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I'm not going to let you take me away!

And if you do, you'll have to drag me away,

because you can't take me away for no good reason!

Look, city girl, don't make such a big fuss, come on.

No, sir!

I'll help you myself, Officer.

What? Let me go, you gringo! Let me go!

Let the girl go!

Let the girl go, now!

Rotten gringo.

She's a thief.

She's going to jail.

Oh, I'm surprised at you, Bonilla.

A person of your caliber believing this gringo's lies.

Don't get involved in this. I have enough to deal with already.

Listen, I saw with my own eyes when the gentleman here,

this disgusting bum, put his hand right on her butt.

All she was doing was defending herself.

That's a lie.

She's part of the same criminal gang!

Oh, that makes it easy, then.

If you take her away, you're taking me away, too.

But I'll tell you one thing, Bonilla.

First, you're going to pay me everything you owe me, you hear?

Wait. I don't have the money to pay you.

Don't be unreasonable.

I'll pay you later, I'll pay you next month.

Look, he made it even easier.

Don't worry, Bonilla, what I'm going to do

is go directly to your wife to get the money.

-I'll see you in jail. -Ilse...

Hang on, hang on, hang on.

Sir, I think we're going to have to leave this...

...right here.

Calm down or I'll take you to jail.

Ilse, I'll pay you later.

Have you lost your mind? Huh?

I'm telling you that that uncouth social climber

wants to manipulate you so she can get your last name and your bloodline,

and you're so happy that you're hopping on one foot.

-I don't understand you! -Mom, listen, let me explain.

You know that all my life, I've prayed to God

for a woman like Cecilia.

And I found her, OK?

Oh, my sweet Cuqui, my boy.

And your little friends on the Internet, my love?

-Oh... -Some of them are pretty.

Oh, yes, my little friends on the Internet that you block and delete, Mom.

They don't pay any attention to me.

But that's going to change, because Cecilita Briceño...

fixed her gaze on Cuqui, huh?

And that's why she is going to leave this house today.

Oh, no. Over my dead body, Mrs. Minerva.

Look, this is the first time I have the opportunity

to experience all the love, yeah.

I'm not going to miss it, eh?

Excuse me.

Look, Cuqui.

Honestly, it hurts me to say this, but you are sick in the head.

But I'm well in my heart, Mom, and that's what matters.

And let's not scare Cecilia off, OK?

So listen, be careful, let's not say anything to her

about you overhearing that conversation.

All right?

I love you.

I'm really so thankful to you for what you did,

because if it hadn't been for you, who knows what jail I'd be in.

Oh, girl, that Bonilla is all bark and no bite.

You just need to know how to get in good with him.

No, but I got in on the wrong foot.

Oh, kid, I'm going to explain something to you.

Because you're a woman, everyone is going to want to take advantage of you.

The same exact thing happened to me when I first got here.

What, you're not from here?

No, are you kidding, city girl?

I'm a foreigner.

Can't you tell?

I'm from the Independent Republic of Chiriguaná Cesar.

But wait, because I'm no city girl.

I'm from Villa del Carmen.

It's all the same.

In this town, anyone who's not from the coast is a city slicker.

Look, I haven't introduced myself.

Since I like you, I'm going to call you "sis."

Nice to meet you, sis.

Ilse Lulitza Margarita Botes Antegra.

Although in this town, everyone calls me "Lightning Rod."

And if you want, you can call me that, too.

Well, then, very nice to meet you.

I'm Cecilia Araminta de los Ángeles Briceño.

And you can call me "Chiqui" or "Chechi."

"Chiqui"?

That sounds nice.

And why do they call you "Lightning Rod"?

Oh, well, that's a story. I'll explain.

The thing is, all the truckers in the area,

when they have problems with their wife, or with their girlfriend,

you know what I mean,

they come to me, and for what?

So that Ilse Lulitza, my love, stops the lightning bolt...

-...before the storm starts. -Ceci!

-How are you doing? -Oh, good.

Mr. Boni, I'm so happy to see you. I brought what you asked me for.

Oh, really? What did you bring me?

What do you think?

This is called "Fruit of Passion."

A citrus fragrance, Mr. Boni.

But at the same time, sweet. Here.

Your honey is going to love this when you put it on.

And I'm going to love it even more when I put it on her.

-Oh, Mr. Boni. -Listen, but...

Things are a bit delayed, understand?

-What do you mean? -I'm going to have to pay you later,

because we're on the edge.

I'm surprised. That's never been a problem.

I am going to ask you for one thing.

Let my girl here leave work a little early.

-Hey, no. -Yes!

And that way, we're doing each other a favor. Just saying.

No?

Ah...

One, two, three, action.

Julia, Julia, Julia, Julia, my love

I love you, Julia More than my truck

If in order to see you I need to fly

With my truck, I can try

If in order to see you I need to fly

With my truck, I can try

No!

-Bravo! -Oh, thank you very much!

Thank you very much, my dear public, really.

Oh, thank you, friend. May God repay you this and much more.

-I really thought you'd be embarrassed. -No, well, of course I'm embarrassed.

How could I not be, half-naked out here in public?

But that's the whole point of the challenge, right?

It has to be hard to do.

-Well, of course. -Yes.

And who's Jazmín?

That's a long story.

Oh, well, OK. I have to admit it.

-You won the challenge. -Yes!

-So, if you want, here's my network. -Great.

It's "sofi2004."

-"sofi2004." -And the password is the same,

but backwards.

Sofi... what a pretty name, no?

-And yours? -No, mine isn't "Sofi."

Oh, so silly!

No, mine is uglier.

My name is uglier than hitting your own mother.

Did it work?

Yes, yes, yes.

Oh, look. It's loading. It's loading.

Hey, but that one, the one you have there on your phone,

don't even think about posting it, OK?

That depends on how you behave.

Well!

How awesome.

And you live here, right?

No. Of course not. Not at all. I mean, hello, look at me.

No, I'm here, checking out the sights, hanging out...

-The usual, chilling, cool. -So, you're on vacation, like me.

-Exactly. -Oh, great!

-What a coincidence, no? -Definitely.

And do you have plans for tonight?

No.

There's a great party with my friends from the university.

You can come, if you want. If you don't have plans, of course.

OK.

Well, that doesn't sound too bad, you know?

I'd like to go.

Sure, OK? Count on me. Absolutely.

-Well, then, if you want, follow me. -OK.

And I'll follow you back, OK?

Yes, yes. Absolutely, absolutely. I will, too.

-See you later. Bye. -Great, bye.

-Hi, Ilse. -Bye, Camilito.

-Don't worry, I'll pay you. -Don't worry, I'll be waiting.

-Bye, Ilse. -Bye, girl.

I used to pass through here about once a month with my dad.

Hmm, what for?

Well, ever since I was little...

I've gone with my dad on his trips.

My dad is a trucker, through and through.

Hmm.

How come that stopped?

That's a long story.

Hey, Ilse Lulitza, do you know of any room

that's clean, nice and cheap where I could stay?

What, girl, don't tell me you're sleeping on the street?

No, thank goodness.

I'm staying in the house of a... friend.

But his mom spits fire every time she sees me.

If I had a place to go, I'd grab my things and leave.

-I do know someone. -Who?

Look here.

Why don't you come live with me?

That way, we can keep each other company and also share the expenses, no?

Just saying.

-Deal. -Deal.

-Uh-huh. -Uh-huh.

Mr. Pascual, this isn't what we agreed on.

We also didn't agree that you were going to return the car to me all scratched up,

without a mirror, and with no gas.

And that costs money, friend, right?

And what am I supposed to do with this chump change?

Put it away, because it's not yours.

-What? -That's the base for tomorrow.

-Come on. And my part? -There's no "my part" here.

You owe me 50,000 pesos for the repairs.

But don't worry! You'll pay me tomorrow with what you earn.

That way, you'll start getting paid up, right?

Thank you. Excuse me.

Old goat.

Greedy bloodsucker.

Mmm, that is elegance and style, Fabián.

No, these are Yutúb's clothes, they're really tight on me.

No, you look fantastic. Wait a minute.

Besides, that's the style now. Miss Ramona is going to go nuts over it.

Wait a minute.

I call this cologne "the seven screws".

Look, Darío, do you really think we're doing the right thing?

Bro, if that woman falls in love with me, then what?

I'll really have my hands full.

And I'm not interested in her at all.

No, you just need to keep her dancing the whole time.

You distract her like that, and the time will pass in no time.

Stop making such a fuss. Come on.

-Hi, Chiqui. -Peluche!

-Hey, who's that? -Hi!

How are you? How is everybody?

Oh, well, pretty good, thank God. You know. Hanging in there, like always.

Oh, I'm so glad! Well? Have you forgotten me already?

Listen to you!

-How could we forget you, it... -We love you, Chiqui! We love you!

I hope that next time... Next time, you call your favorite brother,

it's not like this.

That Darío really never changes. He's always as brash as ever, no?

Tell him that I'll call him soon...

so that we can catch up on all the gossip.

Darío.

Peluche, I have a question.

What happened with my dad? How is he?

Why won't he tell me what happened with The Doll?

Oh, well, Chiqui, of course he took it hard, right? But it's fine.

We're all working really hard to get The Doll back.

Peluche, take good care of my dad, OK?

I don't want him to get depressed or get sick,

because I know what that truck means to him.

No, don't worry, Chiqui, I promise you

that I'm not going to let anything bad happen to Mr. Armando.

You know how much I love my dad, so promise me.

I swear on the Virgin of Carmen, who's the one who protects us.

When you least expect it, we're going to get The Doll back.

Oh, well, no...

Go on.

OK, I'll tell him.

-All right, take care, OK? -All...

-You know what, Darío? -What?

Ramona is going to save our hide. So let's do it.

That's what I want to hear, dude!

Let's go get her, bro!

If you were mine

I would drink you in Every day

And on your forbidden lips

I would sleep

If you were mine

I would give you

Every breath of my being If you were mine

If I could

I would give you My mind and my passion

I would renounce my pain And my bitterness

I'd give you

My whole life

If I could

I would embrace you every ni...

Mrs. Amalfi?

Oh... I... I'm sorry, Toronja. I had left my apartment keys...

in the kitchen. You know that I...

-...I don't like to go to sleep... -Look, Mrs. Amalfi.

I was born at night, but not last night.

I know that you were recording me with your phone.

Well, yes, but just a few seconds, no more,

and since you were turned around, no one will know it was you.

I do.

I know it's me.

And since I know it's me, that's more than enough.

So do me a favor and delete that video, OK?

De-lete it.

Oh, OK, but relax, Toronja.

Did you delete it?

There. Goodbye, video.

Thank you, Mrs. Amalfi.

Mrs. Amalfi, can I ask you for another favor?

Of course.

Don't tell anyone you saw me doing this, for God's sake.

Oh, Toronja.

You're acting as if I had caught you committing a crime.

Well...

Well, not exactly a crime, no. But you know how people sometimes...

People here in town gossip a lot and...

And they already talk about me enough with that whole boxing thing.

I don't need them to now... start up with this singing nonsense.

Nonsense?

I promise you that I won't say a word to anyone.

Thank you.

But you do have an incredibly beautiful voice.

A force, a presence...

All right, Mrs. Amalfi, I'm getting back to work, OK?

So you can keep looking for your keys...

while I have plenty of work to do here.

-So, if you'll forgive me... -Oh, but...

Smiling is free, you know!

Look at this guy. He woke up on the wrong side of bed.

All right, my beautiful princess of the high plateaus,

I wonder, on this sunny afternoon, and I ask,

how are you?

Fine, Cuqui. How are you? Why are you so dressed up?

No, do you think I'm dressed up? Not at all.

This is casual for Cuqui.

Listen, my love, wouldn't you like to go to the dining room

to have some really awesome food?

No, Cuqui, I can't eat with you because I'm here to collect my things.

What do you mean, Ceci?

Well, yes, I'm going to go live with a friend.

No. What?

She's here.

Peluche, I want you to use that beautiful face on that woman, OK?

Oh, look.

Son of a gun.

He's selling it.

What good does a truck do Mr. Tulio?

What he wants is money.

FOR SALE SUPER BARGAIN

Hello, hello.

Cuqui, this is...

Ilse. Ilse, say hi to Cuqui.

-How are you? -Nice to meet you.

-How are you? -Ilse Lulitza Margarita Botes Antegra,

but as I was just telling my sis here, everyone calls me "Lightning Rod."

-And you can also call me... -Sweetheart!

You're leaving, sweetheart? Oh, what a shame, really.

But, well, that's life.

And as the wise saying goes...

"If you love her, you have to let her go."

It didn't work out this time, Cuqui.

What didn't work out?

Can you believe that Cuqui wants to...

I want to invite you, right now, in a very formal way,

to join me in the dining room, we are going to share a dinner

that we prepared with all the love in the world.

There's food. Sis, we came at just the right time.

Well? Shall we go in, please?

-No, no. Cuqui, I don't... -Follow me, let's go.

-Let me help you, let's go. -Cuqui... No, Cuqui, come on.

-Good evening, boys. -Good evening, Blanquita.

Oh... this lady likes her coffee really strong.

Well, it helps to ward off the cold, no? For the whole night.

What? You're planning to sit there all night like a lamppost?

Well, yes, that's what I need to do.

Because, well, Mr. Tulio hasn't been able to hire

a night watchman.

And, well, I'm doing it in the meantime, because the situation is really rough.

But that's the money from the tickets from the contest.

Mr. Armando won it.

Not at all! That money was in the truck, so it belongs to me!

Boys,

you're probably having a rough time without your Doll, aren't you?

Holy Mary, what? How can you think that, Miss Blanquita?

We've got plenty of work, thank goodness.

Of course.

Fortunately. Speaking of which, let's go, it's getting late

to finish the work we still need to do.

So, see you later, Miss Blanquita. Be well, have a good night, OK?

Well, I hope so, God willing.

Have a good one, Miss Blanquita.

Have a very good night.

Oh, my blessed mother!

Better yet, blessed holy face, blessed Virgin Mary,

God, the stars, the universe, really, everything!

How long were we without power? Huh?

Like two days? Because for me, it was an eternity.

-Well. -Come here, look at me, look at me.

How come you look so happy? What's going on?

Come on, spill it.

Come, come here, come.

Oh, you put on the entire bottle of cologne!

Just like dogs when they roll around in the field.

Oh, no, Mom, come on.

I'm going to a party that I got invited to.

Listen, Mom, have you seen my favorite pants, the black ones?

The ones that are all cool that...

Oh, yes, the ones that look like girls' pants?

Mom, come on, what do you mean, girls? Please.

No, ma'am. They have style, that's different.

No, but come on, you really haven't seen them?

No.

Who could have taken them?

Well? What did I tell you? That face is a lady-killer.

Oh, come on.

I feel incredibly uncomfortable, but anyway, let's do this...

Wait a minute, act normal.

Hi, Peluche. It's been a while since you've visited me at the store.

-How have you been? -Hi, Luz. Fine.

Wow, God really did give bread to a toothless man.

No, it's so unfair.

Do you know what I would do to have that face

and pick up a girl like that?

Oh, heads up, there she is.

Where?

Hi!

I mean it, dude. Like a tiger, OK?

Our entire future depends on you. Don't forget it.

Don't worry, I'll be right here keeping an eye out just in case.

Go, go, go on. Be strong, go on.

Ramona, how are you doing? Oh, you look really beautiful today.

Oh, you don't look so bad yourself, no?

Look, so much meat and no potatoes.

If you want, we can...

Oh, Miss Ramona.

Come on, let's go, buy me a drink, I know you're rolling in dough today.

But, Ceci, nobody is throwing you out of here.

I mean, I want you to feel like you're in your own home.

Oh, come on, Cuqui, stop, tone it down, the poor kid.

You're harassing her.

She has the right to be in her own space with her friend.

-Besides, women understand each other. -You said it, ma'am.

A woman always knows what another woman wants.

And I would hate to sell these beauties to men.

Well, I'll go get my things.

Sis, want me to go with you?

No, wait here, wait.

Why don't you sell that stuff to my mom

and I'll go help out Ceci and see what she needs?

Excuse me.

Ma'am.

What do you think of this one, ma'am?

-Cheers! -Cheers!

Oh, you caught me without anything to toast with.

-How's it going? -Great, and you?

Fine. Was it easy to find?

Yes, it was really quick.

-I'll introduce you to my friends, OK? -OK!

Oh, how exciting!

Look, guys, let me introduce you to my friend.

-Ra. -Ra.

-Hey, how are you? -How are you?

-Lou. -Lou.

Hi.

-And my best friend, Dan. -Dan.

Ra, Lou, Dan, dude!

Nice to meet you. How are you doing?

Fe... Felipe.

Felipe Prieto. Felipe Prieto.

Guess what, we met today in town.

Well, because I'm here on vacation, just like you.

Well, because, of course, I live in Bogotá.

And where are you going to school?

Well, the same university as you guys.

And what's the same university as us?

Well, the same university, Dan.

-Right. -What are you studying?

Well, I study... I study media.

-Right? -I study media.

Well, that's odd, because I hang out a lot with the people in media,

-the cool people in media, you know? -Oh.

And I've never seen you around there.

Oh, well, that must be for two reasons.

First, maybe they're in another year.

And second, because I'm not that cool

and when I go there to study, I don't waste any of my time.

OK, and do you have estates around here?

No, I have a little house, super modest, because I don't need anything more.

It's a great hangout, chill, relaxed.

-"Modest." -Yes.

And what high school did you graduate from in Bogotá?

Enough, Dan. What's with the interrogation?

Tone it down.

I'm just trying to be nice.

Sorry if I scared you.

No, no, Dan. It's fine. All good.

Why don't you find another victim, because I'm going to dance with Pipe.

-Bye. -Bye!

Bye!

-Armando, you know what? -What?

I think our little Breiner has a girlfriend.

You wouldn't believe how decked out he was.

I think he put on that outfit that we got him for Christmas Eve,

the one I said he could only wear for a special occasion.

-You don't say. -Yes.

Oh...

How long ago was it that I held him in my hands, do you remember?

Changing his diapers.

And now he's a young man.

What's wrong, Armando?

Are you all right?

Dear, how did you manage to have them turn our power back on?

Can you believe that I made enough money with the wraps?

And now, when they give you the money, we'll pay the other bill we owe.

And we'll be all set.

Of course, dear. We just need to wait for payday at the end of the week.

And it went well?

I imagine that early shift must be very hard.

Go over there, come over here. It's very tiring.

And driving around Bogotá must be hard, no?

Not at all.

It's as easy as taking candy from a baby, honey.

It's not rocket science.

I'm going to bed, because I have to get up early again tomorrow.

Oh, come on, Cuqui, stop making such a fuss.

Even my brothers didn't make a scene like that when I left home.

Ceci, I just want to understand, my love.

I mean, what's going on? Is it the way my mother's acting,

and all of that, that made you change your plans?

No, my plans are still the same, Cuqui.

My love, I'll talk to my mom, so that she won't be so uptight.

So everything can be awesome between us, OK?

Look, Cuqui. This is your mom's house.

She can do whatever she wants.

Yes, Ceci, but look...

How much are you going to pay for that apartment, my love?

-Three hundred. -Three hundred?

No way!

Give me 150.

For 150, you and Ilse can have this room.

This piece that you have there is a tiny bit more expensive.

But there's a reason for that.

This is a piece of extremely high quality.

Oh, don't make that face, ma'am.

If you like it, I'll arrange a little payment plan

so you can pay it at your convenience.

Don't worry, Mom. You know what?

Buy whatever you want, my queen, because we're getting a ton of money.

-Really, Cuqui? -Yes, Mom. Well...

Officially, listen...

As of today, Miss Ilse and Miss Cecilia

are going to be living here.

Listen. They're going to pay rent and everything.

Huh?

Ilse, if you agree, of course.

Well, it would cost us half.

The house isn't that nice, but the room is bigger.

Oh, sis, either here or there, it's all the same to me.

Oh, Peluche...

You inspire me so much, baby.

Can you believe it? I even made up a poem about you.

-Oh, really? -Yes.

And how does it go?

Oh... How does it go.

Love is the biggest and purest feeling.

You look for it outside and end up with it inside.

Oh, Miss Ramona!

Huh? What do you think?

Tell me, baby. Do you have a girlfriend, or are you hiding one, you sly boy?

No, sly, no, no.

Miss Ramona, the thing is that I...

No. There aren't any girls here that make the earth move for me.

-Oh, no? -Not in this town.

And a woman?

-Huh? -Well...

Your friends are so nice.

I loved them. Are they always that nice, or just with me?

Don't pay any attention to them.

Dan is just really hard to get to know.

Oh, well, what do they say? Small feet...

Where do you come up with these things?

Since I met you here in town,

Dan probably thinks, I don't know,

that you're from this town, or something like that.

And what's wrong with the people from this town?

I mean... do they have leprosy? Or do we... do they smell bad, or what?

Pipe, calm down!

No, I am calm.

It's just that, the people from town are...

different from us.

What?

Different from us!

Well...

Not that much, in my opinion.

Are you upset about what I said?

No, of course not.

Not at all, not at all.

Relax. Really, it's fine. Everything's fine, fine, fine.

-You're sure? -Yes, yes, yes.

Sis, don't you think that Cuqui has the hots for you?

No, what hots?

He's just a good person.

You're overreacting.

Good person, but really.

Are you really going to tell me that you didn't notice

the flowers he left you when you got here,

that he put on all that cologne?

And he got all dressed up, because he was looking good.

I'm sure the flowers were from, what's her name? Mrs. Minerva.

And about the cologne... it must be because he's going to meet up with a girl.

As if men weren't like that.

And what's the deal with that?

What? What deal?

Sis, look. If we're going to live together...

Sooner or later, I'm going to figure out what's going on with you.

Why don't you just spill it?

If I only knew where to start.

Sis, it's easy.

With the phone call you just refused.

That's a good start.

He's the father of my child.

Oh, you have a kid.

Well, I'm carrying one.

Well, then?

Are we continuing, or stopping?

Of course, we're continuing.

But you could be a little more gentle.

Sis, how long are you going to keep putting it off?

I don't understand. What are you talking about?

Well, I mean the kid.

Sooner or later, you're going to have to answer that loser

and tell him what's going on.

Look, if you really, and I mean really want to be my friend,

I need you to understand something.

He's a married man.

Oh, sis, married or whatever, he's still the baby's father.

-Right? -Yes.

-Well... -But I, Cecilia Araminta Briceño, Ilse,

am not going to break up a marriage. I can't!

And do you know what the only thing I want is?

To keep that idiot far away from me, and from my baby.

That's all I want.

Sis, I'm not saying that you should go near him.

Then what?

I would have liked for...

for my mom to have let me get to know my dad, that's all.

I think a child has that right, no?

-Pipe. -What?

This is one of my favorite songs.

No.

Mine, too.

-No... -Yes.

-No! -Yes.

My entire life, I've loved this song.

Don't you think this is a super strange connection?

Super.

Like two peas in a pod, no?

Or like soul mates.

Uh-huh.

Mom, where are you going?

To an old people's home, Cuqui.

To a nursing home where I won't be a bother to anyone.

Well, if that's your decision, you must have your reasons.

I'm leaving, Cuqui. And really, I want to tell you...

that I loved being your mother, Cuqui.

Even though you have paid me back in the worst way, Cuqui.

Because you really have paid me back in the worst way.

But you know what? I don't care.

Because that's what a mother's love is about.

A mother loves her children not expecting anything in return, Cuqui.

Hey, Mom.

What is it, my love?

Say hi to the old people for me, OK?

God bless, and I'll come by the nursing home on Sunday to say hi.

Look, kid. And you say hello to those two idiots

that you have as friends! You hear?

And say hi to your whole family.

Because, evidently, those women matter more to you

than this sack of old bones

that'll be devoured by worms one day.

Be happy, Cuqui.

And don't stop me. Don't stop me, my love.

Don't stop me, because nothing you can say

will make me change my mind.

I love you, Cuqui.

That's the tramp that stole the other woman's husband.

Can you believe that? And they formed a group

saying they were best friends.

Imagine that. That's life.

Move over, move.

Baby, you know what?

My whole chassis is hurting.

Do you think we could go somewhere a little darker to...

OK? And exchange some ideas.

-Come on. -Well, OK, Miss Ramona.

You know what, sure. It would be great to hang out over there, but...

I have something I want to tell you. Should I tell you over there?

Oh, yes, definitely. Let's go.

Oh, Miss Ramona!

Well? You want another?

Well, the easy way?

-Nina? -No!

Fatty Briceño?

No, no, no. Not anymore, no.

-Wow! What's up, bro? -What's up?

You got tattoos and everything. I didn't even recognize you.

I didn't know you liked metal. That's awesome.

How would you know if you never come here?

Besides, we never talk, no?

Well, with that music that they play, who would even want to come?

I can't argue with that, bro.

But you know what, I actually am really glad I came.

Well, then?

What were you going to tell me? Use that little mouth.

Oh, yes, what I was going... What I was going to say, Miss Ramona...

Yes, the thing is...

I wanted to ask you if, maybe, if it would be any problem...

to give me and the Briceños some trips.

That's what you were going to tell me?

Well, yes, ma'am. The thing is...

You know we're the best drivers in the region, right?

And after that problem we had with Mr. Ricardo

and everything that happened with Chiqui, well...

We're in a tough spot. Understand?

Oh, yes, Peluchito. I know it's very hard to be poor.

It's a shame, but you know what?

The thing is that right now, I only have openings

for truckers who have their own truck, understand?

And I need them urgently, that's true.

Do you know what it is?

My drivers aren't interested in nighttime trips.

-Oh... -So, well...

I don't know, we're negotiating.

Make me an offer I'd be interested in.

Miss Ramona...

Oh, Peluchito...

Here.

Open these for me.

What are you looking at? Are you here with someone?

No, no, no. It's fine.

Just an acquaintance.

Here. Why don't you tell me how you got

the music of the Psycho Killers in concert.

Give me your phone and I'll download the link for you.

Here.

And, well...

While I'm at it, I'll give you my number, no?

In case you want to call me sometime.

-I don't know. -Absolutely.

Your girlfriend is calling you.

Who?

Well, who else would you nickname "Peluche"?

Hello?

OK, fine. See you.

I'll be right back. I need to go put out a fire, or really, start one.

That's fine.

Hey. It was awesome seeing you again.

Same here.

-Darío. -Huh?

The bathrooms are that way. The exit is over there.

Oh, yes. I know, it's all good.

No, bro, that woman has me all flustered.

I haven't even been able to pee.

Oh, stop whining, man, you sound like a stuck pig.

Don't worry so much, Peluche.

All you need to do is what any man would do.

Oh, no, if you're such a man,

if you think it's that easy, you can have her.

There you go. I'll even pay you extra.

I can't, bro, because the woman has bad taste and she's stuck on you.

Besides, well...

What if she just wants to talk, and that's it?

Oh, I couldn't...

Oh, that's so wonderful. Look at that tight butt.

Oh, baby. We're finally going to get Peluche.

-Oh, Miss Ramona. -Oh, oh.

Don't you think you're acting kind of strange?

No. Get ready, baby, and go fast because there are no red light cameras here.

No, no, no! Don't take off your jacket.

Let's talk like this, OK? Don't you think that's better?

What's wrong? Aren't you turned on?

Aren't you ready for me?

-Me? -Uh-huh.

-No, no, no. -Oh, no?

Then sit back, baby,

and relax, because I'm an expert, you hear?

My name is Ramona, and I'll make you moan.

Understand?

Peluche, thank you so much for everything you did for me.

But this is where we say goodbye.

Why?

-Miss Ramona! -Oh! What's wrong? Did I hurt you?

No. I have to tell you the truth.

I just can't do this.

Oh...

You know what? I get it.

I mean, you play for the other team, right?

What? No, no, no. How can you say that?

No, Miss Ramona. It's just that...

I'm in love with another woman.

I can't get her out of my head.

Forgive me, I just can't do this.

Oh, well, that explains everything, no?

And who's the lucky girl?

She...

She doesn't live around here.

Oh... This thing called love, Peluche.

I actually understand you. I've been there, too.

And you can count on me for whatever.

Really?

You know what?

You know that I support you in everything.

Holy Mary, that's awesome. So you mean...

You'll still do business with the Briceños?

Oh, no, no, no! That's history.

I mean moral support.

Which is what you need right now.

Really.

Oh, but I thought that, maybe...

No, I didn't bring you here to think. Please.

Are you going on foot, or should I call you a taxi?

Thank you.

Millennials, they all act like they're gay.

No way. What, your truck won't go uphill?

I assure you that my truck works perfectly well

and can reach any height.

Really? So why couldn't you, huh?

I could.

-But I didn't want to. -The same crap!

I wasn't interested in that woman one bit.

And you can't force me!

So the boy can't make one damn effort?

One? Just... one? Hmm?

So just because I'm a man,

I need to get with any woman who crosses my path?

Well, no, bro. I have my dignity.

-Dignity, or you're a fag? -What did you say? Huh?

-Say it if you're such a man. -Stop, stop, stop!

You know what, Peluche? Thanks a lot.

You just ruined the one chance we had to get work in this town.

I'm going to tell you one thing.

Don't ever do that to me again.

Take that.

Oh, I'm so excited.

-I want to see it! -OK, OK, OK.

-Now. -One...

Two... And three!

Well?

What do you think?

-Pretty... -Tati, my love, I know you.

Tell me the truth, you don't like it. Tell me the truth.

It's a little outdated, but... it can be remodeled.

What, "outdated." The house is perfect.

Look at the space, we're right on the beach.

This way, please, good lady.

This house, my love, is...

Look. Look at the living room, look at the dining room.

Well, yes. You're right.

It is very spacious.

It needs to be spacious, my love.

Otherwise, where will our five future children play?

Five? You're crazy if you think we're having five kids.

Well, then... Look at the little Tati playing here.

And Sammy Junior... My love, it's perfect.

So, you know what? Let's have...

Ten, whatever...

My love, shall we make one now?

-No. You're going to mess up my hair. -It doesn't matter.

No, it does matter. I'm going to make a call

to see how much it will cost to remodel.

What? Call whom, my love?

What about my kiss?

Later.

My love...

My love.

MY MERMAID

But what's the problem with this uniform?

Well, everything, Mr. Bonifacio. It's because those pants are so short

that that gringo put his hands on me.

But I told you that this is no place for women.

-Oh, but if you want it that way. -No, sir.

Hardly. You're mistaken.

It's not a place for women who dress like that.

But for women like me who want to learn about trucks...

-...it's the perfect place. -Stop it with the same old story.

Mr. Bonifacio, I'm going to keep saying it

until you're tired of it. How about that?

What's more...

When are you going to let me show you that I do know about trucks?

Hey, Memo! Wait, I'll help you!

Wait there, wait, I'm coming.

-Hey, Ilse. -Uh-huh.

Why don't you help me get a great job at the lot?

At the lot?

As if a Chaljub has ever set foot in a dirt lot.

Look, Cuqui, why don't you take that fork

and plunge it into my heart so you can just kill me once and for all?

-You hear? -Oh, Mom... Come on!

You're overreacting!

-Listen, Ilse. -Hmm.

Do you know why I want to be at the lot?

To be closer to Chechi.

And what's that about?

Didn't she ever tell you our story?

Listen to me, eh, and open your eyes.

Open your eyes. I'm going to tell you the story of how Cecilia and I met.

Because Cecilia Briceño saved my life.

Girl, my life.

And how did that happen?

I'm walking down the street, all cool, like I walk,

when, out of nowhere: "Hi, what are you doing?"

"Hey, are you talking to me?"

"Hey, hey, hey," another, another, another.

Eight guys come out of nowhere.

Bam, bam, bam!

Here, and here. Bam, bam, bam! Pop, pop, pop!

"Take this, screw you!" And I'm all: "No, not my face, not my face!"

When... What pulls up?

-A truck. -A truck.

A truck, and Ceci got out.

"Leave the guy alone!"

She took out a tire iron like this. Whack!

She really gave it to those guys.

Oh, they ran off.

Ilse, that girl is tough. I'm not kidding.

Oh, yes, bro. That's why she's my friend. Because she's tough.

And what happened after that?

She comes over and says to me in her accent:

"Hey, Cuqui, do you want me to give you a ride home?"

How could I refuse?

Come on. So I say: "Girl, sounds good to me."

She took me home without her father even knowing.

Really. That's why I love her.

Tell me how I couldn't fall in love with that girl forever, huh?

Look...

Wash that, please.

Toronja...

Did you see the reality show?

Look: "Searching for a Star".

I don't like that nonsense, Mrs. Amalfi.

But how can you not like it, if it's a reality show for singers?

They've already started nationwide auditions!

Can you believe it?

And the winners will be on television and everything.

-So? -What do you mean, "So"?

Toronja, you're a singer!

This reality show is perfect for you!

And all you need to do is send in a video. That's all.

Look, Mrs. Amalfi...

I don't like that nonsense.

And I'll tell you for the last time. Let's drop the subject of singing, OK?

Toronja...

But...

What? You're planning to sit there all night like a lamppost?

Well, yes, that's what I need to do.

Because, well, Mr. Tulio hasn't been able to hire

a night watchman.

Holy Mary! That's it.

Listen to this one.

So that song is "Sacred Putrefaction," right?

Oh, no, bro. You're wrong there.

-No? -"The Eviscerated Insect."

-No! -Yes.

Hey, you're the first girl in this town to know more about this than I do.

And I have a lot more things to teach you.

Out of Orbit!

How does she do it?

-Hi, Peluche. -What's up, Darío?

Hey, listen up, bro,

I know a way for us to get some good work.

-And we can't miss. -What do you mean? Tell me.

We're going to steal The Doll.

Look, someone needs to get underneath. No, no.

We need to wait until tomorrow for the assistant to come

so that he can do it, understand?

Mr. Boni, really, I can't wait that long.

Dude, the thing is, my back is messed up, bro.

Otherwise, I'll tell you.

I'd get under there myself and tell you what's going on.

But my back won't allow it, understand?

Mr. Bonifacio...

Why don't you let me? I'll see what I can do, OK?

I'll do it for free.

Look, be quiet. We'll discuss this later.

Please.

Hey, do you really know about auto repair?

What, you don't trust this face?

Look, I promise that you won't be sorry.

Oh...

Wait one minute.

Hello?

I won't even ask if you've thought about me,

because from the number of missed calls I have from you...

I can tell that you have.