Original subtitles

Alright.

It's not like I planned the trip.

Relax, okay?

We have them in our pocket.

STOP - RAILWAY CROSSING

The Lord is my shepherd.

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness.

For thou art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff,

they comfort me and guide me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies.

It's my father's funeral, come on. And I'm already late.

Sir, no, I've never broken the law.

For my father's soul,

may God have him in His Glory, help me out.

Okay, hold on a second.

I know a trick, so wait and let's see if it works.

Well, look at you. Lucky man.

Either it already passed, or doesn't run today.

-Awesome! -Yeah.

-Let's go! -Let's go.

I'm sorry, boss.

The train does run today.

MÓNICA ZAVALA DE ANDA JUNE 1995

Uh…

Well, um…

My dad used to say that, um…

that funerals are very dull.

And boring as hell.

And I don't know why

he decided I should… give a speech at his.

But when… when he got obsessed with an idea, well…

…there was no way of getting out.

And well, here I am in front of you.

I mean, in spite of it all, he--

He was a--

Fucking asshole.

You can't even make it to your dad's funeral on time?

This is Mexico! It wasn't my fault that a train passed by--

What the fuck, dude?!

Ow!

Stop now!

Jesus said,

"If anyone slaps you on the cheek, turn to him the other also."

Stop, stop! Ouch!

Luke 10:29. Please, remember.

NETFLIX PRESENTS

One, two, three! Congratulations, kiddos!

Aah!

-You got it, sweetie. -You're gonna crash it!

Great job, Mónica!

I love you!

Come on. Gaby! It's yours! Pass it on! Pass it on!

Yeah! It's yours, Fer!

Goaaal!

-By my children! -This moves the infusion automatically.

-Good job, sweetie! -Thank you daddy!

SCIENCE FAIR

-Whoo! -Yay!

Whee!

Congratulations, very well done.

-We won! We're the best! -Look, mum!

Of course you are! Congratulations!

-We won! -I'm so proud of you!

Bravo! Aww!

-There. -Really?

-Is it right? -Good job, champ.

-Okay, finish. -Doing homework?

-Don't distract the kids honey. -That teacher is gorgeous!

And wonderful!

Two, three!

-Wow! Really? -Hop on, go ahead.

-You'll need leather jackets! -No I want that one.

-Whoa! -Like a gentleman.

-Do you like them? -Your feet-- Camera.

-Whoa! -Yeah.

Honey, we made it!

Yeah, my love.

We really made it.

I love you.

You're playing that thing again? That's enough video games for now!

You've been at it all day!

Don't mess it up! Don't mess it up, Fer!

Well done, Gaby!

Oh…

Oh, Fernando! Why won't you pay attention?

-Can't believe it, what? -Leave me alone, I'm bored.

You're good for nothin'! Go ahead and help your sister!

That's my girl! What are you doing?

I'm just tightening the wiring.

ALL THE PLACES

Okay. Why didn't you put Dad's ashes in a small planter

and next weekend we could just plant it together?

Please get out.

Okay.

Were you able to say goodbye?

Gabo!

This is a fucking museum!

Of San Miguel's middle class, like, during the 80s, am I right?

Make a business out of it.

Sell tickets, dude!

Mm.

Gabo!

Oh, my God!

Is this the same old fridge?

You should've replaced it.

You left the front door open.

So what?

Oh, fuck!

No fuckin' way!

This is so cool, dude.

The lamps are super cool, too.

I'm really impressed.

Do you still sell those?

Are you giving me the cold shoulder?

It wasn't my fault, please.

The flight got delayed.

Airports in Mexico are a piece of shit.

In Singapore, if you don't leave on time, they shoot the pilot, huh?

"No, bro, don't worry about it."

"What matters is that you're here."

"Can I get you a beer?"

"Oh yeah, sis, that'd be nice!"

-Cheers. -When are you leaving?

First thing tomorrow.

So cut it out. Let's make peace for one night.

Tomorrow you can be angry at me again. Deal?

Come on, Gabo.

I hate it when you call me "Gabo."

By the way,

I didn't see Beto at the funeral.

He didn't go.

-Mm? -But he sent flowers.

What about that toaster I sent you?

I never got a thank you and it was a good one.

Yeah.

It lasted a long time, even more than our relationship.

But I couldn't depend on it.

It reminded me of you whenever it failed.

Fucking Beto.

He actually cheated on you with Alicia Plancarte.

Piece of shit.

Sure.

-And you? -What?

How many women have you cheated on lately?

How could I?

I don't have time.

I live at the office.

I didn't even realize my apartment had a balcony for a whole month.

-Don't be a moron. -I really mean it!

I'm snowed in at work.

We have this super important client, and well…

They insist that I have to go back, but…

And you?

Do you still have the shop?

Why ask? You already know I do.

Come on, dude!

Maybe you're doing something different. How should I know?

I bet it's been rough, hasn't it?

At the end was very painful.

Oh, my God. That room, sis.

Huh?

AUTOMATED INFUSER

Check this out.

PING-PONG - 1ST PLACE

JUNIOR PING-PONG TOURNAMENT ENDS

-Next point is match point. -You'll never beat me in ping-pong.

Gabriela!

Gabo! Come here!

What's wrong with you?

What?

What are you--?

You'll wake the entire neighborhood.

I don't care! We're in mourning.

Here.

No. I'm not playing tonight.

-Of course we're playing tonight. -Do you know what time it is?

So? Who cares? Let's bet something and make it interesting.

When you bet, you always lose and never pay up, asshole.

I'll bet my watch.

Pfft.

That thing?

-Yeah. -Pfft. That's just plastic.

-A low-cost knockoff. -This is a limited edition, mm?

So, when was your last match?

Since you left.

Really?

Game on, girl.

Help me.

Ready?

Aaah!

You're bad at this!

I'm just warming up. I'm a little rusty.

I thought everyone played this in China.

Singapore isn't China. Please, get it right.

Now I'm ready. Are you?

Mm-hmm.

The first to score 20 points wins.

Mm-hmm.

-Jeez! -Whoo!

Ready?

Cheers!

Mm-hmm. Hit it.

More tequila.

What's the score?

Oh!

Cheers, sis.

Wait! That was out, dude! Hey!

-Aah! -Whoo!

-Oh! -Yeah!

Cheers! Bring it.

Aaah!

INCOMING CALL

Okay, take a breath!

Ready?

Yeah!

-Ooh… -Cheers to you!

Whoo!

Aah!

Aaah!

-Argh. -We're out of balls.

Ouch!

No fuckin' way!

Oh my God, Gabo!

-What are you doing? -Look.

Ooh…

Do you remember this box?

Jeez, let me see.

-No! No! -Do you wanna…?

-Open it, open it! -Oh.

Dude… Open it, open it.

Yeah.

-Ooh. -Mm.

-Check this out. -Wow!

That's amazing.

-Come on! -The rules.

"Rules of the game."

"Rule number one."

"The Medina siblings are bound to go on an adventure

when they are both 18 years old."

Ooh!

-Pfft. -We passed that deadline a little, sis.

-Well you just a bit more than me. -Hey dude!

-Just saying. -"Rule number two."

-Mm-hmm. -"The adventure will start

at San Miguel de Allende's Historical Downtown…

-Okay. -…and will be considered as concluded

only when both participants have reached Acapulco

and peed in the ocean for the first time."

-Disgusting! -Ooh. What?

It's just a symbolic act. Come on, dude!

I mentioned Veracruz

because it's way closer, but you, man…

Hey, Acapulco is nice too.

Oh, just because of Luis Miguel.

Well yeah, just because of Luismi's videos and because…

I don't know, all the telenovelas took place there, right?

-Mm. Look at that. -Oh, wow…

-Aww… -Man, when did we make this, Gabo?

It was before mom's death.

Hmm.

Mm-hmm.

It looks pretty pro, right?

Hmm. Of course, I made it.

Yeah, right?

"Rule number three."

"During the adventure, participants will be obligated

to take turns doing whatever the other wants."

-"No exceptions." -Mm-hmm.

"The first turn will correspond to the younger participant of this contract."

Yeah, you totally wrote that.

Ooh.

"The only obstacle that both participants must engage in,

is eating absolutely everything from the hotel's room service menu."

-Did I really…? -Guzzler! It's obvious, really.

I mean, Dad wouldn't let us open the minibar.

Of course not!

Five dollars for the tiniest bottle of water? No way!

You're right. What a rip-off.

"Rule four."

"Only motorcycles are the authorized vehicles."

My gosh!

Dude. Where are the bikes?

AUTO REPAIR SHOP

Look at this.

HEIGHT 6'7 FEET

Look at that!

-More antiques. -Yes. Not everything is disposable, kiddo.

No way, dude!

No way, dude! No way, dude!

No fuckin' way!

Hey!

I still remember when Dad gave us these bikes!

I wanted a racing bike, though.

Well yeah, but he didn't give you what you wanted,

he only gave you what you needed.

Mm!

Mm.

Hey. Do they still work?

Pfft, obviously they do!

Mm?

Forget it, dude.

Augh.

Oh God!

Over here!

Woo-hoo!

Who would I be?

Take it easy!

Aah! Whoo!

You're going to break a limb if you keep doin' that!

-Whoo! -Speed bump, watch out!

Whoo!

Hey! Hey! Dammit!

Shit!

Stop that, you're gonna get hurt!

-Aaah! -Told ya!

Whoo! Woo-hoo!

-Hey, Fernando. -Wait… I'm not…

Ugh!

-Do you see where we are now? -Mm-hmm!

Historical Downtown is lovely but we should get back, it's late.

No, no, dude.

-This is where the adventure begins. -Oh, you don't say, bro.

Right now, you and me, Acapulco!

-You're super drunk. -Well yeah, but my idea is so good!

Uh, no!

You're leaving tomorrow, Fernando. I have plans and things to do.

-It's not possible. -Gabo!

-We made a promise over 20 years ago. -Exactly, brother.

You disappeared 15 years ago!

You can't just show up and wreak havoc, tsk-tsk.

Gimme a reason.

I can't remember if I turn the lights off.

No. Gabo, seriously.

Why do you need to stay here?

Acapulco!

Yeah!

Let's go! Acapulco!

Whoo!

Woo-hoo!

Fuck!

Ow, ow, ow!

Fernando!

-Ow, ow, ow… -Fernando!

-Ugh! -Are you alright?

-My arm… -You…

-What the hell just happened? -Hey.

I just closed my eyes for a second and suddenly…

We can't handle alcohol anymore.

Huh?

I'm fine…

-Ow! -Everything's in place?

-Yeah, I think so. -Hey, you're okay?

Ugh! Yeah.

Oof.

-Morning. Welcome. -Morning! There you go.

-Sure. One moment. -Thank you.

Thank you.

Good day.

-Your car, sir? -Yes.

I'll bring it in a moment.

Aren't you gonna order something else?

Is that gonna be enough food for you?

No, no, no. I have to watch what I eat.

-What? -Oh, please…

My stomach is not used to eating much.

Says the guy who used to have chips and hot sauce for dinner

Yeah, but I was young then.

Now in Singapore, my breakfast consists of rice and fish, okay?

-Oh, really? -What?

Singapore ranks eighth overall of healthiest foods in the world.

And what's your point?

You're like me, we can eat whatever we want and we don't get fat.

I need to do two hours of cardio daily.

Wait, tell me how you eat so much without getting fat.

I'm like a lobster.

Everything I eat goes to my fanny.

But honestly,

it's a lot easier for guys.

After 35, we women just get soft and flabby.

-Oh, Gabo, come on. -Kids are my warning.

They now call me "lady."

I don't even get called "miss", even by accident.

-Can't believe it. Such a drama queen. -Mm.

Oh, just a minute. Wait, wait, wait.

Hello.

Sorry I didn't call.

No, please, don't be upset.

Yes, yes, I know this is important but my father just died.

Well, just tell him to fucking wait!

Sorry.

Yes.

Okay, just give me some time to adjust before I travel.

Hello?

Hello?

Well go fuck yourselves!

I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

Oh, a client's nervous and these morons can't wait for me.

Mmm.

Just finish your gorilla breakfast and let's go back to San Miguel.

Come again?

What?

And the adventure?

Gabriela. I-- I can't go on vacation whenever the fuck I want.

I'm needed.

Don't forget you said we should do this.

Yeah, because I was hammered and I felt nostalgic.

Gabo…

Gabo, I swear we'll do the trip together some other time.

Okay?

Sure.

In 15 years?

Gabriela, don't be like that.

We don't have clothes.

I didn't bring my vitamins, seriously…

Okay, then I'll go alone.

Yup.

-Gabo… -If I don't do it now, I'll never do it.

No. Come on, Gabo…

Gabo. Please, wait. Don't do this.

Gabriela!

-Gabriela, wait a minute. -Ugh…

-You can't go alone. -Oh, really?

No!

Like you said, I don't have anything to do in San Miguel.

You alone on the highway is very dangerous.

Oh Fer, come on!

-What…? -Tsk.

Tsk… I knew you would chicken out.

-It was obvious. -No, wait.

I knew it. Dad had the perfect phrase, "If the coffee lacks color it's clear."

What's the meaning of that?

That you'll never change.

And always leave me alone

Gabo…

Gabo!

Gabo!

MEN

Those toilets are totally gross.

In Singapore, you can literally eat off the bathroom floors.

And why would anyone want to eat off a bathroom floor?

Gabo, I'm just saying.

-Hmm. -Hey.

Doesn't your butt hurt?

Yeah, horribly, and I have more cushioning than you.

-I've got a rash going. -That's good!

First you get a rash, then you get a blister. and finally a callus.

That sounds nice.

So, where to next?

Why did you mess everything up?

I told you to pee before leaving the house so we wouldn't have to stop.

-I didn't have to go back then. -But you do now.

-Should've gone then. Hurry. -Relax, babe.

-We won't get a ribbon for being earlier. -No, that's not the point, Marisol.

The problem is the lack of responsibility in those kids! Goddammit!

-But they're only 11, come on. -Hey!

-You take too long, we'll leave! -Ugh.

-Sounds just like Dad. -Is she even in the restroom?

Just ask her for a receipt.

Ready, Gabo? Where do you wanna go?

I don't know.

I feel like going to the Tequisquiapan Fair.

Fair?

Out of all the options you choose a fair?

It's a cheese and wine fair.

Okay, you got me at wine. That changes everything.

Yeah, I've always wanted to go, but I've never planned it.

How come?

Mm. Dunno. I guess the lack of time.

-Well let's do it. -Alright.

Lemme check Waze first.

What? Waze? No.

Come on, that didn't exist when we were kids.

And plus it's not part of the rules, you know?

Listen, we'll just take a right here. Come on.

-Fine. -Ready?

Yep.

Wow.

I can't believe how cool

the fair was.

Use Waze.

Just in case.

Check this out.

What is it?

I've got us everything.

Well?

-Nice cleaning kit. -Mm, very good.

It's got everything.

Two Tequis' sweatshirts for the cold.

Ha-ha!

I bought T-shirts, too.

-Are we really wearing that? -Mm-hmm!

They didn't have anything nicer?

Well, I asked if they had the new arrivals from the fall-winter Gucci collection,

but they ran out.

-Mm, damn. What a scam. -And we should take care of the cash.

None of these stores take debit or credit cards.

-You serious? -Mm-hmm.

-Hi there. -Hello.

-I'd like a bottle, please. -Sure.

-Thank you. How much? -$15.

Fifteen…

-Oh, no… -Oh, hey.

Ugh, I thought I had cash.

Do you take cards?

No, I'm sorry, we only take cash.

-Uh, hello -Hi.

-Sorry, I was sure I had some cash… -Yeah, don't worry.

…but, well…

Don't worry about it.

I can… get it for you.

if you want to. Mm-hmm.

No! No, that's crazy.

No, no, thanks, but no.

-You don't need to-- -Relax, these things happen, right?

Mm-hmm.

-Well, I'll take three, please -Aah!

No, just kidding! Ha!

It's just weird, I feel a little bad.

I know it's weird but it's fine, it's…my brother's money.

Oh!

The bank of Singapore pays.

-A bank? -Yeah.

-Amazing when a bank pays once in a while. -Exactly, yeah.

Think of it as a rebellious act of the working class.

-You're right! -Mm-hmm.

That's great.

I know.

Thanks, to you.

Thanks. And the bank of…

-Of Singapore. -Of Singapore.

-Mm-hmm. -Exactly.

My pleasure, sir

-Mm? -The miss got it, thanks.

Yes.

Okay.

-See you around. Thank you. -Mm-bye.

So, how much was it?

I brought you this.

What? Are they still angry?

Nah. They haven't written.

They must think I'm on a plane.

Aren't you gonna call them?

And say what?

That I'm here enjoying cheese and wine with my sister?

What are you doing?

Turn around, Fernando.

-Who's that? Do you know the guy? -No!

Stop staring!

-You're super obvious. Just stop staring. -But why are you looking at him?

Do you like him?

Well he's really handsome.

Please stop staring! Gosh, you're so obvious, Fernando!

Who is she with?

-I know about this stuff. -You're the worst, Fernando

I think he likes you.

Yeah, right, come on.

The last one I flirted with was Beto.

At Marianita Villarreal's quinceañera.

Are you serious?

Mm-hmm.

You've been with other guys besides Beto, right?

I'm sorry but I'm not-- I'm not answering that question.

I'm worried about you!

You've been divorced for two years!

Three?!

-Three years without… anything at all? -You know how San Miguel is, Fernando.

You smile at someone and next day you're in the paper.

You better not screw whoever you meet on the street.

-Listen, let's talk to him. -No! What's your problem?

-I'd be too obvious! No, please don't! -This is my turn.

-We're gonna do whatever I say. -You can't try that on me now.

The rules are clear.

And we have to respect them.

Or what are we?

Wait, please…

Ay, ay, ay…

Move it!

Oh…

Hurry!

-Hello there. -Hey, hi!

Sorry to interrupt but, my sister and I aren't from around here.

We're looking for dinner recommendations.

Oh, you are brother and sister.

Well, you know, my cousin was wondering.

-Cousin! -Oh…

That's right. Yeah.

Take a seat

-We don't mean to bother. -Oh, no! Not at all!

I mean, I can sit in this chair and you can use that one.

-Really? -The person who paid for this bottle,

was you.

-And the bank of Singapore, right? -Yeah!

-No big deal. Thank you. -Wow!

-No big deal. -Really?

Well my sister would have bought another bottle but,

we're watching the cash, right Gabo?

-Yeah, you're right. -Gabo?

-No, Gabriela. -Gabriela. Lalo.

-I'm Fernando -Nice to meet you.

A pleasure.

-Oh, my God. I want a-- Woo-hoo! -That's great!

-Oh, yeah! -Very nice! Alright!

-Whoo! -Open!

Let's make a toast! To us!

-Cheers! -Cheers!

Look at those two

-That's enough! -It's your turn!

Whoo!

I'm totally awesome at buying online.

-Good for you! -Spending in general

Okay, I'm, uh…

I think, I'm good at… putting on lipstick with no mirror while chatting online.

-Wow! Such a cool talent! Impressive! -Yeah.

I'm really good… at drinking for free.

-Oh, sure. We're aware of that. -Of course you are!

Such a great talent.

Mm… I'm good at…

Say the first thing that comes to your mind!

Oh, uh… paying my taxes.

Ha!

-No, Gabo, no. -Why not?

I'm getting big refunds every year!

Cheers right?

-No, wait. -It's true.

My sister is great at collecting things nobody wants.

I mean, she's good at inventing cool things.

As a kid she won contests!

Uh-huh. You used to help me. Remember the last one?

-Yeah. -Oh, no! I didn't do much.

-You did! -I love that you get along so well

Yeah. We were a dream team.

As kids we were ping-pong champions.

-Can you believe that? -Oh, wow!

Tap dance second place, too.

Wha-- What?

What?

-Oh, the-- the-- the dance? Tap? -Yeah!

Tap dancing is surprisingly popular in San Miguel.

-You're just kidding, right? -No, we're not!

-It's the truth. -I swear!

It's weird, isn't it?

-Gabo, let's show'em! -No!

-God! Fer, wait! -Comin' through.

-I don't remember the steps. -You do!

We practiced that thing every day for two fucking years.

I don't!

-Are we using this to dance? -Yeah!

-You really tap with those? -Alright, I'll do it!

If we put it in here…

-Can you help me? -And what it does…

You'll see me fly on the stage.

-My God, can't wait to see that. -Try not to faint, alright?

-Oh my! It does fit in the little… -That's cool.

Hello!

Do you know "Corro, Vuelo, Me Acelero"?

-Yeah. -Can you play it?

-Sure. -Awesome. Thank you.

-I'm so nervous, Lalo! -Yeah, I know.

-You have to get ready. -Oh, God.

Friends, behold the Medina siblings tearing up the ole' stage.

And after a few drinks, Fer. Oh, my God!

You are a fuckin' troll, dude!

-Haven't talked to me like that in years. -This is an ego suicide, you know?

Bravo!

Bravo!

-Woo-hoo! -I'm tired…

-Yeah! -How embarrassing.

It's been a long time for me. Okay?

Yeah…

Oh, I can't wait…

And I didn't plan for any of this so… I haven't shaved, okay?

I don't know what surprises are down there.

I'm sorry if I scared you.

You're perfect.

-Are you serious? -Yeah.

Wait! Wait a sec!

What is it?

It's fine…

But I like it…

…well, slow.

Oh! Yes!

Yes!

-Slow for sure. Yeah, yeah. -Yeah.

Sure, slow.

A little bit.

Have you ever heard… of tantric sex?

No? No?

No…

No, no, no, no. Wait.

Come here

Sit down.

You should get naked.

Yes.

So neither of you live here?

-No, this is my grandparents' house. -Mm.

But no one ever comes.

Just us when there's a party.

Right.

It's really pretty.

And cozy.

Mm. Yeah, it's very nice.

And it is… full of memories.

The same sort of thing happened to me when I went to my parents' house recently.

Sa!

It's a mantra.

For male sexual stimulation.

Ooh.

Oh!

Oh boy…

Do you use that ball?

This crystal…

…has sexual energy pent-up.

I've been gathering it for several months now.

-Woah… -Ooh! Okay…

That's… interesting.

Hey, not to be a prude but, if we're going to do kinky things…

I don't know, maybe you could tell me where…

…to put it?

Lie down.

Don't you wanna disinfect it first?

-Sa! -Oh.

Oh!

Oh! Do you feel… all those vibrations?

Oh, it's a battery powered one!

Mm…

Do you feel it?

I don't know, maybe I'm just having a delayed reaction,

but I'm gonna try and focus on it and I'll make it work.

Sa!

Fer, we're not going to do anything.

But why not?

No, I think I… should go to my room.

No… No, please wait.

It gets better.

What?

Mm…

I'm sorry but I just wanted to scratch the itch of curiosity.

Contain the orgasm.

-Just hold on. -Sure, sure I can.

Sa!

I can contain it, don't worry about it.

I'll keep it locked up.

Ah, that's pretty.

Sa!

Did you like it?

Finished?

How'd everything go?

What a night.

Is that so?

Why did you…

-Hm? -…turn it off?

I don't like José José.

You were singing that.

Was I?

Nah.

That one was Dad's favorite song.

Really?

I don't remember.

He played it almost every day.

He sang it when he took a shower.

Mm.

In the end, he was a better person.

I promise.

The cancer made him more relaxed.

At some point he even was funny.

Oh, man! I remember one day with poor Aunt Enriqueta.

She said, "Francisco, don't be afraid. You're going to a better place."

And you know what he said?

"Anywhere is better than by your side, Enriqueta."

It's fine if you wanna be sad 'cause he passed away.

Mm.

Dad asked about you all the time, Fernando.

-He was super proud of you. -Come on, proud?

Yeah, sure.

I know he was a difficult guy, but he loved us in his own way.

He couldn't handle Mom's passing.

He didn't know how to raise us, and you can't teach an old dog new tricks.

That's perfectly normal, man.

I…

At first I despised his lectures but now I miss them, you know?

I never understood why you didn't leave San Miguel.

Because I couldn't leave him alone.

No.

Before Dad got sick, I mean.

Exactly.

It's recharged!

Hey, are you ready?

Already?

-Have fun… -Mm.

-It's gonna be incredible. -Oh, really?

-Yeah, you'll see. -Is it my turn?

Yeah.

Man, I loved every moment of it.

That was the best night of our lives.

Sa!

Sa!

-Thanks for having us. -Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

-Well, see ya. -Thanks for everything.

-Thank you, cuz. -Our pleasure.

-We had an amazing time. -Take care, guys!

-Come back soon. -Of course.

Yeah.

You good?

-Super good. And you? -Good.

-Ready? -Let's hit the road.

-Let's roll. -Yeah.

Done?

Yeah.

I'm super tired.

Not even a message?

Seriously?

What if something bad happened?

First they want me to come back and now they don't care about me anymore?

Was last night really fun?

It was an experience that…

I definitely believe it's not gonna happen again.

In my life.

Yeah. I noticed the cuz had big hands.

And a lot of energy.

Stop that. I'm you brother, I don't need details.

No, not at all. And how was your night, brother?

-Fine. -Mm-hmm.

She was into it but, well--

She wasn't my type.

She didn't have big… hands?

Not exactly.

No.

Hey! Let's stop there.

But why?

Please, do it!

Fer, what's wrong?

I think we should turn around and pick them up.

This isn't Singapore.

You can't pick up hitchhikers. It's very dangerous.

Uh-huh. Do they really look like criminals to you?

Gabo, they're super young trying to get a ride on the highway.

What if something happens?

-Here they come. -Oh. Do you think it's safe to go?

-Yeah. -You sure?

Easy. They look nice. Relax.

-Hello. -Thank you.

Hiya. Where are you headed?

Just to meet up with some friends in Tlaxcala.

-Oh! We can take you both. -Oh!

But Tlaxcala's out of the way, isn't it?

-You wanted the hot springs. -You loved them?

Yeah, but now it's my turn. So deal with it.

Of course we can take you.

-Are you sure? -Yeah, yeah.

-Of course. -Yeah?

-Okay! Thanks a lot! -Thank you.

I'm sorry but, could we just see your IDs?

-Oh. Sure, sure. -Oh, wow.

-Thanks. -Yeah.

Sorry, one can never be too safe.

-Totally fine. -That's good.

-Yeah. -Good that you--

We're just gonna take a picture and send it to our friends.

Exactly. And a selfie, okay?

-Oh, for the memories. Sure. -Yeah.

-How are you? -Little brothers, how are you?

-Hey, how are you guys? -Brother!

-You made it! -These kind people gave us a ride.

Hey Fer, over there.

Welcome to the world of the fireflies' community.

How are you? Oh, may I touch her? Hello.

Welcome, sister.

-Yeah. -Hi, sweetie.

What's up with the goat?

-It's a symbol for the community. -Oh, so you're not gonna eat it.

-No, of course not. -Hi there.

What a nice place.

So what is all this?

Well, basically, we're all here to have a collective experience.

Listen, we share the same time and the same space with Mother Nature.

And each other.

We return to the origin.

All together as a community.

Mm.

So this is some kind of cult.

-What? -No.

No.

This is a spiritual experience.

We believe that all of us are linked.

That our souls came to this world to find each other,

to form some kind of family.

-What? -Your hands.

Oh.

Like you guys.

Something besides blood is linking you two.

Exactly.

Your souls have chosen this place,

and this moment in time because they want to stay together.

Right.

That's exactly what a guy in a cult would say in this situation.

Don't listen to him.

I was just like you guys at your age, when I was dependent.

But then everything starts to change when you try to make it on your own

and have bills to pay.

I don't wanna live just to work.

I want something more.

And you too want something more,

otherwise you wouldn't be here traveling on your old motorcycle,

dressed so weird at nearly fifty years old.

No, wait a second, I'm 40.

Say what?

Age is in the soul, man. I'm sorry.

No, but wait. I'm not in this for me.

-What? -I'm here for my sister.

-No, it was your idea. -Hey.

-You needed a life change, Gabo. -I was doing great.

-Come on. You weren't doing great! -Excuse me, but,

-can I ask you both a question? -Mm-hmm.

Are you two alone or do you, uh, have children, family?

Well, I…

tried to have, uh… children… for quite a while.

And after a lot of doctors and a lot of cash,

they ended up telling us that we…

couldn't have kids

I didn't know that.

It's not exactly texting material.

Or a chat, you know?

But it's fine.

I mean, getting divorced is bad enough. Imagine with kids.

It was horrible, no further ado.

See?

Maybe that's why we found each other.

So you could open up to one another.

In this life, everything happens for a reason.

-Always everything. -Mm-hmm.

-Dessert brothers? -Oh, yes!

-Thanks! Wanted something sweet. -Looks yummy!

-I'm taking two. -Hey…

-Oh! Mm! -Uh… Oh, it looks tasty.

-Thanks. -Mm!

-Mmm! It's tasty. -Mm! Delicious!

-What's in this? Huh? -No idea but it's so good.

Oh, my! Be careful. They have shrooms.

Mm?

How many did you have?

Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!

Woo!

Ooh, ooh, ooh!

Woo, woo, woo!

Whoo!

Rrraah!

Hey, beautiful.

I feel that our connection is cosmic, girl.

Yeah.

Thank you for this offering.

I've never seen someone get that high.

No.

-Hey. -Hmm?

Thank you.

Thank you for bringing me here and…

…being with me now.

Although it would've been even better if

you had gotten there on time and

-not only wired some money like a moron. -Mm.

Ooh.

-Hey… -Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

I have a son.

What?

Oops.

That slipped out.

But what do you mean you have a… a son?

I have a son.

So… so I have a nephew?

Oh--

What the fuck, dude?

-Are you serious? I really have a nephew? -Mm-hmm.

I do have a nephew.

That's just so incredible.

Lights out, my brothers!

What are those?

Fireflies…

Fernando?

Fernando?

Fernando.

Fernando!

-Are you alright? -Wha…?

What?

-Huh? -What happened?

Are you alright?

I think I may have kissed a goat.

Did you see the fireflies or was it just me?

You told me you have a son.

Really?

I guess those shrooms really hit me good then.

Because you don't have a son, right?

You would have told me if you had.

But if you do have a son, it's totally fine.

-Huh? -Really?

I mean, it's your life, isn't it?

Since when are you so understanding and open-minded?

Since I know you don't have a son. Mm?

I don't.

But what if I had one?

Fuckin' Fernando!

What?

-Hey… -Ugh! I knew it! I freakin' knew it!

No, come on! Gabo, gimme a break. Last night it wasn't that bad.

I was high, dude!

I'm not arguing about this while I'm starving.

-What? -Let's have breakfast.

-No, I'm not letting you-- -Excuse me…

-I wanna eat breakfast, I'm not arguing. -Hang on!

-I need something in my stomach. -I'm only asking for an explanation!

Come on. cheer up.

Sorry, I just can't, I'm still… processing it.

What do you have to process?

I had a girlfriend, we had sex, we got pregnant.

She wanted to keep the child and I wanted to do my master's in London.

And that's all.

She kept the child and I left.

There! Just another old-fashioned life story, okay?

So that's it?

Easy. Any given Sunday?

So carefree and cool?

I knew you would try to pick a fight, Gabo.

That's why I didn't tell you, okay?

What else was I supposed to do?

I was just a stupid boy.

It's not like I was ready to be a father.

How old is he?

Fifteen.

What's his name?

Ricardo.

That's the name his mother chose for him.

I like it.

And, does he know about me?

His grandparents and all that?

I don't know.

I've never talked to him.

His mum and I agreed that if I wasn't going to be part of his life, well…

I shouldn't contact him at all.

Where does he live?

In Mexico City, with his mom.

Perfect.

What?

It's on the way.

-Let's go see him. -Are you crazy?

He's just about the only family we have, Fernando.

Besides, it's my turn. And I'm sorry, you're doing whatever I say.

-No, Gabo, it's-- -Whatever I say, no exceptions.

Those are the rules, or what are we?

Did you see that, man?

Yeah…

Stop the vehicles.

Let's hear what they want.

Let me handle this, please

-I beg you, dude, keep your mouth shut. -Why?

You have a problem with authority, you know it.

Please, come on!

Just look at these two clowns.

I mean it, in Singapore, all the cops are straight out of a Bruce Lee movie.

-Shut it. -Man, just look at that.

-Hello, ma'am. -How are you, officers?

All good?

Hello.

Where are you from?

From San Miguel on our way to Mexico City.

You are not wearing helmets on a highway.

Yeah, yeah, we know, officer, but we had an emergency.

A very serious one, we had to leave right away

and we didn't even get dressed, as you can see.

So you can imagine we forgot our helmets.

-Helmets… save lots of lives, lady. -I know.

but we're going through a tragedy in the family, our father passed away.

What happened to your dad?

Cancer.

Tss… Man, I hate that shit. My grandma lost that battle too.

-I'm so sorry, officer. -Thanks, ma'am.

Well, what can you do? That thing spares no one.

-Nah. -But that doesn't justify this situation.

I know, my apologies, it won't happen again.

I swear it. I swear it, officer.

Okay, that's enough.

How much for you to let us go?

Cut the crap, man!

We all know you can get off with a bribe in this village--

Tlaxcala… is not a village.

In our free and sovereign state of Tlaxcala,

you can't ride without a helmet.

Yes, we know.

We know, officer, so tell me, sir,

now that it has happened, what can we do now?

STATE OF MEXICO ENDS HERE TLAXCALA STARTS HERE

Look at him. He looks like a tap dancer.

Yeah!

Let's see if he can dance.

Hey!

Why don't you go fuck yourselves?!

Enough! Shut up!

Stop it!

See ya next time, overstuffed yuppie!

Freeloader!

Long live Tlaxcala, assholes!

Yeah, go fuck yourselves!

Wow.

-Ow… -Now this is a nice hotel.

I know right? It's nice.

My legs are bruised.

Really?

Ow!

My back is killing me.

Come in!

Oh, nice!

Should I close it or is someone else coming?

No, nobody's coming. Just close the door, please.

What's with the rush, huh? I was in the shower.

Yeah, well I've been thinking, and I really want to talk to you.

Oh, my! You have a living room and everything.

-Yeah, don't you have one? -Of course not!

That's weird. We are supposed to have similar rooms but whatever, come in.

I think this is a very bad idea.

I totally agree.

It is totally stupid throwing the money away for a hotel room.

No, not that.

What?

Coming to see the rugrat.

I think it's like that hippie girl said.

Everything happens for a reason.

The rainstorm, the cops.

I think the universe doesn't want us to see him.

Ooh, don't tell me you aren't dying to meet Ricardo?

I do want to.

I just think it's too late.

Why would he want to meet the asshole who left his mom?

Hey, hey, hey.

You're not that much of an asshole.

If you compare me to an old ladykiller,

I'm amazing, yeah.

You love it when people think you're a badass 'cause you have such a big heart.

But look, here you are.

You could be in Singapore, but you're here with me.

No.

-What? -I know what you're trying to do.

You're trying to convince me to see the kid.

-And sorry Gabo, I won't! -Where are you going?

-Anywhere but here! -No!

-Ugh! Let me go! -You're not going anywhere!

He's my son! If I don't wanna see him, that's my problem!

-But you do want to see him! No! -Listen! You're projecting on me!

Sure, because you couldn't have kids!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that.

Ow!

Gabo, what the fuck!

I bit my lip.

You're totally right, you are an asshole.

I convince myself you're not but every time, you end up disappointing me.

No, I'm sorry.

I can't believe you don't cry over abandoning your own son.

I do cry over it.

Over abandoning Ricardo.

Abandoning you, abandoning my father.

I know I'll never bounce back from that.

But if this is an intervention,

I need to drink some tequila.

What are you doing?

Ten bucks

-Those freakin' rats. -Yeah.

Room service?

Mm!

Hey listen, the last bite or what are we?

Do you want some?

Sure.

Ugh, I can't move nor breathe.

Mm.

I'm gonna throw up in my bathroom.

Good night.

Ugh. Bye…

Mm. Ugh.

Mm.

-Hey. -Hmm?

Is this jacket too much?

How do I look?

Let me see.

You're fine.

You look like an old hipster.

You should've bought something else, not just those tennis shoes

Hey, I bought the jeans too! Everything's so expensive.

-Mm. -And I thought,

"If I take too long, he'll get cold feet." No.

Can I ask you something?

As long as it isn't a stupid question.

Do you have any regrets?

-That is a stupid question. -Come on!

I confessed mine last night. It's your turn.

Okay.

When, uh,

-I look at your life… -Mm-hmm.

I feel like,

maybe, I could have been just… like you.

Obviously you could have been, dude.

Actually, I thought you would end up working for NASA or something.

Yeah, right.

But there's no point crying over spilled milk.

What the fuck is that?

What…?

Did you know my passport is still valid?

I always renew it.

I never use it.

But I have this hope that someday I'm gonna travel.

-You don't want it? -No.

How do you know they live here?

It's the same apartment she lived in with her mom.

She never moved out.

How do you know they didn't move?

Thanks to social media, you know everything.

Dude, you've been stalking them.

-Who are you gonna meet? -Friends from soccer, mum.

-Is that him? -Yeah.

-Oh, say hi for me. -Yeah, totally.

Have lunch.

-Before it's dinner time, okay? -Is that her?

-Yes. -Sure. Love you

Good thing he looks like his mum.

We saw him. Come on.

Hey, check, please.

Don't… Gabo, wait! What are you doing?

Wait for me! The money is on the table, okay?

Wait for me!

Gabo! Gabo! Wait up!

-Gabo! Come on you can't do this… -Shh!

Stop talking. Come on.

-No. -I just want to see--

-Okay… -We need t--

Hi Mrs Lourdes. How are you?

Look. It's a bird nest, right? There's a birdie!

Okay, keep moving.

He seems a little goofy.

Ugh. Why would you say that?

-Hmm. -Give him a chance.

Maybe he's like his mum.

Oh Gabo, come on!

Well he hasn't noticed that we're right behind him.

Three, two, one! Game on!

-Pass it! -I'm over here!

Take it away!

-It's mine! -Take it!

-No! -Goal!

Yes!

-Hey! Careful, careful! -It's yours, man!

Take it away from him!

Wow, he's good.

Hugo Sánchez on Real Madrid. That good.

-Awesome. -Good!

Goal!

-Goal! -Nice!

He's better than you at his age.

-Oh wait… -Hey!

I've got it.

Hey, ball!

You can toss it over, sir.

Pass it, pass it, pass it. Pass it.

So, can we join your match?

-Really? -Gabo. Wait, Gabo.

-You could use some more street. -All right!

Gabo! Gabo, wait! Wait a sec! There's only three of us.

-He's right. Come on. That's not fair. -Oh, right. I'll play with you, guys.

Okay. Sure.

-Hit it. -Let's go.

Good one!

What is it? Come on!

Good one!

-Goal! -Nice! Aah!

Whoo!

Yes!

Yeah!

Yeah.

You're a great player!

Of course! She's awesome!

Guys in school couldn't believe it. "Gabo-Gabo!"

Careful!

Get it! Oh!

-Woah! -Comin' at you!

-Over here! -Hey!

Aah!

-Yeah. -Come on, do it!

-Yeah, you got it! -Goal! Awesome!

-Oh, my God! -Hey!

Yes!

Mm.

-That was fun, right? -Mm!

-You're a really good player. -Thank you.

Aww. No way, look at that!

Oh wow, guys. My gosh, how cute!

They're famous in the park.

-Really? -Yeah.

They spent 50 years together

Suddenly, he got Alzheimer's.

She had to take care of him.

But it was too much, so she put him in a home.

But then she also got Alzheimer's.

And they put her in the same home.

And, they didn't remember each other.

This is the best part.

Every day, when they see each other, it's like they meet for the first time.

And every day, they fall in love again.

Aww.

No, something tells me you're full of it.

-It's true! -It's like a movie plot.

But why would I lie?

Are you serious?

I knew it! Come on!

But that would be cool, don't you think?

Well, it's time for us to leave.

-Let's go -Mm-hmm.

-Good game. -Yeah.

Bye, guys!

-Bye! -Nice game.

You too.

We don't need a paternity test, do we?

-He's a really nice guy. -Mm-hmm.

And he really looks like you, Fer.

Well he's better looking.

And also nicer.

And a bit taller.

Okay, you talked to him. I hope you're happy now.

Mm. Now the hard part of telling him you're his father.

I mean, you can do the classic:

"Ricardo…

I am your father."

I'm not doing that.

What? We've met the boy!

He's fine, he's a nice guy.

I'll let him go on with his life and I'll go on with mine.

So we did all this for nothing?

He's better without me.

Fer.

You were beaming.

I've rarely seen you so happy in my life.

You can't say you won't do anything.

Although, well…

Are we surprised?

No, we're not surprised.

Stop that.

Fernando!

Whenever you see responsibility, you freaking run off.

You're a piece of work, bro.

It's good to regret some things,

but you have to clean up your shit. Don't be a coward.

No, wait a minute! The only coward here is you!

I mean, you say I left you. Okay, fine.

That may be true.

But I'm not the only reason you haven't left San Miguel!

And neither is Papá!

Hey, don't try to flip the conversation around.

No, I'm not flipping anything!

But you always used us as an excuse.

You're afraid of getting out and messing up!

I've got news for you. When this fuckin' trip we're making is over,

Trust me, you're just gonna go back to your same boring little life!

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Sure, fine. Good to know.

Yeah, I'm the one making up excuses. Mm-hmm. Cool.

-And you? -What?

What are you doing?

You pretend to be so cool. "Yeah, I don't care about anyone."

When your life is a pile of shit.

You have a job where no one cares about you

and a balcony you don't even use.

At least it's my balcony.

I always thought you and Dad were similar.

But you really are a fucking son of a bitch, Fer.

-Ugh, come on! -Really?

If that's your blessing, go fuck yourself.

-I'm leaving. -Yeah, fuck you.

You're not worth it.

Honey. The keys.

See you later, sweetie. Thank you!

Hello?

Hi, Daniela.

Who is this?

Fer.

Fernando Medina.

Oh.

How you've been?

Listen, I don't mean be rude, but um,

I'm out with some friends.

I'll call you later.

Yeah. Sure. I'm sorry.

Hello?

I lied.

I'm not with anyone.

I just didn't wanna talk to you.

Right.

Yeah, I figured that out.

Are you in Singapore?

Uh…

Yeah. Yeah, that's right.

-What time is it there? -Uh…

Oh, um, like, uh…

No.

I'm sorry. Sorry…

I don't wanna lie.

I'm actually in Mexico City.

Yeah, I know.

I'm looking at you.

Why are you on my street?

My dad passed away.

I'm very sorry.

I wanted to see how you are.

You look good.

And you look… kind of messed up.

You're right.

Did you finish your doctorate?

Ages ago. Mm-hmm.

How's Ricardo?

What do you want to know?

Does he need anything?

How's he doing in school?

Did he get his vaccines?

It's just that I'm worried about it.

You know how these new vaccines are high-tech and he may have some--

What do you want, Fernando?

I don't know.

Since my dad passed away…

I can't stop thinking about Ricardo.

It seems to me that you have a lot of regret that you're holding.

You want to talk to him so it feels like you did your part.

Then go back to Singapore and forget about him again.

If you wanna see him, it has to be serious.

Do you think you can do that?

I…

Goodbye, Fernando.

AIRPORT

WELCOME TO MORELOS

TEQUISQUIAPAN FAIR

Thank you.

Gabo!

Go fuck yourself, man!

What?

Go fuck yourself, Fer!

I can't hear you! You really need to speak up!

-Go fuck yourself, moron. -Hey, I'm sorry!

Hey, I mean it!

-I love you! -Pfft!

Let's see…

Ugh, the clutch is loose.

-Exactly. That's for sure the problem. -Let's see.

Do you need some help, dear brother?

No.

Wait, wait!

You were right.

Yeah, I know.

About what?

I am a coward.

No, Gabo. I'm an idiot.

Mm, no, I mean it.

I stayed in San Miguel 'cause I'm comfortable being there.

Mm-hmm.

Gabo, you're braver than I am.

We're only here because of you.

-I wanted to go back right away. -Look.

In our week together,

we traveled, gotten in fights, the police, I have a nephew!

There was even tantric sex.

What?

I did things I never thought I'd do. I mean it.

Okay. Sure. Please elaborate on the tantric sex.

You inspire me to do things I'd never do.

Okay.

Maybe we should rewind to the tantric sex now, please?

I'm trying to tell you something beautiful.

And I'm listening to you.

Without you, I'm just an asshole.

Yeah, actually that is true.

Maybe that hippie girl was right.

Our souls are united and, they look for each other when in need.

Ooh, I can picture you joining the cult, huh?

Ooh.

-Are you in? -Mm-mm, I'll pass.

You're not passing. Come on!

-No, come on. Put your spoon down. -Thank you, sir.

-Is it cool if we play with you guys? -No.

Too bad. Sit down, Fer.

-Hurry. -No, please, man.

Let's bet to make it interesting.

-Twenty-five. -Do you find that's interesting?

I know!

My watch.

Come on. It's a knockoff.

It's not a knockoff!

It's a limited edition…

I know.

The bikes.

-You beat us, they're yours. -No!

Stop it! No, Fernando! Are you crazy?

-Those bikes? -Yeah.

-They look like crap! -How dare you say they look like crap?

Those are Carabelas from the 80s.

They're classics.

The parts are original and the brakes are brand new.

I've installed them myself

-Mm! -Well, there! They are worth it.

You have nothing to lose.

-No? -No.

-Should we? -Yeah.

-Let's do it. Come on. -Yeah.

Game on. Let's do it!

-Did you see that? -How stupid are you?

We started this playing ping-pong. We should finish it that way too.

Oh, beautiful, how symbolic, but no. Not the bikes, Fernando.

Oh please, don't worry about it.

I would never put them at risk.

Look, that guy, is obvious he's hobbling.

And the kid… well.

-They can't beat us. -What if they do?

No. I was watching them and they're no good. Come on.

They don't stand a chance. Let's go.

Okay.

-Okay. -Ready?

-First to 11, wins. -Alright!

-Yeah? -Yeah!

-Good job! -That was a great move!

-One-zero! -You're up.

-No! Ugh! -Yeah!

-Stay out of my fuckin' way! -Two-zero!

That's it!

They didn't stand a chance?

-Well, you're letting them win. -I just ate, okay?

Then burp, that's it!

Let's play

Hey, son.

-Come on, ladies. Are you playing? -Yeah.

-Just waiting for you, sir. -Go!

That's what I'm talkin' about!

Yee-haw!

Let's switch sides.

-Keep pushing. You know how. -Ready?

All right!

Yeah!

-Oh! -Ha!

-Beautiful! -They're one point away now!

Yeah!

-10-10. -Yeah!

-Next point wins. -Focus! I told you!

-Come on. -Hey, Dad.

Dad, let me serve.

Alright

-But don't screw it up! -I won't, sir.

Do it now!

-Amazing! -We won!

Yeah! Just like his old man!

Bring it!

What is it? Why are you smiling?

Oh. Nothing.

-Come on. -What?

Gimme the keys.

No. Come on. no.

Can we renegotiate?

-Renegotiate what, fucker? The keys! -Hey.

I'm sorry. There's no need for all this.

-Right? -Stay out of this!

Nobody's talkin' to you, crazy lady.

Ooh.

-What's your problem? -Gabo, you alright?

-No. -She's gonna pay.

-Did you rinse it? -Gabo. Put some soap on it.

-More soap. -There?

Do you think it's broken?

Ouch. I don't know.

See? You're not an asshole.

You let them win.

So did you.

You're right.

My father gave us those bikes because…

…he knew we'd need them some day.

What are we gonna do?

Extra set of keys.

Let's move.

Hurry, hurry.

-Go, go, go. -Did you see that shot?

-That was so awesome! -Really tight

-Do you want some? -When I saw him…

-They play good, but… -You have a great backhand.

-You know tourists. -He thought I was gonna hit her.

No. You aren't…

Oh, it won't start.

-What? It won't start? -It won't start!

-Try mine. -Ugh! Goddammit!

-The bikes! The bikes! -No fuckin' way!

They're coming! Let's go!

-Come on! -Wait for me!

-Hurry! -Wait for me!

Hurry up!

Get them now!

The bikes!

Go, go, go!

Hey!

Yee-haw!

-Whoo-whoo-whoo! -We made it!

-Acapulco! -Yay!

It's never too late! Never!

Welcome, sis.

-We did it! -We did it!

It's amazing!

-Hey, picture, picture, picture. -Wait for me.

Ready?

Whoo!

Hey!

Whoo!

We did it!

Whoo!

Ooh! This is nice.

You like it that much?

Uh- huh.

It's a little warm, no?

-You didn't! -Rules are rules.

They have to be respected.

Okay!

No!

No! No, that's gross! No!

The current's going this way!

Or what are we?

Woah!

What's up?

We're home.

-We're home? -Yeah.

-Oh, my… -Hmm.

-Mission accomplished! -We did it.

-Ow… -Very good. Are you okay?

-You sprained my finger… -Aww.

What?

I'm an idiot! I did leave the lights on!

So? Who cares, man?

-Thank you -Absolutely, bro.

Look.

So you don't forget our adventure.

I'm keeping the T-shirt because I don't wanna forget.

Oh…

I love you, Fer.

I love you.

I'm gonna miss you.

And I'll miss you too. I love you, brother.

-Take care, please. -Mm-hmm.

Thanks.

Hello, good morning!

Where are you flying today?

Everywhere, please.

Wow!

Coming!

Fer?

Hi, Ricardo.