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OUR VIEWPOINT NEWS WITH CLAUDIA ROJAS

It's been three days now since President Barquet

shook the nation with the surprise calling of a special election

and Mexico is reeling.

President Diego Nava's administration

was a ray of hope for the Mexican people.

Today, I pledge...

to honor President Diego Nava and Emilia Urquiza's vision

and to enforce Diego's Laws as executive orders.

The Mexican stock exchange is down seven points and continues to fall,

with Congress and the Army in disarray,

after the promulgation of what are being called Diego's Laws.

The SEDENA did not report any foul play in the death of the Secretary of Defense,

General Bruno Almada, and declared that he died of natural causes.

Load!

Aim!

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

In other news, steel magnate Tomás Urquiza

was found dead in his private jet.

Medical examiners confirmed the initial reports

stating that the father of Emilia Urquiza and father-in-law to President Nava

suffered a heart attack before takeoff.

- What's up? - Hey.

- Did you get what you wanted? - Mm-hm.

Did she eat?

She hasn't eaten anything since you left.

Fuck.

You know what? When my mother died, I spent weeks locked in my room.

I didn't want to eat or speak to anyone.

I just played Call of Duty for hours, until my eyes bled.

Where's Chela?

Something's going on in the barrio. The soldiers didn't want to leave.

And you let her go alone, man?

You know your aunt, right?

What kind of question is that? Here, give her this to eat.

The bag. Canek, the bag.

Canek, look.

My dad told me that that woman saved him from a bad investment

before my brother's death.

I'm looking for any report of a heavy loss

in the Urquiza Group around 25 years ago, but I can't find anything.

- Emilia... Emilia. - Canek, listen to me.

- I'm about to figure it out. I'm close. - I'm listening. Just eat.

- I'm so close. I just... - I'm listening. Eat.

- After... After Manuel's death... - Fuck...

The Urquiza Group started to grow and grow, on and on.

I think it's because of an extensive network of deals linked to the Army,

which means that whoever is benefiting from the Army's operations

has to be in touch with that woman.

Look. Look at everything I'm doing and writing.

The Army is still in the streets.

And they won't leave Tepito.

They want to control the main trafficking routes.

The sinister forces responsible for President Nava's death

are also responsible for framing Emilia Urquiza for his murder,

a strong woman who wanted to bring peace to our people.

Now she's fighting against injustice.

And it's our duty to fight too.

I...

Major General Raul Mejia...

support Diego's Laws.

And I denouce soldiers of any rank

who refuse to follow orders from their Commander-in-Chief.

Leave your posts...

and go back to your headquarters.

This is a call...

to stop the bloodshed,

and it's our responsibility

as citizens of this great nation

to fight for peace,

until our last breath.

Bunch of good-for-nothing assholes.

What? Are you going to slap yourself again?

Concentrate.

This is a riddle, okay?

With Barquet's order,

with those fucking Diego's Laws,

I'll be screwed for two reasons.

First, if they close off the border, it's almost impossible to smuggle product.

Second, if those little soldiers are back to their trenches,

I won't have any protection in strategic points.

The question is, how can we solve this problem?

How the fuck can we beat this bunch of assholes?

What were you saying, you little blonde prick?

You told me we have to know

when to smash and when to acquire.

If you can't beat them,

then there's no other option.

I don't know why, but today I woke up feeling very proud of you, Zyanya.

Come, let me show you something.

Come.

Zyanya...

do you think I can trust you?

Help!

Anybody?

- Chela, Chela. - Help me, Canek.

The girl's really hurt.

They were going to kill her.

Calm down. Come here.

They're annihilating these kids.

The Army is everywhere.

Sons of bitches.

Let's see. Calm down.

The Army opened fire.

You did the right thing bringing her in, Chela.

Let's see.

- They would've killed her if I left her. - You did the right thing, Chela.

Ovni!

- My father is going to die. - Nobody is going to die.

Get me some morphine.

They shot him in the chest. He's bleeding to death.

What's your name?

- Maru. - Maru.

- Let me see. - Can you take me to him?

Emilia, not now.

Emilia Urquiza?

This girl is Maria's age.

No one is going to die.

My father.

- Stop it. Stop talking. - My father.

What are you doing here?

What's wrong?

Should I make a list?

Come. I want to show you something.

PRESIDENT BARQUET CHOKES U.S. RELATIONS, SUFFOCATING MEXICO'S ECONOMY

I'm counting on you to control this.

Pepe, if you had notified me in advance,

I would have made a containment plan for Diego's Laws,

and for the election, of course.

I made a promise to this country, and I intend to keep it,

despite the dangers lurking around.

I understand.

I'm only asking you to let me do my job,

which is to support you

and shield you with people we can trust until the dust settles.

- Excuse me. General Mejia is here. - Thank you.

That's why I called General Mejia.

General...

I appreciate your public show of support.

It's an honor, Mr. President.

How are things progressing with SEDENA?

The situation has been chaotic since General Almada's death, Mr. President.

How can I help?

If there's anything you wish to tell me, I need her to hear it, too.

Very well, then.

I have reason to believe the X-8 cartel has infiltrated the Army's ranks.

The lack of a Secretary of Defense to lead the chain of command

has left an opening in the power structure.

I'm worried about who might fill that vacancy.

If the problem is an opening,

I suggest you fill it yourself.

EMERGENCY EXIT

LIEUTENANT ANTONIO CRUZ

Good morning, gentlemen.

I shall be very brief.

There's an antiquated model

of what the Mexican Army is,

an archaic, obsolete model,

which was led by General Bruno Almada.

But that's now a thing of the past.

And I'm here to offer you a new vision for Mexico.

What is this vision about?

An army subsidized by private investment,

in which your salaries... Listen very carefully,

your wages are commensurate to the tears,

sweat, and blood that you all spill for your flag.

I propose an army,

a unified battalion,

to protect strategic areas

throughout the city and throughout Mexico.

I propose, gentlemen, a real change,

a hard-hitting change,

and to break paradigms together.

If you haven't understood a fucking word, let me make it easier.

I propose a change that will allow you to earn lots of goddamn money.

Fellows...

BELIEVE, OBEY, AND FIGHT

My question for you now is...

Who is ready,

who wants to earn a shitload of money?

I do!

My contingency is here.

- Simon Chase. - Ms. Vargas-West. It's been a long time.

If the mountain will not come to Muhammad...

President Barquet.

Did I tell you it was Simon who introduced me to Diego?

Emilia asked me for a recommendation and I immediately thought of Ana.

I see that your loyalty to Ms. Vargas-West

doesn't extend to my administration.

Mr. President, I'm a journalist, and I call it how I see it.

Diego's Laws are causing total chaos.

We are in transition, that's all.

On both sides of the Rio Grande?

I would like to strengthen relations with your country, not strain them.

But I don't think I'll succeed without the support of the press.

Excuse us.

Shouldn't be long.

Where are we going?

Didn't you want to get away from it all?

Tell me where we are going, or I'll go back.

Emiliano!

Emiliano, come here.

Emiliano.

Open up, Emiliano. Come on out. We're going to be late.

Emiliano!

Emiliano.

Emiliano, come out.

Honey, we're going to be late.

Emiliano.

You need to stop blaming yourself, Ana.

I'm not blaming myself. I'm blaming you.

You lied to me from the beginning, ever since you recruited me.

You told me you were going to take moderate measures,

that we had our government's full support.

You knew how important this was for me,

and you used me.

I want to know who we work for.

A few years ago, my services, and thus yours,

were outsourced through the Agency by a...

private party with economic and political interests in the United States.

When you realize the CIA is nothing but an excuse,

a moral license to trample foreign sovereignty,

you understand its irrelevance.

So you went rogue?

The Agency protects itself from our actions with plausible deniability,

but rogue or not, we are always on our own.

No one answers for us.

Then what?

You sold our services to the highest bidder?

The private sector is always the most realistic way to push for change.

It's called capitalism, Monica.

The people who hired us invested a lot in you.

I want to know who they are.

I want to know under whose command did I help kill Diego?

Ana, you are extremely valuable to them.

Hey...

And to me too.

Don't go fishing.

There are sharks in these waters.

Psilocybin.

It's nature's antidepressant.

See? There.

You'll forget about everything with this.

So?

Haven't you ever tried it?

Yes, of course I have.

What is that?

Nothing.

We should go get him.

They'll kill us all.

He's going to die, Emilia.

So what? Should we just stay here and wait?

- Well, what the fuck do you want to do? - Whatever we fucking can! Anything!

What the fuck is wrong with you? He's dying.

Emilia, listen to me.

We're risking a shitload with you just being here.

That man is going to die, end of story.

- What's wrong with this bitch? - Emilia.

My father gave me this letter,

and I gave it to your uncle Manuel.

Dear Tomás, war took your father away when you were only a child.

By the time you read this letter, you will have lost me as well,

and you will be alone in the world.

You will find yourself immersed in moments of doubt.

You will even doubt yourself.

Don't let fear stop you, don't let pain destroy you.

You are an Urquiza, and nobody can break you.

No one can govern you.

Aren't you going to say goodbye?

In the name of the Father...

the Son...

and the Holy Spirit.

You're going to pay for everything you've done.

Even at the cost of my life.

You'll pay for this, Father.

Emilia.

- Are you okay? - I'm okay.

- Listen, we have to go talk to them. - Talk to soldiers? For fuck's sake!

They're not soldiers. They're scared children.

- They're hired assassins. - They're shooting to defend themselves!

Hey, listen.

Don't get yourself killed just because you feel your life is shit right now.

Hold this.

- For fuck's sake! - Back off!

All of you, back off!

Are you deaf?

Nobody shoot.

If you don't get back on the count of three, we'll open fire.

One!

Two!

Can we talk?

We won't leave this place until we get an order.

The President gave the order.

Barquet is not our President.

Mejia is not our General either.

Who then? Almada? He's been dead for three days.

Who gave you the order?

Look.

That guy over there. His name is Julian.

Julian is dying.

Well... let this serve as an example.

Why did you join the Army?

Because I was fed up. I was sick of feeling powerless.

How long have you been working for the cartel?

What do you want, ma'am?

I want you to do the right thing - to disobey your orders.

"The right thing"?

Like you did?

By assassinating President Nava?

I didn't kill him! I was framed by the same people telling you to stay in Tepito!

But this isn't your home.

It's theirs.

Leave now. Leave.

Neither your people nor ours have to get hurt.

Please.

Well...

I wouldn't stay here after we leave.

Things are getting ugly.

And once X-8 comes, it'll get worse.

You know...

my parents tried to prevent this from happening their whole fucking lives.

And look at me.

Here I am,

in the woods,

high as a kite.

Alone.

Alone.

I'm thirsty.

Come here.

Drink.

Better? Yes?

Mom...

Mom...

Hey, it's okay. Hey, hey.

Hey, breathe. It's all right.

There, easy.

Easy.

Turn around, you son of a bitch!

Go! Everyone, get out of here!

- Get out of here! - Ovni, let's go!

Move, assholes!

Chela!

Chela, let's go!

Let get her go, you son of a bitch!

Chela!

Let me go!

Let go of me, asshole! Chela!

Let her go, you motherfucker!

- Sons of bitches! - Let her go!

Chela!

You sons of bitches!

- Let me go, fuckers! - Let go!

Let her stand. Let her stand!

Let him go. Let him stand. I'll take care of them.

Let him go. I'll take him.

- Let's go! - Chela!

Walk.

- Are you okay? - Yes.

Make way.

How can you be with those assholes, Zyan?

I'm not with them, asshole.

Then how the fuck did you get us out of there?

To the left.

I have a van waiting outside Tepito so you can get out of here.

What the hell are you talking about, Zyan?

We can't just go. We can't leave our people like this. We can't!

You mean her. You can't leave her.

We don't have time for this shit. Let's go.

Can't you see I'm protecting you? I'm protecting us, Chela.

Then leave those fuckers, and come with us. Let's go.

I can't.

If I leave, they'll find us and they'll kill us.

Be careful, bitch.

Because those motherfuckers will kill you anyway.

Let's go.

The opening we talked about has already been filled.

What?

A civilian has co-opted a faction of the Army.

General Almada's corruption is a virus, and it's spreading.

Well, let's attack and eradicate them.

I suggest we wait.

Let their identities be exposed to see how big our enemy is,

and then we can create a dragnet, a series of coordinated actions.

I guess I can at least expect you to accept my offer.

I'm sorry, Mr. President. I can't be your Secretary of Defense.

A few years ago, my services, and thus yours,

were outsourced through the Agency by a...

private party with eco--

Are you being naughty?

I'm taking an advance on your offer.

URQUIZA GROUP ARTISTS' AGREEMENT

STATEMENTS

CONTRACT

13 SAINT ROMULADO, MADRID, SPAIN FEBRUARY 26, 1939

Yes.

TOMÁS AND RAMON 1958

PAROXETINE

I asked Rosa to light a fire.

I'm used to this weather, but you...

My father was an oilman in South Texas.

I admired him with all my heart.

One day, I found out he had three more families.

Three wives, three litters of kids.

The day I found out the truth about my father,

I became a businesswoman.

I realized there was a lot of competition to get his attention, his wealth.

THE GREAT ESCAPE

I turned a crisis into an opportunity for growth.

It's up to you to decide what to do with this.

MEXICAN DRUG TRAFFICKING HELPED EMILIA ESCAPE

A piece of advice:

it's better to accept the truth.

FROM FIRST LADY TO CONFESSED MURDERER

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