All language subtitles for Velvet.Coleccion.S02E03.720p.WEBRiP.X264-FiNESSE_eng

I can't talk now.

-Will he walk again?
-There's a possibility that he will,

but that will depend
on the effort he puts in.

If he doesn't work
he'll always be in that wheelchair.

I say this because
your friend hasn't been very cooperative.

Right... Well, don't worry.
We'll do everything we can to help him.

-Great.
-Can we see him?

The surgery was traumatic.

It's important
to alleviate his pain right now.

We just want to be with him.

Fine, but no more
than two people, please.

-Don't worry.
-Thank you.

What do we do now?

He needs to realize
he won't get anywhere with that attitude.

We have to be strong now,

because he needs us
and this will be a long process.

-I'm here for whatever you need.
-Thank you.

Who's going in?

You go in, cuz.

-No, you two should go in.
-I've been with him for the last two days.

That's why it's good for Raúl.

That way Marie and I can use the time
to advance with Farah's job,

then we have to collect her niece.

Yes, you guys go in.
Call us later.

This is really tough.

When I'm in a hospital
all I can think about is Rita.

-It's our anniversary tomorrow.
-That's right.

-I'm going to Porrillos to see her.
-Shall I come?

Don't worry about it.

Stay and enjoy your time with Mateo.

Oh, my friend...

It's time to start fighting.

We'll deal with
whatever comes our way.

-Oh, Carmelita.
-You scared me half to death, man!

-And my Raúl?
-You're on about that Gorgio?

The most important thing, now,
is that you get better.

I'm sorry, you can't move.
The doctor told us.

-We'll see about that. Why did you come?
-How could I not come?

They poisoned you
with that transfusion they gave you.

-You and your imagination.
-What do you mean?

Look, you're a good guy,
but when you lose yourself it's bad.

Take it easy, Rafael, my boy.

If you have to be
in preservation 24 hours,

-then you'll be in 24-hour preservation.
-I think you mean observation.

And that's exactly what I'll do: observe.

My God, you'll break me.

Rafael, get back here,
you have to stay in bed.

They do deliveries? Thanks, honey.

-Come on, Mr. Miguel.
-We could get a little more bread.

Get the wine, sweetie.
Leave him, it's time to chow down.

-Like I could eat now.
-It's really good.

ROOM 232

You see.

Now my blood runs through your veins.

We're more united than ever.

Now all that's left is for you...
to forgive me.

You can't even imagine
how much I love you.

And I can only hope that those traces
of me that are inside of you,

lead you back into my arms, my Raúl,

my prince...

My little matador.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Patient diagnosis: lupus.

Lupus?

Lupus Erythematosus.

Oh, Lord.

I gave you something.

Oh, God, no. Not that.
For the love of God.

Not that.

I'm begging you, God,
Jesus Christ, The Pope,

please cure his lupus.

I swear I'll never sin again,
just cure him.

Cure his lupus.

Why are you kneeling there?

Lord, I'm praying for someone else.

Get out of here, right now.

-Carmelita!
-What’s happened now, honey?

I thought I'd given him something,
but I haven't.

It was a woman.

-Good morning.
-Hello.

Can you move this amount from
the first account to the second, please?

Of course, that will be no problem, Mrs...

One moment.

Rey.

Although we need
your husband's signature.

-But it's my money.
-I'm sorry.

I don't want to inconvenience you,
but it’s the bank's policy.

Under Spanish law.

It's my money.
You wrote the check yourself.

-Could you give us a moment, Godino?
-Of course.

-Macarena...
-Women are still second-class citizens.

I don't make the laws.

You could open your own employees minds.

What happened?

They've requested your signature
to transfer my money from Petrogal.

You deposited it in the bank.

-Now it's mine again.
-Excuse me?

Be more careful
if you want it for yourself.

You're talking about hiding it
under the bed?

Do me a favor
and tell him to transfer the money.

What's the hurry?

-I don't have to explain myself to you.
-And I don't have to break the law.

Clara asked me
to find a store in Seville.

-I need access to my money.
-Clara?

-Yes, is that a problem.
-Not at all.

You need my signature
and I need your help.

-What are you talking about?
-Sit down for a minute.

I heard that two days ago Velvet received
an order that may revolutionize the brand.

I want to be part of that.

-I can't help you.
-You can absolutely help me.

I offered Clara special funding,

so she'll be more ambitious
with the creation

of the Queen of Iran's dresses.

She wasn't very receptive.

-She mustn't need you.
-But I need here, Macarena!

I need here. I want in on this deal.

Shared business creates happiness.

When that's not the case, frustration
and tension surfaces in ensuing projects.

-Are you threatening me?
-Macarena...

I'm aware your project
in Seville will generate

new expenses for the parent company.

You yourself might even need funding.

It would be a pity if all the banks
in this country rejected your request.

-You're scum. What do you want me to do?
-Convince Clara.

-I want in on the business in some way.
-I won't do that.

I'll tell her what a scumbag you are
and let her decide.

-Hello.
-I need to talk to you for a minute.

I don't see what else we have to discuss,
you signed the papers. Thank you.

I only need a minute,
why are you refusing?

-Because I know how this turns out.
-How?

-Badly.
-They can't get any worse.

You're wrong.

You could ask me to try again
and I could say yes.

And in a few months' time, you'll take off
on an investigation and I'll be alone.

You didn't want me
to sign the papers, did you.

Leave it.

It always feels like
I'm falling into a trap.

-Leave it, Mateo.
-Clara...

I still love you.

In that case, stop hurting me.

I'm sorry, I didn't realize...

-Omar is here to see you. The ambassador.
-I'm coming.

I wasn't expecting you, Your Excellency.
How can I help?

Why don't you tell me
where your head of communications is?

Excuse me?

You just missed him
and he won't be back for a while.

-Can I give him a message?
-No, that won't be necessary.

-Can we speak in private?
-Yes, of course.

-Is something wrong?
-No, no. Have a seat, please.

The queen wants to try
the dresses with her jewelry.

We need a special
security detail for her next visit.

Right. I'm sure the jewelry
is sufficiently insured.

That's not your business.

I'm trying to avoid any altercations
due to the jewels being here.

Mr. Ambassador, you must safeguard
the queen and everything to do with her,

but we've received very important people
here and are equipped to deal with it.

I doubt you’ve ever seen
a 300-year-old gold and emerald tiara.

And that's just one
of Her Majesty's pieces.

Honestly, no.
I've never had that pleasure.

What I don't get is if you're so worried
about security and discretion,

why give me so much info?

You're a woman of...

-character.
-No more than any other woman.

But I sense you're not used
to dealing with women.

Don't be so sure.

I meant in business.

-Right.
-If you're worried about security,

why don't we do
the fitting at the embassy?

Because Her Majesty wants
to feel like a free citizen.

-And she wants to come here.
-Okay, then.

-When shall we make the app--
-On Wednesday.

But that's three days away,
it's not enough time to get ready.

We only work with the best.

So, if you'd rather back out...

We'll be here.

Let's go.

-There he goes. Mr. Modest.
-Who can blame him.

And who would blame me
for having some questions?

It's not a great time right now.
I have a lot of work to do.

-Really, Clara.
-So our head of comms is out, is he?

Such a shame,
I'd really liked to have met him.

I don't know,
I think there was a misunderstanding.

I think something is going on. Who is it?

-Who is who? The head of communications?
-That's the one. Who is it?

Well...

Enrique.

Excuse me?

Who does he think he is?

-Why didn't you tell me?
-You know how he is.

Great timing as ever.
Let me know when he arrives.

-No problem. I--
-And where has Mateo gotten to?

Oh, yes.
He told me to tell you that he left,

so you could have your meeting in private.
He left that way, a minute ago.

Fine.
Ask Jonás to come and see me urgently.

No problem,
I'll let him know right away.

-What would I do without you, Palomita?
-Enough. You're getting me in trouble.

-Omar asked for you.
-Omar is up to his neck in it.

I'm convinced
he's using Velvet as a cover.

He doesn't work for nothing.

-I'm so sorry.
-No, I'm sorry, sir.

-Julián!
-Don Mateo!

-Why are you here with all these books?
-They fired us all when you left

and now I work for a publisher
This is our latest release.

-Isn't that Patricia?
-Patty Samira now.

-Patty what? My God.
-What are you doing now, sir?

How are you? Just so you know,

I always read your articles.
Your reports are amazing.

Thanks.
I'm still in London, it's going well.

But I'm here for a while,
investigating a case.

When are you not?

I think this was fate.
I have a proposal for you.

-Now? You don't have time.
-Yes.

-Of course. What is it?
-No, really.

-He's in a hurry.
-I'll see you downstairs.

I'll be down when I'm finished.

Don Mateo...

-Weren't you going downstairs?
-Me? Yes, but...

I don’t think it's a good idea.

-Don't then.
-I was referring to you, sir.

The thing is...

-Don Mateo has changed.
-He seemed the same to me.

Absolutely not.

He's starting to lose it.

I think he sees cases
where there are none.

If Don Mateo needs my help,
I'll always be by his side.

-Especially if he's having a hard time.
-Of course.

-Well, good luck with the presentation.
-Thank you.

This will be the end of me.

-Take it easy, you're breaking my arm.
-What if this is a mistake?

-You're right. Let's go.
-Hey, wait!

I'm joking. Everything will be fine.

I hope so.

Look, there she is.

Juliette.

Juliette!

-Hello.
-Hi.

-You look amazing.
-Thank you.

-I couldn't wait to get here.
-Yes?

-I'm a little nervous.
-But happy?

Yes! I'm very happy!

-Oh, Aunt Marie.
-There, there.

Everything will be fine.

-I'll bring the car round.
-Okay.

Do you want to sit here
and have some water?

-Yes.
-Okay, I'll take this. Come on.

-Better?
-Yes.

-Okay.
-Yes.

I just got a little overwhelmed.

You just need time to settle, Juliette.

What has Mom told you?

She didn't want to talk about it.
She was as upset as you.

Juliette, I want you to know
you've come at a great time.

I was so looking forward to you coming.
Shall I tell you why?

Sure.

The Queen of Iran has commissioned Velvet
to make the outfits for her coronation.

-Really?
-Yes.

I know it's not the same as school,
but I'm sure you'll learn a lot.

So, will you help me in the studio?

-I'll spend day and night there.
-I know.

Thank you so much
for giving me this opportunity.

The only thing I want is to be able
to help you with what's going on.

You don't have to tell me now.
You'll find the right time to tell me.

Now, let's go. Your uncle is waiting.

Please.

-I wasn't expecting you, Excellency.
-Me neither, they said you were out.

-I'm leaving now.
-This won't take long.

-Who are you and what's your game?
-Excuse me?

Matías Laguardia,
Head of Communication for Velvet.

We both know that isn't true.

Right...

Mr. Lagasca?

-What do you want?
-To know what you were looking for.

To get back what is mine.

You have nothing to fear
if you have nothing to hide.

Don't play with fire.

You'll get burned.

Thanks for the warning.
I'm late for my appointment.

Good luck, Mr. Lagasca.

You'll need it.

That's strange,
I was going to say the same thing.

Go.

Hey, hey.

Don Mateo. Don Mateo.

-Are you okay, sir?
-Help me up.

Lean on me.

-Who were those people, Don Mateo?
-I'll tell you in a minute. Let's go.

-Sorry.
-Sorry.

-Hi.
-Hello.

A workmate told me you came to see me.

Yes, I picked
your wallet up from the bar.

-Oh, you have it?
-Yes.

-Wait here a second.
-Can I come with you?

Yes, sure.

Why did you lie?

Sorry?

When you said you lost your daughter.

I don't know what you mean.

The other day they said you didn't show up
at work and I got worried.

-So, I opened your wallet.
-You opened it?

-Yes, because I need to know your address.
-You had no right to do that.

I just wanted to know if you were alright.

-But I met your daughter--
-No.

-No, what?
-I don't have to explain myself.

I'm not asking you to.

-It's just after all of this--
-After what? After nothing.

We are nothing, Pedro.

I don't owe you anything. I didn't ask you
to worry or bring my wallet.

-All I did--
-You know what you did?

-What?
-Butt into my life.

You read the letters
I wrote to the love of my life.

You invaded my privacy.

My broken heart.
And you want to judge me?

Why should you judge me?

For trying to get close to you,
like you did with me?

I'm sorry.

I thought fate had brought us together.
Or even Rita maybe.

But apparently not.

I don't want to see you again.

Please, go.

Pedro.

Are you okay?

Yes, I was just...

getting ready to leave and...

-and I lost track of time.
-Sure you don't want me to come?

No, I prefer to be alone with her.

I understand.

Drive safe.

Don't worry, Julián.
It hurts but it looks worse than it is.

-You have to help me, he's dangerous.
-Yes, I can see that.

He calls himself Omar Ahmadí,
but he's Omar Khan.

Probably the biggest jewel smuggler
in recent history.

The Teigueraya case.

I told you I read all your articles.

They took me off the case
and I couldn't finish it.

Give me ice.

Thank you.
This time I'll finish it.

I don't think that's a good idea,
Don Mateo, look at yourself.

I wasn't counting on this, Julián.

Let's just say he found out
about my intentions too soon.

He wants me to stop.

-So, what can I do for you?
-He knows who I am.

He'll be watching my every move,
so I need someone to stand in for me.

Someone strong and brave.

I'm in.

I knew you would be. Thank you.

I left some papers
in Clara's office at Velvet.

A report that implicates Omar.
We must get it back.

-Does Omar know it's there?
-No.

But if he were to find out,
it would put Clara in danger.

She doesn't know it's there.

Nothing can happen to her.

She's the most important thing in my life.
Though I'm not capable of showing her.

Don Mateo...

We'll protect your princess.

More ice?

Here.

Thank you.

Are you okay, Macarena?
You made me worry.

-Sorry to bother you so late.
-Don't worry, I was at the store.

What is it?

When I went to access
my money at the bank today,

I discovered I can't do anything with it
without Eduard's signature.

-But it's your account.
-You know how things are in this country.

He even gave you that money himself.

I'm trapped, Clara.

Unless we let him partake
in Farah Diba project.

-Excuse me?
-Eduard sees an opportunity.

I bet he's already
offered you more money

or to insure the project
and you've said no.

-And he won't take no for an answer.
-Right.

I'm sorry.

I'm not going to tell Ana
we're not going ahead with the franchise.

I don't want you
to go with someone else.

We can't allow you
to be financially dependent on Eduard.

I know, but you shouldn't feel
obligated to go ahead.

We're doing this
and you'll just have to owe me one.

Thank you.

Good morning.

I have some good news.

Clara has accepted my offer

and I'm having dinner
with her tonight at Pompidou.

Won't you say anything?

You can seduce her tonight,
as you wanted to.

I want the oil loaded onto my ships.

-Have you been spying on me?
-Who? Me?

Absolutely not. Why?

There was a reporter here,
sniffing around in my papers

and coincidentally he took some papers
that connect you and I.

What do you want?

To blackmail me?

I don't know what you mean
but I don't like it one bit.

I've had reporters looking
for my Achilles' heel forever.

Do you know who it was?

Mateo Ruíz Lagasca.

Mateo.

Mateo Ruíz Lagasca is no reporter,

he's Clara's husband.

-Hello.
-Hello.

Put a podium on each side.

-Get moving.
-A cushion on each chair.

The floor needs to be much smoother
and put the chairs in lines.

-Manuel.
-Hi, baby.

-I have something for you.
-So the monks do bring luck.

-No! I don't mean that.
-What then?

Look.

Is that for a girl or a boy?

-It's for you, baby.
-Excuse me?

You expect me to wear this?

Manuel, we have to connect
with the community.

Sure, but I can't just
take off my uniform.

-If my dad sees me, he'll kill me.
-Since when do you care about your dad?

You have told him our plan
to go to the reserve?

It's not that easy, baby.

I can't just say I'm going
to a reserve to milk cows.

It's delicate and not a good idea,
today of all days.

He's going to Porrillos
as it's his wedding anniversary.

Don't worry.

I am worried,
because I've felt the call, baby.

-What call?
-From the Supreme Being.

Guru maharishi.

-Guru maharishi.
-Maharishi guru.

Only she can guide us.

Can I help you?

-Cristina.
-It's been a long time, Enrique.

Sandra, this is my brother.

-It's lovely to meet you.
-Likewise.

-Who do I have the pleasure of meeting?
-My voice of conscience.

-I can see you're feeling better.
-And I can tell you're happy to see me.

-I have to admit I wasn't expecting you.
-I'm not just passing through.

-I'm not just here to say hi.
-You aren't?

I've come back for what's mine.

Let's go into my office.

Would you like anything?
A little drink, Cristina?

No, thank you.

Cristina wants to get to the point.

-Isn't that right, Cristina?
-Great.

Let's get to the point, then.

You took advantage of my illness
to keep my inheritance.

That's simplifying things a little.
But I don't blame you.

You seem to be overlooking
a detail about Dad's money.

It's still there because I looked after
the business for years.

That's not what I understand.

Don’t lose yourself. Find yourself.

Don't bow down. Stand firm.

So she really is your voice of conscience.

Sandra Petrivelo is
a writer and philosopher.

-She's also my psychiatrist.
-How wonderful.

It's fun as when I talk to you
she responds and vice-versa.

I don't have time for nonsense.

It took years to get here.
I'm not leaving without my money

And if I don't have it?

In that case,

we'll have to go down to that
ridiculous presentation you've organized

and instead of sharing
Patty Samira's revelation...

you'll be sharing mine.

-Can we make some progress?
-Of course.

Enrique.

Enrique! Can you explain
what the meaning of this is?

-It's Patty Samira's presentation.
-Right.

But this isn't a carnival.
Why didn't anyone tell me about this?

Let's not overreact.
It's just a couple of hours.

Patty wanted the best setting
for her presentation.

She knows the Catalonian upper class
congregate here

-and that's just who her target market is.
-I'm fully aware of that.

But what do we gain from this?

Can we discuss this later?

It's just about to start,
this isn't a good time.

And you also have to explain since when
you were the new head of communications.

-What?
-Clara.

-It's been a long time.
-Cristina.

Yeah, it's a patch.

It's weird at first,
you can look all you want.

I'm sorry, but we're talking about
something very important with Enrique.

Yes, I also have important things to do.

-Good day.
-Good day.

Finally. Have we come to a decision?

There's a meeting room,
why are you in my office?

The meeting room is full
of stuff from Enrique's presentation.

We know we haven't given you much time,

but Elena is going away with her father
for a few weeks from tomorrow.

-You're getting married soon, right?
-What's that got to do with you?

I'm surprised you're more concerned
with this than your wedding.

I'm not sure I understand you.

Well, as it's such an important day,
I didn't think you'd leave it up to fate.

You must have
already chosen your designer.

Of course.

I'm all ears.

Pascal Blanche haute couture.

Fancy that.

Half of French haute société

come to us for their designs
and you're going over there.

Problem?

Not at all, it's just
you could also launch the lingerie there.

Now, if you wouldn't mind,
I'd like the use of my office.

-Leave it to me.
-Is she choosing my wedding dress?

Calm down.

Don't bother.
Elena and I will never see eye-to-eye.

I don't get why you both
always make it personal.

You're sorely mistaken there.
This isn't personal.

The future wife of our financial director
cannot get married in a Pascal Blanche.

What would the international press say?

-I hadn't thought of it that way.
-That's what worries me.

You don't think about these things.
I don't care what she does,

but you can't allow her to.
You owe it to Velvet.

What happens
if I must leave Velvet Barcelona?

-Will everything go to hell in a month?
-Are you leaving?

You're going with Mateo.

Fine.

Velvet can make my dress.

Mademoiselles, are you...

You're not here.
You've gone walkabout without me.

Pregnant?

Everything is amazing, Uncle Jonás.

-Do you like it?
-I love it. Ç'est mignon et ç'est chic.

You need to explain the Farah job,
to see how she can help us.

Are you okay?

-Yes, sorry. The designs are here.
-Can I see them?

Yes, of course.

Wow.

As you can see they're only half done,

because the queen didn't give us
an exact idea of what she wants.

This has something unique. It's different.

Why don't we show her the looms first?

Sure.

-But I don't know what I'm doing yet.
-It doesn't matter.

Where am I?

Miss.

-Where am I?
-Mr. De la Riva.

My God, you look just like her.

What do you mean? It's me, Inés.

You're fashion student.

Inés!

Of course.
I said you were alike, but it’s you.

Why are you dressed like a cleaner?
Take it off.

Take me to the store. Come on.

-You still haven't been discharged, sir.
-Discharged?

What's this?

What am I doing in the hospital?

You're scaring me, Mr. De la Riva.

The doctor.

He's a little disoriented and worked up.

It's probably because of the sedation.

-Mr. De la Riva.
-What?

Mr. De la Riva?

-What?
-Hello.

-Where are you?
-Here, Mr. De la Riva. Hello.

-Hello.
-How are you?

-Really good.
-How are you feeling?

Really good.

Better than ever.

But I have to go,
I have so much work at the studio.

-Please help me, Inés.
-You have to recover to walk again.

-Excuse me?
-Mr. De la Riva...

you suffered a very serious injury
due to a fall you had.

You must work really hard
if you're to walk again.

But just relax, I'm sure you can do it.

-Take it easy.
-No.

Inés... What? No!

No!

-What's going on, Inés?
-Mr. De la Riva.

-Please!
-Look at me. Relax.

Breathe.

I can't believe
she still won't endorse my collection.

She's right though.

It's a good idea you wear a Velvet dress.

Imagine a front page displaying
another top designer.

That didn't occur to either of us.

I hate admitting when Clara is right.

-Get going, you've got a lot to do.
-Promise me you'll miss me.

-I'll do my best.
-Your best?

-I'll call you when I get to Rome.
-Hey...

I love you.

I love you too.

When you're ready.

Everything good
or do you need to see my shaman again?

I think I'm sufficiently enlightened,
thank you.

-Enlightenment will come with my success.
-All I need right now is money.

I see you've learned nothing.

Life has shown me time and again
that you can't change. Shall we?

Thank you very much
and good morning to you all.

There could be nothing better

than sharing
this magical moment with all of you.

Miss Patty Samira is probably
the only woman in this life who is capable

of connecting
with something beyond this realm,

beyond our world.

And though it might seem a lot,

I assure you,
that in these times of change,

it may be the time
to focus less on material things

and worry more about our eternal souls.

Miss Samira has been generous enough

to put into words
everything she considers revealing,

so that each and every one of you

is able to delve
into its essence and connect...

with the most profound part
of our existence.

So, without further ado,

I'll now leave you with Miss Samira,
who will make this moment very special.

My light is the light.

-Manuel, you'll...
-My spirit is the spirit.

-And my mystery is the mystery.
-Have you seen Manuel?

Peace and love to you all.

-Velvet Department Store.
-It's me, son. I need to talk to you.

-What's up?
-How are you?

Well, not bad.

Listen, I hope you're helping your uncle

and making your brothers' lunches.
Careful with Marie's niece.

Look after her
like a gentleman not a scoundrel.

You're not giving me
enough time to answer.

Right, sorry.

Sorry, it's just this phone box
is eating my money.

Do you need anything?

No, I...

I'll tell you when you're back,

because Dad... I've seen the light.

That's what I like to hear.
You have to keep moving forward.

You can tell me everything
when I get back.

I just wanted to tell you
I'm almost in Porillos.

Okay, well...
Don't get too upset, okay?

Don't worry, your dad's a strong guy.

-Okay, I'm going. Love you.
-Love you too.

-Would you mind?
-Lourdes.

Meeting you has changed my life.

I'd like it if you signed my book.

Are you serious?

I've spent my whole life looking
for my parents' approval.

But you've shown me that
the important thing is to accept myself.

Come with me.

This trip will bring you to the truth.
To your truth.

-Where? To India?
-Don't let anything stop you, Lania.

There's something
more important than freedom.

Being free.

Lourdes.

Hi, Patty. I've decided
I'm going to tell my dad tomorrow.

-Manuel, Manuel.
-Yes?

-I have to say something.
-What?

I'm going to India with Patty.

-What?
-I'm starting my journey, Manuel.

My journey to freedom.

But, Lourdes...

I said no!
I don’t want to know anything about Mateo.

Don't you see?
I could lose my job and Clara.

-So, look the other way.
-Excuse me? No!

Don't go in there.
Get out of there, right away.

The second drawer on the left.

Here it is.

Hello?

Hide!

-How can I help you?
-I'm from the Iranian consulate.

-This envelope is for Clara Montesinos.
-She's not here, but I'm her secretary.

Don't worry.

I'm Clara Montesinos.

-It's a letter from the ambassador.
-Thank you.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

-What is it?
-They've cancelled the queen's commission.

Happy anniversary, my darling.

Don Emilio?

Subtitle translation by Francesca Maguire