Mayans M.C. (2018) s01e07 Episode Script

Cucaracha/K'uruch

1 FELIPE: Previously on Mayans M.
C.
I'm your grandmother, kid.
Do the bastard math.
You see this? She stole the fucking car from Grandma.
P.
D.
's looking for a felon.
Of course she did.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC] JIMENEZ: Your partner? FELIPE: Pedro the Thorn.
- He make it out? - I don't know.
Don't know if he wanted to get out.
If you don't trust me by now, Adelita, you never will.
I need to know everything.
GALINDO: Prep the money.
MAN: I understand this is inconvenient, but we need to check that baby.
- [BABY FUSSING] - Mr.
Galindo, don't make this worse than it is.
BISHOP: We'll keep Angel and Coco close a couple more weeks.
Prove to Alvarez there's no fucking mole at our table.
Bishop thinks Coco's the fucking mole.
That's why he's been separating us.
Where's Coco now? [DISTANT POP MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO] Alvarez say why the family was at the Calexico checkpoint? BISHOP: All Devante told him was that Galindo got pulled into a back room by Border Patrol.
No one's telling him shit.
- Feds? - Feels like it.
[DOOR CLOSES] Sorry, I was hoping I'd get a minute.
I got to tell you something.
What's going on? It's, uh It's fucking tricky.
Now, I don't want to You know, if I Telling you this makes me feel like a snitch.
With all the shit going on, if I don't say something, then I Fucking say it, Angel.
[SIGHS, CLEARS THROAT] Last week, at the Reed ranch, we went after Dennis and chased him onto Riz's land.
About 50 yards in, we hit soft earth.
Gilly dropped into a hole.
That's why we lost Dennis.
What kind of hole? We thought it was a fox den or a sinkhole at first, but we checked it out a few days later.
It was an old tunnel.
Abandoned.
But it led to another tunnel, an active one.
Working lights.
Fresh prints.
A tunnel to where? Southern end led to a locked hatch about a half mile into Mexico.
The other end led to a storm cellar At the Ariza house.
Vicki's place.
Bishop, I'm sorry we didn't I'm sorry we didn't tell you about this right away.
You know, we were just trying to figure out the right thing to do.
The shit spinning with the rebels, Galindo worrying about a mole we knew this could throw a lot of heat at Riz.
You did the right thing.
We'll figure it out.
For now we should just keep it in this room.
Yeah.
Okay.
[MEXICAN ROCK MUSIC] [MAN SINGING IN SPANISH] [CELL PHONE VIBRATING] [SONG CONTINUES OVER RADIO] [KNOCKING ON DOOR] Need you, prospect.
Warehouse.
[DOOR CLOSES] [SONG CONTINUES] Thank you, Ezekiel.
[GALINDO SCOFFS] We're in America.
We should speak English.
Do you have other siblings? ANGEL: No.
After the two of us, my folks knew they reached perfection.
[CHUCKLES] [BOTH LAUGHING] How long since your mother passed? Almost nine years.
Your father didn't remarry? For him She's still very much there.
Literally.
In a jar.
It's it's creepy as fuck.
[LAUGHS] He likes talking to her.
Pull over.
On the left.
[CICADAS BUZZING] What's she doing on this side? Let's find Coco and Gilly.
I'll tell you what I know.
[ENGINE TURNS OVER] [DRAMATIC MUSIC] Mother of exiles The torch of hope In the toss of the tempest Threw us medicine's rope But the brazen giant With limbs astride Blocks the golden door To the US of lies Screaming Damn your huddled masses Scrub our floors Cut our grasses I am a wolf A wild cur Cut from the pack With blood on my fur Every howl Marks the dead 'Cause a beaten dog Never forgets Never forgets Shit, that all goes down today? - Yeah.
- How long the rebels been planning all that? [DOOR OPENS] RIZ: Morning, brothers.
Bikes are in the pit, prospect.
[SIGHS] I got to bounce something else off you guys.
Templo.
[SIGHS] - She's very hungry.
- Yeah, she is.
- What are you doing here? - Coco told me to come by.
Not sure why.
Had Captain Handjob pick me up.
I'm gonna make her some breakfast.
Eggs sunny-side, toast, lots of butter, and magic huckleberry jam.
[CHUCKLES] Yeah.
BISHOP: Alvarez is on his way down.
Hopefully we'll know more by the time he rolls in.
But Galindo's a dual citizen.
They're not just gonna hold him for no reason.
Why the fuck aren't his lawyers crawling up their ass? Maybe they can't find the right ass.
[ALL CHUCKLE] - We still making the run? - TAZ: Yeah.
Business as usual.
Maybe we should keep some manpower here, in case we hear from Galindo.
Makes sense.
Riz.
Why don't you hang here? Yeah.
[SMACKS LIPS] Okay.
[UPBEAT POP MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO] Hey, bro.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER] My brothers Want you to meet Letty.
- She's my kid.
- Whoa.
- RIZ: [LAUGHS] Riz.
- LETICIA: Hi.
- RIZ: Nice to meet you.
- LETICIA: You too.
TAZA: Hey, I'm Taza.
Nice to meet you.
Chucky.
The girl.
Yes, that's the one.
It's his daughter.
She likes my jam.
I didn't know you had another kid.
Yeah, well, I fucked up things pretty bad with her.
I'm trying to fix that.
Let him spend the day with his kid.
- Hey.
- Yeah? Hang with your kid.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Welcome.
Hey, prospect.
You're with us.
Reaper run.
Okay.
[SONG INCREASES IN VOLUME] [ENGINES ROARING] [SONG CONTINUES] Buenos días, my angel.
[SOFT MUSIC] Was this her favorite jar? Who the fuck are you? I'm just a girl.
Ignacio.
A girl who also lives with ghosts.
Sit.
We have a lot in common.
Where'd you get this? My father.
It was in a box hidden inside a heating vent.
The same vent where I watched the cartel slaughter him, my mother, and my baby brother.
Jesus.
[SIGHS] You're Pedro's kid.
People know me as Adelita.
The rebel? How did you find me? Your sons.
They're helping our cause.
Jesus.
They know you're here? No.
They don't know how we are connected.
Angel thinks meeting me was a random act of fate.
But we know better.
I don't know shit.
Just tell me what the hell you want.
My father left Mexico in 1988.
Fled to Venezuela.
New name, new life.
Met my mother.
After a few years, I was born.
On the day before my sixth birthday the Galindos' henchmen kicked down our doors.
My mother hid me in an old heating vent.
[VOICE BREAKING] She didn't have time to hide my brother.
They made my father watch as they hacked his wife and son to pieces.
The man in charge, he gloated.
Said my father was betrayed by a friend.
A sacred trust.
They chopped off his head And laughed.
[SOFTLY] Fuck.
The sacred trust of a partner.
And you think I sold out your father.
And you're here to kill me.
Don't shoot me in the back.
There's something you might want to see.
Sit down.
What? The whole picture.
BOWEN: Yep, come on in.
Hey.
KJ.
Look like you might need a few more sick days.
I'm fine.
EZ delivers a bag today.
I just want to let you know that I'm gonna It's too late.
It's done.
This AUSA they want Reyes.
What the fuck are you talking about? Himler's gonna be my point man for EZ Reyes from here on.
You're too close.
I'm sending you back to San Diego.
And what happened to EZ? I got Himler to put out a BOLO.
- We're gonna bring Reyes in.
- With local cops? That shit will expose him.
- The M.
C.
could - This is not my worry.
Right.
Just another dead Mexican.
Probably get a bonus for that in this administration.
Get the fuck out.
We were animals.
We sold our soul to the cartel.
This was just another day on the job.
I can't even remember their names.
Marisol was pregnant with Angel.
I was done.
I had to get her out.
Your father was single and young.
He wasn't ready to leave the money.
I never knew what happened to him.
Then who else could have known where he was? Maybe the one who took the picture.
We were always together.
Inseparable.
We were just trying to find a way to fit in.
Rodrigo took another path.
He was the only one that knew where I was.
He helped me create Felipe Reyes.
He may have done the same for your father.
The sacred trust of a priest.
[COUGHS] Do you know the bishop? [VOMITS] [COUGHING, GASPING] That feels like a "yes.
" [COUGHING] [SIGHS] If you're gonna kill me please don't do it here.
I don't want my home to have the same bad memories as my shop.
ADELITA: May I borrow this? I'm sorry.
So am I.
Was my father really an animal? We didn't start out that way.
We just chose the wrong family.
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES] [ENGINES RUMBLING] Frankie.
- [MEN LAUGHING] - What's up, brother? - How was your ride? - It was great, man.
- How are you? How's the family? - Good.
- How you doing, brother? - Great.
- Everything good? - Yeah.
As promised.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER] - It's clean.
- Good.
- All right, let's show 'em.
- Right on.
[CELL PHONE RINGS] Look at that.
MAN: Look at you guys, always with the good stuff.
Yeah? Where are you? I'm on the road.
- What's up? - Bowen is pulling our deal.
You're in the wind.
Fuck.
I'm not giving up, EZ.
It's probably done, anyhow.
Galindo was picked up at the border last night.
Calexico East.
- Not sure who has him.
- Jesus.
Don't cave on me, cuz.
You need to steer clear of the Mayans.
They put out a BOLO.
I'm not sure how much the cops know, but you don't want them talking about it in front of a patch.
I'll check in when I know more.
[LINE CLICKS] [ENGINE TURNS OVER] [TENSE MUSIC] [MEN LAUGHING] [MEN SHOUTING] [STRAINING] [MAN SHOUTS IN SPANISH] [SPITS] Vamos! [INDISTINCT CHATTER] [ENGINES RUMBLING] Dispatch, this is California 6-2-5-78.
I have eyes on a possible BOLO.
[TIRES SQUEALING] Yeah, I-I got to find a bigger place, mi'ja.
You know, it might take a minute, but But I promise I'll I'm gonna get you out of here.
Oh, isn't this precious.
She needs a key, Mom.
I gave you money for all that shit.
No wonder she's starving.
I told you to buy some food.
It's been kind of hard to do anything without a car.
Cops called this morning.
Found my Chevy in a field near the border a dead body in the fucking trunk! - Wow, anyone you know? - Fuck you! [SNICKERS] I know she was the one who took it.
Then why'd you report it stolen? To teach you a goddamn lesson.
So I don't grow up to be a stupid whore with dead bodies in my trunk.
- Hmm? - Mom, come come on.
I mean, hey, enough.
I'll get you another car.
Oh, no, no, no.
That's not the only thing you're gonna get me.
All I have to do is tell the cops it was you that took it.
They'll see your record, nice little uniform.
How do you think that's gonna go over? He didn't take the car I'm doing my best to make this work, Celia.
I-I-I get it, you you hate me.
I'm the shit son.
But I need some help.
You got to meet me halfway.
For her sake.
Why should I? You don't give a shit about me.
You never call.
Never help me out.
Only fucking reason you're here now is 'cause of her.
Hmm? [DOOR CLOSES] - Sorry, I-I was just - No, it's it's okay.
Just give her a lot of room.
- Okay? - Okay.
Stay out of her way.
I'll check in later, yeah? [SMOOCHES] [DOOR CLOSES] He give you money? Why do you care? Give it to me.
Crazy fucking bitch! You think this is gonna last? Huh? Papí ain't gonna be around much longer, mi'ja.
Ain't in his nature.
So, if you want to keep this coming you better get that tight little twat out into the street.
Earn your shit! [SOBBING QUIETLY] [WATER RUNNING] [KNOB SQUEAKS, WATER STOPS] [BREATHING SHAKILY] MAN: California 6-2-5-78, I'm approaching the rendezvous point.
We have open road.
MAN [OVER RADIO]: 10-4.
Backup is waiting.
[ENGINES REVVING] [SIREN WAILING] [ENGINE RUMBLING] Shit.
MAN [THROUGH SPEAKER]: Pull over.
Pull over.
[SIRENS WAILING] Ah, shit.
[WAILING STOPS] We "yes, sir" our way out of this.
Don't give them a reason to search, huh? [SIGHS] Fuck.
GILLY: Easy, prospect.
That him? Yeah.
[ENGINE TURNS OVER] [ENGINE REVVING] EZ.
EZ! Fuck's he doing? Get off the bike! Now! Park it! You're looking for EZ Reyes.
That's me.
[ENGINE RUMBLING] [UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC] [BOTH LAUGH] - [SIRENS WAILING] - Ah, shit.
Motherfucker.
Listen to Little Willie G [SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY] I bet we can save the whole world.
Listen to me one time.
Everybody Needs somebody Everybody Needs somebody to love Somebody to love, now Somebody to kiss [SIRENS APPROACHING] Someone to miss, now Someone to please - [SIRENS WAILING] - Someone to tease, now And I need you, you, you I need you, you, you I need you, you, you I need you, you [TIRES SCREECHING] Sometimes I feel like On the ground! Now! Off the bike! On the ground! Now! Slowly! I need you, you, you I need you, you, you - On the ground! - Aah! Stop resisting! I need you, you, you Stop fighting! [INDISTINCT CHATTER, BELL RINGING] - Anything from the lawyer? - [SIGHS] No.
Legal hierarchy at the border now [SCOFFS] It's fucking chaos.
Idiots dictating policy.
Making shit up as they go along.
Covering their ass so they don't take the hit when the emperor shits his new clothes.
Think it's the Feds? Cisen? I did.
At first.
But now 18 hours, no word Feds would love to posture.
They couldn't go this long without swinging their dicks.
Forgive me.
- [SIGHS] - [SNIFFLES] [KEYPAD BEEPING] [PANEL BEEPS] Come on, shit.
[DOOR RATTLING] [UPBEAT HISPANIC MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO] POTTER: Idiot.
Shit.
I say if a man can't be trusted to remember five simple digits [DOOR RATTLING] Let him in.
- [KNOCKING ON DOOR] - Shit.
[KNOCKING CONTINUES] POTTER: 9-1-6-1-0.
Agent.
September 16, 1810.
Mexico's cry of independence.
I thought that was Cinco de Mayo.
[ALL SNICKERING] Troglodita.
Any word on Reyes? - CHP just picked him up.
- Hmm.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR] - Is no one informed? JIMENEZ: It's Agent Jimenez! I got some information you're gonna want to hear! - Shit.
- [DOOR OPENS] What the hell are you doing here? Huh? [OVERLAPPING SPEECH] Finally, a little fire.
Agent Kevin Jimenez.
Lincoln Potter.
Agent Jimenez is off this case and a heartbeat away from losing his badge.
- I think he's aware of that.
- I am, sir.
But I've invested over two years setting up the investigation into Galindo.
To pull it from me now and burn EZ Reyes is a huge mistake.
That's very passionate rhetoric, Agent Jimenez, but An hour ago, I got intel from EZ.
He told me Galindo was being detained at Calexico East.
He's off the grid.
Not us.
It's it's probably bullshit.
HIMLER: It's not.
Galindo hasn't pinged in over 26 hours.
No calls, charges, Internet.
He is off the grid.
Check with your agencies.
See if anyone scooped him up.
Get teams on homes and businesses.
Let's find him.
What about EZ Reyes? Until we know more, we drop the BOLO.
Your deal is still in play.
For now.
Okay.
- Thank you.
- Agent [OVERLAPPING CHATTER] You should get some rest.
Maybe reacquaint yourself with the practice of hygiene.
[DOOR CLOSES] [MUSIC RESUMES] [MAN SINGING IN SPANISH] - [DOOR BUZZES] - WOMAN: Galindo.
[HANDCUFFS CLICKING] Step up.
Hands on the fence.
Back it up.
[DOOR BUZZES IN THE DISTANCE] Where are you taking me? [DOOR OPENS] [DOOR CLOSES] - What is this place? - Just go.
Wait here.
ADELITA: Take off the restraints.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC] [HANDCUFFS CLICKING] Thank you.
- You know who I am? - I know.
Where's my son? Here.
Safe.
Your family, also.
Safe.
If this was just about I assume I'd already be dead.
- I'm not here to kill you.
- No.
But you're here to plant drugs on me and torture my family.
The Galindo Cartel slaughtered my mother my father and my brother.
Hmm.
Is that what this is? Revenge? Vengeance is just the match.
You know that.
Fire is much more complicated.
- I know you want me dead.
- [CHUCKLES] Think I'm [SPEAKING SPANISH] What do you want? Cooperation You really think I would cooperate with terrorists? No more than I'd cooperate with psychopaths and nun-killers.
Please, sit.
[PHONE LINE RINGING] [TYPING] Your poppies in the mountains of Guerrero.
Your refinery in Ixtapa.
Your distribution hubs in Sonora.
Why are you showing me all this? Florentino.
MAN [OVER RADIO]: Florentino.
ADELITA: Cosette.
MAN [OVER RADIO]: Cosette.
[EXPLOSION] ADELITA: Marius y Fermina.
MAN [OVER RADIO]: Marius, Fermina.
[SERIES OF EXPLOSIONS] ADELITA: It's in real time.
Use the phone.
Confirm it if you like.
Hmm.
[FIRE CRACKLING] Burning a few fields.
Blowing up some trucks.
You think that matters? Impacts my business? - No.
- No.
ADELITA: Each of these is also a call away.
It's your entire operation.
If they go it will matter.
It'll cripple you.
Enough to allow Lobo Sonora and fringe players to move in.
Usurp your business.
All that happens while you are in the U.
S.
courts fighting a drug-trafficking charge.
You took my son to set me up for all this.
Yes.
[TENSE MUSIC] To force my hand.
No.
To show what our hands can do together.
If the Galindo Cartel falls, another will take its place.
Violence continues.
Corruption still thrives.
Our government Every branch every level is infected.
Social services, education, health care.
The money never ends up helping the people who need it.
Lopez Obrador won't change anything.
We know we can't defeat evil.
All we can do is point it in the right direction.
Let evil feed our children, care for our sick.
We let the devil secure our future.
And I'm that devil.
Los Olvidados is everywhere.
We are 2,000 strong, and growing every day.
We become your eyes.
Your ears.
Your weapons.
You continue to distance yourself from the blood.
In return You give us a piece of the profit.
Help us put it in the hands of the people who need it.
The system is broken.
Together we create a new one.
Partners.
Huh.
The things we've done our hatred runs deep.
How do we ever trust Adelita? We begin by telling the truth.
My name is Luisa Espina.
And until we earn that trust We'll need a third party.
Someone with a vested interest in keeping us honest.
I'll let you give it some thought.
[DOOR CLOSES] Before we knew it, prospect circled back, said something to the cops, was in the wind.
- It was a solitary decision.
- TAZA: He had no bedroll.
He knew it was just a harassment stop.
What were they gonna get him on? Maybe reckless driving, speeding.
Pulls the heat away from this.
Little brother's got some balls.
Little brother's here.
Just walked in.
Send him back.
RIZ: [SNIFFS] All right.
Prospect! - Shit.
- [GRUNTS] What happened? I let them catch me when I was clear of the club.
Weren't gonna do the paperwork for a stack of misdemeanors.
Took their pound of flesh.
You're a smart kid, EZ.
Putting yourself on the line for the club, that's commendable.
But it was also impulsive and fucking rogue.
The kind of shit that will get you killed and, more importantly get one of us killed.
Sorry.
If it happens again you're done.
And what comes with that will make the CHP beat-down feel like a day at the spa.
Get out of here.
How much more time does he have left? [SIGHS] About eight months.
Got a feeling it's gonna be a very long eight months.
[ALL CHUCKLE] Watch it, bro.
Hey, guys, I'm gonna head over to Vicki's.
[APPROACHING CAR ENGINE] EZ Peasy! - Oh, my God.
- [BREATHING HEAVILY] Come on.
Okay.
[SNIFFLING] She just called me twenty minutes ago.
What happened? Celia.
She almost killed me.
[SNIFFLING, WEEPING] [DOOR OPENS] [COCO MURMURS] Your mom.
Clean her up.
[DARK MUSIC] Should we go with? Ain't our business.
[ENGINE TURNS OVER, REVS] [ENGINE ROARING] [DOOR OPENS] [BABY COOS] [MURMURS] [SOFT ACOUSTIC GUITAR] You're free to go.
Gracias Tapia.
We'll be in touch.
[DOOR OPENS] He's home.
Where? What happened? [BABY FUSSING] He's here? [BABY FUSSING] He's really here.
He's home.
My baby [KISSING] [WEEPING] [SOFT ACOUSTIC GUITAR] [ROACHES CRUNCHING UNDERFOOT] [BABY FUSSING] [GRUNTS] [GRUNTS] Flashlight.
[HINGES CREAK] What the hell? Need a hand there, brother? [LIVELY HISPANIC MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO] [SLAMMING ON DOOR] [GRUNTS] [SLAMMING CONTINUES] [WOMEN SINGING IN SPANISH] Jesus Christ, what the hell is wrong [SCREAMS] [COUGHING, SPITTING] You fucking piece of You're fucking crazy.
Cops are gonna know you took my car.
Add assault to that.
I'm gonna fucking bury you.
I'm gonna fucking bury you! I believe you would, Mom.
Coco, I'm gonna fucking bury you Ohh [SPLUTTERING] [GRUNTING] [SPLASHING STOPS] [SHAKY BREATHING] Pop? You up? [HINGES SQUEAK] Pop? [MELLOW ELECTRIC GUITAR] Pop? [SONG CONTINUES OVER RADIO] [SMOOCHING NOISES] [LAUGHING, SMOOCHING] [MAN SINGING IN SPANISH] [MUSIC CUTS OFF] - Jesus.
- [NESTOR MURMURS] It's probably just another brown-out.
Nestor.
NESTOR: Paco's on it.
- [BABY FUSSING] - Shh [BABY BABBLING] [SMOOCHING] Hey, hey, hey.
[MURMURING IN SPANISH] [DARK, TENSE MUSIC] Miguel.
[HINGES CREAKING] Nestor.
Dita? [FOOTSTEPS] [DISTANT CLATTERING] Devante? Miguel.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER] MAN: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold it right there.
POTTER: Good evening, Mrs.
Galindo.
Or is it Ms.
Thomas? Hmm? [COOS] [BABY WHIMPERS] Oh.
[WOMAN SINGING IN SPANISH] [INDISTINCT CHATTER] [BABY CRYING]