were a slave. -You might be right.

The minor delusion of grandeur

a position like that of a don affords you,

is just that.

A minor delusion.

"Inscrutable are the ways of the Lord."

That's right.

They made up that stupid line to justify everything.

I beg to differ.

You do?

This one believes in God too. Doesn't he?

Of course I do. Don't you?

The best thing that ever happened to me

was having cancer.

Cancer is so determined to reach its goal,

that it dies to do so.

They are the only cancer here.

No, the only cancer is the guy

that sacrifices everything to reach his goal.

It would be too easy to say...

inscrutable are the ways of Cardozo, right?

Today that line made sense to me.

I beat cancer.

I left on my terms.

Your terms?

Here are your terms.

I'm proud of you.

Our rules.

Our terms.

Sir.

Don Guzman is in the lobby.

I need you to get some explosives.

A hitjob?

Twelve hitjobs.

What happened today?

Want to tell me?

My foe saved my life today.

Molina, where are you? We need to talk.

Be careful. Lie down, please, lie down.

-Here? -Yes.

Careful. Careful! I need to clean that wound up.

How did this happen?

Take a deep breath.

The gloves. What are you doing? No, no, don't touch it!

I'll bleed to death anyway.

You punctured an organ, it's internal.

Calm down. Calm down.

This is the only option. I'll yank it out.

-No. -Stitch me up when I do.

Hold my hand. Okay. Easy.

It's now or never. I'll count to three, one...

two, three.

Sir, Molina's at the funeral home.

Are you sure?

-Yes, sir. -Get some backup.

If he lingers, go inside. It's okay, my nephew is hurt.

I want Molina alive.

I'll kill him with my bare hands.

-Ivan. -Yes, sir?

-I need your help. -Yes?

I can't find Molina and I need to do something.

I'm running out of time.

Can I contact you tomorrow?

No, it has to be now, but at the funeral home.

Well...

You're getting Ivan involved in this?

I can't find Molina.

He probably betrayed you.

-Or he's dead. -Easy.

Or he's spilling the beans to Cardozo.

I don't think so.

There's no punctured organ. You were lucky.

Can you sit up? Give it a try. Slowly.

That's it.

You'll be fine.

Thanks.

What happened?

It's a long story.

I've got time.

Do you really trust the guy?

No, I trust his motivation.

Remember how you convinced Guzman

you two had the same motivation?

What does that have to do with it?

Manipulating the poor fool was a piece of cake.

-And? -Now the poor fool is probably you.

That's not happening.

The end is near, Avila. Be careful.

You hear me?

Do as you please.

It's your funeral.

I crawled out of the truck and...

I came looking for you right away.

They'll kill you.

You know that this...

All this...

won't bring her back, right?

I made her a promise, Ana.

Is that what she'd want?

No, I guess what she wanted was not dying.

I need to call Avila.

-Got a charger? -Sure. I'll do it.

Don't worry. Would you like to get some rest?

-Yes. I think I should. -Okay.

I'm next door.

Don't make a single sound. Got it?

Do you know me?

Ever seen me before?

Look at me. You got something against me?

I have nothing against you either.

All I want from you is to keep very quiet,

and take me to that bastard Molina.

Where is he?

Go.

Hey! Watch it!

Where is he?

Where is he?

You know it's not personal, right?

Daniel! Daniel!

Daniel!

Are you okay?

-You? -I guess.

Who's that guy?

What?

Ivan.

-Who's that? -Some guy that followed me.

And you?

Long story.

-Any others? -No.

We need to get rid of the body.

-Who used the furnace? -I did. Who's that?

One of Tone's thugs. I guess he followed me here.

Where were you when I needed you?

An unfortunate encounter with my cousin.

-What about Tone? -He's dead.

Hurry, the Chivalziks are almost ready.

-Ready for what? -And Guzman?

He's in the furnace. Move it.

What happened?

Let's talk.

-Ana. Prepare the furnace. -Yes, sir.

Avila.

How much do you trust Ivan?

More than I trust you.

I did it.

I hired Alvarado to eliminate Carlos' brother.

May I ask why?

To earn his trust for a common purpose.

I don't understand.

Killing Alvarado made Carlos start trusting me even more.

Now I know where the Apostles are meeting.

And we can move as planned.

What exactly is the plan?

Killing all of them.

After that...

you'll never see me again.

You'll become the don of dons with nobody above you,

and in total control.

With your own rules, Ivan.

As you've always wanted.

Absolute power.

I'd call it order.

What does the right-hand man think?

This is between us, Ivan.

It always was.

So?

Can I count on you?

Sir, I checked the dead guy's phone.

He made a call 30 minutes ago.

-Who did he call? -Some Oso guy.

My uncle's security guy. He knows we're here.

I think we'd better leave.

-Drop the guns or she's dead. -Drop yours, you're all alone.

Okay, you bastards. Drop the guns right now!

-Don't move, Ana. -I said drop it man.

Cool it, Molina.

There's no need for this.

This is a mistake, Oso.

Me? You're the one that made a mistake.

You bit the hand that fed you...

Oso, tell your men to drop their guns.

I think we can talk.

Talk about what?

All the guys you killed? You're coming with me.

-Where to? -To see your uncle.

What about them?

What do you care? We have our orders. Move it.

Hey. Hey.

Hold it right there. One move and you're dead.

Listen to me, Oso.

With a gun? Screw you.

I spoke with my uncle before what happened to Tone.

We agreed I'd pay him for all his dead men.

If you kill these guys, the deal is off.

My orders are all of you.

No fucking deal. I'm carrying them out.

Let me talk to my uncle. Leave them alone while I do.

What do you get?

Nothing, I just want my uncle to hear me out.

Okay, but tell these bastards to drop the guns.

Ivan, Avila, drop the guns.

Avila, we can finish what we started, drop it.

Avila.

You'd better be right.

Ivan.

-I don't agree, sir. -Ivan!

-I'll take you with me at least. -Ivan, please trust him.

Oso.

Let's go.

Boss, it's Buitre.

Forget it, man, all that crap about talking to your uncle,

that's not happening, you idiot.

I need to talk to my uncle.

To save yourself.

You know your uncle won't forgive you.

Not an old-school guy like him.

All I know is you'll suffer less than them.

Your uncle loves you.

I need you to wash up and change first.

Come, you need to see this.

-See what? -Not here, man. Come.

Watch these guys.

Who's the boss?

Who's the boss?

-I am. -So you killed the guy upstairs.

I asked you a question. Did you kill my cousin?

Then it was you.

-Stop aiming that at me. -Easy, the boss said...

I don't care what the boss said.

These bastards will pay for what they did.

-Who are you bitch? -Hey! Hey!

-Hey what, bitch? -It was Molina.

You let your cousin's killer get away.

Well...

I'll get that idiot, meanwhile...

you guys will pay.

Those aren't your orders.

You don't say.

The boss said he wants them alive.

He didn't say in one piece.

-We're here to see Mr. Cohen. -Visiting hours start at 1:00.

Go get some coffee. I'll handle this.

-Sorry, Oso. -No problem.

He's new so he doesn't know. Go right ahead.

I'll tell the old man you're here.

-Thanks. -Gate.

Gate.

What if the boss says let them go?

We let them go, Mario.

No way, you idiot.

After what they did to my cousin?

You knew him.

Mario, you heard Molina. They have the boss' money.

You think all three of them have the money?

One of them has it. And I bet I know who it is.

Mario.

-Uncle, I need... -Shut up!

You don't get to talk. I do.

Just answer yes or no to my questions.

So you're the boss?

-Of the funeral home, yes. -Then you're not.

Neither are you.

He's the boss here. He's the one that runs the show.

Did you kill my son?

Yes or no?

Yes.

-For a fucking briefcase? -It wasn't just that.

Shut up! Just yes or no.

That's all I need to hear from you.

I repeat.

I'm sure this bitch was involved in my cousin's death.

Somebody needs to pay.

-Get her. -Hey.

-Listen to me. -Tell me.

Remember when they killed your wife?

-Yes. -Touch her and your boss

won't see a dime. Not one dime, got it?

Remember how you felt?

Yes.

Would you kill the murderer if he were in front of you?

-Yes. -Hey, I'm talking to you. Listen up.

Then...

you understand

why you need to die?

-You're paying for it. -Don't do it!

Move it.

You're not answering me?

After everything I did for you?

Don't you respect me enough to answer me?

Your friends are dead.

And you're silent?

I don't like that look.

You've got beautiful eyes.

But that look is so shitty.

Hold her tight.

Tell me.

Do you respect me?

Yes.

Why are they still alive?

Be quiet.

Be quiet or get cut!

So you thought you could negotiate

their lives with money for my son's life?

-You don't know me. -I know you, Uncle.

So you know that's impossible.

This is it, bitch.

Hop in.

That's it, cousin.

I spoke with your dad. I'll pay him for the dead guys.

Why doesn't he mind his own business?

He's not the boss anymore. He doesn't get it, cousin.

Not even in jail does the geezer realize he's retired.

Oso.

-That bastard. -Turn her around.

Who's the money for? For your boss?

You can have all of it.

You can have it. Just let them go.

Tone, your dad doesn't trust you, okay?

You see? You see, cousin? Here's what we'll do.

You're paying me because you did it to me, not him.

It's none of his business! The bastard!

Listen, take all the money. All of it, just let them go.

I want you to kill my dad.

Get up, bitch!

Listen to me. Do as I say damn it!

What's so funny? Just kill him. What use is that old fart to us?

You have the guts to do it.

I'm not killing your dad, okay?

Get up, bitch. Get up. Come here.

What the hell are those two idiots doing?

It hurts real bad man!

Don't be such a girl. Show her how it hurts later.

Where are you going? Come here.

-Uncle, please. -I'm thinking.

Come on.

Get up. Come on. Get up.

Oso.

Sir?

-He's not picking up, sir. -Try again.

No answer.

-What's going on man? -That crazy bitch killed them.

What?

Wait.

What's up, boss?

Got it.

Stop.

He wants them alive.

Son, the rules are clear.

You saved my life. I'm indebted to you.

Uncle.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry too.

Ana.