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Alexis?

You OK?

Are the kids OK?

Yeah.

They're fine.

They're fine.

That was so real.

We were in Hawaii.

And I could hear the
kids yelling, like, far away,

and I could see their
footprints in the sand.

I followed them.

But I couldn't go in the
water, it was like it was glass.

I'm hitting the water but it's
like a window at an aquarium.

I can see the kids looking
at me, and I'm just...

It's just a dream.

- It's not real.
- No, David.

It was so real.

- I have to clean the kitchen.
- What? Now?

Yes. Favi's coming. She judges.

Dude, fuck Favi.

- Don't curse my sister.
- Sorry.

Daddy, my tooth is wiggly.

Is it ready to come out?

Yeah, here. Let me
see in. Let me see.

- You're gonna pull it out.
- No, I won't. I just wanna see it, OK?

Open your mouth.

Go, "ah". Open.

- This one right?
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, wow.

It is loose.

- Does it hurt you?
- Mm-hmm.

OK.

Daddy!

Hey, look, if you swallow it, you can't
get no money from the Tooth Fairy.

- Can I have ten dollars?
- What? For a tooth?

Christ, I thank you for this
bounty, and your blessings.

I will serve as an instrument
of your will this day.

Please send your guardian angels
to watch over my wife and children,

her mom, Janet, and
sister, Faviola, and Jazmin.

Almighty God, who lives and
rules the world without end, amen.

Amen.

OK, the big date, what happened?

So, he takes me to this
really nice steak place.

Is this the dude on Tinder?
Did he super-like you?

I am on Tinder, David, because not
everyone won the marriage lottery.

I can't believe
you're on Tinder.

- Alexis.
- David, stop.

What's up, sis?

Ah.

All this food for
Jazmin's quince?

David, stop eating.

What? I'm hungry,
and it smells good.

Oh, my God, you are so pretty.
Hey, can I do her makeup?

No, we have someone.

You wanna help us? We
have to start shredding the pork.

Mommy, my eyes burn.

Baby, fix the alarm.

It's doing what it does. We got
smoke here. Open up a window.

Take the battery out.

Chill with the chillies
for one second.

- I gotta go.
- Take Dillon to his game.

- I can't, I'm late.
- I'll take him. I'll take Dillon, OK?

- I have to go to the store anyway.
- Thank you, Favi.

- We have to get your dress.
- When do you get the dress?

- I'm gonna pay for the dress.
- No, seriously.

I'm gonna cover the dress.

Jazmin, can you help me
cut the tomatoes, please?

- Take care of your brother, OK?
- OK.

- Bye, Dad.
- Love you.

- What the fuck are you doing here, man?
- I own the fucking place.

You were supposed
to open up an hour ago.

Nobody fucking comes in anyway.

Don't be fucking partying here
with your ghetto-ass friends.

I wasn't. We were
just kicking back.

Get the fuck out of here.
Come on. Come on. Hurry. Hurry.

Ay, the homie liked you
though. He said he'll call you.

Lupe, this is a business. You've
heard that word before, right?

Alexis getting all up
in your shit again?

Don't fucking take that
shit out on me. Fuck, man.

- Really?
- I need this shit, man.

- What's up, Lupe? Give me a hug.
- Fuck you. I'm not hugging you. Shit.

Lupe keeps us grounded, huh?

- Dude, lay off, man.
- You good?

Why the fuck is the cash
register still unlocked, Lupe?

What? I took a couple
twenties. I'll get you back payday.

We need a fucking HR department.

I'm your little cousin.
You can't fire me.

You Victor, from Big Lomas?

I'm Victor.

What happened to your keyholder?

- What's his name?
- Prieto.

Cops killed him last night.

Oh, sorry about that.

I'm David.

This is Creeper.

You heard of me?

What have you heard, Victor?

I heard you're the Devil.

I might be.

Why don't you come over here
and look me in the eyes, Victor?

- I'm sorry.
- Why? Nothing's happened.

- I don't know. I just...
- You just what?

You're OK. Calm down.

Do you bring what you
were asked to bring? Yeah?

Go get it.

- How much is it?
- Sixty-three somethin'.

And they're gonna
know where it's from?

They know.

How many cats in your cliqua?

Like, 50 solid heads.

- And you're the keyholder now?
- Yes, sir.

I'm the shot caller.

Don't ever come here again.

I'll come to you.

Every gang in LA has
to pay their fucking taxes.

We get 30 percent of
everything you make.

Where's the fucking money?

Forty, sir.

Take it outside.

Don't think you can shuck
and jive the big homies,

and hold money back.

You can't.

They're fucking psychic.

Ain't shit on the streets
happening they don't know about.

They got the whole world wired.

All the dope you sell,
the women you sell,

the paisas you make pay rent,

every movida,

every money lick,

every little, tiny fransa,

the big homies...

get their cut.

And the Wizard is the
king, no matter what.

Do not test that.

I've seen motherfuckers
skinned alive.

Dipped in acid.

Arms and legs chainsawed off,

rolling around like a seal
pup crying for mamma.

If your stack's
short, go rob a bank.

Rob your own mother.

Sell your sister's pussy.

There's no excuses.

Sorry about your shoe.

When you're with us, nobody,

and I mean nobody,
will fuck with you.

Keep your head down.

How many times have
you given that speech?

Too many. I'll watch his
dumb ass get killed too.

I'll say the same
shit to the next guy.

You eat? Now,
check out the cooler.

I got cashews,
chicken thighs, cheese,

broccoli and mackerel,
fucking everything.

What the fuck is this
shit? I don't want this shit.

It's my ketogenic meals. I
dropped ten pounds already.

- Why don't you get a burrito?
- 'Cause I'm on a mission.

- Just know this, fool, OK?
- What's up?

- Human body...
- Yeah.

It's a machine. Science.
Machine needs fuel.

Show me the pictures
of the bitch you smashed.

I saw the celly from
Diamond Bar. Lucy.

She has a twin sister.

- Hilda from El Monte.
- Ooh.

Keep going. Veronica.

Why is she dressed
like a security guard?

'Cause she's a security
guard, with big-ass titties.

Look how the fucking vest wraps
around them. Know what I'm saying?

- Here she is with a carrot in her ass.
- No! No!

Ah, come on, fool! I Oh, shit.

- You need Jesus, homie.
- I need more carrots, dawg.

- Tía!
- Buenos días.

Hey, Tio.

What's up, prima, how you doing?

- Good. How are you?
- Good to see you.

- I was just in Rosarito.
- Yeah?

Yeah. We missed you.

Hey, the new keyholder from Big
Lomas came through this morning.

Victor. The dude
was nervous as fuck.

Marisol. Victor, from Big Lomas.

He's good. They called.

He checks out.

Of course he's nervous
as fuck. Look at you guys.

You look like a couple
of fucking monsters.

That little dude is used to
dealing with little homies.

Now he's talking to
the fucking power.

- Just being cautious, Tio.
- Yeah?

I'll be cautious, OK? You
just do your fucking job.

Come on, Tio.

Cops blasted the other
dude I was fucking with.

Quiet, they're listening.
How's the count?

Keep it tight.

Pay attention.

Big Lomas has to keep
up, or they'll green light 'em.

Don't forget you
work for Wizard.

It's under control.

I heard a prison rumor.

What prison rumor?

Another three dead.

Wizard hit the cartel.

Hey, for Jazmin's
quince, take this, hey?

- For the food.
- Alexis's mom's all over it.

- They've been cooking all day.
- Take it for the beer.

- Fine, the beer.
- Come here. Give me a hug.

Hey, I love you,
all right? Be careful.

I love you, Tio.

- See you at the party.
- See you at the party.

How come I didn't get
an invite to the quince?

- You can come through.
- That's not an invitation.

That's you saying come
through 'cause I asked you.

A real invitation is a nice card

- with lace edges and shit.
- Don't come through then.

I wanna come through
and support your family.

Alexis gets uncomfortable
around me, so I stay away.

If you got beef with Alexis,
go have a coffee with her.

- You got her number.
- Coffee. I'll call her up.

You wanted a printed invitation?

- Yes.
- They're, like, 20 bucks each.

Thought it be a nice
souvenir. Jazmin's a nice girl.

Yo, how is it that you
don't have no kids, huh?

Condoms, IUDs, birth
control pills, morning after pills.

Plan A, Plan B, Plan C.
There's a lot of options.

You're going to hell.

I'm at peace with that. I'm
not gonna argue about Jesus.

You ever meditate?

- Nah.
- No?

Nah, I don't fuck with that.

That shit's satanic.

OK. So, some people
say yoga's satanic.

Some people. They do.

- I'm doing that mindfulness shit.
- What the fuck is that?

- So, first thing in the morning...
- Yeah?

Clear my head of noise. Boom.

Focus on my breathing.

Observe my thoughts.

Then I lean into my day.

Are we killing anybody today?
I got fucking nice shoes on.

Grumpy.

Go over there. Mind
if I smoke in here?

- You can smoke.
- Cool. Thanks.

There.

That's cool. Nice clean lines.

You mind if I do that? It's
always been a dream of mine.

Grumpy.

You got what we came for?

Bag.

Looks good.

Creeper, stop.

Hm.

How was the funeral?

You know, kind of sad.

His family. His old lady
and kids and shit all there.

Sorry about your boy, homie.

I am. Dude had a family
but he also knew the reglas.

He made his decision.
We made ours.

I'm gonna take that
green light off of you, OK?

You show your face.

You'll walk the block and
conduct your business in safety.

Thank you.

Motherfucker got himself
killed, and had four fucking kids.

Why would you fuck with that?

You got the money.
Pay the fucking money!

It's greed. These guys
are fucking criminals.

It's in their nature to cheat
the system. It's nothing new.

- Can happen to us.
- No.

A short count, or we end up
on the wrong side of the politics.

- We'll get smoked.
- Hey.

You're connected as fuck.
No one's touching you, never.

Hey, homie, that
shit smells like ass.

This is fish. It's
gonna have an odor.

- Like summertime, dead-body nasty.
- I'm not gonna apologize for it.

You're too sensitive. I got
more energy on this diet.

You want this last piece?

No. Throw that shit
out the fucking window.

Hey, what's up, big dog?
It's been a minute. You good?

OK, let me get into it.

And don't trip. I got you.

Side mission, dawg.

What's up, homes?

Wake up.

He fucked the homie's lady.

The vato dropped all his
cash on an engagement ring,

and then finds this puto's
number in her fucking phone,

sexting the fuck out of her.

Come on.

I just wanna squash
this before shit pops off.

- What do you want me to do?
- Cut him loose, and clean him up.

You guys can't do this shit.

This ain't Vietnam, homie.

We got business with the Bloods.

The homeboy needs to check his
lady, not the motherfuckers piping her.

OK?

All right, David.

My bad.

Get the motherfucker in here.

Hey, Pete!

Beat this motherfucker.

Motherfucker.

Look, they got the homie.

What the fuck, man?

Go get my shit.

God damn.

Man, hold up. Chill with it.

Blood, hold the fuck up, blood.

- What the fuck, man?
- No disrespect.

It wasn't business,
and it wasn't racial.

Just some young
guns tripping personal.

I checked those responsible,
and got your boy before it got crazy.

I'ma keep it G with you, David.

Now I know you got your chess
pieces. And for sure I got mine.

But I want all this
shit to die today.

I wanna walk away clean.

Focus on the business.
You know what I'm saying?

You're a candle in the darkness.

Keep that shit real.

You didn't have to do that.

Yeah, I did.

Bone helped me solve some
problems back in the day.

Sixty, right?

There you go. It's all there.

Show it to me.

Yeah.

Been kind of slow
right now, you know?

A lot of college
kids out of town.

Got that hook-up on that
good molly if you need it.

Got two homies out
of San Francisco.

They slinging that left and right to
all those Silicon Valley motherfuckers.

Everybody wants, like, acid
and LSD. It's crazy out there.

They micro dose now. They
take these small doses every day.

It's supposed to make them
more creative or some shit.

I took acid every day for a month
straight but big fucking doses.

Big. Made me feel
like I was metal, wire,

fucking alien shit
flying all over the place.

- Damn, homie.
- Made me feel fucking weird.

Hey.

I don't wanna break it up, but if you
know a good chemist, let me know.

Adderall too, you know?

It's like popcorn to these college
kids. Trust me when I tell you.

I'll ask around.

The paisas, man, they're giving
us great competition, you know?

They don't pay no taxes,
so their prices are better.

You can't make no money 'cause
the border brothers got better prices?

Whoa. Hey. Whoa, whoa.

I understand.

Yellow is one of
my favorite colors.

Forty-five minutes.
Where on earth is David?

Hey, you good?

The dress isn't happening today.

The Mexican Kardashians
got here before us.

- And they're closed tomorrow.
- Am I gonna get my dress?

Yes, we are going
to get your dress.

- Babe, I really need your help.
- OK.

We can't let this
ruin her quince.

Let me get into it,
like, in 15 minutes.

Thank you, baby.

Fuck.

- Vamonos.
- We got here first.

- Vamonos.
- It's my wedding dress!

- Bye.
- I waited a whole week for this.

Bye.

Let's get this done.

Where is the dress?
Definitely not that one.

You got a connect out of
a San Diego Chicano Park,

who's giving you 30 pounds
of meth a week, since April.

So, you owe back
taxes on 120 pounds.

You got 50 grand?

All right. Let's call it a day.

I got to get back
to the ranch, homie.

Daddy! Tia Favi
took us to In-N-Out.

Where's Alexis?

In the room, napping.

How'd the dress work out?

Thank you.

No, for real. It's...

It's so cute. Jazmin's so happy.

- Babe?

What's up?

The count's 20 grand short.

You sure?

Shit. I mean, I don't count it.

It's Big Lomas's gang.

Motherfucker! It's a new guy. He
didn't know how much they owed.

I forgot to check the
kite from the little girl.

- I was running late.
- It's OK. Calm down, baby.

I have a little float that I keep
week to week for this kind of thing.

But we can't afford to cover
other people's mistakes.

Is that Wizard?

Yes?

Listen up. Collection needs
to go smooth this month.

I got something big
happening. No fuck-ups.

I understand.

Put the fool on. I
know he's in there.

Yeah, just a second.

He wants to talk to you.

Yes, sir.

Hello?

I just heard him laughing. Then
he hung up. What did he say?

He said that there's a lot
going on this week, and...

And he needs this week's taxes
to go smoothly. No mistakes.

Is he fucking listening to us?

Is this fucking place bugged?

Calm down. Calm down. Calm
down, baby. Calm down, OK?

Go relax.

Go have a beer.
Go play with the kids.

Then you're gonna go back out.

OK? Finish your paper route.

So I can package all of this up,
and get it out of our house, OK?

OK.

OK.

You owe me 20
fucking grand, homie!

I give you basic
fucking instructions.

He'll splatter your brains
all over your old lady.

You don't want that.

I don't want that. And she,
sure as shit, don't want that.

I do. I want that.

This guy, he wants that.

I want that, Victor.

I'm asking you, homie,
why would you do that?

- Open your mouth!
- OK!

I'll take your bitch as collateral, put
her in my trunk until you make it right.

- I'll make it right.
- Huh?

I can't hear you. What
the fuck are you saying?

- What?
- I'll make it right.

In the freezer,
there's a TV dinner.

I don't fuck with TV
dinners. I'm on a special diet.

Go get the money.

- Go.
- Give him the money.

The money's in the freezer.

You were hiding money, Victor.

- Sorry.
- Why?

Why did you think to
fucking do that, Victor?

My little girl's got leukemia,
and we ain't got no insurance.

- Do you think I'm stupid, bro?
- Just take it back.

This motherfucker.

Try again. Why'd you hide
the fucking money, Victor?

My little girl's got
leukemia, man, I'm sorry!

Prove it.

This morning, in the
children's hospital.

He's lying, David.

- What's her name?
- Sabela.

- How old is she?
- Five.

- Where was she born?
- Montebello.

What am I doing? David,
what am I doing? Hm?

- Hold up.
- Fuck.

Don't, David.

Let's go, Creeper.

That's your fucking problem right
there. You can't compartmentalize.

You're taxing 43 street gangs.
That's thousands of dudes

in the most violent, fucked-up
subculture in Los Angeles,

and you wanna play the pope?

You need to know when
to shut the fuck up, Creeper.

- Alexis is gonna fuck your shit up.
- Yeah, I already fucking know.

I already know. I
already know, all right?

You ain't gotta
fucking remind me.

What the fuck?

- What?
- We gotta go see Venom from Hillside.

Two hundred fucking grand.

- Hillside tres, 200 grand?
- Yeah.

Wow.

They must've had a serious
fucking come up over there, huh?

Let's take their money. I already
fucked every bitch in their hood.

- You David?
- Yeah.

All right.

Have a seat.

Drink some pisto, homes.

You know I ain't
here to socialize.

Your uncle used to do your job.

Him and that fat fuck, Spanky,

went to all the different gangs in
the neighborhood making collects.

You're only here 'cause
of your fucking daddy.

I earnt my way to the top.

I'm here to collect
the fucking taxes.

So, put your fucking
money on the table,

and stop opening
your fucking mouth,

and do as you're fucking told.

I got the money.
That ain't the problem.

Put the fucking feria
on the table right now,

or it's your last
supper, I promise you.

Right now.

This isn't yours.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm the future,
and you the past.

So, Venom, he work for me now.

And all this right
here, it's my money.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm Conejo, and don't
you forget that name.

When you say it,
you say it with respect.

I know who you are. I
know who you're with.

OK, Conejo.

Sometimes people get confused.

They don't know who is who.

Trust me. This...

is a mistake.

I don't know where you came
from, or who you are connected to

but, clearly, you are somebody.

You're touching
something big right now.

Bigger than me. Bigger than you.

It is very smart, and very cold.

You're just a man.

You breathe and bleed.

And so do the people you love.

Look, go talk to your uncle.

Tell him, "Conejo
is back from Jalisco."

He knows who I am.

"Cause it's not a mistake."

It's a motherfucking earthquake,
and everything gettin' knocked down.

Go back to your big house.

Enjoy your pretty
wife and your two kids.

Yeah, like that.

With all due respect,

this is a bad play.

Let's go, Creeper.

Death is after you.

I got a 380 on each ankle,
38 in my right, 25 in my left,

chopper in the trunk,
Glock in my belt. Fuck!

You get too fucking
excited, homie.

It's just a lot of fucking
cash, you feel me?

You know my uncle
whacked Venom's dad.

He wants to cut your heart out.

You say the word, I'll
push that bitch's wig back.

- Calmate, Creeper.
- I'm on it.

Who is he? Who's Conejo?

It's a confident move,
taking Wizard's money.

He's gotta be connected as fuck.

I know who he is.

Some fucking
Westside heavy hitter.

Remember he'd kidnap
people? Fucking cut 'em up.

Burned that dude one time.
Sent a videotape to his mom.

Fucking straight-up
street terrorist.

The Wizard was gonna have him
taken out, so he bounced down to Mexico.

He's been MIA
for, like, ten years.

Conejo. Fuck that
puto. Fuck him.

I'll skin that motherfucker.
You should let me have him.

I need to put it to a voto.

I need 24 hours. It's gotta
go down the right way.

You're scared of him.

The fuck did you say? If
you weren't my nephew,

I'd stick your fucking face in
that fire until you stopped moving.

All right, homes? I ain't scared
of any bitch made motherfucker.

You don't leave until I
fucking tell you to leave.

Sit your fucking ass down.

You're gonna mind somebody.

You're my nephew and I love you.

You're bad, David, but you
ain't fucking that bad, all right?

Now bounce.

Marisol! Give me a plate.

Alexis.

Alexis.

Hm.

What did you see
in me when we met?

I told you this a
thousand times.

No. There's a story you tell
everyone again and again

because you like telling it,
and people like hearing it.

And then there's the truth.

I want that. The truth.

OK.

You remember when we met?

The King Taco in South Central?

I'll never forget.

You were acting all stupid
gang-banging with your cousins back then.

Yeah, whatever. We were kids.

That wasn't the
first time I saw you.

What do you mean?

See, a couple weeks
before you met me,

my dad got really, really drunk.

I hear all this noise, and
I come out of my room,

and my dad is beating
my mom with a chair.

"You whore.

You and your kids
should go to hell!"

He beat my mom
until the chair broke.

And my mom is
bleeding and crying, and...

And he looks at me, and
he starts walking towards me,

and I'm thinking, "I'm dead."

He just walked right past me.

Didn't say anything. Just
walked into his room, and...

slept for, like, two days.

Fuck.

So I heard about you,

that you were this big, bad gangster
who killed people, and so here I am.

This little
Mexican-American princess,

I go down to the hood,
figured out where you hung out.

Hm.

I was gonna get you
to fall in love with me,

and get you to kill my dad.

Half the plan worked.

Thank God...

he stopped drinking.

David, what's wrong?

People always want
something from me.

You didn't want nothing from me.

That's what I thought.

I love you.

Take it. Now reverse it.

Towards me.

Arm bar. Take it. Take it.

Ah.

Ah.

Outstanding.

All right. Good job. Great.

OK, go. Attack. Attack. Attack.

Give him the wrist.
Punch his ribs.

Slow down. Technique first.

Take your time. Don't rush it.
Come on, David, handle it. Handle it.

Good. That's it. Good.

Wake up and smell the
roses, and not your own blood.

- Make sense?
- Yeah.

You got a drink
for us? Thank you.

That's it. That'll work.
Yeah. Thank you.

Hello, gentlemen, how are you?

Jazmin, happy birthday.

Honey.

David, you know it's a party,
right? Take your shot. Come on.

Come on! You've been
babysitting all night. Come on, David.

- Fuck him.
- All right. Fuck it. Whatever.

Hey, what's up, Johnny Cash?

What? You're trying to be all cool
to impress your little lady friend?

Come take a shot with us.

Come on, this is
some bomb-ass tequila.

Don't get him fucking drunk.

It's one shot. One.

But hey, Creeper, I've
seen your ass drunk, fool.

You cry like a bitch and shit.

I've been nothing but
a gentlemen to you.

How many fucking favors have I
done for you? How many? A lot.

- Hold on, let me count 'em.
- A lot.

How about that time you gave me,
like, three different STDs and shit?

Are you fucking kidding?

- Did you fuck him without a condom?
- She's kidding. She's kidding.

Hold on. I have a bunch of
condoms. You're gonna need 'em.

You go out to the parking lot and
your car's on fire, now you know why.

Now I know why my car's on
fire. Hey, Creeper! I Ubered here.

About that shit though.

- Bust that shit out.
- No. No.

You're not fucking smoking weed
in my backyard with Alexis right here.

No.

Dude, come on. She
used to be cool as fuck.

I know what it is.

You talk to Dad?

- No.
- No?

- Since when, no?
- Just no. OK?

He don't wanna talk to me. You
think he cares what I have to say?

Hey, Dad's version of
being a dad is opposite day.

Hey.

Sorry.

Dance with me.

David, I'm gonna go take care
of that thing that we talked about.

It's all good. When
I'm done with Conejo,

he's gonna wish he stayed in
Mexico selling fucking tacos.

El Conejo's getting
his ass aired out.

I want what you got with Alexis.

You got your wife, you got
your kids, you got your castle.

You go out there,
you come back here.

You're fucking safe
behind these walls. Fuck.

I'm always living
my life on point.

I'm always watching
for the fucking bullet.

I love my family.

- I love God.
- Ah, fuck me.

God allows me to walk through
darkness and come back into the light.

I have two worlds.

You can too.

You think God's
gonna have me, fool?

- Yeah, he will.
- Mm-hmm.

God doesn't exist.

I'm a product of
evolution, David.

I'm supposed to terrorize
the herd. That's my function.

- That's the knowledge I was born with.
- Don't say that.

You know, I've seen so many
motherfuckers die. So many.

And when the lights go out, it's just
a fucking pile of meat left. That's it.

So, I know when I die, I die.
That's the end of the book.

I see so many motherfuckers
begging, pissing, shitting themselves

for one more
fucking second of life,

and when I'm there pulling
their card, I'm their god.

When I'm there...

When I'm there, I'm God.

Nice house.

What the fuck is she doing here?

The fuck are you doing here?

It would be too bad if
somebody firebombed it

and killed all these
fucking people.

Bitch, I'll cut your
fucking legs off.

Don't you check
your fucking phone?

Your uncle wants you
to sit down with Conejo.

Says we have to make it right.

Fuck you! You're coming
into my fucking house.

Why the fuck should I trust you?

Baby.

Better fucking hurry.

Wow.

Hey, fool. That's
like the female you.

You guys should get married
and have evil babies and shit.

I ain't gonna lie, my
boy, I'm intrigued as fuck.

Did you think about
what we talked about?

Where's my uncle at?

Your uncle's been in
this business a long time.

He talks a lot about the past,

and forgets that we have
a lot of product to move.

The real decisions
are made far from here.

Have you asked yourself why are
you only breaking arms for Wizard?

It's nice to have
a powerful family,

and royal blood running
through your veins.

Blood protects blood.

I'm not gonna sit here and
listen to a fucking TED Talk.

I was told that my uncle was
here, so where the fuck is he?

You see, when you kill a man,

but you won't kill his
sons, this is what happens.

This trigger was
pulled years ago.

Sometimes, it take a minute
for that bullet to hit its target.

Gata, show them.

Just following orders.

I want you to understand
that I'm not a threat to you.

As a matter of fact, I'm
the only hope you got.

Palabra, you actually thought
that your uncle could help you.

Nah, little homie,
only you could do that.

For how many years have they
promised to open up the books,

have you made into a
boss in the organization?

Now Wizard's time is over,
and your world is dying.

If you want to join
mine, you're welcome to,

because you do your job well.

I can take care of you, and make
you richer than you ever imagined.

All you gotta do is kiss
the ring, and join the family.

I'll give you something
that your uncle and Wizard

have kept from
you all this time.

If Wizard wanted to,

he could give you more power
than you could handle, with just a nod.

But Wizard doesn't
talk to you, does he?

You said we were protected.

You knew who I was

and what my family was.

Should we run?

There's nowhere to
run, and they'd find us.

I'm sorry I'm
scared. The kids...

Alexis, these are international
players worth billions,

and Wizard and Conejo
are fighting it out right now.

I got my small
slice of the game.

They're way up there.

And I'm down here.

And I ain't shit.

We can't join "em. We
can't run. What's left?"

I want to fight him.

OK.

- I trust you.
- Can't surrender to Conejo.

He's demonic, and I feel it.

Tell me what to do.

Don't change a thing.

Conejo's watching you.

He won't see it coming.

He worked under the
number-two guy in Jalisco.

He's got someone in TJ.

He can get him anything
he wants to San Diego.

He's probably got
a fucking tunnel.

It seems like it. He can
flip killers for his missions.

Is no one concerned his uncle's
head was in a beer cooler?

Where's Wizard in all of this?

We could use the
high-powered help.

I need you to find me this lame
motherfucker so I can kill him.

- I'm working on his location.
- Work harder.

The guy's trade
graph is bulletproof.

He sleeps in hotels, different
apartments, doesn't trust anyone,

always on the move, so no one
knows where he is hour to hour.

He rolls with a couple
of rock-star shooters.

A former Marine
Corps Special Forces

and a former lieutenant in the
Federal Mexican SWAT team.

Wow.

They're players, and
they got heavy weapons.

Are we not gonna talk about
the elephant in the room, David?

- Is Wizard next?
- Shut the fuck up.

David, get your family,
and get the fuck out of LA

until we handle this for you.

No, no, no.

Nobody's untouchable.

This about money?
We have money for you.

- Yeah, sure, it'll help.
- OK.

Look, we can do this.

We just need some
time. Maybe a few weeks.

Hey.

You got some of the best fucking
soldados in the game right here.

Look around, my boy.

Every one of these motherfuckers will
ride with you until the wheels fall off.

I'm gonna hit Conejo, and I'm gonna
keep hitting until one of us is dead.

And so will he. And so will he.

And this sick fuck right here.

You don't think he wants to spill blood,
David? These are fucking riders, David.

We got you.

Let us do this now.

Let's go.

Bang, bang.

Conejo's definitely connected to
the cartel. Plus he gives zero fucks.

I mean, this guy has the power
to turn out the entire gang up here.

I need you to tell me how
to get to this motherfucker.

- That's what I need.
- I need some time.

The guy's a millionaire,
and a stone killer.

Run! Run!

I'm here to prepare for the war.

Protect me from the
bullets of my enemies.

Make me invisible to
the government's eyes.

Make my heart strong
because I'm here to take it all.

Hey. Move. Let's
get what we came for.

Gata, bring her to me.

Let's get this over with,

and send these
motherfuckers to hell.

You still alive? Motherfucker!

Now you're in real trouble.

You'll beg for a
bullet in the head.

But I ain't gonna give
you nothing but pain.

Bring him.

Hey, puto!

Get the fuck away.

We'll throw this bitch a party.

I'm going to need
some copies of that.

What's going on?
What happened to you?

- Tell me what's going on!
- Just drive, Alexis.

- Drive the fucking car.
- Baby, your face is so...

- Stop! Just get the kids.
- I am.

Get the fucking kids.
Stop touching me already.

I'm trying to keep calm but I'm
scared. Tell me what's happening.

Good, be scared. Be
very fucking scared.

- Run the light, don't stop!
- I'm not gonna run the red light.

There's a cop behind us.
There's a cop behind us.

Just fucking drive
perfectly, OK?

Oh, my God, the lights are
on. He's gonna pull us over.

- He's not. Just calm down.
- Shit.

Oh, my God.

What's going on?

A real man knows
when to take a knee,

and serve the stronger master.

Fuck you, you motherfucker.

Difference between a king
and a servant, the servant acts,

when the king
masterminds the whole shit.

I got your boy.

He's alive.

- Is that Creeper?
- Come swoop him up.

His dog ass right
here crying for you.

Fuck you, you
fucking piece of shit!

Fuck!

Creeper, it's all right,
man. You're gonna be OK.

I came as a friend
and offered you life.

Now I come as an enemy
and bring you death.

Motherfucker. Fuck
you, you fucking bitch.

What the fuck are you doing
with that, you stupid fucking bitch?

What are they doing?
What's going on?

- Hey, leave him alone.
- Oh, my God!

Let him go, you motherfucker!

Let him go, motherfucker!

Leave him alone,
you fucking coward!

Don't curse me.
This is your truth.

Your pride cost this.

I was sent here on a
mission by the real jefes,

to flip the whole
fucking game over.

All right, motherfucker. You
fucking made your fucking point.

Leave him alone!

You want a little kindness
for your friend? Mercy?

Watch. Watch my mercy.

Fuck you! You ain't shit, bitch.

Hey!

Everything you love
is gonna die real bad.

Dillon! Hey!

Hey.

Hey. Hey.

We gotta go, OK?

We need to go right now.

- Can I go get my bag?
- Leave it. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Favi was heading north,
but she's turning around.

She'll take the kids to Fresno.

- Go with.
- No.

- No, I am not leaving you.
- I'm not asking you.

Yeah, well, neither am I.

Stay here while I
go get the money.

I'll stay here.

Listen. We're on our own.

You don't believe that.

I don't need to. I know it.

David?

Promise me that we're
gonna start over, please.

OK?

Start over.

Daddy? Why do you have a gun?

Forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those
who trespass against us.

Lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Yo, what the fuck is going on?

- What the fuck is going on?
- Stop. Calm the fuck down, OK?

If anyone asks you haven't
fucking seen me, OK?

Yeah, man.

Fuck.

Fuck.

How much is that?

Over a million and a half.

And that's been
there this whole time?

Nine years.

Me and Creeper robbed an
armored car back in the day.

Crazy.

Are you heated up, primo?

- No.
- Here.

It was your dad's.

It's got a lot of murders on it.

Take it.

You need me to ride with
you? You know I got your back.

No.

Get the fuck out of my way.

- David, stop. What are you doing?
- I know exactly what I'm doing.

- Do you?
- Yeah.

Don't let it touch Alexis.

She's clean. Don't let the
family business touch her.

If the hand touches
her heart, it'll turn black.

I gotta go.

- Baby?
- / got it.

One point six.

Turn off the TV. Put on your
shoes. Put on your sweater.

We leave in two minutes.
I'm meeting Favi in ten.

She's gonna take the kids, so I'll
be here when you get back, OK?

I love you.

I love you too.

I'll see you soon, OK?

Baby!

Baby!

Babe?

Hey, where you at?

Baby, hey.

Baby.

Hey, wake up.

Hey, baby, please
don't leave me. Wake up.

I'm gonna clean you up, OK?

I'm gonna clean
you up, OK, baby?

Lord God in heaven.

Please hear me.

I'm a sinner.

I've always known that.

But Alexis is good.

She's good.

Please take her by the
hand, Lord, and hold her close.

She needs lots of love.

Hey, David.

How are the kids?
Are the kids OK?

I don't have the kids.

Where are they?

Alexis texted saying
she was keeping them.

David, is something wrong?

David?

Buena noches.

Mira. I got your kids. You
wanna buy "em back?"

I'll text you the address.

You got two hours or you're
gonna leave me no choice

but to melt these two little
motherfuckers down in acid.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Hey.

I'm gonna hit Conejo, and I'm gonna
keep hitting until one of us is dead.

I'd die for you, my boy.

Let's go.

Blood, you can't come in.

Tell Bone that Capone from
the cut down is right here.

You got that thing.

Bone. Blood out here
name-dropping on you.

Hey, y'all give us a second. This
might be above your pay grade.

Yeah, clear it out for me.

Why are you by yourself?

Everybody's gone, man.

What you mean, gone?
Why are you here, bro?

They killed my wife.

And they killed Creeper, man.

Mexico's trying to
change the structure.

They took my kids, man.

- They took my kids.
- What you need?

I need riders with heart.

Some motherfucking
killers with choppers, Bone.

I'm alone, I'm trying to
do this shit by myself,

but I ain't got
nobody else, man.

- I need your help.
- I'm with you, bro. I'm with you.

- Thumper, we fucking with Blood.
- Let's ride.

- This is a good motherfucker here.
- Let's ride.

I told you he was a candle.

- We fucking with you.
- Let's ride.

So, I'm not saying we're a
bunch of scandalous niggas

with fucked-up pasts.

But we got a chance to wash
all our sins away on this one.

That's a good man right there.

He stands for what we stand for.

Now, somebody done
took his fucking kids.

I'm not politicking,
pushing the line,

shot calling, none
of that bullshit.

But we're going so far down
the rabbit hole on this one

might not be no get back.

This is strictly...

a volunteer mission.

'Cause this shit is
as heavy as it gets.

And I ain't never asked y'all
to do nothin' that I wouldn't do.

I'm with the bullshit.

- I'm with it. Fuck it. It's on.
- It's on, man.

Pueblos, it's on.

OK, five, what we doin'?

We gonna get his kids, homie.

Pueblo Bishops,
we fucking with you.

So, let's do it.

Let him up.

Should've kept
your ass in Mexico.

Hey. Hey, calmate, jefe.

Muy bien, homie.

Where my kids at? Calmate, puto.

- We'll see if you fucking remember.
- Throw his fucking ass out.

Where my kids at?

My messages on my phone.

- Unlock the fucking phone.
- Unlock it.

Unlock that shit.

Here's the address,
on the phone.

Let's go get your kids.

We gonna get your kids, man.

- Go!
- Daddy.

Check the back.

Ain't nobody back here
but Conejo's grandma.

It's all clear, Dave.

Ain't nobody up in here.

Where's Mommy?

She's not here right now.

I'm here.

Dave? How we gonna do it?

I ain't going down to his level.

Family's sacred.

Conejo...

I know where he is.

You guys go with them, OK?

Y'all take care
of the man's kids.

And on my life,
they gonna be safe.

- I'm going with you.
- No.

- I gotta do this alone.
- You're not alone tonight.

This is me and you.

Until the fucking
wheels fall off.

It's like that.

That's the house right there.

That's Conejo's eyes outside.

Motherfucker has a
chopper in his hand.

That's right. Keep coming. I'm
gonna dome your motherfucking ass.

Drop it.

Come on.

Walk.

Fuck you.

Gata, no!

Fuck you!

Puta madre.

Motherfucker.

Get the fuck over here, bitch.

You're going to die.

All you had to do was say
yes, you stupid motherfucker.

You caused this.

Three, two, one, dead.

Don't defend it. What's gonna
happen? Fight, all right? Yeah.

Don't you know I have
the protection of the Devil?

And your God ain't shit.

Just ask your dead-ass bitch.

Think.

For my family, I live!

For my family, I die!

For my family...

I kill!

Come here. It's
me. It's me. It's me.

Come on, we gotta
get out of here.

We gotta get out
of here. Come on.

Taking you to see
my little homegirl.

She works at USC Medical
Center. Patch you up.

No questions asked.

Pull over. I gotta
talk to someone.

Talk to me!

Fucking talk to me!

Congratulations. You did it.

There were two.

And now there's one.

How do you know?

I got the Devil on my shoulder
here whispering in my ear.

It came for you,
and you beat it.

Just like I did in my day.

You saved me, miho.

You saved me.

Now you can stand
under your own sky.

This pain you feel will go away.

But the power...

The power is forever.

I don't want that. I want her.

My son.

I love you.

Why are you saying that?

Why now?

You never said you loved me.

"Cause I didn't
know who you are."

Now I know.

You and me...

we're the same.

You're a king.

I don't want it.

I don't want it, Dad.

But it wants you, miho.

It wants you.

No.

No, I don't want that.

Forgive me.