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I can't live without you, Ana.

Do you take Alberto to be your lawfully wedded husband?

No.

I love you and want to marry you, but not like this.

Miss Cristina, would you mind giving Don Alberto an envelope?

Actions not words. What did I do?

I was willing to do anything, but you did nothing.

Is it all over?

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

I won't rest until I tell you something.

About him. Your brother.

I'm handing in my notice. I have another job.

She messed up, but she's still your mother.

It hurts because you care.

I'm glad you didn't go.

- I bet I'm not the only one. - Max?

Fancy celebrating the show tonight?

I'm falling for someone else.

I had fun last night.

Will we meet again?

- You're seeing 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. Why spoil it?

- Pedro. - What?

He's Manolito. He's my child, our child.

Me? Mind the kid?

Who's this?

I'm Manuel, you can call me Manolito.

- My son. - He can't stay.

He can stay a few days, but find somewhere else.

Could you step outside?

People love you, Luisa.

I'll make the culprit pay for it.

There are no culprits. Juan was ill.

Sorry. It must be hard after all you did.

Life may seem unfair, but we all get what we deserve.

This will change Spanish fashion.

- I don't think Spain wants that. - These are the designs?

I have a feeling our customers won't like them.

- I vote for. Gloria? - Against.

- No. - Yes.

In the event of a tie, the casting vote is the manager's.

De la Riva's collection goes on sale.

We won't undo one single stitch.

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

I've never seen anyone that graceful on the catwalk.

There's nothing between us.

Didn't we make it clear?

- Am I right? - Not exactly.

Where am I making a mistake?

In what's most important.

- Shall we go? - Whenever you want.

I so wanted this.

What if I were to say

grab a dress and come with me?

I'd say yes.

Please come in.

Alberto. Cristina.

"Forgive me, Alberto. You can't just let our story end

like this after all this time. We must talk.

I love you."

Hi, handsome.

Morning.

Morning.

What time is it?

Seven o'clock.

Seven o'clock! Seven o'clock!

My father will kill me. What shall I tell him?

It's the first time I've ever stayed out.

Tell him you spent the night here.

Sure!

That will put his mind at rest.

Tell him we danced till daybreak.

Danced?

Dear Lord.

Cristina. Listen.

We did nothing wrong.

Do you know something?

You sweep me off my feet.

I can't think straight.

Because if I did think...

I would have been a lady

and waited till our wedding.

Do you need a priest to know you're my wife?

Is it already time to get up?

Gosh! My head hurts!

Relax, we have another hour and a half.

So why aren't you in bed?

Me? I didn't sleep a wink.

I know, but you can't go to pieces because of what Alberto said.

He's testing you, wants to see if you'll fight for him.

- You're right. - Don't say I'm not...

- I'm right? - Yes.

- You look lovely. - Like it?

You're so happy it's sickening.

- Where are you going? - To fight.

Alberto loves me. It's normal that he's upset, right?

What should I do? Try it.

Until he forgives me, even if it's for being a nuisance.

You mean a real nuisance.

"The Remains of the Shipwreck"

This battle isn't over yet.

You have nothing to lose, have you?

So, I'll give him a surprise.

A surprise? Such as?

Don't keep me on tenterhooks.

What are you planning?

- Will you see him? - Tell you later, nosey.

- Are you? - Bye.

Are you going...?

Hello, Elvira.

What a surprise.

Is Alberto home?

I suppose so. His car is in the garage.

Perfect, I need your help. I want to give him a surprise.

All right, hurry.

Alberto?

Are you still sleeping?

No.

Of course not.

I was awake.

That's strange.

I thought you peeped in when I was in the bathroom.

Me? Peep in?

Too much temptation.

I'll get dressed.

- Stop here, please. - Where are you going?

How does this door open?

Sorry, it was a wonderful night,

but I don't want to miss my first customers.

- Au revoir! - Ciao!

Are we still not ready?

They'll be here any minute.

Don't worry. We change the window display every year.

We're always on time. Always.

You're right, Don Emilio.

Pay me no heed. I'm nervous.

You're not nervous? You all seem calm.

That chignon, Doña Blanca...

Where does he get the energy from?

I went to bed at 2am, he was still dancing.

At 2am? So you had a good time?

Not as good as he did. He hasn't changed clothes.

Looks like the changes around here are positive.

I hope so, for everyone's sake.

I'll go before he turns the workshop upside down.

Where's my muse?

I want to see her. Did you see her?

Seen her? Where is she?

What does this madman want?

Ah, there she is. Splendid as ever.

What a complexion, what a figure, what a...

Take a good look at her, ladies.

You won't have seen many as beautiful as she is.

Chérie.

Thank you for what you did with the jewel in the crown.

Thanks to you, it is grandiose.

I'm going to blush.

Get used to it, that's what muses receive:

compliments.

Give me time, some fabric,

and you'll be huge. Absolutely huge!

Give me time and some fabric! You'll be huge!

Huge!

Come on, we don't have all day.

- Did you lose something? - No, no...

Where's Ana?

Trying to win back Alberto. We need an excuse.

Doña Blanca will think she's sleeping it off.

That's an excuse, isn't it?

We'll tell her that.

"Blanca, Ana feels unwell." Sounds awful.

I was up till 3am, I was totally exhausted.

- You stuck it out. - You should have stayed.

- You look how I feel. - I didn't sleep well.

I don't even know what I'm saying.

Pay me no heed. I'm talking about the party...

- Good morning. - Good...

What's Manolito doing here? He's beat.

He was set on it.

The early bird catches the worm.

Cheeky! Who taught you that?

- Mummy. - You can tell she doesn't work here.

- Ah, there she is. - Sweetheart!

Sweetheart!

You know I really missed you?

- Did you behave yourself? - Yes, he was a good boy.

- Right, Rita? - Yes.

Didn't I say she'd come?

- Have you come to stay? - Yes, son.

Can we talk?

Yes, of course. Let's go.

He's even put on weight.

Thanks for looking after him.

I'm really grateful, but...

you won't need to anymore.

Why?

I got a job.

I'll earn enough to support both of us.

I won't bother you anymore.

It's no bother. After all, he's my son.

Look, he's a real ace.

I'd still like to be of help.

I'm glad you found a job. Madrid is full of opportunities- -

It isn't here.

But I want to see daddy.

- I can take a coach... - It's Stuttgart.

- What? - In Germany.

Germany? What's Germany?

You should have seen her. She looked gorgeous.

If Alberto says no, he's blind and doesn't have guts.

- Did you hear me? - Yes, he doesn't have guts.

- The sleeve. - What?

The sleeve.

Stop gabbing

- and fix the sleeve. - Let's see.

- She's ruining the display. - The bottle...

- Smooth it out. - Like that?

- Of course. Smooth it out. - He'll drive me mad.

- To the left. - Now what?

Move the mannequin a bit to the left.

No, not to your left, to mine.

- Like that? - More.

- I don't understand. - A bit more.

Like that?

- It won't budge. - What do you mean?

It'll do like that. Leave it.

- Mateo. - Good work, Carmen.

The owner arrives just before we open.

Nervous?

I'm surprised you are.

They say I've become responsible. Ignore it.

Are you all right?

We have no time to waste.

Please finish this off.

You're up earlier than usual.

This isn't just any day. Ready?

As always.

It's all yours, then.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Please take your places.

Open the doors.

Today will be a great day.

Alberto looked like a zombie.

So where is Ana, then?

Search me.

- Look. - When did you get here?

An hour ago.

We just saw Alberto.

Being a nuisance won't work.

- He spent the night with Cristina. - What?

I saw them in his room.

I'm so sorry, Ana.

Well...

deep down I knew it could happen.

He made it quite clear we'd finished.

How can you say that?

It's unforgivable.

He leaves you for another just like that?

- It's scandalous. - Rita...

It's all right. I'm fine.

Fine? I'm not even fine.

Don't leave it that way. Set the record straight.

What right do I have?

We're not together.

It's to spite you.

You're the one he loves. All those years together.

He made a decision, he's being logical.

I was driving him mad.

I'm responsible, I have to accept it.

And is that all?

I hope it wasn't all in vain.

The collection is what matters now.

Ana...

Rita. I need to talk to you.

I have to tell you something.

His mother is coming this afternoon.

She says the train... for Stuttgart leaves tonight.

Why so soon? You organised the house, the school...

She can't just take him away whenever she fancies.

Yes she can. She's his mother.

- You're his father. - I can't decide for him.

And his surname?

Change it. If that's all it is...

I have to let him go.

If I'm nearly having a fit, imagine his mother.

She'd die of sadness.

What time is it, daddy?

9:40am, back to sleep. Rest now.

It's so late! We need to be working.

You don't have to work, you need to rest.

But I want to be with you. If I'm leaving this evening...

All right, let's go.

Don Emilio will kick up a real fuss.

The store is going to be chock-a-block today.

His feet smell just like his dad's!

There are crowds outside.

The window displays.

They seem popular...

That makes no difference.

Nobody is here.

Standing around won't make them come in.

We opened half an hour ago. It's still early.

Keep us informed, Emilio.

I thought it would be full of ladies, daddy.

And me too, son.

I wanted to see them and maybe get a tip.

You're a smart one!

Let's see how the morning goes.

I'd rather be with you in the other place.

Where? What's wrong?

Mummy told me about a park here in Madrid.

- The big one? El Retiro? - Yes, that one!

She said there are boats and ducks, but now I won't get to see it.

Come with me.

- Don Emilio... - You're late.

45 minutes late.

I wanted to ask a favour.

Today was meant to be busy,

but seeing as that isn't the case,

I wanted to ask for the day off.

- Listen. - Yes?

Maybe you don't give two hoots about what I say or your job.

Manolito is leaving for Germany.

With his mother.

Well, that was it. I wanted to know

if I could spend some time with him.

Don Manuel.

It was a pleasure.

- A great future in fashion awaits you. - Thank you, sir.

Is that a yes or a no? Don Emilio!

It's a...

Keep your voice down

or I might change my mind.

- Shall we go to El Retiro? - All right.

Pedro. A delivery for you.

Do we still have time for a last errand?

- Of course. - Who is it for?

Nothing to do with me. A lad brought it.

From your boyfriend. Off we go.

Don't be like that with me, Pedro.

Sorry, we're not compatible.

Yes, I know. Even Manolito realised it.

You were very pretty yesterday.

You saw me, titch? When?

He ran away. Caught him spying on the show.

In any case, everyone said you were amazing.

Rita told me about Manolito.

- We'll miss you. - So will I.

We're going to the park, right?

We'll spend the best day ever and buy peanuts.

To feed the ducks.

- Really? Let's go. - Morning.

Pedro, Manolito.

We should be going.

At least he has character and he's persistent.

He's trying to win you over.

Must have spent half a day's wages on those.

- Aren't they from you? - Me?

- Aren't they from Pedro? - No.

Who is this admirer with such good taste?

What's it to you?

Alberto Márquez bets on Raúl de la Riva and loses.

Hey, listen.

Take it easy, Alberto.

It's not even 11am. Too early to get nervous.

We'll assess it at the end of the day, OK?

All right.

And now tell me what's really up.

I'm fine, Mateo. Honestly.

You've had that look all morning. It's not nerves.

Yesterday...

- Cristina and me... - You what?

You're joking!

Well, you don't waste any time.

- I knew she wasn't a prude... - Please don't.

No, really, I'm glad. It's good news,

just about the best recently.

Unless it wasn't as good as expected.

That isn't it. I found this in the room.

Ana left it.

She came to give me a surprise and saw us together.

- Elvira told me she let her in. - So?

- Ana found out, so what? - So what?

Yes, you're a free man now.

You split up with her. You made it quite clear.

- Having second thoughts? - No.

I'll marry Cristina.

But I feel guilty.

Now what will you do?

Talk to Ana.

- To say what? - I don't know.

Listen, just move on.

Do it. And let her move on, too.

Looks like a lost soul.

This isn't normal.

She's all torn up inside. I know her.

You can't force her to talk if she doesn't want to.

Why are you packing up?

No orders doesn't mean no work.

Neither does working for the sake of it.

Even Doña Blanca is relaxed. Shall we sit down and chat?

- I said I'm fine. - I don't believe you.

Well you'd better.

She's so stubborn.

I don't understand it.

The doors opened two hours ago and still no orders.

If there were, they would have told us.

No, I mean that something is going on.

They went mad for my dresses.

You didn't see their faces.

If they were buying them, my seamstresses wouldn't be idle.

Maybe they can't cope. I'll pop upstairs.

If that were the case,

- wouldn't you be in the way? - Yes.

Yes, you're quite right.

I'd be in the way there.

I like your attitude.

I don't want defeatists, just idealists.

I'm going upstairs.

Is it true nobody has come in?

Not yet, Mr. De la Riva.

Well, well.

Why are you here? I thought you'd be in bed.

This collection is different. I wanted to be here.

Ladies shopping, orders coming and going...

It isn't exactly what I imagined.

Right...

Are you all right?

I'm still hung over, maybe a bit oversensitive.

By the way,

rumour has it that you and Alberto left the party early.

Did he like the lingerie? What did you get up to?

Shall we say we wanted to celebrate it in private.

Miss Otegui living in sin! How absolutely divine!

I'm going to see my fiancé.

I want to see smiling faces right now.

Not much to celebrate.

It's still early days yet.

Either nothing or just bad reviews.

Don't read them, then.

They didn't understand the collection...

The resigned bachelor will leave you love birds to it.

Sergio Canals Film Producer

Sorry to interrupt, Don Mateo.

Don't worry, I've finished.

Didn't they teach you it's rude to do that?

I know Sergio. He's certainly a talent scout.

I had no idea you cared about my wellbeing.

You are such a devoted boss.

I am and always have been.

No need to worry so much. I can fend for myself.

"As you wish... Miss Kelly."

Don Mateo.

May I leave half an hour early? You see...

I don't want to be late for my date.

- Yes, take all the time you need. - Thank you.

Here. We've finished upstairs.

I assume things haven't got better.

Are you OK?

What about you?

Yes, given the circumstances.

You've never stayed after a show.

You know full well I don't like parties.

But you stayed.

You even danced.

Yes, but it was just one dance.

It's not that I wanted to, but the young man insisted.

He probably wants me to like him.

He should if he wants to be with you.

I have to tell you something.

I'm leaving the store.

I sent my references to the Victoria Fashion Store.

- Victoria? - In San Sebastian.

I know what you'll say,

but the future isn't very promising here.

I have to think of myself.

No, I understand,

but are their conditions better?

I've thought it through, mother. It's the best thing.

That's if they choose me.

Of course.

If that's what you want.

- Doña Blanca... - Miss Cristina.

It's so quiet here, it's unnerving.

No, we still have work.

Orders that need finishing, the dresses for your wedding.

Have a word with Ana about it if you wish.

- All right. - Excuse me.

Thank you.

Ana.

God day.

I don't mean to be rude,

but since there isn't much work, could we move on?

Yes, as you wish.

How about tomorrow?

For the first fitting?

I'll see what I can do. There isn't much work here.

But there will be.

I'm positive the collection will sell.

Today is a special day. Nothing can go wrong.

It started so well...

You know that outfit you sold me? I put it to good use.

Was it wrong of me?

No. You have to do what your heart tells you.

I didn't plan it. I don't think he did either but...

it just happened

and I can't wipe this smile off my face.

You should make the most of it.

You think things will turn out, but you never know.

I'm going to marry him, so I'm sure they will.

May I have the number for the Victoria Fashion Store?

Thank you very much.

Doña Blanca.

- What is it? - You're wanted urgently.

Pass me the white lace beading.

- This one? - Yes.

I have a job for you, Mercedes.

The collection?

No, it's a mourning dress for Doña Cayetana.

Don Francisco, her husband, has died.

When?

He was found dead this morning in a hostel.

What happened?

That's all they know. Besides, it's none of our concern.

All we can do is pray for him.

I know Doña Cayetana's tastes.

I could do it.

All right.

37...

and 41.

We thought of using poulin by Diyon.

- It's one of your favourites. - And my husband's...

I mean it was.

I haven't got used to the idea yet.

I know what it means to lose a husband.

We haven't held a vigil yet.

The medical examiner needs another day

to perform the autopsy and decide the cause of death.

All I want is for them to let him rest in peace.

This will be much longer and more painful that it already is.

On behalf of everyone here, please accept our condolences.

Thank you.

- Do you have the measurements? - Yes.

The fitting must be for tomorrow, all right?

Good morning, miss.

You're here. I thought something was up.

We'll fetch your dress.

- Patricia... - Hang on.

The Shimbasi model, please.

Please don't bother.

I came to pick it up, but I've decided not to.

I'm sorry.

You said you loved it.

And I do. But my mother doesn't.

Her father would disown her, she said.

- Disown her? Well really... - Are you sure?

That's what she said. And she's right.

Most girls depend on their parents for money.

Except for me.

They buy what their parents say.

Don't let their ignorance get to you.

You yourself said this collection was a work of art.

They wouldn't appreciate it

even if it spat in their faces.

Isn't that the case?

- Now I'm to blame? - Please, Raúl...

No, we're all to blame. We tried to forge ahead, right?

We took three steps instead of one.

Maybe we should stop,

think, take a step back. We still have time.

That means defeat, there are no losers here.

My dresses will sell.

This business will skyrocket and someone will eat their words.

Rather that than your vanity. I'd choke to death.

Now what did I say?

Tell me the truth, Ana.

Do you think it's good?

Yes, the way you designed it.

Let's see.

The lace and embroidery are fine.

This is good.

But the skirt,

the hemline,

is perfect.

It's this neckline, it's not symmetrical enough.

Let's see.

There's a 3mm difference from the original!

- Pass the scissors. - It's perfect.

No!

If it were we wouldn't be like this, right?

Are you OK?

Have you spoken to management?

What did they say?

How were things at the workshop?

It was strange to see the girls doing nothing.

But I told Ana to work on the wedding dress.

The girls should see some activity

so they don't start worrying.

Think it's a good idea?

Of course.

- Good morning. - Father.

Hello, Gerardo.

Could I have a word?

Of course.

Cristina, I'm sorry but we have to discuss business.

Know that your investment isn't in any danger.

- I believe in this collection. - Stop.

This collection is a failure, Gloria was right.

- It's not true. - And you cheated on Cristina.

I found this in your office when I was looking for her.

I noticed that Cristina only came back this morning.

- Celebrations went on all night. - She said that too.

You wouldn't have celebrated if you knew what lie ahead

and she knew about the other woman.

You're wrong, that's in the past.

Lies!

"Forgive me, Alberto.

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

- Shall I continue? - The letter's very clear, it's over.

You lied to us.

To her and to me.

- I asked you to make her happy. - She's smiling.

I'll also see that smile wiped off her face

- when she finds out-- - What did you expect?

Who do you think you are?

I gave up everything for her, believe me.

Why would I believe you after this?

I want my money before the month is up.

And now, if you'll excuse me,

I must talk to my daughter and cancel a wedding.

Become a major shareholder.

- How? - You'd form part of the company.

And allow somebody who isn't a Márquez to come into the company?

You must be really desperate.

I'm proving that I don't love Cristina for her money.

You could be the major shareholder.

Why would I do it knowing the collection is a failure?

Because you know we'll make a killing.

Times are changing, Velvet is ready for it.

You wanted to get into this business many years ago

but my father didn't let you, I heard it all.

It's best that we both keep quiet.

We can't hurt Cristina.

Think this through, Alberto.

I may be a pleasant father-in-law,

but I'm a ruthless partner.

I've already thought about it.

Are you aware of what you're doing?

Not only will you marry his daughter,

but now you owe him everything.

- There was no other way. - Yes!

- Make the collection cheaper... - He knows everything.

He knows I was with someone while I was engaged.

He doesn't know who it is,

but he found Ana's letter.

I had to convince him that I was on his side.

Is it worth it?

What choice do I have?

I've already lost Ana and hurt her.

I can't hurt Cristina too.

I'm sticking to my decision.

Trust me,

I know how to handle Gerardo.

Why are so you worried about Blanca finding out?

I'm not paid to do this.

Your neckline needs adjusting.

Don't be such a prude.

At this rate, we'll see your appendicitis scar!

I told you I must look amazing tonight.

Yes, I know.

Who are you having dinner with?

With Sergio Casals, an admirer.

After the catwalk, he didn't take his eyes off me.

- And he's a film producer too. - No way.

Which films has he done? Maybe we've seen some.

Well, not exactly films,

I think he's done TV adverts for now.

Haven't you seen celebrities in magazine ads too?

Yes, I'm not saying a word.

He said I have natural talent.

Imagine how much money an actress makes.

Think I have a shot?

If you give him a shot first,

because dinner and a bunch of roses...

What does your "non-boyfriend" think?

Mateo is an idiot.

- Don't you like him anymore? - Of course I do.

You just don't get it.

Mateo is one of those who doesn't commit.

If he sees me pining for him, he'll ignore me.

So, I'm playing hard to get, even though it's tough.

You're in quite a pickle.

Do you like the one you're having dinner with?

No.

He seems like a nice guy,

but he's chubby, short

and I think he squints when he talks.

He won't see this gaping hole then.

- It's perfect. - Go on, take it off, I'll finish it.

Manolito!

- I hope you like it. - How lovely.

He bought it from a woman in the park.

It's so you remember me when I leave.

Come on, let's go.

- Aren't you coming, Rita? - Yes.

What did you do after the boats?

We went to feed the ducks.

They're so greedy.

They eat more than I do.

More than you? I don't believe it.

It's true.

Well, you ate a sandwich, right?

And ice cream,

and a wafer...

Because he's going to be a big boy.

You'll grow bigger than your dad.

- Really? - Of course.

I only call you munchkin

because I know what's coming.

Pedro, they're looking for you.

Let's go, Manolito.

- Don't keep it. - No.

Germany has no paintings.

Behave with your mother, OK?

Look, this is for the journey

since Germany is far away.

Here.

I'm going to write to you every day.

Make sure you reply, don't keep me waiting.

- I don't know how to write yet. - I'll help you.

Come here.

Let's go or you'll miss the train.

You're clinging on tight.

Write to me when you get there.

- Don't worry. - I love you, dad.

Me too, munchkin.

When I get there, I'll buy you all the comics,

churros and cakes too.

OK.

Come here.

- I love you. - Me too.

The white silk thread isn't there.

It's in the top draw.

I've been sitting like this for over an hour.

When the devil finds work...

Whatever you're thinking isn't the case.

Yes it is.

It's a failure, I can't even say it!

I can't even put it into words.

I can't deal with it, Ana.

Do you know what I did when I was younger?

I drew...

until my fingers bled.

- What did you draw? - Women.

One after another.

With dresses, fabrics in thousands of colours,

tiny waists, drop-dead gorgeous heels...

One day, without saying a word,

I got my things

and went to Paris,

without a penny to my name,

carrying my sketches.

And you lived happily ever after sketching away.

Yes, but I wanted to go back to my country.

To succeed at home.

Be a prophet in my land.

And show my family I'd made something of myself.

But...

maybe they're right and my fashion doesn't suit the women here.

I'm risking so much with this, Ana.

You're not the only one, I've also risked everything.

You?

And everyone here.

Everyone's put a lot into this.

And now they'll get fired, great way of cheering me up.

- No. - Yes.

What I mean is that if I had money

I'd buy each and every dress you designed.

You're the most talented designer we've sewn for.

You're an angel, Ana.

But be honest,

can this be fixed?

Our hard work can't have been for nothing.

I'm not giving up, neither will you,

since now is when we need you most.

Ladies, I know that things aren't going as expected.

It hasn't been what any of us expected.

Uncertain times lie ahead but we must remain calm.

Hello?

My work with you has been the best in my career.

It's upstairs.

We have clients.

Come on!

The waist must be adjusted, but it'll look perfect.

A seamstress will be here soon.

Or better

a designer.

Who better than the collection's creator

to, quite honestly, guarantee

perfection?

Ladies, Raúl de la Riva.

You'll have no problem defending them.

Patricia, help those ladies.

Please come with me.

You can trust Rita, she's the best seamstress.

Don't get jealous, Consuelo.

You'll have the dresses in a week,

and have one final fitting.

- You're charming. - It's been a pleasure.

The pleasure's been mine

because we love having clients with as much taste as yourselves.

Come back soon.

We did it.

Raúl, please!

Enjoy it, this is only the beginning.

It seems our luck is changing.

Maybe for Mr. de la Riva's ego.

But look around you

and think back to other collections.

- Hold on, give me a hug. - What?

You'll give me one anyway.

Why am I down here?

Because... don't look,

as always, your loyal squire brings you good news

and I wanted you to see it.

Don't look.

When I say.

Voilà!

What's this?

Four pieces from the latest collection

in full production.

Told you you'd hug me.

- When? - This evening.

We're slowly getting there, here's the list of clients.

- Thank you. - It's only the beginning.

One woman will see it on the street

and that will set off a chain reaction.

Right.

I'll see you at the office.

Ladies, it's time, you can leave.

What's wrong?

The Victoria Fashion Store called.

They said there'd been a mistake,

that they gave the job to someone else.

I'm so sorry.

I'm really sorry.

But there'll be other opportunities.

If not there, somewhere else,

at least you'll be with me.

However bad things get I'll make sure you're safe.

You don't understand, mother.

I wanted to leave.

Either with a job or without one.

- What nonsense is that? - I don't want to be here.

Why? I'm here.

First your father left and now you want to abandon me?

Why does everyone leave me?

Max loves another woman.

He hasn't told her yet, but he will eventually.

- They'll end up together. - Who's to say she feels the same?

If you want him, fight for him.

You can tell, mother, I've seen them together.

They are poles apart,

but you don't choose who you fall in love with.

I don't want to be here when that happens.

I can't.

And what about me? Must I lose you because of him?

No, that's not going to happen.

You know I've always wanted a change

and to not be so sheltered.

I need to know who I am

by myself.

Maybe this is just the right time.

Leave that, we have to toast.

Why are you here?

Celebrating what is now the best day of our lives.

We know four dresses were sold, congratulations.

I didn't say a word,

but sometimes good news travels fast.

I told you things would look up.

Could I have a second with her?

Not a second, take all the time in the world.

Look,

you've got champagne, the night, the moon...

What's wrong?

I've seen the list of sales

and they're all your friends.

Close friends.

It must be a coincidence.

You're a bad liar. You'd make a lousy actress.

Are you going to tell me...

or must I force it out of you?

Fine,

it's my fault.

I just wanted to perk you up,

I never want to see you as down as you looked this morning.

Thanks,

but you can't blackmail your friends.

Plus, in one week, you'll end up with no friends.

You're right.

Now my dad's involved, things will get better, right?

And we'll be able to focus on the wedding

and on what's most important:

you and me.

All I've thought about is what happened last night.

What's wrong?

I don't think it's the right time.

After everything that's happened with the collection...

I still have a lot of things to do.

Of course.

I've lost my appetite.

I don't have an appetite anymore.

I never thought that'd happen to me.

Well, with that face, it's hard not to.

That's my face, Rita.

- Stop it, Pedro. - Fine.

- Let's go. - Where am I going like this?

- To have fun, enjoy life! - No.

Five days ago, you didn't even know you had a son.

Manolito.

The first time I saw him,

with that face, eyes like mine, that innocent look.

I know we're celebrating, but I'm a pathetic loser,

of course your sister got sick of me.

I doubt she wants to get back together

and neither do I, not one little bit.

If a genie told me I had one wish,

I'd ask for Manolito here.

I'd ask for the same thing.

Remember the face he made with the churros?

That funny expression of his?

Sleeping will be hard without someone's feet in my face.

I often wonder

how someone can change your life so quickly.

I tell myself it's because I'm a dad

and everything changes.

I can't be selfish anymore.

What's wrong?

It's just that what happened to you was so unfair.

You didn't know he existed

and now you've found him, he's taken away from you.

Life isn't fair, Pedro.

He'll start school and won't understand a thing.

I'll call him tomorrow.

It's not the same on a phone.

I know, it's my son.

Why don't we go to Germany?

You and me? To Struttjart.

It's called Sgurttan, let's go at Easter.

I've money saved from the house I was set to live in.

Imagine how happy he'll be when he sees us.

And you know French, that'll help.

Germans don't speak French.

Well, it's next to France,

something must have stuck.

Don't cry, it'll break my heart.

It's just once I get going I can't stop.

Stay the way you are.

I'm consoling you, but if it weren't for you,

I would've been in pieces.

Come here.

You're the best thing I have, Rita.

Thanks.

Don't mention it.

No.

That's not true.

Of course it is.

First on TV, on some of the biggest ads,

for some prestige.

Then with a bit of luck,

my contacts and a good screenwriter,

your parents will see you on the big screen this summer.

Thanks for everything.

It's been an amazing night.

I'll call you.

Cinderella has returned before midnight

and isn't missing any shoes.

- What are you doing here? - Finding out how it went with that scout.

He promised me he would--

Yeah, right.

I can't imagine how many women he's promised that to.

He said Grace Kelly, right?

I guess he keeps swapping actresses.

Don't you think I have any talent?

He's trying to get you into bed.

He'll sleep with you with no strings attached.

Fairytales don't exist, that frog won't turn into a prince.

Are you talking about him or you? You did the same to me

and all the other idiots who expected more.

- Don't see him again. - You stink, I'll do what I want.

I'm serious.

Please don't see him again.

Why?

Just tell me why.

I don't want to hear any excuses.

Tell me the truth and I won't see him.

Right, that's what I thought.

Good night, Don Mateo.

Right, I've finished.

- Need any help? - No, go and rest.

Well, four dresses isn't bad.

If they hadn't been bought by Cristina's friends

it wouldn't be bad.

I'm going to help you.

You've got to put 2cm at the waist.

- Here and here, OK? - Yes.

It may be the last dress we tailor here.

You've done a great job.

If I were you, I'd open a shop.

I have thought about it,

making dresses to sell.

But there's something about this place

that make me stay.

Ever regret your decisions?

Yesterday I told Alberto I did,

but I don't.

I couldn't live with the guilt of not saving this store.

So, if I went back,

I'd do the same thing.

It seems we do always make the same mistakes.

It's a charming boutique in Barcelona.

I know the owner and she's expecting you.

She'll help you find a flat.

This is for you to get by the first few days.

Thanks.

I haven't been the world's best mother,

but it's hard to let your kids go.

You're not a girl anymore.

You have to promise me one thing.

That this won't sink you.

You've been so happy lately.

You're appreciated here

and you're young,

you can still enjoy life.

- Take care. - I'll call you.

Every day.

Don't worry.

They may be more demanding in Barcelona, but she'll be fine.

I know.

She learnt from the best.

Just a minute.

How are you?

Carmen left today, I gave her references.

You did what any mother would do.

And now I'm alone.

20 years on and I'm alone again in this store.

That's not true.

Doña Blanca will be up in a moment.

No rush, you're the one who made the dress, right?

So, I'm sure you're capable of handling this.

I'd almost prefer it.

I want this to be over.

We don't have much time either, the funeral is tomorrow.

Yesterday I heard that you'd wait for the police.

Luckily, the police have done their job.

- Go through. - Thanks.

I've never been a fan.

Of black, I mean.

I'm sorry about what happened.

No, you're not.

Sorry?

There's nobody else here, Luisa,

just you and me,

we don't need to keep pretending.

We're the only ones who know the truth.

I'm not following you.

My husband was a vile man

and got what he deserved.

You told me I had to put up with it.

You think you saw his worst side?

Try living with him for over 30 years.

Whilst he had his fun, I was free from him,

his beatings and his yelling.

But luckily, Francisco's health was worse than we expected,

isn't that right?

Who would've thought?

That's the way things are.

It's all over.

You're young,

and have a long life ahead of you.

This will end up being a vague memory.

So, save the tears

and help me with this.

I want this mourning to be over and done with.

How did it go?

Good, it looked perfect on her.

I found this, I think it's yours.

Are they that special?

They were from my Juan.

Ana, I need to talk to you.

You'll no longer have to work on Cristina's wedding dress.

I've sewn all night.

I've given the job to another seamstress.

She'll be in charge of it now.

Is this your doing? I don't understand, miss--

It was management.

It's for the best

because I honestly don't think it was doing you any good.

Ana, where are you going?

- Is Alberto in his office? - Yes, I'll tell him you're here.

- What's this? - Are you mad?

I'm sorry, I couldn't stop her.

Don't worry, Clara.

Leave us alone.

Why am I not doing her wedding dress?

- You don't have to do it. - It's my job.

I'm sorry, Ana.

I'm really sorry.

Sorry you had to find out this way.

- Understand that-- - There's nothing to understand.

Or to explain.

I didn't expect this.

Me neither.

But don't worry, I'll be fine.

Amazing.

It's beautiful.

Ana,

thank you so much!

Thanks for all the effort.

It's beautiful.

It's exactly as I'd imagined.

Are you all right?

Just a bit poorly.

I assure you he won't like it...

What's wrong?

I've lost him, uncle.

I did everything, but he prefers her.

Get rid of this for me, please.

This isn't only from Alberto,

it's yours, it's part of your life.

Why aren't you keeping it?

Throw it away, please.

All right.

I'll do it.

Calm down,

everything will be fine.

Call a doctor!

Emilio!

- Call a doctor! - Don Emilio!

- Ana! - What's going on?

- Your uncle. - What about him?

- What is it? - Emilio!

Carmen? I was beginning to worry.

How is everything going?

- Carmen leaving is normal. - I know.

You're not alone.

- Gerardo, please take a seat. - Gerardo? Why are you here?

- What's this? - I requested a 50% capital increase.

We can't allow a stranger to join our business.

I must know if there is anything that might prevent me from agreeing.

- Sorry? - Any reason, apart from your love

and starting a family, that made you want to marry?

The Prince of Monaco's secretary asking for Don Raúl!

The princess wishes to spend a relaxing afternoon

away from the photographers enjoying fashion.

Thank you for everything.

We would be honoured if you chose one of our models for tonight.

- Princess, over here! - Princess!

Are you interested in the new collection?

How about a game?

We each ask a question, but you have to be 100% honest.

- Shoot. - Why did he send you to London?

- When were we last here? - I don't know.

A long time ago.

- I was happy with you, Ana. - Me too.

Loving you was the most important thing in my life.