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Arizona's carved up by five narcos.
JAMES: Nothing comes in and out without their say-so.
They're called "La Comisión."
But the power between the five isn't an even split.
There's Taza. His tribe controls the border.
So everything goes through him.
And Pecas, he brings in the most product.
He's the boss.
We're gonna ship out of state.
We won't be cutting into anyone's territory.
No, but we still need to transport through it.
JAMES: They cut a deal with that corrupt Sheriff Mayo.
He makes sure no one else's product can get through.
And they pay him a pretty penny for it.
About seven miles out that way is a mass grave.
It's filled with the bodies of dealers
who thought just what you're thinking now.
Set up business here.
And don't give La Comisión a taste.
(indistinct shouting)
JAMES: The graveyard of ambition.
Trust me.
We wanna break into this market, it's gonna cost blood.
He asked me if I have any comment
before he goes public with it,
like he's fixin' to stick it up my ***.
Gonna stick it up my ***.
-Like he's got me by the balls. SAM: (grunts)
MAYO: So, you know, he says that to me, and suddenly,
I got a question for him.
(suspenseful music)
♪ ♪
Hold this. Hold this pen!
Stick it out there.
That's good. You keep it there.
(breathing rapidly)
Okay, so, my question is...
Is the pen
truly mightier than the sword?
Don't do this.
(muffled whimpers)
MAYO: Ah! SAM: (muffled screams)
It would appear not.
(whimpering)
(blade swishes, sloshes) SAM: (gurgles)
(grunts) (body thumps)
From the look of things,
you should not have sent that video.
MAYO: This is my town.
His tribe put all their assets into it.
When it failed, that's when Taza turned to selling drugs.
They meet on Taza's territory,
but it's Pecas who calls the shots.
He's the redhead with the temper to match.
We don't wanna cross him.
♪ ♪
TERESA: And the others?
JAMES: They carry their weight.
But it's Pecas and Taza we need to convince.
If they like us, we live.
They don't, we disappear.
PECAS: That's the business you should've learned.
Ooh.
Because you have bigger balls than any man I've ever met,
to come and sit at our table with a $10 million bounty
on your head. (chuckles)
Saludos, chica.
10 million is a finite number.
I'm here because I'm confident
I can make you more than that.
JAMES: Thank you for meeting us.
We know you're busy men, so we'll be brief.
We? (shushes)
PECAS: Go ahead, Miss Mendoza.
I've come to ask for safe passage for my product.
Each one of you kicks in 8% of your profit.
You share risks and provide each other with protection.
What I'm offering is an extra contribution.
You have a lot of enemies back in Mexico.
PECAS: We would not want those enemies to become ours.
Perhaps you'd be better off taking your business
out of Arizona, while you still can.
What if I brought something else to the table?
Oh, I'm sure we could think of something.
(chuckling)
Sheriff Mayo.
What do you know about Mayo?
He's setting up roadblocks on your routes
to get more money out of you.
♪ ♪
(grunts)
♪ ♪
Mami!
Mami, no.
(groans)
♪ ♪
Isabela, it's okay.
We've got some company.
TERESA: It's La Comisión. You guys stay here.
(tense music)
♪ ♪
TAZA: You have a lot of heart, girl.
I'll give you that.
Just give it to us straight.
TAZA: Mayo's in a coma.
Not expected to regain consciousness.
Good news is the undersheriff who's taking over for him
comes cheap.
There'll be a little bit of heat
to keep up appearances,
but he'll play nice,
seeing what happened to his predecessor.
PECAS: You lucked out, mera mera.
You put us all in a world of ***,
but still we come out smelling like roses.
Do we have a deal?
But you haven't heard the punch line yet.
The guy who found Mayo, maybe saved his life,
he's an illegal. (laughs)
PECAS: Tell me God doesn't have a sense of humor.
Answer the question.
(speaking Spanish)