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You're very special, Betty.

PREVIOUSLY

Get that through your head.

You're wonderful.

You're incredible.

You are...

After tonight...

I trust you completely.

I know you'll never let me down.

Never.

I love you, Armando.

I love you so much I'd die for you.

I'm the worst person on the planet.

In spite of it all, it was one of the best nights of my life.

Armando!

Bro! Armando!

Armando?

Armando!

-Are you okay, honey? -Yes.

-Are you sure? -Yes.

Shall we tell them the news?

In two months, Armando and I are getting married.

Catalina found us a cathedral.

I don't matter to you at all!

Okay, okay. Fine. Let's do this.

If you want to help that badly,

you can assist Catalina with the invitations.

I can't take it anymore!

I can't be away from my family much longer

because they're probably very worried, so I'm leaving.

Don't worry, Betty. We'll take you.

No, thank you.

Let's go, please.

Wait, Armando!

Hurry up, Patricia!

You paid the bill, right?

Oh, Betty.

Sweetie.

We didn't know where you were and were scared to death.

What happened?

Uh... the car broke down,

and there was no signal where we were

so I wasn't even receiving your calls.

See all that can happen in one day even someplace near here?

It is your boss' obligation to purchase insurance for you

if you're going to be hitting the road.

Did you demand that?

No, but we didn't know that would happen.

We didn't think it would.

Nobody does, until something happens.

Enough. Quit scolding her.

She's got to think before things like this happen!

The important thing is that she's fine and she's home.

Are you hungry?

I am, I am!

With all this worrying, I've burned thousands of calories.

Yeah, the ones you eat every breakfast.

Exactly, and they must be replaced.

Why don't we have breakfast while Betty tells us

about the accident and her night?

Betty, where did you spend the night with your boss?

In a cabin.

I'm going to wash my hands.

Oh!

Bro, when I told you to take Betty to that meeting,

I never thought you'd be spending the whole night with her.

Come on, let's have it.

What happened?

Both of you had guilty expressions on your face.

What had to happen happened.

No!

Are you serious? You did it?

Yes!

And here I was doubting your abilities.

You've earned my respect.

Tell me what happened. I want details.

How was it?

I don't want to talk about that.

It must've been terrible, but it was necessary

to keep that uggo under control.

Well, if you won't tell me, I'm going to guess.

You drank until you were blind.

-No. -No?

Well then, you must've listened

and looked at the picture of that model for inspiration.

No.

That neither?

Oh, I see, you naughty boy.

The little pill.

You're way off.

What?

Don't tell me you did it without any help.

No wonder you won't talk about it.

You're an expert, bro.

Few have ever been as daring.

In fact, here's to you, Armando Mendoza.

and you came through like a man.

Relax. It's over.

According to you it is, but what comes next?

You keep letting her dig V&M out of that financial pit

and when she accomplishes that, she returns the company to us.

Now smile and relax.

I know it was a sacrifice, but you did it for everybody.

What's more, that was the last time

you'll have to sleep with her.

Well, I hope so.

...and I already spent that money, so you owe me.

What money? What are you talking about?

What I was going to make as your wedding planner.

Enough! You're going to drive me crazy one of these days.

I've got enough going on with Armando.

Oh!

So you felt it too.

What?

Marcela, they lied to you.

Armando and Beatriz were hiding something.

Don't tell me you believed Armand.

Of course I did.

Marce, men are liars.

This was obviously all a plan

for him to hook up with his lover.

A plan? Didn't you see the car?

Who's to say the other woman wasn't there with the two of them?

Think about it. It's a possibility.

That's why Ricardo came with us.

To keep Armand abreast of everything.

Patricia, there was no signal.

Men have their ways. Hello!

Think about it,

the gargoyle was acting weird all through breakfast.

I'll torture her if you let me. It'd be my pleasure.

I'll grab her by the mustache and shake her around,

disgusting, and then I'll comb her hair if I have to.

Whatever it takes to get the truth out of her.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Betty, don't you think it was weird that the car broke down?

So what? I was there and it wasn't weird.

What are you trying to say? That I'm lying?

I don't know. You tell me.

You haven't exactly been very honest lately.

Betty, do you have to return to the office now?

No, Mr. Armando gave me the day off.

What a great boss you've got!

Let's see, he takes you out with him,

you sleep in the same place, and to top it off,

he gives you days off in the middle of the week.

How cool! Why can't we have more bosses like that?

Nicolas, I'm not following. What are you trying to say?

I know you and I know you're scolding me.

We'd agreed not to meddle in the other's private life.

It wasn't my fault, Betty.

The person who went missing

and scared the crap out of all of us was you.

Betty... I want the truth.

Did you have sexual relations with Mr. Armando?

We need to talk.

Can't you see I'm working?

What's wrong with you?

Tell me everything you know about Beatriz's boyfriend.

How should I know about that creature's private life?

Because I paid you a nice chunk of change

for you to inform me, that's why.

Money that's already gone.

Oh yeah?

Want more? I imagine you do.

Then tell me everything you can about that man.

His name's Nicolas.

How do you know his name?

Find out and tell me. I want to know everything.

Where he went to school, how rich he is, everything, okay?

Let me know.

You dropped my papers.

They did not fall, you dropped them!

I hate you!

Girl!

-Busted! -You dummy!

I found you.

What happened?

Sofia, I've been patient with you.

I've comforted you, and I was your accomplice

in your spray tan-related crime.

I've waited for you to tell me what's going on

with your friend Charly, but you're not giving me anything.

You have no excuse now, so spill it.

What's going on with Charly?

Couldn't you have chosen someplace more discreet?

Couldn't you have picked another person?

Now let's have it.

What's going on between you and your friend?

I am a married woman.

You know your marriage ended a long time ago, come on.

Girl, he's my friend, and I'll remind you

that I took marriage vows.

That just makes the sin that much sweeter.

-Bertha. -What?

He's Efrain's best friend. Are you kidding me?

That's what makes it the perfect revenge

against that idiot Efrain.

Don't tell me you haven't thought about it.

Of course not.

My mind's not sick and twisted like yours.

Oh please. Admit it.

You admit it.

Admit that you like Charly.

I don't like him!

-You don't? -No.

I'm crazy about him!

I knew it!

I can't keep it to myself anymore.

And how's the horizontal mambo with you two been?

Sweaty and with all kinds of dance moves.

Oh my goodness.

And some badness too.

You look happy.

-Shh. -What?

Do something to help you overcome that trauma.

Talk.

Tell me how your awful night was

and I promise you'll feel much better.

I told you I don't want to discuss it.

Fine, okay.

I'm just trying to help.

I still can't believe you didn't need any help.

You're a real stud.

Can we please change the subject?

I don't want to talk about Betty or Marcela or anything.

I'm done. It's over.

Okay, okay. I just want to help.

Know what?

Let's be our old selves today.

Remember Armandito?

-You've still got it? -Yes!

In that cell phone are the numbers to the hottest women in Manhattan.

I thought you got rid of it when you proposed to Marcela.

-Give it to me. -It's on!

How could I be president of a company like V&M

and miss out on the pleasures Manhattan had to offer?

-I told you, bro. -We're going partying tonight.

Yes!

There it is.

I can't believe it.

I can't believe you're asking me that.

Yes, you're my best friend, but you have no right

to meddle in my life.

No, no, no.

You're not talking your way out of this one.

Don't act like you're offended or above all that.

All I'm doing is defending you from that man.

No, I'm defending you from yourself.

Thank you very much, but I don't need your protection

or anyone else's.

Are you stupid or what?

It's all a trap. Haven't you figured it out?

It's so cool!

Armando takes you out for a day,

and out of nowhere, he shows all this interest in you

when before he didn't give a damn about you?

That's not true, Nicolas.

We went to a very important work meeting, nothing more.

You even look kind of pretty when you're lying.

One question: do you believe your own lies?

What's your problem?

I don't owe you or anyone else any explanations.

You're as unbearable as my father.

Maybe, but I'm not your father.

I'm your friend Nico, and you know what I think?

That you're being naïve, which is cool for them.

To have an employee like you.

Awesome!

But you know why?

Who's going to take the fall for all the crap they pulled?

Ta-da!

You.

I'll say it one last time.

Mr. Armando isn't bad.

All he wants is to save his family's company.

I believe in him, and I'll support him

till the very end.

All set.

Bro, who are you?

Where's the Armando who was so scared of Marcela

he had to ask permission to use the bathroom?

I won't be Marcela's perfect husband

or the boyfriend that sends Betty teddy bears and cards.

All right, all right.

Let's tread lightly.

You know I've always got your back,

but let's remember to do things right.

We're not amateurs, Armando.

Now you're scared? I have more to lose.

Marcela's taking over my life, and Betty, my company.

That's why we have to do things right.

No mistakes.

More mistakes?

I'm tired of V&M. All I want is to have fun.

-How about this one? -I'll talk to her.

Does she speak English?

Marcia.

"He wants to save his family's company."

At what cost, Betty?

Don't you see that everything you're doing

all comes back to you?

You're the one that'll take the blame.

By the way, Marcela Valencia was here yesterday.

And?

She was talking to your parents,

and she's starting to figure it out.

She's no dummy.

She's Mr. Armando's soon-to-be wife.

You think he'd leave her for you?

I don't want to talk about that with you.

Open your eyes.

That woman is beautiful. She's amazing.

And it's not just me saying it but the papers too.

And what about you?

Me what? What were you going to say?

Finish your thought and tell me.

What, that I'm the ugliest girl in Jackson Heights?

Even so, Mr. Armando loves me,

and he's going to leave her for me.

Right, and you believed him.

Betty, that won't even happen in your dreams.

-No? -No.

It's sad that you don't see yourself like that,

-and I know why. -Why?

You've never been in love.

You've never had anyone love you

and you've never made a real connection with someone,

like nothing else in the world existed.

That's why you don't understand.

You're going to make me cry, Betty.

As Shakira once said,

you're dumb, deaf, blind, and mute.

But I know this will pass, and everything will be all right.

I've got insurance for you, and I'm going to use it

when the time is right.

What insurance?

The letter Armando gave you in which he admits guilt.

I have it.

What terrible luck to run into those two during lunch.

How terrible.

You know the worst part? The guy threatened me.

He said the future of the company was in Beatriz's hands.

Can you imagine?

You didn't believe him, did you? Beatriz is a nobody.

That was before.

Armando's granted her lots of power,

and he depends on her completely.

Marcela, there's something about this I don't like.

I didn't like that guy's attitude.

I think Beatriz makes stuff up so she'll look good to him.

Poor thing, if she only knew her days here were numbered.

Don't laugh.

Armando said he was going to fire her

after the next board meeting.

-And you believed him? -Of course I did.

Beatriz isn't indispensable.

Plus, Armando knows that it's either her or me.

Betty, I taped the pieces back together.

This letter you see here is very important.

Why did you do that? I'd thrown it away.

Erase it! I demand that you erase it now!

Fine, Betty, don't get excited. I'll erase it.

There it is.

No more picture in my cell phone.

Good thing I can photograph it whenever I like

because that letter is in my possession,

and I won't be destroying it.

It was my decision to throw it away.

Why'd you keep it? Stay out of this.

If you won't defend yourself, I will.

That letter is your one Get Out of Jail Free Card.

-Give it back. -No.

Not until you quit V&M and you're of sound mind again.

This is the last time I'm going to ask you.

Return it or I'll never speak to you again.

There it is.

Great, Betty.

If that's your decision, I have no choice but to respect it.

Don't you see that this love story of yours

could end with you in prison?

This admission of guilt is your salvation, Betty.

Excuse me.

Cheers!

Let's toast!

Let's toast! To the future!

We don't know what it'll be, but cheers anyway.

Give me a second, ladies.

What's wrong with you?

Cheer up. It's like you're not having fun.

I'm having fun, and I like seeing you like this,

but you're not the old Armando or the current one either.

Why are you acting like this?

I just want to have fun. Is that so wrong?

I want to have fun with beautiful people,

not the same old people.

-Who is that? -I don't know, and I don't care.

I'm not answering it. Let's keep drinking and partying.

Just drink something.

Hey!

Here.

Okay.

No, girl. Nobody's home.

The kids have soccer practice and Efrain's picking them up.

Take advantage and take a bath with those salts I got you.

Your skin will thank you.

That's a great idea.

I've got a bottle of red wine somewhere

that I'm going to open

so I can take a long bath and forget about the orange lizard

living in my house.

Love you.

Bye.

You haven't been here in so long.

I know.

Wait, aren't you getting married?

What? Me?

No, don't believe everything you hear.

Here I am, the same as ever.

You missed me, didn't you?

A lot.

Too much.

This place isn't the same without you.

Well, here I am, down for whatever you want, as always.

Whatever I want?

But are you getting married or not?

Tell me.

Let's stop talking about whether or not

I'm getting married. It doesn't matter.

We have much more important things to discuss.

You're the worst.

Me?

That's why you drive me crazy whenever I see you.

We have a lot to celebrate.

Hey, cutie, how about we take this party to my apartment?

All right, let's do it.

Let's keep the party going at her place!

What are you doing?

What is it?

Bro, come here.

You know I love you, right?

-Yes! -We have to stop this.

You relaxed, and you proved you can be the old Armando.

What's wrong with you? Why the long face?

Isn't this what you wanted? We should be having fun.

I know, and I am, but tomorrow everything must continue.

We can't neglect Betty. Don't forget that she owns V&M.

And you can't cast Marcela aside either.

You need her backing at the board meeting.

How many reminders do you need?

Do you want Daniel auditing us?

I'm nobody's puppet to have to answer to anyone.

-Stop telling me what to do. -Bro.

-What? -Use your head.

Don't do this now.

I'm not a fool. I know what I'm doing.

I know you do, but keep this up and you'll lose everything.

This will all be over in a few months,

and then we can do whatever we want.

-Be smart. -All right, fine.

But I'm not sleeping with Betty again, okay?

Okay. Fine.

If that's what caused all this, no more nights with Betty.

Just be clear that you're with that ugly girl

only to get V&M back.

You don't like Betty, you don't like Betty,

you don't like Betty.

We're using her, bro.

All right, we'll go out the back.

Nobody will know.

You're not my babysitter. I'm leaving by myself.

Don't get upset with me for telling it like it is.

Stop talking to me. Go home. I'm leaving alone.

Pick up the phone, Armando!

If you won't answer the phone,

I'll use my app to find you.

No, Marcela! Don't be so insecure!

You're... dead...

you stupid, orange bitch!

You've just signed your own death sentence, Jenny Reyes!

Hope you're sleepy 'cause you're about to take a dirt nap!

Say goodnight!

Right, lovebug?

You've got to be open-minded...

Damn you!

Damn you, you whore!

What's going on?

-Slut! -What's going on?

I got you, filthy tramp!

You're dead!

I'm going to tear you limb from limb

and dance on your grave, you wretch!

She's trying to kill me.

What's going on, Sofia?

-You know what she did? -I don't.

She painted my bedroom and all of my clothes orange!

Now I'm going to paint you black and blue!

Didn't you like the color orange, Mrs. Sofia?

Well, have a taste of your own medicine.

I'm going to get you, you rat!

Calm down, Sofia.

Sofia?

She's just clowning around.

No, she's not.

Is she?

She went limp.

She's cold.

Did we kill her?

You'd be a widower. Can you imagine?

Shut up, Jenny!

A widower?

What would I tell my kids?

That I upset their mother so badly I killed her?

-That sounds good. -Get the phone and call 911.

Where is it?

I don't know. Call 911.

Sofia...

How?

911. That's not the phone!

Sofia.

Who do I call?

911.

Why did I accept Daniel's money?

Now he won't leave me alone

if I don't find out everything about Ugly Betty's boyfriend.

Just terrible.

What?

Patricia? What's she doing here?

You really scared us, young lady.

I'm sorry. I didn't think anyone was home.

You could've rung the doorbell.

I did, but your doorbell... I don't know.

It's funny. It didn't ring.

How are you?

Fine. Nice to see you.

Where's Marcela?

She's fine, thank you.

Okay, I'm leaving.

Where to? Why did you come?

Uh... I came to drop off the Tupperware

I took the tamales in.

And where is it?

It was horrible. So sad.

I did bring it, but as I was walking

I came across an uncovered drain

and I don't know what happened, but it swallowed the Tupperware.

It was awful.

Don't worry, though. I'll buy you another.

Hold on.

Come in.

Sweetie, we were watching TV when a coworker of yours

dropped by.

Who? Sandra?

Mariana!

Sofia!

No, it's me. How are you, Betty?

Patricia?

How's Sofia? Where is she?

Calm down. She's stable.

She's still under observation,

but she's sleeping now after they administered a sedative.

What happened to her?

What did that bastard Efrain do to her?

No, it wasn't him.

It was her. Jenny.

It looks like Sofia got really upset because Jenny

painted her bedroom and all her clothes orange

to get her back for something Sofia had done to her.

That no-good slut.

Where is she? I'd like to introduce her to my fists.

Neither of them is here. Sofia came in an ambulance.

Efrain called and asked me to be with her at the hospital.

They stayed behind with the kids.

That coward.

-Bertha. -What?

What did Sofia do to that girl?

Okay, I'll tell you, but don't go talking about it

because Sofia and me have denied everything, okay?

Sofia added merthiolate to Jenny's tanning spray,

and it turned her orange!

Sorry, but I don't think it's funny.

She looked like an Oompa Loompa, and it is funny.

These little temper tantrums of Sofia's have to stop.

Hey... my friend's really suffering

over all that's happening.

Yes, I know.

Efrain's humiliated her plenty by moving his lover into her house.

Fortunately, she has you.

-Me? -Yes.

What do I have to do with all this?

Come on, don't play dumb. I know everything.

Everything.

And don't worry, because I'm the president of your fan club.

Don't mess with me!

Stop sending that video to everyone!

If you know everything becomes a meme,

why do you make it so easy?

If you didn't want to be made a fool of,

you shouldn't have acted like a fool.

You had no right to record me.

Just know what you're getting into.

Mess with me and you'll regret it forever.

Hold on, I should be the upset one.

I was having a good time with Wilson,

and you showed up like the third wheel.

Third wheel?

Is he your frennie with bennies or what?

What do you care? He's single, right?

So am I.

Or do you like him or something?

No way.

She came yesterday to offer her moral support

when we didn't know your whereabouts.

Patricia?

You were a shelter in the storm,

a beacon of light in the darkness of desperation.

Just know that in me you now have someone to advise you,

a shoulder to cry on, and a sincere friend

in Demetrio Rincon.

Likewise.

I'm honored that you'd share such heartfelt words with me.

"Likewise"!

Anyway, make yourself at home.

I'll let you two talk.

Thanks, Dad.

Come in, sweetie.

Who gave you that giant bear?

Look, Patricia, I don't know why you're here.

Maybe Marcela sent you.

But do you mind leaving?

No, that's not why.

I was really worried about you when you were missing.

-You? -Uh-huh.

Worried about me?

Look, I know you and me have had our differences in the past,

but couldn't we sort that out?

We are coworkers after all, and if we both do our part,

I think we...

could be...

friends.

That's so cute.

What were you doing before I got here?

Patricia, thank you for your concern,

but you didn't have to come all the way here.

And I'm sure you've got more important things to do.

Boo! To scare the hiccups out of you.

I brought you some snacks, girls.

Yummy! This looks great.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

Why didn't you come to Betty's birthday party, Patricia?

It was nice, wasn't it, honey?

Yes.

She didn't come because Patricia is Ms. Marcela's assistant,

and they're always attending big events together

to which they're invited.

Right?

Boo!

That's interesting.

I imagine you've been working there a long time.

No, not at all!

I've never had to work a day in my life, ma'am.

But one day, Marce called me,

pleading with me to work there because she had

so much on her plate.

So I agreed to resolve her situation.

But I don't need to work.

After my divorce, my ex-husband left me

a huge amount of money.

Yes, a lot of money.

How much was it? I don't remember.

It was a lot, right? How much, my friend?

...grand.

I beg your pardon? I didn't catch that.

What did she say?

It's because of my accent.

It's part British and very international.

Sometimes people have a hard time understanding me.

Anyhow, I think you're right.

I'd better go.

But do you mind packing all this to go, please?

Of course.

Oh, and would you happen to have more tamales like yesterday?

This time I will return your Tupperware.

-Okay. -Yeah?

Sure, I'll add one to this.

Let me put my shoes on.

You okay now, Betty?

No more hiccups? Great.

See you at work.

Take care, cutie.

See you soon, my friend.

-I'll wait for you. -Of course.

I've always admired Sofia very much.

She's strong, enterprising and smart.

She's funny too.

She painted Jenny!

See? It was funny!

Sure it was, but it's dangerous too.

You really think so?

Of course.

If Sofia keeps letting her anger get the better of her,

she'll end up sick or in jail. But I do understand.

What Efrain is doing to her really pisses me off too.

You care about her?

Yes. Very much so.

How much?

Sofia's my friend, and I don't even know what to call

what we have.

I don't know if it's real because Sofia's alone and hurt,

and I haven't had a special someone in years.

Is this just two lonely people hooking up,

or is it something real?

That's why I'm not getting my hopes up.

I don't want to crash and burn.

You don't have any reason to crash and burn.

You two are adults. You know what you want.

For now, you two have my blessing,

and I name myself the annoying best friend of this romance.

-I'm glad you approve. -I do.

But it might be premature to call it a romance

because Sofia's still married to Efrain.

Not for long, I hope.

Charly, you're a big influence in Sofia's life.

Help her divorce that jerk once and for all.

You could be so happy together.

Start thinking about it, because what you two feel is real.

I feel like I died and went to heaven.

I feel like anything is possible.

Is it always this magical?

Not always.

Sometimes it's explosive, other times it's a disaster.

We were lucky this time.

This time was very special.

After tonight, I trust you completely.

I know you'll never let me down. Never.

"INCOMING CALL... BEATRIZ"

Armando!

Why didn't you answer my calls? I called nonstop!

How could you do this to me after...?

Armando... darling.

I love when you get like this.

Are you okay?

Yes, I'm fine.

Let's try another position. Get on top of me.

Like this.

Like this.

It's okay.

I've read that it's normal.

I'm sorry, I don't know why I can't.

I don't know what's going on. Forgive me.