She's a criminal.
That's the truth, Dad.
Indira Cardenas is a criminal.
Got you, you bastard!
What the hell is going on?
Don't give up, Andrea.
Not yet.
He's already won.
This... shouldn't have happened, Mrs. Victoria.
Poor thing.
Look at how she ended up.
She was so pretty.
Mommy... go get some rest.
Yes, we're in for a long night.
No, son.
I want to help.
Look at her father.
He's devastated.
Mom. Mommy.
Sweetheart, she's resting now.
She probably did this because she was hurting so much.
Losing a loved one is incredibly painful.
But when you lose a child...
you feel like your heart has been ripped out.
Hey, Mom.
Mommy.
Come.
I'll take her to her room.
Get some rest, okay?
Aida.
Please... look after Elizabeth.
She can't come down here. She can't see this.
Take care of Mrs. Victoria.
Can someone tell me how to break the news to her mother?
Hey, Ximena.
You're never going to see your daughter again.
Oh, Marcelo.
I don't know what to say.
You worked so hard to protect your daughters.
This can't be happening.
We were leaving today.
Today!
Why couldn't you be a bit more patient, honey?
We'd be somewhere far away by now.
Don't worry. We're here for you.
We're family, and you'll find plenty of shoulders to cry on.
Tell me... how can I go on living without my child?
Hey...
I can answer that.
You don't.
You just survive.
You'll need time to process the fact she's gone.
And yes, I won't lie, you'll be left with a void right here.
You'll ache for her for the rest of your life,
but turn that ache into a motivating force.
Do you understand?
You're strong.
You can do this.
You'll be able to do this.
Come on, Chayo. This isn't good for the baby.
I can't move.
What do you mean? Are you okay?
Why does everyone who gets close to us wind up like that?
The same will happen to my baby.
Hey, hey!
They'd have to kill me to get to you or our baby.
I promise you that or my name isn't Salvador Acero Aguilar.
Come on.
Chava.
Get Chayo out of here.
Do it for the baby.
You also need to rest.
Gather your strength 'cause the war is just getting started.
That's right, sis.
Come on, honey.
There you are.
Careful.
Phillips, that bastard Mario lied to us again.
He wasn't there, man.
Because of that ------...
Magician is dead.
He sacrificed himself so Bebote and I could get it out alive.
What?
You too?
Us too? What are you talking about?
We're going to have to dig two graves, Rooster.
What? What are you talking about?
Andrea shot herself.
No way.
She couldn't handle it.
She couldn't deal with all the ---- that came our way.
This is Mario's fault.
What happened now?
Andrea shot herself, man.
What?
She couldn't deal, Bebote.
She shot herself in front of everyone.
Poor Doriga.
That Argentine bastard!
First he took Aracely
and now he's taken Magician and Andrea in one fell swoop.
That guy is like the Devil.
Even the Devil has a weakness, Rooster.
We'll find his...
and we'll make him pay for our dead by shooting him 10 times.
Shooting him 10 times won't be enough.
We have to make him suffer,
like we've never made anyone else suffer.
And even that won't be enough, Bebote.
Bad night?
Bittersweet.
More bitter than sweet, if you ask me.
I'm glad you're here.
I thought you'd be happier.
I heard about what you did, about the video.
I didn't think the transmission would reach the States.
Everything gets through the border, Mario.
I know that for a fact.
If you'd like a drink, I'm sure there's a bottle somewhere.
I do need something to lift my spirits.
You're right, you know?
Revenge isn't all that satisfying.
My son is by my side now,
but it's almost as if he weren't.
I take it we both had a ------ day.
I killed an Acero, but Doriga is still alive.
A well-thought plan ended up killing one of their pawns.
Maybe there's a reason why Doriga is still alive.
Revenge for the sake of revenge lacks passion.
Revenge needs a purpose.
Doriga is still alive so he can hear the truth before he dies.
That's it.
Imagine me putting a gun to his head
and telling him everything I said about Andrea was a lie.
The late Domingo didn't rape her.
Boom!
Goodbye, copper.
That's right.
Amaro, who's that Tuta?
Tattoo?
Is she hot?
You're so nosy, Romerito.
But since we're here...
It's Tuti.
Tuti!
Tuti is the mother of Teca Jr.'s son.
Teca Martinez's son.
I thought you said he was dead.
Indio Amaro made sure he was.
I killed the kid after he was born.
I won't let Teca's heir grow older and take what's mine.
Your son dies today, Tuti.
No, no!
I'll go somewhere far away!
I swear you'll never hear from us again.
Money trumps any promise.
You say that now,
but tomorrow you'll encourage him to claim his inheritance.
Take the boy away, Rosa!
Tell Roscas to do what he has to do!
-Rosa! -A bullet...
Roscas was loyal to me then. He did what I ordered.
Dead dogs don't bite.
I'll spell it out for you.
Martinez is dead, so Rodriguez is in charge.
You're a real piece of work, Roscas.
How could you kill that woman's kid?
Not just any kid.
He was the heir.
The heir.
The heir is gone thanks to Indio Amaro.
Right.
But what'd she do to you? What's your beef with her?
I fight with her 'cause I feel like it.
Just 'cause I ------- feel like it.
Roscas, Tuti and Indira, I've just about had it with her...
You can kill them both.
She had the Aceros take Shark II back.
Alright. Calm down, okay?
All that matters is that you're alive and recovering.
I'm not saying you'll forget everything you went through,
but I promise the memory will fade in time.
-You're confused... -I'm not.
I know what I'm talking about, Dad.
I saw it myself. No one told me.
What did you see?
My mother handed over undocumented migrants to Indio
so they would smuggle drugs and weapons for him.
This is your mother we're talking about!
Not anymore.
A mother doesn't do that to her own son.
I never want to see her again. Never, Dad.
I think your mother and I need to talk.
I have to find her.
No, no.
If she's still Indio Amaro's partner,
you'll get in trouble or you could wind up dead.
I don't want to be an orphan.
Alright.
There must be something we can do.
You and I should go somewhere far away.
Don't tell her anything.
Promise you won't tell her anything, Dad.
Please. Promise you won't.
Listen, I'm sorry to bring this up...
but Shark II wasn't a good fit.
He wasn't even your real son.
Know what I mean?
Sooner or later, he was going to betray you.
Blood is thicker than water, Amaro.
And his blood was pushing him away from you.
I'm still going to shoot that ICE bitch.
No!
Listen, she's more useful to us alive.
No one knows the border better than she does.
Well, you do.
You do.
But she has a lot of contacts in the States.
If it's of any consolation, you already hurt her.
Her son will never be the same after his time here.
---- the ICE bitch! ---- Shark II!
And ---- Tuti, too!
Don't get all bitter on me, Amaro.
Enjoy the Cuban ladies, bro.
They're feisty!
I'm going to party it up with the gifts you brought me.
Who knows?
Maybe I'll make another Shark tonight.
Half Cuban and half Mexican.
I'm gonna get on that.
I can't stand the stench of that ------'s breath.
It's okay, honey.
We'll leave when you say so.
We'll wait for things to calm down.
How does that sound?
Thank you.
Hearing you say that was all I needed.
Hey.
Everything's ready for her funeral.
You know what, Chenta?
It's strange what comes to mind at a time like this.
Things I hold dear.
Ximena sent me a picture of Andrea one time.
She must've been three at the time.
It was Halloween and she was in costume.
She looked beautiful.
She was dressed as a ghost.
She was wearing a sheet with cut outs so she could see.
Those blue eyes...
You have no idea how beautiful she looked.
I'd give anything for this to be a costume
and for her to be a ghost.
But...
ghosts aren't real...
and the dead don't come back, do they?
Even if you love them and mourn them...
they won't come back.
They say you carry your dead with you,
but we all carry her with us.
You have plenty of shoulders to lean on and cry on.
Yes, we all carry our dead,
but not everyone understands the pain.
You don't know what it's like to lose a child.
Listen, I don't know what it's like to lose a child,
but I know what it's like to have a pain deep inside,
what it's like to look up at the sky and scream...
and not get an answer.
The good thing is that the sun always comes out.
When will the sun come out for me, Chenta?
When the ---- am I getting out of the darkness?
My little girl is gone, damn it!
Chayo... words cannot describe what just happened,
but I don't want any of this to hurt our baby.
You have a high-risk pregnancy
and if something were to happen to our baby, you know I'd die.
Is there a difference between losing him now
or years from now?
Death comes to this house when we least expect it
and takes everyone we love.
So what's the point?
Why should I be careful? Why should I ------- bother?
What's the point, Chava?
Listen up, Rosario.
My mother taught me how to look after my own.
How to protect them.
She died trying to protect me from the worst kind of people.
I'll do the same for our child.
I'll fight tooth and nail to protect him.
I'll use my blood if I have to.
Because that's the way this story goes.
It's bloody. Very bloody.