Diary of a Gigolo (2022): Season 1, Episode 6 - Episode #1.6 - full transcript

During a work trip to Cancún, Emanuel steps in when Abel takes things too far. Ana becomes increasingly isolated. Florencia makes contact with Victor.

A NETFLIX SERIES

You went too far.

It's over.

I think you're exaggerating, Ana.

I did what you asked me to do.
Step-by-step.

You thought it was crazy
when I asked you to get close to Julia,

and now I'm the one who's exaggerating?

The one who's crazy?

Ana, I told you I didn't want to hurt her.
That it wouldn't be easy.

That I didn't want to lie.

Do you know why she's doing better?



Because I've taken care of her
through my work.

I'm so stupid.

I'm so dumb.
I can't believe I fell for it.

This is your job.

This is what you do,
you deceive and you lie.

You deceived us both.

No.

No.

You used me.

You used me to get to Julia.

But the truth is
you don't care about either of us.

You only care about our money.

You disgust me.

Disgusting!



Truly disgusting!

Ana.

You don't believe that.

Let's talk about
what really matters to you.

My feelings for Julia are real.

Let's go tell her, then.

How much it cost me

for your feelings to be real.

Do that and she won't just hate me,
she'll hate you.

I don't know why I asked you
to get close to her.

I regret it so much.

I hate you.

Okay.

Okay.

But I need time, Ana.

One week.

Not a single day more.

If you don't do it by then,

I'll tell her the truth.

Ana.

The keys.

JULIA
ANSWER

By tradition,
many go to the church for a blessing...

Good morning, Mom. How are you?

- Good morning, sweetie. How are you?
- Good, and you?

Mom, what happened to your face?

Nothing, nothing, forget it.

I was coming down those fucking stairs.
I never wanted them built that way.

I fell, my foot twisted,
and I hit my head. That's all.

How much do you owe Román?

I haven't seen Román.
I haven't gambled. Why mention him?

- Why do you have to...
- Stop defending him.

He's dangerous! Look at what he did!

- We should report him.
- Absolutely not.

I'll go with you.
This is not okay.

Tell me something.

Who do you want to report?
The step? The architect who built it?

- Who do you want to report? Please.
- You think I don't know? Look at you.

I can tell you didn't sleep,
and you're watching the news.

Why don't you talk to me?
Tell me what's happening.

- Let's see.
- Please, I want to help.

- Tell me!
- Stop bugging me! No!

Stop bugging me. Please.

I fell. My head hurts.

I woke up early
to make you a delicious breakfast.

So go to the kitchen.

Go.

I don't recognize you, Mom.

Go to the kitchen.

Though you insist
that gardening is an art,

I think it's the biggest waste of time.

Orchids are used
in many cosmetic treatments,

like anti-wrinkle, hydrating creams.

You shouldn't underestimate them.

Thank you for coming.

It's part of my job.

So, what's up?

I didn't call you for work.

I called because of Ana.

She's locked in her bedroom,
more than usual.

I'm worried.

Okay.

Julia!

You look beautiful!

- Thanks.
- I love the way you're dressed.

And I heard that you invited
someone special for your birthday.

Did you hear how they treated him?

I'm going to see your mom.

Love you.

You look pretty.

- Thanks.
- Nice sweater.

Your mom is sick.

But that doesn't justify
the way she treated Emanuel.

Her depression has a lot to do
with regret.

If you treated her as gently as you treat
these flowers, things would be different.

Excuse me?

Nothing. I have class.

Good morning.

Morning.

As soon as the others arrive,
go to the airport.

You're not coming?

No.

Do you want me to come?

Why not?

Do you miss me or something?
Having issues with your little girlfriend?

Hmm...

My mom is in trouble with Román again.

Did she say something?

She doesn't need to.

When I arrived today,
she was smoking non-stop,

watching the news obsessively,
and her face is bruised.

She's obviously gambling again.
Do you know anything?

I don't, to be honest.

- She could be going through withdrawal.
- "Withdrawal"?

Don't be naive, Emanuel, please.

She's in trouble with money again,
and I'm going to end up paying.

You're here, my dear.

I want to talk
before you leave for your trip.

I need you to be in charge of the boys.

- I can trust you, right?
- Don't worry.

Sweetie, can you please go check
on the reservations for Cancún?

If you'd be so kind. Go check.

Just tell me
that you want to speak in private.

- Oh, sweetie.
- Oh, Mom.

- See you later.
- Mm-hmm.

Do you know if he was found?
I haven't heard anything on TV.

I'm also worried about that, but it's best
to act like nothing happened.

And, please,
promise you won't do anything crazy.

Please! Okay, fine.
I do crazy things, but I won't anymore.

- Do you promise?
- I promise. I promise.

Okay.

- Hi.
- Hi, Julia.

Going to the meeting?

Margui organized a group
to discuss the place of women in art.

We know the place of women in art,
in general,

is uneven in comparison to men's.

This is where to start.

We're the generation
to hand over the baton.

The idea is to take a stand.

Then we can have coffee.
Get to know each other better.

Besides, I have yummy things to share.

Lola and I thought
that you could invite Emanuel.

We like him a lot for you.

We also liked him for us.

He's hot in bed, right?

- You did it in the bathroom.
- Thanks for the invite.

So cute.
She's embarrassed to talk about it.

Why'd you invite her?

- She's so fucking freaky, not sure.
- She's weird.

You shouldn't.

If I could ask for a wish,

do you know what I'd ask for?

I'd ask to feel again.

I haven't felt anything in so long.

Do you want me
to make you a list of all the nice

and good things you have?

I feel like I lost it all
in that accident.

Not only did I lose Lorenzo,

I also lost Julia.

She was never the same again.

We were friends all our lives.

We used to sit together at school.

Witnesses at each other's weddings.

Ana was...

magnetic, lively,

fun.

Wherever she went, everyone looked at her.

But after Lorenzo died, she changed.

She became different, dark.

I can't believe she ended up this way.

Mrs. Dolores.

Can you tell us how Ana
started frequenting the world of gigolos?

I started first.

When I separated from my husband,
ex-husband,

I couldn't believe it
when I saw those men, so young, beautiful.

They took care of us
without any commitment.

- Sounds ideal.
- Ana got excited.

When her marriage
with Víctor started crumbling,

I convinced her to follow in my footsteps.

Once she met Emanuel,

she became a frequent client
of Minou's gallery.

Did you ever notice
anything strange in their relationship?

All of those relationships are strange.

Are you here to see Tomás?

Uh, no, his brother Emanuel.

I didn't know they were brothers.

Is it your first time,
or have you hired him before?

Who?

- Hi.
- Tomás.

- Yes, do I know you?
- Uh, no.

You're Emanuel's brother, right?

I'm Julia, his friend.

Go ahead, Lily.
I'll be right there. Hi.

Uh, Emanuel sent you to tell me something?

No.
Sorry to bother you, it's just that, um...

I was trying to contact him,

and since he stayed here
while his place was getting fixed,

I thought I could find him here.

Yeah, it's just that
he had to travel for work.

It came out of nowhere.

I was also trying to reach him,
but I couldn't.

I can let him know
you came by when he's back.

No, don't worry about it.

That lady is my neighbor,
and she's a bit off.

In case she said anything strange.

Hi, this is Emanuel. Leave a message.

Ema.

Call me as soon as you hear this.

Why were you estranged lately?

Her passing won't make her a good person.
She wasn't one.

Consciously or not,
she hurt everyone in her life.

She hurt me.

She did me dirty.

At an important time in my life.

- Let's go to dinner. My treat.
- Ah! Sushi.

- You read my mind.
- Yeah.

I just made us a reservation at Tao.

- I like it.
- Here, in case they call.

- Okay.
- I'm going to shower.

Okay.

NEW MESSAGE
FROM ABEL

I MISS YOU.
WHEN CAN WE MEET AGAIN, MY QUEEN?

You're seeing Abel behind my back?

You know how important he is for me
at this point of my life.

He sent me a picture.
He probably does that with everyone.

That's how these guys are.

It's not about that, Ana.

If I asked you not to do something,

you should have listened
because it was important to me.

You're right.

You don't care
about anybody else's feelings.

Look at me.

I put everything aside

to come here and cheer you up,
as I've done all my life.

It's probably for the best,
so you can finally move on from Abel.

What you have with him is a fantasy.

So you did this for me
and I should thank you?

You should stay alone, Ana.

You fuck up everything you touch.

Your daughter, Lorenzo...

me.

Stop underestimating me.

I wish you were dead.

Goodbye, Ana.

I never want to see you again.

A spa employee heard you threaten her.

I said horrible things.

And I wished the worst.

I did. But I would have never hurt her.

You stated that you were home alone
the night of the murder.

Please.

I'm a lawyer, and I know
that I don't need to defend myself. Ana...

was found at Emanuel's apartment.

Why would I be a suspect?

Then you should know anything is possible

until proven otherwise.

Hi.

Hey. What a surprise to see you here.

Orchids are my passion.

An escape.

- Really?
- Mm. What are you doing here?

I'm here because a client invited me

and I didn't know how to get out of it.

So, here I am.

I'm sorry,

but I don't understand
why people are so obsessed with these...

plants.

Yes, they're only plants.

Yes. They're very pretty.

They're so hard to understand

that deciphering them has become

my passion.

They have a magnetic beauty

and a complex sexual reproduction system.

Once you connect with them,

you don't want
to stop having that feeling,

again, and again, and again...

Like an addiction.

- Do you want a drink?
- Yes.

- Please.
- Come.

I need to see Román.

I come to pay him what I owe.
I'm sure he's expecting me.

One moment.

Come in.

Minou.

Román's biggest headache.

I want to see him.

Are you sure?

Of course I am.

I want to see him.

It's impossible.

He had an accident.

The gardener at his country home found him
at the bottom of an empty pool.

That's terrible.

Well, he and I have always been...

Our relationship was complicated.

But I always cared for him.
So, I should leave.

That was Román's.

Of course. Of course.

Julia,
we have to finish the project.

When can we go back to the lab?

I need to be with Julia right now
because she needs me.

That's all I want.

I feel like an idiot.

For fighting over a man.

"Man"

is too big of a word for him.

Abel used both of us.

Feeling better, Mom?

Why do I fuck everything up?

You'll be okay.

Whenever you fall,

you always get up, right?

Like a phoenix.

I like that.

I like the image of the phoenix.

You know, when you were little,

you'd ask me all the time

to curl your hair.

I remember that when I was little...

I used to spy on you
when you were getting ready for a party,

and I observed
how you did your hair and makeup.

And your dresses.

You looked like a princess.

I wanted to grow up and have someone
look at me like Dad used to look at you.

Back then, I was very,

very, very happy,

and didn't realize it.

How did you grow up so quickly?

Long ago,
a doctor said my life was so complicated,

that I was surely going to end up
in the ICU with a massive heart attack.

Anyone with that diagnosis
would start exercising.

Go on a diet. Start doing yoga.

I manage a lab.

- That's why botany saved my life.
- I see.

Besides, to be honest,

it's a lot easier to deal with plants
than with humans.

I should do the same.

I'd love it

if someone joined me in this hobby.

- What about Ana?
- Ana?

Hmm, Ana doesn't love nature.

Besides, after all this time,
we're partners more than husband and wife.

I see.

That's what all married men say
when they want to stray.

I've heard it before.

Lorenzo was...

a great human being.

He treated everyone well,
no matter where they came from.

Yes.

He was...

a great father...

a great husband.

It's okay.

Did you know that...

Dad didn't want Serolixine to be produced?

No. Well...

I don't remember.

I'm working on a school project
and I went to the lab,

so I heard a few things.

That's good. I'm glad you went to the lab.

Your dad would be proud of you.

Maybe it was time for me to get involved.

I was Lorenzo's business partner
and best friend.

When he died...

- I took care of everything, including Ana.
- Tell me the truth.

Were you always in love
with your best friend's wife?

Or did you want to be the hero
and protect her?

Maybe both.

Julia was very little,

and she was very traumatized
by the accident.

But Ana...

She couldn't take care of her.

If Julia didn't exist,
everything would have been different.

Tell me about Julia.

She's...

beautiful.

But...

she's suffered a lot.

I hope life rewards her.

And you?

Are you ready for a reward?

That was between them.

This is just a job for me.

But, yeah, things got ugly
between Dolores and Ana.

I had no choice but to be discreet

with both of them.

To avoid adding fuel to the fire,
you know?

How so?

You know a scorned woman

is capable of anything.

Don't you?

- Seriously?
- Mmm.

I didn't know. Tell me.

What about a scorned man?

Tell me something.

Did you continue seeing Ana
after the incident between them?

I admit it.

Ana didn't want to stop seeing me.

And what happened
during your sexual encounters?

Talking about sex is boring to me.

But if you'd like,

I can show you for free.

That I can do.

Swimming on a sunny day
is like a journey to space.

So maybe we are undercover aliens.

You know,
people do things other than speaking.

The day is incredible.

Beside the pool, if you want to.

It's "by the swimming pool," not "beside."

I'd rather go for another drink.

I don't want to spoil my hair.

Tomás, I'm in Cancún.
What's up?

You finally answered.

Julia came by looking for you.

- Can you tell me why?
- What did you tell her?

Nothing, don't worry about that.

If you're afraid she'll find out
what you do,

your secret is safe.

Thank you, Tomás.
I'll call you later to explain.

I HEARD SOMETHING VERY SAD.
ROMÁN HAD AN ACCIDENT.

HOW SAD, WHAT AN UGLY ENDING.

Let's go to the room.

Do you like it? Huh?

Yes!

Nara?

Nara, stop joking. Nara.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Emanuel!

Emanuel!

Open up, Emanuel!

Emanuel!

- What's wrong?
- She's not breathing.

She's not breathing.

Here.

She's not breathing.

What did she take?
What's that on the table?

Nara! Help her!

Get her down! Get her down!

Nara! Nara!

Call an ambulance! Now!

Oh my God!

- Did you call?
- Yeah, I called.

Come on.

She's back? She is!

She's back!

Nara. Nara.

Nara.

- It's fine.
- Fine?

- Are you crazy? You almost killed her.
- Come on!

She had a couple of things,
and she had a great time.

An ambulance and police are on their way.
Want us to get caught?

Is that what you want?
What are you saying, huh?

You think you're better than me?

Emanuel, we're exactly the same.

Between two adults with consent,

anything goes.

More so when the person paying
requests specific...

Specific games.

Did Mrs. Miró Sanz
ask you for anything extreme?

Wow, agent.

Don't you think it's gauche
to ask that about a dead woman?

No.

I think the line
between pleasure and pain is thin.

You could have gone over the limit

and hurt your client.

- I'm not a murderer!
- Sit down.

Now.

Do you have proof against me?

Or are you just going to annoy me
with your judgments?

Ana requested special things.

And I complied.

You killed her.

- Confess, you coward.
- Come on, stop.

- You're a coward.
- Come on, please.

- Murderer!
- Let's go.

How are you feeling?

I can bring you something to eat
if you want.

It'd be good for you.

I'm going to sleep.

I'll be downstairs if you need me.

Did you know
Dad didn't want Serolixine to be produced?

The phone, honey.

Don't pick up.

- It could be important. Let me answer.
- Don't pick up!

- It could be important.
- Don't.

Come on. It could be important.

Oof.

- Everything okay?
- Víctor.

We had a disagreement
over the launch of a new drug.

I have doubts.

- You know how he is.
- Mm-hmm.

Stubborn, persistent.

- Obsessive.
- Compulsive.

Anxious. Annoying.

- Let's make love.
- No, we have to go.

Let's go, mister.

Didn't you want to get there early?

Margui.

Margui!

I can't feel my hands.

- Lola, what's wrong?
- Lola.

- Lola.
- My hands.

Look at me. Go get help.

Lola. Breathe, Lola. Look at me.

No, look at me.

- Look at me, Lola.
- Julia, what happened?

Lola.

Lola. Lola, it's Facundo.
Did she take anything?

Two Serolixine pills.

I don't like the tennis shoes.

Go with him and help him change.

Yes, something more formal.
Tomorrow, I'll add it to the agenda.

- Plus, other colors...
- Good morning!

What's up?

You started without me?

Stop.

Good morning to you too, boss.

You're not on my staff anymore. Leave.

I see your dog already ratted me out.

Abel, you should leave.

The problem is that you never understood
what we do here.

- Never.
- Really?

Yes.

You denigrated yourself to a
simple dispenser of sex and nothing else.

You never stopped being that boy I found

begging for coins in the street.

You took the easy road, Abel.

Using drugs.

Endangering my clients!

- It wasn't that bad.
- Yes, it was!

You almost killed a woman!

And you're not with the police
giving a statement right now

because she didn't want to.

Because she doesn't want
to expose herself.

Do you all think you're better than me?

- Let me walk you out.
- Hey!

- Do it! You too?
- Please!

- It was a pleasure to work with you.
- Really?

Do you really think

you're better than me?

You really do?

You know what? I don't need this.

- Mom.
- You know what?

- What?
- I'll open my own business.

- Mm-hmm.
- You won't forget me easily.

- Yes.
- Sure.

Beautiful.

Goddamn it.

Okay, I don't want to see long faces.

Nothing happened here. Such is life.

What do we have to do?

Go study Italian. And you go to work.

Everyone, no long faces!

Nothing happened!

METROPOLITAN ART SCHOOL

You disappeared.

You promised you wouldn't do that.

I know. I admit it.

Tomás told you what happened,
but things got more complicated.

I'm in big trouble.

I'm in love with you.

Julia, before I met you,

I was independent, I was alone,

and I didn't have to explain myself.

But everything changed.

Now, I need you.

I need to know
if I'm the only one who feels that way.

Emanuel, I don't understand.

Your job, your sudden disappearances...

- I was a fool, I know.
- Your trips to New York.

I don't even know where you live.

If that's the issue, let's fix it.
Let's go to my apartment.

Okay.

Julia, I also don't know you.

I love what I know about you.

But I need to know
if you feel the same way.

How was the expo?

Boring.

How about you?

The spa and the massages?

It started well, but it ended badly.

I got in a fight with Dolores.

That's too bad.

Somehow, it suits you
to have gotten in a fight. You look good.

That's because of Julia, not Dolores.

- Ah?
- We were chatting and...

we had a good time.

It suits Julia to fall in love.

Sit down.

Tell me.

Did Lorenzo have to die
so you could launch Serolixine?

Is it just alcohol,
or are you using something stronger now?

Actually,

I can see clearly,
and I feel more lucid and sober than ever.

But I've had that...

that thought the entire day,
and I'm not the one who has the answer.

What are you trying to say?

Lorenzo died at just the right moment

for you to have the freedom
to do what you wanted with the lab.

Don't you think it's weird?

MODERN ART GALLERY

Dolores.

By your face, I can see that Abel is
already filling your head with nonsense.

I don't know what you're talking about.
I haven't seen him.

Sit down, please.

While you're here, I want you to know
that Abel isn't on the staff anymore.

- Did Ana ask you to do that?
- No.

She had nothing to do with that.

I had my reasons,
which were many and very serious.

Minou.

I've known you for a long time.

I've never had complaints.

But I think it's awful
for you to be Ana's accomplice

by letting her hire the same man
knowing we're friends.

Yes, it's true. I'm so embarrassed.

Please, accept my apologies.

- It's just that Ana...
- No.

You don't know Ana.

Ana does whatever she wants.

Ana lies to you. She lies to me.

She lies to everyone.

What are you trying to tell me?

Well.

This ends the mystery.

This is my home.

You have good taste.

It's the least I could do.

- May I?
- Please.

It's beautiful.

Want a drink?

- This isn't bad either.
- Not at all.

Yeah, I have to fix that.

Before someone breaks in.

Let's hope not.

Excuse me.

Dolores told me everything.

You're a piece of shit!

You betrayed me,
and you know perfectly well

that there's nothing worse you could do.

You're Julia, right?