Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Gancho Tuesday Sept. 8, '09 Yowza...Another Wild Romp With Our Favorite Bunch of Crazies
Oh yeah, and some other stuff happened too. I'll get to that. And do I need to remind you what happened last night? Luisa has transformed herself into a blonde valley girl, Mauricio and Beto are going to be arrested for assaulting Rolu (the actor playing Salvador couldn't keep a straight face when the pompous little policeguy Cris gave him the news) and treacherous Connie (sorry Carlos, I know you have a soft spot for her) has led Mauricio to the fight ring...and the truth...about Moni's other life.
Okay. So now we're up to speed. Mau catches sight of Moni in the ring. She catches sight of him....and freezes. La Guerrera knocks her out. Ohhhh nooooo.....We'd worry except we all know it will work out in record time. And we're not complaining, right?
At home, Mauricio finds out Aldo and the girls knew all along that Moni was a boxer. Coni jumps in and says, not only does she lie but she gets your kids to lie to you as well! She also pretends to love Luisa's new hair color but Mauricio is appalled and we trust that Teresa will take charge of that little number....and she does.
Back in the barrio, the police arrive for Beto and for once he's surprised. But I'm innocent, he protests as they haul him off, Monita trailing behind. But his last words are to order his "jefa" (mom) to start making some sandwiches for him in prison. Love how even under pressure, Beto stays on top of his priorities.
Mauricio has been arrested also and Oscar, instead of helping, is finagling it so Mau will have to stay in jail overnight. "Equal justice for the rich and poor"...well, luckily Mau will be with Beto who knows the ropes. Before he gets behind bars, though, Mau confronts a tearful Moni with "I thought I knew you but I didn't at all.' Pobrecita. No time to grieve though...Beto packs her off to pick up mom's picnic lunch.
Our bad boys Oscar and Jeri, are back scheming at the office and Sal threatens Oscar to get Mau out now or suffer the consequences. Jeri thinks the consequence should be getting rid of Sal who's "chocheando" (getting ga-ga) Actually, except for that regrettable lapse with Anastacia, Sal is the smartest one in the bunch. Coni's upset with Mau's arrest until Jeri explains (with hands firmly planted on her derriere) that if they portray Mau as a violent man, the judge will surely rescind the adoption request and presto! the brats are out of the will. Coni sees the wisdom of this but still wants his hands off her butt. S.l.o.w.l.y he withdraws them.
Some quick scenes. Teresa's restoring Luisa's brown tresses. Aldo tells her to pack her and Dani's bags because they're getting out of there. Beto, at the station, asks Mau if he can "hablar de tu". "No is the reply. Our funny refrain coming back again. Undeterred, our favorite naco plows on and explains that Moni is a world-class fighter, Don Cesar is her trainer, and she's soooo good she could go to Vegas. We see light slowly dawning in Mauricio's dim but attractive eyes. And then our two galans are whisked off to their cell where an old buddy "Abrelatas" (Can opener) awaits. I'm thinking this guy must be a safecracker but can't say for sure. Any thoughts, readers?
Well, the kids didn't run far. They all end up at a tearful Monita's and propose to spend the night in her tiny room. Well heck, I can remember back in slumber party days that sleeping on the floor in limited space was no big deal. Everyone seems happy with the arrangements......well, not so much back at the jail. Mau and Beto are playing dominos with Abrelatas and el Jaivo. Mau doesn't get Beto's hysterically funny facial signals and makes the wrong move. Things get dicey all the way around, with the two other fellas accusing them of being "a couple" and pretty soon Beto and Mau are wrapped around the bars yelling for the guards. Over the rest of the night, well...we'll just pass a veil.
Next day, a cranky Nieves is in high dudgeon over the kids being around Estrella, whom she brands a "nalga prontas" (believe me, this one is not in ANY dictionary that I've got but I'll settle for "hot buns") I'm thinking Nieves must be going through menopause....her mood swings are pretty wild (been there, done that) and she really goes on a tear when Aldo appears, in all his adolescent glory, wrapped in a towel, fresh and clean from the shower. Of course Nieves assumes he's hot and dirty from a romp with Estrella....and honestly, the flirting between those two in this episode was so cute, I'm ready to give my stamp of approval to this lopsided romance.
Anyway, Nieves is an equal opportunity critic. She castigates Moni for putting other people's kids, her boss and friends ahead of Beto and promptly sends her off with Beto's lunch box. Her baby has to eat!
Actually her baby right now is planning to escape the jail. Mau has learned from Sal that his kids are not at the house and he's frantic to get out. Beto warns him that the poli aim at the head when shooting escaping prisoners but that's no deterrant. So he counsels Mau to look like he's going to "dar portazo la rata" (just a wild guess, but given the bathroom component of this tele, I figure he's advising Mau to look like he's got to dash for the john) and off they go... and... just like that! they're free.
More quick scenes. They learn of the escape at the office and Gabriela's doing a little "told you so" number on Sal for alarming Mau about the kids. Guess she's already forgotten about that nice candy he brought her. Jeri is lording it over everyone, claiming he's large and in charge now that Mau's in the clink (or was) and soon heads will roll." Mientras tanto" , Connie's having hysterics at the jailhouse insisting they they can't incarcerate her fiancé...why, he was NASCAR champion twice! She and Moni trade insults. Moni knocks her out (hooray!) and deftly avoids trouble by telling our policeguy Chris that Connie fainted.
Another quickie...Mau and Beto are in the bushes. Beto says they'll have a better chance if they split up....but first he explains that Moni kept her boxing career a secret for fear of being labeled a "marimacho" (tomboy, lesbian) by the folks at Sermeño Group.
So where does Beto head after he takes off?....you know it... right to Connie, who's conveniently reclining on a chaise lounge at her lingerie boutique. Whew...she starts wriggling the minute she sees him...all the while protesting "no" and then wriggling and writhing some more. Sizzling stuff. Beto's thought exactly. Eat me like a bun hot from the oven! he implores. (wouldn't you know his pillow talk would involve food!). They flip off the chaise and the rest is left to our imagination. Mine's rolling along pretty well. How about yours?
A more decorous scene at Monita's room. She finds Mauricio waiting for her, tender and accepting. Of course it's fine that she's a boxer! She could be an astronaut, a fireperson, a whatever!...she's the most incredible woman he knows. He loves her. And seals it with a very fine kiss. She shudders a little in his arms and he wraps her in close. Mmmmm....so fine. Thorough, complete, uninterrupted by cellphones. Gotta say, I love the height differential here. She's a lot shorter than Mr. Mau. I'm tall and the best kisses of my life came from a fella who was a good 8 inches taller. Nothing like being lifted up and.....but I digress. Back to business.
The kisses start travling and he hits a tender part of her cheek where la Guerrera planted the knockout punch. He kisses it again and it feels better. Well then, where else does it hurt? he asks. My lips, ALL OVER MY LIPS, Monita assures him so he dives in for more kisses but then....we ARE interrupted. (sorry, not "we"...I'm really getting into this..) THEY are interrupted by Dani...who looks like pleased to see they're so chummy. They both sweep her up into a hug and look like quite the happy family. Shades of things to come? Sure hope so.
Yikes. But things seem to be fizzling twixt Beto and Connie. She's determined to marry Mau so can't have an "aventura" (affair) with Beto. He's outraged. He's just an AFFAIR!? Hey, maybe the problem is I'm not in my Vengadora outfit he reaons (gotta love this guy's confidence) but no matter, he'll strip off his clothes and get down to business. An AFFAIR...just an AFFAIR!? Nevah.
Alright. In keeping with our instant resolutions, all charges against Beto and Mau have been dropped (don't know how, don't care). The kids are happy and headed home with Mau. Estrella bids a fond and flirtateous farewell to Aldo (man, these two are cute together!) and Estrella reminds Moni that now that Mau's okay with her being a boxer, the next best thing she has to do is break up with Beto. Uh oh.
The news hasn't hit the office yet and Jeri and Oscar, our inept villanos, are exulting over the kids heading back to "la coladera" (drain, gutter if you will) where they belong. Our recently minted career gal, Ximena, arrives in the office and they send her off for coffee. She tells 'em she'll bring it "light" and without sugar since they're both looking a little "pesadito de pesa" (overweight).
Thanks to Oscar's call to the judge, his male secretary (assistent) has arrived to say the kids will have to leave the house for now but Mauricio can schedule a meeting with the family court judge to explain why they should still be with him. Mau's about to fly off the handle but Aldo...get this!...is the one to calm him down, remind him not to do anything that would jeopardize the custody arrangements, and reassures him that he will take care of his sisters.
Our Aldo is growing up. Really acting a lot more mature than most of the adults. Good stuff. And just in time too.
Mientras tanto (ya, ya!, Carlos) our eternal adolescent Beto, is about to get dumped for the second time today. Monita, looking very serious (compungida) has just uttered the most terrifying words in any language. WE NEED TO TALK. (This is far worse than the other most dreaded phrase "some assembly required" or even "batteries not included") Beto thinks he should have a sandwich first but Monita plows ahead. What if I told you we were over? Beto laughs...then looks stunned...then slowly understands and the tears start to roll down his grungy cheeks. You mean I'm getting dumped again today? he blurts out.
What do you mean "again" snaps Monita. Are you cheating on me? Beto obfuscates with a lot of palaver and attacks of his own....accusing Monita of kicking him like a dog (me pateas como perro) and how could she think of him cheating on her?! She's known him for 8 years...but doesn't really know him if she thinks that!! Okay. He's a liar. But so is she. So is everybody from what I can tell. Still....love 'em all. They're bad but they're so good at being bad, you just have to cut 'em some slack....even the loathsome Oscar and reprehensible Rolu.
And let's face it....the bad guys are inept. Like Connie. She waltzes in with an "Hola Guapo" and pretends to be surprised about the kids being removed from Mau's custody. Just when I was getting so fond of them, she sighs. But time and distance will heal your grief, she continues, so how about we go away somewhere for a few weeks.
You're right, snarls Mau. Time and distance are what I need.....from you! That's your idea of consoling me for the loss of my children....to take a vacation!!!??? Pobrecita. She's blown it again. Moni, on the other hand, says just the right thing. When Mau collapses in her arms, weeping over his loss, she wraps him up tight in her arms and says I swear that as long as I live, that judge won't take your kids.
And on that hopeful note, we end.
Previews: Mauricio is all dressed up like a clown, surrounded by balloons and impressing the judge with his dedication to his kids.
Jeronimo is mad with power, reducing Gabriela to coffee room quarters and a job as Paula's assistent. And Sal's job will go to Beto Ochoa. Qué!?
And Beto celebrates his new position by clambering on top of a willing Connie desktop...and Jeri interrupts them!
Vocabulary:
la coladera = drain
la mula = domino piece, mula de seises = double six
tienes un tino = have a gift for, have sound judgment, good sense
nalgapronta or nalga pronta = my guess? hot buns, easy pickins'
rugiendo las tripas = my stomach's growling, lit. my guts are roaring (guess who said this)
dar portazo la rata = just a guess...really need to "go"
alzadas = stuckup bitches, arrogant females
alcantarilla = drain
esperelo sentada = lit. wait for it sitting down.....in other words, not likely, you've got another think coming
enana, enano = dwarf, midget, affectionate term for little kid
pasar de lanza = getting forward, taking liberties
cara de compungida = sad, remorseful, contrite face
me estás cortando = you're breaking up with me, dumping me
un poco pasadito (a) de peso = a little bit overweight
Dicho of the Day
Nunca está más oscuro que cuando va a amanecer. It's always darkest before the dawn. (And fortunately we seem to have a new "dawn" every episode with this one. We like these quick resolutions!)
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And Dr. Judy, pacifist, is busted. I quote:
"Moni knocks her out (Hooray!)..."
A little healthy violence is contagious, eh Dr.?
Seriously, I can't imagine why more haven't discovered this unique show.
Carlos
JeffMN
Tee hee, I think it's just wonderful that Jeronimo is mad with power; the long fall will hurt is patoot all the harder.
I have one question, didn't Beto more or lesss indefinitely "postpone" the wedding in last Wednesday's episode? Why is Moni still so attached to him and even breaking up with him? I thought they were already over. Now nobody even mentions it.
Could anything surpass tonight's show? I dunno but tomorrow's looked like a knockout as well!
I left comments for hombre and Carlos on each of their caps, sorry I'm just catching up. I think I have to still read from last week. It was rough as you can imagine.
Thanks to everyone for their thoughts. I miss my little one so much and am so sad this had to happen. I couldn't help but post her sweet picture in honor. She would sit on my lap while I wrote my recaps, so she deserved this.
Thanks for making me laugh everyone.
Yes, Carlos...same thought...I asked myself, did he hear his. Here it comes again.
Sylvia.."Dump the mummy and kiss the monkey"....Awesome...wish I'd used it for my title. You rock, lady.
Kris (Gancho al Dedo)...You know how I feel about Ms. Pinecone and my Kizzie is snooping around the keyboard as I type. Our beloved pets are part of our group in our virtual family room here, so we ALL miss Picky....and grieve with you.
Enjoyed "recently minted career girl" and of course, "eternal adolescent Beto". Perfect take on the "we need to talk". One thing's for sure - it's NEVER good news.
Sylvia, your "Dump the mummy and kiss the monkey" was great.
Although she'd vehemently deny it, Connie certainly doesn't seem to mind Beto's pasar de lanza. Still, rather than trysting in Moni's (or Mau's) bed or in someone else's office, perhaps the lusty lovebirds might consider getting a room somewhere?
Ivan was totally entranced, and grinning ear to ear at Luisa as a blonde. What is it about blonde hair??
I'm not worried about the kids as hopefully they will be back in tomorrow night's episode. They're in good hands with Aldo, who showed remarkable poise under a terrible situation.
Diana in MA
The Beto/Connie lustfest is a puzzle. If they got a room, she'd have to pay for it (he's always broke, right?) and I can't see her doing that. And do we ever see her in her own apartment? She always seems to be at Jeri/Ximena's condo or at Mauricio's house. They're always in a spot where they can be interrupted, a little like the other recurring jokes in this one. Don't know who the producer and writer combo is on this but I sure do like their style.
Like you, I was quite proud of Aldo last night. He really manned up to the situation...proving he's ready for a romance with Estrella perhaps? Well, growing up fast, at any rate.
Jeff made a funny comment on the ENDA line yesterday about laughing with Gancho, getting depressed with ENDA and then stabilizing with Mañana. Glad our show continues to be so lighthearted.
Indeed, doesn't Ivan have a dazzling smile? I'm glad that he and Aldo are becoming friends. It's probably the first friend Aldo has had in a long while. Luisa has probably not had gal pals her own age in a while either so it's completely understandable that she wants to "fit in". As I said before, I would NOT want to be that age again.
Judy, good point about C and B. I think Connie and Beto get off on making out in public places.
P.S. Judy, this was an awesome recap, one of your best. Do I say that every week? Well if I do then I mean it.
And ooooohh...let's not even think about those high school days. The "in" group at my high school would actually pull the neck of your cashmere sweater out to see if it was "good" (a Dalton) or bad "the no-name department store brand). Capezio flats were a must (and very expensive) plus Spalding saddle shoes that made my long narrow feet look enormous.
Nope, nope, nope, would rather be 90 than l3 (the year I started high school) again. Ditto for 14, 15 and 16. By 17 I was in college and things changed for the better.
I love watching Jerry over-reaching every time something happens to Mau. This time feeling like the king sitting in the big chair, this time with an urge to see some beheadings. His consistency is a joy.
I'm a little disappointed that Luisa didn't get a chance to spend a bit more time as the new rich girl. She was really cute in her new persona.
Carlos
The way the show balances problems and resolutions must be the way they kept this one going for so long. You don't have to be anxious that the lovers will be separated for long periods of time or that the bad guys will get too much power. Thanks for posting Jeff's analysis of the three shows. It's so funny and very true.
I'm so happy Mau and Moni reconciled and Connie and Beto need to get a room. Though I believe Diana is on to something in that they both enjoy being randy in public spaces.
I also am happy Aldo is maturing. It was great to see him actually being the calm one.
I kinda wish they hadn't shown us that sweet innocent Aldo is really a grownup with a big ole tattoo on the back of his neck. Ah well...
Emilia, it would be interesting to know what age the young actor who plays Aldo actually is. The tatoos start pretty early. A lot of our athletes arrive at college with plenty...and goodness I know suburbanites in their fifties with 'em. (My idea of walkin' on the wild side was getting my ears pierced. My mama never forgave me.)
Of course, not only girls have to have particular clothes in high school, the boys do, too (or did when I went). I had to wear Coxmoor sweaters and Bass Weejuns (loafers). For tennis shoes we had to have Jack Purcells. My parents bought me imitations on the shoes, and I was sooo embarrassed. BTW, I even remember what the girls had to wear - Villager sweaters and Papagalo flats. Of course, in 11th grade (1968), they were allowed to wear pants, and that changed EVERYTHING.
My favorite love story happend 12 years ago when a widowed friend (the age I am now) and a handsome widower (who was chased by every eligible middle-aged and up lady in our city) fell madly in love. They were like two teenagers. Sweet to see. (May I confess I was a bit envious? This guy looked like Paul Newman but without the cigarette/booze habit.) They got married and were wildly happy for two years until he died suddenly. But at least they had those two years. And she has a treasure trove of warm memories along with a yearning heart.
By the way, Aldo (Ricardo Abarca), was born June 1, 1986, so he's 23.
Is my memory selective, or is it true that all the ladies seem to be able to knock anyone out with a single punch, but when the men fight no one goes down?
I think the actor who plays Aldo is 23 or thereabouts.
The same tennis shoes for 20 years?! Either he didn't play much tennis or they just don't make things like they used to.
Speaking of new things, I wonder if anyone's kept track of Beto's tee shirts. I think he has one with a new saying every day.
Hombre, my husband buys a new book every week, our book bills used to be bigger than our mortgage. But HE"S had the same tennis shoes for 20 years and my son has worn the same Doc Martens' I bought him 13 years ago and will probably wear them 13 more...(on the other hand, he has an unbelievable collection of video games). Sooo....just depends where your ego and vanity perhaps, hook up. (I have too many clothes and shoes...typical gal stuff...but no jewelry other than my wedding ring and some inexpensive earrings.) Basta ya! as they say.
This language business is tricky...and at my age it seems to take a huge effort to learn and it's way too easy to forget.
We miss you and Willa and YOUR sparkling recaps, but you made my day by stopping by....Thanks amiga.
All your stories of high school are quite scary. Clothes with brand names at 15-17? That sounds crazy to me. I'm glad now about the legislations on school's uniforms we have here and how we all had to wear the same thing and buy it at the same store. I loved high school, I have great memories of it.
Jarocha
Jarocha
Since you checked in...any ideas on the slang last night?
I was just guessing on "nalga pronta" and "dar portazo la rata".....sometimes I get things from context and sometimes I'm waaaaay off!
And you can get excellent blue jeans at Goodwill for five bucks. And they come all the way up to your waist instead of those alarmingly low ones...you know what I'm talkin' about.
Beto's shirts always look quite new, however...and Estrella has an incredible amount of flashy duds for a struggling working girl in the barrio. But oh well....who cares. And I love trying to read the messages and figure out if there's any theme.
"Nalga pronta" is a woman that doesn't take long on sleeping with someone after having met him (litterally is "quick butt-cheek").
About your friends in private schools maybe the problem is that the kids there had too much money. Also, we are used to wear uniforms since pre-school (age 3) so by the time we get to high school we are still not used to being fashinable..
Jarocha
Although, I went to school in a pretty affluent area where being "trendy" or a "brand whore" was very much looked down on. The thrift store look was in, and even if you bought the stuff new, you didn't want it to look too new or expensive...that would be trying too hard.
That being said, I still managed to be a stylistic train wreck in a lot of ways...oh well, it was that era for sure.
I wore uniforms through grade and high school so fortunately, I never had to worry about school clothes. Outside, however, it was bell bottoms and yes, even though I'm embarrassed to admit it, a pair or two of hot pants...
I remember getting in trouble for uniform inappropriateness twice. The first was wearing a peter pan collar instead of the pointed collar we were supposed to wear. The second was for wearing a skirt that was deemed too short. My rather elderly biology teacher (a nun of course) pulled me into the lab and measured my skirt from the floor, then proceeded to smack me (gently) with the ruler.
Ahh, the late 60's/early 70's.
Diana in MA
It was Gant Oxford cloth buttondowns (had to have a loop at the back of the collar) and Bass Weejuns. I wore Dickies blue chambray shirts and cowboy boots. I was sort of a kicker-nerd.
Carlos
Yikes, "brand whore"...mercy, Julia!....I'll have to ask MY Julia about that. She's not a fashionista either...smart, sensitive, a good writer but not into clothes. On the other hand, her older sister....well...just two different ballparks.
Jarocha
Cheers everybody. Was out tonight so missed the show but will look forward to watching it tomorrow at lunch.
Things have gotten way carried away since I retired and the B.S. has only gotten deeper, to wit, the good ol' "field jacket" is now an All Purpose Environmental Coat System or APECS. Some days I marvel at the sales & marketing that seem to be needed to conduct national defense.
Hey Judy, another great recap! And sometimes do you ever wonder at how we go all over the place with comments after your recaps?
Luckily when I was in high school the thrift shop look was in. However I did get sent home when I was in 9th grade for wearing culottes because they were too much like pants. Yes even in California we still had a dress code in 1969. (Hombre where did you live where the dress code was dropped in '68?) My mother was LIVID because she made them for me. Later that year the dress code was abandoned and girls got to wear pants and then...hot pants were all the rage. Served the administration right for stifling us!
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