01x08 - Enfrentar

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MANCHILD

What a nightmare.

It's horrible
that we're going through this

after what we don't know happened.

What else could happen?

Gigina?

-Dad?
-"Dad"?

How is it that you became my mother?

How did you end up dating my father?

Oh, boss!

First, "Gigina"?

And second, I had no way
of knowing he was your father.

No!

Don't worry! Anyway,
I know this story by heart.

Yes, I know, it's always the same.

He looks all tall, charismatic,
charming and handsome,

and everybody falls for him.

Yes!

But wake up, for the love of God.

If they could be your parents,
he could be your grandfather.

Hold on. I'm right here,
don't be disrespectful.

How was I supposed to know
the psychologist Mariela works for...

It's Marcela, dad. Marcela.

Sorry, Marcela. Sorry.

...was precisely you?

Right. I don't doubt for a moment

that you did it to hurt me again.

Gigina, do you honestly think
I could hurt you on purpose?

Gigina, I know myself.

I knew very well
that I wasn't going to change.

That's why I left.

To protect you.

Gigina!

Long time no see!

Are you here to see me?

Sit down.

No. You came to see me.
You came back into my life.

Oh, no.

We met by chance.

Maricela took me to that lousy bar
where you were, with...

Marcela.

By the way, what a torrid romance...

No need for details, Dad.

Just tell me what you're doing here.
Weren't you in Spain?

Well, the bullfighting season is over.

Remember, I am a citizen of the world.

I love visiting my house here in Mexico.

You come here often?

And why don't you come see me?

What for?

I mean... Look...

Look, Gigina.

Everything I've ever done
has been for your sake, not to hurt you.

I'm never going to change, honey.

You're the patient zero.

In an epidemic,
there's always a patient zero.

The genesis of the catastrophe, of course.

I've spent my whole life
studying men, analyzing them.

The genesis was in my life.
The answer was so simple!

Right, it's my childhood! You!

So you're here to find
an answer for your book.

Well, I've got news, I'm not the answer.

How do you know about my book?

Remember, I know everything.

But look...

I'm not the answer, and you know why?

You will never be able to prove

that a manchild can change. No.

No, because a manchild
is born, grows, reproduces and dies

a manchild.

-They can change, I've seen it.
-No.

You mean the guys from the bar, right?

No.

They're going to end up just like me.

And you know why?

Because it's easier
to walk away than to change.

No, Dad.

Walking away is not always the solution.

Because, by sticking together,

we have become a herd, a family.

-Oh, nice.
-Yes.

You are a lone wolf,
and you'll be one till the day you die.

THE MALE MYTH

He's hedonistic, conceited,
selfish, immature, insecure...

-He's my dad.
-We were together two days. Two days.

One of his longest relationships, yeah?

I didn't know he was your dad.

You had no way of knowing.
I didn't even know he was here.

It was good to see him.

Aren't you upset?

I should be, shouldn't I?

But I'm not.

Because he's also been
part of the process that led me to this.

-Did you finish the book, boss?
-I did it!

Marcela!

It's what you learn
from alcoholic parents.

No way! Come, give it to me.

Wow! Seriously?

It's so important to close cycles
in order to start new ones.

Let's toast to you
finally finishing the book.

Yes, but I didn't mean that,
I meant closing my chapter with Gerardo.

I've closed it and now I can move on.

But I hadn't realized there's
another chapter I need to close.

The one with the most important manchild
in my life. My dad.

Let's toast to that too.
To the men who hurt us.

I don't think my dad hurt me.

Parents aren't perfect.
No human relationship is.

It's our own responsibility
to create that balance.

Boss, I even feel like calling my dad.

Here's to my dad!

Since we're talking about elderly people,
where are our menchildren?

-I think it's here.
-There, yes. Let me see?

Gentlemen!

Why didn't you go to therapy?

Because we were in an orgy together,
and we can't look at you in the eye.

Orgy? What orgy? There was no orgy.

Look at me. There was no orgy.

There was no orgy. None of that.

No one remembers,
no one knows what happened.

Well, I remember everything.

Right, Tony?

Roberto, please!

Let's stop playing games,
I'm being serious.

Instead of pushing us apart,
this should bring us together,

because we're no longer
just any therapy group.

We're a herd.

We're a brotherhood,
a family, as you said.

Yes?

So, if we want to be a functional family,

we need to nip our problems in the bud.

We're going to do shock therapy.

We're all going
to solve our problem with our family.

Do I have to see my ex-wife and my kids?

Yes.

I haven't seen my family in a long time,
I have no one.

Look them up.

I haven't told my dad I'm g*y.

Tell him.

I have to talk to Esmeralda.

With everything that's happened,
I've neglected her.

Well, fix it.

My parents were
billionaire philanthropists.

One night we went to the movies,

and when the movie was over,
Dad wanted to get home faster...

So we took a shortcut
through a very dark alley.

In that moment a man came out

from the shadows.

He had a g*n.

Dad tried to defend us and...

Well, this man...

This man shot and k*lled
my mom and dad right in front of me.

From that moment on,
Poli became like my second mother...

and my protector.

Man...

Isn't that Batman's story?

-Yes, man! It is!
-Yes!

You should see how many women fall for it.

Come on! Yes!

Enough!

Enough is enough!

We're all coming out.

Go, all of you, and solve the problems
you have with your family.

-What are you doing here?
-I wanted to talk to you.

Don't you knock?

Old habits.

What do you want?

I wanted to tell you that therapy
is going well and I've changed a lot.

I'm glad therapy is going well, Andresito!

They should also teach you
to stay out of other people's homes.

Well, it's my house, I thought...

No, don't interrupt me.

Laura and I are very happy.

So stop harassing us.

Laura is my partner, accept it already.

No, I only want to fix
my relationship with my children.

You should have said so.

I'm so glad to hear you say that.

I think you should
become your children's friend,

and not just be the kind of dad that pays
their cell phone, cards, school...

Very good. Congratulations, Andrés.

And I also wanted to tell you...

that I forgive you for abandoning me.

And I've been through all the stages.

Denial, anger, alcoholism, depression,

even the porn videos.

And...

I understand I wasn't a great husband,

but I'm happy for you,
I'm glad you're together.

I accept it.

I accept it.

I'm so glad. Honestly, thank you.

Thank you for letting me be myself.

No need to thank me, on the contrary.

Well, I think it's a good time
to go talk to the kids.

Family! I'm home!

My boy! You're back, my darling!

My home, my better half,
my second mother, come here.

Did you do drugs again? My God!

Of course not!

Do you know how nice it is
to come home to a nice, luxurious house

after a day of hard work?

You know, Poli?

This reminds me of when I was a kid
and you would wait for me, remember?

Oh, yes, darling! Yes!

And you're everything I need.

You're my home, my second mother...

And I want it to stay this way for many,

many...

many years to come.

My boy, guess what?

That's exactly what I wanted
to talk to you about.

Yes, of course.

Yeah, well, you know,
since you're busy with your things,

and I have my needs, I found someone.

A boyfriend!

He's a well-mannered gentleman
who treats me well, who loves me.

And besides, he takes me in his arms
and covers me in his saliva,

and he French kisses me
like you wouldn't imagine.

Poli! Please, too much information.

Well, son, it's the truth.

I can't talk about
my relationships with you?

But I have to find you
in bed with your friends?

I'm sorry, but that's different.

Let's see...

Who is it? Do I know him?

Yes, he knows you. He's seen you naked.

The guy who sells gas!

Poli, how many times have I told you
not to let him in?

No. He's your sculptor.

Héctor?

I call him "Rocky" because every time
we meet, he knocks me out.

Poli, please! Too much information!

Okay, all right.

The point is that Rocky...

Héctor and I have been thinking
about moving in together.

Yes.

Poli, you can't do that to me!

-Poli!
-Boy!

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

How did you end up here?

No! You have to know
how to do everything in life.

Besides, I can drink all I want,

practice my bartending tricks,

see hotties.

It's a win-win situation.

I need your help with an audition.

You know I will,

but don't complain like you did
with the role of a lifetime.

Accept it! It's the "roll" of a lifetime!

It was a big role, but this time,
I'm not going to be the one auditioning.

I'm going to organize it.

I need to find a woman
over 60 who looks like me.

I don't want to sound judgy,
but if you have a MILF fetish,

it's creepy that you want them
to look like you.

No!

I need to find my mom.

Then we need a Ouija board,
because your mom is dead.

Did she fake her own death?

Regina told us to face our family.

But I don't have anybody.

So I need to find a mother

so I can achieve catharsis.

And heal.

Don't worry, my darling.

I'll get you many mothers,
it'll be the mother of all auditions.

Or I'm no longer María de la Concepción
Porfiria del Mazo Gonzáles.

Isn't your name Ivette?

No! Ivette is my stage name.

Like yours, 'cause your real name is...

I hate drunks.

Oh, honey!

Do you think our son
will ever settle down?

If he wanted to find
a special lady, he would.

-They're here!
-Hi!

The cradle-snatcher is here!

Hi!

They're getting younger and younger, son!

Oh, son, you're sucking
more and more collagen!

I'm sorry, honey,
I have a son for a vampire.

Wait... No... Mom, Dad.

She's Esmeralda.

-Your granddaughter.
-What?

My granddaughter?

Keep the cell phone still, Mom.

Mom, keep it still.

Otherwise I can't see you.

There it is. I see you.

Are you coming or not?

Oh, son...

Look, I do want to see you.
But you know your dad.

He doesn't like to leave the ranch.

It's important,
I have to tell him about you-know-what.

Look, I love you
and respect you just as you are.

Okay, but this has been
very difficult for me.

And my dad hasn't helped at all,
he's made it very difficult.

Oh, son, well...

Have some candy around,

because I'm sure
his blood sugar will go down.

Thank you for coming.

Let's say you're my mother.

And one day I wake up feeling sick
and I don't want to go to school.

Would you make me
some comfort alphabet soup?

You're a big-a*s boy aren't you?

You can make your alphabet soup yourself.

And let me tell you something.

If I find any spelling mistakes
in that soup,

I'll kick your a*s.

Okay...

But since you're going to the kitchen,
would you make me a sandwich?

This way, ma'am.

I'd like a sandwich.

Let's say I come home crying

because I was bullied at school,

what would you do?

I'll hug you, take care of you.

And I'll throw my shoe at those brats.

But I had to pawn them.
Lend me some money. It's the last time.

No... What's your name, ma'am?

-She's the one...
-She looks great.

Yes, she's so sweet...

Okay!

Being the protective mother you are,

would you open
a bank account for my savings?

Honey...

If I were 30 years younger,

I'd even open my legs to you, hottie!

-No!
-No...

-No...
-I understand...

-Do you want more water, Son?
-No, Mom, thank you.

-Another taco?
-No. Really, no.

But you will have one, you're too skinny.

No, thanks.

With some salsa verde.

-No, really, thank you.
-So?

How did this happen?

-Did you know?
-No, of course not.

No, my mom never told me.

But I insisted,
and she told me to look for him.

So I did.

-And who's your mom?
-Remember Nicky?

The one who was missing a tooth?

-No!
-The chubby one with a limp.

No! Nicky, from Mazatlán.

My mom and I still live in Mazatlán.

I just came to see my dad.

But it hasn't been easy.

Why?

My Tony is a cutie. My baby.

He just spreads love around!

You're the first girl
to complain, honestly.

Mom, I'm not your baby. I'm an adult.

I went from being a son to being a father.

And I want to be the best at that.

I have to make up
for a lot of lost time with her,

because I missed her first Father's Day,

her first fall off a bike,

kicking her first boyfriend's a*s...

That's right...

I want to be with her,

be a part of her life.

Forever.

How do you expect us
to take you seriously?

You want to be a millennial,
but you look 1000 years old.

Yes, Dad, you look like Chabelo.

Don't mess with Chabelo.

Well, then why did you leave
your practice?

You keep lecturing us to get good grades,
and you end up buying some lousy bar?

What's next? You'll get a motorbike?
You'll get a tattoo?

It's not some lousy bar.

I worked hard to get it up on its feet.

And now it's profitable.

You go from one extreme to the other.

You went from being someone boring
who did nothing but work,

to be a wannabe manchild.

Look, how can you go to my school
dressed like that? How embarrassing.

No wonder Mom divorced you.

And found a woman that's fun and cool.

Okay, enough!

This is a personal journey.
I understood what drove you away.

Now I want to get closer to you,
but I don't need to be all cool and fun.

This is what I am now.

And like it or not,
I'm still your father and I love you.

Is that clear?

Tell me,
what do you intend to do with my Poli?

Everything.

I consider myself a charming old man,
I like to love again and again.

Nonstop, to the point to dehydration.

My darling...

Well, Son, what did you want to tell us?

Very well, Dad.

Remember when Susana was pregnant

and they burst a balloon
to reveal your grandson's gender?

When the blue dust came out, remember?

My first grandson.

No!

No! Are you going to have a child?

Well done!

-Like father, like son. Yeah!
-No!

No, Dad. I mean,
I'm talking about revealing the gender.

Look...

-I made this cake. Can you help me, Mom?
-Yes.

Inside, there's a color.

Just as Susana did with your grandson.

So please help me cut it.

I'll cut it all right.

No, just kidding...

And it goes...

And... Okay!

And it goes...
I'm going to turn this a bit...

And it goes...

And... Okay!

-You take it out.
-Yes, I'll help you.

-Look...
-Let's see?

Let's see...

Right here.

-Yeah!
-So colorful!

So, you're going to have six children?

No... No! No, dad.

Those are the colors of the LGBT flag.

That flag?

And where is that country?

I got it, you want to tell us
you're going on a trip. That's it!

No. No, Dad! I'm not going on a trip!

I told you it was not going to work.

Bad habits?

No, none.

But I do have an addiction.

To Poli.

I'm "Poli-amorous."

"Polyamorous."

Okay...

I need to know where
you're going to live with Poli.

I don't think it'd be good
to live in your studio, right?

She's used to living in luxury.
I got her used to that since... Forever.

Son.

Look...

I don't care where I live or how,
as long as it's with my Héctor.

Besides, it's my life, I get to decide.

You're not my dad.

I'm like a mother to you.

So I'm going to ask you
to respect the man who loves me,

and who will make love to me every night.

Look, Dad...

What I'm trying to say...

How do I tell him?

I enjoy the company of men.

And what's new about that? Everybody does.

It's not like you're going to go
to the game with your girlfriend.

No, Dad! I don't have a girlfriend,
and I will never have one.

Listen to that! Congratulations!

They're a nuisance,
you can't get rid of them.

Not all of them!

And you can go out with many women.
I told you, he's a player!

Yes.

Is he upset?

Don't bother to contact us,
we'll call you.

Thank you!

I can't believe I can't even find
a fictional family.

-You don't need to find a family.
-I do!

You always had one,
but you refuse to see it.

Uranium 21 was your family in the past.

Now you have your new friends.

And above all, as I've told you before,

I'll be by your side forever.

I'm like your mother!

Thank you.

If I misbehave, will you spank me?

Yes, turn around.

That's so good!

No way, Dad. Your friend Aldo is so retro.

What's up with the vests without T-shirts?

And nobody knows if he's from
Puerto Rico, Chile, Mexico, Argentina.

No idea.

And this is Victor, the fifth friend.

He's your friend for real?

-I follow him.
-Me too.

The other day he posted stories
of some boring party.

There was some guy tattooing,
very insalubrious.

I saw that. Some poor guy asked for
a "Felicity" tattoo and he got "Felicia."

Yes, I saw!

It's not a poor guy.

He's a great guy, who decided
to be bold after his divorce.

And he asked for any tattoo. Check it out.

-No way!
-Wow, dad.

-What did you do?
-What is this?

Well, it's a tattoo.

Mom is going to k*ll you!

-No way!
-I'm not going to show her.

-Didn't it hurt?
-What is this?

Touch it, it doesn't bite.

-Oh, man!
-Didn't it hurt?

A lot, but thankfully I don't remember.

What are you saying?

I was going through a tough time,
because my wife had left me for a woman.

Don't you think
it was a tough time for me?

What country are they from?
We have to find out and go.

-Yes.
-Dad!

This is Giovani!

Oh, look! He has the same
hair color as the cake!

Giovani, you must play football together.

No. No, Dad.

Giovani is my ex-boyfriend.

But now he married another man.

And now we are lovers.

What do you mean?

Dad...

I'm g*y!

I have sex with other men.

You see?

He has sex!

My son has sex! Very good!

If there's nothing else, let's get going.

-Yes, let's go.
-Okay.

-Thank you, honey.
-Yes.

-Let's go!
-Let's go.

Good.

-Excuse us.
-Excuse us...

I'd like to toast to this special moment.

To love and freedom.

Oh, Poli! You're a great woman!

And Héctor, you are really a great man.

-Can I call you "Dad"?
-No, let's not overdo it.

Look, Son. We have to go,
because I rented a hotel room.

Beautiful, with mirrors and a jacuzzi.

Then I'll pack some lingerie.

Stop sharing so much information, please.

Tell me, did you like the David sculpture?
I named it the "Víctor."

I didn't get a chance to see it,
to be honest.

Yes, Poli told me about your lapsus.

It's quite the piece!

-Cheers!
-Yes, cheers...

-Bye, Dad.
-See you later, Son.

I'll be waiting for you.

Oh, Mom!

I did everything humanly possible
to get him to accept it.

He's the one who needs
to come out of the closet.

He knows.

You did everything right, Son.

Go and live your life
any way you want to live it.

I'm always going to be proud of you.

And so will he, in his own way.

Take care, you two.

And be careful, because being lovers
must involve a lot of logistics.

Be smart. Very smart.

TWO MONTHS LATER...

Gigina, what are you doing here? Come in.

Cut to the chase. How many months?
What did the doctors say?

The doctors? What doctors?

I came because you said you were sick.

Yes, I am sick.

With loneliness.

Who is it this time? Who?
A girlfriend? What did she give you?

-Syphilis, gonorrhea?
-Gigi, please.

Listen to me! I will never change.
But now, I want to be part of your herd.

You made me come here to tell me that?

Regina, why are you so hard on me?

I've always been there for you! Always!

Even if you won't admit it.
Now more than ever.

Dad, I don't need to deal
with anybody else's problems.

Right now I have a problem
I don't know how I'm going to solve.

Precisely.

I'll be there

for that too.

Congratulations.

On?

The book.

Come in, let's have a drink.

You scared me, I thought you were dying!

How long did it take you to write this?

-I don't know, long.
-It's like the Bible.

-Really?
-Yeah! They love this place!

Ready for the weekend?

-I can't.
-Me neither.

-Neither can I.
-How come?

I have rehearsals
for the pop reunion tour.

They told me I could sing alone.

The members who died
will be replaced by holograms.

So I'll be going on tour, guys.

Great!

Have you noticed how after a short time
in therapy, we're all doing well?

I'm going back with Esmeralda.
It seems her mom will see me.

Nice! You'll get her!

Let's hope so, man!

And you?

I'm going out with my children.

We agreed we were going to meet
at least once a week.

Nice! Nothing but good news!

What about you, Ro? You're seeing
Giovani, that's your excuse?

Vic, you never listen to me.

No, as I said before,
Giovani is in the past.

I have a new husband.

Yes, his name is Miguel Luis.

Another young boy, I assume.

No, you fool! No!

He's a 42-year-old man.

A real man.

Oh, yeah.

All right. Cheers.
Here's to another weekend by myself.

Come on, man! We're together now!

Let's have some fun!

How are you?

Very well, that's why I wanted
to celebrate here with my friends.

Can't drink too much, though.

Listen.

Don't you feel

you're in the prime of your man childhood?

-A toast to that!
-I like that!

-To freedom.
-Yeah!

To tranquility, harmony and peace!

I toast to the tranquility of this life!

Cheers!

Gentlemen!

The queen of the place! Come on!

No, thank you. I have something to say.

-Positive.
-COVID?

Pregnancy.

-Congratulations!
-Congratulations!

-Yeah!
-Congratulations!

But how did it happen?

Well, that's the thing.

That night, something did happen.

And the father is one of you.

Now I need that drink.

MANCHILD
REGINA VARGAS

Would you like me
to tell you another story?