Mama Cake (2024) s01e03 Episode Script

1
The characters, plot, situations
and stories are purely fictional.
Any resemblance to fact
is purely coincidental.
[Hans] 20 kilos.
They stole 20 kilos.
From under my nose.
[loudly] 20 kilos!
And that miserable thief is among us.
And I will not let this go.
Don't assume things, boss.
Nobody makes fun of me.
[tense music playing]
AUGUS
MAY - JUNE - JULY
AUGUS
[Hans] That's it.
-Congratulations, Morro.
-[Morro chuckles]
-You're killing it, in killing.
-That's right.
Look.
I need you to help me unmask this thief.
Those 20 kilos of weed have to come back.
And we'll have to cut off
the bastard's hands for thieving.
-Do you hear me?
-Yes, boss.
Don't worry. Right?
Yeah.
Come here, boys!
Three cheers for Morro!
HITMAN OF THE MONTH
[all] Hip, hip, hooray!
Morro, Morro, go, go, go!
-[all cheering]
-Bravo!
-[all clapping]
-[mouthing]
-[man 1] Cheers.
-[man 2] Cheers.
[theme music playing]
[Morro] What's up, girl?
What?
I came to see how our business is doing.
And if you need anyone,
I'm good with a blender.
Right?
[chuckles] What's up, kid?
What's up, Morro?
[Morro] Surprised to see you here.
Why? I live here.
-Morro?
-[Morro] That's me.
We don't need help or supervision here.
Achoo, achoo, achoo. [laughs]
Don't you know I'm the good guy here?
-[chuckling] Yes, you always say that
-Yes.
but then it's a lot
of blah-blah with you.
In fact, why don't we settle
some unfinished business?
If you'll excuse us, this is between us.
-[mouthing]
-What? What unfinished business?
What do you have to say?
-About what?
-You stood me up at the festival.
Come on, Xiadani.
That was a long time ago
-What?
-I'm here for business.
Hurry, go after the truck.
-We don't want him to find out.
-Right.
-That way!
-Yes, okay, don't worry.
[sighing in despair]
Ah! [chuckles nervously]
[stutters] Do you want
anything else, dear?
-I'll be in my room.
-[chuckling] Perfect.
Thanks.
[Morro] Don't lecture me.
-You replaced me with someone else.
-[Morro] Who else?
-You're not fooling me.
-[Morro scoffs]
-[Xiadani] Your friends already told me.
-Which friends?
[Xiadani] There's someone else.
Come on, who?
Hey!
You go everywhere with her.
[Morro] No. Where would I take her?
And she even sleeps in your bed.
[laughs] No way.
The guys are just gossips. I swear.
[Xiadani] And they told me
the name of this home-wrecker.
Really? What's their name?
Camila.
-What a name!
-[laughing]
Camila? Stop it, Xiadani.
-Do you want to meet her?
-[Xiadani] Yes.
-You're getting a little angry.
-Yes.
[Morro] Okay,
I'm going to introduce you to her.
Look. Meet Camila.
What's up?
What do you think?
-Hmm?
-Uh
No, well, lovely.
-Eh? See why I have to sleep with her?
-[Xiadani] Yes.
-For security. [chuckles]
-[Morro] Yes.
-She's shiny.
-Yes.
-Give her a kiss?
-[Xiadani] No.
Come on. Just a little one.
Thank you. No, what are you thinking?
I'll get it dirty. [chuckles nervously]
[María] No, Morro!
No, put that away.
Put that away, please.
Please. [stuttering]
Whatever Jorge told you, it's okay.
And the percentage you agreed on.
It's perfect. Perfect.
I'm in.
-[Xiadani] You're in?
-Ah! Okay. I'm glad, ma'am.
Because guess what?
I'm going to need
my first batch of cakes today.
My partner is coming.
And I want him
to try your special delicacies.
How nice.
[Morro] Okay, write it down.
-Look, write it down.
-Oh. Right.
I'd like about three muffins.
Throw in two brioches too.
A sweet cake.
Or two.
If the lady allows.
-[laughs]
-[chuckles nervously]
And give me a dozen
of those cinnamon sugar donuts.
Well-filled, of course.
Make it clear
that you have a heavy hand, boss.
-Okay?
-[Xiadani] Hmm.
Okay, I'll see you soon, eh?
-What are we going to do?
-How should I know?
-[Morro] María!
-Eh?
Give me something sweet
to make me lick my lips.
-[chuckles] Okay? Cool.
-[María chuckles nervously]
We have some bulls-eyes if you want.
-María.
-[chuckles]
"Hitman of the month." [smacks lips]
No way. What's next?
Secret Santa, Valentine's Day?
-[laughs]
-You underestimate him.
Hans has his issues,
but he's very dangerous.
Yeah? We're more so.
Are we going to be selling
the 20 kilos to become independent?
You have enemies out to get you.
It's not like you're very popular.
The only one who looks after you is Hans.
Look, you're underestimating me. Hmm?
I'm going to get Hans out of the way.
When I do that, I'll be number one.
Everyone will listen to me.
He has a gang to protect him.
Won't the Asians come for your head?
I don't think so.
Do you know why?
Because that guy
is going to die of natural causes.
Or, better yet, from a narco's high.
What's that?
Well, being allergic to your own product.
[laughs and exclaims]
[sighs] I don't know.
Come on.
You stay calm and I'll worry, buddy.
Why are you making
false promises to Morro?
He had a gun in your face.
I needed to buy time
while Jorge finds his merchandise
so we can get out of this.
And if he doesn't find it,
how are we going to make the cakes for
-for the nursing home.
-The nuns.
For the nuns and the nursing home.
We have two orders.
For the nursing home and for the nuns.
You can see how special they are.
[María] Yes, I'm going to look.
Poncho, can you get
the mixer down for me, please?
-Sure.
-[María] I can't reach it.
[chuckles]
[mouthing] Now what?
[mouthing] Yes.
[in normal voice] Hey,
María, do you need butter?
[in normal voice] Butter! Of course.
[Poncho] I was going out. If you want
-Yes.
-[María] Thank you!
Yes, thank you.
You know what, let me take advantage.
Can I make you a list
of things to bring me, please?
I'd really appreciate it.
-We need two sticks of butter.
-[Poncho] Mmm-hmm.
-Big ones. Without salt.
-[Xiadani] Big ones.
-Yes, for the loaves.
-[María] Sugar.
-Brown sugar. Eggs.
-[Xiadani] Yes, we need them.
[María] About A small box, a dozen.
-Eh?
-[Poncho] Mmm-hmm.
And some oranges for the zest.
That's it. Here's the list.
I'll give you some money.
-All this?
-[María] Yes, all that.
I'll give you some money.
This should be enough.
Can you bring me the receipt?
To check expenses.
Let me see.
-Thank you.
-Such a favor. [chuckles]
-What a nice break.
-[Xiadani] Take it easy.
Don't worry. Take your time.
We'll be here.
Don't worry. Yes, go. Whenever you want.
We have a couple of hours
until Poncho returns
to make the cakes for Morro.
But what with, María?
[sighs] I still have some of my girls.
I saved for an emergency.
[laughs excitedly]
[exhales]
[man speaking in video]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Poncho grunts]
-Stop!
-[Poncho exclaims]
-Wait.
-[Natalia] You again?
Are you stalking me?
Do you do vagal maneuvers?
It's a carotid massage. Look, you have
That's enough.
You can do it yourself.
[breathing heavily] Or you can
also do the Valsalva maneuver.
That consists of
VAGAL MANEUVERS
you exhale, cover your nose.
And if you do it squatting,
it works much better.
Or you can pour water on yourself.
This lowers your heart rate.
There are several ways
you can reduce palpitations.
What's your deal?
Because you're kind of a weirdo.
No, I started researching PSVT.
You mentioned it in your room,
and I wanted to help you.
You remembered?
[Poncho] Yes, of course.
You did research to have a pretext
to get in through my window.
No.
I would have texted it to you,
but, well, I don't have your number.
Maybe this works with other girls,
but I don't need to be saved.
Sure thing. Okay.
I see you met the new neighbor.
Neighbor?
Isn't he an investor?
No. He's María's vnuk.
What?
Her grandson.
Really?
Grandson.
Where are you going?
-What's up? It's over.
-What?
Turn around.
-Give me a chance.
-You screwed up. [laughs]
-Hey. Not here.
-Not here? Huh?
Come over here.
Come here.
-Why don't you want to pay?
-I do want to pay.
The intention needs to be shown.
So.
-Yes.
-When?
Tomorrow.
Yes.
-Tomorrow.
-Yes, tomorrow.
Hans.
[grunts]
[Jorge panting]
So, what else do you want me to do?
-[doorbell rings]
-Go to all the garbage dumps if necessary.
And don't come back
until you get me that garbage!
[panting] You're not my boss.
In any case, the one
who should go get it is your grandson,
because I don't know
how he could throw away something
-that isn't even his.
-See you later.
Ah! What's up, Nati?
-Hello, María, how's everything here?
-It's going very well.
A little busy.
How about you? [chuckles nervously]
Good, me too.
Hey, I heard you had a grandson show up.
Is it true?
-Yes, he came to me.
-[laughs]
-Yes. [laughs]
-As if fallen from the sky.
-Yes, imagine, Alfonso's son.
-Hmm.
Life is funny, isn't it?
Ah, you're baking sweet cake again,
-aren't you?
-[María] Hmm.
Yummy! It's been years
since I've had some.
-[door thuds]
-[María exclaims]
-[Xiadani] What are you doing here?
-I'm back.
-[Xiadani] Hmm.
-[stuttering] How did you do it so fast?
I used an app
-so everything would be ready.
-[María] Hmm.
Ah. Blessed technology. [laughs]
[María mumbles]
-[Natalia] Hi.
-What's up?
Your pants.
[suspenseful music playing]
No, hold on.
It's not what you're thinking, okay?
Your grandson had
an accident at the party.
And I helped him with his clothes.
The funny thing is
he didn't tell me he lived here.
Even when he came to see me today.
[Xiadani chuckles]
I swear I didn't mean to.
You didn't give me time to explain.
That you are not one of the spa investors?
What? Him? An investor? [laughing]
No, as if!
It's because of him
that we're back in business.
Well, it's because Poncho gave me
the inspiration
-[Xiadani] Hmm.
-and motivation to start again.
A reason to fight.
-[laughs]
-He's helping me a lot. [chuckles]
Yes. Investor. No.
You're very serious about helping out.
[María] Yes, he's very serious about it.
Thanks for the shopping, Poncho.
-Xiadani.
-What?
[exclaims] We have a lot of cake to bake.
Wait for us in the yard?
No, I'd be delighted. Perfect.
I'd love to help too.
No, there's no need.
-We're here.
-Yes.
You seem overwhelmed with so much to do.
-Let us give you a hand.
-Yes.
I promise you
that baking is tedious and very boring.
[Natalia] Look, I'd love to.
With so much stress in the military,
it'll relax me.
You hear only about violence all the time.
The fight against cartels, raids,
-tracking shipments.
-[exclaims worriedly]
[Natalia] The sniffer dogs
to detect drugs.
-You know.
-[worriedly] Hmm.
Ah [chuckles nervously]
-It's made with thyme. Delicious.
-No, it's something special. [laughs]
[mumbles incoherently]
-[exclaims and chuckles]
-[drawer opens and closes]
-[exhaling]
-[María mumbling]
Shall I tie you up?
[Natalia] Thanks.
[Latin rock music playing]
I wish I knew what it's like to be you ♪
Know what you see when you look at me ♪
If I could take one thing from you ♪
[panting] A bag.
And change the expression you put on ♪
I'd like to know if it's you ♪
Know if you realize ♪
That I still exist ♪
[vocalizing]
I'd like to know if it's you ♪
Know if you realize ♪
That I still exist ♪
[gagging]
I'd like to know if it's you ♪
Only your body is still here ♪
-Freshly baked sweet cake.
-[all exclaiming]
-How does it smell?
-It smells delicious.
They look so spongy.
-Get your hands off them.
-Ah!
First, we have to separate the space ones.
The special ones for the nuns.
That's right. They'll be here soon.
We have to pack them up.
-[sniffs and exclaims]
-Nuns go out at night?
-[María] Yes.
-Yes, they're not like they used to be.
Many work late.
What do they do?
Well, various things
to support the convent.
Like what?
Uh Look, here.
I'm going to the bathroom.
The nuns go out at night
to feed the needy.
The beggars on the street.
I went to help them once.
Ah, so you like stimulating work.
[exclaiming] No, I don't do stimulants.
No, nothing like that.
Or glue, or rubber cement,
or poppers, or vaping, or any of that.
-Okay, that's it.
-[Natalia chuckles]
These two baskets are the orders.
-You can't take any from here.
-Mmm.
But everything else, as much as you want.
-I want this one.
-[Xiadani] Mmm.
-I think this one.
-That's it.
-[Xiadani exclaiming]
-[Poncho] Hmm.
This cake is made
by the angels themselves.
-[Natalia] It's delicious. Yummy.
-[Poncho clearing throat]
What's wrong?
-What are you saying?
-I can't understand with your mouth full.
Are you okay?
-[María] What's wrong?
-[gasps]
What is it? What's wrong, dear?
-[Xiadani] He's choking!
-Help him!
-Why me?
-You're a nurse.
Right.
-Pass me a spoon, I can't see anything.
-[coughs]
No! No.
-The Heimlich maneuver.
-[gasps and coughs]
-[Xiadani screams]
-[retching]
-[Natalia] Better?
-No!
-What is it?
-What's wrong?
-Now what? What is it?
-[gasping]
-[Xiadani] No!
-[María exclaiming]
-Poncho!
-What happened?
-[María whimpering]
-[Poncho straining]
His jacket.
[Xiadani] You didn't give him
one of the nuns' cakes?
Of course not!
This is an epinephrine auto-injector.
I said your grandson was a drug addict!
-Shut up!
-Of course not! It's for severe allergies.
-What he has is anaphylaxis.
-Oh, my God.
Inject it immediately.
-Yes, I'm the nurse, I know!
-[knocking at door]
Knock at the door! Coming! I'll get it!
Morro, now is not the time.
[Morro] What's wrong, honey?
Now is not a good time for you to be here.
Not glad to see me?
[Xiadani] The kid is having a stroke.
I saw. What did he take?
Nothing. Anaphylaxis overdose
or something like that.
[gasping]
[inhales sharply]
[breathing heavily]
What happened?
Morro!
-[Morro] Hey.
-Nice to see you here.
I just came for my order.
That's what I wanted to talk to you about.
We had a small problem.
What do you mean, a small problem?
If you don't have my order ready
It's not that. We ran out of gas.
But we had some reserves
and your order is ready.
Give him his cake and get him out!
-Don't talk to me like that either.
-Wait.
[María] Poncho, do you feel better?
Breathe. Slowly.
Breathe, dear, breathe.
What delicious buns, right?
A little respect. That's my daughter.
What's wrong, father-in-law?
I mean the ones up there.
[exclaims and laughs] Really.
-Ah Here.
-[Xiadani chuckles nervously]
Okay, thanks a lot for coming.
Take care of yourself.
-A little kiss?
-[Xiadani] No, man.
-[Morro] Farewell.
-[door opens]
[door closes]
[Jorge] Hey, honey.
I have a great idea.
How about dinner in the room
and for dessert we eat
this delicious muffin, eh?
That's a cheap bakery muffin.
I'm not piling on calories like an idiot.
Besides, I have a dinner party.
I can't go in full glycemic spike.
-Are you going out again?
-[sighs]
[dramatic music playing]
[coughs] Damn. I didn't know
that cake had almond milk in it.
-And, well, I have a lot of allergies.
-Don't talk anymore.
Well, I feel very guilty.
Guilty?
That's for stealing and getting caught.
Or telling lies.
About that,
-with my grandmother
-[Natalia] Hey.
Can we continue
this conversation later, hmm?
Besides [chuckles softly]
now you have my number. Bye.
Oh Thank you so much, Nati.
I don't know what we'd have done
without you. Really, thank you.
Thanks to you for sharing
your recipes and your cakes.
They were delicious, I swear.
[chuckles] Thanks.
[cellphone ringing]
Um
-[cellphone chimes]
-[María humming]
-Hello?
-[Wences on phone] Hello, María.
This is Mr. Wenceslao.
Yes, I know that.
How are you?
Happy with the basket you sent us.
I promise we'll buy cake from you
at least once a week.
Everyone is delighted.
Your muffins go very well
with the evening's cocoa.
Can you believe all they give us here is
cold jelly and dry cookies?
Ah. Thank you very much.
You don't know how much
that helps, Wences. Thanks.
Whatever it takes
just to bite your cupcake.
[María exclaims]
[gasps softly] Oh, Wences. [giggles]
-That could be really misinterpreted.
-[Wences] Hey.
It's true.
But seriously,
what gives me the most pleasure
is seeing Mama Cake open its doors again.
I'm going to send the basket
and the money with Xiadani.
But tell me something,
can I keep the ribbon?
Oh, you. Of course you can.
No.
Wait, sorry, what ribbon?
[Wences] Well,
the one you put on the basket.
What a cute touch. Thank you so much.
[stuttering] No, hang on, wait.
Does the basket have a red ribbon?
-[Wences] Red like your lips.
-No.
Put that girl on immediately.
[Wences] Xiadani, for you.
-Yes?
-[María] Xiadani,
you took the wrong basket!
[gasps] Don't say that.
Yes. You have to make them stop
eating that cake.
[exclaims worriedly] Okay, well, I'll try.
Hey, María,
if I have the special basket,
-what did we give to Morro?
-Uh
[Hans] Seriously?
Is this all for me?
[Morro] All yours, boss.
Why? What are we celebrating?
What, boss? Come on. [chuckles]
What are we celebrating?
That I found out who took
the 20 kilos of grass.
Damn, Morro, I knew you were the man.
I know. I know I'm the man.
Right, Freddy?
Who did it?
Well, before I tell you who's
been under your nose the last few months,
why don't you eat a doughnut?
You can't say no to this treat, can you?
-[Hans] Well, it looks good.
-Eh
How is it?
[suspenseful music playing]
[mouthing]
How's the doughnut, boss?
Hmm?
-Is it working already?
-Shh.
Isn't it delicious?
Eh?
Everything all right, boss? [echoes]
[birds chirping]
[Morro] Almost there.
I told you he was allergic to his product.
Well, I think that's it, right? [laughs]
He's down!
And just to let you know,
boss, guess what?
Who do you think stole the merchandise?
Well, me. [laughs]
And it's not the first time, you hear me?
Come on, relax.
-You sure he's down?
-He's down.
Look at that!
I told you. Morro in action. [laughing]
I'll return your money,
but please let me through.
We demand an explanation!
Come over here.
Come on.
Look, these cakes
were intended for someone else. Hmm?
Because they're loaded with
grass.
Grass?
Don't play innocent.
You know, Juanita.
Ganja. Pot. Hmm?
Mary Jane. Weed. Oh
Marijuana.
Really?
Mmm There was a basket mix-up.
But if you give me some time,
I'll bring you the right one.
Okay, I see.
Let me talk to the guys.
-I don't think there'll be a problem.
-Okay.
[sighs]
Guys, this girl is in trouble
because she brought us the wrong basket.
That one wasn't for us.
It was for another customer.
[gasps]
[Wences] It would be
everyone's responsibility.
Yes?
Well, how much do we pay?
All right, I'm going to talk to her.
Let's see if she wants to.
Xiadani,
after having conferred with everyone,
we reached a conclusion.
If you leave us the whole basket,
we'll pay triple.
[exclaims] You get really good pensions.
Let's see, guys.
We're all chipping in.
[gasps softly]
[officer] Was that the first time
you tasted the special cakes
from Mama Cake?
The only thing I'd like to understand
is what drives a normal person
to live such a life.
Maybe one can never choose
how or when you will die.
But what we can choose is
how we want to live.
[Poncho clearing throat]
Uh, what's up, Poncho?
-Are you feeling better?
-María,
I've figured it all out.
There's no point in pretending anymore.
What do you mean?
I'm sure your special cake business
is going to be a great success.
I want to be a part of it.
I want to be your partner.
I want to be a partner of Mama Cake.
[dramatic music playing]
WE ARE GRATEFUL FOR
THE STELLAR PERFORMANCE FROM
[theme music playing]