["OUT OF TIME MAN" BY MANO NEGRA PLAYING]
[SIGHS]
♪ I'm walking out for love ♪
♪ I'm walking bad real down Like a cool breeze ♪
♪ I'm gonna be late again ♪
♪ Driver wait for me please I'm running all in vain ♪
♪ Tryin' to catch this fuckin' train ♪
♪ Time don't fool me no more ♪
♪ I throw my watch to the floor It's so lazy ♪
♪ Time don't do it again ♪
♪ Now I'm stressed and strained With anger and pain in the subway train ♪
- ♪ Now it's half past two ♪ - ♪ Long gone the rendezvous ♪
- ♪ Now it's half past three ♪ - ♪ Time made a fool out of me ♪
- ♪ Now it's half past four ♪ - ♪ Oh, baby, can't you see? ♪
- ♪ No use in waiting in no more ♪ - ♪ It's a timing tragedy ♪
♪ I think it's nine when clock says ten ♪
♪ This girl wouldn't wait For an out of time, out of time man ♪
♪ Time don't fool me no more ♪
♪ I throw my watch to the floor It's so lazy ♪
♪ Time don't do it again Now I'm stressed and strained... ♪
ALFREDO: [IN SPANISH] What's up, you don't knock?
ALEX: Sorry...
Thought we were supposed to hang out.
Let's do something.
ALEX: Mmm-hmm.
Hey...
ALFREDO: Mmm?
Can I hold it?
Bro, you can have it.
- ♪ Now it's half past three ♪ - ♪ Time made a fool out of me ♪
- ♪ Now it's half past four ♪ - ♪ Oh, baby, can't you see ♪
- ♪ No use in waiting no more ♪ - ♪ It's a timing tragedy ♪
- ♪ Now it's half past two ♪ - ♪ Long gone the rendezvous ♪
[OPENING THEME SONG PLAYING]
- Sync and corrections by hadilan - www.subscene.com - Colored HI and improvements by GoldBerg_44
[IN ENGLISH] All right, listen up. Here's what we're after.
Ryder van. High roof, single-axle.
Trucks come and go throughout the day, in and out.
We sit tight, we wait for the vans, you copy?
- Copy that. - Copy that.
WALT: Thanks to the FBI,
we've got 24-hour surveillance on four car lots run by Juárez associates.
Dirtbags moving money and product across the border.
Surveillance indicates cash moves in bulk on Thursday nights. As in, tonight.
Vans arrive anywhere between 9:53 and 10:07,
load up, exit out the front roughly 30 to 55 minutes later.
Now, for this to work, we need to run things a bit different.
We need this operation to look rogue, criminal.
Once we move on the cash, it sits in holding.
Doesn't appear on any El Paso police report
or any DEA wire or any fuckin' newspaper.
What's the angle?
Make the cartels think they got an El Paso problem,
rip crews moving in on their operation.
We seize enough cash, make enough noise, it generates heat all the way to the top.
Intel suggests that Amado Carrillo Fuentes
murdered his business partner, Rafael Aguilar,
assuming full control of Juárez.
His money starts to disappear,
Amado's gonna come looking for it.
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER IN SPANISH]
ANDRÉA: [IN ENGLISH] When I was little,
we subscribed to three different newspapers.
My father bought another on his way home from work.
Told me the answers to all my questions were somewhere inside.
THE VOICE OF TIJUANA TRUTH WITHOUT COMPROMISE
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
ANDRÉA: [IN SPANISH] Good morning.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
A little coffee...
Nice of you to join us.
All right, let's go. Isa...
Where are you with the story on that complex in La Presa?
Waiting for a comment from the inspector, sir.
It's been a week.
Left word several times.
Without comment, I don't have a third source...
He the only person who can speak?
- I'm not waiting another week. - ISABELLA: Yes, sir.
- Issac. - ISSAC: Sir.
Talk me through "Ezenario."
Story's on a serviceman from the States
arrested on Avenida Revolución over the weekend.
An arrest made? Groundbreaking.
[ALL CHUCKLE]
The rising number of Marines from Pendleton
crossing the border each weekend
is directly tied to the rise we're seeing in prostitution.
- Let's try not to cast judgment. - I'm interested.
- Make it compelling. - Yes.
Our fearless columnist.
I'm working up something on Mother Teresa.
- There's a surprise. - MARCO: An odyssey back to the border.
The very line between countries whose economic disparity
symbolizes her mission in life.
You'll be using less indulgent language in your copy?
Some of us try and sell papers.
Well...
[INHALES SHARPLY]
A wedding...
at La Catedral de Nuestra Señora de Guadalupe.
- The Arellano Félix family... - A wedding, Andréa?
Someone move you to 'Culture' and not tell me?
[JOURNALISTS CHUCKLING]
Do the job you're assigned, or I'll find someone who will.
Ramón...
MARCO: Fear response starts in the temporal lobe of the brain...
specifically... a region called the 'amygdala.'
Tiny... Isn't much bigger than an almond...
and yet, its effect on you...
I didn't freeze. He didn't let me finish. There's a difference.
And tell me how Claudio Vazquez marrying Enedina Arellano Félix
isn't something this paper should cover?
- Is it? - Yes, it is.
I'm telling you, this is the start of something dangerous.
I'm twice divorced, I get it.
Not the fucking wedding, Marco!
Think about it.
The sister of a trafficker
marrying an attorney from the city's oldest firm...
in Tijuana's most prestigious cathedral.
Marco, that wouldn't have happened two years ago.
Something's changing.
Prove it.
Find a reason people should care.
ANDRÉA: [IN ENGLISH] In Mexico, if you're a journalist, the truth can be hard to find.
And harder to publish.
The government controls most of the media.
It owned the timber industry, which meant they owned the paper supply,
so you needed approval to print.
They managed the narrative,
but a small paper in Tijuana fought back.
Its founder wasn't interested in being told what to say.
He printed his paper in San Diego to avoid censorship,
drove it back across the border, sold it by hand.
The truth mattered to him. You found it...
he'd print it.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
WALT: Got the green light from the FBI so, yeah, it's a go this evening.
- Thank you, dear. - Sorry about the wait, hon.
Ma'am, can I get that side of ranch, please?
- Be right back. - Thank you.
So it went well.
Feds will probably take most of the credit, but yeah.
It went good.
- Yes, it went very well. - Oh, my God.
You just said something positive.
Yeah, well, enough about the case.
[CHUCKLES]
I got some news this morning.
Lay it on me.
Heard back from Houston.
[SIGHS]
- Babe, I got it. - Get the fuck out of here.
[DANI LAUGHS]
Now why didn't you lead with that?
[CLEARS THROAT] Well...
I also heard back from DePaul.
I got the spot there, too. [CHUCKLES]
Chicago.
I thought you said that was a long shot.
I think I also said, "My dream."
Well, when do they need an answer by?
It's a big decision. I have some time.
How far is Chicago?
You wanna see a map?
Look, it's a surprise, I know. I wasn't exactly expecting it, either.
Well, I guess you'll figure it out, then.
DANI: Mmm-hmm.
- You could try being happy for me. - Look...
Side of ranch.
I am happy for you.
[POLICEMAN BLOWING WHISTLE]
POLICEMAN 1: [IN SPANISH] Wedding guests only!
[CAR HORNS BLARING]
POLICEMAN 2: Street's closed! You can't turn here! No stopping.
POLICEMAN 3: Lady! You can't turn here! Go the other way!
Move now!
- Officer! I'm with La Voz. - No press. Guests only.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
Look at you.
So what do you think?
He's a good man, right?
You think Ramón would let him get this far if he wasn't?
[BOTH LAUGH]
[EXCLAIMS SOFTLY]
[BENJAMÍN SIGHS]
Oh, 'Dina...
Dad would be so proud to see you today.
[SOFTLY] Hey...
let's go.
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
- You're beautiful. - [CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY]
I can't breathe in this dress, Benjamín.
Don't you dare step on it!
[DOOR OPENS]
CHOIR GIRL 1: Hurry up, close the door.
- Give me one. - [CHOIR GIRL 2 REPLIES INDISTINCTLY]
Ladies.
- Thank you. - Don't worry about it.
Father Baiz still give you shit when he catches you out here?
You know Father Baiz?
[CHUCKLES] Showed me what hell looks like for four years.
You went to Sacred Heart?
♪ The Love of Christ urges us on ♪
[CHUCKLES]
- It gets better, I promise. - [WHINING] Fucking better.
[MIMICS CRYING]
This is such a spectacle, huh?
The family usually keeps a low profile when they come in, but...
Depends.
- They come in often? - Benjamín and his wife?
They're here like twice a week, with their daughter.
Father Baiz is super close with the family.
Well, hopefully you'll get some free food.
- Yeah... - [LAUGHS]
- And some fucking alcohol. - [BOTH LAUGH]
Also alcohol. So you're going to the reception?
The bride and groom invited the entire choir.
Never been to Club Bretaña before!
[BOTH SQUEAL]
WALT: [IN ENGLISH] Please tell me you got me one of these coffees.
- They ran out. - The fuck you mean, "they ran out"?
What I meant to say is I just didn't get you one.
WALT: Say that next time. Hey, guys, how's it looking?
This is some operation.
- WALT: We got any movement? - FBI AGENT: Nothing yet.
Without allegiance to any one cartel, Mayo did his own thing.
Moving shrimp and other precious cargo
from his home in Mazatlán up the coast and into Tijuana.
Hey, hey, hey!
What's up, officer?
- We're all paid up. - Price went up.
Benjamín's orders.
Shit, okay. Let me grab it.
I said it was a fucking joke.
Little guy's probably closer to four. [LAUGHS]
KITTY: Real funny, bro. Keep it up.
EL RAYO: Fuck you.
RAMÓN: Don't worry we'll all be laughing soon.
Oh, yeah? Bring your sister so she can laugh with us.
[MEN CONTINUE TALKING INDISTINCTLY]
MAN: It's very funny, fucker, isn't it?
[CONTINUES SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[EL RAYO GROANING]
[ALL TALKING INDISTINCTLY]
Can I help you, ma'am?
No, thank you, just on a walk...
Well, keep it moving. This is private property.
Sure. I'm meeting some friends.
Like I said - private property. The party's that way...
Ma'am.
- I heard you. - Please go.
Let's go.
- Enjoy the party. - Have a good night.
Thank you.
EL RAYO: I said it was a fucking joke. It's enough...
Fuck you, bitch!
[TALKING INDISTINCTLY]
- [THUDDING] - [GROANING]
You done laughing, bitch? You having fun now?
KITTY: Finally shut the fuck up.
You guys feel like a drink?
MAN: Sure, I do.
ROMEO: You see that bridesmaid with the fat ass...
MILLS: [IN ENGLISH] All quiet on the western fuckin' front.
Time hasn't changed.
Stop checking.
Ten o'clock, huh?
You know, these guys don't exactly punch in and out of work.
All right? They'll fuckin' be here.
JAIME: Walt.
We need to talk.
Got some guys for you to meet.
- Agent Breslin? - Yeah, what's going on?
Detective Clark, El Paso Homicide. This is my partner, Officer Gomez.
Guy at one of the shops you're on, Andres Valdez,
wife reported him missing earlier.
And?
Might connect to a series of bodies that turned up this afternoon.
- Sorry, pals, I'm not following. - [SIGHS]
The other vics, Ricardo Rivas, Daniel Romero,
Arturo Vega.
The fucking owners of these lots.
It's time to hit 'em. Right now.
Motherfucker.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
WALT: What the fuck?
- Coke's gone. They cleared it out. - MAN: I got nothin'.
SHERIDAN: Jesus Christ!
[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
Fuck!
JUDGE SOTO
ROMEO: [IN SPANISH] There's Ramón now.
[SIGHS]
WALT: [IN ENGLISH] They emptied out the place while we sat there and watched.
JAIME: Just let it be.
SHERIDAN: Hey, man, reliving it won't help.
- They fuckin' played us! - Us?
- Yes, us, the DEA! - Us?
No, no, no. We had them, the fuckin' product.
- But you had to make this about Amado. - Fuck you!
- We all made that call. - That was your...
JAIME: Hey, settle down!
JAIME: Walt. Walt.
[SIGHS]
You done?
Four fucking months of work down the fucking drain.
Yeah.
Sometimes that's the way it goes.
Look, I know you were hoping this would get us Amado...
It's not about Amado, man.
Fuck Amado.
I'm tired of fucking losing.
That's not the job, Walt...
chasing the win.
We try and stay even.
That's all we can do.
Sir, that's the biggest load of bullshit I ever heard.
Why don't you take the rest of the week off?
- No, sir... - I ain't asking.
[MOODY MUSIC PLAYING]
[IN ENGLISH] Hey.
How'd it go?
I don't really wanna talk about it.
You wanna have one?
I mean, we just got burned.
They're two steps ahead of us, and...
It's over.
I think you should take Chicago.
We can... We can talk about that later.
I don't wanna talk about it later. I wanna talk about it now.
[SCOFFS]
[CHUCKLES] Okay. Um...
Then what about us?
Last time I checked,
DEA has offices in more than just El Paso.
When's the last time you checked?
Don't fuck with me, Walt.
I'm not.
We do it together.
["THE WAY I LOSE MY MIND" BY CARL SMITH PLAYING]
Yeah?
[GIGGLES]
♪ Alone and so afraid ♪
♪ Is where I start each day ♪
♪ And staying up all night ♪
♪ Is the way I fall asleep ♪
♪ Pretending I don't care ♪
♪ Is the way I hide my pride... ♪
[IN SPANISH] How'd it go?
No more problems in El Paso.
Just like you asked.
Everything's clean.
Aguilar was gonna get us caught, Manny.
[CHUCKLES]
Yeah.
Place is coming along.
- I like those lions at the entrance. - Yeah?
That's a shame, 'cause I'm tearing it all down.
Need anything else, boss?
[IN ENGLISH] ♪ A million tears at a time ♪
♪ Is the way I always cry ♪
♪ And hanging onto you ♪
♪ Is the way I lose my mind ♪
♪ Hanging onto you ♪
♪ Is the way I lose my mind ♪