Griselda.
We need to talk.
Papo got Amilcar's territories.
He doesn't want to be in business with you.
He already made a deal with Rafa. I'm going with him.
I brought your dealers with me.
- You got nothing to give him. - Why didn't you take the buyout?
The truth is...
you scare me more than they do.
This is the house I told you about.
We'll be here a few days until I'm done fixing some things.
What things?
Things.
Think I saw an alligator.
What's with the new security?
Just a precaution.
This is Rigo.
He and his cousins came over on those boats
from Cuba we saw on the news, Ozzy.
They call us "Marielitos."
Put them on.
Thank you.
Help unload the car.
I gotta make a call.
Rigo thinks your mom's a saint
'cause she gave jobs to him and his cousin.
Hello.
How's it going?
Just doing a deep clean.
You mean getting high in the backyard?
We need a "vacation," too.
It happen yet?
I haven't given the order yet.
Listen to me.
Back in the day, when a man treated us like shit,
all we could do was knee him in the nuts.
Now you got the means,
do not feel bad taking back what's yours.
What's going on?
She's gonna fuck up the assholes who stole her territory.
Fuck yeah, Godmother!
Clean the house at some point, okay?
Aye, aye, captain.
Good luck.
Hello.
We're here.
Get going.
Who are these people?
Must be the family that owns the house.
Rigo. Chucho. Dario's en route. You should go.
Where they going?
Nowhere. Go get settled.
That him?
Party's on.
No one comes out alive.
You see what Castro's doing?
Already enough Cubans in this town.
They're like fucking roaches.
You want a beer, Dad?
Yes.
Let's go.
Mom.
Ozzy, you scared me.
Think I found the alligator.
- Should you be looking for it? - I'd like to watch it eat something.
How long are we staying here?
We should be home in a couple of days, okay?
It's done.
Hey. It's over.
Shit is over.
You did good, my love.
Fucking satellite.
Is it her?
Griselda? The one you told me about?
Yes.
Fuck, Papo.
She's a fucking headache.
She's a badass.
You didn't have to come all this way.
Come on, Griselda.
You wanted me to come all this way.
They took everything from me, Rafa.
And I want it back.
I get it.
Can't say I like your method, though.
I tried talking.
Not what I meant.
You think blowing up someone's house, you're gonna kill them.
Most of the time, you're right.
Problem is, sometimes, your man's in the wrong spot.
And when a wall caves in, instead of crushing him, it protects him.
That's right.
Papo's still alive.
And as far as I'm concerned, he's still in charge of the city.
So I'm not here to give you shit.
Whose body were they talking about?
That's the best part.
It was Papo's father.
Christ, Griselda.
You blew the shit out of the old man.
That's why I came all this way.
I wouldn't miss for the world
seeing that look on your fucking face right now.
This is a moment to savor.
Papo's smarter than I thought.
His man pulled him out before cops arrived.
And he let you think that you got him.
I'm impressed by Papo. Clever, Papo.
And here you are, arranging flowers.
Letting your guard down, I imagine.
But don't worry. Relax.
Nothing's going to happen to you here. You got this place locked down.
Papo won't come all the way here looking for you.
He's not an idiot. Don't be stupid.
But you know what I would do?
I'd check your other shit right now.
And then I would get the fuck out of the city.
Because if Papo doesn't kill you...
Listen carefully.
I might have to take you out myself.
Both of you.
Rigo and Isa are at the other house.
Hello, Griselda.
Thought you were in jail.
They took down Amilcar, but I got away, left town.
I'm glad you gave those assholes what they deserve.
Where are you?
California.
Safer for me here.
So what, Rivi?
You just called me to tell me you liked what I did?
I go out in the heat every day here
and take this stuff the Indians eat, peyote.
And I sit and think in this vast desert.
But my mind...
keeps coming back to you, Griselda.
Me?
I'm not sure why.
I think it's because you're the unknown.
This isn't about Papo or Panesso.
It's about that sky holding you down
every day of your life.
I told you I can help.
When you're ready, call me.
Miguelito's here.
We're here.
This is my aunt, Rigo's mother.
I need to speak to Ms. Blanco.
Please.
I came here from Cuba years ago.
But my son was in prison for something he did very young.
I waited and waited until Castro let him come.
And now
I'll never see him again.
I have sons.
I can't imagine.
Rigo said you're a mother to three boys, but also to all who work for you.
He said people call you the Godmother.
So perhaps you know the answer.
Tell me.
They cut off my boy's head.
Do you think he can still go to heaven?
Yes, of course.
Your son Rigo died because of me.
You don't know how sorry I am.
There's no one we can trust here.
The police, the people in charge, they're no different than those in Cuba.
So many of these boys came here,
but have nothing.
Nothing to do.
Nothing to believe in.
You gave him that.
If Rigo's brothers ever make it here,
I hope they can work for you too.
Thank you.
Esmerelda, wait.
What if I can fix it for you?
Make these men pay for what they did
and give you the money to bring your other sons here.
You would do that?
For you, anything.
Hello.
Rivi, I need you to find me Papo's sicario.
Why don't you let me do this?
They have to know I did it myself.
Come on.
In there.
Fuck you, bitch!
Shut the fuck up!
Hit him once. I can finish.
Motherfucker, you're getting what my friend got.
And what my cousin got.
Please don't kill me.
Don't kill me. I beg you. Please.
Let me go, please.
Please...
Griselda?
Thank you.
It's over. He's dead.
Come on. We have to go.
Sir.
Did you see something?
There were three, but I didn't see their faces.
I only know that one of them was a woman.
There were more,
but this was all that would fit in the trucks.
I got this for you.
For them, you may want to wear it.
Thank you all for coming.
I'm Griselda Blanco.
We both have the same problem.
Every room I walk into, I'm just a woman.
Every room you walk into, you're just a Marielito.
When people look at you,
they only see your tattoos and that you don't speak English.
They think, "How can I use them?"
"How can I abuse them?"
The only way to get what we want
is by taking it.
And to do that, we need strength.
Strength in numbers and strength here.
I don't have to tell you what I'll do for your families.
You've seen it.
I don't have to tell you I'll fight for you, you've seen it.
What you need to know is, if you work for me,
you'll have a purpose,
and you'll have respect.
When we're done with this shit,
you won't be washing their fucking dishes.
You'll be sitting at their table, eating their lobster,
driving their Caddies,
and swimming in their fucking pools.
So who wants a piece of that?
Let's go, my friends. Let's go.
Let's go.
Your yard looks like a Cuban prison.
That's her new army.
I assume this has something to do with why you want me to move in.
I'm going to attack the Ochoa drops.
You're going to war with the Ochoas.
Not just them.
Papo and his dealers too.
Starting tomorrow, I'm going to hit them all.
Fuck up their operation.
The Ochoas have all that coke in the Bahamas,
and will have nowhere to sell it.
They'll give me what I want.
Your territory?
What's ours. We all worked for it.
- You didn't see what I saw. No, listen. - But--
You didn't see what I saw.
Those assholes aren't going to stop, and you know it.
With the Marielitos here, we're good. We don't have to run away.
It's the only way, Arturo.
Well, it's not like I can go against the Godmother.
They're wondering how you always know where to send us, always a step ahead.
Miguelito, I have a source. But don't tell them that.
I already told them you have help from upstairs.
To the Godmother! The Compassionate!
Drink and get some rest.
Tomorrow we'll hit those motherfuckers again!
Word is you can't even find an eight-ball on the street.
This should bring Rafa to the table.
Godmother!
Look.
I think she's starting to like this shit.
And that's intoxicating, my friend.
I know what she did to win them over.
I hope I'm never like her.
You won't be.
You're not her.
You come from a different place.
I know there's a lot she doesn't tell me.
She's just protecting you.
You think I don't know that?
Dario, shut up, man.
I'll be right back.
Mom?
You okay?
Just nerves. Go back to the movie.
Nerves.
That's not true.
I let you lie because I think it helps you.
And I'm not sure it does.
I do know it's starting to piss me off.
I'm pregnant, Uber. That's why I keep throwing up.
Dario doesn't know.
I remember the day I realized my mother was full of shit.
But the difference between her and I is she lied to help herself.
Everything was all about her.
I need you to know that everything I do,
I do for you boys.
For the family.
I want this to stay between us.
So the woman cop's after the woman narco?
Answer the question, Monkey.
I don't know shit.
Okay. Thanks for nothing.
What's the problem?
She hit more of our drops.
She's acting crazy.
Thinking about asking your cousin
to send in the heavy hitters on this bitch.
You're gonna call the Ochoa army?
"Die, all of you motherfuckers."
'Course, then,
you'll have to admit to my family
that your Miami soldiers got fucked by a woman.
Rafa, I'm glad you called. How's business?
What'd you do with my coke, Griselda?
Don't worry. It's all here.
Okay. This is what we'll do.
You're going to stop this bullshit,
give me back the coke, and I'll give you back your territory.
And Papo?
Papo wants this over too,
so he can go to Medellín, bury his dad,
start making money again, what's wrong with that?
As it should be.
Good. All I need is your word that when he gets back,
you two sit down and shake hands.
I don't want any more bullshit in Miami.
I told him he'd have my answer in the morning.
What the fuck is there to think about?
She doesn't want to stop.
You already got him to concede, which is unbelievable.
Take the victory. What do you have to think about?
Give us a second.
Was thinking I could fix this place up a bit.
Grow something in this place, as long as we're stuck here.
What's wrong, Dario?
I thought this was just about getting your territory back.
It was.
Now I'm not sure.
Well, I think we should stop.
Uber told you I'm pregnant.
Question is, why didn't you?
I was worried the second you found out,
you'd just see me as something delicate you had to protect--
And that I wouldn't let you take any more risks.
I know who I'm with.
I know the type of woman you are.
I know you're a badass who doesn't quit, and I fucking love that about you.
I just worry this shit's gone to your head,
and you're not thinking straight.
Not thinking about what's coming.
Why? Because I'm pregnant?
Because you have an army of crazy Cubans who'll do whatever you ask.
This is ours.
It's yours and mine. And it's beautiful.
And I think we just need to be more careful.
Take your territory.
It's more than enough.
How's the intel working?
Rafa gave me back my territory.
But it doesn't feel right.
No.
Your friend who died.
What would she say?
To keep fighting.
But?
But she didn't have kids. And I do.
Feels like the more I fight for them, the more I lose them.
And now I'm pregnant.
Bringing life into the world's a big responsibility.
So is taking it away.
When you're here,
you can see the big cycles of history, Griselda.
And you realize that time...
doesn't move in a straight line.
It's a continuous circle
that doesn't stop.
Very few can break the cycle.
What are you saying?
That I can't stop the Ochoas, and that it's stupid to try?
I'm saying you don't need advice from me.
You know your own truth.
We didn't do this for a mountain of coke.
We did it so those motherfuckers could feel how we feel!
Powerless! Scared!
We're not done until those bastards are on their knees,
begging us to stop!
For your cousin, Miguelito.
Yes, Godmother.
Sir.
This just came in.
Hello.
MAY WE MAKE GOLD TOGETHER
Sir.
For you.
Hello.
I took your advice. No dynamite.
This is fucking insane, Griselda.
No, it was necessary.
You got my gift? Read the inscription?
I don't understand. I gave you what you wanted.
Listen, asshole. You gave me what was already mine.
I've let every dealer in the city know
what happened to Papo will happen to them if they don't do what I say.
I want the city, Rafa. All of it.
So I suggest you go back to Fabio Ochoa
and tell him the cartel doesn't sell an ounce of coke in Miami
unless it's through me.
Dixon said you wanted to talk.
You always used to keep our secrets, Uber.
I thought he should know.
I understand.
But next time, speak to me first.
Things are going back to how they were before.
Better than before.
I told you it'd all work out.
Right.
You always get your way.
Our new family's going to have everything it could ever need.
Don't get too cocky, darling.
He's upstairs.
Please come in.
Pleasure to meet you, Griselda Blanco.
You must be Arturo.
I'm Fabio Ochoa.
The pleasure is all mine, Fabio.
Please, sit.
We've all been impressed by what you've done here.
No easy task to tame these American shithole cities.
So many egos, so many guns, and you...
A woman.
That's what you were going to say, Fabio?
But here you are.
Here I am.
Rafa told me you want to be in charge.
Yes. That is exactly what I want.
So that's what will happen.
Our Miami operation, our product, will all run through you.
You know, I've been impressed not just by how industrious and clever you are,
but also how ruthless.
In this case, it was necessary.
Yes.
Sometimes it is.
Of course, you must pay for fucking with us.
So it doesn't happen again. Understood?
Now, let's get down to business.