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- Room 202, sir. - Very well. Thanks.

- Good morning. - Good morning. May I help you?

Yes. I'm looking for a guest of yours, Sofía Carrington.

Sorry, we can't share information on our guests.

I didn't ask for that.

- I'm asking for her. It's important. - I'm saying that's impossible.

But I'm saying I'm Leandro Monsalvos.

- So what? - The Marquis of Monsalvos.

Right.

Anyway, did you say Sofía Carrington?

Precisely, Sofía Carrington.

I can assure you she's not staying here.

- Excuse me? - Is Sofía Carrington staying here?

No.

No, sir.

FADING GRANDEUR

Maybe she checked in under another name.

No, Fidel. Don't be silly.

She's not staying at the Royal. This is very odd.

Now that you mention it, I've also noticed odd things about her.

Yeah, right? Which things?

Well...

The clothes she wears, her shoes...

Yes. What's wrong with her clothes?

I don't know. It's as if something... doesn't quite fit.

True. And when I asked for her and said Sofía Carrington,

they had an odd reaction.

- Did they? - Yes.

Maybe we're overthinking it.

- We may be exaggerating a bit. - Most likely, yes.

"RENEWABLE ENERGIES ENSURE OUR CHILDREN'S FUTURE"

- Leandro. - Huh?

- Why did you leave halfway through Mass? - It was about to end when I left.

Okay. Has that woman signed the deposit for the mansion?

- She's about to. - "About to"? Sure.

You see, Leandro, I've been thinking and...

It's true that in time, we could sell it.

That's what I said.

But I'd be against it.

But you can't, because I'm the firstborn.

Leandro, here's some advice, okay?

Do not fight me on this.

- Hm? - I shouldn't?

No.

Mm?

- If it's a girl, Fabiola. - Fabiola?

And something a bit more modern or...?

- Teresa, more timeless. - Teresa?

- Martina. - Dad, this is Guillermo.

Hello, sir. I've seen you at the club.

Oh, please, drop the formalities.

We're almost family.

We started marriage prep with Father Lizarralde.

- Oh, good. He was my teacher at Pilar. - Really?

Our children will also go there, right?

- Yes. - Excellent.

- Hey, Dad, can we have a word? - Yes, of course.

Want me to leave? I'll leave you to it.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

- What is it? - I don't want to marry this guy.

I knew it!

It's one thing to accidentally sleep with him one night.

But can you imagine my life as this guy's wife?

A duchess's life, don't you see?

I know, Dad, but have you seen him?

He looks like a Mormon.

- That's true. - There you have it.

But listen to me, darling.

Love is overrated. It's a scam for the poor.

Happiness comes from nobility, a coat of arms, class.

- Right... - The wedding will be amazing.

It'll be expensive. I got your uncle to sell the mansion.

- Boss, a little help? - Yeah?

No. We've got nothing.

I HAVE NO HOME HELP ME

We'll go with Reme, and you'll get a tat.

- Love it, or what? - Huh? Yeah, it's nice.

José wanted me to get a demon on my tailbone,

and I said... no way, José.

The horror, Vanessa.

- You're in a mood, really. - Yeah, sorry.

The marquis is not answering, right?

- What did you expect? - I don't know what I did wrong.

Girl, this was gonna end, sooner or later.

Yeah.

Better now than later. Forget him and be done.

Yes, you're right.

Hello?

Leandro?

Hello?

Leandro?

- Hello. - What are you doing here?

Sorry, the door was open.

- And Fidel? - Oh, I don't know. I didn't see him.

This is his room. The poor man...

Let's go upstairs.

I'm sorry. Maybe coming wasn't a good idea.

Well, that depends.

What was the idea?

Green garlic!

We have green garlic behind the house.

Oh, hello.

Fidel, Sofía is here,

and, as there was no one, she went down into your room.

What do you mean, my room?

Oh, yes!

- So? You must have something to do. - Yes.

Yes, sir, yes.

You said if I wanted to have another look at the mansion...

- You could have called. - I did, but you didn't answer.

- I wonder why. - I don't know.

Why?

You tell me.

Actually, I wanted to see you again.

The night I left you at the hotel,

what did you do?

- I went to bed. What else? - You went to bed?

- I think I'm gonna leave. - No. Stay.

Let's have a look at the contract.

- Come into the library. - Yes, of course.

- I'll check with my lawyer and my partner... - Oh! Partner?

- You have a partner? - Didn't I say?

No.

And why the lawyer? You don't trust me?

No, the question is if you trust me.

Well, I don't know. Now you that mention it...

Going on vacation already?

- Don't work too hard. - The police took all my stuff.

I'm going to the soup kitchen. Come with me?

- Okay. - Just when I was gonna buy something.

- Excuse me, where are we? - In Santa Eulalia, why?

But is this Madrid proper or a suburb?

FOOD DRIVE SOUP KITCHEN

- Hello? - Hi, it's Leandro.

I wanted to apologize for being somewhat curt earlier.

Oh, don't worry. It's okay.

Good. What are you up to?

Well...

- I can't talk right now. - Oh, I see.

- Are you in a meeting? - Yes, why?

Where?

Where?

In my office.

Your office?

Great. Good place for a meeting.

You're acting strangely today.

That may be. And you?

Wanna buy a chocolate bar for our class trip?

No, sorry, I'm not from here. I'm from Madrid...

Yes, Raquel.

Coming to your daughter's engagement party?

Yes. How could I miss it?

Well, we've been here for a while.

- Oh, rats. - Where are you?

I'm almost there. I see the sign for La Moraleja.

We're about to give them the presents. The duke is not happy. Hurry.

Raquel, is he coming or not?

Make an excuse.

- Help me, please. - Yeah, but what do I say?

No idea. Make something up.

- You're good at it... - Such a moron, really.

He's on his way. Stopped to donate blood.

- Fidel? - Yes?

You must come rescue me. It's urgent.

Where? What's the matter?

No idea. It's outside Madrid.

It must be gang territory. I'm getting looks.

- Gangs? What are you saying? - Are you coming?

I don't know where the subway is.

Impossible. I'm with my mother at the home.

- Your mother? - Yes, she had a fall.

And she had to fall now? - I'm sorry.

If I don't show up in an hour, call the police.

I must hang up. I'm being chased.

Who was that?

- The idiot. - Oof.

BARBER SHOP

- Sorry. - Easy, my man.

It's all good. Come in, sit.

- I don't have an appointment. - It's okay. No need.

Much less for friends. Sit. It's all good.

Listen, we're all friends here. Yes.

No, thanks. Really, no.

Try them, my man, they're good.

- How do you want it? - What?

Your haircut, how would you like it? I have a few styles. Look.

You'll look very handsome.

What do you want for dinner?

- Sausages with tomato. - Really? Just what I planned.

Of course, you always make the same.

What is it?

Nothing. Let's go.

I wish other young people followed their example.

I can assure you

Martina and Guillermo are the best couple I've ever had at my premarital courses.

It's wonderful when the guide is someone like you, Father.

- Right, Martina? - What?

Yes. Everything's fine.

Excuse her. She's a bit upset because her father didn't make it...

- It's not that. - Oh, it isn't?

What is it then?

Why do you want to know if you won't care?

By the way, Lord Duke,

thank you for the ring you gifted to Martina.

It's beautiful.

Don't mention it. It's tradition.

And, by the way... I don't want to sow discord,

but the watch Leandro gave your son is from the family's trousseau.

He's so excited about the wedding...

He's dying to be a grandee of Spain.

Totally delusional.

And I'll say it again, financially, I'll help with whatever's needed.

Thank you.

Please, Jaime, really. It was a pleasure to meet you.

Well, Martina's like a daughter to me--

- Goodness gracious. - Apologies for my tardiness.

- Leandro? - Are you all right?

Ricardo, I'm sorry I'm late, but there's an explanation.

- For my delay, I mean. - Sure there is.

I come from Zarzuela.

I've been talking to the Royal House so the king attends the wedding.

Felipe is busy.

It took time to get an audience.

But you know the wait is always worth it.

Isn't it?

So the king's coming?

- Where? - To the wedding.

- No. - Leandro, is he coming or not?

He had to check.

Right. I'll talk to him myself.

No, I'll do it, really.

- Leandro. - What?

Enough. Drop it, you're embarrassing yourself.

Some coffee, anyone?

Jesus...

- What are you doing? - Nothing. Why?

You wouldn't be trying to...?

No, I'm checking it.

That woman didn't sign the deposit contract, did she?

Maybe it's all a lie. I don't know.

So, what do we do?

I'm tired of making mistakes.

Is that why you did your hair like that?

Put it away, please.

I saw him there, at Walter's.

Are you sure it was him?

Completely.

- Getting a Latin hairdo. - Maybe it's the new thing among the rich.

But in this neighborhood?

Ask him what he was doing there.

It's obvious. He followed me, and I'm busted.

- But he didn't see you. - I don't know.

What would you do?

Seeing as you're crazy about him, I'd begin to get scared, actually.

I'm not crazy about him.

Sure, you're not.

Girls.

What's this?

- This dress hasn't been washed. - How strange.

It has something here.

- It smells like vomit. - May I?

No way this is vomit.

- Do you wear dresses from here? - Me? No.

The lady says someone wore this dress.

Well, it wasn't me.

- Or me. - I don't want liars here.

- I'm telling the truth. - Final warning.

Two hundred grand is a lot of money.

Really, I don't have that for your daughter's wedding. I'm sorry.

Isn't there some family fund where we could find something?

No. The family accounts are strained to the limit.

And you know it.

Yes? Coming.

Excuse me, the detective is here with the photos I told you about.

- No way. - Of Sonsoles with her lover.

We'll look at them together.

But...

ATTORNEYS AT LAW

- You got them? - Here they are.

- Yes. - I got them.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

- Here you are. - At your service.

What are you doing?

Me?

Come and sit down.

Sit for a moment.

Look at the photos. Tell me what you think.

Come on, look at them.

What?

Huh? What do you think?

How should I take this?

I've meant to tell you for a while.

I put a detective on her, spent a fortune,

and all he got me are photos of her with you.

With her cousin!

With her cousin.

I did say you were a bit paranoid.

This is going to work, for sure.

- It's ten euros, Conchi. - Thanks, Raunak.

Because it's you, okay?

It's me. Don't hang up, please.

Oh, hello.

- Are you still upset? - No, not at all.

I'd like to see you.

I don't know if this is a good time. Sorry.

I think both of us... are hiding things.

- We aren't being totally transparent. - Don't know what you mean.

Well, I'd like to explain it to you. Can we meet?

I'm very busy. I... can't.

I'm really sorry. I...

All right...

It's all right. Bye.

- But if I could... - Yes?

If I could, where would we meet?

I don't know...

At a park, for instance?

Like El Retiro? Something like that?

Sure, why not?

And... in about an hour?

- To put a time on it. - Yes, hypothetically.

Yes, of course, in case we both could make it.

By the way, you should know the room you were in

- is Fidel's, not mine. - Oh, fine.

- Well, see you later. - Right.

Well... goodbye then.

Sofía.

- Hello. - Oh...

- Sorry. - How are you?

Good. You're different.

- Shall we go for a stroll? - Sure.

- So? - So what?

What do we do?

You wanted to meet. Have something to say to me?

- Did you follow me to that suburb? - Yes.

Yeah...

And... I guess you want an explanation.

It's time to lay the cards on the table.

I think that's good. Total honestly from now on.

Total honesty.

Why did you go to the soup kitchen?

I go every week.

To get food.

Why?

I volunteer for an NGO.

- Caritas? - No, it's one I started.

We have branches all over the world.

I knew it.

I knew it!

- You make donations too, right? - Yes. You saw that.

- Did you doubt me? - Yes.

I'm sorry.

I've missed you.

- Well, I mean... - No.

I missed you too.

Shall we go?

Where?

To your hotel.

- We're closer to your house, right? - No, it's right here.

Oh, it is.

Is it a problem, going to your room?

Why would it be a problem?

Sorry, we could have used the elevator,

but I wanted you to see the floor below. It's beautiful.

It's similar to this one... but not the same.

You don't know where your room is?

- Not know my own room? - Oh...

It's that way.

- How are you? - Good afternoon.

It's here.

Here it is.

Leave it, Sofía.

Leave what?

Who are you?

I'm whoever you want me to be.

Yes, I'm coming as soon as I can. And don't worry, I have a surprise.

What would you have me do? Can't leave the boy by himself.

Poor thing. Here.

Careful, it's hot. Yes, I know.

Okay, talk to you later. Bye.

Look, it must be your mother.

- What are you doing here? - What are you doing here?

- Does Conchi know? - Will you let me in?

- Hi, Quique. - Dad!

What's up, champ?

Tomás...

Conchi asked me to watch him.

Okay, but there's no need. I'll stay. I'm still his father.

Can we watch a movie?

Of course, son. Look for one you want.

Well, I'll be going then.

No. Not yet.

You have to tell me a lot of stuff, right?

Subtitle translation by: Soledad Etchemendy