Mayans M.C. (2018–…): Season 2, Episode 5 - Xquic - full transcript

Previously on Mayans M.C...

There's a reason your life is
on the other side of the fence.

Every time you
cross that border,

your wife loses a
little piece of you.

I never did a paternity
or DNA test on Miguel.

I knew he was your son.

Does anyone else know?

No, of course not,

and no one ever will.

I don't get it. What
the fuck's this mean?

Isabel Varela,
Ignacio Cortina...



Those are their real names.

I saw pictures of Pop
with Jose Galindo.

Señorita Palomo could create

a most unsettling
wave of democracy.

We think Adelita might have
used her prenatal downtime

to create new relationships.

I know you have your reasons

for keeping things
on the down-low,

but I'd at least like to tell
my family I'm having a kid.

Let's wait until she's
born and we're all safe.

No, Adelita!

Queen bee's inside, gentlemen.

Come on.

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This is what we
have. Looks good.

Okay.

Yeah.

Major.

Mr. Potter, Agent Linares.

Sitrep.

Oh, yesterday's roundup.

You put her in a
fucking dog cage?

We didn't have a cell.

Jesus Christ.

She's pregnant, troglodyte.

Agent Collins, get her vitals.

Make sure the baby's okay.

I'm fine.

So is she.

Bathroom.

Don't you find it odd

that our Ivy League
prince took it upon himself

to track and snare the
deadly rebel queen?

A little out of character,
I guess, but we got her.

Cleared the board.

Yes.

We declawed the rebels and,
uh, handed Galindo the reins

to Sonora and eastern Baja.

And we control those reins.

Yet with all that control...

the rabble still rises.

Strikes, riots, civil
empowerment.

And with the inevitable tariffs,

I fear the left
will use the chaos

as a fast lane to
el Palacio Nacional.

Mr. Potter, we found a clearing

less than a klick away.

We can easily land a bird there.

Flying a Black Hawk in
the middle of a goat village

might undermine our need
for diplomatic discretion.

We will transport our
asset tomorrow morning.

We'll need a few
strategic scenarios.

"A few"?

I want options, Major.

We must assume
behind every local face

hides a potential spy.

And if we're being
watched or deceived...

we'll have to decide

which shell to
put the pea under.

Well, I have six men here,
another four on the way.

Is that enough for
your shell game?

We'll make sure you have enough.

Excuse us.

I'll need you to
reach out to Galindo.

I might need his help.

You don't care
about me or my child.

Answer the question.

We're taking you to a
federal holding facility.

We'll keep you
healthy and comfortable

until the birth.

Then...

we'll want to know all
the things you know.

We'll torture you.

But that probably won't work,

so we'll use your
child as leverage.

I, uh, have a theory...

A blasphemous one.

I don't believe King Solomon
was a wise man at all.

I think he was a
malevolent sadist

who just got lucky.

A mother's love
knows no boundaries...

Nor can it hide the
truth that holds it.

♪ ♪

When did you get back?

Just now.

Miguel.

Miguel, what happened?

We were, um...

taking Adelita to meet
one of her benefactors.

Potter's mercs tracked us.

We were trapped, a
village outside of Tecate.

Jesus.

When we realized
they were there,

Adelita grabbed a
gun and ran from us.

Made it look like
Alvarez and I were there

to hunt her down.

We told the mercs we
got a tip from the locals.

She sacrificed herself,

and I just let her do it.

She did it to protect
everything, baby.

- It was her choice.
- I know.

I just feel so fucking...

powerless and...

We've seen what Potter can do.

His head games and...

emotional torture.

He... he's gonna fuck her up.

The baby...

I should have helped her.

How did I let this happen?

The way you talk about her...

It's obvious there's
a connection.

Is it more than that?

Do you love her?

Wait, what?

No, no, no.

God, no.

Em, no, it... it's nothing
like that, all right?

There... there is no...

Look, I went from
hating Adelita...

to...

understanding her and, um...

eventually...

respecting her,

I mean, the things she did.

And for these past
few months, uh...

watching her
singular devotion...

I mean, this selfless
need to help her people...

I mean, it's potent and...

It's beautiful.

I grew envious.

I wanted some of that.

Mm-hmm.

You're right.

Hmm.

I've gone out of my
way to be around Adelita,

but it wasn't about her.

It was about me.

You know, the things
you did in the other world...

The conflict that
spun inside of you...

I was always your
touchstone, Miguel.

You know, our family,
our lives, your business...

Everything on this
side of the border

was honest and real.

That's the thing you
wanted to be around.

That's what you
thought was beautiful.

Oh, I still do, mi amor.

Look, I know I've
been distracted.

It's all...

Look, everything's
changed, all right?

This play with Potter, it...

It has so many moving pieces.

- I can barely know what...
- You know what?

You can lie to me, Miguel,
but don't lie to yourself.

Look, up till now, the DOJ
con has been nothing but a win.

Your drug trade
has nearly doubled.

More power, more territories.

I have watched you
ride that success.

You haven't
struggled with it, baby.

You've embraced it.

♪ ♪

I'm sorry.

I guess I just didn't see it.

I...

didn't realize I
was that far away.

I know.

I'm sorry to interrupt, but...

Hey. Please,
Marcus, not right now.

It's Potter.

Take it.

Let me know if
you need anything.

Em...

Yeah.

♪ ♪

Jefe.

What's up?

- Swole Boys.
- Yeah, uh...

We ran into them on
the way up to Stockton.

So did we... on the way back.

A fist-fuck of a snafu.

Riz went down.

Sorry, I never thought
they would be...

That's always my worry, Angel.

You never think
beyond the action.

The shit with Medina
kind of pulled focus, man.

It ain't his fault.

Hey, shut the fuck up, prospect.

You're right, Prez.

I fucked up, man.

You know, he ain't
know any better, but I did.

Let the table decide.
I'll take the hit.

Stand down till then.

Bishop! Alvarez on the burner.

What the fuck are you doing?

You want your jaw cracked again?

Sorry, I just...

- Prez hit you up?
- Yeah.

Who knew the Swole Boys
would be stupid enough

to go after the fucking M.C.?

We did.

Fuck, mercs got Adelita.

Gotta meet Alvarez and
Galindo at the warehouse.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Angel. Hey, talk to me.

What are you doing?

You can't do that here.

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Come on, Chucky.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Mother of exiles ♪

♪ The torch of hope ♪

♪ In the toss of the tempest ♪

♪ Threw us Madison's rope ♪

♪ But the brazen giant ♪

♪ With limbs astride ♪

♪ Blocks the golden door ♪

♪ To the U.S. of lies ♪

♪ 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 debt ♪

♪ 'Cause a beaten dog ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Never forgets ♪

♪ Every howl ♪

♪ Marks the debt ♪

♪ 'Cause a beaten dog ♪

♪ Never forgets ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Never forgets ♪

♪ ♪

I'm glad you're here, primo.

Taza.

- Thank you for coming.
- Of course.

They're up to speed.

Good, we should go.
Can talk on the way.

♪ ♪

Why would Potter ask you
to help transport Adelita?

Hobart's got an army.

I don't think he wants my help.

I think it's a test.

See if we can be trusted.

He's setting you up?

Look, if I'm Potter,

I'm starting to see
too many anomalies.

All the damage
he's done to the LO,

and yet rebellion
is on the rise.

Right, strikes, protests...

Killing the mercs
to save Mini...

he read that as a rebel reboot.

And yesterday's close call.

Maybe you being there
was a little convenient.

Yes.

Look, we've played this
smart right under Potter's nose,

but now he's not
quite sure what.

He just knows there's
something he doesn't know.

Friends in high places.

Señorita Palomo.

- You know Mr. Alvarez.
- Yeah.

And our associates
from Santo Padre.

I'm Bishop. This is Taza, Hank.

- Bishop.
- Pleasure.

Taza.

Navajo?

Mostly Apache, Comanche,
little Sephardic Jew.

That's a long
lineage of holocausts.

Amen, sister.

At our table, we
call you the saint.

I'm not the saint, gentlemen.

Adelita is.

Let's find a way
to bring her home.

Sorry for losing my shit.

Is it Adelita?

I know you had a thing for her,

but you really haven't
said much about it

since she locked down Galindo.

I haven't said much
of anything to you

since we locked down Galindo.

Good point.

You can now.

Say shit.

I'm here.

The man I thought
was Felipe Reyes

is waiting for a beer.

What should we say to him?

Nothing yet.

We need to get all
the intel from Happy.

Then we'll figure it out.

Yeah.

Can't wait.

Thank you.

You all right, mi'jo?

I'm okay, Pop.

I'm sorry...

for shutting you out.

I'm the one who's sorry, son.

I should have done more for you.

Paid attention.

I was so pissed off, Pop,

it wouldn't have mattered.

Everything you and
Mom tried to do...

it was just something
for me to hate.

Well...

I guess we're all
a little fucked up.

Sorry to bother you.

Taza called.

Bishops wants everyone at
the dress warehouse ASAP.

He say why?

I'm very rarely
privy to the "why."

I'm quite content to
be part of the "what."

Thanks, Chucky.

I'm very relieved to
see your familial ties

are once again tightly bound.

I hope to know that someday.

He's an odd little guy.

Ring the buzzer
when you're finished.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

♪ ♪

Right here.

It's confirmed.

Our Mexicali contact
in the Policía Estatal,

his whole unit's been
put on standby... 48 hours.

That only happens
for natural disasters

or diplomatic security.

And our girl at the U.S. border

confirms the U.S. side.

Her unit's been pulled off
patrol units for two days.

Some shit about
"assessing border integrity."

Potter cleared both
sides of the wall

to open up a fucking hole.

No camera, guards, or records.

Her unit covers the Alamo River

from the Verde Drain,

which means the feds
should cut a hole somewhere...

in here.

If Alvarez meets
the bullshit transport

at this exit... heading west,

safe house gotta be
somewhere between TJ highway

and the hole in the wall.

It's mostly desert, barren land.

Only a few small towns.

Palomo came through.

We had her use some
sway to check local records,

realty databases, see if any
outside parties recently bought

or rented with cash,
paid in advance.

The last month, there
was three cash buys

from outside the state.

30 acres of farmland
along this canal right here,

a warehouse near
the quarry right here,

and a two-story unit
in the hillside village.

It's not the farmland.

I can have my people
there in less than an hour.

Check the quarry, the village,
find out where they have her.

We need to move
while it's still dark.

We'll put our piece
together and head out.

We'll coordinate
once we're in place.

I'll do whatever I
can on this side.

When this goes down,
you need to be seen in town.

Just another day.

I know.

There are cars waiting
outside the tunnel...

Clean, with plates.

Everything else you
need should be here.

If it's not, I'll get it.

♪ ♪

When we get the
intel from Pablo,

we'll set up observation points.

Can't miss anything,
coming or going.

We'll put the prospect
on one of those.

Whatever you need.

How's the leg?

You know, sore.

- In a good way.
- All right, you're in.

Angel, you set up
in the Ariza tunnel.

- We need someone on comms.
- What?

No, fuck that. I
gotta be on this.

You know how this works.

Until we table what
happened in Berdoo,

you take a step back.

No, man, that can't happen.

Not now.

Yeah, it can, and
it just fucking did.

Man, fuck you.

You can't stop
me from doing this.

I'm going to Mexico to find her.

If you wanna fucking
stop me, rey de los mayas,

you're gonna have to
fucking put a bullet in my back.

♪ ♪

Whatever problem you
have with me, we settle it now,

'cause if you ever
call me out again,

shit on the respect I've earned,

I'm gonna cut you into pieces,

bury you in a fucking
hole, and piss in it.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Fuck you.

It's my kid!

Adelita... it's my fucking kid!

It's my kid.

Jesus Christ.

I'm sorry.

We connected that day at casino.

I started doing the
relief runs with her.

It just happened, man.

We didn't want to
step on business,

so we kept it quiet.

Anyone else know it's your kid?

No, no, she wouldn't
let me tell anyone.

You don't want
to argue with her.

Hmm.

Shithead.

Come here.

All right.

We stay in touch
on the sat phones.

Let's move.

♪ ♪

Any other vehicles
coming or going?

No, just those three.

You get a head count?

So far, we've seen three
teams bringing in supplies.

Definitely mercs.

Probably got a full
unit protecting her.

Good work, brother.

Collect your people.
Stay out of sight.

And the homeowner, pay him off.

- Gracias.
- De nada.

Yeah?

Taza.

You set?

Yeah, there's only one
way up to the garage...

Side stairwell.

- Got a clear sight line.
- Good.

- Alvarez know?
- Yeah.

He's keeping
Galindo in the loop.

I'm here.

We confirmed the safe house.

That's good news.

Do your thing today.

I'll hit you up
when I know more.

Thank you.

We're clear on our side, yeah.

- Cartel confirm?
- Confirmed.

Okay, hold on.

Hobart's ready.
Alvarez is in place.

As Sandburg
says, "Give it birth."

- Yes, go.
- Green light.

- You got it.
- Got it.

Track down Señor Galindo.

I think we should have
some face time today.

I am, uh...

I'm curious to
see if he'll blink.

Okay, let's go.

Yes, ma'am.

Hmm.

Adelita.

All right, we have
been activated.

You all know your
assignments. Gear up.

These are our locals.

Make sure they get
their next payment.

You got it.

That bastard in your belly...

it's the only reason I
haven't slit your throat.

♪ ♪

And maybe someday,

that bastard will slit yours.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Got movement.

We got six mercs...

and looks like a pregnant woman.

- That's Hobart with her.
- Is it Adelita?

Here they come.

Fuck, got her hooded.

Heading west.

Call it in. Let everyone know.

They're headed toward Alvarez.

This has gotta be the decoy.

We'll call Alvarez.

Why put Hobart
on a bullshit run?

He's their shot caller.

What if Galindo was wrong...

and that was Adelita
in the first one?

If the second one never leaves,

then we make that decision.

What decision?

Alvarez takes down
the fucking transport.

Trinkets for your darling?

Something like that.

I didn't expect
to see you today,

everything that's going on.

Sometimes things
run more smoothly

when I'm not around.

And besides, with your
men helping us now...

my mind's at ease.

Thought I might do a
little shopping myself.

Good for you. Enjoy.

Maybe you can help me.

New girlfriend.

I-I want to get her
something special,

something that says, "I
really want this to work,"

a, uh...

A thoughtful token
that establishes trust

and... and...

dare I say, commitment.

Mm.

Maybe buy her flowers,

take her to dinner,
or, you know...

just tell her how you feel.

The gifts, promises,
hyperbolic flattery...

At the end of the day,
they're meaningless...

hollow.

Hmm.

A woman worthy of your
affection would know that.

Hmm.

You are very wise, señor.

I know we got
off to a rocky start,

but our arrangement...

I really feel like
we're in sync now.

Would you agree?

I hope that's true.

You set the pace, Mr. Potter.

I'm just following your lead.

Trying not to make the same
mistakes my father made.

Good luck with the girl.

Thank you.

Hmm.

I, uh... I think we need
to change our plan.

Why?

Did Galindo blink?

No, but, uh,

I'm afraid I may have.

I can't read him.

I don't like that.

Let's, uh... let's play it safe.

Call Hobart's men.
We'll go to scenario three.

- Okay?
- Yeah.

Must have been rough
doing eight years...

looking at 20.

Shit, 18 months in Chino

almost killed me.

You figure it out.

After a while...

It's all you know.

You mad I didn't
come up that much?

No.

- I was a shitty brother.
- Not anymore.

♪ ♪

You're gonna be a
good father, Angel.

♪ ♪

What happens here, bro?

You know, with her...

a baby?

You know I'ma fuck it all up.

♪ ♪

Your promise to Adelita...

carrying the weight
of that secret...

The shit that went down

with you and
Bishop last night...

Clearly, you put
your family first.

Look at us.

Fucking cholo brigade.

♪ ♪

Everyone talks about
love and family...

But people don't do
what you're doing, Angel.

In any world.

♪ ♪

And if you ever forget that

or have any doubt
about how good you are,

I'll be there...

to slap you in back of the head.

Gentle reminder.

♪ ♪

Got something.

It's déjà fucking vu.

This has gotta be them.

♪ ♪

That's it.

♪ ♪

This is it. Gear up.

♪ ♪

Get your gear, boy scout.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

What the fuck?

Coming.

♪ ♪

He's staying on
course, due east.

We gotta do this
before he hits the desert.

If Potter has
state police on call,

that backup will be too close.

Gives us about 20, 25 miles,

but the towns get more populated

before we hit the sand.

Yeah, we should do it soon.

This is about as remote
as we're gonna get.

Copy that. Eyes are open.

Hi, Felipe.

How are you? Ooh.

I'm good.

Okay, what do you need?

I have more stuff
inside the box, of course.

No, I'm good, thank you.

I just wanted to, uh,

talk to you for a little.

♪ ♪

Okay.

Wait a minute.

♪ ♪

Here, sit down.

Oh.

What's on your mind?

♪ ♪

You know what's going
on with Miguel's mother.

♪ ♪

Her mood, her behavior,
it's just taking a toll...

on Miguel, me, the family.

We're just trying to figure
out the right thing to do.

If this is about me driving...

Dita back home, Alvarez
already put me on, uh...

No, it is about...

you and Dita,

but I am not trying to
push you away, Felipe.

The other day, I
saw your truck parked

near the medical building

where Dita had her appointment.

♪ ♪

I'm guessing she spent more time

talking to you than her shrink.

Well, you're gonna
have to ask her that.

That is the problem:

she won't tell us anything.

♪ ♪

Do you know what
happened that night?

The fire?

Yes.

Then you understand
why we're worried.

I don't know anything
more than you do.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

That's you...

with Dita.

♪ ♪

Ignacio Cortina.

Federal police out of Sonora.

Were you working
for Miguel's father?

Protection?

Where'd you get this?

I found a similar
photo in Dita's room.

I knew it was you.

It just didn't make any sense,

so I went to storage, looked
through family records,

found these...

All with Dita's personal stuff.

Travel itineraries.

Like, that's Venezuela.

There's New York,
San Francisco, Venice.

There was more in the box.

You were with Dita
every time she left Sonora.

Her...

protector?

These things...

They were buried in a box.

They were there for a reason.

They should have been burned.

None of this can
help you or Dita.

You have to trust me, Emily.

This history...

All it will do is hurt
the ones you love.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

Does he know...
about the photos?

All the stuff you found?

- EZ?
- No.

Miguel, your husband.

Has he seen it?

No.

No one has.

♪ ♪

Keep her quiet.

Gotta do it now.

We're moving in.

Right behind you.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Hey, we got a tail.
You clocking this?

What is going on?

Dude, her water just broke!

Motherfucker!

♪ ♪

What the hell is this?

No idea.

♪ ♪

You okay?

- It's not her.
- What's the plan?

Just drive.

♪ ♪

Fuck!

She's gotta be in the first car.

Wasn't a decoy.

Alvarez will have
to take the car down.

Yeah, I got Alvarez's
sat phone lighting up.

He's got about a half
an hour before he hits TJ.

This time of day,
it'll be jammed.

Stop-and-go traffic.

Fuck.

♪ ♪

It wasn't stopping for the kids.

What are you talking about?

There was a third car,
a blue station wagon.

I saw it when I went
back for the gear.

It pulled in front
of the carport.

I-I thought it
stopped for the kids.

Shit, it was waiting
for other passengers.

Prospect, who was in the car?

Too far for details,

but it looked like
a man and woman.

Woman could be one of Potter's.

If the station wagon's
heading to Mexicali,

had to stay south to avoid us.

Yeah, but once you
clear these two towns,

everything leads to Route 2.

It's the only way to
the hole in the wall.

If Alvarez has to take
down that transport,

who knows what the
fuck Potter will do?

Everything blows up.

If she's in that third car,

we can catch it
before Alvarez crosses.

You won't have
to make that call.

♪ ♪

We can buy a ride to the tunnel.

♪ ♪

Then pick your crew.

Go get Adelita.

- Creep, you with us.
- All right.

- Let's move.
- Let's ride.

Yeah.

What's your ETA?

We just crossed marker 234.

Everything good with our asset?

Yeah.

Okay, good.

That was Agent Collins.

Scenario three's going smoothly,

so Adelita should be
here just about sunset.

Lovely.

- And our army limousine?
- On schedule.

I didn't think you'd want
two tactical Humvees

sitting by a hole in the
wall until it was dark.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Yeah.

Okay, primo, let us know.

Adelita wasn't in the other car.

♪ ♪

What do we do?

♪ ♪

Load everything we got.

♪ ♪

♪ Black is black ♪

This might be it.

♪ I want my baby back ♪

♪ It's gray, it's gray ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Since she went away ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ What can I do? ♪

That's it.

♪ 'Cause I-I-I-I-I,
I'm feeling blue ♪

♪ ♪

Someone's coming up pretty hot.

Should I call it in?

Hold on.

♪ ♪

♪ She'd be here today ♪

♪ ♪

♪ But she'd go in time ♪

♪ ♪

Shit.

Yeah, call him.

♪ What can I do? ♪

♪ 'Cause I-I-I-I-I,
I'm feeling blue ♪

♪ ♪

Yeah.

Shit.

♪ ♪

Give it to me.

Hello? What's happening?

♪ ♪

They're definitely
not friendlies.

We're trying to outrun them.

♪ ♪

Hello?

Agent?

Linares, call our friends
at Policía Estatal now.

♪ ♪

Agent Collins!

♪ I can't choose ♪

♪ It's too much to lose
when our love's too strong ♪

Shit!

Get ready!

♪ Maybe if she would
come back to me ♪

It's the fucking M.C.

♪ ♪

Collins!

♪ ♪

That's her! She's in the back!

- You gotta slow it down!
- Hold on!

Hey, Coco, ready, ready, ready?

Easy, bro! Careful!

Yeah, go, go, go, go.

♪ ♪

♪ 'Cause I-I-I-I-I,
I'm feeling blue ♪

- It's not slowing down!
- What are you doing?

♪ 'Cause I-I-I-I-I,
I'm feeling blue ♪

♪ ♪

Fuck, y'all.

- Oh, Jesus, thank God.
- Angel?

Come here, come here,
come here, come here.

What are you doing here?

What do you mean?

You have to go, all of you.

What are you talking
about? We came for you!

No, I can't go.

This is what needs to happen.

Potter thinks I'm the threat.

If he has me, he'll stop
chasing everything else:

Montserrat, Galindo.

It all keeps going,
everything we planned.

No, that... come on, please.
Come on, come on, come on!

Angel, I need you to
keep it going, please.

Promise me.

Come on, Angel, we gotta go!

We'll be fine.

- Please don't.
- You have to let me go.

Please don't.

Angel, come on, dog! Come on!

♪ ♪

Okay, Angel, we gotta go.

Come on. Come with me.

Come on, hermano!

Angel, we gotta go! Now, go!

- Go!
- Come on!

- Let's go! Let's go!
- Go, go, go, go, go!

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