01x01 - For Every Move, There's a Countermove

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WOMEN'S CENTER
FOR REFORM AND REHABILITATION

A "Fucci" purse.

A "Roflex" watch.

One passion fruit lipstick.

A picture of your girl...

...and a backpack with roses on it.

The backpack's not mine,
I told you six years ago.

Go on, do it for me, just sign the form.

See you never!

They all say that but they all come back.

I even bet one of the guards
that you'll be back in a month.

Actually, we'll be waiting for you here
in two days.

And why's that?

Because we just love having you here.

You gotta come back every three days
to sign your probation.

It's just to make sure
that you don't leave the country.

Only if you lend me money
for the train ticket.

Don't go getting into any trouble.

Because if you f*ck up,

you'll have to finish
the rest of your sentence in jail.

She was even fighting with inmate Jiménez
in the courtyard just now.

It was her fault!

All because of some stupid soap
that stinks of crap.

- The ones I sell?
- Yeah, I sold one to inmate Jiménez.

- All right.
- Okay, that's enough ladies.

The judge isn't gonna give a damn
about how you smell.

- You mean her.
- I said enough!

That's the kind of stuff that you gotta
avoid out there. Do you understand?

If you end up back here,
that's two more years.

That's a long time for your little girl.

She hasn't even been to visit you.

I told you that in confidence, Claudia.

Take her away.

See you soon.

A NETFLIX SERIES

THE HAPPY BRIDE

I'm sorry, young man,
but I'm not paying that.

You're taking advantage.
Did you think I wouldn't notice?

I'm just charging you
what the meter says.

What meter?
It's fixed, don't try to fool me.

Mom!

Ángela.

My girl.

I missed you so much.

What happened there?

- Nothing, I just fell.
- Ah.

- Where's Chío?
- Uh, well, she couldn't make it.

Here. I brought you a surprise.

- Look.
- A stork? Really?

Seriously, Ángela?

Sorry, there wasn't
"Happy Prison Release Day," okay?

- Could you pay me now?
- How much is it?

- Hundred and fifty.
- Hold these.

Don't pay him anything, Ángela.

I'll give you fifty plus this watch.

- The guy I stole it from had tons of cash.
- Okay.

- Just because I've been inside as well.
- Thanks, man.

Hypocrite.

But why did you give him
that fancy watch, honey?

It was a piece of crap, Momma.

- Really?
- Yes.

Hold this for me.

You ready?

Mmm, I love you!

Don't you like this song?

- No, I do! The flowers are so pretty.
- Do you like the flowers?

I got them at such a deal at the market.

Rocío!

Rocío, I'm home baby!

Rocío!

Maybe she's gone out to, um...
to walk the dog.

But you don't have a dog.

Where is she?

She's with Lalo.

Oh, now that loser wants
to be a dad to Rocío.

Since when?

Since I asked him
for a bit of help

with some of Rocío's expenses,
three years ago.

You've been keeping this secret from me
for three years?

Where'd they go, Mom?

Rocío told me he was supposed
to help her study for an exam.

Where does he live now?

I don't know.

You're the f*cking worst, Victoria.

I'm your mother!
Don't speak to me like that!

I'll send you
the catalogs later. Thanks.

- How you doing, Dolores?
- Ángela!

Aren't you a sight for sore eyes!
It's so good to see you.

I'm looking for Rocío.
Do you know where she's at?

Don't tell your mom about this okay?
You know what she can be like.

But Rocío's at the wrestling match.

Thank you, Dolores.

Some things don't change around here.

But, hey, don't go telling Rocío
that I told you, okay?

Or everyone'll say I'm a gossip!

- Popcorn! Popcorn! Popcorn!
- Candy! Candy!

Candy! Candy!

Candy! Candy! Candy!

Come on!

Yeah!

Come on, Candy!

Candy! Candy!

Candy!

Yes!

Whoo!

You've got her!

Let go!

It's over.

The winner is...

Candy Caramelo!

There's nobody living or dead

that can stop the four-time champion
of our neighborhood Iztapalapa!

Candy Caramelo!

Candy! Candy!

Go, Candy, go!

Thank you all.

Thank you so much my beloved crowd.

I would like to dedicate this victory...

to my beautiful daughter Rocío

Come here sweetie!

Aw, that's beautiful.
Let's give 'em another round of applause.

Rocío! Rocío!

Rocío! Rocío!

Candy! Candy! Candy!

Let me see!

You see?

It's so pretty!

- Rocío!
- It...

I missed you so much, baby.

How did you know I was here?

I asked around.

Why didn't you come to meet me?
I really wanted to see you.

- See you later, Juan Carlos.
- How have you been, my sweet girl?

Ángela!

Hey, Lalo.

I'm so glad you've been released.

Thank you.

Aren't you
gonna introduce me, then?

I'm Ángela.

Rocío's mother.

The real one.

And I'm Candy.

Lalo's girlfriend.

The real one.

Okay, I believe you!

- Whatcha doing here?
- I work here.

I manage the arena.

We're here to celebrate Candy's victory.
Aren't we, babe?

She just won the Iztapalapa
female championship title!

- Wow.
- For the fourth time.

Congratulations.

And we're gonna study at her place after.

Yeah. Yeah, we are.

- I can help you like I used to.
- But I wanna stay with Dad.

See you at home afterwards. Okay?

Um, well, I'm gonna get changed. Okay?

I'm honestly really glad
you're out, Ángela.

- See you in bit, honey.
- Mm-hmm.

Just don't be too late.

I'd love to spend some time with you.

Uh, hey!

What's up, sweetie?

Look, don't mention to my grandma
that I've been here at the wrestling.

If she finds out
then she won't let me see Dad anymore.

Maybe you shouldn't be
sneaking off like that.

What if something happened?

You gotta promise
that you won't say anything to her, okay?

I promise.

Just don't get a sugar rush
from too much Candy.

- That one's 150. Can you see?
- I'll come back later, thanks.

It's the cloth!

Ángela?

- Refugio?
- My girl!

Aw.

"Refugio!" You used to call me Godmother.

- They kick you outta the band?
- Yeah, I didn't join a band.

I know, my sweet girl.

What happened there?

Nothing.

Get your pecans here! Pecans!

- Let's go for coffee. You wanna?
- I do.

I'll be back soon, Tadeo.

- Watch the stand.
- Okay, no worries.

I don't wanna go home.

I think maybe it's time
she just came to live with us.

We've been talking about it for so long.

- Yeah?
- Hmm?

I'd love that so much!

- And your grandmother?
- She could visit whenever she wanted.

That's something
that I have to discuss with Ángela first.

She literally just got out.

It's not like Ángela
sets a good example for her.

Like I said,
I gotta discuss it with Ángela.

- Do you promise me, Dad?
- I promise.

Rocío told everyone that you were touring
with a rock band and...

We just went along with it, you know?

Eh? What are you doing?

One sec.

Damn it. You gotta squeeze him harder!

It appears that you're missing your...

Let him go!

- You telling me you're a trainer now?
- I wish.

I can't just watch them do it wrong
and not help them out.

I wish someone
had helped me out.

You're out, that's what matters.

And you just gotta
let everything fall into place.

Sugar for your coffee?

Thanks.

Her face is super weird.

Almost like she's growling.

Don't grunt like that.

You'll get wrinkles.

Did you see what she was wearing?

Well, I guess
there are no mirrors in jail. Huh!

Oh, here she comes!

Come on, let's pretend we are praying.

Uh... Uh, dear God,

forgive Rocío for saying such...
such mean things about her own mother.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Cross yourself!

Hey! You're home already!

I'll go heat up the pozole.

Thank you.

Rocío, we gotta talk.

Baby, I know about the band.

And it's not good for you
to go to wrestling.

How do you know what's not good for me
if you don't even know me?

'Cause I want better things for you.

Like being the president of Mexico.

That's crazy!

It is not!

Besides, baby,

your grandmother and I have suffered a lot
because of wrestling.

So, were you gonna cry or something?

Come on.

I'm an ex-con. I'm supposed to be tough.

Anyway, that's not my problem, okay?

Oh yeah? Well, from now on it is

because I forbid you from going
to any wrestling matches again.

Remember, you're not allowed to hit me.
You're a professional wrestler.

And you are a coward.

I can't believe you stood up
for that ex-con!

Her name is Ángela.

You're still in love with her, aren't you?

Honey, of course I'm not in love with her.
How could you think that?

I'm not!

It's just that, sweetie,

it's not your place
to invite Rocío to move in.

Oh, but while Ángela was in jail,

you were happy to let me play mommy,
weren't you?

And now you want to push me aside?

Of course I still want you,
but whether we like it or not,

Ángela is Rocío's mother. Period.

Get your band t-shirts here!
We got The K*llers!

Ximena Sariñana!

We got Café Tacuba special deal!

Would you look at those cherry lips?
So gorgeous!

- Can Mommy have a little bite?
- No. It's mine and you can't have any.

My little angel,
I love you to the sun and back, 'kay?

I promise that we'll always
be together, baby. Yeah?

Ángela, the cops are here, run!

Ángela, grab those. We gotta go!

Come on, hurry!

What have we got here?

What's this?

That's not mine, officer, I swear!

- That's what everyone says. Let's go.
- No, for real!

Just stay right there, baby.

- Everything's gonna be okay, don't worry.
- Let's go.

Grandma will be here soon.
Everything will be fine.

So how's the salsa?

Delicious!

- Where's Rocío?
- She went to school.

The green salsa.

- Thank you. Thanks.
- Enjoy!

Look, I don't know what to do
to win her back.

Sometimes I think it'd be better
if I was still in jail.

Sh! They can hear you. Don't say that.

She told everyone I joined a rock band.

Mom, come on, you know
I sound worse than a cat being drowned.

Well, it's better to have a mom
in a band than in jail.

But I'm innocent.

You don't believe me either?

You were selling those band t-shirts,
and you were holding the backpack!

But it wasn't mine.
You don't know how hard it's been for me!

What about us?

Do you know how hard it was
to take care of Rocío on my own?

Or having to visit you in jail
every damn week?

I'm sorry, Mom.

You're right.

Well, it's over now.

It's so good.

What you need to do is get an honest job.

And how the hell am I gonna do that

when the whole world thinks
that I'm a criminal?

No, no, no, no.

Nobody does.

Okay.

Please just don't tell him
that I sent you.

My mom sent me.

Victoria Gutiérrez.

Well, I'm very flattered
that she remembers me.

I mean, that she said
you should come and see me.

Please, uh, sit down.

Uh... And do you, uh...

Do you think she'll come by for a visit?

I think so, yeah.

It's like...
we're joined at the hip, you know?

Well, I guess there's nothing left to say.

The, uh.. The job's yours.

And, uh, please tell Vicky

that even though I know
where you've just been,

I trust you completely.

And, uh...

Since we trust each other, Mr. Gabriel,

could you maybe give me
a bit of an advance on my wages?

Just a little.

Well, I suppose.

- Since we're friends.
- Of course.

- You're the best.
- Yes...

Just, uh, please
d-don't tell Vicky that I, uh...

I said the jail thing.

My lips are sealed.
Don't worry.

Thanks.

Oh please, don't even mention it.

Welcome to The Happy Bride.

Every girl dreams
of getting married some day,

unfortunately, what these poor ladies
are not aware of

is that marriage is worse than
hell itself. But way less fun, of course.

So that's why you gotta smile for clients.

I almost try to feel sad for the bride.

In a way,
it's like you're a compassionate nurse

looking at someone on their deathbed.

Come on, I'll introduce you to everyone.

The dresses are super beautiful.

Oh yeah. They're the latest collection.

Here, this is Betty.

She's the wedding planter.

I'm a wedding planner.

Same thing.

Anyway Mr. Gabriel asked her
to do the wedding packages

because she's blonde.

But he doesn't know
she's an Iztapalapa blonde.

Oh, honey, the main reason
he asked me to do it,

is because I actually have good taste,
unlike others.

Oh! You mean my apron?

I borrowed it.

You see mine's at the cleaner's,
'cause, well, I don't do my own laundry.

Excuse me now, I'm meeting Mr. Gabriel.

Go ahead.

Nice to meet you.

- Come with me.
- Lucía. Nice to meet you.

I'm the cashier.

You just got out of jail. Am I right?

Oi, Lucía!

Look, I'm sorry,

but if cash goes missing,

and they need someone to punish,
it's gonna be me.

Don't worry. If anything does go missing,

they'll definitely
blame me first for sure.

So now that the truth
is finally out in the open,

please listen to me.

If you do end up taking something,

then just make sure
you take it from this section,

which is where you've been assigned.

Malena never inventories
this pile of sh*t. Am I right?

Ángela!

I'm so happy to see you.

- They kick you outta the band?
- Cut the crap, Malena.

Don't you feel guilty at all?

You know each other?

- She's my bestest friend.
- I was.

Until she got me thrown in prison
and never once visited.

Oh boy! If I were you,
I'd ask to be moved to the veil section,

which is the furthest away from this one.

Please forgive me.

I was scared they'd arrest me too

for all the stupid sh*t I did
when I was a kid.

Yeah, you were awful.

Whatcha doing here?

- Oh my God, you're getting hitched?
- No way!

I'm working here.

- Seriously!?
- Mm-hmm.

This is literally the best!

I'm on probation
for good behavior.

I got just three months to find this Momo.

The owner of that damn backpack.

Then the statute of limitation ends.

Don't they teach you
to let go of the past in jail?

They stole six years of my life, Malena.

And Rocío hates me.

If she hates you so much,

just give her this.

Were you actually
gonna steal that, Malena?

I thought you'd grown up!

Take it easy, girl.
Why don't you just buy it?

I will! I'll pay for it.

Do you have this cushion
in green?

I'm afraid we only have it
in black or white.

- Hey, Dolores.
- Thank you.

Ángela, my dear.

Glad to see you already got a job!

Yeah.

- I left the store unattended, excuse me.
- Okay.

- See you Dolores.
- Bye now.

Ha, I got you!

Wow, Rocío!

You learn, like, superfast. Oh my God!

Very good, I'm impressed.

- Okay, let's go again.
- Let's do this.

Then they'll grab you like this.

And then they'll try and... and...

- Could I speak with my daughter?
- Of course. Nice to meet you.

So, uh, is it true what Rocío says?

You met Alejandro Fernández
when you were on tour?

We're basically besties.

Wow, amazing.

- Okay, we'll practice later, yeah?
- Uh-huh.

See ya.

Alejandro Fernández?
I told you I didn't want you coming here.

Don't you have anything better to do
than look for me all day?

Well, I got a job today.

And I came to find you to give you this.

It's probably stolen.

It's not.

But you're not getting it now.

Because you went ahead and disobeyed me.

They actually care about me here.

Candy and Lalo have
even invited me to move in.

- And what's wrong with me?
- Candy's really nice to me.

But I'm your mother.

What's going on, Chío?

I don't wanna leave.

You heard what she said?

With all respect,

mind your own business, Candy.

I'm not leaving you alone with Chío.

Are you saying
that I'd hurt my own daughter?

I present to you,
the sweet pie turned poison.

She's your four-time champion
of Iztapalapa!

A huge round of applause
for the one and only...

It's Candy Caramelo!

I'm not done with you yet.

Let's go! I'm about to start.

Rocío, come here!

No.

You can't force me to do anything.

Or Candy will beat you up.

Candy! Candy! Candy!

Candy! Candy! Candy!

Candy! Candy!

Now listen up, ladies and gentlemen,

because we're offering a thousand pesos...

Yeah, you heard right.

A thousand pesos

to anyone who lasts three minutes
in the ring with the champion!

So, come on,
which one of you brave souls,

is gonna get up here,
and stand in the ring...

Yo!

Don't be stupid!

Ángela, you crazy?

Please don't come up here.
You're gonna get hurt.

She's gonna
beat the crap outta you!

Ángela, get back here!

Beat the crap outta her, Candy!

She's a goddam thief. I saw you!

Come on.

Oh, come on,
I'm not gonna fight this crazy crook.

You know what? I'ma kick your a*s,
you bitter-sweet b*tch.

Go on, fight her!

Remember, I was in jail.

Come on, Candy!

Go home, you loser!

You're gonna eat dirt!

I'm talking to you, sugar.

Whoa!

Think you're the sh*t, do ya?

Well yeah, it sure seems to be that way.

Put her in a coffin!

Rip her hair off!

You know it's not my fault
that you're a real shitty mom!

Fight!

That's it, Candy, don't stop now!

Okay!

One, two...

Gotta get up.

That's what happens
when you're disrespectful!

Oh, you think you're so cool
dressed in pink?

But I will unmask you.

Because you're more fake
than those boobs over there! Okay?

They're real, you f*cking dumbass!

Smash her face in, Candy,
or I'll do it my goddam self!

You only pretend to love Rocío
to make Lalo a loser like you.

Cut it out.

Speaking of losers, didn't you go to jail
for being a drug addict?

Go home, you loser!

She's an addict!

Hey, what's she doing?

You've got advantage.

One, two...

- One, two...
- Get up, Candy!

Get up!

Candy! Candy! Candy!

Candy! Candy! Candy!

Candy! Candy! Candy!

Put her out of the ring!
Come on, you can do it!

Do you give up?

That's it!

What a shitty mom!

She's such a bad mother!

Bad mother!

Come on, come on, time to go. It's over.

Bad mother! Bad mother!

Who wants to get in the ring
for 1000 pesos?

No one? Really?

How about 1500 pesos?

No one? Two thousand?

Here's your share, Lalo.

And we sold more beer than usual.

You should invite that girl back
so she can do that act again.

That's not a good idea, Juan Carlos.

Ah, come on, people love drama.

What's better than Candy Caramelo,

saving an innocent neighborhood girl
from the claws of an ex-convict?

It's like a Hollywood movie.

Do it for me, man.

Okay, buddy, see you.

Mrs. Dolores.

Lalo, my sweet boy.

I mean, what a pity.

Did Ángela get out of jail for this?

To make a fool of herself.

What do you want, Dolores?

Oh well...

you know I don't like to gossip at all.

But I saw Ángela steal something
from Mr. Gabriel's store.

She was with Malena.

Just don't tell Ángela I told you, okay?

Bless Mr. Gabriel, he's such a saint.

Anyway, I gotta go.
The store's unattended.

Of course. Good to see you.

Come on, let me see.

Ow.

This will help the swelling go down.

It's alcohol and marijuana.

A drink would be better.

Then the pain will go for sure.

Jeez, girl, you don't need that.
You're already dumb enough.

You reminded me of Black Mist here.

In the ring earlier.

Your dad, God rest his soul,
taught you damn good.

I don't wanna think about him.

Why not?

But...

you loved each other so much.

Really?

Then why did he leave us.

You can't deny your origins.

Just like I got cholesterol in my blood,
you got wrestling in yours.

- You even won the crowd over!
- Come on, they threw sh*t at me.

Bathing in the public's hatred
is an honor.

You're a natural-born villain.

"The Bad Mother."

I didn't wanna get in the ring,

but then that b*tch dressed in pink
just made me lose it.

All I wanna do is win my daughter back,
but nothing is working.

Hmm.

Wait here.

For every hold...

...there's a counter-hold.

Okay?

Okay.

But you gotta surrender
to be able to do it.

Girl, you have to learn to negotiate.

Good morning!

Want some eggs, baby?
Some protein's good in the morning.

No!

Rocío's allergic to eggs.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Since when?

Um, since...

What happened this time?

Or did you fall again?

Nah.

- I walked into the bathroom door.
- Oh.

Still not used to having a door there.

Oh my, I see.

I gotta go to school now.

Where's my kiss?

I'll go with you
so you don't accidentally lose the path.

Mmm.

I know how to get to school
on my own.

Right, you, I've had enough.

Look, counteroffer.

What are you saying?

I wanna make a deal with you.

You can go to the wrestling,
but only if you tell me first.

Only if you promise me
that you'll never get in the ring again.

- Were you worried I'd get hurt?
- No.

I just don't want you there.

And if you break your promise,

then I'll move in with Candy and Dad.

Do you have an extra hairpin?
I hate it when it's in my face.

Wait a minute.

It's the only one I have.

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What happened?

Ángela, did you seriously
already get into trouble?

No.

No, I just walked into a door.

- So where do I sign?
- I really hope you're telling the truth.

Because you know what's at stake.

I didn't tell you before,
but Rocío loved the hairpin. Thanks.

Well, girls love getting gifts
and so does Rocío.

Not solving mysteries
about bags full of drugs.

Ah, shut it!

I did explain.

Ouch. Hey, did your boyfriend hit you?

No. I got into a fight with his girlfriend
who's a wrestler.

- Ah.
- She's called Candy Caramelo.

You got in a fight
with that stupid girl who's all pink?

What were you thinking, Ángela?

I wish I was brave enough
to fight like that. I'd hit my husband.

- That's why I'm not getting married.
- Okay.

- Sh! Our clients are gonna hear us.
- Um...

Excuse me, ladies.

Do I pay you to gossip with each other?

- I'm actually working.
- So this one goes...

- Someone's asking for you.
- For me?

- You're Ángela, aren't you?
- Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Malena, pass me that cushion,
the gray one.

Here, I've got your prize money.

My boss would really like it
if you came back.

No, thank you.

I promised Rocío that I'd never go back.

I get why.

I mean, Candy's is sort of her...

role model.

As opposed to me?

The problem is
you haven't changed, Ángela.

Someone saw you and Malena
steal something!

Well, they're wrong, Eduardo!

And don't come lecture me
when you used to sell stolen car parts!

You know what?

Rocío isn't moving in with you
and that b*tch dressed in pink.

Well, she might be a b*tch
dressed in pink,

but Rocío respects her

and admires her.

Not like you.

We'll see about that!

Ángela! Ángela! Come back here!

- Please move, sir. Out of the way.
- I need to talk to her!

Isn't so weird how there's
so much garbage on the sidewalk.

- Okay, I get the message.
- Ugh. I'm so sorry. It just smelled awful!

I'll be back.

- Aw.
- "I'll be back."

- Bye!
- Run along now. Run along.

Nice.

Why are you so late?

I was working overtime.

Ángela...

I'm really sorry I didn't believe you.

Forgive me.

From now on, only good things
will happen to us.

You'll see. I promise.

Are we really just gonna pretend
that nothing happened?

Rocío!

Don't speak to your mom that way!

You really think that just acting
like everything's fine

is gonna make things better?

That goes in there.

Last one.

Now let's see.

Rocío might not respect me.

But she'll definitely respect
the Bride in Black.