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Please! I swear!

I swear I won't say a word to anybody!

Ma'am. Don Alcázar speaking.

The issue with...

Mr. Lozano has been taken care of.

No, no. There's nothing to thank me for.

I'll be expecting you tomorrow... with...

...the rest of the money.

I have three kids!

DON ÁVILA

KILLING WELL TO LIVE BETTER

-Where is it? -Upstairs.

-Where are you going? -Don't worry about that.

How are you?

Great, sir.

-It's clear, sir. -Good. Wait outside.

Don Ávila!

On a silver platter, Molina. Literally.

Roberto. It's not the first time we meet like this, is it?

You, defeated.

But with those defiant eyes of yours, right?

A rabid dog before it's put to sleep.

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. I had no choice. Continue.

Roberto, this couldn't end any other way.

You've got balls, man!

What balls! A bomb! A fucking bomb!

Man!

A fucking bomb! You've got some balls, Roberto!

What balls!

You did me a favor by killing the Apostles.

They were just a bunch of spoilt brats whining over one thing or another.

Cowards. Incapable of getting things done,

of dirtying their hands.

So unlike you.

You dirtied something more than just your hands!

A fucking bomb?

You don't realize it. You won't realize it anyway.

But you gave us a chance to start all over again.

Roberto, thanks to you, all of this is over.

I guess this is the gun you want me to use.

-Totally untraceable, sir. -Good. Roberto.

It's okay. Finally, all of this is over for you.

It's not loaded.

Breathe. Breathe I tell you. Breathe! Breathe!

Breathe!

What's her name? Tell us her name.

Hey. Hey. Look at me. Elisa.

Elisa.

Elisa!

I'm done here.

What's the matter? What? Are you scared?

Answer me!

Look at you. Look at you.

Look at you. You think you're so great.

Apostle! It's all over, bitch.

I'm not the only one that toyed with you.

-Yeah? What? What? -Who else knew about the bomb?

-What, you idiot? -You're blind.

-What are you talking about? -You're so blind!

Iván! Iván!

Don't look so surprised, Roberto.

I'm not the guy you want. I'm not.

-It's not me you want revenge from. -Shut up!

-He did much worse to you. -Shut up!

It's nothing compared to the death of a son!

Yes!

Iván killed your son!

He himself told me so.

Can't you see that?

He's the one you want dead! It's him!

But I can help you!

You knew that.

You just refused to admit it.

-Hello. -Arcelia?

-What do you want? -How are you?

Leave me alone.

How is Ana? Does she miss me?

-Nobody misses you here. Nobody. -Watch your mouth, Arcelia.

This is your husband you're talking to.

How is Galván?

-He left. -Where to?

I don't know. He was here but he left.

If he comes back,

I need him to stay there, we'll meet in a few days.

What?

I'm on probation for good behavior.

Who's that, Mom?

That's not true. It's not true.

Damn it, Arcelia. I thought you'd be happy.

I'm coming home in a few days.

Arcelia.

-Arcelia! Damn it! -You should rot in jail.

You son of a bitch! For what you did to me.

For letting that psycho in my house!

You'd better not come here. Stay away from us!

-If not, if not, if not...! -What, you idiot?

What will you do?

I'm coming home to my wife and my daughter.

You'd better be there when I arrive.

If not, I can tell you what I will do.

I've got the balls to do it.

If you try to run away I will hunt you down.

I will find you.

I'll disfigure the other side of your fucking face. You hear me?

So, hunt me down, okay? Hunt both of us down.

I'll kill you with my bare hands like I killed that scumbag!

You hear me? You hear me?

You shouldn't have said that, Mom.

You know you can choose to quit, right, Ávila?

The Apostles are dead.

The firm is gone. And you can do the same thing.

Would you?

No, I guess not.

It's one thing to guess but...

Knowing is quite another matter.

-What will you do? -You know exactly what I'll do.

I need you to say it.

I'm going to kill him.

-Molina's advice isn't that bad. -No, it's not that bad.

-But you're not taking it. -No, I won't take it.

-That's what I thought. -That's what I thought.

What do you want?

-I need to see my uncle. -About what?

I need his help, Oso.

What makes you think he'll help you?

He owes me one so call him, tell him I'm calling in a favor.

Yes, sir?

Iván.

Cardozo got away, Iván.

Any idea where he went?

No, but I'll find him.

Call a meeting of the dons.

To get rid of them?

No, they're more useful alive than dead.

I'm glad to hear you changed your mind sir.

I need to see them in an hour. Say it's urgent.

The dons are in a meeting as we speak.

-I'll send you the address. -Iván.

Sir?

You need to be there, too.

Sure.

Just to be clear.

You want all of them dead?

-Yes. All of them. -Iván?

Him, too.

Listen up!

Officer, drop the gun. Gómez, your gun.

Matos. Matos! Your gun.

This isn't necessary, is it?

-I'm turning myself in, Boss. -Sánchez!

I am... the mastermind...

...and the guy who killed Internal Affairs investigator...

Leandro Pérsico.

Drop the gun and get on your knees Sánchez.

Buitre. Cuff him.

Buitre! Cuff him, now!

What the hell are you doing, you moron?

Something I should've done a long time ago.

Manuel Sánchez.

You're under arrest for murdering Leandro Pérsico.

Buitre. Take him away.

-Who is it? -Daniel. Open up.

-Things will get much worse. -What do you mean?

Cardozo told Ávila Iván told him about the bomb.

-What? -That's not all.

Ávila knows Iván killed his son. Did you hear me?

-Did you hear me, Ana? -Yes.

You knew?

I was there.

Ávila's going to kill Iván as we speak.

-We're out of here. -I can't leave Mom here.

Your mom's coming, too. I took care of it.

I have to go but I'll be back.

-Here. Take it. -No. I don't want it.

Take the gun!

Please pay attention, Ana.

This is the lock.

Pull it and load it.

You aim.

And fire.

Ana, please.

So?

This is the lock.

You load it.

Aim. And fire.

Hey.

It's okay.

-I've got another problem. -What?

My dad.

-Yes? -Don Ávila. There's nobody here.

Zacha. Mom.

Look after her. Take care of her.

Don Alcázar.

You were right, sir.

I'm afraid so, Mr. Díaz.

It seems that don Ávila has totally lost his mind.

He wants us all dead.

Excuse me, ma'am. I had to take that phone call.

-Everything okay? -Yes. Everything's fine.

-Back to our business. -Yes. Right.

Here is the other 50%.

So... Tell me.

Well, I'd understand if you don't want to tell me.

But how did you do it?

Well, unfortunately, due to the nature of our agreement,

I am unable to tell you how they were actually killed.

-Right. -All that matters is it's done.

Yes.

That man took everything away from me.

And you made him pay for it.

I know what I'm about to say isn't normal but...

what you did, what you do, is something good.

We just do our job.

No, no, that's not all you do. I mean, I don't think so.

People like me need people like you.

Thank you. Thank you!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Sir!

-May I? -Yes, please.

Don Ávila wants me dead.

Are you surprised, sir?

I guess not.

What's your plan?

Staying alive for now.

He wants us all dead.

He killed the Chivalziks.

He knows everything, sir.

He knows you warned Cardozo.

And that you killed Emiliano.

That explains everything.

You're the last hurdle for don Ávila.

And he is ours.

What rules apply to a case like this, sir?

The guys who wrote the rules didn't foresee a Roberto Ávila.

Ana.

I'd like to know what you think.

Iván.

Sir?

The Chivalziks are dead.

That's terrible news. How could that happen?

You know what happened.

I think it's time for a confrontation.

We need to talk, Iván.

I don't see why.

-I do. -What about?

About you.

About me.

Where are you?

Where it all began.

At the funeral home. Meet me here.

-Yes, sir. -Come alone.

You're back so soon.

-You must be in serious trouble. -Yes, I am.

Oso says you want to disappear.

As you well know, even with a new identity,

if you start running, you'll be running for the rest of your life.

I have no choice.

That doesn't sound like the Molina I know.

-Right. I'm not. -Alright.

Granted. A new identity. A new life.

-Three? -What?

Three identities.

What makes you think I owe you three favors?

The favor is for me, I just need three...

I won't repeat it.

I'm giving you what you want.

I think I'm saving your life just like you saved mine.

So take it or leave it.

You did something for me. I'm doing something for you.

What are you doing here? Get out. Get out.

Adrian Solares.

You know... who I am?

Yes.

But you don't know my nephew is in love with your daughter.

And he'll do anything to ensure that she and her mother are safe.

Hold him.

-Don Ávila. - Don Alcázar.

I didn't think you'd come.

Here I am.

Drop the gun.

Turn around.

I'm really surprised you came.

Why is that? It's my funeral home.

You're the one who shouldn't be here.

So why don't you sit in your chair, sir?

Sit!

I spoke with Cardozo.

He told me a few things before he died.

-For example? -For example...

-You told him about the bomb. -I did.

And that you did everything in your power to... save the Apostles.

Why did you do that?

To protect the firm.

Right, because you'd do anything at all to protect the firm.

Right?

That's right.

Like killing my son?

Like killing my son was the right thing to do

to protect the firm.

Answer me, man! For once in your life

get out of the spotlight, look at me in the eyes and answer me!

You want me to say that I'd do anything to protect the firm?

No.

Did you kill my son?

Yes. I killed your son.

When I found him he was still alive.

With a noose around his neck.

So I moved the chair he was standing on.

Then I held him in my arms very lovingly.

And I squeezed it until I snapped his vertebrae.

So I guess it's the end of the road for us.

No Iván.

It's the end of the road for you.

Where did you want to go with all this?

How much more power could you get?

Can I be blunt?

Go right ahead.

You knew I killed Emiliano. Didn't you?

You just didn't want to admit it.

Emiliano was dragging you down. Just like your wife.

By the way. What happened there?

Do you have any regrets?

We're not that different.

It's just that I wanted to protect the firm.

And all don Ávila wanted was to protect himself.

So I did all I could to remove any hurdles.

I thought if I did that,

if I got rid of those minor inconveniences

you'd be able to do your job as a don should.

And not as a misunderstood victim

blaming the world for his tragedy.

When he himself caused every single tragedy, over and over.

Over and over.

That was my mistake. Believing.

And in the end...

I didn't realize all that would be left was him, the huge hurdle.

The misunderstood don Ávila.

It was never personal.

Sure, because there's nothing personal about this business.

No, no, no, no! Nothing is ever personal!

You're alive thanks to me. Me.

I'd rather die going by the book.

Cardozo was right. You're the only enemy I've ever had.

You're the only enemy you have!

Pull out your gun and kill me!

Pull out your gun... and kill me.

Iván.

You're already dead.

Goodbye, Iván.

Ana.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Let's go.

ALL DONS MUST GIVE THEIR LIVES TO THE FIRM.

"Killing well to live better." Anonymous author.