Mayans M.C. (2018–…): Season 2, Episode 9 - Itzam-Ye - full transcript

Dramatic revelations carve out different paths to vengeance.

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- Anything I can do to help
you or your family.

- The money transfers.

They were used to hire
a gunman to kill my parents.

- Ez knows a hit man
killed marisol.

He was supposed to kill you
too.

- Ez told you this?
- Yes.

He also knows that
the payments came from mexico.

Dita signed the checks.

- I need to know the truth

about what happened
in the desert.



Rebels, adelita, galindo,
palomo, all the pieces.

If not, I'll have ice pick up
felipe reyes.

- Your spanish is colloquial.

You didn't learn it in school.

- That I learned from an angel
in coatzacoalcos.

- Where's that angel now?

- [speaking spanish]

- this is potter

- the irish have nowhere
to bring their guns.

I'm sorry to be dropping
all this shit

in your lap right now but--
- you wanna bring them south.

- Aye.
We have contacts in tijuana.

- The vatos malditos.

- They're coming up here.



- You didn't tell me you guys
got into it with the mayans.

- [speaking spanish]

- hey, nothing's gonna go off
the rails with us here.

You got my word.

[gunfire]

[glass shattering]

- [grunts]

- [speaking spanish]

[gunfire]

- barely got a pulse.

- Call a fucking ambulance!
- Now!

- [groaning]
- you all right, man?

- I can't fucking see.

- Dr. Yee, please report
to radiology.

Dr. Yee.

- I can't believe they
discharged you already.

- [groans]

- two band-aids
and an eye patch.

Not even a fucking lollipop.

- What'd the doc say?

- Got about 60%
in the left eye,

less than 20 on the right.
[cell phone vibrating]

think it should eventually
come back.

Gotta see a specialist,
find out what's up.

- You in pain?
- Not much.

I'm just pissed, carnal.

Want every fucking vato dead.

How's riz?

[machines beeping]

- what's the latest?

- Doc feels good about
the surgery.

He stopped the bleeding,
pulled the fragments.

- Lungs are still fucked,
but, uh,

pretty boy is gonna
pull through this.

- Fuck yeah, he is.

Didn't even mess up his hair.
- [chuckles]

- riz is a warrior.
- Yeah.

- Ramos is on his way down.

Kings will be in santo padre
by morning.

- [groans]

[groans]

[groans]

[groans]

[crickets chirping]

not much sleeping going on.

- No.

- How long she been out there?

- About a half a bottle
of merlot.

Do you need anything?

- [clicks tongue]

[exhales sharply]

sit.

I fucked us up, hermano.

In this shadow game
with potter--

adelita was right.

I lost sight
of what I already had.

- You did what you had to do,
mikey.

- I did what I wanted to do.

- Hm.

- We never had secrets before.

Right, not like this.

Every lie I tell her,
I can feel it, man.

I get one in return.

- Maybe the same thing happens
with the truth.

Honesty buys honesty.

She loves you, mikey.

You can't fake that shit.

That's not a lie.

- [scoffs]

- I'm sitting down with
the kings in the morning.

- Why?

This is a charter play.

- Yeah, but the deal with
charming impacts the whole mc.

- Bish, they fucking
ambushed us.

Tried to wipe us out
after a sit-down.

- On tribal land.

- I know.
- Let's just get home.

Get some rest.
Put this on the table tomorrow.

- I'll stay with riz.
- I'm with you.

- Good.
Hey, keep us posted.

- [scoffs]

- let's get the fuck
out of here.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- ♪ 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 ♪

♪ ♪

"st. Anthony
(bonus track)"]

♪ ♪

- we talked to charming.

Soa is pissed.

Chibs reached out to palo.

I guess the vm see it as
getting their pound of flesh

for what happened
with the migrants.

- What happened with the vatos

in our backyard,
that was outlaw shit.

They took the risk,
they paid the price.

What happened last night,
that was fucked.

They broke every rule.

- I know.

If it was my charter,
I'd be upside-down too.

But we gotta look
at the big picture.

- Vm are the only ones

that can make
this gun transfer work.

Money from those irish weapons
will help fund the charters

that aren't cashing in
on the heroin,

and we owe it to--
- I get it.

- Carnal,

we know what the vatos did
was bullshit,

but if riz pulls through,

we didn't lose anyone.

And the vm sees it
as a settled score.

We move on--
- tell that to my fucking crew.

- Your charter makes the call.

They decide on retaliation,

but if there is...

It becomes a club-wide problem.

And you need to make that clear
at your table

as their president
and as a mayan shot-caller.

- Brother.

- Be safe.

- [speaks spanish]

- prez don't look happy.

[hands patting on backs]

- they heading out?

- Gonna stay at vicky's
till we sort this out.

- What's there to sort out?

- You're a smart man, coco.

You know what's at stake here.
- Yeah.

My fucking eyesight.

This shit don't get better,
I may never ride again.

- We're looking at millions
of dollars in gun revenue

for the entire
mayan organization.

- We're a fucking
corporation now?

That's what happened in there.

Ceos deciding what's best
for mayans incorporated.

[door opening]

I hope that involves
a fucking health plan,

'cause I'm gonna need it.

- Shit.

Oh, my god.

- I'll stay close.

- Mi primo,

see if he has time for me.

- [scoffs]
man, this is fucked.

- With a capital f.

I'll reach out to taza
and creeper

and get their proxies.

We'll vote on retaliation
this afternoon.

- Hey.

He okay?

- [scoffs]
he's not.

- Pop's on the way.
Needs to talk to us.

- About what?
- History.

That's all he said.

- My worst fucking subject.

- There you go, pop.

- Thanks.

The documents in the lockbox.

Ignacio cortina.

I grew up in a small town
with the galindos.

It was a dirt poor village

about 40 miles north
of hermosillo.

When I was a kid,
my grandmother took in

a bastard galindo's
old man fathered.

Saved the family from shame.

Ostracized by the church.

Jose never forgot.

- Shit.

- 20 years later
I was a federale in sonora.

Anti-drug squad.

One of my first big
undercover stings went bad.

Two innocents were killed.

My career was over.

Jose galindo made it
all go away.

Saved my job.

- You were in his debt.

- And that's where
the shit got complicated.

Now it's your turn.

I know you've been digging
into mom's death.

- Emily told you.

- She came to me with
some information she found,

terrified of what it meant.

- Money transfers.

We know who pulled the trigger.

A nomad, a member
of the north cali sons crew.

Still don't know who hired him.

- What did emily find?

- Bring everything you have--
everything you know--

over to my house tonight.

- Why can't you tell us
right now?

- I made a promise that
all parties would be there.

We all have a different piece
of the puzzle.

- How you gonna get emily

to the house without
galindo knowing?

- I'll figure it out.

I'll let you know what time.

[spanish music quietly playing]

♪ ♪

- grabbing something to eat.
You hungry?

- You should come with us, ez.

Gabi works there.
She's been asking about you.

- Ooh.
- Oh, yeah?

- Mm-hmm.

- She doing okay?

- Ask her yourself.

- Don't act like you got game,
junior.

Come on.
[laughing]

- kings road,
near the library?

- See you there.

[car engine turning over]

[engine rumbling]

[footsteps approaching]

- could you print them out
for me?

- I will.

- I just, uh, need my notes.

Sorry.
Didn't mean to interrupt.

- Oh, you're not interrupting.

I got this from
montserrat palomo.

Information about potter.

- It's a woman?

- A woman he loved.

And their child.

- Are you going
to threaten them?

- No.

No, it turns out this woman
was a key witness

in a capital murder case.

One of potter's first big wins

while working with
the mexican government.

- Sleeping with your witness?

- Mm.

- They'd throw out the case
and overturn the verdict.

- That's why
he kept it a secret,

even after his son was born.

- That would fuck
with his mexican tenure.

- Oh, he'd be done
in this part of the world.

- Why are you telling me this?

- Because.

I'd use this leverage
to help adelita.

And I don't want any more
secrets about her

or anything else.

Look, you were right, em.

I lost sight
of what's important.

You.

Cristobal.

My life on this side.

I don't want any more lies.

- Neither do I.

- I just want to know
that we can trust each other.

- That's all I want.

- I promise I'll tell you
whatever you wanna know.

- Okay.

- And I need the same from you.

- Mm-hmm.

- I know last night wasn't
about picking up steaks.

I just want the truth.

What's going on with ez
and his father?

First my mother,
then you--

- I told you.

I promised to make us
dinner last night.

- Emily, please.

[tense music]

- what do you want me to say?

♪ ♪

- ileana's clerk,

the one who conveniently
killed himself

to forfeit the better bid.
What happened?

- You think I had
something to do with it?

Miguel, it was a suicide.
They closed the case.

- Yeah, because peña pushed
to close it.

She didn't want her detectives
digging too deep

for fear of finding
something messy

that might lead back to me.

- Well, I don't know
anything about that.

- Oh, okay.

Well, then, what do you know?

- I know that this whole,

"let's not have
any more secrets, baby,"

is bullshit.

You don't trust me?

Fine.

Put a fucking tracker
on my ankle.

- Emily.
Emily.

♪ ♪

[speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

- no, thank you.

Marcus.

[speaking spanish]

[spanish music playing]

[speaking spanish]

- sorry.
It's our busiest time.

- When letty said you worked
in a restaurant, I thought--

- you did not think
I would be parked

on the side of the street.

[laughs]

[speaking spanish]

♪ ♪

[speaking spanish]

- it's a rough time
to being undocumented.

♪ ♪

ice raids,
border crackdowns.

Paranoia spinning from the top.

- I know.

They are with my family
in lodi.

It is less intense up north.

♪ ♪

- look, I know...

♪ ♪

you've got a lot going on
with work and school.

- I do.

♪ ♪

[speaking spanish]

- I guess I am.

- You guess?

♪ ♪

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

♪ ♪

- I would like that.

[spanish music playing]

♪ ♪

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

[door closes]

♪ ♪

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

♪ ♪

- hi.

♪ ♪

what is it?

♪ ♪

- I know you don't like me
very much.

- I love you, dita.

We all do.

♪ ♪

- I wanted to die that night.

[dramatic music]

the fire.
That was my plan.

♪ ♪

- I know that.

♪ ♪

- you know why?

♪ ♪

- devante?

♪ ♪

- yes, partly.

♪ ♪

devante was my connection
to the past.

♪ ♪

to the life that I loved
outside the circle.

♪ ♪

but mostly, emily,

it was because
I lost my purpose.

♪ ♪

as a woman,
as a mother.

I felt like I was no longer
needed or wanted.

- That's not true.

- Of course it is.

♪ ♪

miguel can't let go
of the betrayal.

- [baby cooing]

- the lie about his brother.

You have to support him
in that,

and this little one,
I'm afraid he barely knows me

from the four nannies
that take care of him.

- I'm sorry, dita.
I--

♪ ♪

I never wanted that.
I--

- I know.

And seeing what's happening
between you and miguel...

♪ ♪

I can't help but feel that I'm
at least partially responsible.

♪ ♪

I've been a burden.
- No.

- Yes.

I've watch the divide between
you two grow wider and wider,

and if you don't fix it now,
you will lose each other.

A marriage can't hold
that kind of distance.

[cell phone vibrates]

excuse me.

Hello?

- Hello, dita.
It's felipe.

- Yes, I know.

- I have a favor I need.
A big one.

- You talk to chibs?

- Yeah.

He thinks what the vatos did
was fucked.

He gets it if we have
to strike back,

but he also knows
the irish will move on

if we can't make it work
in mexico.

- Look, primo, you gotta do
what's right for the charter

and the mc.

It's a hard call.

Now, if you're asking
what I would do,

I got a personal stake
with the guns.

It's a promise I made
to jax teller.

Hard for me to look at this
without that connection.

- I know.

A fucking rock
and a fucking hard place.

- Where's your crew
landing on this?

- It's split.

- Coco, rightfully so,
is hell-bent on blowing it up.

I'm sure angel and gilly
are with him.

- Just got off the phone
with taza.

He lands wherever you do.

Same with me.

Creeper was on the fence,

but thinks the gun money
trumps blood.

- So it looks like you got
the call, prez.

Your vote sways the majority.

- [exhales]

obispo, this is why
I split the power

of the mayans
between three kings.

Handed the lead chair to you.

It's not the same club
I started, primo.

It's bigger,
sophisticated,

much more profitable.

The way mayans is growing,
in a few years,

you'll rival any syndicate
in the country.

- I guess we're not just
motorcycle enthusiasts anymore.

- We never were.

You up for the challenge?

- Yeah.
I am.

- Good.

- You miss it?

- Every fucking day.

I'm sorry I couldn't make it
to medina's funeral.

- I know.

His widow,
she appreciated the gift.

Getting used to wearing
those $1,000 suits.

- Yeah, it feels nice
to wear one

and not be in court.

I gotta go.

- Yeah.

[indistinct pa announcement]

[machine beeping]

- hey.
Talk to hank?

- Yeah.
I proxied our votes.

Any change?
- No.

Nurses came in and hooked up
a few new ivs.

That's about it.

Can I ask you something?

How come you never mentioned
you were part of the vm?

- Bishop knew.

I guess it just never came up.

- Hmm.

- Look, I was younger,
trying to figure shit out.

Who I was and what I wanted.

- Bad blood with you
and the shot-caller?

- Palo?

- Mm.

- Something like that.

I'm gonna grab a coffee.

You want anything?

- I'm good, man.

- I'm sorry what happened
to you, coco.

- Yeah, me too, padrino.

This my daughter, leticia.

- Nice to meet you.
- You too.

So you're the one who started
all this, huh?

- Something like that.

- Padrino.
- Angel.

- Missed you, bro.
- Likewise, kid.

- Padrino.

- Can I have a word with you?
- Sure.

I know you and your family
are close to mrs. Galdino.

Emily.

- Yeah, I guess.

Known each other a long time.

- Miguel and his family
are having

a difficult time
right now.

The fires,

everything going on
with the feds.

- I can imagine.

Something wrong, el padrino?

- You tell me.

First, miguel's mother
gets lost in downtown,

ends up at your father's shop.

He drives her home.

- Well, I didn't know that.

I've never met miguel's mother.

Wouldn't know her if I bumped
into her on the street.

- Right.

But then emily shows up
at your father's shop

and it was closed.

- You'd have to ask emily.

- Yeah, problem with that, ez,
is that for one reason

or the other,
emily isn't saying much

about anything to anyone.

Agra park win,
her friend at city planning,

the day clerk.

So many loose ends.

It's got miguel worried.

- Yeah.
We have history.

I care about her.

If she came to me for help,
I'd help her.

- So did she?

- I'm afraid only she
can answer that.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- I like you, son.

You have a future here.

You're smart,
ambitious.

You seem to have your
priorities in the right order.

♪ ♪

but you know what happens
if I find out you lied to me.

♪ ♪

- I do, el padrino.

♪ ♪

- all right.

♪ ♪

we'll leave it at that.

♪ ♪

- this table,

the brothers seated
around it...

It's all that matters to me.

You know that.

I'd take a fucking bullet
for any of you.

With alvarez gone,
the heroin expansion,

the dance with potter,

the center of the mayan
universe has shifted

from oakland to santa padre.

The irish guns will lock that
down as unshakable truth.

With that comes responsibility,

not just for me
but for all of us.

The entire mc.

Every charter will look
to us for direction.

We set the tone.
We decide the path.

You know what's at stake.

Vote your heart.

But don't ignore your head.

The vatos malditos.

Let's decide.

Do we seek vengeance?

- No retaliation.

[tense music]

- vengeance.
- Vengeance.

♪ ♪

- fucking vengeance.

♪ ♪

- if riz had died,
or coco,

if what happened
to you was permanent,

I wouldn't hesitate
to strike back,

but looking
at the bigger picture...

♪ ♪

for the entire mc...

♪ ♪

and for every man sitting
at this table,

I think it's in our best
interest to avoid retaliation.

Taza and creeper
proxied their votes.

They land the same way.
Majority rules.

♪ ♪

no vengeance.

- What about riz?

He get a fucking vote?

- Even if riz did vote
to hit back,

I'd break that tie.

- Who the fuck are we, man?

You telling me that
you're gonna sit

at the table with the vatos?

Pretend this never happened?

♪ ♪

'cause of money?

This ain't who we are.

♪ ♪

and you're wrong!

And you're all fucking wrong!

♪ ♪

- leave him.

♪ ♪

he can't hear anything
right now.

♪ ♪

- no offense, bish...

♪ ♪

but he really can't
see anything, either.

♪ ♪

we're not living with the fear
of that shit like he is.

♪ ♪

[spanish music playing]

♪ ♪

- I made appointments for us.

Jabonosa day spa.

- What?
I don't have time.

- Yes, you do.

- Dita, I--
- please don't argue with me.

[speaking spanish]

oh, we should all have
dinner afterwards.

Tio ama tia.

It's just down the street
from the spa.

♪ ♪

- perfect.

- I'll let him know.

- We should get going.

♪ ♪

- okay.
I got it.

[phone ringing]

[machine beeping]

table voted.

No retaliation.

- I hope that's the right call.

Coco and riz are gonna
fucking hate us.

- Maybe.

- I need to get some air,
brother.

I can taste the fucking
cancer in this place.

- I hear you.

Take your time.

- We'll be a few hours.

[dog barking]

[door opens]

- hey.

How'd the vote go?

- We're standing down.

- That's probably
the right thing to do.

- Tell that to coco.

[sighs]

what did alvarez want?

- Miguel knows something's
going on with emily.

- This shit?

- Yeah, I guess.

I played dumb.

- Alvarez believe you?

- No.

- Where's pop?

He said 7:00.

- I don't know.

He was gone when I got here.

[cell phones vibrating]

- fuck this guy.

- Right this way.

[relaxing music]

♪ ♪

- give us a moment.
- Of course.

- Where are we going?
- We're not going anywhere.

♪ ♪

- you have an hour and a half.
Don't be late.

I've run out of lies.

- Sorry.

I didn't know how else
to free you up.

It's time to talk.

[car engine turning over]

[engine revving]

she doesn't have much time.

- Em.
- Hey.

- You want anything?

- Um, one of those.

- Me too.

- No, that works.
[door closes]

please, make sure it's set up
before the groundbreaking.

No, that's fine.
Thank you, dominique.

[speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

[speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

- [speaking spanish]

- okay, so the money orders,
right?

The ones from mexico,

they matched entries I found
in a household ledger.

Same dates,
same amounts to the penny.

- Dita galindo.

- It's miguel's mom.

Jose must have used
her accounts

to avoid doj scrutiny.

- Why would galindo want you
and mom dead?

What happened?

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- I had an affair
with dita galindo.

♪ ♪

[exhales sharply]

it was after she lost her son.

Jose had checked out.
[chuckles]

dita was undone,

and I was there.

With her all the time.

Her protection,
her confidant.

It was a mistake...

But I let it happen.

♪ ♪

- holy shit.

- I ended it before
I met your mother,

but dita couldn't let it go.

♪ ♪

and when isabel
got pregnant with you,

I didn't trust dita.

I couldn't risk jose
finding out,

so we had to leave.

We became felipe
and marisol reyes.

♪ ♪

- wait a minute.

Mom was killed
over 20 years later.

Why would jose wait that long?

- Because he didn't know
you were here.

♪ ♪

until miguel moved here.

Ten years ago.

- Miguel had nothing
to do with it.

How--how could he even know?

- To take over the business.

I mean, the old man would have
told him all his dirty secrets.

- No, miguel wouldn't be
involved in a murder.

- [scoffs]

- okay, not then.

Not on this side
of the border.

- Then how did anyone know
they were here?

♪ ♪

- I'm sorry.

I don't know.

♪ ♪

- so what does this mean?

♪ ♪

well, what happens now?

♪ ♪

ez.

♪ ♪

what are you gonna do?

♪ ♪

oh, my god.

♪ ♪

- that look, ez...

The way you get,
the way you think...

- I'm not sure what I think.

- You've been chasing
this revenge for ten years.

It can't land on my husband.

- I know where your
loyalties lie, emily.

You made that very clear
that day at the indian casino.

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

You do what you have to.

- Oh, what's that, ez?

Tell miguel I had you
kill someone for me?

Then helped you find out
that he killed your mom?

[cell phone vibrates]

- [scoffs]

- what is it?

- It's potter.

- Why is potter texting you?

- He knows about
ignacio cortina.

He's threatening
to deport my dad.

He wants angel and I
to give him intel on adelita.

He's unraveled about the shit
that went down in the desert.

- Jesus christ.
Does felipe know?

- No.

[engine shuts off]

[exhales sharply]

- if I help you
with your father,

will you promise
to leave my family alone?

- What do you mean?

- I can get you information
about potter

and you can use it against him
as leverage.

- What information?

- You have to promise me, ez.

No matter what you believe
happened to your mother,

you won't hurt miguel.

- What do you have on potter?

- I know miguel wants to use it
to save adelita,

so there's not much time.

Think about it.

Please.

If you want to save
your father, let me know.

Soon.

[spanish music]

- mom!

- Hey, fucker.
- Ah!

- [laughing]

[machines beeping]

[curtain pulling back]

- I love you, brother.

Forgive me.

[rapid beeping]

[dramatic music]

- code blue, code blue.

- All right, stand back.

- What's happening?

- You need to leave, sir.

♪ ♪

- start compressions.

- Still in v-fib.

- Prep epi.

[rapid beeping]

- get another amp.

[indistinct chatter]

[somber music]

♪ ♪

[rock music playing quietly]

- thanks, chucky.
- Of course.

Anything you need,
johnny coco cruz,

I'm here.

♪ ♪

- just talked with taza.

♪ ♪

riz didn't make it.

Died 15 minutes ago.

His lungs gave up.

♪ ♪

call the kings.

Tell them the vote
is null and void.

♪ ♪

we're going to war.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[light music playing]

♪ ♪

[water running]

[faucet squeaks off]

- what are you doing?

- Looking for photos.

- Of what?
- Of galindo's mom.

- In the journal.

[spanish music]

[all laughing]

[both grunting]

- [laughing]

♪ ♪

[tense music]

[music playing in reverse]

[spanish music playing]

- hey.

Hey!

- It wasn't miguel who knew mom
and dad were here.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

it was dita.

- Why the fuck would she tell
her old man about the affair?

♪ ♪

- she didn't.

♪ ♪

you said
she couldn't let it go.

♪ ♪

that she was devastated
20 years later.

♪ ♪

dita ordered the hit.

♪ ♪

that's why she used someone
on this side.

The money orders,
the household accounts,

no follow-ups.

♪ ♪

if miguel or jose hired
the gunman,

then none of us would be here.

♪ ♪

it was her, pop.

♪ ♪

- I'm so sorry.

♪ ♪

I'm sorry.

- Oh, god.

[both crying]

♪ ♪

god.

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪