ELEKTRA: Children, I'm rich.
' and ' were two of the worst years for real estate in the city.
But there's been a little ' bounce.
And how many bedrooms?
Three.
I'll have to convert one into a walk-in cedar closet.
There's a doorman, and there's no co-op board, so it's yours once the papers are signed, assuming you want it.
Interest rates are down to nine percent.
Borrow to buy?
Please.
I'll pay cash.
I'll have my lawyers contact you.
I'm off to fill that cedar closet.
Years ago I went to a psychic who told me I was the reincarnation of Cleopatra.
I said, "Then why am I still eating at Roy Rogers"?
Maurice, if there isn't enough room, have them follow with what's left in a cab.
- Yes, Miss Elektra.
- Thank you.
["DIRTY CASH" BY LIBERTY X PLAYING]
♪ Anything you want me to ♪ ♪ Money talks, money talks ♪ ♪ Dirty cash, I want you. ♪ ELEKTRA: Looks like that psychic was right.
It just took a little while for this queen to reclaim her kingdom.
I've turned to eating caviar daily.
It's full of B vitamins which keeps my mind sharp so I can read a bitch.
The question on your mind, of course, is how?
The "why" is obvious.
I was destined to have more coins than Scrooge McDuck.
But how did I earn my riches?
It started in the most unlikely of places at lunch with Miss Orlando.
More champagne?
What's going on here?
Did you rob a bank?
A relative die?
Because you've got a $ manicure, a fresh facelift, and I saw that outfit in the window at Barneys the other day.
I got that all with my own money.
Doing what?
I'm working with organized crime.
- The Mafia?
- Shh.
Yeah, the Mafia.
They do all kinds of business in the neighborhood without us even knowing about it.
They came, found me, offered me a deal, fat fillers, silicone injections, medicinal creams.
They import my supplies, protect me from the police and take a cut of what I earn.
Beautiful olive-skinned men with that slick hair like Marlon Brando.
Do you want me to introduce you?
ELEKTRA: Miss Orlando made the introductions.
In a week, I was sitting down with Vincent Massino and Marco Ciccone...
No relation to Madonna.
I own a phone-sex business.
It's small, but I'm ready to expand.
My operators are the best in the business.
They know how to keep a guy pumping himself raw on the line as the meter runs and runs.
The proof is in my % customer-return rate.
There's good money in those phone-sex lines.
- Low overhead.
- There's one catch.
We have a certain large cash business that involves selling a certain thing that is extremely popular that the U.S. government does not like being sold.
We need to find ways to clean that cash.
So you want me to launder drug money for you.
It's how it works with Miss Orlando, too.
It's a substantial influx of cash you can use to expand your business.
How much are we talking?
Take a guess.
Then multiply that guess by ten.
And you're probably still guessing low.
You have a deal, gentleman.
The Mafia was wonderful to work with.
They kept the cops at bay, had accountants fix up my book, and franchised my operation in tax havens like Nevada and Delaware.
[LOW CHATTER]
I have become the McDonalds of the phone sex industry.
And now, in just a matter of months, look at me, if your eyes can handle the sparkle of my jewels.
I am a self-made, obscenely rich woman.
And I didn't have to lie on my back to get here.
I don't need a man, but if I want one, I just hire one out for the night.
Isn't that right, Hot Chocolate?
Whatever you say, Miss Elektra.
Damn skippy!
[DOOR OPENS]
[FOOTFALLS APPROACH]
PRAY TELL: The category is...
Live...
Work...
Pose!
[BIRDS SINGING]
- Good morning, baby.
- Good morning.
- How was your sleep?
- It was good.
How was yours?
- It was good.
- Good.
What you reading?
Just doing a little wedding planning.
Mm.
Look, how stunning.
She cute, but she ain't you.
- Not her.
- Oh, my bad.
- The wedding.
- [LAUGHS]
I always wanted to get married in the wintertime.
Then let's get married in the wintertime.
This winter.
Yeah.
What's holding us back?
I don't know.
Can we afford a winter wedding right now?
We have some savings put away for a rainy day.
- It's enough to get you a dress.
- Mm.
Or we could borrow one from the agency.
I didn't even think about that.
I'm telling you, and they got some good ones.
They do.
We'll go down to City Hall with Blanca as our witness and then we can meet up with the fam afterwards for dinner at the Dim Sum place you love.
- Small and intimate.
- Mm-hmm.
That sounds perfect, baby.
If my baby want to get married in the wintertime,
- we could make that happen.
- Okay.
Marry me.
- Of course.
- [CHUCKLES]
Marry me.
You already know the answer to that.
It's a new day, girl.
It's gonna be okay.
Yeah, save those tears, honey.
You were gonna have to get rid of that sh*t someday.
I know you're not crying over that flea-infested furniture.
It's going back to the Goodwill where it came from.
I can't afford new furniture.
Who's asking you to?
A mother provides.
Okay.
Uh...
I know how you love to host.
This is a table fit for you.
Special delivery.
Oh, sh**t, uh, we need plates.
Here.
- Dinner, too?
- Of course.
And let's be clear, Club doesn't do this for just anyone.
[LAUGHTER]
That meal was divine.
Mm-hmm.
I ain't never have a feast like this before.
Thank you, Elektra.
You deserve it, daughter.
So I guess she's the only deserving daughter?
[LAUGHTER]
I haven't forgotten about you.
Mother has something for everyone.
Aw.
What am I gettin'?
I'm gifting you with a trip to rehab.
[LULU SIGHS]
You know...
I am so tired of your put-downs.
None of y'all have ever bothered to ask me how I feel about Candy, and what that was like for me.
That's no excuse.
- We all lost Candy.
- Yes, we all did lose Candy.
But she was my ride or die and my every day.
So what, I numbed my pain?
I'm done with that, okay?
I'm getting my life back together.
I got a new job keeping books for Pat Fields.
And...
I got me a new man.
Who is he?
Jerome.
[GIGGLES]
- Jerome?
- Yeah.
The bouncer from the strip club?
Mm-hmm.
The pipe must've really affected your critical-thinking skills.
Why can't y'all just be happy for me like a family, for once?
-Why can't you be happy for me?
That's right.
We need to support her, not judge her.
Right?
Oh, please.
I'm not falling for this poorly-written monologue.
I know what clean looks like, and it don't look like you.
I don't have a problem, okay?
You need to back off, Mother.
BLANCA: All right, come on.
Let up on Lulu, and let's enjoy this amazing, tasty feast.
Fine.
BLANCA: All right, y'all.
I want to make a toast to the women in my life.
My sisters.
Look at us.
A mogul, a model, a future accountant and nurse.
The expectations may have been low, but we believed in ourselves and each other.
When I look at y'all, I see infinite possibilities.
I see the future.
[SIGHS]
I'm so glad I got to live through this.
I love y'all.
We love you, too.
I love you, too.
I love you, daughter.
I love you all.
Thank you.
LULU: I love you, too.
[SNIFFLING]
ELEKTRA: Okay.
Now that we've gotten the emotions out of the way...
Angel, dear.
What can I get for you?
I have everything I need, Ma.
That's right.
Actually, I have something I want to share with y'all.
Papi and I set a date for our wedding.
[SHRIEKING]
I'm gonna be a maid of honor!
What?
I'm her best friend.
No.
Hold on.
I'm the mama here, so you know this little...
No, no, no.
You're all gonna be my maid of honors.
ELEKTRA: Oh, my darling.
This is an honor more important to me than my , trophies, which are currently in storage right now because they clash with my new furniture.
- Thank you.
- Oh, my God.
I could cry.
When is it?
When is it?
I mean, you know I always wanted a New Year's wedding.
Well, we've been savin' up for years, and we don't want to wait no more.
We make it official in four weeks on New Year's Eve at City Hall!
- My kids are getting married!
- Oh, no.
No, no, no, no, no.
Hell to the no.
No.
You will be the first of us to walk down the aisle, and City Hall and an off-the-rack dress just won't do.
This wedding is bigger than you and Papi.
This is a monu-mentous occasion for us all.
A moment we never dared to dream.
I want to pay for your dream wedding.
Dress and all.
LULU: Whoa.
Let me do that for you.
Oh, my...
- What?
- Get that glass, girl.
David's Bridal, here we come.
- [WHOOPS]
- Oh my God!
Excuse me?
Mother has just the place.
Only the best for the best.
[DOOR CLOSES]
- Babe.
- What?
What?
What, what, what, what?
- Come downstairs.
- Okay.
What?
What happened?
Is this for us?
Thank you.
We're celebrating.
What are we celebrating?
Only that we're gonna have the most beautiful and glamorous wedding ever.
I'm gonna walk down an aisle, baby, of rose petals and it's gonna be men in tuxedos handin' out fancy hors d'oeuvres and then it's gonna be me in a big, beautiful white dress just like a bride in a movie.
[SQUEALS]
That-That's the wedding you deserve, baby.
And I wish I could do that for you.
Baby, you don't got to do nothing.
Elektra is gonna pay for it all.
I thought we had a plan, though.
Something small and intimate for us.
Well, baby, why keep it small when we can be lavish and over-the-top?
Yeah, but...
Especially when we don't have to spend any of our savings.
Well, what does that make me look like?
What kind of way is that to start a marriage?
By making sure everyone knows the groom can't take care of his bride?
Don't give me that Latino machismo bullshit.
Come on.
You work hard, my baby.
Everybody knows it, you my man.
Everybody knows it.
But you also not rich.
Everybody knows that, too.
And it's okay.
Ain't no shame in that.
None of us are.
Except Elektra!
We talked about doing a little romantic thing.
Just you, me and Blanca as a witness.
What happened?
Papi, that was because I didn't dare to dream that I could have more.
I'm not doing it.
I don't want to look stupid at my own wedding.
We're doing this.
You want to marry me, you marrying me at the Plaza with champagne toasts and-and live doves and all that sh*t.
Okay?
I'm the bride.
It's my day.
Yeah?
This is my day, too...
...and I'm paying for it!
All right?
Don't nobody want your charity.
Angel and I made a plan, and you come swooping in like Captain Save-a-Ho trying to make me look like a f*cking bum.
BLANCA: What Papi is trying to say is, is that he appreciates your donation, but it isn't necessary.
I understand that your Latin pride is threatened by my largess.
It's admirable.
But you don't want to start off a marriage with a selfish act.
How is it selfish to say no to a handout?
Your bride is unlike any other.
She will be the first...
the first from a community that has been excluded from "happily ever after."
You've been to the balls and seen the girls walk bridal runway.
Yeah, but my wedding ain't no ball.
That category was invented, like all other categories, in order to give us a chance to experience what the outside world gets to live.
But none of us, Esteban, has ever been a real bride.
You hear?
Until I met Christopher, I never thought marriage was a real possibility for me.
Everybody else gets to live in a world of "maybe."
But us, we live in a world of "never gonna happen."
So you're saying the day ain't even about us.
No...
[EXHALES]
I'm saying...
that when all those girls sit in that fancy ballroom, they get to watch one of their own walk down a real aisle, in a real wedding dress...
Not for some plastic trophy, but to marry a real man who loves her...
They will then realize they can do it, too.
Yo, I didn't even think our wedding meant as much to us as it means to everybody else.
Darling, it means a great deal.
But that doesn't mean you have to make it about all of us.
This wedding is about you and Angel.
I guess it's not unusual for the mother of the bride to pay for the wedding, huh?
Exactly.
And if it makes you feel better, you can pay for the quartet and the tossed rice.
[LAUGHS]
Yeah.
That's cool.
I guess the rice is the most important part of the wedding.
Come here.
I'm sorry.
- Thank you, Elektra.
- Okay.
Okay.
Thank you for loving that girl the way you do.
Now, get out of my office.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
What is taking that girl so long?
BLANCA: She can take as long as she want.
I feel like I'm in a dream.
Angel, get your ass out here and show us what you got on.
Ladies, ladies.
May I present...
the bride.
LULU: Oh.
Oh, my God.
She looks like a Puerto Rican Lady Diana.
Very nice eye.
Is this the one, Angel, dear?
I think it's cute.
It-It's beautiful.
But I think I'll try some others on.
Then maybe let's try to find something that doesn't hide that figure.
I agree.
[LAUGHTER]
- LULU: Hey.
- What?
You think I could sneak one of these dresses out of here?
- Lulu.
- [GIGGLES]
You are not mopping anything from this store.
["GROOVE IS IN THE HEART" BY DEEE-LITE PLAYING]
We're here to shop.
♪ The chills that you spill up my back ♪ ♪ Keep me filled ♪ ♪ With satisfaction when we're done ♪ ♪ Satisfaction of what's to come ♪ ♪ I couldn't ask for another ♪ ♪ I-I-I-I ♪ ♪ No, I couldn't ask for another ♪ ♪ You know that's right ♪ ♪ Your groove I do deeply dig ♪ ♪ No walls, only the bridge ♪ ♪ My supper dish ♪
- ♪ My succotash wish ♪
- ♪ Sing it, baby ♪ ♪ I couldn't ask for another ♪ ♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh ♪
Yay?
Nay?
Okay, I go away.
♪ Ma.
Hello.
This dress would look sickening on you, Ma.
Nah, I'm not getting married.
Christopher and I aren't there yet.
Today is your day.
Nonsense.
This is our day.
We all deserve to feel special.
Dominick, bring dresses for everyone!
♪ One, two, three ♪ ♪ ♪ Groove is in your heart ♪ ♪ Groove is in the heart ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Groove is in the heart... ♪ ♪ Groove is in the heart... ♪ ♪ Groove is in the heart. ♪ ♪ Oh, my gosh.
Ma, don't start.
You're gonna get me going.
BLANCA: You look perfect.
It's perfect, right?
Oh, just like you.
I never seen something so beautiful.
You look amazing.
Finally.
- [CHUCKLES]
- Yes.
Dominick, I think we've found the one.
Excellent choice.
The owner is very grateful for your patronage, and he wants to thank you himself.
I'll go grab him.
Let me go change.
You look good, girl.
[QUIET LAUGHTER]
Hey.
You know what you doing for her means everything, right?
You could have turned your back on all of us when you got big time, but instead, you became our fairy godmother.
Thanks, Ma.
ELEKTRA: Sweetheart, you girls deserve everything.
Besides, I can't take it all with me so I might as well spend, spend, spend.
And we will take, take, take.
[LAUGHS]
Where is the mother of the bride?
That would be me.
Uh, but this one, right here, is gonna be paying for all of it.
What is this?
What isthis?
This is a Platinum American Express card.
It has no limit.
You and I are business people, Mr. Schmidt.
Whatever is going on in your bald little head will disappear with a swipe of this little piece of plastic.
Your money's no good here.
This is a bridal shop for women.
Um, excuse me.
- We are women.
- Real women.
You know what?
[CHUCKLES]
How 'bout I show you a real beatin', huh?
Oh, no.
No.
I appreciate the fact that you're old-fashioned.
But you don't have to accept us, you just have to take our money.
I wouldn't take your money if you gave me a million dollars in gold.
I refuse to sell you anything, on principle.
These designers are artists and I won't let you turn their work into a freak show.
I can see from your sad little wedding band that you are married.
But that doesn't mean that you've had any real contact with a woman for quite some time.
Even a loving wife would avoid her impotent husband if his testicles hung so low that they grew filthy from dragging along the dirty floor once he took off his tighty-whities.
And I doubt...
No, excuse me, I know, that no other women have paid you any mind because women aren't attracted to men who aren't tall enough to ride the Cyclone at Coney Island.
If not for pity, your closest proximity to a vag*na would have been at your birth.
So... we can excuse the fact that you cannot see the royalty gracing your store.
I have seen my share of real men, and I can assure you...
...I am not looking at one right now.
[GIGGLING QUIETLY]
Ladies, let's go.
My coin is too good for this place.
What happened?
But you...
You haven't heard the last from me.
Watch your neck.
Angel, we're leaving.
Come on.
All right.
Uh, let's go.
And I'm taking your little burnt champagne.
[GIGGLES]
Dominick, get ready for your next appointment.
You get ready for it.
I quit.
PAPI: I love these, uh, but definitely shorty with the buzz cut.
Good sh*t, David.
- [KNOCK ON DOOR]
- Esteban?
- Yeah?
There's a Jimena at reception here to see you.
Jimena?
Um, I'm sorry.
Excuse me.
Excuse me.
Esteban Martinez.
- Been a minute.
- Jimena.
Jimena, how you been, ma?
- It's been a little a while.
- You know.
Surviving.
You still living in Soundview?
Not since you was homeless and dating my sister.
Pito said you was on the come up and got a fancy job downtown.
Had to see for myself.
But you rebounded nicely.
Even got white people working for you now.
Yeah, I'm doing a'ight.
I got a place now.
I'm engaged.
That's actually...
That's her right there.
You clearly got a type.
Yeah.
How is Marisol?
We should talk.
You and Sol was together on and off?
For like two years, right?
Yeah.
I never saw her happier than when she was with you.
Ah, I loved that girl.
So why'd you start f*ckin' around with that other chick?
I didn't cheat on Marisol with Angel.
I couldn't deal with her addiction.
She lied about why we stopped talking, and I let her to protect her.
I knew that sh*t was gonna be her downfall.
dr*gs is a hard habit to kick.
- You did it.
- And I struggle.
Every day.
[SNIFFLES]
I'm sorry, mama.
When you was around, you tried everything you could.
She knew what the consequences were.
Yeah.
I should've been there, though, you know?
Why?
It wouldn't have changed sh*t.
She didn't want to be saved.
Not by you.
Not by anyone.
Yeah.
Thank you for letting me know.
- I should get back to work.
- Nah, nah.
Hold up, Papo.
There's more.
I didn't come here just to tell you she passed.
Could've called for that.
I came to tell you...
Sol left behind something that's yours.
What is it?
Clothes?
Pictures?
A son.
He just hit five, and yes, it's yours.
Nah, that's a fat-ass lie, 'cause I wrap my sh*t the f*ck up.
Look, Marisol was a lot of things but loose wasn't one of 'em.
What's his name?
Esteban Alberto Martinez...
Junior.
Beto for short.
He just started kindergarten.
Where's he living at now?
With me.
There was no one else for him to go with.
It's been a struggle.
Oh, f*ck me, man.
I want to see him.
♪ [THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
♪ Go, go, Power Rangers... ♪
Papito, not so close to the TV.
It's bad for your eyes.
He's a good kid.
Nothin' like us.
Thank God.
- Hi, Beto.
- Hey.
- Whatcha doing?
- Playing with Legos.
I was gonna build a house.
- [LEGOS RATTLE]
- Who you building a house for?
For Mommy up in heaven.
So she can be safe now.
Can I help you?
Mm, yes, but it's a secret cause Mommy always says not to talk to strangers.
No, papa.
No.
I'm not a stranger.
I'm friends with your mommy, and your Titi Jimena.
You don't... you don't know me, but we're family.
My name is Esteban, just like you.
You can call me Papi, if you want.
[SNIFFLING]
Elektra.
What is this?
It's delicious.
It's foie gras, goose livers.
It's $ a pound.
Enjoy it, it's your last meal here.
Huh?
You've become too familiar, Hot Chocolate.
I don't pay you to leave cr*cker crumbs in my bed.
Your hard body may have been fun for a while, but I have a better chance of having a stimulating conversation with the goose that supplied that liver than with you.
But I'm falling in love with you.
- Can't help that, sweetie.
- You used me!
Of course I did.
It does feel good to be on the other side of these things.
You may finish your snack, then dress yourself and show yourself out.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Mafia drinks are served in the parlor, madame.
Tell them I'll be down in a half hour.
Oh, and frisk this dope for jewelry and silverware before he leaves.
The new call center in St. Louis is doing double the business we expected.
Mm.
We were thinking about expanding into Canada.
Horny has no borders.
[VINCENT AND MARCO CHUCKLE]
I invited you over to inquire about your other services.
Which ones?
The ones that involve cracking skulls.
My friends and I were disrespected by a man who runs a high-end wedding dress shop.
We can rough him up enough to teach him a lesson, without doing any permanent damage.
Mm, no.
No v*olence.
But he did deny me a very important purchase, and I cannot let that stand.
I want that dress.
Now, back in the day, I could mop the whole floor of a department store and not get pinched, but now that I'm a respectable businesswoman, I cannot take that risk.
I mean, if we go and steal that dress, it's going to look a little suspicious considering you were just in there looking at it.
I agree.
Stealing just one item won't teach that beast a lesson.
I want you to steal every g*dd*mn dress in that store.
I'm sure you could do pretty well for yourselves pushing some of those dresses onto the daughters of your associates.
[LAUGHS]
Elektra...
You sure you're not Italian?
You would make one hell of a boss.
You'll get no argument from me, darling.
- ANGEL: ...or autumn.
- [LAUGHTER]
BLANCA: Every single last one of those.
- ANGEL: Um, would you get, um, summer?
- LULU: Right.
- It got more to offer.
- What?
- [OVERLAPPING CHATTER]
- [ELEKTRA CLEARS THROAT]
Ladies.
Thank you.
Today is a day of pampering and beauty to kick off Angel's bachelorette weekend.
Through my newfound and permanent wealth, I will ensure that every layer of dead skin is sloughed off, every nail filed and polished, every pore steamed, extracted and shrunk.
Imperfections will not be invited to Angel's dream wedding.
I bought this m*therf*cker out!
- No, you didn't.
- Yes, she did.
ANGEL: Oh, my gosh.
Clink, clink, clink.
Yes!
Mm.
It's your day.
My darlings, the domain is ours, and ours alone for this day of sisterhood.
[SIGHS]
["YOU WANT THIS" BY JANET JACKSON PLAYING]
♪ You want this ♪
- [GASPS]
- Oh, my gosh.
- Okay.
No, you didn't.
- LULU: Oh, my God.
ANGEL: What is this?
Oh, my God.
Ah!
♪ Come on ♪ ♪ My girls goin' round talking ♪ ♪ They say that you've been ♪ ♪ Watchin' me, boy ♪ ♪ I know ♪ ♪ By the way you're talkin' ♪
- ♪ That you're really tryin' ♪
- [LAUGHING]
♪ To get to me, boy ♪ ♪ Not anyone I'll just let in my heart ♪
- Oh, his name is Christopher.
- ♪ You have to be hungry for me ♪ He's a doctor.
♪ Girls may have been easy ♪
- Ah.
- ♪ But you have to please me ♪ ♪ What makes me think ♪ ♪ That I can say this to you ♪ ♪ I know ♪
- ♪ How bad you want this ♪
- [LAUGHS]
♪ If you want my future ♪ ♪ You better work it, boy ♪ ♪ No, it won't come easy, no ♪ ♪ I know you want this ♪ ♪ By the time I'm through with you ♪ ♪ You'll be beggin' me for more ♪ ♪ Come on. ♪
I have an announcement.
Tonight, we will feast like queens among queens.
I have invited our nearest and dearest sisters from ballroom to fete our bride-to-be.
Florida and Veronica?
Okay, Kiki and Aphrodite?
[GASPS]
Oh, my goodness, girl.
Oh, my God.
Even Pretentia and Nefertiti, that bitch!
Yes, Ma.
Oh, my God.
I'm so excited, I could pee right now, girl.
No, no, no, no.
Simmer down, now.
That won't be necessary.
ANGEL: Okay.
What you got up your sleeve, Ma?
Only the best, daughter dear.
[TAPS GLASS]
I want to thank each and every one of you for showing up for our dear Angel Evangelista.
Okay, I promised Elektra I wasn't gonna cry or else she gonna send me back to the piers to pay off this extravagant-ass wedding.
But I'm...
I'm at peace knowing my baby girl is marrying my baby boy Papi.
Sorry.
Y'all don't know how much this means to me to see that my children found each other.
To my beautiful daughter...
Angel Evangelista, the most stunning bride there will ever be.
I love you.
I love you, too.
All right, well, to Angel, y'all.
ALL: To Angel.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Cheers.
[EXHALES]
My turn.
I wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for my mothers, Elektra and Blanca.
I probably wouldn't even exist anymore.
Thank y'all for loving me, for showing me the true meaning of family.
I probably would have never known what that is without you.
I realize how incredibly rare it is for girls like us...
...to get to be the romantic heroine in any story, to get the prince and the fairy tale.
I recognize that I may be the first to walk down this aisle, but I refuse...
[CHUCKLES]
...to be the last.
- [WOMEN MURMURING]
- Okay?
So tonight, with the urging of Mother Elektra herself...
Honey, she's here.
We have a surprise announcement.
Not only will each and every woman in this room be attending the wedding event of the century, but you, my dear sisters, will do it...
wearing the wedding dress of your dreams!
[SCREAMING, CHEERING]
Everybody gets a dress!
Just go get dresses!
How did you pull this off?
Mother has her ways.
Oh, okay.
Ow.
- Oh, my God.
- Ooh!
Put on your dress, mama.
Come on, Sanaya-aya-aya-aya-aya.
Give me a twirl, ma.
[TAPS GLASS]
Now that each of you have selected your wedding gowns, Miss Elektra has one more surprise.
It's something we rightfully deserve.
- Strippers!
- [WHOOPING]
["KISS" BY PRINCE & THE REVOLUTION PLAYING]
♪ You don't have to be rich ♪ ♪ To be my girl ♪ ♪ You don't have to be cool ♪ ♪ To rule my world... ♪
His sweat is sweating!
He is hot.
Excuse me.
You're about to get married.
LULU: So what?
That's the kind of man you throw your whole life away.
- I need some chocolate.
- Thank you, Ma.
Listen, I don't know what Lulu is talking about...
- Oh, Hershey's is for me.
- Lulu!
[WOMEN WHOOPING]
ELEKTRA: Bring all that beefcake over here.
♪ Talk dirty, baby.. ♪
[WHOOPS]
ELEKTRA: This one's getting married.
She'll never have a man again.
♪ You can't be too flirty, mama ♪ ♪ I know how to undress me... ♪
BLANCA: Lord have mercy.
Okay, I can't do this.
- Just calm down.
- This moment...
- Go with the flow.
- I'm trying to.
- ♪ Fantasy ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ You don't have to be rich ♪ ♪ To be my girl ♪ ♪ You don't have to be cool ♪ ♪ To rule my world ♪ ♪ ♪ I just want your extra time ♪
- ♪ And your ♪
- ♪ Oh, oh ♪ ♪ Kiss. ♪
[DOOR OPENS]
- [DOOR CLOSES]
- [SNIFFLES]
Baby, what you doing up so late?
I was waiting up for you.
Aye, Papi.
I didn't drink that much, I swear.
I want to glow for the wedding.
I ain't worried about you, baby.
I got something important I got to tell you.
What?
You don't want to get married?
See, I knew this was too good to be true.
Nah.
Of course I want to marry you.
All right.
So, then, what is it?
Tell me.
You remember my ex, Marisol?
Mm-hmm.
Her sister came into the office today to tell me she d*ed.
And she left behind a son.
My son.
What?
His name is Beto.
He's five.
And I didn't even know about him until today.
I'm a father, Angel.
Why'd she wait until now to say something?
- Does that matter?
- Yeah.
What if she's lying?
Why would she lie about that?
I don't know.
Why does anybody lie?
Maybe she's using him to get money from you cause you're successful now.
It's not a lie, baby.
He's my son.
And I want him to live with us.
I want to raise him.
May-Maybe one day, but not right now.
Not now, then when?
I don't know.
I'm still dealing with my sobriety.
And you know how hard that's-that's been, baby.
I'm struggling.
But I've been doing the work, I've been working very hard to get my sh*t together.
Now you want to bring a kid in the mix?
I can't...
I-I'm...
I'm not ready to be nobody's mother, Papi.
- I can't...
Come on.
- Baby, he's my kid.
I already missed out on so much.
He needs me.
I need you, too.
I know that.
But what am I supposed to do?
He's got no one.
Baby, where are you going?
So we just not gonna get married?
Can I ask you something?
Have I not always been by your side?
I am asking you to do the same for me, baby.
What do you want, you want me to beg?
- Look, baby.
- No.
Please.
Please don't.
- I'm begging you, baby.
He's my son.
- No.
- Please don't make me choose.
- No, get up.
Get up.
- Please.
Please.
- I ca...
I can't.
I ca...
I can't.
Baby.
Baby.
Angel!
[DOOR CLOSES]