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Oh, my God!

Why are you shaking your nalgas for the whole world to see?

I'm connecting with other women who have daddy issues.

Oh, I'm sure you'll connect with some daddies on there too.

Why would I take social media advice from you?

You thought Instagram was a weed delivery service.

Sometimes it is.

I like the dancing, though.

? The low rider ?

? Is a little higher ?

What kind of measurement is "as long as your arm"?

You want it to be exact, right?

My arm is always the same.

What if someone else uses your measurements

and they use their arm?

That's a good note.

You know, Mayan, this kitchen would get done a lot faster

if I could stay overnight.

This two-hour drive back and forth is making me tired.

It would get done faster if I hired a contractor

who didn't always have a beer

at the end of his measuring arm.

Yeah, I mean, forget it.

You know, has this ever happened to you, Mayan,

when you're driving, and you close your eyes,

and you wake up and you go, "That's not my house.

That's a tree!"

I don't know about you staying here, Dad.

I mean, it's only been, like, six weeks

since we started hanging out again.

But it's been going good, right?

Yeah, I mean, you come here, you do stuff for me,

we laugh, and you go home.

I love that last part.

Please, Mayan, look, I just want to do a good job.

Okay, I still have to ask Quinten.

But this is my house, my rules.

And we gotta set some boundaries

so you don't trigger me.

"Trigger"? Wait a minute.

You got a gun, Mayan?

I'm so proud of you!

Emotionally trigger.

I hate guns.

You have a gun?

Not on me.

Okay, so how do I avoid these Los Triggers del Norte?

Well, one of my triggers is when you lie to me.

I never lie to you.

That's a lie.

That is a lie.

Another trigger is when you yell at me.

- I never yell at you. - That's another lie.

Okay, this is starting to feel like a series of traps.

Yelling is the Lopez way.

It's so people take you seriously.

My nana used to say, "There's the right way,

and then there's the Lopez way".

She would take off her chancla and throw it at you

and hit you, so you never forgot.

And you know what? I never forgot. Right here.

Yeah, well, my therapist says that instead of yelling,

I should resolve conflicts through empathetic listening

and mutual understanding.

I... I wasn't listening.

- Grandpa! - Hey, what's up, Gordo?

My name is Chance, not Gordo.

And I'm not fat. I got gains.

Just a few cupcakes away from riding shotgun.

I'm still not calling you Chance,

'cause it looks like there's a chance

that's not your father.

Why would you say something like that?

Because the kid looks very Mexican,

and you look like somebody

that wouldn't get a rose on "The Bachelorette".

Look, George,

even though I'm not the toxic alpha male

you wanted for Mayan's life partner,

I am confident in who I am.

So you can't hurt me.

Yeah, you broke eye contact at the end there, bro.

Damn it.

Grandpa, can you make me a green juice?

You want some greens? Come on.

You pick your nose and eat it

like a real kid, huh?

Nature's candy. Come on.

So my dad asked if he could stay here.

What, for, like, dinner?

Just till he finishes the kitchen.

Just remember to stay

at least three George Lopez arms away from him.

All right.

- I'm here. - Oh, no one cares.

Don't look, mijo. You'll turn into stone.

- Hi, Mama. - Mm, hi.

I just came to tell my family

that I sold five policies this morning.

Rosie, la reina of home insurance, is killing it.

I'm going to be bigger than the Progressive lady

and the Aflac duck.

You already got the voice.

"I'm Rosie".

You saw that Mayan and I did a TikTok,

and you wanted to come over here and make things awkward.

If I wanted to make things awkward,

I'd show Mayan all your drunken late-night texts asking, "You up?"

I was up.

This is Mayan Lopez, vet tech with a mic.

Does climate change concern you?

Are you a fan of Doja Cat?

What are your views on Bitcoin?

This guy is sitting in his pictures,

which means he's short.

Left.

This guy is sitting in his car,

which means he's short and married.

I see you, sir. Left.

Brookie, if you never swipe right, what's the point?

I swipe right on the rich guys.

And I refer them to my OnlyFans.

What? It's just my feet.

I'm not a freak.

Ugh, Duchess the chihuahua is coming in today.

You know, I hate when rich people

expect everything to be free.

That woman won't pay for her dog's butt exam

because she's like, "It's so small,

Like, how can you even charge for that?"

Ooh, the princess is here.

Hello, Duchess.

No, Duchess does not touch the floor.

Dogs have been on that.

I'm sorry. Does Duchess identify as human?

Because she clearly presents as a dog.

Anyway... while you're here,

there's a number of outstanding services on your bill...

Oh, could you please send me an email?

I'm late for pilates.

Well, we've let you defer the last three visits, so...

So that's a yes.

Goodbye, my darling.

Mommy will miss you.

Orale, muchachos. Thanks for the help, man.

Take a break, huh?

There you go.

No domestic beer for you, Oscar.

My best friend deserves only the best imported.

Thanks, man.

Hey, you know what would be even better, though?

If we were high.

How'd you know I was gonna say that?

'Cause you said the same thing this morning,

then we got high.

Hey, take it easy.

Some of us are high.

Sorry, there's an entitled white lady at work.

Just one?

One is all you need to ground a Delta flight.

She treats us all like crap.

Sounds like you need to show her the Lopez way.

Please don't start.

It's a foolproof method.

It's even how your mom and I fell in love.

On our first date, we made the waiter cry.

That's not something to be proud of.

Then why did we take a picture?

If you want results, don't hold back, okay?

Hell, I do it to Oscar all the time.

- You do? - Listen, this isn't about you.

Now, why don't you mind your own business

and get me another beer.

Okay.

Wait, wasn't the fridge supposed to arrive today?

Oh, yeah, yeah, don't worry about that.

Sounds like work is stressing you out, Mayan.

You know what?

I got something that'll make you feel better.

Freaking bitches!

- Wow. - Oh, man.

I didn't know I had that in me. I guess I got that from you.

You didn't get that throwing the hammer down thing from me.

You got it from your mom. Ta loca. I'm scared of you.

Put that in the truck.

Chance and your dad are all tucked in.

George was a bit tipsy.

How could you tell?

Well, after we cheersed, he said, "I love you".

Baby, pretty sure he was talking about the beer.

Thank you for being okay with all this.

Well, he fought me about getting his pants off for bed,

but I feel like he's really starting to trust me.

It's night... what the... why are these lights on?

That's crazy.

This one too.

What... hey, why are all the lights on in this house?

Why don't you bother to knock?

Do you guys even know what electricity costs?

19.90� a kilowatt.

Sorry.

When I get nervous, I say facts.

We can afford the lights, Dad.

I leave them on in case Chance wakes up

and has to use the bathroom.

You're a young couple, okay?

You don't know when you're gonna need that money,

so both of you need to do... you need to train Chance

how to see in the dark.

I'm sorry. What?

When I was little, I would read with the light on,

and my grandmother would turn the light off on me

and she would say,

"You need to learn how to read in the dark",

so I did, and not only that,

I still do it to this very day.

- Really? - "Read in the dark".

He doesn't even read in the light.

Don't come running to me when you don't have anything left.

I still got the first penny I ever made.

I use it as a fuse.

What happened to my pants?

I swear it was consensual.

Don't judge me.

I'm not.

I'm jealous of you. Hit me.

Man, these last few days with my dad

and his frickin' lights.

Ah!

Soap in my eye!

Oh, burning!

Oh, Dad, can you turn off the lights?

No, I like to leave them on when I watch a movie.

It helps me see it better.

I just want to scream in his face,

but that's pre-therapy Mayan.

I just want my dad in my life

and Chance to know his grandfather.

So for now, salud.

No! Whoa!

Dad!

What happened?

You shut the lights off on me,

and now I think my ass is broken.

No, you're like your mom.

You got enough cushion back there to survive

a fall from much, much higher.

That's it.

I'm done being disrespected by you in my home.

Technically, it's my house.

My mom gave it to me, and I gave it to you.

You didn't even want it.

You were trying to default on the mortgage

so you could throw Grandma into a senior home

that someone on Yelp called a no-kill shelter.

She wouldn't die.

But when she did, I took over the mortgage.

I'm paying for this house, not you.

And why isn't the kitchen done?

I told you. The fridge is on back order.

Then order a different one.

It's not possible.

Why not?

They don't allow it.

Something about the global supply chain

and the Illuminati or something... you know...

Just give me your credit card,

and I'll change the order.

There is no order because I couldn't afford it.

I put everything on my credit cards,

and I'm maxed out.

You said you had everything covered.

What happened to your money?

What happened to my money is none of your damn business.

Let me guess.

You spent it all on your favorite things.

Don't do that.

Gambling, women, getting drunk.

That's just great, Dad.

You let me down again.

Let you down? Come on. I was a good dad.

I was a good provider for you and your mom.

Oh, yeah. You were a really good dad.

How about the time that you left me

in the fountain in front of the casino

and told me it was the kiddie pool?

That's how you learned to swim and count change.

Anyway, what right do you have to complain?

You had a dad.

My dad was out before I was even born.

You can't use your crappy childhood

as an excuse for how you treat me.

I can if you're gonna act like a bitch.

I can't believe you just said that.

You're just like your mom. You know, I don't need this.

Oh, I don't need it either.

- So leave. - I'm leaving.

Oh, if the guy from Instagram shows up,

there's a little cartridge of...

Get out!

What do you want?

Can I stay with you, Rosie?

Ay dios m�o.

It's just because my left side is numb,

I've been having chest pains, and you're the only person

that I trust in the whole world to take care of me.

You trust me, your ex who you cheated on?

Pobre viejo est�pido.

What's really going on?

I have no place else to go.

What are you talking about?

Rosie...

I lost my house.

Oh, my God, how?

Because of the pandemic.

I lost 50% of my business.

I sold my house so the workers could feed their kids.

My cards are maxed out.

I've been sleeping in my car.

My daughter hates me.

You're not gonna kick me while I'm down, are you?

Honey, I wouldn't do that... right now.

I was ashamed to tell Mayan 'cause I don't want her

to lose respect for me.

Oh, honey. Mayan's never respected you.

Ay, George, there's no shame in falling on hard times.

You worked so hard to take care of us for all those years.

There was always a roof over our heads, food on the table,

even if it was the same deal

for those hoochies you cheated on me with.

Just the one that threatened to take me to Judge Joe Brown.

The truth is,

Mayan doesn't care about gifts and money.

She just wants you to be her dad,

but that means that you have to be honest with her

about everything.

Honest about everything?

Rosie, I don't know if I can do that.

Well, if you can't find a way,

then you're never going to have a close relationship

with your daughter.

You know she leaves the lights on?

Oh, no. Such a waste of money.

And that green juice they always buy?

Oof.

What's that gonna do to the plumbing?

Oh...

Is my Duchess ready for pickup?

Yes, she was ready yesterday, so there's a boarding fee.

Oh, well, you people closed before my sound bath was over,

so that's not my fault.

Not today.

Pay up, Jana, or Duchess hits the floor!

No! She's terrified of the floor.

This is not right.

Well, there's a right way, and then there's the Lopez way.

Pay up. Come on.

Now put it on the counter nice and slow.

Ooh.

You are so turning me on right now.

Just so you know, that turned me on too.

Shh. We're meditating.

Don't mess up my zen, Mommy.

I'm sorry, baby.

Namaste.

Wow.

My dad sent me a TikTok.

What?

- Yeah. - Really?

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Is it working?

I feel like my stuff is moving back there.

- No, we can't see it. - Where?

Look, we can't see it because your ass is flatter

than an open Jarrito left out overnight.

Look, you gotta pump it like this.

No, no, no. Mira, George. Pump it. As�.

You gotta pump it.

Hold on to the table and pump it.

I can't believe he did that.

He swallowed his pride and was honest,

and in front of the whole world too.

Mm. Only eight views.

You should tell him about the beauty filter.

He doesn't have to be honest about everything.

You know, Mayan,

someday this kitchen's gonna look incredible.

Will either of us be alive to see it?

Oh, no.

You know, I finally stood up to that lady at work.

Damn, Mayan. You Lopez wayed her?

Oh, yeah.

You know, I spent a lot of money in therapy

trying to find healthy ways to avoid getting angry,

but sometimes the healthiest thing to do

is to just scream at a bitch.

- That's what's up. - Hello.

But that applies to you too.

If you're gonna stay here, you're gonna have to learn

to have some respect for me.

And what, do I have to respect Quinten,

the friendly ghost, too?

So what are you saying? That I can stay here?

Yeah, I'd like that.

And I would like that too, Mayan.

You know, I think my eight followers on TikTok

would consider this a major breakthrough.

Oh, those aren't followers, Dad.

Those are Polish sex bots.

That's cool. I don't have a type.

I love you, baby.

- I love you, too. - Okay.

Oh, and, Dad, can you turn off the lights?

What the hell is that?

It's a night light.

Runs on batteries.

Orale, Mayan, way to save money!

You gotta buy me a house.

Also, you're gonna need a fridge.

Oh, and we found some mold under the floor,

but we'll take care of it.

Good night. Namaste.

Grandpa, can you tell me a bedtime story?

Oh, no.

Last time, you got all scared,

and you ran to your mom and the guy

that keeps saying he's your father.

I won't cry this time.

- Please? - Okay.

Did I ever tell you the one about the llorona?

Or the man that was born with a owl body?

Mommy!

Pay attention to how easy he finds you in the dark.

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