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Well, you must be mistaken because that's not possible.

I mean, how can you say that, really?

One moment, one moment. Here's the test result. It's positive.

Read it, Toronja. Come on, man, you... what?

Cecilia, you're pregnant.

I didn't have the slightest idea that...

That what?

Didn't they teach you in school how babies are made, Cecilia?

I'm not talking about that. What I mean is that...

Who, Cecilia Araminta de los Ángeles?

Who was the bum who got you pregnant?

-Come on, talk! -Stop.

Look, no matter how much you screech like a rusty tire,

I'll never forgive you for this. You hear me, Cecilia?

You're going to tell me right now who the bum is who...

-Toronja! -What, Mom? What?

Be quiet, son. We're in a hospital.

We're not in the market.

Do me a favor and be quiet.

-Don't you realize that she... -Stop, for God's sake, stop!

Leave me alone with the girl.

Girl?

-She's not a girl anymore. -Hey, hey, hey.

She's all grown up now.

-Calm down, calm down. -Stop, Toronja.

-How could you do this to us, Cecilia? -Do what your mother says.

-Do what your mother says. -How could you do this to us, Cecilia?

-OK, come on. -What the hell were you thinking?

I'll go, too.

Excuse me.

Was it you, Peluche?

How can you ask that, Toronja?

Cecilia is like a sister to me.

I couldn't even look at her in her underwear because...

Shut your mouth, Peluche.

What I mean is that you knew that she was pregnant, no?

Listen to me, bro.

-Do you think I'm an idiot, or what? -Of course, idiot.

Excuse me, I'll go over there.

And these are baby teeth.

You and Cecilia have been thick as thieves since you were kids.

Tell me who that bum is.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Hello.

Hey, bro. What's up? Where are you?

What happened to you? Are you OK?

We're here in the...

Where are you, bro? Where are you?

Oh, we're here where you left The Doll parked.

The money, man, the money.

Oh, hey. Dad wants to know where you left the freaking money.

The money?

Yes, the money, stupid, I'm telling you.

-The money. Tell me, come on. -Give that to me, damn it, you idiot.

Don't talk to your brother like that. Show some respect.

The money, you idiot, where is the money?

The prize money, the money we won, yes,

that Toronja had supposedly left in the cabin and now we can't find anywhere.

Please, tell me, tell me where you've got that stinking money.

Damn it.

Oh, son of a gun.

That's all we needed, the tow truck.

Oh, triple son of a gun.

Excellent.

It's a good thing Mr. Octavio told me where you had hidden my truck.

Because you really wanted to screw me, huh? How nice.

Show some respect, man, this doesn't belong to you anymore.

Look. Damage to personal property. I'm going to screw you over.

I'm going to screw you over.

So, you're not going to tell me who it was or how it happened?

Don't cry. Look.

I want you to know that I wasn't a tramp.

I'm not saying you were. How can you think that?

On the contrary, I want you to know that we have a beautiful relationship.

That we're madly in love and very committed.

Are you sure?

Are you doubting me, too?

No, how can you think that? It's just that...

you're just a girl, you're still a child

and you don't know anything about the world.

Well, all I know is that I'm expecting a baby

with the most wonderful man in the whole world.

And he's going to be the father of my...

Well, of this little peanut, this little peanut here,

and we're going to have a family, and we'll never be separated again.

Well, let's do this, sweetie.

You go and talk to him and see what he's up to,

what he's thinking, what's going on in his head.

I don't want him to be filling your head with empty promises.

But I already told you, he's madly in love, too, Mom.

Listen, talk to him first and then we'll see how we'll tell your father.

Is Dad going to kill me?

Well, he's going to take it very hard at first, I know.

But you know that he's tough on the outside,

but soft as taffy on the inside and... we'll see.

But I want you to know that I'm here for you.

I am by your side.

You're not alone.

I love you so much, Mom.

I'm afraid.

I know.

I know, I know, I know.

Excuse me, Mr. Tulio, but you really think I could do that?

Do you think I could do such a terrible thing?

To cheat you when I have the money to pay my debt?

Excusatio non petita, accusatio manifesta.

-What? -What?

He who excuses himself, accuses himself.

What did you think? "Oh, I'm gonna cook up some trouble for Chipatecua with this."

"Oh no, Chiqui got the truck and took it without permission."

"Oh, well, the money got lost and it's a complete mystery."

But that doesn't mean that we're not going to pay you, sir.

Give us more time. Don't be like that.

No, you shouldn't be like that. What are you going to say now, Armando?

That you're not unreliable, you're just too shy to pay?

Don't be so shameless, you need to do things legally. Learn to be honest.

Enough, shut your trap, you crook!

You can insult us, but don't offend us, if you don't want to have

a huge problem with me! Enough is enough!

Really! Do you hear what this jerk is saying to me?

-Stop, Dad, he's not worth the trouble. -OK, don't worry, look.

Here, as you can see, this gentleman,

this gentleman, Mr. Tulio "Chimpanzee," is unjustly taking away from us, listen,

unjustly taking our Doll. The truck that my dad has worked hard with

for all these years.

And then some arrogant son of a gun shows up.

Hold on, hold on. This has gone far enough.

If we're going to film, let's film.

-Then let's film. -Then let's film.

-Then let's film. -What did you say?

You're not going to threaten me with that, with YouTube, Instagram, Facebook.

-Blanca, do me a favor. -Of course.

Give me the court order.

This one, Mr. Tulio? Look, look. Here it is.

So you can see that this is for real.

Mr. Pericles, do me a favor and hook up that truck.

These papers are fake.

And you, Blanca, are a brown-noser, with all due respect.

-What a disrespectful pest. -Come here, I mean it.

I'm surprised at you, Mr. Pericles.

The devil takes away ill-gotten gains.

Slander and libel, I'll make you pay for this.

Go on, Mr. Pericles.

I need someone to keep the steering wheel straight,

-so it'll go on straight. -Go ahead, Blanca.

So the damn money was inside the toolbox.

And how was I supposed to see the toolbox

if I was concentrating on not getting into an accident?

After Chiqui passed out, I didn't have time for anything.

Now we really don't have the money to pay Mr. Tulio.

No, and you know what the worst part is?

I don't understand. That pasture is always deserted.

Who's going to steal a toolbox, man?

It's not like it was even in plain sight... Hey.

What happened? No, no, no. Go back to the room.

-If you're hungry, I'll bring you food... -OK, it's all OK now.

We've been discharged, Peluche.

Well, that's great that you've been discharged.

So now tell me who that bum is.

Well, I don't need to tell you that. Stop bothering me.

On top of everything, you're arrogant.

We'll see how arrogant you'll be when Dad finds out that I...

Hey! Nobody is telling Armando anything until I say so.

Do you realize, Mom, that this girl...

Chiqui will find the right time to tell him.

That's her business.

And you don't have any dogs in this fight. Is that clear?

You're right, Godmother. As you wish.

As you wish?

Why don't you wish to be less nosy, Peluche? Stay out of it.

Listen, Toronja, don't rile up the beast anymore.

Mr. Armando already has enough to deal with, with the money.

What? What happened to the money?

That was all set for Mr. Tulio.

Oh, my God.

That's it, give it gas, give it gas.

All right, just tell me when, Mr. Pericles.

That's it, go on, gently. A little more.

Gently, gently.

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on a bit.

Hold it there.

No. We're going to need to put down some planks or something

because as deep in as it is, it's stuck.

-Blanca. -Sir.

Bring those planks that are over there.

Of course, sir. I'm on it, Mr. Tulio.

That woman is amazing.

She works like a mule.

With this one leg, I can move a little.

Cecilia Araminta, come here, I'm talking to you.

Honey, don't go so fast, I can't keep up.

Look, Mom, I have to get there before Mr. Tulio takes away The Doll.

Wait, Chiqui, no matter what you say to him,

unless we have money, there's nothing to be done.

So what are we going to do? We're going to start crying

over spilled milk? No, sir.

But then, little one, what are we going to do?

Look, don't you understand, Peluche? What's happening is my fault.

This mess started because of me, we'll lose the money because of me,

-and my father doesn't deserve that. -Tell me the truth.

Isn't it really that you want to see the bum who ruined you?

Go on, tell me.

Oh, come on, let's get on.

I'm talking to you, Cecilia Araminta.

Don't ignore me, because you know how I get, you hear?

-Hey, enough. -Watch it, you! Watch it!

Stop with the outbursts. Calm down already.

Watch it now. Watch it!

Nothing.

What's this?

Look at that.

I wonder if it's from the same truck.

That's it, that's it, Blanca.

This way, to the left, to the left.

That's it, to the left. Very good.

That's it, go on, give it more.

That's it, keep going.

Give it more gas.

That's it, turn this way so it'll come out.

That's it, there. Keep going.

-Mr. Tulio. -Go, go.

May I have a minute, please?

Well, Mr. Armando, things worked out like this.

Could you be so kind as to allow me to say goodbye to my Doll?

Well, look. I'm a lawyer and a businessman.

If I weren't doing this,

well, I would have gone into civil defense.

Right? And in legal proceedings, you win or you lose, but everything gets paid.

But go on.

I'll let you say goodbye to your little truck, go on.

Who would have ever thought that after traveling so much together,

all over the place...

I would lose you over two lousy pesos?

I have a doll That I love and adore

I take her out She is my treasure

I want him to love me Like nobody else in the world

To make me his princess And love me every second

That she loves me I have no doubt

She gives me her best I'm sure of that

He takes care of me He teaches me and loves me

He supports my dreams That's why he wins me over

True love is what I feel for her

She's the best thing I have That's why she's my girl

True love is what I feel for her

She's the best thing I have The only one, the most beautiful one

She always listens to me I tell her my troubles

She doesn't nag me or question me That's why she's my sweetheart

And he doesn't hurt me I don't let anyone do that

Trucks are my life

I'm a Briceño

Take care, dear.

I'm leaving.

Of course, OK.

Go ahead, take...

your truck.

-Stop there, please. -Go this way, please.

-Sir, stop, stop. -This is good.

-No, no! -Dear, dear, come on.

-Come, come, come. -Give me back the truck!

-Hey, turn this off! -Turn it off!

-Hey! -Turn it off!

Stop!

-What do we do? There's nothing we can do. -Daddy, it's The Doll.

The Doll, The Doll belongs to Mr. Tulio, dear.

My love, there's nothing more we can do. We don't have any way to pay

our debt to this man. He's the owner of The Doll.

Listen to your father. Go on.

Let's get out of here.

Our truck is gone.

Voicemail. Leave your message after the tone.

Hello.

Sam, how are you?

Listen, I've been trying to call you for a long time

and the call won't go through.

Could you please call me back as soon as you get this message?

Because I have something very important to tell you.

A kiss for you.

I love you.

Honey.

Mommy, here, you take the juices and I'll carry this, OK?

-No, why don't you let me take this... -No, no.

And you try to call again, OK? And see if he answers.

Look, let's eat first, OK?

Let's not make them wait any longer, OK? I'll try him again in a bit.

Don't make that face, Mom, OK?

Look, he must be busy and that's why he's not answering.

Trust me.

I do trust you. The one I don't trust is him.

Well, Mom?

Is there anything to eat? We could eat a horse over here.

All right, look, here it is, OK? Sit down, son.

Look at this idiot.

Look, this soup came out delicious,

and yours has double ribs, Daddy, so you can't say we don't spoil you.

No, of course not, dear. How could you say that?

A full stomach lightens a heavy heart.

And will you please tell me where you got the money for all this?

Miss Linda put it on our tab. Why?

Well, what if I told you that this isn't a good time to be doing that?

And that the money that you spent,

we needed it for The Doll, to get it back.

Well, what if I told you I already thought of that?

-Oh, you don't say. -Well, yes, I do say.

Starting tomorrow, I'll be making and selling corn wraps.

And I suppose you're going to get the corn on credit in the plaza.

Hold it, hold it!

You didn't need to do that, honey.

This will be enough to buy 1,200 ears of corn

and to pay for the gas, too.

And for the Internet that's about to run out, too.

-No, no! -No, no, no!

Let go, that belongs to her. Let go.

All right, stop, stop, cut it out! Now!

Cecilia, stop it.

-But, Daddy... -It's not right.

It's not right for you to spend the hard-earned money you've saved

for your high-school trip, no.

-No, Daddy, you... -Cecilia, please!

Don't disagree with me.

Help her pick that up...

the coins.

He never lifts a finger, no?

What's this?

Doctor Mauricio wrote me on Facebook:

"Congratulations on the new little Briceño."

Oh, no. Now he's really pushing it.

Those jokes aren't funny.

Tell him to wish that on someone else.

It's not like I didn't wear a rubber.

All right, and what's the big fuss?

Is a baby such a disgrace?

Well, no, but imagine with how things are here,

having another mouth to feed...

It's not like we should all have to take care of a little Darío.

Or worse, a little Toronja, looking depressed all the time.

Stop, no more, Darío! No more, OK? No more!

Well, if it were your child, I would support you.

You know what, sweetheart? Leave it alone.

It was just a joke.

Did you have to eat your chicken leg with chopsticks, or what?

I know you can be moody, but you're acting really strange, girl.

That makes two of us.

Say that to my face, Peluche.

-Stop, Cecilia. Calm down, OK? -Give it to me straight.

-Calm down! -Peluche, hey.

-This isn't good for you. -Peluche.

-Peluche. -No more.

I'm pregnant.

Honey.

I'm going to have a baby, Dad.

Look at her, Mr. Tulio.

You can't say that The Doll isn't perfect for you.

Absolutely perfect. How beautiful.

Well, I just need to put this box away and then we can go.

What is that?

Oh, I don't know. It turned up next to the mud pit.

I found it next to the truck.

Oh, of course. This must be the rest of the tools.

This little box must be where they keep the things,

the whatever they're called, the wrenches, the...

Hold it right, I can't do it all myself.

There.

Could this be the prize money?

How beautiful. How beautiful.

The Virgin of Carmen! She gave us a miracle. She gave us a miracle.

Pure money.

It doesn't buy happiness, but it does calm the nerves.

Holy Mother!

And it all happened before I knew it.

Daddy, I think you know, when a person falls in love...

Falls in love?

Whoever told you that screwing the first guy you see is love?

I'll tell you straight out, that's a shameless thing to do.

No, Dad, you shouldn't talk to me that way.

It's not like we're in the Stone Age or something.

Show some respect, your father is talking to you.

And you should kindly stay out of it when it's none of your business.

No, it is my business!

Because if it involves you, it involves me.

So do me the favor of telling me who the bum is that ruined you

because I'm going to beat the crap out of him, understand?

No.

Cecilia, please.

No, I can't tell you his name.

What for? So you can go and beat him to a pulp?

Your brother is right!

Tell us right now who did this!

Who was the scoundrel who did this to you?

I can't, Dad, I can't tell you!

-All right, stop, stop! -Stop, Dad!

-Let her go, let her go! -Let me go, let me go!

Stop, stop, stop.

Who would have thought...

that on the day I lost The Doll,

I'd also lose the apple of my eye.

Dad, please.

Dad, calm down, OK? Take it easy, come on.

Let go, let go.

Tell me, Cecilia.

Where did I fail?

What did I do wrong?

I don't deserve this from you.

For you to do this to me.

Dad, forgive me, OK?

I didn't want any of this...

Dad is asking you a question, damn it. Answer him!

Toronja, stop! Stop adding fuel to the fire, bro!

Your brother is right.

Either you tell us who is responsible for all this...

or you'll suffer the consequences.

You decide.

All right.

Fine.

Go ahead.

Go on.

The young lady feels grown up enough

to do whatever she feels like doing.

So, do me a favor, Cecilia.

Get your things and get out of this house.

-But Dad, Dad. -Oh, Armando, please.

Ninety, 91, 95, 100. There's some for you, too, Prosecutor.

Mr. Armando will be very happy when he finds out that we have the money

and that he'll get his truck back.

What are you talking about, man? What are you talking about?

Well, that's the money from the truck race.

Mr. Armando won it.

No, whatever!

That money was in the truck, so it belongs to me.

Look, get this. The law is like a song.

You not only need to know it, you need to interpret it.

For example, the principle of permissiveness applies here.

What isn't prohibited, is permitted.

That means that this money belongs to me

because I'm permitting myself to take it because it was inside the truck.

You've got to be legal, man, you've got to be legal.

Well, it's true that Chiqui really screwed up badly.

But throwing her out of the house?

And while she's carrying a baby?

No, that's not OK, really.

If you want, we'll throw her a baby shower.

Dad is right.

This girl needs to be taught a lesson.

Well, nobody threw you out of the house when you were screwing around

-with Mari, right? -Right?

Well, that's very different because I'm a man.

Oh, right.

So, because you're a man and Cecilia is a woman,

she doesn't have the right to screw a guy who turns her on and...

-shall we say, makes her really... -Shut your trap!

Quiet, that's your sister you're talking about. Don't be such a pig.

-You too? You too? -I mean, seriously.

Cut the crap.

Why can't you understand that girls have desires, too?

What century are we living in?

Grow up, why don't you, you couple of cavemen.

-It's not like having a screw is... -Shut up!

None of this is her fault.

It's the fault of that bum who...

well, who...

You understand, the...

-Well, who popped her cherry... -Yes, that, but don't say it!

-Don't say it like that. But yes. -We understand.

Who ruined her.

Listen to me.

What we need to do

is go find that bum and make him face up to this.

Make him take responsibility, got it?

Agreed?

Here, cupcake.

Thank you.

Do you really think this is what's best, Chiqui?

Calm down, let's wait for Mr. Armando to calm down, and you, too.

Well, I know my father.

A truck going downhill has better brakes than my dad when he's angry, OK?

That's the pot calling the kettle black.

My father already made his decision.

And I'm not going to go against him.

No, sir. And I won't humiliate myself, either.

Besides, it's not like it's the end of the world.

And where are you going to go like that?

What?

Like what?

Well, like that.

What, pregnant?

Well, to the coast.

Why to the coast? Is that where...

Yes. Right there. I just want to find my baby's father

and work this out once and for all.

-And he's going to take responsibility? -Of course.

Sam and I love each other more than anything.

Oh.

His name is Samuel.

And where did you meet him?

Listen, wait a minute, OK?

What's with that judgmental tone?

Are you all macho like the rest of them downstairs?

Hey, Chiqui.

It's just very strange that a guy in this situ...

That a guy would what?

Take me seriously? Leave me the hell alone, Peluche!

You don't even have money for the trip.

You don't know where you're going to sleep, Cecilia.

Well, yes. Yes, I do have money.

What I saved up, that will be enough.

Do you hear yourself, Cecilia?

If you want to expose yourself to any danger, well, go right ahead.

But that baby you're carrying, why should it have to pay

for you being so reckless?

Dear.

I know she made a mistake.

I'm not denying that.

But please...

we can't throw her out on the street like that.

You know how kids are today and,

and we're in the 21st century.

Really?

So just because we're in the 21st century,

we have to let the girl do whatever she wants.

We have to accept her shameless behavior?

But you yourself said it, she's a girl.

And since she's a girl, we can't throw her out of the house.

You must scrub hard to get the dirt off, my grandmother used to say.

Armando, have you stopped to think that the little baby

that she's carrying has your own blood?

It's going to be your grandson or granddaughter.

Just picture that little tadpole jumping all over the house.

Our own children are grown and that will make us happy, don't you think?

Or make us miserable, you mean.

It's a question of time.

No amount of time will close the wound that girl opened in my soul.

In my heart.

I took bread out of my own mouth so that Cecilia would never lack anything.

I was the best father I could be.

I don't deserve to be treated like this by my daughter.

OK, Chiqui.

It's OK.

I won't abandon you.

I'm afraid.

Well, you should be.

I don't want to be the bearer of bad news.

But I see evil in people, in others.

But you know what?

If you say that guy is going to take responsibility, I'm sure he will.

Everything will work out in the blink of an eye.

You see?

I'm a poet and I didn't know it.

Chiqui.

Don't worry.

First thing tomorrow, I'll pick up a route.

I'll get it with no problem.

Well, thank you. You're always there for me.

So, I'll see you tomorrow morning.

OK.

Welcome to Ramotrans.

Where everyone is family and the owner is at your service.

Hi.

Come in, Peluche, make yourself at home.

Miss Ramona, I need money and since you mentioned

that you need some goods picked up... if I can do it today, that's great.

Oh, honey, I know what it's like to be hungry, you know?

OK, let's see, what do we have here for Ramotrans?

This is very difficult, Peluche. Come, look.

Look, you can see that I'm not lying. Look.

Look, I have all the trips written down here.

I have a trip to the coast, but it's for three days from now

and I was thinking of giving it to Llantavieja.

What should we do?

But of course, for you, if you want, I can make it for tonight.

Holy Mary, absolutely.

All right, but on one condition.

Whatever.

That when you come back, we're going to hit the floor.

Hit... the floor?

Oh, Peluche, don't act so innocent.

You know that everyone in town says

that you're the best at... dancing.

So, are we going to get down, or what? Or are you going to play hard to get?

Oh, that face does it for me. Oh, I mean really...

What a son of a gun.

My little sister gets thrown out of the house so unfairly

just because she got hot in the pants for someone.

I think that's a lack of...

Show some respect and clean up your language, really.

Why don't you say goodbye to your sister, OK?

Listen, I knew that Dad was old-fashioned,

-but not this much, really. -Quiet, enough.

-He's got some nerve. -Come on.

Someone else has got some nerve.

Who, because she wants to hide that bum,

will let herself get thrown out of the house.

-You know what, Toronja? -What?

Enough.

I'm going to miss your lectures.

Stop, it's my turn.

Cecilia.

Honey, I...

Who's going to trim my hair now?

Oh, now you're making me cry, too.

Hey, don't film me.

This crybaby metalhead is going to make us all cry.

Hey, kids, stop all the fuss.

Are you going to say goodbye to her, or what?

Come on, come on.

Oh, Mom, don't start yelling like that, OK?

Oh, Mom.

May the Virgin of Carmen protect you and keep you well.

Take care and...

Did you already talk to him?

Yes, I did. Yes, yes.

-And what did he say about the baby? -Well, he said that...

Isn't that Miss Ramona's truck?

What did Peluche do to get hired by that cougar?

-Did you make the beast with two backs? -Stop, stop it, bro.

Hi, Toronja.

Chiqui, let's go.

You're going to have a problem with my dad for not minding your own business.

-Hey. -Hey, what? Look at this.

Look at this.

Be careful out there, OK, bro?

You know what?

I'll be back here in less than the blink of an eye, OK?

You promise, baby?

-Do you promise? -Yes, I promise.

All right, Chiqui, let's go.

-Let's go, it's getting late to load up. -Help her get her things in.

-Here, for the road. -Passengers with destination

-to the coast... -Bye, Godmother.

...please, fasten your seat belts.

-Bye, bro. -Be careful out there.

So, why the coast?

Well, she's going to try to meet with the boy there and...

and we'll see what happens.

She's really something, no? But she had her fling

really close by.

It's really strange, isn't it?

Strange or normal or whatever,

watch out for your dad.

I'll see what I can figure out.

-You heard, right? -Yes, I heard.

Falls in love?

Whoever told you that screwing the first guy you see is love?

What did I do wrong?

I don't deserve to be treated like this, for you to do this to me.

I'll tell you straight out, that's a shameless thing to do.

Tell me, Cecilia, where did I fail?

OK, Chiqui.

We're tanked up on coffee.

Here. This is yours, this is mine.

For the young lady.

Nice and dark.

For me.

And, well, cheers.

Chiqui, hand me the wrench.

Oh, Chiqui, what's wrong?

Come on.

What's wrong?

Are you OK?

Chiqui, there are lots of shops here.

If you want, I'll go with you.

No.

I'll go in by myself.

Don't move from here.

All right, I'll wait for you here. I won't move. I'm like a guard dog.

Uh, hi.

Can you do me a favor?

Can you tell me where I can find the management office?

-What? -That's the entrance.

Oh, thank you.

Oh.

Hello.

Hello. How can I help you?

Uh...

This is Samuel Araujo's office, right?

Uh, yes, but he's not here right now. He already left for the event.

And you are?

Well, a guest for the event. Of course, who else would I be?

Look, I just had a very long trip, OK? I came from Bogotá.

And with all the issues with the roads, you can imagine.

And to top it off, I left the invitation at home and I don't have the address.

And if I don't make it to that event, Mr. Samuel will be furious with me.

Do you think you could give it to me?

Peluche.

Peluche, hey. Let's go.

What's wrong? That disrespectful jerk doesn't even say hello?

He's on the other side of town.

Let's unload and go.

But why?

Toronja, you need to calm down, no?

We need to wait to hear from Chiqui

-to see what happened at the coast. -Oh, don't be naïve, Darío.

You know perfectly well that Cecilia made up that whole story

to help her hide her baby bump from that bum.

-What? -The guy lives here,

-I'm sure he lives here. -Hi, Dari.

Hi, baby.

-How are you? -I'll see you later, girls.

What? Really?

-What do you mean? Tell me. -Well, don't you remember

that Mr. Ricardo was making eyes at Cecilia the other day?

Mr. Ricardo?

Mr. Ricardo? Toronja, I'm not going to let you

start a problem with the only client who gives us regular work here in town.

Are you an idiot? Calm down, really.

Calm down? Calm down?

Show some respect. What do you think?

That I'm an animal who's incapable of controlling his emotions?

Toronja, wait a minute.

Toronja, Darío. Congratulations on the news.

You're going to be uncles.

-How did you hear that? -That's already old gossip.

Besides, your brother Yutúb keeps posting those videos.

Hey, but is it true that your father threw Chiqui out of the house?

And who's the kid's father?

I'll tell you later, I'm going to prevent a tragedy. Excuse me.

Toronja, it's a good thing I ran into you. I've got a container full of potatoes

that's going to the plains. Can you handle it?

Handle this.

Toronja!

Oh, my God!

Lucía.

Lucía, dear.

Ma'am.

Hi, dear. I've been looking for you all over the house.

It's really hard, no?

Keeping a family afloat...

It's not as easy as it looks, no, ma'am.

Sometimes it means making really hard decisions in life.

In fact, that whole business of doing things secretly, that's bad.

And I couldn't let Cecilia make a fool out of me

because not even God loves a fool.

Of course, no?

But dear, I swear to you on Almighty God...

that all of that is just clucking by a hen in heat.

In no time at all, she'll come to her senses

and come back here with her tail between her legs. I promise you.

Yes.

Lucía, dear, come on.

Listen to me, honey.

What could I do?

I couldn't let Cecilia... what?

Make decisions about her life just like that?

So rashly? No, ma'am.

As if she were in charge. And she's not in charge.

Because as long as I'm the boss in this house,

I must be respected.

Because I'm the boss here.

I'm not saying anything.

It's between you and your conscience.

Well, yes, ma'am.

My conscience and I are fantastic, we're very happy together.

Yes, because when I make a decision,

I make a decision, and that's it.

And I made the right decision and I'm not sorry...

I don't believe this.

Now what's wrong?

Now we've really got problems.

-What's wrong? What is it? -They're cutting off our electricity.

The guy in the uniform is outside.

Is that all? I'll take care of that.

No.

You're not going anywhere.

No, because you'll end up in a fistfight with him.

No, well, that's how you keep a family afloat...

There you go.

What am I, a bum? No, just beat me up.

Oh, Caliche. How can you do this to me?

By the Virgin of Carmen, the patron saint of this house,

you can't cut off my electricity.

No, Miss Lucía. You said that last time, and look.

Nothing. The bill never got paid.

And guess who the boss took it out on.

Me.

Oh, come on. That's in the past. Have faith and spirit.

Yes, with faith and spirit you need to learn

to not get behind on the bill.

And speaking of delays and all, I'm not a nosy person, right?

But is it true what they're saying about Chiqui?

That Chiqui got herself into huge trouble, that...

Oh, oh, look. Look, Caliche. Go ahead and cut off our electricity.

And get out of here.

Come on, confess, you were the one who deflowered her. Go on, talk.

Toronja, no more!

Look, you're crazy, Toronja.

In what language do I have to repeat to you that I've only

ever said hello to Chiqui, nothing more? Enough, stop.

Stop, bro, get off! I mean it, don't make me hurt you!

Either you take responsibility for Chiqui, you old cad, or I'll kill you.

But you're not going to leave her stuck with that little gift. No, sir.

I mean it. I warned you. I warned you.

No.

No! You know I can't take being freaking tickled.

-Who said you could... -Listen, kid.

If you try to mess with me again,

I'll have you sent straight to jail for assault. Got it?

-Mr. Ricardo, look, I'm so sorry... -Mr. Ricardo, my ass!

No Briceño is ever going to work for my company again!

Nobody, understood?

Bunch of savages.

They messed with the wrong guy!

Oh, really.

Do you realize the mess we're in because of you?

Mr. Ricardo has the most trucks in the entire region,

and if he doesn't give us work, how are we going to get routes?

Isn't that Nando?

Who?

Ceci's boyfriend from elementary school.

I don't know, how would I remember?

Toronja, Toronja, no! Oh, Toronja!

No, Toronja!

Listen, Chiqui.

Don't you think this is kind of high class?

What?

No, nothing. I was just thinking that...

I feel sorry for those girls who are all done up

because you're definitely going to be the prettiest.

Well, I guess it's time.

Yes.

Can you wish me luck?

Hey, Chiqui.

Nothing. Just...

if that guy acts like an idiot,

it's because he's blind.

No, no, no, really. Now we're really screwed.

This is a disaster.

I mean, it's like the Briceño house is in the apocalypse.

Be thankful that at least we have a wood-burning stove

so we can make arepas and cook.

Oh, no, of course, Mom. You're absolutely right.

We can fire up the Wi-Fi with the wood-burning stove, too, right?

Look at this idiot. Show your mother some respect.

Oh, Dad, you shouldn't talk, OK?

Because you're the reason we're in this mess.

Because if you hadn't gone and stirred things up with Chiqui,

she wouldn't have gone off with the truck

and lost the money and The Doll.

Oh, that's just great.

The birds shooting at the... Now I owe him something.

So I'm also the reason your sister got pregnant.

Oh, Dad. That's normal.

That's normal, look.

At my school, there were, like, three girls who were pregnant

and nobody made such a fuss, throwing their arms up in horror like you.

I mean, really. What century do you think we're living in?

Wake up, wake up. Come on, come on.

"Come on"? I'm going to smack you upside the head.

Stop talking if you're going to go on like that.

We can be in the 15th century, the 15th, the 1st,

but this home will remain a decent home,

like it always has been, damn it.

Well, in a decent home, they don't get their electricity cut off.

In a decent home, there's Internet, even if it's just to upload

a freaking video to the web, Dad.

Look, don't go shaking the wasps' nest if you don't want to get stung.

Dad, you don't understand.

Look, you don't understand.

You don't understand what can happen if my followers don't see

that I'm constantly interacting with them, every day.

-"Followers"? -"Follower"?

Followers.

That's one and counting.

Dad, what's more, you know what? My phone is going to run out of battery.

It's going to run out of battery because, of course,

we don't have anywhere to charge it.

Two and counting.

And what's more, you know what? I'm going to be a fugitive,

like a fugitive, stealing Wi-Fi from who knows where.

Three and counting.

No, Dad, Dad, calm down, that's not good for you.

Really. Look, your cholesterol is going to go up, your blood pressure.

-That's not good for you, Pop. -Pop?

No, no, Dad!

Little shit!

-Why don't you throw him out? -I should throw him out, right, dear?

Yes, throw him out like you threw her out. One less mouth to feed.

That's how you keep families afloat.

That's one and counting, Miss Lucía.

What did you say to me?

Dear, is there any cheese to go with the molasses tea?

Give me a kiss.

Remember, my children, that a matrimonial union

will only be successful if we devote all our days to the Lord.

-That is how you will find the way to... -Excuse me.

Excuse me, I have a question.

Could you tell me where Samuel Araujo is?

Samuel? The groom?

-The groom? -...the holy Catholic Church,

I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.