05x10 - Chapter Ninety-One

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Oh, boy, oh, boy.

You'll recall we last left our Jane working with her father on This Is Mars, which, you'll recall, was a remake of The Passions of Steve and Brenda, which, of course, was a remake of The Passions of Santos.

But the creative juices weren't flowing for everyone.

Mateo is really struggling with his reading.

He is quite far behind the rest of the class.

Just read a lot to him.

Play word games.

Just engage him.

And so Jane and Rafael tried to put their feelings aside to focus on their son.

Art?

But this was easier said than done for poor Jane.

See, she still loved Rafael, but he'd moved on, and Jane was trying to as well.

It was the first time I've been with him in weeks where my heart didn't just break.

It was brief, but still, there was a moment.

Also trying to move forward?

Petra and J.R.

See, J.R.

lost her job because Petra had lied.

But they decided to work through it.

Aw, I heart them.

Only problem?

RAMOS: My mentor.

She thinks she found me a job opportunity.

What?

That's amazing.

Thing is, the job's in Houston.

Also facing a big decision...

Rafael and Jane let Mateo meet his Aunt Luisa.

- But unfortunately..

- Rafael.

It's Dennis.

Do you know where your sister is?

Yes, I do.

Well, we just found out that all the money from Rose's Satin Road was funneled into an account under her name.

We think they're still working together.

I know!

Straight out of a telenovela, which this is, after all.

When Jane Gloriana Villanueva was 30 years old...

I'm pregnant.

Huh?

Wait, what?

I didn't even have sex.

Okay, now I'm really confused.

Jane!

I have big news.

Ah, I see.

She's writing her novel.

Sorry, I lost focus for a second.

Juggling a lot of things.

So?

What are you working on?

Since Alba and Jorge are on their honeymoon, I'm taking advantage of the quiet time to work on my novel.

Well, quiet time is over!

The network liked your.

This Is Mars outline so much, they want you to write the pilot script.

What?

That's amazing.

Oh, my God.

Are you serious?

Mm!

So amazing.

They did insist, however, that you be paired with a senior writer.

Just to help guide you.

Oh, I'll take all the guidance I can get.

Who'd they hire?

It's actually Dina, since she worked on the original Santos.

Really?

Dina's willing to work with you again?

Well...

No way in hell.

You never respected me as a writer.

I was constantly putting out fires you created, and you cut me out of your American version of The Passions of Santos even though I created it.

To be honest, she called the prospect of working with me again "a real life low." And that was after she called him "a real lowlife." But money talks, and the network met her price.

So get ready to live on Mars.

Uh, one more thing.

Hmm.

$7,500?

Holy crap.

I can...

I can actually pay my bills.

And you'll get more when you finish the script.

Though, of course, you'll have to split it with Dina.

That's fine with me, I'm just, uh...

So overwhelmed.

You're right, taking out the sweaters.

See?

I have no idea what to pack.

I mean, I've never even been to Houston.

What am I supposed to do there?

Eat barbecue and talk about the Astros?

Always a good idea to talk about football in Texas.

The Astros are baseball, not football.

Same difference.

You know, it's funny, I never saw myself working for a non-profit, or in public policy, but...

I should at least go check it out, right?

Yes, absolutely.

This is a really good opportunity, and you shouldn't second-guess it.

What's taking you so long in there?

Here I come.

Oh, hey, it's Houston Petra, y'all.

Wow.

I wanted to show you that when I come to Houston, I can fit right in with all your new friends.

You're really sweet...

and so crazy.

Look, if we have to do long distance, we will.

I'm sorry, Petra, that hair...

Oh, I'm not Petra.

No, I'm Patti, tonight.

Well, come here, Patti.

I'm so into this.

The writing is great, the story moves, this first chapter just works.

Who is your mentor?

Oh, right, me.

Marlene, what has gotten into you?

You're so happy.

Yeah, I don't think I've ever seen.

Marlene's teeth before.

They are white.

Because the writing is so great.

Okay, and I also have a new lover!

But really, I would have been this happy anyway, because of your writing.

Okay, a click less happy but still very happy.

You're doing great, Jane.

Keep it up.

Thank you.

I-I plan to.

Although, now I have to divide my time between my novel and my dad's telenovela.

Oh, well, don't lose focus on your novel.

Because I would love to show it to a friend in the industry.

Really?

That would be...

Okay, okay.

The friend is actually my lover.

She's in publishing, and she's a genius.

That's amazing.

She's amazing.

You're amazing.

Write that novel, you have to.

I will.

I will work on it in the mornings, and the telenovela in the afternoons.

I will have new material for you to show your lover in a couple weeks.

Great.

We'll probably be married by then.

Oh!

I'm kidding.

Oh, maybe I'm not.

Ah!

Okay, I got to go.

I have a meeting with Mateo's teacher.

He's having trouble learning to read.

Oh, that's funny, because you're a writer.

Yeah, funny.

Hadn't thought of that.

You seem a little wired this morning.

Maybe he has a new lover.

I am just excited.

I am close to selling my first million dollar house, and there is a couple coming for their second appointment this week.

Ms.

Everette, hi.

Thanks for coming in.

Thank you.

Of course.

So I just thought we should discuss Mateo's progress.

Great.

We wanted to check in, too.

At home, his rhyming is improving, but he'd still rather build castles with his flashcards than do his work.

Yeah, but who wouldn't?

I wouldn't.

Besides you.

Well, one of the reasons I called you in is because I'm wondering whether there might be something else going on with Mateo.

There's no cause for alarm, but sometimes when kids are struggling more than they should, just, you know, makes sense to have them tested.

Uh, tested for what, exactly?

Could be any number of things.

Could be a learning disability, it could be a sensory processing disorder, ADHD, dyslexia, or it could be nothing at all.

This just could be who Mateo is.

But there's enough red flags that I do think it's worthwhile, having him evaluated by a professional.

So, uh, I'll call the doctor and make an appointment today.

You really think that's necessary?

He's only six.

And the teacher said it herself, it all might just be his personality.

But she also said she thought Mateo should get tested.

Well, I don't want to.

No.

Wait, what do you mean, "No"?

He's just a kid with a lot of energy.

I had a lot of energy when I was a kid.

Uh, boys in general have a lot of energy.

Great, so then what's the harm of getting him tested?

Because they'll find something, even if there's nothing to find.

People these days, they hand out diagnoses like Halloween candy.

I'm sorry, but I am putting my foot down.

You're putting your foot down?

He is not getting tested, end of story.

Now I got to get back to work.

"End of story." Well, you know what?

I'm the writer, I'll end the story.

Hi, this is Jane Villanueva.

I'd like to make an urgent appointment for my son as soon as possible.

Yes, I'll hold.

Man, I can't believe Jane made that doctor's appointment behind Rafael's back.

Oops.

Wrong appointment.

Boy, I really got to focus.

Hi, good to see you.

Let's jump in.

I have a lot of notes, and we need to turn a finished script in to the studio in two weeks.

Wow, that fast, huh?

Yeah.

That's how it works in TV.

Everybody's on deadline all the time, and we need to do rounds and rounds of rewrites for the studio and then again for the network.

The work never stops.

Is that too much for you?

Of course not.

Agreed.

Of course not.

I'm excited to get started.

All right, the dream team.

With your talent and passion combined with Dina's decades of experience...

One more thing.

I will only speak to you.

Any thoughts your dad may have must only be relayed through you.

What?

Uh, ask her "What?" What?

No need for "what." You got it.

Now your father needs to leave so I can give you my notes.

Dina, I assure you, I'll be nothing but...

Jane?

Is someone speaking?

You know what, Dad?

Maybe it's best if you go.

Dina and I can take care of it from here.

Uh...

Of course.

Okay.

Dad...

Okay.

Let's get to work.

It worked.

Our scientists did it.

They've made the air sustainable for life, which resulted in this...

Wow...

the first-ever Martian flower.

It is an amazing achievement for our administration.

Wow.

This should be the symbol on the new Martian-American flag.

Crumple it.

Crumple the flower.

Don't listen to that Earth child.

You can't crumple the first Martian flower.

See?

That's what happens to your virginity.

Once it's gone, you can never, ever get it back.

Please, it's a little late for that.

My flower's been crumpled for 96 Martian years.

What is she talking about?

What is this?

Good, Jane.

Focus on the telenovela.

Flowers are not gonna make me forgive you, Luisa.

Your signature was all over Rose's bank accounts.

The woman can forge faces, I'm sure she can forge a signature.

I promise, I'm not part of...

whatever criminal things she's doing.

And I don't believe you.

You have lied too many times before.

But I'm not lying now.

Come on, Rafael.

Think of how far we've come.

I'm sorry.

Rose is too dangerous.

I can't risk it.

How did it go?

Did he believe you?

No.

Well, don't give up, girl.

Get him some proof that you're innocent.

You're so sweet to care so much.

Yeah, sweet, or diabolical, conniving and working for your psychopath ex-girlfriend.

Oh, you know who you have to go see?

Who?

Your psychopath ex-girlfriend.

"Sociopath." Oh, my bad.

Mine, too.

Maybe she could help with proof.

No.

It's too hard for me to see her.

That woman's all hair and cheekbones.

Luisa, you are stronger than you know.

And your brother's worth it, right?

Come on.

You got this, girl.

Girls, Mommy needs some privacy.

Stay in your room and play with your toys.

You've reached Jane Ramos.

Please leave a message.

Hey, J.R., it's me.

I'm-I'm sorry I keep missing you.

Call me back when you can.

Oh, it's, uh, it's Patti, by the way.

- Who's Patti?

- Don't you knock?

I did.

I guess Patti didn't hear me.

Okay, well...

if you must know, J.R.

is in Houston right now, and we haven't spoken since she left.

We keep missing each other.

I'm sorry.

That sucks.

And Patti?

Never mind about Patti.

Look, the girls will be ready for you in a second.

Girls!

Uh...

stop playing.

Let's go!

Oh, I should warn you, they're obsessed with their new circuit builder.

They can't focus on anything else.

Maybe we should have them tested, too.

Uh, Mateo's teacher suggested getting him tested for a learning disability or an attention thing and Jane's all for it.

But it's ridiculous, because there's nothing wrong.

Really?

He's six.

He's rambunctious.

Or there's a real problem that needs to be addressed.

There isn't.

Rafael, your daughters are in therapy, you're on antidepressants.

Your son may also need some professional help.

Okay, look, I know it's hard, all right?

But, hey, as Patti would say, When you dig a ditch, that dirt's got to go somewhere.

- What the hell does that mean?

- It means get over yourself and have Mateo take the damn test.

Okay, so I thought about what you said, and I think you're right.

We should get Mateo tested.

So, I will call the doctor.

Oh, no, wait, um...

I'll do it.

She already did it!

But later.

I-I just want to be in front of my computer so that I can take notes if they say anything important.

Oh, it's okay.

I have a pen.

I'll just take notes.

Um...

You're gonna lose your tip.

Go.

I'll handle this.

Sorry.

Hi, I'd like to make an appointment.

Focus, Jane!

Hey, hey, hey...

Oh!

Oh, oh...

sh**t.

Oh, sorry.

Wow.

What are the, uh, chances?

They already have an appointment scheduled for a boy named Mateo Gloriano Rogelio Solano Villanueva.

Who knew it was such a popular name?

You went behind my back?

Seriously?

It's just, uh, the doctor's really hard to get into, so I didn't want to wait, plus, everything I've read about these learning issues says that early diagnosis is extremely important, and I just felt like you were acting irrationally, so...

Oh, so you're diagnosing me, too, now, Doctor?

I just meant...

I don't want to hear it, I will see you at the test.

And then he walked away.

Didn't even say bye.

Yikes, that's bad.

Right?

You just went behind his back and made the appointment?

I know, I know.

It's awful.

It's Marlene.

Hey.

Jane, I have to tell you something, but you have to promise not to get mad at me.

I gave your pages to my lover!

What...

And my lover loved your pages and can't wait to see the next installment in two weeks.

Uh, wait, I-I won't be done with it in two weeks.

The telenovela writing is taking up more of my time.

No, Jane, you cannot let the novel languish.

Opportunities like this are rare, and so is inspiration.

You're right.

Okay.

Who needs sleep?

Not me and Jill.

Now get to work.

I'm beginning to think we need to put our phone calls on the calendar if we're ever gonna be able to talk.

I know.

Long distance sucks.

But I do have 15 minutes before - my next round of interviews.

- Okay!

What's the most important thing for us to talk about?

The people?

The weather?

The chicken?

Actually, I'm not really in the mood to talk.

Oh.

Well, do you want me to get Patti?

No.

I think I want Petra.

Aw...

Ooh, they nasty.

What are you doing here?

Uh, nothing.

I-I, I wanted to talk to Petra but sounds like she's busy, so I'll come back.

What's going on out here?

Nothing.

She was spying on you.

I wasn't.

Mind your own business, Temp.

And get me a water, I'm parched.

I bet.

Um, are you alone in here?

Well, if you must know, J.R. and I were just having FaceTime sex.

Ooh.

Because out of the blue, a job opportunity came up, but it's in Houston.

Houston.

Yes.

It's in immigration, and I'm really happy for her.

Of course you are.

Then again, Houston is pretty far away.

Oh, people make long distance work all the time.

Come on, Petra.

Okay, fine.

I'm terrified of what will happen, but I can't stand in the way of her happiness.

Has J.R. looked for immigration jobs in Miami?

I don't know.

It's worth a conversation.

Speaking of jobs, can I have nights off for the next two weeks?

I need more writing time.

Yeah, sure.

How's the telenovela going?

Yeah...

it's definitely out there.

Do not worry.

I had our spacesuits customized so we could make love in outer space.

Oh, good.

Thank God.

It's okay, we're married.

Who is this chick?

¡Dios mío!

Wha...?

How's it going?

Eh, balancing the novel and the telenovela is turning out to be a lot harder than I thought.

Oh...

don't worry, I won't let Dad down.

I'll just put the novel aside for a while, and focus on finishing the telenovela.

And you're okay with that?

Of course.

Ready to go, Mr. Sweetface?

Mwah.

Do you remember what we talked about earlier?

You're gonna have a fun day.

And you get to play fun games, and a lot of kids do this, so don't worry, 'cause it's gonna be really, really fun.

Maybe overselling the fun...

And when you're done, we can go get ice cream.

Hey.

Hi, guys.

Hi.

So the evaluation will take about three hours.

Feel free to go get a cup of coffee and come back when it's all done.

Thank you.

Ready, Mateo?

Bye, Mr. Sweetface.

Mwah.

See you soon, buddy.

I'm really sorry.

I-I know I overstepped.

Yeah, you're right, which is why I've decided to get a lawyer, so we can adjust our custody agreement to make sure you never make another medical decision for Mateo without my input again.

Uh, uh...

A lawyer?

U-Uh, isn't that a little extreme?

Rafael, can we at least talk?

No.

What do you mean, "No"?

I mean, I have to open a house to potential buyers, and I got a bunch of muffins in my trunk.

Muffins?

Is that a euphemism?

I'll be back to pick up my son after the evaluation.

Wait, you can't just leave like that.

Don't do it, Jane.

Just focus on Mateo.

Oh, no.

Looks like we got ourselves a high-speed car chase.

"Well, more like a "going the speed limit "and obeying stop signs" chase.

Are you chasing me?

Yes!

Because it's not okay to say something like, "I'm getting a lawyer," and then run away.

Oh, but it's okay to go behind my back to make a major medical decision about our son?

I understand that you're upset with me, but I really don't think we need to get lawyers involved.

Go screw yourself!

Are you kidding me right now?

You cannot talk to me like that.

No, I'm not talking to you.

I'm talking to the guy in front of me driving like a complete ass!

Maybe if you weren't driving like a maniac...

See you, sucker.

Was that to someone else?

Nope.

Rafael, can we please talk about this?

Damn it.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I got into a fender bender.

- Are you hurt?

- No, I'm fine.

But I have a showing and now I have to wait for the police to show up.

Let me go to the house.

What?

Text me the address and I'll stall the buyers until you get there.

Just give me your muffins.

Which brings us to...

Jane the Realtor.

Oh, uh, we were expecting...

Mr. Solano, I know.

I'm his associate, uh, he should be here any minute.

Uh, but, he just asked me to show you around.

Great.

Well, I'm excited to show my husband Kenny the place.

He missed the open house, but I absolutely fell in love with it.

Can't wait.

Let's see it.

Sure.

Uh, but first would you like to just take a b*at and enjoy a muffin?

No, thanks.

Just the tour.

Great.

Uh, well, um, th-this here is the living room.

As you can see, it is very...

roomy, uh, really built for living.

Right.

And, uh, over here we have...

the bathroom.

I-I, I don't know why I said that so surprised.

It's a bathroom.

What year was this house built?

Mmm...

uh...

why don't you take a guess?

Uh...

the '90s?

Ding, ding, ding!

Good eye.

Oh, look!

Here we have a...

another bathroom.

Why don't you check this one out?

You know, take your time.

You know, feel free to check the water pressure, really get to know the space.

I'll wait out here.

I'd love to know the walkability score.

Uh...

yes, that-that is good to know.

Um... I can personally attest that it's very...

flat.

Like most of Florida.

You know, easy to walk here.

No hills.

I meant access to local shops and restaurants.

Of course, I was just getting to that.

Excellent access.

Yeah, you can, you can really get to so many things, um...

gas stations, coffee shops, - other stores.

- Hurry up, Rafael.

I can't watch this.

So how much longer is this gonna take?

Never mind, take your time.

So, the microwave is built into the cabinet.

Pretty cool.

Uh, a-as you can see, the stove is, uh, gas.

What about the HVAC?

Is that gas or electric?

That is a great question.

You guys came prepared.

Someone had to.

Let me just pull up the specs.

What's wrong?

Is there something you're not telling us about the HVAC?

No, of course not.

The, the HVAC is amazing.

Top of the line.

Have you tried the muffins?

What my associate is trying to say is that the HVAC was just updated last year.

It's eco-friendly and it uses an electric heating coil.

Oh, thank God, I was about to put in an offer just to end this misery.

They also have questions about the walkability score.

Hmm, 80, which is great.

Not only are you blocks from the grocery score, but you could even walk to your local elementary school.

That's good to hear.

But it is in a flood zone.

This is Miami.

Everything's in a flood zone.

That's what insurance is for.

Exactly.

If you plan when things are good, then you are covered if things are bad.

I mean, can't you just imagine our son growing up here?

We could put in a swing set, there's plenty of room in the den for his blanket forts, and look at that tree...

You've been wanting to build a tree house forever.

It's pretty idyllic.

And as he gets older, he can really grow into that room.

Okay, let's do it.

We'll have our agent put in the offer tonight.

Perfect.

Come on.

I'll walk you guys out.

Yeah.

Congratulations, expert real estate guy.

Sorry, but that was stressful and I missed breakfast.

Thanks for covering my ass.

It was the least I can do.

And I'm so sorry...

for going behind your back.

And for chasing you down the streets of Miami.

Obviously, we can say without a doubt I'm in the wrong.

That was really hard, you know?

What?

Hearing that couple talk about their kid's future.

Just kind of hit me.

What if Mateo really has an issue?

We don't know that he does.

But what if he does?

Then we'll deal with it.

I know.

But I think you just want your kid to have, like, a normal life.

Whatever that means.

It will be.

His normal.

Look, here's what I know.

Mateo is the same amazing kid today as he was yesterday.

And now it's just up to us to figure out how we can support that kid that we both love so much as best we can.

And we will.

Because no matter what, we're in this together.

And...

I'm sorry I acted like we weren't.

You are forgiven.

And thank you.

Muffin bottom?

Yeah.

So, uh, one of us should go pick up Mateo.

The only thing more traumatizing than a three-hour doctor appointment is to get out to find out that your parents forgot about you.

I can think of something more traumatizing.

Wow.

Just...

beautiful.

My prison girlfriend has nothing on you.

Oh.

So you're dating?

Mostly I just close my eyes and pretend she's you.

As flattering as that is...

that is not why I'm here.

There are these bank documents, and my name is on them, and obviously I never signed them, so I need you to tell my brother that.

I'll tell him whatever you want.

Thank you.

But you did sign them.

What?

No, I didn't.

Remember that night on the submarine?

When we dressed up as Victoria's Secret Angels?

In Liverpool?

Madagascar.

You were in the Giselle sequin wings, I was in the Naomi feathers.

You were drunk and insecure about us.

And I said I'd prove my love to you by giving you everything I had?

I gave you...

all of my accounts.

You signed the documents, putting everything in your name.

Oh, my God, I do remember.

I signed the papers and then that man that said that he works for Paul Manafort came on board and took everything.

Exactly.

And after Michael started sniffing around, I had to do something to stop him, didn't I?

So you...

Would do anything to protect you?

Even though you're the reason I'm in prison?

Yes.

Why are you trying to claw your way back into Rafael's life when you have someone who loves you?

Unconditionally.

I even sent someone to watch over you.

"Girl"?

Girl.

Girl.

Girl.

Go to him, Luisa.

Then I'll know you love me, too.

That will never happen.

We'll see.

Listen up, everyone, focus.

I assure you we are addressing our oxygen shortage.

Our Martian filters will deliver breathable air very soon.

Yes, you.

Mr.

President, what about the rumored affair with your interplanetary ambassador?

For the last time, my relationship with Blooki is strictly professional.

So you deny the rumors?

She doesn't even have a mouth.

What about the milkshake?

I'm gonna have a baby?

Yes, me, Mommy.

Mom?

Mommy.

What about me?

I can't focus.

Mommy, Mommy.

Mommy!

Mommy, Mommy, Mommy...

Oh, boy.

Is it a bad time?

Nope.

Actually, I can use a break.

But don't worry, I'll get Dina the pages.

Actually, that's why I'm here.

Uh...

I spoke to your mother...

and I want to let you off the hook.

What do you mean?

Well, you can quit the telenovela if you'd rather be writing your novel.

No, no.

I-I'm just feeling overwhelmed.

There's a lot going on right now.

You won't hurt my feelings if you don't want to do it.

Thanks, Dad.

But it's also a lot of money.

Well, being paid to make art is tricky.

Money can buy a lot of things.

But passion isn't one of them.

You have to follow your passion.

And, frankly, I need someone who will live and breathe the telenovela.

Because this is my passion.

My novel has been calling to me.

Then answer the muse.

Dina will write the show.

But she won't even speak to you.

Let me worry about that.

You get your book done.

Oh, thank God.

I missed you so much.

Mmm.

It's just been a few days.

Mmm.

I know, but I missed you every minute of those days.

Mmm.

So?

Drumroll.

On it.

They offered me the job.

Really?

Congratulations.

Wait.

That's not even the biggest news.

I got another job offer on the way back from the airport.

From the Florida Immigrant Commission.

Oh, that's great news.

They don't even want to interview me.

They said I came so highly recommended.

Yes.

By one of their biggest donors.

Wait, you did this?

I sit on the board of several charitable organizations in Miami.

When I learned you were interested in immigration policy, I put out feelers for any similar opportunities here.

Without asking me first?

I thought you'd be happy.

You don't have to move to Houston.

We don't have to do long distance.

I can't believe you did that.

There was a problem, and I solved it.

Wh-What's the issue?

The issue is I want a girlfriend, not a headhunter.

Don't you think you've done enough for my career?

I was only trying to help.

After what happened last time, your help is...

the last thing I need.

I know there's a lot of anxiety for parents around this whole process, so I'll cut to the chase.

I believe Mateo does have ADHD.

I w...

What does that mean for him, specifically?

Well, Mateo really struggles with both inattention and impulsivity.

His executive functions are somewhat impaired, which is why tasks aren't completed, why he has trouble self-regulating.

It's just harder for Mateo to focus and prioritize than it is for other kids.

How can we help him?

Well, there are treatment options that range from behavior interventions to medication.

I'm happy to go over all of that with you.

Thank you.

Sorry, I...

just trying to imagine what it feels like for Mateo.

You know what?

Let me show you what it feels like.

Oh, wait, look at that.

Whoops.

Spoiler alert.

Oh, hello, Alba.

Ooh, pretty bug.

Now, where were we?

You okay?

Yeah.

Fine.

Oh, come on.

You were the strong one for me yesterday.

I promise I'm good, so if you need to fall apart a little...

I'm here.

I'm just scared.

And a little sad.

Yeah, I know.

I just want him to have a good life.

He will.

I don't want it to be harder.

It might be.

Oh...

But, hey, that's all he knows.

I just keep thinking about something a friend of mine said.

How Mateo's the same great kid today as he was yesterday.

That friend sounds super smart.

She can be.

We've got this.

Together.

All right, I'm going to win Dina over with this super-sized cupcake I made.

What do you think?

Isn't that just a cake?

It's...

oh.

No baked goods, Rogelio, that won't help.

Hey.

Hey.

You doing okay?

How are you feeling about Mateo?

Uh, I'm still processing, but okay.

Good.

And you and Rafael?

Also better.

But we are adjusting our custody agreement.

It's kind of like homeowner's insurance.

You get it when things are good to protect when things aren't.

I think that's smart.

And I also think you look sad.

I just don't want to prepare for a future where Rafael and I aren't together.

But it's like Mateo's diagnosis.

I don't like it, it's hard, but I have to accept it.

Relationships change, people change.

Yes.

That's so true.

And you know what?

That's exactly why I don't need this giant cupcake.

I mean, I would have had some.

Oh.

I was very clear.

I will only speak to you through Jane.

I know.

And that's actually what I'm here about.

Jane is no longer working on this project.

Therefore, is no longer available to act as our buffer.

Then I'm off the project.

Please, Dina.

I don't trust anyone else to get it right.

You were there from the beginning, and you're the only one who has the passion for it.

Well, you should have thought about that one of the numerous times you so egregiously mistreated and disrespected me!

You're right.

I was a selfish and inconsiderate man.

But I've changed since we last worked together.

Why should I believe that?

I thought you might ask that, which is why it's not my word I'm asking you to believe.

It's theirs.

I have also egregiously mistreated and disrespected each of these women.

He abandoned me for his career.

He broke his contract and ruined my reality show.

He b*rned off my eyebrows, got my toe bitten off by a wolf, and paralyzed half my face.

Oh, my God.

Geez, how is this guy still standing?

And yet they have all forgiven me.

I had a baby with him.

I married him.

I signed on to spend the next seven to ten years of my life with him.

And they did that because I've grown and changed.

Sort of.

A little.

His heart's in the right place.

Dina, I promise, if you decide to work with me on this pilot, I will not repeat the mistakes of the past.

And because you have zero reason to believe the words coming out of my mouth, I've even put it in writing.

I've made us a contract.

For insurance.

So we have rules in place in case things go bad.

And these three women are your guarantee that it will be enforced.

One toe out of line, and I will have these three in my ear.

I mean, seriously, like...

from every direction.

Shut it, Rogelio!

Okay.

You got a deal.

Thank you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

You won't regret this.

To Mars we go.

Oh, sorry.

Lost focus for a second.

Here we are.

I didn't mean to overstep.

I love you.

I would never do anything to undermine your happiness.

I know I overreacted.

Yeah, you were just trying to help.

Honestly, I think I was just...

looking for a fight.

Why?

Thing is...

spending time in Houston made me realize how much I need a fresh start.

Nobody there knows my history or looks at me like I'm a criminal or...

a bartender.

Really...

the idea of starting over is even more appealing than the job itself.

Oh.

I am so sorry.

No.

I get it.

I understand the need for a fresh start.

We'll just...

make long distance work.

Patti's been begging me for a comeback.

No, I mean a...

complete fresh start.

Being away for a few days helped me understand...

that it's impossible for me to look at you without seeing all of our baggage.

I've forgiven you, but I want to put the trauma of this past year behind me.

And I can't do that with you in my life.

What?

No.

I'm so sorry.

But I...

need to start over.

And as Petra's heart broke into a million pieces, Jane was finally able to put the pieces of her novel together.

See, as soon as she cleared the distractions from her mind, her executive functions began to, well...

really function.

Jane, I need to talk to you.

I need you to lock your front door.

Oh, looks like Jane included Petra in the novel.

Jane!

Oh, my bad.

What's wrong?

S-Sit.

Can I use this rag?

Well, that's my sweatshirt...

J.R.'s taking the job in Houston and she broke up with me, and I feel like someone cut out a piece of my heart.

Oh, Petra.

I'm fine.

I should go.

I just thought you'd want to know.

Sit your butt back down here.

You're not going anywhere.

Okay.

Can I sleep here tonight?

Of course.

Just give me a second.

You want to hear something really stupid?

I-I was gonna propose.

Oh, no.

Hey, it could be a friendship ring.

Ah, it's already engraved.

"Petra and Jane." Thank you for letting me stay here.

That's what sisters are for.

Aw.

If only our story could end there.

But this is a telenovela after all.

Luisa, you have to stop calling me.

I just needed to tell you something important.

I did sign my name to Rose's accounts.

I knew it.

You are such a liar.

No, I wasn't lying.

I just didn't remember doing it.

It was years ago when I was...

I was blackout drunk.

Oh, of course.

But I am not...

still working with Rose.

I promise.

Luisa.

Enough.

I'm done.

Don't come near me or my family again.

Hey, girl, what's up?

I'm in.

What does Rose need me to do?

Oh, boy.

I don't want to focus on that.