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THE ACERO DYNASTY
That's Sanchez's truck.
Had they kidnapped him, they would've asked for a ransom.
Homeland Security?
I need to file a complaint.
There are illegal aliens hanging around my house.
Duck!
Don't move!
I've told you a thousand times, Azuceno.
We need more Mexicans to defend ourselves from other Mexicans.
Not even Indio's new, souped-up army can take them on.
You can't fool me. I know you too well.
We're the heads of this family. I deserve to know.
Who did you pay off, Chava?
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The Petates?
The Petates, Chava?
What the hell were you thinking?
What am I supposed to tell you, sis?
Rooster went into debt getting me out of prison
and saving you from the president
after he kidnapped and tortured you.
We had to rent guns, hire men,
and pay off the First Lady to talk.
Who were we supposed to borrow that money from?
And you just had to ask the Petates!
That wasn't my idea.
It was Rooster's, and it spurred out of desperation.
Our family was screwed, Vicenta.
You should've seen Rooster. He was desperate!
Then Miguelito got sick and Deborah went to the States.
I'm not saying it was right,
but it's hard to think straight when you're that desperate.
Well, you definitely should've thought it over,
because now we're in deep ----.
Owing the Petates
is worse than owing the devil.
No wonder they attacked me at the warehouse!
That was different. We don't know why they did it.
I paid every last penny Rooster owed the Petates with interest.
Chava's telling the truth.
There's nothing pending between the Aceros and the Petates.
Perhaps, but the damage is already done.
These people never forgive or forget.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have attacked me.
They're probably following us.
You guys really ------ up this time.
Now I have to teach those Petates a lesson!
Mexico/US Border
------- ----.
Get out of the car with your hands up!
Don't worry. I'll take care of it.
What are you doing, Officer? Please, I'm an American citizen.
Come on.
Let's see some ID.
Do not move!
Officer, please. Let her go!
I don't have any drugs in my truck.
Come on!
I'm not talking to you!
Where's your ID, damn it?
Let her go, I said!
Do not move!
Run, sweetie!
Run, Juan Pablo!
Run, Aida!
Over here!
Not too far!
Goal!
Heads up!
Watch out!
Get up, kid.
Hey!
Don't try me!
You're nothing but a kid!
What, son? [Golpe]
Nicolas!
You may be the favorite,
but that doesn't mean you're safe!
You owe me big time, kiddo!
Indio won't protect you forever!
Once you're back down where you belong,
I'll get you back, ------!
Enough, man.
What happened?
Come on. Let's go.
What's going on?
These guys won't stop picking on Nicolas.
They want to break him, Carmen.
That's how this world works.
I see bits of myself in Nicolas sometimes.
I was like him, or worse.
When I grew up, I thought I'd gotten over it,
only to realize I'd grown into a monster.
I'm sorry, sis. I can't let you do that.
It's far too dangerous.
-Please don't get involved. -Oh, I'm getting involved.
You, Rooster, and I are the family heirs
and we have to protect our family.
In case you don't think I have the ----- to face the Petates,
I'll remind you that I've killed
a number of ------- in my time, including Chucho Casares.
I want you to tell them
that Vicenta Acero is going to negotiate with them.
No one can find out about this. Not even Daniel.
-Got that, Bebote? -Yes.
I don't want Rooster coming, either.
I don't want him getting fired up and making matters worse.
Salvador, look at me. No more secrets.
Promise?
Hey, Chava.
At this rate, we'll have to rent another warehouse
or pocket half this money.
Nah, Pancho.
We can't mix our business and personal lives anymore.
Besides, the women can't know we're back in the biz.
I promise, sis.
No more secrets.
Don't you dare shoot again.
No!
Run!
Freeze or I'll shoot!
Stay there.
Take her.
Careful with my son.
Come on!
Get in the car.
Careful with my son!
I'm sorry, Aida.
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry...
Do not move!
You know who did this?
-How would I...? -Indio Amaro killed Sanchez.
How should I know? We're both in the dark.
Lies. You do know.
Sanchez must've found out something big.
That's why they killed him.
What'd he find out?
You'd better tell me, Indira.
What was it?
What'd he find out?
Forensics is on the way.
That isn't Sanchez.
How can you be so sure? He's disfigured.
Look at it!
Look at the skull, the belly, and the foot.
That can't be Sanchez. It must be someone younger.
Your son?
He's being feasted on by coyotes and vultures.
He's lying with all those other immigrants
you and Sanchez killed.
Then it must be Nicolas.
That's my son!
Nicolas!
Daniel, it's my son!
No!
No!
It's Nicolas!
Nice!
Your turn.
I can't believe it! I just got schooled by a kid!
From over here.
<i> Milk and cookies</i> <i> never hurt anyone.</i>
<i> I'm not a baby anymore.</i>
I still eat milk and cookies and I'm a grown woman!
You don't know me.
That isn't my fault.
You would've fought for custody if you really loved me.
<i> You want full custody</i> <i> of Nicolas?</i>
<i> Are you insane?</i>
That's absurd!
Think of your son, damn it!
I'm his mother! He needs me!
You call yourself a mother?
You're lucky I'm a cop...
What? Are you going to kill me?
No, of course not.
We're going to do this legally.
I'm going to hire lawyers to leave you out on the street!
I'm getting my son back.
Yeah, okay.
You wouldn't last a single day!
Please.
I'm going to die here. No one's ever going to find me.
If you tell anyone I was crying,
I'll tell Indio you're ------- her in secret.
Cool it, Nicolas.
My name is Shark II! Indio Amaro is my father!
If you don't like that, cover your ears, Pepita.
Don't give me that ----, brat.
I've been around.
You think I grew up playing with Legos?
You think you're the only victim here?
You don't know the first thing about suffering, Nicolas.
Once your mother dies in your own arms,
riddled with bullets in the middle of a narco crossfire.
then we'll ------- talk.
Until then, learn to value those who actually love you.
There aren't many of us.
I guess not all is lost.
Nicolas isn't made of stone.
Carmen, I've got a plan to kidnap Nicolas
and get money off of Indio.
You need to be careful, Jose Angel.
We need someone on the outside.
If not that Argentinian, then perhaps the Aceros.
You said they were your family...
although Salvador did betray you.
You don't know the whole story, Carmen.
Well, then tell me.
Why are you so secretive?
You know everything about me.
You know the narcos killed my family.
You know I've been fending off rapists ever since I was 12.
You're the only guy who hasn't tried.
No.
I can't ask the Aceros for help.
I'm dead to them.
Let's leave it like that.
We need to get Nicolas out of here before he shoots someone
and fully transforms into Shark II.
Daniel, no!
Indira! Hey!
We don't know for sure if that's Nicolas!
Calm down.
You just said it was a smaller body.
If that's my son...!
It could be another young person.
We'll handle it, Indira. Go home.
If it's my son,
-where will you take him? -Indira, listen.
I assure you that isn't Nicolas.
Calm down or they'll kick us out.
I'm not calming down.
Hey! Freeze!
If he's my son, I'm staying here with him.
No one can separate us.
Oh, Aida.
Are you sure you can cross with that belly?
There's still time to turn back.
I can't turn back.
My son deserves a better future.
Left hand.
Thumb.
Right hand.
Right thumb.
Now face the camera.
Aida's screwed! Narcos are ruthless!
<i> If we don't leave now,</i> <i> they'll kill us all!</i>
Right this way, please.
Think of your baby, damn it!
I just want to go back to Mexico to bury my brother.
He was all I had left...
Don't come any closer!
Step back or I'll shoot, Daniel.
I'm your superior. Stay away.
No one's coming near my son!
Relax!
Hey. It's fine.
Whatever you say.
No one's coming near him, okay?
Indira, listen to me. Put the gun down.
I want your son to show up, too.
We're going to find him!
Put the gun down.
You'll regret it otherwise.
Put it down.
Indira, did your son ever have his appendix removed?
No.
There's scar on the belly. Look!
Then where's Nicolas? Where could he be buried?
I don't know, but we're going to find him.
We're going to find him. I promise.
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