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

- So, I'll give him a surprise. - You're going to his house?

- Is Don Alberto home? - Yes, he should be

at this hour and the car's in the garage.

So what if she found you? Alberto, you're a free man.

You broke up with her. You made it very clear it was over.

- Did you back out of it? - No.

I'm going to marry Cristina.

- I had fun last night. - When can I see you again?

Are you going out with Mateo?

- Pedro knows? - Yes.

- Probably from your boyfriend. - Didn't Pedro send them?

Wait, didn't you send them?

- Who are you meeting for dinner? - Sergio Casals, an admirer.

And he's a film producer, too.

- Do you think I have a shot? - If you give him a shot first.

- What's wrong? - He's trying to get you into bed.

That frog won't turn into a prince.

Sweetheart!

Can we have a word?

I got a job. I'll earn enough to support us both.

I won't bother you anymore.

Manolito is leaving for Germany.

With his mother.

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

- Yes she can. She's his mother. - You're his father.

Come here. You're the best thing I have, Rita.

Fancy celebrating the show tonight?

I'm falling for someone else.

I'm leaving the store. I've always wanted a change.

Maybe this is the right time.

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

but it's hard to let go of your kids. Take care of yourself.

Carmen left. Now I'm alone.

Luisa, can you come here a minute?

- People love you, Luisa. - I'm going to make him pay for this.

No one did this, Luisa. Juan was sick.

I have a job for you. It's a mourning dress for Doña Cayetana.

Her husband, Don Francisco, is dead.

He was found dead this morning in a hostel.

- What happened? - I know Doña Cayetana's tastes.

I could do it.

I'm sorry about what happened.

We're alone here, Luisa. There's no need to pretend.

My husband was a vile man. He got what he deserved.

- I found it in your office. - That's all in the past.

Liar! I want my money back this month.

I'm going to talk with my daughter.

Become a majority shareholder,

we would increase capital and you'd be part of the company.

Ana, you'll no longer have to work on Cristina's wedding dress.

What's this about?

Why am I not doing her wedding dress?

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

- I'm sorry, I didn't expect this. - Me neither.

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

I've lost him, uncle.

I did everything I could, but he prefers her.

Calm down.

Everything will be fine.

We need a doctor.

- Please hurry. - Don Alberto!

- What happened? - I don't know, he fainted.

- Call a doctor. - He's on his way.

Don Emilio...?

Don Emilio...? Give me a hand.

Let's take him to his room. Call Ana, please.

- Ana! - What is it?

- Your uncle! - What about him?

What happened?

Uncle!

I asked them to look for you.

Thank you.

- May I? - Please.

Please, let me.

You can leave now, Don Alberto. I'll take charge now.

- Yes, of course. - Thanks.

Don Alberto, how is he?

He's OK. The doctor's seeing him.

- Doña Blanca, I'll need you to-- - Yes. Don't worry, I'll take charge.

We'll keep you posted.

- Is there anything else I can do? - No, thank you.

You heard it. Let Don Emilio rest.

I want everyone at their stations.

As soon as the doctor leaves, I want you back in the workshop.

"The visitor"

Give him one of these every morning for two weeks.

Shouldn't he be awake by now?

He'll wake up. It's normal to be exhausted after this sort of crisis.

What crisis?

If you keep talking like that, you'll make my niece

even more nervous.

I'm so glad to see you grumbling again.

Look, Emilio, if you don't take my advice seriously,

you'll be sorry. Take the week off and stay in bed.

I will not. I'm perfectly well.

I don't know why I bothered coming.

It's getting late, and I have to go to...

Let me help you.

Watch your head.

Now that we've all agreed

you're not well, let's make a deal.

This week, you'll obey me and stay in bed without moving.

I'll tie him down if necessary.

I'll check on you in a week and, if everything is going well,

we'll discuss returning to work, alright?

No need to repeat everything. My hearing is perfect.

You have my phone number.

- How much do we owe you? - Nothing,

Mr. Márquez paid all the costs himself.

- Have a good day. - Goodbye.

Put that money away.

I can't let Alberto help us now.

I'm the patient,

I'm the one accepting his help.

I'm worried.

Why is Ana still in his room?

Did you see the look on Don Alberto's face?

- It's not a good sign. - Lighten up,

Don Alberto said he was fine.

I know, Rita, but, I'm nervous.

How is he?

He's got high blood pressure. But he's better now.

Thank God!

That's a relief. They were all assuming the worst.

I had to calm them down.

Don't believe him. He went into a panic, right Rita?

How should I know?

I'd better get back to work,

with Don Emilio out there'll be a lot more work at the store.

Yes.

I'm going.

What's gotten into him?

Why should I know everything about Pedro?

Rita?

Pedro kissed you?

Just out of the blue. But, it was all him.

I didn't do anything.

He was upset about Manolito and needed someone to comfort him.

But, I mean, he really shook me up.

How do you know it was just that?

Maybe he's seeing you in a new light.

What light? The light hasn't changed...

- It's still the same. - Don't be silly.

I know what you're getting at.

Pedro and I are friends. And he's in love with my sister.

- They're not together now. - He hasn't forgotten her yet.

- But, maybe... - No buts about it.

No, I'm just a shoulder to cry on.

That's all I am to him. And I don't mind.

Whether it's Clara, Manolito or whatever.

It's better than hoping one day he'll look at me and think:

"Well, maybe this girl..."

It's fine, don't look at me like that.

What matters now is your uncle.

When Pedro told me, I went cold.

You went cold and got lazy, apparently.

In case you forgot, we're working on four orders.

Ana.

You can take all the time off you need.

Make sure your uncle stays in bed.

I wouldn't want him to have a relapse.

Thank you, Doña Blanca.

Sometimes even Lucifer looks like an angel.

She's softened since her daughter left.

- That's some straight line! - Are you OK?

- I'll get some more fabric. - I'll help you.

It's normal, he's an old man. These things--

I thought you were alone. I'll come back later.

The doctor was just leaving.

Thank you, please keep me posted.

Very well. Have a good day.

A house call?

That's interesting, you look healthy to me.

Not like me with this hangover.

The doctor is looking after Emilio.

I know. Everyone knows by now.

But what's he doing here?

Don Emilio is a worker in this company.

He fainted on the job. It's only normal I should be concerned.

Of course.

- I know what you're thinking. - I'm not thinking anything!

In fact, I'm sure this has absolutely nothing to do with Ana.

No matter what happens with Ana,

I've known Don Emilio since I was a boy. He was my father's right-hand man.

This company will take care for him.

Alright, now that that's cleared up, I can breathe easy.

An audition? Really? Are you serious?

Wait till mother sees you in the movies!

- It's only a TV commercial. - Well...

- But it's a start! - Right.

Rita, I'm so nervous.

Will you come with me?

I wouldn't miss it for the world!

- What should I wear? - The red dress.

Did you need anything?

I was just leaving, Don Mateo. See you later, OK?

- Good news? - Yes.

Sergio got me an audition for an ad.

- He sure works fast. - That's how it is with TV.

That's what Sergio says:

"You never know when you'll get a shot."

Sergio knows perfectly well when he might have a shot.

With a little luck, you'll be rid of me soon.

Then you can hire a secretary with loads of experience.

That's all well and good. But you're forgetting one little detail.

- What? - You haven't auditioned yet.

I know Sergio believes in your talent,

but maybe he should see you act before he starts planning your future.

Oh, I'm sorry. It's the hangover, right?

That does make mornings much harder.

You know what would help?

Black coffee with two lumps of sugar.

Thanks.

I'm sure we've done a good job.

You must be the only one.

No. I know lot of girls my age would wear those dresses

but their mothers are so old-fashioned and boring...

Patricia, we've made a huge investment.

We have to balance the budget or the store will go bankrupt.

Sorry I'm late. Gerardo, please sit down.

- Gerardo? Why are you here? - That's what I wanted to talk about.

- Mateo, please... - What does this mean?

I've asked for a 50% capital increase.

50%? Without consulting the board?

That decision is up to the manager.

- It's in the by-laws. - Then we'll have to change them.

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

Gerardo has already bought 50% of the shares.

I will contribute 10 million pesetas

in addition to my previous investment.

Then you'll have more power over the company than we do.

- Patricia... - I'll be part of the family soon,

and I will defend everyone's interests.

We needed liquidity and now we have it.

We'll give Raúl's collection one more week.

If it doesn't work, we'll change it.

Please excuse my daughter, Gerardo.

Lately she's been acting more like a brat than a young lady.

I'm old, but I still remember being young and impulsive,

especially when things are so tense.

It's a shame we had to go to such extremes.

Can I give you a lift?

No, thanks. I have to stop by the bank.

See you soon.

So, that's what this is about.

If you're here to apologize for your behaviour, you're too late.

Your mother had to watch your back once again.

I don't regret a thing.

But, I know your game.

And I think it's pathetic.

You're wrong if you think by doing this you can control the store.

I won't allow it.

Patricia, just pray that things go well with this new collection.

I'm really getting tired of this.

Maybe one day you'll come back home,

and find the doors closed in your face for good.

And your brother won't have money to pay for a hotel.

Raúl, I believe in your collection.

I can see that. You're "giving it" one week.

It's ridiculous. Mentalities don't change in one week.

Gerardo is not willing to give in, he's invested a lot of money.

Money? Is that all you ever talk about?

If it were a hit, we'd talk about sales.

- I don't want to argue. - He--

We have one week to find a solution.

- We don't have time. - Any suggestions, Raúl?

Anyone up for something sweet? They say it helps you think.

- Hi, Cristina. - Hi.

- How was the meeting? - As expected.

We're trying to figure out how to get Raúl's dresses,

which I've always believed in,

out where people will see them

and want to come into Velvet to buy them.

And we've got it, thanks to you.

You want me to put on a dress and go out in the street?

No. You're great,

but you're not any covers.

What do you see here?

- The Princess of Monaco? - Publicity!

He's insane.

An image. Nothing sells more than an image.

Especially the right image.

She's coming to Madrid today. She's staying at the Ritz.

She'll be attending a bunch of events.

If she wears one of our dresses at just one event--

It must be impossible to reach her.

Yes, but, it just so happens

I know someone who knows her.

Who?

- Who? - Me!

- You? - I know Grace!

I met her when she was still an actress.

She came to Paris to visit Dior's workshop, where I used to work.

And we talked a bit.

I told her what a huge inspiration she was for me.

- What did she say? - That I had hands of gold.

- And she was right. - Alberto, this is not serious.

We can't risk it all on that hand.

Yes, but I'm the one who's risking it.

You can keep looking for another option.

Let me try. We're in this situation because you believed in me.

I just want to pay you back.

Try it.

Give me the chalk.

- Luisa! - What?

- You're out of it today. - Don't exaggerate. What do you want?

Ladies, I want to see each dress on its mannequin and I want it yesterday.

Rita, honey, get me a box.

We're going to prepare a little present for a future client.

May I ask who she is?

Are you a film fan, Doña Blanca?

The store feels strange without Don Emilio, doesn't it?

The doctor said he'll be back soon, but he must be going crazy in bed.

In 30 years here, he never took a day off.

He's the best worker we've ever had.

You'll have to find a substitute while he's away.

See you later...

- Patricia... - I'm busy.

Can't you spare two minutes?

Why? You're only interested in my votes

- when you need them, that is. - That's not true.

Why didn't you tell me?

Sometimes, when you have so much responsibility

- it's not easy to make decisions. - Poor dear.

If you'll excuse me, I have things to do.

Not as hard as managing the store...

I should have told you.

It's not my obligation, but you deserved to know.

You're not going to soften me up.

I know you're working hard. That's why I've made another decision.

You're filling in for Don Emilio.

- Sales Manger? - Until he gets better.

Who better than our best sales clerk?

Do you really think it was a good idea to make Gerardo a shareholder?

This is a family business and it always will be.

But I need a little time, Patricia.

Flattery and seduction are the keys to making a sale.

You must impress customers with your appearance.

I know some of you find this difficult, but please try, ladies.

A little blush, some eye shadow and lots of mascara.

And, for the guys, a nice smile and fresh breath.

Do you want us to kiss the customers now, Patricia?

I want them to think you'd like to.

And it's Miss Patricia. Is that clear?

Anything else?

Of course.

Inés, that skirt...

If it were any longer you'd step on it.

I want it an inch shorter tomorrow.

And, Max, you can't work here if you don't know how to knot a tie.

It's been ages since I've seen you sew!

Stop by the room at the end of the hall any day of the week and you'll see me.

- You know what I mean. - Yes.

We have a lot of work now. I don't have time to sew for myself.

You know, ever since Alberto got back from London,

you haven't thought much about you.

This from a man who never thinks of himself.

I have other things to think about.

Maybe this is a warning to start thinking about you.

You know you can quit working whenever you want.

I'm going to work until I die.

Or until the store closes its doors.

OK, this is done.

I'll need you to tell me everything that's going on in my absence.

This one might be a bit too extravagant.

The black one is too revealing. It's not appropriate for a princess.

Maybe this green one...

It's very delicate Indian silk. Do you want to send her one?

No, I won't send it.

- This will do. - What about the rest of the dress?

Do you know much about fishing?

Probably about as much as you know about football.

If you want to catch a big fish, you don't use the biggest bait,

you use the tastiest.

The next step is simple.

You throw in the line and wait for the fish to bite.

Shoes!

If she likes what she sees, she'll come find what's missing.

Pedro! Where's Pedro?

Shouldn't you be at work?

Don Emilio, you need to rest, you're sick.

Don't worry, I'm on my morning break.

You and your breaks.

I'm gone one minute and everyone's slacking off.

Don't worry, Miss Patricia has taken charge of everything.

- She's quite tough. - Miss Patricia?

Yes, but

don't worry, it's just temporary, it's still your job.

Although she is sort of part owner...

We all want you to get back to work. The customers keep asking--

But, he won't be back unless he takes the doctor's prescription.

Go to the pharmacy and buy everything.

I'll keep Don Emilio company while you go.

I don't need either of you.

- Don't worry, Pedro. - It's no trouble.

Some fresh air will do you good. Come on, go.

Alright, I'll go.

See you later.

See you later.

I brought you the newspaper and a magazine, so you won't get bored.

And some churros, but don't tell Ana.

It's the least I could do for you, after all, you helped me with my son.

Your ignorance is not the boy's fault.

You're right about that. Can I have a churro while we talk?

He's leaving for Germany, so he won't bother you now.

Did you come to see me or to talk about your life?

I talk to Rita about it.

Last night, she tried to cheer me up because I was feeling glum.

And I really appreciate it because, when you're down,

you need company. And, if you're depressed,

well, you just act silly. I was with her and I kissed her.

Oh dear!

Tell me, weren't you going out with her sister?

No, not any more.

The thing is, she was there. I don't know what happened, but I did it.

Don't give me that look. I know what you're thinking.

You don't just kiss a woman like that.

Don't put words in my mouth.

But I don't fancy Rita. Pedro, you don't fancy Rita!

I don't really care.

Then why are you telling me this?

Come in.

- I'm glad you're better, Don Emilio. - Thank you.

- Pedro, De la Riva is looking for you. - OK, I'll be right up.

- Come on! - I'm staying.

Go back to work!

Go back! I'm not going anywhere.

- Are you sure? - Of course

- One more churro. - Alright.

Pedro, this is the most important package

ever delivered in the history of the Velvet Fashion Store.

So, please, I beg you be very... Pedro?

- Are you listening, Pedro? - Yes, I heard you.

- What did I say? - You said...

Be very careful with this package, it's very important, please.

- It's extremely delicate. - I'm delicacy incarnate.

A delicate messenger.

I'll say: "Miss Grace,

a present from Velvet Fashion Store."

Just deliver the package.

Let someone else choose the words. There's a note inside.

- Go. - I'm going.

Hurry up, Pedro!

- Pedro? - Yeah?

Don't leave it at the front desk. Did you hear me?

- Yes. - Hand it directly to her.

Tell them it's very valuable material.

- Did you hear me? - Yes!

The future of Velvet Department Store.

- I was looking for you. - What are you doing here?

I heard about your uncle.

I wanted you to know that, if there's anything you need,

- you can count on me. - He's much better now, thank you.

I'm sure your friends are lending you a hand, right?

And your boyfriend.

We broke up.

- I'm sorry. - These things happen.

Life goes on.

Anyway, just remember, if you need anything at all,

- I'm here. - Thank you.

Goodbye.

Alberto!

Sorry I'm late. Father Torres is going to kill us!

Where were you?

I went to ask Ana how her uncle was doing.

I got distracted talking with her.

She's having a streak of bad luck. She just broke up with her boyfriend.

She seems sad.

She tries to hide it, but she looks sad.

It's strange how misfortunes never come singly.

Let's go.

"I went for a walk. I'll be right back.

No need to call the police."

Good morning!

You can't help it, can you?

Give me one good reason not to go talk with your niece right now

and tell her what you're up to.

I wanted to make sure Patricia had organized the week's shifts.

I checked them myself, they were perfect.

She also did the payroll.

She checked all the delivery notes.

And she had a meeting with the Satin Perfume sales reps.

They'll be here tomorrow, just as you expected.

- Any complaints? - No, none.

Now please do me a favour and go back to bed.

I'm very sorry, Mr. De la Riva. That woman is impossible to reach.

I left it on the bellhop cart, but I doubt it'll...

Wait just one minute. Did you tell her I sent you?

- I said I was-- - You didn't tell her I sent you!

If you had told her, she would've accepted the package.

- Well-- - Mateo, what's so funny?

Why are you giggling? Can you please explain it?

Raúl, let's keep our feet on the ground.

She's the Princess of Monaco, and you were a second assistant.

- With hands of gold-- - Yes, but second assistant nonetheless.

Imagine how many second assistants she's met.

Imagine how many she's said that to just to be polite.

Can you imagine?

When we get that call

someone will have to eat his words.

I hope so!

Ladies, it's closing time.

You can go back to your rooms if you like.

You're not needed here.

It's still early, maybe they'll call.

It's after hours, no one is going to call this late.

Why don't you go home and rest?

Velvet Fashion Store!

Your daughter.

Carmen?

I was getting worried. How are you? How is everything?

Maximiliano!

Did you need anything?

- Yes, Carmen called. - I'm glad. How was the trip?

OK. She seemed happy, so I am too.

Of course!

Sorry to keep you, you were on your way out.

I was just going to get some dinner.

Why don't you come with me?

I'm dining alone, I'm sure you are too.

Sometimes it's nice to have company.

I already made dinner, but thank you.

I'm sure your dinner can wait till tomorrow.

You can fill me in on the details. I promise we'll be back early.

OK, but wait for me outside.

I'll change out of my uniform.

He snuck out and left a note while I was at the pharmacy.

Ease up. He probably needed some air.

Anyway, that means he's feeling better.

- Where are the clean sheets? - Back there.

Look at you! Was this your first day at the store?

Yes.

I was so little.

Imagine, meeting my uncle, such a serious man!

I was afraid to speak to him.

It must have been hard for him to raise a little girl all by himself.

I suppose, but he never said so.

Nor will he. I've never met anyone more reserved.

You're very reserved, too.

Sometimes I think I don't ask you enough questions.

- Are you OK? - Luisa.

- Don Emilio. - Don't bother telling me to get in bed,

save your breath, that was my plan.

I have nothing else to do.

- Let me know if you need anything. - Thank you.

- Rita, we're late! - What can I do?

This is important too.

I know you're going to be a star and could care less about the store,

but I need a job too, don't I?

Come on, let's go.

Leaving so soon?

Yes, Don Mateo, did you need anything?

No.

- Good luck, Clara. - Thank you.

This is huge! I can't imagine what those Hollywood studios are like!

Why do they need all these lights?

Incomparably clean and fresh.

Look at all those gadgets, they could use a little tidying up.

A little silence, please.

Sergio.

Sergio? Don't tell me he's the short fat guy?

- You have some high standards. - Am I too early?

You're just in time.

This is my sister, Rita.

- Nice to meet you. - My pleasure.

I asked her to come with me, I'm a little nervous.

- I hope it's alright. - Of course.

You can stay here while she auditions.

You're next. Let's get you to hair and makeup.

- Wish me luck, Rita. - Break a leg!

What?

"Break a leg". That's what they say in show biz, right?

So, break a leg!

- Are you here for the test? - Me, an actress? Oh, no.

I mean, no.

- "Ginderton Detergent"-- - Argidon!

- Argensol Detergent-- - Argidon.

Sorry. Argidon... Detergent.

Incomparably clean and fresh.

Argi... Detergent.

Argidon Detergent.

Can I start over?

Sorry.

Argidon Detergent.

Where does it go?

We don't have a washing machine.

Argidon Detergent.

- Sorry. - OK, that's enough.

I'll clean it up and start over.

Don't worry! It's only a test, we have enough material.

How did I do?

- OK... - You think so?

- Sure... - Clara!

The role is yours.

Are you serious?

Thank you.

I need to work out the details with the director

- but we'll celebrate tonight. - Sure.

You shouldn't have spent money on this.

Money is meant to be spent, Rita.

Just don't ask me for a loan to pay it off.

I paid the first instalment with the money I earned modelling.

- You know how much actresses make? - Don't even tell me.

It's a gift for my sister. To thank you for being so supportive.

No more listening to music on the radio. Now we can watch concerts on TV.

The boys can come over to watch football.

And you'll see me in the commercials.

Just the thought of it! Can you imagine?

I'll wear a fancy dress to the Oscars, and you'll go with me.

"It's the star's sister." I'll say, "she's my personal assistant."

Or, better yet, "she's my personal seamstress."

You're getting ahead of yourself.

This is just wishful thinking.

- Here. Catch up! - What is this?

The instruction manual. I have to get ready for dinner.

- Wish me luck. - Good luck.

Father Torres is almost like family.

He baptised me. He gave me my first communion.

Cristina is a loyal parishioner.

I want her to marry a good Christian.

I'm afraid you're not a church-goer, are you?

Father, you know my daughter and I go to mass every Sunday,

but, unfortunately, Alberto stopped going a long time ago.

We'll fix that, Father, don't worry.

I'm sure you will.

I trust your good intentions will help your fiancé reaffirm his faith

and embrace our Lord.

Let's get back to the matter at hand.

Marriage is very serious.

I assume you're convinced of the step you are about to take

and aware of the consequences.

It's my responsibility to confirm your intentions

before marrying you.

Well, our intention, Father is

- to get married. - Of course.

But I must find out if there is anything

to indicate that there might be some sort of impediment

- or that you did not freely decide this. - Excuse me?

If there is a reason other than your love and the wish to start a family,

- that may have pressured you into this. - What other reason?

You'd be surprised to learn how many couples marry

for money, out of obligation, or even out of inertia.

That's not the case.

I assume you'll want to have children as soon as possible?

Of course.

And I assume you know how children are conceived.

Yes we do, Father.

Does that mean you've had premarital relations?

No! Of course not!

Good.

- Because decency is very important. -Yes.

It proves you will have the moral fortitude

to resist temptation as husband and wife.

Alberto is the only man for me.

There'll never be anyone else!

Nor for me.

Please promise we won't have to do this again.

- It wasn't so bad, was it? - Not so bad...?

You should have seen your face.

You know, when he said:

"I assume you know how children are conceived?"

Don't worry, just come clean in confession.

Lying to a priest!

I'm sure there's some terrible penance for that.

I'll spend the rest of my life reciting the Our Father.

He is right about one thing,

this was all a bit rushed.

Father Torres is old-fashioned.

You don't have to be engaged forever to have a good marriage.

That's not what I mean. I mean...

We're getting married in two weeks and I don't know you.

I mean, really know you.

Little details you should know about your partner.

Like, for instance...

The book you keep on your night stand.

Or... where I want to travel.

Argentina. I know you're dying to visit Buenos Aires.

"The Great Gatsby" is on your night stand.

But I doubt you bought it yourself.

- Silk is your favourite fabric... - OK, that's enough.

You've shamed me enough.

How about a game of Truth or Dare?

We take turns asking questions.

And, if we don't want to answer, we have to accept a dare.

We're not twelve years old.

At twelve, I wished you would call "Dare" and have to give me a kiss.

You have to be 100% honest, that's the whole point.

Just to prove me honest intentions, I'll let you start.

OK.

How did you get the scar on your hip?

I was 5 years old,

I wanted to stay home and play, but we had to go to mass.

I tried to run away and I fell trying to jump over the garden gate

and had to get three stitches.

But I didn't go to mass. End of story.

My turn.

Shoot.

Why did your father send you to school in London?

Everyone in your family has gone to the same school for generations,

so something must have happened.

OK,

you can take a dare. But you know what it is.

My father sent me to London...

Because I fell for the wrong girl.

He didn't approve of our relationship, so he sent me away.

Why?

That's not in the rules. It's my turn to ask.

Alberto.

- He thought it was best for me. - And, was it?

I don't know.

You must have fallen hard for him to send you so far away.

What was she like?

What was she like?

She was... intelligent,

curious, tenacious...

Stubborn as a mule.

I always had to do what she wanted me to do.

But she was determined to conquer the world.

She wanted to change everything,

do whatever it took to realize her dreams.

I hope someone will talk about me like that some day.

Are you jealous?

A little.

Come here.

That girl no longer exists, Cristina.

She's in the past.

Right.

You are the present.

I doze off for one minute and you're up!

What are you doing with those papers?

My time will come sooner or later. I don't want to leave everything a mess.

This is my funeral insurance.

- The doctor said you'd get better. - Listen to me.

- I don't want to! - Just one minute.

You can throw out everything you see,

except the tin box you'll find inside the closet.

That's for you.

Now you can stop listening.

Don't you realize you can't die?

And don't you realize that no one is indispensable?

You are.

I need you. You're all I have.

I don't think this was a good idea, Maximiliano.

It's just an after-dinner drink.

Just one cocktail, then we'll leave. I promise.

- What would you like? - Sparkling water.

A glass of sparkling water and a Manhattan, please.

Make that two Manhattans.

I'm sorry, I feel a bit awkward.

Everyone knows me, they're staring.

They're not looking at you. They're looking at me.

I'm the most attractive man in the room.

Relax, you're not committing a crime.

Here.

Thank you.

Tell me about yourself. You weren't always workshop manager.

No, of course not.

When I was little, I couldn't stand to look at a needle.

But things were different back then.

If your mother was a seamstress, that's what you had to do.

I jumped to the next wagon. I thought no one had seen me.

Suddenly, I got to the end and I was trapped.

I had the inspector just a wagon away and an open suitcase in front of me.

- What did you do? - What could I do?

It was either that, or jump off the train.

I knew it was better to spend two hours inside the suitcase.

I would have been in pain for weeks.

A lot of pain. Elbow, knee...

It's getting late, I should get going.

- We just ordered. - You can stay if you like.

I can go back to the store alone.

No, I'll walk you back.

Come, on, shoot!

I wish I'd known about the game.

Rita, it's Madrid, this is sacred.

- Is it's over? - It's a break before the second half.

- The second half? - You don't know much about football.

My dad and brother follow it on the radio.

It's hell. That's the only thing I don't miss.

Housework can be exhausting,

Imagine my sister doing that.

- That could be her. - Right.

Forget the past.

With Polvilés, it's history.

I have more time to spend with my loved ones.

With Polvilés, I have more time for him.

Polvilés makes dust disappear.

Pedro, I'm talking to you.

- You'll miss the second half! - Oh, dear!

Oh my! Don Emilio and his theories.

Don Emilio and his theories.

He's ruined my life!

This is just the beginning.

If all goes well: Hollywood.

- Do you sing, Clara? - You mean, outside the shower?

Grace Kelly didn't sing.

I can't tell you how grateful I am for everything you've done.

It was nothing.

Now let's celebrate.

I appreciate it, but I don't want you to get the wrong impression.

You're smart, I'm sure you know how this works.

I'm sure you recognize my talent.

And that you've probably realized that I'm not that kind of woman.

Do you have acting talent?

Take your commercial and shove it.

Your mother can be the next Grace Kelly, I'm more like Rita Hayworth.

I'm going to return this gadget, it's brought me nothing but trouble.

But you were so happy.

- What happened at dinner? - What happened?

Mateo was right. Sergio was after one thing.

I feel so stupid, Rita.

You're not stupid, Clara. You're good-hearted.

You're a good person. Not everyone is like us.

You're OK as a model, but you're a bad actress.

- What do you mean? - I mean bad.

Clara, you're horrible.

Do you think it's easy to get up there and do that?

I doubt it's that complicated to pick up the detergent, smile and say:

"Argidon Detergent: Incomparably clean and fresh."

You can do that now, but you're not in front of the camera.

The camera makes you nervous, Rita.

You keep thinking: Am I fat? Do I look I pale?

If you look at it that way, it must be really hard.

I don't even like being an actress, it's boring.

You have to repeat everything over and over again.

Like mother used to say: some things aren't meant to be.

Anyway, it's a good thing you got rid of that jerk.

- Right? - Well, yes.

Mateo warned me about him.

I can't get his words out of my head.

Mateo.

I told him I wanted to quit and he should find another secretary.

Don't worry, just tell him what happened.

Not a chance. I'd rather be single, with no men.

Like you, Rita. I mean, it's not so bad, is it?

- What is it this time? - Rita.

It's Rita. I can't get her out of my head.

And it's your fault. Do you know how nice Rita's hair smells?

I had no idea.

I can't stop hearing her, because she's such a lively girl.

And when I don't hear her, I see her. I see her everywhere.

I even see her in the ads on TV.

- And you think it's my fault? - It's all your fault.

I'm obsessed with what you told me.

I didn't tell you anything. You said it all yourself.

But I don't fancy Rita! I don't fancy her!

When I saw Clara in my village, I thought:

"Please, dear God."

I was impressed, breathless, speechless.

She was the prettiest woman in town.

Not that Rita is ugly. She has lovely blue eyes.

Here's the question.

Rita is my friend. I can't fall in love with her, can I?

- Pedro. - Should I leave?

OK, I'm leaving.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Not so good, judging from your tone of voice.

How was the audition?

- What do you care? - I need to advertise your job.

- It went OK. - OK?

That's a bit vague. Do tell if you have any further details.

I'm looking forward to the day when I get a report without typos.

That day will be here soon, Don Mateo.

Really?

Velvet Fashion Store, good morning.

Yes. Just a moment, please.

It's for Raúl. It's the secretary to the Princess of Monaco!

Well?

Well?

What did she say?

The Princess got the package. It was with her luggage.

She nearly threw it out,

but she was curious and opened it.

- And? - Now she wants to see more.

- Are you sure? - That's what her secretary said.

The Princess wants to spend a relaxing afternoon,

with no photographers around, enjoying her favourite pastime: fashion.

- When are they--? - Wait, let me enjoy this moment.

Sorry, Mateo, did you have anything to say?

- I'm just swallowing my words. - When is she coming?

- Today at five! - Today at five?

- We're closing at noon. - The workers will wonder why.

Keep the best staff on duty, everyone else has the day off.

- Do you need anything else? - No, I have everything I need.

Miriam, put that table by the sofa so she can leave her purse and gloves.

How is the workshop?

Perfect. The seamstresses are almost done.

Everything is perfect, Alberto.

This has to work.

Otherwise, sooner or later, I'll lose everything.

Pick up the pace!

This needs vacuuming.

Come on, get moving!

Raúl will have a fit if you don't come and try on the dresses.

I'll be right there. I just have to finish something.

Rita, you can't imagine how I admire the Princess of Monaco!

I think I've seen all her movies.

She was a very good actress. I loved the one with...

what's-his-name who plays a photographer with a broken leg,

who looks out the window all day. Remember?

- Wonderful. - I loved it...

Where are you going?

Raúl wants me to model the dresses for the Princess.

Oh, that. I just had a word with him, that won't be necessary.

- Why? - I called Yolanda Castro myself.

Please understand, this is a job for a professional.

We can't take a risk with a beginner, a budding actress.

Rita.

- Rita, please. - No!

I didn't want to get involved in this,

- but my blood is boiling. - No--

No, let me talk.

I like you, but you've got some nerve.

I'm not saying you're bad.

You're strange, but my sister likes you.

A lot. And this is a low blow.

And please don't even mention Sergio.

He tried to take advantage of my sister.

He's no producer. He's nothing but a scoundrel.

If you want to say something, go ahead.

What floor are you going to?

The button.

Rita.

Mateo?

Mateo!

Mateo? Are you avoiding me?

Sorry, Cristina. It's just that it's a big day today.

I heard Grace of Monaco is coming to the store.

- It seems Raúl can do anything. - He is impressive. How are you?

Fine. I came to wish Alberto luck.

I heard you met with Father Torres. Did you purge all your sins?

Well, not exactly.

- But I learned some interesting things. - Anything I should know?

Things about the past.

You studied with Alberto in London, I'm sure you know about it.

This is really intriguing, Cristina.

Alberto told me why his father sent him to London.

Really?

It's not a big deal. I had a few flings myself as a teenager.

That's adolescence. We've all had flings as teenagers.

- Did you know her? - Not at all.

You know how reserved Alberto is.

Especially since it happened so long ago.

Sure. I really don't mind.

- I was just curious. - Sure.

- I have to go, it's crazy here today. - Sure. Good luck!

"Dear Ana,

I just got to London and all I can think about is you.

The city is ugly. It's always raining.

I keep thinking that... No matter what they do,

my father, Gloria and your uncle, I don't care.

No matter how they try to keep us apart...

It's been a month since I wrote and I haven't heard from you.

I don't know if you received it, probably not.

I'm sure you would have replied.

I asked a friend to send this letter.

When you see Philip Ray's signature, you'll know it's from me.

I hope you get it.

After all these years, I'm not sure if you still live in Madrid.

You were so curious and determined.

You've probably made it big as a designer in Paris by now.

My father has asked me

to go back to Spain to present the new collection.

This letter is an invitation.

Meet me on the rooftop? For old time's sake."

You know what, uncle?

Alberto convinced the Princess of Monaco to visit the store.

It will give us publicity.

I didn't dare throw that out.

I made the mistake of not thinking about anything besides this business.

Don't you repeat it.

You know?

The girl in these letters is nothing like me.

Maybe she got lost along the way.

I know a woman who has a little boutique in the centre.

Her name is Doña Aurora.

I don't think it would be hard for her to sell your services.

They're late.

Call me crazy, but I really don't understand you.

Didn't I tell you never to talk about your previous lovers?

Cristina wants to know who she is.

She asked me because I know you better than anyone.

Who says you know me better than anyone?

Maybe I just know you better than anyone still speaking to you.

That's a low blow. Ana still speaks to me.

- Why did you tell her? - We're getting married, Mateo.

- I wanted to set a solid base. - And free your demons?

- If you want to call it that. - The thing is, you won't let go.

I don't want to let go. I don't want to forget the past.

- Some of it was very good, Mateo. - But it's over.

I know it's hard to accept that something is over when it's good.

- I really do understand. - Sounds like you've been through it.

Maybe you don't know me better than anyone either.

Anyway, we're talking about you.

You've tried everything:

fighting for her, getting angry, forgiving her.

What makes you think I've forgiven her?

The fact that you're desperate for her to forgive you.

- You're off track. - Sure I am.

I got it all wrong.

In fact, I don't know why we're still friends.

Your only obstacle to finding a little peace is you.

She's here!

Thank you for respecting our agreement.

It was the least we could do.

Gentlemen, Princess Grace of Monaco.

I like to know who I'm meeting with.

And practising my Spanish when I can.

- You speak Spanish very well. - Thank you.

Allow me to introduce you: Mateo Ruiz, our deputy director,

- and our designer. - Raúl de la Riva.

It's been a long time, but we finally meet again.

You haven't changed a bit.

Same face, same smile.

And same golden hands from what I've seen.

We wanted to attract your attention.

Mission accomplished. Where's the collection?

Right this way, please.

And this is our workshop.

Hello, Grace!

These are my favourites, look.

Next, please.

And this last one. Excuse me, Miss...

This dress is missing...

This accessory.

May I?

Now you can model it.

This is the complete design.

I must congratulate you.

I appreciate your efforts to please me.

Thank you, your Highness.

It would be an honour for us if you would accept one of our models

for tonight's benefit dinner, or any other event.

I'm sorry, but I can't wear them.

When I saw the sash, I imagined a different kind of collection.

Did you not like it?

I loved it, Raúl, you're very talented.

But it's not really fit for a princess.

Maybe if I were still an actress, understand?

Sure, I understand.

I'm sorry to interrupt, but we have a serious problem.

They're everywhere, the front door, the back entrance.

- Your Highness, wait. - I made the conditions very clear.

We followed them to the letter. We sorry about this.

Princess!

Why this secret visit?

Are you interested in the new collection?

How did you meet the Márquez family?

Mr. Márquez, what the Princess was doing here?

No comment.

De la Riva, did the Princess like your designs?

She loved them.

Princess, any comments?

We wanted to thank you for your efforts this afternoon.

The Princess personally congratulated us and we wanted to let you know.

Unfortunately, things did not go as we expected.

But we have high expectations and there'll be other opportunities.

Thank you.

Ladies, as you know,

I want you to put away the dresses and tidy up the workshop.

That's just our luck.

At this rate, we'll all be out of work by the end of the year.

And the Princess wasn't that pretty.

Since she had the kids, she's uglier and fatter.

You know how pregnancy can...

Luisa!

Don't cry, honey.

Is it because your afraid we'll lose our jobs?

No, Rita, it's not that.

I've skipped two periods.

You're pregnant?

We were close.

Forget about it.

Just accept the situation and move on.

Don't be silly, it's always up to us to decide how a story ends.

Sometimes it's as easy as making a phone call.

Did you call the press?

I told you, nothing sells more than an image.

- Raúl! - Tomorrow the photo of Princess Grace

leaving our store will be in all the papers.

- You're either a genius or a madman. - Is there a difference?

And that's the ending we deserve.

Come on, sweetie. It's really not that hard.

"Lavero Olives, the best in all the world!"

Hi, Mateo, I'm really busy.

I want to talk with you, it's important.

I'm sorry things between you and Clara didn't work out.

I know you wanted to make her a star and things didn't go as expected.

- She's just another pretty face. - I feel a bit guilty.

- She's very picky. - Mateo, don't let her fool you.

Clara is like all girls in her class.

What do you mean by her class?

Although, in her case, "class" is an overstatement.

Clara has no class.

I'm sick of girls like her, Mateo.

They get all self-righteous, but they're flirting and taunting you,

getting you hot and bothered like a cheap whore--

- Well deserved! - He was looking for it.

Get to work! Shit!

That looks painful. Here, let me.

Sergio just called to ask me out.

He says they gave me the role.

I guess I should congratulate you.

No, I rejected it. I'm not interested in acting.

- But, thanks, anyway. - For what?

I know it wasn't a door that hit you, it was Sergio's chin.

You're mistaken if you think this is about you.

Shut up.

- Be careful, it's hot. - It's OK.

- Don Emilio. - Good evening.

Good evening.

- I'll leave you. - No, please.

I'm not here just to see Don Emilio.

I wanted to talk to you too.

I know that's the last thing you want right now, but I'd like to--

I want to have a word with you too.

But I have no interest in hearing this, so, if you don't mind,

find a more suitable place and leave me alone.

Let's go.

I'll be right back.

Good night.

When were we last up here?

I don't know, a long time ago.

Cristina and I spoke with the priest.

He's got all the paperwork ready.

So that's it?

She's a nice girl.

And she loves you.

I'm sure you'll be happy.

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

But that was ages ago, right?

I didn't mean for things to end this way, I swear.

Me neither.

You're the most important thing that's ever happened to me.

After everything we've been through,

it wasn't fair to end this way.

It wasn't.

But, how else could it end?

Goodbye, Ana.

We're in all the magazines!

We're in all the magazines. We're famous.

What's all the commotion?

The commotion is my heart beating for you.

Because I love you. I was an idiot not to tell you before.

- Luisa, why did you leave like that? - She's pregnant.

- What? - Sorry, Luisa, I couldn't keep quiet.

- Why should I, it's good news. - No, it's not.

Sometimes things don't go as we planned. We can't change them,

but we have to look on the bright side.

Maybe we can change them.

I used to think that we shouldn't define things.

But I've never felt this way before. I love you.

- I'll be the best Matron of honour. - What do you mean?

Who asked you?

You asked Gloria to be Matron of honour?

- Gloria is your mother. - She is not my mother.

She's the last person I want at the altar.

Let's talk about this at the club later.

I don't like that club or those people.

That's your world, not mine!

We may have to cancel the wedding. We've never fought like this before.

It's probably just pre-wedding jitters, it's normal.

And Alberto is like all other men:

He needs his space, his habits... his little secrets.

- Alberto? - Everything changed.

My life was always the store and you.

The one time I left here was to go to Paris with you.

I forgot how easy it was to get along with you.