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Is that it?

I mean, that's all we have.

Look, kids.

I only accepted to take this meeting because Triana and I are like family.

But success doesn't wait for anyone.

And if you don't invest in yourself, no one will invest in you.

That's cool.

So you'll help us?

Have you heard of Hit Song?

My company works very closely with them.

If they like what they see, they'll upload your video,

and who knows, you might even get on TV.

Right on. And what do you get out of this?

Bubble, right?

If this thing flows, we would consider associating ourselves with you

to look for other opportunities.

I suppose you have the releases from Trippy.

Well...

Everyone was kind of fucked up, so...

No way, Bubble.

Alright, there's going to be a showcase at Emotions Plaza.

I think we can find you a spot at the end. What do you think?

Absolutely, no worries. We'll be there.

All set then.

Don't you let me down.

I'm investing in you.

Sound good?

- What the fuck? - You fucked up.

You and your unfinished video.

Besides, did you hear that shit, man. "Associating." Get out of here.

What that bitch wants is to keep your money

and take my place, man.

Get out of here, Bubble.

You mean the releases aren't ready?

And what's with the fucking video not being finished?

We look like amateurs. Fuck this.

But come on, Ugly. Hit song, bro? Fuck that crap, man.

They're pathetic.

So? They get a bunch of views. I don't give a fuck.

If Hit Song is giving us a chance to blow up,

then we blow up on Hit Song, fuck it.

This is the time to act like adults.

We're no longer fucking kids, people.

Four chocolate shakes?

Hell yeah. My man!

- Thanks. - My man.

Walter, what's up, man?

Papi, could we meet to take care of the releases?

You know, Trippy was too fucked up the other night to do it.

Help me out, okay?

I'M REALLY BUSY, I'LL HIT YOU UP LATER

Fucking dude, man!

Hey, Wally. Yeah, that's cool, man.

Can we meet today or tomorrow, bro? It's kind of urgent, bro. Please.

THE HARD LIFE OF A MANAGER

I have to work.

Flex, stop.

Datush?

Flex, bro, I need you to lend me the keys to your wheels.

No questions asked. Is that okay?

What do you need it for?

I'm telling you, no questions asked. I don't want to jinx it.

- What were you guys doing? - Smoking a joint.

Working, what else?

Right on. That's cool. I'm taking this one on the road.

- Finish that shit, Data. - Yeah.

Thanks, bro.

Dammit, I'm supposed to take pictures of Marifer's kid.

I really have to finish that shit.

Please, don't be here when I get back.

No way.

No way! Yeah, yeah, yeah, that video scared the shit out of me.

Look, I know that that we got off on the wrong foot, right, man?

I fucked up. But you also fucked up, man.

You pepper sprayed me and I can't see well.

But it's all good, I forgive you. No worries.

So now I'm here, humbly asking for your help.

Because, well, you remember when we recorded "Your Big Fat Booty?"

I didn't get the releases, and now fucking Walter

won't answer my calls, man. And I need them for tomorrow.

And if I don't get them, my crew will miss a great opportunity because of me.

And that will be fucked up, because those guys are my family.

They're all I've got, IO.

- Only you can help me. - What's up?

It's okay. Bubble, should we sit down?

Just for a bit, okay? Come on.

- Forgive me, man. - What?

- I'm sorry. - What's up?

Hello. What's up? Yeah, it's me.

Dude, I need a favor.

Designer clothes

Smoking twenty joints And bottles of all flavors

Fucking piece of shit place.

Hey, boss.

No, no, more balls, bro. Hey, boss!

I really feel like I have to take off. My time here is over.

Besides, the working conditions suck, and you suck as a boss.

What'd you say?

All these fucking stains. Dirty ass people.

The doors are dirty. Clean them!

Hey boss, I wanted to ask...

Do you think I could switch my shift tomorrow?

No way, crappy Ugly.

You haven't finished paying back the shifts you owe me.

Nope, your shift stays the same.

- Yeah? I'm going to quit anyways. - If you're gonna quit, do it.

If not, there's the mop.

And I'll see you here, like every day.

I'll be in storage doing inventory. Don't bother me.

Yes! Smile. Over here. That's it.

Very good. Yes.

See? The mermaid was much better than yours

of Saturn devouring his son.

This is so cute!

Come on, Pauchis, another one.

My love, look. Look!

Yes! Smile.

Get the fuck out of here, bro.

Hello. How may I help you?

- Yeah, yeah. I'm here to... - He's with me, Mica.

Walter and Mr. Bacha are in the boardroom.

Thank you, Mica.

Hey, IO, thank you so much for your help.

You rock. Really.

There are very interesting videos, which have generated some feedback,

some engagement...

- Way above... - No, Bubble, wait.

...your previous record.

Excuse me, who are you?

What happened, baby boy?

What's up, Bubby? What did I tell you? I would hit you up later.

Who do you think you are barging in here like that?

I...

Shit, it's really late.

Dude, I haven't even finished the video.

I still have to go to Marifer's house.

Don't you have anything to do?

I can't work on the song while I make deliveries. You see?

Well, I have to work, man.

That's the problem.

Your side hustle is turning into your real hustle.

It's time to get rid of it. Get over it.

Yeah, man. Easy for you to say when you're only a delivery driver.

Flex, what I meant to say was...

- It's that... - Yeah, you're running late, right?

Flex.

What's up?

Hold up. Move back a little.

All the way down, till it touches. There you go.

Some serious investment in this thing.

You okay?

All good.

Yeah, I was just tripping and it's all good.

So what's the plan? Where or what?

Actually...

come with me somewhere really cool.

- I need to see something. - Okay.

Yeah?

Ugly, what's the deal?

I fucked up. I'm an idiot.

Dude, chill out.

And what if I fuck it up? What if I don't get the damn signatures?

They're gonna go with Judith and I'll look like an asshole.

Then, fucking Trippy recognized me...

and I lost it, because nobody recognizes me, bro.

I'm a fucking idiot, man.

Wait for me here, okay? Don't move.

What are you looking at?

Hello. Does anyone have a bump?

It's for a friend.

It's all I found. Go and get those releases.

Hell yeah.

Check these out.

I got them in all colors. Earrings...

Of course, I would love to.

Another one, Pau.

Or I won't have enough to choose from.

That's it.

Hey, the doll between your legs doesn't do you any good.

Yeah, Pau. Use your imagination.

That's it.

- Look. - Look, my love.

Shake it more. Shake it. Higher, more.

HEY, WHAT U UP TO, OR WHAT ARE WE UP TO

Honestly, I never imagined being on a date like this

with Ugly from Guerrero.

Judith wants me to do a showcase here, tomorrow.

No way. Here?

Here, here, right here. Right fucking here.

You think she's the right move?

How about you introduce me to you current managers?

And we just sign with them.

Right?

That's your problem, bro. You get all hung up.

Look, what you need is that one little spark to make you blow up.

Fuck! I'm at the very bottom of the food chain, bro.

I also did all those shitty showcases.

Once, I did one in an ice-skating rink and it was horrible.

Now look where I am.

True.

It's like Keiko.

Who?

Come on. You don't know who Keiko is?

Free Willy?

Dude, I have no idea. What are you talking about?

Keiko lived in a very small tank in Adventure Kingdom.

She got so famous that she came out in the movie Free Will y.

A really kickass movie.

People liked it so much

that Free Willy became real, and they freed her.

The problem is, when they freed her, it was way too late,

she had spent so much time in that damn tank and...

she died of pneumonia.

There's my Trippy.

What's up, papi?

Hey, baby boy.

- So good to find you here, papi. - Same, bro. Same.

- Can I steal you for a minute? - Yeah, man.

Hey, we all got crazy at your house the other night,

and I forgot to tell you that we need some signatures.

Help me out, man. Just a few right here, look.

Anything for you.

Pass me your cellphone, I have to take care of some business.

Yeah, yeah.

Look, it's right here. Please, man.

Is that yours?

No.

Then it's mine.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Here?

Yeah, right down there, man. And on the sides.

Please, bro.

What the fuck? Trippy, put down that pen.

I told you that's not how things are done.

Look Bubble, the reason you don't have the releases...

- is because you were wasted. - So were you, man!

No, you dozed us to record the bars. So, look, it's not that big of a deal.

But I'll hit you up later, okay?

And tell that asshole Flex that nobody ghosts me.

Coming.

- Flex. - What's up?

I can't concentrate if you're there.

Nor can I concentrate if you're mad at me.

And then, I haven't been able to finish the damn video and...

How many fucking pictures can someone take of a baby?

You're blaming everyone else, man. If it isn't Marifer, it's her baby.

If not, it's me.

Maybe you aren't finishing it because you don't want to.

You're worried the crew will judge your piece, right?

Stop overthinking it. Focus. Really focus.

And stop blaming shit on Marifer. Data, I have to finish some beats.

That was really weird, but really cool too.

It's going to go great, you'll see.

I have to work tomorrow.

Want to go up to your place? Smoke a joint...

I can leave the car right here. It feels safe.

Another day, with pleasure.

Be safe.

"Be safe." What an idiot, bro.

I fucked up, man.

I fucked it up 'cause I'm an idiot.

Who knows, the Ugly crew is better off without me

and with fucking Judith, right?

You have to control all this mess.

Not saying that to be stuck up. I'm telling you from experience.

This problem will end up destroying you and anything else you want to build.

Really.

Dude, you're not a bad manager, you just need to get it together.

You really believe that?

Only when you want to be. You almost always do dumb shit.

You can't take it back, lousy IO. You already messed up.

Dammit, Flex. You fucked me up.

What the fuck?

You know what happened to Keiko?

What the fuck are you talking about? And you, Flex, you can't smoke in here.

You have to leave.

Pauchis, now let's try more of a close up.

So we can see the lettuce.

- What's up, dog? - I told you to stop fucking around.

You told me what, bro?

Keiko lived in a tank, bro.

I don't understand what you're saying?

Me neither.

It's a metaphor, dammit! This piece of shit place is a fish tank.

And if I don't leave, I'm going to die. The point is that I fucking quit.

Are you going to sign or what?

You got a pen, man?

You know what, Marifer? Your ideas are a piece of shit.

Don't call me again.

I don't really want to know about your friends' ugly kids.

We still need to do the pictures for Luciana and Kiki.

Son of a bitch, you'll regret this!

I'm telling you, man! Motherfucker!

You too, fucking Flex.

Thank you all!

That sounds like shit. The audio is terrible, bro.

And the fucking screens, you can't see anything.

Where's Bubble? We can't do anything without the releases.

They'll be here soon. You know how fucking Bubble is.

And Data? We haven't seen the finished video.

- Motherfucker, Flex. - Relax. They'll be here soon.

What's going on, kids? Are you guys ready to kill it?

Could you give us a few minutes? We're waiting for the rest of the crew.

Look, Ugly. See that man in the striped shirt?

That's Darío Martinez, the CEO of Hit Song.

He's a busy man.

I can't make him wait anymore.

So now, give the engineer your materials, and let's go. Do it.

- What's up, guys? - Right on, Data. Motherfucker.

We're up. Right now. Did you finish the video?

Sorry, I got stuck at a gig. It won't happen again.

The guys from the channel are gonna flip.

And the releases? Without that we have nothing.

Listen, asshole! If it flips and falls, it's free.

- Bubble! - This place fucking sucks.

Come here, man.

- The releases, you brought them? - Papi.

- Come on, man. They're all folded up. - But they're here, right?

- That's right. - Let's set up.

Very good, man.

Ugly, I wanted to talk to you, man. Hear me out.

Dude, I know I've been fucking things up, and to be honest...

I'm sorry, dog.

But I swear I'm going to change

and you're gonna see a whole new Bubble Gómez.

I promise.

Crush it, man!

Do it, bro.

GOOD LUCK

Drop it, bro.

She doesn't want lovers She has better ideas

She wants designer clothes

Smoking twenty joints And bottles of all flavors

Dancing to all the songs And forgetting about bad lovers

How sweet is that, shorty She's all dolled up...

Listen, you were right. I was acting like a fool.

I told them to fuck off, Marifer and her friends.

You should have seen it, it was badass.

I wouldn't know, I'm just a fucking delivery driver.

Are you still mad about that?

Data, that's your problem, man.

You don't know what it means to have to work just to be able to eat.

You know? To keep making beats.

This shit is my life, man.

What a stage presence, man. Amazing. When you were like...

Dude, that shit was great.

Ugly, no way. You left me like this, look.

Darío is more than super convinced.

You're going to do great in that section, "New Talent."

I saw it, I saw it.

Since the contact with Hit Song is through me,

the negotiation will be with me.

And once the deal is done, I'll represent you. Okay?

That how this works. Got it?

No, Bubble is my manager.

Hold on, I don't think you're understanding me.

No, no, I'm understanding you. The one not understanding is you.

Bubble is our manager. Either he comes with us or we don't go.

Okay. You think opportunities like this just fall from the sky?

You think little runts like you

will make it without someone like me?

Listen to her, bro.

Bye, Judith.

No, no. Hold on, wait. No, no!

Darío, if you like our style, here's my number.

Get out of here!

She's menopausal, bro.

I told you, Jordans aren't cushions. Get off them.

- They're Adidas, bro. Fuck off. - Blow me.

Tell me already, who where you getting all romantic with?

I went on a date with Triana.

Right on, my dude!

No, no, bro. I don't want to jinx it. Chill out.

I'm telling you, papito.

The fucking Ugly Crew is taking off.

Not really. I don't know, man.

I still have to figure out how I'm gonna tell Esther

that I quit fucking Speedy Mart.

Hell yeah, bro! It's fucking Darío.

- Who? - From Hit Song, man.

Let me see.

I'm telling you, this will happen with or without Judith, bro.

We're badasses, freaking Ugly. Hell yeah, dude.

Shit. Forgive me, man.

- I'm sorry, Bubble. - What the fuck?

Let go of me, dude.

- Ugly, what the fuck, man? - Hold on...

Motherfucker!

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