All language subtitles for 5rFF-yankee-S1E07.eng

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

There's a corpse here!

Pat him down.

-Give me his watch.
-No.

Motherfucker.

Honestly, this is awesome.

How much?

You can't ask that, man.

We should've told the others.

They would've...
fucking loved the idea.

Yeah, the place is super cool, but...

we're not in a celebrating mood right now.

No, not really.

Did you know the first pension funds
were invented

by Scottish shepherds?

For their widows.

We have to make sure...

our families get compensation.

We have to make sure
that when we're gone...

our families have everything they need.

They shouldn't have to worry. Okay?

Yes.

Too bad the drone died before its time.

I would've blown his ass up, honestly.

They killed him, huh?

Stoned to death...

they killed him.

Yeah.

Don't! Stop playing with the plates!
Stop it, Gonzalo!

You haven't had a bite!

No cookies for you
if you don't eat first.

I thought my sister had eaten them all!

Are you stalking me, Sheriff?

Well, you know my husband's not here.

Aren't you ever gonna leave us alone?

Bye, honey.

What do you have for me?
I'm hoping it's good news.

-Sorry to disappoint you, sir, but...
-But what? Speak!

Well, the Contra.

The Contra. Those motherfuckers
have already started extorting people.

Hairdressers, shopkeepers...
They just don't care.

And what's worse, sir...

they've started executing people.

We don't allow that here in Sonora.

What's wrong with Cara Sucia?
Fucking asshole.

Bring him to me. What else?

The Las Vegas casinos, sir.
They're pushing hard.

Doña Malena's debt,
they want it to be paid off.

They threatened to sue us in the States

and send collectors over here
to make a big mess.

How bad is it?

What? What is that? Twenty?

No, sir. Two million...

-Oh, well.
-...dollars.

I know, Maclovio.
That fucking Caliente.

Let's go to my office, come.

How do you expect me to trust her?

She's hooked up
with that fucking gringo.

It's not only her,
fucking Choche as well.

Well, maybe it's just a phase, Boss?
What do you think?

Who the fuck asked for your opinion?
You're here only to listen.

-Okay, fine.
-Shut up and go get Piporro.

-Okay.
-Go get him.

I'm going to do some shopping.
I'll be right back.

Don't move, asshole!

How are you, Maclovio?
Long time no see.

Shut up, asshole.

Mr. Parra wants to talk to you.

And he's not in a very good mood,
Cara Sucia. So, let's go, asshole.

-Coming, sweet doll! Easy.
-Shut up, asshole.

Let's go.

Identification.

How are you doing, gringa?

-A beer. Stone cold.
-In a minute.

-And Fidelia? Isn't she around?
-Yes, she was here.

She left a while ago
with a super cool girl.

-Asshole.
-Look at you, all nervous.

-Bonjour, girl!
-How are you?

-How are you?
-What are you doing here?

Nothing.

I remembered you had a job coming
and I was wondering if help was needed.

-It's needed.
-Yeah?

-Shall we?
-Let's go.

-Will you bring us some beers?
-Sure thing. In a minute.

They sell turtle soup
at this restaurant.

Do you want me to make a reservation?

-We don't eat turtle. Don't worry.
-The soup is good.

Come.

My love...

-All this is for me?
-Sure.

-Do you like it?
-I love it.

I really do.

Why are you dressed
like Mad Max's girlfriend?

Why do you look like Julio César Chavez
with all those bruises on your face?

-Is that part of your new lifestyle?
-Look what I bought for you.

I picked it out.

Look.

Do you like it?

-It's nice.
-Try it on.

-Thanks.
-I got you shoes too.

-Okay?
-Okay.

I'll check on dinner.

-Stop it.
-I missed you.

-I'll be right back.
-See you in a minute.

Let's see what you do all alone
with no gun.

Get out, jerk.

I said get out, asshole! Come here!

Motherfucker! I saw your face!
I'll kill you, motherfucker!

Yeah, yeah.
Blah, blah. Walk, asshole.

-You too, jerk.
-Shut up, asshole.

Son of a bitch.

-Shut up!
-I'll kill all of you, assholes.

-Shut up, asshole. Walk!
-I'll kill you, motherfucker!

-On your knees!
-I won't, motherfucker!

-I said on your knees!
-I said I won't, asshole!

You're saying you fucked up my orders?

My orders, motherfucker!

You think you're so tough
you can act on your own, right?

Don't forget who the boss is here.

What? Do you have something to say?

I needed the income.

Enunciate, asshole!
I can't understand you!

I said, I needed the income!

I needed the money

to hire more people,
to secure the goods.

Don't you get enough money?
You've earned your share, asshole.

Yeah, but you're giving too much
to the police.

And as we have them on the payroll,

I thought we could keep
that money for ourselves.

Don't bullshit me!
Is that your justification?

I'm not convinced, motherfucker.
Get him!

Up, you asshole!
Your time is up, motherfucker.

Hold on.

I wouldn't do that if I were you,
not until you get your share.

I always get my share,
sooner or later.

And this time won't be any different.

Anyway, why would it be different now?

You haven't seen the amount yet.

Tell me.

How much is it?

-Huh?
-Cheers.

Cheers.

Did you already forget about us, Malcom?

-Don't even joke about that.
-You look pretty happy here.

Why would you say that?

You never talk about coming back.

There used to be a plan.

And now, you even dress like them.

"When in Rome, do as Romans do."

I will go back.

I just need some time.

I don't even know
what you're doing anymore.

-I don't know if you're in danger now.
-I'm better here than there.

Okay.

I didn't mean it like that. No.

I'm saying I'm safer here than there.

Wait here. We're not finished yet.

Boss, it's good you're here.
I've been looking for you.

Don't bother me right now, man.
You don't know what I've been through.

I'm serious. It's important.

-Don't bother me now, man!
-They found Piporro.

What?

It's good, girl.

-I like it. It's cool.
-Honestly, girl,

it's easier to paint a wall
than some skin.

Well, yeah.

It's your first time in Mexico?

I've been here before but...

those aren't happy memories.

-Will you, please?
-Sure.

No.

You're not answering?

It's about a job and they already told me
everything they needed to.

-When is the job?
-Tomorrow in Santa Ana, hon.

Heard it? That kind of rhymed.

-What's there?
-Nothing, girl. A job, I told you.

Okay.

Move out of the way or I'll paint you.

Look...

I'm doing everything in my power...

for us to be together.

My love for you won't change.

I'm here.

Prospering.

I swear I'll be flying high.

And I promise I'll give you
the life of a queen, you deserve it.

Look.

When were these photos taken?

That's the first one.

This one, two weeks ago.

And this is my favorite one.

It's the camera in the house.

When I have free time,
I watch you...

and take photos.

So I can treasure the moment.

I love you.

I'm sorry.

I love you.

In the landfill! The garbage dump!

I mean, really? Like a dog,
motherfuckers? Such an asshole!

What? What?

In the fucking landfill!
I can't believe it!

-What happened? Easy!
-It's not fair! Motherfuckers!

Calm down. What happened?

-You! You knew and said nothing!
-Knew what?

Piporro was killed.

And they threw him in the landfill
like a dog!

-Oh, man, I really...
-Don't touch me, traitor!

Don't you touch me!

You know what to do.

-Here?
-Yes. Three shots and he was dead.

Sir...

we have a few leads.

I assure you we'll have results.

We're at your disposal.

Motherfucker.

Let's see.
Put the flowers over there, girl,

to hide the coffin a little bit.
It'll be over there.

This one too. Put that straight.
What are you doing just standing there?

-The glasses! I told you!
-Madam.

-Look alive!
-Madam.

Hello. Go to the back.
I'll get you your dais.

Tell them where you're playing...

Boss, the wailing women are here.

It's about time!
Go to the back, please.

Go there and start practicing.

You do want the girls
at the funeral, right?

What do you think?

Who else will greet the people
and console them?

The girls!

Bring them here.
And the Colombian girls too.

Pretty and smart, not slutty.

Move! What the fuck do you want?

Madam, the corpse is here.

So, what's with the store owners?

They're organizing a protest
outside the city hall.

-And the extortionists?
-No more executions so far.

Sir, the governor has been trying
to contact you all morning.

-Should I call her back for you?
-Later, Irene.

I've got more important things
to deal with.

Yeah, it's me.

We need to meet today.
I think you know why.

Wailing women, it's time to work.

Come on, hurry!

-Do you know who you're tattooing?
-No, but I can imagine.

Good afternoon. Over there, please.

-Girl, remember you're my assistant.
-Okay.

It's good you're here, Fidelia.

I want you to tattoo my friend,
Piporro.

Just like mine.

I'm making him a boss,
even if he's dead. I don't give a fuck.

And that woman, who is she?

She's just here to help.

Okay, come, come.

Look here, you'll tattoo the feather.

I'm making him a commander,
right, Piporro?

The fucking gringo didn't even come
to pay his respects.

He's hidden somewhere, Boss.

I've got a friend tailing him.

Come on, Fidelia. Don't take too long.

Girl.

I think you should leave me alone.

-Okay, I'll have a smoke then.
-Fine.

Want one?

Yes, thanks.

Do you work here?

-Yes.
-Colombian?

Yes, Colombian.

And I work here. Most of the time
they keep us in the house.

Yeah? What house? Near here?

No, of course not.
This is a fat cats' neighborhood.

They only let us out
to take care of clients

or when we come here.

-I know who owns that house.
-You do?

What's that asshole's name?

Parra.

Parra.

-Antonio Parra.
-My God!

You say "asshole"
and immediately throw that name out.

Can I tell you something?

I'm getting tired of all this.

I'd love to go back to Medellín.

Hey, I might be able help you,
if you want.

Give me a sec.

Can I borrow a pen?

What's your name?

Violeta.

Look, Violeta. Here...

If you want, you can call me.

-Sir, there's someone here for you.
-Okay.

-Come in
-Thanks. Excuse me.

I was about to call you.

We were...

I was at Piporro's funeral.

We found the body yesterday.

-Who killed him?
-That motherfucker, Yankee.

What's this?

I brought this for you.
Look, it's just as I said.

Oh, boy.

Choche knows about this?

No, not a thing.

Don't say a word.

I'll talk to him later.

Fine.

I'm sorry about Piporro.

-He was your right hand, right?
-Yes.

The Yankee.

-Are you sure?
-Well, yes.

Well, yes, the agency...

it's not working now but...

we can open another business,
right?

I've always wanted a gym.

You don't know the first thing about gyms.

Same as you with real estate.

You don't trust me?

I do.

You're right. I'm sorry.

Look, besides,

it's a good business idea.
You're right. Do it.

And soon you'll get a package...

like the ones Fisoni gave you.

You can use that.

How are you, man? Get over here.

I've never seen Cara Sucia so angry

and he blames you for everything.

Okay, great.

So, that's it.

That's it.

Listen, honey.
I've got to go back to work.

I've got things to do.

Hey, hey.

We'll be together again, okay?

I promise.

Are we okay?

We're okay. Far away...

but we're okay.

-Wilson.
-Sir?

-Take the lady to the border...
-No, no.

I came here alone, I'll go back alone.
It's only an hour away.

It's for your safety.
Let me take care of you, okay?

-I will worry, okay?
-Don't insist.

-Honey, let him take you.
-No.

Come, take a seat.

Are you a believer?

Oh, DA, the things you say!

I've got that one because in this world,

you've got to be okay with all the powers,

the visible and the hidden ones.

Just like you, right?

Cut with your left hand.

Let's see.

-Tell me, what worries you?
-Weird things have been happening to me.

You think you're cursed?
That someone cast a spell on you?

What else could it be?

I see Santa Muerte's image
all over the place.

I feel...

I'm being followed.

I see bad omen animals everywhere.
Everything has gone wrong for me.

You're under a lot of pressure.

It's due to your ambitions.
Life's taking a toll, man.

My ambitions?

You want to be
the attorney general, right?

You haven't thought about anything else
since you got your degree.

You want to achieve that,
no matter what.

-As long as it is legal.
-That's relative, you know that.

You have no wife, no kids, no friends.

Nothing to entertain yourself.
Just your work.

Well, my mom is alive.

With Alzheimer’s and in a home.

Maybe she's erasing her own memory
to get out of your way, what about that?

She's fine.

Don't you worry.

Don't be afraid.

I'm here to help you get
everything you need.

This will protect you.

And I'll perform a ritual to eliminate
Santa Muerte's resentment.

And everybody else's hatred.

Well, we lost Piporro.

But you know this business, right?

And we also know the gringo killed him.

If he didn't do it, his people did.
Everyone's been saying that.

Don't do anything to him, okay?

And stop extorting those poor bastards.

This is my territory.
We don't make money like that.

-Understand that. Okay?
-As you command.

That motherfucker, Yankee, is over there.
Give me the order and I'll kill him.

No, hold on, man.
Now is not the time.

Choche is still inside.
We'll have our moment.

Here he comes.

You're here at last, Gringo.

I'm sorry, I had some unfinished business.

Will you leave us alone for a minute?

So...

Revueltas talked to me
and mentioned something.

I hope you didn't bother him
with anything.

No, Choche.

I promise I didn't do anything.
Maybe it's about something else.

Lau wants to talk to you at length.

You know, Santa Ana, Hermosillo...

Well, small town, big hell.

You tell me what I can do for you.

Don't rock the boat.

Sir.

-What are you doing here?
-Aren't you happy to see me?

What do you have for me?
I want to work with you.

-Not now.
-I'll look for you.

Fuck! What the fuck do you want?

Malcolm!

-Pull over!
-Leave me alone!

Don't move!

Look, she's just a girl!
Get out, asshole!

Subtitle Translation By: Alejandra Tolj