All language subtitles for Vida s03e04_English

- Could I help you with something?
- Do you know who I am?

You canceled us.
So don't act like this matters to you.

Nico, you don't not matter to me.

Oh, I'm gonna be 30,
and I'm still so undercooked.

It's gonna be your birthday.

We should throw
a big birthday blowout for you.

We can totally do it at the bar.

Come on, babe, this is already
hard enough for me as it is.

Juniper, you broke up with me
two days after I buried my mother.

I'm sorry, baby... I mean, Lyn.

¿Le entiende español?

She was just born here,
so she doesn't speak it that well.

I blame your parents.

We need to do something right now!

- We need to vote.
- Vote? What...

Are we voting on a particular action here?
Are we voting to keep discussing action?

Oh, my God!

- You like that?
- Yeah.

How about this?

Yeah.

Don't do that.

What are you doing?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Are my nails too...

Don't do that.

Okay.

I'm confused, though,

because, well...

That's different.

You're not looking right at me.

Rudy...

Don't make this into a thing, Lyn.

Señora, señora,
did they show you a warrant?

- Le enseñaron paperwork?
- No, no.

They just came, and look at that.

They broke his window,
and they yanked him out.

What are we gonna do about it, mi gente?

You can't sit this one out.

This is happening on your watch.

They just dragged one of us out
Gestapo-style, illegally,

so they could put him,
and this is not fucking politics,

this is facts.

So that they can put him
in a private detention

where he'll make money
for the same fucking assholes

that owned the businesses

that he fucking worked for
in the first place.

No due fucking process,
'cause this is America,

where it's okay to cage
fucking brown people like beasts.

Are you okay with that?

Do you have all your donations
for the event tonight?

- I want to support.
- It's not really an event.

It's just a birthday party.

Anything with a theme is an event.

Adult quinceañera is
a clever idea for a birthday.

It's a double queer-ceañera.

Marcos is turning 30, so double.

Queer-ceañera.

You're so witty.

Yeah, Marcos wanted to do it
throwback-style

with a '80s telenovela swing

and the soldier thingies on the shoulders,

but, you know, queer.

So I'm gonna be his chambelana.

Do you know how many times
I've had to be a chambelán?

I still remember how to dance el vals.

I bet.

Do you still need centerpieces?

Yeah, actually.

Centerpieces would be nice.

Well, then take me up
on borrowing them from my mother.

Only if you come with me.

You know I can't today.

But I'm telling you,
get anything you need from her.

She's thrown a million parties

and has an entire room
with things like centerpieces.

I'm a little bit scared of her.

You know, but maybe just don't mention
the whole queer-ceañera thing.

Why, because it's queer?

What? No, Lyn, she donates to GLAAD.

It's just the whole...

It's the vibe of the bar
that I think she wouldn't get.

You know, it's just
the kind of programming that...

Wait. Are we too janky for your mom?

No, not janky.

'Cause everything we do is on purpose.

It's a curated dive bar, Rudy.

- Everything has been...
- Look, go borrow the centerpieces, babe.

A little quality time between
my two best girls will be good.

We're not saying that Victor Villanueva

doesn't have a claim
to your mother's estate.

He definitely can make one.

But given the documented history of abuse,
the police report, the photos,

even this question of citizenship,
which is my expertise,

you and your sister are
in a pretty strong position,

especially right now
when the trend is to be

less forgiving when it comes to crimes
by undocumented people.

This would not look good for him in court.

Thank you.

Oh. Okay.

Gracias.

Mi amorcita, ay.

Discúlpame.

¿No te han ofrecido nada? ¡Estela!

¿Quieres alguna limonada? ¿Quieres un té?

- No.
- Sorry. Would you like some tea?

No, thank you. I'm good.

- Let's have a lemonade.
- Okay.

Estela!

Tráenos unas limonadas.

So tell me about this party.

Well...

We used to throw
the most elaborate affairs

when Rodolfito was a baby.

Teníamos un evento de Día de Muertos
que ni te imaginas.

Oh, wow.

Oh, I love a good party.

So tell me about yours.

It's really...

It's just a little birthday thing.

Dinner party?

No.

It's a little bigger than that,

like, 90, 100 people.

- Thank you. Gracias.
- Oh.

- That's a proper party.
- Yeah.

Estela, trae las cosas que escogí,
por favor.

And this is at your bar?

Our lounge, yes, that we own.

We've actually been getting
a lot of buzz lately.

We were featured in Litch Magazine.

I don't know if you...

I'd love to see it sometime.

I would love that.

I think it's good for a woman

to entertain herself with work
before marriage.

I really believe that.

Gracias, Estela.

I took the liberty of putting together
a set of centerpieces,

porque Rudy me dijo que
eso era lo que necesitabas.

- ¿Verdad?
- Oh, sí.

But I also want to lend you

this exquisite piece.

This punch bowl is an heirloom.

It's been in our family
from Porfirio Díaz times.

Wow. It's so gorgeous.

I couldn't, though.

It's just that this party

isn't very punch bowl-y.

But okay.

Do you know who Porfirio Díaz was?

Of course.

Just a...

...great...

Mexican hero.

If dictators are your idea of heroes.

No, no.

Some unsolicited advice...

admit when you don't know something.

Empty vessels make the most noise.

Where's Lyn?

Good question.

Marcos is queen bee in charge, though.

You'll see.

- You need something?
- No.

I should help. What can I...?

Well, we have an entanglement situation.

Sorry.

It was a rough night.

My back's blown out.

Where are you sleeping these days?

Back at Matty's.

You mean back at Zoe's.

No, just back at Matty's.

Even after she physically assaulted you,
you're back there.

- No one got assaulted.
- Why do women do that?

I don't fucking get it!

I'm sorry, but you kind of gave up
your right to get like this with me.

I'm just noticing
inconsistencies in character.

You claim to be this well-adjusted person.

When I have claimed to be well-adjusted?

You know what? You're right.

I have no right to get like this.

I'm out of line.

¿Dónde chingados is Lyn?

This has crossed from Latino time
to rude-ass-bitch time.

I'll text her.

She's not answering.

Well, then with your permission,
Miss Emma,

I'm making an executive decision.

For anyone who isn't on my guest list,
20 bucks get you in.

I'll put a queer right there
with a cashbox.

I'll keep texting her.

A ver, niñas, ayúdenme.

Why does he have to be so bossy?

Ay, cálmate.

I just, like, literally
can't do anything right.

Nothing is good enough for that woman.

Mastica, mi'ja. Don't forget to chew.

How did I forget
that bologna's kind of great?

I'm sorry, Miss Piggy.

How do I get her to like me?

How do you know she doesn't?

Papi, women, we know these things.

And that woman hates me.

And now I can't do anything
right with Rudy either.

Are you two fighting?

Sort of.

I don't know.

This morning I...

...offended him by mistake.

Nothing I do is good enough.

Mi'ja, in God's eyes,
you already are good enough.

You're perfect justo como tú eres.

Don't worry. Things are gonna work out.

They never have before.

You don't know this
because you don't know me yet,

but I don't exactly have
the best track record

when it comes to relationships.

I do know you, mi'ja.

And shoot, join the club.

Do you think your papi
has a spotless record?

Mi'ja, bad decisions run in the family.

Oh, no!

¿Qué crees?

"She is clothed in strength and dignity,

and she laughs
without fear of the future."

Proverbs 31:25.

Don't let your past define you, mujercita.

You're being tested,
but that's the beauty of a life in Christ.

Once you accept Him
as your Lord and Savior,

then you make the decision,

the very purposeful decision
to be made new

and wash it all away.

To walk the righteous path,
to pass that test.

And guess what happens then.

What?

Then you have nothing to fear.

Huh?

"Clothed in strength and dignity,

she laughs without fear of the future."

Steady in your path, Lyn, fearless, huh?

You specifically said not to.

I know she didn't show it to that puta,

but we sent out that mandante,
and she still did it.

Look, in a way, it's not bad
to start putting that out there.

That kind of awareness...

I mean, we're all in agreement
that it's a fucked-up situation.

Fuck.

Hey.

- That video...
- Shaun King reposted it.

I know.

But also, we held a vote, Mari.

Really?

You're gonna talk to me
about a pinche vote

when we're under attack as a people?

This is a collective.
You can't go toda rogue like that.

I didn't go rogue.
I posted as La Pinche Chinche.

No, you posted that shit
from all Vigilante accounts.

You were repping us.

And it worked.

Did you see how many hits we got
and hella follows?

This is why we got to act now.

We all agreed on a different strategy.

Fucking strategy.

It's puro pinche talk.

That's all we do around here, talk shit

and stand in front of a fucking bar
that's never even really...

Never even what?

Yoli, you've been my friend
for how long now?

But even more than that,
we've been homies in the struggle.

But something, it's...

it's just not the same with us,
with what we're doing.

There's real shit out there,
and it's like...

...our glasses got all fuzzy,

and we can't even see
what's right in front of us.

And I can't pretend not to see anymore.

Amiga...

...I think I'm done.

You're not done, Mari.

No, I am.

And I hope that you and me...

I mean, like, I don't want this...

Mari, cállate.
You knew you were going to get called out.

- Don't get toda...
- Yoli.

Mira, I get that you've been
going through a lot lately

with your apá passing, and I'm sorry...

No, Yoli.

This isn't about my apá.

I'm done.

Mari.

Mari.

Mari!

Have a good one.

Not today, Satanás.

- Hey, let me help you.
- No.

Juniper, what the hell happened
to your face?

It's tribal.
It's supposed to mean "growth."

But it turns out it doesn't mean anything.

Why would you tattoo your fucking face?

I know. It's getting removed.

Look, Lyn,
there's so much that I want to tell you.

Like what?

Well, like, when we broke up,

I went through
this whole existential thing.

Oh, I saw your existential thing...

blonde and 5'11".

What are you even doing here, Juniper?

Well, it's like I said
in all my texts, babe.

I need you back.

I made so many mistakes,

and the biggest one was how we left it.

Yeah, you broke up with me,

like, a day after my mom died,
you asshole.

I know. Hey, hey, I know.

I know, and that was
one of my biggest mistakes.

Look, I was in Joshua Tree,
tripping on frog venom...

...and I realized you're the one.

Juniper, you know what?

I have no time for Coachella bros
with a savior complex.

Thank you, next.

Do not follow me.

Oh, and I wouldn't walk around here
with that thing on your face.

I won't be responsible
for you getting jumped

because you're an appropriating gringo.

Good-bye, Juniper.

I don't know. I think that it's just gonna
be so much fun.

Yeah, you should wear that.

No, I can't.

- Why?
- I was trying to eat my food.

- Ay, por fin llegas.
- Hey.

Where were you?

Curly brought your outfit.
You want to see it?

I do.

- Hey, Marcos.
- Huh?

When you said you wanted
to wrap the place in tulle, I didn't...

Isn't it dreamy?

And wait, we're not even done.

What else are you gonna throw on this?

Curly, show her.

These are the centerpieces.

- Do you love it?
- You love it, right?

She loves it.

I just got centerpieces.

Okay.

- Has Emma seen any of this?
- Sort of.

She was looking for you earlier.

Okay, I better go explain.

Oh, I'll see you inside so we
can set up the hookah lounge.

- The what?
- The hookah lounge. We talked about it.

Okay.

Hey, so what are your thoughts
about what's going on out there?

Like, edge of tacky but cute
or full-on trashy?

I just wanted Marcos to have
the birthday of his dreams,

but maybe I should have supervised
more closely.

Oh, everything is donated.

So we must have spent, like,
a total of 50 bucks.

No harm done there.

By the way, do you know
who "Profiterole" Díaz is?

I know who Porfirio Díaz is,

who ruled Mexico for 30 years.

That dude.

Well, this was basically
his personal punch bowl,

or at least that's what
Rudy's mom wants me to believe.

Why would she even lend it to me?

- Just to fuck with me.
- I don't know.

I guess I'll put it
in the "make your own recuerdos" table

and out of harm's way.

Lyn, I was hoping we could talk.

I know, I know, indoor hookah, gross.

I'm going to tell Marcos
that we can't do it

because the bar's actually
gonna be open to the public.

But I think what he really wants is
just pillows everywhere.

So I'm gonna do a hookah-less
hookah lounge on the stage.

I saw a lawyer today about Victor.

God, you are so paranoid.

It's just a precaution,

a backup plan in case
he comes after the building

now that the deed is in our name.

He's not.

He's not going to come after anything.

You don't know him. He wouldn't.

No, I don't, but I'm gonna be
one step ahead in case he would.

Look, let's not...

The lawyer showed me something.

She found a police report

with photos of Vidalia when he would...

Emma.

- No. Emma.
- They're horrible.

The fact that he's even capable
of something like this...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, but I don't want to see them.

Emma.

I love you.

And I love that we actually
have a relationship, like, so much.

Lyn, he hit her, bad.

And I'm not denying that.

Neither would he.

Papi's actually been very honest with me
about his past.

I don't doubt what's in those pictures.

But that was him then.

He's a different man now.

He's been delivered.

Oh, you talk Christian now?

Emma, I'm so sorry
that you had to see her like that.

I am.

I bet those pictures are horrible,
just like you say.

But I don't need to see them.

I'm starting from scratch with him,
and I need you to let me.

Please.

This whole thing is a second chance for me
to set my life right.

"Clothed in dignity,"

I'm steady in my path.

Fearless.

I just want to be able to get to know him
without having those images in my head.

I promise you, I won't push him on you.

I won't bring him here.

Just let me be steady in my path.

Please, Emma.

All right, Lyn. You be steady.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I don't know why we didn't
do this yesterday.

Mama, you got to try this on already.

Y si no te queda, I have a friend
who can do alterations real quick.

Chambelana fierceness, girl.

What does this have to do
with chambelanes?

It has the cositas on the shoulder
like chambelanes...

Pero, you know, sexy.

I'm actually trying to move away
from this level of sexy.

Ay, pero why?

You're my quince court.
You can't not slay.

How are we not slaying for you?

Ay, there's glitter everywhere.

- Nico, vente. Vente.
- Oh, okay, okay.

Okay.

Chambelana, come on.

A ver, manitas, manitas.

I want this to be
an experience of connectivity,

my found family...

Oh, shit, Marcos, I forgot to tell you,

we have a hard out at 11:00
because of noise ordinances.

Everyone is gonna have to come inside
with the paying patrons.

Don't worry, las jotas will comply.

Okay.

But first, I want to say thank you, Lyn,
for this beautiful party.

Oh, baby, I love you. You're so welcome.

I think people are waiting
for something to start.

Prayer huddle.

No. No, Emma, join us, please.

Vente.

I have to thank you, too,
for allowing this quince to happen.

It's a rite of passage
that little Marquitos would only dream of.

But tonight lo reclamo...

...in communion.

- Oh, wow.
- Where the fuck did that come from?

En nombre de Oshun, de la Guadalupana,

de Santa Selena, and Jenny from the Block.

Amén.

I'm on hostess duty tonight.

So...

Emma, what are you doing?

No bar staff on drugs.

I had no intention, by the way.

Tonight I'm going
to "go steady in my path"

and fearlessly partake
in not giving a shit.

Damn, girl, get loose.

That was a lot.

- It's okay, I'm good.
- All right.

Well, I hope you're ready
for some serious dehydration

and an existential crisis.

¡A perrear, perras, a perrear!

Emma...

I say this with love,

but you, like everybody here,

are very, very high,
and that's very, very annoying.

- Okay.
- Announcement.

I am decolonizing my name.

I am decolonizing my gender.

On this night, I become the spectrum.

The prince of flowers, song, and dance.

On this night...

...you may call me Xochipilli.

Fuck patriarchal colonialism!

Yes!

Thank you.

It's 10:45,
and this party's already turning.

We keep going the way of "ratchetness."

I think I'm pregnant.

Okay.

Wait.

Emma, like, for real, for real
or, like, mushrooms for real?

Because I'm pretty sure
Nico can't get you pregnant.

Like, for real, for real.

Like...

...Xochipilli for real.

Is that even real after tonight, though?

It's as real as this table...

As real as these poppers.

- These guys.
- Oh, my...

- As real...
- Em!

...as this punch bowl.

Okay, Emma.

It's time for you to drink some water
and go to bed, okay?

I mean, what's happening inside me

is just a collection of cells...

...cells that can easily be not real.

Like this hideous bowl

holding all of these things

- is so very real.
- Emma. Oh, my God.

But...

...in one second...

...this hideous bowl...

...is no longer real.

"Profiterole" Díaz.

- You did this on purpose.
- Oh, my God.

You know what, Emma?

If you're so mad about papi,
I wish you'd just have it out with me

instead of throwing
this passive-aggressive tantrum.

Do you have any idea
what's gonna happen to me

when monster-in-law finds
what I did to her stupid punch bowl?

- I'm so sorry. I'll put it together.
- No, Emma. Emma.

Get the fuck away, Emma!

If you want to make yourself useful,
go tell everyone to get the fuck inside

while I deal with this.

- You're really angry.
- Yes, I am.

Now go.

Okay.

Everyone, could we...

Everyone, could we
go inside the bar, please?

No.

Oh, don't be like that.

Juniper, you don't want
to fuck with me right now.

I kind of do.

Are you...?

You're high as fuck, aren't you?

Somebody had some really nice...

I don't know what it was, but I smoked it.

It's an unexpected group
of folks you gathered here.

Really nice, though.

I had this great conversation
with someone about courtesy bottoms...

You know what? I can't even look at you
with that thing on your face.

I told you, it's getting removed.

You know what's dope about being here?

Is the whole time we were dating, I never
once got to meet any of your friends.

It's so nice to see your vibe,
like, the "real you" vibe.

This isn't the "real me" vibe.

This is just what
my friend wanted for his party.

Right, you threw him
this badass parking-lot party.

You know what, Juniper?
I will not be judged by you.

You have misspelled hieroglyphics
all over your face.

Okay, look, all I'm saying is it's awesome

to see you in your element,
you know, with colorful people,

having an uninhibited,
loosey-goosey good time.

This is not...

I'm not...

...uninhibited or loose.

I'm not.

Are you processing?

We always liked to make love
when we were processing.

I miss you, babe.

Can we just do, like, a rewind and go back

to where we left off,
like, everything like it was?

We can do your goddess lotion thing,

the jewelry store.

I'll give you the credit cards back.

I just want to make
whatever you want happen.

When you broke up with me...

...I was like...

..."Shit."

What am I gonna do?"

But then I snapped the fuck out of it.

And I got right with myself...

...and with my family.

I found a boyfriend
who makes me want to be an actual adult.

And I got serious about this place,
about our bar.

Yeah, I know, babe.

I love seeing your whole thing.

Juniper, I'm building something here,

something important.

And you showing up here like this...

You know what it was?

It was a test.

A test that I just passed.

And you want to know why?

Because I am clothed

in strength and dignity, motherfucker.

And I'm steady as fuck.

I'm gonna go get a broom.

And you should be gone
by the time I come back.

Labia Major.

That's Kermit's Collar.

Yeah, look, right there.

I don't know if NASA recognizes that one.

We used to make our own constellations.

Me and Lyn.

We'd just come up here and just...

She was so good at it.

Just...

She's so mad at me.

We shouldn't.

Maybe let's...

Maybe let's chill.

I want you in my mouth.

Emma.

You're gonna hate yourself
tomorrow for this.

And I'm gonna hate that I didn't...

That I let it happen.

Because...

...you're not yourself
right now, baby girl.

Emma.

Hey.

Oh, fuck.