Caray, Caray!

In the Underworld:

Carlos delivers the maps of El Gringo's districts of operation, but El Ciego only has eyes for his calculator. Carlos finally gets his attention by mentioning the evidence tape, which sends El Ciego through the roof. Carlos spins out his story masterfully, finally revealing that he has lined up a full slate of accomplices to solve the problem, but he'll need money.  "Chivo! El Portafolio!"

El Ciego makes it very clear to Carlos that to find and deal with his fiancee's killer, he needs to be out of jail and off the police radar. Carlos demands the right to dispatch El Gringo himself. El C doubts he has the avocados for that kind of job, but finally says that if El Gringo is found alive, he'll invite Carlos to the party. (There seems to be a shift in the balance of power here, with Carlos acting increasingly deranged, at one point even grabbing El Ciego by the back of the neck and shouting directly into his face. Is Carlos learning from his patron?)

Casa de Gustavo:

Ric drops in on Gus, who asks him how he's doing. (Can we dispense with that question, please? He's mal, muy mal. We all see it, and we don't want to hear about it anymore.) Gus gives him a fatherly lecture about getting ahold of himself, and then tells him he has something to show him. He leads him upstairs and stops in front of a crime wall that would be the envy of any police station. The only way he was able to go on, he admits, is because he never stopped investigating. They agree to join forces, with Ric insisting that Carlos has something to do with all of it and Gus concentrating on the death of El Gato.

Alternate Nueva York:

Meester Bloompz invites Cristina to present her idea before the board, then humiliates her in front of everyone by asking if she spread her legs to get the sale. To their credit, they all look uncomfortable. Adding insult to injury, or the other way around, he keeps her after the meeting to spell out that things could go very well or very badly for her: it's her choice. She tosses her hair and says she's not that kind of girl and flounces off to HR. On the way, her frenemy reminds her that she's not a citizen and could lose both her job and her work visa, but our Cristina is undaunted. Is there any doubt she will end up in the capable hands of Super-Vicky?

Bufete Vega:

It looks like a workday, but actually it's just one of those talking-about-workdays.

Sofia and Vicky plan some sort of cheering-up event for Ricardo, which seems like a fools' errand if there ever was one. Sofia looks like she's wearing one of Nancy's dresses that got too small. (Ha ha! Just kidding. There's no such thing as a dress that's too small for Nancy.) They both agree that Javier is a bit of a cold fish but he's a great lawyer, which we know means he says "justicia" a lot. (He also shoots his cuffs dramatically in the courtroom, which earns him crucial extra style points.)

Manuel asks Lorena out to dinner, but she turns him down in spite of his handy conjugation of the verb "comer." It seems she has her eye on someone, but won't tell him who because it's a colleague. Ruh-roh. Manuel seeks counsel from Roberto, who bitterly tells him there are plenty of other fish in the sea and the only thing to do is take up with someone else until she comes to her senses. But where is he going to find another middle-schooler?

Elsewhere in the Underworld:

El Gringo tells his sidekick that they'll need to make some changes, because the zone they were working in is now too hot. (He said it; I didn't.) He phones up the elusive Michelle, who is in the middle of a big coke deal and blows him off until later. (Okay, I said that one.) She makes it very, very clear who's the boss. This is going to be a fun relationship.

Casa de Paula:

Paula is sobbing to the Weird Sisters that nothing means anything anymore without Ale. Her friends remind her that she has always been a fun girl, but she says she kept that up because of her daughter; now there's no point. Lourdes says she has to do it for her own sake now.

There's a knock on the door, and of course it's Karma Foreclosure Co., informing her that she has 5 days to vacate her house. Gilberto has not paid his debts, and it's being repossessed. Paula freaks but good -- apparently there is something to live for now, and it's the damn house. It reminds her of Ale! She's in every nook and cranny! It's all she has left of her! Her friends rather bizarrely insist that she's overreacting, but she announces she has no choice but the bring in the heavy artillery. She picks up the phone: "Jaime, I need you."

Around Town:

* Juan gives Fernanda a lecture about not trusting people, then goes to see Damian, who calls him "muchacho" and tells him his legal affairs are handled by Ibarra. Shoo!

* Nancy delivers the altered video and pressures Carlos for info about his mystery client, and he finally says he'll tell her later. All the duck lips in the world can't get her any farther.

* Neither Nancy's tame evidence cop nor her female hacker have names, so they're clearly at risk. I hope Carlos doesn't have to work his way up to Gringocide.

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