Dead Drop

Do you have a f***ing clue

how l protected you?

lt's good to see you're up.

You had us scared.

Your station chief was called

to DC so they sent me.

He wanted me

to tell you personally,

he's never been more proud

of one of his operatives,

even a contractor like yourself.

You did an amazing job

maintaining your cover.

lt will make it easier

to insert a new operator.

So,

- thank you.

- Do you have a reason for being here?

What happened?

l'm going back.

They think you're dead, Michael.

Who knows the networks

better than me, huh?

What, is it going to take you

two years to get back in?

Probably longer to get us

close as l do.

This isn't about the objective.

This is about you.

Frankly, l'm never entirely sure

what side you're on.

Do you realize we have workshops

scenarios on how to eliminate you

- if you stop checking in?

- l never lost track of my objective.

Really?

l think l got what they needed.

l did four months,

four months deep cover.

He did two years.

- l don't know how you did it.

- Don't take it back,

don't.

There's an analyst slot open

in Caribbean Affairs at...

- No, not going to happen, Nadine.

- We could use your expertise.

Well, even if they do

let you go back in,

they're not going to clear you until

you get in front of a shrink.

What you just lived through,

it's enough to break

even the hardest.

l'm fine.

We'll let someone else that decision.

Nadine,

it's not about the girl.

You found it?

You're always good

at sniffing out a good tequila.

Thank you.

Bring back memories?

Reminds me the last time

l saw you actually.

You've been on this case for what,

two years now, something like that.

- ln a bit.

- Yeah.

Do me a favor, Michael.

Do yourself a favor.

Don't worry about Santiago.

Let it go.

What is it?

This is how you pay me back?

You steal from me?

Do you have a f***ing clue

how l protected you?

What is wrong with you?

- What are you doing?

- You son of a b*tch!

Hey, come on.

- Okay, really, it wasn't my fault, okay.

- You want to play dead? Fine.

Let's play dead.

Listen to me.

lt's not what you think, okay.

You took my money!

Money? What are you talking?

We can get some more money, okay?

- You crashed my car!

- That was not my fault.

Oh, sh*t!

You didn't appear

and then you come back

and you want to act

like l'm not going to kill you?!

Okay now.

l think you might want to kill me,

l think you're actually

going to try to kill me.

Hey, hey, hey!

Give me the knife.

Rosita!

lt's a miracle.

Maybe.

You know why l'm here.

Santiago.

l need to finish the conversation.

Michael, you're out.

Stay out.

Stay out.

Forget about me. Forget about you.

- Think of Rosita.

- So you and her.

You and her are the only things

l care about.

You know that.

What chance do you think you

or her or anybody have

if l don't die this up?

So you want revenge?

- Say it! ''l want revenge.''

- Yes, maybe.

More killing. Killing more people.

Sometimes, there's no other choice

and you know that.

Sometimes.

Come on. Let's get some tequila.

Tequila!

l know you were.

l know.

Don't ever do that again, okay.

Okay.

Promise.

l promise.

This is how you pay me back?

You steal from me?

Do you have a f***ing clue

how l protected you?

What happened on that plane?

l don't know.

That must have been terrifying,

falling from the sky.

You're going to kill Santiago.

l'm just going to talk to him.

lt's not what it means, doesn't it?

You want to kill him.

Yeah.

Sh*t!

Michael, no.

Michael,

no.

Michael. No, no.

Michael, listen to me.

Michael. No, no, no!

l was just gonna ask you

where Santiago was.

l don't know. l don't know.

Bullshit.

All that junk been moving for years.

You don't know

where to find him, huh?

You don't understand.

Things have changed.

Nobody knows where he is.

l have to wait until he calls me.

So, until he contacts me,

l can't contact him.

We know each other, man.

We're bred together.

Now you want to tell me

you only count as Mateo, huh,

and you have no idea

where l can find him?

You don't understand. He's scared.

He's paranoid.

He jumps around from place to place

so that nobody knows where he's at.

For Christ's sake,

he thinks you want to kill him.

Mateo.

l need something,

okay? Before l leave here,

l need something.

You understand what l'm talking?

Michael, no, no, no, no, Michael.

Okay.

l don't know. l'm sorry. No, no!

How does that feel, huh?

Okay, okay, okay! l know his cousin!

His cousin is a pilot.

l know where he is.

lt wasn't so hard, was it?

lf you can't stand it,

l can't stand it. l'm tired of this.

lt's always the same thing with you.

Fernando.

Jesus.

Okay.

So where is he?

l don't know.

l don't know.

What do l keep you

in this lately, huh?

You want to make this easy

for you, your family?

Where is Santiago?

We don't know.

He moved around a lot.

- l don't know where he's at.

- Okay.

No. Please.

- No.

- No, no, no, no, no, no.

- Please, please.

- Felicia!

- Felicia!

- Please!

Felicia!

- Felicia!

- Please!

Felicia!

lt's okay.

Give me the phone.

Uncle Santiago l presume.

Miguel?

Back from the dead.

How are you, mi hermano?

Living.

You?

My baby, baby.

- Yeah.

- For what it's worth, Miguelito.

You really were like a brother to me.

Yeah. That's beautiful.

You always kill your own brothers?

l didn't kill you, Miguel.

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