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Alexis?

You OK?

Are the kids OK?

Yeah.

They're fine.

They're fine.

That was so real.

We were in Hawaii.

And I could hear the kids yelling, like, far away,

and I could see their footprints in the sand.

I followed them.

But I couldn't go in the water, it was like it was glass.

I'm hitting the water but it's like a window at an aquarium.

I can see the kids looking at me, and I'm just...

It's just a dream.

- It's not real. - No, David.

It was so real.

- I have to clean the kitchen. - What? Now?

Yes. Favi's coming. She judges.

Dude, fuck Favi.

- Don't curse my sister. - Sorry.

Daddy, my tooth is wiggly.

Is it ready to come out?

Yeah, here. Let me see in. Let me see.

- You're gonna pull it out. - No, I won't. I just wanna see it, OK?

Open your mouth.

Go, "ah". Open.

- This one right? - Mm-hmm.

Oh, wow.

It is loose.

- Does it hurt you? - Mm-hmm.

OK.

Daddy!

Hey, look, if you swallow it, you can't get no money from the Tooth Fairy.

- Can I have ten dollars? - What? For a tooth?

Christ, I thank you for this bounty, and your blessings.

I will serve as an instrument of your will this day.

Please send your guardian angels to watch over my wife and children,

her mom, Janet, and sister, Faviola, and Jazmin.

Almighty God, who lives and rules the world without end, amen.

Amen.

OK, the big date, what happened?

So, he takes me to this really nice steak place.

Is this the dude on Tinder? Did he super-like you?

I am on Tinder, David, because not everyone won the marriage lottery.

I can't believe you're on Tinder.

- Alexis. - David, stop.

What's up, sis?

Ah.

All this food for Jazmin's quince?

David, stop eating.

What? I'm hungry, and it smells good.

Oh, my God, you are so pretty. Hey, can I do her makeup?

No, we have someone.

You wanna help us? We have to start shredding the pork.

Mommy, my eyes burn.

Baby, fix the alarm.

It's doing what it does. We got smoke here. Open up a window.

Take the battery out.

Chill with the chillies for one second.

- I gotta go. - Take Dillon to his game.

- I can't, I'm late. - I'll take him. I'll take Dillon, OK?

- I have to go to the store anyway. - Thank you, Favi.

- We have to get your dress. - When do you get the dress?

- I'm gonna pay for the dress. - No, seriously.

I'm gonna cover the dress.

Jazmin, can you help me cut the tomatoes, please?

- Take care of your brother, OK? - OK.

- Bye, Dad. - Love you.

- What the fuck are you doing here, man? - I own the fucking place.

You were supposed to open up an hour ago.

Nobody fucking comes in anyway.

Don't be fucking partying here with your ghetto-ass friends.

I wasn't. We were just kicking back.

Get the fuck out of here. Come on. Come on. Hurry. Hurry.

Ay, the homie liked you though. He said he'll call you.

Lupe, this is a business. You've heard that word before, right?

Alexis getting all up in your shit again?

Don't fucking take that shit out on me. Fuck, man.

- Really? - I need this shit, man.

- What's up, Lupe? Give me a hug. - Fuck you. I'm not hugging you. Shit.

Lupe keeps us grounded, huh?

- Dude, lay off, man. - You good?

Why the fuck is the cash register still unlocked, Lupe?

What? I took a couple twenties. I'll get you back payday.

We need a fucking HR department.

I'm your little cousin. You can't fire me.

You Victor, from Big Lomas?

I'm Victor.

What happened to your keyholder?

- What's his name? - Prieto.

Cops killed him last night.

Oh, sorry about that.

I'm David.

This is Creeper.

You heard of me?

What have you heard, Victor?

I heard you're the Devil.

I might be.

Why don't you come over here and look me in the eyes, Victor?

- I'm sorry. - Why? Nothing's happened.

- I don't know. I just... - You just what?

You're OK. Calm down.

Do you bring what you were asked to bring? Yeah?

Go get it.

- How much is it? - Sixty-three somethin'.

And they're gonna know where it's from?

They know.

How many cats in your cliqua?

Like, 50 solid heads.

- And you're the keyholder now? - Yes, sir.

I'm the shot caller.

Don't ever come here again.

I'll come to you.

Every gang in LA has to pay their fucking taxes.

We get 30 percent of everything you make.

Where's the fucking money?

Forty, sir.

Take it outside.

Don't think you can shuck and jive the big homies,

and hold money back.

You can't.

They're fucking psychic.

Ain't shit on the streets happening they don't know about.

They got the whole world wired.

All the dope you sell, the women you sell,

the paisas you make pay rent,

every movida,

every money lick,

every little, tiny fransa,

the big homies...

get their cut.

And the Wizard is the king, no matter what.

Do not test that.

I've seen motherfuckers skinned alive.

Dipped in acid.

Arms and legs chainsawed off,

rolling around like a seal pup crying for mamma.

If your stack's short, go rob a bank.

Rob your own mother.

Sell your sister's pussy.

There's no excuses.

Sorry about your shoe.

When you're with us, nobody,

and I mean nobody, will fuck with you.

Keep your head down.

How many times have you given that speech?

Too many. I'll watch his dumb ass get killed too.

I'll say the same shit to the next guy.

You eat? Now, check out the cooler.

I got cashews, chicken thighs, cheese,

broccoli and mackerel, fucking everything.

What the fuck is this shit? I don't want this shit.

It's my ketogenic meals. I dropped ten pounds already.

- Why don't you get a burrito? - 'Cause I'm on a mission.

- Just know this, fool, OK? - What's up?

- Human body... - Yeah.

It's a machine. Science. Machine needs fuel.

Show me the pictures of the bitch you smashed.

I saw the celly from Diamond Bar. Lucy.

She has a twin sister.

- Hilda from El Monte. - Ooh.

Keep going. Veronica.

Why is she dressed like a security guard?

'Cause she's a security guard, with big-ass titties.

Look how the fucking vest wraps around them. Know what I'm saying?

- Here she is with a carrot in her ass. - No! No!

Ah, come on, fool! I Oh, shit.

- You need Jesus, homie. - I need more carrots, dawg.

- Tía! - Buenos días.

Hey, Tio.

What's up, prima, how you doing?

- Good. How are you? - Good to see you.

- I was just in Rosarito. - Yeah?

Yeah. We missed you.

Hey, the new keyholder from Big Lomas came through this morning.

Victor. The dude was nervous as fuck.

Marisol. Victor, from Big Lomas.

He's good. They called.

He checks out.

Of course he's nervous as fuck. Look at you guys.

You look like a couple of fucking monsters.

That little dude is used to dealing with little homies.

Now he's talking to the fucking power.

- Just being cautious, Tio. - Yeah?

I'll be cautious, OK? You just do your fucking job.

Come on, Tio.

Cops blasted the other dude I was fucking with.

Quiet, they're listening. How's the count?

Keep it tight.

Pay attention.

Big Lomas has to keep up, or they'll green light 'em.

Don't forget you work for Wizard.

It's under control.

I heard a prison rumor.

What prison rumor?

Another three dead.

Wizard hit the cartel.

Hey, for Jazmin's quince, take this, hey?

- For the food. - Alexis's mom's all over it.

- They've been cooking all day. - Take it for the beer.

- Fine, the beer. - Come here. Give me a hug.

Hey, I love you, all right? Be careful.

I love you, Tio.

- See you at the party. - See you at the party.

How come I didn't get an invite to the quince?

- You can come through. - That's not an invitation.

That's you saying come through 'cause I asked you.

A real invitation is a nice card

- with lace edges and shit. - Don't come through then.

I wanna come through and support your family.

Alexis gets uncomfortable around me, so I stay away.

If you got beef with Alexis, go have a coffee with her.

- You got her number. - Coffee. I'll call her up.

You wanted a printed invitation?

- Yes. - They're, like, 20 bucks each.

Thought it be a nice souvenir. Jazmin's a nice girl.

Yo, how is it that you don't have no kids, huh?

Condoms, IUDs, birth control pills, morning after pills.

Plan A, Plan B, Plan C. There's a lot of options.

You're going to hell.

I'm at peace with that. I'm not gonna argue about Jesus.

You ever meditate?

- Nah. - No?

Nah, I don't fuck with that.

That shit's satanic.

OK. So, some people say yoga's satanic.

Some people. They do.

- I'm doing that mindfulness shit. - What the fuck is that?

- So, first thing in the morning... - Yeah?

Clear my head of noise. Boom.

Focus on my breathing.

Observe my thoughts.

Then I lean into my day.

Are we killing anybody today? I got fucking nice shoes on.

Grumpy.

Go over there. Mind if I smoke in here?

- You can smoke. - Cool. Thanks.

There.

That's cool. Nice clean lines.

You mind if I do that? It's always been a dream of mine.

Grumpy.

You got what we came for?

Bag.

Looks good.

Creeper, stop.

Hm.

How was the funeral?

You know, kind of sad.

His family. His old lady and kids and shit all there.

Sorry about your boy, homie.

I am. Dude had a family but he also knew the reglas.

He made his decision. We made ours.

I'm gonna take that green light off of you, OK?

You show your face.

You'll walk the block and conduct your business in safety.

Thank you.

Motherfucker got himself killed, and had four fucking kids.

Why would you fuck with that?

You got the money. Pay the fucking money!

It's greed. These guys are fucking criminals.

It's in their nature to cheat the system. It's nothing new.

- Can happen to us. - No.

A short count, or we end up on the wrong side of the politics.

- We'll get smoked. - Hey.

You're connected as fuck. No one's touching you, never.

Hey, homie, that shit smells like ass.

This is fish. It's gonna have an odor.

- Like summertime, dead-body nasty. - I'm not gonna apologize for it.

You're too sensitive. I got more energy on this diet.

You want this last piece?

No. Throw that shit out the fucking window.

Hey, what's up, big dog? It's been a minute. You good?

OK, let me get into it.

And don't trip. I got you.

Side mission, dawg.

What's up, homes?

Wake up.

He fucked the homie's lady.

The vato dropped all his cash on an engagement ring,

and then finds this puto's number in her fucking phone,

sexting the fuck out of her.

Come on.

I just wanna squash this before shit pops off.

- What do you want me to do? - Cut him loose, and clean him up.

You guys can't do this shit.

This ain't Vietnam, homie.

We got business with the Bloods.

The homeboy needs to check his lady, not the motherfuckers piping her.

OK?

All right, David.

My bad.

Get the motherfucker in here.

Hey, Pete!

Beat this motherfucker.

Motherfucker.

Look, they got the homie.

What the fuck, man?

Go get my shit.

God damn.

Man, hold up. Chill with it.

Blood, hold the fuck up, blood.

- What the fuck, man? - No disrespect.

It wasn't business, and it wasn't racial.

Just some young guns tripping personal.

I checked those responsible, and got your boy before it got crazy.

I'ma keep it G with you, David.

Now I know you got your chess pieces. And for sure I got mine.

But I want all this shit to die today.

I wanna walk away clean.

Focus on the business. You know what I'm saying?

You're a candle in the darkness.

Keep that shit real.

You didn't have to do that.

Yeah, I did.

Bone helped me solve some problems back in the day.

Sixty, right?

There you go. It's all there.

Show it to me.

Yeah.

Been kind of slow right now, you know?

A lot of college kids out of town.

Got that hook-up on that good molly if you need it.

Got two homies out of San Francisco.

They slinging that left and right to all those Silicon Valley motherfuckers.

Everybody wants, like, acid and LSD. It's crazy out there.

They micro dose now. They take these small doses every day.

It's supposed to make them more creative or some shit.

I took acid every day for a month straight but big fucking doses.

Big. Made me feel like I was metal, wire,

fucking alien shit flying all over the place.

- Damn, homie. - Made me feel fucking weird.

Hey.

I don't wanna break it up, but if you know a good chemist, let me know.

Adderall too, you know?

It's like popcorn to these college kids. Trust me when I tell you.

I'll ask around.

The paisas, man, they're giving us great competition, you know?

They don't pay no taxes, so their prices are better.

You can't make no money 'cause the border brothers got better prices?

Whoa. Hey. Whoa, whoa.

I understand.

Yellow is one of my favorite colors.

Forty-five minutes. Where on earth is David?

Hey, you good?

The dress isn't happening today.

The Mexican Kardashians got here before us.

- And they're closed tomorrow. - Am I gonna get my dress?

Yes, we are going to get your dress.

- Babe, I really need your help. - OK.

We can't let this ruin her quince.

Let me get into it, like, in 15 minutes.

Thank you, baby.

Fuck.

- Vamonos. - We got here first.

- Vamonos. - It's my wedding dress!

- Bye. - I waited a whole week for this.

Bye.

Let's get this done.

Where is the dress? Definitely not that one.

You got a connect out of a San Diego Chicano Park,

who's giving you 30 pounds of meth a week, since April.

So, you owe back taxes on 120 pounds.

You got 50 grand?

All right. Let's call it a day.

I got to get back to the ranch, homie.

Daddy! Tia Favi took us to In-N-Out.

Where's Alexis?

In the room, napping.

How'd the dress work out?

Thank you.

No, for real. It's...

It's so cute. Jazmin's so happy.

- Babe?

What's up?

The count's 20 grand short.

You sure?

Shit. I mean, I don't count it.

It's Big Lomas's gang.

Motherfucker! It's a new guy. He didn't know how much they owed.

I forgot to check the kite from the little girl.

- I was running late. - It's OK. Calm down, baby.

I have a little float that I keep week to week for this kind of thing.

But we can't afford to cover other people's mistakes.

Is that Wizard?

Yes?

Listen up. Collection needs to go smooth this month.

I got something big happening. No fuck-ups.

I understand.

Put the fool on. I know he's in there.

Yeah, just a second.

He wants to talk to you.

Yes, sir.

Hello?

I just heard him laughing. Then he hung up. What did he say?

He said that there's a lot going on this week, and...

And he needs this week's taxes to go smoothly. No mistakes.

Is he fucking listening to us?

Is this fucking place bugged?

Calm down. Calm down. Calm down, baby. Calm down, OK?

Go relax.

Go have a beer. Go play with the kids.

Then you're gonna go back out.

OK? Finish your paper route.

So I can package all of this up, and get it out of our house, OK?

OK.

OK.

You owe me 20 fucking grand, homie!

I give you basic fucking instructions.

He'll splatter your brains all over your old lady.

You don't want that.

I don't want that. And she, sure as shit, don't want that.

I do. I want that.

This guy, he wants that.

I want that, Victor.

I'm asking you, homie, why would you do that?

- Open your mouth! - OK!

I'll take your bitch as collateral, put her in my trunk until you make it right.

- I'll make it right. - Huh?

I can't hear you. What the fuck are you saying?

- What? - I'll make it right.

In the freezer, there's a TV dinner.

I don't fuck with TV dinners. I'm on a special diet.

Go get the money.

- Go. - Give him the money.

The money's in the freezer.

You were hiding money, Victor.

- Sorry. - Why?

Why did you think to fucking do that, Victor?

My little girl's got leukemia, and we ain't got no insurance.

- Do you think I'm stupid, bro? - Just take it back.

This motherfucker.

Try again. Why'd you hide the fucking money, Victor?

My little girl's got leukemia, man, I'm sorry!

Prove it.

This morning, in the children's hospital.

He's lying, David.

- What's her name? - Sabela.

- How old is she? - Five.

- Where was she born? - Montebello.

What am I doing? David, what am I doing? Hm?

- Hold up. - Fuck.

Don't, David.

Let's go, Creeper.

That's your fucking problem right there. You can't compartmentalize.

You're taxing 43 street gangs. That's thousands of dudes

in the most violent, fucked-up subculture in Los Angeles,

and you wanna play the pope?

You need to know when to shut the fuck up, Creeper.

- Alexis is gonna fuck your shit up. - Yeah, I already fucking know.

I already know. I already know, all right?

You ain't gotta fucking remind me.

What the fuck?

- What? - We gotta go see Venom from Hillside.

Two hundred fucking grand.

- Hillside tres, 200 grand? - Yeah.

Wow.

They must've had a serious fucking come up over there, huh?

Let's take their money. I already fucked every bitch in their hood.

- You David? - Yeah.

All right.

Have a seat.

Drink some pisto, homes.

You know I ain't here to socialize.

Your uncle used to do your job.

Him and that fat fuck, Spanky,

went to all the different gangs in the neighborhood making collects.

You're only here 'cause of your fucking daddy.

I earnt my way to the top.

I'm here to collect the fucking taxes.

So, put your fucking money on the table,

and stop opening your fucking mouth,

and do as you're fucking told.

I got the money. That ain't the problem.

Put the fucking feria on the table right now,

or it's your last supper, I promise you.

Right now.

This isn't yours.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm the future, and you the past.

So, Venom, he work for me now.

And all this right here, it's my money.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm Conejo, and don't you forget that name.

When you say it, you say it with respect.

I know who you are. I know who you're with.

OK, Conejo.

Sometimes people get confused.

They don't know who is who.

Trust me. This...

is a mistake.

I don't know where you came from, or who you are connected to

but, clearly, you are somebody.

You're touching something big right now.

Bigger than me. Bigger than you.

It is very smart, and very cold.

You're just a man.

You breathe and bleed.

And so do the people you love.

Look, go talk to your uncle.

Tell him, "Conejo is back from Jalisco."

He knows who I am.

"Cause it's not a mistake."

It's a motherfucking earthquake, and everything gettin' knocked down.

Go back to your big house.

Enjoy your pretty wife and your two kids.

Yeah, like that.

With all due respect,

this is a bad play.

Let's go, Creeper.

Death is after you.

I got a 380 on each ankle, 38 in my right, 25 in my left,

chopper in the trunk, Glock in my belt. Fuck!

You get too fucking excited, homie.

It's just a lot of fucking cash, you feel me?

You know my uncle whacked Venom's dad.

He wants to cut your heart out.

You say the word, I'll push that bitch's wig back.

- Calmate, Creeper. - I'm on it.

Who is he? Who's Conejo?

It's a confident move, taking Wizard's money.

He's gotta be connected as fuck.

I know who he is.

Some fucking Westside heavy hitter.

Remember he'd kidnap people? Fucking cut 'em up.

Burned that dude one time. Sent a videotape to his mom.

Fucking straight-up street terrorist.

The Wizard was gonna have him taken out, so he bounced down to Mexico.

He's been MIA for, like, ten years.

Conejo. Fuck that puto. Fuck him.

I'll skin that motherfucker. You should let me have him.

I need to put it to a voto.

I need 24 hours. It's gotta go down the right way.

You're scared of him.

The fuck did you say? If you weren't my nephew,

I'd stick your fucking face in that fire until you stopped moving.

All right, homes? I ain't scared of any bitch made motherfucker.

You don't leave until I fucking tell you to leave.

Sit your fucking ass down.

You're gonna mind somebody.

You're my nephew and I love you.

You're bad, David, but you ain't fucking that bad, all right?

Now bounce.

Marisol! Give me a plate.

Alexis.

Alexis.

Hm.

What did you see in me when we met?

I told you this a thousand times.

No. There's a story you tell everyone again and again

because you like telling it, and people like hearing it.

And then there's the truth.

I want that. The truth.

OK.

You remember when we met?

The King Taco in South Central?

I'll never forget.

You were acting all stupid gang-banging with your cousins back then.

Yeah, whatever. We were kids.

That wasn't the first time I saw you.

What do you mean?

See, a couple weeks before you met me,

my dad got really, really drunk.

I hear all this noise, and I come out of my room,

and my dad is beating my mom with a chair.

"You whore.

You and your kids should go to hell!"

He beat my mom until the chair broke.

And my mom is bleeding and crying, and...

And he looks at me, and he starts walking towards me,

and I'm thinking, "I'm dead."

He just walked right past me.

Didn't say anything. Just walked into his room, and...

slept for, like, two days.

Fuck.

So I heard about you,

that you were this big, bad gangster who killed people, and so here I am.

This little Mexican-American princess,

I go down to the hood, figured out where you hung out.

Hm.

I was gonna get you to fall in love with me,

and get you to kill my dad.

Half the plan worked.

Thank God...

he stopped drinking.

David, what's wrong?

People always want something from me.

You didn't want nothing from me.

That's what I thought.

I love you.

Take it. Now reverse it.

Towards me.

Arm bar. Take it. Take it.

Ah.

Ah.

Outstanding.

All right. Good job. Great.

OK, go. Attack. Attack. Attack.

Give him the wrist. Punch his ribs.

Slow down. Technique first.

Take your time. Don't rush it. Come on, David, handle it. Handle it.

Good. That's it. Good.

Wake up and smell the roses, and not your own blood.

- Make sense? - Yeah.

You got a drink for us? Thank you.

That's it. That'll work. Yeah. Thank you.

Hello, gentlemen, how are you?

Jazmin, happy birthday.

Honey.

David, you know it's a party, right? Take your shot. Come on.

Come on! You've been babysitting all night. Come on, David.

- Fuck him. - All right. Fuck it. Whatever.

Hey, what's up, Johnny Cash?

What? You're trying to be all cool to impress your little lady friend?

Come take a shot with us.

Come on, this is some bomb-ass tequila.

Don't get him fucking drunk.

It's one shot. One.

But hey, Creeper, I've seen your ass drunk, fool.

You cry like a bitch and shit.

I've been nothing but a gentlemen to you.

How many fucking favors have I done for you? How many? A lot.

- Hold on, let me count 'em. - A lot.

How about that time you gave me, like, three different STDs and shit?

Are you fucking kidding?

- Did you fuck him without a condom? - She's kidding. She's kidding.

Hold on. I have a bunch of condoms. You're gonna need 'em.

You go out to the parking lot and your car's on fire, now you know why.

Now I know why my car's on fire. Hey, Creeper! I Ubered here.

About that shit though.

- Bust that shit out. - No. No.

You're not fucking smoking weed in my backyard with Alexis right here.

No.

Dude, come on. She used to be cool as fuck.

I know what it is.

You talk to Dad?

- No. - No?

- Since when, no? - Just no. OK?

He don't wanna talk to me. You think he cares what I have to say?

Hey, Dad's version of being a dad is opposite day.

Hey.

Sorry.

Dance with me.

David, I'm gonna go take care of that thing that we talked about.

It's all good. When I'm done with Conejo,

he's gonna wish he stayed in Mexico selling fucking tacos.

El Conejo's getting his ass aired out.

I want what you got with Alexis.

You got your wife, you got your kids, you got your castle.

You go out there, you come back here.

You're fucking safe behind these walls. Fuck.

I'm always living my life on point.

I'm always watching for the fucking bullet.

I love my family.

- I love God. - Ah, fuck me.

God allows me to walk through darkness and come back into the light.

I have two worlds.

You can too.

You think God's gonna have me, fool?

- Yeah, he will. - Mm-hmm.

God doesn't exist.

I'm a product of evolution, David.

I'm supposed to terrorize the herd. That's my function.

- That's the knowledge I was born with. - Don't say that.

You know, I've seen so many motherfuckers die. So many.

And when the lights go out, it's just a fucking pile of meat left. That's it.

So, I know when I die, I die. That's the end of the book.

I see so many motherfuckers begging, pissing, shitting themselves

for one more fucking second of life,

and when I'm there pulling their card, I'm their god.

When I'm there...

When I'm there, I'm God.

Nice house.

What the fuck is she doing here?

The fuck are you doing here?

It would be too bad if somebody firebombed it

and killed all these fucking people.

Bitch, I'll cut your fucking legs off.

Don't you check your fucking phone?

Your uncle wants you to sit down with Conejo.

Says we have to make it right.

Fuck you! You're coming into my fucking house.

Why the fuck should I trust you?

Baby.

Better fucking hurry.

Wow.

Hey, fool. That's like the female you.

You guys should get married and have evil babies and shit.

I ain't gonna lie, my boy, I'm intrigued as fuck.

Did you think about what we talked about?

Where's my uncle at?

Your uncle's been in this business a long time.

He talks a lot about the past,

and forgets that we have a lot of product to move.

The real decisions are made far from here.

Have you asked yourself why are you only breaking arms for Wizard?

It's nice to have a powerful family,

and royal blood running through your veins.

Blood protects blood.

I'm not gonna sit here and listen to a fucking TED Talk.

I was told that my uncle was here, so where the fuck is he?

You see, when you kill a man,

but you won't kill his sons, this is what happens.

This trigger was pulled years ago.

Sometimes, it take a minute for that bullet to hit its target.

Gata, show them.

Just following orders.

I want you to understand that I'm not a threat to you.

As a matter of fact, I'm the only hope you got.

Palabra, you actually thought that your uncle could help you.

Nah, little homie, only you could do that.

For how many years have they promised to open up the books,

have you made into a boss in the organization?

Now Wizard's time is over, and your world is dying.

If you want to join mine, you're welcome to,

because you do your job well.

I can take care of you, and make you richer than you ever imagined.

All you gotta do is kiss the ring, and join the family.

I'll give you something that your uncle and Wizard

have kept from you all this time.

If Wizard wanted to,

he could give you more power than you could handle, with just a nod.

But Wizard doesn't talk to you, does he?

You said we were protected.

You knew who I was

and what my family was.

Should we run?

There's nowhere to run, and they'd find us.

I'm sorry I'm scared. The kids...

Alexis, these are international players worth billions,

and Wizard and Conejo are fighting it out right now.

I got my small slice of the game.

They're way up there.

And I'm down here.

And I ain't shit.

We can't join "em. We can't run. What's left?"

I want to fight him.

OK.

- I trust you. - Can't surrender to Conejo.

He's demonic, and I feel it.

Tell me what to do.

Don't change a thing.

Conejo's watching you.

He won't see it coming.

He worked under the number-two guy in Jalisco.

He's got someone in TJ.

He can get him anything he wants to San Diego.

He's probably got a fucking tunnel.

It seems like it. He can flip killers for his missions.

Is no one concerned his uncle's head was in a beer cooler?

Where's Wizard in all of this?

We could use the high-powered help.

I need you to find me this lame motherfucker so I can kill him.

- I'm working on his location. - Work harder.

The guy's trade graph is bulletproof.

He sleeps in hotels, different apartments, doesn't trust anyone,

always on the move, so no one knows where he is hour to hour.

He rolls with a couple of rock-star shooters.

A former Marine Corps Special Forces

and a former lieutenant in the Federal Mexican SWAT team.

Wow.

They're players, and they got heavy weapons.

Are we not gonna talk about the elephant in the room, David?

- Is Wizard next? - Shut the fuck up.

David, get your family, and get the fuck out of LA

until we handle this for you.

No, no, no.

Nobody's untouchable.

This about money? We have money for you.

- Yeah, sure, it'll help. - OK.

Look, we can do this.

We just need some time. Maybe a few weeks.

Hey.

You got some of the best fucking soldados in the game right here.

Look around, my boy.

Every one of these motherfuckers will ride with you until the wheels fall off.

I'm gonna hit Conejo, and I'm gonna keep hitting until one of us is dead.

And so will he. And so will he.

And this sick fuck right here.

You don't think he wants to spill blood, David? These are fucking riders, David.

We got you.

Let us do this now.

Let's go.

Bang, bang.

Conejo's definitely connected to the cartel. Plus he gives zero fucks.

I mean, this guy has the power to turn out the entire gang up here.

I need you to tell me how to get to this motherfucker.

- That's what I need. - I need some time.

The guy's a millionaire, and a stone killer.

Run! Run!

I'm here to prepare for the war.

Protect me from the bullets of my enemies.

Make me invisible to the government's eyes.

Make my heart strong because I'm here to take it all.

Hey. Move. Let's get what we came for.

Gata, bring her to me.

Let's get this over with,

and send these motherfuckers to hell.

You still alive? Motherfucker!

Now you're in real trouble.

You'll beg for a bullet in the head.

But I ain't gonna give you nothing but pain.

Bring him.

Hey, puto!

Get the fuck away.

We'll throw this bitch a party.

I'm going to need some copies of that.

What's going on? What happened to you?

- Tell me what's going on! - Just drive, Alexis.

- Drive the fucking car. - Baby, your face is so...

- Stop! Just get the kids. - I am.

Get the fucking kids. Stop touching me already.

I'm trying to keep calm but I'm scared. Tell me what's happening.

Good, be scared. Be very fucking scared.

- Run the light, don't stop! - I'm not gonna run the red light.

There's a cop behind us. There's a cop behind us.

Just fucking drive perfectly, OK?

Oh, my God, the lights are on. He's gonna pull us over.

- He's not. Just calm down. - Shit.

Oh, my God.

What's going on?

A real man knows when to take a knee,

and serve the stronger master.

Fuck you, you motherfucker.

Difference between a king and a servant, the servant acts,

when the king masterminds the whole shit.

I got your boy.

He's alive.

- Is that Creeper? - Come swoop him up.

His dog ass right here crying for you.

Fuck you, you fucking piece of shit!

Fuck!

Creeper, it's all right, man. You're gonna be OK.

I came as a friend and offered you life.

Now I come as an enemy and bring you death.

Motherfucker. Fuck you, you fucking bitch.

What the fuck are you doing with that, you stupid fucking bitch?

What are they doing? What's going on?

- Hey, leave him alone. - Oh, my God!

Let him go, you motherfucker!

Let him go, motherfucker!

Leave him alone, you fucking coward!

Don't curse me. This is your truth.

Your pride cost this.

I was sent here on a mission by the real jefes,

to flip the whole fucking game over.

All right, motherfucker. You fucking made your fucking point.

Leave him alone!

You want a little kindness for your friend? Mercy?

Watch. Watch my mercy.

Fuck you! You ain't shit, bitch.

Hey!

Everything you love is gonna die real bad.

Dillon! Hey!

Hey.

Hey. Hey.

We gotta go, OK?

We need to go right now.

- Can I go get my bag? - Leave it. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Favi was heading north, but she's turning around.

She'll take the kids to Fresno.

- Go with. - No.

- No, I am not leaving you. - I'm not asking you.

Yeah, well, neither am I.

Stay here while I go get the money.

I'll stay here.

Listen. We're on our own.

You don't believe that.

I don't need to. I know it.

David?

Promise me that we're gonna start over, please.

OK?

Start over.

Daddy? Why do you have a gun?

Forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those who trespass against us.

Lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Yo, what the fuck is going on?

- What the fuck is going on? - Stop. Calm the fuck down, OK?

If anyone asks you haven't fucking seen me, OK?

Yeah, man.

Fuck.

Fuck.

How much is that?

Over a million and a half.

And that's been there this whole time?

Nine years.

Me and Creeper robbed an armored car back in the day.

Crazy.

Are you heated up, primo?

- No. - Here.

It was your dad's.

It's got a lot of murders on it.

Take it.

You need me to ride with you? You know I got your back.

No.

Get the fuck out of my way.

- David, stop. What are you doing? - I know exactly what I'm doing.

- Do you? - Yeah.

Don't let it touch Alexis.

She's clean. Don't let the family business touch her.

If the hand touches her heart, it'll turn black.

I gotta go.

- Baby? - / got it.

One point six.

Turn off the TV. Put on your shoes. Put on your sweater.

We leave in two minutes. I'm meeting Favi in ten.

She's gonna take the kids, so I'll be here when you get back, OK?

I love you.

I love you too.

I'll see you soon, OK?

Baby!

Baby!

Babe?

Hey, where you at?

Baby, hey.

Baby.

Hey, wake up.

Hey, baby, please don't leave me. Wake up.

I'm gonna clean you up, OK?

I'm gonna clean you up, OK, baby?

Lord God in heaven.

Please hear me.

I'm a sinner.

I've always known that.

But Alexis is good.

She's good.

Please take her by the hand, Lord, and hold her close.

She needs lots of love.

Hey, David.

How are the kids? Are the kids OK?

I don't have the kids.

Where are they?

Alexis texted saying she was keeping them.

David, is something wrong?

David?

Buena noches.

Mira. I got your kids. You wanna buy "em back?"

I'll text you the address.

You got two hours or you're gonna leave me no choice

but to melt these two little motherfuckers down in acid.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Hey.

I'm gonna hit Conejo, and I'm gonna keep hitting until one of us is dead.

I'd die for you, my boy.

Let's go.

Blood, you can't come in.

Tell Bone that Capone from the cut down is right here.

You got that thing.

Bone. Blood out here name-dropping on you.

Hey, y'all give us a second. This might be above your pay grade.

Yeah, clear it out for me.

Why are you by yourself?

Everybody's gone, man.

What you mean, gone? Why are you here, bro?

They killed my wife.

And they killed Creeper, man.

Mexico's trying to change the structure.

They took my kids, man.

- They took my kids. - What you need?

I need riders with heart.

Some motherfucking killers with choppers, Bone.

I'm alone, I'm trying to do this shit by myself,

but I ain't got nobody else, man.

- I need your help. - I'm with you, bro. I'm with you.

- Thumper, we fucking with Blood. - Let's ride.

- This is a good motherfucker here. - Let's ride.

I told you he was a candle.

- We fucking with you. - Let's ride.

So, I'm not saying we're a bunch of scandalous niggas

with fucked-up pasts.

But we got a chance to wash all our sins away on this one.

That's a good man right there.

He stands for what we stand for.

Now, somebody done took his fucking kids.

I'm not politicking, pushing the line,

shot calling, none of that bullshit.

But we're going so far down the rabbit hole on this one

might not be no get back.

This is strictly...

a volunteer mission.

'Cause this shit is as heavy as it gets.

And I ain't never asked y'all to do nothin' that I wouldn't do.

I'm with the bullshit.

- I'm with it. Fuck it. It's on. - It's on, man.

Pueblos, it's on.

OK, five, what we doin'?

We gonna get his kids, homie.

Pueblo Bishops, we fucking with you.

So, let's do it.

Let him up.

Should've kept your ass in Mexico.

Hey. Hey, calmate, jefe.

Muy bien, homie.

Where my kids at? Calmate, puto.

- We'll see if you fucking remember. - Throw his fucking ass out.

Where my kids at?

My messages on my phone.

- Unlock the fucking phone. - Unlock it.

Unlock that shit.

Here's the address, on the phone.

Let's go get your kids.

We gonna get your kids, man.

- Go! - Daddy.

Check the back.

Ain't nobody back here but Conejo's grandma.

It's all clear, Dave.

Ain't nobody up in here.

Where's Mommy?

She's not here right now.

I'm here.

Dave? How we gonna do it?

I ain't going down to his level.

Family's sacred.

Conejo...

I know where he is.

You guys go with them, OK?

Y'all take care of the man's kids.

And on my life, they gonna be safe.

- I'm going with you. - No.

- I gotta do this alone. - You're not alone tonight.

This is me and you.

Until the fucking wheels fall off.

It's like that.

That's the house right there.

That's Conejo's eyes outside.

Motherfucker has a chopper in his hand.

That's right. Keep coming. I'm gonna dome your motherfucking ass.

Drop it.

Come on.

Walk.

Fuck you.

Gata, no!

Fuck you!

Puta madre.

Motherfucker.

Get the fuck over here, bitch.

You're going to die.

All you had to do was say yes, you stupid motherfucker.

You caused this.

Three, two, one, dead.

Don't defend it. What's gonna happen? Fight, all right? Yeah.

Don't you know I have the protection of the Devil?

And your God ain't shit.

Just ask your dead-ass bitch.

Think.

For my family, I live!

For my family, I die!

For my family...

I kill!

Come here. It's me. It's me. It's me.

Come on, we gotta get out of here.

We gotta get out of here. Come on.

Taking you to see my little homegirl.

She works at USC Medical Center. Patch you up.

No questions asked.

Pull over. I gotta talk to someone.

Talk to me!

Fucking talk to me!

Congratulations. You did it.

There were two.

And now there's one.

How do you know?

I got the Devil on my shoulder here whispering in my ear.

It came for you, and you beat it.

Just like I did in my day.

You saved me, miho.

You saved me.

Now you can stand under your own sky.

This pain you feel will go away.

But the power...

The power is forever.

I don't want that. I want her.

My son.

I love you.

Why are you saying that?

Why now?

You never said you loved me.

"Cause I didn't know who you are."

Now I know.

You and me...

we're the same.

You're a king.

I don't want it.

I don't want it, Dad.

But it wants you, miho.

It wants you.

No.

No, I don't want that.

Forgive me.