Porn and Ice Cream (2022) s02e02 Episode Script

1
Everyone is a Rolinga.
Yeah, like you and me.
Guys, this is Pablo!
-Hey, Pablo!
-Hi, Pablo!
Hi.
-Hot dog and a beer?
-Of course!
I'm Roque. Let me introduce you
to the rest of the tribe.
-Go on.
-Come on.
It's clear that Let It Bleed
is the better album.
The first time Jimmy Miller is producing
with Mick Taylor on the guitar.
A turning point in Stones history.
Right, but the best album
is the one with Satisfaction.
What are you talking about?
That album is way worse.
Don't worry, they're always arguing.
All right, new guy,
which Stones album is the best?
What a question. I don't know.
But you gotta choose.
The one she mentioned, with Satisfaction.
I like that one a lot.
Good album.
Copycat. Choose another.
A real Rolinga loves all the albums.
He's right, they're all great albums!
Let's go!
They're all great albums, he's right!
PORN AND ICE CREAM
Shut up, you boozehound.
Dumbass, you can't say that.
-What time is it?
-It's 5:00 a.m.
-I'm hungover.
-You need some breakfast.
I gotta eat something.
-Something to absorb the booze.
-Yeah.
That's bullshit.
The alcohol is in your blood already.
Bundle up. Let's go get something to eat.
I slept like shit. I froze my ass off.
-I didn't have
-I blacked out, I don't remember a thing.
Oh, breakfast, yummy.
Beer? There's no water?
Are you nuts?
Beer is the best thing for a hangover.
Sleep all right, Pablito?
Why are we up so early?
We make hot dogs here.
The sausages, the buns.
-The fries.
-Right, Satispanchos.
You work.
I thought this was
some sort of Rolinga summer camp.
What's wrong with him?
I wish, man.
-Satispanchos.
-A summer camp!
What's wrong with that guy?
Hey, how do I get back downtown?
No, come on, stay.
If he's gotta go, he can go.
Why don't you go, nerd?
-Stay a couple more days.
-A couple more days, then we'll see.
You're great, dude. Come on, stay.
But
He won't go! Pablito won't go!
He won't go! Pablito won't go!
Load it up!
I thought you had machines for this.
Good fries are made by hand.
-The taste is totally different.
-It's artisanal.
First batch is on its way.
I'm having trouble seeing the fries.
I think I need glasses or something.
Where are they going?
To the deep fryer.
Why so much security?
There's been too many accidents.
Enough!
This is a cult!
No, stop!
This is a cult! No!
No, stop! Stop!
The fries. Don't eat the fries.
There's something in them!
You've still got a chance!
You've still got a chance!
Want a beer?
Of course.
Hey, someone's gotta go up the road
to pick up my cousin
so he can do the Satispanchos tattoos.
Who's getting tattooed today?
He's the one that
tattooed Jagger's face on my back.
Did you see how it turned out?
Check it out!
Looking for a place to nap?
Oh, no.
Want a tip? Construction area,
between the bricks. No one checks there.
But keep this in mind
Oh, no, I'm just worried
because I don't know where Pablo is.
Ramón, sometimes us men
need to escape for a while
to find ourselves.
It's a rite of passage.
Have you read Hermann Hesse?
I read Demian or Siddhartha.
I can't remember.
Remind me to loan you Steppenwolf.
It changed my life.
Right, but I'm worried about Pablo.
I'm afraid he's
Ramón, if you don't know where Pablo is,
it's because he doesn't want you to know.
Right now, he must be becoming a man.
So relax.
Look, that's great.
Facu, how about you wash your sneakers?
No way! I've been wearing them since 2006,
when the Stones played.
You haven't washed them since 2006?
That's gross, Facu.
They stink so bad, you asshole.
It was an important event in my life,
I saw the Stones
Being connected with your own self,
and with the people you love
and your tribe.
And that's what I choose.
The self, the sun, the moon. Carpe diem.
-My old lady, she
-Excuse me for a sec.
Be right back.
We've got some amazing sunsets here.
The stars look huge.
-Hey!
-Hey, Pablo, this is Coco.
Nice to meet you.
That guy with the denim jacket is Roque.
He'll get you a hot dog and a beer.
-How are you doing, Pablo?
-Good.
My stomach feels a bit weird.
How about you? I haven't seen you in days.
Where were you?
In the city, doing some deliveries.
-I stayed overnight.
-Okay.
Speaking of which,
I'd like to go to the city.
-If that's possible.
-Hold on.
I wanted to show you something.
Okay.
Wait.
The time has come.
Okay.
Here. Put it on.
What's this?
Let's make sausages.
Sounds fun. I never made sausages.
Whack it right here and it's dead.
No, I'm not gonna I won't kill
No! Hey!
Hey! Open up!
Come on, Pablo, you got this.
Open up. I'm not killing the pig.
-Come on, you're one of us now.
-No.
-No way! No.
-Come on.
Open up!
Would you open?
Come on, Pablo, kill it.
-You got it, Pablo.
-Come on.
Come on! Go Stones, Pablo!
You can do it. Come on, kill it!
Pablo, Pablo, Pablo
Do it, Pablito! Slit its throat!
-Kill it!
-Kill it!
-Kill it!
-Kill it!
Come on!
-Come on, Pablo!
-Do it!
Kill it!
Do it! Kill it, Pablo!
Go Stones!
-Kill it!
-Come on, Pablo!
Do it!
I'm so proud of you.
Poor little pig. It didn't have to die.
Where do you think sausages come from?
From the supermarket, I don't know.
Here. You earned it.
Fernet?
I wanna go home.
Go back to what?
The friends that abandoned you?
Who traded you for a kid?
This is your home, Pablo.
No, I need my things. My bed, my iron.
I need to eat lettuce.
Okay. I see you've made up your mind.
I was wrong about you.
I thought we had a connection.
Can you give me a ride on your truck?
The next delivery to the city
is in a week.
A few more days here will do you good.
There's a Mick Jagger
impersonation contest tonight.
It will be fun.
Pablo hasn't called in a while.
That's not normal.
How could he? Dieguito stole his phone.
But if he wanted to,
he could get in touch another way.
And he hasn't called his family, either.
Were they worried?
No. They even seemed happy.
Fine, we were wrong and he's mad.
He's got his reasons.
No, this is weird. Something is going on.
He didn't sleep at my place,
he didn't sleep at his folks'.
Maybe he's at a girl's place.
Seriously, it's concerning.
Sorry, this room is taken.
No, he's Franky, he's with us.
What's up? These are the Feeble-Minded.
Wanna make some noise?
-What is this, Ceci?
-He's Pablo's replacement.
An awesome guitarist.
You're making me blush, princess.
-Cecilia.
-Oh, shorty's got an attitude.
Excuse me,
I'm not rehearsing with this man, Ceci.
Ramón, we can't depend on Pablo
all the time.
I'll go look for him.
If you wanna come along, that's fine.
You guys can come, too.
-What?
-I'm not going, I've got stuff to do.
Right. Stay with Franky.
Fine, I'll go with you.
I don't have time to know
If there's an ideal love
To me, everyone will do
How could I say no?
How boring it must be
Having just one woman!
I could never get married
I don't know anyone
who didn't end badly
Look who I brought!
What's up, Jero?
Ready for some booze. Rolling Stones rock!
-You want a hot dog?
-Add some fries.
A hot dog, dude?
If the man doesn't appear people go crazy
And start to wreck the place
The curtains get burned
The running starts
And it seems like time doesn't go by
Freedom, frenzy
Do re mi fa sol la ti
This is love to me
Excuse me, sir.
Can't you see I'm with a client?
Sorry.
Look, buddy, we're looking for a dude.
I mean, a man. Kind of a Rolinga.
I get Rolingas here every day, honey.
It's this guy.
Yeah, I saw him.
On Friday.
Between 1:05 and 1:26.
He paid with three bills.
One 100 bill, and two 200 bills.
I remember he looked pensive,
scratching his chin and looking north.
He put mustard on his hot dog twice,
and a fine line of ketchup.
It's true,
Pablo loves mixing mustard and ketchup.
Was he with someone?
Yeah, with Romina.
Romina?
The hot dog delivery girl.
Satispanchos. Road 203, number 118. Lobos.
In Lobos?
No way, that's in the boonies.
Ceci!
A word to the wise?
A Rolinga on his own is harmless.
But organized,
they're very dangerous.
I want to see her at the show
Hey, someone wrote
"The Beatles rock" in the bathroom.
What?
Dude, dude. Come here!
Get him!
Don't let him escape!
Oh, Pablo.
I expected more. What a pity.
Why am I tied up?
Because you misbehaved.
You saw something you shouldn't have.
I just saw a green-glowing deep fryer
and ran away.
I thought you saw the secret substance.
What's going on? I don't get it.
We're an organization. Our objective is
I don't get it!
What's going on? What is this?
-Let me finish! I'm getting to that.
-Sorry.
We are an organization
with the primary goal
of reinstating the Rolinga order.
What does that mean?
Do you know there's no Rolingas
in other countries around the world?
In the '90s, we were the largest
urban tribe in all of Latin America.
We were so powerful.
Schools full of girls
with batik leggings and leg warmers.
Boys with bangs
and shirts that would fray at a touch.
Topper sneakers!
We had it all.
Until the floggers appeared.
With colorful skinny jeans
and side bangs that never look good.
My God, how ridiculous.
Little by little, we were forgotten.
And there's nothing worse
than being forgotten.
Did you watch Coco?
-Yeah, super sad.
-Super sad.
But we never left.
Here we are, holding on.
Supplying the country with hot dogs.
What's in the fries?
The fries are soaked in a secret substance
that makes people more docile,
easier to recruit.
Don't worry,
it's organic and agrotoxic-free.
Okay. Why recruit people?
This year, the Rolling Stones turn 60.
We'll gather at River Plate Stadium
and march on the Pink House.
That's across the city!
Yeah, it's kinda far,
but it's where the Stones played the most.
What will you do at the Pink House?
Give the president bangs.
Why are you yelling?
I don't know!
I'm don't even like
the Rolling Stones that much.
I liked some of their songs
and I liked the fashion,
specially the bangs.
I don't know, being a Rolinga
was cool when I was in school.
Jessica was right.
Satisfaction is the Stones' best song.
DUE TO BUDGETARY CONSTRAINTS,
WE COULD NOT ACQUIRE
THE LICENSING RIGHTS TO THE SONG
"SATISFACTION" BY THE ROLLING STONES.
You're not going anywhere.
This is your home.
And you'll change that attitude.
Okay.
-Is this the place?
-Roll down the window.
Yeah, it's here.
If we're not back in 20 minutes,
go get help.
Got it.
I get it now.
It's a Rolinga cult
that makes hot dogs to survive.
They probably want to take the Pink House
to give the president bangs.
You think so?
I know so, Ramón.
I know a lot about cults.
Okay.
-What are you doing?
-Keep quiet. I speak Rolinga.
Hot dog.
Beer.
See? It worked.
Ramón?
Ramón! No!
No!
-What's up?
-I thought you were dead!
-I was sleeping.
-Your eyes were open.
I sleep with my eyes open.
The Rolling Stones rock!
-Pablo!
-Pablo!
What did they do to you?
The fries are so yummy.
What is this awful music?
I can't stand it!
-Look, fries.
-So yummy.
I want to see her at the show
She's like a Siamese cat
I've got nothing against
African street vendors,
but they're blocking public space,
and that's illegal.
If I parked my car there,
it would get towed.
Why am I here?
Right, I'm waiting for the kids.
I'll take those.
Relax, nerd. I'll take them, seriously.
-It's okay, don't worry.
-You sure?
Yeah, you're busy already.
-I'll take them.
-Okay, cool. Thanks.
Guys!
We gotta run away!
Come on.
Come on.
Wait. Wait. Stay here.
Come on.
Hey! Who goes there?
-Come on!
-Where are you going?
Hey!
Come on, get in.
Pablo, are you leaving already?
I really like you, dude.
No, Pablo, don't look at her.
It's a lie, she doesn't like you.
She told me the same thing.
Wake up. You have to help Pablo!
You're one of us.
No, Pablo!
You have to go back to your friends!
Good.
You're doing good. Very good.
-Money!
-Help Pablo, now!
Where am I? What happened?
Very good.
You're a real Rolinga.
Pablo, you're a Feeble-Mind!
See? Your friends don't like you.
Feeble-Minded!
No!
No, Pablo!
You're kinda attractive!
Watch out, Pablo!
Pablo!
You're a Rolinga
A sad Rolinga
You're a Rolinga
Rolinga
You're a Rolinga
A sad Rolinga
You're a Rolinga
Rolinga