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I love my job.

I think I could go far.

You can do anything you set your mind to, I'm sure.

Clara is too good a prize to give up on.

That prize has been mine for a long time.

- Really? - Was yours...

Forgive me. I just want you to know what you mean to me.

It's too late.

Much too late.

Luisa, I can't come with you.

- I'm going to call the radio and cancel. - No.

It's OK. I'll go with you.

Father Cosme called and I told him they're not getting married.

- What? - The priest's on his last legs.

Anyway, he's cancelled the wedding.

If anyone knows of any lawful impediment,

- for this wedding not to go ahead... - I know of an impediment.

I love you.

Rita,

will you marry me?

Yes.

- I'm going to see Esteban. - Be careful.

Isabel is back from Cuba and she's told me everything.

If I'd known you were pregnant,

Nobody would have kept me from you.

I've had a wonderful evening. I hope that won't be all it is.

We can have two or three or all the evenings we want!

Cristina. I'm supposed to be meeting Ana but she's not here.

And I'm looking for Alberto.

What are you doing?

I don't want to argue now.

Sure, because in this marriage we always do what you want.

Carlos, wait! Please!

Tonight was important, Ana.

- For me as well. - You know what's important to you?

Alberto.

I'm really sorry. You have to believe me.

I want our relationship to move forward.

Ana Ribera, will you marry me?

I can't marry you.

I'm still in love with Alberto.

Doña Blanca, there's a man looking for you.

Esteban, what are you doing here?

I wanted to be the first to wish you good morning.

Mission accomplished.

Good morning.

Would you like to have breakfast with me?

I'd love to,

but I hope we won't need to catch a plane this time,

I have to be back in an hour.

- No. - Give me a minute.

You can't expect me to eat all this!

I wasn't sure what you liked.

It's not the most romantic place in the world,

but it's the closest one to the store.

And the more time I spend with you, the better.

Thank you.

All this is perfect, Esteban,

Like everything you do for me.

But the next time you come to pick me up,

you can come in instead of waiting at the door!

You'd be the talk of the staff.

I'm used to them talking about me,

and if it's because they see me happy, then all the better.

You know I'm persona non grata at the store?

Starting with Don Emilio and finishing with my nephew.

Why make things difficult?

With Isabel here, things are different.

She's opened all of our eyes,

including Don Emilio's.

It hasn't been easy to accept what type of person Rafael was.

We all see things very differently now.

Maybe in the future I'll try.

For now I've got a lot on my mind.

I'm travelling to Hong Kong.

I need to buy some fabrics for my company's catalogue.

Fabrics?

Raúl De la Riva is preparing his new collection,

and he's looking for new fabrics.

If you work things out with Alberto, you could offer them your catalogue.

I haven't dealt with my family in a long time.

I don't want to stir up the past.

Thank you, but it's not a good idea. At least for now.

Why not?

Because the only thing that interests me at the store is you.

Coffee?

Please. I haven't slept a wink.

- Is it Carlos? - I feel so guilty.

Join the cruel ex-girlfriend club!

Mateo isn't talking to you?

Well, he talks to me, but only about work.

That's when we see each other, I spend most of the day avoiding him.

- Am I doing it OK? - Better every day, Rita.

Really?

Time to throw the bouquet! Ready girls?

You're crazy!

These are zips! You could take someone's our eye out!

Don't be like that.

What do you expect? I have to practise for the big day.

Every day?

Yes.

As if my life weren't miserable enough,

my little sister's getting married before me.

Little? You're only nine months older.

So what? I'm still the older one,

and all eyes should be on me!

After your non-pregnancy,

you said you never wanted to get married.

Well that was before.

And now I've got so many ex boyfriends

it looks like I'm going to get left on the shelf.

Don't worry. I'll be there with you.

That's enough!

Look. You...

Carlos is very smart and handsome

but he's missing one thing, he's not Alberto.

It's a shame but you have to move on.

And you,

I'll admit I was starting to like Mr. Moustache,

but even with the way you are,

you deserve the best and if Mateo can't see that, then forget him.

You both did what you had to do.

You told the truth and sometimes the truth hurts,

but it doesn't make you bad people.

I suppose.

That's the spirit! Now let's go,

Jonás and Luisa need the bouquet for Doña Aurorita's dresses.

OK.

- It suits you! - It brings out my eyes!

- Yes. - Here!

Come on!

No, Socorro was the cow's name.

I thought if I called her by her name, she'd calm down,

but she got more nervous and came straight for me.

But I took the cape and gave her some championship moves!

Yeah right!

I bet you were on the floor after the first charge!

Not at all! The first, no!

Between you and me, it was the third!

I ended up totally black and blue.

But look!

Good morning.

How are touch ups going?

And the zips?

Here.

Why so nervous, Jonás?

Look at the time, if Don Emilio sees I'm not upstairs,

I'll be in for it.

See you later.

Are you going to tell us or do we have to torture you?

Tell you what?

About the way you've been gazing at each other since the night at the radio.

And that giggling.

And more gazing.

Something happened that night you're not telling us.

Of course something happened,

I went on the radio, forgot my lines and he helped me.

End of story!

You're so annoying!

Anyone believe her?

No!

- Wait! - Luisa!

Come here!

What's this?

"Singer Luisa Rivas shines in a spectacular Phillippe Ray".

It seems your dress caused quite a stir.

Since the magazine came out, everyone's been asking about it.

Who is this talented Phillippe Ray?

I don't know.

I didn't look at the label. What did you say he was called?

Phillippe what?

Girls, listen carefully.

I'm not going to let another designer outshine me.

So you'd better tell me who he is and where I can find him.

I don't have all day!

You either tell me or I'll have to find out for myself

which will be much worse.

He's a designer who...

A designer who...

What's so funny?

Look at your faces!

I know Phillippe Ray is you!

Where did you get that idea from?

I told him.

He caught me one night so I had to tell him.

Congratulations, girls! You're the new revolution!

They're Ana's designs. She deserves the praise.

No, it's all of ours!

And may so it remain!

But on your own time.

For the time being, you belong to Velvet.

And there's work to be done, so move it!

Keep it.

I know how excited you are, Phillippe.

Thank you.

This way, doctor.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

I didn't know Dr. Acosta was here. Is there anything wrong?

Just a check up. Nothing to worry about.

Alberto will be here soon,

I think we're having lunch together.

I didn't know.

I thought he'd told you.

We don't speak much lately.

I'm sorry if I'm robbing too much of his time, dear.

It's not my intention.

No, no, no.

Don't worry. It's not your fault.

Things were bad before you arrived.

Alberto was with another woman.

I'm so sorry, Cristina.

Sometimes I think it's my fault.

That I pushed him

into the arms of another woman because I ask too much of him.

He has so many responsibilities.

But honestly, all I want

is to be a good wife to your son.

I don't know what's wrong with him. He keeps shutting me out.

Isabel, our marriage is a mess.

In this short time,

you've gained Alberto's trust more than I ever have.

If you wanted,

maybe you could help us.

I don't think it's a good idea for me to get involved, dear.

I don't think it could get any worse.

I'll do what I can.

Really?

Thank you.

- You're welcome, dear. - Thank you.

Now it's happening.

Now it's happening.

With the money from Airsa and the sales over Christmas,

Velvet is stronger than ever.

Talking of Airsa, what about Ana? Will she go back to being a seamstress?

I'd like her to keep on designing.

She's proved she's ready.

That would be a step backwards.

Poor thing.

Plus, we'd be losing a big talent.

And you know better than anyone how much talent she has.

Yes.

And Raúl?

We'll think of something.

Let's make a toast!

Things are finally going our way!

No. You'll have to drink alone.

Refusing a drink? What's wrong?

- You know what's wrong. - Mateo.

She's still not talking to you?

It's not that. We've split up.

She was very clear. This time it's over.

What happened?

I'm a disaster and she's a drama queen, that's what happened.

For once I thought I'd found the one.

I even had a new house!

- A new house? - I haven't moved yet,

but you can sleep on my sofa whenever Cristina kicks you out.

For now, let's have a drink.

A toast. I won't take no for an answer.

- Hello. - Hello.

Could take your things off the desk when you've finished?

I'm going to need all the space myself.

- What are you talking about? - From now on this will be my office.

Are you crazy? You can't do that?

As a majority shareholder I can do whatever I like.

What's this about, Patricia?

I see you're settled in.

You had to behind this.

Enrique has nothing to do with it. It was my idea.

And I think it's a good idea, that's all.

Can you give me a minute with my sister, please?

Why? So you can try and convince her to--

Enrique, get out.

You honestly can't believe I made this decision by myself?

- Such little trust you have in me? - It's him I don't trust.

You shouldn't either.

At least he values me.

Do you really believe that?

Enrique will leave

as soon as you serve your purpose, just like your mother did.

At least my mother isn't an opportunistic nobody.

How dare you talk about my mother like that.

Alberto, I'll fight tooth and nail for what's mine.

Starting with this office.

Carlos.

Ana's probably in the workroom.

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

Alberto.

- Nothing. - Everything OK?

Perfectly.

- I'm not sure what she said. - Is it supposed to be this tight?

It's supposed to be tailored.

Carlos, what are you doing here?

I'm here to see you.

Just a moment,

I need to talk to you.

What you said caught me by surprise.

Can we go outside a moment?

I can't.

I've got a lot of work.

And I think I made things clear the other day.

I don't want to hurt you.

So then have a coffee with me,

so I'm not left with a bad taste in my mouth.

We'd better not, Carlos.

I already feel guilty enough.

It's better to leave it like this. Goodbye.

Wait, Ana!

Just ten minutes.

Wherever you like. Just one coffee.

Tomorrow, first thing at Pausa.

Thank you.

Are you OK?

Yes.

Ana.

I'll be right back.

Are you OK?

- Yes. - Are you sure?

What's wrong, Ana?

We split up a few days ago and...

it was the first time we'd seen each other since.

I'm sorry.

Whatever you need, I'm here for you.

I know, thank you, but I'd prefer not to talk about it.

Sure.

- How are the uniforms? - Great.

We'll be sending out the last batch in a few weeks.

Great, because I have plans for you.

I want you to keep designing.

If you want to, of course.

Of course I want to!

But is there room for Raúl and me?

Step by step, don't worry.

For now we have to finish those uniforms.

Thank you, Alberto.

- For everything. - You're welcome.

How's Isabel?

We really miss her round here.

She's doing better.

We're really connecting

and enjoying each other's company.

One step at a time.

I'm so glad!

- Send her my love, please. - I will.

- Hello. - Good morning, Don Alberto.

You're here early.

- Is lunch ready? - Yes, Madam. I'll bring it straight out.

I couldn't wait to leave the office.

How are you?

Fine. Why?

I don't want to bother you with my problems.

I'll worry more if you don't tell me.

This morning, Patricia made a power play.

She's decided she's going to manage the store.

Can she do that?

With Enrique's help, she can do whatever she likes.

No, that's not true.

Half of Patricia's shares come from her mother.

The only valid marriage here is mine and your father's,

so legally, the rightful owner of those shares is me.

Can we prove it?

Of course, if my marriage certificate is confirmed.

I'll look for the papers this afternoon.

There's something else I'd like you to do.

Of course, what?

About you and Cristina. I've been speaking to her.

She's in a bad way, son.

She's really suffering,

and you're making her suffer.

I'll talk to her.

I promise.

Alberto, hold the lift!

A small sprint and you're worn out!

You need to do more exercise, Mateo.

I still manage to beat you at tennis.

Don't get excited! I think you've beaten me once!

Why are you in such a good mood?

Have you forgotten about your sister's coup?

She thinks she's in the driving seat, but she couldn't be more wrong.

Gloria gave her the shares that she'd inherited as my father's wife.

But their marriage was never valid,

because my father never annulled his marriage to Isabel.

- That's fantastic news! - Fantastic.

If we can prove that the marriage isn't valid,

Patricia will lose half her shares

and I'll regain my position in the company.

Let me know when you're going to tell her. I wouldn't miss her face for the world.

Me neither.

Isabel! I didn't know you were coming.

I still have enough strength to surprise you!

You look beautiful. They must be looking after you.

- Yes. - Have you come to see Alberto?

I've come to see you. Alberto brought me here.

Shall we find somewhere quiet to have a chat?

Have a seat.

What is it?

The doctor told me this morning that I'm getting worse.

I don't think my heart will last out much longer.

Don't say that, Isabel.

It's the truth.

And now,

when I'm happier than I've ever been,

because life has given me back my son.

I thought I was...

prepared for this, but...

I'm terrified.

Terrified?

The strongest, bravest woman I know is terrified?

You've always been a fighter, Isabel.

Are you going to give up now?

No, you're not!

You'll get through this. Look at me, Isabel. Look at me.

I won't say goodbye to you,

not while you're still so beautiful.

And not until I get the mojito and the dance you owe me.

You still remember that?

We were just kids.

Aren't you ever going to forgive me?

Of course not. Promises are made to be kept.

Now go and get some rest.

We still have a lot of good times ahead.

Thank you, Emilio.

Promise me you'll come and visit me.

- At the Márquez house? - Yes.

Alberto suggested you come to dinner,

and I think it's a great idea.

It would be lovely.

As you long as you promise never to talk about goodbyes again.

I promise.

Thank you, Emilio.

Isabel!

- Why didn't you tell me you were coming? - Blanca.

The doctor won't let me out of the house very long.

How are you feeling?

OK.

How's Esteban? How's everything going?

- Very well. - Really?

I can't thank you enough.

I don't know how I've managed without him all these years.

Esteban is still the same charmer I fell in love with when I was a girl.

How wonderful to hear!

I'm very happy for you both.

Why don't you bring him here one day?

I haven't seen him in so long.

He'd love that too.

But the store is still off limits for him.

Don Alberto and he...

Well, and Don Emilio.

Maybe in the future.

Well, don't worry.

It's just a question of time.

I'll talk to Alberto.

Thank you, Isabel.

Sometimes I don't think I deserve so much luck.

Of course you do.

Hello!

What's a boy like you doing in a place like this?

And you?

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

Careful!

That was close.

If they catch us at it

- we'll be in for it. - They can say what they like,

we're practically husband and wife.

Well, not really...

We have to wait to get a date for the wedding.

It can't be that hard.

Rosa María went out and the very next day we had the church.

Rosa María must be the smartest girl in the village,

she calls father Cosme and gets a date just like that.

And if I told you that Father Cosme is better now?

What? When?

I don't know, but my mother's always at confession

and yesterday she told me that she'd seen him.

so maybe those bugs that he had have disappeared.

What if we use the date Rosa Mari got for you in the village?

Please!

Let's call him right now!

Let's go and call!

Wait, wait.

Are you sure?

And you?

- Call him! - OK!

Let's see if I remember.

OK.

Father Cosme?

Father Cosme, it's Rita.

Rita Montesinos,

Consuelo's daughter,

Angustias' niece.

Margarita, yes. Margarita.

Listen, I wanted to ask you something.

Do you remember that in a few days

you were going to officiate at Pedro and Rosa Mari's wedding?

Yes, them. Is the church still free?

Yes, I'll hold.

Yes?

It's free?

Then I'd like to book it.

No, no, no. Not for Pedro and Rosa Mari.

Well, Pedro Infantes is the groom,

but Rosa Mari's not the bride.

No, I'm not having you on. Listen...

Hello, Father Cosme, this is Pedro Infantes.

No, we didn't get married in the end.

No, things didn't work out with Rosa María.

But now I've found the best person in the world.

Yes.

No, Father Cosme, this isn't a joke.

I'm not taking the Mickey, Father Cosme.

Who cancelled it?

Father Cosme, you should be happy.

The most important thing

is that the faithful keep coming to church.

Anyone would think we were asking you to do something crazy!

All we want is to be joined in holy matrimony.

Calm down.

Yes, yes.

Good. We'll see you at church.

We're getting married, Pedro!

I've killed you. Are you OK?

- Better than ever. - Shall we carry on?

Yes.

We have to go!

One last kiss!

Turn off the machines!

I've always wanted to say that!

What is it? Why are you so happy?

We're getting married this weekend and you're all invited!

- Congratulations! - Thank you.

Thank you.

- Congratulations! - Thank you.

- Thanks! - Congratulations!

Rita.

Isn't it a bit soon?

- A bit. - Well, a lot to be honest.

But it doesn't matter. It's what we want, Ana.

Well if it's what you want, me too!

Congratulations!

What's going on here?

I'm getting married!

- Well, we're getting married! - What?

You're going to say it's a bit sudden.

- That we're crazy. - That we should think it through.

No, no, I won't say a thing. Nothing you do shocks me anymore!

So congratulations!

- Thank you. - And you say I'm the impulsive one!

- Thank you. - Not so close!

Sorry.

Tomorrow I'm going to the village to prepare

- and you're coming with me. - Tomorrow?

That's impossible. I can't go tomorrow.

I have to finish off all the uniform orders.

But I wouldn't miss the wedding!

You can't prepare a wedding overnight, there's so much to do.

The village isn't that near.

Clara, you have to help with the preparation,

you know how mother gets.

- She's on the verge of a meltdown. - She'll end up ruining the wedding.

You think Mateo will give me time off?

- Ask him! - I've already told mother!

I bet she's got the whole village...

In a state, knowing her.

Saying it's the same boyfriend, different daughter,

everything's fine with us, you've got your own boyfriend.

Not anymore. We should tell her.

Thanks for cheering me up, sis!

What did I say?

Sorry, we're a bit excited.

We're really excited!

- I'm so happy for you. - Thank you.

Oh, Rita.

- Look, Don Raúl. - Raúl, you're invited too.

- Pedro and I are getting married! - In the village.

- This weekend. - So soon?

We know the village isn't the height of fashion,

- but you can't beat the food. - Can you come?

But this weekend...

I'd love to be at your wedding

and discover your regional customs and songs,

but I'm leaving for Paris tomorrow.

I have to buy fabrics for the collection.

Well at least come to my hen party tonight.

I have an unavoidable appointment tonight.

A classic that can't be changed.

But I promise when you get back,

I'll show you what a real party is!

And you too!

We'll take you at your word.

So, tonight will be ladies' night then.

You can go out with Jonás.

OK, no problem.

Jonás really wanted to throw me a stag party.

- Don't go too crazy. - Don't worry.

You're going to be so happy.

Don't cry, please.

If I start crying,

the floodgates open and I can't stop!

No, no.

It's OK!

- You're going to be so happy. - Yes, you said.

Come in.

Don Emilio,

I've got something huge to tell you.

Pedro, as you can see, I've taken my shoes off,

I've taken my jacket and tie off,

I've undone my shirt and waistcoat,

and I was about to savour this glass of anise.

Please, tell me why you think I should interrupt this relaxing moment.

Because I'm marrying Rita!

- In three days! - What?

Can't you stop thinking about getting married

even for a few weeks?

I really love her.

I really love Rita.

I loved Rosa Mari too,

but it was more like when you love a friend.

Not just a friend, I mean she is the mother of my child.

But at the end of the day she's my friend.

Aren't you happy for me?

Of course I'm happy, Pedro!

Knowing you like I do,

I knew this would happen, just not so soon.

You've outdone yourself this time!

No, no. Pedro, no crying please!

Crying no! Please.

I've been holding it in all day.

- What? I can't understand you! - I've been trying not cry all day.

I'm just so happy, Don Emilio.

- So you'll want some days off. - Yes, that's why I came.

But Rita, we've hardly any time to prepare.

Well,

we don't need much time actually.

What's this?

- My wedding. - Your wedding?

Yes.

I've been dreaming about my wedding day since I was little.

And well, I've had a lot of years to dream.

Rita, you've never showed me this.

Everything's here:

the church, the flowers, the music, everything. No detail missed out.

Even the menu.

A long and a short one. Because you never know.

And the dress?

Here.

Let's see.

This is a Belategui,

- it's beautiful. - Really gorgeous.

Shame I don't have time to copy it or money to buy it.

So you're not going to get married in your dream dress?

Even if it's in my mother's old dress, I'm getting married in three days!

Unless Lucifer fires me for being late!

- Ladies! - Speak of the Devil.

Let's go.

- Don't tell, OK? - No.

I know you two.

Well, well, Miss Phillippe Ray.

What are you working on

for your best friend's wedding dress?

I wish I was,

but I've just found out her dream

is to get married in a Belategui.

A country bumpkin with good taste!

The problem is,

we have no time to make it and no money to buy it.

So she'll have to make do with something cheaper.

No! There's nothing sadder than a badly dressed bride.

We've got her mother's dress as a last resort.

If I take some lace and beads with me, I can do something when I get there.

How awful!

I may be missing the wedding, but I think there's something I can do

to make Rita feel like the most beautiful bride in the world.

Clara, listen.

Talking to yourself, Mateo?

You are heartbroken, aren't you?

How do you know?

I heard a rumour, and you've just confirmed it.

- Are you enjoying yourself? - No.

No, Mateo, not at all. I feel very sorry for you.

Just when you get a new house, you get dumped.

Who would've thought?

She seemed so interested. But don't you worry.

I'm sure you'll find another one soon.

And with more class.

Laugh, Mateo! You have to take these things lightly.

I hope you feel the same in a minute.

- What do you mean? - Enrique and Patricia.

They're having a meeting.

- Darling, we weren't expecting you. - Get out.

Hello, Bárbara. Are you going to throw me out of my own office?

Take a seat and wait.

- What's she talking about, Enrique? - Let me explain.

From today I work here and I decide who stays and who goes, and you're going.

Well? The store is full of clothes for you to buy.

If your husband pays for them that is.

Did I say something I shouldn't?

Bárbara.

Bárbara.

I won't let that tart treat me like this time and again.

Tell me,

are you still sleeping with her?

I want to know all the details. Where?

- On the floor, on the sofa? - Enough.

- On the table? - Enough. It's a strategy.

- A simple business strategy. - A strategy?

I need to keep her close so I can control her. It's good for the family.

Yes, anything for the Oteguis. You fornicating all day

so you wife can wear those marvellous furs.

I don't want her here. Not so close to you.

I don't care what you want. I can't get rid of her.

Well if she can't leave, then we will.

I can't leave either. My father wants to keep me here.

You only listen to your father when it suits you.

None of this would've happened if we'd stayed in San Sebastian.

If you say so.

So, tomorrow we're going home.

If the girls are having a party then so are we.

Plus, I've got it all planned.

First, the Pausa to warm up and then wherever the night takes us.

But something low-key. I can see you're really keen,

- but I'm not so sure. - No, no.

I won't take no for an answer.

Cousin...

Fine, we'll have a stag do. But just you and me.

Not just you and me, I'm sick of the sight of you!

Ask Juan, Ignacio, whoever you like.

But men only, I know you...

you'd want to turn up with Rita!

OK.

- See you at ten at the door. - Ten.

- Men only. - Men.

Men, men.

Cristina, this is delicious. Isn't it, Alberto?

Yes.

Elvira has always been indispensable in this house.

No, he's right.

I can't even fry an egg.

Cristina asked me which dish I missed most from Cuba

and here it is.

Thank you.

- A pleasure. - Very thoughtful of you.

Thank you, Cristina.

How did it go at the store?

Very well.

I said goodbye to all the girls,

and had a chat to Blanca. By the way,

did you know she is back together with your uncle Esteban?

With Esteban?

- Yes. - Is he in Madrid?

Yes.

They were together many years,

then your father split them up

and now I've reunited them.

I wanted to ask you a favour, Alberto.

I know it might sound strange all of a sudden,

but why don't you call your uncle one day?

He works for a large textile importer.

I think it could be interesting for the store.

I thought Rafael kicked Esteban out?

Yes, well...

I don't want to bring up your father again.

- Just think about it, son. - Of course.

I think I'll go to bed,

today has worn me out.

I'll take you up.

No, no, please. Sit down.

You must have a lot to talk about.

- Are you sure? - I'm sure.

Good night.

- Good night, Isabel. - Good night.

She's really sick, Cristina.

Not the best person to go crying to.

She told me you spoke to her this morning.

Alberto, how can you be so selfish?

I've been trying to get closer to you for weeks.

I spend my days at home looking after your mother.

You want me to feel guilty

because I had a little cry on her shoulder?

I'm trying to make her last days as happy as possible,

and you're complaining to her about our problems.

Forgive me for trying to save this marriage.

Don Emilio, how are you?

Ready for whatever you and Pedro have to throw at me.

You're coming?

Pedro insisted and so if it makes him happy, I'll come.

- Shall we? - Yes, let's.

Really? Don Emilio?

He's our boss! He'll be drunk after the first drink

and we'll have to bring him home.

It's my party, and I choose who comes.

Don't be a party pooper, we're going to have fun!

Don Emilio has something neither of us have.

- What? - Common sense.

- Do they suit you? - What do you think?

Oh, for goodness sake!

Ha ha, very funny!

- I look funny. - Let's see.

Here.

Thanks.

Last glass, OK?

What do you think Pedro and Jonás are up to?

- His cousin worries me more... - Well...

But since Jonás is Luisa's "whatever he is", he's calmed down.

Are you still going on about Jonás and I?

What? Pedro loves you. No need to worry.

I know, but I miss him.

Since we've been going out we always say goodnight to each other.

My God, Rita, you're so cheesy! It's only one night!

You're going to have the rest of your lives, 'til death do you part.

This is the worst party ever!

And no men... this is what we have to look forward to.

You're missing the master of ceremony!

Raúl!

Good grief, I thought this was a party.

What is this? How sad! Take your curlers out, we're going.

- What? - Where?

It's late and look at us!

Remember my inescapable appointment?

- Yes. - Well it's all set up

and you're coming with me.

So I want you outside in eight minutes.

Finally, a knees-up!

Let's go!

- Belategui's coming to the party. - Seriously?

We'll get him to give us the dress for the wedding.

Oh, yes, yes!

- Rita, please! - What?

Anyone would think you had a funeral rather than your wedding.

I don't know if I'm in the mood for a party.

We'll get you in the mood, Rita. Don't worry!

This is your last night as a single lady!

Come on, Rita, please.

What do you think Pedro and his cousin are doing?

Telling love stories and drinking coffee?

That was it.

I stood aside,

took myself out of the equation,

so they could be happy.

They got married the same day I was going to marry her.

The same day.

Now I have Isabel back by my side,

the only thing I want

is to spend more time with her.

Just a bit more.

That story is...

beautiful.

Isn't it?

- I've got something in my eye! - Waiter!

Three whiskeys, please.

Don Emilio, you can't expect us to be in high spirits after that story!

No, of course not. We'll make a toast.

Let's make a toast.

If I've told you this,

it's because I don't want you to make the same mistake as me.

So, Pedro, congratulations, you're a brave man.

And you, next time you see Luisa,

tell her how you feel.

Go for it! You've got nothing to lose.

Nothing to lose, but I might gain a slap.

Then at least you'll know. Trust me,

with love, there's no time for messing about.

A toast. To Pedro.

Pedro the First, the insistent!

The first of us to overcome the fear of time.

Who's our divine ruler?

Dionysos.

And Raúl De la Riva!

Víctor!

I wouldn't have forgiven you if you hadn't come!

Not come?

Víctor, my Velvet girls. Velvet girls, Víctor.

Please.

His house, his party.

- You have a beautiful house. - Thank you.

Have an unforgettable night!

Well, welcome to the other side of Madrid.

Mingle, have fun and above all...

Live!

- Thank you. - Make yourself at home.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

What do you think?

I love it! I've always loved fancy dress parties.

Decorate yourself, woman!

I'm going to put this here, like this.

Good evening.

Watch carefully, because the party is never what it seems.

I've just seen him.

I've seen Belategui. I'll be right back.

A toast!

Here, Luisa, you haven't had any yet. Do we all have a glass?

Go on then, the toast!

I've never told you this,

but when I came to Madrid

I spent the whole journey crying my eyes out.

I was there, she didn't stop sobbing for a minute!

Yes, well...

I was sad to leave my parents

and I thought we were going to be lonely.

But then when I got here,

I met Luisa

in the entrance hall,

and then my roommate.

And I wanted to say,

that even though things are changing,

you'll always be my family.

Nothing can ever change that.

I love you all, girls.

And we love you Rita.

I still remember when I saw you come into the room,

with that box full of chorizo and pancetta!

Look how far we've come!

To the Velvet girls.

And to you and Pedro, Rita.

To you and Pedro. May you be eternally happy!

Thank you.

I love you girls!

It would suit you down to the ground.

Mr. Belategui.

The very same.

And you are...?

I saw you applauding like a maniac in the front row of my last show.

Don't pretend you didn't!

An extraordinary collection, by the way.

I know, thank you.

Your latest designs aren't bad either.

But if you'll allow me to say,

there's nothing like the 55 Orchid.

A classic.

A real classic.

Raúl De la Riva praising the competition.

You're up to something.

You got me.

- I need that classic. - You're getting married?

Are you kidding?

No. It's for a friend.

She's found her Romeo and the wedding's is imminent.

Tell her to stop by tomorrow. We'll take her measurements.

That won't be necessary. She can do the fitting herself.

You think I'm going to leave my design in the hands of just anyone?

Rita isn't just anyone.

She's one of Velvet's best seamstresses,

an example of fashion in this country.

You want me to give you a dress for one of your seamstresses?

That is funny.

She wants to be the most beautiful bride ever.

She may be a seamstress but she still has dreams.

What would become of us if women didn't dream?

It's a touching speech,

but some things are only available to the privileged.

That's why we call them privileges, dear.

That's not true!

No, no!

This party if full of handsome men

and not one of them has tried it on. What a disaster.

Clara, I don't think any of us

are the type these men would be interested in.

They don't know what they're missing.

I'll be right back, girls.

We don't have the dress.

- What? Why? - That imbecile believes

that his dresses are too good for a simple seamstress.

That's life, Ana.

Haute couture is only created for a small group of women.

Not all beautiful, but all rich.

And with long-winded surnames.

Belategui owes all his creations

to the talents of seamstresses just like Rita.

Or is he the only designer to do all the work himself?

You sound like a politician!

This isn't right. I'm going to talk to him.

Mr. Belategui?

- And you are? - A simple seamstress,

- Ana Ribera. - Don't tell me,

You're the famous Juliet?

De la Riva forgot to tell me the bride was to be reckoned with.

You may be pretty but I'm far from being interested.

No dressmaker is going to wear one of my designs.

I'm not that dressmaker.

She's one of the best seamstresses at Velvet.

De la Riva was captivated from the first time he saw her thread a needle.

How sweet.

It's a shame you haven't met,

because I'm sure if she met you,

she'd forget her ridiculous idea of wearing one of your designs

on the most important day of her life.

You're contemptible.

Look, Miss,

if you find me so contemptible

and you don't want a dress for your wonderful seamstress friend,

I don't know why we're still talking

when we could be enjoying this magnificent party.

Times have changed, Mr. Belategui,

and your short-sightedness won't allow you to see

the fantastic women you have in your workroom as customers.

Without whom your career wouldn't have been the same.

But you'll never admit that.

Ana.

Wait.

My head's going to explode.

Where's my sister?

Sleeping. I didn't get a wink of sleep with her snoring.

- But it was worth it. - Yes.

Any news about the dress?

Belategui has the measurements.

But you won't be able to take it to the village with you.

I'll bring it with me tomorrow.

- Don't say anything, will you? - No! We'll let her suffer to the end!

When she realises she doesn't have to wear Mum's dress...

- She'll be the happiest bride on earth! - I'm so happy! She really deserves it.

So do we, but look at us,

all alone.

And now I've got to beg my ex for two days off.

And I've got to go and meet Carlos,

he's waiting to talk to me.

I hope it goes well.

Good luck with Mateo.

Mateo, can we talk a moment.

Of course. What is it?

Well, I have to tell you something important.

It might sound strange,

It's never too late, is it?

Of course, I agree.

I thought maybe me turning up like this,

after everything that's happened,

you might tell me to get lost.

Not at all. It's better to talk about these things.

We can't let our quarrels get in the way.

Absolutely.

How silly,

I thought I'd open my mouth and you'd tell me no straight away.

Please. We're civilised people after all.

I'm so glad to hear you say that.

Don't worry. Now what is it?

I want to take two days off.

- What? - Rita's getting married.

Suddenly, and I wanted to go to the village

to help her prepare.

Wait, that's what you wanted to talk to me about?

Yes, and I wasn't sure

because, well...

after our break up, I wasn't sure it was appropriate.

Well no, it's not very appropriate.

But then you said that about being civilised people...

Thank you for everything, Mateo.

You've reminded me why I was so in love with you.

What?

It will only be two days. I'll be back on Monday.

Hello.

You look lovely.

Thank you.

I'm so exhausted.

Last night was a long night.

I haven't slept for days either.

I saw Alberto yesterday.

You haven't told him we split up?

I don't owe him any explanations. He has his own life, I have mine.

Yet you're still in love with him.

Carlos, you're the best thing that's happened to me these past months.

I don't want you to think I was lying to you.

I swear, every moment we've spent together,

I've tried so hard to love you.

And you will.

I fell in love with you the first time I saw you,

maybe you need more time, it's normal.

I've already been very patient, I can wait a bit longer.

No.

No what?

Didn't you say I'm the best thing in your life lately?

I thought I'd forgotten about Alberto, but I can't.

Then you'll be unhappy all your life, Ana.

Alberto is married and has forgotten about you. You should do the same.

I'm giving you the chance to be happy,

to start from scratch.

Thank you for everything, but I think I'd better be going.

No. You can't leave me!

I'm sorry.

Ana.

I'm sorry. I'm very tired.

I didn't sleep well.

- Carlos, let me go. You're scaring me. - I love you.

Let me go.

Kill me please. Put me out of my misery.

If I'd known Don Emilio was such a heavy drinker

I wouldn't have invited him.

How are the drunkards?

Do you have to shout?

- I'm not shouting. - You're shouting.

- Luisa, you're shouting. - You're in a bad way.

Not that bad. We're men.

I feel sick, I'm going to the toilet.

My cousin's always been weak.

How was yesterday?

How did you end the night?

Snoring in the corridor?

Don't laugh at me.

Listen, Luisa.

Do you want to go to the wedding with me?

With you in your car?

With me as in...

not as my girlfriend,

not my girlfriend,

but you know.

We'll go to the church together,

sit next to each other

and you'll only dance with me.

Only with you?

Well, you can dance with the girls.

With the girls and with Pedro.

Maybe Don Emilio too.

Then you can't dance with any other girl.

With the boys you can.

And with Rita. And with Rita's mother.

That's OK, not with the mother.

OK, it's a deal.

It's a deal.

Yes!

I'll get it, Elvira.

Very well, Madam.

Bárbara, thanks for coming.

I've come to say goodbye.

What?

Me and the baby are going back to San Sebastián, forever.

Is this another one of your games?

No, this time I'm really going. And your brother too.

Enrique's leaving?

Yesterday I gave him an ultimatum.

Bárbara, are you sure you want to do this?

I can't get rid of Patricia,

so I have to get him away from that slut.

What?

I don't care who hears me.

My brother's an idiot.

I'll miss you so much.

Me too.

I have a lot to organise.

So many baby things, I don't want the maid to forget anything.

Bárbara,

I'll come with you.

What do you want?

You've spoken to Bárbara.

Did you think I wouldn't find out?

History repeating itself.

Don't you see you're nothing more than a pawn

in Bárbara's games?

- I'm her best friend. - No.

You're just the gossip she tells everything to

so you'll tell father and he'll sort out all our problems.

If I tell father

you're still sleeping with Patricia, your days here are numbered.

This time it's different.

Are you in love?

No.

I leave love to...

simpler folk.

All I want from Patricia are her shares in the company.

I've given her the importance that no one else has, including your husband.

I listen to her,

she does what I want.

I can't believe you'd make your wife suffer so much

and manipulate people just for money.

Welcome to the real world.

If you opened your eyes, you'd realise that your situation

isn't so different from mine.

And if not, ask father. Or your husband.

What are you insinuating?

Let's see.

You spent half your life in love with Alberto

and he agrees to marry you

just when he's about to lose the store.

Has it really never occurred to you?

Save your sermon for Alberto.

Where is your sister rushing off to?

A small emergency.

- Everything OK? - Fine.

Are you nervous?

Why?

It's not every day you have a date.

With Emilio?

- It's not a date. - OK, OK!

So why are you buying a new dress?

I'm not going to buy anything.

- Isabel. - Yes.

You look beautiful.

- Is it from Cuba? - Yes.

It's very old... a relic!

I knew you'd fix it perfectly.

One more minute and we're done.

Yesterday I spoke to my son about Esteban.

Don't look at me like that. He understood completely.

If his uncle calls him, he'll be well received.

You're an angel.

Not quite!

Yes.

The only friend I've had in a long time.

- Doña Blanca? - My God!

- Doña Blanca. - He can't see it.

- No? - No.

I'm sorry, now's not a good time, Don Emilio.

What's going on in there?

Nothing! A surprise for this evening, Emilio!

I'm sorry.

He gets everywhere!

The Paris order is ready.

We just have Rome and Athens left.

Very good.

Ana.

Are you OK?

A bit tired.

It's normal. Break ups aren't easy.

And Carlos?

He's finding it hard to accept.

Sorry to interrupt.

Ana, you have a phone call. It's Carlos.

Carlos, I found her. I'll pass you over.

- Yes, Carlos? - Ana.

I just wanted to apologise.

I shouldn't have spoken to you like that.

Don't worry, it's forgotten. But please, don't call me again.

Ana, you can't leave me like this.

Please, why don't we talk?

No, Carlos.

There's nothing more to say.

Look, I know what I did at Pausa was wrong.

But I'm not like that.

I need to see you Ana, please.

Please.

- This afternoon... - I'm downstairs.

In the phone box. Just a minute.

Where are you going?

To put an end to this, Clara.

Clara, what's going on?

I'm worried about Ana. It's Carlos.

Ana.

- Carlos, no. - Forgive me.

I've acted like a fool.

I forgive you, but I can't accept the flowers.

We're not a couple anymore.

I'm sorry, but I don't love you.

Don't be silly, Ana.

- Ana, why did you come down here? - Carlos, let me go.

Because you love me, because you care about me.

Stop denying it.

Carlos, you're hurting me.

I know I can make you happy, just give me another chance.

Carlos, please, let me go.

- Let me go! You're hurting me. - Let her go!

Go back to your wife. This is between Ana and me.

She loves me. There's nothing you can do about it.

- Let her go, Carlos. - Let me go.

Alberto, no!

Alberto!

No!

Please!

Please!

Stay away from her,

- you hear me? - Rot in hell!

You ruined her life once

- and you'll do it again. - Don't listen to him.

Don't listen to him. Come on.

Alberto, forget it.

- Let me see. - Don't touch me.

Let me help you.

- You're bleeding. - I don't want you to help me, Ana.

Please, leave me alone.

Please.

I won't hurt you.

I'm surprised a woman of your upbringing doesn't know how to knock.

This is the third time, Bárbara.

I'm surprised to see you're wearing underwear.

Ladies, please.

Enrique, shall we go?

I'm not going to San Sebastian.

Don't be silly, everything's ready.

I'm not leaving just because of one of your tantrums.

Very well.

If that's your decision,

you'll never see us again. Not me or your daughter.

Don't try and blackmail me.

This is my place.

You should know yours too.

You're right.

How will you explain your whole family abandoning you?

I can't wait to see your father's reaction.

I know this is your way of doing things,

but I'm tired of it.

So maybe it's not such a bad idea

to separate for a while.

You son of a bitch.

Goodbye, Bárbara.

You're so sexy when you're angry.

I'm going to sink you,

you whore.

Bárbara.

What's wrong?

It's over.

It's over. I can't take any more.

I've left Enrique.

I'm leaving with the baby. He doesn't care about us.

Nobody cares about us.

Don't say that.

Mateo, I can't go back to my parent's house.

I'm homeless. I don't know what to do or where to go.

Wait, wait.

You can stay with me.

Here. You'll stay with me.

I'm sure you'll work it all out in a few days.

Don't cry.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Welcome. Welcome to Varadero.

Late but still in time.

Now you'll have to forgive me.

- You're unique, Isabel. Unique. - To you.

To you.

Delicious.

I had the hardest times of my life in Cuba,

but also the happiest.

And whenever I think of the happy times, you're there by my side.

Always.

So this is the best way to say goodbye.

Hang on, we had a deal remember?

Yes,

but I tricked you.

Emilio,

I want you to take special care of my son.

Your son proved long ago

that he knows how to look after himself.

Yes, but I'm talking about my son and your niece.

Rafael was against their relationship and you were too.

They love each other.

Let them have what we denied ourselves.

I was trying to remember the last time you told me you loved me.

It wasn't hard to work out.

Never.

I thought that behind those sad eyes

there was some love for me.

But I was wrong, wasn't I?

You married me for my father's money.

Trying to save my brother's marriage,

I discovered that ours was a farce.

I never meant to hurt you.

That doesn't make me feel better, Alberto.

Believe it or not, I've tried to make this work too.

Now what do we do?

What do we do, Alberto?

Because you've obviously stopped trying.

But this...

this is for life.

Isabel! Isabel! Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Emilio.

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

Isabel.

- Call the doctor! - Yes, Sir.

Isabel.

Isabel.

Isabel.

Isabel.

Isabel.

You can see her now.

It must have been a hell of a date.

Your father did a wonderful job with you.

I don't want you to live with resentment.

You...

are free.

This isn't goodbye.

Listen to me.

Whatever it takes,

fight for Ana.

Promise me you will.

I fought

for my happiness

and I found you.

Fight for yours.

I promise.

Mother.

I'm leaving incredibly happy.

She went peacefully.

With her son by her side.

When this is over, you'll see things differently.

I'm not going to change my mind, Cristina.

I don't want you to get your hopes up.

Why don't you love me, Alberto?

Why don't you love me after all I've done for you?

After all I've done to save this marriage?

I'm in love with someone else.

Did you really think you could treat me like a fool?

You can forget having any influence in this company from now on, Enrique.

Alberto, I know I've behaved badly towards you lately,

but I want you to know I'm sorry.

Enrique is a pest. If you want, things can change.

The shares Gloria gave you don't belong to you.

I'm going to make sure I get back what's mine, Patricia.

Tomorrow's my wedding day,

the groom isn't here and you are talking about hairpins!

Don't exaggerate, Rita, I left my make-up bag in Madrid.

It's the worst thing that could have happened to you.

You're unbelievable!

- What are you looking at? - One wedding leads to another...

Aren't I lucky?

I'm Eusebio Herrera, music producer.

In a few weeks I'm starting a tour

around the country with a group of artists and I want you to join us.

Why don't you stay?

I'll make some coffee and you can keep me company.

- We're almost there! - Look at the road!

Brake! Brake!

Your sister's marrying your boyfriend and you happy as Larry.

Where's Father's shotgun?

Quick, shoot me.

- I told her the truth, Mateo. - But why now?

Because I made a promise,

and I'm planning on keeping it.