AN ORIGINAL NETFLIX SERIES
PARTY OF THE YEAR SILVIA ESPINOZA DE LOS MONTERO
No way. This isn't possible.
This isn't possible! Not on my cover!
-It was my cover! -What are you doing, ma'am?
Give me that.
Calm down, ma'am!
Getting that cover was so hard! Give me that!
Give it to me.
-Calm down, ma'am. -Give it to me.
-Calm down, ma'am. -Go away! That was my cover!
Calm down, ma'am.
-You need to come with me, lady. -No! That was my cover!
Blessed Virgin! We bypassed the meter but the electric bill is still high.
We don't need this.
-Hi, honey. -Hi.
-Guess what? -No! Turn it off.
-Please. -Wait.
You're on the cover of the magazine.
You look great, honey. Like a real celebrity.
-Genaro, you've got to be kidding. -What now?
You spent this on a magazine?
You think I'd pay all that for just one?
I got a lot of them.
Two for your mom, one for each kid, one for Tomás,
and two for our ex-neighbors, so they'll see how rich we are.
I did a one-week cleanse for this?
I did the keto diet, intermittent fasting. I even had a colonic, the works.
So much for my Young Entrepreneur new startup interview.
What about me?
You aren't in a photo with all these blemishes. Look.
I look just awful!
The bastards didn't Photoshop me or anything.
You really look like ass, Mom.
Do I?
I blame that…
Leonor.
Listen up, family.
From now on, we lift the toilet seat manually.
And use one light at a time.
-All this for upkeep? -Yes.
Who do we upkeep?
Our rich neighbors?
That's the price of being rich. Even power costs more.
I can't watch Sebastián Ruli on the big TV?
Why watch him, Mom? You have me.
You're very handsome, my child. But he's blond.
With those lovely eyes.
Give me a break, Grandma.
Tomás is your son, Grandma.
All this just for power.
This times six is a fortune. We need to do something.
Why don't we move if we can't afford it?
The raffle rules are very clear, honey.
We need to live here for at least six months.
Seriously, we all need to chip in order to keep house.
As a registered driver, I can do two Uber shifts.
I can sell my followers.
Although, nobody will want them. They're just five losers.
Let's sell some of this fancy furniture.
It looks expensive. We'd get a bundle for them.
To whom, Tomás? They're way too big for our friends.
We'll all chip in. Every little bit counts.
COLLECTIBLES FOR SALE
-Hi. -How did it go, honey?
Honey, I know I said every little bit counts
but how many will you need to sell to pay our bills?
At 200 pesos each, and I have a lot of them.
Even all 11 players on the Mexican 1994 World Cup team.
That's 11 plus the 1998 team, that makes 21.
Minus one. I'm not selling Brody. I'll hide him here.8
What are you up to, Cata? Stealing from Mrs. Silvia?
Don't be so nosy.
She spends a fortune on creams.
Skin bleach?
Baby, I have an idea.
Good morning, neighbor.
Forget about using my fame to move up the social ladder.
That's the last photo of us together.
Speaking of which, you'll hate this one even more.
It's a work of art.
Right?
I found him while taking out the trash at Jani's party. What a beauty.
You should've put him in the dumpster too.
What do you want?
Invite the neighbors to my place to sample my cosmetics.
I don't think you carry our brands.
No, I've got others that are much better.
Forget it, and remember, I have a video too,
of you stealing my raffle ticket, so that's my house.
Your lover Rober…
-Rober, right? -Keep it down.
He's willing to tell your husband how much he loves you.
The kid's really smitten.
If you won't help me with the neighbors, I'll buzz him in myself.
Are we helping her or not?
She's always plastered.
I say we ditch her.
Remember how mean Crista's mom is.
She had a fit when we sunbathed topless in her yard.
-What if she gets run over? -Just move her a little.
No, that'll take forever. The guy I like is waiting for me.
Move! The streets are for everyone!
Don't use that tone with me, bitch. You have no idea who I am.
You're a rude brat and I can kick your ass any day.
Are you leaving her like that?
Where's your sense of sisterhood?
-Crista. -She means the "Me Too" thing.
Give me a break. Go away.
I said scram!
Who says, "scram"?
Crista. Are you okay? Hold on.
Help me. Please get up.
-Nice! -Screw you!
How can you ask me to do that? You didn't even knock.
You're invading my privacy.
Give me a break. You shared a cell with 20 criminals.
Yes, but I'm not going back for robbing some rich lady's phone.
I've done enough time because of you.
I never asked you to steal a car.
How was I to take Mom to the ER?
-You took off with the cab. -Okay. I need that phone.
If you sell some furniture, you can buy several phones.
-No. I need that one. -What for?
To join the neighbors' chat,
and sell them my creams because Corn Hair won't help me.
Leonor might be new money, but she's super nice.
She's on the Caras cover thanks to her famous relatives.
That's a big deal, honey. You think she knows Yali Aparicio?
Who knows? She just might.
Imagine if Yali shows up during the showing?
I'd die. I'm a huge fan.
Wow, me too! I'd drop dead.
I need to tell you something very alarming.
A WhatsApp group texted me about a gang of criminals
that rent houses in upscale neighborhoods,
and rob people in Obrador masks.
-I'll forward it to you. -Yes, please.
Okay.
Listen, guys.
I need you to take the López men out of their house during the showing.
Watch a soccer game or whatever with them.
-Why? -The ladies don't feel safe around them.
Me neither. Yola asked me to accompany her.
Why us? What if they rob us?
Call security. What's the problem?
Champions and América aren't playing, only subchamps Cruz Azul.
Whatever it takes to get rid of them, please.
Pooky, let's do our hair.
Yes. You need some grooming.
Who's your mommy?
Help, I'm being kidnapped!
Calm down. Your backstabbing friends ditched you.
What if an organ trafficker nabbed your kidneys in a hotel?
Women need to protect each other from the repressive patriarchal system.
Get out of my car. That's gross.
Get out now!
-Don't leave me here with these creeps. -Creeps? There's nobody here.
That guy's checking us out.
Come on, Crista. He's your security guard.
Sisterhood!
No way!
We're in my house!
Yes.
Be quiet! If Mom sees me like this…
I'm dead!
You know how many calories a rum and Coke has?
Too many for an anorexic kid?
Bulemic. It's very different.
Come here. Seriously.
Thanks, dude.
Although I won't remember tomorrow, being grateful is very important.
Even with poor people, dude. You know what?
It's yours.
-Please! -I want you to see that I'm nice.
No, you're drunk.
I'll take offense if you say no.
It's no big deal. I'll get one tomorrow.
Thanks.
Hey!
Okay.
-What did you eat today? -Nothing.
Sure thing, neighbor.
We made it, guys! Guess who invited us to watch the game.
-Gaby, from the ice-cream shop. -Sadly no.
-She's so hot. -Charito, from HR?
Ernesto, our rich neighbor.
-The neighbor? -How come?
I guess he saw my miniatures stand,
saw my potential and wants to be my partner.
-So why did he invite us? -Exactly.
That's their deceptive tactic.
At first they show no interest,
so you let your guard down and take a lower percentage.
I can finally give my Leo the kind of life she deserves.
Man! I think my Cruz Azul shirt has holes in it.
So wear another one.
Never!
Blue forever, Pablito.
This is the Lopezes new mansion. I'll show you…
Help!
Uncle!
You're fine, Pablito. That's the shallow end.
Why do you go near the pool if you can't swim?
To get more followers and help Mom with the bills.
Guess how much an influencer makes.
Not much if you drown.
If my death goes viral,
we'd make even more.
-Oh, Pablito! -Who's died with a donkey in the yard?
Come on. The donkey's a total moocher?
It's adopted.
What I mean is, there are quicker and easier ways to make money.
Without doing time?
Come on, nephew, your mom asked me to help her,
by serving cocktails to her guests at the showing.
Right, and we charge them.
No! You're hopeless, Pablito! Obviously not.
They're on the house. But there's something else we can sell.
Ever heard of gold digging?
This is your chance to prove yourself, Rober.
Do as I say, and I'll rehire you as Crista's driving coach.
Nonsense, you fired me because you're turned on when you see me.
No, I fired you because of the Uber thing the other day.
It turns out the Uber driver is my neighbor,
and she has a video of you kissing me, which I need to delete no matter what.
-So you want to see me. -No.
But if you want to see me, don't sneak in again,
let alone tell that cab driver you need to see my husband.
Sorry, my love for you makes me do weird stuff!
What do I do, my Lady of the Four Decades?
First, your English sucks, so quit the act.
Have you got an Obrador mask?
Sure, I even voted for him.
Gross, Rober!
Gross, Pooky.
Cata!
Let it dry completely for your armpits to absorb it better.
The mother of pearl Axinacar extract makes your armpits pearly white.
When applied frequently, you'll get results in two to three weeks.
Is it supposed to burn?
Yes, that burning sensation means your armpits were very tarnished,
and the product is starting to work.
That's not true.
Why can't we give the guests these chorizo buns?
Yes we can, but in bite-size pieces.
These ladies think smaller is nice.
So, we chop them up and that's it.
We also need a fancier name like,
"pork belly morsels on a bed of guajillo pepper, organic."
Remember, rich women are lonely and fat, so make them feel skinny and goal!
Right. Victory is ours, kid. Like I taught you, no fear of success.
How's my Siete Machos cologne?
-It's all gone. -Shut up!
More sparkles mean brighter color.
Hi, baby. How are you? I fixed your favorite drink, calorie free.
I didn't ask for anything.
I know exactly what you need. You don't have to ask.
Please.
Shoo! Please. Go away.
Shoo!
Pablito, as you probably noticed,
rich women suffer from the common disease of frigidity.
And WhatsApp chain letters. Cheers.
A great play!
I played golf with Dr. García.
Once, I saved him from getting beat up by bouncers.
Wow!
Telenovelas magazine says he's called doctor
because of his PhD in divorces.
Of course they leave him. He beats up all his wives.
Damn misogynist.
What do you know about soccer?
I know your team, América, is having a crisis,
because they don't follow the 4-3-3 system.
Coach Herrera is a great motivator, but he lacks strategy.
Switching Aquino in the World Cup proves it.
That's why Holland beat us.
Okay, why don't you get us some beer from the kitchen?
There he goes! Go for it!
-One day… -Damn!
I saved Brody's life, Jorge Campos, in a bus mugging.
Two guys said, "You know the drill."
And I said, "What drill, guys? No way!"
I grabbed one by surprise, and he went, "What the hell!"
Then I grabbed the other's balls and he took off like a run-over dog.
The real Brody?
Yes, he even gave me an autographed team shirt.
"From your Brody to my Brody. Thank you. I'm here thanks to you."
You're kidding.
-Seriously? -Yes.
-How much do you want? -It's not for sale.
-Ten thousand pesos. Done deal. -His signature is crystal clear.
Twenty thousand, that's it.
-He wore it at the 1994 World Cup. -Thirty!
-Let's get it at my place. -It doesn't stink, right?
No!
What is it? Are you okay?
No. It's awful!
What happened?
Are you pregnant?
No, they stole my iPhone while I was drunk!
Big deal. They stole three from me.
It's not a competition, idiot. Dad said he won't get me another one.
Ever heard of Find My iPhone? We'll find it, relax.
Yes. I know.
The express bleach clears up your armpits beautifully.
They'll look as pretty as that necklace.
Any more questions?
I have one.
-Do you know Yalitza? -Who?
Yali Aparicio.
I'm dying to know how she saved the kids in the sea.
-We've never met. -This is a holdup! Hands up!
It's the Obrador gang!
Careful, honey.
Hands up!
Okay, put them down.
Never mind. I want your jewelry and your purses.
I called it off. Didn't you get my text?
-How did you save Brody again? -Just like you saved Dr. García.
Put all your jewelry here.
All of it! The necklaces too!
It's a fake gun! Get him!
-Call security! -Get him!
Somebody call security!
Get him, Tomás!
He saw us and took off.
Relax. We're here now.
I'm so scared.
Stop doing that. I know what to serve the guests.
Wheat crust with dough filling in a wood fired oven.
It's great for frights. Come.
-No freaking way. -What?
It's at the neighbor's.
Shut up.
We have to get it!
As I was saying, Pablito,
we chased the creep, but he jumped off the cliff,
so we couldn't do anything.
-Didn't you jump? -No.
Listen up, please. Thanks.
I want to ask for an applause for Tomás.
You fooled us with your waiter costume, but you're a superhero.
Let's hear it for him, please.
Good job.
-Thank you. -I love you.
Thank you.
Pablito, moral of the story. This is very important.
Always take your shirt off to beat someone up.
If you're not filthy. That's the moral of the story.
She kidnapped me!
Said she'd take my kidneys in a hotel bathtub.
-What? -Even worse, she stole my phone.
That's like cutting her arm off.
That's a lie. She gave it to me.
Who gives away their phone with all their selfies and contacts?
-Unless you're plastered. -What?
Yes, she gave it to me,
for rescuing her drunk self when her friends ditched her.
-Seriously, Crista? -What?
-Of course not, I mean… you're a thief! -Crista, you puked on yourself.
Okay.
I can't stand seeing two ladies fighting like this.
Aren't women supposed to be united like sisters?
Tere, you shouldn't have covered up for this spoiled brat.
-And you, Cristal. -Crista.
-Right. -Crista.
You should've kept quiet, stolen it back, and that's that.
Honey, give the girl back her phone.
Thanks.
She stole it? Really?
I don't know. Maybe I gave it to her.
No way. We're out of here. Out of this den of thieves.
-Did you steal her phone? -You promised to knock.
Next time. Give me the phone.
Relax, I put you in the chat group, but I had to give it back.
No!
You know I'm no vulgar thief. I only steal hearts.
That's so corny.
Check out this beauty.
Yolis gave it to me to thank me.
My kid brother!
You always attract married women.
I know.
Thanks for stopping that thief. That was cool.
It was nothing.
I suffered a lot too when you were in the slammer.
It must've been rough, right?
I could've taken Mom to the doctor in a cab.
But I wanted to feel the thrill of driving a Ferrari.
At top speed.
My cute, dumb brother.
-What? -Hold on.
What?
I told you you're in the neighbors chat.
-Very funny. You look like a tourist. -Yes. Look.
Check this out.
My uncle's shirtless video went viral.
There's even a gif from "Yummy Yola." And I have a lot more followers.
Fifteen?
I only had five.
My uncle's a genius.
It's because he's a hero, not because he's shirtless.
Who ever heard of a fat superhero?
Never. Plus, people love muscles.
This is for your hangover.
Thanks.
Cris.
If you think I don't care about what you do with your life
and your calories, I do care, I swear I do.
But drinking until you black out is wrong.
It's dangerous.
What if they post a video of you online?
What then?
It's kinda hard for me to admit it, but we were lucky that…
that woman
rescued you.
Luckily, she wanted your phone and not your kidneys.
Where would I find a nice girl's kidneys to replace them?
Nowhere.
Nowhere, honey.
No.
Thanks, Mom.
You're the best mom ever.
No more driving lessons.
-Why? -I told Rober. Because I say so.
You're kidding.
You're the worst mom ever!
You did the right thing, honey.
But no matter what you do, we'll always be judged,
just for being who we are.
-You mean poor? -And dark-skinned, honey.
So why did we move here?
Because I won this house.
We all have the right to want the best for our families.
But I'm not sure it's what's best for you guys.
I know I want much more for you guys than expensive phones.
I want you guys to be happy.
I want you to reach for the moon.
Or, you could be our first female president.
Wouldn't that be great?
That's how you start, honey. Dreaming big.
You can be anything you want. Don't you forget it.
You were my hero today. Like a female Kaliman.
Kaliwoman.
Two, four, five.
Oh, my!
-What's this? -For the platinum saleslady.
-I kept it in case I had to apologize. -For what?
-Look, Leo, frankly… -This is so sweet.
I sold none of my miniatures, so I can't help pay our bills.
I'm the worst dad ever.
Listen to me, Genaro.
Don't talk like that, my love.
You taught Tere a great lesson.
Covering up the kid's binge is good advice?
No, not that, you told her
women need to look after each other like sisters.
That was so sweet of you.
That's why this little kitty
is crazy in love with her snoring tomcat.
Okay.
But the lion needs to wait.
Stop tickling me. I need to balance the accounts.
IMAGE RECEIVED
Gosh! A WhatsApp text.
I got one the other day.
The text said that texts
interfere with the sex life of couples.
-What? -Honey!
-What? -I know who organized the robbery.
-Who? -Look.
No way! Tomás? How did he do that?
How could it be Tomás? Look again.
It's Rober, the corn-haired woman's lover.
That bitch!
Subtitle translation by: Ricardo Espinoza