El Candidato

ACAPULCO

So, 'cause of bad CIA intel,

we walked right into one of Saddam's last strongholds in Kuwait.

That was a goddamn goatfuck.

Only time I got shot at in the whole war.

So that is why I joined the Agency.

Figured they could use some help.

You figured they needed to be punished

by having you around.

Yeah, right.

I'm gonna miss you, man.

Me too.

-Here he is. -Sorry, I'm late.

We survived. This is Rafa.

Ted Malek.

Sorry, it's my first week down here.

I've mostly been stationed in the Middle East.

Doing what?

Well, I can't say, really,

but I'm pretty sure you can guess.

Terrorism-drug nexus.

-Wayne! -What?

Narcos and mullahs working together?

-That's a fairy tale. -No, it's real.

Cartels are basically narcoterrorists anyway, so...

I'm starving.

Do they have anything gluten-free?

I don't like this guy.

He's a fucking dork.

But they are gonna assign someone to replace me, and Ted is...

Well, at least he's competent.

I think it's time to end our deal.

My side business is picking up.

The cybersecurity shit for Torres?

We're not the DEA, man.

As long as you're not dropping bodies,

we really don't give a fuck

if you're running an IT desk for a second-rate cartel, man.

Yeah, you don't care.

What about Ted?

It's not his call, man.

Your intel...

is really important for the Agency.

But what if I was to promise you

that I would keep an eye on things from Buenos Aires?

Can you do that?

Officially, no.

Come on, man. Do this for me.

Okay.

Thank you.

Really, thank you.

Before I go, give me some sugar.

Jose!

Girls, come and say goodbye to this nasty old gringo.

Come here, come on.

Come here, you.

Will we see you again, Mr. Wayne?

Of course.

How's your English coming along?

Very good. Papa teach me.

She's very smart.

She's going to be president one day.

Of that, I have no doubt.

Go to sleep. Bye.

-Hey, Josefina. -Goodbye.

Thanks for the food.

-Incredible, as always. -You're always welcome.

THE CANDIDATE

TOP SECRET - It is with regret that MEXICO CITY informs HQS of the death of...

Why am I listening to that again?

We have to take it to the police.

You want to hand over an illegally obtained,

inadmissible-in-court recording that implicates us in espionage

so that they can do what exactly?

Charge Natalia with animal cruelty?

We have to do something.

Actually, we don't.

We're not cops. We're spies.

Why do you have to be such a dick about this?

I feel as badly about this as you do.

But what we gotta do is focus on what we can do,

and that is stopping fucking Lalo...

Who fucking cares?

Pamela was killed because I was off at some ranch

chasing your bullshit fantasies on Lalo.

I know we haven't proved it yet,

but I also know that I'm fucking right.

Why should I believe you about anything?

You're just a sad, paranoid drunk

that lives in his past all by himself.

I bet part of the appeal of coming down here

was that you thought you were gonna get yourself killed.

But you didn't.

You got Pamela killed.

I'm done.

Yeah, I'm out of this whole Lalo thing.

I need you.

You hurt people.

I don't want to be a part of it anymore.

Bye, Ofe.

Goodbye, Lalo.

FOR EDUARDO YZAGUIRRE

What are you doing, Jimena?

My homework.

Wow.

Why are you recording?

To remember you later.

Wayne Addison for Faustino Walsh.

CIA HEADQUARTERS LANGLEY, VIRGINIA

Wayne.

I want you to give me the address.

It's been 10 years. Why now?

Just fucking give it to me.

It's in Costa Rica. Near San José.

I'll get you the exact address.

Hey.

Just got an urgent signal from Penumbra.

He's on a diplomatic mission to Guatemala,

wants to meet there.

Okay. Get your travel in cable traffic.

Did I hear tea?

BUENOS AIRES

Isn't it impossible to hear tea?

Don't get philosophical with me.

It doesn't work.

-How many wackos you got today? -Six.

They're called patients in Spanish, by the way.

First one is in 15 minutes.

The guy who thinks his mother's trying to poison him.

You might wanna get him to pay up front.

Wow, so funny.

Looking for this?

Yeah.

Bye.

Hey! Come on.

-What? -Come here.

He's happy.

There are special classes and a huge school yard.

It's a great place. You have to see it.

And your wife?

She can't believe it.

I really can't thank you enough for what you're doing for us.

You've earned it, Lucas.

Here are the minutes from the latest cabinet meeting.

Kirchner is going to meet with the Cuban ambassador next week.

Thanks.

Dessert?

Yes, whatever you want.

Just a minute.

Faustino Get back to the office ASAP.

Sorry.

OMW

I've got to go.

-Is everything okay? -Yes, it's okay.

-No, leave it! -Bye.

My treat.

-Bye. -Bye.

It's over, it's over!

The Pumas have won!

Go right in.

What the fuck is Ted doing here?

There was a problem back in Mexico.

Babe, where are the cufflinks you got me?

They must be in the drawer, with your watch.

Thanks.

Are you sure you want to permanently delete the files?

Delete Files.

This will stop all recording Do you want to continue

Stop recording

Uninstall

Izzy.

-Hey. -Hey.

I had to use my personal computer.

Yeah, of course.

You still up for this dinner tonight or...

I know you...

-We can cancel. -No.

No, yeah. It'll be fine.

Thanks for asking.

Yeah.

Can we talk a sec about something else?

Inside?

I know this isn't a great time, but it really can't wait any longer.

I've been working through the station's assets for targeting,

but I keep tripping on the same problem with Wayne's Cubans.

He's got two of them,

supposedly in different departments, but...

all the information seems to be coming from one of those departments,

no matter who it's attributed to.

So, you're thinking

sloppiness?

Circular reporting?

No. It's too extensive.

I don't think Penumbra's real.

Why would you think Wayne made up an asset?

It's tens of thousands being paid out with almost no oversight.

I guess he's just pocketing it.

Really, you shouldn't be telling me all this.

-You need to talk to Wayne. -I've tried.

If he won't talk to me, I have to take it to Carla.