All language subtitles for Queen of the South s04e06_Engish

My dad started working
in the cartel when he was 14.

Drop the magazine.
Empty the chamber.

-(gun clicks)
-Reload.

Teresa: Previously on
"Queen of the South"...

I know he wouldn't
want this for you.

I've been lucky every day
since I've had it.

Thank you.

POTE: People in our line of
work can't be with civilians.

It's too dangerous for you--
for him.

Are you sure
we can trust Javier?

(dramatic music)

We're selling to Dumas now.
Javier will be your contact.

You and I won't
be meeting again.

It must've been Dumas
who told the judge about us.

-Whoa, slow down.
-You broke our trust.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Where is Bobby?

(gun clicks)

-(shouts)
-(both grunting)

(gunshot)

Soon as she pops her head up,
we hit her.

(gun clicks)

(both grunt)

(shouting)

Your Honor.

Word is,
Mendoza's sending you a message.

LAFAYETTE: You get one hit--
an eye for an eye--

to put that girl in her place.

-(grunts)
-Get off of me!

-Uhh--
-This is for Dumas.

After that, we go back
to business as usual.

(soft dramatic music)

(clock ticking)

(door thuds closed)

Dumas went after her
'cause she was an easy target.

He'll try to kill anyone
tied to us.

Sí.

I need to see Tony.

Where's Javier?

Puta madre.

(airplane whooshing)

(both speaking Spanish)

(banging on door)

(pounding continues)

Where were you?

-POTE: We're at war,
-JAVIER: Hey--

And you disappear
to screw some bitch?

JAVIER: Hey, cabrón.
Watch your mouth, puto.

Or what, cabrón?
Mm?

What?

Pote.

Give us a minute.

(woman breathing heavily)

-Who is she?
-Her name is Emilia.

You didn't answer my question.

(sighs softly)

She's Boaz's ex-fiancée.

And she's with you now.

Sí.

He can't know she's here.

My cousin's been with
a lot of women, pero...

Entiende?

I'm sorry, patrona.
I'm sorry, Teresa.

I--I didn't want
to make this your problem.

This isn't our only problem.

Dumas killed Birdie.

This hijo de puta!

I need you to do something.

(exhales)

Whatever you need.

Do we need to put someone
to protect her?

No, no one else knows, and...

I want to keep it that way.

Let's go.

(door clicks shut)

(dog barking distantly)

Hey.

Oh, uh,
Tony will be out in a jiffy.

Um, hey,

I-I'm so sorry about
what happened to your bartender.

[stammers]
Birdie, right?

Thank you.

Teresa, I heard someone
came after you.

It's okay.

I wanna talk to you.

Come outside.

Okay.

(sighs)

Listen.

I know you've gone through
a lot,

but you can't just disappear

without letting anyone
know where you are,

especially with a gun.

It's dangerous.

Look,
I wanna pull my own weight.

You can use me.

-(engine revvs)
-(keypad beeps)

DUMAS SOLDIER:
Yo, it's going down.

Do it.

I promised your mother
I'd keep you safe.

(motorcycle revving)

My father was a soldier,
and this is who I am.

(tires screeching)

(bang)

You have no idea
what this life really is.

It is not for you.

You taught me to shoot a gun
for a reason.

(gun clicks)

TONY:
Now you need protecting.

What your father had to do,

what everyone in this life
is forced to do--look at me...

(gunfire)

-(shouts)
-You can never come back from.

(grunts)

(groans)

Whoever you thought you were...

that dies.

(gun shell clatters)

You don't want this.

(tense music)

(siren whooping)

(siren whooping)

(siren whoops)

(police radio chatter)

Gonna need you to step
outside the vehicle, please.

Just...you.

-(radio chatter)
-I suggest the rest of you

find your center of peace
and not move.

Teresa?

It's okay.

(tense music)

Go.

(police radio chatter)

Beautiful morning, isn't it?

Shame about that young girl.

I understand the rage
you may be feeling,

but you and Marcel
have each lost one.

Scales are balanced now.

I need you to pin your anger
to the post.

His men tried to kill me.

After Marcel's men
turned up dead.

You drew first blood.

Had you given me an answer
to our proposed partnership,

my tone might be more amenable.

You don't care about
the deaths,

just about money.

And a good working relationship.

Marcel and I have
peacefully coexisted for years.

There's been nothing but chaos
since you arrived.

That chaos
wasn't started by me.

Dumas is making this
personal.

I'll speak to Marcel.

But you need to be
the bigger man here--

cool those pretty heels

till we figure this thing out.

Let me know you've heard me,

and that you understand...

With words.

I heard you.

Good girl.

(lighter clinks)

(lighter flicks)

(cigar sizzles)

(heavy music)

Patrona.

-It's done.
-(glasses clink)

They'll know who you are now.

(liquid pouring)

-Bien hecho.
-Gracias.

POTE: (distantly)
Where are we on surveillance?

JAVIER:
We have eyes on some targets.

We'll have more soon.

POTE: His club, his house,
his people.

-We have a line on his family.
-No.

We're at war.

Not his family.

I'm gonna go
fortify our defense.

Patrona, are you okay?

I want you to take me somewhere.

(background noise,
chatter)

Welcome to the Casa De Santos.

Thank you for seeing me
such a short notice, madrina.

This--this is her.

Hm.

You seek a blessing
of protection?

Sí.

She's a leader
looking out for her people.

(soft dramatic music)

You are afraid she will fail.

The Orishas will guide us.
Let us begin.

(man singing
in foreign language)

(Afro-Latin tribal song plays)

(singing in foreign
language continues)

(Oriate crucita
exhales forcefully)

(singing and drumming
continues)

(moaning)

(singing, drumming fades)

Will this be enough
to protect her?

The Santos tell me this is not
what your friend seeks.

(indistinct radio chatter)

(tense music)

ORIATE CRUCITA:
It is not protection

this woman is looking for.

It is a reckoning.

I'd love to think that
that hurricane you came in with

was...all about
my undeniable sex appeal.

Unfortunately,
for my ego, I know better.

(heavy sigh)

Just work.

I'm listening.

(sighs)

I want to run my business
in a way, and...

The competition
is forcing me to change.

And you have to
make compromises.

And if you don't,

they try to take you down.

Most people give in--

"if you can't beat 'em,
join 'em" mentality.

Something tells me
you can beat them.

If the train is taking you
to somewhere you don't wanna go,

to someone you don't wanna be,

get off the train.

Thank you.

I'm also available for
all the stuff we just did--

if you need help
working that out again.

(tense music)

You don't have to do this,
Marcel.

We can handle this bitch
on our own.

You're gonna wanna
stop talking.

Right now.

Shomari James.

Marcel.

I knew I was getting
them A-T-L boys.

I didn't know
I was getting the boss.

We go back, man.

And you got beef this hot,

I'm here to put a period
on that shit.

So how you want this
to go down?

Scorched earth.

Her people, her spots--

Mari,
she don't see the sun rise.

Say less.

(car doors slamming)

(exhales)

(crickets chirping)

(door clicks, creaks)

All right.

(door thuds shut)

(sighs)

Now you know my secret.

Are you in love with her?

We didn't plan for it to happen.

(soft dramatic music)

My cousin killed his own brother

like it was nothing,

just to seize power.

Imagine what he would do
if he knew about Emilia.

Boaz is my associate,

but you're with me now.

(sighs)

Gracias.

I don't know how to thank you,
patrona.

Put a man on my friend
for protection.

He can't know.

Are we crazy?

To want something different
in this life?

I don't know.

(somber music)

(engine turns over)

(train horn blares)

(train bell ringing)

(glass bottle clinks)

(engine revvs)

(tires screeching)

(machinegun fire)

(grunts)

MAN: (yelps)

(grunts)

(suspenseful music)

They almost got me.
It was Dumas' men.

He brought them from outside.
I saw Georgia plates.

So, he's hired more men.

(soft dramatic music)

(indistinct chatter)

-(line ringing)
-(chatter continues)

(indistinct radio chatter)

-TERESA: Hello?
-Patrona, we have a problem.

The Judge's cops
just rounded up our men

from the distillery.

The Judge is coming for us.

It's punishment
for not backing down.

He's clearing the way
for Dumas to finish us.

(car door slams)

It's past my office hours,

and I got a bourbon
waiting for me at home.

I need my men released.

That's gonna be tricky

given their questionable
immigration status--

not to mention the unregistered
firearms found on their persons.

How much is it going to cost?

You've already heard my terms.

10% is too much.

(chuckles)

I've spent some time
in your country.

I know your people
like to haggle,

but this isn't some Tia-juana
flea market, Miss Mendoza.

My price is final.

Now, you can pay it,

or you can go back home
and haggle with tourists

over $5 souvenirs.

Your choice.

-Now, if you'll excuse me--
-Okay.

10%.

Wise decision.

You'll see how much smoother
things go for you

moving forward, Miss Mendoza.

(dark music)

(engine turns over)

I made a deal.

It will get our men released

and put a stop
to Dumas' attacks.

But they won't come out
tonight,

and Dumas' men
are still coming for us.

Let's go inside.
We're sitting ducks out here.

JAVIER: And we know where
Dumas' men hang out.

Maybe we should grab Cedric.

Good insurance--just in case the
Judge doesn't work fast enough.

You don't make a truce
out of weakness.

You make it out of strength.

It's a smart move, Teresita.

Javier,

don't let this end like Bobby.

I want him alive.

Sí, patrona.

(suspenseful music)

(water running)

(tense music)

(click)

(neon buzzing)

No, not that.

CEDRIC: Hola.

(soft indistinct chatter)

(car door dinging)

CEDRIC: Hey.

(car door slams)

I gotta hustle, man.

Marcel's gonna
be looking for me.

You even think
of holding out on me,

I'll send your ass back
upstate--finish your bid.

Wait, what?

I already gave you
her coke business, man.

I gave you her deal with Marcel.
Now, what else do you want?

RANDALL: What else do I want?
CEDRIC: (grunts)

I want details!

There's a war now.

I know Marcel's got
people in play.

Who taught you to do that?

Oh, it's for protection.

When I was a young boy,

mi tía Pilar,
would drag me to la Botánica .

She told me that
Santería was created

when the slavemasters
would force their slaves

to practice Christianity.

So the slaves banded together

and created
their own secret religion

so they can keep
their own faith.

Mi tía survived life
in Culiacán.

She survived cancer.

Dumas' men fired at me
at point-blank range.

A bullet went
right through my jacket

and didn't even touch me.

The Orishas protected
mi tía and me, and now,

they will protect us.

I thought we would be safe here.

Building this business
with decency

has never been done.

They see a soft heart,

and they think weakness.

Do you think it's weakness?

I think it's courage.

But I also know that
you will have to change

to become the person
that you're supposed to be.

What if that person scares me?

-(siren whoops)
-(tires screeching)

Pinche Judge
double-crossed us.

Safe room.
Go.

Blast anything that
comes through that door.

Sí, patron.

(suspenseful music)

Pote.

POTE: Those are the guys
who came after me.

The Judge's 10% has paid off.

Don't move.

(sirens wailing)

-MAN: Keep it right there.
-MAN: 'K, we got them.

(heavy music)

(phone buzzing)

-(phone beeps, clacks)
-Yes?

Patrona,
just saw Cedric meeting with

the Judge's crooked cop.

Gave him intel on Dumas
and you.

So it was Cedric who
ratted us out to the Judge,

not Dumas?

JAVIER:
I've got Cedric in my sights.

I want to talk to you.

I ain't got nothing
to say to you.

TERESA: Then you can listen.

(phone buzzing)

(keypad beeps)

Sí?

Muy bien.

Okay.

O'Keefe and Common.

Gracias.

I need you to deliver
a message to Dumas.

I want a truce.

You killed his people.

And he killed mine.

This war isn't good
for any of us.

You need me alive
to deliver that message.

Make sure he gets it.

(engine turns over)

(soft, dramatic music)

(phone unlocks, tapping)

(keypad beeps)

(line ringing)

DUMAS: What do you want?

You got my message?

Yeah, I did.
You sic the Judge's dogs

on my guys
and you think I'm done?

Listen.
You got one man in your pocket.

I got hitters in every city--

phone call away.

You may want to wait.

I have information
that affects your business.

(lock grinds)

(engine turns over)

(panting)

I don't know what
this bitch's telling you--

Shut the hell up!

Come here.
Come here.

(grunts)

You sold me out.

You sold us out...

for this.

No.
The Judge had me, man.

You know
he had me on probation,

said he's gonna violate me
back to Orleans Parish Prison

ten years
if I ain't play ball.

No, no, listen...
(stammers) I'm sorry, man.

Let it go.
Don't do this, brother.

We--we family!

-Ced...
-(whimpers)

I see how you do family.

I'ma show you
how we do betrayal.

Wait.

Marcel.

The Judge doesn't know
we found his rat.

We can use that.

(scoffing)

MARCEL: It's all right.

This lady just bought your life.

MARCEL:
I grew up with that kid.

I know his mama.

Had a rat, and you found him.

That don't take away
what you took from me.

I don't know how they
do shit in Sinaloa.

Bobby was familia.

You're right.

I thought you betrayed me
to the Judge,

and I ended our business deal
without listening to you.

I didn't intend to kill Bobby.

He made a move

and died under my watch.

None of this had to happen.

I acted without knowing
the whole story.

You're goddamn right you did.

There's only one person

who profits off of us at war.

(tense music)

The Judge.

The only way for people
like him to stay in power

is to keep people like us
at each other's throats.

Slavemaster mentality.

Ain't a new thing around here.

(scoffs)

How are you suggesting

that we move forward?

I would like to resume
our business deal.

I will supply you
a monthly shipment

of my product.

And this.

For Bobby's family.

(soft music)

All right.

(indistinct TV chatter)

Ah, no...
(speaks Spanish)

(both speaking Spanish)

(laughs)

Gracias.

(speaking Spanish)

Si.

(sighs)

Sí.

(soft dramatic music)

(object thunks)

-JUDGE: Lookie here.
-(bug machine crackles)

Christmas came early.

(chuckles)
There's more.

Cedric called.

Said Dumas struck a truce
with Mendoza.

How do we feel about that?

Ah...

As long as Ms. Mendoza
proves useful to us,

it's my pleasure
to have her here as our guest.

I'm nothing if not magnanimous.

(chuckles)

There's nearly half a million
in those bags.

She got it liquid
in a heartbeat.

(laughs)

Her money may get us our shiny

new correctional facility
much faster than we thought,

where she'll have
her own private room...

If she survive that long.

EDDIE:
Thank you for bringing dinner.

It was amazing.

-You made it, right?
-(both laugh)

(soulful music playing)

No...
(laughs)

Hey, all I can make are
scrambled eggs, so...

You seem better.

Why didn't you mention Birdie?

It's my fault she's gone.

How is it your fault?
It was a random act of violence.

It happened at my bar.

Could've had better security.

Could-a, should-a...

Regret's gonna eat you alive.

Sometimes,

you spend so much time
dwelling on the past

that you forget to live.

I lived most of my life

running from my past.

That's not living.

That's surviving.

We should want
more than that, right?

Are we still talking about me?

(pats thigh)

(whispers)
Come here.

What's in it for me?

MEN:
You must not be looking

You must not be trying

Must not be trying

He's asleep.

KELLY ANNE:
Yeah? Finally.

Poor kid hadn't been sleeping.

He was waiting up for you,
you know.

-He waited up?
KELLY ANNE: Mm-hmm.

-(fridge opens)
-You're real good with him.

-(grunts)
-(bottle hisses)

He's a good boy.

Yeah, he is.

You know, I think he kinda looks
up to you like a father figure.

(bottle clunks down)

(sighs)

(soft dramatic music)

What's wrong?

It wasn't my fault.

What wasn't?

Everyone knows the rules.

Chino knew the rules--

Tony's...

Tony's father.

He was stealing from my boss,
and I was just following orders,

and he knew the rules.

That's why I felt nothing
when I squeezed the trigger

and took his life.

But I feel something now.

Hey.

It's understandable.

Why?

Because Tony means something
to you now.

Mm.

(foreboding music)