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Why didn't I realise before?

Tell me, how can I work for someone I no longer believe in?

How can I design a collection

with someone I can't even look in the face?

-Hello. -Mother.

The door is for knocking on.

I was at the doctor's. Everything's fine.

-It didn't hurt. -Shame.

José Luis? Too late, dear,

but don't worry, Víctor is delightful, he's doing it well.

I can see that.

What was so important he missed his appointments?

-I assure you, he had a good excuse. -He always does.

Lucía? This is a family business, Esteban,

and you are part of the family. Count on it.

-She can start tomorrow. -Thank you.

My Luisa. Her first record.

"Dear Jonás, here's my first single,"

I don't know what that means but I loved the record.

Jonás, take my advice, don't get too enthusiastic.

It's not that your proposal doesn't interest me,

I just think it needs someone with more experience.

Patricia?

Valentín Alcocer will only sign if you are on the jewellery project too.

It looks as though you need me.

-We need an encyclopaedia with this man. -No, there must be something.

I've got it.

"Take up ballroom dancing again."

Take up again?

-We'll go with you. -I can go alone.

No, we're going to the lessons with you.

Are you joking?

-Do you want the girl? -Thank you, Mateo.

You've been my worst host ever.

Cristina won't stop until she makes our lives impossible

Raúl will reconsider and come back to us and Cristina is part of the past.

All that matters to me is the future.

-What do you need? -That you get pregnant, dimwit.

It's your only chance to get him back.

Do you need anything else?

I think so.

Two, three.

Two, three.

Two, three.

Two, three.

Two, three.

Two, three.

The class has started. I told you we'd be late.

Being on time would've been rare with you.

-Your fault, cousin. -Mine?

-You know Madrid. -It was your fault too.

Will you stop arguing and get ready?

Sorry, Don Emilio.

Two, three.

These shoes?

You should've given these to Rita, not me.

-They're not really suitable, but... -Give me those shoes.

Behave yourselves, please! Jonás, Pedro!

Behave yourselves.

Cousin, give me those shoes.

Let's get out of here. Let's go.

Come on, I said we're leaving.

-Come on! -But, Don Emilio...

We'll continue with the class.

We'll do the side step now, okay?

-Do you think he's annoyed? -I don't know, ask him.

I may have to wait some time,

but the time will come.

-I'm sure it will come. -What will come?

The day I can get rid of you two,

get you out of my way,

eliminate you even, like I said.

It isn't normal having to go through a situation like this.

I've never been so embarrassed in my life.

-Cousin Jonás is to blame. -Excuse me, I didn't take anyone's shoe.

Enough.

Don Emilio, you're right.

Dancing isn't for us. Next time--

There won't be a next time.

Why won't there be a next time?

You can't give up on your dream.

-Sorry for what happened. -Apologise to the teacher.

We'll go tomorrow, all three of us, and apologise for your scandal.

-Scandal. -Not much of a scandal. It was packed.

Do you think apologies aren't called for?

Can you imagine something similar in the store on a working day

right in front of me? Just to give you an example.

What time shall we meet tomorrow?

We'll go tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

Well, yes, he's annoyed.

Is no one going to answer the phone?

Is your uncle here?

I bet it's for my mother-in-law.

Who can it be at this time?

Hello? Luisa!

-Luisa? -Our Luisa!

Luisa, it's Rita, I've missed you so much.

Yes, Rita's here with me. Where are you?

-In Madrid, she's coming to see us. -When, when?

When, When?

Luisa is coming tomorrow!

My Luisa?

Let me speak to her!

We miss you so much and we've lots of things to tell you.

Let me!

No, of course, we'll give you a welcome you deserve.

In style. We'll see you tomorrow then.

Luisa, Luisa, it's Jonás here. How are you? Luisa?

She hung up.

How wonderful, Luisa coming, it seems like ages.

We have to let Clara know and prepare a party.

But not today, really. Cousin and I have had a heck of a night.

Haven't we?

Cousin?

Yes, yes. Luisa is coming tomorrow.

The star singer. Well, my girlfriend!

Come on.

Let's go.

How exciting!

CLINIC DR. J. MARTÍNEZ

You should've seen the teacher,

-she was like a "cider". -Hydra.

Well, anyway, her face was like thunder.

Yes, Pedro, but I want to talk about--

-Mother, nice to see you! -Hello.

Did you get the doctor's results?

I went to pick them up but they said they aren't ready yet.

-How odd. -They'll take some time,

so I'll stay a few more days.

Don't worry, mother. You can stay as long as you like.

Thank you, son. Well, I'm going to the hairdresser's.

Yes, worried about the results.

-Did you say something, Rita? -Me? No, no.

A woman always has to look smart.

You should take good note.

Goodbye, son.

Goodbye, mother.

-She's settling in well, isn't she? -Yes, very well.

Why don't we post the results so she needn't wait?

-Rita, please. -Look, Pedro,

I have to tell you,

it's your mother, but I can't stand any more of her.

Since she arrived she's changed everything.

-My mother? -No, no, Pope John XIII. Pedro.

She's changed our eating habits,

It's like she's feeding us up for the slaughter house.

She's changed our schedules, we can't...

-Yes, I know. -You know what we can't.

She's always here.

She's changed our clothes even!

-I don't know where my knickers are. -Well, behind hers.

And I'll tell you one thing,

I bet you anything she's already got the results.

What do you mean?

The tests are an excuse to come here

to make our life impossible. Can't you see?

She's my mother.

-Pedro. -No, not Pedro.

-You've gone too far. -Pedro, wait.

Pedro, wait.

-Pedro, wait, please. -Leave me.

You're right, sorry. It slipped out.

It didn't slip out. You're off your head.

My mother is a wonderful person. Goodbye.

Pedro.

What's up with him?

In a temper first thing in the morning?

As soon as I said it, he went mad and left.

-I've made a real mess -There's bound to be friction.

We grow to like people, don't we?

Or you learn to hate, don't be mistaken.

Thank goodness I got rid of her.

Clara.

What? It's only an argument.

I argue with Mateo all day.

Really? And how do you react?

Well, we're talking about Pedro now.

Perhaps he blind when it comes to his mother.

Or perhaps he doesn't love me as much as I thought.

He's madly in love with you.

-What if I don't know him? -You've known each other forever.

Rita, I don't know any man more in love than Pedro.

Maybe he's a mummy's boy, but as soon as she leaves,

-problem over. -What if she never goes?

We'll find her a job in the workshop.

She's bound to go.

Rita. Come on, cheer up.

Luisa is coming, she has to see you happy.

You're the best!

Hey, what about me?

You're the second, silver medal.

I'm going, I've got a meeting with Alberto and Raúl. Bye.

My little sister.

It's your first argument, it's not important.

Good morning, Don Mateo.

Good morning, good morning.

I can tell you slept well.

Even better, on my own, for the first time in my apartment.

No Mum, no aunts and no Bárbara and her little monster.

-Coming up? -No, I'm meeting Ana and Raúl.

I've thought of how to buy a bit of time.

Time is all well and good,

but we need to recover the money we invested in nothing.

We need money for the next collection.

-I'm onto it. I've got an idea. -Really?

The Man of the Year has an idea. Tell me.

Exporting previous collections internationally.

Cash flow with no expenses.

Presence abroad, what my father never bothered about.

It sounds good.

Finding foreign investors isn't easy.

That's your job.

Prove to me now that the deputy manager of this store

-is one of a kind. -Another wonderful day in Velvet.

Enjoy it.

Raúl this is absurd.

I'm sure if we talk the matter over--

What matter?

I don't intend to talk of anything but the collection.

Sorry I'm late. Let's get to work. Let's see the designs.

I think we should reserve the prints for the daytime.

Using them for both collections looks like we lack ideas.

You said the day would be sober.

Sober, not dull.

Cristina, can you come here a minute, please?

No, no, I don't want to be a nuisance.

No, you're never a nuisance.

I'd like to hear your opinion, come.

-Raúl, I don't think Cristina's opinion-- -It's a double collection: day and night.

I'll take charge of the day.

Daytime is sobriety,

elegance with a touch of freshness. Here's the daytime.

And the night.

Ana is in charge of the night.

We have a dilemma: the prints.

I don't think we can use the same style

in both collections. What's your opinion?

They are lovely, Ana. Congratulations.

Yours are too, Raúl.

They are wonderful.

Although they are very much De la Riva.

Wonderful, but I think the touch of novelty

should be given by opting for the prints, undoubtedly.

Exactly.

If you change the prints to daytime, the collection loses contrast,

I'll have to change mine.

It was just an idea.

The prints belong to the daytime.

They are light in its purest state.

They belong to me.

Very well. I'll change part of the collection.

But don't do it because of me.

Excuse me.

I'm a bit queasy with the pregnancy.

Cristina.

She wouldn't get involved? I have to change the collection now.

It's only a couple of dresses.

It'll keep Raúl happy and besides, to be honest,

I think the prints work best with the daytime.

That's all I needed.

It has nothing to do with her, Ana.

Besides, you heard her, she liked them.

No, I'll even have to thank her.

It won't happen again.

Are you feeling better?

Yes, thank you.

It's just nausea, but yes, I'm fine.

May I?

It's too soon, Raúl.

It must be like a pea. You won't feel anything.

Are you all right?

Yes. Better.

Thank you for your concern.

I'm not concerned.

I imagine it's normal.

We agreed you wouldn't get involved in the collection.

That's why I backed your jewellery collection. I don't--

It was just an opinion, Alberto.

It won't happen again.

Thank you.

-How awful. -Come on.

-Why are you doing this, Dad? -Get out.

Will you make me work like a servant?

You'll work as a seamstress. Behave yourself, please.

Or what?

No more excuses, do you hear?

You'll learn to earn a living like everyone else.

What's next, a cheap diner?

They've done me a favour accepting you. Don't make me ashamed of you.

What dump is this? The worst boarding schools of mine

looked better than this hovel.

Good morning.

-Hello, Blanca. -What's she doing here?

-I'm the workshop manager in this store. -That's all I needed.

Respect Doña Blanca. As of today, she'll be your boss.

-Doña Blanca. -I'll introduce you to your colleagues.

I'm longing for it.

Aren't you coming, Don Esteban?

Ladies, attention, please.

I'd like to introduce Lucía Márquez, here to take the place of Luisa Rivas.

Lucía is Don Alberto Márquez's cousin,

but obviously, she won't have any privileges.

-Rita, you'll be in charge of her. -Some teacher.

Doña Blanca, I've got a lot of work--

It's an order.

Take her to the storeroom to get an overall.

You're joking!

It's no joke. Come on, let's go.

I'm grateful for all that you're doing.

And what I'll have to do.

It isn't going to be easy.

It's clear I haven't been a good father.

You know I'd do anything for you.

I know.

Go on then, we don't want you being late for that important appointment.

No, not here.

As punctual as ever.

I'm sorry, I accompanied Lucia on her first day at work.

Her first day?

Don't tell me your daughter works in Velvet.

Have you gone mad? Why on earth have you sent her there?

What did you expect me to do? You refused to help.

Where's the money I gave you for the De la Riva patterns?

I paid off part of my debt.

You're getting fond of Blanca.

Blanca is my alibi.

She's means nothing.

I hope that's true,

because if you want another cheque of mine,

you'll have to make more effort.

I heard Velvet intends to do business with Alcocer.

Find out what it's about.

We were about to close an exclusive deal with them.

Pilar.

Treat me with some respect.

You're the one in my hands.

How wonderful to see the prettiest woman in Madrid every day.

You'd see her every night if you invited her home.

That's easy to arrange, come to my house today

and I promise to make it up to you all night.

Something will crop up at the last minute.

Nothing as important as you.

Get me the international business contacts

who commercialise Spanish fashion. I need them.

Do you know what I need?

Víctor!

The typewriter ribbon has run out.

Can't you write by hand?

It doesn't matter. I'll get it.

Back in a minute, Don Mateo.

So, you knew Clara when you told me about her, Don Mateo.

Look, Víctor, how can I put this? Clara is my girlfriend.

Didn't you say she wasn't nice?

Well, we often says things that...

Clara is mine. Understood?

Here, there are two.

Thank you.

Don Mateo.

Remember what I told you, Víctor.

What did you tell him?

By asking you'll get to Rome.

Let's see those contacts.

-Good morning. -Víctor.

Fine, I slept very well.

I went for some ribbon I needed for the...

-Typewriter -Yes. How is everything?

Hasn't Bárbara arrived?

No, we're on our own. Why?

-I'll wait for her in my office. -Yes. Doña Cristina,

I'll stay here punching at the typewriter.

Punching at the typewriter.

Bárbara, I have to tell you something.

-I slept with someone last night. -At last!

Who is it? Tell me, tell me. Do I know him?

Yes, it's Miguel. It's Miguelito.

I'm ovulating so I hope it's been of use.

For it to be of any use you must repeat, even more so now.

And with lots of different men.

Don't go falling in love, you want a baby, not a relationship.

Well, if I have to, I'll do a repeat.

You little slut!

Good morning.

How nice to start the day together.

What are you doing in my chair?

Preparing the meeting.

You two should do the same. Valentín Alcocer will be here soon.

Valentín!

Valentín!

Esteban!

Esteban Márquez. What a surprise.

Long time no see. What are you doing here?

Patricia, well, Velvet is designing its first jewellery collection

and we are going to be their suppliers.

Interesting. I guess we'll see each other then.

I suppose so.

I must go, they're waiting for me.

-Good luck. -Thank you.

Goodbye.

We thought that the most ideal thing would be

to create a collection of unique pieces, united by a common theme.

But a limited edition.

And here we have several design ideas.

What do you think, Patricia?

In my opinion, these are very good.

The rest are bit over-elaborate.

What sound... judgement.

Truly, you were born for this, Patricia.

Being our first line,

I think it ought to be complete:

rings, bracelets, necklaces.

-Brilliant. -That too.

Who does she think she is?

Since this is Velvet's first collection,

I think we ought to achieve certain brand awareness, don't you think?

The De la Riva-Ray collection.

That night everyone will have their eyes on Velvet.

What better moment to present our jewellery?

Although we could end up outshining someone.

God forbid.

Have you seen our workshop?

No, I haven't had the pleasure.

I'll see to that right now.

Raúl, I think we could substitute

the prints on the evening dresses for the initials of Phillipe Ray

repeated like geometrical motifs.

Your initials stamped on the clothes.

Don't you think you're going to fast for your first collection?

Phillipe Ray designs exclusively for Velvet.

Fine, if that's what you want.

Raúl,

do you know where the name Phillipe Ray comes from?

It was the pen-name Alberto used to write to me from London.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Raúl, have you met Valentín Alcocer?

I haven't, but I know the good name of his family business.

-Raúl de la Riva, nice to meet you. -And you.

This is Ana Rivera, she represents Phillipe Ray in the store.

A pleasure.

My younger sister talks of nothing but Phillipe Ray.

That's novelty for you.

What's he like?

Phillipe Ray?

He's a very discreet man with a lot of patience.

Raúl, we were thinking that it would be very interesting

to present our jewellery collection

with the collection by Raúl de la Riva and Phillipe Ray.

I don't know, Mr. Ray likes to meditate on these kinds of decisions.

But I know him and he's always in favour of a good idea and this is.

Any top designer would be delighted

for a such an exclusive name like Alcocer to complete their collection.

But Phillipe Ray isn't just any designer.

We could talk at great length about that.

It's a great idea.

Don't worry. Count on it.

Thank you for everything.

Raúl, could you show us the workshop?

Of course. Follow me.

-What are you playing at? -Me? I don't know what you mean?

Don't be a hypocrite with me, Cristina.

This store and that jewellery collection mean all the same to you.

You've come to destroy my relationship with Alberto.

Me? Destroy?

An odd point of view.

You're the one who has destroyed my marriage.

Ana, my intimate friend, Mateo's girlfriend.

Remember?

Always caring for others. Who's been a hypocrite?

Besides, do you think I'd get revenge making you repeat your designs?

I said they were fine.

I hope you have better luck next time.

It isn't luck, it's talent and hard work.

Careful,

vanity has a price to pay.

I won't let you ruin me.

One more thing, Ana,

although you've taken off your overall,

remember you're still my employee.

And Alberto's partner.

Machine sewing is like riding a bike.

Great.

Sit up, girl, we don't come here to sleep.

Listen. Hands on the cloth like a handlebar.

Yes, you bore.

What's that?

-What? -This?

Careful with me, blondie.

-Everything fine, ladies? -Yes.

-Lucia learns quickly. -That's the way, Lucia.

What a girl!

Look, kid,

if you don't learn the easy way, you'll have to do it the hard way.

Who do you think you are talking to me like that?

I'll be back in a hour to check these hems.

Good luck.

Well, have you decided?

-Do you have it in red? -No, nothing in red.

Madam, have a look around and let me know when you've decided.

Jonás Infantes at your service.

How rude. I've never seen anything like it.

Jonás.

Don't ever treat a customer like that again.

I'm sorry, Miss Patricia, but this lady

has taken an hour to decide

and Luisa Rivas, the artist, will arrive any time.

The seamstress come singer?

A bit of respect, she's my girlfriend.

How lucky, she's got a real catch.

Cousin, Miss Patricia, Luisa is here.

Jonás.

Get back to work and see to that customer as she deserves.

At least I don't live in hiding.

Sorry?

I saw you that night in Isabel's room.

But maybe it wasn't you and I have to tell Don Emilio

and they search the room to see if they can find the intruder.

Don't be silly.

Thank you, Eusebio.

-Miss Rivas, please. -When's your next single?

Please, gentlemen.

Are the rumours true about your romance--?

Not now, please.

-Lovely. -Beautiful.

Charming.

Thank you.

I didn't expect a welcome like this. Is all this for me?

We don't receive stars every day, Miss Rivas. Welcome.

Don Emilio, you'll make me blush.

Welcome to your home, Luisa.

Thank you, Doña Blanca. I'm living a real dream.

It was time you did. Enjoy it. You deserve it.

Girls!

-I've missed you. -And we've missed you.

You wouldn't believe the more we've had to sew, my goodness.

Rita, good Lord. You look beautiful, Luisa.

You must tell us everything.

Nothing for your English teacher?

Don Mateo.

In Velvet we love to receive visits from young stars,

especially with so many photographers.

Well, I imagine you'll want to be alone, I'll leave you to it.

Whatever you need, you know where I am.

Hey, you've got a cheek.

Clarita, I only have eyes for you.

Excuse me a moment.

Luisa,

-you look like a Hollywood star. -Pedro.

-How's married life, good? -Well.

Well, what matters here is you two.

Well, when will you set a date?

Cousin was counting the minutes and the seconds to see you.

Thanks for the record.

You're welcome.

You look really well.

So do you.

Excuse me, Luisa, can we have a word.

-Yes, of course. -Excuse me.

Who's that?

-Why is he so close to her? -Cousin, she's a star.

He must be her assistant.

The press want a photo session here at six o'clock,

like discovering the place I was born.

-You're like the stars now. -It will be good for us,

after all the harm that Oxfords has done us.

I'll talk to the bosses, see what they think of it.

Are you nervous?

-Well, a little bit. -A photo session then?

Shall we go to our room and you can rest a bit?

Yes, I'll see you later.

Yes, sure, later, after the photo session.

My goodness!

I've been longing to be here.

-What do you mean, longing? -Honestly, believe me.

In hotels all day, recitals, signing autographs.

Well, it can't beat sewing till your eyes are sore.

Right, girls,

the bosses approve of the photo session here.

Great!

So then? How's it going?

-Fantastic, really. -You must've met someone famous.

Famous, famous, just Joselito.

So small and so sweet!

Bad luck, with all the famous handsome men around.

Be quiet. Carry on Luisa.

Well, it's all so exciting and so new.

And you're my family and I miss you.

You miss us or Jonás?

We saw at the wedding that there were more than words.

I have to talk to Jonás.

Long-distance relationships are hard.

And well,

I don't know where to begin.

Don't start feeling down,

you're only with us a while, don't get all weepy.

Besides, you have to be pretty for the photos.

You have to help me choose the dress,

because I've turned down top designers

-to wear a... -A Phillipe Ray?

Yes!

-How exciting! -Good job I never left the business.

Let's go to the lounge,

I know of someone who's going to end up with backache today.

Well then?

How do I look?

I've never seen anyone in this store with more style than you.

Not even Grace of Monaco.

Pay attention, one day you'll have to do the alterations.

The dream of my life.

My word, what's this coming to?

Right, the hem is done.

Take the dress off, we have to take it for altering.

Right.

Well, Rita,

not even Lucifer at her worst.

Lucifer?

Put those dresses away, we've finished now.

This one needs a short lead,

she's gets cheeky at the slightest chance.

-Have you seen that tongue of hers? -Yes, she's very impertinent.

Is that all? Well, you look kindly on her.

-Rita. -What?

-You've taken a dislike to her. -What are you on about?

What else?

Take the dress to Pepita now, carefully

and ask her to machine sew the hem,

-understood? -Yes, Lucifer.

What did you say?

Nothing.

Thank goodness she was sent to the best schools.

She's Alberto's cousin.

-What? -Of course.

Luisa?

Welcome.

-You look lovely. -Thank you, Don Alberto.

On familiar terms. I'm not your boss now. How are you?

Very well.

-Don Alberto Márquez, right? -Yes.

Can we talk?

If you'll excuse me?

-Sir. -It's a pleasure.

-Come here. -They'll talk business.

I'd like to thank you for the use of the store.

Anything for Luisa. Besides, it's publicity for everyone.

I hope so, I turned down Enzo Cafiero.

The Italian fashion tycoon?

Yes, we had a date in the casino this evening,

but she preferred to be faithful to Phillipe Ray.

Is Enzo Cafiero here in Spain?

Thank you. If you need anything, you know where we are.

Mateo!

You're impressed, right? She's a star!

It isn't about Luisa.

The list of foreign businessmen.

We don't need it now. I have the perfect candidate: Enzo Cafiero.

I'll go to Rome with you. Great nightlife.

He's in Spain. Get your tuxedo,

-we're off to the casino. -Casino?

Tuxedo? Casino?

Mateo and I have a date.

I thought Mateo had dates with me.

I'll bring him back safe and sound.

Safe, sound and sober.

-Clarita. -I promise.

What, Mateito? I know you. But it's fine.

This has arrived from the law firm.

Today is my lucky day.

Velvet Fashion Store.

My love, I told you not to phone me here.

No, this is the office.

I'll put you through to one of our salesmen.

Thank you.

Sorry.

-May I help you? -Víctor, right?

We haven't been introduced. I'm Alberto Márquez.

Sorry, I didn't know. Pleased to meet you.

-Is Cristina inside? -Yes.

Doña Cristina, Don Alberto is here.

Yes, tell my husband to come in.

Thank you.

What's this?

The paperwork to begin annulment proceedings.

It's serious then?

It's the best for us and the child.

Better to get on separated than argue under the same roof.

Thank you for taking it so well.

It's best for everyone.

I'll read it over.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

-Can we talk? -Not now Víctor.

It's just that, well,

I didn't know Don Alberto was your husband.

What does it matter?

What does it matter? If I'd known, I wouldn't--

Last night shouldn't have happened. Forget it.

Yes, but it happened.

-And now, I don't know-- -Look, Víctor,

you've been hired to be my secretary, nothing more.

You'd better leave if you can't fulfil your duties.

-Doña Cristina-- -Leave.

-Doña Cristina-- -Leave, Víctor.

Get out!

-I was looking for you, cousin. -I must talk to you.

-No, I wanted to talk to you too. -Go on, you first.

-How can I say this? -Come on, spit it out.

We promised Don Emilio

we'd accompany him to dancing lessons. I'm talking. Promises are for keeping.

What is Don Emilio to us?

Like a father, especially for me, not you.

Hurry up, you'll inherit in the end.

You know things aren't going too well with Rita.

-You accompany Don Emilio. -No, that's what I wanted to talk about.

-Have you seen how cold Luisa is with me? -Yes.

I have to be with her to save my relationship.

-Who will accompany Don Emilio? -He can go alone.

No, I'd be very, very hurt if he went on his own.

It hurts me to waste the monthly fee,

but I only have two hours to be with Luisa

and I won't spend them with that sourpuss.

-We have to tell him. -You tell him.

-He'll get annoyed for sure. -No, you come with me.

-A big problem. -No, I've got a problem too.

Rita isn't talking to me, it's breaking my heart.

I must see Luisa, something is wrong.

At this point, would it be too much to ask

for you to stop thinking I was born yesterday?

You have no intention of apologising. You want me to go on my own

and it'll be my problem.

Well, with my problem with Rita, I hadn't thought of that.

I had.

Fine.

Fine, I'll go on my own.

Would you do that for us?

No,

not for you, for that young lady.

I want to come out unscathed.

He knows us better than our family.

Thank you.

Enough, Infantes. Enough, enough. Infantes, enough.

And start behaving like adults.

I'm the personnel manager of a store, not a playschool childminder.

I'm your boss, not your babysitter.

Babysitter.

To work. To work!

-Pedrín. -Gosh.

Mother.

What was that argument with Don Emilio about?

No, it's just that...

That hairstyle suits you, mother.

When you start dithering it's because you're going to lie.

Promise you won't shout at me if I tell you?

-I promise. -Come on.

Pedro Infantes Delgado.

How could you behave so shamefully?

I knew you'd get annoyed.

Are those the manners I taught you?

Your cousin has always been a bad influence.

You will have apologised to the teacher?

No.

-No, because I've argued with Rita. -With Rita, why?

Nothing, nothing.

Personal matters, but to sort things with Rita,

I can't go to the class and say, "Sorry, teacher." Jonás can't either.

So you've left Don Emilio to face the consequences.

It's the teacher or my wife. My marriage is on the line, mother.

I'm going.

Look at you. New life, new style.

It's Rita Hayworth's colour, do you like it?

Yes, I love it. I love that actress.

But it suits you better, no comparison.

Let's see if Pepita has finished the dress.

What on earth are you doing?

Sewing the hem.

I can see that, but I told you to give it to Pepita.

I tried, but I couldn't find her.

So I thought, "What use is an apprentice if it isn't for sewing hems?"

Give it here.

Careful, it will get creased.

What's this?

This is like the road to Porrillos!

How could you?

If it were so important, you should've gone yourself.

-That's enough. -Who are you?

The sourpuss' boss.

No, I'm in charge of this collection so wise up,

your family has so much money because business is going well

and if this business, called Velvet, sinks,

you sink with it.

You're not leaving until we mend this.

-What did I say? -What is going on here?

Doña Blanca, I'm afraid I haven't passed my probationary day.

Lucía, we all make mistakes on the first day,

-but you've been brilliant today. -Are you sure?

-Hasn't she, Ana? -Yes.

Right, come up in five minutes, the press is almost ready.

Come on, I'm in no mood for you.

-What do we do now? -I don't know. Let's see.

Let's see if we can sort out this mess.

Good grief.

We'll see if I remember how to sew.

Bring me a needle.

May I have your attention, please.

There's a slight delay to the scheduled time.

But nothing serious. Please be patient.

Miss Rivas with be with you shortly. Thank you.

She's here right now. Gentlemen,

Luisa Rivas!

Excuse me, could you move to the right,

-please? -Of course.

Luisa, your dress?

It's a Phillipe Ray, my favourite designer.

-Luisa, one question. -No, not now.

Luisa will answer later.

Are the rumours true about you and your agent?

I said not now.

You've often been seen out walking together.

According to sources, you share more than just secrets.

Miss Rivas, is there a relationship between you?

Miss Rivas.

We are here to talk about my roots

and that is what I will do.

It can all be summed up in one single image really.

This one...

What?

Goodness.

They've been my guide,

they've been my inspiration professionally and personally.

Well, it has been a pleasure.

Thank you.

You were wonderful.

Congratulations.

Can we talk?

If you think we have something to talk about.

I don't want to put it off any longer. Do you have a moment?

Well, it's about...

Eusebio, my agent.

The press, right? You know what they're like,

always making up stories.

They aren't rumours. I'm in love with him, Jonás.

But nothing has happened between us, I wanted to talk to you first.

Long-distance relationships are hard.

Of course.

Of course, of course.

Do you think I haven't been tempted?

I'm not made from stone, as you know.

I mean, I've got one lined up out there.

You deserve to be very happy.

You're a great person.

What if we did something like a teddy bear?

It's elegant, simple,

with a touch of innocence. Girls would love it.

We could use it for necklaces, bracelets.

A teddy bear?

She wants to ruin the business before it's started.

Our customers are women,

not little girls. It would never work.

Hello?

-Patricia. -Valentín, how are you?

Not too good, to be honest.

What has happened?

We've received an offer for our jewellery services, Patricia,

a more substantial offer than yours.

What did you say?

That I had an exclusive agreement with you, of course.

But the problem is

my mother.

There's a better offer his mother wants to accept.

Let me speak to him.

Patricia, are you there?

Yes, yes, I'm here.

Valentín, I don't think you should rush into things.

How about inviting me to dinner tonight?

Great idea! I'll tell my mother.

This matter concerns us all.

Fantastic.

What if you and I meet up before for an appetizer?

Valentín?

-Valentín, are you all right? -Yes, I dropped the phone.

I'll see you tonight in the Pausa at ten o'clock.

-I'll make a reservation. -Perfect.

I can't wait.

Cristina, she'll frighten him off.

And?

I know exactly what I have to do.

Raúl de la Riva, I need you.

The seven words I like the most yet which scare me most at the same time.

I'm all ears.

I want you to make me look like a prude.

Patricia Márquez pretending to be a good, demure girl.

It's a miracle.

Darling, you ooze sensuality through every pore in your body.

Are you telling me it's impossible?

Nothing is impossible for Raúl de la Riva.

We'll see if you live up to your reputation.

My reputation does me no justice, sweetie.

I'll turn you into the nun of all nuns in the convent.

Follow me.

What are you doing here?

I'm so happy for Luisa.

Me too.

I still can't believe she's become a real star.

-Has she gone? -No, we're having dinner together.

I'm glad.

Do you want to come in?

Come on, what do you want?

You haven't come to talk about Luisa.

I've given the divorce papers to Cristina.

We'll be free.

Having them doesn't mean she'll sign them.

Seriously, you should've seen her. She seems to have come to terms with it.

Don't be naïve, Alberto.

Ana Rivera,

maybe it's too early for rings,

but not for this.

This key?

The key to my house.

I want you to come and live with me. You and me, alone.

Like we've always dreamed.

-But, Alberto-- -Let's do something.

Don't say anything, not a word.

I have to go out with Mateo on business.

You go and see Luisa. Enjoy yourself.

And when you finish, come to my house.

I'd love to see you in my house.

Don't say anything. Think about it, please.

Think about it.

But say yes.

If they said our future would be in the hands of that slut,

I wouldn't believe it.

But that's life, dirty and unpredictable, like her.

What's that?

The divorce papers.

Alberto is hoping I'll sign them so that we're officially separated.

He thinks it's going to be that easy.

As far as I know, the quickest way of getting a marriage annulment

is proving it hasn't been consummated.

And do you know how to counter that argument?

Getting pregnant.

-You're right. -Of course.

But you must do it now, Cristina. Don't waste time.

Bye-bye.

Víctor.

-I was about to go home. -Can we talk, please.

I wanted to apologise for my behaviour this afternoon.

It was out of place and I'm sorry.

Thank you.

My husband has just given me the annulment papers.

My husband

has been cheating on me since the day I got married.

He's been using me and my family's money.

We have no intimate relationship.

He hasn't even touched me in months.

I feel very lonely, Víctor.

I need some affection.

The last thing I want right now is to lose you too.

Are we all here?

Take your places.

If you're here to interrupt my class again--

No, no, miss. I've come on my own.

I wish to apologise on behalf of my colleagues

and myself, naturally.

I don't want you to think we don't take your class seriously.

I don't know what to say. You left in a rush before the class.

Their behaviour was deplorable, but they are decent lads.

You see,

we work in a fashion store.

It's a good job,

but a hard, demanding job, so much so that sometimes...

Well, the boys know that ballroom dancing is important to me

and they offered to help me,

because I would never have dared to come on my own.

Nothing more to be said.

The class is about to begin.

Are you coming?

Don Emilio!

Doña Conchi, what are you doing here?

I couldn't leave you to face this alone.

I'm grateful, but there's no need. It's sorted now.

Miss, I'm Conchi,

mother and aunt of the two fools who ruined your class yesterday.

I'm very sorry.

Nice to meet you. Don't worry.

The gentleman has just apologised for them.

Many thanks, Don Emilio. You are a gentleman.

The class is about to begin, if you feel like it...

-Oh, yes! -No.

I only came to apologise for yesterday.

But you just said--

Please forget what I just said, miss.

But we're here now.

Come on, make the most of it and have a dance.

I'm grateful for your enthusiasm, Doña Conchi,

but I have to go, I'm very sorry.

Good night.

Don Emilio, wait. Wait.

Patricia.

Sorry I'm late.

Don't worry.

Would you like a drink?

Thank you.

A tonic water, please.

Another.

Crikey, Patricia,

I hardly recognise you.

Is that a compliment?

No.

Sorry, yes, yes, of course it is.

But I can't deny

that the change has taken me by surprise.

But, in the store, the way you...?

In the fashion world we say you must dress for each occasion.

But I'm still the same.

As my mother would say, the cowl does not make the monk.

I thought of her when deciding what to wear.

Well, in that case, I assure you, you've hit the mark.

My mother will adore you.

Really?

I'd love to convince her to continue with the store.

I was excited about the idea of working with you.

I know, so was I.

Perhaps we could join forces and convince her.

No.

No, no. Forget it.

I wouldn't want to create a conflict between you and your mother.

I'd never forgive myself.

Thank you.

Family is the most important thing

and I can see how close you are.

Wait.

This doesn't have to mean a family disagreement.

Trust is often more important than money, isn't it?

Do you think?

Yes.

Of course.

Decided.

We'll convince her, together.

The Alcocer won't move from Velvet.

Oxfords' offer might be...

-interesting-- -Oxfords' offer?

Well I've got some news for you.

Alberto has asked me to go and live with him.

Great!

Take my mother-in-law, it's a big house.

Rita.

The annulment papers have been presented.

Well, this deserves a toast.

To the annulment being granted soon.

I'm going to ask for a marriage annulment.

Don't exaggerate, your mother-in-law is a nice lady.

Yes, when she's asleep.

Not even then. She snores.

Well, girls,

guess who is going to hear her boyfriend snoring

tonight in her new house?

He's going to take you, at last!

And you? What about you?

-Eusebio devours you with his eyes. -Clara.

What? It's no sin.

No, she's right. I like Eusebio,

but nothing has happened, I had to speak to Jonás first.

So, you and Jonás aren't...

No, but he took it very well.

He's a good guy.

-Things are changing, aren't they? -Let's hope for the better.

I'm sure.

Girls, do you realise this might be the last time we're together like this?

I'm sure it won't be the last time.

To Luisa, the new singing star.

And to the Velvet girls.

The best friends you could ever have.

-To the Velvet girls. -The Velvet girls.

-Okay! -You're still not ready?

Alberto, we said on the hour. I've still got one minute.

Hurry up, I don't want to be late.

Are they waiting for us?

No, but I want to get there in time, talk to him, make it look casual,

otherwise he'll see what our game is.

It doesn't seem a good idea at all.

I don't know if it's good or not,

but we have no cash flow and Cafiero does.

It's our last chance.

-I know exactly what is at stake. -Mateo, we'll be late.

Promise you won't do anything stupid,

I know what you're like, Alberto.

Let's go!

-Can you see him? -It must be that table.

-Excuse me, sir. -Yes.

How long has that man over there been playing?

-On that table? -Yes.

All night.

Thank you.

Well I never, Cafiero doesn't waste time.

We have to give it a try.

Good evening,

Mr. Cafiero.

I'm Alberto Márquez, manager of Velvet Fashion Store.

Don Rafael's son?

I was very fond of your father.

Thank you.

I wouldn't wish to take more than five minutes.

I would like to propose business.

Sorry, I never talk business in the casino.

Could we meet tomorrow?

You could play with me.

The night is young.

Are you sure?

Let's play.

You want to do business with me?

What kind of business do you intend

if you can't even win a miserable hand?

Well then, girls, I must get on my way.

When will you be back?

I'm going to Benidorm tomorrow, to a new music festival.

How lucky, an escape trip to the beach. I wish I could.

I wish I could stay with you.

-Don't be silly, come here. -I'm going to cry.

Well, now that you're going,

I'll go too, I have to go to Mateo's house.

And I have to go to Alberto's.

Eusebio is waiting for me downstairs. We can give you a lift.

Eusebio, agent, chauffeur and boyfriend. He's the perfect man.

Come on, your mother-in-law is waiting.

Don Emilio.

Don Emilio.

You aren't angry with me, are you, for turning up unexpectedly?

No, don't worry, it's nothing to do with that.

Oh good. I did it to keep you from any unnecessary embarrassment.

It's true, the face is a reflection of the soul,

and your face is sulky.

Doña Conchi, I appreciate your gesture and your constant concern for me,

but now, with your permission, I'd like to return to my room.

The other day with the anisette

I had my doubts,

but when I saw you abandon the dance class today,

it became quite clear.

What?

Well, you're shutting yourself off.

Not one dance with me. Is that normal to you?

Yes.

I think it is.

But that's because you're afraid of making a mistake.

And well, that's quite normal.

But that's what the classes are for. You'll see, next time--

There won't be a next time.

Look, madam, I'm a grey and solitary man

who loves shutting himself off from time to time,

who won't allow anyone to tell him how to live his life

and who will not dance again, neither with you, nor anyone.

Have I made myself clear?

I think it's time I went to bed.

If you'll excuse me.

-Good night, Don Emilio. -Good night.

-Hello. -Hello.

-Where were you? -On the roof garden with the girls.

Rita.

I don't want us to argue.

Me neither.

You know you're the best thing in my life.

And Manolito.

And Manolito.

And your mother.

And my mother.

I'm sorry I said what I said, but your mother...

My mother wants the best for us.

No, Pedro, she wants the best for you, I can get knotted.

My opinion doesn't count, she does as she pleases.

I know.

Perhaps she's a bit obsessive and stubborn.

-Well, like you. -What?

You are too.

No.

A bit, sometimes.

Perhaps.

Please, I'm begging you,

-let's not argue again. -No.

If we argue, I'll die.

I've missed you so much, Pedro, so much.

Mother.

How was the dancing class?

A disaster.

Don Emilio has no idea. He's old.

Well, I'll get ready

-to go to bed. -I'll go with you if you like.

No, you'd better stay here and sort things out with my son,

you've made a right mess.

No, the one to apologise here is you, mother.

-Me? -Do you know

why Rita and I have fallen out? You've no idea.

If you've no idea, why did you just say that?

Since you arrived you haven't stopped interfering.

I haven't done anything.

You've done everything, mother. All but tell Rita how to sew.

She told me. She told me.

-It was just a bit of advice. -Mother.

Oh my God.

I'm a horrible mother-in-law.

I'm so sorry, son. Really, I am.

I think I overdid it a bit.

When I married your father, my mother-in-law never stopped interfering

in the kitchen, the washing...

Yes, Grandma Amelia...

Well, they saw her coming and it was like, "God help me."

And now I'm doing the same.

-Well... -How sad.

Not exactly the same.

A bit, just a bit. Less than nothing.

Really, son, I'm sorry.

I just want the best for you.

Well, for both of you.

Rita,

I'm sorry I said what I said to you, honestly.

Well, don't get like this,

mother-in-law, you'll make me cry.

I'll go back to the village tomorrow.

If I'd known all this, I wouldn't have hidden the results.

-Mother! -I knew it!

I knew they must have given her the results.

-I told you. -Rita, Rita, Rita.

What?

Are you tired of losing?

We can leave it if you prefer.

This is only money, Mr. Cafiero.

Why don't we play for real?

Alberto.

What are you prepared to bet, Mr. Márquez?

If I win, I get all my money back, my car

and you buy my collections and sell them abroad.

And if you lose?

You keep Velvet.

He's joking, don't take any notice.

I'm up for it.

Are you?

I accept.

This hand will decide everything.

Mr. Cafiero, one minute, please. Come here.

Come here.

Have you gone mad? Risking Velvet?

We have money problems, remember.

We've lost a collection and must produce another in record time.

Either we sell abroad or we're lost.

Yes. And you'll risk it all on the cards?

If this doesn't work, we'll lose the store anyway.

-We need Cafiero. -We need the store.

Mateo, please. Trust me.

Alberto, listen.

-Any problems? -Shall we continue?

We continue.

Full house.

Quad of jacks.

Of course, you're like your father,

you've got what it takes.

I'd love to do business with you.

It will be a pleasure. Thank you.

Ciao.

I need a whisky.

Two whiskies, please.

I promised Clara I'd take you back sober.

Don't worry, at this stage alcohol doesn't affect me.

I can't believe you bet the store.

I played it safe.

Cafiero had a tic: he touched his nose when he was bluffing.

Seriously?

Seriously.

-Our girls our waiting for us. -Wait a minute!

What do you mean, bluffing? He had a full house.

You have to take risks in life.

What was that doing there?

-After living there for a month... -What are you talking about?

Is the princess tired of running around?

This has only just begun, dear.

-Safe journey. -Bye.

Are you thinking the same as me?

I'll undo my shirt.

I'll undo it.

-The wardrobe. -What?

The wardrobe has opened on its own.

You've slept with the slob from Valladolid?

No, find another.

Alberto and I want to live together.

-Can't you wait a bit longer? -We've been waiting forever.

-Don Alberto, you have a visitor. -Who is it?

A surprise visitor.

Alberto is alert. It's dangerous.

I have a last blow in mind from which Velvet will never recover.

Enrique wasn't the one who stole De la Riva's designs,

whoever did it remains in the store.

You assured me that Enrique was to blame.

We asked for a bank loan and we've been defrauded.

I can only think of one person to solve this.

No.

Give me that contract.

Am I back in Velvet? Yes or no?

You're back.