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Queen of the South

Kelly Anne. I'm sorry

we haven't talked
about the baby.

- Let's go tell Teresa.
- Hold on.

I'm not even two months along,

so can we wait
just a little bit?

If you think it's right.

But let's not wait too long.

I don't like keeping
secrets in our family.

And neither does Teresa.

There is a manhunt
underway for a suspect

in last night's alleged
murder of Davis Lafayette,

son of Honorable
Judge Cecil Lafayette.

The suspect is the reputed head

of the New Orleans
crime syndicate,

known to local law enforcement

as Marcel William Dumas.

I owe you my life.

Marcel, you are the
son that I wished I had.

Trust no one.

The judge was taking kickbacks
from sentencing those kids.

So how do he keep track of it?

- A ledger.
- So we need to find his ledger.

Just the man I was
looking for. Cuff him.

Someone has to
hang for the judge.

- I'm sorry, Marcel.
- I trusted you.

Lo siento jefa.

You're at it early.

Sugar, you made me coffee.

Thank you so much.
You are a godsend.

What is this?

Decaf.

You told me you could not have
caffeine because of the baby.

Yeah, I did.

Did Christmas come early?
How long was in there?

This is for you.

Did Santa bring Momma
a bigger purse too?

The guestroom next
door is your new office.

That's where you
work from now on.

Okay. I'm gonna have to go
to meetings from time to time.

Then Flaco will go with you.

- Who?
- Flaco.

He's your new shadow.

Wherever you go, he goes.

And curfew's at 7:00.

Kay, um, Flaco, can
you give us a second?

Right. Is this really necessary?

I want to put everything in
place before we tell Teresa.

I don't want her to be
worrying about the baby

on top of everything that's
happened with Dumas.

Right. Okay.

- You need more time?
- Just a little bit.

She's just got a lot going on,

and I'm still getting
used to all this.

Orale.

We'll tell her
when you're ready.

Okay.

But Flaco stays.

Decaf?

Good man.

Hello?

Teresa. Dumas was denied bail.

They're saying
he's a flight risk.

If we can find that ledger
and expose Lafayette,

there's a chance his
case will be thrown out.

I'll keep reaching
out to attorneys.

I want the best team, no
matter how much it costs.

Of course.

No luck.

We searched Lafayette's
house, but the cops cleaned up.

Any documents he kept
were taken into evidence.

I'm gonna find us a lawyer.

We need that ledger, James.

Not just for Dumas.

I know.

What do you want me to do?

What, it's not enough
that Lafayette's dead?

You gotta murder the
man's reputation too?

He was giving kids
maximum sentences

in exchange for kickbacks
from private prisons.

I don't believe you.

We have a zip drive
with thousands of names.

Do you need to see it?

Yeah, I knew the judge was
into some dirty things, but this?

Not everyone was as
lucky as you, cabrón.

While he was sending
you to night school,

he was sending
these kids to hell.

Tell me what I'm looking for.

He must have kept a
record of the kickbacks.

We don't know
what it looks like,

but it must have names,
dates, and dollar amounts.

Anywhere from 2,000 to
5,000 per inmate per month.

If it exists, I'll find it.

What about that
$2-million reward?

Did anyone claim it?

Still sitting there.

Whoever squealed cares
more about putting Dumas away

than getting rich.

I'll be in touch.

It has to have been Lucien.

Until we have proof, we
need to hold all shipments.

If he ratted out Dumas,
he could turn on us next.

I understand.

Thank you so much.

What did he say?

Same thing every other reputable

defense attorney in a
25-mile radius has said.

Apparently defending
a judge killer

is career suicide.

Even if they win.

Especially if they win.

There has to be someone.

In New Orleans,
Dumas is not innocent.

It's his word against Lafayette,

and he made a run for it.

Keep trying. Look out of state.

I put him in jail
because I believed

I could get him out.

- Okay.
- Thank you.

Jefa, Lucien's here to see you.

Send him in.

Afternoon, Miss Mendoza.

What can I do for you?

Can we sit?

Have a drink perhaps?

You've made very clear
how you feel about me.

True.

I'm not the biggest
admirer of your work

or its outcomes.

Is this about Marcel?
It couldn't be avoided.

Then why add insult to
injury by cutting off his crew?

Because I trusted Marcel.

I don't trust you.

I'm old, Miss Mendoza.

Being the boss for 40 years
can make you set in your ways.

You'll see.

But even I have to
accept that without you,

my people will go hungry.

And with hunger
comes desperation,

anarchy.

If you cut us off,

they'll be blood on the
streets of New Orleans.

I need to think about it.

Tell me.

Gamble found the ledger.

I just forwarded you
the pictures he sent me.

That thumb drive
with this ledger,

in the right hands,

and the judge's whole
kickback scheme's exposed.

Thank you.

No problem.

I'm on my way to make
the exchange now.

Great. I'll see you later.

Gamble found Lafayette's ledger.

James is getting it right now.

That's good.

What do you want to
do about the shipment

that Lucien is asking for?

I won't do anything until I
know where Marcel stands.

We tried to reach out to him.

Teresita, he wants
nothing to do with us.

We can't give him a choice.

Shit.

Wow.

Whatever the hell this is,

you have five minutes.

I'm sorry, Marcel.

But Lucien came to see me.

He asked me to
send the shipment.

No.

He said he wants to keep
your crew in business.

You can keep your coke

and your bullshit apologies.

I'd rather my people starve

than be in business with you.

I'm ready.

Rat.

Did you get the ledger?

- You sure they're feds?
- I'm positive.

Why would the feds
being watching Eli?

Because he's a corrupt cop
with ties to a murdered judge.

Who was in our bar this morning.

Maybe he was wearing a wire.

No. He wouldn't have.

If the feds are surveilling him,

it's 'cause they're
still building their case.

But they could have
followed us here,

which means we are
now part of their case.

It's only a matter of time
before they pull him in.

Didn't take much convincing

to get him to turn on Lafayette
and hop on our payroll.

If the feds take him
in, he'll hand us over

on a silver platter, guaranteed.

Kill him.

We don't know for sure
that he's gonna turn on us.

Maybe the feds won't
even question him.

We're not taking any chances.

When you kill him, I want
you to plant the evidence

against Lafayette near his body.

It's not that simple.

He's being
surveilled by the FBI.

That's means the evidence
will get into the right hands.

You did this type
of work for the CIA.

You have a problem with it now?

Make it clean.

This can't come back on us.

What's in the goody bag?

Just some tools of the trade.

The CIA taught
you some cool tricks.

Never thought I'd
be using them here.

Like this.

I used to tell Teresa

that she used to do
things the hard way,

trying to make peace
without firing the first shot.

'Cause she had a code.
A line she wouldn't cross.

Codes are meant to be cracked.

They didn't teach
you that in the... CIA?

Don't mess this up, cabrón.

Teresa? Hey.

I understand why
you're doing this,

but we have over half a billion
clean in our offshore accounts,

and the deposit on the
waterfront went through.

I mean, it's ours, so

why are we taking a
chance with the feds

when we can get out?

No one has to die. I mean,

we could we could leave
right now and be set for life.

You're here to advise
me, not question me.

Understood.

- Kelly Anne, slow down.
- Slow down?

This is the FBI
we're talking about,

not some local yahoos
with a sheriff badge.

We should be on the
first flight out of here.

How does Teresa
not understand that?

Because she came from nothing.

And once you've been hungry,

you do anything not
to feel like that again.

I understand that. Believe me.

But to kill a cop on speculation

under the nose of the feds,

she's taking a crazy risk.

Crazy risks are
part of our lives now.

We do business
in Miami, New York.

The corridor is ours.

We're turned a
corner, Kelly Anne.

And we've turned a corner, Pote.

We got to start thinking
about more than just ourselves.

Marcel. Is that you, son?

Did you ask Mendoza
to release the shipment?

Marcel, now, you
have to understand.

No, I don't.

We are done with her.

You're not the one people
are coming to scared and angry,

all because you got into
business with the wrong woman.

In fact, I'm pretty sure
I'm owed a thank you

for all the cleaning up
I've had to do around here.

I appreciate you,
Lucien. You know I do.

Do you?

I found you,

saved you from your hell
of a life, gave you an empire.

You have the gall to
question my decisions?

I sweat, bled,

I even killed for you,

to make sure you got out
clean, just like you wanted.

I have earned my place.

I remember everything
you did for me, Lucien.

I do.

Right now, I need
you to remember

that this is still my business,

and you do things my way.

Do you hear me?

I hear you.

Good.

There's the snap.

Nice play action.

Makes the drop
play, rolls out right...

He's a bum.

Male, blue shirt, dark pants.

You need medical?

Want to confirm that.

1st in 10.

Just about midfield.

There you go. Eying the pass.

Quick hand-off
right, finds a hole,

gets about 2, let's
call it 2 1/2 yards.

Josie.

Hey, baby.

Jesus, Josie, I thought
you was working a double.

I got it covered so I
could watch the big game.

- Yeah.
- Where we at?

Down by 10 at the half.

Well, it ain't
over till it's over.

I'm gonna make
us something to eat.

Think I could get
some of that gumbo?

Just go easy on the hot sauce.

And you call yourself
a Southern boy.

What's going on, brother?

What's the hold up?

All incoming inmates

wait in Cell Intake One.

I repeat, Cell Intake One.

Mr. Marcel Dumas.

How are you?

I've been better.

I'll bet.

You know, the prosecutor's
having a field day

building up this...
double homicide.

Wow.

State judge and
his disabled son?

They'll be gunning for
the death penalty, for sure.

Agent Panetta, by the way.

You'll have to forgive
me, Agent Panetta.

I have enough friends.

That's where you're
wrong, Marcel.

I'm the head of an
anti corruption task force.

I've been investigating
the New Orleans

criminal justice system.

See, I'm not after you.

I'm after them.

Go on.

Well, we've been
looking at Lafayette

for some time.

So it came as no surprise
that he wound up dead.

It's how he wound up
dead that piqued my interest.

There's not too
many Nola gangsters

cutting off heads.

That's usually reserved
for, Mexican cartels,

or ISIS.

Last time I checked,
ISIS isn't hanging around

in the bayou.

So.

If you can make
just one more friend...

Tell me what you know
about Teresa Mendoza.

Just might be able
to keep you alive.

Is that the waterfront?

The architects
delivered it today.

This is our way out.

But not if the
feds are on to us.

We run now,

our money won't protect us.

We'll figure it out, Teresita.

We always do.

It's Lucien.

Good evening, Teresa.

I hope I'm not calling too late.

What do you want?

I wanted to let you know
that I just spoke to Marcel,

and he's come around.

Now, he may not like it, but

he knows we need you,

and he'd like you
to send the shipment

just as soon as you can.

I'll send the truck tonight.

I appreciate you.

Dumas changed his mind?

That's what he said.

I heard that wheeze,
and I'm telling you,

I just knew.

I said, "Doc, that baby
might look fine now",

"but if you don't
get him to the NICU

in the next 10 minutes,
we gonna be in trouble."

You want chips on the side?

Yeah, baby. Thanks.

Anyhoo, damn near had

to twist his arm.

Finally took him. Just in time.

His heart nearly
failed in the elevator.

That's good for you, babe.

- I'm proud of you.
- Thank you.

Hey, you know what?
Forget the chips.

Make that a side salad.

Gotta watch my girlish figure.

Okay.

Push notification
for an FBI OCDETF

at Siete Gotas
Distillery on Tamarack.

All units be advised.

- Kelly Anne.
- What's going on?

You were right.

Things are getting
too dangerous.

I booked you a ticket to Belize.

You leave tonight.

- By myself?
- No.

Flaco will keep you safe.

Okay, for real
this time, please.

Take that to the car.

Look, I understand you're
worried. I am too, okay?

But I'm not going
anywhere without you.

Yes, you are.

We chose this life.

Our baby didn't.

I'm not gonna let you
give birth in handcuffs.

I don't want that either.

But that is not your
decision to make.

What decision?

Um...

Iwe...

We're pregnant.

We were trying to find
the perfect time to tell you.

No, I understand.

What is it, Teresita?

It's James. He says

the FBI's planning a
raid of the distillery.

What?

How much liquid cocaine
do we have in there?

Half a ton.

Come on. Come on! Come on!

Yeah! Hey! That's...

That's what I'm talking about!

How do we know it's true?

How do we know it's not a rumor?

He heard it over
dispatch at Eli's.

God.

- Hey now!
- Hey!

My boy. That's my boy.

He just got that. Yeah.

- Ain't gonna fumble no more.
- That's that.

- Whoo!
- That's it.

Ha, ha! It was all
about the gumbo, baby.

Why would the feds
bust us and not the DEA?

Same reason
they're following Eli.

They're after corruption.

Right. If they can prove
Gamble and Lafayette are

in bed with the cartel,
then they have their case.

They go into the
distillery, it's over.

We're all going down.

Maybe not.

I'm going to confess.

Teresa, we can leave.

You know, you
don't have to do this.

I do.

Field office coffee
tastes like dirt,

so I took the liberty
of cream and sugar.

Hope you don't mind.

Thank you.

No, thank you.

Leave it to the lawyer.

Now,

I hear you got
something to confess.

I have information about
Judge Cecil Lafayette.

What are we looking at?

One unmarked car,

and the SWAT can just got here.

As soon as my bar opened,
he started blackmailing me,

forcing me to pay him,
or he'd shut me down.

When I heard he was murdered,

I thought the
extortion would stop.

But then, Captain Gamble
showed up, trashing my bar,

demanding the same.

So I paid him.

And now, he wants more.

So you're the victim here.

Is that what you're saying?

That's not what I'm saying.

Well, first off, Miss Mendoza,

I want to thank you for
bringing this to my attention.

It's very, very
interesting stuff. Really.

And now, I know
you're a busy woman,

so I hope you don't mind
if I tell you a little story.

A few days ago, I
had a conversation

with DEA Agent Alonzo Loya.

He had quite a story to tell.

Turns out...

You're not the only victim.

My client was cleared
of any wrongdoings

in this case.

But you already knew that.

True.

I also happen to
know that you have ties

to the Sinaloa cartel.

And now,

a judge that you
admit was extorting you

winds up without a head.

And the only thing
you want to confess to

is paying some bribes?

My client was kind enough

to come down here and
answer your questions.

It's okay.

Yes.

I was a money
changer in Sinaloa.

And my boyfriend, Guero
Davila, worked for the cartel.

When Guero was killed,

he left everything to
me to build a better life.

So that's what I did.

All I'm trying to do is be a
legitimate business owner.

But between corrupt
law enforcement

and everyone
assuming I'm a criminal,

I can't make that happen.

So that's why I've
come to the FBI.

Pull over.

I repeat, pull over.

That's a very convincing
story, Miss Mendoza.

There's just one last
thing I'd like to know about.

If you're such a
legitimate business owner,

how is it you have
a truck full of cocaine

out for delivery as we speak?

What in the hell?

They're getting
ready to move in.

Agent Dean, what do we got?

The truck is clean.

Are you sure?

It's just tequila.

Not a speck of cocaine on board.

Got it.

Let me guess.

You raided one of our trucks
and didn't find anything...

We had reason to
believe that that truck...

You have zero reason to
believe my client was involved

in any drug-related activities,
but you went after her anyway

because she's a
Mexican immigrant.

Now I hate to break it to you,

but the last time I checked,
that is racial profiling,

and that actually is a crime.

So now, you're
harassing my client.

So let me make this
super-duper clear

If you so much as step foot

in any of my client's
establishments,

not only will you have a
fat lawsuit on your hands,

but I will personally
call every news outlet

in the country and let them
know just how abusive, racist,

and unconstitutional

your cute little task
force you have actually is.

Do I make myself clear?

- Shall we?
- Yes.

We're done here.

We're in place. Ready
to move on your orders.

Panetta called off the raid.

What? So it worked?

- Yeah.
- My God, it worked!

- Are you okay?
- God, I'm so sorry.

Yeah, I'm fine...

Just breathe.

Just breathe.

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As you can see, I'm
in my kitchen today,

but it looks like
more like a lab.

I do have flour, and eggs,

and oil, and,

of course, a pasta roller.

Because we are gonna

mix all the
ingredients together.

So break some eggs

and the flour...

Bon appétit.

Mwah.

Eli, what was that noise?

Eli?

Baby? My God. Baby?
Baby, what happened?

Baby? Baby.

Eli, please.

God. No, God.

Baby. Please, please,
please, don't do this to me.

Eli, wake up! God!

No!

Eli, please!

I see.

Thank you for letting me know.

Charles?

To what do I owe this pleasure?

Easy, cabrón.

Clever of you all
to send tequila.

So when did you know?

The minute you said
Dumas asked for a shipment.

No way that gruñón would
change his mind so fast.

Got desperate, didn't I?

You could have stayed retired.

Could have.

Should have.

But I got restless.

I missed the juice of it all.

And for what?

How much better can
men like us eat anyhow?

Do me a favor, will you?

Tell Marcel I'm sorry.

It's too late for sorries.

All right.

Then let's get on with it then.

Lucien.

It's Teresa. Please
don't hang up.

Lucien is dead.

How?

He told me you
asked for a shipment.

You knew he was lying.

You...

You were so out of line.

He wanted to take
over your business.

That's why he tipped the
cops to your getaway car

and why he turned
me over to the feds.

He knew he would have
to get rid of both of us

to take back New Orleans.

The FBI paid me a visit as well.

But you didn't give me up.

- Why?
- 'Cause I ain't you!

Despite everything, I still
got to get up in the morning

and look at myself
in the mirror.

I'm doing everything I
can to get you out of there.

Seeing as you're the
one who put me in here,

I won't hold my breath, chica.

It's done.

I left the thumb
drive with the ledger,

and the feds were
first on the scene.

Thank you.

When the story breaks,

it won't just help Dumas.

All the boys Lafayette put away,

this could give them
a second chance.

Yeah, I hope so.

Congratulations on the baby.

Gracias, Teresita.

It took us by surprise.

After what happened to Tony,

the last thing we considered
was to start a family.

I'm sorry I didn't
tell you before.

It's okay.

You're gonna be a great father.

I don't know about that.

I don't know what
that looks like.

My father...

He made me.

I am a killer, Teresita.

Are you scared?

Me too.