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Oxford thinks that they've destroyed us but we'll bounce back stronger than ever.

-With the union of two geniuses, Raúl. -Me, sharing my name...

Phillipe Ray is Ana?

She's been designing for another shop, but now they want her here.

Can Rita and I help with the sewing?

Is it a good idea?

You're going to make history.

Come on, you knew that was going on.

Now you need to become pregnant.

For that reason, I've prepared a surprise for you tonight.

How can I choose? I don't know any of them.

Cristina, get serious about becoming pregnant,

or it'll look premature.

Clara, I'm really sorry.

Why? It's not your fault. It's their problem.

What's more, he's cute.

Víctor! I'm Clara. Hello.

We'll be spending a lot of time together.

Don't you worry, we'll get on fine.

You dropped this.

"Take a dip at Malvarosa beach"

"Ballroom dancing"

Bárbara and I will design the jewellery collection.

Look at you working, Bárbara. Who would've guessed.

At least we'll be far from your office.

Oh, you don't have one.

My mother's coming!

Rita and my mother get on like a house on fire.

How was the journey?

It was long. I'm too old for all that.

Don't say that, you're better than ever.

You've put on weight.

Don Esteban should be here already.

Yes, he called to apologise. He had a medical emergency.

A medical emergency?

Thanks for the advice,

but my life is complicated.

Tell Don Emilio, you'll get yourself fired.

Phillipe Ray

is Ana.

What's wrong?

Alberto and Ana are lovers.

I don't believe it.

How didn't I realise? I work with them all the time.

With Ana!

Why are you surprised?

She's been after this ever since she left the village.

What are you going to do now, Cristina?

Pregnant?

Nothing.

Alberto doesn't want me back.

At least he wants to take care of the baby.

So he should. He can't get out of that one.

Sweetheart,

I'm sure you and Alberto will get back together.

He'll think things over.

In the meantime, we're by your side.

Thank you.

No.

Don't thank me yet.

I have something to do first.

Hello.

Here are the designs. I tried to show you yesterday,

but what with all the tap dancing...

Hello, Ana.

Hello, Phillipe.

Hello, Raúl.

Hello, Raúl.

Why didn't I realise sooner?

Cristina told me everything.

We didn't tell you because we wanted to--

What about you?

With poor Cristina

expecting your child...

It's none of your business.

That's crap!

Tell me how I'm supposed to work for somebody who I don't believe in.

To design a collection with somebody who I can't even look in the eye.

After all this time together,

the laughs, the trust...

You've been lying to me.

Even in Paris.

I feel cheated.

Listen to our story.

Your story disgusts me.

Your story?

Your betrayal.

I'm glad you're such a fan of Phillipe Ray,

because you'll need to do his part of the collection without my help.

I thought that when Enrique Otegui left the store

I could trust people again, but I see that it's impossible.

Hello, Raúl.

Raúl!

What's wrong with him?

-Raúl, please listen. -I'm in a hurry.

-If you listened to Cristina-- -Don't you dare compare yourself to her.

Cristina is a lady, a victim.

Your victim!

She wouldn't be capable of doing what you've done.

Have you already forgotten what she did to you?

There are two sides to every story.

You'll tell me now? Why didn't you before?

I've spent months by your side.

I've told you my secrets, my weaknesses. I've told you everything.

I thought that you were my friend.

Nothing, he won't listen to me.

What do we do now?

I don't know.

Phillipe Ray... can you believe it?

Now that you mention it, his dresses always were a bit drab.

Bárbara, please...

What? He's hardly Givenchy.

First she got Alberto, and now she wants the store too.

Who does she think she is?

Now Raúl is on our side,

she'll be on a bus back to Villa Marrana soon enough.

-I don't believe it. -What?

Have you seen the time?

The meeting with Valentín Alcocer is unplanned!

Cristina, we've still got three hours, plenty of time...

No, Bárbara!

To secure our position in the company,

we must show that we're more talented than Phillipe Ray.

Just saying the name makes me nauseous.

That will make it easier to fake the pregnancy.

Although soon you won't have to.

Here.

What's this?

Miguel Serrano's phone number.

He wasn't at the party, but he's got a thing for you.

He's married.

And you're not?

Call him, Cristina.

He wants you and you need him.

Where are you going? We need to work.

-Victor. -Sorry. I was...

In three hours, the...

I know. The meeting with Valentín Alcocer Alcocer,

the late Vicente Alcocer's son.

Providers of precious stones.

Good quality, at a better price.

-Did you want something? -Yes.

We need coffee, water and some cakes from the Miranda bakery.

Forgive me,

but is it far away? I've been robbed, you see.

I don't have a car at the moment.

Call them and say they're for Cristina Otegui and they'll deliver them.

The bakery is called...

Miranda.

Thank you. Anything else?

Yes...

Calm down.

-It's my first day and I'm a little... -It's mine too.

I'd never have guessed.

Exactly.

That's exactly what I need from you.

Clara, I need the number for... The Miranda Bakery.

The Miranda Bakery...

The cakes are as expensive as they are rotten.

But if the ladies like them...

How's your first day going?

Not bad, I just hope it won't be my last.

I'm sure it won't be. Here.

Thank you.

-Can I have one of those? -Of course...

It's from last year, but it'll be handy for dealing with those witches.

Witches?

They don't seem that bad to me. Not Doña Cristina anyway.

They're like those predators that strike when you least expect it?

It's not just me who says it. Ask in the workshop if you like.

-The workshop? -Don't you know where it is?

You really are new. Come with me.

The meeting's in three hours.

In three hours we'll be really close.

This is where the magic happens.

It's easy to get lost here at first,

but after two days you'll be fine.

Two? With my sense of direction I'll need two weeks

and two years for Madrid itself... or two thousand.

I know...

Rita, come here.

This isn't like Valladolid at all.

At least I can stay with my uncle until I get used to it here.

Great, that way you can avoid a curfew.

I share a room with my cousin.

He can show you the fun side of Madrid.

-My cousin? -What? Is he really boring?

He's three years old.

That's funny.

Rita! This is Victor. He's the new secretary...

for Doña Bárbara and Doña Cristina.

Poor thing.

If I were you, I'd come to work with some garlic and a stake,

just in case.

It seems that hatred is a family trait.

-Pleased to meet you. -And you. Welcome.

Where's Pedro? They need to meet to decide about the post.

Pedro's at Doña Concha's constant beck and call.

No post, no parcels, nothing.

Just her.

-Is she your boss? -Worse. My mother-in-law.

Want to meet her?

You could take her away. Far away.

You'll meet her later. Come on.

You could at least have asked for one day off.

Your mother doesn't come often.

I told you, I don't have any more days to take, mother.

You took them when Rita told you to.

It was my wedding day!

Everybody has their preferences.

What are you doing?

Moving the towels.

They're easier to reach here.

No, no, don't touch that. Rita has it all organised.

-Really? -Yes.

Then why is there no free space here?

Because you've filled it with your clothes.

Look, son., if I'm bothering you I'll go.

No, no, no. Don't go.

The towels are fine there.

And socks are better in this draw.

No, not in that draw!

It's already full.

Is this what women wear for their husbands nowadays?

This is fashionable!

With whom? The ladies of the night?

-Mother! -Forgive me, son, forgive me.

It's lovely...

and very soft.

Even though it's a filthy thing.

Can your favourite nephew have one of those?

I don't know...

It took you long enough to come see me.

If I don't see you your mother will have a fit.

You're skinny as a rake.

Nobody here makes croquettes like you and it's starting to show.

Auntie Concha, Pedro and I have work to do And we have to do... that thing.

-That thing? -That thing.

Oh, that thing!

-What are you playing at? -Don Emilio is out of his room.

So?

Now's the time to go in.

Why? Why?

To get the list of things that he wants to do.

If we manage one he'll forgive us.

No, stop.

Don Emilio is very angry with us.

It's a bad idea to sneak into his room.

If he catches us, he'll kill us.

Then be quiet and keep watch.

Bingo!

-Do you have it? -No, no.

He actually has bingo cards here. That man is full of surprises.

Concentrate, please. Concentrate!

Here, here, here.

I don't believe it.

This is a hell of a list.

-I hope only one will do. -There must be one.

"See the Mona Lisa".

Maximiano's always moaning,

maybe his nickname is Lisa.

Cousin, please!

"Taste a glass of Château Lafite"

-What's that? -We're going to need an encyclopaedia!

-There must be something that we can do. -Got it.

"Take up ballroom dancing again".

Again?

Out, out.

-Did you leave it as it was? -Everything in its place.

Can you see Don Emilio dancing?

What did he dance, ballet?

Is everything OK?

Don Emilio! Yes, I was just telling my mother...

-Not my mother, no. -My Auntie...

My Auntie needs an injection.

You should be collecting post

and you, in the accessory section.

He knows the timetable by heart.

-I've never had a boss that-- -Not one more word.

I'm your boss, in case you've forgotten.

Never, Don Emilio.

What happened the other day--

It's strange. For example, why is it that the Infantes,

always underestimate me? Why?

Do you want an answer?

There's no need. I know the answer.

To your posts, now.

He's angry.

He's furious. Will the dancing classes be enough?

For sure.

I hope so because I only have five cents.

He's coming, he's coming...

Look who's honoured us with their presence today.

Phillipe Ray himself in the flesh and blood.

Forgive me, nobody's supposed to know.

I'll be more careful next time.

Enough, Cristina.

You've managed to turn Raúl against me, what do you want now?

Raúl is my friend.

He deserves to know what kind of lowlifes he'll have to work with.

I think it'd be best for Velvet if we keep our personal lives out of it.

Best for Velvet.

Best for Velvet, or best for you?

You're dishonest, Ana. You're selfish. A bit like a hussy.

Is everything OK?

I'm glad you're here, Raúl. I was almost...

-This is very difficult for me. -I can imagine.

I have to go to the workshop.

But sweetheart,

remember your pride.

Keep that head held high.

And you'll be untouchable.

Raúl, I don't think I could take it if it wasn't for you.

Thank you.

What's all this?

What's all this?

Please... I can't work like this.

What's all of this?

What is this? What's it doing here?

Doña Blanca!

This is a disgrace.

Mr. de la Riva, are you OK?

What do you mean, am I OK?

What do you think? Do I look OK? I'm not OK.

Would I be acting like this if I were OK?

I'm not OK. This isn't OK. Take a look around you.

Look at the state of the workshop. It's not a workshop, it's a dump.

What's this doing here? What's that doing there? Just look...

The orders are all muddled together here.

What's this doing on my workbench, for example?

-What's it doing on my workbench? -Mr. de la Riva, calm down.

I don't understand. I can't work in a place like this.

It's too chaotic, I need a harmonious work space.

Mr. de la Riva, I'm sorry that the workshop is like this.

Yes, we're a little overwhelmed--

A little? A little? Where's the reinforcement?

Since Luisa left we're...

Of course, I must do it myself.

She's gone so I must do it myself.

Do the collection, clean the workshop,

send the orders, organise the fabrics...

Do you want me to style your hair too?

-No, Mr. de la Riva... -I can't take it anymore.

I can't take it anymore, Doña Blanca. No more.

-I need some help. -You're right.

Leave it in my hands. Give me two minutes, OK?

-Pepita... -Yes, Doña Blanca?

Tidy everything up. Mr. de la Riva needs to concentrate.

I'm going to fetch reinforcements now.

Very good.

-Don Emilio, can I talk to you? -Yes.

It's about the position that Luisa Rivas left vacant.

I've held out as long as I could, to save us another wage

but with the new collection about to start...

We need to find somebody as soon as possible.

-Don't you agree? -Of course, yes, yes.

Esteban's irresponsibility has put us in--

-Don Emilio, please. -You still defend him after everything?

I admit that even I doubted him, but it was a false alarm.

What was so important to make him miss all of his meetings?

I assure you that he had a valid excuse.

-He always does. -It was a personal problem, believe me.

We all have personal problems, but here we are.

Doing our duty.

Don Emilio,

The workshop's pace has not slowed down at all.

I hope you know what trusting him again could cost us.

As much as the fact that we need a new seamstress.

Now excuse me, but Esteban is waiting for me in the workshop.

For the emerald we use satin and silk.

We get about 20 models out of it.

Ten rolls will be enough,

Please make sure of that.

I think we should talk.

Go ahead.

I'm sorry.

I wasn't up to people's expectations.

Esteban, I've stood up for you since you came back.

I can't defend you to Don Emilio anymore.

I know,

and that makes me feel even worse.

I know what this store means to you.

I'd never forgive myself if my actions affected you.

Forgive me, please.

Don't ask for forgiveness.

I want you to do something.

I've tried,

but Lucía is a difficult girl.

I have faith,

our first meeting wasn't exactly cordial.

But your job is to make her into a lady.

It seems you're not managing it.

I don't know how to do it.

Schooling's not for her.

Then you know that's not the way forward.

Esteban, you're a good man.

You can be a good father,

Our first row.

Our first make up kiss.

Rita, could you leave this in its place, please?

Right away, Doña Blanca.

Everybody here's having a great time except me.

Don Raúl! Hello.

What's got up your nose?

Ask your friend, Ana...

Her... and her boyfriend.

Although I imagine you already know.

Because the Velvet girls have no secrets, do they?

Wait, Don Raúl, let me explain.

Good grief... good grief.

Rita.

-Rita! What's wrong? -It's a big mess!

-Have you seen Ana? -What is it?

-Raúl found out that... -Good grief.

Ana?

You know, don't you?

Cristina declared war against me and I've no way to defend myself.

-You have us. -Thank you. I know.

But even that's not going to be enough.

You have to talk to him.

Cristina obviously told him her version.

That's why you come across as the devil himself.

Clara...

She's got enough on her plate.

No, he won't even speak to me.

He blames me. You should have seen how he looked at me this morning.

He seems so liberal and modern, but he's as narrow-minded as everybody.

Don't say that. Raúl has a good heart. He loves you. He needs time.

Come in.

Am I interrupting?

Not at all. We were just leaving. Come on, Clara.

Don't go, please.

How are you?

I hate that the most liberal man here

will miss out because of prejudices.

They're not prejudices, Alberto.

Cristina is his friend and he blames me, it's normal.

I've been working with him for a long time, and I said nothing.

-I'll talk to him. Don't worry. -No, leave it to me.

You're not alone in this.

But it's best if I speak to him.

The cakes aren't for here, but don't worry, I'll take care of it.

Miranda Bakeries? Are they for me?

Hands off, they're for Victor.

For the youngster. He'd better keep his hands off.

What do you mean?

Nothing. If he's too inexperienced, your friend José Luis can come.

José Luis? Too late, sweetie.

Today José Luis has an interview at a very important law firm.

But don't worry, Victor is lovely and he's doing well.

So I can see.

-What's that face for? -What's wrong?

Nothing.

How about if tonight, you and me...

See. I like that face more.

See you tonight at your house.

Not at my house.

-Why not? -No.

Look, Mateo, I'm sick of your excuses.

-What's wrong? -Nothing.

Nothing's wrong.

The house isn't finished.

And I want it to be perfect, for you.

Champagne, strawberries.

Everything that you deserve. I'll take care of it.

Your cakes. Enjoy.

Thank you, Don Mateo.

Tell me something,

are you making friends with Clara, the secretary?

Yes, she's... she's helping me.

Careful with her, she can't be trusted.

She seems lovely.

I'm telling you. Believe me.

-Is Doña Blanca in her office? -Yes.

Thank you!

You spend too much time with the lower class, it's rubbing off on you.

You haven't seen my bad manners, but you might do...

I went to your flat in good faith, Mateo.

You're so ungrateful.

-Me? Ungrateful? -Yes, you.

But it's OK. I'm going to leave.

I just need one more night.

-Is that what you want? -No.

-No. -I want you to go now. Right now.

Mateo, you'll see...

life isn't a box of chocolates.

Especially for you, a poor bachelor,

hiding from his poor girlfriend

his tenants: a poor mother and baby.

Enough blackmail.

-Blackmail? -Yes.

What blackmail? Don't make things up.

I'm just asking for a little patience.

Or are you going to go crazy now? On my last night?

Doña Bárbara, Mr. Alcocer is downstairs.

-Tell him to come up. -Yes, Doña Bárbara.

I have to work now, if you'll allow me.

One more night.

Valentín Alcocer!

Bárbara de Senillosa.

-The last time I saw you was-- -No, don't tell me.

Six years ago. At your family home in El Viso.

I had such a good time.

It was my father's funeral.

Of course... but it was very well organised.

-Thank you. -Shall we go? Cristina wants to meet you.

Victor! Bring coffee for three.

Cristina,

this is Valentín Alcocer.

-Pleased to meet you. -The pleasure is mine.

I'd heard that Alberto Márquez had a beautiful wife,

but not that she was in the business too.

Only since recently, yes. Have a seat.

Thank you.

Excuse me, coffee, Mr. Alcocer?

-It doesn't agree with me, thank you. -Tea?

-I don't like it. -Some cake?

Victor, don't be annoying. Take it away.

Thank you, Victor.

Thank you.

What have you got to say?

We want to design a new jewellery collection.

It will be Velvet's first exclusive one.

We want it to be a big success,

so we want the best provider.

Thank you, I'm honoured.

Do you have experience in jewellery?

Of course! We're always wearing some.

It may be our first venture in the design world,

but I assure you that we have good judgment, taste

and talent to make the collection successful.

Business is a little more than judgment and taste.

Of course. You'll know that my father, my husband and my brother are...

Who's also my husband.

...are businessmen.

Learning from the best is the best type of learning.

Of course. What do you have in mind?

We'd thought about something glamorous.

Luxurious. Very luxurious.

People will look at our pieces and say "Wow,

I don't just want it, I need it".

But they'll be discreet at the same time.

And excessive, they'll draw attention.

Yes, but not ostentatious.

More... elegant,

fine, accessible.

Accessible yes, depending on the person.

We don't want just anyone to wear them.

It sounds... interesting.

But I think you've called me prematurely.

We wanted to involve you from the outset.

I don't want you to waste your time.

We have the best prices, as we only work with solid businesses

who can generate a large volume.

Which isn't the case here.

Yes, we'll make a large order.

Velvet will invest considerably in the collection.

Really?

What level of investment?

I'll have to meet with the director.

Yes, maybe I should have done the same.

We are completely capable.

Let's see, ladies. I want to be clear.

It all sounds very good. Stupendous.

But you're lacking in experience.

It's a risk we're not willing to take at the moment.

When you're better prepared, call me.

Valentín, maybe if...

It's all under control, I assure you.

Yes, I don't doubt that.

I'll back Velvet when you're able to prove it.

Let us show you out.

I know the way. Thank you for calling me.

What do we do now, Bárbara?

We're not going to lose this opportunity.

-Excuse me. -Sorry.

Patricia?

Patricia Márquez!

It's me! Valentín!

Valentín Alcocer!

Our mothers drank tea together at the country club.

Yes, yes...

I thought you lived abroad.

I did for a few years,

visiting my family's precious stone deposits.

I see you've been tracking me.

No, I won't be traveling again.

As they say, there's no place like home.

Damned houses.

and damned mothers.

What would we do without them?

-What are you doing here? -I had a business meeting.

With Cristina Otegui and Bárbara de Senillosa.

They want me to participate in their collection.

Don't take it the wrong way,

but they seem like novices to me.

Don't judge a book by its cover.

Because they're very talented and worthy.

-Do you think so? -I know so.

I wouldn't turn down such business.

Plus, if you worked here you'd see me every day. Imagine that.

I may have been a little hasty.

I didn't know that you'd be here,

which is certainly an added bonus.

Valentín...

you're making me blush.

I hope to see you soon.

As do I.

Hello, Víctor.

Miss Márquez.

I'd like to talk to Cristina, it's important.

Miss Otegui, I have Miss Márquez here to see you.

-Right away. -Tell that hussy to--

Patricia, what a surprise.

How are you? How can I help?

I know about your project,

and I came to see if you need anything from me.

How did the meeting with Valentín go?

Smooth as silk.

I'm so happy for you.

-Do you want anything else? -No.

I only came to see if I could help.

No, it's all fine. Thank you.

Goodbye, Patricia.

Have a good day.

How are you?

I'm OK, don't worry.

Good. Get some rest. Tomorrow's another day.

See you tomorrow.

Tomorrow will be better.

Do you know why?

Why?

Because I'll be free of Bárbara forever.

If I had a cent for every time I heard you say that...

I mean it this time.

If I had a cent for every time I heard you say that...

That's enough.

I'm not the only one with woman troubles.

I should have guessed that Cristina would talk to Raúl.

We should have told him the truth sooner.

You can't try to speed it up, Alberto.

This is only the beginning...

Don't look at me like that.

What did you expect when you decided to tell Cristina the truth?

That closing Pandora's box will be difficult.

You don't need to close it.

It was you that convinced me that love conquers all, now prove it.

So now you're an expert on love?

Of course I am. Did you ever doubt it?

Miguel Serrano...

Excuse me.

I didn't know that you were still here.

The staff should never leave before the boss.

You can make an exception today. Go home.

Shall I show this to you tomorrow, then?

Are you sure you don't need me?

No, don't worry. See you tomorrow.

Víctor.

Don't worry about how Bárbara spoke to you.

No, I was very insistent. I should have known.

I wish they were all like you.

All women, I mean. All bosses, I mean.

I mean professionally, not personally. I...

Well, as a woman too...

I understood.

I love working with you.

-See you tomorrow. -See you tomorrow.

-Shall I close the door? -Yes.

Víctor... leaving so soon?

Doña Cristina gave me permission.

Was it a hard day?

It could have been worse... and better, of course.

You'll soon get used to the routine.

We always go for a drink after work,

especially on your first day. In El Pausa.

I appreciate it, Clara, but... I don't think it's appropriate.

I have a boyfriend. You know him, Don Mateo.

-Don Mateo? The one who-- -Yes.

Good grief... some things baffle me here.

That's why you must come with me, I can explain.

Mateo stood me up, and I'm not staying at home.

Come in.

Excuse me, Don Emilio. Do you have a minute?

Knock before entering,

speak to me politely...

I have a minute but I don't know if it's for you. What is it?

We want to apologise for reading your list.

We overstepped the mark.

We want to invite you to dinner tonight.

-Dinner? -A really nice dinner.

My mother's cooking.

It won't be just you. It'll be my mother, us, Rita,

Rita? Rita's coming too.

We've also prepared another surprise.

You know that I hate surprises, especially not from you...

I'm sorry, but I won't--

Don Emilio, Pedro's mum has cooked for a whole army

and the sooner we finish it, the sooner we'll be done with her.

With the food, I mean.

Give her my regards,

but I really don't--

Sorry Don Emilio, I know that...

these two are brutes and you want them out of your sight,

but look at them.

They're still young,

and they really admire you.

Come along.

We'll have a great time.

Is a quarter past nine OK?

That's perfect. Thank you Don Emilio. We really appreciate it.

Thank you, and sorry for the breach of trust that...

Ana! You must come with me tonight.

Ana! I need your new tights.

Are you two working together now?

You first. Where do you want me to go?

To dinner. With Pedro, his mother, your uncle and Jonás. I need you.

And you too. That's what friends are for.

Rita, I'm not feeling great today.

I also have to finish all of this for Doña Aurorita, so...

Rita, no. I'm not coming to Doña Conchi's dinner.

She's not my mother-in-law any more.

I have plans, anyway. Ana, the tights?

In the wardrobe.

-You see Mateo every day. -Not him. I'm meeting Víctor.

You're dressing up to go out with him?

To go out, that's all.

Clara... we've been through this before.

This is what the French call a déjà vu.

It's déjà vu, and I don't know what you mean.

You used to get dressed up for Mateo, too.

Blusher, lipstick...

No.

Mateo's just very busy and this guy's a little lost.

With you, he might lose it completely.

What are you like?

Good job I'm perfect, if my happiness depended on you...

You've got to be so patient.

Buck up, you. You're going to dinner with Doña Conchi.

Well, well, well...

There's nothing like a family dinner.

We have a new member.

It's a pleasure to have you here, Don Emilio.

Thank you.

Auntie, this is so good it should be illegal.

Don Emilio is safe then, as he has a full plate.

It is my second helping, Madam.

Well finish it up.

Doña Conchi, I think that Don Emilio has had enough.

he's full, so...

Stop it, that's what you think.

But I know men.

I'm sure that if I give him another plate, he'll finish that too.

If you force him, then he'll have to.

What do you mean force him?

He's eating it because he wants to, just like Pedro.

If it weren't for me,

he'd be all skin and bones, poor thing.

Pedro eats very well here.

You've never wanted for anything, have you?

No, no, no of course not. I didn't mean that...

he's left wanting with you.

There's just nothing like a mother's love.

Right, Pedro?

-I'm going to get some water. -No, drink wine.

I'm sure that you've looked after him very well,

but the little chick left the nest a long time ago.

Pedro will always be my son.

As I hope he'll be your husband, but I don't think--

Well, well, well.

Excuse me, Madam. What's this surprise that you have for me?

I love surprises.

This is from Jonás and myself.

"Academy of Dance".

Only three words,

but we knew you'd like them.

You've left me speechless.

But one thing is thinking about doing something,

and the other is doing it.

I'm a little old to be dancing now.

Somebody who dreams but never acts, is old.

Isn't that why you wrote the list? To change that?

I'm going to have to dust off my dancing shoes...

That's the spirit, Don Emilio!

It's been a pleasure sharing this with you.

Now it's time for me to go.

Already? Surely there's time for a drink?

A drink?

There must be somewhere to go in Madrid.

No, no, I don't think that going out is a good idea.

An anisette, then.

We were thinking of going to El Pausa...

My sister wanted you all to meet the new secretary so...

Very well then...

Very well, off you go.

Don Emilio will stay and keep me company.

Both me and the anisette.

We'll be going then.

I owe you, Don Emilio.

-Good night, Don Emilio. -Good bye.

Good night.

Good night.

I told you that Bárbara was something else.

But Cristina was very nice to me.

Very polite, very attentive, very...

Very married.

You did know, didn't you?

That she's married? Yes, of course.

-You thought that I...? -Yes.

Clara, please.

Give that to me, Clara. I need it more than you.

What are you doing here?

-Hello, Víctor! -Víctor?

Víctor! I'm Pedro, the--

So you're the famous Pedro

who was supposed to bring me the post this morning?

I informed Mrs. Otegui that her post would be late,

so if she tells you off...

What?

Look at his face. Forgive me.

I couldn't resist playing a joke on you. I'm sorry.

You gave it to him on a plate, cousin.

-I'm Jonás. -Yes, we met at the store.

Let me get you a drink.

I love this song. Shall we dance?

Isn't this nice?

Alone at last.

Since your mother arrived, it's been impossible.

It's lovely and everything,

but she's better off in her own house.

Because she has her things there, Pedro.

And we're still enjoying our honeymoon period, as they call it.

That's true.

Raúl! I'll be right back.

Mr. de la Riva.

I don't want anything else.

He'll have a Manhattan. No beer. He doesn't like Marrasquino.

Very well.

I suppose you want to talk about your friend...

Or I can tell you about mine?

My friend, Cristina.

After everything we've been through, Rita.

You've all been laughing at me.

I'm sorry that you feel that way, but I don't understand

why you're judging Ana so harshly. You don't know her story.

-It's not her. -Rita, please...

No, not "Rita, please". The other woman in this story is Doña Cristina.

You, more than anyone, should know about prejudices.

Fighting for what you want and who you are,

when nobody understands you, and tries to make you unhappy.

You've been a victim. Don't do the same thing.

Don't you realise?

I hope that you understand. Please think about what I said.

If you don't mind...

Good night.

Yes?

Who is it?

You may be able to resist my famous spaghetti,

but not my calamari sandwich.

If I remember rightly, you liked them on Sundays.

I did. The company wasn't bad either.

What do you mean, not bad?

Don't laugh!

I love seeing you like this, Ana.

Especially after all we've been through.

I know it's not going to be easy, but we're together.

Together we can take on anything!

I don't know how you can be so sure.

Raúl doesn't want to work with me anymore,

and Cristina won't stop until she ruins us.

Raúl will think it over and come back.

and Cristina is in the past,

and all I care about is the future.

You're the future, Ana.

Cristina.

It's been a long time.

Miguel, how are you?

Good, very good. You?

Good.

Drinking a glass of wine.

I haven't been here for a while.

I'm pleased that you called me.

How's Angélica?

Angélica?

Angélica's of no importance to me, like Alberto to you.

Why don't we get out of here?

We'd better not.

Let's order another round.

OK. But a serious one this time. Two whiskeys.

Sometimes I feel like closing the surgery and joining the circus.

-A circus? -Yes, that way I'd see the world.

Why would the circus want a dentist with them?

What? The elephants would give me a lot of work.

-Please. -No, not another round.

Or tomorrow I won't remember anything.

That would be a shame...

because I've reserved a very expensive hotel room.

Miguel,

forgive me, but I'm going through...

I know, Cris. Bárbara told me that...

that you're going through a rough patch.

That's right.

Cristina,

nobody has to know...

That's in my own interest.

I'm sorry, but I need to be sure to do something like this.

I'd better leave.

As you wish.

If you change your mind...

I'm in no rush.

This anisette is really good. Not as good as Chinchón, but it's good.

Anisette from Porrillos.

A glass a day keeps the doctor away.

I'm sure it does.

But more than two, is not advisable after a certain age.

You're a young chap!

If you didn't have a few grey hairs, I'd think you 30.

To tell you the truth,

most of these grey hairs appeared when I met your son.

And the rest, when I met your nephew.

Those boys think we've had it.

But there's life left in us yet.

Doña Concha, it's time for me to

go back to my room now.

Let me accompany you.

No need, it's just at the end of the corridor.

Even better... more intimate.

Listen to me, Doña Concha, stay here.

Pedro and Rita will be back any minute.

I guess so...

Thank you. Good night.

Good night.

Jonás?

Oh, Miss Patricia.

The door was... I didn't see anything.

Didn't you?

What about if I do this?

See anything now?

-Jonás... -Miss Patricia...

Jonás... Jonás!

Cousin!

Please!

Do you know what a scene you're making?

-Did you have a nightmare? -Yes, a nightmare...

Get dressed or you'll be late.

We want to stay in Don Emilio's good books now.

Yes, yes.

No, no, no...

My mother-in-law acted like a teenager with Don Emilio.

Of course, she's alone in the village and wants some company,

and a bit of fun too.

Disgusting, out of my way. That's horrible.

You've nothing to say?

They want to take advantage of your uncle.

I can't stop thinking about Raúl.

Maybe today things will change.

He was in El Pausa last night and I spoke to him.

What did he say?

Don't get excited, but I gave him a good talking to.

Tell me more.

Hello?

Hello?

Anybody here?

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!

Let me put some romantic music on.

So that you stop dancing like a fool.

What are you doing here?

You won't believe it.

Ramira's gone.

Can't get the service these days. First change, and they're gone.

Didn't we agree that you were leaving today?

That was my intention.

But without Ramira, what will I do with Lourdes?

You can't sign a contract with a baby in a pram?

That's what mothers do, Bárbara.

Mateo, looking after a baby is much more than that.

Look after Lourdes. Then you'll see.

-OK then. -What?

Yes, yes. I'll stay here with Lourdes.

I've handled worse. Look.

-Very good -Very good.

-Really good. -Very good.

Good.

I might have to run a few errands.

Take your time.

Next time you come through that door, take her and leave.

Forever.

Let it be Alberto. Let it be Alberto.

Velvet, how may I help?

Clarita, sweetheart. It's me.

Mateo!

Or rather what's left of him.

Can you tell Alberto that I can't come in today?

Consider it done. Poor you, look after yourself.

I can come round later if--

No, no, no, no!

I think it's contagious, very much so.

I don't want to make you ill.

-Will you tell Alberto? -Yes, of course.

Ok, sweetheart.

I'll call you later, I'm a little worried about you.

Raúl, you came...

I came for my sketches, don't get excited.

-I thought that-- -So did I, Ana.

Life is tough, it's disappointing.

So learn to live with it.

You're really just going to leave like that?

Why should it bother you if I work from home?

You're one of fashion's most important people.

You're perfectly capable of going it alone.

You've managed very well up until now.

Raúl de la Riva...

We have to create a collection together.

Create a concept together. Us. You and me.

You and me.

Your betrayal has erased "you and me".

There's no more "you and me".

Now there's "somebody and me".

Did I betray you?

You're on Cristina's side.

She's your friend.

We don't have to be friends outside of the workshop.

But we'll create the best collection that we can,

it's in both of our interests.

A pleated skirt for nightwear, don't you dare.

No pleats.

-Good day, Clara. -Good day.

Excuse me, Don Alberto... Can I leave early?

Is there a problem?

Mateo's ill. He said not to, but I'd like to go to his house and see him.

His house? No, I can go.

Why?

You know how proud he is. He wouldn't want you to see him ill.

If you insist. But look after him, won't you.

Leave it in my office.

-Good day, Gregorio. -Good day.

Good day, gentlemen!

Alberto.

Esteban.

How are you?

Do we have a meeting?

No, I wanted to talk about something personal.

A while ago Doña Blanca told me

that a place in the workshop was vacant.

Yes, Luisa Rivas left.

The thing is, my daughter,

your cousin Lucía, is in Madrid.

I think it would do her good to work.

Lucía? Would she want to work here?

I'm afraid she has no choice. If you agree, of course.

This is a family business, Esteban. You're part of the family.

-She starts tomorrow. -Thank you so much.

What are you doing here?

-What's all this? -You were right.

Lucía needs her father to take the reins.

I've found her a job.

That's a great idea.

That girl needs discipline and a strong hand.

Exactly.

You're going to help me with that. You're going to be her boss.

Me?

I spoke to Alberto.

-From tomorrow she'll be your seamstress. -But, Esteban...

You're the one who needs to show her the way.

It's your responsibility.

You told me it was a good idea.

It is, but not here. Not with me.

This could make things more complicated between us. Don't you see?

I'm going to have to be very hard on her.

Just what she needs.

There's something about him that I don't like.

Because a real man would never be a secretary.

It's not very manly, don't you think?

I think that a man

needs to have to confidence to do whatever it is he wants to.

Many real men would feel the same way you feel,

about us being business women.

Whatever you say.

How was your date yesterday?

-What? What did you do? -Nothing.

-Nothing? -Nothing.

Time is of the essence...

I know, Bárbara. I just can't.

You simply must do it tonight.

At last, the secretary that takes three hours to bring the coffee.

Valentín!

Mr. Alcocer...

Take no notice of Bárbara. We didn't know it was you.

I didn't think so, since you know I don't like coffee.

Come in, please.

Have a seat.

What a surprise.

To what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?

-I came to make you an offer. -We accept.

I think I created a false impression in the last meeting.

I am interested in your proposal.

Collaborating with Velvet is incredibly appealing.

It's just that I think you need somebody with more experience.

Somebody from your team?

Goodness me, no.

Why bring one of my people in when Velvet has such good people here?

To cut to the chase: Patricia Márquez.

What?

Yes, Miss Márquez was brought up in this store.

It's in her blood, isn't it?

Well, it is...

It's simply a proposal.

If I were to become involved,

I see it as an interesting option.

Think it over.

Yes, of course. We will.

-I'll see you out. -Yes, thank you.

Valentín! I didn't know if you'd come.

Let me accompany you to the lift.

OK... thank you.

No, no and no again, Cristina.

Bárbara, he won't sign if Patricia isn't with us.

I won't work with that floozy.

Are you talking about me?

Valentín said you wanted to see me.

Tell us, how did you convince him?

What a stupid question.

How many times did you do it?

I don't know what the crazy lady means.

Valentín Alcocer will only sign if you're with us in the project.

It looks like you need me.

My day keeps getting better and better.

The offer expires today.

At what time?

I wouldn't like to make a rash decision.

Now you can think?

Using your head for something other than hair die?

Patricia, don't test my patience.

All right.

But with conditions.

I won't take orders from anybody.

we'll work together

and make decisions together.

I have the last word. That's unnegotiable.

Fine.

-I'll have my own office. -There are only two.

You'll have to share, then.

Don't even think about it.

Anything else?

I want Bárbara to ask me.

You're taking it too far, Patricia.

Well then. What a shame...

Patricia.

Yes?

Would you like to be part of our jewellery project?

I'd love to.

Go to sleep, for God's sake. Go to sleep now!

I've never found it this hard to please a woman.

Never! No, no, don't look at me like that.

My nappy's clean, I'm not thirsty, not hungry...

What do you want? What is it?

Yes, I'm coming!

What's going on?

I'm about to turn into Herod. That's what's going on.

How often does she go to the toilet?

Most of them were trial runs.

Changing a nappy is a job for an engineer!

I've heard that.

-Clara was about to come, -You didn't let her, did you?

No, I put her off. For now, anyway.

Alberto, here,

-I can't take it anymore. -No, no, no... Mateo.

The de la Riva stuff is sorted. Let's celebrate.

Celebrate? What do you mean?

Hold her! Celebrate... I'm not in the mood.

Look at her face. A monster!

-It's not your fault, sweetie. -Don't say that to her...

Cry-dummy-nappy. Cry-dummy-nappy...

Sick. Cry-dummy-nappy...

I have no dummies! No nappies! Nothing!

She's wearing one of my shirts. Know how much that cost?

OK, calm down...

We're two grown men. It can't be that hard.

I think she has a present for us.

Again? What are they giving her to eat?

Let's change her, come on.

-Here. Trust me, please. -No, that was expensive.

Hold her head.

Right, where do we start?

-Careful. -Here...

See? That's what it was.

-A colic or something. -Yes, a colic.

No, no, no! Get her off there!

No, no, no! Not here.

Shit... no way, really?

Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep.

Cuckoo! Peekaboo!

She needs changing!

Goodness me, I'm in a hurry. If not I'd...

-Can't you wait ten minutes? -Ten minutes?

My "sacred blonde"...

Hello.

Mother!

Mother! The door's there so that you can knock on it!

Don't be fussy.

There's nothing here that I haven't seen a thousand times.

I've come from the doctor. Everything went fine.

-It didn't hurt at all. -Shame...

That you had to go alone.

When will you get the results, Doña Conchi?

I'll get them tomorrow.

That's great.

What are you doing, Rita?

Packing the suitcase.

If you're leaving tomorrow, it's best to be prepared.

If you pack in a hurry, you always forget something.

No need to rush! It's as if you want me to leave.

The sooner you leave, the sooner you get home.

Don't you need to look after the chickens and the vegetable patch?

Rita, Rita...

Mother, you can stay for as long as you like.

Thank you, son. I'm going to the bathroom.

Rita!

If I didn't know you, I'd say that you don't want her here.

Look, your mother is your mother,

but she's also very...

She puts things in different places.

She speaks to me like... not like she does to you.

-I'm her little boy. -I know, I know...

Her little boy,

but it's out of control.

She's flirting with Don Emilio, too.

Don Emilio?

I have to go!

-Where are you going? -And you?

-To dance class. -Perfect, we'll escort you.

-No, I can go by myself. -No, we're coming with you.

-Are you joking? -It's the second part of the surprise.

Did you think we'd let you go and be embarrassed by yourself?

We're going to have a great time, Don Emilio.

-Huh? -Hello, my love. How are you?

Clara!

Sorry, sweetheart. Hang on, I'm in bed.

I'm sorry.

I can't hear you.

What's that noise? Is it a baby?

No, not at all. I'm just really ill,

you know what a baby I can be.

Poor thing. You're feeling awful and all I have are questions.

I'll bring you some soup when I'm done here.

If I catch it, then so be it.

No! Really, sweetheart.

You'll catch it. I really don't want that.

-Mateo, is everything OK? -I'm a big boy, I'll survive.

See? I can hear it again.

Nothing, it's nothing.

You see?

Mateo?

Hello.

Come on, Lourdes. We're going to our new home.

Not so fast...

Want the baby?

Thank you for everything, Mateo.

You've been the worst host I've ever had, and will ever have again.

Come on, my love.

Careful, she's only just settled down.

See you never, Bárbara. Good bye, princess.

See you tomorrow at the store, Mateo.

Oh, by the way,

the boiler broke this morning, I've no idea how...

ciao, ciao.

I'll take care of this.

ciao, ciao.

I'm calling from my new house.

-Congratulations! -Congratulations?

It's full of boxes.

I'd ask you to help, but you've got more important things to do.

What do you need?

For you to get knocked up.

Alberto was great with Lourdes.

It's the only chance that you have to get him back.

I know, Bárbara. It's just not that easy.

Call Miguel.

There's nobody better than him!

Cristina?

I might have a better option.

See you tomorrow, Bárbara.

Sorry, here are the catalogues that you asked for.

Is everything OK? Do you need anything else?

I think I do.

Doña Cristina...

No more formalities?

Sorry.

In Madrid! She's coming to see us!

-When? -Luisa's coming tomorrow!

Luisa? My Luisa?

Miss Rivas. What about your next single?

I've heard that Velvet wants to do business with the Alcocer's.

Find out.

Valentín!

Valentín!

Last night was a mistake.

If you can't do your job, you'd better go.

-But... -Go.

-Doña Cristina... -I said, go!

Pedro, she may be your mother. But I can't take any more.

I don't even know where my knickers are.

I have to work like a little girl?

You'll be a seamstress.

This is Lucía Márquez.

Rita, you'll be in charge of her.

What a teacher...

She'll be replacing Luisa Rivas.

Miss Rivas. Are the romantic rumours true?

I said not now.

This might be the last time the four of us are together.

We need to get our money back.

We need money for the collection.

I'm dealing with it. I have an idea.

If I win, I get all of my money back.

If you lose?

Velvet is yours.

I'm game,

are you?