Original subtitles

(shouting)

(barks)

CANCHE: You fucking come at me?

Dad.

At my fucking kid?

What happened to the great El Padrino?

MARCUS: Your flash.

The future of this club

starts today.

EZ: Where's Gaby?

It's better this way.

- What did you say? - Let her go.

JOKER: Happy's been fucked

ever since Montez bailed.

BOSTON TERRY: Montez is as much of a brother

as anyone in this fucking room.

DOC: That ain't true.

If it was, he'd be in this fucking room.

And the Mayans?

There ain't no appetite for war.

JESS: I found someth ing and I don't know what to do.

El Banquero needs us.

If we pull this off,

- we'll be fully in bed with him. - I can do it.

I'll go with the Reyes brothers.

MANNY: I think this is our package.

Can't bring a kid, man.

This is Noah, and leaving him

- is nonnegotiable. - CANCHE: It's all right.

We got you.

NOAH: I don't want to.

- RANDALL: It's our little secret. - No.

- Please. - What the fuck?

- (gunshot) - (Noah screams)

EZ: Angel, what the fuck did you do?

What the fuck did you do?!

- (insects trilling) - (Randall gasping)

(insects trilling)

(Randall panting, groaning)

EZ: Fuck.

I had no choice. He was...

- You did the right thing. - I know I did the right thing!

(groaning)

We can't just leave his dad out here.

NOAH: He's not my dad.

He's my friend.

He said we were going on an adventure.

This is gonna be bad, Angel.

I know it's fucking bad. What the fuck do we do, then?

- (gunshot) - (screaming)

MANNY: Let the coyotes take care of this piece of shit.

Sun's coming up.

We'll drop the kid off.

He can call his parents.

Fuck.

- (insects trilling) - (chickens clucking in distance)

(footsteps approaching)

♪ ♪

- (twig snaps) - (rapidly departing footfalls)

♪ ♪

You want some breakfast?

(bowl rattles)

I got to get to it.

- Hey. - Hmm?

Do you think you could pick me up tonight?

You don't even like riding the bike.

I, um...

I just don't like walking home alone.

It's sketchy.

Got a lot to do.

Mm. (kiss)

But I don't see why not.

(chuckles)

Promise?

Yeah.

I promise.

But I got to go.

- Crazy ass. - (laughs)

(chuckles)

(door closes)

(sighs)

(chickens clucking in distance)

(grunts)

(wind blowing)

(insects trilling)

(trowel scrapes)

(rock clanks)

♪ ♪

Who pulled the trigger?

Who pulled the fucking trigger?!

I did.

Fucker, I did.

I made sure the motherfucker was dead.

I was the ranking officer there.

It was my call.

It's on me.

This is who you give power to?

This is who you trust?

What the fuc k am I supposed to tell El Banquero?

You tell him we don't run protection for kid touchers.

Hurting kids...

You all did the right thing.

(clangs)

Wh at they did, Padrino, is kill the pipeline.

And maybe every motherfucker in this room.

Santo Padre.

Hang back.

There's one more thing.

You got to be fucking kidding me!

There ain't no fucking way!

♪ Be clear, we here, and now you can't ignore it ♪

That's my new prospect.

♪ We don't ever show it, we got to go ♪

♪ Go, you already know it ♪

Anybody got a problem with that,

you can take it up with me.

♪ Change that ♪

Good.

♪ Play that, if you know ♪

♪ You better stay back, back up ♪

All right then, you French-braided little bitch,

get the fuck behind that bar and get me a beer then.

Go!

♪ You take a break ♪

Faster, prospect!

Sad fucking day when we start letting

SoundCloud rapper-looking motherfuckers in here.

♪ Go... ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go... ♪

What's up?

It's time for you to pack up.

Time to come home.

This about that bullshit in the desert?

We sent you down here to keep an eye on things.

MANNY: All due respect,

I thought you sent me down here to help repair things.

You did that a little too good, brother.

It's time for you to come back to Yuma,

your true family.

♪ Limitations, instead ♪

♪ Take that feeling when you're anxious... ♪

Yeah.

- (indistinct conversation) - (pool balls clacking)

MAN: Sup, man?

Looks like I get to go see my lady and kid a little sooner.

Aw, shit, man. Congrats.

♪ On your mark... ♪

Didn't want it like this, but...

fuck it, you know?

Wouldn't change a fucking thing.

Except maybe getting stabbed and kicked off a roof.

You know, could've done without that shit, and maybe...

I don't know, maybe being stuck in the desert

with a fucking pedophile, but that's just me.

- At least it wasn't boring. - Yeah.

♪ Keep up... ♪

You're a good dude, EZ Reyes.

♪ You got to go, come on... ♪

- You, too, Manny. - (grunts)

♪ You got to go, come on... ♪

(door opens)

♪ You got to go, come on... ♪

(door closes)

♪ Get ready ♪

♪ You got to go, on your ♪

♪ Mark. ♪

(door closes)

You wanted to see me?

Sit down.

(clears throat)

I want you to know that I've been watching you.

Keeping your head down.

Putting in the work.

Staying clean.

I'm just trying to get right w-with the club.

The club.

The club is all of us.

Not one person. Not one charter.

Thes e selfish fucks putting in their own resentments,

their own bullshit first,

threatening to destroy what better men than them have built.

Are you here to build,

or are you here to destroy?

I'm sending you to Oakland.

Be a representative for us, for the Fallen Brothers.

Help build a bridge between Santo Padre

and the rest of the club.

You good with that?

Fuck yeah, I am.

Good.

And Coco.

You get this right,

your bottom rocker might be waiting for you

when you get back, huh.

Gracias, padrino.

(Marcus speaks Spanish)

He

♪ Deep down it's darker than me... ♪

CIELO (whispers): Jess and I usually start watering it down

when he gets like this.

♪ I'm jet black... ♪

That's weird,

'cause he looks like a grown-ass man to me.

You got it.

♪ Away from the light... ♪

Just say when.

♪ Jet black, jet black... ♪

When.

♪ You think you're running from me ♪

- (chuckles) - ♪ Time's running out, and I agree. ♪

Hey.

What happened out there is on me.

Wasn't Manny's fault.

No shit.

Yeah, well, if I had to guess,

I'd say it was your idiot fucking brother.

You're the one who put us out there,

with a kid getting raped in the desert.

Oh, now you're a fucking advocate for child safety?

Listen. I'm willing to put

whatever you and I got going on between us behind us.

This club has a lot of rebuilding to do.

We're not gonna accomplish that

if you and I are at each other's throats.

This guy, El Banquero,

- there's got to be a way... - Oh, you want to help?

Right? You want to, you want to help me

like you helped your president?

'Cause last I saw, he was in there drinking himself to death

while you're out here wearing his flash.

Now, let's get something clear.

You hurt my kid. I'll never forgive that.

I don't give a fuck how many accolades

or patches Alvarez decorates you with,

you'll never be nothing but a walking dead man to me.

Don't let me catch you slipping.

OTERO: We got to go, dog.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I got to go clean up your fucking mess.

(motorcycles revving)

He's got to let that shit go.

Everything that happened between us...

- Stop. - What?

Sit.

Do you know why I made you VP?

I don't.

'Cause you have a good idea

of what this club could be.

But you don't understand this.

Who we are. Who we come from.

The rules and why we have them.

I started this thing

because we wanted something that belonged to us,

and we fought tooth and nail for it.

But you have to understand this

to truly understand what it is to wear that kutte.

As my friend Jax once said,

"Forget the past,

and you're doomed to repeat it."

Santayana.

What?

(sighs)

It wasn't your friend.

It was Jorge Santayana who said that.

Just read the fucking book.

(door slides open)

(door slides closed)

Hey, watch it.

Sorry, Taza.

You good, Jess? You, uh, still feeling sick?

No.

I'm better now.

Thanks, Hank.

I don't even recognize this place anymore.

What the fuck's happening to this club?

We're being tested.

I'm not sure we're gonna make it.

Man, this is the last fucking place

I want to be for Fallen Brothers.

We should be in Oakland

with everyone else from the mother chapter.

Being here's a fucking insult.

Oy, man.

Fucking finally.

Damn!

- (sighs) - Hey.

If you're not feeling 100, you can go home.

- No, I should stay... - I got it.

Seriously, go home.

Yeah, okay. Thanks, Cielo.

(dog barking in distance)

(line ringing)

Hey.

I can't fucking do this.

The fuck do you mean?

JESS (over phone): I'm fucking scared, man.

They're gonna find out, and if they do...

Get your shit together, Jess.

Stop fucking bitching and keep your ears open.

If you hear anything...

I may have heard something.

One...

Two...

Three.

(grunts)

- (laughs) Oh, shit. - Mm.

(grunts)

Mm.

You can't keep up with me, old man.

(laughs) Shit, I'll keep up with you all night.

Oh, yeah?

Well, we'll see about that.

Hey, Bish. Can we talk?

Hey, hey.

What could we possibly need to talk about, EZ?

Hey, you know, this whole VP thing.

I didn't ask for it.

I would never...

- (laughs) - I wouldn't do that to you.

It's all good.

- No, really, I... - You like Nietzsche, right?

- Nietzsche. - Nietzsche.

That guy.

Of course you would like that motherfucker.

He was all about power and will.

(sniffs)

Come here.

So, what you need to do now

is...

take that power that you crave, EZ.

Take that shit with your bare fucking hands.

Then...

find the will

shove it right up your fucking ass. (laughing)

- (laughing) - You see, she gets it.

Okay, where were we? Where were we?

(sighs)

Anything else?

- Ooh! - Hey, what're you doing?

You better respect your VP.

Hey.

Educate your ex-president.

Fuck away from me.

- (spits) - (door opens)

(door slams shut)

(panting)

Mm.

(sighs)

- (door bells jingle) - (water running)

(music playing quietly)

FELIPE: Just a minute.

- (door closes) - (door bells jingle)

♪ That same old fool ♪

♪ Looking back at me ♪

♪ And I say ♪

♪ Hello, fool ♪

♪ Are you ♪

♪ You still my love ♪

♪ Don't you? ♪

(song ends)

("The First Million Tears" by Al Hazan starts playing)

(door closes)

♪ They say the first ♪

♪ Million tears ♪

♪ Are the hardest to cry ♪

♪ And after ♪

♪ A million ♪

♪ Your tears will start to dry... ♪

(door closes)

Hello?

♪ Yes, I know ♪

♪ I got a long way to go ♪

♪ Before all my... ♪

(motorcycle revs outside)

(motorcycle drives away)

♪ Because the first million tears ♪

♪ Are the hardest ♪

♪ To cry ♪

♪ And I've just begun... ♪

(sighs)

I used my hand to prevent the branch

from going into my head.

Bi ke went one way, I went the other, and

brothers went to go get my mom.

Thought I was gonna bleed out,

fucking die in a field somewhere.

I always wanted to be a ballerina.

(laughs) Yeah.

I always loved that, you know, girly shit.

I got two older brothers instead, but, uh, you know.

What about you?

I got this.

And, uh, one on my shoulder.

One through the bicep.

I got... (chuckles) I got them scattered

all over my-my stomach.

Jesus.

I've been shot eight times.

No, Jesus.... those abs.

I mean, dude, sit down, finish your sandwich.

You look like you're starving. (chuckles)

- I meant do you have any brothers or sisters? - Yeah.

I'm the oldest of three.

I got a...

got a little brother and a wild-ass sister.

(chuckles)

Different dads,

but we were close.

My mom, she was always working.

So I looked out for them.

Yeah.

I was the baby,

so...

um... I don't know, my brothers were more like...

terrorists than siblings.

That would've been nice,

having somebody look out for me, you know?

I mean, it's not too late.

(laughing) Dude...

(laughs) I mean, I'm sorry, what?

Like...

Shit.

- Was that too much? Fu... - You know,

- "A" for effort. - (groans)

Execution was, like...

It was a little clumsy. (laughs)

You make me nervous.

Me?

You've been shot, like, 30 times.

I'm just some damaged chick eating a sandwich.

That sounds a million times deadlier.

Okay. "A" for execution on that.

- (laughs) - (chuckles)

(engine turns off)

(sighs)

(dog barking in distance)

(exhales)

(children shouting in distance)

(dog barking)

Is it possible you've gotten even uglier?

It's the syphilis your mom gave me.

She's got me looking like the Elephant Man.

(laughs)

Ah!

Aw, thanks for making it.

Aw, Rae and Jacob are gonna be so happy to see you.

Everyone's already out back.

Here.

Tell me you didn't get my kid a dildo.

(laughs) Shit, no.

The dildo's for you.

(dance music playing)

"And then my wife and I decided to have my testicles removed.

Now I live life with my penis inside a cage."

(laughter)

"Oh, it's made life so much more convenient.

"Now, when I want pleasure, I just call

our bull, Leroy."

(laughter)

LAURIE: Oh, shit, here comes the captain.

Jesus, did we have one that I don't remember having?

(scoffs) She's Kevin and Maura's.

Yeah, you'd know that if you made half an effort

with the neighbors instead of just

doing your tired Mystery Science Theater thing.

- It's pretty entertaining to me. - RAE: Don't-don't encourage him.

- Dad! Come play at the pool. - What's up, birthday boy?

First, you got to say hi to your Uncle Gilbert.

- Hey. - GILLY: Hey.

Hey, you were half that size last I seen you.

So, about Jenks' height then.

All right, shark attack time.

Let's go. Does Mom want to join?

I'm good, thanks.

You boys go get out all that testosterone.

Let's go, birthday boy.

- (Paul shouts) - Okay, kids,

what are we drinking? (sighs)

- Just beer for me. - (laughs)

Pussy.

- (laughter) - We got tequila inside if anyone's interested.

Fuck yeah. I'll get it.

Uh, shot glasses are over the sink.

I'll give you a hand with that,

seeing as you don't have any.

LAURIE: Better hope they have a stool

- so you can reach the cups. - (laughs) Shut up.

See what you've been missing?

Nothing changes, huh?

Yes.

Let's not let so much time go by again.

- Yeah. - We miss you.

You know...

You good?

You wouldn't lie to a senior officer, would you?

(sighs)

You know, uh...

Life?

Yeah.

It's a bitch, and then you die.

Amen.

(man speaking Spanish on TV)

We can't apologize enough for what happened.

But, given the circumstances...

We'll do what it takes to make it up to you.

Run double load till you're whole.

Hey, we got a good thing here.

Be-Because of that, we want this...

- (gunshot) - (glass shatters)

(door closes)

(bell tolling)

(speaking Spanish)

(tires screech)

(gunshots)

(gunfire)

(grunts)

- (horn honks) - (gunfire)

(horn honking)

(grunts)

(gunshots)

(gate unlocks)

TOMÁS: Papá.

¡Vámonos!

(engine starts)

(vehicles drive away)

(door closes)

What're you doing out here?

(grunts)

(coughs)

Shit's sad in there, man.

Can't stand that new chick

trying to get knuckles deep in Bishop's prostate exam.

(laughs) Oh, bro.

(grunts)

So, you want to kick it?

Got some studying to do.

(laughs) You fucking nerd.

Shouldn't you be home

helping your fiancée get ready for the kid?

(scoffs) She got that shit on lock.

Angel.

If I ain't there, I can't fuck it up.

Well, I think

not being there

is the number one way to fuck it up.

Bro, Nails isn't going anywhere.

For some crazy reason,

I think she may actually like you.

Imagine that.

- I can't. - (laughs) Shut the fuck up.

(sighs)

Go home.

Yeah.

RAE: You ain't Irish, Lopez.

Just didn't want to make it a big thing.

(chuckles)

You sneaking out after us not seeing you for so long

would've been a much bigger thing than

you just saying goodbye.

Let me help you with that.

Hey.

- For real, Ranger. - (chuckles)

RAE: How you doing?

I haven't been called that in forever.

(chuckles) Oh.

What, you got some

cool motorcycle name now, like...

Hatchet or Grizzly?

(laughs)

Grizzly...

Seriously, what do they call you?

Gilly.

(both laughing)

You... you should've gone with Hatchet.

This everything you thought it'd be?

(water splashing)

(muffled laughter and conversation outside)

Closest thing I could find stateside.

I was surprised when you didn't re-up.

Always imagined you a lifer.

What happened in

Mosul...

You didn't do that.

That wasn't you.

That wasn't any of us.

(sniffles, clears throat)

- (distant scream) - Shit.

- PAUL: Fuck you! - Calm down.

- PAUL: I live here. - Hey. Hey, hey, hey!

Say it again, motherfucker.

GILLY: Don't look at him.

What the fuck did you say to me?

Fuck you and fuck your wife, too.

- Who the fuck are you? - Don't look at him, look at me.

- He's telling me to calm down. - Yeah.

Am I not fucking calm?

Am I not the calmest motherfucker here right now?

Calmest motherfucker I know.

- RAE: What happened? - KEVIN: I asked him to not be

so rough with the kids.

He's making everyone uncomfortable.

(hushed chatter)

MAN (quietly): Honey, don't worry about it.

Sorry, little man.

I'm sorry.

GILLY: We're all good, bro.

We're all good.

No, this smug motherfucker,

made me look like an asshole in front of my kid.

- Fuck you! - You did that all by yourself, Paul.

Ignore that piece of shit. Okay?

He's wearing fucking Jesus sandals.

You really want to fuck up a dude

wearing fucking Birkenstocks?

Right? (laughs)

- I missed you. - I missed you, Paul.

- You good? - Mm-hmm.

Yeah?

Okay.

I'm good, man.

Hey, guy, listen, no hard feelings?

Sure thing, guy.

(snoring)

(hip-hop music playing faintly)

You tapping out on me, old man?

Fuck no.

You ready for round two?

(Bishop scoffs)

BISHOP: Fuck yeah.

- TREENIE: Mm-hmm? Oh, shit. - (both laugh)

- Line it up. - Mm.

♪ ♪

- Tell me when. - BISHOP: When.

Damn.

- That's big. - (both laugh)

(Muzak playing)

(insects trilling)

(siren wailing in distance)

- (grunts) - NAILS: Hey.

ANGEL: Hey.

(whispering): Your dad's here.

(whispers): Okay. Is it a secret?

Uh, he brought a cake.

Yeah, exactly.

(sighs)

(chuckles)

You're home.

Hey, Pop. (clears throat)

Okay. (chuckles)

I'll leave you guys to it.

You don't want some cake?

Well, I'm pretty tired, actually,

on accounts on I'm...

growing a person in my body.

Okay. Uh...

All right.

You didn't tell him to take off his shoes?

Funny.

(Nails laughs)

You got a knife?

Uh, yeah.

(clinking softly)

This is good.

Mmm.

(moaning, grunting)

♪ But Jesus ain't coming ♪

♪ So don't waste your time ♪

♪ Not yours and not mine ♪

♪ You're only dreaming ♪

♪ And while you were scheming ♪

♪ Of silver machines ♪

♪ Far above the leaves ♪

♪ I snuck into your scene... ♪

Fuck, Bish.

♪ Lurking, behind... ♪

(TV beeps)

What channel is it on?

You have to change it to Apple TV.

- Then why in the fuck do I need a... - Hey.

(sighs)

Why can't we just watch a movie in the VCR?

What's a VCR?

(scoffs)

You're killing me, Tess.

I'm inviting Obispo for dinner next week.

You didn't think to talk to me about it first?

I didn't realize I need permission

to invite people to dinner in my own house. Hmm?

I know not to touch that.

You both are too stubborn.

He's in a lot of pain.

Come on, Dad.

Yeah, I'm gonna get it right now.

You remember Maggie, from church?

ALVAREZ: Oh, don't do that, Iz.

- What? - I know how you work.

- Just leave it alone. - (scoffs)

You're crazy.

(doorbell rings)

Go get that.

And give me that remote.

Okay, so, what are we watching, huh?

- EZ. - Padrino.

Sorry to bother you like this. Can you talk?

Out here.

What is it?

Tired of small men hijacking this club.

Letting their ego, their weakness dictate.

Canche and fucking Bishop.

They almost destroyed everything that you built.

Everything the rest of us believe in.

And we didn't even have the power to stop it from happening.

Where you going with this?

I read your original bylaws.

You have something in there called a kill-switch clause.

Yeah, any president can be overruled or removed

if a chapter votes unanimously...

- Votes unanimously against them. - Right.

You're always talking to me about brotherhood.

Why not give the power back to the brothers?

Reinstate the kill-switch?

It could prevent what happened between Canche and Bishop

from ever happening again.

If we learn from our past like you said...

...well, we can protect our future.

♪ You ain't seen nothing yet ♪

♪ Here's something that you're never gonna forget ♪

♪ B-Baby, you just ain't seen n-nothing yet ♪

♪ And now I'm feeling better ♪

♪ 'Cause I found out for sure... ♪

(music stops)

I've buried a lot of brothers over the years.

And now we're asking for a lot more of them to die.

Montez was our brother.

And they buried him in a fucking barrel.

We're not gonna get another shot like this.

Those spics are gonna be distracted with their fucking

Fallen Brothers "Day of the Dead" bullshit.

What did Chibs say?

He gave the green light.

You got your war.

♪ ♪

(car door closes)

- (radio playing) - (engine starts)

♪ So I took what I could get ♪

- ♪ Ooh, ooh ♪ - (engine recedes)

♪ She looked at me with her big brown eyes ♪

♪ And said, "You ain't seen nothing yet" ♪

♪ B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothing yet ♪

♪ Here's something that you're never gonna forget ♪

♪ B-Baby, you just ain't seen n-nothing yet ♪

♪ You need an education ♪

♪ Got to go to school ♪

♪ That's what she told me ♪

♪ No, you ain't seen nothing yet ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa ♪

♪ You ain't seen nothing yet ♪

♪ Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothing yet ♪

♪ B-Baby, you just ain't seen nothing yet ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa ♪

♪ Sha, la, la, la, la. ♪

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪