The Bridge (US) s02e02 Episode Script

Previously on The Bridge Jack: I'm Jack Dobbs.
Uh, so, you here to see someone? Sonya: Your brother.
I'm Sonya Cross, Lisa's sister.
(Passionate breathing) What's going on down here? Marco: Yesterday someone tried to kill me.
It was one of my own men.
- Guard: What do you plan to do in the US? - Eleanor: Work.
Guard: Have a nice day.
Wade: What the hell is this? There she goes.
Eleanor: Help me.
Dex: Come on.
I'm out of here, dude.
Eleanor: Please.
I need help.
I'm cold.
Kyle: What happened to your clothes? - Eleanor: Uh - (Panting) There was man blood on them.
Kyle: Maybe we should call the police.
Eleanor: Oh, no, no, no.
Please don't.
I'm fine.
You can help me.
Kyle: Okay.
Eleanor: What's your name? Kyle.
Eleanor: Have you known grace, Kyle? Grace.
The light that goes through everything.
Kyle: Uh I don't know.
Eleanor: I've used up all of mine.
Maybe it's not too late for you.
Kyle: What are you doing? Eleanor: Help me.
You have to help me.
Kyle: Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.
Please, please.
Eleanor: If you help me, I will let you touch me down there.
(Quietly): Okay? (Gulping) (Soft creak) Kyle: Here.
Eleanor: I don't wear pink.
Kyle: Come on, they'll wake up if I go back in there.
Eleanor: It would be bad.
I've never worn pink.
It's for whores and little girls who want to be princesses.
Kyle: Okay Eleanor: Something else.
Please, Kyle.
Kyle (Whispers): Here.
Eleanor: What's his name? Kyle: Danny.
What are you doing? Eleanor: Can you see it? Kyle: See what? Eleanor: The light coming off him.
Kyle: We should go now.
Eleanor: You should say good-bye to him.
Kyle: Okay Good-bye.
Until I'm one with you my heart shall not pass through until I'm one with you our love will be mistaken.
(Grunts) Cooper: Sit.
Good dog.
Sonya: Tore the carotid.
Wade: Yep.
Sonya: Doesn't look like a knife wound.
Wade: Did the job though, didn't it? Sonya: Why not a knife? Wade: Used what was handy, I suppose.
Sonya: So unplanned.
Self-defense.
Wade: Maybe, maybe not.
Sonya: Why keep the car running? Took a while for him to bleed out, I suppose.
Plus, these electric jobs, you can't tell.
Be nice if something about this whole thing made sense.
Sonya: I think there was a woman in the car.
Wade: You took a personal day yesterday, didn't you? Sonya: Yeah.
Wade: What for? Sonya: I have 32 unused personal days.
Wade: Did you go see Dobbs? Sonya: Nope, I didn't see him.
Wade: Dobbs's brother? Sonya: Yes, we had lunch.
Wade: What for? Sonya: I gave him a picture.
We just talked.
He's nice.
Wade: What'd you talk about? Sonya: Lisa.
We talked about Lisa.
Wade: That man's brother killed your sister.
Sonya: That doesn't make him a criminal.
Statistically speaking, there's no reason to assume that.
Wade: Bullshit.
Sonya: Would you be talking to me like this if I was a man? - Wade: No.
- Sonya: Right.
Wade: You're right.
- Sonya: So why don't we just work.
- Wade: Okay.
Sonya: Okay.
- Morning.
- Bludhorn: Morning.
Sonya: Sonya Cross, El Paso PD.
That your work? Bludhorn: I told them I don't do that kind of thing.
- I-I was gonna call you and - Make you do what, sir? Wade: The dog? Bludhorn: Uh I-I assume you're here about what's in the basement.
Right? They, uh, came in about a month ago.
Didn't-didn't say where they got my name or number.
Just said they had a job.
Sonya: There were two of them? Bludhorn: Uh, yeah, the Uh um, a man and a woman.
And this woman, she was she was kind of peculiar, you know? Sonya: Get their names? Bludhorn: No, ma'am.
I-I didn't ask.
I'm-I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, but I-I was very clear with them.
I told them I did not want this job.
The partner, he said he was going to cut off my hands and kill my entire family.
Plus, they-they paid cash.
Um, it's-it's it's right in here.
Um (Door creaks) (Door creaking) (Wade groans quietly) (Marco sighs) (Marco groans quietly) (Marco sighs) Marco: Luisa? (Luisa sighs) Luisa: Mm.
(Men laughing in distance) (Indistinct chatter in Spanish) _ (Men speaking Spanish) (Alejandro grunts) (Both grunting) (Alejandro gasps) (Robles mumbles) (Marco panting) (Alejandro coughs and gasps) (Marco sighs heavily) Abelardo: Bueno.
(Door closes) Wade: Taxidermist said he took this bullet out of the dog.
Sonya: What about the body? Wade: Well, the beetles pretty well took care of the prints, so we'll submit dental records.
Sonya: Okay.
Wade: Okay.
Wade: Hey! Joe, what can I do for you? McKenzie: That's our dog, Yankee.
Rivas: The dog was mentioned in a crime scene flyer your department circulated.
Wade: Well, we were hoping for help identifying the John Doe in the car.
McKenzie: I'm gonna need to see the complete file, everything you got.
Wade: You want to tell me why? McKenzie: Won't know until I've seen the file.
Bludhorn: It was a man and a woman and, like I said, I never saw either 'em before in my life.
Sonya: That him? Bludhorn: Oh, yes, yes, ma'am, that-that-that was him.
Sonya: What about the woman? Bludhorn: Well, she was She was like the boss.
She had this big ledger book, and she went around taking notes about everything.
Bludhorn: And she dressed kind of funny.
Um, churchy, or amishy.
Wade: So, no dope in the car, no dope at the taxidermist.
This is the DEA taking an interest in stuffed dogs? McKenzie: We are now.
Rivas: The John Doe you found at the taxidermist is Jimmy Tecca.
McKenzie: One of ours.
Undercover field agent.
The dog, too.
(Wade sighs) Wade: Sorry for your loss.
However, we caught the case.
It's ours.
McKenzie: No, not anymore.
Sonya: They say anything about the body? Bludhorn: Um, they weren't too happy when I said I needed to beetle it.
They wanted it mounted? Bludhorn: Posed, yes, ma'am, but it was too far gone.
Maggots and off gassing, and Not to mention the illegality of it all.
Uh, but the problem was, they had it in a storage unit.
Two days in this heat, there ain't nothing I can do.
(Knocking; Door opens) Cooper (Whispers): Wade: Um Caramel? They're from France.
They got this sea salt in the middle.
They're hell on the crowns, but I like 'em.
- Rivas: I don't do sugar.
- Wade: Why not? Rivas: It's poison.
Wade: Okay.
So, um tell you what.
Why don't we sit down, and I'll tell you what I got, you tell me what you got, and we act like law enforcement professionals? McKenzie: That's good.
Wade: Yeah, it's good.
Have another one.
- McKenzie: Who's that? - Wade: Lead investigator Sonya Cross.
Sonya, this is Joe McKenzie and Pete Rivas from the DEA.
Come on in.
McKenzie: Close the door.
Sonya: Multiple stab wounds to the carotid.
Wade: Passenger fled the scene.
- You know him? - Yovani Garza.
He's an escort for Fausto Galvan.
Sonya: There were no drugs in the car.
Wade: We've been over that, Sonya.
Rivas: You get a description of the passenger? Sonya: Uh, female, brunette.
Taxidermist said she has some sort of ledger with her; - Thought that she was in charge.
- McKenzie: Interesting.
- Wade: Does that ring a bell? - McKenzie: Could be a girlfriend.
We'll look into it.
Sonya: What about Agent Tecca? McKenzie: Agent Tecca and Yankee were responsible for over three tons of seizures, dozens of arrests in Juarez.
They put a serious dent in Fausto Galvan's operation.
Sonya: When did he go missing? McKenzie: Last month.
Sonya: Our suspects wanted Agent Tecca mounted, but the decomp was too bad.
McKenzie: These people are depraved.
Rivas: We'd prefer you leave out mention of the taxidermy.
- Something like that can hurt the family.
- Wade: Absolutely.
McKenzie: I personally trained Agent Tecca.
We're on the same bowling team.
Wade: Okay, um, so how do you want to chop this up? McKenzie: Since Tecca was ours, we'll take the lead on that.
Wade: Good, good.
We'll take Garza.
Sonya: What about the passenger the woman? McKenzie: Yeah, we'll want to be in on that, too.
Just don't make any moves - without coordinating with us.
- Wade: Good.
McKenzie: And I want the dog.
Sonya: Oh, I'm sorry, the dog is evidence in this case.
McKenzie: The dog is a goddamn hero; I'm not gonna have it sitting in some evidence room gathering dust.
- Sonya: That is against pro - Wade: You got a deal.
Kyle: Brought you a PBJ.
- Eleanor: Are they gone? - Kyle: Yes.
Eleanor: Is it safe? Kyle: Yes.
I got on the bus and ditched, just like you told me.
Eleanor: Good boy.
So Do you want to touch me now? Kyle: Y-yes.
But Not here.
Eleanor: Do you drive? Kyle: Just have my Learner's permit.
Eleanor: So you drive.
Kyle: Only with an adult.
Eleanor: I am an adult.
(Frye sighs deeply) Adriana: Time for your daily two? Frye: Not yet.
Adriana: How's that going? Frye: Go a lot better three hours from now.
Don't give me that look.
Adriana: Hola, buenos tardes.
Concierge: 300 pesos for the first hour, Pay in advance.
And we out of towels.
Come on.
(Frye speaks quietly) (Dance music throbbing) - Adriana: Can I get two cokes? - Frye: Sure you don't want to throw some whiskey in there? - Adriana: We're working.
- Frye: Oh, yeah, I forgot.
Adriana: You know, it's rude to stare.
Frye: How can you not? He's six-foot-four and gorgeous.
I'm finding myself genuinely aroused.
Adriana: Raul Quintana.
Frye: You're not saying it right.
Bonito.
Raul Quintana.
Hmm? (sings) Raul: And I'm stronger stronger then Frye: Ay, Chihuahua.
So you are like, that was muy, muy, Muy Es Caliente.
Adriana: We want to ask you some questions about your aunt Millie.
Raul: How did you find me? Adriana: Your landlord.
Raul: Shit.
- Who sent you? - Adriana: Nobody.
We're with the El Paso Times.
We just want to ask you some questions.
Frye: Yeah, look, uh, a week after your aunt died, you and your relatives were deported.
What uh, look, Daniel Frye.
The Times.
Adriana: Six months after getting asylum.
Raul: This doesn't mean shit to me.
How do I know you're not cops? Frye: (Laughs) Uh, trust me, I'm not a cop.
Adriana: Did they give you a reason when they deported you? - Raul: I'm not doing this.
- Frye: Whoa, whoa.
Adriana: No, no, please don't go.
Frye: Yeah, anything you can tell us, at all, about the that'd be amazing.
Adriana: We just want to know - how your aunt got mixed up with the Cartel.
- Raul: Cartel? I'm not talking about this.
I want you to leave now! Frye: No, no, chillax, bro.
Just relax Ooh.
(Frye groans) Adriana: Hey, Daniel (Frye groans) (Knocking) Cooper: You were right.
Come take a look.
A fishing buddy at ice got me this an hour ago.
- Sonya: Hank seen this? - Cooper: Nope.
The DEA requested the same footage, same time.
There's your dead guy.
Sonya: Stop.
Run it back.
There.
Would you call that "Churchy"? Cooper: I'd call that downright devout.
Sonya: Print it.
Put out an APB.
Cooper: Run it by Hank? Loop in the DEA? Sonya: They didn't inform us they pulled the ice tapes.
Put it out.
Cooper: Yes, ma'am.
(Mellow music playing) (Marco sighs) Eh, un whiskey soda, por favor.
Gracias.
Abelardo: Mira.
Marco: Si, him.
(Marco sighs) Frye: Please tell me that's a bag full of Oxy.
- Adriana: I got you aspirin.
- Frye: Aspirin's useless.
Hey, if anyone ever asks, I did this defending your honor at a biker bar.
Adriana: Yeah, whatever.
You really screwed us on this, Daniel.
Frye: It's not my fault.
Raul: It's me.
Frye: No, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Raul: Sorry, honey, I had to do that.
Does it hurt? Frye: Uh, just a little.
I didn't want to be seen talking to you.
Weird shit has been happening since my aunt died.
- Frye: Is someone following you? - Raul: All the time.
Frye: Who? Raul: I don't know.
Adriana: Why would somebody want to be following you? Raul: The person you want to talk to is Chuchito.
He helped my aunt with the money.
- Adriana: In what kind of way? - Raul: You have to ask him.
- Adriana: Were you guys friends? - Raul: Something like that.
I'm-I'm worried.
Haven't seen him in a week.
I'm afraid to go by his place.
Adriana: Why? Raul: I'm telling you, I'm being watched.
Frye: Okay, relax.
Raul: If you find him, can you tell him to call his bomboncito? - Frye: Oh, I get it.
- No, something happened to him.
Now, please I have to go.
Sonya: You wanted something? Wade: Yep.
Come on in.
Close the door.
You didn't tell me that you had Cooper pull that ice video.
- Sonya: We got an image.
- Wade: And you went ahead and - put out an apb on this woman? - Sonya: Yes.
Wade: You were here, Sonya.
You heard what we had agreed to with those guys.
We owe them a heads-up on something like Sonya: We need to find her before she goes back to Mexico.
Wade: We need for you to follow protocol.
They didn't share the ice tapes with us.
Wade: Sonya, something like this is liable to set them off.
They could shut us out (Wade sighs) Sonya: I'm sorry.
(Sonya sighs) You're mad at me because of Jack Dobbs, aren't you? Nope.
This has nothing to do with that.
Sonya: Yes, it does.
What do you want to know, Hank? I had sex with him.
And I'm sorry about the APB.
Wade: Apology accepted.
- Okay.
- Okay.
(Gate squeaks, clanks) Wade: You remember me? Jack: Yeah.
I don't remember you and your brother being that close.
Jack: We weren't.
Good to see you, Detective.
Wade: Wish I could say the same.
(Jack laughs softly) (Jack sighs) Wade: Prefer if you didn't smoke around me.
- Not a smoker? - Was.
Know better now.
(Clicking lighter) Jack: You want something, or is this just some good old boy meet-and-greet routine? Just want to talk to you about someone.
Maybe you should have this talk with her.
Wade: It's not my place.
Jack: So you came to see me? Wade: See, Sonya has a focus problem.
She gets too focused makes her a great cop, but personal life is not so good.
Jack: I think she can handle herself.
Wade: It's not her I'm worried about.
One thing this job teaches you is that bad doesn't just happen, it's bred in.
Now, you might be a fine member of society, contributing to the betterment of mankind But he's your brother.
You share the same blood.
You share all the same messed-up shit that went into making the kind of human that takes the life of another human.
That's in you, Jack.
I know that sounds harsh, but it's the truth.
(Jack sniffs) Jack: We both know what happened in that hotel room.
You tell her that? Wade: Do the Christian thing, see your brother into the ground, and then go back to where you came from.
(Knocking on door) (Spectators cheering on TV) (Knocking on door) McKenzie: Come in.
Close the door.
Are you an ogre man or a troll man, Rivas? Rivas: I like Call of Duty and pussy.
You make up your mind? McKenzie: That shitbird Fausto Galvan was gonna hang our friend on a wall.
So let's hang him on one instead.
Rivas: She's in El Paso.
You want me to get some guys together? McKenzie: No.
I want to let the local cops chase her, let them break trail.
Rivas: We should be lead on this.
McKenzie: No.
The second we file an action report on this, DC hears about it, and we have the CIA all up in our shit.
- Rivas: So we're careful.
- McKenzie: And quiet.
The last thing I want is the Mexican government snatching him for their "New Mexico" PR campaign.
Either scenario, he's not getting ass-raped in a Colorado supermax.
I want the whole Enchilada Fausto Galvan arrested in the US, convicted in the US, and locked up in one of our prisons.
Are you with me? Adriana: It's right up here.
Frye: Who do you think we're gonna find? Chuchito or chuchita? (Exhales): Ah - Four, yeah? - Adriana: Yeah.
(Frye panting) Might as well try, right? Adriana (Quietly): Damn! Frye: Ah, it's open.
(Calls): Hello? Hello? Chuchito? Quick, quick, quick, quick.
Go, go, go, go.
Ah.
Yeah.
Adriana: Oh, my God! Frye (Exhales): Stinks.
Hey throw this over your face, huh? Adriana: Thank you.
(Frye inhales, exhales) Frye: Hello? Adriana: Daniel, Daniel, we shouldn't.
It's only bad if we get caught, right? Rayburn National Bank.
(Adriana gasping) Adriana: Daniel! Oh Daniel! Don't open it.
Don't-don't open it.
Frye: Too late.
(Frye exhales, inhales) (Dog barking in distance) Robles: Yovani Garza.
Marco: Okay.
(Robles chuckles) Man: No Marco Ruiz.
(Knocking on door) (Sighs) - Hi.
- Hi.
Wow.
What happened to your finger? Sonya: I'm replacing the bathtub.
The tiles are bad.
Marco: You know how to do that? Sonya: No.
Mm, okay.
Can I come in? Sonya: Sure.
Would you like a glass of water? Marco: Yeah, sure.
Thank you.
I'm sorry about the other day.
Sonya: You came all this way to apologize? Marco: Mm, no.
Not really.
Yovani garza case, you have it, right? Sonya: Yes.
DEA is involved, too.
Marco: Okay.
That changes things.
He's one of ours.
A Mexican national.
Sonya: He's cartel.
Marco: Yes.
Captain Robles sent me here to work the case.
With you.
Sonya: He's sending you to keep an eye on the Americans? Marco: Yeah, something like that.
Sonya: Well, I'm glad it's you.
Marco: Me, too.
Can I see what you have? Sonya: Sure.
That's all we got.
Marco: Not a professional job, you agree? Sonya: Mm-hmm.
Marco: Who else was in the car? Sonya: He crossed with a woman.
Kind of strange-looking.
Marco: Yes, she is.
Sonya: Do you recognize her? Marco: No.
Okay.
So show me everything you have.
Your friend who saw me in the park - Kyle: You mean Dex? - Eleanor: Dex.
Where does he live? Kyle: What? He's cute.
I want to know where he lives.
Kyle: On Keller.
It's the green house with a hoop in front.
Eleanor: Address? Kyle: I don't know.
Like I said, it's green.
Can I ask you a question? Eleanor: Yes.
Kyle: Why do you have all those tattoos? Eleanor: They are marks to remember the demons I've known.
Kyle: Okay.
Eleanor: Not real demons.
Kyle: Cool.
What's that smell? Eleanor: A raccoon.
It crawled in here and died.
It's okay.
What's shared in private should be kept private.
Do you agree? Kyle: Yeah.
I guess.
Eleanor: Have you been with a woman before? Kyle: No.
Eleanor: Would you like to touch? Kyle: Here? Eleanor: Yes.
Kyle: I-I can't see anything.
Eleanor: That's okay.
The light will come.
It will pass through you.
(Kyle gasps)