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You can't keep running.
You have to turn yourself in.

Pay for your mistakes.

There's only a few days left
until the vote.

Let your voices be heard. Trust me.

[ominous music playing]

[Beto] Now I can't stop thinking about
the last operation I worked on with Temo.

It wasn't the fugitive.
The tip-off cooled down.

But I'm sure we spotted Terry.

I think Terry Davis' case
has something to do with Temo's death.

Tim Patterson.

He's the primary suspect in Temo's murder.

-[Nico] He got out on parole a month ago.
-[Archi] Um, delivery.

-[Nico] You know what I think?
-They were using Patterson as a scapegoat.

[Lobato] Tim Patterson,
you're under arrest.

[Tim] I'm not armed.

[Tim yells]

-[seagulls cawing]
-[waves crashing]

[man on TV] After days of investigation,

Gildardo Ortega,
the director of the State Police,

revealed the identity of
Commander Cuauhtémoc Lozano's murderer,

who was found dead
under strange circumstances.

Timothy Patterson is the name
of the criminal from the United States

who lost his life in the operation.

Rumors suggest it was an act of revenge
against the commander,

who was previously responsible
for his deportation.

[birds singing and chirping]

[ominous music playing]

THE GRINGO HUNTERS

[music fades]

No, no, Wally's working hard.

Making videos.

Oh yeah?

Promotional ads
for the state of Baja California.

-[cell phone buzzing]
-Hm. He must be doing well.

Is that important?

Father Murphy.

Father, my Father! How can I help?

[Murphy] Hi, Joaquín.
I'm sorry to bother you.

It's no bother. Tell me.

The person we talked about is gone.

Uh, what-- Where'd he go?

We don't know. He left at dawn.

He's scared.

I'm afraid he'll do something stupid.

You did good, uh, calling me, Father.

Uh, don't worry about it.
We'll figure something out. Okay?

Okay. Thanks, Joaquín.

No, uh, thank you, Father.

Is there a problem?

Not right now, no.

But there might be.

[wistful music playing]

I dreamt of her last night.

-Really?
-Mm-hm.

[Meyer laughs softly]

Fifteen years now. Damn.

[Luisa sighs]

I can't believe how long it's been.

-Me either.
-Hm.

It still feels like it happened
only yesterday, doesn't it?

[Luisa sighs]

Joaquín…

If we survived what happened to Mariana,
we can handle anything.

-Hm? Anything.
-Yeah, yeah.

[clears throat] Yeah.

LIARS

[crowd yelling indistinctly]

[ominous music playing]

[man on radio] Anti-Nueva Tijuana protests
are spreading throughout the city.

Several polls taken
prior to the vote on the project,

which is publicly supported
by Sueños sin Fronteras,

show that as of today,
anything is possible.

Public opinion is strongly divided between
those for the project and those against.

[woman 1] Papers have been signed.
Only the forms need to be filled in.

[woman 2]
Okay, but what do I do in this section?

All the boxes must be checked carefully.
You missed something.

[door opens]

Yeah. I'm telling you.

-Ortega.
-Hold on a sec, please.

Nico, I'm heading out.

But I was gonna
swing by your office later today.

See you then.

Let's breathe a sigh of relief.

The bastard who murdered Temo
is no longer on the streets, hm?

-I have--
-That's what I wanna talk you about.

Well, if you want I can ask Mari
to share the report with you.

Not a problem.

It's all there.

-I'll see you later.
-Can we talk in private?

I insist.

Buddy, I'll call you right back.

All right.

Mari, give me ten minutes.

STATE POLICE DIRECTOR

We've gotta keep Temo's case open.

[scoffs]

What the fuck we gonna keep it open for?

We already found
that gringo son of a bitch, didn't we?

That guy didn't kill him.
Lobato followed the wrong track.

Lobato's report
is totally bulletproof, Nico.

The night before the murder,

Temo was investigating the case
of a gringo priest wanted for fraud.

It seems he found him,
but then never arrested him.

Tim Patterson wasn't even trying to hide.

He wasn't acting like someone
who had just put a bullet

in the head of a police commander.

You were there for that arrest, right?

I mean, you wrote in the report
that Patterson vowed revenge on Temo.

Tim Patterson didn't kill Temo.

If we find the guy he was investigating,
then it's possible we can--

Hey.

The man had a motive.
He was in Tijuana that day.

And the gun used to murder Temo
was found on him.

I will ignore

that you were running an investigation
parallel to ours without authorization.

Agreed?

You and I both know that piece of shit
was as honest as they make 'em.

But we just found
an undeclared bank account under his name.

With more than a hundred grand.

He got a money transfer

on the day he was killed.

I'm sorry, I don't believe that's true.

It was on his phone, for God's sake.

-[tense, pensive music playing]
-We have documents, signatures.

I saw it myself, with my own two eyes.

Do me a favor.

Focus on your job.

You have some really big shoes to fill.

[door opens]

[woman on TV] Discussions
about Nueva Tijuana continue.

Renowned businessman
Joaquín Meyer-Rodríguez

could be one step away from achieving
the much-heralded macro-development

that is expected to bring
unprecedented economic benefits…

In 48 hours we will know
if I become the man who changed Tijuana

or if I'll be a fucking joke.

If voters don't pass this,

the plans for business in Nueva Tijuana
simply isn't feasible.

-[Case] Joaquín, Luisa, always a pleasure.
-Hey, hey, buddy.

-[laughs]
-Nice place, you bastard.

Thank you. Thank you. Hey.

It was a wedding gift, actually.

[man] Larry, the reporter on TV says

that the latest polls indicate
that public opinion is still very divided.

No, don't listen to her.
She's been against us since the beginning.

Don't worry about it,
I'm taking care of everything.

Enjoy the food, enjoy the drinks.

I'll leave you in the best hands possible.

I'll see you guys later.

-Okay?
-[indistinct chatter]

Joaquín always overdoing it.

So, would anyone like a lobster burrito
and a cold one?

-[Case] Yeah. Yeah, sounds good.
-Yeah?

[tense, pensive music playing]

-Nico what's going on?
-Shh.

Not here.

What happened?

Ortega told me he's got papers
and all kinds of shit.

That money was wired into his account
the same day he was killed.

Shit, no way.

But if he could wipe out the debt,
then he would--

[indistinct police radio chatter]

-[police radio chirps]
-Good morning.

-[Gloria] Hello.
-[Nico] Officer.

It doesn't make sense.

If he had the money for the debts,

why did he allow
his family to be threatened?

UNDERSECRETARY OF PUBLIC SECURITY

You and I knew Temo, and he was not dirty.

[ominous music playing]

But I didn't think he'd be gambling
in an underground casino either.

Ortega also told me
they found the account on his cell phone.

No way.

But you checked that phone.

Nico, swear to me you didn't see anything.

Swear it, man.

I swear. There was nothing.

I don't know why,

but these bastards
tapped the phone of a murdered cop.

I think it's time to tell the others.

My house?

Yeah.

["México Lindo y Bandido"
by Cartel de Santa playing]

TIJUANA'S FUTURE
IS IN YOUR HANDS

I'm from Sueños sin Fronteras.

Would you care to sign?

I'm from Sueños sin Fronteras.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

-Hello?
-[song fades]

[Meyer] Hey. Father, my Father.
How are you?

I'm out with the people. They're excited.

Ready to vote
and throw in all their support.

That's good.

-We got almost 4,000 signatures.
-Hey, dude!

-And we're still working on it.
-Glad to hear that, Father.

-Yes.
-Hey, about our friend…

Any news?

Okay, I was about to
bring up the same subject.

I have no news.

And we have nothing to report.

But we'll find him, Father.

Listen to me. if you locate this guy,

you need to know
it's imperative that I speak to him first.

You will be the first one, I promise.

Thank you.

-Thank you, Father.
-Thanks.

[thunder rumbling]

[Gloria] And that's all we know
at the moment.

[Beto] No shit.

[Beto sighs]

So Temo had a death threat
and didn't tell us anything?

Yes. They threatened to go after María
if he didn't pay up,

but I investigated
and they didn't kill him.

[Gloria] The gambling thing
blew my mind too.

I didn't know. He didn't tell me anything.
Did he ever talk to you about that?

No.

Not even Silvia suspected a thing.

[inhales sharply]

But she authorized me to pay.

You didn't tell us
what you were up to either.

You just said, "Look into Tim Patterson,"
and didn't tell me anything.

-There was no other way! We had to hurry.
-I'm not feeling trusted!

Archi, it's not that.
We simply had to investigate.

We wouldn't just bring it up like that.
This is huge, man.

Are you positive that Tim Patterson,
the arms dealer,

had nothing to do with it?

Look, they claim to have
the case completely closed,

motive and murder weapon…

I don't believe those guys.

What jackass who just murdered a cop
decides to stay at the same hotel

and is active on his socials?

It's very stupid.

I mean, I've heard that
since Balladares is campaigning,

Ortega wants to become
secretary of security.

Maybe he needs all this buried
before running for office?

You think Ortega
had something to do with it?

My gut is telling me that Terry Davis
is a string we need to pull on

to unravel this mess.

We have to find him.

Yeah, but what if this guy skipped town?
Or he's dead already?

It's the only lead we have.
We gotta take a shot.

-Either that, or we cave to Ortega.
-Yeah, great idea.

[ominous music playing]

Listen, guys.

I get that it's a lot to ask.
You don't have to.

If you don't want in on this,
we understand.

I'm in. Count me in.

Let's do it.

[Nico] What about you, Archi?

-[music fades]
-Yeah. I'm in.

Beto?

We're a team, right?

Has it occurred to you that Camila
might be talking to her uncle?

It's better to leave her out of this
for the moment.

[Cri] Yes, boss.

Beto, you'll be in charge
of following-up on our other cases.

And cover for us
while we find Terry Davis.

All right. Copy.

All right.

[tense music playing]

IS THERE LIFE BEFORE DEATH?

SHELTER

We're looking for this person.
Have you seen this man around here?

No, I've never seen him here.

Hey, buddy, how long
you been working here for?

One year.

[woman] Hello.

Did you come about the car missing
from the beach shelter, by any chance?

[pensive music playing]

-Yes, yes.
-Someone took one of our cars.

[woman] A wine-colored sedan.

Hey, Yolanda.

The beach shelter just called.
There was some mix-up.

A friend of Father Murphy
took it away this morning.

You said it was a friend of Father Murphy?

-[man] Yes, he borrowed it.
-[Yolanda] Oh, I see.

-Would you like to file a report?
-No. Well, not anymore. Thanks.

Well, I'll leave you
my contact information, just in case.

-If you need anything.
-[Nico] Thank you very much.

-So long!
-[Gloria] Bye.

-Have a nice day.
-[man] You too.

[Nico] Search around the roads
near the beach shelter.

He can't be far away.

CONTROL SYSTEM

We know it's a wine-colored sedan.

[tense, pensive music playing]

Here's one.

[groans] It's a family, false alarm.

[Gloria sighs]

[Nico] Please.

-Archi?
-No, I'm good.

-Glo?
-Yep.

Hey. This one matches the description.

The guy is alone.

-It's him.
-[Gloria] Yeah.

[Nico] Yeah, we got the plates.

Fucking Beto.

[Nico] Now we have to follow the car
to see where he goes.

But remember that we can't ask C4
for any help with tracking.

Or it'd be way too suspicious.

I think we should just tell Camila.
That's her forte.

[music fades]

[Nico sighs]

I'm gonna get
straight to the point, Camila.

The group has had some doubts
about whether you, um…

We'd like to know…

You think because
Ortega is my uncle that I'm a spy?

[Nico] Mm-hm.

[poignant music playing]

He gave me the job out of pity.

Because I'm the autistic daughter
of his dead sister.

[determined music playing]

In my room I have 16 plushies,

and I love them and respect them
more than my own uncle.

Please, count me in.

[keyboard clacking]

-[Archi] What's she doing?
-[Nico] Calculating all possible routes.

The possibilities are infinite.

No, not infinite, no.

Well, not "infinite" infinite,
but there's a buttload.

[Camila] Yes.

But I had the idea to use a software
that can read license plates

to scan for the car
on every route possible.

To avoid the C4 and raising suspicions,

I'll do it all manually,
but it will take me a while.

How 'bout we check the first route?

CONNECTION ESTABLISHED

ENTER LICENSE PLATE

MAPS SERVICE

-[intense, pensive music playing]
-[computer chiming]

NO TO NUEVA TIJUANA

-[suspenseful music playing]
-[woman] Why not come inside, güero?

No, thanks.

It's all paid.

[man] Here it is.

-[Terry] Thanks.
-You're welcome.

[music intensifies]

Timothy Patterson is the name
of the criminal from the United States…

What would you like?

…who lost his life in the operation.

-[Terry] Anything.
-Rumors suggest it was an act of revenge…

Use the clippers.

…who was previously responsible
for his deportation.

Police have been investigating…

Can you imagine? Just blocks away.
We could hear the gunshots from here.

[computer beeps]

[Nico] Still nothing?

[keyboard clacking]

[Beto] Not yet, sir.

Get some sleep.

I'll let you know.

Gloria, Cri! Go be with your families.

There is no need for all of us to stay.

-You sure?
-[Nico] Thanks. I'm sure.

We won't have an answer anytime soon.

-Let's go.
-[Nico] I'm going home for a bit too.

Call us if anything comes up.

-Sure.
-[Nico] Get some rest.

What's up? I brought burritos.

-No, I'm having dinner with family.
-I want one.

[Archi] Yeah, take it.

[Cri] Let me see. Ah, this one.

EMA
WHERE ARE YOU?

-Thanks. See you.
-[Gloria] Come on, man.

-[Cri] See you tomorrow.
-Yeah. I'll see you.

[door closes]

I forgot the salsa. I'll be right back.

EXCLUSIVE PARKING
FOR AUTHORIZED EMPLOYEES

[Ema] What are you doing here so late?

ACCESS

We're looking for a fugitive
that might lead us to Temo's murderer.

That's your old commander?

-Yeah.
-Hm.

-Hey, that's a nice ride. [chuckles]
-[chuckles]

Did a guy give it to you or what?

Do you think that if I have a nice car,
it's because some dude gave it to me?

Uh, no. No, no, uh…

And if so…

What are you really asking?

I wanted to see you, I'm here.

[poignant, pensive music playing]

Is that gonna be okay with you?

Or would you rather make an ocean
out of a pond?

What?

If you're gonna keep looking for trouble
where there isn't any…

No, no, no.

[splutters] Don't get me wrong, please.

Sorry.

-I'm glad you came.
-[sighs]

[music fades]

[knocking on door]

-Hello.
-[Anne] Hello.

You didn't bring any food?

[Anne] These are not hours to be working.

-[door closes]
-So this is the Batcave.

Well, it doesn't have the same style,
but it's the intention that counts, right?

Did you live here with your family?

I lived here with my ex and my daughter.

But then my ex moved back to Mexicali
when we split up

I stayed here,

and now it's just me
and my crazy teenager.

And your son? How's he?

Good. I'll have him next week.

[María] Nico!

-[Nico] What the hell?
-Nico, I can see you. Open up!

[Nico] I'll be right back.

Are you okay? What happened?

Ortega called my mom.

He found a bank account with $100,000
under my dad's name.

Did you know?

He told me yesterday.

I don't think your dad
has done anything dirty.

Shit, are you serious?

-Your father was an honest cop.
-Shut up, Nico.

Shut up.

[poignant music playing]

[sighs] Your dad was a good man.

Come on, Nico.

Fuck you, Nico.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[music fades]

What was that about $100,000?

That's why I asked you to come.

Ortega says that, but I don't buy it.

Why not?

I've been digging into Temo's death.

I have no proof,

but I'm sure the guy who killed him
isn't who they're saying it is.

They got the wrong guy.

What are you saying?

[ominous music playing]

They're not doing their jobs properly.

They're not investigating.

They're hiding something.

["Amor Sin Fin" by Adanowsky playing]

What's going on?

Nothing.

Want some?

Thank you.

Do you like boats?

I really love boats.

I like to spend the day
looking at the boats in Ensenada

because I like them so much.

-Huh.
-And you?

I do.

I might like airplanes a bit more, but…

I think boats are cool.

That's good.

That's important.

You smell nice.

I'm back.

-[Beto] Boss.
-[Nico] How is it going?

Good. [clears throat]

Still no news.

[Nico] Really?

You better get to work then.

[gunshots]

Impressive.

You shoot straighter than Nico.

Have you shot before?

Yeah. With the guy who gave me the car.

-Yeah.
-No, just kidding.

I picked it up when I was younger,
with… a boyfriend I had.

Am I good?

[chuckles] Sure.

Let's count the points.

[ominous music playing]

[horn honks]

The Lord is my shepherd.

I shall not want.

[men chattering indistinctly]

[mariachi music playing on radio]

What's up, güero? Can I help you?

-Good evening.
-Evening.

I can pay you good money.

[laughs] Check this out!
He thinks we're a bunch of queers.

-What'd you say?
-[Terry] No, no.

I'm just messing with you.

I'll pay you to take me
in one of your containers here.

Where you headed?

Anywhere.

All right. We'll help you out. Come on.

Come here, buddy.

-[Terry] Thank you very much.
-[man 2 laughs] No problem.

[man 1] My partner will show you.

[sniffs] How much?

[Terry] How much do you want?

[man 1] How much?

-Two?
-[Terry] This is all I got.

-[man 1] Let me see.
-[Terry] Take it all.

[dramatic music playing]

[Terry grunting]

[man 2] The watch.

-[man 1] Let's go.
-[man 3] Hey!

[Terry sobbing]

[man 1] Fucking gringo bitch.

[man 3] Come on, come on, let's go!

[gasping]

[music fades]

[Gloria] Good morning.

How's it going?

Nothing yet?

Beto?

Good morning.

-I got you some coffee.
-[Nico groans] Thank you.

Archi.

I brought coffee.

-[Archi whistles] Thank you.
-Good morning.

[Camila] I found him!

[Gloria] What?

I tracked the car at the spot I lost it,
apparently it's under a bridge,

and the cameras
that cover that area are useless.

It does not seem to have moved from there,
as far as I can tell.

Because I don't have real-time data
and to have to--

No, wait, wait. You have the location?

[pensive music playing]

-[Camila] I'll send it to you.
-Gloria, Beto, let's go.

Archi, you stay here and keep a lookout.

Camila, call Cri
and tell him to join us, please.

[Camila] Uh…

[Gloria] Hey, Cami, I left coffee for you.

Incredible job.

[music fades]

-[parking brake clacks]
-[engine turns off]

[vehicle approaching]

-[Beto] Hi.
-[Nico] It was here, right?

[Beto] It was.

-[Nico groans]
-[Cri] Holy shit.

-[cell phone ringing]
-What the hell?

What the fuck?

[cell phone continues ringing]

Hey, did you see a car around this area?
Right around here?

-Camila?
-[Camila] Did you find it?

We don't see a car anywhere.

Then the only option is to go to the C4.

I don't have access now,
but I know someone at the entrance.

I'll find out where he went.
I'll let you know.

Let's cover the area.

Interrogate them.

[elevator chimes]

-Yola. How are you?
-Hi, Cami, how are you?

Hey, so my uncle transferred me,

but he just asked me
to personally check on something.

I told him I no longer had my access,

but he told me to tell you to call him
or just let me through.

What do you think?

[suspenseful music playing]

Oh gosh.

We can call him.

No, go ahead.

-Thank you.
-Good to see you, Cami.

-[card reader beeps]
-[Camila] You too.

[suspenseful music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

[keyboard clicking]

USER: CAMILA

PASSWORD

ENTER THE COMMAND

LIST CAMERAS

OPENING CAMERA

[suspenseful music continues]

Where are you going, Terry Davis?

Hello.

Hey, did you happen to see this person
drive away from here in a black car?

[Cri] Aw, fuck.

They won't say anything.

[Nico] Let's go!

[suspenseful music continues]

LIVE CAMERA FEED

-[mouse clicks]
-[computer trilling]

[music turns pensive]

[Camila] Got you.

STATUS: FUGITIVE
LOCATION - LATITUDE, LONGITUDE

LIVE CAMERA FEED

GRECO JUNKYARD

[music turns ominous]

[camera clicks]

[suspenseful music playing]

Nico? I got it.
He's in a junkyard on the outskirts.

I'll send you the address.

[Nico] Great. We're on our way.

[suspenseful music playing]

[motors revving]

[Raymundo] Father Terry!

We need to talk.

Someone else blew the whistle.
Maybe Ortega's men.

[Raymundo]
You better come out, you bastard!

-Come out!
-[guns cock]

It's no use hiding!

Father!

Come out, fucker, or we will kill you!

[gunshots]

Father Terry Davis!

[tense music playing]

Your time is up, Father!

-[man] He's there! I just saw him!
-[Raymundo] Ernesto, let's burn him.

Funny how you're gonna burn in hell,
you bastard!

Not even your saints can save you!

[gunshots]

This is your last chance to come with us!

God bless you, Father!

[Nico] Call it in right now.
We need backup.

911, I need to report a shooting
and arson at the Díaz Ordaz junkyard.

Yeah, hurry up!

[dramatic music playing]

[sirens wailing]

-[man] Hey! The cops!
-We should go.

[motorcycle engines revving]

Hey! Terry Davis!

We need to talk to you
about Commander Temo Lozano.

Hey, hey! Father Terry!

-[Gloria] What the fuck?
-You okay?

[sirens wailing]

Where is he?

Let's go. The cops are here.

["Go" by Decalifornia playing]

[woman on TV]
The future of Tijuana is defined today.

People have been lining up for hours

at all polling places
since early this morning.

Residents of the region have been waiting
for so long for this crucial moment,

which could completely change the city
and their way of life forever.

Earlier today, Joaquín Meyer-Rodríguez
cast his vote,

surrounded by anti-reform protesters.

-Of course! It's my civic duty, isn't it?
-[protesters yelling]

Hey, let's go.

WE'RE NOT LEAVING!

[man] Get out!

[protesters yelling]

[man on TV]
Any words to the people of Tijuana?

Oh, well, I'm just really grateful
that they all came out to vote,

and exercised their right to vote.
That's important.

[man] You've seen the polls suggesting
that the no's have it, I assume?

[Meyer] What matters
is that the people go out and vote.

[poignant music playing]

ST. GEORGE PARISH

[Terry] Excuse me.

Do you know
where the Lozano family niche is?

Cuauhtémoc Lozano?

Yes.

No visitors are allowed at this time.
You can come back in two hours.

I'm sorry. I'll come back later.

[Nico] Who the hell
could be behind all of this?

Let's start over.

What do we really have?
What are we working with?

Temo and Beto were the first ones
to actually lay eyes on the suspect.

[Cri] Beto claimed to have seen him,
but Temo said it wasn't him.

[cell phone ringing]

-Hold on a sec. Father Joel?
-We need to visualize everything. Archi?

-Yeah, Gloria?
-[Nico] Yes?

-Do you have the statements?
-I have it here.

-[Cri] With his signatures? Archi?
-[Nico] Okay, thank you.

What's up?

[Nico] Uh, yeah.

[cell phone ringing]

UNCLE GIL ORTEGA

Hello?

[Ortega] What's up, sobrina?

I won't take up too much of your time.

I just wanted to tell you,

if you get nostalgic
and want to visit your old office,

let me know.

I'll come with you, hm?

Or if you need anything,
please let me know.

Don't forget who you work for, understand?

[call disconnects]

[indistinct chatter]

Raymundo.

-It's good to see you.
-Sir.

Is it taken care of?

No, sir. We got to the junkyard,
but someone blew the whistle and we fled.

I don't want any more mistakes.
This has to get done.

Today.

If he comes, tacos are on me.

-Some rusos?
-Fine.

-Okay. Just for the two of you.
-Hey, shut up. Is this the guy?

[Cri] Yeah, that's him.

[tense music playing]

[Archi] Nico, he's going into the church.

[Nico on comm] Roger.

Father Terry.

We just wanna talk with you.

We're the team of Cuauhtémoc Lozano.

He was our boss.

We wanna help you.

St. George gathered Lozano and me

so we could face the dragon.

But he was murdered.

[Nico] That's why we're here.

We wanna know who killed him,

and why they're chasing you.

[Gloria] We just want to help you.

[tense music continues]

[Nico] You can trust us.

With 63 percent of the votes

and a total of 72 percent
of the total votes tabulated at the moment

it's confirmed the election
is leaning in favor of Nueva Tijuana.

["Y.M.C.A." playing over speakers]

-[crowd cheering]
-[Meyer] Yeah!

You did it.

Yes, I did. Congratulations, buddy.

You too, my friend.

I'll be right back. Congratulations, guys.

♪ Young man
There's no need to feel down ♪

♪ I said, young man
Pick yourself off the ground… ♪

-Told you so.
-I love you.

-Love you too.
-Give me a sec, okay?

There he is.

-[Ortega chuckles]
-There he fuckin' is.

-[Meyer laughs]
-Congratulations, my friend.

Balladares requested his leave,

so congratulations to you,
the new secretary of security.

-You lucky bastard!
-[laughs]

Hey.

What can I say?

-Let's celebrate.
-What would you like?

["Anda Borracho El Buey"
playing over speakers]

Who were they supposed to face?
I don't get it, dude.

Terry, we need to know
how he was going to help you.

He said I'd be a protected witness.

[scoffs] Protected witness,
in exchange for what?

No, that's not possible.
Temo didn't have the authority to do that.

[Terry] He told me he had discussed it
with the chief of police.

But he never came back.

He was killed to protect
Sueños sin Fronteras.

-Because he--
-[gunshot]

-[Cri] Watch out!
-[Nico] Move!

-[dramatic music playing]
-[Cri] Watch out!

Take cover! Take cover!

-[groans]
-[Nico] Cover us!

[Cri] Go!

[Beto] I saw two guys.

Take cover, man!

He's alive, Nico. He's alive.

-Let's move him
-Help me.

-[Nico] We're moving him! Cover us!
-[Beto] Cover us!

Cover me while I shut the gate!

[Cri] Who are these guys?

[Archi] Motherfuckers!

-[Nico] Get down!
-[Gloria] Hurry!

Archie!

-[Beto] How many are there?
-[Archi] There's five!

-[Beto] Motherfucker!
-[Nico] Fuck!

This fucking gate won't close!

[Nico] What the fuck is going on
in Sueños sin Fronteras?

Why did you leave, man?

[Terry groaning]

[Gloria] Breathe, please.
Please! Please! Please!

Who the fuck killed Temo?
Answer me, damn it!

Give me a fucking name!

-Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.
-Fucking hell!

-Move, please.
-Move! Move! I got you covered!

[grunts]

[Beto] I'm out of ammo!

Come on, Terry.
You can do it. You can do it.

Archi! You need to take cover!

-[grunts]
-Cri!

-[Cri groaning]
-[Beto] Oh shit.

It's okay, Cri. It's okay, Cri.

-What happened?
-[Beto] They shot Cri!

[engine revving and tires screeching]

We need paramedics at Iglesia
del Cristo Redentor in Aquiles Serdán!

Send medevac.

[ominous, pensive music playing]

-You'll be fine. Easy, man.
-[Archi] Where was he shot?

-The shoulder. Easy, man.
-Nico!

[Nico] Fuck.

-Backup is coming soon.
-[Cri groaning]

[Archi] Hey, the bastard who shot Cri
was Raymundo, man.

Ortega's man.

He's outside. Keep an eye on him.

[Beto] Son of a bitch.

[helicopter whirring]

[ominous music playing]

["Gringo Hunters" playing]

BASED ON THE WASHINGTON POST ARTICLE
"THE GRINGO HUNTERS" BY KEVIN SIEFF

♪ Gringo Hunters ♪

[song fades]

[lively music playing]