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BETTY IN NEW YORK

We're talking about your furry-lipped assistant.

Those pathetic girls read her her fortune,

which said that she was going to have a night of lovemaking.

Oh. Can you imagine?

If it were true, give that man a Guinness World Record

for sleeping with the most hideous woman in the world! Right?

What are you doing here?

What's that in your hands?

Let me see. What is it?

-Are you stealing clothes from the shop? -No, no.

Then what's that doing in your hands?

I'm returning it.

What do you mean?

I borrowed it yesterday, but-- Wait, wait.

I washed it, I swear. Smell it.

You're returning dirty underwear?

It's not dirty. I washed it with mild soap.

Enough.

It's yours now. Keep it.

Next time you do such a thing, talk to me first.

Uh, sure.

Then... that's what we'll do, Sofi, okay?

Sure.

Got it. That's what we'll do.

Of course.

Good to see you. How nice.

Come on, lie back, Nicolas.

No, it's too high. I'm dizzy.

Alright, sit up. Sit up a little.

Let me help you. Here, lie back down.

How do you feel now?

Now it's too low.

Well, deal with it, because you're in my house

and I say how the pillows work!

There's no need to yell.

You know what?

I'd better go back home so my grandma can take care of me.

You can't go home!

Your grandma is too old.

Besides, it's our job to take care of you

because you had the accident here.

All right. Give him his medication.

Mr. Demetrio, push me that way a little.

Which way?

-That way. -That way?

Careful.

Ouch!

Scratch my back. I can't reach.

-Where? -My back.

-Here? -Higher.

Right there, right there.

Softer.

Right there?

This is real first-class treatment.

I feel like I'm at a spa.

Scratch, scratch...

You can't deny it, Sofia.

I saw you.

Why were you putting that super sexy red lingerie back?

Do I have to report my every move to you?

Yes, you do!

If you don't, I won't get off your back.

What happened yesterday?

Did you end up having a rendezvous with Efrain?

Did you see him?

What if I said that I actually saw him?

Come on, Sofia.

Are you for real?

You can't stoop so low.

Why not?

At the end of the day, Efrain's still my husband.

And we all have our needs.

My body was craving it, so I just gave in.

-What a body! -That's right.

Just know that I'm not saying one way or the other.

You were just so happy and radiant.

You looked so happy and satisfied.

I can't lie. It was amazing!

And stop reminding me or I'll have to go back for more.

Wait for me, Sofia.

Don't be mean. Tell me more.

This man isn't just coming into your life to brighten it up

but to turn it on with passion!

This is intense, Betty. And dare I even say--

Well, not me, but the cards say

that you'll experience a night of lovemaking.

Those pathetic girls read her her fortune,

which said that she was going to have a night of lovemaking.

Oh. Can you imagine?

If it were true, give that man a Guinness World Record

for sleeping with the most hideous woman in the world. Right?

Betty...

I wanted to...

Yes?

No!

Hon...

Why that face? What's wrong?

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

Sometimes things are fine and sometimes things get complicated.

I have no patience.

I wish everything could be resolved in one fell swoop.

-You know what? -What?

I think you need to get your mind off all this work.

-Yeah. -Look,

how about we go to the theater?

The theater? No, no. I can't.

-You can't? -Nope.

Do you have a better plan?

No, of course not.

I have to stay and work on the budget for the new collection

and Betty's going to help me.

That's all.

-I have a better idea. -What?

I'll wait for you here.

In fact, I'm going to help you.

No, you'd be so bored here.

Why don't you go to the theater instead?

Go with Patricia, enjoy yourselves.

I can't, I can't fall in love with Beatriz.

I can't even imagine her as... she's my assistant.

Don't kid yourself, bro.

You're the assistant... because Beatriz owns

everything you see here and everything you don't.

No, no, it's just... I'm just not attracted to her.

I have no feelings for her, I don't desire her.

She's nice, she's very kind...

That's perfect.

In nutshell, we have to pervert the saint.

What...?

What what?

Don't tell me you wouldn't enjoy corrupting a saint?

Hey!

Bro, this isn't a fling nor is it for pleasure.

It's for our future and for our freedom.

Yeah.

If Beatriz felt like it, she could send us to jail, and you know that.

Bro, relax.

Let's go, you can do this, big guy.

Come on, player. We've all put our faith in you.

You can do it.

We believe in you. Now believe in yourself!

In your phone you'll find the address for the perfect spot.

It's where I take all my hookups.

-I can imagine. -Nobody's going to find you there

because nobody in our circle knows about that place.

Just you and me.

Betty...

I need you here today.

What do you mean? I'm here.

No...

tonight.

Please, stay.

Tonight? You want to go over the loan later on?

This isn't about V&M.

It's about you and me. About us.

So, call home and let them know you'll be home late.

I want to talk to you tonight, in private...

out of the office.

Oh.

Does this have anything to do with Nicolas?

No, it has nothing to do... well...

It's private.

It's strictly confidential, okay?

Don't tell anyone about this outing, please.

This is between you and me.

Everyone else can think we're just working.

Where are we going to go?

Relax, Betty.

Get ready to be amazed tonight.

-Do you trust me? -Yeah.

Oh, Betty, I know exactly how you feel.

If I had your hair, I'd feel awful, too.

Have you ever thought about wearing a wig?

There are some really nice ones.

No.

I like my hair very much.

Perhaps they don't meet your standards of beauty

but I love and respect myself just the way I am.

That sounds so profound.

Are you meeting your boyfriend?

You don't have that worried look on your face for nothing.

I don't have a boyfriend.

We all know you have a boyfriend,

even though I do find it unfathomable.

I'm just wondering whether this guy

has any kind of mental disorder.

No. He has perfect eyesight.

We're on the right track then.

At least you admitted you have a boyfriend.

If I were you, I'd take very good care of him. He must really love you.

He must be a very spiritual man...

to ignore your appearance and the fact that you're poor.

Actually, he is very special.

And I'm pretty certain he'd never give you the time of day.

Are you sure this is the place your friend recommended?

Yeah, but we can leave if you don't like it.

No, it's fine. It's kind of trendy.

As long as we have a place to talk, right?

Yes. We'd better sit over there.

-Look, there's a spot over there. -Yeah.

Have a seat.

Yes, thank you.

Careful.

What would you like, Betty?

I'll have a bottle of whiskey, please.

A bottle?

Yes.

Hum.

I called you because you're the best,

and I really appreciate you coming.

So, what do you say?

It's a way to grow the sport and to save the gym.

-Are you in? -Yeah.

Okay.

I've got a fantastic idea for this tournament.

Why did you stop?

Keep going.

We must be totally focused.

We must be very disciplined.

You think I don't know what's going on?

I'm not stupid, you cockroach!

What are you talking about, Jennifer?

You're cheating on me with your ex!

How could I cheat on you with Sofia?

-That's right. -I left her for you!

That's true, but I don't care.

At work, she was saying you two had been together.

Is that true? It's true.

You should've seen her all giggly and made up like a clown.

You know Sofia can't get over me leaving her.

You heard wrong.

Get out of here!

Nothing happened between us!

My jacket.

We have to talk... we have to talk, please!

You're out of your mind.

Don't be silly.

Listen to me... you've lost your mind.

Get out of here!

-Mr. Armando... -Yes, Betty?

You're very quiet.

I don't want you to think I'm judging you or anything,

but you've had a lot to drink.

Yeah, you may be right.

Do you remember Hamlet's monologue? The most famous one?

Exactly.

"To be or not to be."

"To be or not to be..." okay.

Why are we here, Mr. Armando?

Is there anything going on with the company

that I need to know? Is something going on with BAR?

That's right.

What's going on?

No, no, there's nothing going on with BAR.

It's you, Betty.

What?

Haven't you realized?

Why do you think I asked you to fire Nicolas?

I don't know. Because... because you don't trust him?

Why do you think I don't trust him?

I don't know why.

Because I'm jealous of that moron, you hear me?

I'm jealous.

Oh, my!

I'm jealous of that moron, you hear me? I'm jealous.

Oh, my.

Well, don't just sit there. Aren't you going to say anything?

It's just... I don't get it.

Why are you jealous?

I can't believe he's just your friend.

I can't comprehend how he's so close to you and your family.

I saw how you ran after him and how worried you were.

You're getting it all wrong.

Nicolas is my best friend. He's like a brother to me.

I got worried, I ran to him because he's like my brother.

I swear there's nothing to be jealous about.

Betty... these days we've spent together...

I've realized what kind of woman you are.

You're smart,

loyal... or better yet, faithful,

special.

Let's dance, shall we?

No! Sorry, but I don't dance.

Don't worry, neither do I. Let's dance anyway.

No, seriously. I don't have any rhythm.

My two left feet kept me out of ballet.

Don't make me beg. Let's go dance. Come on.

What's up, buddy? What are you doing here at this hour?

Jenny's gone all crazy.

She thinks I'm cheating on her... with Sofia!

Where did she get that idea?

That's very strange.

At work, Sofia said we had spent the night together.

She was even in a good mood and everything.

With you?

It must be a misunderstanding.

Jenny must've heard wrong.

That's what I told her.

Nothing happened between us.

At least not with me.

What? What do you mean?

Maybe Jenny thought Sofia was referring to me,

but she was actually with another guy.

It would be perfect if she were seeing someone.

Then, she'll definitely sign the divorce papers.

Listen, Efrain, just settle down.

You haven't noticed anything?

She hasn't told you that she's seeing someone?

No.

Our daughter isn't home yet.

She should've been home by now.

Maybe she's working overtime.

And she has to turn off her cell to do that?

No, no. What if something happened to her?

Relax, Demetrio.

Nicolas is right. She must be working.

Maybe her battery died.

You know what?

I'm going to get her.

No, no, no.

Come on, Demetrio.

It's not like she's been gone all night.

Her coworkers will think she can't stay late

because her dad goes to pick her up and scolds her.

They can think what they want.

I don't know them and I don't care about them.

Go up to our room and relax.

Stop worrying or you'll make yourself sick.

If I lie down, I'll fall asleep

and I can't fall asleep if my daughter's not home!

Come closer, Betty.

Loosen up.

There you go.

Ouch!

Sorry, I stepped on you.

It's alright.

Just dance.

Follow my lead. Just loosen up.

Will you forgive me?

It's fine.

There you go. See how it easy it is?

It didn't hurt?

Nope.

Very well, Betty.

Awesome, bro. You're doing awesome!

Are you alright, Mr. Armando?

Yes, I'm fine. But we'd better sit down. Come with me.

Sofia has a lover.

That's right!

Jenny overheard her talking with her friends, she got confused...

Though I find it hard to believe.

Sofia with another man? No way!

I don't believe it either, Efrain.

Sofia's a very decent woman.

She wouldn't sleep with just anyone.

I'm not questioning that.

But who'd want to sleep with someone like Sofia?

She's too old and she has a terrible temper.

And you think you're such a hunk?

You belong in a zoo.

Besides, Sofia's still very attractive.

Don't be surprised if someone falls for her someday

and appreciates her more than you do.

I can picture her now,

desperately looking on line for some old geezer.

Only an old fogey would be interested in her.

You know what? I'd better go. I can't deal with you.

I hope Jenny sends you to hell and you end up like a dog... all alone!

What's his problem?

No!

Don't move. This is a robbery!

Surprise!

Armando... Armando?

How weird.

You'd better show up, Armando.

Mr. Armando...

you look a little sad?

Could it be because of the liquor?

I think you might've overdone it.

I drank too much?

On the contrary.

I'm very happy.

You know why?

Because the time has come.

-The time? -Yeah.

The time has come to tell you that...

that I have feelings for you.

Betty...

I'm in love with you.

Betty... did you hear what I said?

I'm in love with you.

Oh, no! I'm out of here!

No, Betty.

You came with me, and you're leaving with me.

Don't worry. I'll catch a cab.

You need to go home. You're delirious.

No, I can hold my liquor

and I'm well aware of what I'm saying.

All right, but I'm leaving anyway.

Betty, please calm down.

I'm very calm.

Betty, stop huffing and puffing.

I don't know what else to do with all this.

I'm jealous of Nicolas.

I think about you all day long.

I even dream about you...

Aren't you going to say anything?

Are you going to stay quiet all night?

What happened?

Don't you feel anything for me?

Mr. Armando... I'm hyperventilating...

I need a paper bag.

Don't throw up, don't throw up.

I already said we don't have any. We're broke.

It's down there!

Right there.

No, no, no.

Please put your gun...

Wilson!

Get out of here! Now!

Go!

Get out of here or I'll kill you both.

Wilson...

Wilson...

Wilson, hey...

Wilson.

Betty, are you alright?

Calm down. Breathe.

Are you alright?

I'm such a blubbering idiot.

Don't be so hard on yourself, Mr. Armando.

Are you okay?

Mm-hmm. Listen...

It's Marcela. I'm not going to answer...

You should answer.

She must be worried sick.

I think you should pick up.

Don't make me feel worse.

Fine.

-Are you okay? -Yes, yes.

Hi, honey. I just saw your calls. What's up?

Hi, honey. Where are you?

Betty and I came to grab something to eat. Since we're still working.

Oh, really?

Where?

Judging from the music, I doubt club food is any good.

A club? No way. We're at a pizza place in Times Square.

They always play music full blast here.

How did it go at the play?

Actually, I didn't go.

I brought you a pizza so you could have dinner at work.

See how connected we are... honey?

You should've let me know. I would've waited for you.

Yeah, I know. I'm an idiot, right?

I didn't say that. No, no. How about this?

Go back to the apartment, I'll drop off Betty and I'll see you at home.

Come on, Armando.

I have to leave by myself

and that woman can't catch a lousy cab?

Come on, honey.

Betty can't afford a cab home from here.

I can't do that to her, you understand, right?

Yeah, of course. Marcela always has to be the understanding one.

You know what? Do whatever the hell you want. Bye!

Alright, Betty.

Everything's taken care of. Everything's fine.

-No. -Everything's fine.

-Nothing's fine, Mr. Armando. -It is.

What we're doing is wrong.

You're about to marry Marcela.

I feel like I'm betraying her.

This isn't right, and you're telling me things that are inappropriate.

You've had too much to drink and... and you're confused.

No, Betty. Come on.

You're not doing anything wrong, okay?

But, yes, you're right.

I'm confused because... you're a amazing woman.

You must think I'm a moron

because I never thank you for everything you do for me.

Don't worry.

I do it with pleasure.

It's my job.

It's more than just your job.

You think I don't notice?

Come on. You don't notice it.

Should we dance a little more?

Who?

What do you mean, Betty?

Do you see anybody else here?

I guess I have to hide better!

What a great song! Let's dance.

They're playing it again?

Yeah, it's a sign.

It's our song.

Ouch!

Why did you pinch me?

So sorry.

Let's go dance. Come with me. Let's dance!

We'll let you know if we find out anything

that might help with the investigation.

Luckily, you guys safe, which is all that matters.

Thank God Wilson was here.

Who knows what might've happened to her if you weren't here.

It's true. I was so lucky that you were here.

I was the lucky one. You were amazing.

You were the hero.

I was in there and one of the thieves had a gun to my head.

Wilson made a noise out here, which distracted him.

The thief stepped outside, Wilson hit him with a stick.

Then, he punched him twice, right?

-Did they take off running? -Of course!

Wilson was pointing the gun at them and they...

Thank God they didn't take the money.

We can't afford to be robbed right now.

Wilson, on my behalf of my family and me, I want to thank you for all you've done.

You saved my sister and the gym.

Oh, I'm dancing with him.

Look at those eyes.

I'm in his arms.

I hope this song never ends.

No, no, no, I can't do this. I can't.

She doesn't deserve this.

What am I doing here?

Marcela.

-Marcela. -Hi.

Would you like some cold pizza and wine?

Come in. Everything okay?

Yeah, thanks.

I was sleeping.

Are you with someone? Am I interrupting?

No.

Don't worry. Make yourself at home.

-Let me change, I'll be right back. -Okay.

I couldn't have done it without you.

Sure you could have, pal!

You could've killed them both.

You saved me, not the other way around like you told your brother.

Don't sell yourself short, okay?

I wouldn't have done it if you hadn't disarmed him.

Listen, Sandra, you're amazing.

The problem here is, you don't realize how amazing you really are.

You're exaggerating.

I'm not. I really mean it.

Look,

you don't realize how very pretty you are.

Gorgeous.

In fact,

you're even stronger than all the guys.

You think?

But... that's because I grew up with four brothers.

No. That's not it.

-You know what we should do? -What?

We should celebrate our success... but at night.

"Go out" go out,

or do you mean play basketball with your friends?

No, just you and me.

What do you say?

Okay.

Tomorrow... tomorrow after the gym?

It's a deal.

Hey.

It's a date, buddy.

See you tomorrow.

Later!

Betty... the song's over.

-What? -Song's over.

I'm so sorry.

It's probably really late, isn't it?

This is going to sound old-fashioned...

but I have to go.

My Dad's probably waiting up for me,

and since Nicolas is recovering...

Stop talking about Nicolas, please.

I'll start thinking that you lied to me and that you're really in love with him.

No.

No, no, Mr. Armando. Don't think that, please.

You're the only man I could ever fall in love with.

Mr. Armando... have to know that you make me very happy.

You're the most important person in my life.

I'm so happy every morning because I know I'll get to see you.

It's the most beautiful thing that's ever happened to me.

I love you, Mr. Armando.

I love you.

Be... Betty, I'm sorry. I can't.

I can't do this to you. I'm sorry. I can't.

I'm sorry.

When I got to the office

to surprise him with pizza and wine, he wasn't there.

And I sat there like an idiot waiting for him... like always.

Don't say that, Marcela.

He probably went out to grab a bite.

Ricardo, we both know he's probably out with one of his side pieces.

I'm so naïve to think that Armando would ever change.

But you can't teach an old dog new tricks.

Armando is with... with Betty?

He's with Betty. You have my word.

I didn't come here to get information.

I came to talk to you because I didn't want to go home.

You know the hardest part

about being in a relationship with Armando?

Being alone.

Marcela, a woman like you is alone because she wants to be.

I beg your pardon?

What I mean is that if you wanted, you could have a bunch of men at your feet.

You are an amazing woman, and believe me when I say,

there's a world full of men out there looking for a woman just like you.

I almost believed you, Ricardo.

I don't want any other man, I want Armando,

but he doesn't have the time to be with me.

Armando doesn't have time for anyone,

especially with everything that's going on at work.

He has no time for anything nor anyone, not even for an affair.

Look, my sixth sense tells me

that something, or someone, is making him act like this.

If Beatriz weren't so... Betty...

I'd think that something was going on between them.

It's right here.

Betty, I wanted to apologize for drinking so much.

I'm sorry.

Don't worry, Mr. Armando.

You know what? Even though we made it here,

I'd better go with you because you're in pretty bad shape.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

The right thing to do is for me to drop you off at home.

Besides, it's very late and we're here already.

Are you sure?

Yes, Betty.

I just wanted to ask you for a small favor.

Just a tiny favor?

Please don't tell anyone about this.

Of course.

It must stay between you and me.

And the driver because he already heard us.

You have my word that it'll stay between us.

Please.

-Also... -Yes?

Thank you so much for everything.

-Thank you. -Cheers!

Nah, just kidding. Goodnight.

I'm such an idiot.

Let's head back, please.

Nico. Nico.

Where were you?

You scared me to death, Dad!

What about the scare you gave me? Do you know what time it is?

I was worried when you didn't come home. What happened?

They're installing something on 52nd...

and there was an accident with a truck.

I didn't hear anything about any accidents.

Yeah, I got stuck in traffic.

Besides, there were a bunch of construction trucks.

What's all the ruckus?

It's my house and I can speak as loudly as I want to!

Mr. Deme, please tell me another story.

I'm talking to my daughter. Go to the study.

How nice.

We should let him sleep, okay?

Goodnight. I love you. Bye.

No, no, no.

Goodnight, my foot! Get back here.

Beatriz!

Come on!

Cuquito, it was the most perfect night of my life.

The most beautiful.

The way he talked to me, his scent...

the way he looked at me.

What? You're not even paying attention to me.

You wait and see.

Just wait until you want to tell me about the bat you like.

You'll see.

That's too bad.

"I don't know why he did it.

I know him better than he thinks

and I know he's worried.

Something's troubling him.

He said he couldn't... he couldn't do that to me.

Probably because he wouldn't dare kiss... an ugly girl."

I'm in love with you.

No, no, no, I won't be able to do this.

I can't. I can't. She doesn't deserve this.

What am I doing here?

Be... Betty, I'm sorry. I can't.

I can't do this to you.

I'm sorry. I can't.

What am I doing?

Hey, hey... that's enough.

If you're mad, just say so.

But don't take it out on the kitchen. I've got a splitting headache.

Oh, I'm sorry, honey.

I won't... I won't do it anymore. I'm sorry.

Would you like some breakfast?

Sure. Anything.

Great! I made you something.

What's this?

If you want more... go ask the slut you spent the night with.

Bon appétit.