01x08 - A "but" with which you can live happily

[bunniefuu]

[Noni, over phone] Oh, sweetie,

if you just put a little makeup

on those gorgeous eyes God gave you,

you'd look stunning.

-Even more than you already are.

-Oh, Mom, don't start.

You always say the same thing,

enough already.

Pablo? [chuckling] Oh!

Look at that, you're real.

I was starting to think

you were just someone Marga made up.

[chuckles] No, I'm flesh and blood.

How's everything going, Noni?

Fine, thanks. Just waiting for you

to invite me to check out your restaurant.

All right, I'm gonna hang up now, Mom.

-But what did I say?

-[Pablo] Hey, why don't we all…

-Bye.

-…go out to eat as a family today?

-Are you free? I am.

-[Noni] Today? Uh--

Hi, sweetie. I'm available.

I sent you a message.

-I already know you are too.

-[perky music playing]

W… wait, didn't you have a meeting

with your cousins today?

-[indistinct chatter over cell phone]

-Is it Monday today?

-Yes.

-It's okay. I can postpone it.

-We are available, huh?

-O… okay, bye, Mom. Bye, Dad.

-Bye.

-See you later then.

-See you.

-[Noni] Well, see you there then.

-[Alfonso] See you there, yes.

-I didn't know it was Monday. [chuckles]

Cousins' Monday, yeah…

But it's no big deal, right?

There's another Monday next week,

and the following, I…

[theme music playing]

BETWEEN WALLS

-[mellow music playing]

-[traffic whizzing by]

I don't know, I mean, maybe going to L.A.

and getting into the film industry

wasn't really my dream.

Or… or… or… or maybe it was.

Or… or… maybe

it was something else entirely.

What if I never really wanted

to be an editor?

But, well,

that's what I ended up learning.

And what if editing is actually my dream,

and I'm just backing out now

because I'm about to make it happen?

Or yeah, maybe I am… [sighs]

…maybe I am one of those people, right?

I mean, because the same thing happened

with Marga, you know?

She was my dream, and…

Well, I just let her go, just like that.

I think your problem is

you don't know what you want.

Exactly. I have no freaking clue

what the hell I want.

What do I want? I mean, what fulfills me?

What do I want today, tomorrow?

-Oh, Martín.

-[Martín] I don't know.

-I'm about to close.

-Yeah, all right.

-[upbeat music playing]

-[grunts] Sorry. Here you are.

-Thanks for the food.

-[Martín] No. You're welcome.

[Jaime] There.

-All good?

-[Kari] One day you're in your prime,

picking menus

for the most exclusive events,

overseeing the best team of suppliers,

rubbing shoulders

with the crème de la crème,

and the next day,

well, before you know it,

-you smell like eggs, man. [sighs]

-Mm. Look, Kari,

what you need is a change of scenery…

-Hmm. Yeah.

-…to relax.

If you want,

we can go to Ribera del Monte.

[birds chirping]

-Ribera del Monte?

-[Jaime] Yeah.

I'd love to go to… [chuckles]

-…Ribera del Monte, James. Let's see.

-[keyboard clacking]

-Really? You really wanna go?

-Of course, let me see. Ribera…

RIBERA DEL MONTE - SPA RETREAT ROOMS

JUNIOR SUITE $2 500 SUITE $5 500

[Kari] Okay.

Let's see, Junior Suite, here we go.

Oh, man, I can't afford this, seriously.

Eh, I can handle it. [chuckles]

-Really?

-Yeah, really, really.

Fantastic, let's see.

"Seven, seven, eight."

-[comical music playing]

-Are you sure you can?

-Yeah, yeah. Yes, babe, go ahead. Yes.

-Yeah? Okay. "Twenty-four, four, six…"

-There.

-There.

[squeals]

PLEASE WAIT - PROCESSING PAYMEN

CARD DECLINED

-Oh, no.

-What?

-It says, "No… no…"

-Is your internet working?

Yeah. [stammers] Yes, there it is.

Do you have another card?

Yeah-- No. No, no, no.

If you want, I'll call the spa directly

and take care of it later.

Don't worry, okay?

-Ah, okay. Are you sure?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm sure.

-Yummy. It's gonna be yummy.

-[both smooch]

-Thanks. [moans]

-You're welcome, babe.

[elevator dinging]

[playful music playing]

How's the entrepreneur life treating you?

Good, honestly, I can't complain.

It's going great. Really well.

[chuckles, inhales]

Are you not an editor?

Uh, uh. Yeah, I'm an editor, but, well,

sometimes things get complicated,

so I'm pretty handy in the kitchen.

[clicks tongue] And that's why…

[Pablo] So, are you a real pro

in the kitchen or what?

[in Cantonese] Claudio,

I have a few words to tell you.

-[Claudio, in English] Okay.

-[in Cantonese] You should be patient…

-[in Spanish] Yes. Mm-hmm.

-…when you are talking to someone.

[in Spanish] Yes, thank you so much,

Mr. Li, for your profound and wise words.

-They've truly touched… my heart.

-[power drill whirring]

And… and yes, I'll do that, okay? [sobs]

Martín, can you give me two minutes?

-I'll finish up right now.

-Oh, no, yeah, man, take your time.

You're good, really.

Make yourself at home, no rush.

[Claudio] All right.

[in Cantonese] You have to treat them

-with your heart.

-Thank you.

[Claudio, in Spanish]

Okay. Thank you, Mr. Li.

-Yeah, we'll talk next week.

-[indistinct chatter]

[sighs] Oh, man.

[groans, sniffs, breathes heavily]

[quirky music playing]

The Chinese are really wise

about life, huh? [sighs]

-For sure.

-[sniffles, sighs]

Dude, it was tougher than I thought,

but I got it done.

Yeah. Amazing, Alafita.

It's like brand new, huh?

-[Claudio] Yeah.

-Thank you so much. Thank you, thank you.

What's up with you? Everything okay?

Yeah, man, you're acting weird.

All smiley and chill.

-Mm.

-What… what… what's going on?

-This isn't like you.

-[chuckles] All good, all good.

You know what I realized today?

Uh… Nope.

Well, when you stop focusing

on the problems,

the solutions come on their own,

just like that.

And are you going to explain

what you're talking about…

-Oh.

-…or do Alafita and I have to decipher

your cryptic words?

Well then, let me introduce you

to the new chef of Filomeno.

[gentle music playing]

-[whispers] No…

-Yes. [inhales]

[in French accent] And that's how

I want them all, every single one.

I don't know why they hired you, honestly.

We were just starting the interviews.

-Uh.

-[Philip] And my knives?

I'm the only one who uses them.

-Okay. [speaks indistinctly]

-Don't forget to wear your cap.

One single hair. Et tu dégage. D'accord?

I hope you can live up

to what this chef needs.

-Yes, of course.

-Are you gonna help me wash all of this?

-[gloomy music playing]

-Yeah. [sighs]

[chuckles]

[elevator dinging]

-[Claudio] Hey…

-[sighs] Dearest.

-[Claudio] Hi. [kisses]

-[kisses]

-What's up?

-[Claudio] Uh, nothing,

I have to deliver some orders

from Martín, but…

why don't we go grab something

to eat afterwards?

-No, I-- I can't.

-Come on, let's eat something.

No, I can't.

You know I hate biking all swollen.

All right, well, if you want,

I'll walk with you for a bit, okay?

-[Ramiro] Yeah. Yeah.

-Let's go.

We're training really hard

for the triathlon in Valle.

Really?

Yeah. Yeah, I think we can get

one of the top spots. You know?

No, I don't know, Ramiro.

How am I supposed to know

if you never tell me anything anymore?

-I don't know, I really don't.

-So, how are you doing?

-Well, to be honest, I'm so-so.

-[cell phone chimes]

I've been thinking a lot about us,

and honestly, I feel--

-[chuckles, mumbles indistinctly]

-[cell phone chimes]

No, sorry, it's just they're bugging me.

All good now. Hey!

-[Tito] Rami!

-Tito!

[pensive music playing]

I was telling you

that I've been thinking about us,

-and I wanted to talk about…

-Let's talk later, okay?

I really have to go now.

Hey, good luck with the deliveries.

-Okay.

-So long. See you later.

Hope you crush it. Yeah.

[Ramiro] Let's go, come on.

How's everyone doing?

[Tito] Go ahead. Good, you?

-[Ramiro] Hey, what's up?

-[Tito] You look good, huh?

-[Ramiro] Ouch! [groans]

-[Tito] What's wrong?

[Ramiro] Oh, no… I fell, but I'm okay.

-[upbeat music playing over speakers]

-[indistinct chatter]

-Hey, gorgeous.

-Oh, hi. My… my parents?

-Oh, Mom. [chuckles, kisses]

-[chuckles] Sweetie. [kisses]

-[Marga] Hey, hey, Dad. [kisses]

-How are you? [kisses]

-Hi?

-[Marga] Hey. [giggles, kisses]

I can die happy now

after tasting this wine.

[laughs] If you want,

you can take a box home with you, Alfonso.

-We've got plenty.

-No!

Of course, we're family.

Let me pour you a glass, love.

-Okay.

-[Pablo] Of course.

-Yeah.

-[Noni] This place is beautiful.

-[Alfonso] So good.

-Thank you, Noni.

-Really nice.

-Shall we continue? There's a lot to see.

-Yes, please. Let's go.

-Yeah? Go ahead, please.

-Okay.

-Come on in.

[chuckles]

[whispers] You finally made it.

[sighs] Oh, Mom,

I ended up running super late. Sorry.

Is the moisturizing cream

I gave you working for you?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-[Noni] You look gorgeous.

-Come on.

-Thanks.

Filomeno is a name that comes from Greek,

meaning love for oneself.

[Marga] Good evening.

-And this is where all the magic happens.

-[suspenseful music playing]

-[Noni] Oh, what a surprise!

-Hey. [sighs]

You're Marga's neighbor, right?

That's right, yeah, I am.

Uh. And how have you been?

Very well,

just here celebrating with the family.

-[chuckles] Uh…

-[Martín] Oh, I see. [laughs]

Come on, Noni,

let's leave the artists to their work.

Of course, of course.

-[Martín] Welcome.

-[indistinct chatter]

That's the neighbor I told you about.

-It was epic.

-[Marga] Mm.

-[Alfonso] Epic.

-All of us cousins, and I mean all of us…

-[Alfonso chuckles] No!

-…Alfonso, we jumped off Grandpa's yacht

-at the same time.

-[laughs] What?

Obviously, we took

all the necessary precautions.

-Of course.

-The sea was super calm.

-It was like a pool, right?

-[Alfonso] Pool. Pool. Pretty similar.

Marga, what's on your mind?

It's just that we've been having

some issues with the venue.

You know, permits,

paperwork, inspectors, but…

-Well, it's nothing…

-…I've got it all sorted now.

I've been thinking, and the cutting edge

for events right now

is completely outdoors, right?

So, I think we could move everything

to the Careyes house

and set up the venue there,

there's more than enough space.

[Noni] I love the idea, I love it.

-You're a visionary.

-Well, I wouldn't go as far as visionary.

-Come on.

-No. You are. You really are.

Well, I mean, I think, like,

moving right now, like right now,

I'm not sure if it's the best idea,

you know?

Well, it's gotta happen eventually, right?

I just feel so cramped

in that tiny loft, Marga.

It's like

it's giving me claustrophobia, Marga.

[Alfonso] No. No. No, that's awful.

-[scoffs]

-[Noni] And that's with just two of you.

Just imagine when you are three.

It's going to be even worse!

-[Marga] Mom!

-[laughs] You tease!

[mumbles] No, Mom.

Well, you know

how much I want to be a grandmother.

Yes, that's true.

Well, cheers, cheers. cheers.

-Cheers. To Careyes.

-To Careyes, to family.

-[upbeat music playing over speakers]

-[Noni] Sweetie.

-[slurps, chuckles]

-[slurps, exhales]

-[ambient jazz playing over speaker]

-[indistinct chatter]

Now you got it right, my dear.

He's very good-looking and well-mannered.

Well, I'm not too fond

of the idea of you moving far away,

but it's a great opportunity.

-Take it, don't end up regretting it.

-[Marga] Mm. Well, yeah, Mom,

but I'm not sure I like the idea

of someone else controlling my life

and making decisions for me.

I know it sounds super romantic,

but believe me, it's really not.

Every guy you meet will have a flaw.

Choose one with a flaw

you can happily live with.

-I have… I have a house there.

-Remember, I'm a free man.

[indistinct chatter]

[sighs] And what if there are more flaws

than commonalities?

The thing is, Mom,

I feel like there's no chemistry.

What do you mean, chemistry?

I mean, I really…

[grunts softly] …like him,

I care about him a lot, but it's like…

I don't know,

there's a lack of connection.

Okay? And something inside me

doesn't want to live forever

feeling frustrated, thinking that maybe,

there could be something better.

[Pablo] And here… [speaks indistinctly]

Imagine reaching 60

and being one of those marriages

where you don't even f*ck by accident.

Well, that's absolutely normal.

No, Mom, what's normal?

I mean, I get that

the initial infatuation fades,

but what should be normal

is having a deep connection,

getting along great,

having a blast together,

sharing laughs, having fun,

and being your life partner.

Someone you want to be with everywhere.

Not just sticking with a guy

who ends up being your roommate.

And even worse,

feeling like you don't even know him

after so many years

because it's been so boring.

-[Alfonso] You and I.

-[Pablo] You and I.

-[chuckles] Cheers.

-[Pablo] Shall we go?

-[traffic honking]

-[distant siren wailing]

[instructor, over speaker]

Let go, truly let go.

-Open your thoughts…

-[breathes deeply]

…open your mind,

and let your thoughts flow.

-[knocking on door]

-[instructor] Repeat after me.

-I let my thoughts flow…

-[sighs heavily]

…and inhale on one, two, three, four…

[breathes heavily]

-All good, Mom?

-No, Marga, nothing's good.

Your father and I have no chemistry.

It's been nine years, eight months,

and 17 days since we last had sex.

[stammers] I don't know what to do

with that information, Mom.

-Do you have any tequila?

-[playful music playing]

-[indistinct chatter]

-[cutlery clinking]

[sighs]

[exhales]

First day, huh?

Uh… Yes, yes. [chuckles]

I mean, even though it feels like

I've been in here for weeks, it's…

-[chuckles]

-…actually just my first day.

-Martha.

-Martín.

[chuckles] Let me share my trick

for surviving so many hours.

Please.

-Wow, these are really cool, huh? Can I?

-[Martha] Go ahead.

You've got talent, huh?

I can barely draw stick figures.

This is something else. [chuckles]

[giggles]

[sighs]

-[mellow music playing]

-You don't know how many times

I've fantasized about opening the door,

walking out,

and just keep walking and walking

without ever coming back.

-Okay.

-[Noni] But do you know why I didn't?

-Why, Mom?

-Because of you.

-So that you could have a family.

-If I… What-- Why are you blaming me?

No, it's not about blame,

but so that you could have

a normal family.

-[scoffs] That's not true.

-[Noni] But of course, that forced me…

-[perky music playing]

-…to find my own escapes.

So, I would lock myself

in the bathroom, turn off the lights,

-light candles, play music, and put on…

-No, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, that… [shushes]

You can skip that part.

I don't need the details.

Anyway, it's not enough anymore. [slurps]

-[sobbing] I can't stand seeing your dad…

-[sighs]

…lying in bed all day,

making videos on his phone!

I don't… I don't know what to say, Mom.

I mean, it's normal.

-Huh?

-[Marga] You've been together

for over 30 years, almost 40.

I mean, the infatuation fades,

the passion fades.

I'm dead inside!

-[breathes heavily]

-Mom, come on.

That's such an exaggeration.

I've seen that you get along well,

you're friends, and good partners.

But what do I want with a friend in bed?

[knocking on door]

-[groans]

-[inhales]

-[slurps]

-[knocking continues]

[Marga] It's enough, right?

My love, please don't leave me. I can't--

Um, what did you put on your face, huh?

-[comical music playing]

-Some face masks, Dad.

Only you would think to mention things

about chemistry to your mom, huh?

-Hey, it was just a comment.

-[mockingly] "It was just a comment."

I don't get why you're reacting like this.

What's going on with you?

Alfonso, go by yourself.

-I'm staying here.

-[scoffs, sighs]

-Hmm.

-[Marga] Look, seriously, enough.

Tomorrow, when you're calm,

talk things over more peacefully. Okay?

But, honey, do you know how many times

we've made love in the last ten years?

-[Alfonso] No…

-Ugh, I don't… I don't…

Go back home because I'm not having

this commotion here, okay?

-Oh, no, no. I'm not going anywhere…

-All right. Go home. Go home.

-…of course.

-And I'm not leaving without her, okay?

-What's going on? Mom.

-[grunts]

-[elevator dinging]

-[quirky music playing]

-Martín, right?

-[Martín] Uh…

-It's good to see you.

-[Martín] Yes.

Alfonso.

Something wrong?

No, it's all good. [clicks tongue]

A… misunderstanding with Noni.

[Martín] Oh…

-All right. Fine.

-[Alfonso] You live here, right?

-Yeah, yeah.

-[keys jangling]

-How nice. How lovely. Well, look…

-[Martín] Uh…

You know how women are.

You tell them something,

and they hear something different.

They think you have a crystal ball,

that you're going

to understand everything,

that you'll just figure it out.

Hey, do you have something to drink?

-It's a bit warm, isn't it?

-Of course.

[Alfonso] Hey, what a lovely place, man.

You've got great taste, huh?

[Martín] Cheers, I mean,

to pleasure, right? And to good taste.

-[Alfonso] Cheers.

-Let's see how it is, huh?

-Mm. Mm. Great, great.

-Mm.

-[inhales]

-Well, okay.

-Well, Noni and I have our routine.

-[knife clinking]

[Alfonso] We know our preferences.

I mean, what… what…

what's wrong with that?

What's wrong with enjoying peace, huh?

-Nothing. Quite the opposite.

-[Alfonso sighs] Right? [exhales]

I mean, if something works really well,

why change it?

-Exactly, exactly.

-[Martín] I mean…

-If I may say so, with all due respect…

-[Alfonso] Of course.

…knowing Marga,

I don't think it's easy with Noni.

Well, you should ask Pablo about that.

He's a good guy, isn't he?

[knife clacking]

Mm… [sighs]

Nothing out of the ordinary, honestly.

I liked him a lot.

Plus, he's a really hardworking young man.

-[Martín whispers] Yes.

-Besides, he has good taste. Uh.

Well, to me,

he's just a piece of furniture.

-Meh, just a piece of furniture.

-[slurps]

But, well, what can we do?

Everyone has their own tastes.

-Well…

-[chuckles]

-[pensive music playing]

-[pan sizzles]

HELP, MY MOM'S HERE

AND SHE WANTS TO SEPARATE ALREADY

-[Noni mumbles] What could this be? Oh!

-[drawers rattling]

-Mom, what are you doing?

-[Noni speaks indistinctly]

I-- It's just--

you don't have anything fun, my dear.

-[whimsical music playing]

-[Noni] No peanuts or anything.

Well, no, because we're going

to eat healthy things.

-Here's the food.

-Mm?

-Good food.

-So? Should I set a place for "Plablo"?

Mom, Pablo went to dinner

with his cousins. He's not coming.

And why didn't you go with him?

Why are you neglecting him?

Because I'm not his shadow.

Everyone can do what they want.

Well, honestly, I don't understand you.

Well, honestly,

I don't understand you either.

And if you keep drinking, even less.

-[whispers] God.

-[cell phone chimes]

[sighs heavily]

MARTÍN YOUR DAD DROPPED BY MY PLACE.

I LIKE HIM, WE'RE GETTING ALONG.

-[Alfonso] Peanut sauce chicken.

-[Martín] Exactly.

[Alfonso] My mom used to

make it for me when I was a child.

-[Alfonso] Wow!

-[Martín] Let me.

-Ca… can I, really?

-Yes, of course.

[Alfonso] Let's see.

[munches] Mm!

-Mm! Mm.

-[Martín] So?

[inhales] Sublime, Martín.

-[chuckling] Please, no!

-Thank you, thank you, thank you. [laughs]

-[Alfonso] Amazing, Martín.

-Thank you so much.

-I'm glad you liked it, huh?

-So delicious.

No, no, no, no.

I didn't just like it. I loved it, Martín.

-I loved it.

-Well, thank you, thank you,

thank you, thank you. Uh…

-Hey, can I record you, huh?

-[Martín] Mm-hmm?

-Yes, yes, it's just that this sauce is…

-[Martín] Oh…

…exquisite, and I want mine

to turn out exactly like this.

-No, well… Yes. [chuckling] Yes, yes, yes.

-What's in it? What's in it?

-[Martín] Uh…

-[cell phone chimes]

-Wait, hold on.

-[perky music playing]

[Alfonso] Don't worry, act normal.

I… I will edit it later.

MARGA

PLEASE HELP ME. THEY WANT TO SPLI

-[Martín] It's… [chuckles]

-[Alfonso] Smile, smile. That's it. Now.

-Oh. Yes, yes, yes. Uh…

-[Alfonso] What's in it?

-Oh. What? On… on camera?

-[Alfonso] Yeah.

Well, what I put into the dish

was the main ingredient,

which, as always, is love.

-Oh, that's beautiful.

-[Martín chuckles] Yes. Yes, yes, yes.

And just like in cooking and in love,

it always needs to be renewed…

Renewed, Mr. Alfonso.

The main ingredient has to be something

that strengthens the bonds

with both the palate and the heart.

[whispers] Go on.

[Alfonso] No, no, no.

That's a masterpiece.

-[Martín] Let's see. And…

-Just look at it. Look at that.

Voilà! Here you are.

-No, no. What are you talking about?

-[Martín] Please, please, please!

-May I? Can I try?

-Yes, yes, yes.

Now, with the new ingredient,

you'll see how delicious it is.

-You'll see.

-Let's see. Mm. Mm!

Mm! This is delicious.

-It's just that… Cheers.

-[glasses clinking]

[comical music playing]

Since I stopped working

a couple of years ago…

[Martín whispers] Uh-huh.

…she fell out of love.

That's what happened.

-[breathes deeply]

-She wants me to take risks, and I…

-What I want is to take naps. [laughs]

-[glass clatters]

[chuckles]

-[gentle music playing]

-[snorts, chuckles]

-[Martín whispers] She'll hear us. Quiet.

-[shushes]

-My suggestion is…

-[Alfonso] Mm? [slurps]

…why not ask her yourself?

Maybe it's not as bad as you think,

and you might just be imagining things.

-[in English] Martín. Martín. Martín.

-[Martín grunts]

-Focus. Focus, Martín.

-[grunts, in Spanish] Yes, yes.

Every time we talk, she gets angry.

And honestly, when she's angry…

[chuckling] …it scares me a lot.

[chuckling] I know, I get you.

Just between us,

I feel the same way with Marga.

-[Alfonso chuckles]

-Yes, they have a fiery personality.

-I mean, it's her mom, Noni, Noni.

-[Martín chuckles] I know! I know! Well…

It's her daughter, right?

They have the same character. Not like me.

-But what can we do? Yeah, that's it.

-[Alfonso] Well… what? Well, what now?

-Yes, no.

-[indistinct chatter]

[Alfonso] Yes.

I'm not getting any younger, Martín.

-[hushes]

-[Noni] This is delicious. [chuckles]

-[whispers] Did you hear?

-[whispers] Yes.

It's them.

[whispers] Yeah, yeah, yeah. Come on.

Bring your drink, bring your drink.

[quirky music playing]

[whispers] Get down.

Me first. Me first. Me--

-[Marga chuckles]

-This man cooks wonderfully.

[munches] No, Mom, he doesn't cook.

I wish he did.

-[Noni] Uh?

-It's from his restaurant.

Well, I would have liked if your dad

had at least cooked me some fried eggs.

Look, Mom, you don't cook either.

What are you complaining about?

[whispers] Yeah, she doesn't cook.

[speaks indistinctly]

But, hey, I want to know

what made you fall in love with Dad.

-[Noni] Well, when I was young…

-[snickers]

Uh-huh.

…I was into really bearded guys,

but back then…

-[Marga] Mm.

-[chuckles]

…only a bunch of boys

with baby faces were interested in me.

-[snickers] Okay. [chuckles]

-[Noni] Until your dad showed up.

So elegant.

So, you're saying

that you're completely fed up with him.

-Yes.

-[Marga] Oh, you…

-want to get rid of him.

-Yes.

[Marga] You don't want him

living with you anymore.

No.

So, if he never comes back

and you never see him again,

what would you miss the most about him?

When he gets up in a good mood, he sings…

-so beautifully.

-[tender music playing]

[Marga] Oh, yeah?

-[sings] My love, my love ♪

-[Marga chuckles]

Between your thighs I lie

Dreaming away ♪

[chuckles softly]

But you know what?

[inhales, munches] I think--

I think it was my fault

because I always pressured him

too much about work. [grunts]

-And he didn't want to.

-No, he did want to.

-[Alfonso] Sorry, sorry.

-Go ahead. Tell them.

Since I stopped working,

I've felt useless.

And you have your things

and all your activities,

and you never stop.

Every day, something new. [inhales]

And I don't do anything

that might interest you anymore.

No, no, Alfonso.

Of course I'm interested in you.

But I don't want you to dump me

for being a… an old bore.

[inhales, smacks lips]

Me neither. [sniffles]

Will you promise me patience?

I'll promise you patience…

-if you promise me excitement.

-[uplifting music playing]

My love. [breathes heavily]

No, no. I-- I'm coming over there.

Me-- Me-- Me too!

[gasps, sighs]

[both smooch]

[chuckles]

-[breathes deeply]

-[Martín] Oh, who would've thought? Wow.

[chuckles softly, sighs deeply]

[elevator dinging]

[whispers] Bye.

How did you make my dad

so cheerful and romantic?

Well, I didn't really do much.

[inhales] Well, we talked, I listened.

We discussed many things about love.

We also spoke highly of your mom.

And what did you say about my mom…

[chuckling] …if you don't know her?

Very simple.

She's just like you, so… that's it.

-[chuckles]

-[chuckles, inhales]

[mellow music playing]

Well…

It would have been amazing between us.

Yes. [inhales]

But, well, it didn't… [sighs] …work out.

Although now,

I'm really glad you're with Pablo and…

and that you're doing better.

Yes, you do remember

why it didn't work out, right?

Because, according to you,

you were deeply in love one day,

and then the next, you left for L.A.

[chuckles softly] But well,

things happen for a reason, don't they?

Rest up.

[door creaking, closing]

[slurps]

-[sighs, slurps]

-[music concludes]

[knocking on door]

Coming!

[grunts softly]

[mumbles] What…

-[chuckles nervously] Hey. Hi.

-Uh…

You read my mind. I was about

to knock on your door. [chuckles]

-[chuckles] Uh, my dad forgot his keys.

-[Martín] Uh…

Um… Can I come in?

-I'll look for them myself. Don't worry.

-Yeah, yeah. It's okay.

-I'll find them quickly and get out.

-[Martín] Come in.

Yes.

Uh. [stammers, sighs] I'll help you look.

We were just in the kitchen, eating.

-I'll search over here.

-Yes. He told me

-you were cooking a lot, right?

-Uh-huh. Yeah, right.

That… that you were around here, but…

Gee, I don't… I don't see anything.

I… I can't find them. I don't know.

[drawers rattling]

[keys jangling]

-[Martín] Here they are!

-[gentle music playing]

Why do you have a plane ticket

with my name?

BOARDING PASS TORIELLO/MARGARITA

MÉXICO CITY - LOS ANGELES

-T… t… to Los Angeles.

-[stammers] It's nothing. It's…

-[knocking on door]

-[Alfonso] Sorry.

-Oh, Alfonso. [sighs]

-Those?

-Yeah, I think these are your keys.

-[Alfonso] Great. Thanks, huh?

-[Martín] Yeah. Yeah, no, you're welcome.

-[Alfonso] Hey, that peanut chicken

-was amazing, huh?

-[chuckles] Thanks.

Don't forget

to give me the recipe, please.

-Yeah, yeah, of course. I'd be happy to.

-May I?

Uh. Of course.

Uh, the key is to roast the peanuts

-for the sauce, which is…

-[Alfonso] That's right.

[Martín] Honestly, that's the key.

That's the key.

-It's the most important thing and…

-[knocking on door]

[Pablo] Good evening.

Hi, Pablo, good evening.

Look at that, how funny.

We just need Noni…

[chuckles] …to be complete.

-Look who's here.

-[Martín] Come on in.

-[Pablo] What's up, bro?

-[Martín] What's up, bro?

-[Marga] Hey, love. [breathes heavily]

-[sighs] Okay…

-[stammers] Uh… It's… Well…

-[Martín grunts softly]

Le… let's go. [stammers] Bye.

-Bye.

-[Martín] Bye. Bye, bro. Bye.

[romantic blues music playing]

-[sighs] No way, no way, no…

-[Alfonso] Hey, Martín.

My heart ♪

Wouldn't feel so sad ♪

Though the times are bad ♪

If I had your love ♪

If I had your love ♪

My dreams ♪

They would all come true ♪

I'd be glad, not blue ♪

-♪If I had your love ♪

-If I had your love ♪

If I had, if I had ♪

-If I had your love ♪

-If I had your love ♪

If I had, if I had ♪

-If I had your love ♪

-If I had your love ♪

If I had, if I had ♪

-If I had your love ♪

-If I had your love ♪

[music concludes]