01x01 - Episode 1

[bunniefuu]

[intriguing music playing]

[man] We're all going to die.

If anything, this should help us
care for each other more.

But our hate and ambition
just keep growing.

You should know, we're not
simply here to indoctrinate you.

That's not our goal, not even close.

This is about helping you
reconnect with Mother Earth,

because that's
how real healing begins.

It moves in both directions,
like a cycle that never ends. Hmm...

[man] It's not tied
to anything earthly.

We're here to help bring
that spark back because

somewhere along the way,

we somehow ended up severing the cord
that once tied us together.

[Marga] That's not my case.

To create the art I do,

it relies on me always being
connected to reality.

-For example, when I'm beginning a--
-Cut it out already, Marga.

[man] When you talk about work...

-...tell me what you think about.
-Mm...

Goals, interests you have?

Your finances? Ambition?

Marga, you used the word "connected,"
but from where we're standing,

it just sounds like your need
to stay in control.

It's a state of obfuscation.

Exactly. Obfuscation.
You're describing me.

Like the two of us feel obfuscated,
you know?

Don't answer for me. See?
She does it all the time.

And after obfuscation,
begins disorder,

chaos, as well as desperation, anger,

even avenging bad behavior.

That's so true.

This is stupid.

No offense. Look, um, I get that
the world's going crazy,

I completely agree,
yeah, but all this bull

is further proof for me
that it's really true.

So if you'll excuse me...

-[screaming]
-Hmph...

[exhales sharply] I needed
to get that out of my system.

Mm. I'm assuming I know the best way
to let out my feelings, no?

No.
No, no one has the perfect answer.

And so, we train ourselves
how to feel, to heal

and then share it.

-[pensive music playing]
-If you are here,

and you are willing to listen to us,

it's probably because
you feel you have reached

a state of fury.

RAGE

Two Years Before

-[intriguing music playing]
-[footsteps pattering softly]

[music turns dour]

[groans]

You've got this. You know
you know this. Now go multiply it.

-[both hissing]
-[music fades out softly]

[both] Namaste.

[Marga] Thank you, Yoshida.

He was a kamikaze
in the Second World w*r.

But wouldn't he be dead already?

[Marga] Hm.

Yeah. That seems right.

I don't really think Zen Masters
are liars, though. Do you?

-No, no, no. Of course not.
-Ah...

-How've you been?
-Uh...

-You okay?
-Ah, yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.

But it feels to me like
the world's becoming

more and more sinister
and complex, you know?

That's interesting.

I've been experiencing the opposite
of you, more like "hope" and, uh...

It's beautiful.

-You believe that?
-Yeah.

Hmm... Wanna sh**t with me?

Mm, no. No, no, no. I'll call you.

[both exhale contentedly] Mm...

[both] Thanks.

[footsteps recede, then fade]

[footsteps approach softly]

-Oh, hi.
-Oh, hi.

[giggles softly]

-Mm... I love you.
-Do you?

-Mm...
-You're mean. Let go of me.

Roberto, please, come on.

-Eat or you'll be late.
-Very well.

Mm! I really love
this umeboshi, don't you?

Mm-mm... It's definitely not
my favorite superfood.

Mm...

People often end up associating
the flavor of certain superfoods

with their benefits.

Things that taste sweet
equal pleasure.

Know what I mean?

Well, then I guess you end up
liking what's best for you.

That's right.

But not everyone operates this way,
it's something you open up to.

[g*nsh*t]

[g*n c*ck]

[g*nsh*t, then shell clanks]

[g*nsh*t, then shell clanks]

[g*nsh*t, then shell clanks]

[footsteps approaching]

Good morning, honey.

Marga and Tina

-Morning. How did it go?
-Oh!

First, Yoshida relaxed me,
then sh**ting invigorated me.

-Mm.
-It's about the balance, you know.

See, if I combine both those things,

I never miss a shot.

It's very inspiring
that you're so passionate.

No more serving me
these Chinese plums, Tina.

They're Japanese plums.

I thought you knew I didn't like 'em,
hmm?

No robe today?

Huh?

You told me wearing it
wasn't mandatory.

No, of course, I'm not gonna
force you to wear a uniform.

-Did you know I painted that by hand?
-I know.

And that's the reason.
It would be a real shame to stain it.

Mm! [chuckles faintly]

That's its purpose.

It can be cleaned, you know, Tina.
Life will stain you.

-How many guests on Sunday?
-Mm, no more than 30 that I know of.

-[dishes clanking]
-[yelps]

Be careful, Tina, that's too loud.

What annoys me is that this merger
puts me back where I started.

You've been their top general manager
for years. You're loyal,

and you've always gotten
fantastic feedback on your work.

I've explained it to you.

They are a religious company
and they're biased.

The things I had to do to get
where I am today, in their minds,

would be a very big problem.

Changes are coming.

When they come on Sunday,
you'll win them over bigtime.

Why not talk to my papa?
You know he'll give good advice.

Mm.

I have a conference call with him
in an hour.

Mm. Wanna sh**t with me?

[both] Hmm?

No, not right now.

[breathes deeply from oxygen tank]

-[oxygen disengages]
-Roberto, we don't just move ahead,

we think it through.

Our evolution's like a pendulum.

You performed impressively, and
we applaud the fruits of your labor.

But with these
new partners coming in,

you'll have to go back
to where you started.

There are no purely ideological
decisions in television.

[vacuum cleaner humming]

Those who refuse to change

are nothing more
than narcissistic idiots.

Marga and I are going to throw
a party this Sunday for all of them.

A party for whom?

[vacuum cleaner continues humming]

All the new associates,
executives, or, uh,

heads of the departments,
some management, and, um--

Invite all of their children.

Are you sure?

Yes, they'll enjoy a family gathering
on a Sunday.

Hmm.

Papa. You're looking healthier now.

-Yeah. You mean it?
-A hundred percent.

-What about your lungs, though?
-I don't know.

What are you waiting for?
Make an appointment for that today.

And call me when you know something.

Of course, my darling.

[emotional music playing]

[vacuum cleaner continues humming,
then whooshes loudly]

[Marga] Tina.

-No.
-[vacuum turns off]

With the vacuum cleaner?

-What are you thinking?
-No, I was just--

I've told you a million times
that I will clean my own art pieces.

I know, I wasn't going to do it.

My special creations, Tina.

You know that my pieces
take me forever. They're delicate.

-Totally get it.
-They're very delicate. Hmm?

Mm! Pretty. It looks great.

Roberto is nervous about Sunday,
you know.

It has to be tres bien.

[Tina] Of course. I'll take care
of whatever you need.

Can you take this to Jerry's
and see to catering?

-Mm-hm.
-They have a list of everything.

And you can go like this. [chuckles]

The colors on that
are really marvelous.

And it doesn't look like a uniform,
does it?

-No.
-[Marga laughs]

I have to head out.

I can take you, Tina.

Oh, great. [chuckles]

[car turns off]

My love, I'm leaving Marga.

I want to be with you, Tina.

-Do you mean it?
-I have a lot of things

I'm going to have
to figure out first, though.

-[giggles]
-The majority of my contacts...

Tina, I've made most of my contacts
through her family, as you're aware.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
And she owns the house...

-Okay. Well--
-...that you live in.

And it's not exactly a fantastic time
for television,

but, Roberto, I'll always support you
no matter what.

Don't worry, Tina. I'm going to be
with you, it'll be just fine.

-Amor.
-[giggles giddily]

Amor.

[both laugh and moan softly]

-I have a surprise.
-Yeah?

I found out I'm pregnant.

You sure it's mine?

-Oh, come on, what?
-I'm just being stupid.

-[Roberto laughing]
-[exhales sharply]

Hey, hey, hey. Amor. I'm gonna make
all the arrangements for this.

-We'll make it work, okay?
-My love.

-My love.
-Trust me.

Roberto, I trust you.

Eat up, Mama, come on.

Eat up, Mama, come on.

Eat now,
or you're gonna drive me crazy.

Eat now,
or you're gonna drive me crazy.

[cell phone ringing]

-[cell phone beeps]
-Hey, babe.

Mom, I have some great news.

-We're all gonna be fine.
-[doorbell buzzing]

Better than fine actually.

Your grandma's not eating. I'll have
to call you back in an hour.

All right, whenever is good.
Okay, bye.

[clacking on cell-phone keys]

[doorbell buzzing]

-[doorknob clicks]
-Morning.

You need to move out by this Friday.

What--? [grunts]

[gently melodic music playing]

[elevator bell dings]

Hello, may I help you with something?

Actually, I'm here to see Nat.

Marga! How are you?
She's my customer.

-Where is it?
-It's waiting in the fitting room.

-It is spectacular.
-Ah!

Listen, what this beautiful woman,
Marga,

is coming in for
is not a cheap acrylic tracksuit.

Oh, no, girls.

It's couture.

-[Marga] This way?
-[Nat] Yes, this way, to your right.

It's so classic.

But modern at the same time.

Wow! It's perfect,
it's going to impress everybody.

-You think we should close this here?
-Oh!

Maybe-- You know what?
Let's try it with some shoes.

[whimsical music playing]

It drives me crazy,
this particular part.

[mystical music playing
over speakers]

Yeah, me too.
Honey, please turn it off.

[music stops]

[pig snorting nearby]

[pensive music playing]

[snorting continues]

Uh, sorry.

There's a wild boar
wandering in the garden.

Wild boar you say?

But that's impossible.

[whistling]

[pensive music continues playing]

[whistling]

Uh, maybe it ran off?

Shh! [hushed shouting] Shut up!

-You saw a boar for real?
-Yes, I swear it.

Hmph...

[stifling laugh]

What?

Ah... don't be mean.

Shh!

[snoring softly]

-[gasps]
-Shh, shh, shh!

[hushed shouting] Roberto.
Have you totally lost your mind?

-What are you doing?
-I couldn't sleep so I came in.

What if Marga wakes up?

I talked to one of my friends
who's a doctor.

I wanna make sure you receive
the best care, my love.

We'll go see him tomorrow.

-Okay.
-Okay.

Please go back--

All right, go back,

-or Marga will catch us.
-Fine, I'm going now.

-May I?
-Fine, for a second.

-Lie down.
-Here I come.

Okay, good.

-[emotional music playing]
-[Tina giggles]

[kissing sounds]

[disjointed music playing]

Milagros?

[music fades softly]

[Milagros] Yes, ma'am?

Come, please.

Don't look at this! Don't look.
I want you to try these. Okay?

Sorry, I don't eat between meals,
you know that.

Oh, it's not eating really,
it's a snack.

Please help me, Milagros,
I need a fresh palate, please.

Try it.

What is it?

Mm... Mango.

What do you mean "mango"? No.

It's pineapple and curry.

-It's not mango?
-Here, give me that. Moving on.

All right, next.

Talk. What is that one?

Maybe a peach
with a little bit of pepper?

[scoffs] I can't deal with someone
who's palate is so basic.

[inhales sharply]

That sounded r*cist,
but I didn't mean it.

Pardon me, Milagros.
Please forgive me.

I'm just really nervous
about the presentation.

It's just so important for me
to do well, forgive me.

-Don't worry, you'll do just fine.
-Okay. Okay, thank you.

No, no, you can go, thanks.
Mm-hm... Mm-hm...

I'm running late for the clinic.

Honey, just one minute.
Can you try this?

No. My love, don't make this
so stressful. I mean it.

It'll go great, I promise you.

Hmm?

Better.

[door closes]

Pineapple and curry.

[chuckles weakly]

[phone rings faintly nearby]

Well, I suppose Roberto
explained to you

why you're seeing me here today
at my clinic.

Yes. He told me you're good friends,
and you're the best gynecologist.

We're having a baby, and with you
we'll be in capable hands.

Hmm... Is there any, um...

well, I'd prefer that you give her
the little details.

The, um... The details? Roberto?

Uh-huh...

Hmm.

[chuckles weakly]

What's happening?

[Javier] Mm, Tina.

[stammers] Look, a while back, Marga
saw me for a cryopreservation process

here at this same clinic with plans
to become a mother in the future.

But years went by, and those plans
to become a mother

were just put on hold.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah,
I was told by Roberto.

-And?
-[intriguing music playing]

Well, Roberto called me,
understandably concerned

about this personal
and professional predicament,

and the possibility of this idea.

I answered him that technically
it was possible,

and he could count
on my complicity and discretion.

And that would be which idea
we're talking about?

Mm... To pretend that you're the
surrogate for Marga and Roberto.

For me to do that, the three
of you would have to agree on it,

and I would just need to adjust
the pregnancy weeks accordingly

to hide your indiscretion from Marga.

Uh, wait a minute, I'm confused.

Please explain again. I don't think
I follow what you're telling me.

Hmm... Excuse me for a moment.

Roberto, I thought you said
you'd told her.

Hmm.

We'll set you up
for the rest of your life.

It would be easier to come see you
if you're not in the house with us.

And then eventually
I can split up with Marga.

When that's final,
you'll have me and the baby.

Well, of course
that's if I get shared custody.

[sighs deeply]

And you're positive
Marga would agree to that?

She knows about this.

She wants to talk to you
about this idea.

Marga really likes you, Tina.

[sniffles, then exhales]

[g*n c*ck]

[g*nsh*t]

Huh...

[sighing]

[intriguing music continues playing]

[music halts]

What's the amount
that you're thinking?

Amount?

How much are we talking here,
Roberto?

To keep my child
while I disappear from here?

Don't say things
that cut me to the core.

You're the one who said you loved me
and you wanted to leave with me.

So how should I talk?

I haven't said anything about you
getting pregnant, not one thing.

You know how much you ruined things?

Can you tell me how much, Roberto?
To have me go.

You'd have a salary and an apartment.

We could keep seeing each other,
I guess. We'd have more privacy.

-You don't have any other options.
-No, I don't. Neither do you.

Marga wants to have a conversation
with you tonight.

If I delay it,
she'll start suspecting.

Ah, yeah.

-Of course.
-What?

Your partners, they won't fire you
with a baby on the way, will they?

It's really scary
the way your mind thinks, Tina.

[intriguing music playing]

You honestly think I would go as far
as using a baby to protect my job?

I'm sure you'd do that,

and I'm quite sure that's why
you wanna have a child, Roberto.

But don't worry about it.

I'll take the deal.

[Roberto inhales,
then exhales sharply]

Well, you were right.

We end up liking what's best for us.

[pensive music playing]

[inaudible dialogue]

[glasses clink]

[music fades softly]

[doorknob clicking]

Tina.

-[somber music playing]
-[knocking on door]

Tina, let me in.

[knocking on door]

Tina, please.

[knocking on door]

[Marga] What are you doing?

All this stuff, is it art or trash?

Toss it all.

But take care of this later.

Some of the guests
are starting to arrive.

Come on!

[indistinct chatter nearby]

[Roberto clears throat]

What's this?

MDMA.

I need these people to loosen up
a little bit.

Roberto, please, there are kids here.

The kids aren't going
to drink alcohol.

Don't worry.

It's just a little..

Most of them won't drink much.

[Marga] Great to see you. I'm really
glad you could make it with the kids.

Look at you, you've grown so much.

-[Roberto] How's it going?
-Sweetheart, come here.

-[Roberto] Hi.
-[woman] Hello, how are you?

Kids! Where are you going? Don't run!

Hey, don't stop them. Let them
run around, enjoy themselves.

We love kids, really.
It's not a problem at all.

They're all just executives,
corporate people.

There's no one special.

What the hell am I doing here?

There are no directors,
and you promised actors.

You're right, it's true. Only you.
So just shut the hell up.

And be grateful your agent
got you into an executives' party.

I'm gonna look like a
washed-up actress, desperate and...

pimping myself out for a role.

Should I comment?

Come on, try to pace yourself,
and smile. For God's sake.

[sighs]

Would you excuse me for just a sec?
I'll be right back. Okay.

-Hi. How are you?
-Great, and you?

I'm having a great time.

But all that matters is that
you're enjoying yourselves.

-Hey.
-Roberto.

-What's up, Raúl? So good to see you.
-How've you been?

-Remember Victoria?
-How could I forget?

You look amazing.

And I feel amazing, too,
because well... [sucks teeth]

I've had to protect myself
from outside influences.

-And turned inward centering myself--
-Sounds good.

Please excuse me for just a second.
Pardon me, Raúl.

Yeah. Um...

-Who was that imbecile?
-Yeah.

You mean you don't know him?

Vicky,
you know no one anymore, you're over.

[peculiar music playing]

-You're a son of a b*tch.
-[scoffs weakly]

You okay?

-Yes.
-Great.

Put some music on. Please, now.

But look how they're all dressed.
What music are they gonna like?

There are families here, so maybe
play something to liven the mood.

You've got this. Thanks, love.
I'll be back.

How would I know what they'd like?

[music turns on]

Here's some music for you, Roberto.

["Tekkno Scene"
playing over speakers]

♪ Said this could be a
Color crusher ♪

♪ Color rusher
Touch this tune see ♪

♪ Flush this room
Sploomin' through ♪

♪ Sara fallin' from the roof ♪

♪ Treetop! ♪

♪ Heaven is a layer singer ♪

[music intensifies]

♪ When I was fallin' around
In the mad Tekkno Scene ♪

♪ When I was fallin' around
In the mad Tekkno Scene ♪

♪ When I was fallin' around
In the-- ♪

[techno music playing over speakers]

-[music turns off]
-Uh, please listen up. [laughs]

Please, everyone. If I could have
your attention for just a moment.

All of us together,

we'll make the TV hits
we're all passionate about,

because from tonight onward,

every single one of us
is a family unit.

And because we're family,

tonight I want to share a secret
with all of you.

Uh... [chuckles]

I'm giving you a heads-up

that we'll be reaching out
for your suggestions.

Marga and I

are going to be, uh...

We're on the verge of making
an amazing dream come true

for the both of us. Something we
thought was no longer possible, uh,

but through the miracles
of modern science,

our dreams are no longer just ideas.

We're about to become parents,
Marga and me.

[guests cheering and applauding]

As I was watching your kids
playing around the yard,

I started to imagine
what our life will be like,

but with a beautiful child
of our own,

[Tina's footsteps recede quickly]

and what I feel is just [laughs]...

to be able to share this
with you tonight...

it makes me feel so happy inside,

I don't have the words
to fully express it.

[retching]

[coughs, then gags]

[breathes deeply]

Ah... A while back,
I noticed something was up with you.

Now it all makes sense to me.

The truth is
you're actually pregnant.

Am I right?
Were you gonna give us your child?

No, of course not.

Ah.

-I'm going to ruin his life.
-Pardon me,

but I'll get my vengeance
before you do it.

In fact I'm gonna go
take care of him right now.

And so now the only question is...

who's going to be the first one
to reach the shotgun?

[suspenseful music playing]

[grunts]

-Let go!
-Give me that right now.

-Let go, Marga. Let go.
-It belongs to me! Come on.

-Give me the damn shotgun.
-I grabbed it first.

Let go of the shotgun!
Please, don't do this.

-Come on! Let go now.
-Give it up! [groans sharply]

Enough!

[Tina panting]

-[g*n c*ck]
-[Marga laughing]

Tina, what are you doing?

We're not enemies,
don't you understand?

That as*h*le, he had us both fooled.
[gasping]

We're in the same boat,
we're in this together.

What are you talking about, Marga?

We're not in the same boat
whatsoever.

Know why? Because you can destroy
Roberto without even breaking a nail.

People like me, though? Huh?

When we seek justice,
we have to destroy ourselves.

-[gasps, then shouts]
-[g*nsh*t]

[dramatic music playing]

[groans sharply]

[screaming]

[screeching] My new dress.
I just bought this dress!

You little b*tch, you're done!
[grunts]

[Marga groaning]

[grunts] Ooh!

Ugh!

[groans, then grunts]

[techno music playing over speakers]

Hello? Hello,
can I have your attention, please?

[g*n c*ck, then fires]

[music stops]

That's better. Thank you very much.
What's up?

I'm the assistant,

and this man right here
got me pregnant.

Then he tricked me by saying
he no longer loved his wife.

because he doesn't want
to lose this house,

his job and every dollar he owns,

he made me pretend
to be their surrogate,

but it was all a stupid cover up,
because what he obviously wanted

was to keep my baby
and throw me out on the street.

He organized this party because
he's afraid you'll fire him.

And he describes all of you
as "tacky and mediocre."

Did I say that right?

Oh!

He also put MDMA in the c*ck.

-MD-what?
-What did he do?

Bravo!

Bravo!
This was just a performance,

and you must admit,
this woman has incredible talent!

-[guests laughing]
-And the shotgun shoots blanks.

-Does it? Have a blank then.
-[groans]

[Marga screaming]

-[grunting]
-[g*nshots]

[guests screaming and shouting]

[g*n c*ck, then firing]

[g*n c*ck]

[g*n c*ck]

[g*nsh*t]

[tires screech, then engine revs]

[all shouting]

[g*nshots]

[tires screech]

[g*nshots continue]

-[engine revs]
-[g*nshots]

[thunder rumbling]

Your father says that the board
is gonna get rid of me.

I want you to get out of my house.

-["Down On Your Knees" playing]
-[pig snorting]

-It's not a wild boar.
-What?

[Roberto] It's an Iberian pig.

♪ I'm picking your locks
And what do you know ♪

♪ I'm checking the box
You're ready to blow ♪

♪ I know what you got
I know what I don't ♪

-♪ I know what I don't ♪
-♪ I know what I don't ♪

[snorting continues]

♪ Spin my web
Spill your secrets ♪

♪ No escape
Tried to keep him ♪

♪ Take a drink
You will see ♪

♪ Get down on your knees
And tell me you love me ♪

♪ Get down on your knees
And tell me you love me ♪

♪ I'm pulling your strings
You're rolling the dice ♪

♪ So salty and sweet
So naughty and nice ♪

♪ You're cutting your teeth... ♪

-♪ You'd better think twice ♪
-♪ You'd better think twice ♪

♪ Spin my web
Spill your secrets ♪

♪ No escape
Tried to keep him ♪

♪ Take a drink
You will see ♪

♪ Get down on your knees
And tell me you love me ♪

♪ Get down on your knees
And tell me you love me ♪

♪ Get down on your knees
And tell me you love me ♪

♪ Tell me you love me ♪