How to Be a Latin Lover
- Give it to me!
- No.
Maximo! Sara!
Your father is here.
Papa!
Papa!
Move!
I'm okay...
This is a nightmare.
I know it's horrible living here,
but we're still a family.
I don't need a family.
What I need is somewhere to live
that isn't an old wreck.
When I grow up,
I'm going to be an architect,
so I can build a big house for us.
What are you going to do?
- I'm going to sleep.
- No.
What are you going
to do for work?
I'm going to be rich,
so I don't have to work.
But Papa always said that you get
what you work for,
not what you wish for.
And look what happened to him!
- It's time to sleep, children.
- [both] We're already asleep.
Look.
This is who I'm going to be.
He didn't get that rich
without having a job.
No,no,no.
I don't want his job.
I want hers.
Talk to me, Rafa.
What's on the menu?
Take a look at lounge chair
number three.
There's a hot one
over there... super rich!
I see her, I see her.
She does look it!
Who is she?
Peggy Von Strauss.
Fifty-five, divorced...
- but she's loaded.
- Yeah?
Her family owns the biggest
supermarket chain in the United States.
She's perfect.
Have I ever told you that you
remind me of Mr. Rojas?
He was my Spanish professor in college,
with whom I had a passionate affair?
Yes, I think you
mentioned it once or twice...
or every time I see you.
I can't believe this.
After I gave her my best years,
after I gave her my youth,
after I gave her the best of me!
Of course, now that my b*obs
have sagged,
she finds someone younger than me.
I'm leaving. I'm leaving!
Look, once I cross this threshold,
I'm not! Okay.
I'm not coming back!
It's over!
It's over forever!
But she's going to miss me.
She'll miss my seeds.
Come harvest time,
she'll miss my seeds.
It's me, your brother.
Open the door, will you?
Open...
ls this for real?
You show up today,
as if it were nothing?
After you didn't even bother
coming to see our dying mother,
when that avocado tree
fell on her.
You didn't come to see
my child when he was born.
What made you think I'd have
any desire to see you?
You can't just show up like this.
I'm not opening the door for you!
I'm not--
Hey, Sara! Sarita!
- I can't believe this.
- Me neither!
You're happy to see me, right?
No!
What are you doing here?
Nothing! I wanted to see you
and my niece.
- Nephew!
- That! Niece, no? Nephew?
Niece? What did I say?
Nephew?
Nephew.
That's it, nephew.
Tell me what you want
and then beat it!
Peggy kicked me out.
She took everything.
Everything!
But wasn't everything hers
to begin with?
Okay, fine.
She kept everything.
She even kept the car I picked out
for her to buy for me
to give to her for our anniversary.
I'm sorry to hear that.
I know you're angry with me,
but... can I stay with you?
Here? Here in my house?
Yes. I have nowhere else to stay.
Really? You have honestly
lost your mind!
You're my sister!
- Oh, I'm your sister now?
- You've always been my sister!
- Oh, come on, Maximo!
- What?
I can't believe what comes
out of your mouth!
Don't be like this.
Take that!
One day and that's it.
- Come in.
- Really?
Grab your things! What, you
think I'll carry them?
This isn't a hotel!
- Hey, your apartment is nice.
- Thanks.
Like, outside it seemed
a little... but it's cool.
What's wrong? I'm armed!
I'm armed!
Shut up!
What? Are you a carpenter
or something?
When you're both the man
and the woman of the house,
you have to be a handyman
and do whatever is necessary.
I just help out when something
gets jammed,
or there's a problem in his house.
Go on, then!
I don't think they'll let me.
I look like my grandfather.
I kept it close by
like you asked me, paisano.
Thank you...
Baby, please.
F*** me.
Come on, now.
You know what it's like
to like someone! Don't you?
Mr. "I need you to grease
my door once a week."
No.
- It's not the same thing.
- 'Course it is!
- And James is just a friend!
- Oh, my God.
You're changing the subject!
I don't speak English.
Don't be an idiot.
Why With a tortilla?
Get up, lazy bum!
Goddammit.
Hugo is asleep now.
Why did you act so weird?
What's wrong?
What do you think is wrong?
I'm rusty. I don't feel ready
to go out with anyone.
When was the last time?
Five years ago.
- I mean, when was the last time you--
- Five years.
Seriously?
That's enough!
Are you serious?
Yeah. Okay?
Stop laughing-
The bakery has been closed for some time.
Your pastry is going to go stale.
You're such a jerk.
My God, what are you waiting for?
I don't know.
You like this little gringo?
You like the gringo!
So go, then!
I'm afraid.
You know what I do when I'm afraid?
Pray?
Drink.
My God, leave my bakery alone.
Don't talk to me about my bakery.
No, but seriously...
I don't know how you've managed
to go on,
in spite of all your suffering,
to keep going, to always move forward.
- Hugo.
- That's why I admire you.
I can because of Hugo.
Hugo, how?
When my husband died,
there were days
when I couldn't even breathe.
But, how do you explain to a small child
that he has to take care of himself,
because his morn wants to lock
herself in her room and cry?
You can't.
But I have a trick to cheer me up
when I'm very sad.
- Anti-depressants?
- No.
No, look...
I take any sad song,
and turn it into a salsa.
A sad song?
How about "El Triste"?
Let's go.
You're stepping on me!
Come on. Let's go! "El Triste"!
- You'll see.
- Come on!
I'm falling asleep, this isn't a salsa.
There we go!
There we go!
You see? You're not rusty!
All you need to do is relax and have fun,
that's all! Huh?
You honestly don't mind
taking him to the party?
No. It would be the greatest
honor of my life.
- Come on!
- Okay.
Send him a text.
Text him! Text him! Come on!
Text him, come on! Do it!
That's my sister! That's my sister!
Enough!
Behold the glory of God's creation.
Oh, baby!
- Did you dye your hair?
- Yep!
All of it.
I gave myself a little makeover.
Maybe next time
they can make over your brain.
I know perfectly well...
I look very good.
Very good.
I love you, stupid face.
I love you too, little sister.
Maximum, minimum.
Beautiful, like your uncle.
Oh, Jesus!
Bad friend! Coward!
You have no shame!
Sorry, I forgot the code.
ls Hugo here?
Yes, thank God. Not thanks to you.
Can I speak with him?
No.
Please?
Just let me explain.
How do you explain to a child
who opened up his heart to you
that you were only using him
to seduce the grandmother
of the girl he likes?
I can't believe that I was stupid enough
to let you humiliate him
and hurt him like that!
I'm sorry, okay?
Where is Hugo's camera?
I promise I'll get it back to you.
So, you were the one who stole it.
No, I didn't steal it.
Don't kick me out, look...
Sara, don't kick me out!
We're family!
No. You're not family.
You're nothing more than
a lazy 46 year old freeloader,
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