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The world of haute couture has reason to celebrate.

The season's first fashion show will begin shortly,

and, as always, it is organized by the famous Velvet Fashion Store

and will be attended by some of the country's top personalities.

The most famous designers today,

such as Pertegaz, Balenciaga or Yves Saint Laurent,

design exclusive models for Velvet.

Set in the very heart of the capital,

Velvet Fashion Store shows once again

why it is synonymous with quality, luxury and elegance.

- For "Ya". How do you feel? - Happy and excited. Thank you.

Your son has come back after a long absence.

Will he be taking over the business?

If you think my father's retiring, you don't know him.

One last question!

What do you expect from this show?

Don Rafael, Don Rafael...

To please our customers, as we've always done.

Now, if you'll excuse us...

I've got two girls outside. If you join in, I'll get four.

- How are you, Mateo? - Happy that you're here.

Alberto!

- Just a minute. - See you later.

Are you ready?

Tonight I want you to present the show.

- Can we talk for a minute? - What is it?

Not here.

"Butterfly Wings"

It seems there are problems with dad.

I was afraid your father would kidnap you all night.

Hello, Cristina!

How are you?

These parties are really boring.

Just as well you're here to keep me entertained.

I'm not great company.

Let me decide that.

Or we can always look for other entertainment.

Shall we go somewhere quieter?

The show is about to start.

Don't tell your father,

but I didn't come for the dresses.

- Which floor? - The third.

The powder room.

That's on the fourth.

You must be the only woman here who doesn't know where it is.

Don't you know our store?

But that's one of our most emblematic dresses.

Is that not so, miss?

I see, you're not going to answer my questions.

I'll have to guess.

From the accent, you're Spanish.

No ring, so there's no husband waiting for you at the party.

No jewels, that says a lot about you.

You're a simple woman.

Am I right?

I'm right.

You're very observant.

Yes, we have that in common.

Admit you like observing as much as I do.

You're right.

So admit you were looking at me.

No, I was looking at the party.

Congratulate your father on it.

Not everything revolves around you.

You look lovely!

- What's going on? - Don't ask, Rita.

- You're leaving? - Yes.

Give this to my uncle, please.

- I love you. - Same here. Take care.

- Did anyone follow you? - No.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Let's go.

Do you trust me, yes or no?

- Yes. - It'll all work out.

You'll see.

Twenty years before...

Almighty God having deigned

to take our late sister Carmen from this world,

we commit her body to the earth.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Trusting in the resurrection of eternal life

through Our Lord Jesus Christ,

who will transform our bodies so they are like His glorious body.

It's time, Ana.

I'd rather stay, Fr. Andrés. I don't want to go to the capital.

You can't always choose in life.

He's your mother's brother, your only family.

He's a good man, you'll see.

And you're lucky.

He's done better than all of us. He has a good job.

He owns a big fashion store. Did you know?

He'll take good care of you.

You resemble your mother.

Thank you.

Did they stop in Astorga?

Good crumble cakes.

This is the store.

No, no. Not that way. This way.

Don't distract the girls. Doña Blanca doesn't like it.

Come on.

Come on.

In you go.

You can put your clothes in the wardrobe, I hardly use it.

Fr. Andrés said you owned this store.

Unpack your case.

No, not there! On the mattress.

Take your filthy hands off that dress!

Do you know how much silk from London costs?

You'll never have enough money to buy a yard of it.

Who said you could go in there?

- I thought it was empty. - And you were going to steal, eh?

- No! - Don't talk to me in that tone.

Is there a problem?

She's the problem. She was in my workroom.

- I'm calling the police. - Don't bother. She's my niece.

Your niece?

Why is she here?

You think she can come here as if this were your house?

Her parents are dead, she has no one.

She can't stay here. You know the rules.

I believe your daughter could stay with her grandmother.

Rules are rules, they have to be kept.

- May I see Don Rafael? - He's busy. If you can wait...

Thank you.

Sit down.

- Who are we going to see? - Don Rafael, he owns the store.

I wasn't going to steal.

You shouldn't have gone in there without permission.

Good morning.

Alberto!

Who's that?

Master Alberto, Don Rafael's son.

Don Emilio,

- you can go in now. - Thank you.

Come along.

We can't let Oxford Stores get that contract.

Come in.

If I have to tell you how to prevent it, why am I paying you?

If I may, Don Rafael.

Come in, Emilio. Don't apologize, for God's sake.

Who's this young lady?

My niece, my only sister's daughter.

She's here because her mother died this week.

Heavens,

I'm very sorry.

If there's anything I can do, I'll be glad to help.

That's what I wanted to talk about, Don Rafael.

I'm the only family the child has and I was wondering

if she could

live with me.

Here in the store?

Emilio, this is a business.

We have rules, and there's a reason for them.

If I let you, the head of sales staff, do that,

how can I tell other employees they can't bring their relatives?

What do I do? Leave her in the street or in an orphanage?

I'd like to help, but I can't, I'm sorry.

Good day.

Wait here, sit down.

Don't move.

Hadn't we finished?

No. I hadn't.

You know I respect your family

and I respect you.

We've been through a lot of things together,

some good,

others not so much.

But I've always been loyal to you.

That's why you have my esteem, Emilio.

I'd like your help too.

I've never asked you for anything.

So this is the price of your loyalty and your silence.

What are they doing?

Preparing for the pre-season show tonight.

It's the first time and they're all hysterical.

- What's your name? - Ana.

- I'm... - Alberto, Don Rafael's son.

Alberto!

- Where are you? - Your mother.

She's not my mother.

She's my stepmother. My mother's dead.

So is mine.

I love that dress.

Did you sew it?

The hem. They only let me sew hems.

But my uncle says if I work hard I could become a cutter.

- And maybe work with a designer. - With whom?

Maybe one who'll be famous by then. Like Phillipe Ray.

- Who's Phillipe Ray? - Nobody, but it sounds good.

It's a great name. French.

All the good designers are French. They work in Paris.

So we'll have to go to Paris.

So it seems.

- Can you speak French? - What they teach me at school.

I'm not going to school so you'll have to teach me.

I have to go back to the workroom to help the girls.

I'll wait for you at ten.

Quickly!

How often must I tell you things?

Let's go.

Where to, exactly?

Running off with the niece of the head of sales staff!

Tell me! What am I to do?

I love her, Father. I want to be with her.

I've told you before. Things aren't that simple!

There are barriers you don't cross...

I don't care.

- This is over. - Are you going to throw her out?

Tomorrow you're going to London.

- You can't tell me what to do. - You'll do as I say!

- You can't make me. - I can, I'm your father.

- You owe me everything! - I owe you nothing!

Even he doesn't know why you don't get rid of her and her uncle.

Even he.

Ana!

Ana!

Ana!

Ana!

We'll be late again!

Coming.

- Come on, hurry up. - I was tacking this.

After all our work, how can you sew for yourself?

Doña Blanca will double our work if we're late.

- That dress... - Who said it's for me?

- Well, then? - 5 pesetas for altering it.

What? If Doña Blanca finds out she could fire you.

Who'll tell her?

Are those sheer stockings?

Yes, I bought them yesterday. Like them?

Your wages go far.

No, but my wonderful sister makes my dresses.

- I bet she'd like sheer stockings. - I'll buy you some.

She works half as much as us and gets paid double.

When we were born, she got all the good luck.

Why did no one tell me they'd put a flower garden in the store?

So that no oaf could step on it.

Listen,

if anyone dares step on a flower as beautiful as this woman.

I'll deal with him, gorgeous.

Pedro,

the letters are waiting for you.

Forgive me, Don Emilio.

Everyone to their posts.

This is an important week for Velvet.

Let's show the Oxford Stores

who we are.

Ladies, I don't hear the sewing machines or the scissors.

Caroline Dubac's model. Come along. What's keeping you?

Remember, we don't sell clothes, we sell haute couture,

exclusiveness, quality,

class.

And our customers don't come here only for all that.

They come for the treatment we know that they deserve

and that, of course, we are going to give them.

It's time.

Gentlemen,

open the doors.

Who sewed the hat?

I did, Doña Blanca.

And you approved it?

Yes, I think it's well done.

You really think this is the way to sew an haute couture hat?

You're responsible for the model.

If one of the girls does her job badly, you know whose fault it is.

Start over again.

With all respect, I don't agree.

Excuse me? What did you say?

It's well made.

We followed the designer's pattern. You can see for yourself.

You're still the same conceited child.

I don't have to see anything. If I say do it again,

you do it, without arguing. Understood?

Understood?

Yes, Doña Blanca.

Yes, Doña Blanca.

Now get to work.

Everything must go perfectly.

If we can never make mistakes, tomorrow even less.

Every little mistake down here is multiplied by ten in the show.

And if that happens,

the person responsible will be fired by the end of the week.

Excuse me, Doña Blanca, a telegram for you.

Thank you, Pedro.

Come on, ladies, we don't have all day.

- Yes? - Don Rafael,

Doña Blanca needs to see you.

I'll see her later.

She says it's very important.

Very well.

- May I? - Come in.

Are you all right, Blanca?

Read it yourself.

What does this mean?

I don't know. I don't know how they found me.

Has Alberto arrived?

- Forgive me, Blanca. - I was just leaving, Doña Gloria.

See to everything, we'll continue later.

I thought he landed an hour ago.

He must be delayed. I sent a car for him.

You're so anxious for him to join the firm.

I need someone to manage things, and who better than my son?

He's studied, and worked in one of the best stores in London.

We sent him away so our business could benefit.

I thought it was for other reasons.

When I'm gone, my son will inherit the business.

He and your daughter. You have a daughter too.

- We've talked about that. - No, you've talked.

And I always feel you don't think enough about her.

Patricia can't do it.

She studied in the best schools, and she grew up here.

She's worn all your dresses, she knows the store perfectly.

She's never worked.

That's easily solved.

Alberto got experience abroad. And he's a man, with clear ideas.

Patricia doesn't know what she wants to do.

Have you asked her?

She's too young.

You were her age when you started your first business.

The one

that ruined me?

It's up to you.

Just one thing. I hope you're not wrong

because if he lets you down again, I won't be here to console you.

He said no. I told you.

You're both equally his children.

- I won't let him exclude you. - Mother, we were never equal.

Now that Alberto is back, it will be like before.

- Don Emilio. - Yes, Carmen.

Doña Cayetana has a fitting. I rang the workroom but my mother...

- I mean, Doña Blanca, isn't there. - I'll see to it.

Rita,

- where's Doña Blanca? - She's just gone out,

but maybe I can help you.

I need two dressmakers to attend to a customer.

It's a bit difficult now, we're finishing off the collection.

And Doña Blanca doesn't like us to move without her permission.

- Is Doña Blanca here now? - No.

- Go up and attend to the customer. - Yes, Don Emilio.

How long must I keep a customer waiting?

There was a lot to do in the workroom.

I'm not interested in your life.

You look wonderful.

Thank you, dear.

We'll see what my husband thinks. Francisco!

Francisco, come and look at the dress.

Well?

You look wonderful, my dear.

The cut is perfect.

It certainly is.

He's a top designer.

We have the exclusive of his models in Spain.

Look at the show tonight, a few seem designed just for you.

- I'll do that. - So will I.

And my chequebook.

I hear that there'll be a surprise at the show.

Don Rafael's son, Alberto.

Isn't he coming back for it?

- Forgive me, Doña Cayetana. - No, don't worry.

Yes, I believe he arrived this morning.

Alberto is a wonderful boy.

Mrs. Salgado...

Good day.

You shouldn't be here.

Why didn't you tell me he was coming?

I didn't know I had to inform you of the Márquez family's decisions.

But yes, he's coming back,

unfortunately,

because the farther away he is, the better for everyone.

Do you care?

No.

Then there's no problem.

- When is he due? - I don't know.

And if you don't care, don't ask.

Go back to the workroom

and stay there.

Do as I say.

Emilio!

- How are you? - Fine, thank you.

I'm delighted you're back.

How are things here?

There's strong competition from Oxford Stores,

but we'll hold out.

- My father? - In his office. Shall I call?

No, don't worry. I know the way.

- Nothing has changed here. - You know what they say:

Things don't change, we change.

I'm delighted to see you. Bye.

Bye.

Excuse me.

- Good afternoon. - Good afternoon.

If you want control of Velvet, it'll be over my dead body.

To be so stubborn, you have to be able to keep your promises.

- And from what I know-- - You know absolutely nothing!

I know Oxford Stores have increased their sales over the last three years.

- Whose customers have we taken? - Get out!

Right now!

Don't talk like that, Rafael.

Imagine if people knew you were so rude to your sister.

I've offered my help. You may not want it,

but you decide.

Sell your store...

or it disappears.

You know what?

I couldn't spend my life profiting from others' misfortunes.

You have something that makes us different.

It's called

Christian morality.

- Alberto! - Aunt!

- How are you? - Very well.

So it's true you're here to help your father.

How is he?

Fine. When will you pay us a visit?

You want to get me disinherited?

See you soon.

Don Raf--

Now what is it?

That's a great welcome.

Alberto, son!

- How are you, father? - You came into Velvet like that?

It's the London fashion. Don't you like it?

- You sent me there, and-- - I should have chosen Paris.

You haven't changed.

Fortunately I had a suit made for you for tomorrow.

How are preparations for the show?

- They're going well. - And the models?

You want to see them?

Of course!

Come on.

This is the last one.

Modelled on Pertegaz's pattern, it goes with a fur stole and gloves.

Thank you, Blanca. Can we be alone?

Have you no comments?

So much interest in the collection and now you're silent.

It's true to Velvet's style.

Very diplomatic.

But sales depend on its success, and profits depend on sales.

Competition is very tough this season.

I know, that's why I think we must do something different,

something new.

You think this isn't new?

Go on, tell me. What's your idea?

Pierre Cardin.

The bubble dress?

That man has changed fashion forever.

He doesn't design for our customers.

They said that about Dior and his New Look.

If we want our business to grow we have to grow too.

We have to take risks, I'd do that with Pierre Cardin.

Our offer isn't novelty, it's exclusiveness, haute couture.

He's haute couture.

- We'll see for how long. - Why did you call me?

Didn't you say you trusted my vision?

I thought it would be closer to the spirit of our business.

Alberto, I trust in you, really. Very much.

I know you'll make us successful again.

Just find the way to do it with what you have.

Try it.

Are you all right?

He smiled at me.

And what a smile!

You were right. He isn't like his father.

- You're married! - Yes, but he's in Santoña,

and she talked so much about him.

I don't care anymore.

- Luisa! - Yes?

A call for you.

Don't go on without me.

You don't care?

Sure.

Thank you.

Yes?

Yes, speaking.

He had his check-up. The doctor says he's worse.

Things will get better.

- What'll I do without him? - Don't say that.

Two years ago I was happy

thinking we'd have children, and now look at me.

- Life can improve. - I can't even be with him!

Because you're working.

I'm working to pay for the doctors,

but I can't pay for the treatment he needs,

not even if I went begging.

Good afternoon.

- Hello, Alberto. - Hello, Gloria. How are you?

Fine. Your sister and I

didn't want to wait until supper to see you, did we?

Well, you're...

Badly dressed?

My father has already told me, don't worry.

I hope they don't check your wardrobe every day.

It isn't necessary.

- So long. - You're leaving?

- I'm meeting some friends. - Alberto,

call Cristina, Don Gerardo's daughter. She was asking about you.

- I told her you'd call. - And I will. There's time.

Aren't you going out?

Don't stay in for me. Go and have a drink.

I'm going to call home.

We'll wait for you.

No, no, you go on.

- The fresh air would do you good. - Yes, just for a while.

We'll be back at 10:30.

Thanks.

I thought you weren't coming out.

Why are you here?

- Waiting for you. Hello. - Don Alberto.

Can I buy you a drink?

- No, I'm with my friend. - But it's been so long.

I've always been here.

- Waiting for me? - Don't you wish.

I was joking.

Really, Ana, I don't mind. I'll go to the bar on my own.

You'll have lots to talk about.

Don't be angry!

The queens of the party.

- We didn't order anything. - From that gentleman.

Tell him... Rita!

It's a San Francisco. I love them.

- Can we talk for a moment? - No.

And buying us a drink doesn't mean you can drink with us.

Waiter!

I'm sorry, the bar is closed. You have to leave.

Too bad.

Not you, ladies.

- What's up? - Come on.

- Alberto did it. - Let's go.

I'll ask you every day until you have a drink with me.

- It's up to you. - No.

- If he's so interested... - Rita.

You want me to close every bar in Madrid?

No. Leave me alone.

You're right. Drop this loser and come with me.

- You're annoying the young lady. - She has to tell me that.

- You should learn manners. - You're telling me about manners?

Is it yes or no?

Alberto.

Alberto!

- Does it hurt? - No.

Yes, a bit.

I got you to talk to me.

I didn't imagine you here.

I imagined you in Paris working for that designer you like.

Of course.

But I can only see the collections in magazines.

Maybe one day Doña Blanca will retire

and I'll go to Paris with your father to choose models.

Welcome to the real world.

What did you expect? A big smile?

- That you'd be glad to see me. - Seven years waiting for you,

for a letter, anything.

I wrote a letter every month the first year.

Every month, I swear.

Maybe my father or your uncle kept them, but I swear I wrote.

Ana, Ana...

They sent me to London to forget you, but I didn't.

And you?

Did you forget me?

Isn't it a bit late to be here?

I'm sorry, it's my fault. I had an accident.

I see.

Good night.

What will I do with you?

- Did he write to me? - Who?

- Alberto. - Not once.

- Why did he say he did? - Why do you think?

Look, he's the young master, the owner, and you're his employee.

He's travelled, he's studied, he's met quite a few women,

and I bet he left them all looking like you're looking now.

I told you to stay away from him.

He came looking for me.

I'm the one who heard you crying at night all these years.

- I know. - You want to feel like that again?

It's up to you. Before you were my responsibility.

Now if you make a mistake, it's your problem.

Don Rafael can forgive once, but not twice.

Neither can I.

Hello.

- Good evening. - So you deigned to turn up.

I didn't know we had visitors.

What a surprise, Cristina.

You were to tell me when you got back to Madrid

and I had to hear it from your father.

- I only arrived this afternoon. - I know.

No, I'm joking.

I was in Velvet picking up my dress for tomorrow,

and your father insisted I came to say hello.

You'll stay for dinner, Cristina?

Thank you, but I think this is a night for family.

Anyway, I'll see you at the show tomorrow.

Alberto, why don't you see Cristina out?

Studying abroad agreed with you.

Being in Madrid agreed with you.

You're in luck, I have time this week for dinner.

And after, I might even let you take me out for a drink.

See you tomorrow at the show.

Bye.

Luisa? Have you seen Rita?

What are you doing?

There's no other way to get money.

You do it too.

And that material?

- From the workroom. - Are you crazy?

I just do alterations.

I don't take patterns or material.

Doña Blanca checks everything.

They're from last season. She'll never find out.

Luisa?

Open the door at once.

This is no time to be in a colleague's room.

Come along.

Where's Rita?

I think she's in the bathroom.

You think I'm a fool? Go to your room.

Lights out!

You think I didn't notice you shortened your skirt?

The uniform is the same for all. That's why it exists.

- It must have shrunk, mother. - That material doesn't shrink.

And just because Don Emilio didn't realize,

doesn't mean you can fool me.

When will you understand you can't draw attention at work?

When will you understand that for me some things are more important than this?

You should be grateful for a roof over your head and a decent job.

Not like them, waiting for a man to take them away.

- I'm not one of them. - I hope not.

I didn't bring you up for that.

Good night, mother.

Sleep well.

Lights out!

Ana!

Ana!

Ana!

Where were you? Doña Blanca knows you were out.

What time is it?

- Midnight. - Already?

One day I'll be so rich I won't have any clocks at home.

And Alberto?

- I wish he'd never come back. - Any chocolate left?

Come on, young ladies. We don't have all day.

The show is in 12 hours.

- Rita! - Yes, Doña Blanca?

Nice to see you.

When you went to my room last night I was in the bathroom.

Why didn't I see you when I looked there?

I was in the upstairs one.

The others were closed and I was feeling sick so...

Do yourself a favour and be quiet. I'm tired of your excuses.

If you want to live here you obey the rules.

If you are missing once more when I make my rounds

I'll throw you out.

- Understood? - Yes, Doña Blanca.

I want you in the workroom one hour earlier every day.

Every day?

For how long?

Until I say so.

Ana, I left a parcel in your room.

- A parcel for me? - Yes, but that's all I know.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Wasn't that your favourite?

What are you doing here?

Bringing you a gift.

This dress isn't for me. Go away before my uncle sees you.

Listen to me, please.

- To hear what? More lies? - When did I ever lie to you?

- You tell me. - Never.

- Never. - What do you want?

You think a dress will make me believe you?

I'd have gone away with you! Don't you remember?

Did you look for the letters?

- There are no letters. - Talk to the postman.

There's a new postman.

I wrote a month ago to say I was coming.

- Why do you think I'm lying? - You never showed me otherwise!

I signed the letters Phillipe Ray.

I brought the dress because I want you to come to the show.

And because I don't care what people think.

If you come to the show, we'll start over again.

If not, I'll never bother you again.

But please, look for the letters.

Ladies, don't stop. We don't want you to catch cold.

Remember: walk slowly, eyes straight ahead,

and show your number clearly so customers can leave their order.

Hurry up! Pedro, the carpet in the centre.

Chairs on both sides.

Four inches apart, not a fraction more or less.

Careful.

Be careful!

Don Rafael! Don Rafael!

- For "Ya". How do you feel? - Happy and excited. Thank you.

Your son has come back after a long absence.

Will he be taking over the business?

If you think my father will retire, you don't know him.

One last question.

What do you expect from this show?

To please our customers as we've always done.

Now, if you'll excuse us...

Alberto!

- Just a minute. - See you later.

Are you ready?

Tonight I want you to present the show.

- Can we talk for a minute? - What is it?

Not here.

Is this so important it can't wait until tomorrow?

It can't wait.

Very well, go ahead.

I'm sorry, I'm not presenting the show.

Why?

I'm not taking over the company.

Alberto, you've finished studying, it's time to work with the fam--

And to get married. You forgot that.

At your age, I had a five year old son.

- This is my life, not yours. - I've never made you do anything.

Then accept I won't take over the company.

Things won't change.

We have different ways of seeing life

and the company.

- How do you see it? - Life or the company?

The company should extend its sale spectrum

and attract young people. Today's show won't do that.

They don't buy haute couture.

- They don't like your clothes. - You don't like them.

No one living in today's world does.

Very well.

If you're so sure, take your money and invest it.

Risk losing it all. That's how you run a company.

I'm tired, Alberto.

Tired of reminding you we live off those customers.

Especially with this new collection.

New? It's been the same for ten years.

- Our customers-- - My customers!

- They're mine. - They're dying!

I've spent 30 years,

done 60 seasons of haute couture!

Are you going to tell me what my customers like?

You don't want me here.

And I don't want to stay.

I didn't study for ten years to take orders.

I can't do this.

- I'm going away. - Where?

Anywhere I can decide about my life.

Your mother was right about you.

She's not my mother.

Come on, hurry!

What about Doña Blanca? She's going to sack all of us.

- I can see it now. - I'm not going to tell her.

- Neither am I. - Nor I.

Idiots. Where did you get champagne?

Where do you think?

There were hundreds of bottles for the party.

I don't think they'll miss a few.

It's true.

They won't miss them, but I'm telling Doña Blanca.

We're celebrating, we finished on time.

Go ahead, while you can.

I'll miss you when they fire you tomorrow.

Carmen, don't tell Doña Blanca.

Why not?

Very well.

Tell her.

I'm sure she'll think you weren't at the party

and the champagne just happened to fall on your uniform.

You evil bitch. I'll destroy you.

Try it.

To you girls!

The champagne's been opened and no one tells me?

What is this?

How about a few drinks and a bit of dancing?

- Don't tell me where. - Where?

- At Luis's. - What's wrong with that?

Nothing, it's a very sophisticated place.

If it were up to me, I'd--

I'd take you somewhere luxurious,

but we have to save for our future,

and this way we'll see your sister dance.

I'll only dance with a good looking man.

Let's go to Luis's.

Let's go.

We'll see you there, eh?

- Pedro. - Yes?

- Did I get a letter this month? - What?

Did I get a letter this month?

There were loads of letters.

It was from Phillip Ray, a London fashion magazine.

Phillip... Yes, I gave it to your uncle.

- Didn't he give it to you? - No.

I've just arrived in London, all I can think is that I miss you.

3 months and no letter from you. Tell me you haven't forgotten me.

Everything here is grey... I keep thinking about you.

No matter how much they separate us...

Please, write to me. I need to know you're well.

I'm coming back, I wanted you to be the first to know.

I thought you didn't miss Velvet.

A little.

A little.

Did you miss me?

A little.

What's London like?

Beautiful. You'd love it.

How do the people dress?

- Is that all you care about? - Clothes say a lot about people.

Come with me to London.

You're crazy.

No, I'm tired of doing what I'm supposed to do

and not what I want to do.

We're not 15 now.

Do you want to come?

- Did anyone follow you? - No.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Let's go.

Don Rafael!

For Alberto

Don Rafael.

Don Rafael?

I'm sorry to disturb you at--

Oh, my God!

We interrupt our programme

to inform you of a terrible event that has just occurred.

Don Rafael Márquez, owner of Velvet Fashion Store,

was found dead tonight.

Help! Help, please!

She has a serious head injury.

We won't know the damage until she regains consciousness.

Your father fell from the office window.

Impossible! There's a rail, he couldn't have fallen.

He killed himself.

If I could take back all I said!

- I'd love to be with you, Alberto. - I know.

- But you have to rest. - Ana! Ana!

These have been difficult days, Ana.

I don't want to run anymore. I'm tired of hiding.

What are you doing?

- How much longer will you embarrass us? - This is love. You don't understand.

- And you do? - Yes.

You know I disapprove of this as much as you do.

That's why I hope you'll help me resolve it.

- What about Velvet's situation? - No comment.

They say your father didn't have an accident.

How did they find out?

Without the loan we're finished.

Ten million is a commitment for me.

I'd like you to commit too.

My daughter and you are the same age, and very similar.

Her heart is set on you.

If you want this money, you know what to do.