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Ulises.
Ulises.
Ulises!
Let's go, wake up, dumbass!
Don't make me regret doing a favor for my cousin.
If you keep up with this bullshit, you're fucking out of here.
You okay?
I'm good.
Help me put these boxes inside while I finish with the inventory.
Hey, were you able to find that thing I asked you for?
I told you I don't' know about those things.
I don't know anyone else in Tlaxcala.
If it weren't necessary, I wouldn't be asking for your help.
My cousin says he knows a guy.
He'll be at the party on the train track later on.
Send me a text when you get off.
Ashley...
I don't have a cellphone, remember?
Come on, Ulises. Who the fuck doesn't have one?
Okay, let's go
Look who's here, it's me Yeah, bro
The king of flow Yeah, bro. I...
There's a lot of hype around the new administration.
Everyone wants to know what's going on with our new artists.
Especially, the Ugly Crew. The video blew up on social media.
That's why we want to put out an Ugly album.
What do you mean?
Ugly isn't here.
It would be a postmortem record.
Come on.
More like an unreleased album.
No, no, I can't edit Ugly's bars. It's unethical.
- That's how we've always done it. - This is happening right now.
We have to take advantage of the opportunity and ride the wave,
build an audience, build your future.
Think about it. But quickly.
Because I have to announce all my artists before the launch.
IO is giving us a chance, guys.
Besides, it's what Ugly would have wanted.
For the crew to stay united... active.
Staying active means abandoning him or what?
What do you suggest, look all over the country?
I miss him too, but we have to stay focused.
Data, they need you in Imaging.
Fuck this.
What about you, man? You wanna sign or what?
I think that...
Shit, look at the time, Flex. Take it easy, okay?
What's up, Ashley?
Hey, Ulises. Guys, this is Ulises. He works with me at the Speedy.
Want some?
I'm good, thanks. Your cousin, what's up?
Dude, relax. He's coming.
So, I never asked you, what are you doing here in Tlaxcala?
You obviously aren't from here. You're from the capital.
Well, it was the best place for me to hide, right?
Why did you have to hide?
They're here. Do you have the money?
Very cool.
Ulises, put that away.
No way.
I didn't know you knew each other.
That's the guy from the video. That's fucking Ugly.
Ashley's hanging out with a star, man.
Why are you taking my picture, homie?
- Here's your fucking picture. - What's with you, asshole?
- Get out of here. - You're a tough guy?
Shut up already!
- What's with taking a picture, fucker? - Fucking pussies.
Fuck him, man.
So we were about to throw down
and one of those Chinese guys shows me his blade, right?
The fucker wanted to stab me.
And the most fucked up part is that,
all I thought was
if he was gonna fuck me up, well, just fuck me up already, right?
I'd go without a problem.
That's why...
I have to get clean.
For real, I don't think I'm strong enough to accept
that Ugly is gone forever.
I don't know, I'm in need of something, anything.
Because without Ugly Crew...
I have nothing.
How am I going to sell you crap?
They are original Supremes, bro. Come to the shop, papi.
What's going on, Bubble?
Sensei Martín.
Your speech really moved me.
You spoke about faith. That was really good.
That's why I want to bring you to my group. What do you say?
But isn't this the group?
Yeah, bro, but this is a more select group.
It'll change your life from the first session.
Bye, guys. See you tomorrow.
Triana.
What's up, Flex? You scared me.
You didn't seem too convinced earlier when we talked about the album.
You don't like the idea either?
Before leaving, Ugly came to my place and he gave me his Tribby ring.
It was a goodbye, Flex. He knew he was running away.
You have something to do right now?
Esther!
Flex, no. Dude...
What are you gonna do with that?
You asked me why I came to Tlaxcala, right?
Esther, my mom,
told me that when she left my dad
that guy came back to Tlaxcala, alone.
Tlaxcala seemed like the best place to come to get away, fuck it,
to come and die alone, just like that dude.
Dude, those guys were looking at you
as if you were Santa Fe Klan.
I don't know. I believe in paying attention to signs.
Shut up. I believe in that shit.
And fuck, that was definitely a sign.
Someone is looking for you, Ugly.
Pure Mexican flow.
My mother gave me life and Ugly showed me how to live it.
Ugly, look, man, the truth is I'm not even Mexican
and I don't even like hip-hop, but this song drives me crazy.
Fucking Ugly. German pseudonym. Don't be an idiot.
They say he's in Cuba with Tupac. RIP Ugly.
It's obvious he's missing, right? I think it's Warner's strategy.
Ugly doesn't exist, he's an algorithm.
If anyone knows of Ugly's whereabouts, please write on this comment.
Sincerely, Esther Ibarra, Ugly's mother.
I feel like we're definitely missing something.
What?
No, no way.
- Esther! - What the hell, Flex?
How the fuck did you get in here?
The key was in the little penguin, over by the door.
When I saw the missing persons report on TV...
I thought...
But Ugly is alive, Flex.
Stop messing around.
He told me not to say anything but, look...
I'M OKAY. I'M WHERE I'M SUPPOSED TO BE. DON'T TELL ANYONE.
Son of a fucking bitch.
Fucking Ugly.
Can I see?
You have to find him, Flex.
Hey, Esther.
Ugly's dad was from Tlaxcala, right?
Yeah. Why, what's up with that guy?
Now I would like for us all to welcome our new guest.
Let's welcome with open arms and listen to his story.
Bubble, come.
Tell the group why you are here.
Yeah, well my homeboy Ugly is missing, right?
And now they want to put out a fucking postmortem album,
whatever the fuck that is.
But that guy isn't dead. Well, I don't know.
Maybe they wacked him, right?
And if Ugly doesn't show up,
I feel like I'm going to relapse.
Well, no, no, I don't feel...
I'm sure I will.
Look, no one ever really dies.
Everyone lives through the Lord.
What Lord?
The Lord, Bubble. Can't you see?
Your closeness to Him, is your closeness to Ugly.
Through Him, you will always be together.
IO, man.
Fucking Lil Vato wants to invite Ugly to perform at his concert.
Ugly has gone missing, man.
And if Lil Vato wants to change his image,
he should donate his proceeds to an animal shelter, or something.
Ugly is not going to show up.
- It's his album release concert, right? - That's right.
Tell him to invite Ugly publicly. Then he might just show up.
And if not, well, Lil Vato looks good anyways.
Hell yeah, fucking Data.
Now I see why you stole her.
What's going on, dog?
- Don't be late, okay? - Yes, first thing.
- I'll be waiting. - Call me.
Yeah. Be safe, okay?
Are you IO?
If you want to talk to me, you have to make an appointment.
I'm here to give you a message form my boss. Some advice.
Watch who you work with, sweetheart. You can get into trouble.
Ugly has a debt with my boss.
And debts can be inherited, IO.
Can I get you another taco, buddy? Buddy, can I get you another taco?
No, I'm okay. They're great, but I'm done. Thanks.
Dude, Ulises, you have to see this.
What?
IF YOU SHOW UP TO MY CONCERT, WE'LL PERFORM TOGETHER!
After what happened with my cousin, I googled you. You're Ugly.
No, not Ugly, Ulises.
Dammit. Nobody can find out about this, Ashley.
Ulises, come on. That's Lil Vato, man.
Look, I don't give a shit if you stop making music after this,
but you have to go to that concert.
And invite me.
Look, sweetie...
Where the fuck does he live?
With some fucking girl?
Are you going to tell me or not?
Let's get out of here!
Get over here! There he goes, the son of a bitch!
Help me! Dammit!
- Ugly. - Ugly, what's going on?
- Come. Step on it. - Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Hurry!
Thanks, man.
I'm sorry, bro.
- I'm sorry. - It's okay, man. We're here.
I'm sorry.
Ulises...
You have to leave.
Even if it's for a couple of days. These guys don't fuck around.
Don't worry.
Thank you.
No problem.
- Come out to the capital sometime. - Come to Tlaxcala.
There's nothing, bro. What for?
Thanks, Ashley.
- Goodbye, Ugly. - Goodbye.
Let's roll.
What's up with that girl?
Am I witnessing the infamous Triana get jealous?
What?
No, get out of here, man.
It was fucked up of me to disappear.
And to leave our thing unsettled. Honestly, I like you, Tri.
No way, Ugly.
- I'm okay. - No way.
I'm okay.
I'm sorry.
My bro.
My bro.
IO wanted to sign us without you.
She's gonna flip when she sees you.
Now she can sign the whole Ugly crew together.
Marketing said Victoria wants to sponsor us.
No shit.
If Ugly goes out now, it's dangerous.
I fucked up.
I know I fucked up, but we can't let this kind of opportunity
pass us by because of me.
I say we sign with IO, and see what happens afterwards.
Now we are going to do it together, like a real crew.
I know that you...
You've always doubted whether we have the professionalism
for this kind of thing, and...
But these guys, I mean,
the Ugly Crew are the most dedicated people I know.
The most responsible, dammit.
You won't regret this. You'll see.
I'm sorry, but...
I can't sign you.
My offer is still on the table to the Ugly Crew.
But without you.
I wish you the best.
Honestly.
Bye, Ugly.
Fucking IO. She fucked up. I can't believe she's doing this shit.
When things settle, she'll see she fucked up.
I just can't go hiding forever.
No matter wherever I go, fucking Ceviches is gonna find me.
We're gonna fix this shit together, okay?
Okay.
Hell yeah.
- Don't ruin it. - No.
Fucking IO, bro.
- I know what you're going to say. - Not without Ugly.
- Not without Ugly. - That's right. Not without Ugly.
What's up?
I'm Ugly.
I'm supposed to be on the list.
I'm on the poster, bro, come on.
Let me see, hold on.
I have a young man called Ugly, says he's on the poster.
Do I let him in? Okay.
Come on in, man. Welcome.
What's up, dog? You made it.
That's great. How are you?
Good.
I hear you're making noise in the streets. Congratulations.
- You're killing it. There you go. - Hell yeah.
Your life is going to change after tonight, I promise.
- Lil Vato, we need you on the stage. - Let's go.
Bounce. Let's go, Jason. See you up there, okay?
Right on.
Bounce. Let's roll.
Ugly?
What the fuck? What are you doing here, bro?
We're a crew, bro. Remember?
Guys...
I want you to sign with IO, without me.
No, come on, Ugly. No way.
We already said that it was either all of us or nothing, man.
I'm not gonna let you ruin this because of me, dumbasses.
You have an opportunity. Take it.
I can't sign with you,
but I'm not staying in the shadows.
I'm fed up with running away. It's not me, fuck it, you know that.
Ugly, Ugly. They need you on the stage. Urgently.
- Be right there. - Thanks.
Stop talking shit, Ugly.
That whole thing is gonna get fixed.
Be patient.
Patience is death, Datush.
Flex, we always said
it's all or nothing, bro.
I have to go after all of it, man.
Go.
Break a leg.
Come on, Flex.
He's going to be okay, man. It's cool.
Okay, for all of my peeps, a brand-new song we made
with a homie you guys already know.
Let's hear it for my man Ugly!
Ugly! Ugly! Ugly! Ugly! Ugly!
Pass it, homie. Let's do it.
I'm a young visionary With the mind of a millionaire
I stay high Making money on the daily
I'm a young visionary With the mind of a millionaire
I stay high Making money on the daily
You've already met me You all stood right here
And I've sat you all down And one isn't by your side anymore
I don't want friends they aren't honest All I want to do is make money
Have a good time with those I love Don't look for me if you didn't believe
Have a good time with those I love Don't look for me if you didn't believe
You guys are nothing I'm not getting down from here
I'm doing my thing Always with myself
I don't trust The betrayal I've lived motivates us
Now I live in peace
Without time to hurt anyone We will end up as friends
If I fall tomorrow nobody will cry Better to sing my songs and get drunk
Tequila to remember the good and the bad That I looked for in life
I'm a young visionary...
Ugly! Ugly! Ugly!
I don't want friends, they aren't...
Fuck yeah. Did you guys see it? Ugly, Ugly! Like fucking Kanye, man.
Easy, Kanye.
You messed up a few times, don't act like I don't hear.
No, man.
Dude, we told you our video killed it, but you don't listen.
Don't be an idiot, fucking Ugly, bro. This shit is just starting to blow up.
Check out this video. Two million views, bro.
- No way, bro. - Well done, bro.
- Hell yeah, man. - Fuck yeah, bro.
If I told you, you wouldn't have let me go, right?
You suck, fucking Ugly.
I'm sorry.
It's my mom.
Okay.
It's on, Stress.
I killed it.
What the fuck, man?
No way.
Come on, Ugly!
Ugly, wake up, bro.
You did it, papi.
One hell of a mess you're in, right?
Where are we, man?
From today on, the whole world will know who you are.
See? I told you you'd make it.
Now you just have to decide.
Decide?
That's right. If you live or die.
Damn.
I did get a few bullets like Tupac, right?
If you hit this joint, you die.
A martyr.
A fucking hip-hop legend.
Pretty cool, right?
Damn, bro.
To smoke in heaven with me and other legends, forever.
Hell yeah.
And, if not, get back to it, pa.
To live with the consequences of your fame, bro.
There's still a long road ahead for the Ugly Crew.
And, believe me, it's gonna be big, man.
So?
What are you gonna do, bro?
Wake up, Ugly.
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