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You already know the story.

Adam and Eve were living happily in paradise.

Everything was perfect until one day,

Eve had the brilliant idea of eating the forbidden fruit.

Well, what a surprise.

Of course it's our fault everything went downhill.

We women, we sinners.

Ever since we got kicked out of paradise,

we have spent our time struggling between what we desire and what's expected of us...

According to God, of course.

And what usually happens? Well, we sin.

And then we regret it.

GUILTY

GUILTY

Sometimes we regret not having sinned as well.

INNOCENT

Even though I know I shouldn't be doing this,

I don't regret it.

You know why?

Because no matter how hard we try, sometimes our impulses

are just totally and utterly beyond our control.

♪ Oh, yeah! ♪

And other times, we commit a sin in order to avoid committing a bigger one.

SINNER

THE LADY'S COMPANION

LESSON 4: WARD OFF TEMPTATION

Elena, don't go.

We can order something for breakfast, or...

I have to get going.

Let me walk you home, at least.

Wow. Just what I needed to see.

♪ Oh, yeah! ♪

So, Eve, any advice for a fellow sinner?

Elena!

Go fetch her. I want to talk to her.

I've had enough of this. Elena!

She's not home.

And I don't want you making a scene. Calm down.

How can I calm down, Angustias?

I had a job, you know? And a place to live.

Now what?

Do you know Dolores Infantes?

She's a friend of mine. She has a spare room.

You can stay there for a few days.

You'll find work again.

Trust me.

Whoa!

Whoa!

It's a copy.

I'm staying in town for a bit longer.

We said one night.

It was a nice goodbye.

I don't wanna say goodbye.

Elena.

Elena!

You didn't see him do that, did you?

Are you all right?

Yes. I am, thanks.

Hmm? Ah.

- Yes! One moment! - Miss Bianda!

- Yes? - Sorry, I didn't mean to barge in.

Not at all. Don't worry about it.

- Where have you been? - What?

Uh, tell me about you instead.

It seems you have something important to say.

Santiago kissed me.

Last night. And it was magical!

Magical?

With Eduardo, everything was very passionate. You know?

But with Santiago, it was tender.

It was sweet but firm. He clearly knows how to kiss.

I get the picture.

And then what happened?

He left.

And I can't take this grin off my face since.

Aren't you glad? It's the answer to all of our problems.

Yeah, of course. Of course I'm glad. You just caught me by surprise is all.

But yeah, um...

- I'm happy you're excited. - I can't wait to see him again.

Then we can start courting. Then he'll talk to my father.

And then a wedding, a proper one. And then we'll have a baby...

It's always the same.

The more frustrated she is, the better her aim.

I don't understand! Santiago was always around here.

Then out of the blue, he disappears for a week.

Why is that so? Why didn't he ask me out? Why?

Maybe he's writing the operetta right now, or he's deep in the creative flow.

That's no excuse, Miss Bianda.

If his feelings were real.

Well, when it comes to love, some people can be cowards.

Right, Elena?

Yes. Love can be complicated.

Complicated, huh?

This game is too, yet here we are.

Your turn.

Fear breaks people apart.

And obviously, when you're apart, you can't hurt each other.

But you can't make each other happy either.

So rule number one, don't fall in love with a coward.

I don't usually listen to her advice, but Esther's absolutely right.

If Santiago's being a coward, then I'll have to be the one who's brave.

So you're talking to him?

No.

What, then?

You are.

A great act of bravery, indeed.

Uh, I don't think that's a good idea.

Santiago and I don't really get along.

Why do you say that? I'm sure that's not true.

Uh, trust me. It's not a good idea.

You're my right hand. And the best chaperone in town.

You'll bring him to his senses. I know it.

I'll bring him to his senses?

Sure, that's a great idea.

Thanks, Esther.

Still not talking to me, huh?

What would you have me say?

I've been patiently putting up with your subtle hints, isn't that enough?

If you talked to me in private, I wouldn't be sarcastic in public.

All right. Well, if you want to talk, let's talk.

That was a mistake, and you know it.

I don't think it was. Although you clearly regretted it.

- You're just putting words in my mouth. - Oh, so you don't regret it?

That's not exactly what I said either.

Well, in that case, you're not saying anything, Josefina.

So here we are.

I have to admit, you're right about that.

I've been waiting for this to happen for a while, you know?

These kind of affections can be confusing.

All right. Guess I have to clear my mind.

Arrange a date for me to see Mr. Monsalve. I wanna know him better.

Miss Esther. Miss Esther, wait.

If you're going to say he's a bad suitor, save it.

From now on, I'll get to decide that.

Good morning!

- Miss Zapico. Josefina. - Adela.

Running errands?

Doña Paquita needs them. I hope that they sweeten her day.

How is she coping with the grief?

Doña Paquita's pretty resilient.

She's finding strength in her faith in Christ.

I find it admirable.

I was going to ask you how you're feeling today, but what's the point?

Well, I think I'm feeling a little better.

You're just getting worse.

What are you talking about? I'm much better than last week.

Did you tell them I'm resilient?

That I'm finding strength in my faith in Christ?

And that I find it admirable, yes.

I spread the word exactly as you told me to.

I wish my heart had failed instead of my cousin Amelia's.

I have nothing to live for.

Don't say that. You have many things to live for.

You have a son.

I rarely ever see him.

I have nothing, Adelita. Only money.

Well, money is indeed important.

It couldn't buy me a husband, could it, darling?

A husband? What do you need a husband for?

What do you think?

To not be alone.

You see?

It's so noticeable that even you can tell how lonely I am.

May I ask where you have been, sir?

On business.

Your mother's stuck in bed, with no will to live because of Amelia's death,

and meanwhile, you go off on business?

- Can't you see she's heartbroken? - Ah! Heartbroken, you say?

Are you comparing the death of a loved one with a woman not falling at your feet?

No. I'm just explaining why I didn't want to come back here.

- Because I didn't want to see your face. - Me neither.

Sometimes we have to do things we don't want for people we love.

No wonder your mother's so desperate for a husband.

What are you talking about?

Your mother can be a real headache. You can't even begin to imagine.

But she has a really big heart.

And you should be grateful that you have her.

Take it from someone who hasn't had your luck.

Oh, and that kiss?

I'd refuse that a thousand times over. Do you know why?

Because I don't kiss drunken womanizers.

If you'll excuse me, I'll see you at teatime.

Because if you care about your mother at all,

it's time you start showing it.

Determination. Things must be done with determination.

Especially when it's for someone you love. I mean Miss Cristina, of course.

I'll just ask him. Nothing will happen.

♪ Oh, yeah! ♪

Don't laugh. Like I said, sometimes we can't control our impulses.

♪ Oh, yeah! ♪

Who am I trying to fool?

This is not going to end well.

This is not going to end well.

I'm really trying, Santiago.

But every day they do their best to show me that I don't belong in their world.

When they're not throwing hats at me, they're staring.

Or worse, laughing.

Sara, you've earned your spot there, just like them.

You don't owe anything to them.

I wish more people were as kind as you.

Sara, it's a matter of time. They'll leave you alone at some point.

Hey, I'm starting to get worried. I can't hear anything right now.

Turn around.

Santi!

Santi?

Yep?

Miss Bianda.

Miss Bianda!

Miss Bianda?

- I'll go and make some coffee. - No. I've already had some.

Thanks. No, the coffee is for Miss Bianda. It's called manners, son.

Um... what brings you here, Miss Bianda?

Your sister told me that Mr. Torres had a book for her to borrow.

- A book? - What book?

Don Juan Tenorio.

Ah, that book. Um...

Well, I should... I should go.

I want to stop by the house before I go to class.

See you in a bit, Miss Sara.

Thanks for the gift.

The book thing was genius. You know, you should be a writer too.

Why haven't you been to the Mencía house in over a week?

Work.

Lots of work, actually.

I'm working on the operetta.

You know? I'm finding it very different from novels.

It's like theater, but not the same.

- Know what I mean? Could you read-- - Did you kiss Cristina?

I did.

I shouldn't have, but I wanted to...

find clarity.

I wanted to understand what... what's going on.

Then why don't you ask for a formal date and court her?

What?

Answer the question.

Mm.

And what was the question, Miss Bianda?

I want to know why you haven't asked for a formal meeting.

Ah.

Because I'm not sure I want one, to be honest.

- You're ditching her. - No.

Everything's so clear to you, huh? Crystal clear, always.

Well, the rest of us human beings need a little more time to know what we want.

Understand what I'm saying, Bianda?

My feelings are not exactly as they were before.

Sure, your feelings are like a wave that drags you under.

- Hey! That was a low blow! - You're a coward!

- I'm not a coward! - Then prove it!

♪ And I ♪

♪ Will always love you ♪

♪ I will always love you ♪

Miss Bianda!

Miss Bianda!

Wait! Elena!

Elena!

SINNER TRAITOR

HARLOT JUDAS

That was wrong. I don't know how this happened.

Miss Bianda.

Miss Sara?

Will you tell me once and for all what's going on?

CAUGHT

Cristina? Do you have a minute?

Is something wrong?

- Shall we sit down? - Of course.

I've been thinking over and over these days...

about a very delicate matter.

And after much consideration,

Angustias has convinced me that the best thing for you

and for this family

is for us to find another chaperone.

What?

Miss Bianda is not a good influence on you girls.

- She is. - She challenged my authority.

- She was just trying to protect us. - I don't trust her, Cristina.

Father! You can't do this!

We have the perfect replacement. Alicia Casas.

She no longer works for Alba de Senovilla.

- No! Elena has to stay. I need her. - Why is that?

Elena!

If you're here to ask for details, I was just about to do the same.

Can you leave us alone for a moment?

- Elena and I have something important to-- - No need for excuses, Cristina. I know.

Miss Bianda, come to my study.

After you.

When were you going to tell me that my godson has become

my daughter's official suitor?

Official suitor?

Cristina told me herself.

Well, your daughter is young. Maybe she's jumping to conclusions.

Are you saying he's not interested in her?

I'm just saying it's too soon to consider it something formal.

Not before a slow and steady courtship. So we can see--

I was going to fire you, Miss Bianda.

Until Cristina told me what happened.

- You were gonna fire me? - Mm-hmm.

But just the thought of Cristina and my godson together...

Well, we couldn't...

I couldn't be happier.

And I know how hard it must be for Santiago.

He is very peculiar.

Cristina was telling me how she hasn't heard from him lately.

So I'm going to invite him over and give him my blessing.

That's not a good idea.

I'm not asking for your opinion. I'm asking you to do your job.

I'm inviting him over,

and you're seeing to it that his interest turns into a courtship.

So Eduardo disappears,

and you suddenly shift your attention to Santiago.

He's been around since forever, yet you never noticed him.

Of course I noticed him.

Why are you desperate for a suitor?

- Did you really think I wouldn't notice? - I was ashamed. It was a mistake.

And burdening him with Eduardo's child isn't?

What choice do I have?

Have the baby alone? It would be a scandal for Father and the whole family.

I don't care about that.

Because you do what you want. You're the only one going to university.

You don't care about anything, but I have nothing. I can't do anything.

But you don't love him.

Yes, I do!

What's going on?

Please don't say anything.

Thank you.

If you're going out, would you mind taking me to class?

I don't know what happened between you and your sister.

But I'm sure that whatever she's done, she only meant well.

- Yeah, sure. - Sweetie...

No, Father. Don't worry about it, really. I wasn't expecting you to take my side.

- I didn't know there were sides. - Of course there are, Father.

Everybody thinks I'm strong-willed and I do whatever I want. Fine.

But I have feelings too! And I have problems! Don't you see?

Hey, hey.

I know.

Hey, come here. Come here.

There, there.

Everything would be so much easier for you if you had sons.

Hey.

And everything would be so much easier for us as well.

Sara!

Father, what on earth are you doing here?

Taking your side, if there is a side to be taken.

I can do this by myself, Father, please.

- There she is! - Get out of here!

Enough! What is the matter with you?

You should all be ashamed!

You are accusing men of learning.

Tell your daughter that this university is not a schoolyard.

These men of learning throw stones at me as if they were--

My godson writes for El Corresponsal.

I'm sure he'll gladly tell the editor what's going on here.

That story would definitely sell a lot of copies.

Do you think she told him?

No, of course not.

She's your sister, and if anyone knows how to keep a secret, it's her.

If you're talking about Santiago, I did it for you.

I didn't want you fired.

I appreciate the gesture. I really do. But, uh...

Now we have a bigger problem.

What problem? What did he tell you?

I have to be honest.

I got him to come clean.

But? What's the "but"?

There is always a problem when there is a "but"!

Miss Cristina, before that, you should know, um...

I've been growing very fond of you.

This is my job, but... I see you as my friend.

And I really mean that.

It's mutual, Elena.

You don't know how happy I am to have you by my side.

Honestly, I'm so lucky. You have no idea.

You're my best friend.

But why beat around the bush?

Well, Santiago has doubts.

Doubts?

Because of how close he is to your family.

COWARD

He's afraid to put it at risk.

I am a coward, yes.

I just didn't wanna break her heart, I'm sorry.

Put it at risk, how? My father couldn't be happier.

Well, you know Santiago better than I do. We shouldn't pressure him.

Of course.

We wouldn't want him to run away after talking to your father.

What?

Your father wants to meet Santiago to give his blessing.

- I told him it wasn't a good idea, but... - This is all my fault.

How was I supposed to know that Santiago...?

What can we do?

That's a great question.

I'd choose you over Miss Bianda any time, without a question.

But she's managed to do some good for the family.

And that's the only thing that matters.

You know, I haven't seen Don Pedro so excited in a while.

I understand.

I'm sorry, Alicia.

Don't worry about it.

I'll manage.

Miss Casas, you shouldn't have.

It's just a small gesture.

After all, you saved my life.

You exaggerate.

- Do you feel better? - Ah, absolutely.

Do you like them?

Mm. Mm-hmm. Mm.

Very much so.

I couldn't wait to see you again.

But I didn't think it would be so soon.

So I was forced to improvise

I hope this ride is to your liking.

Watching you row is delightful.

It's so hot! It's muggy, you know?

Well, actually, I think it's going to rain.

Sure you don't want us to help?

No, come on. This is nothing.

I hope you don't get dizzy.

Josefina looks indisposed. Look at that face. Aren't you having fun?

Like a schoolgirl.

No!

Not you too!

Oh...

Is having a coffee with me that bad?

It must be the rain. You know how it gets. Lázaro will be here shortly.

No, it's my fault for believing he would come. Here.

Eat.

Maybe I'm the one to blame. Maybe my scolding scared him away.

Hmm? Wait, you scolded him? Really?

A little... a lot. Too much.

I... I just couldn't stand seeing you stuck in bed.

It broke my heart.

Where's the most beautiful mother on the face of the Earth?

I am late. I admit it. But to make up for it... Hmm?

A Petunia correntina! Very lively!

A natural-born survivor. Able to thrive and shine in any condition.

- Just like you, Mother. - Ah!

Flattery has always been your forte.

But when it comes to plants, you couldn't tell a ficus from a petunia.

In any case, that was just a pretext. Will you join me?

Join you where? Look outside! It's pouring!

But not in the greenhouse.

Let's get this beauty planted, then you show me your collection of camellias.

Enjoy your gardening!

Oh...

Thanks for bringing us home. And for the boat ride. It was fun.

I wish the two of you had seen your faces when I dropped the oars.

Forgive me. Uh, I had a lovely time, but I should probably get going--

Why the rush? Stay.

I've already taken a lot of... of your time.

And for that, I thank you. Goodbye.

- Enjoy the courtship? - Don't start.

What if I told you that I really like Daniel? Would you care?

Yes, I'm waiting for Santiago. I have to warn him what to expect.

Lollygagging, are we?

One moment you find a suitor for Cristina, and the next you're daydreaming.

Even if I was able to marry Carlota to the King of England,

you still wouldn't tolerate me.

You're absolutely right.

Although gaining Santiago's attention has won you Don Pedro's favor.

And my benevolence. For the moment.

You'd better make that wedding happen.

If you excuse me, I'll get the door.

I am going to welcome the suitor.

Could you let the Mencías know?

- Mr. Torres. - It's pouring down!

- Listen, we need to talk. - Stupid thing.

I couldn't open the door from the outside. Why?

Well, obviously. As a suitor, he can't simply barge in.

Listen to me, all right?

I can't talk about the kiss right now. Don Pedro's waiting.

Me neither. That mistake never happened.

But we did kiss.

- You kissed me. - Yeah, and you kissed me back, so...

- I did not kiss you back. - Yes, you did.

- That's what I'm saying. - I don't have time to argue.

It's important that you know why you're here.

Mr. Torres? If you'll come with me.

Sure. Yes.

He's walking straight into a trap.

Santiago! Thank you for being here.

- Don Pedro. - Especially with this weather.

Right?

- Right. - Would you like some coffee?

Uh...

- Sure. Thanks. - Great.

No! I'll do it, don't worry.

Sure. Please, have a seat.

You're probably wondering why I invited you here.

You know that I'm a forthright man.

And honest as well, right?

And that I like to do things properly, as God intended.

Oh!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

Well, it burns a little.

- But I'm fine. - Let's put water on it!

- No, I'm fine. - There's no need to pretend.

I'm telling you. I'm fine.

I'm sorry, this isn't working out the way I planned.

It's fine.

Cristina told me.

I wanted to give you my consent and blessing too.

My future son-in-law!

- Uh... - How wonderful.

- Santiago! - Carlota!

Look what I've found.

The magic lantern you used to play with long ago.

You know how it works, right?

Yep. I do, yeah.

- Where's Sara? - Sara?

She's not here?

The roads will be muddy with all this rain.

So I guess we'll be waiting here for a while, I'm afraid.

You know you're the only one who dares speak to me?

Remember the first day? I tried to warn you what would happen.

They hung my stethoscope on the bell tower.

You can use mine whenever you need.

Camilo Keita.

Sara Mencía.

And she bit into the forbidden fruit.

Then what?

They loved it. So they didn't care they got kicked out of paradise.

Ah.

We'd compete to see who came up with the best story for each image.

But it stopped being fun. Santiago got all the applause.

And this one?

Do you remember the story?

Didn't you use this for the swordfish story?

I... I don't remember it, actually.

- What are you doing? - Sara! Has it stopped raining?

Yes. It has.

So... how was class, huh?

Well, much better. Thanks.

Well, I think I'd better get going now that the rain's finally stopped.

I'll walk him to the door, Father.

All right. Santiago.

- Don Pedro. - See you soon, son.

- Aren't you the chaperone? - Yes.

Sara.

- Sara! Sara! Come here! - What?

- Tell me this one! - You'll love this one. So...

Once upon a time, in a very cold...

As I believe I said already, sometimes we can't control our impulses.

No, I obviously care.

What's wrong, Santiago?

After all, to sin is to be human.

What's superhuman is dealing with the consequences of that sin with dignity.

What happened?

He...

He's beginning to develop feelings for another woman.