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My bad luck didn't start in an Egyptian tomb.
It didn't start in a Maya temple either.
It started at a child's birthday party.
As always, everything started with Lucy.
My sister.
Who simply smiled and got anything she wanted.
Lucy's cake!
But to even out what genetics have robbed me of,
I had a kind of Machiavellian plan.
Make a wish, Lucy!
No!
I stole your wish.
Well I'm going to steal all of your wishes forever.
And from that day forward everything changed.
Everything.
-Hi, Lucy -Hi, Sara!
-Is that her sister? -I think so.
Ugh. She was so annoying, I begged my parents to change schools.
Bye, Lucy.
Bye, bad karma.
Hello, Aarón.
And everything was perfect.
By the way,
I have a surprise.
Really?
-Really. -You made it yourself?
Yes.
Finally, Lucy's curse had ended.
Sara, you're my…
Love knocking at my door.
You're my best friend.
Or not.
My string of bad luck wasn't over yet.
Answer, I'm sure it's--
My sister.
They moved to Monterrey.
I didn't see him again.
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Aarón. My first real love.
He had his first hit and beat sales records.
ARTIST OF THE YEAR
He became super famous and traveled the world.
-Sara? Hi! -Hello?
And Lucy also became super famous.
Her beauty captivated the catwalks
and today she's the preferred model for some big brands.
They're both super famous and I…
I am here.
In Mérida.
With a marvelous store that brings in--
One thousand five hundred pesos.
With that, we can buy more shirts
and print more bombas.
Look.
It's a bomba.
No, not a bomb that goes--
And your brand?
Sacni. That's a fantasy.
You've settled, Sarita.
Settled? How, Sacni?
I'm living a stable life,
a peaceful life…
-In a crumbling house. -…to get rid of my bad karma.
I'm going to steal all of your wishes forever.
Sara?
Sara!
Open up, it's Lucy! Sister!
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I can't open this.
My sister. The perfect one. Always interrupting.
Here it is.
It's a Himalayan aquamarine.
It's for good luck.
Of which you've shamelessly robbed me?
How thoughtful, thank you.
Sari, I need an update. I want to know everything.
How's it going with Gilberto? How's the boutique?
Roberto.
Hello!
-I'll get it. -Hello, my daughters!
-Mommy and Daddy are here! -This is gorgeous, Mom.
With the heat here, it will be so nice.
Hey, Sarita.
Have you done anything about your grandma's house?
Everything's falling apart. You said you'd remodel it.
Okay. Weren't you two separating?
I'm getting married.
-You? -You, married?
You're separating?
-No. -Your mom has a lover.
-She wants an open relationship. -What do you mean open?
I don't have a lover! It's the idea of a lover.
It's an internet fling.
Think of the STDs you could get.
Okay, are you pregnant?
-No. I'm in love. -She's gonna meet him in Mérida.
He's gonna wear a green shirt.
Look. Why--
Hey, Lucia. Who are you marrying? A woman or man?
Don't change the topic.
Why not let your older sister get married first?
Enough!
Why don't I show you all to your rooms
and we'll talk about all this tomorrow?
-Okay. -Let's go.
I don't want a divorce.
Hey, Sari. Thanks for lending me your room.
Between the news about Mom and Dad and the jet lag,
I need to rest.
Need extra sheets?
No, dude. What sheets?
I sleep naked here. This heat is killing me.
I'm getting married!
How cool!
Now you?
What are you doing, Dad?
Your mother.
She doesn't want me to sleep with her.
Seriously?
For real, Mom?
You kicked Dad out of the room?
That sucks, Mom.
It's just that your dad is angry.
With all this open relationship stuff, he's unbearable.
Come on, you both need to get over it.
-Your daughter's marrying. -Yeah.
That's more important.
Yes. And with that beauty and charisma, it's about time.
Not as late as others, right?
Good night, Ma. Sleep tight.
Sleep tight, my love. Thank you.
-Can't you hear me? -Tell her congratulations.
What?
Fuck, there's a delay.
But, can you hear me, my love?
Yes, perfectly. I was just saying that…
That…
…your parents.
My parents?
Yeah.
Well…
I don't know.
That naturally, with her charisma and beauty,
it was past time and blah, blah--
Lame.
What did you say…?
What…?
Hurry up!
He'll be here soon.
Hi.
You're Lucy's sister?
I'm her fiancé.
How are you?
-Aarón? -Sara?
Sara!
Is it really you?
For real?
Sarita!
-Sara! -I can't believe it.
Is this for real?
That… that you… actually…
Are you really…
My fiancé!
My baby!
Baby!
I'm so excited you're here!
The curse is real. She's gonna end up with everything I want.
This is a very important moment for me.
Truthfully. You have no idea…
Hey, Sari. Thank you.
Sari, Aarón.
-Aarón, Sari. -You won't believe it.
I need you to be best friends.
We already were best friends!
-What? -Sari, sardine!
-Come, Sarita. -You know each other?
Is this a joke?
Good morning!
-General. -For real?
-Don't you remember me? -Morning.
-Isn't that your best friend from-- -Yes!
High school!
-Yes! -You are correct.
Weren't you that shitty kid?
Yes, but now I'm the shit!
Stay for breakfast?
That's why I came.
How about you take a bath and fix up your hair. No?
What are you drinking?
I'm going to make a mimosa.
-Of course. -That's how I breakfast.
Sari, sardine!
Aren't you eating, Sara?
Sara!
-I'm okay! -Are you okay?
This is what happens when you don't take care of your house.
Where will you sleep?
-Me? -With me. Where else?
In my room?
Wait a minute. I'll be quick. Just wait.
Holy Mother.
Are you really not hurt?
-You okay? -I need to hang up…
No. All good. I'm fine.
Why are you so nervous?
Can I help with something?
I'm not nervous. Why would I be?
It's the caffeine.
-All good. It's normal. -Sara.
Breathe. Please.
Look.
I know bullying at school had a bad effect on you.
Okay, but…
Was it him?
Of course it was. That's why you're like this?
Lucy, please. Seriously, relax.
And nothing's wrong.
Stay as long as you like.
Your home is my home.
I mean, my home is your home.
All good, okay?
Know what? I need one thing.
Don't pretend like you know me,
because you don't.
Hey, Sacni.
About how long?
How long would it take to sell off everything in the store?
Can I have breakfast?
I'm just thinking about leaving the city.
-Why? -Circumstances outside my control.
Or, better yet, I'll leave the country.
-The planet. -What crawled up your butt?
What are you doing here, Sara?
I'll call you back.
So, this was your grandma's house,
and now it's your store?
Yes.
Truth is, I'm great.
You too, right?
I heard something about you.
Are you a model or what?
Model?
Singer.
-Soloist. -Singer, sure.
Well, I'm a businesswoman.
"While walking through the cemetery, I heard a skull shout,
'If you're not gonna give it up, at least whip it out.'" Bomba!
They're selling like hotcakes.
I always knew you'd do something avant-garde.
Well look at you, all famous. That's cool.
Not as famous as you.
Look, here come your fans.
We're closed!
Later.
-Don't you need to open? -No.
-Sure? -Yes.
Aarón. Aarón what? Star?
Aarón Star.
Can you read it?
Yes.
Great. I'll leave you to attend to your legion of fans.
-Perfect, brother-in-law. -Open up your store and…
And…
-We'll talk later. -Later, brother-in-law.
Go.
-All right. Bye. -Bye.
Yoo-hoo.
Are you open?
Look, Sarita!
Yucatán Fashion Fest.
Okay, so are we going?
No. You know I've left such trivialities behind.
You haven't even tried.
I also can't believe
that you believe in curses.
And from your sister!
Why?
-Is she a witch? -No, dude!
Worse.
She's a model.
…designer Colavita…
Here you are.
Thanks.
Cheers.
You know that when I drink I go crazy, so, no.
Let it go. That's what you need to do.
Dream again!
My God. Really…
Another time, definitely, all right?
Right now, I just want to be alone.
Alone.
You don't know how happy it makes me
that you can finally meet my family.
-Who's she talking to? -Look.
-Her fans. -She has fans?
-Cheers, Mom. -Cheers.
Here's my dad. Say hi, Dad.
So handsome with those sunglasses!
And I'd like you to meet Sari,
my older sister.
Allow me to tell you that she's the coolest designer there is.
She's also my best friend.
Since we were little, people have said we're identical.
What do you think?
They got it from me.
Yep.
They're saying I'm ugly.
Okay.
The time has come.
I'm very nervous.
Okay.
I'd like to share with you
the reason I've decided to gather with my family,
including you, of course,
in Mérida, my grandmother's homeland.
May she rest in peace.
Rest in peace.
Baby.
-Do you want to say or should I? -You.
-Are you sure? -Yes, my love.
I feel like I can't breathe.
Okay. Here goes.
My baby and I…
got married!
What? They're already married?
Congratulations!
Aarón!
Aarón Star!
Why are you hiding here?
Do you agree
that Aarón Star is officially the worst artist name in the universe?
My manager gave it to me.
Who is your manager? Your mom?
What the hell?
And who are they?
Some reggaeton dudes, I think.
I like the Punk Flamingos more.
Me too.
Thank you!
We're the Punk Flamingos!
This is all thanks to you.
Okay.
Shall we?
-Let's go. -But that way.
-Okay. -Okay?
You go that way.
No, I'm saying you leave…
Cover your face!
You make Aarón laugh.
-Me? -Yes.
I saw you running out of the restaurant together…
How'd you make him laugh?
Well, you know better than anyone how to make your fiancé laugh, right?
No, it's just that I've known him…
for three weeks.
Excuse me?
Well, we were a couple for several months.
But he was in Spain, and I was in Nepal.
So, like this, face-to-face, yeah,
three weeks,
and two days.
This is your chance to end this farce.
If you don't do it for your sister,
do it for yourself, you bad bitch.
And for Aarón Star.
That would be envy, Sacni.
Betrayal. And I'm not like that.
I'd go straight to hell.
So now you're Christian.
If the priest could see you on your virtual dates with your boyfriend.
Tell me!
See how wet I am?
Yes!
Tell me…
-"Do you like me wet?" -Shut up!
-Good afternoon. -Good afternoon.
What's wrong with you? How do you know that?
Besides, you said it yourself.
I have a boyfriend.
But how long has it been since you've seen him in person?
Ay, Sarita.
I know you love him a lot,
but virtual love isn't real.
Baby, this is my specialty. It's to die for. Try it.
What is it?
A dip.
No, wait. Aren't you allergic to shrimp?
-What? -Yes. It has shrimp?
Careful, you'll kill him before the wedding.
I didn't know you're allergic.
Haven't you seen my shrimp?
Hey!
I have it tattooed right here.
-How vulgar! -It's to show that I'm allergic.
It's just like the decorations that Sara would make when she was little.
She drew for me every day in high school.
With a pen.
Do you remember them always playing?
They rolled around on fabric to decorate them.
What do you mean they rolled around?
-You don't remember. You were little. -We'd just lay there.
Sara, what's up?
-This is your hand. -Yes.
No. Listen, for real. This is a work of art.
You're a genius.
What was that technique?
Cyanotype. They develop in the sun.
I can't believe you kept all this from high school.
I have an idea.
This is great.
Oh no, please, no.
I have a super idea.
Amore mio!
Come to my arms, please!
I can't believe it!
Look at him.
Sari,
I'd like to introduce you to Colavita.
Arturo Colavita?
But he's super famous.
Wow, what an honor! Such a pleasure.
I don't touch people, girl.
-Oh, okay. -Bring some towels, please.
Have a seat, please.
Baby, tell me, please.
Do you have a collection for Fashion Fest?
I did.
But I visited that bitch Marina Abramóvich,
in Sarajevo.
And now I have doubts.
I don't know, she stole my inspiration.
-She stole it? -Come on, inspire me.
I understand perfectly. I'm quite familiar.
Well, prepare yourself,
because I'm about to introduce you to the person that will save your life.
No, it's all already finished.
I'm not presenting just any shawl.
-Ta-da! -Lucy.
What are you doing?
-Local design? -No.
Cenotype.
Ah!
Cyanotype.
Whatever it's called. It's made with the sun.
-Wow! -What about this?
It has something.
But it needs to be finer fabrics, this is shit.
-Hey, no. -Is this polyester?
-Don't be a bitch. -They're old.
-Ah. -Don't be a bitch.
She just happens to be the very designer
who will make my bridal gown.
-What? -Yes?
-What are you talking about? -Wow!
No, you don't understand what my wedding to Aarón will be.
It's huge, my love. And it's gone out of control.
Everyone is talking about her, it's madness.
And you, my love…
listen well.
-You need her in your show. -Lucy--
Really, no…
Need?
-Totally. -Of course not!
I don't know what you're up to, but no way. Not happening.
-Sari… -No. Never!
Relax. Hey, Sara Escribano! Where are you going?
She's your sister?
Yes!
-I love that attitude! -I love her!
She's the coolest.
I need her for Fashion Fest.
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Without end With you until morning comes
And the electronic part will start there.
I mean, the bolero-electronica combination part.
It feels mellow. I don't know if the label will like that.
I don't know if the label will like it, but I want to do it.
It will be a surprise. They won't even notice.
Let's record.
Okay.
Okay, then. Record.
I know what I've always wanted to be
Yeah, all I want to do
Is dance without end
With you until morning comes
What I've always wanted to be
All I want to do
Is dance without end
With you until morning comes
And where have we hidden
All of those dreams we had as children?
They never took off
They never left the nest
I know what I've always wanted to be
Yeah, all I want to do
Is dance without end
With you until morning comes
-Margarita, double, please. -Yeah.
I have to get out of this country.
I need to go very far away.
To Europe?
No! Europe? Farther.
I don't know. Australia.
Vietnam.
The Philippines.
There we go.
-Here. -Philippines.
What you need is a bandera shot.
A Margarita? Really?
That's so white.
So spring break.
A bandera.
Tequila, lime, sangrita.
Yes.
I'm not doing a bandera.
What? Make it two.
Give us two.
Like old times, no?
High school is already old times.
Shit. Ancient times.
Are you following me or what?
Yes. I mean, no.
It's just…
What about you?
Are you avoiding me?
-Me? -Don't play dumb.
Why won't you talk to me like before?
Because this isn't before.
Plus, where is Lucy?
Thank you.
You are…
Yes.
At your service.
Let's go!
-Do you know it? -Totally.
See?
I'm gonna chew you up, girl
"I'm gonna chew you up, girl"?
Okay.
Wait, this is the best part.
You're my bubblegum
You're my cinnamon gum
You're spicy, but delicious
You're my cinnamon gum, baby
I won't stop Until my tongue goes numb
This guy knows it.
Cheers.
No, really, it's pure poetry.
-Pure poetry. Very modern art. -Very…
-New generation. -Yes, very artistic.
Yes, it deserves a shot.
Great creativity.
Look what I can do.
You're my cinnamon gum
You're spicy, but delicious
You're my cinnamon gum, baby
What?
I want you.
What?
I want you to be so happy with my sister.
No, wait.
I mean, I want you to be unhappy.
-What? -That's a word, right?
Unhappy? Why would you want me to be unhappy?
What are you saying?
No! Look. Wait.
It's not that I want you to be unhappy.
It's that I can't want anything.
What are you talking about, Sara?
Since I was little, I haven't been allowed to want,
because when I want something,
it happens for someone else,
and, well, bad things happen to me.
So, that's why I want you to be super unhappy.
So the opposite happens.
That's why you won't do Fashion Fest?
Correct.
But this is serious. I mean, it's powerful. It's serious.
Where are you going?
We're chilling, drinking. Come back.
Who are you calling?
Colavita.
No! What the hell?
-No! -Yes, ma'am.
I forbid you from dialing those numbers!
Dial this.
Hey!
Hey, Colavita. You design, I'll sing.
What you're doing is very serious!
"Very serious."
For real!
Sara, what you've just said is one of the stupidest things
I've heard in my fucking life.
Horrible things will happen.
-Nothing bad will happen. -I'm serious.
I'm serious. Bad things will happen.
Please. I'm going to cry.
Say yes.
-We'll do it together. -Okay.
-Yes? -No.
-It'll be so cool. -Okay, fine.
-Let's go. -Fashion Fest, here we go!
That sucks!
I'm hungry!
-Remember the hot dogs? -Cheers.
Yes, the hot dogs from school.
Yes.
We called them Ms. Hair's.
'Cause they always had little hairs in them.
Great song!
Sari, things will go differently this time.
Look, seriously,
this song brings back bad memories.
Bad? Why bad?
Because it does.
"Because it does."
Time passed by
No.
Like a shooting star
No.
And our love passed away
For no reason, baby
Don't go.
I'd like to go back
To that time once again
No, no way.
But I can't
Without your love
I don't know what to do with myself
Without your love
I don't know my destiny
Come on, sing.
Without your love
The world falls all around me
Baby
I'd like to love you again Want you again
To have you near me again, girl
My eyes cry for you
I'd like to love you again Want you again
To have you near me again, girl
My eyes cry for you
I miss you so much I can't deny it
I don't know how You could walk out of my life
You tore up my heart Like a piece of paper
You played with my life And now I ask myself, why?
Why did I have to fall in love with you?
To love you like I did and to lose you?
I don't believe it's fair In the eyes of God
I gave you so much love And you paid me back with pain
But someday you'll realize What I felt for you
And you'll think of me Even when I'm far away
Now all I have left are memories
And in my heart A voice that says, "I love you"
Without your love
I don't know what to do with myself
Without your love
-I don't know my destiny -Without your love…
Did you accept?
I accepted!
-Yeah! -She accepted.
Baby, you did it!
Surprise!
It's her boyfriend.
Why are you here?
-What boyfriend? -Hers.
He came to surprise her. Isn't that so lovely.
Hello!
Oh!
Lucy…
The fuck is up with the bags under your eyes?
Look, Lucy. Believe me, right now,
the bags under my eyes are the least of my problems.
I know you care.
Plus, your boyfriend is wandering around.
-Roberto? -Yeah.
-He's here? Right? -Yes.
-Where'd he sleep? -It's all good.
-Where is he? -Relax.
Relax.
-I'll make you pretty. -No, wait.
Water.
Ta-da!
I love you. Thanks.
What the heck?
You're just like Grandma.
She told me Mérida made her an alcoholic from the heat.
What's your excuse?
-No, Lucy. Not now. -No. Come here.
If you look in a mirror right now, you'll cry.
-Leave me alone! -Come here!
Your own inspiration, right?
Yes. And this lettuce is from your farm?
Dad, you're cooking? It's a miracle.
-Good morning. -Hey, Ma. What's up?
-You look like the Phantom of the Opera. -Scary.
-Let's see how they came out. -Delicious!
Good morning.
-Hello. -Have a seat. Join us.
Um…
It's just, Aarón Star, that was my seat.
Excuse me!
No rush, I was just saying. It was a joke.
-No, please. -No, I'm going.
No, really.
Have you got it?
-I'll sit here. -No, me.
You move your feet…
Careful.
Slowly. The wicker is super fragile.
I'll sit very carefully.
-Dad, don't exaggerate. -Your coffee, Bobby.
Thanks so much.
Well, Bobby, we have something to tell you.
-What? -We're married.
How cool! Congratulations! When?
-No. -I mean, we're going to.
It will be here.
-Here? -Yes.
The dining room? You need more chairs.
No. In Mérida, at a wonderful estate. It's just dreamy. You have no idea.
Guess who's making my dress?
Um…
-Who? -Guess!
-Mitsy. -No. Sara Escribano.
Even better! Congratulations! So cool!
Wow!
Marriage is terrible.
What's up with you?
Seriously, Dad?
Mom, please do something.
You'll never get married, right?
Promise you'll never get married.
Give me your word, Roberto.
Sacni.
Good morning, Sara Escribano.
We need to hurry to make my sister's dress,
two hundred million accessories, and a collection for Fashion Fest.
You accepted?
Yes!
We're going to get it all.
Did you ask for an advance?
Fuck.
Hello, what are you doing?
Well I never.
All I want to do is dance
Aarón?
Forever
Is that a serenade?
With you until morning comes
They never took off
They never left the nest
Hey!
What's up?
Too loud?
Yeah, I'm going to sleep.
Okay.
You're sleeping on the first floor tonight, okay?
-Okay. -Okay.
Just, make sure to close up the back room.
-Yeah, okay. -Where you guys sleep.
-Okay. -But seriously, close it up well.
Okay.
Good night, Sari.
Sleep tight.
-Bye. You too. -See you tomorrow.
-Okay. -Okay, from there.
I want to go out that evening And make a miracle happen
I want to pluck a star from the sky To light my cigarette with
Turn the world in my hand
Like it were a basketball
I want to keep your smile in my mind Like when you had braces
Baby, wait, I never wore braces.
It's a metaphor.
Because your smile
is perfect…
Can we talk now?
Sorry.
-Did I scratch you? -What?
I mean, yeah, but why?
I wanted to give you a kiss.
-Ah. -Sorry.
No, it's fine.
Maybe you could be the big spoon?
-No, not right now. -No, yes.
-No, wait. -No, yes.
No.
Are you okay?
What do we need to talk about now?
About the same thing we tried to talk about.
-I don't want to. -Smells great.
-Coffee? -How are you?
-Hi, Dad. -Want some eggs?
-Good morning. Coffee? -Yes, Ma. Please. With cream.
-Eggs, too, right? -Yes, with no onion.
No, like this it has a ton--
No onion is better. Just look.
Hey, and Lucy?
She stayed at a hotel.
She didn't want to wake you.
-What? She didn't sleep here? -Look…
-No. Did you say sugar? -She didn't sleep in the shop?
No.
-What? -What happened?
Oh no.
Oh no. They were exposed.
They were exposed.
I couldn't rinse them and they were all exposed.
No, no way.
Oh no.
-What's up? -What happened?
What's going on, Sara? Dear God!
What happened?
You should have stayed here
and closed up like I had asked you to. It was very simple.
They were very easy instructions.
Just close the door.
I told you last night.
Because it lets the light in.
These were exposed,
they're fucked.
But, Sara, you never told us.
Well, of course! A star couldn't sleep here.
My bedbugs might bite them.
What? No.
Good morning.
Son of a bitch!
Good morning.
I knew it was stupid.
It was foolish of me to accept Fashion Fest.
I knew it and I did it anyway.
I did it anyway, shit!
Fuck everything!
She gets that temper from Grandma.
Forget about your bridal gown!
Yikes.
I don't think she had breakfast.
Don't ask me
If it's gone or not
Don't ask me
If it's over
Because I have nothing to say
I have nothing to tell you
But since you've gone
I haven't stopped crying, yeah
Sara, you can't give up that easy.
If I told you all the times I've failed… Look at this one.
"Chihuahua."
-You look like a chihuahua. -Very funny.
No way!
-Seriously… -You also look like a bird.
You look more like a bird than a chihuahua, really.
A bird looking for grubs.
It's very good.
You'll have to send it to me, please.
What?
There was going to be a protest to cancel your concert?
Yeah.
It was a joke, but, like, 1,000 assholes showed up.
No! They showed up?
Yeah.
So you're more fucked than I am.
I told you.
Look, remember this song?
Which?
You're within me
Until the final beat of my heart
Ah, yes, I remember.
In the light of your balcony
In every minute, at every corner
I like it.
A lot.
Some like it, some think it's shit.
And some scream for it at concerts.
Yeah?
And you?
And me?
Do you like it?
I like it a lot.
I wrote it for you.
For me?
Why?
Because you're my…
best friend.
And well, it doesn't matter what others think.
So what does matter?
What you feel, here.
Honey!
-Come on! -What?
Go to sleep.
I know.
But he's your sister's fiance.
Enough. My broken heart's plenty, Sara.
Careful.
Come.
Go to sleep.
Let's go to sleep. Here.
Lucy.
Are you okay?
I don't think he wants to marry me.
He only ever wrote songs for her.
Her?
His first love.
The one that will be within him until the final beat of his heart.
Do you know who she is?
I don't.
Maybe a Spanish lover,
or some Hungarian summer fling.
Though, sometimes, I think it could be…
that no one in the whole world would want to spend their life with me.
You're joking, right?
Lucy…
you're a diamond in the rough.
And you have a huge heart.
Anyone would be lucky to spend their life with you.
Starting with you?
Starting with me,
sis.
Now can I rinse off?
Hey.
So will you make my dress?
Obviously.
Baby!
Hi!
How'd it go?
-Very well. -Yeah? Nice?
-How are you? -Good.
-Good? -Here.
Look, touch.
-It finally cooled down. -They gave us a delicious facial.
Touch it.
-See? My love, I'm talking to you. -Yeah.
The most important thing is your peace.
Your tranquility, your…
Your stability, because you're part of the…
The show, as like--
My love, you were sleeping.
Sleep.
Okay? Sleep tight.
You have to stop, Sara.
…we'll go to the top
Of your favorite cloud
And from there
Our house will be in the sky
We'll hang a sign Outside the door
"Please…
Do not disturb"
Come on.
-Why? -Bring your fabric.
And the chemicals. Come.
-Right now? -Yes.
Come on, get in. We're gonna hunt flamingos.
I'm scared, Aarón. What flamingos?
More like crocodiles than flamingos.
I mean, you do get that my flamingo feather design
is nothing more than fantasy?
We don't have to make it real.
Well, that's why. Fantasies are the best.
Trust me. We'll find them.
Then what's the plan?
I mean, you want me to pluck the feathers of a sleeping flamingo. Is that it?
We already stole the boat.
No, I'm going to steal them.
Hey. Have you found what you were searching for?
Well…
I came here to set up a secret, clandestine studio.
I'm writing some songs
that I don't want anyone to find out about.
It's kind of personal.
How mysterious.
Why?
Because maybe I still have something to prove.
That I have my own voice.
And that's why you're so set
on me finding my own too?
Look, there's one!
Wow!
It's a flamingo feather!
Wow! It's incredible.
It's incredible!
Thank you.
We've always helped each other.
You and me.
Sara.
I missed you.
And I you.
See, Sara? See how you can want things?
Right now I just want Lucy to like the dress.
Because if she doesn't, I'll freak.
Lucy.
It's just all this with the ring, the wedding,
it's going so quick, it was impulsive.
What?
Well, it just went very fast,
but it's all good.
You'll be within me
Until the final beat of my heart
In the light of your balcony
In every minute, at every corner
You'll be within me
Even though we've said goodbye
And in the morning breeze
I mistook your scent for a rose
I awake in the early morning…
You?
Expecting someone else?
You!
Me.
Hey,
I've been thinking a lot,
about lots of things.
And I'm ready to tell you.
-Okay. -Okay.
Okay.
If you want, let's try one last time.
Okay, yeah.
No. Look.
One last time?
No. What I…
What I wanted to say is…
I'm going to come live in Mérida.
In Mérida!
Oh, wow!
Wow! Okay.
Wow.
Yeah.
Here you are.
I'm gonna change.
Did you tell her?
Did you tell her? I helped. I picked the ring…
Sara! Don't listen.
-Hey, sir! I don't want to see that. -No!
-Okay! -Cover up, my love.
Okay, family.
I have a ton of things to do, dresses, Fashion Fest,
a wedding to plan, so…
Yeah.
I'm off! Okay?
Yeah.
Hey.
-Go after her! -Not now.
No, hey, I need you to listen to me.
I need you to listen to me!
You're divine.
Moni, please, a little more volume.
Let's see, Charly.
I don't know what to do with her.
She's too pale.
No. Change everything, please. No.
Rick! The rack, please!
Okay.
Here it is.
I have more in the car.
They're much better than these, I think.
You hate them. Do you hate me?
I'll burn them.
You're brilliant, Sara Escribano.
They're perfect!
-I told you, amore. -They're alive!
Told you too, Sari.
Congratulations!
Marina Abramóvich was right.
Hey!
Fire! Sacni, the dresses!
Fuck this!
-I quit! -The dresses!
Let's go!
Go, quickly!
You're in charge of everything!
-Me? -Yeah!
What?
What the hell?
Are you okay?
Where is Colavita? Anyone seen Colavita?
-Where is my third outfit? -Sara?
-What're you doing? -No, Aarón.
For real, I need five minutes.
-I need to be alone. -Relax.
-No. -Breathe, Sara.
Five minutes, guys.
I can't.
No, really. I don't know how to meditate. Don't make me.
Me neither.
But, before each concert I do it and it relaxes me.
What's so funny?
Aarón Star gets nervous?
Well, "Aarón Star," no.
But I do.
Look.
I'm shaking.
-No! -I'm sweating.
Calm down.
What are you doing?
Meditating.
A big round of applause for Aarón Star!
I'm going to chew you up, girl
You're my bubblegum
-Let this flow. -That's it.
You're my cinnamon gum
Fluff up the dress, Sacni.
You're my cinnamon gum, baby
I won't stop Until my tongue goes numb
That's it. Grand. Shine, girls. Like never before!
I'll remove that red dress
With no doubt, kiss your neck
Enjoying it like a bear
Big! Yes! There we go!
Heading direct to the sweet spot Ignoring the danger
That's it. Yes. He's already going. Copy?
Yes. Preparing Lucy.
-Am I good? -Let me check this. Okay, yeah. All good.
Ready, Lucy?
Lucy.
-Ready. -Right, let's go.
Sacni! How exciting!
Bravo, my love!
Ladies and gentlemen,
let's hear it for Aarón Star.
Lucy and Sara Escribano!
Breathe.
Stand up straight.
-This is your moment. -Me?
-Yes. Ready? -I'm going?
-Yes, you'll shine. -Bye, bad karma. Let's go.
Seriously?
-No! How embarrassing. -Let's go, Sara!
-No, wait. -Come on!
Come, let's go.
I can't believe it.
And the genius behind all these designs,
a woman with incomparable talent
who's able to brand all the fabrics,
she can do it for all the--
My sister. Sara Escribano!
Come on.
What the fuck is up with this headache?
Oh, bless you.
Aarón?
What?
You'll be within me
Until the final beat of my heart
What is this?
Salamba sirshasana is what this is called.
No, idiot.
What's this?
A gift. What?
You didn't like it?
Why did you hold onto this for so long?
Because it's super special.
Why dedicate your first album to me?
Because I want you to hear--
No. Why do you want to help my hangover?
Look, Sara…
I heard you puking all night.
What the hell is going on in your head?
Nothing is going on, just…
-It just is, Aarón. -I do.
-I do too. -Yes!
Well, me too.
Yes!
Yes, what?
Yes, I'll marry you, Roberto!
Yes!
Yes. You. Very good.
Me?
What?
Hey, congratulations, brother-in-law!
Thanks so much.
-Welcome to the family! -Thanks so much. Yeah.
-That was cool. -Incredible!
I was really excited about asking.
I mean, saying, "Do you want to marry me?"
I even learned to ask in English, I'm not gonna lie.
Look at the fans.
Temperature is 35° Celsius in the shade.
Hey, look at that!
Different colors.
Which would you like?
-Thank you. -Have a nice day.
You too.
-Ta-da! -No.
I'll be back.
-Thank you. It's lovely. -Have a nice day.
What a scam.
You should have bought an iPad. This doesn't work.
Your boyfriend's profile picture is fake.
You can't trust social media.
You're an adult.
He's a scammer.
These photos were taken from a Swiss tie catalog.
Yeah, Lauterbrunnen ties.
Since when do you speak German?
Since he taught me.
He's Swiss.
He's a model.
He exists and his name is Hans.
Like those crêpes we had.
Which ones?
The ones we used to eat daily. Remember? Right after marrying.
The ones on the corner of our first apartment?
With the little sausages?
Remember how the smell came through the window?
Yeah.
Wanna dance? Does your Swiss man dance?
For old times.
Let's see if I remember.
Of course you remember, you'll see.
Let's see.
This one is a square, right?
A square and a swing, at least.
Now, with energy!
Slow and sensual!
This is really hard.
There it is.
Ready.
Perfect. Don't move too much.
Okay.
There we go.
Ready.
Let's see.
If you want to change anything, there's still time.
No way.
Or if you want to add anything, really, I won't be offended.
Really?
Sara, I love it!
It couldn't be more spectacular!
Well, there we go then.
You're the best.
And now, the world is on the verge of knowing it.
Sara Escribano.
When I looked on Google, it said to open it like this…
My love, lemme see.
-I'll help you. -No. I can do it.
-There… -Pull, you don't have to twist it.
-There. -Yeah.
-Then, carefully, because the cork is… -Turn it.
…under a lot of pressure
and can take out an eye.
Point away from you, so you don't hurt…
Look, let me do it. Let's put this here.
Just turn it.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
To our wedding.
It's good.
Tell me something dirty.
Something dirty like…
Like, sexual? Or like, sexy…
Like coitus, fornication, right?
I mean sex…
Tell me something to turn me on.
Sweaty sex. Sex with sweat.
Sex with sweat.
And since it's Mérida,
it's even hotter, and the humidity factor comes into play.
And then, we'd be even sweatier, right?
My love, I want to feel you inside me.
Here?
What will it take to get you to play?
-Shit. -Can't we just have normal sex?
Like that, like before?
Yeah.
You'll be within me
What are you humming, Sara?
The wedding march.
Oh.
Sexy.
-I love him, Sacni. -Roberto?
I can't do this to Lucy.
Of course.
It's healthier to organize a double wedding
with your sister, your fiance, and the love of your life, right?
No. I didn't say anything about a double wedding.
That's good.
Sacni, I need a time machine so I can go back to high school.
Everything was perfect then. That was my moment.
And I let it pass.
Because of your bad karma?
He's about to plan his move to Mérida.
He's coming.
I don't want him to. What do I do?
Leave Roberto to me.
I'm a pro at getting city slickers to leave.
What will you do?
Hello, my love!
Hello? Sara?
Bobby.
Look, Bobby, you have to walk here in Mérida.
Okay.
-It is beautiful, but it's so hot! -Yeah.
Enjoy it, Bobby!
This is the most important time of the day. Feel the sun on your body.
I mean, a bit of water
and boom!
But, isn't there water?
Come on, let's go!
Don't you know the cenotes?
-Come on, Bobby. -Sara?
Sara's waiting for us, so you can't stop here.
-Okay. -Come on.
Sara is very late, no?
Can't we wait in the shade?
Patience, Bobby.
In Mérida, time doesn't matter.
Yeah, but Sara isn't from here.
She might as well be.
If you saw how much she's changed since coming here…
No, I already noticed.
Right?
She's picked up bad habits.
You wouldn't recognize her.
Hey.
What?
You know what? If you're moving to Mérida, you should adapt.
-To Maya? -And to the heat.
Well, it's not that bad.
With air conditioning, everything is better, no?
Of course.
Bad part is the price.
Is it expensive?
Where you are, at least 2,000.
No, 2,000 is okay.
I can manage 2,000 well.
Weekly.
Oh, no.
And, ice cream?
If you say it in Maya, it's on me, Bobby.
Sara?
This guy's dead.
I'm alive?
That's correct.
Don't worry about the dengue.
It's not serious.
I have dengue?
And heatstroke.
But you'll survive.
Ah.
So, you'll have to learn to live with my bad karma.
Bad karma?
I'm the one under the effects of strong drugs, Sara.
I'm being serious, Roberto.
My life is one string of bad luck.
Your life with me feels like bad luck?
No, hold on.
Don't put words in my mouth that I haven't said.
I'm just saying my bad luck is very contagious.
Very.
Sara,
did you send Sacnité to scare me out of moving?
Do you have any idea what I'm sacrificing
to come live in Mérida with you?
Well…
that's exactly why I'm trying to--
Frighten me?
No!
Warn me?
Sara, I was very happy to come here.
But I was also afraid that maybe
our relationship only existed in memories.
And coming here confirmed it.
Look, Roberto…
I love you very much
and we've always gotten along so well.
And you're a man who's very…
Well, very punctual.
Oh, thanks.
And very protective, you know?
-And also-- -Sara, I'm fine.
I'm happy.
And I want you to be happy. You deserve to be happy.
But you can't be happy
if you're not where you want to be.
And you want…
cinnamon gum.
And I'm not that.
I also love you very much, Sara.
-Sorry! -No, it's okay.
-Sorry. -It's okay.
Hey,
the ring you got me is super pretty.
Thank you.
Ah.
Hey, so about the ring,
would it be an inconvenience to give it back?
It's just that it was my grandma's.
And has been passed from generation to generation.
No, I understand perfectly.
-No need to explain. -Thank you.
It's yours.
-Okay? -Okay.
Miss, can you give us five minutes?
-Of course. -Just while we break up.
-Absolutely. -Yeah?
Thank you.
Sara, your hand.
It's missing the ring!
Is your wedding canceled, Sara?
Mmm-hmm.
My wedding is canceled.
What happened, Sari?
Better ask him.
Roberto decided.
-The distance, right? -What distance?
He was moving to Mérida.
-It wasn't that, what happened? -He's a man. They get tedious.
Better now than 30 years down the line, right?
We'll go to the top
Of your favorite cloud
And from there
Our house will be in the sky
We'll hang a sign Outside the door
"Please…"
Here.
Okay, this will be the groom's room.
It's the master suite.
Thank you, my wedding planner.
Wow! How pretty!
These are your last hours of happiness, brother.
-Dad, don't be rash. -Okay.
Okay, everyone else, with me.
Hey, Sara.
-Do you have a minute to… -Hey, Sarita.
-God, Dad. -I just want…
I just want to tell you--
Surprise!
Tomorrow's the day!
Okay, thank you.
To the bride and groom!
-Hans. -What?
Hans.
Hans what?
Hans.
The crêpe guy.
-He exists. -Yes.
With his green shirt.
Yes. Sexy.
You won.
That's great.
Thank you for the best 32 years of my life.
Excuse me.
Hans?
Sir.
Ready, I have the most beautiful suite here reserved for you.
Thanks so much.
Shall we?
Of course. Let's go.
-You'll love it. -Yeah?
It's beautiful. This estate is famous for its golf.
-Germany? -Excuse me. We're going to the room.
Ah.
Lucy! How does it feel?
Goddess, Lucy!
Lucy! How does it feel?
What?
Marrying the love of your life?
How does it feel?
The dress designer is my sister
Sara Escribano.
You don't know how beautiful she is.
Look at her run!
This is the event of the year.
-Lucy! What did you do? -What?
I've thousands of notifications on Instagram, they love your dress.
Ah, yes. Tell me.
Where does your inspiration come from?
How does it feel to have been born with so much talent?
So silly.
Will you become your sister's official designer?
-Enough, Lucy! -No, Sara.
-What. -I'm serious.
Will you be my official designer?
I have a job offer in Milan.
I need to get Mom to hurry, or she'll be late.
Come with me, if you want.
I mean, but, yeah, no?
Maybe? I'll think about it?
Girls!
Knock before coming in, girls!
Mom, it's cool,
love is love,
but you can't fuck some dude with Dad in the next room.
Show your face.
Lucy, it's Dad.
Daddy!
Hi, Lu.
Loves, don't try to understand, okay?
The thing with Hans was so your dad would try harder, and it worked.
Love is love.
How does it feel?
What?
To love someone, how does it feel?
An explosion of happiness.
I feel alive again.
Okay, your chat is very inspirational,
but we should come back to this later.
Let's go, Lucy.
Yeah. I…
You guys keep doing what you were doing. All good.
I need you to change.
Everyone is here for the ceremony.
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm going. I'm running.
MAY YOU BE VERY HAPPY, BROTHER-IN-LAW
I saw them. They'll be here.
What? Come in.
I'm sorry I'm not dressed yet. I just haven't…
They haven't brought the…
Marta hasn't brought me Sara's suit yet and…
I hate your music.
I can't stand your little influencer world.
I hate your stories.
I don't feel an explosion of happiness when I see you
and I don't feel more alive.
-I feel like I don't know you. -I feel like I don't know you.
-Exactly. -And I don't want to.
Me neither.
We feel the same.
Now what?
What do we do with the party outside?
I'll handle it.
It's going to be a disaster.
How much longer do we have to wait?
It's a lot, right?
Lucy, where are you?
Don't look at me like that.
Hey, isn't it getting late?
What's going on?
People are saying the wedding's canceled.
Get me out of here.
Come.
No.
There's no one here.
-Sure? -Yes.
Okay.
Help.
Okay.
-Let's go over there. -Okay.
Now, can you tell me what the fuck is happening?
Bye, wedding,
bye, Aarón, and bye to this fucking sleeve that I'm sick of.
What are you talking about?
Sara.
I've seen how you look at each other. Aarón and you.
No. Nothing ever happened between Aarón and I.
I know. You don't even need to say it.
This has nothing to do with that.
Sari, I know damn well that Aarón's songs
aren't about some Hungarian or Ukrainian. They're for you.
Lucy, I don't understand.
Sister.
I've just had a breakup and I feel like a weight's been lifted.
It's obvious that I'm in love with the idea of Aarón,
but I'm not in love with Aarón.
I swear I've always dreamed of your luck.
What?
My luck?
Don't mess with me, Lucy. What luck?
-Now what? -Come on.
You want my luck?
Yes.
But you cursed me all those years ago.
Lucy,
I've had bad karma since you did.
Whoa, wait.
What did I do?
With the cake, Lucy. Come on.
What cake?
Lucy.
On one of your birthdays,
I blew out the candles on your cake
and you were furious.
You told me you'd take all my wishes
from that moment on,
forever.
Is this a joke?
Sara, I was five.
Come on!
Your manifestation ability is great!
-So powerful. -No. Listen.
All I've wanted for you my entire life is good things.
Truly.
The only person who placed that curse is you, Sara.
You!
Me?
I'm sorry for pulling your hair
and shoving cake in your face.
I give you all my wishes.
So you're saying, I've inflicted this curse upon myself.
You and your decisions.
So you don't think I've got bad karma?
Of course not.
No. I'm a big idiot, right?
No, you're not an idiot.
And if I've dreamed of your luck it's…
because you're fucking cool.
You're talented,
you're fun.
You're brave.
Brave?
Go.
Go?
I promise you
Under the truth of the sun
We'll go to the top
Of your favorite cloud
And from there
Wait.
Our house will be in the sky
We'll hang a sign Outside the door
"Please,
Do not disturb
We're living a dream"
I have to go.
Where?
But we'll have plenty of time to talk, you and I. Okay?
Ready?
-Ready. -Okay. Let's go.
Hey.
What did you wish for?
When you blew out the candles on my cake. What did you wish?
Ah.
To go to Reino Aventura.
Let's go.
Lucy, Reino Aventura doesn't exist anymore.
Plus, the main thing I wanted was to say goodbye to Keiko.
Okay, well let's find the whale.
Keiko already died.
Ah, that sucks!
No, okay, so, let's find another whale.
It doesn't matter if it's not Keiko. The fun's in fulfilling the wish.
-Really? -Yes.
-Okay. -Shall we?
-Yes! I want to see whales. -Let's go.
Wait.
Welcome, friends and family, to this ceremony.
Someone has to get married today.
And the people standing here have decided to renew their vows.
Thank you.
I know what I've always wanted to be
All I want to do
Is dance forever
With you until morning comes
What I've always wanted to be
All I want to do
Is dance forever
With you until morning comes
What I've always wanted to be
All I want to do
Is dance forever
With you until morning comes
And where have we hidden
All of those dreams we had as children?
They never took off
They never left the nest
All those fugitive dreams
Left in the dust like a sports car
Flying into the sky All those missed shots
I want to go out that evening And make a miracle happen
I want to pluck a star from the sky To light my cigarette with
Turn the world in my hand Like it were a basketball
I want to keep your smile in my mind Like when you had braces
I know what I've always wanted to be
All I want to do
Is dance without end
With you until morning comes
What I've always wanted to be
All I want to do
Is dance without end
With you until morning comes
I want to go out that evening And make a miracle happen
I want to pluck a star from the sky To light my cigarette with
Turn the world in my hand Like it were a basketball
I want to keep your smile in my mind Like when you had braces
Based on the film Don't blame karma for what happens because you're an idiot
Based on the novel by the same name by Laura Norton
I'm gonna chew you up, girl
You're my bubblegum
You're my cinnamon gum
You're spicy, but delicious
You're my cinnamon gum, baby
I won't stop Until my tongue goes numb
Here I come, carefully I'll unwrap you slowly
I'll remove that red dress With no doubt, kiss your neck
Enjoying it like a bear Sucking your sticky skin
Heading direct to the sweet spot Ignoring the danger
You're my cinnamon gum
You're spicy, but delicious
You're my cinnamon gum, baby
I won't stop Until my tongue goes numb
You're my bubblegum
Subtitle translation by: Ryan N. Becker