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Life after you.

The portrait is beautiful, but not so much the surprises that come with it.

It captures you all very nicely.

What?

Sorry, I haven't introduced myself.

My name is Jenny.

Jenny Quetzal.

Ernesto's leader and partner.

His partner?

His guide.

I don't know what it is you're trying to do here,

but don't think for a moment that my father is alone.

No, I know that. He's not alone.

Now, he has me.

And let me tell you one thing:

the house might suggest otherwise, but there's no money here.

You still don't get it. Money isn't everything.

Elena was right. We have to watch out for your cult's aspirations.

We're not a cult.

We are the future.

You can see it here. It's all laid out.

Look at it.

Maybe it was your mom who decided we'd all be together, Paulina.

I wouldn't want to interfere with that.

This was her last wish.

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The nerve of that woman.

She says my mom requested all those changes, so I have no say in it.

Then she goes all crazy on me, saying how she's an artist.

But between seeing Diego there and that damn blue cloak,

I just can't understand how Mom became clairvoyant

on her deathbed.

Don't you think this isn't the right time for that?

Paulina, considering the will is in flux,

and all the red tape regarding the insurance claim,

I think it's going to be very hard to get the flower shop back.

So, I've decided to go back to Madrid,

and work on the Infanta case I told you about.

Maybe what we need is for me to be stable over there,

so I can be your anchor, a support for your life.

So... are you breaking up with me?

Paulina, please.

Paulina! Enough! Stop it!

Stop!

As long as I'm here, you'll keep postponing your return.

-No! -Yes, you will.

No. Look at me.

Please, take your hand out of there.

Paulina I mean it. All right, then.

No...

Please, don't.

I know it's painful for you to see Diego in the portrait,

but you haven't said anything about me being in it.

In the end, your mom accepted me.

You see?

Maybe she wasn't as bad as you thought.

Ready, Freddy?

Oh, Cacas.

Why don't couples break up when they should?

-Is this all? -Yeah.

Sure you're not leaving anything behind?

Maybe some dignity.

Lupito...

Lupito!

Thank you.

Come here, little dove. Break bread with us. Come.

-What's in it? -Meat.

Given to us by Pachamama, Mother Earth.

That bunny was tasty.

Lupito!

They ate her bunny, Dad. Her magic bunny!

One of the beliefs of the Flock is that they can take what they need to survive.

I guess they needed a bunny.

Who are all these people?

Joining a cult and bringing one home are very different things.

They're not in the house. They meditate in the garden.

I'll ask them to apologize.

An apology won't be enough. Micaela is devastated, Dad.

Loss is a part of life. It's time Micaela learned that.

What are you talking about?

Her mom hanged herself! And then she went through my mom's death.

Are you crazy, or what? What's the matter with you?

Blessed Lord.

Think of me, when you suffer

And when you cry as well

Think of me

Whenever you want To take away my life

I don't want it, not at all

I have no use for it without you

I'm sorry I can't make you reappear, Lupito.

Would you like to talk to Chuy?

I can go get your rat, Purificación.

Maybe we could go get a new bunny for your tricks.

Magic is dead. It died with Lupito.

The Flock could really take off in a place like this.

Don't you agree?

I hope yesterday's incident won't compromise that, 64.

What's mine is yours, and the Flock's.

-I spoke with my daughter. -You did?

In the end, she understood that the bunny transcended.

That's right. That is correct.

You're almost ready for your ascension ceremony.

Yes.

Earlier, you mentioned something about some money coming in.

-What was it? -My wife's insurance.

Whose?

My wife's... I mean, my ex-wife's.

-I see. -Listen.

That money isn't mine to spend. It belongs to my children.

It's always like that.

That money is a symbol of your commitment to change.

Don't you see that?

Keep up your work.

You're doing great, Cacas.

I have many special plans for you.

She's asleep.

There we go.

Yeah.

We'll look after her.

It's so peaceful when she's asleep.

Julia?

No, Julián.

But I didn't have time to finish sewing it.

I ran out of thread. That's what happened.

Between the baby and the stress, I didn't have time to buy more.

I didn't know you sewed.

There's a lot you don't know about me.

I know enough.

Yes.

-Yeah, you got it. -Excuse me.

That's fine, double rate. Thank you.

-I found you a nanny. -No.

I'll pay for it, it's fine.

-No. -Yeah.

I don't want a nanny. No.

What I want is a weekend where I can sleep all night uninterrupted.

I want to put on a blouse and have it stay clean all day.

I want to know my baby is safe, so that's why you're taking her.

Don't worry. There's enough milk in the bag.

Just refrigerate it, sterilize her bottles, you know?

It's easy to take care of her, almost too easy.

Julián,

just be careful, she's really slippery.

Any questions? No? All right, bye!

-Do you know how to change her? -Of course I do.

What a relief.

It's a shame, but goodbye I'm saying goodbye to you

Yes, as I was saying... Can you please hold?

Cut that out!

That's why no one comes.

This isn't going to work.

Sorry, as I was saying, I checked this morning,

and the funds haven't been transferred yet.

Can you tell me which account?

No, it's fine.

If my mom decided it should go to my dad's account,

that's fine.

Thank you very much.

Why are you two just sitting there?

Should I get you a drink as well?

Lazy waiters, boring numbers. That's why this isn't working.

How does this work?

Relax, don't worry.

We'll look it up. There are plenty of videos.

Do you think she thinks about stuff?

She's human. Of course she thinks.

But does she think stuff about me?

What do you think about him?

I think she likes you. Look, she's even smiling.

She has my mom's eyes.

It's your phone.

-No, it's just Paulina. -Answer.

She probably wants an emergency meeting about some crisis.

-You know how she is. -Answer it.

-No, I don't feel like it. -Answer.

Just answer it.

Good.

Hello?

So, they finally paid out the insurance money.

Yay, insurance!

But they transferred it to Dad's account.

Oh, no!

He'll give it all to that Jessica chick from the cult.

Have either of you talked to Dad?

He might tell me the truth.

Go for it, Julián.

Talk to him and make sure the money doesn't end up

in that woman's pocket.

Don't forget, we need ideas to bring in more customers.

It seems like everyone forgot about us.

I've got it.

I've been listening to these amazing Christian rock bands.

Maybe we could host a concert or a festival.

You're Catholic, Elena.

Anyway.

I know! What about karaoke nights?

-Come on, Elena. Paulina has better ideas. -Pot calling the kettle black.

Look, if you're going to judge me, I might as well go to church.

You suck.

Goodbye, beautiful.

I do have an idea.

Really, Juli? Pray tell.

Some bars hire escorts from the Syndicate,

and we charge more for the drinks that clients buy us.

We could do that here.

Gross.

You can do what you want, but don't bring it here--

It's a win-win situation!

We get a percentage of the drinks. But the house keeps way more.

How much more?

I don't know, a shitload.

Always so crass.

I can give you Marilú's number.

Talk it over with her, but this is a good plan.

Father, it's been two days since my last confession.

Elena? If we get caught here...

God won't let that happen.

Dear Lord.

That's why I'm here.

We can't stay away from each other, no matter how much we try.

So, here's my confession.

I confess that I'm in love.

You have to resign from the church.

I miss you, I need you.

Elena...

Elena.

You ask too much of me.

I feel strongly abut you too, but...

I don't know if it's stronger than what I feel for God.

All right, think about it. I'll be right here.

Go with God...

you little minx.

I'll introduce you to her

She who sleeps in your bed

She who is a proper lady

She who never asks for anything

She who likes the best

I'll introduce you to her

This isn't working.

The place is empty, we're losing money.

Julián told me you want to bring in some escorts?

Why? I think it's a terrible idea.

It wasn't my idea, Diego.

And if you're not going to help, keep your opinions to yourself.

And all for ambition

I know she is so pretty

If you're doing this for your mom,

you should know she didn't want the flower shop back.

Is that right?

How would you know?

She thought the flower shop hurt all of you.

Oh, right.

It made you care about status and expectations.

She wanted you to be free of all that.

When she sold it, she asked Chiquis not to sell it back to you.

I can't tell you what to do, but please think about it.

I'd be so grateful, dear Diego,

if you didn't tell me what I should do,

despite how wise you look with that nice silver hair.

If you don't mind, I'd rather watch the show alone.

That's easy enough. The place is empty.

Stupid onion-head.

Esperanza and I missed you so much, José.

Really?

I think we should commission

a portrait of us, like this one.

You, me, Bruno and Esperanza.

-No. -No?

Thank you, but no.

Thanks dear, but no.

Having a portrait made of us touching our tits?

Puri, please. No. The portrait isn't the issue.

Then what is?

I thought that...

going back to Mexico would help Paulina

reconnect with her roots and her family, and...

and maybe cope with her grief.

You see, she hasn't been well ever since Virginia's funeral.

No, she has somehow become obsessed

with raising an absurd amount of money

in order to buy the flower shop that her mother sold.

That's crazy.

I don't know what to do.

I don't know.

I just...

Look how upset I'm getting. It's the hormones...

I don't want to talk about this. Everything is fine.

I'll wear my hair down

And be true to myself

I'm sorry to butt in, but it needs more energy.

-Yeah, it lacks magic. -All right, that's enough.

This is a private rehearsal. Please go.

-Sorry. -Jeez... okay.

Come here, Mica.

-We can't rehearse here. -Bruno!

Sorry, I was on my mobile looking up some references.

I think we should do something a little more modern.

-More contemporary. -Yeah, like reggaeton.

I'm not twerking.

Let's do the Gloria Trevi song, just with more energy.

-Yeah, come on. -Let's do it.

You can do this, Mica.

Chiquis!

Hello, Pau.

Paulina de la Mora.

I haven't laid eyes on you in a while.

In your case, Chiquis, it's been a lifetime.

I see my sister did a great job here.

Yes, thank you.

How can we help you?

You can tell me the truth for once, Chiquis.

Did my mother tell you not to sell us the flower shop?

What? Why would she do something like that?

Virginia loved her flower shop. She only sold it because--

All right, Chiquis, I know.

Do you swear?

I swear on my Grandma Tatis up in heaven.

I see you have a special tank for your puffer fish.

Yeah.

You'll sell that specimen in no time.

Thanks.

Alejo, are you busy?

I need to distract myself.

She just doesn't understand what I'm going through.

Seriously.

It's like a lump in my throat that I can't get rid of.

This might help.

Only if you want to, but it might do the trick.

It's hard to understand people when you're not in their shoes.

That's why Virginia and I hit it off,

because we spared each other the crap people without cancer say.

"Everything will be fine. You can do it." Screw them.

So, are you going back to Spain?

I can't.

I have to get the flower shop back somehow.

I can't wait for Mom's will to finally be settled.

I won't let my mom's flower shop become a stupid fishery.

You mean aquarium?

Yes, that!

-You know what I meant. -Yeah.

You knew my mom.

You know she loved nothing more than her House of Flowers.

She loved you guys more.

She never talked about the shop.

Only about you three.

But it does sound important.

Of course.

I can't let Diego keep spreading those horrid lies.

I makes me so mad!

You have too many feelings bottled up.

Let them out.

Just let it all out. You can't keep it in.

Think about what you want more than anything else.

I want Diego to go to jail.

I can't hear you.

I want Diego to go to jail.

Come on.

Now, yell it out.

I want Diego to go to jail!

Louder!

I want Diego to rot in jail!

Show some respect. This is a cemetery.

I think she understands me.

She laughs at my jokes.

And then she blows bubbles, as if telling her own joke.

Look at you now. He couldn't even hold her at first.

What? What happened?

-What did you do? -What is it? We're fine. We're all fine.

Anyway, it's like I'm in tune with her every need.

Speaking of which, Uganda needs a diaper change.

A diaper change?

And her name is Namibia.

Sorry. Wrong African country.

Why does everyone say that?

What does Africa have to do with anything? I'll take her.

Come with me.

I'll get you changed.

-Can you handle it? -Yeah, come on.

Isn't he a little sensitive?

Fatherhood changes people.

How would you know?

It was the same with my sister. She's a vegan now.

You don't know until you go through it. We can't sleep. She keeps crying.

-It would be different if she were mine. -Sure.

I can't handle cassocks. They have an effect on me.

I'll take it off if you want.

No, they turn me on.

-No. -That's better.

Why didn't you want to be my boyfriend?

Why do you ask?

I just don't get it.

Why don't men want to make a commitment?

Why don't they want anything serious with me?

They don't want to marry me or have kids, so is it me?

No, Elena.

Back then, I wasn't ready for a relationship.

But a lot has changed since then.

I mean...

Do you think it would have worked out if we'd met at a different time?

I think it's too late to find out.

Wait, I didn't feel anything.

-Neither did I. -That's strange.

I think I know why.

I'm in love.

I'm in love!

With me?

I didn't want you to find out like this, but...

I'm dating Chiquis.

What?

I'll wear my hair down

And be true to myself

I'll forget all my hang-ups

I'll never be afraid

-Stop the music. -What do you think?

Can't I just sing?

Mica, we don't have time.

I think we should stick with the routine we agreed on.

I don't like to dance.

-She's probably stressed. -Yeah.

Yeah, a little bit.

My mom was the dancer, I already told you.

I think we should take a break

and pick this up later.

-Let's go get a soda. -Come on.

Just picture yourself dancing in front of so many people.

You'll be right there in front of the cameras.

Dude, we're giving her too much leeway.

-She's just nervous. It's normal. -Okay.

But you want her to win, right?

Of course I do! What are you on about?

You might have another favorite.

Rosita is really good, huh?

What are you on about? Micaela's going to win.

Namibia... Look at your pacifier!

By the way...

Do you think when she's older, she'll be okay with me having a boyfriend?

Boyfriend?

So, when she's older we'll still only be dating?

I only ask because...

Do you think it will affect her that Lucía and I aren't together?

Those kids sometimes grow up to become school shooters.

It scares me.

But that won't happen, Namibia.

Because your daddy will always be there for you. Yes, I will.

You're so cute, Namibia. Yes, you are.

Lucía is coming soon.

Time just flew by, huh?

Not really.

I could spend another month with her.

Another month?

Maybe just a week.

Look at her.

I'll take her.

What's wrong?

Who is this cutie?

So, what do you think?

Your cabaret is pretty far away, but I think we can make it work.

That's great, Marilú. We're all family here.

No family. This is a business.

No, you're right.

And, I wanted to discuss something else.

Just between us girls.

I was thinking we could build a few rooms here.

That's not what Pepedu told me.

Well, Pepedu doesn't know.

But, would you be interested?

I like to minimize risk.

You'd rent out the rooms and we keep our full payment.

So how risky is it?

If they catch you, you'd go to jail for pimping.

What about you guys?

Nothing, they'll take our statements.

But you know the saying, "It's not illegal unless you get caught."

What's this?

You were right, Diego.

The flower shop is gone,

but we need to find a way to save this business before it goes bankrupt.

EMPLOYMENT CONTRACT

You're hiring escorts?

Just me.

Diego, this is just me. You only sign the contracts.

This will get us in trouble with the impersonators.

It's too risky. I don't know.

But, why?

It's well within the legal limits allowed for a cabaret.

Dancing, talking, drinking. That's all this is.

You bought this place for the family, right?

Well, this is necessary.

Don't you trust me?

We ask that all of you read the contract carefully.

If you agree with the terms, please sign at the bottom.

You must be Pepedu's husband.

He told me you were very handsome.

Pepedu? I don't know who that is.

We should give a round of applause to Diego,

for everything he's doing to save the cabaret.

My God, what are you doing here, Simon?

I talked to Father Miguel.

I resigned from the church.

I'm ready to be a humble sinner.

Blessed God in heaven!

Kiss me.

No...

Paulina, this isn't a good time.

Elena,

how much would it cost to build...

three small rooms?

I don't know. I need more context.

-Drop by the cabaret tomorrow. -Hold on.

But don't tell anyone.

Don't stop. Keep going!

Let it go to voicemail next time!

That's disgusting.

She's so gross.

What is this?

We all have our limits.

God!

And the Flock have reached theirs.

Delia?

Delia?

Delia!

Get ready, smurfs. Your time has come.

Dad!