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He's back from his honeymoon.

- What's your plan? - Time to visit my son.

It isn't an easy step to take. Take your time.

Thanks to Carlos,

they've chosen us to design the new uniforms

for Airsa Airlines.

Thank you for your interest, but no.

We already agreed to it.

I'm going to Madrid because I'm in love.

Her name is Rita Montesinos.

- You're here! - I can't wait anymore--

- Pedro? - Remember Adolfo?

I didn't mean to interrupt. I have to call Rosa Mari.

We have a matter pending.

I know exactly what women like you need. Why waste time?

You're anxious, that's why it's late. You're late, that makes you anxious.

Please just try and relax.

- Now you're a doctor. - We need to talk.

- Clara-- - I'm not pregnant.

Really?

Carlos is very nice, but I don't want to get my hopes up.

- I had fun. - That's what friends are for.

We can't be friends.

- Just as well you improvised. - I didn't.

I've started seeing someone.

I know everything. Think we wouldn't find out?

- Is this true? - The plagiarism isn't.

Raúl! Where are you?

Your brother's dirty tricks.

Don't be so unfair. Raúl let the plagiarism thing drag on.

How did you know about that?

- When? - Our wedding day.

- You've lied to my face? - No...

I know, but mourning dress won't bring back Juan.

You look beautiful.

You're so prejudiced. I won't do a thing,

the ball is in your court. Everyone gone?

Just you and me.

You're the bravest,

most stubborn woman I've met. It's pointless to stop you.

I'd rather side with you.

I was thinking about this afternoon.

- You must help me. - Now listen to me--

You owe it to me.

Just give me his address.

- What is it? - Sorry to wake you.

Someone wishes to see you.

- Who is it? - She doesn't wish to say.

Hello, Gloria.

It's me, Isabel.

Lovely house.

I don't know who you are. If you don't mind...

Of course you know.

Whenever you see Alberto's face

it may remind you of the woman whose child you stole

and who you ruined.

I was not involved.

You knew everything.

Even so, you decided to keep quiet.

Isn't that enough?

- Why are you here? - To set things straight.

Don't you think it's too late for that?

Alberto is a very sensitive man

who has an ideal image of his mother.

What if he finds out you abandoned him when he was born

and spent years ignoring him?

I didn't abandon him.

His father took him away, he wanted to be with you.

I was his wife, and I still am.

You know what that means, don't you?

I am Rafael's widow and all of this belongs to me.

- What do you want? - I want my son to be happy.

And that does not include you.

If you think that I'll just keep quiet and leave,

you have absolutely no idea who I am.

- Get out of my house. - You get out of my son's life.

And of my life, too.

If you don't, you'll have to explain to everyone what happened.

Good night.

FOR RITA

Just a minute, please.

- Morning-- - Good God, I said wait!

Nice underpants.

This visit isn't in vain. A gift from Germany.

May I... may I get dressed?

It's just one of my little ways.

- Don't be a spoilsport. - What?

- What is this? - "Bratsur".

- What? - "Bartzur".

Sausages, fat sausages.

You like black pudding. Fry these a bit and they're delicious.

- You shouldn't have bothered. - No bother.

Rita asked me for a gift, too.

She wanted a photo of Manolito and me,

but I don't think I'll give it to her.

I was so keen to see her. Remember you saw me at the dance?

She was dancing, but she wasn't alone.

He was tall, blonde, and handsome. Very German looking.

I saw lots in Germany. It was crawling with them.

I brought the photo for her,

but I won't give it to her

because she was dancing with him. What do I do?

First it was fritters, now sausages.

The next time you have relationship problems,

would you mind if I chose the menu? Maybe something lighter to digest.

What do you expect from me, for God's sake?

I just want your help, Don Emilio.

When you give me advice it always helps.

This time, advice is no good.

In your thing with Rita,

only you can make that decision.

You or that German. Now if you don't mind...?

What is it?

You didn't look this happy when I went to Germany.

Of course, because I'm so delighted to see you back at work.

You and your sausages. Now please leave!

Leave the sausages here.

Isn't it a lovely day?

Some more juice?

No.

I'm sorry.

I wish I could turn the clock back, but I can't.

Our first day as a married couple has been terrible,

let's make amends.

Listen,

Raúl going away hurt me more than anyone.

He's a lifelong friend of mine.

I took him here, now I feel like it was my fault that he went away.

I'm suffering too.

Why the silence?

Why keep it secret?

I didn't want to ruin our wedding or honeymoon.

I need you by my side.

Whatever decisions I make, even if they seem crazy.

- I want you by my side. - I will be.

I am by your side.

- Even if I go against your family? - You're my family.

Come here.

Forgive me.

Please.

Do you have some time before work?

I can't, I have a meeting.

Please.

- Fifteen minutes. - Thanks.

- Morning. - Alberto.

Are you engaged then?

It was a false alarm, she's not pregnant.

- No wedding? - Of course not.

- All right with Cristina? - Fine, listen.

I plan to launch the uniforms like they were designed by Dior.

That's the attitude! That's it!

Don't forget it when we face Enrique.

Had breakfast? They can fetch you something.

You didn't invite me here for breakfast.

Very to the point.

- We don't beat about the bush. - OK.

In this whole matter with the uniforms I need you

to help Alberto out.

Help him out? I know you, that's not what you want.

You want a spy.

We don't have time to lose.

He's not a brilliant businessman.

Talk of the devil.

That's me. Carlos.

Hello, Alberto.

Hello, gentlemen.

I think there are two people who would do a marvellous job

and within our budget.

Sketches in two weeks.

How about two days?

Two days? Impossible.

It wasn't an easy job to convince them

we would do the job.

We don't have the time.

Airsa won't make do with just anything.

We can't let them down.

Alberto,

my boss will need to see something.

The meeting is in three days.

How about after that?

They must be convinced from the start.

The agreement is at risk.

We can't afford that.

Of course.

Or hire another designer, right?

No professional will work in those conditions.

No one can produce sketches in just two days.

That's why Carlos is here.

Who better to tell us what they want?

I'll help anyway I can.

- Him or us? - This again?

The meeting started well, don't ruin it now.

- Thanks for coming. - Thanks.

- Carlos. - Gents.

That swine has talent.

He crushed us in two minutes.

He wants to ruin me.

I won't let him get away with it.

What can we do?

Use the weapons he's given us.

Carlos. Just a second.

We'll need all the information you can give us for the designs.

The company's style,

colour codes, lines, whatever we might need.

The hostesses' measurements.

I vote for that.

- Whatever you need. - Good.

This may take a while.

We have all day. Let's go.

Mateo.

- Problems? - Nothing a night with you can't solve.

That's what I wanted to talk about.

Why not go to your place?

- My place? - Yes.

We'd be more comfortable than here.

My house is a mess, Clara.

But it has a kitchen and we can have breakfast.

I never eat there.

You don't share the bathroom?

What's so bad about your room?

It's small, but it is really very cosy.

Who else lives in Madrid's fashion district?

Too many people.

I'd like a bit more privacy with you for once.

- What do you say? - Must fly.

- Have you seen Rita? - No.

If you see her, tell her I want a word.

- Sure. - Thanks.

Long live the dance, long live St. Anthony!

Did you just get back now?

- Better late than never. - Where did you get to?

I was... here and there.

Ouch, my feet.

- She's a mess. - She's plastered.

Ever seen the sunrise from the Royal Palace?

No, but you must have seen double.

- And not alone. - Really?

What about the pilot? He's so handsome.

- It was fine... - That's all?

Yes, it was quite good. Well...

After all those years with Alberto, it's strange.

- He kissed me. - What?

- Long live St. Anthony! - Don't shout.

Adolfo grabbed my bum.

- Pedro? - He doesn't care.

- And Adolfo? - Don't know...

Treats me like a queen, like I'm the only woman and...

We have fun.

- What else? - That's it.

I want you all here in five minutes.

Oh, I feel a bit...

- No, no! - Get her to the loo, quick!

Clara was looking for you.

What's up with her?

Doña Blanca is driving her mad with orders all day long.

- What's that? - Nothing.

Nothing important.

I didn't want to come empty-handed.

Guys! I have some souvenirs for you from Germany.

Well, they're not...

Mustard for the guys. Here.

Give this to Manolo. And beer mugs for the girls.

It's not very feminine,

but it makes a very nice flower vase.

- For Lara. - Thanks.

- Enjoy. - Thanks.

Don't drink too much.

The photo?

What photo?

The one of Manolito.

You promised me one.

I forgot.

I'm really sorry.

- My mind was elsewhere. - Elsewhere?

I got you a beer mug.

Doesn't look much like Manolito, but...

A beer mug.

- Clara. - Oh, I was looking for you.

- What's that? - A gift from Pedro.

Did you sleep OK? Cousin Mariola had back trouble.

Right, but she was eight months pregnant.

Turns out I'm not even pregnant!

- Now you tell me? - I only found out last night.

- Should I be happy or sad? - Be happy.

You have plenty of time to be an aunty.

How did Mateo take it?

- He wants to celebrate tonight. - Really?

I thought of cooking at his place.

You, cook?

It can't be that hard to stick something in the oven.

I don't know: chicken, fish... A rat!

A huge rat just ran under there!

- Look, under there! - What is going on here?

She just saw a rat.

A rat? A...?

Just what we needed.

Sorry.

Maximiliano...

Don't know what came over me.

You have a lot to learn. Tonight at 10pm sharp.

- Doña Blanca. - Don Emilio.

We have some bad news.

- A rat. - Excuse me?

Clara says she saw a rat. It was probably just a mouse, but...

- We need to call the staff. - Fine.

Your attention.

Quiet, please.

Why are you here?

Well, it seems there may be the possibility of--

There are giant rats!

Thank you for putting everyone's mind at rest, Miss Clara.

It's probably a mouse. We've never had rats.

Even so, keep your eyes peeled.

It would destroy all the material in the workshop.

So, what do we do?

Keep calm and tell those in charge.

As you know, Pedro is back with us.

He'll be in charge of catching the rodent and Adolfo

will lend him a hand.

I trust you both. Good luck in catching it.

That's all, Doña Blanca.

Life is such a drag.

Patricia.

- Have you seen Emilio? - No, shall I fetch him?

- No need. - Is something up?

Not now.

Isabel is in Madrid.

You knew it and didn't tell me.

Would it have made any difference?

All she wants is the best for her son.

"The best for her son"?

All she wants is to destroy me.

I want her back in Cuba immediately.

- Deal with it. - Sorry, Madam.

- Excuse me? - You heard exactly what I said.

Isabel will leave if and when she wants to.

I'm not in charge of her life or anyone else's.

I have always been loyal to the Márquez family.

And I will continue to do so as long as it is in my power.

Now if you'll excuse me.

That's Mrs Guitiérrez's.

Excuse me.

- Yes? - I'm looking for Emilio López.

You mean my uncle?

- Ana? - Yes.

Good Lord, Ana!

Oh, Ana!

Sorry, your uncle talks about you all the time.

- Really? - Only good things.

You know he's very serious, always looks so stern...

but deep down he has a big heart.

He never mentioned a female friend.

Well, you see I just arrived in Spain. I lived in Cuba.

- Did you see the store? - A bit.

- I was a seamstress. - Oh?

You never stop being one.

We can look for my uncle and I'll show you the workshop.

Wonderful. Let's go.

- This way. - I'm looking forward to it.

This is where we attend the customers.

It also acts as a fitting room for special customers.

- Superb. - It is, isn't it?

This is the sewing workshop.

- Hello. - The cutting tables.

Irons, fabrics...

Sewing by hand?

- Yes. - What about the machine?

We always sew buttonholes by hand.

Isn't that silk?

With this fabric

you can use the sewing machine.

Let me sit there and I'll show you.

It's a piece of cake.

Do you want to see how? It's simple.

Who is she?

A friend of my uncle's.

The finish is exactly the same,

but...

much quicker.

- What is going on here? - Sorry.

I was showing them how to machine the buttonholes.

Perfect, aren't they?

We've always hand-sown them here.

It's the tradition.

Yes, but it's so much quicker.

Who are you and why are you here?

Elena, this is Elena. An old friend.

We were visiting, she must have got lost.

- We were just going. - Yes.

You must be Doña Blanca.

An excellent workshop.

And your girls are very talented. Take good care of them.

- Thank you. - Your handbag.

What am I like!

- Doña Blanca. - Bye.

Goodbye.

What are you laughing about? Get to work!

What were you thinking of?

Nobody knows me there.

I wanted Ana to show me around.

Isn't Doña Blanca straight-laced?

Your niece is beautiful.

- I thought she was-- - Listen to me, Isabel.

If you plan to go ahead with this, you need to be careful.

Gloria came to see me. She won't make it easy.

She can't do a thing.

If she goes against me, she admits I exist and that would ruin her.

Even so, she's a difficult woman and--

- Hello. - Hello.

Why are we here?

How about dinner tonight?

- Shall I pick you up at 9pm? - Yes.

Pedro.

What are you smiling about, Don Emilio?

My patience is wearing thin.

Deny it if you want, but my lips are sealed.

You know that. Tell me what it is.

Why are you here?

I'm baiting the traps with cheese.

I plan to catch that rat and show up Adolfo--

What's wrong with you?

If you concentrated more,

that wouldn't happen.

This rat thing is important.

What if it sneaks into the store?

Or a customer sees it? Hold still!

Keep still.

God is punishing me. That rat

won't escape.

I know you don't confide in me, but I plan to catch it

- or my name isn't Pedro. - Go to it.

And stop gabbing, you talk too much.

And concentrate! Show me I was right to confide in you.

I won't let you down.

- The trap. - The trap.

FALSE ALARM, PEDRITO

It's rude to enter without knocking, you know?

This all belongs to me too.

I love that attitude.

Good, because you'll be seeing a lot more of me.

This is my last week as a shopgirl.

Are you listening to me?

I'm not your wife.

Believe me, I realised that.

Anyone there? Surprise!

A wife should spend time with her man. Hello, Patricia.

Hello, Bárbara.

- Don't touch her, she just fell asleep. - Sorry.

- You look radiant. - Thanks.

Just why I need new clothes, don't you think?

Yes, she can't wear that.

Not because you can't, but they're last season's.

- I need so many new dresses. - Right.

Aren't you a shopgirl?

I always thought it was intriguing, but it could be handy.

I'm sure you could sell me things, plus you get a commission.

Was it me you came to see?

You and your wallet.

Leave it to me. Shall we go?

Would you mind?

Have you seen Alberto?

Know where he is?

I hope that he's in a meeting.

It's been non-stop today.

- Is everything all right? - Yes, great.

All right. I better go shopping, right?

Bye.

Here is the order list.

All of these too.

You made excellent choices, ladies.

- It's all for her. - My husband insisted.

I'll get the rest.

I'll have the accessories wrapped and sent.

And our address?

He's the manager, it shouldn't be hard to find.

No, girls, this needs to be taken in more.

I'll have lost weight in a couple of weeks.

It suits you, Cristina. How about a cousin for Lourditas?

It's still early days yet.

What else will you do?

We didn't have a very typical engagement.

Alberto wants us to spend time enjoying life as a couple.

He's a businessman.

Just like your father and brother.

They don't understand life as a couple. This is their life.

No, no, no!

When I say tighter, I mean tighter!

Tighter here.

Sorry, Miss Bárbara. My hand must have slipped.

- Anyway, we've finished, right? - Yes.

Thank you very much, girls. See you outside, Bárbara.

"My hand slipped"?

You're so stubborn!

She's a pain. I should have used a knitting needle.

- You're right. - You see?

The jackets must be fitted.

Showing off their figures.

I bet the passengers will be grateful!

Summing up: the colour palette is fine.

The cut must look sober, but with an elegant feminine touch.

- And comfortable. - They hardly sit down.

Dynamic, light, simple lines.

Hard-wearing fabrics.

- OK? - Fine.

So, it's a deal.

- Thanks. - I'll get you the old designs.

- Good. - It was a pleasure.

We'll talk about discounts later.

While I'm the pilot, consider it done.

- Gentlemen. - Goodbye.

Seems like a nice guy.

Yes, I see you're becoming good friends.

I love you more, Alberto. No need to get defensive.

I'm being serious, just be careful.

Remember, Enrique sent him. I'm just saying...

And you're married to his sister. I'm just saying...

She looks lovely.

She's a changed person.

This came for you, Ana.

Don't bother the girls, we have work to do.

I can bother you if you want.

Collect the dummies from the warehouse.

And don't forget to sort out the orders for perfumery and footwear.

Oh, and bring down the dummies from upstairs.

That way you won't have time to bother anyone,

will you?

Let's see.

- Gosh, open it! - What a pain!

- You're such a pair of gossips. - Go on.

Only the pilot makes you smile that way.

Yes, he's picking me up at 9pm.

- Didn't we have fun yesterday? - Yes, we did.

I'm surprised you remember.

Well aren't you funny!

Why were you so euphoric?

Because I never drink.

Could we have a word with you all?

Certainly. Ladies!

Stop what you're doing.

As you all know,

our new project will be working for Airsa,

making uniforms for their air hostesses.

For that, we'll need your talent.

Each of you will submit a design.

Unfortunately, we can only choose one.

It needs to be smart, but comfortable. Cabin crew represent a lifestyle.

Professionalism, confidence.

It is a tough challenge,

only for the right person.

- What about the orders? - They will have to wait.

You have until midday.

Thank you and good luck.

Goodbye.

You heard it, get to work!

I don't know how to draw.

Can I see yours?

Everything is up and running. I'm so going to enjoy

shutting Enrique up when it's a success.

Shutting him up would be a miracle.

Talking of miracles,

- I need to ask a favour. - Sure.

She's wants to come to my house.

- Then that means-- - I know!

The problem is pretty clear, I just need a solution.

- Why are you laughing? - It was inevitable.

- What can I do? - Tell her the truth.

Telling the truth just means trouble. I need another flat.

My house is out of bounds.

I'll find somewhere.

Your time is up, ladies.

Your name and surnames on the back.

Didn't you hear what he said?

What about your design?

Sorry, I couldn't think of anything.

- Rita-- - Just a second.

- You're the last one. - I have to touch this up...

- It's perfect. - ...if I can...

- Mine came out all wrong. - What about yours?

- Nothing special. - Right.

I bet it was the best and you'll get the job.

Give this to Clara, it's for Don Alberto.

That's Pedro's job.

I'm the one who decides who does what.

So, what was my job?

- Take it up right away. - And later?

I'll tell you later.

What's that?

The keys to my flat, we have a date.

Why the face?

I thought you'd back out. Not many girls have been there.

I'm set on showing you that I care about you.

Afternoon.

See you tonight.

They're not the keys to your flat.

Friend of a friend's.

- Tonight is the night. - You're a hopeless case.

Maximiliano gave me these sketches.

The sketches! Thanks, Clara.

- Ready? - More than ever.

No.

Nor this one.

No.

That's all?

- That was the last one. - One is missing.

Is it a good idea?

- Sorry. - Don Alberto!

You almost caught me in my birthday suit!

Sorry. Can we talk in private, please?

I was just about to...

- ...go. - Thanks.

Sorry about barging in.

Why didn't you submit any of your designs?

None were good enough.

Sorry, I don't believe it. Tell me the truth.

You want to know?

- Yes. - We can't work together.

I know I shouldn't ask you to do this,

but nothing will happen.

I can't just stop loving you.

Every day I struggle to forget you.

Working with you, it's too risky.

- Your relationship? - Everything!

I've suffered quite enough.

You've been designing since you were little.

You have so much talent.

This is a great chance for you.

Why not give it a try?

Give me a few days.

It has to be by tonight.

Oh, so you give orders, I obey?

Does that mean yes? Will you do it?

- OK, tomorrow morning. - Alberto.

No promises.

Yes?

- Hello. - Hello.

May I come in?

Go ahead. Talk to me.

Alberto asked me to help design the uniforms.

I can tell that you haven't given him an answer.

To design for this gallery would be... a dream.

Isn't that reason enough?

It's all so recent.

I don't know if I can work with him. I shouldn't.

Alberto offered it to you because he knows you're the best.

That's all.

What if there is something else?

What if it's more personal?

If you don't accept, you're the one who's confusing

personal and professional. Not him.

If Doña Blanca sees this she'll have a heart attack.

I can do no more, get your boyfriend Adolfo to do it.

- My boyfriend? - He is, isn't he?

I don't know Pedro.

Love is hard to define.

Did you say love?

Yes. Like Rosa Mari and you, right?

Rosa Mari and I...

- No, I don't feel that. - No?

We don't play around, unlike Adolfo and you, right?

Who do you think I am?

I don't play around, Pedro. We are serious.

We're more serious, we have a child together.

I know. You're a happy family.

Just get married.

Are you going to get married?

That's why you stayed longer.

- Is there a problem? - No, I'm delighted.

- Thanks. - Long live the newlyweds!

Damn right!

Oh, Pedro. Any news?

Yes. I'm marrying Rosa Mari.

I run my mouth,

I only wanted to know if they are together.

The rat, Pedro. I wanted news about the rat.

No, none. But there will be.

He took Rita from me,

but I'll catch it as sure as my name is--

Emilio.

Don Emilio...

Pedro, the rat.

What are you doing here? I was to pick you up.

- Don't be old-fashioned. - No?

Let's go.

- Are you ready? - Give me two minutes.

Evening.

- What are you doing here? - Hello!

I came to fetch you.

They're waiting for us in Salieri.

Another time would be better.

Today has been tough.

Don't get angry.

I invited Enrique, Patricia... yes.

You have to bury the hatchet.

Bárbara has come too.

Let's try it.

Let's enjoy ourselves.

Please, my love.

All right.

Thank you.

Don't expect me for dinner.

Mother?

I remember the year you learned to swim.

You spent hours there.

I watched you.

Jumping, diving...

You were insatiable.

Why so nostalgic?

Today is not just any day.

I'm going to put everything your father left me in your name.

He left this letter in his office the day that...

I took it before the police arrived.

Alberto.

Guilt has overcome me.

You need to know

that your mother is still alive.

I know it will be difficult to believe,

but if I lied to you

it was because I thought it was best.

I'm revealing myself as a coward, that's what I am.

I hope that you can forgive me.

Goodbye, son.

That woman is alive and in Madrid.

She wants to steal everything that is ours.

What are you saying?

My marriage to your father isn't valid. He never annulled it.

He never annulled his first marriage.

He abandoned her and came home with Alberto.

I discovered the truth when I was married and pregnant with you.

The marriage was a sham.

Why do you think I was silent for so long?

Why do you think I'm willing to give everything up

in your favour?

That woman

won't get anything that is ours.

Because now it will all be yours.

Sorry for the delay.

It was worth the wait, believe me.

Let's walk, it's very close.

LEFT RIGHT

Hello.

Mister...

Rude, isn't he?

Because of people like him, I didn't want to bring you here.

Trouble with the key?

It gets a little stuck, I need to change it.

Ladies first.

Welcome to the Ruíz Lagasca residence.

Like it?

Well, now I understand why you prefer my room.

It's a bachelor pad.

Something much worse.

You don't know how important this is to me.

To me, too.

How about some wine while I powder my nose?

That sounds... perfect.

Mateo? Mateo?

The bathroom?

Of course...

I'll give you the tour.

But before that, I'll show you around.

Here we have...

the bathroom!

First the bathroom, then I'll show you...

- the house. - Thank you.

Are you hungry?

Well...

to be honest, not much.

Not much.

But...

I'd have a couple of drinks.

We can go to the bar downstairs.

Maybe this will give you an appetite.

Oops!

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- Good evening. - Evening, Mr. Márquez.

Hello!

Bárbara!

How are you?

Not as good as you. Who'd guess you had a baby.

The merit is all mine.

- Good evening. - Evening, Miss.

Sorry I'm late.

Patricia! What a surprise.

I invited her.

And I couldn't say no.

Why would you?

You might be a worker, but you're one of us.

- Well, not exactly. - Shall we sit down?

- Yes. - Julián.

Bárbara, come.

What are you doing here?

Having dinner.

Entree, main dish... and dessert.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

Good evening. A table for Carlos Álvarez.

- Álvarez? - Álvarez.

He pretends not to know me, but I hired him.

I wanted the best Maitre' D.

Follow me, please.

Thank you.

No!

It's not that I don't like the table,

but if we were closer to the kitchen...

I have to get up early tomorrow, they might serve us faster.

That's why I asked for the table to be put there.

Of course, follow me.

Sorry.

You'll go blind from staring at it.

I don't want to miss anything.

Best bit is right here.

These smell great.

They obviously take care of the details here.

Of course.

I'll... have another look, I'm still not sure...

what to order.

They've recommended fusilli with white truffles.

Or the canelloni.

Either one will be fine.

I can go back and threaten the chef.

Perfect.

Ana.

I don't know where your mind is, but obviously not here.

I'm sorry. You're right.

I'm not used to elegant places, I'm nervous.

Listen.

You look beautiful.

Relax, there's no reason not to enjoy this meal.

Good.

I'll tell you something.

You won't believe it, but...

I'm going to work hand in hand on the new uniforms.

But you're a pilot.

I know Enrique Otegui, and he asked me to liaise.

I didn't know you knew the Oteguis.

We go back a long time.

But I'll mostly work with the manager.

With Don Alberto.

Yes.

What do you think?

Ana?

Doña Cristina, Doña Bárbara. How are you?

- And you? - Strange to see you here.

Busy lifestyle.

I'm glad to see you--

Looking gorgeous. Everyone says so.

And you...

what are you doing here?

I'm here with...

Mateo?

- Is he here? - They aren't together.

Really?

- With your new boyfriend? - New boyfriend?

Something like that.

That was quick, wasn't it?

What?

It hasn't even been two weeks.

You broke up while Cristina was on honeymoon.

We won't keep you, Ana.

- Have a nice time. - Thank you.

If you can, order the fusilli.

They're delicious.

How are the uniform designs?

Can you show us anything?

With the time and money you've given us?

Did you tell him yet?

What?

She's no longer a shopgirl.

Really?

You didn't tell me.

You told me I should start from the bottom,

and I think it's time I moved up.

Six floors up, to be precise.

She has great taste,

her opinion will be very useful.

I know my sister.

I think it's time we removed the models by De la Riva.

That wasn't your idea.

Stay away from my sister.

Alberto,

I can look after the stores without being influenced.

She's right, we must look to the future.

The future?

Using old models? No.

When will you tell me?

I don't have to.

I'm doing it. Consider it a gesture

on my behalf.

Well, well, well.

You'll never guess who we just met--

Ana.

Who?

Anita Rock 'n' Roll. A seamstress from the store.

And she's not alone.

From one rich man to another.

Bárbara, please.

Your sister is convinced she's not a gold digger.

This obviously proves it.

Who's she with?

No.

Can we get back to the meal?

Is there a problem?

No.

You're focussing on something trivial.

The wine you ordered.

Pour.

Tonight, you and I are going out.

Sure, for Doña Blanca to catch us.

Doña Blanca has disappeared.

Your face needs cheering up.

It won't cheer up...

not even...

I don't know how.

You're in a state.

What's the matter?

He's getting married.

To Rosa Mari?

Yes.

Oh, dear.

Pedro is very fickle, I'm sure he'll change his mind.

No.

You like Adolfo, right?

Of course I do, he's nicer than a chocolate dessert.

Well then?

It's just that...

Pedro is...

Pedro.

There's only one thing to do.

- OK? - I won't go, however you ask.

But I'm not asking.

Lately you've changed so much. Are you going too far?

Shall we have some fun? A little!

A little.

You're real pain.

One more and we're off.

Yeah, right. As many as necessary, Rita.

Life is for living!

Enough is enough.

I'm the calamity queen, and look at me.

Happy as a clam.

That's it, laugh!

Let yourself go, be free.

Sing if you need to.

Everyone will hear you.

Well, I just don't care.

You know what? Let them hear me!

Get down, for God's sake.

I don't know if we started at the beginning.

The order doesn't alter the product, does it?

Well then, it's my turn to cook.

Who are you? What are you doing here?

No. Just a minute.

Who are you?

The tenant. Of this flat.

No, no.

The owner rented it to me tonight.

Is this the biggest pad in Madrid?

What?

No, everything is fine.

I got here first.

My girlfriend is coming.

Mine is here!

I've been waiting a year and a half for this moment.

Juan.

Enrique Otegui.

Nice to meet you.

Married?

Well...

What a lack of respect.

Out! Out!

Go!

- That's fine. - Thank you.

Excuse me a moment.

How can you remember details from 40 years ago?

There's a reason, I suppose.

I don't want to return to Cuba.

You don't have to.

I thought you'd rather I did.

The situation with Gloria makes you uncomfortable.

It's true.

It bothers me, but that's all.

The fact that I don't know why you've come

now of all times,

worries me quite a lot.

You already know.

I found out about the wedding...

Isabel. I know you.

Please, tell me the truth.

Emilio, I'm sick.

The doctors don't know how long I have left.

What is it?

Don't ask me to talk about it.

What's this?

War wounds.

Come on, get dressed before it gets late.

I could stay here.

Spend the night together.

I sleep alone.

You're right.

It's starting to get cold here.

Don't take it to heart.

It's my fault.

I went too fast.

You don't understand.

It's not about going fast or slow.

Speed doesn't matter, we're not going anywhere.

Try and understand,

we have fun together but...

That's all.

Blanca, we agree on that.

Good.

No misunderstandings.

None at all.

When I think about you...

because sometimes I do,

I picture you surrounded by luxury dresses, dummies...

Not at all.

- You should see our room. - Sounds good!

No! No, no, no...

- Goodnight. - Goodnight.

Ana.

What happened tonight?

- Well... - No, I don't want an explanation.

I just want you to know I'm here.

I'm here for you.

I can't solve your problems, that's up to you.

But if I can help you forget them...

To put that smile back on your face,

that's enough.

Believe me, you do.

Sometimes life is just difficult.

I know. I haven't had it easy either.

But you must be strong.

Go all out.

Forget everything else.

Believe in yourself, think of what you want and go for it.

And take me with you!

Thank you.

Good morning.

C'mon, wanna be with you every night! C'mon!

- Shush, shush, - OK.

Stop it, Rita, really.

That's enough of joking around.

Morning. I was looking for you.

Tonight we can...

What's up with her?

Some voice she has! Their eyes were popping out.

- No, I wanted to cheer her up. - Why?

Pedro's marrying Rosa Mari.

Good Lord...

Don't get like that.

Look!

Oh, it's disgusting!

- Do something, please. - That's the rat?

Any luck?

Nothing. What about you?

Not a thing.

Looking for this?

When I say "this", I mean the rat.

It's so cute... What are you doing?

Aren't you ashamed I had to catch it? Me, a poor defenceless woman.

You pair of twits!

Men exist because that's life, but you're useless!

Go on, get out of here! I don't want to see you!

You go first.

Hang on!

Adolfo.

I didn't... I didn't mean you just now.

I don't want to stop seeing you. If it were up to me,

I'd be with you all the time. That's impossible, but--

I'll leave you two alone.

Did you have to interrupt?

Great, kissing the maintenance guy.

My story is better.

I spent a wonderful night at Mateo's flat.

I burned the chicken, but breakfast worked out fine.

- I walked here like I was floating. - That far?

What? He lives just here.

He lives in San Camilo. I'm sick of writing his address on orders!

Hello, Clara. This is for you.

It's all that was missing last night.

Lovely.

You're a swine!

- Why? - That wasn't your flat.

- Listen, Clara-- - No, just tell me the truth

or these go on your grave.

Do you live in San Camilo?

Yes.

Morning. Any new designs arrived?

- No. - No.

Ana?

I was hoping you'd be here.

- Got the sketches? - I did them last night.

See what you think. There are some good ideas.

- This is... - What?

- This is... - What? What?

Let me see properly.

Amazing, Ana. I really like it.

This is what we are looking for. It has style, class...

We still have a lot of work ahead, but it'll make a great start.

- Well done. - Thanks.

Is it a good idea to work together?

I don't know, Ana,

but we really need you on board.

- We're adults. - Absolutely.

- The past is-- - We can start from scratch.

- A new start. - Right.

- You're the manager. - You're the designer.

Delighted to meet you. My name is Ana Ribera.

Delighted.

I called you with such haste to announce the new Airsa designer.

Ana Ribera.

I want Ana at my disposal.

- Excuse me. - Ana...

You look...

- great! - Thanks.

You like my designs, but not what I propose.

All I'm asking

is for it to be on budget.

The new designer is here, we have to meet him.

You hired one without consulting me?

You can't just do what you please.

We are working together, we don't have to be so formal.

I would prefer to be.

She found out the flat isn't mine.

- Had to happen. - Tell her the truth.

You and me, and a room together.

You'll sleep with him.

What if I do, is there a problem?

- Rita? - Why did you call me?

I'd like to clarify things

with you once and for all.

You can't take anything from me.

- Who do you think you are? - I own it all.

- I worked with your father. - What do you remember?

He could sacrifice anything to achieve his dreams.

Leave everything behind. Whatever the cost.

What is going on between you and my wife?

Have you decided to be her new best friend?

Bárbara is one of the most suspicious women I know.

We don't want her to know.

- Thanks for the fantastic night. - Thank you!

You picked me up, brought me to a beautiful restaurant...

and now you're bringing me home.

A kiss before going?