Nothing to See Here (2023) s01e06 Episode Script

1
What can a blind man aspire to
other than what he's supposed to be?
What else can he dream of?
That's it!
That's it, go!
Acknowledge your limits.
Paralympic champion, why not?
Alexis, good!
That's it! Congratulations, son!
You just broke a world record.
They'll move you up to the next level.
I'll talk to the coach. Wait.
I'm Alexis's father.
-Alexis?
-Yes, Alexis. He's over there.
Alexis.
You want to be a true champion, Alexis?
Then let go of that board.
That's for weak kids, and you're not weak.
The coach said I'm not ready.
That's because the coach doesn't know
what you're capable of, but I do.
Are you gonna let the coach tell you
what you can or cannot do?
You're not, right?
Go on.
You can do it.
Of course, you can.
That's it!
Now, kick!
Harder, son!
Kick, son!
Kick harder!
What's going on?
Were you gonna let him drown?!
You're the one who just let him drown
the next time he falls in the water alone.
NOTHING TO SEE HERE
In my defense, I want to say that it's
the second time you've been run over.
-This one doesn't count.
-The first one doesn't either.
The first one does, but it's irrelevant.
What's so funny?
I don't know. We never know.
At least let us take you to a hospital.
You don't trust me either.
I always thought
I was making you stronger.
But now,
I realize all I've done
is put you in danger.
I'm not sure that you can
fend for yourself, Alexis.
He's not alone.
Azul, right?
How long have you known Alexis, Azul?
Three weeks?
Are you ready to take care of him?
Are you saying
I'm a fucking burden to you?
Do you have any idea
how much I've sacrificed for you?
What I missed because of you?
Alexis, have you ever asked yourself
what my dreams were when I was your age?
What was my dream before I was a mom?
No, you don't know!
Because that's what moms
are supposed to be, right? Moms!
We have dreams too,
and I abandoned them for you.
I wanted to be a photographer!
So before you throw a tantrum
about not wanting to be born,
because you're 27 years old now, Alexis,
twenty-seven years,
try showing a little gratitude
for what we've done for you.
Just a little.
Remember when I found out I was different?
You were five.
I asked you if there was
something wrong with me.
You said there wasn't,
and I should never think that.
And I believed you, I really did.
I thought I wasn't different.
Until now.
You are, Alexis.
And if you want to live as if you aren't,
you'll have to try harder.
I'm not going back to Querétaro.
I don't need your help. You can go.
-Take care of him.
-It's late.
Take care of him.
God damn,
your parents sure are fucking crazy.
Legal counsel.
Can we have a talk between lawyers?
Between lawyers? You're a lawyer too?
Sure, I've been in jail six times.
It's the best place to learn law.
I certify and legalize.
Look, Attorney Carmen, right?
My client here, needs to know
why your client
is so afraid of Civil Protection.
What did he do to cause such enmity?
-Ill will.
-That too.
We know Alexis's father opened a cesspit
that we want to close.
But first, we need to know
what's behind all this, right?
Whatever's behind
that cesspit is our business.
Yeah!
Well, I'm sure
it's something we can solve.
-Everything is solvable.
-Of course.
-I'll call off the contest.
-What?
You'll postpone the contest?
Call off the contest.
Postpone. Is that right?
Call off the contest!
Look, you fucking toupéed prick.
It'll take me three days
to find the dirt you've got
and another three days to solve it,
so my buddy can perform.
-So, you'll call off--
-Postpone.
Postpone the contest for one week.
Am I clear?
I can postpone it a year if you want.
No one will care.
Besides, only two contestants
were scheduled to perform today.
-One guy and fucking Little Egg Eyes.
-Hey, asshole!
Then call him back and say it's on.
Go on.
I'll postpone it for a week.
I still have to hold the award ceremony.
Very well, see you in three days.
Four. We need
more days for the investigation.
Oh, make it five to give us some leeway.
Five.
-Five days.
-Five days.
All right, go.
-Thank you, counsel.
-See you.
LA RIVIERA MOTEL
Four days of inquiry
and no one wants to talk.
Maybe it happened a long time ago.
I think I know who'll talk.
But I've gotta go alone. See you later.
I'm fucking starving.
I'm grabbing some food.
Well, I'm totally beat.
See you guys later
Cool. Give me that.
I loved your photographs.
How long will you give me
the silent treatment?
-Remember when I took this one?
-Yes.
It was when Alexis turned ten.
It was the last photo I took.
You should go back to photography.
Where are you going?
Have you prepared anything
in case they let you perform?
A routine or something?
Or an apology in case you fuck up?
What? You think I'm gonna fuck up?
I fear it'll be like
the dog that catches the car.
What's that?
You don't know the one about the dog?
-No.
-He catches the car and does nothing.
What if you find out you're no good?
What then?
Why are you tripping on me now?
Because the contest is tomorrow,
and you haven't prepared anything.
It's 30 minutes.
I'll improvise like I always do.
Are you saying you don't trust me either?
That's not it.
I've been thinking
about what your mom said.
About what?
About you having to work harder
to prove you're not
different.
But I disagree.
You have to work harder
to prove that you are different.
And that's cool.
It's probably made out of dogs
but it's the cheapest thing I could find.
Azul!
Killer?
-Did she say Killer?
-She did.
Hey, asshole!
No!
I come in peace.
I wanna be friends.
We're good, thanks.
What the fuck are you doing here?
How did you find me?
I saw you in the street.
I've been following you for two blocks.
You walk so fast.
Or you're just out of shape.
I sent you like 50 messages.
So what? Didn't you notice I blocked you?
Remember the producer that did my record?
Quique.
He heard you at The Underground.
He won't stop talking about you.
For real?
We're gonna do another record.
He wants us to collaborate.
You and me?
There'll be a lot of tours.
It's gonna be great.
All the free drinks you can have.
How do I know this isn't just another one
of your tricks to get me back?
-You're still with the blind guy?
-His name is Alexis.
He's no good for you.
Blind guys are high-maintenance.
I googled it.
He'll ask you to dress him.
He'll ask you
if his face is shaved and stuff.
They're the worst partners, girl.
I did my research.
Hey, that's my problem. Stay out of it.
Okay, fine.
What's it gonna be?
Are you in?
I'll think about it.
Don't take too long, you know?
There's a party
at Quique's place tomorrow.
He wants to meet you.
Tomorrow's the contest.
What contest?
No way, I can't tomorrow.
This is important, Azul.
These people don't take no for an answer.
He could back out.
-I told you I'll think about it.
-I'll send you the location.
Guys, I wish I'd had a measuring tape.
I think I just broke a fucking record.
Why the long faces?
What's up?
I just ran into an asshole who looked like
the guy from The Underground.
Did you find out what happened?
You can't even imagine.
Cockfights?
For real, fucking Chocho?
-How the hell did you find out?
-Someone squealed.
I needed some extra cash.
Okay? And the bar wasn't doing well.
So we held cockfights on Sundays. So what.
Menchaca is the Civil Protection inspector
who caught me.
I invited him to partner up with me.
And I gave him Pánfilo.
Pánfilo?
A hell of a cock.
He won 27 fights.
It was a great business for two years.
Until I saw Babe.
The movie Babe?
This is weird.
It moved me.
I didn't know animals had feelings.
They communicate with each other.
Yes, they worry about us.
It's getting weirder, man.
So, long story short,
your daddy unearthed the problem,
and I'm being targeted
by Civil Protection again.
The director knows
I bribed one of the employees.
Soon, she'll figure out who it was.
If Menchaca is a problem,
we'll take care of him.
We do discreet jobs.
No, you won't take care of Menchaca.
There's no way Civil Protection
will see you on my stage.
They're looking
for any excuse to shut me down.
I'm getting dizzy.
I don't have the safety conditions
for you to perform.
Or for anything else, let's be clear.
And even if I wanted
to do the necessary adaptations,
today's the last day of the contest.
Everyone's expecting the award ceremony.
I can't stop everything for you.
It's not over till it's over.
We're in this together.
Yes.
Right?
Jimmy?
The contest starts at 8:00.
We have two hours to solve this.
We don't need time.
What we need is money or some way
to negotiate, just like Chocho did.
Give me a break!
He's a vegetarian?
Yeah, ever since he saw the movie Babe.
-I doubt it, man.
-That piglet can sure make you cry.
For fuck's sake!
What's up?
-Look.
-Fuck.
Come in.
Mrs. Lupita, we have some young people
who want to see you.
Let me guess.
You're here to make a fuss
about Chocho's bar.
-Mrs. Balderas.
-"Your Majesty" to you, nitwit.
Address me as your queen.
It's a joke. Tell him I'm one-eyed.
She's wearing an eye-patch.
Oh, right. Among the blind--
A one-eyed man is king.
-I hadn't thought of that.
-Good one.
Let's see, yeah.
Look, first and foremost,
you must know that in this office
we take care of people with…
different capabilities.
Is the term "different capabilities"
still used?
No, Your Majesty. No.
"Special capabilities."
Not that one either.
Okay, what fucking euphemism
do they use now?
"People with special superpowers" or what?
-"People with functional diversity."
-That one.
In this office, we take care of people
with functional diversity.
Is that your bike taking up two spaces
for people with functional diversity?
Always.
Always park in spaces
for people with functional diversity,
and your vehicle will be safer.
Of course, especially if you have plates
for people with functional diversity.
Cut it out.
Had I known about everything
that was going on,
I would've done something about it.
Okay, what's required for a place
to be adequate for a blind person?
Technically, nothing.
I suggest businesses
to install wheelchair ramps,
but nobody does it.
But Alexis doesn't need a wheelchair.
There are too many disabilities,
so we solve everything with ramps.
Then what's the problem?
What's the problem with what?
What do I need to perform
and not get Chocho's bar closed?
Wait.
You're not here to ask me
to close Chocho's bar?
-No!
-You don't wanna close it either?
Why the hell would I wanna close it?
Chocho has been our best deal
since I took my post at this desk.
That asshole gives us a reason
to fine him every five minutes.
Did you know he held cockfights
in partnership with one of my inspectors?
-No.
-No.
-Did you know?
-That bastard.
We had to turn a blind eye.
It merited closing down his bar for good.
For years, we've fooled him
into thinking he's fooling us.
Damn!
-You're so smart.
-Yeah.
But I have no choice but to close it down.
I'm confused.
You just said we don't need anything
for him to go on stage.
You've no clue
about what's going on, do you?
No, what's going on?
You went viral!
What?
-Three hours ago.
-What?
Someone
uploaded a video online.
We've been tagged in lots of videos
asking us to close the place down.
You wanna see
where they put my eyes, asshole?
Listen, we were able to handle
your dad's complaint.
But this is out of my control.
And when are you closing it down?
My people are waiting for me.
Can't we postpone it till tomorrow?
Look, we're all ready to go.
Just give me a couple of hours.
-Let me perform. That's all I'm asking.
-Yes.
I'd love to, man.
But I don't know how.
Your Majesty--
My subject.
Participating in this contest
isn't only important to me.
It's important for any person
who's been told they're not good enough.
For everyone who's been pigeonholed
and told to stay in their place.
I'm asking you to help me
transcend this prejudice.
How nice.
Yes.
But no. You almost convinced me.
I have a better idea.
We'll go, and you'll do another video
saying it was all a misunderstanding,
that it was part of the act,
and that The Pearl is…
How should I put it? Blind-friendly.
Is blind-friendly politically correct?
-No, Your Majesty.
-It's not.
Whatever.
If you help me save
the goose laying the golden eggs,
I'll create the conditions
for you to participate in the contest.
-Yes.
-Deal?
Deal.
Do you like motorcycles, vassal?
-Let's go!
-Yes!
We are reaching the finale,
my dear audience.
It's truly been a couple of
very exciting weeks.
Remember, it is you
who will decide who will win
the 25,000-peso prize!
All right.
The last contestant
is a very special person to us.
He's gone through
a huge ordeal to get here.
So, from Querétaro,
I want you to give
a big round of applause to welcome Mr.
Paquito Buenrostro!
Brother.
Bro.
Knock 'em dead.
This is so nice, thank you.
Thank you, please.
This lovely applause is for all of you.
Yes.
That's right, of course.
Okay now.
Tonight, we're gonna--
Stop everything!
There's been a slight change of plans.
I introduce to you
tonight's next comedian.
The one and only
Alexis "Little Egg Eyes"!
Sons of bitches!
TO BE CONTINUED
Subtitle translation by: Avalos Fernanada.