Mayans M.C.

Previously on "Mayans M.C."

This was posted 40 minutes ago.

It's already gone viral.

Los Olvidados kidnapped my son.

Stop!

My brother, he knows Galindo's wife.

They were together before he went to prison.

Miguel promised there would be no retaliation

but if anything happens, will you tell me?

It already has.

Two innocents burned to death.

Dumped in merchant square.

Oh, Jesus.

Masa?

Vamos!

Rapido, rapido!

Vamos!

Vamos. Rapido, rapido.

Vámanos, vámanos.

Motherfuckers.

There's no signal out there.

We tried to give you a heads up.

I know. We'll give you our satellite number.

Something you gotta hear.

I got him.

We may have locked down a buyer.

Out of Nevada.

Jimmy Yen.

He's setting up his own thing.

Needs product.

When will you be certain?

Probably make a run to Vegas

next week.

We're gonna have to.

Okay.

We're running out of time and places to hide.

I know.

I'm sure he's gonna want all nine keys you got left.

Tell him we have six.

Why?

Six?

You run out of firewood again?

He needs his mother.

He needs a clean diaper.

Thought this was about creating less orphans.

What was that about?

Kid needs a change.

Our associates at the CDCR have reached out.

That rebel video has made people very nervous.

We're gonna meet with them this afternoon.

Calm shit down.

Let 'em know it's gonna be business as usual.

We just want to know we're telling them the truth.

That we'll have their own to deliver

at the end of the month.

Well, I have more poppies than I can harvest.

You'll have your product.

Thank you.

Where are you meeting them?

Outside Cibola.

San Buho Casino.

The tip was good.

But...

We were too late, Mikey. I'm sorry.

The rebels were already moved.

Was there anything at the camp?

There's another video.

I want my pew full by end of day.

They want us to handle it.

I'm hoping you can.

Okay, so let me be clear.

This all came down from old man Chen?

Yes.

Two days ago.

And Miguel is good with the terms.

It's the Chinese whose shipment got jacked.

Makes sense that we proxy the cartel message.

Let them know everything's cool.

Chinese supply the southern parole region

with hashish and horse.

Chen's guys most likely know our prison suits.

Yeah.

All right. Set it up.

I'll make sure we're up there by 3:00.

Good. I'll call you to confirm.

Keep this between us

until I get confirmation, huh?

Yeah, of course.

We took a stand against evil

and this was the response.

The devil is desperate, so he tries to silence us.

He wants us to crawl back into our dirty little holes

and be terrified.

But there is no place left to hide.

No safe holes.

Our mothers and fathers,

our sons and daughters,

the cartel will make orphans of us all

unless we make a stand for our children

and our children's' children.

We can no longer be forgotten.

Gracias.

Crazy fucking times.

It's too early for a drop.

Just checking in.

A lot's going on on the other side of the fence.

I want to make sure our boy's doing okay.

I know it's a rough day.

He's fine.

Hola, Felipe.

Good.

If you want to stop worrying...

You contact them.

You can call 24/7.

Tell him to use it.

Soon.

- Creep okay? - Yeah.

Horse is taking good care of him.

Everything good with Adelita?

Yeah, we'll set it up.

What are you doing here?

Come to get you.

The run got pushed up. Leaving earlier.

Not sure why.

Okay.

Let Bishop know we were checking on Creep.

We'll catch up.

Prospect. He's riding with us, right?

Go.

Look.

I know this thing with Emily's kid's gotta be hard for you.

- It's not for you? - Of course it is.

But you can't let it bleed into what we're doing.

Sorry.

Strange day, you know?

- Shit, I'm sorry man. - I forgot.

Doesn't matter.

Drop it!

I didn't think.

Mayans so far up my ass.

It's okay.

Los Americanos, fuck you!

How's Creep?

Feeling up.

Dump that pure 12 scrap?

- Hell, no. - That drop is over six tons.

Bishop wants to hit the road early.

I guess Galindo invited the Chinese

to our prison sit-down.

- What? - Why?

Same shit.

Let them know the cartel will be able to deliver.

That makes it easy.

Hey, buy me a few minutes?

- Yeah. - Gonna give Jimmy a call.

Vamos.

My brown brothers.

- Adam. - Bishop.

Hey, sorry about checking the weapons.

It's tribal law.

Booze and bullets have not been a good combination

for my people.

Ours either.

The other parties get down here yet?

Not that I know of.

But we have the room you requested.

It's private, very quiet.

Thank you.

Well, we've got a few hours to kill.

Me and the Boy Scout.

We're gonna win a little wampum.

Keep him contained.

- I'll catch up. - Yeah.

How you been, Jimmy?

Getting by.

What do you have?

Six keys.

97% pure guero heroin.

30 per brick.

- Thought you had nine. - So did I.

I'm just the middle man.

Can you get it to Vegas?

Yeah.

You certain it stays outside the family?

Yep. You?

Mm. Same.

I'm in.

Okay.

- You? - Stay.

And you, sir?

21.

The house is over.

The gentleman wins again.

Jimmy?

All good. I'll fill you in.

He's got him counting cards?

Yup.

- Take a break. - Thank you.

- Ma'am? - Where the fuck is he going?

Double down.