CC: TELEMUNDO NETWORK
Girlfriend?
You mean because of the girl last night?
Who told you that?
Nobody told me anything.
I just figured you wouldn't be in a bar alone.
No, I knew her, but she's not my girlfriend.
Not her.
So does that mean you do have a girlfriend?
I'll explain.
We were just talking. That's where we met.
Until your brother and I wrecked the place.
I'm sorry about that.
You don't have to explain anything to me.
Your private life isn't any of my business.
Marisol, when are we going to talk about your schedule,
your diet, practice, and school?
Oh yeah.
Uh, is that necessary? Because I feel fine now.
The point is that you feel better.
-Thank you very much, Coach. -You're welcome.
You should see Marisol play. She's awesome.
There's nobody she can't beat.
Your sister was always good at that.
Your brother taught her.
She learned to kick a ball before she learned to walk.
She's really trying hard, Mom.
She practices every day,
and she even joined a big-time soccer club.
Really?
I'm so glad.
How are Rosa and Julian doing?
Fine, but we miss you.
Rosie's very pretty, and Julian takes good care of me.
You know, Marisol and he could come see you.
They're American citizens, so they'd have no problem...
No, no, no.
...coming and going.
No way, honey. They're not crossing the border.
It's very violent here. There's a lot of crime.
Every day somebody gets robbed or shot.
No, this is no place for any of you.
Then it isn't for you either, Mom.
I don't mind staying.
I can help you until you come back to us.
That'll be... $10.75.
And how much for that child there?
I could eat him up he's so adorable!
My son?
Yes!
He's the truck's official mascot.
He's not for sale.
Keep playing.
What's up, bro?
That's weird, you brought your kid.
Ashley hasn't been feeling well lately, so I had to bring him.
I'm really sorry.
-What are you doing here? -Looking for Eddie.
I went to his school, but he's not there.
Call Julian. They're always together.
I called a few times and he's not answering.
I'm not surprised.
Why does Julian even have a cell if he never picks up?
Hey, boss.
Too bad we couldn't talk to that storeowner because...
How do you know Rosa?
You heard her.
My mother was her hairdresser a few years ago.
What's your relationship to her?
None. Why?
She told me something about her yard.
Sound familiar?
Sure does.
I do landscaping from time to time.
Oh yeah?
Yeah, that's how I make some cash for the weekend.
Let me tell you something.
Rosa cannot find out you work for me,
let alone what we do.
You go blabbing to your folks
or to one of your friends that could give me away
and I'll kill your whole family.
You got it?
Bro, don't close the business on account of me.
Nah, I'm doing it because I need a lunch break.
Bringing Maddox here is more work than I thought.
Not easy, is it?
Reminds me of his mom when he gets like that.
What's this about Eddie having a gun?
You tell me, bro. Imagine Julian with one.
I'd kill him.
And that's Julian. Imagine this guy with one.
No... hold on, let's not go crazy.
Camila and you are terrific parents and we know it.
And I know Eddie. He's a good kid.
Then why did Eddie buy a gun? What's he need it for?
That's not good at all.
If I were you, I'd keep an eye on Julian.
They hang out with the same group
of no-good neighborhood kids.
For me?
You see any other
handsome, athletic, and sweaty guys around?
Thanks for both, ma'am.
For the water... and for the gesture.
Why don't you come inside
so I can give you your payment for the day.
For your work, of course.
You have good taste.
I don't, but your husband does.
These are nice. Name brand, aren't they?
Yes, but half these clothes don't fit him anymore.
You though... I'm guessing they'd look good on you.
Try it on.
Okay, I'll try it on in the bathroom.
Here?
Just the shirt? Or the pants too?
Whatever you want.
Well, well. Looky here!
What happened? Ashley kick you out?
I need a place to stay.
What? Excuse me?
I said I need to come home.
Not until you apologize.
I said I need to come home.
And I was wrong about leaving in the first place.
There. Are you happy now?
Not quite.
See, since you left, I've only been eating TV dinners.
So I've been feeling like having me some steak.
So why don't you go and get your pretty ass inside
and prepare me something decent to eat.
Yeah, right.
I know he's your boyfriend, Rosa, but I don't know.
I was worried about you.
Is everything okay?
Yes, everything's fine.
I was wondering why you introduced me
as just "the guy who owns the store"?
I mean, you could've said we were friends.
Because you and I agreed to be discreet, Vicente.
I don't want any more misunderstandings
with your wife, do you?
[Exhala]
Yeah, you're right.
In fact, I'm erasing the videos in which you appear.
If Antonia finds out you were here... hoo boy.
She'd find out you're sending me food.
You are going to keep helping me, right?
What's this?
Hello?
Were you talking to me?
Rosa, the kid you know, Eddie, was holding a gun
and almost pulled it on me.
Sorry.
Now Maddox can invite you to his birthday party.
Maddox?
My nephew. Patas' son.
He's two.
Sorry.
I was so focused on what you were saying
that I didn't notice.
Am I talking too much?
That's a good thing. You're an open book.
What about your book, Coach? Can it be read?
I wouldn't call that recommended reading.
We didn't order that. It must be...
No, you didn't, but I did.
Your healthy diet begins now.
Healthy?
That's right.
And the ice cream?
This chocolate ice cream with hot fudge?
It's all for me.
You get fruit and salad.
That's not fair, but whatever coach says.
Hey, starting tomorrow, we'll be going over
your school schedule.
We'll be using certain apps to pinpoint your talents.
That way, we can channel your professional performance.
So no stress, plenty of sleep, no fat, no booze, no tobacco,
and, most importantly, no chocolate.
I didn't know soccer meant living a life of deprivation.
Next you'll tell me I'm not allowed to fall in love.
Not that I'm forbidden from falling in love...
Well, as much as we practice,
there isn't much time for dating.
Yeah.
You know, Coach, a soccer player can be in love
with something other than soccer.
Yes. Chocolate.
In the meantime, or at least for today, let's eat chocolate.
What do you think?
Okay. Why not?
It's so good.
Turns out Coach is no saint.
He likes going to bars to meet women
and gets into fistfights.
I'm starting to like him.
I'm kidding.
He's super hot, smart, and he loves soccer.
If I restrained myself, it was to avoid any trouble.
He is our coach, after all.
And he still is.
Yes, but now we know
he's not as prim and proper as we thought.
He's got his weaknesses.
Like Marisol.
And I won't let her take him from me.
Not Santiago, and not my place on this team.
See? This is it.
It's a health app that looks like a financial one.
It calculates how many hours you sleep,
how many calories you're burning every day,
your potential energy,
and it also calculates how many hours you practice,
which is the investment.
Got it. I'm a slave to the app now.
Well, that's the price of success.
Excuse us, Coach.
The other day I was looking for...
Sit down.
Marisol, aren't you going to change?
Sit down. I'd like to show you something.
It's an app he loves that's gonna make slaves of all of us.
Hey! This is serious.
I was explaining to Marisol that...
It's awesome.
We're home.
Baby.
You don't trust me to hold my baby
but you do to hold these stupid containers?
Aren't you going to say anything
after keeping my son from me all day?
Looks like you've done nothing but look at crap on your phone.
Don't be a jerk.
My son needs me.
It's not fair...
You can't handle everything, you know.
Once one of your siblings does something stupid
you'll cast my son aside.
You know, I've thought about it,
and you're completely right, Ashley.
I know.
I can't handle everything.
That's why starting tomorrow
you're coming with me to work the food truck.
What?
Is it good?
We've got more.
What are you looking at?
They'll grow for you too, don't worry.
I know, but some of my friends already got theirs.
They even wear a bra!
Because every body is different, sweetie.
But mine isn't like Rosa's or Marisol's.
So what?
You're real cute, what's the problem?
Give it time, you'll see.
Besides, what matters is that when you have a boyfriend,
which is a long way from now,
that he love you for who you are, not how you look.
And what am I?
What are you?
A very intelligent young lady.
Patas told me you're doing well in school.
That makes me so happy.
I'm very proud of you, honey.
Do you still want to be a teacher?
No, I want to be a lawyer.
Great.
To help people like you.
Really?
I think you will.
You just focus on school so you can achieve
everything you put your mind to.
Why are you giving me advice like we'll never
see each other again?
Are you sending me back to the US?