[speaking Spanish]
There are only three of us left,
you, me and Kevin.
Oh, I'm not letting this go till I'm in Houston
and we are a hundred miles apart.
I may be gone a few days.
Are you going to find Daddy?
I'm going to bring him home.
- [gunshot] - [Sonja] Who was that?
Kevin.
He's been shot in the back. [grunts]
If it's just the two of us left alive, then who did this?
Amy was right. There's been someone here.
What's happening?
All right. I'll be there.
[Emilio] Señora.
Relax.
We need to get that fire started, Zack.
We can't risk the helicopter missing us.
Just get back here, Sonja. I need to see you.
[grunts]
What did you stand to gain by killing us?
[grunts, groans]
[chilled Latin rap music]
[speaking Spanish]
[man rapping in Spanish]
[indistinct announcement in Spanish on PA]
[music fades]
♪ Sweet dreams are made of this ♪
♪ Who am I to disagree? ♪
♪ I travel the world and the seven seas ♪
♪ Everybody's looking for something ♪
♪ Some of them want to use you ♪
♪ Some of them want to get used by you ♪
♪ Some of them want to abuse you ♪
♪ Some of them want to be abused ♪
♪ Oooh-oooh! Hey! ♪
♪ Everybody's looking for something ♪
[helicopter blades whirring]
[dramatic music]
[soldier] Señor!
[soldiers coughing and spluttering]
[flies buzzing]
[soldiers coughing]
[tense music]
Ms Sundiata. I hope you slept well.
Not particularly, Chief Inspector.
Do you have any news for me?
There's a plane back to Houston, leaving in one hour.
What?
If my Comisario had his way, you'd be on it.
Right now we have a policy of non-cooperation with the DEA.
Your passport. Since it is your husband who is involved,
I've persuaded my superiors to make an exception.
You also have clearance
to visit the Los Trios military compound.
These are your credentials.
Thank you.
It's a journey of 200 miles.
I can offer you a police driver if you wish.
No. I-I've rented a car. I'll go on my own. Thank you.
But I'm afraid I have bad news.
You found him.
We found the plane, Aero Alux Flight CBZ 517
from Guatemala City. No survivors.
But you haven't identified Zack.
I'm sorry. I wish I could help you.
I have not spoken personally to Los Trios.
But you said they all died in the crash.
It's not as simple as that. There are nine bodies.
As yet none of them have been identified,
but it appears that they died after the plane came down.
- How is that possible? - Again, we don't know.
We only have early reports, but nothing makes any sense.
- So, how did they all die? - We're sending a pathologist.
The Senior Medical Examiner
from Fundación Monterrey de Salud.
You'll meet her there.
- [man] Un momento por favor. - Muy bien.
They send someone. A pathologist from Monterrey.
- When? - She leave now.
She?
[beacon beeping]
Señor.
[scoffs]
You... This is all you got?
- Si, señora. - I ordered an SUV.
You don't have anything else?
No, señora.
Your key.
Oh, God.
Right on time.
[soldiers speaking Spanish]
[soldier] Uno, dos, tres, cuatro,
cinco, seis, siete, ocho, nuev.
[door creaks and slams shut]
[speaking Spanish]
Vámonos.
Lopez?
Capitán.
[tense music]
[classical choral music plays on car stereo]
[Claire] Thanks a lot, lady.
[ominous music]
Hi. Do you speak English? Can you help me?
- You are lost? - Yes, very.
I'm looking for a military base called Los Trios.
Ah, Los Trios. I am going there.
It's maybe ten more kilometres on the road.
- Oh! Thank goodness! - What is your business there?
Oh. Me, I'm a journalist.
I'm covering the story on a plane that came down.
Yeah. Are you Dr Sofía Guijarro?
Yes, I am. How do you know?
I... I do not think they will allow you into Los Trios.
Erm... I think they will.
[gunshots]
[eerie music]
[water running]
[water stops]
[daunting music]
[soldier speaks Spanish]
- [distant rattling] - [men speaking Spanish]
OK.
Hey, Cora. I wasn't expecting you to bring company.
Well...
he didn't give me any choice.
It's good to see you.
You, too.
Oh. Oh, God. You stink.
Well, I'm... I'm dead.
Did you bring everything?
Yeah. Yeah, it's there.
Is Octavio here?
You worried about him?
No. Just... just wondering.
What are you doing?
You may not want to watch this part.
[squishing]
Señora.
Claire Sundiata. DEA.
You're Captain Vega?
Yes. You've driven here from Monterrey?
That's right.
I was not informed that the DEA was involved.
They gave me this.
Your husband was on the plane.
- Have you found him? - I'm sorry.
We do not know.
The bodies, after eight days in the jungle...
- I understand. - We have nine bodies
who are being examined now
by the medical officer from Monterrey.
I'd prefer not to wait. If--
I do not think she will be happy to be disturbed.
Captain, if my husband is not in your morgue,
he could still be in the jungle. Please, I need to know.
[groaning softly]
[bird cawing]
[caws]
[helicopter blades whirring]
[groans softly]
Hey!
Help me!
[sucks teeth] Ay.
[groaning softly]
Hey.
Ready?
Yes.
Let's make magic.
Blast off.
[groaning]
[coughs]
[coughing]
You and your husband work together?
That's how we met.
And it's good for you? It works?
It used to. Now I'm not so sure.
It is better to be together.
Because of work, I lost my wife.
How come?
When she left me, she told me
it would make no difference because I had never been there.
[explosion]
[alarm bell ringing]
[soldiers shouting in Spanish]
- [gunfire] - [groans]
- [groans]
[gunfire continues]
- Are you OK? - Yeah.
- Who was that? - I didn't see.
[Vega] Toma.
You didn't see who it was, the one who hit you?
No, they come from behind.
How... how did they get in?
They didn't get in. They were already there.
One of the bodies?
They were lying there, rotting in the jungle.
Nobody would have looked too closely.
You think my men wouldn't have noticed one of them breathing?
This is why they made the fire.
Impossible to identify.
They were together. Her and...
whoever, in the morgue.
- Did you see her? - No.
No, it happened too quickly. But I think I know who she was.
- [phone rings] - Excuse me.
[Lopez coughing]
Vega.
Gracias.
The helicopter.
They have found someone.
Who was it? Was it Zack?
Yes. But he's hurt.
They are taking him to hospital in Monterrey.
[pensive music]
Zack Ellis. Can you tell me where he is?
- I'll show you. - Oh, thank you.
[Claire softly] Oh.
Zack.
- [softly] Hey, Claire. - Hey.
- Hey, honey. - Hey.
- You're late again. - [laughs]
I've been so worried about you.
What have they done to you?
We took two bullets out of him. His shoulder.
He's been beaten. And he fell.
Luckily, trees broke his fall.
My God. Is there anywhere that doesn't hurt?
[Zack chuckles and sighs]
Let him sleep now. We will...
- OK. - ...talk tomorrow.
Oh.
[Zack groans]
Shh.
[gentle music]
[Malik] It's a miracle you're still alive, Zack.
Now, I'm gonna want to know everything that happened
from the moment that plane took off from Guatemala City.
But right now, we are trying to close in on Cora de Léon
and the man who called himself Kevin Anderson.
- That's a false name, right? - There is no Kevin Anderson.
Of course there's no Kevin Anderson.
[Frank] No doctor from Jacksonville, Florida. Nothing.
[Malik] Now, Cora runs the business end of Aero Alux,
but it looks like our man with no name
is the brains behind the operation,
working with the cartels or Miami Mafia.
Wait a minute. When you and Frank went to Aero Alux,
you didn't tell them you were DEA?
No. We told them we were from Federal Aviation.
Right. Well, they found out about me.
But they think I'm dead.
OK, so what's your point here, Zack?
My point is, they've got nothing to be afraid of.
They'll think they've got away with it.
- So? - So...
they would have gone back to Aero Alux.
Where else could they be? That's where we'll find them.
- We? - Yeah, I'm going with you.
Zack, you've been shot. You can barely walk.
Come on. The bullets are out.
I've been given a dozen shots. I'm OK.
[groans]
OK. I'm not OK.
I feel like shit, head to toe, and I mean "toe."
But I'm not lying in bed while you guys finish it.
[tense music]
- We talk now, if you don't mind. - [Frank] Yeah.
So, what was it all about, Zack?
Sure, a big pile of Mexican cocaine at $1,800 a kilogram,
but where is it?
- Is it still in the jungle? - And what's with all the deaths?
Exactly. The passengers, the pilot.
They all survived the crash. Why kill them afterwards?
That's what I asked myself.
Why kill a bunch of complete strangers one at a time?
But I've figured it out,
and I'm telling you now, you're not going to like it.
[Cora moans]
- [Kevin] Oh! Oh, my God! - [laughs]
[both sighing heavily]
Oh, my God!
I'm so glad you're back.
Yeah. Good to be back.
- [Cora sighs] - [chuckles]
- Yeah. - Mmm.
Would you like some breakfast?
- More like brunch. - Doesn't matter.
Can I make you one of my famous omelettes?
Mm-hmm.
Sure.
Mmm.
Hey.
I was worried about you.
- Were you? - Mm-hmm. Yeah.
Very much.
Hmm.
When you first radioed me...
Yes. Yeah, it's me. Who else?
...I couldn't believe it.
This was all Octavio's fault.
- It's not my fault! - [Zack] Nobody's blaming you.
You know that, right?
Did you really have to kill him?
I couldn't trust him.
I told you from the start he was no good.
Well, there was no one else.
You wanted a pilot with a rap sheet,
you don't get much choice.
Even less choice now.
[Zack] Put yourself in Kevin's shoes, all right?
You're a small-time drug dealer with a load of cocaine
worth two, maybe three million dollars. This is the big one.
Only your pilot loses control
and you crash-land in the Mexican rainforest.
[screaming]
So, what do you do?
- You kill the pilot. - Sure.
Octavio screwed up, so he had to go.
But there's a much bigger problem.
- The drugs. - Exactly.
At best, the Mexican military come along and you get rescued,
but the drugs will be left behind.
Or worse, they'll find them in the wreckage.
Either way, you're screwed.
It was killing me that our shipment was right there
on the plane and I can't go near it.
Yeah, then you find out there's DEA on board.
- God. - Zack Ellis.
Insurance investigator.
So full of shit.
- He knew about us. - No, no, no.
He didn't know anything. It was a fishing expedition.
By the time he figured out what was actually going on,
it was too late.
Now he's dead, and we've got nothing to worry about.
Kevin, are you sure?
He's dead. I'm dead.
The bodies are burned.
Nobody knows a damn thing.
He killed them, one at a time.
Octavio smothered.
Travis poisoned.
Carlos stabbed.
He was smart.
Divide and conquer.
That's what he did.
In the end, we were all afraid of each other,
and that's what turned us into easy targets.
- [thunder rumbles] - [Lisa screams]
Dan and Amy, a young couple,
they thought they'd be safe together.
But he took them both out.
He was enjoying himself, playing with us.
[Zack chuckles]
It was right at the end, though,
when there were just the three of us left.
Yeah, that's when he got real smart.
What did he do?
He swapped places with Dan.
Sonja had the gun, but Zack still suspected me.
I had to get ahead of them,
make them think I was out of the picture.
So I switched clothes with Dan
and dropped him in the cenote with a barracuda.
- Shut up. - Flesh eaters.
- They ate his face. - Please, not while I'm eating.
Oh, and then, to complete the illusion,
I had a bullet left from the rifle.
Threw it in the fire.
[gunshot]
We heard an explosion and we assumed Kevin had been shot.
After that, he doubled back to the top of the escarpment
and waited for us there.
He killed Sonja.
- Yeah. - You liked her.
I wish I could have saved her.
The clouds came down and there was zero visibility.
Somehow he got in between us and picked us off one by one.
[groans]
He put two bullets in you. You fell off a mountain.
What are you made of?
I don't know, Frank.
I guess I just decided it wasn't the right day for me to die.
So, what about the cocaine, Zack?
What happened to the drugs?
That was what this was all about.
That was why they all had to die.
Kevin turned them into mules, dead mules.
He hid the drugs inside the bodies
so the Mexican military could carry them out for him.
And when they were in the morgue?
He cut them out again.
He had arranged for his Aero Alux friends
to pick him up.
That is so gross.
Did you want me to leave almost $3 million in the bush?
You stitched drugs in the dead bodies
and then played dead until the military arrived?
That's about it.
And no one noticed?
You had a heartbeat. You were breathing.
Ah. See, I'd already figured that part out.
- What are those? - Beta blockers.
You got heart issues?
Big old Travis was taking beta blockers.
So I swallowed a handful of those
as the helicopter was landing and I was pretty much in a coma
until I arrived in Los Trios.
You could have killed yourself for real, Kevin.
Yeah. Guess I was born lucky.
What, you're not eating?
No, I've got things to do. Finish it up.
- I'll be right back. - Mm. OK.
This is Chief Inspector Revueltas.
He helped me get to Los Trios.
We're in your debt, Chief Inspector.
I think I am also in yours.
The airfield is just three miles from here.
So, what's the plan?
The plan is to arrest everyone who works there,
to take back the drugs,
and then to go after Palmolto Holdings in Miami.
Then let's do it.
Emilio, load this stuff on the plane
and get the hell out of here.
- And where I go? - I don't really give a shit.
And we never met, right?
Si, señor.
[door opens, closes]
Kevin.
I think there's something wrong.
I'm not... [gasps] I'm not feeling well.
Help me.
- [groans] - Might have been the omelette.
What did you do?
Oh!
What's in it?
Mushrooms.
Why?
Octavio recorded this just before the plane went down.
Last message to his girlfriend.
That's you, isn't it?
I mean, I call you Cora, but...
he used your full name--Cordelia.
Mi vida. My love.
Kevin. Oh, please.
What-- [gasps and whimpers]
You and Octavio.
You little bitch.
[whimpering]
Go to hell.
No. No! No.
[groaning]
[groaning continues]
[tense music]
[speaks Spanish]
Wait here.
[plane engine hums]
[Frank] Zack!
What are you doing?
Hey! Hey!
Zack. Stay here.
[grunting]
[Zack] I see you!
Hey! I see you!
Son of a... bitch.
Hey! I got you!
Zack! Zack!
It's too late.
It was Kevin.
I saw him.
I missed my chance.
Haven't you had enough of almost getting yourself killed?
I had to try, Claire.
I had to try.
[ominous music]
- [plane shudders] - [beeping]
[engine spluttering]
[beeping continues]
[engine spluttering]
[beeping continues]
[engine stops]
[wind blusters]
♪ Sweet dreams are made of this ♪
♪ Who am I to disagree? ♪
♪ I travel the world and the seven seas ♪
♪ Everybody's looking for something ♪
♪ Some of them want to use you ♪
♪ Some of them want to get used by you ♪
♪ Some of them want to abuse you ♪
♪ Some of them want to be abused ♪
♪ Oooh-oooh! Hey! ♪
♪ Oooh-oooh! ♪
♪ Oooh-oooh! A-ho! ♪
♪ Sweet dreams are made of this... ♪