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Isa says I should have an exhibit in Europe, Mom.

In Barcelona or Seville.

To be honest, I'd prefer Paris,

but Isa says I speak terrible French.

She's organizing an exhibit for me in Boston.

That's why I can't stay very long.

Are you okay?

It's time to settle down, Lalo

That's what I'm doing, Mom.

Your life is here in Mexico, with Susana and me.

Not in Sevilla, living like an artist,

with a girl you only met six months ago.

It's time you started following in your father's footsteps.

There's an election year coming up, can you believe it?

You could be a senator.

Your dad's friends would be delighted

-to have you. -Seriously, Mom?

Is that why you asked me to come?

-The party needs new blood. -No! Look, Mom.

In this country, there are two kinds of politicians.

Corrupt ones and dead ones.

You want me to take a bullet to the head too?

No.

That's exactly what I want to avoid.

What do yo mean?

Please, listen to me, Lalo, I beg you.

I'm going back to Boston.

I told you this was a waste of time.

Lalo.

Who the hell are you?

An innocent man.

A good man, and you killed him, asshole!

If you're gonna make a fuss every time we bump someone off...

He had a five-year-old girl!

What? I grew up without a dad. What's the big deal?

I'm not talking to you, you fucking nutjob.

You promised me nothing would happen to them if I helped you.

And you believed me?

You wanted to believe me.

It's time to grow up, Lalito,

To see things as they are, not as you want to see them.

Thanks for the fucking lesson!

Don't touch me, asshole!

Okay, that's enough.

Someone might know about our relationship.

Who?

We're working on it.

What the hell does that mean?

It means you have to pay attention.

You have to be careful about who you trust.

Do you know why Enano died?

Because his lips got a little loose after a couple of tequilas.

I know he talked about us.

Maybe even about us.

What do you want me to do?

You do you.

Smile, give interviews.

You know.

But keep your eyes wide open.

Cheer up.

THE CANDIDATE

Babe, where are the cufflinks you got me?

They must be in the drawer, with your watch.

Thanks.

You're welcome. See you tonight.

Okay, bye.

It's me.

We have to do it again.

Same protocol as last time.

Don't tell anyone.

Let me know when you're ready.

Isabel. Hey.

I called your name, like, three times. What are you listening to?

Juan Gabriel. Goes great with studying Mexican art.

Okay, you might be living your cover a little too seriously.

You wanna take a break?

Bike down Reforma?

I'd love to, but I...

-I really have to get this done. -Okay.

Plight of a first tour officer.

What do you think about next weekend, getting out of town for a few days?

Eli just raved about Valle de Bravo.

So, there's hiking, mountain biking.

Yeah, that sounds great. Let's do that.

She also said it's a pretty popular spot for chilangos to get married.

Maybe we could, I don't know, check out some venues while we're there?

You wanna get married in Mexico?

Sure, why not?

Yeah, sure.

It's definitely something we could do.

I'm so sorry, can we talk about this later?

I just... I really have to get this done.

I have an early meeting tomorrow morning.

Yeah, of course. Talk later.

Sorry.

-I love you. -I love you, too.

We have to do it again.

Same protocol as last time.

Don't tell anyone.

Let me know when you're ready.

Don't tell anyone.

Let me know when you're ready.

Recorded yesterday.

I checked his cell phone log, no record of the call.

He's using a burner.

-Promising. -Promising?

He could be talking to Bautista.

This is the only lead we have that supports your theory.

Yeah, well, I'd be a little more whoo-whoo about it

if your fucking fiancé wasn't trying to have me put in jail.

Yeah, sure.

Blame Boyd for the fake asset you created.

No, actually, I'm blaming you.

If you'd sent him home when I told you to...

Fuck off.

...we wouldn't be in this fucking situation.

You put us in this situation, Wayne.

You did.

Not me. Not Boyd.

When are you next talking to Lalo?

We have a "Breaking Walls" meeting tomorrow morning.

Okay. If he's still waiting for the callback,

he'll have the burner on him, so...

On his person, you think?

Yeah.

Like, in his pocket, or his briefcase, or up his ass,

wherever the fuck it is, you're gonna have to find it.

Thanks for the operational support.

Where are you going?

To do something I should've done a long time ago.

Ominous.

I'm telling you, if I hadn't had the sun in my eyes,

I would've got it in.

I think your memory is failing you, Julio.

You barely made par.

Well, at least I made par.

This guy got 36, without a single hole-in-one.

What's wrong, Eduardo? When are you coming to the club?

Leave him alone.

He has to play with his father-in-law.

Julio, Mexico's Batman doesn't have time to play golf.

He's too busy hunting down delinquency.

Have you seen this? "Top boss!"

That's great!

Frankly, I don't understand why in the press and everywhere else,

the only thing they talk about is violence and drug trafficking.

Is nothing else going on?

That's a really good question.

What else could the press possibly cover?

The economy, for example.

Only then they might have to mention

the billions of dollars from drug trafficking

that freely flow through the country, right?

But then that would mean even more violence.

I don't know, foreign politics,

the war in Syria.

Until you realize we've had more than 200,000 deaths since 2006, right?

No, I mean, it's obvious, isn't it?

This fucking country is at war.

No, I know, maybe it's...

Maybe it's difficult for you to be hearing all of this.

You come and go, from one gated community to another.

-Lalo. -What?

Better they should worry about their handicap,

or what to wear to their niece's wedding next week.

I don't know, maybe what I'm trying to say is...

The media cover violence

because, in this fucking country,

it's the only fucking thing going on.

Excuse me.

I'm going to see what's holding up the service.

Yes, Mom.

Now!

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

Yo, Gemela.

Son of a fucking bitch.

La Federación.

I'm ready to meet them.

If you're gonna sell my liver on the black market,

I should warn you, that it will not be in the best of shape.

We'll sell it cheap, then.

No. Just a second.

Just a second!

Don't be a pussy. Jesus.

The shadow of violence still hangs over Mexico City.

This evening...

I'm sorry, ma'am.

No, Ofe, stay, please.

-There's no problem! -No, I'm going. Good night.

What's up with you, huh?

Her room is so small. Why is it a problem if she watches...

Just stop it! I'm not talking about Ofelia.

What are you talking about?

Three days ago, you were great.

But since the operation, you've been unrecognizable.

Everything I said today is true.

Please.

You don't believe that.

Weren't you the first to say, "We're going to win this war"?

You're the only positive one in all of this.

I was the only one.

Also, the hypocrisy of you lecturing my family

on the difficulties of those in need

when you live like this.

You're right.

I'm sorry. I really am.

I know you're reserved.

I knew before we got married, and, until now, I've respected it.

But now I need you to talk to me.

Eduardo...

I need to know what's going on.

Tell me what's going on.

I need to sleep.

Tomorrow I'll call your parents to apologize.

Wake up, come on!

Where am I?

It's...

What is...

What do you want, güero?

Oh, fuck.

I want to push Rafael Bautista's eyes

so far into the back of his head

they come out his fucking mouth.

Well, get in line, asshole.

But why would I want to talk to you?

Why shouldn't I just shoot you now?

I'm sure you've been looking for Bautista.

Ever since El Zócalo.

So, what I'm here to ask of you tonight, is when you do find him,

let me have the pleasure of taking that motherfucker out.

Why you?

Well, Bautista and his sicarios,

they're not gonna go easy.

The best case for you

is a gun battle on the streets of la capital.

And if you survive that,

you are gonna have a major public shitshow

on your hands.

And the DEA and la Marina,

they're gonna stop pointing their guns at the Guerrero Cartel

and they're gonna start pointing them at you.

If you let me do it,

no blowback.

You know, there's someone we think is close to Bautista, in Tepito.

But La Gemela is protecting her.

La Gemela wants Bautista dead as much as we do.

You obviously haven't realized that bitch is playing on both sides.

La Gemela likes her.

That's clouding her vision, you know?

Who is this girl?

Her name is Eva Ledesma.

Eva!

Eva Ledesma.

Principal's office.

Dayana.

Excuse me.

Sit down, Eva.

What's going on? Did I do something wrong?

I don't know. That depends.

Tell me about Rafael Bautista.

Who are you?

Agustín Romero, Navy.

Are you a sailor?

An admiral.

So where's your little hat?

We know you're Bautista's spiritual counsel.

I'm sure he pays you well.

We're going to get him

and we won't protect you if you don't help us.

I don't need your protection.

The White Lady protects me,

the police protect me, as well as La Gemela and her gang.

They all pray at my altar.

If you don't cooperate,

I'm report your dad for child exploitation.

He'll share a cell with 12 other assholes,

having to watch his back so he doesn't get raped in the showers.

Or, who knows?

One of these days, your little show will work, and you'll end up an orphan.

Fuck you.

You have two days, Eva.

Then I'm going after your dad.

That's her emergency message to Bautista.

I'm from Naucalpan, I grew up in Naucalpan, and

the class war is a bit more direct there.

That's what's being expressed.

It's an homage, you know?

My work is an homage to the great artists.

The Breakaway Generation.

Aceves Navarro, Soriano, Rojo, Felguérez.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Are you sure?

You weren't even listening to me.

No, yes.

Yes. It's...

Do you want a coffee?

Or we could go somewhere to talk?

Did you come by car?

Where's my coffee?

The idea is you bring it to me, not that I come down.

What a drag.

Your fridge is a tragedy.

Who the fuck buys vegan cheese?

Hi.

Sit down.

Come on, dear.

Someone was leaking information.

I need to know who it is.

Well, obviously not me.

Who knows? Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't.

Perhaps it's someone from your team,

and you haven't noticed.

That's why the Diplomat is going to check everything in detail.

Good luck.

Are you really not telling me where we're going?

We're going somewhere we can talk without being interrupted.

It's not far.

Here, the PIN.

Turn around. Put your hands here.

Turn around, put your hands here.

Let's go.

Is this your family's ranch?

I hope so.

If my mom hasn't sold it yet.

How long has it been since you were here?

A long time.

I wanted to bring you, remember?

We finally made it.

Let's see.

Now we just have to figure out how to get in.

Let's see.

Can someone shut that bitch up?

It's a male, man. It just wants to come in.

Then let him in.

No, I'll do it.

Here, boy.

Fuck.

You're a real asshole.

My sister fell out of this tree twice.

Both times she broke the same arm.

How is Susana, by the way?

In Europe, I think.

We haven't spoken in quite a while.

Not with anyone in my family, actually.

Why not?

Come here. I want you to see something.

This way.

I can't believe it's still here.

When my parents fought, Ofelia would send me to pick blackberries,

so I wouldn't hear them fighting.

Did you bring me here to talk about blackberries?

Among other things.

They're amazing.

Great, because they might be all there is to eat.

You're late again.

Sorry, the bus was really slow and there was a lot of traffic.

Where's Jorge?

He went to run some errands.

Come in.

Hey, I've got to go. Sorry.

Pamela. If you're not going to take this job seriously...

It's my mom. She fell, she's alone.

Pamela!

Hello, Isa. It's Pamela. Where are you?

Maybe I'm imagining things,

but when I went to take Schnitzel out, I didn't hear him bark,

and he always barks.

Natalia was really weird and...

I pretended my mom called and left.

I think Natalia believed me.

I'm gonna drop off the dogs and go to a restaurant.

Please call me when you get this, okay?

I'm really worried.

I wish you were here.

Sorry I couldn't get you anything else to eat.

Anything else?

You didn't make anything to start with.

I just thought there'd be more food in the cupboard,

but obviously my mom hasn't been here in a while.

No, it's okay.

After the last time you made me something to eat...

Don't you dare complain about my orange chicken.

Made with Sunny Delight.

You ate it all, didn't you?

The things we do for love.

I'll get more wine.

Aren't you going to answer?

Who was it?

This is where everything went to shit.

And now it's a fucking mess.

All I do is lie, Isa.

I lie to everyone.

I even lie to Verónica.

I sometimes hide things from Boyd,

and I don't know why.

No, you don't understand at all!

My whole fucking life is a lie.

So tell me the truth.

Call.

Who?

There's only one number.

You've reached Dr. Barrera's office.

If you know the extension, enter it now.

If not, we'll call you back.

Your doctor?

I secretly inject myself with testosterone.

It leaves you sterile.

I can't bring a kid...

into this.

But Vero wants to.

You're gonna think I'm a loser.

God, no. No. No.

Honestly...

I thought you were going to tell me something much worse.

Talk to her.

I know you.

I know you can fix it.

I hope so.

Thanks, Isa.

One person stay with her, the rest, stay back.

We'll monitor from here.

I want your eyes wide open.

She might not be trained well,

but our target is.

She's moving again. Ready?

Did you see that?

What?

The owl.

What? What owl?

Fuck this. Let's go! Get out of here!

Where's that asshole going?

The suspects are going towards Cádiz.

Intercept.

Come on, gun it.

I told you, asshole!

Sons of bitches!

Hands up!

Get your hands up!

Let's go.

Two targets down. Two targets down.

Is it him?

Do they have him?

There's nothing.

Motherfucker.

Shit!

Shit!

-Shit! -Wayne!

Fuck.

Rafa!

Fuck! Fuck.

You're an idiot.

You know very well if a CIA agent shoots a Mexican

even a fucking narco,

it'll cause an international shitstorm.

Which is why I'm glad you didn't bring a gun.

Congratulations, Díaz.

You just shot at Rafael Bautista.

See you later, asshole.

I'm sorry.

Wayne.

Man, we won today.

You can drop me off here.

Right here.

I feel like we just skipped class.

Yeah.

Thanks, Isa.

Don't mention it.

Bye.

Call me when you get this, okay?

I'm really worried.

Hi, it's me again. I've spent the whole day here.

Maybe I exaggerated.

I'm going to see Moni at the hospital.

It'll be good to see her.

Sorry if I went a bit crazy.

Wayne Addison, Cultural Affairs.

It's me. There's a situation.

We shouldn't talk on this line.

The puppy's in danger.

I think. Just, please, check the cameras

at around 11:00 a.m. when she was at the house.

I'll call you back.

Hey, Carol.

Can you pull up all the surveillance for the narco banker,

starting at 11:00 a.m. today?

What is this?

The audio files from the dog collar.

The transmitter.

Why do we have files from today?

We took out that bug days ago.

I don't know.

The last one's from about six hours...

Just play it. Play the end.

We didn't switch the dog collars.

You're the TIO,

-and you didn't fucking check! -I've been really backed up lately.

Fuck!

We have the wrong collar.

They found the bug.

What? Oh, my God.

I'm on my way to the hospital. She told me she was gonna be there.

Fuck, I'm calling her, but she's not answering.

Okay, I'll meet you there.

-There's a Glock in your car. -What?

Yeah, it's in the left speaker.

Pry tool in the glove compartment.

Okay.

Shit.

Are you okay?

I was on the metro.

How close are you to the hospital?

Close. I'm almost at the footbridge.

Okay. Go straight to the hospital, understand?

Is everything okay?

Yes, everything's fine.

I just need you to do what I tell you, okay?

-Okay. -See you there.

Okay.

Shit.

Pamela!

Pamela!

Shit, no!

Shit!

Pamela?

It's okay.

We're going to keep you alive.

It's gonna be okay.

Shit!

Help!

Shit!

Help!

Shit, no.

Pamela!

Pamela!

Fuck! Fuck.

Isa. Oh, shit.

She was so close!

She was right there.

She was...

She was almost there. She...

Okay, we're gonna have to go now.

What? I can't leave her.

There's nothing you can do.

Nothing, okay?

Come on.

Come on, let's go.

We can't just leave her.

Ofe.

Lalito.

Can I sit with you for a bit?

Of course.

Who the hell are you?

Rafael Bautista.

Your mom already told you what you have to do.

What are you talking about?

You're going to run for office. And you're gonna win!

Get out of my house!

Go to the kitchen.

Enano!

I've learned that when daughters disobey,

they must be made to face the consequences.

Boys must be dealt with equally,

or even more seriously.

We're going to stain your hands with blood.

No!

I won't kill her!

No, I'm not telling you to kill anybody.

You're just going to shoot her.

-What? No! -Lalo.

If you don't do it, they'll kill us all.

No, wait!

I'll run for the senate, okay? Whatever you want!

Whatever you say.

And tomorrow you're on a plane back to Boston? No!

I'm going to make sure you do this the right way.

Do it, son.

Don't fear suffering, Lalo.

-No! -It's okay.

It's okay.

Do it.

Son.

Do it.

Do it!

Good job.

Now let's go for the presidency.

I have an idea.

We're going to break free from this, you'll see.