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QUEENS ON THE RUN

Talk to me, Marilú!

Slow down!

Give me back my mom, asshole!

Oh no!

-What the hell are you doing? The gun!
-You're crazy.

Perfect.

Kids, you're going to be late!

Honey, have you seen my cell phone?
Who took my stuff?

-Kids!
-I don't even know where I put everything.

What? Oh, thanks.

I've got 80 meetings
about the candidacy today.

-Esteban is very strong. We'll win.
-Great.

What now?
Did you lose something? Get to work.

Don't forget your lunch.
Are your pajamas packed?

I think so.

If Charly gives you shrimp, don't eat it.
Remember, you're allergic.

-Of course.
-No, I'm on my way.

Print, I don't know, 100,000 banners.

Happy anniversary.
Tonight at six. Don't forget.

-Cross-eyed? Really?
-Dad, I'm going to be late.

-700 photos and you pick a cross-eyed one?
-Where are you going dressed like that?

-The pajamas.
-I'm going out with Emiliano.

-No. Go back and change.
-Mom.

This wasn't okay in my day.

In your day.
I bet you were wild at my age too.

-Relax.
-What's a gamer?

Not my fault you didn't try things.

Technically she did, since you were born.

-Who asked you?
-The idiot who brought it up.

No matter your age,

life is an adventure,
and it's never too late to start over.

As a woman,
I still have masculine qualities.

-And we fear them…
-Hi, girlfriend.

Hey, you remember Pili?

That dyslexic who did
the creative writing workshop with me.

I mean, she published a bestseller!

-I'm so happy for her.
-Oh yeah. I'm watching her online.

Imagine if it was me
being interviewed. Wow!

-And how's your book coming along?
-I can't work on it.

-With Esteban's career, I don't have time.
-But you do have time for massages, Botox.

Those boobs Esteban wants you to get.

Ma'am, the surgeon will see you now.

You're at the surgeon's?

When you're ready.

Look. Esteban says he's becoming governor,

so I have to look amazing.

I mean, Estrella,
I'll be in history books.

Your boobs will.

It's one of those things
you don't think about.

The alarm went off.
I have to rinse the dye out. It burns.

-See you later? Bye.
-Okay.

Bye.

I want you to take hold of the beast

and tell all the women watching us

what message you want to give them
through your book.

That we all have a beast inside us,

and that, no matter your age,

only you can wake that sleeping lioness.

Do it.

That's right. So, lady…

You're gorgeous.

Pink suits you.

Ramiro, where are you?

If we want to get pregnant,
we've got to do our homework now.

Relax, I'm here. I snuck out
of the office. I've got 15 minutes.

-That's okay. We only need three.
-Okay.

Let's hurry.

-Horny.
-Fifteen minutes, three down.

-Let's see.
-Oh, okay.

-Oh, that's nice.
-I've got to focus.

Think about what you love about me.
About these.

-I love them.
-Yes? What else do you love?

And I love…

What else?

-Your eyes.
-Yes?

And your eyes look

just like your mother's.

What?

I can't.

-Sorry. I can't.
-Why?

What do you mean "why"?

Look at them, all the photos. Look.

It's like our mom is watching us
make out from her grave.

Forget my mom.
What do you want? What do you need?

Like this?

-Is it working?
-Yes.

-Good. Time's up.
-Right.

-Yes.
-Let's get to work.

-No!
-Mom!

-You knocked her over!
-Oops.

-But I--
-Oh no, Mom. I'm sorry.

Unbelievable.

-Oh, Mom.
-José.

Oh no, Mommy.

Oh no.

-Baby, I have to go.
-What?

I have to pick up some files at José's.

And we have a meeting with Esteban
in half an hour.

We're never getting pregnant at this rate.

I'm sorry, sweetie. I really love you.

My mom's smeared on your forehead.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

Bye, baby.

Dramatically different.

My husband noticed this one
points north and that one south.

One's hard and one's flabby.
You have to do the surgery, doc.

Disparity is natural
in certain parts of the body.

But in the boobies?

What's that about?
See how flabby it is. Swaying.

You can apply the ice now.

Look, we can fix them
with a hyaluronic acid implant.

-It's the state of the art.
-Oh, okay.

But I'm not allowed to release it
until December.

No way. December?

Not possible.
The elections are in two months.

And a colleague in Mérida has the last one
of the right type and size.

-Who?
-I'm not referring you to my competition.

Doctor, please. Why not? Oh no!

Doctor Claudio?

-Too much Botox.
-Can you step out for a second?

-And my mouth?
-The swelling will subside.

You look gorgeous. Give me a moment.

Doc, which colleague has the implants?

I told you that's confidential, Paty.

Thanks, doctor. Hi.

Everything is ready, right?

All 200 units?

Estrella. Nice to meet you.

But you can call me Star.

You look different from your pictures.

It's just that I dyed my hair.

I know what you're thinking.

The curtains match the drapes.

What are you drinking?

A lemonade.

A lemonade? Oh, kids these days.

Can you send us some rainbows?

-No problem.
-Thank you.

Okay.

Okay.

What are we celebrating?

The most memorable day of your life.

The files are just inside. Ask Marilú.

-Yes, I just got here.
-Bye.

COME IN…

Hello?

I'll be right there.

Take a seat on the couch.

Don't say a thing, my Ali Baba.

Uh-uh! Don't move.

Happy anniversary, my love.

-Oh.
-Ramiro!

-What are you doing here?
-José forgot some files.

-Why didn't you speak up?
-Not my fault.

Get out before I shove my slipper
up your ass!

Oh, my eye!

-I brought wine.
-Started without me? It's half empty.

I guess.

Ramiro is really shy.

-That's why he didn't stop you.
-Let's drop it. So embarrassing.

God, what happened to you?

-Too much Botox.
-And the lips?

-The swelling will subside.
-Sure.

What's the plan?

Wine, poker, crying about old times.

Why didn't I meet you in high school?

We used to have so much fun.

Look at us, back before we had
responsibilities and stretch marks.

And cellulite, right?

Remember the trip we wanted to take?

What trip?

We wanted a road trip.
Go on the run without telling our family.

That's so fun!

But then came the boyfriends,
husbands and children.

Speak for yourself.

So many memories.

-Is this our bucket list?
-Hold on.

"Go to the beach, do a striptease."

-Check.
-"Hitchhike."

"Rescuing animals, getting high."

"Being rebellious."

"Tell Antonio Posadas I loved him."
Who is he?

-Oh! Antonio Posadas.
-Posadas!

Yes, Marilu's handsome ex-boyfriend.
She was going to marry him before José.

He's from a rich family.

They own a hotel chain.
Can't remember which one.

-What happened?
-He really broke my heart.

We had a fight one summer,
and he didn't talk to me.

-I wrote him and he never replied.
-Never.

All I know is he went to live in the US.
Never heard from him again.

You never did because you don't want to.

We can look him up. Let's see.

-You can find anything.
-Yes.

What's his name?

Antonio Posadas Cervantes.

Antonio Posadas Cervantes.

This mentions the hotels, yeah.

Owner of the Fiesta Americana chain,
Live Aqua.

It says he donates to many charities,
so he's a good person.

Not always. All that glitters isn't gold.

He's marriage material. Divorced,
no children. Let's see his Instagram.

-Let's see.
-He has a doggy.

-Hey.
-Marilú, come on!

Look, it says that he's giving
a speech in Cancún this weekend,

at one of his hotels.

-Let's go.
-Calm down. We can't.

-Yes.
-But we don't have to go see him.

We can do the road trip we always planned.

Yes, to hell with our husbands.
We won't tell them.

That way we can go to Mérida
to get the implants.

No, you look great like this.

It's not a bad idea. And I'll scatter
my mom's ashes in the Caribbean,

like she wanted.

Getting rid of the mommy issues.

Yes, damn it.

It's just what we need. Yes.
Where's my glass?

A totally kick-ass adventure.

With my awesome mom.

-No husbands, no kids, nothing.
-Yeah!

Naked!

-Maybe not naked.
-Why would we?

Because we can.

-What's up, honey?
-Hi, Mom. How are you?

-You had a fight with Pedrito? Why?
-No. Why?

-Shall I come pick you up?
-What? No.

Sure. I'm on my way.

Well, I have to leave, okay?

-No, we're planning our trip.
-What about our trip?

-And the trip?
-What trip?

How about my kids?

Leave them with him.

Let's take a vote.

We go on our adventure in two days.
No telling anyone.

Are you serious?

-Oh, no. Hands?
-Always.

-Yes, put your hand there.
-Okay, there it is.

So, yes.

Come on, so he knows
you're serious about the divorce.

What divorce?

Famela!

I just asked you for advice.

-Sorry.
-What divorce, Marilú?

You're getting divorced?

-No.
-Are you okay?

We're not doing so great.

It's the third year
he's forgotten our anniversary.

You have to scare him a bit, Marilú.

-No.
-Yes, come on.

It's okay. I'm fine.

I have to go. I'm sure
José is waiting for me, embarrassed.

-Why didn't you tell me?
-And I'm here planning trips.

I love you. Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

-Why didn't you tell us?
-Because I'm a good friend.

-But we're going, right?
-Of course.

-Of course.
-Of course.

Not the hand again.

-You're good at keeping secrets.
-If she gets divorced, I'm screwed.

You've been screwed for years.

We are in one of the distribution centers

of illegal merchandise, now dismantled,

run by the mysterious entrepreneur
known as El Gavilán.

GOOD EVENING, HANDSOME. WHEN CAN WE…

Authorities have yet to locate

this notorious human trafficker
and arms dealer.

His network has expanded
throughout the Southeast.

-Honey.
-Yes?

-Do you notice anything different?
-You had your hair cut, love.

I shaved my head and I spent 200,000 pesos
on the Black Card.

That's great, honey. Hey.

Which one looks sweeter to you?

The one where you're cross-eyed.

What do you mean…

Come on.

I look cross… I look cross-eyed!

Yes, really cross-eyed.

I went to see the surgeon today.

Hello!

Great, babe.
They'll finally make them match.

José, go back to the office
and have the other one printed.

The one with the baby.

I look cross-eyed in the one you picked.

Esteban, what are you doing?

I showed them to you earlier.
Why didn't you tell me then?

-Oh, so now it's my fault?
-As if you had so many things to do.

What?

You look scared.

I'm not scared, believe me. I'm frowning,

but the Botox won't let me.

-Where are you going? Esteban, look at me.
-I am.

-I want to ask you something.
-What?

You want a dog. That again?

We can't have any right now. No.

I have to go to the office
to supervise José.

If I don't do things,
nobody gets them right.

I'm surrounded by idiots.

"…is the kindest in the world…."

HOW TO IMPROVE YOUR RELATIONSHIP

PATY - I'M IN, GALS. FOR SURE.
ESTRELLA - YAY!

Ramiro.

I'm going to scatter my mom's ashes.

-When do we leave?
-I'm going to Cancún with the girls.

I think it's time to let her go.
What do you think?

Of course it's time,
so we can have more time together.

Yes, to get pregnant.

Get pregnant, yes.

But before that,

why don't we take some time
to enjoy each other more?

-More?
-Yes, more.

You spent the full first two years
of our marriage with your mom.

It's understandable. She was sick.

But we didn't go anywhere without her.

Now that she's gone,
we could go travelling,

be romantic.

Romantic. No.
You're saying I'm not romantic again.

I am romantic, damn it.

I'm listening. What do you want?

-Time with you.
-Okay.

You're very busy at the office,
and the little time you have for us

is just for boom, boom, for sex.
That's it.

I end up like this.

Looking at the ceiling and…

I feel I'm being used.

That's the truth.

Are you going to cry?

See?

Don't laugh. You don't care.

For a while, I've felt like you don't care
about me, that I'm an accessory.

Here.

And now you say
you're going with your friends.

Yes, to scatter my mom's ashes.
Isn't that what you wanted?

-Yes.
-See? I do listen to you.

I always listen to you, love.

I always listen to you.

We're leaving this weekend.
You can't tell Esteban or José.

It's a secret. Promise me.

Pinky.

No, I don't like that pinky thing.
Promise me.

If you tell them, I'll cut off your balls.

MARILÚ - WHERE ARE YOU?

MARILÚ - GIRLS…
COUNT ME IN FOR THE ROAD TRIP.

I missed you, gorgeous.

We'll be okay.

I didn't tell my husband.

-And you? Good.
-I didn't either.

Say hi to your old friend.

-Hi.
-No, not me.

To Corcholata.

Hey, who wants Fame to drive?

I feel insulted. You wound me.

Team back.

Ready?

For the best adventure of our lives.

One, two, three.

Come on, Marilú!

She's dead.

-Oh.
-Estrella!

Estrella!

Are you okay?

Oh my God.

Are you okay?

-Are you okay? Does it hurt?
-Did you hit yourself?

I am fine.

-Where did you hit yourself?
-Help her.

-Hello.
-Thank God. You are fine.

Hello.

No.

No, let's call it off.

No!

After this, nothing can stop us.

Fuck.

No, at this pace,
we're never leaving the city.

-Who needs sunscreen?
-Me!

On my nape.

-On your bald spot.
-Oh, thanks.

You know what?
I'll go see what's going on.

-Where?
-Open the door please, Marilú.

-Be careful.
-Why don't you get out that way?

-Wasn't it easier like this?
-Yes.

Like normal people.

All that. Was all that necessary?

Yes.

Hello.

-Why don't we just go back?
-No!

Sir, do you know what happened?

An egg truck rolled over.

An egg truck rolled over!

Those aren't eggs. They're chickens!

They're coming this way.

-Shit, there's a ton of them.
-Hurry, Estrella.

A stampede!

Hurry up! Hurry!

There's no time!

Oh God. What the hell was that?
That was something.

Oh, how cute.

-Don't think about it, Patricia.
-Hello.

-Hey.
-Hello.

This campaign will kill us all.

What happened to your eye?

Oh. A belly dancer.

Oh, just great.

I'm here working all night,
and you go to a strip club.

No, I don't do that.
It was actually at your house.

I arrived calmly to pick up the papers,
and a sexy belly dancer came out.

Very exotic.

Yeah. I didn't want to look,
but I couldn't help it.

But she dropped the veil
and turned out to be your old lady.

My mom?

Marilú, your wife.

Marilú, my wife?

Marilú. I'm such an idiot.
Our anniversary!

I forgot. Shut the door, Ramiro!

Vote for Esteban Sosa.

How disgusting.

-The chickens too.
-He is super handsome.

-I was so scared.
-You pooped on me.

I always wanted a pet.

RESCUING ANIMALS

-I decided to name him Kentucky.
-Kentucky?

Call it salmonella,
which is what it'll give us.

Ken, for short.

-Ken, I love it!
-Hi, Ken!

-He's so handsome.
-Hi.

Hey!

Look left.

There's some eye candy.

Dude, he looks like Maluma!

-Which one?
-No, it's Maluma.

Look. I've even got goosebumps.

Nobody looks like Maluma.

Five hundred pesos if you get him to turn.

-You're on.
-There's no way.

-You three are so boring. Hey!
-We overcame the chicken scare.

So much meat and I don't have a man!

Estrella!

Your turn.
You want to do it. I saw your face.

-Your turn.
-I'll do it.

No. You too, Famela?

Old jennies, fresh corn!

Her name is Famela!

Famela!

Something more like… Like this.
Something like…

"Oh, Jonah!", said the whale
when it felt him in its belly button.

Did you hear what I heard?

-It's not like we're ugly.
-We scared them off.

-You scared them off.
-This isn't over.

Do you want to be noticed?

-Control yourself, please.
-Yes.

Operation Star!

Smile for the picture!

She's naked!

She's nuts.
I'm taking her to the asylum now.

Cover up. Aren't you cold?

No!

I have freedom!

Okay, you were going
at over 140 kilometers per hour, throwing…

garbage on the streets
and behaving immorally.

We're sorry, officer.

-It's insulting.
-Yes, we're sorry.

-You wound me.
-We apologize. It won't happen again.

Yes.

I see.

Where are you going?

-To the beach.
-To Zipolite.

-To a baptism.
-The nudist beach.

Weren't you undressing too early?

Ladies, take care.

Four ladies can't be driving like that
in a red convertible.

-Don't you watch the news?
-Yes, it's dangerous.

Thanks for watching out for us, officer.

Here's your fine.

Let me see.

Officer Roberto Martínez.

I'm Estrella. Nice to meet you.
But you can call me Star.

Come on, waive the fine, Bobby.

Yes.

Yeah, it's one of those weird moments.

Very weird.

Yes, but no.

Thank you. How sweet. Really, how honest.

-You are so kind.
-It's good to see honest people.

-Drive safe, girls.
-Thank you.

-He didn't notice you.
-He called me beautiful.

When did he call you that?

That is an excited scream.

-Let's go.
-It's time.

-The party is here.
-Up with Jalisco.

You dropped your guitarrón.

They're really drunk.

I know, but it's the gesture that counts.

Start with one
that talks about forgiveness.

I'm sorry, my love

Don't hate me anymore

Please forgive me and come back

Carlitos.

Call your mom.

Tell her to come out.

That won't be possible.

Hold on.

-She left.
-Why did she leave?

Why did she leave and why did she die?

Look, please.

I can't hear anything.

If you could allow us…

If they allow us

We will love each other…

I can't hear anything. Quiet!

Just be silent for five minutes…

For fuck's sake, stop it!

Yes, stop it.

Can't you see
that my buddy's wife left him?

This calls for a tequila.

Marilú!

Marilú!

Help me find my wife, please.

-Be creative.
-You didn't see her?

-Check the whole house.
-Get to work.

Maybe she's hiding.

How could she be hiding?

They had a fight once,
and my mom hid in the closet.

And my dad didn't notice.

-Or she was trapped in the deck.
-Really?

-What happened to your eye?
-Nothing.

-Dad.
-What are you doing?

Making out. Can't you see?

Dad, calm down.
This is Emiliano, my boyfriend.

I've never heard of him.

Sir, we are a serious couple.
We've been together for a while now.

Four months.

That's a lot these days.

-Here!
-You found her?

Here!

You found her?

I found something to cure the hangover!

Cheers!

My mom left you!

What? What did you say?

DEAR JOSÉ

What?

That's what the note says.

WE CAN'T GO ON LIKE THIS.
IT'S NOT YOU, IT'S US…

Are you getting divorced?

Look, now it's clear.

MY LOVE
INCOMING CALL

-Don't pick up.
-What if something's wrong with my kids?

Then you'd have a message that says,
"Pick up. Carlitos died."

-That's cruel.
-Do you have messages from Esteban?

None, right?

Hey, look.

-Those goats are cute!
-Don't even think about it, Patricia.

Pull over. Poor gal.
Let's give her a ride.

No, terrible idea.

Yes, and adopting a rooster
is a great one.

You don't have daughters. Let's stop.

Oh God, finally!

I've been hitchhiking for a while and…

Cars pass by and nobody stops.

Look, my thumb is stiff.

Thanks. Are you passing by Veracruz?

Yes. Need a ride?

Hey, Marilú, no.

Shut up. She'll hear you.

Give me one second, okay?

Dude, she's a hooker.

A sex worker.

-Okay.
-No. That's the fashion trend these days.

Plus, it's better if we take her
instead of a truck driver or a murderer.

Oh, she's like me.
We've been taken by many.

Forget about that.
What if she is a murderer?

She'll hear you.

No, I closed the window.

Eh… I heard everything.

Are you going to kill us?

You are all insensitive. Come on, get in.

What's your name?

I am Rosa María Elizabeth
Jiménez Hernández de la Garza.

But since it's very long,
you can call me Lola.

-I'm Marilú.
-And the one with the pretty hair?

-My name's Estrella.
-I'm Paty.

-And you?
-I'm the driver.

Her name is Famela.

And why didn't you fly there?

-Because of the chicken, right?
-His name is Kentucky.

-We're doing a road trip.
-Four ladies on their own on a road trip?

-Ladies.
-It's so dangerous.

It's not dangerous.
That cop said the same thing.

Cop? He was a Mexican novelty officer.

He was made in Mexico, all bronze.

Just thinking about it
gives me goosebumps.

Officer Roberto Martínez.

Roberto Martínez?

Do you know him?

No, I'm just saying it sounds
like a soap opera character, like…

"What do you want, Roberto Martínez?"

How about you speed up?

I want to feel the engine
and the wind in my hair.

-Are you in a hurry?
-I have a very important casting.

I'm a dancer.

-You want to see how a lady speeds up?
-Yes.

-No, Famela.
-Yes, lady.

Oh God.

Oh.

No.

With some ladies traveling on their own.

I'll grab some tamales.

I'll take all of them.

Oh, relax.

No, don't worry.
They don't suspect anything.

-Done, ladies.
-You judged her harshly.

-She's a dancer.
-A table dancer.

Thanks.

Of course not.

-Put away my change.
-Kentucky, are you thirsty?

His comb is dehydrated, right?

Jesus Christ.

-Why did you bring a gun?
-For safety.

They are good, right?

Yes, they're made with chipilín.

-Imagine if the cop had seen it.
-He didn't.

Give it to me, Marilú.

Hey! Why?

-No. Hey, stop it, Famela.
-A trash can.

We'll throw it away.

We can't. I'm a politician's wife.

Yes, but I'll contact you
when I arrive at the harbor.

No, I can't. It's very dangerous.

Whoever carries a weapon will use it.

Hold on.

Let go.

Girls!

Let it go!

I bought tamales!

I killed her!

-For the love of…
-Jesus!

Christ!

Oh God, Estrella.

I'm fine.

Yes, officer. Yes.
They're trying to rob the store.

Thanks for saving my life, dear girl.

-Why do you have a gun, you fool?
-Yes.

Here. Guns are evil.

Yes, they're armed.

Oh my God!

I don't know. It's a red car.

Kentucky!

Oh my God.
What are you doing here, little one?

Come on, baby. Come.

That's it, little guy.

Don't touch my gun again.

What's done is done, and it stays here.

Understood?

Oh, cheer up. I didn't die.

Fortunately, my dear girl saved me.

What? A tamale for the shock?

-Yes, please.
-Give me one.

Oh, hi.

Estrella, nice to meet you.

I'll say goodbye quickly
because I've got to get to my casting.

-Bye.
-Good luck.

-Here. Take the tamales.
-Thanks.

Oh, my dear girl.

Good luck with your casting.

Bye.

I'm so tired.
Let's get an early night, okay?

Sleep?

Sleep is for the dead.

Come on, Marilú. Your waist looks tiny
with that dress. I hate you.

It's the girdle. I can barely breathe.

-Hi.
-Hello there.

Ready to take over the town?

Yes!

Wait. This is a good moment
for slow motion.

-What?
-Slow motion?

Like in the movies.

This is the exact moment for slow motion.

Here we go. One, two, three.

Patricia, are you okay?

There goes the other one.

Wow.

Try it. It's amazing.

Oh, no.

Go.

Pow!

Everything okay?

Oh.

-It hurts a lot.
-Oh, my tummy.

Goddamn tamales.

We're talking about this criminal gang

linked to other crimes,
such as arms and drug trafficking.

This network of criminals,
human traffickers,

is led by a man nicknamed El Gavilán.

Oh, no. I even had vomit under my boobs.

-Smell me.
-That's awful.

Does it still smell?

Oh, yes. A bit.

Jeez.

Did you imagine
your life would be like this?

Yes.

It's much better than I imagined.

I can't believe we brought a chicken.

But bringing a gun is fine, right?

It's our story's mascot.

Ramiro will laugh his ass off
when you tell him.

Laugh or envy.

Before going, he told me
he wanted us to spend more time together

before having children because I had spent
all my time on my mom.

Well, it's true.

I mean, yes.

You spent your wedding night
with your mom.

-You were there. She had food poisoning.
-From the alcohol she drank. Sorry.

Yes, but don't you wonder

what would've happened
if you had made different choices?

For example, if I had married Antonio.

When I see him,
I want to ask him what happened.

Why he vanished like that.

-But…
-It's nerve-racking.

You don't have to see him
if you don't want to.

Antonio isn't the point.

But he is a little bit,
because when I'm frustrated with José,

the first thing I think is,

"If you only knew
what a gorgeous guy I dated."

-Prioritize your husband.
-He says I'm very bossy.

That he feels used.

Sorry, but it's true.

You are bossy.
That's why you're not getting pregnant.

Your testosterone level is way up here.

Twenty years ago,

I saw myself married to José
and living happily ever after.

Remember how he wooed me with songs?

Horrible ones.

Yes, they were horrible,
but I was his princess.

I swear, I can't stop being controlling.

If I have to hang a picture, I do it.
I don't wait for him.

No, Famela, no.

If you have to hang a picture,

you tell him, "Honey, love,

can you help me hang it?"

Look at him and say,

"I love how your muscles look
when you hammer."

-"Oh, the nail."
-"The nail."

"Because I'm so vulnerable,
so useless and fragile."

"And really fragile,
like Mario's princess."

"Protect me, asshole. Asshole!"

-Oh.
-It's just that…

Being feminine
doesn't have to mean being fragile.

Some women are like me and that's okay.

I was his princess.

And now I'm the wife, the mom, the nanny.

The nurse, the cook.

Who are you when you aren't
one of those characters?

No clue.

That's tough.

I don't know.

Why are you waiting
for your husband to define you?

I get that what he gave you
made you feel alive.

But what do you give yourself?

But how will you make him feel
like your hero, your king?

Maybe I don't want him to be my king.

So that he isn't every other girl's king.

Like your Esteban?

No, thanks.

It was a comedy,
and you turned it into a drama.

Sorry, but how many times
has he cheated on you?

Four…

and a half.

And you're getting implants,
and that's what irritates me about us,

that we accept men just as they are.

Potbellied, hairy, bald, poor…

But we…

Well, society. Both men and women,
which is the worst part,

demand that we look spectacular for them.

That's why you're getting implants,
which clearly you don't need.

What you do need is to leave him.
Sorry, I said it.

And you don't want to have someone
who cuddles you every night?

-Get married?
-Oh, no.

No. Besides, I have plenty of people
to cuddle me.

No, seriously.

Don't you think it's time

to grow up as a woman?

Yes, I love him,
and I also know he'll change.

Oh, Paty, this is not a movie.

If it was a movie about you,

would you like to be
the main character or an extra?

Because that's what you are right now.

And what would I do?

What would you do?

You're an amazing writer.

Being a woman
isn't just marrying and having kids.

What I do is a choice.

You should grow up, Mari.

Mature grapes yield wine,
and pineapple yields tepache.

Now I'm thirsty. You want something?

Come.

Hey, what about this suitcase?

Whose is it?

It's Lola's suitcase.

But we can't open it.

Yes, we can.
If it's in our room, it's ours.

Oh my God.

Stop it.

Okay.

Oh, wow.

-Now that's fun.
-Lola.

Let me see.

Yuck. You know where that goes? Leave it.

What is this?

Turn it off!

Let me see this. What is it?

-Let me see.
-Open it.

What is this?

Press play.

I need girls.

How many?

Four.

Ten thousand dollars each.

Is it good?

Lola brought these tamales. They're good.

I can tell. I can hear you chewing.
It's distracting.

Five thousand dollars to start,
to show that I'm serious.

Yes.

Anything for El Gavilán, right?

-Where should we meet?
-Here.

Tomorrow at noon. Ask for The Godfather.

I booked the hotel!

-Are you all right?
-Everything okay?

You said you knew how.

We need a jack.

Yes, he could change the tire.

I mean the tool, dimwit.

I don't have one. Oh, well.

But we have another option.

What?

-This isn't working.
-Here comes one!

-Hey, sir! Sir, help us.
-Hey!

-Help us, sir.
-Oh.

-It's been two hours.
-Here's another one. Paty, come here.

Estrella, Paty.

-Move. No, get out of here.
-A musical.

-With an orchestra.
-A car's coming. Wait.

-It stopped.
-We need help.

Hey!

What did I tell you?

-I can't believe it.
-That's great.

Where are you going?

-To Mérida as well. On business.
-What a coincidence.

-That's great.
-And the chicken?

Found it. You have no idea
what happened to us. A branch hit me.

-The tire's ready, right?
-Yes, it is.

-Great.
-All set. You're good to go, ladies.

-Thank you very much.
-We're out of here.

So kind. How much should we tip him?

-Don't worry about it.
-Please take it.

Tipping is unnecessary

because we're taking you with us anyway.

No.

-Easy.
-Right, Gavilán?

No, dear Tuerto.

These ladies are too old.

Take a good look at them.

Are you in your forties?

Thirties.

Looks like you're right, Gavilán.

They're overly mature, right?

-Yes.
-They're no use to us.

-Overly mature?
-You're kidnapping us?

No.

Are we overly mature?

-Then what are you going to do to us?
-Nothing, we're too mature.

-Shut up.
-Wow.

Okay, stop.

What do we do with them, Gavilán?

Well…

El Gavilán never misses an opportunity

when one comes up.

My blood sugar's rising.

So is mine, with all these sweethearts.

What do we do with this?

What are you doing
with that urn? Leave it.

-It's good quality.
-Leave it.

No, don't touch my mom, asshole.

Oh, it's your mommy.

You're screwed, asshole.

This is how I like them.

Fierce.

Do you want a cigarette?

Open your pretty little mouth.

-Open it.
-Open your pretty little mouth.

Open your pretty little mouth.
He's the bad guy.

Oh, Famela.

Your mom's in good hands, sweetie.

Bye, queens.

You're gonna regret this!

Oh my God.

Famela.

I saw you.

Fucking asshole.

BEING REBELLIOUS

You've run into the devil, shithead!

Marilú, say something!

-No!
-She's getting close!

Slow down!

Give me back my mom, asshole!

Look, Tuerto, she can't live without me.

-Say something.
-…for all our sins.

You want a little kiss, degenerate?

No!

You fucking monster,
you don't mess with my mom!

Marilú, please say something.

Please.

She's fierce, Tuerto.

I'm so sorry, Corcholata.

Famela, you're gonna get us killed!

She's crazy.

No.

The gun!

Leave it.

Are you insane?

Go back to the shithole
you crawled out of, asshole!

I like being abused.

But not so much.

Have a nice trip, queens!

Everybody lean forward. Lean forward.

Forward.

Don't move. Don't breathe.

Estrella!

Sorry. It was me.

I'm scared and it got out.

Okay. Listen carefully.

Let's get out one by one.

-I'll go first.
-I'll go second.

Stay in the middle and in front.

Please, I want to live.

-Your turn, Paty.
-Here I go.

There. Very good.

-Slowly, Patricia.
-Coming. I'm doing well.

Very carefully. Slowly.

Hail Mary…

I can't get my leg over.
Help me with my leg.

-Hurry.
-Oh, no. This sucks.

-Hurry!
-I'm coming.

I got you!

Estrella!

Thank you so much.

Thank you, dear God. We're still here.

Hey, I don't mean to scare you,

but if you fall, you'll die.

Thanks, Patricia.

Okay. Come on, Marilú. Come here.

-Your turn, Marilú.
-Come here.

Come on, Marilú.

Your turn, Marilú!

Oh God!

Come on, Marilú.

…for all our sins…

…at the time of our death.

-Get your leg out.
-Hail, Mary, full of grace.

Sorry!

-Estrella.
-Come on.

Girls, my life is flashing before me,

and I really love you so much.

Get out or I'll put a bullet in your ass!

You are very aggressive.

Come here. Little by little.

-Come.
-Lean your weight forward.

Keep your eyes on me.

-Famela, eyes on me.
-You're doing great.

Think about your kids. Your future kids.

-Come on.
-Famela.

Do it!

Come on. That's it.

Oh, mom.

No, hold it!

Come here.

Give me your hand.

Yes!

Kentucky!

Okay, let's see.

Come here.

-Come here.
-Come, baby.

Come here.

Yes, baby, come here.

Come.

That's it, baby.

Come here. Yes.

Come to your aunties, sweetie.

Corcholata, no!

You think if I call the insurance agency,
they can still save it?

-I thought it was going to blow up.
-No, that only happens in movies.

Your mommy issues destroyed
the longest relationship I've had.

With Corcholata.

I should have stayed home.

It all started going wrong
when that branch hit Estrella.

What are you laughing about?

It's an adventure. Look at the landscape.

There's a truck coming.

No, stay here.

Hey, we're four women and a chicken.

-Sir!
-Famela, move.

-Hey!
-Out of the way!

Famela!

Have some compassion!

Hey, nobody's ever going to stop.

Patricia, you're crazy.

You know what?

I'm including this exact scene

in the book.

So what's it going to be about?

It'll be about four women…

Check this out.

Four women who find themselves

during a road trip.

But this is the opposite.
We're lost, Paty.

No. Sometimes you have to get lost
in order to find yourself.

Calm down, Paulo Coelho.

-Hey!
-Hey!

Yes!

HITCHHIKING

Heading that way?

Get on.

Our goal is to get there on our road trip.

-A road trip.
-But… Yeah.

A road trip? What a nice trip.

But they were mugged, Joy.
Didn't you hear?

Oh, what a bad trip.

He's Joy, my partner.

And I am Nala.

You…

Your root chakra is really misaligned.

Your yin and yang are out of balance.

She's right.

You…

have extensions.

For whom?

"She's right."

-Are you also going to Cancún?
-Tell me.

You…

Who are you?

-No, she's awesome.
-She's awesome.

Come on!

The cops! Code!

Help me, Estrella.

Relax, everything's okay.

Dispatch, I need details
on a license plate.

VNB 0143.

Copy, officer…

-Good afternoon, officer.
-Good afternoon.

-Is this your vehicle?
-Yes, officer.

May I see your documents?

That's when I had it shorter.

Is that Bobby?

How did he get here?

-Close it.
-I'm taking a look.

Yes, go ahead.

Officer Roberto Martínez.

Estrella!

-Hi, Bobby.
-Hi, girls.

What are you doing here, Bobby?

I'm on a mission.

I mean, it's a secret mission,
so I can't disclose too much.

If you're looking for drugs,
these guys are clean.

Vegan, gluten-free, not their thing.

Yes, I can tell.

I'm looking inside.

Tinder or Bumble?

-Estrella, you are a bit…
-Slutty?

No.

Straightforward.

Attention, all units. 10-31 in progress.

Proceed to Progreso-Malecón highway. Out.

-Copy that.
-Proceed immediately.

I'm on my way.

Well…

I have to go.

Take care.

You are Bumble. Yes.

Gentlemen are on Bumble.

Okay, gentlemen, you can go.

And please sober up, okay?

I feel this union is like…

-Cosmic.
-Cosmic.

Sister.

I know.

And how long have you been together?

Nine. No, less than that.

Seven.

Years?

Days.

Wow.

How have you lasted so long?

It's about accepting your partner
as they are.

-The problem is expectations.
-Expectations.

We expect him to do something,
and if he doesn't, you feel unhappy.

But we should be in charge
of our own happiness.

I FINALLY FOUND YOU, STAR!

I mean, I'm not here to rescue Nala.

And I'm not here to complete you.

How romantic.

This is really good, Nala.

I love mushroom soup.

They're not just mushrooms!

-They're magic mushrooms.
-What?

Explain yourself.

Ladies and gentlemen,

this plane is about to take off.

Please fasten your seatbelts.

Seats in the upright position!

And put your tray tables up.

Because we'll be cruising at 10,000 feet.

And remember that on this flight,
smoking is allowed.

GETTING HIGH

Do you believe him, Kentucky?

Famelita!

Famela!

Mom?

I'm here.

Mom?

Come here.

No way.

Blessed Virgin.

Blessed Virgin, what do you ask
of your humble servant?

What's wrong, Paty?

Enlighten me.

Blessed Virgin,
my husband is cheating on me,

and I don't know what to do.

Leave him, just like I left Joseph.

José is an asshole.

The Virgin divorced Joseph,
and look at her!

She's so happy!

Mom!

Daughter.

Ramiro, why are you dressed
like my mother?

Because I am your mom, love.

Oh, okay

Fami, you have to let me go, princess.

But I miss you so much.

You look so much like me.

We're identical.

I understand you, sister.

If I find out José is cheating on me,

I'll kill him.

I'll take Famela's gun and…

bang!

What a great idea.

Your womb, daughter.

-And these are your eggs.
-My eggs!

-Mommy.
-Go get them.

Mommy.

They're waiting for you.

I'll go get my eggs, mom.

-Mommy.
-Go.

Did you hear what the Virgin said?

-She's not the Virgin. She's Marilú.
-No, she is the Virgin.

Oh, Marilú. What about you?

Go with Antonio Posadas.

What's up with you?

-Yeah, right?
-You're showing.

Where are you, my Antonio?

You mean "our."

Yours and mine.

-Yours, mine. He belongs to both of us.
-Both.

You don't believe me, do you?

Hello.

But Antonio Posadas sent you

many emails.

And I…

saw them, selected all of them…

Click.

I knew your password,
and that's why you never heard from him.

How do you come up with this stuff?

Is that true?

-Really?
-Yes, really.

Is what you say true?

Exactly.

And why would you do that,

you big beaver?

I love the word "beaver."

Fight like a warrior, Mari.

Bang!

HEIGHT: 5'3"
ENERGY: 100%, WEAPON: GAMMA RAYS

HEIGHT: 5'4"
ENERGY: 100%, WEAPON: X-RAYS

My eggs!

Oh, ew! Get away.

-Let me explain.
-No.

Have you seen my shoe?

I was wearing it.

On my foot.

Chilaquiles.

Me! I want chilaquiles!

I want some!

Have some chilaquiles, Paty.
They're really good.

Thanks, Joy.

Thank you for boiling the chicken.

Chicken?

Spit it, idiot! It's Kentucky!

Kentucky.

You were my only pet.

We are nothing.

You'll always be in my heart.

And in my stomach.

Shut up, beaver.

Hey, this is a funeral.
What's wrong with you two?

Would anyone else like to say a few words?

I want to say something.

I do.

Life is sweet or bitter.

It's short or long.

Those who enjoy it find it short.

Those who suffer find it long.

Oklahoma's death…

Kentucky.

…shows us that friendship
is a legacy, right?

It's a symbol of the unity

of our parents,

of our siblings.

We promise you we'll always stay true

to the principles of freedom and justice

that make our country

a nation that is independent…

Independent.

…humane, and generous,

and to which we dedicate our existence.

Attention! Now!

Oh, wow.

IMPALA CAFE

Estrella, look. Like your Corcholata.

Show some respect
for Corcholata, Patricia.

HUNAB K'U
PLASTIC SURGERY CLINIC

Hey! Stop!

What did you do?

I stole them.

-You stole boobs?
-Let's go.

Yes, look. They fit.

Let's go.

My people found the clunker
they were driving.

-And the girls?
-Is my mom okay?

-No trace.
-I don't think so.

-Shut up, Carlitos. It's not a joke.
-It was her car.

-Carlos, stop it.
-Sonia.

Paty was seen on CCTV
at a hospital in Mérida.

-What? Stealing boobs?
-Mérida?

-From where? I don't get it.
-Let's go to Cancún.

They're going to scatter
my mother-in-law's ashes there.

How do you know that?

Fam told me before leaving.

You knew where they were going?

Fam asked me not to tell anybody.

-And you're so obedient, right?
-She's not his mom.

Done, shaman. We're here, ladies!

-Thanks.
-Let's follow each other on Instagram.

-Thanks.
-Promise.

Thanks.

-Bye!
-Thanks for the clothes, Nala.

Bye, Nala. Bye, Joy.

-Bye.
-Namaste!

May Kentucky protect us!

Can you tell me why we are in Valladolid?

-I'm getting my mom back.
-Let me see.

Crap!

-Everything okay?
-You're nuts.

-Take us there. To Jack.
-No, not there.

-No.
-Let's go.

Get in.

Don't step on them.
The flamingo is very expensive.

Get in.

Famela.

Damn it.

-What's your plan, Famela?
-Blow up the place?

Stop questioning me.

-Open up. I'm going to throw up.
-Are you okay?

Those damned tamales of yours!

Open the door!

Godfather, the girls got sick.

You promised me some girls for El Gavilán.

I don't care what plantation
you get them from,

but you'll get them.

Or we're both dead.

You've got one hour.

-Don't touch her.
-You can't come in.

Wait here.

Don't touch her.

-What are we doing?
-I don't give a shit.

-Look at this place.
-No. Let's go.

God, it's horrible.

Whoa! What are you doing here?

Lola?

Dear girl.

No, the question is,
what are you doing here?

Yes, what a coincidence, right?

No.

We met her just before we got mugged
on the highway, remember?

Yes.

Of course! You tipped them off!

You told El Gavilán
so that he could mug us.

El Gavilán?

-Yes.
-Yes.

You ran into El Gavilán?

He is El Gavilán.

He's the notorious
human trafficker and arms dealer.

His network has expanded
throughout the Southeast.

I'm part of a secret government operation
in conjunction with the DEA.

My mission is
to catch men like El Gavilán.

Let me reintroduce myself.

My name is Rosa María Elizabeth
Jiménez Hernández de la Garza.

But my coworkers call me Lola.

Commander Lola.

El Gavilán is suspected of robbery,

smuggling weapons
and, worst of all, trafficking women.

Girls whose moms never see them again.

I came because El Gavilán
is coming to a show

and I recruited some dancers,
but they got sick.

COVID?

Diarrhea. The chipilín tamales.

-Oh, no. How can we forget?
-What a nightmare.

So awful.

Can we help? We met the guy. I don't know.

What?

No.

No. What did you have in mind?

That you could dress as strippers.

Us?

-Oh, no. That's terrible.
-Us.

-Us.
-Why not?

You could get
a five million dollar reward.

Five million dollars?

Without dancers,
I have to cancel the show.

If there's no show,
there'll be no Gavilán.

Hey, I took pole dancing lessons.

Okay, but this guy
is super, hyper, mega dangerous.

There is a risk.

But think that we can stop this tonight.

Yes, but we could get killed.

Killed.

I'd do anything to catch that asshole.

The commander saved your life.

DON'T OVERTHINK IT

Okay, let's do it.

How slutty do you want us?

DO A STRIPTEASE

Do you like them?

This way. I saved your spot.

El Tuerto's on the right.

El Gavilán is in the back.

Lift your ass

or you're catching a bullet.

I missed you too, sweetheart.

Be quiet, Gavilán.

-Boss. Good evening.
-Hi.

Can I have a beer?

Where's your office?

-Oh, I go up and down. I love it.
-Say anything and I shoot you.

-Can I have a drink?
-You should be quiet.

Walk, asshole.

Can I have some?

Huh? My treat.

Tell me where my mom is, asshole.

You're screwed.

I recommend you leave things as they are

and go back where you came from.

-What do we do now?
-Get him out of here.

-What? How?
-And find the ashes.

I'll look for them.

Forger Tinder. This isn't the time.

What are you doing?

-It's just a little wad.
-Hey!

Estrella, leave that.

-Put it back.
-Sure.

Put it back.

Sure.

You steal more than boyfriends, huh?

You wouldn't have married him.

How do you know that?

They were my emails, from my boyfriend.
You liked him, so you deleted them.

Antonio wasn't good for you, Marilú.

-I always regretted breaking up with him.
-Really?

And why did you?

A silly fight.

I was jealous of his best friend, Teresa.

I never heard from him again
because this idiot blocked him.

Because he flirted with me.

What?

No way, you liar.

That asshole tried to kiss me.

Obviously, I couldn't tell you.

-You'd have thought I was lying.
-Obviously.

Can this argument wait?

And I also found out

that he was cheating on you with Teresa.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because you wouldn't believe it from me.

I couldn't let you marry him.

I'm sorry, Marilú.

Why wouldn't I believe
my best friend, silly?

How sweet.

The feather duster has a heart after all.

She has crocodile tears

in her feathered snake eyes.

Don't mess with my friends,
dick-faced motherfucker.

Goddamn fucking asshole!

Girlfriend!

Right on, dude!

Turn off that cell phone right now!

Tell me where my mother is

or I blow your brains out, asshole.

Hidden in the safe.

Drop the guns
if you want to see the pussycat again.

Do you know each other, queens?

I said drop them!

They have Paty.

Untie him, Famela.

Quickly. Yes, there.

Back to back.

Too bad we had to get to this point.

Now I have to kill all of you.

Please don't.

My husband rubs shoulders
with the president.

That makes two of us.

Dear Lord, keep and protect us.

…for all our sins. Amen.

Hail, Mary…

Our relationship
could have been so beautiful.

Whose fucking phone is that?

Oh, no.

No.

Where?

Don't move.

Dude.

Oh my God.

Let's see what this hunk has to say.

"Ask El Gavilán

who made El Tuerto a cyclops."

Split up!

Follow me!

-Cover me!
-No!

Bobby! Weapon!

Lola, back there!

We drove El Gavilán crazy!

Paty, my mom's in the safe.

Estrella!

The guns!

What?

What?

Come out!

You're surrounded!

Grab a gun!

-Come here.
-You shoot.

No.

Give me one.

You take the left.

Oh, the safe. Right, the safe!

Okay, Gavilán.

G is four. A is two. V is eight.

Cover the left. I'll take the right.

Throw me the gun.

As hard as you can!

Oh, sorry.

Give me another one.

There's another safe. Okay.

What is that? No.

Paty, here!

Famela, I got it.

It's mine.

Hey!

Asshole!

-Come here.
-Oh!

Hey, what are you doing?

Give me back my mother!

Drop her!

Hard.

Hard. Come on!

There you are.

Do you want to play?

Give me my mother back, asshole!

-Estrella.
-I'm sorry.

Hey, you!

Yeah!

No!

No!

Fuck.

We're coming for you.

Okay.

We aren't the weaker sex.

Let go of my mom!

Oh, you want this?

Think you're tough, huh?

Shoot and I'll scatter them.

I will scatter them.

I can't. No.

No, Marilú, not you.

Marilú.

Don't you dare.

-Bye, mommy.
-No!

Bye, mommy.

No!

Blessed art thou amongst women…

and blessed is the fruit
of thy womb, Jesus.

Going somewhere, baby?

With these princesses.

We're queens, asshole.

Queens.

Okay, it's all clear. Let's go.

-Congressman.
-Esteban.

-Candidate.
-Nice to see you.

Thank you so much
for your help and discretion.

…who ran a human, arms,
and drug trafficking network.

These brave dancers
single-handedly executed an operation

with Commander Jiménez Hernández.

-Turn up the volume.
-Tell me it's not true.

I have something to say.

Hold on.

I'm candidate Esteban Sosa's wife.

And I want to tell him, if he's watching,
that he can go fuck himself.

Don't vote for him.

Because everything about him is a lie.

Yes, Carlitos.

Dancers against the drug trade.

When my boob exploded,
it discharged hyaluronic acid.

If it comes in contact with your eyes,
it burns badly.

Clear the area.

Let's get out of here.

Hi.

Oh, my Star.

Thanks for the warning.

We wouldn't have made it without you.

Just "thanks"?

Marilú, you're really going to see
Antonio Posadas?

-I can't believe it.
-We made it here, didn't we?

I'm very curious.

This way.

Yes.

Yeah, we're here.

CONFESS MY LOVE TO ANTONIO POSADAS

What happened?

It's not about Antonio Posadas.

I have nothing to say to him.

It's about me.

About choosing myself.

My love

This is our life together

Both of us crazy, out of nowhere

Smiling at everyone

Who see us pass by

So in love

That then

The night lasts a little longer

Patricia!

Do you want to explain?

No.

I want a divorce.

You're getting nothing from me.

I don't need anything.
I can make it on my own.

Moreover, you can keep all your shit.

Keep these.

And these.

That doesn't make me
any more or any less of a woman.

The night lasts a little longer

Travelling by your side on the train

Is a dream that's hard to believe

Long live love!

Yes!

Je t'aime beaucoup.

Long live love!

I love you, Marilú!

Where were you?

Oh, how romantic.

-Where have you been?
-You have no idea. So much happened.

I'll tell you later.

-First, I have a proposal.
-Yes.

How about we forget about our plans

and go on a trip?

Are you sure?

I am the way I am,

and I won't change.

But I have to stop
trying to control everything.

I trust you.

Just not a cruise.

Or travelling by train…

Estrella?

I'm Antonio. Do you remember me?

Sure, but no thanks.

No, she doesn't remember.

Marilú,

I promise I won't forget
any important occasions.

I promise
I'll be closer to the kids, to you.

I just want to make you happy.

I can take care of my own happiness.

But our relationship has to change, José.

We've got to make this work together.

As a team.

And if you agree,

then we can give each other a chance.

Yes.

-You agree?
-Yes, I agree.

I love you.

I love you too.

We hug little by little

We slowly join our mouths

Warm breath and sighs

Nightfall

So in love that then

The night lasts a little longer

GOING TO THE BEACH

Oh my God.

Keep going as if nothing happened.

Mom…

here's where I close the cycle.

So awful.

We made it.

Oh, thank you so much.

Thank you so much.

Thank you
for the best adventure of our lives.

See? It's not so bad getting lost
in order to find ourselves again.

Yes.

I feel very…

Very like myself.

It's me.

I love you so much.

-Me too.
-Me too.

Me too.

ONE YEAR LATER

Yes, Queens on the Run.

And my character will be played
by a very famous actress.

My water just broke.

Subtitle translation by: María C. Delgado