All language subtitles for Mayans.M.C.S05E09.WEBRip.x264-XEN0N

Maverick.

Luisa?

I can't be there anymore
without her.

This has always been your home.

It'll always be his home.

What did you do to my sister?

You took my boy away from me.

And now I'm gonna take yours.

It's okay, Mrs. Galindo.

Everything's okay.

We have found
some inconsistencies

in your accounting.

It would be a pity

for everything we've worked for

to end up flushed.

A trigger is being squeezed.

Which side of the barrel
you want to be on?

Everything you have

begins and ends with me,
motherfucker.

People who forget that suffer.

This is big, Neron.

Scary big.

Tell me.

You ain't nothing

but a fucking rat.

I killed Creeper.

It was on my watch.

You're pulling away.

I'm just tired.

You're losing me.

Where is Hope? I gave you
what the fuck the Mayans

were doing with the Broken
Saints. Now give her back!

The men have business.

You can stay behind
and braid each other's hair.

-Fucking shoot her!
-Come on, Hope! We're leaving!

Go! Fucking go!

What the fuck is that?

What the fuck?

Oh.
You didn't have to do that.

Listen,
I cleaned out the-the closet

with your brother's old stuff,

put it in the garage.

Now you have a cleaner closet
and you have, uh,

more room in your drawers.

You may need some hangers.

You ain't got to do it all
today, Pop.

Hey, little man.
Let's get you changed.

You ready?

Big feet.

Big feet.

Okay. Stay right here.

Stay right here.

That's a good boy.

You're a good papa, Angel.

I'm proud of you.

Seems like only yesterday
your mom and I were standing

right here,
just like this, with you.

How do you do it?

How do you stay here
with all her memories?

They're all our memories.

You were raised here.

And...

she's still with us.

Here.

She's still here.

She'll always be a hole missing
in my life.

And now he'll have that, too.

How am I supposed to tell him

we weren't good enough
for Luisa to stay?

You don't.

You tell him
that his mother loved him

more than anything
in the entire world.

A boy without a mother's love
turns hard.

Don't let that happen.

Don't let him become like us.

Don't let him be us.

Oh! That was so close!

Good morning, Mrs. Galindo.

Do you want coffee?

Sure.

I wanted to thank you
for the other day.

Thank me?

I'm so sorry I called you.

If you hadn't...

...helped.

You, Mr. Galindo
and Cristóbal...

...mean everything to me.

I'm just really grateful.

It's nothing.

Oh! Oh!

Any time Mr. Galindo
has ever had a problem,

I'm always the one
who makes it go away.

Let's go!

Move! Move!

What happened?

Made a deal with the devil.
Devil came collecting.

-Who did this?
-Sons came
in the middle of the night.

Killed two of our sisters,

set fire to the cookhouse

with our people still inside.

Is there anything salvageable?

From the supplies we dropped
off, is there anything left?

Are you blind?
We've got people dead. What...

There ain't nothing here
but poison in the soil

and the air
and you're worried about--

I'm worried about more people
that are gonna die

if I can't get the pipeline
back up and running!

No, wait!

Stop.

Chip, stop!

I bought what he sold.

I put this on us.

We got enough dead here.

-Please.
-What we got

are sisters we got to put
in the ground

because of this motherfucker.

And you let them in.

Now look at all this.

Look at all this!

I know.

I know.

And I'll take
whatever punishment you see fit.

Just...

don't kill him

and bring more trouble
down on us, please.

You know what happens now,

don't you?

You get on your bike

and we don't ever see you again.

'Cause next time...

...I'm pulling the trigger.

They're starting to smell, man.

They already fucking smelled.

When's he gonna
let us drag them out?

You're one lucky son of a bitch.

And I don't just mean
you pulling an Anne Frank

where all these fuckers
got slaughtered.

I mean the cancer finally
taking Packer last night.

So now Isaac ain't gonna be
thinking of nothing else.

I fucking loved Packer.

We all loved Packer, man.

Terry.

Terry, look at me for a second.

Now, tell me again

how the Mayans broke in here,

killing these bastards,
and you just got winged?

You didn't even get a shot off?

I'm not gonna lie.
It's kinda suspicious, man.

Sorry you boys weren't here.

I want them to know the pain
of losing a brother.

Okay, see, now I'm out of view.

Ma'am, you're moving too fast.

Someone trying to break in
is gonna be moving

much quicker than me.

We already have the cameras
outside the gate.

I just-- I just don't want--

The police. What happened...

Can you move it lower?

If it's lower,
the lens will be blocked

when someone opens the door.

Why does he keep fighting me
on everything I'm saying?

It's okay, Mrs. Galindo.

Move it lower, like she says.
Whatever she says.

Okay,

now slightly to the left.

You may be good at your job,
Deputy Inspector General,

but you're a terrible
deal maker.

And yet, here we are.

No, we're here because
my family's been

under the thumb
of the U.S. government

since I was a child.

And I don't want to pass that
stranglehold on to my son.

Well, hopefully you won't pass
murder, drug trafficking

and money laundering
on to him either.

I can give you everything
you need on Lincoln Potter,

but I want full immunity.

Talk about a terrible
deal maker.

Yet you're still here.

I could deliver his head
on a fuckin' platter.

I believe in due process.

So let's dispense with
the draconian speech.

If you plan on using
just the resources you have,

he'll beat you.

And if he has any idea
what you've been up to,

and the bastard knows
everything,

then he will not only beat you,
he will crush you.

What have you got?

Something no one else does.

-I'd want--
-Proof.

I can give you a taste,

but before I give you
everything...

I want the deal in writing,

approved by my attorneys;
full immunity.

For me and my wife.

Why does your wife
need immunity?

What have the Galindos
been up to?

Being forced to survive.

First card in
bringing down his house.

Shit!

Oh, shit.

You okay?

Whoa, whoa.

All right, all right, you hurt?

- All right.
- Fuck.

Wow. You've been going
through a time, huh?

You don't know the half of it.

My ex was in a club.

Which MC?

I'd rather not say.

I don't know if you guys
are cool with each other.

I wasn't gonna stop.

I just-- I would have wanted
somebody to stop for him.

Or for my sons.

They ride?

Just dirt bikes for now,
thank God.

These things are fuckin'
death traps, man.

Can you help?

I could try.

-Ready?
-One, two, three.

You got a girlfriend?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

That was not a proposition.
Trust me.

I do.

I-I feel sorry for her,
because once you walk

out that door, we don't know
if you're ever coming home.

If it's not the bike,
it's the life.

No coverage.

Yeah.

But you all signed up for it.

No, you signed up for it.

We were just stupid enough
to fall in love.

I'm sure someone will come by.

Yeah? You sure you're all right?

Yeah.

Okay.

Come on.
I'll give you a ride.

Thank you.

Can I tell you how many
hours I've lost

trying to open one
of those fucking things?

-Here.
-Thank you.

Probably a better alternative
anyway.

You know, save the world.
All that.

Ugh. Maybe you can help me
with what I need.

I'm trying to eat cleaner.

Ah. See that one?

-This one?
-It's gonna be bitter.

-See this one?
-Uh-huh.

How the leaves are
tied together?

And when you squeeze it...

Did it just squeak?

Wow. Okay.

I guess there's a whole art
to this.

-You'll get the hang of it.
-Ugh.

Your accent.

You speak really good English...

for someone who's only been
in the States

for a couple of years.

How'd you know?

The case. I remember it.

Yeah, it was a grisly
triple murder

down in Coatzacoalcos.

The star witness disappearing
right after her testimony. Mm.

Deputy Assistant Inspector
General.

Wow.

What, may I ask, brings you
to Oceanside?

What are the chances?

Why don't you two go on home,

and I will finish up here.

Go ahead. It's fine.

That's a lovely woman.

What in the fuck are you doing,

you naive, stunted bitch?

- You think this is
a fucking game?

-Back off, Potter.
-Hmm?

It's too late for that.

You, Deputy, have made it
personal.

No. Greater than personal.

Ah, so you admit it.
That's your wife and kid.

You think I'm here to
take away your family?

I'm here to
take away everything,

because I know what you've done.

I know about all the bodies
under your watch, yeah.

The storm is coming, Potter.

I'm here to put you in prison
for the rest of your life.

You think you're untouchable?

I got you, you motherfucker.

They squeal when you
squeeze 'em.

Your ex.

He's...

He's gone.

I'm sorry.

You remind me of him a little.

Maybe it's the kutte.

Or, uh,

maybe it's the detachment.

You know, how you're here,
but you're kind of, like,

somewhere else completely.

I never had a goddamn clue
what was going through his mind.

I feel like...

Like there's, like, this snow
between me and everyone else.

Like a gray veil.

I can see the world,
I just can't touch it.

Sorry, I must have a concussion
or something. I...

I don't know why
I told you that.

That's trauma,

what you're describing.

I've been through
my fair share of shrinks.

I'm coming from
a recovery center right now.

I've been clean almost a decade.

But sometimes you gotta
get proactive

before you fuck up again.

The stakes are too high now.

Got too many people
to disappoint.

Men get to be kids
your whole lives, man.

Just beating your chest
and throwing tantrums.

While us women have to
clean up the messes.

We don't get to fuck up.

Nine years later I'm still
cleaning up my ex's mess.

You got kids?

No.

Well, that's good.

Keep the damage to yourself.

Man, my boys drive me crazy.

Sometimes I think I just need
five minutes to myself,

and then...
I get freaked out.

I need to get back to my kids.

I don't even want to be
away from them.

They're all I need.

It's right in front of you
that you're missing.

-Thank you.
-Mm-hmm.

They're gonna give me a ride
back to my bike,

-then tow it to Santo Padre.
-Good.

I'm gonna get back to my babies.

Thank you for stopping.

It was fun.

Just like going back in time.

You go home and push
through that veil, okay?

See her, and let her see you.

Um, Angel?

Anyone home?

I trust you're satisfied.

You've got yourself a deal,
Mr. Galindo.

You and your lawyers
will need to come down

to our offices to make
an official statement.

But we are going to want
every single detail.

Every body, every dollar.
Everything

that you have done
under his watch.

I'll be there.

I will be there.

Louie!

What the fuck am I doing here?

Because you have, quote,
"Upon regular occasion,

"presented falsehoods,
stolen government property,

"proven to be erratic, sloppy,

and worst of all,
emotionally unstable."

Unquote.

After recent turn of events,

I'm a bit in need of a victory.

Since a, uh, a fly once set free

has flown into the ointment,

I started digging for
an enemy of said enemy

who might be a friend.

I found a botched ATF operation

with a fallen agent
in the middle of it.

I'm not one to gossip,
but your former superior

doesn't like you very much.

Yeah, well, fuck that bitch.

That was, ironically,
her exact words.

What the fuck kind of game
is this?

Get him!

I get woken out of bed
by some lackeys,

and dragged to a park
in La Jolla,

meet with some weirdo
with a dog bite fetish.

I don't gotta put up with
this shit.

Fuck it, I don't work for
the government anymore.

Would you like to?

You should be in prison.

You're the reason EZ Reyes is
out murdering people

and not rotting
in a fucking cage.

Do you know how many deaths
you're responsible for

by letting him out?

Ah.

How many bodies does it take
to dam a levy

constantly on the verge
of breaking?

That's how many.

You, uh... You should go home.
Take a shower.

Maybe brush your teeth.

Who the fuck are you
to tell me what to do?

I'm the last hope, Katie.

You're an addict-- sex,
drugs, who knows what else...

...who lost a badge.

Your compulsions costing
the United States government

millions of dollars

in a years-long investigation.

However,

I believe that your compulsions

were just, were just untargeted.

It's time to take yourself

out of the crosshairs, Katie,

and put the Mayans
dead fucking center.

I need your help.

A storm's coming,
and I need bodies for the levy.

On one condition.

I want EZ Reyes to die.

Okay.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I know I've been slipping away,

but I'm here now.

I love you, Sofía.

I love you so fucking much
it hurts.

Everything's crashing down
around me.

But it's okay
because I have you.

You have me.

Forever.

Forever.

Forever.

Good night, mijo.

Whoa, that was fast.

Varelas usually takes forever.

Hey, man, did they have...

Angel...

That was rude.

We don't want you, old man.

We've come for your son.

Isaac. Isaac,
he's not here, man.

Okay, we gotta fuckin' go.

-Someone's here.
-It's a fuckin' kid!

Fuck!

Everything's gonna be okay.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Hey, man!

- Hey, hey!
-Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

-I need my boy!
-Calm down. Hey, man, calm down.

-Listen...
-Hey, my father and son
are in there. Hey!

-I need you to calm down, sir.
-My son.

-Listen to me. Listen to me!
-Let me up!

-Hey, calm down.
-Let me up! Let me up!

I ain't letting you through
until you calm down.

-Let me see my--
-That's fine.

-My boy. My boy. My boy.
-All right.

- My boy. My--
- Calm down.

Let go.

Hey. Ah, buddy, come here.

Come here. Hey, come here.

Oh, my boy.

My boy. My boy.