None of your business, don't be so nosy.
I can't believe I told Chad exactly what he needed to do to make up with Julia.
Now he looks like a hero and I look ridiculous.
Speaking of…
What's going on with that outfit?
Today's the most important game of the season.
Hugo Sánchez is wearing number four,
so everything is about the number four today!
I woke up at four a.m.
I showered in exactly four minutes,
and I paid four dollars for this radio.
It was actually only three-fifty, but I didn't want to jinx it.
You're gonna get in trouble!
With who?
No one even knows my name at work.
Come on, you're exaggerating.
"little boy tears"
I'll be back. I've got to go call Father Ramón.
Come on.
Come on!
"little boy tears"
I could get used to this.
Shit.
This can't be.
Broken shower.
Major plumbing problem.
But the TV still works?
Yeah, gets all FOUR channels.
No thank you.
Two 12 year old Lagavulin, please.
Neat.
No, thank you.
But here you go.
Máximo!
You're just in time!
Oh, man, I haven't been this excited since Farrah Fawcett skinny-dipped in our pool!
How did you know I was in here?!
Héctor tipped me off… for five bucks.
Okay, but be quiet! I don't want to get in trouble.
Mónica? What are you doing here?
I'm here for the game I paid for!
Okay, let's do this.
I'm late for snack time.
Do I look like a joke to you?!
Actually, yes.
Marriage is a lifetime commitment.
Máximo, will you love Becca…
in sickness and in health?
Depends.
What kind of disease?
And how contagious is it?
Hey! Knock it off.
Earlier today I turned away a girl
who wanted to marry a boy just for his Atari.
Come on, just marry us already.
By the authority vested in me by the municipality of Acapulco,
I pronounce you husband and wife.
The court will now take a five-minute Frutsi break.
Let's go, Barcelona! Kick Atletico's ass!
I had no idea you were such a soccer fan, Lupe!
Why do you think I was calling Father Ramón?
To pray for the team?
No, he's my bookie.
GOAL! ATLÉTICO SCORES!
Will you fire me if I rub this in your face for just one moment?
Then suck it, Lupe! Suck this tangerine.
What's up with Barcelona now?
Not such a hot team, is it?
How does it feel?
In your face, Lupe! In your face!!!
Everyone here will work twice as hard for me for weeks
because I let them have this moment.
I wasn't done praying. I had two more saints to go!
Mom, we've been inside the church all day. It's time to have fun.
I was having fun… with Jesus.
I had to ask him to protect Máximo's soul;
I'm worried the resort is changing him.
You're exaggerating.
How much can it change him in such a short time?
Hi, mom.
Hi, Sara.
What's going on Mijo?
Why are you dressed like a gringo?
Becca's father loaned these to me.
Sin City!
That's Las Vegas. New York is the city that never sleeps.
Why don't they sleep?
Because they're up all night, sinning.
Máximo is my husband!
Mama, don't worry, it's just pretend.
Are you at least Catholic?
They don't believe in God.
I know what it means!
Only two minutes left in sudden death…
Rodriguez kicks it to Hernandez. Hernandez has an opening and…
GOAL!!
Victory for FC Barcelona!--
Madrid Athletic? More like Madrid Pathetic!
Suck on these mandarins!
You suck it!
And you suck on these mandarins.
Oh, well!
But maybe one day!
Ah, I could get used to this.
My thoughts, exactly.
No more dreaming, Memo.
From now on - we start turning our dreams into reality.
Oh, I bumped into Ximena, she mentioned Julia and Chad came back early.
They did?
Yeah, seems like their trip didn't go as planned.
I wonder what happened?
Yeah…
I wonder.