Jane the Virgin (2014–…): Season 3, Episode 3 - Chapter Forty-Seven - full transcript

Jane (Gina Rodriguez) continues to work on her thesis and she decides to add Alba's (Ivonne Coll) estranged sister to the narrative, much to Alba's dismay. In order for Rogelio (Jaime Camil) to have a chance at being an American crossover star he decides to bring the Passions of Santos to The CW in hopes they will pick it up. Xo (Andrea Navedo) thinks about abandoning her dream of being a singer for something more realistic. Meanwhile, Luisa (guest star Yara Martinez) is forced to make a choice between her family or Rose (guest star Bridget Regan). Ivonne Coll and Justin Baldoni also star.

Okay, so we ended on
quite a cliffhanger.

I know you all can't wait

to find out how Jane's novel is coming.

It's a love a story

loosely based on my grandparents.

She had to throw her energy

into something, because she and Michael

weren't allowed to have sex yet.

See, after these
lovebirds tied the knot,

that very night, Michael got shot.

Somebody, help!



I know!

These two have be through a lot.

It was my partner... Susanna Barnett.

Oh, and Susanna was Rose,
to thicken the plot.

I'm giddy! I'm rhyming
because it's about to get hot!

What's going on?

I know. Straight out
of a Telenovela, right?

Well, imagine this.
Jane's father had dreams

of bringing his telenovelas to America.

And that's enough foreplay, people.

Let's get down to business.

A little lower.

- _ There?

No. Uh, there.



Ah, yes. Couldn't have
you miss this moment.

Uh, it's too big! It won't fit!

They were doing it! It was happening!

Come on, be gentle with my box.

Jane and Michael were

finally moving into their own home!

And you have dirty minds, all of you.

Seriously,
do you really need all this stuff?

It's me, my history, who I am.

We are not putting this up.

I know, but I can't throw it away.

Face it, you married a
girl with a lot of baggage.

I love you... and your baggage.

Stop, stop.

- Two more weeks the doctor said.
- Ooh!

Easier to do when we were
living at home with my grandma.

Talking about your grandmother helps.
Keep doing that.

We'll just... keep busy.

There's so much to do around here.

Carpet installation, furniture delivery.

We'll whip the house into shape.

What?

We're finally living together.

Oh. We're finally living together.

I am interviewing my
grandma for my thesis.

We'll do the interviews here.

Yes, good, we're gonna need

your grandmother around
as much as possible.

Don't worry. We won't
have a moment alone.

Which seemed like a good
enough plan until...

- _ We can have sex?

You can wait if you'd prefer.

- No! No, thank you.
- No! We're good.

- _ Okay, cancel the phone company,

furniture's not for another hour,
Internet's after.

Trust me, it's not gonna take long.

Run! Run!

Resync: MartijnSnip

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Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!

I just can't believe this
is actually happening.

I know. Me, either.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR Me, neither. What?

Oh, come on!

Dad, you weren't supposed
to be here until 2:00.

No.

The movers are coming at 2:00.

My Tiago team needs to
measure and prep first.

- Go! Go! Go!
- Whoa!

- Oh.
- This is gonna be a big job.

- The shed?
- I am not having sex

- _
- for the first time in a shed.

Hey, our neighbor, two doors down,
Airbnbs his place.

75 bucks. Worth every penny.

They'll be done in 45 minutes,
I'm canceling the Internet,

and there'll be a window
before your physical therapy

- and my interview with my grandma.
- Mm.

- Where do you want this?
- Aah! I don't.

Please. Put it back in the truck.

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Okay, Mr. De La Vega,
that's the last of it.

- Thank you very much.
- Thank you.

Thank you so much for coming.

Thank you, sir.

- Surprise! We're here!
- Oh.

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- Oh, you didn't have to.
- Oh. Wow.

Of course we did! You moved in!

Also, I need you to help me

pick a dress for my Voice audition.
I'm freaking out!

Mom, right now isn't actually the...

Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!

My agent is calling.

A major network has
my television formats.

They might make Tiago in English.

Give me good news, Barry.

Oh.

I see. We'll keep trying.

Apparently,
they said it sounds like Quantum Leap...

only it makes less sense.

Hey, it's okay.

- They just didn't get it.
- I know.

It's just, rejection is so hard.

And I'm not equipped to deal with it

since it happens so infrequently.

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And friends,
that's when Michael and Jane officially

saw their window of opportunity shut.

So drafty.

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Jane. When am I getting your chapter?

Sorry! Uh, tonight, I promise.

I just want to wait until
after I interview my grandma

so I can layer in a few more details.

You'll recall, she was basing

her thesis novel on her Abuela.

Well, just send it, okay?
I need to see where you're at.

Okay.

And where are we at?

Ah. This must be Xo's Voice audition.

♪ Amor. ♪

Nice. Perfect.

So it says here you're a grandmother?

Yup. Bet you don't
see a lot of grannies.

Seven this morning.

Now, tell me, Xo,

if you weren't a singer,
what would you be?

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Oh, wait.

- Abuela, stay in frame.
- Huh?

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Posterity.

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Don't be so morbid.

Whoa.

Cecilia? As in your sister Cecilia?

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Hey, hey, hey, is this really her?

Oh, my God.

Um...

Why didn't you ever tell me

she looks exactly like me?

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Oh!

Abuela,

- whatever happened between you two?
- Jane...

Come on. I'm a married lady.
You can tell me.

What could be so bad that you
haven't spoken in 40 years? Hmm?

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Why would she do that?

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No! No, I'm not saying this stuff!

Stop writing. I've had it!

Nobody does things just to be a bitch!

Your grandma...
your grandma is the one being a bitch!

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- I'm home. Where are you?
- In here!

Wait. What are you doing?
Don't shut me down, bitch!

You have a deadline!

I'm sending Donaldson the
chapter I already have.

Ay!

No one here?

No one's here.

Oh!

Oh, man, I'm prematurely excited!

I love you so much.

I love you so much.

Are you ready?

Yes.

Are you nervous?

A little.

Are you?

A little.

I want it to be good for you.

It's gonna be perfect because it's you.

- I love you.
- I love you.

And, friends,

I can't show you what happened next,
but let's just say...

Wow.

You and me finishing at the same time.

About a good a first time
as I could've wanted.

How do you feel?

A little different, honestly.

Good. I feel good.

Thirsty, though.

- Do you want some water?
- Mm.

Okay.

I've had sex.

I am now a person who has had sex.

Thank God.

Okay, know what? I feel like we
should mark the occasion with

a glass of... wine.

Or sleep.

Maybe talk to someone?

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Really? Now?!

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Why is it taking so long to load?

Oh, no. No.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

- No!
- What? What happened?

- _ Oh.

We made a sex tape!

- What?
- And I sent it to my advisor!

What?!

And, unfortunately, friends,

it wasn't the cartoon version.

Hey. Hi there.

If you want to know if I got your e-mail

asking me not to read your file in time,

the answer, unfortunately, is no.

Oh, my God. I am so sorry.

I-I had saved my grandmother's
interview as "Abuela Story"

- and attached it...
- That was not Abuela.

I know. I accidentally taped over it,

- and I saved the document as...
- The details are not important.

Agreed. Thank you.

Onto my work.

Unfortunately, I didn't
love your chapter.

Hey, compared to the sex tape debacle,

this was music to Jane's ears.

I get it. I was actually
in the middle of a rewrite,

and I was gonna add the
main character's sister...

I'm sorry, can I just say one thing

about the tape? Why do you kids

have to record everything?
I mean, every snack,

- selfie, sexual encounter...
- No, I wasn't.

- Obviously, you were. And why?
- It just happened.

I mean, I get the urge
to spice things up...

It was actually my first time.

Really?

Uh-huh.

Oh.

Well, that... that explains things.

What things?

That's what's been
missing from your writing.

You're writing romance,

but romance without sex, it's just,
you know, fantasy stuff.

So use this, okay?
In your... in your writing.

She couldn't even look me in the eye.

Who cares? How was the sex?

Good. It was good.

Oh, no. What happened?

Okay, I'm gonna tell you something,

but you cannot tell anyone.

Obviously. Go.

I faked my orgasm.

What?! Why would you do that?

I don't know.

I panicked.
I-I could tell that he was about to...

finish, and he was trying not to,

and I knew it was gonna
take me a while...

Oh, this is bad.

- I know.
- Faking orgasms are for nights

when you need to get some
rando out of your apartment.

- I know.
- Not for the guy who you're supposed

to have sex with for
the rest of your life.

I know!

I just... I-I'm gonna tell
him what happened, explain...

No, no, no.

Stop. You cannot tell.

Michael.

You're back to work already?

Not officially. Just, um...

you know, stopping by,
trying to get back up to speed.

Um... yeah, you, uh, you
here about your family?

Ah, yes. His family.

To remind you: his
mother, Elena Di Nola,

aka the Crime Lord Mutter,
currently in jail;

his brother Derek,

currently in the wind;

and, of course, his sister Luisa,

still MIA.

- _
- Ah.

- _
- Here's Luisa.

So, yeah, I definitely need
to catch you up on these two.

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So Susanna didn't exist?

- It was you the whole time?
- Exactly.

I left some stuff in Miami
that I needed to pick up...

A record of the criminals'
faces she changed,

and a cool $200 million.

And I realized

you wouldn't give me a second chance,

not if you knew it was me...

Because you killed my father.

Yes. And I regret that.

But I love you, Luisa.

I've always... loved you.

Why are you talking
in that creepy voice?

It... wasn't supposed to be creepy,

it was supposed to be sexy.

See, I don't even know how
to talk to you anymore.

You make me so nervous.

Oh, I make you nervous?

Yes! You're the only person that

I have ever felt this way about.

And you fell in love with me twice.

Let's build a life together.

Please.

Say yes.

If I have sex with you once,

it doesn't mean that I'm saying yes.

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What's wrong?

Can we ascend?

Just to see if my brother

e-mailed me on my birthday.

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See? He's written you off.

I'm the one that's here.

I know.

It's just that you killed my father.
We're going around

in circles here.

Which is true, by the way.

They'd been circling
the Great Barrier Reef

for the last month.

You need to make a decision.

I want to get off the sub,

go to my island, start our life.

What will it take for you to say yes?

I need to see your list.

The people I've slept with? It's long.

Of the people you've killed.

- Even longer.
- I told you.

I am not a villain!

And I won't be written like one! Ah?!

Access my sexuality,

like your writing teacher said.

I mean...

I have orgasms, unlike some people.

Oh, sorry.

Was that too bitchy?

Oh.

Mom! Hey, finally. I've been calling.

I know. Sorry.

I didn't get a callback for The Voice.

Oh, no. I'm sorry.

It's all part of the
hustle, though, right?

Maybe.

Maybe I'm done with the hustle.

What?

The producer asked me this question:

If I wasn't a singer, what would I be?

And...

I don't know, it got me thinking.

I haven't really,
seriously considered anything else

since I was, like, 19.

Because you love to sing.

Yeah, well...

maybe it's time to move on.

What does she mean, "move on"?

She goes through these phases

of self-doubt; she just needs a boost.

Like, um, another Paulina Rubio moment.

No, no, no, no.
I cannot ask Paulina for another favor.

- Not enough time has passed.
- What?

Celebrity friendships need to
be very carefully calibrated.

Someone like Paulina,
you ask a favor every...

seven years.

Someone like Gloria, every 20 years.

Now, Oprah... You just don't ask favors.

Your best bet is to ask Gayle.

Gotcha.

Okay.

Canadian celebs, well,
you can ask anytime.

Michael Bublé has washed my car twice.

But he's traveling now.

Dad, okay, what about
someone not famous?

Like a music executive who can

get her singing backup maybe?

Let me work on it.

Now, I have to run.

The CW is interested in
doing an American adaptation

of The Passions of Santos.

What's The CW?
Like a... like a streaming thing?

No, no.

It's a huge network!

Look it up. Amazing shows.

Fabulous lineups!

Anyway, if everything goes well,

I'm gonna be on a plane
to Los Angeles tonight.

Well, good luck.

Let me know how things go.

Ooh.

- Uh, where's Mateo?
- He's napping.

Perfect. How much time do we have?

He'll be awake in, like, 20 minutes.

Sweet. I'll just do the same exact thing

I did last time, okay? Mwah.

Wait.

Hey, so, maybe we don't do

exactly the same thing as last time.

- What do you mean? Why?
- Well, we can try something different

- for variety.
- There's no time.

- There's 20 minutes.
- Michael, wait.

Got to be efficient.

Uh, but I faked it.

What?

My orgasm.

Why-why... why would you do that?

I got nervous.
A-And I wanted it to be perfect,

and I saw that you were finishing.

Wow.

I know. I'm sorry.

Have you faked it before
when we did other things?

No. Definitely not.

Okay. We'll just start with
the other things, then.

Thank you.

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You know what?
I just... I don't think it's happening.

I'm too much in my head now.

Boo!

And speaking of a buzz kill...

Don't boo me, Rogelio.

But you're going to love The CW.

I don't even know what channel that is,
and I own 50%

of the show, and I don't want
to do business with you again.

Look... I get that you're
upset about our breakup.

This has nothing to do with that.

I've already been approached
to do other shows.

I'm in talks with...

But conquering the American
market was your dream, too.

It was our favorite pillow talk topic.

Well, that... and my erotic

shadow puppets.

Come on.

Put your ego aside.

It's good business.

Fine.

Separate rooms.

I get the better view.

Done. So...

we're going to Hollywood?

We're going to Hollywood.

We're going to Hollywood!

Major news.
That's what they say here in L.A.

Everything's major, and gluten-free.

Anyway, major music
producer friend of mine,

Hector,
is free to go see your mom on Thursday.

That's great! She sings
at the Blue Penny.

Hard pass. That place a dump.

Somewhere fancier.

The Marbella, perhaps?

- I could ask Rafael.
- Perfect.

Oh, my God, that's a Kardashian!

And I know it's late notice,

but Rafael said yes.
And since you're in good

with Diego, can you ask
him to trade nights?

I don't know, hon.

This is all so much trouble.

What do you mean?

It's already organized.

Come on. I know you're down,

but this is a big shot.

Don't lose sight of what you want,
who you are.

And who are you, Jane?

Not a virgin. Finally.

So, what, are you going to
use your sexual experiences

to write me? Okay.

Hmm?

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Mmm, now you're talking.

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You want to know why I
told the world that Alba

wasn't a virgin?

Because sex... should be celebrated.

And I was tired of your
hypocritical Abuela

calling me a slut!

- Oh.
- You're in a bit

of a sexual crisis, no?

So, what is your plan

about your failure to launch

with El guapo Michael?

Let me give you some advice, honey.

Turn up the seduction.

Kick it up a notch.

Now, remember, Dina,
when we go in there,

don't fawn all over the executives.

A superhero for every weekday!

You guys are programming masterminds!

Rogelio.

I'm sure these are very busy people.

Maybe we should get to
The Passions of Santos.

Yes, yes, of course.

- We love it.
- It's major.

And we absolutely want to adapt it.

Wow!

That's such great news.

You have such great taste!

Right? So here's what we're thinking.

Two words.

No, four.

"Rob Lowe as Santos""

Rob Lowe?!

Maybe as Santos's father!

Rogelio, come on.

Who cares? No one's even
heard of this network anyway.

It's the armpit of American television.

I think we should take the deal.

- What?!
- Look, I don't like it either,

but the truth is Rob
Lowe can launch a series,

and you're just not famous
enough in America yet.

Come on.

Put your ego aside.

It's good business.

And speaking of getting
down to business...

Hi there.

Oh, wow.

Yeah, so I thought we could
spice things up a bit.

I actually went to the store.

Sexy 'N' Wild Gel

with extra stimulation
tinglers to enhance pleasure?

Ooh.

How's it feel?

Oh.

Oh, my God.

It burns.

It... burns.

- Like a good burn?
- No, not a... good burn.

It feels like wasabi down there.

Oh, my God!

Ow, oh, my God!

- Ow, my... I got to get it off of me!
- Honey...

- _
- Oh, ow.

Oh, my God, the water's making it worse!

Oh, I'm sorry, baby.

I was just trying to sex it
up and get out of my head.

No, it's okay.

It was a good idea.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Ow. Uh, sorry. It still burns.

Right.

- Gotcha.
- Ooh.

Maybe just...

keep this between us.

I mean, I know it goes without saying.

But I just...
I just wanted to say it anyway.

I mean, you can tell people we had sex,
but just...

no details, right?

We should work this...

glitch out privately.

Yes. Right.

Yeah.

Which brings us here, now.

Oh.

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I can't.

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Jane?

So what do you think of
this one for the show?

So beautiful.

You look beautiful.

Wow.

So, I feel like I haven't
seen you alone in forever.

How's newlywed life?

It's...

going well... really well.

Everything's great.

And Michael and I actually...

We had sex.

What?!

A couple of days ago doctor cleared.

Yeah.

I can't believe it.

Why didn't you call me?

Oh, my God.

How do you feel?

Good. I feel good.

And how was it?

Remember, Jane, don't
talk about the glitch.

So great.

That must be your dad.

He's back from Hollywood.

Okay, I need details later.

No, Mateo!

I'm devastated!

Either I compromise
the integrity of Santos

by aging him up significantly,

or I don't get to do the show at all.

But, Dad, you are Santos.

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- Abuela.
- Ma.

No, see, that attitude right there,

that's what I'm up against!

At the same time,
I have to think as a producer.

So if this is the only way

the series gets made,
maybe it's worth it.

No. There's got to be another way.

Is this the moment you cash in

on one of your biggest favors?

Two words. No, four words.

"Gloria Estefan and Emilio...

Estefan."

Okay five words. They deserve five.

I will get Gloria to play a
part in the American version

of Santos,
and Emilio can produce all the music.

I may not be as big a star as Rob Lowe,

but add Gloria and Emilio...

Boom! Basic celebrity math.

Can you really get them attached?

I'm cashing in a favor
20 years in the making.

Do me a favor,

and write me some hot sexity-sex-sex.

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Agreed.

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You had your burning bush moment;
it was a sign.

Sex is all about intimacy
between two married people,

which is why I told on your grandmother.

Don't lose your way now.

Sexual pleasure is not
the most important thing.

That's why they call it Le petit Mort...

"a little death."

It's small.

What's big is the connection
between two souls.

Mm?

Which brings us here, now.

So... I just...

I don't want you to worry tonight.

This is about our love, you know?

Who cares about the rest?

Mm.

What... what do you mean?

Just that the most important thing

is our connection and intimacy

and...

What's wrong?

I'm just bummed that you think
having sex with me is so bad

that you've given up any
hope of having an orgasm.

No, no, no, no, that
is not what I meant.

I just didn't want to pressure you.

I want us to get out of our heads.

Mm.

Well, I... Now I'm in my head.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I can talk dirty instead.

- Hmm?
- Maybe let's just...

r-relax.

We'll just relax.

You guys should just bite the bullet

- and try porn.
- Oh, forget I told you.

The sex is good, and
I've had orgasms since.

You're lying.

No, I'm not.

- Hey, Dad.
- Bad news.

Hector's schedule changed;
he can't come now.

What? Oh, Mom canceled
her gig at the Blue Penny.

What-what can I do?

I don't know.

But, Dad... I found a list.

Of alternate careers.

I've never found a list before.

I'll get someone there.

Can we get back to the Telenovela?

Yes, of course.

And we should get back to ours.

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I was just coming to
bring you an e-mail.

It's from your brother.

When we ascended today, I checked,

and he didn't forget your birthday;

we were just a day ahead.

Thank you.

You jumped.

When I came in, you jumped.

Uh-uh.

Hey, Luisa.

I don't know if you'll read this,

if you're alive, even.

But if you are, know that I love you.

And happy birthday.

And I miss you, okay?

I really miss you.

No reply?

Not yet.

Have you seen my dad?

Um, is that him over there with...

Is that...

Oh, my God.

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Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

Jane! I want you to meet

my dear friends,

Gloria and Emilio Estefan.

Yes, thank you for coming.

We've been friends with your father

for over 20 years,

and he's never asked
us for a favor before.

I just don't think that way.

So, we knew this must be major.

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Wow! Just look at her.

Hey, I'm sorry. That
fan is making me cold.

Should we sit?

Good evening!

Thank you all for coming.

Oh, wow, I see some guys

who usually come out to the Blue Penny.
Hi, guys!

Love that.

It helps with the nerves.

Yeah, that doesn't.

Uh...

I'll just sing, then.

♪ Amor, amor ♪

♪ Amor ♪

♪ Nació De ti ♪

♪ Nació De mí ♪

♪ De la Esperanza ♪

♪ Amor... ♪

Transportive, isn't it?

So...

thank you for giving me the e-mail.

You didn't have to.

I want you to be happy.

I know.

That's why I can't say
good-bye to my brother.

Not forever.

What if you don't have to?

You go back to Miami,
tell the cops everything.

When I'm around your family,

I'll have a different face...

That's the thing.

You... around my family.

I've changed.

I'm done with crime.

You have to trust that.

And if you can't...

If you're going to jump

whenever I enter a room,

then I'll drop you off at Port Kembla,
you can fly home

and never hear from me again.

So?

What's it going to be?

So, what's the word?

What?

Everything good with you and Jane?

She told you.

Look, I'm here to help.

But I really can't diagnose a
problem without a play-by-play.

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So, tell us, Xiomara,

what are your goals as a singer?

I don't know.

What?

She wants to be one.

I am one.

But right now, career-wise,

I-I feel like I'm at
a bit of a crossroads.

Interesante.

Well, what's more interesting

- is how much she loves singing.
- Agreed.

Yeah, tell them about that, Mom,
how you've been at it forever,

and she just needs her break.

Or maybe I don't.

I-I have my weekly gig.

Maybe that's enough.

With no fame component?

Maybe I just have to accept that

that's not gonna happen.

Huh. Interesting.

I'd still sing.

I'd just pursue other
things professionally.

Mom, come on, you're
really gonna regret it

if you don't talk music
with the Estefans.

I mean, that is their thing.

Actually, we have different, uh,

- dentures.
- He means "ventures""

- That's what I said, baby.
- It's true.

We have several restaurants;

we have a show on
Broadway, On Your Feet;

and I also write children's books.

That's great! That's great.

You know, but that's just not
really what you're known for.

Well, it depends on the
circle we're traveling in.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure, like,
in the circle of Earth...

- Jane.
- I'm just saying,

right now's not the time!

Oh, no.

She can't control herself any longer.

It could be the time.

Okay, you know what, I just need you

to stay out of this, Gloria Estefan!

I'm so sorry, Gloria Estefan.

Okay, what the hell?

I'm sorry.

I don't know what happened.

But it just feels like you're giving up

on this huge thing that was so
important to you for so long.

Ah.

What?

Just that...

I'm realizing that this
isn't totally about me.

What do you mean?

You gave up something pretty big lately.

My virginity?

No.

I'm happy it's gone.

I-I'm married. I have a kid.

It's been, like, this weight.

I've been dying to get
rid of this for so long.

Oh, honey...

This is so stupid! I'm married.

I wanted it to be gone.

I don't know. I just...

I feel weird.

Like...

I lost something,

like a part of my identity.

Yeah.

I get that.

And I blame the flower.

What?

"It's perfect untouched.

Then crumple it up, now it's ruined."

I know I'm not ruined.

But you feel like you lost something,
and you didn't.

You just gained something.

A whole new dimension of your life,

your relationship.

What if we're not compatible?

It hasn't been great?

We're not really talking
about it with other people.

Ah. Got it.

Okay, so you know,
this has nothing to do with you.

But...

with sex,
it can take time to find your groove

and figure out what you like,

what you need.

You're just starting out.

You'll get there.

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Which brings us here, now to...

Oh. Wow.

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Okay, I'm down to give porn a chance...

That's not porn. It's us.

Yeah. Lina asked for a play-by-play.

I wasn't gonna give her that,

but I realized maybe it
could help me figure out

where it went wrong.

So, um...

There.

That was good, right?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I really liked that.

- Was that moan real?
- Definitely.

And I liked that.

- That?
- Mmm, yeah.

This sex tape's really
turning me on right now.

And again, friends,

I can't show you what happened next.

But let me just say...

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By the way, I'm throwing
out that flower,

make room in the closet.

Yes. Throw it out!

Whew.

And that, my friends,
is how Jane and Michael

got their groove back.

And as for her writing groove...

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Now, can we

finally stop obsessing over
that virgin whore nonsense?

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Your bracelet, where'd you get it from?

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Oh.

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Ay.

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Ay.

Ay.

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Shh!

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Eh!

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What do you mean? I made it up.

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- What letters?
- Her closet. Go!

Go!

No!

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I'm out. Santos is a no-go.

What happened?

I know you spent your
Estefavor on Xiomara,

not on our Santos remake!

And I am done being dumped for Xo.

I thought you said it wasn't about that.

Look...

I didn't want to date you.

You pursued me.

And as soon as I realized I
still had feelings for Xo,

I tweeted...

And I should have called.

I'm sorry.

But I just didn't want to lead you on,
romantically.

But you and I, we are
soul mates, you know.

Okay, now what are you talking about?

Artistic soul mates. Think about it.

We keep coming back to each other,

because we're such a good team.

I want 51% of the show.

- Deal.
- And you have

six months to get famous enough

to star in the American version,

or you have to go beg
Rob Lowe to come back.

And speaking of coming back...

Tell him what you told me.

All of it.

And so she did.

The sex, the submarine.

She told me to come here...

- Which you did.
- Tell you everything...

Which you did.

Say that we broke up.

Which we did.

Although if they didn't,
she'd be saying the same thing.

And Derek? What happened to him?

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He's dead.

He was on her list.

Along with your mom.

I'm so sorry, Raf.

Wait, my mom's not dead.

What?

We need eyes on Elena Di Nola.

Now. Hurry! Now.

My son.

My son...

I know, I know!

Now, that's what we call a big death.

Resyn: MartijnSnip

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