04x01 - Waterfalls

[bunniefuu]

[Older Máximo] Okay, it's been a
while since I've told this story.

So let's get caught up.

I'm a very wealthy man, but
I didn't start this way.

I grew up a poor kid in
Acapulco, who always wanted

{\an8}to work at the greatest
resort in the world,

{\an8}Las Colinas.

{\an8}So when my best friend Memo
and I got jobs there...

You know what? Let's
fast-forward a bit.

I had finally put
myself in a position

to take over for Don Pablo
as Head of Operations.

Any questions?

[Older Máximo] But when I suddenly
had competition for the job,

in the form of Memo's
evil sister Dulce,

I started to cut a few corners,

leaving my girlfriend
Julia very concerned.

You better be careful before
this place starts to change you.

It's complicated. You
wouldn't understand.

[Older Máximo]
Driven to beat Dulce,

I told the co-owner of
the hotel, Alejandro Vera,

about a private ledger Don Pablo kept on
all the hotel's guests, which I called...

The Book of Secrets!

[Older Máximo] Which
Vera promptly stole,

then used as an excuse to
fire Diane and Don Pablo.

Diane immediately started
planning her revenge.

Someone who can spy on Vera so
the first moment he slips up,

this queen can return
and take her castle back.

[Older Máximo] But because of
my guilt over what I had done,

I told Julia I
was going to quit.

Then, Vera offered
me my dream job.

-Head of Operations.
-[gasps]

And I took it, making
Julia even more concerned.

My family, on the other
hand, was thrilled.

Hey, Don Máximo! [chuckles]

[Older Máximo] And so was the staff,
who had no idea what I had done.

Sara and Aída were in love.

My mom and Esteban
were in a great place.

Oh, and Memo and Lorena were...

-[in Spanish] You're pregnant.
-What?!

[Older Máximo, in English] In present day,
I reconnected with my estranged daughter,

-Paloma, and her surprise...
-Husband.

[Older Máximo] ...Gustavo. Then
I made a big impulsive decision.

I just bought Las Colinas.

[Older Máximo] I hoped Julia, the
woman I was still trying to win back,

would join me in returning the
resort to its former glory.

What do you say, Julia?

Maybe.

If I can move some
things around.

Not exactly the fairy-tale response I
was hoping for, but it wasn't a "no."

And over the past six
months of the remodel,

Julia and I have enjoyed a
productive working relationship.

Oh, that sounds sexy.

[sighs] Okay, sure.

Maybe Julia and I haven't made
a ton of progress romantically,

but she's a very busy woman.

She's only been here a few
times to help plan the redesign.

I'm trying to show her
I can be professional.

-Mature.
-[Older Memo scoffs]

But trust me, I'll make my move when
Julia gets here for final touches.

[chuckles] Final touches.

[chuckling]

[in Spanish] Uh
huh, very mature.

[in English] English, please.

If you're gonna be
a pool boy here,

you must always speak in English to
attract a more international clientele.

Mmm. Imperialist vibes. Got it.

Ooh, good. You can still
be snarky in English too.

Look, we're trying to
recapture the magic

-of the old Las Colinas.
-[exhales deeply]

Oh, speaking of, uh, Memo,
i-is the lobby done yet?

Uh, p-practically.

Uh, my guys are just finishing
some, uh, odds and ends.

More like six ends,
but just one odd.

You know we open
in one week, right?

Oh, I'm aware of
the timeline, yeah.

Oh. Now that you
say that out loud,

-I better get back to it.
-[sighs]

Uh, show him the waterfall.

-That's done.
-[sighs]

[Memito] Hmm.

Okay, Memito. [clears
throat] It's just you and me.

-[clears throat]
-Uh, and how is this gonna work?

Are you gonna teach me how
to fold towels or something?

What? Fold towels?

On your first day?

-You gotta walk before you can run.
-[groans softly]

First, you need to know why Las
Colinas used to be so special to me.

-To your dad.
-[groans softly]

To Julia.

You might not see it now, but
once we've restored this place,

the magic will
come gushing back.

[worker speaking Spanish]

[laughing]

[in Spanish] What drama!

[in English] Oh,
sorry. What drama.

[sighs] It's usually way more
impressive than that. Believe me.

[sighs] Why did Hugo have
to go back to school?

Huh. I'll just have
to describe it to you.

-It was Christmastime 1985...
-Mmm.

...and it had been three weeks since I
had been promoted to Head of Operations.

[singing "It's the Most Wonderful
Time of the Year" in Spanish]

[Older Máximo] At this point, the
only people who knew about my role

in Don Pablo and Diane's
leaving were Memo, AKA your dad,

and Julia, who was
still processing things.

Hey. Fancy meeting
you here. [chuckles]

That was a joke.
We both work here.

I mean, you work at your
boutique. I work at the hotel.

But both workplaces are
on the same premises,

so it's like... [chuckles]

Aren't you late for
your morning meeting?

Uh, maybe.

But now that I'm the boss, it's
more like everyone else is early.

-Hmm.
-That was another joke. [chuckles]

Is everything okay, mi amor?

Yeah. I'm fine, Máximo.

-Why... Why wouldn't I be?
-Oh, no reason.

No reason at all. [chuckles]

-Okay, uh.
-Okay.

-I'll see you later.
-Okay. Hmm.

Oh, great. A hug.
A work hug. Good.

[singing continues]

[Older Máximo] The rest of the staff was
much less conflicted about my new role,

and Dulce had gone from competing with me
to being the most loyal number two ever.

I know this sounds crazy,

but it felt like she had become
an entirely different person.

There he is. Máximo
Gallardo, Head of Operations.

The H-O. The "h*."

And, as his assistant,
that makes me the "A h*."

-[employees whispering]
-Huh?

Oh. [chuckles]

-I'll keep working on it.
-[Máximo] No rush. [chuckles]

Just a few announcements before we
continue spreading holiday cheer.

First, Lupe, stop stealing
the gifts under the tree.

They're just empty boxes.

And, Beto, you can't ask guests
to sit on your lap any more.

But I'm Santa.

Also, let's welcome back Memo
and Lorena from their honeymoon.

[employees cheering, applauding]

[chuckles] We're all thrilled
you got married so quickly,

which was motivated by their
intense love and nothing more.

Also, unrelated, Lorena can no longer
lift heavy boxes at the front desk.

And lastly, you're all invited to a
posada my family's hosting this Friday.

It's my thank you for
supporting me as Don Máximo.

[sucks teeth] Feels weird
saying that out loud.

It's like, "What? I'm Don
Máximo?" [laughs] What?

[in Spanish] Are we
done here, "Don Máximo?"

[in English] Oh, yes. Uh, sorry.

[stammers] Meeting adjourned.

Wait, uh, where are
Chad and Héctor?

[whistles]

-Achoo.
-Ahem. [clears throat]

Why are you both
in your uniforms?

This is a covert meeting.
We're supposed to blend in.

But they could see
you from space, Mom.

I'm teaching buns
and g*ns at ten.

I'll make this quick.

Alejandro Vera forgot to
take me off the hotel mailer,

so I got the most recent
profit and loss reports.

-Las Colinas is doing remarkably well.
-Oh, good.

Too well, which can
only mean one thing.

-He's cooking the books.
-And dyeing his hair

to give it that stunning
gray-only-on-the-sides look.

What an obvious and
desperate cheater.

Héctor, my love, you know
you're my one and only.

But the time has
come to make my move.

I need you both, my eyes on the inside,
to find Vera's real financial statements.

Then I can report him
for falsifying documents.

And once he gets
tied up in red tape,

he'll come crawling on his knees
begging me to take control.

Eh?

-Of the hotel.
-[sighs]

Get me those files.

-On it.
-[Héctor] Mmm.

Right after breakfast.

Hola, "hermigo," how are your
huevos rancheros tasting today,

and what is your policy
on "substituciones"?

-Chad.
-All right, Mom, geez.

[Older Máximo] Back at home, my mom
was busily preparing for the posada.

And the dish she
was creating was...

[in Spanish] A disaster.
A total disaster.

Are you trying to poison
Máximo's coworkers?

Not that they don't deserve it.

Working in that
opulent den of sin.

Don't forget the salt.

[Older Máximo, in English]
Esteban's mother, Doña Rosita,

had recently moved in after
becoming increasingly forgetful.

And, for some reason, I
had to give up my room

and sleep on the couch,
while Sara kept hers.

[in Spanish] I'm expecting a very
important international call.

Aída's calling from her
college tour in the States.

Do not touch that phone
when it rings! Please.

Okay, okay, relax.

Who's Aída?

[Older Máximo, in English] Sara
decided not to tell Doña Rosita

about her new girlfriend.

[in Spanish] Just a friend.

It's fine. It might k*ll her.

-Then definitely tell her. Hmm.
-Mom!

You don't put peanuts
in your romeritos?!

Are you mad?

It's the only way
to get any texture!

This is only a handful
of ingredients, Nora.

In my romeritos, I use cilantro,
cumin, cinnamon, raisins...

-Aren't you going to say anything?
-[Esteban] Mmm.

Oh. Sorry. What happened now?

-I'm so engrossed in my Agatha Christie.
-Mmm.

You haven't turned the
page in fifteen minutes.

Mmm. Because I'm
looking for clues!

Look: when I agreed to
let your mom move in,

you promised you'd
help set boundaries.

[sighs] I know, but

are we sure she can handle it?

I mean, she forgot to turn
the stove off twice last week.

She's not used to me
contradicting her.

I just don't want
to confuse her.

-Mentally speaking.
-Mmm. Uh-huh.

Are we sure it's
not just an act?

She seems pretty sharp to me.

...I also use pasilla chiles, ancho
chiles, chicken broth, nopales...

-[phone ringing]
-[Sara screams]

BE QUIET!

Hi.

{\an8}[Older Máximo] Although I
had moved in a few weeks ago,

I still didn't feel worthy of
sitting in Don Pablo's chair.

So, basically, I invented
the standing desk

30 years before its time.

-[knocks on door]
-Don Máximo, a word?

Of course, Señor Vera.

Have a seat. [chuckles]

-Aren't you gonna...
-Oh, no.

You take the good chair.
As a sign of respect.

Uh, sure. Uh, okay.

[sighs] Okay, well, um.

No. Feels weird.
Um. Let's switch.

No need. I'm all settled
in here. [chuckles]

Yeah. [clears throat] Sure.

[sighs] Very well then.

[in Spanish] I'll
cut to the chase.

Máximo.

It's time for your first real
challenge as Head of Operations.

So you need to take
this seriously.

Don Chávez, our lime supplier,

is trying to squeeze us.

[chuckles]

"Squeeze." "Us."

"Limes."

It's funny because...

-Go on.
-Chávez just doubled our per-lime cost.

And because he's the
only supplier in town,

he thinks he can
get away with it.

I need you to show Don Chávez that
we will not be taken advantage of.

Máximo.

If we don't have limes, the
entire resort is doomed.

[in English] Was he really that freaked
out over something this small? [scoffs]

"Small"?

Limes are the most
Mexican fruit of all time.

Green is in the flag
because of limes.

There you are.

Oh. There's my
trusty lieutenant.

-Dad, we agreed on consultant.
-[groans]

And you have to start interviewing
folks for Head of Operations.

You can't do this
all on your own.

I'm not on my own. I
have my lieutenant.

For one more week.

I am just here until
the opening, remember?

Fine. Fine.

We'll set up some
interviews, I promise.

But not with this one.

Inferior card stock.

Or this one. [chuckles]

Under "operations experience" they
wrote, "tonsillectomy." [chuckles]

-Oh, that's my Tío José on my mom's side.
-Oh.

But good call. He grew
up near some power lines.

There's always one.

[Memito groans]

But I was just telling
a story about limes.

-Sounds riveting.
-Yeah.

-[sucks teeth] But I have too much to do.
-I...

-But...
-Have fun, Memito.

-Oh...
-Ah...

[Paloma] Hey, Javier, is your
goal not to finish on time?

Anyway, Memito.
[clears throat] So...

For my sit down with Don Chávez,
I brought my toughest employee.

He brought his adorable
dog, Qué Linda or...

[in Spanish] "Kelly" for short.

She's the love of my life.

She keeps me young.

Along with the best
lime juice in Guerrero.

Can I offer you a glass?

We drink it straight here.

Enjoy.

[Older Máximo, in English] The mind games
had already begun, but I had to be tough.

Don Pablo would never let a
guy like this intimidate him.

[in Spanish] Are you okay?
Your hair is de-curling.

Not now, Dulce.

So, Don Máximo...

How does it feel to be the
boss at such a young age?

Look, Don Chávez... [swallows]

...I don't have
time for chit-chat.

I need to know why you
suddenly changed your prices.

It's simple.

When Don Pablo left, our
arrangement left with him-

But that's not fair!

We will not be
taken advantage of!

Don't talk to me that way.

I get agitated

and when I get agitated
I become stressed.

That's why I got Kelly.
To help with stress.

[kisses]

I don't do well with stress...

Well, I don't do well
with unfair deals!

So if you don't give
us our old rate back,

maybe we won't buy
any limes at all!

Very well.

Great idea.

No limes at all for Las Colinas.

Good luck getting
through the holidays.

That was terrible.

If Vera finds out
I blew the deal,

I could be fired before I even
get to celebrate being hired.

Well, if you go, I go.

We're a package deal.
It's me and my h*.

We can fix this.

We still have
limes at the hotel.

We just need to convince Don Chávez
to change his mind before we run out.

There's only one question
we should be asking:

What would Don Pablo
do in this situation?

Honestly, he'd take
you to the hospital.

I think you've got
lime poisoning.

Your right eye is still closed.

No. I mean with Don Chávez.

We've got to get
leverage on him.

Fast.

On it, boss...

-[both grunting, panting]
-[in English] Watch out. There you go.

-Lift.
-What do you want? How much...

-[stammers] It's up... It's up high.
-[Héctor] There's a stair. Lift.

-[Chad] Whoo!
-[Héctor] Okay, good. Very good. Okay.

-Drop.
-[Héctor, Chad grunting]

[both panting]

Chad, Héctor, to what
do I owe the pleasure?

Oh, we just, uh...

We want to hand deliver
this to you, Mr. Vera.

Probably should've emptied
it before the climb.

I would shake your hand but...

I lost all the feeling
on the fourth step.

As you know, we're
both connected to Diane

as her son and her forever,
ever, ever, ever lover,

but we wanted to give you
this office warming gift

as a symbol of our
allegiance to you.

And once we lug this bad boy in,

we can get rid of my mom's super
girlie filing cabinet for you

and transfer the files, which I
assume are financial in nature.

[chuckles] Well, this is unexpected,
and I'm actually quite moved, gentlemen.

But I actually would like to
keep the office the way it is,

because it reminds me of Diane

and how I beat her.

Feels a little hurtful.

Having said that, I
could use some help.

I've been thinking about adding
some VIP experiences for our guests.

You two wouldn't mind
helping me try one out today?

Mr. Vera, we would
love to join you.

Well, excellent.

Now get rid of this monstrosity.

[sighs]

Okay.

[stammers]

Uh, you know I don't
like walking backwards.

[straining] You take the bottom
and I take it from the top.

[both grunt]

[Héctor] There you go.

-[Chad] Ah, fingers. Fingers, fingers.
-So sorry.

How are we looking
in here, Beto?

Oh, great, Maxi.

Since you took my Christmas joy,
it inspired me to make a new drink.

The Grinch.

Each one uses six limes.

-Dr. Seuss personally gave me the recipe.
-No.

You don't think
I know Dr. Seuss?

I partied with Thing
One and Thing Two.

-No, uh, we're almost out of limes.
-Ooh.

Let's send someone on a grocery run until
I get our vendor to come to his senses.

[Dulce tuts]

Problem solved.

Don't worry. It's in the bag.

Uh, what exactly is in the
bag, and why is it moving?

Oh, God. What's
in the bag, Dulce?

-What's in the bag?
-[groans]

Is that Don Chávez's dog?

I think you mean, "The love of his life."
You said you wanted leverage, right?

I meant, like, find out
if he has a second family,

not kidnap his most
prized possession.

I'm not saying we actually
do anything with it.

But if we send a
suggestive picture?

I'm thinking dangling on the side of
a cliff or about to feed it chocolate,

we'll be lime-rich in hours.

Dulce, I asked what
would Don Pablo do.

Not Don Corleone.

We need to get this dog
back as soon as poss...

It's gone. Let's spread out.

-She can't get far...
-Ah.

-...on those tiny, tiny legs.
-Ah.

What the hell are
you wearing, Memito?

The new pool boy uniform.

You just made me try it on.

B-But I told Julia to make
them like they used to be.

Pool boy uniforms
were fun and tight.

Literally, a little cheeky.

-[Memito] Ugh.
-These are self-important

and pretentious.

We are Acapulco, not Tulum.

Get me Julia.

Already got her.

-Oh, you're right there. Um. Great.
-[chuckling]

And I heard the whole tantrum.

[stammers] No, that
wasn't a tantrum.

It was just a few very measured,
professional observations.

We've been over this, Máximo.

Not everything can go back

-to exactly the way it was.
-I know.

The hemline on the original shorts
is a PR nightmare waiting to happen.

I actually really
like the new look.

It makes me feel alive.

Fine, Julia. You win.

We'll go with your
New Age space pajamas.

Can we please just add
a little pink to them?

Some sort of nod to the past.

Actually, a little
reference sounds fun.

-[Máximo] Good.
-[gasps] Look at that, we compromised.

Oh, my God. I'm so proud of us.

-More to come.
-[Paloma] Mmm.

I told you.

We've got a productive
working relationship.

[scoffs]

-Because we're honest with each other...
-Okay.

-...which wasn't always the case.
-[groans]

[whistling, clicking
tongue] Kelly. Qué Linda.

[in Spanish] Thanks for talking with
me on your lunch break. [chuckles]

No problem.

I was just going to read this
new parenting book I bought.

-Dr. Spock's Baby and Child Care.
-[squeals]

It claims to be "the only
book you need on parenting,"

so after reading it, I should have
this whole mom thing licked! [chuckles]

Well...

the thing is...

I've been holding in
a secret for a while

and I just can't keep
it to myself any longer.

Oh my God if you're pregnant,

I'll die.

Our kids will be best friends!

Or lovers!

Or both!

-[giggles]
-Um, no. It's not that.

[Older Máximo, in English]
Julia told Lorena everything

about how I really
got Don Pablo's job,

and how I had the instinct
to walk away from it all.

[in Spanish] So, I'm going to march up
to Vera today and tell him I'm done.

[Older Máximo] But then I
took Vera's offer anyway.

[in Spanish] We're going to
do great things together.

...So what am I
supposed to think now?

I want to believe Máximo
is the type of person

to do the right thing.

But in moments like this...

I don't know what to say, Julia.

Except that you need to
be honest with Máximo.

Sí.

And trust that you
can work through it.

Sí.

Plus...

you're awful at hiding how
you really feel. [chuckles]

That summer I cut my own bangs,

you never once looked
me directly in the face.

You looked like an
adorable alpaca...

-[chuckles]
-[speaks Spanish, laughs]

[Julia speaks Spanish]

-Thank you.
-[speaks Spanish]

I felt like I was
going to explode.

Feeling better?

Yes but please promise me you
won't tell anyone about this.

Oh no. My God.

Why does it smell like another
woman's romeritos in here?

You saw me making mine!

I did?

It must've slipped my mind...

What with my condition.

Plus, mine is way better.

[Older Máximo, in English] There
is no better. Romeritos is gross.

It's just mole and seepweed,
which is basically grass.

[in Spanish] You can't have dueling
romeritos at the same posada!

Nonsense! Let the people decide.

[Esteban] Mom!

Put the grass down.

Look.

This is my wife's kitchen.

Not yours.

And while we both agreed
to let you stay with us.

We will not be bullied
in our own home.

She decides what dishes
we serve and that's final.

I can't believe this!

Me neither!

My only child would
talk to me like that.

At my advanced age.

[Doña Rosita gasps]

Anyways-

who gets a clown
piñata for a posada?

I'll be in my room.

It was all that was left!

It was either this
or El Chavo del Ocho.

[in English] I'm looking for
Lorena Del Pilar Molina de Reyes.

It's time for her to check out.

Dr. Spock is messing
with my mind.

I've been reading this all day.

And as it turns out, baby and
childcare, it is a very big deal.

Don't worry.

You're just tired from working.

I'm gonna give you a foot rub
that is gonna make you feel

like you could carry this
baby for another 100 months.

-Not that we want that.
-Mm-mmm.

[inhales sharply] The baby will
grow a mustache. [chuckles]

Like my sister Inés.

-[laughs]
-[kisses]

-[dog barks]
-[Lorena] Mmm.

[Lorena speaks Spanish]

Cutie.

[both speaking Spanish]

-Hi, precious.
-[Lorena chuckles]

[in English] I just...
I feel overloaded.

[in Spanish] She's cold, right?

Do you have something
to wrap her in?

[in English] Let me
help you wrap her...

There's a whole section in the book
on how to wrap a baby in a blanket.

-I think she's thirsty.
-Yeah.

Let's give her some water.

It's just such a
big responsibility.

Keeping another
living thing alive.

[sighs] If only there was, like, a
small, simple trial run we could do

to test our parenting skills.

[Older Máximo] It would take Memo
and Lorena a while to realize

that taking care of Qué Linda was
just the test that they needed.

But sadly, they took her home before
Dulce and I could get to her first.

We spent all night looking for
that dog, and by the next morning,

Dulce and I had
reached rock bottom.

I don't get it. If I were Qué
Linda, this is exactly where I'd be.

It's a wonderland of bacon.

I'm just angry about how many
still usable limes are in here.

I'm going to take
this one back to Beto.

I'm so sorry, Don Máximo.

I was just trying to help.

To show you that I would
never let you down.

It's okay, Dulce.

No one can ever question your commitment
looking for that sneaky, little...

-Hey! Hey! When did you find that dog?
-[Dulce groans]

You mean this hellhound?

-Yes, that one.
-[Dulce grunts, pants]

We took her home to practice
our parenting skills,

but she kept us up all night.

She peed and pooped everywhere.

[exclaims] There's
still some on me.

I can smell it. Where is it?

Well, maybe she wouldn't have gotten
onto you if you didn't freak her out.

Lorena wanted her to
cry herself to sleep.

I mean, what kind of
monster does that?

Dr. Spock, that's who.

How are we going to work as parents
if we can't even get this right?

We came in early to make
the adoption flyers.

The only choice is to
responsibly rehome Gertrude.

Actually, I have been looking
for something to love.

[Memo] Really?

You used to feed the
family dog crayons.

I used to feed them to you too.

Now give me the perrita.

Come on, Gertrude.

[Older Máximo] As it turns out,
Dulce and I weren't the only ones

who had pulled an all-nighter.

You were a ridiculous time.

Sue me. [laughs]

What the hell, boys?

I've been waiting over an
hour for you to show up.

You come empty handed,
dressed like keyboardists.

My queen, my queen, my queen.

You know I hate to
keep you waiting,

but I assure you, you
won't be mad for long.

Your eyes on the inside just
became Vera's right-hand men.

[Héctor] Mm-hmm.

You're mixing
metaphors, darling.

First, you're eyes,

then you're both right hands of
what I assume is a three-armed man.

What is happening?

Well, Señor Vera needed our professional
take on several VIP experiences.

First, we got these rad suits, and
then we took a spin on his catamaran.

No, no, no. Before that,

-we rode the horses.
-[exclaims]

-[sighs]
-Then it was the catamaran,

and then it was the island,
which was not an island

but a dance club where the
DJ was Siegfried and Roy.

And after that,

-we smoked cigarillos at...
-Yes.

...his penthouse and buried
a time capsule on the beach.

I put my baby teeth
in there, Mom.

-I'm sorry.
-What are you talking about?

Well, I had teeth
before these teeth...

No, I mean what
happened to our plan?

-You were supposed to get the files.
-But we don't need those any more.

Now that we are Mr. Vera's confidants,
we have him in the palm of our hands.

More like the other way around.

Oh, can't you see
you've both been made?

Vera must have seen right
through your original plan

and sent you on some kind of
boondoggle to buy your loyalty.

Jandro would never do that.

We took a blood oath.

You're proving my point.

[sighs] If I wanted something done
right, I should have done it myself.

[inhales sharply] I'll
take it from here, boys.

And those were my teeth to bury.

[in Spanish] I've got
it all mapped out.

If we use the irrigation system,

we can sneak in, drop off
Kelly, and get out undetected.

And if we do get caught,

I'll take the fall.

Tell my family I love them.

Except Inés.

[Máximo] Mmm.

STOP RIGHT THERE!

Kelly?

Kelly.

Thank God.

I've been looking
everywhere for her!

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

[Older Máximo, in English]
As stressful as it had been,

I learned some valuable
lessons that day.

The first was that the most
simple solution is often the best.

[in Spanish] Thanks again for finding
my Kelly and bringing her back.

I can't believe she
wandered so far away.

I was starting to
suspect foul play,

but you'd have to be a madman
to steal a cute little dog.

[scoffs] Or
"madwoman." [chuckles]

It's a brave new world, sir.

[laughs]

Where was this version
of you the other day?

You came in here so c*ck.
Just straight to business.

I just didn't want to seem weak.

There's nothing weak
about being kind.

But with Don Pablo...
he was always so tough.

I was just trying
to fill his shoes.

You think Don
Pablo was "tough?"

He got a good deal because he
treated his vendors like friends.

We walked these
fields many times...

[inhaling sharply, sighing]

To become the boss, at your age,

it must've been a fight.

But trust me,

getting the job and keeping it

are two different things.

Hmm?

[Spanish music plays]

[Esteban, Nora speaking Spanish]

My mom is trying to
serve her romeritos.

Over my dead body.

-No, no, wait.
-Hmm?

I told her she could.

Thank you for standing
up for me earlier.

Talking all tough while waving
that clown around... [laughs]

But I think that's
what I needed...

more than serving a dish
nobody really likes.

She can have this one.

-Are you sure?
-Yes.

[exclaims] You're as noble
as you are beautiful.

Now I just have to figure out how to
get out of eating my mom's romeritos.

She gets her grass
from the park!

[Nora] Hmm?

Saris.

[Sara] Hey!

Where's Máximo?

He skipped out on
all the party prep.

You know how many sugar canes

I had to stick up
this guy's butt?

He's not here yet?

[groans] I've been trying
to find him all day...

-I'll go look around. [kisses]
-[speaks Spanish]

Pull it up.

Are you guys still spiraling?

You're k*lling my festive mood.

How are we going to
take care of a baby

if we can't take
care of a little dog?

You want to know the
secret to parenting?

Here it is.

-It's empty.
-Exactly.

There is no secret.

Every parent I know
freaked out at first.

But they figured it out.

And so will you two.

Wait, is that one of the
fake gifts from the lobby?

Why do you keep stealing
them if they're empty?

It's not empty anymore.

Nora! I have a gift for you!

[laughs]

-Maybe your Tía's right.
-[chuckles]

This isn't something we're
going to master overnight.

Yeah, so what if we
couldn't take care

of a weird, hairy "baby"
that pees on all fours?

Our kids will be a
combination of us,

so they'll be adorable rays
of sunshine! [chuckles]

Mmm. [kisses]

[in English] Why are
you smiling at me?

The irony isn't obvious?

I know that was technically one of your
older siblings, but you... [chuckles]

You're wearing black
skinny jeans at the beach.

Um, just because I
suffer from anxiety,

and I choose to wear a more
withdrawn color palette,

doesn't mean I
don't contain joy.

Also, just so you know, I've been
taking notes on my phone all day

and YouTube taught
me how to make this.

Is that a zebra?

Made from two
intertwining towels?

And her young.

Also, the waterfall's
working now, by the way.

Okay, Mr. Reyes.

Now I can see the joy.

Maybe you're pool boy
material after all.

[clicks tongue] Thank you.

[Older Máximo] Mmm.

[guests cheering, shouting]

[in Spanish] Come on,
Juan, try the romeritos!

In fact, why don't you take
the whole thing? [chuckles]

[Older Máximo, in English] It
was time for the posada song.

My mom handed out song books and
divided everyone into two groups.

The hosts who go inside, and
the rest who stay outside.

They'd trade verses,

until the host opens the door
to let those seeking shelter in.

A symbol of their
warmth and hospitality.

[in Spanish] My love. [chuckles]

Oh man, you are a
sight for sore eyes.

This day was crazy. [chuckles]

Is everything going okay?

Yeah, yeah...

[guests laughing, chattering]

Actually, no, Máximo.

We need to talk.

I've been trying to put aside
what happened with Vera,

but I can't.

And you don't have to.

Honestly, I've been
avoiding talking, too,

but now is the perfect time...

[guests singing in Spanish]

I'm not proud of going
back on my word with Vera,

but something about him asking
me in front of my family...

After this being my
goal for so long,

I couldn't say no.

And that's what worries me!

That, in those defining moments,
you chose work over everything...

Let's go, Máxi and Julia!

We're literally carrying you.

[guests continue
singing in Spanish]

I know I don't have
the best track record,

but believe me: staying
on at Las Colinas

isn't just about business.

I've seen the way
Sr. Vera operates.

So now I have to keep the
job to protect the staff,

our friends, that have
always been there for me...

I get that, my love. I do.

Just promise me you'll always

be true to the amazing,
kind guy that I know.

Okay, we'll finish
talking later.

But I'm glad everything's
out in the open now.

[singing in Spanish]

[Older Máximo] Everything looked like
it was going to be okay with Julia,

so I was excited to head in for
some of that warmth and hospitality.

-[singing in Spanish stops]
-[guest speaks Spanish]

[in Spanish] Diane
and Don Pablo, Máximo?

You helped to get rid of them?

-How could you?!
-[guests muttering]

I don't understand.

Only you and Memo knew.

How'd they find out?

I, uh... I don't know.

Promise me you won't
tell anyone about this.

[Older Máximo, in English]
Turns out Paco was a gossip.

The news of me helping
Vera take over the hotel

spread like wildfire
throughout the party.

And like any game of telephone,
by the time it got to Héctor,

I had apparently embezzled
money from the Kids Klub too.

[Juan, in Spanish]
This needs more grass.