01x08 - Free Ugly

[bunniefuu]

Is that it?

I mean, that's all we have.

Look, kids.

I only accepted to take this meeting
because Triana and I are like family.

But success doesn't wait for anyone.

And if you don't invest in yourself,
no one will invest in you.

That's cool.

So you'll help us?

Have you heard of Hit Song?

My company works very closely with them.

If they like what they see,
they'll upload your video,

and who knows, you might even get on TV.

Right on. And what do you get out of this?

Bubble, right?

If this thing flows, we would consider
associating ourselves with you

to look for other opportunities.

I suppose you have
the releases from Trippy.

Well...

Everyone was kind of f*cked up, so...

No way, Bubble.

Alright, there's going to be
a showcase at Emotions Plaza.

I think we can find you a spot
at the end. What do you think?

Absolutely, no worries. We'll be there.

All set then.

Don't you let me down.

I'm investing in you.

Sound good?

- What the f*ck?
- You f*cked up.

You and your unfinished video.

Besides, did you hear that sh*t, man.
"Associating." Get out of here.

What that b*tch wants
is to keep your money

and take my place, man.

Get out of here, Bubble.

You mean the releases aren't ready?

And what's with the f*cking video
not being finished?

We look like amateurs. f*ck this.

But come on, Ugly. Hit song, bro?
f*ck that crap, man.

They're pathetic.

So? They get a bunch of views.
I don't give a f*ck.

If Hit Song is giving us
a chance to blow up,

then we blow up on Hit Song, f*ck it.

This is the time to act like adults.

We're no longer f*cking kids, people.

Four chocolate shakes?

Hell yeah. My man!

- Thanks.
- My man.

Walter, what's up, man?

Papi , could we meet
to take care of the releases?

You know, Trippy was too f*cked up
the other night to do it.

Help me out, okay?

I'M REALLY BUSY, I'LL HIT YOU UP LATER

f*cking dude, man!

Hey, Wally. Yeah, that's cool, man.

Can we meet today or tomorrow, bro?
It's kind of urgent, bro. Please.

THE HARD LIFE OF A MANAGER

I have to work.

Flex, stop.

Datush?

Flex, bro, I need you
to lend me the keys to your wheels.

No questions asked. Is that okay?

What do you need it for?

I'm telling you, no questions asked.
I don't want to jinx it.

- What were you guys doing?
- Smoking a joint.

Working, what else?

Right on. That's cool.
I'm taking this one on the road.

- Finish that sh*t, Data.
- Yeah.

Thanks, bro.

Dammit, I'm supposed
to take pictures of Marifer's kid.

I really have to finish that sh*t.

Please, don't be here when I get back.

No way.

No way! Yeah, yeah, yeah,
that video scared the sh*t out of me.

Look, I know that that we got off
on the wrong foot, right, man?

I f*cked up. But you also f*cked up, man.

You pepper sprayed me
and I can't see well.

But it's all good, I forgive you.
No worries.

So now I'm here,
humbly asking for your help.

Because, well, you remember
when we recorded "Your Big Fat Booty?"

I didn't get the releases.
and now f*cking Walter

won't answer my calls, man.
And I need them for tomorrow.

And if I don't get them, my crew will
miss a great opportunity because of me.

And that will be f*cked up,
because those guys are my family.

They're all I've got, IO.

- Only you can help me.
- What's up?

It's okay. Bubble, should we sit down?

Just for a bit, okay? Come on.

- Forgive me, man.
- What?

- I'm sorry.
- What's up?

Hello. What's up? Yeah, it's me.

Dude, I need a favor.

Designer clothes

Smoking twenty joints
And bottles of all flavors

f*cking piece of sh*t place.

Hey, boss.

No, no, more ba*ls, bro. Hey, boss!

I really feel like I have to take off.
My time here is over.

Besides, the working conditions suck,
and you suck as a boss.

What'd you say?

All these f*cking stains.
Dirty a*s people.

The doors are dirty. Clean them!

Hey boss, I wanted to ask...

Do you think I could
switch my shift tomorrow?

No way, crappy Ugly.

You haven't finished paying back
the shifts you owe me.

Nope, your shift stays the same.

- Yeah? I'm going to quit anyways.
- If you're gonna quit, do it.

If not, there's the mop.

And I'll see you here, like every day.

I'll be in storage doing inventory.
Don't bother me.

Yes! Smile. Over here. That's it.

Very good. Yes.

See? The mermaid idea
was much better than yours

of Saturn devouring his son.

This is so cute!

Come on, Pauchis, another one.

My love, look. Look!

Yes! Smile.

Get the f*ck out of here, bro.

Hello. How may I help you?

- Yeah, yeah. I'm here to...
- He's with me, Mica.

Walter and Mr. Bacha are in the boardroom.

Thank you, Mica.

Hey, IO, thank you so much for your help.

You rock. Really.

There are very interesting videos,
which have generated some feedback,

very positive...

- Way above...
- No, Bubble, wait.

...your previous record.

Excuse me, who are you?

What happened, baby boy?

What's up, Bubby? What did I tell you?
I would hit you up later.

Who do you think you are
barging in here like that?

I...

sh*t, it's really late.

Dude, I haven't even finished the video.

I still have to go to Marifer's house.

Don't you have anything to do?

I can't work on the song
while I make deliveries. You see?

Well, I have to work, man.

That's the problem.

Your side hustle
is turning into your real hustle.

It's time to get rid of it. Get over it.

Yeah, man. Easy for you to say
when you're only a delivery driver.

Flex, what I meant to say was...

- It's that...
- Yeah, you're running late, right?

Flex.

What's up?

Hold up. Move back a little.

All the way down, till it touches.
There you go.

Some serious investment in this thing.

You okay?

All good.

Yeah, I was just tripping
and it's all good.

So what's the plan? Where or what?

Actually...

come with me somewhere really cool.

- I need to see something.
- Okay.

Yeah?

Ugly, what's the deal?

I f*cked up. I'm an idiot.

Dude, chill out.

And what if I f*ck it up?
What if I don't get the damn signatures?

They're gonna go with Judith
and I'll look like an as*h*le.

Then, f*cking Trippy recognized me...

and I lost it,
because nobody recognizes me, bro.

I'm a f*cking idiot, man.

Wait for me here, okay? Don't move.

What are you looking at?

Hello. Does anyone have a bump?

It's for a friend.

It's all I found.
Go and get those releases.

Hell yeah.

Check these out.

I got them in all colors. Earrings...

Of course, I would love to.

Another one Pau.

Or I won't have enough to choose from.

That's it.

Hey, the doll between
your legs doesn't do you any good.

Yeah, Pau. Use your imagination.

That's it.

- Look.
- Look, my love.

Shake it more. Shake it. Higher, more.

Honestly, I never imagined
being on a date like this

with Ugly from Guerrero.

Judith wants me
to do a showcase here, tomorrow.

No way. Here?

Here, here, right here.
Right f*cking here.

You think she's the right move?

How about you introduce me
to you current managers?

And we just sign with them.

Right?

That's your problem, bro.
You get all hung up.

Look, what you need is that
one little spark to make you blow up.

f*ck! I'm at the very bottom
of the food chain, bro.

I also did all those shitty showcases.

Once, I did one in an ice-skating rink
and it was horrible.

Now look where I am.

True.

It's like Keiko.

Who?

Come on. You don't know who Keiko is?

Free Willy ?

Dude, I have no idea.
What are you talking about?

Keiko lived in a very small tank
in Adventure Kingdom.

She got so famous that she came out
in the movie Free Will y.

A really kickass movie.

People liked it so much

that Free Willy became real,
and they freed her.

The problem is, when they freed her,
it was way too late,

she had spent so much time
in that damn tank and...

she died of pneumonia.

There's my Trippy.

What's up, papi ?

Hey, baby boy.

- So good to find you here, papi .
- Same, bro. Same.

- Can I steal you for a minute?
- Yeah, man.

Hey, we all got crazy
at your house the other night,

and I forgot to tell you that
we need some signatures.

Help me out, man.
Just a few right here, look.

Anything for you.

Pass me your cellphone,
I have to take care of some business.

Yeah, yeah.

Look, it's right here. Please, man.

Is that yours?

No.

Then it's mine.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Here?

Yeah, right down there, man.
And on the sides.

Please, bro.

What the f*ck? Trippy, put down that pen.

I told you that's not how things are done.

Look Bubble, the reason
you don't have the releases...

- is because you were wasted.
- So were you, man!

No, you dozed us to record the bars.
So, look, it's not that big of a deal.

But I'll hit you up later, okay?

And tell that as*h*le Flex
that nobody ghosts me.

Coming.

- Flex.
- What's up?

I can't concentrate if you're there.

Nor can I concentrate if you're mad at me.

And then, I haven't been able
to finish the damn video and...

How many f*cking pictures
can someone take of a baby?

You're blaming everyone else, man.
If it isn't Marifer, it's her baby.

If not, it's me.

Maybe you aren't finishing it
because you don't want to.

You're worried the crew
will judge your piece, right?

Stop overthinking it. Focus. Really focus.

And stop blaming sh*t on Marifer.
Data, I have to finish some beats.

That was really weird,
but really cool too.

It's going to go great, you'll see.

I have to work tomorrow.

Want to go up to your place?
Smoke a joint...

I can leave the car right here.
It feels safe.

Another day, with pleasure.

Be safe.

"Be safe." What an idiot, bro.

I f*cked up, man.

I f*cked it up 'cause I'm an idiot.

Who knows, the Ugly crew
is better off without me

and with f*cking Judith, right?

You have to control all this mess.

Not saying that to be stuck up.
I'm telling you from experience.

This problem will end up destroying you
and anything else you want to build.

Really.

Dude, you're not a bad manager,
you just need to get it together.

You really believe that?

Only when you want to be.
You almost always do dumb sh*t.

You can't take it back, lousy IO.
You already messed up.

Dammit, Flex. You f*cked me up.

What the f*ck?

You know what happened to Keiko?

What the f*ck are you talking about?
And you, Flex, you can't smoke in here.

You have to leave.

Pauchis, now let's try more of a close up.

So we can see the lettuce.

- What's up, dog?
- I told you to stop f*cking around.

You told me what, bro?

Keiko lived in a tank, bro.

I don't understand what you're saying?

Me neither.

It's a metaphor, dammit!
This piece of sh*t place is a fish tank.

And if I don't leave, I'm going to die.
The point is that I quit.

Are you going to sign or what?

You got a pen, man?

You know what, Marifer?
Your ideas are a piece of sh*t.

Don't call me again.

I don't really want to know
about your friends' ugly kids.

We still need to do the pictures
for Luciana and Kiki.

Son of a b*tch, you'll regret this!

I'm telling you, man! m*therf*cker!

You too, f*cking Flex.

Thank you all!

That sounds like sh*t.
The audio is terrible, bro.

And the f*cking screens,
you can't see anything.

Where's Bubble? We can't do anything
without the releases.

They'll be here soon.
You know how f*cking Bubble is.

And Data?
We haven't seen the completed video.

- m*therf*cker, Flex.
- Relax. They'll be here soon.

What's going on, kids?
Are you guys ready to k*ll it?

Could you give us a few minutes?
We're waiting for the rest of the crew.

Look, Ugly.
See that man in the striped shirt?

That's Darío Martinez,
the CEO of Hit Song.

He's a busy man.

I can't make him wait anymore.

So now, give the engineer
your materials, and let's go. Do it.

- What's up, guys?
- Right on, Data. m*therf*cker.

We're up. Right now.
Did you finish the video?

Sorry, I got stuck at a gig.
It won't happen again.

The guys from the channel are gonna flip.

And the releases?
Without that we have nothing.

Listen, as*h*le!
If it flips and falls, it's free.

- Bubble!
- This place f*cking sucks.

Come here, man.

- The releases, you brought them?
- Papi .

- Come on, man. They're all folded up.
- But they're here, right?

- That's right.
- Let's set up.

Very good, man.

Ugly, I wanted to talk to you, man.
Hear me out.

Dude, I know I've been things up,
and to be honest...

I'm sorry, dog.

But I swear I'm going to change

and you're gonna see
a whole new Bubble Gómez.

I promise.

Crush it, man!

Do it, bro.

GOOD LUCK.

Drop it, bro.

She doesn't want lovers
She has better ideas

She wants designer clothes

Smoking twenty joints
And bottles of all flavors

Dancing to all the songs
And forgetting about bad lovers

How sweet is that, shorty
She's all dolled up...

Listen, you were right.
I was acting like a fool.

I told them to f*ck off,
Marifer and her friends.

You should have seen it, it was bad a*s.

I wouldn't know,
I'm just a f*cking delivery driver.

Are you still mad about that?

Data, that's your problem, man.

You don't know what it means
to have to work just to be able to eat.

You know? To keep making beats.

This sh*t is my life, man.

What a stage presence, man. Amazing.
When you were like...

Dude, that sh*t was great.

Ugly, no way. You left me like this, look.

Darío is more than super convinced.

You're going to do great
in that section, "New Talent."

I saw it, I saw it.

Since the contact with Hit Song
is through me,

the negotiation will be with me.

And once the deal is done,
I'll represent you. Okay?

That how this works. Got it?

No, Bubble is my manager.

Hold on, I don't think
you're understanding me.

No, no, I'm understanding you.
The one not understanding is you.

Bubble is our manager.
Either he comes with us or we don't go.

Okay. You think opportunities
like this just fall from the sky?

You think little runts like you

will make it without someone like me?

Listen to her, bro.

Bye, Judith.

No, no. Hold on, wait. No, no!

Darío, if you like our style,
here's my number.

Get out of here!

She's menopausal, bro.

I told you, Jordans aren't cushions.
Get off them.

- They're Adidas, bro. f*ck off.
- Blow me.

Tell me already,
who where you getting all romantic with?

I went on a date with Triana.

Right on, my dude!

No, no, bro.
I don't want to jinx it. Chill out.

I'm telling you, papito .

The f*cking Ugly Crew is taking off.

Not really. I don't know, man.

I still have to figure out
how I'm gonna tell Esther

that I quit f*cking Speedy Mart.

Hell yeah, bro! It's f*cking Darío.

- Who?
- From Hit Song, man.

Let me see.

I'm telling you, this will happen
with or without Judith, bro.

We're bad asses, freaking Ugly.
Hell yeah, dude.

sh*t. Forgive me, man.

- I'm sorry, Bubble.
- What the f*ck?

Let go of me, dude.

- Ugly, what the f*ck, man?
- Hold on...

m*therf*cker!

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