All language subtitles for Cold.Case.S06E20.ROKU.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[water sloshing]

[panting]

[Spanish song playing]

[song continues]

[siren wailing]

Guarda Costa!

[man over PA]
'This is the United States
Coast Guard.'

[men shouting in Spanish]

[song continues]

[man over PA]
You're entering US waters.
You will be arrested.

[song continues]

(male #1)
'Coast Guard officials
have confirmed'

these men are indeed
Cuban rafters

trying to reach dry land.

(reporter)
'They've spent days,
even weeks adrift'

'navigating through turbulent
shark-infested waters.'

'According
to wet-foot, dry-foot law'

'any rafter arrested
before reaching dry land'

'will immediately
be sent back to Cuba.'

'Should they reach dry land,
they will be granted asylum.'

[Spanish song playing]

[fans cheering]

[song continues]

[cheering continues]

(male reporter #1)
'Looks like the last one
is turning himself in now.'

[cheering continues]

[announcer speaking Spanish]

(male announcer)
'Gonzalo Luque is trying
to steal home.'

[panting]

[all cheering]

[panting]

[cheering continues]

[announcer shouting Spanish]

(male announcer)
'He dives! And he's safe!'

[panting]

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

(male #2)
'Buenas tardes.'

(male #2)
My name is Jaime Reyes.

And, uh, for those who know
a little about Cuban baseball

this is Gonzalo Luque,
the Cuban Mickey Mantle.

And I'm happy to announce
that he has just signed

with the Philadelphia
Phillies organization

and he will report to the
Redding Phils next week.

[applauding]

Gonzalo would like
to say something.

Hey. Hello, America.

Thank you, and...I
want to play baseball.

[applause]

[camera shutter clicking]

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

ICE agent says this guy's
got information on a cold job

October '99.

Those are all
the possible matches.

A couple of gang shootings,
robbery gone bad.

Two stone-cold whodunits.

This guy fishing for a deal?

Aren't they all?

[indistinct chatter]

Agent Scarcelli

Immigrations and Customs
Enforcement.

(Scarcelli)
'Eddy's in our
country uninvited.'

'He got popped for
an electronics store'

smash-and-grab along
with cannabis possession.

The smoke was
for religious purposes.

Lemme guess, you're
looking at a boat ride

back to Port-au-Prince.

Yes, sir.

Eddie'd rather spend a month
in lockup here

than go back to
the Haitian clinker.

Look, I testify,
I get to stay, right?

It depends what you got.

It was October.

Pretty good memory with all that
praying you been doing, Eddie.

It's the truth.

I remember
because of the pumpkins.

Start with a location.

That sandlot
near Lancaster Avenue.

Wrong answer.

(Scotty)
We got no unsolved
murders in that area.

I warned you about
wasting our time.

It was that baseball player.

He was going to play
for the Phillies.

The guy's name
was Gonzalo Luque.

Oui.

Only problem, Eddie, is,
uh, Gonzalo was killed

about five miles
from Lancaster Avenue.

Body was found in the Badlands.

Tha-that's not what I saw.

[dramatic music]

Yo, man.

[music continues]

[tires squealing]

[music continues]

I come out, the body gone.

Oh, you couldn't swipe Jesus

so you settled
for the Louisville slugger?

[chuckling]

(Lilly)
You see the car?

- No.
- What about the bat?

Perfectly good bat.

I give it to my nephew Patrick.
He hit real keen with it.

Bring us the bat.

We'll see what we can do

about prolonging
your jail time in America.

Oui.

Play ball.

[theme music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

(John)
Gonzalo Luque, 23 years old.

Found dead in an alley
off Elkhart in the Badlands

morning of October 22, 1999.

Cause of death,
blunt-force trauma to the chest

resulting in cardiac arrest.

(Scotty)
Assigned back in the day
figured that 'hood

Gonzalo was looking
for drugs, guns, or tail.

(John)
'Played for Double-A Redding.'

(Scotty)
'Uh, guy could rake.'

'Big league club invited him'

to Spring training.

Yeah, he'd have won
a ring last season.

[door opening]

The bat Eddie the Haitian
says was next to the body.

Oh, that could be a good match

for the contusion
that killed him.

Initials, "ST"

(Will)
'The proffer
was asked about that.'

He said the letters
were there already.

Lumber could belong
to one of his teammates.

Nobody with those
initials on the team.

So now we got
a dead baseball player's body

being moved across town.

Or maybe our doer didn't want
the lot connected to the body.

I didn't even know there
was a baseball diamond there.

Detective back in '99 spoke
to Jaime Reyes, Gonzalo's agent

and a cousin, Juan de la Cruz.

Says here Gonzalo's wife Piedad
and son Andres turned up

near Key West
day after his murder.

Wanna double-check that story
along with this cousin.

Find out what Gonzalo
was doing on that field.

I'll see what
the agent remembers.

Guy makes it
all the way from Cuba

ends up dead in an alley.

[footsteps]

Oh, Cuban Pete's
all over this one.

Yeah, well..

I'm half Puerto Rican.

Maybe the doer's Puerto Rican.

[instrumental music]

Alright, everybody, listen up!

Sign-up sheet
for the annual softball game

against the fire department.

We won't get hosed
like we did last year.

To that end, they got
a ringer down in Patrol.

The guy is unhittable.

Been a rule change this year.

- Mandated coed teams, so..
- Sounds good. Sign me up.

Can you catch?

Hell, yeah, I can catch.

You throw like a girl?

You dance like a white guy?

Alright, pencil you
in as alternate, bench.

You throw like a girl?

Yup.

Catch?

Not so much.

Alright, you're our catcher.

[telephone ringing]

And you're riding bitch with
me all the way to Union City.

Located the victim's
wife, Piedad Luque.

Hmm!

Alright.

[dramatic music]

See you later, Mom.

Make sure you
take the bus back.

I don't wanna hear about you
cutting through the park.

Okay.

Andres, ven aca.

Please, uh, sit.

(Nick)
Does Andres know

the circumstances
around his father's death?

No, I never believed
what they said

Gonzalo was doing
in that part of town.

He was a family man.

(Kat)
'Wondering how Gonzalo could'

leave you and
your son back in Cuba.

He had no choice.

None of this would have happened

if they hadn't taken
baseball away from him.

Who's "they"?

The Cuban government.

They said he and some
other players had contact

with an American sports agent.

That agent Jaime Reyes?

Yes.

After the ban,
it was a nightmare.

No money, no food, no friends.

That why Gonzalo left,
to make a new start?

Hardest decision of his life.

But once he'd made it,
there was no turning back.

[instrumental music]

[dog barking in distance]

[music continues]

[speaking in Spanish]

[speaking in Spanish]

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

[music continues]

And that was it.

The last time I saw him.

(Nick)
You had plans to join him?

When the time was right.

Hell of a raft trip.

Would have done anything
to see him again.

You stay in touch with him
when he got to Philly?

It wasn't easy.

Our phone calls
were monitored, letters opened.

He mention any problems to you?

No.

Juan said Gonzalo
was very excited

we would be
joining him in America.

Juan, his cousin?

Yeah, he was my cousin.

But Gonzalito was more like..

...like my little brother.

I came to-to America..

...two months
before he was killed.

Juan, where were you
the night Gonzalo was killed?

You guys are not
Internal Revenue.

I was, uh,
I was removing asbestos

off the books,
at Liberty Towers.

I worked my way up since then.

You ever go to that old sandlot

near Lancaster Avenue
with Gonzalo?

Lancaster Avenue?

Yeah, a lot of pickup
baseball games there.

- Familiar with it?
- Not that one.

But Gonzalito,
he-he loved baseball.

He would see a game and..

[chuckling]
...stop to ask if he could play.

He always had his
equipment with him.

Is this Gonzalo's bat?

[telephone ringing in distance]

No, not Gonzalo's.
It's too heavy.

He was a contact hitter.

He put the ball anywhere.

Know anybody
with those initials?

[whispering]
No.

You play ball?

A little in Cuba.

Pero olvidate when I got here

it was all work.

Did you happen to see
Gonzalo on the day he died?

I was busy working.

He was training hard.

Getting ready for Spring
training in October?

It's what he loved.

Couldn't believe all the things
this country had given him.

[Orishas singing
"537 Cuba"]

Oye, take off
that garbage, huh?

[chuckling]

[song continues]

[song continues]

[Juan speaking Spanish]

Mira.

Take what you want, primo.

- Primo.
- It's all yours.

Oye, can't have you
looking fresh off the boat.

[chuckling]

- Oye.
- Oh!

You hungry?

[scoffing]

[song continues]

[Juan speaking Spanish]

[song continues]

You see this one?

This one's reserved for the day

that Cuba's free
of its oppressor.

May it be soon..

...and may it be painful.

Amen.

[song continues]

Juan de la Cruz

welcome to the land

of the Yankee imperialistas!

Traidor!

[Juan laughing]

[shouting]

[song fading]

I still have that champagne.

It won't be the same
when I can finally open it.

[speaking Spanish]

On my father's side.

I was born here, though.

[Juan speaking Spanish]

[speaking Spanish]

Hello? Chicos? Gringa.

[chuckling]

(Lilly)
'Now, how much money
did Gonzalo'

stand to make when
he got called up, Juan?

Gonzalo made seven dollars a
month playing baseball in Cuba.

He had no idea about millions.

(Juan)
'His, uh, agent
managed everything.'

Oh, Jaime Reyes?

And his...agent
managed his money, too?

(Juan)
After he died

Reyes tried to screw Piedad
out of what money was left.

[dramatic music]

[phone ringing]

Detectives.

- Sparkling water?
- No.

We, uh, we have some questions
about your former client

Gonzalo Luque.

(Will)
'Spoke to Gonzalo's widow.'

'Said it was your contact
with him that got him'

banned from baseball in Cuba.

I offered him freedom
and a better way of life.

(Will)
And what'd you offer
his widow after he died?

Everything Gonzalo had left,
which wasn't much.

He did what they all do.

Fancy cars,
nice clothes, jewelry.

We understand
you managed his money.

I run a full-service agency.
There's a problem?

(John)
'His widow thought
there should've been'

more of that money left over.

[chuckling]
Piedad never quite grasped
the probate process.

Exactly how much
did she grasp?

Lay the money out for us, Jaime.

I'm gonna have to find
Gonzalo's records.

It could take a day or two.

I put everything
in an off-site storage

when we moved
to our new offices.

Well, you've done
quite well for yourself.

I started with a desk
in my garage.

Cuban players
are good for business.

Well, now, yeah,
but... Gonzalo was my first.

With his skills
in today's market

forget it, you're talking
about top-of-league money.

Watch this. Watch this.

[Benny More singing
"Que Bueno Baila Usted"]

Savage, Gonzalo, savage!

[laughing]

[grunting]

[shouting in Spanish]

[all shouting]

Hey!

[instrumental music]

It's hard for a guy
like that to see someone

who's been touched
by the baseball gods.

Who was he?

Eric Hynes, he got
demoted to right field

to make room for Gonzalo.

That's him on the right.

(John)
'This Hynes ever
make it to the bigs?'

[chuckling]
No. No, he got popped
for a domestic assault charge.

And he was arrested for waving
a gun around in a nightclub.

Eric "Showtime" Hynes.

Showtime?

(Will)
'ST, same initials on the bat.'

Uh, nothing like having
a signed murder weapon.

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

Hell, yeah, I remember Gonz.

Boy had wheels in center field.

Shame he got killed like that.

Killed like how?

Messing where he was messing.

You mean the Badlands or that
sandlot by Lancaster Avenue?

You trying to cross
me up or something?

Still on probation.

Getting ready
to start a hitting clinic.

Pass on my techniques
to disadvantaged youths.

Oh, domestic assault ought to go
over big with the baseball moms.

Yeah, why don't you
give us some pointers on..

...how you take out
your competition, Showtime.

Where'd you get that stick?

At the crime scene.

The giveaway..

the "ST" right here.

Technically, "Showtime"
is one word, Einstein.

May be time to change
your name to Jail Time

just to get a jump on things.

I gave that bat to him.

I told him
he could grow into it.

You and Gonz buried the hatchet.

That's right.

To tell you the truth I always
felt a little guilty when..

...I heard they
thought he was uptown

looking for a little
something something.

You introduce him
to some of your bad habits?

Nah. Nah, Gonz was
a pretty straight arrow.

I just showed him how to roll.

[instrumental music]

Hey, Havana.

You want a nipple for that
Cuba Libre you nursing there?

We call it a mentirita.

Translation, Havana.

It's a lie.

Cuba's not libre.

[chuckling]

(ShowTime)
'Hey, how about that?'

(ShowTime)
'That's Marisol.'

Damn, she's bringing it tonight!

You wanna take
a cut at that, Papa?

- No, I'm okay.
- Uh, no, you ain't.

What you need is a dip
in the Caribbean.

♪ Lie about it baby just
alleviate your clothes ♪

- What's up, E?
- Hey, Marisol, Marisol!

I want you to meet
my man here from Havana.

- Gonzalo.
- Marisol.

Yeah, Gonzalo here
is fresh off the boat.

He needs someone to talk
to him in his native tongue.

[speaking in Spanish]

[chuckling]
Oh, my man!

♪ When you flaunt it
time to give it to daddy ♪

♪ now tell me
how you want it.. ♪♪

Marisol had an eye for the guys

who were gonna
pull down the coin.

You know he had a wife
and kid back in Cuba?

[chuckling]
He never told me about that.

Look. Gonz was real lonely.

Marisol helped relieve him

of some of that loneliness
on a nightly basis.

You see them together
before Gonzalo was killed?

I don't exactly recall.

(Kat)
How about you?

How about me what?

Where were you the night
Gonz got killed, October 21?

Fall of '99.

I was patrolling center field
for the Taipei Gida.

Had a nice little run
over there in Taiwan.

Till I snapped a hammy.

[repeated banging]

(Nick)
Son of a bitch!

There he goes again
disrespecting the furnishings.

I lost my ringer.

Turns out the guy's wife works
for those fire-dousing ferries

and she threatened to cut
him off if he pitches for us.

- Slow or fast pitch?
- Slow.

I played a little beer league.

They called me the Golden Arch.

Let's see it, Mickey D.

[indistinct chattering]

Ready?

[chuckling]

(John)
We'll see you on the field.

[instrumental music]

Marisol, your name came up
in an investigation.

(Scotty)
Gonzalo Luque.

Like a decade ago.

I've moved on.

Heard you had a thing
for ballplayers.

In our line of work,
we get badge bunnies.

Not into cops.

Too controlling.

That's a shame.

Gonzalo another notch
on your bedpost?

Okay, what is this about?

Oh, your boyfriend's found dead

and you don't come
forward with information.

- He wasn't my boyfriend.
- Huh.

Well, then, maybe another
player in your roster

took exception to the hours
you were keeping with Gonzalo.

I told you we weren't
together when he was killed.

It was complicated.

Uncomplicate it for us, then.

[scoffing]
Broke my rule..

...and fell for the guy.

(Gonzalo)
'How come every time
I ask you about them'

'you change
the subject, hmm?'

You know how things
are over there.

I...wanna know
about my family.

Andrecito looks just like you.

[speaking Spanish]

[chuckling]

[speaking Spanish]

(Gonzalo)
'I write, I call.'

(Juan)
She's being careful.

Things are not so easy for her.

What?

She do? She with someone else?

[sighing]
She filed for divorce.

[sighing]

Gonzalito, what did you expect?

I'm losing myself here, primo.

I need to get my son back.

No, no, no,
Andrecito is just a kid.

It-it's too dangerous.

[speaking Spanish]

Nothing is impossible
here, Juan.

I'm gonna do what I have
to do to see my son.

[dramatic music]

He had this whole other
life I didn't know about.

They split up, but he wanted
to get his son back.

He still needed her
to bring him over.

Not what I signed up for.

That's when I knew it was over.

[machine whirring]

Alright.

Ahem.

Agent Scarcelli's faxing me
Piedad's INS file.

Maybe shed some light
on what happened in Cuba

between Piedad and Gonzalo.

They broke up.

He must have been a pretty
convincing guy

get her to chaperone his son
across the Florida Straits.

Still a ticket out of Cuba.

No, ahem, can't say I blame her.

You ever been?

Nope.

Don't you wanna see it
before there's a Starbucks

on every corner?

I'll leave that to the tourists

and hipsters sporting
Che T-shirts.

[fax machine beeping]

(Scotty)
I know too much
about what happens there

to sip mimosas
poolside in Havana.

[fax machine beeping]

Got something?

Lemme see Gonzalo's
immigration file.

Sunburned and blistered.

Look like she spent a week
at sea the way Gonzalo did?

Not on a raft, she didn't.

More like an overnight
speedboat ride, point-to-point.

Divorce wasn't the only thing
Piedad was lying about.

[dramatic music]

[engine revving]

How was it you got
to America, Piedad?

I told you already.

Also told us
you were married to Gonzalo.

Failed to mention that you
filed for divorce back in Cuba.

Neighborhood spies
were watching us.

The divorce made it
easier for us to escape.

Or maybe you were pissed off
'cause he ditched you.

Came to America, got rich,
and dipped into who knows what?

No.

When Gonzalo got suspended
from baseball in Cuba

it destroyed him.
He had to leave.

But you divorced him
after he defected.

I had no choice.

When Gonzalo came to America,
the government threatened

to take our house.

I was protecting Andres.

Divorce meant survival.

We're trying to solve
your husband's murder

but you keep lying to us.

(Nick)
'You look pretty good for just
coming off a raft, Piedad.'

If you tell us again how you
brought your two-year-old

on a 90-mile raft trip

Andres is gonna come home

to see his mom
being hauled away in cuffs.

- I was afraid.
- Of what?

The man who brought us here.

[dramatic music]

[Piedad speaking Spanish]

[speaking Spanish]

Gonzalo.

Hello?

(Gonzalo over phone)
'Hello?'

Gonzalo went to see this man.

In Miami?

No. He was in Philadelphia.

He arranged the whole thing?

Yes.

You think this man
killed your husband?

Yes.

We need a name, Piedad.

[siren wailing in distance]

All I have is my son.

They already took Gonzalo.

- You want to be safe?
- Yes.

You make this right and tell us
who did this to Gonzalo.

The men called him "Oz".

That's all I know.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

(Nick)
Oz into recycling?

(Kat)
Nope.

(Kat)
But an old CI of mine is.
Goes by "Clifford".

(Nick)
As in big red dog?

(Kat)
As in white boy with dreads.

(Kat)
Guy's a walking
Ghetto Pages

of the illegal
import/export biz in Philly.

(Nick)
He collect cans on the side?

(Kat)
Sells to the addicts after they
get their returnable money.

Enterprising.

Yo, Clifford!

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

Hey.

[grunting]

[groaning]

(Clifford)
They try to do me
like Rodney King!

(Kat)
Shut it, Clifford.

[Clifford grunting]

If I stroke out
the last thing I'm gonna do

is shoot your dumb ass!

Yo, blue, I ain't holding.

That's good 'cause we
need a name, Clifford.

Oh, snap!

You looking tight, baby girl.
Didn't know it was you.

Call me "baby girl" again.

I apologize for matriculating.

Clifford is at your service.

The guy's name is Oz.
You heard of him?

[scoffing]

You trying to see the Wizard?
Why didn't ya say so?

[Benny More singing
"Que Bueno Baila Usted"]

[song continues]

[song continues on radio]

[knocking]

Here to see the Wizard.

Grab the rack.

Come on.

Osmany Leon.

(Scotty)
Take a walk.

Come on. Sit down.

Cafecito?

We're here about Gonzalo Luque.

You smuggled his family
out of Cuba.

I don't even own a boat.

Fence, import/export
contraband, 'cause I'm guessing

fluff n' fold ain't
the only thing you're into.

I'm a legitimate businessman.

I'm a member of the
Chamber of Commerce.

And representing what,
the Lollipop Guild?

They hate to disrupt
your business here, Osmany.

Screw up your cash flow,
ding your name on the street.

You gonna shut me down? Okay.

Or you could tell us why you
held Gonzalo's wife and kid

in a motel room in Miami
till he came up with more cash.

It's important to give
back to the community.

(Osmany)
Reunite families.

Long as they pay
the freight charge.

Sounds like Gonzalo
had a problem paying up.

Bishop to D4.

(Lilly)
'Mate in two.'

(Osmany)
Huh.

Nice.

Calling in the cavalry.
Have 'em toss this place.

Gonzalo Luque and I
had mutual interests.

He wanted to get his family back
and I wanted to send a message.

[instrumental music]

- Tranquilo.
- I did what I was told.

Paid my money, and now
you tell me there was a problem?

Mm-hmm.

These are the people
that your friend

arranged for me to pick up.

Piedad and Andres.

And..

No, no, no.
Where are my parents?

You know those two?

Teammates back in Cuba.

[chuckling]

Look, this is a mistake.
I pay for my family!

That's right.
40,000 was the family discount.

Ballplayers are a premium.

Reyes never told me
about these players!

Well, that makes
two of us, Gonzalo.

You tell Reyes
I need another 40K.

I want my family! Desgraciado!

Oyeme, I get my money, and
you get your wife and son back.

The rest is between
you and your agent.

Now buenos noches, Gonzalo!

[instrumental music]

Gonzalo wanted to be
reunited with his family.

I respect that.

But Gonzalo thought
Reyes was gonna get

his entire family over.

We were both being gamed.

Reyes come up
with the money?

That same night.
And I kept my word.

I released
Gonzalo's wife and son.

Who were these players?

I like to look
at the box scores.

(Osmany)
Lots of interesting information.

Some big names.

Gonzalo go to see Reyes?

Wouldn't you?

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

(Jaime)
Come over if you want,
but the only thing you need

to worry about is
that I've got..

Hey, oye, oye! I'm in the middle
of something here.

Yeah, you were.

This guy takes a whole
lot more than ten percent.

Please! Butch, give me
five minutes, okay?

Signed for six and
eight million a piece.

- That's a tidy commission.
- They were worth it.

Worth having Gonzalo's wife
and kid held for ransom?

That's it.
I'm calling my attorney.

Why? Only thing you need
to worry about right now

is immigration violations.

(John)
But we'll leave that up
to the feds, huh?

Unless you killed him.

Look, Gonzalo wanted
his family here.

I said to him that
I was gonna take care of it.

I didn't want him getting
mixed up in that mess.

Oh, you mixed him up real good

but you couldn't fool
the great and powerful Oz.

I was gonna fix it.

By stealing Gonzalo's money
to smuggle players out of Cuba?

Big league talent. Can see why
you wanted those players so bad.

Baseball players are
a prized possession to Castro.

By liberating them, I stick
it to that bearded bastard.

You're a real freedom fighter.

Using Gonzalo's account
to stake your little empire.

Only one problem, Reyes.
You got caught.

I didn't kill Gonzalo.

But he wanted to kill me.

I trusted you, Jaime.

You're looking at
this the wrong way.

How else am I supposed
to look at it, huh?

My wife and son are
being held hostage

and my parents are
still in Cuba.

Don't worry about it.
We'll get 'em out.

And I'm gonna cut
you in on the deal.

Wrong. I'm cutting you out.

You fix this,
and then we're done.

(Jaime)
'Come on, Gonzalo.
Gonzalo, don't.'

(Jaime)
'Come on, Gonzalo.
I got a scout coming.'

He's gonna try out your cousin.

We're gonna make it work!

I tried to tell Gonzalo,
but he didn't wanna hear it.

I put the money back
in his account.

His cousin Juan, what did
he have to do with this?

Juan was the first Cuban player
I ever tried to contact.

His fastball used to
top off at 95-plus.

- His change-up was a decleater.
- Used to?

Yeah, by the time he came
over, the guy had lost it.

But Gonzalo idolized Juan.

[dramatic music]

Quick hands.

Nice.

Checked out Juan's story.
Got some major holes.

Starting with his
immigration file.

Turns out,
Juan was on Gonzalo's raft.

Wet-foot, dry-foot.

Gonzalo reaches dry land, stays.

Juan gets arrested
in the water

sent back to Cuba
the same day.

Mm. Bet you that
was a warm homecoming.

Sixteen months later,
Juan takes another raft.

Lands on Key Largo.

Picked up along with
five other rafters

begging for water at a tiki bar.

That and Juan's alibi has got as
many holes as our softball team.

[instrumental music]

Where'd you say
you were working again?

- The day Gonzalo was killed?
- Uh, Liberty Towers.

- Construction and security.
- We spoke to your boss.

Said you were working
a jobsite off Lancaster Ave.

Next to the lot
where Gonzalo was killed.

[speaking Spanish]

You think I killed him?

Gonzalito was like
my little brother.

You didn't play just a "little"
ball in Cuba, either, Juan.

You played with your cousin
in the Cuban League.

(Scotty)
Right with the Industriales.

What did they call you?

- "El Canon".
- Mm. The cannon.

Must have had
a hell of a fastball.

Till you and Gonzalo were
banned from playing in Cuba.

You were with Gonzalo
on that raft.

Gonzalo made it
to dry land. You didn't.

Got your repatriation
order from immigration.

April 6, 1998.

Gonzalo got to stay.

They sent you back.

[panting]

(Lilly)
'You went back
to Cuba a traitor.'

And they threw you
in prison, Juan.

Ahem..

(Scotty)
This is my grandfather
and his older brother.

(Scotty)
'The Revolution split 'em up.'

One to Philly,
the other to Castro's jails.

Decades go by.

My grandfather gets word
from Cuba his brother's dead.

A month later
my abuelo's gone.

From what?

A heart attack.

My father, working stiff said

"His heart didn't stop.

It broke."

What happens in Cuba
stays with us.

(Scotty)
'I know what they do to
traitors in prison, Juan.'

Ballplayers?

They cripple 'em.

Put you back out on the street
as a warning to the others.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

It isn't just a game,
is it, Juan?

If I would have just made it
that day, on the beach..

You'd be playing
baseball right now.

Gonzalo would still be alive.

All this time,
we couldn't figure out

why his body was moved
from that sandlot.

And then we realized Episcopal's
only a few blocks away.

(Lilly)
'You went to get the car.'

You were trying to get
your cousin to a hospital.

I was trying to save him.

We know you didn't mean
to hurt your cousin.

You just...lost control.

Oyeme..

We're trying to
help you here, Juan.

[dramatic music]

[sobbing]
He didn't make it.

[dramatic music]

[ball slamming]

[dramatic music]

(Gonzalo)
Eso, eso! Juan.

Hey, Canon is resurrected!

I heard the cannon from the car,
and I had to hit something!

What happened?

[Gonzalo speaking Spanish]

- In Miami?
- Si.

[speaking Spanish]

(Gonazalo)
'No. Reyes screwed me.'

That son of a bitch.

He gave my parents' spots
to a couple of ballplayers.

[speaking Spanish]

He thought I was stupid, but I
took care of it, got rid of him.

You did what?

[speaking Spanish]
I fired him.

Reyes was gonna get me a tryout.

- Scouts were gonna--
- Hermano.

I'll get you
the tryout and scouts.

When they see your fastball..

[speaking Spanish]

Hey, man, you know what?

This is your first
tryout right now.

Now, gotta give me that cannon.

[dramatic music]

Come on.

[music continues]

[speaking Spanish]

I know you got it.

[dramatic music]

[groaning]

Juan?

You okay?
You need to warm up more.

(Gonzalo)
'Throw more pitches, man.'

- It's just that you don't know.
- Don't know what?

You don't know what
they did to me over there.

[groaning]

I'll pitch to you, eh?

- Hey, man, Juan, man.
- I can't.

Yes, you can!

[sighing]

Mira, primo, no importa.

Don't worry about it, huh?

I'll take care of it, alright?

What're you gonna take care of?

Eh? Mi familia?

My parents?

Primo, what..

If it wasn't for me,
you wouldn't even be here.

Juan, what are you
talking about?

[speaking Spanish]

I built that raft!

- I know that.
- To get us here.

- I know.
- To get us here! Us!

They sent me back.

Everything's gonna
be okay now--

No, it's not!

It's not.

You wanna know what
they did to me in there?

[dramatic music]

Every time they broke my arm..

...they laugh at me.

Se reian de mi!

We got a single,
and we got a triple!

And we got a home run!

Juan..

- Juan. Juan.
- They took my arm!

They took my arm away!

[grunting]
I have nothing.

I have nothing!

I have nothing. I have nothing.

No tengo nada! No tengo nada!

Primo, no tengo nad..

Primo?

'Primo?'

Gonzalito? Gonzalito!

Primo. Primo. Primo.
Primo. Primo. Primo. Primo.

[speaking Spanish]

Somebody help me!
Somebody help me!

[speaking Spanish]

[speaking Spanish]

Primo. Primo..

[Nil Lara singing
"Vida Mas Simple"]

[camera shutter clicking]

[clicking continues]

[instrumental music]

♪ Un palmar ♪

♪ Baila con las
brisas del mar ♪

♪ Y al amanecer ♪

♪ Tu latido pide volver ♪

♪ Tierra de mi amor ♪

♪ Tu recuerdo vive sin poder ♪

♪ Oh mi Dios ♪

♪ Desde el cielo
escucha mi voz ♪

♪ Cuanto mas tengo que rezar
pidiendo mi regreso y ♪

♪ Vida mas simple la de ayer ♪

[instrumental music]

♪ Vida mas simple la de ayer ♪

♪ Un cafa ♪

♪ Era al precio de la amistad ♪

♪ Sin tener que hablar ♪

♪ Se ofrecia una mano fiel ♪

♪ La ninez ♪

♪ Respetaba sin preguntar ♪

♪ Y siempre al comer ♪

♪ La familia unida
en el hogar ♪

♪ Oh mi Dios ♪

♪ Desde el cielo
escucha mi voz ♪

♪ Cuanto mas tengo que rezar
pidiendo mi regreso y ♪

♪ Vida mas simple
la de ayer ♪

[instrumental music]

♪ Vida mas simple
la de ayer ♪♪

(Rush narrating)
'Stay tuned for scenes
from our next episode.'

[theme music]