All language subtitles for Date.My.Dad.S01E06_English

Mm!

Mm!

I'm not staying.

Do you have any more
cream cheese for this bagel?

Todd, just sit down.

Oh, thank you.

You know what the Japanese say,

"It's better to eat a stone
sitting down

than a glazed cronut
standing up."

Then why were you
doing it?

I'm not Japanese.

I am, however,

part Comanche,
on my stepfather's side.

I wonder if I could get
a casino license

for the mancave?

Not a chance.

It'd never get past
the health inspector.

Gigi, literally,

what are you doing?

This is brunch,
not tech lab.

You know what,

this is not
going to work.

I'll just go ex tempora.

There she goes,

showing off her French again.

Latin, Dad.

It means "off the cuff."

[clears throat]

Family unit, huge announcement!

I had a PowerPoint
prepared,

but this projector
lacks the lumens

for adequate
daylight refraction.

What is it?

Go on,
tell us.

I, Gigi Cooper,

have been accepted
into the Edison Academy.

Mic drop!

Um... it's one of the most
prestigious magnet programs

in the country?

Uh, kinda weird

to go to a school
just to study magnets,

but congrats.

Well, that's incredible, Gigi.

I mean, but do you really want
to switch schools?

No, Dad,
it's an after-school program.

I didn't want
to bother you

with the paperwork,

so I just applied myself.

Like I always do.

Really impressive, Gigi.

How does such a giant brain live
in such a tiny body?

Yeah, with you,
it's the other way around.

Just because I'm not Japanese

doesn't mean
I don't have feelings.

[footsteps approach]

What in the world is that?

Oh, this?

It's a, uh, it's a bagel
with cream cheese.

Cream cheese?

[sighs]

Where are the empanadas
and chilaquiles?

Rosa, Gigi has big news.

Amazing.

Wait till you hear!

I have never seen
a whiter brunch.

Do you need more milk to go
with that egg-white omelet?

I do!
Did you bring some?

Forget I asked.

Rosa, calm down.

Have a seat, and let Gigi
tell you her news.

Oh, no,
I couldn't possibly.

I-- There's no way
that I can eat this food.

It's far too bland.

Darling, Gigi,

you can tell me your news
later, right?

Adios.

The food's really
too white for her?

No.

We are.

* Aah, aah, aah
Can I get a witness? *

* Wow! *

* I'm feelin' all right *

* Just like I should
should, should *

* Best day of my life *

* It feels so good
good, good *

* I'd bottle up this feeling
if I could *

* Oh yeah! *

Okay, um...

Left. My left.
Your right

My right.

Ready?
[classical waltz playing]

[***]

Ow-- Dad!

I'm sorry,
Mirabel.

You know, being a pitcher,

footwork was never
my strong suit.

You know, I once
stole a base,

and I was so slow,
they asked for it back.

Ba-dum-bum.

[imitates cymbal smash]
Thank you, Elisa.

I'm glad someone appreciates
my, uh, razor-sharp wit.

See, Mirabel,
if you were doing a comedy show,

I could help you with that.

If I was doing ballet,
I'd be absolutely fine,

but I've never had to do

any of this
"Dancing With the Stars" stuff.

No, you'll be fine.

You're a natural,
you always have been.

Why don't you just tell Liam

you can't do
his dumb dance class?

Say you've got homework.

You're right.

He'd never believe that.

[doorbell rings]

Ah!

You should be dancing, Ricky.

Pardon me.
To the left, please.

* I hit the dough
I hit the flow *

* Got the cool moves *

* All the people say
watch me walk *

* Ain't no time to talk *

* Ah! *

* Ah! *

* Ah! *

* Oh! *

* Ah! *

[grunts]

[Alan panting breathlessly]

Okay, now you're just
making it weird.

We're...
making it weird?

What exactly are you
doing here, Alan?

You said something
to Stephanie

about Mirabel needing practice
for her boyfriend's dance class?

And you were eavesdropping.

No, I was just being
a good employee.

Might as well
let him do his thing, Dad.

It can't go any worse.

Whew, and with that
rousing endorsement...

May I?

I...

I guess?

Yes!

Boom!

Check this out.

[***]

* Fire in the disco *

* But there's no need
to shout... *

* The girl's got a frisco

* Of that
there ain't no doubt... *

Okay. All right.

* The club's overflowing...

A little bit of this.

A little bit
of this...

Oh, I'm sorry,
I've got a rope in my hand,

gonna lasso you down.

Gonna bring you in.

Ooh, a little bit
of T-bone steak.

Maybe a Rib eye.

* Fire in the disco... *

Shoulders, shoulders.

Bump and bump. Eyes.

* The girl's got a frisco...

Yes!

* Of that
there ain't no doubt... *

Get outta my face...

* The roof's on fire *

* The roof, the roof
the roof's on fire... *

* Unh! *

Oh... Ha!

And now I'm a tiger!

[snarling]

Hey there.

Hey! Hi!
Hey, Rosa.

I was just
wanting to tell you

that I think

if anyone is going
to teach Mirabel to dance,

it should be me.

No, no, no, it...
it's okay, Abuela.

I'm fine
with Alan and...

and Dad.

Oh, well, I mean,
who wouldn't be?

But let me just try
something for a minute?

Sure-- Yes!
It's gonna be great.

Five, six,
seven, eight,

and one, two,
cha-cha-cha...

[salsa music playing]

One, two
cha-cha-cha--

No-- [laughs]

This is salsa dancing,
not kickboxing, darling.

Good one, Abuela.

Okay, here,
let me help you.

And... five, six,
seven, eight.

[***]

Cha-cha-cha.

Nicely done.

You got those moves,
Miss Rosa.

Like that one.

[***]

Cha-cha-cha...

Uh, Abuela,
can we take a five?

Oh, you're
giving up so soon?

Clearly, you don't
have my stamina.

Not many people do.

I'm gonna go get Gigi
at Little Einsteins.

I think you've
got this covered.

-No, no, no, no, no, no.
-You're doing great.

[***]

Darling, you just
have to work at it.

One, two,
cha-cha-cha.

One, two.
Cha-cha-cha.

So?

How was your first day
with the Little Einsteins?

Dad, they're not
"Little Einsteins."

That was a series
of educational videos

we watched
when we were five.

Well, two in my case.

I stand corrected.

But to answer
your question,

it was a-ma-zing.

There was this boy

who memorized pi
to 3,000 digits!

And another girl
who can do a Rubik's cube

behind her back,

in ten seconds!

You're finally
with your people.

I know.
It's like Nerd-vana.

I can't wait
to tell my friends.

Yeah, maybe don't use
the word "Nerd-vana."

But, Abuela,

what do you mean
we need to me more Latina?

I mean, hija,

that gringo brunch
on Saturday scared me.

I mean,
with me not living here,

and your mother gone,

everyone is forgetting
their roots.

Okay, but you have to realize

this stuff comes
more naturally to us.

Dad's kinda
as gringo as they get.

You've got that right.

Leave him to me.

Time to pump up
the Latino!

I can't believe
you get to leave early

to go to that
Dork Academy.

Yeah,
you're so lucky.

You guys,
they're not dorks,

they're just smart kids
who enjoy...

advanced coding
and French literature.

They're really nice.

But they're
smarter than us.

That's not what I'm saying.

I'm only missing Garden,

and Miss Jessica said

I can do her botanical
experiments at home.

Oh, is the soil
in your backyard

as brown
as your nose?

[giggles]

I have a text
on celestial movement on hold.

I've gotta go.

[taunting together]:
See ya, Dorky!

Mirabel?

Mirabel?

Girls?

[shouting in triumph]
Yes!

Everybody's gone!

Oh, I missed the girls?

Oh well, you'll do.

Um... thanks?

Listen, to celebrate Gigi
getting into the Genius Academy,

I am inviting everyone
to Bingo Night,

tonight.

Bingo Night?

Yeah.
Invite everybody.

That's really a thing?

I thought it was
more like a euphemism

for one of your wild nights
out on the town.

Of course, it's a thing,

at the Senior's Center,

and you're going to love it.

Do I need an AARP card
to get in?

[sighs]

I'm kidding, I'm kidding.

That's nice idea, Rosa.

You know, I could invite Todd.

Stephanie and Alan
could come.

It'll be a party.

I think it should be
just family.

Have it your way.

I usually do.

And it's a respectable
place, Ricky,

so wear something nice.

[***]

Um, Dad?

You sure this is
the right place?

It's where
Rosa said to go.

I don't see
any bingo in evidence.

Oh, it's the right
place, all right.

Check out Bad Grandma.

Mm...

[giggles]

It's been too long, kid.

You know, I think about you
all of the time.

Well now,
how would I know that?

Oh, I don't know.

Maybe my steady stream
of letters,

cards, emails?

I must have pressed "delete".

Rosa...

I made a mistake.

I've begged for forgiveness,

and I usually don't do begging.

And I don't usually
get cheated on.

[giggles]

Abuela!

Oh, there's my family.

Come and meet them.

Oh, I'm so glad
you're here.

I want you to meet
my good friend, Armand.

Good evening.

It's nice to see you again.

Oh, I forgot
that you met--

We met when Ricky
was pitching.

Armand,

these are my beautiful
granddaughters.

Mirabel, Elisa,

and Gigi.

Gigi, you must be
the guest of honor.

I am.

I have
a test for you,

one that only the greatest
minds can solve.

Try me.

"I'm the beginning of eternity
and the end of time and space.

What am I?"

The letter "e."

[laughs]

She is a genius.

And the Riddler is my favorite
Batman villain, too.

Busted.

Abuela...

is there bingo here?

Uh, not really, darling.

[quietly] But I bet
some people get lucky.

Mirabel...

Uh, Rosa, Gigi was
really looking forward

to playing some Bingo.

Oh.

Well, we don't need bingo
to have a good time.

And Ricky,

that lovely Latina lady
at the bar,

I think she knows you.

Excuse me.

Uh... I-I'm sorry, do I...

know you?

You do now.

I'm Sofia.

And you're Ricky Cooper,
Rosa's son-in-law,

the baseball superstar.

Uh, former
baseball superstar--

player.

Um, I don't know
about the superstar part.

Yeah, I own a gym now--

Shh!

Don't speak.

Just stand there
and look pretty.

Who's Dad talking to?

Oh, I think your dad's
found a new friend.

Or maybe you found him
a new friend.

Be right back.

Sofia.

Armand...

You look as lovely
in that dress

as you did
on Cinco de Mayo.

[chuckles]
How do you remember that?

I never forget
a beautiful lady

in a beautiful dress.

Would you forgive me

if I, uh, steal Ricky
for a minute?

This was supposed to be
a nice night for Gigi,

not Rosa setting me up
with Miss Venezuela!

She's killing two birds.

She's giving a nice party
for Gigi,

and she's trying to find you
a nice Latina girl.

I know how she thinks.

So do I,

and I'm going to tell her,

and Sofia,

that this isn't happening.

You can try,

but she's got two on deck.

[sighing]

Okay, okay, I'm sorry
to disappoint Rosa

and all the Sofias--

and Todd--

but I'm leaving,
I'm gonna go get the girls.

Wait, wait,
you can't do that.

She's not going
to let that happen.

She's gone
to too much trouble

to find you Senora Right.

[sighing]

Okay.
Okay, so what do we do?

I'll distract her.

You take the kids,

I'll make your amends.

I'll tell her that, uh, Gigi had
one Shirley Temple too many.

That's a solid game plan.

I owe you one, Armand.

Yeah, well,
I have an ulterior motive.

I need a favor.

You get me outta this?

Anything.

Give me a 10-second lead.

[***]

They're so cute.

[whispering]
Hey, hey!

Come on, girls,
we're outta here.

-What?
-We just got here.

I'm sorry, Gigi.

We'll celebrate
tomorrow night, okay?

Bowling!

I promise.

What about Abuela?

Oh, she'll understand.

Let's go this way,
out the back door.

Hey, Mirabel.

Gigi.

Whatcha doin'?

Just some
extra homework.

Since I finished all
my regular homework last night.

Seriously?

At 7:00 a.m.?

"Early to bed
and early to rise

makes a girl healthy,
wealthy, and wise."

B. Franklin.

I changed "man" to "girl."

Well, take a break, wise girl.

I got you something.

Really? You did?

Yeah.

Just a little gift

for being gifted.

Look at you
with your wordplay.

Whoa!

Your bedazzled phone?

It's actually
my old phone.

I just got a new one,

and I thought
that this might help you

keep track of your new life.

I mean,
with the whole entire

Edison Academy thing,

you're gonna make
twice as many friends now.

Friends.

Right.

What?

You don't like it?

You could always...
unbedazzle it.

No, that's not it.

So, what is it?

Gigi, you seem upset.

I'm really not.

Thanks, Mirabel.

Go on, add your first contact.

I don't know who to put.

Well, your besties, obvi.

Who are your best friends?

Like those girls that
you always hang out with,

Evie and...

Maya.

I'll... do this later.

Thanks.

Anything for my brill sis.

[sighs sadly]

Rosa, the upside
of not living here

is that you don't have
to slave in our kitchen.

I am perfectly willing
and able to make breakfast.

You mean
your Frosted Mini-Whites?

[chuckles] I don't think so.

Hola, Abuela.

Hola.

More Spanish?

Wait, do you have a test
or something?

No, I just...

enjoy speaking

the language
of my ancestors.

Uh, Ricky,

your daughter and I need
to have a conversation.

-We do?
-So have a conversation.

A woman-to-woman
conversation.

She's getting very close
to being a teenager,

and she's going through
a lot of changes,

you know what I mean--

Alrighty, then!

I think I'll go take out
the trash bins.

It's only
Wednesday, Dad.

Whatever.

[sighs]

What woman stuff, Abuela?

Talk to me in a year.

I just needed
to get rid of your dad.

Okay then.

I'm guessing this is about
Operation Pump Up the Latino?

Yes.

And your father
just doesn't get it.

All right, I'll try,

but I'm not sure
how much more I can do.

Well, be creative.

And eat your huevos rancheros.

Um... Abuela?

I don't actually like
huevos rancheros.

Fake it.

Did you see
Sally's shoes?

They're, like,
so last year.

[giggling]

I don't even know
how she can wear those.

[girls giggling]

Gigi...

After the Revolution,

can you tell me
what the newly formed states

called themselves?

[sassily] Yeah.

You mean like, New York,

New Mexico,

New Rochelle?

They all just put, like, "new"
in their names, right?

Gigi, are you trying
to be funny,

or do you want
to try that again?

[laughs]

I don't know, do you?

[students giggling]

I need you to go
to the principal's office

right now.

Oh, my gosh.
That's so bad.

The thing is,
I still love Rosa.

She's all I think about.

Her eyes.

Her hair.

The way she yells
at the telemarketers

that call after 7:00.

Okay, but haven't you two
been down that road before?

It didn't end well,
as I recall.

I mean, I remember
flying plates,

and bilingual obscenities.

She had every right.

I was unfaithful to her.

[knock on door]

Um, Alan,

I'm kind of in the middle
of something here.

What do you need?

Nothing.

I mean, I just
wanted to say...

and I wasn't eavesdropping,
but I do read lips,

because my Aunt Susie
was deaf,

so I do know how to sign...

I just wanted to say

that I have enormous respect
and admiration for Rosa,

and the depth
of your feeling for her

is, well, it's just,
it's super moving.

And she would be loco--
or loca-- or-or-or--

And she would be loco--
or loca-- or-or-or--
My Spanish isn't great,
it's not as good as my signing.

My Spanish isn't great,
it's not as good as my signing.

--if she didn't take you back.

Also, the name Armand
is incredibly sexy.

Okay.

I-I'm sorry about that.

He's just a little, uh...

Enthusiastic?

Yeah.

I got it.

Ricky...

talk to her for me.

Find out if there's
a chance for me

to have some kind of a permanent
relationship with her, huh?

Talk to Rosa.

Yeah, I'll feel her out.

That, uh...

This came out wrong.

Thanks, kid.

You may be the only person
she listens to.

Hmm.

Boom!

[cheering]

The Big Coopowksi
is on his way to another 300.

This beats Bingo Night,
am I right, ladies?

Sí, Ricardo.

I love el....

...bowling?

This is a more
family-friendly venue.

Abuela's choice was
semi-inappropriate for minors.

My turn.

Mirabel?

Mm-hmm?

What are you doing?

You seriously don't expect me
to just put my fingers in there

without degerming first?

[quietly] Oh, no...

[takes a deep breath]

That's not really
how you're supposed to...

do...

[cheering]

...it. Wow.

[sisters cheering and clapping]

Thank you.

I wish Liam had seen that.

Ah, someone send
an emergency text.

[clears throat awkwardly]

I'm gonna get us
some more beverages.

Ricky?

This is random.

Steph!

Well, it's not that random.

I'm a single dad
with three kids.

It would be weird
if you didn't run into me

in a place like this.

[chuckles]

What are you doing here?

Maybe I love bowling.

You know, 30% of people
who go to Disneyland

don't even have kids.

Uh, what's the percentage
of them on dates?

[sighs]

Busted.

I have a weakness

for nice, skinny guys
with glasses.

Okay, so he does own
his own bowling shoes.

[chuckles]
Okay, wait, wait, wait,

but don't tell me,

he's a really sweet guy.

He is.

Honestly,

I've been so stressed out
juggling work and school,

I said yes to the first guy
who swiped right.

Oh, I-I didn't realize
it was that bad.

I mean, do you need fewer hours?

Go part-time?

Would that help?

Thanks, but it-it won't.

I still have to take care
of my mom,

and my little brother.

He's got special needs,

and so I have to work
full-time,

and go to school
full-time,

which is not free.

At all.

[sighing]
Tuition is a killer.

And now
I'm thinking about it

when I should be relaxing.

So, uh...

I'm gonna go.

But, uh...

I'll see ya tomorrow.

See ya.

Oh!

[music blasting]

[***]

Hey, Steph.

What's with the music?

It's like a Pitbull
concert out there.

I assumed you had okay'd it.

Elisa sent me over
a playlist this morning.

She said, "This is for my papi,"

and I just went with it.

She did?

Well, that's news to me.

I figured
it was a marketing strategy.

It wasn't your idea?

No.

Oh, but I think I know
whose it was.

Really? Whose?

A certain Latina mother-in-law,

who I need to call

and give a piece
of my gringo mind.

Who is that?

Oh, uh, that's Thor.

He's new.

Remember?

You said we needed
to take on another trainer

because of the bump
in membership?

Which is part
of the reason

I've been working
overtime lately.

You approved his resume,

you said you didn't need
to interview him,

and that if I liked him,
that was good enough.

We had a whole
conversation.

Yeah, I think
I'd remember

a guy named Thor.

Oh, well, that's not
his actual name.

It's more of a nickname.

I gave it to him,

but he likes it.

His whole family
is Scandinavian.

They're like 6'5",
blond, gorgeous....

His real name is Bjorn.

Bjorn...

Yeah, maybe I remember that.

It's, uh, pronounced "Byuurrn."

It's got an umlaut.

Is it really?

Does he come with subtitles?

No, no, he speaks English.

Joke.

Steph, it's a joke.

Oh.

Right.

Wait, so
what happened

with your weakness
for skinny guys with glasses?

Yeah...

I may be over that.

I'm gonna go see
if he needs help.

You know, with
the vending machines, or...

anything.

Yeah, yeah, you do that.

I.D.

Get her I.D.

I.D.!

Oh, you mean in the drawer?

My mime's a little rusty,

I thought you said
it was in my drawer?

No, "drawers", plural.

Drawers.

I noticed that you bought
some new stuff for the gym.

Socks.

I put it...

in your underwear.

I have the same underwear!
[laughing]

I didn't even realize that.

Put my underwear down, Alan.
Thank you.

Look at that I.D.

She looks adorable
in her photos,

doesn't she?

My I.D.s always end up looking
axe-murdery.

I'm not going to ask
what you're doing.

Good.

Do you mind?

Right.

But I think I know
what you're doing,

and let me just say
what you're doing

is gonna mean
so much to Stephanie,

you have no clue.

Or maybe you do.

You're a good man,
Ricky Cooper.

Do not say anything to her.

You know, I was thinking

about a degree
in cosmetology.

Back to work, Alan.

Sorry, boss.

I sullied the moment.

I was never here.

I'll see you later.

[***]

You ready
to say good-night?

Daddy?

Yeah?

What would you say
if I told you

I'm not really loving
the Edison Academy?

It's just that...

it's a lot of extra work.

And distant,

for you, commute-wise.

Wait, what?

It seemed like that place
was made for you.

I don't mind taking you there
after school.

I'm happy to.

Do I have to do it?

No.

No, I would never force you
to do anything

you didn't want to do.

Gigi?

What aren't you telling me,
sweetie?

I'm not telling you

that I'm losing
all my so-called friends

because of the "Dork Academy,"

so I acted dumb
on purpose,

and I got sent to
the vice principal's office.

Here's the note.

Wow, that's a first.

I mean, Mirabel got so many
of these in Middle School,

I had them bound.

Oh, Daddy,

I feel so ashamed,
and embarrassed,

and low-self-esteem-y.

I don't know what to do.

You know, when I was your age,

I started playing for this
really good club baseball team.

They traveled
all over the state,

sometimes across the country
for these big tournaments.

A bunch of my friends tried out,

but I was the only one
that made the team.

Yeah, I thought
they'd be happy,

but, um...

you know,
they got all jealous and weird,

and, you know, some of them
stopped hanging out with me.

Now, I could have quit,

you know, and maybe I'd still
be friends with them,

but I couldn't do that.

You know why?

'Cause you didn't want to.

Exactly.

Baseball was my passion.

It was everything to me.

Just like pre-astrophysics
is to you.

Now, I'd never want you
to give that up,

and I don't think
you want that, either.

I don't want to quit
the Academy.

Not until that girl shows me

how she does that Rubik's cube
behind the back thing.

There might be
mirrors involved.

[chuckles]

Thanks, Dad.

For a jock,
you're pretty smart.

[laughs]

[warbling playfully together]

Get some sleep.

Okay.

[claps twice]

[salsa music blasting]

[***]

[turns off music]

Rosa, can we talk?

Now is not a good time.

I'm just teaching her
the Cha Cha Cha.

Mirabel, bedtime.

Dance lesson's over.

But I'm just
starting to get this.

Dance means
so much to Liam.

I don't want
to let him down.

Yeah...

I wish his curveball
meant a little more to him.

Your boyfriend got shelled
in the last game.

Besides, you need
your beauty rest, right?

Don't want Liam to see you
with raccoon eyes.

OMG.

I have raccoon eyes?

I'm going to bed,
like, stat.

Thanks, Abuela.

'Night, Dad.

-'Night.
-Night.

[both sighing]

So, talk.

I know about
Operation Latino.

F.Y.I., it's called
Operation Pump Up the Latino,

but go ahead.

Rosa... Rosa, it's one thing
to get all worked up

about the family going
too whitebread, or whatever,

but you can't rope the girls
into your schemes.

Well, Elisa volunteered.

No, you mean
you volunteered her.

I talked to her

after she turned my gym
into the Miami Sound Machine.

Guilty, okay?

Guilty.

But this is
important to me.

You're not just my son-in-law,

you're my son.

That's why I found you

all those beautiful
Latina girls.

I don't know
who you're going to end up with.

[sighs fondly]

Look...

I appreciate that,

and I know what this is about.

This is about Isabella.

But I didn't marry Isabella
because she was Latina.

I married her
because she was Isabella.

I know that.

I'm just worried that
her memory will fade,

and I don't want the color
to go out of this family.

That's never going to happen.

I'll never
let that happen, okay?

Okay.

So, how are things with Armand?

He's a great guy,
the girls love him.

Are you gonna take him back
or what?

Oh, I don't know.

Armand...

He is handsome, and charming,

and a magnificent lover.

Uh, I-I'm good with
the handsome and charming.

[laughs]

You know, Armand is
crazy-stupid-in-love with you.

So if you're not
serious about him,

I think you should let him know.

Okay.

[clattering outside]

What was that?

[Rosa]: I'm going
to check on the girls.

Whoa-- Steph.

What's going on?

Hey, Boss.

Yeah, that was me,

knocking over
the recycling bins...

with my car.

I was never much
of a parallel parker.

In Gym, I was always better
at the uneven bars

than I was
at the parallel bars.

So, why exactly are you
knocking over my trash bins?

Because I couldn't wait
till tomorrow to tell you

that what you did
is, without a doubt,

one of the nicest things
anyone has ever done for me.

Alan blabbed.

No!

I saw it when I logged into
my school account,

and...

Yes, Alan blabbed.

He is so fired.

I don't know
what to say, but...

thank you.

And thank you!

You're welcome,

and you're welcome.

But, um...

But... what?

I can't accept it.

W...Why not?

I have the money.

You don't...

I mean, not right now anyway.

I was taught
never to accept charity,

especially from a friend.

It's not charity.

And don't look at me
as a friend.

You're my employee,

and it's
in my business interest

to have more highly-qualified
people working for me.

You get that degree,
it just makes me look good.

Well, that...
that sounds reasonable,

but I...

I'm still not comfortable.

What would make you
comfortable?

I don't know, I...

I guess if it was a loan.

I've got plenty of school loans.

One more won't kill me.

All right, on the condition

that you don't pay this one back

until you've paid off
the real ones.

The other ones.

Deal.

Uh, do you want, uh,
you know, some coffee, or...

The-the Angels game
is about to come on.

Oh, that sounds fun,

but I...

I have class.

Which is now fully paid for,

so...

thank you so very much.

You're a good boss,
Ricky Cooper.

Bye.

Bye.

Watch those bins.

Yup.

[sighs happily]

Oh, Armand, mi amor.

I am... beyond flattered.

Then you accept?

You make me
the happiest man alive.

My darling, I'm not sure
I'm ready for that.

I just want
to keep on playing

the bingo game of love

until I'm too old
to dance in high heels.

Which will never happen.

But I cannot accept a proposal
from a man I don't trust.

You know what Casanova said?

No, but I bet you do.

"When I grew older,

"the thing that attracted me
more and more to women

was intelligence."

So I'm smart not to trust you.

No, you're smart enough to see
that I want you

and only you.

Oh.

Rosa?

Yes?

Dance with me.

But it's the middle of the day.

It's midnight somewhere.

[laughing]

[***]

[knocks]

Hey, Madame Curie.

Have you ever looked
at Mirabel's hair

under a microscope?

It's mostly product.

I'm not even sure
there's any actual hair.

I believe it.

I pay those bills.

You got a second?

There's something
I want to give you.

[knock on door]

Buenas noches, Abuela.

Oh, nice accent, Elisa.

But, uh, I'm afraid

Operation Pump Up
has been deflated.

[sighing] Phew.

That was a lot of work.

I mean, I didn't mind,

but the whole thing felt
a little forced.

I'm sorry, that's my fault.

I-- Sometimes, I go too far.

Sometimes?

Okay, all the time.

[chuckles]

But it wasn't right for me
to involve you that way.

It's okay, Abuela.

I like speaking Spanish.

It reminds me of Mom.

Aw...

Me too.

Mm, good night,
sweetheart.

Wait!

I wanted to ask
how it's going

with that nice gentleman
from Bingo Night?

Is he going to be
our new grandpa?

Armand?

Oh, he's one charming man,

but it would be rather unfair

for me to limit myself
to just one,

don't you think?

Buenas Noches.

Oh.

I've been giving some
of your mother's jewelry

to your sisters,

and I want you
to have this one.

Her charm bracelet?

She was wearing it
the first time we met.

[chuckles fondly]

I remember, she always wanted me
to put it on her.

There we go.

Anyway...

I want it to be yours,

for owning who you are.

Like your mother
always did,

not letting other people
define you.

You're Gigi,

and that's the only label
you'll ever need.

Thanks, Daddy, so much.

Look!

One of the charms
is a little book,

that's so cool!

I'm going to Insta
this bracelet on my new phone.

#charmed

#grateful

#IloveyouDad.

Hashtag I love you, too.

Can you pass me
my bracelet, love?

Yeah.

I can't believe you still
wear this every day.

Of course.

I feel naked without it.

It reminds me of high school.

Can you...?

Oh, yeah.

The older we get,
the more I want to remember.

Well, you look the same.

I'm the one getting soft.

Boo-ya.

Mirabel is almost
the age we were

when I got this bracelet.

[chuckling ruefully]
Oh-ho-ho...

Mirabel as a teenager?

That's frightening.

Oh, don't worry,

she'll take all
her hormones out on me.

Girls love their daddies.

Well, at least
we have Baby Gigi.

Oh, no,
now, she frightens me.

You know what I caught her
doing this morning?

Doodling prime numbers.

Prime numbers!

[laughing together]

Well, it's a good thing
she has your brain and not mine.

Well...

for a jock,

you're pretty smart.

Huh?

[laughing]

[***]