Chasing Papi Page #2

Take your car? Si,|- here we go.

To los angeles? Ricky, I can't.|You know I've got to work.

Oh, no, no, no!|Mi amor, no!

Of course, I love you. Okay-okay, here.|Tell me the name again.

No, ricky. Okay, I promise.

Ricky, when am I gonna|see you again? Hello?

Cancer!

As beautiful as I looked|the one and only time I wore it.

So please explain to me one more time|why I'm trying on yourwedding dress.

Because it pays to be prepared,|my baby, mmm?

Patricia, I don't wantyou pulling|another stunt like last night.

Mother, please. I was just|trying to have some fun.

One day... when you are|well taken care of...

you'll thank me, baby.

I am a grownup.|I can take care of myself.

Really? Remember that|on your next shopping spree.

Venus the planet|oflove and romance...

is transiting overyour sign.

The moment is perfect|to love andbe loved,

it's okay to work, work, work.|But now, you need love.

Surprise yourself,|surprise the man of your life,

Li bra...

Gloria! I -i -i 'm so glad|you're here.

Would you book me on the flight tomorrow|for los angeles? Aisle seat, exit row.

Thank you.|- You got it.

You know,|Walter's never wrong.

What does the brain surgeon|want now?

He says he wants me to take|this car to los angeles.

He sold it over the internet.

Why doesn't he do it himself?|- How would I know?

I didn't even know he had a computer.|- Scorpio...

oh! Shh. Shh. Shh.|- Danger is,,,

in your house of love!

Listen carefully.|The moment is to be aware.

Surprise him|before another girl...

can steal this man from you.

Fala, where did you say|you had to take ricky's car?

Los angeles. I have to meet|somebody named "rodrigo"...

at a parking lot on hollywood boulevard on|saturday at noon and give him the car.

Ricky said it was very important.

He said he'd kill me|if I screwed up.

Tell you what, fala.|I'll take the car to los angeles.

Oh, you would? Really?

Oh, Cici, thank god.|Because I've never been out of Miami.

Wait a minute. Neither have you.|- I'll figure it out.

You will do this for me?|- Yeah, sure. What are friends for?

Ay, you know what?|You could get discovered?

Like at a restaurant...|oh, my god. Get your toes done.

I can't believe she's making me|try on wedding dresses.

I'm not even engaged.

Capricorn:
Don't let others|decide your life for you,

make your own future,

How are you?|- Hey, how's it going?

How are you?|- Hey, how's it going?

Good morning, Mr. Fuentes,|- Good morning.

Hello.

Hi, mary.|Any important messages?

Nothing important, but Miss Cici,|Miss Lorena and Miss patricia...

have all called several times.

Oh, no.

Mr. Fuentes, you're sick.

Uh, I'm fine.

Oh, thank you, mary.

You're very good to me.

Uh, let me askyou|something, mary.

What would you do|if your boyfriend...

I've never had|a boyfriend, sir.

Well, if you had one.

What would you do|if you found out that...

he was going out|with another girl...

Or three?

I would get him, like, la llorona.

They're all waiting in the conference room.|- What?

The momento account.|Ms. James?

You rpresentation?

After months o fresearch|in our key three cities...

Miami, Chicago and new york.

We are convinced that momento|will be a tremendous domestic success...

which we can platform|into international markets.

This perfume embodies|the many attributes of a woman...

strength andintelligence,,,

uh, sassiness and sexuality...

Also class...

and beauty.

Enough! Enough!

I love you! I love you all!|I love you! I do!

What?

What?

Well, your blood pressure|is very high, Tomas.

What seems to be the problem now?|- Pain in my left eye.

I'm light-headed, dizzy.

It's like there's no blood|reaching my brain.

Ah, well,|sounds like stress.

Uh, work problems?

Uh, I'm dating three women.

Well, guess we know|where all the blood is then.

I didn't plan this!|All three are so different...

so beautiful,|so... so special.

You'd better choose one, or|you're gonna wearyourself out.

How can you choose between the colors|of nature's beautiful flowers?

How? Besides, they'd be heartbroken,|and I'd be dead.

Well, you may die from exhaustion.

So, um,|what are their names?

Cici, patricia y Lorena.

I'm married to a woman|named Bertha.

Bertha? Hmm.

Choose one.

Now, what name are you hoping for?|- I don't know. Who is it?

What matters is who are|you hoping it is?

Quick!|- Uh, I don't know. Who is it?

That's your conscious self talking.|Your subconscious knows what you really want.

Quick!|- Can'tyou just read it? Please?

That's not the point.|Your blood pressure is way too high.

We'll try some tranquilizers|until you can work everything out.

Until then, no driving,|no alcohol and, most important...

No women.|- What?

I'm gonna write one|for myself.

Now take out the third|and seventh paragraphs.

Yes.|Give me one second.

Okay.|Now read it back to me.

The rest sounds fine.|Have them sign and circulate it.

Amor?

Thank you.|- You're welcome.

Sit. Good girl.

Agent Quinn?|Yeah, it's Carmen,

yeah, she just pulled up|to someone's house.

Uh, no. I don't think|it's one of theirs.

You stay.

Good dog!

Surprise, papi!

What's going on?|What's happening?

What are you doing|in my lingerie?

Your lingerie?|Open your fake eyes, honey!

He obviously gave this little|number to all of us.

But only one of us is doing it justice!|- But he's mine! He's mine!

Then, why is he in Miami|on monday giving me this?

Well, tuesday|he was in Chicago.

Wednesday, New York.

Este walter told me that a venus|hootchie was moving in on my man!

What doyou mean your man? Not that I would|ever watch... what's his name? Walter?

I assure you that hootchie venus|he was referring to is not me.

It's you! And you!

This is ludicrous.|Tomas would not cheat on me...

with some bookworm|and a maid.

I'm the maid, and I'm gonna wipe|the floor with you!

This whole thing's so absurd!|- Especially, since Tomas and I are engaged.

Tomas Fuentes bought you that ring?|- Yeah.

Nice! Cubic zirconium.

For 10 bucks I can get you a matching pair of earrings.|- Wait a minute,

that's a... that's a pinky ring!

You better get back to the castle, princess,|before you turn into a pumpkin!

Well, at least it's real,|which is more than I can say for some...

other things in this room.|- That's it!

I'll shove your tiara right upyour...

Hold it! Hold it!|- Psycho.

This is just perfect! Tomas Fuentes cheats|on us, and we fight with each other?

This man,|as we have witnessed,,,

he is deceiving,|he is conniving...

and he is untrustworthy!

Have we no pride, girls?

He doesn't deserve us!

I'm with the bookworm.|My mom always said...

"lfa man cheats on you,|he doesn't respect you."

I propose that we walk out ofhere,|and we never look back.

We should wait here|and give him a heart attack.

No, no, no, no. We must cease|and desist of all contact whatsoever.

That's what he deserves.|- Cracked huevos is what he deserves.

But I like your plan...|it's subtle.

And subtle's|your middle name.

As of this moment, we agree|to be honest in our intention...

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