Selena: The Series

Drum kit last.

No equipment inside the bus. Dad doesn't want to ruin the new interior.

Okay, guys, we're classing this act up.

Black jeans or casual for places we've played before…

…and nice pants are for cities we play for the first time,

so they think we're a big deal.

They'll think we're waiters, no?

We play a wedding, someone's asking me for more bread.

Guys, no more weddings.

We're on a major label now. We're big time.

Aww, I miss weddings.

We got good food.

Aww, I'll still play your wedding.

Aww, and I'll play yours too.

New roadies, let's go!

You two roadies are gonna be in the roadie van following during the tour.

We leave in an hour.

-Do the two of you know the rules? -Yes, sir.

So what happens if I catch you drinking and doing drugs?

You fire us.

No, first, I kick your butt, and then, if there's anything left,

then I will fire you.

-Go. -Okay.

Am I late?

That's not gonna work out.

He was five minutes late. Why don't you like him?

-Is it the hair? -It's a feeling.

He's like…

one of the guys that I used to run with in the streets,

and I would've never let any of those guys on a bus with my family.

Dad, there are no other guitars to get.

Not as good as Chris and not in time for this tour.

Clean him up at least.

-Hey. -Hey, what's up?

Welcome to our home away from home.

Thanks.

-Uh, anywhere, Selena? -Uh, yeah, anywhere's fine.

Uh, just not there.

No, no. No.

Now, you're just messing with me.

I am. I'm messing with you. You can put it anywhere.

Okay.

- Selena. - Yeah.

- Hi. - Hey.

Did you get your bag?

Okay. We're leaving in a few.

Behar called.

-About the record? -No, the next one.

He wants to get everyone excited,

so he's gonna need three new demo songs right away.

Three?

I have stuff from the last record, so…

No, it has to be different.

Different how?

Different sounds.

More variety.

Cumbias, rancheras… mix it up.

You make the same album, you're just gonna sell the same number to the same people.

Okay.

But not so different that it's not us.

Right.

But do we ever just get to, you know…

enjoy it?

That's a very good question, son,

but not one for your father to answer.

Dad wants you cleaned up, so we're cleaning you up.

I know we just met, but this is happening.

Yeah, I know.

-It looks good. You're gonna thank us. -I don't think so.

This is the status quo.

-Just leave it. -No, we can leave it exactly like it.

Whoo!

I'm here! I'm late. I'm so sorry, guys. We gotta go?

Thank you, Ricky. Aww!

Oh, there she goes!

Look at those moves.

Aww!

Excuse me.

I think you're out of this CD.

Good to restock.

Excuse me.

So, just the four bottles of hairspray?

- It's less than six. - Okay.

-Just the eight bags of rhinestones? -Thank you.

Thanks, Dad.

One?

I didn't even take 'em all.

What?

Hey. I got a song.

-Have you been to bed yet? -No. Come, listen.

Wait, let me get Sel.

I-- I thought I had more.

No. No, it's good.

No, it's just…

I had this great idea in the middle of the night and…

I don't know. I'm sorry.

You'll find it, brother.

You're tired.

Go to bed.

Ugh, it's too early for a writing session.

Do you always do that?

No.

I mean…

- I hope not. - Me, either.

I'll see you later.

-Hey. Breakfast? -Yeah.

They have real bacon.

That's so pretty. I know that.

-"More Than Words." No way! -Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Look.

No way.

Yeah. I bought it 'cause I really like that song.

But the rest of it is like… really heavy metal.

Yeah, well, it's kinda like when people bought "Every Rose Has Its Thorn"

and then flipped it to the B side and immediately blew their speakers out.

Yeah.

I guess everybody has a B side.

Nobody's just one thing.

US forces surrounded the Vatican embassy in Panama City yesterday,

and began blasting American music night and day.

Songs by Bon Jovi and Guns N' Roses were in the rotation

as an attempt to make Manuel Noriega surrender…

Aww, man, how can we get one of our songs on that list?

Hey.

Hello.

José.

How are you?

I don't think anybody's ever done that.

Him.

-Nobody. -I'm gonna tell everybody…

Hey, Abraham.

What do you think you're doing?

-What have I told you? -I know.

If we don't let the guys blow off some steam,

they won't last the rest of the tour.

When they are with us, they represent us.

They represent our family.

They can blow off steam on their own time, not on mine.

Got it?

Yeah.

Come here.

I was coming to tell you that I just spoke with Behar.

He's gonna have bigwigs from the pop world

come and see us at the TMAs to help us get the crossover record.

That's good. That's good, right?

Yes, but I want us to show them something that they haven't seen yet.

-I've been working on new songs-- -No, something different.

More different?

Something they could imagine us doing on an English record. Modern.

-But in Spanish still? -Of course, in Spanish.

Okay, so by when?

Well, we have to write it…

record it, rehearse it, so…

Now.

Yes, now.

You got this, son.

Oh, my God, this song again!

Okay.

I need to do this, all right?

I hate to be that guy all the time, but I am.

Sorry, thank you.

Try slowing it, like, a little.

Hmm. No. Faster again.

Nah, slower was better.

You think famous songwriters just look at the keyboard one day and think,

"That's it. I'm dry. No more"?

Huh. Sure.

Then someone comes around for the rent, and they get back at it.

Mm. Your new dance moves on stage are looking so good.

Thank you.

If I have to stare at her backside all night, I at least want a quality show.

I always feel so alone out there, though.

Like the girl who hits the dance floor at a wedding and nobody comes out.

Well, Pete dances. Why don't you have him do it with you?

Yeah.

Whenever you guys sing duets, the ladies go crazy.

-Everyone probably thinks you're together. -Me and Pete?

No. I mean…

I like him, but he's not my type.

Plus, he's in the band, so…

Yes, that's true.

Order ready!

You need backup dancers.

Hmm. Hey, like Madonna.

Or Paula Abdul.

Oh, I should totally have backup dancers. Not many, though. Like, six.

Six backup dancers, Sel?

Six or eight.

That's such a good idea. I'm gonna tell my dad you thought of it.

Please don't.

They're asking for something different, but not too different,

that they can imagine in English, but in Spanish.

Sure, no problem.

I'm so wiped out, man.

What about something already in English that we turn into Spanish?

Okay.

Remember that song we did for the English demo

the one the record guys hated?

Was it the beat?

They didn't "hate it."