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IN REMEMBRANCE OF FERNANDO GAITAN

BETTY IN NEW YORK

So?

So?

Will we be doing business together?

You can ask me anything you want. I'll give you everything.

Wow! Thank you.

I'm not officially president yet.

Just give me a few hours, and the position will be mine.

And? Do we have an agreement?

That depends.

As long as you sign those papers in person.

I'm sorry, Tiffany. I'm expected at a photo shoot.

In this weather? Don't lie to me.

I swear. I paid 15 grand for three hours.

I can't be late.

-Actually-- -Fifteen minutes.

I can't. I'm sorry. They're already calling. Look.

Marcela?

Don't tell me you're going to answer right now.

No. Of course not. She knows I'm working.

Look, I can't. Really. Some other time. Rain check?

Sorry.

It's useless. He won't answer.

He must be busy with the photo shoot.

Oh, honey!

You know how Armando gets when he's around models.

Patricia, don't start.

Armando promised to change, and I'm choosing to believe him.

That's why he proposed.

Fine, fine! Let me see!

But mine was bigger. Damn prenup!

All right, so how did he propose?

It was super exciting.

This place is amazing, especially this bridge.

Yeah, I know.

Marce,

I've been waiting for the right time and place,

for the most romantic moment.

You've been my friend, my accomplice, my partner, my love.

I know I can make all my dreams come true with you by my side.

You've watched over me and loved me.

Now it's my turn.

I want to protect you and be with you for the rest of my life.

Wait, this is serious.

Yes, I know it is.

We're talking about taking a huge step.

Yes, and I want to take it with you.

I know I'm not a saint and that I have many flaws,

but I want to be better for you.

I want to be a good person for you.

No, I don't want you to change.

I accept you for who you are, flaws and all.

But we're talking about... fidelity, loyalty...

-Yeah... -You're not--

Marce, I want only you. Is that so hard to believe?

No, but you're a flirt. You can be very flirtatious.

Hey, I'm a gentleman with the ladies. That's different.

-Don't take me for a fool. -That's not what I'm doing.

That's enough. Let's forget the past.

Do you love me?

Of course I love you.

That's it, then. Trust me.

Will you marry me?

I said yes!

-Oh, Marcela! Wow! -Yeah.

That's so romantic.

But you need to be careful, though.

You know how men are. They're heartless bastards.

-Especially Armando. -Patricia, don't start.

And don't even think about making a comment like that

-in front of my in-laws. -Of course not!

You know I'm politically correct.

-Exactly. -I should've been a diplomat.

-Hello! -Hi!

-Hi, Robert. -How are you?

-Hi, sweetie. -Hi.

-Marcela, it's beautiful! -I know.

Armando's always had great taste.

-In jewelry, as well. -Thanks!

Isn't that right?

Everyone in Manhattan will be jealous of Marce.

When is the wedding?

We haven't set a date.

What? What do you mean?

I told you Armando's a heartless bastard!

Patricia!

Kidding!

Well, welcome to the family. Officially.

Thanks, Roberto.

I never expected this from Armando.

You see? Our son is maturing.

He's ready to take the reins of the company.

Hold your horses.

Let's hope he's mature enough for today's meeting.

Let's see if he's chosen.

-Shall we go? -Yeah.

-Let's go. -Oh, yes, I woke up today...

-Mom? -Sweetie, are you at the bank?

No, I'm still a few blocks away. I'm on my way.

I'm so excited for you, Betty!

You should've taken your boss those tamales I made for him.

To thank him for your new job.

Mom, I can't give the president of the bank tamales.

Besides, I'm still just an intern.

I haven't been officially named Mr. Kauffman's assistant.

I'm still not certain they're giving me the job.

You'll get it, sweetie!

I already lit a candle to Saint Jude!

All right, I'll call you if anything happens.

Thanks. Have a nice day.

Bro, where were you?

You were supposed to be here for the photo shoot.

I thought the Parkers just wanted you to sign some papers.

Yeah, but I didn't meet with Parker.

I met with his daughter!

And? Good?

I'm glad you started your day well. You need the luck.

Don't worry. I'll be V&M's next president.

I thought so, too, until I saw Daniel's business plan.

It really is.

Everything will be all right. Don't worry.

Daniel Valencia isn't getting his hands on my family's company.

I know what he'd do.

You know what I'm going to do?

"Daniel Valencia is an investor and expert in finance

who works for a well-known hedge fund on Wall Street."

That's what I said.

"He's known for buying financially struggling companies

and is rumored to soon gain control of V&M Fashion,

the family company he owns along with the Mendozas.

This rebranding expert is known for his radical turnarounds."

I know!

"He goes after companies, accelerating their bankruptcy

in order to buy them at a lower price, cutting down on staff

and changing their brands forever."

You see? I told you they'd start firing people.

That man is a son of a gun!

Let's hope to God he doesn't get a hold of this company.

You're lucky, Carmencita.

You'll soon retire and be with your family.

The Mendozas have landed.

They're on their way here with Marcela.

Oh, my God!

This is worse than a Golovkin-Canelo rematch.

Place your bets, girls. Who's going to win?

I think Armando is going to win.

Not only is he handsome, he's nice, too. Plus he's nice to us.

On the other hand, Daniel Valencia... Poor guy's so bitter.

Oh, yeah. He didn't even love his mother,

may she rest in peace, the poor thing.

Don't be so cruel, Sofi.

Those poor Valencias.

Mr. Daniel, Maria Lucia, and little Marcela

lost their parents way too young.

Who cares?

All I'm saying is if that Daniel Valencia

becomes president of this company, our heads will roll!

That'll be it for us!

Your head will be first, Sofia.

Huh?

Yours will roll, as well, if you stay here chitchatting.

Which one?

-Aren't you here to work? -Yes, of course.

-Then get to work! -Sure!

I just royally screwed up!

Today, I'm happy to announce

that someone will be joining our family here at the bank.

Ever since she started as an intern,

she's surprised us with her efficacy, her talent,

her drive, and her beauty.

Ana Labat, welcome to the World Trade Bank.

I'd also like to thank our other intern, Beatriz Rincon.

You did a great job.

We wish you the best in your future endeavors.

On behalf of the bank, here's a plaque to show our gratitude,

and your letter of recommendation.

I'm really nervous about the vote.

And my sister Maria Lucia doesn't even bother to show up.

Of course, the little brat only cares about

getting her monthly check and her annual bonus.

I'm so jealous!

I wish I were your sister

so I wouldn't have to count every dollar.

Don't be so dramatic.

Me? Dramatic?

I feel like Les Miserables was written about me.

-Yeah, right. -I'm serious! We need to talk.

Danny.

You're so handsome.

We need to talk. In private.

How did the meeting with Parker go?

He seemed worried about the upcoming changes.

Don't worry, Dad. Everything went well.

Son, congratulations.

You've learned a lot about the business.

Thanks. I'm ready to take the reins of the company.

I have a lot of ideas. It's all in my business plan.

I've wanted to create a line of ready-to-wear clothing for a long time.

Here are the first few sketches. Hugo is just as excited as I am.

This is the perfect time for this.

Not only can we sell this online and in the catalog,

-but we can open new stores-- -Hey...

Son, calm down. Listen to me.

I'm not voting for you.

What? I don't understand. You're voting for Daniel?

Have you seen his business plan?

This isn't about the business plan. I thought you trusted me.

This isn't about trust. Listen to yourself.

All you've got are dreams. Long-term goals.

When you're responsible for a company

and thousands of employees, you need to be grounded.

In a few years, you'll have a lot more experience,

and you'll be an excellent president. Trust me.

Who knows what'll happen to this company in a few years!

It's like you don't know Daniel. He's only interested in money.

He'll be president over my dead body.

Because I love fashion. You taught me everything I know.

I'll take this company places.

Even if you don't trust me, I'm going to prove you wrong.

This is a sham.

Armando proposed to secure your vote. That's all.

Do you think I'm stupid, Daniel?

Armando and I have been together more than two years,

and we love each other. What you should do...

Don't laugh. You two should make peace.

Not only because you love me, but because he'll soon be my husband.

Have you set the date?

Don't start.

Armando will keep his promise.

We're going to marry whether you like it or not.

All right, vote for him. You'll realize it was a mistake.

Vote for Armando and watch how he doesn't marry you.

And you know why? Because he's using you.

Why can't you see that he doesn't love you?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Rincon.

Your daughter will never be a part of my dance team.

You should've told me two years ago, ma'am.

I wouldn't have paid for these classes had I known!

They're not exactly cheap!

Ma'am, ballet is a sublime art. It's elegant and delicate.

It's not for graceless, ugly girls.

Some girls were born to shine like stars.

Others were born to watch them shine.

Watch your mouth, you hag!

My daughter is a star to me!

No matter what she decides to do, she will be successful.

I promise!

Let's go, honey.

I'm signing you up for the best classes in New York!

I don't want to talk to anyone, Cuquito.

What do I tell them?

That I missed out on something I wanted again because I'm ugly?

Welcome.

I think it's time we start the vote.

Excuse me, Roberto.

Maria Lucia still isn't online. We can't start without her.

Hold on. There she is.

Hi, guys! How are you?

Sorry I couldn't be there, but I'm at an amazing ashram.

You should come sometime.

I'm here because I know there's a vote.

My vote is for Danny.

I know you'll be the best president in the world.

I'm sure of it. I'm with you.

I love you all. Enjoy your meeting.

Namaste.

All right.

So she's voted.

The vote has started.

My vote is for...

Daniel.

Mine is for Armando.

My vote is for Armando.

Is there another option? Oh, right!

OK.

That's two votes for Daniel and two for Armando.

Marcela, I believe you're the deciding vote.

No, you listen to me.

I've been busting my hump for 30 years in this country!

Legally!

I've worked hard and made a good name for myself,

and I won't let anyone or anything

destroy what I worked so hard to achieve.

No!

No, I won't lose my clients' respect

or my accounting license.

Don't you realize I could lose my job?

Do whatever you have to.

I won't be punished for something that wasn't my fault.

Sweetheart! Demetrio.

What's wrong? Are you feeling OK?

Yes, sure. What is it?

I need you to help me with the ladder so I can put up the decorations.

All right, I just need to make a call.

I'll be there soon.

Awesome!

Yes! I told you!

All right, all right. Ricardo, please.

Please...

This is a mistake, Marcela!

Everyone here knows Armando can't be president.

And yet, I am. Get over it. I won fair and square.

Fair? You manipulated my sister!

Have you told everyone

you proposed to her days before this meeting?

-What? -We know about the engagement.

We're all very happy.

Don't try to twist things. That's not what happened here.

I'm sorry, Margarita and Roberto, but I don't trust your son.

Armando isn't ready to be president. He knows nothing about finance.

Just look at his business plan if you want proof!

-He'll destroy this company! -Oh, please!

You're so jealous you're talking nonsense.

Nonsense is you presiding over my parents' company.

-Our parents' company! -All right.

That's enough. Let's be grownups here.

Armando's been voted president.

We should help him in fulfilling his new responsibilities.

I do agree with that, Roberto.

Since I'm to be the company's financial adviser,

I want Armando to provide me with a monthly financial report.

I don't need a babysitter to report to.

I'm the president. I should have complete authority.

That's enough!

Since you two can't find common ground,

here is my last directive as president of this company.

We will have board meetings every two months...

and you'll have to present us with financial and operational reports.

If we don't see any growth within a year,

Daniel will take over the company.

Is that clear?

Excuse me.

Surprise!

Oh, honey! What's wrong?

Didn't you get the job, Betty?

-No? -No.

But it's for the best. The money was bad.

Don't worry, honey.

Now, get over here. I made you some tamales.

Put that box down somewhere.

I'm not hungry.

I am! Let's go, Mr. Deme.

Be there soon, Nicolas.

Let's go, Betty.

-Hey. -Hello.

-Demetrio! -Dad!

-Sir! -No, Dad!

What's wrong?

Dad... Dad. Daddy.

Guess what?

Mom's talking to the doctors.

They say it was just your blood pressure that spiked.

I'm so sorry. I know this was my fault.

I disappointed you.

No, sweetie. It wasn't your fault.

I don't know why you're saying that.

Well, because...

you've always wanted me to have an important job,

but I still don't have one.

No matter what you do, you're always the best at it.

I've always been very proud of you.

The one who let me down was your boss at the bank.

That Kauffman guy.

I'm...

I'm worried, but...

it's not you.

It's because...

our neighbors are filing...

a class action lawsuit...

against us.

They want... a lot of money.

Why? You do their taxes.

That's why.

I changed the software last year, and it's a mess.

It didn't send the IRS forms.

Now they're all suing me.

No... Dad, please stay calm.

I promise I'll try my hardest to find a good job

so I can help with the house.

That's the last thing I need.

Betty, you have a father.

I'll... fix this.

I talked to the lawyer.

I just have to find a way to pay them.

But I will say this.

Please don't mention this to your mom.

No.

We don't want her to worry. Please, Betty.

Sure.

I brought you some cookies and some hot chocolate.

Thanks, ma'am. I don't know what I'd do without you.

You'd go to the supermarket

and buy enough cookies for the week.

Honey, what'd your father say?

Nothing important.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

But we should keep an eye on his pills.

We don't want his blood pressure to spike again.

All right, if you say so.

Good night.

-Good night, ma'am. -Good night.

Get some rest.

Betty, why didn't you tell your mom about the lawsuit?

I can't.

My dad asked me to keep it a secret.

He doesn't want to worry her, and I understand.

Right now, I just need to find a job, any job.

There must be something here.

Wait. There's one.

Hey, that one sounds interesting.

Secretary?

Yeah.

My dad will probably ask why I got a post-graduate degree

to just be a secretary.

As soon as he hears the title, Dad will have another episode.

We'd better look someplace else. Besides, what's V&M?

-What's that? -Let's see.

"V&M, exclusive lingerie."

It says here they had 30 million in revenue last year

and a net profit of 5 million.

Apparently, most of their clients buy through catalogs,

but they're planning to open stores all over the country.

Oh, no!

It's a fashion house.

They didn't hire me at the bank because I'm ugly.

Imagine what they'll do here.

They probably don't do interviews.

They just hold casting calls. It won't work.

Didn't you say you need a job?

You're going to rule out jobs because you're afraid they'll reject you?

Betty, if I were you, I'd try.

Should I risk it?

DAYS LATER

Mr. Armando!

The Legal Department just sent the contracts

for the photographers and models.

Leave them here. I'll check them later. Thank you.

All right.

Carmen, what's in that room? My dad never used it.

Old files and useless papers. Nothing much.

Find someone to help you vacate it in case I need it. Shush!

Sir, I can't. Today is my last day.

I've already notified HR and your dad.

What?

Well, I was your father's secretary for 30 years. I'm retiring.

Don't say that. I thought you'd stay a while longer,

at least until I got the... Hey!

Without you, the transition will be a mess.

Silence, please.

-Sir, the bills for the catering arrived. -What bills? What catering?

Armando!

Damn it! Will you stop that drilling?

Smith, I need your help. I'm going crazy here.

I need a secretary ASAP.

It has to be today! I don't care what you do!

Just find someone!

Shush!

-Did you say something? -Yes. Shut up!

Sorry. Shush!

You're looking better, Mr. Deme.

Call me Demetrio, even if it's longer.

I'm just really fond of you, Mr. Deme.

I'm fond of you, too.

Have you had breakfast, Nicolas?

No, but if you insist...

It's good.

Yeah. Who's calling?

V&M?

Just a second.

Is it for her?

Hello.

Yes, this is her.

Yeah, I know where it is.

All right, see you soon.

What?

I have a job interview!

I knew you'd find something soon!

I'm not in yet.

Only because you haven't signed.

No...

This really makes all our efforts worth it.

Honey, I'm so... proud of you.

What's the position?

I'm...

Go ahead, Betty. Tell your, Dad.

-It's for... -Tell them.

The position is...

Sounds important! An executive!

Plus, she'll be assisting others!

-Cheers! -Cheers!

What do you mean? It's me!

Your destitute best friend whose breakfast is on you

because she's broke.

Why are you disguised?

This is so embarrassing! Damn envelope!

Move!

You're not getting a tip, so get going.

I owe three months of my association dues.

Not... to mention my phone bill, my light bill...

I mean, Marcela, I've sold everything of value I own.

I don't know what to do! I'm about to die! I'm ruined!

Look, you have an extremely expensive car

that's entirely useless in New York.

Plus, you can't afford the apartment your ex left you.

There's your problem.

You might as well ask me to sell my kidneys.

Serves you right...

for being so easy.

Mauricio adored you. I can't understand how you gave him up

for a happy ending massage.

You have no idea what made me want to throw myself in the arms...

of that stud.

You're going to eat all that?

Don't look at me like that.

-Just help me out. -Right.

I mean... why won't you...

I was thinking that maybe you could give me a job.

Hey, I studied finance for three semesters.

I don't know.

The only available position is... for a secretary.

A secretary?

I thought that maybe I could be your assistant,

and that's already degrading.

No, Mariana's been with me for years, and she's excellent.

No, Patricia.

Well...

Armando doesn't have an assistant, as far as I know.

I could really help him...

and you, too.

-What are you saying? -Listen.

Hire me as secretary to the president of V&M.

You have to pay me well, obviously.

I'll be his shadow.

Nicolas, I don't know what Dad will say

when he finds out I'm being interviewed to be a secretary.

He'll say:

"Betty, that's not what you went to college for!"

But if I'm offered the job, I'm taking it.

I'll figure out later what to tell him.

If you take it, this man will be your boss.

Roberto Mendoza, president of V&M.

-He looks nice. -Yes.

Let's hope I'm lucky this time.

Betty, you'll get it.

Haven't I always told you to believe in yourself?

Just remember me when you make it big.

I don't want to stay here forever.

Of course.

But first, I have to get hired.

-You'll get it. You'll see. -Let's hope so.

The New Soho...

Ladies!

-Hey, how are you? -Kim.

Come in.

Must be my lucky day!

Yeah?

I'm here for a job interview.

-Here? -Yeah.

Long time, no see!

But I don't want to be late. Can I go in?

Go ahead. HR is through the second door.

The second door after the elevator opens.

It's been so long. Always nice to see you.

-Thanks! -You're here for the runway show?

-Yes. -Welcome.

-Thanks. -Come in.

No, Ricardo. I'm not going to the runway show rehearsal.

What are you talking about? We've never missed a rehearsal.

-That's where we network. -Yes.

I know, but that was before. I'm engaged now.

I can't believe what you're saying. Seriously?

You haven't even married Marcela yet, and you're already scared of her.

-No, I'm not. -All right.

-Stop it. -Listen.

I'd stay, but duty calls.

Man...

Save all that fierceness for the runway, hon.

Strut your stuff like the fierce goddess that you are.

What's up? You still haven't lost weight.

I don't want you all fat on my runway. You're out.

And you! You stole my luscious locks.

That's what my hair looked like way back then.

Quiet!

Silence.

My voice is the only one we should be hearing.

Who said that?

Who dares to speak?

Oh, the horror!

Ines.

Where did this train wreck come from?

I'm looking for Mr. Smith's office.

He's from Human Resources.

Do I look like an exec?

Do you think my girls belong to that awful platoon outside?

-Excuse me, sir, but-- -You're not excused.

But Nature should excuse herself for creating you.

It's OK, sweetheart. I'll show you where to go.

Let's go. I'll show you where is it.

Back to work!

Oh, Patricia!

No, thank you for inviting me.

You saved me from starving the rest of the week.

Can we talk to Armando now?

No! Listen, I know him.

If he feels I'm pushing you on him, he won't hire you.

But I did talk to the head of personnel.

You need to send your resume.

My what?

Your CV.

What for?

So you seem like a normal person who's actually applying for a job.

Marce, you know I've never worked a day in my life.

I've never made a curric... That thing.

I could copy yours.

Please sit down.

It says here you majored in economics

and graduated Summa Cum Laude from Jersey University.

That's right.

I graduated top of my class, and I took a course in senior management,

taxation for big and small businesses,

and then I pursued a post-graduate degree in econometrics and statistical modeling.

How many languages do you speak?

I speak and write perfect Spanish and English.

I speak French, Italian very well, some German, and Mandarin.

But I can learn more if needed.

That's a very impressive resume.

You're overqualified for this job.

Why do you want to be a secretary?

I feel like there's a huge opportunity for growth at V&M...

Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Patricia Fernandez.

I'm Marcela's friend.

Her best friend.

The one who's applying to be... the president's secretary.

Will you be much longer with her?

No.

A bit higher.

Show those beautiful long legs.

Naomi! What the hell are you doing here?

-You called. -Me? When?

You're persona non grata here. You know that very well.

Why?

Because Marcela Valencia hates me and is jealous of me?

You were a bitch and went after her fiancé.

Allow me to remind you that Marcela owns half this company.

If she sees me talking to you, she'll kill me.

Not to mention what she'll do to you.

No. I'm not going anywhere.

I was called here for a wardrobe fitting.

I came, so you have to pay me. I gave up a runway show to be here.

You're a pain! I didn't call you.

Hugo, I called her.

The Russian girl called out sick, and we needed another model.

Sorry, I didn't know she wasn't welcome here...

Don't worry. You shouldn't have to know.

As for you, you'll get paid, skank.

Now get your filthy uterus out of my face!

Fine, I'll go.

Just tell that boring Marcela

that her boyfriend is only sleeping with me

because I know how to really please a man.

Did you hear that? She knows how to please a man.

I just think she's horizontally accessible.

They don't even want you as a secretary, Beatriz.

Hello?

Betty, what's up?

Did you get the job?

Please say yes. I need you to help me get a job, too.

I'm sick of my dictator boss.

No, Nico. You'll have to wait.

The same thing happened again.

A pretty girl swooped in and stole the job from me.

You know how things work here.

Ramos!

Ramos!

You'll see, you bitch.

Guess where I am.

Wow!

What are you doing here?

Did you forget what happened last time? Are you crazy?

I'm crazy about you. Didn't you know?

If Marcela sees us, she'll kill us.

Who cares? I'll die happy.

Are you sure there's nobody here?

Nobody!

-Marce! -How'd it go?

Great! I won him over like that!

He said that if it were up to him, I'd start today.

That's great.

I just need you to help me convince Armand.

I'm actually looking for him, but I don't know where he is.

I've called him a bunch of times.

Who knows where he went!

He didn't go anywhere. I just saw him.

-Really? -Yeah.

He was in a hurry. He went that way.

You sure?

That's where the hot girls are.

This isn't right. Please leave.

What's wrong? You've never been this nervous.

I love it.

You look so hot.

OK.

Who's there?

Get out, right now!

No, don't! Stay inside.

We're fixing the plumbing.

We had an issue with the hot water. We're almost done.

It looks like it was just a pipe.

Is this the hot water? Nope, it's this other one.

Right. We're almost done.

This one is cold. This one is hot.

Just a second.

All right, done. You can come out.

What are you doing here?

This is the ladies' restroom. What are you doing here?

I mean, I was here before her, but I saw her...

I thought it best to stay hidden.

I swear I didn't see anything.

Open up!

Armando,

I know you're in there! Don't make me call security!

Armando!

I smell his cologne.

I know he's in there! I know you're in there, fool!

-Open the door! -Chill.

You're insane. It smells like restroom to me.

You know what? Stay here.

What do we do?

-It's your fault I'm here. Now what? -What?

You came here on your own!

Because you asked me to! What do I do?

What?

-It's OK! -What do we do? What?

What's there?

-The vent. -What vent?

-The air vent. -Air vent?

Haven't you ever seen an action movie?

You want me to get in there?

-Excuse me. May I help? -Yes.

Quickly.

That's it.

Oh, my!

Sorry!

-Here? -Yeah, you fit.

You?

What are you doing here? I told you never to come back.

It's not my fault. I got a call.

Ask Hugo.

I don't believe you. Armando!

Armando! Where are you?

Where's Armando?

How should I know? I haven't seen him.

Don't play dumb. Where is he?

This young lady and I are the only ones in here.

Was... there a man here?

No, it's just...

the lady and me.

You see?

We got locked in and were waiting for someone to help.

But since you've got mental problems and an overactive imagination...

Oh, whatever! I'm getting out of here.

Please do. And never come back.

Don't worry. I won't.

I won't model your trashy clothes again either.

-It gives me hives. -Thanks.

All right, excuse me. I should go now.

Wilson, who was that?

I saw her in Mr. Smith's office.

But who cares? I mean, did you see her?

The poor thing.

-Ricardo! Come here. -No! Later.

Help me!

I hit my leg.

What happened to you?

Dude, you suck!

You have the worst timing. I was ready for the kill.

I need your pants and shoes.

You're going to ruin my shades. Stop it!

Hurry up! I need them!

You'll see!

Hurry.

Thanks. I owe you one.

-Yeah, yeah. -Come on.

Thanks.

You can't take your eyes off your man for one second.

This place is crawling with models.

You're not helping!

What are you doing here, girls?

To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?

Where were you?

Is that any way to greet me, honey?

Hello, Patricia.

What's wrong? Why are you upset? What'd I do?

I'm not a fool. Where were you?

In Ricardo's office on a conference call with the people in El Salvador.

Remember I told you there was a problem with the shipping?

What's wrong?

Nothing. It's nothing.

If you say so... How was breakfast?

I love seeing you two together. You've been friends all your life, right?

You go everywhere together.

I love being Marcela's best friend.

Since you're so fond of our friendship, I have some news you'll love.

Really? What?

Patricia is going to be your new secretary.

What do you think?

I think it's a terrible idea!

What made you think Patricia Fernandez could be my secretary?

She majored in Economics.

Oh, please! For three semesters!

And she never finished because she's a nitwit!

She found a man, and to hell with her career.

She's bilingual.

In this country, who isn't?

She was highly recommended by Ms. Valencia.

That's the problem! Marcela wants to keep an eye on me.

Are you stupid?

Patricia cannot be my secretary.

Do you have any other candidates?

Well, there was someone else. She's actually overqualified.

That's who I want. Who is it?

There's one tiny, but huge problem.

What? Say it!

She's ugly.

What?

I can't believe my HR director just said that.

What?

How ugly can she be?

Beatriz Rincon? This is Raymond Smith from V&M.

How should I know why Naomi was here?

I was with Ricardo!

Don't believe me? Call him. Here.

Honey...

No, don't touch me!

I have reason to distrust you.

The moment I turn my back, you go after one of your models.

Your insecurities won't do anything for our relationship.

-You need help. Therapy. -No!

Don't treat me like a nut job! I'm not crazy!

You've given me plenty of reasons to doubt you.

You promised you'd change, but you just lied again!

Think whatever you want, but I won't let your friend spy on me!

Don't even think about it.

If you want to help her, hire her as your secretary.

No, I can't fire Mariana. She's been with me for years.

Patricia is about to lose her apartment and her car.

That's her problem. She cheated on her source of income!

Look who's talking!

-My faithful fiancé! -That's not true. He's lying.

That's how rumors start.

It wasn't like that.

Good morning again!

Oh! What's so good about it?

What's this thing doing here?

Patricia needs us.

Stop treating her like some charity case.

She's young and healthy.

You want to help her? Take her to a pet shelter.

Stop it!

Adopt her if you want to, but you won't impose her on me!

Come in.

-The other candidate is here. -Send her in.

Ms. Beatriz Aurora Rincon.

You?

You?