All language subtitles for Conesa.misma.mirada.S01E01.Entre.lienzos.y.enganos

I, Octavio, accept you, Eloísa,
as my wife.

I promise to be loyal for life.

I, Eloísa, accept, Octavio, as
my husband.

I'm pregnant!

I can't believe it. I'll be a
dad.

I love you Eloísa.

The best marks in your grade,
Samuel.

You'll be a lawyer someday, son.

Could you hurry? Rehearsals are
starting.

Do you have all your ballet
gear, Matilde?

Bye-bye, baby.

Antonia, wait, sweetie.

Tell me, how you met Tomás? On
campus?

I can't this weekend, Eloísa.

Heading to Acapulco. No, on to
Cancún.

I can't. I'm going to Monterrey.

Now that the kids are grown up,

I thought of returning to
painting.

That's a good hobby.

I mean that I'll take it
seriously. What do you think?

I must hurry to a meeting,
honey. I'll be home late.

The meeting is soon, dear.

No, there's still time Octavio.

Time for what?

Yeah?

Mom, could you hurry up?

Rehearsals are starting.

Oh, yes. I was working on this
and lost track.

I'll get dressed quick. Look.

Come. Help me cover it. Your dad
can't find it yet.

He never comes here.

-Like this? -Yes.

-I did like it. -Yeah?

Okay, let's go.

Hello, Samuel.

I'm a bit busy, honey, but tell
me. What is it?

Can you grab some photos I
printed?

Please, mom.

-Samuel, the lights! -Okay.

I can't. You remember where,
right?

Yes, don't worry. I'll pass by
on my way to Matilde's

rehearsals.

Thanks. You're the best. I'll
send you the receipt.

-Dude! The lights. -One second.

I'll send it. Love you. Bye.

What did you fucking do?

-Hi, hon. -You didn't reply.

I was calling a lot.

Oh, I was getting dressed. How
are you?

Good. I need an urgent favor.

Tell me, what's so urgent? I'm
heading out.

This won't be long.

Can you ask Dad about my campus
friend?

He's a Santos. He may know
Rodolfo Portillo.

-Portillo? Is he related to
Tomás? -He's his grandfather.

Why don't you ask your dad?

No, I don't want him to know.

Ask him, Mom. Thanks, bye, bye.

Hey, Tomás, concentrate.

If you're the grandson of a big
lawyer,

my dad will surely hire you.

-Okay. -Why "okay"?

Why don't you take it seriously?

ELOÍSA

I'm taking a shower.

Gabriela?

You look beautiful.

Two years, and I keep falling
for you like the first.

What is that smell.

of Marihuana and burnt pizza?
How do you stand Javier?

-Smell what? -No? It stinks.

That's easy. I remember that he
pays 60 per cent of the rent.

-Kind of smells good. -Gross!

-No. -It's my mom.

Yes, wait.

What's up, Mom?

He was his professor. I talked
to him on the airport.

He was in the plane, thinking it
was bad, but.

Are you returning?

Mom, I'm not sure.

-We're busy. -Thanks. Bye.

Antonia.

Nayeli, you forgot the
artichokes and the dill

for Octavio's soup.

-Work on it. -Yes, ma'am.

Send me a photo of the full
list.

Work on his shirt, he's
arriving.

Alright, thanks. From now on,
the reports

will include Miss Esquivel and
my firm, please.

-Okay? -Yes, sir.

Thanks. On to the airport?

Let's! Bye, thank you.

-Good day. -Have a good one.

Back to reality.

I wish it was you coming with me
to the Villalobos wedding.

I'm not going there.

It may cost me professionally. I
know I can't go, don't worry.

I ask for patience, okay?

Soon, do you believe me?

-I should believe you? -Hi
teach!

I know you well. I know I'm at
risk with you.

One second, I'm dropping off
Matilde.

Honey, take a taxi back home.

I'm picking up your dad at the
airport.

He didn't leave for that long,
Mom.

Well, I want to surprise him. My
kiss!

-Bye. -Have fun, honey.

Where are you?

-Are those bottles? -Yes.

Just two, okay?

How old?

No, I don't know. Are you a
sommelier or something?

Renata, I'm talking about the
guy you drank those with.

Oh, he's not older than 25.

Not because of that body he has,

but because you need to be that
age to fuck three times at

night.

Oh, actually, it was four times.

Okay. Stop distracting, okay?
Um.

The dress should be on its way
to you.

Remember, I made it exclusively
for you.

-You have to try it on -How many
holes does it have?

Oh, no, don't worry about it.
Trust me.

You'll be covered, but gorgeous.

Look, I have to go. I'll see you
tonight, love. Bye.

Bye.

-Do you have a spoon? -A spoon?

I could be your spoon.

I'm actually in a hurry.

Relax. I'll take you to the
airport, deal?

And if she hates it?

All women love flowers.

Maybe we won't give her the
rose, Dad.

You'll give it to her, and
smile.

Don't let her think your head
over heels for her, okay?

Okay, let's think a bit.

She's a ballerina, right?

-Is she smart? -Yes.

-Refined? -Yes.

-Elegant? -Yes.

Does she like simple men? Are
you simple?

-No. -You're not?

-No, am not. -You're simple?

Okay.

Do we take off the paper?

Yes, yes. Too many hearts.

-Perfect. -What do I say?

Giving her the flower does it.

You give it to her, and look at
her.

Okay, show me.

Wow!

You got it.

Alright, go.

Let's go, champ.

Go on.

-How old is he? -Thirty-eight.

-No. -Ten.

He has his eye on a girl who's
at her rehearsal.

My daughter is also in here.

It's very likely it's your
daughter.

No, she's 17 years old.

I hope one day someone loves her
just like that flower girl.

You're amazing.

You have a beautiful heart.

Thanks.

No.

I'm talking about your son's.

Which the flower girl or some
other one will break, naturally.

The point is to not loose faith,
right?

Yes, of course.

That's very true.

When I saw the painting, I
thought, did he keep faith?

Or he never found love again?

I think that even though they
separated,

something was still uniting
them.

Then one day, they found each
other again.

I'm sorry. The thing is that.

the topic resonates with. I'm
about to sign my divorce papers.

-Oh. Sorry to hear that. -No,
no. It doesn't hurt anymore.

Though, it's not easy leaving 12
years of marriage.

A child binds people for life.

It's worth the fight.

Well, you need two to fight.

That's not my case. But it's my
sad truth.

The truth is what the mind is
willing to accept.

A phrase my husband uses. He's a
lawyer.

In my opinion, honestly,

it's what you feel here. Here,
inside.

Nothing else matters.

Good luck with your son.

Miss, you never told me your
name.

-Mrs. Eloísa. -A pleasure, Mrs.
Eloísa.

Dad!

What?

She invited me to her birthday
party

Yeah, yeah! I told you!

-I'll be at the paintings. -Yes,
okay.

Explain what this is?

Those are divorce papers.

Yes, Julieta, I know. Daniel,
too.

Why give it to him?

That was meant for you days ago.

You want him to sign as a
witness or what?

Revise it with a lawyer before
the hearing.

Why? To divide the eight hotels
and 16 restaurants we own?

Hey, Julieta.

I agree. 50-50 custody.

But we agreed to an uncontested
divorce. No lawsuits.

Then why do nothing the past
months?

Get over it like I did.

Sure, you did that a year ago.

While I was stuck on it like a
jackass.

Listen, this isn't for me.

It's for Daniel and the rest.

Do you know what he wants?

For you to be okay.

And happy.

Enough. Go meet someone.

Fall in love.

It's time, Pablo.

I'm teaching now.

What the hell.

Thanks.

Alright. We're here.

Okay, bye.

-Good luck. Safe trip. -Same to
you.

What? An hour and a half to
return?

Is that him? No way!

No way!

No way!

Son of a bitch!

Eloísa?

Honey!

Hi, honey.

-I missed you. -You're here?

I came to surprise you.

Why didn't you tell Rocha?

I wanted to come get you.

How was it?

Good. I mean, you worried me.

-How are the kids? -Great.

-Hi, Rocha. Doing well? -Good
afternoon, ma'am.

No way.

-I missed you. -But.

It was just two days. Let's go,
Rocha.

Then, Monterrey can forget
creating a union.

No, honey. Monterrey and any
other city with a Villalobos

branch.

Hey, hon. Did you send the shirt
to the laundromat?

Have I ever forgotten? Your suit
is ready.

Thank you.

Hey, Dad. Did you maybe think
about Tomás' thing?

Getting him in the firm.

Honey, we're not hiring right
now.

I know. I know, but.

I bet you didn't know he was
related to the lawyer

Rodolfo Portilla.

Really?

That asshole was my professor.

I mean, he had a fucking ego the
size of a building. Arrogant.

He almost flunked me.

Well, Tomás doesn't get along
that well with him.

He doesn't like him, okay?

Come on. At least interview him.

Have him make an appointment
with Norma.

Oh! Yes, yes! Thank you, daddy.
Thank you!

-The door. -Okay.

Honey.

Do you like it?

Yeah.

-But, is that for the wedding?
-Yes.

Is it too risqué?

Well, you're not 30 years old.
And.

Well, you're my wife.

Enrique Villalobos it my top
client.

Maybe wear.

I don't know. Something
discreet.

-Yes? - Mr. Casas?

-He's speaking. - I'm Ismael
Serrano.

Mr. Serrano. I'm glad you
called.

I was just researching, and
wanted your side.

Can we meet?

Yes, of course.

-When? -Today.

Today?

I'm interrupting Villalobos'
wedding at eight.

I can document it without a
problem.

Where?

At room forest. Know it?

Room. Yes. Eight PM?

-I'll be there. -Perfect.

Who was it?

Ismael Serrano.

He agreed to talk about his
firing?

Well, I'm not sure it's to talk.

He's interrupting the wedding.

There's no way.

Yes. He'll go speak in front of
everyone

and say they made up a sexual
harassment complaint.

All he wanted was to unionize
the workers.

I must be there, Karen.

-Know how? -That's not a good
idea.

Why?

It's a big event. There will be
a lot of security.

And we weren't invited as press,
Pablo.

Any reason why you want me to
stop?

No, nothing at all.

I'm worried since Villalobos is
a big businessman

and the magazine owners would be
livid.

I don't give a fuck what they
think.

What they did is a crime.

-I know. -If you don't want me

to investigate, don't worry.

I'll up and go. Wouldn't be the
first.

Hey, hey, easy.

You know I admire your
objectiveness and commitment.

I'm sorry, but I won't be an
idiot and let you leave.

Do what you need to.

And I'll handle the owners,
okay?

Thank you.

Pablo, how will you get in?

I'll figure it out.

Good luck.

What's up?

I shouldn't say this, but I am
your friend and it's about your

boss.

What? What happened?

Ismael Serrano is crashing the
wedding.

What?

He has nothing else to lose.

So, you'd better expect his
arrival.

No, Karen, I'm not going there.

What?

You're the public relations
director.

What do you mean?

Yes, thank you for telling me.

Hey, no one can know it was me,
okay?

No, don't worry.

Bye.

I already said I'm a journalist.

And I said that the press must
have a pass.

So if you don't, you can't go
in, sir.

Then, talk to the person who can
authorize me. Please.

That would be me.

Octavio Hidalgo. He can
authorize you. He's inside.

Would it be bold to ask you to
speak with him, please?

-Me? -I mean, I would owe you a
favor.

No, I don't think you have a way
to pay me.

If you were ten years younger,
it would be a different story.

-Miss, your name? -Oh, Renata
Ibáñez.

Hey, what is a journalist

not related with the Villalobos
doing here?

I can't say anything. Sorry.

I don't care about that guy.

If you're writing a hit piece, I
don't care. I'd be glad.

Now, if you are writing a hit
piece on Octavio Hidalgo.

then yeah.

That's different.

I'm not looking to get in
trouble with anyone.

Miss Ibáñez, entry for two
people.

-Is someone with you? -No.

Though, if I think about it.
there's a high chance he is

involved.

Well, both of them.

He's with me.

-Thank you, that's kind.
-Welcome.

Alright, he's here.

Look. It's him.

Come with us, Mr. Serrano.

No, this is a mistake, I'm a
guest.

Mr. Serrano, I'm the Villalobos'
public relations director

and I know what you came to do
tonight.

So, I recommend you leave of
your own accord

or they will remove you by
force.

You and every one who work for
him are the same.

-Alright. -Guys, thank you.

The right to unionize is a
universal right.

25 years of marriage,
congratulations.

Tell us your secret. I'm on my
fourth.

Well, spend more time in the
office then at home.

You know I already do that.

Marrying young helps, right?

Well, Eloísa was a smoke show.

She had the perfect figure.

Had?

Was?

When did you kill me, Octavio?

-Want a whisky? I'll get some.
-No, I'm okay.

-Yeah? -Yes.

Well, I officially owe you one.

-A pleasure, Pablo Casas.
-Renata.

Thank you.

There he is.

Good, thank you. I'll leave my
bag here.

Hello, gorgeous.

-Congratulations. -Thank you.

A pleasure, Renata. We have to
talk. I'm stealing her.

You knew I wouldn't wear it.

It was too risqué.

I don't have the body or age.

Of course you have the body.

What you don't have is a husband
who treats you like a woman.

I'm sorry, but I've never read

that women stop being sexy at an
age.

Have you?

We have to talk.

But not here. Actually, I need a
tequila.

-Come. -Wait.

Stop drinking. What's going on?

Follow me.

What happened?

Your husband is two-timing.

What is this foolishness?

I saw them.

I saw them when I dropped off
the boy

-I slept with. -Impossible.

No, no. Listen, they were
exiting.

That chick is no older than 30.

He helped her in the taxi and
they kissed.

Renata, speak clearly.

They locked lips.

Where were you then?

Less than 10 meters.

If you saw them, you saw me.

-I went to see him. -I did.

You didn't meet by pure luck.

You shouldn't have.

How could I not?

You are my soul sister.

I don't want that asshole to
fool you

and you're the last one to know.
Come on.

You must face him. He'll deny
it.

I swear, he will deny it.

Don't get played.

You're here?

Eloísa, your husband asked for
you.

Thank you.

What do I do?

How can I help, tell me?

Do nothing.

Stop drinking.

Good evening, everyone.

I'm Octavio Hidalgo.

I'm Enrique's lawyer.

But more than that, I consider
myself his friend.

And it's my honor to be the best
man tonight.

Truly, it's a great honor.

I always think fondly of you.

Thank you.

I wrote down my speech. so I
wouldn't forget.

Well, I met Enrique in that
moment.

Your husband is two-timing.

.It speaks volumes of the
person.

You shouldn't have.

Do you like it?

You're not 30 years old and are
my wife.

Maybe wear something more
discreet, okay?

Tell us your secret.

Spend more time in the office
then at home.

Eloísa was a smoke show. She had
the perfect figure.

Had? Was?

When did you kill me, Octavio?

You know, I will be eternally
grateful.

Quickly, Enrique and I became
friends.

It's easy to fall in love with
him.

Tonight, I want to toast for
their happiness.

To the bride and groom!

My friend.

Thank you so much.

Congratulations.

In the office than at home.

Of course.

Thank you. Thank you for coming.

I would also like to say
something because it is a

special day.

Is she Octavio Hidalgo's wife?

Future widow.

Marriage is not easy, right?

When it starts, yes. All is new.
It's exciting.

But, when years pass by, it
changes.

Life somehow turns into a
routine

that forces us to make
sacrifices.

It brings arguments, pains.

Sometimes, it's easier to leave
and start again.

Maybe with another person.

But that's just fear.

That's even cowardice.

Those are the times when we must
cling to the truth.

The truth is what we build, a
family,

and shared moments.

I have two wishes for you two
today.

That you remember your truth in
the hard times.

And that you're as happy

as Octavio and I for 25 years.

-Cheers. -Cheers.

Speechless. You left me
speechless.

Congratulations.

-Beautiful. -Thank you.

Thank you.

To you both, thank you.

-Honey, I'm going to the
bathroom. -Okay.

Excuse me.

Miss Esquivel.

Gabriela, please.

Why are you here? You were not
coming.

So I wouldn't see that?

Did you tell Eloísa?

No. Who do you think I am?

Then explain it to me.

I messaged you. I came to stop
Ismael Serrano.

It's done. Enjoy the night with
your wife.

They kicked me out, like a
leper. Sons of bitches.

Then let me interview you.

It's more convincing

than screaming at uncaring drunk
people.

So he can sue me again?

He didn't just ruin my
reputation, my family, my life.

He sued me!

Ismael.

Trust me, please. Let me
interview you.

It's the way to win.

I promise you.

You can't pass without Miss
Ibáñez.

Alright.

Eloísa has never said that
speech before.

I saw you there.

So I thought you.

I got scared.

-Sorry. I'm an idiot. Okay? -No.

I'm an idiot for falling for
you.

Honey, babe.

Look, I promise. I won't say
anything more.

But, come sleep at my house so
you can make better decisions.

Please stop drinking.

How are those related?

We're leaving. Honey.

Hello. Have we seen each other
today?

Hello, Rocha is. already
outside.

Rocha, your chauffeur.

You must pay him a fuckload, I
bet.

Are you okay?

-Yes. -You should take her.

Love.

Hey, do you know any handsome
guys

that would want an intense
sexual fling

with a married woman, but that's
gorgeous?

Because that asshole

doesn't deserve someone

-like my friend. -Your friend.

I'm glad you think the same.

Alright.

We're here. Okay.

Okay.

Let's see here. Wait one second.
We're going to bed.

I don't know who you are.

All I'm saying is that nothing
will happen.

You know who I am.

I'm Pablo Casas, the journalist
who you helped enter the

wedding.

And now, you need to sleep.

No, but.

Hello.

I wanted to know if you got
home.

Know that I didn't intend to
hurt you.

It's just that I was surprised
to see you there.

I'll go mad if I lose you for
this.

I'm so in love with you.

Like never before.

I know you doubt me after the
speech.

Eloísa clearly lives in the
fantasy of a relationship that

ended.

I love you.