Jane the Virgin (2014–…): Season 5, Episode 12 - Chapter Ninety-Three - full transcript

Here we go, friends.

As you know,
Jane still loved Rafael,

but she was trying to move on,
so they could focus

on being good co-parents,
which was important

because Mateo was recently
diagnosed with ADHD.

And they had to figure out
how to best help him.

Medication is
a lifelong decision

and he is so young,
and I just...

Jane, I agree. Mm.

We should try
other options first.

Yeah, not an easy decision.



And speaking of decisions,
Jane had decided to move in

to her own apartment.

I just think it's time
for the next phase of my life.

Also entering the next phase...

Poor Petra.

See, J.R. broke up with her
and moved to Houston,

but at least Petra got
her other ex back.

What will it take for you
to come back to me?

- Triple my salary.
- Yep.

Her old assistant Krishna.

And I want a lunch hour
every day.

And in
other great news, Xo found out

- she was cancer-free.
- Oh.

Thank God. I'm so happy.



But he
was less happy about this:

Finally. We can be together.

So Rogelio set River straight.

Let me make this perfectly
clear, I love my wife.

I don't want
to have sex with you,

I have never wanted
to have sex with you.

Unfortunately,

hell hath no fury

like River Fields scorned.

He loves me not... he will pay.

So let's see what happens next.

When Jane Gloriana Villanueva
was six years old,

she was in her first musical.

Here comes her solo.

Oof. Yeah, turns out,
it was also her last.

Because that voice
was a deal-breaker.

Today's my first rehearsal
for the musical.

But, hey, maybe musical talent
skips a generation?

I know, it's so exciting.
And take it from me, Mateo,

your first school musical is an
experience you'll never forget.

And can never un-hear.

I'm gonna be a tree,

and I'm in the forest.

My costume needs
to be brown and green,

so can you make me a costume
that's brown and green?

On it. You are gonna be brown
and green from head to toe. Huh?

I also have to learn lines
and a dance.

Then we will practice
until you got it cold.

And on opening night,

I will be in the front row
cheering on

the best tree in Miami.

Now come on,
let's see those branches.

Go get the rest of your things
for school, my little star.

Ooh.

Laundry. Yes.

"Laundry in unit."

You hate the way I fold.

Rafael told me to make a list

of all the things I absolutely
need for an apartment.

I'm meeting with him later today

to go over
his available listings.

Mm. You know
how the old saying goes.

First comes love,
then almost-marriage,

then platonic friendship

and then
he's your real estate agent.

Oh...

Sorry.

Yes.

Carpet is a deal-breaker. Ugh.

I hope Raf can find me something
with all these must-haves.

I must have
biked 20 miles today.

After three weeks of
daily spin classes,

I was finally able
to get through

every set of jumps again.

I'm so happy for you, Xiomara.

Just don't overdo it.
You've hardly sat still.

I'm just soaking up life,
now that I can.

Now, me and my
heavyweight hamstrings

are gonna take a shower,
then I've got lunch

with some girlfriends I
haven't seen in a while.

Sounds great.

Are you okay, babe?

You tossed and turned all night.
It's River.

She's driving me crazy.
Wha... I thought you said

she was being really nice lately?
Exactly.

It's been weeks
since I rejected her,

and she has yet to retaliate.

Maybe that means she's over it?

Xiomara, my-my sweet,
naive wife.

Of course she's not over it.

She is biding her time,
plotting her revenge.

Is there any chance
you're being paranoid?

Not at all. Just ask Rudy.

Cupcake?

Why, thank you.

Taste this,
see if it's poisoned.

Rudy was sick for a week.

Doesn't he have
a gluten allergy?

- So he says.
- He does.

Rogelio, I obviously
don't like River.

But I don't think she's
poisoning you for rejecting her.

Well, then, you're playing right
into her unusually large hands.

It's just that you have a
tendency to get carried away.

Oh, do I? Do I?

Maybe that's a quality
you should mention

when you give my eulogy right
after River poisons me to death.

I'm taking a shower.

Try to relax.

He looks relaxed.

Okay, hold up one second. Mateo,

you are a tree,
you are not a rock.

Would you please stand up
and join the rest of the forest?

Okay, from the top.
Five, six, seven, eight.

And we're singing.

Let me hear my trees!
I'm not a tree,

I'm a helicopter.

You killed the trees.

Mateo ruins everything.

He made a complete
mess of everything.

I mean, all the temps were bad,
but the last one took the cake.

Literally. I had a
birthday cake on my desk,

and he took it.

That does seem gratuitous.

Anyway, here.

I need you to take care
of this list.

Are you forgetting something?

Please.

I don't do dry cleaning anymore.

Fine. I'll take that
off the list.

But can you get started,
um, on the other things?

Please?

Happy to.

Also, I have something
to tell you.

It's bad news.

But before I tell you,

remember what we discussed.

I am just the messenger.

Yes, of course. Whatever it is,
I will remember my manners

and I won't take it out on you.

Milos called.
He wants to sell the hotel.

What?!

Sorry.

Can you elaborate?

He said he owns two-thirds

of the hotel and can sell at
any time without your approval.

Well, that's ridiculous.

I need you to schedule
a visitation at the prison.

Already done.

Thank you.

You're welcome.
I'll get started on that list.

Here's the list.

All my must-haves
for the apartment.

And, if you look on the back,

you'll find a list of
all the deal-breakers.

Which, judging by your face,
is possibly a bit extensive.

I can revise it.

No, no, it's... it's not that.

The list, it's a good list.

So what's wrong?

Mateo got kicked out
of the musical

for disrupting rehearsal.

Kicked out? What did he do?

What didn't he do?

He's lying down,
he's getting up, he's screaming.

He's really struggling, Jane.
I saw him.

I think we should
consider medication.

We have been trying and trying,
and holistic isn't helping.

And it's starting to affect
things in a big way.

We said we'd give it
another month.

I don't need another month
to see that it's not working.

We can't just put him on meds
because of one bad day.

It's not one bad day.
There's a pattern here.

We're getting
ahead of ourselves.

Jane... Medication is
a serious decision.

I know that it's serious.
There can be side effects.

Which we'll monitor,
but it could also be

really good for him.

Can we please just give it
a little more time?

I'll talk to his teacher,
I'll get him back in the play.

Uh, we can reevaluate in
a couple weeks? Please?

All right.

He was so excited
about the play.

Ugh, I know. I was, too.

Mm...

Ah, I just hate
to see him struggle.

I know.

Am I interrupting?

Hey.

Um, uh...

Jane, this is Julie. Julie,

this is Jane.

Oh, Jane.
Hi, I've heard a lot about you.

Oh? Uh, do you work
in the office?

Wha... no.

Rafa and I are dating.

Rafa?

And I just came by
because I thought

I'd surprise you for lunch.

Well, she certainly
surprised someone.

Perfect timing.
I was just leaving.

You two enjoy your lunch date.

We last left Jane upset

that her real estate agent
is seeing someone.

Hey. Do you have time
for a single ladies chat?

Only if you stop
calling it that.

I met the new girl
that Raf is seeing.

But he didn't warn me that
he was dating someone specific,

so I was just really thrown off.

I'm sure it's nothing serious.

He hasn't mentioned anyone to me.
Yeah?

Okay, good.

Well, if you meet Julie...
Oh, Julie?

I've heard about Julie. What?

I assumed she was a coworker.

Well, so then,
it must be serious.

Is she pretty? So pretty.

Let me see.

Oh, yeah, wow.

No, don't click on
her Instagram story.

She'll see you watched it.

Ugh, been there done that.
So awkward.

I knew Rafael would start
dating someone eventually,

but it's just hard to be around.

Oh, you're lucky
you live so far away

from J.R. so you're spared
this torture.

You think J.R.'s seeing
someone else already?

I mean, she's a beautiful single
woman who moved to a new city.

She's probably gotten
asked out by now.

What are you doing?
Checking her Instagram.

Oh, my God. She made it private.
Ooh...

Oh, my God,
she's seeing someone else

and she doesn't want me to know.

Who's that woman in her new
profile picture with her?

It's the 21st century.

Why haven't we figured out

how to zoom in on a thumbnail?

Okay, phone time is over.

I can't handle this.

Maybe we should go out tonight.

Meet people,
see what's out there?

That sounds terrible.
It really does.

I am not a big fan
of wearing pants after 9:00 p.m.

Well, thanks for listening.

I feel better
having talked it out.

I feel so much worse.

I feel about the same.

Oh, and now you're leaving.
Perfect.

I am sorry, I have to go
talk to Mateo's teacher.

Hopefully, Raf isn't
dating her, too.

I spoke to Mateo,
and he fully understands

what he did wrong
and he's really sorry.

He just wants
to get back in the play.

Is there anything
that we can do?

I'm happy to rebuild
the sets myself.

I know I don't look it,

but I know my way around
a power drill.

I'm not worried about the set.

When all the kids were
learning the dance number,

Mateo... was being
very disruptive.

And he was distracting
the other kids.

I know, but he was probably
only acting that way

because the kids were
distracting him

because of his ADHD.
Which isn't an excuse.

Sure sounds like one.

It's just an explanation.

He has learned dance routines
before, but only one-on-one,

so what if I learn
the songs and choreography?

Then I can teach Mateo
at the house,

on our own time.

I don't know. Please, this means

so much to him;
You should have seen his face

when he told me
he was in the play.

And-and I don't want him
to feel rejected or left out.

And I promise you,
he can do this.

You can do it.

Okay, you step and step

and... oh. Use your right foot.

Well, the other right.
And don't forget,

you have to be
singing the song, too.

This is worse than homework.

Mateo.

I don't want to learn
everything by myself at home,

I want to learn with my friends.

We talked about this.
This is the new plan.

So, let's go.

Try it again, come on.

Try again. And maybe Auto-Tune.

I don't
think that's the note, either.

Why do I have to sing anyway?

It doesn't make any sense
that trees sing.

Well, in musicals,
anyone and anything can sing.

In fact, they must. Why?

Because sometimes,

when you're so full of emotion

you feel like you might burst,
you just...

have to let it out and...

Exactly. So, Mateo,
let's remember:

You're the happiest tree
in the forest

and you just have
to sing and dance about it.

Okay? Maybe later.

Could we take a break?

Fine, but only five minutes.

Yikes. Okay, Mama Rose.

Thanks for letting us
rehearse here.

Jorge's BarcaLounger
doesn't leave much room

for dancing in the living room.
Of course.

And hey,
if you're getting tired,

I'd be happy to teach Mateo
the dance.

I mean, we did nail
our Grandparents' Day routine.

People are still talking
about it.

Are you sure?

Yes. I'm cancer-free, remember?

Totally up for it.

So? Should I teach him?

That would be amazing.

Done and done.

Mateo, do you know what the most

important thing
about performing is?

- Glitter?
- Yes!

No. It's singing with feeling.

When you're on stage,
you're not just singing words.

You're singing
what you're feeling.

Whether you're happy,

or sad...

Or creepy.

What the hell are you doing?

I am in prison choir.

Turns out,
I am a gifted baritone.

What's this about?

I know you don't want
to sell the hotel.

My trial is coming up.

Right now, things are not
looking so good for poor me.

Of course,

if you told truth at trial...

that break-in was accident...

maybe I wouldn't want
to sell hotel.

I am going to tell the truth.

It was no accident

and you are a psychotic
and dangerous criminal

who should never see
the light of day again.

Then I have no choice
but to sell beautiful hotel.

You'll never sell the Marbella.

It's your last link to me and
we both know I'm all you have.

- Watch me.
- Ugh.

This guy really does
creep me out.

Let's go back
to cute kids singing.

Ah.

That's better.

Yes, that's it, Mateo!

Whoo-hoo. Right!

Now let's work on
that grapevine.

Big smile.

Ready? And...

a five, six,
seven, eight. Right...

Oy. Now Jane's being creepy.

Now I got to go pee.
Okay, let's take five.

What are you doing?

Admiring your app organization.

Stalking Raf's new girlfriend.
Why on my phone?

So that she doesn't see that I'm
creeping on her Instagram story.

Abuela,

there's no toilet paper!

Xo?

No, it's me. I hate Julie.

Raf's Julie?
Can we not call her that?

What happened? She posted a gif
that's totally aimed at me.

She called me a stage 5 clinger.

Honestly, what is she, 13?

Maybe I should
say something to Raf

and warn him... Jane, no.

Look, you and Raf
are in a good place right now.

Shut up and be supportive.

If you act crazy,
you're just proving Julie right;

That you're a clingy koala bear.

Wait, how do you know
what it looks like?

I'm looking at it now.

It's really funny, actually.
I think this shows

Julie has a good sense of humor.
Petra, focus.

You're supposed to be
talking me down.

Okay, right. Look.

I know it's hard, okay?

But you just...
You got to be cool about it.

Be the bigger person.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay. You're right.

Are you watching it again?

It's so funny.

It's so sad.

I know. The scientists failed

and all of the trees have died.

We only have 72 more hours
of breathable oxygen

before all known life-forms
on Mars go extinct.

Cut!

What the hell? Oh, my God.

That could have killed you.

Yes, it could have.

That'd be horrible.

I'd have to get a new costar.

Perfume, chocolates?

Rogelio, what did you do?

Why are you apologizing to me?

No, it's actually for River.

Do you think she'll like it?

I don't know, did you include
her favorite lube?

Should I?

Rogelio, this basket is gonna
give her the wrong idea.

Do you want her
trying to kiss you again?

Well, it's better
than her trying to kill me.

A light fell five inches
from my head.

And she said it was an accident.
Well, maybe it was,

maybe it wasn't.

The point is,
this is my passion project.

And it should be the happiest
time of my life.

But instead, I'm
fearing for my life,

I'm a wreck, I'm...

A basket case?

Please try to understand.

I do a-and I want
things to improve

between you and River,
but I don't want to worry about

her trying to kiss you
every five minutes.

What am I supposed to do?

I can't live like this.

I can't live there.

To be fair, cockroaches were not

a part of your deal-breaker list.
I feel like it was implied.

A-And to be clear, no rats.

Well, I have one more place
for you to see.

Hopefully, there will be
no cockroaches or rats

or carpeting or wood paneling...

Sounds promising.
Should we go now?

Oh, it's not available to see
till later today.

I will text you the address

and meet you... around 4:00?
Perfect. See you then.

And bring the list.
And I have the list.

Jane.

Fancy...

seeing you here. Again.

Yeah, I-I don't usually
hang around.

Rafael's office like this.

He's just helping me
find an apartment.

Which is harder than I thought.

There's more wood paneling
in Miami than you know.

Well, good luck. Thanks.

A-Actually...

I have to ask.

Is there something I should know

about you and Rafael?

What do you mean?

Well, I kind of got a vibe

from you guys the other day.

Plus, you seem to
be around a lot.

And...

your mom was watching
my Instagram stories.

Oh, yeah, my mom is so weird.

I'll talk to her.

Come on. I think Rafa's great,

but if there's still something
between the two of you,

I-I don't want to...

waste my time,
I don't need drama.

Come on, Jane.

Remember what Petra said.

Be the bigger person.

You have nothing to worry about.

We're just co-parents.

And for what it's worth,

I can tell Raf likes you.

Really? Oh, yeah. For sure.

I mean,
he talks about you a lot.

Thank you for saying that.

Okay.

Ms. Solano?

We have a problem.

May I help you?

We're investors.

Here to look at
potential investment.

Will you show us hotel?

No, I will not; The
hotel is not for sale.

Milos says it is.

He's two-thirds owner.

We look around now.

It's perfect.

Lots of light and charm,

big kitchen,
not a deal-breaker in sight.

Once I lose the beads
and the macramé.

And the... hippie smell.

That's weed.

Lots and lots of weed.
What's wrong?

Did you say something to Julie?

Okay, I honestly
didn't mean to...

But you did. You meddled
in my personal business.

I wouldn't characterize it
as meddling.

We ran into each other
and she asked about us

so I clarified that we are
strictly co-parents

and that you really like her.
Well, I don't.

Oh.

Oh, no.

I was just hoping that it
would fizzle out on its own

and I could let her down
easy but now she thinks

I'm, like, super into her.
I am so sorry.

Can I fix this?

Oh, I think you've done enough.

Good point.

How about this apartment,
though, huh?

Let me give you the tour.

Oh, I love it.

I can really imagine
living here.

So, should I, uh...

tell the office
to pull it off the market?

Yes.

Thanks, Raf.

Oh.

Well, at-at least we know
it's secure.

It's the office.

They don't have an extra key,

and they can't
reach the tenants.

So we have no idea
when they're coming back?

No, but come on.

People check
their phones constantly.

These people?

Mm. Ugh, I just hope

they come back soon.
I'm starving.

I was gonna eat
after we saw the place.

Have a look in the fridge.

If we eat anything,
then we'll take it out

of my commission.

Clearly vegan. Heh.

Who grow their own
sprouts. Incredible.

I think you mean "inedible."

What is a mung bean seedling?

No idea, but there is way
too much stuff growing on that.

What about this? What's this?

Oh. Cashew string cheese.

Good choice. Cheese adjacent.

Hmm. How bad can that be?

Mmm. What do you think?

I think it's an insult
to cheese.

And string.

Oh.

My mom sent a video
of Mateo's rehearsal.

Oh, he's actually doing it.

I am so glad that you got him
back into the play.

Mm-hmm.

Uh, so...

Julie seems great.
What's the problem?

Well, for one, she uses
too many emojis.

Come on. That's a little harsh.

Oh, wow. What is that?

I believe that is a fish cake.

Well, plenty of fish cakes
in the sea, right?

I'm not even sure what
I'm looking for, to be honest.

I guess it was just...

good to get back out there
and test the waters.

You know, my real estate agent
recently suggested

making a list
of qualities you like.

To help narrow down your search.

You have something better to do?

I have got
much better things to do.

I'm not gonna stand here all day
waiting for my costar.

Has anyone seen Rogelio?

Who the hell is that?

My bodyguard.

Where did he
find this guy, a Tolkien novel?

Everyone,

this is Laird.

A bodyguard. What for?

In order to do my best work,

I need to feel safe
in my environment.

Laird is here

for my protection.
Protection? From what?

I don't know.
Lights mysteriously falling

from the ceiling?

A grip lost his grip.
It happens.

Well, next time,
it'll happen to Laird.

I have your latte,
Mr. de la Vega.

I will accept the latte.
Let him through.

But keep an eye on her.

Let's shoot!

Hi. I'm River.

Ooh.

Look how teeny my hand is
in yours.

I'd say he's
definitely keeping an eye on her...

Okay. Come on,
let's see this list.

Organized, good sense of humor,

smart, loves kids... LATIN LOVER
NARRATOR: Ooh, is he describing Jane?

Athletic, non-judgmental,
goes with the flow...

Guess not.

Wow. I feel attacked. Uh, look,
I didn't mean it like that.

I'm kidding! I'm kidding!

Seriously, these
are great qualities.

And for what it's worth, I...

actually think Julie
has a lot of them.

So...

maybe you give her
another chance.

Yeah.

Maybe.

Ah. Help has arrived.

Ready to escape
the patchouli prison?

Let's go out tonight.

What? What happened?

I'm not just a big person,

I'm, like, a huge person.

I'm, like, André
the freaking giant over here.

Or Laird.

Okay, you lost me.

I just spent two hours
helping Raf make a list

so that he can find
the perfect woman,

and I basically just begged him
to give Julie a second chance.

Wow. André, got it.

N... The point is,
Raf is going to meet someone,

and even if Julie
is just a dry run,

he is going
to fall in love again.

And I want him to be happy.
I really do.

But I think I'll be more
prepared for that

if I'm happy first.

Ooh... Or at least
at the same time as him.

Which is why
we're going out tonight

to dip our toes in the water.

Look, I'm sorry, but I told you,

I'm not ready for that yet.
Remember the picture

of J.R. and the other woman?

Do you really want to
wait around

until that thumbnail

becomes a huge
Facebook profile pic?

God, you're ruthless.
I respect that.

Okay, fine. Let's go.

Yes! Put on your party panties,
I'm on my way!

Look at us. Two single ladies
out on the town. Whoo!

Whoo. Hey, we agreed to
dip our toe in the water,

so take out a toe
and dip it, girl.

Okay, can we please stop
with the toe metaphor?

It's more unappealing than the
cheap whiskey stench in here.

Okay, come on... guys or girls?

I don't know.
Guess the world's my oyster.

Or sausage!

Hey, what about those
two guys on the left?

Oh, yeah. Well, they're not

unattractive. That's the spirit.

Here we go, dipping our toes...
Oh.

Nope. Sorry, forgot.

Okay, well, let's give them
some "come hither" looks,

see what happens, hmm?
All right.

Oh, wow, that was easy.

- We still got it!
- Hi, there.

I'm Brett. This is Nick.
Hi, Brett and Nick.

Do you have names? Oh, that depends.
Are you buying us drinks?

Hey, man. Let me get
four tequila shots.

Uh, is it
just me, or are Brett and Nick

too young to grow facial hair?

So, uh, how old are you guys?

- Guess.
- Ha!

Pass. How old?

Strict. I like it.

Well, I'm 22 and a half.
21 and three-quarters.

What?

She's got socks
older than you guys.

Oh, don't worry.
We're really mature.

Wow. That is great to know.

So do you like kids?

Because we'd love for you
to meet our children.

What?

Yeah! Between us, we've got
three little rug rats.

Do you want to see pictures?
Ooh!

Shoot, uh,

you know, I just realized,

we got to get going.
Yeah, we got to

get up early in the morning.

Finals week. Oh.

Yeah.

Well, that went well.

Come on. They were the first
people that we talked to.

It'll get better.

Now, mmm, let's do these shots.

Mmm... Mm?

Bodyguard?

Uh, excuse me, crew people.
Have you seen my bodyguard?

Okay.

Oh, really?

Ah, you temptress!

You stole my bodyguard
to punish me,

you wicked,
conniving snake of a...

Oh, Rogelio, stop!

This has nothing to do with you.

Laird and I began talking

during break and well,
we just... hit it off.

Turns out we both love cooking.

And Tibetan beading,
and ayurvedic massage.

Oh, come on!

It's obvious you've been

plotting against me
for weeks now.

And clearly this is

part of your master plan.
What's next?

Have Laird drown me
in Lake Brenda?

There's no "next," Rogelio.

I've been getting
my revenge for weeks.

Watching you go crazy,
anxiously waiting for me

to do something evil.

Oh, it worked like a charm.

You're not sleeping, you
got bags under your eyes,

and your worry wrinkles are
worse than they've ever been.

I knew that if I just behaved
like the professional I am,

you would drive yourself crazy.

And you have.

Look.

I'm not the kind of woman

who's used to getting rejected.

Watching you

torture yourself these
past few weeks has

been delightful.

But I'm ready to
call it even. Okay?

Okay.

But you're so fired, Laird.

You were so right.

Asking Darci to send us a man
for River was genius.

She's done with me.

Hey, it's Darci's
algorithm, not mine.

And now that River has
someone else to obsess over,

she'll be out of our hair.

And hopefully,
mine will start growing back.

I noticed a few bald spots
from all the stress.

I'm sure it will.
Well, the point is,

that joy will return to my job.

Mm.

So how about you?

Did, uh, teaching Mateo
give you the bug

to get back to teaching?

Maybe. Just weighing my options.

Right. Soaking up life.

- Like you said.
- Mm-hmm.

I'm just not feeling it.

What about that guy?

A "Hands Off My Gun" hat?

Do you know me? Deal-breaker.

Okay. My turn. What about her?

That woman hasn't taken her eye

off you all night.

Everything okay?

My lawyers can't stop
Milos from selling the hotel.

Well, you've found ways around

that kind of thing
before, right?

Yes, but that would
involve lying,

and I can't do that
anymore because...

Because...?

Because J.R. changed me.

Made me want to be
a freakin' good person

who deserves her, and now...

Oh, God, what happened to me?

Oh, honestly,

I think you were
always a good person.

It just took J.R. to finally
bring it out of you.

And you will meet someone else.

That I love as much
as I love her?

Yeah.

I really believe that.

Well, I think you will, too.

I hope so.

Well, if I will,
you will, trust me.

You're way more likeable.

Bright side, we're
in this together, right?

Yeah. And I'm so glad.

Excuse me.

Can I buy you a drink?

For God's sake, can't
you see we're talking?

Well, that was rude.

Krishna.
You're just leaving now?

I literally always leave
at this hour.

Of course you do.

Because you're such
a good assistant.

The way you're
always anticipating my needs,

and leaving me little reminders
on your little Post-its,

with your perfect
little handwriting.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

You're going the wrong way.
I'll walk you, Ms. Solano.

Thank you, Ms. Krishna.

Oh, and listen.

I've officially decided
not to perjure myself.

Milos can rot in prison
till he dies.

Which means I may
lose the hotel,

but wherever I end up,
don't you worry,

you'll be with me. Oh!

Ah. It's bedtime.

And now, it's showtime.

Thanks so much again
for making this happen, Mom.

Of course. He's a natural
once you get him going.

You gave Julie a second chance?

I took your advice. Thank you.

He's crushing it.

Stop it!

Stop crying!

Stop it! Stop it now!

Stop it!

Stop!

Everybody was staring at me.

It's all because of
that stupid baby.

It's okay, Mateo.
No one is mad at you.

But it's his fault.

It's no one's fault.

I wanted to do the play good.

I don't want to
be this way anymore.

Hey, come here.

He's asleep.

This is my fault.

I made everything worse by
pushing him to do the play.

I should have listened to you.

The situation isn't
getting any better,

and denying it
doesn't change that.

And now it's starting
to hurt our son.

And, uh...

I think it's time to
put him on medication.

Me, too.

And it's not your fault.

We both had to be comfortable.

Now we are.

You're...

nice.

Thanks.

Of course.

We're a team.

And I'll call the doctor
tomorrow.

And... call Julie.

Hey, Julie, it's me.

Mateo will be all right,

and Jane and Rafael will
figure it all out.

I know.

Then, uh, what's wrong?

You were sad all the way home.

Are you feeling okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

No, you're not.

I just feel like I'm flailing.

I survived the cancer,

but I'm just as lost now
as I was before I got sick.

And I feel silly and ungrateful.

Everything should be joyful now.

Everything doesn't have
to feel joyful.

It should.

I survived the worst.

I should be happy and fulfilled.

All the time?

In general.

And you're not?

No.

I've been trying so hard
to fill the time with

working out,
and dancing with Mateo,

even scheming with you,

but none of the distractions
are helping.

Well, that's because you
don't need a distraction.

You need a passion,
something you love,

like I love telenovelas.

But I don't even know
what that is.

You'll figure it out.

The important thing is
you have time.

And you don't have to be
grateful for everything.

Just that.

And you.

Thank you for coming.

Petra wants me to tell you that

you can rot in here.

She won't perjure herself.

But I will.

She'll never suspect that
we're working together.

Not after you framed me.

Trust me,

I want to bring her down
as much as you do.

Okay, I did it. I made
a dating profile.

So did I.

JaneV333.

Single ladies!

You and me, in it together
and in it to win it.

Eh, eh. Yes!

Oh.

Ooh, maybe that's
your first match.

No, it's just Rafael.

Oh, I hope the apartment
didn't fall through.

Hey.

I got your text.
Everything okay?

I don't know.

Maybe it was what you said.

How denying it
doesn't change it.

What is it?

I was getting the papers ready,
but don't rent the apartment.

What? Why?

Because I realized that
there was one deal-breaker

with Julie that
I couldn't get past.

It's... love.

She's not you, Jane.

I love you.

I've tried to stop, but I can't.

And I don't want to anymore.

Petra's gonna be so mad at me.

Well, let's talk
about that later, okay?

Yeah.

I just feel...

Oh, I feel...

Like you have so much emotion

that you might burst?

Me, too!

And now for my dance solo. Dad!

Oh, Rogelio.