Friends, you recall Jane and Rafael
got back together. That's right, love was in the air.
- Which reminds me... - We only have
72 more hours of breathable oxygen
before all known life-forms on Mars go extinct.
Yes, Rogelio shot his pilot for This Is Mars.
Now he just had to wait
to see if it will be picked up to series.
Oh, and Xiomara was at a career crossroads as well.
I'm thinking about going to nursing school.
And speaking of smart moves...
Petra finally, finally got
full control over the Marbella.
Which brings us to Rafael.
See, he used to own the Marbella.
Only now, he works in real estate.
That's right, friends. Rafael's life
had gone in a different direction.
But there was one huge bright spot.
- Will you marry me? - Yes.
I know! I'm excited, too.
Plus, they'd started talking about the future.
Would you ever consider having more kids?
I'd be open to talking about that.
How sweet, right?
So let's start planning that wedding.
When Jane Gloriana Villanueva was 25 years old,
she got married for the first time.
And, friends, it was a very happy day.
Well, not for him.
I know this is terrible timing,
but I love you, Jane.
Don't marry Michael, please.
But, friends, he didn't say any of that.
Instead, he said...
Good luck. You look beautiful.
They say, if you love someone,
let them go, which Rafael did that day.
And he wasn't going to make that mistake again.
Can't breathe.
Oh, sorry. Sorry.
Let the wedding planning begin.
Barry, I don't care
who you have to kill or sleep with
or kill then sleep with.
I need this pickup. Do something.
You always tell me
what a powerful agent you are, and right now
all I'm hearing are a lot of excuses.
Is that your superpower? Excuses?!
What's going on?
The studio has the first cut of his pilot,
but there's been radio silence,
so he's freaking out.
I don't think he's breathed in two days.
Poor Dad.
You wear glasses now?
I'm still waiting to hear about my nursing school application,
so I've been distracting myself with some medical reading.
Turns out I needed reading glasses.
Plus, you know, they make me feel smarter.
Oh... Okay, wedding planning.
- Should we get to it? - Yes.
That's the attitude I need from you, Barry.
Earn that ten percent.
Okay, why don't the four of us
- start talking and Dad can... - Wait, Ma.
Can I see that mole?
Is it raised? You have to think F.A.T.
Flat, asymmetrical, tri-color.
Those are the scary moles that need to be checked right away.
Wow.
What can I say?
- Runs in the family. - Aw, aw.
Does anyone maybe want to talk about anyone's upcoming wedding?
Yes, of course. Sorry, yes. Just...
The sequel is never as good as the original.
What?
Barry's trying to get me excited about
a follow-up to Tiago to take my mind off the pilot.
You know what might take your mind off the pilot?
Your daughter's wedding!
Yes. Good. Let's talk wedding.
I'm sorry, I have to take this call.
Do you mind if we postpone this meeting?
I really want to give it my full attention.
Yeah, of course.
Talk to me, Barry.
Okay, I'm gonna go read up on that mole.
You might have to have it checked, Ma.
*JANE THE VIRGIN* Season 05 Episode 14
Episode Title : "Chapter Ninetyty-Five"
Well, I want to plan the wedding with you.
- You do? - Mm-hmm.
I do. Go ahead, what's first on your list?
Finding an officiant.
You don't want to use your priest?
Come on. I know the Catholic
wedding ceremony isn't your thing.
So I did a little research, and I found
a Unitarian minister who respects all beliefs
and comes highly recommended.
Mm, that sounds really nice.
Good, because I already wrote him a very long
and persuasive e-mail.
We have an appointment the day after tomorrow.
I'll be there. What is next?
Um, where do you want to get married?
Inside or outside? Or...
something that looks like it's outside but is actually
inside a soundstage, because if we ask,
my dad will build it for us.
Outside. Actual outside.
That's what I want, too.
Um... which...
guides my dress choice.
And luckily, my fashion expert lands
- in a few hours. - Oh, yeah.
First bridal shop appointment with Lina
is Tuesday, right?
It is so sexy when you closely read our calendar.
Yeah? Yeah.
I think I read something about a hair test...
- Ooh, baby, don't stop. - Tomorrow?
Oh, I can't wait to marry you.
I can't wait to marry you, too.
OMG. I missed Lina.
Hello, bride!
Oh! Hello, matron of honor.
How was your flight?
Perfect. I totally mastered
the Benzos-Chardonnay cocktail, mmm.
And I made it here before that huge storm that's
supposed to hit. Thank God. Danny was so worried.
Oh, how is Danny? And the new apartment?
And F.I.T.?
F.I.T.? Is that another scary mole acronym?
Great. I still can't believe that
- I'm in school for fashion. - Ah. Of course.
And I love everything about it.
I even like doing homework now. What?
I never thought I'd hear you say that sentence.
I know.
And I'm gonna find you the perfect dress
with my new highly educated designer brain.
Which is not going to be anything like this teal tragedy.
God, it feels so good to be here
as a guest and not an employee.
Oh, don't rub it in.
Speaking of...
How is the writing going?
I'm getting closer to the end of my novel.
And I really think I found my voice.
This is mine. This is mine. This is mine.
- Mine, mine, mine, mine. - Wow.
Petra certainly found her voice.
Oh, it's all officially 100% mine, Krishna.
Congratulations, Ms. Solano.
I have so many plans to take the Marbella to the next level,
and I want to hear your ideas, too. Oh, well, okay.
I was thinking we could expand... Shut it. Oh, my God.
- That's Chef Ludo. - Who-do?
Ludo Lefebvre, the famous chef.
How does Rafael know him? Does he know him?
I don't know that he... Shh! I'm trying to listen.
Wait.
You have three kids now? Yeah.
Yeah, I just dropped off
two-thirds of them at the kids' club.
What about you?
On vacation now. With the family.
Oh, well, times have changed.
- It's good to see you, buddy. - You, too.
All right.
Oh! How do you know Chef Ludo?
Wh-wh... Where did you come from?
I own the place. It's my job to lurk. Explain.
I used to run into him all the time
back when I was in the hotel circuit.
I just can't believe such a renowned chef
is here in the hotel. It just feels like kismet.
- Why's that? - I'd love to pitch him
a collaboration with the Marbella
now that it's mine, mine, all mine. Yay.
Do you think you could introduce us?
Oh, uh...
uh, yeah, yeah. Sure.
It just felt weird for her to ask me
for my help like that with no acknowledgement.
I mean, this hotel used to be mine.
His, his, all his.
I get it, but do you want to go
back to the hotel life?
Back to whiskey and investors and... tight shirts?
I can't imagine that shirt
- getting any tighter. - I mean, of course.
Really?
The Marbella was my hotel.
I put so much into it.
It-it meant everything to me.
Then I think you should talk
to Petra about how you feel.
Yeah. Okay. I will.
Love you. Love you, too. Okay, bye.
Okay. The groom is good.
Sorry. Let's talk dresses.
Perfect. What were you thinking?
Well, this is my second wedding,
so I wanted to go a little more nontraditional this time.
But not too nontraditional. I don't want to scare my abuela.
- Mm-hmm. - I was thinking I could wear
a mermaid-inspired dress since that's what I was wearing
the first time Raf and I saw each other at the Marbella.
- Wow. You really like that idea? - No.
Honestly, I think it's really cheesy.
So, uh, what's going on?
Danny and I are having trouble conceiving,
so I wanted to ask you if I could have one of your eggs.
Wow. That didn't go over easy.
Where were we?
I didn't even know you two were trying to have a baby.
Ah, yes.
Lina was looking to poach Jane's eggs.
We have been for a while.
And I totally thought Danny was shooting blanks, and...
but he was tested, and his junk's spunky as hell.
Apparently, I'm the problem.
Something's not working.
Anyway, turns out I could've been
way sluttier in high school.
Well...
I am so sorry, Lina.
Are you okay?
Yeah, totally.
I just don't want some rando anonymous donor.
And I-I'd ask one of my sisters, but you know them.
They're kind of bitchy party animals, and...
you're so good and smart and not bitchy.
And... I want my kid to be like you.
So, will you consider it?
Of course I'll consider it.
I-I'm... I'm flattered you'd even ask.
It's just, um,
a big decision, so...
- I should talk to Raf about it. - Yeah.
You okay?
You've been quiet since you got here.
I'm fine. I just have to talk to you about something.
A big something or a little something?
- I'll tell you later. - Tell what?
Yes, tell everyone, Jane.
Dad, is that Instagram live?
I have an incredibly active online following,
so I decided to give them an all-access pass into my life,
including a seat at our family dinner table.
In return, they will flood the Internet
with #ThislsMars to build up some buzz.
Right, uh, TowelTuesday349 from Phoenix
who just sent me an eggplant emoji.
- How long are you doing this? - Until we get picked up.
It's like a hunger strike, but less sad.
Well, do it somewhere else.
Jane's gonna tell us something important.
- I wasn't, actually. - Go, Rogelio!
I'll fill you all in later. Don't worry.
Oh, yes, MattyMatt2828, my wife does wear the pants,
but remember... I wear the tail!
#ThislsMars!
- So, what were you gonna tell us? - Well,
Lina is struggling to have a baby, and she asked
if I can give her one of my eggs.
Oh. Wow.
That's touching that she asked you.
I don't think you should do it.
Thank God you said it.
Wait, why?
Because we know you, Jane.
Think about when you were pregnant
and planning to give up the baby.
It was really hard for you to let go.
But this is different. I'm not gonna be pregnant.
I'm just gonna be donating one of my eggs to my best friend.
No.
You're donating your biological child
to your best friend to raise.
I mean, the baby will technically
be Mateo's brother or sister, right?
And are you uncomfortable with that?
I'll support you no matter what.
It's your body,
it's your choice.
But I'm just worried that...
it'll be harder than you think for you to let go.
- "Let go of...?" - Dad, stop.
I'm sorry, my followers
crave content, and they were not enjoying
- the tour of Alba's bedroom. - Oh...
Xiomara...
Which brings us to...
- There you are.
So, I was thinking,
you know what the perfect stress reliever might be?
Yes.
A series pickup.
No, besides that.
No, I do not.
But everyone should message me what they think it is.
And don't forget to add ♪ RoOnMars, ♪ThislsMars,
#ThisWontBeMars WithoutASeriesPickup.
(clicks tongue Rogelio, not in front of an audience.
- Turn that thing off. - No, I can't.
I promised them nonstop coverage until we get a pickup.
And I cannot disappoint my #Rogelifans.
Well, I can.
No. No.
Enjoy nature. Track the storm.
And you...
enjoy this view.
That was great. Mm.
Think you'll be able to sleep?
Maybe.
It's hard to relax when your dream's
just out there, you know?
Up to someone else.
Yeah, I get it.
I'm worried, too, about getting into nursing school.
I know.
That's another thing that's stressing me out.
I talked about it a few hours ago on my livestream.
But talking doesn't change anything.
The truth is, it's out of our hands.
You have to let it go.
I know. I'm trying.
Huh.
I think your heart's off-rhythm.
Well, that's ridiculous. I have impeccable rhythm.
And we just had a round of incredible lovemaking.
I don't know. Maybe we should go to a doctor.
Xiomara, you sent Alba to the doctor
for her mole fat, and it was nothing.
You're letting all of that medical reading get to you.
I'm a little worried,
because you look like that dragon girl from that nerd show.
Yeah, it's a bit much.
Maybe we can try another style?
Less Khaleesi?
Do you have a book or something?
Please and thank you.
So, what did Raf say?
He's supportive, but he was also worried
that I wouldn't be able to let go...
- Which I obviously would have to. - Uh-huh.
So I guess I just have some questions.
Of course. Yeah. Ask me anything.
Um...
What would I be to this child?
Um, the favorite aunt?
I mean, you'd have very little competition from my sisters.
And what about Mateo?
Uh, would they be, like, cousins?
- Cousins sounds great. - Yes. Great.
And, um,
would we tell the baby how he or she was conceived?
Oh, um, I don't know.
We'd have to.
- Okay. - When?
Uh, w-we'd figure that out.
I think as soon as he or she could understand.
Right.
But that would be my decision.
Because I'd be the mom.
And this would be, like, the kind of thing
that you'd let go of, right?
Can you talk for a minute?
I don't want this to affect our relationship,
but I have been thinking a lot about the hotel, and...
Yesterday was weird, right?
The whole Ludo thing?
I've been thinking about it, too.
Really?
Yeah. I mean,
this was your hotel, and so for me to ask you
for advice just feels somehow wrong.
So,
I had an idea.
A way for both of us to benefit.
I want to offer you a job.
And a percentage of everything we'd build together going forward.
When did you do all this?
Had everything brought up from storage last night.
I think we could do great things together,
starting with the Chef Ludo collaboration.
You know, I bet he'd really respond to the idea
of a branded restaurant in the Marbella.
Or a pop-up.
Given how trendy pop-ups are,
what if we translated that to the hotel space?
- Well, he's done pop-ups. - Still, it's certainly more exciting
than a branded restaurant.
We'd do a rotation, a new hot chef every month with Ludo supervising.
Ooh, I want that calendar.
Could be great.
So, does that mean you're in?
So I said yes. I'll keep my real estate job for now,
but I'm excited to get back to it.
Oh, I'm so happy for you.
- Thanks. - I'm happy, too.
But I got to dive in.
Ludo's only here two more days,
so can we reschedule
our appointment with the minister?
Oh, no. Really?
I'm sorry.
No, it's fine.
I'll beg him to switch.
As long as you promise to fill out
the list of questions he sent to get to know us better.
Wow, a list.
No wonder you wanted this guy.
On it.
How'd it go with Lina?
Uh, it was, uh, complicated.
I might just say no and blame it on you.
Don't you dare. I am scared of Lina.
Ooh. I see Mateo.
- Good luck with your meeting. - Jane.
Hey, congratulations.
Uh...
Congratulations, Jane. We're all so happy for you.
Happy for me because...?
Mateo told everyone that you're expecting a baby.
Mazel tov.
Oh...
Uh...
Ugh. Sorry I'm late.
You won't believe what happened.
What? Uh, Dad, I really don't want to be on camera right now.
Anything you can say to me, you can say to my fans.
They want to be part of your wedding planning so badly.
Just give me a minute to make a call.
You got it. No problem.
Stop. Stay there.
All seven million of you.
9.4 million and rising.
Raf? Where are you?
Change of plans.
I'm at a bar with Ludo and Petra.
I won't be home until late. I'm so sorry.
It's just been crazy. He wants to set up a meeting!
And he wants to drink... a lot.
Oh, okay, well, uh, I was gonna tell you when you got home,
but Mateo thinks we're having a baby.
Oh, I love you, too, baby.
Uh, uh, never mind. See you tonight.
So, yes, while This Is Mars is the most important project
of my career, my daughter's happiness
is the most important project of my life.
Speaking of, where's our groom?
Oh, he's gonna miss this wedding meeting
because he's at happy hour with a new client.
Wow. Day drinking?
Is he turning back into the old Rafael?
No, definitely not.
To catch you up, her fiancé Rafael
- has quite a history. - Look him up.
Okay, let's talk color schemes.
Why isn't Daddy home yet?
He's working late tonight. You'll see him in the morning.
So, hey,
I wanted to ask you something.
How come you told your class I'm having a baby?
I heard you and Daddy talking
about a brother or sister for me.
The baby will technically be Mateo's
brother or sister, right?
Oh, honey, I'm not having a baby.
What Daddy meant was I may be helping
Lina have one.
What do you mean?
Hmm. Remember how we talked
about how you came from a little egg?
Well, Lina's little eggs aren't working,
so she asked if she can borrow one of mine
so that she can have a baby
to love and take care of.
Will we ever get to see it? Sometimes.
But not a lot, because it'll be Lina and Danny's child,
and they live in New York.
But it would be your baby.
Biologically, but not actually.
I'm confused. You know what?
Me, too.
Which is why I haven't decided if I'm going to do it.
Because it's a really big decision.
Don't worry, Mommy.
You'll decide right. You always do.
Oh.
Pink means pregnant.
But I've never had sex.
It's not a stupid milkshake.
It's a baby,
and I'm gonna get attached to it.
Can't breathe.
Oh, sorry.
What are you thinking?
Uh, not for me.
Or me. Barf.
Are you sure?
You don't want to walk around, get a feel for it?
Wait, why? You like it?
Oh, no, girl. I hate it.
But my fingers are cramped from doing
all those buttons, so I need a little break
before I undo them.
Fair enough. So, have you thought more about how you'd feel
on the whole letting go front?
Yeah.
And I want to be able to,
but I have some more questions.
Okay. Ask them.
What will you do with any extra embryos?
I'm not sure.
I-I guess we have to see how it goes.
Well, uh, how many are you planning to implant?
I don't know yet.
So you might do multiples?
I haven't thought about all those specifics yet.
You're gonna have to think about these things.
I will.
Okay, uh, so who would the baby go to
if you and Danny... died?
What? Like I said, these are...
- Okay, you know what? - This is a mistake.
You clearly can't let go.
Of course I can't just let go, because it's not
a milkshake, Lina; it's a baby.
A milkshake?
I just mean that it's a big deal.
You think I don't know that?
I have been trying to get pregnant
for over a year,
with all the shots and the hormones
and the millions of doctors' appointments,
so I really don't need you telling me
that I'm a bad mother before I even start.
Lina!
Lina, I am so sorry.
I didn't mean to make you feel worse.
It just hurts that you clearly think
I'm not taking this whole thing seriously.
It makes me feel like a bad mom,
which I already feel like because I can't get pregnant.
Like even God doesn't think I'm cut out for it.
Okay, you are not going to be a bad mom.
I don't think that, and God definitely doesn't think that.
If that was his criteria for handing out babies,
all your sisters would be barren.
Agreed.
What about all your questions before?
You wouldn't have asked anyone else all that stuff.
That's true,
because I wouldn't consider doing it for anyone else.
Only you.
What can I say? I am touched
that you Rogeli-superfans
have been with me for two days,
three hours and six minutes.
Unfortunately, still nothing from the studio on my pilot,
but that's okay.
We soldier on, and we exfoliate,
and we moisturize.
And I want you to know from the bottom of my heart...
My heart.
Rogeli-fans, send help!
Friends, we last left Rogelio clutching his chest.
Thank God you didn't have a heart attack.
Agreed. Thank God.
- Thank God, Dad. - What are you wearing?
I ran out when I heard.
I'm okay.
It was just a...
f...
Lone atrial fibrillation,
an electrical problem with the heart,
likely brought on by stress.
Oh. But he had a procedure, and he's gonna be fine.
Yeah, they shocked me with some paddles,
and turns out I was holding them wrong when I played
Dr. Ramon Sierra in Doctores Enamorados.
I'm just so happy you're all right. I was so scared.
I know. Me, too.
And I'm sorry I ruined your wedding dress shopping...
again.
I'm your father.
I want you guys to go.
I want you to go. Go now. Wow.
Oh, that feels like a lifetime ago.
I can't believe you've only been in my life for seven years.
You know, all the cells in your body
regenerate every seven years, so technically
you've known each other your whole lives.
Aw. Look who's nerding out.
I really hope she gets into nursing school.
Well, I need a lot more lifetimes with you,
so you have to manage your stress.
I will.
So, is this your wedding dress?
This? No. Ugh. I was trying it on when I saw your video,
and I didn't have time to take it off.
Oh, thank God, because it's hideous.
I brought your clothes,
but the bridal shop made me give them
a credit card for the dress.
Ugh, do I even want to know how much I owe you?
Oh.
Ah, well,
I'm either wearing this to the wedding
or living in it.
Feels like the storm's coming any minute, huh?
Yeah, it's felt that way the past few days.
Maybe it'll pass.
- So, listen... - Look...
I think I know why I freaked out about telling the baby early
about the egg donation.
I know my dad so well now.
Um, sometimes I forget it was such a-a trauma
when he came back and I realized my mom had lied for so long.
Oh, my God. I kind of forgot about that.
Me, too, actually.
So, anyway, uh...
that's why it's really important to me
that the baby know the truth from the beginning.
I get it. And no problem.
If we do this, we'll tell the baby
as soon as she's old enough to understand.
Thank you.
And listen, you're right.
This isn't an ice cream.
Milkshake.
Whatever.
The point is, it's a really big deal.
And I might feel insecure,
but you deserve the answers to any questions you have.
So pull out that list.
- I don't have a... - Jane.
- Okay, timing. - Okay.
Would you want to do it before or after the wedding?
- Up to you. - Great. I'd prefer to do it after.
Of course.
Uh, s-so are you getting married soon or...?
Hopefully. Raf and I have an appointment Okay.
With a minister in an hour so that I can lock down a date.
Got it. Perfect.
Just curious. How many more questions do you have?
37.
Mm. Okay.
Let's do this.
Which brings us here. Now.
Raf, are you almost here?
I am so sorry, but I'm not gonna make
the meeting with the minister.
The meeting that starts in one minute?
I know, I feel terrible,
but we're down to the wire with prep for our Ludo meeting.
I already rescheduled once. There's no way you can get here?
I'm sorry.
But I trust your judgment,
and if you like him, we'll book him.
Okay, I'll handle it.
Did you e-mail me your questionnaire?
I didn't get to it.
It's fine. I'll deal with wedding stuff.
Good luck on your meeting.
Jane?
Uh, will your fiancé be joining us?
Actually, uh, Raf got tied up in a last-minute work thing.
He's really sorry he couldn't be here.
No worries. Life happens.
I'm sure I will learn a lot from his questionnaire.
Right. Actually, Raf didn't have a chance to finish his.
It's just a-a really busy time at work for him right now.
He's actually got two jobs. I understand.
But it's important that you two are on the same page
when it comes to your priorities.
Of course, 100%. Don't worry,
Raf and I are totally in sync regarding priorities.
Then again, he's not here,
and he didn't do the work.
It might be prudent to have a conversation
about Rafael's commitment to your family,
if you want me to marry you.
Uh-oh.
Are storm clouds gathering?
Nope. False alarm.
Just more thunder.
Maybe the storm won't come.
Trust me, it will.
Anyway, to sum things up,
we'd have a different chef every month,
and you would supervise their menus.
This may be a kids' hotel,
but those kids have parents with good taste.
And deep pockets.
So, what do you think?
I don't know, it just feels... passé.
Maybe that means something different in French.
You know, boring, played out, stale.
Guess not.
I feel I've already done the pop-up thing.
Uh, wh-what if we explored the idea
of an exclusive branded partnership?
Yeah. What my colleague is trying to say is,
we know you've done pop-ups before,
but this would be a unique opportunity to do that
with your branding inside a hotel.
And, of course, I'd give you a percentage of the revenue
whenever guest chefs came through.
Okay, keep talking.
What the hell were you thinking?
What was I thinking?
- You totally undermined me. - We discussed this.
You had no right to bring your idea
into the conversation without my permission.
Your permission? If I'm gonna help you with this,
- then I need to have a voice. - You do have a voice.
One that I can overrule since it's my hotel.
- Your hotel? Seriously? - Yes, seriously.
After my sister took my shares and you somehow got them back
- all for yourself? - Oh, please.
You wouldn't have been able to open up so much
as a food truck if it wasn't for your rich daddy.
When I got the Marbella, it was in shambles, saddled in debt.
You basically ran it into the ground.
I was the one who did all the hard work
to turn the Marbella into something great,
so I really don't need your advice.
If that's how you feel,
then maybe we shouldn't work together.
There's the door.
Friends, Jane finally had
answers to all her questions.
Except, you know, the really big one.
What do you think, Faith?
If I give Lina the egg, can I let go?
Wow. Uh, Lina, you guys are...
Matching. Cute, right?
Spiked heels elongate the calves.
Work it, girl.
No, stop. Don't work it.
Jane?
Hey.
How'd it go? Uh, not great.
Petra and I got into it over some hotel stuff.
I'm sorry again for missing the meeting.
How was the minister?
Oh, uh... Reverend Fairdale didn't think
he was the right fit for us, but it's fine.
There are plenty of other officiants in the sea, right?
Is it because I wasn't there?
Of course not. It was just a personality thing.
Jane. It's fine. I promise.
I'm gonna get some sleep. I'm beat.
I love your eggs, Mommy. I want more.
Looks like everyone wants Jane's eggs these days.
But not the Lina eggs; the scrambled ones.
Yeah, I got that.
Here you go, kiddo.
And remember, when you get to school,
you need to let everyone know you made a mistake
and Mommy isn't pregnant.
I'll remember.
But, did you decide if you're gonna do
the egg thing for Lina?
I'm still thinking about it.
Because it's so complicated.
Why do you even want to do it, then?
Because I love Auntie Lina so much.
And it would be a gift to help her.
And you were such an unexpected gift for me.
I want to pass that on.
Because you have to go the extra mile
for the people you love.
Even if it's hard.
And no matter what Lina's answers
to those questions are...
I know you'll raise your kid with so much love,
and that's what matters.
So, yes, I'll give you my eggs.
Wow.
Thanks so, so much.
But, actually, I don't want them.
What? Why not?
No, they're really great eggs.
I mean, I-I got pregnant
literally the first time sperm even touched one.
And I really think that I can let go.
Yeah, but I don't know if I can.
Look, you are this amazing person and mother,
and I was talking to Danny, and I realize
I'm just so extra sensitive to your judgment
because I look up to you so much.
Every time I make a bad decision, I see your face.
Can you imagine how much worse it would be seeing it
stare up at me out of a five-year-old's body?
I mean, I can.
Bad Mommy!
I'll just ask one of my sisters.
I can handle their bitchiness.
I just don't want to complicate our friendship.
It's too important to me.
To me, too.
But if you change your mind,
- know I would do it. - Thanks.
And all of your questions did get me thinking.
- Mm. - Danny and I
would like it if you were the baby's guardian
if anything happened to us.
Of course. I'd be honored.
Okay, okay. Enough crying.
Okay.
I have something for you.
- Oh, my God, did you draw this? - Yeah.
A-And you don't have to wear it.
But if you like it, I can use that ugly button dress
that you had to buy as a foundation.
This is my wedding dress.
- Really? - It's perfect.
I'm sending my mom a picture of it right now.
Oh. S-Sorry. One sec.
Hey, listen, I know you said it wasn't my fault
that the reverend won't marry us, but it obviously is.
And, like you said, sometimes you have to go
the extra mile for people that you love.
So... I am heading over to the church right now
to get him back.
What? What's wrong?
Hey there. Thanks for giving me a minute. I'm Rafael Solano.
I'm Jane Villanueva's fiancé.
I just wanted to bring you my questionnaire.
- It's a little late. - I know.
And-and I know how it must have looked
when I didn't show up for the appointment,
and so I understand why you turned us down,
- but I just really want... - Can we, uh...
- talk outside for a second? - What are you doing here?
I didn't turn you down because you missed the appointment.
Your fiancée here went off on me.
It might be prudent to have a conversation
about Rafael's commitment to your family,
if you want me to marry you.
Are you serious? Excuse me?
You have no idea what that man's overcome
and sacrificed for our relationship,
so don't you dare question his commitment.
I mean, you can't even commit to a religion.
What the heck is Unitarian anyway?
Wow! Ha!
We're just gonna go.
Well, thank you for sticking up for me.
Are you kidding me? After everything you've gone through.
I won't have anyone doubting your commitment
to me or our family.
No one can be there all the time, for everything.
You're allowed to miss things to chase your dreams.
Thank you.
Mm.
You're a pretty great person.
No wonder Lina wants your eggs.
Oh, turns out she doesn't want them anymore.
Why not? You have great eggs!
I know. That's what I said.
But it just feels too complicated for her.
She's gonna ask her sisters.
Well, that makes it easier.
Yeah. It really does.
But, man, all that
baby talk made me think about our future baby
and how I can't wait for that.
So maybe we could talk about
a timeline for adoption?
Well, I've actually also been thinking about that.
And I realized that I...
I definitely don't want more kids.
And... there's our storm.
You don't want more kids?
We talked. You said that you were open to adoption.
I-I was open to it.
But all that Lina talk just got me thinking.
And... I'm already spread so thin
with work and three young and complicated children.
And...
my life just feels full.
Wow. Okay.
So, what do we do now?
What do you mean?
I told you... There are no deal breakers.
We're getting married.
And if you don't want more kids,
then we won't have them.
I'm sorry.
I wish I felt differently.
It's okay.
Uh, I mean, I'm a little sad,
but I get it.
Besides,
one of us may change our mind someday.
Yeah. You might.
And, friends,
one of them eventually would.
I won't tell you who, but you can probably guess.
See? Look how good we are at communicating.
That Reverend Fairdale is a big, dumb bozo.
Like you said, probably not a great fit.
We can never go back to this church!
Mmm. I love you.
I love you, too, but I'm soaked,
so can we get in the car?
Yeah, sorry, sorry! Here.
Under the car!
Got 'em!
Uh, never mind! Don't got 'em!
Aah!
Aha!
Quick, get in the car before we get wet!
What happened?
Despite spending an average of
94 minutes a day in the gym, your father is sort of clumsy.
We, uh, weathered a storm.
Welcome back from the hospital, Papa!
Matelio! Your smiling face warms my heart.
But this is totally unnecessary.
I told you guys, I'm fine.
Ooh.
Mm.
Oh. Salud.
Many salud.
What's with the smirk?
It's not a smirk.
It's a smile.
I've got an idea.
About our officiant.
Yes, that's brilliant.
Abuela,
we would love it if you would marry us.
Oh.
I want to let all my Rogeli-fans know that I am fine.
That last post gave us all quite a scare,
but it was also an important reminder
that life is short and precious.
More than a career
or fame, what truly keeps my heart beating
is the people I love.
Which is why I'm signing off
and letting this pilot thing go.
It's in the hands of God.
And the studio executives.
That was beautiful, Rogelio.
Thank you.
I didn't mean a word.
I want American superstardom more than ever.
I know.
But, look, babe,
you have to find a way to de-stress.
It's bad for your health.
And you have to listen to me,
because...
I got into nursing school.
What?
I just got the e-mail.
I'm so happy for you that I actually do feel
- a little calmer. - You're a liar.
Maybe, but I love you,
and I'm so proud of you.
And from one happy couple
to another.
Okay. Officiant, check.
Sayonara, list one.
Only 14 more lists to go.
Mm, that's why I'm marrying you.
Hot checklist pillow talk.
Ooh.
I'm sorry. I'm just excited. I'm...
Everything's finally coming together.
It is, except one thing.
My best man isn't speaking to me.
Because you overstepped.
Whatever happened in the past, it is her hotel now.
Her baby.
You have to let go, too.
Rafael. Hi.
Listen, I was angry and...
No, I get why.
I overstepped. And for this to work,
you have to be the boss.
That's true.
But, also,
look, I've just been on my own for a while,
so it's hard to let someone else in.
But I do want your ideas, and I think
we could really do great things together.
And that's what I want.
Me, too.
But, also, our family's come a long way,
and I don't want to risk that.
Me, either. So...
if things get weird,
I will step away.
Sounds good.
Okay, I'll talk to you in the morning, okay?
Yeah. Bye, Petra.
Bye.
Mother!
What the hell are you doing in my car?!
I heard you got your hotel back.
You need to help your mother.
Oh, please. I'm-I'm not...
Think very carefully before you speak, Petra.
I tell fortunes, and I read yours.
And if you do not help me,
something terrible...
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