[siren wailing]
Go past the patrol car, okay?
AMBULANCE
There's a lot of people there.
Hey! Where you been? You took forever!
-That way? -Yes, come quickly.
Come on, hurry!
-So what happened? -Some asshole hit a girl.
What took you so long? Over here, quick!
[electronic music playing]
Hey, stop staring. We're here to work!
I don't know what the problem is!
We told that faggot we're sorry, but he keeps crying.
[person] Come on, show some respect, you motherfucker!
Take it easy.
-Calm down. -What's your problem?
-Hey... Can I see? -Stop touching me!
My name's Marcus. I'm a paramedic.
You don't need to examine her. We're used to this.
She's bleeding, let me help, okay?
Can you turn your face to me?
Take it easy. They hit you hard, huh?
And then this man comes over, and he's disguised as God-knows-what.
Was it those assholes over here?
They're gonna kick them out, bunch of dickheads...
-This might sting a little, okay? -[groans, sobs]
-You okay, babygirl? -She'll be fine.
I know, I know.
What are they gonna do? Will they...
She'll probably just need a few stitches.
Here, I can give you something to make you feel better.
Just a little pinch...
Just hold still, it's almost over.
That's it.
You see? Good as new!
Thank you.
Sure. It was nothing.
It's everything.
There's a clinic around the corner.
Let's go get something to eat. Are you hungry?
There's a clinic close by. We take her there to get stitched up.
Do you want to, my love?
Let's just go.
Hold this.
No, really, we can get to the clinic in no time.
-Pau! -[Marcus] You all right?
-[crowd screams] -[boyfriend] Paula!
Paula! Baby, what happened?
Paula? Paula, wake up!
What did you two take tonight? You need to be honest with me.
Nothing, just alcohol. A couple of drinks, nothing else.
[Ramón] Marcus, hurry! She's in respiratory arrest!
-[boyfriend] Honey! -Marcus! Come on!
[siren blaring]
[Ramón] Did you give her the shot correctly?
-Yes! -And you didn't hit a vein?
[Marcus] Of course not, Ramón!
-[Ramón] What did you give her? -Lidocaine. She was in a lot of pain!
And what about allergies?
You did ask her about allergies?
No, I didn't. [sighs]
I fucked up.
Known allergies?
I don't know. Why?
Possible allergic reaction to Lidocaine.
-[boyfriend] What? -[sighs] Fuck! I'm an idiot.
[boyfriend] What did you do to her?
[grunts]
Hey, let me in!
Come on.
It's protocol.
I know, Ramón.
I fucked that up real bad. I know it.
We can't keep going like this.
Like what, Ramón?
Without Marigaby?
Or with your stupid son Marcus?
I tried, Ramón.
I tried really hard. I've busted my ass.
But I'm never going to be any better.
It's not my thing.
Can I have some?
INSPIRED BY THE DOCUMENTARY "MIDNIGHT FAMILY"
[Marigaby] No. I didn't go that far, but... [sighs]
...just far enough so I could think a little.
I'm always looking for answers,
but maybe the best thing I could do
is stop asking so many damn questions, right?
Maybe this is the reason why we don't stop to think about it, you know?
[Grandma] Mari!
Come on!
Coming!
So what's this?
Are you in love or some shit?
I had a dream about the fucking ambulance again.
I was with Marcus, and Julio, my father.
Sure, but they ain't here right now.
All right then, what do you say we have a nice meal?
What?
I can tell your ass is dying to get back to the ambulance, isn't it?
[Pika] No... No...
Also no.
What do you mean? What's wrong with them?
I'll tell you what's wrong. We're gonna get our asses kicked.
I presold orders for the bloodiest, most disgusting photos from the ambulance.
And these are boring, dumbass!
Hang on a minute, what do you mean you "presold"?
Clients have already paid for something and they're expecting to get it.
-Hey! Where do you think you're going? -We want our damn money back!
-You fucked up! -We fucked up!
-Why didn't you take better pictures? [teacher] Okay, that's enough.
Who's watching her?
[student 1] Idiots! What the fuck? Go after them!
-You idiots can't do anything! Hurry up! -Hey guys, come on...
[Pika] Quick! Watch through the fence!
-This way! -It's clear.
I'm gonna go... Your turn, come on!
[Pika] Hurry up.
[Julio straining] Don't rush me. It's hard!
-Come on! Move it! -I'm trying! [grunts]
-Can't you go faster? -[bell rings]
-Here's your backpack! Let's go! -Run, run! Go!
I'm glad you didn't put my picture up there among the dead.
I'm not saying a thing.
I didn't ask you anything.
But it's been over a week, and I haven't heard from her.
Your daughter's fine.
That's the only thing that's important at this moment.
[Ramón] Well, no, it's not the only thing that's important.
I need to know why she won't trust me.
It's not about you, Ramón.
When the world's closing in and you feel you're suffocating...
you need to get away for a bit.
But when your job is saving lives,
you can't just "walk away for a bit" because "you need to".
And I doubt that disappearing like that is great for her school life.
Are you saying you actually care about what's going on with the university,
when it's precisely because of the ambulance
that she's getting kicked out?
Just give her time.
You don't own her, Ramón. Or any of us.
It's like talking to the walls with this family.
This is for you to study.
Our business is completely screwed without your sister.
You do know I got kicked out of school, right?
Yeah, so did I.
[sighs]
We need to find a third crew member.
Fast and responsible!
Who has abilities...
Named Marigaby?
I meant what I said yesterday, Ramón.
I'm quitting the ambulance.
Stop with this bullshit.
[sighs] We can call... Melial?
He's old-school, but he's good!
Or we could consider-- I don't know.
Juan Carlos. Or Toño!
Except I think maybe he's working for the Ambrize family.
Cris is pregnant.
She is, man.
If you would listen, you'd realize it's not bullshit.
I am leaving the ambulance.
I'm talking to you, man. Put that fucking thing away.
Ramón, who the fuck are you calling?
Your mother!
[arcade machines beeping]
[arcade machines jingling]
Yeah, okay...
-What's this? -It's our profit, dummy!
Okay, let's go.
-Where? -Over here!
-I'm going first! Me first! -No, I'm first!
Nice!
You're gonna lose!
-[Julito strains] No! -Goal!
-No! -Yes! Yes!
-[Julio] No! -[Pika] Yes! Again.
I've always wanted to come here.
-Why? Your parents never brought you? -No.
Mine neither!
They're both too busy working.
-[laughing] Goal! -That doesn't count!
[chuckles]
[Marigaby] When I came here as a kid, I always thought it was another country.
[Grandma laughs] Did I ever tell you about the time I ran away from home?
For real?
Yes.
I woke up one morning and just...
Well, I felt completely alien, and disconnected.
Your mother was the only thing that was recognizable to me at all.
And then, I took Leticia...
grabbed some clothes, threw them into my suitcase,
and I got out of there.
You took my mother along with you, at least.
She just abandoned us.
And for a long time we didn't know where she was or if she was okay or not.
When Julio would ask us what happened to her,
there wasn't anything I could say.
But you have a sense of it.
You've experienced that overwhelming feeling.
You know what it's like when the world has you by the throat.
Some people are able to handle it, and some of us just can't do it.
Listen, I'm not trying to justify her actions,
but she did the best she could.
And your dad doesn't make it easy.
He's gonna just suffocate anybody who feeds his addiction to adrenaline.
The adrenaline of an emergency.
He's trapped completely.
I like being a paramedic though.
See them, there? You see all my chickens?
They've always laid eggs. That's life for them.
And if I leave the gate open, they never go anywhere.
They just walk around a bit then go back into the coop.
Freedom, my dear, is not a luxury.
Thanks.
And the idea we had
is to take all the prize money we got from the rap battle and... go.
And have the little bad boy or girl over there.
And see how it goes. Chase our dream.
Which one? What is your dream?
Music.
[laughs] But you can't even warm up a bottle!
[Marcus] Are you serious, Ramón?
Who taught Julio how to stand up on two feet?
Or play soccer?
I raised him more than you two combined!
Well, was there food on the table? Who put it there?
Fuck, at least I was here!
-Helping him with his homework. -[Ramón] I was in our ambulance!
[Marcus] I've done more for that kid... It's your ambulance, dude!
Your ambulance, your dream. Not my dream.
-My dream? -Yes.
My dream was to own a business so you had something to eat!
So we could live together and be secure.
Well, guess what? Without Marigaby, shit sucks!
And I'm not gonna be your driver my whole fucking life.
So I completely ruined my heart for no reason at all?
What the fuck do you want, Ramón?
You want me to die in a fucking ambulance as well?
Marcus, at least in Mexico, you have us, your family.
But there? What do you have?
Life isn't easy in the US.
With all due respect, Mrs. Lety,
life in Mexico isn't easy for people like me, you know?
At least in the US, we have someone who will help us out.
And maybe we actually have a chance at something different.
What kind of life do I have in Mexico?
Raising my children, trapped in a house?
You get me, right?
I do.
That ambulance is your legacy!
We're not afraid of starting over now.
I've done it already.
And I managed.
And before, I could have waited longer to leave.
But this? This is different, because...
Because if not now, then when?
I won't abandon my family.
-Ramón... Wait, Ramón? -Come on, Ramón.
What the fuck! Ramón!
[Leticia] Leave him. Just let him go.
-[arcade machines beeping] -[bowling ball striking pins]
[Pika] What's up with you?
I was just thinking about Marigaby.
Her favorite color was fluorescent.
But fluorescent isn't a color.
Well, that's that.
It sucks how much I miss her.
Is she dead or something?
Was there a ton of blood everywhere when she died?
You're so dumb! She's alive.
But she left.
Just like my mom.
And Marcus is probably gonna leave us too.
I hope my father doesn't die of sadness.
[groans]
You're going to be an amazing father.
Do what you need to. You'll have our support.
Thank you.
And I'm always going to be here. For all of you.
-I know it was hard-- -Lety.
You left us.
That wasn't cool.
And I'm sorry if I acted like a dick.
I don't know...
It was wrong.
But shit happens, right?
Yeah.
[car door opens]
[engine starts]
Hey!
Here.
-What's this? -I got it with arcade tickets.
-I have two left. -[Leticia] Hmm.
[chuckles] He's adorable.
And did you get those tickets for having straight As in school?
No, we snuck out.
It was for a worthwhile cause.
[groans]
Hey, what's wrong, baby?
Nothing. I guess I just miss Marigaby.
Everybody's doing their own thing, and I'm... I don't know.
[kisses]
You're our superglue.
Why?
That's the strongest kind, right?
You'll hold us in place.
No matter what. Hmm?
[chickens clucking]
[Marigaby] It's been a long time since I've put up a shrine.
[Grandma] Would you like to add somebody to it?
Okay, here you go.
-Thank you. -Just choose a spot.
[sighs] This is for my friend.
Her name was Nallely.
She was an actress.
What happened to her?
I met her during the earthquake.
In the end, she--
I don't even want to talk about it.
Did she die in the quake?
No.
It was afterwards, but--
[truck approaches]
-What's going on? -Do you know them?
Sure, that's Don Toño.
[people speaking outside]
What are they carrying?
[people continue talking outside]
[Grandma gasps]
[knocking on door]
-[door opens] -[Grandma] What's wrong, Don Toño?
[Toño] Doña Clara, I'm sorry to bother you,
but Lázaro had an accident at the construction site
and we were told your granddaughter's here,
and that she's a doctor.
-Please, help him! -How long has he been unconscious?
I don't know, more than ten minutes.
Come in, move him inside!
[Marigaby] Place his head that way. Don't move him too much, okay?
That's it, careful.
[Grandma] Stand back, please.
Can you hear me, buddy?
He's alive, right?
Yes, but we have to move very fast.
-Ah, okay. -Did you call an ambulance?
[Toño] Yes, but the carnival is going on, so it might not get through.
I need medical supplies. And someone call the town doctor.
All right.
I need gauze, bandages, saline solution, catheters, syringes...
You can find all that at a regular pharmacy, okay?
Let the doctor know he needs to bring medical equipment
because we'll have to operate here.
-Yes, Doctor. -What do you have in the house?
-I don't know what you need. -Pillows. Sheets.
Okay, in that room.
-Scissors? -Yes, scissors and tape. A lamp?
-Yes, lamp too. -In that room there.
-I could use an apron and some pots. -Yes, I'll get them.
-And rags as well! -[Grandma] Yes, darling. I'm on it!
What a coincidence.
Yeah... She won't take your calls either?
Fuck! You didn't tell me you were bringing friends along!
You know each other?
Yeah... Yeah.
-But I came on my own. -Okay.
[Bernardo] Do you know what's going on with her?
-Who's that? -Your sister.
Oh, she's at the beach. You didn't know?
[Bernardo] No.
[Marcus] Damn it, sis! She left with... What's his name?
-Mr. Bigshot! -[Bernardo laughs]
[Marcus] No, that's his real name, guys!
She doing okay?
She told my mom she needed space.
Well, if you see her, will you tell her I came by?
[Marcus] All right.
And if she needs anything, I'll be there. She just has to call.
[Marcus] You got it, Doctor.
Later, Raúl!
Handsome guy, no?
I'm charismatic though.
-[Marcus] Yeah, but he's taller. -[Bernardo] That's true. He is taller.
Afternoon.
What's all this?
He's one of your daughter's "patients".
Chill, Loverboy.
She prefers you, yeah?
Wait here a minute.
-Hey, Ramón. -Hmm?
We still need extra help, don't we?
-Come on, big guy! Get a move on! -[Bernardo] Yep.
All right, don't fuck this up. And we speak Mexican here, not Spanish.
[Bernardo] Got it. In here?
[Marcus] Yeah. Just be careful, this is the third world.
[siren wailing]
Watch it!
[Pika] Time out! Stop, time out. I'm tired.
[panting, grunting]
What's this?
What's this beer doing here?
The party's over! Take off those costumes right this minute!
-But-- -But nothing! Costumes off!
Hey, hey, hey! What's going on here?
Come look. You see that?
They're drinking beer.
[scoffs] No, I bought those beers. They're mine.
They're yours? Didn't we agree about this?
-Didn't we set house rules? -Yes, and we always keep our agreements.
Listen to me, our religion forbids the use of alcohol.
We made a holy vow! We let Jesus Christ in and we can't pervert our bodies!
I bought them for Día de los Muertos...
I told you about my past, haven't I, Lety?
Please, they're just for the altar. All right?
Take it easy. I'll put them away right now.
-Please do. -Julio, come on now, grab your candy.
Let's go, Julio.
[sighs]
-I'm taking these. -Yes. Take them.
Luke...
Listen, you know I'm very grateful
for everything you've done for my kids and for Ramón.
-Well, I-- -Just...
Don't ever speak to Julio like that again.
Young folks always assume that everything's easy.
But life as a parent?
It's completely about that baby.
Everything.
Isn't your life all about that piece of shit?
[Ramón] Mmm.
Yeah, well, thanks to that little piece of shit,
thanks to that ambulance, there was food on your plate.
Is that ambulance your child, man?
-[clicks tongue] No. -You've never failed her, have you?
I mean, you were fine making me wait for you at school.
[grumbles] Hey, hey!
-And Marigaby, same thing. -Come on, stop it. Stop already.
What about Mom?
Are you going to do the same thing to Julio?
[Carmen, through radio] There's a 0-42 in the old factory on Route 57.
Old paper factory, Route 57.
[Marcus] Hop in, shorty.
[siren wailing]
[Marigaby] His name is Lázaro. Male. 24 years of age.
Pulse is 110.
Diaphoretic, tachypneic.
[sighs] Okay.
He's impaled, Doc.
We need to call an ambulance.
Of course, we called one 40 minutes ago, but it hasn't managed to make it through.
If he's going to live, we need to operate on him immediately.
Are you a doctor?
I'm a paramedic, doing my second year of med school.
[doctor] We're gonna have to figure this out.
-Here, for you. -Thanks.
-And for you. -Thank you.
And may God have mercy on us all.
[siren wailing]
[Ramón] This used to be where they printed money for the whole country.
[Marcus] Well, it looks pretty crappy now, man.
Hey, Ramón, is this a trap? They got us pretty good last time.
-Should we go back? -[Marcus clicks tongue]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[siren ends]
[Marcus] Let's go.
[Ramón] You sure?
We're already here, Ramón.
You afraid, dude?
Not at all.
[groans] Ramón, you wait here, dude.
Make sure the ambulance doesn't get stolen.
What's up, bro?
My buddy...
-He's not breathing. -Well, where is he? Show us.
[person] Let's go.
[Marcus] Fuck, is it over there?
[Bernardo] Damn.
[indistinct radio chatter continues]
[doctor] I'm going in.
Are you okay?
[Marigaby] It's just... I've only ever done this at school.
Compress?
[doctor] Yes.
Now I'm going to need you to make the incision...
and hold the skin by the sides.
[Marigaby] Yeah.
[doctor] Relax. This happens to all of us.
It's different when you're working on a living body.
Hold the rod.
[Marigaby] Done.
[doctor] I'll remove the rod as soon as I figure out what it's piercing.
[Marigaby] Okay.
-[doctor] Okay? -[Marigaby] Yeah.
Oh... Fuck.
It's piercing the liver.
We can't remove it.
He'll bleed out immediately.
I don't know what to do.
[Grandma] Oh my God.
Come on.
[people chattering]
[typing]
-[Raúl] Hello? -[Marigaby] Raúl?
Hey, I've been looking for you everywhere! What's going on?
I need your help, please!
I'm at my grandma's, and there was an accident.
We barely have basic supplies available here.
We're performing an exploratory laparotomy.
The patient is 24 years old, male.
He's been impaled by a metal rod. It's in his abdomen, right upper quadrant.
His liver is pierced.
I need you to help me perform the surgery. Guide me.
-Is this him? -[person] Yeah.
-Ah, fuck my life... It's Justice Bieber. -Hey, buddy...
-I saw him on TikTok. -What's his name?
-Hip-Hop guy... -[person] Oh yeah.
And paramedic.
-Hey, bud. -What did he take?
[person 2] Some beers.
Pulse is slow and he's barely breathing.
-[person] He smoked a joint with me. -[Marcus] Don't bullshit me.
[person 3] Oh, I forgot to say, he did some fenta.
[Bernardo] What's fenta?
[Marcus sighs] Some opioid these kids do now.
He needs naloxone to clear out the opioids.
-[sighs] Did you bring the first aid kit? -No.
-[Marcus] Fuck, dude! -Hey, man. Listen to me. Come on...
-Ramón! -[Bernardo] Buddy...
Okay, have you removed the rod?
No, the bleeding's too heavy.
[sighs] All right. Pay close attention and do exactly what I tell you to do.
-Okay? -[Marigaby] Okay.
You're going to need a Sengstaken- Blakemore tube to aid hemostasis.
-No. -We don't have one.
Okay, I hear you. Let me think.
Then we need to improvise.
Do you have a Foley catheter and a Penrose drain?
[doctor] Yes, we do. It's in my case.
-Grandmother, could you... -[Marigaby] I'll hold it.
[Grandma] Yes, of course.
-[Marigaby] Hurry, please. -[Grandma] I'm on it.
[Marigaby] Quickly, quickly!
-[doctor] Here it is. -[Marigaby] Thank you. Hold here, hold it.
Ready!
Good. Okay. Cut through the Foley's balloon.
-And put it inside the Penrose drain. -[Marigaby] Okay.
[doctor] We don't have a Penrose drain.
-[Marigaby] Damn it... We don't have a Penrose drain.
Oh wow...
Okay, let me think.
Grandma, get my backpack. Front pouch, there's a condom in there.
-[Grandma] Okay, dear. -Search for it, okay? Hurry!
Good. That's good!
Ramón.
Marcus! You keep forgetting about the protocol!
[grunts] I know, man.
-Thanks! -He's in cardiac arrest, come on!
[Dr. Luna] Once you have it, secure it to the Foley.
[Marigaby sighs] Okay.
Now I need you to cover the balloon and tie the ends firmly.
But avoid occluding the tube.
-Understand? -[Marigaby] Yes.
-Done. -Good.
Now you're going to introduce the balloon like you would with a parenchymal injury.
And use water to fill it until the bleeding stops.
-Understand? -Yes.
Okay, we're removing the rod.
You're gonna take it out and insert this.
-Yeah? -Yes.
Okay, on three.
One, two, three... Here we go.
That's it! Dry it!
Now open the skin for me.
Incoming, incoming.
In, in, in.
[Bernardo] Come on, damn it!
[person 2] Hurry up, Justice Bieber.
-[person 4] It's him... -Do you have it or not, Marcus?
This is expensive shit, know what I mean?
I need to administer it now!
[person 1] Stop talking and save him, assholes!
It's okay, buddy... Marcus!
Fine, give it to him!
-Oh shit! -[Marcus] Hey, hey!
-Come on, relax! -You ruined my trip, shitheads!
-Joseph! -[Joseph] Let go of me!
[person 1] Shut up, dude!
-Grandma, can you hold this? -Yes.
Oh, he's gonna bleed out!
[Marigaby] I'm on it!
Very good.
-[Grandma groans] -[Marigaby] More.
Wait... Hold on, hold on.
-It's almost filled up. -[Dr. Luna] How's it going?
-All done. -How's it going, Marigaby?
Is everything all right?
Everything all right?
[doctor] It's working.
[chuckles]
It worked! [laughs]
-[Marigaby] We did it. -[doctor chuckles]
Raúl, we did it! Thank you!
-Fuck, yeah! [chuckles] -Thank you!
Very good. Good.
Raúl?
-[Dr. Luna laughs] -Raúl? Raúl, can you hear me?
-[Dr. Luna continues laughing] -[line distorts, clicks]
Are you...
All right, my guy. I'll take you to the hospital, okay?
Nah.
Just tell us how much we owe you and get the fuck out.
Nah, we won't charge you.
Go get the money.
[person 3] We know what it's like to earn a living.
[Marigaby] How are you, Doc?
Good, my dear.
Grandmother, do you think I could have something to drink, please?
Of course, Doctor.
[Marigaby] I hope the ambulance gets here soon.
All we did is buy him some time.
[doctor] Don't be so hard on yourself.
If you weren't here,
if you hadn't called your friend, that man would not have made it.
Some things are out of our control. And you more than anyone should know that.
Here you go, Doctor.
-Ah, thank you. -You're welcome.
-For you, dear. -[Marigaby] Thanks.
You know, I ask myself every day, why the hell am I even here?
Why did I study medicine?
But after moments like the one tonight...
Well, anyway...
You know.
Every day seems like a good enough day to give up.
But if we haven't, there must be a reason. That's what I know.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
-[siren wailing] -[bystander] Hey, look! The ambulance...
The ambulance is here. Give it room.
Okay...
He'll be fine, but he needs to drink water and keep warm, all right?
This is all we could come up with.
[Marcus] Don't worry about it.
[Joseph] You messed up my trip, assholes!
[Marcus] Let's get out of here.
[paramedics speaking indistinctly]
How are you doing?
Fine. You?
Hmm. Exhausted.
Excuse me, is there someone who can come along?
A family member, perhaps?
We're not related.
We need to take him to the city.
-I'll come with you. -Thank you.
You're going with them?
Well--
Too much is always happening.
And I'm really confused.
But if there's one thing I do know...
it's that nothing feels better than saving lives.
Obviously, my dear.
But promise me you won't perform surgery
on my kitchen table the next time you come to stay with me on my farm.
[chuckles] No promise. Hmm?
Don't be sad, sweetie.
All right, get going. I'll see you.
-Thanks for everything. -It's nothing.
I love you, sweetheart.
You'll always have a home here.
[siren wailing]
[siren continues wailing]
[door opens]
Marigaby! [chuckles]
My love!
Are you okay?
-[Marigaby] Yeah. -Still alive then, huh?
But I realized I can't handle both the ambulance and med school.
Sorry.
When you disappeared, I may have realized a few things too.
[Marcus] Glad to hear it, Ramón.
Because I've told you it's not my thing, man.
Well, during this time, I understood that this is my thing.
But I still have so much to learn.
Know what happened today?
Your little Spanish boyfriend was able to help us out.
And it made me see that at some point we may need someone else.
He's not so dumb, that guy.
-Told you. -[Marcus] Loverboy knows his stuff.
I've also been thinking about your mother, and I suppose I'm a stubborn fool.
And I'm getting older.
That mean you're retiring the Big Beast, Ramón?
That's your choice too.
We're a team, right?
One person is missing, though.
What do you mean you're leaving the ambulance?
You promised me I could drive it when I get older!
That's what you said!
That I could do it all!
This is fucking bullshit!
No cursing!
How do you think I feel?
And me.
Even I feel bad, bro.
Look, buddy.
It's only temporary. Wait for me to finish school.
And I promise that one day, we'll have a whole fleet of ambulances, okay?
Really?
Yeah. A whole fleet of them.
You heard your sister, buddy.
An entire fleet of ambulances.
Fuckin' right on!
[Marigaby] What did you think?
That we would leave the millions of Mexico City inhabitants
without the Tamayo family?
Nah!
DUBBING BROTHERS