[upbeat saxophone music]
Good morning, George.
Why are you yelling at me?
Do you remember what you did last night?
Uh, went out for a few drinks,
so you know I don't.
Luckily, we have Ring camera footage to remind you.
Mayan, we don't have a Ring camera.
No. But our neighbors do.
Come on, key, get in there!
How come you're not working?
Because this one.
[snoring]
That could be any sexy Mexican man
eating a wing platter for 12.
We need to talk about this.
It's none of your business.
I was having a private moment
on our neighbor's porch!
[upbeat saxophone music]
♪ ♪
Okay, Gordo.
I bought you some supplies for your hero presentation.
Construction paper, glue,
a spotlight because you're a star.
Thanks, Nana.
So did you decide who your hero is?
Abraham Lincoln, Martin Luther King,
me?
I chose a real hero--
Grandpa!
Orale! That's what's up!
I suddenly can't feel my legs.
First, I'd like to thank myself
for being awesome.
Second, I'd like to thank Rosie
for falling short in comparison.
The more I get to know Grandpa,
the more cool stuff I learn.
Plus, he's funny,
and I think his toilet humor will translate well
to the second grade.
Teacher, I know the answer.
[buzzes tongue]
I need to take this back
and have a good, hard look at my life.
Hey, can we talk to you for a minute?
Uh, yeah, make it quick.
I only got an hour left on my Peacock free trial.
Dad, you dismissed me last night,
but we gotta talk to you about your drinking.
- [sighs] - It's getting out of control.
You had a blackout.
Mayan, I'm Mexican.
It was a brown-out.
Alcohol is in our blood.
They say my mom drank the whole time she was pregnant with me.
Word is, I blew a 0.7 in the incubator.
I mean, I just haven't seen you that drunk
since I was a kid.
You threw up at my middle school choir performance.
I wasn't drunk, Mayan. That was my commentary.
And if I'm so bad, why did Chance make me his hero?
Because he's seven and has terrible judgment.
You should be setting a better example.
Man, you know what?
I can't ever do nothing in this house!
Don't dismiss this with your catchphrase.
You're just jealous because your catchphrase is,
"Daaad."
♪ ♪
Oh, what's all this?
Making lunch for your father?
[sighs] No.
I'm watering down his liquor.
I'm just worried Dad's gonna backslide into his old ways.
As a vet tech, you should know
you can't teach an old dog new tricks.
You just gotta put 'em down.
I mean, I can't imagine
what all this drinking is doing to Dad's health.
His internal organs must look like chorizo by now.
Who knows? I mean, he's never seen a doctor.
Unless you count the one from his favorite movie,
"Boobie Howser Double D."
That's how we get him to stop drinking.
The doctor will say he's in terrible shape
and he's gotta cut back.
Well, good luck.
I mean, he didn't even go that time that he threw up
an entire canary like a cartoon cat.
I can't make him go,
but as CFO of Lop-EZ Movers, you can.
Just say it's for insurance purposes.
That could work.
Plus, it's always a good day
when I get to deceive your father.
♪ ♪
[upbeat saxophone music]
I don't know why Rosie's forcing me to go to the doctor.
He already said I was healthy when he told my mom
I had ten fingers, ten toes,
and three legs.
That was 60 years ago.
Don't you think a few things might've changed since then?
Nope. I still have three legs.
And enough soda.
Despite what your grandmother told you,
you can't burp up everything that's wrong with you.
Lies.
My Tío Chavo was declared legally dead
at Knott's Berry Farm
until Snoopy poured some 7UP in his mouth
and burped him back to life.
I know you're scared, so I brought you something
that'll make you feel better.
Mayan, I'm a grown-ass man.
Do you really think a l-- ooh, red.
Don't worry, Dad.
No matter what the doctor tells you,
even if you have to make some big lifestyle changes,
we're gonna face it together.
Mayan, you can't trust doctors.
They make you sick.
Right now, I don't have tuberculosis.
But they're gonna run some tests,
and then suddenly, I'm gonna have tuberculosis.
So you think that doctors give you tuberculosis?
Yeah.
♪ ♪
George, is everything okay?
I just got the results from my physical.
Remember, Dad, we're here for you,
no matter what.
I am...
in perfect health!
I have been diagnosed with "in your face" syndrome.
Normal, normal... excellent?
How is your liver not a Craisin?
I guess I'm so invincible,
I think I should probably join the Fantastic Four Lokos.
I guess your dad is just one of those people
who can drink as much as they want
without it affecting their health.
Like me with cheese.
I'm so powerful,
this tequila has started to taste like water.
I watered down your liquor.
What?
Mayan, that's a $9 bottle of tequila!
Because you have a drinking problem.
The only problem is,
you won't let me do it in peace.
My drinking hasn't hurt anyone.
If anything, it's brought millions of people joy.
That is true.
His Ring cam footage went viral on Nextdoor.
You know what? I can't win with you.
Ever since I moved in,
I've done everything that you've asked,
and it's never enough.
I'm starting to think that there's no point
in even trying.
Okay, I don't want you to feel that way.
You have done a lot.
I don't need to be watering down your drinks
or tricking you into going to the doctor.
Wait a minute, that was a setup?
You told me that was for insurance!
Mayan made me do it.
I get no joy in deceiving you.
And I did not know,
because like Mayan always says,
the less I know, the better.
I can't believe you lied to me, Mayan.
You're the only person I ever trusted,
and now that's gone.
Come on, Dad, you don't mean that.
Am I even really your dad?
Or have you lied about that too?
Okay, where are you going?
To go get a real drink
that hasn't been watered down by my daughter,
but by a real bartender!
♪ ♪
[upbeat saxophone music]
Two more.
You're, uh, still upset about what Mayan did, huh?
Course I am.
She lied to me.
She thinks I have a drinking problem.
You do not have a problem drinking.
You just have a problem sobering up.
My mom was someone with a real problem.
She drank herself so numb.
She let me go hungry. I was three years old,
on the streets looking for food in dumpsters.
Ohh.
So that's why you eat out of the trash.
It's comfort food.
Eventually, child protective services took me away.
I never saw my mom again.
Your mom gave you trust issues.
And when Mayan tricked you,
it brought up all those feelings.
You see?
It's so obvious, even you get it.
Maybe you should tell some of this stuff to Mayan.
No, man, it's bad enough I had to grow up around it.
I don't want her thinking about all that sad stuff.
I have to protect her. I'm her father.
Or so she says.
♪ ♪
Oh, good, you're home, Grandpa.
- I'm here! - Ah!
Oh, you're screaming?
You should have seen me before I disinfected this bed.
I know you and your...
hero grandpa
have slumber parties.
So I thought maybe we could have one.
Slumber parties are for girls.
We men have pajama jammy jams.
Okay.
Well, what do we do first?
Burp contest!
[burps]
Strong start for me.
Your turn, Nana.
Women can't do that.
Can women fart?
Absolutely not.
I guess I'll just be second banana
to a gassy gorilla.
Nana, I know you're jealous,
but you shouldn't be.
Grandpa might be my hero,
but you're so much more than that.
You're my angel.
Thank you, Gordo.
Angels are God's heroes.
♪ ♪
You coming to bed?
We can have a pajama jammy jam.
I'm waiting up for my dad.
Is he still out drinking with Oscar?
Yeah. He left pretty upset.
You know, maybe he and the guy at Baskin-Robbins are right.
I ask for too much.
Do not blame yourself.
If they're gonna have 31 flavors,
you have the right to taste them all.
You know, maybe I shouldn't nitpick
on the one thing he does wrong
when he does so much right.
[ringtone chiming]
Oh, it's Oscar.
Hey.
Wait, you're where?
Oh, my God.
Okay, we'll be right over.
My dad just had an accident. He's in the hospital.
[monitor beeping]
What happened?
Wait, did you guys trick me into seeing another doctor?
No, you got so drunk at Loba's
that you fell and busted your head open.
Look, I'm fine, all right?
I'm so healthy, I'm donating blood.
No, you're getting a transfusion.
I'm getting blood?
This is it.
This is how I'ma get the tuberculosis.
Ay. Ay.
We know where this blood came from.
You're lucky we had a match in the family.
Thank you, Mayan. I owe you.
If you ever need to fail a drug test,
you can have my urine.
I'm not the one you owe.
Hey! There he is!
My blood brother.
I am inside you now.
So I'm part white boy now?
Hey...
you guys wanna play pickleball?
Look, Dad, this was a really scary situation for all of us.
And I hate to push you, but can't you see
that things have to change with your drinking?
You're right.
No more tequila.
Now that I'm white...
[Valley Girl voice] Rosé all day!
Oh, my God!
[coughs]
♪ ♪
[upbeat saxophone music]
Okay, nobody likes doing this,
but we have no choice.
Does everyone have their letters ready?
Is an intervention really necessary?
Can't we just find your father a girlfriend
and make this all her problem?
Dad's sensitive about his drinking.
So let's approach him in a calm, gentle manner.
What the hell are you doing, you stubborn old fool?
Making up for lost time.
They didn't have beer at the hospital.
Your drinking put you in the hospital.
You're in total denial,
so we're holding an intervention.
[clears throat] George.
Your drinking cost us our marriage.
My drinking is why we got married in the first place--
Stop it.
See? I even wrote down "stop it"
'cause I knew you'd say something stupid.
For years, I wanted you out of my life.
But now...
I want you to stay.
We're a family again.
But that can't happen
if you keep going like this.
George,
mi sangre...
We've come a long way since you moved in,
and I'm now closer to you
than I am with my own father.
And when you drink and you make bad choices,
it makes my blood--
our blood...
Boil.
[sniffles]
Dad,
having you in my life has been the greatest gift.
And I'm so grateful that you've done everything I've asked.
But this is the most important thing
I'm ever gonna ask you to do.
I can't stand by and watch you drink yourself to death.
I lost you once before, and I can't lose you again.
Oh, come on, Mayan. Come on.
You don't have to be worried. I'm--
I'm just a regular guy
who enjoys a few beers. I don't have a problem.
Orale!
I'm George Lopez!
[Valley Girl voice] Oh, my God!
Chance, what are you doing?
[normal voice] Practicing for my hero presentation.
[as George] Let me tell you about a day in the life
of a hero like me.
I wake up at 7:00 and crack open a beer.
Then I notice that I have a cool new bruise.
Whoa! Where did that come from?
And then I shrug and go back to sleep
because thinking is hard.
[snoring]
Uh-oh! It's noon.
Time to cough in the bathroom for ten minutes,
then have another beer for lunch.
Is that really how you see me, Gordo?
Yeah.
You're a cool 85-year-old who does what he wants.
You're my hero.
No, I'm not, Gordo.
A hero...
sets a better example for a kid.
All right.
But don't tell my teacher that,
'cause I'm one gold star away from a personal pan pizza.
I, uh...
I used to, uh,
drink to forget
'cause I was all alone.
[choked up] I didn't know what a family was or meant.
And I never thought I would. But now that I do...
I wanna remember every moment.
So...
I don't want this anymore, Mayan.
I told you this intervention was a good idea.
♪ ♪
Seriously?
Mayan, it's just root beer.
It tastes like ass.
But it's got the word "beer" in it.
Baby steps.
I don't expect getting sober to be easy for you.
Yeah, Mayan, but I gotta try--
for you, for Chance.
What about Quinten and Mom?
For Churro.
[Churro barks]
You know, I missed ten years of your life, Mayan.
I'm not gonna miss one day more.
I love you, Dad.
I love you too, Mayan.
But I'm gonna need your help.
Well, like I said at the doctor's office,
whatever happens, we'll face it together.
No, I need your help
getting my finger out of this root beer bottle.
- Oh. - It's stuck.
- Now pull it. - Okay.
- Pull it, Mayan. - Just let me--I'm twisting.
- Lefty loosey-- - Ay!
- Okay! - Ow!
♪ ♪
Hey, how did your first AA meeting go?
Great, they have free coffee and donuts
and this hot lady that crashed her car.
I'm gonna hit that like she hit the side of that Walmart.
The unsuspecting girlfriend we've all been waiting for.
I invited my new sponsor to the house.
He's gonna help keep me on the right track.
You're gonna love him. His name is Calvin.
- [speaking Spanish] - 'Sup?
Didn't I tell you?
Look, no more gin and juice for me.
I'm on that California, you know,
sober life now, you dig?
Yeah.
But, um, I was wondering
if you wanted to go in your truck,
smoke a lil' weed.
It's perfect. It's only 12 steps away.
Dad!
Whoa, she said it
just like you said she was gonna say it!
both: Daaad!
[laughter]
[as George] I can never do nothing!
♪ ♪