01x06 - After Hours

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PREVIOUSLY ON
MISFORTUNE

What about you with that poor woman?
She's hardly buried her husband.

That's why we should work together.

This is a nightmare.

The important thing is Urqui's reputation.

- Not the CEO.
- What the f*ck?

The employee responsible has been fired.

Where's Fede?

I want to help you.
Help you earn much more money.

So this is where you hide.

This family's f*cking crazy.

You haven't done Christmas yet.

Get ready for Versailles, girl.

The King, Louis XVI,
and Empress Marie-Antoinette.

- Let the drinking begin!
- You aren't going anywhere.

I don't know what it is,
but I love everything about you.

No problem,
admit you're not made for this.

Look at that.

What do you want?

Get her! Off with her head!

- Money.
- Please don't!

Julián Urquiza.

- Did you upload it?
- Yes, bro.

Don't make me reconsider my decision.

Darling!

No, wait! Please wait.

Wait, no! Hey, let's talk!

Hey! Edgar. Edgar, no!

No, no, no!

You scared me, dude.

- Sorry, sir, we're here.
- Already?

Why didn't you go
around the traffic circle?

- Here's your coffee.
- I don't want coffee.

You're so insensitive.

URQUIZA FOUNDATION

Where's my coffee?

- Here, sir.
- Why don't you give it to me?

That's disgusting, Julián. What is it?

Adaptogens.

I have insomnia.

Still going on about that?

- You're a drama queen.
- Every...

Every time I close my eyes, I see him.

What happens if they catch us?

What's your name?

What's... your name?

Julián Eduardo Urquiza de Melgar.

Where do you live?

In Mexico.

Exactly.

While you're with me, nothing will happen.

Okay?

- When have I ever let you down?
- Never.

Smile already.

Hi.

Were you followed?

Were you followed?

No.

Camila thinks I'm out for a run.

Fede thinks I'm at an art gallery.

We're good at lying, aren't we?

Too good.

How are you?

Bad.

I didn't sleep.

It wasn't us. It was Balbina.

All the same...

You know anything?

No. Three days and still nothing.
It's like...

like the earth swallowed him up.

Balbina swallowed him up.

I bet she fixed it with money.

I have to go.

Fede opens the museum tomorrow.

It's his first time in public since...

the donut incident,
so all eyes will be on him.

If you hear anything, tell me, but...

Don't use your phone.

See you here same time tomorrow.

Okay...

I swear to God,

if I find another stain,
I'll k*ll someone.

- Let's see, Pati.
- Nadia.

Nadia, come.
Pati, Nadia. You're hysterical.

You need to calm down.
Otherwise we can't do anything.

Look, actually, everyone...

Everyone, please!

Breathe!

Okay? Tomorrow...

will be the celebration
of me being the new leader.

Tomorrow I become the patriarch.

The patriarch...

So, I'm going to need...

Balloons.

Balloons?

- Hot-air balloons. Yes.
- Flowers.

Flowers, lots of flowers.
What's more... more...

I want a hologram.
A giant hologram of my father.

- One that talks...
- I don't know.

One that says,
"Welcome to the Urquiza family."

I love it.

- Really?
- I really love it, make a note.

Make a note, please.

Hey, should we go over my speech?

- Yeah?
- Prompter.

- Turn the teleprompter on.
- Okay.

Okay.

What is a leader?

The general of a division?

The priest of a congregation?

The father of a family?

Or... all of the above?

All of the above.

All.

That's what I want to be for all of you.

For all the Mexican families
who have grown with us.

Thank you so much.

- Do you like it?
- Goosebumps. It's great.

- I swear.
- Really?

Let me see. No...

- Just one thing.
- What?

I don't really like you saying "priest."

- But...
- I think it'd be much better

if you said... "the pope."

The...

- The pope.
- Exactly.

The pope.

The pope. Do you like it?

I love it. "The pope" it is, then!

- Pati, please.
- Nadia.

Nadia. Nadia, please, you're...

Misfortune

No, farther.

- What?
- Farther away.

We have a problem.

Nothing to say?

Want some?

- Strawberry, your favorite.
- Concentrate!

Or maybe you just don't care?

Of course.

Look, Julio, listen to me.

If Balbina is named CEO,
the first thing she'll do

is cut off money to Camila and Fede.

Do the math.

You want to live in your car
and eat canned tuna?

- No.
- No. So?

Our last plan turned out badly,
may I remind you?

This time we'll change strategy.

Let's get the family together.
So Fede comes to his senses.

Victoria, they haven't talked
since the party. How will we do it?

You're in a job you don't deserve

and it's a sh*t show.

- Shut up, Inés!
- She's right.

Can you stop, please?

That's going to have to change.

- Tomorrow is Camila's birthday?
- Yes.

But no, forget it.

No way.
Camila hasn't been very receptive lately.

Darling, why don't we leave it?

That wall didn't do anything.

Federico hated that painting.

He said it was childish.

- I want it there.
- I know these days have been hard.

Your children, the party,
now your birthday,

but everything will be okay.

It's not that.

Excuse me.

Okay, okay.

So...

tell her you have a surprise,
just for you two.

And everyone else?

You take care of Camila, I'll do the rest.

Come on.

We have my sister's car. Let's go.

We'll go one by one.

We just need to convince them to all be
at the same restaurant at the same time.

When everyone's at the table
and they see Fede isn't well,

- they'll come together.
- I don't know.

You'll see. It can't go wrong.

Hey!

Good luck!

It's not a question of luck, Julio.

Hey, what's up, sister-in-law?
How are you? What a surprise!

- You look great.
- Just a model.

Braids and all. Has Inés seen it?

She won't like it, right?

It's Camila's birthday, right?

No, sis. No way. No, she's crazy.

She doesn't want to see the family.
Look, she covered it.

- Oh.
- She doesn't want to see them.

Chumpi...

Would you not see your mom
on her birthday?

No... Hey.

You want your kids
to have a family... without family?

No, no.

What can we do? Tell me.

This is the plan.

Okay.

- Camila. What's the plan?
- Nothing.

I don't work like that, Vicky, you know.

Julio.

You haven't changed since we were kids.

You need a plan in life.

Like yours? How did that go?

Life is a walk, Vicky, not a mission.

You have to live in the present.

Go with the flow
and pay attention to the signs.

- Have a great day.
- Is he serious?

And the money?

Don't look at me.

Trash!

Is it someone's birthday today?

Red roses.

Thanks, love. Put them there.

Trash.

Trash.

That's not how to erase the past.

You must look forward.

What do you mean?

We can't not celebrate your birthday.

There's nothing to celebrate.

Please.

It's our first birthday together.

Let's not let this bad moment spoil it.

Look, you, me, a cake.

Candles.

Nothing else.

I don't know why people like cake.

Well... without cake then.

Just you, me and candles.

And some oil, okay?

Okay.

Okay.

But we'll say it's your birthday.

- Okay, deal.
- Yes. Yes, yes.

- And?
- Done.

Nobody can resist love.

- Now what?
- Fede.

- Hello.
- Fede, baby.

Hi, how are you?
No, I know you're busy, I'll be brief.

I wanted to tell you
I can't get the Marc you wanted,

but I can get the Durell.

The problem is it means going to Menorca

before Miami, but after New York.
Crazy, I know.

Look over the email I sent
because Hauser & Wirth can do the call,

but only on the 15th at 6:00 p.m.
or the 18th at 2:00 p.m.

With the time difference

that's the 15th at 3:00 p.m.
or the 18th at 11:00 a.m.

Do what she says.

- Hello?
- Hi, take notes.

Mr. Urquiza has to be
at the Fiori tomorrow at 2:00 p.m. Bye.

What? Don't look at me like that.

You aren't a saint, Michi Montefusco.

Do you not get tired?

Of lying.

Of never being ourselves.

Rafaela.

The hardest is yet to come. Tonight.

It's a costume party.

Try... I don't know, to look handsome.

So?

Come.

Where? Let's go, let's go.

- Where did she go?
- I don't know, man.

- This way.
- Okay.

Thanks.

I'll go.

That's how I wanted to catch you.

Rafa, are you okay?

What's up?

Okay, let's go to the bathroom. Come.

Rafaela, help me.

Rafa, hold on.

Rafaela, what are you doing? No.

No! What's wrong with you? No. Stop.

How dumb.

- Come here.
- Let go.

Stop playing the rebel,
it doesn't suit you!

You don't know me.

I do know you, Rafaela.

I know you're scared of
looking in the mirror...

and seeing your dad. That's what's wrong.

But you're not your dad.

Now is the time to decide.

Which version of him do you want to be?
as*h*le or leader?

Who are you, Rafaela?

Tomorrow's your mom's birthday.
You know what you should do.

- I'll send...
- Who do you think you are?

You think you're mysterious and smart,
but I see what you really are.

A poor, scared girl.

What are you so afraid of, Marie Claire?

Who are you?

You're not the first
to pounce on my rich brother.

You're going to go where they all went.

To hell.

This family can't be fixed.

We did what we could.

Now it's up to fate. That's it.

What? What fate, Julio?

Fate hates us. Get real.

Not so much me.

- No.
- Your favorite song.

- It's not.
- Sure, it is.

You danced to it at prom.

- Years ago.
- Not so many.

Well?

Let's go.

- Okay, it's over. Let's go.
- What?

Do you see the mess you made?

- You want me to carry you?
- I put on a free show.

Come on, I'll go with you to a taxi.

- Let's go.
- Will you pay?

- Yes, I will.
- You'll pay.

Why do you still have it? The watch.

I don't know.

And yours?

I sold it.

To buy my ticket here.

I do get tired.

Of what?

Of lying.

Of imagining how things
would have been for us

if things had gone as I planned.

Plans are useless, Vicky.

And what would you be like without a plan?

Like this.

First stop. We're here.

Canned tuna.

Canned tuna.

Imagine the diver.

No, with the octopus
because it's female, right? It's not...

- It's a beautiful relationship.
- Love...

At the end when it doesn't come back...

It got eaten by a shark.

You should have seen it...
a beautiful relationship.

I wish all humans could have

a relationship like
the octopus and the diver.

It made me cry. Did you cry too, sweetie?

- No, I didn't.
- Well.

Excuse me!
Can I order Galician octopus, please?

- Octopus? I'm talking about...
- Yes.

And three plates so we can share. Thanks.

Octopus tastes like rubber here.

What am I doing here, can we go?

Really, love?

- They saw us.
- One...

- Michi! We have to be...
- Two, three!

- Surprise!
- Surprise!

Surprise.

No, no, this is not what I want.

Me neither. Can we cancel the octopus?

You know what?
It's been a pleasure, I had fun.

Darling, I have to sort out the hologram.

- The what, Fede?
- The hologram, didn't you hear?

I heard. What a great idea. A hologram.

You laugh because you don't get it.

And you?
Think you look intelligent in that suit?

- Wait.
- I'm leaving, love.

- It's her birthday.
- If I go, you'll stay, Mom?

No, I'll stay too.

It's my birthday,
I don't have to put up with you.

- Yes.
- Yes. Yes!

This is a restaurant and I'm hungry.

Darling, for the love of God,
cancel that stupid thing. Okay?

- Yes, Fede.
- It's not stupid.

You know what, Mom, I'm off. Enjoy!

- No, wait!
- Perfect, I can eat quickly

and go to my therapist

to talk about my as*h*le children.

- Stop!
- They can't even say sorry.

Sorry for what? You ruined my party!

Mom, I'll save you the therapy.

My therapist says you're a masochist.

Looking in the mirror is not therapy.

I'll save you.

Mom's a control freak. You're a masochist.

You fail at everything.

At least I try. You're invisible!

Instead of this pure bullshit...

Stop!

You're unbearable.

Urquiza family!

You're wanted on the first floor.

Now what?

Darling!

Let's go!

Come on, Cinderella.
It'll turn into a pumpkin.

Let's go!

No, let's go now.

- Come on.
- Wait.

I have to go alone.

- You sure?
- I'm sure.

Okay, then.

Where are we?

Oh, no. Seriously, Rafa?
What are we doing here?

I asked them to close it for us.

I can't believe it.

ICE CREAM, CAKE & COFFEE

- It's been ages since we came here.
- Yes.

Since Mom argued with the school principal

for helping us skip class. Remember?

That principal was full
of frustration and bitterness.

I bet she was frigid.

- Mom!
- Like Vicenta.

Bring everything on the menu.

- It's been years since I had a milkshake.
- Thanks.

Strawberry, right?

You're crazy,
I'll never give you my cherry.

- No way.
- It's good, right?

- Oh, my love. My love.
- Coming.

- Mom, I'm in the middle.
- I know,

but he has to try it.

- Try it.
- No, this is for you.

Mango. It's my favorite, try it.

- Life without milkshakes isn't life.
- No.

Hello? No. No!

What? The balloon goes in the lobby.

What do you mean it doesn't fit?

Okay.

I'll call you back later. Bye.

Sorry.

Balloon?

You're going to make fun of me.

No, I promise I won't.

I rented an extra-large hot-air balloon

for the museum lobby.

That's fine.

That's very good.

- Very good, right?
- Yes.

Fede, not a balloon, please.

Sorry.

Look.

Sorry.

Look.

It's fine.

Cancel the balloon.

- And the hologram.
- What?

- Wait...
- Hologram?

It's stupid. Mom.

Happy birthday.

Happy birthday, Mom.

Thanks, love.

And thanks, Rafa.

Thank you all for being here.

Thank you.

- Cheers.
- Cheers!

Right.

Cheers.

And thank you.

I couldn't, I swear.

Wow.

It's a disaster, isn't it?
This shouldn't be here.

- No. No, no.
- Yes.

No, I mean, the space is incredible.

- It'll make a great museum.
- Really?

It's just...

Rafa, I have no f*cking idea
what I'm doing.

Nobody has any f*cking idea
what they're doing.

Everyone pretends.

Want to know a secret?

Dad didn't have any f*cking idea
what he was doing.

He hated talking in public.

- What?
- I helped him with all his speeches.

That old b*stard.

I've been an awful sister, haven't I?

Sometimes.

Rafa,

I'm sick of being jealous of you.

It's kind of always been like that

and I want to stop.

I want us to get along.

I'm here for you.

Always.

My speech is tomorrow and it's awful.

What's it about?

I introduce myself
as the general of a division,

- and I say I'm like the pope.
- Okay, stop.

We need to change it.

- Yes.
- Yes.

The responsibility of Urqui Group
is not just with Mexico,

but with all the people
who are part of it.

As a company, we must take the lead,

but always for the benefit of the people.

We must reinvent ourselves,

break old patterns that don't work

and adapt to the new times,

like the great family we are.

This museum

that we are building

lays the first stone on the road.

A road

that we'll build together.

Together.

Bravo!

- Okay.
- What?

How can I say this?

We did it, okay?

And now this truce

has to end.

Okay?

Yes, I know.

Yes.

I hate you.

Me too.

Yes. I need it right now.

Right now.

What are you doing?

Stop this.

I'm the only one of us
who wants to fix things.

If you don't want to help,
get out of my way.

Excuse me, I just need a minute.
Thank you so much.

Thanks.

- Dude.
- What?

- It's the Puebla factory.
- What?

The press don't know, I just found out.

- What happened?
- A gas leak.

- I don't know.
- f*ck.

- Injuries?
- Yes, bad ones.

But that's all we know.

- What are we gonna do?
- I don't know. Let's go.

No way.

I just found out.

Seems chaos follows you.

- Auntie.
- Fix it.

We're fixing it.

We're fixing it.

What? What happened?

m*therf*cker.