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It's late.

I'm going to bed.

-What are you doing there?
-I could stay like this all night.

That's because you're the boss,
and you don't have to get up early.

Future or past.

We all have to decide
at some point in our lives

which way we want to look.

If you want to cling to the past,

to stick with what you already know,

or if you want to leave it behind
and look toward the future.

The future is scary sometimes
because it's unknown.

Go home.

But it's also more exciting,

and it can make your heart beat
in ways you forgot it could.

"I'll always love you, Alba."

So Don Carlos, eh? You kept that quiet.

You scared me. What are you doing here?

I couldn't sleep.

I got up for a glass of warm milk,
and I heard you come in.

I wasn't looking out the window.

Well, yes, I was... but just a little.

I'm going to bed.

Lidia, I get it. Carlos is very handsome.

He doesn't have
my Pablo's curly hair, but--

So now he's "your Pablo"?
Do you have something to tell me?

Lidia, don't change the subject.

-Good evening.
-Good evening, girls.

What are you doing here?
Your room's in the other hall.

Strange. I didn't know
I had to answer to you.

That girl's like an infected bunion.

Why didn't you tell me?

You didn't think twice
about running off and lying.

You're criticizing me for that?

Normally, the best defense
is a good offense, but not this time.

My being there was the least of it!
You were kissing!

I thought we told each other everything,
that we weren't like everyone else.

-And we're not.
-Are you sure? Look at us!

Carlota...

-if you don't love me anymore...
-Miguel, I love you.

Then what does all this mean?

I don't know.

Let's talk somewhere else.
Let's go to your place.

That'd be better.

But I'm going. I need to be alone.

Miguel, please. Please, wait!

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

-So you broke up?
-No. Well, I'm not sure.

I just want him to understand me
and forgive me.

For what? What happened, Carlota?

-Marga.
-What happened?

I've started having feelings...

for someone else.

-You don't love Miguel anymore?
-No, I didn't say that.

I just think you can have feelings
for two people at once.

Really? Can you?

Hold on...

What's wrong?

CHAPTER 5: THE PAST

Someone came in here
and went through my things.

It must've been Lola doing some cleaning.

No, it was her.

-You went through my things!
-I'm not interested in them.

What? Afraid I'll find something?

-You should be more careful.
-What's this fuss about?

It's very late,
and this is a decent house.

-What's going on?
-Were we making a lot of noise?

Sorry, we were having so much fun
in Carolina's room

that we lost track of time. I'm sorry.

-Yes, so much fun.
-Don't worry. It won't happen again.

Anyway, we were saying good night,
weren't we?

I like that you're getting along,
but maybe get along at a decent hour.

Don't forget: the hens sleep
when the fox is about.

Good night.

It's a suitcase.
Who'd be interested in it?

There are private things in it
that don't just concern me.

-Who else?
-Never you mind.

She's right.

Lidia, if you won't trust us,
we can't help you.

-She's right, too.
-He's a married man.

Good Lord, what's going on today?

It's over between us,

but if people find out about it,
it'll mean trouble.

That suitcase is proof of my past,
a past that I don't want back.

Like your village or your family.
I hope you understand.

Yes, we understand.

But knowing Carolina, she won't stop.

If you want to resolve this,
get rid of that suitcase.

Even if it hurts.

I've located the blueprints
for the prototype.

What's wrong?
I thought that would make you happy.

I can't steal them
until it's built and it works.

As of now, they're worthless.

I guess you'll have to be patient
and spend more time with the rich kid.

Is that what worries you?

You're afraid of getting too close to him?

Alba, honey, look at me.

Do you like him?

-Did something happen?
-Victoria, please!

What's this about?

If you're developing feelings for him,

you'd better stop all of this right away.

-You know what happens when we mix--
-Will you stop?

Carlos has nothing to do with this.

What I'm worried about is Beltrán...

and that my thing with Francisco
will be exposed.

That was the most important thing
back then:

that my past wouldn't be revealed...
and that nobody would find out...

because the past can leave marks
that are impossible to erase,

marks that you know will be
with you your whole life,

every time you rest your head
on the pillow.

Some marks remind you
where you wanted to be,

while others remind you
where you never want to be again,

but at least those can be covered up.

-Hello, Ángeles.
-Hello.

Ángeles! Good morning!

Looks like somebody wants
to impress the bosses.

-Ignore her. You look nice.
-Thanks.

You've got a little...
You're wearing a lot of rouge.

I like it like that. Thanks.

-Should we go in?
-Yes.

Telephone Company. Administration.
Can I help you?

Hello.

Hello.

What a pair of nincompoops we are,

taking up the line
but not saying anything.

I don't quite know what to say.

You're telling me.

I've spent the whole morning...

trying to find a way...

I can't stop thinking
about what happened last night.

So... you enjoyed it?

Yes. Didn't you?

Yes, of course.
I can't get this silly look off my face.

I wanted to ask you
if you wanted to meet up after work.

-Yes. In the filing room?
-No, for real, and in the light.

-Excuse me.
-Is something wrong?

No, it's fine. I can't talk now.

Marisol! What are you doing here?

Surprise!

I pluck up the courage
to tell him the truth, and he hangs up.

-Is everything all right?
-It's easy to find out.

My aunt had to come to the hospital
in the city,

and I said,
"I'll go with you and see my Pablín."

-It's not a sin to see your boyfriend.
-No! This is great!

-Aren't you going to answer it?
-It's about work. It can wait.

What's wrong? You're acting strange.

No, I'm fine.
I just didn't expect you until Christmas.

Then here's your present, come early.

And, lucky for you,
I'm staying a few days.

He's not answering!

What's wrong?
Aren't you going to give me a kiss?

Of course. Why not?

I'm busy right now.
We can meet up tonight, okay?

I'll pick you up.
Where are you staying?

You won't believe it.
In the same boardinghouse as you.

Yes. I wrote,
and they had a room available.

That's lucky.

Lucky for you,
because when my aunt goes to sleep,

you and I...

You wait there. I'll pick you up tonight
and take you to the Retiro.

-Is something wrong, Pablín?
-No, everything's fine. It's just...

I'm at work, and they don't like it
if we handle personal matters.

Sorry. All right, then. See you tonight.

Yes.

So, Pablín... that's your girlfriend, huh?

-Yes. I didn't know she was coming.
-Don't run away.

-That's quite a guilty look.
-I haven't done anything.

I didn't say you did,
but you do look as guilty as sin.

Be careful what you get yourself into.
I'm telling you from experience.

Ángeles!

I'm leaving you in charge.
I have business to see to.

Miss Rodríguez de Senillosa.
Could you come with me?

What did Miguel say?
I imagine he didn't take it well.

What do you think?

What happened? Did you break up?

It doesn't matter. I have to work.

You're going to avoid me,
just like last time.

That's how this works. One kiss,
and an entire day of running away.

I'm not running away this time, Sara.

I'm glad to hear it, Carlota...

because, honestly,
I don't know what's going on here.

The other day,
it was a mistake, and now...

I caused it.

I know.

You're probably right
about the other things, too.

You saw that there was something
between us.

I just don't know what's happening to me.

-You don't?
-No.

I've never been attracted to a woman.

I'd never thought about it.

That's how we're brought up...

to not even think
that we have that option.

Do you know how many years
I thought I was sick,

that what I felt was a sin,
that it went against nature?

Too many, Carlota.

It doesn't go against anything.

Something so beautiful can't be wrong,
no matter what they say.

You think your life is hanging
by a thread right now.

And maybe you're right, but...

you're not risking it
for something insignificant.

At least, not as far as I'm concerned.

Hello! On the stairs again.
What a coincidence.

If you want to think that, go ahead.

-Does that mean it's time for a kiss?
-Take this.

What's this for?

It's my savings.

100 pesetas?
Are you saying we don't pay much?

I want to invest in your project.
Consider it an investment.

I know it's not much,
but you have to start somewhere.

Don't laugh!

It was hard for me to get,
and now it's all in your hands.

I have this urge to kiss you.

That'd make people talk, don't you think?

We'll have to wait till tonight.

Or... we can go see
how my investment is coming along.

I'm sure it's in an out-of-the-way place.

Fine, let's meet in the machine room
a little later.

I have a meeting right now.

Well, suit yourself.

Forgive the delay.

It'd be surprising if you arrived on time.

Father, if you want to continue
yesterday's quarrel, it's fine.

-Carlos--
-No, it's all right.

The cards are on the table.
We made everything clear.

There's no need to pretend.

No, now we'll have to sort out
the problems you caused.

Those responsible
for His Majesty's call have been fired.

I took care of it personally
and sent a letter of apology.

-Good.
-You think that's good?

I always think it's good
when my son acts like a man.

Very well.

But it's not enough.

The king is angry.
And when he's angry, Villalba is, too.

And that causes problems for us.

He hasn't signed off on the fee increase.

-You think he'll back out?
-Over a joke? It'd be ridiculous.

But possible.

Luckily, we have the government delegate
on our side.

Villalba has always interceded
on our behalf with His Majesty.

Let's invite him to dinner.

An intelligent businessman--

Does what is expected
and prepares for the unexpected.

I couldn't have said it better.

I want you at that dinner.

I'll ask Carolina to call Villalba.

Good, I'll organize it all
after I make some important calls.

Good. Thank you.

Operator 48. Number please.

Hi, blondie. Madrid 239, please.

Yes, one moment, Carolina.

Yes, Carolina?

Doña Elisa, I know you told me
to forget the operator,

but it was her.

Lidia is Alba.

I found a letter addressed to her
in a suitcase.

A suitcase with a letter.

What does it say?

It literally says,

"I will always love you, Alba."

I told you.

Lidia is your husband's lover.

Doña Elisa?

Bring me that letter.

Yes, of course. I can't right now,
but I'll come at lunchtime.

What's wrong? You look down.

-Women.
-Women, God's finest work.

It's a pity they don't come
with instructions, like machines.

It'd all be much simpler.

May I?

ROTARY 7 PROJECT

Relax, we can trust her.

I'm sorry, but I don't see why she's here.

What's this about?

You told me not to tell anyone,
and you tell your new... Never mind.

Isn't my word enough?

If the bosses find out, I'll be fired.
You're the owner's son, you'll be fine.

If that happens,
I'll be out on the street, too.

-I put money into this project.
-One hundred pesetas.

You think that's enough for the copper?

I'll get the rest.

I see. You handle the investors,
and I'm just the skilled labor.

I'm going for a coffee with brandy.
Or two.

-Miguel...
-Never mind. Don't worry about me.

He'll get over it.

He's a libertarian.
He thinks I don't know,

but he likes anything
to do with defying authority.

Speaking of things people like...

I'm sure it's all going to turn out fine.

Your faith is my greatest incentive.

Well, and this, too.

Do you know what?

I think I know where to get the copper.

Where?

Listen to me.

From here.

You're suggesting
that I steal from my own family?

No. I don't see it as theft.
It's more like...

-an advance.
-Right.

I think you and my father
have different ideas about family.

Besides, after yesterday...

I don't think it's the right time
to push his limits.

He's annoyed about the party?

I think it's the most respect
he's shown me in the past 15 years.

Maybe it's as simple as that...

standing up to him.

Try it out.

It's time.

Just out of curiosity...

how could we get the copper
without anyone finding out?

Carlota doesn't know about this.

I won't tell her,
if that's what worries you.

You know what that machine is?

-Do you know what we're building?
-Yes.

And you don't care?

You don't care if you lose your job,
if your friends lose their jobs?

I could ask you the same thing,
don't you think?

I've been working on this for years.

My dreams are at stake. What's at stake
for you? What are you after?

I imagine you'd rather be
the girlfriend of a communications magnate

than a simple operator.

-Not everyone's like Carlota.
-You're not either.

Neither of us has her integrity or purity.

That's what we like about her.

So I think it's better
if we both keep this little secret.

After all, I am your partner.

I'm on your side.

Lidia, honey, won't the engineer
be a problem for your plan?

No. Miguel is lying to Carlota.
He's got a lot to lose.

So do you, princess.

When the girls find out
that they're going to lose their jobs

and that you knew about it...

They won't find out.
The girls won't lose anything.

I'll steal the rotary plans
before the company can build it.

Good.

And... what's next?

Earn their trust.

I'll help them get the copper.

Some copper's been stolen in Talavera,
and we have to fix the line urgently.

-We can't wait for the usual paperwork--
-Lidia.

Excuse me.

I have to tell you something.

It's about Carolina.

You're saying she has a letter?

A letter addressed to you...

I mean, to Alba.

Are you going to explain,
or should I give you my theory?

All right.

It's true.

My real name is Alba.

I changed it to be able to work here.

Francisco was the love of my youth.

I hadn't seen him for ten years.
There's nothing between us now.

All right. I believe you.

But his wife thinks you're his lover,

and Carolina's giving her
a letter that confirms it.

Francisco doesn't deserve this.

I wouldn't trust Francisco that much.

He's got a dark side.

The Cifuenteses are using the company
as a source of information.

Are you implying that they spy
on customers?

I'm not implying it.
I'm saying that they do it.

He and the Cifuentes family
are the same as my father.

Or worse. I know the type.

No, I don't think
Francisco is in on all of this.

Well, he is.

A person can change a lot in ten years.

I have to get that letter back.

Very well. I'll leave it on his desk now.

You won't find anything there.

I knew you went into my room.

You see, we're the same.

You mean jumping into bed
with married men?

I'm not like that.

Tell that to Doña Elisa, not me.

You're finished.

And I wouldn't bother trying
to talk to Francisco. He's not here.

What happened?

She found it and has it well hidden.

Now what?

I have to find Francisco
and tell him as soon as possible.

Where were you, Lidia?
There were two breakdowns.

Taking care of... an issue.

If you're going to step out...

-Are you all right?
-I need to sit down.

-Do you want me to tell Sara?
-No.

She's bleeding.

When you think
that nothing can hurt you more...

-Call a doctor!
-Ángeles!

...new wounds open up,
wounds you didn't know were there.

Because when a wound
you didn't know you had opens,

the consequences are unpredictable.

-I thought you went back home.
-Yes, but... not anymore.

What's the rush?

-Ángeles needs a doctor.
-There's one two doors down. Let's go.

That's why,
before taking any steps forward,

you have to make sure you're prepared.

That what is past is past,
and that it can't hurt you anymore...

Don Mario, your wife...

My wife? What's wrong?

What's going on?

She's here?

-Ángeles!
-The doctor said to wait.

-She's my wife.
-Mario, calm down.

Let me--

Listen to me
if you want what's best for your wife.

You'll just be a nuisance inside.

-Are you all right?
-Yes.

-If you want a glass of water--
-No, let me speak.

I'm Operator 57,
the one who you've been talking to,

and also the one who said that I,
Operator 47, had gone home.

If I get muddled, tell me.

It's okay if you don't talk to me,
Don Pablo. Sorry to call you that.

In person, I get embarrassed.

Would I understand
if you didn't talk to me?

Yes. Of course, it would hurt,
but I'd understand...

perfectly.

-It's the letter I sent you.
-Yes.

When I tell my grandma,
she'll call me a nitwit.

I always knew it was you.

I didn't say anything
because I respected your decision and...

well...

I wanted to give you time
to find out for yourself...

that you don't need to hide
behind anyone else.

Operator 47 or 57...

to me, you were always you.

How is my wife?

I'm afraid she's had a miscarriage.

-My wife wasn't pregnant.
-She was three or four months along.

She has other injuries in her abdomen
and uterus from the fall she had.

That is what caused the miscarriage.

Can we go in and see her?

What a fright you gave us...

Ángeles...

I saw your injuries.

Mario did it, didn't he?

Why keep quiet? Stop protecting him.

I'm afraid.

But not of him. I'm afraid of myself.

Why do you say that?

I didn't do enough
to stop him from hitting me...

because, deep down,
I wanted to lose the baby.

None of this is your fault.

You could only protect yourself.

Sure...

We have to get her out of here
as soon as possible

and away from that animal.

I'm going out. Tell the Cifuenteses
I'll be back in an hour.

Mario, what are you doing here?

Ángeles lost the baby because of me.

I didn't know she was pregnant.

I swear. I didn't know.

-Honey, I told you, remember?
-She told me she wasn't.

But it was an accident, right?

You don't get it!

I killed my own child!

What kind of man kills his own child?

-Calm down, please.
-Who? Who does that?

-It's all your fault.
-I didn't do anything.

-Go! Get out of here!
-I had nothing to do with it!

-Don't touch me!
-I never want to see you again!

Never!

I don't know if it's a good idea.

You can't go back to him, Ángeles.
Not after this.

Besides, it's the supervisor's orders.
She's the boss.

What do we tell Mario?

That she's gone home.
You'll have time before he leaves.

I'll go get help.

Lidia, you stay.
You have matters to attend to.

-Are you sure? Ángeles isn't well.
-Yes, don't worry.

-How are you?
-Better, thanks.

They're taking her home.

-If you need one of the cars--
-No, thanks. We'll see to it.

Let's go.

Thank you.

Don Francisco, we have to talk--

Sorry, I'm busy.

What are you doing?

-Talking to you. We have a problem.
-You and I don't have much more to say.

You wrote me a note.
There was a letter in the suitcase.

You know I did.

What did it say?

You humiliated me,
now you want to make a fool of me.

You want me to tell you I love you
so you can reject me?

-I'm not humiliating you.
-Sorry, I don't believe you this time.

You know what?

Yes, I'm a liar. But so are you.

Do you know
what the only difference between us is?

At least I admit it.

-I'm not a liar.
-Really?

What about your wife?

How did you get this job? Was it legal?

I'm not going to let you insult me.

Carolina has the letter.

She's going to give it to your wife.

That's why I'm here. Not to insult you.

What?

I didn't read it.

She came into my room
when I was out and took it.

This can't be happening.

With what happened to Ángeles,
I had no time to tell you.

I don't know
if she's already given it to her.

Where are you going?

To try and stop Elisa
from finding out about this.

I think I have the solution.

How long will you keep up this attitude?

Yesterday, you didn't let me explain,
and today you're avoiding me.

Is it really going to end like this?

Over a kiss?

Carlota, I don't care if you kiss Sara,
or anyone else. I don't care.

I love you just the way you are.
Free, unpredictable.

I don't want you to change.

All right, then...

what's the problem?

I know what you mean to me.

I don't know what I mean to you.

You said yourself that you don't know.

So figure it out,
for the good of everyone,

and then do me a favor and tell me.

Hello.

What are you doing here?

Visiting you.

I'm lucky Francisco isn't here.

I saw him go out.

You know what?

I could tell you about a dream I had
in which you looked this handsome,

but I'd have to tell you the end,
and I'm afraid you'll be scandalized.

Well... try me.

Why don't we do it in real life?

Tonight. You...

and me.

I didn't tell you.

Regrettably, we can't today.
I have a commitment.

A dinner with the government delegate
to apologize for the palace joke.

You get all dressed up for that man
and not for me.

Lidia...

No, the government delegate
is a very lucky man.

I'd like to have dinner with you tonight.

Maybe we could get around
to what we keep leaving unfinished.

Good afternoon. Operator 48.
How can I help you?

Get me Madrid 386.

One moment. Putting you through.

Hello?

Good afternoon. You have a call
from Madrid 182. Connecting you.

It's me.
I've talked to several generals,

and most of the army would be with us.

The prime minister broke his promise
by disbanding the artillery corps.

They won't forgive that.

What do we do with the king?

The king backed the prime minister.
He'll face the consequences.

Another republic can't be worse
than this misrule.

We have to know
if the conservatives are with us.

They'd better be.

The coup is happening,
with or without them.

We will not go on like this.
Let the Falcon know.

Take care of Elisa. I'll deal with Carlos.

All right.

Don Francisco! Wait! I have news.

-Tell me tomorrow.
-But, please...

This will cause trouble for us.

If her husband finds out she's here,
he'll make a stink.

Lola, calm down.
Nobody knows she's here.

Besides, Miss Kent is a lawyer
and can be trusted.

There are women lawyers?

Sure, she's the first in Spain.

I don't want to know anything about this!

-Tea?
-Thanks.

Though I suppose
Carlota didn't invite me here for tea.

No. We want to know
if there's a legal premise

that would help my friend
divorce her husband.

Unfortunately, and despite
our struggle against it,

marriage is still regulated by Article 52
of the 1889 Civil Code.

What does that mean?

That there's only one cause
for the dissolution of a marriage:

the death of a spouse.

So... unless she does away
with her husband...

-Excuse me?
-It's an option.

But he beat her up.
Doesn't that change the legal premise?

I'm sorry.

Look, you can go to the police
and report it if you have proof.

Otherwise,
they'll lock you up for perjury.

-What kind of world are we living in?
-One that has to change.

-What are we going to do?
-I have to go home.

Go home? You can't!
He can't get away with it!

You heard Miss Kent.

The alternative is jail.

Not everyone has an understanding,
modern man like you, Carlota.

Or an attentive suitor.
Life isn't always fair.

Especially for women.

I have a daughter I can't abandon.

Has my secretary arrived? Miss Moreno?

You're a scoundrel!
You're beyond forgiveness!

-Cheating on me with an operator!
-You're in front of the servants.

I don't care about the servants!
I don't care about the servants!

You said it was in the past,
that there was nothing between you!

-Why did she have this letter?
-Who? Stop.

-Madam.
-What?

Miss Lidia Aguilar is here.

And you have the gall to bring her here?

-Never touch me again!
-What's going on here?

Let him tell you!

-He's shameless and an adulterer!
-Elisa...

And you?
How could you show your face here?

Get out of my house!
Have you no shame?

Control yourself
and tell me what's going on.

She... is Francisco's lover!

She has nothing to do with Francisco.
She's my girlfriend.

Mother, let me introduce you to Lidia.
I wanted you to meet her.

Here, it'll do you good.

You must forgive my daughter.
She's having problems with her nerves.

Don't try to justify her actions.
It was an embarrassing spectacle.

We must take measures
to see this does not happen again.

Imagine if the mayor were here.

Always looking out
for the good of the family.

When were you going to tell us
you were settling down

and in a formal relationship?

It's serious this time, isn't it?

We shall see.

It's nothing personal, just his record.

As for my daughter,

she may have stopped taking
her medication. She's done it before.

I don't understand
why she took it out on Lidia.

Do you know each other?

-No.
-And my son-in-law?

I've seen him in the company.

Sure. In the company. Of course.

This was all Carolina's fault.

She made me believe
that Lidia was his lover. I'm sorry.

-The secretary?
-Yes, her.

This unpleasant matter will be settled
tomorrow.

Hold on. The secretary? Carolina? Why?

We've never gotten along.
She thinks I want her job.

But accusing me of something like this...

I asked her to watch Francisco
because he was acting strangely.

That's enough.
No need to go into details, darling.

We'll talk later.

Excuse me,
I need to go to the powder room.

If you manage to keep the past hidden
when it was about to come to light,

there's only one thing to do:
try to make it disappear.

I'm going to the Lyceum.
I have things to do.

I'm going that way.
I have things to do, too. Bye.

Bye.

-Give my best to Pablo.
-I will.

You may think it can vanish
like a puff of smoke into the night sky,

but it's not that simple.

No one really knows
if that smoke is the end of the fire...

or just the beginning.

They've been promising
our right to vote for too long.

And you know what?
We'll never get that right.

We never will if we don't stand up
and fight for it.

Because we've been waiting for it
since suffrage was born...

I don't understand how you let Ángeles
go back home to that animal.

We had no choice. The law is on his side.

Men make the laws for themselves.

They're not all like Mario.

Miguel is different.

He's made that clear in the two years
I've been with him.

I love him...

and I'm not throwing
my relationship away...

because of an attraction.

Sara...

I like you,

but it's not enough for me to leave him.

How simple it'd be
to just live from day to day

not caring about the past,
the present or the future,

being happy in the moment,

making those around you happy,

and forgetting where we all come from.

I have no problem
with you staying with him.

I don't need exclusivity.

What about you?

Police!

Block the exits! No one gets out!

No! No!

-Run, Carlota! Run! Run!
-Sara!

-Excuse me. Do you work here?
-Yes, I'm an operator.

I'm looking for my boyfriend.
His shift is over, but...

maybe administrative staff
work longer hours.

He's in administration? What's his name?

Pablo Santos.

Because, despite what they say,
the past was not always better.

But if you forgive the damage
it has done to you,

the past will become the present

and it will trap you again
and won't let you escape.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

You have to live in the present
and trust in the future.

It's not easy, but who said life was?

How did you get Elisa to believe you?

The main thing is you did,
and it's best for all of us.

For all of us or for you, Alba?

I made a mistake
when I asked you to stay,

but this is over.

Your debt is more than paid off,
and tonight you'll leave Carlos.

You'll get your things
and vanish from our lives forever...

or I'll tell him who you really are.