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Alberto has left the store.

-We'll never make it, Mateo! -Airsa 208 destination Havana!

Let's go and get him!

-Your ticket and passport, please. -Excuse me.

-The flight to Havana? -It's already boarded for departure.

I have to go to the gynaecologist and I don't know where to start.

You've never been?

No way, it'll be a young, attractive man with blond hair and blue eyes.

I can just see it now.

Have you had mumps?

I feel great, as strong as an ox.

I'm afraid I'll need to do some tests on the ox too.

Want to know? I'll tell you! They said that the pistol...

hasn't been loaded.

This is a new challenge for all of us.

That's why I want each of you to put your hearts and souls into this reception.

You gave Alberto the shares?

Will we ever be given a say in this company?

The new owner arrives today. You can discuss that with him.

We've signed a contract.

I'll be back in ten days.

When I return, I want you here, ready to give your life for this store.

I'm marrying another man. Doesn't that bother you?

The person the wedding will hurt, is you. If only you could see that.

If we can't get the mine back,

-may God forbid it... -Please!

we could face bankruptcy.

So hold onto Patricia.

I never imagined it like this.

I'm marrying a man that I don't love.

Patricia, we've talked about this.

Little by little.

Do you take this man as your husband

to love and respect,

each and every day until death do you part?

I do.

Without Alberto, it'll be difficult. If Ana doesn't bring him back...

I don't know if I'll be up to it.

I couldn't cope if anything happened to you.

I didn't think I'd get a hug.

We interrupt this programme

to bring news of an air accident.

The flight from Barajas to Havana

has suffered a serious accident.

The flight from Barajas to Havana

with planned layover in Lisbon, Santa María and Bermuda

has suffered a serious accident.

It is believed to be an Airsa Airline plane

that was to cover the route.

We await confirmation from the authorities involved.

If so, it will be an unprecedented event

for the airline company, Airsa.

The event was publicised a few minutes ago

and we have very few details,

as the number of casualties, or possible survivors, are unknown.

We will keep you informed

as to any details relating to this horrific accident.

Let's wait until we have more details.

Ana!

Mateo, it's Ana...

I'll wait here.

Mateo's going to the airport. Then he'll come.

Please remain calm.

-Any more details? -Is the flight number confirmed?

How can it not be confirmed yet?

We will give you more information shortly. Please, clear the area.

-I'll get her a coffee. -No, not a coffee, she's jittery.

A tea or something then, I can't stay here.

You two keep schtum. Don't tell anybody anything.

Maybe it wasn't Alberto's fight.

They said the destination was Havana.

But, who knows? There might have been more flights to Havana.

Do you know where my uncle is?

Trying to contact his friend in Customs. He's with Doña Blanca.

Don Mateo!

Do you know anything?

It's chaos. The company's overwhelmed. Nobody knows anything.

You still don't know if it was his flight?

If he's arrived in Havana, we could call the hotel.

He should arrive tomorrow.

This can't be happening...

Let's try not to assume the worst.

Remember, no news is good news. It could be a good sign.

The only thing we can do is wait.

Wait for what? I can't wait.

There must be somebody who can help us.

What about Sara Ortega?

-Not the best... -What's her number?

It's in the office.

At this time, maybe she's...

-Hello? -Sara?

-Sara, it's Ana Ribera. -Ana!

-Sorry to call at this time... -It's not the best time.

I don't know if you're aware, but I'm very busy.

Sara, yesterday Alberto caught a plane. He was flying to...

To Havana?

My God.

Please, I need any information you have.

I need to know if Airsa had a flight to Havana.

No.

They've confirmed that it may not be our company's plane.

-What? -What is it? What is it?

Ana, it's utter chaos here.

The information is muddled. I can't confirm anything.

Sara, this is Alberto.

I'll call you when I know. I promise.

-Thank you. -Ana...

Try to be strong. It could take a while.

While there's some hope that he's alive, I'll be as strong as ever.

I'll call you later.

Thank you.

What? What did she say?

Maybe it wasn't an Airsa plane.

Good! Good, good, good!

But we must wait, Mateo. She's going to call me back.

We'll wait, we'll wait.

Let's tell the others.

Mateo, I'll stay here, in case they call. OK?

How is she?

She...

she won't leave the phone's side.

I suppose that you'd do the same thing in her position.

Yes, I suppose I would.

When you think you've seen it all, suddenly... bam!

Let's remember that this could still have a happy ending.

That would be best.

Sweetheart, please, open up.

I'm sorry that our first night as man and wife was like that, but...

I'll call you from Guinea.

I love you, sweetheart.

I caught you!

-Don't touch me! -Don't ask impossible things of me.

We're married. My love, come here.

Sweetheart, we're married. You're my wife, for God's sake.

A marriage can be annulled if it's not consummated.

Don't say that. Sweetheart, please.

You know that I love you with all my heart and I'd do anything...

Make a big effort in Guinea then.

Save your fortune or you'll lose me forever. Liar!

Fine.

-Not even a good bye kiss? -Liar!

That's a no then.

Good bye, then. My love.

Good morning.

I've got it! I've got it! I've got it!

I've got it! I've got it! I've got it!

I can see it. I can see it!

-I can see it! -What can you see, Mr. de la Riva?

I can see it so clearly. Can't you?

Yes!

The chubby woman in blue?

Doña Florinda, one of our best clients,

often comes with her daughter, who's gorgeous.

I forgot that I see in Technicolor and you see in black and white.

In Technicolor?

Men, Jonás. Men.

My new audience.

I've always focused on women, now I must dazzle the men.

Men like you.

I mean... classier, with more demeanour. But ultimately, men.

I can handle the class comment, but my demeanour?

That display must be changed. Out.

We need another oak one, more serious, drier, more masculine.

British, more elegant.

Couturiers. I need couturiers.

-Couturiers? -The best in Spain.

And while the couturiers make the clothes,

the staff can offer cigars to the clients...

or a Scottish Highlands,

or a bourbon from Kentucky.

Or just a drink, maybe.

Jonás!

Luckily, the Infantes are good people,

because there's not much else...

Hey! What about the couturier trials? What will they start?

What are we going to do now?

If anything happens to Alberto, Ana will be beside herself.

Let's wait until we have news, then we'll...

... we'll see.

I know, it's just that...

I put myself in her place and...

think that If I ever lost you...

Rita.

Don't you ever say that.

I know, I'm very sensitive.

Yes, I think the truth is,

that we're all very nervous.

If it's not one thing, it's the other.

Are you still worried about the mumps?

No. No, not anymore.

Pedro Infantes, we know each other now.

You're worried because of what the doctor said, aren't you?

It's just that if I...

What if I'm infertile?

I won't be able to give you what you want.

-Let's do one thing... -I'd never be able to forgive myself.

Neither of us are going to think the worst,

promise?

But when we get the results, Rita...

Yes.

Anyway, I'm going to check the post,

maybe a telegram or some news about Don Alberto has come.

-I love you. -I love you too. So much.

Hello?

Yes, it's me.

Good morning, Doctor. How did everything go?

In person?

Yes... in that case, I'll come and collect the results this afternoon.

My husband has to come? Well...

yes, of course, no problem.

He'll come with me.

See you this afternoon.

Rita.

It was the doctor, the gynaecologist.

I realised that.

-He wants Pedro to come. -Of course.

Yes, but he can't.

Why not, Rita?

Because Pedro's going over and over the mumps business

and he thinks he's to blame.

It would be best if I went and found out

and then give him the news.

Pedro is very sensitive and maybe it's bad news.

-And you? -And me?

I'm as tough as nails.

Men nowadays are as soft as butter, Lucía.

Very well, I'll come with you.

What time is the appointment?

I was going to go this afternoon.

Count me in.

Thank you.

-Shall we take this to Ana? -OK.

May we come in?

Ana, how are you?

I've been waiting for the phone all night.

And?

Nothing.

Thanks girls, but I'm not at all hungry.

That'll be nerves.

This is no way to live.

You must keep your strength up.

It's going to be a long day. You should eat something.

I know that he's alright.

He must be alright.

-Ana. -Is it Mateo?

He listened to the radio all night, but there was no news.

Where's he gone?

To get the paper, there might be news there.

You've been here all night, you can't stay all day as well.

She's right, Ana. You should go out and clear your head.

Clara can stay here, we'll take turns.

What if they call?

I think that Rita's right. You should get some rest.

Thank you. I'll be back right away.

I can't believe that Alberto went away

and left Patricia in charge of my business.

I still think that you should be relaxing.

If I were at home I'd only be going over it in my head.

It's outrageous, Enrique.

Surprise!

Why are you here? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?

And give you time to destroy the evidence? No, no, no.

Cristina, you look amazing!

I went to the hospital to surprise you, but I was the surprised one.

-When did they discharge you? -Yesterday afternoon.

I had a horrible time. It was awful!

I know.

But now we must concentrate on the jewellery collection

and bring ourselves up to date on what...

I'm afraid you're the one who has to catch up.

What do you mean?

What are we going to do now?

Defend ourselves against the Italians.

We must demonstrate that Alberto's absencemay be beneficial for the stores.

We need to sign a shareholders agreement with Cafiero.

Excuse me, but some of us don't know how that would be of personal benefit

because we haven't studied economics.

Amongst other things, it protects the minority shareholder.

I doubt that Cafiero will agree to that.

Alberto didn't want us involved in business.

But Cafiero is a busy man.

His family is in Italy and if I can get him to let me lead,

it'll save him a lot of headaches.

Either we hold our ground now, or we'll become mere employees.

Good morning. Everybody's here.

Well if it isn't Alcocer's glowing new wife.

I'll congratulate you, as I can hardly say the same to him.

Well, it would be nice.

Why are you here, Patricia?

Shouldn't you be on your honeymoon?

My husband has had to go to Guinea for business.

The honeymoon has been postponed.

But having seen the news,

it seems it was a good idea.

How horrible...

Why did you come, Patricia?

Now that I'm going to be the figurehead of Velvet Jewellery,

I wanted to tell you that I've decided to change the strategy.

What does that involve exactly?

Taking into account your business experience

and Cristina's set back...

Your nephew and I are perfectly fine.

I will be the one who meets with Cafiero.

In private.

I'll tell you what we decide afterwards.

-Are you going to screw him too? -Bárbara!

Look Bárbara, I'm getting tired of the way you speak to me.

If only you fucked your husband like you should...

--Enough, both of you!

This isn't the playground. This is business.

We have no option but to collaborate.

Collaborate?

You want to collaborate, Enrique?

We're shareholders and we only find out what's going on today.

We're the last to know.

That's easily fixed.

There's somebody here who has all the answers.

Mateo!

-Mateo! -One moment.

One moment.

I...

I have to tell you something.

Alberto caught a plane to Havana.

What do you mean, Mateo?

We still don't know for sure,

but a few hours ago he got on an Airsa plane to Havana.

-You mean that the... -I hope not.

But he might well have been on that plane.

-But... -He might well have been?

Sara Ortega told us this morning...

they don't know if it's an Airsa plane or not.

Other companies fly the same route.

Cristina!

Cristina, calm down, calm down.

Cristina!

I can't believe it.

What are we doing here? Let's go to the airport.

Mateo was there yesterday.

They're giving out no information. It's chaotic.

I don't know what to say, Ana.

To wait.

To wait for good news from Sara.

Yes.

Good news.

Good news.

Get to work, please. Quickly.

Hello?

Ana, Sara's here.

Tell me it wasn't one of your planes.

Tell me it wasn't.

Ana, I'm so sorry,

it was our plane

and there are no survivors.

No!

I'm leaving this evening.

We need to meet with the authorities to arrange the search.

Do you think we'll be able to recover the body?

The plane fell in the middle of the sea, Mateo.

I don't know.

But I'll call you.

Thank you for everything.

I still don't know what went wrong.

Yesterday I was thinking of going and bringing him back,

and today I've lost him forever.

Calm down. Calm down, sweetheart. Don't think about that.

Don't think about that, it'll only hurt you more.

I don't know how to live without him, Raúl.

I don't know how to live without him.

You won't live, Ana,

you'll survive.

You'll survive.

Because life's a real bitch.

You spend your life making plans for nothing.

Alberto once told me that you had to surprise life itself.

And not to let it be the one to surprise you.

What if he decided to surprise life?

And he never caught that plane?

Where are you going?

I should have gone, not Raúl.

Raúl is in better shape than you.

Yes, but I'm her best friend.

Rita, one look at Ana and you're in tears.

Because I think what a nightmare this all is and...

and how much she must be suffering, and what's to come and...

I'm going up there, if we cry, then we cry,

but at least I'll be by her side.

What is it?

What if he wasn't on that plane?

If he never caught it then he could be alive.

Ana, sit down, sweetheart.

Mateo took Alberto to the airport and left him there.

He dropped him off, he never saw him get on the plane.

I know Alberto.

He can be very impulsive.

Ana, we know that this must be so difficult...

I may seem crazy.

But something inside of me says that he's still alive and I won't give up.

I need your help, please.

What do you want to do?

Whatever I need to.

Ana, please.

I'm going to prove that Alberto changed his mind.

If Alberto's dead, I'll...

You'll be Spain's widow

and that baby, the great Márquez's son.

Bárbara, please.

Cristina, your life is much better without Alberto.

Believe me.

You cried enough tears with him by your side.

Call me stupid,

but I always thought he'd come back begging forgiveness.

You need to think about your future

and make the most of this situation.

I don't know if Alberto's dead or not,

but if he turns out to be,

you need to think about yourself and your child,

and keep on going.

-Who's she calling? -God knows.

Are you going to call Sara again?

Ana, she'll be in a meeting.

Hello, with Carlos Álvarez please. He's one of the company's pilots.

Are you crazy? You can't talk to him!

-Yes, I'll hold. -Who is it?

-Yes? -Carlos...

-It's Ana... Ana Ribera.

Ana.

I'm sorry to bother you, but...

No, it's OK. You can't imagine what all of this is like. It's...

I know about Alberto.

I'm sorry.

That's why I'm calling.

I need your help with something.

Please.

I know that things didn't end well between us

I wouldn't call if it weren't important. I need your help.

OK. We can meet in the Pausa

and talk. I can be there in half an hour.

Half an hour in the Pausa? I'll be there. Thank you.

Ana, you can't go.

-Rita, don't start. -Why not? Who's Carlos?

An ex-boyfriend of hers. Things didn't end well with him.

They ended dreadfully. I don't trust that man.

I'm going.

He's the only one who can help me.

Fine, but you're going with chaperones.

We won't leave you by yourself, Ana.

Let's go, then.

What a life.

One day you're here, the next you're not.

-In one breath. -One second.

-The blink of an eye. -Just like this... and you're gone.

And then, what?

Nothingness.

-Not nothingness. -Emptiness. Nonexistence.

Cousin, you sound like a philosopher.

I heard one on the radio one day.

One thing's for sure,

life is for living. Live every day as if it's your last.

If they pricked me right now I wouldn't bleed.

Know who I was thinking about?

-Who? -In Manolito.

All this stuff about being a father...

Cousin, why don't you bring him?

No.

I can't. What with everything going on in the store...

-Cousin... -It would be a mess.

A child always lifts spirits, we could do with that here.

I'm sure that Rita would love it.

Think so?

Believe me. Call Rosamari and tell her to bring him. Go on!

What, now?

Yes, now. Right now.

I can't call Rosamari now and say that...

-Let's sit down. -No!

-Shall I call her? -Right away. Come on, it's getting late.

-Pedro? -Rosa María?

What do you want?

I'm good, all the better for talking to you.

Could you send Manolito so that I can see him?

I know you'll say no, but first think...

Pedro hasn't seen Manolito for ages and he deserves...

Fine.

Sorry. Did you say that it's OK?

Yes. I'll send him this afternoon.

You'll send him...? This afternoon?

Genaro has to run some errands in Madrid. I'll send them together.

He'll bring him to the store.

Well, have him come, have him come today. Of course.

I'm always so thankful and have always said what an angel you are.

Something makes me think that this isn't for me.

Shut up for a second!

Is something going on with him?

No, like what?

He wants to see you.

And that way I can spend some time with Toribio.

-Did you say Toribio? -Toribio?

Yes, we're together.

You speak to her, please. OK, I'll...

One question: you mean with Toribio?

With that...? He's a waste of space!

Pedro, do you want to see the boy? Or not?

Let's not fight about it.

You're absolutely right, Rosa María.

Excuse me because... she hung up.

She's with the...?

With the stammerer?

Love is blind, Cousin. It's literally blind!

And a stutterer!

What about Manolito?

He's coming this afternoon. Don't tell Rita, it's a surprise.

-He's late. -He'll come.

Can you tell me what he's like?

Speak of the devil.

Ana...

-Hello. -Hello.

Long time no see. How are you?

Fine. Thank you for coming.

-Shall we talk in private? -Yes.

Ana, we're here...

just in case.

I wasn't expecting your call.

I wouldn't have called you unless it were a case of life or death.

But I know that you're a good person.

I never meant to hurt you, Ana.

If this is my chance to show you, then I welcome it.

I need to know if Alberto caught that plane.

As far as I know, there's no doubt. He's on the passenger list.

I know that he bought a ticket for that plane,

but I've a feeling he didn't use it.

Ana, I understand that it's difficult, but you should...

Help me, Carlos. I'm desperate.

It may sound stupid, but...

I know that it would be easy for you to check and...

I'd be eternally in your debt.

If he wasn't on the plane, he would have been in touch with you.

Fine. I'll look at the list of check-ins.

Thank you.

Alberto's a lucky man.

When I find out I'll come by the store.

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

-So? How did it go? -We'll have to wait and see.

OK, we'll be cautious then.

Yes,

I still insist on believing that Alberto's OK.

Rita, weren't you going to run an errand with me?

Oh, yes! Of course.

Excuse me, girls. I'm still the new girl around here.

See you soon.

I hope that you're right and Alberto's OK.

Thanks for coming with me. What would I do without you girls?

-Good afternoon. -Good afternoon.

I've come to get some results.

-What's your name? -Rita.

Margarita Montesinos.

Very good. Please take a seat.

I'll tell the doctor that you're here.

Thank you.

-Can you be still? -No, I can't.

-Rita, calm down, please. -Yes, I...

I knew that this wasn't a good idea.

What?

Marrying, leaving my village, becoming a seamstress. All of it.

-Rita? -What?

I'm here for you. It'll all be alright.

Mrs. Montesinos? Please come through.

I'll be right here.

-Margarita? Come in, please. -Good afternoon.

-Have you come alone? -Yes, yes.

Pedro had to work.

It seems that working is more important than having a child for him!

It's the opposite.

I don't mean that he's lazy.

It's just that, well... well that...

I'm here behind his back!

You saw him the other day.

He's got it into his head that he's the problem and...

if that's the case, I'd rather tell him myself.

There are no problems with Pedro's test, he's perfectly fertile.

Goodness me!

Wonderful! Thank goodness!

He's going to be so very happy when I tell him!

Let's see, Margarita...

I'm sorry to tell you that we've detected a small issue with your uterus.

The official term is "hostile womb".

That doesn't mean that you can't become pregnant,

but I'd be lying if I didn't say that this

reduces considerably your chances of conceiving.

Come on, Margarita. I want to see you strong and optimistic.

Medicine has advanced so much

and there are many effective treatments which will help you become pregnant.

What exactly do they consist of?

Yes, well...

Margarita. Is that clear?

Yes.

How am I going to tell Pedro?

Manolito!

You're a grown man already! Come here!

I'm hungry.

You're hungry? Some things never change.

-Did you bring a case? -He has it.

-Thank you for bringing him, Genaro. -You're welcome.

-Say hello to Mayte. -I will do.

Good bye!

-How are things in Porrillos? -Mum has a boyfriend.

Yes, Toribio, right?

-He's annoying. -Watch that mouth!

He gets stuck and can't get it out. He's stuck on "Ee...ee...ee...".

Watch it, Manolito! Your grandfather stuttered too.

If it were only that, Dad... I just don't like him.

You don't like him because he...

He's a waste of space!

He is a waste of space, but you can't say it.

Want a ride?

Let's go for an amazing sandwich!

Don Emilio, look who's here!

Manolito!

You're quite a lad.

I'm so happy to see you again.

-You're a little bit older. -Hey!

Yes, dear... spitting image of you, this one.

You know what kids are like, they're wild and loose-tongued.

-Can I talk to you for a moment? -Yes, what is it?

Do you think this the best time to bring a child to the store?

I don't follow.

With everything that's going on, Pedro.

That's exactly why I did it, Don Emilio.

I've realised that life is so short.

No. Then something bad happens and...

it ruins everything.

I never see Manolito.

Mr. Infantes, not only do I understand, but I also admit that you're right.

Do you mean it?

Yes. It's possible that a child in amongst all of this

might do us all some good.

Look after the little wild one.

I will. Thank you.

Welcome, Manolito!

What are you doing with that? Let's go and see Rita.

This is a project that Father and I believe in wholeheartedly.

They're completely at your disposition.

-May I come in? -What do you want, Enrique?

How are you?

Since when have you cared how I am?

I care, even though you don't believe it.

Cristina and I have our differences.

It's not always easy, but she'll always be my sister.

What are you getting at, Enrique?

I want you to know that you can count on me.

I remember the last time that I saw him.

Don't say that, there's still hope.

I wished him dead, Enrique.

I wished him dead.

When he took my shares and gave me those sketches...

I told him I wished he were dead.

Don't worry.

I can't understand why I said that to him.

Because you're a high spirited woman, we all know that.

And so does he.

I'm sure he knows that you didn't mean it.

Why are you saying this?

Because I know you.

You put on a hard and cold front,

but you're not like that.

What am I like?

Much more than that.

Shall we begin?

Yes, of course.

These are

the designs that Alberto left me.

What for?

We already have an approved collection.

We can't carry on with that collection.

An earthquake in Guinea ruined my husband's family's most important mine.

Which means we don't have the stones for the collection.

-When were you going to tell us? -Well...

let's relax. She's hardly to blame for the earthquake.

Thank you, Enrique.

We can't produce that collection, but we can produce Alberto's.

The designs are simple but they're impeccable,

not to mention their elegance.

It's precisely what we need for Velvet's first jewellery collection.

Patricia, this is a decision that's not yours to make.

Bárbara, please...

It pains me to say it,

but this may be the best solution. Pearls are always a hit.

Cristina?

Cristina, what do you think?

Alberto's project is the best option.

It'll be the last thing he does for the store.

It's the perfect tribute.

Rita, you heard the doctor.

You can still be a mother with the treatment.

It's so upsetting, Lucía.

I've been dreaming about being a mother all my life.

And you will be.

-Not a word of this to Pedro. -Rita!

Lucía, not a word.

Let's go.

Don't say anything. Not a word.

Rita! My love!

Where were you? I've been looking for you all day.

I'm sorry.

I didn't want to bother you,

and well, we went to the gynaecologist

to get the results.

Wasn't I supposed to go with you?

It happened so quickly.

And Lucía came with me, so...

-Lucía went? -Yes.

I was accompanying her really and then she accompanied me...

What did they say?

That everything's fine!

There's no problem and no reason to worry.

That's it, we just need time and patience.

Right, Lucía?

I'm not infertile then. I don't believe it!

But I...

But I told you that with love and...

-are you OK? -Yes.

I'm just a bit worried about everything, you know.

That's normal. I have a surprise for you.

-You're going to love it. -Really?

Little fiend!

What are you doing here, little one?

I'll get you! You're getting so big!

So this is your son?

Yes!

Hello, Manolito! I'm Lucía.

Nice to meet you.

You're very pretty.

Wow! Thank you.

-Will you be my girlfriend? -Manolito!

He doesn't waste any time.

Shall I show you our new room?

Shall I? Come on!

No, that's Doña Blanca's room!

I'll leave you alone with your family.

Lucía...

I just wanted to tell you that...

You asked for help, that's all.

The rest is none of my business.

Do you think I'm a horrible person?

I think that Pedro shouldn't be kept in the dark.

I don't want him to be disappointed with me.

If the problem wasn't you, you wouldn't feel disappointed.

Parenting is a team game.

Anyway, he won't hear it from me.

Wasn't I supposed to be teaching you?

You've done a great job.

Is it true that Don Alberto was traveling on that plane?

If not, why did Miss Ortega come here this morning?

It's horrible.

They should tell us something Being here like this...

Ladies! Can you explain to me what's going on here?

What? Nothing to say now?

We were talking about what's happened.

We're not stupid, Doña Blanca, we've heard the rumours.

What rumours?

That Don Alberto is dead.

-How could you say that? -Pepita, please.

Don Alberto has gone on a trip, that's all.

He was on the plane to Havana,

and the press says that there are no survivors.

That's a lie. How dare you!

Ladies,

work is over for today.

That's enough gossiping. Gather your things and get some rest.

-The truth is the truth, right? -Did you not hear me?

Calm down, Ana. Calm down.

I know it's difficult,

but you must remain calm.

For your own good, and for the store.

Doña Blanca, right now the store...

Yes, yes. You're right. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

What I mean is that,

I'm the first to trust that all of this will sort itself out,

but in the meantime, we mustn't give way to panic.

It's as though they were talking about a stranger.

As if they don't know what Alberto means to me.

They know.

And we'll never forget it.

Sweetheart, it's OK.

Listen, while there's hope, as small as it may be,

we mustn't give up.

Not yet.

I need to go and get some air.

Ana.

It's not good news, I'm sorry.

This is the list of all passengers who checked luggage.

Alberto is amongst them.

Ana, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry, I really am.

Ana!

Ana!

Ana!

Call a doctor, Doña Blanca, please.

Ana... Ana! Ana!

It's about Alberto.

The plane he was on has crashed.

We've lost him forever.

The store is in mourning.

Tomorrow we will hold an intimate funeral in his honour.

Thank you.

CLOSED DUE TO BEREAVEMENT

I'll keep you informed.

Speak soon.

Mateo?

Mateo...

Mateo?

What are you doing here alone, my love?

Give me that.

-Leave me alone. -Mateo, please. You're drunk.

I'm in my home and I'll do whatever I want, Clara.

Come on. Take a shower to wake yourself up. Today's the funeral.

What funeral?

That mass?

That mass where they talk of the dead as though they were amongst us?

Don't talk silly.

I'm not going to the stupid funeral, Clara.

Mateo, he's your friend.

You're not like that.

-Don't you want to say good bye to him? -To who?

Who do you want me to say good bye to?

To a photograph?

To a black ribbon on an alter?

He's dead. That's it.

He's not going to miss me.

Mateo, you're scaring me.

Leave me alone, Clara, please. Leave me alone.

-Come on, you'll regret it if you don't. -Forget it, Clara. Get out.

-Please... -Go.

Get lost, Clara, get lost! Get out!

Out!

Doña Blanca.

I was going to see how Ana is.

But I'm sure it'd be much better if you go.

No, no, no. Come with me, please. I'm going to need you.

You see, Doña Blanca,

I've done everything physically possible

to protect Ana from everything,

absolutely everything.

But I'm afraid that this...

I mean that you, as a woman, might be of more help to her.

I'll do my best.

Your niece is a strong woman, she'll get over this. You'll see.

She just needs time.

Just like you did when times were tough, and like I did too.

Let's go.

Ana?

Ana?

Ana's not in her room. Have you seen her?

-No... -I'm going to tell the staff.

Wait, Don Emilio! I think I know where she might be.

Do you mind if I go and look for her? Don't worry, I'll take care of it.

What are you doing?

Come on, get down from there.

Your uncle is looking for you.

We're going to be late.

Ana, are you sure? We can go back...

Ana, Don Emilio.

Thank you for everything, I heard what you did.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

It was the least I could do. Ana is special to me.

I'll see you inside.

There she is!

Clara, sweetheart. Where's Mateo?

He's not coming.

What? What do you mean, he's not coming?

It's OK. Calm down, calm down...

-Mateo's a mess and won't stop drinking. -I can imagine.

No, really. I've never seen him like that.

I tried to convince him, but he won't see sense.

-He's not going to come? -No.

Go on in.

Go in.

Patricia, sweetheart.

I still can't believe it, how awful.

How are you, dear?

I image that this isn't very difficult for you.

It's more like a victory for the business.

How could you say such a thing?

We're still family, despite everything.

That's what's such a shame...

you can't choose your family. You get what you're given.

Patricia...

I know that you have a lot against me.

And I'm sure that I deserve it.

But I'd like to think that Alberto's death hasn't been for nothing.

With him it was all very difficult.

I'd like this to be a cause for reconciliation.

You could have saved yourself the journey. It isn't the Márquez's store anymore.

-What? -Now's not the time or the place.

It's my brother's funeral.

You're not alone.

You have me.

Excuse me for one moment, please.

Lucía, what are you doing sat there like a mere seamstress?

-You're a Márquez. -This is where I want to be.

And where my father wanted me. He should be here, by the way.

He's not coming, he's away on business. He's working in Portugal.

Don't say another word.

I know all of his excuses.

I never thought that he could be such a coward.

He can't even show his face at a time like this.

Please, Lucía, don't be dramatic.

You were always an impertinent, ill-mannered child.

I demand that you respect your father.

That man is nothing to me.

Lucía?

Are you OK?

-Yes, yes... I want to be alone. -If you need to talk or anything...

Lucía, is everything alright?

That man has no heart.

How could he not have come?

You have to be very brave to show your face on a day like today.

Who are you talking about?

My father, Jonás.

A coward.

Let's try and keep calm.

We're all upset because of what has happened. Come with me.

There are lots of photographers.

Are you ready?

Cristina?

Best not paint your lips.

They have to see how broken you are.

I forgive you, Alberto.

I can't believe it.

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

We are gathered her today

to honour the memory of a great man.

People pass on, but what they build remains.

And considering the accomplishments of Alberto Márquez,

it's hard to imagine anybody

whose life could have touched people more.

Today,

we've gathered amongst friends,

family, partners, clients...

to pay tribute to an exceptional man.

You may be seated.

Open up, Mateo. It's Raúl.

Mateo don't let me make a scene, open the door!

I'll count to three. One, two...

I know that you can hear me, Mateo. Open the door!

Cheer up. Shall I pour you a drink?

Don't ever hit me again.

Then behave yourself, you stink. Here, drink this.

-Get dressed, we're going. -I want to be alone.

Very well.

We'll do things the difficult way then.

-Have you ever been bathed by a man? -What?

There's a first time for everything.

Where's the bathroom?

Lord, welcome your son, Alberto,

who you have called from this world into your presence.

Let the light of your face shine on him.

Have mercy on all of us and...

Mateo, please. You're worse than one of my models.

-Raúl, I can't go. -Yes, you can. That's enough.

Stop behaving like child. A stupid child.

If you don't go, you'll regret it for the rest of your life.

I can't go. I can't say good bye to him.

Nobody's asking you to.

Nobody.

He'll always be with you.

Death won't end your friendship.

So stop crying now, Mateo.

You're going to go,

you're going to dedicate a few words to your friend

and you're going to behave like a man.

Which is what you are.

Let's go. Come on.

Let us pray

for the soul of our brother, Alberto,

who is now at rest in the kingdom of heaven

rejoicing in the presence of the Father,

and of eternal life. Amen.

May the blessing of God Almighty,

the Father, Son and Holy Ghost

-be with you all. -Amen.

You may go in peace.

One moment!

I would like to say a few words.

I still haven't said good bye to my friend.

To my brother.

Alberto was...

a brave man.

A generous, intelligent,

entrepreneurial, honest,

funny,

seductive,

elegant, playful man.

A drinker and smoker...

But what I envied him most, was his left hook.

You see, I...

I always wanted an older brother,

somebody to ask for advice,

and I had to wait 13 years

and travel to London to find him.

Alberto was always there,

always.

We once raced across the whole of France in his sports car.

A policeman stopped us,

and Alberto explained to him

that we were looking for the best winery to have a Burgundy.

In the end,

the policeman didn't fine us,

and he ended up blind drunk with us

singing the Marseillaise.

He was like that,

so incredible.

I suppose that...

on a day like today, he would prefer something like this.

To talk about the best times

and know that, in spite of everything, we must keep going.

Brother, I...

I swear that I'm going to try.

I don't know if I'll manage it, but I swear that I'll try.

I'll always take you with me.

So will Ana,

the woman of your life,

and all those that love you.

-Carlos... -Héctor, what are you doing here?

The captain's been trying to get this to you. He said it's important.

Wait for me in the car.

"Carlos, we've found the passenger that you're looking for.

Alberto Márquez flew to Istanbul, minutes after the flight to Havana."

Ana...

my thoughts are with you.

Thank you.

Dear Ana,

Here, lost in nothingness, no contact with the world,

I need to think that these words will reach you one day.

I couldn't get on the plane.

Going to Cuba would be looking for answers in the past

and now I need to look to the future.

Every day I dream about returning to Madrid

and finding you being successful like the great designer that you are.

Nothing would make me happier than that.

I know we need time and distance to get over the blows we received.

I'm convinced I'll never love anybody as much as I've loved you.

Ana...

one day I'll come back for you

and when I do nothing, and nobody will separate us.

Carlos, thank you for coming to see Ana each morning.

Thank you for looking after me.

I know how you feel.

Alone and scared to death.

You'll find your path, I'm sure of it.

What's going on?

Have you lost your mind?

Enzo Cafiero arrives today

and I won't be considered a third class designer.

I'll repeat what I said at the church:

I'm here for anything you want.

Either we strengthen our vote, or we're done for.

Yes, Enrique, but how do we do that?

Leave that to me.

-I don't trust him. -Me neither.

It's over.

I'm suffering too.

You won't hurt me anymore.

One moment!

Will you marry me?

A letter for Phillipe Ray.

Thank you, Pedro. I'll deliver it.

"Dear Ana, at the last minute, I decided

to change my plans, and lose myself in the unknown."

What's wrong?

Can't you see? Ana's on her feet.

Ana's pregnant.

What?