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Oh, look who's here.
She finally calmed down. She's been crying since you left.
- Oh, yeah? - Yes.
- She's acting like she's sleeping. - Yes!
The genius is out back waiting for you.
"Genius"?
Can I come?
- No, you can't go out there. - You're staying with me.
Hey!
Working too hard or what?
Look.
What?
Fuck. No seeds.
Told you it was possible.
Told you it was possible!
Fuck, what are we gonna do with this?
Get super fucking high.
It's nice being here.
Reminds me of how things were.
You hated the way things were.
You hated it here.
I did.
Abril's having a recital...
at the school on Tuesday.
You should come.
Really?
You don't mind?
She wants her father to be there.
So I want you to be with her, too.
That's good.
Well, how about this...
I'll go,
but in return, can you come somewhere with me?
An event for the election in Mexico City.
Don't make this a negotiation.
That's not what I meant.
I already said I'm going.
I'm asking you because...
I want you there with me.
Why'd you come back here?
Tell me the truth.
And don't say it's me.
Someone tried to kill me.
Who?
Juan Nepomuceno Guerra.
I tried to cut a deal with the Gulf.
Tried to outmaneuver the Colombians, but...
I fucked up, and he outmaneuvered me.
That's why you took on this shipment.
Somehow prove you could still win.
Oh, Miguel...
You're never going to change.
Maybe I will.
Give me a chance?
You know, I haven't forgotten what I did to you.
Neither have I.
I'm sorry.
So what are you going to do?
This shipment doesn't get through, there won't be a you.
And if it does?
I'll be on top.
I'm almost there.
Where is "there"?
And what happens when you arrive?
Drug trafficking works like any other business:
supply and demand.
Supply starts in Colombia,
America's got no shortage of demand,
and Mexico plays the middleman.
That's the model.
And like any other business,
traffickers are always trying to scale up.
Bring as much of the supply to the demand as you can.
You can move one, why not ten?
Move ten, why not a hundred?
You ain't going up, you're going out.
In 1987, it was estimated that 140 tons
were smuggled into the United States.
Félix was planning on moving half of that in one night.
Seventy fucking tons.
How's that for scaling up?
Fuck being the middleman.
Félix was about to reshuffle the deck.
Have you heard?
About what?
Félix is about to move 70 tons of cocaine through Juárez.
How do you know this?
Might be asking the wrong question.
I heard it from a friend.
You didn't.
What do you think that means?
He's back to keeping secrets.
Fucking Juárez.
No. Fucking Félix.
Seventy tons?
A shipment that big?
And he fucking pulls it off...
If this fucker pulls this off,
we're as good as dead.
Then, God willing, someone puts a bullet in him first.
So anyone Félix had ever wronged,
anyone who ever stood in his way...
you've gotta believe they were rooting against him now.
- What's up? - Good afternoon.
What's up? Everything's good.
'Cause if Félix pulled this off,
the past would be that.
Left behind.
Somehow forgotten.
Someone told me you were looking for me.
Yeah. You're still down in Mexico?
I, uh... thought you were coming home.
Soon. It's, uh... it's complicated.
I'm working on something really big here, so...
Good, I'm... I'm glad.
Walt, that's... that's good. Listen...
the reason I was calling is, um...
a position opened up.
At the hospital out in Round Rock.
That's great news. It's a little far, isn't it?
Yeah, uh...
Me and Danny are moving.
You're selling the house?
Yeah.
All right, well, I'd...
really like to come by there, you know, maybe...
spend some more time in Greg's space before you let it go.
Well, we sold it, so it'd have to be now.
You're moving quickly. What...
What'd you do with all of Greg's things?
Uh...
I, uh... donated what I could and, um...
you know, a couple things I'm taking with me.
Listen, I...
I knew hearing this would hurt, Walt. I'm...
I'm sorry. I don't mean for it to.
But...
we talked about this, right?
I need to move on.
It's time.
It's just gonna be really tough driving by your place
and not seeing the two of you guys out front.
Look, Walt, you've been...
You've been torturing yourself for a long time now.
Maybe it's time that...
you let go of the past too.
I don't want to forget him and get on with my life
like it doesn't matter that he's gone.
And... nobody will.
Listen, nothing that you do is gonna make him matter more, Walt.
He already does.
Listen, I should go. I...
Whatever it is that you're doing down there, I...
I hope you find what you're looking for.
A saying I heard once:
"When you set out on a journey of revenge,
dig two graves."
But if two, why not ten?
If ten, why not a hundred?
Because if the past wasn't going to catch up to Félix,
then it was time to force its hand.
They're all fucking coming at once, just like you thought.
We've been over the risks.
But I want to be really clear on something.
This is no longer the same job you've been hired for.
We have no support on this.
Shit goes south out there, it's on us.
Believe me,
this ain't worth the shitty stipend you've been getting paid.
Some of you got kids, families.
Just because you've been helping us run surveillance
and have known this asshole your whole life,
doesn't mean you're locked in.
So if any of you are feeling any hesitation or nervousness,
you need to tell me now.
We do this, we cripple Félix Gallardo's entire operation?
Yes.
Fuck being nervous.
We'll never get this chance again.
Come on, let's do this shit.
Okay.
Let's fucking cripple it.
Colombians called.
We're set for this afternoon.
Good.
We are ready for tonight.
The other plazas, you think they've heard about this shipment?
Don't doubt they've heard rumors.
That worries me.
They've been struggling.
And with them helping you with the election...
If Cárdenas had won, we'd have all been arrested.
Don't let them fool you, Azul.
They saved themselves as much as they did me.
Right now, let's focus on Juárez.
You should maybe speak to Amado.
From what Aguilar's said, the kid seems a little off.
No. He's all about business.
His uncle went down, and he never said shit.
I hope that you're right.
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