What was that about with Rivi?
It's a Rivi thing.
Griselda.
I hear CENTAC was in D.C.
I heard the same.
What can I do for you, Rafa?
Someone I want you to meet.
Griselda.
John is a heavy hitter.
Fabio likes him.
He also likes the money I make him.
But if you want to call and tell him
I hurt your guy's vagina, be my guest.
Let's go.
Do you have to embarrass Rafa and his friend like that?
I'd like to put a bullet in his head for Arturo.
Bro, they know.
Chucho, my brother's a buzzkill. Know that word? "Buzzkill."
Buzzkill? You're the buzzkill.
Hey, fix that.
It's fine.
My boys!
Mom.
How'd it go today?
Well...
250 owed on last week's shipment.
250 collected.
My princes.
My success is yours. They mess with you, they mess with me.
One day, everyone will know the Blanco name.
Let's get a drink.
Griselda.
It's Carter.
He wants to talk about his cut.
Fucking genius.
This isn't over.
We have to get to the bottom of this.
What's that?
CENTAC was in D.C.
They had intel that was gonna be used against us.
But who gave them that intel?
So you think there's a leak?
We know there is.
Question is who.
This is some of the people on our payroll.
Some have past issues with law enforcement.
Others who've bought from rival suppliers.
And others who've said something against Griselda.
Is that so?
We clean house, make sure we're sealed up.
And then Griselda...
will be walking on clouds.
Estela.
Here I am.
How are we doing with Dario's birthday party?
Good.
I've got the guest list right here.
Just get a lot of whiskey.
Of course.
What I want to know is, when's the party?
Two weeks from now.
See you later. Excuse me.
I want this done before the party.
Wait, that's a lot of people.
I spent too many years looking over my shoulder, Dario.
I've always been burned by these assholes. That's not happening ever again.
This way, we can enjoy your birthday party in peace.
Thank you for coming to celebrate my husband.
The father of our beautiful son, Michael Corleone.
Stepfather to my Uber, Ozzy, and Dixon.
But now to why we're here.
When we got married,
I told Dario he was no longer my bodyguard
because he was now my husband.
Of course, being Dario, he didn't like that much.
I told him he was just trading the metal in his pocket
for gold in his wallet.
Yes, he loves his speedboat, his Caddie.
But I think he still misses being my tough guy.
So I thought I'd give him the best of both worlds.
Holy shit.
For my golden gun.
Of course, I got you all presents too.
Have an appetizer. There's more than plenty.
Happy birthday, my love.
Thank you. You shouldn't have.
Let's dance.
The Godmother.
This isn't so bad.
Never dreamed I'd get this far.
Griselda.
We have a problem.
How's it possible?
We eliminated anyone who could talk.
How the fuck did they find a stash house all the way in Fort Lauderdale?
We haven't found the informant.
Or maybe they had other intel.
They're just trying to get in your head.
I'll do some digging, talk to our police contacts,
see what I can find.
Come dance with me.
Let's go.
I'll see you down there.
Hold on.
What's up?
How's the party? Everyone's having fun?
Rafa and I already fucked in the bathroom.
Look, no panty party.
Dario may like your wet pussy more than a gold gun.
Marta, tell me something.
You remember John talking to your cousin Fabio lately?
Have they ever met or talked in private?
What are you afraid of?
No one's gonna touch you now.
I just want to be sure.
Come to think of it, John and Fabio did meet last week.
But...
It was nothing.
Look, you want to relax? I brought something for you. Yes or no?
Here. Take it.
It's crack.
That shit fucks me harder than Rafa ever can. That's it.
Fuck. I'm leaking and no panties.
Griselda.
John and Fabio met.
What if that asshole's been tipping the cops to fuck me over?
Roberts is a dick, but he's not gonna risk coming at you.
And Marta is crazy, likes to play games.
Rafa shot Arturo right in front of me.
He's always wanted to take me out of the business.
If you kill one, you'd have to do all three.
Who fucking said anything about killing?
We need to take this seriously.
I didn't hear her say anything about killing anyone.
Don't put fucking words in her mouth.
Shut the fuck up!
What the fuck's going on?
Eat shit, motherfucker!
You said if someone comes at us, they're coming at you.
- Not sure this is what she meant. - Shut up!
Don't you think you've used enough tonight?
You are not my dad.
What the fuck did I tell you about using?
Are you serious?
You literally served coke as an appetizer.
I can't deal with this bullshit right now!
Let's go!
Estela.
Bring the cake out now!
Thank you all so much for coming.
I'm so happy that you're here.
But now it's time to dance, right? Music!
Hey.
Can we talk?
Want your other present?
No.
What is it?
Look a little closer at your life.
Rivi's putting fucking ideas in your head every day.
And you know it.
You use too much, my love.
You're killing people for nothing.
Know what I'd rather have as a birthday present?
Take our boys and leave this place, away from all these people.
I'm finally on top, and you want us to leave?
Better to get out on top.
You're always questioning me.
Why do you think I do it?
I'm protecting you.
Could it be you're the informant?
Go fuck yourself.
Mrs. Blanco.
Dario can't have all the fun.
I have a little surprise for you.
This is what a queen deserves.
Cutie. Does this look okay?
Don't mess up my hair.
Like nothing happened.
The fuck's her problem?
She just worries.
What's she worrying about, the fucking pipe?
Is she spying on you?
Mind your own business.
Bitch.
Go get a drink. I'll find you, okay?
Tell Chucho to keep an eye on Carmen.
Something's up with her.
Chucho didn't come tonight. Stayed home with his kid.
He's not here?
Your house is in order, Griselda.
But how'd they find the stash house?
Had some old intel.
So I'm absolutely certain we're good.
Don't worry.
You know you're... safe.
- I'm safe. - Yes.
Relax.
Enjoy the party.
Mom?
Can I talk to you?
Come in.
This party, it's too much.
I saw Michael Corleone using a coke straw to drink chocolate milk.
It's all in good fun, Uber.
And Dixon?
He's freaking out. Took off with his girlfriend.
Let him blow off some steam
instead of kicking the shit out of my guests.
I wonder...
where he learned to do that.
Listen to me, you ungrateful little shit.
Everything I do, I do for you and your brothers.
Dixon was behaving like an asshole, and now you are too.
Fine.
Godmother.
Dario.
Fireworks are about to start. Don't want you to miss it.
What's up?
You okay?
Dario...
What the fuck is this?
What the fuck is what? We're talking.
Talking?
Talking is not what this bitch does.
Griselda.
- Go fuck yourself. - What the fuck did you just say to me?!
Let go of me!
Move!
Fuck!
Griselda.
Give me that gun.
You motherfucker.
I was worried about some stranger stabbing me in the back
and look what you do.
We weren't doing anything. We were just talking.
What the fuck do you have to tell that bitch?
Were you complaining about how I castrate you?
- How I don't let you kill for me anymore? - Griselda, stop.
How I don't listen to you and only listen to Rivi? Poor little Dario.
You want to know what we were talking about? Do you?
How you're a terrible fucking mother.
That's what I was talking about.
You ruined your boys and I'm not gonna let that happen to Michael.
I'm fed up. You're fucking crazy.
Bad mother.
Let's talk inside.
Lousy wife.
Calm down.
What are you doing?
What the fuck are you doing?
You're lucky it wasn't you.
You want to shoot me? You want to kill me?
Go ahead and shoot me in the back. That way you won't see my fucking face.
Die! Die, you fucking bitch!
Let go of her!
Fucking bitch! Fucking let go of me!
Calm down!
What the fuck was that?
You've had enough, don't you think?
Look at me, Griselda.
Carmen is not the informant.
It's all in your mind.
How's the party?
The party?
The party went to shit after you forced the guests to fuck at gunpoint.
What did you think was going to happen?
What was all that?
You need to trust me.
Instead, you do what? Embarrass me in front of all those people.
You did it to yourself, Dario.
Soon as we found out about Michael,
you went soft.
You wanted me to stop.
To just keep my territory.
I knew if I wanted to win, I needed someone like Rivi.
"Soft."
I just wanted to be a father for Michael.
Now I don't even know why I did all of this.
Why I killed those people.
Why I hurt you.
For what?
For a giant fucking walk-in closet?
We're both rotting in here.
In this beautiful house, with that fucking huge closet.
And we're rotting, my love.
I love you.
Forget all that other stuff.
Forget the informant. Forget all you had to do to get here.
Let's take all that money and leave with our kids. Let's start from scratch.
You have to stop all of this now.
Griselda, I get that the world fucked you for so long.
But not me.
Never me.
I don't trust you anymore.
Now go.
Fuck everyone.
- Chucho. - Dixon, what's going on?
- What did you do? - Tell him to leave, Chucho.
You brought the cops?
This asshole pinched my girl's ass, and I lost my temper.
Take the gun and hide me. Say you did it.
No! Please, Chucho, don't. These people are killing you.
It's better you go back to your house.
- No. - I have a kid here. Calm down.
- No. - Go back to your house.
This is your job. You have to help me.
These people are killing you. Tell him to leave, Chucho.
Chucho, what the fuck?
Dixon!
Fuck!
Mom.
Dixon, what happened?
I went to Chucho for help, and he hit me.
He did that to you?
Fucker was also gonna give me up to the cops.
You've got to teach him a lesson.
Get some rest.
I want you to kill Chucho.
He's the informant.
He wasn't here all night.
No doubt he's talking to that CENTAC bitch.
She approached Carmen. Probably just had more luck with Chucho.
We don't know that.
What I know is I'm having to do your job for you.
All due respect, Griselda,
my job has always been to help make you the most powerful person in Miami.
If you kill one of your own on a theory,
that's not power.
That's fear.
Fear?
He hit my son.
You know, Dario was right.
You think you can control me.
That I only listen to what you have to say.
I'm protecting you.
If one more man tells me he's protecting me,
I'm going to cut his balls off!
Tonight's taught me there aren't many people I can trust.
And you. Have you warned me about any of them? No!
That makes me not trust you.
I would never betray you, Griselda. You know that.
Stop telling me what I know!
That's exactly what makes me think you'd betray me.
Okay.
I'll do it.
Fuck!
Did you do it?
I missed him, Griselda.
So he's alive?
Thank God.
If you still doubt my loyalty,
I can make my own living.
That won't be necessary, Rivi.
Thank you.
Good morning.
- Miami police said... - I said good morning.
- What is it? - ...as we are only hours removed
What happened?
Someone killed Chucho's son, Mom.