♪
Aah!
Only reasonyou're still here, dawg,
'cause I covered for you andyour Meth Mountain bullshi.
[exclaiming]
Amigo.
Amigos.
When I spoke to Creep, someonetold him inside we have a rat.
[Jimenez on tape]And I want you to win here, EZ.
[Katie]I'm looking for Kevin Jimenez.
I called every dayfor three years
trying to get someoneto talk to me.
I think that he was involvedwith some bad people.
[Soledad]This is war.
[Miguel]We may never knowwho's responsible,
-so let me talk with Eduardo.-[Soledad] No.
We have foundsome inconsistencies
in your accounting.
It would be a pity
for everything we've worked for
to end up... flushed.
Did you just threaten me?
Oh, golly, no.
[engine revs]
-[Hope] We can't stay.-[Leticia] Oh, my God.
-You don't understand.That guy---Butterfly? [scoffs]
You're scared of somedirty hippie
-named Butterfly?-Listen, if he's here, then
-that means I'm not here.-Fuck Meth Mountain.
I ain't scaredof those motherfuckers.
If your brothershadn't tried to murder mine
that day, we wouldn't be here
right now having thisfascinating discussion.
I hope you have baking soda.
["Funny Thing She Said"by Ryley Walker playing]
♪
♪ The funny thingshe said to me ♪
♪ "I could see yougiving me a child" ♪
♪ But your roaming eye... ♪
[indistinct chatter]
♪ You're gonna give themwhat is mine ♪
♪ How you come with the day ♪
♪ And you leave with the night ♪
♪ Yeah, your lipstaste like honey... ♪
[screaming]
You okay?! You okay?!
♪ But I know you,you're drinking wine... ♪
Yeah, baby.
Fuck yeah.
No, no, no, no!
[indistinct chatter]
Hey, hey, hey, hey!Hey, hey, hey.
No, no. No, no.No, no, no, no, no! Hey, hey...
Call an ambulance!
Call a fucking ambulance!
[screaming, clamoring continues]
♪
[motorcycle approaching]
[Bottles]Put your hands up!
Fucking hands up!
-[latch clicks]-[gate slides]
I didn't realize Charming'spuppet strings were this long.
We ain't nobody's puppet club.
Just here out of respect,
to have a conversation.
Heard the Mayans were gettingout of the distro business.
Running a new game.
[rock music playing quietly]
[chuckles]
All right. You right, you right,
that's... that ain'twhy I'm here.
Well, let's get to the partwhere you say why you are here.
Okay.
This war that you in.
It's killing the culture, man.
If you're not a puppet,why you here on their business?
Grim Bastardsare my only business.
Dead Sons, dead Mayans--
don't make me no difference.
But now
you're bringing heaton the rest of us.
I mean, leaving bodieson the freeway.
Shooting up each otherin the hospital. I mean...
I mean, y'all motherfuckers
can't stay off the 6:00 news.
Y-You just beggingfor a RICO case.
No one's knocked on my door.
You don't get it, son.[scoffs]
The Feds don't come to you
unless they know they got you.
They are building a case.
And they do not lose.
I do not lose... son.
Now, this war didn't endtoo well
for the Mayans the last time.
Well, it's a different club,isn't it?
Dead weight's gone.And we do not bend.
We do not surrender.
Mm.
You know, the Mayans andthe Bastards have a, um...
deep, deep history.
Our clubs have history.You and I don't.
So tell mewhat the fuck you want.
All right.
We will facilitate...
peace talks on neutral ground.
Delegates from the Mayans,
delegates from the Sons.
No bullshit. No bloodshed.
If I trust you,which I don't...
...I'd still have to trustthat motherfucker Isaac,
which I definitely do not.
When I heard about this,um, that bullshit
that that dude, um,Isaac has done...
I get it, man. I get it.
But what if this could all end?
And I'm not talking about no
flowers and romance shit.
I'm talking about
saving the lives of...
folks in this barroom right now.
And...
...less heat from the Fedsfor us.
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Catch me if you can ♪
♪ My, my, my ♪
♪ I'm a hungry man. ♪
Yo. We need to talk.
♪
Fuck is all this about?
Look, whatever you and yourbrother EZ think you're doing,
it needs to stop now.
[chuckles]
Am I supposed to know whatthe fuck you're talking about?
I was just in Santa Madre.
Do you have any ideathe damage heat can do
to a body in just 24 hours?
Can't getthe stench off my skin.
It's depressing,
what maggots can doto somebody's husband.
Someone's brother.
Someone's son.
A little boy saw you, Angel.
You're careless.
You're always so careless.
Fuck do you know?You don't know me.
You're right, I don't.
But I've watched you.
Looped over and overon security footage.
Or did you not think there'dbe any fucking cameras
at the warehouse?
So why'd you set the fire?
Why'd you burn downyour brother's dream?
I'm not lookingto get you killed.
If I did, you'd already be dead.
You get Ezekiel to stopwhatever the fuck he thinks
he's doing with the fentanyl.
And I'll convince Soledadto come back around.
EZ doesn't listen to me.
Well, there must be someonehe will listen to.
So you do your part, Angel.
Convince him.
Maybe...
...maybe all the secretscan stay safe.
[Bishop]My God, Berdoo at midnight?
That ain't no fuckingscenic drive, let me tell you.
You got fucking meth headsright there on the corner
giving out hand jobslike it's Black fucking Friday.
-[laughter]-Anyway,
anyway, we finally roll upon these motherfuckers,
I shit you not,at a motherfucking
Bunny Scoops Ice Cream, bro.
Fucking sprinkle cones,the whole deal.
Cutest shityou ever seen, right?
Now, most motherfuckers intheir right mind would be like,
"You know what?
I'm-a let this poor fuckfinish his cookies and cream."
Right? Nah. This motherfucker,
he lines 'em up, bro,
and, boom,blasts this fool, dude.
Spills 31 flavorsall over the concrete, man.
Fucking beautiful.
But the whole ride home?
All I can think,"I got to get back down there.
Go get that fucking hand job."
[laughter]
[Bishop giggling]
Yo, I want to bring somethingto the table.
I joined this clubfor the brotherhood.
Honestly, I love everyoneat this table.
And the brothers we've lostor are locked up
who used to sit here with us.
But I ain't no drug dealer.
Fucking fentanyl?
That shit is a fucking cancer.
We all sawwhat happened with Lobo.
We all have friends and family
that we have lost to this shit.
And I am sorry, bro,but the fucking cartel?
This shit is fucking crazy.
It has to stop.
This...
has to stop.
Alvarez dictated.
And I don't wantto lead that way.
[whistles]
You're right, Angel.
This shit's fucking awful.
But we are in a warwe have to win.
And there is no roomfor a moral cause in war.
The most moral thingthat we can do
is annihilatethose who wish us harm.
By any means necessary.
But I leave it all up to you.
Now you see what we can do.
And know that the money in frontof you is just the start.
Fuck. I'm good. [laughs]
-[laughter]-Backing up that money truck.
You realize those haveprobably been in at least,
like, a hundred strippers'sweaty ass cracks?
God, I hope so.
[laughter]
I fucking hope so.
[laughter]
What are you thinking aboutthis Grim Bastards offer?
There's a chance we show up...
and the Sons back down.
Agree to peace on our terms.
And there's a chance we show upand it's a setup.
What do you think, Bish?
You know Lucky better than I do.
He's stand-up.Everybody knows it.
He says something,it means something.
Trust him.
Anyone else?
If you OGs back this dude...
...I trust you.
-With my life.-[Guero] Fuck it.
I'm down for the ride.
All right.
Tonight we go to L.A.
[gavel slams]
[indistinct chatter]
[laughter]
Sweet.
Turn this shit up.
-[music blasting]-Drinks on me, baby!
-Thanks, EZ.-How's your mom doing?
She settling in okay?
It's been an adjustment.
She's trying.
This will help a lot.
Is there an update from Creeper?
He's got a bead on it.
Says he's close, so...
whoever this rat is,we'll get him.
Soon.
[door opens]
[door closes]
[door opens]
[lock buzzes, latch clicks]
[chains rattling]
[man speaking indistinctlyover P.A.]
[clears throat]
Neron, we don't havea lot of time.
They took my badge.
I got in today on a favor,
but I don't wantto burn my friend.
Have you heard of Kevin Jimenez?
Is that the rat?
DEA agent.
His signature was on every oneof the CI's redacted case files.
What's that got to dowith the club?
He's dead.
I think whoeverprotected the CI,
they wanted it buried.
And whoever else knewalong with it.
This is big, Neron.
Really.
Scary big.
So who's the fucking CI?
Who's the rat?
Tell me.
Please.
EZ Reyes.
[laughs]
No, it's not.
It's fucking not.
Go back.
Find out who it is.
I searched throughfucking everything.
All of the CI'sredacted documents,
all of the court documents.
I went to Kevin Jimenez'sfucking widow.
And it turns outthat Jimenez and EZ
are cousins.
It's all on tape.I heard it myself.
Why the fuck do you do it?
What?
What do you get out of...
torturing me?
I'm not trying to hurt you.
I'm just telling you the truth.
Like, think about it.
No one's released early
from a charge like that.
He went to prisonfor killing a cop.
CO!
Neron...
CO!
-[knocking]-Ready to go.
Neron, I'm sorry, I...
I don't fucking understand,
I did everythingyou asked me to do.
Ready to go?
Neron, I lost my fucking job.
Fuck, Neron, I did everythingyou fucking asked me to do!
Tell Smokey I need to see him.
Could've swore there wasa beer in here somewhere.
You don't like dogs?
No, they're, uh...
...unpredictable.
So, what's up?
How are things with you and EZ?
I'd say that's mineand EZ's business.
[motorcycle approaching]
Sorry, I'm not
trying to, uh, be nosy.
No, I'm just curious.
How is my brother doing?
You should ask him.
You see him every day.
Hmm.
[inhales deeply]
[sighs]
That thing with Lobo...
[scoffs]
Hey.
That was fucking awful.
You saw it. I... [sighs]
I don't understand
why EZ doesn't see he...
You have to get him to stop.
Please.
Just... tell himto stop all of it.
The-the-the fucking fentanyl?
[exhales]
Yo, EZ's gonna get us all hurt.
Even you.
What does that mean?
It means you need tofucking get him to stop.
You should go, Angel.
I'm sorry, that...
I'm sorry.
I don't know what the fuckI'm even doing here.
[chuckles] You know,I should've just fucking burnt
all that fucking shit down.
I should've just fucking burnedall this fucking shit down, too.
-Oh, my fucking God.-What does that mean?
What does that mean? Angel!
[knocking]
Knock knock.
I'd like to saythis is unexpected.
Jesus, you have a shitty view.
You don't envy my...
mediocre watercolor of some...
random marsh?
Well, I have an actual window,
so I get unobstructed viewsof the Pacific over Coronado.
Well, you're an asshole.
[chuckles softly]
Lincoln Potter cameto see you, I assume?
Not, uh, not Potter himself.
And what did these...
Potter-adjacent individualshave to say?
Trust me,you don't want to know.
Uh, I think the factthat I'm asking
is evidence that I indeed
do want to know.
Officially, they wantto make sure
that our allocated fundsaren't being spent--
Unofficially.
They told me...
"put that bitch on a leash."
[laughing]
And this came from...?
As high up as can be expected.
-Ah.-Look, I know
this makes you wantto sink your teeth--
Oh, hell yes, it does.
This means something is here.
I see that motherfucker,and he knows it.
He's scared, and--
I just don't want a mess.
Let's be clear, Dan.
Are you asking menot to do my job?
I wouldn't waste that breath.
But you're poking around a verypowerful, very effective...
...and thus very protectedindividual.
I'm not asking youto not do your job.
Just to be carefulthat we keep ours.
I'm making my first move today.
Maybe it was a misunderstanding,but...
when we discussed embarking upon
a peace treaty with Eduardo,
it did not mean
dragging a carving knife
over his jugular
in front of hiskindergarten-aged daughter.
Let me explain.
Keeping order from devolvinginto chaos
is complex.
It's a... It's the Black Swanpas de deux,
not a drunken mosh pit.
We had your meeting. We satacross from that disgusting man.
And while our palms were stillclammy from shaking his hand,
he'd already killed oneof my soldiers
and raided oneof our establishments.
Clearly as a fuck you to me,to Miguel and you.
Oh.
You haven't told her.
Awkward.
Well, uh... [clears throat]
In an ironic twist, Goliath,
um, excuse me...
it was David's
stone and sling
that hit your cookhouse.
What is this motherfuckertalking about?
[Lincoln]The Mayans.
Look, we don't know for sure.I was just following up.
Come on.
What else were youdoing with them today?
Cartel tai chi?
I was making inquiries.
To see if it was possiblethey knew something.
You followed me?
I own you, Miguel.
I own you,your mannequin family,
your little glass house.
I took it all away from you oncewith a phone call, remember?
And then I built it allback up again with another one.
Everything you have,everything...
begins and ends with me,motherfucker.
Do not forget that.
People who forget that suffer.
Entire families suffer.
Do you know why his peniswas so tiny?
Michelangelo's David.
A tiny penis was seen as a sign
of intellectual superiority.
They believed only, uh,
savages were well-hung.
What the fuck does that haveto do with anything?
It's just sad.
To think back then I would havebeen dismissed as a barbarian.
Ah. There's some progress.
-[grunts]-[children cheering]
-Hi.-Hi.
Oh, mama...
No, stop.
-Look, I'm so big.-Oh, stop.
Girl, if I looked half as goodas you when I was pregnant,
I would have been modelingVictoria's Secrets.
Oh, please.
You're perfect. Stop it.
-You look great.-Thank you.
So good to see you.
Um, so... You know what?Excuse me.
-I-I'll be right back.-You okay?
-Yeah, yeah, okay.-Okay.
Oh, great, thank you for coming.
Thank you so much for coming.
Hey.
Someone's gonna call the cops
if you keep having so much fun.
I'm having fun.
Honey, come on.
You're sitting here by yourself.
Exactly.
Did you know about this?
Marcus, come on.
Please don't do this.
Tessa. Santi. Let's go, huh?
[Tessa]Dad, no.
I said let's go.
Hey, primo, you leaving?
Hey.
I'm sorry, Obispo.He's just not ready.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Come on, mija.
Hurry up.
I'm sorry, but let's go.
Sorry.
[Maggie]Hey.
You good?
Um...
Yeah. Yeah.
Well, thank you for coming.
Wouldn't miss it.
So, are you ready?
As I'll ever be.
Richie.
Obispo, this is my son.
Richie.
Hey.
[Richie]Hey.
Uh, wait here.
[sighs]
Your daughter's birthday?
Yeah, the youngest.She just turned one.
Hmm.
It's a good age.
My mom said you served?
Yeah.
-You?-Yeah.
But I'm sure shealready told you that.
She did.
-Here she is.-[Richie]Here's the little cutie.
-The little birthday monster.-Hi.
-[Bishop laughs]-Hi, sweetie.
-Hi.-Here.
-[laughs]-Take her.
Take her.
-Uh...-Yeah.
Take her.
Here.
Hey. Oh.
Hi.
Wow, isn't she something?
Yeah, she's really something.
-[Bishop mutters]-[baby squeals]
["Chemical Dream"by Mondo Cozmo playing]
Whoa. [chuckles]
-♪ God bless youAmerican lovers ♪-[singing along]
♪ Holding handsin atomic summers, yeah ♪
♪ Out here in the middleof the forest ♪
♪ No one hears youand no one calls us ♪
♪ Spotlight on the soundsof glory ♪
♪ With a cool 45 and a cigarettehanging from your lips, yeah ♪
♪ And someday, bro, you willfind the man of your dreams ♪
♪ A tall motherfucker withdiamonds and things, yeah ♪
♪ I could never call it for you,girl, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ She goes, all my lifeis a chemical dream ♪
♪ All my life isa chemical dream ♪
-[pounding on door]-♪ All my lifeis a chemical dream ♪
♪ All my life isa chemical dream ♪
-♪ And it's honestly ♪-♪ All my life isa chemical dream ♪
♪ It's all... ♪
[Leticia] You've been served,motherfucker!
[whooping]
♪ All my lifeis a chemical dream ♪
♪ All my life isa chemical dream ♪
-♪ Yeah, I tried my best ♪-♪ All my lifeis a chemical dream ♪
♪ All my life isa chemical dream. ♪
[door opens]
[basketball bouncing]
[door clangs shut]
[Smokey]This is an interesting twist.
I got your message.
But you missed.
I don't miss.
If you weren't supposedto be standing here,
you wouldn't be.
Who is it?
You said there was a ratin my club.
Who is it?
I respect you goingback out on the yard.
Mayans getting pushedout of chiva...
I ain't got no usefor you now, homie.
I ain't going nowhere, homie.
You said there wasa rat in my club.
I need to know who it is
to make it right.
[sighs]
When I was in High Desert,
my cousin Jay-Jay, mi primo,
was calling the shotsup in Stockton.
Took a shine to this youngster.
Brought him into the carto program.
Then, one night, this fool...
he gets rolled upand he disappears like a ghost.
In for murder, but suddenlyhe's back on the street,
running with you guys?
When my cousin got out,we would talk.
I'd look forward to it.
Even if he was always cryingabout how hard it is.
Talking to a man doingall day and night,
and this little bitch is crying
about trying to get a jobwhile on paper.
I just need to know the name.
One day,
Jay-Jay starts talking about
how he reconnectedwith that homeboy,
who was doing timefor killing a cop.
Now...
he's calling shotsfor the Mayans.
Jay-Jay said he had a plan.
He's gonna do rightby his old lady,
see his girls.
Was gonna press this foolEZ Reyes.
Then... the calls stopped.
That was the last timeanyone heard from him.
[basketball bounces]
One shot.
You make it,
I'll lift that green lighton you, homie.
Vargas. Visitor.
Next time.
[basketball bouncing]
[busy chatter]
[lock buzzes]
Hey, bro.
You good, man?
You don't got to worryabout anything.
The club will continueto put money on your books.
[sighs]
Sorry I haven't come out.
I know what it's like...
...when they stop callingyour name for visits.
When they stop callingyour name for mail call.
Trip up to Stocktonwas hard for my pop.
Yeah, it's a long way, and...
and he had the shop.
And my brother. [scoffs]
[sharp exhale]
Well, the few timeshe came out...
...that meant a lot to me.
Hey. We're getting backon top on the outside.
You're gonna feel the impactin here soon.
All right? No more lookingover your shoulder--
"If you bleed..."
"I'll bleed beside you."
"If you tire..."
"I will carry you."
We made you a king.
And you ain't nothingbut a fucking rat.
I'm about to take this clubto heights it's never seen.
If we stop that now,our brothers
will have died for nothing.
They've already diedfor nothing.
For lies.
My life is over.
I've thrown it awayfor your fucking lies.
I fucking believed in you.
Believe in me justa little bit longer.
We are on the vergeof greatness.
This is too important.
Too many lives are at risk.
I'm gonna get word to Hank.
I'm gonna burnall this shit down.
Sorry, brother.
Creep, get off me!
-[grunting]-Guards!
Guards, help me!
Get off me!
Get him off me. Aah!
Get him off me!Help me! Help me!
-[grunting]-Get him off me!
Help me, help me! Aah!
-Get him off me.-[thudding]
[grunting]
[guard]Get off him!
-[grunting]-[alarm blaring]
[Creeper]I didn't touch him!
I didn't touch him!
I didn't fucking touch him!
I didn't touch him!
[man speaking indistinctlyover P.A.]
I didn't touch him!
Tessa, take Santi inside.
Did I do something bad?
No, sweetheart.
Not at all.
Come on, Santi.
[car door opens]
[car door closes]
You know, I-I've...
I've given you enough time
to grieve for your old life.
But you're aboutto lose your new life, too.
I won't live like this.
No.
I won't raise our kidslike this.
So it's your choice.
Look, Izzy, I'm...
So be here.
Or lose us.
Forever.
[car door opens]
[Emily]Do you have children?
[Devlin]Society's wired us to feel
that I'm missing outon something,
but... [laughs]
I don't think I am.
Go.
I think all you're missing outon are sleepless nights.
[laughs] Thankfully,I still have plenty of those.
Do you regret having children?
That's a very strange questionto ask a mother.
I'm just curious.Aside from adequate rest,
I just, I'm wonderingwhat it is I'm missing.
I guess maybe...
...just a deep, primal love
that is completely outof your control.
That... [sighs]
That sounds more painfulthan enjoyable.
Yeah. Yeah, it's terrifying.
But it's freeing
to love somethingso much more than yourself.
I think motherhood istoo often thought of
as this soft thing.
No one mentions the lengthsyou'll go to,
the darkness you are capable of,
to keep your child safe.
Your husband--
Is right here.
Ah, Mr. Galindo.
Your wife and childhave been graciously
keeping me company.
It was lovely...
chatting with you, Mrs. Galindo.
Emily.
Please, call me Emily.
Beautiful family.
Thank you. And you are...?
Patricia Devlin, deputyassistant inspector general,
Investigations Division,OIG, San Diego Field Office.
Hmm.
-That's quite the title.-Mm.
May I ask you whatbrings you to my house?
Uh...
Do you happen to know...
the DOJ's monthly spendon this property?
$36,476
and... 26 cents.
That number and a few othershave brought me here.
If you have a warrant,I'd love to see it.
If not, maybe this isa conversation
more suited for my attorneys...
Oh, please.
Let's sit. [chuckles]
Don't worry.
Your sins are outof my jurisdiction.
I don't know how muchyou know about the...
inspector general's office,but we only investigate--
Your own.
[chuckles] Well, not my own.
I don't care what badgeor nameplate you have.
If you're a bad actor,
not one of mine.
Don't get me wrong, Mr. Galindo,
I know you're a bad man.
And unlike the cynics...
...I think bad menwill always fall.
And you will fall.
The best you have to hope for
is several hundred yearsin prison.
But...
I believe there'ssomeone much worse.
And if you help us,if you help...
enlighten us intothe special relationship
the two of you have...
...then I am here to offer you
the possibilityof getting out in time...
for your son's wedding.
Is that your sales pitch?
I mean... [chuckles]
To offer a free man a cage?
You actually think you're free?
It'll take just one little rock
and your little glass housewill come crashing down.
A trigger is being squeezed,Mr. Galindo.
I am here...
to give youa chance to choose...
...which side of the barrelyou want to be on.
Metaphorically speaking,of course.
I abhor violence.
Not only the cowards likeyourself who engage in it.
But even more so
those who enable it...
and profit from it.
I see you've been careful
to not mention Lincoln Potterby name.
Well, it appearsyou knew exactly
who I was speaking about.
No need.
It's obvious...
that you are losingyour family, sir.
If anything...
...I'm giving you theopportunity to fight to keep it.
♪
Uh, I got him, I got him.
-They here?-Yeah.
Just, uh, brought 'em inthrough the south side
of the building.
Hey.
Limit contact.
Let's make sure this goessmooth, all right?
Hey, what's up, man?
♪
[Isaac]Well...
Aren't you a tall glassof water?
[door closes]
I'm sorry.
I'm being rude.
Hi, I'm Isaac.
I know who the fuck you are.
Huh.
And I know who you are, Ezekiel.
But I was not expectingthis confidence.
What is this pepin your step, hmm?
You were on the brink of defeat.
What is up your sleeve?
What are you up to?
Besides aligning yourselvesnow with those fucking pigs.
Iron War.
A house cat aligning himself
with coyotes.
See what I did there?I called you a pussy.
[Lucky]All right. All right.
Thank you, everybody, for makingthe trip to neutral ground.
Everybody's beenpatted down for weapons.
So now let's try and reach a...
-What is it, man?-Is that everyone?
[EZ]We're prepared to acceptyour full surrender.
We will continue to wearthe California patch,
and the Sons will shut down
their San Bernardino chapterimmediately--
Where's Coco?
Coco.
Hey, where's our friend?
Wasn't your fucking friend.
Is. Was. I...
Wasn't?
You fucking shot him downin Oakland, motherfucker.
No...
We did?
Coco?
-Um...-[clears throat]
[chuckles]
I didn't know.
All that effort for nothing.
Don't let the guiltweigh you down.
Our lambwas already on his path.
-We're prepared to acceptyour full surrender.-[sighs]
-We will continue to wearthe California patch...-Mm-mm.
...and the Sons will shut down
the San Bernardino chapterimmediately.
I was hoping to...
I was looking forwardto the reunion.
And now...
this just feels futile...
...and pointless.
-We are prepared to acc---Stop fucking talking!
Do you realize how boringyou fucking sound?
Coco gave this to me.
And now I'll never be ableto return the favor.
We are prepared to acceptyour full surrender.
We will continue to wearthe California patch.
And the Sons will shut down
the San Bernardino chapterimmediately.
What am I crashing towards?
Is it you?
Man, fuck this fucking psycho.
-[clamoring]-Stand down!
Hey. Hey! Stand down!
No violence.You both agreed to that.
Well, I renege on my agreement.
Maybe it's the grieftalking, but...
I'm not leaving this roomuntil someone dies.
Come on.
Let's have some fun.
Let's beat a big fucking drum
and dance in the streetsfor Coco.
Our brother is free.
Who wants to go?
-I got this.-No, no.
-Right now.-[Otero] I got this.
For Manny. What's up?
What's up?
Did you think I was...
Fucking pussy.
Look at you guys.
Bunch of brutes.
No.
[clears throat]
Let's fuck shit up.
Let's each appoint a delegatefrom our fodder.
The best of mineagainst the best of yours.
[chuckles]
Eenie, meenie, minie...
Oh, man, I'd really love tosubvert expectations, but...
Moe.
That's it! Everybody out.Everybody out! Now!
Each of you agreedto no violence.
One second, Lucky.
When I said I'd bleed for you,I meant it.
[Angel]EZ...
What the fuck are you doing?
EZ.
-[grunting]-[laughing]
Fuck.
[grunting]
Get his ass!
-[men cheering]-Get the fuck up!
[grunting]
-Let's go.-Come on, EZ.
[cheering]
Yeah. Get him. Get him!
[grunting]
EZ, man, get up. Man, get up!
-EZ, get up!-[overlapping shouting]
-Fuck this motherfucker!-Get up. Fuck.
Oh...
Let's go!
-Get up, EZ.-Get up, EZ.
-Come on.-Get up.
-Get up!-[overlapping shouting]
-EZ, let's go!-EZ, get up.
-[groaning]-Let's go, EZ.
Get up, EZ!
-Come on, EZ.-Come on.
Don't give up. Come on!
-Let's go.-Let's go.
[overlapping shouting]
-Get up!-Let's go!
Come on, get up.
-Get up.-Come on, EZ.
[overlapping shouting]
[both groaning]
[overlapping shouting]
[grunting]
EZ, let's go!
[blows landing]
-[EZ yelling]-Yeah. Get him! Kill him!
Kill him! Fuck yeah!
[panting]
[groans]
[sighs]
[spits]
There's your blood,motherfucker.
We are preparedto accept your full surrender.
We will continueto wear the California patch.
It is you.
The Sons will shut downtheir San Bernardino chapters
immediately.
We're preparedto accept your full surrender.
We will continueto wear the California patch,
and the Sons will close downtheir San Bernardino chapter
immediately.
[groans, pants]
♪ I needed more ♪
♪ Needed you ♪
♪ To be ♪
♪ With me ♪
♪ I wrote it out ♪
♪ Wrote it out ♪
♪ So you ♪
♪ Might stay ♪
♪ I wrote it out ♪
♪ Wrote it down ♪
♪ So we ♪
♪ Could play ♪
♪ There in your eyes ♪
♪ How many times ♪
♪ Can a heart ♪
♪ Go back? ♪
♪ We took the life ♪
♪ That we made ♪
♪ We put it all ♪
♪ On track ♪
♪ For everyone ♪
♪ Else to see ♪
♪ Bigger than ♪
♪ Ourselves ♪
♪ Made it all ♪
♪ Did the dance ♪
♪ Came out through ♪
♪ This hell. ♪
♪
We need to talkabout your brother.
He said...
some things.
[loud rock music playing]
[overlapping chatter]
[laughing]
[whistles]
-Hey, Lou.-[music stops]
Hey, nowthis is a fucking Mayan!
[pounding continues]
Fuck yeah!
[chanting]EZ! EZ! EZ! EZ!
[chanting continues]
-[chanting continues]-[pounding]
EZ! EZ! EZ!
[whistling, cheering]
EZ! EZ! EZ!
EZ! EZ! EZ! EZ!
[chanting continues]
[muffled chanting, whistling]
[chanting stops abruptly]
[footsteps echoing]
[crickets chirping]
[muffled screaming]
Little Butterfly told mehow to find your nest.
-[Letty whimpering]-Mmm.
Mmm. You really do lookso much like him.
Wow. Maybe not the...
Roman, protruding nose, but...[chuckles]
the eyes.
[Letty whimpering]
They don't lie.
[muffled groaning]
Your father took somethingfrom me.
[whimpering]
-If you want it back...-[Hope screaming]
you're gonna haveto do something for me.
-[Hope screaming]-Hmm?
[whimpering]
♪
["Twisted Highway"by Erika Wennerstrom playing]
♪ It's been a longand twisted highway ♪
♪ Through so many setting suns ♪
♪ And, oh, my fingers,how they bled ♪
♪ From gripping on for so long ♪
♪ And then I letmy spirit fly away ♪
♪ Oh, to see from a differentpoint of view ♪
♪ And then I gazedand I was so amazed ♪
♪ Oh, I've been so blind ♪
♪ I could not see what was rightin front of me ♪
♪ Can you hear my heartbeat? ♪
♪ It pounds on. ♪
[baby laughing]