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I could never work here now.

Look at those shorts.

- So much covered thigh. - Yeah.

Well, as fun as it has been

listening to the tales of an unpublished storyteller...

- That felt unnecessary. - I should get going.

My nephew, Hugo.

Héctor.

- The Protector? - In the flesh.

So cool.

Okay.

I will see you at the memorial.

Yeah. The memorial, yeah. Of course.

You see, Hugo, we still have time

and there's other stories about this place I haven't told you yet.

So... Hugo. Hugo. Hu... Hey. Hu... Hugo!

Nothing on your phone is that important, okay?

Wow. You heard him, abuelita. He said you're not that important.

- Mamá. Sorry. - Máximo, m'hijo.

- So good to see you. - Good to sort of see you too.

- I... - How long has she been like that?

- The whole time. She has no clue. - ...but the doctor says

that I can't fly after getting my new knees. So my... Oh, no.

- No, no, no, no. - Yeah.

- No. It's doing it again. Hugo. - No...

You just need to go into settings and turn off all filters.

...Where is settings? Do I just push...

It's not our fault.

We didn't grow up with technology like you did.

What do the letters VHS mean to you?

That someone is O-L-D.

Back then, technology was simpler.

Movies used to do these classy video transitions

like blinds closing, or a clock wiping.

Now that was cutting edge.

It was my first convention as the Assistant Head of Operations,

and I was excited.

I'd be attending to some of the brightest minds of our time.

I felt unstoppable until...

Ms. Davies.

Máximo.

Am I interrupting?

We were just chatting. Dulce brought me coffee.

- I hope there's not a goose in here. - Not today.

A goose?

You had to be there.

Ms. Davies, I was hoping we could go over everything for the convention today?

Actually, I'm glad you stopped by because Don Pablo and I

have promoted Dulce to Special Events Coordinator.

So you don't have to oversee the convention.

- But... - Which is good news

since you have so much on your plate.

I kind of like a full plate.

As long as the foods don't touch.

Don't be silly.

Dulce's talents are being wasted at the pool.

Besides, apparently she's a whiz at electronics.

You might say I'm a goose with electronics.

I couldn't help but feel like I was being pushed aside

by our new Special Events Coordinator.

Don't make me pee.

It was time Dulce and I had a little chat.

Right, so here's the thing.

Bringing Diane coffee, giving Don Pablo information,

that's sort of my domain.

Should I not be trying to help our bosses?

No. I mean, yes. It's just, that's kind of my turf.

After all, I'm the one training to become Head of Operations.

I... I'm sorry.

Did Don Pablo guarantee you that promotion?

- Well, not in those exact words but... - Because if you're so easily threatened

by an employee who started here only two months ago, then...

maybe you weren't cut out for the job to begin with.

In fact, maybe you're

just a whiny little bitch like you've always been.

I am not a whiny little bitch!

Remember how much you cried

when you got stung by that bee?

I was seven!

You were nine and you were weak!

Look.

I've been waiting forever for a shot like this

and I'm gonna do whatever it takes to get to the top.

Even lie about being an "electronics whiz."

I don't even know how to use a phone.

You lied to Ms. Davies?!

She told me to call her "Diane."

And also I've got Don Pablito

in the palm of my hand.

Don Pablo! Hi, there.

Did you... Did you change your mustache?

It's so sleek, almost aerodynamic.

I did give it a little trim.

Thanks for noticing, Dulce.

How... sweet of you.

Hey, now.

Look who's a real jokester. Incredible.

Whiny little bitch.

Don Pablo.

Luckily, the rest of the family were having a better day than me.

After training with Esteban all summer,

it was finally time for Sara's big debate tournament.

And she was breezing through her first round.

The lack of opposition in a one-party system leads to

corruption and a gross abuse of human rights.

Which is why I affirm the resolution that

Mexico's democratic process is inherently flawed.

- Time! - That's my kid!

Well, she's actually hers...

but we're married, so...

That's my kid!

Did you see that?

The way she presented her argument

and supported it with evidence...

Am I sweating? I feel like I'm sweating.

Feels like organized yelling,

but I have to say, it is so nice to see

my Sara finally passionate about academics.

Excuse me, sir?

We noticed you cheering.

I'm sorry, sometimes I get excited.

No, it's fine. We just wanted to ask:

Are you Esteban Navarro?

It's him!

The Esteban-ator!

We're huge fans!

Nice to meet you.

Wow. You have fans?

What can I say?

I may have made a bit of a name for myself

in the debate world of Acapulco.

Just Acapulco? Try the entire state of Guerrero!

It's no wonder your daughter destroyed ours!

- That was your daughter?! - Yes.

I hope she's okay.

Oh, please, it was an honor for her to

get publicly humiliated by your pupil.

- It was nice meeting you. - You too.

Nice meeting you.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Híjole.

Well, Esteban-ator,

you want to go grab some food before the next round?

But we can't lose our seats.

They're the perfect proximity to the stage.

If Sara makes someone cry,

we'll be able to see tears.

This is just for fun...

you're not taking it too seriously, right?

Of course not.

LET'S GO SARA!

Gracias.

Héctor.

Do you mind bringing a delivery up to Ms. Davies?

I am swamped with convention guests.

For Diane, of course. I'd do anything.

Gracias.

In a cruel twist of fate, Lorena had asked Héctor

to deliver flowers to Diane from Alejandro Vera.

Here you go.

Are these for me?

- They're from Mr. Vera. - For a second I thought...

Believe me, if I brought someone flowers it would be a much, much bigger bouquet.

I mean, is that even enough flowers to qualify as a bouquet?

Well, these are just some friendly flowers.

Between colleagues.

Enjoy your underwhelming handful of flowers.

Well, hello, Alejandro.

You know you really shouldn't be sending me flowers.

Because we work together.

I can't read your note. Maybe if it were in English?

Yes, I get that Spanish is a Romance language...

Drinks at 5:00? I didn't know you were in town.

I'll think about it.

Goodbye.

Héctor needed a moment to clear his mind.

But as he walked past the nerds who were there for the electronics convention,

he just couldn't get Diane and Vera out of his head.

Peso for your thoughts?

When did you get here?

I came in with the tide and with the tide I'll depart.

Or at 5:00. That's when my shift ends.

Chad, I'm pretty sure you need training to be a lifeguard.

I got certified when I was 16.

Thought it'd help me get girls.

But now I see the deeper meaning.

You know, you see, as a lifeguard, you guard lives.

Think about it.

Wow. Very, very, very profound.

It might be the most important job at Las Colinas.

Then maybe you should get back to work.

But this... this is my work.

These waters are deep, and I will not let you drown in despair.

As hard as it was going to be for him to hear it,

I had to suck it up and tell Memo the truth about Dulce.

Memo, you know family means everything to me.

So, in the name of being honest, is there any chance

just perhaps, that your sister might be...

A total monster?! Yes!

You think so, too?!

Of course!

Dulce is awful!

The only reason I got her a job here

was because it was a one-day gig

and my mom made me do it!

But then she got herself a permanent position

and now I've let a fox into the hen house!

So we agree, she needs to be stopped!

Absolutely!

Then you'll help me get rid of her?

Absolutely not!

This is a real rollercoaster of a conversation...

Máximo, I could never go against my family.

Once, my cousin, Felipe, gave out

my abuela's secret mole recipe.

To this day, I don't know where he is.

Oh! What if I just-

Stop! Don't even tell me!

If I know anything

I'll have no choice but to tell her.

You would do that?

But I'm your best friend!

I know. And I would hate myself for it.

But she's my sister.

I can't betray her.

No matter how much I may want to.

It wouldn't be right.

Also, my mom would kill me.

Okay. I understand.

I promise to leave you out of it.

Good. Thanks.

And this conversation never happened.

Damn it. Every time.

Hi, Diane.

What are you doing here?

Well, I figured I'd check in and see how our business is doing.

Well, today was amazing.

- I sold five evening gowns... - That's great. Can we talk, just us girls?

Okay. It was a Moroccan princess, but yeah, let's do your thing.

Between us, there's someone I might be interested in. Romantically.

Problem is, we work together.

And I thought if anyone knows about that, it's you, right?

- Because of me and Máximo? - And Chad.

And I feel like there was a real will-they or won't-they thing with you and Beto.

It was a won't-they.

The point is... I'm not sure if I should go for it.

The stakes are so high.

When do you cross that boundary?

Honestly?

You do it when you just can't wait anymore.

When the feelings are just too strong to deny.

But when you know, oh, you'll know.

You read Spanish, right?

Yes. I both read and speak my native language. Why?

Would you mind translating this?

It might help me know.

Yeah. No problem.

She's back. The princess. With her mom.

That means she's the queen. Do you mind if I do this later?

Oh, yes. Go help Her Majesty.

Welcome! Welcome!

I knew I couldn't trust Dulce.

So, until I could figure out how to get rid of her,

I was going to keep her in my sights.

...this is a state of the art VHS camcorder with direct VCR playback.

With this baby, you could be shooting movies like Scorsese.

Marty actually pronounces it Scorsese.

Don't move. Let me show you something.

- How long have you been following me? - Why do you think I'm following you?

I did not anticipate that.

Are you really looking to go to war with Las Colinas's new favorite employee?

I'm not scared of you, Dulce.

I can see right through this whole innocent act of yours.

Yeah, well. No one else can.

It's your word against a sweet, adorable angel's.

So, unless you have proof, I suggest you back off.

And here we have our new lavalier mics.

Look how tiny.

That baby's got five hours of battery life. You can hide it anywhere.

Anywhere? Awesome.

Sara's second match was about to start

and Esteban was ready for another bloodbath.

For our next match, the topic will be "universal healthcare."

Sara's gonna destroy her opponent so bad,

she'll need all the healthcare in the universe.

Popcorn?

And Ms. Gallardo's opponent this round...

Aida?

I can't believe you're here!

Why didn't you tell me you debated?

Maybe I would have if you'd even bothered to call.

I thought our kiss meant something to you,

but I guess I was wrong...

No, I did!

You don't understand...

Competitors, take your places.

Good luck,

you're going to need it.

Ms. Gallardo, since you'll be arguing the affirmative,

you are up first.

Your time begins...

now.

Ms. Gallardo? Your time has started.

Did she forget?

Today, I affirm, uh, the resolution that healthcare,

because I think it's something we all need

if we want to, uh,

fight for, uh,

us to all have...

I'm not gonna take you through the whole debate,

but let's just say it was a train wreck.

I don't think I've ever seen my mom lose an argument before.

It's kind of annoying.

Believe me, I know.

But seeing Aida flustered her.

Your mom stumbled over her words.

And in the end, Aida crushed her.

Therefore, in closing, my opponent is a demon monster

who kisses girls and never calls,

and I negate the resolution that she's a decent human being.

May she rot in hell.

Okay, so maybe that wasn't Aida's exact closing statement,

but it was definitely the subtext.

Sara! What was that?!

You just threw away your whole scholarship!

I don't care!

This was your dumb thing, not mine.

I never should have let you talk me into this in the first place.

Hey, Memo. Have you seen Dulce around?

- Why? - Just normal work reasons.

Are you planning something?

- I thought you didn't want to know? - You're right, I don't.

Good. 'Cause I'm not gonna tell you.

- Perfect. 'Cause I'd have to tell her. - So, have you seen her?

I don't feel like I can say.

- Then I guess we're done here. - I guess we are.

- Good day. - Good day.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

I don't know what to do. I can't stop thinking about...

this woman.

I feel stuck.

Shovel.

We all get stuck, you know.

You just need to dig yourself out of this slump.

Bucket.

- Gracias. - De nada.

Wow. Is that a functioning gate?

It protects the little sand people from the invading armies.

Boom! Boom, boom!

How'd you get so good at this?

Back in Spain we have real castles.

When I was a kid, my father and I would recreate them in the sand, together.

I thought the world was so magical.

That fairy tales existed

and that a brave knight could marry the queen of the castle.

But then the brave knight sent the queen right into the arms

of a very, very, very rich king

who gives her roses and takes her on stupid helicopter rides.

They had helicopters in the olden times?

What? No.

Did you really not... Stay focused, Chad.

The point is, real life is not as magical as I thought.

Or maybe the fairy tale doesn't happen for a guy like me.

Or maybe your fairy tale is still playing out.

I need more seashells.

I know I shouldn't have snapped at Sara like that.

But that was one of our best topics. This was our chance!

What do you mean "our" topics?

No, her topics.

What do you mean "our" chance?

Oh no.

I got too wrapped up in this, didn't I?

You made a shirt.

I made two.

Unbelievable.

Look...

the great thing about being a parent

is you always get another chance to get it right.

I married a wise woman.

I won't debate that.

Will you help me talk to her?

Actually, I think the Esteban-ator should handle this one on his own.

Vas.

I'll be back.

Good luck.

I hear you're looking for me.

- Hi, Dulce. - I'm so sorry, Máximo.

She broke me. She broke me.

Did you really think you could entrap me?

- Memo. How could you? - Don't blame my weak brother.

Hey.

You're the one who was stupid enough to trust him.

Sooner or later they'll see the real you, Dulce! You can't fool them forever.

Sure I can.

Do you know how many boring coffees I've had to sit through with Diane

just to get this far?

So many goose jokes.

And none of them were funny.

But she'll never know.

Because she and Don Pablo will only ever see what I want them to see.

Friendly, innocent and oh so sweet Dulce.

Máximo. She cornered me. In my own office.

It's never felt so small.

Why are you smiling?

Did you get it all?

Every single word.

And the picture quality on this thing?

Unbelievable.

Thanks, Beto.

No, thank you, bro. That Dulce chick is mean.

You know she throws lime wedges at me when I'm working?

You wanted me to see that mic?

You knew I'd have to warn my sister?

And now I have all the evidence I need to get her fired.

How could you?

What do you mean? I followed all the rules.

I didn't tell you a single thing about my plan.

- I thought you wanted this? - But you used me.

You promised to leave me out of it,

but instead you treated me like bait for your own little game.

How's that any different than what Dulce does?

If anything, it's worse.

She doesn't pretend to care about me.

Oh, no. I'm going down.

I'm going down. I'm going d...

Look at it this way,

we'll beat the traffic home.

I screwed up everything.

No, you didn't.

I never should have pushed you so hard.

It's just, part of me has always wondered what would

have happened if I'd been able to take debate all the way.

What stopped you?

My mom.

She wanted me to stay in Acapulco.

She was scared to send me out into the world,

and maybe a part of me was scared, too...

My mom can be very persuasive.

she once convinced me I hate ice cream.

You love ice cream!

I'm so sorry.

I know.

Sara... just because this was my passion,

it doesn't mean it has to be yours.

I love you and support you...

Even if that means you don't want to destroy all of Guerrero.

ANNOUNCER: "Please take your seats."

The next match is about to start.

You want to stay and watch?

The last time Sara saw Aida,

she was driving away in a cab

hoping the universe might bring them together again.

And now she was up on stage within reach.

No.

Let's go home.

There's another competition in the spring, though.

Could be fun...

Especially if my coach is the "Esteban-ator."

I signed three autographs today.

Someone backstage asked how much I was paying you.

I'll be your coach and

you'll be my representative.

Well, I may never get my fairy tale, but at least I have this.

I think I did mine wrong.

I mean... What... Be honest, what do you see?

Honestly?

Boobs.

I see two boobs.

I see a kid who didn't have a dad to teach him how to build sandcastles.

Or anything else.

Yeah, I still see boobs.

I've been trying all these different jobs to help find myself,

and there's something that's still missing.

And I'm starting to think it's my dad.

I need to take a walk.

Help!

Help! Help!

Chad, you're still on duty.

Chad!

Hold on, I'm coming.

Finished the translation.

This is beautiful.

Thank you, Julia. I hope we can keep this between us.

Julia was right. When you know, you know.

And after reading his words, Diane knew.

Hold on.

Diane left Las Colinas and ran on the beach

to get back to Las Colinas?

Okay. Okay. I may have taken some creative license.

But what do you want me to say?

That she walked at a brisk pace through the hotel?

- Yeah. - Okay.

She walked at a brisk pace through the hotel.

Don't say anything. I need to get this out.

When I think about you, I wanna throw up.

Because the thought of putting myself out there like this terrifies me.

But after reading your words, I can't deny how I feel anymore...

and I think we should be together.

And I had to tell you

before your shift ended.

- Héctor? - Héctor.

Diane enjoyed Mr. Vera's attention,

and had been using it to smooth out their business partnership.

But she'd been thinking about Héctor the entire time.

You deserve to be treated like a queen.

Saving the beautiful queen from the pink castle.

I think I like this side of you, Héctor. It's very sweet.

Wait, I think I'm missing a page.

I understand if you need time to...

Not a word, Paco.

What's that?

Us. On our first day at Las Colinas.

Wow.

You don't even have a picture of Lorena on your desk.

She won't let me have one.

She says she photographs weird. Crazy.

But this!

This was the best day of my life.

Me too.

See, the Máximo I knew would not have done what you did.

He was better than that.

I know.

I'm so sorry, Memo.

I never should have made you choose between friends and family.

- I guess I just thought of us as both. - You're right. We are.

If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even be at Las Colinas.

I'd be taking tickets at the bus depot instead of living my dream.

So, I'm done playing dirty.

I'll have to outhustle Dulce instead.

Wow, these tapes are weirdly durable.

VHS will last forever.

Okay, okay. I admit that was good.

But we better get going.

Or a better idea, I could give you a tour.

I haven't shown you the Window to the Sea.

I heard they tore it down.

- Or the waterfall by the pool? - It's just a wall now.

How about the dumpsters where Julia and I made out?

Tío, I don't need to see trash.

Look, I know that you're stalling.

But it's time to go to the memorial.

Okay, you're right.

Okay.

M-maybe... maybe we should take one more lap before going in.

Y-You know, there's nothing worse than being the first one at a memorial.

Come on, Tío. There's nothing to be afraid of.

Diane?

You didn't tell me she passed away.

I-I didn't know, Hugo, either.

Oh, no. No. No.

My queen is alive and well.

She's doing Kinky Boots in Fort Lauderdale as we speak.

It kills her to miss this.

But, you know, the stage is the stage.

I paid a lot of money to commission this.

I guess you can now call me "Héctor the statue erector."

- Anyway, I will see you in there. - Yes.

- Oh, God. How am I gonna get through this? - We'll get through it together.

Memo.

Am I happy to see you.

You sure you wanna walk in there with a pariah of Las Colinas?

No, but I don't have a choice.

We're family.

Vamos.