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Come on, use your head.

That's the only part of my body I won't be using tonight.

I'm not betraying you, Ana. I'm doing this because you asked me.

- I love you, Ana. - Me too, but that's not enough.

You need to know how you feel about her.

I know exactly how I feel about her.

You know what you felt at first, when you were with her out of obligation.

What you're asking makes no sense, Ana.

- Ana. - This is Antonio.

- Hi. - How are you?

I have an early day tomorrow.

OK, but, you know,

if you ever need someone to go for a walk with, I'll volunteer.

I'm Maximiliano Expósito.

I grew up at the Virgen del Carmen orphanage.

When I was 7, I met Eduardo.

He had been abandoned by his mother and he knew her name:

Blanca Soto Fernández.

- Where is my son? - He died three months ago.

Do you really want to get better?

Then you should do something about it.

- Carmen? - Yes?

I have something important to tell you.

It's about him, your brother.

Juan? Oh my God!

I was discharged!

They think the disease has abated. I'm all better, Luisa.

It's very generous of him

to leave the hospital when he's still sick.

- It's very thoughtful. - He was discharged.

- Is that what he told you? - Why did you lie?

I know what happened with that man, he told me.

- And I won't allow it to continue. - What about your treatment?

We'll discuss that tomorrow.

- Clara, would you marry me? - Are you praying, Pedro?

I think we should take a break

and figure out what we want.

I broke up with him.

- Pedro. - Yes?

This is Manolito, my son... and yours.

Are you asking me to look after the boy?

- Who is he? - I'm Manuel,

- but you can call me Manolito. - He's my son.

A man came to see me.

- He knows about Cuba. - How much does he want?

- Twice as much as the last time. - You're a rotter.

If you don't want these photos in the papers

leave a briefcase with 100,000 pesetas at 158, Alcalá

tonight at 10pm.

It's payday, use the payroll.

There are some outstanding payments due and I have to use that money.

You're not going to pay us?

I wouldn't do this if I had a choice!

I'm being blackmailed, Emilio. They're threatening to ruin us,

- and this is all the money I have. - Why are they blackmailing you?

That briefcase looks a lot like Don Alberto's.

I'm going to take the briefcase.

With some girl from the village. How about that? Manolito!

He's a sweet kid, too...

the poor thing just makes due with whatever he gets...

So now you're sweet on the child?

- What? - Oh, Rita.

You said that when we were back in Madrid you'd forget Pedro and move on.

And what's the first thing you do?

Stand up a cute guy to mother his son... You're hopeless.

I wasn't mothering, don't exaggerate...

I was acting like a friend, just lending a helping hand.

Don't tell me you brought that guy over here?

Don't be silly, open the door.

- Don Emilio... - Ana,

can we talk?

Of course, uncle.

I'm all ears.

- I have nothing to say. - I think you do.

And I'd rather hear it from you than from Don Alberto Márquez.

Go ahead and talk to him.

That's not necessary. I know everything, as you can imagine.

But, why didn't you tell me?

I asked you not to let me down.

And you've behaved like a tart:

the lover of a man who's engaged to another woman.

- That hurts nobody but me... - And me!

"Alberto's Choice"

It's not just your life, it's mine too.

And everyone else's.

What will become of the store when this goes public?

Do you think Don Gerardo will invest his money

when he finds out his daughter's fiancé is sleeping with someone else?

How could you be so selfish?

I'm not selfish.

If I were selfish, I'd have married Alberto,

and the store would have closed months ago.

What do you mean?

Gerardo offered Alberto money in exchange for marrying Cristina.

- And he accepted. - No.

I forced him to do it.

Me, the selfish one.

I couldn't allow you and the others to end up on the street.

And I would do it again.

I should have gone away, but I couldn't bear to leave him.

Ana, what happened?

Juan?

- Do you always eat like that? - If there's food...

- Can I have another churro? - There's no more!

You ate them all! Go wash up. Look at your mouth... Don't touch that!

- He'll get everything dirty. - Did you figure out what do?

Yes, of course.

- I'll leave him here while I work. - Pedro, please, he's seven.

I'll check on him every six hours.

OK, every four hours.

I mean, I'll come check on him. I'll bring him... cheese...

I'll bring him sausages... That boy has some appetite!

- That's a birdbrained idea! - Honestly, I don't know what to do...

Well, you need to think about it, maybe look for a school.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

See, Manolito? Aunt Rita has good ideas.

- Yeah...and a place to live. - That I had thought about.

I might rent a room in a guesthouse, that's a good solution.

That's a solution? A guesthouse? With travelling salesmen

- and smelly retirees who don't shower? - Watch your word...

Some retirees smell heavenly.

You're not taking the boy to a guesthouse if I can help it...

That's my decision to make, I'm his father!

The guesthouse is a bad idea, dad. Aunt Rita is right.

See?

Aunt Rita...

You're a flatterer, just like your dad...

- I'd better go before I am missed. - Yes, come on, let's go.

- Say something to the boy. - Be good.

Will you be good?

Will you bring more churros?

Yes.

- Then I'll be good. - OK. Good.

- OK. - Let's go.

Don't jump on the bed.

Don't jump on the bed, you'll break it... Manolito!

Did you at least leave him a book or something to play with?

What's he going to do all alone in there?

We should have gotten him a top, he'd probably like that.

- I don't think I can handle this... - Of course you can, Pedro.

- You're good with kids, Rita. - Me? Come on!

You had him hanging in your arms, I didn't know what to do.

As soon as his mum dropped him off, I had to go ruin your evening.

- You didn't ruin it... - I ruined your evening, Rita,

and you were with that...

with the elevator guy.

My first date in three years.

Don't worry, I came because I wanted to, you didn't force me.

I practically did.

Rita! Can you come here a moment?

Yeah, sure.

Why would he leave now that he's cured?

He's not cured, he lied. He just left the hospital.

Why did he do that?

He told me he'd rather die than let me make a sacrifice for him.

What kind of sacrifice?

I need to know where he's gone.

Don't assume the worst, Luisa, maybe he went back to the hospital.

No, I know he's definitely not there.

We'll help you find him--

- How can you help? - Maybe he'll call.

I can't just stand here waiting, I'll go crazy.

You can't just leave in the middle of the workday, you'll get fired!

Don't worry, we'll cover for you.

Thank you.

Good morning, girls. The break is over.

From this moment on, I don't want to see anyone resting.

We have a show to put on and time is not on our side.

Each designer gets one pattern.

Two seamstresses per pattern. Doña Blanca will show you the fabric.

Rita, you're with me!

Let me give you some advice:

if you want to get anywhere in this profession,

you have to be decisive.

Take this.

Let me check if your order is here.

I can't believe it!

While we were risking the payroll, you were out getting drunk.

- Why didn't you call? - Don't yell!

I'm not yelling, you just have a terrible hangover.

What did you drink anyway?

- Whisky. - Whisky?

Either it was really bad, or you drank the whole distillery.

I saw her with someone last night.

- What do you mean? - Another man.

A very attentive man who insisted on walking her back to the store.

You did decide to take a break.

I didn't decide anything. She wanted some time for herself,

- and she's obviously not wasting it. - So what if she's not?

- Wouldn't that be better for everyone? - Come on, Mateo, please.

Alberto, why can't you just be happy with Cristina

and let Ana find someone who'll make her happy?

Then we could stop spending money we don't have

to cover up your illicit affair.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Clara... - Yes?

Two coffees.

- Is the money in there? - I think so.

What's this doing here?

I think I know who brought it.

Who? Our guardian angel?

Yes, he works nights.

I'm going to give this back.

Here it is.

You and me. No excuses.

Emilio.

The payroll money.

I'm glad to see it's back.

I don't suppose you had anything to do with it?

What matters is that the money is here, don't you think?

- Who is blackmailing me, Emilio? - Don't worry about that.

- No? - No.

OK. How do I know it won't happen again?

Because you have my word.

Your word? But how you did you do it?

Your father never asked how I did things.

Very well. Thank you, Emilio.

Don Alberto.

My niece told me you did this for us.

You should be proud, Emilio.

You raised her to be generous and self-sacrificing, didn't you?

Well, she is.

She's the most self-sacrificing and generous woman I've ever met.

More than I'd like her to be.

And maybe she's right.

A beautiful fairy tale can't end with dozens of lives ruined.

No.

Teresa.

Ana.

Luisa.

Luisa?

- Does anyone know where Luisa is? - She's making a delivery, Doña Blanca.

Give her pay envelope.

And with her and Rita, we're done.

We have no time to waste. Let's go!

- Ana, I'd like a word with you. - You heard Doña Blanca, I have to work.

Ana!

I can ask her to come back, if you want.

No, it's alright. Thanks.

It's hard to make them understand and make ourselves understood.

You think it'll get easier when they're older, but it doesn't.

We get older, too.

And not necessarily wiser.

Carmen, if you're upset, shouldn't we talk about it?

You've already said it all.

And I have nothing to say to you.

Did you tell her you had another child?

What business is it of yours?

- None. - Than keep your nose out of it.

Do you think Luisa found her husband?

- Madrid is very big, Rita. - Not to mention Spain.

What can we do?

Not much, really.

But there's someone that may be able to help us.

Come in.

I thought we weren't seeing each other.

You wanted some time, remember?

So I could figure out how I feel about Cristina.

That's not why I'm here.

Luisa's husband is missing. I thought you might be able to help.

- I'll see what I can do. - Thanks.

I saw you last night.

I came here to talk to you,

but you were in very good company.

Rita left and a friend walked me back. What's wrong with that?

There's nothing wrong with that. You can do whatever you want.

OK.

Now I know how you must feel when you see me with Cristina.

No, you don't. I feel nothing for him.

- Ana, what I mean is... - I know what you mean.

But that doesn't change a thing.

If you hear anything about Juan, please let me know.

Help the lady. Have a good day, Doña Paquita.

- Good day. - Good day.

Don Emilio, may I have a word with you?

Certainly. Is there a problem with your salary?

My resignation. I'm leaving.

You do realize that, since it's not a dismissal,

you have no right to any compensation?

I found another job.

- May I ask where? - In Barcelona.

I suppose it's no use trying to change your mind?

No.

I hope you won't end up regretting this decision.

I hope so too.

Alright, I'll get everything ready.

You can leave tomorrow or the next day.

- Thanks. - We'll miss you.

Don Emilio, I'd appreciate it if you'd not tell anyone about this.

- Very well. - And that includes my mother.

I understand.

I'll miss you too.

How to be the perfect homemaker.

- What is this, Rita? - What do you think it is?

You know my mother's always after me to learn how to run a house.

She's afraid I'll scare men off if I can't fry an egg.

I wondered what was in those packages!

She'd send my dowry if I let her.

Don't you want to know what to do in case the boy gets sick

or falls and bumps his head?

And how to feed him, because the boy needs to eat.

- Can you cook? - You want me to become your mother?

Don't worry, I've read it, it's not...

You've read this?

I skimmed through it. But you need it more than I do.

If it talks about saving money, I definitely need it.

I have to tighten my belt,

what with the house, food... My son has some appetite!

- It covers that too... - Really?

I mean, I imagine it does.

I'd better go before I get fired.

- Hey, Rita! - What?

- Do you know how to fry an egg? - Please, don't insult me!

Not that I want to. Women's place is not in the kitchen...

I have a profession and I'm good at it. I'm Doña Rita, just ask Raúl.

Why would I want to fry an egg?

Pedro.

- You scared me! - Miss Cristina needs your help.

Leave that there, Pedro.

And please plug it in.

What's the matter?

It so happens, Mr. Márquez that you and I are having a wedding,

and, although I love organizing it, I'd like it to be special for you too.

So, we need to pick a song

for our first dance.

- Everyone opens with a waltz. - Thanks.

That's just it.

You and I are not like everyone else, so we're going to have "our song".

What do you think?

It's original but I don't think it's appropriate.

That's true.

It's not really a love theme, it's more of a party song.

Next!

What do you think? Do you like it?

It's not bad.

Perhaps you have a song you'd like to play...

I'll think about it.

That's not something you think about,

you either have it, or you don't.

We have plenty of time to look for a song.

I want there tonight to pick the menu with my dad and Gloria.

I'm not sure I can have dinner with them tonight.

Why not?

Can't we put it off?

You know, my mother used to say, when you don't feel like doing something,

the best thing you can do

is get it out of the way.

Sure...

- I love them. - You like them?

- A lot. - I designed this one for you.

Really?

We're revolutionizing Spanish fashion.

What do you think?

I doubt Spain will appreciate that.

Is this what we're presenting?

With all due respect, Mr. De la Riva,

I'm afraid I'm not the only one who doubts our clients will like them.

What do you think, Blanca?

They're unlike anything we've ever done.

That's one strong point.

Despite their strong points,

I wouldn't be caught dead in these dresses.

They're designed for younger,

modern and elegant women.

If you don't like them, that's a good sign.

Are you saying my opinion doesn't count?

That's right.

I want you to finish the collection early.

Hire extra seamstresses, work double shifts, whatever it takes.

Don Alberto, our clothing sales are starting to pick up.

- Alberto! - Gerardo!

How are you?

I was in the neighbourhood and wondered what you were up to.

How is De la Riva's work?

It's wonderful.

Judge for yourself.

What do you think?

It's...

- audacious. - Audacious?

He's very talented, Gerardo, We knew who we were hiring.

- Is there a problem? - No.

I was just thinking about our regular clients.

Have any of them seen the new line?

Of course not.

Don't you think it may be a good idea if they did?

Perhaps a small group

- of our best clients. - That's absurd, Gerardo.

We're preparing a fashion show.

Yes, but... it would be good to see their reactions, don't you think?

Don't you like the designs?

I don't know anything about fashion, I just pay for whatever my daughter picks.

And she has very good taste, doesn't she?

She never shopped here, but she will now.

Alberto, I just don't want us to act in haste.

Presenting a new collection earlier--

Presenting the new collection earlier will get us covers on the best magazines.

It worked for Dior, and it will work for us too.

That's great if we're successful. But, what if we fail?

- We've made our decision. - You mean you've made it!

Yes, you trusted me to make it.

I stopped trusting you when you lied to me

by not telling me about the robbery!

And I made it very clear then

that I wanted to be informed about everything that happened here.

I see someone already has informed you.

- I had not seen those patterns. - Of course not!

I have to see them, because I'm the president.

The president of what?

A company that's kept afloat thanks to my money!

That gives you no right!

I never made you the company's president!

What contract are you enforcing?

Let me remind you that we made a very special agreement.

- That agreement was your idea. - What difference does that make?

You accepted it!

You proposed the terms of the agreement and I've held up to my end of it!

I asked your daughter to marry me!

Excuse me?

Hold on...

Are we still debating the terms of that agreement?

Because maybe I was wrong

to make that pact behind my daughter's back.

Manolito,

I brought warm churros like I promised.

Manolito? Where are you?

Oh, Lord!

- I brought some food. - He's not there...

- What? - He's not there.

Oh, Lord! I told you not to leave him alone!

- He can't have gone far... - What if something happened?

Don't scare me! Help me look for him!

Oh, dear Lord...

Have you seen a little boy down here?

What would a little boy be doing here? Who's is it?

Rosa María's, she couldn't look after him so she asked me to take care of him.

Why did she dump him on you? Doesn't the kid have a father?

It was before we met.

She told me at the bar, when I was about to ask you to marry me.

I just lost him.

I'm a jerk, but you have to help me find him.

Clara, please.

- He's not here. - Maybe you didn't recognize him,

since you don't know him. He's small, about waist high--

Pedro, there aren't many children around here.

You're right.

Clara, you're with Pedro? Is everything OK?

Don't worry, she knows.

Apparently I'm the last one to find out.

- He's not in the stockroom. - Oh, please...

Manolito...

- Since when do you know? - Manolito!

Since yesterday.

He told you before he told me? Somehow, I'm not surprised.

He was afraid you'd leave him...

- Did you hear that? - What?

In Don Emilio room?

Your son has a hearty appetite...

Yes, my son...

eats... a lot, that's true.

He's a good eater.

You can't keep him here, you know that.

This is no place for a boy.

- I know, but I thought-- - Rules are rules.

You raised your niece here.

Do you think that's the smartest way to make me change my opinion?

I'm sorry.

He can stay a couple of days,

but find another place for him.

Thank you.

This one goes in there. The middle finger...

Clara, I'm sorry I didn't tell you...

I was waiting for the right moment but I was afraid you'd leave me.

Of course, I didn't realize you'd leave me before that.

- So that's why you didn't propose? - Yes.

I had hired a pianist to play your favourite song.

But Rosa María screwed everything up.

What did intend to do, Pedro? Keep lying to me our whole lives?

Of course not.

But, now you know, right?

- It's a good thing the boy got lost. - Well, no it isn't.

Don Emilio is right, the boy can't stay here.

You're right. Let's all go.

We'll go live in a house together, OK?

And we can get married, if you want. I have the ring here and everything.

Let's go out in the hall.

- I know it's not the same-- - Pedro...

I still feel the same way about you.

Clara...

Clara Montesinos Martín,

will you marry me?

No.

- Clara, please... - No, Pedro, I can't.

Clara, what will I do without you?

First figure out what you'll do with him!

Are you OK?

- How could you? - Don't lecture me, Rita!

This is no time to turn your back on him!

I'm sorry, I'm not going back to Pedro!

Come here! Get out!

Let go of me!

Is this because of Don Mateo?

- Keep Don Mateo out of it. - So it is.

- I'm not going to answer. - I know you well.

That's precisely why I know Pedro will have help with the boy.

- Saint Rita will be there. - Now it's my fault...?

No, you're not the protagonist! It's Pedro's fault for keeping secrets!

Like you do?

Rita, I'm not going to argue with you. This is between Pedro and me.

You promised not to interfere because you had your own life, right?

It's obvious whose side you're on.

Yes, it is.

Fine.

I'm the bad one,

as usual.

Don't worry, I'm used to it.

- What's the matter? - Nothing.

Ready for the date of your life? The car's parked at the door.

If you don't mind, I'd rather meet somewhere else.

How come?

I'd rather no one see us together.

Pretty and discreet, the perfect woman.

Don't worry, secrets are my speciality.

Plus, this makes it even more exciting.

And no other woman in the city will know.

You're the only woman in this city.

She's finally decided to honour us with her presence.

You do realize you're my assistant and we're working double shifts, Rita?

- Sorry I'm late. - Right, finish this sleeve.

Ana, please bring something else.

It's incredible, you're biting the hand that feeds you.

And I need my hand to sew!

I promise it won't happen again.

I'm going through a rough time.

Rough time?

Is it what I'm thinking?

What else would it be?

We can discuss this over a Bloody Mary some other day,

but I need you now, Rita. Come on, get to work...

Here.

- Did you find the boy? - That was some scare!

It's Pedro's problem, he's the father. It's his responsibility.

- You're not his mother... - I know I'm not! What do you think?

You think I'm crazy?

Luisa, any news?

No one in the village knows anything. He's not at any of his usual hangouts.

He went off of his own free will, I'm sure nothing bad has happened.

Ana, help me with the mannequins.

Would you like to start choosing the wine?

Do you know who we're waiting for?

The bride.

I know perfectly well you're behind all this.

You mean your disagreement with your father-in-law?

You know perfectly well what I mean.

What's wrong with a little disagreement?

Of course, this could threaten

your engagement with Cristina, whom you so dearly love...

- God forbid. - Why are you doing this?

Alberto, dear, look, the only thing that matters in the end

is that each of us in his own way wants the best for Velvet.

I don't suppose you realize that Velvet's future is at stake?

That's correct.

Sorry I'm late.

- Is everything all right? - Good evening.

Is Luisa in the studio?

Yes. Did something happen to her husband?

Yes.

Luisa...

- Yes? - Can you come here a minute?

You can pick up the rest of his things when you go to the morgue.

Where was he found?

On a bench in the train station.

He had a ticket to Santoña.

I knew he'd go home to the village.

I should've waited for him at the station.

I should have made him continue with his treatment, but I didn't,

I didn't...

He would have been cured.

Do you mind explaining what's going on?

What's gotten into you two?

Your fiancé doesn't agree with my business ideas.

You discredited Raúl De la Riva's collection!

I don't even claim to be right,

but I will not invest my money in something I don't believe in.

Yes, but, dad, you agreed to hire Raúl.

Raúl isn't the problem. We gave him too much freedom.

Dad, please...

All I asked is that we show these models to our best clients.

So we can cancel the fashion show if they don't react favourably!

I don't think this is the time or the place to talk about this.

- And you shouldn't get involved. - No, of course not.

The two people I love most refuse to look each other in the eyes

a month before my wedding and it's none of my business.

If you can't separate business from family life, then we have a problem.

Sometimes it's impossible to separate the two.

What do you think, Gloria?

I prefer the roast.

I thought we were here to pick the menu for your wedding.

I'd be lying, Cristina, if I said I like De la Riva's designs,

but my opinion here has no weight.

Your opinion is worth as much as any board member's:

one vote, to be exact.

All I'm saying is part of the collection has already been manufactured,

we spent a lot of money buying the fabric in Paris,

what's the sense of voting now?

Alberto's right, dad.

Do you really think that's the best way to solve this?

If you can think of a better way...

Why don't you trust, Alberto?

He knows a lot about fashion and he's got a head for business.

I don't think you're very objective.

I have no problem with his talent,

I just wish he wouldn't ignore me.

Dad...

Don't pout, it won't work.

I think you're exaggerating.

Does he make you happy?

What?

Does Alberto make you happy.

Of course he does.

Are you sure?

What's gotten into you, dad?

Look,

if you want to call off the wedding...

He's the love of my life.

I love him.

Does he love you?

He does.

Come here...

Everything I do has just one objective:

your happiness.

I know that.

I hope you never forget it,

because that means that, sometimes,

I'll do things you don't like.

But I do it all for you.

Did you prefer the cod baked or broiled?

To be honest, I didn't try either of them.

I'm sorry about tonight.

Thank you.

He's my father, Alberto.

He's all the family I have.

I don't want us to spend our lives fighting with everyone around us.

That makes it very hard to be happy.

- Can I ask you something? - Sure.

- How come you're so perfect? - Perfect?

You always say the perfect words at just the right time.

I don't know how you do it, but you always manage to fix everything.

I'd have to be an idiot not to fall in love with you.

No, Alberto.

This is like the thing with the song,

there are millions of wonderful songs, but you don't choose the best one.

You choose the one that touches your heart.

I don't think you're the best looking man in Madrid,

or perfect.

But...

Doña Blanca, do you have a minute?

Not now, Don Emilio. I'm very busy.

Can I treat you to coffee?

I'm all ears.

Your daughter wants to leave, she found a job in Barcelona.

- She handed in her resignation. - That can't be.

She also asked me not to tell you,

but I wouldn't have a clear conscience

if I let her leave without telling you.

- When is she leaving? - As soon as the paperwork is sorted out.

Actually, there's nothing to sort out.

I told her the day after tomorrow, just to bide some time.

Anyway, that's all.

Thank you.

Carmen?

Carmen, please, let me in.

You're not very talkative lately.

Maybe I have nothing to say.

Did you argue with your mother?

You're very observant.

Not with everyone. I saw you this morning.

I don't want to talk about it.

- What do you want to talk about? - Nothing.

Another Gin Fizz, please!

Leave me alone.

I'll have a Manhattan.

We should have stayed out.

There are still people here, your mother might see us.

I've tried so hard not to make a single mistake.

Trying to be as perfect as she is.

But, you know what?

She's not so perfect.

And I'm tired of being obedient.

From now on, I'm going to do exactly what I want.

Don't do anything just to defy her.

That's not it.

Don't you believe me?

No.

It doesn't matter what I believe. What matters is that you know the truth.

What is the truth?

That no matter what she's done,

you love her and she's still your mother.

That's why it hurts, because you care.

A little broth, it will do her good.

This is the number for Don Amador's funeral home.

You want me to give her that now?

The poor thing needs someone to take care of all the details.

- I don't think she'll manage. - I can't.

I'm not going to decide how she should bury her husband.

She won't want to bury him at all,

so whatever you decide will be fine.

Please.

- We wanted children. - Don't think about that, Luisa.

We always wanted to have children.

I wish I had had them.

Daddy, are you sad?

Why do you ask, Manolito?

Because that woman's husband died.

Come on, get in bed.

It's as if he'd gone very far away.

But, no matter how far away you go, you can always come back,

- just take the same road, right? - Yes.

But, when you die...

You can't come back because the road disappears.

Is that what happened to mummy?

What?

Why isn't mummy coming back? I miss her.

Your mother isn't dead, Manolito.

Your mother had things to do, like when I go to work in the morning.

But your mother's coming back. Now, go to sleep.

But why isn't she back yet?

Did she stop loving me like Clara stopped loving you?

Of course she loves you, Manolito!

You're a very lovable little boy!

OK? Come here...

Come on, come here.

At first, when someone leaves,

you miss them a lot,

but then you get over it.

You get over it.

I wasn't expecting this.

Isn't it the date of your life? Great view, good music,

- and the best company. - And whisky, of course.

Who can resist a good bottle of whisky?

- I can, I hate it. - You're having seconds.

I'm very self-sacrificing.

I can see that...

But, Miss Self-Sacrificing:

We also have champagne.

My mother was right, a girl must never lie.

- No! - What?

You had to go mention your mother!

The most erotic thing a woman can do while having a drink with me

is talk about her mother.

Did you want to keep me from temptation?

- Is that it? - No.

- Is that it? - No.

There's just one problem.

- What is it? - It didn't work.

You're so beautiful, "Clara with experience".

- I've been waiting for this a long time. - How long?

Too long.

Clara?

Did you just get in?

- Where have you been? - Having the night of my life!

What's going on in Luisa's room?

Her husband died.

I can't believe it.

No one can.

Why are you dressed like that, Clara?

Luisa, it's Clara...

Why is she dressed like that, Rita?

What difference does that make?

Is she seeing someone? Do I know him?

Pedro...

Emilio!

Emilio, I saw some employees crossing the street.

They asked to go to the cemetery with Luisa, I couldn't say no.

- Her husband? - He was found dead last night.

The funeral is in an hour and a half. They're waiting for you upstairs.

Don't give in.

We'll see how the voting goes.

It's not hard to guess, is it?

Don't you know me by now, Alberto?

I know I may be mistaken,

ruining an excellent initiative simply because I don't appreciate it.

- Are you willing to vote in favour? - Naturally,

as long as you respond to my gesture like I believe I deserve.

Of course.

Redistribute the shares, Alberto, to give me a majority stake.

Then I give you my word that De la Riva's collection will come out.

- You want me to give you the company? - I see it as restitution, not as a gift.

- Either way, it's not going to happen. - All right.

Then you'll have to face the consequences.

We all know why we're here:

we need to decide whether or not De la Riva's collection will go on sale.

Let's cut to the chase: I vote Yes. Gloria?

I'm against it. My vote is No.

Gerardo?

I know you've set your hopes on this collection,

and I know that, given the circumstances, my vote will be decisive,

but I must vote with my conscience:

No.

Someday you'll realize we've just signed our own death warrant.

I haven't voted yet.

- No offense-- - You are offending me.

I have as much of a right to vote as anyone.

The girl is right. Rules are rules.

Thank you, mother.

My vote is Yes.

Can we take a break? I need to talk to Patricia.

No, my mind is made up.

I've seen De la Riva's collection and it's fabulous.

It's different.

I would buy it,

my friends would buy it.

This is certainly unexpected,

a tie.

When there's a tie, the deciding vote goes to the president.

In other words, me.

And my decision is that De la Riva's collection will go on sale.

Thank you.

Fair is fair.

I hope you're not mistaken, otherwise,

this store is beyond hope.

Thank you, Patricia. Your support means a lot to me right now.

I know, that's why I did it.

And also because I believe in your project, Alberto.

You've proven as much today.

And yesterday and the day before.

I've been selling more than any other clerk for weeks.

I wish you'd realize I care as much about the store as you do,

and I'd like to help you.

I see that.

Our Father who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name thy kingdom come, thy will be done

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our debts as we also have forgiven our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil. Amen.

I can't live without you,

I don't want to live without you!

I want to have a child.

Or two or three running around

talking non-stop, and eating churros, too.

I don't care if they get fat. What does that matter, anyway?

My mother didn't send me that Home Economics book, Ana.

I bought it myself. I don't know why.

I know this is no time to talk about this, but...

I've never had good timing anyway.

What with Manolito and Luisa,

I realize life can be horrible because

when you find something, you lose it,

when you have it, you don't appreciate it. and when you don't have it...

And I've also realized that it's just not going to happen.

That's not necessarily so, Rita.

People like us don't get pleasant surprises.

That's how it is.

- I had a great time last night. - Me too.

When can I see you again?

You're seeing me now.

My mother died when I was eight.

I thought losing the person you love most was the worst thing that could happen.

And it's true. It's the worst.

But you can still to move on.

I know.

We all love you very much, Luisa.

I'm going to make him pay for this.

No one did this, Luisa, Juan was sick.

I hope you'll forgive me some day.

I wish I could change things.

You said it yourself, there's no use now.

What's done is done.

But you're my mother.

And you always will be, no matter what.

Mother, please!

Mother, please, you can't kick me out!

It's your daughter, ma'am.

Did you leave her bags outside?

- Yes, just as you ordered. - Don't let her in.

I don't want to see her.

Mother, please, let's talk it over!

I'll have an early dinner tonight, Elvira. Thank you.

Mother!

Yes, ma'am.

Mother!

Mother, please!

Hi.

I can't wait any longer.

Have you thought things over?

You wanted an answer and I have it.

What is it?

Not here, follow me.

- Why did you bring me here? - Wait.

- Alberto-- - I will give you the answer you wanted.

How do you feel about her?

That I could fall in love with her,

if only I hadn't met you, Ana.

When I heard Luisa talking today in the cemetery,

it was as if I were listening to myself.

I can't live without you, Ana.

Not now.

That's why I brought you here. I wanted to give you an answer.

- You already have. - No.

Not yet. Wait.

Close your eyes.

Come here.

Don't open them.

- It's beautiful! - Thank you.

I love it, Rita.

- I could have made it for you. - That would have been even better.

- Are you sure about this? - Yes.

Have you thought it over?

I've thought it over for 12 years, Mateo.

If anyone finds out, this will be the end of Velvet.

No one will find out. Did you get the rings?

- What rings? - The ones I gave you.

- Me? - Before we left.

Yes, don't worry about it.

- You look beautiful. - Thank you.

I don't know, Rita.

This isn't how I imagined this day.

If I told you how I imagined my life would be,

you wouldn't believe it.

I imagined my uncle escorting me to the altar and all of you there.

- Aren't they a bit slow? - No.

Are you nervous?

- A little. - You'll get over it.

Why don't you go look for her?

Alberto, do you take Ana to be your lawfully wedded wife

to have and to hold from this day forward

for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health,

till death do you part?

Yes,

I do.

Ana, do you take Alberto to be your lawfully wedded husband

to have and to hold from this day forward

for richer or for poorer,

in sickness and in health, till death do you part?

Ana, do you take Alberto to be your lawfully wedded husband,

to have and to hold for richer or for poorer,

in sickness and in health, till death do you part?

No.

Alberto, I love you.

But not like this.

What are we doing here instead of at the church saying "I do"?

Rita, stop! Can't you see it's Alberto?

I'm starting to think this was all a mistake, Mateo.

I know another woman who would never have jilted you.

If I do marry him, I want it to be because he loves me.

Because we love each other and want to celebrate with our loved ones.

I want it to be the best day of my life, and not feel like my marriage is a secret,

and that I'll have to live my life as if I had done something terrible.

Are you going out with Mateo?

- Does Pedro know? - Yes.

Now I can talk about it.

What's there to talk about?

We're just two people who enjoy each other's company.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

I'm glad you didn't leave. and I'm not the only one who's glad.

Max?

Do you want to go out and celebrate?

I'm sorry, Carmen, I don't think that's a good idea.

I think I'm falling in love with someone else.

Miss Cristina, would you mind giving Alberto an envelope?

It's actions that count.

I've done nothing but prove how much you matter to me,

and you have done nothing. What have you done, Ana?

Alberto, we've been waiting for this day for a long time.

Today, after the fashion show, it will all be over.

It was all over for me the moment you left the church.

Please get out of my office.

I thought you'd be happy to see me, despite your boyfriend.

Is he still your boyfriend?

I'm not taking a single stitch out.

- We need a model this size. - I've got it!

This is the most important day of your lives.

That's why I need you to give 200%,

what you're sewing is your future.

I need your heart to go into every stitch.

Prove to me that I wasn't mistaken when I choose to work at this studio.

I didn't raise you to admit defeat this easily.

Do whatever you need to do.

"Forgive me, Alberto.

You can't just let our story end like this after all this time.

We must talk. I love you."