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Please open up!

It's me! Open up!

Nine-one-one, what's your emergency?

I have... a situation.

There's...

There's...

There's a crazy lady trying to break open the doors

of this office building.

-Please send a patrol. -Open up! It's me!

-Open up, damn it! -Shut up, you crazy hag!

Why is she so upset?

What will I do if she gets in? All I have is this useless thing.

Open up!

Oh!

Open up, please!

I'm not letting you in!

Hey!

I have something for you. You're going to like it.

No, no.

-At this time? -No, no.

Where are you, Ricardo?

Come to the office right now! I need you! It's urgent.

I can't. I...

Hi, Armando. Nice to meet you.

Ricardo can't talk right now.

He's a little tied up.

Armando!

Who are you? Put my friend on the phone now!

You have to understand. Your friend tried to play us.

Armando!

-Get everything, baby. -Armando!

-Let's go! -Armando!

-Let's go. -No!

She was one large, ugly woman.

No, she was huge and really ugly.

She kept yelling at me to let her in as if she owned the place.

I didn't, though.

Are you sure you didn't know her?

Positive.

She was caught on our security cameras.

Would you like to see that? Come on.

Hi. Betty speaking.

Betty, it's me. Meet me at the office now!

Hello, Mr. Armando.

I'll help you. I'll ask for a loan.

What? Are you asleep?

Uh-huh. Yes.

I'm dreaming that I'm talking to you.

No, this isn't a dream. Wake up right now!

What?

Mr. Armando?

-Is it really you? -Yes, it's me.

Come to the office immediately! Get over here, Betty!

A cross-dresser?

No way!

I've met uglier women who've snagged a husband.

How'd you know he was a man?

She belongs to a gang of troublemakers we're looking for.

They were responsible for a fight at a club tonight

in which I was injured.

If you see her again, call us immediately.

-She could be very dangerous. -Sir, yes, sir!

Here. Wait for me.

The person we're picking up should be somewhere around here.

Betty! Betty, it's me! Come here!

Mr. Armando?

Get in here. Yes, it's me. I need your help.

Don't laugh!

Sorry. I didn't recognize you.

I know I look ridiculous, but help me, please.

Tonight's been the weirdest night of my life.

I can imagine. Actually, I can't.

Please don't laugh!

Right, sorry. Need me to take you home?

No, Marcela and her siblings are there.

The last thing I need right now is Daniel giving me a hard time.

I know I'm asking a lot, but please take me to your house

and ask your dad to lend me some clothes.

-My dad? -Yes!

You two don't even dress alike.

Plus, his clothes won't fit you.

All I need right now are some men's clothes.

Take us to... Where are we going?

We're going to Jackson Heights, please.

-Enough, Beatriz. Don't laugh! -Sorry, sorry.

I'm done waiting for Armando. I'm leaving.

Armando will walk through that door any minute now.

You said that two hours ago.

He obviously doesn't care about getting together with us,

much less his wedding.

Bye.

You're such a drag! Leave!

The exit is that way. Straight ahead.

Let's open another bottle of wine.

No, hold on.

Marce, we have to reschedule because I'm tired.

-Yes, let's do that. -No, no!

The night's still young. Let's party, Marce!

Party? What's the matter with you?

We have to work tomorrow. You need to rest.

Daniel, could you please take Patricia home?

-You can't drive like this. -Sure.

-Sure I can! -You can't!

I had the crystal thing done. I can do a perfect tree pose.

Listen, here's your bag.

Take an extra bag in case she throws up.

Wait!

I'm keeping your car keys!

Give them back!

No, no!

-Give them back. -No, Patricia.

You know what? I don't care.

You wanna keep them? Keep them!

Just remember to pay the valet.

It's very expensive and I'm broke.

Don't worry. I'll handle it.

God saw it fit to punish me by giving me a lot of money.

-Bye, sises. -Bye.

Wait for me.

Come on in, Mr. Armando.

-Which way? -That way.

Thanks.

That way?

You're going to wake up my parents!

Sorry, sorry.

This way. Follow me.

Stop.

The coast is clear. Come on.

What?

If they wake up, it'll be worse.

Betty? Who is this...?

Mr. Armando? Is that you?

Yes, ma'am. It's me.

I'm so sorry. I hate to bother you, but...

Why are you dressed...? What's all this, sweetie?

Betty, don't laugh.

Mr. Armando was at a costume party.

That much is obvious.

-He wants to change. -Yes, please.

I was going to ask you if he could use some of Dad's clothes.

Please, ma'am, I promise you'll have it back tomorrow.

It'll be dry-cleaned too.

I don't know if anything will fit you, but let's see.

I'm sure something will.

-Come on. -Thank you, ma'am.

You intend to drive home in that state?

Patricia, you're drunk.

I may be drunk, but I'm not as stupid as you think I am.

I'm not going anywhere with you.

You're not? How will you get home?

My sister has your car keys.

-How will you get home? -I'll fly home.

-Oh, yeah? -Uh-Huh.

Or I'll take a taxi. Or maybe I'll crawl home.

But I won't leave with you.

You, Daniel Valencia, disgust me!

I'm not afraid of you.

No, I'm not.

You're just a coward who does everything from the shadows.

-Do you hate me that much? -No.

I find you revolting.

You think you're all that because you have money,

but you wouldn't be anything without it!

But you'd sure love to have it, huh?

Admit it, Patricia. You're dying to kiss me.

Of course not, you pretentious idiot!

Shut it up!

No, enough! Oh, alright.

Come on, honey. Come on!

Stop doing the dishes, Cinderella.

Come have a drink with me instead.

Don't you have anyone in charge of the housekeeping?

I don't mind doing this while we talk.

I can't stop thinking about how different we've always been.

You dreamt of being a housewife

and I dreamt of being a flight attendant

so I could travel the world.

Stop that already and come enjoy this wonderful wine.

-I'll pour you a glass. -Alright.

Cheers!

You know,

sometimes it's as if you're the youngest Valencia sibling.

You know, I think so, too.

I think the stars got it wrong, for once.

I'd like to be more like you sometimes.

Yes, I'd like to travel, be so detached,

and only worry about the present.

I don't want to overthink so much.

Then do it. We have enough money for it.

We don't have to worry about making more.

Are you really sure about this wedding?

Are you siding with Daniel?

What do you both have against Armando?

No, I have nothing against him. I really like the guy.

Plus, I have to admit that he's very good looking.

I just don't know.

Do you think he's the right man for you?

I've been sure of it since I was a teenager.

It's a matter of feeling, you know?

I just feel like he's all over the place.

Sis, sometimes it's best to let things go.

Right? Just like two tree trunks...

floating down a river until they disappear.

You can't keep someone who doesn't want to stay.

I don't care what you think.

I know that Armando is the one for me.

I trust him. And we will get married.

We're going to be very, very happy.

Just like the two tree trunks floating down the river.

Julia!

What are you doing? What time is it?

I'm sorry, honey. I was looking for...

Forget it. Go back to sleep.

What are you doing up at this hour?

What was that?

I didn't hear anything.

Are you deaf? Didn't you hear that?

Must be a thief!

I think it came from Betty's room.

-Demetrio. -What?

Don't do anything crazy!

Be quiet.

It's nothing. You're worrying over nothing.

What if they're armed? Get out of the way!

Calm down! Don't be silly.

Listen to me. Don't be stupid, Demetrio.

Demetrio, wait!

-This man, my goodness. -Turn around!

PRESENTS

Whatever, whatever.

What is a she-devil doing in my innocent daughter's room

at two in the morning?

It's not a she-devil!

She's a friend from high school.

Oh, yeah?

And I'm Sylvester Stallone and I talk like this.

Nice to meet you, sir. I'm really sorry about all this.

Your friend's a little hoarse

and she has a bit of a beard.

I'll explain later. That's Mr. Armando.

I don't care if it's Armando, Juan or Violeta.

Get out of my house!

It's Mr. Armando! Betty's boss!

Yikes!

As I was saying...

Mr. Armando, would you like some coffee, sir?

No, sir. Thanks for the offer, though.

Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not like this.

He was at a costume party. Right?

Yes, that's it.

He was mugged somewhere close by.

And he needs a change of clothes.

Thanks.

He thanks you and thinks you're very kind.

Yeah, thank you so much.

You're welcome. Nice to meet you.

Likewise.

Hey, don't fall asleep. We're almost there.

-I won't fall asleep. -Alright.

-Oh, I know. -What?

Let's keep partying!

Yes! Let's do it, baby!

What? Baby?

Spare me all the corny talk.

All you have to do is keep me informed

on Armando and the company.

Right. How typical.

It's all about what you want and what you need.

What about me?

Alright, Patricia.

What is this very important thing you have to tell me?

I don't have to tell you it. I just need to have it.

Alright. What is it that you need?

A man. A real man.

-Okay. -You could be that man.

If you wanted to be, but you don't.

And I don't understand why. I'm really pretty.

Yes.

I also did three semesters of Finance at TUI.

-I mean, hello! -Wow...

-I could be a great wife. -Wife?

I'd give you very beautiful children too.

They'd be like you... and me.

Well, they'd be more like me, because you're a rat.

No, you're not a rat. You're a very cute mouse.

-How sweet. -I know.

-But you know what? -No.

That's not going to happen. We're here.

Get out. You're drunk and bitter.

You know what? Yes! Yes, I am bitter!

I hate everybody!

-Okay. -Most of all, I hate you.

Mr. Armando.

I only managed to find these flip-flops.

Thank you. This is perfect.

I can't face your parents. I'm so embarrassed.

You saved my life yet again.

-Don't mention it. It's my pleasure. -Thanks.

It's Marcela.

I'm not going to answer. I should handle this in person.

Just pray that I make it out alive.

Thank you for everything. Really.

-I'll walk you out. -Thank you.

-Bye. -Good bye.

Well, well, well! You finally showed up!

You have no idea what I've gone through.

What?

-What's that? -What?

Your eye.

One eye is one color...

-and the other is another. -What?

-What are you wearing? -That's not important.

This has been the weirdest night ever.

You reek of alcohol. Where were you?

-Alcohol? I can explain. -Yes!

My brother and sister and I waited for you all night.

I know, but let me explain.

No, when you stop trying to pull the wool over my eyes

then I'll listen to you!

-So you're not gonna listen? -No!

-Your dad is asleep. -Thank goodness.

Sweetie...

now that it's just us, tell me what's going on.

What's up with your boss? Why was he dressed like a woman?

Kind of weird, don't you think?

No, Mom. Mr. Armando isn't weird.

He made a deal with his designer.

A deal?

Some people do the strangest things.

That's so odd!

I think the strangest part of all of this

is that Mr. Armando called you.

Why does he always call on you? Doesn't he have any other employees?

Don't you think it's strange your boss always calls on you?

Is something else going on?

No, Mom! Of course not!

Mr. Armando called me because I was nearby,

that's all.

What other relationship could there be between an employee and her boss?

It's just a work relationship.

Besides, Mr. Armando...

trusts me very much. And I trust him.

We respect each other.

I'm sleepy, Mom. I should go to bed.

Good night.

-Good night, sweetie. Sleep tight. -You, too.

Your little joke yesterday took a hefty toll.

-I almost got arrested. -What did you do?

Steal a pair of silver stilettos to match your underwear?

It's not funny.

You can mess with me, but Marcela was affected.

Why? What happened to her?

We had dinner plans with her siblings,

but I couldn't make it because I was dressed like Rihanna.

And I couldn't explain what happened.

Don't worry about that. I'll talk to Marcela.

Look.

This is the collection's line sheet.

The divine Hugo always keeps his word.

Please don't tell Marcela I was at your bachelor party.

And don't you lie to me again

because I'm starting to trust you again.

I'll think of something to tell Marcela.

-Armie. -What?

You are undoubtedly the best.

What do you mean?

All of my friends asked for your number.

And I gave it to them.

I love that you brought me to work, lovebug.

I feel like Pretty Woman.

Yes, but calm down.

-Do you have money? -Only enough for coffee.

I don't have much.

-What? No, honey. -I'll take this.

I'll go to that corner where they sell lots of cool things.

Alright. Let me fix your blouse.

-What are you doing? -Fixing your blouse.

You're jealous. You're jealous, aren't you?

I'm not. It's cold inside.

You look more presentable this way.

Let me hold you.

-Kiss me. -And a kiss.

Caught you red handed!

How could you bring this bitch here?

-Calm down! -Coward!

Get out! You're a coward!

Coward! Get out!

Bastard!

You shouldn't get upset, ma'am.

At your age, it could lead to organ failure.

I'm going to choke you, you slut!

Come here, you slut!

Come here! Let go!

Get back here, bitch!

Calm down.

How's the most beautiful and elegant woman of this company doing today?

I'm so glad you're here.

I'm dying to talk to someone. I feel like I'm about to burst.

Because Armando didn't make it to dinner last night?

-How did you know? -I know everything.

I know where he was, with whom, and what he was doing.

-Oh, yeah? -Uh-huh.

Look.

-Armando? -Yes.

No! Is this...?

This is Armando? My Armando?

Yes, your Armando, the future father of your children.

I can't believe this!

-I knew you'd love it. -Hold on.

No wonder he didn't want to tell me where he was going.

Why didn't you tell me?

I had to get him back for selling my collection to a cheap store.

You have no idea how furious I was.

Oh, I do.

Tell him you know, but don't make fun of him.

In his defense, he kept his word like a man.

He's a gentleman.

Does this mean you two have made up?

For the time being.

But if he pulls another stunt like that...

I'll dress him up like a China Poblana

and have him walk a runway down Rockefeller Center.

-Could you do me a favor? -Name it.

Protect the collection.

Of course.

Betty. How's your father?

I found myself in dire straights last night

and I really appreciate his hospitality.

Don't mention it.

He said you were very... nice. You know.

That's it?

My mom said you have a nice butt.

Enough.

Let's close this chapter and move on, please.

Let's go to the bank to secure the loan from BAR Fashion.

Yes, but doesn't Mr. Ricardo have to come, too?

Yes, but he's not here yet and isn't answering his phone.

Rewind it! It has to be there! Look at the time!

-Rewind it! -It has to be there.

Back, back. Look at the time!

-Rewind it, Wilson! -I can't.

There.

Check that out.

Good morning, boys.

Good morning!

Greatest of mornings to you, ma'am!

Look at them!

They look like starving Chihuahuas.

You can tell she's a gold digger from a mile away.

-You think? -Duh!

She has a sugar daddy who pays for everything:

her new butt, her boobs, her nose, everything.

Well, hats off to her doctor. He deserves it.

Idiot!

See if you can figure it out yourself!

Wipe that dumb look off your face!

Here you are, Mr. Kauffman.

Your company will have the money in less than two hours.

Thank you for everything.

On the contrary. It's my pleasure to help you.

Especially since Betty's involved.

During her time here, she did excellent work.

I really regret letting her go.

You have your own company, you finance V&M Fashion.

You should be proud.

But since you didn't hire her, I acquired a valuable asset.

I can't imagine my life without Betty.

Oh my!

-Girl! -What?

Did you see the look she gave me?

She didn't even look this way.

She looked at me. Of course she did!

She's doing this because she thinks she's better than me.

And she is. Know why?

Because she took my husband and my money.

Honestly, you should thank her for taking Efrain.

He's not a good man.

And who told you there's such a thing?

No, girl. Efrain was mine.

Good or bad, he was mine!

I shouldn't have to put up with her everyday.

Know what I do take comfort in, what grants my soul peace?

Knowing that this is temporary. She's just a freelancer.

-A freelancer? -Yes, a freelancer.

A freelancer? Sofi, she's on the payroll.

What? What?

Sofia, remember your dignity.

Dignity my foot!

I'm being tortured! I don't know what else to do!

How much is she going to make?

I need to know how much she's going to make.

-Same as last time? -Yes.

The house specialty. Two meatball specials, Piero.

Two meatball specials coming right up.

Thank you.

Thank you, Betty.

You've done so much for me.

I really don't know where I'd be without you.

No, thank you, Mr. Armando.

Just remember this loan is a temporary fix.

If we squander it, V&M could be bankrupt.

See why I have to thank you?

You're the best! You're always on top of things.

Thanks, Mr. Armando, but I'm just doing my job.

It's going to be okay.

I'm sure our next collection is going to be a success.

Let's toast to that.

-Cheers! -Armando, excuse me.

I like taking pictures of everyone who comes in

for our wall of fame.

Sure. It's my honor.

Scoot over, Betty. Get in the picture.

No, no! You want a pretty picture.

-Come on. -Scoot over.

-No. -Come closer.

Perfect! One for you.

Another one.

Beautiful!

Thank you. Excuse me.

You should keep it.

It'll remind you of the day V&M pulled through thanks to you.

How do we look?

Great! I made a duck face.

We don't look too shabby.

Step aside. It's hot.

Same salad as always.

You?

Are you trying out a new diet, Sofia?

Yes. The poor man's diet.

No, no.

As long as you have friends, you'll never be poor.

That's so true. You can have half of my salad.

-No, no. -You can have my banana.

No, no.

Really, please don't. You don't have to do this.

Listen, you scratch my back and I scratch yours.

No, no. Not you.

I'll clothe you, but I won't feed you.

Listen up, Sandra.

I'm a believer, a woman of faith.

I was taught at church not to let food go to waste.

I'm not the kind of woman who lets anything go to waste.

Thank you so much, girls.

-Thank you! -Love you!

Don't worry.

You know what? Your family has your back.

And if they don't, we'll find a rich man

named Angel who'll support us.

You never learn.

Patricia, are you just now getting here?

Marcela, lower your voice!

My head is killing me!

Unbelievable.

I imagine you have no idea where Armando is.

If you, his fiancée, don't know...

What?

Don't give me that look! It's your fault I drank.

Be grateful I came in to work.

It's my fault?

I can't deal with you.

Temper, temper. I'm the one with a hangover.

Look who decided to show up!

Bleach blond, flat-chested Patty.

This was just what I needed, a squad of uglies.

We may be ugly, but we're punctual.

Bertha, why don't you tell your boss

that Betty's secretary comes to work late?

For your information, I'm not late.

I was handling company business.

Oh, yeah? Like what?

Alright, how can I say it so you understand?

I was getting pretty.

It takes time to have such distinguished air and elegance.

I'm the face of this company.

Well, what a waste of time. You look terrible today.

You know, you should leave.

Peroxide and cheap tequila make a smelly combo.

Oh, you poor things.

Even with a hangover I look better than you do

on your best day.

Divine Hugo speaking.

It's here?

I'll be right down. Thank you!

Inesita, it's here. It's here!

What is?

Fabi's surprise. It's a magical surprise.

-Look! -Hello.

We were just talking about you.

How's the owner of my heart?

-I have a surprise for you. -You do? What is it?

Close your eyes and come with me.

Turn around. Walk.

-What is it, chubs? -Don't call me that!

Walk. Come along, Inesita.

What?

Armando dressed as a woman?

No, Marcela! There's no way!

He'd never do that. You're wrong.

No! If I hadn't seen it myself, I wouldn't have believed it.

Look, Patricia!

That's so funny, Marce!

Hold on.

It could be anyone under all that makeup.

No, it's him! Look at him.

The way he moves, his hands, his eyes.

I can tell it's him.

I hate to burst your bubble,

but I think you've been fooled again.

Armando did something terrible last night

so he came up with this story and asked Hugo to cover for him.

How many times do I have to tell you all men are alike?

Straight or gay, they're all alike. They cover for each other.

No. I trust Hugo.

I know Armando did this to save V&M.

I'm so proud of him.

Are you feeling right in the head?

Better than ever, Patricia. Know what I'm going to do?

I'm going to start trusting Armando.

I have a plan.

A plan... I'm not going to tell you.

I'm going to seduce him.

He's going to fall more and more in love with me.

I need a new phone.

Get me everything I need to cancel my credit cards.

I also want to check my bank statements.

Thank you, Sandra.

You're finally here. I thought you'd taken the day off.

Bro, I know I shouldn't have left you last night,

but I was set up and, honestly, it wasn't my fault.

Let me guess.

-You left with a woman? -Two!

Two gorgeous women wanted to have ménage a trois with me!

I couldn't turn that down.

If you'd seen them, you'd understand.

I didn't mean to betray our friendship.

It was a crime to let them go.

Don't worry, though. I was punished for it.

We went to a hotel and I thought it'd be a night to remember.

And it was, but not in the way I expected.

They tied me to the bed and stole my wallet.

If it hadn't been for a housekeeper, I'd still be there.

Hey, don't laugh.

I wasn't the one wearing a sequined dress.

In fact, let me show you something.

-What? -You're a trending topic, bro.

What?

I bet Hugo's boyfriend recorded this. I'll go talk to him.

Don't bother.

There are plenty of videos of you on line with lots of views.

Everyone caught you on camera. You're famous, bro!

In fact, I don't know if I should call you bro, Armando,

or Cookie!

Idiot!

Well, you can't really tell that it's me.

You owe me one!

Betty was the one who came to my rescue.

-Betty? -Yes, Betty.

-How did that happen? -How? You left me all alone

and some drag queens started a fight outside the club.

I was dragged into it and was chased all over New York!

I ran through Times Square dressed in...

in a wig and heels, running around.

When I reached the office, no one would open the door.

Someone called the police so I hid behind some trash bags.

When I called you, you didn't answer.

Betty was the only one who answered and came to my rescue.

And what happened afterwards, handsome?

Did you take her to your apartment?

No, Marcela and her brother and sister were there.

I asked her to take me to her house.

I made a fool of myself in front of her parents!

-Her father loaned me clothes! -Bro.

Your relationship's going great. You met the in-laws.

While wearing a dress! It was great!

Don't mock me.

-I'm not. You know what, though? -What?

Bro... what I said will turn out to be true.

Betty's not only the ideal assistant,

she's also the ideal woman for you.

We're almost there.

-Let me open my eyes. -Are you ready?

I don't know. Let me open my eyes!

Ta-dah!

Is this for me? Is this my car?

Of course it is, silly!

No way!

Good thing he's handsome, because he's not very smart.

-Do you like it? -The car?

I can't possibly mean Fabi. I like Fabi.

Yes, that's a very nice and expensive car.

It was worth it. Fabi's worth it.

I can't believe this!

Hey, there's something else.

-What? -Check the windshield.

"Fabio."

Oh, I'm so nervous!

It reads:

"To the most handsome boyfriend on earth

from his future husband, the happiest man in the universe."

Inesita, take our picture, please.

So we can see it when we're older.

Stand close to me.

Let's see.

A few years ago, I mentioned a fabric expo in Los Angeles.

Yes, and I also remember Dad didn't like those suppliers

-because they were very expensive. -What does he know?

We can't discard this possibility.

-You promised Hugo quality fabrics. -That's right.

We'll have a wide variety of offers there.

I can't leave New York. You'd have to go alone.

Come on, it's Los Angeles.

Hollywood Boulevard, Sunset Boulevard, Beverly Hills.

Wait, wait. This is supposed to be a business trip

and we can't have any hiccups.

We can't lose that money.

BAR has been compromised financially

and we can't ruin the company that's bailing us out.

You sound like you don't know me.

Don't worry.

I'll protect Betty's money with my life if I have to.

Okay. You'd better.

-Hello. -Hi.

-How are you, Mr. Smith? -Hello.

Well? Can I come in?

Oh, yes! Of course!

Come on, my office is always open for you.

Aw, thank you so much.

Well, I'm here to talk about my salary.

Oh, okay. Of course.

Would you like some water? Tequila?

A husband?

You're so funny. A glass of water will do.

Bertha, get me a glass of water in here, please. Now!

-Have a seat. -Thank you.

You're not going anywhere.

Why are you wearing a wig and glasses?

Mr. Armando, I'd like to apologize

because I know you were saving the company last night.

See? I didn't do anything wrong.

That's why I'm going to be your assistant for today

and I'll do everything you want.

I can be a very demanding boss.

I assure you, you won't find a better assistant.

In fact, I can summarize

what was discussed at the board meeting.

I'd like that. I'd like that very much.

But more than that, I want to see the investment bell curves.

I love you, Armando!

-Do you love me? -Yes.

-Say it! -I love you!

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