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-Hi, can I help you? -No, I'm fine, thanks.
What happened? Why didn't you go in?
I got a message. Change of location.
We have to leave now.
Hurry! Start the car!
MEXICO CITY
Always the same, right?
-Hello, Catalina. -Hello.
Did you see who just arrived?
Here you go.
Hi, this is Paco, your trusted Chus&Go.
If you're looking for...
-I'm not here right now... -a discrete, clean service, call me.
-Please leave a message. Thanks. -I'm not here right now.
Call me back.
Honey, I'm worried. Call me. It's urgent.
Where on earth are you, son! Call me.
I can't get hold of you. Call me when you can.
Hello?
I have to talk to the police in Madrid.
Taxi! Taxi!
Wait there!
-Hi, there. -Hi.
To number 10, Alarcón Street, please.
-How much will it be, roughly? -About 25 euros.
Does that include dinner and champagne?
Yeah, and a room with a jacuzzi.
Ha ha, you're hilarious.
Why do I bother coming to these neighborhoods?
It's daylight robbery, but it's an emergency, so drive.
I want the money upfront.
You know my son's one of you?
You mean he's a taxi driver?
He drives for Chus&Go.
The competition! Money upfront, please.
Are you this mistrustful of your mom?
My mom abandoned me as a child, lady.
Well, with that face, I'm going to abandon you as an adult.
Can't you see I'm an old woman?
Don't slam the door!
What a jerk!
Oops! She got herself killed!
No, no.
I don't think... I know something's going to happen.
Get your squad cars there now.
You OK, lady?
Yes, I think so.
Thank goodness.
No, no, I'm not OK.
Oh, dear Lord!
Oh! I think I've torn my collar bone!
That's not your collar bone.
OK, not my collar bone, but I've torn something internal.
Oh, my God!
But I didn't even touch you.
Get me the Mexican ambassador to Spain.
And find out everything... Everything you can about him and his family.
Understood?
Yes, your cousin in the secret police.
Yes, I'll hold.
You can't, my dear?
I wouldn't want to have to remind you about those photos in Aspen.
Oh! Did I promise to delete them?
How forgetful of me.
Mr. Ambassador, you have an urgent call from your great uncle.
He says the family's reputation is at stake.
Come in!
Sir, you have a call from the mayoress.
-Which mayoress? -The one from Madrid.
Yes?
Yes, it's me, Madam Mayoress.
Wh... Who? The ambassador of where?
Received. We're on our way.
NATIONAL POLICE HEADQUARTERS
Look lady, I stopped a whole foot away from you!
You just don't want to take responsibility now.
Responsibility for what? You saw it.
She's a liar. She wouldn't pay
-the taxi fare. -Record his face in case I die.
No, don't film me!
-I didn't do anything. -Didn't do anything?
Look, lady, what is it you want?
Money? Well, I don't have any. I don't have any!
I knew it.
-Ma'am, you can't go in. -But I live there.
No one's allowed in.
My kids' dinner is in the oven.
Well, order a pizza.
-You can't come in. -What about my kids' dinner?
Please, move along.
Ma'am, move along.
And I've got no money for a pizza. God damn it!
Kid, wait, wait! Wait. Don't shut the door.
Hold on, son. I left my keys inside.
Oh, thank you, sunshine!
-Wait! Who are you? -Who am I?
The one who puts up with your dog barking all night.
-My kids can't sleep. -My dog?
Ah, the little thing. What a cutie!
I'm the one who puts up with your snoring, honey.
You're shameless, lady!
Good afternoon.
The unit chief's mom.
The unit chief's mom?
Hello?
I can't right now, Mom. I'm working.
I'll call you later.
Don't shoot.
Please, don't shoot!
Oh, please!
Don't shoot. He's my son. I'm begging you!
As soon as Mom found out we were engaged,
she booked a flight from Mexico to Madrid.
-How impulsive. -Yeah, I told you what she's like.
-Can't wait to meet her! -Well, at least
mine didn't blackmail a motorcyclist to drive her all around
-the city. -So embarrassing! It even made the news.
And your sister uploaded videos of your mom giving a statement.
I think we need to set some boundaries.
For who? Your mom or your sister?
No, I meant your mom.
You've reached your destination.
Sorry to interrupt, but we've missed my stop.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
I'll drive around the block
and come back again.
No, don't worry, you're in a hurry
to pick up her mother.
I'll get out here and walk. It's no problem.
Thank you so much!
You're welcome, miss.
But if you don't mind a Chus&Go passenger
giving their opinion,
I think it's terrible
to blackmail a poor motorcyclist.
Although blackmailing
eight people in order to reach the Mexican ambassador
and blackmail him too... I think that might be worse.
Actually, it was six people, not eight.
And no, sir, it's none of your business.
Well? Weren't you leaving? Your journey's over.
Yes, I'm going. I don't want to argue.
What are you laughing at?
-Eh? -And why are you doing this?
Working when we have to go and pick my mom up
from the airport.
No puppy dog eyes, babe. You know I can't stand that.
Hi, guys! Cai here, live-streaming my brother's proposal
to his girlfriend. Say what?
Proposal in this century? What's next?
Chickens and cows in exchange for their daughter?
I think it's nice and if they like traditions,
I'm sure Camila will want to wear my wedding dress.
Mom, don't bring it up. My brother already said no.
I've had it dry-cleaned already.
What's this?
It's for your brother's wedding.
I didn't sleep a wink thinking about all the details.
For his wedding and the princesses' second weddings.
Stop crumpling up the pages, girl!
If anyone knows about weddings, I do.
Paco said he wants a simple wedding.
Simple doesn't mean all the little details can't be taken care of.
-And... -The maximum display of love.
Shut up, Cayetana.
Leave me alone.
Cai. My name's Cai.
I can't afford to lose customers. I need to make my daily average.
The wedding's expensive.
I'm sure my mom will want to pay for it all.
Really?
Yes, I know her.
Well, if she wants to give us a gift.
But then she'll want to do everything her way.
No, that's not happening, babe.
It's our day. We have to learn to say no.
She never takes no for an answer,
-so, it'll be tricky. -Because she's never met me.
I can be the best son-in-law in the world,
but she'd better not make me mad, because...
I'm incorruptible.
You know what I mean? I'm like the ice man.
So, after the first no, she'll get a second one
and then no, no and no.
And I'll take care of the food.
Yes, yes, of course.
The wine pairings must be perfect.
I'll be in charge of the wine, OK?
Darling, you drank every wine they had on the plane.
Sweetheart, you know how flying makes me a little nervous.
Anyway, for now, let's focus on the proposal.
Proposal?
Why do you think we came? To formalize your engagement.
An engagement isn't sealed
until there are photos that tell the story.
My mom's made some lunch. Later, we can take some pics.
How wonderful, Paquito, to meet you and your family.
Mom, what is there to formalize? I already said yes to Paco.
I just want people to have a photo of the ring.
Oh, please! What does it matter?
-Paco, darling! -Yes?
Can you be in charge of organizing a decent engagement party?
Yes, yes, of course I can.
You will have an elegant and glamorous proposal
if it's the last thing I do.
Let me get that.
Don't worry. No, no.
-Can I help? -No.
-What? -I'll get that.
I'll do it, I'm used to it.
Mom, make some G&Ts for Camila's parents, OK?
Paula?
Yes, I'll pass you to my daughter.
-Who is it? -The photographer.
-Give her the address. -OK.
Hello, Paula, this is Camila.
THE PROPOSAL
-Hello! -They're here!
-Come in, come in. -Welcome.
Please, come in.
-Hi, Carmen. -Oh, hi, honey.
-How are you? -Hi.
-Hello. -Let me introduce my family.
-My mom, Catalina. -A pleasure.
-My dad, Humberto. -Nice to meet you.
This is Carmen, my mom, and Cayetana.
-Call me Cai. -And she...
She's a magazine photographer my mom hired.
-Oh, wow! -Hi, just pretend I'm not here.
OK, hon.
Paco, please, you forgot to introduce your dad.
Right, this is Paquirri, my dad.
Impossible.
What's impossible?
That he forgot to introduce his dad.
Impossible
would be to forget my Paquirri, may he rest in peace.
He sang,
danced... He was an artist.
I spent the best years of my life by his side.
And he was so affectionate.
-He was passionate and fiery... -Mom.
-He was... hot stuff. -Mom.
-Don't make us call the firemen! -Hot stuff!
They've just got off the plane, I doubt
they want to hear how hot Dad was. A drink?
-That would be lovely. -I made a nice, cool sangria.
But the Chinese greengrocer had run out of ginger.
-Well, let's try it. It looks delicious. -Yes, of course!.
I have to tell you about my wedding. You have to hear this,
because it was spectacular.
It was all people could talk about in Carmona and my dress
was out of this world.
Paquirri in his tight pants,
his short waistcoat over the whitest of shirts
and his Cordovan hat.
And how he played guitar at the party.
And I danced and the people of Carmona
ate the best shrimp fritters.
The most beautiful wedding.
The best.
Aren't there any photos
of such a grand event?
The photographer had an accident.
I thought his studio had burnt down.
No, the films were stolen.
That doesn't matter now. All that matters
is that my only child
has a wedding like the one I had.
Mom, Cai's here.
Well, she can understand that
he's my only male child, and besides,
he has his dad's name.
Well, now that's clear and we're on the subject,
Camila and I have something to tell you.
-Right, babe? -Yes.
We want a simple wedding.
-Yes, something very simple. -Simple?
Bless you!
Are you OK?
It's my allergy. Do you have cats here?
Here? No, we've never had cats.
I think there must be cats here
because they're the only thing I'm allergic to.
And only some cats too.
I think we'll leave the proposal for another day.
It's just...
My throat's closing up. I'm sorry, I have to go.
Holy cow!
Would you have a plastic cup
for this delicious sangria?
Humberto!
Excuse me.
Another day, dear.
-Mom, did you get a cat? -Where the hell would I get a cat from?
Welcome, Mrs. Catalina.
What's your name?
Xavi. My name is Xavi.
-At your service. -A pleasure.
-Welcome, Mr. Humberto. -Thank you.
Weren't you better off at the hotel?
Why do you want to stay here?
I find hotels suffocating.
And this place is stunning.
We could even do the proposal here.
What do you think, Paquito?
What? Oh, yes, yes, of course.
I'm going to find something to drink.
Sir, the drinks are in the bar in the lounge.
Thank you, Xavi.
-Baby, will you go with my dad? -Sure.
You get your allergy back and just by chance you get this place lent to you?
Look, honey, if you want to join a classless family
and marry a man with no future, I respect that.
But I won't let it affect my family. Xavi, Xavi!
I have a surprise for you.
Look.
Do you like it?
No?
You didn't put on weight, did you?
It's rude to comment on other people's bodies.
And don't be mean about Paco and his family.
They've been good to me.
Don't worry.
I've invited his mother out shopping, so we can get to know each other.
I'm sure we'll be the best of friends!
Why do I feel like you have an ulterior motive?
Because I do, honey.
I'm going to get a drink.
I really missed you guys too!
THE DRESS
I'm so grateful to you for coming clothes shopping with me.
We came in such a hurry, I had no time to pack
I don't think I'm going to be able to help you here.
I'm not used to shopping in this kind of shop.
No? Well, you should. Look how well this dress suits you.
Really? But I'm a pensioner. I can't afford this.
-Then let me buy it for you. -No.
-No way! -But we're almost family now.
You could wear it at the proposal.
-Such a shame about your allergy. -Oh, don't worry about that.
A friend lent me her house for the proposal.
But I cleaned the house from top to bottom.
But why make matters complicated?
I can bring some omelets.
No. I've hired a catering service
-to take care of everything. -Why? Don't you like Spanish omelets?
I can make something else.
No! Just relax.
Relax and enjoy some pampering.
Look, like now.
I want to pamper you with some clothes.
But this isn't my style.
Please, accept my gift. As a big favor to me.
I want to ask you for a big favor.
Young man!
I want Camila to get married in my wedding dress
and for them to be as happy as Paquirri and me.
It was a spectacular wedding.
Not another one like it in Carmona.
And me, in that wedding dress...
It was out of this world.
-Can I help you? -Yes, yes.
-Really? -Yes!
-Yes, of course. -Yes, yes.
Do you have a dress in her size?
Of course. What size are you, madam?
Well, I guess...
one size less than her.
Boy, I want to taste you like wine.
Uncork you a while, we'll do it real nice.
Until morning comes.
Come on, I'm really in the mood.
Come on, do it nice and slow. Nice and slow.
Get to it, get to it. Do it nice and slow...
Oh, my God, I'm exhausted!
What are you doing? Hi, honey.
I'm wiped out.
Completely done in.
Where did you get all that?
Catalina wanted me to go shopping with her.
So I went and she even bought clothes for me.
How come?
I don't know, she's weird. I don't get her.
Well, we may speak the same language,
but we're from different cultures.
You think?
Totally.
What is this dress she bought me?
That lady's got no taste.
I look like a broody hen.
Look, I've even got feathers.
Mexico.
THE RING
Everything's perfect.
Make my husband's drinks weak, because he drinks them like water.
Weak.
Consider it done.
Catalina, your guests are here.
Thank you.
The García family has arrived.
Welcome.
Where's the dress I bought you?
I had to take it off. I looked awful in it.
This one's more my style.
Stay true to yourself, right?
No!
Excuse me?
Oh, I'm sorry, it's my allergy.
-What do we do, babe? -She'll be OK in a minute.
Welcome, family! Make yourselves at home.
-Paco, how's the taxi business? -Good.
Good, very good, thanks. Because Chus&Go gives me
the chance to be my own boss...
and my employee.
So as long as I don't fire myself!
I work long hours, but if I make my daily average,
then it's very profitable. My first investment was...
the ring.
Good, very good.
I like your attitude.
Then, after the deposit on the house,
I'll keep investing.
Ah, in what?
Bricks. That's what's most... Most...
It's a safe bet.
Very good. Here.
Dad,
you don't have to tip him for every drink.
What harm does it do? Carmen.
Don't you want a drink?
No, alcohol doesn't sit well with me.
-Are we expecting someone else? -It's for me!
Camila,
your mom and I were shopping the other day.
-We were talking... -This is my friend Rocío.
Rosa.
It's been so long
since I saw her! Anyway...
Rosa
is in Madrid for one day only.
-Tomorrow she's off to Seville. -Segovia.
And as she's
such a close and dear friend,
I didn't want to miss out on seeing her.
I hope you don't mind.
Of course not. Xavi!
Bring the ladies some drinks.
And pour us all another round while you're at it.
Right away, sir.
We'll start straight away.
But first,
I want to talk to you about a very important matter.
About traditions.
I was just about to say the same to Camila.
It's not just you two who are uniting,
you're uniting two families.
Two families
with their own stories
and traditions.
Exactly.
I want to ask you to use my family's engagement ring.
What family engagement ring?
Hold on, hold on, is that...
a diamond,
or an ashtray?
This ring was given to
my great great grandmother
and she gave it to my great grandmother,
who gave it to my grandmother,
who gave it to my mother.
Then why the hell did I have to buy you a ring?
Exactly! Why did Dad have to buy you a ring?
And why are we only
hearing about it now?
Because it's such a joyful story.
Yes, it's very funny.
It's joyful and very...
very funny. No, no. It's sad.
Very sad and personal. Isn't it, Rocío?
Rosa, yes, Rosa... Sad.
Very sad.
-So sad! -That's enough, Rosa.
We're uniting
families you said, right? Then you can trust us
and tell us this story that's so...
funny and sad, can't you?
No!
The main thing is it's important to me and I want you to use it.
The thing is, I don't...
Mom, I already have the ring Paco gave me.
Yes, she already has this one.
Well, you can sell that one, or...
use it for something else. A dinner,
or the movies.
Enough already!
Camila.
If your mother wants you
to wear the ring, because it has a lot
of sentimental value to her,
then you should wear it.
You can't say no to your mother.
Look how excited she is about it.
Paco, Paco.
OK, then...
Bravo!
-Bravo, bravo! -Here's to traditions!
Xavi!
I also have a favor to ask that's to do with traditions.
I want Camila to wear my wedding dress.
-Mom, we've talked about this. -But we haven't asked her.
And seeing as we're talking about traditions...
Oh, no, Carmencita. I'm going to take my Cami
to Paris to buy it, aren't I, darling?
-I think it's time for family photos. -Yes!
Let's take some photos!
Take one of the bride and groom. Show her the ring, darling.
That's it! Great!
Come on, everyone. Let's go!
Unbelievable!
OK, photo time. Paco, stand over there.
-Here? -Yes, please.
My friend can go here. Come, Rosa.
Carmen, can you move a bit to the right?
To the right?
A bit more.
-Here? -No, a bit more. A bit more.
But I'm miles away from my son here!
I know, but it's for the light.
The light? Who cares about the light?
I'll give you the light!
I don't care.
Great!
Hey! Let's all do a dance for TikTok!
-Don't start, sis. -Look, like this.
Cha, cha, swing your hips. Cha, heart!
-My heart is breaking. -OK!
Enough, enough. Now let's take one
with my daughter and my friend.
Here, you go in the middle. Thank you.
That's it.
-Paco... -Me?
Come here.
-Me, my friend and the bride and groom. -Your friend?
Yes.
Humberto, quick, get in the photo.
Yes, come on.
No, Xavi. Not you.
Mom!
Darling, it's a family photo. Smile!
-Now one with my mom. Mom, come on! -Yes!
-No! Let's dance! Come on, Rosa. -OK.
-Come on. -Where are you going?
-Come on, come up here. -Yes, come here, Carmen.
Let's get a photo of us.
-Photo? -Paula!
-Paula, come on. -Take it!
Take one with your phone.
Take a selfie.
-Over here. -Look at the camera.
That woman is a disgrace.
How lucky you could come.
Although, if you really want to be an actress,
you have a lot to work on.
Excuse me, I have a Goya for Best Newcomer.
That Goya is a sickness that's affecting
your performance,
because you're supposed
to be acting as my best friend,
but I didn't feel you were proud of your role.
You should go deeper into
your character.
You didn't feed me my lines well.
Anyway, here's what I agreed with your agent.
And save the dates I gave him. I want you to be at the wedding.
All right.
-Thank you. -Thank you, actress.
Oh, aren't you a cute little thing?
Give me a kiss.
-It's not going too bad, is it? -No, we're getting there.
Where's your friend?
She had to leave, but she'll be at the wedding.
-What's up with your dad? -I toasted
Seville, I toasted Madrid, but I didn't toast Mexico.
I'm a bad Mexican, aren't I?
We know how he gets, I don't know why we invite him! He's homesick!
Humberto,
we've only been away three days.
I really miss my golf buddies.
No more gin and tonics for him!
No, he's already drunk all our stock.
Good idea. You know what?
Bring me a tequila and a mariachi band.
Go on.
Look what I've got.
-Just look how pretty it is. -Mom, please.
Stay out of this!
Here we go again with the dress.
We've spoken about this, Mom.
I just want Camila to see it.
-It'll be love at first sight, I'm sure! -Let's see.
It doesn't feel like love to me.
Put it away, Carmen.
You hate me.
What?
Is it because of the Conquest?
Come again?
You're angry because Spain conquered Mexico.
I'm quite sure you've no idea what you're talking about.
None of us here are to blame.
But if it's what you need,
I apologize.
Sorry about the Conquest.
Mom, please get up.
You've never mentioned this to our Paraguayan neighbor!
But if that's what she needs for Camila to wear my dress
and for you to have a wedding
as beautiful as mine and your father's.
And in this dress that's out of this world!
That's what I want for you
and so if I have to apologize, I will.
-She's nuts! -Takes one
to know one. Enough, Mom.
I apologize for the Conquest.
I'm fine with the Conquest.
Well, I accept your apology.
-You do? -What?
You're forgiven.
Can she try the dress on now?
-She won't wear that dress. -Mom, not now.
But son, they've forgiven us now.
Try it on, try it on...
Humberto, no!
-So we're forgiven? -Very much forgiven!
Then let her try the dress on.
She's not trying on that dress!
She's not trying it on!
Mom! Stop it!
-Mom! -Catalina!
Let go of it!
-Mom! -You're a real cow!
No!
Give it to me!
Give it to me! Let go!
Be careful!
Careful!
Look what you've done!
Be careful!
Careful, careful!
Oh, my dress!
Not my dress, no!
Pour something on it! Put the fire out!
-My dress is ruined! -OK, OK...
I think
it's time we go to the dining room.
So, please,
follow me.
Off we go!
Look what your mom did!
That's OK. She must have dropped it, right?
Oh, my God! Just look at this!
Where are you going, bitch? This was your fault.
-It was not. -Of course it was.
We're not good enough for you.
You with your airs and graces, milady!
I won't be accused of being the typical bitch
who forbids her daughter from marrying a damn taxi driver!
However,
she's free to ruin her life if she wants,
but I'm not about to let you
ruin the wedding!
Maybe not a typical bitch, but you sure are a bitch.
Whatever you say,
but this house has been lent to me until the wedding day,
so I'll be here to make sure you don't ruin it.
-Oh no, you won't. -Oh, really?
And who's going to stop me? You?
No, I'm just a poor woman who's now retired
from the Foreign Office.
And the law says you can
only stay for 90 days every six months,
unless you want to be here illegally.
Well, we'll see about that.
Bye bye, sweetie!
Let's see how long it takes you to come back.
Oh, you're going to have a great trip.
You and me. Bye!
Bye, sweetie!
Now I feel relaxed.
I can't believe it.
Holy moly!
Can you stop?
Not every plane you see is Camila's family going back to Mexico.
Yeah, I know that,
-but it makes me feel good. -How can you
be so happy
after all the magazines in Mexico mistook
Catalina's friend
for Paco's mom?
That was no mistake.
She did that on purpose.
Aren't you mad?
Who me?
What would be the point of that?
Let her go back to her country
with her magazines.
The only thing
that gives me pleasure is...
organizing my Paco's wedding.
-It makes me happy. -Wasn't that whole dress thing enough?
Paco was very clear he didn't want you organizing.
Look, doll-face,
I'll do whatever I like, OK?
CARMEN TAKES CHARGE
Mom!
-Hi, I'm so glad you're here! -Yeah!
-Hi, Carmen. -Hi.
-Oh, I forgot, we have that... .Oh, yeah!
-Appointment. -Where are you going? Come in!
Get in there! I told you today was the day we were going to taste...
-the food for the wedding. -Hi, kids!
Just look at these delicious deviled eggs you're about to eat!
The shrimp fritters...
Here, you've got... these fabulous prawns.
They ate everything! They're happy!
-Right? Do you really think so? -Yes!
-Today, we nailed it! -Oh! I'd kill for you!
Mom.
Those guys from Vallecas, how cool are they?
They eat potatoes without a fork.
And in the afternoon, they like
-to eat... -Come on.
But if you're in a hurry, you have to eat salad.
The girl from Palomeras,
what a fun girl she is!
When I see her walking through
-the Entrevías park... -Oh, my Paquirri! Oh, God!
He's always, always with you.
Mom!
-Look at these beautiful carnations, -Hi, Carmen.
that Carmen's bought for her son Paco...
They are quite simply wonderful.
I'm more in love with what I bought every day.
Little carnations.
What?
What was that?
-Are you expecting someone? -No.
You?
What bad timing...
Paco, I've brought you a surprise.
Father Javier. He's going to officiate your wedding.
-Are they for me? -No.
They're for the church altar, son.
By the way, your mother told me
you're a very pious couple.
Yeah, yeah...
Aren't you going to offer us a coffee?
Coffee?
-Yes. -Go in, father, make yourself at home.
Honey, make mine a de-caff, you know how jittery I get.
Oh, this wedding. It's going to be spectacular. Just like I wanted.
Those beautiful flowers I've chosen,
in church they're going to look...
When my friends see the outfit I'm wearing...
And my Paco, looking so...
My Paco looking so... Oh, God, he's going to remind me
of his father.
Baby,
what are we doing here?
It's our wedding night, honey.
Right.
But why don't I remember any wedding?
Don't worry.
My mom remembers it perfectly.
Why am I wearing this?
If it bothers you so much, take it off.
Besides, you know what comes next.
Paco, why is your mom here?
To accompany us on our wedding night,
what else?
Paco.
Take off her dress. You're taking too long.
No, no, Paco! Not like this. Not here.
Baby, this wedding belongs to us
and my mom. We can't leave her out on the wedding night.
I'll never be out of your lives.
Now, kiss me, Camila.
-What's wrong? -Your mother!
-What? Is she here? -She's everywhere, babe!
I can't take her anymore.
That's just wedding nerves talking. Go back to sleep.
No, babe, no.
Go to sleep, I'll stroke your back.
Like this...
SEVEN MONTHS LATER
No, listen... That's enough, please.
Oh, I missed you so much!
-Xavi! -And I missed you, Mr. Humberto.
-How are you, Mom? -So good to see you, honey.
Let me look at you.
Don't say a word. I know everything
and I'll take care of it.
But all in good time.
Mrs. Catalina, how nice to see you again.
Xavi, nice to see you.
-How was the flight? -Just fine.
CATALINA TAKES CHARGE
Coming!
Father Javier! Where are you going with all that?
Carmen, the missions have called on me.
-I have to go to Mexico. -What happened?
It seems father Julian passed away and they need me there now.
We were so happy to have you at my son's wedding.
Can't they bury him another day?
I came to bless you.
Begoña, I want tulips.
Yes, fuchsia, like I told you.
Yes, of course.
Madam, you're incorrigible.
Hi, Manuel. What is it?
We can't play at the wedding. We've got a gig in Cairo.
What are you saying?
-Here's your money. -It's not a question of money.
I hired you and you have to be at the wedding.
Here, take your money.
What did I just say? I hired you,
I paid you upfront and there's nothing else to say.
Hi, Paloma, look, I'm here with Xavi. Say hi, Xavi.
He's giving me a massage because the wedding arrangements are killing me.
I'd have loved for you to meet the mother,
and her daughter. Oh, that's good!
Yes, he's really handsome.
Yes and my daughter looks gorgeous. Like a princess.
Good morning, I'm calling from the El Faro de Madrid wedding venue.
Please, call me back,
because we have a big, big problem.
-We got a huge wedding and so yours... -Carmen, hi,
I'm calling from the florist's here in Moratalaz.
Listen, Carmen, something's come up.
We got an enormous order for flowers.
-Tulips... -Oh, my bad luck!
-Fuchsia ones, for another wedding... -I've been cursed!
Our supplier is overwhelmed, so we can't do your bouquets.
Thanks. Call me.
-I don't know what happened, but... -Oh, my bad luck!
I was so excited about everything!
Oh, my god damn bad luck!
What's happened to me? I've been cursed!
Who did this to me?
-Where is she? -Mom, you promised you'd stay calm.
Hello, Catalina.
How are you, Carmencita?
Would you like some breakfast?
No, thanks. Bon appetit.
It's huevos rancheros with tortilla.
You've got some nerve!
-You ruined my wedding. -Your wedding?
I didn't know you were getting married. Who's the lucky man?
You know it's not me getting
-married, missy. -Then it's not your wedding.
It's not my wedding?
You know exactly what
-I mean! -Honestly, I don't.
Is it your wedding, or theirs?
And what's it got to do with me?
Since you arrived, everything I did has
-gone to hell! -What you did?
The priest left for Mexico.
The Lord works in mysterious ways.
The musicians got a gig in Cairo.
-They must have fans there. -And the venue
got offered twice what I was paying.
Must be special if people are fighting over it.
All that's left is my friend Josefa,
who's doing the food for the wedding.
Let me see if I've got this straight.
Carmen
has organized the wedding flowers,
the venue, the invitations
and the food.
Exactly.
Mom.
No, it's fine, darling.
I just didn't expect this.
You asked me to stay out of the organization and I did.
-I respected your wishes. -You've already
hired a new priest, a new venue and a new band.
I was just trying to help where you'd failed.
You've got some cheek!
I wasn't allowed an opinion,
but Carmen...
has organized the whole wedding.
No, Mom. Don't take it the wrong way.
How should I take it?
I have been cast aside
like some old glove...
No, it's fine. I understand. I do.
I'm in the way,
so I should leave.
No, Mom, wait.
Don't go. Wait!
Why don't you help us to...
to... organize some stuff for the wedding.
-Right, Paco? -Well, I don't know...
Paco, don't let my mom leave.
If she wants to help...
I don't want to be one of those
meddling mothers.
So choose one thing.
One thing, so you don't feel bad.
Sure, one thing's no problem.
Choose something to make you part of the organization.
Really?
Well, OK then.
What I'd really like is to invite my chef friend
to prepare the wedding banquet.
OK, so your chef friend
will do the food and everyone's happy.
Oh, thank you, honey! Thank you all!
Yeah, you keep crying!
Come on, Paco, let's go.
Paco.
Mom.
Paula.
I'm sure she's planning something.
Did you find that contact in Carmona?
Mom.
Don't you Mom me. Shut up and drive.
This is just getting started.
THE PRE-WEDDING
Paco, what is this pre-wedding crap about?
Mom, I told you. It's a gesture for the guests
who've traveled to be here.
How thoughtful of her. Look, there she is.
Hello.
Carmen.
Catalina.
-How are you? -So nice to see you.
-How are you? -I'm great.
Get together, please.
That's great.
-Yes. -Yes.
My friend!
Sorry I'm late. The taxi driver got lost.
We've been driving round in circles.
You're always late.
Go and start mingling.
Sorry about my mom.
Don't worry about it.
She's very busy with her distinguished guests.
I don't like the way she's acting.
Get everything ready in case we need it.
Of course.
Baby, can I talk to you about something a moment?
Sure.
What's up, Humberto? You're very sad today.
Oh Carmen, Carmen. My wife has forbidden me
from drinking at her social events.
-But this isn't Catalina's event. -It's not?
No, and it's not social either.
It's not?
-No, it's a family event. -Yes, but...
Xavi won't serve me either.
I'll sort that out right away. Xavi!
Yes, Mrs. Carmen?
Two gins on the rocks.
No, I can't.
Mrs. Catalina has forbidden me
from serving Mr. Humberto alcohol.
The gins are for me.
Bring Humberto a glass of tonic
with lots of lemon.
Ah, well, in that case...
Yes. I'll be right back, Mrs. Carmen.
Thank you.
-Isn't your daughter coming? -Yes.
She went to get the groom's gift.
Ah... what gift ?
-It's a surprise, kid! -Ah, OK.
OK.
It's a gesture from my parents to everyone who traveled here.
That's what I wanted to talk about. All these gestures... basically,
your mom's organizing everything.
She's helping out with things that got messed up, babe.
Get real, babe.
Your mom messed things up on purpose so she'd get her own way.
OK, let's say you're right, because that thing about
the musicians going to Cairo is a bit suspicious.
But before that, it was your mom laying down the law.
Only with things you'd agreed to.
She just wanted to help.
The wedding was more hers than ours.
Now it's more your mom's.
OK, babe, let's not fight about it now.
Can we talk about it later? More calmly?
-Let's have fun. -I guess, since everything's paid for.
Come on.
-I'm going to say hi to a friend. -OK.
Here you go.
-Two gins. -That's great.
-And Mr. Humberto's tonic. -Here you go, traitor.
Pass me your glass.
Whose are those drinks?
Mine. I order them two at a time.
In honor of my husband Paquirri, may he rest in peace.
Your husband, Paquirri.
-Darling, want to come to Rosa's table? -No. No, no.
I'm perfectly fine here
with Carmen.
Thank you.
Fine. As you wish.
Ouch!
Come on, let's drink to our children.
-To our children. -Cheers!
How are you feeling now?
Now the party's started!
And this is only the beginning! Cheers!
-Viva Mexico! -Viva Mexico!
THE WAR OF THE MOTHERS-IN-LAW
-What have we got here? -Let's see.
Oh, what is it? What is it?
A pair of handcuffs...
Fluffy ones.
And they're from...
Fit, Lolo, Martis and Paloma.
Girls, you're so naughty!
Wow, they really went all out!
Thank you.
-Come on, babe. -Come here, you can't escape now!
There's another one? Thank you.
OK, this one...
is a set of silver cutlery from Rosa.
Rosa!
What a lovely gift!
Nothing but the best for our children!
And now we're done with the presents.
-Bravo! -Bravo!
Bravo!
And now, ladies and gentlemen,
come and see the mother of the groom's gift.
-A surprise? -I don't know.
I knew nothing about it.
What do you think you're doing?
Turning your wake into a party.
Cai!
You're embarrassing my guests.
Your guests? Go keep an eye on your husband.
Lighten up!
Oh, what a hunk!
Oh, my God!
Look at this cute little butt! Lord have mercy!
That's God's work right there!
You promised me you wouldn't drink.
And even worse, dancing with that crass woman!
Do you know how much you're embarrassing me?
I'm sick to death of you.
Humberto.
We always have to do whatever the hell you want.
-We'll talk when you're sober. -When I'm sober,
I'm going to ask you for a divorce, darling.
You don't know what you're saying.
I don't? Why's that? What are you going to do to me?
The same you did to everyone who was ever against you?
Like the headmistress at Camila's school,
who you got fired because she wouldn't change the uniforms?
Humberto, keep your voice down.
Or Zepeda, the architect? The one who wouldn't sell you
his beautiful beach house?
-People can hear us! -So what?
Scared they'll see the real you? Please! They already know.
But all those people are afraid of you.
And you should be too.
Of course I am. You're capable of destroying
anyone's life.
I did it for the family.
I did it for us,
Humberto.
You know what?
I'd rather destroy my own life
than have you do it for me.
Here you go. It was wonderful!
I loved it! You were all amazing!
See you soon.
-Pa. What's wrong? Are you OK? -Bye, girls!
Better than ever, honey.
Xavi.
Yes, Mr. Humberto?
Bring me my tequila and a mariachi band.
Right away, sir.
There's no need for the mariachi.
I brought music for the groom's mother.
I knew you were sad there'd be no flamenco,
so we thought we'd try and find a singer from Carmona.
From my village?
Yes. The village was hard to find.
The singer even harder.
Rosa.
Everything's going to be fine.
Today's going to be a hit!
I'm sure.
Come on!
Good luck, maestro.
Paquirri.
Carmen.
That's our father?
Wasn't he supposed to be dead?
But...
you always told us he was dead.
Carmen, what's going...?
He never died...
and never got married. Actually he did, but to someone else.
Mom, please!
I thought you had a limit.
Paquirri, please, come with me.
Please.
If there's not going to be any flamenco,
someone get a god damn mariachi band!
It was my dream to get married.
But your father...
he kept giving me the runaround... over and over.
And when I fell pregnant with you,
he agreed to marry me.
Once we were there, at the wedding,
a woman with two children showed up.
Your father had another family in another village.
He was away on tour a lot, so it was easy for him to cheat on us both.
I was so hurt and so embarrassed
that I took you and left the village.
I couldn't stay in that village.
You know what village folk are like.
I was so ashamed.
And that's the truth.
Safe trip, Dad.
Mrs. Catalina,
I have to leave, or I'll miss my train.
I've transferred you your money.
You really won the Goya this time.
Thank you.
You can count on me for whatever you need.
Can I keep the outfit?
-And the shoes. -Thank you very much.
Thank you.
Why's that?
What are you going to do to me? The same you did to
everyone who was ever against you?
Why's that?
What are you going to do to me?
Don't watch that. Please, don't watch it.
It's not true. I can explain.
Put it away. Put it away. Erase it.
Erase it, please! You too. Erase it!
It doesn't exist!
Who made that video?
It was you! You made the video.
-It was you! -No, it wasn't me!
And you! Put it away!
You're capable of destroying anyone's life.
Where are you, you bitch?
No... Humberto!
Camila!
Help!
So...
Don't worry, she's fine. It was just a scare.
I've given her
some tranquilizers, but make sure she sees her doctor
tomorrow and above all, don't let her get too emotional.
We'll try.
If you come with me, I'll give you the report.
I'll stay with Mom.
I've written the dosage on the report.
-Can you sign here, please? -Sure.
-Right here? -That's right.
-Thank you. -I'll see you out.
Not too emotional, you said?
Exactly, calm. Make sure she stays nice and calm.
-Goodbye. -Goodbye.
Thank you so much.
We need to talk.
-You go. -No, you.
You go first.
Babe, your mom...
Paco, yours.
Yeah, mine is... Mine's too much.
Mine is...
Do you think we can make this work?
Without it ending in an international conflict?
I don't know.
Where's Camila?
Take note of everything.
Yes, boss.
Has he started drinking already?
You're wrong. Xavi just came
to help me pack some things for Cami.
I've been calling your cell. Aren't you going to answer me?
I have nothing to say to you.
Camila's in her room by the way.
In case you want to talk to her.
Are you sure you want to go to Mexico?
Yes.
I've finished my Masters and I don't have any reason to stay now.
Have you spoken to Cami?
She's going back to Mexico.
I'm taking her to the airport now.
-Don't let her leave! -Look, sis.
Too much has happened.
Dude...
Paula.
Find me a doctor.
No, no, it doesn't have to be a good one,
just one that can be bribed.
Oh and a locksmith.
What are you doing up?
Oh, Cai, I'm so sick, I was going out for ginger.
-Ginger? -Yes, honey, ginger.
You should be in bed.
I feel so sick, Cai. I need ginger.
-Is there any in the kitchen? -No!
I don't think so. Can you go get some?
-Now? -Only if you want, but...
I need to do something about this nausea.
OK, OK... I'll go.
I'll go, but you stay here. Please!
Yes, honey. I'm so sick.
So, so sick, sweetie. I'm so sick.
God help me!
What are you doing here?
If we're going to fix this, you have to die.
Son.
I'll miss you.
Sorry.
OK, then, I'll let you two...
say goodbye.
So... I guess this is it.
-You go. -You first.
No, you go first.
Well, I...
I'm so sorry for the way things turned out.
Honestly, I never wanted to...
I mean, I don't want to...
Sorry.
It's my sister. I'll call her back.
Carry on.
I don't know where I was.
That you didn't want... or don't want...
A lot has happened that I definitely didn't want.
But I really don't want to...
-You don't either? -No.
I'm not really sure what we're talking about.
I might want something that you don't want to want.
Or maybe I want something that we do both want...
or wanted. Right?
What I really want is...
Answer if you like, it might be urgent.
I don't want to, but I will, OK?
Sis, if you don't mind, I'm trying to...
What?
Hold on... Hold on.
OK, calm down. I'll be right there, OK?
Call a doctor.
OK, just calm down, please. I'm on my way now.
What's wrong?
Mom's in a really bad way.
She needs to go to hospital.
The doctor's there. He doesn't know what's wrong. They've called a priest!
Dad! We're not going anywhere.
-You're not? -No, no.
Humberto! We're not going anywhere.
Well, I wasn't anyway, but we have to leave now!
Well, well, well...
It doesn't look good.
But...
What's going on? She was fine this morning.
She's delirious.
She said she was nauseous. I went to get ginger
and then I found her like this.
There's no cure
and no explanation.
Should we take her to a hospital?
No.
I want to die in my bed.
What are you saying, Mom?
Don't say things like that, please.
All you need to do
is stay calm, right?
There's only one thing
that can calm me, son.
Tell me what it is.
If you marry Camila.
What?
The woman of your dreams.
Too much has happened, Mom.
And many more will happen too.
You have to deal with them. Go after Camila.
But she's
-right here. -Yes, Carmen. I'm right here.
Honey, promise you're not going to let me pass over
to the other side without knowing you'll be together.
Carmen, I don't know if we can.
Do you love my son?
Yes. Yes, I love him.
Father, now that we're all here
and I still have a few breaths left,
please, marry them, father.
-What? -What?
-Here? -Now?
Marry them, father, please.
Before I die.
But, sister, I don't know if I can.
I'm not prepared. I haven't brought my habits.
I'm a little confused.
Will you excuse me? Someone's calling me.
Although...
The Lord always has time for his most important missions.
Especially
when he's giving
a few more seconds of life to this dying mother.
I can see the light. I see the light!
And a tunnel... A tunnel.
Oh, the tunnel!
My God! I can see it.
A tunnel. A long
tunnel. A long tunnel.
Paco, Camila, I'm begging you!
Francisco García Rodríguez,
do you take Camila Limantur Ramírez Borja to be your wife?
OK, let's see... Are you here to be married,
without being forced, freely and voluntarily?
Yes, yes, we are...
Freely and voluntarily, yes. Totally.
Then I'll ask you again. Francisco García Rodríguez,
do you take Camila Limantur Ramírez Borja to be your wife?
No.
I can't.
I just can't do it.
I love you, babe. Life with you would be a dream, but not like this.
Don't worry, baby. You don't have to explain. I feel the same.
Well, that's that then.
I did my best.
I'm dying...
I'm dying, son.
I know, Mom, and it breaks my heart,
but a wedding here, like this?
It's not normal!
I'll be leaving.
-I'll come with you. -No!
You can't leave. My mom's dying.
Yes, but... There's nothing more we can do.
This woman is in the tunnel. She sees the light.
If they change their minds,
Catalina has my number.
I think I've done my job.
Where do you think you're going? This isn't
over yet.
Mom, what the hell?
The devil coming out of the closet.
Why did you come out? I had it under control!
Under control? They said no to each other
and the priest and the quack were leaving.
Actually, I'm a vet.
Wait, wait, wait... So you're not dying, Mom?
You're not dying, Mom? What were you thinking, Mom?
What's going on here?
The problem is that she's a terrible actress.
-Who me? -Yes! You overact.
That's why I brought the Botox injection.
Wait, so you both got together to plan this whole circus?
How could you do that? Fake your own death?
You're so fake, honey!
But unlike your mother,
-you're such a great actress! -Really?
When you said: “I beg you!”,
I got goosebumps.
I'm doing the social network thing now, but I'd never thought of acting before.
Well, you should.
Sis!
You're in on this too?
You can't let Camila leave.
That's what I was trying to do
when you kept calling me!
-Father, marry them. -No!
No, Mom. Not like this.
It's all the fault of you two anyway!
Yes!
You were going to make our life unbearable.
You almost killed each other!
Imagine the baby's baptism!
There's a baby?
No! And let's not get distracted.
OK, you're right.
We had a few differences, didn't we, Carmencita?
-But it was nothing really. -Wait, wait, wait.
One moment...
You don't have to ruin your lives because of them.
Because of us?
Of course!
That's the truth.
Listen, kids, do you love each other?
Like crazy.
I love you, babe.
I love you too.
-But is that enough? -Of course it's enough, honey.
And we promise you
that we'll keep our noses out, won't we?
-Let's not go into detail. -Yes, let's!
Stop acting like idiots.
We need you to promise us you'll stop
trying to manipulate us to get your own way.
Can you promise us? Mom?
I promise.
Mom.
-Everyone's waiting. -I promise too, of course I do.
What else am I going to do? I'll do the same as her.
OK, then...
With your permission...
Camila,
will you spend the rest of your life with me?
Other hand, babe.
Oh, sorry!
Sorry.
But I will! Nothing would make me happier.
One moment.
If you two stay,
you'll be doing what your moms want.
I'll take him home.
Please!
Have you been paid yet?
Have we been paid?
-Shut it! -Where were we?
THE WEDDING
Here. Thanks, Ma.
Dear brothers
and sisters, he, she or they,
we are gathered here today
to witness the joining of two lives,
Francisco and Camila's, in holy matrimony.
Let me ask you, my children,
this time, are you here to be married
without being forced, freely and voluntarily?
-Yes. -Yes.
Then I ask you, Francisco: Do you take Camila as you wife?
I do.
Camila, do you take Francisco as your husband?
-I do. -The rings, please.
And now,
I declare you man and wife.
You may kiss the bride.
Long live the bride and groom!
Long life! Long life!
Darling, you look beautiful!
The gentleman will accompany you to the honeymoon suite.
Enjoy your stay and congratulations.
-Thank you. -Thanks.
Puri.
The honeymoon-suite guests have arrived. Yes, champagne... cold.
Great.
We need two rooms.
As close as possible to that couple's suite, OK?
-We're their parents. -We don't want them to know
-we're here. -Can I have your reservation number?
If I had a reservation number, we wouldn't be having this conversation.
I'm sorry, but I don't think I can help you.
The hotel is full.
Honey, I'm going to find the bar.
Sweetheart,
you will help us, believe me.
I can promise you.
TO BE CONTINUED...