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[upbeat music]

woman's voice: Have a good day!

woman: Thank you!

[upbeat music ends]

woman: Here lies a big decision

that can only be made by us.

The decision to give birth or not.

Or do you prefer...

that a small piece of meat runs our lives?

[school bell]

woman: Isn't it?

That's all for today.

I'll see you next Thursday.

If you have sex, you must wear a condom!

GYNECOLOGIST APPOINTMENT

[phone alarm]

doctor: Are you still thinking about not having kids?

Yes, I don't even consider otherwise.

Uh-huh!

The eggs your ovaries produce

are diminishing in quantity and quality.

Since our last appointment,

there's been considerable deterioration.

-Deterioration? -It's a normal aging process.

If you want to become a mom, you have to hurry up.

-[upbeat music] -You have a low egg reserve.

There's only one dominant follicle.

Your reproductive system is shutting down.

Let's say you have one egg.

[upbeat music ends]

-One egg? -You are perimenopausal, Lola.

We must consider hormone replacement therapy.

You have low progesterone and testosterone levels.

This might cause the loss of libido, muscle mass loss,

[doctor's voice intensifies] breast size changes.

Let's say you have one egg.

This is the last dance.

[soft music]

-Lola: Thank you. -You are welcome.

-doctor: Think about it! -Sure.

doctor: Hi! How are you?

How are you? That baby bump!

[upbeat music]

Wait!

-Thank you. -[deep breath]

[upbeat music intensifies]

MIX-CONCEPTION

man: Son, how's the defense going?

Nothing indicates the market was manipulated.

-He is telling the truth. -Huge case, we can't fail.

I know, I know.

man: Do you know what's missing?

What? Is it dusty?

-Paty, call Don Justino... -No, son.

I'm talking about the fourth generation. Hurry.

-When I was your age... -I already had the first.

I know, but these are different times.

We are expanding and we need new blood.

[sighs]

I'm on it.

Not everyone is a baby making machine like my grandpas.

Now there are TV shows and internet.

Lupita, call my helicopter.

-I'm leaving for lunch. -Lupita: Yes, sir.

[upbeat music]

[upbeat music continues]

NO MORE TEARS!

[upbeat music continues]

[upbeat music ends]

Who are you?

Who am I?

Who are we?

["Se compra" by Sergei Grosny plays]

-What the fuck? -[music ends]

Were you struggling with that all day?

Yes, cutie.

I don't know what's wrong with me!

I'm a failure.

woman: Who exhibited at the Tamayo Museum?

[kisses] Who?

[kisses] Who? That was four years ago.

That was four years ago.

I don't think I'll ever do it again.

I think you're pushing too hard.

You're paralyzed by fear.

I'm not afraid.

You should find some inspiration.

Do you think my boobs are bigger?

Your boobs are as beautiful as ever.

-Okay. -Yes.

-Are you sure? -I am.

Don't squeeze them.

Lola...

thank you for trusting me.

["Se compra" by Sergei Grosny plays]

[music ends]

Damn.

-[funny music] -man 2: There are no cucumbers.

Sweetie!

Majo?

Thanks, bro.

This costume is awesome!

[Majo whispers] Please, please, please.

Please, please, please.

Please, please, please, please.

♪ Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho, heigh-ho ♪

[funny music]

man 2: Would you go as Snow White?

NOT PREGNANT

♪ Heigh-ho, heigh-ho ♪

Jordi is going to freak out

when he sees his present.

And...

[funny music ends]

-Are you okay? -Yes, everything's fine.

-How beautiful! -Thank you.

-Let's go. -Majo: Let's go.

man 2: Did you see my sword?

-You look amazing. -Isn't too much?

Not at all.

[children's noise]

everyone: Jordi!

man 2: Happy birthday, Jordi!

woman: Go.

-How are you? -Majo: Sweetie!

-man 3: This is nice. -Thanks to my uncle Pancho.

This is gorgeous.

friend: Thank you. Jordi loves castles.

man 2: Every legal case is equally important.

-Only bigwigs. -VIP only, right?

Jordi: Aunt Majo and uncle Íñigo.

man 3: Listen.

You're going to have babies soon.

[nervous laughter]

Thanks for giving me a car.

-I'm glad you liked it. -Your first Mercedes.

-friend: I love kids. -How about you?

-friend: I love kids. -How about you? Probably soon.

Probably soon.

Hurry, you're running out of time.

-Knock her up. -Get her pregnant.

friend: Leave him alone.

-They should play together. -Otherwise, they grow up...

Soon, at the first opportunity.

Give me a moment.

Íñigo: You are way too worried.

-friend: Majo! -What's wrong with her?

I'll see you in a second.

-friend: Where did you see him? -Íñigo: Majo!

[indistinct dialogue]

[bustle]

Íñigo: Majo?

What's wrong, sweetie? What is it?

Hey!

-What's wrong? -We'll never hit the jackpot.

Of course we will, I promise.

Maybe we should try some other options.

Like what?

-Adopting? -No, it's not that easy.

You know my family, my dad. He'd kill me.

Your son is your legacy, he's your blood.

This is an endless cycle and I'm getting tired.

Well, we should have faith like you say, Majo.

I've had faith for four years.

No more disappointments.

What if we try artificial insemination?

-What? -Artificial insemination.

Nobody has to know about it.

Okay?

Do you want to have a baby?

[man coughs]

[laughs softly]

Are you serious?

Elaborate.

-I know it sounds crazy... -man: No.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, but this is what you've told me.

"Are we comfortable

with the world we are bringing him to?"

War, violence, global warming, inequality...

War, violence, global warming, inequality... Influencers!

Influencers!

We could face our own violence

with radical tenderness by raising a beautiful child

who contributes to change.

How can I have a child when I can't finish my work?

You are a loving man,

the rest is just the capitalist imaginary.

Why now?

[expression of displeasure]

man: What's the hurry?

The doctor said...

my time is about to expire

and that got me into thinking.

That symbolic thinking

that all this belongs to me, you know.

It's so patriarchal, individualistic, unilateral...

[Lola takes a deep breath]

What if we regret it when it's too late?

There!

[Lola exhales]

Cuauh.

["No llores cumbias" by Belafonte Sensacional plays]

mariachi: Do you want a song?

What are you looking at?

-What? -What are you looking at?

Okay... We're cool.

Auch!

Cuauh: Why?

["No llores cumbias" continues]

woman: Take this, sir.

["No llores cumbias" continues]

THE WORLD IS FULL OF OPPORTUNITIES

[music ends]

[meow]

Cuauh: Lola!

Lola?

Dolores!

Where did you go?

I had to think.

What did you think?

Life is too short to live in a comfort zone.

[soft music]

The bond we both created is bigger.

Definitely.

Having a child would strengthen our union.

Cuauh: And who am I to...

[soft music]

Lola: To do what?

Who am I to forbid you to become a mother?

I don't want you to do this for me.

I want...

I want you to want it too.

[soft music]

[Lola exhales]

[upbeat music]

-nurse: Ready? -Yes, I am.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

[upbeat music continues]

PATIENT CUAUHTLI IZCALI

PATIENT ÍÑIGO SAENZ

[upbeat music continues]

[music ends]

[beep]

-A little Íñigo is coming. -Or a little Renata.

-A little Renata. -Are you ready?

Relax.

doctor: I'll introduce the catheter.

Okay.

doctor: You'll feel a cramp.

[beep]

On the right side of the screen.

[soft music]

doctor: Did you see that glint?

-Done? -Done.

It's done.

-That was quick. -Premature ejaculation.

-How do you feel? -Perfect.

Okay.

[soft music]

Thank you.

And thank you all for your work.

-This is a miracle. -[music ends]

Maybe you don't know, in 1975, the newspaper La Revuelta

was the first feminist publication...

that addressed sexuality and...

also maternity...

and...

Well, in terms of politics and culture in Mexico City...

Ehm...

[stomach upset]

[collective astonishment]

principal: Lola, are you okay?

[beep]

Íñigo: Hello, sweetie!

I'm here.

Hello, Alexa.

My dad is so insensitive!

I can't talk to him, everything is an argument.

-Hi, sweetie. -What's this?

Did you cook?

-Truffle fusilli. -Truffle fusilli?

-Majo: Yes, sit down. -Íñigo: Wow!

-Isn't too early? -I don't think so.

Plutarco!

Íñigo: You hadn't cooked in a long time.

[soft music]

Íñigo: Thank you.

[soft music]

PREGNANT

-Is this a joke? -We did it.

-María José, is this a joke? -It's not.

Holy shit... Holy shit!

Íñigo: Holy shit, Majo!

[laughter of joy]

Íñigo: I love you! We are going to be parents!

-We are! -Yes!

[music ends]

[guitar chords] [Cuauh exhales]

-I can't pee. -Do you want some water?

No, I think... Wait.

[guitar chords]

There it is.

-That's it. -[sighs]

Cuauh: So?

I don't know. There's supposed to be a red line.

Read that.

-Is it one line or two? -Wait, I don't see anything.

There are not two, nor one.

There's one and a half.

Let's see. Do you have another one?

How many pregnancies tests did we buy?

[music ends]

Those are two lines.

Two lines. So?

Well... yes.

-Yes? -Yes.

[celestial music]

-Cuauh: Yes? -Yes.

-Yes. -[laughs]

[celestial music]

Cuauh: Yes!

[music cuts off abruptly]

[music cuts off abruptly] [alarm clock]

[alarm clock]

Cuauh: I love you.

[soft music]

Why don't we stay here a little longer?

-Cuauh: Uh-huh. -Uh-huh.

Hey you! How's it going?

-One piece is missing. -Really?

I cannot finish without it.

[soft music continues] [Majo exhales]

You should rest, okay?

You are growing a baby, a little Íñigo.

Or a little Renata.

[soft music continues]

Don't you think the baby would mind?

I don't think so.

-Íñigo: Do you want some tea? -I do.

[soft music continues]

[soft music ends]

[footsteps approaching]

[elevator bell]

-receptionist: Hello. -Cuauh: Hello!

Lola and Cuauhtli, right?

-Yes! -Please, come with me.

Cuauh: That was fast.

-Please, wait here. -Thank you.

-Thank you. -Cuauh: Thank you.

[receptionist whispers] Doctor, they are here!

doctor: Take them to my office.

-doctor: One couple at a time. -receptionist: Okay.

Excuse me.

receptionist: Would you come with me, please?

both: Of course.

-Get yourselves comfortable. -Íñigo: Thank you.

You're welcome.

[exhales]

Íñigo: Santa Fe is nice!

It reminds me of Houston.

Lola and Cuauhtli, can you come with me, please?

Lola and Cuauhtli, can you come with me, please? Cuauh: Thanks.

Cuauh: Thanks.

receptionist: Over here.

receptionist: You'll be more comfortable here.

-Lola: Here? -Yes.

Yes, the doctor will be here soon.

-Cuauh: Thank you. -You're welcome.

-Cuauh: Good afternoon. -Íñigo: Hello.

-Do you have an appointment? -Yes, we do.

Cuauh: Us too.

-Our appointment is at 9. -Yes.

-Ours too. -Okay.

Santa Fe is horrible!

Cuauh: It is.

This part of the city doesn't look like Mexico.

doctor: Hello!

-Hi there, mommies! -Íñigo: "My" doctor.

-doctor: How are you? -Íñigo: How are you?

-I'm great. -Íñigo: I'm glad.

doctor: Please, sit down. Come on.

Well, first of all,

congratulations for your pregnancies!

-Thank you. -Thank you.

-Jackpot! -Jackpot.

Íñigo: At last!

You might wonder what are you doing here?

Well, basically...

there was an error from the lab

and your semen samples were accidentally exchanged

before the procedure.

This means that Íñigo's sperm is inside Lola

and Cuauhtli's sperm is inside María José.

[suspense music]

There was...

Okay.

Let's pretend this is Cuauhtli's sperm

and this is Majo's egg.

And they got together.

Yes, we understood.

Cuauh: How could there be a mistake?

Our lab guy is new.

[suspense music intensifies]

Guys...

It was a human error.

-I hope you understand. -Understand?

This is medical negligence!

Are you telling me I am pregnant with an unknown man?

-Do you want me to understand? -Don't get upset.

Excuse me, I want you to take that man's sperm out of me

-and put my husband's instead. -Exactly.

That is physically impossible.

Your medical license should be revoked!

No, no, I am going to sue you for malpractice!

These forms that you signed

set us out from any legal action.

[suspense music]

It's the last page, the small text.

Guys, I understand how you are feeling.

I'd feel the same if I were in your situation.

Lola and Majo: But you are not!

Cuauh: You are the worst doctor ever!

[silence]

[whispers] Fuck!

I'm asking you to look on the bright side!

You got pregnant!

[tense music]

-What? -Lola: This is impossible.

No way! Let's go, sweetie.

It was my last egg!

doctor: Take some time to think about it.

You do some thinking before going to jail!

[sighs]

[upbeat music]

[elevator bell]

[music ends]

-Íñigo: You go. -Cuauh: No, please. You go.

-No, we insist. -Cuauh: Let's go.

Everything is going to be okay.

[soft music]

Why do we have to deal with them?

[beep]

It's going up again.

What kind of education do they have?

This is a nightmare. I don't know what to do.

We'll fix this, okay?

We'll fix this, okay? -She's a spoiled girl! -What kind of people are they?

-She's a spoiled girl! -What kind of people are they?

He's insufferable.

He's a Mexican snob and I'm having his child!

Excuse me.

[metal music through the headphones]

lab guy: I'm sorry.

[elevator bell] [metal music continues]

[metal music intensifies]

Have a nice day.

[metal music ends]

-Íñigo: You go. -Majo: You go.

No, you go, please.

-See you. -Goodbye.

I think I'm having an incorporeal experience.

Come back because you got a girl pregnant

and I'm pregnant with another guy.

[electric toothbrush]

-This can't be happening. -I swear I'll sue them.

Why did my dream have to become a nightmare?

I feel so reactionary, not like me.

They seem like they solve everything with money.

What if we buy it?

Really?

When we decided to get pregnant,

I never thought this could happen.

I bet they want to live with us in a nudist commune.

What if we live like the old communities did?

They all shared their kids.

Those kinds of people polarize this country

and graffiti our monuments when they protest.

But tribes shared the same ideas and values.

Majo: Do you think it's faith?

Íñigo: That you're having Tarzan's child?

We don't share anything with them.

Majo: They smoke weed.

What if this feminist smokes while she's pregnant?

What if this feminist smokes while she's pregnant? Maybe we should not have the baby.

Maybe we should not have the baby.

-Maybe an abortion. -Íñi!

Lola: And having a legal conflict

with that guy who wants to ruin us?

-No. -They kidnapped my sperm.

We're stuck with them.

It's not like I have another egg.

Think about it, it's like we are having two babies!

Look sweetie, you know I'm fan of your beautiful positivity,

but this is more complicated.

Let's hear their point of view.

I want to know what they're thinking.

I think it's the best.

We have no choice.

-Good night. -Alexa, lights out!

[music ends]

[funny music]

everyone: Damn doctor Graham.

What an idiot!

[music cuts off abruptly]

-Lola: 1220, right? -Cuauh: Yes, it's here.

-Majo: Hello! -Íñigo: How are you?

-Majo: Lola, right? -Cuauhtli, right?

-Íñigo: Hi, Lola. -Hi.

Cuauhtli, nice to meet you. How are you?

It means "eagle" in Náhuatl, right?

-Íñigo: Come here. -Majo: Nice.

I googled it. Come inside.

Are those apartments?

Majo: No, this is our house.

[guitar chords]

Lola: Don't put your fingerprint.

[Majo whispers] Are they really taking their shoes off?

[guitar chords]

Please.

Íñigo: We want to start with something special.

-Cuauh, do you want mezcal? -Do I look like an alcoholic?

[music cuts off abruptly]

No, no.

[tense music]

-No, it's... -I'm kidding!

We brought you some sourdough bread.

Thank you, you shouldn't have bothered.

Lola: This is huge!

You must be very grateful to your parents.

Actually, Íñi is paying for it.

He's a lawyer.

We have some Iberian acorn ham.

We are vegans.

Those cookies are gluten-free.

[silence]

So, where did you two get married?

-We live in civil union. -What?

Men invented marriage to secure private property.

Women were considered property.

Well, not really.

Marriage makes legal processes and taxation easier,

property transfer is way more practical,

and specially, it joins two people in love.

and specially, it joins two people in love. Our relationship is based on honesty.

Our relationship is based on honesty.

Lola is a teacher, she pays the bills

and when I sell my art, I provide.

I see.

Lola supports you.

Lola appreciates my identity as an artist, dude.

Does a financially independent woman

-make you uncomfortable? -Pause!

Are you going to work when you have your baby?

-We'll see. -We'll see.

You don't work, obviously. Do you?

I was making my own line of workout leggings.

They're spectacular!

-Spectacular! -But I put the project on pause

because I want to be a full-time mom.

Íñigo: And I'm so grateful.

[guitar chords]

[suspense music]

That's cool.

Yeah, you are that kind of people.

Libertine rebels who don't believe in God.

If you mean the energy that joins all of us...

He means God.

-Íñigo: Amen. -Cuauh: Okay.

Then what do we do

with the humongous scientific research

that proves evolution?

It's called having faith.

Tell me, Íñigo, how do you win your cases?

With faith or with facts?

Íñigo: With faith based on facts.

This baby will not be raised by some patriarchal institution

that manipulates by guilt tripping.

Sorry, but that baby will be baptized.

That baby will be raised to know the Popol Vuh.

Only after this baby learns how to pray.

-These are my bodies, I decide. -Actually it's your body,

-and legally you can't. -Bodies.

-Body. -Bodies.

-It is said body. -Pause!

Well, would you like to have dinner?

Please!

[happy music]

[dragging]

BABY 1 BABY 2

I suggest we all write our expectations and desires.

Did you actually prepare this?

Íñigo: Great idea, sweetie.

First, the financial plan.

Is that the first topic?

What about respect, civic responsibility?

-Autonomy. -Cuauh: Equality.

-Inclusion. -Cuauh: Education.

-Lola: Feminism. -Love of nature.

Okay, but will civic responsibility

and love of nature

buy baby formula?

Empowerment is not only about money.

The baby will be exclusively breastfed for two years.

-At least! -You want a codependent baby,

-bullied at school. -Pause!

Weren't you vegan?

Lola: It's a pregnancy craving.

[music fades in and out]

Brainstorm! Everything counts.

Cuauhtli, you are so creative. You begin.

We could switch our babies every year.

-What? -Íñigo: No, no, no.

I don't think so, but that's the attitude.

Thank you for participating.

What about switching partners?

You pervert!

I don't mean sexually.

-I mean the baby... -Majo: Honey.

-It would be more practical. -Majo: Honey, I don't think...

I don't think so, but thank you for participating.

Lola?

Having the baby and ignore everyone.

Lola is not understanding the game.

Why did you ask my opinion?

[music fades in and out]

[footsteps]

[loud noise]

[whispers] Cuauh, let's go!

We fell asleep. Come on!

[Cuauh moans]

-Lola: Let's go. -Cuauh: Okay.

I think it would be a good idea

getting to know the people we are having babies with.

-Lola: Sure. -Majo: What if we have

a WhatsApp group?

I don't like being spied on and give my information.

Don't worry, dear Cuauh.

That won't happen, no one is spying you.

Well, we are getting to know each other.

-Majo: Bye! -Íñigo: Bye.

Lola: Let's go.

[elevator bell]

doctor: Hello! Welcome.

Mommies, you look great.

We are ready for your ultrasounds.

[Lola whispers] I want to kill her.

Dolores and Íñigo, please come with me.

Right here.

Well, fine.

I'll be right back.

[soft music]

Wow, Cuauhtli, that's beautiful.

-You liked it, right? -Yes, thank you so much.

doctor 2: Hey, here's the baby.

[heartbeat]

Wow!

[soft music]

Lola: Look!

I think...

[soft music]

-Well... -Hello, sunshine.

Hello, little Íñigo.

Honestly, this has always been my dream.

I mean, not with you, with Majo.

I'm sorry, doctor...

Íñigo: A baby is something beautiful.

It's the best gift life can give.

I'm taking measurements of the baby.

Take a deep breath.

[Íñigo takes a deep breath] [heartbeat]

-Me. -Sure.

The baby is nine weeks old.

Lola: Aww!

I thought they were eight.

[soft music] [heartbeat]

-Íñigo: Wow! -Lola: You have some bogeys.

What? Sorry.

What? Sorry. Majo: There.

Majo: There.

Íñigo: Do you see them?

[upbeat music]

-[car horn] -Hey, can we take you somewhere?

No, we'll take the bus and then we'll walk.

It's nothing.

We go to the other side of the city.

Yeah, but thanks.

You'll be more comfortable, Lola.

Lola, you have heels.

Get in the car.

Get in the car. [upbeat music continues]

[upbeat music continues]

-Cuauh: Are you sure? -Lola: I am.

Lola: Thank you.

What's you address?

Lola: We live in Tlatelolco.

Íñigo: Sorry, Tlacoyo?

Can you type it on Waze?

[upbeat music continues]

[hesitates]

Doesn't this kind of ostentation make you uncomfortable?

No, this car is cheaper than our friends cars.

This is more expensive than a house.

It seems a desperate attention-seeking behavior.

Íñigo: We're not that kind of people.

I won this car in a Red Cross benefit gala.

What about pollution?

-Exactly. -Íñigo: It's electric.

There are electric cars.

-Íñigo: Do you like Reik? -We don't.

♪ I believe in you ♪

♪ I believe in this love ♪

♪ That has made me indestructible ♪

♪ That stopped me from going into free fall ♪

♪ I believe in you ♪

♪ And my pain ♪

♪ Is miles away ♪

♪ Today my ghosts ♪

♪ Are finally at peace ♪

Íñigo: They are Mexican.

They're old-school, but they're at their peak.

Not bad.

[music ends]

-Cuauh: Here. -Lola: Thank you.

-Sorry. -Don't worry.

Cuauh: Thank you. Goodbye.

I want to pee so badly, but I will wait.

No way, honey. You could get an infection.

Please, don't worry. I'll wait until we're home.

-Bye! -Íñigo: It's a 45 minute drive.

-Bye! -Íñigo: It's a 45 minute drive. That's too long.

That's too long.

Do you want to come in?

Majo: Thank you so much.

Íñigo: It was not necessary.

If you insist.

friend: They're washing out.

Lola: What's up?

Lola: They are some friends.

-Majo and Íñigo. -Hi, how are you?

-Íñigo: Hello! -Majo: Nice to meet you.

-friend: Nice to meet you. -I'm Majo.

[soft music]

Brother.

Brother. -Right there. -Majo: Thank you.

-Right there. -Majo: Thank you.

[soft music continues]

No door?

Don't worry, no one will see you.

[funny music]

[toilet flush]

It's...

vintage.

[Íñigo clears throat]

So cute!

We have to work.

So, this is the studio.

Majo: Wow!

Íñigo: Nice!

Hey, one question.

Where's the baby's room?

Lola: There's no baby room.

-We are co-sleeping. -Co... what?

It means the baby will sleep with us.

I don't think so.

Maybe it would be good for the baby to have a room.

With animal pics on the walls and a selfie spot.

Do you want a baby influencer?

This room is not kid-proof.

Íñigo: What is this? What are you doing here?

-I'm conceptualizing. -Íñigo: I see.

I see you have a long way to go.

Cuauh is great, but lately he's had an artist's block.

-It's not that. -Well.

How long does it take you to conceptualize?

Well...

-inspiration can't be chased. -Íñigo: I see.

Lola: Exactly.

Cuauh: It has to be developed.

I'm working on it. I'm trying.

Majo: How many cats do you have?

Seven.

Lola: That's Juana Inés,

-Simón... -Cuauh: Frida.

-Lola: Judith... -Majo: You can't have cats!

Íñigo: My face is burning.

-Now we can't have cats. -Majo: Íñigo is allergic.

-Can I have a glass of water? -Majo: Yeah, sure.

-I'm sure he's faking. -Fuck you, Cuauhtli.

Cuauh: We are not vaccinating the babies.

Natural immunization.

-Definitely. -No...

No!

No way!

[music intensifies]

Give me a fucking glass of water, please!

[switches to soft music]

Majo: Here.

Is he okay?

He isn't dying...

Is he?

[music ends]

We'll get through this.

[Íñigo complains]

-[Íñigo clears his throat] -Get rid of the cats.

[suspense music]

Well, family,

today we have some great news.

Íñigo: Mmm...

In life, there are challenges and struggles,

there are unexpected events.

And specially, because we...

-We... -We are going to be parents!

-Íñigo's father: Yes! -I knew it!

Íñigo's father: That's great!

Champagne for everybody!

-mom: Congratulations! -Íñigo's father: Well done!

Champagne?

-But, there's just... -woman: Very good.

-woman: Great! -There's a little thing...

Íñigo's father: Don't worry about the little things, son.

It is very important that you listen to this.

-woman: We're so happy. -Dad.

I'm pregnant with another man

and Íñigo got another woman pregnant.

[champagne cork]

[silence]

-Good one, Majo! -How funny!

-It is! -I'm not kidding.

[silence]

What?

Are you swingers?

-No! -No, we are not.

man 4: Lover's shot.

Cuauh's father: Throwing the dice.

-Lola: Obviously. -sister: But...

Yes, sister, tell me.

You won't have the baby, right?

We are.

Since when do you want kids?

Well, my body talked to me, what can I say?

-They're decent people, right? -They're lawyers.

This paradox will get harder.

Do you understand, son?

Yes, mom. Thanks for your ideas.

-They're so different from you. -We know.

We didn't put ourselves in this situation.

Actually, they're making a gender reveal party.

Cuauh's mom: A gender reveal party?

[unintelligible conversation]

And you have to attend.

[suspense music]

[funny music]

Don't break anything.

Behave. Tell him, mom.

Cuauh: Check out that rock!

One day I'll make one of these.

Yours are more beautiful.

[funny music ends]

No fucking way.

[bustle]

Íñigo: They are here!

No way! How nasty!

Hello!

Please, come in. Hello, Lola.

-Majo: I'm glad you're here. -Look at those muscles.

Hi, there! I love your hair. How are you?

Majo, nice to meet you.

Íñigo: It's a pleasure. At your service.

The bodyguards are following us.

[Íñigo clears his throat]

It's protocol.

I thought this was a small dinner.

-This is a small dinner. -This looks like Disneyland.

This should be an intimate event,

not a Roman circus.

We're having a live stream for Íñigo's family in Houston.

Íñigo: Thanks.

Can't we just open the envelope to know the baby's sex?

Why would we do that?

This is the most exciting part of pregnancy.

Is this the most exciting part of pregnancy? Seriously?

Well, what do you say if we have a great time

-and you stop complaining? -Yeah.

I'll leave you here with Íñi.

-I'll see you later. -Thank you, sweetie. Well...

We brought some handmade products.

[soft music]

I'm loving it!

We are so inclusive.

[laughs]

Íñigo: Those are canapes and they're free.

Everything's free.

[camera shutter clicks]

Lola: That's enough.

-So you are Cuauhtli's parents. -We are.

-Lovely. -Yes, lovely.

-Would you like some lemonade? -Sure.

So, you are my grandson's or granddaughter's father.

How funny, I never wanted to have kids and...

Sorry, are you planning on abandoning the baby?

No, that's not what I meant.

-We brought you something, look. -Wow!

It will protect you during pregnancy.

I will protect myself, thanks.

What a wonderful behavior.

But who plays the man in the relationship?

We're homosexuals precisely because we don't like men.

Oh...

-Would you like some lemonade? -No, thanks.

-Lola! -There's someone

more masculine. There are both genders.

We are lesbians,

do you know the meaning?

-employee: Mr. Íñigo. -Excuse me.

We're ready.

I'm going to...

Try the lemonade, it's refreshing.

[Íñigo clears his throat]

[microphone bump]

[slurping]

Hello, hello, hello!

Please, come here.

Íñigo: Come closer.

We won't bite you.

-[Íñigo laughs] -man: Yeah!

Íñigo: Well, hello everyone.

Everybody.

Today I want to welcome our new family.

Lola and Cuauh's family.

Please, give them a big applause.

Íñigo: There's Rafita, Sarahí...

Of course Bertha and her partner.

Very good. Having said that,

I would like to invite to the stage

Lola and Cuauh. Give them a big applause.

everyone: Lola and Cuauh!

Come on! Lola and Cuauh! Lola and Cuauh!

Lola and Cuauh!

Íñigo: Very good.

Majo, place yourself behind your exploding box.

This is yours.

Cuauh, just click it when the screen...

I know how to use a cellphone.

[Íñigo clears his throat]

What do I do?

You go here.

-Íñigo... -You'll know our baby's gender.

How are you? Fine?

Come on, everything's fine.

Íñigo: Let's have a countdown all together.

-Íñigo: Ready? -Cuauh: Íñigo, wait.

I don't know how to use it.

-Three, two, one. -Wait, wait!

[screams]

["Índigo" by Camilo and Eva Luna plays]

[fireworks]

I'm having a baby girl!

["Índigo" continues]

-[music ends] -A little Íñigo!

[silence]

It's a boy!

Wow!

I'm having a boy!

You don't care about our daughter.

He's the next Íñigo, the fourth one.

He's perfect for our legacy.

-You don't care. -Yes!

No, no. What did you say?

You don't care about her.

No! Of course I care about...

[soft music]

Cuauh: Why did it have to be over the top?

How did they convince us to go?

Turn around.

At least they were creative.

Am I not creative?

Cuauh, you are so sensitive.

I should be the sensitive one.

I'm not creative and too sensitive.

-I didn't say that. -Cuauh: Okay.

[music ends]

Cuauh! Cuauh!

-Cuauh! -I'm a terrible artist, right?

[soft music]

I never said you were a terrible artist.

Cuauh!

Thanks, Lola. My eyes are burning!

Lola: I loved this book,

"Breaking the generational molds."

I feel that every book is a free woman.

Every book is a new woman.

And every book is an empowered woman.

Share your thoughts with us.

-[door opens] -Íñigo: Welcome, little Íñigo!

Lola: This is a book conference.

-Íñigo's friends: Little Íñigo! -Lola: I'm so sorry.

Who let them in?

-crowd: Little Íñigo! -Íñigo: Hello, Lola!

-Lola: Oh my! -crowd: Little Íñigo!

Excuse me. Security!

I'm going to be a father!

-crowd: Little Íñigo! -Lola: This is a conference!

-Please, this is a conference! -Little Íñigo!

What's happening? What are you doing?

-No, please don't. -Did you see the mini-Bentley?

You're invading my space. I'm at a conference!

I know, but look, this is nice.

-It's for our son. -This is not nice.

This is some fucking shit.

Did you see the robot?

[robotic noises]

I'm being serious.

-I'm sorry. -Okay.

Íñigo: I got too excited.

This was a little over the top, but my intention...

Íñigo, you don't understand. I'm not your wife.

Íñigo: But you're the mother of my child.

I won't call him Íñigo.

Of course he will. It's family tradition.

-They're not my family. -Okay, good point.

-What name do you suggest? -Anything else.

-Iñaki? -It's the same.

-Ernesto, Marcos, Fidel... -Sure.

Something a little less... you.

Uh-huh.

[surprise music]

Why are you like that?

Like how?

Nothing's good enough for you, no matter what.

-You don't even know me! -I'm trying!

Bad try! Okay? Try again.

-What are you doing? -I'm also trying.

Are you okay?

What are you doing? What's wrong?

-[music ends] -[gags]

everyone: Ewww!

Lola: I'm sorry.

-I'm sorry. -[gags]

Lola: I'm sorry.

[Íñigo gags]

-Íñigo: I'm fine. -Me too.

[Íñigo gags]

Do you want some? It's pumpkin spice latte.

No, I don't drink that?

Because you hate corporations?

Try it, maybe you'll like it.

[makes noise with the straw]

No, I prefer some tejuino.

Wait.

Okay.

[inaudible voices]

[laughs]

What are you doing?

My art.

["Konetsintli" by Cristo Fernández plays]

-Majo. -Mhm?

I have something for you.

Open my knapsack.

What? Here?

A stone?

I've had it since I was a kid.

I always knew it was meant for something special.

♪ Konetsintli you are ♪

♪ Tatli I am ♪

♪ And our baby Konetsintli is ♪

Agh!

[Lola gasps]

[gasps]

Cuauh: Lola?

-It's not funny. -Is that for the little prince?

-Majo: What did you do today? -I saw Lola.

I visited her at work

and it was spectacular.

She was... overwhelmed.

Lola: You can't imagine the embarrassment at school.

-Cuauh: Are you hungry? -I'm always hungry.

-I saw Cuauhtli. -Oh.

-I wrote a song for her. -For Majo?

Oh! I also gave her a stone!

-Did he give you a stone? -Yes, it's very special to him.

The one I carved since I was a kid.

I brought you this book that I like very much.

It's a reflection about gender roles.

EXPLAINING FEMINISM

I share it with my students.

Thanks. I want to show you something.

I made a face swap with a new app.

You are the perfect profile to analyze in class.

Thank you!

Look.

I put your face and Íñi's face, mine and Cuauhtli's

to know what our babies will look like.

Lola: Look at those eyes!

I can't believe you are such a nerd

and I actually like you.

I'd like to be as independent as you are.

I really thought this could never work

and that it was totally insane, but...

Íñigo means well.

If we ignore his moccasins,

the amount of gel in his hair, his excessive positivity

and his sexism...

He needs some deconstruction.

He is a good guy.

I like Cuauhtli a lot.

He is in touch with his feelings.

-He is. -He could be more responsible,

and less frumpy.

He could be less frumpy.

-They're kids! -They're kids!

[laughter]

-Are we really so different? -We are.

But do you know what this is?

Sisterhood...

-into practice. -Totally.

What's "sisterhood"?

What's up, Gus?

-Gus: How are you? -What's up?

-It's so good to see you. -Excuse me, sir.

Can you give us a second?

We need to talk.

Majo: Please. Where are we?

-This is not funny. -I know we're not in Polanco,

-but we won't get kidnapped. -Majo: Kidnapped?

How funny, Cuauh.

-Majo: Here? -Lola: Yes, get inside.

We always walk through the city, don't worry.

This part of the city is so nice.

[radio voice]

[door slam]

Majo: Well, what are we doing here?

We are going to see our friend's water birth.

Cuauh: This is what we want for our babies.

-What? -What?

man: Yeah, everything's set.

Thank you for coming, my brothers.

midwife: We will breath together with Shakti.

What am I supposed to do?

-Majo: Honey... -Let it flow.

I think they want us to participate in the ritual.

midwife: The wonders of childbirth!

I think it's better if we leave you alone,

out of respect.

-Out of respect. -midwife: Come closer.

-Hold her hand. -midwife: Give me power.

[woman screams]

man: Push right here.

-Íñigo: But I... -Right here!

-Should I push there? -man: Down there.

man: Down.

[Cuauh hushes]

Okay, but...

[ritual music]

[ritual music] midwife: Breathe.

midwife: Breathe.

[woman moans]

Lola: That's it!

midwife: It's coming!

[music intensifies]

Lola: How beautiful!

[music intensifies]

[music ends]

No, I'll be at the hospital with a drug cocktail.

Easy, fast and safe.

Too bad you didn't appreciate it.

We did appreciate it and got splashed like in SeaWorld.

-Are you calling Shakti a whale? -I am.

-He's not. -Cuauh: Of course he is!

-Cuauh: How dare you? -They look like animals!

-You were so selfish, Majo. -It's my body and I decide.

-It was a beautiful moment. -Please, Tlaloc, help me!

-Majo: No nurses... -I'll light my incense.

She's giving her feminine power...

Money? It's not all about money!

-Enough! -Not money!

Majo: I'm sorry for raising my voice.

-I'm sorry. -I'm sorry too.

I'm sorry.

We should get something for the baby.

[rap music]

friend: This room is so cute!

I'm dying.

There are some missing pieces,

but everything's finished.

How exciting!

friend: Congratulations, sweetie.

Majo: Thank you.

friend 2: Jordi loves teddy bears.

[rap music continues]

-Goodbye. -Bye!

[rap music continues]

[incoming call tone]

-Hello? -Hi, Lola.

Majo: Hey, are you busy today?

Did something happen?

[yoga music]

Good vibes only.

I always feel renewed.

I always feel renewed. Thinking about it, yoga is so progressive.

Thinking about it, yoga is so progressive.

I should have tried it before.

[sighs]

yoga instructor: Lola.

Mhm?

Sit up straight.

That's it.

Good.

yoga instructor: Take a deep breath

and exhale.

and exhale. [exhales]

[exhales]

Connect yourself.

[yoga music continues]

[whispers] You're not that dumb.

[whispers] I wished Íñigo touched me that way.

Like what?

You don't have sex either, right?

-We regularly do. -Majo: What?

Two, three, four times...

a day.

[yoga music continues]

Do you have sex?

Dating a crazy woman.

[laughter]

She is my wife.

[laughter]

Íñigo: Cuauh, now that we're connecting

-and trusting each other... -Uh-huh.

I wanted to ask you

about your sex life.

doctor: I didn't see this coming.

Why would I talk about my sex life?

-woman: What? -You are pregnant.

Out of respect for the baby, I haven't had...

sex with Majo.

What did you say?

Sex with Majo.

I hope you neither, I mean with Lola.

I hope you neither, I mean with Lola. [laughter]

[laughter]

doctor: No doubt.

Of course we're having sex.

What's more, a lot of sex.

We're banging and banging.

woman: Thank, God!

Íñigo: I'm not comfortable with you banging Lola,

while my son's inside her.

Aww, shorty!

Would you be comfortable knowing Majo and I are banging

-while your baby is inside? -Penalty!

Maybe she'd be feeling my fury in her head.

-I don't think so. -Whose baby is this?

Why do you say something like that?

Are you crazy?

You have to satisfy your wife,

pregnant or not.

-It's a human necessity. -What did you say?

-I hadn't considered that. -Me neither.

Aww! Aww!

woman: Well, well, look who's here!

["Don't leave this way" by Teddy Pendergrass plays]

-What are you doing? -What do you think I'm doing?

But you said you didn't want to because of Cuauhtli's baby...

It was disrespectful...

-I don't want to hurt you. -Lola: It's okay.

You know what? Let's switch.

Yeah, sure.

[music continues]

I love the new Íñigo.

Hit me.

Oh!

-There it is. -I'm squeezing you.

It's okay.

[music interrupted]

I'm sorry, I can't do this.

I'm thinking about Íñigo.

-Majo: Jesus Christ! -Íñigo: Dear Father!

-What? -What? No, no, no.

No, it's not what you think.

It's definitely not what you think.

I'm sorry.

Hey, but this is not cool. Are you leaving me like this?

-Wow! -Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

Majo: Let's do it again.

Majo: Let's do it again. Majo: She's the best photographer,

Majo: She's the best photographer,

she came from Madrid.

-Don't you ever talk to Cuauh. -Indigo: What?

If you can't make love to Majo, don't ruin our sex life.

-Indigo: What? -I don't know what you said,

but thanks.

Hello you all.

Majo told me your story,

and I can't wait to do the photoshoot.

A lifelong memory.

Are you ready? There's no time to lose.

-photographer: Lights! Quick! -Majo: Thank you.

photographer: Come here. Give me my camera.

Let's begin.

Put your bellies together. Just like that.

-Majo: Like Friends. -photographer: You go there.

What about one without him?

photographer: No, he must be there.

-Switch your partners. -Majo: Okay.

-Each one with their real baby. -Real baby?

photographer: Come on, quick!

Little Íñigo.

photographer: Right there.

Closer to the belly button. Listen to the heartbeat.

Feel it.

How sweet!

-photographer: Now... -My hair.

Very good. The girls look amazing!

The boys look weird.

One big hug.

-It's like Roma, the movie. -How about we switch it up?

Majo: Like Roma? Okay, fine.

-photographer: Roma! -Majo: Suffering.

-photographer: Hold her. -Cuauh: Suffering, right?

Shut up and hold her.

-Lola: I'm having a cramp. -photographer: Stop!

-Cuauh: Is that it? -Lola: Wait.

-Lola: Please, wait. -Fusion, four, foursome.

-Georgie. -Yes, Kiki?

-Kiki: Morocco autumn. -Morocco autumn.

Georgie: Everybody, Morocco autumn!

Kiki: There.

Hold her, please!

No, no. Not the fingers!

Stick those fingers up your booty. No fingers.

How sweet and cute! Another kiss.

That's what I like, people in love.

One last effort.

-Very good. -Cuauh: Kiki...

what if we make the most out of the situation

and we go au naturel?

Like Julio Sanz and Spencer Tunick.

What a great opportunity to protest

against body shaming during pregnancy.

Why do you always want to get naked?

They're kidding.

I love to protest.

Come on! Take your clothes off.

-Kiki: Come on! -No, that doesn't seem right.

-Well, then leave. -But we paid for this.

I'm so inspired by nudity. Get out!

-Lola: It's an artistic photo. -I'm loving it.

-This is love. -Íñigo: What's up?

Georgie: I need to charge you, please.

-Kiki: Loving... -Georgie: 20 grand.

Kiki: Cute!

Bend down. Yes, right there.

Turn around.

Kiki: Show me that beautiful butt.

There.

-Cuauh: Auch! -[laughs]

She bit his butt.

Kiki: Turn around. There, perfect.

I prefer this one.

Are you looking at Cuauh?

I'm not.

Kiki: You look like a goddess.

-Kiki: Sit down. -Wow!

Nice pectorals!

Íñigo, great idea, bro!

Kiki: Sit down and get romantic. Hug her.

Beautiful face.

I absolutely love it!

We've got it!

-Kiki: We've got it! -It was lovely!

-What a lovely gift! -You should come visit us.

-Lola: Sure. -Cuauh: We'll take more photos.

Lola: This is the best thing ever!

Íñigo: Wait! Please, one more.

No.

-But I already paid. -Suck my balls.

What?

-No... -Go there, now!

Íñigo: Ehm...

Cuauh, Loliux,

and Majo.

Take the photo.

-Great, now smile. -Lola: Are these plane tickets?

Yes, they are. We're flying to Houston to have the babies.

I found the best water birth hospital in the world.

They'll have U.S. passports, which will open the doors.

-This is a joke, right? -I'll take care of everything.

You won't pay for anything. This is a gift.

-Honey! -Why would we want that?

Because...

You want a water birth and that's the best hospital.

Why do you make decisions for us?

Well...

We thought you would like it.

We didn't understand, we must be idiots!

Pause! This is a very nice gesture.

-Get surprised. -Maybe you should be thankful.

Why would we want them to have U.S. passports?

-Duh! -You're disconnected

-from reality. -Fine.

I'm sick of this shit.

We don't owe anyone anything.

Specially you.

You judge us because you're more cultured,

but you actually have intellectual

superiority complex.

You have never had an actual problem.

What do you know about real problems?

You don't even have a job!

That's enough.

Honestly, we have always been

-nice to you. -Exactly.

-Not with a rooted behaviorism. -Rooted behaviorism?

-What are you talking about? -I don't understand you!

-Does Majo want a water birth? -Of course not!

-This isn't Animal Planet. -What?

I'm sorry, but we are the ones who are adapting.

If you really knew us,

you'd know that going to the U.S.

to have our babies, is the last thing we want!

-Who the fuck does that? -I'll sue you.

Sue us if you want. I don't give a fuck!

I'll have ten cats so you can't come and see your son.

-Good. -Cuauhtli won't

see his daughter.

Good. I won't see how you spoil her

and turn her into a useless girl

-who only takes "shelfies." -What about you?

You had an exposition four years ago!

You're not creative. You gave me a stone!

You are horrible people.

You are horrible people. Kiki: Excellent, we're done.

Kiki: Excellent, we're done.

-Ciao! -It's "selfie"

just so you know.

Let's go.

man: This is horrible!

-friend 1: I wrote something. -friend 2: Read it.

"My friends have failed to be Bohemian,

she shaves her armpits and he's going to get a haircut.

They'll have a baby, no more artistic life.

They used to be pro-abortion, now they look like Republicans.

No more mushrooms and bongos with the Triquis.

Now they visit Miami and take photos with Mickey.

No more protests, they don't run from the police.

Now they travel first class, they don't use peyote anymore."

[bustle]

-man: Last game. -Íñigo: Come on.

I'm glad you're going to Houston.

It's so good to have the American citizenship.

I'm glad you got rid of those hippies.

We did.

What about the real father and Íñigo's baby?

We're still talking about that, but I'll keep you informed.

-friend: Don't you... -I'll be right back.

-friend: It's very important. -Íñi!

-friend: It's very important. -Íñi! [whispers] I so tired of this. Tell them to leave, now!

[whispers] I so tired of this. Tell them to leave, now!

["Fin" by María José plays]

Alexa, take the iPad away.

Ale...

["Fin" continues]

["Fin" continues]

Lola!

Lola, you are a mess.

This Faculty will only save your job one month.

I don't think you'll make it.

["Fin" continues]

[indistinct dialogue]

["Fin" continues]

[music ends]

Íñigo: Majo!

Honey!

Majo!

Call a doctor, please!

[chisel strikes]

["Cielo en llamas" by Suno plays]

Dudes...

Dudes! Please, turn the volume down.

I'm exhausted!

Lola: Cuauh!

-Cuauh! -everyone: Party!

["Cielo en llamas" continues]

Lola: Cuauh!

-Cuauh! -What?

-Please, turn the volume down. -What?

I asked you four times

to tell them to turn the volume down.

I already told them four times.

Is that your answer?

Don't you know I'm pregnant?

Cuauh, you're acting childish!

Please!

Thanks.

You're not taking this seriously.

I'm trying.

I hadn't felt inspired in months

and now you come and interrupt me.

Are you actually listening to what you're saying?

Is this how you plan to be a father?

Maybe I'm not ready, Lola.

Maybe I never wanted to be ready.

[switches to sentimental music]

Do you think this is my fault?

I know you.

You were the one who wanted to go to that doctor.

I see.

I changed my life plan for you!

[sentimental music continues]

-There it is. -I'm sorry, I didn't mean that.

Don't worry, I'll have my baby in this house with a midwife.

I don't need you.

What's more, finish your sculpture.

And then leave.

This is pointless.

Lola!

[exhales]

[sentimental music continues]

[music ends]

[door knocks]

doctor: Hello!

woman: Hello.

You had low blood pressure.

How's her baby?

Majo is great.

The baby is great too.

Her heartbeat is strong, it was just a scare.

-Thank God! -You're getting some medicine,

-you'll feel better. -Thank you.

You can't travel.

I need her to be calm,

I recommend complete rest at home. Okay?

Yes.

-Drink your juice. -Thank you.

woman: Thank you very much.

Cuauh's mom: My beautiful boy.

You woke up early!

Lola threw me out.

My boy!

Can I stay here a few days, please?

Can I stay here a few days, please? -You don't need to ask. -This is your house.

-You don't need to ask. -This is your house.

How many times did you throw me out?

-Eat your breakfast. -OK.

Majo: Thank you.

Íñigo: Thank you.

-Honey, please wait. -I can do it.

[sentimental music]

-Let me help you, the doctor... -Leave me alone.

[Íñigo takes a deep breath]

[beep]

[beep]

MAJO FAINTED

[upbeat music]

[beep]

Cuauh's father: Is everything okay, gassy?

Majo fainted.

-Cuauh's mother: Be careful! -Cuauh's father: Calm down.

Cuauh's father: I faint every now and then.

[upbeat music ends]

Majo: Are we doing the right thing?

I don't know.

What keep us together?

[deep breath] Ehm...

Our love and our marriage.

And...

is our marriage of any use

if you only care about having your own son,

-but not a baby with me? -[Íñigo exhales]

-Why do you insist on that? -That's all you care about.

That's all you care about.

I'm having a baby and I feel so disconnected from you.

Of course I care about you having a baby!

But it's too hard to understand

I'm having a baby that's not mine!

I don't know if that makes me a bad person.

This baby is yours!

My son is inside someone else's body.

My son is inside Lola, okay?

[sentimental music]

Well, if this is impossible,

maybe we should take a break...

to think.

I agree.

[sentimental music continues]

[Cuauh out of breath] Hey!

-Hey! -Íñigo: Cuauh?

-What happened? -How is she? Is everything okay?

She's okay.

She doesn't want to see anyone.

[exhales]

What's next?

I don't know. I guess I'll die alone.

And to make things worse, my parents keep saying,

"You should have listened to us!

We told you so, gassy."

-Why do they call you "gassy"? -I can't keep living with them.

[fart]

Okay.

I won't even tell my parents.

One failed marriage is enough.

[Íñigo exhales] Well...

I think... I'll go to a hotel.

[funny music]

Cuauh: The friend I was going to stay with

is not answering.

-I see. -I have nowhere to go.

[funny music]

[intrigue music]

[music ends] [bustle]

-woman on TV: Can we go inside? -man on TV: Of course.

woman on TV: Sweetie, here's our baby.

man on TV: I want to see him. I want to meet him.

[dramatic music on TV]

What? Is he black?

Is my son black?

Black?

[dramatic music on TV]

[Cuauh sobs]

Cuauh: Why had I never watched this?

Íñigo: It's La Rosa de Guadalupe,

Majo's favorite TV show.

This can't be my child!

It's a work of art!

-Cuauh... -What?

-I bought you a present. -What?

I bought you a present.

Look.

-[Cuauh cries] -[dramatic music on TV]

-Íñigo: It's for you. -Really?

Yes, really.

-Is it complicated to use? -It is.

-How do you use it? -Do you want to take a picture?

You click here, it turns

and it's ready.

This is your first selfie, bro.

[sob]

["Me voy" by Julieta Venegas plays]

[sighs]

["Me voy" continues]

[exhales]

["Me voy" continues]

[exhales in pain]

[music ends]

[suspense music]

Did you prepare the hearing?

-[suspense music ends] -Yes.

It's almost done.

Íñigo's father: Sleeping in the office...

No shoes, a dirty shirt, your hair's a mess.

-You are out of focus. -Any other lawyer can take care.

This is your company,

it's your responsibility.

I have a lot in my mind. Majo's not answering my calls,

I've been living with Tarzan at a hotel.

You brought this on yourself.

Get focused, man!

Let Cuauh take care of Majo's baby.

That baby is not yours and neither the other one.

Thanks for understanding.

Your shoes!

[funny music]

-[voice message recording] -Hello, cutie!

I know you don't want to talk to me,

but tell me if you need anything.

[funny music continues]

Cutie, tell me if you need anything.

I'm giving you some space

and I want you to know I'm fine.

My love, I want to give you some space.

Ehm...

just tell me if you're okay or something.

Okay? Kisses for you.

I love you so much,

but sometimes words are not enough.

Actions speak louder than words.

In my drawer, there are some tea bags.

Ginger, thyme and chamomile.

Grab as many as you want.

I love you, gorgeous.

Gorgeous, do you want some food delivery?

Some ginger tea would be great for you.

Or some chamomile or "thyne" tea.

I'll order it.

[funny music continues]

[funny music ends]

-Did she answer? -No, and you?

-She didn't. -Cuauh: Damn!

midwife: Calm down, everything will be okay.

Look!

-See? -Lola: Yes.

140 heartbeats per minute, that's perfect.

Great. Everything's great.

[incoming call tone]

Lola, please answer.

[Majo inhales]

[exhales]

midwife: I'm coming.

-Are you ready? -I am.

[groans in pain]

Ouch!

-This will take long, sweetie. -What?

-From 24 to 36 hours. -I can't.

-All women can give birth. -No...

-It's too painful! -midwife: Breathe.

-midwife: Breathe. -Lola: I don't want to.

[incoming call]

Please, Lola, answer.

["Ni tú ni nadie" by Eduardo Tagle plays]

Cuauh: Answer, Lola.

["Ni tú ni nadie" continues]

[incoming call]

I miss you.

Alexa!

midwife: Relax.

I can't do this anymore.

Come on!

["Ni tú ni nadie" intensifies]

No, no.

Come on.

Sorry!

[silence] [Íñigo exhales]

After looking at all the documents

of my client's case...

[whispers] We've got everything under control.

Íñigo: ...it's as clear as crystal

that there is no evidence

that proves the market was manipulated.

Therefore, Your Honor, the question is not

whether my client acted on personal interest

or on corporate interest.

The question...

[message alert]

-The question, Your Honor, is... -[message alert]

Ehm...

judge: Lawyer...

Lawyer!

ARE YOU THERE? MAJO'S AT THE HOSPITAL!

judge: Is everything okay?

Íñigo!

[heartbeat]

Lawyer!

I'm having a baby!

I'm having a baby! I'm having a baby with a woman

I'm having a baby with a woman

that's not my wife.

And my wife is having another man's baby.

[sentimental music]

I'm having two babies!

This is totally amazing!

Maybe it's not perfect, but it's mine!

It's mine!

You know what, Dad? You were right.

I brought this on myself and it's going to be so hard

because I won't have one baby,

I'm having two babies!

[sentimental music]

[sobs]

They won't be born in Houston.

Your Honor,

can I be dismissed?

judge: You can.

father: Go, son!

Your Honor, I'll go on with the case,

because my son is going

for my two grandchildren.

Íñigo: I'm going to be a father!

Of two!

[music ends]

Breathe, keep calm.

Pain will get worse, but it shall pass.

Drink your tea.

[sentimental music]

[inhales and exhales]

[gasps]

[gasps]

[sentimental music]

[exhales]

[exhales]

[exhales]

[sobs]

[Majo sobs]

midwife: What's wrong?

[sentimental music continues]

[Majo cries]

Cuauh!

-I can't be here. -Yes, you can.

Take me to the hospital.

It's normal that you want to give up at the very end,

but you are capable of doing it. You're doing well.

This is not only my baby.

friend: You can do this, Lola!

You can do this!

midwife: Yeah, right. You're not the one giving birth.

Lola: Hurry up!

[action music]

Cuauh: Lola!

-Lola! Have you seen Lola? -friend: She just left.

-What? -She went to the hospital.

Cuauh: To the hospital?

Hey, hey!

-Wait! -driver: What's wrong with you?

Take me to the American Hospital!

-driver: Get in! -And the navigation app?

I don't have it. Where to?

-The American Hospital. -I'll go straight.

-driver: I'll take the avenue... -Faster, please.

...and turn to the left.

midwife: Please, breathe slowly.

It got it wrong.

midwife: Breathe!

Íñigo: Thank you! Sir!

Keys, keys!

Excuse me!

Fuck!

Honey!

I'm so sorry! Sorry!

woman voice: Dr. Romero to Gynecology.

Dr. Martínez de Velazco, you're needed in Emergencies.

Dr. Martínez de Velazco to Emergencies.

-Íñigo: My love. -What are you doing here?

-Where else could I be? -I haven't forgiven you.

-Where else could I be? -I haven't forgiven you. Auch!

Auch!

I'm sorry. Do you want me to leave?

If you leave, I'll kill you.

Okay.

[action music continues]

-Lola: My water broke! -midwife: Oh, no!

I told you to breathe!

The upholstery is new!

You'll pay for them.

driver: This way!

Oh, come on!

-[car horn] -Move!

I should have taken an Uber!

What? They don't pay taxes and they're stealing our jobs.

-Cuauh: Here you go. -driver: Okay.

[shouts] [action music continues]

Cuauh: Fuck!

-driver: I told you, boy! -Fuck!

Fuck!

Buddies! César, give me your bike!

-Sure, take it! -everyone: Stay with us!

I can't. I'm going to be a father!

Hell yeah! I'm going to be a father!

I'm going to be a father!

[breathes heavily]

-Don't you want a wheelchair? -No, I can do this.

I can!

I can get there.

-midwife: Look, here it is. -Lola: No, I can do it.

[soft music]

I can do it.

woman voice: Dr. Graham, you're needed in Maternity.

This is it for me.

What?

I don't believe in hospitals. Hey!

-What about breathing? -You can do it. Good luck.

That ride wasn't free.

-She's doing great. -[shout]

-Breathe in, be calm. -Lola: Take it out of me!

[shout]

Lola?

[shouts in pain]

Take it out of me!

Majo? Go back!

-Majo! -What are you doing here?

Did you come for me?

-Help me! -Íñigo?

-Majo, calm down. -Where're you going?

-You're doing great. -Íñigo!

-You're doing amazing. -Lola: I can't take it!

doctor: You're being well taken care of.

Help me! I can't do this anymore.

-Majo: Íñigo, come here! -Calm down.

Take my hand. Don't leave me.

If you leave, I'm getting divorced.

-I won't! Just breathe. -Lola: Íñigo!

-doctor: Calm down. -Lola: Íñigo!

Íñigo!

Cuauh: Fuck!

-Íñigo: Want some air? -Yes, blow.

-What did you eat? -Majo: Íñigo!

Lola: Íñigo! What the fuck?

Majo: Íñigo, where are you?

I'm coming!

-Don't leave, okay? -Your son is ripping me up!

-What? -Majo: What are you doing?

She's...

[action music continues]

Lola!

-I'm here. -Water!

-I'm here. -Water!

-Íñigo! -I'm coming, baby!

Íñigo!

-I have to go! -If you go...

-Let go of me! -doctor: Relax.

Lola: Your baby's coming!

-Íñigo! -Íñigo: I'm coming!

-Íñigo! -I'm coming!

[distorted voice] Íñigo!

[action music continues]

MEDICAL TOWER

[action music ends]

[Íñigo murmurs]

Cuauh!

[breathes heavily]

[gulping]

What happened?

I grabbed a cab, but the traffic was insane.

And my clothes were dirty.

-Why didn't you take an Uber? -Never!

They're stealing jobs and don't pay taxes.

[Lola moans in pain]

doctor: Girls, breathe.

Just breathe. You're doing great.

-Lola! -Majo!

Wait! You can't go. This information is wrong.

Who's the father?

-Operating rooms 1 and 2. -No, we go together.

That's against safety measures...

What safety measures?

-After the mess you made? -We were not asking.

-My daughter's inside his wife! -My son's inside his wife!

-We're not swingers! -Yes... no.

-[screams] -Go on!

Íñigo: Come on!

Okay, fine.

Lola: Cuauh! Cuauh!

-You're here! -doctor: Are you ready?

-It's time. -Íñigo: Okay.

-doctor: Let's go. -Cuauh: Okay.

-Fuck. -Okay.

[music ends]

["Ni tú ni nadie" plays]

-doctor: Hold it. -Cuauh: Breathe!

doctor: Good job, Majo. Very good!

-doctor: Good job. -Lola: I can't do this!

-doctor: Come on, come on! -Íñigo: I'm here.

Íñigo: Gorgeous, you've got this.

Good! Good!

You can do this! Good job.

["What a Wonderful World" by Louis Armstrong plays]

♪ I see trees of green ♪

♪ Red roses too ♪

♪ I see them bloom ♪

♪ For me and you ♪

♪ And I think to myself ♪

Íñigo: Good, sweetie!

♪ What a wonderful world ♪

Cuauh: Breathe!

Take a deep breath.

♪ I see skies of blue ♪

♪ And clouds of white ♪

♪ The bright blessed day ♪

♪ The dark sacred night ♪

♪ And I think to myself ♪

♪ What a wonderful world ♪

♪ The colors of the rainbow ♪

♪ So pretty in the sky ♪

♪ Are also on the faces ♪

♪ Of people going by ♪

♪ I see friends shaking hands ♪

♪ Saying, "How do you do?" ♪

♪ They're really saying ♪

♪ I love you ♪

♪ I hear... ♪

Welcome, little Íñigo.

-Just kidding. -He's Marcos.

-Marcos? -Yes.

♪ They'll learn much more ♪

Lola: Hi, there.

♪ Than I'll ever know ♪

♪ And I think to myself ♪

♪ What a wonderful world ♪

♪ Yes ♪

♪ I think to myself ♪

♪ What a wonderful world ♪

[camera shutter clicks]

♪ Oh, yes ♪

[music ends]

MIX-CONCEPTION

[upbeat music]

THE END

-Íñigo, here it is. -Thanks, perfect.

Lola: Okay. I'm going to give it to her. Look.

Alexa, I'm giving you this one too.

It's a compendium.

-You need to read it. -Hello.

Damn!

Mommies!

-Yes, sweeties? -Majo: Yes, sweeties?

What are you planning?

Why do we have two daddies and two mommies?

Well, because...

Because...

we have too much love for the both of you.

girl: Are you boyfriend and girlfriend?

Íñigo and I are a couple, Cuauh and Íñigo are a couple...

No, Cuauh is Lola's boyfriend.

-Exactly. -Let's say mommy 1

sleeps with daddy 1

and daddy 2 sleeps with mommy 2.

And mommy 1 is for you...

-Was I daddy 1? -I told you.

They know what's happening.

Where do babies come from?

-Babies come from... -From Paris!

-No. -Yes!

We asked for you and the stork brought you here.

[laughter]

What your mom means is that you come from nature.

Which, basically, means faith,

our Lord who created everything.

Mommy and daddy kiss each other, they hug

and they plant a seed

and mommy's belly begins to grow.

And the organs open up...

Whose belly did we come from?

Physically or legally?

-He's four years old! -Majo: Pause!

Sweeties, can we talk for a second?

-girl: Yes. -Lola: Thank you.

Come here.

[Majo clears her throat]

-This will take an hour! -They need to know the truth.

-Brainstorm. -Yes.

["Feel the Energy" by Suno plays]

["Feel the Energy" continues]

["Feel the Energy" continues]

["Feel the Energy" continues]

["Feel the Energy" continues]

[music ends]

[upbeat music]

[upbeat music continues]

[upbeat music continues]

[upbeat music continues]

[music ends]

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