TERESA: Previously on Queen of the South...
How do you feel about Miami?
What's not to like?
I would like you to run it.
(grunting)
LAFAYETTE: René was like a son to me.
Whoever did this will pay.
-(whimpers) -(gunshot)
Emilia's not here. (sniffs)
But I know where to find her.
(dramatic music)
I can't be honest with you.
There are things that you don't know
and I can't see you anymore.
You don't mean this.
I do.
Judge came by my office today.
Teresa, he wants you dead.
I just want you to know.
I'm all in.
Lafayette killed Tony.
(soft dramatic music)
*
I'm so sorry for your loss, Teresa.
Was it Elias?
No.
It's a local matter that I'm handling.
Now that South Florida is secured,
I would like you to introduce me to your cousin,
Kostya, in New York.
Kostya is a very cautious man.
It's rare that he meets somebody face to face.
He doesn't trust people outside his circle.
I understand that.
I do not think you do, Teresa.
If Kostya pays you a surprise visit...
He's the last person you will ever see.
Set it up, please.
Yeah.
*
Respectfully, T. rex,
we just took over Miami.
Boaz's still working out the kinks.
We're on shaky ground there.
Why move so fast with the Russians?
Momentum.
If we expand with Kostya as our partner,
we will be seen as strong.
Have we heard from Javier?
He's tying some loose ends.
It's just a couple more miles ahead.
You're the only person she wanted to talk to.
She tried to call you just before
Randall pulled her from the truck.
*
It was Randall who killed her?
Does all the dirty work.
Why did they take Emilia?
My cousin René was murdered.
They thought that she had something to do with it.
She was a good person.
She had nothing to do with that.
Whatever you wanna do to him...
He deserves.
LAFAYETTE (over phone): Did you find my son?
Not yet.
Went by Mendoza's bar.
She's hired herself an army.
No quiet way to get to her unless we bring 'em all in.
Mendoza's smart enough to cover her ass.
And we have no idea what she's got on us.
Let's not poke the bear until we have to.
And when we do, we'll keep our hands clean.
Marcel will get the job done. She won't see him coming.
I did come across something
that might give us an edge on Mendoza.
Looks like she's got herself a new business partner.
Woman, two heavies--
never seen her before.
Interesting.
Get acquainted.
Show her some of our southern charm.
RANDALL (over phone): Happy to.
(keypad beeps)
I know you want payback for your godson's murder,
but I just wanna make sure
that darkness isn't blinding you.
-Have you changed your mind? -No.
But once we do this,
there's no going back.
Teresa, we're all in this game.
We all got blood on our hands.
You killed Bobby.
I took Birdie.
You and I got past that.
Maybe you can do the same thing with the Judge.
He's kept us under his thumb for too long.
I'm done with that.
Aren't you?
Absolutely.
How you wanna do it?
Lafayette's dirty, but he's still a judge.
That means he can bring law enforcement down on our heads,
and I'm not just talking local law enforcement.
Feds, DEA...
I know.
We can make his death look like a result of his own crimes.
Show the world who Lafayette really is--
a corrupt killer.
Once he's exposed,
the cops and politicians in his pocket
won't risk investigating his death.
Let's get on with it.
(suspenseful music)
*
(somber music)
It's a good plan, Teresita.
We catch the Judge with his pants down.
He'll never see us coming.
He always seems to be a step ahead of us.
This time, he can't be.
We need to talk about George.
He's angry.
Thinks we let Dumas off the hook
for Birdie's death.
We cannot have any loose cannons right now.
The hit on the Judge is dangerous enough.
I know. I'll talk to him.
Maybe we should ask Boaz to send some backup from Miami.
No.
Miami's not settled.
Boaz needs his men there.
Any word on Javier?
Not yet.
-(sighs) -(keypad beeps)
(insects chirping)
Is it up here?
(soft somber music)
Yeah.
*
(exhales)
(heavy breathing)
(panting)
*
(sobbing softly)
(screams)
*
What do y'all want with me?
DUMAS: You don't have to be scared, Gina.
You know who I am.
Ms. Mendoza's a close friend.
We want to make you an offer.
-Offer? -Yes.
One of Ms. Mendoza's men saw
Judge Lafayette visit you.
Yeah, he comes to see me
same time every Wednesday.
DUMAS: Good.
That's today.
Is he always alone?
(laughs softly)
I know Lafayette is very powerful.
He trusts me.
Kinda treats me like a pet.
I was doing time for solicitation.
The Judge got me out on early parole,
so he lets me know every chance he gets
that he can send me back whenever he wants.
You're a pet in a cage.
(sighs)
(inhales)
I hate him.
(exhales)
Gina, if you help us,
all that money is yours.
This is your chance to get away from him.
We're offering you a new life.
We're gonna make it look like a drug deal
gone wrong.
(tense music)
Gina. Gina.
All you have to do is put this in his suit jacket.
*
(softly) Okay.
All right.
Pote will hide in your house.
Once Lafayette arrives,
you need to make him comfortable.
Act like everything is normal.
Pote will take care of him.
Nothing will happen to you.
You promise?
Take the money and go as far away as you can.
*
You think she can handle it?
She'd better,
or Lafayette's gonna come at us with everything he's got.
(soft dramatic music)
(sighs)
(phone rings)
DAVIS: Hello?
RANDALL (over phone): Davis, buddy,
where you been hiding yourself?
You can't just disappear on your daddy like that.
He's been worried sick.
I doubt that.
But he should start worrying.
Told that girl's boyfriend that you murdered her.
I showed him where--
I showed him where the body is.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay, Davis.
-Slow down. -DAVIS (over phone): No.
He has kept me drugged
and tried to convince me that I was crazy.
He thinks he plays by different rules.
Not anymore.
(tense music)
*
(keypad beeps)
Hang tight.
(phone vibrating)
Oh, no.
Cecil, you are not gonna waste the little time we have
talking business on your phone.
(laughs)
I do concur with your decision, baby.
(engine turns over)
(engine revvs, tires screech)
(Spanish rap music playing)
Primo, what's up?
Better get your ass to Miami, cabrón.
Life is good here.
(tense music)
-(grunts) -(women gasp)
I'm on the next flight to New Orleans.
JAVIER (over phone): No, primo.
BOAZ (over phone): Javi...
(chuckles) What the devil's got into you?
Not that I'm complaining.
(laughter)
-(indistinct chatter) -(sultry pop music playing)
(dramatic music)
(both grunt)
*
(grunts)
(sirens wailing faintly)
POTE: Dale!
-Go! -(tires screech)
So Dumas' men killed Birdie, huh?
I saw it on his face.
We were at war with them, George.
It's over now.
I need to know that you're focused.
It's not just about Birdie.
These Russians that you're trying to get in bed with--
they are the nastiest,
most ruthless sons of bitches that walk the Earth.
Are you sure you wanna take that risk?
There's only one way to be safe in this business--
to become powerful enough that no one can touch you.
(scoffs softly)
So New York and the Russkis--
that's some kind of exit strategy?
It's also the center of finance,
a place where we can become legitimate quickly.
-(phone vibrating) -(keypad beeps)
Is it done?
(tense music)
(sighs)
Okay. Pote missed.
-Close the bar. -Oh, god damn it!
(dramatic music)
*
Toss the bar!
(glass breaking)
(indistinct chatter)
We rolled up the distillery.
No coke. No guns.
No money. Looks like she's in the wind.
Now, looks can be deceiving, especially with Mendoza.
Keep kicking rocks.
Roaches run from the light.
(soft dramatic music)
*
Okay, well, it isn't much to look at,
but I figured that's kinda the point--
hide in plain sight.
-It's perfect. -Great, okay.
Well, I rented out all the rooms
so you won't have any lookie-loos,
and your stuff is in room number 12 if you need to freshen up.
Thank you.
I'll take you there.
Okay.
-(door closes) -Listen, Kelly Anne.
This war with Lafayette--
it's really bad.
I would like you to go and stay with Chicho's mom in Uptown.
I'm not going anywhere. This is my family.
I know it is.
But Teresa needs your help with the business,
not with a gun.
Okay.
You be safe, you hear me?
I will.
*
(door opens)
Where you been, cabrón?
I know why the Judge tried to kill you, patrona.
Better start talking.
I killed René...
(tense music)
The Judge's nephew.
We got into a fight in the bathroom at the bar.
Hid his body in the trunk of his car...
Set it on fire.
(heavy breathing)
Randall found some evidence.
He took Emilia.
She must have lied to protect me, patrona.
I think
she told him you ordered the hit on René.
(exhales shakily)
And they killed her.
(both grunt)
You got Tony killed! You almost got Teresa killed!
Now you will die, cabrón!
Wait!
(breathing heavily)
(growls)
Don't let this hijo de puta out of your sight.
JAVIER: (winces)
(panting)
*
Javier saved my life.
He risked his own trying to protect me.
He's been as courageous as James.
But he lied to your face.
GEORGE: And so did James.
He wasn't exactly a saint.
At least Javier--he lied to protect the woman he loved.
I told you not to leave him alone!
Javi ain't running. He's a cartel soldier.
He knows he disobeyed the boss' orders and lied to her to boot.
Look, he's good with whatever you decide.
(sighs)
We'll need him.
Lafayette is coming for us.
Not to mention Boaz runs Miami.
Killing his cousin--
that's gonna set his hair on fire.
For now, he lives.
Dumas was right.
I should make peace with the Judge.
(sighs)
(keypad clicking)
(keypad beeps)
(line ringing)
Ms. Mendoza, what a coincidence.
You were just on my mind.
I know you think I ordered your nephew's death.
I didn't.
One of my men just confessed
to killing René in a fight at my bar.
You'll forgive me if I find that hard to swallow.
You tried to kill me and killed my godson.
Both of us lost family.
I would like to try to find a way to put this behind us.
I'm open to mending fences
once you hand your man over to me.
I won't allow that.
I've indulged you, Ms. Mendoza.
I've let you and all the riffraff in your organization
walk around my city like you belong here.
And it appears my reward for not showing you my teeth
is you forgetting your place, little lady.
Well, let me tell you something.
If you don't hand over your man,
I will hand you your head.
I don't respond to threats.
It's not a threat. It's a promise.
-(keypad beeps) -Teresita,
what you told the Judge is true.
Whether Javier lives or dies,
it's up to you.
What do you wanna do, Teresita?
I've done everything Lafayette demanded.
I've paid him a lot of money.
If I do this now, where does it end?
He knows you're after him now. He'll just keep hitting us.
Then we'll hit him harder.
-That means hitting cops. -Dirty cops.
-Murderous thieves. -Maybe.
But they're his own private army.
He runs this town.
Even if we win, we're gonna lose a lot.
They'll lose more.
Patrona.
*
This city has been our private Eden, Marcel.
Mendoza is an invasive species.
She's putting down roots.
You wanna cut her out.
I need your answer.
Are you with me?
Of course.
You're the devil I know. (laughs softly)
(soft dramatic music)
You know where she is?
Yeah. (sighs)
She's holed up with her people at a safe location.
Cedric and my crew-- they're sitting on her now.
-They'll help your boys out. -No, Randall can handle it.
No. I'm sorry, Judge.
I'm not taking any chances this time.
My boys'll make sure that nothing goes wrong
with the hit on Mendoza.
(foreboding music)
*
This war ends today.
(soft dramatic music)
*
I did the recon. Teresa Mendoza's here.
How many men are with her?
Four. The place is isolated.
Only one way in or out.
-So we got 'em boxed in-- -CEDRIC: And outnumbered.
Like shooting fish in a barrel, man.
(chuckles)
Let's not start stroking each other just yet.
Get your boys together.
(suspenseful music)
*
Fall back! Fall back!
(gunfire)
(grunts)
Dumas set us up!
(grunts)
He's running away!
(grunts)
-(gunshots) -(men groan)
*
JAVIER: (shouts in Spanish)
(gunshots)
(grunts)
(panting)
Hey, we get 'em all?
Almost.
What the hell, man? Hm?
Why'd you do Birdie that way?
Birdie?
I was just following orders, man.
Mm-hmm.
*
(screams)
I'm a soldier, same as you.
-CEDRIC: Kay? -(gun clicks)
She was a civilian.
I know.
It was messed up.
See, but you do this, it all starts up again.
Okay?
(growls softly)
(dramatic music)
*
(phone vibrating)
It's Lafayette.
(keypad beeps)
LAFAYETTE (over phone): So now you're a cop killer,
Ms. Mendoza.
Those men weren't cops.
I learned early on how dangerous it is
to underestimate you, hm?
So I bought myself a little insurance.
Do tell me.
Have you spoken to your Russian friend lately?
Say hello, darling.
(tense music)
Hello, Teresa.
They grabbed me from my hotel.
His cop shot two of my men.
Is the picture becoming clear now?
Do you know who she's connected to?
Oh, I have a pretty good idea.
They will hunt you down and kill you.
They don't care who you are.
And you'll be right there beside me, darling.
Mutually-assured destruction--
unless you give me my nephew's killer.
I expect an answer by midnight.
*
-JAVIER: Patrona. -(sighs)
You know what you have to do.
Está bien.
It didn't have to be like this.
If you trusted me, I could've protected you,
but now I can't.
(sighs)
*
Working with you, patrona...
I owe that to you.
Salud.
They're here.
Let them in.
(door clicks)
Everybody just breathe easy.
Hands where I can see 'em.
You're not here as the law.
You know why I'm here, Ms. Mendoza.
Let's put an end to all this.
I'll see you on the other side, brother.
(somber music)
I was right, patrona.
*
We were crazy to think we would have
something different in this life.
Let's go.
(woman vocalizing somberly)
(grunts softly)
Are you okay?
Yeah.
*
(soft dramatic music)
*
Oh, Davis, you had me worried sick.
You tracked my phone?
I know you're angry, but I forgive you.
You can come back home.
You forgive me?
You defied me, Davis,
but you showed fortitude I didn't know you had.
-It gives me hope. -Hope for what?
That you're more like me than I thought.
-Go to hell. -Judge.
We need to wrap this up.
You were tricked, son.
Mendoza's man, the one you confided in--
he's the man who murdered your cousin.
You're lying. You'd say anything to me.
Mendoza handed him over to me herself.
He's the reason that sweet girl died.
But don't you worry.
He gonna get what's coming to him.
(grunts)
*
(yelps)
(gasoline splashing)
Let's do this, pendejo.
What's he saying, Randall?
He's saying, "Let's do this, pendejo."
Gotta admire a man who welcomes his own firing squad.
*
(breathing heavily)
Nothing personal, amigo.
(winces)
I actually kinda liked you.
(screams)
(fire whooshes)
(both grunting, shouting)
Randall!
(dramatic music)
*
REPORTER: The shoot-out in Metairie took the lives
of six decorated officers, including the head
of the anti-gang strike team,
Detective Randall Green.
Police at this time are calling it
a gang-related incident.
Randall is dead.
-Javier. -Mm.
He fought to the end.
I'm sorry you were pulled into this.
I know how much this has cost you.
Do not think I am ungrateful.
(phone vibrating)
(keypad beeps)
The good news is that you have his attention.
The bad news...
is that you have his attention.
So we are in business with Kostya?
Yes.
For better or for worse.
Thank you.
OKSANA: (speaks Russian)
DUMAS: The Judge is down,
but he's not out.
As long as he's breathing,
he's gonna be a problem for us.
If he loses his power,
he's just a man.
Any man can be killed.
(birds chirping softly)
(soft dramatic music)
*
(door rattles)
Dave?
*
(shaky voice) My son.
Son? Son?
(sobbing)
Oh, God.
What have I done?
(dramatic music)
*
Taza said there's a new sheriff in Phoenix
that's cleaning up corruption,
so he's gonna need more money for bribes.
-Send it. -Okay.
-How's Miami? -It's a little bumpy.
Boaz had to dispose of a few dealers
that were causing problems.
You were smart to keep extra men there.
What about the new bankers?
I'm still checking references,
but I did make a list of new businesses to clean our money,
and I'm looking into making an investment
on the waterfront property
as well as some commercial real estate.
Great.
Thank you.
Happy to help.
I'm gonna get to that meeting, but that suit is baller.
Thank you.
*
It's okay, Luis.
I heard there was an explosion in front of your bar.
You okay?
Yes. Thank you.
You know,
they said you were in the hospital.
I was gonna come, but...
I wasn't sure you'd want me to.
I'm glad you didn't.
(laughs softly)
I spent the last month
putting all the pieces together of what went down
between you and me.
I know you're not just a
bar owner or a tequila distributor.
Tell me the truth.
I run a drug cartel.
Are you serious?
Every minute you spend with me...
You're in danger.
I need you to go away.
Don't come back.
You lied to me.
Yes.
Everything else--
was it a lie too?
No.
*
(soft dramatic music)
*
Phoenix, Atlanta, Miami.
Now, New York.
We doubled our operation in three months.
That's a lot to keep an eye on.
Ain't no risk it, no biscuit.
You staying?
I'ma stick around.
Make sure you're good with the Russkis.
Hey, you might need me. I know Chewy does.
Whatever you need to tell yourself, cabrón.
(chuckles)
(tires screeching)
*
(grunting)
George, call a doctor.
My God, James. What happened to you?
They're coming for you.