Mayans M.C. (2018–…): Season 5, Episode 10 - Slow to Bleed Fair Son - full transcript

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♪ Were you there ♪

♪ When they crucified ♪

♪ My Lord? ♪

♪ Were you there ♪

♪ When they crucified ♪

♪ My Lord? ♪

♪ Oh, sometimes ♪

♪ It causes me to ♪

♪ Tremble... tremble ♪

♪ Were you there ♪

♪ When they crucified ♪



♪ My Lord? ♪

Let us pray.

That they find rest
as they lie in death.

The devout are taken away.

And no one understands
that the righteous

are taken to be
spared from evil.

That those who walk uprightly

enter into peace.

That they find rest

as they lie in death.

In the name of the Father,

the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Amen.



Your father was very proud.

I'm so sorry.

Your father was a good man.

I'm sorry for your loss.

What the fuck are
you doing here?

Your father...

he used to work for mine...

This is for friends and family.

And you ain't either.

You're right.

I'm not.

My condolences, just the same.

You okay?

My mom's
funeral was packed.

People had to stand
in the back, that...

It was pathetic.

I guess it was deserving.

Ezekiel?

I...

Uh...

It's a, it's a...

it's a beautiful day, isn't it?

I mean, besides...

Go on, I'll catch up with you.

- You sure?
- I'll catch up with you.

Uh, it seemed only appropriate

that I make an appearance.

Seeing that it was...

I who dotted the "i"

on Ignacio Cortez's
American Dream.

I...

You hear that?

Birdsong, birdsong.

As they fly above us,

blissfully unaware
of the drama below.

No matter how awful the moment

we may find ourselves in,

the world keeps spinning,

the birds keep singing.

I mean, surely you know
this is all meaningless.

I mean...

We are each

meaningless.

Uh...

I had hoped that would
offer you some peace.

As it does for me.

We are each one tiny story

in a universe filled with

trillions upon
trillions of them.

Give or take.

And no matter how much
it may hurt today...

now matter how utterly

important

our-our actions may seem to us

at any given time...

we will...

eventually...

be simply forgotten.

When the, uh, end...

comes for you, Ezekiel...

know that somewhere

the birds will still sing.

Good day.

Bye now.

I need to know.

I need to know what
happened to her.

What if you don't like
what you find out?

It's my fault.

Jaz, it's not y...

She's my little sister.

I was supposed to
look out for her.

She's
my little sister.

I'm sorry.

Thanks for watching her.

How was the funeral?

I don't know.

Sad?

Right.

Sorry.

Did you ever meet him?

What's gotten into you?

My sister's dog used to do that
to her when she was pregnant.

But she was a golden
doodle though.

- What'd you just say?
- Golden doodle.

It's, like, a golden
retriever and poodle.

They're really cute.

You're right, it was
the clutch lever.

She's beat to shit, but...

thanks for having
them get her running.

What?

You're not gonna
believe who's here.

What the fuck?

Why is this motherfucker
still alive?

Tell me where Jess is.

I'll tell you what
happened to your father.

They're ready.

Taza spoke to Bishop.

He wants back in.

I want to bring it to the table.

It'd mean a lot to me.

Personally.

Fuck Taza.

He wanted out, he's out.

Ain't our fault he didn't
find what he was looking for.

Pipeline.

We missed last
night's drop to Cole.

Word's gonna spread fast
about the cookhouse.

I'll speak to Gretton
tomorrow, find a new location.

Today we finish the war.

Fuck them all!

You wanna go to war?!

Fuck them!

Most people fear war.

They fear the possibility
of being carried

by six of their brothers.

Or being judged by
12 of their peers.

If that's how you feel today...

Then you're a fucking coward!

Fuck yeah!

No!

Then you're smart.

War is an ugly business.

The possibility
of death is real.

The possibility
of prison is real.

So why do we do it?

Not out of hate.

Let our enemies act out of hate.

Hate can only get you so far.

We fight because we love.

Because we love our brothers.

Because we love our family.

Familia, familia.

And we want
them to be safe.

Today...

anyone wearing a reaper

is an enemy.

Yeah.

About time.

If they strip it, they can live.

If they don't...

the streets of San
Bernardino will run red.

It is the end of their era.

It is the rise of ours.

They closed their chapter
with a shotgun blast.

So let's ride out to war.

War! War! War!

War! War! War! War!

If you ride out into
hell with me today,

I promise you peace tomorrow.

If you help me annihilate
our enemies today,

I promise you laughter,

and an embrace from the
brother next to you tonight.

I promise you we will
celebrate tonight.

But first...

let's cry havoc.

And let slip the dogs of war!

War! War! War!

War! War! War! War!

War! War! War! War! War!

War! War! War!

War! War! War! War! War!

Let's fucking ride!

War! War! War! War!

War! War!

- Move! Move!
- Hey, watch it!

Goddamn.

Fuckin' hell.

Wait, wait!

This can't be it.

I-I was right.

It's you, but...

this can't be it.

There has to be more.

Wait, wait, wait!

I'm not ready.

I'm not ready for
this to be ov...

♪ Well here, babe, look at you ♪

♪ In love with someone else ♪

♪ Turned out like
all the others ♪

♪ Leave me by myself ♪

♪ That's how it
works, I guess ♪

♪ And you like all the rest ♪

♪ Guess I can handle it if
that's the way it is... ♪

Hey.

Listen, what happened...

It doesn't mean shit.

You don't mean shit to me.

That's a lie.

You meant too much to me.

You showed me a
smidge of kindness

when I was in a
bad place and I...

twisted myself up in knots

to thank you for it.

But that's my shit, not yours.

You're a beautiful,

sad man.

But you're also a piece of shit.

And that doesn't hold the
allure it once did for me.

I got to go figure my shit out.

And, baby...

you ain't it.

What's up?

Cielo.

She's been texting around.

Asking about Jess.

And now she's
stopped showing up.

Hasn't been back since she saw

what went down
with Diaz and Jinx.

And that's on you.

Why me?

I didn't shoot Jess or Diaz.

What the fuck did you just say?

Nothing.

I just...

I just don't want to
have to kill no chick.

Go see her.

Tonight.

♪ I'm in love with
rock 'n' roll ♪

♪ It satisfies my soul ♪

♪ And if that's all there is ♪

♪ It ain't so bad ♪

♪ I got rock 'n' roll ♪

♪ Save me from the cold ♪

♪ If that's all there is ♪

♪ It ain't so bad ♪

♪ I got rock 'n' roll... ♪

♪ If that's how it has
to be, I won't get mad ♪

♪ I got rock 'n' roll... ♪

Hey, yo.

You seen my brother?

I haven't seen him for a minute.

We did it, P.

We fucking did it.

Hey, P.

Need anything?

You good?

Yeah, I'm good.

There you go! There you go!

One more big push.

- Come on, breathe and push.
- I can't!

Breathe and push,
mama, come on, come on.

You got this.

Again, come on!

Here he is.

Oh...

You did it, mama.

We did it.

Where is he?

Where is he?

Here you go, ma'am. They'll
record all the scores.

- Okay.
- You're beautiful.

I'm proud of you, Iz.

Welcome, little one. Hi.

Well, you've outworked the
interns and the clerks.

This new generation,
it's unhealthy.

They believe in hydration

and eight hours of sleep.

Well...

let me help with the hydration.

I'm not superstitious,

but isn't it a little
premature to celebrate?

Well, less a celebration
and more just,

uh, Novocain before

tooth drilling.

Well, it's not
gonna be my molars.

And I'm gonna be
holding the drill.

Potter's definitely
working on something.

Of course he is,
but it's too late.

Tomorrow night,

Miguel Galindo is going
to be sitting right there

with his $2,000-an-hour lawyers

in their $5,000 suits

and he is going to...

nail Potter

to the fucking cross for us.

RICO,

witness tampering,

murder,

procurement of funds,

misappropriation
of public funds.

Violent crimes in
aid of racketeering.

We are
just a hair away

from war crimes.

There's been some buzz about
the Mayan motorcycle club.

Yeah, yeah, he's got his greasy

fingerprints all over them, too.

But nobody cares about a
bunch of low-level dirtbags

when we've got corruption going
all the way to Washington.

Have you read a newspaper
in the last six months?

I don't believe anybody's read a
newspaper in the last six years.

Fine, have you scrolled
through your newsfeed

in the last six months?

All anybody cares
about is this...

Southern California war

between the Sons of
Anarchy and the Mayans.

Bodies are piling up.

And murder is a lot sexier

than "misappropriation
of public funds."

If Potter somehow pulls a
rabbit out of his ass...

he'll be untouchable.

Bullshit.

This is too big.

What do you think the
White House would rather?

Crucify one of their own?

Or deck 'em in medals and
give 'em a fucking parade?

It's not gonna be a parade.

It's gonna be a fucking funeral.

Trust me.

Now get out of here.

- I got work to do.
- I'll leave the bottle.

Yo!

I see you!

I see you inside there.

Open the door!

Downer, um...

what are you doing here?

I heard you been having
some car trouble.

Yeah.

Is it serious?

Um, I don't know.

Maybe it's the timing
chain or something.

I can't afford to get
it fixed right now.

Anyone home?

Um...

my roommate's sleeping.

I didn't know you
had a roommate.

Yeah.

Helps with the rent, so...

All right, well, come on.

I'll give you a ride.

No, i-it's okay.

We're slammed at the clubhouse.

We need you.

I'm sure Treenie can handle it.

Hey.

What about Jess?

What?

You said "Treenie."

You didn't mention Jess.

No.

- I mean... I-I just meant...
- I hear you been asking

a lot of questions about Jess.

Come on.

I'm not gonna ask again.

Fuck.

I know you're not a bad kid.

And I know you ain't gonna
tell anybody anything,

but I can't turn around...

No!

No, Downer!

Please.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Didn't want to wake you.

You should've.

I'll be gone
most of the day.

When you get home,

we should talk.

What's wrong?

Nothing. Nothing's wrong.

What are you all smiling about?

Nothing.

Where you going?

My brother
wants to go for a ride.

You guys never do that.

Not for a long time.

But if you want to
talk, I can, uh...

can meet up with him later.

We'll talk tonight.

I love you.

You're late.

I ain't the one
asking for a favor.

So, uh...

want to tell me, uh, what
you, uh, need this for?

To kill every motherfucker
in a Mayans kutte.

Oh, hell no.

You know what they'd do
to me if they found out?

I'll fucking pay you double.

No.

Triple.

- You scared of 'em?
- Shit.

I ain't scared of no one, homie.

Come on. You know Dogwood
hold down these streets.

Then give me the gun.

100% absolutely fucking not.

Fine.

Then I'll go find
one somewhere else

and come back and
fucking shoot you first.

You got anger issues, girl.

You know, you got to
learn how to breathe.

You got to take it
in. You got to...

They killed Coco!

They killed Hope!

- Hope's gone?
- Yeah, it's their fucking fault.

As long as they have that patch,

they don't give a
shit who gets hurt.

Everything that's happened
leads back to them.

Your dad chose this
life, all right?

I know Coco wouldn't
want this for you.

Well...

he's not here to stop me, is he?

No one is.

Hey, be careful, huh?

Dad.

There's someone here to see you.

Oh, shit.

Slim pickings.

Is he healthy?

Mm, Mom?

She's a warrior.

Yeah, they all are.

We'll never be that tough.

I don't know what
I was thinking.

I'm too old to start over again.

I stayed up last
night doing the math.

How mu ch more longer
am I gonna be around?

Junior high.

Maybe graduation.

- I'll never meet his children.
- Hey.

You don't fucking know that.

I mean,

he could always knock up
some chick when he's 13.

You're fucked up,

you know that?

You think I'm doing
the right thing, primo?

I think, for the first
time in our lives...

I know for absolutely
fucking sure that...

one of us is doing
the right thing.

Go back in there.

Spend every fucking
minute you can with him.

Want to meet him?

Another time.

This is your moment.

You go be with
your family, yeah?

- Uh, sorry.
- No, it's okay.

I have to go to San Diego
after dinner tonight.

That'll be late.

Yeah.

But, uh...

I have to meet with...

an ally.

Someone willing to
help with our future.

I'm gonna save us.

I promise.

It's all in motion.

The three of us.

Free.

Together.

Forever.

Will you wear that?

Tonight?

For me?

Mm.

- Luis is getting the car ready.
- Mm.

The fuck? Hold on.

Hey.

Can I talk to you?

Talk.

I have a message.

From Creeper.

♪ You came ♪

♪ In the room ♪

♪ Left the same ♪

♪ And I should've shouted out ♪

♪ Your name ♪

♪ But now as I
wait here in vain ♪

♪ Knowing I'll never
see her again. ♪

Let's go!

Come on, come on!

This is where I'd
always go to clear my head.

To be alone.

What?

Nothing.

The fuck you smirking for, then?

- You've been here before?
- Bro,

I used to bring chicks
here all the time.

Oh, what the fuck, bro?
This is my sacred place.

You know, it still can be.

I just wouldn't run a black
light over those tracks.

Oh, you're the fucking worst.

I thought you were
afraid of heights.

I am.

But you know, Pop's truck
only had so much space.

And girls thought
this shit was special.

Girls and you, I guess.

Fucking hate you.

Fucking hate you.

Hmm.

I'm sorry,

you know, that you
didn't get to...

with Pop.

We knew where we each stood.

Luisa's gone.

She left us.

That's why they
were at Pop's house.

I was staying
there, they were...

they were looking for me.

I led them right there.

And now that Pops is gone...

I'm all that Maverick has.

Me.

This fuckup.

I have to go, EZ.

Where?

I don't know.

Just not here.

Not dead.

Not dead in a bar fight.

Or an alley or...

or some fucking
wreck on the freeway.

I have to live.

For him.

You know, when
I was locked up...

the one thing that kept
me from wrapping a sheet

around my fucking neck...

it wasn't Emily, and
it wasn't Mom and Pop.

It was you.

I couldn't do that to you.

I couldn't leave you.

So now you want to
go and leave me.

- No, bro, that's not even...
- No, I get it.

Hey, remember when I
was heading up to college?

You talked to me
the night before.

You were mad that I was leaving.

You said...

"You can go, but
don't fuck it up."

Hey. You can go, but
don't fuck it up.

I just wanted
the room to myself.

Hey.

We'll do it right.

I'll take it to
the table tonight.

You did it.

You put the Mayans on
top, just like you said.

Some shit no one else
could have ever done.

Not Bishop.

Not even Alvarez.

You truly are the one king.

But you're still my annoying-ass
know-it-all little brother.

I still had you on
that straightaway.

Bro, keep dreaming.

I wouldn't lean there.

Oh, bro, this is safe.

You remember Jenny Rojas?

You're fucking disgusting, bro.

g me,

but to be honest, it's all
just incredibly fucking boring.

Hmm.

I got a call from a
friend on the force,

said that someone
surrendered to the police

with a wild story that
I might want to hear.

You remember our deal. Yeah?

Yes, I remember everything.

When prudent.

Hello.

Now just tell these
agents what you told us.

We're all ears.

Every day I get older,
he gets heavier.

One day he'll be carrying
me up these stairs.

Shit. We left
Mr. Owl in the car.

If he wakes up
without him, uh...

Uh, yeah, look,
here, you take him.

- I'll go.
- Yeah?

Thank you.

- For tonight.
- Hmm.

Well...

How long before you
have to go to San Diego?

I-I have a few minutes.

I'll put him to bed.

I'll be quick.

- Here.
- Come here.

Good night, amor.

Luis?

Can you carry him
upstairs for me?

Of course.

Can you not...

Oh, sorry.

Good night, baby.

I'll be up before you know it.

How the hell did
you end up there?

I think he purpose...

What was that?

Huh? What?

I know
you killed my sister.

One, two...

three,

four, five.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Please be okay.

Thank you.

Possible
murder/suicide.

Wife says the bodyguard
had recently taken

an unhealthy interest in her.

Thinks he may have
become unhinged.

So, she went up to
put the kid to bed.

Came down to this.

Oh, my God.

Please be okay.

It'll be okay.

You ready?

There's no turning
back after this.

I know.

Hey.

I love you, EZ.

Shut up.

You boys
want to get a room?

Dadda!

Yes, there he is! Go
get him. Go get Dadda.

Ah. Hey.

Oh, yeah. He behave?

Yeah. He's the most mature,

best-behaved man
on these premises.

He did shit his pants
a while ago, but...

- Did you find the diapers?
- Yeah.

In the diaper bag.

Cleaned him up.

That's what we do around here.

Clean up messes.

Okay. Three, two, one.

Yeah. What are you...

Real maverick, huh? Yeah.

So cute.

Anyone heard from him?

He hasn't answered
his phone all day.

Fucker's probably
still hungover.

We'll start without him.

I want to thank
every one of you.

What we've accomplished...

Everyone said we couldn't.

We've had every obstacle
thrown against us.

Even our own brothers
expected us to fail.

I will never forget
the blood and sweat

you all put into this club.

Into this war.

Into this family.

I will be indebted...

to your loyalty.

I will be indebted to
your brotherhood...

forever.

Now...

it's all yours, Angel.

This club...

has been the biggest
chapter of my life.

Being a brother to y'all...

It's meant...

But as you know,
I got a kid now.

As proud as I am to
sit at this table,

I don't ever want him to.

I don't want him to lose me.

I got to go be a janitor.

Because I got something else.

I got the best
thing in the world.

There's something we'd
like to bring to the table.

If it's okay, EZ,

I'd like to bring
something first.

We've all been discussing it.

I think the time is now.

Since we're talking about

putting the club above
everything else...

I want to put forward
patching in Nestor.

He took care of
business with Jess,

regardless of his feelings.

That shows the kind
of brother that he is.

One who will always put the
club and the patch first.

Okay.

Nestor Oceteva.

Has he earned the right
to carry the macuahuitl

and sit at la mesa del Guerrero?

I back it.

Fuck yeah.

A hundred percent.

Yeah, I used to...

not be able to stand to look

at that stupid-looking
fuck, but...

you know, he's grown on me.

And he's a down-ass
motherfucker.

I say yes.

Downer in violation,

he forfeits his vote.

So be it.

Hun Hunahpu welcomes
another son.

Go get him.

Yo, Sacagawea!

Take off your kutte.

- Welcome to the tribe.
- Thank you, EZ.

Yo.

You're a fucking rat.

That's why you made the deal.

Creeper was onto
you, and you had

those fuckers Iron
War and Storm 88

take our fucking brother
to keep your secret?

Put us in bed with fucking cops.

Creeper gave up
everything for us.

For you. And you
fucking murdered him.

You have broken every
fucking code we got,

and now you're working
with the fucking Feds?

- No! No!
- You fucking knew

your brother was a rat,

and you still brought
him into the club.

He didn't know. Tell...

Tell them, Angel.

- Tell them you didn't know.
- He didn't know

that his cousin, the
fucking DEA agent,

had flipped his baby brother?

Fucking prove it.

Prove that you are loyal
to the club over blood.

Gilly, man?

Gilly! Gilly!

You want to fucking
walk out of here?

Prove your loyalty
to the fucking patch.

They're right, Angel.

I can't. I can't.

I betrayed you.

I'm sorry. You have to.

Please.

Angel, your son's out there.

He's got no one else.

It's the only way
out of this, Angel.

- I can't. I can't.
- Hey. Shh. Hey.

Remember our-our dog Freya?

When we were little?

You got to be strong, Angel.

It's like that.

It's like that.

Okay?

No, no, no. Hey.

It's okay, Angel. It's okay.

It's okay.

No, no. No, I can't.

It's okay, Angel.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Tell your boy about me.

And you tell him about Mom.

Go.

Don't come back.

Okay?

It's gonna be okay, Angel.

I'm gonna miss you.

Okay.

I'm ready.

I'm so...

I'm so...

I'm sorry.

I love you, Angel.

No!

No. No.

You ain't the only one

that reads Shakespeare,
motherfucker.

Get off of me.

No. No. No.

No.

Hey.

Hey, you okay?

Hi.

You okay? What-What's wrong?

Are you hurt?

Come with me, yeah?

Hey. Come with me. Come with me.

♪ This house ♪

♪ She's holding secrets ♪

♪ I got my change ♪

♪ Behind the bed ♪

♪ In a coffee can ♪

- ♪ Throw my nickels in ♪
- Now...

♪ Just in case ♪

back to business.

♪ I have to leave ♪

♪ And I will go ♪

♪ If you ask me to ♪

♪ I will stay ♪

♪ If you dare ♪

♪ And if I go ♪

♪ I'm going shameless ♪

♪ I'll let my hunger
take me there ♪

♪ This house ♪

♪ She's quite the talker ♪

♪ She creaks and moans ♪

♪ She keeps me up ♪

♪ And the photographs ♪

♪ Know I'm a liar ♪

Federal agents!

- Search warrant!
- ♪ They just laugh... ♪

Federal agents!

Get on the ground!

♪ As I burn her down ♪

♪ And I will go ♪

♪ If you ask me to ♪

♪ I will stay ♪

- ♪ If you dare ♪

♪ And if I go, I'm
going on fire... ♪

The levy will hold.

For now.

♪ And I will go ♪

♪ If you ask me to ♪

♪ I will stay ♪

♪ If you dare ♪

♪ An d if I go,
I'm going on fire ♪

♪ Let my anger take me there ♪

♪ The shingles, man ♪

♪ They're shaking ♪

♪ Back door's ♪

♪ Burning through ♪

♪ This old house, she's
quite the keeper ♪

Go on.

♪ Quite the keeper of you ♪

♪ I will go ♪

♪ If you ask me to ♪

♪ I will stay ♪

♪ If you dare ♪

♪ And if I go, I'm going crazy ♪

♪ Let my darling take me there ♪

♪ If I go, I'm going crazy ♪

♪ Let my darling
take me there. ♪