It is my sad duty
to inform you that Isabela is still sneaking out
to meet with Kique Jimenez. My men confirmed it. Isabela’s disobedience
is putting her at risk. And Boaz can try to
use that against me. That’s true, but it’s a two-way street. If we were to kidnap the boy, then we can use him
to flush Boaz out from hiding and finish him for good. I am asking for the order,
Governor. (sighs) Do it. Capture him, use him– but no one can harm him
under any circumstances. I will send my
most disciplined men. ♪ ♪ Isabela cannot know that
it’s me that gave the order. I would lose her forever. I understand. With this, we defeat Boaz for good. Up north, Pecas takes care of Teresa, and in a few
short moves of the board… Mexico is ours. Phoenix… is ours. ♪ ♪ Together. (speaking Spanish) You have no power, no control…
(spits) You are Camila’s puppet– her puppet. Isabela told me everything. (chuckles) (sighs) (clapping) Okay. (foreboding music) (speaking Spanish) SOLDIER:
(speaking Spanish) (car door opening) (grunting) (speaking Spanish) No, no, no, no, no, no, no. No! (metal clanging) (screams) (screaming) (gags) Who’s the puppet now, putito? ♪ ♪ Teresa… who’s your friend? (phone clacks) TERESA (over phone): I know
you two are working together. Pecas just tried to kill me. You failed again. I’m not leaving Phoenix. Over my dead body. If it comes to that. CAMILA (over phone): You know
what happens to my enemies, and you think because
you and Guero had the good fortune
of escaping, scurrying around like roaches. Guero is dead and
I’m sure that makes you happy, but I’m not in this
for revenge. Really? Do you feel superior, telling yourself that lie? It’s the truth. But now,
I will fight for what is mine. CAMILA (over phone):
I made you. I picked you up
from the streets like a stray dog. And everything you are, everything you have, everything you know
is because of me. TERESA (over phone): No. Everything
I’ve learned from you was cruelty and betrayal. I’ve earned what I have, and I’m not gonna
let anyone take it from me. This is a warning. (dramatic music) (sighs) What do you want me
to do with this cabrón? TERESA: They wanted
to send me a message. Send him one back. ♪ ♪ (The Van Dykes’
“Guardian Angel”) (gun clicks) (knife clanging) MAN:
♪ The guardian… ♪ No, no.
No, no, no! (screaming) ♪ ♪ (speaking Spanish) (speaking Spanish) Teresa Mendoza. (utensils clack) (knife clatters) (grunts) ♪ ♪ What? James is right
about one thing though. You need to rest. I will, just… I have work to do.
I will. I promise. Just don’t work too hard, and don’t worry about anything. Now, eat your sandwich. WEDDING ANNOUNCER: Aww,
look at our beautiful couple dancing together. (cheers and applause) (door slams) (lock clicks) (tense music) (doorknob rattling) Pote. Pote, open the door. No, Teresa.
You need to rest. TERESA: Pote, open the door. I vowed to protect you
no matter the circumstances. Pote, don’t do this!
Open the door! POTE: I will protect you
even from yourself. Pote!
Open the door. (banging) I’m sorry. Open the door, Pote! (banging) Pote!