Wow. Did your plane get bigger since the last time I was on it?
I don't think so.
Maybe you got smaller. Come on.
Morning. -Morning.
Oh, God.
Thank you, Joe.
So, I've got a great trip planned for us, Hugo.
Don Pablo's memorial is tomorrow,
but today, after we land in Acapulco,
I'm gonna show you some of the most special places in the city to me. Look.
We're gonna-- Joe.
Why is this place on here?
Oh, yeah. In case you wanted to stop by.
I thought I told you I did not want to stop by.
You did.
But you might change your mind.
I am not going to change my mind.
Is that clear? -What are you two talking about?
Somewhere Joe wants us to go that we are for sure not going to go to.
But we might.
Are you going to tell me where?
I'm gonna do something better than that.
I'm gonna change the subject so that you can forget all about this conversation.
Now it's time for another chapter of my triumphant,
heartwarming, wonderfully inclusive, mostly true, rags-to-riches life story.
Okay. Here we go.
It was the first day of 1985, a time of new beginnings.
But, unfortunately, I couldn't get the last night of 1984 out of my brain.
Julia and Chad's engagement.
My fight with Don Pablo.
Héctor and Diane.
The bracelet I bought for Julia that had suddenly lost all its meaning.
Still, I was determined to put the night before behind me.
Come on, Máximo. Stay positive. New year. New you...
At the same time,
my mother was also trying to make sense of what happened on New Year's Eve.
My love.
So, remember your Uncle Ramón
whom we suspected was maybe not just a
"fun, single bachelor" his whole life?
I'm starting to wonder if our daughter...
is an Uncle Ramón.
I think I saw Sara and Roberta
doing something that might have been a bit... Ramón like?
Good morning, Mama. -Good morning!
I'm not overreacting! You're underreacting!
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year, my love.
Wow, why do you look so different?
Oh, I know. Your bandages are off! How are your eyes? Can you see?
I can see everything.
Why is your hair like that?
You don't have to tuck in your shirt at work?
You look tired...
I think I liked you better the other way.
I'll see you tonight. Have a great day!
You too, my angel.
I'll try!
I'm serious.
I really think Lupe is going to fire me today.
For making out with her niece?
Half for making out with her niece. Half for giving her the middle finger.
Man, I loved this place. And the people.
And this shrub.
I really loved this shrub right here.
Goodbye shrub. We had a good run.
Don't worry, Memo. Héctor got promoted to head pool boy last night,
which means there's an opening at the pool, which means
I'm getting you that job today!
It's always been our dream to work at the pool together.
You really think you can convince Héctor?
Of course! How hard can that be?
Goodbye curb, goodbye palm tree,
goodbye mean security guard who never remembers my name...
Happy New Year!
I want to hear everyone saying that to our guests today.
Please also remember all the guests are hungover from last night.
So, Augusto, Adriana, no Mötley Crüe.
Lastly, at 6:00 p.m. today, our New Year's Day ritual,
releasing baby turtles into the ocean.
Yes. I love this tradition.
Seeing Julia again, knowing that she was now engaged...
Well, it sucked, Hugo.
Now, everyone, get to work.
Still, I was not going to let my hurt feelings for Julia
get in the way of the very first day of 1985.
Which is why I decided to avoid her altogether.
Hey, you. I just realized... -Hey.
...we never got to finish our whole "are we engaged or not?" convo last night.
What do you think? Should we make a pros and cons list?
I really do wanna keep talking, but I have to go help at the front desk.
Can we talk later?
Absolutely, yeah. See? First pro. I am very understanding.
Okay. Bye.
All right, yeah.
Héctor!
Héctor?
Héctor! -English, please.
Hector! -Very good, Máximo.
Welcome to my new office. Would you like a tour?
Wait, are you-- -Right here is my desk,
over there is the coffee station,
and over here is where this boss-level magic happens.
Not bad for a humble Spaniard, no?
Oh, it's incredible.
And congratulations on becoming head pool boy.
You clearly deserved it more than... anyone else.
Thank you.
Also, it helped that I am screwing the boss.
Here, please, sit anywhere you like, eh?
Please.
So, I know in the past you and I were, maybe, not so nice to each other.
But you won!
And I think we should start over.
So now, as my new boss/friend,
what do you think about hiring Memo for your old job?
Does this mean a lot to you?
Yes. It means everything. It's what we've wanted our entire lives.
Wrong answer.
Listen, Máximo, I would love to help you,
but it is very, very, very, very hard for me to focus right now.
See this chair?
It is not rolling very well, as you can see.
Do you know why?
Because...
it doesn't have wheels?
That's right. And who's heard of a boss's chair that doesn't have any wheels on it?
I can't think about anything else until this gets fixed.
So, you want me to get you a rolly chair?
Oh, my God, what a great idea, Máximo.
Actually, bring me a couple options. I like choices.
You can find your own way out.
Hello? Where is everybody?
Lupe?
Lupe!
Hello, Memo.
Ah! Where... is everyone?
All the other employees are out sick today.
Well, in that case, I guess you couldn't fire me
even if you wanted to, huh?
Oh, I'm not allowed to fire someone for personal reasons.
I checked.
But if you fail at doing your job properly--
that's a whole other story.
Oh, by the way,
all the laundry machines are broken.
Hey, but I see...
You need to hand wash all the sheets
and all the towels
for the entire resort by the end of the day.
...And if I don't?
Then you lose the job.
And the girl.
Why would I lose Lorena, too?!
My niece only likes working men.
Welcome back to...
Espectacular!
All the news you never knew you needed to know.
I'm your host, Fabián Solares,
"The Gossip Swan."
And while your daughter's favorite band Menudo may seem innocent,
what they did over the holidays just might surprise you...
(on tv) "Last week..."
"...the group went to the beach for a well deserved break--"
Those boys are very cute.
Aren't they, Sara?
Tell me-- which is your favorite? Robby Rosa? Charlie Masso?
Give him a few years and I think you and Ricky Martin would be quite the couple!
Personally, I'm a Johnny guy.
He may not be the handsomest but he's holding the group together.
Can we talk about something else?
Anything else?
You're spending too much time with Máximo's girlfriend!
What...
does that mean?
It means you're together every second.
She's a bad influence!
Isn't there a nice boy you want to hang out with instead?
Honestly, you're the only mom I know
who wants her daughter to spend more time with boys!
And I agree. Johnny all the way.
See? It's clearly Johnny...
Diane? Good morning.
It is. It's an excellent morning.
Is something wrong?
I was out with the investors until 5:00 a.m.
We drank each other under the table.
I think. All I know is I woke up under a table.
But, damn it, it was worth it because they're giving us the money.
The resort is saved!
Not so loud, Diane.
That's wonderful news.
I also had a big night last night.
My son Víctor visited me with my grandson.
I'm sorry. I have to close my eyes. I'm not sleeping.
Just when everything's rocking this much, I like to pretend I'm on a yacht. Go on.
Eighteen years. That's how much time I lost with my son. But in a way--
What is that noise and how can we murder it?
Máximo.
What are you doing?! -I need a chair.
Or... two?
Take them from the supply closet!
And come find me later.
I need to talk to you about last night.
Don Pablo was clearly still mad at me
for the way I had talked to him the night before.
I wasn't going to be able to avoid him forever.
Julia, on the other hand...
Máximo.
Nope. I couldn't avoid her either.
Oh, Julia, hi.
Okay, that's the second time I see you hiding from me today.
What? Me? No. That's not what I was doing.
Hey, I--
Look, I get it. Must have been really weird to see that whole proposal.
To be honest, it was weird to get that proposal.
Really? I thought it was lovely.
Very...
Chad.
Well, I just wanna make sure you're okay, we're okay.
I don't know. I just didn't like the way things ended between us last night.
I'm fine. We're fine. Don't worry about me or us or you or them.
Gotta go.
Excuse me.
If you need something to write with, or lots of things to write with,
I can send more pens to your room.
I'm not staying here. I'm stealing these.
Oh, I see.
Security! -Hey, wait! Hold on.
We haven't even met yet. I'm Isabel.
Máximo. Nice to meet you. Security!
Security? -I'll explain.
You know the "authentic local pozole" on your lunch menu?
That's from the "authentic local restaurant" I work at. I do the delivery,
I've just been away the last few months.
And in return for the pozole, the hotel pays you... in pens?
I hate these hotels. They rob tourists blind, they leech off us locals...
but the restaurant has to do business with them to survive.
So, each time I drop off the pozole, I take a little something back.
Nothing big. It's just my tiny act of defiance.
Ahh, got it. Then I guess I won't be needing the handcuffs...
Too bad. What was your name again?
Máximo. I'd write it down for you, but we're out of pens.
Let's go with this one. -Great choice.
So is Memo hired?
Who? -Memo.
I want to help you. I really do.
But I couldn't hire a candidate without...
...conducting an interview first.
I'll go get him...
Sorry, amigo, I don't make the rules. Wait.
Yes, I do.
Join us for the turtle release at 6:00 p.m. It's very special.
Baby turtles. -Isabel!
You're back!
How was your trip around South America with Miguel?
It was amazing...
...once I got rid of Miguel.
He turned out to be a jerk,
so one morning in Lima
I snuck out of our hotel with all of my stuff.
And also all of his stuff.
What? I left him an extra pair of socks.
I'm not a monster.
Well, I'm sorry it didn't work out.
Don't be. I'm thrilled to be back! I missed my family. I missed Acapulco.
I missed you.
I never want to leave again.
Now,
tell me about your engagement!
You already heard about that?
I think half of Mexico already heard! So, c'mon already! Show me the ring!
It's pretty.
What's wrong?
I know I should be happy about... all of it. It's just -
Things with us have been a little... up-and-down lately...
And then Chad went and did this super
embarrassing proposal in front of a bunch of strangers, and...
I'm just not sure if I'm ready.
Does that make sense?
For you it does. You always overthink things.
Do you want to marry him or not?
I don't know! What if I make the wrong decision?
Then great-- you'll know what the right decision was!
Sometimes you have to make bad decisions in order to find your way.
Like if I hadn't decided to go on that trip with Miguel,
I wouldn't have realized that I'd rather be eaten alive by a bear
than continue to be his girlfriend.
I feel like no matter what I do, someone will be disappointed.
Then stop worrying about other people.
Just make a choice and go for it.
I have to go okay?
Love you.
Roberta-- we have a problem!
Enjoy your tortillas!
I think my mom is onto us!
What are you talking about?! I'm dating your brother.
Well, "fake" dating.
Oh, no. Does she know I'm fake-dating your brother?!
I don't know what she knows!
Maybe she saw us cuddling last night or something.
Why'd she have to go and get her stupid eyes fixed?!
Tell me, Miss. Would you like a kilo of tortillas? Half kilo?
What are we going to do?! This could be really bad-- for both of us!
If my dad found out he'd kill me!
Which is why you can't come to my house anymore unless Máximo is there.
We'll just have to find other ways to see each other, like around here.
And I'll take a kilo of tortillas, please.
Here you go.
Thank you so much, person I don't know.
Memo!
Okay, it took a little more work than I thought,
but I got you an interview with Héctor.
But we have to go before he changes his mind!
That's great!
But if I don't finish all the laundry,
Lupe's going to fire me. I have to stay here.
The good news is...
I'm almost finished!
Sorry...
I hadn't noticed this pile in the corner.
This should be everything.
Although, I haven't looked in the other corners yet...
Let's go.
So, yeah, this is my kingdom, ladies.
You can now call me Héctor, the executive pool director.
Excuse me. Some urgent pool business.
Thank you so much for meeting with me, Héctor.
I just wanted to say-- -Name?
I'm Memo Reyes,
but you already-- -Work history.
Is that really necessary?
Are you asking the questions or am I? -You are.
Now, pay attention. -Okay.
You're taking orders from two different chaise lounges at the same time,
but a tray of food for three other chaises is waiting for pickup at the bar.
What is the minimum amount of time you must allow yourself
to finish taking the first order before delivering the second order
so that Mr. Randall's gazpacho doesn't get cold?
That's a trick question. Gazpacho is already cold.
Impressive.
Now, without looking back,
tell me every single thing you think requires our attention behind us. Go.
Easy. Three chaises are missing towels,
two have drinks that should be refilled immediately,
and the woman in the gray bikini was giving you the eye.
So I think you might have a shot with her.
That last one was too easy. Of course I have a shot with her.
Still...
Not bad, eh?
But I am going to have to meet with some other candidates
before I make my final decision.
Good luck, papi.
You're getting fired.
And I'm gonna be working for him for the rest of my life.
Goodbye, Jacuzzi. Goodbye, perfect view.
Goodbye, overdramatic but always compelling pool singers.
Hi. -So, is now a bad time?
'Cause I could come back-- -No, no. It's fine.
I was trying to get a head start
on the dresses your mom ordered for the gift shop.
Great. So, I've been doing a lot of thinking,
and I just wanted to say I'm really sorry about last night.
Okay, I got caught up trying to do something big to impress you
and make it feel special, and-- It was stupid.
You thought you were stupid?
Real stupid.
And I never should have put you on the spot like that.
We've got a good thing going.
And nothing says we have to be engaged right now.
You can take as much time as you need.
Me and my fragile ego are totally fine with that.
Guess I'm pretty lucky to have found you, huh?
That's what I'm always saying,
about you, not about me.
But we are-- We're totally awesome.
We are.
Just two awesome people...
who have a wedding to plan.
Wait, does that mean...
You're sure? -Why not? Let's just go for it.
I'm so excited. I'm gonna go tell my mom.
Okay.
Hi, Mom! I bought tortillas.
I can help you make enfrijoladas for dinner tonight!
And I can go to the market for you tomorrow.
Or the pharmacy. Or the butcher.
Whatever you need...
...I want to help more.
Oh, yeah. We're in real trouble.
Gentlemen, we are beginning our descent into Acapulco.
Oh, wow. That was fast.
Private's the only way to fly.
Am I right, Joe? -You sure are, boss.
I don't know why everyone doesn't have their own private plane.
It was time to release the baby turtles into the ocean,
and, as luck would have it,
everyone I was trying to avoid was there,
all in one place.
Everyone, please. Everyone, gather 'round, please.
Everyone, come closer.
That's right, come up here. Gather 'round.
Welcome to one of my favorite traditions at Las Colinas.
The annual releasing of the baby turtles.
Beto, would you like to explain how this all works?
So, turtles lay their eggs in the sand.
I know how you feel.
We bury them on the beach. Baby turtles hatch.
And they keep them in my storeroom. And I don't want them there.
My hands smell like turtles. Every drink I make smells like turtles.
I hate this tradition.
And now, on this glorious New Year's Day,
we all get to release them into the ocean to start their wondrous new lives.
Just like how I felt after I signed my first divorce papers.
So, without further ado,
everyone, release your turtles.
Thank you, Beto.
At that moment,
I couldn't help but feel like I was that baby turtle, Hugo.
Alone, struggling, avoiding all that came in my path.
Hold on. Are you really comparing yourself to a baby turtle?
Why not?
I'm freaking adorable.
So just roll with it.
Because at that moment, something miraculous was about to happen.
Out of nowhere, my turtle suddenly came alive.
He wasn't going to let this beach, this place, this moment in time beat him.
Instead, he dove into the water headfirst.
And I knew then that the time had come for me to stop avoiding things too.
Enough messing with me, Héctor.
What's it going to take for Memo to get this job?
Half your tips?
Deal!
Why would you agree to that? You needed that money.
It turns out I needed the win more.
But don't worry, I wasn't done yet.
Julia.
I admit it. I was avoiding you earlier.
It was a little weird seeing you get engaged last night,
but I totally support it.
And I'm very happy for you and Chad.
Okay. But are you sure you're not upset?
Even after everything that--
Please, that was 1984 us.
But 1985 us,
I think 1985 us are gonna be very good friends.
There he is! My "hermigo."
Happy New Year, buddy. -Happy New Year to you, Chad.
And congratulations, you two.
What a great couple.
None of that was easy to say.
But at that moment, it felt like the right thing to say.
We did it, Hugo. We're here.
Welcome to Acapulco.
We did it, Memo. We're here. Welcome to our future.
I can't believe it. We're actually realizing our dream of working together.
So, tell me, what did Héctor say?
He just... recognizes talent when he sees it.
It is pretty undeniable.
Even though my day had turned a corner,
there was still one more issue from 1984 I needed to face.
My fight with Don Pablo.
I'll be right back.
Memo Reyes, pool boy.
Don Pablo.
Máximo.
I'm very sorry for the way I talked to you last night. It was not appropriate.
Forget about last night. Because of you and your mother,
my son and grandson are back in my life!
I can never thank you enough.
I know you're upset you didn't get that promotion. Head pool boy--
- that was a nice dream to have.
I guess not all my dreams can come true.
Or maybe... you just need to dream bigger.
Look...
If you really want to advance at the resort,
you have to get closer to the center of power.
And, like it or not,
that's Diane.
Do I have to get close to Diane the way Héctor got close to Diane?
No, Héctor found a shortcut.
Trust me, it won't last.
No, I want to make you indispensable to Diane.
If right now I'm her right hand
by the summer, you're going to be her left hand.
And how are we going to do this?
Is that a magical key? Does it lead to another world?
Yes. A secret world also known as...
the service pantry.
Every morning, Diane expects a hot coffee
and a newspaper to be waiting outside her office.
Starting tomorrow, that's your job.
That's phase one.
After that, anything's possible.
How does that sound?
Like 1985 is off to a very good start.
Of course! That's what a bartender is for right?
To pick up trash?
Who told me to go around wanting to serve drinks anyways...