All language subtitles for Jane.the.Virgin.S03E20.720p.WEB-DL.2CH.x265.HEVC-PSA

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Ah, friends, we've had
our highs and lows.

Jane married, but then,
of course, Michael died.

And three years later,

she was still trying
to move on.

And then,
the strangest thing happened.

I love you, so much.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
I know. Whoa, right?

But here's the thing:
Rafael wanted to be with Petra,

but Petra was hesitant,
because, well...

We were terrible together.

And now we have
these two happy kids.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Plus, she had this new thing
going with Chuck,

the owner of
the Fairwick Hotel next door.

But eventually,
Raf won her over.

Yeah, he can be
pretty relentless.

Which brings me
to his sister, Luisa.

See, he didn't quite trust her,
or her new girlfriend, Eileen.

If you want to be
in my sister's life,

we need to do
some medical tests.

And it turns out, Raf was right
to be suspicious, because...

You do realize,
when you pass

this medical exam,
you leave the country.

Or I will have you
killed, make no mistake.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Yup, that's right:

Eileen was really
the crime lord Sin Rostro.

Which brings us to Scott.

I mean, dead Scott.

See, the police recently
identified his killer,

and it was Eileen.

And so, Rafael lied

and told his sister
his cancer was back,

and lured her back
to the Marbella.

And then, this happened...

Don't move.

(gasp) No!

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
I know! What a wild ride, huh?

And, speaking of...

after breakups and make-ups
and a horrible reality show

that Rogelio filmed
with his ex, Darcy,

Jane's parents finally found
their way back to each other.

And they wanted
a fairy tale wedding.

But, of course,
this isn't a fairy tale,

it's a telenovela.

So let's dive in.

Dearly beloved,
we are gathered here today

to witness a rite of passage.

By now, you know that
the Villanueva women

have been by each other's side,
in sickness and in health,

for richer and poorer...

It's my dream.

...through first loves...

His name is Adam,

and he's kind of artistic.

...and first heartbreaks...

I promise, you will
fall in love again.

I won't. Not like that.

...through births...

...and baptisms.

...and of the Son,

and of the Holy Spirit.

And even deaths.

And so, of course, they were
together for this latest event

in the circle of life.

Okay! I'm ordained!

That was so easy.

No, but their swag game
is on point.

Ooh, for $9 more,

I could get the "Tell It
On The Mountain" package.

It comes with
a parking placard

and a bumper sticker.

(laughs)

Do you think I need a tote?

Hmm.

Shouldn't there be
some kind of template

for what to say
at the wedding?

Actually, your dad and I
were kind of hoping

that you'd come up with
something personal.

We want the ceremony

only you could give us.

Oh! Of course. Of course.

Since you're a writer, right?

Yeah, no, I was just meaning
as, like, a guide.

But, yeah, definitely, this is
a Jane Villanueva joint.

I will just do
a little research,

and I'll write
the whole ceremony.

Yay!

Make sure you really wow us.

(chuckles)
The full waterworks.

Don't hold back.

(high-pitched):
Great!

Ah.

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JANE:
Please, God. Please, God.

Please. Please.

WEATHERMAN: And here's breaking
news on the weather front.

As of now, it looks like
tropical storm Dolly

is gonna just miss Miami.

ALL:
Yes!

Yes!
Whoo!
Okay.

Time to ditch the rain
contingency Plan B binders,

and go back to
the original checklist.

Did you call
the Palapa Yacht Club

and confirm
our final head count?

Done.
Programs?

Printed.
Paparazzi?

"Accidentally" tipped off.

Enemies list?

All your ex-wives and ex-agents

send their regrets.

Marc Anthony is attending,
and per your instructions,

he will be be asked
"Who are you?" and turned away.

Excellent!
You're on fire!

I know, right?

No, you're actually on fire!

Oh. Not again.

I have everything under control!

(chuckles):
Don't worry.

I'm totally panicking.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Well, almost everything.

I keep trying
to write the ceremony,

and... I just feel stuck.

So, I was thinking that maybe

you could help me with
the structure, as a colleague.

But way more important
and legit.

I suspect your parents just want
you to speak from the heart.

Right. But maybe also around
a central unifying theme,

which you can suggest.

You know what?

Here's an assignment:

think about your parents,

why they're marrying,
why they're meant to be.

Write it down,
don't censor yourself,

for ten minutes.

I'm thinking
a theme will emerge.

You're always giving me
writing assignments.

Wait, a writing
assignment?

FATHER GUSTAVO:
A small one.

I always recommend
couples write a letter

to each other
before the wedding.

To read later
when times get tougher

and you need to remember how you
feel about each other right now.

I love that idea.

It's so romantic.

Well, that's 'cause you're
a writer; it's easy for you.

What about, like, a
basketball game once a month

to re-up our bond?

Michael.

Okay, fine. I'll write you
a super-gushy love letter.

It better make me cry.

You're an easy cry.
(grunts)

Sorry, I meant,

it'll be
an easy letter to write.

Seriously, I'll just
write about how lucky I feel

to be marrying you,
because I do.

Every single day.

(sobs softly)

See? Bam!

(laughs)

Can that count as my
letter? What I said?

Yeah.

Not really feeling as full of
"meant to be" these days.

Maybe... we read his letter?

Hmm?

Michael's letter.

I remember he wrote
very eloquently about it.

Oh, yeah, he never
actually wrote it.

He certainly did.

He showed it to me.

It was one of the most beautiful
love letters I've ever read.

Oh, my God.
I-I never got it.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
A letter out there?

About "meant to be"?

Sounds pretty "meant to be"
to me.

Then again, what do I know?

(ringtone playing)

Dad! You're back from the spa.

ROGELIO:
Yes.

And I'm confirming you will be
at rehearsal at 5:00.

JANE:
Of course.

And I'm sorry about
not making the last one.

The last two.

Did you at least watch
the practice video I sent?

Yes.
ROGELIO: Oh, good!

So you know the Feather Step,
Thunderclap, Pirouette opening?

Of course.

Liar! The new opening
is a samba!

I can't believe
your lack of commitment.

I'm very committed, Dad.

I've just been running errands
for your big wedding.

The most important wedding

I'll ever attend
in my entire life.

Save it for the ceremony.

I need you on time
and on point at rehearsal.

And watch the practice video.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Wait, but who's watching him?

JANE:
Oh, no.

A high pressure system's
moving in.

We can expect gale force winds?

No. No.

Mr. Monkey.
Thank you. I don't have time
for a meltdown right now.

Okay, gale force winds--
we can adjust.

Okay, we'll go to Plan B.

(groans)
Mm-hmm.

Hey.
(thunder rumbling)

The wedding
is gonna be beautiful.

Even in gale force winds.

(sighs)

(heart beating)

(door opens)
PETRA: Am I
interrupting something?

Just me freaking out.

I, uh, should go
and learn this dance.

I will see you two

lovebirds at
the wedding.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
A slight overcompensation.

Nothing he'd notice.

What's wrong?

Oh. (scoffs) What else?
My sister.

(thunder rumbles)
She's, uh, getting out of jail,

and with this weather,
she can't get a flight out,

so she's stuck here.

Trust me, I know
how you feel.

I'm just hoping
Luisa stays in jail.

She got a new lawyer.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Aw, another thing
these two have in common:

criminal sisters.

ROGELIO:
And show me... love!

(upbeat Latin music playing)

Okay, stop. Just stop.
(music stops)

(sighs) Matelio,

help me out here, buddy.

Where's your mother?

Well, she was coming here.

But then she forgot,

because she suffers
from short-term memory loss.

That's from Finding Dory,

which we watched together
three times last week.

Sorry, Papa.

I know Mommy's really trying
to get here on time.

Ma, don't worry, wedding Plan B
is officially in play.

It's all good.

XIOMARA:
You're sure? I'm freaking out.

JANE:
Don't. I got this.

We're gonna just
move the party inside.

I already spoke to the manager.

But I have to go now, okay?

Love you. Bye.

(knock on door)

Can we talk for a second?

Uh...

(sighs):
Oh.

(panting):
Oh, hey.

I need your advice.

(chuckles nervously)
Why?

It's your dad's.

Oh, my God.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Oh, my God.

I know the timing is terrible.

I wasn't even gonna
tell him about it,

but some tabloid
got wind of my pregnancy,

and it's only a matter of time

until they put
two and two together,

and I don't want Rogelio
to find out that way.

Yeah, no, that-that
would be terrible.

I've been trying
to tell him myself,

but whenever I get close,
I just... chicken out.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Well, that explains
the creepy stalking.

So, what do you think?

Do I tell him now
or wait until after the wedding?

Now. Definitely.

I agree. Can you do it?

Me?

I just think he would take it
better... coming from you.

Please?

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Talk about
a high-pressure system.

(thunder crashes)

Hey, everyone. Sorry I'm late.
She's here!

No, wait, stop. Dad.
Cue the music!

Dad, I really need to talk
to you, please.
Five, six, seven, eight!

What are you doing?!

ROGELIO:
Chin up, Jane!

Jazz hands!

Oh, no, no! I can't!
Yes! Yes!

(stammers) I don't understand
what's happening!

Point your toes.
Point your toes!

Dad, I really need
to talk to you!

Please, put me down right now!

Oh!

Now, shimmy! Shimmy!

Dad, it's important.

(music stops)

I just saw Darcy,
and she's pregnant.

(thunder rumbling)

Well, God help that child.

Seven months pregnant.

It's mine?

She says it is.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
It should be noted that

Rogelio's first thought
was Xiomara.

And then he thought
of the baby-- this baby--

and then
a million other things,

including, "maybe it's all
meant to be."

But in the end,
he returned to...

JANE:
Mom?

Last fitting.

What's wrong?
Is the train too long?

I went big, like Diana.

No, it's perfect.

You look beautiful.

But Dad is right outside.

He needs to talk to you.

Oh. Okay.
Let me change first.

It's bad luck
for the groom

to see the bride in
her wedding dress.

(rain falling, thunder rumbling)

Xo, say something.

I just...

How did this happen?

While we were taping,

we had hate sex
a couple of times.

And you didn't use
birth control?

I thought all of her eggs
were in the freezer.

Look, I know you don't want
to have any more kids,

so you don't have to have
anything to do with the baby.

That's unrealistic.

Then I don't even have to have
anything to do with the baby.

Stop.

PETRA:
Just stop.

You don't have to
keep thanking me.

I'm sorry.
It's only that

I am so grateful
to beautiful sister

for all of your help
in getting me out of jail.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
She wouldn't be so grateful
if she knew

"beautiful sister" set her up
in the first place.

Here's how you can thank me:
don't leave your room

until you get on your flight
first thing tomorrow.

CHUCK:
You like 'em?

Oh.

Look...

I meant what I said.

It's over.

We've been over
a bunch of times now.

It's different this time.

I'm giving things a try
with Rafael.

(scoffs)

Chuck.
What?

You told me you
always feel like

you're in second
place with that guy.

To Jane.

You deserve better
than that.

You'd be my first choice.

(thunder rumbling)

Writing the ceremony.

The opening isn't right, and I
want to get it right, and...

I just want it
to happen, Abuela.

I really want them
to get married.

Ah, nothing.

Father Gustavo told me
that Michael wrote me

a love letter
before we got married.

I was just trying to find it.

What?

...en la salu,
y en la enfermeda.

Amarte y resparte..

Ah. Amarte y respetarte.

Amarte y respetart.

I always mess
that part up.

You were supposed to say it
50 times last night.

I did.

Okay, 25.

My priest gave me homework.

I... I had to write
a love letter to Jane.

Oh. How did it go?

Pretty good, I think,
for not being a writer.

Um, now I'm supposed
to hide it away

and give it to Jane
when she really needs it.

A rainy day.

Did he tell you where he put it?

No.

I can't stop
thinking about him.

With the unexpected pregnancy
and what's happening to Mom.

Except Michael had time to
think about it, Rogelio.

We're supposed to
get married tomorrow.

I know,
the timing is terrible.

But I don't want
to postpone the wedding.

I don't, either.

But we have to.

(thunder rumbling)

Everything's so
up in the air.

You haven't even
talked to Darcy yet.

And we need to give
ourselves time to figure out

what it means for us.

I want to marry you,
but not like this.

(thunder crashes)

RAFAEL:
Wait, what?

Yes! I'm getting out of jail.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Wow. The bad news keeps coming.

I don't understand.

You have been on the run
with a fugitive.

I'm getting immunity
for my testimony against Rose,

since I know where
all the dead bodies are buried.

Literally.

I think some of them are on
the island that we stayed on.

(thunder rumbling)

So when are you getting out?

Tonight.

My lawyer's just hammering out
the final detail.

And, Raf, I'm gonna
be there for you,

every step of the way,
as you battle this cancer.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Oh, right.

I forgot he told that whopper.

So what's the treatment plan?
I don't know.

I'm, uh, I'm getting
a second opinion.

But you know what,
I really don't want to talk

to you about it.
I'm just worried about you.

If you were so worried about me,
then you wouldn't have

brought a mass murderer
into my home.

(line clicks, dial tone hums)

We've hammered out
the final detail.

(thunder rumbling)
LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Which brings us here, now.

To the final detail.

You lied to me.

I believed you.

I trusted you.

It wasn't me.

I didn't kill Scott!

So, someone who looked
exactly like your Eileen face

just happened to be
in the Marbella that night?

Yeah.

Eileen!

The real Eileen

must have killed him.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Which is true, for the record.

Come on! Eileen?

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Let me explain.

("Come On Eileen" by
Dexys Midnight Runners playing)

Hey.

Didn't I just see you,
like, two seconds ago

with Chinese food in the lobby?

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
You remember that Rose had just
threatened to kill her

if anyone figured out
their scheme.

Oh, you have a twin
or something?

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
It was her or Scott.

♪ Come on, Eileen,
oh, I swear... ♪

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
So she ditched him.

♪ At this moment,
oh, come on, Eileen. ♪

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

Do not touch
the prisoner.

I'm sorry.
GUARD:
Time's up.

I told you you could trust me.

The person you shouldn't trust
is your brother.

What?

Come on!

You really think
his cancer is back?

MAN (over P.A.):
Good afternoon. The tropical
storm is picking up speed

and could reach Miami tonight.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
This storm front
has definitely arrived.

Everyone is advised
to stay inside.

I know you never had
a cancer relapse.

(thunder rumbles)

I still have some friends
at the hospital

and made some calls.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Oh, right!

Luisa used to be a doctor.

Well...

it was the only way
to get Rose back.

How could you lie to me
about something like that?

You were dating the woman
that killed our father

and kidnapped my son!

And that was bad.

But it was in the past;
she wanted to change.

Oh, my God,
you are completely delusional.

I am not!
Totally crazy!

Just like your mother.

And you know what?

I am done pretending
that you're not.

I don't care what you do
now that Rose is behind bars,

as long as you stay the hell
away from me and my family!

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Yikes.

This storm cloud just got dar.

(thunder rumbling)

MATEO:
That stinks!

I wanted Papa and Abuela

to get married!
I know.

Me, too.

And Papa and Abuela
are sad about it, too.

I have an idea.

Oh.

Maybe I can give them
some of the gummy worms

from my secret
hiding spot

to make them feel better.

(floor creaks)
Whoa.

Whoa, look at this.

We'll just have
the landlord fix it.

Are you kidding?

It's, like, the best
hiding spot ever.

Makes me want this place
even more.

Yeah? What are you
gonna hide in it?

Your spy decoder ring?

How do you know about
my spy decoder ring?

Can you take Mateo to Rafael
before you go to work?

I got to check something.
ALBA: Sí.

(knocking)

(thunder rumbling)

Hi! I am so sorry

to bother you.

It's a funny story.

I actually used to live here
with my husband,

uh, but then he died.

Not-not the funny part.

Uh, I-I'm... I'm looking
for a love letter

that he wrote me
before he was shot.

Also not the funny part.

Anyway, um, there's a broken
floorboard in the living room

that we used
to joke around about,

and...

I think that the letter
still might be hidden there.

So, can I come in
and check real quick?

ROGELIO:
Thank you for doing this.

We thought it would be
a good idea

if we all sat down
and talked.

To put your mind at ease,
I don't want any money.

I will support her myself.

(gasps) We're having a girl?

Yes.

Rogeliana.

We didn't agree on Rogeliana.

You said
you were open to it.

That was just to get you
to sign the contract.

And I agreed to
sign the contract...

If you think I'm gonna name my
daughter after the planet's...

...with the clear understanding
that you would...
...biggest narcissist...

...name our daughter Rogeliana!
...you are clinically insane!

Oh... Can we just
table the names for the moment?

Agreed.

(thunder rumbling)

I want to confirm
that we'll share custody,

per our previous agreement.

No. I want primary custody.

What?
The previous agreement was made

when we were gonna
do this together

and we actually liked
each other.

Everything is different
now that I hate you.

Well, I hate you, too, but
you're the mother of my child.

So I will keep
that very real, intense,

and almost violent hatred
inside,

because I want to be involved
in my child's life.

You can have
two weekends a month,

one major holiday,
and two weeks in the summer.

No. I want more.

And you should want him
to have more.

He's a great father;
you know that.

No one has a bigger heart,

and no one

is more loyal or devoted.

Thanks for the input,
but this is between us.

Now, wait a minute.

It involves her, too.
Why?

I heard you two aren't even
getting married.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And, dearly beloveds,

in that moment, she realized..

(chuckles softly)

Of course we are.

Who am I kidding?

I'm not gonna walk away
from you; you're it for me.

Really?

Really.

So let's just get married.

Today, like we planned.

But we canceled everything.

All we need is you, me, Mom,
Jane and Mateo.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And 42 backup dancers,

12 doves
and three costume changes.

Darcy, you'll be hearing
from our attorney.

Now, let's go and get married.

Nothing can stop us.

MAN (over P.A.): Good afternoon.
The tropical storm

has been upgraded to a hurricane
by the National Weather Service.

(thunder crashes)

Sorry.
Maybe this one.

(floor creaks, Jane gasps)

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And at this moment,

Jane wondered, was this fate

or part of Michael's
grand plan

that she would find this letter
just when she needed to,

on this rainy day?

Nope.

Oh, okay.

Well, at least I gave it a try.

Sorry to have
bothered you.

(cell phone chimes)

(thunder crashes)

Oh, my God!

What?

My parents' wedding is back on.

In two hours at the Marbella.

Oh, my God!
I have to get a car.

Uh...

Uber, Lyft-- they're both
out 'cause of the storm.

A taxi.

VALET:
I'm pretty sure we got you

the last taxi out there,
Miss Alver.

And I apologize,
but it's a ride share,

so someone's joining you.
ANEZKA:
It's me!

Hi, there.

Oh, you must be
Petra's twin sister.

I'm Luisa.
I'm Rafael's sister.

Pleased to meet you.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Now, was it fate
that brought them together?

Or just a random coincidence?

Again, I ask these questions,
but I don't know.

Your car.

But I do know
that this car ride

is definitely gonna
mess things up.

I'm fine, Mom.
Raf picked me up.

We're just grabbing your dress.

Yes, I will be careful.
Love you.

Bye.

Hurry. Oh, and be careful
with the train.

I am being careful.

Go write your ceremony.

Dearly beloved, meant
to be, and all that.

Oh, my God.

What did you do?

What is that?

That's my dress.

(laughs)
Shut it, okay?
Just focus on my Mom's,

and I'll put the purple monster
in my backpack.

We have to hurry!

(crash, grass shatters)

(gasps)

Oh, no, your car.

Guess we're taking the bus.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Oh, yay, the bus!

I mean, oh, no, the bus.

MAN (over P.A.):
Attention, all Marbella guests
and employees.

The hotel is official on
lockdown due to the hurricane.

ROGELIO (over P.A.):
Oh, and does anyone have L'Oréal

visible lift blur concealer
number 303 in medium warm?

No.

This simply won't do.

I need more colors to work with.

(gasps) Mateo, run over
to Abuela's room

and borrow her foundations.

Go! Hurry!

One?

(chuckles) Dad says Mateo's
being a good wingman.

Ha! Scared about
what that means.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And that's when...

Oh, my God.
(sighs)

You're famous.

That's my book!

BUS DRIVER:
Sit down now!

It's so tiny I can barely
see it, but that's my book!

That's your book.

Oh, I used to sit on
this bus and write.

Dreaming of this.

I know.
(sighs): Oh.

So doesn't that, at least,
feel meant to be?

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And, friends, what could
she say, but...

No, that doesn't feel
like meant to be,

because that would
make it sound too easy.

And it was an incredible amount
of hard work

and effort and determination

and overcoming obstacles and
fighting through disappointments

and failures.

It was a choice.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And that's when it hit her.

In a moment of fate,
or destiny,

or pure happenstance...
Pen and paper.

I need a pen and paper.
I need a pen and paper.

BUS DRIVER:
End of the line.

Um...

(thunder rumbling)

You think you can get us
a little closer

to the Marbella Hotel?

I-I'm sorry.

He doesn't understand

how public
transportation works.

Be careful
with the dress!

This thing is
so well packed,

we could take it to the top of
Everest and we'd be fine.

Oh, God!
Oh, God, no, no,
no, no, no, no!

Not safe! Get it back
in the bag quick!

Oh!

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
I told you they'd make a mess.

(thunder rumbling)

Oh, quick!

(Jane screaming)

Welcome.
Welcome to the Marbella.

Sorry the Fairwick failed you.

Next time, maybe choose a hotel
that has a safety plan.

Wait. We can't do this.

We have to keep this room clear
for the Villanueva wedding.

We're in the middle
of a hurricane.

Rafael was very clear.
He promised Jane.

Of course he did.

JANE: My dress
is in my backpack, so...

I am so sorry.

I feel terrible.

(thunder rumbling)

(sobbing)

(laughing)

Are you okay, Mom?

ALBA:
Xiomara?

Of course my dress in ruined.

Look around.

We're getting married
in the middle of a hurricane.

Oh, who cares?

I just want
to marry your father.

Okay. Well, then we'll make do.

Hey, we got the hookup
at the gift shop.

Oh, and you know what,

I won't even wear my dress,

so that I don't distract
from the bride.

No, it's fine.

You're the officiant,
so you should stand out.

(chuckles)

What?

(both laugh)

(electricity crackles,
Jane gasps)

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
On the bright side,

at least no one
will see Jane's dress.

JANE:
All rise.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
It should be noted
that on the day

of Xiomara Gloriana
Villanueva's wedding,

the power was out,
her dress was ruined,

there weren't even
any paper cranes

because they were deemed
a fire hazard,

but it was still
completely magical.

And Xiomara, well,
she looked perfect.

At least to the people
who loved her most.

Which includes me.

("Bridal Chorus" playing)

Dearly beloved,

we are gathered
here today to witness

the marriage of two people...

who are not meant to be.

(thunder rumbling)

It's true.

They met when
they were teenagers,

and they were both
a mess, honestly.

And then they didn't see
each other again for 23 years.

And the reunion?

That was a mess, too.

Breakups and makeups
and misunderstandings

and hurt feelings
and old resentments...

(thunder crashes)
See?

Even Mother Nature seems to be
rooting against them.

My parents are here today, not
because they are meant to be,

but because
they chose each other.

In the face of
a million obstacles,

they chose each other.

When it seemed like
they should give up,

they chose each other.

And they keep
choosing each other,

in the face of every single
twist and turn life brings them,

every single day.

And that is not destiny.

That is not fate.

That's commitment.

For richer, for poorer,
in sickness and in health,

through stormy days
and sunny skies,

they have earned
their happy ending.

And by the power vested in me

by the Circle of Life
Sacred Church,

I now pronounce you
husband and wife.

Dad, kiss Mom.

Yeah.
(laughs)

(people whooping)

Pretty weird wedding.

What are you doing here?

My hotel was evacuated,
remember?

(thunder rumbling)

And I was looking for you...

'cause that ceremony,
it reminded me... of us.

Look, we break up, we make up.

We always come back
together.

I was watching you
all night long.

Watching him.

And all I kept thinking was,

"Is she gonna turn around
and look at me?"

(door opens)

Rafael, I'm sorry.
That was a mistake.

It didn't mean anything.

We've been back together
for a week.

I know!

I was just feeling
very insecure,

and-and he was saying
all the right things,

and it just happened.

Insecure about what?

You and Jane.

Yeah, I know.

You're going to say
you're just best friends,

but that's not it.

She looks at you

like... like that's not it.

Okay, you are way off.

No, I'm not.

And you chose her before.

A long time ago.
That's not what's happening.

So you're saying if you found
out Jane had feelings for you,

that wouldn't change anything?

No, of course not.

I don't know
that I believe that.

And, regardless,
this is why I didn't want

to get back together with you.

I was past this.

I-I don't want to be worried
about you and Jane.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And, friends, at this moment,

all Petra wanted was for Rafael
to say no, to choose her,

and to keep choosing her.

Yeah, maybe you were right.

Okay.

So let's just...

go back to how things were.

(thunder rumbling)

(gentle Spanish music playing)

Daddy!

Family dance!

Family dance!
Okay.

(grunts)

Are you okay?

Yeah. Just, um...

I just broke things off

with, uh, P-E-T-R-A.

I want to be down.

What happened?

Well, remember all those reasons
you said we shouldn't date?

You were right.

We bring out
the worst in each other.

No. No, I was wrong, remember?

Hey.

What?

Petra freaked out

because she thinks that you
still have feelings for me.

And that if
I knew that...

I'd choose you.

Well, that's crazy.

That's what I said.

(lights click)

(people cheering, clapping)

Yes!

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
"Destiny is a series
of detours,"

a wise man once said.

Finally stopped raining.

Yeah.

So...

talk to me about Rafael.

What?

As a married lady...

I am an expert
in hot and bothered,

and you looked pretty
hot and bothered.

We were just dancing.

Mm-hmm.

Okay, fine.
A little hot and bothered.

But I'm trying not to be.

Why?
Because he was getting
back together with Petra.

He was?

(groans) I...
I guess it imploded,

and suddenly he was asking me
if I had feelings for him.

Oh, my God. What did you say?

No. Of course not.

Do you?

It's a step backwards.

Or forwards.

Did you even listen
to yourself up there?

How your dad and me
kept choosing each other.

Maybe he's your destiny.

I don't believe in destiny.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
She will before
the night is over.

At least talk to him.

So, you're a love guru.

Why am I always
sabotaging myself?

Join the club.

(laughs)

I'm being literal.

You should join
my exclusive dating club.

I could match you up
in a heartbeat.

I already know
who I'm meant to be with.

So what happened?

Jane.
Ugh!

I am so over
the Villanuevas.

No kidding.

I mean, I know she still has
feelings for Rafael.

He might not
believe me, but...

Wait. Wait, you told him?

Oh, honey, no, no, no.

Darcy rule number 43:

the name of the ex is not said
unless you want her in his head.

If you want
to be with him,

don't take yourself
out of the game.

Tell him how you feel.

Now.

Go!

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And, friends,
this was one of those moments

where life could go
in either direction.

Jane, I've been
looking for you.

Uh...

Where did you get this?

Maybe it'll make
more sense to you.

A couple from your old
apartment got in touch

with the tenant
from before them,

and then something
about a floorboard.

Some guy brought it.

He's waiting on
the south patio.

MICHAEL:
Dear Jane,

first, sorry for being goofy
in the priest's office.

I was just nervous,
because I was scared about

writing something for you,
a writer.

And I've been
thinking about what to say,

which got me to thinking
how lucky I was

to have met you at all, and
all the small twists of fate

that led me to you
in the first place...

Krishna, have you seen Rafael?

(cell phone chimes)

MICHAEL: ...and how,
in a way, our destiny

was just a series of detours
bringing us back to each other,

again and again.

What should I
do with these?

I don't care.

♪ ♪

Raf?

Where is my phone?

Raf?

Hello, beautiful sister
with the ugly heart.

Wh-What's going on?
What are you doing here?

I stole Rafael's phone,

just like you stole
my Scott's phone that night.

What? I...
Stop lying!

I know all of what happened.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
This is true, for the record.

Remember the fateful taxi rid,

when I told you
it'd make a big mess of things?

Trust me.
I know alcohol.

There is no way anyone goes
into a drunken blackout

off a little
peach schnapps.

You were roofied.

The night my beloved Scott died,
you text me from his phone.

He was never
breaking up with me.

He was always loving me.

So now, I play
same phone trick on you.

And it all comes
kruh se uzavrel.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Or, "full circle," as it were.

Which unfortunately
brings us here.

What the hell
are you doing here?

I told you to leave.

I'm not going anywhere.

Where did you get that?

I am thinking we were meant
to be in car ride together.

You helped me,

now I can help you.

My dead husband

found addition
to your father's will.

Rafael gets nothing.

Zero. Zilch.

Which means the
hotel, the trust,

everything is mine.

Which means
you're the one

that needs to get out.

Now.

♪ ♪

MICHAEL:
A twist of fate.

The night we met,
that's what it felt like.

I wasn't even
supposed to be working.

I'd picked up a shift
for my buddy

whose kid was
playing in a recital.

And then I was technically off,
but I took a detour

and stopped for a burger
a few blocks away.

And I was heading back
to the precinct when...

DISPATCHER (over radio):
We've got a noise complaint
on 25th.

Any units nearby
who can check it out?

Yeah, I'm right there.

(siren whoops)

MICHAEL: If not for
that recital and that burger,

I might not have ended up
on the doorstep

of a drunk 21-year-old girl.

That's not just
a series of coincidences.

It's destiny.

And I never doubted
you were mine.

And never doubt that
all I want, forever and always,

is for you to be happy.

MAN:
Jane.

Adam?

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Ah, yes.

Jane's first love.

I did say we'd get back to hi.

I used to live
in that apartment.

I found the letter.

I didn't know it was yours.

I never thought
I'd see you again.

(exhales)