- What the fuck is this? - RUBEN: Oh...
I'm a friend.
A friend with a gun at my kitchen table?
This is too much.
Maybe this should be the end...
- for us. - Yeah, maybe.
Maybe you shouldn't know where we go.
Informants who do what we tell them,
they make it out alive.
DEA busted me. They took all my money,
forced me to help them.
They want Teddy.
So, everybody wants Teddy, huh?
The DEA, KGB and me.
This has to stop.
All of this is Franklin's fault.
Ain't no one going home with clean hands.
LOUIE: But I'm the one who lost my husband,
my whole fucking world.
- What you need? - Franklin.
All you got to do is point.
You made me a promise,
in that warehouse.
- I need all the help I can get. - You are the devil.
FRANKLIN: Yeah.
I know.
♪ ♪
♪ 6:00 in the mornin', police at my door ♪
♪ Fresh Adidas squeak across the bathroom floor ♪
♪ Out my back window I make my escape ♪
♪ Didn't even get a chance to grab my old-school tape ♪
♪ Mad with no music, but happy 'cause I'm free ♪
- (siren whoops) - ♪ And the streets to a player is the place to be ♪
♪ Got a knot in my pocket weighing at least a grand ♪
♪ Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand ♪
♪ I'm a self-made monster of the city streets ♪
♪ Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats ♪
♪ But just living in the city is a serious task ♪
♪ Didn't know what the cops wanted ♪
♪ Didn't have time to ask... ♪
GERALD: I'm telling you,
ain't nobody bring style to the streets like Jerome.
Man used to stroll down Crenshaw in custom linens
like that shit was a runway. (chuckles)
Are we just supposed to pick up and leave, and go where?
CANDY: Could go back down to Louisiana.
You know I've been wanting to spend more time with my family.
JOHNNY: Uh-huh, yeah, well, people depending on us here, baby.
- We got a job to do. - Big Rome steps to the man
and says, "You food, keep talking all that mess..."
MOTION: Dressed to impress. Fly all the time.
Got that wet curl hanging in
and diamond shine. What you need, nigga?
All you got to do is hit the block.
The homie Romie Rome had that shit on lock.
That's dope.
Rest in peace, Jerome.
♪ Word... ♪
Hey, yo, that shit clean, cuz.
This shit fresh as fuck.
Yeah, man, that right there...
(chatter and music continue)
MAN: Man, RIP to the homie Jerome, bro.
A real stand-up guy.
SKULLY: Look, we didn't know no better.
And I forgive you, G. You hear me?
Come here.
Let that shit go. Let that shit go.
(exhales)
We've all been carrying too much weight
for a long time, Oso.
Can't be for nothing.
I've got your passports.
And the other half of your money.
GUSTAVO: Okay.
I'm picking up the shipment tomorrow.
I'm planting it at the warehouse.
But Teddy's still hiding. I need to drag him out.
You know what you're gonna do?
- Yeah, think so. - Mm-hmm.
One last favor.
You still have your plane?
(breath quivering)
♪ ♪
(sniffling)
♪ ♪
- (dogs barking) - (indistinct chatter)
(sighs)
♪ ♪
What are you doing here, Franklin?
FRANKLIN: I'm starting to realize that you got one job
in this life.
It's to protect the people you love...
Hey.
You want to talk? Let's talk.
Right now.
I've got 24 hours.
If you in, I need to know.
I can't do this without you, Louie.
So you're clear, I ain't doing this for you.
I'm doing this to be clear of Teddy.
I hear you.
I'll explain the details at Louie's tonight.
All right?
Okay. Might be late. Got to check in first.
You haven't told her, moreno?
If I tell her, she'll run. I can't have that.
Look, I'll get her out. All right?
So, just to be clear, you're saying that
there is a commitment on the table.
There is a promise.
The commitment comes after you transfer the assets.
Make the wire transfer, you'll have your blue badge.
That's an assurance I can make with the full force
and faith of the Agency.
We're on an even playing field here.
TONY: Anybody mention Teddy?
No.
Just a lot of sad people.
Guess it doesn't matter.
Tomorrow night, we'll be wrapping all this up.
When you meet with the Colombians,
Amanda will be with you.
This is a bad fucking idea. You know that, right?
She's more than capable.
These men are wolves.
One sniff, we're both dead.
I'm close to landing this plane,
but I got to be honest,
lately you've had my guts in a knot.
At this point in a case, people in your position,
they don't stop asking questions.
They want to know what's gonna happen to them
after it's all over.
They want to talk to their lawyer, see the legal paperwork.
You haven't asked for any of that.
No.
TONY: Right now I don't trust you.
So she's going.
Or we can call it all off now.
Okay.
It's your call.
LOUIE: He out of cash.
Approached me at the repast, asked for a loan.
What'd you say?
LOUIE: Said I'd give it to him.
When?
Tomorrow afternoon.
When he comes to get the cash,
I'll have my people grab him.
Hello?
Yeah.
You asked for this.
So if you don't want him, just fucking say so.
We'll do the exchange at a pallet yard by the L. A. River,
corner of Elmyra and Leroy.
Come at 6:00. Alone.
- I'm gonna need help. - One person.
Any more than that, I have to assume it's a double cross.
I'll be watching.
(line clicks)
Teddy shows up and you're not there,
I'm a dead man, Oso.
GUSTAVO: Mm.
So am I, moreno.
So am I.
♪ ♪
CEDRO: So tell me, young Luke,
what brings you here this far?
CARLO: This little droid. (grunts)
Searching for someone very special.
- Obi-Wan Kenobi. - So, Obi-Wan Kenobi?
That is a name I have not heard of
- in a long time. - XIAMARA: Hey, hey, hey.
That little blue robot is Mexican, did you know that?
CARLO: What?
Because his name is Arturito. (chuckles)
- (Gustavo growls softly) - CEDRO: Oh, no! He's coming.
(imitating robot beeping)
(laughing)
- (Gustavo growls) - (shouts playfully)
(grunting, laughing)
A long, long time ago,
en un pinche barrio far, far away,
these... were mine.
And when I'd put them on to fight,
there was nada, nadita...
- that could hurt me. - (Carlo gasps)
(roars)
(laughter)
I want you each to have one.
So when you put them on,
you will remember pinche Oso.
And that he is
always thinking of you, chamacos.
You want it?
- Yeah. - Great power.
Yeah, you want it?
Okay. I want your watch.
Can we trade?
- Órale. - Yeah. Órale.
Put them on.
(growls) How do you feel?
- (all growling) - XIAMARA: Boys!
- (laughing) - Boys, go get dressed for school.
Yeah, it's time for school.
- (laughing) - Come on. Come on. Come on!
- CARLO: Ew, it smells weird. - CEDRO: I know.
Mira.
- (chatter continues in Spanish) - (exhales)
- You got the passports? - In my purse.
Don't let the kids see the money.
They'll ask questions.
I'll make sure.
You know, these kids are lucky.
They have the best mother on earth.
(sighs)
- (laughing) - What?
Who are you to bless me like that?
- ¿Mi abuela o qué chingadas? - Fuck you.
I can bless you if I want to bless you.
You see that?
Hmm?
You're the only one who has this number.
Okay?
It's an answering service. Keep it.
I will check it every week.
If you need anything,
you call and you leave a message.
If I don't hear from you, I assume you made it.
Okay?
- And you and the kids are okay. - (sniffles)
¿Sale?
Listen to me.
If something doesn't look right,
if something feels off,
you go the other way.
A huevo.
(sniffles)
Te quiero, Xiamara.
Te quiero, Xiapita.
(exhaling)
(both sniffling)
I have to go.
I have to go, Xiamara.
♪ ♪
(engine starts)
GUSTAVO (over phone): Heading to the border.
I'll send the code when I'm clear, okay?
Oso...
Listen, man,
just stay calm.
Everything's gonna be fine.
I'll see you at 6:00.
(line clicks)
VERONIQUE: How'd he sound?
Motherfucker was less nervous
when we was caged up with that damn tiger.
Listen.
I know you're not gonna want to hear this, but...
- Baby, if this doesn't work... - Franklin.
Mm-mm.
I need you to leave the country.
My mother, too.
She'll help you liquidate the properties.
She'll help you and the baby.
Hey, look, this isn't doubt, okay?
- I promise. - (sighs)
- (moans softly) - This is what I want.
For our baby.
Give him a life, a family to grow up in.
Promise you'll do this for me, V.
- Franklin, that's, that's... - Promise.
Please.
Okay.
(Franklin sighs)
Okay.
TEDDY: After last night,
I can't transfer them the money.
Which means that the CIA...
is no longer my future.
It means that it's no longer our future.
- Okay. - You told me...
that there are other ways of attaining power.
So I'm saying that we have to figure out
exactly what that means.
Together.
Some kind of assurance would be nice.
Do you, um, have something specific in mind?
Now that you mention it... I do.
Wait here.
(soft clattering)
Where did you find that?
The bottom of your dresser.
You went through my things?
(exhales slowly)
It was my mom's.
I just want a partner.
Marry me.
Really?
- Yeah. - Okay.
¡Ándale!
Who's this perrita?
Should hav e told us you're bringing someone new.
Now you got my balls tingling.
Ooh, she's funny.
But I still don't know who she is.
So you're funny, too?
She is my cousin, pendejo.
(engine starts)
AMANDA: He was reckless.
He wasn't sticking to the story, okay?
He straight-up told them I was DEA.
What?
AMANDA: I mean, he made it look like it was a joke,
but that's not him.
I think you're right. Something is off.
On our way back, I want you to stop and make a call.
Let's check on his family.
(distant train horn blowing)
You gonna do the honors?
Nah, homie. This ain't me.
All right. (clears throat)
Make it look good.
Mm-hmm.
(Franklin sighs)
(exhales) Fuck you waiting for?
Know you've been dreaming about this shit.
(groaning)
(exhales sharply)
No, you got to do better than that.
Come on, hit me.
Come on, hit me!
Hit me! Hit me!
Come on... (groaning)
Okay. Come on.
Again. Hit me.
Come on, hit me.
Hit me again. Come on, hit me again.
I'm not ready yet. Hit me again.
Come on, hit me. I can't fucking feel it!
Hit me!
Come on, hit me!
Fuck you, Franklin. Fuck you!
Franklin, fuck you!
- (grunting) - Louie, Louie.
- LOUIE: Fuck you! - Come on.
- Come on, Louie. - Fuck you.
(groaning)
FRANKLIN: That's it. (coughs)
♪ ♪
(Louie sobs)
(engine starts)
Amanda's the third woman I've mentored.
The first you never met, the second... that was Lorena.
I think women make great agents.
Men underestimate them. Never see them coming.
And they can see through our posturing,
smell the bullshit from space.
Especially Lorena.
I never wanted her to go in like that.
She wore me down, like always.
And then... she was gone.
I always suspected it was Teddy who'd done it,
but when they found the cash and the drugs
in her stereo speakers, I was sure of it.
He killed her and he disappeared her
and there wasn't a fucking thing I could do about it.
- (pager beeping) - She gives her life doing good
and he makes her out to look like a turncoat.
It's him.
(brakes squeal, hiss)
(engine turns off)
(coin drops)
Gustavo should have paged by now.
How much longer you want to wait?
(pager beeping)
It's Oso's code.
He on the way to Teddy now. Come on.
(line ringing)
LOUIE: Hello.
Good news?
Took some doing, but I got him.
He a little banged up, though.
TEDDY: As long as he's alive.
Slight change of plans.
You drop him off, same place.
And when you're gone, I'll pick him up.
So, just leave him there on the ground?
Just follow the instructions.
I'll be watching.
Okay.
(phone clicks)
He changed the plan.
It ain't face-to-face. Just dropping you.
It's worth the risk.
Long as El Oso shows, I'll be straight.
Let's roll.
(groans softly)
(coin drops)
That's the second time you've dialed.
Yeah, pinche Teddy's not calling back.
I'm trying his other pager.
(Gustavo groans)
(phone clicks)
- (phone rings) - Hello?
- TEDDY: Where are you? You're late. - I'm close.
- Ten minutes away. - (indistinct chatter)
- You have five. Hurry up. - Okay.
Turn around, hands behind your back.
Ay, qué pedo.
What the fuck?!
(handcuffs clicking)
- Who were you talking to? - Teddy.
- Who were you really talking to? - Teddy, cabrón.
- You want to check my pager? - Don't need to.
We had an agent check on Xiamara and the kids.
They never made it to school.
Neighbor says your lady never made it back home.
We had a fight this morning.
¿Sepa la chingada? Maybe she took the kids out.
- I have no idea! - Checked on Xiamara's mom, too.
- Also gone. - (groans)
Old lady from across the street
says she saw her shuffling a suitcase to the car.
Xiamara scolding her for not doing what she was told.
There something going on here, Gustavo?
You trying to pull something?
I'll plant the drugs myself.
This is done.
Deal's off the table.
And they are gonna bury you under the fucking jail.
Let's go.
I want you in that truck.
Chingada.
♪ ♪
(distant train horn blowing)
(engine rumbling)
(engine turns off)
(muffled groaning)
Let's go.
Goodbye, Franklin.
(engine starts)
♪ ♪
(Franklin grunts)
(distant siren wailing)
(panting)
(groaning)
(muffled): Fuck.
(metal clanks)
(engine turns off)
(muffled moaning)
(door squeaking)
♪ ♪
(moaning)
TEDDY: Here you are.
I really wasn't sure she'd actually do it.
(groans)
(panting)
(quietly): What was that thing you said about my son?
That you'd bleed him like you did my father?
You should let me talk first, man.
There's nothing left to talk about.
There is, there is. What about the...
What about the KGB?
I already know about that.
I... you don't know everything.
Huh? Who's helping him? You know, who-who-who...
How he's tracking everybody. You don't know anything.
Franklin, it's over.
I can help you. (grunts)
♪ ♪
(gasping)
(moaning)
(grunting, panting)
("Los Días de mi Vida" by La Calandria playing)
♪ ♪
♪ Nada es perdurable según mi creencia ♪
♪ En nuestra existencia... ♪
(tires screeching)
(brakes hiss)
(music continues in Spanish)
♪ ♪
This is Agent Guerrero. We have an...
(Franklin groaning)
(chains rattling)
FRANKLIN: Ah...
(Teddy grunting)
(barrel clanking)
Sorry about the...
Without Gustavo here,
I can't afford to turn my back on you.
FRANKLIN: Shit. (grunts)
♪ ♪
(distant siren wailing)
(Franklin panting)
(chain rattling)
(panting rapidly)
(raggedly): Sorry about your pops, man.
Things... they got fucked up real bad.
(choking)
But if you let me go, I promise you'll never see me again.
Huh?
If you fight it, you're just gonna hang yourself.
As it is...
you're just gonna feel a small pinch.
And then you're gonna go to sleep.
Which is better than you deserve.
(clattering)
(door closes)
Where the fuck you been?
Put that down.
(choking): Oh, my God.
Remove the gun you have behind your back.
Do it slow.
Use your left hand and kick it over.
You're aware I'm trained to shoot with both hands.
RUBEN: Me, too.
But it's not quite the same, right? Do it.
Slowly, Teddy.
(grunts)
FRANKLIN: Hey. Hey, Ruben.
Cut me down, motherfucker.
Can't you see me? (choking)
Ruben, what the fuck you waiting for, nigga?
(quietly): My ankle holster.
It's not too late for you to walk away still.
Cut me down!
(yells fiercely)
(both grunting)
(Gustavo yells)
(Franklin choking, groaning)
(breathing heavily)
(panting)
Was he alone?
FRANKLIN (weakly): Oso. Help.
(gasping weakly)
(Gustavo grunts)
TEDDY: Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?
Gustavo...
- What are you doing? - (Franklin groans)
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, he's a fucking traitor.
Him and his whole fucking family, man!
They brought the KGB into this.
Listen, you know how this ends, man. The fucking CIA,
they will track you fucking down, no matter where you go.
Whatever he promised you, it is not worth it.
(metal snaps)
(Gustavo grunts)
(grunting, panting)
GUSTAVO: Puta.
(sniffles)
(breathing heavily)
So, what you want to do... moreno?
("Sympathy for the Devil" by The Rolling Stones playing)
Huh.
(Franklin chuckles weakly)
♪ Please allow me to introduce myself ♪
♪ I'm a man of wealth and taste ♪
♪ I've been around for a long, long year ♪
♪ Stole many a man's soul and faith ♪
♪ I was round when Jesus Christ ♪
♪ Had his moment of doubt and pain ♪
♪ Made damn sure that Pilate ♪
♪ Washed his hands and sealed his fate ♪
♪ Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ Get down heavy ♪
♪ ♪
(music fades)