-It's the Day of the Dead. -Do you want to meet little ghosts?
Oh, my legs are shaking!
In my pumpkin carriage, the bones of skeletons rattle.
We must remember the departed...
-That smells a catch, Juan. -No, man, it's a gathering of siblings.
For Mom. For All Saints'...
For All Saints’? You probably mean Halloween
since you told us to dress up.
That's for the kids... It's only been two months...
We need to stick together, Jorge.
Yes, together... I trust you, but Vero...
I saw the face she made during the will reading.
Being an actor, I know all those tricks.
You’re coming with Great, right?
Yes, Diana is leaving her with me until Monday.
Great!
We brought Bruno, and with Otto… the three little cousins can play.
Awesome!
-It’s about time, pig-headed! -Well, as fast as I could.
-Hi, beautifuuul! -Leave me…
Bruno, Otto, let’s play!
Damn, Santa Claus!
You nailed the costume with that belly. Are you lost or what?
No, brother-in-law, no. Coming home, I don't get lost...
The hat is the only thing I found,
and Greta was brought dressed like that by her mother.
-What have you dressed up as? An undertaker? -In mourning.
At our home we don't celebrate foreign traditions.
-Let's see, dressing up was optional... -We are in Spain... not in Wisconsin...
-Let’s go to the garden, huh? -Yes… better.
-Come in, come in… -Oh, no, please, you go ahead.
-It's the Day of the Dead. -Do you want to meet little ghosts?
Mom wasn't feeling well in the end.
That’s true as well, Jorge.
And well...
it's a bit unfair that you keep the house just for yourself, isn't it?
-I knew it already… -Of course! Doesn't it piss you off?
And me. And everyone... Stop messing around, Santa Claus, and listen for a bit.
Inheritance is inheritance.
My daddy's car is super cool.
It has lots of lights on the steering wheel and can do magic with the key.
-My dad’s car does too. -My car’s dad is better.
When he dies, it will be mine.
Well, mine has a safe.
-Wow! Really? -It’s full of treasures.
But that's impossible to open, isn't it?
Not even with a bomb.
But when he’s gone, it'll be just for me.
-When? -Well, when he dies...
And your mom?
Also, but she says she's never going to die.
That's impossible.
-Everyone dies. -Lie.
-Truth. -But after a lot, lot, lot.
-Like grandma? -Yes, a thousand years or so...
Don't stuff yourselves, we'll be eating soon.
Don't you want some potato chips, Greta?
This girl gives me the creeps...
-That’s what Mom wanted, end of story. -Mom wasn't feeling well...
She changed the will a couple of years ago, right?
What does that matter anyway? Who's been with her most of the time?
-Us! -Oh, yeah?
'Cause I think it was me who lived here with her until I met Diana.
-I was thirty-three. -Like Jesus Christ!
Until Dad died! We spent five years with her taking care of her.
Through the worst of the illness... and also taking care of Otto.
Chill, guys, now we gotta stick together, right?
Not paying rent and still complaining.
But you had her as a maid all day!
I'd have loved to have a free babysitter.
Having a good au pair isn't easy.
he's been living here with us like a queen! Ungrateful!
Don't talk to me about babysitters, Santa Claus!
It's been Diana who's been taking care of Greta all this time.
Well, because I have the tour.
And the series is filming in Tenerife. I do what I can.
And you're a jerk, just so you know.
The inheritance is the inheritance.
Relax, calm down, seriously. Okay? Do it for me.
I'll talk to him, alright?
Calm down, calm down, calm down...
You also need to understand Vero...
What the hell are you saying? Seriously, dude... can you stop?
You tell me one thing and then you tell them another.
You're always trying to look good.
Damn, you're the older brother and you never take sides.
ou've got less personality than an Umpa-Lumpa...
Calm down.
Chill, Jorge, we're just talking.
You don't have to insult. Insulting is not fine.
I think we should sell it. We split the cash... right?
-We split it between us and that's it. -The brother-in-law festival...
So, are you seriously telling me what to do with my family's house?
With my parents' house?
Are you really as stupid as you sound?
-Hey, sorry, okay! -Again, insulting is not fine, man!
Besides, there are kids around, you know, kids pick up everything, geez, Jorge...
-Well, let them copy 'this'. -Please!
Hey, hey, hey...
-The thing is… -Watch out, you too!
-it's just you four... -The four against you?
-I'd like to see you try... -No, Rafael, no, because you...
-Will you give me a ride in the car? -Yeah, sure.
When?
I've already told you, when my father dies.
But that's going to be in a million years...
Yeah. Yuck!
I don't want to wait that long, I want my car!
And what are you going to do?
Kill.
-What are you saying, Otto? -Kill?
-Clown! -Stop insulting each other, morons!
Clown isn't an insult. Imbecile, that's the one!
Kiiiiill!
What's up with you? Father of the year? Give me a break!
Huh? Mama's boy... that's what you are!
Let's see what you do without 'mommy', let's see what you do now that she's dead!
-Come on, stop! -He's joking, he's joking!
Jorge, seriously, don't pay any attention to him...
Tell your hubby to cool it down or he's gonna end up eating a punch.
Alright everyone, calm down, we're family!
A punch from what, you shithead? Grow up, for fuck's sake!
Hold on, please, please... some example!
-What's up with me? -What’s up with you?
Are you seriously telling me this, you lazy harpy
who hasn't lifted a finger in her life?
Sure, I might be a clown not an insult,
mind you -but at least I've earned it...
-inheritance is inheritance, damn it! -Who are you calling a freeloader?
Huh, you fucking puppeteer?
I call my sister whatever I damn well please,
you fucking idiot!
But please!
¡Juanito! Juanito, are you okay?
Otto is right.
They’re not happy.
It's unbelievable.
What a family...
Don't start now, dear, come on...
-Verónica... -What.?
What. What…
Well, that's enough, Vero.
Damn it, I'm so fed up, damn it!
What's wrong with you now?
Alright, alright. Looks like someone's got some fire back in them.
That's enough...
That's enough, man, too much slackness.
One day, we found a bird that was really sick.
And my dad, to end its suffering, killed it.
Sure. I'll help you whenever you need.
Okay. And I'll help you too. And I get to keep the car.
And me the treasure.
Okay. We kill them and keep everything.
Stop!
Look!
They’re dead...
We’re jerks.
Sure thing.
Yeah, definitely.
-I’m sorry. -No, my bad, little bro.
Don't worry, nothing happened.
Don't drink so much!
You should drink a little less... before meals.
Can we play cooking?
Of course, darling.
I’m going with them.
Come on.
And what are you going to make for us?
Yummyyy!
Well, just so you know, the house belongs to everyone, okay?
-A beer? -Let’s go!
-What is an Umpa-Lumpa? -Do you really want to know it?
But then, are we still living here or not?
Rafael... Shut up for a month!
Greta! Greta, sweetheart! No, no, please...
please don't touch those leaves, they've been sprayed with herbicide
and you could get very sick, okay?
Oh, no, no, no! Don't touch anymore. Go wash your hands...
One day we're going to have trouble with this...
This house, someday it will be yours,
but for now, you just have to ask for things, you know?
Who wants potato chiiiips?
-Oh, yes please! -I’d eat for sure.
-I’m so hungry. -Please!
-A few, yeah... -How delicious they are!
Brother!
Because of the inheritance, look how badly we get along.
Brother!
How we ruin what we went through as kids!
Me right now, like a king...
I hadn't realized how hungry I was.
For a piece of land, we're killing each other...
-With vinaigrette? -They’re country-style or country-cheesy...
Cheesyyyy!
This is the life.
And we don't even realize... that inheritance is a gift!
Inheritance!
That our parents left.
Inheritance!
The fruit of so many years.
Damn inheritance that separates me from my brother!