Queen of the South (2016–…): Season 4, Episode 4 - La Maldición - full transcript
While Javier and Boaz deal with a personal problem, Teresa gets involved in a deadly turf war.
POTE: Previously
onQueen of the South...
No unnecessary violence.
Keep a low profile.
I'm Marcel Dumas.
My business associate,
Bobby Leroux.
Miss Mendoza, congratulations
on your opening tonight.
It's a big night for you.
[applause]
That all you transporting?
Liquor?
[gagging]
Pinchejudge is a snake.
We need to know
everything about him.
Let's put Chicho to follow him.
What up, cuz?
LAFAYETTE: Your cousin and his
buddy gonna grab a few drinks.
I don't know
if I can ever make amends,
but I--I would really sure
like to try.
I appreciate
what you did for Tony,
but I don't want you
anywhere near me
or my business.
You puttin' it
to that boss lady of yours?
Tell me the truth, amigo.
[both grunting]
[tense music]
♪
[dramatic music]
♪
[tense music]
♪
BOAZ: Primo,eh.
♪
BRIE: Bye, Bobby.
♪
[engine turns over]
♪
[hyperventilating]
♪
[sighs]
♪
[camera shutter clicks]
♪
[laughs]
Damn Mexicans.
♪
[cell phone buzzing]
-[cell phone beeps]
-Hey, Tony. Everything okay?
Uh, yeah.
I was just thinking
about my mom.
Remember she used to play
Luis Miguel
really loud every morning
while she made breakfast?
Yeah.
Cafecito and Luis.
[chuckles softly]
Her voice was
really bad, though.
She sounded like a dying cat.
[laughs]
I miss you.
I miss you too.
What if we hang out tonight?
What do you think?
Yeah, that'd be great.
See you later.
Great.
I'll see you later.
Bye.
[cell phone beeps]
Hi.
EDDIE: Emergency
at the tequila factory?
[both laugh]
It was my godson,
and it's a distillery.
Right.
-Thank you.
-You're welcome.
Your godson okay?
Yeah.
Well, I see that you're dressedand ready to bounce.
[Teresa laughs]
EDDIE: Doesn't the boss
get to make her own hours?
You got time
for breakfast, right?
Good news.
I want to take you
to my favorite brunch spot.
It's 9:00 a.m.
What's the worstthat can happen at the factory?
[gun clicking]
[uneasy music]
MAN: Y'all good?
♪
Okay, I hope you like it.
This is my first time making
huevos "rancher-os."
Oh, wait.
I forgot the best part.
Hold on!
You--you really shouldn't have.
Stop. This is literally
the least I could do.
Okay.
Okay.
POTE: Uh...
is--is Tony having some?
No, he was up all night again,
so I'm letting him sleep in.
You should try a bite
before it gets cold.
[Pote chuckles]
Mmm!
Delicioso.
-You like it?
-Yeah. Could I get some water?
Yeah, of course!
Oh, you gotta make sure
you give me the recipe
for this dish.
KELLY ANNE: Oh, okay.
You know what?
Actually, there's enough
for seconds,
if you want.
My...dad split
when I was two.
My mom worked, like,
three jobs,
so I used to spend
a lot of time
at my best friend's house.
His dad was the drummer
in this band
at the Baptist church.
I used to go every Sunday
with his family.
That's when I fell in love
with music.
I'm starting to like your city.
Yeah.
I'm starting to like you.
[ominous music]
♪
Morning.
Delivery for Siete Gotas.
We don't have
any deliveries scheduled.
Not according to my dispatch.
Who's it from?
Marcel Dumas.
♪
[suspenseful music]
[both grunt]
[men speaking indistinctly]
♪
[grunting]
♪
PO BOY: Go!
Move it!
♪
-[grunts]
-Sit down.
Pinche cabrón.
♪
Jackpot.
Load 'em up.
♪
The best memory...
-dahlias.
-Mm.
Culiacán has
gorgeous dahlias fields.
I used to love
running around in them.
Why would anyone
ever leave that?
I'm sorry.
I-I didn't mean to pry.
No. [chuckles]
It's okay.
Um, I think I left
for the same reason
everyone leaves:
more opportunities,
hope for a better life.
Well, it seems you found it.
I'm sure your people back home
are proud.
[Teresa chuckles]
[uneasy music]
[both speaking Spanish]
A ver, cabrón,
you killed the fat one.
Pinche mariquita.
Fine.
We'll take
the fat one together.
Andale.
♪
Andale.
Pinche queso puerco cabrón.
No mames.
♪
[upbeat jazz music playing]
SINGER: ♪ Oh, happy day
♪
♪ Oh, happy day
♪ Oh, happy day
CHORUS: ♪ Oh, happy day
SINGER: ♪ Oh, happy day
CHORUS: ♪ Oh, happy day
MAN: Got two.
♪ When Jesus washed
CHORUS: ♪ When Jesus washed
SINGER: ♪ Oh, when he washed
CHORUS: ♪ When he washed
-SINGER: ♪ When Jesus washed -[fire alarm blaring]
CHORUS: ♪ When Jesus washed
♪ He washed my sins away
We gotta get out of here!
If we can't have this shit,
no one can.
♪ Oh, happy day
CHORUS: ♪ Oh, happy day
[rapid gunfire]
♪ Oh, happy day
SINGER: ♪ Oh, happy day
CHORUS: ♪ Oh, happy day
-♪ When Jesus washed -CHORUS: ♪ When Jesus washed
-SINGER: ♪ When Jesus washed -CHORUS: ♪ When Jesus washed
SINGER: ♪ When Jesus washed
CHORUS: ♪ When Jesus washed
SINGER: ♪ My sins away
CHORUS: ♪ Oh, happy day
-♪ Oh, happy day
-CHORUS: ♪ Oh, happy day
[gunfire continues]
MAN: Let's go, let's go!
Vámonos, vámonos.
Apúrate ya. Que se van.
[gunshots]
CHORUS: ♪ Fight and pray
Mierda.
[singer vocalizing]
♪ Hey, hey, hey, yeah
[cell phone buzzing]
♪
-[cell phone beeps]
-Hey, Pote.
♪
What's wrong?
[ominous music]
[singer vocalizing]
CHORUS: ♪ Fight and pray
[singer vocalizing]
CHORUS: ♪ Fight and pray
♪
How much did you lose?
[George sighs]
A lot.
There's something else,
Teresita.
[man speaking indistinctly]
♪
Es una maldición,
a curse.
♪
It's a declaration of war.
I called off the deal
with Dumas last night.
I didn't expect him
to want to go to war.
But you couldn't predict
that something like this
would happen, Teresita.
GEORGE:
We could go to the judge.
No.
We can't owe more
to Lafayette.
They hit us first.
I say we call in the cavalry.
We pick a fight,
nobody wins.
Raul is introducing us
to a connection from Atlanta.
-A buyer?
-More than that.
If we make a deal with her,
she can clear a path
to the East Coast.
We can't risk all that.
We need to know
everything about Dumas.
Jefa,I can't get through
to Javier or Boaz.
They're probably
just drunk somewhere.
When was the last time
anyone saw Javier or Boaz?
Last night at the bar.
Let's go.
[cell phone beeps, line rings]
[men speaking indistinctly]
LAFAYETTE:
It'll be a state-of-the-art
prison complex,
bigger than Angola
and more self-sustaining.
When we're up and running,
we'll save the state
millions of dollars a year
per inmate.
MAN: What about
your environmental problems?
We've run our own
independent tests,
which clearly show the soil
is free of any contaminants.
We've prepared
all the documentation
for your review.
We'll go through the paperwork
and get back to you.
Much obliged, gentlemen.
They'll be wanting
another bite at the apple.
Well, thanks
to our new partners
in the tequila business,
we'll give it to them.
Hell, we'll plant them
an entire orchard.
[engine turns over]
Once this prison's complete,
we'll do a clean sweep
of the city.
Miss Mendoza and Dumas
and all the rest
of the riffraff in our city
will forever after
call this home.
[Randall laughs]
LAFAYETTE: Oh, one more thing.
Miss Mendoza had a man
following me this morning.
I'd like to send her
a little message,
maybe teach her some manners.
I bet this pinche cabrón
hasn't even seen
his pitoin years.
-Let's just leave him here.
-No seas pendejo.
Teresa can't find out
about this.
We leave him here,
he'll be found.
[Boaz chuckles]
If we throw him in the water,
he'll get eaten
by an alligator.
Scientist of the swamp
and shit, eh?
Andale.
Ayudame.
[grunts]
Una.
[both straining]
Una, dos, tres!
[water splashes]
[Boaz laughing]
...when you used to be
that fat?
We used to call you Mazapán.
[laughs]
Cállate.
We gotta fix this shit.
[sighs]
[gunshot]
¿Qué chingados te pasa,
cabrón?
I'm deflating him!
[gunshot]
[bird cawing, wings fluttering]
[ominous music]
♪
Shit. Hey!
Hey!
We already have two bodies
on our hands.
You brought me out here
to clean this shit up.
I'm gonna clean this shit up!
♪
MANNY: I went
to Javier's apartment.
No one was there.
Then I went to Boaz's hotel,
and the guy at the front desk
said he never made it home.
BIRDIE: Yeah, well,
that doesn't surprise me.
They didn't look too good.
When was the last time
you saw them?
Uh, Javier sent me home.
Said he'd close up.
He must've been smashed,
because he left
the door unlocked.
Mm, maybe George is right.
They might be
in the drunk tank.
I'll make some calls.
-Okay.
-Venga.
Hey, they're big boys, okay?
I'm sure
they're all right.
You believe in luck?
Yeah, yeah, I used
to feel that way,
maybe 'cause my daddy
was a gambler--
a gambling addict,
to be clear.
Man, he lost
everything we had
more than once,
until one day,
luck shined on him
and he won the biggest pot
of his life,
and he kept one chip for me.
I mean, eventually
his luck ran out, but...
I've been lucky every day
since I've had it.
Take it.
No.
You keep it.
I'm not giving it to you.
It's--it's a loaner,
so when your boys
stumble back in here
begging for Bloody Marys,
you can give it back.
Here.
Thank you.
I got you.
[uneasy music]
♪
No reception.
Pinchebirdman.
BOAZ: Ten.
Just stopped.
[spits]
No.
[laughs]
Bullshit.
I see the look in your eye.
Remember when Emilia
had me stop smoking weed?
She was on that health kick.
She wanted me
to quit eating meat.
-[gunshot]
-[animal squeals]
I just saw him.
Let's go.
Okay, bien.
[door clicks open]
Llámame si escuchas algo, ¿sí?
Muchas gracias.
That was Boaz's number two
in Sinaloa.
No one's heard from him.
This has to be relatedwith the hit on the distillery.
You think it was Dumas?
Hey, you guys need
to see something.
♪
Oh, the smell of bleach
is burning my nose.
No, that's the thing.The janitors didn't come today.
-Someone cleaned up.
-GEORGE: Hey, yo.
Look what I found
in the dumpster out back.
GEORGE: Hope this ain't
Javier's blood.
Nothing.
The last 24 hours
of surveillance footage
is just gone.
TERESA: What do you mean, gone?
Wiped clean,
just like the bathroom.
POTE: It has to be Dumas.
He took out Javier and Boaz
off the board
right before he hit
the distillery.
Makes sense,
cleaned up
to buy themselves some time.
POTE: For all we know,
they might be already dead.
No, it doesn't make sense.
He could've killed our men
at the distillery,
but he didn't.
Well, maybe Javier and Boaz
put up a fight.
-Had no choice.
-Yeah.
Dumas.
If he has them,
he'll trade them for product.
WOMAN [on phone]: Please leave a message after the tone.
-[line beeps]
-He's not answering.
You should check on Tony.
Take Manny for protection.
On it.
What you got in mind,
baby girl?
Come with me.
[R&B music playing]
♪
-WOMEN: ♪ Love
-MAN: ♪ Just lets me down
-WOMEN: ♪ These chains
-MAN: ♪ Won't hold me
-WOMEN: ♪ I'm
-MAN: ♪ Still waiting
♪ For something more...
[woman gasping]
MAN: ♪ More than
I need it... ♪
[moans]
[music continues, muffled]
♪
[woman gasping]
[moans]
MAN: ♪ And my hands
are full of blood ♪
♪ If time is money, how can I
afford to fall in love ♪
♪
[woman shrieks]
GEORGE: Where you going,
Casanova? Hey!
Huh?
GEORGE: You know what?
You ain't Bobby.
No shit.
Who the hell are y'all?
You want these?
Those aren't mine.
Tiger man here
was in a place
he was not supposed to be.
What the hell is wrong
with you people?
-Where's Bobby?
-I don't know.
You do, or he wouldn't
be here.
I'm not telling you shit.
What about you, Cheetara?
You got any thoughts?
Mm.
Bobby runs a poker game
on Thursdays.
Corner store on Roman Street.
Asshole!
Let's go.
[door squeaks open]
Hey, you're not gonna
tell him, are you?
[footsteps approaching]
What's Manny doing here?
He's here to keep an eye
on you two.
There's a problem.
I want you to be ableto protect yourself...and Tony.
How bad is it?
We don't know yet.
Keep it close.
Okay.
What happened?
No es nada.
It's just caution.
-No one leaves the house.
-Patrón.
Is Teresa okay?Is she still coming over later?
She's okay, but she's working.
She's not making it tonight.
Don't worry.
She's fine.
You always say that.
The less you know,
the better it is for you.
Yeah, because all this
is working out so good for me.
Hey, whoa, Tony.
[cell phone buzzes]
Okay.
I gotta go.
One more thing.
Burn this and spread the smoke
all over the house.
Okay, now you're
kind of freaking me out.
Don't worry.
I will never let anything
happen to you.
Come lock the gate
behind me.
Yeah, yeah, coming.
[dramatic music]
♪
[engine turns over]
♪
[insects chirping]
[Javier exhales heavily]
-Agh!
-[laughing]
You have us walking around
for freaking hours,
pinche Mazapán.
All day, talking and talking
and talking!
I can't think!
I took you in...
[uneasy music]
Like when you killed
your brother.
When you got
your own son killed.
If I stayed in Mexico,
you would have killed me too.
[smooth music playing
over speakers]
[coughs]
Man, this smoke
is burning up my lungs.
Gonna go get some air.
Watch me.
[coughs]
WOMAN: I'm good.
[coughs]
[breathes deeply]
GEORGE: Uh, hey there, buddy.
Oh, thank God, man.
I...
I'm looking for Bourbon Street,but...
I'm about as lost
as a fart in a fan factory.
You're on the wrong side
of town.
GEORGE: Oh, great.
That--that sounds just like me.
See, I got one
of these GPS phones.
Got a map on it.If you could just point it out,
brother.
I just need to know
if it's this way
or if it's that way.
[dramatic music]
How about you and me
take a little walk?
Hmm?
You don't even know what you'regetting into with this here.
♪
You're already in it,
cabrón.
Mind if I borrow that?
Andale.
Come on.
♪
Dumas took two of my men
last night.
I want them back.
I don't know shit about that.
Let's go.
♪
-[Pote grunts]
-[Bobby coughs]
POTE: Pinche cabrón.
-[Pote growls]
-[Bobby coughs]
Listen, compadre.
Hot seat's no fun.
Been there, done that.
You just tell us
where they are,
and this all ends.
You can keep hitting me.
You're gonna get
the same answer.
BOBBY: I don't know shit
about no kidnapping.
POTE: Mira.
Now, I don't speak
a lot of Spanish,
but that just
don't sound good.
I swear to God,
I don't know a damn thing!
♪
[insects chirping,
frogs croaking]
[animal yelps]
♪
[wings fluttering]
JAVIER: Hey! Hey!
[gunshots]
♪
Now what are we gonna do
with him, eh?
Alligators will get him.
What, you think you're
the only pinchescientist
of the swamp?
You know the one thing
I can't figure out, primo?
Why are you here?
We were kings in Mexico,
and you gave all that up
to come work for Teresa,
and now you got your head
so far up her ass,
I can't tell where you start
and she ends.
I didn't question
that shit today.
No, hombre,I helped
your ass out
because you broke
one of her rules de mierda,
and you know why?
The only reason
I give you shit, primo...
♪
Vámonos.
♪
[knock at door]
I'm sorry to disturb
your evening, miss.
I'm a friend
of Miss Mendoza.
Okay, well, I don't know you.
I'm sorry.
How did you get in here?
Oh, forgive me.
Where are my manners?
My name is
Judge Cecil Lafayette,
and this is my associate,
Detective Green.
Randall, show her
your credentials.
Put her mind at ease.
♪
Okay.
♪
What do you want?
[clears throat]
I'd like to talk.
Mind if we come in?
Do you have a warrant?
Oh. [laughs]
It's not that kind of visit.
Just a friendly call.
Well, Teresa's not here.
LAFAYETTE: I know.
I'm here to meet you.
Uh, now, I-I didn't
get your name.
I didn't give it.
[laughs]
I like you.
[laughs nervously]
Okay.
Listen, I'm pretty busy,
so is there a message
y'all would like me to give
to Teresa?
As a matter of fact,
if Teresa want to know
my secrets,
then she should ask me.
I'm an open book.
Having me watched
only leads to trouble.
Hello, son.
What's your name, young man?
Tony.
Tony.
You Teresa's son?
No, he's not, and it's time
for you guys to go, I think.
♪
Make sure you give her
that message for me.
Enjoy your evening, miss.
♪
Don't worry!
I know the way out.
TONY: Who was that?
I don't know,
but something tells me
it's the big bad wolf.
[cell phone beeping]
[line rings]
Please pick up.
Please pick up. Pick up.
[Bobby grunts, coughs]
♪
Please...
No, you don't talk to her.
You don't even look at her.
TERESA: Stop.
♪
I just want to find them.
Will you help me?
♪
Can I get a drink?
♪
[cork pops]
-Untie him.
-Teresa--
Untie him.
♪
Thank you.
♪
[groans softly]
Where are they?
You gonna let me go
if I tell you?
Are they alive?
Marcel isn't a killer
by nature.
He's a businessman.
You just gotta know
how to speak his language.
You're stalling.
-[glass shatters]
-GEORGE: Agh!
[both grunting]
[Teresa gasps]
-[gunshot]
-[gasps]
GEORGE:
He's losing a lot of blood.
If he dies, we'll never
see Javier again.
GEORGE: Ah, damn it!
TERESA: He needs a doctor.
[cell phone beeping]
GEORGE: You gotta keep going.
TERESA: Ay, damn it.
-What?
-Too late.
[dramatic music]
♪
Where's the car?
Oh, shit.
[sighs]
BOAZ: Hey.
"Private property.
No trespassing."
[Boaz speaking Spanish]
[Javier sighs]
[Latin hip-hop music playing]
♪
Hey.
Can't sleep.
You wanna come help me study?
What are you studying?
Uh, Louisiana law.
[giggles]
I miss practicing,
so hopefully I can get approvalfrom the state.
When were you a lawyer?
Right, well, I've lived
many lives.
You know, I've been
to hell and back
just in the last
couple of years.
Is that how you feel,
kind of like you've been
to hell and back?
You know, I keep having
these nightmares.
This guy comes in my room
and shoots me.
[uneasy music]
And it--it feels so real.
It's like I could feel
the bullet going in my chest.
Mm.
♪
You know...
[laughs]
Sometimes life can get
real dark.
♪
And it gets kind of hard
to tell the difference
between reality
and a nightmare.
You know,
I have nightmares too.
I've been sober
for six months,
and I keep dreaming
that I relapse,
and it feels very real.
'Cause see, I got
a second chance in life
just like you did.
But we're still trying
to figure out
how to run away
from our past,
and we'll do anything
to do it.
You close your eyes
and envision
something different,
but then your eyes open
and we're still stuck
with ourselves.
So every morning,
I wake up and I pray
to my higher power
for help to accept
the things I can't change
and for courage to change
the things I can.
You can't run away
from your past, okay?
It's a part of you.
But the darkness,
the nightmares--
you gotta lock that away,
because it isn't real,
and it's only gonna hurt us
if we let it.
♪
[sighs]
[cell phone ringing
and buzzing]
♪
[door squeaks open, slams shut]
POTE: Patrona.
♪
♪
[projector clicking]
[keys clacking, bell dings]
Captioned by Captionmax
onQueen of the South...
No unnecessary violence.
Keep a low profile.
I'm Marcel Dumas.
My business associate,
Bobby Leroux.
Miss Mendoza, congratulations
on your opening tonight.
It's a big night for you.
[applause]
That all you transporting?
Liquor?
[gagging]
Pinchejudge is a snake.
We need to know
everything about him.
Let's put Chicho to follow him.
What up, cuz?
LAFAYETTE: Your cousin and his
buddy gonna grab a few drinks.
I don't know
if I can ever make amends,
but I--I would really sure
like to try.
I appreciate
what you did for Tony,
but I don't want you
anywhere near me
or my business.
You puttin' it
to that boss lady of yours?
Tell me the truth, amigo.
[both grunting]
[tense music]
♪
[dramatic music]
♪
[tense music]
♪
BOAZ: Primo,eh.
♪
BRIE: Bye, Bobby.
♪
[engine turns over]
♪
[hyperventilating]
♪
[sighs]
♪
[camera shutter clicks]
♪
[laughs]
Damn Mexicans.
♪
[cell phone buzzing]
-[cell phone beeps]
-Hey, Tony. Everything okay?
Uh, yeah.
I was just thinking
about my mom.
Remember she used to play
Luis Miguel
really loud every morning
while she made breakfast?
Yeah.
Cafecito and Luis.
[chuckles softly]
Her voice was
really bad, though.
She sounded like a dying cat.
[laughs]
I miss you.
I miss you too.
What if we hang out tonight?
What do you think?
Yeah, that'd be great.
See you later.
Great.
I'll see you later.
Bye.
[cell phone beeps]
Hi.
EDDIE: Emergency
at the tequila factory?
[both laugh]
It was my godson,
and it's a distillery.
Right.
-Thank you.
-You're welcome.
Your godson okay?
Yeah.
Well, I see that you're dressedand ready to bounce.
[Teresa laughs]
EDDIE: Doesn't the boss
get to make her own hours?
You got time
for breakfast, right?
Good news.
I want to take you
to my favorite brunch spot.
It's 9:00 a.m.
What's the worstthat can happen at the factory?
[gun clicking]
[uneasy music]
MAN: Y'all good?
♪
Okay, I hope you like it.
This is my first time making
huevos "rancher-os."
Oh, wait.
I forgot the best part.
Hold on!
You--you really shouldn't have.
Stop. This is literally
the least I could do.
Okay.
Okay.
POTE: Uh...
is--is Tony having some?
No, he was up all night again,
so I'm letting him sleep in.
You should try a bite
before it gets cold.
[Pote chuckles]
Mmm!
Delicioso.
-You like it?
-Yeah. Could I get some water?
Yeah, of course!
Oh, you gotta make sure
you give me the recipe
for this dish.
KELLY ANNE: Oh, okay.
You know what?
Actually, there's enough
for seconds,
if you want.
My...dad split
when I was two.
My mom worked, like,
three jobs,
so I used to spend
a lot of time
at my best friend's house.
His dad was the drummer
in this band
at the Baptist church.
I used to go every Sunday
with his family.
That's when I fell in love
with music.
I'm starting to like your city.
Yeah.
I'm starting to like you.
[ominous music]
♪
Morning.
Delivery for Siete Gotas.
We don't have
any deliveries scheduled.
Not according to my dispatch.
Who's it from?
Marcel Dumas.
♪
[suspenseful music]
[both grunt]
[men speaking indistinctly]
♪
[grunting]
♪
PO BOY: Go!
Move it!
♪
-[grunts]
-Sit down.
Pinche cabrón.
♪
Jackpot.
Load 'em up.
♪
The best memory...
-dahlias.
-Mm.
Culiacán has
gorgeous dahlias fields.
I used to love
running around in them.
Why would anyone
ever leave that?
I'm sorry.
I-I didn't mean to pry.
No. [chuckles]
It's okay.
Um, I think I left
for the same reason
everyone leaves:
more opportunities,
hope for a better life.
Well, it seems you found it.
I'm sure your people back home
are proud.
[Teresa chuckles]
[uneasy music]
[both speaking Spanish]
A ver, cabrón,
you killed the fat one.
Pinche mariquita.
Fine.
We'll take
the fat one together.
Andale.
♪
Andale.
Pinche queso puerco cabrón.
No mames.
♪
[upbeat jazz music playing]
SINGER: ♪ Oh, happy day
♪
♪ Oh, happy day
♪ Oh, happy day
CHORUS: ♪ Oh, happy day
SINGER: ♪ Oh, happy day
CHORUS: ♪ Oh, happy day
MAN: Got two.
♪ When Jesus washed
CHORUS: ♪ When Jesus washed
SINGER: ♪ Oh, when he washed
CHORUS: ♪ When he washed
-SINGER: ♪ When Jesus washed -[fire alarm blaring]
CHORUS: ♪ When Jesus washed
♪ He washed my sins away
We gotta get out of here!
If we can't have this shit,
no one can.
♪ Oh, happy day
CHORUS: ♪ Oh, happy day
[rapid gunfire]
♪ Oh, happy day
SINGER: ♪ Oh, happy day
CHORUS: ♪ Oh, happy day
-♪ When Jesus washed -CHORUS: ♪ When Jesus washed
-SINGER: ♪ When Jesus washed -CHORUS: ♪ When Jesus washed
SINGER: ♪ When Jesus washed
CHORUS: ♪ When Jesus washed
SINGER: ♪ My sins away
CHORUS: ♪ Oh, happy day
-♪ Oh, happy day
-CHORUS: ♪ Oh, happy day
[gunfire continues]
MAN: Let's go, let's go!
Vámonos, vámonos.
Apúrate ya. Que se van.
[gunshots]
CHORUS: ♪ Fight and pray
Mierda.
[singer vocalizing]
♪ Hey, hey, hey, yeah
[cell phone buzzing]
♪
-[cell phone beeps]
-Hey, Pote.
♪
What's wrong?
[ominous music]
[singer vocalizing]
CHORUS: ♪ Fight and pray
[singer vocalizing]
CHORUS: ♪ Fight and pray
♪
How much did you lose?
[George sighs]
A lot.
There's something else,
Teresita.
[man speaking indistinctly]
♪
Es una maldición,
a curse.
♪
It's a declaration of war.
I called off the deal
with Dumas last night.
I didn't expect him
to want to go to war.
But you couldn't predict
that something like this
would happen, Teresita.
GEORGE:
We could go to the judge.
No.
We can't owe more
to Lafayette.
They hit us first.
I say we call in the cavalry.
We pick a fight,
nobody wins.
Raul is introducing us
to a connection from Atlanta.
-A buyer?
-More than that.
If we make a deal with her,
she can clear a path
to the East Coast.
We can't risk all that.
We need to know
everything about Dumas.
Jefa,I can't get through
to Javier or Boaz.
They're probably
just drunk somewhere.
When was the last time
anyone saw Javier or Boaz?
Last night at the bar.
Let's go.
[cell phone beeps, line rings]
[men speaking indistinctly]
LAFAYETTE:
It'll be a state-of-the-art
prison complex,
bigger than Angola
and more self-sustaining.
When we're up and running,
we'll save the state
millions of dollars a year
per inmate.
MAN: What about
your environmental problems?
We've run our own
independent tests,
which clearly show the soil
is free of any contaminants.
We've prepared
all the documentation
for your review.
We'll go through the paperwork
and get back to you.
Much obliged, gentlemen.
They'll be wanting
another bite at the apple.
Well, thanks
to our new partners
in the tequila business,
we'll give it to them.
Hell, we'll plant them
an entire orchard.
[engine turns over]
Once this prison's complete,
we'll do a clean sweep
of the city.
Miss Mendoza and Dumas
and all the rest
of the riffraff in our city
will forever after
call this home.
[Randall laughs]
LAFAYETTE: Oh, one more thing.
Miss Mendoza had a man
following me this morning.
I'd like to send her
a little message,
maybe teach her some manners.
I bet this pinche cabrón
hasn't even seen
his pitoin years.
-Let's just leave him here.
-No seas pendejo.
Teresa can't find out
about this.
We leave him here,
he'll be found.
[Boaz chuckles]
If we throw him in the water,
he'll get eaten
by an alligator.
Scientist of the swamp
and shit, eh?
Andale.
Ayudame.
[grunts]
Una.
[both straining]
Una, dos, tres!
[water splashes]
[Boaz laughing]
...when you used to be
that fat?
We used to call you Mazapán.
[laughs]
Cállate.
We gotta fix this shit.
[sighs]
[gunshot]
¿Qué chingados te pasa,
cabrón?
I'm deflating him!
[gunshot]
[bird cawing, wings fluttering]
[ominous music]
♪
Shit. Hey!
Hey!
We already have two bodies
on our hands.
You brought me out here
to clean this shit up.
I'm gonna clean this shit up!
♪
MANNY: I went
to Javier's apartment.
No one was there.
Then I went to Boaz's hotel,
and the guy at the front desk
said he never made it home.
BIRDIE: Yeah, well,
that doesn't surprise me.
They didn't look too good.
When was the last time
you saw them?
Uh, Javier sent me home.
Said he'd close up.
He must've been smashed,
because he left
the door unlocked.
Mm, maybe George is right.
They might be
in the drunk tank.
I'll make some calls.
-Okay.
-Venga.
Hey, they're big boys, okay?
I'm sure
they're all right.
You believe in luck?
Yeah, yeah, I used
to feel that way,
maybe 'cause my daddy
was a gambler--
a gambling addict,
to be clear.
Man, he lost
everything we had
more than once,
until one day,
luck shined on him
and he won the biggest pot
of his life,
and he kept one chip for me.
I mean, eventually
his luck ran out, but...
I've been lucky every day
since I've had it.
Take it.
No.
You keep it.
I'm not giving it to you.
It's--it's a loaner,
so when your boys
stumble back in here
begging for Bloody Marys,
you can give it back.
Here.
Thank you.
I got you.
[uneasy music]
♪
No reception.
Pinchebirdman.
BOAZ: Ten.
Just stopped.
[spits]
No.
[laughs]
Bullshit.
I see the look in your eye.
Remember when Emilia
had me stop smoking weed?
She was on that health kick.
She wanted me
to quit eating meat.
-[gunshot]
-[animal squeals]
I just saw him.
Let's go.
Okay, bien.
[door clicks open]
Llámame si escuchas algo, ¿sí?
Muchas gracias.
That was Boaz's number two
in Sinaloa.
No one's heard from him.
This has to be relatedwith the hit on the distillery.
You think it was Dumas?
Hey, you guys need
to see something.
♪
Oh, the smell of bleach
is burning my nose.
No, that's the thing.The janitors didn't come today.
-Someone cleaned up.
-GEORGE: Hey, yo.
Look what I found
in the dumpster out back.
GEORGE: Hope this ain't
Javier's blood.
Nothing.
The last 24 hours
of surveillance footage
is just gone.
TERESA: What do you mean, gone?
Wiped clean,
just like the bathroom.
POTE: It has to be Dumas.
He took out Javier and Boaz
off the board
right before he hit
the distillery.
Makes sense,
cleaned up
to buy themselves some time.
POTE: For all we know,
they might be already dead.
No, it doesn't make sense.
He could've killed our men
at the distillery,
but he didn't.
Well, maybe Javier and Boaz
put up a fight.
-Had no choice.
-Yeah.
Dumas.
If he has them,
he'll trade them for product.
WOMAN [on phone]: Please leave a message after the tone.
-[line beeps]
-He's not answering.
You should check on Tony.
Take Manny for protection.
On it.
What you got in mind,
baby girl?
Come with me.
[R&B music playing]
♪
-WOMEN: ♪ Love
-MAN: ♪ Just lets me down
-WOMEN: ♪ These chains
-MAN: ♪ Won't hold me
-WOMEN: ♪ I'm
-MAN: ♪ Still waiting
♪ For something more...
[woman gasping]
MAN: ♪ More than
I need it... ♪
[moans]
[music continues, muffled]
♪
[woman gasping]
[moans]
MAN: ♪ And my hands
are full of blood ♪
♪ If time is money, how can I
afford to fall in love ♪
♪
[woman shrieks]
GEORGE: Where you going,
Casanova? Hey!
Huh?
GEORGE: You know what?
You ain't Bobby.
No shit.
Who the hell are y'all?
You want these?
Those aren't mine.
Tiger man here
was in a place
he was not supposed to be.
What the hell is wrong
with you people?
-Where's Bobby?
-I don't know.
You do, or he wouldn't
be here.
I'm not telling you shit.
What about you, Cheetara?
You got any thoughts?
Mm.
Bobby runs a poker game
on Thursdays.
Corner store on Roman Street.
Asshole!
Let's go.
[door squeaks open]
Hey, you're not gonna
tell him, are you?
[footsteps approaching]
What's Manny doing here?
He's here to keep an eye
on you two.
There's a problem.
I want you to be ableto protect yourself...and Tony.
How bad is it?
We don't know yet.
Keep it close.
Okay.
What happened?
No es nada.
It's just caution.
-No one leaves the house.
-Patrón.
Is Teresa okay?Is she still coming over later?
She's okay, but she's working.
She's not making it tonight.
Don't worry.
She's fine.
You always say that.
The less you know,
the better it is for you.
Yeah, because all this
is working out so good for me.
Hey, whoa, Tony.
[cell phone buzzes]
Okay.
I gotta go.
One more thing.
Burn this and spread the smoke
all over the house.
Okay, now you're
kind of freaking me out.
Don't worry.
I will never let anything
happen to you.
Come lock the gate
behind me.
Yeah, yeah, coming.
[dramatic music]
♪
[engine turns over]
♪
[insects chirping]
[Javier exhales heavily]
-Agh!
-[laughing]
You have us walking around
for freaking hours,
pinche Mazapán.
All day, talking and talking
and talking!
I can't think!
I took you in...
[uneasy music]
Like when you killed
your brother.
When you got
your own son killed.
If I stayed in Mexico,
you would have killed me too.
[smooth music playing
over speakers]
[coughs]
Man, this smoke
is burning up my lungs.
Gonna go get some air.
Watch me.
[coughs]
WOMAN: I'm good.
[coughs]
[breathes deeply]
GEORGE: Uh, hey there, buddy.
Oh, thank God, man.
I...
I'm looking for Bourbon Street,but...
I'm about as lost
as a fart in a fan factory.
You're on the wrong side
of town.
GEORGE: Oh, great.
That--that sounds just like me.
See, I got one
of these GPS phones.
Got a map on it.If you could just point it out,
brother.
I just need to know
if it's this way
or if it's that way.
[dramatic music]
How about you and me
take a little walk?
Hmm?
You don't even know what you'regetting into with this here.
♪
You're already in it,
cabrón.
Mind if I borrow that?
Andale.
Come on.
♪
Dumas took two of my men
last night.
I want them back.
I don't know shit about that.
Let's go.
♪
-[Pote grunts]
-[Bobby coughs]
POTE: Pinche cabrón.
-[Pote growls]
-[Bobby coughs]
Listen, compadre.
Hot seat's no fun.
Been there, done that.
You just tell us
where they are,
and this all ends.
You can keep hitting me.
You're gonna get
the same answer.
BOBBY: I don't know shit
about no kidnapping.
POTE: Mira.
Now, I don't speak
a lot of Spanish,
but that just
don't sound good.
I swear to God,
I don't know a damn thing!
♪
[insects chirping,
frogs croaking]
[animal yelps]
♪
[wings fluttering]
JAVIER: Hey! Hey!
[gunshots]
♪
Now what are we gonna do
with him, eh?
Alligators will get him.
What, you think you're
the only pinchescientist
of the swamp?
You know the one thing
I can't figure out, primo?
Why are you here?
We were kings in Mexico,
and you gave all that up
to come work for Teresa,
and now you got your head
so far up her ass,
I can't tell where you start
and she ends.
I didn't question
that shit today.
No, hombre,I helped
your ass out
because you broke
one of her rules de mierda,
and you know why?
The only reason
I give you shit, primo...
♪
Vámonos.
♪
[knock at door]
I'm sorry to disturb
your evening, miss.
I'm a friend
of Miss Mendoza.
Okay, well, I don't know you.
I'm sorry.
How did you get in here?
Oh, forgive me.
Where are my manners?
My name is
Judge Cecil Lafayette,
and this is my associate,
Detective Green.
Randall, show her
your credentials.
Put her mind at ease.
♪
Okay.
♪
What do you want?
[clears throat]
I'd like to talk.
Mind if we come in?
Do you have a warrant?
Oh. [laughs]
It's not that kind of visit.
Just a friendly call.
Well, Teresa's not here.
LAFAYETTE: I know.
I'm here to meet you.
Uh, now, I-I didn't
get your name.
I didn't give it.
[laughs]
I like you.
[laughs nervously]
Okay.
Listen, I'm pretty busy,
so is there a message
y'all would like me to give
to Teresa?
As a matter of fact,
if Teresa want to know
my secrets,
then she should ask me.
I'm an open book.
Having me watched
only leads to trouble.
Hello, son.
What's your name, young man?
Tony.
Tony.
You Teresa's son?
No, he's not, and it's time
for you guys to go, I think.
♪
Make sure you give her
that message for me.
Enjoy your evening, miss.
♪
Don't worry!
I know the way out.
TONY: Who was that?
I don't know,
but something tells me
it's the big bad wolf.
[cell phone beeping]
[line rings]
Please pick up.
Please pick up. Pick up.
[Bobby grunts, coughs]
♪
Please...
No, you don't talk to her.
You don't even look at her.
TERESA: Stop.
♪
I just want to find them.
Will you help me?
♪
Can I get a drink?
♪
[cork pops]
-Untie him.
-Teresa--
Untie him.
♪
Thank you.
♪
[groans softly]
Where are they?
You gonna let me go
if I tell you?
Are they alive?
Marcel isn't a killer
by nature.
He's a businessman.
You just gotta know
how to speak his language.
You're stalling.
-[glass shatters]
-GEORGE: Agh!
[both grunting]
[Teresa gasps]
-[gunshot]
-[gasps]
GEORGE:
He's losing a lot of blood.
If he dies, we'll never
see Javier again.
GEORGE: Ah, damn it!
TERESA: He needs a doctor.
[cell phone beeping]
GEORGE: You gotta keep going.
TERESA: Ay, damn it.
-What?
-Too late.
[dramatic music]
♪
Where's the car?
Oh, shit.
[sighs]
BOAZ: Hey.
"Private property.
No trespassing."
[Boaz speaking Spanish]
[Javier sighs]
[Latin hip-hop music playing]
♪
Hey.
Can't sleep.
You wanna come help me study?
What are you studying?
Uh, Louisiana law.
[giggles]
I miss practicing,
so hopefully I can get approvalfrom the state.
When were you a lawyer?
Right, well, I've lived
many lives.
You know, I've been
to hell and back
just in the last
couple of years.
Is that how you feel,
kind of like you've been
to hell and back?
You know, I keep having
these nightmares.
This guy comes in my room
and shoots me.
[uneasy music]
And it--it feels so real.
It's like I could feel
the bullet going in my chest.
Mm.
♪
You know...
[laughs]
Sometimes life can get
real dark.
♪
And it gets kind of hard
to tell the difference
between reality
and a nightmare.
You know,
I have nightmares too.
I've been sober
for six months,
and I keep dreaming
that I relapse,
and it feels very real.
'Cause see, I got
a second chance in life
just like you did.
But we're still trying
to figure out
how to run away
from our past,
and we'll do anything
to do it.
You close your eyes
and envision
something different,
but then your eyes open
and we're still stuck
with ourselves.
So every morning,
I wake up and I pray
to my higher power
for help to accept
the things I can't change
and for courage to change
the things I can.
You can't run away
from your past, okay?
It's a part of you.
But the darkness,
the nightmares--
you gotta lock that away,
because it isn't real,
and it's only gonna hurt us
if we let it.
♪
[sighs]
[cell phone ringing
and buzzing]
♪
[door squeaks open, slams shut]
POTE: Patrona.
♪
♪
[projector clicking]
[keys clacking, bell dings]
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