Mayans M.C. (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - Gato/Mis - full transcript

EZ continues to prove his worth as a prospect as both sides of the border must grapple with harsh realities.

COCO: Previously
on Mayans M.C...

I talked to Devante
Cano this morning.

He gave me this.

keep our eyes open.

Yeah, for now, only
the eyes in this room

until you're convinced
your charter is Judas-free.

Where's Coco off to?

He got a call, seemed upset.

I saw him yesterday...
Olympic Diner.

He was arguing with a
woman and he chased after her.

- The hell you doing?
- Just drive.


FELIPE: We did
some very bad things

for some very bad people.

Don't fuck with my family,

or I'll ruin you and
everything you love.

(speaking Spanish)

- The kid that was MIA?
- Hmm?

MAN: He came through.

EZ: Why does Adelita
need all this cash?

- Next phase of the plan.
- Which is?

I just get a little
piece at a time.

Don't do this again.

(cat meowing)


(speaking Spanish)

- (cat meows, purrs)
- (murmurs)


Quit drooling on
the fucking money.

My bad.

EZ: Adelita's picture's
gotta be everywhere.

She stays on the border...

It's just a matter of time.

She won't get
caught. She's smart.

EZ: If she doesn't
tell you anything,

how do you know she's smart?

(speaking Spanish)

ADELITA: The money?

ANGEL: Yeah.

The mercs gave us half now.

Half when they
unload the 6 keys.

We need to talk.



ADELITA: What is it?

ANGEL: Look...

I get it.

You got hundreds of
lives depending on you.

But I'm in this up to
my fucking eyeballs,

and my own guys are
starting to doubt me.

And what we're doing here...

if you don't trust
me by now, Adelita,

you never will.

And then we're fucked.

I need to know everything.

Soup to nuts.

Soup and nuts?

(light laugh)

It's a saying.

I need to know the plan.

For Galindo, the heroin.

I got in this to protect my
MC. I can't do that in the dark.

My real name...

Is Luisa Espina.

And there are not
hundreds of people

depending on me.

There are thousands.


I'll tell you everything.

(dramatic music)

♪ ♪

♪ Mother of exiles ♪

♪ The torch of hope ♪

♪ In the toss of the tempest ♪

♪ Threw us medicine's rope ♪

♪ But the brazen giant ♪

♪ With limbs astride ♪

♪ Blocks the golden door ♪

♪ To the US of lies ♪

♪ Screaming ♪

♪ Damn your huddled masses ♪

♪ Scrub our floors ♪

♪ Cut our grasses ♪

♪ I am a wolf ♪

♪ A wild cur ♪

♪ Cut from the pack ♪

♪ With blood on my fur ♪

♪ Every howl ♪

♪ Marks the dead ♪

♪ 'Cause a beaten dog ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Never forgets ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Never forgets ♪

♪ ♪

(bluesy pop music plays)

♪ ♪

Just heard from Taza and Riz.

Made it to Vegas.

Chinese have their product.

About time.

How many guys did
Galindo throw on it?

He matched us, four to four.

Taza said there were no bumps.


A moment, sweetheart?

What's your hit on that?

Splitting protection
with Galindo?

Well, if we can make
it work, it's smart.

Keeps the protection
money coming in.

Galindo shares half the risk.

We don't take the hit
if shit goes sideways.

You tell El Padrino?

He knows.


We'll keep Angel and Coco
close a couple more weeks,

prove to Alvarez there's
no fucking mole at our table.

Put all that noise to bed.

I'll take Coco with me.

Gotta bid on that
copper pool in Brawley.

Benny's getting a lot of heat

from the families of
our missing militia.

Gonna go reassure
her that the, uh,

redneck closets
are skeleton-free.


Just tell them they
joined a mariachi band

and moved to Mexico.


Stay close, mi amor.

JIMENEZ: Don't worry.

I'm off the clock.

Breakfast of champions.

We are the champions...

are we not?

What are you doing here?

I had some vacation days.

Took my wife and kids to
her sister's house up north.

Tried to trim the shrubs
on the back porch...


How the fuck do you
sharpen those blades?

Maybe you don't.

I'm gonna go put on some coffee.

Would you really
hurt my wife and kids?

I don't underestimate
any man's capacity

for despicable acts.

Kinda hoping for,
like, a yes or no.

Something a little simpler.

Then you're fucked.


The border property?

EMILY: Yeah.

I don't think there
would be any legal issue

if we pulled out of
the Santo Padre deal.

County might ask us to
cover some admin expenses.

But looking
through all of these...

Peña had to bend a lot of rules

to push this deal through.

If we burn her on this,

can't she make life difficult...

for other interests?

GALINDO: She won't.

She can't risk losing
more of our business.

I employ nearly
20% of Santo Padre.

Good morning, my love.


(speaking Spanish)

- (phone ringing)
- Permiso.


(sighs) She hates
that I'm doing this.

DEVANTE: She doesn't understand.

In her day, wives
weren't lawyers.

They just...

They just... took
care of the children.


(speaking Spanish)

(line rings)

(woman speaking
Spanish over phone)

(speaking Spanish)

(man speaking
Spanish over phone)

CHUCKY: There's
someone here to see you.

Says she's family.



You okay?

Not really.

What's going on, brother?

Who are you?

This is Leti.

She's my kid.

Bishop and Hank.
Looking for you.

Give me a minute.

It's a long, fucked-up story.

Can't wait to hear it.


BISHOP: We got
business, hermano.

-I'll fill you in on the
way. ANGEL: Yeah?


HANK: You're with me, Slick.

I need you on that
copper bid in Brawley.

I mean, Taza knows
copper way better than I do.

Yeah, well, he's
in Vegas, so, uh,

you'll do.

Wanna take the prospect?

He's got a yard shift.

All right.

Watch her, Boy Scout.

You make sure she
doesn't go anywhere, huh?

Yeah, of course.

Coco had some club business.

He'll be back in a couple hours.

- You can wait here...
- I can't wait.

- He just left?
- Had no choice.

- (scoffs) Bullshit.
- Hey, hey.

Where you going?

She seems troubled.

I'll keep that in mind, Chucky.


Hold on. Your dad
wants you to stick around.

Shit, that sounds weird.

He's only been my
dad for, like, a week.


I've only known him for a week.


Can you help me?

What's your name?

EZ. Ezekiel.

Mm. Like from the Bible.

And other places.

What's going on, Leti?


Who did this?

(flies buzzing)


Who the fuck is that?


Doesn't really paint
the whole picture for me.

He gave me a ride.

He seemed nice. We
hung out a few days.

Last night, we partied,
and he fell asleep.

I was just taking 10 bucks
to get something to eat.

He thought you were rolling him.

- What do we do?
- We?


Where'd it happen?

In his truck.

Rest stop off of 98.

Nobody saw anything.

Whose car is this?

Celia's. My grandmother.

Get in.

And put your shirt on.

We gotta clean shit up.

Start with the truck.

Get rid of any trace of you.

Then put Albert back
and make it look like

someone tried to jack him.

That makes sense.

You're really smart.

Yet, I'm here.

You can fuck me if you want.

(engine turns over)


I'm just trying to help you.

I don't want anything from you.


You should probably
be at your shop.

I called my weekend guy.

He's got it covered.

That stuff you showed me, the...

birth certificates
and the pictures.

It's real.


'76 through '84.


How'd you get out?

Same way I survived.

Blood and money.

The woman I loved was
pregnant with our first son.


Sorry for showing up like this.

I've, uh...

Been on a bit of a run.

I can see that.

Threatening your family
was a fucked-up thing to do.


For both of us.

EZ was just a kid.

Made a stupid mistake.

Making this deal was
the right thing to do.

I knew there'd be risks.

Always are.

But the pieces fit.

Get him close to the action,

his memory for detail...

In a year or two, we'd have
a fucking book on Galindo.

Then why are you unraveling it?

Not me.

My sack is getting pressed
by the US Attorneys.

They need something to
leverage against Galindo

and they need it now.


is above my pay grade.


I don't know how
high up it goes.

EZ isn't gonna press Emily.

He wasn't bluffing.

He'll face a yard of shivs

before he'd risk
hurting her again.

And if that happens,
neither one of us

is gonna be able to protect him.

GALINDO: What do we know?
- Got a call from our kid

inside the rebel camp.
Gave us their new location.

So we need to move now,
before they ghost again.

Still on the border?

Yeah. They're getting bold.

They're in the
industrial quarter

- on the edge of downtown.
- That's so close.

DITA: We just got a
call on the service line.

She wants to talk to you.

She says her name is Adelita.

(phone beeps)

(phone beeps)

(phone beeps)

Prep the money.

I want to have my
son in my arms.

You hit that location.

Slaughter every
fucking one of them.

DEVANTE: Come, Dita.

Truck's around the corner.

Past those rigs.

How'd you get him in the trunk?

It was dark. I...

backed up the car,
pushed him out of the cab.

(muffled rock music from car)

I'm stronger than I look.

(rock music playing)


Hey, Mom? Pop?


Mom? Help!

LETICIA: Are you still here?
- Help!

I'm here.

the big silver one.

Keys are inside.


Get back to the car.

I'll check it out,
then bring it around.

- We'll do the rest after dark.
- Okay.


That ain't your truck, Jose.

I'm just taking it to
Albert. I'm a friend.

Why don't you get
out of the truck, friend?

(keys clatter down)

Tell me who the fuck you are.

Well, apparently I'm Jose.

- You jacking this truck?
- Fuck off.


(both grunting)

- (bones crack)
- Aah!


What the fuck is it with
you and screwdrivers?


I didn't kill him.

Sorry if I don't
see that as a win.

Should've let them
kick the shit out of you.

I know you did it to help me.


(phone rings)


Where are you?

EZ: I'm with Coco's kid.

It's not good.

-Where's Coco?
ANGEL: Still with Hank.

-Meet me at the
pit. ANGEL: All right.

I'll meet you there.

Her prints are in that truck?

Yeah. Mine too, now.

Doubt the two
half-brains who jumped me

are gonna be a problem.

Not the kind of guys who
want cops asking questions.

We gotta get rid of
him and that truck.

(speaking Spanish)


Park the car at the
warehouse for now.

Wait till dark to make
this shit go away.

She okay?

EZ: I think so.

You mind taking her?

I need a break.

Yeah. I'll drop her
off at the yard...

come back and get you.

(tires squealing)

(siren wailing)

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Tags current on Grandma's car?

I don't think that's why
he's getting pulled over.

(phone ringing)

You see this?

She stole the fucking
car from Grandma.

P.D.'s looking for a felon.

Of course she did.


(siren cuts off)

(police radio chatter)

Dispatch, this is (indistinct)

requesting backup on a stolen...

Hey, hey!

(tires squealing)

My bad.

(police siren wails)

(siren wailing)

(tires screeching)


(siren wailing)

(siren wailing)

(tires squealing)

(hip-hop music)

(man rapping in Spanish)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(tires squealing)

(sirens wailing)

(sirens continue wailing)

(sirens continue wailing)

(bell rings)

(indistinct P.A. announcement)

I love you.

I love you too.

- Be back soon.
- Okay.


(bell rings)

(acoustic guitar music)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

COCO: How you
feeling, Boy Scout?

EZ: Little wet. Little tired.

Sorry about how
this all went down.

COCO: It's okay, man.

That shit that you did for me,

my family...

I wouldn't expect
that from anyone,

the table or otherwise.

Thank you, EZ.

Yeah, no worries.

Can I ask you something?

Why'd she just find
out that you're her dad?

I never knew you
had another kid.

I don't know.

Shame, I guess.


See, my family
tree, it's like...

it's like this invasive,
bloodsucking weed

that drains the life out of
every fucking thing it touches.

Gotta keep it away
from the things I love.

She's inside.

Come on, let's get a drink.

I'll be there in a minute.

Proud of you.

MAN (on TV): A kitten
can be overwhelmed

by all the new
stimuli of spring,

but gradually, it
follows the lead of...


She's in the bathroom.


Hey, Chucky, I-I'm...

I'm not sure what
you heard or...

what you know about her...

She's family.

Yeah, she is.

You know, the club
doesn't need to know

about any of this right now.

We gotta sort some shit out.


Family's important.

And I would like that someday.

Family shit.

To sort out.

I enjoy you, Coco.

(door opens)

Give us a minute.

The minute

and all the precious
minutes that follow

belong to you...

and yours.

Mm, what happened there?

I don't know.

Won him in a card game.

I'm not kidding.


I'm sorry I fucked things up.


shit got a little
out of control.

But I guess that's on me.

You know, I got two other kids.

Two different moms, and...

there's a reason why
I'm not in their lives.

It's better for everyone.

You see, everything I did,

no matter how
fucked up it was...

I did it 'cause I thought it
was the best thing for you.

Man, maybe it's some
bullshit, I don't know.

I'm sorry, Leticia.

I don't need you to be my dad.

When... when I knew we
were moving back here, I...

I was just excited to
know I had a brother.

I'm tired of having no one. Ha.

I'll make you a deal, all right?

Whatever this is, you know...

father, brother...


we'll do it different.

No more lying.

No secrets.

And no more fucking porn.


Come on.

Help me clean shit up.

All good?



Gonna wash up.

Not gonna happen.


(engine turns over)

(tires screeching)

BISHOP: Who's the
girl? HANK: Don't know.

HANK: Chucky.

You know who
Coco had in the car?

-The car? HANK: Yeah.

They just pulled out.
He had a girl with him.

Girl with him?

You all right, man?

CHUCKY: I'm all right, man.

Just, uh...

family is so important, Obispo.

Just trying to make
a connection here

and be part of...


But I can only do that

if I honor the trust
that others put in me.

Coco trusting you
with something?

The girl...

was it the same girl

you saw him with at the diner?

You get her name?

Was it Adelita?

CHUCKY: I don't know.

Lying to us would
be very bad, Chucky.

I can't hold lies.

There's not enough room.

All I know is, this girl...

she's very important to Coco.



Your partner?


Pedro the Thorn.

He make it out?

FELIPE: I don't know.

Don't know if he
wanted to get out.

JIMENEZ: Who's this?

FELIPE: My father.

Same as your old man.

(small laugh) Yeah.

Before he blew everything up.


The drink.

I guess.

Angry Ben.

Pushed all good shit
away that got near him.



I thought I could
change all that.

Star athlete, scholarships.

Law school.

Federal agent.

That's not how it works, son.

Your wins shine a
light on his losses.


That happen with you? And EZ?

He was the golden boy.

Gonna make us something to eat.


(bell rings)

(touch-tones beeping)

(line ringing)

Where's my son?

(baby fussing)


(emotional murmuring)

- Left, please.
- Thanks.

- To the left, sir.
- Thank you.

WOMAN: Go ahead.

MAN: Right this way.
- He has him.

He has him!

All right.


(speaking Spanish)

Follow me, please, sir.

Okay. Is there a problem?

Follow me.


WOMAN: This way.

Where are they taking them?

DITA: Maybe it's
because he has the baby?


MAN: Have a seat, Mr. Galindo.

What's this about?

I'm a dual citizen.

My son is a US citizen.

Yeah, we know.

Please, sit.

I need you to hand
me the baby, sir.


I understand this
is inconvenient,

but we need to check that baby.

Check the baby for what?

Weapons or... (laughs nervously)

Give us the blanket.


(whispers indistinctly)

- Yeah, yeah, pronto, pronto.
- (baby fussing)

Wait, that's not my...

(touch-tones beeping)

Yeah, I need you
to test something.


- I want to call my lawyer.
- I'm sure you do.

Take Mr. Galindo's son.
Find him something to wear.

A warm blanket.

- No, wait.
- Mr. Galindo,

don't make this
worse than it is.

(breathing hard)

(baby crying)




Bishop around?

He's in the Templo with Hank.


I was in the bathroom.

Front office.

Heard Bishop and Hank
grilling Chucky about Coco.

Asking him about Leti.

And if her name's Adelita.

What are you talking about?

Bishop thinks Coco's
the fucking mole.


That's why he's
been separating us.

Where's Coco now?

(soft guitar music)

♪ ♪

Beautiful fucking night.

Yeah, it is.

♪ I hear something
hanging on the wind ♪

♪ I see black smoke
up around the bend ♪

♪ I got my ticket
and I'm going to go ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ ♪

♪ The leaves have
changed a time or two ♪

♪ Since the last time
the train came through ♪

♪ I got my ticket
and I'm going to go ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ I want to go home ♪

♪ ♪

♪ My father's father's
blood is on the tracks ♪

♪ A sweet refrain
drifts in from the past ♪

♪ I got my ticket
and I'm going to go ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ ♪

♪ The winding roads
that led me here ♪

♪ Burn like coal
and dry like tears ♪

♪ So here's my
hope, my tired soul ♪

♪ And here's my ticket ♪

♪ I want to go ♪

♪ Home ♪

EZ: I'll lock it up.

♪ ♪

Night, Chucky.

Buenos noches.
Sleep well, amigo.

MAN: Lovely night for a walk.


(cat meowing)

MAN: Hola, el catito.


Ven aqui, ven aqui.

(cat fusses)


Tell me, my wise
felinous friend.

You roam behind
those rusty gates.

What unspeakable truths
lie twisted amongst the scrap?


Hmm. Hmm.