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Betty, I have a question.

Did you check my email?

PREVIOUSLY

No.

No, Ricardo. She doesn't know anything.

Betty didn't see the video.

And please don't ever send those things to my email again.

Remember that she has access to all my devices.

So it was true.

I thought you weren't coming. I was waiting for you.

I thought being with me in public made you uncomfortable.

-That's not-- -Armand!

What are you doing here?

No, what are you doing here?

Hey, Betty. How are you?

Hi, Nico!

-You're-- -Yes, Patricia.

This is my boyfriend, Nicolas.

Practice definitely makes the man.

It's obvious that looking like this, I can conquer the world.

People won't even know I'm deaf.

What is it, Betty?

Don't look at me with that scary face like in The Exorcist.

Stop!

It was horrible, Nicolas!

Armando is a lying, traitorous... bastard!

He's a jerk! And you!

I left for one second and you went after Patricia.

Correction, she came after me, not the other way around.

And you played hard to get, of course.

You're just like him!

You're a lying unfaithful boyfriend, too.

Betty, you do remember

that we're only pretending to be in a relationship, right?

It's like a play, a movie or a series. We're not Brangelina.

We're not meeting in a movie and dating in real life.

That's not going to happen.

I know, but in this play, you're making me look

like the pathetic girlfriend who gets cheated on.

Oh, all right.

I mean, if you're going to start airing dirty laundry,

then let's get to it.

You and Armando disappeared for a bit

and I don't know what you were doing.

Were you talking about the stock exchange?

-What? -Yeah.

Was there talk of the Tokyo Stock Exchange

or were there tongues exchanged? What were you up to?

Don't tell me you're going to bed early. We're in Miami.

Let her. At her age, beauty sleep is crucial.

She needs her ten hours of sleep.

You're so charming, Cindy.

But you know, I'm not your father.

Not everything you say impresses me.

Well, it's getting late. Shall we?

Yeah, bitterness is contagious and it's making me age.

Hey, Patricia. How was your night?

Marce!

It's the worst night of my life!

I made a fool of myself when I was following your hubby-to-be!

What about Armando?

Marcela, concentrate!

This might be hard for you to understand,

but Armando isn't the only man on Earth!

I was with Betty's boyfriend.

What?

Betty's boyfriend showed up at the cocktail party?

No, I can't believe this. What does he look like?

He's horrifying, isn't he?

Obviously,

but he's horrifyingly well-dressed...

and rich.

I don't know. He's like a... kid.

He's got a... peculiar sense of humor.

Well, anyone dating Beatriz must be peculiar.

But back to what's important. How'd Armando behave?

Same as always. He's so rude.

I'm asking if you saw him with anyone.

Now that you mention it, yes, I did.

He was with that journalist, Cynthia. Remember her?

Obviously, I do. And? Did they leave together?

I don't know, Marcela!

What do you mean? I asked you to keep an eye on him.

And I did, but something tragic happened!

But you don't care! You're just like Armando!

No one cares what happens to me!

Wait, wait. What's going on?

Sorry for doing that, but I couldn't hold back any longer.

You're a really great woman. You're strong and smart.

You're better than me and you make me feel good.

But I know we're on different sides of the fence.

What are you talking about?

Come on. You don't have to pretend.

I already know you're into women. Pantera told me.

Pantera said what?

Don't worry. Your secret's safe with me.

-No, wait. -I'm sorry.

All I can give you is my silence.

I really hope you find a woman who can love you...

the way I wish I could love you.

Wilson!

No, wait! Wilson!

Talk to me, Betty. I don't understand.

You were there one second and then the next you were gone.

Were you getting frisky?

He kissed me.

What? And you slapped him, right?

-No. -No?

I was smitten. I don't know what it is about him.

He's just so dreamy

even though I know it's all a lie and that he's a bastard.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

-Worst of all, I hate him. -But you love him.

Your problem is that every time you're with him,

you become weak.

You get all weak in the knees like boxers.

I'm not the only one.

You're the same with Patricia.

She's no good for you. I told you.

She's thinks you're rich.

Well, that's somewhat true.

I mean, eventually I will have a lot of money.

Patricia's a visionary. She sees my future.

Yeah, maybe.

But right now, you're Nicolas and you live in Jackson Heights.

When Patricia finds out, she'll probably...

I know! It'll be over.

Betty, how will we get out of this?

I don't know.

Well, it doesn't matter. Everything's worked perfectly so far.

Our plan was successful. Armando was jealous.

Well, at least he seemed to be.

He's a very good actor.

Are we going to continue with this charade?

Of course, Nicolas!

This is only the beginning.

-Actually, you know what? -What?

-Kiss me. -No!

I must admit that Hugo's designs will be trendsetting.

Armando was right to give him creative freedom.

Yes.

It's a pity, a shame, and a disgrace

that the collection will be a disaster.

Yes. Serves him right for getting in my way.

That's right, sir.

Any news on our spy?

She got all of her money.

OK. And you're sure she won't talk?

Of course.

She knows she's better off keeping her mouth shut.

Besides, she's a pretentious, envious, and greedy woman.

And she's in knee-deep.

Make that, waist-deep. Actually, she's in it up to...

-What's this? -You haven't changed.

You're always snooping through my things.

Where'd you get all this money?

I just happen to have it, period.

Listen to me!

I'm not playing. What did you do?

These are my savings.

You sent me money every month and I sold a few things.

No, you said you came here because you were broke.

You think this is enough to live here?

-I think it's a lot. -Well...

It's too much. You shouldn't have this money.

Not even those paintings you stole were worth this much!

You're not going to believe anything I tell you.

I stay out of your finances, you stay out of mine.

Got it? Excuse me.

Did you steal something else from Hugo?

I wish I could steal the affection you have for him.

Your ex must not be doing so well.

Oh, it's bad.

What? What are you looking at? It's not what you think.

It's exactly what we think.

Cheater.

Cheater? Nope.

It's not what you think. You think I'm...

No, we don't think anything. We know. You're cheating.

Can you imagine poor Efrain's suffering?

He'll barely be able to walk under the weight of being cuckold.

Don't you ever get tired of meddling in other people's lives?

-How annoying! -No.

-You ever get tired? -No. You?

-Never. -You disgusting, fat, old hags!

You know what?

Keep this up and I'll tell Mr. Smith.

-OK? -Really?

I would never cheat on my lovebug. I'm very faithful.

We can tell.

Yeah, yeah...

Loyal as a dog.

It's true what they say. What goes around comes around.

Poor Efrain.

Olé!

We finally see Betty's boyfriend.

Look, she just uploaded a picture of them together.

So they aren't mad at each other anymore.

-Can I have one? Or more? -Sure.

Thanks.

Hey, I thought he'd be different.

-Don't you think? -Yeah, I thought he'd be taller.

-More muscular. -More hunky?

Girls, you're unbelievable.

He loves her. That's enough.

True beauty is found within.

Sofia, isn't it great that we get to work like this?

I have a feeling there's something juicy! What's up?

-Oh! -It is juicy!

Yes, it is.

What's going on?

It's an exclusive. Pictures of Betty and her boyfriend Nicolas.

-How sweet! -Check out the hashtags!

Girls, we need to like this picture and comment on it.

Yes.

How can they be the couple of the year?

In Transylvania, maybe.

-I mean... -What's up with that rude woman?

At least she has a boyfriend, unlike you.

No one was talking to her.

So...

Oh, Patricia! You're so cute.

-Me? -No, me.

I'm talking to my ID. Aren't I cute?

Not really.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing. I'm just sick of that stupid squad!

The minute I walk in, they insult me.

I'm sick of it. I can't take it anymore.

You'll have to get used to it, especially today.

They're hysterical because of me.

Beatriz' boyfriend is crazy about me. I met him!

-Really? -Yes.

Is he handsome?

No.

I'm starting to reconsider.

I'm not sure he and I are... I feel like we're...

-Something with an I in it. -In-com-pa-ti-ble.

-What was that? -Incompatible!

-That's what I'm saying. -Google it!

-Say it again. -Incompatible!

Right. I know.

And? Does he have money?

-Oh, yeah. You could tell. -Lots of it?

His clothes were great. They must've cost a fortune.

-I would know. -Amazing.

So he's not ugly. He's just interesting.

Exactly!

I missed you last night.

Did you like them?

Yeah.

Yes, they're very nice.

I was expecting the same stuffed animal as always.

It felt more honest.

Don't you like the flowers?

I do, but... I don't know. I missed the stuffed animals.

What's going on, Betty?

What's wrong?

Me? Nothing.

What could be wrong?

I don't know. You're acting strange.

You left me alone last night. You left with Nicolas.

Yeah, because being your assistant and your...

it's hard enough.

Right. I can imagine.

But I wanted to be with you.

I wanted us to be alone.

I wanted to spoil you.

I don't know.

I wanted to give you a massage...

and make love to you.

-Armando. -What?

-No. -What is it? What's wrong?

Well... do you want everyone to find out we're lovers?

Betty, please! We're not lovers.

You're like my secret girlfriend.

There you go! I'm a secret.

What, now you're being careful?

Betty, please. See? You're acting strange.

What's wrong? Why won't you kiss me?

Because I don't want to.

Because I don't want to get used to your affection,

to your kisses and to your company...

only to have you go home to your fiancé at night.

It's only till the board meeting.

-I promised. -The board meeting.

I know. You're right.

I promise I'll tell everyone about us after that.

You understand, right?

-You know why I'm doing it. -No.

My mind understands it.

But my heart doesn't get anything about numbers,

business or meetings.

My heart is in pain.

Excuse me.

What are you looking at?

Nothing.

So?

Are you afraid of me?

Me? Afraid of you?

Why would I be? Of course not.

Do I owe you something?

Not that I know of.

UNKNOWN NUMBER

Who is it? Why aren't you answering it?

Because it's not important.

And because it's my phone and my call.

I'll answer it if I feel like it. Is that a problem?

Wilson!

Look, we need to talk.

I can't right now. I abandoned my post.

I'm serious. I need to tell you something important.

I know. I shouldn't have said what I said.

-It's not that. -I mean--

Excuse me for interrupting.

My dear Breakbone, I hate to bother you,

but please feel free to break every bone in my body.

I'm so sorry for being so fresh before I knew who you really were.

Just understand that I never thought

there'd be such a wonderful work of art under that blazer.

-Hey! -Giovanni! Shush, man!

I swear, it's the last time I say anything like that.

I'll never look at you like the hot babe you are.

I can leave you alone if I'm interrupting.

I'm needed at the entrance anyway!

-Wilson, we need to talk! -Hey, wait!

Hey, wait!

I just wanted to ask if we could still be friends.

I'm coming.

Bye.

Wait!

Boss.

Yeah.

The report you asked me for?

I'll bring it to you right now.

Bye.

It says, "This drink is ideal for dieters.

It's called snake juice.

It replaces the electrolytes your body will need

during an entire day of fasting."

-An entire day? -Sofia!

Good Lord! This is too much!

Sofia, my love is over. This is just too cruel.

Maybe it's not that bad. We have... to try it first.

-Go ahead. -Let me.

You'll do it?

-For you. -OK.

Oh, damn!

It's horrid. You can't drink that.

It's no wonder people don't want to eat after this.

Or live. What'll I do?

Oh, my!

-No way. -What?

You're just not going to drink it. You don't have to make this sacrifice.

No one should have to. Besides, I brought plenty of lunch. I can share.

-It's good. -That's not the problem.

I'm losing him.

Without my hubby, I'll die.

You won't die because I'll share my lunch with you.

-Here. -Let me drink this thing.

That way I'll finish my life and my existence!

No! You're not drinking it!

We'll find a way to get your husband to forgive you,

even if it means that the entire squad

has to kneel in front of him and beg him to forgive you.

Come on. Here. I'll get you some utensils.

I'm not a bunny.

Eat. It'll help.

Is there any protein?

The best part was the fire and the small jugglers.

-The DJ was good, too. -Yeah.

Isn't your dad joining us for breakfast?

No, he's in a very important meeting.

He left me in charge of everything related to V&M.

Is that a problem?

No, like your father said, I'm here to help you.

At V&M, our priority is to satisfy our clients.

Why else would Ricardo have come?

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have very important things to do.

I'll leave you two to talk and play with Daddy's businesses.

-Marcela. -Huh?

You should learn some self-control.

It's a bad idea to make an enemy

out of someone who knows all about you and Ricardo.

Are you threatening me?

No, I'm just refreshing your memory.

Well, you're barking up the wrong tree.

I don't know what you saw and I don't care,

but you're not going to manipulate me.

Great drinks. Want some more?

-No! -No!

Marcela, I'm just asking you to control yourself.

I will say whatever the hell I want.

I don't need lessons on good manners from a little girl like you.

You know what? I'll see you later.

Bye.

Where'd you get those clothes?

Can you buy something that expensive at Mogollon's Market?

No, ma'am.

You're seeing the latest in fashion!

This came straight from a store on Fifth Avenue.

On Fifth Avenue? And you say it just like that?

Are you squandering BAR's money right under my nose?

And a big one at that.

Don't worry, sir. This wasn't my idea.

It was Betty's.

Wait a second.

Betty told you to buy such expensive clothes?

I can explain. Do you have time?

-Do you have time? -Look at that watch!

-Look at that! -Well, here goes.

BAR has generated a lot of profit

and we can't just leave the money there.

We haven't been able to spend it so Betty told me,

"Nicolas, go buy yourself some very expensive clothes."

I did as she told me and now look. Don't I look good?

I even bought new underwear.

-You don't say! -That's right.

Are they tight?

I'll show you.

Wilson.

I need to tell you something.

-Not now. I'm busy. -Wait.

It's important. It's about last night.

What's that? Is it a fire alarm?

No, the alarm is faulty and it goes off on its own.

What were you saying?

I have to tell you something.

-It's really important! -I can't hear you.

-It's important! -OK. What?

Can we talk later? It's just...

-Oh, come on! -No, Wilson. Listen.

-I can yell. -Hey!

Hey, everyone! It's a false alarm.

Come back!

It's broken. The alarm is going off.

What I wanted to tell you is that I'm not...

-Wait! -What the hell!

Wilson! Wilson!

I'm...

I'm not gay!

Are you crazy? You can't treat a client like that.

You're the crazy one.

You let that brat talk to me like that

-and didn't say anything! -What was I supposed to say?

You said enough, don't you think?

Sure!

So it's my fault, like always.

No, but you shouldn't have stooped to her level.

You know, you're right.

Lately, all I do is make mistakes.

No. Sorry, but what we have isn't a mistake.

Don't start.

Go after her. Charm her to death.

We can't have her ruining the deal.

Hey, Betty. Everything's ready for tonight.

I won't accept any excuses.

Tonight we're going out, period.

Oh, good. Where are we going?

Wherever you want. Where do you want to go?

To that hotel with the lights.

No, I'm not going back to that place.

Then let's go to that karaoke place, where we sang our love.

What?

I thought you'd enjoyed it. I even sang you a song.

-Oh, I know! -Where?

-Let's go to Ricardo's apartment. -Oh.

-No, I'm not going there. -No?

He hates me. Besides, we don't want him to find out, right?

You haven't told him anything, have you?

-No, of course not. -Thank God.

I mean, not only does he hate me, he could come back at any time.

No, he won't come back. He's in Miami.

-What? -I never want

-to go to that apartment again. -OK.

I don't want to keep hiding like a leper.

You're right. Let's go wherever you want. You choose.

I want to go...

to the nicest,

most elegant, and most romantic restaurant in the city.

Someplace you would take your real girlfriend.

Done. Perfect.

I know where we can go.

Eight o'clock.

I'm going to make a reservation.

Oh, great.

What are you doing here, Pantera?

I came to give you a second chance.

You should never make decisions in the heat of the moment.

Well, yeah, but... Look, I just told you what I feel.

Are you sure?

If you let me go, you'll never find anyone like me.

I know and that's the idea.

I mean, well...

Look, this is simple. It's not you, it's me.

I'll hurt you more if I stay.

I understand.

Because... Wait, what? You understand?

Yes, of course I do. I'm a rational woman.

I can understand reasons given when they're provided.

That's great. I thought you'd get upset.

So? No hard feelings?

No hard feelings.

Just one thing.

Yes, Pantera?

No one makes a fool out of Pantera, you big baby!

I want to thank you for all your help.

Since it's the first time I do this,

I'm happy knowing I can count on you.

Of course, Betty.

Call me if you have any other questions about car insurance.

Thanks again. See you. Bye.

Betty, are you sure?

I am. We deserve every inch of that great car.

-You're right. -I'll call the dealer.

OK. Oh, man.

Everything's ready.

We'll go pick up the car, then.

We'll sign all the paperwork.

Oh, Nico!

Betty, I'm so excited.

I never dreamed I'd ever get in a car like this.

Get used to it.

It'll be your new method of transport.

Thanks, boss!

Don't get too excited, though. The car belongs to BAR.

-Yeah. -But we'll make good use of it.

You bet.

No.

Why'd Pantera do this to you?

Because she's a sore loser.

-Poor you. -Yeah.

Hey, I need to tell you something.

I have to go to the parking.

Stop avoiding me, OK?

All right.

Wilson...

I really like you.

Me?

But you don't even like guys.

It's women I don't like.

-Are you sure? -Yes, I'm not gay.

Really? You sure

you don't like pitching, batting, and catching?

Sorry, sorry.

No, I'm not gay and I'm going to prove it.

It's times like this I wish this application had a dislike button.

How embarrassing! They're so ugly.

OK.

How can that be, Armand?

Dinner at the most romantic restaurant in Manhattan? For two?

I got you now.

Enrique, are you moving out? Please, wait.

Honey, I'm not moving out. It's just a work trip.

I have trainings.

Again? You just came back.

I need to do overtime. We're broke. We don't have any savings.

I know. I spent them on me.

I'm sorry, honey. I was wrong.

I made a terrible mistake.

Bertha, it's in the past. Forget it.

I wish I could stay.

I wanted to spend more time with you, but that's life.

I don't want to be alone.

I promise I'll call every day.

I left you some salads in the fridge and beet juice.

Please don't be upset with me.

-Please. -I'm not upset!

I'm going to miss you.

I'm just sad because I won't see you.

-Look, I'll fix what I did. -Yes...

I promise I will. You'll see. I'll fix it.

I'll show you I can.

I'll fix this or my name isn't Bertha.

Oh, honey.

Jenny, this is the fifth message I'm leaving you.

Where the hell are you and why won't you answer your phone?

-Call me back! -I'm home.

I'm home. Stop calling.

I've been waiting for you for hours. Couldn't you call?

You didn't even tell me where you were.

I was working.

Stop it.

You must be working at a distillery now.

You reek of vodka.

I might've had a few drinks.

There was a cocktail party celebrating a new magazine.

The agency invited me. Happy?

I'm a model.

I have to rub elbows with people from the industry.

Yeah, right.

From the industry? Like executives, handsome models, and celebrities?

That's what you like, right?

Well, I like that, too, so guess what?

Next time you have one of those events,

I'm coming with you.

You're insane!

How can you think I'll take you?

No model would do that. It'd be ridiculous.

You just want everyone to laugh at me.

You want people to laugh at me.

I couldn't care less if they laugh at you or me.

Too bad!

That's why you're my woman and that's why I support you!

-You stink. -You support me?

We live in a pigsty!

You know, I'm sick of you saying you pay for everything.

Every time you say that, I feel like getting another boyfriend.

Someone who's less of a jerk.

Maybe you should just go back to that cheap hag of an ex of yours.

OK?

-You stink. -Go back to the flabby old hag.

She's drunk, she's drunk... What am I going to do?

-What are you doing? -Here!

Forget about sleeping with me until you kneel

and beg me for forgiveness.

Crazy drunk.

Is he happy with Jenny?

Yeah. Of course.

Why are you asking that?

It's been a week since he called us.

Champ, your dad is OK. I saw him this morning at work.

Then why hasn't he called?

No, he's just got a lot of work.

But you work with him

and you always make it in time for dinner.

Well, he's working a bit more so he can help your mom

and so he can buy you new bicycles.

Are you done with your dinner?

-Yes. -Really?

All right, go brush your teeth.

You have 30 minutes to play and do whatever you want.

After that, call me and I'll come tuck you in.

-Go. One, two, three! -Three!

Aren't kids amazing?

-I had to lie to them. -I know.

I know.

How do they know their dad isn't OK?

-He's not OK. -The thing is...

No, he's not.

It's all because of that cheater.

What cheater?

That skank, Jenny. You should've seen her.

Hey, hey!

Betty, where are you going?

You little sneak.

You're even wearing perfume.

I have an... an appointment.

Huh? With betrayal?

You're meeting the big faker, aren't you?

You're breaking our pact.

Betty, you can't meet him on your own.

It's not what you think.

-It's not? -No.

All right, then tell me what's going on.

I have all night.

But I don't. I'm late.

Please just trust me. I've made my decision.

I know what I'm doing.

Betty.

Don't mess up.

Those people are dangerous.

-Keep that in mind. -Yes.

Marcela, what are you doing here?

I came to meet your mistress.

Hey! How are you? Did you miss me?

The last weeks of Betty in NY have been unpredictable.

Well, here's a summary of what's happened

behind the scenes in Betty in NY.

We started laughing because we're so tired.

Is that bad?

Honey?

I still don't have the face technique down.

The newest technology doesn't help, it really doesn't help women.

Bro, I've tried to reach you, but you're not taking my calls.

Therefore, I have no choice but to send you this video.

Armando and Ricardo are a couple of bastards!

Betty showed me the video and I said we have to plan our revenge.

I don't want to because even though he's an ugly thing...

I love him. Never do that.

This is my wedding invitation.

Aren't you going to congratulate me?

No! Of course not! Not at all!

I don't know what to do. She's been mean to me,

but I'm being mean to her. This isn't right.

I don't know what to do.

This is a real gym.

The people, the extras, the cameras, the special effects

and everything that's happening here is amazing.

Hey, so I'm driving this car.

If I never come back, you'll have to hire a new actress.

This car is very expensive. Bye!

-Take a look! -What?

Patricia, she's really like that in real life.

Sylvia and Patricia are one and the same.

That's what he thinks.

Action!

What'd you think?

Like, I couldn't care less what you think.

I just want a man who'll get me out of V&M

so I can stop being a secretary.

I want him to give me what I deserve.

See you next week on another Behind the Scenes episode

of Betty in NY. Kisses!