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Hey.

What are you doing awake, my dear?

Something's going to happen.

Something really bad.

Move.

You can get out of this, son.

As soon as we can be sure

you're going to kill Trueba.

I'm not doing anything until I talk to Bautista.

Bautista isn't coming, asshole.

So...

who should we go after first?

How about we chop off her nanny's other foot and shove it up his ass?

You'll never find her.

Good luck with the rest.

I can't stand my mom.

My sister is in Europe.

My wife, who I don't give a shit about, left me.

Friends?

I don't have any.

I've spent 10 years making sure there's no one I give a shit about.

So we'll have to do this the old-fashioned way.

Don't you think someone'll notice if the mayor turns up to the office

looking like shit, moron?

Don't worry, boss.

I'm going to leave you as good as new.

THE CANDIDATE

Hooters To-Go, can I take your order, please?

Today's your lucky day, fucking pussy güero.

Just a second.

What is it, Gemela?

The Federation already knows where Bautista is.

They want to see you tomorrow.

In Tepito?

No, in Tláhuac.

In El Octavo Mar, at 5:00 p.m.

Why the change?

You son of a bitch.

If I don't ask, why the fuck should you, man?

Just be there.

Unless you don't want to see Bautista.

Okie dokie.

What happened? What did he say?

Didn't you hear?

Well?

You're running out of time.

This has only just begun, brother.

If I don't get to the office by 8:00,

my team will come by my house and...

the game will be up, won't it?

Interesting observation.

But you're forgetting that the El Pastor

did a job here a few hours ago.

Isn't this your official phone?

Give me your finger.

That's it.

How would you say it?

How do you talk? Let's see here.

Apologies.

Period.

I can't make it in to the office today.

I think it was something I ate.

Cancel all of my meetings.

Period.

Will you do the honors?

There you go.

Let's see.

That was fast.

It's a message from Pineda.

"Don't worry, boss."

"Let me know if you need anything."

You see?

And you said you didn't have any friends, man.

You see how it is?

Well, now we've got another 24 hours.

I'll only talk to Bautista, no one else.

Come on.

Let's see.

Your leg.

Come on, son.

You won't like what's coming.

Help me help you. Cooperate.

Have you ever had a bone scraped?

Don't move.

I've never done this before.

I thought I was doing the right thing.

Right for who?

I believed Lalo was compromised.

And he wasn't.

And it all spiraled.

I'm sorry.

What happened when you were 15?

Come on, I know about your juvie record.

But even the CIA can't get them unsealed.

It has nothing to do with this.

I was a fucked-up teenager.

I got into some shit.

Using,

dealing, and...

One day this girl sold me some bad shit.

We got into it and...

She lost her left eye.

I went to juvie for a year

and when I came out, I was different.

I have worked my entire life to fix myself.

Yeah, so I slipped up,

but it's not who I am.

I am sure of this.

I'm not.

I'm not gonna to fire you,

but only 'cause that would raise too many questions.

But you're gonna find a way to leave my station.

I can fix this.

Espionage is a dark business.

For those officers who have a lot of darkness inside them already,

it doesn't work out well for the Agency.

Or anyone else.

Now I got a meeting in D.C.

Use that time to figure out an exit strategy.

It's me.

Hey, how's the alcohol supply?

Top shelf.

Location, not quality.

Carla fired me.

She asked me if I could find another job, so, yeah, she fired me.

Well, that's a goddamn shame.

You're not a bad C.O.

-Good instincts. -Right?

I mean, I knew you were insane the first moment I met you, so...

Right.

Yeah, you just gotta get better at acting upon your instincts.

Date with an ex?

I got a meeting with the Federation again at 5:00 today.

La Gemela called me last night.

She's got a lead on Bautista, so...

You have a week left in the country.

Yeah, and that is why I'm not wasting any time.

Do you really think this is safe?

Yeah. That's why I'm wearing a fucking Kevlar vest

and carrying a fucking gun.

Look.

To be honest with you,

she was kind of weird on the phone last night.

She wanted to change the place of the meet to somewhere we hadn't met before,

so I went to the location last night,

I scoped it out, and took a few precautions, okay?

Precautions?

Are you trying to get yourself killed?

Why do you care?

All I do is fucking hurt people, right?

Come on, that's not fair. When I said that...

I am going to this meeting, so... bye-bye.

You know what?

Do whatever the fuck you want.

I don't give a shit anymore.

Want some water?

What a shame.

I don't think I told you...

that the police wrote me a report on you guys.

I know a lot about you, Lupe.

Oh, man,

the things he did to you as a child.

You poor guy.

How many times did your mom stab your dad?

Thirty-three?

Anyway, she obviously had no choice,

since your dad had been raping you.

I'm going to fucking break your head, motherfucker.

I'll give you something to cry about, asshole.

No, stop!

You've got balls, man.

Huge balls.

So it must be that,

if you did nothing,

it's because you loved it when your dad stuck his dick in you, right?

I'll show you what I like, motherfucker.

What the fuck is going on, man?

What the fuck are you doing, man?

Damn it, he's not breathing, asshole!

Fucking asshole!

That's it, there you go.

He was swallowing his tongue, asshole.

I leave you alone for a minute and what do you do?

Kill the boss's son, idiot?

Don't talk to me like that. We're the same.

Don't kid yourself.

We are not the same.

You're another level of sick.

Get the fuck out.

Now!

Have some water, son. Here.

It's okay.

NAME AND/OR ALIAS - LUZ LA GEMELA

You've reached Wayne Addison. Leave a message.

They killed La Gemela last night,

so whatever you think you're walking into, you aren't.

Don't go in the fucking restaurant, Wayne.

Tech support.

-Do you know who this is? -Yeah.

Okay, I need you to track a number for me.

I'm sorry, you've reached US Embassy tech support, I don't...

If you don't do this right now,

I'm gonna go over there and I'm gonna fucking kick your ass, Carol.

Do you think I forgot about the dog collar shit?

I'm sorry, what's the number, please?

Good morning.

Easy, easy. How do you feel?

Better?

So, have you cooled off?

Lalito, who is Isabel Alfaro?

She works for the US Embassy.

She helping to coordinate a project with my office. Why?

She texts you a lot.

"Thanks for the wine and the blackberries."

Your office sounds fun, man.

I sent her a bottle of wine to thank her.

Listen to this.

Thanks for dinner.

It was really nice seeing you again.

Anyway, I was just calling to tell you

I had a great time last night.

I think she likes you. Don't you, Lalito?

It's okay, don't tell me.

Why don't I go ask her myself?

You seriously think you can mess with someone

who works in the American embassy, asshole?

There is someone who means something to you

Thanks for dinner.

It was really nice seeing you again.

Where are you going?

Lupe!

No.

-Where are you going, asshole? -Settle down. It's okay.

Sit down.

Search him.

No fucking way!

What, you don't trust me?

As a great American once said, "Trust, but verify."

The truck is here.

Give him the gun and let's go.

Let's talk a little bit.

Call me old-fashioned,

but I like to get to know a man before he roofies me.

What do you want?

La Gemela told me you got a lead on Bautista.

Can you turn that shit off?

So?

But you've got to tell me how you plan on pulling that off.

Sorry, friend.

Trade secret.

I'm sticking out my neck here for you, güero,

so you don't get to keep shit to yourself.

I don't like wasting time.

So, let's go.

Yeah, okay.

Do you mind if I go to the bathroom first?

I tend to crap myself when I'm feeling nervous.

Hurry up.

-Hurry up, gringo. -I'm coming!

Fuck you, man. Come on!

Don't move!

Put your hands in the air.

Give me the gun, you son of a bitch.

Now give me your gun.

Put your gun in the bag.

In the bag!

Come on, give me the gun.

Come on, give me your gun.

What the fuck, man?

The bag.

Thanks.

Where's your ride?

Your six, 50 meters.

Go.

You've got to bring Diplo back. This is crazy.

Come on, Pastor.

Hold on.

I thought you were smarter than this.

How can you get involved with a gringo without...

There's a really easy way to get out of here, son.

And you know what it is.

Where are you going?

Who called you? Where are you going?

Hey!

Is it done?

No, not yet.

We almost had him, but that fucking gringo, man.

He got away? You dumbass!

Look.

Please, don't do anything to my family.

I'll look for him, I'll track him down, I know people...

You get one more fucking chance.

We know a couple of safe houses, maybe he's there.

I'll give you the address now.

I'll send it to you.

Fuck.

Are you okay?

Please, help us.

We were kidnapped.

You're from the government, right?

Not anymore, I don't think.

You keep thinking there's another way out.

There isn't.

We should really be going to the station.

Try and find out why they're trying to kill you.

I don't fucking know.

Maybe you should ask La Gemela's ghost, huh?

Or we could ask Romero. You know, him being alive and all.

Come on.

You've reached Agustín Romero. Please leave a message.

Romero, it's your favorite gringo.

So John Smith and I just got ambushed by the Federation.

I'm sure you're having a heart attack out of concern right now,

but I can assure you we're both fine.

I think it has something to do with La Gemela.

She was a source of mine

and she just got whacked, so call me back.

-Guns, go back! -Shit!

Go!

Go, get back!

Fuck!

Goddamn it!

Are you okay?

Oh, God!

-Can you stand up? -Yeah.

Fuck! Belt.

Belt. Yeah.

Take that remote. There.

Go to the bedroom. Turn the TV on.

Channel two. I got cameras.

-Come on! -Fuck!

Is that a fucking clacker?

Yeah. It's a Claymore mine.

I told you about it when you first came here.

-I thought you were fucking kidding. -Yep, wasn't.

Shit!

Hey, plate carriers in there.

Turn that table over. It's got a steel top.

It's armored.

Long guns.

Under the bed.

Okay.

Shoot at the lock and the hinges.

Go!

No, where...

Where are you going?

-Hey, Wayne? -Yeah?

Yeah.

Shit!

Oh, fuck!

-Look at me. -Yeah.

We need to get you out of here.

It's your fault, Lalo.

Wait for me outside. I want to talk to Lalito.

I'm not doing anything until I know Isabel is okay.

Lupe, abort and get your ass straight to El Desierto de Los Leones.

Okay.

Here I am.

What did you want to tell me?

Let's talk.

What the fuck are we waiting for?

Come on!

What the fuck are you assholes even doing here?

I was helping you take Bautista out!

That's bullshit!

You were working with Bautista the whole time, man!

We've got photos of you with him, asshole!

Perfect.

From two nights ago?

From the cantina?

From two nights ago?

In the cantina?

You think that was a fucking coincidence, man?

Getting those photos?

Come on, man.

Bautista is setting you up, assholes!

Bautista's setting you up!

I had no idea that he was even gonna be there.

Who sent you the photo? 'Cause he's in on it.

Who sent you the photo? 'Cause he's in on it.

Shut the fuck up!

Bautista is trying to kill two birds with one stone.

You take us out,

and the US government takes you out.

How did you know about this apartment?

Who told you?

They have my family.

There's two left.

There's an exit through the back patio!

Nobody else needs to die!

They're telling the truth.

Let's go!

Come on.

They're gone. Come on.

We've gotta get you out of here before you lose your leg.

Yeah.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Shit!

We injured a gringo agent.

We need to end him. We can't leave any witnesses.

Shit!

-Get back! -Move back!

Fuck!

Come on.

-Get up, Wayne. -No, just leave me here.

-Get up! -Just go inside

-and get yourself a long gun. -No!

Give me your gun!

-Fuck, Wayne! -Go!

Fuck.

Gringo!

Any more hostiles?

No, one friendly inside.

Isa, it's the marina!

So you live in this fucking pigsty, asshole.

-American citizen! -Put it down!

American citizen!

North American citizen!

Get up! Medic!

I'm not going to kill the President.

So you prefer that thousands die,

hundreds of thousands, instead of him?

It wasn't always like this.

This carnage didn't exist

until they threw the military at us in 2006.

And now we're killing each other because of idiots like Trueba

who want blood just so it looks like they're doing something.

When, in reality, they're just fucking up the country.

Help me get rid of the other cartels.

I'm sure all of this will be over.

The violence will fade away to nothing.

Mexico means nothing to you.

No, it doesn't.

I don't give a shit.

But I care about you.

You ruined my life.

You ruined me.

I don't like having to hurt you,

but there's something you still don't know.

From time to time, I'd come around,

and watch you from a distance.

I watched grow up, man.

Your whole childhood.

When your dad was killed in front of you,

you looked...

You changed.

You became a useless fucking rich boy.

I could see you painting your stupid paintings,

playing golf on Sundays.

Happy to waste all of your talent.

But I was always there, Lalo.

And now you've become a man.

A headstrong man.

I see it in how people look at you,

and how you look at them.

They mean something to you, man.

You finally understand.

We can change the country together, Lalo.

You can save it.

From misery.

From poverty, from violence.

It's in you,

and you know it.

You just have to do one more job for me.

The life from a worthless man for the life of thousands.

Lalito, do it.

Okay.

Okay, I'll do it.

I'll do it.

Thank you, Lalo. Thank you.

I promise everything is going to change.

I've made a lot of mistakes, but I'm going to fix everything.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that it had to go this far.

Well, I'm not.

It doesn't matter who you fucked.

You're not my father.

What are you doing, asshole?

Boss?

I've had enough of your bullshit.

-You won't live to tell the story. -Lupe.

Fucking rat.

Your knife was well hidden, man.

So you went through all of this

so you could be alone with your father?

Get out of here.

I'm never working for you again.

I don't like being strong-armed.

That doesn't work for me.

It's something your father and I never agreed on.

By the way...

here.

Take it.

Take the van.

Go on, son.

Get out of here.

Lalo.

Just one thing.

Don't forget what I did for you today.

Just the shot to the leg.

Luckily it didn't hit his femoral artery.

What's going to happen with...

With what?

With your declaration of war against the Mexican Republic?

Don't worry, I'll take care.

The media will find out that some narcos attacked two CIA agents,

but they won't give out their identities.

Thank you.

I'm going to get coffee.

Get some rest.

Don't worry, he won't be alone.

Go on, go.

Oh, my God, Lalo. What happened to you?

Come in.

Why don't you go sit down?

I'll get the first aid kit.

Boyd?

He's in Washington.

Aren't you going to tell me what happened?

I fell off my bike.

And?

What?

You came here for a couple of band-aids?

Isa...

What happened to you?

I wanted to see you.