Someone must have stolen her identity
and is out there using her card.
These charges are from after she passed away.
Vidalia, you forgot your card at the register.
Hey, get off that edge right now!
Where do you come from?
[ upbeat music ]
I really, really like you.
And, look, we have a dance floor now.
- EMMA: Whoo! - Any other requests
from the birthday girl?
We got this.
♪
[ funky music ]
♪
[ Rudy moaning ]
♪
[ Rudy continue moaning ]
You like that...
Senator Marquez?
Oh, yeah.
Oh, fuck, yeah.
Keep calling me "Senator."
- Yeah? - [ moaning ]
Oh, yeah!
Oh!
[ groaning ]
Sorry. I'm sorry.
Like I said, nice and easy, okay?
- Okay, I'm sorry. - That's okay.
♪
[ moaning ]
Like that?
Perfect.
- Nice and easy... - Oh, yeah.
Mr. President.
[ moaning ]
♪
♪♪
Yeah, it was just, like, the universe's way of whispering,
"Lyn, you need to do a music series.
You have a stage, use it."
I mean, I hate to say it, but once the pool table was gone...
Sorry, abuelo.
It was just like the bar's chakras cleared up,
and it was so obvious.
I love the way your nose does this thing when you get excited.
- [ giggling ] - Come here.
[ squeals ]
Oh.
So who'd you get to play tonight?
Oh, there's a story.
I was killing myself trying to think, "Who can we get?"
Some, like, indie local Latinx artist who'd do it,
and I was searching Spotify,
and "En El Dancefloor" comes on,
and I was, like, "Of course!"
I'd seen on Insta that she's been playing East Side Luv,
so she'd definitely do us.
So I DM'd her, and she said, "Absolutely."
- Who? - María del Pilar!
Lady P from Los Abandoned.
I haven't heard of her, but I'm sure she's great.
But hey, I'm sure it's gonna be a good time.
Oh, oh, it's going to be iconic.
But I have so many errands to run with my sister before.
You know what else might be fun?
What?
Oh.
What's this?
It's a key to my place.
You know, this morning was so--
I...don't love...
post-session processing.
Uh, no, I'm not trying to do that.
You know, I was just hoping we can make it a regular thing.
You know, you sneak in, you give me a code word
like in the Secret Service.
You know, Renegade or Driller, and we keep playing.
Too soon?
You don't even know the level of conflicted I am right now.
- Too thirsty, right. Okay. - No! No, no, no!
In another universe,
I would be absolutely taking that fob, and I--
you would never get rid of me, but right now--
Look, no, I get it. I'm sorry.
It's just that...
I lose all my smarts when I really like somebody.
Hey.
Everything, and I mean it, everything is good.
We'll keep playing.
It just seems backwards to have to pick it all up ourselves.
Doesn't beer and, like, everything else get delivered?
Yeah, it gets delivered to bars that can afford it.
We're, like, seven months away from that.
These are all my CDs from, like, high school--
Le Tigre, M.I.A., Mercedes Sosa...
[ gasps, sighs ] Tracy Chapman, "Fast Car."
- [ laughs ] - I made some of these.
How did we not know about you
with that ultra rainbow flag music?
Oh, Vida knew.
She banned most of this shit from the house...
and then had the gall to keep it
and play it in her wife's car.
[ sighs ] Bitch.
Think of it as a time capsule she kept of you.
[ Lumidee's "Never Leave You [Uh Oh]" playing over speakers ]
Oh, my God! I used to love this!
♪ Uh-oh, uh-oh
- Oh, just, like--yeah. - Okay.
♪ Uh-oh, uh-oh
♪ Honestly
♪ If I tell
♪ Tell you what
BOTH: ♪ What you wanna know love
♪ There ain't another
♪ I want no other lover
♪ I put nothing above ya
♪ I kick them to the gutter
♪ They're trying to take--
- [ volume decreases ] - Speaking of...
I've got a lover I'm not kicking to the gutter...
or at least I'm hanging out with someone a lot.
I take it the whole celibacy thing is off the table then?
My dick fast was so very necessary,
but it has come to its conclusion, yes,
and I am very okay about that.
How long did that diet last? Two weeks?
Oh, my God. It felt so much longer than that.
No, but I'm telling you, Em, this thing with this guy,
it doesn't feel wrong at all.
Do these things often feel wrong?
I just love that he's not a white guy.
I'm so done with white guys.
I-- No more white guys for me!
Nope, I've seen under that rock.
And what was Johnny? He wasn't a white guy.
Oh, he doesn't count.
Johnny...
We were...
He doesn't count.
♪
Hey, do you want me to turn up here?
♪
Navigator, hey! Do you want me to turn?
Yeah, hang a left if you can. Sorry.
Oh, too late.
[ sighs ] That fucker is infesting
the entire neighborhood.
He's like an open herpes sore.
- Who? - [ sighs ]
Who?
I just don't know why we can't report it to somebody.
Who are we gonna report it to?
Ladies, you should've waited for me.
Nico, Emma got MeToo'd,
and she's not gonna do anything about it.
- Just now? - No.
I don't know, like, a month ago,
and I wouldn't say I got full-on MeToo'd.
It was at that guy's office,
the guy that did the whole fire marshal thing.
He touched her leg, and that's harassment.
When am I gonna learn that if I tell you a little thing,
you make it this big?
Oh, that shit ain't little.
He'll get his, trust me.
Here.
Emma, it's at least intimidation.
Where can we publish something like this?
There has to be a website that tells us.
Damn it, my phone is totally dead.
I'm gonna go get my charger,
and then we're going to Time's-Up the shit out of him.
Here, let me--let me.
- [ door opens ] - [ bottles clinking ]
Harvey Weinstein motherfucker.
- WOMAN: ¿Me ayudas? - WOMAN: Sí.
- [ shouting ] - [ bell dings ]
[ car horns honking in the distance ]
LYN: Mami?
[ cat meows ]
[ door opens, closes ]
Uh, I'll take the mail for number two, please.
Thank you.
[ bottles clinking ]
- Thanks. - Mm-hmm.
[ bottle clangs ]
It's, uh, got a lock on it.
- [ knife clicks ] - Oh, good!
I was starting to think I was the only stereotype in the room.
Sorry to have confounded you.
I left my toolbox and U-Haul upstairs.
Oh, yeah, I saw it by your Tori Amos CD collection.
Emma? Emma!
- Hmm? What? - Emma!
I so have to talk to you right now,
it's not even funny.
Sorry, Nico, family business.
Oh, okay. All right.
Okay. Stay here.
Are--Okay, uh...
Lyn, what?
No, this is no good.
I think you should sit down for this.
Okay.
Emma...
we might be half-sisters.
What?
I don't know, I think-- [ inhales sharply ]
Sometimes I feel like we don't look too alike.
- You have three seconds, Lyn. - Okay.
When Don Fully died, I found a bunch of his things...
- Mm-hmm. - That I didn't sell, like the letters, right?
And this locket... that I knew was a locket,
but that I couldn't open it at the time.
And then right now it just opened by itself.
And look.
It's mami.
This was with Don Fulgencio's things?
Yes, ma'am.
Uh, it--it could mean anything.
Maybe he was a thief or a creepy pervert.
I don't know.
Or it could mean that he was your father.
[ laughing ] I guess it could mean that.
Don't laugh. This is serious.
With that mother of yours, anything is possible.
She was probably having an affair with Don Fully.
I wouldn't put it past her.
Oh, absolutely not. He was ancient.
I mean, before people are ancient, they're not.
You're gonna be ancient one day.
Shut your mouth.
How much older than Vida was he?
20-something years?
That's not a crazy number of years.
You know what's weird about this thing though?
It was like mami wanted us to know.
What, about her putería?
- Emma, shut up! - [ laughs ]
Don't speak of the dead like that!
It's true! What?
You think we left, and she all of a sudden realized she was a lesbo?
I bet that bitch was out there creeping
the whole time we were kids.
Remember that prayer circle with all the ladies?
Yeah.
I bet those prayer beads weren't the only beads
being passed around.
Emma!
[ laughing ] I'm just saying!
That woman was sketchy as fuck.
Like mother, like daughters.
Oh, what can I say? We got the putain the blood.
[ both laugh ]
[ sighs ] Okay, I really need to get back to the beer
so that I can get to the books today.
No, let me.
I mean not the books, obviously.
Let me help with the stocking.
This is my whole thing.
You shouldn't have to do extra stuff.
No, I can finish up with Nico. It's fine.
What you can do is go get the first check from Marcos
and maybe show him the washer-dryer?
Absolutely, Emma,
if that's even your real name.
What does my name have to do with you finding--
I wonder what your real dad, Don Fully, wanted to call you.
You've always seemed like a Jane to me.
Yeah, Juanita.
I might start calling you that.
[ scoffs, inhales deeply ]
Ay, Dios.
MARI: Are you sure you're not closing your eyes?
Do it like how I told you and don't close them.
I know it's hard because of the soap,
but it's the easiest way
to lose your balance, you know, closing your eyes.
I know.
It's like a reflex to close your eyes under the water.
Just don't forget when you're alone.
Porque luego te caes,
and a fall in the shower ain't no joke.
Ay, Mari, stop trying to scare me.
I'm gonna be all good.
I'm not. I'm just trying to make you aware.
[ knobs squeak, water shuts off ]
Can you hand me latowel, please?
Eddy, I've already seen all of your stuff.
All of a sudden, te pones todashy?
Come on, let me have my modesty.
[ chuckling ]
Okay.
Are you sure it's not too early to dismiss me?
Ay, don't say "dismiss me" like that, todo gacho.
I just think that I can do stuff on my own now.
I'm mostly tight, but I'm able.
[ chuckles ]
MARCOS: Ay, demonios. ¿Qué vamos a hacer?
Ugh!
[ soft music playing over speakers ]
You're in IKEA purgatory, aren't you?
[ sighs ] Yeah. [ chuckles ]
Hi, I'm Lyn, Emma's sister. We're in number two.
Pásale, pásale.
I'd shake your hand but I'm all cochino.
I'll say hi like a good Mexican, though.
Welcome to the building.
Emma asked me to come and get a check from you.
Uh, yeah, it's, um...
Oh, it's over there on the counter.
- Would you mind? - Yeah, I got it. Don't worry.
[ clears throat ]
- Thank you. - Uh-huh.
[ objects clatter ]
Oh, okay, uh...
[ sighs ] Okay.
I hate to offer because I've been known to make stuff like this worse,
but do you need help?
Are you for real offering?
I think so.
Well, halle-loo, 'cause I just got to the point
in the instructions where you need two IKEA people.
[ sighs ] It's a mess.
I have a PhD, and I can't figure it out.
Just the fact that me and my sister are getting along,
like, you don't even know how monumental that is.
It has never happened before.
She's like an abuelitacandy, that one.
All hard on the outside and gooey-sweet on the inside.
- [ Lyn chuckles ] - At least that's how I see her.
I don't know about gooey-sweet, but, yeah, she's a whole thing.
Oh, trust, I got the tea from Cruz.
Sorry, can I say the C word?
Oh, I don't care. I thought they were gonna be endgame.
No, Ma, two hot messes don't make a whole, right?
Look, Cruz... [ sighs ]
Cruz is not as together as she seems.
Pero, anyhoo, she told me the whole thing how your amá
kicked Emma out for being gay y todo eso.
Yeah.
I've actually never had that conversation with Emma.
Hmm.
But, yeah, I think that's how it went down.
That's something I should bring up, right?
[ scoffs ] I mean...
Yeah, you know what?
[ grunts ] I am gonna have a talk with her.
[ sighs, chuckling ]
Look at us being all handy and shit.
It looks so cute!
All right, Good Samaritan duty done.
Hmm, pues,thank you for the help.
Thank you for the therapy sesh.
Hmm. Cuando usted quiera, comadre.
- Hey. - Hmm?
Will you stop by music night tonight?
Count me in as a very noncommittal maybe.
Okay.
[ Emma sighs ]
[ footsteps approaching ]
- Hey. - Hey.
Everything's chilling. I was gonna get some more ice, just in case.
- You need anything else? - Yeah.
What was the keg turnover last week?
We went through all three, and we started a fourth.
Hmm.
What's up?
[ sighs ] I used to be really good at this,
but maybe being here, the dumb has rubbed off,
because I can't figure out, for the life of me, why we're short.
Eh.
Sorry, man, math was never my forte.
Nah, it's--it's okay.
Uh, thank you for running to get the ice.
Para eso estamos.
[ sighs ]
[ indistinct chatter ]
MARI: Hey.
Oh, hello, Mari.
Hey, so, um, Eddy's calling me off, uh, indefinitely.
She's pretty much okay to do things on her own now
so that means I'm gonna need my last check sooner rather than later.
Oh, of course. I'll prepare it. Just get me--
Yeah, uh, whenever. I'll just come by and get it.
What are you looking at?
Oh, man.
Are they really painting over that mural?
That's some imperialist asshole bullshit.
Mm-hmm.
See you later.
Mari, what are you doing now?
- Hmm? - Well, next.
Finding another job? Are you going to try school?
W-why would you ask me if I'm gonna try school?
I don't know. I'm just asking.
Well, that's a weird thing to just ask.
Sorry.
Fucking random. What the fuck?
Mari, get me your hours. I'll print your check.
[ sighs ]
It was the fucking mint. It was basil.
It was basil and whatever--
[ upbeat music ]
♪
[ light clatter ]
♪
[ objects clattering ]
♪
T?
- MAN: Pásale. - Hey.
[ hip-hop music playing over speakers ]
♪
[ chuckling ] Hey.
There's my little chingoncita.
MAN: Yo. MARI: Pleasure.
How flattered am I that on your one day off,
you come to visit me.
MARI: Mmm. [ chuckles ]
♪
I should have gone to Vigilantes
'cause they were having a poster party, but...
Mm-mm.
Baby girl wanted to see me.
Mm.
- [ laughs ] - Mwah!
Why are you eating on the floor?
You got a table.
I mean, who told you you could only eat at a table?
Entire cultures eat on the floor with no utensils.
Get those Western notions out of your head, mama.
You want some nopales con frijoles?
Like, by itself?
Like sinchicken or arroz?
It's all you need!
You got to reclaim your ancestral foods.
Decolonize your diet, decolonize your mind.
[ chuckles ] Mm...
So you're in that kind of mood, huh?
No.
You know what kind of mood I am in, though, right?
- Mmm. - [ chuckles ]
Okay, hold on.
Cálmate.
Wait, I'm trying to ask you something.
Do you think I should go back to school?
♪
I don't know.
Is there something you want to know real bad?
Like me...
I want to know everything there is to know
about educational leadership and social justice.
What do you want to be an expert on?
I don't know.
I know that I don't want to keep doing
what I'm doing, you know--
jobs that mean nothing.
Academia is bullshit, too, though...
frankly.
Mm. So then you don't think I should go back.
[ sighs ]
- What? - [ sighs ]
What do you think?
It's your world, mama.
Hmm?
♪
[ sighs ]
[ knock at door ]
Come in, Nico.
You're the only one that knocks.
Hey, María Del Pilar is pulling into the parking lot.
Lyn's gonna get her settled in. She's gonna do her sound check.
- Fantastic. - Yeah.
Hey, I think...
[ sighs ]
I need to talk to you about something.
Yeah.
Um...
I've been through this before,
mostly at-at larger places where they're not counting pennies
and the owners are not...
Oh man.
Emma, I'm not a snitch.
I'm standing here in full understanding
that in bar culture, it is very common for the bar staff to--
to take certain liberties.
Kind of like a-a commission.
Because the math is just not there for you to make a solid living off of just...
Ah, fuck me.
Nico, is this you quitting?
What? No. No, no, oh, my God, no.
Well, then what?
I want you to listen to this, and then I want us to talk about options,
because there are a lot of ways to go about warning her.
But...
Lisa's been skimming the register.
Pinchefucking rata,man.
- Lisa. - Nah, man.
You show up here, telling everyone what to do,
acting like some fucking expert,
but the truth is, I know as much as you.
She just listened to you 'cause you light-skinned and bourgie.
No, man, I should've talked to you first.
Man, fuck you and your snitch ass.
It's all fucking gacho,man.
Hey!
This is not cool.
If she would have shoved you again,
I would have called the cops.
No, Emma, you don't call the cops!
Who do you think you are, man?
[ guitar note plays ]
- [ feedback whines ] - LYN: Oh, I'm sorry!
- [ Emma sighs ] - LYN: I don't know what that was--I'm sorry.
- Um, hold on. - [ sighs ]
Let me just...
- Uh, Nico? Could you... - I got it.
LYN: I don't know what the hell is going on.
[ guitar plays, feedback whines ]
- [ groaning ] Fuck! - LYN: Shit!
NICO: God damn it! I got it.
No, no, no. Oh, no, don't cry. We're gonna fix it.
- It's gonna be fine. - No, I, uh, fired Lisa.
- What? No! Why? - She was stealing from us.
[ sighs ] She was nasty about it, too.
Just, ugh, gave me a massive headache.
Oh, I have edibles in my purse,
and I might have some...
homeopathic headache stuff if you want some.
I think I might be desperate enough
for some homeopathic shit... or edibles.
[ inhales sharply ]
Especially because we're going to have
loud music playing all night, so...
Yeah, well, my purse is right by the register.
- Go get some. - Thank you. [ sighs ]
Oh, and, Em?
Uh, I think there's something that we should talk about,
but, like, later.
No, no, no! No, it's--it's--it's good.
I swear, it's good.
- [ indistinct chatter ] - Okay.
- LYN: Okay. - [ strumming ]
Um, can I help with anything?
[ sighs ]
- LYN: Um, volume. - [ strumming continues ]
No, volume's good.
[ indistinct chatter continues ]
[ guitar chord strums, electricity hums ]
- [ strumming ] - LYN: Yes!
Thank you! You're the best.
[ María del Pilar's "Heavy Lifting" playing ]
♪
♪ I sit
♪ Here and listen
♪ To all you wanna say
[ whispering ] Did you find them?
MARIÍA: ♪ The words
♪ I am hearing
♪ Leave stains
♪ Right through my ears
♪ The truth
♪ Is I'm missing
♪ The way we heard the blues
♪
♪ And all
♪ Of the things that made me
♪ Think
♪ Hold on to you
♪ No...
Em?
Did you get these after Vida died?
♪
Yes.
[ sighs ]
Are there more?
Is this the full amount?
♪
There's only two more.
♪
How much?
How much do you owe, Lyn?
♪
Almost...
[ voice breaking ] 14,000.
♪
I was going to pay it all back, I promise.
That's why I wasn't--
I didn't want to mention it and worry you.
I was just freaking out about my whole situation,
and--and Juniper took my cards away,
and I just--I didn't...
I didn't know what the hell I was gonna do.
I wasn't exactly thinking straight.
[ sighs ]
I was all messed up because of mamiand...
[ breathing heavily ]
I'm...
I'm sorry.
♪
[ softly ] I'm sorry.
♪
I promise I'm gonna pay it all back.
You don't have to worry about anything, Emma.
♪
Emma, please, say something.
Please yell at me or something.
Just...
Please.
[ softly ] I'm sorry.
♪
[ sighs, sniffles ]
♪
[ music continues ]
[ sniffles ]
MARIÍA: ♪ I sit
♪ Here and listen
♪ To all
♪ You wanna say
♪ The words
♪ I am hearing
♪ Leave stains
♪ Right through my ears
♪ The truth
♪ Is I'm missing
[ breathing heavily ]
♪ The way
♪ We heard the blues
♪ And all
♪ Of the things that
♪ Made me think
[ sobbing ]
♪ Hold onto you
♪ No, I can't spin on your words anymore ♪
♪ I've forgotten what you're standing for ♪
♪ Stop the fire and let me go ♪
♪ It's the heavy lifting
♪ That you failed
♪ To do
♪
♪ It's the heavy lifting
♪ That your love
♪ Can't do
♪
♪ The world
♪ Keeps on bringing
♪ Full boxes
♪ Of memories
♪
♪ With all
♪ Of the heavy lifting
♪ That
♪ Must come from me
♪ But I'm
♪ Looking at you
♪ Like we
♪ Are in love
♪ And it's
♪ So pathetic
♪ Because you're
♪ Already gone