- [mic feedback]
- [mechanical clicking]
[gripping music playing]
[June] For the last three years,
Griselda Blanco has owned Miami.
Ms. Blanco runs
the Medellín cartel's operation in Miami,
both smuggling and distributing
extraordinary amounts
of cocaine in the United States.
[Diaz] With the help of her top enforcer,
Rivi Ayala and
his Gestapo-like security organization,
Ms. Blanco's operation
has been efficient, deadly
and incredibly successful.
[June] Despite
limited resources, congressmen,
our CENTAC unit has seized dr*gs and money
as well as pursued
several homicide investigations
against her associates.
But we're ill-equipped
to compete with a criminal so clever,
that she has managed
to take over much of Miami's economy.
[clicking]
So how do we stop her?
Detective Hawkins has located several
of Ms. Blanco's stash houses.
We'd like to set up
a surveillance operation on all of them
in order to expose Ms. Blanco's network,
make some arrests,
hopefully turn some
of her associates against her.
Why not enlist the Miami PD?
Miami PD has been compromised, sir.
[congressmen murmuring]
Give us the resources
to bring in more qualified officers
and tactical support, congressmen,
and we can stop Griselda Blanco
before it's too late.
[projector whirring]
["Talking In Your Sleep" playing]
[song continues over speakers]
[lively chatter]
[imperceptible]
♪ When you close your eyes
And go to sleep ♪
[snorts]
[imperceptible]
Hey, don't worry. She's still yours.
Do I look worried?
Griselda, I gotta get up
early tomorrow, honey. Okay?
See ya.
[in Spanish]
What was that about with Rivi?
It's a Rivi thing.
[man] Griselda.
I hear CENTAC was in D.C.
I heard the same.
What can I do for you, Rafa?
Someone I want you to meet.
[in English] This is John Roberts.
The one, the only... Griselda Blanco.
[exhales sharply]
May I?
John's got a lot of contacts
around South Florida.
I brought him in
to help on the supply side.
Yeah, but what I'm really best at,
moving product.
[John snorts cocaine]
I'm the drug
that sells the dr*gs, baby. [laughs]
Mmm. Oh, and... [clears throat]
[snorts] Mmm.
I got a lot of really great ideas for you
about how to push your retail end too.
[clicks tongue]
- Johnny, baby.
- [John chuckles]
[chuckles]
I don't think you really understand
what is going on here.
Let me explain it to you.
This is my f*cking table.
This is my f*cking town.
And the last thing I need is
an assh*le like you giving me ideas.
Griselda.
[in Spanish] John is a heavy hitter.
Fabio likes him.
He also likes the money I make him.
But if you want to call and tell him
I hurt your guy's vag*na, be my guest.
[Rafa] Let's go.
Do you have to embarrass Rafa
and his friend like that?
I'd like to put a b*llet
in his head for Arturo.
[in English] Don't know
if I wanna f*ck that bitch or k*ll her.
Why don't you try keeping your mouth shut?
["Dolce Vita" playing over speakers]
Move. Blanco boys coming through.
[in Spanish] Bro, they know.
[in English] We don't have to
rub it in their face.
[in Spanish]
Chucho, my brother's a buzzkill.
Know that word? "Buzzkill."
Buzzkill? You're the buzzkill.
Ah.
Hey, fix that.
It's fine.
[crowd laughing and cheering]
My boys!
Mom.
How'd it go today?
Well...
My princes.
My success is yours.
They mess with you, they mess with me.
One day, everyone will know
the Blanco name.
[sniffs]
Let's get a drink.
[Rivi] Griselda.
It's Carter.
He wants to talk about his cut.
[in English]
♪ We made it down in the dolce vita ♪
♪ Wipe all your fears away ♪
Hey. Heard those
CENTAC assholes were up in D.C.
I heard that too.
How can I help you?
These are the Blanco
stash house locations,
which we got, thank you very much to June.
[detectives cheering]
Thank you.
Now, let's talk about how we execute
the surveillance operation.
Assuming you get the money.
Yeah. We're gonna get the money, okay?
The indications are very good.
Hey, hey, uh, Al, Al...
Al, you were a Marine, yeah, dude?
You must have planned
some recon like this.
I was just a grunt, Raul.
Didn't plan sh*t. [sighs]
Anyone seen the stapler?
[June] Well?
Captain, did we get it?
Uh, no. Sorry, guys. This isn't about
the money. There's no word on that yet.
[sighs wearily]
Raul, can I get a word?
Yeah, of course.
[door closes]
Got it.
[woman over police radio]
13A, 61, 13A, 61...
[pensive music playing]
Hey.
Hey. [groans]
You okay?
Uh, so, IA got a tip that I was
scraping cash from one of our seizures.
- [scoffs] Well, that's ridiculous.
- Mm-hmm.
Yeah, that's what I said.
But the problem is they found
the money in my bank account.
In your account?
We know who put it there.
[sighs] Yeah. Griselda.
It's handy owning your own bank.
You move money wherever you want.
That, and a well-placed rumor
make a good cop look bad.
But you told him that.
Right? They get that she did this.
Honestly, June?
They don't really wanna get it.
The story's already leaked
to the press. I imagine by her.
Can I bum one?
So, I got Sophie's choice.
- Investigation or reassignment.
- [lighter clicks]
I go the investigation route,
could end up in jail.
[lighter clicks]
[sighs]
[pensive music playing]
I'm sorry, Raul.
Hey.
You and me both.
And CENTAC?
[sighs] Uh...
Lucky to survive.
They wanna put you and Al in charge.
I'm not sure I'm ready
to run point here, Raul.
Hey.
You had the congressman
eating out of your hand, June.
You can do this.
[Dario] "Questions remain as to
how CENTAC would even move forward."
[in Spanish] f*cking genius.
This isn't over.
We have to get to the bottom of this.
[Dario] What's that?
[Rivi] CENTAC was in D.C.
They had intel
that was gonna be used against us.
But who gave them that intel?
So you think there's a leak?
We know there is.
Question is who.
This is some of the people on our payroll.
Some have past issues
with law enforcement.
Others who've bought from rival suppliers.
And others who've said something
against Griselda.
Is that so?
We clean house, make sure we're sealed up.
And then Griselda...
will be walking on clouds.
Estela.
Here I am.
How are we doing
with Dario's birthday party?
Good.
I've got the guest list right here.
Just get a lot of whiskey.
[Estela] Of course.
What I want to know is, when's the party?
Two weeks from now.
Hmm.
[Estela] See you later. Excuse me.
[lighter clicks, flicks]
[door creaks, closes]
I want this done before the party.
Wait, that's a lot of people.
I spent too many years
looking over my shoulder, Dario.
I've always been b*rned by these assholes.
That's not happening ever again.
This way, we can enjoy
your birthday party in peace.
["Sweet Baby Of Mine" playing]
[in English]
♪ I'm going home to see my baby ♪
♪ Big sweet baby of mine ♪
♪ Been so long without my baby ♪
♪ Sometimes I feel ♪
♪ I'm plum goin' outta my mind ♪
♪ I'm leaving this town
Early next mornin' ♪
♪ Big sweet baby of mine ♪
♪ It won't be long ♪
- ♪ Before we're together now ♪
- [gasping]
♪ Baby and me... ♪
[Chucho in Spanish] Don't move.
[gasping]
[in English]
♪ I just can't go on without him ♪
- [Marielito in Spanish] Lift him up.
- [muffled grunting]
[in English] No, no.
♪ I need someone to love me ♪
♪ To take me by the hand ♪
♪ To lead me outta my misery ♪
- ♪ And tell me his still my man ♪
- [sawing]
♪ That's why
I'm going home to see my baby ♪
♪ Big sweet baby of mine ♪
♪ Been so long without my baby ♪
♪ Sometimes I feel
I'm plum goin' outta my mind ♪
[flesh squelching]
[song fades]
[June] Eight murders in a week.
[frustrated sigh]
Great way to start, huh?
Okay. So, uh...
I'm thinking
we go over canvases from each scene.
Just find our way in, work from there.
I don't know, Al.
We've tried the usual approach.
- We're gonna need more on this one.
- Okay, yeah. I get it.
She's impressive.
[June] Three years
we've been trying to stop her.
And she's living in that giant
f*cking house, still k*lling people.
And what she did to Diaz?
f*ck her.
Look, June. I know you're upset...
I am upset, Al.
But I also think that this is our problem.
We are all so impressed
by a woman pulling this off
that we've turned her
into this genius criminal.
Does this seem like the work
of someone who's in total control?
Or scared?
That's a fair point.
Griselda had
to get past assholes doubting her,
coming at her.
That doesn't go away just 'cause you win.
[intriguing music playing]
Fact is,
it gets worse.
What's our party line been
when any Miami PD asks
where we're getting our intel?
An informant.
Which clearly
got its way back to Griselda.
She's cleaning house
to get rid of our informant.
But what she doesn't know is,
is that there is no informant.
We got the stash houses,
'cause I broke the codes
she's been using to hide these locations.
We hit one now, she'll think
that our informant is still active.
This one.
In Fort Lauderdale.
She'll assume we wouldn't know about it
unless we had inside intel.
That's true, June, but we hit one house,
it takes the other ones off the table.
She could just change her whole system.
We might end up with nothing.
It's a risk, Al.
But she already overreacted once.
She got angry, got out of control.
So we keep that fear alive
and maybe she makes a bigger mistake.
And she gives us an opening.
Well, it's worth a sh*t.
["Let's Dance" playing]
[vocalizing]
[indistinct chatter]
[kisses]
♪ Let's dance ♪
♪ Put on your red shoes
And dance the blues ♪
♪ Let's dance ♪
♪ To the song they're playin'
On the radio... ♪
[in Spanish] Thank you for coming
to celebrate my husband.
[song fades]
The father of our beautiful son,
Michael Corleone.
- Stepfather to my Uber, Ozzy, and Dixon.
- [guests clapping and cheering]
[in English]
That's not all we're celebrating.
[Griselda] That's right.
So, then, let me start
by saying a few words
in memory
of our friends in law enforcement.
Miami is our city now.
Long live la reina.
[all cheering]
- [man 1 in Spanish] Yeah!
- [woman 1] Queen!
- [whistling]
- [woman 2] Long live!
[in Spanish] But now to why we're here.
When we got married,
I told Dario he was no longer my bodyguard
because he was now my husband.
Of course, being Dario,
he didn't like that much.
[guests laugh]
I told him he was just trading
the metal in his pocket
for gold in his wallet.
Yes, he loves his speedboat, his Caddie.
But I think he still misses
being my tough guy.
So I thought I'd give him
the best of both worlds.
[man 2] Hey.
[Dario] Holy sh*t.
[Griselda] For my golden g*n.
[guests cheering and whooping]
Of course, I got you all presents too.
Come on.
[Griselda] Have an appetizer.
- There's more than plenty.
- Thank you.
["Dr. b*at" playing over speakers]
Whoo!
Happy birthday, my love.
Thank you. You shouldn't have.
[Griselda] Mm.
Let's dance.
[in English]
♪ Doctor, I've got this feelin' ♪
♪ Deep inside of me ♪
♪ Deep inside of me, ow! ♪
♪ I just can't control my feet ♪
♪ When I hear the b*at ♪
♪ When I hear the b*at ♪
♪ Hey, Doctor
Could you give me somethin' ♪
♪ To ease the pain? ♪
♪ To ease the pain ♪
♪ 'Cause if you don't help me soon ♪
♪ I'm gonna lose my brain ♪
♪ Gonna go insane ♪
♪ I just don't know, don't know ♪
♪ How I'm gonna deal with you ♪
♪ Doc, doc, doc, doc, Dr. b*at... ♪
[Griselda in Spanish] The Godmother.
[in English]
♪ Won't you help me, Dr. b*at? ♪
♪ Doc, doc, doc, doc, Dr. b*at ♪
♪ Won't you help me, Dr. b*at? ♪
♪ Doc, doc, doc, doc, Dr. b*at ♪
♪ Won't you help me, Dr. b*at? ♪
[in Spanish] This isn't so bad.
Never dreamed I'd get this far.
[chuckles]
[RIvi] Griselda.
We have a problem.
How's it possible?
We eliminated anyone who could talk.
How the f*ck did they find a stash house
all the way in Fort Lauderdale?
[clicks tongue]
We haven't found the informant.
Or maybe they had other intel.
- [muffled dance music playing]
- [guests cheering]
They're just trying to get in your head.
I'll do some digging,
talk to our police contacts,
see what I can find.
Come dance with me.
Hmm? Let's go.
I'll see you down there.
Mmm.
[door closes]
[in English] So, we got this tiny haul
of dr*gs and money,
but we have no clue
if your psychological play even worked.
I know what I'm doing.
But you do have a plan, right?
I mean, this wasn't just
you hitting her back 'cause of Diaz.
We keep her looking over her shoulder,
poking her in these small ways.
She's shaky, Al. I know it.
We pull the right card,
the whole house comes down.
Hopefully, not on our heads.
Jesus. You got any more questions?
June.
Any questions I have
is because I'm a step behind.
[sighs]
Wait. Look at this.
Who's Carmen Rivera?
[groovy dance music playing]
[lively chatter, laughter]
- Oh, Marta. Oh, my God.
- [laughs]
[chuckles]
- Griselda.
- [mumbles]
[in Spanish] Hold on.
What's up?
How's the party? Everyone's having fun?
Rafa and I already f*cked in the bathroom.
[chuckling] Look, no panty party.
[laughs]
Dario may like your wet p*ssy
more than a gold g*n.
[both chuckle]
Marta, tell me something.
You remember John talking
to your cousin Fabio lately?
Have they ever met or talked in private?
[chuckles] What are you afraid of?
No one's gonna touch you now.
I just want to be sure.
Come to think of it,
- John and Fabio did meet last week.
- [John laughing]
But... Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey.
It was nothing.
Look, you want to relax?
I brought something for you. Yes or no?
Here. Take it.
- It's cr*ck.
- Mm.
That sh*t fucks me harder
than Rafa ever can. That's it.
f*ck. I'm leaking and no panties.
[indistinct chatter]
[breathes deeply]
[laughter]
[exhales]
- [suspenseful music playing]
- [laughter echoing]
[imperceptible]
[John, echoing] Griselda.
[normally] Griselda.
[in English] Let's talk.
With the f*ck is wrong with her?
[in Spanish] John and Fabio met.
What if that assh*le's been tipping
the cops to f*ck me over?
Roberts is a d*ck,
but he's not gonna risk coming at you.
And Marta is crazy, likes to play games.
Rafa sh*t Arturo right in front of me.
He's always wanted
to take me out of the business.
If you k*ll one,
you'd have to do all three.
[Dario] Who f*cking
said anything about k*lling?
We need to take this seriously.
I didn't hear her say anything
about k*lling anyone.
Don't put f*cking words in her mouth.
[Dixon] Shut the f*ck up!
You're dead, m*therf*cker!
- You're dead, you bastard!
- Stop now!
What the f*ck's going on?
[in English] Look what he did to me.
[in Spanish] Eat sh*t.
[in English] Get the f*ck out of here now.
[Dixon panting, sniffing]
[in Spanish] You said if someone
comes at us, they come at you.
- [Uber] Not sure this is what she meant.
- Shut up!
Don't you think
you've used enough tonight?
You are not my dad.
What the f*ck did I tell you about using?
[Dixon] Are you serious?
You literally served coke as an appetizer.
I can't deal with this bullshit right now!
Let's go! Let's go!
[Dixon] Okay! Okay!
[in English] This whole family's
a six-car f*cking pileup. [chuckles]
What the f*ck did you just say?
Great party.
[Dario in Spanish] What the hell
are you looking at? It's a party!
Estela.
Bring the cake out now!
[all in English] ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday, Dario ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
[cheering, whooping]
[fireworks exploding]
[in Spanish]
Thank you all so much for coming.
I'm so happy that you're here.
But now it's time to dance, right? Music!
- ["Good Things" playing over speakers]
- [guests whooping]
[Dario] Hey.
Can we talk?
[in English] ♪ Is strong enough for two ♪
♪ And I'll do anything ♪
♪ You tell me to ♪
- [in Spanish] Want your other present?
- No.
What is it?
Look a little closer at your life.
Rivi's putting f*cking ideas
in your head every day.
And you know it.
You use too much, my love.
You're k*lling people for nothing.
Know what I'd rather have
as a birthday present?
Take our boys and leave this place,
away from all these people.
I'm finally on top,
and you want us to leave?
Better to get out on top.
You're always questioning me.
Why do you think I do it?
I'm protecting you.
Could it be you're the informant?
Go f*ck yourself.
[glass shatters]
[Marta] Mrs. Blanco.
[chuckles]
Dario can't have all the fun.
I have a little surprise for you.
[in English] Sheila, this is Griselda.
♪ And you make me feel ♪
♪ You make me feel all right ♪
[in Spanish]
This is what a queen deserves.
[chuckles]
[in English] ♪ I keep telling you baby ♪
♪ Now I know it's all right ♪
- [party music playing over speakers]
- [guests cheering]
[Marta and Griselda giggle]
[kisses, giggles]
[in Spanish] Cutie.
Does this look okay? [laughs]
Don't mess up my hair.
Like nothing happened.
[Griselda] Carmen.
[in English] Hey. I'm leaving.
I gotta get up early.
[Carmen kisses]
Thank you for coming.
[Carmen] Of course.
Hey. Be careful with that pipe, okay?
You know how it can get.
- Mm.
- Yeah? All right.
I love you.
[scoffs]
[in Spanish] The f*ck's her problem?
[chuckles]
She just worries.
What's she worrying about,
the f*cking pipe?
Is she spying on you?
Mind your own business.
Bitch.
[sniffles]
Go get a drink. I'll find you, okay?
Mm.
Tell Chucho to keep an eye on Carmen.
Something's up with her.
Chucho didn't come tonight.
Stayed home with his kid.
He's not here?
Your house is in order, Griselda.
But how'd they find the stash house?
Had some old intel.
So I'm absolutely certain we're good.
Don't worry.
You know you're... safe.
Eh?
- I'm safe.
- Yes.
Relax.
Enjoy the party.
[guests laughing]
[suspenseful music playing]
[muffled laughter echoes]
[music gradually swells]
[voices whispering]
[music stops]
- [muffled party music playing]
- [knocking on door]
Mom?
- Can I talk to you?
- [sighs]
Come in.
This party, it's too much.
I saw Michael Corleone using a coke straw
to drink chocolate milk.
It's all in good fun, Uber.
And Dixon?
He's freaking out.
Took off with his girlfriend.
Let him blow off some steam
instead of kicking the sh*t
out of my guests.
[lighter clicks]
I wonder...
where he learned to do that.
Listen to me, you ungrateful little sh*t.
Everything I do,
I do for you and your brothers.
Dixon was behaving like
an assh*le, and now you are too.
Fine.
Godmother.
[door closes]
- Carmen.
- [gasps]
[in English] Sorry. [chuckles]
I didn't mean to scare you. I was, um...
I was waiting for you to come home.
I'm sorry. Do I know you?
Oh, I'm June Hawkins.
- Detective June Hawkins, Miami PD.
- Oh. That's right. Yeah.
Hey, no, it's okay.
Hey, look, I just wanna talk.
Thought that maybe
we could help each other out.
Yeah, I don't need your help.
Well, you might.
We hit one
of your boss's stash houses tonight.
Someone got careless and thought
that maybe because it was far out of town,
we'd never find it.
And then we found this in the safe.
It's a lease contract
with the name of the company
that the house was rented to.
City record says that you own it.
You know, renting a house
that holds cash and dr*gs,
that's not good.
It's definitely enough to get a warrant
on that company's financials.
I wonder if that will show us
how you're laundering her money.
Well, that is how you got that car
and this house, right?
Carmen.
Do you like protecting someone
that k*lled that many people?
Look, I don't care
about the dr*gs or the money.
I care about the murders.
You talk to us, and you get a deal.
You don't...
you go away a long time.
f*ck off.
It's bullshit.
[muffled party music
playing over speakers]
[projector whirring]
[projector clicking]
[knock on door]
Dario.
[in Spanish] Fireworks are about to start.
Don't want you to miss it.
[projector clicks]
What's up?
You okay?
[muffled party music
continues over speakers]
[firecrackers whistling]
[firecrackers exploding]
[party music fades]
[guests whooping]
[captivating instrumental music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Dario talking indistinctly]
- [Dario stops talking]
- Dario...
What the f*ck is this?
What the f*ck is what? We're talking.
Talking?
[tense music playing]
Talking is not what this bitch does.
Griselda.
- Go f*ck yourself.
- What the f*ck did you just say to me?!
- [Dario] Listen to me.
- Let go of me!
- Let go of me! Let me go! Let go!
- Listen to me. Listen to me.
[tense music playing]
[Griselda] Move!
[guests gasping and screaming]
[tires screeching]
f*ck!
Griselda.
Give me that g*n.
You m*therf*cker.
I was worried about some stranger
stabbing me in the back
and look what you do.
We weren't doing anything.
We were just talking.
What the f*ck
do you have to tell that bitch?
Were you complaining
about how I castrate you?
- How I don't let you k*ll for me anymore?
- Griselda, stop.
How I don't listen to you and only listen
to Rivi? Poor little Dario.
You want to know
what we were talking about? Do you?
How you're a terrible f*cking mother. Hmm?
That's what I was talking about.
You ruined your boys and I'm not
gonna let that happen to Michael.
I'm fed up. You're f*cking crazy.
Bad mother.
Let's talk inside.
Lousy wife.
Calm down.
What are you doing?
- [guests screaming]
- What the f*ck are you doing?
You're lucky it wasn't you.
You want to sh**t me? You want to k*ll me?
Go ahead and sh**t me in the back.
That way you won't see my f*cking face.
[Griselda] Hmm.
[gasps]
[dramatic music playing]
[gasps]
[John in English]
Griselda, stop. It's okay.
- [Griselda] Take your clothes off.
- What?
Take your f*cking clothes off.
All right.
Faster.
Everything.
On your knees.
Please, Griselda, don't do this.
I will pay you whatever the f*ck you want.
Get on all fours
and start barking like a f*cking dog.
- [guests scream]
- [John barking]
Louder.
[barks louder]
Hey!
You want me to bark? I'll bark.
You two, strip.
It's my f*cking party.
I want you to f*ck him.
- Who told you to stop?
- [barking]
Griselda.
What the f*ck are you doing?
Are you f*cking crazy? Give me the g*n.
Get in the f*cking house.
Get in the house.
Get the f*ck out. Get up. Get out.
Get out! All of you, get the f*ck out!
What the f*ck
did I just do back there, Carmen?
What the f*ck was that?
Well, the pipe didn't help.
But also, that's what happens
when it's you against the world, baby.
You go to k*ll the monster, right?
The one that b*at you up and put you down.
And you fight,
and you fight until you forget
why the f*ck you're fighting.
- Then one day, you wake up and...
- The monster is you.
[Carmen] Yeah.
And trust me, I've been there, mami.
And that's why I wanna help you
the way you did for me.
Help you and the kids get out of here.
Start fresh. You know what?
I've been putting some clean cash
in a bank account.
We can take that money
and open some travel agencies
in some other city.
And sell tickets to Puerto Vallarta.
Yeah.
Or maybe in the morning,
I'm going to wake up,
and all of this will be over.
Everything will be fine.
Um...
You want to know
why I came back to the party tonight?
That lady cop approached me.
She's not stopping. She's pissed,
and she's coming harder at us.
CENTAC isn't over. None of it is.
- You talked to the cop?
- Calm down, Griselda. It was nothing.
Nothing? I have a rat in my organization,
and you telling me that you're talking
to a f*cking cop is nothing.
She offered me some bullshit deal.
She offered you a deal?
What the f*ck
does she have on you, Carmen?
Just speculation.
I'm gonna come talk
to you tomorrow when you're sober.
You're not f*cking going anywhere.
What the hell. Calm down, Griselda.
Is it you, Carmen?
- What?
- Huh?
You're always f*cking judging me
with those sober eyes.
It's me, Carmen, I would never betray you.
- I don't f*cking believe you.
- No! I would never... f*ck you.
[Griselda groans]
[both grunting]
[Carmen whimpers]
[tense music playing]
[Carmen choking]
- [yelling] f*cking bitch. f*cking bitch!
- [grunting, gasping]
- [necklace snaps]
- [both grunting]
[Carmen grunts]
[yelling in Spanish]
Die! Die, you f*cking bitch!
[Dario] Griselda.
- Die!
- Let go of her!
- f*cking bitch! f*cking let go of me!
- [gasping, whimpering]
- f*cking let go of me!
- Calm down! Calm down! Calm down!
[Carmen choking and coughing]
What the f*ck was that? Huh?
You've had enough, don't you think?
Look at me, Griselda.
Carmen is not the informant. Hmm?
It's all in your mind.
[Dario sighs]
- How's the party?
- [Dario chuckles sarcastically]
The party?
The party went to sh*t after you forced
the guests to f*ck at gunpoint.
What did you think was going to happen?
What was all that?
You need to trust me.
Instead, you do what?
Embarrass me in front of all those people.
No.
You did it to yourself, Dario.
[scoffs]
Soon as we found out about Michael,
you went soft.
- Hmm.
- You wanted me to stop.
[scoffs]
- To just keep my territory.
- [sighs]
I knew if I wanted to win,
I needed someone like Rivi.
"Soft."
I just wanted to be a father for Michael.
[Dario sighs]
Now I don't even know
why I did all of this.
Why I k*lled those people.
Why I hurt you.
For what?
For a giant f*cking walk-in closet?
[Dario sighs]
We're both rotting in here.
In this beautiful house,
with that f*cking huge closet.
And we're rotting, my love.
[somber music playing]
I love you.
Forget all that other stuff.
Forget the informant.
Forget all you had to do to get here.
Hmm?
Let's take all that money and leave
with our kids. Let's start from scratch.
You have to stop all of this now.
Hmm?
Griselda, I get that the world
f*cked you for so long.
[emotional music playing]
But not me.
Mm?
Never me.
I don't trust you anymore.
Now go.
[music swells]
f*ck everyone.
["Sex Toy" playing over speakers]
[snorts]
[in English] Want a drink?
♪ Sex toy ♪
♪ Sex toy ♪
♪ Sex toy ♪
♪ Sex toy ♪
Hey.
f*ck off, assh*le.
I'd like to f*ck you, baby.
What? What?
[crowd screaming]
You're f*cking dead, assh*le!
- [man] It's all good. Take it easy.
- [Dixon] Yeah?
Dixon.
- There!
- Dixon.
f*ck!
[security guard in Spanish]
Step aside! Move!
[banging at door]
- Chucho. Chucho.
- Dixon, what's going on?
I need your help, man.
- What did you do?
- Tell him to leave, Chucho.
- [Chucho] No, no, no.
- [whimpers]
- [police siren wailing]
- What?
You brought the cops?
You brought the cops?
No. This assh*le pinched
my girl's ass and I lost my temper.
Take the g*n and hide me. Say you did it.
No! Please, Chucho, don't.
These people are k*lling you.
It's better you go back to your house.
- [Dixon] What?
- I have a kid here. Calm down.
- No.
- Go back to your house.
This is your job. You have to help me.
[tense music playing]
[breathes heavily]
[Chucho's wife, echoing]
These people are k*lling you.
Tell him to leave, Chucho.
Chucho, what the f*ck?
[groans]
[Chucho] Dixon!
f*ck!
[door opens]
[door closes]
[Dixon] Mom.
[Griselda sighs]
Dixon, what happened?
I went to Chucho for help, and he hit me.
He did that to you?
Fucker was also gonna
give me up to the cops.
You've got to teach him a lesson.
Get some rest.
[door opens, closes]
I want you to k*ll Chucho.
[foreboding music playing]
He's the informant.
He wasn't here all night.
No doubt he's talking
to that CENTAC bitch.
She approached Carmen.
Probably just had more luck with Chucho.
We don't know that.
What I know is
I'm having to do your job for you.
All due respect, Griselda,
my job has always been to help make you
the most powerful person in Miami.
If you k*ll one of your own on a theory,
that's not power.
That's fear.
Fear?
He hit my son.
You know, Dario was right.
You think you can control me.
That I only listen
to what you have to say.
I'm protecting you.
If one more man tells me
he's protecting me,
I'm going to cut his balls off!
Tonight's taught me
there aren't many people I can trust.
And you. Have you warned me
about any of them? No!
That makes me not trust you.
I would never betray you,
Griselda. You know that.
Stop telling me what I know!
That's exactly what makes me think
you'd betray me.
Okay.
I'll do it.
[door opens]
[door closes]
["Black Trombone" playing]
[whistling]
f*ck!
[people clamoring]
[song continues]
[sighs]
Did you do it?
I missed him, Griselda.
So he's alive?
[sighs in relief]
Thank God.
If you still doubt my loyalty,
I can make my own living.
That won't be necessary, Rivi.
Thank you.
[song fades out]
[reporter on TV in English]
We are learning more about...
- a child who was sh*t...
- [in Spanish] Good morning.
[in English] ...in a senseless act
of v*olence. Miami police said...
[Griselda in Spanish] I said good morning.
[reporter in English] ...they responded
to a call of sh*ts being fired.
The scene is still very much active...
[Griselda in Spanish] What is it?
[reporter in English]
...as we're only hours removed
from when the incident occurred.
Early this morning,
the body of a small boy
was found
on the footsteps of a local mosque.
The boy has been identified
as Johnny Castro,
believed to be the son
of Jesus Chucho Castro.
The two-year-old was sh*t three times
in a drive-by sh**ting.
[melancholy music playing]
Absolutely tragic.
Continuing today as law enforcement...
[in Spanish] What happened?
[in English] ...try to establish
what happened to the victim...
[in Spanish]
Someone k*lled Chucho's son, Mom.
[reporter in English] We go live
to the scene with Chuck Wilson.
Chuck, what do you have for us?
[Chuck] Police found little Johnny's body
on Monday wrapped in sheets.
They knew where to look
because Jesus Castro had called them.
Tonight, detectives say Colombian Castro
has been on the phone again,
making three calls today.
[news report continues indistinctly]
Any word on Chucho Castro?
Looks like he and the wife left town.
[June] Hmm.
How you doing?
Other than letting everyone down?
You got to her, June, okay?
They know that.
Yeah.
- And look at what it cost.
- Hey.
You hit a stash house, and you tried
to turn a witness. That's it.
You did not k*ll that child.
She did that.
Yeah.
- [officer] Sergeant Hawkins?
- [June clears throat]
There's someone here to see you.
Says you know her.
[June] Carmen.
[ominous music playing]
What can I do for you?
That deal you offered?
I'll take it.
["Do You Feel It?" playing]
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ Yes I feel it
But I feel it in another way ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ I feel the pressure that keeps us down ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ Yes I feel it ♪
♪ I feel it baby
But I feel it in another way ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ El Barrio is the place that's up town ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ I feel
I feel all the fear and the hate ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ That's where fear
And hate is commonplace ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ I said it
Tellin' you about being hungry ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ Up town, that's the place ♪
♪ That poverty abounds ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ I used to love it there ♪
♪ The place where I was born ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ But somewhere there's a better place ♪
♪ When I find it, I'll be gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ I feel it
I feel it in my bones ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ Gonna search for another
Another home ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ Said I feel it
Feel it in my bones ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ Soon as I can, I'll be gone
Gone, gone ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ I feel it yes, I feel it ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ Where poverty abounds ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ I feel it, I feel it
Got to get away ♪
♪ Do you feel it? ♪
♪ Gotta get away, gotta get away
Gotta get away, gotta get away ♪