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(Ech) (gunshot)

(screams)

Please, please help us!

Maybe you should put some clothes on first.

Motherfucker!

(grunts) where the fuck is ramos?!

Ibarra: Anything santo padre needs,

I got you, brother.

Ibarra?

Something you want to get off your chest?

I want to bring this m.C. Back to its glory.

But first...

There's got to be a reckoning.

Fucking looking for me?

(shouting, clamoring)

(gunshot)

Bishop: This three king bullshit doesn't work,

ramos and canche aren't stepping down.

Emily: Anything I can do to help you or your family.

Ez: The money transfers, they were used to hire a gunman

to kill my parents.

Dita ordered the hit.

One of you reyes men has to help me

right a wrong today.

- What is it? - Single tire tracks.

Looks like a harley.

Where's maria? Maria?!

She let peña blindside me today.

Just let her right inside the house.

I had no choice but to fire her.

Marcus: Lobo sonora is sending a message.

- Hey, are you on your way? - Ez: Not yet.

Might be a little late for dinner.

You good with all this?

Being in two places

at one time's a sure way to end up in neither.

(all cheering, clamoring)

Your brother palo, he wants to hurt people I care about.

And I need to find him before he does.

Laura: I never wanted to see anyone that knew david again.

Especially you.

Coco: Well, I got these things,

these things that I did, and they make it

so no matter what, when I close my eyes,

that's all I see.

- (keys fall on table) - coco!

Coco!

Coco, wake up!

Coco! Coco?!

Fucking wake up, coco!

Don't you fucking die on me!

(crying): Please! Coco!

(sobbing)

Wake up, please!

Coco, wake up!

Please!

What are you doing?

What are you doing? What the fuck are you doing?!

What the fuck are you doing, you fucking bitch?!

This is your fault! This is your fault,

- you fucking bitch! - (retching)

(gasping)

I got you, I got you, okay?

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(exhales)

Oh, shit, I'm so sorry.

It's all yours.

(retching)

(groaning)

- (knocks on door) - nails: Oh...

- (toilet flushes) - you okay?

Someone needs to fix that fucking door.

(water running)

Rough night?

(smacks lips) rough life.

Hey.

You've been, uh...

Down lately.

I'm good.

You can talk to me.

(exhales)

Well, there's nothing really to say

except that I'm a fucking idiot.

You're one of the smartest people I know.

(nails chuckles)

Well, I know everyone you know, hank.

The bar's pretty low.

For real.

You all right?

(short laugh)

I'm fucking pregnant.

Oh.

Shit. (Chuckles)

Yeah.

Oh, shit.

You know, but it doesn't matter, because he's not

even in the picture anymore.

It's my problem.

No.

No, it's not.

Hey, whatever you need.

I got you.

No, hank.

You're not alone in this.

I'll help.

I got you.

(low sobbing)

I'm all in.

Fucking come here.

(nails crying)

I don't deserve you.

Announcer (on tv): Muncy is taking a hell of a lead on first.

Ez: We have to move that pot to this burner.

Gabriela: I know. I'll do it.

- Ez: It's too heavy for you. - No.

Announcer 2: Everyone knows he's the slowest dodger.

Does he even warrant a throw over?

Gabriela (laughs): See?

- Announcer 1: For now, the padres say no. - (tv volume increases)

(whispers): I think we're being too loud.

No, he's mad that we didn't ask him to help.

(laughs)

- One stubborn reyes at a time, please. - Please.

Um, okay...

I think, uh...

I think we need more limes, right?

- What? - (laughs)

You're cute.

I just want everything to be...

Perfect? I know.

You know, me, angel and my pop,

we haven't done anything like this in a long time.

I, I really liked seeing your family

all together like that.

(chuckles)

- What? - Nothing.

What-what is it?

It can wait until after brunch.

Oh, shit, what's wrong?

Really, nothing's wrong.

It's good news.

You know I applied for nursing school.

Yeah.

Well, when I was home,

there was a letter waiting for me.

Um...

I got in.

Geez.

That's great, right?

- Fuck. - Yeah...

It's great.

It's in lodi.

Um...

Yeah.

I applied there before we started dating.

Felipe: Hey, frick and frack.

I'm hungry.

It's almost ready, pop.

Uh, we're just waiting on angel now.

(siren wailing in distance)

(sighs deeply)

(grunts)

(grunts softly)

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- (grunts) - are you sure?

I am.

Uh...

(exhales)

Thank you.

For being patient.

You're growing it back?

- I think so. - Yeah.

- Yeah. - Cristobal: Daddy?

- See it growing back? - Who's back?

- Huh? Is it growing back? - Is daddy back? Is daddy back?

- Oh, wow. - Is he?

(laughs)

Miguel: Are you gonna grow one, too?

Hope: Are you sure about this?

Never been more sure of anything in my life.

Can I talk to my dad?

Alone.

It's not mountain dew.

So, last night was fun.

I fucked up, leticia.

I need help.

I don't think I can do this by myself.

W-we've been talking, and.

We're gonna get clean.

- "We"? - Yeah.

Me and hope.

(chuckles) ah... her name is hope?

(laughs): That's fucking ironic.

She saved me.

Not just this morning.

That was the second time she saved my life.

Oh, well, good thing your guardian angel carries narcan

for when she kills you with her fucking heroin.

(scoffs)

I can't do this on my own, letty.

I need her.

(quietly): Yeah.

I guess I'll just go back to cleaning up your shit

and puke in the living room, then.

Great talk, dad.

There you go, pop.

He's an hour late, man, let's eat.

Oh, let's wait a few minutes more, pop.

Just a few more minutes.

- Maybe we should just eat. - Felipe: Yeah.

Good idea.

Oh, please tell me this is not an intervention.

- You're late. - Sit, angel. We haven't started.

Sit.

(quietly): I'll just...

Seriously, bro. What the fuck is this?

Well, I thought we could, you know, it'd be nice

to eat together as a family.

(laughs softly)

(angel grunts)

(gabriela speaks spanish)

Oh. I forgot I had this on.

Ez: How is it, pop?

Fine.

(opens can)

Um, so, hey, this...

This was just supposed to be a brunch, but...

(scoffs)

"Brunch"?

- (laughs) - (chuckles): But...

But it's, it's kind of a celebration.

- Gabriela: Ezekiel... - No, you worked so hard.

I want to share the news.

Gaby's been accepted to nursing school.

That's great.

I haven't made any decisions.

It's up in lodi.

And I'm not sure I'm ready to leave just yet.

Angel: So you're gonna stay?

Here in santo padre?

I don't know. Possibly.

Why the fuck would you do that?

How many of those have you had this morning, son?

Pop, I can't ask a reasonable question?

So, what, you gonna, I don't know,

stick around here and play house?

Walk around in my dead mom's apron?

I didn't... I didn't know.

I gave it to her to wear.

Well, that's just fucking weird, bro.

I mean, I knew you were a mama's boy, but Jesus christ.

(angel laughing)

That's enough, angel.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

What the fuck is wrong with all of you?

Sitting around here, eating brunch?

Playing make-believe?

(laughs) what kind of shit is that?

I'm so sorry. Gaby, I need to know

this-this master plan of yours.

So you gonna stay here in santo padre with the golden boy here,

shit out a couple golden kids?

And then what the fuck you gonna do?

You think there's any happy endings in this town?

In this house?

Ask the last lady to wear that thing.

What the fuck is your problem?!

(angel laughing)

You're right, what is my problem?

I'm so sorry. Where are my manners?

Gaby?

Welcome to the family.

(door closes)

Felipe: Leave it.

I said leave it.

(latch clicks)

(man speaking spanish on tv)

(man 2 screaming over tv)

(man