All language subtitles for Betty.En.NY.S01E059_English

You're very special, Betty.

PREVIOUSLY

Get that through your head.

You're wonderful.

You're incredible.

You are...

After tonight...

I trust you completely.

I know you'll never
let me down.

Never.

I love you, Armando.

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

I'm the worst person
on the planet.

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

Armando!

Bro! Armando!

Armando?

Armando!

-Are you okay, honey?
-Yes.

-Are you sure?
-Yes.

Shall we tell them the news?

In two months, Armando and I
are getting married.

Catalina found us a cathedral.

I don't matter to you at all!

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

If you want to help that badly,

you can assist Catalina
with the invitations.

I can't take it anymore!

I can't be away
from my family much longer

because they're probably
very worried, so I'm leaving.

Don't worry, Betty.
We'll take you.

No, thank you.

Let's go, please.

Wait, Armando!

Hurry up, Patricia!

You paid the bill, right?

Oh, Betty.

Sweetie.

We didn't know where you were
and were scared to death.

What happened?

Uh... the car broke down,

and there was no signal
where we were

so I wasn't even
receiving your calls.

See all that can happen in one day
even someplace near here?

It is your boss' obligation
to purchase insurance for you

if you're going to be
hitting the road.

Did you demand that?

No, but we didn't know
that would happen.

We didn't think it would.

Nobody does,
until something happens.

Enough.
Quit scolding her.

She's got to think before
things like this happen!

The important thing is that
she's fine and she's home.

Are you hungry?

I am, I am!

With all this worrying,
I've burned thousands of calories.

Yeah, the ones
you eat every breakfast.

Exactly, and they must be replaced.

Why don't we have breakfast
while Betty tells us

about the accident
and her night?

Betty, where did you spend
the night with your boss?

In a cabin.

I'm going to wash my hands.

Oh!

Bro, when I told you to take
Betty to that meeting,

I never thought you'd be
spending the whole night with her.

Come on, let's have it.

What happened?

Both of you had guilty
expressions on your face.

What had to happen happened.

No!

Are you serious?
You did it?

Yes!

And here I was
doubting your abilities.

You've earned my respect.

Tell me what happened.
I want details.

How was it?

I don't want to talk about that.

It must've been terrible,
but it was necessary

to keep that uggo under control.

Well, if you won't tell me,
I'm going to guess.

You drank until you were blind.

-No.
-No?

Well then, you must've listened

and looked at the picture
of that model for inspiration.

No.

That neither?

Oh, I see, you naughty boy.

The little pill.

You're way off.

What?

Don't tell me you did it
without any help.

No wonder
you won't talk about it.

You're an expert, bro.

Few have ever been as daring.

In fact, here's to you,
Armando Mendoza.

and you came through like a man.

Relax. It's over.

According to you it is,
but what comes next?

You keep letting her dig V&M
out of that financial pit

and when she accomplishes that,
she returns the company to us.

Now smile and relax.

I know it was a sacrifice,
but you did it for everybody.

What's more,
that was the last time

you'll have to sleep with her.

Well, I hope so.

...and I already spent
that money, so you owe me.

What money?
What are you talking about?

What I was going to make
as your wedding planner.

Enough! You're going to drive me crazy
one of these days.

I've got enough going on
with Armando.

Oh!

So you felt it too.

What?

Marcela, they lied to you.

Armando and Beatriz
were hiding something.

Don't tell me you believed Armand.

Of course I did.

Marce, men are liars.

This was obviously all a plan

for him to hook up with his lover.

A plan?
Didn't you see the car?

Who's to say the other woman
wasn't there with the two of them?

Think about it.
It's a possibility.

That's why Ricardo came with us.

To keep Armand
abreast of everything.

Patricia, there was no signal.

Men have their ways. Hello!

Think about it,

the gargoyle was acting weird
all through breakfast.

I'll torture her if you let me.
It'd be my pleasure.

I'll grab her by the mustache
and shake her around,

disgusting, and then
I'll comb her hair if I have to.

Whatever it takes to get
the truth out of her.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Betty, don't you think it was weird
that the car broke down?

So what?
I was there and it wasn't weird.

What are you trying to say?
That I'm lying?

I don't know.
You tell me.

You haven't exactly been
very honest lately.

Betty, do you have to return
to the office now?

No, Mr. Armando gave me
the day off.

What a great boss you've got!

Let's see, he takes you out with him,

you sleep in the same place,
and to top it off,

he gives you days off
in the middle of the week.

How cool! Why can't we have
more bosses like that?

Nicolas, I'm not following.
What are you trying to say?

I know you and I know
you're scolding me.

We'd agreed not to meddle
in the other's private life.

It wasn't my fault, Betty.

The person who went missing

and scared the crap
out of all of us was you.

Betty... I want the truth.

Did you have sexual relations
with Mr. Armando?

We need to talk.

Can't you see I'm working?

What's wrong with you?

Tell me everything you know
about Beatriz's boyfriend.

How should I know about
that creature's private life?

Because I paid you
a nice chunk of change

for you to inform me, that's why.

Money that's already gone.

Oh yeah?

Want more? I imagine you do.

Then tell me everything
you can about that man.

His name's Nicolas.

How do you know his name?

Find out and tell me.
I want to know everything.

Where he went to school,
how rich he is, everything, okay?

Let me know.

You dropped my papers.

They did not fall,
you dropped them!

I hate you!

Girl!

-Busted!
-You dummy!

I found you.

What happened?

Sofia, I've been patient with you.

I've comforted you,
and I was your accomplice

in your spray tan-related crime.

I've waited for you to tell me
what's going on

with your friend Charly, but
you're not giving me anything.

You have no excuse now,
so spill it.

What's going on with Charly?

Couldn't you have chosen
someplace more discreet?

Couldn't you have picked another person?

Now let's have it.

What's going on
between you and your friend?

I am a married woman.

You know your marriage ended
a long time ago, come on.

Girl, he's my friend,
and I'll remind you

that I took marriage vows.

That just makes the sin
that much sweeter.

-Bertha.
-What?

He's Efrain's best friend.
Are you kidding me?

That's what makes it
the perfect revenge

against that idiot Efrain.

Don't tell me you haven't
thought about it.

Of course not.

My mind's not sick
and twisted like yours.

Oh please. Admit it.

You admit it.

Admit that you like Charly.

I don't like him!

-You don't?
-No.

I'm crazy about him!

I knew it!

I can't keep it to myself anymore.

And how's the horizontal mambo
with you two been?

Sweaty and with all kinds
of dance moves.

Oh my goodness.

And some badness too.

You look happy.

-Shh.
-What?

Do something to help you
overcome that trauma.

Talk.

Tell me how your awful night was

and I promise
you'll feel much better.

I told you
I don't want to discuss it.

Fine, okay.

I'm just trying to help.

I still can't believe
you didn't need any help.

You're a real stud.

Can we please
change the subject?

I don't want to talk about Betty
or Marcela or anything.

I'm done. It's over.

Okay, okay.
I just want to help.

Know what?

Let's be our old selves today.

Remember Armandito?

-You've still got it?
-Yes!

In that cell phone are the numbers
to the hottest women in Manhattan.

I thought you got rid of it
when you proposed to Marcela.

-Give it to me.
-It's on!

How could I be president
of a company like V&M

and miss out on the pleasures
Manhattan had to offer?

-I told you, bro.
-We're going partying tonight.

Yes!

There it is.

I can't believe it.

I can't believe you're asking me that.

Yes, you're my best friend,
but you have no right

to meddle in my life.

No, no, no.

You're not talking your way
out of this one.

Don't act like you're offended
or above all that.

All I'm doing is defending you
from that man.

No, I'm defending you from yourself.

Thank you very much,
but I don't need your protection

or anyone else's.

Are you stupid or what?

It's all a trap.
Haven't you figured it out?

It's so cool!

Armando takes you out for a day,

and out of nowhere,
he shows all this interest in you

when before he didn't
give a damn about you?

That's not true, Nicolas.

We went to a very important
work meeting, nothing more.

You even look kind of pretty
when you're lying.

One question:
do you believe your own lies?

What's your problem?

I don't owe you or anyone else
any explanations.

You're as unbearable as my father.

Maybe, but I'm not your father.

I'm your friend Nico,
and you know what I think?

That you're being naïve,
which is cool for them.

To have an employee like you.

Awesome!

But you know why?

Who's going to take the fall
for all the crap they pulled?

Ta-da!

You.

I'll say it one last time.

Mr. Armando isn't bad.

All he wants is to save
his family's company.

I believe in him,
and I'll support him

till the very end.

All set.

Bro, who are you?

Where's the Armando
who was so scared of Marcela

he had to ask permission
to use the bathroom?

I won't be
Marcela's perfect husband

or the boyfriend that sends
Betty teddy bears and cards.

All right, all right.

Let's tread lightly.

You know I've always
got your back,

but let's remember
to do things right.

We're not amateurs, Armando.

Now you're scared?
I have more to lose.

Marcela's taking over my life,
and Betty, my company.

That's why we have to
do things right.

No mistakes.

More mistakes?

I'm tired of V&M.
All I want is to have fun.

-How about this one?
-I'll talk to her.

Does she speak English?

Marcia.

"He wants to save
his family's company."

At what cost, Betty?

Don't you see
that everything you're doing

all comes back to you?

You're the one
that'll take the blame.

By the way, Marcela Valencia
was here yesterday.

And?

She was talking to your parents,

and she's starting to figure it out.

She's no dummy.

She's Mr. Armando's soon-to-be wife.

You think he'd leave her for you?

I don't want to talk
about that with you.

Open your eyes.

That woman is beautiful.
She's amazing.

And it's not just me saying it
but the papers too.

And what about you?

Me what?
What were you going to say?

Finish your thought and tell me.

What, that I'm the ugliest girl
in Jackson Heights?

Even so,
Mr. Armando loves me,

and he's going to leave her for me.

Right, and you believed him.

Betty, that won't even happen
in your dreams.

-No?
-No.

It's sad that you don't see
yourself like that,

-and I know why.
-Why?

You've never been in love.

You've never had anyone love you

and you've never made a
real connection with someone,

like nothing else
in the world existed.

That's why you don't understand.

You're going to make me cry, Betty.

As Shakira once said,

you're dumb, deaf, blind, and mute.

But I know this will pass,
and everything will be all right.

I've got insurance for you,
and I'm going to use it

when the time is right.

What insurance?

The letter Armando gave you
in which he admits guilt.

I have it.

What terrible luck to run into
those two during lunch.

How terrible.

You know the worst part?
The guy threatened me.

He said the future of the company
was in Beatriz's hands.

Can you imagine?

You didn't believe him, did you?
Beatriz is a nobody.

That was before.

Armando's granted her
lots of power,

and he depends
on her completely.

Marcela, there's something
about this I don't like.

I didn't like that guy's attitude.

I think Beatriz makes stuff up
so she'll look good to him.

Poor thing, if she only knew
her days here were numbered.

Don't laugh.

Armando said he was
going to fire her

after the next board meeting.

-And you believed him?
-Of course I did.

Beatriz isn't indispensable.

Plus, Armando knows
that it's either her or me.

Betty, I taped the pieces back together.

This letter you see here
is very important.

Why did you do that?
I'd thrown it away.

Erase it!
I demand that you erase it now!

Fine, Betty, don't get excited.
I'll erase it.

There it is.

No more picture in my cell phone.

Good thing I can photograph it
whenever I like

because that letter
is in my possession,

and I won't be destroying it.

It was my decision
to throw it away.

Why'd you keep it?
Stay out of this.

If you won't defend yourself,
I will.

That letter is your one
Get Out of Jail Free Card.

-Give it back.
-No.

Not until you quit V&M and
you're of sound mind again.

This is the last time
I'm going to ask you.

Return it or I'll never
speak to you again.

There it is.

Great, Betty.

If that's your decision,
I have no choice but to respect it.

Don't you see that this
love story of yours

could end with you in prison?

This admission of guilt
is your salvation, Betty.

Excuse me.

Cheers!

Let's toast!

Let's toast! To the future!

We don't know what it'll be,
but cheers anyway.

Give me a second, ladies.

What's wrong with you?

Cheer up.
It's like you're not having fun.

I'm having fun,
and I like seeing you like this,

but you're not the old Armando
or the current one either.

Why are you acting like this?

I just want to have fun.
Is that so wrong?

I want to have fun
with beautiful people,

not the same old people.

-Who is that?
-I don't know, and I don't care.

I'm not answering it.
Let's keep drinking and partying.

Just drink something.

Hey!

Here.

Okay.

No, girl. Nobody's home.

The kids have soccer practice
and Efrain's picking them up.

Take advantage and take a bath
with those salts I got you.

Your skin will thank you.

That's a great idea.

I've got a bottle of red wine somewhere

that I'm going to open

so I can take a long bath and
forget about the orange lizard

living in my house.

Love you.

Bye.

You haven't been here
in so long.

I know.

Wait, aren't you getting married?

What? Me?

No, don't believe everything you hear.

Here I am, the same as ever.

You missed me, didn't you?

A lot.

Too much.

This place isn't the same without you.

Well, here I am, down for
whatever you want, as always.

Whatever I want?

But are you getting married or not?

Tell me.

Let's stop talking about whether or not

I'm getting married.
It doesn't matter.

We have much more important
things to discuss.

You're the worst.

Me?

That's why you drive me crazy
whenever I see you.

We have a lot to celebrate.

Hey, cutie, how about we take
this party to my apartment?

All right, let's do it.

Let's keep the party going
at her place!

What are you doing?

What is it?

Bro, come here.

You know I love you, right?

-Yes!
-We have to stop this.

You relaxed, and you proved
you can be the old Armando.

What's wrong with you?
Why the long face?

Isn't this what you wanted?
We should be having fun.

I know, and I am, but tomorrow
everything must continue.

We can't neglect Betty.
Don't forget that she owns V&M.

And you can't cast
Marcela aside either.

You need her backing
at the board meeting.

How many reminders
do you need?

Do you want Daniel auditing us?

I'm nobody's puppet
to have to answer to anyone.

-Stop telling me what to do.
-Bro.

-What?
-Use your head.

Don't do this now.

I'm not a fool.
I know what I'm doing.

I know you do, but keep this up
and you'll lose everything.

This will all be over
in a few months,

and then we can do
whatever we want.

-Be smart.
-All right, fine.

But I'm not sleeping
with Betty again, okay?

Okay. Fine.

If that's what caused all this,
no more nights with Betty.

Just be clear that
you're with that ugly girl

only to get V&M back.

You don't like Betty,
you don't like Betty,

you don't like Betty.

We're using her, bro.

All right,
we'll go out the back.

Nobody will know.

You're not my babysitter.
I'm leaving by myself.

Don't get upset with me
for telling it like it is.

Stop talking to me. Go home.
I'm leaving alone.

Pick up the phone, Armando!

If you won't answer the phone,

I'll use my app to find you.

No, Marcela!
Don't be so insecure!

You're... dead...

you stupid, orange bitch!

You've just signed your own
death sentence, Jenny Reyes!

Hope you're sleepy 'cause
you're about to take a dirt nap!

Say goodnight!

Right, lovebug?

You've got to be open-minded...

Damn you!

Damn you, you whore!

What's going on?

-Slut!
-What's going on?

I got you, filthy tramp!

You're dead!

I'm going to tear you
limb from limb

and dance on your grave,
you wretch!

She's trying to kill me.

What's going on, Sofia?

-You know what she did?
-I don't.

She painted my bedroom
and all of my clothes orange!

Now I'm going to paint you
black and blue!

Didn't you like the
color orange, Mrs. Sofia?

Well, have a taste
of your own medicine.

I'm going to get you, you rat!

Calm down, Sofia.

Sofia?

She's just clowning around.

No, she's not.

Is she?

She went limp.

She's cold.

Did we kill her?

You'd be a widower.
Can you imagine?

Shut up, Jenny!

A widower?

What would I tell my kids?

That I upset their mother
so badly I killed her?

-That sounds good.
-Get the phone and call 911.

Where is it?

I don't know. Call 911.

Sofia...

How?

911.
That's not the phone!

Sofia.

Who do I call?

911.

Why did I accept Daniel's money?

Now he won't leave me alone

if I don't find out everything
about Ugly Betty's boyfriend.

Just terrible.

What?

Patricia?
What's she doing here?

You really scared us, young lady.

I'm sorry.
I didn't think anyone was home.

You could've rung the doorbell.

I did, but your doorbell...
I don't know.

It's funny. It didn't ring.

How are you?

Fine. Nice to see you.

Where's Marcela?

She's fine, thank you.

Okay, I'm leaving.

Where to?
Why did you come?

Uh... I came to drop off
the Tupperware

I took the tamales in.

And where is it?

It was horrible. So sad.

I did bring it,
but as I was walking

I came across an uncovered drain

and I don't know what happened,
but it swallowed the Tupperware.

It was awful.

Don't worry, though.
I'll buy you another.

Hold on.

Come in.

Sweetie, we were watching TV
when a coworker of yours

dropped by.

Who? Sandra?

Mariana!

Sofia!

No, it's me.
How are you, Betty?

Patricia?

How's Sofia? Where is she?

Calm down. She's stable.

She's still under observation,

but she's sleeping now after
they administered a sedative.

What happened to her?

What did that bastard Efrain
do to her?

No, it wasn't him.

It was her. Jenny.

It looks like Sofia got
really upset because Jenny

painted her bedroom
and all her clothes orange

to get her back for something
Sofia had done to her.

That no-good slut.

Where is she? I'd like
to introduce her to my fists.

Neither of them is here.
Sofia came in an ambulance.

Efrain called and asked me
to be with her at the hospital.

They stayed behind with the kids.

That coward.

-Bertha.
-What?

What did Sofia do to that girl?

Okay, I'll tell you,
but don't go talking about it

because Sofia and me
have denied everything, okay?

Sofia added merthiolate
to Jenny's tanning spray,

and it turned her orange!

Sorry, but I don't think it's funny.

She looked like an Oompa Loompa,
and it is funny.

These little temper tantrums
of Sofia's have to stop.

Hey... my friend's really suffering

over all that's happening.

Yes, I know.

Efrain's humiliated her plenty
by moving his lover into her house.

Fortunately, she has you.

-Me?
-Yes.

What do I have to do with all this?

Come on, don't play dumb.
I know everything.

Everything.

And don't worry, because
I'm the president of your fan club.

Don't mess with me!

Stop sending that video to everyone!

If you know everything
becomes a meme,

why do you make it so easy?

If you didn't want to be
made a fool of,

you shouldn't have
acted like a fool.

You had no right to record me.

Just know what
you're getting into.

Mess with me and
you'll regret it forever.

Hold on, I should be
the upset one.

I was having a good time
with Wilson,

and you showed up
like the third wheel.

Third wheel?

Is he your frennie with bennies
or what?

What do you care?
He's single, right?

So am I.

Or do you like him or something?

No way.

She came yesterday
to offer her moral support

when we didn't know your whereabouts.

Patricia?

You were a shelter in the storm,

a beacon of light in the
darkness of desperation.

Just know that in me you now
have someone to advise you,

a shoulder to cry on,
and a sincere friend

in Demetrio Rincon.

Likewise.

I'm honored that you'd share
such heartfelt words with me.

"Likewise"!

Anyway, make yourself at home.

I'll let you two talk.

Thanks, Dad.

Come in, sweetie.

Who gave you that giant bear?

Look, Patricia,
I don't know why you're here.

Maybe Marcela sent you.

But do you mind leaving?

No, that's not why.

I was really worried about you
when you were missing.

-You?
-Uh-huh.

Worried about me?

Look, I know you and me have
had our differences in the past,

but couldn't we sort that out?

We are coworkers after all,
and if we both do our part,

I think we...

could be...

friends.

That's so cute.

What were you doing
before I got here?

Patricia, thank you for your concern,

but you didn't have to
come all the way here.

And I'm sure you've got
more important things to do.

Boo!
To scare the hiccups out of you.

I brought you some snacks, girls.

Yummy! This looks great.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

Why didn't you come to
Betty's birthday party, Patricia?

It was nice,
wasn't it, honey?

Yes.

She didn't come because Patricia
is Ms. Marcela's assistant,

and they're always
attending big events together

to which they're invited.

Right?

Boo!

That's interesting.

I imagine you've been
working there a long time.

No, not at all!

I've never had to work
a day in my life, ma'am.

But one day, Marce called me,

pleading with me to work there
because she had

so much on her plate.

So I agreed
to resolve her situation.

But I don't need to work.

After my divorce,
my ex-husband left me

a huge amount of money.

Yes, a lot of money.

How much was it?
I don't remember.

It was a lot, right?
How much, my friend?

...grand.

I beg your pardon?
I didn't catch that.

What did she say?

It's because of my accent.

It's part British
and very international.

Sometimes people have
a hard time understanding me.

Anyhow, I think you're right.

I'd better go.

But do you mind
packing all this to go, please?

Of course.

Oh, and would you happen to have
more tamales like yesterday?

This time I will return your Tupperware.

-Okay.
-Yeah?

Sure, I'll add one to this.

Let me put my shoes on.

You okay now, Betty?

No more hiccups? Great.

See you at work.

Take care, cutie.

See you soon, my friend.

-I'll wait for you.
-Of course.

I've always admired Sofia very much.

She's strong, enterprising and smart.

She's funny too.

She painted Jenny!

See? It was funny!

Sure it was,
but it's dangerous too.

You really think so?

Of course.

If Sofia keeps letting her anger
get the better of her,

she'll end up sick or in jail.
But I do understand.

What Efrain is doing to her
really pisses me off too.

You care about her?

Yes. Very much so.

How much?

Sofia's my friend, and
I don't even know what to call

what we have.

I don't know if it's real
because Sofia's alone and hurt,

and I haven't had
a special someone in years.

Is this just two lonely people
hooking up,

or is it something real?

That's why I'm not
getting my hopes up.

I don't want to crash and burn.

You don't have any reason
to crash and burn.

You two are adults.
You know what you want.

For now,
you two have my blessing,

and I name myself the annoying
best friend of this romance.

-I'm glad you approve.
-I do.

But it might be premature
to call it a romance

because Sofia's still married to Efrain.

Not for long, I hope.

Charly, you're a big influence
in Sofia's life.

Help her divorce that jerk
once and for all.

You could be so happy together.

Start thinking about it, because
what you two feel is real.

I feel like I died
and went to heaven.

I feel like anything is possible.

Is it always this magical?

Not always.

Sometimes it's explosive,
other times it's a disaster.

We were lucky this time.

This time was very special.

After tonight,
I trust you completely.

I know you'll never let me down.
Never.

"INCOMING CALL...
BEATRIZ"

Armando!

Why didn't you answer my calls?
I called nonstop!

How could you do this
to me after...?

Armando... darling.

I love when you get like this.

Are you okay?

Yes, I'm fine.

Let's try another position.
Get on top of me.

Like this.

Like this.

It's okay.

I've read that it's normal.

I'm sorry, I don't know why I can't.

I don't know what's going on.
Forgive me.