[intriguing music playing]
[Ana] I'm sorry, but who are you, exactly?
[Caro] Licha's got colitis. This is Leo.
[Ana] He's the most suspicious man I've ever met in my life.
[Caro] That's exactly what he said you'd say, so…
[Chill-aver] I'll be here tomorrow at 6:00 a.m.
[Leo] Never thought I'd see you at a hot water silent rave.
[Cacho] I'm shutting down your club, mamacita.
[Leo] You can't change her destiny, mamacita. [echoing] Mamacita.
[Caro] This is Chechi, my new assistant.
[Leo] The Guillotina. A personal roast. It's dramatic and dynamic.
[Leo laughing]
[Ana] What are you laughing at, asshole? [echoing] Asshole.
[upbeat pop music playing]
CARIZZMA
-[giggling] -[footsteps approaching]
-My love! -[Leo sighs]
Someone completely messed up the invitations.
Those people are idiots, okay? They are stupid idiots.
No, these were printed right.
No, they spelled my name wrong
Mm… No, these are perfect.
"You're invited to the wedding of Leo and Caro Papandrea."
But my name is Pardíaco. Caro Pardíaco.
No, it's no longer Pardíaco.
Once we're married, it'll be Papandrea.
What's "Papandrea"?
It's my name, sweetheart.
Leo
Miriam Papandrea.
And now it's yours too.
Okay…
"Caro Papandrea."
We should send them back anyways 'cause my name's too small.
"Miriam"?
Eh… with kids, there’s always a moment
where you’ve gotta give ‘em a good ol' "bop" in the head.
Otherwise, they turn into psychopaths.
I'm sure you could hug them too.
Hell if I know.
Why did you say horrible things about Caro?
What're you talking about?
Somebody paid us to do it.
Who the fuck paid you? Huh?
I'm supposed to know?
I don't even know what I ate for breakfast.
Was it this man? Huh?
I'm not allowed to reveal my source of income.
Yes.
-Do you have proof of it? -No evidence.
All off-the-books, all in cash.
-Then how about you tell me about it? -[grunts]
I'm just so excited to be here, and to be part of something so incredibly special.
It's such an honor, really!
I'm obsessed with your idea to host it in Patagonia.
Of course, Mili. It was super important that I hire you for this.
You helped organize every big family event,
and this one is the biggest event of my life, right?
So when's your dad coming?
I just know he's so excited to see his little princess.
-Oh! I'll call and tell him to meet us. -Don't bother.
She doesn't need her father to make decisions for her.
-That's what I'm here to do. -Right.
In this case, I'd prefer if we didn't involve anyone else.
Not my family, or my friends.
The point of a wedding is to bring family and friends together.
Okay, well, I'm done with my former friends.
Ah. Well, I made the contract with your father.
Yeah, but that money is his money, right? So I'm not interested.
I understand, but he's the person paying for it.
[Leo] But I'm not interested in his money.
I'm sorry. Uh, Caro, if this is gonna cause this much tension,
we might as well cancel the wedding.
Go marry your dad. Use his money.
No, Leo, please don't say that. I'm sorry, okay? Okay?
Then let's move on.
Okay, first thing, Milagros, I don't like the palette you sent.
-It's a horrible selection. -I'm sorry, Caro selected these colors.
-I got them from Ana. -Ah.
[crockery shattering]
Forgive me. My hand twitched.
[tense music playing]
It's just that Ana's caused us tremendous, tremendous agony.
Now, how about we go with… classic colors?
I'd prefer if we didn't talk about it. I'm just so broken-hearted.
[Ana] I can't believe she fired you.
[Sábado] It's a very distressing situation.
The kind of feeling that defies human language.
No, we understand. I mean, she told us all to fuck off too.
How did we screw this up?
We didn't do anything. All of this is because of Leo.
He's completely brainwashed her.
It's almost like a cult,
but it's just one person.
When someone starts dating someone else, it's not completely uncommon
for signs of manipulation to immediately become apparent.
Hey, could you speak normally? For a little?
Every relationship that exists is simply a relationship of power.
Leo doesn't want a relationship with her.
-Leo wants to murder her. -[all] What?
Are you the "Crazy Woman"?
Yes. It's Malena, Caro. We've known each other for 15 years.
Despite the name, I really identify with your videos,
but I almost never hear you talk about periods or menstruation,
which is super taboo, so you should address it.
You're right. I should do that.
-Can we take a selfie? -Yeah!
Um… Sorry, I need to ask my fiancé for permission.
-He's holding onto it for me. -Eh?
Yeah, like, I'm only allowed to use it for about three minutes a day, so, ya know…
That type of behavior's really serious. He sounds abusive and crazy.
Whatevs. You're a man-hating feminist. Of course you'd tell me that.
Yeah. But either way, you're a woman of independence.
I mean, yes, your… your dad bankrolls you,
but you've changed people's lives!
Are you artificial? Yes.
Superficial? Absolutely, yes.
But you're also an innovator. Nightclubs, events, cocktails…
The Baby Jesus was mine.
So why do you need a man's permission to be able to use your cell, then?
Caro, no wealthy bitches need permission.
[uneasy music playing]
[Leo] I want pompelmochello,
limoncello, and lemon champ.
All non-alcoholic, obviously.
So, some grapefruit juice, and soda water with lemon, ice and juice?
I mean, call it whatever.
Leo, give me my cell phone.
You've already used up your three minutes for today, Caro.
Don't you want to be free of the algorithm's suggestions
and make your own decisions?
Of course I wanna make my own decisions. Duh.
Why don't you go grab some fresh air, Caro?
[uneasy music playing]
Caro?
I love you so much, babe.
Okay…
[man in Spanish] ♪ Look at the city ♪
♪ Listen to the ones who love you ♪
♪ So lonely in a sea of people ♪
♪ Falling, falling, falling ♪
♪ You won't fall ♪
Wait, do you mean "murder" her literally, or do you mean it more figuratively?
Because, you know, sometimes mortality is symbolic--
My God, Sábado. I mean literally kill her.
[Piba] Are you sure?
It really looks like he wants to marry her.
No. You didn't see him at the roast.
He paid for it!
Forgive me for asking, but do we have any proof?
I got a confession from Félix. But we're gonna need some more proof.
Check out this junk.
Hey, Sábado! Don't get nasty.
[Sábado] No, not that.
I mean this hunk-of-junk that's been sitting in my car.
The other day,
some man with incredibly poor hygiene habits
tried to deliver something to Caro.
[intriguing music playing]
[Sábado] See?
It's an address… Can you drive us?
No, I'm sorry.
I've got work.
I've gotta get to the airport.
Normally, I'd love to come, Ana, but these things can be super scary.
And I'd prefer to be at home. But good luck.
Yeah, unfortunately, I made plans with Chica. Sorry.
Okay. It's cool. Ana's got it.
What's the plan here?
Pour hot wax on my teeny-tiny little nipples?
No, you weird perv.
Your keyboard is disgusting.
-How about my ass? Could you wax that? -I'm not using hot wax at all.
Then what's the plan here?
Tell me everything that you know about Leo.
[unsettling music playing]
[neck bones cracking]
-[Leo] Oh! -Hey! Don't do that!
[both chuckling]
That's the most terrified I've ever been in my entire life.
Oh, my love, I'd never hurt you. Not in a million years!
Listen up.
Whatever you're feeling right now, it's just pre-wedding jitters. Hm?
You might feel a little afraid, hyper-alert.
Just ignore it and block it out.
It's just your old life trying to prevent your happiness
'cause it doesn't want you to evolve.
That makes so much sense. That's literally how I've been feeling.
It feels like there's a knife in my gut, y'know?
Like, my insides are super twisty right now-
Ah, just ignore me.
It's silly, I know it is. I'm being ridiculous.
-Mm-hmm. -[Mili] Caro!
Time to try on the dress!
Just a sec, Mili! You can't come, okay?
It's bad luck to see me in my dress. So you stay right here!
[Leo] Okay, my love.
[unsettling music playing]
[Ana] You fraud!
What're you doing here, stupid-face.
[Ana] Oh, who cares? I've got a stupid-face? Fine.
But your face looks psychopathic, Leo!
Oh, I'm sorry, is it Chill-aver?
Or is it "Cacho," the guy who shut down Caro's venue?
Or is it the bastard who paid those comedians to insult her?
-You're an imposter, mamacita! -[Leo] Please.
Oh man, now that's a big load of bullshit.
Do you want me to sue you for defamation, huh?
I was at your house! Your brother told me everything.
I know you've killed people, and I know… you're just awful!
-I got it all figured out. -Really?
-Yeah. -Really?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
See, my brother is the real killer.
Ramiro's a sicko. You've seen him, you've seen his room, it's disgusting!
It's filthy, right? He's a mess. You know that.
But wait, it gets worse!
'Cause that damn pervert joked about fucking my uncle's dog! Tatín!
Everything you've got is fake y'know?
What? I'm not falling for that, idiot.
Oh yeah.
You're gonna fall.
-[unsettling music playing] -[Ana screaming]
-[body thuds] -[Leo breathing heavily]
[music intensifies]
[intriguing music playing]
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