The Bridge (2013–2014): Season 1, Episode 8 - Vendetta - full transcript
Sonya pursues a cold lead despite Marco's insistence that it's a dead end. Charlotte finds out that Ray has jeopardized her ranch.
Previously on The Bridge...
You like details?
Just like the killer.
It's how I work.
How's things at home?
It is what it is.
We don't have
to do this.
Well...
it's what we
both want. Right?
I want to get something
going down here.
You know what I mean?
I do.
Think you could set
me up with 50 to start?
Just gonna take me
a couple of days.
Sweet.
Good job, Timmy.
Snitching suits you.
But I have a partial
match on a car
that was sold at auction in
Las Cruces five years ago.
Get a name?
Jack Childress.
Lives out on McNutt Road.
El Paso PD.
Open the door!
He's been to Mexico.
Many times. He calls
them his "missions."
I will shoot you.
I believe you will.
Could've run.
Why'd you stay
to shoot?
The job wasn't done.
I meant to kill
the Mexican.
I know this is just desire
So won'! you stay with me
God, that feels so good.
(YELLS)
(LAUGHING)
I can't... I can't...
I can't feel my dick.
Guess what?
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
It is a little... It's a little
cold in the nether regions. Daddy!
Hey. Give me your pants.
Oh, shit!
For real?
I want those pants.
Give me the pants!
(LAUGHING)
Yes! Yes!
(ALL CHEERING)
You're rich. Rich guys
aren't supposed to run...
Oh, shit...aren't supposed
to run out of drugs ever.
It's the great
equalizer, dude.
It's a buzzkill.
Any case, we'll be across
and back in 20 minutes.
Oh, no.
My passport
It's in my
other pantalones.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Go, go with
Claudia hot tits.
I'll be back
with the blow.
Oh, yes.
Come here. Oh, my pants.
Santi! I salute you.
(BOTH GRUNT)
Bye-bye! Yes!
Go get 'em.
Yes! Oh, yes!
Ándale!
(THEME SONG PLAYING)
Until I'm one with you
My heart shall no!
pass through
Our love will be mistaken
Thirty-three illegal weapons
found at your place, Jack.
You prepping
for the end times?
Dialectics is
my answer.
Dialectics is
your answer.
We got a laundry list
of charges against you,
cop-killing among them,
and that doesn't end well.
In your system? No.
We also have a lot of
bodies to talk about.
Lorraine Gates. Cristina Fuentes.
Gina Meadows.
I don't know them.
We found a bone
saw in your truck.
We're testing
it for DNA.
Well, test away, 'cause...
It's not my saw.
Someone put them there?
Well, yeah.
You guys invaded
my land.
Strangers all
over my property.
Who knows what you
left there or took?
Yeah, I've been
stolen from before.
What about the car
at Peter Meadows' house,
where he was killed?
Also stolen!
But you didn't report it.
Who would I
report it to?
You?
Why did you want
to shoot Marco Ruiz?
The Mexican?
Yes.
Equilibrium.
But you had your
chance in the warehouse.
Why just kick him?
Yeah, my brain, it...
It needs a rest.
Why not shoot him then?
(GROANS)
Hi.
Hey.
Where are
the little ones?
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
It's Alma's.
She's going to a party.
So, I heard you
catch the killer.
Oh, yeah.
Yes, yes, yes.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
That is cool.
I mean, your marriage is
falling apart, but congrats.
Everything's
gonna be fine, Gus.
This is how it
started with my mom.
You stopped
coming home.
And after the divorce,
I barely saw you.
I...
Was working. I...
Yeah.
You remember the red
bike you gave me?
The one that got
run over by a van?
Yeah. For your
tenth birthday.
Yeah, I remember.
I left it in
the street on purpose.
Do you have any
idea how many kids
would kill for
a bike like that?
But I didn't
want a bike.
Maybe...
I wasn't there
for you enough.
Maybe.
You will understand
when you have kids.
It's not easy.
Yeah, you sound
like my friend Zina.
There you go.
That's a smart kid.
You should
stick with her.
No, calm down, no.
(LAUGHS)
She's just a friend.
You know, you can talk to
me about stuff, right?
Anything. You know that
I would like it
if we talked more.
Okay.
Okay.
Somethings off.
He's a lunatic.
A lot is off.
It just doesn't
make any sense to me
that he didn't shoot Marco
at the money drop.
His brain is scrambled.
You read the notebooks.
Yes.
And he quoted his
writings to Daniel Frye.
Dialectics and
that nonsense.
I know.
Hey.
We got him. It's a good thing.
Enjoy.
Hey, Miss Kitty.
Yeah?
May I please have
a cigarette?
I thought you quit.
I did, but...
We're gonna smoke a victory cigarette.
Come on.
Come on.
You said people
stole from you.
That's right.
Did they steal
your notebooks?
Hell, yeah. I used
to get harassed
by law enforcement
all the time.
They'd raid me
and take my stuff.
'Cause you were
hunting immigrants.
Not hunting.
Tracking. Escorting.
So, who harassed you?
Cops?
And Feds.
Feds, well, they...
Stormed my place
and hauled off my things.
Did they give some
of 'em back? Yeah.
But some things...
Including my...
Key writings...
They kept.
That right?
Power tripping.
Human nature.
Hmm.
I don't think
that's true.
"Slaves dream not of freedom,
but of becoming masters.“
(LAUGHING)
Holy smokes,
it's Vanilla Ice.
Ray-Ray.
How do you
like my cover?
Ice Ice Baby.
Nice, I'm glad this
all worked out.
Brother, do I ever
let you down'?
Never.
And don't
you forget it.
(SIGHS)
Ooh!
All right, what do you say we
unload and grab a couple of beers
before we hit
the road to Mexico?
Slow your roll there, pal.
This is as far as I go.
What do you mean? I thought
we were in this together.
That wasn't the deal, amigo.
I deliver.
You want to move it again, do
it your own self, comprende?
David Tate.
David Tate.
Hey! Where's Hank?
My favorite blouse.
Where's Hank? I stood
in line for two hours.
You know, two's a
coincidence, three's not.
Yeah, no argument there.
Morning.
Hey, hotshot.
Listen, the bosses want you
at the press conference.
And your girl's on
some new shit today.
Hey.
Somethings
going on, Marco.
What do you mean?
We have a new
person of interest.
No, no, no, no, no.
We have Childress.
I'm not sure
he's the one.
Sonya, he shot you.
I know, I know.
But I think he's being pointed to.
Set up.
By who?
There's this ex-FBI agent
who confiscated Childress'
notebooks during an investigation.
Never gave them back.
Which happens sometimes.
Sure.
Same guy back in 2006,
partnered with Gedman.
Okay.
And he was a patient
of Dr. Meadows.
I mean, that's three
direct links in an hour.
All roads lead
back to David Tate.
David Tate?
FBI?
You know him?
We worked together
on a task force.
Well, does he
fit the profile?
It doesn't matter.
David Tate's dead.
Hey, how you feeling?
Like a guy who just
had a big ass seizure.
Why don't you
stay home a while?
'Cause there are
more distractions here.
Oh, wait.
Um...
This is for you.
What is it?
Your Christmas bonus.
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
Write a puff piece.
Drink some champagne.
Get a glimpse of
the good life in Juárez.
Apparently,
there is such a thing.
You're passing up a party?
Yeah. If I go,
I will drink. A lot.
So this is
the new Daniel.
I hate him.
Have fun.
Don't let Santi Jr.
seduce you.
You know him?
That's my boy.
I've seen him turn
a lot of gay girls straight.
Oh, you're such a dick.
Wear a dress!
You got a nice ass.
A sober dick.
But a dick.
Oh, my God.
Yes, I know.
I know.
Okay, thanks.
Hank thinks this is
a wild goose chase.
Well, we do have
a guy locked up.
Just need to make sure that
David Tate is actually dead.
He is. I attended
his funeral.
You did?
Yes.
Was it open casket?
No.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Hey.
Buenos días.
Remember Sonya Cross?
Buenos días.
Gracias.
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
Right?
And now you're
investigating ghosts?
We're not sure about
David Tate's death.
She's not sure.
He's American,
but died in Juárez.
He came here to
blow his head off.
He had a lot of problems.
Like what?
Depression? Drugs?
A car accident
killed his wife and son.
After that, yes,
drugs, drinking...
The FBI had
to let him go.
It says he left a note.
Yeah, but we
don't have it.
And he was cremated here?
His sister-in-law okayed it.
Remember I told you,
"From the bowl to the mouth,
soup falls"?
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, right.
So he was unrecognizable.
They I.D.'d him with a driver's
license that was just on him.
It's totally possible that
this is not even David Tate.
Sonya...
It's possible.
Yeah.
We have so many
murders here,
we hardly investigate
the suicides.
Can I have this?
Sure.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Tim?
Hey, Char.
Long time.
Yeah, I'll say.
You know, I heard you
were doing well, but,
damn girl,
you're frickin' rich.
Yeah. What are
you doing here?
Just getting up
with my boy Ray.
What's with
the ice cream truck?
Oh. Well...
You know how I like
the little kiddies.
Joking.
(swans) Yeah.
Ray said I could
stay in the pool house.
He did? Where
is he anyway?
He's out running errands.
You know Ray,
always up to something.
Yeah. I know.
Tim sucks.
Tim sucks Satan's cock.
Tim swallows that suck sauce
like warm beer.
Okay.
Oh! Mother of pearl!
(GRUNTS)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(MOANS)
(GASPS)
(LAUGHING)
(BUZZING)
WOMAN: I lost touch with
David after the accident.
Then he pulled a Kurt Cobain
down in Juárez.
Did you ever
see his body?
I just told them to go
ahead and cremate him.
The poor guy.
You liked him?
I felt sorry for him.
He lost his
shit after Jill.
I heard he had
drug problems.
He had life problems.
He couldn't get over it.
Why was your sister going
to Juárez at that hour?
Cheating, per usual.
She had a boyfriend
across the bridge?
I never met him, but
she was crazy for him.
But she had her 10-year-old
in the car with her.
She was gonna
leave David.
My guess is they got
in a fight that night,
she grabbed Caleb,
headed to Juarez.
Never made it.
Now I feel bad.
Why?
You're not supposed to
talk shit about the dead.
It's okay to have
bad memories.
Well, thanks.
I'm a man of my word.
Do I...
Am I required to
seal the deal again?
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Seal the deal.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
The last time, you were
begging me for it and shit.
HANK: Why am I back at
Childress' place?
TIM: Well' we got him dead to rights,
but now I got a bonus charge.
Aren't you supposed to be
taking some lost time?
Whatever.
I come out here,
find a crack in
the cement bigger than
my great-aunt
Betsy's forehead.
Get construction out here.
They're bitching, moaning,
"Oh, Coop, it's nothing."
And then bang,
they hit something.
Is it a rock? Hmm?
Is it a pipe'? Hmm?
Or...
Who the heck is this?
TIM: Body was I.D.'d as Kenneth
Hasting, went missing in ought-six.
What's his story?
He had a minuteman chapter, bumped
up against Jack's operation.
Dueling racists.
That's charming.
Well, it all
ended in tears,
and with Kenneth
underneath a concrete slab.
It doesn't fit with
the other murders.
Come again?
This is a petty kill,
a rivalry.
It's not our guy.
Meaning Childress
is innocent.
Not innocent.
TIM: Well, yeah.
Because when
Deputy Stokes' brain
matter spattered
all over Marco's face,
I was pretty damn
sure you were there.
What I'm saying is maybe
he was set up by David Tate.
David...
David Tate.
Who's dead.
Right.
According to
the Juárez report.
But no one I.D.'d him. There's
no prints, no suicide note.
It's sloppy-
That's Juárez.
Sloppy.
He could have
faked his own death,
so he could plan these killings
without being detected.
I know you're
shutting this down, Hank.
Sonya, it's far-fetched.
Hank, he's connected
to three victims.
Horseshit, Hank. I mean, I'm sorry,
but there's got to be a limit
to how much we indulge
our village idiot savant here.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Dani.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
We're just colleagues
at a work event.
No big deal.
No, we're not.
Well, that's
the party line.
Until you
say otherwise.
You're so easy
to be with.
I want you
to be comfortable.
I shouldn't be.
But I am.
The other night...
Day, actually.
Yeah.
That wasn't just...
No.
For me, either.
Oh! Thank goodness.
I was leaving you a note.
I need to talk
to you, Darcy.
Yeah, and I need
to get to the CVS.
I got to buy one of them
there shower seats.
Mom fell again,
three times now,
but will she use
a walking stick
like a sensible,
normal human being?
Well, let's see. Oh.
No, she will not.
Wow. You going to church?
There's some weird
stuffs been going on.
Weird, Steven?
I seem to have
a monkey on my back.
Well, hell's bells,
we all do.
I need a few days.
Impossible.
No, really.
I have to take a trip.
Is this about
that girl?
What girl?
The one whose
picture you carry around.
I watch you, Steven.
No. No.
Well, what then?
Just.
Feelings and thoughts
that I need to sort out.
Well, sort 'em out while
you're bleaching the floor.
No. No!
I'm sorry, Darcy.
I can't be of
service at this time.
(SIGHS)
Sonya.
Hi. You looking
for your dad'?
No. You.
Oh.
Did you get
the chocolates?
That was you?
Mm-hmm.
I don't eat chocolate.
My bad.
You all right?
Yeah.
Just taking a break.
Congratulations.
On the arrest and all.
Thanks.
Umm.
Gus, I don't think your dad would
like you sending me things.
Why not?
Well, I've been
getting to know him,
and I just don't
think he would like that.
He doesn't have to know.
I don't like secrets.
I guess it was
kind of crazy of me
to think you
might like me, too.
I'm...
I'm not good with...
With what?
People.
Closeness.
Why not?
Um...
I, I...
It's just...
It's hard for me.
I just don't know
what people want.
You know, when to talk,
when not to talk.
Or when to walk away,
I just don't know.
Well, I think it's
hard for everyone.
I'm the dummy who gave you
the candy you didn't want.
(BOTH LAUGH)
I better...
See you around.
(SPANISH MUSIC PLAYING)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Gracias.
Daniel Frye.
No.
No.
Whoa!
Your hair looks
sexy, baby.
What are you doing?
Just taking care
of business.
What's in the gym bag?
Laundry.
You and Tim are running some
stupid scheme, aren't you?
Whoa, whoa.
Stupid?
Ray, I don't
want this.
You and your shady ideas.
No, no, hey, hey, listen.
It's not like that.
I want to be legit.
I want you to be legit.
I hear you, darlin'.
I do.
Then whatever
you're up to, stop it.
Done.
I mean it.
Babe, come on.
Has ol' Ray-Ray
ever let you down?
A million times.
(LAUGHS)
Come on.
And get Tim out
of my pool house.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Sonya, let it rest.
What?
Forget about
David Tate.
I did. This is Kenneth
Hasting, the body they found.
No, that's David Tate.
Marco...
This is Kenneth Hasting.
And he has a current
driver's license.
That's David Tate.
I have to tell
you something.
Okay.
Well, it's bad.
It's gonna shock you.
(LAUGHS)
I've been warned.
I'm pregnant.
Now?
And married and
out with another man.
And enjoying yourself?
Yeah.
Me, too.
So messed up.
Yes, it is.
But...
And you still like me.
And I want to take you
home with me right now.
Meet me outside
in five?
Yeah.
You don't recognize
me, do you?
Sorry.
Yeah, maybe you
didn't check the papers
after what you did.
Look, I meet
a lot of people...
What the hell?
Look at me.
What.
There was a hit-and-run on
the Bridge of the Americas,
February 10, 2007.
I don't know.
You were driving
like an asshole does,
clipped a Honda from
behind. Flipped it.
My wife was driving that car.
My son was in the backseat.
They were both crushed.
It wasn't...
You took my
whole life away.
Then just drove on, like
it didn't matter at all.
(SIRENS BLARING)
He's not hiding anymore.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
This is Captain Robles.
Lieutenant Wade.
It seems your serial killer
crossed over into Mexico.
Yeah.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
...would like very
much to see that bead.
You have someone
in custody, no?
We do.
I guess everyone
makes mistakes.
I would like for my detectives
to collect it, please.
You can trust my people.
Señor.
MARCO: Oh, Jill.
I love you.
(RETCHING)
Hey! You're contaminating
the crime scene!
(SIGHS)
I knew Jill Tate.
Friend?
More than that.
Sex.
We had an affair while I
was friends with David.
Marco, you should've
told me that.
I didn't think
it mattered.
We need to tell the others.
No, please.
It's important
Sonya...
I know I was wrong
not to tell you.
(SIGHS)
Were you still seeing her when
she died in the hit-and-run?
Yes.
You're the man
across the bridge.
Tired?
Not really.
Me neither.
Ripped By mstoll
You like details?
Just like the killer.
It's how I work.
How's things at home?
It is what it is.
We don't have
to do this.
Well...
it's what we
both want. Right?
I want to get something
going down here.
You know what I mean?
I do.
Think you could set
me up with 50 to start?
Just gonna take me
a couple of days.
Sweet.
Good job, Timmy.
Snitching suits you.
But I have a partial
match on a car
that was sold at auction in
Las Cruces five years ago.
Get a name?
Jack Childress.
Lives out on McNutt Road.
El Paso PD.
Open the door!
He's been to Mexico.
Many times. He calls
them his "missions."
I will shoot you.
I believe you will.
Could've run.
Why'd you stay
to shoot?
The job wasn't done.
I meant to kill
the Mexican.
I know this is just desire
So won'! you stay with me
God, that feels so good.
(YELLS)
(LAUGHING)
I can't... I can't...
I can't feel my dick.
Guess what?
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
It is a little... It's a little
cold in the nether regions. Daddy!
Hey. Give me your pants.
Oh, shit!
For real?
I want those pants.
Give me the pants!
(LAUGHING)
Yes! Yes!
(ALL CHEERING)
You're rich. Rich guys
aren't supposed to run...
Oh, shit...aren't supposed
to run out of drugs ever.
It's the great
equalizer, dude.
It's a buzzkill.
Any case, we'll be across
and back in 20 minutes.
Oh, no.
My passport
It's in my
other pantalones.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Go, go with
Claudia hot tits.
I'll be back
with the blow.
Oh, yes.
Come here. Oh, my pants.
Santi! I salute you.
(BOTH GRUNT)
Bye-bye! Yes!
Go get 'em.
Yes! Oh, yes!
Ándale!
(THEME SONG PLAYING)
Until I'm one with you
My heart shall no!
pass through
Our love will be mistaken
Thirty-three illegal weapons
found at your place, Jack.
You prepping
for the end times?
Dialectics is
my answer.
Dialectics is
your answer.
We got a laundry list
of charges against you,
cop-killing among them,
and that doesn't end well.
In your system? No.
We also have a lot of
bodies to talk about.
Lorraine Gates. Cristina Fuentes.
Gina Meadows.
I don't know them.
We found a bone
saw in your truck.
We're testing
it for DNA.
Well, test away, 'cause...
It's not my saw.
Someone put them there?
Well, yeah.
You guys invaded
my land.
Strangers all
over my property.
Who knows what you
left there or took?
Yeah, I've been
stolen from before.
What about the car
at Peter Meadows' house,
where he was killed?
Also stolen!
But you didn't report it.
Who would I
report it to?
You?
Why did you want
to shoot Marco Ruiz?
The Mexican?
Yes.
Equilibrium.
But you had your
chance in the warehouse.
Why just kick him?
Yeah, my brain, it...
It needs a rest.
Why not shoot him then?
(GROANS)
Hi.
Hey.
Where are
the little ones?
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
It's Alma's.
She's going to a party.
So, I heard you
catch the killer.
Oh, yeah.
Yes, yes, yes.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
That is cool.
I mean, your marriage is
falling apart, but congrats.
Everything's
gonna be fine, Gus.
This is how it
started with my mom.
You stopped
coming home.
And after the divorce,
I barely saw you.
I...
Was working. I...
Yeah.
You remember the red
bike you gave me?
The one that got
run over by a van?
Yeah. For your
tenth birthday.
Yeah, I remember.
I left it in
the street on purpose.
Do you have any
idea how many kids
would kill for
a bike like that?
But I didn't
want a bike.
Maybe...
I wasn't there
for you enough.
Maybe.
You will understand
when you have kids.
It's not easy.
Yeah, you sound
like my friend Zina.
There you go.
That's a smart kid.
You should
stick with her.
No, calm down, no.
(LAUGHS)
She's just a friend.
You know, you can talk to
me about stuff, right?
Anything. You know that
I would like it
if we talked more.
Okay.
Okay.
Somethings off.
He's a lunatic.
A lot is off.
It just doesn't
make any sense to me
that he didn't shoot Marco
at the money drop.
His brain is scrambled.
You read the notebooks.
Yes.
And he quoted his
writings to Daniel Frye.
Dialectics and
that nonsense.
I know.
Hey.
We got him. It's a good thing.
Enjoy.
Hey, Miss Kitty.
Yeah?
May I please have
a cigarette?
I thought you quit.
I did, but...
We're gonna smoke a victory cigarette.
Come on.
Come on.
You said people
stole from you.
That's right.
Did they steal
your notebooks?
Hell, yeah. I used
to get harassed
by law enforcement
all the time.
They'd raid me
and take my stuff.
'Cause you were
hunting immigrants.
Not hunting.
Tracking. Escorting.
So, who harassed you?
Cops?
And Feds.
Feds, well, they...
Stormed my place
and hauled off my things.
Did they give some
of 'em back? Yeah.
But some things...
Including my...
Key writings...
They kept.
That right?
Power tripping.
Human nature.
Hmm.
I don't think
that's true.
"Slaves dream not of freedom,
but of becoming masters.“
(LAUGHING)
Holy smokes,
it's Vanilla Ice.
Ray-Ray.
How do you
like my cover?
Ice Ice Baby.
Nice, I'm glad this
all worked out.
Brother, do I ever
let you down'?
Never.
And don't
you forget it.
(SIGHS)
Ooh!
All right, what do you say we
unload and grab a couple of beers
before we hit
the road to Mexico?
Slow your roll there, pal.
This is as far as I go.
What do you mean? I thought
we were in this together.
That wasn't the deal, amigo.
I deliver.
You want to move it again, do
it your own self, comprende?
David Tate.
David Tate.
Hey! Where's Hank?
My favorite blouse.
Where's Hank? I stood
in line for two hours.
You know, two's a
coincidence, three's not.
Yeah, no argument there.
Morning.
Hey, hotshot.
Listen, the bosses want you
at the press conference.
And your girl's on
some new shit today.
Hey.
Somethings
going on, Marco.
What do you mean?
We have a new
person of interest.
No, no, no, no, no.
We have Childress.
I'm not sure
he's the one.
Sonya, he shot you.
I know, I know.
But I think he's being pointed to.
Set up.
By who?
There's this ex-FBI agent
who confiscated Childress'
notebooks during an investigation.
Never gave them back.
Which happens sometimes.
Sure.
Same guy back in 2006,
partnered with Gedman.
Okay.
And he was a patient
of Dr. Meadows.
I mean, that's three
direct links in an hour.
All roads lead
back to David Tate.
David Tate?
FBI?
You know him?
We worked together
on a task force.
Well, does he
fit the profile?
It doesn't matter.
David Tate's dead.
Hey, how you feeling?
Like a guy who just
had a big ass seizure.
Why don't you
stay home a while?
'Cause there are
more distractions here.
Oh, wait.
Um...
This is for you.
What is it?
Your Christmas bonus.
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
Write a puff piece.
Drink some champagne.
Get a glimpse of
the good life in Juárez.
Apparently,
there is such a thing.
You're passing up a party?
Yeah. If I go,
I will drink. A lot.
So this is
the new Daniel.
I hate him.
Have fun.
Don't let Santi Jr.
seduce you.
You know him?
That's my boy.
I've seen him turn
a lot of gay girls straight.
Oh, you're such a dick.
Wear a dress!
You got a nice ass.
A sober dick.
But a dick.
Oh, my God.
Yes, I know.
I know.
Okay, thanks.
Hank thinks this is
a wild goose chase.
Well, we do have
a guy locked up.
Just need to make sure that
David Tate is actually dead.
He is. I attended
his funeral.
You did?
Yes.
Was it open casket?
No.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Hey.
Buenos días.
Remember Sonya Cross?
Buenos días.
Gracias.
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
Right?
And now you're
investigating ghosts?
We're not sure about
David Tate's death.
She's not sure.
He's American,
but died in Juárez.
He came here to
blow his head off.
He had a lot of problems.
Like what?
Depression? Drugs?
A car accident
killed his wife and son.
After that, yes,
drugs, drinking...
The FBI had
to let him go.
It says he left a note.
Yeah, but we
don't have it.
And he was cremated here?
His sister-in-law okayed it.
Remember I told you,
"From the bowl to the mouth,
soup falls"?
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, right.
So he was unrecognizable.
They I.D.'d him with a driver's
license that was just on him.
It's totally possible that
this is not even David Tate.
Sonya...
It's possible.
Yeah.
We have so many
murders here,
we hardly investigate
the suicides.
Can I have this?
Sure.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Tim?
Hey, Char.
Long time.
Yeah, I'll say.
You know, I heard you
were doing well, but,
damn girl,
you're frickin' rich.
Yeah. What are
you doing here?
Just getting up
with my boy Ray.
What's with
the ice cream truck?
Oh. Well...
You know how I like
the little kiddies.
Joking.
(swans) Yeah.
Ray said I could
stay in the pool house.
He did? Where
is he anyway?
He's out running errands.
You know Ray,
always up to something.
Yeah. I know.
Tim sucks.
Tim sucks Satan's cock.
Tim swallows that suck sauce
like warm beer.
Okay.
Oh! Mother of pearl!
(GRUNTS)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(MOANS)
(GASPS)
(LAUGHING)
(BUZZING)
WOMAN: I lost touch with
David after the accident.
Then he pulled a Kurt Cobain
down in Juárez.
Did you ever
see his body?
I just told them to go
ahead and cremate him.
The poor guy.
You liked him?
I felt sorry for him.
He lost his
shit after Jill.
I heard he had
drug problems.
He had life problems.
He couldn't get over it.
Why was your sister going
to Juárez at that hour?
Cheating, per usual.
She had a boyfriend
across the bridge?
I never met him, but
she was crazy for him.
But she had her 10-year-old
in the car with her.
She was gonna
leave David.
My guess is they got
in a fight that night,
she grabbed Caleb,
headed to Juarez.
Never made it.
Now I feel bad.
Why?
You're not supposed to
talk shit about the dead.
It's okay to have
bad memories.
Well, thanks.
I'm a man of my word.
Do I...
Am I required to
seal the deal again?
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Seal the deal.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
The last time, you were
begging me for it and shit.
HANK: Why am I back at
Childress' place?
TIM: Well' we got him dead to rights,
but now I got a bonus charge.
Aren't you supposed to be
taking some lost time?
Whatever.
I come out here,
find a crack in
the cement bigger than
my great-aunt
Betsy's forehead.
Get construction out here.
They're bitching, moaning,
"Oh, Coop, it's nothing."
And then bang,
they hit something.
Is it a rock? Hmm?
Is it a pipe'? Hmm?
Or...
Who the heck is this?
TIM: Body was I.D.'d as Kenneth
Hasting, went missing in ought-six.
What's his story?
He had a minuteman chapter, bumped
up against Jack's operation.
Dueling racists.
That's charming.
Well, it all
ended in tears,
and with Kenneth
underneath a concrete slab.
It doesn't fit with
the other murders.
Come again?
This is a petty kill,
a rivalry.
It's not our guy.
Meaning Childress
is innocent.
Not innocent.
TIM: Well, yeah.
Because when
Deputy Stokes' brain
matter spattered
all over Marco's face,
I was pretty damn
sure you were there.
What I'm saying is maybe
he was set up by David Tate.
David...
David Tate.
Who's dead.
Right.
According to
the Juárez report.
But no one I.D.'d him. There's
no prints, no suicide note.
It's sloppy-
That's Juárez.
Sloppy.
He could have
faked his own death,
so he could plan these killings
without being detected.
I know you're
shutting this down, Hank.
Sonya, it's far-fetched.
Hank, he's connected
to three victims.
Horseshit, Hank. I mean, I'm sorry,
but there's got to be a limit
to how much we indulge
our village idiot savant here.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Dani.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
We're just colleagues
at a work event.
No big deal.
No, we're not.
Well, that's
the party line.
Until you
say otherwise.
You're so easy
to be with.
I want you
to be comfortable.
I shouldn't be.
But I am.
The other night...
Day, actually.
Yeah.
That wasn't just...
No.
For me, either.
Oh! Thank goodness.
I was leaving you a note.
I need to talk
to you, Darcy.
Yeah, and I need
to get to the CVS.
I got to buy one of them
there shower seats.
Mom fell again,
three times now,
but will she use
a walking stick
like a sensible,
normal human being?
Well, let's see. Oh.
No, she will not.
Wow. You going to church?
There's some weird
stuffs been going on.
Weird, Steven?
I seem to have
a monkey on my back.
Well, hell's bells,
we all do.
I need a few days.
Impossible.
No, really.
I have to take a trip.
Is this about
that girl?
What girl?
The one whose
picture you carry around.
I watch you, Steven.
No. No.
Well, what then?
Just.
Feelings and thoughts
that I need to sort out.
Well, sort 'em out while
you're bleaching the floor.
No. No!
I'm sorry, Darcy.
I can't be of
service at this time.
(SIGHS)
Sonya.
Hi. You looking
for your dad'?
No. You.
Oh.
Did you get
the chocolates?
That was you?
Mm-hmm.
I don't eat chocolate.
My bad.
You all right?
Yeah.
Just taking a break.
Congratulations.
On the arrest and all.
Thanks.
Umm.
Gus, I don't think your dad would
like you sending me things.
Why not?
Well, I've been
getting to know him,
and I just don't
think he would like that.
He doesn't have to know.
I don't like secrets.
I guess it was
kind of crazy of me
to think you
might like me, too.
I'm...
I'm not good with...
With what?
People.
Closeness.
Why not?
Um...
I, I...
It's just...
It's hard for me.
I just don't know
what people want.
You know, when to talk,
when not to talk.
Or when to walk away,
I just don't know.
Well, I think it's
hard for everyone.
I'm the dummy who gave you
the candy you didn't want.
(BOTH LAUGH)
I better...
See you around.
(SPANISH MUSIC PLAYING)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Gracias.
Daniel Frye.
No.
No.
Whoa!
Your hair looks
sexy, baby.
What are you doing?
Just taking care
of business.
What's in the gym bag?
Laundry.
You and Tim are running some
stupid scheme, aren't you?
Whoa, whoa.
Stupid?
Ray, I don't
want this.
You and your shady ideas.
No, no, hey, hey, listen.
It's not like that.
I want to be legit.
I want you to be legit.
I hear you, darlin'.
I do.
Then whatever
you're up to, stop it.
Done.
I mean it.
Babe, come on.
Has ol' Ray-Ray
ever let you down?
A million times.
(LAUGHS)
Come on.
And get Tim out
of my pool house.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Sonya, let it rest.
What?
Forget about
David Tate.
I did. This is Kenneth
Hasting, the body they found.
No, that's David Tate.
Marco...
This is Kenneth Hasting.
And he has a current
driver's license.
That's David Tate.
I have to tell
you something.
Okay.
Well, it's bad.
It's gonna shock you.
(LAUGHS)
I've been warned.
I'm pregnant.
Now?
And married and
out with another man.
And enjoying yourself?
Yeah.
Me, too.
So messed up.
Yes, it is.
But...
And you still like me.
And I want to take you
home with me right now.
Meet me outside
in five?
Yeah.
You don't recognize
me, do you?
Sorry.
Yeah, maybe you
didn't check the papers
after what you did.
Look, I meet
a lot of people...
What the hell?
Look at me.
What.
There was a hit-and-run on
the Bridge of the Americas,
February 10, 2007.
I don't know.
You were driving
like an asshole does,
clipped a Honda from
behind. Flipped it.
My wife was driving that car.
My son was in the backseat.
They were both crushed.
It wasn't...
You took my
whole life away.
Then just drove on, like
it didn't matter at all.
(SIRENS BLARING)
He's not hiding anymore.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
This is Captain Robles.
Lieutenant Wade.
It seems your serial killer
crossed over into Mexico.
Yeah.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
...would like very
much to see that bead.
You have someone
in custody, no?
We do.
I guess everyone
makes mistakes.
I would like for my detectives
to collect it, please.
You can trust my people.
Señor.
MARCO: Oh, Jill.
I love you.
(RETCHING)
Hey! You're contaminating
the crime scene!
(SIGHS)
I knew Jill Tate.
Friend?
More than that.
Sex.
We had an affair while I
was friends with David.
Marco, you should've
told me that.
I didn't think
it mattered.
We need to tell the others.
No, please.
It's important
Sonya...
I know I was wrong
not to tell you.
(SIGHS)
Were you still seeing her when
she died in the hit-and-run?
Yes.
You're the man
across the bridge.
Tired?
Not really.
Me neither.
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