In Family I Trust (Gente que viene y bah)

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL MOVIE

Grown-ups always ask what you want to be when you're older.

Sometimes, it's a little annoying.

People ask me if I want to be like my mom.

The thing is, I don't know what she is.

Mom?

Mom's weird.

...a lot of help, and you won't be alone. You will see...

My mother is quite special.

Just by touching you, she knows why you're sick,

but she can't make you better.

She just sends you to the doctor with what you've got.

I don't think I want to do that when I grow up.

Mom says she doesn't want to take money from her patients,

so they pay her in leftovers.

Which is why we're always eating croquettes, empanadas, lentils, and...

Breaded ham and cheese again?

What's the problem? Breaded ham and cheese is delicious!

That's the reason why we never have money for anything.

Look!

Even so, one day, my brother came to León.

Look, your sisters!

-He was cute, but he was always crying. -Look, my love.

I don't think I want to work with kids either.

Sometimes I think I want to be a sailor,

like my father.

Nine months a year, he is on a ship.

He doesn't have to eat breaded ham and cheese every day.

Or deal with Mom's mood swings.

The truth is, I don't want to be a sailor or work with kids.

Or... whatever it is my mom does.

What I like is building stuff.

Sorry.

And one day, I'll build houses that don't fall apart.

Beautiful, super awesome houses.

That's what I'll do when I'm a grown-up.

-Bea. -What?

No news? They aren't coming?

I'm going to have a heart attack.

I read the cards three times this morning. Each time they said something different.

We're all going to be unemployed.

Don't be such a pessimist. And put those cards away already.

What happened?

You remember your proposal for the suite layout?

They loved it.

We're finalists, ladies and gentlemen!

Really?

-Congratulations. -Good job.

-We're getting that hotel. -Really?

You're the best.

Come here, Chavela.

Congratulations!

What's this? The windows open up?

This isn't the 1800s. Keep them closed.

-No, but-- -No time for buts, Bea.

Closed.

Okay?

Great.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

It went great.

Let's go.

-To us! -To us!

We're going to eat them alive tomorrow.

You don't look so happy.

Me? I'm thrilled.

This is a cause for celebration, right?

-Obviously. -Then let's get another drink.

Dani, give me another one.

Cut me off when I'm on my third.

It's a little late for that.

-Rebeca Ramos. -Who?

From Channel 3, she won the Ondas journalism award.

No, no way.

-Why? -Hang on.

Shit.

What's going on?

I'll tell you later.

-Is Víctor coming over? -Yeah.

You see who just got here?

What? No.

I knew it.

What?

All this open-minded girlfriend talk, but when the moment of truth arrives,

you flake out.

Wait, what? Slow down. I'm not flaking out.

Uh-huh.

Oh, yeah?

Fine.

Bea?

Bea!

Excuse me. Sorry.

You're Rebeca Ramos, right?

Yes.

Okay, I don't know if this happens to you a lot. I'll explain.

You know that list you make with your boyfriend,

the five celebrities he can cheat with and you won't get mad?

-I think so. -Okay.

Look, over there, that guy's my boyfriend, and you're number two on his list.

Babe, come here a second.

No, now you have to come.

Look, this is Víctor.

Hi, how are you?

Architect, dashing, a great future ahead.

And Rebeca Ramos, your lifelong dream.

Nice to meet you. Sorry to bother you, we're celebrating.

Hey, listen.

If the 50 Shades guy showed up right now,

-I wouldn't even hesitate. -I wouldn't, either.

Hey, I like her.

Done! She's all yours.

You're nuts.

Why?

Because you should only put impossible women on that list, Bea.

They should even be impossible to find.

What's he going to do? Lots of talk, but then...

-It was so sudden... -Just have a drink.

Víctor?

You're here.

Where else would I be?

Here, take this.

-Thank you. -You had quite a night, huh?

And then your snoring!

What? I don't snore!

I'm not waiting up for you today, I want to get there early and set up.

In the forecast, lots of sun this weekend...

Hey, Bea.

What if we got married?

What did you say?

We could make it legal, right?

I mean, it doesn't have to be a big blow-out wedding, but...

Did you just ask me to marry you?

Yeah.

Hey, if you want, I'll kneel, okay?

But...

I don't know, we're doing great, right?

We have to think about the future.

I mean...

Today...

we have the hotel presentation, and you decide to ask for my hand?

Today?

Yeah.

It's crazy, right?

Never mind. Forget about it.

No, I mean...

I mean, yes, it's crazy, because...

but...

Yes.

What the hell.

Yes, I accept.

Good morning.

Bea. Where were you?

I've been calling all morning. Does your phone work?

-What... I don't know. Why? -Never mind.

How are you?

Well... I'm great.

Really?

I have to tell you...

-something really important. -Right.

Víctor asked me to marry him.

What?

Yeah. I know. It wasn't on my priority list,

but I swear, when he asked this morning,

I started feeling, like, this joy and excitement...

What?

You haven't heard.

Heard what?

What's going on?

What is that?

I thought you knew.

Wait, is that Víctor?

Yes, that's Víctor.

-They're... -Yeah.

REBECA RAMOS CAUGHT

Bea, where have you been?

The clients just got here. Come on, let's go.

-Bea! -What?

Come.

Okay, let's get started with the presentation,

but to highlight the most important...

Bea.

Bea?

This hotel...

and it's double-paned, air-tight window system is shit!

It's shit!

Bea!

Please, can we talk for a moment?

There's nothing to say, Víctor.

I don't know why I did it. She asked me to take her home, and...

Women like her never look at me. My ego got in the way.

I swear, I regret it so, so much.

Is that why you asked me to marry you?

-Because you felt guilty? -No.

I'm so stupid.

And it's all my fault, and only my fault.

Well, Bea. Yeah, it is, a little bit.

You were the one who insisted

-that we talk. I didn't want to. -You've got gall.

I was drunk, Víctor. I was drunk.

-Taxi! -Bea, please listen to me.