Don't Blame Karma! (2022) - full transcript

My curse didn't start
in a mystic Egyptian tomb...

...or in a Mayan temple.

It started at a children's party.

And as usual, it all started with Lucy,

my sister.

All she had to do was smile,
and she could get anything.

Here's Lucy's cake!

So to balance what genetics
had simply denied me,

I came up with a cunning
and slightly evil plan.

Make a wish, Lucy.

- No, Sara, don't... Hey!
- No! No!



I just stole your wish.

That's fine. Then I'm gonna steal
all your wishes, but forever! Ugh!

- Hey, hey!
- Sara, no...

And since that fateful day...

...everything changed. Everything!

- Morning, Lucy.
- Hi, Sara!

- Is that her sister?
- I think so.

Ugh! It was so annoying,
I begged my parents to change schools.

Goodbye, Lucy. Goodbye, bad karma.

Hello, Aarón!

Everything was perfect.

By the way, I have a surprise for you.

Really?

- Okay.
- You actually made this?



- I did.
- Sara...

Finally, Lucy's curse had ended.

Sara, you're...

Love was knocking at my door.

You are...

- you're my best friend.
- Or not.

I guess my terrible bad luck
wasn't going away.

♪ You gotta go balls to the wall! ♪

♪ Balls! ♪

♪ Balls! ♪

♪ You gotta go balls to the wall! ♪

♪ Balls! ♪

♪ Balls! ♪

♪ You gotta go balls to the wall! ♪

- Uh... answer it. It may be...
- My sister.

His family moved to Monterrey,
and I never saw him again.

Aarón. My first great love.

♪ I'm gonna chew you up, girl ♪

He got his first hit

and beat all sales records.

He became super famous
and traveled around the world.

♪ You're my bubblegum ♪

- Sara?
- Hello?

Hey, sis!

And Lucy also became,
like, super famous.

Her beauty conquered all the catwalks,

and now she's the favorite model
of many high-end brands.

Mm-hmm, they're both super famous,

and me...

Well, here I am, in Mérida.

With a really wonderful store
that makes about...

Seven hundred bucks.

Which is enough to buy more t-shirts
and print more bombas.

Here.

- This is a bomba.
- A bomb?

No. It's not a bomb bomb that goes...

- What about your clothing brand?
- Oh, Sacni. That's just a fantasy.

You gave up on your pact, Sarita.

I didn't give up on anything, Sacni.

Of course not.
I'm just living a stable life...

- Hmm!
- ...very peaceful...

- In a house in ruins.
- ...to purge my bad karma.

That's fine. Then I'm gonna steal
all your wishes, but forever! Ugh!

Sara.

Sara?

Open the door. It's Lucy!

Sara! Sis!

Ugh! Where is she?

My sister, Miss perfect.

Always interrupting.

Found it.

It's an aquamarine from the Himalayas.

It's for good luck, sis.

Hmm. The one
you shamelessly stole from me.

Hmm?

How nice, Lucy. Thanks.

Sari, we have to catch up.
I want to know it all.

How are you and Gilberto?
How's the boutique?

Roberto.

- Hello!
- I'm on it.

Hello, baby girl!
Mommy and daddy are here!

Hey! This is gorgeous, Mom.

- And it's great for the heat here.
- My God! It's incredible.

Oh my God, Sarita. Your grandma's house
looks like a dump, sweetie.

Everything is falling apart.
You said you would remodel it.

Mom, I thought you were splitting up?

I'm getting married! I'm engaged!

- Getting married?
- You?

- Are you really splitting up?
- No.

Your mom has a lover
and wants an open relationship.

- What do you mean open?
- I do not have a lover yet.

- It's the possibility of having a lover.
- What?

They hooked up online.
Just imagine how many STDs this guy has.

Honey, tell me, are you pregnant?

What? No. Mom, I'm in love.

They're meeting here in Mérida,
and he'll be wearing a green shirt.

- Okay, why...
- Stop!

Lucia, who's your fiancé?
A man or a woman, huh?

- Don't change the subject.
- Why don't you mull over

the possibility
of Sara getting married first?

Oh my God! Enough!

How about I take you to your rooms now,

and tomorrow, we can talk about this?

- Fine.
- Come on.

I don't want a divorce.

Sari, thanks
for giving me your bedroom.

Between the news
of our parents and this jet lag,

I really need to rest.

Do you want extra sheets?

No way, I don't need sheets.

I'm gonna sleep naked.
This heat is absolutely foul.

Oh my God, sis, I'm getting married!

So cool.

Hey, Dad.
What are you doing in here?

It's just that

she doesn't want me sleeping with her.

Are you serious?

- Hmm.
- Is it true, Mom?

You actually kicked Dad out of the room?

That's so low.

I did it because your dad
can't cut the discussion.

He's being insufferable
because I want an open relationship.

Please, Mom,
just get this thing over and done with.

- Your daughter's getting married.
- Yes.

- That's more important.
- I know.

With her beauty and charisma,
it took her long enough!

- But of course others take longer, right?
- Oh my God!

Goodnight, Mom. I love you.

Goodnight, sweetie. Thank you.

What...

- Can you hear me?
- Tell her I'm happy for her.

So what... Huh?

Jeez, it's delayed.

But can you hear me, my love?

Yeah, perfectly. I was telling you that...

That... That... That...

...your parents.

My parents?

Uh-huh.

I...

Something like obviously,
because of her charisma and beauty,

she was taking too long, blah, blah...

Lame, right?

Well, I guess that...
I guess that...

Hurry up, Dad!

He'll be here soon.

Hello.

You must be Lucy's sister.

I'm her fiancé.

- Mmm.
- How are you?

- Aarón?
- Sara?

Sara!

Is it you or just a resemblance?

Seriously?

Sarita.

- Sara!
- I can't believe it.

What?

Are you really...
For real, are you actually...

- You honestly are...
- My handsome fiancé!

- Oh, baby!
- My precious.

- Baby! I'm so glad you're here!
- How are you?

- You are so beautiful.
- Oh!

The curse is true.
She's keeping all my wishes.

Listen, this moment
is absolutely special for me, guys.

You truly have no idea...

Ugh. Sari? Thanks.

Sari, Aarón.

- Aarón, Sari.
- You won't believe this.

I need you to become the best of friends.

We've already been best friends in school!

- What?
- Sari, sarsaparilla!

- What? You know each other?
- My dear Sari.

- You're kidding me, right?
- Good morning!

- General.
- For real?

- You remember me?
- Morning.

Wasn't he your best friend...

- High school! Best pals!
- ...in junior high?

- That's right.
- Wasn't he that little shit...

But I turned into the shit.

You are staying for breakfast,
right?

That's what I came for.

Why don't you go get dressed
and fix your beautiful hair nicely? Okay?

What are we drinking, Mom?

I'm making a mimosa.

- Sari, sarsaparilla!
- Cheers, Mom.

Sarsaparilla!

Sara, aren't you eating with us?

Sara!

- I'm okay!
- You okay?

That's what you get
for not keeping up with the house.

- You scared me.
- Where will you sleep?

- Me?
- With me. Who else?

In my room?

Give me a sec, okay?
It won't take long. I'm sorry.

- Fucking shit.
- You swear you're not hurt?

- Are you all right?
- Hang this here...

I'm fine. Just fine. It's nothing.

Why are you so nervous?
Is there anything I can do?

Of course I'm not nervous.
Why would I be nervous?

It's the caffeine. This is how I get...

Hey, Sara, Sara! Just breathe, sis.

Please stop.

Look.

I know that being bullied in school
hurt you, sis.

Okay? But...

Was it Aarón?

- It was him. That's why you're like this.
- No.

- I'm sure that's why...
- Lucy, please. Turn it down a notch.

Just calm down, okay?
Because you are both welcome to stay.

Your house is my house...
I mean, my house is your house.

Life's peachy. Cool. Bye.

Um, but...

You know what? Just a tiny favor.

Don't act like you know me, Lucy,
because you don't me at all.

Pfft!

Listen, Sacni. How fast do you think...

How fast can we set up a clearance sale?

Can I eat my breakfast?

No. I just think
I have to leave town soon.

- Why?
- Due to force majeure.

On second thought,
I think I need to leave the country.

- The planet.
- What's wrong with you?

- Tsk. Why are you down there, Sara?
- Oh, wait. I'll call you back.

So, this was your grandma's house,
and now it's your business?

Yeah. Um, a very successful business.

Uh, how about you?
I heard somewhere that you're a...

- a model or something?
- A model? No.

A singer.

- Solo artist.
- Right, a singer. Of course. That's right.

Well, I became a businesswoman.

"As I wandered by a graveyard
I heard death yelling at me,

'If you won't let me have it,
then at least let me see.'" Bomba!

Frankly, they practically sell themselves.

Hmm?

I always knew
you'd design something avant-garde.

Right. Because you're now
Mr. Famous and Amazing.

Not as much as you. Look, your fans
are waiting for you outside.

The store's closed!

Later, please.

- Do you need to open?
- Hello?

No. No.

- Is that okay?
- Yes. Uh, Aarón. Aarón who?

- Star?
- Aarón Star. It's written on me.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Hmm... Well, I'll leave you to...

- to attend your legion of fans.
- Thanks, brother-in-law.

Open up your store as you usually do.

And...

- Well, let's catch up later.
- Will do, bro.

Bye.

- Okay. Bye.
- Bye.

Yoo-hoo, ma'am. Is anyone there?

Is it open?

Check it out, Sarita! Look!

Yucatán Fashion Fest.

So, are we going or what?

No. You know I'm completely done
with all the fashion stuff.

Sarita, you haven't even tried yet.

It's unbelievable, Sarita, honey,

that you're convinced you have bad karma
and that Lucy is to blame.

But why?

She's a witch, right?

No way! Even worse.

She's a model.

Here you are.

Thank you.

Salud.

You know that when I drink
I lose complete control. So, no.

Go ahead, lose it.
That's exactly what you need, huh?

- To have dreams again!
- Oh my gosh.

Some other day. I swear.
We'll have drinks soon, okay?

Right now,
I'm only interested in being alone.

Alone, okay?

Creatures of light, you have no idea
of how thrilled I am

that you'll finally be able
to meet my family.

Who's she talking to?

- Let me introduce you...
- To her fans.

- What?
- ...to the hottest mom in the world.

- Hello, everyone!
- That looks yummy.

And there's my dad. Say hi, Papi.

You look so handsome
with those sunglasses!

And here I want you to meet Sari,

my older sister.

I have to tell you that she's not only
the best designer in the world,

she's my best friend forever.

Since we were little, we've looked like
identical twins. She's pretty, right?

- They look like me.
- Of course.

- Yes!
- I love your work, ma'am.

They say I'm ugly.

- Show some respect.
- Stop nagging. Look at the camera.

OMG, the time... The time has come.

I'm very nervous, but...

Okay, I wanna
finally share with you the reason

I have decided
to gather today with my family,

and you, my followers, of course,

in Mérida, my grandmother's hometown.

May she rest in peace.

- My dear mother-in-law.
- I miss her a lot.

- Baby, should I say it or you?
- You, you, you.

- Are you sure?
- You do it. Please.

It's just that... I can hardly breathe.

But, okay, anyway. Oh my God.

My baby and I are...

are getting married!

When is the wedding?

Let's get out of here
before the crowd gets crazier.

Oh my God. Please don't do that.

Aarón Star!

Why are you hiding here too?

- Aarón!
- Has someone told you

that Aarón Star is officially
the worst artist name in the universe?

My manager picked it.
I had nothing to do with it.

Who is your manager? Your mother?

I mean, really, dude.

Who even are they?

I think some reggaeton band.

I like Punk Flamingos better.

Yeah, well, me too.

Thank you! We're the Punk Flamingos!

This is all thanks to you.

Okay. Let's get you out.

- Yes, please.
- Let's go that way.

- Okay?
- Yeah.

You go that way. Oh!

I said that way. Why don't you listen?

Cover your face, dummy.

You really know how to make Aarón laugh.

- Me?
- Yes.

I saw you running together
at the restaurant and...

Tell me, what makes him laugh?

I'm sure you know what makes him laugh.
He's your fiancé, right?

Well, it's just that... I met him...

Less than a month ago.

What?

Actually, we've been in a relationship
for months, okay?

But he was in Spain, and I was in Nepal.

You know, face-to-face,
we've been together

for three weeks...

and two days.

Oh my God.

It's up to you
to end this charade.

If you don't want to help your sister,
help yourself, pelaná.

And for Aarón Star.

That's called envy, Sacni.

Disloyalty. And that's not me.

I don't want to burn in freaking hell.

Are you a Christian now?

If the priest were to find out what you do
on your virtual dates with Roberto.

Say my name!

- Can you see how wet I am?
- Yes!

Come on, baby, say my name!

- "Do you want me wet, baby boy?"
- Shut up, Sacni!

- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

What' the hell?
How do you know about that?

And besides, you said it yourself.

I have a boyfriend.

But when was the last time
you saw him in person?

Listen, Sarita.

I know that you love Roberto,

but there's nothing more fake
than virtual love.

Oh, I love this one.

Mm-hmm.

- It was amazing.
- This is my special dish.

Try it. You'll love it.

- What is it?
- A dip.

No, wait, wait, wait!
Are you still allergic to shrimp?

- Mm-hmm. Yes. It is real shrimp?
- What? Really?

Careful, you'll kill him
before the wedding.

Baby, I didn't know you're allergic.

- Haven't you seen my shrimp?
- Hey! So crass.

- The one I've got tattooed.
- Babe, my parents.

- Stop that. Wait.
- It reminds me that I'm allergic.

This one?

It's just like the ones Sara use to draw
for her decorations when she was little.

Sara drew on me
every day in school.

- For real?
- With a pen.

Remember, they were always hanging out?

They used to roll around in the cloth...

- Mom, stop.
- What do you mean roll around in cloth?

- That's weird.
- You were too little.

- We only laid down on the cloth.
- Sara, oh my God!

- It's your hand.
- Yeah.

No, no, no. Wait a sec. Seriously, sis.
This is a masterpiece.

- You were a genius.
- What was this technique called?

Cyanotype.
They develop in sunlight.

I'm amazed you kept
all of this since high school.

I've got an idea.

- This is amazing.
- Oh no. Please, don't start.

- No, no. I have got a super idea.
- All right, enough.

Amore mio!

- Oh!
- Come to my arms, pretty please.

- I can't believe my eyes.
- Come to me. Come to me. Come to me.

- Ah!
- Yes!

Sari, let me introduce you to Colavita.

Arturo Colavita?

- Mm-hmm.
- Uh-huh.

But he's super famous.

Wow, it is such an honor!

- Pleased to meet you.
- I don't touch people, honey.

Oh!

Get a couple for our guests.

Please sit down. Go ahead.

Baby, tell me everything.

Do you have a collection for Fashion Fest?

Uh, I did.

But then I paid a visit
to that bitch Marina Abramóvich,

in Sarajevo...

- Oh, wow.
- Mm-hmm.

And she made me doubt myself.

I don't know.

She stole my inspiration.

- Did she really?
- You. Inspire me. She did.

I understand perfectly.
I'm familiar with that feeling.

Well, then brace yourself,

because I'm about to introduce you
to the person that will save your life.

- No, forget it. It's all done.
- Lucy!

I'm not showing just any shawl.

- Ta-da!
- Lucy!

Look at this.

Local design?

No, no, no. Zenotype. Yeah?

No. Cyanotype.

Cyanotypes. Whatever.
They develop with sunlight.

- Can you... can you stand it?
- Wow!

They've got something.

But we need finer fabrics.

- Because this is a piece of rag.
- Hey, hey. No. No.

- Control yourself. Don't be a bitch.
- It's fine.

Don't be a bitch.

- No?
- They're made

by the one and only talented designer

who is creating the dress for my wedding.

- I... What are you talking about?
- Yes.

Honey, you don't know how big
the wedding is going to be, sweetheart.

This is huge.
Trust me. It's out of control.

Everybody is talking about it.
It's just so crazy.

And you, my love, listen to me.

- You need this star on that runway.
- Lucia!

Listen, I...

- No, Lucy!
- I need her?

- Totally, babe.
- Of course not.

I don't know what you're trying to pull,
but there's no way it'll happen.

- Sari! Relax.
- No, never! No.

Sara Escribano!
Where are you going?

- She your sister?
- Yeah.

- I love her attitude!
- I love her.

I know. She's the best.

I totally need her
for Fashion Fest!

And after that we can start
the techno section and blend it together.

So it'd be getting a mix
of the boleros and techno.

Yeah, it's kind of mellow.
I don't know if the label will like it.

I don't care if they don't like it.
It's what I'd like to do.

The plan is to launch it as a surprise.
They won't even notice, man.

- Fine. Let's record it.
- I knew you'd do it.

Okay, hit it.

There.

♪ I know what I've always wanted to be ♪

♪ Yeah, all I want to do ♪

♪ Is dance without end ♪

♪ With you until morning comes ♪

♪ What I've always wanted to be ♪

♪ All I want to do ♪

♪ Is dance without end ♪

♪ With you until morning comes ♪

♪ And where have we hidden ♪

♪ All of those dreams
We had as children? ♪

♪ They never took off ♪

♪ They never left the nest ♪

♪ I know what I've always wanted to be ♪

♪ Yeah, all I want to do ♪

♪ Is dance without end ♪

♪ With you until morning comes ♪

- A margarita, all right, man?
- Yes.

- Please make it a double.
- Of course.

I have to leave this place.

Fly away. Like, far, far away.

- Like Europe?
- No, man, not Europe.

Further away.

I don't know. Australia?

Vietnam?

- The Philippines?
- Exactly.

- Here.
- Thank you.

What you really need is a bandera.

Not a simple margarita.

That's for teenagers on... spring break.

- A bandera, please.
- Yep.

Tequila, lemon, sangrita.

- Coming up.
- I can't drink that bandera thing.

- Oh, come on now. In fact, make it two.
- No.

We'll get two. Like in the good old times.

'Cause high school
is old times now, right?

Fuck, that's prehistoric.

Are you following me, or what the fuck?

Yeah. No, no. I, um...

And you? Are you running away from me?

Me?

Please, Sara.
Why won't you talk to me like before?

Because it's different now.

And besides, where is... Lucy?

Thank you very much.

Wait, are you, uh...

Yeah.

At your service.

Oh my God.

- Do you know the lyrics?
- The whole song.

Really?

♪ I'm gonna chew you up, girl ♪

What's that? "Chew you up, mami?"

No way.

Here comes the best part.

♪ You're my bubblegum ♪

♪ You're my cinnamon gum ♪

Oh God!

♪ You're spicy, but delicious ♪

♪ Mmm ♪

♪ You're my cinnamon gum, baby ♪

♪ I won't stop
Until my tongue goes numb ♪

This brother knows it by heart.

- Cheers to you.
- Wow. I admit it.

A work of art, man.

A work of art. Art very well executed,
made for the new generation.

Artsy. Really artsy.

- Cheers.
- Yeah, it deserves a shot.

- To our inspiration.
- To creativity.

Are you afraid to get in the water?
What the hell?

Aarón laughs]

You. Get in.

♪ ...cinnamon gum ♪

♪ You're spicy, but delicious ♪

♪ Mmm ♪

♪ You're my cinnamon gum, baby ♪

- ♪ I won't stop until my tongue... ♪
- What?

I want you.

Eh... uh...

Huh?

I want you to have
a very happy life with my sister.

Wait. No. That's a wish.

Okay, no. I mean,
I want you to have unhappiness.

- What?
- That's a real word, right?

Unhappiness? How could you even wish that?

- What are you saying, Sara?
- Wait. Let me explain.

No, I don't want you to be unhappy.
Listen, okay...

- I can't wish anything.
- What are you talking about, Sara?

When I was a child,
my ability to wish was stolen

because my wishes come true,
but for someone else,

while awful things happened to me.

So that's why I'm wishing
that you're like, super unhappy,

so the opposite happens to you. Hmm.

That's why you didn't take
the fashion show?

That's correct.

- But I'm serious. It's a perilous curse.
- No, no, no. No way.

It's awful.

Where are you going?

We're just having a chat. Get in here.

Who are you calling?

- Colavita.
- No! Please don't!

- No, no, no, no, no!
- Whatever you say.

I order you to stop dialing those numbers.

Dial my ass, okay?

No, wait!

Let's make a deal.
You can design, and I can sing.

Don't... What you're doing
is very dangerous.

Come on! No, I'm serious.

Sara, what you've just said
is the most ridiculous thing

I've ever heard in my fucking life.

Horrible things will happen.

- Nothing's gonna happen, Sara.
- Seriously!

- Horrible things will happen to me.
- Sara.

- Stop, I'm gonna cry.
- Say yes, okay?

- Let's do it together.
- Okay. Okay, okay, okay.

Oh! Ugh!

- Yeah? It'll be great.
- All right.

Okay, fine, all right.

Fashion Fest here we go!

What the hell!

You're such an asshole.

Ugh! I'm starving!

- These remind me...
- Cheers. Cheers.

- Cheers.
- Like those hot dogs from school.

Yeah.

Her name was Mrs. Fur.

You're right.

You'd always find her hair
in your hot dog.

Whoo! Great song.

Makes me sweat.

Let's see if you remember the lyrics.

Hey, honestly,

this song brings back... bad memories.

- Bad?
- Uh-huh.

- Why bad?
- Just 'cause.

Just 'cause?

♪ Time passed by ♪

No, no, no, no.

♪ Like a shooting star ♪

No.

♪ And our love passed away ♪

♪ For no reason, baby ♪

No, mister.

♪ I'd like to go back ♪

♪ To that time once again ♪

No, stop it. Stop it.

♪ But I can't ♪

♪ Without your love ♪

♪ I don't know what to do with myself ♪

♪ Without your love ♪

Come on, Sara, sing.

♪ Without your love ♪

♪ The world falls all around me ♪

♪ Baby ♪

♪ I'd like to love you again
Want you again ♪

♪ To have you near me again, girl ♪

♪ My eyes cry for you ♪

♪ I'd like to love you again
Want you again ♪

♪ To have you near me again, girl ♪

♪ My eyes cry for you ♪

♪ I miss you so much
I can't deny it ♪

♪ I don't know how
You could walk out of my life ♪

♪ You tore up my heart
Like a piece of paper ♪

♪ You played with my life
And now I ask myself, why? ♪

♪ Why did I have
To fall in love with you? ♪

♪ To love you like I did
And to lose you? ♪

♪ I don't believe it's fair
In the eyes of God ♪

♪ I gave you so much love
And you paid me back with pain ♪

♪ But someday you'll realize
What I felt for you ♪

♪ And you'll think of me
Even when I'm far away ♪

♪ Now all I have left are memories ♪

♪ And in my heart
A voice that says, "I love you" ♪

♪ Without your love ♪

♪ I don't know what to do with myself ♪

♪ Without your love ♪

- ♪ I don't know my destiny ♪
- ♪ Without your love... ♪

Did you accept?

I said yes.

- She accepted. She accepted.
- Yay! Baby.

- You did it!
- Surprise, huh?

Surprise!

- It's her boyfriend.
- Why are you here?

- Her boyfriend?
- He came to surprise her.

Isn't that super sweet?

Hey, ya.

Honey.

Kill me.

Lucy...

What the fuck is with your eye bags?

My dear Lucy, trust me,

in this moment, the least of my problems

is the current state
of the bags under my eyes.

I know my people.
I know you care about that.

Especially now
that your boyfriend is here.

- Oh. Roberto.
- Yeah.

- He came, right?
- He did.

- Where did he sleep?
- Just relax, sis.

- Where is he?
- It's okay, Sari. Just chill.

- I'll put this on you.
- Oh, please wait. Please wait.

Water, water, water, water, water.

Ta-da.

Oh, I love you. Thank you.

What the fuck?

You happen to be exactly like our grandma.

She said Mérida's heat
made her an alcoholic.

What's your excuse?

- Oh no, Lucy.
- No, no. Come here.

If you could see yourself in the mirror,
I swear you'd cry.

- No, no. Let me be.
- Come here.

That song
came from your muses, right?

Yeah. And that lettuce
came from your orchard, right?

- Good one.
- Dad, are you cooking?

- Good morning.
- What's that?

You look like the Phantom of the Opera.

Yeah, so creepy.

- Let's see how they came out.
- Thank you, papi.

- Good morning.
- Oh, hi!

- Hey, babe.
- Sit down, have some breakfast.

Sit. Uh, hey. Listen, Aarón Star...
Sorry, that's my chair.

- Sorry. Didn't know they were assigned.
- No, it's okay. Stay there.

- Just kidding. I'll get another one.
- No, please.

- Dude, don't...
- Please, allow me.

I'm fine. I'll sit here.

No, please. It's the same.

Careful, please.
The wicker is super fragile.

Yeah, I'll sit down,
like, really carefully.

- Dad, don't exaggerate.
- Here's your coffee.

Thanks a lot. Thanks.

Okay. Now, Bobby, we have an announcement.

- What?
- Wedding time.

Awesome! Congratulations.
When did you do it?

- We haven't yet.
- We're going to get married.

- We'll do it here.
- Here? In the living room?

You'll need more chairs then.

No, here in Mérida. In the awesome
hacienda. Absolutely gorgeous.

And guess who's making my gown.

Um... who?

- Just guess.
- Um, Mitsy.

No!  Sara Escribano.

My God! Honey, congratulations.
That's just perfect. Wow.

Being married is horrible!

- What's your problem?
- Are you serious?

Mom, please talk to him.

You're never getting married, right?

- Dad, don't.
- Promise me you won't.

Give me your word, Roberto.

- Sacni.
- Good morning, Sara Escribano.

We have to hurry
and make a wedding gown for my sister,

two hundred million accessories,

and a collection for Fashion Fest.

You accepted?

Yeah!

Congratulations. Yay.

It'll be so cool.

You asked for a deposit, right?

Oh, shit.

OPEN

CLOSED

So, what are you girls doing?

- Shoo!
- Man!

Yes.

♪ All I want to do is dance ♪

Aarón?

Is this a serenade?

♪ With you until morning comes ♪

Then we change the melody
in the second verse.

♪ They never took off ♪

♪ They never left the nest ♪

♪ Whoa oh ♪

Hey, guys?

What's up?

What's up?

- Uh...
- Is it loud?

I'm just trying to sleep.

- Okay.
- Okay.

You're sleeping downstairs tonight.

- Okay?
- Fine.

Good.

Uh, please make sure
you close the... the back door.

- Don't forget.
- Yeah, of course.

- The room where you're going to sleep.
- Okay.

- But for real, shut it completely.
- Mm-hmm.

All right.

- Good night, Sari.
- Sleep well.

- Mwah!
- See you tomorrow.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- And then it's like...
- Okay.

♪ I want to go out that evening
And make a miracle happen ♪

♪ I want to pluck a star from the sky
To light my cigarette with ♪

♪ Turn the world in my hand ♪

♪ Like it were a basketball ♪

♪ I want to keep your smile in my mind
Like when you had braces ♪

Huh? Baby, wait a minute.

I never wore braces.

Uh, that's just some, um, bad metaphor.

- Hmm.
- Because your smile is so perfect.

Mmm.

Can we talk now?

- Ow.
- Oh!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Oh, my bad. Did I poke you?
- What's up?

Well, you did, but it's okay.
What's going on?

No, I just wanted to kiss you.

- Oh.
- I'm sorry, sorry, sorry.

No, please. Don't worry.

Here. I'll be the little spoon.

- No, no, not now.
- Yes, please.

- Wait, please.
- Yes, please.

No.

- Ow!
- Oh!

Are you all right, baby?

But what is there to talk about, huh?

About the same thing we've been talking...

- I'm starving. Smells delicious.
- Hello, my dear. How are you.

- Hi, Dad.
- Want some eggs?

- Some coffee?
- Yes, Mom, please. With milk.

- You want eggs too, right?
- Yeah, but without onion.

- Come on, I've already made it with onion.
- Too late to take out the onion.

Hey, where's Lucy?

She decided to spend the night at a hotel.

She didn't want to wake you up.

- You mean she didn't stay here?
- Let's see... Um, no.

- Milk and sugar?
- She didn't sleep in the shop?

Um, no.

- What? I don't know.
- What's up with her?

Oh no.

Oh, they're ruined.

No, they're ruined.

I couldn't rinse them,

- and they got overexposed.
- Are you okay?

No, no, no, this isn't happening!

No, no, no!

Oh, no, no!

My love...

- What is it, Sara?
- Honey, what's the big deal?

The big deal is that
you were supposed to sleep here.

You were supposed to shut the door
like you promised.

It was super easy.
They were very easy instructions.

All you had to do was shut the door!

I told you last night.

Because the light comes right in,
and it ruins the process,

and it fucks it up!

But, Sara, you didn't tell us.

Of course the stars can't sleep in here

because they'll get cooties
off of my couch.

- What? No.
- Good morning, sunshine.

- Fucking shit.
- Good morning?

I knew it.

I knew it was stupid.

I should never have accepted Fashion Fest.

I knew it, but I didn't listen to myself.

I couldn't just, you know...

Well, fuck everything then!

She gets as grumpy as her grandma.

And forget your wedding gown!

- Oh, dear.
- She may just be hungry, right?

♪ Don't ask me ♪

♪ If it's gone or not ♪

♪ Don't ask me ♪

♪ If it's over ♪

♪ Because I have nothing to say ♪

♪ I have nothing to tell you ♪

♪ But since you've gone ♪

♪ I haven't stopped crying, yeah ♪

No, Sara, don't give up so easily.

If you only knew all the times I failed.

Just check that out.

"Chihuahua."

- Stop laughing.
- You do look like a chihuahua.

Come on.

- That's one of my favorites.
- You look more like a bird.

- More like a bird than a chihuahua.
- Really?

I'm always eating seeds in the morning.

It's really good. Send it to me, will you?

It's so good.

No. Come on.

There was about to be a protest
against your concert?

Yes.

It was a funny joke until
a thousand dudes showed up.

No way! They showed up?

Yes.

You got more issues than I do.

I know.

- Do you remember...
- Wow.

Do you remember this song?

Which one?

♪ You're within me ♪

♪ Until the final beat of my heart ♪

Ah, I remember.

♪ In the light of your balcony ♪

♪ In every minute, at every corner ♪

I like it. A lot.

- Mm-hmm?
- Mm-hmm.

Some like it, some really hate it.

And some scream begging for it
at my concerts, you know?

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

And you?

What?

Do you like it?

I like it a lot.

I wrote it for you.

For me?

But why?

Because you'e my...

my best friend.

And what does it really matter
what people think?

Then what does matter, Aarón?

Well, what you feel inside of you.

Sarita!

It's time to sleep.

Gimme.

I know.

But Aarón is your sister's fiancé.

Huh? Having my broken heart
in this family is enough.

Careful.

Come.

Time to sleep.

Let's get some sleep here.

Lucy.

You all right?

I think he doesn't want to marry me.

He only ever writes songs for her.

Uh, her?

His first great love.

The one that will be there
until his last heartbeat.

Hmm.

And...

So do you know... who she is?

I don't know.

Maybe his Spanish lover or...

some Hungarian he had met one summer.

Hmm.

Sometimes I feel that maybe...

that nobody wants to spend
their entire lifetime with me.

You're kidding me, right?

Lucy...

You're a diamond in the rough.

You have a huge heart, believe me.

Anyone would totally love
to spend their life with you.

Beginning with you?

Beginning with me.

Baby sis.

- Can I rinse off?
- Hey.

Then you are actually making my dress?

Mm-hmm. Obviously.

My skin's way better
than when I got here.

The heat burns up my face.

Baby!

- Hi.
- How did it go?

- Amazing.
- Oh, really?

- Mmm.
- Mm-hmm.

- How are you?
- I'm fine.

- Fine?
- It's nice out here.

- Look. Feel.
- It finally got cool.

They gave us a great facial. Check it out.

- Mm-hmm.
- Touch it.

See? It's so soft.

- Babe! I'm talking to you.
- Yeah.

The most important thing is your peace.

- Mm-hmm.
- Your tranquility, right? And your...

- Mm-hmm.
- Your stability.

- Because the rest doesn't matter.
- Mm-hmm.

Like the runway and all the other stuff.

Darling, you were asleep.

Go back to sleep.

Okay? Get some rest.

You have to stop, Sara.

♪ ...we'll go to the top ♪

♪ Of your favorite cloud ♪

♪ And from there ♪

♪ Our house will be in the sky ♪

♪ We'll hang a sign
Outside the door ♪

♪ Please ♪

♪ Do not disturb ♪

- Come down here.
- But why?

Bring your fabric.

- Shh.
- And the chemicals. Come.

- Right now?
- Yeah.

Come on.
Let's go look for flamingos.

No way! I'm scared, Aarón.

What flamingos? We're gonna find
crocodiles instead of flamingos.

You do realize
that the flamingo feathers in my designs

are pure fantasy?

They don't have to be the real thing.

And that is why
fantasies are the best.

Just trust me. We'll find them.

Okay, but what's the plan?

Do you want me to steal feathers
from some poor, defenseless flamingos,

- just like that?
- Tsk, tsk.

We stole the boat, didn't we?

Just relax. I'll steal the feathers.

Hey.

Have you found
what you were searching for?

I mean...

I came here to set up a covert studio.

It's a secret.

And I'm writing songs
I don't want anyone to know about.

It's, um...

a more personal composition.

Mmm. How mysterious.

And why is that?

Maybe I still
have something left to prove.

Hmm.

That I have my own voice.

Is that why you're obsessed
with me finding my own voice, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Look! There's one.

Wow!

It's a flamingo feather!

What?

Ah, it's amazing!

Whoa!

Whoo!

- Amazing!
- Look at them go.

I think that'll do.

It looks so cool.

- Let's put it down.
- It looks amazing. So cool.

Yeah, it does.

Whoo!

This is so beautiful, Sara.

Thank you.

We've always helped each other.

You and I.

Sara.

I missed you.

Me too.

But do you see, Sara?
You can wish for things.

I swear, the only thing I wish

is Lucy liking her gown, or I'm dead.

Lucy, Lucy.

It's just that the ring, the wedding...

It was all so fast. Like, on an impulse.

What?

Well, yeah, yeah. It all happened,
like too... too fast, but...

but... I... It's fine. It's fine.

Hmm.

♪ You'll be within me ♪

♪ Until the final beat of my heart ♪

♪ In the light of your balcony ♪

♪ In every minute, at every corner ♪

♪ You'll be within me ♪

♪ Even though we've said goodbye ♪

♪ And in the morning breeze ♪

♪ I mistook your scent for a rose ♪

♪ I awake in the early morning ♪

You?

Uh, were you expecting someone else?

- You.
- Me.

Hey, listen,

I've been thinking a lot and...

- Really?
- About many things.

And I think I'm ready to tell you that...

- Okay.
- Okay.

Well...

Then, if you want,
we can make love one last time.

- Okay?
- Okay.

No, wait.

One... one last time?

No. What I wanted to...

What I wanted to tell you is, uh...

I'm coming to live in Mérida.

In Mérida!

Yeah.

Oh, wow.

- Wow. Okay. Wow. Okay.
- Yeah.

Wow.

Yeah.

It's kind of lame.

Oh, there you are.
I'm gonna go get dressed.

- Did you tell her? Did you?
- Please.

- Isn't the ring gorgeous?
- Sara, don't listen.

Cover yourself.

- Wow.
- Cover yourself first.

- I'm sorry.
- Let's go, honey.

Okay, everyone, listen.
I have tons of things to do.

Make dresses, Fashion Fest,

a wedding to plan.

So, listen...

- Let's do it! All together! Okay?
- Yeah, great.

- Hey, bro.
- Huh?

- Go get her.
- No.

No, I... Hey, guys,
listen to me just a second.

Just listen to me!

Not quite.

More here. Put a bit more of...

Volume in her hair, please.

Let's see, Charly.

How can we fix it?
I feel she's a bit pale, right?

No. Change it all, please.

No. No.

Rick! This! The rack, please!

Okay...

There. Here it is.

- I have more in the car.
- Don't.

They're much better than these, I think.

You hate them. Or me.

I'll burn them.

You're brilliant, Sara Escribano.

They're perfect.

- I told you, amore.
- They're alive!

I told you too, Sarita.

Congratulations.

And you deserve it.

Marina Abramóvich was right.

Oh. Fire!

Sacni, do something!

Ahh! They're fucking trash!

I'm out! I'm out of here!

Grab them all! Let's go!

Right now!

You are in charge of everything!

- Me?
- Yeah!

What?

What the fuck?

Are you all right?

Where is Colavita?
has anybody seen him?

- Where is the first outfit?
- Sara?

- What're you doing?
- Aarón. I really need five minutes.

- I need to be alone.
- Relax.

- No, no.
- Breathe, Sara.

5 minutes everyone. 5 minutes.

- I can't.
- We have 5 minutes left.

No. I don't know how to meditate.
Please stop that.

I don't meditate.

I do it before my concerts,
and it's relaxing.

- Why are you laughing?
- Aarón Star gets nervous too?

I mean, "Aarón Star," doesn't, but I do.

Look at me.

- I shake.
- No!

It's wet.

Relax.

What are you doing?

Meditating.

Give it up now for Aarón Star!

♪ I'm going to chew you up, girl ♪

♪ You're my bubblegum ♪

- Let the dress flow.
- Of course.

♪ You're my cinnamon gum ♪

Fluff you their dresses, Sacni,
at the end.

♪ You're my cinnamon gum, baby ♪

♪ I won't stop
Until my tongue goes numb ♪

That's it, girls.

Glow, shine, dazzle them, okay?
Show off and just...

♪ I'll remove that red dress ♪

♪ With no doubt, kiss your neck ♪

♪ Enjoying it like a bear ♪

Shine girl! That's it! What?

♪ Heading direct to the sweet spot
Ignoring the danger ♪

Come on. Yes. Three boys on the runway.

Yes, we're getting Lucy ready.

- Don't worry.
- Do I look pretty?

- She's almost ready.
- Let me check.

Okay. Now it's really perfect.

Lucy, are you ready?

- Lucy. That's it. Ready.
- You look amazing.

Let's go.

Here we go!

Sacni! This is it!

I love you, Lucy!

Good job, baby!

Ladies and gentlemen,

give it up please for Aarón Star.

Oh, hey. You're up.

- Lucy and Sara Escribano!
- What?

Breathe. Stand up straight.

- This is your moment.
- Mine?

- Yeah.
- Me on stage?

- You're going to shine.
- So long bad karma.

- Come on, go.
- Go, sis.

It's your moment. Shine bright.

- Girl, do it!
- I don't know how.

Come on, Aarón.

- No, wait.
- Go, Sara.

Seriously?

The genius behind all these designs.

A woman with a unique talent in her mind,

who puts her mark on fabric.

She can make anything she...

My amazing sister, Sara Escribano!

Fuck me.

What the fuck with this headache?

Oh! Bless you, bless you, bless you!

Aarón?

What?

♪ You'll be within me ♪

♪ Until the final beat of my heart ♪

- What is this?
- Mmm.

Salamba sirshasana
is the name of this one.

No, dumbass. This stuff.

Presents for you, Sara.

Don't you like it?

Why the hell did you keep it
all of this time?

Because it's super special to me.

You dedicated your first album to me?

Well, yeah.
I want you to listen, uh, to all my...

Why do you want to heal my hangover?

Please, Sara.

Because I heard you throwing up all night.

What the hell is going through your head?

What are you talking about. I'm just...

I mean yes, Aarón.

- Yes, me too.
- Yes!

Yeah, me too.

- Yes!
- Yes, what?

Yes, I'll marry you, Roberto!

Yes! Yes, yes. Keep it up.

Who? Me?

What?

Oh! Congratulations, brother-in-law!

- Thank you.
- Welcome to the family!

Thank you. I'm excited. Yeah.
This is so cool.

It's wonderful!

I gotta say, I've always dreamt
of popping the question.

You know? The part where you ask,
"Hey, you want to marry me?"

I even, uh, you know,
I rehearsed it in Spanish.

Honestly. Check it out.
Te casas conmigo? Sounds cool.

- Huh?
- Artisanal fans

are suggested for 95 degrees

in the shade.

Wow, honey. Look at this.

They come in different colors.

I think she likes that one.

- Thank you.
- Have a nice day.

- Okay.
- Ta-ra. Ta-ra.

I'll be back.

- Thank you, sir.
- Have a good one.

At your service. Bye.

It's stolen, obviously.

You should've gotten an iPad.
That doesn't even work.

Your boyfriend's profile photo,

I'm sure this pic, it's stolen.

You can't trust social media.
You should know that.

- You're old enough.
- Hush.

He's a swindler.

He took these pictures
from a Swiss tie catalog.

Yes. The finest ties in Lauterbrunnen.

You speak German now?

Yes. He taught me.

He's Swiss.

Okay? He's a model.

He exists, and his name is Hans.

Like that crêpe restaurant in the city.

Ugh. Which one?

We used to eat there every day
as newlyweds, remember?

The one at the corner
of our first apartment we lived in?

- Exactly.
- I remember, it was tiny.

And that sweet smell
would come in the window.

Yeah.

And now
we're going to first position...

He dance?

- Does your Swiss guy dance?
- One. more time, please.

Five, six...

For the good old times.

...and eight.

Of course you remember.
Come with me.

We dance on just one square?

That's right. Just on one square.

See, you do remember.

That's it.
Put your hearts into it.

Beautiful, everyone. So nice.

Ah. This seam is really thick.

There it is. All done.

Perfect.

- Don't move it very much.
- Okay.

Here we go.

It's done. Look at it.

You still have time
to make changes if you want to, okay?

Oh my God.

I won't mind if you'd rather wear
something else. I get it. Hmm.

It's perfect.

- Uh, seriously?
- Sara.

I... love it! It's absolutely spectacular!

- Well, there you go. Okay.
- You're the best.

Now the world is on the verge of knowing...

Sara Escribano.

Then I Googled it,
and it says I should do this to open it.

Babe, let me. I'll help you with that.

No, I can do it.

Don't pull it, just twist.

- Then you take this off...
- Yeah.

And then be careful because

the cork has...
can sum up so much potential energy.

It can easily take an eye out.

Can you turn away so I can guarantee
there'll be no damages...

Honey, let me do it. Put this over here.

You see? You just have to turn it.

Oh!

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

To our wedding.

Whoa. That's good.

Say something dirty.

Uh, dirty as in...

I mean, sexual, as in...

Sex from, from... from the coitus.

Like, like, fornication, right?

As in... sex.

- Sex...
- Something to turn me on.

Sex... sweaty sex.

Sex with sweat sex.

Sex with sweat, and since this in Mérida,

it's even hotter, and the humidity factor
effects the equation.

- So, we'll be much sweatier...
- Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm.

My love, I want to feel you inside me.

Here?

Why can't you follow along?

- Can't you?
- Can't we just have sex like normal?

Do you like it? Is it good?

Mm-hmm.

Yes.

♪ You'll be within me ♪

What are you humming, Sara?

The "Wedding March."

Oh.

- Sexy.
- Mm-hmm.

- I love him, Sacni.
- Roberto?

I can't do this to Lucy.

Right.

So you thought to plan a double wedding

with your sister, boyfriend,
and the love of your life, right?

No, no, no.
I never said it was a double wedding.

Mm.

All right.

Sacni, I need a time machine
that will take me back to high school.

Everything was perfect then.
It was my moment.

And I let it go by.

Because of your bad karma?

Ugh.

He's planning his transfer to Mérida.

He's doing it.

I don't want to. What now?

You just leave Roberto to me.

I am the one and only city boy repellent.

- You'll see.
- What will you say?

Hi, honey!

- No, no, no, Sacni, please...
- Shh! Shh!

- Sara?
- Bobby.

Listen, Bobby.
You have to see Mérida on foot.

Okay. All right.

- My God, it's very beautiful.
- Mm-hmm. Yeah.

- But it's way too hot.
- Let's enjoy it, Bobby.

- Let me catch my breath.
- It's the most important time of day.

Just feel the sun
running and caressing all your body.

Just a bottle of water
and boom, boom, boom. All set.

Mmm.

Oh God. There's no water?

Come on. Hurry up.

Have you visited the cenotes?

- Hurry, Bobby.
- And Sara?

Sara will be waiting for us there.
Don't worry.

- There?
- Watch your step here.

- Okay.
- Just walk. Come on. Follow me.

What the heck.

Why is Sara taking so long? Can't we wait
for her in the shade or something?

Patience, Bobby.

In Mérida, time doesn't matter, okay?

Yeah, but Sara isn't from here.

Well, she acts as if she was.

You should see how much she's changed
since she's been here.

Yeah, I've already noticed that.

Oh, you have?

Hey! She's become a smartypants.

You wouldn't even recognize her.

Hey.

- What?
- Listen, Bobby.

If you're thinking of moving here,
you should really try to get used to it.

- What, Mayan?
- And the heat.

Well, it's not... It's really...
It's not so bad.

The air conditioning is nice.
Makes it all better, right?

Sure. The bad thing is the price.

Is it expensive?

Where you guys are living now,
at least 100.

One hundred, that's fine.
That's reasonable.

- I can manage just fine.
- That's per week.

Oh no!

How about an ice cream?

Get used to it in Mayan. I'll buy, Bobby.

Dang it. I think he's dead.

Am I alive?

That is correct.

Don't worry about the dengue.

- It's not deadly.
- Really?

I have dengue?

And heatstroke.

But you'll survive.

But, sir, you'll have to learn to coexist
with my bad karma.

Your bad karma? I'm the one under
the influence of strong drugs, Sara.

I'm serious, Roberto.

My life is pure bad luck, okay?

You think your life with me is bad luck?

No, no, no. Come on now.

No, no.
Don't make up things I haven't said.

I only said that my bad luck
is very contagious.

Very.

Sara,

did you send Sacnité
to prevent me from moving here?

Do you have any idea
of how much I'm sacrificing

by moving all the way to Mérida
to live with you?

Uh...

Well, that's precisely why I tried
so hard to kinda, uh...

- Scare me?
- No.

Warn me?

Pfft.

Sara, I was very happy to come here.

But I was also afraid to realize

that what we have is

just a memory of what we had.

Me coming here confirms that.

Listen, Roberto...

Well, I love you very much,

and we've always gotten along well.

And... you're a man who's always...

Well, you're very... very punctual.

Oh, yeah. Thanks.

And, like, very protective. You know?

- And also...
- Sara, I'm fine.

I'm happy.

And I want you to feel the same way.
You deserve it.

But...

you can't feel that way

if you're not exactly where you want.

And... you want...

A cinnamon chewing gum.

And I'm not it.

I love you very much too, Sara.

- It's all right.
- I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- I'm fine.

You know...

the ring you gave me is super beautiful.

Thank you.

Uh...

Hey, since we have touched
on the ring subject,

would you actually mind, uh,
giving it back to me?

- You see, it was my grandmother's.
- Oh God.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's passed on from generation
to generation.

No, I totally understand.
No need to explain.

- Thank you.
- Of course.

- I mean, it's yours, okay?
- Okay.

Thank you.

Um...

Nurse, do you think
you could give us five minutes?

- Yes.
- Just while we break up, and that's it.

- Of course, sir.
- Yeah? Thank you.

Sara, your hand.

There's no ring on it!

- Is your wedding canceled, Sara?
- Hmm?

Mm-hmm.

My wedding's canceled.

What happened, Sari?

Mm.

You should ask him instead.

Roberto made the decision.

- Mm-mm.
- The distance, right?

What distance?

He was going to live in Mérida.
That's not it. What happened?

He's a man. They become torturous.

Better to realize it now than in 30 years.

- Right, baby?
- Stop it.

♪ We'll go to the top ♪

♪ Of your favorite cloud ♪

♪ And from there ♪

♪ Our house will be in the sky ♪

♪ We'll hang a sign
Outside the door ♪

♪ "Please..." ♪

Over here.

This is going to be
the room for the groom.

- Wow.
- This is the master suite.

Thank you, Miss Wedding Planner.

Wow. This is super nice.

Enjoy your last hours of happiness, kiddo.

Oh, Dad, don't be like that.

Well, the rest of you come with me.
I'll walk you to your rooms.

Look, Sara. Do you have a moment to talk?

Hey, Sarita.

- Come on, Dad!
- Just a minute.

I wanted, uh...

- I wanted to say...
- Surprise!

Tomorrow's my day, dog!

- Wow!
- This is for you.

Okay. Well, thank you, guys.

To the happy couple! Let's party!

- Hans.
- What?

Hans.

- What Hans?
- Hans Katz.

He actually came here.

He's real?

Yeah.

- And he bought a green guayabera shirt?
- Yeah. So sexy!

Guess that's it.

Oh, pumpkin.

Thank you
for the best 32 years of my life.

Excuse me.

- Hans?
- How are you doing?

Sir? Ready.

I've reserved
the most beautiful suite for you.

- Yeah, thanks.
- Will you come with me?

Sure. Let's go.

You're gonna love it.

Hmm. It's gorgeous.

This hacienda is famous for its beauty.

- I'd rather speak German.
- Excuse me. I'm showing him your suite.

Oh.

Very good.

Tell me...

This is one of the most exclusive...

...VIP guests are incredible.
I wouldn't miss it.

The media
is coming right through...

Oh, look!

Lucy, tell us. How does it feel?

Lucy. How does it feel?

- What?
- To marry the love of your life.

How does it feel?

The dress was designed
by my sister,

Sara Escribano.

Enjoy the show.

Trust me, you can't imagine
how pretty she is.

Just look at her run!

This is the event of the year.

- Lucy! What did you do?
- What?

I have thousands of comments
on Instagram. They love your dress.

So tell me, Sara Escribano,

where does your inspiration come from?

How does it feel to be born
with such amazing talent and genius?

You're ridiculous.

Tell me, would you like
to design officially for your sister?

- Cut it out, Lucy, please.
- No, Sara.

- This is serious.
- What?

Would you be my official designer?

I've been invited to work in Milan.

Um...

I have to put pressure on Mom.

I'm sure she's gonna be late.
Uh, walk with me, please.

Okay, but is that a yes, a no?

Is that a maybe, "I'll think it over"?

- I'm traumatized.
- Girls!

Why... why don't you knock
before coming in, ladies?

Mom! I mean, I get it.

Love is love,

but you can't screw some guy
with my father right next door.

What? Go on, show your face.

Lucy, it's Papi.

Papi!

Hi, Lu.

Babies, there is nothing
to understand, okay?

The thing with Hans

was so that your Dad would try harder,
and it worked like a charm.

Love is love.

How does it feel?

What?

To be in love. What is it like?

An explosion of joy.

I feel more alive than ever.

Okay, fine.
Very inspirational conversation,

but let them finish reconciling, huh?

Let's leave, Lucy.

Yup. Yes, I... I'll...

You two carry on with your...
Very good. Good for you.

Please get dressed now.

You've got everyone waiting
for you at the ceremony.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yes. I'm on my way.

MAY YOU BE VERY HAPPY, BROTHER-IN-LAW

She's over there. Don't worry.

What? Come on in.

I'm sorry I'm not dressed yet.
They haven't...

They... They haven't brought me the...

Well, the suit that Sara made.

That's why I'm wearing a robe.
I'm sorry, Lucy.

I fucking hate your music.

I can't stand
your influencer freaking world.

Man, I loathe your stories.

I just...

don't feel an explosion of joy
when I see you. And...

I don't feel more alive than ever.

I feel like I don't know you.

- Exactly.
- And...

- I don't want this.
- No, no. And me neither.

We feel the exact same way.

Now what?

What will we do
with the big wedding party?

I'll take care of it.

I'll... I'll fix it.

It's going to be a disaster.

How much longer are they making us wait?

Yes. It's been too long already.

Hey, where's Lucia?

It's very late.

Lucy, where are you at?

- We still got it.
- Hey. Excuse me.

- This morning, unbelievable.
- What's taking them so long?

- Here.
- What's wrong?

There's a rumor
that you're canceling the wedding.

Get me out of here.

- Come out, Lucy.
- No.

- It's safe. Come?
- You sure?

- Yes.
- Okay.

Okay.

SOS.

Let's see.

- We'll be alone over there.
- Okay.

Okay, now, will you explain to me
what the hell is going on?

Bye, wedding.

Bye, Aarón.

And this goddamn sleeve
that is driving me crazy.

What are you talking about?

Sara, I've seen you two.

Aarón and you.

No, listen to me.
Aarón and I have never done anything.

I know that.

You don't have to say it.

And plus, it has nothing to do
with this decision.

Sari, I know obviously know Aarón songs

weren't for a Hungarian girl
or Ukrainian, okay.

They were for you.

- Uh, Lucy, I don't know what to say.
- Sister,

I broke the engagement,
and I feel I got a burden off of my back.

And obviously,

I fell in love with the idea of Aarón,

but I was not in love with Aarón.

I've always dreamed of having your luck.

Huh?

My luck?

No way. What do you mean my luck?

- No fucking way.
- What did I say?

Do you really want my luck?

Yeah.

But you screwed it up for me years ago!

What?

Lucy, I've had bad karma
ever since you did that.

Hey. Wait, wait, wait, wait.

What is this?

The birthday cake, Lucy, remember?

A birthday cake?

Remember, Lucy, at one of your parties,

I blew out
all of the candles on your cake.

You were absolutely furious.

You made it so you kept
every single one of my wishes

from that very moment... until forever.

You're... pulling my leg, right?

Sara, I was five years old. Come off it!

Well, you rock at making wishes, Lu.
Very powerful.

No, no, no. Wait. Wait.

Everything I've ever wished for you,
all of my life,

has been for you to be happy.

It's the truth.

You are the only one
who put that curse on yourself, Sara.

You.

Seriously?

Mm-hmm.

Sis, sorry for throwing cake at your face.

I'm sorry I pulled your hair earlier.

You can have all my wishes now.

Ooh! Ooh!

That means that the whole time
I had a stupid grudge on myself?

You and your decisions.

So you don't think I have bad karma?

Of course not.

Oh God, I guess I'm just a moron, right?

Oh no, you're not a moron, Sara.

I have dreamed of having your luck

because you kick ass, girl.

You're so talented.

You're super fun.

And you are so brave.

- Brave?
- Mm-hmm.

Come on.

Should I?

♪ I promise you ♪

♪ Under the truth of the sun ♪

♪ We'll go to the top ♪

♪ Of your favorite cloud ♪

♪ And from there ♪

Please wait.

♪ Our house will be in the sky ♪

♪ We'll hang a sign
Outside the door ♪

♪ Please ♪

♪ Do not disturb ♪

♪ We're living a dream ♪

I have to go.

Wait. Where?

But you and I
will have lots of time to talk, okay?

- Ah. Ready?
- Yeah, ready.

- Okay, let's go.
- Oh, hey!

What did you ask for?

When you blew out the candles
on my birthday. What did you wish?

Ah.

To go to Reino Aventura.

I'm taking you.

Lucy, Reino Aventura is closed. Come on.

What I really wanted
was to see Keiko, the orca.

Well, then, let's go and find that whale.

Keiko passed away.

Oh, that's awful.

- Whatever.
- No, wait, wait.

Let's go find another whale.

It doesn't have to be Keiko.
We need to make your wish come true.

- Are you serious?
- Yeah.

- Okay. Yeah.
- Come on.

- I wanna see whales.
- Yes, please.

Wait. I don't want to twist my ankles.

Dear lovers.

Welcome friends and family

to this ceremony.

A wedding had to be celebrated today,

and these two lovers

have decided to renew their vows.

Oh, okay.

Okay. Come here.

- So, party time, everyone.
- Yeah.

♪ I know what I've always wanted to be ♪

- Look, there.
- Oh my God!

♪ Is dance forever ♪

There's another one.

♪ With you until morning comes ♪

♪ What I've always wanted to be ♪

♪ All I want to do ♪

♪ Is dance forever ♪

♪ With you until morning comes ♪

♪ What I've always wanted to be ♪

♪ All I want to do ♪

♪ Is dance forever ♪

♪ With you until morning comes ♪

♪ And where have we hidden ♪

♪ All of those dreams
We had as children? ♪

♪ They never took off ♪

♪ They never left the nest ♪

♪ All those fugitive dreams ♪

♪ Left in the dust like a sports car ♪

♪ Flying into the sky
All those missed shots ♪

♪ I want to go out that evening
And make a miracle happen ♪

♪ I want to pluck a star from the sky
To light my cigarette with ♪

♪ Turn the world in my hand
Like it were a basketball ♪

♪ I want to keep your smile in my mind
Like when you had braces ♪

♪ I know what I've always wanted to be ♪

♪ All I want to do ♪

♪ Is dance without end ♪

♪ With you until morning comes ♪

♪ What I've always wanted to be ♪

♪ All I want to do ♪

♪ Is dance without end ♪

♪ With you until morning comes ♪

♪ I want to go out that evening
And make a miracle happen ♪

♪ I want to pluck a star from the sky
To light my cigarette with ♪

♪ Turn the world in my hand
Like it were a basketball ♪

♪ I want to keep your smile in my mind
Like when you had braces ♪

Based on the film
Don't blame it on your Karma!

Based on the novel by the same name
written by Laura Norton

♪ I'm gonna chew you up, girl ♪

♪ You're my bubblegum ♪

♪ You're my cinnamon gum ♪

♪ You're spicy, but delicious ♪

♪ You're my cinnamon gum, baby ♪

♪ I won't stop
Until my tongue goes numb ♪

♪ Here I come, carefully
I'll unwrap you slowly ♪

♪ I'll remove that red dress
With no doubt, kiss your neck ♪

♪ Enjoying it like a bear
Sucking your sticky skin ♪

♪ Heading direct to the sweet spot
Ignoring the danger ♪

♪ You're my cinnamon gum ♪

♪ You're spicy, but delicious ♪

♪ You're my cinnamon gum, baby ♪

♪ I won't stop
Until my tongue goes numb ♪

♪ Yum, yum, yum ♪

♪ You're my bubblegum ♪