Previously on "Mayans M.C."...
As you know, the U.S. Attorneys' Office
coerced me into the same type of deal
they made my father sign nearly ten years ago.
What the U.S. authorities don't know,
someone else offered me a deal.
The power of our new partnership
will allow us to exploit
our invasive governmental agencies.
- Ileana. - Emily.
- Agricultural park proposal? - Yes, finally.
Give everything to Marlin
and he'll walk you through the process.
Sorry, Ileana, what--what process?
There are six fucking bids?
- What's the matter? - Have you heard from Dita?
No, why?
She finished with the doc
but never came back to the waiting room.
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I got a letter from Corrections.
Stockton PO.
Have to clean up some parole paperwork.
The clubhouse will be your first stop in Stockton.
They'll sort you out.
You're a long way from home.
Prospect, don't play with the animals.
They're some nasty motherfuckers.
Get her phone.
Get this. I wanna send it to my ex.
Dude, you're so fucked up.
I'm just misunderstood.
Whoa, whoa, what's that?
What the fuck?
Oh, shit.
- Shit. - What the fuck, man?
Shit.
- That's Medina. - Shit!
You were supposed to be on lookout.
Someone's coming. She's got the phone.
Shit.
When did this happen?
Last night.
This has to be answered.
What do we know about the cops?
Made a name for themselves on Narco.
Some big bust. They go pretty much unchecked.
Run their Vic Mackey bullshit up and down the north end.
- And the girl? - Her name is Hope.
We watched her grow up.
Poor kid was fucked before the water broke.
She used to play in that park
while her mom sucked dick for dime bags.
Only clean time Hope's ever known was in Charming.
Pollen and O'Grady know this shit will bury them.
They saw Hope take off with the phone.
Must have split when they heard your prospect.
So she came here. Sanctuary.
Yeah, showed up early this morning.
Fucking mess.
What's our play, jefe?
It's gotta happen now
so it lands on what they did.
Can't be seen as random.
Santo Padre will handle it.
Medina was ours.
- Stockton has to take-- - You'll get the result.
Just can't be part of the process.
Stockton will need deniability.
It's a cop, Dondo.
Your crew, it's gotta stay visible.
Public places. Be loud.
Be seen.
No cells.
No traceable contact with us.
It's best you don't know details.
We'll come at it the smartest way we can.
Minimize blowback.
Camazotz will be summoned.
We agree.
This cop meets los asesinos de dios.
Agreed.
Thanks, man.
Thanks.
You should try to eat something.
I'm okay.
How is she?
Holding up.
- Doing all right? - Yeah.
If those cops got a look at your prospect
running into the park,
he might be on their cleanup list too.
All I saw were taillights.
Doesn't matter. They're in panic mode.
They'll wanna burn down anything might be a problem.
Then use me as bait.
We're gonna need better bait.
She's pretty broken, man.
I'm not sure she'll play along.
How long since her last pop?
Three, maybe four hours.
Another hour or so...
she'll be ready to do whatever we want.
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The fuck?
Jesus, who's this little freak?
Apologize.
- Who the hell-- - Just do it.
All right. Sorry.
To her.
I'm sorry, kid.
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Shit's landing hard on Bishop.
Yeah. He was Medina's sponsor.
We all came up in Oakland.
Can't help but feel responsible for the ones you bring in.
You know why I had to ask Bishop to sponsor--
I know.
It fucking hurt.
I'm sorry.
Let's just focus on why we came up here in the first place.
What does that look like now?
Bury Medina day after tomorrow.
SOA will represent.
We'll know where they are, how long they'll be gone.
- Yo, we good? - Yeah. It's all set up.
Hope find her dealer?
Yeah, he already knew Pollen and O'Grady
were looking for her.
She told them the plan.
Wants to trade the phone for smack.
Dealer will pass it on to the cops.
Good.
Let's be smart about where we set this meet.
What about Trinity Projects?
There's that condemned section off the 5.
That might work.
We clear out all the junkies.
Screams and gunshots are fucking ambiance
in that ring of hell.
Where dirty cops go to die.
We'll make that happen. Yes.
Okay. Bye, now.
- Who was that? - High school friend,
works for Mom's business manager.
Mm, so Ileana had lunch with my mother last week.
No one has lunch with Diana unless they have to,
so I poked around.
Ileana's been borrowing money.
I guess they lost everything in the fire.
- No insurance. - Oh, Jesus.
Didn't she already owe your family money?
Oh, Nigel and Diana put her through school.
They basically raised her.
She was more my sister than my nanny.
But it wasn't a loan. She worked her ass off.
Yeah, Ileana is so goddamn proud.
Like, having to ask for money must kill her.
Wait, are you gonna use this?
I'm gonna offer her some help.
In exchange for information?
That's called a bribe.
It's called two friends helping each other.
It happens every day. It's just business.
Em, this isn't you.
All right, let me do this. You keep your hands clean.
No, this is how I help. I can do this.
How is this any different from the things
- I do in my world? - Are you being serious?
I'm asking for a favor. I'm not chopping off her hand.
Don't kid yourself, my love.
The first favor sharpens the blade.
Then maybe I should buy myself a fucking raincoat.
Maybe the baby should not be hearing this.
No, don't touch him!
I'm sorry.
Oh, fuck.
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Good morning, gentlemen.
I apologize for showing up unannounced.
Is there a problem?
On the contrary, there is a solution,
and I am looking at him.
- We'll explain on the way. - Now?
- I'm sorry, I have a full schedule. - I assure you, Mr. Galindo,
there is nothing on your calendar today.
Okay.
Can I let my wife know when I'll be back?
We'll keep Mr. Alvarez updated.
I go where he goes.
Not today.
Fear not.
El jefe will be nuzzled tightly
in the bosom of Uncle Sam, out of harm's way.
- I'm sorry. - No, I'm so sorry.
- I love you. - I love you.
- Touching. - Yeah.
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Anyone else need a hearty embrace?
No? Lovely.
Shall we?
He'll be all right.
We knew this was gonna happen.
It's part of the game.
Hello?
Ignacio.
Dita.
I hope you don't mind me calling.
You've been on my mind.
I had a dream last night
that you wrote me another letter.
It was beautiful.
Sometimes I don't know how to compartmentalize that shit.
Yeah.Me either.
Sorry about Medina.
Ramos told me.
You brought him in.
Yeah.
Took him two years to patch.
Didn't get the full table first time around.
I was the "no" vote.
Why?
He had this naive, romantic idea
of what a club was.
1960s "Easy Rider" bullshit,
looking for rebels and rock stars.
We were just a bunch of fucking gangsters.
I was afraid he was gonna get himself killed.
You stay close, Ezekiel.
Heard from the cops. It's a go.
Crossing the border.
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Your Spanish is colloquial.
You didn't learn it in school.
- On the job or... - Anyone can learn how to say words,
but so few ever master the art of communication.
That I learned from an angel in Coatzacoalcos.
Where's that angel now?
This time of day, I imagine she's walking to the plaza,
the red basket in her... right hand--the strong hand.
She'll buy snook, maybe some grouper,
mussels if they have them.
Then she'll agonize over what frijoles are best...
like they were magic beans.
And the last stop was always the blind woman,
for vegetables.
They'd sit on top, not to be bruised.
Then we'd go home.
And I'd watch her make soup.
I miss her soup.
What was her name?
How is she?
Good. Never slows down.
We have her set up in the tunnel.
Had a little bump last night...
in the house.
I don't like bumps.
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- Luisa. - Still Adelita...for now.
Yes, of course.
- Is English okay? - Please.
Not the most comfortable place.
I've been in much worse.
- Everything working? - Yeah.
Thank you.
I heard what happened last night.
- I'm so sorry. - It's okay.
We got ahold of the customer,
made sure he didn't see anything.
Is she okay?
The guy who didn't see anything
saw her face,
said something horrible.
Sometimes I forget she's just a child.
How vulnerable she is.
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In here.
Get her settled.
Come sit down.
Keep her away from the window.
- Got it. - Am I supposed to be here?
Bishop's right behind us.
What is this place?
Holding up, boy scout?
I'm okay.
Bishop's got a lot on his mind and, uh,
may not have relayed this.
And I'm not sure how many fences you got mended
with big brother.
We're gonna kill a cop today.
Besides all that memory shit that might trigger you,
it's--it's a line.
You cross it,
there ain't no walking it back.
I'm aware of that.
Awareness lives in the head, man.
You gotta feel it here.
You gotta know the weight,
'cause if you got any doubt, EZ, about any of this--
Hey, what's up?
Just talking about the shit we gotta do.
Trusting whatever happens is supposed to happen.
Stay in that truth...
always takes us to the next right place.
The hell you been teaching him, man?
Good call.
You know what you gotta do here.
Right, Hope?
Yeah.
What do I have to do?
You're gonna wait outside.
When Pollen and O'Grady show up,
you're gonna tell them the phone's in here.
Walk them inside and we'll take it from there.
Where's Ramos?
I don't--I don't know you.
Hey, it's okay. We'll keep you safe.
I don't-- I can't do this.
Are we friends?
Do you--I don't even know your names.
Hey, Hope.
I'm Ezekiel.
Everyone calls me EZ.
Okay.
Okay, EZ.
I'm Angel,
his big brother.
- My Angel. - Yeah.
I'm Coco, Hope.
Taza.
I apologize for the downgrade.
We need to, uh, blend in a bit.
We're nearly there.
Coming up to Ciudad Coahuila...
where the Policía Federal Ministerial
just gunned down seven farmers.
The PFM stopped seven radicals from initiating
a dangerous uprising.
It was a protest against tariffs.
Someone's here.
Shit. It's just one of them.
Just stick with the plan, Hope.
Where's--is Pollen coming?
Where is he?
Fuck do you care? Where's the phone?
I have it.
I--I put it in the-- in the thing.
A room inside.
Well, go get it, Hope.
- Go get it? - Yeah.
I can't go.
- It's--have to walk with me. - What?
- Go get the fucking phone! - I can't go get it.
I can't go--
God damn it.
Get up here.
Where the fuck is it?
I will blow her fucking brains out!
You think we give a shit about some junkie
who's been sucking your dick?
Where's Pollen?
He's the one who created this shit storm.
Now he's got you cleaning it up.
What kind of partner does that?
You don't know us.
When that video goes viral, whole world will know you.
Here's what happens next, Detective.
Coco over here was a marine sniper.
He so much as sees the pulse of your finger
twitch on that trigger,
he'll put a bullet clear through your skull.
Tell him about the breeze.
You could actually feel like the wind blowing
through the inside of your head seconds before you die.
I wanna go home.
Can we go--can we go home now?
Ileana.
- Need a ride home? - Emily?
Uh, no, that's okay. I have an Uber coming.
Please, come on. We can catch up.
Okay.
- This is nice. - Yeah.
- Appreciate this. - Oh, it's no problem.
Hey, I--I wanted to apologize.
I had my head so far up my own ass,
I--I didn't even stop to think about anyone else.
I heard how the fires devastated you and your family.
Oh, no, Em, they hurt everybody.
Especially you.
Your house, your--your poor mother-in-law.
Yes, but...
When I married Miguel, I know I--
no pun intended-- burnt a lot of bridges.
It upset a lot of people, people close to me.
And the truth is, I could have done more
to maintain those relationships.
But I used the controversy
as a way to isolate.
It was easier to just cut myself off,
not deal with it.
I'm sorry.
Thank you for saying that.
I've never judged you, Emily.
I worry about you.
Your situation.
But I don't throw stones. I never have.
I've always been here.
I know that.
Parked the Jeep two blocks over.
Nothing in O'Grady's wallet.
His phone's got Pollen's info.
Number, address.
Maybe we send Pollen a text from his partner's phone.
Have him come here.
No, this kind of heat,
Pollen tries to call him and O'Grady doesn't pick up...
It'll spook him.
What if Hope calls him from outside the house?
Take him when he comes out.
No, it's too risky to do on the street.
If she can get him out front long enough
for us to come into the back,
we take him when he comes back inside.
Where's the house?
He's not at his house.
Why the fuck should we believe you?
It's his wife's place. She's got the two kids there.
Pollen has fucked them up enough.
Then where is he?
You'll find the address on the phone.
It's in Lodi.
He's at his mom's place. I guess she's in Tahoe.
It's just up here on the right.
- The motor inn? - Yes.
- Thank you. - Nestor, can we have a moment?
Yes, ma'am.
I just wanted to talk to you alone for a moment.
Okay.
I don't understand.
I was talking to the business office.
I--questions about the trust.
And I found out you've been borrowing money from Diana.
Yes. It's just a loan.
- I lost everything. - I know.
- I'm gonna pay it back. - Yes, of cour--
I--I wasn't...
I'm sorry.
I know how difficult that must be for you,
asking Diana for money.
My mother can be generous, but we both know
it comes at a cost.
Usually with emotional interest.
This doesn't?
Come at a cost?
Peña told me how upset you were when you found out
there were competitive bids for the agri-park.
I just thought...
Maybe we could help each other.
What does that mean, Emily?
Yeah, I need money, but what do you need?
What help does this buy?
If you're second-guessing your bid,
you have until the end of the week to resubmit.
No, wait. Ileana, please.
This is--this is not--I'm--
Shit, do you know what? I don't know.
I don't...
I'm just trying to find my place in all this.
Look...
I'm sorry.
I don't want anything for this.
Please, take it.
From a friend.
Use it to get back on your feet.
Right now, the way I feel,
I think I need to give you this more than you need to take it.
I'm so sorry.
At the very least, it lets me undermine my mother.
Okay.
Thank you.
We didn't drive 4 1/2 hours
to listen to kids sing.
What the fuck are we doing here?
This farmer uprising is not the first.
Last few months, they've been happening in pockets
all over northern Mexico.
Riots, strikes.
Turns out, everywhere Los Olvidados had cells.
I fear our rebel queen has burst from her ugly pupa
and now flies on the wings of a golden butterfly.
El Santo.
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Montserrat Palomo. Is that why I'm here?
Mexico's favorite daughter.
She's here to echo the outrage and, uh, dispense dinero.
Laying track for her gubernatorial bid.
Even if Adelita is active,
why would she have anything to do with Palomo?
It's everything the LO hates.
Is it?
An idealistic progressive with the unlimited resources
of a conservative fortune?
Like a rebellion set afire,
Señorita Palomo could create
a most unsettling wave of democracy.
We think Adelita might have used her prenatal downtime
to create new relationships.
So while we were playing whack-a-mole
with the ground troops, she was meeting with generals.
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Oh, come on.
Adelita is smart, but she's not Cesar Chavez or--
Even if she's just taking advantage of Palomo's tide,
it could still empower the LO again or worse.
Yeah, but the LO's dead.
Nothing is dead until I say it is.
I am tasked to help maintain
a political and economic climate
that best serves the northern gods
that we all worship and elect.
And now...I need your help to do that,
mi amigo.
I'm here to fuck up Palomo.
We found nothing,
not even a parking ticket.
So you need me to get her dirty.
No, no, no.
She thrives on the dirt.
I need you...
to get her bloody.
He's at the window.
Just get him to come outside.
Tell him you'll give him the phone.
Okay.
- We're set. - He's coming out.
He's outside.
Shit.
Sorry.
Hey, we're not gonna hurt you.
No shit.
So where is it?
Ma, are you okay?
Shut up, you stupid prick!
Maybe we should show Mom the video.
- Oh, you think that shit proves anything?
Proves your partner's a great cameraman.
Got the sexual assault, the illegal drugs,
oh, yeah, and the fucking murder!
What happened to Medina, that was an accident.
I don't care what that stupid junkie whore thinks.
No!
Oh, shit!
Shit!
That was my best fucking piece!
Oh, you stupid bitch!
I'm gonna kill you!
- Hey!
- Jesus! - Dude!
My bad.
I got no problem with that.
Bring the van to the back alley.
Let's clean this shit up and get the fuck out of here.
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We're closed up.
This won't take long.
Something happen?
Your sons are fine.
You know who I am.
Yeah, I know who you are.
Mr. Galindo asked me to come down here,
thank you personally for taking care of his mother.
It was very kind.
Doesn't have to thank me. It was the right thing to do.
- Something else? - Your shop...
it's nowhere close to the doctor's office.
You have any idea why Dita would come to you?
You'd have to ask Ms. Galindo that.
Right.
It's been difficult since the fire.
I mean, someone you love almost burned to death...
that'd be kinda stressful on the family.
I gotta get this meat cold.
It's gonna go bad.
Say what you came here to say.
If Mrs. Galindo happens to get lost again
and ends up on your doorstep...
You call us. We'll take her home.
This right thing you did
never happens again, huh?
How does that happen, consejero?
The private army your boss employs,
how do all those trained men lose eyes
on an injured elderly woman?
His own mother, no less.
Just worry about yourself, Mr. Reyes.
Better get that tray cold.
Can't sell rotten meat.
- Dude. - Whoa, whoa, what's that?
- What the fuck?
Oh, shit.
You still have any doubts about how this fucks you up?
Here's how it goes down.
Tomorrow morning...
While we're burying Medina,
someone will find Pollen's body.
It won't be pretty.
You're gonna point the blame somewhere else.
Russians, Salvadorans...
take your pick.
But if SPD even sniffs around our clubhouse...
Then what? You keep blackmailing me?
Nothing blows back on the Mayans.
You treat my crew right...
this never gets used again.
You have my word.
- Hello? - It's Ileana.
Hey, you okay?
If I were to need...
Some more help
just to get me back on my feet...
Yes.
Maybe I can help you too.
If you can do that,
that would mean so much to me, Ileana.
Okay.
Good night.
Hey, baby.
Finally.
Where are you?
Uh, sorry.
Potter dropped me off at the border.
Marcus picked me up.
- I'm glad you're all right. - Just tired.
You okay?
I'm fine. I--I--I saw Ileana.
- We talked. - How'd that go?
Pretty much like I thought.
We're gonna help her, and she's going to help us.
Hey, please trust me on this.
It's a good thing. I made it work.
I do trust you.
I'll be home soon. I love you.
I love you too.
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Yes.
What does this mean?
Why did Potter want you there?
The work you're doing with Palomo...
It's beginning to make a difference.
Hope can be very... powerful
and very loud.
The riots.
He's not sure how,
but Potter knows you're involved.
If he can't get to you,
he thinks he could shut down
the uprisings by destroying Palomo.
He wants me to get her dirty, tie her to the cartel.
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Oh, Jesus, Ma.
Oh, fuck.
I know.
Thanks.
Angel!
Sorry for your loss.
Thank you.
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Thank you for your help, brother.
Me and the boy scout gonna ride out from the cemetery.
Still gotta handle that parole shit.
Yeah.
Should be back in a day or two.
Be safe, huh?
I'm really glad you're working with him.
You're a great fucking sponsor, Bish.
Thank you.
Relax, Op.
I'm coming.
I think he missed you.
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