Original subtitles

[dramatic music]

[upbeat mariachi music]

[crowds chattering]

[both speaking in Spanish]

You are going to be a good person.

Okay.

Here you go.

Let’s see.

With strength.

I can’t do it, Dad.

No, what do you mean you can’t do it.

Let me see.

[suspenseful music]

What the fuck do you want here? I want nothing to do with you.

Look buddy, you’re done working on these fucking filthy cars.

Hey, you need to come with us.

No sir, that’s not the example I want to give my son.

[indistinct Spanish dialogue]

Hey faggot, is that your son?

Yes.

Tell him, “Bye.”

[dramatic music]

- Papa, no!

[gunshot blasts]

Find that damn kid, damn it!

[indistinct Spanish dialogue]

Where is he?

[solemn music]

- [Efrain] The Mexican cartel captured me.

They raised me and I became what they needed.

[Efrain speaks in Spanish] Coyote.

Trading lives for survival.

Let go; let go of that kid.

Get up; we have to keep moving.

No, not my son!

We have to be at the bridge; let’s go!

He’s my son, please I can’t leave him.

Hurry up, get up.

Get up, leave him alone, let him go!

I’m not going to leave him. I can’t leave him here, please!

Please, he’s my son!

Please, he’s my son!

You want me to kill the both of you?

I love you so much!

Let’s go!

Let’s go!

Let’s go!

Son!

Daddy! [crying]

Daddy!

Daddy!

Daddy!

Daddy, no!

[solemn string music]

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

[traffic howling]

[lively music]

[punches thudding]

- [Efrain] The Mexican border taught me one thing.

Everything has a price.

They couldn't touch me,

and they went after the next best thing, my money.

They got my banker,

or that's what they thought.

I got more than one bank in town,

and they thought breaking him would make me weak.

Numbers are how I stay untouchable.

And now they just made themselves really easy to find.

[ominous music]

- Is this all I get? - Huh?

- Is this all I get?

Where the fuck is he at, man?

- Please, no.

- Get him back up.

You know who the fuck I'm talking about, bro.

Bro, don't play stupid.

Don't play fucking dumb.

We could do this all fucking night.

All fucking night.

- Listen. - Get him down.

- If you don't fucking tell me who it is,

I swear to God, bro, you gonna get fucked up right here.

It's gonna happen to you, bro.

Fucking guy.

Do you hear me, motherfucker?

- [victim] Who are you talking about, man?

- You know who the fuck I'm talking about.

I ain't fucking stupid, bro.

You know who I'm talking about.

- Listen to the fucking man when he's talking to you.

- Huh? - Listen to him.

- Fucking tell me right now where the fuck is he at?

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- You gonna tell me where he's at?

You know who the fuck I'm talking, man.

- This is my life, man.

- Look, let me tell you something.

You got one more fucking chance.

Where the fuck is your boy Efrain?

- No! I got a family, man!

No! No!

[gunshot blasts]

[solemn music]

[mysterious music]

- I didn't ask their names.

Names slow you down.

I just delivered them and moved

and they learned what would happen if they spoke it too.

Hold on, hold on.

They call me, “The American Coyote,” and you want to know why?

I run whatever American, Mexican…whatever.

You paid us, my friend.

Your family; they paid us.

We’re going to take care of you.

Your people…

Your daughter, your mom, your aunt, all the women in your life…

They are going to belong to us.

If you talk about any of this,

you will never think about anything else but this face

You understand?

Get him outta here.

[suspenseful music]

[ominous music]

[victim grunting]

- Get rid of him, I'm done.

- [Efrain] Some families couldn't pay.

That was the end of the conversation.

When the money didn't come, neither did mercy.

Debt is just another word for a death sentence.

Sometimes they didn't kill you.

Sometimes they needed you to remember.

[solemn music]

- You're late.

I’m going to pay!

[dramatic music]

- You gonna pay?

[victim groaning]

You gonna pay?

[victim groaning]

You gonna fucking pay up now, huh?

You gonna pay up? What is it?

Say you'll pay.

[victim shouting]

- [victim] I'm gonna pay.

I’m going to pay.

- See? They don't always have to die.

- You got me? - Yes!

[upbeat surf music]

- Okay, baby. I'm going to head out.

Are you sure you're going to be okay?

You know it's not too late for you to pack a bag

and go on this trip with me.

- Mom, I'm gonna be okay.

Besides, I'm not just gonna hang out in a hotel

and wait for you to finish whatever you're doing.

- It's called work.

You know that if I get this job,

we're gonna live a better life.

- I know.

- I'm going to miss you.

But Clara, if you need anything

or if anything happens you need to please, please call me.

I'm going to miss you.

- Mom, please stop treating me like I'm a kid all the time.

I'm old enough to make my own decisions

and I know how to dial 911, okay?

- I know, baby, but I still worry about you,

and I just want you to stay safe, okay?

I have to go. Anything, call me.

Okay? - I will.

[light music]

[upbeat music] [vocalist singing in Spanish]

[cellphone ringing]

Hello? Hey.

Yeah, sorry. I'm gonna have to pass.

I know, it's just, you know,

there's this guy I've been talking to.

He's gonna come visit me finally.

I know. I love you.

I'm sorry. (laughs)

Next weekend we'll go out, I promise.

All right. I have to go get ready now.

I'll talk to you later. Okay.

All right. Bye.

[light string music]

[upbeat hiphop music]

[solemn music]

[upbeat music] [vocalist singing in Spanish]

[cellphone dings]

[upbeat music] [vocalist singing in Spanish]

[dog barking distantly]

[visitor knocking on door]

- Okay.

- Excuse me, I hate to bother you this late.

My truck broke down.

I wanted to see if I could use your phone

to call a tow truck if that's all right?

- I'm just gonna grab my phone.

[dramatic music]

[Carla muffled screaming]

- No! - Shut up!

- Give me your mouth. Let me see your mouth.

[Carla sobbing]

Shh.

- Get her hands. - Hands.

[Carla muffled screaming]

[solemn music]

[suspenseful music]

Get in! Get in!

Come on! Come on!

[vehicle engine revs]

[vehicle engine roaring]

[cellphone ringing]

[dramatic string music]

- [Efrain] I'll never forget what Brujo did to my family

and how he forced me to find a new one.

I didn't choose the cartel life.

The cartel chose me.

[dramatic string music]

[victim grunting]

[kicks thudding]

- What the fuck are you doing?

- What were you doing?

[dramatic string music]

[passenger thumps on truck]

[speaking in Spanish]

[solemn music]

Hey, what the fuck are you guys doing? Take him over there!

Hurry up!

[cursing unintelligible in Spanish]

Mother fucker get up!

On your knees!

Who is your fucking boss, huh?

Hey.

Tell me asshole!

[suspenseful music]

Hurry up and tell me something, bitch!

Hey.

[speaking in Spanish]

[unintelligible Spanish]

[speaking in Spanish] Welcome to Acuna, dumbass.

[gunshots blasting]

[unintelligible Spanish] [suspenseful music]

[unintelligible Spanish]

- That one was for you.

You want a job?

- [Victim] Yeah.

- Get the fuck up.

[dramatic music]

[gentle music]

[slow country music]

- All right, Haitian.

You'll get taken care of in about, uh,

you should make it there by midnight if we step on it.

Your kids are doing good.

No problems, man.

Your people get me taken care of,

I'll get your wife over here.

If you don't, you understand what's gonna happen to her.

I got people in Haiti, Mexico, everywhere.

Same way we got you across, same way we'll get her across.

Let me ask you something.

How could you leave your wife there

and just bring your kids here, man?

- Well, the truth is,

as a father, I have to,

I have to make the toughest decisions

and the most important people

to me right now are my children.

Once I get them here safely and across,

then I can come back for my wife.

But until then, my priority is them.

I hope one day

my daughter can be a scientist

and my son,

maybe my son could be a doctor.

But first I need them here to get across safely.

Everything I do is for them.

Maybe one day,

[solemn piano music]

maybe one day they will look back at this situation

and remember the dangers that I

put them through in order

to get them home safely.

To give them a new life.

Where we are from,

the pay is no good.

It is very, very hard

to make a living.

It is very hard

to sacrifice

in order to give them what they need

to become the best that they need in life.

Where I'm from in Haiti, what we do,

we do anything for our children.

[solemn piano music]

[light relaxing music]

They killed Dad!

Please, don’t say that!

Who was it?

I don’t know!

[suspenseful music]

Open the door!

Run! Run!

I don’t want to leave you!

Open the fucking door!

[unintelligible Spanish]

[unintelligible Spanish]

[speaking in Spanish]

Please leave us alone!

[solemn music]

Where’s the kid?

Please leave us alone!

Where’s the fucking kid?

Get the fuck out of here!

[gunshot blasts]

[solemn music]

- [Efrain] That night I learned

what it really meant to survive

and what it really cost.

[solemn music]

[light string music]

- [Mechanic] We have some electric issues over here.

[captives crying softly]

- Hey, Efrain called. We need two.

- Just two? We need to make more damn money.

- Well, then we better sell these two.

- Fuck!

[captive muffled shouting]

- How long have they fucking been in there?

- Huh, not long.

[kidnapper knocks on door]

- That's a good one in there right there.

[solemn music]

[engine rumbling]

- Got another fucking order.

Fuck yeah. Come on.

Bring two more! Let's go!

Hurry the fuck up!

Hurry up! Let's go!

Gotta make us some goddamn money tonight.

All of you better make me some money.

[captives crying] [solemn music]

Shut up.

Shut up! You're gonna make me some money!

[solemn music]

Any more?

He hasn't called you no more?

All right.

[solemn music]

[car engine rumbling]

- What's up, man? - What's up, brother?

- What you got for me?

- I'm doing good. How are you?

- I'm good.

- You need two or how many do you want?

- I need two.

- You need two? - Yeah.

- Alright, well I got plenty of more

whenever you're ready for some more. Okay?

- Alright. - Alright.

We'll take care of you.

[dramatic music]

- Bacho. - Hey.

How are you? - Good. Good.

So you got some new women for me?

- [Bacho] Yes I do. How many did you want?

- Just need one. - Just one?

Okay I got your one, but I have more.

So if you want to take your pick, you let me know.

Step into that room and take your pick.

[dramatic music]

[buyer speaks in foreign language]

We'll take her.

Fresh meat.

The council will be happy with this new fresh batch, eh?

[captive crying]

Thank you. - You're welcome.

- The tribal council will be happy.

We always like fresh product.

Chief Running Wolf will be happy with your selection.

- Always good doing business with you, my friend.

You need anything else, you know who to call.

- Will do. - Okay.

[gate clanging]

- No, no, please!

I beg you! Please!

- Shh.

[solemn music]

- I guess these two are yours.

- No, no, no! - No!

- Come on. Get in there. - No!

- Get in there. - No!

- No! - Oh my God.

Ah!

[trunk bangs] [victims muffled screaming]

[metal clanging] - Let me out!

[car engine rumbling]

[Camilla knocks on door]

- [Frank] Frank Coney, come in.

- Hello, sir.

- Ms. Lopez, take a seat please.

- Thank you.

- I'm investigator Frank Coney.

This is Investigator Trotner.

- Hello. Hi. - Hello.

- How you doing? - Camilla Alvarez.

[lively Mexican music]

[car engine roaring]

[car door slams]

[solemn music]

- [Efrain] They make a living enforcing the law,

clocking in, collecting a salary,

thinking they're protecting people.

I make my living differently.

$10,000 a head.

Every move calculated,

every route perfected.

They chase shadows.

I move shadows.

They follow rules.

I write them.

They get paid to stop it.

I get paid to make it happen.

[solemn music]

- Freeze!

Stay right there. Stay right there.

I got you. You're all right.

Stand up. Behind your back.

Let's go this way.

[solemn music]

- And when they think they've caught me,

I've already set the trap.

[dramatic music]

Sorry about that, but that's my cargo.

We'll make a call.

This call is either gonna save your life or take your life.

So we'll see if today's your lucky day.

Down on the ground.

Down on the ground.

[speaks in Spanish] Looking at him right now.

Five foot 10, 200 and, uh,

how much you weigh?

- 260. - 262.

[speaks in Spanish] Yeah.

Nah, I'm by myself on this. Alright.

It's your lucky day. Gonna let you live.

All I ask is that you keep your face down.

Have we got a deal?

Do we have a deal? - Si.

- Listen to me, Wayne.

You pick your nice little head up before I'm gone,

and I'm gonna go ahead and visit your house.

I'll take this with me too.

Keep your fucking head down.

[dramatic music] Vamonos.

Go.

[bright music]

[vocalist singing in Spanish]

[motorcycle engines rumbling]

[bright music continues] [vocalist singing in Spanish]

[bright music continues] [vocalist singing in Spanish]

[suspenseful music]

[gunshots blasting]

[clubgoers screaming]

- Go, go, go!

[dramatic music]

[clubgoers screaming]

[motorcycle engines rumbling]

[mysterious music]

[kick thuds]

- Ha ha, so why did they show up? Huh?

- I don't,

I don't know what you... Is that enough for you?

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Why the cops showed up? - I don't know.

- At the club. - I don't know.

- Didn't we pay you enough? - No! No!

- Didn't we pay you enough?

Why the fuck did they show up?

I'm gonna fucking kill you.

You understand that? - I don't know.

I don't know anything. I already told you.

I don't know anything.

- You don't know?

- No, he doesn't know. - No, no, no, no, no!

No, no, no, no!

Okay, I got it. No, no.

I got it. I got it.

- This is gonna be your last chance.

Right the fuck now you tell me who the fuck

got those cops in over to the club

'cause I fucking paid you enough, didn't I?

- I don't know. - Didn't I?

Didn't I give you enough for your fucking family,

for your fucking grandma?

- I don't know anything.

[motorcycle engine revving]

[victim screaming]

No! No!

No!

[motorcycle engine roaring]

- Well, why the fuck did they show up when we were there?

- No, no, no.

[motorcycle engine roaring]

[victim screaming]

[solemn music]

[motorcycle engine roaring]

[solemn music]

[bones cracking]

- I'll talk to him, man.

Later, man.

[solemn music]

- So a little review, right? Always reviewing.

- Yeah. - This game.

- Okay. - Circles.

Stay within, within the circle.

Get to the finish. Relax.

- Okay. - Okay?

Practice swings first always.

[light upbeat music]

- [automated voice] Ready.

- Hold, hold, hold, hold, hold.

Beautiful. - So I got it?

- That's what I'm talking about right there where you're at.

Right up the middle.

How'd it feel?

- It felt fucking good.

It felt real nice. - Yeah.

That's what I'm talking about right there.

That's it. - Okay.

- That's beautiful. Let's keep doing it.

- Alright, let's do it again.

[mysterious music]

[group chattering in Spanish]

- That's how you get rid of somebody.

[group laughing]

this dude, hey?

That's what I'm talking about.

[upbeat music]

[jaunty music]

[all speaking in Spanish]

- How are the dumplings coming, Tia?

- Good. - Good.

[all speaking in Spanish]

Great, well hurry up. Is the broth almost ready?

It’s almost out.

You want some tequila, my love?

What do you think about the food?

It’s very tasty, thank you.

Your mother-in-law made your favorite.

Cheers, my love.

[visitor knocks on door]

[both speaking in Spanish]

- Come in, tell me. - Ok, I’ll go over there right now.

[both speaking in Spanish]

Well, excuse me. The food was delicious,

but I will get out for a while, okay?

Be careful, my love.

May God take care of you.

Thank you, mother-in-law.

Love you.

What do you mean...

didn’t you just finish eating. - Oh, Mom!

Don’t worry. Would you like a shot instead?

Uh, no. Thank you.

Well then, I’ll drink it for us.

Ok; go ahead and drink it.

You know I don’t drink.

I know that.

[suspenseful music]

[indistinct Spanish dialogue]

- Get your ass up. Let's go.

[suspenseful music]

- You fucking like that?

[victim coughing]

hey?

[group speaking in Spanish]

- What the fuck?

[Brujo speaks in Spanish]

you know my fucking name.

- No, motherfucker.

I don't know the fuck you are.

[Brujo speaks in Spanish]

Brujo, and you're fucking running hoes

in my fucking restaurant?

- Fuck that, it's my... [hand slaps]

[Brujo speaks in Spanish]

Take the mask off too.

[Brujo speaking in Spanish]

- [Mario] I don't know.

[Brujo speaking in Spanish]

- [Mario] This motherfucker?

[Brujo speaking in Spanish]

- [Mario] Motherfucker!

[punches thudding]

[Brujo speaking in Spanish]

[suspenseful music]

[indistinct Spanish dialogue]

Pick up your legs.

[indistinct Spanish dialogue]

[victim screaming]

[Brujo] Mario, come here.

Kill him; that fucking pig.

[gunshot blasts]

- Do we have a fucking understanding, cabron?

Huh?

Whose fucking rez is it?

[Brujo] [indistinct Spanish] Huh?

- It's your fucking rez, fuck you.

[Brujo] [indistinct Spanish]

[suspenseful music]

[gentle string music]

[vocalist singing in Spanish]

- Your asses are mine.

[upbeat music] [vocalist singing in Spanish]

- [Efrain] El Ocho, the big boss.

Rumor has it he got his nickname

after he killed eight dudes

breaking out of a Mexican prison.

Ain't nobody tested him ever since that.

Now he is the one calling the shots running the show.

Here he is giving us a coaching class,

telling me and my crew what we gotta do.

Who knows?

Maybe one day I'll be the one calling the shots.

Just don't tell him that.

- You having a good time, huh?

[solemn string music]

[child crying]

[indistinct Spanish dialogue]

[child crying]

[indistinct Spanish dialogue]

[indistinct Spanish dialogue]

[child crying]

[indistinct Spanish dialogue]

[solemn music]

[indistinct Spanish dialogue]

- [Efrain] I remember the night it all changed.

I had this dream.

A younger version of myself came

and sat with me at the park bench.

The park was beautiful, but all I could feel was dread.

I was ashamed.

Ashamed of the person that I had become.

And ashamed of what I had done to my people.

I became my own worst enemy.

It was in that moment that I finally broke.

I was no longer gonna be the same person.

I live with no regrets.

It was gonna be different from now on.

[solemn music]

[money counter whirring]

[energetic synth music]

[smooth music]

[punches thudding] [Toro grunting]

[Toro shouting]

[audience cheering] [audience applauding]

[fighter shouting]

[audience cheering]

[fighters shouting]

[audience shouting]

- Die! Die you useless piece of shit!

[audience shouting]

- [Audience] Drag him out! Drag him out!

[audience shouting]

Drag him out! Drag him out!

[audience shouting]

- Yeah!

- Come on.

- Take him down!

[audience cheering] [audience applauding]

- Hit him! Kick his ass!

[fighter screaming]

[upbeat music] [vocalist singing in Spanish]

[audience shouting] [audience cheering]

- I know you want this.

Next time I'll kick it up your fucking culo.

- Alright. It's good.

- I need to talk to him.

[crowd shouting] [crowd cheering]

Efrain, we got a problem.

- I pay you to handle these problems.

- It's about the chick that was kidnapped,

got a PI looking into it now.

She came from a fucking wealthy family.

- Oh man, that's shit.

- It's gonna complicate things.

- I pay you monthly

so that you can handle business like this.

That shit must have been over a year ago.

Why is this shit barely coming up right now?

- Apparently got some more money into it,

and they hired one of the best detectives on the board.

- What's this gonna cost to get taken care of?

- You know what my rate is.

But you know it'll get taken care of too.

- I could pay one of my guys

to take care of it for half of that.

- You could, but you know, anything happens to me,

you know what happens.

I literally know where all the bodies are buried.

- I can take care of this.

- Now the choice is, do I want to pay you for it,

or get this taken care of in house?

I'm getting tired of paying you

and you not being able to take care of these problems.

- I'll tell you what, you wanna take care of it in house?

Take care of it in house.

But if I gotta clean up that fucking mess again,

I know it's gonna be triple.

You know the heat's on you.

- The heat's always been on me.

- Yeah, but it's really on you now.

You fucked up when you kidnapped her.

- This business that we're in,

it pays very handsomely and I'm gonna get you taken care of.

Don't worry about it.

The guys will get you taken care of.

Give him back his pistol and get him outta here,

so I can enjoy these matches

and give your partner some money to go buy some clothes too.

[crowd cheering]

Gonna fuck up on me.

[fighter screaming]

[fighter groaning]

[Toro whistles]

This fucking dirty cop's gonna fuck it all up for me.

- I'll get it taken care of.

- Take care of his fucking dirty ass fucking partner too.

- I'll take care of it myself.

If you let me. - It's yours.

Now let's watch this match.

Get him, Toro.

[crowd cheering] [crowd shouting]

- Come on, Toro!

Kick his ass, Toro!

[suspenseful music]

[crowd cheering] [crowd shouting]

- That was enough blood, wasn't it?

[solemn music]

- [Efrain] A few years later everything changed.

I rose, people noticed.

But when you reach the top, that's when the noise starts.

They don't hate what I did for 'em though.

They hate that I'm the one that won,

that I took the power they thought belonged to them.

Now they want it back.

[solemn music]

[upbeat music]

- Good shot, brother. - Awesome.

- Ashley, two shots please.

Patron.

- Challenge effect. - All right.

Thank you, Ashley.

- Thanks, honey.

Let's play. - Cheers.

- Wanna play best of three for a hundred?

- A hundred?

That's not worth it. Let's play 500 a game.

- Wow. 500, huh?

- Yeah, if you're feeling lucky.

- I feel lucky. - Alright, let's go.

- Let's do it.

- Heads or tails?

- [Pool Player] Heads.

- Tails. Rack 'em.

[upbeat music]

- Don't forget to take out the trash, okay?

- Okay Dad.

[suspenseful music]

[Ashley whimpering]

- Shut up.

[suspenseful music]

[bar patrons chattering]

- Hello, what can I get you?

[both speaking faintly]

[Ashley whimpering]

[Ashley crying]

[Ashley muffled screaming]

- Get up.

Get up. Get the fuck up.

Come on.

[suspenseful music]

Shut up. Shut up right now.

[Ashley sobbing]

[suspenseful music]

- Shut up. Shut up right now.

[Ashley sobbing]

- Yeah, excuse me. - Oh.

- Excuse me. - Yes sir?

- I need to speak with El Capo.

- Who's El Capo? - Your boss.

Bring him to me.

- What do you want with him? - Get me your boss, you bitch.

- Excuse me?

- Get the boss.

- You don't talk to me like that, asshole.

- Just bring him here.

- Rick, this asshole here wants to talk to you.

Do you know this guy?

- What's going on, man?

What can I do for you?

- You and I, we need to talk business.

- Business? Who are you?

- Who I am is not important.

Who I have is.

- Is that right?

All right, let's talk.

Let's go.

Hey Connie, I'll be in the back.

- [Connie] Okay.

- [Rick] What do you need?

- What I need?

I need you to call Efrain and tell him to get down here.

- I don't need to call Efrain.

What you want with Efrain?

- You need to call Efrain and tell him it's an emergency.

He needs to come here now.

- What you got?

- I'll show you what I got.

[suspenseful music]

This is what I got.

- Ashley? You got my daughter?

What the fuck? - Yeah, yeah.

Look, she's fine for now,

but there's only 30 minutes of air in the freezer.

You need Efrain down here now,

and your daughter will be fine.

[Ashley sobbing]

[gunshot blasts]

- I've got to go.

Buy yourself a drink in hell.

[solemn music]

[gunshot blasts]

- Hey man, what the fuck?

She's a female.

We don't do business like that.

- No loose ends.

[gunshot blasts]

[suspenseful music]

[customers chattering] [upbeat music]

[razor buzzing]

[upbeat music continues]

[weapons cocking]

[group chattering]

[lively music]

[lively music continues]

- Hello.

[both speaking in Spanish]

- So how's business going?

- [speaks in Spanish] Business is booming.

- Yeah?

- We had a couple stragglers. [speaks in Spanish]

They already know who they are messing with and how things go.

But we got some new routes.

Things are looking good.

Of course, we always gotta be watching here and there,

but it's gonna be okay.

- Good, good.

I wanna expand more into Tijuana and Rosarito.

There's a lot of people getting moved over there,

and I wanna be in that direction, moving apart.

I know it's gonna stretch our people thin,

but expansion's the name of the game. [speaks in Spanish]

I have a fucking problem right now.

I got a detective that's looking into something

that's a couple years old.

Chingon told me he is gonna handle it.

We need to prepare our people that

are going to be moving over there for us.

If we are going over there, we need to be

prepared, ready

and I want all of them trained here on the compound.

I want 10 percent.

No, you know what?

20% tax on everybody coming in from Laredo.

From Laredo all the way to New Mexico.

Let's lock everybody in for that 20% tax,

and that's gonna help us expand.

That's gonna help us pay for new arms,

and we gotta be prepared.

I'm meeting this fucking Chino in a week.

And I want to know that I got Califas locked down.

That my men are already stationed from Tijuana

all the way to Nuevo Laredo

and that we have this locked down

and that this is our fucking border.

Nobody's gonna fucking take anything

or move anything across this border without paying us.

No. You already know, boss. That is what I was saying.

I’ll take care of it.

You ask, I’ll make it happen.

I mean, these people that are coming, the Chinese,

them too... fuck them!

- We're gonna take care of it.

All the taxing the people.

Don’t you worry.

That, I’ll take care of myself. You already know.

What do you want? I’ll take care of it.

Okay? Period.

I’m going to call these young men

to get the horses ready.

We drink a little bit and get ready to party.

How does that sound to you?

[lively music]

We drink... we ride.

Let’s see what we find and we’ll see what is out there.

Thanks.

For you, boss, cheers!

Some of that.

[lively music continues]

[lively music continues]

[horse snorts]

[haunting choral music]

- [Efrain] That God forgives all.

Well, I hope he forgives me for what I had to do.

I was just trying to stay alive.

I had nowhere to go and I just pushed my way to the top.

I prayed every chance I could

and I hoped God would save me.

For my actions,

I knew I'd have to account for them one day.

[haunting choral music]

[gunshot blasts]

[sirens wailing]

[Bianca] We interrupt this program

Good evening, Mexico, I’m Bianca Castroneves.

Today, I want to give big news.

One of the most wanted men of the region

today known as the American Coyote

this man has been one of the most dangerous in the

in the cartel world and criminal underworld.

This man as of today is now deceased.

We can rest now.

Thank you very much, Bianca Castroneves.

♪ In the quiet of the night ♪

♪ my heart starts to break ♪

♪ a vacant hope ♪

♪ echo in every step I take ♪

♪ little girls are laughter ♪

- [Camilla] Where are you?

♪ Yet the world won't hear ♪

- I just need to know you're safe.

I just need to know you're safe. [sobs]

♪ Your shoes by the door ♪

- [sobs] I miss you, baby.

♪ Untouched and alone ♪

♪ every shadow whispers ♪

[Camilla sobbing]

♪ I can't face this alone ♪

♪ oh, where are you my love ♪

- I know you're safe. I know.

My heart tells me that you're safe

and you're gonna come back home. [sobs]

you will come back home. [sobs]

I cannot live without you. I can't.

♪ But the sky feels so gray ♪

[Camilla sobbing]

♪ I cling to each moment ♪

♪ in hopes you're okay ♪

♪ I wish I could hold you ♪

♪ just one last embrace ♪

♪ someone took you from me ♪

♪ turned our lives into waste ♪

♪ I spread these words out ♪

♪ my heart on display ♪

♪ every corner we walk ♪

♪ I retrace every way ♪

♪ oh, where are you my love ♪

[solemn music]

♪ In the shadows where the wild winds blow ♪

♪ lies a tale of sorrow ♪

♪ a truth we don't know ♪

♪ underneath the neon lights we dance for the price ♪

♪ in the heart of the alley it's cold as ice ♪

♪ they whisper of freedom but chains hold us tight ♪

♪ drowning in darkness, no end in sight ♪

♪ oh, the Americano ♪

♪ howling for blood ♪

♪ leading the lost through the mud and the flood ♪

♪ wrapped in the silence of a heart that won't heal ♪

♪ Fighting for freedom ♪

♪ But chained to the wheel ♪

♪ Torn from our dreams ♪