Mayans M.C.
Wednesdays 10:00 PM on FXMayans M.C. Season 2 Quotes
Dita: May I tell you a secret? The reason my family won't leave me alone is that they're afraid I may try and hurt myself. The doctor in this building is a shrink — the fire.
Felipe: At the house.
Dita: I was home alone. I saw that beautiful, fierce blaze coming up over the hill. It was amazing. I felt like it was coming for me, Ignacio.
Felipe: Jesus Christ.
Dita: I had nothing left. I ignored the evacuations. I hid in the wine cellar when Miguel's men came looking for me. Couldn't really feel the heat. I must have been in shock by then. There was a firefighter, a young Mexican man, looked like he was about fifteen. He pulled me out of the flames.
Felipe: I'm sorry.
Dita: I'm not. I realize that the reason I was saved is because I still have things I need to do.
Felipe: I guess I'm one of those things, huh?
Dita: I never did a paternity or DNA test on Miguel. I didn't have to. I knew he was your son.
Felipe: Jesus, Dita. What? Does anyone else know?
Dita: No, of course not, and no one ever will. Sessions over. We'll do this again.
Felipe: Can't fucking wait.
Happy: The job came in through Packer.
Angel: San Bernadino?
Happy: Yeah, closest charter to the border.
EZ: It came from Mexico.
Happy: Yeah, that's all I know. Packer might have more details. He's anal about keeping records. But he won't have a name, don't work that way.
EZ: Tell us what happened.
Angel: Tell us.
Happy: I came in the back. Shop was closed, it was just your mom, your old man must have left a few minutes before.
EZ: To make deposits.
Happy: Your mom, she wasn't surprised.
Angel: What do you mean?
Happy: I've killed a lot of people. Some of them, you can feel the inevitability. They know its coming, your mom knew. I heard cars pulling up, I shot her in the neck and ran. After that, I hung out near the border, ready to hear if I should finish the job. Coming from Mexico, I figured it was one of the cartels. That night you chased me; I thought that's who you were, cleanup guy for the cartel. I got spooked. Didn't feel safe riding Nomad anymore. That's when I went to charming, patched into SAMCRO. If someone killed my mom, I'd put a bullet between his eyes.
EZ: You know why I asked Bishop to sponsor me?
Angel: I know. Fucking hurt.
EZ: I'm sorry.
Angel: Let's just focus on why we came up here in the first place.
EZ: What does that look like now?
Angel: Burying Medina day after tomorrow. SOA will represent. We'll know where they are, how long they'll be gone.
Angel: Me and the boy scout are gonna ride out from the cemetery. Still gotta handle that parole shit.
Bishop: Yeah.
Angel: Should be back in a day or two.
Bishop: Be safe.
Angel: I'm really glad you're working with him. You're a great fucking sponsor, Bish. Thank you.
My dearest Ignacio... Being away from you these last three days has been unbearable. The void between Jose and myself grows wider every moment. I can't wait to see your face again. You have given my heart a reason to beat again, my arms a reason to embrace, my lips a reason to kiss. And my sleep a reason to dream. You are my forever. Love, Dita.
Dita
Coco: You holding up boy scout?
EZ: I'm okay.
Coco: Bishops got a lot on his mind you know? May not had relayed this, and I'm not sure how many fences you got mended with big brother. We're gonna kill a cop today. Besides all that memory shit that might trigger you, it's a line. You cross it; there ain't no walking it back.
EZ: I'm aware of that.
Coco: Awareness lives in the head man. You got to feel it here. You gotta know the weight. Cause if you got any doubt EZ about any of this...
Angel: Hey, what's up?
EZ: Just talking about the shit we gotta do. Trusting that whatever happens is supposed to happen. Stay in that truth; always takes us to the next right place.
Angel: What the hell you been teaching him, man?
EZ: Remember Dad working in Del Monte?
Angel: Sort of. I remember the day Pops opened up the shop.
EZ: Me too. He was so happy.
Angel: I don't know if Felipe has ever been happy.
EZ: Growing up in Sonora, dirt fucking poor. Pop had a rough life before he got here.
Angel: Never known anything about that cause our old man don't tell us shit. Talks to that jar of ashes more than he does his own two fucking sons.
Biker: Pretty fucking tough with a gun.
Angel: Yeah, that's why I carry one!
Emily: I gave her an Ambien. She'll sleep. Maybe she'll tell us more in the morning.
Miguel: What the fuck was that today? Why go to that shop? See EZ's father?
Emily: I don't know. I've never mentioned anything. I mean, she knows we get our meat from there sometimes. She agreed to go to a shrink. Your Mom will get better, baby.
Dita: Our past doesn't just go away. We're all connected, Ignacio.
Felipe: Felipe.
Angel: Pops.
Felipe: Good to see you, son. Travel safe.
Angel: So, you, you just been living with this?
EZ: How the fuck was I supposed to tell you? This is the first time in eight months you've looked me in the eyes.
Angel: Yeah, I get that. Pops know anything about this?
EZ: No.
Angel: Why are you telling me now, man?
EZ: When everything unraveled with Potter, I know I betrayed you. I know staying here in the club, it kept that wound fresh. The life everyone thought I was supposed to have, the one I thought I fucked up, none of that was real. I'm not the golden boy, Angel. I stayed because I was afraid. You and Pop? You're the only thing I know in my life is real. And the club? I need to be a part of something.
Angel: You didn't answer my question.
EZ: I can't lose you, Angel.
Angel: This is the tie that binds. Most people would either put a bullet in his head or walked away from this, but this, bro, this is fucking nuts. You got arrest records, family history, timelines. Jesus Christ, you did a fucking psychological profile on him.
EZ: I had to do something. I have no proof other than what I know I saw. Couldn't take it to the cops. M.C.s relationship with SAMCRO, couldn't take it to Bishop.
Angel: And that look in your eye, brother? Its the same look you had nine years ago. Put you in this whole fucking mess.
EZ: I don't know how to do this.
Angel: You're not gonna let it go until you do. Til it's finished. And now neither will I.
