- [people cheering] - [mariachi music playing]
Going down.
[Marigaby] Welcome to Plaza Garibaldi,
land of tequila, live music, and mariachi.
Am I right? [laughs]
Mandatory destination for international tourists.
To your right, Plaza Garibaldi.
What? You don't think I could be a tour guide? [chuckles]
But there's not a single Mexico City native
who hasn't come here to heal a broken heart.
Know what I mean? [chuckles]
[singing in Spanish]
[Marigaby] What was I saying? Oh, yeah.
This place is lit, but make no mistake, it's also family-friendly.
Although there's usually some messed-up spring breaker puking on the sidewalk.
Whoo!
I need to get-- I need to get us a refill. [laughs]
- Yeah, yeah, one more. - Get me some more of that juice.
- No, no, no, no. - You need some money?
- No way. - Yo, check this guy out.
Whoo!
Whoa.
- Thank you. - Get shocked. Get shocked.
[Marigaby] Yeah, that thing is an electrical shock machine.
And, yes, we do pay to electrocute ourselves.
It might sound crazy, but it's actually a lot of fun. What can I say?
It's part of what makes us Mexican.
- I can show you here. Come on, fella. - Fucking love Mexico.
- Hey, bro. - With you. With you.
- Let's go get shocked. - Alright, okay.
Oh, no. I'm too old for that.
No, come on. My wife won't let me. I'm on a pacemaker.
Come on, do it with us.
- No. - Just try it. It'll be fun.
- You'll dig it. - You guys are too much.
- Come on. - Alright. One...
- [all] Two... - Oh!
- And three! - [shock machine crackles]
- More, more, more, more! - Fuck!
- Are you okay? - More! More!
- More, more, more! - Turn it up!
[yelling]
- [electricity crackling, buzzing] - [tourists screaming]
INSPIRED BY THE DOCUMENTARY " MIDNIGHT FAMILY"
[playing mariachi music]
Whoo!
[bystander] Someone call an ambulance! Call them!
- Give them space! - [screams]
Oh, God! Nick!
[sobbing]
- Jonah! - Don't get too close!
[Marcus] Go easy with your gastritis, dude.
Ah, yeah.
♪ You saw that rat But you still eat crap ♪
♪ I'm here rapping But you ain't clapping ♪
♪ Fucking Julito is ugly and fat ♪
Check this out, dude. I'm still learning it.
♪ Every day I'm hustling My brain, my only muscle and... ♪
♪ Take that with the panoramic view ♪
♪ Because I got a mind so different ♪
♪ Like that or like that I like it ♪
So what? Fucking rhythm is bad.
Learn the songs, dumbass. Give us a beat.
[beatboxing]
[dance music playing on phone]
Whoo!
[Ramón] Turn that down, please.
It's like I'm at a disco.
I'm sorry, Pa.
[Carmen] Ramón. Ramón? You copy?
Where are you? Do I pick you up?
- [Ramón] Right here, Carmencita. - Three injured men at Plaza Garibaldi.
Repeat. Three injured at Garibaldi.
On our way, Carmencita.
[engine starts]
[siren wails]
- [Marcus] Let's go. - [siren wails]
- [Marigaby] Hurry up. - [Marcus] Alright, we're coming.
Where we going, Ramón?
[siren wailing]
Let's go. Come on, kid. Get out of my way.
- Come on. - [Marigaby] Take this one, Dad.
- [Ramón] I got it. - Yo! Hey, bro. Where's the accident?
- Over here, Ramón! - [Marigaby] Let's go!
- [breathing heavily] - [Julio] You okay?
- [Marigaby] What the hell? - You okay, Pop?
- [Marigaby] Hurry! Over here! Over here! - [Ramón] I don't know, son.
My ankle! We're stopping!
- Alright, see you there. - [Marcus] Let's go. Move it! Come on!
- You okay? - Thanks, buddy.
- I'm okay. - Sure?
- Yeah, sure. - Coming through! Excuse us! Fucking...!
Hey, hey, hey! Make some room! Paramedics!
- Excuse me! Excuse me! - Paramedics here! Make room!
[Marcus] Give us some room here! We're paramedics!
What happened? Oh, God.
Motherfucker. Who saw what happened here?
I saw what happened!
- What happened? - [Marigaby] Sir, can you hear me?
- [tourist] I don't know. - [Marcus] Tell me what happened.
[Marigaby] He's in cardiac arrest. He needs help.
Okay, easy. Easy, now. We'll take care of you. Alright.
- I got you. Come on. Yeah. - [Ramón panting]
- [Marigaby] How do you feel? - [Marcus] Does anyone know what happened?
[Ramón grunting]
[Marigaby] Take it nice and easy, now, okay? That's it.
[panting]
[Marigaby] I'm a paramedic, and I've got you, okay?
What's your name?
I didn't quite hear you.
- Can you maybe slow down a bit or...? - Can you help them, please?
Alright, alright, wait, wait. Did anyone, like, hurt them? Like an assault?
- Mescaline? Any drugs? - I don't know. What are you asking?
Julito, bring the collars.
Fucking hurry, dude!
- [tourist] No. Please help them. - I need to understand. What happened?
They were playing with that electric shock machine.
Those three guys got zapped and passed out.
[Marcus] Fucking tourists. Jesus Christ.
Stay there and don't move, okay?
No, no, no. Don't touch. He's been electrocuted.
- Leave him alone. - But that doesn't make sense.
- That thing can't do this. - [Marcus] That's what the white girl said.
It's safe now. All of them got shocked, but we shut down the current.
Alright, come on.
- How are they going, Dad? - Ready, Ramón?
[Marigaby] Julio!
- You alright? - [Ramón] Yeah.
Let's do this.
- Up. One, two, three. - [gasps]
- [tourist] Nick! - [bystander] He's fine, alright?
[bystander 2] Is she with them?
Young lady, listen to me. Listen. Take it easy, okay?
These men will need some medical assistance right away.
I don't know what happened.
We're going to take them to the hospital now.
- Yeah. Yeah. - Alright? Hospital. Hospital.
- Yes, please. - Good.
[siren wailing]
[Marcus, on speaker] Please move over! This is an emergency! Pull over!
[tires screech]
- [Julio] Look! Look! - Sir, how are you feeling?
- [Jonah] Not good. - Look. It looks cool.
Concentrate, dude. Connect this, yeah?
Then stop the bleeding, okay?
[Jonah] I feel dizzy. I can't feel my hands.
Hey. Is he okay?
Where are we going?
I told you, the hospital.
Jonah, do you know where they're taking us?
Jonah.
I don't know. You figure it out.
[tourist] Why does he look so tired? Are you even real doctors?
[Julio] You don't look so good.
[Marigaby] Dad, how you feeling?
[Julio] Help him. Maybe he needs air.
- [Ramón] It's alright. I've got it. - Let me do it, okay?
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine.
- What's wrong? - Nothing. I'm fine.
...17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23,
24, 25, 26, 27, 28...
CLINIC ALMENDROS
- [Marcus] Look what we've brought you. - [Marigaby] Cris, any beds available?
We're going to need a wheelchair.
- [nurse] We got him, brother. - [Marcus] Got it?
Patient's male, around 60, with cardiac arrest from electric shock.
Needs attention right away.
[Ramón, breathlessly] Male patient. 24.
Severe burn injuries.
On both arms.
Fourteen on the Glasgow Coma Scale.
Pulse 132.
- [Jonah groans] - [Marcus] Be careful.
You got him?
Alright.
- [Ramón] Male patient. - [Marcus] He's gonna be okay.
[Ramón] Third-degree burns.
Nonresponsive to stimuli.
[tourist] Is he gonna be okay?
Did you see Nick's arm? What are they gonna do with it?
What's up, man?
How did you manage to get them to pay for the ride?
- What do you mean, dude? - They were so out of it.
♪ To the hospital To see if she gets a little help ♪
Notorious BIG, little bro.
Look here.
It's a tip the gringos gave me.
Don't say a thing.
Not a thing.
[Ramón] Okay, let's pack it up.
- [Julio] You okay, Pop? - Yeah.
- Let's pick up the cash. - No, no, I got it.
- I need to speak with the doctor. - Why?
I'll tell you later.
- Ramón, they're gringos. They... - Let me handle it.
Now what?
Mmm.
With these three, your EKG's are totally paid for.
What about the blood tests?
[doctor] Oh, man.
You need another two rides to cover that payment.
But these were gringos.
- So? - They pay in dollars.
- There you go. - Mario. How are you?
I'm fine.
- Hey, Ramón. - Just a minute.
- Don't listen to your son's big ideas. - [Marcus] Ramón, ask him to pay you now.
[Mario] Besides, if those patients die, then we're all fucked.
Coronary artery bypass graft.
We can't schedule it at this hospital.
But there are some other alternatives.
So, what are they?
Modification treatments.
Antiarrhythmics.
I get the impression you take me for an idiot.
I know all about your scams.
Scam you?
You're like family to me.
Listen.
These are gonna last you about one month.
And after that, you'll owe me...
five rides.
- What, are you kidding? How do I buy food? - Hmm.
[person laughs in background]
April 28th or 29th.
[nurse] Come on, don't be an ass.
I thought you wanted a big spring wedding.
Yeah, you say that to all the girls.
- Shh. But with you, I'm serious. - [chuckles] Yeah, sure.
With me, he proposed a summer wedding.
- Ah! - Oh, come on.
Is it my fault you're all so fucking pretty?
- [cell phone chimes] - Ah, shit.
- One second. - He's getting yelled at.
[Crisis] Hey, I'm thinking about you. Hope everything's alright.
Okay. If I get yelled at, it's for a good reason.
It's your loss here, because one day I'll run off with Crisis, and I mean it.
I swear. Hmm?
BERNIE: I want to see you
I went to another party
[Marigaby sighs]
Psst.
- What'd you do this time? - Huh?
[Marigaby scoffs]
It's your tic, dude.
When you're nervous, you lick your lips all the time and hurt them.
No, it's just from the salsa.
[Marigaby sighs] What happened? You got detention again or something?
No.
Fail a class?
So what the hell did you do?
[Julio sighs]
We can all have a few secrets, can't we?
[Marigaby chuckles, sighs]
Tamayos are all alike, little man.
Wait here.
[ambulance door opens]
[ambulance door closes]
[Marigaby sighs]
If those secrets are doing harm to you,
best not to keep them in.
Hmm?
Trust me on that.
Look this way.
Breathe in, okay?
[Julio winces]
[Marigaby] I know, I know. I don't wanna hear it.
I'm good at giving advice, just not to myself.
[Marcus] It happens over and over again
and no one knows where the fucking money is at.
We're working like a bunch of idiots,
saving these fucking tourists, man, who don't pay a fucking dime.
And this kid who should be in school, for fuck's sake.
You gotta fucking listen to me.
We're been working our fucking butts off,
and we're in here putting up with all their bullshit, Ramón,
when you should be fucking kicking their asses.
How long have we been working for nothing, man?
I mean not a fucking penny, Ramón.
- You know the desk was closed. - I don't give a fuck.
- We're gonna get paid. - Oh, yeah? When, dude?
It's fucking too late, Ramón.
[through speakers] Hey, hey. Some respect for the boss.
- Back to work now. - Shut the hell up.
Go sit with your cheerleader. Defending you.
Good job, little man.
- [Marcus] Mind your fucking business. - Just get in.
[performer singing rap song in Spanish]
Good morning. How are you?
I'm well, Mrs. Josefa. You?
Good, thanks. Have a nice day.
You too.
Blastula...
Colloblast...
[rap song continues playing]
Shit!
Marcus!
- Marcus! - [song volume increases]
Dumbass!
You need to mop, asshole.
And can you turn down the music so I can study?
Shit, doctor.
Make some breakfast or something.
[Marigaby] Yeah, right.
Come on!
[Ramón grunts]
- Let's go. - Oh, just another minute.
- No, come on, now. - We have to?
- Hurry up. - [sighs]
[siren wailing]
[Ramón, through speakers] Pull over. Over.
Help us out, please.
[horn honking]
You in the van! Move over!
Why do you have the siren blasting, Pop?
These guys are in no big rush.
The cops won't stop us because they think we have patients.
Instead of dead bodies.
If I turn off the siren,
200 patrol cars will appear out of nowhere.
Hold onto this for me.
Yeah. Our little secret.
- [bell rings] - [Marigaby] You said you really love it.
- Well, so do you. - Yeah, but you fucking love it.
Girl, there's no way. Never drinking mezcal again. Never, never.
You say that every week.
Yeah, but this week Chech reminded me of it.
- No, no, no, no. -"Chech"?
- That's her nickname now. - Yeah, Chech.
- Since when? - Since the party.
- [Regina] The party. Awesome party. - The party on Saturday, right?
[Regina] No, that one was fucking funny.
[friend] I only remember you drinking shot after shot.
[Regina] One right after the other.
[friend] And after that, you were lying in the bathroom, singing...
♪ Just twerk it and cry Shake it now, shake it ♪
♪ Twerk it and cry Shake it now, shake it ♪
♪ I can't stop crying Because I wanna die ♪
♪ But not until I do it With friends passing by! ♪
Yeah!
That's the cool Chech thing. Cool. I get it.
- Hey, where are you going? - Where are you going, Gaby?
You should have a nickname too. So how about... Queen of Histology?
- Or Prodigy? - [friend 2] That's a good one.
- [Regina] That works for me. - [Marigaby] Yeah.
What party did you go to, Tamayo?
[Regina] Yeah, because the bags under your eyes are fucking enormous.
No, the bags under your eyes are fucking awesome.
For real.
I guess you went off with a group you like better than us. Am I right?
- Hey, there's that yummy Dr. Luna. - [friend 2] Who's that?
Raúl, what's up? Morning.
- Hello. - [Regina] Uh, wanna grab lunch?
[chuckles] Thanks, but I have to go teach now at another school.
Well, I'll see you tomorrow, then.
- Yeah. - Bye-bye.
- Come on, now, Regina. - What do you mean?
I got eyes on the prize, girl.
So, shall we all study at the Regi-cave today?
- [Regina] Let's do it. - [Bernardo] Tomayo, you coming?
Yeah, I'll see you later. But I got stuff to do first.
- Come on. - [Marigaby] Yeah.
- I'm coming. - Alright.
[Marigaby] See you.
[Regina] Let's get some snacks.
Yes, those two chapters, but it's not too hard.
♪ You're pathetic ♪
♪ Not only in this situation I'm athletic ♪
♪ I'm all testosterone It ain't no ethic ♪
♪ I can be as cocky as I want Thank God you're a paramedic ♪
♪ Then you can go back home In your ambulance ♪
♪ Anxiety bites me But you're only a bluff ♪
♪ They say this is a battle But you don't look so tough ♪
♪ Gonna ride my ambulance Hear the wheel go puff ♪
♪ I am taking the wheel The road ain't that rough ♪
♪ So you take the wheel That is not so necessary ♪
♪ Newbies like you come and go They always vary ♪
♪ He thinks he's quite a hunk But he looks more like a fairy ♪
♪ But having a pretty face Doesn't make you an adversary ♪
♪ Listen, my man Come on, let's shake our hands ♪
♪ I don't intend to win But my rhymes are gonna land ♪
♪ He's jealous 'cause I was The most handsome boy at school ♪
♪ He's pissed 'cause my lil' sister Said this guy is such a fool ♪
[crowd cheering]
[Marcus] Come here, bro. Yeah, man. Hell, yeah.
- You seen Crisis? - She's over there somewhere.
- [rapper] You burned me. - I don't wanna hear you bragging, Rag.
[Marcus rapping] ♪ I'm pretty comfortable ♪
♪ Like dominoes They're falling one by one ♪
Crisis!
Hey, I just wiped the floor with Rag, babe.
You just missed my flow back there.
You alright?
What is it?
So, two stripes means we scored or something?
We fucked it up. I'm pregnant.
You're fucking kidding.
My love, if we have the baby,
you're still gonna go to the United States with me, aren't you?
Because I really don't wanna stay in this country anymore, okay?
My parents and I don't fit in here or anywhere else.
There's no way I'm staying in this place.
[crowd cheering, chattering]
And who are we in the United States?
It would be the same.
Better things are gonna happen there for us, I know it.
Or not better things...
Different, at least. I mean, maybe. I don't know.
I just don't wanna stay here.
And you know it.
I guess if you leave, I'll go with you. I'll leave.
But I'm not gonna do it the way my mother did it to us.
She up and left without saying a thing.
My family needs to be told, Crisis.
You know?
[chuckles]
You good?
Yeah, I'll be okay.
And you're right.
We shouldn't be parents, not yet. Okay.
- Later. - Wait. Did I say something wrong?
Crisis, wait! Just give me a little time.
FUNERAL HOME TORRES
- I wonder what it's like. - What, dying?
No, dying with no money.
- Did he have a family? - Yeah.
But they couldn't even afford to pay for the hearse.
Thank you for helping me and bringing him here.
For so little money.
That's what friendship's all about, Chemo.
Mm-hmm. So, what's wrong?
- Can I help? - Hmm.
No, I just wanna buy a badass siren for that shitty ambulance of mine.
Oh, yeah?
That sounds like, "Whoo-ye-whoo-ye-whoo"?
No, that's for the gringas.
It goes like, "Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!" [chuckles]
Well, you know, if you wanna help out around here in the mornings,
I'd welcome it.
And also if you wanted to tell me the truth.
[Ramón] Let's go.
[Ramón sighs]
You look like you went for a run. You're all sweaty.
It's hot outside.
I thought you said you were hungry.
It smells weird. It kinda smells a little like, you know...
Corpses?
No.
I think it's the chorizo.
Really funky.
Go on, try it.
Hey, Pop, can the spirits of all dead people get trapped inside here?
Or maybe get stuck up there on the roof?
Maybe that's why they can't get to heaven.
- [Ramón chuckles] - Could that be why there's still an odor?
Hey, if you're worried about that,
maybe we should give the old ambulance a holy water cleansing.
To get rid of any bad vibes.
Yeah.
[Marigaby] For sure, there are things you enjoy way more when they're secret.
Doctor. Raúl.
[Marigaby] It's pretty dope to know they belong to you, and only you.
Isn't it?
You know he likes you.
Who does?
Your friend there.
What? No, he doesn't.
[Ramón] Today is our day, right?
Take it over there.
Go on.
Sorry, where were we?
No. [chuckles]
Okay, let's do this.
Hey, Pop!
- We're out of holy water! - Huh?
There's no more holy water!
[exhales]
Add in... three drops of chlorine, two drops holy water,
and send those dead spirits directly to heaven.
[cell phone chimes]
Girl, you made it!
- I said I'd be here. - Yeah, but you always say that.
- Fuck, Regina. Please. - Come on up.
[Marigaby] You leaving?
[Regina] I wanna show you the room that became available.
- You might want it. - [Marigaby] I want it.
Looks like they're studying hard.
- How are you? - Great. You?
- So, hey, wasn't the plan to study? - And bust this hangover.
[friend] Marigaby. You're a sight for sore eyes.
[Marigaby] Hey. What's up?
[friend 2] Yeah, you want a beer?
- No, I'm okay. - [friend 2] Sure?
Yeah.
Is there coffee?
- Coffee? Really? - Coffee, girl.
- Yeah, in the kitchen. - Right. Thanks.
[friend 2] I haven't seen her today. I think she's been working.
Well, I'm glad to see you here.
[chuckles]
Well, I'm glad to see you here too.
I didn't know how much you like dancing because you never told me.
What can I say?
- Guess I'm a rare specimen. - I see.
[Bernardo] Seriously?
I don't have much time.
I have to do stuff with my family later.
Like what?
Work and errands.
Things aren't easy at home these days.
Any way I can help?
[chuckles]
No, thanks.
But you know what?
What I wanna do is relax and disconnect,
have some fun.
Like you in there.
You looked super duper busy, busting some moves.
Yeah.
Well, I'm here now.
Want some?
- [Marigaby chuckles] - Perfect.
[Marigaby] Let's do this.
Well, salud.
Salud.
[Marigaby] Mmm.
- What you were doing there... - Mm-hm?
Wasn't dancing.
What are you talking about?
- That wasn't dancing. - You think that wasn't dancing?
No, but I can show you if you let me.
- Oh, you can show me? - Unless you're afraid.
I'm not afraid.
- Well, come on. - Alright. Let's go.
[Marcus] Shit, I'm a fucking artist, kid.
[Julio] It's fucking hideous.
[Marcus] At least someone in this family has talent, bro.
[Julio] It's witchcraft, isn't it?
Hey. Just this once and never again. It's to bring us some work.
Besides, you washed the ambulance with holy water, right?
So we're protected.
- Light it up, bro. - Why?
A favor from the devil.
That's it.
Devil, oh devil, come, be evil.
Help us out. Let someone be in peril.
Oh, shit.
Now extinguish it with the holy water.
A ton of little accidents now.
A shit load of cash, and everyone's safe.
Put it out.
Hey, bro, what if it's not holy water?
Don't even say that. Why wouldn't it be?
Sanctify yourself.
What's up, Dad?
[Ramón] Hey, baby girl.
Hey. Is this some kind of ritual or something?
[Marcus] Sis, I can smell you from here. Somebody had a good time.
[Marigaby] Mmm.
[Julio] Oh!
[Marcus] You need a breath mint, doc.
[both grunting]
- [Marcus] Come on, you little shit! - Ah!
[Julio grunting]
[horn honks]
[Julio grunts]
[horn honks]
See, bro? What did I tell you?
- Bless the devil, man! - [Carmen] Emergency on...
[Marcus] Kiss my ass, motherfuckers!
- [engine starts] - [siren wailing]
Let's go, Ramón!
[siren wailing]
♪ Step aside And let me through ♪
♪ I'm a paramedic Not a criminal ♪
[Marcus] Ramón, you missed the turn.
- Ramón? - [horn honking]
Ramón!
- [horn honks] - [bystander] Hey! Watch out!
- [Marigaby] What the fuck? - [tires screeching]
- [Julio] What the hell? - [Marigaby] What happened?
- [Ramón grunts] - [horns honking]
[horn honks]
[tires squealing]
- [Marigaby] Marcus! - [Julio] What's happening?
- [Ramón grunts] - Shit. What the hell?
- You okay? - Yeah.
- Ramón. Ramón! - [Marigaby] Is he alright?
- Ramón! - What's going on?
He's not responding. It's a fucking heart attack.
- Help me move him. - Can you hear me, Dad?
Tell me what's going on. We're coming.
Get the stretcher ready, Julio.
- [driver] You alright? You guys okay? - Ramón! Help us, help us!
- Marigaby, help me. Here! - [Marigaby] Coming!
The stretcher! Fuck! Hold on.
The stretcher, Julio!
[Marcus] Go get the stretcher, sis. I got him. I got him.
Shit! Be right back.
- The fucking stretcher, Julio! - [Marcus] Ramón!
- [Julio breathing heavily] - [Marigaby] Help me! Help me, Julio!
[Marcus] Shit.
Hey, a little help!
Right here. Down. Put it down!
[Ramón breathing heavily]
- [Marigaby] Help us! - [Marcus] Faster!
- [Marigaby] Help us! - Down. Down! Right there.
- [Marigaby] Come on. - [Ramón grunts]
- [Marcus] That's it. - One.
- Two. Three! - [Ramón grunts]
[Marigaby] Let's go.
[Marcus] Alright, lift him up on the count of three, okay?
- One, two... - [Marigaby] One, two, three.
[Marcus] Push him. Push him in! Good.
[Marigaby] We good?
- [Marcus] Let's fucking go. Thank you! - Thank you!
Come on, Julio. Get in.
- [Marigaby] Let's go! - [Marcus] Coming.
[siren wailing]
White van, please, pull over now. It's an emergency!
Help me. Get the oxygen and give him all of it, okay?
Go!
Come on, Julio!
- Is he conscious? - He has an arrhythmia.
Arrange everything for a cannulation, Julio.
Marcus, take him to Central Hospital.
[Marcus] No way. It's too far.
Don't argue. Just take us there.
In the red sedan! Pull over!
- This is an emergency! - He's losing consciousness.
Text message this number and say "My dad had a heart attack."
- [Marcus] Don't fuck with me. - [Marigaby] Now, goddammit!
He's in cardiac arrest.
- [Marcus] Please, please, move your car! - [Marigaby] Come on, Dad. You'll be okay.
You'll be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
[breathing heavily]
[Marigaby] Come on, Papa. Please.
I have a pulse.
You're gonna be okay, Daddy.
[no audible dialogue]
[Marigaby] Hurry! Hurry!
[Marcus] Ramón!
[Marigaby] We're at the hospital, Dad. You're gonna be okay. Easy, now.
[Dr. Luna] Hey. Calm down.
What happened to him?
I just got his pulse back. He's got 60, 40, and 50 bpm.
How long was he in arrest?
I don't know. About 10 minutes maybe.
- Let us handle this, okay? - But...
It's my fault for fucking around with the devil, I know it.
No, it's on me.
For drinking the holy water without saying anything.
What?
I drank up the whole bottle of holy water at the funeral home after soccer.
Why were you there?
- For the medicine Pop needs. - What medicine, Julio?
You knew he had trouble with his heart?
But he said it was our secret and he'd be just fine.
No way, bro, 'cause families don't have secrets, right?
Julio, you have to tell us those things. It doesn't matter what you promised.
You understand that this is a matter of life and death
that we may have prevented, hmm?
He's gonna live, though, right?
He will. He's Ramón Tamayo.
Sorry.
[sniffles]
Who are you calling?
- Our mother. - Come on, doc. Really?
Why call fucking Leticia?
- She won't care anyway. - It's important to her, okay?
No, it's not important to her.
You know if hasn't been for at least three years or more.
- [sighs] - We don't matter to her.
We do matter to her.
She said to Pop that she'd help with the money if I went to go live with her,
but I bailed because I got scared.
When did you visit her, Julio?
And why didn't you tell us?
- The woman has no fucking shame, you know? - [cell phone chimes]
There's news about Dad.
- [Dr. Luna] Hey. - [gasps]
How bad is it?
Your father had a ventricular fibrillation.
He has chronic heart disease.
We managed to stabilize him, but it wasn't easy.
- Are you following me? - Yeah, yeah.
[Dr. Luna] He needs to be admitted to cardiology.
Does he have insurance?
No.
He needs surgery, right? No other option?
He's going to need catheterization.
After that, we'll know if he needs a bypass.
He has severe and advanced atherosclerosis.
It's not cheap and I'm not sure how long before we can schedule his surgery,
if we can get him signed up for national insurance.
What can we do in the meantime?
[sighs] We'll give him anticoagulants and nitroglycerin for the time being.
But it's a high-risk surgery.
He could have another cardiac event or a heart attack
with even minimal exertion.
He needs strict bed rest.
Okay. [sniffles] I see.
I wish I could do more for you, but I'm not a cardiologist.
Thank you for helping my family.
But...
he's gonna live, right?
I can't promise you anything.
[Marigaby] Although secrets aren't the problem. No.
The problem is thinking the other person can't handle the truth,
and you aren't ready to have that decision made for you.
And for real, I don't know if we're ready to be without my dad.
[breathes deeply]
Subtitling: DUBBING BROTHERS