mrs. ayala. thank you for coming. i am juan marquez, i work for mr. obregon. i believe you know my associate, "tigrillo," the little tiger.
no, this is not possible. and i thank you for coming down here, though i suspect it's been a pointless journey.
i hear these stories. your husband in jail. his business in chaos. various people fighting over the scraps.
that is not true, mrs. ayala. your route is compromised. perhaps it is time for me to deal with other distributors in california.
you don't? listen to this woman in a man's world, a very violent world.
but not in whose interest it is to help you out of debt.
i don't know. perhaps i remember something.
you want to smuggle narcotics in mr. espastico jacobo. that's nothing new.
i don't believe you.
you first.
fine, then we don't have deal.
okay, okay.
that's good coke.
perhaps.  perhaps.  i'm afraid i must first ask you to pass a test. i asked the same of your husband and he succeeded with flying colors.
take this back with you. deliver it safely to tigrillo in san diego and we have a deal.
exactly, and this is how i know i'm not getting into business with the u.s. government.
deliver that safely to tigrillo in san diego. and we have a deal.
salazar and madrigal are no longer with us. a feat none of these people could get accomplished.
you're going to be made the special assistant to the new drug czar, which makes you a very valuable law enforcement officer. i hope you like to travel because we have plans for juarez and el paso, nogales, sinaloa, jalisco, michoacan.