Once upon a time, friends,
Jane and Rafael had a baby.
But this isn't a fairy tale; it's a telenovela.
So the baby was kidnapped by the evil Sin Rostro.
I had a dragonfly brooch.
Get it, and I'll give you Mateo.
Luckily, they got Mateo back.
And years later, Jane was writing
a book about what happened.
And she got an agent.
Also winning...
Mine, mine, mine, mine.
That's right, Petra gained full ownership of the Marbella.
And since Rafael was once the owner...
I want to offer you a job...
and a percentage of everything we build together going forward.
And he could really use the distraction,
because his sister was still involved
with Sin Rostro.
But she does have a plan, right?
Rose always has a plan.
Now that everything is in place,
we can move forward. Is everyone ready?
I know. Straight out of a telenovela, right?
Well, imagine this: Jane's father was a telenovela star.
But she didn't know him until she was 23 years old.
I can't believe you've only been in my life for seven years.
Oh, and Rogelio was finally close to his dream:
bringing his telenovela to an American audience.
Even if that meant he wasn't the star.
I'm okay being sidelined just a little.
It's different for you. You've got these
great relationships with your daughters,
whereas mine barely even speaks to me.
I can help you win her back.
Ah, if only it were that easy.
But this is a telenovela.
So let's see what happens next.
As you all know by now,
our Jane grew up on telenovelas.
And, oh, how she loved the romance,
the drama...
The adventure.
But one thing she never loved?
The scary stuff.
You'd better look, or you won't know how it ends.
Honestly, I can't blame her.
It's not my favorite, either.
But we can't hide from the scares forever.
So?
Is he dead?
You killed it.
The romance, the drama, the adventure
in your novel are all great.
But the crime is totally anticlimactic. You got to do better.
She right, by the way. See, even now,
Jane wasn't as interested in the scary stuff.
Anticlimactic because...?
Because the crime story ends midway through
when the villain is sent to prison.
I kept expecting her to come back like...
but she never did.
Because I wanted to end the book on an uplifting note.
Joy, love, all that stuff.
Yeah, I get that, but I don't 100% care.
I care about what the book needs.
If you want this book to sell,
you have got to embrace the crime in a big way.
Build to an explosive climax.
Got it?
Yes. Got it.
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So, uh, an explosive...
- crime climax. - Do you want to brainstorm?
- No, it's... - Oh, yeah. Let's do it.
Don't worry about it. It's what I'm here for. Okay.
Hmm, now, it can be anything, but it has to threaten
everything and has to be unexpected.
Maybe...
the villain comes back.
Or maybe one of her past crimes
comes to light in a... in a new way,
like old tunnels leading to a new hideout.
Eh, I wouldn't exactly
call that an explosive climax.
Or her ex-husband survives the cement.
Got to do better, Lily.
Oh, oh, I've got something good.
What if...
when the villain kidnaps the baby,
she swaps it out for a different one?
Oh. Wow.
Scary, right?
Yeah, Th-that would be... terrifying.
Agreed.
Don't go there, Jane.
Oh, no. She's going there.
Oh, my God.
- Mommy's here. - Mommy?
Can you fix this?
Mm-hmm.
And from one anxious mother
to another.
I had them flown in from your favorite bakery in New York.
I know that you've been homesick, and I
just wanted to give you a little taste of home.
Yeah, cupcakes aren't gonna make up for you
missing my entire childhood.
So...
See?
It's a total failure. I told you.
Have faith, River.
She took a job on your show. There's a reason for that.
Yeah. Money.
I pay her five times what a normal P.A. makes.
Wow. Almost a living wage.
I-I think I just need to accept
we've got a crappy relationship
and move on.
Can you even hear yourself?
You cannot give up. What is the point
of all of this if you cannot share it with your children?
Family is everything. It's all that matters.
It's the network.
Rogelio de la Vega, EP and costar.
Okay, okay. Thank you. You won't regret this.
Bye.
They love the pilot.
They're ordering This Is Mars to series.
We did it. We did it.
We have it all!
Not really. Like you said,
family is everything.
My daughter still hates me.
Oh, it'll work itself out. Here, have a cupcake.
We're going to series.
You're giving birth to a show, and this baby will...
Definitely love you back!
This is my baby.
I need the pop-up to go perfectly.
It will. The event is already sold out.
Tons of press are confirmed to attend.
You've obsessed over every detail,
including how much cologne I'm allowed to wear.
Which we agreed is zero, correct?
I can't have anything interfering with Ludo's food.
Come on. Why are you so nervous?
Because...
Clarissa James is coming.
Ooh.
Is it someone you're seeing?
Come on, spill it. I want to know everything.
Okay, stand down, girlfriend.
No. She's an investor.
Who specializes in hotel franchising.
As in franchising the Marbella?
I had no idea you were even thinking about that.
Not thinking about it. Dreaming about it.
I want a Marbella in every major city.
On every continent.
- Does that sound insane? - Yes.
But if anyone can pull it off...
I know. It's me, right?
I hadn't even put out feelers yet.
Clarissa just got in touch out of the blue.
Oh, I'm so excited, I don't know how I'll sleep tonight.
- Jane. - Hmm?
Are you okay?
Yeah.
My-my mom wants to start
our dance lessons for the wedding.
Dance lessons?
That's what's got you tossing and turning?
Come on, what is it?
M-My agent...
was giving me notes on the crime in my novel,
and... she said something crazy.
And I can't get it out of my head
even though I know it's crazy.
Okay.
Well, what did she say?
That Rose might have swapped Mateo
for another baby when she kidnapped him.
Oh, my God.
- Oh, my God! - Wait a second,
You're supposed to be telling me that I'm crazy.
I-I'm sorry, but it-it's just Rose.
She's capable of anything.
Oh, great. Now I can't sleep.
So you actually think it's possible that Mateo
- was switched at birth? - No.
I-I just mean, it's not...
impossible.
- Oh, my God. - But wait. But wait. Okay.
Let's-let's just think this through
- before we both freak out. - Too late.
- Agreed. - Come on.
Rose has a reason for everything.
Right? So there was no motivation for her
to switch out Mateo.
She was only interested in one thing at the time.
The brooch. Right.
Which she got.
So it doesn't make any sense for her
to give us back a baby that wasn't ours.
That's true. That's a really good point.
And that right there.
Okay? That crinkle.
In your forehead. Mateo has that same
exact crinkle in the same place when he frowns.
- That's true. - And do you remember when we
put my baby pictures side by side next to Mateo's?
You were twins.
- Right? - Right.
So, rationally, there's no way
Mateo isn't our son.
Your agent was just giving you an idea for your book.
It's not real. End of story.
In fact, ask me again.
So, my agent said maybe...
That's crazy.
Okay. I feel better.
I don't, honestly.
Hey, Raf.
And now neither does he.
If you don't leave immediately, I'm calling security.
Oh, no, I am leaving. For good.
I came to say goodbye.
Didn't we just do this?
Well, no, then I was just
going to an ashram for two weeks.
This is a more... permanent goodbye.
So goodbye.
Permanently.
Goodbye.
I heard you're getting married.
I'm so happy for you
and Jane, and I'm really sorry for everything.
I really am.
I love you, Rafael.
Well, maybe that would have meant something
if you weren't involved with a criminal.
- And speaking of crime... -
I can't believe it.
I-I've been a fan of you and your hotel since I started.
The first time I slid into a set
of Marcienne hotel sheets,
I think I wept a little.
Oh. Well, I only invest in the best.
Which is why I am honored you're interested in helping me expand.
Well, actually, it was my guru who suggested
that I take a look at the Marbella.
Uh...
Well, hey, whoever this guru is, she sounds really smart.
I love her already.
Oh, good. Well, she's actually here.
I take her everywhere.
She helps me make all my decisions.
Maggie? Come on in.
Shalom. So very nice to meet you.
Petra, is it?
Let the good times roll.
I'm supposed to meet someone here, uh... Jane Villanueva?
Oh, uh, hi. That's me.
Stop reading and say hello.
Are you my real mommy?
I can't live with this uncertainty.
I looked it up, and it might just be
a temporary skin discoloration from labor,
but it could also be a birthmark,
and Mateo doesn't have a birthmark.
So, you want a DNA test?
No. I don't want one, but we have to get one.
Rose had no motive to swap Mateo.
She's a sociopath, Rafael.
There is no rationalizing her motives.
You know it's possible.
But it's-it's not probable.
And I wish I could live with that.
But I can't.
Okay.
Okay. So we'll-we'll do the test.
Okay.
Ah, friends, we last left our Jane on a fact-finding mission.
Okay, Mr. Sweetface, we just have to swab your cheek really quickly.
Why?
It's just a little test
to make sure you're getting enough vitamins in the morning.
Okay.
That's it?
That's it. Easy.
Don't worry.
It's gonna be fine.
Okay. Well, I'd better get to work.
Help Petra with...
Maggie.
What do you want?
To help you, dear daughter.
I met Clarissa in rehab.
Ugh, it was very boring, so I watch a lot of Netflix.
There was this documentary, Wild Wild Country..
Get to the point.
I become Clarissa's guru.
And then I give her Marbella idea.
You are welcome.
Now I want half of hotel.
I'm not negotiating.
- You should. - Why?
- You don't have a leg to stand on. - Low blow, Petra.
Okay. I just tell Clarissa this hotel has bad juju,
and we will be on our way.
$500 a month for you to leave the country
and never set foot in the United States again.
That is nothing compared to what I am giving you.
$5,000 a month. Final offer.
Well, my final offer is: I want half of hotel.
Without me, you have no Clarissa.
This can't be happening.
We have a meeting with the network in one hour.
Why are you not ready?
Are you sick? Is it terminal?
Do you think you could make it five to seven more years?
I'm just getting an infusion of B12 and C concentrates.
There's nothing wrong with her body.
This is about her soul.
Oh. Is that all?
I realized you were right.
Success means nothing without the love and support
of my daughter.
And that will come. For sure.
But in the meantime, we just got a show picked up.
By a major network.
Love and support that.
I can't. You see,
I had built up this wall over the years,
and I've been able to keep these huge emotions at bay.
But you, Rogelio, you tore down that wall.
And now... I'm just overcome
with this painful,
all-consuming emptiness.
Well, then let's rebuild that wall.
We can do it together brick by brick.
There's no going back.
This River's dam has burst.
Right now, all I can do is get back
into intensive psychotherapy.
And who knows?
Maybe the fact that I'm turning down the chance
for a big successful hit show
and the millions of dollars that come with it
will impress Pond.
What are you talking about?
I'm sorry, Rogelio.
I can't accept the pickup.
Calm down, Rogelio.
Inhala, exhala.
You can fix this.
You just need to talk to Pond.
You can get through to her.
You're the daughter whisperer.
Bye.
If now is not a good time, we can come back.
No. Rogelio's good, and your wedding dance has to be great.
Besides, this is the perfect way to keep me from
stressing about my first day of nursing school.
- Just three days away. - What did I just say?
- Are you trying to kill me? - Sorry. Sorry.
Ah. Oops.
All right, let's dance. You guys watch the video?
- We did. - Yep.
Mateo's ours. Don't worry.
- He is, right? - Yes.
You guys are a little stiff.
I...
Sorry, we're both just stressed about work.
And the results of a certain DNA test.
Come on, Ma. Let's show them how it's done.
Abuela.
Who knew you could move your hips like that.
Oh, Alba's got moves. I read all about Pablo
in Jane's book.
Uh... well, yeah.
I mean... yeah.
But when you read the beginning of my book,
about Venezuela, you were fine with it.
You didn't think my book was going anywhere?
Oh, this is about Jorge?
- You brought him up. - Okay, why doesn't everybody
just take a breath. I'm sure we can find a solution.
What?! But...
I drove you here.
Mom, you're calling me.
Ah, yes, we last left our Jane
trying to rewrite her grandmother's story.
- Look at you two! - I found the perfect partner
to help me finish choreographing your wedding dance.
Show Mommy your twirl.
Bravo, Mr. Sweetface.
Thank you so much for watching him today.
Of course. How's the writing going?
I mean, I'm taking out the central theme,
so not much makes sense in the book anymore, but, you know...
I'm sorry, hon.
Ah, it's okay. I'm just frustrated.
I was already struggling with notes from my agent.
Didn't know I was gonna have to deal
with notes from my abuela, too.
You know what? Send the book to me.
I'll give it to her.
Trust me, she'll feel differently
when she actually reads it.
What are you reading?
What are you doing here?
This is my favorite... coffee shop
slash, uh, computer place
slash eatery.
So hip.
Okay, fine. I tracked you down
because your mom is really hurting.
Don't you think it might be time to forgive her?
No.
Let me paint you a painful little picture.
It's 2004, the year my mother won
her Emmy for that HBO movie, Plath on Plath:
The Sylvia Plath Story.
"As told by the ghost of Sylvia Plath."
Of course. She slayed.
I'm sorry. Please continue.
So, it's the night of the Emmys.
My three best friends are sleeping over
so we can all watch.
I was so excited and proud,
because wow, my mom was just so cool.
And then she wins.
And there's my mom accepting her Emmy on live TV
in front of millions of people.
And then...
You know what?
Let me just show you.
Wow.
Oh! What an honor.
Um, oh, there are so many people to thank.
Everybody at HBO.
Our writers.
The cast. Our amazing crew.
Ah, my dog walkers, Yuri and Marigold.
Bless.
My, uh, my-my acupuncturist,
Dr. Mishka. Genius.
And finally...
I want to thank the most important person in my life.
The person who inspires me every day to be...
the best person I can possibly be...
my agent, Don Sherwood.
I love you, Don.
Oh, God, I can't believe I almost forgot.
Um, sweetheart...
I love you so much.
This is nothing without you.
Carrie, my publicist.
I love you, I love you, love you.
Oof. That was bad on bad.
Worst night of my life,
and nothing she does will ever change that.
Understand?
Of course I understand,
but now my dream show is dying,
and there's no help in sight. I'm doomed.
All right, ready for some dancing?
Jane.
And what did you think?
Abuela, it's fiction.
Ma, you have to understand how hard Jane has worked on this book.
If you make her take out more, the rest will fall apart.
It's okay, Abuela. I understand.
It's your story. You have the right to decide
if it gets told.
I'll rewrite the book. No problem.
A rewrite. Of course.
Oh, sorry. Uh, carry on.
I just realized that a rewrite
could solve all my problems, too.
But you two, keep fighting.
Uh,
we're not fighting.
Everything's okay.
And by "okay," I mean that I have to do a huge rewrite now
and...
Uh, hey, Mr. Sweetface, uh, want to go to your room
and color, yeah? Okay.
The DNA results?
Before she opens it,
I will remind you this is a telenovela,
so the unexpected is to be expected.
Oh...
Oh, I'm so relieved.
I know.
But this is it, right?
Because getting a DNA test for our son is just too much.
You're right. I am gonna separate fact from fiction
and get over this fear.
- Which, for the record, -
she was trying to do.
Also trying hard...
As you can see, our guests feel transported
from the moment they enter the hotel.
They would feel more transported
if the drinks were stronger.
This tastes like virgin smoothie.
Well, people do like alcohol
on holiday.
Noted.
Ah, yes. Let me remind you,
these two have a wild, wild history.
You should get back to work now, Alba.
Now, if you'll follow me up to this platform,
Clarissa, you can actually see
- a view of the ocean from our lobby. - Ooh!
- I can't get up. - A shame.
So here's what I'm thinking.
The pop-up attracts the adults, okay?
All right, things are looking good here.
Not as good here.
What's going on, hon?
Did Jorge call you? Shoot.
I came here for a change of scenery,
and because I wrote most
of my book here, I thought I might get inspired.
Well, let me talk to Abuela again
and see if she'll change her mind.
No, don't. It's her life.
Besides, I can concentrate on this instead of the crime
which is driving me nuts and making me do things
like get a DNA test for Mateo.
What?
I got it in my head that Rose switched babies.
Oh, sweetie.
I know.
She didn't, but she could've, Mom,
because she's so dangerous,
which is why I'm wondering if it's even safe for me
to publish a book about a mass murderer who's still alive.
- Well, you changed details. - Enough?
Rose could be really pissed, and she has
associates outside of prison.
What if she sends someone
to threaten me and my family, or worse?
Hon, you have to get her out of your head.
I know.
I just don't know how.
As you'll recall, Jane was
struggling to separate truth from fiction.
Oh!
Don't worry, Abuela, I'm doing a big rewrite.
I-I'm actually thinking of
changing the character to a grandfather.
Hmm. I'd like to see that.
Why are you crying, Abuelo?
Pa.
What? Did Mom talk to you?
I told her not to.
Then who was it?
Jorge?
Oh, Jane, hi. Is the soccer game too loud?
Oh, oh, no no, nothing like that.
I-I-I just wanted to say thank you
for getting my abuela to change her mind about my novel.
Saved you a ton of work, huh?
Uh, you sure did.
I feel like there might be more you want to say.
Yeah. Sorry.
I was just wondering what exactly you said to her.
I just helped her understand why this was so hard for her.
Because of her friends at church?
More than that.
Being undocumented for so long,
you get used to living with these walls up,
keeping things secret.
And living like that, it changes you
and how you relate to the world.
It makes you more closed off.
So I just reminded her that things are different for us now,
which is something we're still getting used to,
but we're gonna do it together.
Well, I'm really glad my abuela has you in her life.
I'm glad I do, too.
Me, too.
Can I put the game back on?
Yes, of course.
Your game's just about over.
I got Clarissa halfway there without you already.
She wants to invest. I'm gonna close the deal at the pop-up.
I can change her mind before that.
Yes, but you won't.
- Let me out! - Be quiet.
There's some water in there and some crackers.
I need a security guard at the offices.
Is anybody there?
Why is it so dark in here?
Where is everybody?
Hello?
Why are you dressed like that?
Your e-mail said we were doing reshoots today.
We are. Just not for the show.
Today, we are reshooting life.
Yes, friends, the line
between truth and fiction
is getting blurrier by the moment.
I... can't believe it.
I know.
This dress still fits me after all these years.
I actually had to take it in a tiny bit.
Oh, Pond, uh, even though I know I can't go back in time,
I realize how much
I hurt you in the past by not telling you
how important you were to me
when I had the chance,
so I've re-created
that night so I can finally do it right.
Is... is that my bedroom from middle school?
Down to the very last butterfly clip.
Though I'm very sorry to report that your Tamagotchi has died.
I know you had a sleepover with your friends that night,
so I would be so grateful if you would oblige me
and put on your PJs.
This is insane. No, I'm not doing this.
Really? Because, uh,
Jemma and Taylor and Chartreuse
will be so disappointed.
Get me out of here!
Let me out now!
I have to go number two.
I'm under strict orders, ma'am.
Petra said you're a dirty charlatan
and I shouldn't trust a word you say.
That's fair.
Please, I'm dying.
My blood... will be on your hands.
Wow.
I can't believe you're all here.
Yeah, we thought maybe you were dying,
but since your mom offered to put us up at a five-star hotel,
we didn't really ask questions.
So... Tay Tay,
haven't seen you in forever.
Yeah, not since you stole my boyfriend.
Tay Tay was pi-pissed.
Jemma, you still have braces?
The make-up department forced me to put these on
for "maximum authenticity."
They really hurt.
Gracias.
All art is sacred and fleeting,
so when an actress steps into a role,
she's transformed,
however briefly, into...
Anyway, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
And the winner
for Outstanding Lead Actress
in a Limited Series is...
River Fields.
Oh!
Thank you.
You know, I-I don't think that I would've been prepared
for my starring role in Plath on Plath had I not had
a very special person in my life.
My daughter, Pond.
You know, they say that, um, a pond needs a river
to sustain it...
They do?
But I think it's the other way around.
Pond,
y-you fill me up.
You...
you teach me so much every day.
I would be nothing without you.
And while we can't go back in time,
I can now say I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you all those years.
I thought my Emmy win was the highlight of my life,
but reconnecting with you is the real climax.
This is so crazy.
And sweet.
Oh...
Stop her!
Sakra.
So, we meet again.
What are you up to
this time, Magda?
I'm not up to anything.
I'm calling security.
I would not do that if I were you.
I know people.
I don't want something to happen to you again.
Are you threatening me?
It is not a threat.
It is a promise.
I do not get joke.
I got all that on my phone,
so if you don't leave town forever,
you're going back to jail.
Or did you forget that threatening me
is a violation of your parole
and it comes with a mandatory five-year sentence?
But I am not scared of you anymore,
because I am an American now, bitch!
Okay. Okay.
- I'll leave. - And remember,
If I ever see you around here
ever again,
I'll take this recording straight to the police.
Don't delete it, Alba.
OMG.
She finally learned how to work her phone.
Not working as well...
Our Jane.
Thank you, Abuela. I'm trying to crack this crime story.
I even prayed about it.
What?
You confronted Magda?
And just like that, Jane realized
what she needed to do in her novel,
a way for the crime to climax.
A confrontation. That's it.
Yes. I don't need to build up the crime.
I need to build up the heroine.
Mm... mwah!
Wow, looks like somebody had a breakthrough.
A big one, yes.
And I wrote it, and it feels right
for the book,
and now I think I need to do it, too.
Do what, too?
Confront Rose.
I want to go see her.
I think I changed my mind.
Oh, good.
I wasn't sure seeing Rose in person was a good idea anyway.
Oh, thank God. Me, neither.
I meant I changed my mind about the dress.
I think I'd feel more comfortable
confronting Rose in pants.
Oh.
Got it. Good choice.
No. Wh-What do you mean you're not sure it's a great idea?
And why didn't you say anything last night?
I-I... I'm just worried that seeing her in person
might upset you even more.
But I was just trying to be supportive,
and you were so determined.
I am determined, because I can't
keep letting Rose have this power over me.
If I can just see her behind bars and say my piece to her,
I really think I'll be able to move on.
I need to do this.
I just need to do this in pants.
Okay. Okay.
I accept your deal.
5,000 a month.
Oh, Mother, you escaped.
Good for you. But you're too late.
I closed the deal with Clarissa last night.
So your stock is bottoming out.
I'll give you 500 a month
to leave and never come back.
500 a...
Uh, very generous.
I will take it.
I leave town tonight.
Where will you go?
To live with your other twin.
The triplet.
Wait. Truth or fiction?
Don't try to get in my head, Mother.
Get out of here.
What a day.
I don't know what I was nervous about.
Nursing school was great.
I was totally prepared from all the reading I'd done,
and there were a lot of older students like me,
so I didn't feel out of place.
I love seeing you so happy, Xiomara.
I am.
Ah. River!
How is my talented costar slash super-mother?
Ah, I can't thank you enough, Rogelio.
You truly are the daughter whisperer.
Oh, stop.
I just did what any caring, handsome
and extremely brilliant person would do.
Well, thanks to you, Pond and I have really turned things around.
I'm so happy for you.
Does this mean that the show is back on?
It absolutely is.
Oh, thank God.
But we're moving it to New York.
Wait, what?
Pond really wants to move back home, and like you said,
I have to put family first.
And luckily,
my contract says I can move the show wherever I want,
and I want this.
For my family.
But, uh, what about my family?
I-I know it's going to be a tough decision for you.
I'd hate to recast.
I'm so nervous.
I know.
But you can do this. And...
if you change your mind, that's okay, too.
We can turn around, separate life from art.
I can't.
It's hard, for the record,
to keep them from colliding.
Whoa.
What the hell?
Which brings us to our climax.
Guard, uh, there's something in here I think you should see.
And what is all too real, relatively.
I think you should probably call this in.
I seem to be losing a lot of blood.
Hurry up and grab your bag.
Now?
Okay. Now, run.
Police! Stop!
Freeze!
Get her!
Stop! Stop them!
I'm here to see Rose.
Dennis, what are you doing here?
What's going on?
I'm afraid you can't see her.
What? Why?
Rose escaped.
Luisa.
Finally.
- Rose escaped? - But we knew
She was gonna try because of Luisa.
Of course
she was involved.
No, it's not what you think.
We're gonna spend the rest of our lives together, baby,
somewhere where no one can ever find us.
- You're under arrest. - Luisa's actually
Been working with us for months.
Luisa betrayed me?
I had no idea. I swear.
- Police! - Because of your sister,
We were able to uncover Rose's escape plan,
cut off her supply of funds
and send in the team to capture her.
She couldn't tell you the truth for your own safety.
So you guys caught her, and she'll be back in prison.
Unfortunately, things didn't
go as planned.
Sorry.
And she escaped again.
I know.
Talk about scary stuff.
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