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NEW YORK, 1969

I'll get it.

-Hello.
-Clara?

Alberto? How are you?

-Fine, I suppose.
-Has something happened?

It's all set,
there's no going back.

I don't know what to say.

I imagine they're stages in life,
but it seems so strange.

Velvet was my father's driving force,
then it was Ana's. I don't know.

Well, yes...

you have time to back out.

No, the decision's been made.

If you think it's the right time,
we won't question it.

When are you coming to Madrid?

In three days,
but I don't know if Ana can come.

Time Magazine has offered
to do an article on her

to close the year
and we can't say no.

-Of course.
-Clara,

I'd like to ask you to think
about a farewell event.

I wouldn't like it to be come down
to a simple signature.

Of course, count on it.

-Give Mateo a hug from me.
-And give Ana loads of kisses.

-I will.
-Goodbye.

Ciao.

Alberto called,
he's coming to Spain.

We'll have to go to Madrid
to meet him.

I thought I'd burn
your Apollo 13 photos.

What do you think?

Fantastic.

What are you doing? No!

-You said it was fantastic.
-No, give it here.

I admit I'm a bit obsessed with it.

-A bit?
-My only obsession is you.

I know you! Leave me alone!

Are you alright?

I'm fine.

I think it's the seafood last night,

it didn't agree with me.

Let's sit down. Come on.

What were you saying about Velvet?

Albert called

and we'll have to go to Madrid
with him for the signing.

Well done, that's great.
It's what you wanted.

Yes, I suppose so.

So many years in Velvet,
it's inevitable to now feel...

-Vertigo?
-Yes, vertigo.

I think it's better to leave projects
when they're at their height.

Watching them fall is painful.

Yes, it's important to call everyone.

I'd like a reunion in Madrid,
it's better to tell him in person.

If I can help, tell me.

I have to think of an event
to say goodbye in style.

When you're sure, tell me and I'll do
a special article on Velvet.

-Really?
-Of course.

And Apollo 13?

Who wants to go to the Moon
if you can come home for Christmas?

-You're the best.
-I know.

Go pack your bag,
we're going to Madrid.

-Hello?
-Jonás.

-Clara.
-How are you?

Are you on your way back?

-Clara!
-Can you talk?

-Is it a good time?
-Of course.

-Hello?
-I'd like you to come to Madrid.

-Is it good news?
-Madrid, for what?

I'd rather tell you in person.

Of course!

I'll expect you here. Big kiss.

One second, one second.

-God damn...!
-Pedro?

Pedro.

MADRID AIRPORT

-What do they want to tell us?
-I really don't know,

but they'll be amazed by
the deal we closed with Singer.

-Careful, you'll break it.
-Merry Christmas.

I'd like to send a telegram
to Equatorial Guinea.

To Raúl De la Riva.

"Raúl, contact the showrooms
in Madrid urgently".

Go ahead.

This is wonderful.

It's great to see you.

English punctuality, that's us.

Hey, at last!
Cousin, how are you?

How are you?
And Diana and the twins?

-Good, in Barcelona. How was London?
-Good, we'll fill you in.

-Julián, how are you?
-It's been so long!

-Did you get this outfit there?
-Yes.

-Coffee's ready.
-And where's Clara?

-I don't know.
-Here.

-Clara!
-Hello.

-Hi, how are you?
-Hi, how are you?

You look lovely!

-Well...
-A big mystery, eh?

-You have us on tenterhooks!
-Tell us.

The sale of the showrooms
is going ahead.

Excuse me?

You didn't say anything?

-Clara...
-Who's buying it?

Just a moment.
Listen to me, please.

It's what we wanted, isn't it?
I remind you, we were the ones

who pushed Alberto to initiate
the sale of the showrooms.

Jonás?

Yes, it's true,

but no one imagined
it'd be now, right?

Does that mean we're backing down?

If so, we have to tell him now.
This is a delicate operation.

What did we talk about?

That you only live once,

that the showrooms
can't get any bigger,

that we all have dreams
outside the showrooms.

Maybe this is the time.

And my mother and Blanca,
do they know?

-Yes, we spoke a few minutes ago.
-What did they say?

They might keep the Seville business
as an independent.

-It wouldn't be in the sale?
-It's not certain,

I asked them to come here
so we can assess the details.

-May I?
-Of course.

Who's buying the showrooms?

All I can say is it's a major
Galician textile company.

That sounds good, doesn't it?

And Alberto asked me
to organize something big

to bid the showrooms farewell.

I thought we might do
a compendium show

that goes over all these years
through the designs:

by Raúl De la Riva, J.,
Ana Ribera, Philip Ray...

Philip Ray, what memories.

Pedro, I thought might be
in charge of choosing the outfits.

Not me, really.

No one knows the collection
better than you. Pedro...

In fact, I want you to find
the replica we did of Ana's red dress.

True, that dress has to be in it.

And Raúl?

-Have you contacted him?
-Yes, I sent him a telegram,

but no news yet.
I hope to get some soon.

Time is different in Africa.

-Well, to work.
-Let's go. There's a lot to do.

I'll be with you later.

We'll get organized
and keep you posted.

Marie, you and I will choose
the designs, alright?

Of course.

Red dress...

Let's see, red dress.

Red dress, red dress.

Red dress.

Red dress.

This is the red dress.

Damn it!

I'm so clumsy.

My Lord!

Rita...

I love the Retiro.

Emilio told me it was opened
to the people 200 years ago.

Really?

It's one of my
favourite places in Madrid.

It's so relaxing and so Madrid.

Yes, nature's so relaxing.
What else did Emilio tell you?

That the park wasn't like
it is now, at all.

-I don't know what...
-Grandpa, he's stealing a flower.

Aren't you ashamed?
That's destruction of public property.

Isn't it incredible?

We're teaching the new generations
and you...

-There's no respect for anything.
-Pedro.

I only took a flower.
And look, I pricked myself.

My hand's going to look
like the dawn rosary.

-What are you doing?
-Really,...

He's stealing a flower.

-You're destroying public property!
-God damn it!

-Sorry.
-Do me a favour, eh?

What an example for the boy.
Give him the flower.

It's not his.

No, it belongs to
all the residents of Madrid.

Pedro, give him the flower.

-Thanks.
-For you, may the Macarena guide you.

-Listen, Rita. Rita, please.
-Not one afternoon in peace.

No, no! We're going all wrong!
Do you want to get us arrested?

Will you let me speak?
You won't let me get a word in!

What's with this temper?

I wanted to give you a rose,
but this kid...

That kid's going all wrong,
like my cousin Hermenegildo...

You do exaggerate, silly man.
On three...

-Don't take it out.
-One, two...

There, it's out.

-Now will you give me a kiss?
-Yes.

Do you realize that this will be
our first Christmas together?

The first of many.

Where are you taking me for dinner?

I don't know,
but you have to get dolled up.

-Yes.
-Yes?

-Then come here.
-No!

We're going to a place...

where they take photos!

What are you looking at?

Pedro, put me down!
Put me down, please!

Take our photo. To immortalize
our first Christmas together.

-I don't like photos.
-Hold me like you love me.

-Goddamn kid...
-Hold it...

-God damn you!
-Pedro!

Drop me here, please.

Thanks for seeing me so quickly.

-I didn't know if you remembered me.
-Of course.

I worked with Dr. Isasa
on your sister's case.

Rita was a very special woman,
everyone loved her.

She's hard to forget.

She fought so bravely,
right up until the end.

How can I help you?

ONCOLOGIST

I believe I might have...

breast cancer.

It's not usually the patients
who tell me.

I know it's hereditary.

And Rita wasn't the only woman
in my family to have it.

They found a lump in her...

...and recently I've noticed
an area that different,

it's hardened.

I'm scared, Doctor.
I'm not as brave as her.

I understand how you feel.

And I won't deceive you.

Indeed, breast cancer
such as your sister's

can have a hereditary component.

But let's not be hasty.

First we'll do an examination
while you tell me

what your symptoms have been.

Then we'll do a series of tests
to get more information.

Whatever is happening,

we'll follow the protocol.

-Alright?
-Yes.

Good.

If you'll kindly follow me...

You can disrobe here.

I can't locate the Singer delegate.

-Don't worry, we'll keep trying.
-Don't worry?

Of course I'm worried.

I'm worried how we'll look when
I tell them what's going to happen.

They'll understand.

J., we signed a 3-year contract.

How do I explain the showrooms sale
but not the other thing we spoke of?

Marie, one question.

Do you recall a dress
Raúl de la Riva designed in '59

for a customer who didn't collect it?
It was for Rita. Green, flounced...

-What's wrong?
-I wasn't here in '59.

-Oh, that's true.
-I was, but I don't remember.

You don't remember?

Pepita, do you recall a dress
I had made for Rita one Christmas?

-You're not confused?
-No, I remember it perfectly.

-It has to be here. All these folders...
-If it's Rita's, he'll remember.

No one's organized here.
Since I'm not working here...

Oh, here are the dresses.
'57, '58...

'59. It has to be here.

Look, here it is.

Rita wore this
in our first Christmas together.

-Remember, Pepita?
-Yes, now I do. Of course.

It'd be in the little storeroom,
in the top boxes.

With Mr. De la Riva's
first catalogue here.

Is something wrong?

I want to find it.

I'll speak to Alberto and Clara.

I'd like it to be part of
the farewell compendium.

I'm sure they'll agree.
Shall we help you look for it?

No, I'll look.
If I can't find it, I'll get you.

-We'll wait for you here.
-I'm going to call again.

-Velvet Seville. Hello?
-Mom, it's me, Sergio.

Son! How are you, honey?

Well, taking in the news.

-Have you made a decision?
-No, we haven't yet.

I'd rather talk to Alberto
to see how he thinks

Velvet Seville would enter
into the operation.

Then see you in a few days.

When we have the Christmas
preparations ready, I'll see you.

Great. Mom, one thing...

I'd like us to have a little talk.

-Is something wrong, honey?
-No.

I'd just rather speak in person.

Don't leave me hanging.

No, Mom.
Really, it's nothing.

When you have it all ready,
tell me and we'll meet, okay?

Alright, I will.

Big kiss, Mom. I love you.

I love you too.

Mr. De la Riva,
shall I wait for you?

No. I'll walk back.

I haven't been in Madrid
for a long time.

Tell Menelik
I'll be back before dinner.

How can you argue with me

when I'm just telling you the facts?

No way. Man can't have walked
on the Moon, it's impossible.

It's science. There are studies,
recordings, everything.

-I saw them myself.
-Mateo, I respect you,

but one thing Americans can do
is make movies.

-I'm talking about reality.
-King Kong.

Don't talk to me about King Kong.

I saw the studies, I spoke to
people in the operations.

I've seen three King Kong movies.
It's impossible,

-man can't walk on the Moon.
-Of course it's possible.

I go to the Moon and come back
to Earth every day, and here I am.

-Mr. De la Riva.
-Julián, right?

-A pleasure.
-Mateo.

What are you doing here?

What am I doing?
I got a telegram

telling me to come urgently
to Velvet Madrid, and here I am.

-What's wrong?
-Nothing. You're different.

Of course, I've been living
in Africa for five years.

-What's going on, Ignacio?
-Nothing. Let's go see the others.

-How's Africa?
-Thrilling.

It's not serious, is it?

No, it's fine.
Come on, they'll be so happy.

You're just the same.

-Marie.
-Yes?

I can't find the dress.

-Dresses don't have legs.
-Yes, but I...

Don't worry, I'll find it.

-Yes?
-Yes.

Do you want the folder
as a reference?

Yes, alright.

Girls, will you come with me?

-Thanks.
-Don't worry.

Cousin, I can't find the dress.

Look who I found in the showrooms.

No, not me. It's him.

I don't believe it.
I don't believe...!

-Hello!
-Maestro!

Jonás.

Give me a hug!

I've missed you so much.

It's so great to see you.

-God, Raúl, you look terrific.
-Yes.

Well, you look a little...
a little...

-He looks different.
-Different.

I am different.
I'm much more relaxed.

Well, not now, because
I'm excited to see you...

and especially about being here.

It's been so long since
since I've been in this workshop.

It's neat. It looks nice.

-Not the way I'd have it.
-I imagine it isn't.

It's great to have you back!

May I?

-Raúl.
-Chérie.

You're seem terribly sad.

Mixed emotions, you know.

No, I don't,
nobody's told me anything.

Shall we go up
and I'll tell you over coffee?

Of course, that's why I'm here.

-Shall we go?
-Let's go.

Clara,

you must excuse me, I have to...

I have to run an errand,
but I'll be right back.

-Sure, don't worry.
-Thanks.

Well...

To tell you the truth,

-the news doesn't surprise me.
-Why is that?

For some time
I've had premonitory dreams

about a farewell.

-I suppose this is it.
-I hope so.

Clara,

you needn't be afraid.

Don't be scared, chérie,
changes always bring something good.

Guys, it's all for a reason,
it's all for a reason.

Look at me,
I've reinvented myself.

I'm a new man,

much fuller, much happier.

Much better than before.

Really, Raúl, it's incredible.

With the luxurious life you led,
now helping the poor in Africa...

It's admirable.

Yes, you've taught us all
a lesson with your change of life.

Anyone arriving in Africa
and seeing that poverty,

would leave with the first
millionaire they met.

Paloma, you're one of a kind, eh?

It happens in the movies,
so it must be true.

Well, stop praising me.

I have to stop by the hotel,
I haven't been there yet.

I have to unpack...
Menelik's waiting for me.

Menelik?

Who's Menelik?

Menelik is...

...my son.

What?

My adopted son.

Your adopted son?

-Raúl, Raúl, wait!
-Hold on a moment!

-A father?
-Since when?

-Well, actually...
-Wait, I'm getting emotional.

It's the most beautiful thing
to happen to someone, I mean it.

-Where is he?
-In the hotel.

-I'll get my handbag.
-Let's go see him.

Wait, wait, wait!

-Wait.
-Yes.

Please, all in good time.

We just arrived and I don't even
know if we've settled in.

He'll be alone in the room
waiting nervously.

He'll be tired.
If we all arrive out of the blue,

-we'll make him more nervous.
-Raúl, sure, it was a long trip.

We'd better meet for dinner.

-At 9 at Giancarlo's?
-Sure!

I'll organized it. I'll call.

-But he's not the biological father?
-How old is he?

-We'll have to get him a gift.
-Of course.

It's time, Mr. Godó.

They're reducing my sentence
for good behaviour.

They told me this morning
they're giving me permission

to spend Christmas outside.

Gosh.

-Congratulations.
-Thanks.

That is big news.
What are you going to do?

When I get out?

There's still 6 months to go.

I thought about going to Barcelona.

What do I do in Madrid?

You don't have much
going for you in Barcelona either.

And that's bound to be my fault.

And Christmas?
What are you doing at Christmas?

I don't know.

Why don't we spend
the holidays together?

No, no. I can't. No.

I don't want to cause friction
between you and your mother.

I'd be a burden on you.

Dad,
I'm just talking about Christmas.

That way we can talk properly.
And if you'll let me,

I'd love to help you to get
back on track when you're out.

And I thank you, but...

that's not going to happen.

It's unwise.

Did you give your mother the letter?

-No, not yet.
-It's urgent.

I know it's urgent,
but I want to do it in person.

Well,

words don't suffice to thank you
for your gesture, Sergio.

Your siblings and your mother...

-refuse to see me.
-One minute!

They each have their reasons.

You know it was hard
for me to forgive you,

but that's in the past.

I expect you at home
for the holidays, Dad.

That's all there is to say.

Ana, it's Clara.

Clara, honey! How are you?

Clara, what's wrong?
You're scaring me.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have
called you like this, but...

I didn't know who to talk to.

What's wrong?
Is it about the sale?

No, it's not that.

Can you tell me, please?

I went to the hospital today

because for a while now
I haven't been feeling well.

I think I have breast cancer.

Ana.

Ana, can you hear me?

Yes. Of course.

What did the doctor tell you?

I have to wait.

They did lots of tests
and I didn't want to tell Mateo yet.

You can't handle this alone.

Sure, but I don't want to scare him.

He's buried in another case now
and I'd rather wait.

You know what?
I'm coming to Madrid.

No, no, no.

Ana, don't even think about it.

Alberto told me about
the Time magazine thing.

That's doesn't matter.
What are friends for?

You see? I knew
I shouldn't have called you.

This was just to let off steam,
I needed to talk to someone,

but I'm better now.
Yes, that's it.

Listening to you, I feel better.

I promise, if anything happens
or I find out something,

-I'll call you. Yes?
-Alright.

Thanks.

When do you get the results?

In two or three days.

Well, go have a shower,
doll yourself up for dinner

and stop thinking about this.

Do you know I love you?

I love you more.

Clara,

it'll all turn out fine.

-How about Raúl!
-Yes.

-A son. Can you imagine it?
-And why not?

People mature and make plans.
You and I could do it.

-Sure. Yes, yes.
-Yes?

-I thought if...
-There's J. to consider.

-What?
-There's J...

Don't you remember the project
we had in the Paris studio?

We were so excited about
working for ourselves.

-But that was another time.
-What? We put it aside, but...

we could both contribute
so much to that project.

Both of us, no. It was your project
and you included me.

Who'd run the workshop
better than you?

And you think I always
want to work for you?

-No. I mean...
-No? Then...?

You could be like Raúl

and think more about others.

See you at dinner.

Because they want to meet you and...

They brought the dinner forward.
What can I tell you?

I understand. What I don't get is why
you didn't say we're a couple.

Because it didn't come up.
It didn't come up.

They have an idea
of what I experienced in Africa.

I had to tell them lots of things

and there wasn't the chance...

But don't worry,
it'll all turn out fine...

-because I'm marvellous.
-You're perfect,

you've never dressed so elegantly.

We have to go.

If you didn't say I'm your partner,
what did you say?

The key!

I don't believe it, Raúl a father.
It's the last thing I would've thought.

I think it's lovely.

And starting a family
when you're on top... Thanks.

...is a sign of maturity.

I matured when I had the kids,
when I was a dad.

Well, I didn't really grow up.
Never thought of being a dad?

-Have you found the dress yet?
-No, but I'm dying to.

-You'd look great as a dad.
-I'll see if Raúl's arrived.

-Okay, okay.
-Get ready.

-Yes.
-The poor kid.

Mateo, don't say that.

I'm sure Africa's changed him
and he's a good father.

-Do you all have a gift for the boy?
-I do.

-I don't.
-Okay.

I'll leave it here.

We just have to wait for Julián
to come in the Santa suit.

-Thank you.
-Okay?

Thank you.

-Thank you.
-Let's go.

Let's go.

No, no, no.

Wait here a moment.

-Or not. Yes, let's go.
-Raúl...

-Or not.
-Raúl...

We can...

Why are you so nervous?

You're right, Menelik,
I'm such an idiot.

I'm nervous because of something
really stupid I said about you:

that you're my son.

What? My God!

I didn't think they'd want
to meet you, at least not so soon.

Menelik, coming back home
was a lot of pressure for me.

A lot of pressure.

And when I arrived, they started
talking about Africa, living there,

the poverty, the sacrifice...

I'm a chicken.
I was ashamed.

I was ashamed, Menelik,

to admit that I live like
a king there, like a king.

And you're handsome, rich...

What'll you say when they see me?
Do I look like your son?

You have my eyes.

Paloma, it won't do up.
Maybe I overdid the stuffing.

-Take a bit out, right?
-But, honey,

Santa without a belly
is like Christmas without pudding.

-Why not give him your presents?
-Sure.

-He's coming!
-Let's go!

-Hide! Put on your beard!
-The presents!

-I got lots of presents.
-There he is!

-There he is!
-I'll get the presents.

Surprise!

Where's the boy?
I have a sweet for him.

Where's the boy?

What boy?

Your son, right?
"Malienik"... "Melik"...

-Where's the boy?
-Yes.

Menelik.

We organized this dinner
to meet him, right?

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God...

Sure, you thought
he was a little boy. No.

No?

-A girl?
-No, no, no. No...

No way. He's not...

He's not, he's not...
He's more... Or even...

Well, actually...

Menelik!

That's some "boy"!

Introducing Menelik.

Your son...

Yes.

-Julián, stop it.
-You don't know how hot it is.

Menelik must be "intimate"...
Intimate with the heat, I mean,

Africa being so hot.

He's not "intimate"...

In Africa... you...

from what part of Africa?

Equatorial Guinea.

-You understand and speak Spanish.
-It's the official language.

-Sorry, I didn't know...
-Yes.

Do you like Madrid?

There are
lots of tall buildings here.

There, they're all tiny.
And cars too, right?

You've never seen
a car before, I imagine.

Golly, going anywhere there
must mean hours of walking.

I took the bus to university,
but I've driven since I was 18.

-Great.
-Really?

Our life's nothing like that.

Not at all...

-No?
-No.

Actually, it'd be wonderful
if you could visit us.

We just moved into
an exclusive area of Malabo

and you could enjoy
incredible restaurants,

wonderful beaches.
Wonderful.

And the photos you sent us
of hungry children?

And the photos of wild animals?

Yes, Africa is full of
hungry animals and wild children,

I mean...

They're wonderful.
You sent the Kenya safari photos?

-That'll do!
-Raúl...

That's enough!

Enough of this charade!
I've never climbed a tree

in a loin cloth or scoured Africa
in search of water,

because I didn't adapt!
I didn't adapt to the villages!

I don't know what's so funny, Jonás!
What's so funny?

What's so bad about that?
I want you to know something...

I've worked with one of
the largest organizations

in Africa for a year and a half.

Together we're helping
loads of needy people.

Together, a lot of people.

You know what I say?

Your hearts are empty.

And thanks a lot
for your contribution.

Raúl.

Raúl.

-Raúl, listen, please.
-No!

You listen to me!

You make a fool of me in front
of people I consider family.

-Me? I made a fool of you?
-Yes.

-You embarrassed yourself.
-No, I was looking for the moment

-to explain myself.
-You've lied to them for years.

What's wrong with the life
you lead in Africa?

Do you have so much
to be ashamed of?

Honestly,

maybe they judged you unfairly,

but it's time now for you
reflect on who you really are,

because at this point
I don't know either.

2 DAYS LATER

My God, look at all this.

It must be because of the auction.

Clara said it's going to be
broadcast on TV and everything.

But isn't this an exhibition
of Velvet's best dresses?

But with a more caring character.

I think it's Raúl's influence,

he's become more socially aware.

All this must be for the TV.

-Yes, it must be.
-Mum.

-Honey, you look so nice.
-You look nice.

-How's everything, Sergio?
-Great.

The pace is a bit frantic,
but the result will be perfect.

We couldn't come sooner because
of the Christmas preparations.

Is Clara here?

I think she's busy
with the photo session.

So maybe we have time
to get some coffee.

If you don't mind,
I'd like to see the workshop.

I still can't get used to the idea
that all this is being sold.

-Shall we go with you?
-No, thanks, I'd rather be alone.

-We'll be right back.
-Shall we go?

-Let's go.
-Good.

I've had two sleepless nights
going over it.

-Are you sure you're alright?
-I'm sure.

Leaving Barcelona and coming
to Madrid has done me good.

You know the Elena thing
hit me hard.

We have the stupid tendency
to keep banging our heads

against the same wall.

That's precisely what I wanted
to talk to you about.

-About Elena?
-No. Not about Elena, no.

Not now.

I want to talk about Dad.

-I went to see him in prison...
-I don't want to discuss Eduard.

Mum, listen to me.

Dad's going through
a tricky situation.

I don't mean he doesn't deserve it,
but he's changed.

You can't imagine how much
prison can change a man.

The loneliness, the lack of freedom,
so much time to think...

-And he's lost everything.
-I have no doubt.

But I didn't wish that on him,
he did it himself.

Your father's who he wanted to be.

He gets out in 6 months

and this Christmas he has
permission to leave.

-You took your time to tell me.
-It's better in person, isn't it?

We talked about Christmas dinner
and since you'll be in Madrid...

No, no, no.
I'm sorry, Sergio. No.

I've said all I have to say.

Why close yourself off?
You're not like this.

You think after spending all my life
with him that I'm indifferent?

You're wrong.

I'm glad he's getting out...

and that you see each other.

But it's not my story anymore,
Sergio.

I'm sorry.

He wrote you this.

I came to make sure
that you received this.

Whether you read it
or not is up to you.

I'm going.

I'll see you later.

Dear Macarena,

I probably have no right
to write you this letter,

but allow me the boldness to try.

I know I lost you some time ago.

I've always been a coward
and I apologize for that too.

I've realized that you
were able to grow

when I left your side.

I was a hindrance
and a burden for you.

It's a shame I didn't see before
how much you were worth

and support you.

I know I'll be alone
for the rest of my life

and I know I deserve it.

Now it's too late.

I love you, I always will,

even though I have no right to

and that it's not enough
to go back.

Smile, please.

Great.

-Julián, can you shift that light?
-Of course.

-But not on her, you'll blind her.
-You can't see her,

-there are shadows that...
-Julián, on the background.

Okay.

Now look at me, but not directly.

Look that way, it's more natural.

-They must look alright now...
-Because the model's spectacular.

Something's wrong,
but you won't tell me.

-Don't talk rubbish.
-I'm not. Come on, smile.

Come on, last one. Smile.

Aren't we going to be in the photos?

Ana!

-I wanted this hug so much.
-Thanks for coming.

We have to sell the showrooms
to be able to see you again.

You said you'd come to New York
and I'm still waiting.

You're right about that.

Aren't they beautiful?

Very pretty, very pretty.

Do you realize we left
a whole life in here?

-We said we wouldn't get soppy.
-That's impossible.

Excuse me.
Do I turn it off?

No. Take a photo of us.
We have to immortalize the moment.

-Come on.
-There?

-Perfect.
-Come on.

You'll see a little light...

And...

Smile.

That's it.

-Thanks. You can gather it all up.
-Good.

Do you have the contract?
We can sign it and forget it.

Why don't you stay with Mateo
and I'll go up with Clara?

-We have things to discuss.
-What do you have to discuss?

-Our things.
-We don't want to say.

-Secrets. Are we invited?
-Fine, we're not invited.

Then we'll discuss our stuff
and not tell you a thing.

Yes, we're going to talk.

-How are you?
-Let's get a drink.

Julián, the handbag!

Excuse me, I was looking
for Alberto Márquez.

Max?

What are you doing here?

I've come to buy Velvet.

What?

As you know, Velvet is to be
bought by a large distribution group.

I'm their representative
for the signing.

You?

I haven't heard from you for years.

I, however, was hoping
to see you again.

I imagine they're waiting
for you for the signing.

It's not here.

I came here because I imagined
you'd be in the workshop.

But I don't work here anymore.

I'm no longer in Velvet.

In the workshop, I mean.

Life's changed a lot since you left.

I know, I imagine so. Look at me.

Yes, you really are...

You're...

You're as wonderful as ever.

Want me to come up with you?

If you're not buying me a coffee...

You sweet-talker!
Some things never change.

That's the most beautiful part, no?

Are you coming?

Yes.

It's in your hands, Macarena,
I can't decide for you.

-Coffee?
-Yes.

I don't know what to tell you,
Alberto.

Velvet helped me
to rebuild my life

and show myself "I can".

And now, well...

We'll demand that Seville stay as
an independent franchise run by you.

-Do you want some sugar?
-No.

I don't want to cause trouble
in the negotiation.

It's no trouble.

I'm very grateful to you

and I wish you no harm.

Do you want to know something?

I'm thrilled that the family
is still linked to Velvet.

You know there aren't
many like you, don't you?

Emilio would've done the same thing.

-Thanks.
-Thank you.

Mateo!

Clara left her handbag behind.

The assembly men gave it to me.
Check that it's all there.

Clara's handbags usually have
lots of things in them.

"Oncology Service"?

-Is something missing?
-No.

-Are you sure?
-It's all fine. Thanks.

Okay.

We've been through so much together.

Remember when we'd
sneak out at night?

And when we sewed for Aurorita?

Let's not kid ourselves,
I never sewed a stitch.

No.

But what times...

I miss them.

Who would've thought
we'd go through this again.

Where did you find that?

Why didn't you say anything?

I don't know.

Nothing's going to happen,
you hear me? Nothing.

It'll all be fine.

-Clara, Clara.
-What's wrong?

Some clinic is looking for Clara.

Put the call through to here.
Let's go, we have work to do.

-But is everything alright?
-Yes, don't worry.

You can't tell me anything?

I'll take care of it.

What did he say?

He has the results,
but he can't tell me anything.

-The doctor will tell me.
-Let's go.

It'll all be fine.

Raúl... What are you doing?

I've got my foot in the door.
My God, this is senseless!

Are you going to be like this
in the showrooms, the workshop,

-your whole life?
-Like what?

You've been here two day

and not a word to anyone,
only where strictly necessary.

We've already forgiven you.

The close of the auction today
is in your hands, Raúl.

Is this how you want to
say goodbye to the showrooms?

I see that it is.

But it makes me sad.

I even got you
a rose from downstairs.

But if you want this
to be the end,

I'll take the rose.

-Raúl...
-Pedro!

Do you think you can come here,

rub the lamp and walk off?

Is the genie finally going to speak?

I'm ashamed.

I did everything wrong.

I've been deceiving you
all these years.

And the worst thing is,
I don't know why.

I was going to tell you all
when I arrived, but...

seeing you there,
thrilled to hear the story,

I was... I didn't dare...

to tell you the truth.
I'm an idiot.

No, it's a "coward", "chicken".

I've always been
"Pedro the Chicken".

And in the end...

You know that everyone loves you
the way you are, don't you?

And you've always,

always been a benchmark for me.

And along with Rita,

you're the two bravest people
I've ever met.

Look at the trip you made to Africa.

True, you didn't live in squalor.
Naturally, we know you.

But I'm sure...

that you helped a lot of people
who needed it.

You have no idea.

I owe you an apology, Pedro.

You and all the others.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Exactly, that's in section 3,
paragraph B.

-May I?
-Of course.

-Good afternoon.
-Alberto. Max.

It's ready to sign.

The agreement states that
the Seville location

is independent
and he has no objections.

The time has come.
Is anyone else coming?

I didn't want to call anyone.

Well,

with this signature we say goodbye to
the company that gave us everything.

I'm sure the new group
will bring joy and great success.

I'm sure it will.

Alberto, you may not remember, but...

Max was an assistant in
the showrooms some time ago.

What a surprise.

He wasn't here long, but it's
a nice way to close the circle.

Velvet changed my life.

This is no ordinary signature,
it's like coming home.

It's time.

You first.

Well, you got what you wanted.

Actually, not yet.

Blanca, believe it or not,
I'm still in love with you.

Max,

I was married to Emilio
and very happy at his side.

I'm not the woman you knew.

Nor am I that lad with no future.

I've waited a long time
for this moment.

Give me a chance.

This is madness.

What would life be
without this kind of madness?

Let's start over.

Blanca, I was waiting for you.
We're waiting.

Yes, I was about to come down.

Oh, this is Max,

the representative of the new owner
of Velvet Showrooms.

-Delighted.
-Likewise.

Shall we go down?

Great.
Put it next to the girls.

Watch those cables,
they'll be on camera.

Thanks, Enrique.

Enrique? What are you doing here?

Palomita, how nice.

I'm producing the event
for television.

What other agency would do it?

You're just the right person,
I fancied a coffee.

Look, smarty, I don't believe
you're here by chance.

You look terrific.

-Watch the back, please.
-This way, ladies.

Marie, talk to the Singer rep.

-Yes, of course.
-I'll be right with you. Not that way.

Here I am.

Is this adjustment done by hand
or with one of our machines?

Normally by hand,

but I did this one with a machine.

Laura, can you bring this up?
I'll leave it here.

-An adjustment?
-Not that the machine's bad,

but these little tricks

help me to give a unique touch
to the garments.

One thing.

We won't have problems...

with the breaking of the contract?

Not at all. Besides,
it needn't be broken.

We have a good relationship
with the group buying Velvet.

But I'm not here about
our agreement, but about you.

Me?

No one makes the most
out of our machines as Velvet,

and that's entirely your doing.

-I don't know what to say.
-It's not a personal opinion,

we've spoken at the company
and even though Velvet is sold,

we'd like you to stay with Singer.

I don't understand.

We're launching a new line
of machines

and we want you to be the first
Singer ambassador in Spain.

Me?

No one knows the virtues
of our machines better than you.

With your experience,
you'd be perfect.

What do you say?

We had other plans,
because Jonás...

I want you to be happy, that's all.

You're right, Marie.
I took you for granted.

In these years, we've all grown,

so whatever you decide,
I'll support you.

-Is that a yes?
-Yes.

-Then welcome to Singer.
-Thank you.

With this it's enough, Raúl.

No! I'm going on television,
not serving just anyone.

-Not even the great ladies of theatre...
-Don't make me nervous.

-Are these nice? Very light...
-Yes.

Too light for television.
Hold on, I know.

-Need some help?
-Yes.

This one's darker.

-Let me see this.
-This one for television?

One second. Wasn't this...

the dress of Rita I was looking for?

Don Emilio.

-How can I be of assistance?
-I need some advice.

I want to make a gift for Rita.

It'll be
our first Christmas together.

-I told you, I and Rita...
-It's "Rita and I", no?

-You and Rita what?
-Ignore me. Go on.

I want to take her to dinner.
Not an expensive place,

I don't have much money.
I'm so in love with her...

You want me to help you
find a gift for Rita?

-Any ideas?
-Yes, one of the dresses from here.

You're giving Rita one of the dresses

that she sees every day.

-Make an effort. Think.
-Yes.

-Rita deserves something special, no?
-Yes.

Ask Mr. De la Riva
to show you a dress

-that's not in the store.
-You're a clairvoyant, Emilio.

Of course, a clairvoyant.
Come to think of it,

-I should go with you.
-Alright. Thank you.

Good, here it is.

The dreadful woman
didn't come to pick it up.

Mr. De la Riva, her husband died.
She forgot about the order.

-The dead, no. If there's a ghost...
-Infantes!

Forget the dead!
This dress is a gem, Pedro.

The woman was going to wear it
to an elite Madrid cocktail party.

-Do you like it, Emilio?
-Mr. De la Riva says it is.

-This dress is divine, Pedro.
-Yes?

It'd have to be adjusted
to fit her, but look...

-Adjusted, yes, a little.
-Adjust what?

What a beautiful dress.

-What?
-That dress.

-What dress? Do you see a dress?
-No.

What's that? A puppy dog?

-Oh, yes, very pretty.
-A lovely dress. Lovely.

No, I get it.
You're giving it to Romina, eh?

You don't think I can do
the adjustment.

-No, Rita...
-What is this nonsense?

Tell me what I have to do
and I'll have it ready tomorrow.

-There's no need.
-Pedro...

No need, the size is fine.
The size is fine.

Don't take it away.

Now we're out of a dress.

And if the dress has a ghost
or something, well...

-What are you doing here now?
-Shut up.

-How do I look?
-What's that dress?

-You're not the only one with secrets.
-You took it from the workshop?

-You'll see if Blanca catches you.
-Clarita, give me some room.

-Blanca's coming!
-No! She'll catch me!

-Behind the wardrobe, and you there!
-No, it's a new dress.

-Then the other way around.
-I always get it.

We'll get caught
because of the music.

She's gone.

Where did you come from
that you're hiding from Blanca?

I bet it's from seeing Alberto.

-It was so lovely...
-Tell us.

-And that dress?
-Tell me it looks nice on me.

I'm meeting Pedro for dinner
and I want to impress him.

Isn't that the widow's dress?

What widow?
You'll jinx me with Pedro!

Don't be evil.
Ignore her, you look gorgeous.

-You look beautiful.
-Now...

Yes, you're beautiful, sis'.
You're so pretty.

Oh, Pedrito, my Pedrito.
Where's my Pedrito?

Please!

I came to see the girls.

When I saw her wearing it,

I almost died.

She was gorgeous.

Pedro,

do you know something?

The dress you're looking for...

is in your hands.

What?

Well...

Rita never told me
she wore it that night.

And since you didn't take it,

I decided to keep it.

And I made it into this jacket.

And I'd like you to keep it

because if I'd known this story,
I would never have modified it.

I don't believe it.

Neither do I.

Life's twists and turns.

Sorry to interrupt,
but we're going to be late.

-For what?
-For what?

The auction.

-That auction, that's right.
-I haven't chosen a jacket!

What do I wear?
A black tux is the standard!

Miriam, accompany Mr. Expósito
to his seat, please.

Thank you.

Nice to meet you.

I'll be waiting for you.

-Everything alright?
-Yes.

-Is that "Max", Max?
-Max.

It seems I've come at a bad time.

It's been so long
since we've seen each other...

Do you know how it feels
when life's given you everything

and suddenly someone
you didn't expect come back...?

And the pieces on the board...

The pieces on the board
are repositioned.

Yes.

Blanca, do you think
people can change?

If one puts their mind to it, yes.

Eduard's getting out of prison...

and he wrote me a letter.

Do you know the worst part?

I feel that he's still
very important to me.

Macarena,

you needn't feel bad about that.

Do what your heart tells you.

We're on in ten seconds.

-Everything ready?
-Yes, we're starting now.

-Now?
-Yes, get ready.

5, 4, 3,

2... Applause!

Dear homes and families,
allow me to introduce myself.

I am fashion designer
Raúl De la Riva.

As you all know,
tonight we need...

your cooperation for a good cause.

Through a history of Velvet outfits,

we want to cooperate

with one of the poorest
communities in Africa.

This is a very special night...

because we bid farewell
to the Velvet showrooms

as we know them.

May Velvet fashion
make everyone shine

one last night.

-Shall we begin?
-Yes. Smile, smile.

Ladies and gentlemen,
let's begin the auction.

Starting at 2,000 pesetas.

5,000. Any more bids?

We remind you that
you can bid from home.

Nº 46. Any more bids? 76...

The operator! Wonderful!

Mrs. Macarena Rey
for 30,000 pesetas!

Gentleman 12 raises to 3.000.

4,000.

8,000.

Nº 16 for 89,000 pesetas,

the final dress!

This is incredible,

we've reached an historic figure
for Velvet:

998,500 pesetas!

Now I just want to say...

from the bottom of my heart...

Congratulations. Happy holidays.

Merry Christmas!

-To Velvet.
-To Velvet.

Here's the champagne.

Guys...

I think it'd be wise to wait.

I'm sorry to ruin such a special
celebration for everyone, but...

Clara and Mateo are taking
so long and...

What's wrong?

I knew the call wasn't good news.

-What call?
-What's happened?

There's something I want
to tell you, that Clara is...

What's wrong?

I see we're in the spotlight.

I'm sorry, I didn't want
to meddle in your affairs.

Don't worry. It's just that...

we have something important
to tell you.

We're going to have a baby!

What a fright!

What a fright! What a fright!

I was so worried...

All this time I thought
I could have cancer, and look.

Chérie,

all this time
you've kept this secret?

Other people keep secrets.

That's true.

It's a shame we don't live
in another world,

where there are no rich or poor,

where one isn't judged...

for living their sexuality
in freedom.

I want to introduce
the love of my life.

Menelik.

I suppose you already imagined.

-No!
-No, no, no.

He's the man that makes me happy,

who's shown me everything
I lacked to be a complete person.

And I want to spend the rest
of my days with him,

if he'll let me.

-I love you.
-And I love you.

And I love you.

-How lovely.
-One moment, please.

If we're saying goodbye
to Velvet today,

our Velvet, it can't end like this.

Don't ship's captains officiate
at weddings on special occasions?

Today, in support of
freedom and respect,

in a world we should be living in,

I offer to officiate at this wedding
on the ship that brought us here.

-What wedding?
-Yours.

-What? You can't do that.
-It'll be a family thing, among us.

-I can't think of a better ending.
-Sure.

-Come on.
-You can't say no.

-Of course I can't say no.
-Buddy!

Velvet is, above every
other consideration, a family.

And if we've learned anything
within these walls these past years,

it's that one has to fight
to find happiness

and start your own family.

Whatever the cost,
no matter what people think.

As captain of...

Sorry, Alberto, but I've been waiting
for this moment my whole life.

-Would you mind keeping it short?
-Sure.

-Raúl, do you take Menelik...?
-Yes, yes, yes!

Wait, wait.

-The rings.
-Oh, the rings!

Oh, yes, yes.

Not this one.

Now you may kiss the groom.

-Bravo!
-Long live the grooms!

-Hurrah!
-Hurrah!

-Long live the grooms!
-Long live the grooms!

-Hurrah!
-Hurrah!

-Hurrah!
-Hurrah!

Thank you.

I'll get some champagne.

I don't believe it!

Leaving already?

Yes.

I'm meeting someone for dinner.

Waiting for someone?

Yes.

Is it your first time
in our showrooms?

You're wearing one of the most
emblematic dresses in our collection.

Oh, you're not going to
answer my questions.

Then I'll have to guess your answers.

I see you're wearing a ring,

so I deduce that you're married.
A lucky man.

No jewellery, that says
a lot about you.

You're a simple woman,

but it reflects badly on your husband.
He should buy you some.

I'll remind him.

-He's a very lucky man.
-He is.

And you? Do you consider
yourself a lucky woman?

Very.

We haven't done so badly.

No, we've done very well.

I still don't believe it.

And so...

our story comes to an end.

Don't let me alone.

Never.