A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
Siso Pernas.
PREVIOUSLY...
Tell me where you are or I kill Pedrito.
Don't tell him! I'm dead anyway!
- Siso. - Bye, handsome.
[Teresa] Is Oleg Yasikov in?
Tell him Teresa Mendoza is looking for him.
You activated the bomb when you sat down, so don't move.
How long before the bomb goes off?
Which cable do I have to cut, dammit?
[Teresa] Who told Veronica Cortes' sister I was back in Mexico?
- [Willy] How do you know about her? - [Teresa] That bitch tried to kill me.
Manuela works for the DEA.
[Willy] Maybe she figured it out. We didn't tell her anything!
You're a fucking traitor. Go straight to hell.
Mr. Pernas, any news on the Mexican?
She must be getting ready to return to Spain.
I know where to find her.
[Cayetana] Please let me know when the job's done,
so I can host a mass to grant eternal rest to my son's soul.
THE QUEEN OF THE SOUTH
[wind whistling]
[engine revving]
[radio chattering]
[water dripping]
We've identified your son's body, Cayetana.
I want to see it.
I don't recommend that. It was in the ocean a long time.
I want to see it.
[indistinct chatter]
[Pablo] Mrs. Aljarafe.
You haven't been here in a long time.
I'm sorry, but we still don't know the Mexican's whereabouts.
I wasn't going to ask, but rather, inform you as to where she is.
♪ In Tuscany, Italy ♪
♪ Where Teresa is hiding ♪
♪ Her daughter was kidnapped ♪
♪ To make her come back ♪
♪ To her beloved Mexico ♪
♪ Watch out, I'm coming back ♪
♪ During that rescue ♪
♪ New things came to light ♪
♪ A full house ♪
♪ In Teresa's claws ♪
♪ She will rampage for revenge ♪
♪ The Queen of the South has come back ♪
[helicopter whirring]
[Manuela] Hi, I can't take your call right now. Leave a message.
[beeps]
MEXICO CITY, MEXICO
Baby,
we have to return to Washington sooner than expected.
I'll see you in my apartment, my luscious brunette.
After that, we'll go to dinner like we planned.
Remember to show up dressed like I asked, all right?
Bye, baby.
[beeps]
What's up?
Hasn't she answered? Hasn't said anything?
Nothing.
She's obviously on her way back.
Why the hell did she lie to us?
- Us? - Yeah!
"Us" sounds like a crowd.
She lied to you, and I'd warned you.
What are you going to do with Manuela?
You'll find out when we get there.
[engine revving]
[door creaking]
[in Italian] Your breakfast.
I'm not hungry.
I want to talk to my mom.
You can't talk to your mom if you don't eat.
First I talk to my mom, then I eat breakfast.
[in Spanish] I'm not like Morgana.
I'm not scared of the dead.
Eat. Eat!
If I tell you to eat, you have to eat.
You can kiss the sunlight goodbye if you don't eat.
[grunts]
You can't hurt me. I know it.
I heard your boss saying that if you fucked with me,
my mother would make you all pay.
You're just an employee that has to follow that man's orders,
isn't that right?
[sighs]
[in Italian] Don't provoke me, kid.
Because then you'll see the worst side of me.
[grunts]
Okay, Batman.
Make sure you're careful,
and when you know more about that, give me a call.
You got it. Goodbye, sir.
Your interview with Lancaster is in a few hours.
Have you read the talking points I wrote for you?
No, I had no time.
Epifanio, everybody watches that program.
That woman will try to hit you hard.
Don't worry.
I know how to handle that broad.
I'm not going to answer squat.
I'm going to speak straight into the camera
because the people are able to make the distinction
between a snobby lesbian
and an honest man who tells it like it is.
That's exactly why I brought you this.
These are last week's poll numbers, and as you can tell,
Bravo went up two points, while we're treading water.
If Marietta manages to back you into a corner,
we could lose, Epifanio.
Nah, there's nothing to worry about. Right about now,
Teresa Mendoza ought to be on her way to Europe.
She's looking for her buddies.
Zurdo Villa and that candidate Bravo
will be history before you know it.
It's fate, son.
Epifanio Vargas shall be president of this great nation.
[door clicks open]
[in Italian] I didn't eat.
[in Spanish] What are you going to do to me now?
What did your boss tell you to do to me?
To beat me to death?
No.
But he did send me a video of your mother,
and you're not going to see it until you eat your breakfast.
Call me afterward.
Lupo, wait. Lupo!
I swear I'll eat everything, just let me see my mother first.
I swear I'll eat everything. Please.
Okay, I'm going to believe you.
Sofia, sweetie.
If you're feeling alone, or if you're scared,
remember everything I told you.
You... know much more than other kids your age.
And...
And if...
If you have to defend yourself from someone,
from anyone, give it all you've got.
You fight tooth and nail.
You know how to gain others' respect.
And if they...
tell you bad things about me,
don't believe any of that crap.
They're only doing it...
to scare you and make you cry.
[sniffling]
My life is meaningless without you.
Honey, I'm doing a job for these bastards
that are keeping you locked up.
But the moment I finish that task, we'll see each other again,
and it'll be forever. We'll never be apart again.
I'll take you to that carnival in Venice you like so much.
I swear.
Isn't that what you wanted to do for your birthday?
There you go.
Darling, never forget how much I love you.
Never forget that.
I love you, Mom.
Dry your tears.
We're going to reply to your mother,
and you're going to say that you're fine.
[phone beeps]
[Sofia] Don't be sad, Mom.
I'm fine, and do you know why?
Because I'm a Dantes like you.
Our last names are synonymous with courageous women.
I love you very much,
and everything you've taught me is up here...
forever.
I love you, Mom, and I'll be waiting for you
so you can cut off the heads of all my kidnappers.
I love you, Mom. I miss you.
[phone beeps]
[Lupo] Now eat.
Epifanio Vargas,
presidential nominee of the Republic of Mexico
and the last candidate to agree to be on our show.
The other candidates must have time on their hands
if they're coming on television.
Not me.
I'm traveling the country and listening to the people.
That's my priority, not coming on shows like this.
I mean, with all due respect.
This interview was a long time coming, sir.
The first time I invited you
was when you were a senator from Sinaloa.
- Yes. - Sinaloa,
a state overrun by drug trafficking,
which increased exponentially in your state
precisely during your term.
No, the president at the time is responsible for that problem.
He stupidly declared war on them
and all he managed to do was kick the hornet's nest.
Well, those hornets got loose and started stinging everyone.
Sinaloa was one of the states most affected by those stings.
Do your research, lady.
Yes, we've got information to spare. Just look.
There are public documents
that connect you to the Sinaloa Cartel.
Nothing but pure gossip from my political enemies.
So then the years you spent in Altiplano Prison
after being accused of drug trafficking and money laundering
is gossip?
I was acquitted of all charges. Must be for a reason.
There are investigative reports in which your freedom
is attributed to the bribery of members of the judiciary.
- So? - Any comments on that?
You tell me.
You're the one who won't stop harping on that.
I've seen your Twitter feed.
I know what you think of me,
but you're not telling the whole truth.
You are not telling people that I was jailed
because those fucking gringos pushed for it.
What? You can't say "fucking"?
- It doesn't matter. - Of course not.
I already said it. Besides, I speak like the common folk.
But the facts are that the DEA has proof.
The DEA has always meddled where it doesn't concern them.
I know I stepped on some toes,
but I put up with it and kept putting up with it
until I was exonerated,
regardless of who it upset or offended.
What kind of questions are these?
You agreed to be on the program, with all that implies.
I was told there'd be no attacks.
No unfounded attacks.
Marietta's only brought up matters of public record.
...the president of the poor, the needy and the forgotten.
Why don't you ask about that?
About how I'm going to help the less fortunate?
Of course, but first I'd like to ask
what you have to say to the country regarding Teresa Mendoza.
MADRID, SPAIN
That woman is a criminal!
Half the globe is after her.
Know why they can't find her?
Because she's under the DEA's protection.
The DEA hired Teresita Mendoza to screw me.
[Marietta] Teresa Mendoza accused you of being the leader
of the Sinaloa Cartel.
Here we go again.
Where's the proof, huh? I want to see it.
It's right here.
[sighs]
- Hi. - [man] Hi, good morning.
- I need a ticket to Malaga. - [man] To Malaga?
- The next flight out, please. - [man] The next one.
- How much is it? - It'll be 200 euros.
I'll also need your passport, please.
- Here you are. - Give me one moment.
Have a nice trip, ma'am. Thank you.
Sons of bitches!
[Marietta] It says here that you own...
Just one of your properties
is valued at over 300 million pesos.
I'm sorry, sir,
but no former Mexican senator could have made enough
to pay for a property like that.
Look, dear, all I can say
is that I've made my declaration of assets,
which I did, by the way, before any of my opponents.
And it states there that whatever it is that I have
I owe to my businesses and my work.
[Marietta] It's not cheap to start an airline, right?
[Epifanio] You're telling me!
I busted my hump day and night to own my first little plane.
But sure...
since I'm a country boy in boots, right?
Since I come from the country side,
everyone's out to get me.
They don't like that.
Sir, this has nothing to do with your footwear.
These are legitimate doubts.
No way.
This woman brought me here to fuck with me,
because you weren't like this with the other candidates.
You're nice and calm with them,
but it's okay to fuck with me, right?
It's okay to discredit me because I'm poor,
but you listen to me.
I'm a man of the people, and the people and me are legitimate!
The people have dignity, sir.
And they have the right to get answers to the questions
the citizens are asking...
What questions are you asking?
...because you are a potential public servant.
No, you just want to fuck with me.
I'm leaving. Goodnight.
Let me take this shit off. Who the fuck put this on me?
Mr. Epifanio Vargas,
presidential nominee of Mexico,
ladies and gentlemen.
[dialing tone]
Thank you.
[indistinct announcement on PA]
[laughing]
[wheel rattling]
[tap water flowing]
Shit!
Hey, are you stupid or what?
[indistinct chattering]
The Mexican is here.
- Hi, are you free? - Of course.
[engine revving]
Fucking crosswalks!
[honking]
MEXICO CITY, MEXICO
You can't storm out of interviews like that,
especially not when you're with Marietta Lancaster.
She's not just any journalist.
She's the most respected, gets the biggest ratings,
and has the respect of politicians.
Didn't you hear all the shit she was asking me, Alejandro?
Plus, my phone kept buzzing and I couldn't concentrate.
See? It's buzzing again.
Hello?
What are you talking about? She gave you the slip?
I'm warning you, fucker.
If you don't find Teresita Mendoza,
don't bother coming back
because I'll cut your balls off, understood?
[call disconnects]
You have someone following Teresa Mendoza and you didn't tell me.
What's going on, Epifanio? Why are you not telling me these things?
Look, Alejandro, if we don't keep an eye Teresita Mendoza
and something happens to her, we're all screwed.
Call Lupo.
He can deal with these sorts of things.
Call him.
Lupo, something's come up.
WASHINGTON D.C., USA
[siren wailing in distance]
Oh!
It's dimly lit.
I love it.
[in English] Hi, sweetie.
Look.
I'm not wearing underwear, just like you asked.
Are you sure you can wait till we get to the restaurant?
I don't think so.
You lied to me.
What?
You went to Mexico.
We know everything.
What are you doing here, boss?
I didn't want to humiliate you in front of everyone.
You're out of the DEA, Manuela.
MARBELLA, SPAIN
[birds chirping]
First time in Malaga?
[sighs]
I lived here many years ago.
I never thought I'd come back.
What accent is that? It's not from around here.
I'm Mexican.
Some called me filthy South American when I lived here.
Rude, racist people are everywhere. I wouldn't worry about it.
I remember in my youth
that there was a famous Mexican here in Malaga,
but they'd never call her that because she inspired fear.
The press called her the Queen of the South.
Sound familiar?
No, never heard of her.
Just between you and me,
my cousin piloted a boat that brought her hash from Morocco.
- What's your cousin's name? - Manolo.
Manolo.
Whatever happened to him?
He was killed by Arabs.
Those that deal with hash say
that nothing was ever the same after that Mexican left.
They said she had quite the pair on her.
When the Civil Guard were about to nab her,
she disappeared and was never heard from again.
Maybe one day that Mexican will have a good reason to come back.
I'd love to meet your fellow countrywoman.
The infamous Queen of the South.
What's your name?
Jesus. Pleasure to meet you.
I'd like to stop someplace else
before you take me to the club.
Of course. You're in charge. Your wish is my command.
Why do I have to leave the DEA? I don't understand.
This old dog wasn't born yesterday.
I hate going on and on about the same fucking lie.
What lie? I don't...
Jonathan, say something. You know I...
All I know is that you lied to me.
Tell me to my face and in front of the boss.
Are you saying all this wasn't part of your plan?
- What are you talking about? - You jeopardized the mission.
Look.
A transmitter that we often use on missions.
Can you tell me what I'm being accused of?
I don't fucking know how, but you found out
we were going to Mexico and came to see me.
You planted that transmitter on me, on my fucking shirt.
You used me.
You used me to find Teresa.
In fact, you called me from a fucking gym in Mexico
to make me believe you were here in Washington.
How the hell did you find out Teresa had returned?
If you had the fucking balls to confront Teresa,
have the same balls to be honest with me.
Willy, you both know me. I'm not a traitor.
- You intended to kill her. - What? No.
You calculated that by the time we found that body,
it'd be too late to know it was you.
But something went wrong.
Look at your fucking neck.
What I don't understand is why Teresa took pity on you.
Well, I won't take pity on her next time.
- Goddamn it, Manuela! - What?
Wouldn't you do the same?
Wouldn't you do the same if Teresa had killed your sister?
If you found out she was back
and that your own partners were protecting her?
- Did he tell you? - No! Give me a break!
- Did he say something? - Are you suspecting me?
- He didn't say anything.
You know what?
Tell Willy that you went through my phone
and that's how you found out about Teresa.
[water running]
[Manuela] All the rage I'd kept inside me for years suddenly came out,
and I saw my sister Veronica in that coffin again,
when her body was repatriated.
You were there, Willy.
You saw my mother and nephew.
Anything resembling my family ended that day.
Hate ruined my life.
[scoffs]
I was never the same after seeing my sister dead.
We cops can't allow ourselves to hate.
We go by the rules, and you broke rule number one:
don't fuck another agent.
- It's not like that. - She was fucking you
to get information out of you, you fucking rookie.
Manuela, I want you long gone, and keep your mouth shut.
If I find out you're revealing information about Teresa,
I'll make it my mission to ensure she kills you herself.
You're kicking me to the streets, I have no savings.
You should have thought of that before.
[phone ringing]
What is it?
Yeah. I'm on my way.
What's the range on that transmitter?
Two kilometers.
- I can't stand this... - Spare me the melodrama, fool.
I don't trust Manuela, and I barely trust you.
Don't risk what little of it remains over nothing.
Go.
[Teresa] Stop here, please.
[phone ringing]
Hello?
Hi, Maria. It's Francesco.
Francesco Belmondo.
The stubborn Francesco Belmondo.
[Teresa] Hi, Francesco. How are you?
Fine, fine. Are you still in Mexico?
Look, I appreciate your concern, but I already told you.
Please stop calling me.
It's dangerous. I don't want to put you at risk.
You shouldn't be alone, Maria.
- Is there anything I can do? - No.
[Teresa] This is something only I can resolve.
- I have to go. - [Francesco] No, wait a second, Maria.
Maria...
Whatever you need, no matter the time, I'm right here.
Thanks.
Bye.
Jesus,
- take me to Jadranka. - You got it.
[engine revving]
[Teresa] If some bastard ever kidnaps you like in my nightmares,
the element of surprise is what can save you.
She who hits first hits twice.
- Understand? - I understand.
Look, even a fucking orange can help you deceive somebody.
An orange, intelligence, and patience, Sofia.
Patience...
[door opens]
[groans] I don't feel good.
Because you're not eating.
- Eat. - Bring me oranges.
This isn't your restaurant, and I'm not your servant!
Yes, she was stopped on Calvario Street.
There's still a business that's in her name.
Yes, when she lived in Marbella.
I will, Epifanio.
[grunts]
Fucking brat won't eat.
"It hurts! I can't swallow!"
"Now I want oranges!"
What does she think this is? A hotel?
Bring her the oranges,
and please stop acting like you're Sofia's age.
I hope she chokes on the seeds,
so she dies already!
We're here.
Jadranka.
For you.
Thank you.
- Welcome, Mexican. - Thank you, Jesus.
Are you okay?
Let's say I've got a good radar for rats, wherever they are.
Wait here.
I'm looking for Mr. Oleg Yasikov.
I just asked you a question.
Mr. Oleg Yasikov.
He won't answer.
Idris just arrived from Africa
and he understands Spanish as well as I do Chinese.
If you're a patron, we open at 7:00.
If you're here... to work,
- my office is upstairs. - No.
Oleg Yasikov's office is upstairs.
When I tell him how you welcomed his friend Teresa,
that stupid grin on your face will disappear.
Teresa?
Oh.
Yes, yes.
Mr. Oleg is very busy.
We spoke yesterday, didn't we? I told you I was coming.
It's your problem if you didn't believe me.
Go tell him I'm here.
Yes. Yes.
I'll tell Mr. Oleg that you made it to Jadranka.
Wait.
You should've notified me immediately
that you'd located that woman in Italy.
You can't take justice into your own hands.
What do you recommend?
In whose justice should I believe? Yours?
I've been trusting the police for years,
and you allowed that woman to disappear.
Teresa Mendoza murdered my son.
She wrapped him in a rug and threw him into the ocean...
like a dog.
He was floating for five weeks before anyone found him.
While I waited nine years for Spanish authorities to do something.
How dare you reproach me?
You don't know the pain of a mother who's lost her child.
What you showed me wasn't my son.
That wasn't the son I gave birth to.
That wasn't...
my handsome boy, my pride and joy,
- my life. - Ma'am, I'm a father myself,
and I understand the pain you feel.
- I promise... - Spare me your promises.
Arrest her and lock her up.
At least in jail I'd have the hope that another inmate...
would get justice on that Mexican, something you've been unable to do.
[phone vibrating]
Agent Rangel speaking.
[Pablo] I've got news on your precious Mexican.
What the hell?
Who's this?
[Pablo] Don't you recognize my voice?
This is Captain Flores with the National Police.
All that hiding Teresa Mendoza
only for her to return to the scene of the crime.
What do you know about Teresa?
[Pablo] That when I was about to arrest her,
you put her on a plane back to Mexico.
Nice way of cooperating with a fellow cop, Willy.
[Willy] Have you been smoking something, Pablo?
What the hell are you talking about?
She entered the Witness Protection Program.
That's all.
[Pablo] So she's still under your protection.
I'm glad, Willy.
You two must be plotting something
if she decided to return to Marbella
even though there's a warrant for her arrest.
And this time, Willy,
nothing's going to stop me from catching her.
You've hit the jackpot, Jesus.
[phone ringing]
Shit.
[phone ringing continues]
[Willy] Teresa, it's me. I have information.
If you don't run, you'll get caught.
Spanish law enforcement knows you're in Marbella,
so you should leave, got it?
Shit. The police.
[Ivan] Teresa.
Where's Oleg?
Oleg went out.
But there's somebody who wants to see you.
Teresa Mendoza.
Welcome to Spain.
IN THE NEXT EPISODE...
[gunshots]
[glass shattering]
Sofia, is that you?
Mom.
Mom...
You're fucked, Mexican.
Burn in hell, you bitch!
[woman screaming]
[Siso] Teresa Mendoza is dead.
There's no way for the cops to identify what's left of the bitch.
Good job, Mr. Pernas.