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"THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION,

BASED ON AND INSPIRED BY REAL-LIFE EVENTS."

For some, beauty isn't about looks,

but about how you feel inside.

For others, even beauty can be tiring.

But if I'm honest with you,

I'll take being tired.

Sometimes, nature creates masterpieces.

And this is one of them.

Andrea Vanessa,

the most famous model this country ever had.

And although it may seem incredible, this beauty wasn't always perfect.

Let's say it was a diamond in the rough.

A diamond only an expert could polish.

Shaio Domínguez, the protagonist of this story,

and founder of the biggest and most controversial

modeling agency in the history of Colombia.

If anyone wonders what these perfect women are doing

entering this building,

it's what every woman who knows she's beautiful does best:

run the world on her terms.

Come in. Mr. Miller is waiting for you.

I've been asked for favors, but this one is unique.

You want to borrow the company's helicopter?

Haven't you read the papers? We've decided for the agency to bring in

the most famous Italian designer, Tabucci.

A guy of this caliber has never been to the country to do a runway show.

Everybody is invited,

the cream of the crop of Colombia.

-Didn't you get an invitation? -What happened with the Italian man?

So, we introduced him to a friend and he decided to go

to some Pacific island, knowing he had to be back

this morning,

before the tide rises. There are no boats after that.

He didn't leave.

But if he doesn't come today, there's no event tomorrow.

Can't you understand that the helicopter won't fly anybody

who doesn't belong to the company?

Unless the president says so.

You can do that.

Ask me for anything.

I'll organize the event you want, with the models you want,

and as big as you want.

Whatever you want, but I need that Italian guy here today.

Whatever I want?

Why don't we do this?

Why don't you call Pozo

and tell the union rep that you won't be able to make it today.

This way, you can thank Shaio

for all the times she's invited you to agency parties,

by bringing the Italian here.

In the meantime, you can take me out to lunch,

and later, you can come to rehearsal if you want.

How does that sound?

-I really... -Seriously.

Is it too much to ask?

-Thank you. -Good morning.

Captain.

-How are you? -Very well, thank you.

Luis, take the day off if you'd like.

I have an important meeting,

and a long one, if anybody asks.

If you think money is the ultimate power,

clearly you don't know the power of beauty.

And that's what this story is about.

About the time we discovered how far a man is willing to go

to have a beautiful woman by his side,

and how far she'll go to get anything with her beauty.

My name is Óscar Lorduy. Nobody knows me and I'm not famous.

But for years I worked at the greatest modeling agency

this country has ever had.

I worked behind the scenes, of course.

The reason I'm making this video is...

is this.

The second draft of my book,

which tells the story of what really happened at that agency,

and how it ended up touching and transforming many lives.

For better and for worse.

I just sent it to a few publishers and I don't know what'll happen.

Whether they'll dare to publish it or not.

What I mean is...

if anybody is watching this video,

it's because I'm dead.

Let's begin.

It was the year 1991,

and the country had gone through a very dark period in its recent history.

Colombia was plunged into a painful wave of violence.

News about us around the world was terrifying.

Death, bombings, attacks,

kidnappings, guerrillas, and drug trafficking.

Recognizing someone from Colombia was easy at any airport.

You only had to see the panic on their faces

when going through immigration.

Hello.

PASSPORT

I promised my boy that if he did well in school,

we'd bring him to Disney.

Since we got the visa

and my brother-in-law's friend said he would have us,

we came.

Right, my boy?

"All right, sir, to the back room."

We haven't done anything.

What was crime? Being scared, that fear.

The guilt complex for being Colombian, dude.

The sentence?

Being sent to the room without knowing if you'd come out.

Your 15 years of savings for the trip didn't matter,

or if you had endured the ultimate humiliation test,

which was going to get the visa.

They still always treated you like dirt.

But that year...

That year,

something was about to change the course of this country.

Something that wasn't just going to change how we were seen abroad,

but also the lives of everyone.

And no, I'm not referring to the new constitution being signed.

FREEDOM AND ORDER

Or Pablo Escobar turning himself in to the authorities.

I'm willing to add however many years to my sentence

to contribute to my family's peace, to Colombia's peace.

Of course, that also helped.

But what truly changed the country's fate,

came unexpectedly

one day in 1991 in the chapel of a girls' school.

Pao.

Oh, Shaio.

-Shall we go to Mass? -Of course.

What a blessing, right?

I want to tell you something.

What are your plans when we get out of here?

I don't know, I don't want to imagine.

Do you know what you'll study?

Well, I think I'm going to go

for television direction and production.

-Really? Oh! -I think so.

Congratulations, I love that career.

Yes, we'll see.

So you haven't thought about anything? No way.

Sure, you know I like social work and all that,

so perhaps something related to that.

Psychology, perhaps. Oh, I don't know.

All I know is I want school to be over,

-I can't take it anymore. -Oh, yes.

But you know what my mom does for a living, right?

-Of course. Beauty pageants. -Mm-hmm.

She prepares beauty pageants and stuff. Right?

Have you ever wanted to be a beauty queen?

-Oh! No. -Well, yes, compete in Miss Bogotá

and, perhaps, Miss Colombia.

And from there, you can do all your social work.

Right? Huh?

You know, that could be interesting.

But only if I'm Miss Universe. Otherwise, no.

Can you imagine?

-"Paola Turbay, Miss Universe." -Miss Universe.

Don't laugh, you're making me nervous.

I never thought I'd tell Paola to become a beauty queen.

-She's gorgeous and perfect, look at her. -Yes, she just...

has the face, the body,

the class.

-Walk slowly. -And the best part,

she doesn't know what shame is.

-Her boyfriend is super hot, too. -Yes.

-Colombia! -Very good.

-Yes? Great. -Good.

And the rest, ladies and gentlemen, is history.

So the journey to Thailand began.

The queen is...

Miss Santa Fe de Bogotá.

QUEEN

Here is Paola Turbay, smiling,

thrilled, and more beautiful than ever.

THAILAND, 1992

MISS UNIVERSE

The whole country, at least, was in front of the television,

hoping that in Thailand, in front of millions of people,

they'd see the national queen, the sovereign of all Colombians...

I believe she's going to do the country proud.

And finally, they'll see that we're mostly good people.

We deserve this victory, we deserve a crown.

We were reclaiming in one night the dignity we had lost.

How are you doing after training so hard?

I can look after myself

in the physical aspect, but after being here,

I know where to improve.

I believe you're more than just okay.

No, Tulia, thanks. I'm sorry, excuse me. Oh!

So where are we at?

What? You don't know?

Where have you been? We're up to the ten finalists!

From now on, her career is a matter of life or death.

Any little thing that happens is super important.

If you get a Miss Universe title, you'll be the queen of this town.

I'm already the queen.

Where is your stupid boyfriend?

Dying at the gym.

Come on, ten more.

Come on, bro, let's go.

-Let's see. There. -Please.

Ten, come on. Come on, Nico.

-Come on, you can do it. Nine left. -According to him,

turning into a beast

for the day we get married.

Yes, a beast.

A beast who hasn't noticed

his trainer makes his girlfriend swoon.

Hey.

What's wrong with you?

Mr. Berny?

Quick question.

Can I go now?

We planned to watch Paola's pageant with some friends.

-Yes, of course. Go, it already started. -Berny! Help!

-Berny, help me! -What happened, bro?

-Berny. -Buddy. Easy.

What happened?

Are you okay? Did you get hurt?

No, I'm perfect.

I'm wonderful, just fine.

-Wow, great set, it made me suffer. -Yes.

The good thing is that it's starting to show, right? Look.

Yes. You're strong.

-It shows. -I'm big. I'm afraid now

that my clothes won't fit me.

So I need to start a diet.

I researched it, but nothing convinced me. Which one do you like?

-Me? -Yes.

I do the easiest one of all, bro.

-Which? -The "nibble."

Nibble?

I'll nibble on your girlfriend.

Oh, okay. You got me.

I have to go. Are you okay on your own?

No, don't leave me alone here.

I can do it, but it's better to be safe.

You know what? I'll leave you with Lombana.

All good. See you, kid. Lombana, come here.

-Listen. -Tell me.

I need this guy in bed early, you hear?

My leg workout will leave him walking like a fool with diarrhea.

-It better. -Okay. Nicolás.

Come on.

-What? -Let's do legs.

-No way, legs? -It's good, check it out.

-No, Lombana... -What?

-I was working the chest. -Come on, let's do 15.

-Oh, 15? Let's do 20. -Let's go with 20. All right.

Let's work it.

-Here we go. There. -Come on.

-No, no. -Lombana, wait.

Wait, man, I can't do it!

Go!

Another one.

From here, Nico.

-Let's make a deal. -Hmm?

If Paola wins, you drop the act.

-I want you to get dirty with Mr. Muscles. -Hey, shh.

Let me listen, Paola is about to respond.

They asked how her surname is pronounced.

She says it's like "bay" in English.

These translators! They should shut up.

He offers a translator,

but she obviously says no, she's fine.

-She's half gringa! -She speaks perfect English.

Things didn't stop with the Domínguezes.

That same Sunday, the whole country stopped to watch the broadcast.

Well, we went from 20 to ten.

Then six extraordinary women...

Now, the judges must choose three finalists

in our search for the next Miss Universe.

You are all winners.

You are beautiful.

First finalist...

Namibia!

Good.

-What? -Perfect!

-What? -Because whatever with Namibia!

This will help us if Paola advances.

Bravo! Ha!

My God, Colombia, please!

No, if it's Venezuela, we're screwed.

They have the pageant rigged, they always win.

Dear God, I'm asking you, begging you please!

Colombia. God...

Namibia.

A beautiful woman.

We've set our hopes on her.

Second finalist.

Namibia!

Oh, we made it!

Miss Colombia, I loved your interview.

-You're so smart. -One more. Let's see who makes it.

Yes, folks, we made it,

and the country was dying of happiness,

like qualifying for the World Cup.

I think the Indian woman is lovely.

Who's this here?

Edgar Trejos,

a small-town metrosexual, interior decorator, businessman,

who was always in love with Laura.

Later, we discovered his hair was curly and that he'd iron it every day.

Keep a close eye on him.

This is the man who will completely turn this story around.

The anticipation wasn't just in Bogotá.

It was nationwide.

Hundreds of kilometers away,

in a land overtaken by violence,

people also stopped

to watch at Gisella and Nayibe's house

to see if a Colombian woman

could be crowned the most beautiful in the world.

Before we return,

I'd like you to meet the mastermind behind all this.

The person who discovered Paola and who saw in her

that universal beauty queen aura.

-Shaio Domínguez. -Thanks.

First, let me congratulate you.

-You've got a good eye. -Oh, thank you.

Paola is already in Miss Universe. Did you always know she'd get this far?

Frankly, you never know how far your ideas can go, you know?

What did she...? Shh!

Oh, they're being so loud!

Turn it up a little, Giselle, please.

What does it take to have that eye for spotting beauty queens?

I saw my mom manage beauty queens.

I think that's what gave me the eye to know that...

that Paola had what it took to go far.

So seeing her now in Miss Universe proves it and...

See, this is the kind of person you need in your life.

People with a vision, people who think big.

-Right, Giselle? -Yes, that's right, like me.

I'm going to make the next dress for Miss Universe,

-you'll see, I will. -Guaranteed. Yes, ma'am.

Kelly!

Kelly!

Kelly, sweetie, come here, I want to tell you something.

Kelly!

So, Kelly, my princess, what do you say?

Listen, young man.

I told you I didn't want to see you here.

Now, run! You better sprint, go!

Milton!

You have no right to do that.

I have the right because I'm your mom, Kelly,

and I look after you.

Let him go, hopefully, he won't come back.

I'm not going to leave him

because I love him and he loves me.

Get one thing straight, sweetie.

You're too good of a woman for some lowlife.

How can you do that?

How do you know he's not for me?

Because I've told you many times,

if you want a boyfriend, wait a few years,

and then go check out the guys at the oil company.

A guy who can take you out, a guy with money.

Not some lowlife who gets you pregnant and then leaves you hanging.

Right.

Like Auntie and you,

who were rewarded with a mansion for the services you provided

to those from the camp.

You better show some respect!

Come here, Auntie.

Kelly, they're going to announce

the results for the beauty queens. Come on.

Look, Kelly,

listen to me.

You may not understand what I'm saying right now,

but trust me.

There are mistakes that one can't make because they ruin everything.

And one of them is getting involved with a guy who's good for nothing.

Okay, go.

Lombana, my man, give me the phone.

Go ahead.

Good workout, Nico.

-You're a bull. -As always, my man.

And a couple of pills when you get home.

Pills for what? I'm strong.

Right.

What are these pills called, my man?

I mean, I can't let Shaio down.

Well, any painkiller they sell in suppository form.

Take it, and in five minutes, you'll feel relief.

So funny.

You're kidding, you guys are cheap.

-What? -What is this, a payphone?

Lend me some, my wallet is upstairs.

Berny is real stingy.

Hello?

Hi, why aren't you here yet?

Hi, honey. I'm still at the gym.

I'll change and head over there.

I wanted to ask you if you have food.

I'm dying.

Besides, I want you to pamper me,

-I want to be with you. -Nico, are you serious?

Is that all you're going to say?

Paola is a finalist and you don't even ask?

I did an intense workout, my legs really hurt,

I want to be with you and be pampered, but no, all that matters is you,

your issues. Not mine.

Look, I'm not going to argue with you right now, okay?

Hurry, I'll wait for you.

What's that noise?

Deliveries come into the lobby now?

Okay, I'll eat over the break.

-Is anybody hungry? -Let's go.

You know, if you announce me, you'll ruin the surprise.

I want her to open the door, to see me, and be happy.

Please.

Look, I get the romantic gesture,

but you have to understand that I'll get fired if I play Cupid.

-Mr. Edgar, good evening. -José, how are you?

-Everything okay? Two small favors. -Yes, sir.

I hired some mariachis, they'll be here any minute.

-Let them in unannounced. -Okay.

Two, do me a favor

and send this to Miss... Here. Laura Domínguez, 602.

-What's up? -What's up, bro?

Let him in, he's a friend.

-Come on. -Hey, it's great to see you, man.

Honestly. See? I know the people here.

-That's great... -Hello.

Miss Shaio Domínguez?

Hey, you're in luck, I'm going there as well.

I'm her brother, Berny Domínguez. I'll bring her this, don't worry.

Thanks, good night.

-Man, it's great to see you. -What's up?

-Go ahead. -I've never been so happy to see you.

I didn't actually know you were next-door neighbors.

Oh, yes, sir.

And it is priceless, dear Berny. I can always watch Laurita here.

Wow!

-Man, this is a great apartment! -Come in, man.

Come in. Whiskey?

Hello. There's no way I'll say no to a whiskey in this mansion.

Thank you so much.

FROM: NICO TO: SHAIO

Hey, Berny,

the flowers you threw away were from this guy...?

Yes, Nicolás Rocha, the boyfriend.

Bro, it's just that...

those flowers can't make it to their destination today.

I have a lot to learn from you, man.

Cheers!

Cheers, buddy.

Berny, so you come here to the building unannounced

-and they let you in with no problem? How? -No, this is my first time here, but...

the contest was going on

and I wanted to congratulate her and... chat with her for a bit.

You're in the right place, man.

Listen. As soon as Miss Universe is announced,

we'll go with the mariachis.

The excitement will be great.

They'll thank me forever, you'll see what I mean.

If you say so, man. Cheers.

Where's the ceviche?

-No, that's for Nico. -Oh.

If this isn't finished, I'll clear the whole table.

No, watch it with those cupcakes, those are a thousand calories each.

You'll have to go to the gym and burn it off every day

like a crazy maniac.

Don't worry, eat. She'll happily go to the gym.

Wow, how about those flowers?

Oh, Nicolás!

No wonder he didn't arrive yet, he wanted them to arrive first.

No, Miss Shaio, they're not for you.

They're for your sister.

-What? -For me?

-What, who sent them? -The neighbor.

-Mr. Edgar, making himself known. -Oh!

With whose permission?

Put them in the sink, please. And don't even think of a vase,

it's bad luck. How embarrassing. I'll keep this.

Open it.

The moment of truth has come.

Only three finalists left

and Paola was one of them.

Come on, it's back on!

-Let's go. -We're back.

I know your countries are very proud of you.

And you've all done very well.

The first princess is...

Miss...

India!

Yes!

We're in the top two!

We've got this!

Okay, guys, this is a matter of seconds.

As soon as we win, I'll yell and you'll start playing.

If she doesn't win, do we play anyway?

Of course she'll win.

The other one doesn't even come close.

Now you know, guys, we're going all in, okay?

...incredible.

Come on. Come on.

Come together.

No, my heart is going to burst!

-It's too much! Cheers. -Cheers.

Now they'll reveal the runner-up,

followed by Miss Universe.

Remember the importance of the runner-up,

if Miss Universe is unable to complete or reign for any reason...

The first runner-up becomes Miss Universe.

Enough, shut up and announce the winner!

The first runner-up...

I know.

Come on.

Miss Namibia is Miss Universe!

-What did he say? That guy read it wrong. -No, we won.

Did we win or not?

Yes, Colombia.

Congratulations.

That moment was pure confusion.

We didn't know who had won, Colombia or Namibia.

The truth is that we lost and we understood that we were just

the Miss Universe runner-up.

Maturana the philosopher said,

"Losing is a small gain."

Did we win or not?

Colombia.

They took it from us.

The queen was Colombian.

The queen was Colombian!

Oh, whatever, girl.

We lost as usual.

What are you saying? Don't be such a pest.

The queen is Colombian and we have to celebrate!

Mom, you're calling me a pest? The girl lost.

She better study. Help me put this back.

You know what? They're all against us.

That's what!

They're against us, it's like a curse.

They couldn't care less if Colombia gets out of the gutter.

That giraffe couldn't compete against Paola.

-Could she? -Right.

What's that?

Who's the jerk?

Oh, God.

Hey, congratulations, neighbor.

There's a lot to celebrate, regardless.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

Mrs. Paulina, it's with my deepest respect and admiration for the accomplishments.

Thank you.

You're welcome. Mr. Joaquín, I congratulate you, too.

It's a pleasure to be in your home.

Dark girl of my sorrows

Crying paper eyes

Dark girl of my sorrows

Crying paper eyes, tell everyone yes

But don't tell them when That's what you told me

That's why I live in torment...

Hi.

What are you doing here?

Oh.

Mm.

Don't tell me Nico sent you so I don't kill him for not coming.

No, Nico? No way. No one sent me, I came on my own.

Well, I really...

wanted to see you, congratulate you,

and to celebrate this moment with you.

Celebrate what, Berny?

We lost big-time!

Shaio, stop, don't say that.

Second place is the best thing that could've happened to you now.

Look, don't try to console me.

No, wait a second, listen.

Look at it this way.

What does the queen have to do?

She's committed all year long to a bunch of things,

going to charity events and all that stuff, right?

But you don't have to do that.

You can focus on what truly matters,

in making your dream come true.

Yes, my dream was to win.

That was my dream.

What did you tell me the other day?

This country needs that and there isn't one.

I'd like to set up a modeling agency, like... the most badass of all.

-Do you think it's a stupid idea? -No.

Oh, because I'm serious, I want to set up an agency.

What's stopping you?

Well, studying.

-My dad says I have to study first. -You don't need to study.

You just have to set up the agency.

I can help you if you want.

How will you help me?

You'll model for me?

No.

No, but look at this gym.

I opened it on my own, and one day, you'll see,

I'll have three someday. It's going well.

I have experience with starting a business, and most importantly,

one that works.

You know what you should do?

Call Paola

and set up that agency right now.

Everybody knows you. You have to seize the opportunity.

No.

You know what I really want right now?

To cry. I'm so angry I want to cry.

Because...

I was an idiot.

It was naive of me to think we'd win.

We're never going to win. They'll never let Colombia win anything.

Hey, what if, at the end of the day,

she wasn't the prettiest

even if we wanted her to be,

and believed she was?

Oh, what are you saying?

Paola was the prettiest.

You know that.

Well, if you ask me,

the prettiest one in the whole universe

is sitting right in front of me.

And she just looked at me.

Are you flirting with me?

No.

No.

But if you had been in the same contest as Paola,

she would still have been a runner-up.

I'm engaged, Berny.

Oh, really? Where's your boyfriend? I don't see him anywhere.

I mean,

on such a special day for his wife, his girlfriend, and where is he?

-That's not good. -Look, that makes me angrier,

-it makes me want to cry. -No, don't, Shaio, please.

Please, don't shed one tear over a person who doesn't deserve you,

-who doesn't measure up. -Shaio.

Why did you leave?

I wanted to get some fresh air, Mom.

This is Berny.

He's my trainer.

-And Nico's. -Nice to meet you.

He's our trainer

at the gym.

Where's Nico?

He didn't come.

Oh, honey, I'm sorry,

but the neighbor got mariachis to celebrate and you leave.

I need them to sing quickly and leave.

They'll ruin the apartment.

Bye.

-I'm leaving... -Don't go.

Hey, let's escape together.

Let's go out and celebrate, we'll have fun.

-What do you think? -Are you crazy?

Didn't you hear my mom?

She'll kill me if I don't kick them out.

But you know what?

I have the solution, the remedy for that thing that's upsetting you.

Let's do this. Okay, let's do something.

Okay? I don't need an answer now.

But I'll be around.

This is my number here,

and if anything, call me.

I'll fly over, all right?

Mm-hmm.

See you.

A regiment And a brave girl who followed us

Miss Shaio, Mr. Nico is on the phone.

In love with the sergeant

Popular among the troops was Laurita

The woman whom the sergeant idolized

Because besides being brave She was beautiful...

Why didn't you come?

Babe, don't get mad. I swear, I was on my way out

when I saw on TV that we didn't...

win, Paola lost.

I don't understand where we went wrong.

Nicolás, I wanted you to be with me today, by my side.

It's such an important night!

And go out and celebrate, I don't know.

Oh, babe, I also wanted to celebrate with you.

Of course I did, but we lost. There's nothing to celebrate.

You know what, Nicolás?

You're absolutely right.

There's nothing to celebrate.

No, my Shaio... Oh.

Oh, my Shaio.

Hello?

If Laurita were my girlfriend

If Laurita were my wife

I'd buy her a silk dress

To take her dancing at the station

Bravo! Another one!

-Encore! -Yes!

-Encore! -Encore!

-Edgar! -Enough.

Thank you very much.

Really, this is a lovely gesture,

but my friends are waiting for me to celebrate, so...

Invite them to my apartment. I have food and drinks.

No, they're at the Blue Cat bar,

and it's open just for us.

Folks, we won't take any more of your time.

We're exhausted, we have an early morning,

so good night.

-Thanks. -Thanks.

Thanks, Edgar.

Thank you.

Don't stay up too late, okay?

He won't give up that easy.

What if we get them?

We can send a car for them.

They're pretty drunk.

It'll be hard to get them out, I know them.

Edgar, next time, but thank you.

I insist you invite them to my place.

-I bought food, I have a waiter... -Let's do this.

You come to the Blue Cat.

How about that?

Yes, great.

Do you know where it is?

Blue Cat?

Yes, sure, I go there all the time.

So...

-we'll see you. -Thanks.

Lau, why would you invite him to the Blue Cat?

What did you want me to do, huh?

How were we going to get him out?

Oh, no, I really don't feel like going there with him, no.

I'm going home to sleep.

-Oh, Moni, no. -Moni, he's not really going to go.

-Then we'll go. -Let's go.

I don't know what you'll do with him at the Blue Cat,

but good luck with that.

-I'm celebrating my way. -No.

What do you mean, Shaio? You're not coming?

-Do you know something I don't? -No.

Are you sure?

I knew that the urge to celebrate was so strong

that not winning hardly mattered.

-Cheers to Colombia! -Cheers!

So,

did you come here to run away?

This way.

Go ahead.

BLUE CAT

Hi!

-Hey, let's dance. -No, come on.

-What? -Tell me something first.

-What? -Do you really want me to kiss you?

Oh, Óscar, I already said yes.

It's the only way, you see?

This is the plan.

If you feel like the guy is getting intense,

you'll kiss me, passionately,

like you're my boyfriend. That's it, I'll get rid of him.

Come on, do you think you're going to get rid of Edgar

so easily?

Oh, Óscar, I don't know.

What matters is that it'll get handled today.

No, Laura.

-What? -That plan doesn't add up.

Óscar, don't be a chicken.

-Oh, no. -A chicken?

I mean, why me?

Can't you see that, out of all my friends,

you're the only one who's not stupid enough

to get any ideas if I kiss you?

Thank you for that.

Makes me proud.

I'll do it for you.

I won't get any ideas, so it's a full-on favor.

Buy us something, at least, it's hard without drinking first.

-All right, what do you want? -A whiskey.

A whiskey, please.

-And a champagne. -Double.

LAS ENCINAS BUILDING

Nothing can go wrong tonight.

So don't go making those comments of yours,

I'll look like a jerk in front of...

my Laurita.

No, why would you say that, "Esgar"? When have I failed you?

Hmm!

Hey, what about your friends?

They're out of bounds for you, sir.

Don't think of talking to them, you'll ruin my night.

I know you.

Listen, Elver, those women are...

too sophisticated for an ordinary guy like you.

Sure,

so they're made for a man like you?

Should I add you to the list of those who never returned?

No, "Esgar," no.

It's a joke and...

-Oh, no, my hair! -No!

No!

The blow-dryer takes three hours.

-Now! -Let's go!

I'd like to make a toast.

Okay.

I want us to toast to Miss Namibia.

If it wasn't for her, you wouldn't be here.

So cheers and thank you, Miss Namibia.

-Cheers. -No, don't laugh.

Cheers.

Listen.

I dedicate this song to you.

I want us to dance to it.

No, wait.

Wait, stop.

This isn't right.

God...

Why?

Berny, because I'm engaged.

Perhaps Nico screwed up tonight, but...

he's my boyfriend.

Yes, that's true.

But this isn't a coincidence.

If you're here, it's because you want to be.

Right?

Besides,

every time I see you with Nicolás,

I know you're not happy.

And you kept going on about getting married and all just...

because, but you don't want that.

You make it sound so simple.

And it's not.

Because I do want to get married.

But not to Nicolás, that's the difference.

So...

according to you, who do I have to marry?

Someone who values you.

Who respects you, who loves you wholeheartedly.

And who doesn't take you for granted.

Every time he looks at you, he should be afraid

of losing you.

Oh, no.

What am I doing?

This is crazy!

Why?

Berny, I'm engaged.

I'm not throwing away a relationship for someone who...

Excuse me, but I don't even know you.

I have no idea who you are.

I don't know your world, your family, friends, nothing.

-I shouldn't have come. -Wait.

Is that the issue? That you don't know me?

Well, let's take care of that.

Come.

-Where? -I'll show you who I am.

Trust me.

I mean, I almost died when she lost.

You guys were on my mind so much!

I know all the effort Shaio put in to make it perfect.

-How can she lose? It sucks. -Yes.

I couldn't tell whether it was the name of the first

-or the second... -My God.

-It was nerve-racking. -Yes, totally.

Hey, by the way, where is Shaio?

I haven't seen her all night, neither her nor Nico.

Hello, hello.

How are you?

-I thought you weren't coming. -No.

No way, I wanted to change clothes and pick up my friend...

Camilo.

Camilo.

-Nice to meet you. Camilo. -Juanita.

-Nice to meet you. Camilo. -Hey.

My pleasure.

What are we drinking?

Me, this whiskey, thanks.

I'm good with this champagne, thanks.

Why not switch to whiskey?

There's a single malt, 21 years old, smooth, delicious.

-Try it. -Okay, I will.

My friend. A single malt whisky, 21 years.

With the works.

And a bowl of peanuts.

Not the peanuts.

Well, thank you.

PAOLA, QUEEN OF ALL COLOMBIANS

-Is this for the pageant? -Because of you.

Do you know how long it's been since people went out after eight?

People needed joy, and you brought it.

-Don't say that, you'll make me cry. -No, come on.

No.

So what, "Esgar"?

The party will be over before you even approach Miss Laura.

Those people haven't come near us for a while.

They'll take her from you.

Man, that guy is an idiot.

He's a lifelong friend. It's okay, Elver.

It doesn't seem like they're dancing as if they're just friends.

Look at that idiot's face when I steal her.

I'll ask her to dance.

Watch and learn, Elver.

"Esgar," don't go crazy now.

-He'll ask me to dance. -Yes?

-Yes. -Need help?

Boss.

Son of a gun.

The werewolf beat you with a stolen kiss.

Do you know what it is?

He's taking advantage of Laurita because she's buzzed.

Coward.

No.

-What is it? What's with that face? -Laura.

-What? -He's grilling me, what do I do?

Well, you're my boyfriend, so show him.

-No. -Óscar.

-No. What? -Óscar!

Hey, what's wrong with you?

What? I did what you told me to do.

Yes, but don't grab me like that. Jerk.

Didn't you learn how to respect women?

Edgar, calm down, okay?

-Don't worry, I'll solve this. -No, relax.

Didn't you hear me?

Look, man,

this is between my girlfriend...

my girlfriend and I.

-Don't be so nosy. -Don't treat your girlfriend like that.

Edgar!

Edgar. Edgar.

Edgar!

Call the police! Call the police now!

Edgar!

"Esgar," let him go for a second.

Let him go, man, the last thing you need is the police.

And look, your head is wet.

Laurita, I'm sorry if I overdid it.

My sincere apologies.

And you, young man.

I'm sorry.

Did you see how I left him?

Faryd took a bunch of photos.

That will be great.

Stop! Elver!

Faryd?

Faryd?

Faryd?

Faryd?

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KLASS 95 THE POWER OF BEAUTY

Subtitle translation by: Paula Llapur