What's up, you don't knock?
Sorry...
Thought we were supposed to hang out.
Let's do something.
You wanna hit the mall?
-I know some girls going... -Nah...
I've got something better.
Maybe I can get you into this party.
Should be pretty cool...
Yeah?
Dress nice, bro.
Hey...
Can I hold it?
Bro, you can have it.
THE VOICE OF TIJUANA TRUTH WITHOUT COMPROMISE
Good morning.
A little coffee...
Nice of you to join us.
All right, let's go. Isa...
Where are you with the story on that complex out in La Presa?
Waiting for a comment from the inspector, sir.
It's been a week.
Left word several times.
Without comment, I don't have a third source...
He the only person who can speak?
-I'm not waiting another week. -Yes, sir.
-Issac. -Sir.
Talk me through "Ezenario."
Story's on a Serviceman from the States,
arrested on Avenida Revolución over the weekend.
An arrest made? Groundbreaking.
The rising numbers of Marines from Pendleton
crossing the border each weekend,
directly tied to the rise we're seeing in prostitution.
-Let's try not to cast judgment... -I'm interested.
-Make it compelling. -Yes.
Our fearless columnist.
I'm working up something on Mother Teresa.
-There's a surprise. -An odyssey back to the border.
The very line between countries whose economic disparity
symbolizes her mission in life.
You'll be using less indulgent language in your copy?
Some of us try and sell papers.
Well...
A wedding...
at La Catedral de Nuestra Senora de Guadalupe.
-The Arellano Félix family-- -A wedding, Andrea?
Someone move you to 'Culture' and not tell me?
Do the job you're assigned, or I'll find someone who will.
Ramon...
Fear response starts in the temporal lobe of the brain...
specifically... a region called the 'amygdala.
Tiny... Isn't much bigger than an almond...
and yet, its effect on you--
I didn't freeze. He didn't let me finish. There's a difference.
And tell me how Claudio Vazquez marrying Enedina Arellano Félix
isn't something this paper should cover?
-Is it? -Yes, it is.
I'm telling you, this is the start of something dangerous.
I'm twice divorced, I get it.
Not the fucking wedding, Marco!
Think about it...
The sister of a trafficker,
marrying an attorney from the city's oldest firm...
in Tijuana's most prestigious cathedral.
Marco, that wouldn't have happened two years ago.
Something's changing.
Prove it.
Find a reason people should care.
Wedding guests only!
Street's closed! You can't turn here! No stopping.
Move it! Have your invitations out, please.
Lady! You can't turn here! Go the other way!
Move now!
-Officer! I'm with La Voz. -No press. Guests only.
Move your fucking car. Not gonna ask you again.
Everyone look over here... Come on, smile!
No!
Sonia, you have to warn us!
Wedding planner's asked us to take our positions.
It's time!
-Let's go, it's time! -Right now?
-Hi, handsome. -Mom.
Look at you.
So what do you think...
He's a good man, right?
You think Ramón'd let him get this far if he wasn't?
Oh, 'Dina...
Dad would be so proud to see you today...
Hey...
let's go.
You're beautiful.
I can't breathe with this dress, Benjamin.
Don't you dare step on it!
Take care of her.
Rayo...
What?
Weddings, man.
Gets me every time.
You may sit.
Ladies and gentlemen, today we are celebrating
because we welcome Claudio and Enedina
who've come to commit to love and the faith of Christ.
Give me one...
Ladies.
-Thank you. -Don't worry about it.
Father Baiz still give you shit when he catches you out here?
You know Father Baiz?
Showed me what hell looks like for four years.
You went to Sacred Heart?
The Love of Christ urges us on
-It gets better, I promise. -Fucking better.
This is such a spectacle, huh?
The family usually keeps a low profile when they come in, but...
Depends.
-They come in often? -Benjamin and his wife?
They're here like twice a week, with their daughter.
Father Baiz is super close with the family.
Well, hopefully you'll get some free food.
Yeah...
And some fucking alcohol.
Also alcohol. So you're going to the reception?
The bride and groom invited the entire choir.
Never been to Club Bretaña before!
My love.
Come on. Let's dance!
I'll be back.
I love you.
Mrs. Soto, thank you. Have a good night and have some fun.
The food is on its way. Drinks all around, now have fun.
Thank you, Judge!
Hey, it's a pleasure...
Oh my God, this is your daughter?
Wow, you're all grown up.
You believe the money they spent on this shit...
They can afford it.
Should eat as much as we can, right?
Fuck yeah.
Listen...
Someone's gonna bend me over and fuck me in the ass,
least let me get liquored up first.
Take it easy on that shit, huh?
Fresh?
Had a big month, Mayo...
Come on, you think I don't know what's moving through my plaza?
The thought never crossed my mind.
Happy to pay for the privilege.
Yeah.
Imagine not having to.
How's that?
A guy like you... could do well in our organization.
I like being my own boss.
Right.
Besides,
you know where home is...
Fuck, man. You're better than that.
Think about it.
-Thank you for coming. -You got it.
Hell yeah... there a coatroom nearby?
You dog.
Thought you couldn't get it up when you drink?
Yeah, then ask your sister why I had to drop her fat ass at the clinic.
-Keep your eye on this one, all right? -What? It's only my fourth one!
I better go say hi...
Behave, Ramon!
Show that old fucker those Jordans, bro!
Damn, bro.
-Glad you could make it. -Family's everything.
My uncle didn't want to miss Enedina's special day.
Don Guerra, if there's anything you need tonight - you let me know.
The bride looks lovely.
Beautiful, no?
Heard about the shit you had seized up in Brownsville.
600 keys? Fuck, man... thought those were your people.
Hope you aren't regretting leaving this fucker in charge.
A misunderstanding.
-The guilty parties have been dealt with. - I don't doubt it.
Be happy, it's a party.
Fucking prick...
Hey, man. Am I paying you to drink or run security?
-It's club soda. -Club soda's for the guests.
Pancha, take care of your people.
A special day for your family, Francisco.
Cute bandage, Chapo. Heard you ran into some trouble.
What's up, officer?
-We're all paid up. -Price went up.
Benjamin's orders.
Shit, okay... let me grab it.
Here it is, asshole.
A misunderstanding.
Some cool shit, huh?
From Amado...
I brought this for the beautiful bride.
This a funeral or what?
Joaquin.
I put you at the kids' table.
Enjoy.
Güero... you gotta say something...
This tax is killing us, man.
Excuse me.
-I was hoping we could speak for a bit. -No business tonight, man.
Not today.
Enjoy yourself. Excuse me.
What'd he say?
Move over, I'm at your table.
...the proudest moment of my life,
to not only have given this beautiful woman my heart...
but to now, finally - call her my wife.
- I love you, gorgeous. - I love you too.
How beautiful! I could fucking cry!
Sit the fuck down...
Let's hear it for the bride and groom!
Our next speech comes from someone who means a lot to my family.
Ladies and gentlemen, Father Baiz!
Thank you, Javier.
Some of you may not know this, but...
-Enedina's first love... -Oh, no, Father.
...was singing.
I close my eyes in Mass,
I can still hear that little girl today.
The smallest one in Choir, but somehow, always the loudest voice.
When I look at the beautiful woman before me tonight,
I wonder where the years have gone.
Mrs. Vazquez, look at you now...
Another toast!
To the eight inches she'll be swallowing every night!
Our apologies.
I think our friend had one too many.
Okay...
And that's why I stopped drinking before Mass.
All right, let's get everyone on the dance floor.
Music, please.
Get your ass up.
-Hey, man! -Think you've had too much.
Huh?
Come on, let's get some air...
Enjoy dessert, guys.
Let it go, man.
This is bullshit, Güero.
-Congrats, beautiful. -Shut the fuck up, man.
I said it was a fucking joke.
Little guy's probably closer to four.
Real funny, bro. Keep it up.
-Fuck you. -Don't worry we'll all be laughing soon.
Oh, yeah? Bring your sister so she can laugh with us.
Can I help you, ma'am?
No, thank you, just on a walk...
Well, keep it moving. This is private property.
Sure. I'm meeting with some friends.
Like I said - private property. The party's that way...
Ma'am.
- I heard you. -Please go.
Let's go.
-Enjoy the party. -Have a good night.
Thank you.
I said it was a fucking joke. It's enough...
Fuck you, bitch!
-You done laughing, bitch? -You having fun now?
Finally shut the fuck up.
You guys feel like a drink?
You see that bridesmaid with the fat ass...
JUDGE SOTO
There's Ramon now.
-Let's go. -Goodnight, Dad.
See you later.
Quiet when you come home tonight, son!
-So who the fuck are you? -Uh...
I was at the wedding.
My brother said it was okay if I came tonight.
-Who? -Alfredo. He's in the bathroom.
You son of a bitch, you're Alfredo's brother.
-You have fun tonight? -Yeah.
Appreciate your family having me.
Have a drink with me.
Need to drink it, or they won't bring more.
That's kinda how it works.
Darling...
Come here, babe. Sit down, I'll introduce you to my friend.
Hey.
-I'm Natalia. -Alex.
What took you so long to talk to me?
Miss... Get you a drink?
-Name's Adrian. At your service. -Yeah, I bet.
Sorry, bro... it was an accident.
Sorry, bro.
Motherfucker...
Relax, man.
-Hey... Where you going? - I said it was an accident.
Fuck him up!
Hey, bro! It's your turn...
Now, fucker!
Do it!
Fuck him up! Do it again!
Our boy's a killer.
Adrian, right?
Those kids hanging with Ramon Arellano...
tell me about them...
Come on...
Sooner you answer my questions, the sooner I turn back around,
you can go back to staring at my ass.
They're in here all the time.
The Judge's son - he's tight with Ramon.
Friends, huh?
Shit, the kid practically works for him.
"Works for him..."
How?
Don't know...
But I'm pretty sure he isn't washing his fucking car.
Hey, what's up? Thought we could hang out.
You were wrong.
How'd it go?
No more problems in El Paso.
Just like you asked.
Everything's clean.
Aguilar was gonna get us caught, Manny.
Yeah.
Place is coming along...
- I like those lions at the entrance. -Yeah?
That's a shame 'cause I'm tearing it all down.
Need anything else, boss?