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THE ACERO DYNASTY
Tell me my son's alive.
He was, until now!
You just killed him.
Indio doesn't have enough blood running through his veins
to pay for the bloodshed he's caused.
I'm going to kill that bastard.
I've got you now, bastard.
It's the beginning of your end, Casas.
Here are the new rules of the game.
You're opening up the gulf for me, free of charge...
and you work for me now, also for free.
You're my new do-boy.
From here on out, your name will be...
Shark II.
That son of a bitch!
He killed my son to get back at you.
What have you done?
This can't be what remains of my son.
This jersey... It was a birthday present.
This is all your fault.
You killed him.
You killed my son, you bitch!
You killed him!
You ------- bitch!
I'm going to kill you!
You couldn't protect him!
Let me go!
My son wasn't killed by a narco!
This is what you get for trying to act like a hero!
You just wanted a damn ego boost!
They didn't just kill my son. They killed me too.
Those people will never pay.
But you will.
You're going to pay for my son's death!
It's your fault, you bitch! You did this!
[Jadeos]
You don't know...
You don't know how many times I've contemplated suicide today.
I want to feel the same pain he did when this happened to him.
The same state of panic he must've entered,
locked up and alone... with a gun pointed at his chest.
I didn't kill myself
because Daniel took my gun to save me.
And you know what?
You're right.
You're totally right. I wasn't there.
I couldn't protect him, Jorge.
Every time I think of how much he suffered...
I can't help but think I'm the one who deserves to be dead.
Yes.
But don't lose sight of one thing.
You may be bent on making me feel like crap,
but I'm his mother.
I'm Nicolas' mother... and that'll never change.
Not even now that he's dead.
What I feel deep down isn't injected into you.
I carried your son within me.
I felt his first movements.
I held his tiny hand while teaching him to walk.
That isn't a feeling you "learn."
[Jadeos]
And as much as I feel like dying right now...
as much as I want to hug him, wherever he is...
I can't do it.
I can't die.
I'm going to find his killer...
and I'm going to make him suffer just as much.
Mark my words.
We have to... say our goodbyes.
Our son needs a funeral.
My son...
Nicolas is and will always be my son.
Let me go.
Let go!
You know what?
My biggest mistake... was choosing you as his mother.
My grandmother always said cuachalalate was great
for sealing up wounds and avoiding gangrene.
She was a wise woman.
Where's your family?
Here, on the ranch.
They're the only family I've known,
since before I was your age.
I grew up here...
and I'll die here once my time comes.
What about your grandma?
Listen, kid. Get this through your head.
Your parents sold you. They've abandoned you.
The boss protects you now.
He'll be your boss till the day you die.
You owe him obedience and respect.
That's what families do.
Respect and care for each other.
Whoever doesn't comply... is dead.
The boss wants you to be Shark II.
You're to replace his late son.
You're gonna make it big...
and if you work hard, you'll be his heir.
I'm not Shark II. I'm Nicolas Araujo Cardenas.
People will know my name.
That's more like it, kiddo!
Atta boy.
-What'd you say your name was? -Nicolas Araujo Cardenas.
-What's your name? -Nicolas Araujo Cardenas.
-What's your name, maggot? -Nicolas Araujo Cardenas!
-What's your name? -Nicolas Araujo Cardenas!
-What's your damn name? -Nicolas Araujo Cardenas!
Sleep well, sweetie.
Rest in peace.
I'm sorry about your loss.
Thanks for fronting money for the new ranch.
I've ended up penniless and homeless.
But not without friends, Amaro.
This is the safest house there is.
You'll be invisible here.
Thanks for the handout, man.
I'll repay you once the business is back up and running.
No need, Amaro. Money isn't an issue.
Honestly.
We'll be making enough for thousands of ranches.
Now, listen closely.
I'm working on something new...
something that'll make you rich and powerful again.
MEXICO CITY
State Intelligence has identified
the culprits of the attack against Salvador Acero
and Erick Quintanilla:
members of the Tijuana Cartel.
<i> Matamoros and the entire state</i> <i> of Tamaulipas </i>
<i> require a firm leader</i> <i>to help eradicate these cartels.</i>
<i> That's why</i> <i> I'm officially announcing</i>
Erick Quintanilla's candidacy for Mayor of Matamoros.
He's a damn good public speaker!
Bravo!
See how this works, Azuceno?
Yes, sir. It's amazing.
I play the music and my monkeys just dance...
and if I tell them to stop, they stop dancing.
They'll each take their place.
Some will go to the cemetery.
Others will be ruined...
and I'll remain as the sole heir to the Tijuana and Cali cartels.
<i> There have been attempts</i> <i> by sensationalist press...</i>
Just perfect.
I'm tired of instability, of the lack of jobs,
and of seeing poverty on the streets.
This country's medical system is garbage!
Our politicians shamelessly steal from us.
They're too rich to understand their people!
That's why I've had it.
I've had it with their unfulfilled promises,
and that's why I'm running for Mayor of Matamoros!
Long live Matamoros!
Bravo!
You rock, Rooster!
[Aplausos]
If you need anything, you can count on us, Indira.
Thanks.
Why don't you take a few days off?
You should rest... but ideally not alone.
The boss is here. He wants to pay his respects.
Our mothers were right.
Parents should never bury their children.
Want some coffee?
I'm glad the charges
against your family were dropped.
Thanks, Mendoza.
Justice takes a while, but it always prevails.
I'm just glad Daniel isn't a fugitive anymore.
I figured as much when I saw you in El Paso undisguised.
We didn't get anything from the immigrants.
No one spoke up during interrogations
about Indio Amaro's whereabouts.
We should probably resort to other methods.
What about Sanchez? Any news?
Nothing yet.
<i> Matamoros' unemployment rate</i> <i> will be zero!</i>
<i> Our people won't need to cross</i> <i> the border for jobs!</i>
[Se oyen voces]
Tuti, come look!
Look!
What's he doing on TV?
He's running for mayor.
No way! Don't make me laugh!
It's shameless.
He has the president's support and everything.
Damn.
I thought that only happened in Colombia.
Remember Rooster's a leader of the Acero-Quintanilla cartel.
He runs it alongside Salvador and Vicenta.
Duh!
I don't suffer from amnesia like ladies in telenovelas.
Girls, I know what we're going to do.
We're going to get to Rooster.
He'll lead us to the Aceros.
Then Mr. Romero will be pleased with me
and he'll give me more stuff to do!
Yeah, girls!
Do you already know him?
Do I ever!
-You mean you guys...? -Yes, girl, yes!
I know him very well and I'll say this much, girls.
We're going to have a great time doing this.
That Rooster's got spurs.
I swear to God.
Biggest ---- I've ever seen.
It's this huge, delicious thing.
Look at his hands! That's how I know.
I look at their feet! What's your shoe size?
Show us! [Hablan al unísono]
This finger can tell us a lot. Hmm...
Jose Angel.
Jose Angel!
Jose Angel.
Jose Angel, what have you done?
Why?
Jose Angel, what did you do?
Please don't go! Don't leave me!
Jose Angel!
Jose Angel, no!
We're here to celebrate the life
of Nicolas Araujo Cardenas.
My former ICE colleague Indira has asked me to say a few words
on her behalf.
Nicolas Araujo was young man
with his entire life ahead of him,
yet he is no longer with us.
Today, yet another mother mourns the death of a son
lost as a consequence of drug trafficking.
A son she won't even be able to rightfully bury.
Gentlemen, this war must end.
We cannot lose any more innocent lives.
Enough.
Indira... rest easy.
Those responsible for killing your son shall pay.
Indira, I speak on behalf of everyone present.
We're here for you.
Our sincerest condolences.
Rest in peace, Nicolas.
Die, you bitch!
You're going to die like the murderer you are.
THE ACERO DYNASTY
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