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CHEMA
Jose Maria Venegas...
you're under arrest for the murder of Col. Gonzalo Oteyza.
Son of a...
Did your boss send you to do his job?
Don't make this any harder.
Whoa, stop.
Lookie what we have here.
What's the problem, Officer? He hasn't done anything!
Shut your mouth, sweetheart.
Is that how you talk to a lady?
Well, well, well, this is quite the gun.
It looks a lot like the one used to murder Col. Oteyza.
We have reason to believe it was you.
No way, you're not pinning his death on me.
Take me to your idiot boss now.
Ricardo isn't going to change, honey.
I can't spend the rest of my life here
waiting for that to happen.
-He treats me very badly. -I understand.
What are you going to do then? Move in with Centeno?
Don't even say that!
I never even considered that option.
I do want to be with him though.
I never expected this.
I do want to be with him, I have to,
even if it's short-lived.
I know you don't understand,
but just you wait till you're older.
You're going to say I was right.
What I do understand is that if you don't stop,
you'll be sent back to Sinaloa.
It's messed up that you're cheating on him.
Excuse me.
I need Chema's number so I can send him an urgent message.
Why? What happened?
Mr. Ricardo is with Col. Centeno right now.
They're talking about Chema, and he has to know.
What are they saying?
Elvira.
What are they saying, Elvira?
It's something serious about Chema.
Hello, miss.
I want to send a message to Jose Maria Venega's beeper.
Yes.
Search in there.
We don't want our friend here
to surprise us with something else.
Take this to the crime lab so they can analyze it.
The crime lab? Are you kidding me?
Everyone here has a gun.
Don't do anything you might regret later.
My friend, do yourself a favor and be quiet,
or you're going to regret it.
Easy. I don't have a gun.
I came to see my friend. What happened, Chema?
Nothing, just that this idiot
is trying to pin Oteyza's death on me.
Can you believe that, man?
So what do you want us to do? Just tell us.
Tell my mom what happened so she can tell Mr. Ricardo.
Make sure she tells him, not you, okay?
Let's get out of here.
Just wait till Mr. Ricardo finds out, you idiot.
Really, you little punk?
I just spoke with Centeno.
He's with Mr. Ricardo right now discussing this matter.
Take this idiot away already.
It's okay, baby. It's nothing to worry about.
Let me go.
Don't forget what I said.
You shouldn't talk so much about Blanca.
You're no saint either.
What are you going to do with your life?
Are you going to be Ricardo's lover forever?
Why don't you value yourself?
I do, Aunt, and a whole lot.
That's why I have fun with those idiots.
I mean, we have fun together.
Sure, but why not find someone who really loves you?
Someone your age,
someone who'll marry you and be happy with you.
That's what matters in life.
Everything else is nonsense.
All those young feminists end up being spinsters.
Chema wouldn't be in this mess if I hadn't been stupid enough
to have drinks with that idiot colonel.
Calm down, okay?
We're going to get him out of this.
Just let me make this phone call.
Hello?
Tell me you're with Chema.
I'm not, Mrs. Elvira.
Some military officers took him.
They're accusing him of Gen. Oteyza's death.
Why?
What does Chema have to do with any of that?
Don't worry. It's all a big misunderstanding.
Please tell Mr. Ricardo so he can help him.
He's got Centeno under his thumb.
He'll do whatever he says.
Right now they're both gathered together
and talking about him.
Dear God... I never thought they'd arrest him.
Don't worry, ma'am.
We'll get him out of this, okay?
I have to hang up.
Try not to worry.
I need you to calm down.
We're going to get him out of this.
I'm going to go talk to the guys downstairs
and figure something out.
Stay right here. Don't move.
Okay.
I have to stop by the office before heading to the airport.
I...
...have to do some important things before I leave.
Anyway, as we agreed, neither one of us will do anything
until we're back.
Yes.
Miss. Ma'am.
What happened to Chema?
I heard you talking about him.
He got himself in trouble.
Nothing that can't be resolved. We'll talk about it later.
What kind of trouble?
I said we'll talk about it later.
Come on.
Ricardo said he'll resolve it, so don't ask him.
Nothing's going to happen.
Colonel, I'm going to ask
that you make the message very clear at Los Pinos.
Yes.
I'll be there too.
I'd like to introduce you to some friends.
If they're friends of yours, I'd love to meet them.
Absolutely.
Good evening.
Is something wrong?
No, Mr. Mayor.
I was telling Mr. Ricardo
I have to attend a meeting in Mexico City at Los Pinos.
-See you then? -Sure thing.
If you'll excuse me.
Why are you meeting with this military idiot behind my back?
Saul, go say hi to your girlfriend.
Since when do I have to ask you for permission
to do whatever the hell I please?
I'm not in the mood, okay?
So you're not going to tell me
what you two were talking about?
About Chema's dumb ass.
He got in trouble with him and now he wants to screw him.
That's what we were talking about.
See how easy that was?
Always overreacting.
-Damn idiot. -Be quiet.
Son... what happened?
So this is where you work?
Yes, it's a job.
Sure, as these idiots' servants.
That's enough. Book him.
-It's not happy hour. -Relax.
We need more guns. Grab one anyway.
We'll have to go to the warehouse on International
for some AKs.
I got your message. What happened to Chema?
Nothing, just that his beef with Centeno got bigger
and they arrested him for Oteyza's death.
What's really happening?
What does Chema have to do with that?
Come here. You need to know this.
Both Chema and I killed Oteyza.
We're getting him out of there no matter what.
How many men do you have?
Wait, are you saying
we're going to attack the Command Center?
Are you psychic or something?
They're only going to ask him some questions.
There's nothing to worry about.
What kinds of questions?
Where the hell are you going?
I can't just stay here doing nothing.
My son was just arrested for who knows what.
What are they going to ask him?
That's what I want to know.
Routine questions. I don't know.
I already talked to Centeno. There's nothing to worry about.
I'm going to go see him anyway.
Why are you going to go? What for?
I'm going to talk to that officer.
Don't make this any worse, woman.
He's only going to spend one night in jail and that's it.
We know they're trying to screw him,
but I'm not going to let that happen, sir.
If my son is guilty of something,
he wasn't alone in it.
What are you trying to say?
You know perfectly well what I'm trying to say.
That includes the colonel.
You're so stubborn, woman. Let's go talk in my office.
No way.
We don't have enough men to pull something like that.
Besides, I don't think Mr. Ricardo will like
for you to be one to ruin the truce
he made with the authorities.
I think now's a good time to show that bastard.
Oh, really?
What do you think Chema will think of that?
I'm sorry, but I don't think he'll agree.
Think about this.
Let's just wait and see what Mr. Ricardo says.
I don't trust that son of a bitch Ricardo Almenar.
He hasn't done anything.
What makes you think he'll get him out of this mess?
If Chema goes to jail, I'm going with him.
We need to stop this now.
Make sure I look cute.
Well, look who we've got here... Chema Venegas.
Welcome home, man. You're a legend.
Don't you think that's enough, Colonel?
I know I overreacted, but she's my girl.
You would've done the same in my situation, right?
In your situation?
No f---ing way.
I would've never been in your situation.
Is what Narvaez said true? That you spoke with Mr. Ricardo?
Yep.
Mr. Ricardo actually knows you're here.
Then you ought to follow his orders.
That guy can get really ugly.
Yeah...
Except I'm in charge here, idiot.
Still feeling cocky or not anymore?
That was to be expected.
He screwed himself the minute he got into a fight with him
at the bar over that girl he's with.
Do you know her?
Yeah, she used to work at the strip bar we always go to.
I saw her today
when I went there for drinks with my friends.
Why? Do you know her or something?
Actually I do,
and I'm going to tell you about it
before you hear it from someone else.
I went to see Chema at his new apartment.
We were talking about...
Can you tell me why the hell you went to his apartment?
Yes, I can tell you,
so if you'll let me, I can finish telling you.
We can catch them by surprise,
then take a tunnel across the border until things calm down.
Okay.
I don't want you to call me chicken,
so yes, let's do it.
We have to tell Chema. He should know.
Sounds good.
We'll send him the message with Mrs. Elvira or Wendy.
Yeah, Wendy. That's a good idea.
I don't think Centeno will say no.
He's got the hots for her, so he shouldn't give her trouble.
Wendy's upstairs. Can you go get her?
I'll stay here with them and look over all the ammo.
Okay, but I still think
this will get us in trouble with Mr. Ricardo.
Then maybe this is the perfect opportunity
for us to stop working for that a--hole.
Go get her. I'll wait here.
Going.
So, my dear...
why are you going to Mexico City?
Is something wrong?
Things are getting complicated.
Didn't Ricardo tell you?
Oh, please.
He never tells me anything,
much less about work.
Why though? Everyone seemed very happy.
The government too.
Did you have a problem or something?
It's hard for the government right now.
The economy is in the toilet because of inflation.
They have to find someone to blame for their problems,
or at least show they're doing something to fight crime.
Look at you explaining things.
You should know about that better than me.
The point is we could lose our golden goose.
Then we'd have to be happy with the businesses we already have,
like the race track, the bars and the cattle ranches.
I mean, it's not like we're going to go broke.
Why am I telling you about this?
Ricardo didn't tell you? I shouldn't be telling you.
No, you're fine.
Either way, I'm his wife.
Don't you tell your wife things?
Only what's necessary.
You're terrible.
You and I need to talk more often.
Anytime.
I'm going to get another drink.
Seriously speaking now...
shouldn't I have some rights to Ricardo's assets?
I don't have any legal protection whatsoever.
Talk to him.
He won't listen to me, but he'll listen to you.
Will you help me?
Cheers.
I'm not following. Are you threatening me?
I would never threaten you.
I want you to consider it as a reminder though.
A reminder of what? What are you talking about?
I don't know what kind of stuff Chema's involved in,
nor do I want to know,
but I do know that he doesn't make his own decisions.
If he really did kill that man, he did it with your consent
or because he was following your orders.
CHEMA