Over there was where you gave me your copy of Jane Eyre.
Probably the only book you ever read.
And I used to hide behind that plant
to watch you working at the front desk. You never knew.
I knew. Everyone knew.
Diane once asked me if I wanted a restraining order.
Really?
Wow!
I can't believe what's become of my first store.
And yet, the old memories of what this all was,
they're still in here.
Ever wonder if it's possible to go back to that time in our lives?
Recapture some of those feelings?
I don't know, Máximo.
So many years have gone by. So much has changed.
We've changed.
But maybe who we are on the inside,
maybe that stays the same.
That's a very romantic notion.
I have to say...
it's nice seeing you.
It seems like you're in a good place.
Are you gonna get that?
No. No way. I mean-- It's--
It's just my business partners who know I'm on vacation,
and they're only supposed to call me if there's an emergency.
So, maybe I should take it?
- Or not. But maybe? - Take it, it's fine.
I have a deadline to finish designing my new flagship store in Milan
- and my phone's off, but go for it. - Okay.
We should probably call it a night anyway.
Really? Because we don't have to--
Go for Máximo.
This will be just a minute.
One second.
Good night, Máximo.
No.
What?
I'm a stupid, stupid, stupid man!
I blew it with Julia.
So instead of having breakfast with her on my last day in Acapulco,
I'm sitting here with you two...
Jokers.
Every time I could make the right decision with Julia, I go left.
Why, Hugo? Is the past just always destined to repeat itself?
Well, if you know anything about world history--
It was the morning after the big hurricane,
and everyone was cleaning up the mess from the day before.
- You really walked into that one. - Yep.
The skies were looking brighter
as my family returned home after riding out the storm at the bus station.
Memo and Lorena celebrated their second unusual proposal.
And Chad continued to embrace his role as actual general manager.
Everything was back to normal.
Except for the small fact that I had ruined everything.
Because of me, Alejandro Vera had stolen the Book of Secrets.
And I was desperate to get it back.
Máximo.
Come in.
Have a seat.
Sir? Excuse me, I wanted to--
Not until the bowl is done.
Now.
I feel much more calm,
more centered.
What can I do for you, Máximo?
I know that you took that ledger from Don Pablo's office...
And I really, really, really, really need it back.
That's a lot of "reallys."
But no. I'm not giving it back.
But you stole it. That's illegal.
Illegal?
Oh, "illegal" like keeping confidential information on guests?
Or "illegal" like using those secrets to blackmail them?
But I helped you with Mr. Delgado...
What other use do you have for it?
After certain circumstances have come to light,
I'm making some adjustments
to our ownership structure.
The staff will remain,
but Diane and Don Pablo
will be gone by the end of the day.
What?! But you can't just--
You're making me feel agitated again, Máximo.
Mr. Vera--
Do you know what it takes to succeed in business, Máximo?
How many men that look like us do you see thriving in the world?
If I have to do whatever it takes
to beat whoever it takes,
I'll do it.
This isn't how the story is supposed to go.
Who's story?
Yours, Máximo?
Or theirs?
Your loyalty to Diane and Don Pablo is admirable...
but misguided.
You can see yourself out.
Go away.
Even though Sara was still heartbroken about Aida,
my mom was doing everything she could to cheer her up.
We have tremendous news!
We're moving to New York?
We have less tremendous news!
You got all "A"s on your report card!
Do you remember I said that if you ever got all "A"s
I'd take you to Las Colinas to celebrate?
You said that sarcastically thinking it'd never happen.
And yet, here we are.
Well, no need to do anything.
I'm fine just staying in and studying.
For what? You already got the "A"s.
For my next debate tournament.
That's not for months!
What have you done to her?! I don't even recognize my daughter anymore!
Mama, I don't need a fancy dinner.
Now that love is dead for me
and that phase of my life is over forever,
all I need are these books.
And those balloons.
At least she liked the balloons.
Máximo!
Finally you grace us with your presence.
This hurricane isn't going to clean itself up, you know.
So let's go, start pitching in. Chop-chop!
Dulce, I'm your boss. You can't give me orders.
Not yet I can't. But one day.
- Soon. Very soon. So soon. - Okay.
I didn't have time to play Dulce's games.
"Okay"?
I had to break the news of what I'd done to my best friends.
You know, this whole thing was a lot more fun in my mind!
Thankfully, they took it very well.
Máximo, are you crazy?
There's a "Book of Secrets?!"
And you gave it to Mr. Vera?!
This is terrible!
I agree! It is terrible!
Maybe the worst thing I've ever done...
Absolutely!
So with this "Book of Secrets."
Are there like a lot of celebrities in there, or--
Memo! Can we please focus on how terrible I am?
I for one am very focused on it.
How could you do this?!
After everything we talked about!
To be fair, some of this happened before we talked--
But I'm sorry! I lost my way!
And now the Book of Secrets is sitting in
Vera's suite like a bomb he's about to explode!
Such a bomb--
just out of curiosity,
is there anything in there about Linda Hamilton?
Duran Duran?
Ooh, is there a "Mrs." T?
Hold on...
you said the book is in Vera's suite right now?
Maybe we can get it back.
Before he does anything with it!
But Vera's got security with him.
So what?
Diane has done so much for me.
The least we can do is try to get it back--
And thus began The Great Book of Secrets Heist of 1985.
Alejandro's suite is too high up for us to scale the back window.
Which means - we're going to have to go in through the front door.
I'm great at bringing attention to myself.
I'll be the "distraction."
Help! Please help!
I don't mean to distract anyone from their job,
but this luggage cart fell on me,
and now I can't get out from under the very heavy and very real bags.
Anyone, please! Especially if you have a background in security.
Excuse me. No, I didn't order any room service.
Well, the good news is
there are other things on the menu.
Okay, stop right there!
Why do you have to dress so sexy?
Is that really necessary?
I've got to find some way to distract him.
And I've always wanted to be a...
...Bond girl.
So just work with me here!
I thought you were taking care of the guard in the hallway!
I was! But what if he has a twin?!
Oh, my.
Ey!
Julia, now!
- We did it! - Sure did.
Wait, you murdered Mr. Vera?
You murdered Alejandro Vera?
Máximo!
I've been looking everywhere for you, Máximo.
Whatever you are thinking of doing, don't.
But we have to get the Book of Secrets back before it's too late.
It's already too late.
Mr. Vera is talking with Diane right now.
What? No.
Don Pablo, I have to tell you something. This is all my fault--
I already know, Máximo.
I knew yesterday.
But what is done is done.
Now if you'll excuse me,
I have only a few hours to get my affairs together.
Today is my last day as well.
What makes you think I know anything
or have anything to do with this silly book?
Maybe it's a work of fiction. A novel Don Pablo's working on.
He's very creative.
He once filled the whole lobby with snow for Christmas, almost ruined the floors.
- But I still say, worth it. - I admire your conviction, Diane.
The problem is there is an entry on me in there.
With details only you could know.
Details I told you over what I thought was an intimate dinner.
Now I see what's going on here.
This is because I rejected your advances.
How very male of you.
Not at all, Diane.
You said you wanted us to be strictly business, and I respect that.
The thing is, this is how I run a business.
So here are your options.
One, I will buy out your percentage of the hotel at fair market value.
I'll even up it ten percent so there's no hard feelings.
You tell the staff whatever you want and leave on your own terms.
"My own terms"? You mean it?
Two, I'll tell the whole world what you've done.
Your reputation will be dragged through the dirt,
your guests will turn their back on you and the hotel crashes.
Allowing me to buy you out for pennies on the dollar.
So you tell me, Diane.
What's it going to be?
I can't believe Diane and Don Pablo are leaving.
Wait-- Diane owns my store.
Does that mean I'm out, too?
I doubt Mr. Vera would get rid of one of the best moneymakers here.
And he's keeping the staff.
That's some relief. Well...
at least we have each other.
Well... that's the thing,
Julia... I'm going to quit.
The only reason this happened is because
I was so afraid of Dulce becoming Head of Operations.
I was willing to do whatever it took to stop her,
even if it meant selling out my mentor...
and friend.
Oh, Máximo, my love.
It was an accident. You didn't mean to--
I know, but accident or not-- look at what I've done!
I don't like the person I'm becoming, Julia.
You don't like him either.
And if I stay here, it's only going to get worse.
So, I'm going to march up to Vera today and tell him I'm done.
And this is why I know you're the right man for me.
You just fit together, Tío.
And she wanted you to be the best you could be.
Believe me, I know.
Joe, before we check out, do you think you'd mind--
I'm one step ahead of you, boss.
I'm going to make the front desk guy tell me where Julia is,
even if I have to go Bad Joe.
- What's "Bad Joe"? - You don't want to know.
What if I can't get a new job?
What if I'm a penniless man who ends up selling pies on the beach?
Knowing you, they'll be the most delicious pies in the world.
Or maybe you can manage one of
my many boutiques around the world.
Ooh, yes! I choose Paris.
Fine, but the bigger get is Milan.
Hey lovebirds!
Diane just called for a staff meeting in the lobby.
Sounds important.
I just can't stop staring.
It's like I'm married to a different woman--
not that I'd want that.
It's just like-- you, but better!
Not better! Different!
But also the same.
The takeaway here is that
I love all types of Nora.
It's okay, I know.
Let's just say, I've been getting a little more "me time" lately.
Thank you, my love.
I don't even know what we're doing here.
I told you we didn't have to celebrate.
I was fine eating leftovers at home.
Actually... there aren't any more leftovers.
Got hungry last night. Sorry!
Hey Sara.
I brought a permanent marker this time.
So the numbers don't wash off.
Your mom explained everything to me.
Mom, did you do this?!
Oh, sweetie, it's not a big deal.
Actually, that wasn't exactly true.
Turns out, it was a very big deal.
Is this Aida's house?
Hello, is this Aida's house?
Is this Aida's house?
Sorry. Thank you.
My mom and Esteban had spent all day trying to track Aida down.
They started with her last three phone numbers being zero, zero, zero.
Hello, is this Aida's house?
Is this Aida's house?
Hello, is this Aida's house?
- At 692, they finally struck gold. - Aida?! Aida?!
Hello!
Hello Aida,
this is Sara's mom calling.
Wow.
Guys? Hi!
What are you doing here?
What do you mean?
We're here for Sara's surprise dinner.
You said you could get us the best seat in the house, remember?
Now I do.
Sorry, crazy day here.
Everyone? Hello?
Let's go, let's go!
Can you please turn your attention to the second floor.
Diane Davies.
Hello, my beautiful darlings!
I wanted you all to be the first to hear
that as much as I love each and every one of you in this room,
and have so greatly enjoyed my tenure here at Las Colinas...
the time has come for me to move on and leave the resort.
What happened?
But fear not, for this is not the end,
but, rather, a new beginning.
I've decided to stay in Acapulco,
and open a chain of gyms and dance studios for women, by women,
to help us all feel like our best selves.
And step into our power.
Yes!
I'll explain later my love.
I can't wait.
And now that I'm no longer in charge of Las Colinas...
I feel totally comfortable doing this.
I've been waiting a very, very, very, very long time to say
I love you, Diane Davies.
And from now on,
I shall be known as Héctor, the other women neglector!
Now, this is not a night to feel sad.
It's a night to celebrate, and on the new owner's dime.
So thank you, Mr. Vera, for the mountains and mountains of lobster and caviar.
And in my last act as owner of Las Colinas,
I've rehired a beloved employee with a very generous pour.
Ladies and gentlemen, Beto is back!
Beto! Beto! Beto! Beto! Beto! Beto!
And tonight it's top shelf only, on the house!
Miss Diane.
Some people will remember
your style or your big personality.
I will remember your humanity.
Gracias, Miss Diane.
Oh, no. No, no, no. Not you.
I-- I'm not ready for this yet.
My number one job was to protect you and the resort.
I'm so sorry to fail you.
Nonsense, Don Pablo.
All the success we experienced here together is thanks to you.
And, at times, that book of ours.
It served us well.
Until it didn't.
But we had a good run, didn't we?
We most certainly did.
You want anything, my love?
No, thank you. I'm not hungry.
I haven't been for a few days now.
I've just been kind of weirdly nauseous.
You're pregnant.
What?!
How could you possibly know that?
Because I'm your aunt. And I know things.
Plus, when your mom was pregnant with you,
she loved drinking the water the jalapeños come in.
Mmm! That does sound good!
Ey.
My family's arrival and Diane's big announcement
had slowed me down.
But it was time to find Vera and tell him my plans.
That is, unless he found me first.
There you are, Máximo.
Enjoying time with your family, I see...
Actually, Mr. Vera, if we could speak in private--
Now now, I don't want to be rude to your family.
- Hello. - Pleasure to meet you.
You must be so proud of this young man.
Hardworking. Committed.
Loyal.
I hear you did a lot of this on your own, Doña Nora.
Very impressive.
That hair is impressive...
Yes. He is all that.
Unfortunately, as the hotel enters this transition,
changes will need to be made.
Changes some may find hard to accept...
Which is why I hope
to have your son by my side
as the new Head of Operations.
So what do you think...
...Don Máximo?
Are you going to leave us all in suspense here, Máximo?
It wasn't how I imagined this happening.
And I know what I told Julia, but this had been my dream for so long.
Yes.
Yes, I accept.
We're going to do great things together.
We'll take this place to new heights.
I'll let you celebrate.
Thank you.
Head of Operations.
Hey, Don Máximo!
Ay, no.
It sounds weird!
Way to go, Bruce!
Springsteen?
Cause you're "The Boss?"
It sounded better in my head.
Julia! Isn't this exciting?
Yes. Of course.
It's what he's always wanted, isn't it?
What could I say? With everyone here--
Nora! I love the dress on you!
Oh, thank you!
This incredible designer I know made it.
'Sup, Julia, Máximo, Máximo's family. What's going on in here?
You sold the entire resort while I was outsourcing sustainable papayas.
What the hell, Mom?
- I know it's a lot to process. - No.
Cable television? That's a lot to process, okay? This is insane.
If Mr. Vera's forcing you out, then I'm out too.
There's more mountains to climb. There's more journeys to embark on.
- That's a word, right? Embark? - Listen to me.
My time is done here, whether I like it or not.
But you just found your place here at Las Colinas.
You have no idea how happy that makes me.
So you're not going anywhere!
- But-- But-- - No buts, Chad.
I made Vera promise to keep you on.
And the truth is I need a man here on the inside,
someone who can spy on Vera so the first moment he slips up,
this queen can return and take her castle back.
Castle?
Sounds so weird, Mom. You sound exactly like Héctor.
Right.
There's something else I need to tell you.
You don't have to call me Papa. Just yet.
Mom!
Excuse me.
Don Máximo.
Hey.
I just wanted to tell you the best man won.
I clearly backed the wrong horse.
Or horses.
So,
I'm just gonna get my things and go.
Stop.
I might grow to really regret this decision, but you've clearly proven
that you're willing to do things for this job that I am not.
A good boss always needs a great number two,
someone who has no problem handling the more unsavory parts of the job.
And I couldn't imagine anyone more unsavory than you.
Thank you.
So, Assistant Head of Operations is yours if you want it.
Wait. Are-- Are you-- Are you serious?
Of-- of course.
It'd be an honor to help you with whatever you need.
It's good to hear you say that.
Because I realized you never actually did the job you were first hired for.
So why don't you start by washing all the dishes for this party?
Then we'll talk. Chop-chop.
Don Pablo. Stop, please.
Are you really just driving off into the sunset?
The sunset is over the ocean, so no.
And we both know I'm not big on goodbyes.
I'm so sorry, sir.
For all the damage I caused.
This is not how you should leave this place.
I'm going to be just fine.
My time at Las Colinas was coming to an end anyway.
I'm excited to be with my son
and grandson for whatever years I have left.
But I failed you!
I betrayed the one man who was
- Máximo. - like a father to me...
All I wanted was for you to be able to
make the hard choices that come with this job.
For a moment, I wasn't sure it was in you--
and that was okay.
But then you proved me wrong.
You saw what you wanted and you took it.
I'm proud of you.
How can I do this without you?
You'll be fine.
Which is what I told Alejandro Vera
when I recommended you for the job.
I just hope
it's everything you wanted it to be...
Don Máximo.
It was the end of an era.
But also, the beginning of a whole new chapter.
And, as for me, Hugo--
Sir, if you wanna keep talking, you're gonna have to do it elsewhere.
The last hour of breakfast is just reserved for--
Elite members only.
I know. It's just that I haven't seen Julia yet, and-- And--
You don't care, do you?
Okay, Hugo. Let's go.
I can't believe this is the same place you were so nostalgic for.
Nah, me neither.
But that's reality, huh?
Things change.
I guess the idea of Las Colinas was just better than the real thing.
That wasn't always the case.
This place was magical once.
It was the backdrop for some of the best moments of my life,
for countless other people too.
Meh. Too bad you can't go back in time.
That would be nice. Wouldn't it, Hugo?
It would.
Come on.
There you are. I spent the last hour looking for ya.
They dinged you for a late checkout, by the way.
Of course they did. We had something to do.
And now we need to find Julia.
She checked out a half hour ago.
- What? Why didn't you tell me? - I did. I texted you multiple times.
Uh-oh. None of them went through. I may need a new international plan.
I'll yell at you later. But, now, we have to catch Julia before she takes off.
As much as I love a real life chase to the airport,
don't you think it just be easier if we just texted Julia and asked her to stop?
Where's your sense of romance?
Besides, I never got her number.
- Who are those guys? - Decoys.
A billionaire must always be ready for a fast getaway. Just in case.
Now, we have no idea how far she's gotten.
Plus, Acapulco traffic can be brutal this time of day, so...
- Looks like it's chopper time. - Cool.
Front desk guy told me that a black town car is taking her to the airport.
Does anyone see her?
Is she already on the highway?
Hold up. He just texted me again.
Looks like he may have given me the wrong info.
Okay. Maybe we didn't need the chopper after all.
Julia!
I thought you'd left!
There's something I need to tell you!
I think you made that point clear with the helicopter and all!
In retrospect, I should've just taken the golf cart!
What?
You don't want to just wait for the blades to stop?
No!
I'm afraid if I don't say this now, I will never get another chance!
And I really--
- Whoa. - Wow.
Those-- Those things stop on a dime.
Yeah.
Look--
It's almost too quiet now.
Máximo, I'm sorry. I really need to go.
Okay, okay, okay. Hey, I'll-- I'll make it quick.
Okay.
Out of all the mistakes I've made in my entire life,
by far, the biggest one was losing you.
And before I let you walk out of my life again,
I need you to know...
I just bought Las Colinas.
What?
The hotel.
I had to.
Mostly because I just really hate that breakfast buffet.
Wow, okay, that's-- impulsive.
But I'm sure you have a group of folks that can help you
turn it into something great again. Okay.
See? That's the thing. It's not my people who are gonna do it.
It's me.
Julia...
Las Colinas was where I was the happiest in my life.
So I'm handing my businesses over to my COO so
I have all the time I need to rebuild this place.
Maybe with some help from my daughter.
And a certain top designer...
if you're interested.
Come on.
Julia.
I know you've got a big, full life, Julia.
But we could spend a little time down here--
when it works for you, of course--
and see...
if we can find this place again.
Do you have any idea how much paint
you'd need to paint this whole place pink again?
Is that a "yes?"
I can wait, but you sort of have an audience now.
What do you say, Julia?
We both know
this story's far from over.