Ben: That's right, bitch. I'm still alive. And I have it all.
Dickson: What do you think you have, McCall?
Ben: I have Patrick Stone on tape telling the world that your on the cartel's payroll. Besides myself and Alvarez, there are two federal agents who will back up that testimony.
Dickson: Agent Guerra deals drugs and is implicated in the Fourth of July bombing. Evans killed a former FBI agent and may have conspired with a cartel hitman to murder the only real witness in this investigation.
Alvarez would say anything to save his own neck, including corroborating his corrupt handler's lies. No, I'm sorry detective, but no one's going to believe any of it.
Ben: So you're saying it's Viet Nam all over again.
Dickson: Not necessarily, Mendoza an Duke are dead. You did break the cartel. Hell some people might consider your a hero.
But if you level these false accusations against me, I can guarantee that things will go very badly for you. Walk away, Detective. That's all you have to do.
Ben: Don't even blink motherfucker! I've got him! In here!
Alvarez: You're wasting your time, Ben. I got friends high up on the food chain. One call and I'm a free man.
Ben: No! Not this time, Tony. Your friends don't fucking impress me.
Alvarez: What are you doing man? Jesus Christ, come on, we can work this out! What do you want?
Ben: I want you to pay for all the fucking misery you've caused. This is for Jess, you evil son of a bitch.
Kim: You can't McCall. I want to see Dickson and Waters behind bars. That won't happen without his testimony.
Ben: And they will give this fucker immunity and he will skate, just like he always does. Well, fuck that. Not this time. No fucking way.
Kim: You know I won't let you kill him.
Eddie: Why the fuck not? There's a shitload of money here. We can split it three ways and no one will ever know.
Ben: What the hell are you talking about?
Eddie: I'm talking about starting over man. I'm talking about a clean fucking slate. I owe people money, man, and this could solve all my problems.
Kim: Jesus Christ.
Eddie: Hey, it's going in somebody's pocket. Some asshole in DC with more juice than us is going to walk away with all of it, man. A pay day like this? We'll be set for life and I'll be done with this shit.
Alvarez: You will never be done, ese.
Eddie: Shut the fuck up!
Alvarez: The FBI paid off all your paper, puto. And in return, they got all kinds of incriminating shit and they're going to hold over your head until the day you are dead.
Eddie: What the hell are you talking about?!
Alvarez: Ask her.
Ben: What the hell is he talking about?
Kim: It's true.
Ben: How the fuck does Alvarez know about this?
Kim: Because he's a federal informant. He's our man inside the cartel. You can't kill him, Ben.
Alvarez: See, Eddie? They got you by the balls, brother. But my offer still holds.
Eddie: You lying motherfuckers.
Ben: You got that right.
Kim: Sometimes you got to choose the lesser of two evils.
Ben: Yeah, but in the end, you are still choosing evil. This is bull shit!
Alvarez: Hasta la vista, pendejos!
Ben: Greedy goddamn backstabbing motherfuckers. And Judas said what will you give me and I will deliver him onto you.
Eddie: Where the hell are you, Evans? Where the hell are you, McCall?
Reporter: The world holds it's collective breath as the President meets with his cabinet on the war room. At this moment, they are debating the possible invasion of Northern Mexico.
The U.S. hasn't taken up arms against its southern neighbor in 160 years. But since it was revealed that the corruption of the Mendoza Cartel has spread to the highest reaches of our justice department, politicians on both sides of the aisle have demanded armed intervention.
Guard: Let's go! Line up! Move it!
Cellmate: Odds are 2 to 1 that you don't make it to the end of the week, pendejo. You got a lot of enemies in here. If I were you, I'd pray a little harder.