Family
is everything.
Seeing my niece Eva
turn 15...
I can't help to feel blessed.
Blessed with my wife Isabella...
My wonderful son,
Matthew.
Trust me...
He takes after his mother.
And, of course,
my sister-in-law, Maria...
Who, by the way,
is a wonderful cook,
and she's single.
That's why you sat me next to the "recently divorced" dentist.
You can do better than a dentist, Maria.
Not unless he's handsome, Max.
Host: And now,
I would love for
my wife...
To join me on the dance floor.
I've got it, Donna.
Thank you, Hector.
(Dance music playing)
(Laughter)
U.S. Marshals! Get down on the ground! Do not move!
U.S. Marshals. Hands in the air. Freeze!
This is a private party. Everybody on the ground!
Hands out of your pockets.
U.S. Marshals. Hands in the air. Get down now!
We've got a warrant to search the premises.
And for Pablo Cordova's arrest. Don't make any sudden moves.
Hector: Mr. Cordova is a currency trader. Daisy: Please, please.
You've got your facts wrong.
Pablo, what's going on? I don't know.
We can trust Hector. He'll help you
take care of things until I get back.
Jimmy: Put your hands behind your back.
Marshal: Clear the perimeter!
Nobody leaves the premises!
Wh...?
Mom, what's happened?! It's a mistake.
Isabella: Pablo!
Stay back, ma'am.
Please.
I want my lawyer...
Por favor.
Why does dad want a lawyer
if he didn't do anything?
Don't worry, honey.
Your dad's gonna be okay.
Two months later
want one? No, I'm on duty.
That doesn't mean you can't have a little fun. No,
fun would be playing catch
with my kids, not babysitting
the cartel accountant.
Hey.
Judge me if you want.
You'd have done the same thing.
Okay, uh... Your best friend comes to you.
He says, you know, he needs a guy that's good with numbers,
you know. He's bringing in eight million dollars a week.
A week?
Yeah.
My cut was 500 grand.
Everybody's got a price.
Where are the paramedics?!
My girlfriend... she's allergic to something!
Where are the paramedics? Just settle down.
(Anxious murmur) This way.
(Silenced gunshot)
What's going on?
Time to go, Max.
(Stifled cries)
Mamo!
(Anxious cries)
Isabella.
Please.
It was a life sentence.
Pablo loved you like a brother.
I told him
you were weak, but he wouldn't believe me.
No.
Please.
Please, I don't want to die.
You were the only thing we ever disagreed about.
No...! (Screaming)
(Pounding)
♪ ♪
(Laughing): Yeah. Yeah...!
Way to be!
Jimmy: Well, you've been waiting a long time for...
Cordova's trial, huh?
Thought tomorrow was never going to come.
Almost cost me my marriage. 22 months you been on the case?
Perez: Once the son of a bitch is behind bars,
I'm taking my wife on a vacation.
Anywhere but Mexico.
(Chuckling): Sounds nice.
Perez: Look at you, Marco.
Living in the suburbs...
Like a family man without the family.
Marco: So glad you could make it, Perez.
You know, is that beer cold enough for you?
Here you go.
Got it.
How long have you guys worked together?
Longer than anyone's supposed
to be undercover, I can tell you that.
You should've seen my boy back in the day.
Crazy son of a bitch.
Called him "Marco the narco."
That's funny. We just called you "dick."
I miss you, too, bro.
Jimmy: You hungry?
Hey.
I got you another.
Thanks, Natalie.
So, um...
There's something that I wanted to show you.
Me? I mean,
I know how close you and Jimmy are.
And...
Oh... so you're thinking of...
Asking Jimmy to marry me.
Well...
So what are you two plotting here?
Nothing. Nothing.
Oh, yeah? Mm-hmm.
Come with me.
Okay?
Here.
Okay. So you know how you have to
wear your flak jacket when you're at work?
Yeah. We call it "vests."
And how I have to get all those hepatitis shots
to work at the hospital?
Yeah? Both our jobs
are crazy. I mean,
you and I, we could
get hurt at any time...
Okay. Natalie,
what's on your mind?
(Laughing): Okay.
So...
I have thought long
and hard about this.
(Sighs)
And you can keep your gun
in the house.
You... you hate guns.
But I love you...
So much.
And I... I think that you
love me, too. Are you...
Doing what I think you're doing?
I just can't stop thinking
about how short life is.
I mean, how fragile. We...
I bought...
I bought you this.
(Giggles) Natalie,
are you proposing to me?
No, uh, no... yes. Yes!
Look, I...I know
it's not traditional.
I mean, whatever! Who...
Who cares, right?!
You and I have been together for...
For...
My God.
What? This was stupid.
I... No, no, no. That's not stupid. Hey...
Come here. Listen, listen.
I've been thinking about it, too.
(Laughing): You!
Yeah?
Yeah.
(Laughter) Daisy: What? What?
(Cell phone rings) Man: Uh, yeah.
(Cell phone buzzes)
(Cell phone rings) Man: Oh, girl.
(Cell phone rings) Martinez.
I can't believe I did this. I...
Jimmy.
We've got guys down.
What the hell happened?
Isabella Cordova happened.
Jimmy: Pablo's wife? Yeah. Traffic cameras
caught her going into the warehouse
where Max Ramirez was burned to death in a barrel,
along with my entire case. He was your only witness?
Perez: You know what it's like to get these people to flip?
Max knew everything about the financial side
of Cordova's operation. How did Isabella find him?
Someone talked. In witness protection?
Those are our guys. That wouldn't happen.
It did happen. Annie: This was an interdepartmental
operation. ATF, FBI, DEA; They were all in on it. Okay, look,
just find Isabella. I'll track down O'Neil.
See if he can keep Cordova behind bars
until you do. (Car door slams, ignition starts)
Woman killed two of our own.
She'll be lucky if we bring her in alive.
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Isabella Cordova.
Latest killer in the drug distribution ring.
Daisy: We're set up on Cordova's house,
and all of his businesses.
Bolos out on Isabella's Range Rover.
No sign of her yet. It's a big leap
from housewife to assassin.
Yeah, we don't think she acted alone.
Hector Torres is Cordova's
right-hand man.
Eyewitness at the hotel pegged him
as one of the paramedics.
If Isabella's with him,
she's got access to every dealer,
distributor, transportation route...
Routes that can get her out of the country.
Annie: So what are they? Did you get anything
off Cordova's crew during the investigation?
Max Ramirez was the only person we could get to flip.
Without him, all we have is circumstantial evidence.
We nail Isabella for first degree murder,
maybe we can get him as an accessory.
Assistant U.S. attorney Dan O'Neil, everyone.
He's prosecutor on the case.
How long until Cordova's next court date?
18 hours. It's tomorrow morning.
Son of a bitch.
All right. I mean, so these are just
the drug contacts. What about
Isabella's family?
I saw a son at the quintenera...
Matthew Cordova. 15 years old.
Doubt she's going to go anywhere
without him. Anybody else
in the area? A sister.
Uh, Maria Blanco.
Are her and Isabella close?
Very.
I want everything you got on her.
You okay, Tia?
I'm fine.
You hear from your mom?
No.
Sorry you have to babysit.
I don't know why she didn't just...
Let me stay at home alone.
Because the last time I did,
you threw a party for all your friends.
Get your things. It's time to go.
We're going home? We'll talk in the car.
What do you mean, is it something with dad?
I said get your things, papi.
What's going on?
I've been trying to reach you.
Nothing. Everything's fine.
You don't have to protect me anymore.
I want to help.
You'll always be my baby sister, you know that, right?
I love you.
I love you, too.
There's something I need you to do for me.
Jimmy: Annie.
You knew what Natalie was gonna ask me, didn't you?
What'd you say?
I didn't.
I got other things
to think about right now.
Your sister. Where is she?
First Pablo. Now Isabella?
Not all Mexicans are drug dealers.
Maria, you don't talk,
I'm charging you with accessory to murder.
Murder? What murder?
Look at it.
Look at that!
What is it?
It's Pablo Cordova's accountant.
Your sister burned him alive.
Max?
No.
Range Rover?
It's Isabella's car. I have a Range Rover, too.
You traded cars with your sister, didn't you?
Check the back for Isabella's Range Rover.
Find out what kind of car Maria drives.
Isabella's got it now.
(Brief siren blast)
Are you speeding?
No.
(Siren whoops)
Give me my phone.
Step out of the car
with your hands in the air!
Who are you calling?
Houston police, car number 4276.
Out of the car, now!
What did you do?
What I had to do to keep this family together.
Step out of the car!
Just tell me the truth.
That is the truth.
Now do what he says,
and everything will be fine.
Walk to the back of the car!
Lie on your stomachs and put your hands behind your head!
Do it now!
Mom, do it.
(Cell phone ringing) I said get down.
Answer your phone.
Unknown caller, right?
(Ringing continues)
It's the most important call you'll ever get.
Answer it.
Hello?
Who are you?
Mom?
What's going on?
I told you there was nothing to worry about. Come on.
You had her. You had our woman, and you let her go.
You called off your backup.
I want to speak to my union rep.
You on the take?
Is that it?
How much did she offer you?
Man, I swear to God, I'll lay you out.
Jimmy: All right. That's enough, Marco.
Come on.
We got this.
Jimmy: Sit down.
Who called you?
Your Captain told us that you drove straight off the job,
started packing up your family.
Someone threatened you, didn't they, John? Huh?
Whoever called...
Knew my kids' names.
Where we lived.
I love being a cop.
But I love my family more.
Marco: This is the same crap the cartels pull in Mexico.
They get to a cop's family... And you get to the cop.
I got it, Marco.
Isabella had information
on Tillman within 30 seconds
of him pulling her over.
Which means she's got someone with access
to HPD personnel's files.
You know what? It might have been the same person
that helped her find Max Ramirez in Witness Protection.
Internal Affairs is handling the mole hunt.
Giving lie detector tests to everyone?
Our job is to hunt down Isabella.
I'll tell you what. It's gonna be hard to find her
if the mole is telling her
where we're looking.
That's why we're not filing reports.
What? Hell, I ain't against that.
Nothing is in writing until this thing is done.
Isabella's got a lot of places to run and hide.
We're gonna have to dig deeper.
Let's go talk to Perez. Shake some trees.
You guys covered a lot of ground, Perez.
Yeah. Two years of interviews,
surveillance photos, wire taps. Whole deal.
Mm-hmm. Marco: Daisy.
You're next, mommy.
Ia doesn't scare me. Bring it on.
Violence on the streets is up
since you put Cordova away.
Happens every time there's a power vacuum.
Satevo, Obayos, San Rafael.
Every rival cartel wants a piece of that action.
I know this guy. His name is Jose Sanchez.
He's a low-level driver.
When I worked narcotics, I busted him for muling.
He snitched to stay out of prison.
Your guy's a tow truck driver?
Yeah. It's a great way to transport drugs.
You fill the towed car with product.
If the tow truck driver gets stopped,
"hey, I was just towing the car.
Nobody told me nothing about what was in it."
Yeah. Well, we pulled Sanchez in a couple of months ago.
He wouldn't answer any questions.
Well, maybe you didn't ask them the right way.
Mr. O'Neil,
will the government be proceeding
with its case against Pablo Cordova?
Your honor, due to the murder
of our lead witness, the prosecution has no choice
but to dismiss this case.
(Door opens)
Hey.
Mr. O'Neil, what's happening here?
Your honor, a new witness has stepped forward.
Your honor, this is a mockery.
The prosecution requests a 24-hour continuance.
Granted.
Please remand Mr. Cordova to the Marshals.
You'd better. I'll have you out in a day.
Hey. You know who I am?
You were at my house.
Deputy Annie Frost.
I saw the way you and your wife were looking at each other.
You're still very much in love, huh?
What's your point?
Isabella didn't just take down Max Ramirez.
She killed two of my guys.
Lot of trigger-happy cops out there.
My wife can take care of herself.
If she ends up dead,
none of this is gonna really matter anymore.
Anything happens to my wife,
I will blame you, deputy Frost.
We want to know the identity of your new witness.
Yeah, well, I'm not disclosing the identity
or the whereabouts to anyone
but my own people.
We are your people. Not the Marshals.
Not the U.S. attorney. Not the President of the United States.
We should be protecting this witness.
Yeah. Look how well that went last time.
It's damn near impossible to prosecute a case...
Dan, we talked about this.
When you interview your prime witness by questionnaire.
You'll meet the witness tomorrow at the debriefing.
You're making a mistake.
I told you he was a dick.
I'm telling you.
I'm out of the game now.
Doesn't look like it to me.
I'm looking for Isabella Cordova.
(Chuckles)
No way, man.
You want me burning in a barrel?
Remember this?
(Squeaking)
Once a rat, always a rat.
I wonder what Pablo Cordova would say about it.
You tell him, he'll kill me.
Then you'd better start talking.
Drugs come in here twice a week on a fishing boat called...
The "Red Rover." Yeah.
Tell me something I don't know.
(Sighs)
Also got boats coming in here.
We busted that two weeks ago.
Come on, Sanchez. Come on!
You got an easy choice here.
Back to the streets or into prison.
(Speaking Spanish)
Oye. Mírame.
They have other routes here...
And here.
Loeb, you take a couple of guys and check that out.
What about air drops?
My guys run the tow trucks.
Show us this month's pickup spots.
The most recent ones.
Cordova buys ranches out in the country,
uses them as distribution centers.
Show us.
Annie: What did your snitch give us?
Satellite photos from tog.
All of Sanchez's drug pickup spots.
One of them is a ranch off Highway 63.
And check it out. Looks like a driveway, huh?
But see how they cut back the trees?
Giving them enough room...
For a plane to take off.
It's a landing strip.
What are we doing here?
The plane's loaded. We're ready to go.
Wait a minute.
Wait. Where are we going?
We're leaving the country, querido. Let's go.
Leaving the country?
What about school?
Huh? Or...
Or my friends?
What about your family, huh?
I love you.
But you're spoiled.
When I was your age,
if I got hit only once, that was a good day.
Your father saved me from that life.
It's my turn to save him.
Dad...
he's a drug dealer, isn't he?
Mira,
we've protected you,
but until your father gets back, you're the man of the house.
And a man makes family his priority.
(Phone ringing)
(Sighs)
What other witness?
(Siren blaring)
(Sirens blaring)
(Tires squealing)
(Tires screeching)
(Tires squealing)
U.S. Marshals! Hands!
Got you.
He's alone.
Let's go. Get out.
Take your bag off.
(Grunts)
Matthew?
Where's your mom?
I want my lawyer...
Por favor.
Annie: Where you headed, Matthew?
Visiting colleges.
Annie?
He had a fake passport
and a visa to the Dominican Republic.
"Matthew Garcia."
Picture looks like you.
What colleges are you visiting in Santo Domingo?
Jackpot!
Found a burner.
You can't take that.
Mm-hmm. We'll be sure to get a warrant.
Annie: Tell tog to dump it, trace all incoming calls.
Isabella's gonna want to check on her kid.
Marco: Make sure he landed okay.
Don't tell anyone that this plane didn't take off.
Hey, guys, check this out.
It's got to be a couple million dollars.
And there's four more bags just like it,
along with Isabella's clothes.
She's meant to be on this plane.
So what changed her mind?
Maybe the new witness that stepped forward?
Tell you what, it's not a coincidence.
Matthew, your mother's gonna get herself killed.
You help us, you could save her life.
I said...
I want my lawyer.
You got a plane full of cash,
falsified federal documents.
All right.
Matthew Cordova, you're under arrest
for obstruction of justice
and accessory to murder of two federal agents.
Hey.
Hey, sweetheart. (Laughs)
I got your message.
Everything's fine.
I'm not freaked out at all.
I mean, what will freak me out is
if you're worrying about me and my feelings
instead of catching the people you're after
and coming home safe.
Do you know how amazing you are?
I'll see you at home, okay?
Yes, ma'am.
Mm.
Mmm.
You should marry that girl.
What up, Bouf?
Daisy. Hey.
I heard you tore it up over at Ranahan's the other night.
You kicked some guy's ass.
Dude grabbed my ass.
You know, you got to draw the line somewhere.
Oh, words to live by.
(Laughs) What do you got?
Well, we just, uh, triangulated
a call from Matthew Cordova's cell.
It came in from a burner.
There's, uh, three cell towers
intersecting here at Sherman street in Sugarland.
Who loves ya?
So does that mean that I can,
or I can't grab your ass?
You'd better watch it.
They call me hurricane for a reason.
Sugarland.
Is that where you're keeping your witness?
How in the hell did you get that information? Isabella
called her son. We traced her phone to this area.
Now what's the address of the safe house?
It's 15 Sherman Street.
It's happening.
Quien es?
Jose.
(Beep)
(Explosions)
Let's go.
(Explosion)
Maria?
(Gasps)
Why, Maria?
Pablo didn't just save me.
He saved us both.
(Gasping)
I'm pregnant.
(Whimpers) You're pregnant?
(Panting)
It's Max's.
You killed him.
He betrayed us.
He loved me!
So did I.
(Whimpers)
(Gunshot)
How the hell did Isabella find this place?
I don't know.
The only people who knew about it were DEA.
Yup.
Hey, Perez?
How much they pay you to be their little bitch?
Excuse me?
Did you take your lie detector test yet?
'Cause you're the only one who knew where both witnesses were.
You think I'm on the take? Yeah, I do.
So, why don't you just shoot me, Marco? That's how you handle things, right?
(Grunting)
Marco, Marco, that's it. Let me go!
That's it. Dude. Come on.
Let me go! Easy! Easy! Easy! Hey!
It's over. What's the matter with you?
That's how they get you. Don't you get it?
They buy you!
You want to tell me what that's about?
(Panting)
My partner. In narco?
The guy that's in the surveillance photo with you? Yeah.
Five years.
Five years together.
Last two, he was on the take.
Everybody's got a price.
When he found out I knew,
he tried to kill me.
I beat him to it.
How come you never told me that?
I wasn't allowed to.
The only person that knows is Daisy.
(Panting)
I killed my partner, Jimmy.
I'd like a ticket to Santo Domingo.
Roundtrip?
One-way.
Passport, please.
Thank you, miss Garcia.
Have a nice flight.
Thank you.
(Electronic buzzing)
My phone's making a weird buzzing sound
around this briefcase.
This is the briefcase
that O'Neil brought to Perez
with debriefing papers for Maria Blanco.
Let me see.
(Electronic buzzing)
That's odd.
There's something electronic inside.
You got a knife?
That looks just like Jimmy's.
It's a tracker.
O'Neil knew that Perez was going to have
this briefcase when he met the new witness.
Dan O'Neil is
an assistant U.S. attorney, Annie.
Everybody's got a price.
Dan O'Neil,
you're under arrest
for the murders of Max Ramirez, Maria Blanco,
deputy U.S. Marshals Kramer and Harding,
and four drug enforcement agents.
Dan, why?
You have anything to say, you son of a bitch?
If you don't tell me
how you contacted Isabella Cordova,
I'm gonna throw you out that window.
You hear me?
Top left drawer.
There's only one contact in it.
Son of a bitch.
(Phone ringing)
Hello.
I have your son.
Who is this?
This is deputy U.S. marshal Annie Frost,
and I can promise you, your son will face the death penalty
for eight counts of murder
unless you turn yourself in and take his place.
(Reporters clamoring)
My client feels vindicated by his release.
He has no comments at this time,
but the prosecution's claim that there was a second witness
was nothing more
than a miscalculated delay tactic.
Thank you.
Annie: Stay alert.
Isabella could be coming from any direction.
Daisy: So you really think she's going to show?
She agreed to my deal.
We have what she wants.
(Inaudible whisper)
She's not going to kill eight people
to get her husband out of jail,
just to see her son take his place.
Where is she?
Annie: She's waiting to see if we follow up
on our side of the bargain.
Marco, Luke, let's get Matthew out here.
That's what I pay you for.
Dad!
Matthew? Dad!
That's my son. He's being charged with murder.
That's absurd and you know it.
Matthew: Dad, I didn't do it, I swear; Don't listen to what they say.
Annie, green and white taxi.
Annie, I got a visual.
Here she is, go, go.
Copy that.
Put your hands on the car.
Isabella!
Let's go.
What are you doing here?!
We had a deal.
Annie: Luke, let Matthew go.
Hey! Mom!
Hey! Hey!
Mom, what are you doing here? Come here.
Please, let me talk to my wife for a second. You got to stay back.
Why did you come here?
Because I love you, papi.
When you're a parent, you'll understand.
One second. Stay back.
Isabella! Daisy: We need an ambulance
at the district courthouse!
Officer down!
Mi hijo!
(Gasping)
Vest caught it, the vest.
Matthew!
Everyone out of here, go!
Mi hijo!
(Screams)
(Whispering): Isabella.
(Sighs)
How you feeling?
It's nothing that a real hot bath
and a little bit of whiskey won't cure.
The DEA IDed the assassins, both from the Satevo cartel.
Cordova's rivals.
So they saw the chance to take over the territory,
fill the power vacuum. Now, listen,
Cordova threatened you, and I want you to take that seriously.
I am. Hector Torres
is still at large...
I know, Jimmy, I know.
I'm in a hotel across town till I figure something else out.
If you need anything,
you know where to find me, right?
Hmm?
♪ ♪
(Engine starts)
♪ ♪
(Sighs)
Hi.
♪ ♪
(Doorbell rings)
Yes.
(Whimpering)
(Muffled grunting)
(Muffled screaming)
To be continued...
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