I don't want Andrea seeing a therapist.
You should've thought of that before. You can't ignore court orders.
And I warn you, after what happened there,
Julia will fight back hard.
I'll die if I lose her.
I told you, the law is heartless, but you have to trust me.
Anything is possible.
Still, I advise you to take steps to strengthen your case file.
Yes.
Even without a criminal complaint, your dismissal doesn't look good.
I need you to take active measures to rebuild your life.
Sure, like what?
You won't like it, but you better suck it up.
Whatever it is, I'm in.
-Really? -Yeah.
Let's hope you follow through. Most guys walk away.
Wanna soak your toes for a bit?
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
Counselor?
I urgently need you to sign these documents.
Esperancita, I urgently need to go for a drink with you.
Come on, it's Friday.
Hi, I'm your friend, José María Yazpik.
You may remember me from my career in films and TV.
But today, I want to tell you about a very important issue.
This secretary was made the victim of harassment.
The counselor, a man who is clearly conservative,
has made unseemly comments and sexual advances that are unacceptable
in a democratic society,
causing his colleague to feel uncomfortable in the workplace.
That is no longer acceptable.
Those neoliberal practices are now a thing of the past.
Our female colleagues are key
in order to build a new Mexico.
That's why we must support and respect them.
Because with their beauty and delicate nature,
this world is a better place.
Well, then, that was the video, folks.
I'm required by law to play it before we begin the workshop.
It's a formality, but I must comply.
Let's introduce ourselves. My name is Silvio, I'm 52.
I'm an addict and misogynist in recovery.
Holy shit!
What is it, pal?
Care to share the joke
with the rest of us?
All right, let's continue.
What brought you here? What are your expectations?
Anyone?
Come on, you all have to do it sooner or later.
I figured as much.
No one?
Andrea, stop it. That's enough.
-Hi, Jose. -Hello.
We didn't hear back from the chat group about the fee,
but here it is.
-Yeah, too many people. -Here you are.
We saved you a spot, though.
-Okay. -Come on.
-Hi, Jose. -Hi, how are you?
Good.
Hey, don't you sell mine, I'll come back for it.
How are you, Ivana?
What's up, Julia? I thought you'd be a no-show.
Here it is. The stairs cause a lot of foot traffic.
Check out the mother-daughter activity.
"From Damsels to Warriors." It's this afternoon.
What a nice place.
We're over here, honey.
Well, let's get to it.
I didn't even want to get out of bed today.
What's going on with you?
I'll tell you later.
No one will see us here, not even God.
God doesn't exist.
There's only the universe.
Mom, are we sleeping at our house or yours tonight?
I don't know, pumpkin, we'll see.
We'd be better off selling toilet paper.
I'm Juan Camarena, I'm an accountant.
I work for the public prosecutor's office. In fact, they sent me here.
How come, pal?
Well…
Frankly, it was a misunderstanding with some female colleagues.
Right? Especially one of them.
To be honest,
she blew it out of proportion.
As I always say, it's all about respect.
You know…
Nowadays, in my opinion, you can't say anything to women.
You can't even be nice to them 'cause you might strike a nerve.
I'm Ezequiel Ramírez, my friends call me Eze.
I do informal trade.
I'm here because my girlfriend threatened to dump me.
That's what she told me. She keeps saying I'm a misogynist.
I don't consider myself a bad guy.
I look after her, my kids have everything they need.
I'm Ruy. Frankly, I'm here because my lawyer said I should.
She says the certificate will help me
win custody of my daughter.
I mean, I've always supported the feminist movement. Right?
Yes…
-I want to deconstruct myself. -Excuse me?
I want to deconstruct myself.
Deconstruct yourself?
Sorry, I don't believe in that "deconstruction" stuff.
It sounds like a lot of nonsense.
SHE-SHOP
LONG LIVE THE VULVA
FEMENINX, MASCULINX
Want to see some other designs?
No, thanks.
Dude, did you see the look Jose gave me when I came in?
Elena didn't even say hi, she just ignored me.
Do you think it's about Ruy's show?
Dude, did the whole city hear about it or what?
Rumors spread fast.
Gossip runs faster among hipster feminists than in tabloids.
Are you going to tell me or what?
It's simple, I got divorced.
If I tell you everything, I'll cry in front of everyone.
Isn't that the whole point of feminism?
To be comfortable crying in your community?
-Piss off. -No, come here, baby.
I've never felt this way.
Truly heartbroken.
Not because our marriage is over, but because of how he acted.
Like such a spiteful ass.
So selfish.
Excuse me, thanks.
That's a weird guy.
For fuck's sake, what did he eat?
-Shut up, moron. -So gross.
Hey.
Where did you get that dress?
I told my mom that since everyone is entitled to be free,
I'm free to be a princess.
She totally got it.
Really?
That's cool. I'm not allowed to eat sugar.
What exactly did you tell her?
My moms don't get me.
They probably bought it for you because they're having a baby.
It can't be, my parents are unmarried.
My parents split up, and now their fights are ugly.
It seems you're doing great too.
The crowd is bigger than last year's.
I mean, there's a lot of poseurs just hanging out.
Julia, are you okay?
Are you happy?
Actually, I'm a bit baffled.
We reserved last year's spot and we got pushed by the toilet.
I mean, yeah, we prioritize independent artists here.
So?
"So?"
I thought you were working for the Nike campaign.
And that makes me less independent?
Fuck, are you kidding me?
So, Raiza told you?
No, it was her girlfriend.
Was it supposed to be a secret or something?
I mean, it's fine.
You're the official representative of marketable feminism.
Fucking great.
Cool.
Fucking unbelievable!
What nerve!
Hello, my name is La Mala, which means "the bad one."
Not because I look like a drug dealer,
but because my parents hated me and named me María Laura.
There have been changes in the history of feminism.
For instance, in the language.
We're all trying to adapt by using inclusive language.
But I'm still confused.
I mean, how do you say "ladies" in inclusive language?
Exactly. That's my point.
It's a trap set by the vampire Nazi hetero-patriarchy.
I'm a woman, yes. I'm a woman and a lesbian.
I'm a broad. Many of you are thinking,
"That dude is a lesbian and--"
I'm a woman and a lesbian.
You may not like it, but don't limit me.
I'm a lesbian and proud of it.
Okay, gentlemen, let's try to remember those moments
where we've been victims of violence.
Try to remember.
Well, frankly,
I can't remember not being allowed to do anything.
Well, whenever my dad
heard me and my siblings crying, he'd spank us, that's all.
Show your feelings and you'll get a beating.
That's tough, huh?
I mean, not really.
He hit like a girl.
I didn't have a dad,
my mom raised me all by herself and she was a great mom.
Maybe socially,
I've felt pressure to be successful.
Keep in mind my ex made more money than me.
Well, she comes from money.
We feel our worth is determined by how much money we make.
Want some water, María?
Yeah, thanks.
Delicious.
Well done, guys.
Now, Daniel, offer some again.
But you, Ruy, aren't sure if you want it.
-Okay. -Let's do it.
Want some?
Jeez, I don't know.
Good, guys, excellent.
Now, he says he's not sure, but pour him a glass anyway, okay?
And you, Ruy? You may accept it,
but don't drink it.
-Okay. -Go ahead.
Want some?
And now, Daniel,
force her to drink it.
Drink it.
Hell no!
-He doesn't want to. -Force it on her, make her drink it.
-Okay, do it. -Drink up.
-What? -Drink up.
No, I don't want to.
Well done, fellows.
What did we learn?
No one can force someone to drink a glass of water.
Get it? That's what happens with consent. Am I getting through to you?
-Am I? -Yeah, well…
No, don't go, wait.
Let's try another quick exercise.
You, Ruy, are still María.
Lie down face up, please.
But now, guys, María is unconscious.
Therefore, you can't speak, Ruy. You can't say "yes" or "no" or anything.
You, Daniel, pour María some water and make her drink it, please.
But she'll be asleep.
That's my point. Force it on her.
-Make her drink, come on. -All right.
-Sorry, man. -What's the lesson here?
No one who is unconscious, drunk, or high,
is in her right mind to decide.
Let's be clear, pals, I warn you.
We're not talking about water, we're talking about sex.
Thank you.
FEMININX, MASCULINX
Excuse me?
Do you have any toilet paper?
-Thanks. -Here you go.
Espresso?
I come in peace.
How did you know I was here?
I'm obviously stalking you on Instagram,
but I wanted to buy some art for my dental office.
The bazaar is pretty cool.
Sorry, the she-shop.
Give me a minute.
If Andrea comes downstairs, will you bring her to me?
Sure.
Thanks.
-Want something? -Anything that looks unhealthy.
Why did they give you a spot by the bathroom?
Well, I don't know.
Raiza!
Hi, Andrea!
-Hi, Ro. -Hello.
-What are you doing here? -I came to help my mom.
Are you hungry? How about some tacos?
-Yeah. -What kind?
Pastor.
-But it's mushroom pastor. -Whatever.
Look, this is Cameron.
-Hi. -Hello.
I'm her girlfriend.
No, that's Romina.
I'm Raiza and Romina's girlfriend.
That's not allowed.
We're allowed.
Is that a baby?
Yep, they're upstairs. Want me to get you one?
No, thanks. I'm not really into babies.
Andrea, what the heck?
I told you to stay upstairs.
What's up?
-Sorry, we gave her pastor tacos. -Great.
-They're mushroom. -Sounds great.
Come upstairs when you're done.
-See you, gals. -Bye.
-What? -She had to go see my dentist.
Do you mind?
-Do you like him? -Kind of.
Kind of?
They gave her tacos.
I'm not really hungry.
Can we talk?
Please, it'll only be a couple of minutes.
I've left Xico alone at the stand long enough.
-When will this be over? -Late.
Especially since I brought Andrea along.
I fucked up.
I overreacted when you told me what happened with Ruy.
I'm sorry.
It's just that… we kind of rushed into things.
I didn't mean to pressure you.
-You know? I'm-- -I want to be with you, Julia.
I'm a mess.
And I have to tell Andrea about us once everything settles.
But if you bear with me, we can see how it goes.
All right.
Okay, then.
Are you done, sweetie?
Come on.
The first time was
when we had our boy.
She was kind of
sad, and I lost my patience.
I didn't know what to do.
You know? Whenever I tried to reach out, I ended up taking it out on her.
I just felt helpless.
The doctor said
it was some childbirth depression and that it wasn't her fault.
But ever since then,
whenever I don't like something or don't understand,
I'm awful to her.
I don't know if it's because I went through worse when I was a kid,
until I finally ran away.
I don't want to abuse my kids.
This whole day has been eye-opening for me.
You know? It was so…
I felt the pressure to be strong…
and stuff like that.
Well…
I've never said this to anyone,
but I do wonder why my dad left us.
Maybe that's why I undermine myself, like I'm not good enough.
I'm afraid…
I've been afraid to try the things I want to do.
I'm afraid…
that I'm not a good example for my daughter,
that I've disappointed my ex-wife.
I'm afraid of not making my mom proud.
I don't know, maybe I'm not
the person
I wish I was.
From what you've told us, I think you're a good dad.
That would make me proud.
I agree with him, Ruy.
You've given a lot to your family.
Your love, your time,
your attention.
And, frankly, I'm grateful to all of you guys
for being this brave.
That speaks volumes
about your intention to grow, to be better.
Silvio, thank you.
Thank you so much.
I'm sorry, but I have to go.
I'm going to do things right.
Fuck yeah, I am!
Damn!
Hell yeah!
Thank you, Silvio!
If this keeps up, I'll be left all alone.
I guess this means no more breaks, guys. Don't want more runaways.
-Yes? -It's me.
-I'll bring her down. -Can we talk?
Fine, I'll buzz you in.
Kiddo?
Dad!
What's up, pal?
Do you want to draw?
Sure, but later, when we get home.
We have everything here.
I want to have a chat with your mom.
If you want,
I can take Andy for street corn.
Isn't it dangerous?
It's half a block away and Fausto is taking her.
Come on, Andy.
Let's get some street corn.
Come on.
-Go on. -Come with me.
I'll see you in a while, peanut.
It's hard seeing you with someone else.
You tried to take me away from our daughter's life.
Things spiraled out of control.
It's the worst thing you could've done.
To me and to Andrea.
It was so stupid of me.
Forgive me.
I don't care what the judge says.
Let's get through the visit with the therapist,
but let's figure this out together
and split the time however we want.
Deal?
Okay.
We got one for you, Dad.
Yummy! Come here.
Give me some, my hands are busy.
Okay, see you. Bye, Andy.
-Goodbye. -Bye, Ruy.
-Thanks, man. -You're welcome.
Look, Dad, it's the cops.
-Evening. -Can I help you?
You could've called to tell me I had community service.
Get in, please.
Don't worry, babe.
-I'll pick you up tomorrow. -Thanks, love.
How did she take it when the cops took her?
Fucking Ruy.
Screwing things up since 2001.
I've seen you screw things up long before that.
Don't beat yourself up, king.
King of self-pity, sucker.
-I don't want to lose Julia. -You won't lose her, man.
She's the mother of your child, moron.
You couldn't lose her if you tried.
Life's meaningless without her. There's no point, man.
Why bother doing anything?
That's your romantic love speaking, you idiot.
Tell it to
cut it out.
"Romantic love."
It fucking sucks.
You make me sick when you're in love.
You're way worse. I've seen you worse.
Way, way worse. So, shut up.
I have a crush on my mom's doctor, man!
Oh, please.
-How old is she? -Thirty.
You dog!
You sly dog.