- John!
John, give us a round of drinks.
Alex, no.
No more drinks.
Oh.
Oh, wait.
Woo.
Oh, my gosh.
Yippee!
Oh!
Hey, girl!
You all right?
Wow.
I'm drunk.
Oh, honey, I know that, honey.
But listen-- - No, no.
You listen.
Listen.
He's going to give me a job.
What?
- Yeah. - OK.
The bartender is going to give me a job.
I'm going to be a waitress.
OK, honey.
But do you need a job?
Uh, yeah.
Now that I'm divorced.
Pfft.
I need to be free.
OK, sweetheart.
But you can't be too free.
Why not?
Because you got kids, honey.
Remember them?
Oh, pfft.
Brad can take care of them.
What?
OK, so you're just going to give custody to Brad?
Yeah, whatever.
You don't mean that.
OK, they're your kids.
No, I do.
Lord.
OK, let's-- come on, let's get you home.
Come on.
No, no.
My home is with him.
With who?
Him.
He lives right upstairs.
- OK, Alex. - Wow.
- Alex. - Oh, look.
Come on.
I have spent my whole life doing stuff
for what everybody else wants.
Now it is my turn.
She's had enough.
Thank you.
She's had enough.
No, I have not had enough.
Come on. Come on.
- You have. - No.
Do shots with me. Come on.
- No. - Come on.
You want these? Come on.
Look at yourself.
What?
You look--
I, what, look happy for once?
No, you look absolutely miserable.
Well, whatever.
I feel happy. - OK.
Come on, Alex.
Let's take you home.
No, I'm not going anywhere.
Let her stay.
What are we going to do, leave her here with this--
look at him. And this place.
We can't do that.
Why not?
Because she has her own home, her kids, her family.
We got to get her out of here.
I know that.
She's got to go back.
She's-- she's just going there right now.
This divorce is hard.
When she sobers up, she'll see what she's missing.
Oh, really?
You think so?
No, I won't.
Yes, you will.
Alex.
Alex, you have three kids at home who love and need you.
They need Brad, OK?
He is a much better person, a much better parent
than I ever could be.
Oh, OK.
Do you know he never cheated on me?
No. I didn't know that.
Yeah.
Well, he didn't, not even once.
He is going to raise them right.
I don't deserve them.
So that's-- that's what this is about.
What?
You're feeling guilt?
That's what you're doing this for?
No.
That's what it is.
Look, do you know how many men I've slept with?
No, we don't.
Hmm.
More than her. - What?
- (WHISPERING) That's a lot. - OK, you know what?
You're wrong.
Oh, Esperanza.
Come on. - Really?
That's messed up.
Listen, we all know.
I need a drink.
We all know you like that Vitamin B.
You're drunk.
Let's just get your stuff.
- It's healthy for you. - We know.
Really?
That's what we're going to do now?
You all should just go.
I am not going back to that life, OK?
I am going to stay here with that tall, sexy
cowboy behind the bar.
And I am going to get a job.
And I'm going to live here and be a waitress.
- OK. - OK, let's go.
Well, come on. - You know, we're going.
We're going.
No.
When she thinks--
when she sobers up, she's going to think
about what she's doing.
But we're going.
All right, I give up.
All right.
Uh, uh, Alex, you have our numbers if you want it.
Come on.
I mean, you're here.
Wanna ride the bull at least one time?
Come on. - Oh, no.
No. - Alex.
Well, I do.
Let's go.
Johnny, fire this puppy up.
I mean, are you sure about leaving her here?
Lord.
That just looks sad.
Well, I mean--
Think-- what if she hurts herself?
Esperanza, we can't stay here forever.
I'm done. Come on.
We're going to work.
I'll take you home.
OK.
All right, well, suit--
suit yourself.
Oh, my-- uh, pfft.
Woo!