[lively Latin beats]
-[Lidia, in Spanish] Go, let's go! [sighs] -[Erik] You got this, all right?
[Erik] Excuse me! Excuse me.
-Lidia Solis, 36 weeks pregnant, -[Lidia pants]
contractions are 10 minutes apart.
She is allergic to penicillin, nuts, and toxic masculinity.
[Lidia and Erik chuckle]
[nurses chatter]
[breathless] I'm really scared.
Hey, hey, hey, hey... Listen to me.
Our baby is a badass, all right?
She's gonna be okay.
-And I got you always, all right? -[Lidia sighs]
-All right? -Okay.
[kisses]
-[Lidia shrieks] -[Erik yells]
-[yelling] Get this woman some drugs now! -[Lidia cries]
-[yelling] Get her some drugs! Stat! -[Lidia groans]
[Latin-beat theme music playing]
[mellow music playing]
[Tim] Look over here, darling.
This... This is where we'll put your statement piece, lady.
Speaking of which,
I know people-of-color-time is a thing, but we're cutting it kinda close here.
When's the masterpiece coming?
It's sort of the anchor to our entire show, babe.
Yeah, tomorrow morning. I just...
-I just need a little more time. -Ana! [scoffs]
Thank God that you're a star worth waiting for.
So fine.
I'm so excited to meet all of your friends and your boo.
They're gonna get to see you walk out of anonymity into curated culture.
-[clears throat] -"Ana-nymity."
Ana-nymity. Oh, my gosh! That should've been the name of the show.
Why was I not this genius last month?
[mellow music continues]
[distant honking]
[indistinct chatter]
-[dishes clanking] -[Casimiro] Okay.
[in Spanish] Tell all your little friends.
And do not forget to leave a review on... on... on...
Yelp.
-[customer laughs] -[Casimiro] Yelp.
And if you don't like the food,
don't tell anybody, cabrón.
[Chris stammers]
We know people.
Dangerous people.
Got it. Love the tacos or else. [laughs]
Okay. No, they're not being serious.
It's part of the, uh... the color here at Mama Fina's.
[in Spanish] What color?
-[in Spanish] I'm the boss here, cabrón. -Yeah. Smile.
Hey, look, I get it. My dad still posts his Google searches to Facebook.
Don't worry. You're gonna get five stars from me, señor.
[customer] Best damn tacos on the East Side.
Pop.
[in Spanish] My friends call me Pop.
-Thanks, Pop. All right. -[pats counter]
-[pats back] -See, abuelo. A little ass kissing
-goes a long way with these folks. -[phone chirping and buzzing]
[phone beeps]
-Hello. -[woman] Hi. Is this Casimiro Morales?
[in Spanish] Hey, didn’t I tell you to put me on the "Do Not Call" list!?
No, this isn't a telemarketer, sir. This is Cortez Realtors.
I'm calling on behalf of Rob. We've yet to receive this month's rent.
Okay, okay, okay... Pero, I just mailed it.
Why didn't Rob call me?
Is he sending the new lease?
Of course, sir. We're drawing up the paperwork.
Mr. Cortez is just expanding and isn't able to handle the day to day
like before.
-We'll connect soon. -[in Spanish] What the hell.
-What happened? -[in Spanish] Now that we actually have
money for rent, these idiots are taking their sweet time with the lease.
Of course.
[in Spanish] I'm going to get some air.
[in Spanish] Then I gotta call Ana.
[in Spanish] I have to let her know Lidia’s in labor.
[in Spanish] Erik’s probably going crazy. And we’re running out of tortillas!
[Lidia shrieks]
Sí se puede!
-[knocking] -Yep. Yep... [exhales]
Miss Solis, the pre-eclampsia is definitely back.
It's contributing to your premature labor, so this is it.
We're gonna have a new mom on our hands soon.
What? But she's four weeks early, right?
Well, yeah, she's early, but it's nothing I haven't seen before.
-You're in good hands. Okay. -Okay.
-I got this. Yeah, I got this. -You got this.
-She's got this, doc. Thank you so much. -[Lidia laughs]
[frantic] Bitch, I don't got this!
[pants] I still need my overnight bag, and I need her clothes.
I need her blanket...
She can't be looking [in Spanish] all raggedy in those hospital onesies!
Dammit! We forgot her car seat!
They're not gonna let us take her home without a car seat.
Okay. I'm here, okay. [in Spanish] Is my granddaughter okay?
-Everybody relax, okay? I'm-- -Why is he here?
What are you doing here? I told you I'd call you when it's time to come.
[in Spanish] You better give her the best drugs from Obamacare!
Because I can't afford it.
-[Lidia groaning] -[in Spanish] Relax, honey.
-Breathe, abuelo. Breathe, okay? -[Lidia exhales slowly]
-She's not coming now now. -Are you sure?
-Babies come when they want. -[Lidia pants]
It could be five hours from now.
-It could be two days from now. -[Pancho, breathless] You sure?
-Okay? For now, -[sneakers squeaking]
-all the ladies in the room are good. -[Pancho] Okay.
[Pancho] Okay, okay, okay, okay...
-So, take a seat, abuelo. -[Lidia] Yep.
[Pancho exhales]
-Breathe. -[panicked] Okay.
-Breathe. -Yep.
-[Pancho sighs] -[Lidia slowly exhales]
[sharp exhale]
We got backup.
[Pancho whispering indistinctly]
-I'm gonna be right back, hermosa. -Okay.
-With everything my ladies need, okay? -Okay.
-You got this. -Yep. I got this, baby.
Yep. Okay.
-Wait, wait, wait! -[in Spanish] What happened?
Can you get me a burrito, baby? [sharp inhale]
[in Spanish] And five al pastor tacos for me. No onions.
-[in Spanish] So it doesn’t smell. -Thank you.
[Lidia pants]
[in Spanish] Thank you.
-[both groan and sigh] -[Lidia] Oh, God...
[Ana sighs heavily]
-Trash. All of them. -[frame rattles]
-Paint Frida like everybody else. -What am I, an Etsy hack?
Don't know. Do Etsy hacks make money?
Go choke on a Taki, Nayeli.
Anger, textbook.
I am not angry.
Okay, I got a show. I am fricking blessed!
-I'm living my best life. -She said angrily.
-[playful instrumentals] -[Ana sighs]
[phone screen clicks open]
[whoosh effects]
[phone chimes]
You know, I hear denial is one of the seven stages of grief, sis.
You sure you don't want to let it all out to Dr. Nayeli?
Nayeli, you're not allowed to watch Dr. Phil anymore.
My style is more Iyanla Vanzant, baby girl.
-[distant chatter] -[Ana sighs]
[in Spanish] A surprise? But it's not my birthday.
It's something I owe you from a long time ago, abuelo.
[in Spanish] We owe you way more.
-[cars rushes past] -[distant chatter]
["Solo Tu" by Camilo Sesto plays]
[Casimiro laughs]
-[man sings in Spanish] -[in Spanish] How are you, beautiful!?
[continued laughing]
[continued singing in Spanish]
[keys jingle]
[sighs, in Spanish] How have they treated you?
[in Spanish] How I've missed you, my love.
[car door creaks opens, closes]
-[continued singing in Spanish] -[engine cranking, turns over]
[Casimiro chuckles]
[kisses]
[in Spanish] Look at this.
[continued singing in Spanish]
-[engine rumbles] -[Casimiro cackles]
[phone rings]
-[phone beeps] -Yo, Mama Fina's. How can I feed ya?
[radio plays faintly]
[mouths indistinctly]
[hushed] Your dad!
[in Spanish] You know what?
I think that fool went to go see the new Wes Anderson movie.
Uh-huh.
[in Spanish] Yes, I'll tell him. Okay. Yes, sir.
[phone beeps]
Yo, why are you avoiding your dad so bad?
He has assets. You should be kissing his ass.
What if he died tomorrow? You need to be on that will, baboso.
Here, let's call him back. Tell him Tía Norma needs a new Beemer.
Why? So I could hear him bitch about how he didn't cosign my student loans
-so that I could be flipping tortillas? -That fool cosigned a loan for you?
Can he cosign for me?
Forget about the Beemer, I'll just take whatever's for sale at Toyotathon.
[chuckles] Güero...
sounds like you got it good.
-Why you hate him so bad? -Because...
I'm tired of hearing for the millionth time
that I'm gonna end up a dishwasher at a fucking Denny's.
Damn.
You want me to call Nayeli? I hear she's giving out free therapy.
He just doesn't respect my dreams.
[laughs] Your dream is to run a taco shop in the hood?
-[approaching footsteps] -[door opens]
[lively instrumentals]
[Erik] Okay, okay...
-[Erik] Burritos, tacos... -Dude, did you just rob a daycare?
[Norma] Hey, let me do it.
-[Norma] Let me do it. Let me do it! -You don't know how she likes it. Just...
-[knife scraping] -Yo, come on, relax.
-Drop it. Just drop it. -Real quick...
-Relax. Jeez! -[Erik sighs]
-Come on, man. Is Lidia doing okay? -[Erik exhales deeply]
She's awesome. She's amazing.
She's going to Stanford with my baby.
Oh, shit. She got the Stanford gig.
-You knew? -Oh, don't punch me.
-She asked me to go with her. -Like, right now?
How am I supposed to leave, huh?
-Take a U-Haul. It's not that expensive. -I've never left.
Fuck, man. Just change my whole life and not know what can happen?
-How'd you do it? -Hey, you know what?
First time, I didn't even have a choice.
All right, so it sucked hard, but when I decided to come back...
Well, when you have a dream, you do whatever it takes to get it, man.
[Erik sighs]
You know what? You're gonna make a real good manny, chulo.
-["Lo Que Siento" by Cuco plays] -♪ Dreaming of you when I'm alone ♪
♪ Baby, don't trip I'm coming home ♪
♪ Kick it with me, I don't care if the sun gone ♪
-[door opens] -[Beatriz, in Spanish] My God!
[in Spanish] How many times will you listen to that song? I'm gonna go deaf!
♪ This is for you ♪
-♪ Baby, listen, it's your song ♪ -[inhales, in Spanish] Sweetie,
Norma got me a cleaning job tomorrow.
[in Spanish] It's for a rich family, and it pays really well.
[in Spanish] It's the same time as your show, so I won't be able to go.
'Course, Amá.
We need the money.
-♪ Lost in the words that you say to me ♪ -Wait.
Can you leave the food?
[plate rattles]
-♪ I'm on top of the world ♪ -[door closes]
♪ Babygirl, can't you see I found my perfect girl? ♪
♪ I wanna make you my queen ♪
♪ Time and time again I can be feeling real sad ♪
♪ 'Cause mi sueño no se ha hecho una realidad ♪
♪ Pero el tiempo dirá, el tiempo dirá ♪
♪ If we go spend our lives together en lo que el mundo gira ♪
♪ I promise I don't want nobody else To be around me but you ♪
♪ And nobody's touch and nobody's lips Can make me feel like yours do ♪
Fuck it.
I got this. I can paint something else.
-I'm a motherfucking badass! -[hip-hop music plays]
♪ Lemme find out that you think You're what you're not ♪
♪ Everybody say you're wack But you think you're hot ♪
♪ Playa hatin' on the floor 'Cause you on the spot ♪
-♪ Lemme find out, lemme find out ♪ -[clinks]
♪ Lemme find out That you ain't got no class ♪
♪ Always trickin' on your knees When you want some ass ♪
♪ Forever ridin' in my car And never payin' for gas ♪
♪ Lemme find out, lemme find out ♪
-[song stops abruptly] -[snores]
[phone buzzes and dings]
-[exhales] -[phone screen clicks open]
[chuckles]
[phone screen clicks closed]
[sighs]
[exhales]
[heavy sigh] Fuck. Shit!
-[distant chatter] -[frames rattle]
[paper rustles]
[crunching]
[Casimiro, in Spanish] What's all this?
[in Spanish] I thought you were against dumpster diving, sweetie.
I need a statement piece.
[in Spanish] You can definitely make a statement with all this.
[in Spanish] Something like, "I don't give a shit."
[Ana sighs]
[Casimiro slowly exhales]
[in Spanish] Your grandpa is right here.
[in Spanish] He knows a thing or two about broken hearts.
No, I'm not worried about anything but today.
[deep breath in, exhales] My show is all that matters.
[Casimiro sighs]
[in Spanish] You know what, sweetie?
[in Spanish] Sometimes... when the heart says no,
everything else says no.
[in Spanish] Then we get scared that if we move on too fast...
it'll all come rushing out.
[in Spanish] But we can't stop feeling.
[in Spanish] If we stop feeling, we can't move forward.
I miss her.
-Yessika? -[sighs]
Mama Fina.
[Casimiro sighs]
[in Spanish] Why don't we use that one?
That one? No. That...
[deep exhale] That one's just for us.
And... it's stuck to the wall.
[in Spanish] No, it's on plywood. I can take it down really easy.
[in Spanish] And of all your work, this one’s my favorite,
I have no problem sharing it with the white folks.
[in Spanish] Eh? It's beautiful!
-[upbeat soul music playing] -♪ Uno, dos, tres ♪
[indistinct conversations]
This is Ana Morales,
an upcoming artist who will give you something to talk about.
She is iconic. She is queer.
She is Latinx, a rose that grew from the concrete.
Her mother's a garment worker.
Her grandfather immigrated here with, like, five dollars in his pocket.
Her cousin survived gang life.
Ooh! Did I mention her mom works in a sweatshop?
She raised her little sister. She's basically a teen mom.
Ana, tell them about how we had to fight off Ofelia, okay?
Goodbye homophobes! [laughs]
-[music fades] -[Ana inhales]
[Lupe] You know what?
I heard on Telemundo that this piece
has already tripled in value.
[gasping]
[louder] I heard that Cheech Marin is going to snatch it up!
-Really? -Mm-hmm.
Well, not before me. Where's that cabrón?
-[in Spanish] I'll kick his ass! -[in Spanish] That's how you sell
-to white folks. -[woman] Cheech from Nash Bridges?
[indistinct chatter]
-[man] We should put in a bid immediately. -Is that what my jawline looks like?
Damn, I look good.
[in Spanish] Don't flatter yourself.
You're a poor man's Mario Lopez at best.
Oh, yeah? Well you're a dollar bin Dora, so...
[in Spanish] Man, all this is incredible. Ana’s a badass.
[in Spanish] Shooting her art all over the place,
like a lesbian Spiderman.
[imitates shooting webs]
[in Spanish] Imagine what it feels like to accomplish your dreams, huh?
[in Spanish] Imagine.
-[camera shutters] -[imitates shooting effect]
[Lidia] Wow.
God, that one is so beautiful.
Ana's so talented.
What do you think she was thinking about when she painted that?
Probably that...
beauty can be found in places where people aren't looking.
[monitors beeping faintly]
That...
our gente's joy deserves to be captured.
It's worth capturing.
Eh. Maybe she was thinking about a burrito.
-[laughs] -For real. That bitch can eat, man.
Yeah, burrito, definitely. Final answer.
You could totally get into Stanford.
-Stanford, huh? -Yeah.
I wouldn't just be your manny?
Stop it.
[intercom chatter]
Erik, I believe in you.
I always have.
-You wanna know what I see? -What?
[Lidia sighs]
I see...
me a tenured professor at Stanford,
helping beautiful brown babies turn into radical thinkers.
And you...
You own your own bookstore.
But at home, we raise our little niñita together.
And you teach her how to be a woman who is kind
and generous and as... as curious as you are.
[monitor beeping continues]
She'll probably be as stubborn as you too,
-[in Spanish] hopefully not. -Probably.
[laughing]
And she'll love driving down the 101 to visit our abuelos.
Oh, God. They will hate us for feeding her vegan because, let's face it,
the Bay Area will brainwash us with their granola ways.
That's the life I see for us.
[Erik takes a deep breath, exhales]
-Because, Erik, you're it for me. -[knocking]
Miss Solis, hi. I'm concerned the baby's heartbeat is slowing.
She's working really hard in there to get here, but she's really struggling.
So I need to start prepping you for cesarean.
Wait, no.
My birth plan was to do it naturally, and I'd really like to try.
I know, sweetie, but if we wait, it can be dangerous for both of you.
Okay? Now don't worry. We're gonna get little momma here safely.
Okay? All right.
-[sharp inhale] What if something happens? -Hey, hey, hey!
Our baby's an overachiever.
Como her mommy, all right?
-Right? -[sniffles] Mm-hmm.
I know our baby girl, she's gonna get an A+ in being born.
[both laugh]
You're gonna be fine. The baby's gonna be fine.
[wistfully] I'm really happy you're here.
There's no other place I'd rather be.
[tranquil music plays]
[indistinct chatter]
[phone screen clicks open]
[phone screen clicks closed]
[indistinct chatter continues]
[Ana sighs]
[passing footsteps]
[in Spanish] I thought you would have painted me angry and yelling.
[in Spanish] I can hardly believe all of this is for you.
[in Spanish] It's for you too, Amá.
[in Spanish] Look, I know you don't always understand me, but...
[sighs, in English] you put food on the table.
You put a roof over our heads.
[in Spanish] All of this is thanks to you.
So this is our show.
Our success. Together.
[in Spanish] Just remember that I can't paint, so don't ask.
[laughs] No. I've seen your stick figures.
Thank you.
Thank you for being here.
-[in Spanish] Sweetie? The baby's coming! -[Lupe giggles]
-[in Spanish] What? -What? Now?
[in Spanish] Your grandpa will go first.
[in Spanish] Imagine how crazy Erik must be.
[in Spanish] You know I'm the only one who can calm him down.
[laughter]
-[kisses] -[everyone takes a deep breath]
[Tim] Ana, darling.
-[in Spanish] Go, girl. Get to work. -[laugh] Okay.
I cannot end the night without having you meet Vivian.
She is such an important member of the gallery’s board of directors.
-Viv? This is Ana. -Yes? [gasps]
[Vivian, laughing] Incredible fucking work!
-My God! Just gorgeous color palette... -Yeah. Yeah.
...and such powerful imagery of a changing community.
Sweetheart, we are just so goddamn honored to be hosting your first show.
-Thank you. -[Vivian] Thank you.
-Ana's a queer chicana... -Lovely.
-...from a low-income community. -Beautiful.
-[Tim continues indistinctly] -So how do you know each other?
We know each other from, uh... real estate
-and the art world-- -Come on, she's a burner.
-[laughs] -Okay, one party.
One fucking party, he thinks I'm a burner. He keeps trying to pull me into his tribe.
-Well... -And I keep saying,
you know, I can't keep blowing on molly if I want to die a rich bitch
with a trophy husband imported from Italy.
-[laughs] -It's very important to me.
-Work hard, play harder, love. -[laughing] Yeah, okay.
Yes, Ana,
so I just swooped up this adorable place,
and it is in major, major need of your orgasmic work all over the walls.
-Please say yes, please say yes. -Of course! I'd be happy to!
-[screams of celebration] -[laughter]
Okay, perfect.
Now, it's not gonna be ready for a couple months.
It's this taco spot
on South Reyes.
Oh!
-Rob sold it to me. Do you remember him? -Oh, Rob...
He's the cutie with the booty,
-who you swore you would-- -Oh, yeah.
Mama Fina's?
Yes! Yes. You know it!
Yes. It's the perfect, perfect place for my theme pop-up food experience.
It's very Saved By The Max but with Fuller House.
-[Tim] Oh, yeah. -I just need the lease to be up soon,
and then I can make the transformation.
[hushed] One minute, lovelies. I'm sorry, BRB.
Okay. So, what do you say, hon? Are you in?
Whoa, whoa, hey, hey. What's the matter?
You look like--
Like I'm about to do something really fucking crazy?
Uh... Yeah, that sounds about... right.
[phone ringing]
-Hello? -[Erik] Pop?
I need you to go back to the house and pick up the car seat.
[in Spanish] What the hell? I’m on my way to the hospital!
Sorry. Lidia's freaking out because I forgot it.
[in Spanish] Goddamn it. Okay, you got it.
-Thank you. -[phone clicks shut]
[truck engine rumbles]
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you so much for being here.
It is so lovely to have so many colors of the rainbow under one roof, right?
[sharp exhale] Okay. Now...
let's make some noise for our incredible artista,
Ana Morales!
[applause and cheering]
[Chris whoos]
-[spray paint can hissing] -[hip-hop music plays]
Ana?
Y'all gentrifying motherfuckers can kiss my ass.
I'mma go meet my new niece.
Go choke on your manchego cheese, bitches.
-[can rattles, thuds] -[Norma] Ah, shit!
She's Banksy-ing this mother! [yelling] Get it, mija!
[stammers] Is this wall for sale. Where do I bid?
[in Spanish] Is she quitting her job?
[in Spanish] Ana, come back here! I'm gonna give you a whooping! Ana!
[hip-hop music continues]
[sparse applause]
I think I love her. [scoffs]
-[truck rattles] -[radio plays faintly]
-[bus hums past] -[police siren whoops]
[cranking device]
[in Spanish] Chuy, you idiot. What did you do?
Is this your vehicle?
-Yes. -Are you Casimiro Morales?
Yeah.
We have a warrant for your arrest for an outstanding fine
on a vandalism charge from six months ago.
I don't know, but I can pay it.
[woman speaks indistinctly over intercom]
Are you gonna say something, Chaka Jr.?
I'm kinda worried you're gonna spray paint the baby.
Yessika was right.
I have to tell you something.
-About the shop. -[Erik] Hey! Hey...
Tía Beatriz and Nayeli are about to come out, so y'all can go in.
But you gotta hurry, we're about to go into surgery.
-Are you freaking out? -Are you okay?
Of course I'm freaking out! I'm about to be a baby daddy!
-Okay. -And, and...
they're about to cut open the love of my life.
And I'm supposed to stand there and be like, "Oh, don't worry, chula.
The nice doctor's just gonna slice you open like a fucking turkey
and pull out a human is all." I mean, should I be calm?
All right, maybe slice is not the right--
I don't think she's gonna like being called a turkey, but...
[Chris exhales deeply]
-[speaking over intercom continues] -[Ana] Okay.
What if I fuck her up?
Ah... Lidia's used to you fucking up.
Not her, the baby. What if I fuck up the baby?
I have no clue what it's like to be a good father.
Hey.
-You are not your dad. -I'm not?
I'm a stoner that lives in a garage. What the hell do I have to offer anyone?
Hey, stop it.
Look at me.
You're pretty damn smart. And you're loyal.
And the way you show up for everyone,
it's everything she needs, primo.
So just change your deodorant,
-handle your BO, and you'll be fine. -[laughing]
Glad you're here, man.
Me too.
[indistinct voice over intercom]
[phone ringing and buzzing]
Excuse me. [sighs]
[Erik sighs]
[Ernesto, on phone] Were you being attacked by a gang?
Don't believe everything you see on Primer Impacto, all right?
-They were protesters. -Christian,
you're wasting all of my sacrifices
just so you can end up like my brother or like Erik.
Is that what you want? You want to end up a nobody?
-God, you're such a jerk. I like it here. -[Ernesto scoffs]
And that's as close as I'm gonna get to the dream right now.
[sighs] Not if I pay for cooking school, mijo.
I'll send you the money.
[in Spanish] I'll send it right now.
What?
["Ya Se Va La Embarcacion by Ixya Herrera plays]
-[woman sings in Spanish] -[newborn baby cries]
[newborn baby coos]
-[woman continues singing in Spanish] -Get her head, okay?
[baby cooing]
Hi, baby.
[continued singing in Spanish]
Hey, want to meet your primita?
[Erik sniffles]
What's her name?
[takes a deep breath] Her name's Delfina.
[family chatters and sniffles]
[Erik sniffles]
Come here!
Get over here.
Hi.
You see this Ricky-Ricardo-looking fool right here?
-[baby cries] -[family laughs]
That's your Uncle Chris.
[continued singing in Spanish]
I'm coming with you.
-[Lidia sniffles and exhales] -[kisses]
[Erik sighs in relief]
Hey, where's Pop?
-[Ana] I... I don't know. I'll check. -[Pancho] Él no está aquí.
["Viene De Mi" by La Yegros playing]
-[officer] Let's close it up. -[door slams, clicks shut]
[officer 2] Let's move!
[woman sings in Spanish]
[continued singing in Spanish]
[woman and man singing in Spanish]
[woman and man continue singing in Spanish]