hm What's up, Lili?
You trying to steal my job?
Don't get mad at me. I wasn't sleepy.
I am mad, you should be sleeping.
I didn't get to tell Marisol not to go out today.
It's raining.
Good excuse.
But that's our sister.
The sky could be falling and she'd still train.
Leave that to me.
I made the dough with water from the tomatillo skin.
Can I make the syrup while you fry the buns?
No. Go back to bed.
Your job is to get good grades.
Straight A's isn't going to put food on the table.
Neither will you neglecting your studies.
But I'll be able to make money
if they deport you back to Mexico, like they did to Mom.
Goal!
What are you doing? Stay away...
Here I come!
Let go of me, Eddie!
I stole the ball from you so easily.
-Oh, you did? -Where are your skills, girl?
Show me yours.
How many beers did you have today?
This didn't happen because I'm drunk.
Of course not.
The ground is a little wet.
Look, all I know is...
I'm going to beat you.
You've been a cheater since you were little.
You were always better than me, baby.
Yeah, well... Are you going to stand there all day?
Or are you going to sweat out those beers?
Go on, pass me the ball.
Goal!
They give out the diplomas today?
Yes, those who made honor roll. I'm sure I'll get two.
Right, you'd told me before, but I forgot.
I'll ask Marisol to go with you.
No. I'd rather stay home
and wait for Mom's phone call, so I can tell her about this.
The lawyer I hired is working on Mom's pardon
with Immigrations.
When is she coming back?
Maddox!
What happened?
Nothing.
Hey, baby, that drain where you hide the balls is disgusting!
Yeah, but I can't keep them at home, you know that.
Your brother wants you to quit soccer, Marisol.
Maybe he's right.
Nice, Eddie!
You're following Marisol everywhere like a dog
instead of getting ready for school.
-Hi, darling. -Hi, Camila.
BUEN DÍA. - ¿CÓMO ESTÁS?
Good morning.
Go home before your dad finds out you spent the night out.
And sober up.
Camila, my brother burned himself.
-What? -Let me see.
Oh, God.
Patas, I really think we should take you to the hospital.
You know I don't like hospitals, Camila.
So much paperwork, so many questions. No, no.
What matters here is that my son wasn't hurt.
I can't understand why nobody was helping you.
Where's your wife?
How could she leave the baby alone?
-What a crazy house. -It's not, really.
-We do what we can, Camila. -I'll go check on my son.
-Thanks. -Patas...
Honey, I know you love your siblings very much,
but you can't handle everything alone.
If you don't find someone to help you soon,
the people from child protection will come,
and they'll take them from you.
Where's your daughter, Mrs. Contreras?
Inside with my husband.
I didn't want you to come, but he came back from work drunk.
Don't worry, we're here to help.
Come on, guys.
Mom!
Mommy!
Who gave you permission to come into my house?
Don't even think about taking her!
Get down! Now!
Get down!
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be held against you...
It's okay.
Nobody's going to hurt you again.
Hi, champ.
Wake up!
Let me sleep, Marisol.
That's a luxury you and me don't have.
And we won't have electricity either unless we pay the bills,
so where's the money?
Did you get enough cash?
Here's what I made landscaping.
-Leave me alone. -If you like to sleep so much,
go to bed earlier. Don't make me pour water on you.
I can't pay the power bill, I didn't get my check.
So where did this new bag come from?
It's a fake. It was very cheap.
Rosa, you really think I like to go from room to room
collecting money? Do I look like a landlady?
As our big sister, you should be taking care of the bills.
Did Patas burn himself again? Is it serious?
Ashley. Maddox was in the kitchen again.
Just like you. Here's your son.
I'm not kidding, Ashley.
Look. It could've happened to him.
Look.
-You'll be fine. -He's a baby, Ashley.
Well, is Maddox okay?
Then stop yelling at me, it wasn't my fault.
What about all these beers? You can't keep drinking so much.
Wait, wait, wait.
Let me see.
Does it hurt?
It's nothing.
It's always nothing with you.
-You have to let me pamper you. -Ashley.
I know how to do that.
Those wounds heal faster when you let yourself be loved.
Just because you know I like you and love you.
Okay.
But I love our son, too.
You have to take better care of him, okay?
Okay.
Beauty is what controls men. Look at Ashley.
That's how she manipulates our brother.
Hurry up, I can't hold it! Damn it, girls!
You're hogging the mirror, Rosa.
What should I do?
Go out with one blue eye and one brown?
I need to get ready too, you know?
The downstairs bathroom is still broken!
Let Rosie put on her contacts!
She needs them so she can look like a gringa.
What did you say?
Isn't that why you dye your hair blonde
and want to have blue eyes,
so that all your boyfriends think you were born here?
He thinks I won't say anything.
Look, man, it's okay to go out and have fun with your friends,
but not on school nights.
Now you have to go to school on no sleep.
Have another cup of coffee.
Wouldn't it be easier if you were normal, like your sister?
Normal?
-Yes, normal. -Are you serious, Dad?
-Mom. -What?
The soccer tryouts are tomorrow.
That's her normalcy showing right there.
She's so naive.
Where are you going to get the money for that?
-That's not your problem. -What do you care?
Anyway, off to school. It's getting late.
God bless you. Behave yourself.
Bye, Dad.
Stay out of trouble, please.
Hurry up. They want the house to themselves
so they can do nasty things. -Eddie!
Show some respect!
Kids today, huh?
-Babe. -Huh?
Where are we going to get the money to pay for her school?
Remember that little box under our bed?
Dang.
Goodbye Puerto Rican vacation.
Anything for the kids.
Thank you for understanding.
I haven't finished yet, and it's getting late.
We'll help you.
If we all do our part, we'll finish quicker.
What's going on?
It's not working.
-The power's been cut off. -Now we'll have to pay
the reconnection fees. -Hey, I gave you my share.
Yes, today. What about the other day?
Shut up!
This is everyone's fault. Especially yours, Jose Maria.
You're always slaving away, making me live like I'm homeless
just because you take care of all of them!
How much longer are we going to support them?
Ashley is such a parasite.
She's your sister-in-law.
So what? She drinks all day.
She doesn't even look after Maddox.
And Patas doesn't support us, we work, too.
That's true.
You help your brother with the food truck.
Yes, Eddie, but that's not enough.
And Ashley is right.
Patas is always working to support us,
and he contributes more than anyone else, which isn't fair.
That's why I need to find a real job, one that pays well.
A real job, like women's soccer? Right.
Why not? Haven't you seen how good Marisol is?
You're crazy, sis.
You two should realize that that's only for rich people.
Can't you see how they treat us here?
I know I was too hard on them, Patas, but...
Stay home and we can order something nice to eat,
and then I can show you how sorry I am.
We need the money, Ashley.
And I need you to look after Maddox.
You ask me to be a good mother,
when your mother abandoned you all five years ago.
She was deported.
Just wait a little longer.
The lawyer said he'd have good news for me today.
The money you're wasting on that freaking lawyer
could be spent on our son instead.
Oh my God. I know, I know.
This city keeps getting more and more expensive.
That's why I found myself a man that can give me what I need.
Speak of the devil, that's him right there.
It's ready. Okay, thank you.
I finished doing that client's hands.
I'm taking my lunch break.
We'll go to a hotel next time. Promise.
Stop it, don't be silly.
My bed is your bed, darling.
I'm sure we're going to move in together soon.
I know your family lives in Spain, but...
When will you introduce me to your friends?
-Rose... -When?
Since I came to this country, all I've ever done is work,
so all I have... are coworkers, not friends.
What if...?
If I introduce you to my family? I think it's time.
And then we could just live here.
No, no...
Well, maybe, yes.
But what really matters, honey, is...
Is that we're together, okay?
You and me. Just you and me.
Wait, wait. Felipe, baby.
Yes?
Do you love me?
I'm here, aren't I?
Doesn't that tell you something?
What's wrong, my friend?
Aren't you hungry?
Yes, but I don't like this food, if you can call it that.
If you don't eat, you won't have the energy
for the soccer tryouts after class.
Soccer tryouts?
This school doesn't even have a soccer field, man.
I know, I'm not talking about the school.
I'm talking about the pro team, the Houston Fireflies.
A friend told me they hired a new coach,
and he's putting together a team of pros our age.
Those clubs charge a lot of money, and I don't have any.
Well, my parents told me that if I make the team
and stay in school, they'll do everything in their power
-to pay for it. -That's awesome, Genesis.
I'm happy for you.
Don't be like that, Marisol.
You're so good, you could get a scholarship.
Can you imagine? That'd be life-changing.
You know how much sponsors pay...?
Aw, man!
Careful where you put your tray.
I wasn't going to eat it anyway. Thanks.
Why don't you tell your mom to make you burritos?
Oh, sorry, you can't. Right.
Because she was deported.
At least she has an excuse not to cook.
Yours doesn't even care whether you eat or not.
-Don't touch me. -That's my sister!