01x10 - Counterfeit

[bunniefuu]

Previously on
I Love You, and it Hurts...

Your dad still owes me
some dough, remember?

I can't speak ill of him
because he's my dad and he's gone.

But he left a mess!

I'll get his guardianship as soon
as I get rid of this damn anklet.

-Migue's my brother.
-Yes, but not by blood.

So then who's my father?

Luz never told me that.

The community's beaten up a worker.
The situation's out of hand.

-When is the demolition happening?
-It'll be all done in a few minutes.

Perfect.

What's this painting doing here?

Your dad wants to exhibit it.

It's by the same painter
who did my bedroom, right?

-Yes.
-Give me a name.

Lucía Campos.

I'm sure this mural's been painted
by the artist who painted my room.

-What was your mother's name?
-Luz Martínez.

Juan. Is this your mother?

I think Luz Martínez
and Lucía Campos are the same woman.

I'm sorry.

I just found out...

That you're my son.

I can help you. What do you need?

Leave the neighborhood alone.

I can't.

Say something.

There's nothing to be said.

Nothing? You can't think of anything?

No. How about you?

I feel the man I'm in love with

won't tell me how he feels
after his world turned upside down.

Well, I feel that

our love story is doomed
because of our past,

and there's nothing I can do about it.

But knowing the truth
will always be better than living a lie.

Juan.

Juan, look at me.

Don't make it harder than it already is.

When we see a fake picture,

we don't see what it is.

We see what we we're told it is

or what we were told we are.

I LOVE YOU, AND IT HURTS

Hardcore.

-How are you?
-You know.

Iván Robles is my father.

Life really played a prank on me.

-You shouldn't feel so bad.
-I know you love him.

But he's just a man
who shits on people like me.

I know how he's hurting you,
but he looked after me all my life.

You have no idea
what I'm talking about, Lola.

You feel like sh*t,
but try and lighten up a little.

No. Let's allow him
to feel like he's the only victim.

The only one who's having a hard time.

I'm sorry.

I know this is hard for you too.

Well...

Is there anything to see here

besides the two of you fighting
and making up?

-Romina!
-What? It's the truth.

-You're right about that.
-Thanks.

We didn't bring them here
to watch our personal drama.

What my father...

-What our father...
-What an awkward situation.

What Iván is doing to the factory
isn't fair.

But he's not going to stop.

It would have been cool
if he left it to me,

to make up for the 18 years he missed.

-It would've been awesome.
-Yes.

-It's not the end of the world.
-How can we stop him?

-There's nothing to be done.
-How come?

I don't want to sound like a jerk,
but the rich always win.

-Is that why you called us here?
-Yes.

To tell you I'm leaving.

If Iván wants the factory,
he can have it.

I'm out of here.

What about us?

If you want to keep struggling,
go ahead.

But this isn't my fight.

And it's not yours either.

You don't know
what it's like to have nothing.

It's easy talk about it,
but all of you will never understand.

And who are you?

I want to know.

Just a bunch of outcasts.

You know you can crash at my place.

You don't have to be alone.

In all honesty maybe I need to.

-I love you.
-I love you more.

Dude.

-I've got to tell you something.
-Go ahead.

UNITED

EL DORADO RESISTS

Thank you. Thank you, angel.

Have a nice day.

FOR SALE

Hello. Sorry,
I thought it was abandoned.

Abandoned? Of course.

The power and water
have been cut for three months.

And everyone here is just like me.

We've been in the same situation
since those machines arrived.

All of us.

-Are you sure about this?
-They'll love you.

My parents would burn us alive.

They're still living in the Inquisition.

What did they say
when you came out of the closet?

They embraced me.

Juan Gris and the others?

They embraced me too.

Relax.

When you're ready to come out,
we'll embrace you too.

I was dying to meet you.
I'm glad you came.

It's a pleasure. Thank you.

I hope everything's alright.

But the sauce was made in the mortar,
and it's super spicy.

I'm going to cry.

You don't have to eat it
if you don't want to.

No. I love it.

-DJ told us you're an athlete.
-I play football.

It's just for show.
Wrestling is the real thing.

Wrestling is just for show.

And those guys
should get themselves new stylists.

Come on now.

You have beautiful eyes.
Can I put eyeshadow on you?

I told you not everyone
wears makeup like me.

-It's okay.
-I want to do your nails.

Enough, girls.

Go play outside.

-What's up?
-Hi.

-How long have you been together?
-Dude.

Your family is awesome.

Please...

Are we expecting someone?

Good afternoon.
I'm from Robles Construction Company.

We have an eviction order.

That's awful.

Juan Gris was right about this.

Seeing it from out here is not the same.

Ever since I moved here,
it actually feels so real.

You've been living here
for like two hours.

I was thinking
we could make a documentary.

Take pictures, make videos,

show they're really tearing down
the neighborhood.

That's a great idea. Let's do it.

If we confront Iván with the truth,
maybe he'll change his mind.

Do you really think
your dad doesn't know?

Man, he's been here a thousand times.
He's seen it all.

Can we do something or not?

Get them whenever,
but don't forget the beer.

Yeah, sure they like it.
That's how they like it.

-Sure thing.
-What's up?

What's up?

Are you all right? You look tense.

Grab a beer.

What are you doing, as*h*le?

Already so intense?

Chill out, my friend.

You've got to be more laid back.

We can do
some really great things together.

You don't know when to stop.

Man, you have no choice.

But you can't admit you lost it.

See you soon, buddy.

-Take care.
-See you, man.

Cheers.

Be careful.

One, two, three.

What happened?

You've got enough to worry about.

Don't worry about me.

An employee came by
from Robles Construction.

He evicted Diana and she collapsed.

-It was her blood pressure.
-You must be joking.

We need you.

After everything,
you can't simply give up.

You're not like that.

I don't know who I am anymore.

You know what it would be like
for my parents to lose this place?

But it's okay.

You're telling me

you don't care what's going to happen
because you're out of strength.

You know you've been
my brother all my life.

Don't bail on your family.

FIGHT

We've got to help those people
who are being evicted.

Confronting my dad won't be enough.

Let's go beyond that.

THE ART OF DECEPTION
ACOR GALLERY

Juan Gris's father?

Marcos!

So your boyfriend is like our brother?

Marcos, no.

I just need to ask you a favor.

That depends.

What favor?

Only if you promise to do it
and not to tell anyone.

They want to buy our house.
A construction company came by.

We told them it wasn't for sale,

but they said we have to sell it
for our own sake.

-And do you have water?
-No. What can I do?

They showed up and started occupying.

Do you know who they are?
Did they give you a name?

Their offer is not worthy.
It's not enough to move out.

I'll be there in a minute.
Thank you.

Mom.

Sara is here for an exchange
for a couple months.

Don't hang this picture there.

Contemporary
goes at the end of the hall.

-I'll tell you where to hang it.
-Thank you.

You've come in handy.

We've been planning
this art exhibition for months.

Important people are coming,
so everything needs to be perfect.

-I can start whenever you say.
-Can I count on her?

You look so handsome today, my prince.

Can I see the video?

The police knocked
and stormed into our house.

They have power, but what about us?
Who'll see to our needs?

That's exactly
what Lola's father's doing.

It's terrible.

You have no idea
how long I waited for this moment.

This just has to work itself out.

Well, I have no doubt it will.

It sounds like a coup to me, though.

This is Luis, from projections.

Here's your tablet and the passwords.

And the keys.

-Are the invites ready?
-Yes.

It was my property,
from a lifetime of effort.

Check out its condition.

What do I do now?

How am I supposed to live
with the little money they offered?

It's a construction company.
I think it's called Robles.

This is powerful.

It really is.

Looking at those people's eyes
is like a punch in my face.

It really hurt.

But he's your dad, Lola.

That's what hurts me the most.

Are you sure
you want to carry this through?

LET'S FIGHT TOGETHER

Yeah.

And it's done. Unplug it.

The Spanish curators confirmed too.

And there's this one artist...

I almost forgot it.

That one who I've been trying
to bring to the gallery.

That one too.

So will the investors be coming?

Yes. All of them.

I want it to be clear to you

that the most important guests
are the investors,

not these artists or the curators.

Hello?

No.

The press can't get in
before the official opening.

All right.

I have never worn something like this.

Yeah, but everything looks great on you.

Thank you.

-What now, Lola?
-My little brother is always so sweet.

Cute, isn't he?

I just wanted to tell you
your date is here.

-What?
-What?

-What?
-Date?

You don't really have to.
It's just for the show.

No. Of course. It's all right.

Okay then?

Pick me up at six.

I know that things
have ultimately been...

I know they have been kind of tense.

I need you to be by my side.

Can Dante go too?

Sure.

Of course.
I think he's a great match for you.

I want to give this back to you.

I'd love it if you wore it today.

Yuli asked me to pick up some lights.
They're in the back. Will you help me?

Of course.

-Are they here?
-Yeah.

Okay.

Wait!

Open the door!

Open it!

Thanks.

ACOR GALLERY

EDITED VIDEO
COPYING TO DISK

Excuse me.

Lola. SOS. Let's go.

Wait. It's about to begin.

But it's a fashion emergency.

-It won't take long.
-Okay.

ROBLES CONSTRUCTION COMPANY

Good afternoon. Thank you.

Thank you all for joining us
for such a special event,

in which we'll test
the eye of the connoisseurs.

I have a question for you.

Do you consider yourselves
capable of telling

a masterpiece from a perfect forgery?

That's what we're going
to find out today.

I want to say a special thank you
to my husband, Iván Robles.

Thanks to you we can all enjoy
this wonderful exhibition.

And without further ado,

let me introduce to you,
to kick off our afternoon,

"The History of the Art of Deception."

Lights, please.

THE ART OF DECEPTION

This place hasn't always been like this.

What is that?
A little surprise from our daughter?

They cut off the energy and the water.
They want to run us out.

I don't know. I really don't know.

They want to demolish.

Everything got worse
since they got here.

The police invaded our house.

Two months ago
they offered to buy our house.

A construction company came by.
It's called Robles.

-Smile.
-What is this?

Robles Construction Company.

Things happen in the outside
That can't be hidden

Silence is a lie

They want to play a trick on us

Anyhow, I came here to tell you all

I no longer believe their tales
They're all cowards

No fear, just faith
And wings to my voice

My brothers on my back

And a shared passion in our chests

Get him out of here!

Different

We're survivors

Daddy.

Is all of this really true?

I have always looked up to you.

You were the person
I trusted the most in this world,

but I don't know who you are.

Take pictures of her.

I don't recognize you.

You're a true master of deception.

Thank you all. The event is over.

Turn that thing off!

No more pictures.

That's enough. Turn it off!

A question, please! What's that video?

Will you explain what's going on here?

What do you think?

Everyone, listen up.
This man is a bold faced liar.

Everything he said in there is a lie!

I want you to know
how corrupt this man is.

This is Robles Destruction Company!

Iván Robles, you are guilty!

-Go to hell!
-Don't let him leave!

Get him!

You're a liar! Pig!

They cut off our utilities!
Electricity, water supply!

You're corrupt!

Art forgery is a painted lie.

What you're doing to the neighborhood
is a savagery!

You, Iván Robles, are disgusting!

A buildup of colors and textures
that seek to deceive.

He cut off our electricity! Liar!

Corrupt!

To create an illusion
that seems quite real.

We did it!

We did it!

Where to?

Wherever you want.

What's your name by the way?

Lola.

I am a singer.

I love dancing.

I also stand for social endeavors,
for ecology and the animals.

And I'm a very good boxer.

That's a lot.

I'm Juan Gris.

Like the famous cubist painter?

That's right.

I'm a rapper and a poet.

I have a band.

Me too.

My people
are the most important thing to me.

My brother means the world to me.

There's this chick driving me crazy.

-Really?
-Really.

And it's such a coincidence.
She has your name,

Lola.

Well, nice to meet you, Juan Gris.

Nice to meet you, Lola.

Long live the revolution!

Camila, this is my parents'.

Yeah, but your parents aren't home.

-We need to celebrate.
-Okay.

I know we're tired
of all the adrenaline and revolution,

but don't you want to raise a toast
and play some music?

What's the point of fighting
if we can't celebrate?

-Nobody wants to say anything?
-I do.

I want to say something.

I can't do it.

That's it, I think.

I simply can't come out of the closet.

I'm unarmed

I invest in something wearisome

So uncertain and insecure

That leaves scars

Two souls so exposed

Wanting it not to hurt

Painful adventure

Yielded beautiful flowers

We're all in the closet to some extent.

My closet is the fear
of not being capable.

And today I choose to be a superhero.

My closet is the fear
of finding out the truth.

But today I choose to know.

My closet is the fear of speaking up

and showing how I feel.

And today I choose to scream.

We exchanged more than a glance

You stayed and I stayed too

It was your smile
It was your laughter

Maybe it was all at once

My closet is fear of the depth.

And today I choose to dive.

My closet is the fear of rejection.

Today I choose to pursue a dream.

My closet...

Is the fear of giving myself.

And today I choose to trust.

No stop
No hesitation

So suddenly you've nailed yourself
To my heart

No stop
No hesitation

You're always in my mind

And you collapsed my reasoning

No stop

So suddenly you've nailed yourself
To my heart

No hesitation

You're always in my mind

And you collapsed my reasoning

My closet is the fear
of not being cool enough.

Today I choose to be who I am.

I don't have any fears.

My closet is the fear of loneliness.

Today I choose to love.

So suddenly you've nailed yourself
To my heart

No hesitation

You're always in my mind

And you collapsed my reasoning

The best part
of coming out of the closet

is sharing it with people like you.

I'm done with all the lies.

I love you, Andrés.

When we see an original picture,

when we're in front of a mirror,

we see what it is.