Gran Hotel (2011–2013): Season 1, Episode 9 - La huella - full transcript
Previously on "Grand Hotel"...
Your son is an addict.
No more pills. You're going to rehab.
I knew Javi wasn't the father.
So you just made up this lie?
What the hell is wrong with you?
- Ingrid?
- Something's wrong with the baby.
I cannot believe Santiago
borrowed all that money
from those dangerous people.
What else did he tell you?
Hi!
Hey, Dad.
How would you like
upgrading to a nicer hotel?
Have your people deal with Finn.
Time to make this end.
I've been falling for you
since the moment I
first laid eyes on you.
We heard the sirens, and then...
I-I rushed over...
to see if I could help.
Mi amor. I-I didn't hear you come in.
Detectives, this is my wife, Gigi.
"Detectives"?
What's going on?
They're just asking
a few questions about the...
accident at the Finn.
We heard from multiple witnesses
that there was some "bad blood"
between Mr. Mendoza and Mr. Finn.
And you think my husband had
something to do with that?
My son, Javi,
almost died in that accident.
How can you possibly think
that I could hurt my own child?
We've got enough for now.
If you think of anything else...
Whatever I can do to help.
Thank you.
Please tell me you had
nothing to do with this.
How could you ask me that?
You told me Mateo was
"handling" the Finn problem.
Is this how he handled it?
I don't know.
This is what happens when you
get in bed with bad people.
Yes, I know all about Mateo.
And the people he works for.
The gangsters you borrowed money from.
H-How do you know?
Doesn't matter.
What matters is you lied to me.
No, no, you don't understand.
- I-I-I was... I tried to...
- No, basta.
There are 800 beds in this hotel.
You can sleep in any one but mine.
Room service.
Oh, good, lunch. I'm starving.
You can put it right over there.
Room service.
Is that my dinner?
You can put it right over...
I know where to put it.
- Room service.
- Breakfast!
- Finally.
- Whoa!
I kind of worked up an appetite.
Is there any actual food on that cart?
No, sorry.
But you got family breakfast in...
twenty minutes.
I'll be there, serving you.
That'll be weird.
Why don't I just tell my family about us
and then you can switch shifts?
No!
I-I mean...
Don't you think it's a little soon?
I mean, I guess, but...
we are gonna tell
them eventually, right?
Yeah, it's just...
I love this part right now.
It's just you and me,
in our little bubble.
I do love our bubble.
Once your family finds out,
everything gets messy.
Okay, well...
let's keep it between us for now.
Which won't be easy,
since I can't keep my hands off you.
Well...
we do have twenty minutes.
You're making sure Dad's
taking his pills, right?
'Cause the blue ones have
to be with food.
Jay, you are being a
real pain in my ass.
But keep it up. You're a good son.
Ingrid.
What are you doing here?
You said I could have
my old job back, right?
Yes, but I just didn't
expect to see you back
so soon after your, um...
after the accident.
I can't afford to take
any more time off.
And I'm doing better.
Plus I thought it would be nice
to be around some friendly faces.
Jay, isn't it nice to see Ingrid back?
I'm glad you're doing better.
I got to get up to the
Presidential Suite.
Good morning.
Sleep well?
Never better.
Hey, Dad, I'm going to visit
Javi at rehab Saturday.
Do you want to come?
I can't, but I'm going Sunday.
Would you give him my love?
I will, but I think he'd prefer some
of your spicy quesadillas.
I'll make him a big batch.
Oh, hello, Danny.
- How are you?
- Good, thanks.
Can I get you anything else?
Um, some berries, perhaps?
Oh, thank you. That would be lovely.
Wow, you guys are totally
sleeping together.
What? Dtch!
We decided to keep it on the down-low.
"We"? Or "you"?
If her family finds out,
they'll want to get to know me.
I can't take that risk.
Especially if they're involved
in Sky's disappearance.
Oh, so it's your classic love story...
Boy meets girl...
boy sends girl's family to prison.
Nice.
Oh, Alicia, I could use your help.
We just booked a big
wedding for this Saturday.
What? Why so last-minute?
Well, it was supposed to be at the Finn.
But, as you know,
they had that... horrible accident.
Right.
I mean, I guess I could
pull something together.
Can I pick my own staff?
Yeah, whatever you need.
You hear that?
I get to pick my own staff.
And I pick you.
Oh, whoa, Danny, geez.
- Be careful.
- Uh, my bad.
I'll... I'll clean that right up.
Sorry, we can't stay for breakfast.
- Busy morning.
- Super busy morning.
Yeah, so we're just gonna
bring this back to our rooms.
And get started on our
super busy morning.
I thought you were not eating carbs?
Uh, I'm not!
These are for Yoli.
Well...
- Okay.
- Okay.
It's you.
I wasn't sure.
Don't worry.
This room has been closed
to guests for years.
No one knows it's here.
You're safe.
Come on, sit down.
Wow.
I can't tell you, I've imagined
this moment for years.
It's almost like we're... family again.
The only thing missing is your mother.
You think she...
might want to... see me again?
Oh, my God, that would be amazing.
Yeah, an amazing way to get caught.
What if she turns him in?
I mean, she's not that
fond of you after the whole
leaving-her-broke-with-two-kids thing.
Maybe if she knew how much
it meant to both of you
to have me in your lives again.
Guess it wouldn't hurt to ask.
Well, Detectives, I hope
you've gotten everything you need.
For now.
We should be able to wrap
this up in a couple days.
A couple days?
Is that really necessary?
Uh, could you give us a minute?
Why the hell do I pay you?
You need to make this go away.
You paid me to stop
looking into the missing girl.
I did that. But this is different.
- How?
- That guy Finn is pissed.
His hotel's closed indefinitely.
He wants revenge, and he's got
the clout to make it happen.
You're closing the case?
My sister is still missing.
Sometimes people go
missing in a hurricane.
All right, it happens
more than you'd think.
So, what, she just blew away?
Maybe. Or...
maybe she had some reasons
for wanting to disappear.
You don't know my sister.
She would never do that to me.
Babe, maybe we should do this tomorrow.
We had a long drive, you're tired.
The only thing I'm tired
of is this guy's attitude.
All I'm asking you to do is your job.
Who the hell are you to
tell me how to do my job?!
We're very sorry for your loss.
If anything turns up,
we will give you a call.
- Come on.
- Why won't you investigate?
- Danny.
- Why won't you help me find my sister?
- Are you sure it's the same detectives?
- Definitely.
I'll never forget that creep's face.
I wonder why they're meeting with Mateo.
Do you remember what
Nelson said before he died?
He knew Mateo bribed the
cops investigating Sky.
Maybe they know what
really happened to her.
Maybe.
But if they recognize
you, you're screwed.
Just be careful.
Thank you for trusting
us with your wedding.
It's gonna be so magical.
I appreciate that,
but I'm not the one
you have to answer to.
My fiancé is...
a bit of a "bridezilla."
Oh, believe me.
I know all about bridezillas.
My stepsister was a nightmare.
No bride could be worse than her.
This is it?
I mean...
it does sort of feel like the Riviera,
but I'm not getting the "Grand" part.
When you're done complaining,
love of my life,
I want you to meet our point
person for the wedding.
Alicia Mendoza. Hi.
And you're the... other groom.
Yes. Two men. Is that a problem?
No, not at all. It's wonderful.
It's not every day you get to
be on the right side of history
and help an older gay
couple walk down the aisle.
Older? Did she just call us "older"?
Honey, she's twelve.
Everyone is older to her.
Well, I can't wait to get started.
And I promise to make myself available
- anytime, anywhere.
- Ah.
Great, how about now and here?
My inspiration is Prince
Harry-Meghan Markle.
But, you know, classy.
Um, I wasn't that close
with my dad growing up.
I was closer to my mom,
but she started going away a lot,
so he had to step up.
Going away?
Yeah, business trips.
That's what my dad told us.
I mean, psht, me... me and my sister
didn't even get to say
goodbye half of the time.
My father disappeared a lot,
too, when I was a kid.
Wasn't until I got older I realized
he actually had a whole
other life going on...
Booze, gambling, benders.
That's a bummer.
You said your mom died young?
Of a heart attack?
Yeah, why?
Well, there's a strong genetic
component with addiction.
And there are a few things you
told me about her that, uh...
What?
Well, I wonder, is it possible
she struggled with addiction herself?
My mom?
No, she was basically a saint.
You were young. Kids don't always know.
No, you're way off on this.
Just thought I'd ask.
Things have gone too far.
I've got detectives sniffing around,
grilling me like I'm a criminal.
I'm sorry. But I can't make
this investigation go away.
Which is why I want
to speak to your boss.
- Santiago...
- It's time we finally meet.
That's not how this works.
I am the go-between.
That's why they installed me here.
I talk to them. Not you.
Oh, my God.
Wait, this bean dip tastes awful.
That's because it's a mud mask.
Oh, my God!
- Have some more sangria, Mami.
- Sí.
I can't remember the last time
we had a "girls' night."
Not since you two were little.
Yeah, I know. I remember how
we used to drive Dad crazy,
how giggly we would get.
Do you ever think about him?
I do. All the time.
I think about...
running him over.
- What?
- What?
It's my fantasy!
Your father crossing the street,
me hitting the gas. And bam!
Roadkill.
- Roadkill?
- That's what it's called, right?
When you flatten someone like a pancake?
So... not a fan, then?
If I never see that
rat-face coward again,
it will be too soon.
Ingrid, what are you doing here?
I'm so sorry.
Please don't fire me. I just...
needed a place to crash.
And you picked the linen closet?
Well, I was sleeping in my car,
and then it got towed.
And I've been looking for an apartment,
but they all want three months up front.
Look, I know I messed up, and I...
probably deserve all of this.
But I don't...
I don't have anywhere to go.
Lord, please forgive me
for what I'm about to do.
There you go!
Oh, okay. Okay.
What on Earth? Jason...
put your shirt on and straighten up.
We got company.
Hi.
You can stay in the back bedroom.
It's Jason's. But don't worry,
He can sleep on the couch.
Wait, say what now?
Oh, it's comfortable.
I've slept there many times.
I didn't know that you
lived with your parents.
Yeah, I'm saving up for grad school.
What are you doing here?
She's going to stay with us until
she can get back on her feet.
I'll be the perfect houseguest.
- I'll cook, I'll clean...
- Let's not go crazy.
Down the hall, last room on your left.
Yeah, it's the one with the
Christina Aguilera posters.
Those were in there when we moved in.
Are you crazy?
You're letting her move in,
after everything she's done?
She's been through a lot, Jay, okay?
- Give the girl a break.
- She's a liar.
Her and Javi never even slept together.
She's been playing
everybody this whole time.
Okay, we all do things that we regret.
Why are you being so nice to her?
You were the one trying to convince me
- that she was a bad person.
- Okay, look, honey.
If there is one thing I know,
there are no "good" or "bad" people.
There are just people.
And it's only for a week.
It's gonna be one long week.
Hey! How'd you know where to find me?
A better question is,
why are you painting flowers orange?
Orange?
They're supposed to be tangerine.
A wedding client is insisting
on tangerine lilies,
which apparently don't exist.
So guess who's painting
flowers, one by one?
Hey, Alici...
What happened to you?
Looks like you were hit by a tornado.
Uh, just... pulling my hair
out over these flowers.
Oh. Then I assume those belong
to the gentleman roaming
the halls looking for,
and I quote,
"the twelve-year-old who
is ruining my wedding."
Yeah, that would be me.
Thank you for the heads-up.
Okay, so, I'll text you later?
Maybe we can meet up for
a little bit of "room service."
Uh, today's gonna be tricky.
I don't get a lot of breaks.
I'll make time.
Okay, go on. Go. Get.
I have 200 more flowers I have to paint.
Finally.
Well, what'd she say?
Bad news is she doesn't want to see you.
Good news... I got
your favorite Medianoche sandwich.
Are you sure?
It was a pretty hard "no."
Actually, more like a "hell no."
I asked them to make it gluten-free,
but they gave me a dirty look.
Hope you're hungry.
I cannot believe you lost Dad.
- He just disappeared!
- Uh, no.
He went looking for Mom.
Who will kill him!
If Santiago doesn't kill him first.
Go upstairs, to the Presidential Suite.
I'll go downstairs to her office.
Okay.
_
_
Hey.
Those are those detectives
I was talking about.
Okay. Hang back.
I'm gonna go see what I can hear.
No, you can't just helicopter
over their conversation.
- They'll notice.
- No, they won't.
We're waiters. People don't see us.
Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't see you.
Hey, can you help me find
the office of Gigi Mendoza?
It's the Mezzanine level,
with the gold stairs.
Thank you.
May I come in?
I should've told you about Mateo
and the loan.
I wanted to tell you a million times.
- I just...
- Just what?
Mateo's people are capable
of terrible things.
I just wanted to keep you
away from that ugliness.
Oh, my God.
You're just like Felix.
How can you say that?
The excuses, the secrets,
the lying about money.
I was protecting you, keeping you safe!
That's what Felix used to say.
I went through hell once.
I'm not doing it again.
Mi amor.
I'm truly sorry.
What more can I offer?
Come back when you can
offer a true partnership.
Because that's what a real marriage is.
What the hell do you think you're doing?
Here are the personnel
files you requested.
Mr. Mendoza asked me to cooperate,
but I can assure you...
My staff had nothing to do
with the balcony collapse.
Well, you understand,
we... we still have to investigate.
Jason, what are you doing?
Just... doing my job.
As a waiter. My waiter job.
Can I get you something to drink?
No. We're fine.
Okay.
So, that's everyone who was working?
What'd they say?
They're gonna interview
all the employees
that were working the
night of the collapse.
- I was working that night.
- I know.
Your file's in the stack.
Do you know how dangerous that was?
I just got you back into my life.
I don't want to lose you again.
I'm sorry.
I really need to talk to your mother.
Well, she doesn't want to talk to you.
That's because Santiago has
poisoned her against me.
- This is all his fault.
- What are you talking about?
Your stepfather's not
the man you think he is.
Gigi needs to know.
Finally.
Hello, handsome...
- Aah!
- Aah!
Oh God!
Why are you in your underwear?!
Because this is my room!
- Why are you here?
- Why am I here?
Taste this!
I don't drink champagne.
Neither will my guests,
if this is what we're serving.
- It's swill!
- George.
First you made me find
"free-range doves" for the ceremony.
Then you complained that the
flowers I hand-painted
were "kumquat," not "tangerine."
You're impossible!
You're right. I am.
It's just...
I've been planning
this wedding in my head
for thirty years,
and I want it to be perfect.
Why did you wait so long?
I met Clive in 1986.
In Mississippi.
It wasn't like we had much of a choice.
That must've been hard.
Then the world changed, but...
I guess we didn't.
Just got so used to hiding.
You wouldn't understand.
Actually, I do.
I'm, um, seeing someone,
and we're kind of
keeping it under wraps.
What made you guys decide
to finally take the plunge?
Two years ago, my mom died.
During the funeral,
I could barely hold it together.
Then Clive reached over
and took my hand...
In front of everyone.
After 30 years,
you wouldn't think
anything could be new...
But...
... this was.
After that,
I knew I could never hide again.
My payment for the month.
I wasn't expecting
this for another week.
Well, business has been good.
Yes, and...
I'm sure having the Finn
close its doors didn't hurt.
Thank you.
I'll bring this to my people right away.
Ah, I'm sorry.
The restaurant was slammed.
And then on my way up
I saw your stepmom...
... and I had to take the stairs
so she wouldn't find out,
but I'm here now.
Listen.
I've been thinking.
Maybe we should just be more
open about our relationship.
I-I thought we agreed
to stay quiet for now.
Remember the bubble?
Yeah, I want to pop the bubble.
I'm proud of you, Danny.
I want to introduce you to my friends
and hold your hand in the lobby.
God, wouldn't it be nice
to go to a family breakfast
where you weren't, you know, the waiter?
What about your dad?
And my job?
We'll sign a waiver.
That's what Yoli and Marisa did.
Look. I know my family can be...
intense.
I just want to be in
a relationship that feels real.
I'm just...
not ready yet.
I'm... I'm sorry.
Oh.
Okay.
I've got to go hunt down a
champagne that isn't swill.
Okay.
See you later?
What are you doing here?
This is the mysterious lender
you've been warning me about?
You must be Santiago Mendoza.
I'm Theresa.
Nice to finally meet you...
at my place of business...
without any warning.
It's not my style to
show up unannounced.
But I had to speak with you.
Let's go to my office.
It's private.
You understand.
Ugh! What's that smell?
Ingrid cooked us dinner.
Yeah, you've been so kind to me,
I just wanted to show my appreciation.
We're not seriously doing this, right?
Come on. One meal won't kill you.
You sure about that?
Sit down, son.
- How about we say a prayer first?
- Yes, yes.
So you own a car dealership.
I own many businesses.
I'm an entrepreneur.
Like yourself.
I don't conduct business the way you do.
What you did to the Finn?
You nearly killed my son.
That was unfortunate.
But I hear he's fine
and getting treated for his addiction.
Serenity Sands, right?
Checked in last Tuesday?
I'm done being
intimidated by you people.
I want out.
I'll find someone else
to finance the debt.
I doubt that.
I was the only one
willing to work with you.
There wasn't a bank in Florida
that would loan you that money.
If I had known how crooked you were,
I never would've taken it.
I'm sorry, but wasn't it you
who asked us to handle the Finn?
Don't kid yourself.
We are two sides of the same coin.
You just don't like
getting your hands dirty.
I will get you your damn money.
And then this is over.
I'm not a criminal.
And I was just about to
call the Commissioner
to get him to stop the investigation
into that balcony collapse.
But if you don't want that...
I thought so.
Ingrid, this smells so good,
but this darn chemo...
I feel so nauseous,
I don't think I can eat.
Lucky bastard.
- Yeah, I'm not hungry, either.
- Don't be rude.
Ingrid went through a lot
of trouble making this.
I'm gonna go get Dad's pills.
Mm.
This tastes really...
fizzy.
Yeah, my, uh, grandma's
recipe calls for orange juice,
but you guys were out,
so I used orange soda.
What'd you do in the bathroom?
Oh, I-I cleaned it.
I had my dad's pills in there...
Left side are with food,
right side are without.
You got them all mixed up!
It's okay, son.
Doctor gave me a guide with pictures.
Yeah, Jay, calm down.
It looks like you got some
new suckers to defend you.
Guess you don't need me anymore, huh?
Look, my eyes are crossing.
- Refill?
- Yeah.
_
- Whoa, whoa!
- Easy.
- Geez.
- Sorry.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Wait a sec.
I know you from somewhere.
Well, I'm a waiter here.
I-I probably served
you lunch or something.
No, no, no. That's not it.
This is gonna drive me crazy.
I know how we know him.
He looks just like the delivery
guy from Sergio's Pizza.
- That's right! He does!
- Yeah, yeah.
- That's right! He does!
- Yeah, yeah.
Hey, you don't have a twin brother
out there somewhere, do you?
Not that I know of.
Mm.
- Have a good night.
- Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
Oh, hey, Marisa.
The girls booked me in for a massage.
Wait, n-not with you, right?
I mean, um,
you're my daughter's girlfriend.
I want us to be close,
just not that close.
Don't worry. It's not with me.
First door to your right.
Thank you.
What are you two doing here?
What's going on?
There's someone we want you to see.
Okay.
Hello, Gigi.
Oh, my God.
Felix...
I had to see you.
I've missed you so much.
I'll deal with you two later.
Now get out!
I'm sorry.
Ten years and not one word,
and now you show up
here and you ambush me?!
I didn't know how else to
get you to talk to me, Gi.
I had to try to get my family back.
What family?
The one you abandoned?
I had to leave town.
The FBI wanted to put me in prison.
Which is where you belong.
You stole money from innocent people...
Including Santiago.
"Innocent"?
Santiago is the one
responsible for all of this.
What are you talking about?
Baby, when the market crashed,
my fund took a big hit.
I reached out to Santiago, as a friend,
to buy time, to get out of the tailspin.
He turned me in to the feds instead.
You're lying.
You can call the FBI if
you don't believe me.
Why would he want to hurt our family?
You know Santiago had his eye on you
long before Beatriz died.
He would've done anything
to get me out of the picture.
Anything.
So Danny wants to keep
your relationship secret?
He says "for now." But I don't know.
I'm getting the feeling
he might mean forever.
Yeah, well,
I hate to break it to you, sis,
but I've definitely been that guy.
You know, the one that just
wants to have a good time,
nothing more.
Enough about Danny.
How are you?
I'm okay.
Food here sucks, but...
... guess pill poppers
can't be choosers.
I, uh... I talked about
Mom in my session today.
Do you remember how she
used to go away all the time
on those, like, last-minute
business trips, wherever?
Yeah, and Dad would let us stay up late
and make waffles for dinner.
You think she was an addict?
What?
Mami? No, that's crazy.
We would've known.
Wouldn't we?
You didn't know I was one.
He knows who I am now.
That is something
I really wanted to avoid.
I let my guard down.
It won't happen again.
I promise.
He's gonna regret coming here.
Go easy on him.
His son almost died.
He's upset like any father would be.
Can you blame him?
I didn't realize you were
such an expert on parenting.
I'm... I'm just saying,
he's been hit with a lot.
Who are you working for, Mateo?
You. Always.
Everything you've done for me,
I'm so grateful.
Because you seem like you're
getting a little soft on me.
Soft?!
I've done things I
never imagined for you.
How can you question my loyalty?
There he is.
The street punk
that was holding up tourists
when I took him on.
It's nice to see he's still in there
under all that hair gel.
I'll think about it.
Maybe things have gotten
a little out of control
at that hotel.
Hey. What are you still doing here?
I thought you worked lunch today.
I picked up another shift.
Figured a little extra
cash couldn't hurt.
So, this has nothing to
do with our houseguest?
I don't know.
I wanted to believe in her, you know?
I defended her when everybody
told me she didn't deserve it.
Well, you try and see
the best in people,
and that's a good thing.
Well, I feel like an idiot.
Look, Ingrid needs your compassion,
not your judgment.
A loss like she's had is devastating.
I would know.
Wait.
What are you talking about?
Before you were born,
I had several miscarriages.
Your dad and I, we didn't even
know if we could have a baby.
Mom, I had no idea.
It's not something I like to talk about.
But it all worked out.
Because we were blessed with you...
Our miracle baby.
I guess I haven't been acting very
"miraculous" lately, huh?
You will always be a miracle to me.
But that girl is lost,
afraid, and alone,
so I'm gonna go home,
and I'm gonna eat
whatever disgusting dish
she puts in front of me.
Because right now, what Ingrid needs...
is a friend.
Sir?
Alicia!
It's everything I dreamed of.
It's perfect.
But this lily is "cantaloupe."
Destroy it.
Right away.
You and Clive deserve to have
all your dreams come true.
Whew, uh...
I am not one to seek out the spotlight.
Uh, George does enough
of that for both of us.
I have to say, I'm just so shocked by...
... my joy.
I have to go hold his hand,
or he'll start crying.
The old softy.
Honestly, I was
the one dragging my feet.
I always had one reason or another to...
put off the wedding.
The idea of all your eyes on me,
like they are now...
Uh...
... terrified me.
But I was selfish.
My reluctance was...
hurting the person I
love most in this world,
and it kills me to think
you ever thought...
Even for one second
I didn't love you....
And now, I-I-I just want to
shout it from the mountaintop!
You know, I don't care who sees
or what they think.
He's right.
Is that real enough for you?
Hey!
I starved myself for three
months to fit into this suit,
so look at my happiness! Not theirs!
Tesoro.
There you are.
What now?
Please.
I have been wrong about everything.
And you've been right.
Santiago,
if this is just another apology,
- I don't...
- No. The truth is...
I kept you in the dark
because I was embarrassed
at the man I had become.
I kept secrets from the most
important person in my life...
You.
But that stops now.
That sounds good.
I went to see Mateo's
boss about the debt.
But they shot me down.
It's fine.
We can figure our way out...
together.
The last thing I'd ever want
is for you to think I'm like Felix.
You know,
whoever turned him in to the FBI
did the world a favor.
That person deserves a medal.
Hold the elevator, please.
So...
working at the hotel where
your sister went missing.
That's pretty ballsy.
You remember me?
Yeah, and you're lucky
that my idiot partner doesn't.
Why'd you cover for me?
Your sister didn't just "vanish."
We had some leads.
Things that didn't add up.
And then suddenly,
my partner just announces that
we've "hit a dead end."
Case closed.
Because he was bribed.
I wouldn't put it past him.
Look, I want to bust my partner,
and you want to find out
what happened to your sister.
Maybe we can help each other out.
What's this?
I figured we could use
something to get the taste
of that orange-soda
casserole out of our mouths.
Rude.
It's also...
It's an apology.
You know,
for the way I acted the other night.
- No, Jason...
- No, no.
We're friends.
And that means I got your back.
Just promise me,
no more cooking or cleaning.
Yeah.
Domestic skills aren't exactly my thing.
Probably would've been
a terrible mother.
Unh-unh.
Yeah, I don't know about that.
You shouldn't have gone there.
You have no idea
what that woman is capable of.
I'm well aware of how
low your people can sink.
You could have made things worse.
I've lost sight of who I am.
And I have to believe you feel the same.
- I don't live with regrets.
- Really?
My son almost died because of me.
I regret that very much.
Ingrid lost her baby...
Your baby.
That doesn't weigh on you?
Of course it does.
I never imagined things
would go this far.
Then find me a way out of this.
That woman, Theresa...
you have her ear.
Talk to her.
I'll think about it.
Thomas?
What are you doing here?
Danny, could I get more coffee?
Oh, actually, Danny's not here to work.
He's here as my guest.
So that's a "no" on the coffee?
Uh, Alicia, mi amor,
define "guest."
We're together.
Mr. Mendoza.
I look forward to getting
to know you better.
Welcome, Danny. There's a full buffet.
But you already know that.
Thank you, Mrs. Mendoza.
Dude, if you think
I'm making you an omelette...
Relax. I'll serve myself.
I thought you were
keeping your relationship quiet.
I know. It's a big move.
But Alicia's worth it.
I don't want to lose her.
"Big move"?
Mr. Mendoza said he wants
to get to know you better.
That's code for "I'm
gonna be watching you."
Then I'll deal with it.
Come on. Let me just enjoy this moment.
For the first time since I got here,
I feel like I caught a break.
Detective Ayala is helping me,
and no one's gonna blow my cover.
Hi. I'm checking in.
My name's Heather Davis.
Your son is an addict.
No more pills. You're going to rehab.
I knew Javi wasn't the father.
So you just made up this lie?
What the hell is wrong with you?
- Ingrid?
- Something's wrong with the baby.
I cannot believe Santiago
borrowed all that money
from those dangerous people.
What else did he tell you?
Hi!
Hey, Dad.
How would you like
upgrading to a nicer hotel?
Have your people deal with Finn.
Time to make this end.
I've been falling for you
since the moment I
first laid eyes on you.
We heard the sirens, and then...
I-I rushed over...
to see if I could help.
Mi amor. I-I didn't hear you come in.
Detectives, this is my wife, Gigi.
"Detectives"?
What's going on?
They're just asking
a few questions about the...
accident at the Finn.
We heard from multiple witnesses
that there was some "bad blood"
between Mr. Mendoza and Mr. Finn.
And you think my husband had
something to do with that?
My son, Javi,
almost died in that accident.
How can you possibly think
that I could hurt my own child?
We've got enough for now.
If you think of anything else...
Whatever I can do to help.
Thank you.
Please tell me you had
nothing to do with this.
How could you ask me that?
You told me Mateo was
"handling" the Finn problem.
Is this how he handled it?
I don't know.
This is what happens when you
get in bed with bad people.
Yes, I know all about Mateo.
And the people he works for.
The gangsters you borrowed money from.
H-How do you know?
Doesn't matter.
What matters is you lied to me.
No, no, you don't understand.
- I-I-I was... I tried to...
- No, basta.
There are 800 beds in this hotel.
You can sleep in any one but mine.
Room service.
Oh, good, lunch. I'm starving.
You can put it right over there.
Room service.
Is that my dinner?
You can put it right over...
I know where to put it.
- Room service.
- Breakfast!
- Finally.
- Whoa!
I kind of worked up an appetite.
Is there any actual food on that cart?
No, sorry.
But you got family breakfast in...
twenty minutes.
I'll be there, serving you.
That'll be weird.
Why don't I just tell my family about us
and then you can switch shifts?
No!
I-I mean...
Don't you think it's a little soon?
I mean, I guess, but...
we are gonna tell
them eventually, right?
Yeah, it's just...
I love this part right now.
It's just you and me,
in our little bubble.
I do love our bubble.
Once your family finds out,
everything gets messy.
Okay, well...
let's keep it between us for now.
Which won't be easy,
since I can't keep my hands off you.
Well...
we do have twenty minutes.
You're making sure Dad's
taking his pills, right?
'Cause the blue ones have
to be with food.
Jay, you are being a
real pain in my ass.
But keep it up. You're a good son.
Ingrid.
What are you doing here?
You said I could have
my old job back, right?
Yes, but I just didn't
expect to see you back
so soon after your, um...
after the accident.
I can't afford to take
any more time off.
And I'm doing better.
Plus I thought it would be nice
to be around some friendly faces.
Jay, isn't it nice to see Ingrid back?
I'm glad you're doing better.
I got to get up to the
Presidential Suite.
Good morning.
Sleep well?
Never better.
Hey, Dad, I'm going to visit
Javi at rehab Saturday.
Do you want to come?
I can't, but I'm going Sunday.
Would you give him my love?
I will, but I think he'd prefer some
of your spicy quesadillas.
I'll make him a big batch.
Oh, hello, Danny.
- How are you?
- Good, thanks.
Can I get you anything else?
Um, some berries, perhaps?
Oh, thank you. That would be lovely.
Wow, you guys are totally
sleeping together.
What? Dtch!
We decided to keep it on the down-low.
"We"? Or "you"?
If her family finds out,
they'll want to get to know me.
I can't take that risk.
Especially if they're involved
in Sky's disappearance.
Oh, so it's your classic love story...
Boy meets girl...
boy sends girl's family to prison.
Nice.
Oh, Alicia, I could use your help.
We just booked a big
wedding for this Saturday.
What? Why so last-minute?
Well, it was supposed to be at the Finn.
But, as you know,
they had that... horrible accident.
Right.
I mean, I guess I could
pull something together.
Can I pick my own staff?
Yeah, whatever you need.
You hear that?
I get to pick my own staff.
And I pick you.
Oh, whoa, Danny, geez.
- Be careful.
- Uh, my bad.
I'll... I'll clean that right up.
Sorry, we can't stay for breakfast.
- Busy morning.
- Super busy morning.
Yeah, so we're just gonna
bring this back to our rooms.
And get started on our
super busy morning.
I thought you were not eating carbs?
Uh, I'm not!
These are for Yoli.
Well...
- Okay.
- Okay.
It's you.
I wasn't sure.
Don't worry.
This room has been closed
to guests for years.
No one knows it's here.
You're safe.
Come on, sit down.
Wow.
I can't tell you, I've imagined
this moment for years.
It's almost like we're... family again.
The only thing missing is your mother.
You think she...
might want to... see me again?
Oh, my God, that would be amazing.
Yeah, an amazing way to get caught.
What if she turns him in?
I mean, she's not that
fond of you after the whole
leaving-her-broke-with-two-kids thing.
Maybe if she knew how much
it meant to both of you
to have me in your lives again.
Guess it wouldn't hurt to ask.
Well, Detectives, I hope
you've gotten everything you need.
For now.
We should be able to wrap
this up in a couple days.
A couple days?
Is that really necessary?
Uh, could you give us a minute?
Why the hell do I pay you?
You need to make this go away.
You paid me to stop
looking into the missing girl.
I did that. But this is different.
- How?
- That guy Finn is pissed.
His hotel's closed indefinitely.
He wants revenge, and he's got
the clout to make it happen.
You're closing the case?
My sister is still missing.
Sometimes people go
missing in a hurricane.
All right, it happens
more than you'd think.
So, what, she just blew away?
Maybe. Or...
maybe she had some reasons
for wanting to disappear.
You don't know my sister.
She would never do that to me.
Babe, maybe we should do this tomorrow.
We had a long drive, you're tired.
The only thing I'm tired
of is this guy's attitude.
All I'm asking you to do is your job.
Who the hell are you to
tell me how to do my job?!
We're very sorry for your loss.
If anything turns up,
we will give you a call.
- Come on.
- Why won't you investigate?
- Danny.
- Why won't you help me find my sister?
- Are you sure it's the same detectives?
- Definitely.
I'll never forget that creep's face.
I wonder why they're meeting with Mateo.
Do you remember what
Nelson said before he died?
He knew Mateo bribed the
cops investigating Sky.
Maybe they know what
really happened to her.
Maybe.
But if they recognize
you, you're screwed.
Just be careful.
Thank you for trusting
us with your wedding.
It's gonna be so magical.
I appreciate that,
but I'm not the one
you have to answer to.
My fiancé is...
a bit of a "bridezilla."
Oh, believe me.
I know all about bridezillas.
My stepsister was a nightmare.
No bride could be worse than her.
This is it?
I mean...
it does sort of feel like the Riviera,
but I'm not getting the "Grand" part.
When you're done complaining,
love of my life,
I want you to meet our point
person for the wedding.
Alicia Mendoza. Hi.
And you're the... other groom.
Yes. Two men. Is that a problem?
No, not at all. It's wonderful.
It's not every day you get to
be on the right side of history
and help an older gay
couple walk down the aisle.
Older? Did she just call us "older"?
Honey, she's twelve.
Everyone is older to her.
Well, I can't wait to get started.
And I promise to make myself available
- anytime, anywhere.
- Ah.
Great, how about now and here?
My inspiration is Prince
Harry-Meghan Markle.
But, you know, classy.
Um, I wasn't that close
with my dad growing up.
I was closer to my mom,
but she started going away a lot,
so he had to step up.
Going away?
Yeah, business trips.
That's what my dad told us.
I mean, psht, me... me and my sister
didn't even get to say
goodbye half of the time.
My father disappeared a lot,
too, when I was a kid.
Wasn't until I got older I realized
he actually had a whole
other life going on...
Booze, gambling, benders.
That's a bummer.
You said your mom died young?
Of a heart attack?
Yeah, why?
Well, there's a strong genetic
component with addiction.
And there are a few things you
told me about her that, uh...
What?
Well, I wonder, is it possible
she struggled with addiction herself?
My mom?
No, she was basically a saint.
You were young. Kids don't always know.
No, you're way off on this.
Just thought I'd ask.
Things have gone too far.
I've got detectives sniffing around,
grilling me like I'm a criminal.
I'm sorry. But I can't make
this investigation go away.
Which is why I want
to speak to your boss.
- Santiago...
- It's time we finally meet.
That's not how this works.
I am the go-between.
That's why they installed me here.
I talk to them. Not you.
Oh, my God.
Wait, this bean dip tastes awful.
That's because it's a mud mask.
Oh, my God!
- Have some more sangria, Mami.
- Sí.
I can't remember the last time
we had a "girls' night."
Not since you two were little.
Yeah, I know. I remember how
we used to drive Dad crazy,
how giggly we would get.
Do you ever think about him?
I do. All the time.
I think about...
running him over.
- What?
- What?
It's my fantasy!
Your father crossing the street,
me hitting the gas. And bam!
Roadkill.
- Roadkill?
- That's what it's called, right?
When you flatten someone like a pancake?
So... not a fan, then?
If I never see that
rat-face coward again,
it will be too soon.
Ingrid, what are you doing here?
I'm so sorry.
Please don't fire me. I just...
needed a place to crash.
And you picked the linen closet?
Well, I was sleeping in my car,
and then it got towed.
And I've been looking for an apartment,
but they all want three months up front.
Look, I know I messed up, and I...
probably deserve all of this.
But I don't...
I don't have anywhere to go.
Lord, please forgive me
for what I'm about to do.
There you go!
Oh, okay. Okay.
What on Earth? Jason...
put your shirt on and straighten up.
We got company.
Hi.
You can stay in the back bedroom.
It's Jason's. But don't worry,
He can sleep on the couch.
Wait, say what now?
Oh, it's comfortable.
I've slept there many times.
I didn't know that you
lived with your parents.
Yeah, I'm saving up for grad school.
What are you doing here?
She's going to stay with us until
she can get back on her feet.
I'll be the perfect houseguest.
- I'll cook, I'll clean...
- Let's not go crazy.
Down the hall, last room on your left.
Yeah, it's the one with the
Christina Aguilera posters.
Those were in there when we moved in.
Are you crazy?
You're letting her move in,
after everything she's done?
She's been through a lot, Jay, okay?
- Give the girl a break.
- She's a liar.
Her and Javi never even slept together.
She's been playing
everybody this whole time.
Okay, we all do things that we regret.
Why are you being so nice to her?
You were the one trying to convince me
- that she was a bad person.
- Okay, look, honey.
If there is one thing I know,
there are no "good" or "bad" people.
There are just people.
And it's only for a week.
It's gonna be one long week.
Hey! How'd you know where to find me?
A better question is,
why are you painting flowers orange?
Orange?
They're supposed to be tangerine.
A wedding client is insisting
on tangerine lilies,
which apparently don't exist.
So guess who's painting
flowers, one by one?
Hey, Alici...
What happened to you?
Looks like you were hit by a tornado.
Uh, just... pulling my hair
out over these flowers.
Oh. Then I assume those belong
to the gentleman roaming
the halls looking for,
and I quote,
"the twelve-year-old who
is ruining my wedding."
Yeah, that would be me.
Thank you for the heads-up.
Okay, so, I'll text you later?
Maybe we can meet up for
a little bit of "room service."
Uh, today's gonna be tricky.
I don't get a lot of breaks.
I'll make time.
Okay, go on. Go. Get.
I have 200 more flowers I have to paint.
Finally.
Well, what'd she say?
Bad news is she doesn't want to see you.
Good news... I got
your favorite Medianoche sandwich.
Are you sure?
It was a pretty hard "no."
Actually, more like a "hell no."
I asked them to make it gluten-free,
but they gave me a dirty look.
Hope you're hungry.
I cannot believe you lost Dad.
- He just disappeared!
- Uh, no.
He went looking for Mom.
Who will kill him!
If Santiago doesn't kill him first.
Go upstairs, to the Presidential Suite.
I'll go downstairs to her office.
Okay.
_
_
Hey.
Those are those detectives
I was talking about.
Okay. Hang back.
I'm gonna go see what I can hear.
No, you can't just helicopter
over their conversation.
- They'll notice.
- No, they won't.
We're waiters. People don't see us.
Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't see you.
Hey, can you help me find
the office of Gigi Mendoza?
It's the Mezzanine level,
with the gold stairs.
Thank you.
May I come in?
I should've told you about Mateo
and the loan.
I wanted to tell you a million times.
- I just...
- Just what?
Mateo's people are capable
of terrible things.
I just wanted to keep you
away from that ugliness.
Oh, my God.
You're just like Felix.
How can you say that?
The excuses, the secrets,
the lying about money.
I was protecting you, keeping you safe!
That's what Felix used to say.
I went through hell once.
I'm not doing it again.
Mi amor.
I'm truly sorry.
What more can I offer?
Come back when you can
offer a true partnership.
Because that's what a real marriage is.
What the hell do you think you're doing?
Here are the personnel
files you requested.
Mr. Mendoza asked me to cooperate,
but I can assure you...
My staff had nothing to do
with the balcony collapse.
Well, you understand,
we... we still have to investigate.
Jason, what are you doing?
Just... doing my job.
As a waiter. My waiter job.
Can I get you something to drink?
No. We're fine.
Okay.
So, that's everyone who was working?
What'd they say?
They're gonna interview
all the employees
that were working the
night of the collapse.
- I was working that night.
- I know.
Your file's in the stack.
Do you know how dangerous that was?
I just got you back into my life.
I don't want to lose you again.
I'm sorry.
I really need to talk to your mother.
Well, she doesn't want to talk to you.
That's because Santiago has
poisoned her against me.
- This is all his fault.
- What are you talking about?
Your stepfather's not
the man you think he is.
Gigi needs to know.
Finally.
Hello, handsome...
- Aah!
- Aah!
Oh God!
Why are you in your underwear?!
Because this is my room!
- Why are you here?
- Why am I here?
Taste this!
I don't drink champagne.
Neither will my guests,
if this is what we're serving.
- It's swill!
- George.
First you made me find
"free-range doves" for the ceremony.
Then you complained that the
flowers I hand-painted
were "kumquat," not "tangerine."
You're impossible!
You're right. I am.
It's just...
I've been planning
this wedding in my head
for thirty years,
and I want it to be perfect.
Why did you wait so long?
I met Clive in 1986.
In Mississippi.
It wasn't like we had much of a choice.
That must've been hard.
Then the world changed, but...
I guess we didn't.
Just got so used to hiding.
You wouldn't understand.
Actually, I do.
I'm, um, seeing someone,
and we're kind of
keeping it under wraps.
What made you guys decide
to finally take the plunge?
Two years ago, my mom died.
During the funeral,
I could barely hold it together.
Then Clive reached over
and took my hand...
In front of everyone.
After 30 years,
you wouldn't think
anything could be new...
But...
... this was.
After that,
I knew I could never hide again.
My payment for the month.
I wasn't expecting
this for another week.
Well, business has been good.
Yes, and...
I'm sure having the Finn
close its doors didn't hurt.
Thank you.
I'll bring this to my people right away.
Ah, I'm sorry.
The restaurant was slammed.
And then on my way up
I saw your stepmom...
... and I had to take the stairs
so she wouldn't find out,
but I'm here now.
Listen.
I've been thinking.
Maybe we should just be more
open about our relationship.
I-I thought we agreed
to stay quiet for now.
Remember the bubble?
Yeah, I want to pop the bubble.
I'm proud of you, Danny.
I want to introduce you to my friends
and hold your hand in the lobby.
God, wouldn't it be nice
to go to a family breakfast
where you weren't, you know, the waiter?
What about your dad?
And my job?
We'll sign a waiver.
That's what Yoli and Marisa did.
Look. I know my family can be...
intense.
I just want to be in
a relationship that feels real.
I'm just...
not ready yet.
I'm... I'm sorry.
Oh.
Okay.
I've got to go hunt down a
champagne that isn't swill.
Okay.
See you later?
What are you doing here?
This is the mysterious lender
you've been warning me about?
You must be Santiago Mendoza.
I'm Theresa.
Nice to finally meet you...
at my place of business...
without any warning.
It's not my style to
show up unannounced.
But I had to speak with you.
Let's go to my office.
It's private.
You understand.
Ugh! What's that smell?
Ingrid cooked us dinner.
Yeah, you've been so kind to me,
I just wanted to show my appreciation.
We're not seriously doing this, right?
Come on. One meal won't kill you.
You sure about that?
Sit down, son.
- How about we say a prayer first?
- Yes, yes.
So you own a car dealership.
I own many businesses.
I'm an entrepreneur.
Like yourself.
I don't conduct business the way you do.
What you did to the Finn?
You nearly killed my son.
That was unfortunate.
But I hear he's fine
and getting treated for his addiction.
Serenity Sands, right?
Checked in last Tuesday?
I'm done being
intimidated by you people.
I want out.
I'll find someone else
to finance the debt.
I doubt that.
I was the only one
willing to work with you.
There wasn't a bank in Florida
that would loan you that money.
If I had known how crooked you were,
I never would've taken it.
I'm sorry, but wasn't it you
who asked us to handle the Finn?
Don't kid yourself.
We are two sides of the same coin.
You just don't like
getting your hands dirty.
I will get you your damn money.
And then this is over.
I'm not a criminal.
And I was just about to
call the Commissioner
to get him to stop the investigation
into that balcony collapse.
But if you don't want that...
I thought so.
Ingrid, this smells so good,
but this darn chemo...
I feel so nauseous,
I don't think I can eat.
Lucky bastard.
- Yeah, I'm not hungry, either.
- Don't be rude.
Ingrid went through a lot
of trouble making this.
I'm gonna go get Dad's pills.
Mm.
This tastes really...
fizzy.
Yeah, my, uh, grandma's
recipe calls for orange juice,
but you guys were out,
so I used orange soda.
What'd you do in the bathroom?
Oh, I-I cleaned it.
I had my dad's pills in there...
Left side are with food,
right side are without.
You got them all mixed up!
It's okay, son.
Doctor gave me a guide with pictures.
Yeah, Jay, calm down.
It looks like you got some
new suckers to defend you.
Guess you don't need me anymore, huh?
Look, my eyes are crossing.
- Refill?
- Yeah.
_
- Whoa, whoa!
- Easy.
- Geez.
- Sorry.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Wait a sec.
I know you from somewhere.
Well, I'm a waiter here.
I-I probably served
you lunch or something.
No, no, no. That's not it.
This is gonna drive me crazy.
I know how we know him.
He looks just like the delivery
guy from Sergio's Pizza.
- That's right! He does!
- Yeah, yeah.
- That's right! He does!
- Yeah, yeah.
Hey, you don't have a twin brother
out there somewhere, do you?
Not that I know of.
Mm.
- Have a good night.
- Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
Oh, hey, Marisa.
The girls booked me in for a massage.
Wait, n-not with you, right?
I mean, um,
you're my daughter's girlfriend.
I want us to be close,
just not that close.
Don't worry. It's not with me.
First door to your right.
Thank you.
What are you two doing here?
What's going on?
There's someone we want you to see.
Okay.
Hello, Gigi.
Oh, my God.
Felix...
I had to see you.
I've missed you so much.
I'll deal with you two later.
Now get out!
I'm sorry.
Ten years and not one word,
and now you show up
here and you ambush me?!
I didn't know how else to
get you to talk to me, Gi.
I had to try to get my family back.
What family?
The one you abandoned?
I had to leave town.
The FBI wanted to put me in prison.
Which is where you belong.
You stole money from innocent people...
Including Santiago.
"Innocent"?
Santiago is the one
responsible for all of this.
What are you talking about?
Baby, when the market crashed,
my fund took a big hit.
I reached out to Santiago, as a friend,
to buy time, to get out of the tailspin.
He turned me in to the feds instead.
You're lying.
You can call the FBI if
you don't believe me.
Why would he want to hurt our family?
You know Santiago had his eye on you
long before Beatriz died.
He would've done anything
to get me out of the picture.
Anything.
So Danny wants to keep
your relationship secret?
He says "for now." But I don't know.
I'm getting the feeling
he might mean forever.
Yeah, well,
I hate to break it to you, sis,
but I've definitely been that guy.
You know, the one that just
wants to have a good time,
nothing more.
Enough about Danny.
How are you?
I'm okay.
Food here sucks, but...
... guess pill poppers
can't be choosers.
I, uh... I talked about
Mom in my session today.
Do you remember how she
used to go away all the time
on those, like, last-minute
business trips, wherever?
Yeah, and Dad would let us stay up late
and make waffles for dinner.
You think she was an addict?
What?
Mami? No, that's crazy.
We would've known.
Wouldn't we?
You didn't know I was one.
He knows who I am now.
That is something
I really wanted to avoid.
I let my guard down.
It won't happen again.
I promise.
He's gonna regret coming here.
Go easy on him.
His son almost died.
He's upset like any father would be.
Can you blame him?
I didn't realize you were
such an expert on parenting.
I'm... I'm just saying,
he's been hit with a lot.
Who are you working for, Mateo?
You. Always.
Everything you've done for me,
I'm so grateful.
Because you seem like you're
getting a little soft on me.
Soft?!
I've done things I
never imagined for you.
How can you question my loyalty?
There he is.
The street punk
that was holding up tourists
when I took him on.
It's nice to see he's still in there
under all that hair gel.
I'll think about it.
Maybe things have gotten
a little out of control
at that hotel.
Hey. What are you still doing here?
I thought you worked lunch today.
I picked up another shift.
Figured a little extra
cash couldn't hurt.
So, this has nothing to
do with our houseguest?
I don't know.
I wanted to believe in her, you know?
I defended her when everybody
told me she didn't deserve it.
Well, you try and see
the best in people,
and that's a good thing.
Well, I feel like an idiot.
Look, Ingrid needs your compassion,
not your judgment.
A loss like she's had is devastating.
I would know.
Wait.
What are you talking about?
Before you were born,
I had several miscarriages.
Your dad and I, we didn't even
know if we could have a baby.
Mom, I had no idea.
It's not something I like to talk about.
But it all worked out.
Because we were blessed with you...
Our miracle baby.
I guess I haven't been acting very
"miraculous" lately, huh?
You will always be a miracle to me.
But that girl is lost,
afraid, and alone,
so I'm gonna go home,
and I'm gonna eat
whatever disgusting dish
she puts in front of me.
Because right now, what Ingrid needs...
is a friend.
Sir?
Alicia!
It's everything I dreamed of.
It's perfect.
But this lily is "cantaloupe."
Destroy it.
Right away.
You and Clive deserve to have
all your dreams come true.
Whew, uh...
I am not one to seek out the spotlight.
Uh, George does enough
of that for both of us.
I have to say, I'm just so shocked by...
... my joy.
I have to go hold his hand,
or he'll start crying.
The old softy.
Honestly, I was
the one dragging my feet.
I always had one reason or another to...
put off the wedding.
The idea of all your eyes on me,
like they are now...
Uh...
... terrified me.
But I was selfish.
My reluctance was...
hurting the person I
love most in this world,
and it kills me to think
you ever thought...
Even for one second
I didn't love you....
And now, I-I-I just want to
shout it from the mountaintop!
You know, I don't care who sees
or what they think.
He's right.
Is that real enough for you?
Hey!
I starved myself for three
months to fit into this suit,
so look at my happiness! Not theirs!
Tesoro.
There you are.
What now?
Please.
I have been wrong about everything.
And you've been right.
Santiago,
if this is just another apology,
- I don't...
- No. The truth is...
I kept you in the dark
because I was embarrassed
at the man I had become.
I kept secrets from the most
important person in my life...
You.
But that stops now.
That sounds good.
I went to see Mateo's
boss about the debt.
But they shot me down.
It's fine.
We can figure our way out...
together.
The last thing I'd ever want
is for you to think I'm like Felix.
You know,
whoever turned him in to the FBI
did the world a favor.
That person deserves a medal.
Hold the elevator, please.
So...
working at the hotel where
your sister went missing.
That's pretty ballsy.
You remember me?
Yeah, and you're lucky
that my idiot partner doesn't.
Why'd you cover for me?
Your sister didn't just "vanish."
We had some leads.
Things that didn't add up.
And then suddenly,
my partner just announces that
we've "hit a dead end."
Case closed.
Because he was bribed.
I wouldn't put it past him.
Look, I want to bust my partner,
and you want to find out
what happened to your sister.
Maybe we can help each other out.
What's this?
I figured we could use
something to get the taste
of that orange-soda
casserole out of our mouths.
Rude.
It's also...
It's an apology.
You know,
for the way I acted the other night.
- No, Jason...
- No, no.
We're friends.
And that means I got your back.
Just promise me,
no more cooking or cleaning.
Yeah.
Domestic skills aren't exactly my thing.
Probably would've been
a terrible mother.
Unh-unh.
Yeah, I don't know about that.
You shouldn't have gone there.
You have no idea
what that woman is capable of.
I'm well aware of how
low your people can sink.
You could have made things worse.
I've lost sight of who I am.
And I have to believe you feel the same.
- I don't live with regrets.
- Really?
My son almost died because of me.
I regret that very much.
Ingrid lost her baby...
Your baby.
That doesn't weigh on you?
Of course it does.
I never imagined things
would go this far.
Then find me a way out of this.
That woman, Theresa...
you have her ear.
Talk to her.
I'll think about it.
Thomas?
What are you doing here?
Danny, could I get more coffee?
Oh, actually, Danny's not here to work.
He's here as my guest.
So that's a "no" on the coffee?
Uh, Alicia, mi amor,
define "guest."
We're together.
Mr. Mendoza.
I look forward to getting
to know you better.
Welcome, Danny. There's a full buffet.
But you already know that.
Thank you, Mrs. Mendoza.
Dude, if you think
I'm making you an omelette...
Relax. I'll serve myself.
I thought you were
keeping your relationship quiet.
I know. It's a big move.
But Alicia's worth it.
I don't want to lose her.
"Big move"?
Mr. Mendoza said he wants
to get to know you better.
That's code for "I'm
gonna be watching you."
Then I'll deal with it.
Come on. Let me just enjoy this moment.
For the first time since I got here,
I feel like I caught a break.
Detective Ayala is helping me,
and no one's gonna blow my cover.
Hi. I'm checking in.
My name's Heather Davis.