Welcome to the Family (Bienvenidos a la familia)

Damn. Okay.

We have no account passwords, no will.

We have these two.

Any ideas? We're worse off than we were at the start.

What now? Any ideas?

Isn't it obvious? We need a new will.

-I was thinking-- -Dude, enough.

Hold on. What if we forge a will

and then file it with Notary Records?

Listen, Moisés. A will isn't just a piece of paper.

It needs to be digitized and stamped as well.

Stuff that your weed-fried head wouldn't understand.

I have an idea.

How about we hold a casting

to look for a new Raúl

and have him sign a new will?

Luciana, come on!

Sorry, your frustrated actress routine is out of place right now.

It's a good idea.

How is it a good idea? What notary would believe that?

I know one. He has glaucoma.

He'd be perfect.

Let's do it. Then we'll go on with your plan, boss.

No, the easiest thing to do is a bribe. We can just bribe a notary.

Without the right connections in the courts, it's impossible.

-I'm sure you don't have any. -Do you know who I am?

-I do, stuck-up brat! -Stop!

Benjamín, stop it!

-Calm down. -He should calm down.

I won't argue with someone so violent.

-Fear? Violence? -No, what fear?

I'm on her side.

Well, I'm on his, even though I hate him.

For now, I'll give each of you a Diazepam to help you get a good night's sleep

because tomorrow, we have a hard day ahead of us.

And then, we'll continue to search for the new Raúl Ruiz Lezama.

I'm in.

Please don't give that to my kids.

WELCOME TO THE FAMILY

I have the notary's contact.

He'll do it?

Of course. He's like you. He's not picky.

I'll text him so we can meet tonight.

And tomorrow, it'll all be fixed.

And I'll go.

Okay.

Listen.

Come, sit.

I'll pour you some coffee.

Why?

So we can talk.

I've been studying everything about the accident.

On CSI, they explained that when a corpse is burned,

it can still be identified by fingerprints and teeth.

So?

We'll have to pull all your teeth out

and switch them with Daniel's.

What? No way.

Why not?

It's the only way to make them believe he's you.

Otherwise, Aldama will come after you.

You've got to stop watching CSI.

-It's important. -It's my favorite show.

-I'm sorry. -Who would remove them?

I would.

You?

-Yes, me. -No.

I'm a nurse.

No way.

Do you want us to go to a dentist and say, "Pull all my teeth"?

He'd say, "What for, dumbass?"

Imagine that.

Anyone would be suspicious.

Listen, it's general anesthesia.

They'd remove your teeth one by one

and then replace them.

It's complicated.

If the notary thing works, we're good.

No anesthesia, no teeth, no pulling out anything.

In any case, I'll prepare and get supplies--

What for? I already said it'll work out.

-Just in case. -I said it.

But, Cristina, I said it'll work.

-Fine. -I swear this will work out.

Your teeth will be pulled out, whether it's by me or someone else.

Mom!

For fuck's sake!

Mom!

Mom!

-What is it? -Mom.

-No. -Why are there two corpses now?

Are we serial killers or what, Mom?

No, come. Let me explain. Listen.

This man is here for a very good cause.

-What good cause? -I'll explain.

Who let you bring him?

-What's going on? -She was in the cellar.

You were supposed to keep an eye on her.

-Why don't you explain? -Yes. It's a situation…

He's a political refugee from Chechnya.

He's from Chechnya.

There's an unclear issue with an inheritance

because his family disappeared.

He's an organ donor.

He has a card.

-Yes, but Moi-- -Why is he here?

-'Cause he's a donor. -Because--

-First call! We're leaving. -Wait. Sorry, I gotta go.

-What? You're going with her? -Yes, and Georgie too.

No, my son stays here.

No, he's coming with me.

Moi is my assistant, and Georgie will be Marlon Brando.

But, Mom,

didn't you say that, with a little push,

I could be a better actor than Giménez Cacho?

-Exactly. -Are you really gonna do the casting?

It's bullshit.

Don't insult the only person who's had the best ideas of the entire team.

Okay, listen.

Sweetie, if you want to go, then go.

Have lots of fun 'cause making mistakes is how we learn, right?

Don't worry, Georgie. Every actor has an overbearing mother.

-Luciana. -Let's go.

-That was harsh. -Welcome to acting.

-Have lots of fun. -You're the one who's bad, Moisés.

Okay, sweetie.

-I don't get it. -I'll explain.

Look, Jorgito.

Theater is where true actors are made.

Down in the mud.

It sucks.

-I'm so excited. -Right?

So many came.

I don't know when we'll finish.

-We'll audition them all? -All of them.

I'm so excited!

LUCIANA FLORES PRESENTS GREAT AUDITION TODAY

Lucy!

You sure look elegant.

I'm so excited! I'm thrilled!

I have goose bumps! I'm so thrilled!

See those racks of clothes?

Choose whatever you want.

You can be whoever you want to be.

Georgie, I'm sure we'll find your grandpa's look-alike.

Feel the energy.

Sense the smell.

Musty?

No. Well, yes, musty.

But you can feel the applause, the actors' energy.

A round of applause! Thank you.

Wonderful! I love it!

Oh!

Second call!

Actors, get ready!

Wait.

I can't see anything.

It's upside down.

Mrs. Olga says that her neighbor, Cristina Ruiz,

has a corpse there.

And I think I see a head. Look.

-Where? -There.

There. No… here.

This is blurrier than a hoax UFO video.

I can't see shit.

Ordóñez.

The complainant threatened to tweet the prosecutor.

Do you know what a mess that'd be?

Are we going to accuse a pretty woman, a single mom,

who's impeccable, a role model, and has amazing hair?

-Oh, we wouldn't, honey. -No.

Well, if you want to rescue your hot single mother with amazing hair,

bring me evidence that Mrs. Olga is nuts.

-And we'll drop the issue. -All right.

You're from the Mexico City Criminal Unit, right?

Of course.

Then open a criminal investigation. Earn your pay, honey!

-Come on, get to work! -I'm on it.

-Just take one. -I'll take this one.

-Move! -Shit.

This is useless. Goddamn Olga.

The photo is upside down.

So what do you suggest?

I don't know. Jana isn't stupid.

I'm not saying that, but she's a child.

You can't go around fooling people.

But I won't traumatize her either.

Cool. Then do whatever you want.

But I won't help you.

Fine. This isn't the solution my mom asked us to come up with.

Stupid Toto.

"THE SHELTER" NURSING HOME

No shit. You ended up babysitting grandpas?

I'm a nurse.

It's the same thing.

I mean, a shitty job.

That's what happens when you run away and abandon your family.

Listen, I didn't run away from home.

Dad kicked me out 'cause I wouldn't abort Jorge.

No shit!