EZ and the MC fight fire with fire, careful to not be burned in the process.
Temple Meetings 
Coco: ...it's the mother and brother of Leti's friend. Coyotes brought them over 2 days ago. Bait and switch, want more money.
Bishop: It's a fucked up game. But why is it on our table?
Coco: Coyotes were a Mexican MC. Vatos Malditos.
Bishop: They run TJ. What the fuck they doing in our backyard?
Coco: Apparently, anything they want.
Angel: Great. So these motherfuckers just strolled over the border, no calls, no respect.
Coco: Leti was there at the exchange. Told them her Pops was a Mayan. These bitches laughed.
Bishop: Where was the exchange?
Tranq: Means they got stash houses nearby.
Creeper : Probably more than one.
(cutaway in scene, comes back shortly)
Bishop: We fucked up. We been so busy keeping Galindo's plan on track, serving that master, we've forgotten who we are. So has everyone else.
Taza: Vatos are like fucking hyenas. Recruit deep, barely prospect, run the pack up and down the border looking for a stray calf. No pride. No respect. Just numbers and money. All this shit going down with immigration, lot of stray calves. A long time ago, Mexico, I patched to VM. I was young and dumb. And they were dumber. Started with petty stuff: boosting cars, some drugs, then El Palo became the shot caller. Took a turn. Got dark.
Tranq: Human trafficking-dark?
Taza: (nods, grunts) I got out. Came north.
Bishop: Call Dogwood. Turn that fucking hood upside down.
Angel: On it.
Coco: I got the address of their exchange. We'll start there.
Bishop: This club does nothing else, until we clean this shit up. (hits gavel)