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[soothing music]
[Older male VO] They told me, but I had no idea.
[percussive music]
[drums and clapping]
[water lapping]
[foghorn blaring]
[door rattling]
[water splashing]
- [water lapping] - [gulls cawing]
[foghorn blaring]
- [water continues lapping] - [gulls continue cawing]
- [boat engine roaring] - [waves splashing]
- [boat engine roaring] - [water splashing]
[boat engine whirring]
[boat engine idling]
[water splashing]
[water continues splashing]
[man speaking in Spanish]
[gulls cawing]
[burner whooshes]
[liquid trickling]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
[sand hissing]
[spoon clanking]
[fingers snap]
- [tongue clicking] - [fingers snapping]
[siren wailing]
[Man] I got the back, you motherfuckers!
[glass tinkling]
- [metal clanging] - [Man] Street team!
[explosion booms]
- [West] Ty, go, Ty! - [sirens wailing]
[Man] Picked the wrong house today, motherfucker.
- [gunfire rattling] - [Man] Fuck you!
Back door!
[officer grunting]
[semi-auto gunfire]
Yeah, uh-huh!
[gunfire rattling]
- [sirens wailing] - [dogs barking]
[door slams]
- [Frosty] Come on, come on! - [gunfire rattling]
- Shit! - [officer groans]
I'm taking fire.
You're good, you're good, come on, shit!
- [gunfire rattling] - Come on.
You're all right, you're good, you're good, you're good.
- [Man] Motherfucker. - [SWAT] You're all right.
You're all right.
- [gunfire rattling] - [sirens wailing]
[Man] Woo! It's on, motherfuckers!
[gunfire rattling]
[sirens wailing]
[SWAT] He's down; let's clear it.
- [sirens wailing] - [helicopter whirring]
[gun clicking]
I got a body on my left.
[Ty] Body on the right, she's dead.
- [sirens wailing] - [helicopter whirring]
[Frosty] I'll hold the room.
All clear!
[Ty panting]
- [Ty] Holy shit. - [West] Oh, what you got?
- [Frosty] How's it looking? - [West laughs]
Um, [laughs].
Hey, hey, hey, come here, man.
[Ty] Fucker.
Throw some dirt on that shit, man.
Woo!
[Ty] Man, my boy was busy, man.
He almost killed me, man.
- [West] Oh man. - [Ty] Fuck.
[child crying]
[West] Hey, hey Ty, you missed something, man.
[child crying]
My bad.
Hey buddy, it's okay.
[showers trickling]
- [Man] Hey West, nice job, man. - Yeah, brother.
[people murmuring]
[Announcer] Attention, shoppers,
we are closing in 10--
[plastic crinkling]
- [Jack] Sour cream and onion? - [Colby on phone] Shut up!
Yeah, well, I like barbecue.
No, barbecue's good.
Come on, man, I'm on the phone!
Yeah, I can see that.
- [Colby] Hi, Mr. West. - Hi Colby.
Try not to keep him up too late.
[Colby] Okay.
Thank you.
It's my house, Jack.
Okay.
- [door thuds shut] - God!
Sorry about that.
[footsteps tapping]
[door clicks]
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
Happy birthday, I'm so sorry late,
- I'm so sorry I'm late. - It's okay.
Oh, but I'm here now.
I saw the news.
Is everyone okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, do you know what?
You married a goddamn hero, you know that?
Mm-hmm.
Mm, you know that?
What are you doing?
Well, I'm about to give you your birthday present.
Shut up, I just got Jayla to bed.
I just--
We better be really quiet.
[West smooching]
- [distant shouting] - [Smiley gasping]
[Smiley continues gasping]
[keys jingling]
[Guard] Smiley, let's go. You got yard.
Yard is in two hours, Book.
You messing with me?
- [Smiley gasping] - [guard bangs on door]
They wanna see me?
- [door slams] - [people chattering]
[Smiley gasping]
[door creaks]
Paperwork?
George Greene, 10/1/80.
[AC] This you?
That's me.
Take a seat.
[Smiley] I'll stand.
[Redbird] Why do they call you Smiley?
Why ain't you with the brand, bro?
I like Black people.
I like Brown people.
I like Red people.
I believe in a free market.
[Redbird] I've seen your paperwork. Murder one.
What's your plan on the outside?
What are you, a guidance counselor?
This is my workout time.
[AC] I hate to tell you this,
but we need your white ass
to put some work in before you go.
You called me up here to tell me that?
I'll have one of my people take care of it.
Next time, send a kite.
[AC] Hold the fuck up.
We ain't done yet.
[Redbird] I want you to do it.
It can't lead back to my house.
Why would I do that?
Consider it a personal favor to me, if you have to.
[lock buzzing]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
[Ramon continues speaking Spanish]
[birds chirping]
- [girl coughs] - No, no, no, no.
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
[inhaler hisses]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
[Ramon continues speaking Spanish]
[Javi speaking Spanish]
Si, [speaking Spanish].
Si.
Ciao!
[engine rumbling]
- [upbeat music] - [people singing in Spanish]
- [upbeat music continues] - [people singing in Spanish]
- [birds chirping] - [dogs barking]
[keys jingle]
[door slams]
[woman speaking Spanish]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
[woman speaking Spanish]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
- [dog barking] - [birds chirping]
[door clicks]
[man speaking Spanish]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
- [man speaking Spanish] - Hola.
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
[Lago chuckles]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
[chairs scraping]
Lago.
[man speaking Spanish]
[woman speaking Spanish]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
[Ramon continues speaking Spanish]
[woman speaking Spanish]
- Si. - [Ramon chuckles]
How's your English?
[man speaking Spanish]
[woman speaking Spanish]
You like music?
- Yeah. - What kind?
- I like rock and roll, and- - Rock and roll?
Go pack a small bag.
[chair scraping]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
[man speaking Spanish]
No.
No, [Ramon speaking Spanish]
[Ramon sucks teeth]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
[kids shouting]
[Jack] So what's up with that girl you've been talking to?
- Casey? - Yeah.
She was fucking on some dude with a little pink dick.
I used to be cool with him, but he a bitch.
- [Jack] Who? - [Doobie] But uh, Dylan?
- [Colby] That's up fucked up, dude!
- [Ryan] Ain|t he your couisin though?
- [Jack] He is, dude! - [Doobie] Yeah.
- [all laughing] - Get the fuck outta here.
You gonna pass that?
[Colby] Do you guys wanna get out of here at lunch?
We can go to my house.
[Jack] Nah, I can't.
I missed too many days already.
My mom would fucking kill me.
[Colby] This shit is stupid!
[Colby laughs]
What's so funny?
[Colby] I have some molly.
- Yeah, fuck it, come on. - [Jack] Yeah, fuck it.
- Fuck it! - [Jack] Come on.
- Fuck it. - [all laughing]
- [Jack coughing] - [all laughing]
[Colby snorting]
[microwave whirring]
[Ryan sighing]
[microwave beeping]
[door slams]
Doobie, glasses off.
[Mr. Finch blowing]
[Ryan slurping]
[Student] Psst!
- [Boy] That shit feels good. - [students giggling]
[Mr. Finch] Ryan, what's going on over there?
[lei rustling]
[Ryan sniffs]
[students giggling]
[chair scraping]
[Mr. Finch] Ryan, put your clothes back on!
[Ryan] I don't like my clothes, Mr. Finch!
[students laughing]
[Ryan sighs]
- [Jack clapping] - Yeah.
[Student] Hell yeah!
[Ryan groaning]
[people murmuring]
Where the hell are they?
They said they were making him hydrate.
He's already missed too many days.
They're gonna hold him back.
Watch, he's gonna end up living with us
until he's fucking 40.
[West] At least know he won't be a virgin.
Are you kidding me right now?
I'm not, I'm, uh,
I'm trying to make some light of it, maybe.
I mean, what do you want me to do, hit him?
We don't have to do that.
[phone buzzing]
[West] Yes sir, go for West.
Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.
No, I appreciate it.
Mm-hmm, all right, thank you.
[bell chimes]
- Yeah? - That was the DA.
I'm cleared to go back to work.
Great.
That means I'm in charge of enforcing the punishment.
Hey, buddy.
Did you have a good day at school?
[students chattering]
Nice to see you again.
[engine rumbling]
- [camera clicks] - [upbeat Latin music]
[photographer speaking Spanish]
[Ramon clucks tongue]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
- [upbeat music continues] - [people singing in Spanish]
[camera clicks]
[photographer speaking Spanish]
[door thuds] [bag slams down]
[Ramon groans]
[zipper zings]
[plastic crinkling]
[man speaking Spanish]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
[man speaking Spanish]
[man chuckles]
- [upbeat Latin music continues] - [people singing in Spanish]
[photographer speaking Spanish]
[camera clicks]
[steam hissing]
[camera clicks]
[man speaking Spanish]
[traffic rumbling]
[man speaking Spanish]
[people speaking Spanish]
[man speaking Spanish]
[doors thudding]
[lock clicks]
[engine rumbling]
- [engine continues rumbling] - [lighter clicking]
- [people chattering] - [cuffs clicking]
[door slams]
[people chattering]
[door clicks]
- [shiv impacts] - Ah, shit, ah!
[Smiley grunting]
[inmate groaning]
[people chattering]
[people continue chattering]
- [sneakers squeaking] - [both grunting]
- [metal clanging] - [Redbird groaning]
- [TV blaring] - [Redbird continues groaning]
- [Redbird choking] - [sneakers squeaking]
[Redbird continues choking]
- [Smiley gasping] - [TV blaring]
[Smiley gasping]
[Man On TV] I'm working 12 hours a day out there,
and flipping those goddamn Jeeps,
and this is what you do?
[Smiley gasping]
[Woman On TV] All right, baby.
- [TV blaring] - [Smiley gasping]
[Man On TV] Just don't talk to me, I'm still nervous.
- [alarm blaring] - [Smiley gasping]
[inmates shouting]
[Smiley gasping]
[metal clanging]
- [inmates shouting] - [alarm continues blaring]
[phone buzzing]
[alarm continues blaring]
[Holt Lightfeather] Is it done?
Yeah.
Well, thanks for the heads up.
Now, when you get out, I'm gonna send you someone
who will walk you through it, everything, capisce?
[Smiley] Yes.
Good, enjoy your freedom.
[Holt chuckles]
[door slams]
[Cap] I want your message signed before end of shift.
Please, don't make me say this every fuckin' day.
Get the major off my ass, will ya?
And who keeps drawing dicks on my blackboard?
That would be me, Cap!
- [Cap] Of course. - [Frosty] Okay.
- [Man] That's Frosty's dick. - [Cap] Just dreaming, Frosty?
- [Ty] That is mine. - [Cap] All right, all right.
- [Ty] That|s a farm-raised clit!
- [Cap] Okay! That|s enough, buddy! Listen up.
- [all laughing] - [Frosty] Okay, all right.
- [Frosty] All right. - Oh, and the man himself!
[all cheering]
- [Ty] Who's this guy? - [Frosty] Look who's back!
[West] I don't mean to interrupt,
I just had to say really quickly, guys,
I just wanna thank the big man up above that y'all have me.
Some real motherfuckin' police, in the house,
but I'm just playing, I'm just kidding.
I would dream of doing this job
with any other group of dirtbags.
Hey Frosty, that's a nice dick.
- Was that yours? - [Frosty] Thank you, yes!
- [Cap] All right. - [West] Vacation.
Gimme something, gimme some, gimme some.
[Cap] All right, all right, settle, settle.
- [Frosty] Recognize. - [Cap] Settle!
[Frosty] Sorry.
[Cap] West, we were just going over first shift notes.
A gang-related shooting on 129th.
Surenos and 107s are beefing.
Yep.
[Cap] So, you and Ty are back on rippin' and runnin'.
Guns and drugs, people!
- [West] You ready? - [Ty] Let's get on it.
- [West] All right, let's go. - [Cap] Move out.
Fuck around and find out, baby.
- [Ty] Let's go. - [Cap] All right.
What's up with Jackie?
How long is he suspended for?
Two weeks, man.
Shit, he's a fuck up like his old man, huh?
[West] Oh man, don't I know it.
[Ty] Tess must be killing him.
She tore his fucking head off, man.
I swear to God, I almost felt bad for him.
- [Ty] Poor kid. - [West] But listen, man,
he's in counseling, grounded, the whole bit.
He'll straighten out.
I don't know, man, these kids today.
Something ain't right, you know?
Just feels different.
It is different.
Fuck it, let's go shake some trees, man.
Let's do it.
[West] Let's light 'em up.
[siren wailing]
[engine rumbling]
[engine continues rumbling]
- [reggaeton music] - [people singing in Spanish]
[engine rumbling]
[woman speaking Spanish]
[people murmuring in Spanish]
[people chattering in Spanish]
[people shouting in Spanish]
- [people banging on walls] - [people shouting in Spanish]
- [upbeat music] - [people singing in Spanish]
[Ramon sniffs]
- [upbeat music continues] - [people singing in Spanish]
- [Yannick speaking Spanish] - [Ramon speaking Spanish]
- [people screaming] - [people banging on walls]
- [upbeat music] - [Yannick speaking Spanish]
[radio clicks]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
[Yannick laughs]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
[Yannick speaking Spanish]
[people gasping]
[people continue gasping]
- [door clicks] - [engine idling]
- [crickets chirping] - [traffic rumbling]
[Ramon knocking]
[door rattling]
[Ramon panting]
[traffic roaring]
[Ramon panting]
[hand smacking]
[footsteps thudding]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Lago.
Lago?
Lago!
Mijo, you're okay.
You're okay, buddy.
Get some water.
You're okay, buddy.
Drink some water, you're okay, buddy.
You're okay, buddy.
[Yannick grunting]
[Yannick speaking Spanish]
It's okay, it's okay.
[Yannick grunting]
[Yannick panting]
- We can divide the money! - [gun firing]
When he gets out, he don't have no pants on.
- [all laughing] - Just the trench coat!
There it is.
He was like, rock hard, just solid.
It was a big ass dick, right?
[Ty] How'd you miss that?
Listen man, it was dark.
Third shift, bro.
- How is that an excuse, man? - [Frosty] How could you not?
[Nix] It's the perfect excuse!
Supercop over here, man.
- [Nix] I feel you, man, but I couldn't see!
- I would have to miss that one. - [all laughing]
[West] Which one of you handcuffed him?
This one, you know I wasn't gonna do it.
Yeah, listen, he had a blue diamond cutter
the whole booking.
[all laughing]
I was fed up.
[phone buzzing]
[West] Hey, go for West.
Copy, en route.
10-54.
- [Frosty] Ah, sucks to be you. - [Nix] Tough, man.
- Catch you guys later. - [Nix] See you around.
- [Nix] See ya! - [Frosty] Don't run
into any dicks!
- [Nix] Ha, that's Frosty. - [Ty] Fuck off!
[all laughing]
[engine rumbling]
[doors slam]
[insects chirping]
- Oh boy. - Oi.
Excuse me, sir?
Hey, buddy.
Oh, he ain't for it.
[insects chirping]
[traffic rumbling]
[West] Hey, Texas ID, man! Brownsville!
Hey Ty, check his right forearm.
[Ty] Surenos 13.
What's he doing under there?
[metal clanking]
[West] Hey brother, you recognize this stamp?
[Ty] You know I do.
Gulf Cartel.
[door bangs]
[West] Fuck!
- [insects chirping] - [traffic rumbling]
Jesus, fuck.
[buzzer rings]
[insects chirping]
[Ginger sighs]
[Ginger] Oh, Georgie!
Georgie, Georgie, oh, my boy!
Ahaha, haha!
Oh, baby!
Oh, look at you!
[Smiley] How you doin', Ma?
Oh, much better now, baby.
Oh, oh, you're so fit and strong, look at you!
[Ginger laughs]
Let's get the hell outta here.
[people chattering]
- [train chugging] - [train whistle toots]
[Ginger] Oh my goodness, they're good.
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm.
Oh, hey.
I need to give you that.
[people murmuring]
Mickey will be here soon.
[Smiley] How is Mick?
Oh, you know, Mickey.
[Mickey] Oh, will you look what the fucking cat dragged in?
Hey, just,
heard you did real good in there.
I'm proud of you.
[train whistle toots]
[Ginger] You gonna get something to eat, Mick?
Am I late, am I late?
No, you're not late, Mick.
Go get some food.
[Ginger] It's just a buffet, you go help yourself.
No, thank you.
[phone buzzing]
Excuse me.
Where do you think you're going?
Sit down, keep my ma company.
[Ginger] Just relax, let him do his business, huh?
Aren't you gonna eat nothin'?
[Mickey] Mm-mm, they got Gooks working in the kitchen, Ging.
It's pancakes, Mick.
[crickets chirping]
[engine idling]
[scanner crackling]
[door clicks]
[door slams]
[phone buzzing]
- [Holt] Is he there? - Yeah.
- The phone? - He's right here.
[Holt] So, how does it feel?
What?
Freedom.
You see, unlike you, they say that I murdered two people,
but not on tribal ground.
So I guess I'll never get outta here.
[Holt chuckles]
Anyway, you see that guy sitting next to you?
[Smiley] Yeah.
[Holt] Well, you listen to him as if he were me.
Hopefully, this is the last time we speak.
Everything runs through him.
- You understand? - Yes.
Good!
I am no longer in your debt.
Give him back the phone.
I know he's a white boy, but he saved my life.
Let's see how he does.
All right, got it.
What's your relationship like with 107?
[Smiley] I know 'em.
We need you to convince 'em
they need to start going through us.
They're buying from a group from Cali, New Generation,
and it's causing a lot of problems for our partners.
Who are your partners, the Surenos?
I'll see what I can do.
[Jai] We also need these people from California
to understand they aren't welcome here.
You understand what I'm saying to you?
We're gonna start you off with 10 keys.
Where's your phone at?
That motherfucker stays with you at all times.
It's for my calls only, nobody else's.
Get the fuck outta my car.
Have a nice day.
[traffic rumbling in distance]
[door creaks]
[door slams]
[plastic crinkles]
[Ramon] Let's go.
[engine rumbling]
[Ramon speaking Spanish]
Bien.
Good kid.
Ruby!
This is Lago, he's gonna help you out for a little bit.
[Ruby speaking Spanish]
Si.
[Ruby] Vamos!
[Lago speaking Spanish]
Be strong.
[door slams]
[Ruby] It's a shame what happened to Yannick.
How many times did I tell you to fix those trucks?
[fist thuds]
Do you know how many fucking people died?
Told you to fix those trucks.
Where are my daughter's inhalers?
You don't have 'em?
Get the fuck outta here, go.
[pen scritching]
"“Describe the crime scene."”
How the fuck you supposed to do that?
43 dead motherfuckers in a semi.
Fuckin' bullshit.
90% paperwork, 10% action.
[Ty] Well, I never would've signed up.
[Cap] How you coming with the paperwork?
[Ty] I was thinking, Cap, secretaries.
Good looking ones.
Uh-huh, I'll turn it in at the next budget meeting.
Listen, you two are going down to 63rd Street.
Right now, for what?
The feds picked up that case
on the interstate trafficking.
They're putting together a joint task force,
and I am putting you two on it.
Don't make me look like an asshole.
- [horn honks] - [door opens]
[door shuts]
What tribe?
Sac and Fox.
[Ramon] Bag's in the back.
[zipper zings]
[Alo] You said, "“ten"”.
There's only nine in here.
[zipper zings]
You'll hear from us.
I hope so.
[door slams]
[hand slamming]
[Tess] Jack, open the door.
[Jack] I'm not going, I already told you,
I don't need fucking therapy!
And listen, you already have my phone, I can't leave,
I'm feeling very punished!
[Tess] Jack, open the door! Get in the car.
Let's go, please.
I know you don't understand this,
but I'm trying to help you.
Sue me. I don't want you to settle for a GED,
and a fucking fast food job,
because I know that you are better than that.
God, you know what, Tess?
You know, maybe I'm not.
Maybe that's my fucking destiny, right?
Would that be so horrible?
You have no fucking clue what you're talking about, okay?
[Jack] Oh, and you fucking do?
How about you tell me this;
what do you do all day?
That's really nice.
Fuck you, Jack!
You know I'm trying, but you make it really, really hard.
You used to like me,
when your dad and I first got together.
Do you remember that?
[Jack] No.
Okay.
[Tess sighs]
I will go to the appointment, then,
since we've already paid for it.
And while I'm gone, if I see you leave on the Ring,
I promise you, you will regret the day you were born.
[Jack sighs]
[door thuds]
[engine rumbling]
Fuckin' bitch.
[someone tapping]
[Colby tapping]
[Jack] Hey! How long have you been out there?
Long enough.
She's gone.
You look so fucking hot when you get mad.
Yeah, I don't, I don't know,
they found some fucking therapist at church.
I don't know, fuck all that.
[Colby] So what, we got like an hour?
[birds chirping]
[lips smacking]
I wanna show you something.
[zipper zings]
[Jack] What is this?
[Colby spits]
[foil crinkling]
[lighter clicks]
[dogs barking]
[smoke hissing]
[Colby exhales]
[birds chirping]
[lighter clicks]
[smoke hissing]
[Jack exhales]
[Jack moans]
[Jack] Holy fuck!
Jack, I love you.
You too.
[water hissing]
[hip hop music]
♪ Got my old number ♪
♪ It's gonna be a cold summer ♪
♪ Cocaine deaths, she's a goner ♪
♪ It's gonna be a cold summer ♪
♪ Going out until the morning ♪
♪ It's gonna be a cold summer ♪
♪ Got no peace and love ♪
♪ It's gonna be a cold summer ♪
♪ Can't let the people on us ♪
[Juice] What's up with it?
[Smiley] The Juice is loose, baby!
- What's good, bro? - What's up?
How you doing, bro? I ain't seen you in a minute.
When they let you out?
Yesterday.
Your cousin Jarel's in there.
Hey bro, you been gone for a minute.
I don't fuck with that nigga like that.
Nigga got short iced, straight up.
They pulled his papers, PC now.
Big Dink's in there too, G-Pop.
Big Dink could put you down, for real, man.
What's up with you, bro?
What you doing out here on the north?
I came to talk about Cali.
Hey Deuce, give me a minute, bro.
♪ Be a cold summer ♪
♪ Ain't nothing to pick up on us ♪
♪ It's gonna be a cold summer ♪
♪ Rolling up with two ♪
So, Cali.
What's up, man, you taking a trip, what?
I can't leave the state,
but I have some new friends,
and they asked me to come speak with you
about ending this problem between you and the Surenos.
New friends?
I know these new friends, like who you talking about, bro?
The IBH.
♪ It's gonna be a cold summer ♪
And I have a feeling if we don't work this out,
things might get worse.
So what?
I'mma just go through you?
That's it. That's the only thing that's gonna change for me,
and I ain't gonna have no more smoke
with the Mexicans, what?
That's it.
♪ Whether I can buffer my feelings ♪
♪ Leave me alone, win-win ♪
There's one more thing they want.
[Ruby speaking Spanish]
[Ruby continues speaking Spanish]
Okay?
[Ruby continues speaking Spanish]
Okay?
[Ruby continues speaking Spanish]
[Lago speaking Spanish]
[Ruby speaking Spanish]
[Beatty] For those of you who don't watch the news,
43 bodies were found on 169, outside of Tulsa,
and they were all cowboyed in.
Next slide!
Yannick Paquio, Surenos 13 Gulf Cartel,
known coyote and smuggler,
was found with four in his chest at the scene
under the driver's side wheel well.
Uncut, raw fentanyl, likely left behind
by whoever put four into our coyote.
These were also found at the scene.
44 Polaroids, one of each of our dead migrants,
plus one more than we found in the truck.
Slide, please.
Looks to be of Mexican descent.
If he's not dead,
they probably got him driving, or processing.
This is officers West and Tyson,
SID, TPD, respectively.
Would you like to add anything?
Not really.
But for what it's worth,
those bodies were still warm when we showed up.
[Beatty] Can you tell us anything
about the local landscape?
Everyone's represented here.
The IBH, Surenos, Crips, Aryans, you got the Irish.
Had a couple New Generation members from California, lately.
You know, with the fentanyl and the new P2P,
it's just the Wild West out here.
I mean, murders are off the charts, ODs, it's uh, it's hard.
[Beatty] Thank you.
For those of you from outta town,
Oklahoma is a little different.
Unlike our Lone Star friends to the south,
this is not an narco state,
so everything runs through the Indian Brotherhood.
Slide, please.
And all from inside our state pen.
This is Holt Lightfeather, war chief of the IBH,
serving life at Big Mac, under 24 hour lockdown.
Nothing moves in and out of this state without his approval,
and he works lock in step with the Sureno cell leader.
Next slide.
Ramon Garza.
Now, between the two of them,
they control I-35, 40 and 44.
All the fentanyl and meth
that comes in and out of the state.
So even if Garza wasn't our trigger man,
he was definitely involved.
Aside from a bunch of dead cheerleaders,
43 dead migrants
is about as bad as PR gets in this climate.
So, the story's not going away unless we make it.
So everybody, work your sources,
work together,
find Garza.
- [upbeat Latin music] - [man singing in Spanish]
- [upbeat Latin music continues] - [man singing in Spanish]
[muffled Latin music]
[Juice] Yeah, that's the whip right there.
The one with the Cali plates.
- [upbeat Latin music continues] - [man singing in Spanish]
All right, bro.
There's gonna be two New Generation cats up in there.
One with a baby face, one with face tats.
- [Smiley] Where are you going? - I'm gonna take a look.
No!
I need a piss, relax.
[door slams]
[Juice] Man, you know he gonna be the only white boy
up in there, right?
- [upbeat Latin music continues] - [man singing in Spanish]
[urine trickling]
[door clicks]
[Juice] So, they in there?
[Mickey sighing]
Oh, they're in there.
[Juice] Man, I did my part.
Now, where the bag at, man?
Let see what we talking about.
[zipper zings]
Oh yeah, we in the game.
Hell yeah, brother.
[zipper zings]
Well, shit bro, I'm about to head out.
You gonna stick around,
better make this look like some cartel shit.
Oh yeah?
You got any other ideas, Booker T.?
[Juice scoffs]
Man, you lucky I fuck with your nephew,
you fuckin' moon cricket.
Man, I'm gonna fuck with you though, man.
Be safe.
Hit my line, all right?
Crazy ass motherfucker.
[crickets chirping]
[door slams]
[muffled Latin music]
We gotta make it look like the Mexicans did this shit?
That's what he just said, Mick.
Well, I didn't like the way he said it, you know?
No, I don't know.
And you gotta be careful.
Someone's gonna put a bullet in your head
if you keep talking like that.
This isn't 1950.
[Ty] I mean, to be honest with you,
her thighs were a bit big for me.
- [Tess] That's it? - [Ty] Yeah, they were jiggly.
They were too big.
Come on, she was a nice girl!
I had worked really hard setting that up,
and you just, you have to lower your expectations.
- [Ty] Lower my expectations? - [Tess] Yes.
Oh, you better listen to her, Ty!
I think a lot of women may disagree with you.
- Oh yeah? - [Ty] Yeah, I like being single.
I don't, I don't wanna have my own kids.
I have Jack and Jayla.
Enough for me.
And I think, at the end of the day,
you have to be kind of crazy to wanna be with a cop.
Yep.
[Tess] Hey Layne, stop doing that, I'll do it.
You wanna put Jayla to bed?
Yes, I do.
[Tess] Thank you, sweetie.
Let you take over, let the boss take over.
[Ty] Daddy of the year!
"Pig liked to get dirty.
"He frankly," what's that word?
- Rank. - [West] He was rank?
Ew!
"His paws could be frightful, his fur often,"
what's that word?
- Stank. - [West] Stank.
- Oh my god. - [Ty laughing]
Ooh, she's out.
Thank you.
[Ty] What's going on with Jack?
I'm out here all night,
and he doesn't come out and say hello.
You can try.
He has not left his room since we grounded him.
[chair scrapes]
Good luck.
[bright electronic music]
[Jack sniffs]
[bright electronic music continues]
[Ty knocking]
I am not hungry.
[Ty] Good, 'cause I don't got food.
Open up the door.
Fuck.
[door clicks]
[Jack] What's up, Ty?
You're either jerking off, or building a bomb.
Don't tell me which one.
[Ty chuckles]
[Jack] I'm grounded.
I'm sure they told you already.
Yeah, they did.
Pretty fucking stupid, kid, I'm not gonna lie to ya.
Dad said you got a girlfriend.
What's up with that?
Ah, she's ugly, huh?
[Ty chuckles]
Just fucking with you, man.
Is she cool?
Nah man, she's cool.
Yeah.
She's cool.
Hey Jack, do me a favor, man.
Be careful.
I'm not talking about condoms.
The other shit.
People are dropping like flies out there.
I don't want you to be one of 'em.
You hear me?
And don't be afraid to call me sometime, like you used to.
Hit a game, or something.
Okay man.
Yeah, I'll hit you up.
Yeah, you're almost old enough to be my wing man now.
[both chuckle]
I love you, kid.
So does everyone in that other room, you hear me?
[crickets chirping]
[door clicks]
[Jack sighs]
[Mickey] Come on, come on, stop moving.
Come on, stop moving.
[gang member grunting]
Please.
Stop moving, man.
Oh come on, bro.
[gang member grunting]
Do you know how much I hate you people?
California,
your avocados,
electric cars.
Big bunch of douchebags.
You're all hypocrites.
You know that, right?
Your insane wealth.
Well, shit.
[Smiley breathing]
Hey man, I voted for Obama.
No, no I thought about voting for Obama.
I don't know what I was doing.
[Smiley gasping]
[tape squeaking]
[gang member grunting]
It's okay, you're okay.
[Mickey grunting]
Not my fuckin' knees.
Don't ever get old, Georgie.
[water splashing]
[gang members burbling]
How's that for sending a fuckin' message?
[gang members burbling]
[engine rumbling]
[phone buzzes]
[shifts into park]
[Junkie] What's up, man? [door shuts]
- [Lago] It's good. - [Junkie] What you got for me?
[Lago] I've got Gray and Clear.
What's the ticket on the Grays?
[Lago] 60.
All right, I'll take two of 'em.
Damn, bro.
All right, I'll hit you up.
- [phone buzzes] - [engine rumbling]
[door clicks]
[Junkie] Give me one White, two Gray!
[door slams]
One and one.
[engine rumbling]
[Lago speaking Spanish]
[Drug Addict] One white.
[Junkie] I want two Gray.
Thank you.
[engine rumbling]
Hey, I need two Gray.
[smoke hissing]
[junkie exhales]
Hey man, thank you.
Hey, you wanna hit it?
[engine rumbling]
[phone buzzes]
[door rattling]
[cartel member whistles]
[engine rumbling]
[cartel member speaking Spanish]
[birds chirping]
[cartel member speaking Spanish]
Okay, gracias.
[door alarm dinging]
[camera clicks]
- [hip hop music] - [man rapping in Spanish]
- [hip hop music continues] - [man rapping in Spanish]
[muffled hip hop music]
[door thuds]
[woman speaking Spanish]
Si.
[woman speaking Spanish]
[Lago speaking Spanish]
[woman speaking Spanish]
- [water trickling] - [police radios crackling]
[Ty] You know these dudes?
I know they're narcos, but they ain't local Surenos.
[Ty] My money says New Generation.
Surenos sending a message.
Let's go to the club.
[police radios crackling]
- [sirens wailing] - [police radios crackling]
[Beatty] Do either of these gentlemen look familiar to you?
[Woman] I haven't seen them.
Hey, how do you hit the fast forward on this?
[Woman] Fast forward, rewind, play.
There it is. [hits button]
[Ty sighs]
[West] Hey man, wait, wait, wait, rewind that for a second.
You see that?
[Cap] What's The Hoop doing here?
- [Ty] Uh-huh. - [Cap] Who is The Hoop?
[West] Mickey Greene, Irish Mob.
[Ty] Mickey the Hoop?
Yeah, play that.
Run it back.
Okay, freeze it.
Oh shit.
[West] Fuck is Ramon doing with The Hoop for?
[birds chirping]
[footsteps tapping]
[Tess knocking]
[Tess] Jackie, leaving for church in 10, wake up.
[Jack sighs]
[Tess knocks]
Jack, come on!
[footsteps tapping]
[birds chirping]
[birds continue chirping]
[foil crinkling]
[lighter clicks]
- [smoke hissing] - [footsteps tapping]
- [Tess knocks] - Jack!
[Jack] I'm coming.
[Preacher] When have you experienced or witnessed
that threshold moment in your life?
The kind of milestone moment,
in which two major chapters have taken place?
A beginning and an ending.
Do you have something in mind?
Can you name a few?
Well, sometimes they're really big,
they're the major events.
A birth, going off to school, a promotion at work,
a really great meal with a family, the ones you love.
- These moments can be filled- - [Tess] Jack, sit up.
- [Preacher] ...with all sorts of emotion.
You can name these emotions.
- It's a milestone moment. - [Tess] Jack, sit up.
We might feel joy, we might feel anticipation,
anxiousness, they'll test you,
they'll make you feel--
- Sit up, sit up. - Fucking stop, Jesus!
Jack!
What's the matter?
[Jack whispering] Okay, this is all bullshit.
- [Tess] Oh my God. - [West] What'd you say?
- This is all bullshit. - Shh.
No, I said this is all fucking bullshit!
There's no fucking God.
That guy doesn't know what the fuck he's talking about.
- [West] Jack, Jack- - No, no, no.
I'm not gonna fucking sit down.
All of your tithing just pays for his kids
to stay in private school,
and pay for his country club membership.
[West] All right, I'm done.
You're all fucking sheep.
[congregation murmuring]
- I'm sorry. - [Tess] No, let him go.
I'm sorry.
Sorry.
[Preacher] Who says church can't have
a little excitement in the morning?
[congregation laughing]
I think it's time for us to move on to the benediction.
[organ music]
What are we gonna do?
We're gonna find another church, all right?
I don't care about those people, Layne.
He hates me.
I don't know what I did to him that was so horrible.
I mean, what did I do to him?
[West] Hey, hey, okay, listen, you didn't do anything.
He's a messed up kid, a teenager.
You know what that's like.
Yeah, but it feels different.
[West] Right, I know it feels different, but it's not.
It's 'cause we're on the other end of it.
It's not your fault.
[phone buzzing]
- Oh baby, I gotta take this. - [Tess] Mm-hmm.
[Tess sighs]
All right, Jay-Jay,
you wanna go outside and play for a minute?
Mommy and daddy need to talk, all right?
[Jayla] Okay, Daddy.
I'm so sorry.
I'm gonna find him the moment I get off.
No, I don't want you to find him.
What?
You need to let him go.
I don't want him in my house, okay?
So just, I'll see when you get home, okay?
[door slams]
[birds chirping]
Put your hand over there.
Hoagie, no, fuckin' traffic cop.
[West] Hey man, I ain't fuckin' around with you today.
You run, I'mma shoot your ass.
[cuffs clicking]
[Mickey] Thanks, hoagie.
[Patrolman] What should I do with this?
[West] Let me see.
These handcuffs feel familiar.
[Mickey] There's always a first time, huh?
[Ty] Oh damn, Mickey.
You're back on the gack?
[Mickey] That ain't mine, get the fuck outta here.
- [Ty] We got it from here, Hoge. - [Patrolman] All right.
- [Ty] Mickey the Hoop. - [Mickey chuckles]
Ain't no one called me that in a while.
You know why they call him The Hoop, right?
Nah, why do they call him The Hoop?
[Ty] Hey, tell my friend West here
why they call you The Hoop.
[West] Yeah, tell me.
Nah, it's a long story.
[Ty] Haha! It's not that long of a story.
Once upon a time, when Mickey did his first bid at Big Mac,
he wanted to join up with the Irish boys,
but nobody could fuckin' stand him.
Wouldn't stop running his mouth,
so they made him a mule.
Oh yeah?
Yeah, and at that, he was a legend.
See, as big as his mouth was,
turns out the other end was even bigger.
Guy could hoop anything.
An ounce of smack, cellphone, shivs.
Shit, I heard you once, you once gangstered a .38
right inside of your ass.
With a moon clip.
[Ty laughs]
Well, my mother always says everyone has a talent.
And your mother oughta know, Ty.
He's got mama jokes today.
[Mickey] What?
What the fuck?
What the fuck you clowns want from me, huh?
It's Sunday.
I got two dead bodies at 69th Street Pool.
That's a shame.
No one teach 'em how to swim?
[West] Well, their Escalade was at Haze,
and we saw you on the camera, Mickey.
Well.
[Ty] What were you doing at Haze?
Not exactly a typical spot for us Irish, right?
Especially an old bigot like you.
Well, Ty.
You know, I'm getting older.
Thinking a lot, about my legacy.
Maybe finally procreating,
passing on my lineage.
Mexicans, they a very fertile people, know what I mean?
[West] Heard your nephew's out.
He knows you're twisting the pipe again?
Told you, that ain't mine, that ain't mine.
[Ty] Ooh, "“ain't mine!"”
[West] I'm just gonna book you on this right now,
and we'll fast track that paperwork,
we'll get you back on the yard hooping by Tuesday.
How do you know Ramon Garza?
I don't know that freak.
[West] Shut the fuck up, we got you on camera.
You were in the back room together.
Do not fuckin' know the man!
Aight?
He's big time, ooh.
Besides, I don't deal with the Mexicans, just the Indians.
The what?
Who, the Natives?
That's not, that is not what I said.
Yeah, you should start saying something right now.
I'mma get 'em to throw the book at you.
Easy 10, easy.
Come on, man.
I ain't--
Hey, come on what?
Fuck.
[Mickey groans]
What's up, what's up, Mick?
- [Mickey] Come on, bro. - What?
- [Mickey] Yeah.
How bad you want it? You want it?
What, are you gonna play with me all day?
Take it.
Oh, it is yours.
Fuckin' yours.
Yeah.
It's windy out here, can I sit in the car?
Hey man, go ahead and get in the front seat.
[Ty] Hey, that's my fuckin' seat.
[car door opens]
[lighter clicking]
[West] See, I don't care what you're into.
I don't even care about them New Generation cats.
I want Ramon Garza,
and I don't fuckin' care how you have to get him, all right?
You hear me?
- Yeah. - [Mickey exhales]
Yeah.
[Mickey] All right?
[West] Fuckin' mine now.
[Mickey exhales]
- [footsteps tapping] - [birds chirping]
[dog barking]
[gate clacks]
- [Jack knocking] - [hip hop music]
[Jack] Hey, man.
Is it cool if I crash?
Mi casa es su casa.
Come on.
- [Ryan] 'Sup, Doobs? - [Doobs] Yo.
You wanna play?
I've been whoopin' Doobie's ass all fuckin' day.
[Jack] Nah, nah, I'm good, man.
[Ryan] What's been up?
[Jack] I just freaked out on my parents.
[Ryan] Man, fuck your parents!
You wanna hit that bong?
[Jack] Yeah.
[bong burbles]
♪ You can hate on me all day it doesn't matter ♪
♪ 'Cause we're dynamite ♪
♪ Who, who the fuck are you ♪
♪ Fuck I know then I'm like ooh ♪
[Jack coughing]
You're dog shit, Ryan, not even gonna lie.
[Ryan] Fuck you, Doobie.
[Doobie] You're ass man, get outta here.
[Ryan] Man, fuck you, watch this.
♪ Meditating, burning sage, and reading Tarot cards ♪
Hey, can I borrow your phone to call Colby?
[Ryan] Yeah, man.
- [phone rings] - [indistinct lyrics]
[Colby on phone] Oh hey, baby.
Your mom let you go to Ryan's?
[Ryan] Colby, suck my dick!
[Jack] Hey, shut the fuck up!
I'll beat your ass, Doobie.
Sorry, he's fuckin' stoned.
No, I uh, I freaked out at church and I dipped.
[Colby] I'm so sorry, babe.
Are you okay?
[Jack] Yeah, yeah, I'm cool.
Um, just gonna stay here tonight, though.
Thought maybe you'd wanna come over and hang with me?
His parents are outta town, so.
Well, I'm taking my mom to the mall,
and then I'll come over, okay?
- [Jack] Oh, okay, yeah. - [Colby] I'll see you in a bit.
Oh hey, um,
uh, could you bring by some more of that stuff
you had the other day?
[Colby] Yeah, love you.
Love you, too.
Yo, Doobie, come suck my dick!
- [door rattling] - [Ramon whistles]
[Cartel Henchman] Come on, let's go, let's go!
Close it up.
[liquid trickling]
[Javi spits]
[Javi coughs]
[Ramon] Let the chemicals sit with the gasoline for an hour.
The meth will harden, rise to the top.
Break the crystals, fish 'em out, dry them, bag 'em.
Right?
Get up.
And the ivory?
Good.
[Javi speaking Spanish]
I'm proud of you.
[birds chirping]
[door clicks]
Two Gray, please.
What's your name?
Um, Lago.
Do you speak English?
- [Lago] Yeah, yeah, no I do. - [Lago chuckles]
[Colby speaking Spanish]
[Lago speaking Spanish]
[Colby speaking Spanish]
[birds chirping]
[zipper zings]
[Colby speaking Spanish]
See you around.
[door slams]
[phone buzzes]
[engine rumbling]
[crickets chirping]
[police radio crackling]
[Mickey sighs]
I gotta go home, man.
Shit's been a fucked up day.
- [Ty] Mickey? - [Mickey] What?
Are you with fuckin' with us?
Fuck you, man.
I told you what I know, all right?
And how do you know?
Everybody talks.
It's an open secret.
Tweakers, they know everything on the street.
And they told me the warehouse is on this block,
but like I said, I don't know which one.
[crickets chirping]
[West sighs]
[car beeps]
Is that him?
[doors slam]
- [Mickey] Yeah. - [West] Mm-hmm.
- [West] That's him. - [Mickey sighs]
- Fuck, fuck, okay. - [West] What?
I'm gonna get out of the car now.
Don't you fucking move, Mick, Mick?
Just stay still, stay still right now.
[engine rumbling]
[police radio crackling]
[West] They make us?
[Mickey] We're in an unmarked cop car.
I'm sure he didn't notice.
[Ty] Shut the fuck up.
[engine rumbling]
[West] This is him.
[engine revving]
[West] Where is he?
[Ty] He's two cars up.
- [Ty] Come on, here he is. - [West] Oh, right there.
[Mickey] Can we just stop for bubble tea, huh?
Doesn't that sound like a better way to spend the time than
going up on him?
[Ty] Pulling off to the right.
Come on, motherfuckers.
[Mickey] Why you gotta be so close on him?
Just, pull back a little.
[West] You can pull off at the supermercado.
Fuck.
[crickets chirping]
[door slams]
[crickets chirping]
[West] That's him.
Call it in.
Can I get all available units at 5100 in Peoria?
Repeat, all available units, 5100 in Peoria.
[Dispatcher] Copy that.
[crickets chirping]
- [doors whir] - [scanner beeping]
[people murmuring]
[cart rattling]
[people murmuring]
[refridgerators humming]
[cart rattling]
[people murmuring]
[scanner beeping]
[plastic flapping]
[gun firing]
- [people shouting] - [West] Oh shit, shit, shit!
- Ugh. - [door rattling]
Fuck!
- [Ty] Ow, ow, fuck! - [both grunting]
[Ramon] Ah, fuck.
[Ty groaning]
[Ty coughing]
[sirens wailing]
- [Ty coughing] - [Ty gasping]
[Ty gurgling]
Ty!
[Ty gurgling]
[Ty wailing]
This is Officer West, I got a triple nine over here
at 5100 in Peoria.
Repeat, a triple nine, 5100 Peoria.
[Ty groaning]
[Ty] I'm fucked up.
Hey man, no, you're all right, you're all right,
just gonna keep pressure on it, you're gonna be okay.
All right?
[Ty groans]
I, I shot him.
[West] Yeah, you did.
Yeah, you got him, man.
[TV Host] Cut through butter, exactly.
And of course, gyros are, you know, a staple.
- [Co-Host] Yes, they are. - [Host] Of Greek cuisine.
[door thuds]
[Ginger] Who's there?
[TV Host] You're gonna kind of show us
what goes into a gyro.
[Co-Host] Well before I do that, I brought you a hat.
[TV Host] Oh, I've got a hat, yes.
- We'll just put on the, yes. - [Co-Host] Yes!
What's wrong, Mick?
[Co-Host] First, we have a traditional pita here.
And then of course, today and tomorrow you can get--
What?
Uh, nothin'.
[Co-Host] Family meals, and lots of good stuff.
Beer, wine.
[Host] And yeah, well we talked about the butter,
and we've talked about the dessert.
George, George, where's George?
[Ginger] He went out.
[TV Host] Not the best thing,
but you wanna have a little bit.
[TV Host] This is actually a pretty healthy meal.
[Ginger] Everything all right, everything all right?
Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry, sweetie.
Uh, where's George?
I told you, he's out.
Oh, okay.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
[TV Host] The food's a huge part of,
but there's also all kinds of--
[Ginger] I'm going to Benihana's later on.
[Mickey] What, where you going?
Benihana's?
[Mickey] Oh, what?
[Ginger] You been drinking again?
No, no, no.
[TV Host] Here in just a minute,
I'm gonna try this off the air,
'cause I'm just gonna make a mess
if I try to eat this on the air,
but I am definitely gonna sample some of this.
[Ginger] What is it, baby?
[TV Host] We've got people all around
that are kind of eyeing this right now, Gail.
Again, remind folks at home--
- [Ginger] Mick, what the hell-- - No, um.
I'm not hungry, Ging, I'm sorry.
[TV Co-Host] Again, it's at Holy Trinity
Greek Orthodox Church, and that's at 1220--
[door slams]
- [lighter clicks] - [smoke hissing]
[Mickey exhales]
[Mickey coughs]
[Mickey sighs]
[lighter clicks]
[Mickey panting]
♪ Baby went to Amsterdam ♪
♪ She put a little money into traveling ♪
♪ Now it's so slow, so slow ♪
♪ Baby went to Amsterdam ♪
I mean, there's nothing against it.
♪ So slow, so slow ♪
- [girl shrieks] - [water splashing]
♪ And I was heading up north ♪
♪ To a place that I know ♪
You wanna get outta here?
Yeah, yeah.
♪ Sleeping well ♪
♪ Four, five days for the big canal ♪
♪ It's so slow, so slow ♪
♪ And I was heading up north ♪
♪ To a place that I know ♪
♪ Eating well ♪
♪ Sleeping well ♪
What're you doing?
You know.
♪ Way out of line ♪
Oh, okay.
♪ Was stuck in my mind ♪
♪ Oh, it's some kind of stupid groove ♪
♪ That you can't ignore ♪
♪ Oh ♪
God, you look so fuckin' hot.
♪ Kind of natural fact ♪
♪ Sometimes you're just left to be ♪
- [smoke hissing] - ♪ Alone ♪
♪ Baby went to Amsterdam ♪
♪ Put a little money into traveling ♪
♪ Now it's so slow, so slow ♪
- ♪ Baby went to Amsterdam ♪ - Fuck.
♪ Four, five days for the big canal ♪
♪ Now it's so slow, so slow ♪
♪ And I got to get away ♪
What're you looking at?
♪ To a place of my own ♪
- ♪ Working hard ♪ - You.
♪ Fill my time ♪
♪ From that day on ♪
♪ 'Til I hit the bed ♪
- [monitors beeping] - [respirator hissing]
[door clicks]
Sir?
They told me that you were here.
You get any word on Garza?
We got a car stationed at the warehouse,
we got an APB out.
We're stopping anything going south, we'll find him.
You all right?
It's my fault.
No.
I left him alone.
[Beatty] You can't prepare for this shit, West.
I mean, academy, drill training.
It don't matter.
I've seen your file.
You're the real deal, you know,
and you made the best decision in the moment.
You know, during COVID,
when we closed the border,
a pound of meth went from $3,000
to $25,000.
Fentanyl was even more.
So they fuckin' know how to end this thing.
- [monitors beeping] - [respirator hissing]
The higher on the ladder you climb, the greater the view.
And you realize just how fucked we really are.
The reason we'll never win this war,
because it doesn't matter if they're Cartel,
or they're Natives,
their lives depend on this shit.
Their children's lives depend on this shit.
What we won't admit
is that our lives depend on it, too.
- [monitors beeping] - [respirator hissing]
[Guard] Holt, it's your attorney.
Yeah?
There's a problem, man.
I heard from one of my guys at TPD,
they picked up Mickey Greene.
You may know his nephew, George Greene, AKA Smiley.
And this concerns me how?
This concerns you because Ramon took out that cop.
So the, the cop's dead?
[Lawyer] From what I'm told,
doesn't look like he'll make it.
[Holt] Do we know where Ramon is?
[Lawyer] No.
Well, I suggest that we go find Ramon.
Understand? =
And what about Mickey?
Heh.
- You know. - [orange squelches]
[phone clacks]
[engine rumbling]
[engine continues rumbling]
You two ain't said shit since we left the house.
[cigarette sizzles]
Where the fuck we going?
Is this the silent game?
Everybody ignore Mickey?
You know what, fuck you.
Both of you, fuck you.
[Mickey sighs]
Why're we heading onto the rez, hm?
George, why we heading to the rez?
Georgie, hey George.
I fuckin' taught you everything.
Why're we going into the rez?
Georgie.
They know you were talking to the cops, Mick.
[Mickey panting]
Who fuckin' said that? Who?
Oh, fuck you.
They just wanted to know about the Mexicans, that's all.
They didn't care about our shit,
and they just, they don't care about that.
Swear to G, so there you go.
There it is, all better.
Turn the car around, let's go home!
You're gonna get me clipped
just to keep your connection, hm?
Blood's not thicker than water?
It's you or my baby, Mick.
Ain't no one taking my baby from me.
You made your bed.
Yeah?
[Mickey panting]
Listen, Georgie, uh...
Georgie, my little man.
I'm sorry, I am.
[Mickey shouting]
- Stop the car! - [brakes squealing]
[Ginger] Jesus, fuckin' lunatic.
[engine rumbling]
Where the hell's he going, fuckin' idiot.
[Mickey shouting]
George!
I made a mess, Georgie.
Oh, please.
[Mickey panting]
Please, please.
- George, Georgie, George-- - Fuck you, Mickey.
Please, please, Georgie!
- [gun firing] - [engine rumbling]
- [lighter cilcks] - [cigarette sizzling]
[insects chirping]
[phone beeps]
Yep.
We didn't make it all the way there.
[Gangster] Where you at?
Check your texts.
He's off Creek Nation Turnpike.
Mile marker 22, if you wanna see for yourself.
Send me the next address when you have it.
[Gangster] Lemme hit you back in a sec.
[insects chirping]
[birds chirping]
[birds continue chirping]
[engine rumbling]
[birds continue chirping]
[Jack sighs]
[Jack groaning]
[birds continue chirping]
Hey, Colby.
Hey Colby, wake up.
[Jack whimpers]
Colby?
Oh god, oh god!
Oh!
I don't know what to--
You're okay!
It's okay. You're okay.
I'm gonna call somebody.
[birds chirping]
- [phone buzzing] - [West sighing]
West.
[Jack] Dad, I fucked up.
Where are you?
- I'm at Ryan's. - [West] Okay, okay, okay.
I'm on my way.
What is it?
Oh God, Dad.
[Jack sobbing]
[Jack panting]
[foil rattling]
Oh, God! No.
Come on, please.
[lighter clicks]
- Come on, please. - [smoke hissing]
[birds chirping]
[Jack sighs]
[birds continue chirping]
Okay.
Yeah, yeah.
[engine revving]
[tires squeal]
[door alarm dinging]
[birds chirping]
- [West] Jack! - Dad, Dad, Dad!
- [West] Jack, what? - Dad, I'm over here!
[Jack sobbing]
- [West] Jack, Jack, what's- - [Jack] She's fucking dead, Dad!
- What? - [Jack] She's fucking dead!
- [West] What, you okay? - [Jack] She's dead.
[Jack sobbing]
- [West] You're okay, okay. - [Jack] Oh god, Dad!
[West] I gotta get on the phone, all right?
- [Jack] I fucked up I fucked up. - Okay, okay, come here.
Come here, come here, come here, come here.
I fucked up, I'm sorry!
[Jack sobbing]
- [West] It's okay. - [Jack] I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- It's okay. - [Jack] I'm sorry.
You're okay, you're okay.
You're okay, listen to me.
Listen to me, you're okay, you're breathing right now.
Your body is warm, you are okay, okay?
Breathe, breathe, okay?
- [Jack] Yeah. - [West] Uh-huh.
I'm so fucking happy you're okay.
- [West] Yeah. - [Jack sobbing]
- [gurney rattling] - [police radio crackling]
[West] Did y'all get ahold of your parents?
Hm, I can't have you hanging out here now, okay?
- Heard. - All right.
Hey, how you doing, you guys all right?
Yeah.
Take him home, I'll meet you guys there, okay?
I'm sorry.
Yeah?
- I'm sorry. - [Jack] Thanks.
- [birds chirping] - [police radios crackling]
Think we have something.
[plastic crinkling]
[West] Yeah, wanna log this for me?
- Absolutely. - I appreciate it.
- [birds chirping] - [police radio crackling]
[phone buzzing]
- Hey, go for West. - [Dispatcher] Hey, we found
the stash op.
I'm on my way.
[engine rumbling]
[door slams]
[phone buzzing]
- Hello? - [Ramon] Y ou know who this is?
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
[engine rumbling]
Look at me.
All right.
Let's go.
Go, go, go.
- Are you, are you shot? - [Ramon] Yeah.
- [Ramon] Have any more water? - [Lago] No, that's all I got.
[seat belt alarm chiming]
- [Ramon] Drive, drive. - [Lago] Where are we going?
[Ramon] This way.
[Beatty] We tailed the suspect
from a warehouse three blocks east of here.
SWAT's gonna take us in.
Medic stationed there.
The closest hospital is on 11th, it is Hillcrest.
Hopefully, we don't need that,
but if we do, local PD will escort.
Does anybody have anything else they want to add?
[police radio crackling]
West?
Anything?
Yeah.
Yeah, I got something to say.
You know, in the last 24 hours,
I've come to intimately understand
what we're up against here.
I ain't under any delusions
that after we take this house, or take Garza,
that another house, another Garza
just isn't gonna pop up, man. 'cause they fuckin' will.
I just can't believe what we're doing here.
What we do every day is for nothing.
I owe it to my kid, man.
I owe it to the people who can't help themselves.
Keep fighting, man.
[helicopter whirring]
- [steam hisses] - [SWAT] Hook set.
Rip it.
- [engine revving] - [door clattering]
[people shouting]
- [SWAT] Get on the ground! - [SWAT 2] Get on the ground!
- [SWAT] Hands up! - [SWAT 2] Get on the ground!
- [SWAT] Get down! - [SWAT 2] Get on the ground!
- [SWAT] Get down, get down! - [SWAT 2] Come on, down!
[West] Get down, get down, on the fucking ground.
You hear me, hey!
- [lively Latin music] - Hey buddy, come on.
Come on, I need you on the ground.
Hey man, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Bro, hey, hey!
I don't know what the fuck's wrong with you, pal!
[Nix] What the fuck's wrong with this guy?
Javi!
[speaking Spanish]
Javi!
[speaking Spanish]
[people speaking Spanish]
[West] Listen to them, you listen to them,
you listen to them!
- [people speaking Spanish] - [West] You listen to them!
- [gun fires] - [people screaming]
Fuck!
[people gasping]
[engine rumbling]
[lighter clicking]
[smoke hissing]
[Ramon exhales]
[Ramon] This whole fucking business, bro!
Everybody laughed at this city.
The cartel, they were interested in New York and Chicago.
But I saw the value here.
I saw the value of little people in the middle of America.
I built a relationship with the Natives.
I taught them how to eat.
I built this fuckin' place.
Look at me.
[gun clicks]
[Lago shuddering]
It's all over now.
Get out.
[Lago panting]
[door slams]
[flag flapping]
[Ramon groaning]
[engine rumbling]
- [sirens wailing] - [police radio crackling]
- [West whistles] - [West speaking Spanish]
[door slams]
[West speaking Spanish]
Fuck you, pig.
- I ain't telling you shit. - [Ruby spits]
Okay, okay, you're a gangster, huh?
That's cool.
I'm a gangster, too.
So I can do one of two things here.
I can put you on that bus back to Mexico with them,
or I leave you here,
and I hang everything in this house on your fucking head.
That's about 150 keys.
You got human trafficking, not to mention an OD,
and a cop in an ICU.
How about that?
You fuckin' get me?
[police radio crackling]
- Yeah. - [West] Yeah.
[West speaking Spanish]
- [knocking] - [Ramon] Yes?
Speak English?
- Si. - Good, take a fuckin' seat.
[Ginger] You wanted those?
- [Ramon] Thank you very much. - [Ginger] You bet.
Georgie, would you go to the bathroom please,
and get me a couple of towels, wet 'em with hot water?
[water trickles]
[Ramon] Are you a doctor?
Veterinarian's assistant.
[Jai chuckles]
We don't have a lot of time, brother.
- Okay. - [Ginger] Hold still.
- [Ramon groaning] - Easy, easy, easy.
Yeah, you ain't much different from a dog, are ya, hon?
Anyhow, I'm gonna have to get that slug out
before the lead settles.
Here, you might wanna bite it on that.
No, no.
Because this is gonna hurt.
Not a little, but a lot.
[Ramon] Wait, wait, wait, can we just maybe
leave it in a little bit?
We're about to leave, so-
Not if you wanna make it back down to Mexico, huh?
[Ramon] All right, just be gentle.
[Ginger] There we go. Gentle as a lamb.
- Yeah. - [Ramon] Doesn|t hurt!
- Nah, it doesn't hurt a bit. - [Ramon screams]
- All right, almost there. - [Ramon screams]
Hold your fuckin' head still.
- [Ramon screams] - Easy, boy, easy.
Easy, easy, there you go, hold still!
That's it, I got it, I got it out, yep.
- [Ramon] Fuck! - [bullet clinks]
[engine rumbling]
- [SWAT] I got the door. - [doors slamming]
[West] Hey let's move! Let's line up on the side.
Line up on the side.
Squeeze it up.
- [SWAT] Moving. - [SWAT] Moving.
- [SWAT] Move! - [footsteps thudding]
[footsteps thudding]
[Ginger] All right, bubba.
Now you're all set.
[Ramon groans]
Now what do ya say?
"“Thank you."”?
Thank you.
We got rid of a bad apple,
and I fixed your friend up here,
so my baby's out of your debt now, you understand?
Ma, come on, we gotta go.
No, Georgie, I want to hear the man say it.
Back to business.
Good.
I'll wait for your call.
[engine rumbling]
Yo, Smiley's on the move.
Let him go, man.
- [SWAT] Moving. - Move!
- [SWAT] Move! - [West] Line it up.
- Squeeze up. - [SWAT] Contact front!
[gunfire rattling]
- [SWAT] I'm hit! - [West] Get him in that room!
[gunfire rattling]
[gunfire bursts]
[glass tinkles]
[gunfire rattling]
- [both grunting] - [fists thudding]
[gunfire rattling]
[gunfire burst]
[SWAT] Reloading.
Cover me.
- [Ramon laughing] - [gunfire rattling]
[Ramon] Let's go, motherfuckers!
[gunfire rattling]
[gun clicking]
[gunfire rattling]
- [SWAT] Down! - [officers shouting]
- [SWAT] Get him out. - [gunfire rattling]
[SWAT] Reload, reload!
- [officers shouting] - [gunfire rattling]
[door thuds]
[Ramon] Come on, face it man, you're fucked!
- Goddamn, puto! - [gunfire rattling]
Load your gun!
[Jai] The fuck you wanna do, man?
- You sneaky motherfucker. - [gunfire rattling]
Hey!
- [SWAT] Backup! - [Frosty] Get him out!
- [gun clicks] - [gunfire rattling]
[sirens wailing]
[gunfire rattling]
[officers shouting]
[Officer] I'm down. [gunfire]
- [SWAT] Cover me! - [sirens wailing]
[gunfire rattling]
Fuck!
- [sirens wailing] - [helicopter whirring]
Fuck!
- [sirens wailing] - [helicopter whirring]
- [people murmuring] - [gentle guitar music]
[door creaks]
[toddler babbling]
- [people murmuring] - [games beeping]
[bell rings]
- [people murmuring] - [sirens wailing]
[people murmuring]
[upbeat Latin music]
[man singing in Spanish]
[man continues singing in Spanish]
[helicopter whirring]
[bracelet clicking]
[man continues singing in Spanish]
[Ramon crying]
[Ramon sniffling]
- [Sergeant] Ready, aim, fire! - [gun fires]
- Ready, aim, fire! - [gun fires]
Bugler, sound "Taps."
[somber bugle music]
[birds chirping]
[West sighs]
[birds chirping]
Oh man.
I should have been there for you, man.
I promise you, I'm gonna look after Jack.
I will look after the family, as I know you would, man.
Yeah, fuck around and find out.
[West sighs]
[engine rumbling]
[engine idling]
[West] You okay?
Yeah.
You know, he loved you like you were his own son.
[Jack] Yeah, I know. I, I loved him too.
[West] Yeah.
Man, I'm proud of you.
It hasn't been easy, and you've been through a lot.
You're about to go do something that's very hard,
but you will be stronger for it afterwards.
I love you.
[Jack sniffling]
[Jack] You coming back Saturday?
That's, uh, that's when visitors are allowed.
I'll be there, I promise you.
[Jack sniffling]
[door thuds]
[Jack] Hey.
[people chattering]
[door thuds]
[footsteps tapping]
[Ramon sighs]
[footsteps tapping]
- [door clicks] - [people chattering]
[door thuds]
[Inmate] Surenos 13 ain't shit, Homie!
[Inmate 2] What's up, Homie?
You gonna talk more shit?
[inmate shouting in Spanish]
[fists banging]
[Inmate] You a dead man.
New Generation set you up, Homie.
- [inmates shouting] - [inmate speaking Spanish]
[door clicks]
[fists banging]
[Inmate] Nice try, motherfucker!
Time to die, motherfucker.
- Motherfucker! - [inmates grunting]
Get the fuck off me, motherfucker!
[Inmate] Get on the motherfucking ground, bitch!
- [fists banging] - [inmates shouting]
[inmates grunting]
[door clicks]
[Holt] Not so tight next time, huh Booker?
[door thuds]
You must be West.
You're not as big as I envisioned.
I've heard that before.
How do you like it in this place?
[Holt] It's not so bad.
You know, three hots and a cot.
If you came from where I came from,
you'd probably think the same.
So what do I owe this pleasure?
[West] I just came to get a good look at you.
You know, I heard about Ramon.
That's too bad.
Hmm, and I'm sorry to hear
about your partner who got whacked.
I also heard that your son is struggling with addiction,
is that right?
You're a drug cop, aren't ya?
S.I.D., but yeah, I'm a drug cop.
Yeah, yeah.
You know, I read an interesting statistic the other day
in the, what are, "The New York Times," or "The Journal"?
I can't remember, it doesn't matter, anyway.
But it said that over 90% of the treatment centers
in this country alone, mind you,
have not tested positive for heroin in over two years.
Imagine that.
It's dead, it's gone.
It's been completely taken over by fentanyl.
You know why?
Price?
Isn't that what it always is?
You don't have to grow anymore,
it's undetectable at the border, 100 times the potency.
No?
Enlighten me.
Rebranding.
See, the cartels, they want your kids.
They want the youth, they want the next generation,
and the next generation wants what's new,
and well,
fentanyl is new.
And you're all right with that?
This is me, man.
[West] All right, fine, you know I killed your guys,
I seized your drugs,
and our tax dollars might keep you safe in here,
but I'm just letting you know,
whoever else you put out there,
I'm gonna put 'em down, like a sick dog, man.
Whatever else you put on the street, I'm gonna take it,
'cause I'm here.
[Holt chuckles]
And I'm here for all of it.
You know, the rain falls on the just and the unjust
just the same.
[phone clacks]
[Holt knocks]
[lock buzzing]
[door clicks]
[door thuds]
[West sighs]