Original subtitles

["DOO DOO DOO DOO DOO (HEARTBREAKER)" PLAYING]

ANDREA: The arrest of General Rebollo stunned Mexico City and Washington, DC.

It made guys calling the shots look incompetent.

- [IMPERCEPTIBLE] - Corrupt.

Or maybe just clueless.

The General had been sold as a savior.

So respected, the US shared its best intelligence with him.

And Mexico gave him command of our entire anti-narcotics program.

The whole time, he was on the Juárez cartel payroll.

Cannot believe this shit.

Hey.

Nice spot. Roomy.

Amado's gone. But he's not getting out of the country.

Well, we got a couple other addresses to check.

And a lead on his brother, Vicente.

You must have a good source in Juárez.

ANDREA: Rebollo being dirty meant nothing was what it seemed.

Just weeks before the arrest,

America's drug czar had called him a man of unquestioned integrity.

[IMPERCEPTIBLE]

That quote didn't age well.

Now Rebollo faced 40 years in prison.

Amado Carillo Fuentes was the most famous trafficker alive.

And any claim of progress seemed like a bad joke.

It was a new low in America's drug war.

The only thing Mexico and the US could agree on,

they needed Amado caught. Soon.

[IN SPANISH] Relax.

Answer their fucking questions.

ANDREA: [IN ENGLISH] They'd just have to find him first.

[IN SPANISH] The search for the mysterious Juárez Cartel boss,

Amado Carillo Fuentes, continues...

It's believed the drug trafficker fled Juárez...

ANDREA: [IN ENGLISH] Question was,

would anyone besides Amado and General Rebollo

be dragged into the spotlight?

Face justice?

♪ Heart breaker ♪

♪ You stole the love Right out of my heart ♪

♪ Heart breaker, heart breaker... ♪

ANDREA: [IN SPANISH] Still on hold?

No one at Citibank knows where the accounts went.

They "vanished."

Hank's cleaning his tracks.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

- Sync and corrections by hadilan - www.subscene.com - Colored HI and improvements by GoldBerg_44

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

WOMAN 1:...don't believe me, I'll bring it tomorrow -

show you it's true.

- WOMAN 2: See you later. - Bye!

MAN: Hey. You need a ride?

Headed up past Las Flores. That where you're going?

No thanks.

Not much further, but you don't want to walk.

WOMAN: [ON TV IN ENGLISH] What just happened here?

You were just humoring me, weren't you?

You no more think that I could be a TV weather girl

than you think Gracie could be a jockey.

Can I have one?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER ON TV]

[LAUGHTER ON TV]

- WALT: You're an interesting guy, Alex. - Thanks.

Maybe we can go for a drive later?

Check out the surfers.

We're supposed to stay put.

Hmm. At least till you talk to the investigator.

You nervous about that?

I don't know. Not yet.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

I'm gonna step outside for a minute.

Could we have Domino's again? For dinner?

Yeah, sure, man.

- JACK: How's it going in there? - Pretty good.

What's "pretty good" mean?

Five days ago, he found out his brother was murdered.

Since then he's been drug across the border

and asked to testify against a drug cartel. So...

- [VEHICLE APPROACHING] - Pretty good.

Um, he wants pizza for dinner.

- What, Jack? - JACK: Need me to say it?

The Rebollo thing is a fucking disaster.

We helped Amado take out his competition.

You're saying that's not in the DEA handbook?

Guys could lose their jobs over this, Walt.

Yeah, well, maybe we all should, Jack.

Right.

Any word on Amado? I mean, what's El Paso saying?

They're looking, all hands on deck.

Look, this kid's gonna say what I need him to say?

Rebollo was a bad apple.

The price of doing business in Mexico.

That's what it is.

What's the word on his immunity?

I'm working on it.

Thought it was a done deal, Jack.

Alex Hodoyan is no fucking angel.

Hey, make sure he wears long sleeves tomorrow,

with the investigators.

I don't want them asking where those marks on his arm came from.

- We clear? - Yeah, we're clear.

BELTRÁN: [IN SPANISH] No sign of Amado.

Whole thing's going to shit.

Arellanos are coming back hard now.

At anyone who tested 'em...

CHAPO: Guys are turning on us?

They're scared, Chapo.

Lot of dead bodies on the street.

But with the Army out of Tijuana...

the border's opened up.

Bro, we're out of product -

Amado's fucking vanished!

Mayo got a plan to get us more shit?

Mayo's gone back to Mazatlán.

Arellanos have been looking for him...

[HÉCTOR CHUCKLES]

HÉCTOR: No shit they are...

We should pull the guys we still got outta Tijuana.

It looks bad keeping men on the ground, when Mayo's fucked off.

- Pulling back makes us look weak. - [CHUCKLES]

We aren't "pulling back," Arturo...

You fucking lost.

Call it what it is.

Truth is, it was always a dumb idea.

Time to cut our losses.

[DOOR BUZZES]

Let the guys know...

Palma's right.

BELTRÁN: Okay, boss.

[DOOR BUZZES]

- Is it done? - It's done, sir.

Cell's packed. Transfer's signed.

Going somewhere?

Palma is.

Nice touch back there.

Letting the opinionated prick ride out with a "win."

Let him know.

BARRON: They're ready for you.

BENJAMÍN: Good. Let's start...

Still nothing on Amado?

- Not yet... - BENJAMÍN: Stay on it.

Got an update from our guys in El Rubi -

Mayo's crew cleared out.

Great news, right?

[ALL MURMURING]

BENJAMÍN:...I'm back now. The fucking Army's gone -

Things are going back to how they were.

Make that clear.

After all we've been through...

what matters is - we're still here.

The Arellano Felix family's back.

Stronger than ever...

- MAN: Cheers! - WOMAN: God damn right!

- Cheers! - Cheers.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Dina, wait up...

You good with this?

[CLICKS TONGUE] I'm glad you're home, Benjamín.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[SHUTTER OPENING]

BODYGUARD 1: Almost done fueling, sir.

Let's go.

BODYGUARD 1: Let's move.

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

[GUNFIRE IN DISTANCE]

AMADO: What the fuck...

[GUNFIRE]

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

MANNY: Let's go this way! Let's go!

[GUNFIRE CONTINUES]

Keep going!

Get to the plane!

[MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[GRUNTING AND GROANING]

MAN: Close the door!

Put these things on -

[AIRPLANE ENGINE REVVING]

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

AMADO: Fuck!

Flaps aren't working -

What does that mean, boss?

We can't take off.

We have to get out...

Go - now -

[MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNFIRE CONTINUES]

BODYGUARD 2: Let's go, sir! Let's go!

[IN ENGLISH] Oh, thanks, man.

ALEX: Thanks.

[WALT SIGHING]

You ready for tomorrow morning?

They are like lawyers, right?

Yeah.

Basically, you're... an indictment on the Arellanos.

They just wanna know what you know.

Your bosses are worried about what I'm gonna say?

Right?

General Rebollo made a lot of people look stupid.

Look, at some point,

they're gonna ask you about what happened

at the base.

How long you were there, what went down.

Rebollo lied to you.

You shouldn't get in trouble for believing him.

Don't worry,

I will tell the lawyers what your bosses want them to hear.

My dad eats pizza with a knife and fork.

After they get what they need,

maybe I can go home, see my mom.

No, Alex, we talked about this, remember?

Yeah.

I can't go home 'cause I'm talking to the investigators.

The Arellanos will kill you if you go back Tijuana.

[SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING]

They probably have someone waiting at your parents' place.

Okay? You can't go back home, not yet.

I'm gonna make sure that whatever comes next, you'll be okay.

Thanks.

Don't be nervous about tomorrow,

all right? We fucked up, not you.

Tell the lawyers whatever you want.

See you tomorrow, Walt.

See you tomorrow.

[IN SPANISH] Andréa...

Heard back from the Minister's office.

It's a 'no.'

No press is getting access to Rebollo.

He's issuing a brief statement -

then no further comment.

This "statement"...

SALGADO: The usual.

Nothing about Hank.

I'm sorry.

But this is as far as it's going to go.

It's time for us to move on.

Right.

It's a hell of a story. Rebollo.

You earned a couple days off.

[CHUCKLES] I'm okay.

Still have some follow-ups.

This was good work, Andrea.

Heard you're running a story on the Arellanos.

With names and photos of every associate we have on file.

They think things are going back to 'normal'.

Seems like maybe we should disappoint them.

Hmm?

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

MARTA: I've been trying to reach you - I was scared...

I know. Sorry...

You're okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.

How long'll it take to set up another flight out?

Not sure it matters.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

MARTA: Amado...

AMADO: I get out, and what?

My face is everywhere...

It won't stop.

The man I burned, he won't ever stop coming for me.

You can't think like that...

I want you to go to Chile without me.

Don't wait.

No -

I'll meet you. When I can.

What are you going to do?

I have one more thing I can try...

If it works...

we'll be good.

I'm not going without you. I'm not -

Marta. Chile's set...

The house, all of it. Please. I'll meet you when it's safe.

I don't believe you...

Promise me that you'll come.

I can't do that...

But I'll do what I can.

This is our best option.

Talk soon.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

VICTOR: Fuck.

Get out of the car!

Hey! Out of the car, asshole!

Out of the car!

Get out of here!

Go on...

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

Go!

There a problem, officer?

Come closer.

What is this, man?

You really a cop?

Stop.

Unbutton your shirt.

[SCOFFS]

[IN ENGLISH] Come on, man.

[IN SPANISH] You like her?

- I don't need her... - I said take your shirt off!

Look, I have money in the car.

Take off the fucking shirt, asshole!

[CHUCKLES] Sometimes these girls...

...I don't know,

they like it rough...

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING]

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

WALT: [IN ENGLISH] Morning.

Alex, open up.

Give me the key.

Alex?

Fuck!

The kid fucking bolted.

He went back to Tijuana.

- JACK: We don't know that. - Well, we gotta get a team...

- Walt... - The kid's in danger. He went home.

Trust me. Come on, Jack.

Fuck this kid, Walt.

We don't know where he is. And maybe that's for the best.

Rebollo's toxic, man. He played us.

The fewer reminders of that staring us in the face, the better.

The Arellanos are gonna kill him. You know that.

Because of what we put him through.

"We"?

Walt, be smart about this.

The kid's immunity was a long shot.

It's time to move on.

Fuck!

TENCI: [IN SPANISH]...You slept late.

VICTOR: Mmm-hmm. Yeah. Feeling good today.

Better watch out.

- [CHUCKLES] Yeah, right. - What?

[PHONE RINGING]

- Hello? - ROGELIO: [IN SPANISH] Hey, man.

Heard about Vicente?

Three more spots got hit last night -

He won't be in for long.

How the fuck are they getting all this?

Mmm. Who knows...

He wants some shit handled. We got work tonight.

Yeah. Okay...

Pick you up at 10:00.

See you then.

Bye.

TENCI: Rogelio worried?

Things'll settle down...

Bosses come and go.

What you've been doing.

Out at the factories...

With everything going on now...

I'm done with all that.

It's over.

You don't have to worry...

- Allow me. - Oh!

You look so handsome washing dishes!

Oh, yeah?

- Should do it more often. - Mmm.

- [DOOR BUZZES] - [INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[MAN WHISTLES]

You think I don't know this was you?

This shit with Mayo -

Start thinking you're a boss now?

Isn't personal, man.

You'll always be part of Sinaloa.

Sinaloa is my organization!

Not anymore, man.

Me and Mayo run things now.

Way it has to be.

This shit doesn't work without me -

Forget where you come from?

Take care. [SIGHS]

[GROANS]

NETO: He'll get over it...

The new prison in La Mira, it's nice.

Got ocean views...

He'll be sending you a postcard soon.

Look - you should reach out to Mayo. See where he's at with new product...

'Shit with my nephew... He hasn't got long.

We'll figure something out.

[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

What's up, man?

Wanna pull up a fucking chair?

CHAPO: You're out too, Neto.

Going with Palma to La Mira.

Already packed up your cell.

[CHUCKLES]

Didn't even see it coming.

Fuck...

Gotta act like a boss to be a boss, right?

Heard that somewhere.

Guys see you whispering in my ear

who's it look like's in charge?

Sounds like you got good advice.

Don't fucking touch me.

You'll be thanking me soon.

The prison in La Mira,

it's nice. Ocean views.

I ain't sending a postcard.

Fucking pricks.

BODYGUARD: Let's go...

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[CAR ENGINES STARTING]

- VICTOR: Morning. - CASHIER: Good morning.

[UPBEAT SONG PLAYING ON RADIO]

Anything else?

A lottery ticket.

CASHIER: Sure.

[SIREN BLARING IN DISTANCE]

Damn.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

OFFICER: Hey, you can't come through here -

Tapia...

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

MAN: Thanks.

FIDEL: That you, Tapia?

Hey.

Was driving by...

Someone found a dead girl.

When our guy showed up,

wasn't one girl, was seven.

Fucker didn't even bury the last one. Just dumped her here this morning.

This morning? Today?

Yeah...

Ground under her body was still wet.

You're sure - it was this morning?

Oh.

Any idea who did this?

Few of 'em have marks...

Bites and shit... One was strangled.

Our Tech says it could be a couple of different killers,

using the same spot to dump bodies.

It's fucked up.

ANDREA: In the '90s, the bodies of murdered women

began to appear in the deserts outside Juárez.

Many of them, drawn to work in factories that sprang up along the border.

[MELANCHOLY SONG PLAYING]

They were parts of a machine.

- Feeding a globalized economy. - [COUGHING]

And they were killed because they were women.

Hundreds of them.

The femicide epidemic was ignored by authorities for years.

[FLIES BUZZING]

Until a movement led by women in Juárez

began risking their own lives to demand answers

and draw attention to the killings, which continue to this day.

[MELANCHOLY SONG CONTINUES PLAYING]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

Alex?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[PAGER BEEPS]

WALT: Jack, it's me. What's up?

JACK: Found Alex Hodoyan. Figured you'd wanna know.

Great, where is he? I'll go pick him up.

No, Walt.

Baja State cops found his body.

Hanging from an overpass.

[PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING]

The kid didn't last two hours. There's nothing you could've done.

Walt, you still there?

If you're where I think you are, you need to get your ass back up north.

ANDREA: Right. Thanks.

Hey. This your handwriting?

DEA liaison to the task force.

Embassy finally called me back...

Want me to call?

I'll do it.

STREET VENDOR: Souvenirs from Mexico!

Gifts!

[PAGER BEEPS]

Souvenirs from Mexico!

ANDREA: [IN ENGLISH] Thanks for meeting me.

Surprised you're still in Tijuana.

Just for the day.

You are the DEA liaison agent from General Rebollo's task force?

That's correct.

This is off the record.

I'll just take notes.

I won't use your name.

How long did you work with Rebollo?

I'm not here to talk about Rebollo.

You said your paper broke the story on him, right?

You hear about a dual Mexican-US citizen being held at the task force for weeks?

No lawyer?

ENEDINA: [IN SPANISH] Why didn't you tell me you were coming?

RAMÓN: Got our hands on one of the Sinaloans -

Fucker talked.

What'd he give up?

Mayo.

He's in Mazatlán. At some high-rise...

We fucking got him, Enedina.

What did Benjamín say?

Haven't told him...

Came to you first.

I'll talk to Benjamín...

Get some men, go to Mazatlán...

Kill that fucker.

ANDREA: [IN ENGLISH] The torture...

did it work?

It always works, to a point.

When did it stop?

[IN SPANISH] Your drinks.

Thanks.

WALT: [IN ENGLISH] Alex talked 'cause of his brother.

He was trying to save him.

Why'd he think cooperating would save his brother?

'Cause I told him it would.

Did the information from Hodoyan's torture lead to any arrests?

No, it did not.

Did anything come out of it?

It got him killed.

You're younger than I figured.

When he was being held without a lawyer,

when he was being tortured,

supervisors in the DEA knew?

Made it pretty clear that they didn't want to, officially.

But yeah.

They knew what was happening.

We were running out of time.

Doing this, you get lost.

You ever want something that you couldn't get?

No matter how hard you pushed?

What do you do when that happens?

I don't know.

Learn to stop wanting it.

I won't use your name.

But this could still come back on you.

Agent Breslin, why are you talking to me?

Everyone's talking about Rebollo,

but it's not that simple.

We're not the good guys.

I'm not a good guy.

["CUATRO VIDAS" PLAYING]

URGENT CARE

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

[IN SPANISH] Welcome. Follow me, please.

The doctors will be in to see you shortly.

["CUATRO VIDAS" CONTINUES PLAYING]

TENCI: Heading out?

Yeah...

Everything okay?

You been drinking?

Yeah. I have.

I was wrong.

I couldn't stop it.

I can't...

I thought one man was doing it, but it's not.

There's more...

You mean the girls? Out by the factories?

Hmm.

- [HORN HONKING] - [DOG BARKING]

I gotta go.

Victor...

ROGELIO: What's up, you ready?

Yeah.

[TYPING]

- Luis, shall we? - Good night, boss.

VICTOR: Where does this guy live?

Not much further.

LA VOZ THE MAFIA RETURNS TO TIJUANA

MAN: [ON RADIO] For the third day in a row,

negotiations continued behind closed doors...

- LUIS: Get down! - [TIRES SCREECHING]

MAN: [IN ENGLISH] Oh, shit!

ANDREA: A round fired by his men hit the curb

and struck David Barron in the left eye.

Turned out the Arellanos' legendary enforcer

wasn't indestructible after all.

The motive for the attack was obvious to anyone paying attention.

[SALGADO WHEEZING]

Over 40 journalists were murdered in Mexico in the '90s.

Assassinated for telling the truth.

[DOGS BARKING]

VICTOR: [IN SPANISH] This it?

Yeah...

[DOGS CONTINUE BARKING]

[SHUSHING]

VICTOR: What're we really doing out here, man?

ROGELIO: How long you been working for the DEA?

[SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING]

[SIGHS]

It's not what you think.

If you're gonna do it, then do it.

[DOGS BARKING]

[CAR DOOR CLOSES, ENGINE STARTS]

ANDREA: The authorities finally got an anonymous tip on Amado's location.

["UN MINUTO DE TU AMOR" PLAYING]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[IN SPANISH] It's not my fault! We tried to revive him - we tried -

He knew the risks!

ANDREA: [IN ENGLISH] On July 7th, 1997,

Amado Carillo Fuentes died in Mexico City.

His heart gave out while undergoing plastic surgery to alter his appearance.

Amado's time had run out.

["UN MINUTO DE TU AMOR" CONTINUES PLAYING]

[IN SPANISH] Welcome to Chile...

[IN ENGLISH] US officials expect a major power struggle among drug cartels

now that Mexico's number-one drug kingpin is dead.

[IN SPANISH] Carrillo Fuentes, known as the Lord of the Skies, has died.

His body was identified by authorities at a clinic in Mexico City...

ANDREA: [IN ENGLISH] When asked about Carillo Fuentes,

Carlos Hank Gonzaléz said he had no comment.

ISAAC: [IN SPANISH] He out of surgery?

ISABELLA: Who knows -

Call me if anything changes.

I'll be at the office...

ISABELLA: Andrea - what for?

He'd want this in the paper tomorrow.

[IN ENGLISH] Carlos Hank Gonzaléz died in 2001

surrounded by family and friends.

Over 2,000 people attended his funeral.

A statue of him still stands outside Mexico City.

In 1998, American law enforcement launched an investigation

tying Hank to drug cartels and money laundering.

Operation White Tiger.

When word got out,

Hank's allies on both sides of the border had the investigation shut down.

Janet Reno ended up issuing him an apology.

Sometimes the truth isn't enough.

But if you let that stop you...

I think you aren't doing your job.

["SEMI-CHARMED LIFE" PLAYING ON STEREO]

ROMEO: [IN SPANISH] Song's about meth...

The lyrics.

Crazy, right?

We should get some.

[SIREN BLARING]

Totally.

["SEMI-CHARMED LIFE" CONTINUES PLAYING]

RAMÓN: Stay cool.

Check this out...

I brought the "badge."

OFFICER 1: Turn it down.

[SONG STOPS PLAYING]

RAMÓN: Problem, officer? All good?

We're in town on, like, an investigation...

OFFICE OF THE ATTORNEY GENERAL OF MEXICO

ROMEO: Working hard, man...

Get out of the car.

Get out of the car!

Guess I'm getting out.

- Relax, bro. - Hands on the car.

I told you we're here working...

Hey, relax bro.

- Chill out... - [CAR DOOR OPENS]

Nice boots there.

OFFICER 1: Shut up. Head down...

- Fuck you, asshole! [GROANS] - [GROANS]

- OFFICER 2: Drop it, asshole! Drop it! - [GUNSHOTS]

ROMEO: Fuck you!

[WHEEZING]

ROMEO: Ramón...

[SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING]

Fuck, man...

[GUNSHOT]

[PHONE RINGING]

ENEDINA: Hello?

MAYO: [OVER PHONE] Enedina. Hey...

Heard your family's looking for me...

ENEDINA: Not for much longer...

We have nothing to discuss, Mayo.

Not sure that's true...

Your brother, Ramón...

ran into some trouble down here.

I wouldn't wait up for him...

[LINE DISCONNECTS]

[GIRL SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Hey, Enedina...

[DOOR CLATTERS]

What happened?

[SNIFFLES]

JAMES: [IN ENGLISH] Following the news on Amado?

They're doing some horseshit with the body.

Corpse IDed by the Mex Feds up and vanished.

The two surgeons who operated on him turned up dead.

In a couple of oil drums outside Jalisco.

Payback?

Who the fuck knows?

Mexico.

The war on drugs.

Are you sure the drugs are winning?

[CHUCKLES]

Yeah.

Yeah, might be.

Got your mind set on transferring?

Yeah.

Think El Paso's done with me.

So, what's your next move?

Think I'm gonna take some time, try and figure some of my own bullshit.

I have to sooner or later.

I hear Chicago can always use a good agent.

You talk to Dani lately?

I fucked that up pretty good.

Not sure she'd give me the chance to fix it.

Well, all you can do is be honest.

With her.

Yourself.

Yeah.

CHAPO: [IN SPANISH] I heard about Ramón...

How'd you do it?

Had my guys dress like cops.

Hit him on the highway.

[CHUCKLES]

Was my idea. Puerto Vallarta...

Ahead of its time.

[FOOTSTEPS]

They with you?

My guys.

[INHALES DEEPLY]

Listen, Chapo...

That piece of border we been looking for...

Think I found it...

Juárez.

Amado's gone.

Time we made a move.

Heard his brother's gonna try to hold on to it.

Don't see Vicente fitting in.

Shit's strange...

Amado. Way it went down...

He's gone, not coming back.

[SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING]

The future, it's ours. Belongs to Sinaloa.

Might be time to rethink your living arrangement.

Brother, I need you back home.

["SILENT NIGHT" PLAYING ON SPEAKERS]

WALT: [IN ENGLISH] Look, I don't know how much of this you wanna hear.

[CLEARS THROAT]

I wasn't happy with who I was.

Figured anyone that was close to me would see that too.

Sooner or later.

So I went looking for something.

Something that'd make me...

I don't know, worthy.

And the whole time, I'm just...

making shit worse and hurting more people.

Thank you.

There is no fixing it.

That's what I finally figured out.

I don't know, look, I'm sorry.

I know this is a lot to hit you with, but...

That's why we go to the meetings, man.

You get older, doesn't mean you get wiser.

You know, I got two marriages.

Daughter won't talk to me.

Some grandkids I never met.

Believe me when I tell you, man, shit isn't easy.

I mean, I've been out four years, okay?

Still trying to make... I'm still trying to make things right.

Yeah.

I know one thing.

Seventy grand never hurts.

No, it does not.

Drive here?

Yeah, truck's in the back.

I'm gonna make a call.

So go ahead and follow me.

- Meet my other guy. - Sounds good, Bobby.

- Thanks. - ...with the check.

[SIGHING]

Target's making the call.

Setting a meet.

Stand by in the parking lot.

- Sync and corrections by hadilan - www.subscene.com - Colored HI and improvements by GoldBerg_44

[SIREN BLARING]

["EL CORRIDO DE AMADO CARRILLO FUENTES" PLAYING]

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]

- Sync and corrections by hadilan - www.subscene.com - Colored HI and improvements by GoldBerg_44