01x04 - Juan Doe

[bunniefuu]

- Yo, m*therf*cker.

Who you claim?

Man, who you claim, fat a*s?

- Nabisco?

- Aw, damn.

That sh*t ain't right, Zamora.

You know I got a slow metabolism.

Yo, where you coming from?

- Where you think, culero?

School.

f*cking waste of time.

Yeah, well, it's got

something you don't girls.

Damn, Rick.

He's saying you ugly.

b*tch!

Shut up and eat your chicharrones.

What happens when you graduate

and your a*s is working

at a Jiffy Lube?

with the Reyes Dorados.

Hey, with your family

connects in Guerrero

Just say the word.

We jump you in tonight.

- Man, f*ck that.

I do my own thing.

My mom doesn't want me

ending up like her brothers.

What the f*ck?

Las Bestias.

Disrespecting us for the

last m*therf*cking time.

So what's up with your sister?

What the f*ck you know about my sister?

Hey!

What do you think you're doing?

Taking a rock out of my shoe.

Up against the f*cking wall.

I didn't do anything!

What did you just

call Sergeant Richards?

I didn't say sh*t.

Let go of me!

This is some r*cist-a*s bullshit!

You ain't getting cuffed

because you're brown.

You're getting cuffed

'cause we're blue.

You and your friends are the ones

who have a problem with colors.

And we don't appreciate you using ours.

I'm guessing you two don't come over

to this side of town too often.

Yo, he ain't even in Reyes Dorado!

My man never claimed!

- Where you going?

- Home.

What was the nature

of your visit to Mexico?

Fishing.

I'm gonna need you to proceed

to secondary inspection, sir.

- Is that really necessary?

I'm retired CBP.

Well, then you ought to know,

it's the lane on your right.

Out of the vehicle.

Okay.

You can stand over there.

You're free to go.

Dante?

Señor Juan Diego.

No hay problema, Saulo.

Manolo.

Uh

Saulo's not a thief.

I put him in charge of this bodega.

And the person in charge

always takes the blame.

You think you're ready

to be Jefe de Plaza?

Show me.

No, no, no, no

Does that same g*n

have a conscience now?

All of a sudden?

Because it didn't seem to care

about that guy in my vineyard.

What is that?

Restraint.

So you do have it.

Remember this feeling, Dante.

If you ever spill blood in my home,

or go after the pregnant woman

without a direct order from me

You and I are gonna have a problem.

This isn't like Frank. He's

not answering his cell.

Okay, but it hasn't even

been, like, six hours.

Why don't you just try Dr. Dorman?

Daddy?

Oh, he's not home yet, babe.

Where is he?

Hello?

- Hi, Katie, it's me.

- Dad, how are you?

Can I speak to your mother?

Um, it's actually not a great time.

Oh? Why's that?

Uh, Frank didn't come home from work,

so she's on the phone with Dr. Dorman.

Dr. Dorman?

His partner.

Listen, Katie,

I know I haven't always been

the best father or husband.

- Dad.

- Listen

I just want you and

your mother to know

that with the retirement

and all that

I don't have work to choose

over you guys anymore.

So

I'm gonna make a lot more time.

I'm gonna be there

for both of you.

Okay, do you, like,

have cancer or something?

- No.

- Okay, good.

Um, she's off the phone

with Dr. Dorman

if you want to talk to her.

What's up, Ben-dejo?

What, you recognize this place?

You f*ck have been

digging into my past?

sh**t first, ask questions later,

like every other cop.

I was Border Patrol,

as*h*le, not a cop.

You think this f*cking kid

cares what badge you wore?

- What's this?

- Your job.

My man here got picked up

by Border Patrol

a few weeks back.

Who is he?

Just another migrant to you.

You want me to bust

an ill*gal out of detention?

You're gonna call my

boss and tell him no?

Well, what's this guy's name?

Juan Doe.

Look, even if I was still

on active duty,

which I'm not,

do you have any idea how many tonks

use fake names like these

when they get processed?

You shot an unarmed

teen dead in an alley,

and you got to keep your pension.

No offense, but you seem

pretty resourceful.

The detention system

makes the DMV look organized.

You're not asking me to

find a needle in a haystack.

You're asking me to find a

needle in a stack of needles.

It's not my problem, migra.

Figure it out by morning.

What are you doing here?

Business

opportunities.

Friends of my wife.

Hola, mi amor.

Dante.

How long before your

flight back to Baja?

I put together a little dinner party

for some of the other collectors.

Will you stay?

Anything for you, my love.

Bueno.

Come on.

You're leaning on the art.

Esme Gallo.

Dante.

You're a guest of Paloma's?

If I was a guest,

I might feel more welcome.

Then what are you doing here?

I go where he tells me.

That painting you just ruined

is 200,000 pesos.

For this piece of sh*t?

I painted that piece of sh*t.

What the hell, Ben?

You told me to get her somewhere safe.

In what language does that mean

put her in my daughter's room?

What'd you expect me to do?

I don't exactly

have the money for a hotel.

All right, look.

Here

just

It doesn't have to be five stars,

as long as it's not on the ICE list.

She can stay tonight,

but tomorrow she can't be here.

Why not?

Because I don't want her here.

Ben, you can't just say

that sh*t and not tell me why.

- I told you.

Her baby daddy's cartel.

Now, you go and tell her

that we're gonna rent her a

motel room, starting tomorrow.

Wait, wait, wait.

You want me to tell her?

Well, you're the one

who speaks español.

And "¿dónde está el baño?"

isn't gonna cut it on this one.

's up, Ben-dejo?

What are you doing, calling me here?

You said we were gonna

meet tomorrow morning.

Whoa.

Careful.

You're gonna have a,

like, heart attack, homes.

How long have you been

out there watching me?

You think my boss gives a sh*t

about that little pupusa

sleeping in your crib?

You're dead wrong.

Now come outside.

I'm sick of cleaning up your messes.

Is that Frank's car?

It was.

Now it's not.

You want to stay up all night, cowboy?

Don't just stand there.

Grab the VIN tags from the door.

Tools are right there.

And when you're done,

don't forget the engine

block and the windshield.

You should be happy.

Your ex-wife's single again.

I'll be happy when I'm

done with you people.

You got a plan yet

on how to get Juan Doe

out of detention?

'Cause that's how you get done with us.

Morning.

Hey. I made pancakes.

Mm.

¿Qué?

¿Desayuno?

Tu amigo Garrett.

Me voy al motel.

No.

You, no motel.

You're safe for now.

Seguro.

El Catrin is not interested in you.

Here

Here you go.

Mm.

Gracias.

Okay.

Ben Clemens.

As I live and breathe.

- You call that living?

- Miss me that bad, huh?

- Couldn't stay away?

- Unlike your wife.

That hurt, Ben.

You know we're going to counseling.

Can't imagine why.

Oh, f*ck.

God damn it.

Hey, Ben!

What the heck you doing here?

I just hit the gym.

Don't look so shocked,

you skinny prick.

Hey, you just disappeared

on me last night.

It's starting to be a bit

of a thing with you.

I got sh*t to do.

What, am I supposed to check in with

you every time I leave the house?

Um, Kate called me, by the way.

She's worried about Frank.

Apparently he didn't

come home last night.

Guy's probably on a bender.

Frank? Are you kidding me?

Who knows what people do

when no one's looking?

Yeah, about that.

You and I are long

overdue for a talk, Ben.

- That's gonna have to wait.

- Well, how much longer?

- Till I'm good and f*cking ready.

- Ben, you can't just keep walking away.

Yeah, I can.

Do me a favor.

Keep an eye on Katie.

You're gonna cuff me?

f*ck that.

I ain't no w*tback.

If you'd just listen to me,

it's pretty f*cking simple.

I was born in the U.S.

I walk you in there

as a witness to the

magistrate, all right?

Then you ID your guy,

I hand over the paperwork

that I grabbed at my

station, we walk him out.

If it's so simple,

then go in and find him.

Are you f*cking crazy?

There's no way I'm gonna

pick that guy out on my own.

Still can't tell us beaners apart, huh?

Look, you know this guy.

I-I'm assuming

you've met him before, right?

Yeah.

It'll be a lot easier to pick him out

if you lay eyes on him.

And what happens if one

of your Border Patrol butt

buddies recognizes you?

Ah, it's nowhere near my old station.

Agents come and go all the time.

That's the thing about

working for the government.

Now, come on.

I'm gonna need your GL*CK.

Like hell, Ben-dejo.

You're gonna walk in there with a g*n?

No.

Then you're smarter than you look.

But not smart enough to think

about what might happen

if someone sees that I don't have one.

Just in case you pull

an Angel Suarez on me.

Turn around.

Can't believe this sh*t.

All right, be cool.

Someone sent

the wrong Juan Doe to court.

Judge is pissed.

Guy that was collared with him

was supposed to ID some tonk for me.

They both got to show

up at arraignment.

Get back!

Thanks.

What the f*ck is wrong

with you white people?

There he is.

- You sure?

- Yeah, that's him.

You!

You're coming with us. Come on.

Hey. Migra.

Remember me?

I'm the one you tied

to a fence like a dog!

- God damn it.

- Get back!

You heard what I said.

- Hit me.

- ¿Qué?

I said hit me, you f*cking greaseball.

- You okay, brother?

- Yeah, he got me pretty good.

- Come on, let's go.

- Take care of it.

I'll fill out the incident report.

Come on.

- Out of the way.

- Let's go.

I thought you said you

wouldn't be recognized.

Shut up.

Uncuff me.

- I will, just hear me out.

- Now!

My g*n.

We had him.

Look, they were about

to lock down the whole place.

I had no choice

but to get us out of there.

Just walked out and be done with it.

Did you see the agents

rushing toward us?

All they had to do

was take a closer look

at my bullshit paperwork.

How the hell did that guy know you?

I'm the one who got him put in there.

Look, I-I-I think I know

a way to fix this.

I'm listening.

Detention center protocol

dictates that if a detainee

commits a crime,

like attacking an agent,

he gets handed over to ICE,

and then he's transferred

to another facility.

Juan Doe will be transferred, where?

Adelanto three hours north.

I did you a favor, man.

Getting past one or two

agents in a transpo van

is gonna be a hell of a lot

easier than facing down

a detention center full of them.

All right, ese.

You bought yourself some time.

Who you calling?

Big Mo'.

How's your sister?

Yo, I'm gonna need you guys.

Yeah, well, it turns out

CBP has me on the payroll

for the next couple of weeks.

Yeah. Yeah, well,

you know how that goes.

Uh, tell me, is ICE

making that transfer

this afternoon to Adelanto?

Well, someone f*cked up my paperwork,

and I just need to confirm the time.

Okay.

Hey. Thanks, Junior.

Next round's on me, buddy.

All right.

Jesus Christ.

Why don't you just send up

smoke signals next time?

What's the name of your g*ng

Probable Cause?

You find us that route yet?

The drop's at 4:00 p.m.

They're gonna take the I-15 north

to Escondido to avoid the city traffic.

Best time for us

to take our shot is here

Off the highway, last mountain road

before the San Pasqual Valley.

And you've driven this route?

I've made drop-offs there.

Yeah, I bet you love locking

up busload of Mexicans.

We could set the Lexco

cable here, easy.

Lexco cable?

Bridge rope from my

cousin's metal shop.

20,000-pound test

Stop an ICE van pretty quick.

Galvanized cable?

That's the plan?

Take the head right off the driver.

No head, foot comes off the gas,

van stops.

Works for me.

- Yo, me too.

- Yeah.

Hey

we do this without anyone

dying, or we don't do this.

No offense, but we tried it

your way last time, migra.

You think I'm

Oh, sh*t!

Ah, son of a b*tch!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey, what the hell?

That's my truck!

- Let us know!

- We're good to go.

- What is it?

- I don't know.

- Yeah, that's good.

- Go, go, go, go, go, go!

What is this guy's problem?

Pull over!

Pull over! Stop!

What the f*ck?

Oh, sh*t.

Ah!

Ah.

Yeah! f*ck, yeah!

- Ha!

I told you, bro! sh*t!

God damn it.

Get out!

Man, they found us.

Them too.

I'm not here for them.

Did you see their necks, bro?

- Straight money.

- Hell, yeah!

That sh*t went perfectly!

Yo!

Where the hell you think you're going?

Take a piss.

What, do you want to hold it for me?

Hi, you've reached Jill.

I can't get to the phone right now,

but leave a message.

Hey, Jill. It's me.

Uh

Kate told me what's

happening with Frank.

Listen, I-I know that you're aware

that I've been carrying around

some anger about the guy.

The second that I found out that he

he might be missing

I realized that it wasn't him

that caused the cracks in our marriage.

It was me.

I don't know if I'm gonna

get a chance to

To say the things that

I want to say here.

That I

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Uh, Garrett Cox?

Yeah.

Holly Vincent, HSI.

Mind if I come in?

Uh

you know, actually, it's, uh

It's not a great time.

Look, I just had a few things

I wanted to run by you,

and then I will get out of your hair,

let you get back to cooking your meal.

- Sure. Okay.

- Okay. Great.

It's nice.

Cozy.

Kind of small.

What?

Oh, you know, I just

figured, a handsome young guy

like yourself would have

a live-in girlfriend

or boyfriend maybe.

sh*t, I don't f*cking judge.

You, uh, call in sick

the day they gave you

sensitivity training?

Sit down.

I just wanted to ask you

a couple questions

about a coworker of yours

Ben Clemens.

Uh, yeah, I don't work

with him anymore.

He's retired.

That's right.

But you do know the man.

Well, I'm friends

with a lot of guys I work with.

I bet you are.

You are one friendly-a*s m*therf*cker.

I can tell by the dimples.

Did he tell you about that unarmed kid

he gunned down in the alley

a few years back?

No.

But you heard about it.

Locker-room talk?

Yeah yeah, I mean, sure.

It makes Ben an interesting choice

for a role model, doesn't it?

Ben's a good man.

Hmm.

You see these two dead guys?

We found them out in the desert

with your friend's

fingerprints on his car.

We also picked up some tire prints

from the scene

same tires come standard issue

on CBP trucks.

Chevy Tahoe.

Like the one you drive, isn't it?

I might've lied

when I said that

this was just gonna take a sec.

Truth is, this isn't

gonna be quick or easy.

We got a lot of sh*t to talk about.

So I'm gonna ask you some questions.

And I want you to think long and

really f*cking hard before you answer

each and every one of them.

Shame what happened to Javi.

Thanks for bringing my brother home.

What's up, mi'jo? Andale!

You and me

are gonna have some fun together.

Call me Mazo.