Acapulco (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Time After Time - full transcript

As Diane shows a group of journalists a photo exhibit of Las Colinas' history, the story of Don Pablo's long tenure at the resort is revealed.

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Hold on a minute.

I'm very, very confused.

Grandma knew Don Pablo?

How?

And what did they say
when they saw each other?

You're not ready to hear that yet.

Oh, my God. It's about sex, isn't it?

- Did Grandma and Don Pablo smash?
- Hey, no!

More respect.

- It's my mom.
- Sorry. Sorry.

You're not ready to hear
that yet because, first,



there's a few things I need
to tell you about Don Pablo.

Keep in mind, it took me years
to piece together the full story.

And I already know this one.

I'm gonna go help out
with Hugo's birthday dinner.

I don't know what
culinary school Rolf went to,

but his tacos de guisado are...

Sorry, Rolf.

That's actually the perfect segue.

I felt sick.

I had given away my best chance
to be with Julia.

But as always,
Memo was there to cheer me up.

Don't think about what you lost.
Focus on what you got.

Your mom is getting her
eye surgery next week!

You're right.
I shouldn't think about what I lost.



Yeah, because it's brutal
what you went through.

Chad got to take credit for your gift, and
now he seems like the perfect boyfriend.

And from now on every single day at work
you'll have to see them,

kissing, loving each other,

staring into each other's eyes...

Yeah, you do not want to think about that.

Thanks for helping me not think
about it, Memo.

Right now,
I just want to do my job, make money,

and avoid Julia and Chad
as much as possible.

- Hi, Julia. Hey, Chad.
- Hi, Máximo.

This is gonna be tough.

Welcome to our new photo exhibit of...

Las Colinas through the decades.

Before we start, feel free to get
any photos you might need.

After the tour, we'll have
a small reception in the gallery.

And before you ask, yes,
there will be free booze.

Do I know reporters,
or do I know reporters?

We'll start in just a moment.

It was 1949.

1949.

So, like, when you started
working at Las Colinas?

No, Hugo.
I'm not a hundred years old.

But that was when Don Pablo

started his journey at Las Colinas.

Isn't it beautiful, Víctor?

That's where your dad's gonna work.

To be somebody someday!

You already are somebody.

Yeah,

I'm Pablito,

the straight-A student,

who now changes tires for a living.

You are Pablito,

the hard-working father
who never gives up.

Pablito,

the one who married the smartest and
prettiest girl in the neighborhood.

I'm going to give you everything you want,
mijito.

And maybe, someday,
you'll work here with me.

Hey! You're standing in the road!
Now move it!

Kiss.

You got this!

You're going to do great!

I really like your work,
so how about you come back on Monday?

Thank you!
It will be my pleasure, Miss.

Excuse me.

I hope you had a nice flight from Europe.

If you need help finding your luggage,
I have a friend who works at the airport.

-How did you know I just...
-Your cigarettes are a European brand.

Your watch is still seven hours ahead,

which tells me you just got here.

And no one would wear a wool suit
in this heat

- if they had any choice.
- I'm impressed.

Hey. Are you my next interview?

Señor. Yes, sir. Pablo Bonilla.

Oh God.
Another day, another moron.

You are bothering the owner's wife.

Actually, Don Antonio,
I think you should hire this man.

Ms. Yvonne, hiring
the right people takes a lot of work.

And yet firing people
can happen like that.

Well, which is why I think he would make

an excellent member of our staff.

To your bright future here at Las Colinas.

Congratulations, Pablo. You're hired.

You fired Mónica?

It had to be done.

You fired our event coordinator
on the day of our big press event.

As I said, it had to be done.

I found out this morning
that she was leaking information

about our guests to Espectacular magazine.

God, I hate reporters.

I'll be right there, my darlings!

Don't worry.
The event will still be a success.

And it will get us publicity
and attract the investors we need.

You're right.

Of course, you're always right.

Do you smell fish?

What they were about
to learn was that after getting fired,

Mónica did three things to make sure
the event would be a complete disaster.

Number one, she unplugged the fridge

and ruined all the food for the event.

Number two,
she made the entire room smell like fish.

And number three,
she stained the rug with red wine.

And not with the cheap stuff.

The food's spoiled, the carpet's stained

and it smells like a
whale's sphincter in here.

I once did a series of promotional spots
for SeaWorld Orlando.

It's too late for us to cancel.

The reporters are already in the lobby.

It's a 20-minute tour
and then we walk through those doors.

- You have to fix this.
- Me?

Yes. I need my best guy on this.

Unfortunately, Don Pablo's
part of the tour, so you're all I've got.

Okay. I know just what to do.

You have to fix this, please.

I don't know.
They really need me here at the pool.

Oh, come on, man. You always help me out.

Come on. You're my hermano, my amigo.

You're my "hermigo."

- Please, please, please, please.
- Okay, okay, Chad.

But only because we're "hermigos."

Ah, the '50s. What a time.

Or so I've heard.
I wasn't born yet.

Don Pablo, what was Las Colinas like
in the '50s?

Well, Diane, that's a great question.

It was a time of exciting changes.

At 2:00 p.m. at the pool,
learn how to jitterbug.

A poodle skirt?
Kids today have no class.

Oh, that Elvis Presley
has ruined their generation.

We're never coming back here again.

Here you go. A Hudson on the rocks.

Sorry, I mean bourbon on the rocks.

Rock Hudson's my friend.

We have to fix that
electrical problem in room 237.

Mr. and Mrs. Davidson.

I see here it's your first time
at Las Colinas.

Enjoy your stay.

Oh, we will.

So, six crates of Dom Pérignon
just arrived out back.

Put three of them
in the back seat of my car.

I'm not sure I can do that.

You're right. You're right.

I just filled the back seat
with kitchen supplies.

Put the champagne in the trunk.

Pablo. Care to join me for a Scotch?

I would love to, Mr. Davidson,
but I promised my wife that I w...

Remember, we don't say no here.

The guest gets what the guest wants.

I'd be happy to grab a Scotch with you.

Dad!

Look what I drew!

This is you,

and this right here is.

Las Colinas!

And this is me,

working with you!

I love it!

I can't wait for you to grow up
so we can work together.

This is for you.

Thank you, Dad!

You're welcome my boy!

Hi honey.

Nora.

Wait.

Did you just say something?

I don't believe so.

No, that was me.

My abuela and Don Pablo
knew each other back in the '50s?

It was confusing to me too.

Like when you're trying to tell a story
and a kid keeps interrupting you.

Do you know how hard it is
to keep all these timelines straight?

Sorry.

- And you're doing a great job, by the way.
- Oh. Thank you.

Now, where was I?

You shouldn't encourage your son

to work at that resort.

They fired my cousin last night.

They said he was stealing.

But he would never do that!

I'm sure it was Don Antonio,
who then blamed it on him.

He's constantly stealing from the resort,

anything he can.

What's he even gonna do
with a dozen room service menus?

You can't keep working there, Pablo.

But I'm doing this for us.

Are you?
You're never home anymore.

You care more about "being somebody"
to the hotel guests

than to your own family.

Okay.

I'll quit.

But first...

...I have to make sure
Don Antonio doesn't ruin any more lives.

What kind of example would I be setting
for Víctor if I did nothing?

Your keys.

Oh, this isn't my car.

Get this car outta here
and pull up Yvonne's immediately!

This is your car, Don Antonio.

Why is all this resort property in there?

Very mysterious.

So that was the end of Don Antonio.

Bye, Felicia.

Did you hear me, Hugo?
I said, "Bye, Felicia."

Yeah, nobody says that anymore.

Whatever.

Later that day,

Pablo went to Yvonne to fulfill
his promise to his wife and resign.

Okay, have a great night.

Ms. Yvonne.

Yes?

Working here has been
an incredible opportunity to me...

I know what you want to tell me, Pablo.

And, yes, you've earned it.

Congratulations on being
our new general manager.

Little Pablito from Arenal Street

had become Don Pablo.

There was no way
he was quitting now.

Excuse me, Don Pablo?

Yes.

I'm Lupe.

I was just hired in the laundry room.

Thank you for this job...
I'll always work very hard.

Welcome, Lupe.

I know that your time here
will transform you.

Should we wake her up to ask
if it's okay that you come help me out?

Her naps usually last three to five hours,
so I think we're good.

There you are,
you foul-smelling son of a bitch.

Nice to see you too,
you fluffy-haired brat.

Oh. I was also talking to the fish.

Okay, that's one problem solved.

Next, the food you lost.
Can the kitchen replace it?

No. They're in between shifts.

The food carts by the employee entrance.

Go ask them to come set up in here.

Wait, how do I do that in Spanish?

Speak to them in the universal language.

"Vánemos, vánemos, vánemos."

Why does this money smell like fish?

Last problem.

The stain.

It's red wine.

These stains are impossible to remove.

The are almost worse than molé.

My mom's tablecloth
has so many molé stains

people just think it's a cool pattern.

Memo, you just solved the problem.

You're right.

We need my mom's tablecloth!

No dude. We need more wine.

Ah, the '60s.

So many memories and blackouts.

Don Pablo, what was it like here?

Well, that's another
great question, Diane.

It was a time of exciting changes.

And at 2:00 p.m. by the pool,
learn how to do the twist.

It's very popular right now.

A bikini? Oh, kids today have no class.

The Beatles have
ruined their generation.

We're never coming back here again.

Here you are. Two Dean martinis.

Sorry, I mean dry martinis.

Dean Martin is my friend.

We have to fix
that water leak in room 237.

Mr. and Mrs. Davidson.

I see here it's your first time
at Las Colinas.

Enjoy your stay.

Oh, we will.

Join me later for our traditional Scotch?

The guest gets what
the guest wants, Mr. Davidson.

To Don Pablo.

To Don Pablo!

Hi honey.

I know I'm late, but...

Some guests asked me to stay.

What's this?

Dear Víctor,

I'm sorry that I can no longer
live with you and your mother.

She only sees the resort as evil,

not as a way to make our lives better.

But please know that
everything I do is for your future.

And someday you'll work here with me,
mijito.

Smell that vino.

It's like Chevy Chase's
bachelor party all over again.

Celebrities have long come here to escape
the hustle and bustle of Hollywood.

John Wayne, Ava Gardner,

and a little old
Daytime Emmy Award nominee,

Diane Davies.

Chad! Get back here!

Chad. Chad!

Chad!

Sorry about my son.

I said be careful, but sometimes
he forgets what I tell him to do.

Oh, where are my manners?

Diane Davies.

Pablo Bonilla.

I'm a big fan.

Then you know how glad I am to be here.

We just had to get out of LA
for a little while.

The tabloids were so vicious about me,

about Chad, digging into my past.

I really didn't know where to go.
So I just jumped on a plane and...

You're safe here.

Thank you.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I'm expecting my own son later on
for New Year's Eve.

I'm surprising him with a job offer here.

Running this resort with your son?
How intriguing.

Yes.

Damn that kid. Chad!

Chad, get back here now!

That evening,
Don Pablo waited for his son Víctor

to finally join him at Las Colinas.

Don Pablo, a certain head
of state is losing at poker

and wants you to stop by
because you always bring him luck.

My son will be here soon.

Well, the guest gets what the guest wants.

Just one hand.

But for Don Pablo,

it was never just one hand.

- I'm tired of waiting for you.
- -Víctor.

Nora, good morning.

Pablo.

Víctor hasn't spoken to me
since I missed him at New Year's.

I just went to the house, and it's empty.
Do you know what happened?

He went with his mother to Mexico City.

But I want him to work with me
at Las Colinas.

You think Víctor wants to work there,

after what it's done to your family?

To you?

Pablo,

it made you forget about your own son
that night.

Now, he said,
it's time for him to forget about you.

I'm sorry.

From then on,

Don Pablo would sit at his table nearly
every night in penance for what he'd done.

But also hoping that someday

his son might change his mind
and come back to him.

Meanwhile, Nora never forgave Don Pablo

for driving away his own family...

nor Las Colinas for turning him

into the type of man who could do that.

Why are you crying?

I squirted lemon in my eye.

We did it, right? Everything looks good.

"Vánemos, vánemos, vánemos."
Sí, "vánemos". Yes. Sí.

We'd solved all three problems.

So, everything was now...
No, no, wait. Wait. Wait.

There was a fourth problem.

And this one was more horrible
than all the other three combined.

Who did this to my mom?

Googly eyes always make me laugh.

What are we gonna do?

This photo is the finale
for the whole tour.

Wait. I know who can help us.

What do we think?

- I think it works.
- That totally works.

I'm sorry.
I'm still thinking about googly eyes.

And here we are in the '80s.

Acapulco's new golden age,

which makes me its golden girl.

Although the salon called it honey-ginger.

Don Pablo, 1981.

Love this question, Diane.

It was a time of exciting changes.

- So, you work for Espectacular?
- Yeah, two years now.

Maybe we can help each other out.

I'm sure we can.

Ripped T-shirts?
Kids today have no class.

Second-wave British
anarchist punk movement

has ruined this generation.

- Yeah, we're never coming back here again.
- No.

Yeah, here we go. Two Phil Collins.

I mean Tom Collins.

Phil Collins is a friend of mine.

Also Joan Collins.

A guest died in room 237 last night.

He got electrocuted
after stepping in a puddle.

Mr. and Mrs. Davidson.

I see here it's your first time
at Las Colinas.

Enjoy your stay.

Oh, we will.

Thank you, boys. Thank you.

Chad, be useful and check us in.

- Hi.
- Welcome to Las Colinas.

May I have the first and last name
on your reservation, please?

Sure. It's, uh, Diane...

Davies.

- Davies.
- Wow.

For a second there,
I almost forgot my last name.

- Don Pablo.
- Miss Davies.

It's always good to see you.

It's always good to be back.
You know how much I love it here.

It's such a shame that...

well, I shouldn't...

What? You can tell me.

The owner passed away.

And his widow has been meeting
with the large hotel chains.

By next year, Las Colinas
could be just a corporate hotel.

No. That's criminal.

Whoever buys this
has to keep it just the way it is.

If only this person
could be you.

Well, Glutes of Gold 3
has been selling through the roof.

Maybe I should make an offer.

Of course, I couldn't compete
with the Sheratons and the Hiltons.

- Could I?
- You never know.

Why not try and see what happens?

Can you serve it to us
by the pool?

- Whenever you'd like.
- Don Pablo.

The larger chains withdrew their offers.

Someone told them Las Colinas
is sinking into the ground.

Isn't that strange?

Very mysterious.

So now, I have to sell to your friend
with the shoulder pads.

What do you think about that?

Well, I think the guest got
what the guest wanted.

Thank you for everything, Yvonne.

- Thank you.
- Adieu, Pablo.

In fact, it's thanks to Don Pablo
that I came to own Las Colinas.

So if anything, he's to blame.

And now, the centerpiece of our exhibit.

Don Pablo, if you please.

You might want these.

- Why?
- Trust me. You'll see.

Nice touch-up job.

Once again, you've impressed.

Maybe I should press my luck then.

I think my dresses will make
an excellent addition

to the resort's gift shop.

I would love to meet with you
sometime to discuss my plan.

How's next week?

All this and moxie too.

All right, let's get it on the books.

Nice recovery.

I don't know what you mean.

Monica told me what she did.

I'm the editor of Espectacular.

Now that she's gone...
I could use a new partner here.

I would never do that.

Never say never.

In case you have a change of heart...

I helped save
Las Colinas from disaster.

I had come a long way
since my first day at the resort.

Please call me, Víctor.

Or come visit.

You know how to find me.

Excuse me, Don Pablo?

We speak English here.
How can I help you?

My name is Máximo.

I'm interviewing for a job at the resort.

Interviews are over there.

I understand. It's just...

I grew up on Arenal Street just like you.

What did you say your name was?

Máximo Gallardo Ramos, sir.

Nora Ramos.

It's been a very long time.

Yes it has.

A long time.

At least now,
I can congratulate you in person.

Congratulate me for what?

For becoming a grandfather!

Forgive me.

Forgive me. I thought you knew.

How careless of me.

No, no...

Don't worry. That is great news.

It sure is!

And... what's his name?

Mariano.

Mariano?

Is he the one who sent you the letter?

Yes, Hugo.

He was writing to let me know
that his grandfather,

Don Pablo, has passed away.

Máximo. I am so sorry to hear that.

It's okay.

Is that why you're
telling me this story today?

Yeah.

They're having a memorial service.

A celebration of Don Pablo's life.

Mariano was asking me to speak at it.

You gotta go, right?

You know, your uncle didn't leave

on the best terms
with everyone at Las Colinas.

I'm sure this is not
an easy decision for him.

No.

Still, I owe a lot to Don Pablo.

I never would have become
the person I am today

had he not taken me under his wing.

You wanted to see me?

- You did a good job today.
- Thank you.

We're going to be making
some changes to the staff.

You are?

The pool manager will be promoted
to Monica's position,

which means we will need
a replacement for his position,

and I think you'd be perfect for the role.

Really?!

It will be more money,

and more responsibilities.

It's not official yet, but...

next week, when you're back
from your mother's eye surgery,

I'll make sure you get it.

Thank you, Don Pablo.

You have no idea how much this
means to me and my family.

Would you like to sit
and have a drink with me?

To your bright future
here at Las Colinas.

To Don Pablo.