Original subtitles

[ambient office noise]

[indistinct chatter]

[man] I'm going to ask you a series of personal questions

to create a psychobiographical profile of you

that will help the judge make a decision

regarding custody of...

Andrea?

- Yes. - [man] Good. Very well.

At what age did you become sexually active?

[woman] Eighteen.

- Eighteen? - [woman] Yes.

[grunts]

[pen scratching]

- [social worker] Are your parents alive? - Yes.

- How is your relationship with them? - Good.

[woman 2] How would you describe your relationship with your father?

None.

He left when, uh... I was very young.

And your mother... was she strict?

[man laughing] No.

No, no. She's a hippie, free love and all.

Um... she's a liberal, animal lover.

She was vegetarian before it was a thing.

She's AMLO to the bitter end.

And that was even, uh... before he raised seniors' benefits.

She's pretty cool.

[social worker 1] How many sexual partners have you had?

Four.

You sure about that?

What do you mean?

[social worker 2] How many sexual partners have you had?

That's a loaded question. I don't know, uh...

- I can't answer that. - Approximately?

Mmm...

[social worker 2] In the range of 10 to 20? 20 to 30?

[social worker 1] Have you ever used psychotropic substances?

Marijuana.

[social worker 2] Have you ever used psychotropic substances?

Honestly, yeah.

[social worker 1] How old were you when you met daughter's father?

I was 20 years old.

Thirty-two.

[social worker 1] How old was your daughter when she lost her first tooth?

[chuckles]

[social worker 2] What's the name of your daughter's teacher?

- Hmm. - You don't know.

[social worker 1] Would you say you lose your temper easily?

No.

No. Uh... no.

[social worker 1] Are you a victim of domestic violence?

No.

[social worker 2] Ever been violent towards your partner?

Mm-mmm. No.

[social worker 2] Has your daughter been diagnosed with the following problems?

Just say yes and no answers, please. I don't need a story.

Does she feel sad and hopeless? Does she cry a lot?

No.

- [social worker 2] Is she irritable? - No.

Does she dwell on death or loss?

No.

Is she anxious, nervous, or worried?

No.

- Any panic attacks? - No.

- Trouble seeing or hearing? - No.

That's all, thank you. Go to the next desk.

[upbeat rock theme music playing]

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

THREE MONTHS EARLIER

[inhales and exhales deeply]

[mellow acoustic guitar playing]

[exhales]

[woman] Ruy!

Who is it?

[girl] It's me!

[woman] "Me" who?

[girl] Andrea, your daughter.

[woman] Shove... The mattress, under the bed! Come on, hurry!

This is a nice surprise.

Come in, little miss.

[Andrea] Thank you.

What's up, little monkey?

I had a bad dream.

- Oh! I'm so sorry to hear that. - What? Really, sweet pea? Again?

- What's that, Mommy? - Oh, boy.

- Nothing. - Andrea?

There you go.

- What happened in the dream? - [Andrea] It was a bad dream.

What was it about?

[Andrea] About Ortiburcio.

Who is Ortiburcio?

He's a mean chicken.

I was in the forest where Grandma went crazy.

- No way. - And then what happened?

Ortiburcio got mad at me for playing with other chickens.

- What? - And then what?

Then, some UFOs came and took him away.

Then, I got lost in the forest and couldn't find my way back home.

I told you, therapy for this kid will cost a fortune.

[chuckling] No fucking kidding.

Well, I'm not surprised you're having nightmares

if you're wearing that awful thing.

Your dad is trying to influence your taste in music.

[Ruy] No, I'm not. You like Iron Maiden, don't you?

Not really.

[Ruy] No? Say that again.

[laughing] What? I can't hear you. You what? Huh?

[Andrea] No, no no!

- I can't hear you. - No, no, no.

- [chuckling] - You guys!

[Ruy] No, no, no!

Okay, it's time to go back to sleep.

- I'm not ticklish. - Can I sleep in your bed with you?

Okay, but let's see who falls asleep first.

Okay, one, two, three!

["Maldito" by Jessy Bulbo playing]

Ready, junebug? Got your insoles in your shoes?

No, I can't find them.

They're under your dresser. Hurry, we're late.

- [Ruy] They're under the bed! - Thank you!

If they're not there, just never mind. Hurry, Andrea!

[Andrea] Coming!

Idalia, have some breakfast. It's late.

- I'll take out the trash, then I'll eat. - [Ruy] Hurry, Idalia.

[mother] Come on, up you go!

You're just in time. Here!

- Did you pack your homework? - Yeah.

Take really big bites, please, honey.

- Andrea, where's your homework? - Hurry.

Take another big one.

- Andrea. - Mm-hmm?

Big one, please. Yeah.

Fuck, we're so late.

- Come on. Grab your toast and let's go. - Your chai.

- That's it. Come on. - Don't forget your chai.

[scoffs] Thank you.

Lunch.

You're good to go!

[mother] Néstor, Güero is back.

Yeah, I made sure he won't escape anymore.

- [mother] I see that. - [Andrea] Hi, Güero.

[mother] Let's go, love. See ya.

[Néstor] Yeah, have a good one.

[mother] Did everyone RSVP for your birthday party?

Not Caro.

- Her grandma is sick because of sugar. - [mother] Poor thing.

Don't worry, my love. I'll make sure she's allowed to come.

Give me a kiss. I love you.

Hey Mommy, don't forget to come to the parent-teacher conference on Monday.

- Her dad will be here, thanks. - [teacher] Sure, no problem.

["Un Día Punk" by Juana Molina playing]

[female voice] You're tuned in to Resonance Radio, 96.3.

The voice of transformation.

[woman] Now Nacho, I really want you to explain

why past administrations covered this up.

- I don't get it. - [man] Who covered it up?

[woman 1] You did! Come on!

[woman 2] Careful, it's hot.

[man 1] First of all, what do you mean by "you"?

- "You" is amorphous. - [both muted]

[man 1] I'm an academic, I'm a journalist.

- How are you? - Is this it?

- Yep, it is. - [woman 2] Okay.

- When will you help me with the podcast? - [woman 2] I don't know.

- I'll check my schedule and let you know. - It'll be great, right?

Your voice is fucking awesome, Rebeca.

You're gonna kill it, I swear. Really.

[man 1] There was all kinds of support, but now they're left on their own.

[woman 1] I'm sorry, but this is the first time

anyone has tried to fix the root of the problem,

- through scholarships and opportunities... - Scholarships don't lead to jobs, though.

They're just resurrecting the same programs as the ones we had with PRI.

I'm sorry, Nacho, but no, I think you're wrong about that.

[Nacho] How so?

They won't make the mistakes they made in the past.

But the officials are all the same. The whole cabinet is from the PRI.

We can't learn from our mistakes and improve our ways?

Now tell me, you ever make mistakes?

Of course, but I'm not a public servant.

[woman 1] That's all the time we have today.

So we'll have to leave this debate and save it for another time, I guess.

Thank you, Nacho, for joining us today.

- It's always good to see you. - Mm-hmm.

Hello, Ruy. How are you doing today?

- Hi Laura, I'm good. Hello, hello. - Why did you come all the way here

when you could've done your segment on the phone?

Oh well, here you are.

What will you be playing for us today?

Well, in keeping with today's theme,

you were talking about the pros and cons of change.

Here's a tune called "I Don't Have Time to Change My Life"

by the master of masters...

Rockdrigo González! The Prophet of the Nopal!

Oh my God! I remember it!

Yes, of course. This is from back in your day, right, Laura?

- It sure is. - An oldie but a goodie.

This song is off a record called Hurb...

Hurbanistorias! Of course.

Oh! I used to listen to it way back when. Great album.

- Yeah, really? You did? - Yeah, I loved it.

Well, Hurbanistorias is his only record,

first edition was launched independently off a cassette he made.

Let's hear it. It's such a great song! Amazing storyteller!

- Loved him. I went to all his concerts. - [song starts]

- Impressive. - Yeah, what a voice. Amazing voice!

I used to see him busking in the subway, even then I'd get such goosebumps.

- So cool, awesome, wow. - Let's listen, come on.

Here we go, okay.

[song continues]

- [Ruy] Rebeca? - Hm?

Are you decent?

[chuckling]

- What's up? - How's it going?

So, do you have your playlist ready for tonight?

No, I have no idea.

I've never played an engagement party before.

So something chill, right?

You can't set a chill vibe there. I'll send you some tunes.

No, really, I'm fine. You already gave me some suggestions.

- Tons of great tunes, thanks. - [Ruy] No problem. I'll help.

I played for them last year, so I know what they like.

They have really shitty taste, unfortunately.

Give me your number, I'll send you some songs.

Just send them to me on Spotify and I'll go through the list, okay?

- It'll be easier that way. - [laughing] Seriously, come on.

Look, you can't even get these songs on Spotify.

- Give me a break. I'll just give you mine. - Yeah.

No, come on.

Give me your phone.

Hang on...

What's your...? Hey!

I'll just enter it, it'll be faster. Just a sec.

[phone buzzing]

There. Done.

[unenthused] Okay, great.

Do yourself a favor and listen to this.

Seriously, do yourself a favor.

[sighs] Okay.

You're gonna love it.

- Okay? - Okay, bye.

See you later.

Bye!

[man] You're late again, Ruy.

No way. It starts at 2:30.

What's up?

Andrea? What's wrong?

What's going on?

Huh?

It hurts so much.

What did you eat? Open your mouth.

Oh, honey.

We told you not to eat anything from the school cafeteria.

That's why we pack your lunch.

What did you eat?

I ate a popsicle.

Did it at least taste good?

So start the presentation with your intro on the iconographic research

and the pre-Hispanic design we chose, okay?

Remember not to talk about the vulvas, I'll tall about those

when I mention our designs,

and the censorship we've encountered on the social networks.

[chuckling] Keep going.

Don't stop now. You're on a roll.

What's wrong?

Nothing. Just that we're about to sell our souls to the corporate devil.

Come on, Julia, no guilt trips, please.

And keep us out of hot water if you don't mind.

Steer clear of controversy.

Look, I will.

I guess it's just that on one hand,

I wanna get it, and on the other I don't.

[colleague] These projects help finance our own stuff.

Quite honestly...

I'm very nervous.

This is gonna be so good for us.

Think about the exposure we're gonna have.

We'll be in festivals, billboards, shows, everywhere.

Don't think about the money.

[Julia] It'll be great.

[man] I know we gave you guys total creative freedom, but...

[man 2] Total freedom.

- [man 1] But yeah, this is good... - [man 2] It's spectacular!

It's spectacular, I love it. We love it. Don't we, Pancho?

You know what it reminds me of?

Remember those little puppies in hats we did? The Lulu campaign.

- Actually, we did that for you. - [man 2] What?

- [Pancho] No way. - Yeah, we designed her for you.

Designed "her"!

- [both laughing] - Love it.

- The campaign is a "she," not an "it." - [phone buzzing]

Sorry, I leave it on in case my daughter calls.

- [man 2] What? You have a daughter? - Yeah.

- How old are you? - Thirty.

- Thirty? - [colleague] Looks younger.

- [Pancho] Damn! - Awesome, wow.

As a matter of fact, it's her. I've gotta get this.

Give me two minutes?

Oh, don't worry. I totally get it. Take your time.

- [colleague] I'll show you... - [man 2] I'm not sure...

[whispering] What's up, Ruy? I'm in a meeting.

[man 2] You can't wear more than one item at a time, right?

[Pancho] That it. I like this one with the power pussy.

[colleague] We can also put it on a hoodie.

[man 2] That's the bomb.

You have the correct address, right?

Okay. Just keep me posted.

Ciao.

[Ruy] We'll get you fixed up, don't you worry.

Look, here we are.

[female voice] The voice of transformation.

[radio host] All right, we're back from our commercial break,

so let's turn to international news.

[reporter] There are warnings coming out of China

where the new coronavirus has already claimed the lives of three people

and appears to have jumped across borders.

One case has been reported in Thailand,

one in Japan, and one in South Korea.

The World Health Organiz...

[radio turns off]

What's up, man?

Hey.

We're closed today, but luckily, I was able to come in.

- How'd you know we were coming? - Julia called. What's up, Andy?

- [Andrea] Hi. - [Ruy] Come here.

Come on in.

Sorry about the smell.

We actually had to have the place fumigated, believe it or not.

Will the fumes kill us?

[laughing] Bedbugs.

We're in the richest neighborhood around, and yet we got bedbugs.

[Ruy groans] No way.

We had a case of lice recently, didn't we?

The boys had them.

- And the girls, Daddy. - Yes, and the girls, and the girls.

[tool whirring]

[sniffs, grunts]

[groans]

You can still smell it, can't you?

[Ruy] Yeah, a little.

Do you smell it, Andy?

Uh-huh.

It reeks actually.

[grunting]

[dentist] Open wide.

That's it.

- Feeling better? - A little bit.

[dentist chuckles]

Okay.

- She's good to go. - Great.

- Thank you. - Okay, uh,

it could be a little tender. Just give her half of one of these.

Only pureed food tonight.

And after your birthday party, go easy on the candy.

[Andrea] Mm-hmm.

[dentist] That's it. So, still want to be a truck driver when you grow up?

No.

- Then what do you wanna be? - A dentist.

[laughing] A dentist?

Come on!

No offense, dude, sorry. No, no, no.

If you really want to be a dentist, then you should go for it, really.

No offense taken, I've heard all the dentist jokes.

I bet, but if you do become a dentist, be as successful as Fausto,

then you'll be set for life.

[Fausto] Maybe you'll wanna do something more fun, whatever you want.

Mm-mm.

- We better go. Thanks again. - Yeah, sure, sure.

- Good-bye. - [Fausto] Pleasure.

I wanna come for a checkup real soon too.

[Fausto] Oh yeah, call my dad. I only work on kids.

- Oh, yeah? - [Fausto] Yeah.

- [Ruy] I wanna have my teeth whitened. - [Fausto] He'll help with that.

- [Ruy] Great. Thanks. - You bet.

- Is it plugged in? Got it. - Yeah. Oh, there it is. Thanks.

- No problem. Now you can see. - Thank you, yes.

Have a seat. Relax for a minute. Yeah, there you go.

There.

[Julia] What?

Huh? Oh, nothing.

Nice toilet paper. It doesn't tear.

You're welcome.

These get-togethers are so boring.

Listen, you owe me, after all the poetry slams you've dragged me to.

I know, I know.

And you better come to the wedding.

Of course I will.

Sorry, but judging by this party...

- Yeah. - Not a lot of hope for the wedding.

- Ready? - Oops. Ready.

Wow.

Seeing your family together is a study in human diversity.

Dude, you haven't seen anything yet.

My dad's so happy my brother's getting married,

that he's invited all his friends.

- I hope he invited some lady friends. - The ones that are still alive.

[laughing]

- Hey. - Thanks.

You said you were driving.

Yeah, and? Look at the size of this thing.

Don't worry. Okay, okay.

What's up? Cheers.

[Julia] I think they're starting. Come on, let's go.

- Hey, where's your drink? - I left my beer in the bathroom.

[man] Thank you all for accepting our invitation

and joining us tonight

to celebrate the engagement of my dear son José Manuel,

and my lovely daughter-in-law Montserrat.

Let's give them a round of applause.

- [guests cheering] Yeah! - Thank you.

It is every father's dream

to see every one of his children happily united with their loved one

in the eyes of our heavenly father.

And you, José, held out as long as you could

just to give me a headache.

[laughing]

So, before the younger generation takes over the dance floor,

and before I get to make a fool of myself,

- a bigger one than I have already... - [guests laughing]

...my wonderful daughters

would like to say a few words. Majo...

[guests cheering]

...you always know what to say.

Julia, please.

[guests cheering]

[Majo] Thanks, Dad.

[Majo] Thank you. Thank you all for being with us tonight.

Welcome to our new family.

You have no idea what you're in for, Montse.

[guests laughing]

[Majo] Seriously, though,

the key to a great relationship is communication.

Don't keep any secrets. Blessings to you. Cheers!

[guests cheering and applauding]

Uh, well, there's no recipe

for a good marriage.

However, if you happen to find one,

- send it to my father, who's on his third! - [guests laughing]

And they were all church weddings too!

Thank you, Dad.

[Dad chuckling] Bravo.

Well said, Julia.

Excellent.

Well, all that's left for us now is to drink and be merry.

- You said it, let's get drunk! - Here's to José and Montserrat.

[pop music playing]

All they're serving is wine?

These uptight pricks are too good for beer, I guess.

- Oh, hey, so what's up with Cameron? - What?

I wanna meet her. You should've brought her.

- No way, you'll scare her off. - Why? Oh, come on. I won't.

I don't want her to meet you in this state.

Oh, something's up, I can tell. I know you too well.

- Nothing is up. - You're flying way too high right now.

[both laughing]

Oh my God, dude.

Yes, I know it!

- No way! - Come on.

- We're way ahead of our time, you know. - How so?

- Women are the future of humankind. - Oh, wow.

You're barely getting the hang of divorce.

- Huh? - You're depressed.

I'm fine with the divorce. I'm not depressed.

- Julia does her thing, I do mine. - Really?

You're living in the same house,

sleeping on an air mattress.

It's not great. It's actually pretty fucked up.

We're doing all that for Andrea. What's wrong with that?

We're not in a hurry. Ever since Julia and I decided it's over,

we've been getting along better than ever.

We're great.

It's fine the way things are.

You refuse to see the truth, but that's fine.

- Excuse me? - [woman] Yes?

I've given him some food, so would you give him a coffee?

[woman] Of course.

- Make sure he doesn't leave. - Don't leave me here...

- Don't give him a drink, okay? - [laughing]

Dude, I'll make sure the coast is clear.

- Come on, give me a kiss. - Stop that.

I need water.

- [friend] I'll be right back. - Fine.

- Señora? - [woman] Yes?

You don't know where I can find the mezcal, do you?

[woman] It's up there.

- Where? Up where? - [woman] Over there.

Oh, great!

[all singing in Spanish]

- Hey there! What's up? - Dude, do not touch the console.

Don't worry.

You're good, you're good. Things are going well, but...

take a few risks, liven things up.

- This party needs it. - No, things are all good.

I don't have the cables, so...

- Come on. It'll just take a second. - Ruy, forget it. I don't have...

For my brother-in-law. What's this?

[laughing]

Hang on.

[song changes abruptly]

["Demolición" by Los Saicos playing]

This one's for you, brother!

Don't touch me, get off of me!

Go away! Do not touch me!

- Don't touch me like that. - I'm sorry. Sorry.

Did we have an engagement party? I don't remember.

[Julia] You were wasted, as usual.

Hmm, the wedding... I remember the wedding.

What a great party. Awesome, wasn't it?

You were lovely. A beautiful bride...

Ju, could you pull over, please?

- [siren blaring] - [Ruy groans]

Oh my God. Come on.

Fuck.

- [Ruy grunts] - [radio chatter]

[Ruy grunting]

[Julia] Ruy!

[coughing]

- I see we're a little drunk. - Only this asshole.

He wasn't gonna drink, but look at him. You can take him if you want.

[officer] Get out of the vehicle so we can test your blood alcohol levels.

Please give us a break, sir. It's our daughter's birthday.

- [officer] Step out of the car. - [Julia] Yes.

- [officer] Careful. - [Julia] Thank you.

I'll handle it. Don't worry, Julia. I'll take care of it.

Hey! Don't worry, love.

I'll take care of this.

Officer, honestly...

You and I are on the same side.

[doctor] This device will measure your blood alcohol level.

[Ruy yelling indistinctly]

[doctor] You're okay if it's .04% or less.

The camera will record everything.

Miss, I only had two beers, please. Is this necessary?

Then you'll be fine. Blow here, please.

[Ruy] Look me in the eye, officer.

- You and I are the good guys. - [doctor] That's it.

[beeping]

[Ruy] We're on the same side, sir.

[officer] Once you take the test, you can go, man.

[Ruy] This is extortion! They want to be bribed!

Be quiet!

- You're starting to irritate us. - [Ruy] No! This is unconstitutional!

What? Let her go! Take me instead! Take me!

Bail me out, asshole! This is your fault!

Sir, we can file an injunction for 3,000 pesos.

Three thousand?

In what year did the Pumas reach the top division?

Huh?

Uh, 1962, right?

[laughing] Oh, yes!

1962.

Okay...

[ATM beeping]

What? No! Oh, shit...

Hey!

It... This thing ate my card.

Really, it ate my card.

No, no no. No.

It ate the card, damn it!

Wait, don't go. Officer! Don't leave, sir!

Officer, would you come here a second?

The machine ate my card.

I have an emergency.

What do I do?

I've been with this bank for years, and this has never happened.

I need to get cash. What can I do? Can you open it?

- No, sorry. I can't. - What do you mean? Come on, please!

I can't do it. You'll have to wait until tomorrow.

- I can't. - It happens all the time.

- Come on, officer... - I can't.

- Look, don't hit it, man. That won't help. - No.

[guard] Here. Clean.

- [woman] You're gonna ruin it. - Hmm?

You're gonna ruin it.

- [Julia] What? - Your nail polish.

Ah.

Nice color. What's it called?

Uh, I don't know. I bought it on some Chinese website.

Send me the link... when you get your phone back.

Sure.

Really, you're gonna ruin it. Come here. Just leave it.

I don't want to get more time.

They won't give you any shit.

They just say that to scare people. Come.

Come.

We should tell the others, shouldn't we?

[laughing] Not so fast. We're not Mother Teresa over here, are we?

No one else will clean this shithole.

What's your name, Barbie?

Julia.

And you?

Major Spite, Odio Jarocho.

Please, call me Odio.

- What's that? - I got my name inked.

[chuckling] Amazing.

It hurt like hell.

On the bone, huh?

What bone, you airhead?

Right on the skin! You got any tattoos?

- No. - It shows.

[Major chuckles]

[Julia] Do you know how marriage became the cornerstone of society?

The first humans were matriarchal.

Back then, they had no idea

having sex meant having babies.

And dudes didn't know those little people were theirs.

The only family relationship they understood was that of mother and child,

because, obviously, they saw women giving birth.

Once they clued into the role of paternity,

guys started leaving kids all over the place,

but they still wanted to be sure the kid was theirs and not the milkman's.

Love had nothing to do with marriage.

It was a contract that sealed a man's property rights

over a selected woman's womb.

From that point on,

a woman's job, her only job, was to have babies.

Then, later on, the notion of romantic love was born.

It was derived from the supposed love people had for God.

That's when someone came up with the idea of not being able to live without someone,

your "better half,"

until death do you part.

So now, on top of having kids,

women had to be religiously devoted to her husbands.

Finally, the Industrial Revolution came along,

and women could choose who to marry and to go to work.

The world has changed for the better in many ways since the early days,

but we're still trying to fit a square peg

into the round hole that is marriage.

And there you have it.

Marriage, the institutionalization of love,

killed it.

[punk rock music playing]

[knocks]

THE REAL PRISON IS MARRIAGE, THIS IS NOTHING

[whispering] Julia!

[theme music playing]