TERESA: Previously on Queen of the South.
Hello, son. What's your name?
-Tony. -You Teresa's son?
It's time for you guys to go, I think.
(gunfire)
(gasps)
I keep having these nightmares. This guy shoots me.
It feels so real.
-Raul. -Flaca.
TERESA: Raul is introducing us to a connection from Atlanta.
If we make a deal with her,
she can clear a path to the East Coast.
POTE: We cannot trust Boaz.
Are you sure we can trust his cousin?
Javier is different.
You putting it to that boss lady of your--
-(blows landing) -(both grunting)
(all shouting)
JAVIER: This is really bad.
TERESA: I called off the deal with Dumas.
I didn't expect him to want to go to war.
I can't get through to Javier or Boaz.
-Where's Bobby? -I'm not telling you shit.
Bobby runs a poker game on Thursdays.
I'm looking for Bourbon Street.
You're on the wrong side of town.
Oh, great.
I don't know shit about no kidnapping.
-(blows landing) -(both grunting)
-(gunshot) -(panting)
(tense music)
*
(door slams)
Where were you?
*
I was with Boaz, Patrona.
We went out.
Why was the surveillance tape at the bar missing?
And the bathroom bleached?
(gun cocking)
*
Tell me what happened at the bar.
*
(laughing)
Easy BrieZee.
That's what the boys call you, right?
I don't condone that but the--the irony's not lost.
*
DUMAS: You didn't make it easy to find you.
What do you want with me?
Just the truth.
*
Where's Bobby?
*
-I don't know where Bob-- -(shushes)
*
Go.
(chains rattling)
Ah, oh! (laughs)
DUMAS: Ah, how Shakespearian.
Two lovers and only one thing in between them.
-DUMAS: And that is Bobby. -Yo, man, it wasn't like that.
-Shut up, dumbass! -It was these two guys.
Oh, you think that they'll kill you if you talk?
(gun clicking)
*
I will kill you if you don't.
*
You asked me to watch Boaz.
He got drunk,
got into a fight with a guy at the bar.
Patrona, you know how he gets.
-I cleaned it up. -Did you kill him?
*
No.
We killed an innocent man because of you.
There's no way to make that right.
You put everything we've built here at risk.
Do you understand that?
Look at me.
Bury Bobby. Send Boaz back to Mexico.
If you want to behave like him,
get on the plane with him.
Si, Patrona.
*
(door opening)
*
Those two are a liability.
(heavy breathing) Okay!
*
Two guys came looking for Bobby yesterday.
But I'd never seen them before.
-(gun clicks) -(screams)
What did they look like?
Hispanic, maybe. It was fast.
Please, please.
-There. -(clicks)
-(whimpers) -DUMAS: Go.
I just told 'em that Bobby was playing poker.
Did you hear from Bobby after that?
-No, no! -No!
-No, no. -No, I swear to God, no.
*
(crying)
-No, no, no, no, no! (screams)
-(gun clicks) -(crying)
(laughing)
You're a crier, poor girl. (chuckles)
It ain't even really loaded.
(chuckles)
But see, that--that's the whole thing, uh,
about infidelity, right? You know?
It's like somebody always gets hurt.
-(sniffles) -(sighs)
Hey, y'all go on and get out of here.
Yeah, you're good to go. Go.
Get out. Get.
(gun clicks)
-(gunshot) -(both screaming)
Clean up your goddamn mess!
-Yo, get your ass up, man. -(grunts)
You find out what happened at that poker game.
Go, man.
Go on, now.
(dramatic musical flourish)
Let's go.
What'd you tell her?
What she needed to hear.
(plastic rustling)
You want me to keep an eye on them?
No, we have to meet Raul's Atlanta connect.
Oksana.
We need her or we'll lose the client
and the rest of the East Coast.
(cell phone vibrating)
(tense music)
*
(glass shattering)
*
(phone trilling)
-(phone beeps) -(trilling cuts off)
We got surveillance footage on the poker game.
*
DUMAS: That's Mendoza's man.
Get our boys over here.
Tell them to come strapped.
Okay, thank you for letting me know.
-The judge went to your house. -What?
He could tell Dumas.
We need to move Tony and Kelly Anne.
Where?
The judge knows everything that goes on in the city.
(tense music)
That's true.
(sighs)
I'll call Raul and reschedule the meeting.
No. Don't.
I'll double Tony's security.
It's not just about Tony.
If Dumas attacks us anywhere,
Oksana will think we can't handle our business.
(indistinct chatter)
(pop music)
You know, rumor has it it's, uh...
more fun when you're not drinking alone.
(chuckles)
You know there's a bachelorette party walking in,
and I'd bet they would love some male entertainment.
Mmm, well, as much I like to quench a lady's thirst,
I might just sit this one out.
Dipping out on a party? Damn.
I thought you were more fun than that.
-I did. -(chuckles)
-Oh, easy now, girlie. -(laughing)
Mardi Gras 2004, me and Bilal partied for four days straight.
-Four days? -Four days.
Okay, four days. That's not bad.
-That's not bad. -(chuckles)
Is your friend coming back for Mardi Gras this year?
Uh, yeah, he's not gonna make it down this year.
(laughs)
Okay, well, there's a seat at the bar
if you want some company
(sniffs)
I lost it, Primo.
I shouldn't have killed that gringo.
Besides, we don't know where he is now.
(speaking Spanish)
Pinche racista got exactly what he deserves.
He's in the trunk of his own car.
No way this even comes back to us.
(cell phone ringing)
It's too much for Teresa, man.
With Sinaloa, Dallas, Phoenix, and now New Orleans.
Andale, Primo. Pick it up.
You don't wanna keep the boss lady waiting.
Eh, no. No. She can wait.
(speaking Spanish) I got you.
You put up this front, but you know she's weak.
Sinaloa should have been ours.
It still could be.
You wanna move on Teresa's business?
Teresa's only worried about expanding into the East Coast.
She's taken her eyes off the rest of the business.
We'll just be there to pick up the pieces.
Think about it, Primo.
(engine revs)
Raul, please call me back.
We need to talk about the Oksana meeting.
Thank you. Bye.
Yo, I got that intel you asked for on your Oksana connect.
She escaped from the Graveyard.
It's a women's prison in Chechnya.
Started her Molly game out in Amsterdam
before she set up a distro hub in Atlanta.
I mean, the woman is no joke.
I'm canceling the meeting until we settle things with Dumas.
Ah.
Guess that means you need another man by your side.
All hands on deck.
You should get some rest, George.
Rest?
No, give me a job.
Look, I can't just sit around here.
Put me to work, please.
Okay.
Stay close.
Okay.
(tense music)
*
(car tires squealing)
POTE: Check the area. I want someone at every exit.
(door opening)
*
Lock everything down.
POTE: As much as... (speaks Spanish)
I want it dead.
-MAN: Patron. -(door slams)
*
Hey, Pote.
We don't need this many guys, okay?
You got bigger problems.
We can't take any chances.
Especially now that the judge knows you're here.
Well, hey.
Manny and I can protect Tony.
Teresa needs them more than we do so--
Kelly Anne, I don't want anything to happen to you.
You're always protecting us.
It's my job. Which I better get back to.
Hey. You're a kind man.
You just hide it real well.
(chuckles)
(cell phone ringing)
(phone beeps)
Hey, T.
I talked to my contacts.
Word on the street is Dumas is coming for you.
He knows about Bobby.
We need to lock it down and take you to safety.
Okay.
(cell phone vibrates)
(cell phone beeps)
Raul.
-(sniffs) -(speaks Spanish)
I need to reschedule our meeting.
There's some business I need to handle.
You wanted to go big town. Pushed for my connect.
I vouched for you.
I understand.
Oksana's not a patient woman.
If you don't show up tonight,
LAFAYETTE: Close the door.
I'm on a tight schedule here, Miss Mendoza.
But you had time enough to visit my friends.
Now, what happened to
all that "mi casa es su casa" hospitality?
I was just doing a little background check on you.
Same you did with me. We're partners, right?
Which is why I'm here.
I'm having problems with Marcel Dumas.
And I know he answers to you.
He's hurting my business.
I would like you to take care of it.
Now, why is that my problem?
No one makes money during a war.
Including you.
This, uh--this conflagration didn't arise from Dumas
stopping by your little, uh, distillery, did it?
I'm asking you to stop this before it starts.
To protect your money.
I'll see what I can do.
For the right price.
I don't know where you got confused,
but you don't come into my office
and start barking orders.
You think you know what avoiding a war's worth to me?
What's it worth to you?
An extra 10,000.
(tense music)
I reckon 10% is more appropriate, don't you?
You want me to get my hands dirty,
I'm gonna need more skin in the game.
Think it over. Take your time.
But I wouldn't take too long.
(distant chatter)
(scoffs)
(speaks Spanish)
You're my problem, cab--
Thank you for your service.
You screw up Teresa with the little field trip
with Boaz, cabron.
And I'll answer to Teresa, not you, cabron.
No, pendejo, you answer to me.
I brought you here from Mexico.
I trusted you with her.
Don't make me regret that.
(tense music)
Boaz.
*
-(cell phone vibrating) -(cell phone beeps)
Your Honor, to what do I owe the honor?
I'm gonna need you to lay off our Mexican friend.
This the same friend who kept knocking at your door today?
Now, I'm betting these eyes you got on her
have something to do with your missing boy.
What do you know about Bobby?
Word is Mendoza's sending you a message.
I'm a God-fearing man,
so here's how it's gonna go.
You get one hit-- an eye for an eye--
to put that girl in her place.
After that, we go back to business as usual.
It seems I always get the short end of this business.
I'd say you're doing better than most,
thanks to my generosity.
(sighs)
Fine.
And of course I'll be expecting a little inconvenience fee
for turning a blind eye to this.
-Yeah. -(phone beeps)
*
(knocking)
Come in.
Hey.
These came for you.
(sighs)
Looks like the lessons are going well.
(chuckles)
You know, for what it's worth,
Eddie's one of the good ones.
But I know it's hard mixing business with pleasure.
Which would you have?
Depends on the day, I guess.
Like, right now I'm just focusing on my career.
I mean, I have to if I'm gonna own my own place someday.
Stick around.
We'll see how we can make that happen.
I see what you do here.
I don't wanna lose you.
What, are you kidding?
No.
(chuckles)
I don't--I don't know what to say.
Say yes.
(knocking)
Sorry to interrupt.
It's all set. Ready?
(tense music)
(gun cocking)
Youngblood, finally earned your stripes.
(gun cocks)
Toc.
Ain't no shame in sitting this one out...
No, sir. I'm ready.
Po, you put the word on the street.
(hip-hop music)
*
POTE: Here.
(speaks Spanish)
-Listen, about before-- -It's okay.
I know the risk you took to arrange this.
My favorite kind. Come on.
Oksana's waiting.
*
Teresa Mendoza, mi socia, Oksana Volkova.
*
This is your girl, Raul?
(tense music)
She is more than meets the eye, Oksana.
A toast before we start.
TERESA: Gracias.
Salut.
(gun cocking)
(speaks Spanish)
(gunfire)
No. No, no, no!
(crying)
You okay?
Oh, yeah, I'm fine. (laughing)
Fine. Just bored out of my gourd.
Me, too.
We could watch that stupid show you like.
I will have you know that my housewives
lead very interesting lives.
Bet they don't have cartel soldiers on their couch.
Yeah, well, I will say some of them have been to prison.
(gun cocking)
Whatever's going on, it must be bad
if, well, they sent more guys.
All this is... disorienting, huh?
Yeah.
The only certain thing in Teresa's life is uncertainty.
You know, my mom and I had to move a lot.
She said, "Home isn't a place.
It's a feeling."
So the first thing she'd do in a new town is find the bakery
and buy tres leches like my abuela made.
We'd eat and play Hearts.
I used to play Hearts with my grandma.
Yeah.
And it won't be like your abuela's,
but I make a pretty mean tres leches.
Hey, I saw some cards in your room.
Well, it's a date.
(sighs)
(tense music)
*
Atlanta gives you freeway access to Miami,
New York, Boston, Memphis, Charlotte.
My product lets you move the highest purity
in the smallest amounts.
Half the risk, twice the money.
(distant chatter)
Smaller needle in the haystack, huh?
My product, your distribution, his customers.
We can run the East Coast.
*
Hey, Tony, we ran out of condensed milk,
so it's just dos leches.
Tony?
Oh, crap.
The purity is 98%.
Your demand will grow and you can--
And I can raise the price.
Exactly.
Smart.
Like I always say...
(laughing)
(speaking Spanish)
TERESA: Take care of it.
(distant chatter)
As I was saying, to our future.
Exactly.
If we do business, Teresa Mendoza,
I need to know, is your house in order?
Of course.
Do we have a deal?
(sighs)
Jasmine, are you sure it's her?
(cell phone chimes)
(tense music)
I got men on the way.
I'll be waiting.
*
She's in the VIP room.
Tic-Toc, post up in the alley.
The ball's gonna drop tonight, Youngblood.
Try not to shoot them off, all right?
(scoffs)
(hip-hop music)
*
Yo, she got company.
I got a better idea.
Stay here.
Come on.
*
Mmm, your product is what you say it is.
*
You know, they have a saying in this country.
If something is too good to be true,
it usually is.
RAUL: They have one in Cuba.
(speaking Spanish)
Don't look a gift horse in the mouth.
-(chuckles) -Yes.
But sometimes a gift horse is a Trojan horse.
So why should I trust you?
Because I know we're both survivors.
What did you survive?
The streets of Culiacán.
And every second I spent earning my seat at this table.
That's why she knows a woman has to be twice as brutal
as a man in this business.
Not as brutal. Twice as smart.
*
Do you know what this one means?
I went to prison when I was 15.
They claimed I stole some firewood.
But it was really for my proclivities.
I was beaten. Strip-searched.
*
Kept in solitary.
But it taught me a valuable lesson.
The heart is soft,
but if you're alone, nobody can hurt you.
Where does that leave us?
You made your case. That's enough work.
It's time for pleasure.
(chuckles) A taste of what's to come.
-Mmm. -RAUL: Mmm.
One for you.
(sniffs)
Ah. One for you.
*
(sniffs)
(door squeaking)
WOMAN: That was it?
WOMAN: No, I didn't give him my number.
-WOMAN: You didn't? -WOMAN: Remember that?
WOMAN: It was better than the last place we went to.
WOMAN: Yeah...
*
(sniffing)
Ah! Your turn, Flaca!
(all laughing)
Hey, hey. Hola, guapa.
Ah.
Excuse me.
(laughter)
Nice puppy pile.
Any word from Pote?
Nada.
Stay here. I need to freshen up.
We just make that deal?
Not yet.
*
I mean he's barely left the house since we got here.
He doesn't know anybody.
Where do you think he would have gone?
Oh, to find Teresa.
Call him again. Maybe he'll answer.
-Okay. -(phone beeping)
(speaking Spanish)
(dramatic music builds)
(grunts)
*
It's okay.
*
(door opens)
*
(phone beeps)
(phone clicking)
*
(suspenseful music)
(gun cocking)
*
(man grunting)
(Teresa grunting)
(man grunts)
-They're here. -Go!
Get out of here!
*
-(gunshots) -(man groans)
*
(panting)
*
Hey!
(gunfire)
*
God damn it.
*
(panting)
You go that way.
*
(clattering)
*
(lock clicks)
(both grunting)
*
(gunshot)
THERESA: (panting)
You good? We gotta go.
(Tic-Toc gagging)
I'm sorry, brother.
Is this seat taken?
What do you want?
I want you to come home.
That's not my home.
Maybe not.
But that's my gun you've got.
Hand it over, cabron.
I wanted to help Teresa.
(chuckles)
But you didn't know where to go.
My dad started working in the cartel when he was 14.
I'm 15.
Yeah, look how well that turned out for him, hmm?
I know he wouldn't want this for you.
You knew him? My dad?
Si.
Were you there?
When he was killed?
No.
But I know that he died like a man.
You know, ever since he died,
people have been trying to kill me too.
And I'm tired of running.
Being helpless.
If someone comes for me again, I wanna be ready.
*
I know that Teresa taught you how to shoot a gun.
But I need to see that you could handle it safely.
If you do, you can take it.
Are you serious?
This is not a toy, Tony.
This is a tool.
It could protect you or it will kill you.
I need to see that you can handle it.
Then it's yours.
Drop the magazine.
Empty the chamber.
Reload.
(gun clicking)
(speaking Spanish)
This is our secret.
Between men.
POTE: Let's go home.
*
(liquid pouring)
My daddy always used to say
God invented liquor for nights like this.
(groans)
You saved my life, George.
No, you got that backwards.
I've been off my game.
But you didn't give up on me.
I can't buy what you give me.
Trust.
That being said, I ain't exactly wired
to be Costner to your Whitney.
And tracking shipments ain't exactly floating my boat.
What are you saying?
Ever since Bilal died, I...
I've been out to sea.
And then that kid tonight...
If we lose this war, we'll need a safe place.
Maybe you can find one for us.
I ain't leaving you while you're at war.
You're the only one who can do this.
We're in a very vulnerable place.
We need to take precautions.
I used to run guns through Belize.
It's a couple hours away by plane.
Business friendly.
I want you to check it out.
(beeping)
(door opens)
-(door closes) -(beeping)
Let me know if you need more.
I guess I should be saddling up.
Be safe, George.
You, too, princepessa.
(tense music)
*
Our men control the block.
*
No one's getting anywhere near you.
Let's go.
(laughter)
(keyboard clacking)
Joint's still jumping.
Yep.
No rest for the wicked.
Now, that's not true.
Teresa's sending me down to the tropics.
Research trip.
What?
How'd you score that?
I've been burning the candle.
Come with me.
Sugar cane rum, fresh ceviche.
-Oh! -Oceans like bath water.
-Come on now. -Oh, I can't.
I can't.
Teresa still wants me to stick around.
She said if I keep this up
she'll stake me my own place so...
(hand slaps table)
Good on you, girl.
-You earned it. -Thanks.
Yeah, I don't know.
What do you think?
How's "Birdie's" sound?
Cold beer, hot owner.
(laughs)
That sounds like a place I'd never leave.
(laughs)
Hey, listen.
Before I forget, I wanna say thanks.
For what?
I was drowning.
You threw me a line.
Oh.
Gentleman George.
(both laughing)
Don't let that get out. You'll ruin my reputation.
-Okay. -All right?
-(laughs) -Hey.
One for the road.
All right, that's more than one.
It's a long-ass road.
(sighs)
(clears throat) What'd you say to him?
Oh, not much.
I guess it's good for him to have a man around the house
since he lost his daddy so young.
(groans)
Come here.
-Oh. -(giggles)
Oh, my gosh. You're just a giant knot.
(groans) I'm fine.
-No, you're not. -Oh.
It's all the weight you carry.
Teresa and Tony and now me.
It's just...it's a burden.
A burden?
You're not a burden.
(speaking Spanish)
A blessing.
Kelly Anne, without you, I wouldn't be here.
Likewise.
(dramatic music)
*
(Pote grunting)
*
(cell phone vibrating)
(phone beeps)
(tense music)
Hello?
You disappeared on us.
Left without saying good-bye.
I'm sorry.
OKSANA: You missed the excitement.
There was a shooting at the club.
Did you make a decision?
I talked to friends.
In Phoenix, Culiacán, Bogotá.
You have a good reputation, Teresa Mendoza.
I'd be happy to have a new partner.
Me too.
I'll be in touch.
-(phone beeps) -(phone beeps)
(cell phone ringing)
*
Boaz is back in Sinaloa.
*
-Javier, I need to know. -I'm with you.
All in.
*
An eye for an eye.
Okay.
*
(cell phone ringing)
*
(dramatic music builds)
*
(laughs) Government work, huh?
Must be nice.
(chuckles)
(man grunts)
Get off of me!
(men grunting)
Get off!
(coughing)
BIRDIE: (grunts)
This is from Dumas.
(Birdie groans)
(shuddering)
(dramatic music)
(gasping)