01x05 - Aguas con el mame

[bunniefuu]

What the hell?

f*ck, yeah.

Right before it happened, Trojans...

he gave me some f*cking awesome Rolexes.

He told me if we ever needed anything,
we'd have them.

I pawned them off at the pawn shop.

It's that easy to pawn stuff?
They just give you the cash?

On the spot.

Go ahead, man.

So, I went up
to the young lady at the counter.

She was awesome.

That's it. I asked
how much she'd give me for the watches.

Hold on a second.

Why would Trojans give you Rolexes?

Because he knew what was up, Data.

He had a premonition.

It was his way of taking care
of me, of Flex, of everybody.

Don't even question that guy.

He knew what was up.

Dammit, Trojans!

I miss him so much!

So the lady finished appraising
the watches, and said,

"At a glance, I'd put these
at a few thousand pesos."

Could they have ripped you off, bro?

You can't trust people at those places.

Stop talking sh*t, Flex.

They're fine, upstanding people, bro.

I'm telling you, the lady was cool.

Don't be cynical.

Guys, why aren't we celebrating
like gangsters, with a big joint?

I bring you a bag of cash,
and you act like I told you to f*ck off.

Flex, it's time for us to put out

a f*cking awesome track
that'll be a hit on the radio.

Why not record it
in a professional studio?

- Yeah.
- Here's the money, man.

Data, you were the one who said
there wasn't any money,

that we couldn't do anything.
Here it is.

You know what we don't have? Excuses.

I need a cool idea for a video.

Give me one, let's do it. f*ck it.

The pawn shop, man?

Yeah.

Right on, Ugly.

Homies, we've got
luck on our side. That's it.

f*ck, man.

She wants me to take her backstage
I'll do anything.

For that giant a*s.

She's not like she was
Jewels and diamonds.

You can tell she's a natural
Ain't got no implants.

And I say, let's play.

- What do you think, man?
- It's good.

Awesome, man.

I think it needs a bridge.
Something more melodic.

Yeah, maybe so.

Something sensual, like...

D'Angelo, man.

You heard Trippy Bacha?

Sure, man.

Stop talking sh*t. Bacha.

Bros, I'm not
some f*cking bullshit artist,

a sellout like that guy.

He's a complete poser.

He's a Mexican visionary, man.

No way. f*ck...

This guy buys poppers from Precioso.

No joke. I saw him at his house
with a huge bag the other day.

Seriously.

Man.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

Right on.

No! f*ck, no!

Don't even start, bro. No.

Why do you want another damn voice?
Am I not enough, or what?

Okay, Ugly. Look me in the eye.

Trippy is k*lling it, dawg.

Doing a song with this guy
guarantees it'll be a banger.

A f*cking hit, dude.

Can't we at least try?

He'll think we're trying
to ride on his coattails.

Well, yeah, man.

Don't be stupid, Ugly.

WHAT'RE YOU DOING TOMORROW?

THANKS, TAKOSHI, COOL
LET'S WORK TOGETHER

That's f*cking creepy.
Stop f*cking around.

I even liked her photos from last year,
and nothing. f*cking stingy.

No way. Last year?

Come on, Ugly.

You're on thin ice, man.

Look, chicks like Triana
only answer verified accounts, man.

Blue check mark, m*therf*cker.

Guys, the dude
from the studio just answered.

f*cking Bubble, man.

Right on, man.

Trippy Bacha, man.

Right on. You're in, right, dawg?

Trippy Bacha can suck my d*ck, bro.

Relax, he'll get over it.

The point is, every idea I have,

I feel like I'm a f*cking idiot.

Like I'm trying
to fit in somewhere cool.

But it sucks.

Just a bluff.

That's why I wrote you.

When we work together, I feel like

we're a good team.

Come here.

No way!

You're really awesome!

I wanted to show you
what I've been working on.

What about you? What've you been doing?

No, nothing.

Just some shitty mockups.

I'm not going to judge you.

We all make shitty stuff
every once in a while.

Show me.

They're just f*cking around, Flex, man.

No joke, I paid in cash, man.

as*h*le.

Hello?

What's up, Walter?

Listen, buddy. You're almost here?

Right on. Yeah.

How close are you?

What's up? We're here.

- Cool.
- I'm good. You?

Good.

For Trippy, it works best
if the vibe's, like...

Smooth. Distant. Romantic. You know?

One, two. One, two.

Take it from the top.

- Let's do it.
- Let's do it.

Yeah, Trippy B.

Featuring Ugly.

Yeah, Ugly here, featuring Trippy B.

Yeah.

Trippy B featuring Ugly.

- Bro...
- Romantic flow, baby.

It's Ugly featuring Trippy.

What's up, man?

It's cool. It can be both of you
featuring both of you.

Right on, man.

Again from the top.

It's Ugly featuring Trippy B.

Hello?

No, baby. I can't drink normal milk.

Honey, I'm in the studio.
I don't want to be farting all day.

Sorry.

I've got to go. Take care of it, please.

f*cking hell.

I've got to go, guys.
I'm not feeling it today.

Well.

We had a deal, man.

- There's a lot of money on the line.
- Look, relax.

Come to Trippy's birthday party.

I'll DM you the invitation.

We'll find time to record it there.

That's just how it works.

If there's no flow, there's no flow.

See? I'm telling you,
he's a bullshit artist.

Besides, did you see those braids
he had? f*cking stupid.

Trippy B can suck my d*ck.

DIDN'T DO SESSION WITH TRIPPY

HE INVITED US TO HIS PARTY
WE'LL RECORD THERE

You've got good ideas.

You've just got
to execute them properly.

I was just thinking

of asking you
if you wanted to codirect with me.

Codirect?

If you think
it's a worthwhile project...

But I don't know. Hip-hop in Mexico...

It's stuck in an old aesthetics.

It's sexist. Women, money, and cars.

No, that's not my vibe.

Come with me to a party.

You'd meet everyone there.

They're cool and talented.

- No, don't.
- I'm taking it off.

It's part of the outfit.

- Really?
- Yeah, bro.

Come on, Ugly,
stop spending money on bullshit.

Bullshit? I'm the face of the crew.

It's a PR investment...

- Flex, Ugly, let me introduce...
- f*ck!

It's Takoshi Sánchez in the flesh.

- A pleasure, man.
- Brother.

You're a true artist. Respect.

Thank you. You're very kind.

Data. Look at you!
How did you two meet?

Pau was my assistant.

I mean, really, we collaborated.

Shall we go in. You must be Ugly, right?

That's right.

I like your work. A lot of layers.

That's the guy you told me about?

You told me he worked
with Mykki Blanco or something.

Yeah.

He's really great.

I thought you hated it
when people called you Pau.

Okay, Flex, I need you
to be sharp today.

I need you to set up the mic
before Trippy gets wasted.

- You've got everything?
- Yeah.

You're f*cking kidding, man!

Check out this sh*t!

This is f*cking awesome.

What's your problem? Don't touch me.

I just finished a collaboration

with Ace Darling and Michael Wong
in California.

- You know where Culver City is, right?
- No.

Truthfully, I don't know half the people
or places whose names your dropping.

Don't worry, it's just the beginning.

- Give me a second.
- Okay.

This is the VIP section.

I am VIP.

I'm with Trippy Bacha.
We're working together.

f*cking hell.

Does that work?

There's my man Trippy!

What's up, man? Cool party.

What's up, Trippy?
Remember us? We're the Ugly Crew.

Walter told us we could record with you.

So my buddy Flex
has everything ready. Right, man?

Right on.

Sure, brother.

Do you want a drink first?

Yeah?

Have a good time.

Make yourselves at home.

Come on, man.

Come on!

Dammit, Flex, man. Be careful.

Come on, Flex.
Help me out a little, man.

That damn backpack you have.
Get with it, dawg.

There's Trippy.

Hey, Trippy!

- f*ck.
- Buddy, come here.

Hey, man.

Let's go ahead and record it.
Everything's ready.

This guy.

Be right there.

He's either already f*cked up

or he's trying to pull one over on me.

Relax. He's f*cked up.

He won't listen to us right now.

But did you see how he was floating?

That guy's a genius.

f*ck him, man.

I LOST YOU. WHERE CAN WE MEET?
HELLO?

Excuse me, where is everybody?

Thanks.

Hey.

- You're Joss Bones.
- Yes, that's right.

Right on.

I'm Ugly.

I rap too and do some trip.

Right on. Very cool.

See you later.

Homie!

- You? Don't touch me!
- What's up?

Because of you,
Bubble ended up in the hospital.

That sh*t was crazy, man.

A f*cking madhouse.
But that was all for show, you know.

Ugly Crew forever, dawg.

Don't do that, man. Don't.

Come on, join me at my table.

- This is your table?
- Hell, yeah.

What's up? How's your buddy?
Everything cool?

I told you, he was in the hospital.

Bro, bring me one of those,
one just like it.

Those are special, sir.

- The rules are different here.
- What are you talking about?

f*ck.

Look at you, dawg. You're loaded, Ugly.

- Okay.
- Right on.

Right on. Where did you get
all that cash?

Ugly, brother.

- I want to show you something.
- No way. You're Takoshi Sánchez.

That's me, brother.

Right on.

Like I was saying,
before I develop my ideas,

I want to do
some visualization exercises with you.

To connect with your essence.

This is the VIP section.

I'm with them.

Really?

Ugly!

Takoshi!

Ugly!

Yeah, dawg!

Now it's time for the octopus.

No, not that.

Ugly, look. Here are some mockups
that I worked up.

Obviously, you're the main focus.
As you can see, it's really met a verse.

- Right on.
- We've even got some...

3-D animation. So?

- What do you think?
- It's great.

Give me a second.

Can I get a shot of mezcal?

Sure.

I SAW YOU TALKING TO UGLY WITHOUT ME

Here you go.

Walter.

- Where's Trippy?
- He's taking a piss.

Get him so we can record.

You and I have a deal, man.

If he doesn't want to,
he doesn't want to.

The money doesn't matter.
That's not how this works.

Trippy, brother. How are you, man?

You're not talking to anyone.

Mr. Bacha, your ear's pressing
against TikTok.

Son of a b*tch!

We'll do it some other day.

The guy's f*cked up right now.

Let's smoke up.

Let's all kick back.

That's great, Flex.

You're a f*cking genius, man.

We've all got to kick back.

That's good, man.

Excuse me.

Cheers.

VIP section.

Another VIP section?

Inside the first VIP section?

How many are there?

Never enough.

Does that work?

That works.

Is that an original Trippy?

Yes, sir. Like the one sold in Miami.

Interested?

No, give me a minute. I just got here.

Trippy! No way!

Your f*cking piñata, man.

It's got a rhythm, man.

- Yeah, yeah.
- No way!

It's the rhythm of your soul.

No way!

Listen, if you're not going
to buy anything,

I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

- Why?
- He's not buying anything.

He's with me.

No, I am going to buy something.

Sure I am.

Which, personally, is also political

in the way it gives off color.

- Takoshi.
- Pau. You're here.

What happened? We were supposed
to talk to Ugly together.

You're blowing me off.

You asked me to connect
with your friends, so I am.

Ugly's a good guy.

What's the matter? Where're you going?

That's random, isn't it?

You're too f*cking cute
to be a producer.

Nobody believes in me.

That's my life, Walter.

I know Big Fat Booty
is going to be a huge hit.

That sh*t's not just about asses,
you know.

The a*s represents capitalism.

The shitty system
that envelops and oppresses us.

You understand?

What's up?

Cool, right?

Not my style, but it looks good on you.

Do I know you?

Have we met somewhere before?

You're Triana.

Do you follow me?

I'm going to.

Listen...

You realize that what your manager
did the other day could ruin you?

Who prints a link?

I don't know.

But at least you came across me.

It wasn't that stupid.

Listen, Ugly.
Let me give you some advice.

This business eats up and shits out
rappers as talented as you every day.

Think about who you associate with

and especially about what you say.

That's all that matters in the end.

Good luck.

Let's go.

TRIANA HAS STARTED FOLLOWING YOU

What a show. I've been looking
for everyone all night.

What's up?

f*cking Takoshi's a d*ck.

I shouldn't have invited him.
I'm a dumb-a*s.

Sashimi Sánchez? That guy's great.

He showed me
some great ideas for the video.

What do you mean he showed you?

On his cell phone.

Me in 3-D dancing.
A bunch of cool stuff.

He showed you my mockups?

They're yours?

You think I'd let someone else direct?

That video's yours. Of course.

Mamoshi has a great vibe,
but you're Data.

You're awesome. Come on.

You're part of the f*cking Ugly Crew.
No kidding.

- Trust me.
- Ugly.

- What's up?
- It's on, man.

What is?

We got Trippy Bacha in the studio.

No way! Right on, man!

So, to get to the bottom of it...

Pau!

This is Pau.
She used to be my assistant,

But now she's working on stuff
that has a lot of potential.

You stole my ideas, b*stard!

Okay, Pau.

You're confused.
It's normal for you to feel this way...

Normal, my a*s.

And my name's Data.

I'm part of the Ugly Crew.

Remember that. Idiot.

She moves her hips
A hand on the wall.

She's bad and she knows how to move.

She envelops me.

She used to be a romantic
Now she just wants to smoke.

She changes positions
I know what to do.

What's wrong with him?

He's f*cked up, man.

This sh*t's awesome.

Hey, Data.

Where's Takoshi?

He's probably in the bathroom
cleaning himself off.

I told him to f*ck off.

Right on.

You're the only thing missing.

Yeah.

Go get it.

He's a romantic.

No joke.

This is unreal, Ugly.

You have to hear this sh*t.

It's Trippy's next song, man.

It's so awesome.

f*ck.

What did you take, bro? You're flying.

Listen.

Guy, I warned you.

- Come on.
- Trippy warned me.

It's the soul, the eternal connection.

f*ck. That guy's in the astral plane.

f*ck.

Trojans's Rolexes really paid off.

Yeah.

Listen.

How did you get Trippy
to do the recording?

I slipped something into his drink.

Damn, Bubble.

Yeah, f*ck.

You don't give a sh*t.

Two seconds and you
completely drugged everybody.

But I didn't mean to.

I got Flex too. Just look at him.

What do you think of Walter?

He's cool, isn't he?

Yeah. He's cool. Fine.

Can I plug this in?

Sure.

Turn it up, Bubble.

She moves her hip
A hand on the wall.

She's bad and knows how to move.

She envelops me.

She used to be a romantic
Now she just wants to smoke.

She changes position
I know what to do.

- Badass, man.
- Badass.

Right on.

Boys and girls,

the piñata has been opened.

This is my new single.

Enjoy it, please. Make love.