All language subtitles for The.One.in.Charge.S01E06.SPANISH.WEBRip.x264

-She's a coach.
-What does she coach?

-Yoga.
A vegan.

He's already bought his take-out
breakfast rolls and is going to Congress.

-Congressman?
-No, no. Chamber rep.

I don't think he works in Congress. He
looks more like a ministry office clerk.

I heard about the pool.

-You've probably been misinformed.
-On the roof terrace. It's not a bad idea.

-Hello?

Di Lella, how are you? Everything okay?

Sure, yes.

When would you like me to drop by?
Tomorrow?

Okay, fine. I'll be right over.
No problem. Bye, Renato.

-Hello, Eliseo. It took you some time.
-No, Renato. Ten minutes.

-I had to grab the tools.
-Just ten minutes?

-Yes.
-Felt like an eternity.

-Come in.
- Okay. Excuse me.

Such a nice place.

That noise, Eliseo. Can you hear it?

It's driving me mad. I feel
like kicking the shit out of someone.

Don't worry, Renato.
This rubber must be sealed,

but it looks like something is blocked.

-Dad.
-Eliseo is going to fix the toilet.

-Finally.
-Right now?

Yes, right now. Chiara, if you need it,
use the other bathroom.

Son of a bitch.
The kid turned out to be short-tempered.

Yeah, but she's a good girl.

Yeah, that she is.
Her boyfriend is a rugger,

a stupid kid, but well…
At least she likes men and is normal.

Eliseo, I asked the union boys to
come over tomorrow for a barbecue.

And I'd like to ask you to make
your famous chimichurri sauce.

-Tell me what's in it? It's delicious.
-No, no. I can't reveal the recipe,

it's a family secret.

If I give it to you,
my dad will rise from his grave,

beat the crap outta me
and die all over again.

You've got some nerve
to tell me no to something, huh?

Alright, all done.

-Yeah?
-Yes.

Okay, let's try it.
Go ahead, take a leak.

-Huh?
-Take a leak, Eliseo. Go on.

-No, I don't think it's right.
-What's not right?

Take a piss, Eliseo. Let's try it.
Take a piss.

You need me to open the
faucet for you?

-It was a joke, Eliseo.

How could you think
I'd ask you to piss in my bathroom?

Do you think I'm a fag or something?

You scared me there!

You should have seen your face.
You looked like a ghost.

No wonder, yes.
Should we try it?

-Okay.
-Okay.

There it is. Look, like a waterfall.
And it stops. Wait a second.

There it is. It doesn't leak,
it doesn't make any noise. Nothing.

THE BOSS

Take my picture, take my picture.

Come on.

Dance to this.

Chiara, what are you doing?
You can't be up here.

The terrace belongs to everyone.

Yes, it does, but according
to the Condominium Rules,

which is this building's bible,

you can't be here
raising hell at this time,

when everyone is taking a nap.
And you're smoking that… Cut the crap.

You wanna dance, Chiara?
Go dance at home. Get lost.

My old man is at home,
and you know my dad.

-He's totally not cool.
-You are lucky to have your dad.

Mine used to wake me up at three a. m.
and take me to work at the port

for 12 hours. When we came back home,

he used to give me tea, some hard bread,
and sent me off to bed.

So forgive me if I don't feel sorry

about the luxury life
your old man is giving you.

Come on, get outta here. Go. Bye.

Here.

Let's see.

So, now you're a policeman
when you're not fixing toilets?

I had you pegged for a girl
who respects her elders, Chiara.

I've known you since
you were in diapers.

It's for your own good.
Come on, get outta here.

-Come on, Chiara.
-Let's go.

-Let's go.
-Okay, we're leaving.

But because I want to,
not because the doorman wants me to.

Yeah, yeah, because you want to.
Go on, leave.

-What is it now?

-What are you doing, Chiara?
-Nothing, Eli.

I just wanted to apologize.

-Fine, all's good, but…
-Let me see it.

-Look.
Divine.

-I love it.
-What's going on? What did I do?

-Don't we look beautiful, Eli?
-Erase it, Chiara.

I'm dying to show it to Dad
and finally tell him

-that we're in love.

I'm gonna tell him you asked me
to come live up here.

With you, in your love nest.
At least until we get married.

-Can you imagine how happy he'll be?
-Erase that now, Chiara. Erase it.

I'm also gonna tell him
I'm dropping out of college

because you want me
to spend more time at home.

-Isn't the place awfully cute?
-It's beautiful.

-Yes. Very cozy.
-Will you erase that?

-Okay, I'm erasing it.
-Go ahead.

-But later.
-Huh?

-First you're gonna do me some favors.
-What kind of favors, Chiara?

-I'll think of something.
-Chiara…

-Chiara!
-Bye!

-Hello. You're all dressed up.
Hello!

-You look very nice. You have a date?

No, I'm going out with friends.

Very good. You need
to have some fun, go out more.

-That's very good.
-Yes! It's great.

Though you don't go out much either.

-At least, I haven't seen you going out.
-It's true, I don't go out much.

I used to, a lot,
and I liked it.

When I was married,
I used to go out a lot with my wife, yes.

-Ah! I didn't know you used to be married.
-Yes, a long time ago. Yes.

Ah. What happened?
You got a divorce or what?

-Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry.
-No, it's okay.

Unfortunately it's much sadder.
Her name was Clarita.

A fabulous girl, young, always happy.
One day she went shopping,

and there was a building
under construction.

They were installing an air conditioner
and one of the men…

-Oh, no!
-The external unit, the motor broke off.

It was at the seventh floor,

and it fell to the ground. It hit her on
the head and he just left her there.

-How horrible!
-It was terrible, yes. Three months

in a coma, in a vegetative state

until she started fading little by little.
The poor thing.

Until she… until she was gone.
It was very hard.

I didn't know that story.

It's horrifying.
And you were left all alone?

Well, yeah.
I closed that door. I don't know.

I think it must have been
out of respect for Clarita,

but I never had another relationship.

Wouldn't you like to try it again?

-Excuse me, that's my phone.
-Oh, yes.

-I have to take this. Sorry.
-Of course, please do.

-What is it, Chiara?
- Hey, Eli.

-You owe me.
-You're gonna continue with that?

-I need you to be my driver.
-What for? Call a cab.

No, no. I rather you take us.
Three girls alone with a stranger?

Get my dad's car.

I'm not touching your old man's car.
Call a cab and I'll pay for it.

- What do you think?

Should I show him the picture or…
should I send it to his phone?

Listen to me.
I'll play along with the driver bit,

but you're erasing that picture.

-Is that clear?
-Perfect!

You drive us and I'll delete the photo,
I promise.

-See you in the parking lot in ten.
-Okay.

I'm sorry.

-Oh, Doctor. How are you?
-What are you doing here at this time?

I came down to see the expiration date
on the fire extinguishers.

-Couldn't you do it in the morning?
-Yes, but…

I had doubts. I didn't know if they're
expiring now or at the end of the month.

And if I don't check the date, I won't be
able to sleep. I'm wired that way.

What are you doing here
at this time, Doctor?

-Oh, I'm going out to buy some condoms.
-Ah!

-No, I've never used a condom in my life.
-Well, how about that.

I'm going to the pharmacy.
Ulises has a cough and…

I'm gonna buy some cough syrup
or some other shit like that.

The poor thing is coughing like a dog.

Alright, I'll leave you to check

the expiration date
on the fire extinguishers

-so we all can get a good night sleep.
- Okay, Doctor.

Good night.
I hope Ulises gets better.

Chiara. Chiara!
Let's go, hurry up.

If your old man found out I'm here
you know what could happen, don't you?

Forget it.
Dad won't know a thing. He takes

three pills before going to bed
and sleeps until noon the next day.

Well, if he should wake up, I don't exist.
I'll take you to the place

you want to go,
and turn back home. Got it?

Fine, but hurry up.
My boyfriend is waiting for us.

What? I thought
it was gonna be a girls' night out.

A girls' night out. Such a great idea.
Let's go back home.

You can dance in the terrace
and I won't say a thing, I promise you.

Eliseo, we're 20 years old.
We want to party.

-Shut up and drive.
-Maybe this old man is right.

We should do something by ourselves,
for a change.

You dummy. What are you talking about?

Will Rami's friend,
the blue-eyed one, be there?

-Who? Pato? I think he's in Cancún.
-If Pato's in Cancún, let's go back home.

Stop it, Eliseo. Drive.

Chiara.

Okay, I've done my part.
I've brought you here,

so erase the picture.
I wanna go to bed. Come on.

Come on, you're already here.

Wait for a while
and then we can all go home.

-We had a deal.
-Are you gonna leave me here by myself?

Don't you care if something happens to me?

-Chiara.
-Wait for us

and, when we leave,
I promise you I'll erase it.

-Fine, but don't take long, okay?
-Alright, fine .

-Good evening, sir.
-Good evening.

Didn't you notice
you're parked on the crosswalk?

Oh! Sorry about that, officer.
I'll move the car right away.

-License and registration, please.
-Why do I always get the idiots?

-What was that? Did you insult me?
-Give me your badge number and precinct.

I'm with the 14th. Are you a cop?

What do you think?
Criminal Intelligence Unit.

Hello, Bermúdez. How are you?

Sorry about the time, but a newbie has
just asked for my license and compromised

my position in the operation.
No, this is unbelievable.

He's with the 14th.
I'm getting his badge number.

Why can we in law enforcement
never coordinate

for something as simple as this?
Son of a bitch!

Can this be happening?
Give me your badge number. Come on, hurry.

I'm so sorry, sir,
but nobody told me anything.

I can't tolerate such sloppiness.
Your badge.

The problem is,
if I give you my badge number,

I can get fired and I need the job.
I have two small children, twins.

Okay, continue with your work,
but no more fuckups.

We'll let this one slide, okay?
Thank you so much, sir.

Well, I must move the car now.
I can't stay here.

-Come on, move on, go on.
-Sorry. Thank you.

-Hello!
Where are you?

-We're leaving.
-I moved the car. It was poorly parked.

I'm a little ahead, around the corner.

-Okay. We're on our way.
-Good.

-How are you, old man?
-Hello, Eliseo.

-How are you?
-What's up?

-Okay, shall we?
-Hold on a sec,

-my boyfriend is buying cigarettes.
-Okay.

-Eliseo, he's my boyfriend, Ramiro.
-How are you, Ramiro?

-Hello.
-Eliseo is my dad's new driver.

We're going up north.
We were invited to a party.

No. We agreed that, after the bar,
you would go straight home.

Yes, but there was a change of plans.

-Take us to the party, come on.
-Here.

-Isn't it a little late for a party?
Pass me a joint.

-No, it's not late at all.
Now it really starts getting good.

Where is it?

-Don't you have a game tomorrow?
Yeah, against San Jorge.

Oh.
We always beat them.

If you have a game,
shouldn't you be resting?

Nah, you know how many times
I've played after pulling an all-nighter?

No. Never take a picture from below.
Take it from above,

because of the double chin.
Try it out.

-See how much better the picture is?
-Yeah, right away.

-Eh?
-Yes.

-Look. Deleted.
-Very good. Thanks.

To tell you the truth,
I had a pretty good time.

-Your friends are cool, really.
-That's great. I'm glad.

I want to ask you something.
That thing you have with…

-with Lala, what is it?
-Nothing. We're just friends.

-I like her. We kiss and that's it.
-You girls are so modern.

-Good. What about Ramiro?
-No, Ramiro doesn't like those things.

He's more… old-fashioned.

But it doesn't matter.
Ramiro is my boyfriend

and I love him, and Lala's my friend.
We have fun.

-Two different things .
-I get it, I see, I see. Yes.

Well, I'm going home,

I don't know, maybe watch a movie,
or listen to the radio.

I'm fully awake
and I doubt I can get to sleep now.

I hadn't gone out in a very long time.
I miss the nightlife a bit.

-Don't you wanna come to the party?
-Who, me?

-Enjoy.

Hey!
-Hello. Good evening.

-What can I get you?
-Make me a drink with one shot tequila,

one gin, one vodka,
one of any other cocktail,

some drops of lime juice,
and one teaspoon of sugar.

-A serial killer.
-Never heard of it,

-but I'm sure it knocks you down.
-And also water in a tall glass.

-Thanks.
-Alright.

Here. The special drink of the house.
You'll like it.

-Try it.
-Thanks a lot.

Go ahead.

-A little strong.
-Hey, come on. I drink my vodka neat,

the classical way.
Bottoms up, come on. Let's do it.

Great.
Another killer and a glass of water.

Just one more.
Don't make me drink by myself.

-Come on.
-I have a game tomorrow

-and I'm a little unsteady as it is.
-Oh, come on, come on.

Yeah, very good.

-Yes. Hold it. What is it?
-Eliseo, help me, please. It's Ramiro.

He won't wake up.
I don't know what's wrong with him.

-Son of a bitch.
-Come on.

Don't worry, it's probably nothing.
Let's go.

Hey, kid. Kid, wake up.
Kid. Hey, kid!

-Should I call an ambulance? I'm doing it.
-No, take it easy.

Leave it to me. He'll wake up. Hey, kid.

-Kid, wake up. Come on.
Come on.

Come on, come on.
Was he drinking a lot?

-He hardly ever drinks.
-No, he's probably just drowsy.

Kid, kid… There you go.
Come, kid. Don't worry. Come with me.

-Come with me.
-Come on.

Get up, come on.
I told you it was probably nothing.

Where are your friends?
Uh, Lala went home alone

and Meli left with some guy, I think.

Okay. Let's get him home.

Easy now.
Don't throw up now, okay?

You can't show up at home
looking like that, girl.

Let me buy you breakfast. Let's go.

-Cool. Let's go.
-Son of a bitch.

Coffee. There.
Did you guys have fun?

-Yes, it was kind of a busy night.
- Busy.

Yeah, I was also busy.
Because I did a bit of everything,

I was a friend, a driver,
a photographer…

-A photographer?
-Yes. Look how cute.

-What's that?

This is insurance.
Insurance. I don't know.

I was just thinking what would happen
if I took these pictures to your dad.

What would he think
of his beautiful, and only daughter?

That she didn't turn out to be
as normal as he thought?

She turned out to be a little…
a little different.

Your dad is so strait-laced,
so… so private. Would he like it?

Go ahead. Delete that picture, please.
Don't fuck around, Eliseo.

You know? I don't know if
I should show it to him

in person or send it
to his phone.

I've already deleted your picture.
Don't be like that, come on.

The next time
you think about blackmailing me,

think about it once, twice,

the times it's necessary,
because it can all turn against you.

Maybe I'll keep this picture
and never show it to anyone.

But if one day I felt
like showing it to your old man,

-would you like that?
-No, I wouldn't.

You know what I wouldn't like?
A swimming pool in the terrace.

What?
What does that have to do with it?

Everything is connected.
How's your family gonna vote?

In favor or against the pool?

I don't know. My folks couldn't care less,
but I'd like a swimming pool.

As of today, you're gonna stop liking it.
And tomorrow, you'll speak to your old man

and tell him
to vote against building a pool

and against Zambrano's
entire motherfucking project.

Then, I'll erase the picture.
Are we clear?

Come on now, drink your coffee,
it's getting cold.

Chiara, wake up. We're here.
Don't forget our conversation.

I didn't drive, I wasn't there,
I don't exist. Okay?

-Chill, man.
-Go to bed. I'm gonna clean up the car.

-Good morning.
-Ah, Eliseo! So early on a Saturday?

Yes. Di Lella asked me
to clean his car.

What about you, coming back so early?

I had to receive
some construction materials.

Some constructions materials.
And just look how pretty you look.

-And you're just coming back?
-Yes, that's right.

-And I suppose Marina is working a shift.
-Yes.

-You have a nice day.
-You too.

Five to two. Eliseo is winning.

You have a feisty daughter,
Di Lella, don't you?

-She gave me a hard time, yes, she did.

Oh, shit!

-Hello, Renato. How's everything?
-Not so good.

I was calling you,
but you didn't pick up.

I was about to go down to get you.

But why? I'm down here.
Did something happen?

Of course something happened.
Don't play dumb with me, Eliseo.

No, no… Renato…
If you just let me explain…

-The thing is…
-What's there to explain?

What? Don't forget
that today's my barbecue, Eliseo.

You promised me
the chimichurri sauce.

- No, Renato, no.

-Of course I didn't forget.
-Thank goodness!

-I'll bring it up in a while, okay?
-Alright. Thanks.

-See you later.
-See you.

(doorbell

Who is it?
-Eliseo. I brought you the chimichurri.

-Let's see it. Awesome, Eliseo.

-Thanks a lot.
-It's nothing.

-The boys are gonna be so glad.
-I've also brought crackers so you

-can make the quality test.
-Ah! Let's see.

-Let's see how this turned out.

-Mmm! Excellent!
-That's the secret ingredient I use.

-Someday you must tell me what it is.
-I don't know. I don't think so.

-I'm sure you will.
-I don't think so.

-Sorry, an incoming message.

Sure. No Problem.

DID YOU REALLY THINK I DELETED IT?

I'M ALREADY BUYING
A NEW BIKINI FOR THE POOL!

Are you alright?
Your face just changed.

-Yeah, I'm okay, it's fine.
-Okay.

-Here, Eli.
-No, you don't need to--

-Please, stop it.
-Alright.

-Thanks a lot.
-Thank you. Bye, Renato.

THE BOSS