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Don Emilio?

Can you explain what you're doing? Get up and tidy yourself up.

That's right. Very good,

So much time has passed and we're still the same, you and I.

Looking for something?

Don't be cheeky, Mr. Infantes.

-Are you really here? -What do you think?

-I don't know if I'm honest. -Aren't you happy to see me?

Yes, I mean it feels weird, but I'm really happy to see you.

You had gone onto a... better place as the saying goes, right?

Well, the saying is wrong. Don't trust the old sayings.

Let's just say you move on.

And not completely.

-This can't be happening. -Mr. Infantes.

-My God, I'm going crazy. -Mr. Infantes.

-I've gone crazy. -Mr. Infantes.

Mr. Infantes.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph!

How did you get in here, Don Emilio?

-Through the door, naturally. -Naturally?

There's nothing natural about this.

-I didn't hear the door. -Calm down.

I'm going to explain it to you.

The big man upstairs is testing me. I have a mission and you have to help me.

Or better yet, I have to help you.

-But, how... A mission? -So it would seem.

And if I don't pass it

well, the whole resting in peace... isn't going to be an option.

Mr. Infantes...

I'm sorry if I seem impertinent, but I must insist.

I'm not a figure of your imagination nor are you crazy, Mr. Infantes.

If I'm not crazy this must be a dream and I want to wake up now. Please.

It's neither of those things and I'm going to prove it to you.

Listen, on your way to Porrillos,

you stopped at the Balsaminas Inn.

Yes.

You told Manolito you would stop there

to have a coffee and call him on the phone.

-Right. -But you didn't have any coffee.

Instead you ate a steak the size of my head.

And had two glasses of red wine.

Well, I was hungry and you know how I get...

I'm going to tell you what you were thinking while you ate.

You thought:

"If my Rita was here, she'd have ordered a steak too...

but hers would have been well done."

I've missed you, Don Emilio.

You left without even saying goodbye.

-What's going on here? -I'm...

It's a long story.

I have all the time in the world now the commission has been cancelled.

-Okay, but please don't be angry. -Not a good start.

Well, the cancellation and something else that happened

-may be connected. -And why is Julián here?

Julián...

is the...

Mateo got into the Iranian consulate pretending to be head of communications

-and stole some of Omar's papers. -What?

-But... -I've said it now.

-His intentions were good-- -I don't give a damn about his intentions.

Mateo has no right to pose as a representative of Velvet

or to get involved. And there are no words for what you did.

Don Mateo asked me to check everything was okay,

and I wanted to take advantage to speak to Paloma..

I know I shouldn't have helped Mateo and I really shouldn't have lied to you,

-but please believe us. -Get out!

Get out of my office, now.

-Call the consulate and apologize. -Right away.

Iranian consulate.

Good afternoon, I'd like to speak with the ambassador.

-I'm calling from Velvet. -His Excellency isn't here, ma'am.

Miss.

Hello, this is the manager of Velvet, I'd like to speak to the ambassador.

As you already know, Miss Montesinos,

the ambassador wants nothing to do with Velvet. Good day.

Yes, but...

I'm sorry for being a soft touch. You know I'm easy to convince.

Who's she calling?

Hello?

I'm sorry to bother you, Eduard, but it's important.

You could never bother me, Clarita. How can I help you?

There's been a change of plan. I can't meet for dinner.

-I wasn't expecting that. -The embassy cancelled the order.

What happened?

It appears that a reporter gained access to the embassy

pretending to be a Velvet employee and stole some papers..

I don't think that helped matters.

What do you mean a reporter took some papers?

-We need to take legal action immediately. -That's what we should do.

The problem is that the reporter was Mateo.

Farah is not just any client. Her coronation is a business opportunity.

I know, Eduard.

I don’t need you to tell me how important this is to us.

That's why I'm calling. I need your help. The ambassador won't even speak to me.

Could you meet with him and try and change his mind?

Well, the key is those documents, so you'll have to get them back

I'm sure Omar won't yield without them.

I'll get right on it and await your call.

What about my Rita, Don Emilio?

-How is she doing up there? -Good.

-She's really good. -Really?

Although I don't see her all the time, because she's in a...

She's in an area for the chosen ones. A sort of VIP area.

They call it paradise.

She must have had a totally clean soul when she arrived there.

No doubt.

I came here today because it's...

our anniversary.

I always almost forgot when it came around,

until one day I did forget.

And... do you know what she said?

Just don't forget our golden anniversary.

She thought this would last forever.

But sometimes forever

is over sooner than expected.

Pedro...,

you're in your early thirties.

I won't say that you'll meet another woman like Rita.

In fact, I wouldn't suggest even trying.

But don't cut yourself off, Pedro.

Don't do it.

You could love again.

Of course.

And that's a good thing.

You have to live your life.

I had to die to work that out.

You have to live, Pedro.

-I know, but it's difficult. -I know it isn't easy.

But when the day comes and you meet that person

who makes your heart beat faster, you'll know.

You know what I mean, right?

Yes.

I met a girl.

And you feel something for her?

I feel that...

she's in pain.

-So you feel something for her? -Yes. I mean, I don't know.

Whatever it is that I feel, it'll never come close to what I felt for Rita.

I'm starting to understand why I'm here.

The mission, I mean.

-Yeah? -Yes.

Let's go, Pedro. We need to rest. We'll leave for Barcelona early tomorrow.

-Right. -Come on.

-Can I ask you something? -Yes.

Are you dead or could it be said that you've been revived?

Good evening to you too.

Have you lost your mind?

How could you pretend to be from Velvet and steal from the ambassador?

-I had my reasons. -To ruin me.

To protect you, he's dangerous.

-I've had it with your imagination. -Is this my imagination?

His Excellency advised me to mind my own business.

I said no and this is what happened.

Omar did that to you?

He got somebody else to.

As some kind of warning, I assume. Is that proof enough for you?

They cancelled Farah's order because of you.

That deal was the international launch we need for the brand.

I'm sorry.

You're going to forget Omar and give me those papers.

I need that order.

-I won't put you in danger. -Forget that and give me them.

Mateo...

-Mateo, please. -I don't have them.

This is the chance I need to prove I deserve this position.

-Give me until tomorrow. -Don't let me down.

9She was very worked up.

But I'm sure she'll get ahold of the papers.

She knows there's no deal without them.

What do you propose?

To tell her I've arranged a dinner for the three of us

and that she'll have the chance to re-commission the order.

One more thing.

The dinner is here.

You want to intimidate her.

They steal from me and you want my gratitude for getting it back?

-She needs to apologize. -I agree.

-Now, release one of my ships. -When I have what's mine in my hands.

Omar...

The theft wasn't my fault and it incriminates me as well as you.

If those papers come to light, the emperor will feel betrayed

and we'll both go to jail.

I'm giving you a solution.

So give me what I'm asking for.

I'll order a ship to be loaded and released today.

The other depends on this dinner.

Fine.

Cheers.

Don Mateo.

Don Mateo.

Where have you been?

Your wife came in when Paloma and I were in her office.

-She knows everything. -I know.

-I have to photograph everything. -What for?

I have to give back what's not mine.

I need copies to continue investigating.

I'm starting to think this isn't a good idea.

Don't talk nonsense.

-What about my house? -I found a beauty.

We can see it tomorrow if that's okay?

It's always okay.

What do we have here?

Sergio Godó.

What does this mean?

One of two things: either Godó Jr. is up to his neck in it

or Godó Sr. is using him.

Here you go. Thank you.

Sorry, I came as quickly as I could.

What's happened?

We lost the Iranian order.

Excuse me?

-Now what? -We get it back.

-How did we let this happen? -The details aren't important.

We got this letter from the embassy.

-Shouldn't we stop work in the meantime? -No.

But if we keep using materials and jewels,

we'll end up spending a fortune.

No.

We shouldn't.

It's our chance to make a name for Velvet outside Spain.

-This is just a bluff. -It doesn't seem that way.

The coronation is set.

If we don't have enough time, how is another company going to?

Can't they change the date?

Not with all of the other royal families already invited.

Have we got something to make them reconsider?

I haven't got anything that's good enough.

The fabric your mom brought is good but I haven't advanced.

I found some of Raul's designs in the move.

They were sort of...

Well, Eastern.

-Where are they? -No idea, but we can look for them.

I know the ones, look for them.

I need them for tonight, I might get to have dinner with Omar.

Okay, let's go.

You're going to tell me the truth, right? Why did they cancel the order?

We're supposed to be a team. If not I don't know what we're doing.

Mateo pretended to work for Velvet and stole some papers from the embassy.

What?

Who does he think he is, James Bond?

Omar worked everything out and here we are.

-Up shit creek without a paddle. -Right.

I'm sorry, Clara.

It's not your fault.

We'll fix this. You'll see.

Honestly, I don't know if there is a way of fixing this.

-Can you leave us for a moment, Sergio? -No, he should stay.

The financial director needs to explain himself.

-Me? -Yes, you.

In these papers--

That's enough, Mateo. No more playing at Sherlock Holmes.

This is done. I'm giving those papers back.

I won't risk Velvet over stuff that isn't our concern.

I don't care if Omar is shady or involved in illegal dealings.

I don't care. It's not our problem.

We've accepted a commission from Farah Diba.

He's a middle man, nothing more.

I get it now.

I won't keep fighting you, I was trying to protect you.

I hope you're happy.

Hey, you!

What do you want?

Pistols at dawn?

I won't let you keep speaking to me that way.

-Who do you think you are? -I don't trust you. Never have.

You do business with Godó.

I don't know what you mean.

You're shown as the owner of two companies in business with the ambassador.

Don't be ridiculous.

I'm blowing the lid off this. You'll go down.

There's no point in protesting, rehab is non-negotiable.

-Whether you like it or not. -Oh, God.

-Will it be like this every day? -No.

Thank God.

It was the first session, the rest will be more intense.

What do you mean more intense?

-It's a miracle I survived today. -Don't be so dramatic.

That nurse...

-Dulce. -Looks are deceiving.

She's like a pantyhose-wearing wrestler. She rubbed my neck so hard I went blind.

Mr. De la Riva, rehab is painful when it's done properly.

-It's the only way to recover. -But...

What about the other type of rehab?

Mental and emotional rehab.

Look here, Doctor. I'm an artist.

I need light, color, inspiration...

-To get out of here. -It's early for that.

Doctor, please.

I'm begging you, Your Eminence.

No.

I promise to come once a week, if necessary.

-I promise. I swear it. -It wouldn't be enough.

I'll come three days a week.

Every day, if necessary.

Isn't enough for you to see me here, bound to this chair?

Please.

-Let me talk to the medical team. -Okay.

If you commit to a strict program, you may be able to leave.

-Absolutely. -Silvia, please.

Take the patient to his room.

-Doctor. -Yes.

I'll await the verdict.

It's unbelievable the power a doctor has in a hospital.

What a drag. God, let them discharge me before I waste away.

Clara! Clarita!

-My darling. -My goodness, you look great.

-I'll be better when I'm discharged. -Already?

Well, I'm trying to sweet talk the doctor.

I'm so happy to hear that. You had us all worried.

-I'll take over if that's okay? -Yes, she can take me. Thank you.

Let's go.

-You look lovely. -You're not bad yourself.

Cherie.

Forgive me.

I've been an idiot.

I've behaved so badly and had no right to treat my friends,

no, my family that way.

-Don't be silly. -No, it’s true, my darling.

You're so important to me.

All I feel right now is gratitude.

Thank you.

What's going on? Why the long face?

Nothing, I'm fine. I'm really happy to see you doing so well.

-You can't imagine how much we need you. -How much you needed me.

You're dressing Farah Diba herself, now.

No, Raúl. We lost the Farah Diba commission.

I'd already told Alberto and Ana, but it won't be our international debut.

Forgive me.

You're here and I'm talking about this nonsense.

Don't worry. I really wish that I could help you.

You already are. By being you again.

I'm going through one of the hardest times of my life, Clara,

but there's light at the end of the tunnel.

You can't give in, do you hear?

I've set a team to find the eastern designs you made.

-What designs? -Those ones...

-The ones you made years ago. -No!

-Yes. -The gaudy ones?

They're awful. You should burn those.

Well...

This might be our last chance.

Don't bother.

How are you connected to Omar Ahmadí?

What are you talking about?

My name is on some papers which link me to him

and I didn't know him before now.

-But I do know you, so it's pretty clear. -Whoever told you that is lying.

I'm actually in talks with Clara to make a series of deals through Velvet.

She's involved with some interesting people.

Don't treat me like a child.

And make sure what you're saying is true,

because if it isn't, I'll have to report you.

I can't abide being threatened, you should know that by now.

Don't tempt fate.

Godino!

Get to work.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Why would you include the companies in my son's name in the deal with Omar?

-We usually do it for diversification. -This isn't just any deal.

Omar is ruthless and you could be putting my family in danger.

-I'm sorry, I didn't think-- -No, you didn't think.

Sergio knows now and I guess he's not the only one.

Change this and take my kids off it.

-Won't the ambassador notice? -For your sake, I hope he doesn't.

Yes, sir.

I'll look in here. If I can't find them, I'm giving up.

What are you doing, Manuel?

What's wrong? Come out from there.

-What's wrong, Manuel? -Lourdes.

She's gone, Uncle Jonás.

-She's gone back to London? -I wish.

She's gone to India with Patty Samira.

I loved her, Uncle Jonás. I was going to give up everything for her.

Right and the biggest thing you gave up was Inés.

Don't say that to me, right now isn't the time.

Sometimes you must go down the wrong road to find the right one.

-What road? -Like St. Paul on the road to Damascus.

It's a turning point, a revelation.

Suddenly, things just fall into place.

You look back and everything becomes clear.

In life, one has to fight for the things that are really worth it, Manolito.

You can't give up now.

You're right, Uncle Jonás.

Why give up when there's still fight left in me?

Exactly, Inés is a good girl, I'm sure she'll forgive you.

Thank you.

Oh, Manolito, Manolito!

Sunrise Retreat, please.

Manuel Infantes, from Velvet Department Store.

Good morning, could I speak with... with... Ma..

That's right. Oh, it's you. Guru Maharishi.

It's lovely to speak to you. I'm going to get to the point.

I...

I've felt the calling, Guru.

Yes.

I feel that my energy is pushing me towards India.

Not very much, no.

I don't have much experience in the practice.

Yes, just one second.

Could you spell that for me?

Okay, great.

I'll see you tomorrow, then. Thank you, Guru... Maharishi. That's it.

These are all the sketches Raúl had in his office.

-They have to be here. -Is there no reference or anything?

No. We have to look through them one by one.

I've got them. Look at these beauties, girls.

-You found them? -They're eastern.

-Great. -The exotic turned fashion.

-Let's see. -How lovely.

-Bonjour. -Bonjour.

-Let's see. -They're so lovely!

If we modernize this a little, it'd be perfect for the occasion.

This is really nice too, right?

-Whoa, be careful! -Jonás?

-Are you alright? -Yes, I'm fine. Thank you.

We don't have all day.

You should get on with your work.

Sure, I'll get back to it now.

-So, what should we do? -That's what I'd like to know.

Okay, well I'll get to work on these.

-Thank you, Paloma. -No problem.

Don't you think you should relax?

If you have something to say, say it. That’s why you married him.

How wonderful.

I used to guess what was in people's mail when I was a boy.

I'd see the mailman and follow him.

It was a game of mine. It's a lot easier for me now.

"Dear, Julia.

The days go by so slowly

since you left on that train.

-I can't think of anything else." -Give me that.

-"I can't think..." -No, no, no.

"I can understand you being scared of all of this.

We're not kids anymore, but...

What is stopping us from being happy together?"

Please behave, Don Emilio.

-It wasn't a good idea coming here. -Don't bail on me, Infantes.

You have the chance to fix what you did.

-That's why we're here. -I didn't do anything, it was...

Let's go upstairs.

-I can't do this, Don Emilio. -Pedro!

What if you're wrong and this isn’t the mission?

Even more reason to keep going, that way we'll know for sure.

It's just a few more yards and a lame excuse Mr. Infantes.

I'm risking my place in the world.

In the other world, I mean.

-Fine. -Come on.

-Don't you see her? -No.

I really don't. I think we should come back.

-Diana. -Yes?

Here's some more.

-Can you process them? -Yes.

Not here, isn't she?

The light is on, but no one's home. Come on.

Please, Don Emilio. I don't feel so hot.

You don't feel so hot, because that girl matters to you.

What are you doing?

-Pedro. -Hi.

-Get me out of here, please. -No chance.

I thought I'd never see you again.

Say something.

Forgive me.

For what I did the last time.

-I'm really sorry. -You're doing well.

I should be the one apologizing. I was really unfair to you.

-I was scared you wouldn't see me again. -Look, I...

I don't know what secrets you have but if you ever need anything,

-I'll be there. -Okay.

I don't think that these two...

-Okay. -Well, I'll be going.

Pedro.

I don't want secrets between us. I really care about you.

If you'd give me a minute to finish up, I'll buy you a coffee in the cafeteria.

It's not very good, but it's drinkable.

Well, I really love bad coffee.

Okay, I'll be done in a jiffy.

-I'll wait for you down there. -Down there?

-Yes. -Okay.

The thing about bad coffee? Inspired. Simply inspired.

This place has its charm, right?

-She has her charms. -What did you say?

-What... -No, I didn't say anything...

-Who are you talking to? -I wasn't talking, I was singing and...

I like to sing.

-Do you still want some bad coffee? -Sure.

Do you take sugar?

No.

-Well... -I know that...

-Shall we sit down? -Yes, but can you talk first, please?

What I told you about losing my daughter...

It's true.

-Look, you don't have to-- -No, listen, Pedro.

I want to tell you.

I fell pregnant a little over eight years ago.

My boyfriend at the time admitted the baby was his,

but he didn't want to get married, though we did live together.

I don't know if...

he suddenly changed...

or if he wasn't the man I thought he was,

but he started treating me...

badly.

He would insult me

and ridicule me all the time.

He'd sometimes drink.

Then he started hitting me.

But I...

I'd have put up with it if it wasn't for my daughter.

One night, while we were having dinner...

he threw my food over me.

My daughter saw and got such a fright I couldn't stop her from crying.

So, the next day, when he went to work, I took my daughter and left.

I didn't know where I would go, but I knew she couldn't stay there.

He reported me

for desertion and kidnap.

My daughter was taken back to him.

They took my daughter.

The judge ordered she be taken away and he put a restraining order on me.

Have you never seen her again?

Every afternoon.

I go by the park before work and watch her play.

I watch her play from a distance without her knowing, every afternoon.

That makes me happy.

It's the only thing I have.

Some things not even the dead can understand.

The letter you saw in my purse, is a letter that...

I've been meaning to send for a long time.

I'm really...

scared that she'll forget me, but I'm more scared of not seeing her.

So, it's still there.

This can't go on, Diana.

You must fight for your daughter.

She needs you, Diana.

How?

I don't know.

But I'll help you.

Thank you.

-Do you like it? -It's perfect.

I have to tell the agent how long you'll be staying.

I don't know. A few weeks, a few months.

Who knows, I might never leave.

Here's the contract.

Here.

-We make a great team. -We do.

I want to know everything that's happening at the store.

-I'm afraid we can't rely on Paloma. -We'll see about that. Wait.

-Velvet Department Store. -Palomita?

-Why are you calling me, Don Mateo? -Sergio Godó's name is on those papers.

Haven't you had enough yet?

I don't want to complicate things for you, but I need an eye on Sergio at all times.

-Did you hear? He's up to something. -What do you want me to do?

To work with me and Julián. Don't stop because Clara's a little upset.

-A little upset? -I love her.

I won't let anything bad happen to her. What would you do for love?

You'll get me in trouble again.

-I have to go, someone's coming. -If you see anything strange, tell Julián

Fine!

-Done. She's in the bag. -Really?

With time you'll see. Isn't there a bar here?

-How can I help you? -We're here to see Don Enrique.

He's just with his attorney, but give me a second.

She could claim ownership of one of your properties.

No.

She won't do that. I know her, she doesn't have the guts.

Don Enrique, your visitor is here.

-I see you're bringing out the big guns. -Not any more than you.

I'll call you, Joaquín.

Good day.

-And? -Unfortunately...

my liquid assets are limited.

If only it were just that.

Don't treat me like a fool. Things are going very well for you.

You only have to see all of these campaigns and awards.

Success and awards don't bring happiness.

I'm sure your conscience already told you that.

We are what we do.

That's how we make ourselves.

And you cannot deny that things have gone well for you,

having someone else's money at your disposal.

-That. -That isn't true.

But due to how happy your recovery and subsequent visit have made me,

I'll offer you a third of what you think you're entitled to.

I don't want charity. Especially not a third.

-I'll finish this. -You're playing with fire.

And last time you got burned.

You have two weeks to get the money you owe me together.

If you don't, I won't only report you,

I'll cause such a scene here at Velvet I'll be on every front page.

Let's go.

-It's been a pleasure. -I'm sorry I can't say the same.

-Juliette. -Yes?

The other day an envelope fell out of your jacket pocket.

I know you're pregnant.

Juliette, Juliette.

-You have no right to go through my stuff. -I was worried when I saw it was medical.

We both know being pregnant at your age is complicated.

I just want you to know that

-your aunt and I are here for you. -Does she know?

-Not yet, but I'm sure you'll understand-- -Don't tell her.

I'll tell her myself.

Okay, but don't take long.

Excuse me, have you seen the cleaning girl, Inés?

Excuse me, have you seen Inés?

-Inés. -What a fright, Mr. De la Riva!

-Lower your voice. -What is it?

You have to help me.

-You have to take me to the store, now. -What?

Lower your damn voice. Close the door, so nobody hears us.

Nobody can know. I still haven't been discharged and can't leave.

I need you to take this to Velvet urgently.

-Are you crazy? -They need it for tonight.

-Call a messenger service. -I can't give this to a messenger.

They're original Raúl de la Riva designs.

Velvet is in crisis,

I can't leave their fate in the hands of a delivery boy!

I can't take those to Velvet.

I can't because I'm working and if Manuel...

So that's it.

You're prioritizing a personal matter during a crisis.

Velvet is life or death, missy.

You're totally right.

I'm selfish and a bad person.

A bad person who...

doesn't want to see the man who broke her heart

and who she's still in love with.

I'm so sorry, Inés. Forgive me.

Forgive me.

There's nothing to forgive. You're absolutely right.

I never want to go back to Velvet.

My parents are still waiting for the date of the wedding.

My God.

And Manuel thinks I went back to Germany, not that I'm a cleaner.

You have nothing to be ashamed of.

You're a very brave woman

who has found her place here in Barcelona, off her on back.

Not everyone can say that.

Look at me.

I gave up after that fall. I gave up.

And I still don't know if I'll ever be the same.

That's why I need this taken to Velvet.

I need it.

It's the only way to prove to myself that life goes on.

Please, help me.

-You promise it will only take a second? -Only a second, I promise.

-And if we see Manuel, we'll turn back. -What? No.

We're not turning back if we see Manuel,

we'll tell him you're going to be my new personal assistant in the studio.

And if he doesn't like it, he can show himself the way out.

-I'm not sure that's a good idea. -I think it's a great idea.

Now, take me to my room,

take off these pajamas and put me in a suit.

My braces are really tight, I can't breathe.

Quiet, you'll get me in trouble.

-I'm suffocating. -Morning!

We'll use the service door, I can't be seen like this.

It looks perfect.

-I love it. -Are you sure?

I'm the first one to want to make this franchise work.

-I'll let you know about anything I see. -I hope Eduard lets me have my money soon.

He will, trust me. Tonight will go perfectly.

We have 48 hours and there are other interested parties.

Okay, one step at a time. We'll focus on the design tonight.

Could you check on them?

-I need to get ready. -Of course.

Tell Jonás I'll come by before dinner to see it's all ready.

-Right away. -Macarena...

I love having you here.

-Jonás. -Can I help you with something, Macarena?

Clara says she'll be by in an hour and a half

-to collect the designs. -An hour and a half?

-How are we going to do this? -Do you need my help?

I said I don't want to go in.

You're my assistant now, Inés. You must come with me, everywhere.

Voilà.

What are you doing here? Inés.

I owe you an apology.

And this is my way of doing that.

They're designs I've done for Farah Diba.

-They're wonderful! -Thank you, Macarena.

-It's lovely to see you again. -Thank you so much.

They're not finished, we must give them the final touches.

Together?

Of course. That's how we work.

Come on, you'll make me cry. What time is Clara meeting the ambassador?

At 9 p.m., but she's coming back for the sketches.

We don't have enough time. To the table, Inés.

-Let's go. -To the table.

You're a remarkable guy, Mr. Infantes.

No, you are remarkable, Don Emilio.

A leopard never changes his spots.

Seriously though that girl, Diana, is really lucky to have found you.

You mustn't leave her alone.

-I won't. Not ever. -Well...

I'm going to miss you, Mr. Infantes.

-What do you mean? Are you leaving? -Mission completed, she's in good hands.

But you can't just go. I can't be without you.

You'll find a way. Anyway...

I'll always be watching from up there.

I hope anyway.

Give Rita a big kiss from me, please.

Tell her that...

I love her as much as I always did.

You know something?

I'm happy.

I got the chance to say goodbye to you.

I'll always be in here.

And now...

please, stop making this so difficult, Mr. Infantes.

But I'll really miss you.

I hope so.

But I...

We still haven't discussed my ships.

-I won't-- -I released one an hour ago.

It's being loaded.

What will you do with Clara?

Miss Montesinos has just arrived.

Subtitle translation by Francesca Maguire