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SON-IN-LAW

We had a deal, man.

What the hell did you think was going to happen?

See? I warned you.

I kept warning you, man.

You should have known better.

Hold on!

The gun just went off.

Holy shit.

Secure the perimeter!

It's fine.

Drive the attorney general home.

He needs to take a shower and get ready for the press conference.

Yes, sir.

So…

we're good?

Don't worry.

We have a deal, remember?

You think I sell one pill at a time?

Damn.

And you're going to the party?

Take these, okay?

Five dollars a pill for meth and the speed. Ten for ecstasy.

And no less than 60 for a gram of coke, homie.

You can get 2,000 for all that, at least.

So, come find me on Monday morning and bring me, I don't know,

a thousand.

Keep the change. Deal?

She's the meanest girl in school, Mom.

I don't know anything about these people.

Who is that girl?

She's just a girl in my chemistry class.

It's okay. You can go.

But if you get into trouble again, son, you know what will happen.

You can move to Ocote and stay with Uncle Mateo.

Oh, son. I'm sorry you didn't have a father figure at home,

but if it's not too late,

now you'll have the benefit of true discipline.

Be nice to your uncle. He's a good man.

The bus is leaving!

OCOTE BUS STATION

Passengers traveling to San José de Gracia, get on the bus.

Next stop, San José de Gracia.

Uncle Mateo?

Finally! Your mother gave you something for me.

Let's go.

CLUTCH AND BRAKE SERVICE

There he is! Chui's idol, lord and master from Monterrey, Nuevo León.

The fastest man in Aztec wrestling, and here's the great Furia Fronteriza

from TJ…

Now he's showing us…

What a move! What a way to show off!

The son of the wind, the man who arose from the Empire of the Rising Sun…

Your room is upstairs. I swept it out.

Do you want a beer?

Here.

Thanks.

"Beast! Beast! Beast!"

This is the new idol of professional wrestling,

a true phenomenon for posterity, of idolatry,

of full recognition of his art.

What a way to arrive to end his empire! He's knocked him out cold.

His opponent tries to control him. He does a crossbody block and…

He knocks him down at once. Two, only two seconds.

These two titans are competing.

They are competing against each other.

Here comes the first trick.

That's it, ladies and gentlemen. These gladiators are showing…

What about the bus idea?

I'll tell Diego.

Let's hope this time he talks to your parents.

Good luck.

My parents never listen to my brother. They know he's an idiot.

Hey. You're talking about my best friend. Watch your mouth.

Your best friend who'd probably kill you if he found out we're seeing each other.

Well, he has a deep-rooted sense of honor.

Really?

Listen, ever since my dad became a congressman--

That's exactly my point.

It's a great time to seize the initiative and make deals.

I've got three vans as well as my taxi.

But with a couple of luxury buses,

we could do a route from Tejalpa to Albacruz Riviera

and do beach tours for the gringos.

Spring break parties and stuff.

Wait, don't they all want to go to Xaca and Los Cactus?

Yeah, that's my point.

The beaches are deserted here. There's no competition.

Even if there was, your family's got the edge.

All that bullshit with permits and licenses…

I mean… Besides, you're already working in the business.

There'd be a lot of in-kind contribution from you and your family.

Real added value.

You wouldn't have to pay anything up front to be in the partnership.

We could get a loan based on projected income.

Even a tax incentive because it's an economic development zone.

We could even set up a trust.

You like?

Awesome, man. Awesome.

Mom!

Mom!

Hey, bro!

What are you drooling over?

That's my sister.

Yeah.

Remember you met her at the Los Magikos concert?

Remember?

This must be your friend from law school.

Yes.

José Sánchez. A true honor to meet you, Congressman.

I understand you're not from Albacruz.

No, I'm from the north.

I even lived in San Diego, California, for some years.

And why didn't you go to law school there?

Lucía, go fly a kite.

Because I fell in love with Mexico.

I've been busy planning some business here.

That's why law came late to my life.

Then why not Albacruz?

-I understand it's better than Seneca. -Mom.

That, honorable madam, is a very frequent mistake,

even among Albacruz residents.

Very few people know that with regard to commercial law,

Seneca's program is much better.

Way better.

-What's up, José? -Hi.

What are you doing here?

-Your brother insisted I come. -I think not.

By the way, where is he?

I don't know.

Last time I saw him, he was sulking in a corner.

You haven't told him about us, right?

Of course not.

Hi, Lucía!

Vero.

Meet Diego's friend from law school.

This is… Juan? No, José. José.

Nice to meet you.

-José. -Nice to meet you too.

Uncle Mateo.

Uncle Mateo.

-Credit? Are you kidding? -It's guaranteed. I swear.

Guaranteed? He's dead.

And you're not leaving without paying. Alex!

Another one who wants to leave without paying.

Yes, Mom! I'm coming!

His estate is collateral. Trust me.

We're finishing the probate.

It will be done any moment now. It won't take long. I swear.

-You heard her. -Yeah, all right.

Hey, hold on!

Watch it!

Stop!

Open the door!

-Thanks, man. -No worries.

I don't get it.

It's like $2,000 to fly the ashes there with all the customs forms.

If I don't send them to my mom,

she and my stupid sister will want to come for the funeral.

Why don't you want them to come to the funeral?

What funeral? I'm not paying for one.

Besides, no one would show up.

Look, this way, one of your guys takes them in his truck,

and my mom picks them up at your warehouse in San Diego.

-Man, you think of everything. -I have to.

What did you do with his body?

What? I didn't do anything! How…?

And don't tell me…

What's your excuse? He shrank to Taquito-size?

ALWAYS IN OUR HEARTS TAQUITO

He was… a bag of bones.

They must've gotten the wrong package.

Get rid of the box. I'll handle it.

-You never listen to me! -No!

What's wrong?

This is all your fault.

Why?

What's up?

-Son of a bitch. -Hold on, man.

-Motherfucker! -I can explain.

-You always get me in trouble. -What's wrong with you? We're friends!

-Are we, man? -Yeah, dude.

-Wait! -So?

I just meant to comfort her. She's my best friend's sister.

-She was sad. -Sad and pregnant.

And now my parents are blaming me!

Hold on. They think you got your sister pregnant?

-Son of a bitch! -Hold on!

Calm down! Stop!

Come on. Calm down.

José?

You're trash, man!

Cheating on my sister with this girl!

-Who are you? -The guy who's gonna kill your boyfriend!

You're nuts. That's Flavia! My sister! From San Diego!

So, you're this asshole's sister?

Yeah, unfortunately.

I've got a theory that he's adopted.

That makes sense.

-Right? -You knocked my tooth loose.

TEN YEARS LATER

-What the hell? -Little devil!

I said wake him up, not give him a heart attack.

-Mom! -Idalia, check on the boy!

-Did you brush your teeth? -Yes, Mom.

Let me smell.

-Mommy! -Don't be a liar.

Go brush them, or your father will spank you!

PARTIDA TRANSPORTATION

Hello?

Call from Mr. Nuncio.

Not now.

Do you have them?

-The papers for the notary. -Yes, they're here.

Man. You just had to print them, not sign them.

My job was to get them ready.

Lucía is the only one who can sign papers.

My parents put the company in her name, remember?

I'm the executive vice president…

Diego, we have to pick Gerardito up.

The air conditioning people are here.

So?

-Let's go, Diego. -So…

The air conditioning people are here.

Nobody messes with the air conditioning guys, okay?

Honey, we're late.

Print this again, and make sure Lucía signs it.

My mom wants this fixed now.

Come on!

Relax.

Who's that?

Can I help you?

Are you the air conditioning people?

Yeah, we're the air conditioning people.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm in charge here.

Of the passenger lines.

Partida?

Sánchez.

José Sánchez.

Executive vice president.

Where's Diego?

Diego Partida is my brother-in-law.

So, you're part of the family?

Yeah, I guess so. And you?

Juan.

Juan Fernando Lugo Chaires.

At your service.

We also have a family business in San Isidro.

But we're expanding.

You run a good business here, huh?

We could do better.

What do you mean?

Well, think about it.

Why are all the transfers out of Tejalpa?

With 20 more buses, we could wipe Tejalpa off the map.

We could do more runs to Alcocer. I keep saying.

We could create a fund, reverse mortgages, those kinds of strategies.

Pick up a couple of resorts and transport tourists on our buses.

See?

Everything is connected.

Transportation, tourism, local economy.

So,

what's stopping you?

Other people who don't share the vision.

Other people.

Do you know what I think about other people?

Fuck them.

Listen.

Back in Xacatlán, there are a lot of other people.

And do you know what my brothers and I say about them?

Fuck them.

We're finished, boss.

All right, it seems that the buses are done.

You have a big crew.

We had a lot of insulation to put in.

José, if you ever need a silent partner…

hit me up.

Until next time.

-Welcome. -Mrs. Guadalupe, how are you?

-Glad to see you. -You too. Make yourself at home.

-Thanks for the invitation. -Have you met my son?

-Good afternoon. -Hi. Lucía.

-Maximiliano, nice to meet you. -José Sánchez.

Maximiliano.

-José Sánchez. -Tequila, Mr. Germán.

-Hello. -José Sánchez.

-Bring the bottle. -Hi. José Sánchez.

What more do you want?

We've endorsed you. We donated no small sum.

It's no secret.

We backed Vivar. You beat him for the nomination.

So now we're backing you.

But yesterday's rally…

Just look at that!

POLITICAL SHAME

It's a bad joke. Unbelievable.

What were you thinking? It's humiliating, isn't it?

Let's face facts.

We're disappearing the old campaign staff and putting together a new team.

A little late in the race, isn't it?

I beat your boy Vivar, and I will win this election too.

I may not have the old political machine behind me,

and I may be just a local boy, but I've got vision.

And I'm going to win.

We hope so, son.

Now, regarding the price…

No, Mr. Germán. The price is the price.

Excuse me.

Over here!

-Sit down. -How are you, man?

-What's up? -Have a seat.

Sit down, man. Want a beer?

Yeah, thanks.

Mr. Sánchez…

A pleasure.

Yeah.

Fuck that guy.

Excuse me, Buendía.

There's someone who'd like to meet you.

Come in. Have a seat.

Ocote will become a hub of commercial opportunities,

streamlining and synchronizing

the various private transportation networks

into a regional transportation plan.

And our candidate needs to send a message to the masses.

Something that mobilizes his base, that unlocks massive support.

A vision.

No. What he needs is a team that can bring more than ten people

to his next rally.

That's it!

How do people get to rallies?

Transportation.

And I guess you're the president of Partida Transportation.

Executive vice president, but it's practically the same thing.

Every journalist and TV news team

will be at the town square next Saturday.

That square looks empty with less than 1,000 people.

A thousand people.

A thousand people.

-That's why I brought him, Buendía. -Why am I wasting my time with this guy?

Unlike the other guy you brought in,

this one has a fleet of buses.

What do you think?

Of course. I signed it myself.

Yeah. Okay.

Okay.

Yeah, I'll call you back.

-Boss, do you have a minute? -What is it?

Méndez says you asked him to stop selling tickets

for the Limoneros and Puerto Alto routes this coming Saturday

because they're sold out.

You mentioned something about Alcocer and Tuxtlán.

That we're renting new buses.

But there is no record of ticket sales in the operating account.

Don't worry.

They're charters.

We'll cover it with the reserve account.

But I already transferred that account, sir.

What about the line of credit?

Your mother-in-law has to authorize it.

I guess you've figured out what's going on.

Yes, sir.

Have you told anyone?

No. No, sir.

But it's only a matter of time

before Mr. Partida and Mrs. Fajardo realize.

If the operating account gets down to zero,

the bank may have to take action.

I suggest you get everything in order.

You know what happens if I don't deliver?

The air conditioning people will come and use me as insulation.

You see what I mean?

-That's fucked up. -Fucked up.

I need to get all the buses I can for this rally.

Do you have collateral we could use at the bank tomorrow morning?

-The house. -That's fine.

The problem is, it's in Lucía's name.

I just have to hang on until next weekend.

Then I suggest you go home,

make love to your wife,

and make her sign the house over as collateral for the bank.

I'll try to delay all cash outflows.

Yes.

Ordoñez.

-Sir? -Why are you being so kind to me?

I've been working at this company for nearly two decades,

long before you came along.

Also, your in-laws are shits.

Oh, yeah.

I won't sign shit!

-Not in a million years! -Come here.

You asshole! Now you've really outdone yourself!

You know what? Bye!

And if they find my body in a ditch, remember you and your family killed me!

God damn it!

The buses aren't the problem.

It's just…

a complication with the routes.

I need some help changing them.

The deal was we pay for the crowd and you cover the transportation.

-Yes. -And we'd split it fifty-fifty.

The rally is tomorrow.

Yes, I know.

I know, and considering this is so last minute,

if we manage to make it work,

what's mine is yours.

All right, then.

First of all, apologies.

We're making a vehicle change.

This bus is now headed to Maximiliano Arévalo's rally,

and of course, you're cordially invited.

This is bullshit!

Hey. Those who join us

will be paid, of course, an umbrella and a sandwich.

Yes, ma'am. The one in blue.

-Good afternoon. -Good day.

How much is the pay?

200 pesos for adults, and 100 for kids.

This is unacceptable.

I'm filing a complaint.

Hey, relax.

Everyone has that right, but for now,

if you're not going to the rally, get off the bus.

Now move it!

All the buses today are heading to the rally.

You can ask for fried chicken and a soda while you wait at the corner store.

This is shameful.

An insult in every sense of the word.

Bon appétit.

Arévalo!

Arévalo!

Arévalo!

Arévalo!

Arévalo!

Arévalo!

Stop, please!

Did you see their faces?

-They couldn't believe it. -No.

They looked like…

Yeah.

But the look on my mother-in-law's face, I'll have to deal with that later.

We filled the square. Damn!

Yeah, we did. We did.

Arévalo!

-Arévalo! -Arévalo…

-Motherfuckers! -Arévalo!

No, thanks a lot.

I quit a long time ago due to sinusitis. It messed me up.

-What the hell! -As they say, later is too late.

-A bit can't hurt, right? -That's right!

Do you know what we still need to do?

Strengthen the circle of trust.

Man, we have to build a resort,

like with a fucking golf course…

We'll have a bar with cocktails

that have those little umbrellas,

the tropical ones, huh?

-And we'll make a killing. -Yeah, sure.

Or a bus line.

-Damn! -Fucking Juan.

This shit is dope.

Don't call me Juan, dude.

I'm sorry.

Shall I call you Fernando?

Your name is Juan Fernando, right?

Is that your name?

Call me Lobo, bro.

Okay.

Bro.

Well done, José.

Well done. The people, the buses…

You're about to meet him.

My dear José.

You know, since I saw you at Mr. Germán's house, I said,

"This man will bring me such good luck."

You know I have a very keen sixth sense.

Now give me a hug, man. Thank you.

You've got it, sir. You've got it. Or shall I call you Mr. Mayor?

Isn't Juan Fernando joining us?

No.

There have been some rumors about him.

Now that we're entering government,

we'll have to distance ourselves from characters like him.

Oh, I see.

Right.

But let's talk about you, José. Tell me about yourself.

-What? -Director of transportation.

Director of transportation?

Director of transportation.

Do I need to say it again?

Well, it's… incredible.

We still have to fix the problem with the labor union,

the people at the Federal Consumer Protection Office,

and the ticket refunds.

Don't worry about that. I've already taken care of everything.

Besides, I already got the permits

for the Aguascalientes and Durango lines.

Oh, and we're sorting out the financing for our new school bus fleet.

We need about 30.

What school bus fleet?

I forgot to tell you that next year we will be handling a tender

with the Ministry of Public Education.

Well, technically, I will be handling it.

To do this, we need to create a holding company

registered in the name of Lucía, my sweetheart, of course,

of which I will be the general partner.

Unless anyone objects.

THREE YEARS LATER

State police officers were ambushed,

triggering a day marked by pursuits

and the mobilization of security forces.

The sound of explosions was captured,

while another video posted on social media…

It's been more than two months

since his swift rise from mayor to governor,

but Maximiliano Arévalo has yet to appoint a new attorney general for Albacruz.

And almost a month after the resignation of the previous attorney general,

the government of Maximiliano Arévalo…

…has yet to appoint a replacement.

Meanwhile, the fierce war between cartels…

Fucking blood-sucking witch.

…continues to claim the lives of more Albacruz residents.

Today, a record day, 38 homicides.

You see?

At this rate, there will be no one left in Albacruz

to hire as attorney general.

Even if anyone was stupid enough to take the job.

What did Espinosa say?

What do you think? "You might as well shoot me now."

One priority is to straighten and widen Buenavista,

which would open up access to Nuevo Alto.

If we call it an extension of Highway 300,

we can transfer part of the federal highway money

to your discretionary development fund.

What do you think?

I know you could use a little improvement to the road to your new estate, right?

How clever, José!

Now, La Carbonera--

-José. -Yes?

We didn't ask you to come in to discuss your department's budget.

Although, as always, I greatly value your ingenuity

and, above all, my share.

It's alright. So?

I'll get straight to the point.

Albacruz needs a new attorney general.

And we think you're the right person for the job.

-No, but I-- -No buts.

No buts.

Please, have a seat.

We need someone with vision,

and you, Sánchez, have vision.

Mr. Governor, you have vision.

I mean, I do, too. Everybody does.

And although I also have legal training, technically, I did not finish my degree.

-So, I can't-- -Yes, at Séneca University.

We are aware of that.

We know you owe two subjects. But don't worry, that's taken care of.

The president of Séneca University will personally award you

an honorary doctorate for all the work you have done and will do for Albacruz.

-Oh, yeah. -Yes?

Do you like it?

That's great news.

Hey, you're going to be the boss.

Just imagine how influential you will be!

And besides, the attorney general is also in charge of the police and such?

That means they'll give you a gun!

I don't know, I guess so.

God, you have to choose a really big one.

I think that's a good idea.

Yes, a really big one to protect yourself.

-A really big one. -A big one?

What?

What?

It's an important position.

Okay, go ahead.

Get yourself killed.

Well, I might.

And I can finally make your parents happy.

Fucking hell.

For the first time in history,

we will have a police force trained

to the highest international standards

and with cutting-edge equipment.

Help me! Police!

Thank you very much.

We have created a new security model.

POLICE

And so we begin

with honesty,

determination, courage,

but above all,

with love for Albacruz, a new and brighter chapter in our history

We're safe.

José Sánchez, your attorney general, closer to you.

State of Albacruz.

Impressive.

The first step is to project strength,

send the cartels the message that they need to come to their senses.

I asked Malvárez to organize an elite strike force under my command.

And you're already blowing through the emergency budget.

A helicopter?

What a nice touch.

Actually, we rented it from an American film crew

that's shooting in Durango, but that's only the first step.

You don't say.

Twenty-eight people were massacred on the road to Xacatlán.

And one of your commanders was kidnapped by the OHL.

Yes, well, the guy was with San Isidro's people.

But we're waiting for the body to turn up.

Watch it, José.

I'll make them stop, sir.

Make them stop.

Fu…

FORENSIC MEDICAL SERVICES

We've got something.

ADDRESSED SOLELY TO JOSÉ SÁNCHEZ,

There.

ADDRESSED SOLELY TO JOSÉ SÁNCHEZ, UNDER PENALTY OF DEATH

But if it isn't the big boss!

I loved the little film you made.

I could watch it all fucking day. You should be an actor.

-Who is this? -Your partner, from years ago.

Hold on.

Is this Juan Fernando?

El Lobo?

That's right, man! The one and only.

I'm glad you called. I've got you in my mind lately.

I've been thinking a lot about you.

Because things here have become

kind of rough, don't you think?

You still there?

Yes. I'm still here.

Yeah, I know you are, standing on the beach like an idiot.

Don't worry. I got you covered.

You're safe.

In fact, you've never been safer in your life.

Know why?

Because you're the only bastard

who can save Albacruz from all this mess.

We need you.

Those guys from Janitzio and San Isidro are fucking crazy, man.

They're not businessmen like you and me.

What do you mean?

Listen, José.

What I mean

is that no one

is going to win this war alone.

Together, man,

you and me,

can bring true peace to Albacruz.

I don't know.

Do I have a choice?

Maybe I should go with El Lobo.

Look, José.

A few months ago, I would have told you to consider it.

But I don't think the Lobos Magos have enough firepower.

And if we join up with them, we're going to get it from the other two.

Or the Lobos Magos could kill you

and make it look like one of the others did it,

so that the feds come down on them.

El Sombra could kill you just because.

But it would make more sense if El Patas killed you,

and then spread word you were with El Sombra.

Fucking shit.

Everybody wants to kill me and make it look like someone else did it.

Why don't I just kill myself?

GENERAL WAREHOUSE

Is everybody ready?

Remember to defend yourselves with all you've got.

It's the only way we'll survive this attack.

First, the attack.

Then, the defense.

Goddamn it.

I do love my van.

But…

Watch out!

What are you waiting for? Shoot!

We don't have all day!

POINT OF IMPACT

Ocote woke up this morning to the news that attorney general José Sánchez

and members of the Albacruz police force

had clashed with and managed to repel an attack by a group of armed men.

Statements made by the officers and Sánchez himself

say that they were on their way from the prosecutor's office to his home

when they were surprised by a convoy of several vans

firing at them and forcing them to stop.

With no way to escape, the police had to fight back,

and José Sánchez joined in the shooting, repelling the attack.

However, the attackers managed to escape.

Who did this?

I have no idea who could have been responsible for this attack.

No, really, I don't.

I mean, it's unfortunate, but it's the job that has to be done.

But if it helps at all,

I hope it makes the people of Albacruz

feel safe

because we, in the Albacruz police force,

would rather be shot than abandon people to their fate.

Lucía!

-José. -I'm fine.

I thought the worst.

It's okay, I'm fine, Lucía.

It's okay, don't be dramatic.

I can't live like this, José.

I know, I'm sorry.

Listen,

I think it's best for you and the kids to move to San Diego.

For a while, until all this is over.

You've always wanted to live there. This is your chance.

Oh, I get it.

You want to get me out of the way.

No, look. That's nonsense.

We were supposed to move there together.

You and me, like Flavia and Diego, but no.

Of course, Mr. Big Shot has to stay here getting into shoot-outs

packing off his family to go live with your damn mother.

I won't do it.

I never said you were going to live with her.

We'll find a nice big house in Chula Vista and I'll visit on weekends.

-On weekends? Yeah, right! -Yes, on weekends. Yeah.

-Yes? -You won't believe it.

-All of them reached out. -All of them? Who?

All of them.

-The cartel leaders. -Hang up. Who is that?

Hang up immediately.

…Janitzio, Lobos Magos.

-Each of them sent a message. -You're right.

There's no reason for us to get caught in your crossfire.

-They don't want reprisals. -I'm packing!

No way, are you serious?

-Yeah, I'm serious. -Yes, boss.

I'm serious. They agreed to hold a summit.

Excellent.

Let's put it this way.

Either we come out as millionaires or we come out dead.

Responding to your call, we meet with the leaders

of the organizations operating in Albacruz.

Representing Janitzio's cartel,

El Sombra.

And representing San Isidro's, El Patas.

And representing Lobos Magos' cartel, Mr. Mago and Mr. Lobo.

Please start while we await the beers. They're chilling now.

I'd like to start by clarifying one thing.

As far as I'm concerned, what's past is past.

I don't want to blame anyone for the attack against me.

And if I caused any casualties among your men, I apologize.

It was in self-defense.

In that case, everything is in order.

But I want to make something clear.

We didn't do it, okay?

-Like I said, what's past is past. -Neither did we.

-Neither did we. -Okay.

If we had done it, you wouldn't be here.

So now it turns out nobody did it.

We should all pledge to find that asshole and hang him by his balls.

Deal, after we fuck him in the eye sockets!

-Him and all his family? -The children, too?

The children too.

-Let's focus on the future. -Hold on a second, bro.

Listen.

Anyone who crosses the line

and puts the life of a government official at risk

is bad for us.

In that case, why don't you tell them what happened to the police captain?

Fucking snitch.

He died in his own piss, man.

Then, I put him in a blender,

I bought a tub of lard, and you know what I did?

I mixed it so your mother gets well lubricated.

What did you say, idiot?

Stop fucking with me, man.

Easy, men, the beers are here.

Hand them a beer. Hey, relax, my friends.

-It's okay, fucking idiot. -Relax.

The beer is really cold.

Gringo beer?

This meeting's a joke.

-You're a dead man, asshole. -Motherfucker.

Wait! Listen to me!

Hey! Shut up right now!

If you like.

Please, sit.

-Okay. -Alright.

It's simple. We'll divide the state into three parts.

Janitzio will take the south.

Lobos Magos will take the center.

San Isidro will take the north.

Everyone contributes the necessary amount

to carry out operations in your sector.

And we will provide protection in your territory

so that everyone can operate for the benefit of all.

And then…

Then,

you can stop fucking with each other.

Great.

Let's make the damn deal!

-I'm in. -Hell yes!

Deal.

For you, sir.

A present from the men up there.

-Sir. -Thank you.

Hold on.

That's yours.

The new accountant says he sent you the transfer instructions for the bank,

but you didn't answer him.

Can you call your mom back?

Okay. Thanks. Could you excuse me?

As of today,

we pronounce the city of Ocote

the safest city in all of our beloved Mexico.

Bravo, Mr. Governor.

A YEAR LATER

But if it isn't El Serpiente, the big boss himself!

-This deal has been good for everybody. -No, man.

It has been good for you and for the governor.

Even if I wanted to change it,

as long as everyone follows the rules, there's no reason to do so.

What if I told you that the rules are changing,

whether you like it or not?

I'd tell you to fuck off whether you like it or not.

I love it when you talk dirty, man.

Let me tell you a story.

At the end of the story, you'll understand it's about you and me

and how together,

we're going to bring true peace not only to Albacruz, man,

but to all of Mexico.

-Do you want to hear it? -Yeah.

Go ahead.

About two weeks ago, back in Toluca,

my nephew, El Mago,

was picked up by an army unit.

Look, although I'd like to help you,

you know I can't interfere with the army.

They took him,

but not to prison.

They took him to Mexico City.

I'M ON MY WAY, MAN HAHAHA

WE EVEN HAVE A MOTORCYCLE ESCORT.

NO WAY, WE'RE GOING INTO A GOVERNMENT OFFICE.

DON'T WORRY, MAN

THIS GUY MUST BE A BIG SHIT.

RELAX, MAN, SOON YOU WILL BE IN FRONT OF EL PADRINO.

Bon appetit.

You too.

Excuse me.

That's all right.

I'M WITH HIM. HE'S VERY WHITE AND OLD.

HE'S WEARING A UNIFORM AND MEDALS.

HE SAYS OK I AM TEXTING.

BUT HE SAYS I HAVE NOT SEEN HIM.

AND I SHOULD DELETE THESE MESSAGES.

HE SENDS YOU HIS GREETINGS. XD

I'm very happy they've sent you here.

SO LONG AS WE HAVE AN UNDERSTANDING,

I'm sure if we work together…

THE ARMY WILL NEVER TOUCH US IN ALBACRUZ.

HE'S GOING TO TALK TO HIS BOYS IN COLOMBIA.

HE SAYS THAT WE ARE TO DO GREAT THINGS TOGETHER!!!

-Cheers. -Cheers.

TELL HIM I'M AT HIS SERVICE.

HE SAYS WE'RE PLAYING GOLF TOMORROW.

COOL, MAN.

HE SAYS YOU DON'T FORGET TO DELETE THE TEXTS.

YEAH, TELL HIM THAT AS SOON AS YOU RETURN…

WE'LL GET RID OF THESE PHONES

AND GET NEW ONES FOR SAFETY'S SAKE.

SO LONG AS WE HAVE AN UNDERSTANDING…

What?

Yeah.

Amazing.

Yeah.

Do you know what I think?

Yeah, I do.

-I say, fuck'em. -Yeah.

Fuck them.

You know the drill, come on.

You know who they are?

Yes, sir.

They're San Isidro's cartel people.

The army detained them two days ago.

Why didn't they inform us?

What were they doing here?

Well, digging ditches.

There.

Thanks a lot, it was very kind of you.

You didn't have to.

Yeah. No.

Lucía told me the children loved the karaoke.

-Thanks a lot. -You want one for your mom?

No, she's not into singing and all that.

Those San Isidro idiots left a warehouse full of them.

Yes, Lobo, with respect to San Isidro,

I'd like to ask you to tell me in advance next time.

You know, the elections are approaching.

The PRI party, the governor,

the bodies are piling up and--

We take care of El Padrino's business.

Yes, sure.

El Padrino looks after us.

Yes, that's right.

Hey, how are the sweet 16 party plans going?

Your daughter must be very excited.

God, she's happy, she couldn't be happier.

Yes, of course.

Hey, let me tell you something.

I'm honored to be her godfather, bro.

I'll give her a fucking red carpet just for herself.

Anything for you, bro.

Yeah, listen, Juan Fernando, It'd really be an honor for me…

It is indeed an honor for me…er being…

You don't want me to be your daughter's godfather? That it?

No, that's not it. The thing is--

-Are you ashamed to be associated with me? -No, don't say that. Never.

I bet if Chapito offered to be your daughter's godfather,

you'd wet your pants in a second.

No, that's not it. Listen.

-But me? -No.

Okay. Eh…

Are you there, Juan Fernando?

Hey, Lobo. I don't--

I'm just pulling your leg, bro.

I see.

I know I can't be Vale's godfather.

-I'd love to be there. -Okay.

Let me tell you something.

Neither you nor I need that photo in the press.

Right.

-We have important matters to attend to. -Hold on.

Okay.

-Take care, Serpiente. -I will.

Hey, I have to take a call. I'll call you later.

What?

There are some people from the Iguana construction company here

talking to my parents

about an agreement for some land that, according to them,

you had them sign illegally.

They're here with their people. They have a lawyer.

-Someone named Braulio… -Braulio…

Braulio… who?

Parra.

Parra.

Parra.

That's El Sombra's lawyer.

They're at the ranch?

-Yes. -Fine.

Tell them I'll see them. I need a day.

And ask them where they're staying.

What's up? How's it going?

Wow.

Relax.

We're just here to make a little film with you.

Fuck!

Mr. Parra.

Time's up, motherfucker.

-Adiós, bro. -Hold on.

Hello, Serpiente.

What's up?

Nothing.

Nothing.

-No, no, don't. -What was that?

Guess what?

I guess it was something.

-What? -What do you mean she's not coming?

She doesn't want to.

It's her sweet 16 party. She has to.

Kids these days, they're not into it like we were.

At least not here in the States.

Who cares if they're into it or not?

What's that?

Where are you?

No, the thing is…

There's a cat outside the window. Let me close it.

Listen, tell Vale to either get on that plane next week

and come here to start practicing choreography or--

Or what?

Is she still taking driving lessons?

Yes.

And she's getting her driving license this year, right?

Obviously.

Fine. If she comes, I'll give her a BMW.

And a new one for me.

What? No.

-Deal. -Lucía. No, hold on.

Lucía…

-See that ridge over there? -Yeah.

Follow it all the way over

from where the trees begin to where they end.

-You see? -Yes.

It's all mine.

I figure the longest sniper kill shot is about

a mile and a quarter.

So, if some asshole gets on that ridge

with a TAC-50, he could blow my fucking head off.

But he'd have to be a hell of a great shot.

-You see? -Yes, of course.

I own everything I see.

I am in charge.

Command, control, communications.

That's peace of mind.

Which I have.

So long as I sleep with an eye open and keep paying fucking Padrino,

who, by the way, should be the one paying me.

Anyway.

He's got me in the State of Mexico, cleaning the territory.

But he wants more and more every month.

Well, you make more and more every month.

You have to spend more to earn more.

Have you heard of this concept before?

Which one?

Free cash flow.

Oh, yeah. Sure.

I've got a lot of that.

The only problem is that it all ends up in El Padrino's hands.

Right.

It's complicated, but we're good.

It's okay.

I'm a free spirit.

I'm truly independent. That's why they call me El Lobo.

I pay them to leave me alone.

So I can do business the right way.

Like you and I talked about, man.

For the sake of the people. For peace.

Exactly.

For peace.

That's why I pay you.

So you help me maintain law and order.

Okay. Well, I…

Let me ask you something.

It seems like I am working for you and the government.

It should be the other way around.

It's a passing feeling.

Precisely, man.

That's why I like talking to you.

You and I think, man.

-With vision. -With vision.

With vision.

That's why

when Arévalo runs for prime minister,

we're going to make sure you're the next governor of Albacruz.

-Cheers to that, man. -Cheers.

Come on, wake up!

One more time. From the start.

Go. Five, six, seven, eight.

And one, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight.

Vale, you're doing great.

You know I'm busy.

It's beautiful.

I swear it's the most expensive dress

He's an idiot. An idiot!

This guy's an idiot.

-What's wrong? -He's an idiot!

Look, he's a front-page idiot.

Idiot.

"José Sánchez, the shady attorney general from Albacruz,

linked to corruption."

It's just lies and gossip. They have nothing on us.

Yes, I know.

But no, it's not against "us."

Against "you."

-Who's squealing? -We'll get to the bottom of this.

I mean it, Mr. Governor. Don't worry.

This will blow over. These things always do.

Right.

Just lie low.

Why don't you take a trip abroad for a while?

Disappear or something?

I'd love to, but Vale's sweet 16 party is coming.

She feels very honored that you agreed to be her godfather.

Remind me, when is that?

Next week.

I'm not sure if the governor can be put in that situation.

Especially if any of your special friends are coming.

Only the most respectable are coming.

Well, that is, if they do after this scandal.

Of course they are coming. They have to.

Joaquín, where are my pills?

Here, sir.

I'm sorry you're not feeling well, sir.

You want to know what's bothering me?

Some asshole's fucking my woman.

-Did you hear me? -Yes, Mr. Governor.

-Which one? -My wife, asshole!

How do you know?

Through her cell phone.

Obviously, I tap it.

If you saw the photos they send each other.

Is it someone I know?

If you can identify him by his--

Listen, José. I need you to do your job.

Find that guy.

And when you do, strangle him with that thing, got it?

Find that motherfucker!

Motherfucker.

But he's the best choreographer in Albacruz.

It was hard for Angélica, uh, Jessica, to get him.

He's charging us a lot for each rehearsal.

Okay, Vale.

I've really tried to be very patient. But you're going too far.

Learn the fucking steps.

I have to go.

I have to do an important job for the governor.

You know it's a great honor that he's your godfather.

Listen, I'm very busy right now, I have to go.

Bye, sweetheart.

Yes, sir.

A toast to us and our beautiful daughter.

And to the boy as well.

You look lovely.

And you look like shit.

Well, it's the price you pay…

The price of success, which means nothing

if I can't share it with the people I love.

Share it with your mother and your whores.

Don't say that.

Have you thought it through?

It's time we are a family again.

And you and the children come back home.

To this shithole?

You're talking to the next governor of this shithole.

Who, by the way, pays for your business investments.

-And the houses so that your family can-- -Yes, I know. We are partners.

We will always be partners.

You don't have to get so sentimental.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I think it's because our little Vale is growing up

and I never thought the day would come…

It's okay. Come on.

Okay. Get a grip.

You're a complete mess.

Why are you using this number?

The other one is for emergencies. Use the other.

I'll let you get back to work.

Wait.

See you tonight?

No.

I'm staying at my parents'.

Take care.

See you tomorrow.

Good evening, how are you?

Enjoy the evening.

Hello, beautiful.

How are you?

Good evening. Welcome.

Hi, how are you?

-Sir. -Thank you.

My dear Mom.

-So proud of you, sweetheart. -Thanks, Mom. I love you.

In-laws.

How are you?

-Hi, gorgeous. How are you? -Hello.

I'm fine.

-Okay. Done. -Brother-in-law.

-As it should be. -Thanks a lot.

Oh, here's the big boy!

Congratulations.

Hello. How are you?

Your daughter.

Look at that.

Bravo!

May I have this dance?

-Mr. Governor. -José.

It's been quite an honor to have you here.

We need to talk.

Come with me.

Yes.

I'll be right back, sweetie.

-We've just come back from Mexico City. -You went to Mexico City?

-I didn't know. -Nobody knew. It's a secret.

The bosses there have a very important job for you, José.

Really important.

Sorry, what?

You heard, José.

No, no, that makes no sense.

The Lobos Magos have protection.

Had protection.

All they talk about

is how much money they pay El Padrino.

Millions. Millions and millions.

I guess someone offered them more.

In Mexico City, they're convinced

you're the only person who can do this job

because of the trust El Lobo has in you.

-And there's something else. -What is it?

The Americans are asking about you and your connection to El Lobo.

The pile of bodies, José.

Think about your family.

You need to prove

that you are still the one who brings law to this city.

Is that clear?

You're still that person, right?

The one who brings law and order to Albacruz.

Yes, but the Lobos Magos…

They won't…

Sir.

Great party.

Cheers.

Yes?

No luck, sir.

No luck?

He definitely isn't at the estate or at the safe house.

He knows what's coming.

Hold on. I'm getting a text.

It's El Lobo. He has answered. Hold on.

How the hell did they get this number?

What's with the car?

You told me to be discreet. This is discreet.

-Hey, Lobo. -Yeah?

Get down, bastard!

-Get down! -Don't move!

Come on! Upstairs!

Take him upstairs!

Come on, Lobo.

Get up, man.

Come on, move it!

General Ignacio Valverde was arrested today

at Los Angeles International Airport.

For the U.S. Department of Justice,

today is a historic day.

TWO WEEKS LATER

Did you see this?

Yes, but we're…

We had a deal, man.

Those aren't even tacos, assholes!

Fuck your mother!

Fuck your damn mother!

Fuck your goddamn mother!

Your fucking mother!

Go fuck your fucking mother!

No, I'll fuck your mother!

And your sister!

And I'll fuck your father, too!

And I'll fuck your mother

while she sucks your little dick

and almost rips it off, you fucker!

Fuck your fucking mother!

Subtitle translation by: Estefanía Giménez Casset