LEMUNDO NETWORK
FAKE IDENTITY
Gaby just heard there was a shootout at Babel.
A bunch of people died.
Call the Costa Ricans.
Tell them I need money and protection to get out of here.
And who'll protect me from Gavino?
The cops already have him. You can't just kidnap him.
That's not a bad idea.
If the police are looking for me,
I'll just turn myself in.
I need to see someone who's been arrested.
Circe.
He'll be at the ranch tomorrow afternoon.
You're insane, Mateo.
Behind this monster you see,
there's a man who's always loved you.
I want to make love to you. I want to be with you.
So you want me to lie?
I'm asking you not to tell the entire truth.
I'm not some machine
that can help you get off every time you feel like it.
I love you grandpa.
Dad, I told you I didn't want you talking to my son.
Don't you get it?
We just need men and your help to oversee the operation.
FAKE IDENTITY
Wait, so you lose my merch and I have to go get it back.
Since when do you think you can call the shots?
We're talking about a ton and a half of merch.
It's your merch and we're getting it back.
I trust my man on the inside,
but he can only bring the merch to the border on his side.
Crossing it would be too risky for them.
It's risky for them? What about me?
Crossing the border is like jumping off the edge.
And I don't like heights.
It's your choice.
This is a complicated mission.
We can't just let anyone do it.
It's your merch. You want it back?
Then we all have to go or you don't get it back.
What now? Where are we going?
You know you can't transfer me without my lawyer.
Got it?
Out there they want me dead.
Move it.
Careful.
What did the lawyer say? When's he getting out?
I don't know. It's complicated.
Won't they call us? We work there.
Let's hope not.
Maybe.
The last thing I need is for my legal issues to get worse.
Hey. What's up?
Did you talk to Salas? What'd he say?
No.
Isabel or Camila?
What do we call you now?
Tell them.
Right... you're probably wondering a lot of things.
You didn't even give me water.
You're being accused
of killing the mayor of Alamos, Eliseo Hidalgo.
Did you do it?
That's a lie.
You're said to be the head of the Sonora cartel.
Someone's trying to blame me, but I'm innocent.
Excuse me.
There's that son of a bitch.
Keep your eyes peeled.
Remember what we talked about.
Yes, sir.
The others have been warned.
That's where we'll change trucks.
Great.
Here we go.
We're starting the transfer of prisoner Jose Arturo Hernandez
to Sonora.
We'll take the Santa Fe exit from the highway.
We have their route.
Stay close to the truck at every moment, over.
Got it.
We know the route they're taking.
We gotta let the others know.
I think this is the last time we'll see each other.
It might be hard for me to say this, but I think you're right.
No one will ever love me like you do.
Look where you ended up, Jose.
And all for a piece of ass.
Marlene took me to Babel and that's when I met you.
You know the rest.
You should've told us.
Yeah.
I can't imagine being on the run like that.
So much has happened.
What are you talking about? You're getting married.
Well, whatever your name is, you'll always be our friend.
You can always count on us.
Is there a possibility
you could be linked to the Guevaras?
I hope not.
The Guevara family disappeared the same day
that Diego Hidalgo faked his death.
So?
The next day, a shooting at the motel in New Mexico
where Guevara faced the drug dealers.
A settling of scores.
Diego Hidalgo faked his death by burning down his house
and then, when we found out that he was alive,
the bodies of the Guevaras appeared near the border.
Why am I here?
It's absolutely clear.
There is no case here, Williams.
-But, sir, please... -Forget it.
The...
Forget it!
Oh, yeah. Alright.
I can't take it anymore. I'm calling the lawyer.
How about some coffee?
-Sure. -I want some.
None for me. I'm already antsy.
Tea. I'll go.
Antsy? You're a nervous wreck.
I'm going to the bathroom.
-Hey, Paloma. -Yes?
I wanted to talk. I know about you and Porfirio.
What are you talking about?
There's nothing going on between us.
Well... it was silly.
It was a one-time thing.
Sir, please!
Sir, listen to me, sir. Listen to me.
I'm sure that the mayor of Alamos
was involved in the death of the Guevaras
or at least took advantage of it to give his brother
a fake identity.
Those are just assumptions. You have no evidence.
If I got evidence, could I continue with the case?
Yes.
Yes!
And I would immediately get a warrant against them.
But...
I need evidence.
You're gonna get it, sir. You're gonna get it.
I just want him to be happy
and if you make him happy, then it's fine by me.
I'm sorry.
I know I shouldn't have set my sights on him.
Don't worry. That's not why I'm telling you.
I just want you to know
that he's back to being the man I fell in love with.
He's sober and he's doing what he loves.
And he's a great father.
Yes, I've seen him.
He's not violent with you anymore.
It's just so you know
that you're with the good version of Porfirio.
Thanks.
That's all I wanted to say.
Thanks.
What's wrong? Why are you shaking?
It's nothing.
Nuria. You're pale.
Damn it! I burned my tongue!
What's wrong?
Nothing.
A lot has happened. It's overwhelming.
Are you alright?
I'm going to the bathroom.
What's wrong with her?
Withdrawal, I guess.
Let's hope it's that.
Yeah. Thanks for the help.
I'll put him on now.
Who is it?
Someone who wants to talk to you.
The police allowed the phone call.
Hello.
Jim, what are you doing?
Marlene?
The lawyer said... What are you doing?
Are you gonna tell them about all the shady stuff
I've taken the first step. I've turned myself in.
I'm going to tell them about the prostitutes,
the trafficking, the drugs, the laundering, everything.
I can't get their faces out of my head.
The faces of the girls who were kidnapped
or forced into prostitution.
You helped those girls escape.
-Yeah, but it took me too long. -Jim, please...
What about us?
Haven't you realized that I'm in love with you?
Sorry... were you...
No, I got cut off.
May I?
Sure, come in.
-Are you okay? -Yeah.
-Do you need anything? -No.
-Are you sure? -Yeah.
I mean, I need to pee.
Right.
Have fun.
Oh, God!
You can do this, Nuria.
What's there to think about?
We're doing the hard part.
We know the guy and we're putting the money.
I'm just asking you not to screw this up again.
Oh, hell no!
When have I screwed up?
Didn't I move your merch a ton of times without any issues?
I did.
Isn't it too much of a coincidence
that we got in trouble while moving our biggest shipment?
I'm telling you.
There's a rat in your midst.
That's why I'm asking you to do this personally.
We don't want any leaks.
You still trust this guy?
Don't worry about it.
-Do you forgive me? -I do.
And?
-Nothing's changed. -Really?
-Our plan's still a go. -Seriously?
Yeah.
I'd trust him with my life.
Then count me in.
Let everyone know that JJ Ibarra ------ the DEA.
It'll happen.
Then we get to set the conditions.
We choose the place where we'll deliver the merch.
Got it?
Sure.
There shouldn't be an issue.
I'll handle it.