Charlotte Millwright walks into a circus tent where trapeze artists are rehearsing over the empty seats. Well, not quite empty; two of them are occupied by Fausto Galvan and his stooge, who are laughing, mocking, and throwing things at the aerialists (who fortunately appear to be out of range). Probably just as well that they're not here for an actual performance if this is how they're going to behave. Charlotte boldly walks up and sits down next to Galvan, holding the scorpion-marked package that Ray commandeered from Graciela Rivera's basement at Graciela's end of the tunnel. "I wanted to give this back to you," she says. Ruiz could have warned her how much Galvan likes it when people return things to him. Charlotte says she stole it, and Galvan turns to his stooge and asks in Spanish, "Is she serious?" The stooge sheepishly responds, "I thought your cousin El Chino took it." Galvan disgustedly says what the subtitles claim is simply "You are the worst accountant I've ever had," but I haven't been watching this show all summer without learning the Spanish word for "asshole" and I definitely just heard it.
Charlotte tells Galvan she's in the market for a new partner, but he is not. "I don't have partners. I have employees," are probably the first English words we've heard him speak. Charlotte tells him, "And I have a tunnel. You hauled a corpse through it once. For free." He dares her to send him the bill, but she graciously says it's on the house. And also that he needs someone like her. "I'm white, I'm a citizen, and I blend in over there. You don't." "So you'd be my man in El Paso?" he asks, not quite mockingly. "For fifteen percent," she agrees. His laughter (and that of his stooge) at that is openly mocking, and then he tells her she's too skinny and needs a steak, much as Graciela did way back when Lyle Lovett was still on the show. Ah, Lyle Lovett. "We'll go to dinner," Galvan says. Like Ray did when Graciela ordered him to service her, Charlotte asks if this means they have a deal. Galvan leans in and says they'll start with five kilos per week. "We meet, I pay you, entices [then] we get to know each other." Charlotte turns to face him and says she can do that. "I'm a nice guy, you know," he says unconvincingly. "Okay," Charlotte says uncertainly. With one hand, Galvan pushes up her skirt and clamps hard onto her upper thigh, telling her, "Last man I killed, I was nice enough to cut his dick, balls, and lips off and send to his wife. They won't have to get lonely." But like he says, he doesn't enjoy it.