All language subtitles for Jane.the.Virgin.S03E01.720p.WEB-DL.2CH.x265.HEVC-PSA

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Finally! Welcome back.

Let's review, shall we?

This is Jane.

You'll recall she was
accidentally inseminated

by Rafael's sperm.

This is their baby, Mateo.

Adorable, right?

And this is
Detective Michael Cordero Jr.

And after a lot
of back and forth

and back again, well,

Jane and Michael
finally got married.

I pronounce you
husband and wife.

And I may be biased,

but can I just say--
best wedding ever.

I mean, this
is everything, right?

And it was thrown
by Jane's father,

international telenovela star

Rogelio de la Vega.

This is Jane's mother,

Xiomara and, man,

Rogelio loved her.

But alas,

he wanted kids,
and she didn't,

and so they broke up.

And in a moment of weakness,

Xo slept with
his nemesis, Esteban.

And, well, this happened.
ESTEBAN BOBBLEHEAD:
I warned you.

I told you I bust out
of condoms.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
I know!

Straight out of
a telenovela, right?

Well, imagine this.

Rafael also had twins with
his ex-wife, Petra.

Oh, this is Petra.

And this is Petra's
twin sister, Anezka.

And, well...

this happened.
(gasps)

And poor Petra ended up...

And then Anezka moved in
on Rafael.

I know,
cray cray, right?

Even crazier?

This is Rafael's sister, Luisa.

She used to date Rose,
otherwise known as

the criminal Sin Rostro.

But now she was dating
Michael's partner,

Susanna, or she thought
she was.

And, friends, this

is the hard part.

See, Jane and Michael
were about to have sex.

But then...
Don't go anywhere.

I won't.
...he ran into Susanna.

And suddenly realized...
You're the mole,
you've been leading us

to Mutter this whole time

Why?
Who are you working for?

(gasps)

Now, come on.

It's time to go.

Which, friends,

I'm afraid is where
we left off.

For as long as
anyone can remember,

Jane Gloriana Villanueva

believed in
the epic love story.

You know, two people
destined for each other

overcoming obstacles

before finally finding
their way

into one another's arms.

That's right,
the stuff of romance novels.

So her very first
book reading...

well, it was a very big deal.

"And though she vowed she
would never love a soldier,

"even though she knew

"he was going to leave for Paris

"at the end of the month,

Noelle let herself fall."

(applause)

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And our Jane...

well, she came prepared.

What's that?
A list.

So I don't forget a main point.

LAYLA: Now I'm happy
to answer any questions.

Yes.

I would like to know why
Noelle and Jean Luc

don't get together at the end.

Well, love
doesn't always work out.

Yeah, in real life.

But this is a romance novel.

In a romance novel they get
a happily ever after.

Not happily until
a mortar shell explodes

just when Jean Luc's finally
coming home from the war.

All right, you made your point,
sit down.

LAYLA: Some romances
don't end happily.

Think of Romeo and Juliet.

But that's one of
Shakespeare's tragedies.

Everyone knows in
tragedies they end up dead,

in comedies they end up happy,

and in romance novels
they end up together.

Well, sometimes you need
to subvert the ending

for the element of surprise.

Great, fine, but then
don't call it

a romance novel,
call it fiction.

XIOMARA:
I'm sorry,

she was really upset
when she finished the book.

JANE:
But of course I was.

There are rules to the genre.

Go to the RWA website.

All over it,

it says you need an HEA.

WOMAN:
I mean,

I was disappointed too.

I felt empty for days.

You know, she really
might be too young

for this type of event.

I told you to keep it together.

It was spur of the moment.

You had a list.

Not so spur of the moment.

But, anyway, you...
you made some good points

about genre or whatever.

Well, I learned a lesson.

From now on, I'm reading

the ending of books first
so I can be prepared

for whatever happens.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Which actually raises

an interesting question--

how does knowing the end

affect the journey?

Because some of you know
how this is going to end.

Michael?

Michael?

Michael?

(gasps)

Oh, my God, Michael!

Michael! Help!

Somebody help!

I should remind you
that I did say

that Michael would love Jane

until his dying breath.

Okay, you're breathing.

Thank God.

Help! Somebody help please!

(crying):
Okay.

Stay with me, baby.

Stay with me please.
Stay with me...

LATIN LOVE NARRATOR:
Which brings us here.

Now...

Any updates?
No.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Unfortunately, friends,

there was no way for Jane
to prepare for this.

JANE:
Oh, I can't take this waiting.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
It's torture.

He's gonna be okay, hon.

You don't know that.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Which is true

because she couldn't skip ahead
to the ending.

And we can't either.

So instead, let's flip back...

(pages turning)

...to earlier
in our epic romance.

(pages flipping quickly)

Oops, that's a little too far.

Ah, here we are.

You're seriously not
gonna help at all?

The morning after
Jane's 21st birthday

was somewhat less festive
than the night before.

Nope.

For Xo at least.

What?

We agreed that cleanup
was part of your punishment

for last night's behavior.
(phone chimes)

Oh!

The cop wants to
see me again tonight.

Wow.

And I really booted
on his shoes?

Twice.

(giggles)

I swear, it's like we
already have private jokes.

I mean, they're all
about you so far, but still.

Ha-ha.

I just can't picture you
with a cop.

I know, but, I'm
telling you, Ma,

that kiss, it was...

magic.

(car pulling up in distance)

Oh, my God.

Sam just pulled up.

Sam?
Yes, Sam!

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
I know what you're thinking,

who the hell is Sam?
Oh, my God, he's coming.

(car door closes)
Am I too gross?

Do I smell?
Y-you're good, you're good.

Okay, but you're not,
so stay away from him.
(doorbell rings)

Go on, open the door
and act like you haven't been

obsessively crushing on him
for two years.

17 months.
(scoffs)

(seductive music plays)

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Well, hello, Sam.

Oh, hey.
(chuckles)

Wanted to drop something off.

Is now an okay time?

Yeah, totally.

(Jane inhales)

Actually, let's, um,
sit outside.

(door closes)
LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: So now
might be a good time to mention

that Jane had been in
a love triangle once before.

I'm sorry I couldn't
make it last night, I...

was trying to bang
out that Chaucer paper,

and then, before I knew it,
it was 2:00 in the morning.

Oh. So not a big deal.
No, I...

I wanted to come.
LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Of course,

you already know
how this one ends.

But still,

the journey's worth it,
trust me.

Anyway,

happy birthday.

Thank you.

Antarctica.

Huh?

That's where Bernadette went.

I know how you like
to know the ending.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Yeah, you're gonna want to

back off that smile,
just a little.

Thank you, I can't wait
to read it.
Before tonight?

Maria Semple is doing a reading.
Come with me.

Like a date?
I'd love to.

Or is it not a date?

Like, um... like just
the two of us?

I hope not, for
Maria Semple's sake.

Oh.
(laughs loudly)

Not that funny.

(chuckles softly)

Um...

I just meant, like,
did you want to pick me up,

or should we just meet there?
No.

I'll pick you up at 7:00.

And if you want to
know how it's gonna end,

I'm gonna try and kiss you.

You won't have to try that hard.
(soft chuckle)

(door opens)

(humming)

Oh, my God,
Sam just asked me out!

No!
Yes, for tonight!

What about the cop?
What cop?

Oh.

You're here for Michael Cordero?

I'm Dr. Lewis and
I'm part of the trauma team.

Right now he's in
critical condition.

The bullet missed his
heart, but it transected

some major pulmonary vessels.

There's a lot of bleeding in
his chest, we're still trying

to stabilize him.

But is he, um...

will he be all right?

Honestly, we don't know yet.

You're his wife?

Yes, I am.

Here.

You should hold on to this.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
You know,

if this were a romance novel,

right about now I'd need
to put the book down

and take a break.

LATIN LOVE NARRATOR:
Ah, yes, we were imagining

this was a romance novel.

Either way, here we are.
(pages turning)

So sorry to bug you, but the
doctor just gave us an update,

and I think I was in shock,

and I didn't ask anything.

But now I'm prepared,
so I was wondering

if I can talk to a doctor,
any doctor?

It doesn't even have to be
one of your good ones.

Let me see if I
can find someone.

Thank you so much.

Oh, Patricia, hi.

How is he?

Any update?

No, not since we talked.

We just have to have faith.

Well, I don't know about faith.

What we need is information.

Mrs. Cordero?

Yes.
Yes.

Um, this is
Dr. Sterling.

He's familiar
with Mr. Cordero's case.

I heard you have
some questions.

Good. Yes. I need to know
what his condition is.

Exactly.

Go on. You have your list.

No, it's fine.
...friend
who's a surgeon,

and he said
to ask specifically...

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
I'm with Alba.

You need to have faith.

In fact, in many ways,

this is a story about faith...
I don't know.

...faith that the past
will have some connection

to the present.
It's only a little white lie.

No one gets hurt.
Michael will never know.

(door opens)

JANE:
Welcome back, Abuela.

Hi, Ma.

This looks like a real gun!
(screaming)

Uh, champagne cork
from the big birthday bash.

(scoffs)
Hi, Abuela.

Mwah.

So, Ma, ever since
Jane turned 21,

she's been juggling men
like crazy.

I met someone
sweet last night,

and then Sam
asked me out.

Less shocked.

17 months, people.

But, yes,
I know.

Finally,
the whole dance is over.

Okay, it was more like
a solo, but, still.

You know, I stuck with him
while he dated Kelly

and hung in
through the whole Julia fiasco.

And now, finally, finally...

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
I'm gonna be honest, friends.

She saw the HEA.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
it's a beautiful story.

Hopefully we'll tell it
at your wedding.

But just to keep
your options open,

tell the other guy
you're sick.

It's harmless.

Who are you gonna take dating
advice from, me or Abuela?

(groans softly)

(chuckles)

Sorry, Abuela.

Uh-uh. Less detail.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
All right, now let's skip
ahead, shall we?

(laughing)

Oh, this is
a really funny moment.

Oh, my God, that's the funniest
story I've ever heard!

Actually, sorry,
it's not relevant to the story.

Let's keep moving.

(doorbell rings)
Okay, here we are,
later that night.

Have fun.
I will.

I won't.

(crickets chirping)

¶ ¶

Thank you.

(engine starts)

(siren wailing)

Uh, what'd I do?

I don't know.
You weren't speeding.

License and
registration.

Uh, sure.

What did he do?

Illegal U-turn.

Oh, wow, I'm sorry.

Ma'am, I'm going
to have to ask you

to step out of the vehicle.

What?
Excuse me?

Ma'am, please.
Uh, no, no.

You don't have to do that.
JANE:
It's fine.

I know him.

I'll be right back.

Okay. What's going on?
That's what I'd like to know.

Are you stalking me?
No, I'm not
stalking you.

I happened to be
dropping by your house

to bring you some soup
'cause you said you were sick.

I made it myself.

It's an old
family recipe.

Anyway, then you left
your house, clearly not sick,

and I happened to see you
get in the car,

which then engaged in some
illegal activity.

He made a U-turn
on an empty street.

An illegal U-turn.
Hey, is everything
okay back there?

Sir, please keep your head
inside the vehicle.

Anyway, here's your soup.

Thank you.

Have a good night.

Is there anything that I can do?

JANE:
No.

Just keep Mateo safe.

Of course.

There are cops
all over the hotel;

they've assured me
it's completely secured.

Any leads?

I don't think so.

But they will figure out
who did this.

Yeah. Bye.

So, unfortunately,
the security footage

in that hallway
was wiped out.

What?

Speaks to pretty
sophisticated shooter.

Or someone familiar
with the hotel systems.

You said you were here
last night?

Yes.

Alone?

(tribal drumming plays)

(gasps)

No.

I was with
my ex-wife, Petra.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
To clarify,

he thought it was
his ex-wife Petra.

In fact, it was...

(Czech accent):
Sorry, Mother,
I couldn't get to a phone.

Rafael didn't think I should be
alone last night.

He was being very... sweet.
(giggles)

Did you have sex with him?

No.

(giggles)

You did.

Well... maybe.
(giggles)

Petra, your laugh...

You do not laugh like that.

You are not an idiot.

I need you to stay focused.

When did you freeze the chicken?

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Let me help here,

because they're talking
in code.

At 10:00.

MAGDA:
Okay.

So you have to get back
to baste the chicken

in six hours.

I know, I know. Don't worry.

But you know,

I was, I was thinking, Mother,

m-maybe we don't have to do
Rafael part of plan.

We are doing the side dish,

you hloupy osel.

(knocking at door)

(Petra's accent):
Hold on, Mother.

Hi again, Mrs. Solano.

Just wanted
to let you know

that Mr. Solano confirmed
your alibi.

Oh. Good.

What did he say exactly?

That you were together.

Yeah, I know, but I-I mean,

did, did he seem happy
about it or...

Ma'am?
Never mind.

Is that all?

No, actually.

We thought you could help us

take a look at
some security footage.

See if anything looks unusual.

We need to review
the hour before the shooting.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
An hour.

She can spare an hour.

From ten
different cameras.

Oh.

Wow, that's, uh...

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Ten hours, you silly donkey.

Um...

(clears throat)
Sorry, I just, uh,

I didn't realize it was going
to take so much time.

You know what?

I should really
visit my sister

before I buckle in here.

Excuse me?

Oh, she's in the hospital.

(whispering):
A stroke.

Oh.
Triggered by
a severe seizure.

And, uh,
now she's unable to move.

It's called
"locked-in syndrome."

Jeez, that's terrible.
I know.

Awful.

Unfortunately, this
investigation is time-sensitive,

so we should look
at the tapes first.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Oh, good.

Maybe the chicken will defrost.

Which brings us here,

to our poor, frozen chicken.

For company.

Reports indicate
that the officer shot,

Michael Cordero,

was taken
to St. Ignatius Hospital,

where he remains in critical
condition. The shooter...

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Suddenly, Petra felt
a tiny bit of hope,

knowing that Jane was probably
in this very same hospital.

If only she could move.

Or speak.
Or twitch.

...and I know we're all wishing
Detective Cordero well.

Now, onto sports...

(TV shuts off)

He had a concussion

when he was seven.

Oh, oh, yeah, I left it blank.
I was gonna ask you.

Why don't I just do it?

Oh, I don't mind.

It has to be right;
I know more information.

Plus, it'll give me
something to do.

¶ ¶

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And friends, that's when

Rogelio saw something
that terrified him.

Two civilians, 0800 hours,

clearly engaged in...

Hey, guys.

Oh, wow.
Uh, yes.

It's me.

I-I understand
you wanted a picture,

but I have to ask you
to treasure it privately

and not tweet it out.

Why not?

Well, it's a long story.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Here's the short version.

REPORTER 2:
It all began

when international
telenovela star

Rogelio de la Vega

retweeted an Amber Alert

that his grandchild
was kidnapped.

Please.
I'll do anything.

Yeah?

For reals?

For reals.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Okay, where were we?

Ah, yes. Waiting.

Still waiting.

I don't know how you can eat
at a time like this.

I just, uh...

Sorry.

PATRICIA:
Oh, don't be dramatic.

Just eat it.

Listen, we're all upset, okay?

Don't take it out on Jane.

I'm not taking it
out on Jane.
Mom, it's fine.

Let's just go outside
for a minute.

Please?

I'm sorry, but she's being
so rude to you.

She's just scared.

And th-- and this
is how she copes.

But...
Mom.
You're not helping.

Just... take a little walk

and cool off, okay, please?

(exhales)
XIOMARA:
So this is my fault?

Kind of.

You told me to lie.

Oh, stop.

Sam will get over it

if he's your happily
ever after or whatever.

Maybe.

What?
I don't know.

It was a weird date.

And I don't know if it was weird

because there was
17 months of buildup,

or because of that cop
and his stupid soup.

Oh...

(laughs)
What?

You like the cop.
No.

No, I don't.

Mm-hmm.
I mean, he's kind of
stalkerish, right?

And his choices in music
are way off.

And he's a cat person.

His profile picture
is him with his cat.

Weird, right?

You are on his Facebook page.

I know.

It's just...
this stupid soup is so good.

(laughs)

Fakes left.
He goes right!

Oh!
(laughs)

(groans)
Game over!
An unprecedented third

consecutive
trash ball championship!

Oh, you got
so lucky.
Lucky?

Three championships
is not lucky, my friend.

Whoop.. oh!
Michael...

Hi.

Three championships.
Yeah. Four,

and I get to wear
a crown around the station.

Apology cubano.

I didn't make it,
but still...

I obviously didn't
have a cold,

and I shouldn't have
lied about it.

But I was wondering
if we can go back

to the other night.

I-I mean, not when
I shot your gun,

but... how we felt
when we kissed.

ARMSTRONG:
You kissed
while on duty?

No.
It wasn't until
hours later.

You were at her house
for hours?

My office, Cordero.

I'm so sorry. I didn't mean
to get you in trouble.

No, it's fine,
I just obviously

didn't put the kiss
in the report.

Might have spiced up
the report.

So, before we were
interrupted,

you were saying
something about

trying this again.
I would like that.

Me, too.
And no more lies.
Total honesty.

Perfect.
Which is why
I want you to know

that I'm also going to be

exploring my
relationship with Sam.

What?
The guy that you
pulled over.

It's just, I've been in love
with him for 17 months.

I mean, not in love
with him, just, like,

super into him, and
he finally asked me out.

You gotta be kidding me.

I'm just trying
to be honest.

Okay, let me be honest.
I'm not interested

in being in a love triangle
with you and Sam.

It's not a love triangle.
I hardly know you.

Exactly. I don't even know
if I like you.

Well, then, why did you
bring me soup?

I don't know.
I wish I didn't.

You know what?
Have a nice life

with Sam, the lawbreaker.

Well, you have a good life
with your cat!

How do you know
about my cat?

Your profile picture,
weirdo.
That's 'cause
she just died.

Thanks for bringing
that up, jackass!

Okay, sorry about
your cat,

but you don't have to
call me a jackass, dick!

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And, friends, in that moment,

Jane truly thought
she'd never see Michael again.

WOMAN (over P.A. system):
Dr. Davis, telephone, please.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Which is obviously
not what happened.

(elevator bell dings)

(exhales sharply, sobbing)

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Okay, so, here we are.

So close...

Hey, again, just
checking your vitals.

Everything looks the same.

But... here's a call
button just in case.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
...and yet so far.

At least for two hours
and 23 minutes.

If I might say, you seem
a little nervous, ma'am.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Well, she did have
a ticking cluck.

(chicken clucking)

No, not nervous.
(sighs)

I just need
to use the restroom.

I'll be right back.

Heard they found a trail
of white powder in the hallway.

They're running tests.

Yep. You know,
if it's cocaine,

this could be some
kind of drug thing.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Uh-oh, friends,
I believe Anezka,

like her sister,
is locked in.

Hmm. That's suspicious.

Come on!

Also rather suspicious...

Hey.
Oh, yeah.

What?

Sorry.
You scared me.

I'm just getting
some air.

Yeah, me, too.

Rogelio.
What?

Let me get a sip
of your coffee.

No. No, no!

No, no.
Wh...

Is that urine?

No.

Yes.

I made a deal
to give my pee

to two tweakers so they
could pass a drug test.

In exchange, they agreed
not to tweet pictures

of me at the hospital.

I'm pretty sure
that's illegal.
I don't care.

A tweet from me almost
ruined Jane's life last year.

I'm not going to
let that happen again.

I have to do something
for her.

And for Michael.

Oh, Ro...

Sorry... sorry...

it's... it's just...

you know how I always say
he's my best friend?

Well, I mean it.

So, you got it?

I just need a little
more time to hydrate.

Please. I promise,
you'll get what you need.

20 minutes.

I'll do it.

I want to help, too.

So I'll pee
in a damn cup.

Great. Perfect.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And that's when she remembered

she'd recently peed
on a damn stick.

Actually,
forget it, um...

I'm a woman, so...

They can't tell gender.
Yes, they can.

No, they can't.
Yes, they can.

They can't.
Sometimes they can!

Like... when you're
pregnant, for instance.

Pregnant?

It's Esteban's.

Hey. I'm sorry
about my mom.

Well, hopefully she got
ahold of herself.

Hi.

So the good news is
that he's stabilized.

Oh...
We were able to
get him into imaging,

and the CT scan showed that
he had an aortic dissection,

which we can
manage medically.

Okay, good.
That's good.

But the problem is

the bullet passed
through the chest cavity,

and landed near his spine.

Right now there is
considerable swelling.

W-What does that mean?

Well, there are
two options.

Neither's perfect.

We can take
a wait-and-see approach,

treat him with steroids,
see if it works.

But if it doesn't,
he risks loss of function.

Possibly from the waist down.

Or we could try
to operate,

to clear the bone fragments
and relieve the pressure

on his spinal cord.

This offers slightly better
odds on the paralysis front,

but he's in critical condition,

and surgery comes
with real risks.

Then no, we're
not doing it.

You can take some time
to discuss it.

I'm sure.

You're his wife,
so, technically,

it's your decision.

I-I'd like a few minutes
to think about it.

You want to risk his life,
after all this?

I-I don't know, I thought
that we should talk.

I... need to talk
to his father.

I know he's close
and I'm pretty sure

he'll agree with me.

I think...

that this wasn't
supposed to happen.

We talked about who
would take out the trash

and when we would have
another baby,

not what I should do
of there was a bullet

near his spine.

I don't know what
the right answer is.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And, friends,

that's when Jane remembered
this moment.

(doorbell rings)

Which, of course,
is where we left off.

What are you doing here?

Well, firstly,

I wanted to apologize

for calling you
a jackass.

And I thought about it,

and who cares about Sam?

Sam can come on our dates
if you want him to.

Michael, stop.

It's fine. Just go.

Seriously.

We had one good night,
and I was wasted.

And our sober interactions
have been pretty terrible.

If you really mean that--

if you really want me
to walk away--

say the words...
I will.

Walk away.

No.

What are you doing?

We had something.

That kiss was magic.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
There's that word again.

The magic of tequila.

Let me kiss you again.
Sober.

Why won't you give up?

Because I'm a fighter.

You should know that
about me.

I'm a fighter.

He'd want the surgery.

Yes, that's what
his father said, too.

I'm just so scared.

Me, too.

So you just have a few minutes
while the O.R.'s being prepped.

(monitor beeping)

Hi.

So you're about
to have surgery.

But I'm not gonna
say good-bye,

because this is not
the end of our story.

Do you hear me, Michael?

You're gonna wake up,
and you're gonna be okay.

And we're gonna move
into our new house.

And we're gonna live there
until we outgrow it.

Because I'll be pregnant...

with our third kid,

because we landed on three
the other night--

three kids total.

Which will seem overwhelming,

but Mateo's such
a big help.

Oh, and we're gonna go
to the mountains.

We're gonna take 'em
to the mountains

because we always wanted
to be in the snow.

(kids laughing)

And then we'll go every year.

And-And that trip will become
a tradition.

We're huge on family traditions,
by the way.

Christmas, Easter,

Sunday night family dinners.

And even when the kids move out
and have families of their own,

they'll always come back
for Sunday night dinners.

Mateo?

Partly because
they want to see us,

but partly because
you're such a great griller.

(sniffles)
You're a really

great griller, Michael.

And we're gonna be
that old couple

that sit on the front porch.

reminiscing,
arguing over details.

I thought it was
a broken taillight.

No, it was
an illegal U-turn.

And we'll get a stupid cat,

'cause, yes,

you convinced me to get one.

And we're gonna be happy,
Michael.

We're gonna be happy.

Okay, it's time.

Mm-hmm.
(sniffles)

(indistinct announcement
over intercom)

We wanted to come.

For support.

(garbled radio transmission)

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
At this moment,
I should mention

that Michael and Petra's
fates are linked.

I just don't understand.

You know these doors
lock automatically.

Yeah, well, uh...

At least, Petra knew.

...I'm upset.

And I, I know

Michael was shot
and everyone's scared.

But my sister had a stroke.

And now she's lying there
in some hospital bed

all by herself
and she must be so scared

and I just want to see her.

I need to see her.

Of course you do.

(sighs)
I'm sorry.

With everything going on

with Michael, I, I...

Look, just, I'll look
through the security footage.

Let her go to the hospital.

I don't know.

She's been acting
pretty suspicious.

Well, you know
she was with me last night.

So she's not a suspect.

Unless you want me to get
my lawyers involved?

(praying in Spanish)

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Yes!

Petra, go!
Move!

DENNIS (over radio):
No update.

Cordero's still in surgery.

So, you can go now.
No problem

for me to stay
with you, ma'am.

Hello, Anezka.

PATRICIA:
Can I have half?

(garbled radio transmission)

¶ ¶

The surgery went well.

(sighs of relief)
We got the bullet fragments

and he's already showing signs

of movement in his lower body.

(laughing)
(applause)

(radio crackles)

DENNIS:
Cordero's out of surgery.

Doing good.

Copy that.
Great news.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
I did say their fates
were linked.

You're okay?

(laughing):
You're really okay.

(sniffling)

Wait, who are you?

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
No! Not amnesia!

I'm just kidding.

Oh, my God!
Oh, my God, I hate you!

I love you, I love you.

I love you so much.

(sniffles)

Oh...
(gasps)

(laughs)

So?
Mm-hmm?

What's this about you

promising me a cat
if I woke up?

You heard?
Nah.

The nurse told me.

But I'm psyched.

Yeah, you're not
really getting one.
What?

You're gonna go back
on a deathbed promise?
Come on!

Are you serious?
Yeah, definitely.

I want my cat.

Faith M. Whiskers... III.

(laughs)

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Remember, I did say

this was a story about Faith.

Actually, screw the rules.

Let's jump ahead
for real this time.

You got to see this cat.

She's so freakin' adorable.

We'll talk about it later.

There's nothing to talk about.
I'm getting my cat.

Ah, if this were only
a romance novel.

We could end here

and they'd get their HEA.

(knocking)

But, alas, this isn't
a romance novel.

So, listen,
I don't want to interrupt,

but we should really talk
now that you're up,

in case you remember anything
about the shooting.

MICHAEL:
Absolutely.

I remember everything.

It's a telenovela, remember?

It was my partner.

Susanna Barnett.

And we're right smack
in the middle.

And I just think
if I move my sister here,

then I-I'll be able to...

Keep her paralyzed?

...take care of her.

Talk to her
so she won't be so lonely.

That sounds like
a great idea.

Thank you.

Well, for everything.

Without you, I would've...

broken down.

Today.

Last night.

Yeah, um, I actually wanted

to talk to you
about last night.

You don't regret it,
do you?

No.

Because I always
wondered if,

uh, you know, that
thing that we had,

if it was still there.

You know?

And it just wasn't.

What?

I'm sorry.

I just, I want to be honest.

You've told me
to be honest.

But things just felt different.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Because it wasn't Petra!

So I'm glad that it happened.

Because now we can move on
to being friends.

Because romantically,

I just don't want
to go there again.

Forget what I say earlier,
Mother.

Rafael part of plan is on, too.

Yeah, no, right...

Well, that's what I mean.

Let's fry the onion rings.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Ooh, I don't like
the sound of that.

Hey, thanks again, Erik.

Or that.

I'm sorry, what
did you call me?

You're Erik Estrada, right?

Yeah, from CHiPs.

You thought I was Erik Estrada?

That guy's,
like, 100.

(gasps)
Oh, my God!

Dude, calm down.
I will not calm down!

There are, like,
cops everywhere, man.
Good.

You should be arrested.

I gave you guys my urine!

And then you make this egregious
racial and generational

mistake!

I hope you
rot in jail.

Did I hear something
about a urine exchange?

Thank you for your help.

A day like this,

it just puts things
in perspective.

So I wanted to say

on the other note,

that, of course,
I'll stand by you

and the baby.
Rogelio.

Stop.

I'm not having the baby.

I didn't want to
have a baby with you,

who I love so much.
(sighs)

I'm not having
a baby with Esteban.

Well, that's your choice.

Either way, I'm here, okay?

Thank you.

I appreciate that.

Yeah.

Ready to go?

Yes, sir.

I'll see you at the
station in an hour.

You better not be back
to work tomorrow, Cordero.

MICHAEL:
We'll see.

I don't want him
to go back at all.

Me, neither.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
But that's a problem
for the future.

And we're not there, yet.

We're here.

So, tox came back.

It wasn't cocaine
in the hallway.

It was actually
powdered sugar.

Powdered sugar?

Like, from donuts?

A-Anyway, who cares?

It means it was
a dead end.

Unless you know a murderous,
powdered-donut-eating criminal.

You saved these from your
psychopath ex-girlfriend?!

Okay, first of all,
she's not a psychopath.

She's a sociopath.

(screams)

I do know one.

Sin Rostro?
But she's dead.

Or someone who was made
to look like her is dead.

You have to run a print on A2.

LUISA:
Where am I?

What's going on?

All in good time.

Just know...

we're going to get
our happily ever after.

I promise.

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