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Hey, I'm sorry about all the nasty things I said.

You know I don't mean it. I...

I love you. More than a friend.

Oh dang, Betty. What do you mean?

Don't be dumb. Like a brother.

Oh!

My blood pressure was dropping again.

I'm going to have to electrocute myself more often

so you can talk nice to me.

-Love you. -Love you too.

I know I overdid it, but your boss made me so mad.

You think I obey everything he says, but no.

I listen to you, too.

Let's not fight anymore.

Be-Ni promise?

Okay, Be-Ni promise.

I feel better now.

I don't like being upset with you.

That's because you care about me a lot.

A lot, a lot!

-What's up, Giovis? -Hey!

How about we go grab some beers?

The baseball game is going to be on.

I'm flat broke, bro. I don't have any money.

We're not going to spend that much.

No.

I know.

Patricia asked you to lend her money.

She asked you, and you gave it to her.

You know she'll never pay you back, right?

Excuse me.

Bro, you know I'm all about altruism and generosity.

You know me. And she was suffering.

She needed to pay the fine for her car.

I've got such a big heart I couldn't possibly say no.

What's more, they way in which she asked was so very special.

Giovas!

Has anyone ever told you you're a fleabrain?

I feel like slapping you silly, but I won't.

You might end up dumber than you are.

Why are you upset with me?

I am not upset!

And you'll never know because I'm never speaking to you again!

Get your stuff off my desk. Take it away.

Okay. Relax.

I've been tossed from nicer Formica surfaces than this.

Keep being the helpful guy you are.

I hope that from now on you always listen to me.

That you remember you're not alone because I'm here.

I'm so glad you're awake, Nico.

Mrs. Juli.

-How are you feeling? -Fine.

Mr. Deme.

Nico.

He looks good.

You really scared us.

Mr. Armando.

What are you doing here?

Mr. Armando's the one who brought Betty.

He offered to pay the hospital bills.

What a blessing!

It was nothing. It was my pleasure.

Stop by the house

so I can make tamales for you and your fiancée.

I make them really good.

Nicolas, you ought to thank Mr. Armando.

Treatment here is really expensive,

never mind what you'd rack up eating.

But I'm on a bland diet.

Yes, but even a bland diet is expensive.

-Do it. -Thank you, Mr. Armando.

Don't mention it.

Aha!

I knew it!

You're getting rid of your old underwear for something new!

Give that back.

That can mean only one thing: you're seeing someone.

Who is it?

-What? -Yeah!

What are you talking about? You're crazy.

That just means that

I'm trying to change from the inside,

and lift my spirits, and that's all.

Oh!

But there's nothing to lift your spirits

like making love to a man, isn't that right?

Spill it. You have a lover.

What are you talking about? You've seen too many movies.

You're lying.

We're best friends. Tell me the truth.

The truth? What are you talking about?

You're not well.

I don't understand.

You were the wife, but you're fine being the lover now

just to get revenge on that snake in the grass?

Is it really worth it, Sofi?

Well, I can't say it was bad.

See?

I was right.

You went back into the arms of that loser Efrain.

He's just toying with you.

He'll talk you into selling the house for chump change,

and then you and your kids will be out on the street.

That will never happen.

Promise me you'll never let that sewer rat touch you again.

I promise I won't let that nasty sewer rat touch me ever again.

I appreciate you because you're my best friend.

And you're mine.

And now, I'm leaving.

Hey!

Who could that man be?

Hi.

Hi.

I'm here.

You look very red.

-Huh? -I mean very pretty.

That dress looks great on you.

Yeah?

It's pretty old.

I don't even know why I'm wearing it.

What did you want to talk about?

I want to talk to you about so many things, Sofia.

But please sit down.

Okay.

Look...

What happened last night shouldn't have happened.

But it happened.

Three times.

Yes, can you believe it? I don't even know how.

But it wasn't right.

Well, I think it was more than right.

I mean, no...

What I'm trying to say is I was very drunk.

Plus, you're my friend.

I'm your children's godfather.

You're married.

But you know where my marriage is headed.

Yeah, down the drain.

But you and I can't do anything until you're divorced.

Furthermore, your husband is my best friend, and...

you're my friend too.

I don't want to lose you over bad timing...

even though it was a really good time.

I'd just hate to throw away the nice thing we have.

What nice thing?

Our friendship?

You smell so good, Sofia.

You like me?

I mean, you like it?

Why is it so dark in here?

511.

Hold on, hold on.

Dragging the mattress here took a lot out of me.

It's not like we had to.

Nicolas could fall asleep anywhere.

We could've just set up a hammock.

That accident is your fault.

Calling an electrician would've been cheaper than that hospital bill.

Yeah, but Betty's boss is paying that.

I would have to pay for the electrician.

Carefully, Betty.

Sorry.

Careful.

Nicolas, watch your step.

How do you feel?

Fine.

Careful.

Though I feel like my body is here

and my soul is on the New Jersey Turnpike.

Where?

What?

Why are you dressed like a unicorn?

Unicorn? I'm super Deme!

I feel bad, Betty.

Mrs. Juli, I'm going to need

for you to make one of your soups because I'm feeling really bad.

Maybe a tortilla and vegetable soup or lentils.

Anything.

Tortilla and lentils?

No, kid. You're on a bland diet.

We're talking gelatin, yogurt...

That's enough.

It's just a bump, which he got helping you.

Of course, Nico.

I'll make you your favorite tortilla soup.

Thank you.

Julia, the day you talk like that to me

is the day things change in this house.

Thanks, Mrs. Juli.

You're a sweetheart unlike others out there.

Tell me something, kid.

-Yes? -Can we get you anything else?

-Yes, Mr. Deme. -What?

Sit down and tell me a story.

What?

-Come on! -No way, dude.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Bro, relax.

Nicolas' drinking methods must've rubbed off on you.

Betty's in love.

She's madly in love with Nicolas and would do anything for him.

I told you.

Armando, we can't keep wasting time.

We need a rival to get Nicolas out of the game.

What are you trying to say?

Ugly girls aren't like other women.

They'd do anything for the man they love.

And while Betty's in love with Nicolas, she'll do whatever he asks.

What are you talking about?

She needs to do everything you ask.

You have to woo Beatriz.

It's our only option to not lose everything.

What?

Have you lost your mind? I'm not going to woo Beatriz.

It's our only choice. It's that or lose the company.

No, there's got to be another option.

I can't do that to Betty.

-You can't? -No.

But you can leave your family out on the street?

Nobody's saying that's going to happen.

That's just speculation.

Besides, BAR is generating profits.

I can't believe a man with your level of expertise with women

doesn't think Nicolas will manipulate Beatriz.

I'm not saying I don't think he's capable of it,

but what you're asking is...

Nobody said it would be easy,

but you've got to take a bullet for the company.

Just like I did with Patricia.

Oh, please. Patricia's different.

Patricia is Patricia, and Betty...

At least Betty's not crazy!

I almost ended up married with a kid.

Look, that doesn't matter.

The important thing is that Betty likes you and you know it.

Take advantage of this opportunity.

No, I can't.

Yes, you can. You can and you will, Armando.

Are you saying Nicolas is too much for you?

Please! It's not like Nicolas is Brad Pitt.

To Betty, he's sexier than Brad Pitt!

Look, Nicolas is an ambitious man.

You yourself said she'd do anything for him, right?

All right, tell me.

Did she listen to you? Did she fire him?

No.

Did you request the bank loan today?

No.

There you go.

You either woo the uggo or we risk losing it all.

It's your call.

511.

So you spoke?

We were, until you interrupted.

I'd like to know what you wanted to discuss.

What is this? Is this a set-up? I don't get it.

No, I'm not setting you up. Maybe your husband is.

-Ex-husband. -Ex-husband.

Efrain asked me to speak to you alone.

So I'm wondering what you're doing here too.

I asked Charly to calm you down.

I don't want to fight anymore, Sofia.

We have to get past this. For the both of us.

It's as simple as signing the papers.

Problem solved.

Accept it, Sofia. I'm not coming back to you.

But prove that you're a mature, serious woman...

and we'll stop torturing each other and show our...

Tell her, Charly.

Tell her to accept what she can't change.

Tell her.

Tell me what you were going to say before this super rat showed up.

Well, I was going to say that you're an exceptional,

mature woman who knows what's best for her kids and herself.

Exactly.

So a quick signature and we're all...

Sit down.

Sit down. You're tired.

Sit down.

Got a pen?

Right here.

What are you doing?

Are you crazy? No!

These divorce papers look better as confetti.

And do me a favor.

The next time you have papers for me,

tell the idiot drawing them up for you

to send them to my lawyer, Karen Guervis.

She specializes in these kinds of cases,

and she's the best in all Manhattan.

-Oh, please. -Move!

And tell that stupid idiot Jenny to forget about my house.

It belongs to me and my children!

She called her an idiot!

You sewer rat!

How are you going to pay for that Karen so and so?

Don't even think about using my money!

Not with my money!

Lunatic!

Like I said before, the gym is going from bad to worse.

-What do you mean, Dad? -The numbers don't lie.

Sign-ups as compared to expenses.

See for yourself, sweetie.

Sorry, kids.

Everything okay?

My dad's made up his mind.

He says he has to sell the gym.

It's spending more than it's making.

No!

You can't sell the gym.

This is like a second home to us.

I know, but with these numbers, what can we do?

What if we think of something to make some money?

Like bingo dancing or a wet T-shirt contest.

Pyramid gymnastics or something?

We tried all that in the past but nothing worked.

That sucks.

I'm really sorry, Sandra.

I know what they gym means to you and your family.

What's that?

You going to work out your mind by reading?

No, there's a list of all our wrestlers in here

and now I have to call them to tell them to find someplace else to train.

Wow, I didn't know there were so many female wrestlers.

I guess it's the latest fad.

A lot of people are into female wrestling.

There's the solution!

What?

What if we put on a feminist wrestling tournament?

Female!

Lighten up, bro. You don't have to marry her.

Just get her smitten and that's it.

Like you would anyone else.

It's even easier with ugly girls.

You throw them some crumbs and they melt for you.

It's not just that, Ricardo.

Besides her physical limitations,

Betty's been very good with me.

She's been unconditional. I can't do this to her.

If it's a humanitarian issue, look at it this way.

You're preventing Nicolas from using her and leaving her high and dry.

That's a relief. No, I can't.

We'll have to find someone else to be Nicolas' rival.

I am ethically and morally opposed to doing this to Betty. I can't.

-Oh, you can't? -No.

I hope you own kneepads.

-What? -Yes. You heard me.

You'll need them to survive in jail.

-Huh? -What do you mean huh?

Don't you know what they do to cute, snobby boys

in American prison restrooms?

What?

When the financial malfeasance we pulled is uncovered,

we're all going to jail.

Including Betty.

All except Nicolas, of course.

You see? She doesn't want to let me go!

She's in love! You saw her.

She wants me to still be in love with her.

Give me a break.

Believe it or not, I feel sorry for the poor woman.

She's crazy about me, the poor thing.

You believe that?

It's not about believing it. I know it.

Didn't you see her?

I know her.

Did you see how dressed up she was in her red dress and lips?

And did you smell her perfume?

The perfume, the dress, the lips.

That's how she dresses when she wants to seduce me.

But I don't know how she found me here.

Yes, how could she have known?

-I don't know. -I didn't know either.

Unless it was a trap and you were using me as bait.

She guessed right.

She knows me too.

What a hypocrite, pretending to be surprised and annoyed and offended.

And all that lawyer talk?

That's just another of her bluffs.

If one thing's clear it's that she doesn't want to divorce me.

She's in love.

Why don't you give her time to think?

Time is what I don't have.

Jenny's got me by the short hairs.

If I'm not divorced soon, I'll lose my lovebug.

And I can't lose her.

Oh Lord, I wish Sofia didn't love me so much.

But she's crazy about me.

Hey, a ladies wrestling tournament was a great idea.

Sometimes the light bulb goes off in the ole noggin.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

Let's see!

Where do you think you're going?

Good.

We have to plan this.

We have to call every female wrestler.

We need well-known names.

La Pantera.

She's got lots of followers on social media.

She can't be better than you.

Imagine if you were to beat her.

-Are you okay? -No.

-Here? -No, it's here. My whole leg.

-This leg? -Yes.

-Stretch it. -There?

Now come toward me.

-You sure? -Yes.

More. Stretch it.

More.

Wilson. Wilson.

Wilson. Wilson!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

Whoa! Wilson.

Nico, are you still feeling weird like before?

I think it was your boss plying me with liquor

to catch me with my guard down.

For God's sake, he didn't even know you were going.

But he's ready for anything.

Why do you think he went to the hospital?

He went because I was with him

when my mom called to say you'd had an accident.

-You don't say? -Yes, I do say.

What's more, he did something nice.

-He paid the hospital bill. -Of course he did.

He's saving a ton of money with us.

We should have an office in Manhattan

with ceramic tile throughout and gold inlay.

With secretaries and free coffee.

But no, we're here, in your house.

Yeah, but you should thank him for doing something nice for you,

not treat him like an ugly, ungrateful monster.

He is a monster.

I don't know if he's ugly or ungrateful, but he is a monster.

Do you know why he went? He was keeping an eye on you.

Ever since you became rich, he hasn't taken his eyes off you.

You want something else?

Wait. Come here, Betty.

Act natural. Just pretend we're talking.

He's probably spying on us through binoculars.

Don't look!

Congratulations, Ms. Rincon. You are the new owner of V&M.

-Right, Frank? -100% right, Peter.

Excuse me. Sorry to bother you.

Betty, your boyfriend Nicolas sent you these beautiful flowers.

No.

No, I can't do what you're asking.

I will not fire Nicolas.

I'm going to have to electrocute myself more often so you can talk nice to me.

-Love you. -Love you too.

You got yourself into this.

You'll have to woo that ugly woman.

Charly.

Sofia.

-Hi. -Hi, you got five minutes?

Look...

I didn't know Efrain was going to show up.

Me neither.

So then the red dress was for me?

Don't pay me any mind.

It's just that the other night...

No, it shouldn't have happened.

I know.

I overdid it and took advantage of you.

I took advantage of you.

Sure, you were the one taking advantage, but...

I was very drunk.

I imagine that you regret it.

Yes.

I feel very guilty,

but I'm not going to lie.

Sometimes when I think about it...

I get goose bumps...

at the thought of your lovemaking.

But then I feel guilty again because that shouldn't have happened

with my children's godfather and husband's partner.

And especially not with my good friend.

It's a big problem, isn't it?

It is.

Because sometimes I think this is the best form of revenge

against Efrain, you know?

But it could also be...

the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me.

The truth is that I'll remember that night the rest of my life.

You're a wonderful man, Charly.

You deserve a woman who really loves you.

A woman with no extra baggage, and that's not me.

As such, this can't happen again.

You promise?

Yeah, yeah. I promise.

But before you leave, I have two things to tell you.

First, I'm really happy you found a lawyer.

I hope it works out.

What's the second thing?

If you ever change your mind, wear that red dress again.

For me.

Goodbye, my friend.

-Good morning, Betty. -Hi.

How's Nicolas?

I realized yesterday how important he is to you and your family.

Yes.

He's better.

He's like another child to my mother.

He and my father have a special relationship.

But don't worry. He's better.

He's staying at the house with us.

-Oh yeah? -Mm-hm.

What bout Nicolas' family?

He doesn't really have one. Just his grandma.

How great that he has all of you then.

I remembered that yesterday we were about to request a new line of credit.

Yes, I remember.

I was wondering what we could do about that,

and I thought if we renegotiated with the bank,

we could reach a happy medium where they'd charge a commission,

like getting a lower interest rate...

Mr. Armando, are you okay?

Yes.

Is something wrong? It's my clothes.

No, you're fine.

I've never seen you in that sweater.

Is it new?

-No? -No, I've worn it before.

Where did you buy it?

My grandmother in Guanajuato sent it to me.

-Guanajuato? -She bought it there.

Guanajuato's beautiful, isn't it?

Yes.

Excuse me, Betty.

Sure.

I'm going to wear it more often.

You're always so formal and well-mannered and...

firm.

I mean, you're a real... stand-up guy.

Hey, Sandra.

-Bro! -What's up?

I heard the services of an engineer are needed

to inspect this canopy structure.

So why'd they send you?

Ha-ha!

Hey, I wanted to ask if you know if Sandra has a boyfriend.

Not that I know.

She doesn't talk about that.

She's always talking sports and all that.

Why?

No, I've just never seen her with anyone,

except for the girls.

Do you think she's...?

Yes.

Really?

That she likes girls?

Are we a little slow today?

I'm not slow, you're just not speaking clearly.

Now that you mention it, though, I don't know.

I think maybe perhaps she might be. Who knows?

That Nicolas Ramos doesn't just work from Betty's house.

He lives there too!

They're taking care of him after his accident.

No.

Let's hit pause.

Let's take a second to think.

-Bro. -What?

That guy's cleverer than we thought.

Nicolas knows we're attacking him,

and Betty probably told him you wanted to fire him.

You think?

-Yes. -No.

-Yes. Is there any doubt? -Yes?

Nicolas knows how to manipulate Betty and her family.

He comes across as the perfect friend,

the most understanding in the world, but he isn't.

Of course he's not.

Betty made it very clear that if he goes, she goes too.

-Armando. -What?

Sorry, but you're running out of time.

Nicolas is closing in and you can't let go.

You'll have to fire the first salvo today, but don't worry about that.

Operation Woo Betty starts today.

Today?

The most important romance of your life begins tonight.

Excuse me, my dear and elegant Patty.

Were you able to pay your fine?

Yes, I did. Thank you.

That's great.

And when will you be paying me back?

You're making me pay you back, Giovas?

Let's just say my pockets miss that cash.

I thought you were a classy person, but you're not, are you?

So you thought you'd help me

but deep down you consider yourself more important.

You said you'd pay me back with interest.

Which, to you, means taking advantage of a poor woman

and profiting off her tragedy.

Do you know what that's called?

Usury.

And in this country, it's punishable with jail time,

so I'm not paying back anything. Deal with it.

Talk about abuse!

What did I do wrong?

Oh, Giovas. Poor you.

That's what you get for having a wandering eye.

Now you're broke, you didn't get that snake Jenny,

or Olive Oyl, and the worst part is you lost out on me,

and I do have it going on.

-Like this? -Click right there.

Where?

That line. Right click.

-It's not working. -I'm telling you to right click.

-It's not working. -Right click.

-Oh! -And a menu should appear.

No, you sit here.

You know this page better than me.

-Sit down. -But it's your chair.

It doesn't matter. Sit down.

-Okay. -Then what?

This menu appears.

You click here and the link opens automatically.

There it is.

It looks so easy when you do it, but it isn't.

After that, just select the option you want...

and double click or hit enter.

-You're in. -Uh-huh.

Betty, what would I do without you?

What?

-Yes. -What?

-I don't know what I'd do without you. -No!

-Betty! -Your things! I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Mr. Armando. Excuse me.

Oh no! Your things!

I've dropped everything.

-I'm sorry. I'm going back to my office. -It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter...

-I have more work. -Sure.

This isn't going to be easy.

What is that? Sandra, come here.

I've got a stain back here, but I don't know what it is.

Let me see.

Yeah, you're full of chalk. On both cheeks.

Bend over. I can't see.

-Is it bad? -Yeah.

I wonder how it happened.

-What is it? -It's chalk.

Is it?

Hi. What's up?

What do you need?

This arrived.

For my boss?

Are you all right?

-Huh? -Are you okay?

Uh...

I have to take this to...

To Giovanni.

This is for you too.

Ten ways to confirm if a man likes you.

Does he look at you often?

Yes.

Does he defend you to others?

Yes.

Is he sweet to you?

Does he always take you into consideration?

Yeah.

Does he dream of you?

Yes.

Hello. Here's the report you asked for.

What's going on?

You're acting nervous.

-No. -What were you doing?

Working.

-Working? -Yes.

Then why'd you close the page? What were you looking at?

Ten ways to confirm if a man likes you.

Betty, don't tell me you're questioning Nicolas' love.

No. It's not that.

I just wanted to see if we were on the same page, you know?

You should've said so!

I can give you a reading.

Would you like that?

-Yes? -Yes.

But you can't tell the other girls any of this.

You're going to start with all that mumbo-jumbo?

None of that is real, girls.

Quit fooling yourselves. All right, quit wasting my time.

You don't believe any of it,

but you love it, because you've never missed a reading.

-Hm. -Let's go, Squad.

Mariana's about to start.

I asked for a private reading.

No, Betty.

We're all always present for these readings.

We are a squad. It's the rules.

Get used to it.

We're your friends, and you can't get rid of us.

Or deprive us of information.

It's like denying candy to a child.

I wouldn't be so mean.

Hello! I need to concentrate, so let's all calm down.

Okay, Betty this is a reading on your near future.

Choose three cards.

Go on, Betty.

The Lovers?

The Chariot.

Oh damn!

Oh my God, Betty.

The Lovers. Your love is very close to you,

and you know who it is.

Yes!

-Must be Nicolas. -How sweet!

And here you've got the Chariot.

This is something imminent and triumphant that's about to happen.

And lastly, the Sun, Betty.

This man isn't just coming into your life to make it brighter,

but to turn it on with passion!

This is intense, Betty.

In fact, I'd dare say...

Well, not me, but the cards are saying

that you'll soon be in for a night of lovemaking.

A night of lovemaking.

Love! I'm so jealous.

The things one hears.

Check you out, Betty. Who'd have thought?

Thanks for the reading, Mariana, but I don't think the cards are right.

That's not going to happen.

No. Why not?

Of course it can happen when a boyfriend loves his girlfriend.

-Of course. -Unless the two of you...

Unless Betty's...

Betty, are you a virgin?

I'm not going to answer that.

-No. -So you two have never...

All right, that's enough. What's wrong with all of you?

That's not something you ask.

Betty, don't bother to answer them.

It's nobody's business.

Of course you ask that!

Who's still a virgin at this stage of the game?

That's out of style.

Let she who is still a virgin cast the first stone.

Let's go, Betty. Break time is over.

-No, no. -Let's go.

These girls are going to start talking about sex.

I'd like to give Betty some pointers.

It's one of my specialties.

-Why are you taking her away? -She's a virgin...

It's so obvious she's never held a man's underwear.

For what? To wash it.

Oh, that reminds me. I have something to do.

I'll see you soon.

Bye.

Take it easy.

You're no amateur.

You're the best seducer in all Manhattan, okay?

When you set your sights on something, you achieve it.

But I forget everything when I'm with Betty.

What's wrong with me? I don't recognize myself.

All right.

-Very good. -What do I do?

Know what the key to winning someone over is?

What is it?

Not showing much interest.

You know Betty likes you. Capitalize on that.

I was with Betty right there. We were both sitting.

I slightly approached her and she hit me in the face.

It was an accident, but I can't do it.

I can't.

Okay, look. Nobody said it would be easy.

This operation requires the best of the best.

Ugly chicks are dangerous, inhospitable terrain,

but it's land the both of us will discover.

-The both of us! -Let's not lie to ourselves.

Neither of us has ever gone out with a specimen like Betty.

No.

Come. Stand up.

What?

Stand up. Relax.

Go back to being the same old Armando.

Yes.

The same handsome, charming, daring man.

-Okay. -Yes?

Let me see a seductive smile.

-Seductive? -Yes.

Give me a break.

-What? -Okay, let's try this.

You have to believe that Betty's someone who deserves to be wooed.

Look at her.

Picture her like a beauty, like a goddess,

like your biggest temptation.

No, don't look at her for that. Use your imagination.

Um... Come on.

Let's watch the model casting. That'll help you.

A night of lovemaking.

Can you believe Beatriz is going to have a night of lovemaking?

Obviously not! More like a horror show!

What man, unless he's a fan of freak shows,

would want to sleep with that troll?

I know!

Sleeping on a bed of nails like a fakir is more pleasurable.

I don't get it. What's a fakir?

It doesn't matter.

-Hi. -Hi.

What are you talking about? What did I miss?

Oh, nothing.

-Tell him, Marce. -No.

-Tell me. What's going on? -I'll tell you.

We're talking about your mustachioed assistant.

All those pathetic girls read her her fortune,

which was that she was going to have a night of lovemaking.

Oh.

Can you imagine?

If it were true, the man deserves a Guinness World Record

for sleeping with the most hideous woman in the world, don't you think?