The War Next-door (Guerra de vecinos)

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

When you buy some lipstick from me

you'll also get a nice board game for your whole family.

Oh, I also have adult stuff, toys.

Holy fuck!

Bad boy! Hold on. You should be looking forward

instead of spying on your passengers through this huge mirror.

See? This is what happens with UberX.

- Let's go. - Go where? No, wait...

- No! Where are you going? - Let go of my bag. This is my bag!

- Pay for my door! - Let go of my bag!

- It's a Balenciaga! What's wrong with you? - I don't care about your bag.

- Let me go! - Pay for my door. Hey!

- Hey! Wait! - You stole my Balenciaga!

Get out of my car, you punk! Get out!

Silvia! Silvia!

What is this?

- -

Fucking woman!

- Buns with pico de gallo ? - Ah.

I know, Mom. I told him to make something better

so I could post on Instagram, but no.

You serious? What are we celebrating?

I...

Okay.

Dad got laid off at work today.

- No way, Genaro! -

Today, in my Uber, my door was ripped off because of this stupid rich woman.

- What? - You all right?

Yes.

- No! - What?

Uncle was gonna teach me to drive this weekend.

Ah, don't worry about it. Look, I can borrow a car for a few hours.

- Isn't that why you went to jail, Tomás? - He only borrowed it for a few hours.

Stop defending him, Mom.

How are we gonna pay for Jani's First Communion?

That's not a problem. Really.

I don't even want it.

Don't say that, Jani, or you'll go to Hell.

Don't worry, honey. The good news is Charito from HR

told me that they're opening a new branch close to here.

- Mm. Ah. - She talked to the manager.

- I have an interview on Friday. - I think she has a crush on you, Genarito.

- Oh, no, Mom, no way. -

Smarten up, sweetheart, hmm? Or he will get stolen.

If they steal him,

they will have to reimburse what I have invested in him.

YOUR DREAM HOME

- Don't be like that, Leonor. - What's this?

This was in exchange for some anti-wrinkle cream.

It's a raffle ticket for a brand new fancy house tomorrow.

- What? - Huh?

Wait, really, this isn't for a house. It's for a mansion.

Look! There's no way we'll win.

- Hey! Stop. Quit that! - Ow!

- You're so negative. Okay? - I was kidding.

I can say goodbye to sleeping in my parents' bedroom.

Say goodbye to sleeping with your siblings too.

- - Let me see.

Look, you know that what I want the most is to give you a house like this one,

and so much more stuff, but that takes a lot of hard work. Hmm?

- This is for you. - Oh.

- Oh. - Mm.

When is your interview for that job at the new branch?

- On Thursday, my love. - On Friday!

- -

Let's see.

No way!

Ooh! No way!

No way! No way!

Now you have the keys to your new mansion, Mrs. Leonor.

Tell us, beautiful, what does it feel like to win a million-dollar mansion

for your beautiful family?

It's really...

- Uh, feels really good. - Show more emotion.

- It feels so good! - Cut!

- One more. Ah! - How about a family cheer?

- Exactly. - Yeah!

- Let's do it! - López!

Yes, sir!

"Hello." "Welcome to our house." "Thanks."

Yo! Ooh! Hey!

Hey, hey, hey! Stop recording. This is my house, okay?

Congratulate me.

I just got confirmation that the Hars will come to the event for Jenshi Palhor.

- I never received the e-vite. -

No, I'm sure you did. We even did a cleanse for a week.

Oh, and one more thing. The Caras magazine will cover the event.

- Guess who'll be on the cover? - No!

Mom! Finally!

- Yes! - Yes!

- A dude from the Academy was on the cover. - Oh, was he...

Exactly!

All my dreams are about to come true.

- Namaste. -

- -

What is this?

I think they are the raffle winners.

- Shut up. Let me see. - Yes. They finally moved in.

- Come on, let's go. - But why?

Whoa.

What's with the lame dance?

If I won a house, I wouldn't dance like that.

Honey, just be grateful

you don't need to buy a raffle ticket to win a nice house like that.

Hmm, good point, Mom.

- Let's keep going. Come this way. -

Right. Come on.

Oh, no! Why?

- Ay-ay-ay! -

This is the worst.

I'm going to tell them not to litter in the street.

Oh, hey, I'm gettin' a call. I will see you later.

- Oh, yeah, I am too. - No, no, no. Come on. Right now.

- Ugh! No, Mom, this is stupid. - Excuse me. Hello, hey.

Uh...

["El Amor de Mi Vida" by Manu Negrete playing]

- Oh, my God. - Oh, yeah. Get it.

- Oh, stop it! - Hey, there.

Excuse me, uh, this is a private street,

so you can't leave this mess here.

So please...

- You? - You?

You live here?

Of course, I do. Which house are you working for?

Oh, I'm so glad you're so funny because we are going to be neighbors.

- I'm the new owner of this house here. - Oh!

You don't say.

You're not planning on selling it?

The rules of the raffle say

that we have to live here for at least six months.

Yes? But most people cheat that.

- I won't. No. - No?

- Who's that? - This is my daughter.

She's so pretty. She is gorgeous. You look like twins.

- That's nice. - Be careful, honey.

You wouldn't want your mom to steal your boyfriend.

- To steal your boyfriend! - Funny.

- So funny, the new neighbors. Yes. - You too.

Oh, okay, well, then...

- Welcome. - Aw, thanks.

Yes, thanks, neighbor.

Silvia Espinoza de los Montero.

Leonor Salcido de López.

Salcido, like the defense player on the national team.

Mm, let's see.

- -

Good morning.

- Ooh! -

Okay.

Hey, my love, don't you think our new neighbors are kind of creepy?

I don't know! I haven't met her!

Hey, how do you feel about throwing Jani's First Communion party

here at the new house instead?

It's bigger than the party room we were gonna rent.

- What do you think? -

Okay, great! So you contact all of our guests and let them know,

and I will organize all the food.

- - So glad I asked.

Did you see that? They all showed up, their whole tribe.

Like Mennonites,

but browner.

Shh!

- - I bet they are poor...

Some very poor people from a poor neighborhood. Everything.

- Poor, poor, poor, poor. -

Oh, hey, Cat. Do you know our new neighbors?

Oh, no, ma'am. Why would I?

I live in a nice house.

That's very strange because one of them looks like Cata's ex.

- Remember? - Oh, no, Mom.

That dude was super creepy.

But didn't you ask him to unblock your number?

Let's meditate in silence.

It's fine if we don't socialize with them, you know?

That's impossible, Diego. They might be eccentric billionaires

like the Trumps or Kahwagis, okay?

- Good point. - Obviously not.

I can tell a cheap manicure from a thousand miles away.

- So trust me. -

Um, Mr. Tomás from next door brought this over.

What the fuck? What is that?

"My First Communion."

No!

- It's the same day as my event! - Mm-hmm.

- No, obviously, we're not going. - No, you're not going.

This invitation is for me,

but I'm not going either.

No, this is the work of

the devil himself.

We have to put holy water on these. That's it.

Do we really need to give away little angels?

Mm-hmm.

I don't know if I want to take First Communion.

What do you mean? Come here.