THE LORD OF THE SKIES Why are you so mad at Felina?
I like her. I'm not mad and I like her
too, but she's a busybody. Dad likes her, so
she thinks highly of herself. Stop being so sensitive. Felina didn't blame you. She blamed herself
for rushing into things. She was right too. Cabo
proved to be too much for us. Pour me a drink. You're really good
at pointing fingers, but I have a question for you. Why'd you let them take Isidro? Oh, that's easy. Because his caretaker
slit her wrists and went on to party
after she survived. -Don't say that.
-What? What's the matter with you?
This isn't like you! Why are you being rude
to everyone? He's two-faced! He hugs me one moment and
stabs me in the back the next. Did you know they'd be taking
him when you went to see me? Answer, you coward! Settle down. I'm not feeling
very patient right now. Oh, yeah? So what
are you going to do? Use your gun to kill me
since I couldn't? I knew you were good
for something. Settle down, you
two! You're siblings! -Stay out of it, Tata!
-Calm down. You know, sis,
you're pissed because you couldn't stop
them from taking Isidrito and you're blaming me now,
but I'm not at fault here. Don't blame me for what
happened to Beto or the rest! No one here is at fault,
damn it! We're all at fault here!
We all are! He is his father. We tried to stop him,
but we couldn't. It's that simple. I hate you. Oh, yeah? Let that be a lesson to you.
And you know what, sis? I'm done getting
involved in your ----. Screw you. And just so you know,
I'm never helping you again. Come on, Ismael! You only helped me 'cause
you're in trouble with Dad. Hey! Coz! That dummy thinks I care
about what she things. ------- it! Isturiz, I don't want to come
between you and Berenice, but if you do this job, you might not see her again. That's a strong motivator. Are you in or not? You're a good sniper and
you have military training. What I'm asking you
to do is risky, but I'm sending you
because I trust you. All ops are dangerous, sir. All I can say is...
Roger that. If you feel that way,
then you've got your answer. That won't be a problem. I'll make sure
to make it out alive. What do I have to do? You're going
to choose some men and you're going to travel
to several cities. Tucson, Los Angeles, Dallas,
Miami, Chicago, New York. In each of those cities, you're
going to kill a few targets. Who are my targets? I'll fill you in
as we go along. I want people to blame fate,
common criminals, drug deals gone wrong... Things like what
happened to my grandson. I'm doing this for him too.
Do you know what I mean? Yes, sir.
I understand. -And you can count on me.
-Good. I would've asked Ismael
for help, but he's too rash. I need someone
levelheaded for this and you're
that kind of guy. So now everything
is my fault, huh, Mom? It's in your blood, son. On whose side?
Yours or his? Both. We're both very explosive. You know what, Mom? All I've done since I came into
this house, into this family, is devote myself to them
in body and soul. You're very impulsive. You've lost yourself. I've lost myself. Everyone keeps saying that. Maybe I need to take off
for a while. Maybe I'll end up
finding myself. It could happen. I don't know if your dad
will approve of you finding yourself
elsewhere. My dad, my dad...
Why does he matter? What about what I want, Mom?
Doesn't that matter? What do you want?
Tell me! To leave the woman you love? To go on sleeping
with that whore? To spend whatever time's left
with your daughter? Is that what you want? This family isn't meant
to be happy, Mom. No. But maybe you're right. That's why I'm going
to stay at El Milagrito. I don't want to be dragged down
by the family businesses. Oh, oh! You don't like the life now? After all the money you spent to buy whatever nonsense
so you could show off? Is that so? I don't. I don't! I want nothing to do with it. -You know what?
-What? This house reeks of hypocrisy. I'm out of this ------- hole. -Where are you going?
-Anywhere! Anywhere!
Know where I'm going? -I'm going...
-Where? Somewhere I'm not questioned. Know where I'm going? Somewhere I can be myself. I'll be there. MEXICO CITY Why'd they leave me alone? Clang, clang, clang. Mr. Alfaro, all of my guests
undergo this ritual. Behold this princess. She will be sacrificed
by you, sir. Priests, hand me
the alcohol of the gods. Pour a drink. Behold the ample-bosomed
princess from the Drunkard Tribe. The Drunkard Tribe? If you spill a single
drop of this alcohol, we'll cut your ---- off. Go ahead. What? Alright! -No hands?
-No hands. Alfaro, Alfaro, Alfaro... Bottoms up! Let's keep partying! Well done, babe! The booze got in my eyes...
I prefer mezcal, Cabo. -You prefer mezcal?
-Uh-huh. Which one? From Oaxaca, Durango?
Rested, aged? I've got it all. Jaime sent me a nice shipment.
Want some? I love them all. Get the mezcal for Alfaro! Great job!
Well done! Put on the leather thong. You're the best partner
I've ever had, Cabo! You're going to help me kill the
Casillases and Felina, right? And his daughter!
I can't stand that woman. But what do we do
about the president? He's fond of the Casillases and if we mess with them,
we run the risk of upsetting him and I don't know
if that'd be good for us. Come in. I said I wanted to talk to you, but I just haven't been able to. -Can we talk now?
-Sure. Are you going to reproach me
for what Amanda and I did? No, quite the contrary. Thank you for being like
that with her. You're amazing. Amanda is very cool.
I don't mind. I know you're still hurting
after losing your father and brother, but I'm here for
you, for whatever you need. I want your help with
more than the channel. Thank you, but what
are you trying to get at? I have big aspirations.
I want to go into politics. And you're going to help me. I know very little about that. I know less. We'll pick it up quickly,
though. I need you. You're great with computers,
but I need your honesty. There's no one better than you. Will you do it? Can I have
you as my righthand? Let's go after the presidency! Will you do it with me? Come on, we can map out
a strategy tomorrow. Say yes. -You scare me.
-No, don't be scared. I know I'm not your mother, but I want you to see me
as a mother figure, partner, and partner in life. Say you'll think about it. I'll think about it. We're going to spend
the night in Mexico City because there's
something we have to do before we go to Sinaloa. You know the plan,
so pick your team. -I already have them in mind.
-Great. We're going to attack
the Doctores neighborhood. It'll be a quiet
and simple attack. We need to plan this well and maybe Ismael and Felina
can learn a thing or two. -Sir.
-Yes? We're about to land. Okay. Isidro, son, come here. We're about to get home. Everything will be better now.
I promise you that, son. -Okay, Dad.
-Okay. MEXICO CITY I almost stayed away to avoid another uncomfortable
run-in with your sister. I don't want to talk about her. Look, I'm no psychologist,
I have a sexual addiction, but it's not nice for you
to come vent to me whenever you have an issue
with your family. Fine, babe. You're
always digging for info. Knock it off. You're pretty tightlipped
yourself. Did you get in trouble
with your boss? I got in trouble, but
it wasn't with my boss. How about you? Did you know Alfaro and
Cabo were at a bar together? So that's why he was
asking about him. Yes. Rutila called us, we went over,
there was a shootout... Ismael, I don't want
to talk about work. You coming or what? He's burning up. That means
there's an infection. -We need to call a doctor.
-Let me call Laura. Dinner was delicious. It's been a while since I
had such a delicious meal. Excuse me. Sure. Hello. Laura, we have an emergency.
JP was shot. The wound doesn't look good
and he's burning up. What do we do? Sounds like a case
of septicemia. If he was shot, don't
take him to the hospital. The police have
cameras everywhere. What does Ismael think? Ismael took off. Then call Rafa
and ask him for help. Okay. What'd she say? To call their coworker,
Dr. Rafael Lazcano. No! You're not calling Rafael
Lazcano. You can call anyone but him. THE LORD OF THE SKIES
