01x25 - Unreachable Star

[bunniefuu]

PREVIOUSLY

And the best dancer in the final
will win a scholarship with Erika Gruber!

We're going to win Move You.

You are getting the top spot,
and you're going to win the scholarship.

-[all] Surprise!
-[♪ upbeat pop song plays]

Where's Sofía?

[Sofía groans]

Aren't you supposed to be
at Paola's party?

But why didn't you tell me?

-W-- What time is it?
-You look awful.

I couldn't sleep the whole night.
I think they want to close Ayla's case.

Yago. Is there anything between you two?
I think you'd make such a pretty couple.

It was hard enough to become friends.
I don't want to screw that up.

It was you.
You left me the case of macarons.

-It… it was dumb.
-No, it wasn't.

You're still gonna adopt me?

Of course, silly girl!

I'm so excited about the adoption.

But I know you don't want to talk
about it.

-Of course I do.
-But your visions?

Well, I've been thinking lately
and they're likely just things

that happen in my head.

I was unblocked by Kaboom!
I figured it was thanks to you, right?

We talked a little, yeah.

-Well, thank you for that.
-[Yago] Bachata?

-[Kako] Let me explain.
-Bachata?

A musician needs to listen
to everything to get ideas.

This is because of Misty, right?

[♪ pop song concludes]

[♪ playful instrumental music playing]

-Hey! [groans]
-I didn't touch you yet!

-Uh. Sorry, I'm just nervous.
-Chill out, bro.

-It won't hurt, I swear.
-[breathes deeply]

-[grunts]
-[gasps, groans]

Ow! Why do we even have to do this?

Because you can't walk up to Noe
and confess who you are

with a unibrow.

I guess that's true.
I-- I just won't tell her then.

-All right, see you later.
-Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Buddy, you're gonna talk to her

or I'm gonna make your eyebrows
look like an emoji.

[grunts softly] Okay, okay.

-[♪ music concludes]
-Know what you're gonna say to her?

My music is gonna talk for me.

Dude, you artistes are way too intense.

And you? How are you gonna tell Ayla?

-Me?
-Mm-hmm.

[breathes deeply]
I got nothing to tell her.

You're fooling no one.
The bougie girl drives you crazy.

Uh, ex-bougie.

-[laughs]
-[Yago chuckles]

-[microphone feedbacks]
-[♪ upbeat pop music plays over speaker]

[Miguel] As Seneca once said,

-"Admire anyone who tries…
-[♪ serene instrumental music playing]

"…even if they fail."

-[microphone feedbacks]
-[♪ music concludes]

[both laugh]

[Miguel] Attention, dear listeners.
You'll have to forgive me.

It turns out
that quote I used from Seneca,

I already said it this morning. [chuckles]

But hey, it's no big deal, right? Huh?

As another wise man wisely said,
"Whoever errors…

"he is human."

-[microphone feedback]
-[♪ upbeat pop song plays over speakers]

Why the headphones? I mean,
are they even plugged in to anything?

It's Miguel, you know?

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
-[♪ song stops abruptly]

Whoa, whoa! Attention, dear listeners.

We just received the application form
for the scholarship

for the Academy of Modern Dance,
sponsored by the great Erika Gruber.

The interested applicant

can pick it up here in the hall
whenever they're ready.

To celebrate the occasion,
we'll play a song featuring the saxophone.

Relax.

[♪ passionate saxophone music playing]

Miguel!

Miguel!

-Miguel, honey.
-[yelps, whimpers]

-Oh, sorry!
-[♪ music stops abruptly]

Do you really think all this
is motivating for the residents?

Well, the residents,
I don't know about, but his ego…

-Look, Nieves, fixing the PA system…
-[♪ whimsical instrumental music playing]

…uh, was the best decision
this center ever made, ever.

After hiring me, of course. [chuckles]

-[microphone crackles]
-Attention, dear listeners…

[♪ theme music playing]

[in Spanish]
♪ Dance, dance, your ground is shaking ♪

♪ It's your own game, no rules for you ♪

♪ Turn on the music, raise the volume
C'mon, the show begins now ♪

♪ Boom, boom
Follow my rhythm and hit it ♪

THE MIRRORS

♪ Boom, boom, give it more
Dance, dance, your ground is shaking ♪

♪ Dance, dance, shaking ♪

THE FOREST

♪ Boom, boom
Follow my rhythm and hit it ♪

♪ Boom, boom, give it more
It's your own game, no rules for you ♪

AYLA & THE MIRRORS

[♪ theme music concludes]

[Kako exhales deeply]

-[♪ encouraging instrumental music plays]
-[in English] You got this, Kako.

Game face on! [exhales sharply]

Hey there. You know what?
Your center here is not so bad.

Is that juice box for me?

-Yeah. Hi. It's orange.
-[chuckles] Thanks a lot.

[chuckles] Why are you shaking?
Are you nervous about the exam tomorrow?

Yeah, totally.

You and me both.
But for me, it's not the test.

It's because today I get to meet Kaboom.

-In person.
-[gasps]

-How cool! When?
-[chuckles] We haven't set a time.

He still hasn't said.

-But, uh, I'm kind of scared to meet him.
-Why?

I'm so worried
about what he might think of me.

Whether he'll like me
or think I'm, like, too boring for him.

Nah, that's impossible.
He'll think you're dope.

-[chuckles] You're so sweet.
-[♪ music concludes]

-[chuckles]
-[cell phone chimes]

Oh.

It's Saray. Hold on one sec.

[slurps]

[cell phone chimes]

ATTACH FILE

SEND…

What'd you send me just now?

It's… it's a song.

That's why I asked you to come.
I want to know what you think.

-[chuckles]
-[keypad chimes]

[♪ upbeat bachata song playing]

♪ I never thought of composing a bachata
The words do not come out as easily ♪

That's nice. Whose is it?

-I-- I-- It's mine.
-[Noe] That's fire!

Did Kaboom tell you I love bachatas?

-Well, no.
-[chuckles] What a coincidence!

What a great musician you are.

You have to do a track with Kaboom.
Why not ask him one day?

Well, uh, because…

Well, yeah, yeah,
I…[hesitates] …ask, I will.

-[cell phone chimes]
-[♪ bachata song stops playing]

Congrats, Kako. It's a really great song.

Thanks for sending it to me.
And for the juice box.

-[♪ pensive instrumental music playing]
-[slurps]

[blows raspberry]

-[♪ pensive music concludes]
-[blows air, exhales]

Eric, we have to redecorate
this laundry room.

What? I almost have it the way I like it.

-[♪ quirky music playing]
-I need to get Inés' attention.

From now on, this is Inés' room.

Hers? Where's my room then?

In here, you dork.
Listen, it's all a bluff,

to make her think
I'm actually going to adopt her.

Oh, thank goodness!

[chuckling] I can't sleep anymore
without the hum of the spin cycle.

[scoffs] We have to decorate
to fit the tastes of that little weirdo.

Ma'am, yes, don't worry about it. Hmm…

How about this, on this wall,
we could install a vertical garden.

Over there, we could hang
a collage of her favorite musicians,

over here we get a patchwork quilt,

and over here, a jute rug.
Bubblegum pink. What do you think?

-I don't know what you're talking about.
-Look.

Here.

This is one of my favorite decor stores.
How about we go have a look?

[grunts] The only place we're going to…
is the storage room.

Do I look like a lady
who wastes their fortune on other people?

But our storage area,
and everything in it is--

[chuckling] It's… it's a huge mess.

-Mm-hmm. Uh, you're right.
-[giggles]

You'll clean that mess up first.

-[♪ quirky music concludes]
-[passing traffic]

-[♪ quirky music concludes]
-[passing traffic]

[microphone feedbacks over speakers]

-[Miguel] Today is a very special day…
-[♪ serene instrumental music playing]

…for our little Marta.

Who is now, believe it or not,

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow
For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For she's a jolly good…
[high-pitched] …fellow ♪

♪ Which nobody can…
[low-pitched] …deny ♪

Marta, fabulous happy birthday
from all us theys and thems

here at the Forest!

-We love you tons, Marta!
-[♪ music concludes]

What's wrong with Miguel?

He still doesn't know
how to use inclusive pronouns?

-He's just exhausting. [groans softly]
-[sighs] Hey, speaking of birthdays.

-I need your advice on something.
-Mm-hmm.

[grunts softly] I owe Paola a gift
for her birthday.

-I don't want to get her just any present.
-[♪ soft piano music playing]

-I want it to be super cool.
-[Ayla breathes deeply] Hmm.

Like organizing a dance for her?

But we already dance every day, though.

Yeah, but I'm talking about a dance
with all her favorite songs.

What's up?

-[♪ music concludes]
-Uh… [hesitates] …just making fun of Ayla

for still using a handkerchief
on her pillow.

[Paola] Hmm.

Do you still
find this place disgusting, Dory?

-[sighs] It's not that.
-[chuckles]

It's just I'm a little meticulous,
you know?

[chuckles] Sofí, I was looking for you.
I have the scholarship application.

[chuckles] I'm not applying, though.

-What?
-Why?

[♪ tense music playing]

Because… because I don't think
I have a chance.

I haven't danced in one thing,
the one-on-one or the semi.

But why wouldn't you apply, at least?
After everything you worked for?

It's fine, I don't want
to obsess over it anymore.

I want to enjoy dancing
without the pressure.

[sighs]

So, you're applying
for the scholarship now?

[Ayla] Yeah. Why not?

Who wouldn't like to get
into the academy of Erika Gruber?

It's a super huge opportunity.

You sure you don't want
to represent the Mirrors?

-No.
-[♪ music concludes]

-But if you--
-[Sofía] Uh. Paola,

I love your sweater, by the way.

Is it your creation?

[sighs] Yes.

Trying different ideas for Move You.
I love how this one turned out.

[♪ soft piano music playing]

[♪ sinister tone overlaps]

-[gasps]
-[♪ music stops abruptly]

Dude, are you okay?

Yeah. It's just--

I had a super weird memory
come back just now.

It-- It was geometric shapes and colors.

[chuckling] You mean
like Miguel's summer outfits?

-[chuckles]
-Not clothing, it was…

It was more like a painting.

-Are you sure?
-I think so.

I think this is something
I'd better discuss with the experts.

Based on the description of your memory,
it must be a work of modern art.

That makes things easier.
We can eliminate all the classics.

-Mm-hmm.
-[♪ quirky instrumental music playing]

-[Julia sighing softly]
-All of this?

No, this is just
the first few years, silly.

There's still the entirety
of the 20th century.

But what if the painter
isn't really famous

and isn't in these books?

That's a possibility,
but there's only one way

that you'll to find out.

We'll have to reproduce it.

[♪ quirky music intensifies]

-Hey, we know she has the right attitude.
-Mm-hmm.

[♪ music concludes]

-[Esmeralda] It's not bad.
-[Eric] Thank you, ma'am.

To be honest,
everything in the storage room

was completely unsalvageable.

If you were able to salvage
that hideous Christmas sweater,

you can most certainly salvage more.

No, no, believe me,
everything's been ruined by mildew.

[scoffs] Fine, whatever,
we don't have time. How much is it?

-A bargain, 350 dollars.
-What?

Like a Botox injection? Forget it, no way.

Buy everything at the discount store
for 20 bucks. I'll pay you back.

-Yeah, sure you will.
-Don't take all day.

When everything's ready,
I will call the girl.

-Hmm.
-Get me something nice with the change.

-Hmm.
-Something shiny!

-This is disgusting.
-[♪ music concludes]

-Hmm.
-Uh?

[sighs] It looks like a fried egg.

But does it look
like the painting, though?

Not at all.

Okay, Ayla, we need a detailed description
to locate the painting.

-[♪ intriguing instrumental music playing]
-Okay. The painting has tons of color.

It has lots of red.

[Julia] Mm-hmm.

But with some green things…

and also some yellow.

There's geometric shapes, like rectangles,
also some different-size triangles.

A bit like roofs, actually.

-Oh, my gosh!
-What'd you find?

Did you know Picasso
was from Málaga, like Yago?

Mm, sorry. Go on, go on.

I remember a circle that was…

Like some sort of moon,
I think, I'm not totally sure.

But what stands out the most
is the background,

which was totally red.

Let's go over it once more. Very colorful,
lots of red, geometric shapes mostly,

-and some sort of moon?
-Mm-hmm.

-Oh, my gosh!
-[♪ music concludes]

Tell us. Which artist
was a native of Tudela?

Uh. No. Your painting sounds
a lot like this one.

[grunts]

[♪ soft instrumental music playing]

Not that exactly,
but, um, likely the same artist.

Paul Klee.

[cell phone keyboard taps]

[Julia] Here, see if it's any of these.

Hmm.

-[Ayla] It's this one.
-[gasps]

I got it.

-[Julia, whispering] Wow.
-[♪ music concludes]

[♪ upbeat bachata music playing
over speakers, "Como Un Meteorito"]

♪ The words do not come out as easily ♪

♪ What I feel is strange to me ♪

♪ Thinking about you triggers my rhythm ♪

♪ I won't deny, I will always give you
whatever you ask me to see you dancing ♪

♪ How could I imagine… ♪

-[keypad chimes]
-[♪ music stops abruptly]

-What are you doing here?
-We had a date. Did you forget?

-What was that song?
-It's a bachata from Kako.

The more I listen to it,
the more I like it.

-From Kako?
-Yeah, yeah!

He writes music too.
He sent me this and it's a banger.

-This song is Kako's?
-Yeah.

Isn't it amazing? It's almost like
one of Kaboom's. [chuckles]

-[♪ tense instrumental music playing]
-By the way, he hasn't messaged me yet.

I think she just played dumb,
so, she didn't have to say no to my face.

But did you literally say to her,
"I'm Kaboom"?

[sneezes, groans]

No. But the bachata is…
It's like my confession.

As if to say, "Hi, I'm Kaboom,
and by the way, I love you." [chuckles]

You think the mist
is in her brain? [laughs]

Okay, let's see.
Let's go over the hints you, uh, gave her.

[sighs]

You told Kaboom
that you liked bachata, didn't you?

-Yeah.
-And you made her a bachata track?

Yeah.

And don't you think it's strange that both
Kako and Kaboom write music?

I hadn't thought about it,
but yeah, it's super weird.

Like, it's super obvious!

And also, when you sent him
a picture making fun of Kako,

Kaboom stopped messaging you.

And every time she sends a message
to Kaboom, your phone vibrates.

Dude, Kako is Kaboom!

[♪ tense instrumental music intensifies]

[♪ music crescendoes]

[♪ music peaks, concludes]

[brown noise plays loudly over earphones]

[grunts softly]

[muffled] Inés! Inés! Inés!

[speaks indistinctly]

-[brown noise stops]
-Huh?

Can you hear the t*rture
of Radio Miguel here?

-Yep, loud and clear.
-No.

That's why I listen
to brown noise while I'm doing yoga.

-It helps me concentrate better.
-[♪ quirky instrumental music plays]

His voice is deep in my hypothalamus.
I can't work like this.

You should really try yoga.

I started recently,
but I already notice the results!

-[cell phone chimes]
-Oh, voice mail.

[Esmeralda] Hello, my darling, Inés.
How's my future adopted daughter?

I have a surprise for you today.
You're coming to visit me chez moi.

[chuckles] You should start
getting familiar with your new home.

Wow!

-[chuckles]
-[Esmeralda] Get ready!

Eric's on his way to pick you up.

-Hugs and kisses. [smooches]
-[♪ music concludes]

[giggles, breathes deeply]

So? Was it good news?

-Wonderful! The best news!
-[♪ uplifting music playing over speakers]

-[Miguel over speakers] How beautiful…
-[Sandra] Seriously?

…to see the one who arrives over the hill,
carrying good news to all of us.

Reminds me of the fable by Aesop.

-[groans]
-[Miguel] Once upon a time…

-Remember, Sandra. Yoga!
-[Miguel] …there was a young shepherd

named Peter,
who spent his days with his sheep.

Why didn't I specialize
in canine psychology instead?

[Miguel imitates bleating]

He roamed across the hills and the valley.

[Sandra groans] My goodness!

[♪ music concludes]

Yes, sir. [sighs]

I understand, Commissioner.
Very good. See you later.

-Bad news, Gus?
-[groans] Very bad. The worst.

-You're not gonna elaborate?
-No, I'd rather not talk about it.

Fine, then help me fold the clothes
for a little bit. Hmm?

-Hmm.
-Hmm.

[Segura sighs]

-[sighs] Okay, fine, I'll tell you.
-Yeah. [chuckles]

It turns out, they decided
to close Ayla's case for lack of evidence.

Wait, no! How can that be, Gus?

They can't just close the case!
Ayla needs to get some answers.

What can I do here, Nieves?
It's not up to me.

[sighs]

-I have something to tell you.
-[Segura] No, no. Hold on a minute, Julia.

Don't you see that if it was up to me,
I'd continue investigating?

Well, do it then. Investigate on your own.
Off the record, or whatever you call it.

-[sighs]
-Dad, Aunt Nieves.

[Segura] But there's… [grunts]
…no clues for me to pull from.

-We've already scrutinized everything.
-Hello! I found a big clue.

-Is this Julia's? I don't recognize it.
-No, it's yours.

-I'm afraid I shrunk it a bit.
-Seriously?

-[Nieves] Hmm.
-My sweater?

Just what I needed, more bad news.

-Hey, listen!
-[both] What?

[sighs] Ayla just had a memory
of a painting. The painter is Paul Klee.

-Yeah?
-Yeah?

It could be a clue about her past,
don't you think?

[Segura sighs] No, Julia, no.

Clues are not some scribbles
in a notebook.

-Yeah, but this painting is real--
-Julia, clues are based on evidence,

and most of all, they have to be useful.
And this, this is not useful at all. Okay?

Now, leave, please,
the grown-ups are talking.

-[sighs]
-[Segura sighs]

Poor Ayla, really. This will be so hard.
Alone. No family.

She doesn't know who she is. Imagine that.

Yeah, thanks.
I thought I felt as bad as I could.

But no, no. It turns out… it gets worse.

Hmm.

[whispering] Seven, eight…

-[laughs]
-[♪ quirky instrumental music starts]

-[grunts softly]
-Oh… [hesitates] …are you like…

-[chuckles]
-…spying on me?

Sorry, sorry. [giggles]

Continue. Dance like
no one's watching. [laughs]

[hesitates] I was trying to do the…
the hand motions. Like Bollywood.

-For the choreo.
-Which? Like these?

Wow.

Well, yeah. How would you know that?

It's easy,
you just need to isolate your fingers.

[sighs] I mean, sure. That's great.

Isolate, piece of cake, sure.
[clears throat]

You want to practice together?

Uh, yeah, that'd be good.

You have to think
of each finger by itself.

And stretch each one
little by little. See?

Uh, like this?

-Close.
-[♪ music concludes]

You need to lock the ring finger
and keep the index straight.

[♪ tender electro-acoustic guitar playing]

Uh, um, uh-- Okay, I've got it.

-[microphone feedbacks over speakers]
-[Miguel] Do you have someone

in front of you
at this moment that you're fond of?

If it's so, then say it so.

Don't miss this opportunity.

[clearing throat]
I want to read this poem to the janitor,

to express my appreciation
for her silent and dedicated work.

"Oh, Miss Janitor,
my guardian of cleanliness and purity.

"Your quiet labor shines
with such a light.

-"A hero without a cape.
-[both laugh]

-[Miguel] "Your temper, serene…
-Uh, should we try it with Kaboom?

-Otherwise I can't focus.
-Yeah.

[Miguel] "…when the night
seizes your soul,

"our guardian janitor protects our repose…

"turns off the lights,
locks all the doors."

[♪ music concludes]

Dude, I have a bunch to do
on Move You costumes.

I mean, what could be so pressing
about our tomatoes, come on.

Just be patient.

[Miguel continues faintly over speakers]
Oh, janitor, protagonist of this poem…

Surprise.

[♪ soft instrumental music playing]

-What is this?
-I've owed you this since your birthday.

And I got you a present.

And that is?

What? You don't know what it is?
It's a traditional cake from Ethiopia.

A little something from your homeland?

Now that you say it,
I think my mom made it once.

-You've never had it. Stop pretending.
-[chuckles]

I was so little when we left there,
to be honest.

But I'm sure it's freaking delicious.

[sighs] Let's see if I got
the song right, at least.

-What song?
-Well, your favorite.

-[♪ music concludes]
-[cell phone chimes]

[♪ upbeat pop song playing,
Clooney, "Do It Like a Girl"]

-♪ Yeah ♪
-♪ Oh ♪

-♪ I'm gonna set the record straight ♪
-♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh ♪

-Not your favorite song, is it?
-Not anymore, sorry.

[sighs] I got it all wrong.
I'm gonna k*ll Ayla.

Ayla? Why?

She gave me the idea.
I questioned it because it felt dumb.

But… why are you doing this now?

It's just, I've been such a pain
about Move You and everything.

-Quite a bit, actually. [chuckles]
-[chuckles]

Well, then, how about we move
to your ex-favorite song?

♪ You should know it's amazing ♪

♪ It's amazing, it's amazing ♪

♪ If you wanna do it harder, faster
If you wanna be an everlaster ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

-♪ You better do it like a girl ♪
-[♪ music concludes]

[Miguel over speakers] Then,
the green beans, chop them up.

Oh, and… and… and… and some lima beans.

Very important, the beans,
they'll give it a great flavor.

-Um. Olive oil!
-[♪ soft song plays over speakers]

A splash of it. A generous one.

Yeah. And that's how Grandma Asunción
used to make her paella.

♪ Y al son,
su cintura yo ciño tocando la luz ♪

Excuse me.
Do you know where I can find Kako?

-[♪ song stops playing]
-Huh?

Kako. Do you know where Kako is?

Oh, uh, well, um, no, no idea.

[sighs]

But… as fortune would have it,
we have this powerful weapon of…

geolocation to help us find him.

-Geo what?
-The PA system!

-Acoustic waves against melancholy.
-[♪ melancholic piano playing]

I will summon Kako here
at this very minute.

-Wait.
-[microphone feedbacks]

Can… can you play a song over it?

[Miguel chuckles in excitement]

[♪ music concludes]

[♪ upbeat techno music
plays over headphones]

[Miguel] We have a young woman here
who wants to dedicate this song

-to Kako.
-[microphone feedbacks over speakers]

[♪ upbeat bachata song plays,
"Como Un Meteorito" over speakers]

One and two and three and four
and five and six!

[♪ upbeat reggaeton song plays
over stereo, "Vacila a tu Banda"]

[microphone feedbacks over speakers]

[♪ "Como Un Meteorito" faintly overlaps]

But this bachata is Kako's!

Kako made some bachata?

Yeah, he made it for… a good friend.

[sighs]

-It's pretty cool.
-Mm-hmm.

♪ Like a girl, like a girl ♪

[♪ "Como Un Meteorito" overlaps
faintly]

-[phone chimes]
-[♪ upbeat pop song stops playing]

What am I hearing?

[gasps]

Is that Kako?

-[laughs]
-[laughs]

[in Spanish] ♪ Towards infinity ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

[♪ upbeat techno music continues playing
over headphones]

[speaks indistinctly]

[in English] What?

-I need a pair of headphones!
-What'd you say?

Miguel's on to bachata now
and I need headphones, I beg of you.

-But that's my bachata!
-Your bachata? What bachata?

Yes! Uh. Why is Miguel playing it?

I don't know, he's out of control.
Hey, wait! What about the headphones?

[groans]

[in Spanish]
♪ You are crossing the firmament ♪

♪ While I fly very slowly
towards infinity ♪

♪ My endless flow goes directly
to make you fall in love ♪

♪ Like a meteor ♪

♪ The words are coming out
You are setting the movement ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

-[Noe, in English] It's you.
-[sighs]

It was you all this time…

Kaboom.

Noe, I'm sorry I lied to you.

-I just--
-Shut up.

Dance with me.

-So, you're not upset about--
-[chuckles] Just shut up and dance.

[in Spanish] ♪ Like a meteor ♪

♪ You are crossing the firmament
while I fly very slowly ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

♪ My endless flow goes directly
to make you fall in love ♪

♪ Like a meteor ♪

♪ The words are coming out
you are setting the movement ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

♪ I won't deny, I will always give you ♪

♪ Whatever you ask me to see you dancing
How could I imagine… ♪

[in English]
Is there anything you're bad at?

[chuckles] Mm, painting.

And I've a little trouble with my memory.

-[chuckles]
-[Ayla laughs]

[in Spanish] ♪ …to make you fall in love
Like a meteor ♪

♪ The words are coming out
You are setting the movement ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

♪ I won't deny I will always give you ♪

♪ Whatever you ask me to see you dancing ♪

♪ How could I imagine
I don't want to accept ♪

♪ That because of you
My feet can't stop ♪

♪ My unreachable star goes directly
To make me fall in love like a meteor ♪

♪ You are crossing the firmament
While I fly very slowly ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

♪ Towards infinity ♪

[♪ "Como Un Meteorito" concludes]

[in English] Well, well, well. So, now,
how do you like your future bedroom?

[admiratively] I love it.

It's very practical
to have a washer right next to your bed.

Exactly! That way,
you don't even need a hamper.

I'm glad you like it. I decorated it
following the philosophy of feng shui.

-Okay, Eric. Please don't interrupt us.
-[♪ casual instrumental music playing]

Inés and I have a lot
to talk about, right?

And the yard is huge! My dog, Tomás,
will be able to run around so much.

By the way, when can I move in?

Um, well, soon, darling, any day now.
These things require a lot of paperwork.

So, tell me, what's happening
in the world of Inés?

My grades in Math
have improved so much lately,

and my Language teacher said that
I have a way with words.

-[chuckles]
-Lovely! And how is Ayla lately?

Oh, come, sit down with me

-and fill me in.
-Um, good.

We're back to being best friends forever.
Lately, she's been very…

[Esmeralda] Inés, are you feeling okay?

[♪ casual music darkens, intensifies]

-[♪ music concludes]
-[♪ theme music playing]

[in Spanish]
♪ Dance, dance, your ground is shaking ♪

♪ It's your own game, no rules for you ♪

♪ Turn on the music, raise the volume
C'mon, the show begins now ♪

♪ Boom, boom
Follow the rhythm and hit it ♪

♪ Boom, boom, give it more ♪

♪ Dance, dance, your ground is shaking
Dance, dance, shaking ♪

♪ Boom, boom
Follow your rhythm and hit it ♪

♪ Boom, boom, give it more
It's your own game, no rules for you ♪

♪ Feel the rhythm flowing in your mind ♪

♪ The music with your crew
Your hips can't stop, yeah, yeah!

♪ Boom, boom, follow the rhythm, hit it
Boom, boom, give it more ♪

♪ Dance, dance, your ground is shaking
Dance, dance, shaking ♪

♪ Boom, boom, follow your rhythm, hit it
Boom, boom, give it more ♪

♪ It's your own game, no rules for you ♪

[♪ theme music concludes]