Previously on The Bridge...
What the hell's that?
"Who is Millie Quintana?"
Rayburn National.
The finest bank cartel money can buy.
We would like to discuss these with you.
We're doing a story on money laundering on the
border, and we have a few questions.
Have you ever heard the name "Millie Quintana," Mr. Delarge?
Oh.
Eleanor Nacht went to see Delarge.
We know she works for Fausto Galvan.
Detective Ruiz!
We're just here for the dope, okay?
No comprende.
It's not yours, so why die for it?
Miss Millwright?
I've spoken to Mr. Galvan. He doesn't care about the heroin.
So, we're supposed to just go back and pretend like nothing happened?
Not exactly.
There's a new job.
None of those men will ever pay for what they did.
Nothing I say will stop it from happening again.
Do whatever you want. Kill me.
I don't give a shit.
Oh, you should give a shit.
Here we go.
What are you doing, David?
Do whatever you have to do and tell me where my son is!
Do you ever think about Tate?
He killed my son. Of course I think about him.
You speak Spanish, right?
You should stick around.
Fight in the cafeteria.
In need of immediate assistance.
Prisoners, stand down!
Prisoners, stand down now!
On your knees!
Hands on your head!
I'm taking him to the infirmary.
Turn around.
That's a nasty wound.
You shouldn't have killed that kid.
What?
You ready?
Just do it.
Don't worry.
I'm not the one that's gonna kill you.
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What time is it?
It's early.
I have to go to work.
You should get dressed.
So, I, uh, take it we're not talking about last night?
What do you mean?
I mean, is that your usual thing?
No.
I just felt like it in the moment.
Why?
I don't know.
We don't have to talk about it.
Okay.
What are you doing about the funeral?
- Nothing, actually. - I'd like to be a part of it.
Well, there's no funeral, no, uh, service.
I mean, I'm just having him cremated. It's fine.
I want to be there.
Okay.
Um, can I have a shower?
Sure, yeah.
I'll see you later.
May I help you?
You know, I hate when they leave the bags in.
It's too much tannin.
Stains the teeth.
Good to know.
Buckley.
Alex Buckley.
What section are you from, Buckley?
I'm not. I'm from Langley.
That was quick.
You sent some hard drives to EPIC for forensic analysis?
We did?
My bad.
We would have found out eventually.
Why don't you just tell us what the CIA's
interest is in Rayburn National Bank?
Well, we like to think in terms of "What if."
Okay, what if a U.S. bank was
laundering money for Fausto Galvan's cartel?
Every bank launders money.
If we were in the business of shutting down banks with bad
flow, we'd be hiding our money under mattresses.
It's still a crime.
Scale is what makes it a crime, Agent Rivas,
and the agency defines scale globally,
which makes Rayburn a drop in the bucket.
I don't give a shit about scale.
Fausto Galvan killed a federal agent.
Jimmy Tecca.
You tell him you were sleeping with Tecca's wife?
Bullshit.
Oh, so, Margarita Monday at Chi Chi's followed by
an hour at the Knight's Inn was what?
She was lonely.
It will stay in this room provided that...
Just tell us what you want.
There's a corporation came up on the bank
hard drives... Grupo CLIO Internacional.
Okay.
Pursue your cartel-laundering investigation
to your heart's content, but
Sebastian Cerisola and Grupo CLIO are off limits.
And if I don't comply, I wind up stationed
in, what, East Africa?
Sierra Leone.
Do you understand?
All I'm saying is, I've seen it before.
They come up here with the best of intentions.
They either wind up sold out or dead.
I know.
Marco says he trusts him.
Well, I hope he's right about this one.
- Abelardo Pintado. - Mucho gusto. This way.
Prosecutor from Juárez. Pleasure to meet you.
Uh, I'll be taking Eva Guerra's deposition.
Where's Marco?
Um, I haven't seen him.
He was supposed to meet us here.
We should do this now.
The longer I'm here, the easier it's gonna be for the wrong
- people to find out what we're doing. - Let me call him.
He can catch up. Come on, let's go.
Now.
Marco, where are you?
We're getting Eva's deposition. You promised you'd be there.
This is where you've been keeping Eva?
Uh, yeah.
She wanted to come here. I didn't have a whole lot of options.
I think she's safe here though.
What happens after she gives a statement?
She can't go back.
Lieutenant Wade.
Bob.
Sir.
This is Abelardo Pintado from Mexico City.
- This is Detective Sonya Cross. - Afternoon.
Ma'am.
What are all these women doing up here?
Well, this is a sanctuary of sorts.
What was that?
Got a sow about to farrow.
I suppose I should help her out.
Eva ready?
Uh, yes. She's inside, Lieutenant.
Why don't you, uh, see yourselves in.
If you sign an affidavit, I can get a warrant.
Will I have to testify?
Yes, eventually.
Eva,
if you don't do this, you know it's gonna continue to happen to other women.
I know.
Hold-hold on a second here.
We're-we're talking about police officers from Juárez.
Uh... you gonna protect her?
I can arrange for protection, yes.
I understand the risk, and... I can't hide forever.
That's right.
And this is how you move on.
- Okay. - Okay.
Okay, let's do this.
Can you identify any of these men?
They are all Juárez police officers.
Him.
He was the one that came to your house.
Okay.
Alejandro Hierra.
And him.
Eva, are you sure?
Yeah. Yes, I'm sure.
Okay, the accusing witness has identified Alejandro Hierra
and Captain Alejandro Robles as her attacker.
If you sign this affidavit witnessed by us,
I can take it straight to Mexico City to the attorney general.
Marco, I need to talk to you.
Call me back.
This is a private conversation in a private room.
I signed you in as a snitch.
What do you want?
I don't often get interview requests from the DEA.
"Who is Millie Quintana?"
Millie Quintana.
Just some old woman who died with a bunch of money in her house.
No shit.
It was you.
You.... you sent me the Euro note?
Maybe.
Why?
DEA got iced out of the Quintana investigation.
We lost the money, everything.
So, what, do you want a hug?
I'm giving you a story.
You don't want it, I will find some other asshole journalist who does.
All right, relax.
Look, all we got at this point is some cartel work.
We got a courier stuffed inside of a duffle bag down in Juárez.
He was actively moving money into that house.
It is not just the cartel that is involved in that house.
I'm... not really bored. You can keep talking if you want.
Have you ever heard of Grupo CLIO Internacional?
Grupo CLIO. I am not familiar with it, no.
No.
This is not for publication yet.
I got it.
I'm just writing down the name.
Grupo...
We believe that Grupo CLIO is directly
involved in the laundering of money for Fausto Galvan.
Rayburn National Bank?
It's not exactly news that the cartel's using a business front though, is it?
It is if the CIA's involved.
Wait, you're saying that...
that the CIA
actively knew that the Quintana house was online?
Open the doors.
Ask the questions.
Bring me the answers.
Ya estuvo.
Vámonos.
Marco's not calling back.
He needs to know about Robles.
Marco can handle himself.
I can swing by his place if you want.
I'll go with you.
Absolutely not.
You're not to show your face around Marco's place of work
until this matter with Robles is settled.
Do you think you got enough to put Robles away?
Well, with the support of the attorney general, yeah.
But Robles is just a means to an end.
How's that?
Robles has significant ties to Fausto Galvan.
Well, I hope you're not
biting off more than you can chew.
Okay?
- The DEA? - Yeah. They want us to dig into a
- company called, um... Shit, uh, CLIO Gru... - Grupo CLIO?
That's it. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Do you know it?
Yes. But it doesn't make any sense
that they'd be involved with laundering for the cartels.
- Why not? - They're a huge
holding company with ties all over Mexico, a legitimate business.
So what? So they don't like money?
Why'd he ask you to look into this?
Obviously 'cause I'm an amazing writer.
I'm serious. They're just using you.
Yeah, I know.
But, look, we get access to a story, right?
He said to me the CIA has ordered them to back off the investigation.
The CI...
Why would the CIA be protecting Grupo CLIO?
I don't know,
but we are sure as shit gonna find out.
You hungry?
Dainty.
Ms. Nacht?
Do you know who I am?
How did you find me?
May I come in?
Hmm.
You like to read romance novels.
I never understood the appeal.
Yes.
Please, what do you want?
Señor Galvan told me that
we have a problem with Red Ridge View.
I came to get your perspective on things.
Mr. Galvan does not
understand what we're facing.
I explained it to him, but he didn't care.
Well, Señor Galvan is a campesino...
resourceful, but limited when it comes to details.
You can tell me.
Delarge's death left us exposed.
Did you fix it?
For now, yes.
But it's fragile.
What is this place?
You now own all this. 150 units.
Several models to choose from.
This one here's the Scottsdale.
Mr. Galvan has transferred this into your name.
Why would he do that?
You're in no position to be asking questions.
Yeah, well, I got questions, Monte.
I get it, you're using her name.
Yeah.
Do we at least get a piece?
Compensation.
You get to live, Ray.
What if we want to leave?
That would be unwise.
So we're just supposed to go back like nothing ever happened?
For now. Cesar will handle the maintenance end of things.
Miss Charlotte.
Cesar, glad to see they didn't croak you.
Let's go have a look inside, Monte.
This really isn't a good time, Ray.
Let's go.
Sorry I'm late.
It's okay.
Ready?
No, I-I... I don't want 'em.
I'll take it.
What are you gonna do with it?
I don't know.
Can't leave them here.
I got to go.
Okay.
Where is he?
On the other side.
He's laying down.
He'll bleed out faster.
Just palm it.
No.
Should we go now?
Tiempo, papi.
Marco?
No.
No, no, no!
Hey, hey!
Let him go... police.
We know who you are.
I'm sorry?
You got to stay out of this.
This...
is not your business.
Go back across the border, puta.
Vámonos.
Third door on the left.
You got ten minutes.
Hello, David.
Marco.
It's good to see you.
Shut up.
Just do it.
It's what you came for.
My life for your son's. That seems fair.
Just do it.
No.
Oh, G...
Oh!
Through that door.
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