All language subtitles for Betty.En.NY.S01E058_English

No! No, no, no!

-No, no!
-What's wrong?

-I don't want this!
-Are you okay?

-What's wrong?
-I don't want to be with you.

Uggo rejected you?

She was happy,

but something happened
when we entered the bedroom.

Don't feel bad about this,
but what's your problem with me?

If I didn't know any better,
I'd think you were two lovebirds

talking about something
that happened last night.

I have something very special for you.

Am I interrupting?

Who's that for, Armando?

Honey, you ruined the surprise!
It's for you.

That bear was meant for me.
Another Amorosito.

I booked the best church
in all of New York

for St. Patrick's Day.
The wedding is in two months.

Are you going to be present
at the catalogue photo shoot?

No, I have a meeting at Thompson's.

I'll go with you.

That's not a good idea.

I'm taking Betty
so she can go over the numbers

and I don't want there
to be tension between you two.

And there won't be. I swear.

Before you, sits a new Marcela.

-I'll call for help.
-Come on.

Armando, what are you doing?

Taking my wet clothes off
to avoid catching a cold.

You should do the same.

Good evening.

I assume you're Beatriz's parents.

I think this is a good time.

For what?

I want to hear why you didn't
want to be with me that night.

Hold me.
It'll make me feel better.

Betty, please forgive me.

I'm so sorry. Forgive me.

Why are you apologizing?

For what happened to you in the past,

for every tear you've shed
and every lie you've been told.

I guess I'm sorry because I'm a man
and I've also hurt women.

I'm sorry.

Do you pity me?

No, I don't pity you. I'm furious!

I'm furious because of what
that bastard put you through.

But I don't know how to
undo all the hurt he caused.

But...
why are you looking at me like that?

Like what?

Like you love me.

What? You don't think I do?

Did you forget that I'm the butt
of everyone's jokes?

It's hard to overcome the feeling

of being the odd one out.

No.
You're very special, Betty.

Get that through your head.
You're wonderful.

You're incredible.

You are...

What's taking you so long, Marcela?

I hate this place. It's awful.

It's scary.

Hey, baby, remember me?

Did you miss me?

What's wrong? Come here.

Let go! Don't touch me!

Don't touch me!

I finally found you,
you evil little man!

Do you know what I went through
in jail because of you?

I'll show you!
Give me my bag!

Pick it up! Now!

Good!
Come here, you evil little man!

Leave him alone!

Get back, Frankenstein Jr.

Get back, you nobody.
Get back!

You're crazy!

You've lost it!

Run!

Oh, no!

So my daughter and your fiancé
are still together?

I suppose they are.

I can't reach Armando,
but I imagine that they are together.

I hope they're okay.

It's not like Betty to not contact us.

Look, I think it's important
to keep calm.

Oh, they're here!
That must be them!

-Marce!
-Hi! Where are they?

I just saw them!

Where are Armando and Beatriz?

No, I saw those criminals,
those murderers!

They're hounding me, Marcela.

Patricia, Beatriz's parents and I
are very worried

because Armando and Beatriz are missing.

Good evening.

This is Patricia.
She's Armando's secretary.

No, I'm not actually his secretary.

I'm her best friend.

I did three semesters of Finance at DUI.

I think I've seen you before.

You probably have.
I'm very famous.

I have a ton of followers
on social media.

Ms. Marcela, we should try
looking for them at hospitals.

I'm Armando's emergency contact.

I don't think they're at a hospital.

I hope they're alive.

You know, crime rates
in the city are very high.

We won't do anything
you don't want to do, okay?

Uh-huh.

What?
Why aren't you kissing me?

Take some initiative,
Ms. Beatriz Rincon.

It's something modern women have.

If you want a kiss,
you'll have to go for it.

-Initiative?
-Uh-huh.

Oh!

Should we call the police?

The police will only consider them
missing after 48 hours.

But they could issue an alert.

I have a feeling something's wrong.

I'm nervous and I feel
my heart's about to burst.

Julia, sweetie, are you okay?

Do you feel okay?

We should all calm down
and call Nicolas.

I'm sure he'll know
where his darling Betty is.

I doubt it.

Are you sure?

I don't mind going to him
if you give me his address.

What for?

I know I can be tactless at times,
but what's that smell?

Tamales.

I was going to treat Betty
after she got home from work.

-Would you like one?
-Yes.

No, thank you.
We're already leaving.

I'll get you one.

Don't bother. We're leaving.

Marcela, you're hungry.
I heard your belly rumble.

We're already leaving!
Thank you for everything.

Could I get it to go, please?

Ms. Marcela, call me as soon
as you hear anything.

You have to understand.
Betty is my daughter.

If anything were to happen
to her, I think...

it'd kill me.

Whoa, horsey!

You have a fine ass, horsey!

I'm putting you down. Careful.

Stop it.

Hey, say something.
You got your keys, bud?

Or should I knock
for someone to get you?

Bud?

Damn it.

You already fell asleep.

Hey. Wake up, bud.

We're at your place
and I'm gonna take you to your room.

Bud!

-You really got drunk.
-Bud!

-No, no.
-Stand up.

Easy, easy.

No, no.

Easy, easy.

-Wilson.
-Hmm?

There are a few things
I need to tell you.

Okay.

I've been feeling
what I'm about to tell you

for a long time.

Uh-huh.

In my heart...

I keep...

Hey, what's going on?

I saw Mr. Armando's fiancée
and another woman leave the house.

Betty and Mr. Armando are missing, Nico.

What?

They went to a meeting out of town
and they're not back yet.

-Oh, no!
-No one knows where they are.

That's terrible news, Mr. Deme.

The uncertainty is killing me.
I'm going to call the police.

It's your blood pressure, isn't it?

Forget it.

-Nico.
-Yes?

Come with me, please.

Demetrio, you can't go anywhere
in that state.

Please, bring me my pills.

-Right away.
-I don't know how...

but I have to do something.

I'm done sitting around.

Deep breaths.

Calm down, Mr. Deme.

Lean back.

It's going to be okay.

How do you feel?

Like I've died and gone to heaven.

Is that good or bad?

Oh, it's very good, honey.

I think I can actually hear
the angels singing.

Hallelujah!

I feel like anything's possible.

Is it always this magical?

No, not always.

Sometimes it's explosive,
sometimes it's messy.

We were lucky this time.

This was very special.

It was unique.

It was.

After tonight...

I trust you completely.

I know you'd never let me down.

Never.

After tonight,
Betty will be so in love with you

that she'll do whatever you ask.

I love you, Armando.

I love you so much I'd die for you.

I'm the worst person on the planet.

Marce, I don't get it.
Why do we have to go?

I think it's very dangerous
for us to go.

I won't wait until tomorrow

to find out what happened to Armando.

I checked the weather.
There's a storm passing through.

We should wait
and let the police do their job.

Don't come with me if you don't want.

I'll go by myself.

All right.

Hey.

Are you ready to go?

I am, but I don't know
if the princess is ready to go.

I'm obviously coming with you!
I'm your best friend!

I won't leave you alone with him!

You should value my friendship more.

I'm so glad you're coming along.

Good morning, bud!

So what's the last thing you remember?

Everything.

I didn't get that drunk last night.

No?

So you weren't that drunk
when you sat in the chair and...?

No.

So you weren't that drunk
when people were recording you

making a fool of yourself?
You weren't drunk?

Nope. No.

So you weren't drunk when you said
you had to tell me something

you'd been keeping in your heart--

-What did I say?
-Nothing.

You threw up all over me, man!

You probably deserved it.

And why is that?

See?

Who's the one who doesn't
remember what happened?

Who was really drunk last night?

Please let me get to work.
I'm asking you nicely.

I didn't drink yesterday.

What's the matter with you?
Drive more carefully.

You should treat your car
with love and respect.

Like you would a woman.
Oh, like you'd know about that.

That's why you drive like you do.

Please don't argue.

In case you've forgotten,
we're looking for Armando.

And don't forget Ugly Betty,

his shadow that never leaves his side.

They're probably in the city

while we're driving in circles
like idiots.

I feel like any second now
a man with a chainsaw

will come out of the woods to kill us!

You're right about something.

The man with the chainsaw?

No, Patricia. The other thing.

-Do we have a signal now?
-Yes.

I'll call the office
and ask if they know anything.

Lost?

No, Ms. Marcela.

Neither Mr. Armando nor Betty
have arrived yet.

They haven't called either.

Just a minute, please.

Girls, have Mr. Armando or Betty
called any of you?

No.

What happened?

No, Ms. Marcela.
We haven't heard from them.

I understand.
Not a word of this to anyone.

Don't wo...

Ms. Marce...
The call dropped.

Spill it, Marianita.

The look on your face,
your words and tone

tell me this is a juicy scoop.

I don't know anything.
I can't say a word.

You'd better start talking, Marianita.

I'd hate for things to get ugly.

You zipped it?

Just a minute.

I'll put it on speaker.

Oh!

Answer it, honey.
You should answer it.

Yes.

Hello?

Good morning.
This is Bertha.

I work with Betty at V&M.

How are you, ma'am?

This is Demetrio, Betty's father.

Has my daughter turned up?

No, not yet.

Ms. Marcela is out looking for them.

Mr. Demetrio, when was the last time
you spoke to them?

At around 7:00 p.m.

They don't know anything.

What road did they take?
Were they drinking?

Could you repeat everything
Betty told you?

Mr. Demetrio, it's Mariana.

Don't worry. As soon as we hear
from them, we'll let you know.

I'm sure they're okay.
Of course.

Yes.

Thank you for everything.

Thank you.

-Bertha.
-Hmm?

You're too much.

-Huh?
-They're really worried.

I was just trying to piece together

what happened to Betty and Mr. Armando
before they vanished.

The first few hours are vital
if we want to find them alive.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I'll go back to my investigation.

If they left at around...

They don't know anything.

Isn't that Armand's car?

Wait up!

Dad!
No, not my dad!

We're not at your house.

-Armando.
-Betty.

What?

Who is it?

I don't know!

Betty.

I can't go on!
My feet are killing me!

These shoes weren't made
for long distances.

I'm exhausted!

We've only been walking for ten minutes.

Take your shoes off and go barefoot.

So I can drop dead
from a poisonous snake bite?

-Yes, please!
-Shut up!

We should go back and do this
from the comfort of the car.

Something happened to Armando.

Otherwise,
he wouldn't have abandoned his car.

Still no signal.
I have to call his parents.

No, not yet.

I have to, Ricardo.

They have to know their son is missing.

I need to eat.

I can't process this
rollercoaster of emotions

on an empty stomach.

I need to eat
so I can handle the bad news.

I mean, good news.

Or news in general, really.

What if they were kidnapped?

No, don't say that.

That doesn't happen in this country.

I don't know,
but Ms. Marcela sounded very worried.

I'd be worried too.

Good thing she's already out
looking for them and...

Patricia isn't here yet?

If Betty and Patricia aren't here,

who's going to manage
Mr. Armando's schedule?

Is there anything we can do?

I'll cancel Mr. Armando's
and my boss' meetings.

Girls, the news isn't good.

I've come up with many theories,

the first of which is a fatal accident.

They were driving down
an empty highway and... boom!

A deer jumped in front of them,

causing the car to flip over
multiple times

and trapping them in it,
unable to ask for help.

That's enough, Bertha!

How can you say such horrible things?

-Okay, here's my second theory.
-Say it.

Mr. Armando lost control
of the automobile

after the brakes went out.

Their car then plunged into a lake
and sank to the bottom.

That's why they have no signal.

All right,
I'm done wasting my time here.

Girls, for God's sake, think positive

so that Betty and Mr. Armando turn up.

They're going to be just fine.

I know we'll hear from them soon,
so cut it out.

Inesita!

They say prepare for the worst
so that you won't be surprised.

I'll have to go shopping
for a black dress.

This is terrible.

All set.
Everything's taken care of.

There's a tow truck coming for the car.

That's great.

Hey, is your cell phone still charged?

Yes. What for?

To call my parents
so they won't be worried,

which they probably already are
since I've been gone so long.

Why don't we eat first

before we have to get back to real life?

What's another half hour?

Yeah, it doesn't matter.

Hey, I love you.

I love you very much, Armando Mendoza.

No!

Check it out, Fabi.

We were about to release this catalogue

featuring a fit model.

A fit model!

Can you imagine how the pictures
would've come out?

Every last one of them
like headless Roman sculptures.

Ines, cheer up.

I'm the only one here
allowed to be dramatic.

Let's have Armando and Marcela
choose the pictures.

No, that won't be possible.

Neither Mr. Armando
nor Ms. Marcela is here.

It appears something's happened.

What happened?

Well, yesterday Mr. Armando and Betty

went to a business meeting
at a country house outside the city,

but they've been missing
since the meeting ended.

Nobody's heard from them.

I knew it!

I knew it.

That reptile kidnapped him.

Do we know anything?

-Will you excuse me?
-Sure.

Come here.
Tell me everything.

-Yes?
-Sweetie, it's your wife.

What do you want, Romina?

To see you.
I just arrived in New York.

I'm near Hugo's apartment.

Are you coming,
or should I go to you?

Perfect.
If she loves orange so much,

she's gonna have
a whole lot of it to enjoy.

It's a hideous color
and looks terrible on me,

but now it's time for revenge,
you flabby, old hag.

Wait till that flabby, old hag
gets a load of this.

In spite of it all, it was one
of the best nights of my life.

Mine too.

Betty, I don't know what it is about you

but when we're together,
the unexpected always happens

and I have fun like never before.

-Even when it rains?
-I mean it.

Hurry up!

Armando!

Armando!

Armando?

Armando!

-Are you okay, honey?
-Yes.

-Are you sure?
-Yes.

What a terrible night we had.

We couldn't stop imagining the worst.

But nothing happened.
Everything's fine.

You didn't need to come.

That's what I said,
but Marcela was very worried,

and nobody was going to calm her.

How about you, Betty?

-Huh?
-How are you?

Can't you tell?
She's bad.

Like always.

I'm fine.

May I borrow your cell phone,
Mr. Ricardo, to call my parents?

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Oh, Armand, I don't know what's scarier.

Your accident or having to
spend the night with that gargoyle.

Drink up.

May I eat?

Betty, honey, we were worried sick.

How are you?

Fine, and everything's fine.

Mr. Armando's car broke down
so we had to stay in a cabin,

but we were never in danger.

She's fine. Betty's fine.

I'm so glad I lit a candle
to the Virgin.

Should I come get you?

No, Dad, don't worry.

We're on our way home.

Put her on.
I want to talk to her.

Honey, it's great to hear your voice.

I'm glad you're okay.
We'll see you soon.

Here's Nico, who wants to talk to you.

Just a sec.
Take Mr. Deme's blood pressure.

It was a long night
and he doesn't look too good.

Walk slowly.

Hold on, Betty.

Betty's fine, thank God.

What's wrong with you, Betty?

Your father's blood pressure cratered

and your mother was worried sick!

We'll talk later, Nico.

No way.
Don't hang up, Betty.

Just answer one question for me.

Were you with Mr. Armando?

Did you have sexual relations with him?

They're alive.
They turned up.

Apparently, their car
broke down in a small town,

which is where they spent the night.

Thank God.

See? I told you.

And you all thought
they'd gotten in an accident

and were lost in the woods.
Talk about overreacting!

Reel in that wild imagination of yours.

How about Betty though?

She looks like she wouldn't hurt a fly,

meanwhile she's having
sleepovers with Mr. Armando.

No.

You think they slept in the same room?

Hey, you think they got room service?

Yeah, they probably slept
next to each other,

sharing their body heat,

while they rubbed their cheeks together,
their chests together

and their...

Stop right there!

-Don't be so graphic.
-Get her a cold shower.

Show some respect.
Betty's a decent woman.

She's incapable of anything like that.

We're saying it respectfully.

-Really?
-Yes.

You really think
something happened though?

-Well, they were together.
-What? Are you jealous?

Bet they had fun.

Hi, honey!

What are you doing here, Romina?

We had a deal.

You can't change the rules
of the game on a whim.

Especially not after
what you did to Hugo.

You mean what we did.

You were my partner in crime.

But I didn't know.

But when you found out,
you kept your mouth shut.

You said nothing.

You know what? Forget it.

I'm not here to talk about the past.

Why'd you come?

To talk about the future.

I have great news,
and I flew straight here

to give this to you in person.

I'm not interested.

Not even in an ultrasound of your child?

Congratulations, honey.

You're going to be a dad again.

I'm more excited than ever
to plan our wedding.

I don't think it's a good time
to talk about that.

On the contrary, it's the perfect time.

Life is sending you signs,

and I think you should get married
as soon as possible.

You don't want to be widowed again

and lose out on the inheritance.

I'm just kidding!

All I want is to spend the rest
of my life with this man.

Shall we tell them the news?

You're pregnant?

Not yet.

Not all women need
to get pregnant to nab a man.

Will you tell them or should I?

Let's tell them later.

Guess what?

Catalina found the perfect location
for our wedding.

In two months,
Armando and I are getting married.

Congratulations.

Bro, looks like
you've finally been snared.

I've still got two months.

But two months will fly by.

In fact, how will I get everything ready

in such little time?

Don't worry,
Catalina's taking care of everything.

I didn't tell you,
but she's our wedding planner.

What?
The wedding planner?

Why are you doing this to me?

After everything I've put up with,

you spring this on me?

Unbelievable!

Patricia!

What's your problem?
Aren't you going to congratulate me?

Hey, Marcela. Relax.

Betty's very tired and had a bad night.

All the same,
congratulations on your wedding.

Thank you.

Know what?
I changed my mind.

Wasting food is a sin.

But never talk to me again, Marcela.

We're not friends anymore.
Don't speak to me.

Come on, honey, look at the ultrasound.

I don't believe you.

Why not?

I'm pregnant. It's a fact.

You think I don't know you, doll?

I know you came here
to scare me and manipulate me.

I'm not doubting that you're pregnant.

What I doubt is that that child is mine.

You and I sure are different.

I'm fine with you
having countless lovers,

but not me.

I'm a one-man woman, sweetie.

I'm your wife, and this is your kid.

I can prove it if you want.

This can't be happening to me.

Cheer up.

Everyone in Argentina is so happy.

Hugo will probably be thrilled
with the news.

Your granddaughter's
just precious, Ines.

If you only knew what
troublemakers they can be.

Can you blame her?

She looks like she was dressed
by her worst enemy.

-Hugo.
-What?

No.

You know I don't mince words,
but don't worry.

The divine Hugo Lombardi
will design some outfits for her

that'll make her
the best dressed kid in New York.

It'll be like
I'm dressing one of my own.

You love kids so much.

Didn't you tell me that you
and Fabi planned on adopting?

What are you waiting for?

Yes.

You know I got married
with the intention of starting a family.

But whenever I bring it up to Fabi,

he changes the subject.

-One, two, three...
-Let me check the agenda.

Five plus...

That's better.

Pantera again.

What? She recorded me?

What are you watching, Sandrita?

No... Huh?

I just received a video of...
people falling.

Gotta go.

See that?
I bet you she's hungover.

She's acting weird, right?
Something's going on.

Didn't she say she was going partying?

Who could she have gone out with?

Who knows?

You knew what my plans were.

I won't throw away everything
I've achieved with Hugo.

We're having a baby.
What do you want me to do?

You and I aren't having
more kids, Romina.

What?

I'm having this baby.

But I'm not.

That baby will not be born.

I want you to know that
what happens with my body

is my choice.

You don't get a say.

Sit down!

Let go of me before I scream.
I said let go.

You know me, and you know exactly
what I'm capable of.

Are you threatening me?

You know me very well,
and you know I'll take care of this.

That child will not be brought
into this world.

I was supposed to be
your wedding planner, Marce,

and not just
from when he proposed to you

but since much earlier,
when you and I were children

and dreamed of
marrying a wealthy Italian!

It's the truth!

Have you forgotten
how many wedding dresses

we looked at in magazines?

Do you know how many weddings I attended

so I could rehearse
being the maid of honor?

And for what?

For nothing!

For you to sit me at a table
at your wedding

like an ugly bridesmaid
nobody will dance with?

-Patricia!
-I haven't finished speaking!

That's the problem.
We don't want to hear you.

Patricia, Catalina found us a cathedral.

Do you know what that means?

Of course I know what that means.

It means I don't matter to you at all!

Take note, Betty.
That's how brides-to-be are.

They forget their best friend
just like that.

Okay, okay. Fine.
Let's do this.

If you want to help that badly,

you can assist Catalina
with the invitations.

There should be
approximately 1,000 guests,

and that's not including showbiz types,

the media, politicians...

No, I can't take it anymore.