tray me?
2 YEARS EARLIER
Everything I did...
was because I loved you.
No...
No, I'm not going to kill you.
You'll be the last one.
You get to pick who dies here.
Tania...
Hey!
Guys!
Get to it!
Move!
Freeze, a--hole!
Tell them to drop their guns!
I'll kill him!
Drop your guns!
Hurry, Cristina!
You killed my mom.
You betrayed her for some whore
who's sleeping with another guy.
Run, run!
This is yours, Vicente.
F--- you.
Let's go!
Cover me, Vicente! I'm going with them!
Did you think you were leaving?
On your knees!
I'll never trust any bitch again.
-Are you okay? -Yes.
Are you alright? Come.
I knew this moment would come.
Are you listening?
You're going to rot in prison.
Drop your guns!
He's one of ours, guys.
Cuff him and pick him up.
Put him in the truck, hurry.
You're going to be fine, Dad. Hang in there.
The police are closing in on us.
We still have one security ring left.
-How far from here? -Five to seven minutes.
<i> Do you copy?</i>
What is it, Torres?
These bastards found us!
<i> They've got us surrounded!</i>
What happened, Torres? Answer, damn it!
We lost them.
We're in their range. We have to run.
Alright, guys, be careful. Don't get shot.
Let's go.
How many casualties?
Eight, three fled.
-We're close. -This has to be the last ring.
Come on, let's go!
Let's go, let's go!
What now?
To the bridge.
-You sure? -Yeah, to the bridge.
Let's go.
You heard him, guys.
Let's cross the bridge.
Let's go, let's go!
Come on!
Let's get them.
No, hold on!
Wait until they get on.
Let's cross.
-Really? -Yeah.
Two in front.
Let's go!
<i> According to police reports,</i>
<i>Benedicto Suarez aka the Centaur</i>
<i> is fleeing with his son,</i> <i> Emilio Cobos,</i>
<i> and their security team.</i>
Put the game back on!
Screw the game!
They're about to catch the Centaur!
Pass me that s---.
I'm going!
It's a trap!
-Let's go! -Cover him!
We need back up!
Centaur's on the other side of the river!
They're getting away!
By the river!
Let's go, let's go!
Let's go, you sons of bitches!
<i> The only thing that's been</i> <i> confirmed so far</i>
<i> is that the operation</i> <i> is being overseen</i>
<i> by the Federal Police's</i> <i> Anti-Narcotics Unit.</i>
<i> Any crossfire is likely to be</i> <i> happening outside the city.</i>
<i> After the Centaur managed to</i> <i> escape a special enclosure</i>
<i>the authorities set up for him,</i>
<i> the police have been after</i> <i> this drug lord and his son.</i>
<i> During this time, </i>
<i> he's not only faced off</i> <i> against authorities,</i>
<i> he's also unleashed</i> <i> an all-out war against</i>
<i> the group known as</i> <i> the Surgeon's Cartel,</i>
<i> whose leader Paulino Atencio</i> <i> was murdered by the Centaur.</i>
<i> The authorities had offered</i> <i> a million dollars</i>
<i> as a reward for any</i> <i> relevant information.</i>
It's a smokescreen! This country is f---ed!
They said the same thing two years go.
Don't tell me you believe that.
Do you believe it?
Please!
They're never going to catch him!
Come on, come on.
Freeze!
Don't shoot!
-We surrender. -Drop the weapon!
Don't shoot.
Come out!
Easy!
Come out, Centaur!
Or what?
Easy, Centaur.
Don't get nervous.
What'd you think, dumbass?
You'll never catch me alive.
We're all going to die today. We're all f---ed.
Do you love me?
Of course I do.
Tell me.
Hold on. Wait!
No, you wait.
I haven't even started.
Is everything okay, honey?
At least I died alone this time.
All four of us were on the train
and he showed up with 50 armed men.
He approached me, smiling...
Try to sleep, baby.
I have to wake up at 5:30. Come here.
Your phone.
Hello?
Sorry to call so early, but I have news for you.
Bianchini, what happened?
The Centaur is dead.
What do you mean he's dead?
What?
Are you sure?
I'm positive.
We just got back to Mexico City after the operation.
The mission was over eight hours long.
We cornered him and he killed himself.
He killed himself?
<i> Yes.</i> <i> Hi, Yolanda.</i>
He blew himself up and took a few of our guys with him,
along with his son.
When? Where?
Sorry, I have to go.
Everyone here is going crazy as you can imagine.
I just wanted to tell you guys first.
I'll call you tomorrow.
Thanks, Bianchini.
According to a press release from the Mexican Presidency,
the President of the United States called
his Mexican counterpart
to congratulate him on the operation.
They didn't even mention us.
Why would they?
Because you escaped him two years ago.
Yes, but we're hidden witnesses living abroad.
We're hiding.
It's not that I'm not excited.
It's just that this happened overnight.
Yes, tell me.
Excuse me?
So I would start now.
No, I love the idea.
I'd like to discuss it here at home, though.
I'll call you back. Thanks.
What is it?
-There's good news and bad news. -Bad news first.
The Witness Protection Program only works
if the Centaur is at large, but he's dead now.
That means they won't send us any more money
and they can't keep us here in Canada.
I figured as much.
What's the good news?
That the bad news isn't so bad.
They're offering me a job with the police.
The commissioner, Bianchini's uncle, offered me a job...
but we'd go back.
So we're going back.
No one said that.
What do you mean we...
The Centaur's dead. He has a job.
We don't have to go back, but we can because he's dead.
-No English. -No cold.
-There are tacos. -And tostadas.
-Sounds good. -Hey!
What do you think?
I don't know.
He's stressed.
What's up, man?
What's your rush?
They landed over an hour ago.
They should be out by now.
You're wearing...
a lot of cologne, aren't you?
I think you overdid it.
-Really? -Yeah.
What's with the flowers?
Are they for Gato?
You're so funny.
-Come on. -Hey, man.
Change your face.
Chill out. You're going to scare her.
-What face? -Look at yourself.
I'm scared.
I'm scared to be here.
I constantly feel like something bad is going to happen.
Relax.
Nothing bad is going to happen.
I know.
I'm probably just paranoid,
but everything is still so new.
I understand because of everything you've been through,
but you're with me now.
Don't worry.
You think Cristina missed me, even a little?
Nope.
I doubt it.
Maybe she found some blue-eyed Ken doll.
-Yeah. -Probably.
Keep laughing.
If I'd heard anything about them in the past two years
I might know what to expect, but I didn't.
I'm just finding out they were in Canada.
No one could know.
Not you, not Vicente, not the police... no one.
Relax, man.
Chill!
Yolanda Acosta...
thank you for agreeing to come back.
I know this isn't easy for you.
Hey, stop being gross! We're in public!
-I love you. -I love you too.
Alright, enough!
I think that's them.
A pretty woman, a tall blonde guy, and two kids.
A teenage girl... and the boy looks about twelve.
Yes, that's them.
I'm happy to see you.
How are you?
I would've liked it,
but you know they wouldn't let me attend the funeral.
I know.
Tania loved you a lot.
I loved her too.
How is the blonde lady?
Does she look good? Is she happy?
She seems excited.
What about the tall bald guy?
He's really happy. He hasn't stopped smiling.
Son of a bitch.
His hair is even uglier now.
-Chill out. -Hey!
I'm the law now.
Oh, wow.
Put that away.
They didn't tell me anything about you guys.
Let's get you caught up.
Alright.
I brought you these.
-I hope you like them. -They're pretty.
-Really? -Yeah.
- ¿SÍ? - SÍ.
They're leaving.
Really?
Do they have guards with them?
No.
-Anything? -Nothing.
Why so worried about those people?
I'm really nosy.
Yeah, you are.
Here, you earned it.
Really? Wow.
I hope you win the big one. You can keep it.
I hope so. Thanks.
No problem. I'm leaving.
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