How to Be a Latin Lover

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- 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.

IT'S TIME TO INDULGE YOURSELF

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 never coming back!

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.

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