We're finally going to open it.
I can't.
For Christ's sake!
- I call the wig. - I get the ring.
Hey, no. Don't disrespect Mom like that, we have to see what's in the will.
Enough, Elena! It's not funny.
I agree.
Hey, what about the pipe?
Did those fuckers steal the pipe?
- No, I don't believe it. - Yes.
And what's this envelope?
Let's see.
- Photos! Wow, I'll keep them. - Let me see.
- Who is it? - Let me see.
- Are we gonna wait for the will? - Shut up, Julián.
You have to bury it.
Dad, what do you mean, bury it? It isn't a hamster.
We can just keep it in the closet.
No! We have to let her go.
Jenny teaches us that holding onto the past
is one of the biggest obstacles to success.
Like father, like children.
And no,
this isn't the solution,
because some secrets can never be buried.
- How about we take out the phone? - Definitely not!
How would you like it if someone read your messages after you were dead?
No way.
Of course not, Julián, with all the stuff you pull.
Plus, we don't even know the passcode.
Of course we do, it's my birthday.
- How do you know? - It's obvious.
I am... I mean, I was the favorite.
- Please. - Yeah, you.
- Yeah, right. - Want to bet?
Okay, stop. Enough, enough. We're not taking out the phone.
Let it go, okay?
- Hey, don't throw it. - Okay.
Well, do you want to say anything?
You go, so you can redeem yourself after your little scene at the funeral.
Mom...
We're going to get the flower shop back, because it's what you loved most.
Whatever it takes.
But there's no way Chiquis will sell us the flower shop.
- I hate that bitch. - So do I.
I have to figure out how to touch her stone heart.
How about we introduce her to my daughter?
Julián, Chiquis doesn't even know Nairobi exists.
- Namibia. - Namibia, sorry.
Well, Namibia's pretty.
Of course, she's beautiful, but Chiquis...
Micaela...
Do you know how happy my mom will be
when she sees you making the floral arrangement?
Don't cry, princess.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
Easy peasy.
Just give her this lovely arrangement to soften her up,
and then she'll sell us the flower shop.
- Fine, but you'll owe me one. - Obviously.
Yeah, of course! No problem.
Even better, how about if you have some little cuts on your hand.
What? Why?
So it looks like they're from thorns and you made it yourself.
It's easy. I'll make them for you, it doesn't hurt.
- Do you have a knife? - No.
Okay. Scissors?
- I forgot it. - Box cutter?
No, I don't have a box cutter. Let me see...
Here, hold this.
It's fine, see? Grab it again.
- Stop! - You're fine. Last time.
- Don't be a cry baby. - What are you doing, Paulina?
Don't do that, you can just put some Band-Aids on her.
Why are you cutting her? What the hell?
Show them your hands.
What... what does she have on her hands?
- Wounds. - From thorns.
I feel empty without the flower shop.
Chiquis...
Chiquis, honey, it's not just her.
This space is really important for all of us.
It's the memory of our mom.
We'll pay any price.
If the insurance and the will are sorted out, of course.
I'm going, I'm going.
Here.
It's not like it's the Palacio de Bellas Artes.
How?
Holy cow.
- Well, that's what it costs. - Mm-hm.
Is this final?
Yes, baby.
Baby? Your grandma, poor Tatis,
must be turning over in her grave,
having left you fools here in her stead, but you know what?
I'm going to get that money and I'm going to hang your stupid aquarium out to dry.
Don't forget. Let's go.
How scary, she's acting just like at the funeral again.
May God be with her.
I hate them. Damn Chiquis vampires.
They're blinded by their greed.
- Well I don't know, I think they're right. - No!
- We're going to get it back. - Okay...
I'm going to get that money, because that's what Mom would've wanted.
Just think...
we'll get it back.
And in a few years, you'll be making floral arrangements.
Yes. Of course.
What are we doing here?
Dad gave this place to your mom...
COMING SOON LA CASA DE LOS POLLOS
THE SECOND LARGEST ROTISSERIE IN LATIN AMERICA
...with the money from my mom's flower shop.
Now it's time to return the favor.
And you and me are going to be even.
Come on.
No, I know my dad practically gave this property away,
but I'm offering double.
In monthly payments without interest.
I'm really sorry, Miss De La Mora,
but it's not for sale.
Please, look at my little sister's hands.
- Mister... - Pollo.
What, your name is Pollo?
Mauricio Pollo.
It's "Pollo," like "chicken" in Spanish.
I'm a tenth-generation poulterer.
Ah. Well, congratulations.
I've made mistakes that have put my vision at risk,
but it won't happen again.
La Casa de los Pollos will be
the second-biggest chicken shop in Latin America.
Roasted chicken
like the world's never seen before.
Garlic sauce...
chocolate-covered,
pesto chicken.
Sounds delicious, Mr. Chicken.
It's Pollo.
And so...
La Casa de los Pollos
is not for sale.
You don't get it?
I closed all my social network profiles and...
and I told my boyfriends who I really am.
Mm-hm.
Did you delete the profiles with the fake pictures?
I deleted the apps from my phone.
Maria, don't try to fool me.
If you want to recover, you have to delete the accounts.
Okay, who else wants to talk?
Have a seat. I was a bit harsh.
- Who else wants to say something? - I do, I do.
You, Elena? Go ahead.
Eh. Okay.
Something terrible happened at work.
Oh, no.
And it was partly my ex-boyfriend's fault because he distracted me
and I wasn't thinking clearly.
And...
Well, I blamed a coworker, saying he didn't tell me,
but then I remembered that he did tell me, and...
I don't know what to do.
If I tell the truth, they'll fire me.
And my career will be ruined.
We have to talk about your relationship with this man.
Again? What do you want now, Simon?
"The integrity of the upright shall guide them:
but the perverseness of transgressors shall destroy them."
Proverbs 11:3.
The word of God.
Praised be the Lord.
Tell the truth, and God will be just.
Elena.
- Elena! - What?
Is this how you get whenever you meet a guy you like?
You shut out the rest of the world?
Yes, I think so.
Well, then...
- What are you doing? - Calm down. Calm down.
- Enough! - You've got no shame.
- Why? - Because first you were flirting with me.
I'm getting better! I'm improving! It can't be, my God. Honestly.
Shush. Sit down and don't interrupt Elena's therapy.
No, no, you're a flirt.
I was wrong to say that about your mom. It wasn't the right time.
Okay. Enough about that.
You went too fucking far, Diego. All this just because I fucked Mara,
or because I have a baby with Lucia and not with you?
What?
No, no way!
No, I'm not going to get caught up in your game,
where I'm the bad guy and you're the victim.
You played me for a fool for five years.
You treated me like shit,
telling me you had to go on trips with Lucia to keep up appearances,
but what were you doing?
Fucking her nice and good in Tulum.
You weren't faithful to me for even one week, you asshole!
Okay, okay. Yes, I get it.
But in the larger scope of things, stealing millions is much worse
than cheating on someone.
I don't ever want to see you again!
Thieving piece of shit!
Go back to Berlin!
Actually, I'm not living in Berlin.
I was there for a couple months, but it was cold as fuck.
Now I live in Celaya helping my grandma with her store.
Well, go back to selling chocolate.
- It's dulce de leche, man. - I don't give a shit!
I'll get it, Delia!
Cacas!
What's up, Julieta?
Wow, Cacas, what a surprise, come in!
When did you get out of prison? Come in.
I got him out.
Oh, great!
So now the cellmates are going to be friends in real life.
Cacas!
God sent you here for a reason.
You wouldn't happen to have a prison buddy who still...?
I got out of that business.
But my cousin, "El Suave"...
Remember this name: Diego Olvera.
Paulina.
- Just joking. - That's enough, okay?
I have a lot to tell you.
There are these classes I'd like you to...
Oh, come on, Dad, please. Don't get Cacas into that caca.
Sorry.
- Have you eaten? - No, not yet.
Oh, you'll stay for lunch! Of course!
Delia!
"The integrity of the upright shall guide them...
but the perverseness of transgressors shall destroy them."
The word of God.
Excuse me?
What I mean is...
Yes, I got the email.
And...
Pablo did ask me.
After the meeting, he told me to include the column and...
I don't know, I was focused on other things and didn't pay attention to him.
I just ignored him.
It was totally my fault.
You know a mistake like this is going to cost us a lot of money?
I know.
I understand if you fire me.
Adriana, send Pablo in, please.
Yes, sir?
You're fired.
But, I told you it was all my fault.
It's fine.
Fuck.
Your.
Mom.
What the fuck, Pablo, what's wrong with you?
This is wrong, you can't do this!
Yeah, but it's easier to fire someone in a lower position.
I didn't make the system, Elena.
Ay. Pablo!
You're the second-best architect at the firm.
You made a mistake. We all do.
- But it can't happen again. - Who's the best?
Here, Elenish.
Here you go.
- Enjoy, honey. - Thanks, Delia.
What's wrong?
- I followed God's bad advice. - Thank you.
Do you not have your own house and food or something?
Come on, Paulina, really.
What happened with the cabaret?
What's gonna happen? Nothing.
I can't buy it.
No, but that's good.
These are signs.
You have to let go, move forward.
What I need is for Pollo to sell.
Mauricio Pollo?
What, you know him?
Yeah, he was one of Diego's clients, actually.
And we were always laughing about him and his family's name.
I mean, in good fun, not in a mean way.
Diego...
Have you heard from him, Julián?
I'm looking for someone to help me with this.
Do you know where I can find him?
No... No.
He probably went to Celaya.
Why Celaya?
That's two hours away.
Did I say Celaya?
No, I mean...
I mean Berlin.
You're lying.
Honey, all this resentment is getting in the way of your success.
You need some classes from Jenny. She'll change your life.
Yeah, Dad. Whatever.
Julián, what else do you know about Pollo?
Nothing.
Well, something. Actually...
he loves to gamble.
And I think he lost all his money once and it took him years to make it back.
Mr. Pollo...
Paulina, what's wrong?
Ah. Go ahead, try.
Okay, let's see.
No, you're doing it all wrong.
And I say, "Damn."
It's all about distracting your opponent and making a natural move.
This is obvious, Micaela. Pollo will realize we're cheating.
Not if you're good. Hey, where's your ring?
Good job, sweetie!
Wow!
That little trick will come in handy.
Not anymore, Cacas.
Well, I hope you've had time to think about it.
No.
Building the chicken castle
has been my dream since I was a kid.
Yes, of course, I understand, but...
Look, Mr. Pollo, what if we make a bet?
No.
And I'll have to ask you to leave,
but not before taking a sample of our delicious product.
How kind. Thank you, yum.
But think about it. A little game.
I already said no.
Thank you.
Okay.
Do you have any chocolate nuggets?
I heard they're really good.
Unfortunately, I ate them.
Hey...
I have an event on the 25th and need you to accompany me.
We have to go dressed in white, okay?
I can't on the 25th.
And I look terrible in white. You wouldn't want to see me there.
Our agreement is that I pay you a monthly salary
and you do what I say, right?
What's wrong?
Nothing, it's just...
- Diego's back. - Wow, what nerve.
And?
- Are you back together? - No.
No, never.
No, it's just...
truthfully I'd rather he not know about our agreement.
Okay, but why, if you're never getting back with him?
Well, yeah, I know. But...
I don't know. I mean, I hate the thought of him knowing I'm your boy toy.
Just think.
You were best friends, right?
Well, he was a good fuck.
I told you not to call me, thief. I'm in a meeting.
I'm sorry. I'll leave you alone.
No. No, no...
I just left the meeting.
Did you leave yet?
No, not yet.
Okay, and when are you going?
In like two hours.
Okay, okay.
Well, I'll let you get back to your meeting and...
- No, hey... - What?
Remember Mauricio Pollo?
The dad of the little chicks?
Of course, the mama hen's husband.
Well, it turns out that he bought the cabaret.
And now Paulina wants to buy the place so she can buy the flower shop.
She tried everything, but Mauricio Pollo doesn't want to sell it.
And do you want to get the flower shop back?
No, not the flower shop, but the cabaret was pretty fun, wasn't it?
Yeah, we had good times together.
Really good.
I really miss the strippers.
- Hey... - What is it?
I have to get back to my meeting but...
I read on Twitter that there was an accident on the freeway to Puebla.
I mean, I don't know, if you want to come back tomorrow or...
Celaya isn't on the way to Puebla, it's in the opposite direction.
Okay, I don't know. I was only saying.
Okay. Bye.
Thank you, have a good day.
- Good afternoon, sister. - Good afternoon, brother.
This is a new brother in light, who wants to be part of the flock.
"From light to light, we will be a sun, a success."
- Do you have your card, brother? - Yeah, of course.
Thank you.
Congratulations, you went up a level. Good job.
Great!
- Good. - Good.
We just need a wire transfer so you can have a private session
with our beloved and enlightened Jenny Quetzal
and move on to the diamond level.
I'm finally going to meet Jenny!
Wait.
Wire transfer, Ernesto?
So to be a being of light, you have to pay, or what?
No, this is a waste. Let's go.
- No. Cacas! - Come on, come on.
Hey, Greg.
The more I think about Pablo, the worse I feel.
I think we should give him another shot. Come on.
Don't call me Greg.
Don't push your luck, Elena, you're on thin ice.
Actually, I'm glad you're here.
I have a project for you to redeem yourself.
It's very ambitious.
But if you want to prove how essential you are to the firm,
you'll have to do it perfectly. No mistakes.
Okay.
I promise I'll prove myself to be the best architect at the firm.
Delia, do we have bread or something?
- Yes, Paulina, just a sec. - Why didn't you give me any wine?
- Thanks, Delia. - Because of your diet.
- That's terrible. - I'll get it, coming.
You're full of it, Julián.
I tried to get Pollo to bet, like a fool...
And no way! He didn't even mull it over.
I don't know, that's what Diego said.
"Diego, Diego," I'm tired of that name. Ruining us.
Sweetie, how's work? Did you read the pamphlets I left you?
What are you doing here?
- Diego, weren't you in Berlin? - I thought you left.
- Hi, Diego. - Hi.
Are you here to pay back everything you stole from us?
You do know God will punish you for everything you did, right? God?
- No, no, no! - Paulina!
- Let me go! - Please!
Diego, what are you doing here?
Well, I wanted to say how sorry I am.
For robbing us?
No, about Virginia's death. She was a great woman.
Don't you dare say my mom's name!
Okay, I think it's important that you look at this, please.
What is it?
Let's see.
- You bought the cabaret? - I'm going to put it in your name.
- Wow! - It isn't for me, it's for you all.
And how did you buy it?
I won it off Pollo in a cock fight.
A cock fight.
Yeah, yeah. He doesn't play cards, Paulina. He bets on cock fights.
Hold on, hold on. I'm not following.
So, you think by doing this we'll forgive you, or what?
No, but I want to earn your trust again.
This isn't happening! It's impossible to get rid of that damn cabaret.
Well, that's all. Excuse me.
Diego...
- No! - No!
- Paulina! Please! - Fucker!
- Enough, enough! - I'm sorry, Pau, I'm sorry.
Calm down! Please, give him a chance.
It won't be the first time in this family that we give someone a second chance.
- Did you take your pills? - Shut up!
It all seems really complicated.
I mean, Diego buying the cabaret and the price Chiquis is asking!
What does she think it is, the Prado Museum or what?
I know, I know, it's crazy.
But look, we already made the cabaret successful once.
And we'll do it again.
And with that money, we're going to buy the flower shop.
Paulina, you're being irrational. You're being irrational.
Come back, please. We miss you here.
I miss you too, but...
I have to fix this flower shop business.
For Namibia.
They named her Namibia. What an ugly name, for God's sake.
Yeah, it really is kind of ugly.
Okay, but then when are you coming back?
I don't know.
Paulina, I think you have to focus, okay?
And I don't think going back to Mexico so soon has been good for you,
excuse my bluntness.
María José...
What happened at my mom's funeral?
What do you mean, what happened? You don't remember?
No.
How can you not remember? You don't remember anything?
Tell me.
- Okay, lower. - There it goes.
- No! Be careful, Julián! - Hold on. Be careful.
Don't be so dramatic, it's just a banner. It's nothing.
- Slowly! - More, more, more.
- Okay. There? - A little more, a little more.
Good God!
Oh, my.
Listen, if we're going to bring this place back,
we have to get all this tacky and ugly crap out of here.
I agree. Mom wasn't known for her good taste.
Will you manage the project, Elena?
Yes, of course.
We can have the firm handle it and they can exchange this one
for the one they gave me.
No, no. We don't have any money.
We have to contract you directly.
Now that you're a big-time architect.
It still works!
I can't believe Diego appeared out of the blue like that, with the cabaret.
I know, right?
How did he know we wanted to buy it, Julián?
- Um... - Answer me!
You're screwing around with him again, aren't you? Disgusting.
No, I'm not sleeping with him.
We just talked on the phone and, well, it came up.
- Right, Julián. - Really.
Paulina, I think you're going to have to talk to your little friends,
the impersonators, otherwise this is going to be tough.
Although, after everything Dad said at the funeral, well...
I'm talking to the strippers and I think they'll come back.
Julián, don't get creative. The strippers never worked. Don't talk to them.
- What do you mean? Of course they do! - Hey,
you owe me after the whole hands thing.
I need you to help me get on Talento Mexico. I want to do my magic.
I'd love to.
But think about all the work I'll have with this project.
Meeting with construction workers, architects and everything.
Honestly, I'm really busy.
You have no idea how many things I have on my plate and I really have to focus.
But why don't you ask Claudio?
Claudio? Oh, my brother.
He says he has business to take care of.
I'll go with you.
It has to be an adult, Julián.
Hmm.
How did they cut you?
With paper.
They better not be surprised if I become a crack addict.
Good thing I have you, otherwise...
All your siblings want, Micaela, is to get Virginia's flower shop back.
Yeah, but I don't. I don't care.
Why not, Micaela? Why not?
I don't like flowers. I only did it to make Virginia happy.
Hmm.
I need your help, Salomon.
What is it?
Will you help me get on Talento Mexico?
Are you going to sing?
You were great at Virginia's funeral.
No. I promised myself never to sing again after that.
I'm going to perform magic tricks. Will you help me?
Please.
Hey! Where are you going?
To... Parque Americano.
Oh, I know where. The one in front of San Agustin Church?
Yes.
- I'll take you, I'll give you a ride. - Great, sure.
- Okay? - Yeah.
Hey, I wanted to thank you for your advice the other day.
They didn't fire you.
No! They even offered me a new project.
God is great. When he gives, he gives generously.
- I know, right? - Yes, of course.
She left without me!
When did this all go to hell?
In the search for solutions
we may find ourselves in new and terrible problems.
Good luck, Ernesto.
Good luck to all of you.
Ernesto de la Mora.