Where is Joaquín Murrieta?
Where…
Is…
Joaquín Murrieta?
You're going to get us all killed.
Adela Cheng will be tried and hanged
for her crimes in San Diego, California.
EPISODE 3 CAGE
Forgive me.
I have a friend who may be able to help.
They must be following us.
-Where's Mom? -She's coming, don't worry.
If someone finds you, do what I showed you. Okay?
Don't come out until it's quiet.
Dad?
Mom?
Wake up! Wake up, quickly!
I think I do remember your brother.
He's the prick who begged for his life
and then squealed like a pig while he choked on his own blood.
Cowardice runs in your family.
They're about a league away.
Seven of them, and they're armed to the teeth.
Fuck your, "A couple more hands."
To get her out alive,
we need good terrain, and attack them under the midday sun.
Yeah.
By the canyon outside San Diego?
Yes. We'll strike them from high ground.
We need a horse.
At this speed, the Rangers will catch up to us.
How did a Mexican end up working for these bastards?
I'm sure they have you clean up their shit.
Do you know how it was here under Mexican rule?
Utter misery.
Now there's law and order.
People are free to dream.
Only their people.
Look at them, asshole.
Do you look like them?
Are you treated as an equal?
Do you get paid the same?
I've accepted that, in Mexico, I'll never be treated as a Mexican,
but at least I'm better than a soldier like you.
You think killing people makes you better?
I've seen the two oceans,
ridden from North to South,
I'm the Chinese girl who stole back what a horde of crooks stole from Mexico.
That's why I'll be hanged in San Diego.
-People will remember me. -No one will remember you.
They'll remember Murrieta, but you're nothing but his shadow.
I don't care if no one remembers me.
At least I had a family. Even if you stole from me,
I still had it.
I was there to bury his body under a cross.
But you…
You'll be eaten by the vultures.
We don't want trouble.
-Mexican? -Californian.
-You? -I'm not from here.
Relax. There's enough water for everyone.
To them, we're all beasts.
Only fit for the whip.
The man who did this will pay.
For them to pay...
You have to collect, my friend.
How'd you learn to wield knives like that?
I need to pee.
So?
The cage is already full of piss and shit.
Let me do it outside.
That's far enough.
I can't do it with my hands tied.
There.
Does the precipice make you nervous?
I'm not worried about myself.
I'm worried for the beast.
The rye flower grows around these parts.
It might help.
If not, we can use it for seasoning.
Stay calm.
Come on.
On top of being a killer, you're a sorcerer.
Nothing like your mother, who birthed a gorilla.
This won't help him anymore.
He's old and tired.
We'll have a similar fate.
Or worse.
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RARÁMURI TERRITORY
-Chepe. -My friend.
Why's the Apache woman here?
My family...
Like many of yours, was evicted and killed by the gringos.
I no longer have corn.
I have no cattle, no land.
And I want the blood of those who took everything from me.
But I need your help.
I need men and weapons to go to Villa Morena,
and avenge my family.
We have very few men. Our rifles are even fewer.
But you, my friend, have always come to my aid.
So, I'll stand next to you in battle.
Put this on.
At least you can defend yourself.
You want some?
Go ahead, you'll like it.
So distrustful.
Hey!
Untie us!
Don't play dumb. I know you can hear me.
I'll kill all of you bastards!
It's no use yelling.
They were north of the ravine. Both armed.
We brought them here for you to decide their punishment.
If you knew who I am,
you'd know what happens if you fuck with me.
-Who are you? -This man is Joaquín Murrieta.
-The outlaw? -In the flesh.
You're with Adela Cheng, right?
You two killed some Rangers south of the border.
Did you know that Harry Love is looking for you?
You and the chink.
They already have her. They're headed to San Diego.
They're going to hang her.
We were going around to ambush the Rangers.
That's why we came through here.
If you keep us, you'll be responsible for Adela's death.
Either let us go or kill us,
because if I get out of here, I'll kill all of you, motherfuckers.
Then, I'll feed your blood to the foxes, the true owners of these cliffs.
You hear me, fucker?
Joaquín Murrieta.
If Murrieta's telling the truth,
our enemy's headed to San Diego.
We can use Murrieta and the priest.
The three of us can't take on a bunch of Rangers.
Getting cold feet, fuckers?
I will avenge my family and attack Adela's captors.
They'll release you, but only if you help us.
Would you look at these bastards?
My deal is, you release us and I let you live. How's that?
Think about it.
There's only two of you.
There's more of them, with better weapons.
-I don't-- -For fuck's sake, Joaquín!
The five of us, maybe, can rescue Adela.
You can kill whoever you want.
All right, then.
But know that if anything happens to Adela,
I'll kill you all for holding me up here.
Thank you, chief. May God reward you.
Father Christopher Kelly. Nice to meet you.
If we don't leave now, we won't catch up to them.
Your brother was shot in the stomach.
He would've been in agony for two whole days.
Can you imagine feeling the vultures eat you alive?
Pulling your insides out?
I gave him the gift of a quick death.
SAN DIEGO CANYON
Love is nowhere to be seen.
What about Adela?
She's in the cage, in the wagon.
Translated by Daniela Costa
Creative Supervisor Rodrigo Toscano