Did you get in the pool, son?
Yes, sure. I used the day off to take a dip.
Good. Did you like the club?
Yes, I loved it. Hugo, can we go really quickly?
-Are you in a rush? -Yes, a little bit, Mom.
Rosmery showed up and left a bit angry.
-How come? -She's like that, temperamental.
She's a "paticro": panther, tiger, and crocodile all at the same time.
High five, high five.
You must find a way to settle things with Rosmery
as she's a ray of sunshine.
But that ray of sunshine gets hidden at times.
I know it. But I'm not sure what to do,
how to really settle this.
Something occurs to me.
Hugo, you know where to go, right?
Well, gentlemen, before we go, let's go over the plan.
I want no complaints later.
In front of the lady?
Speak confidently, as Fernanda is my partner.
This is really simple.
Our job is to bring the whiskey and cigarettes,
and yours it to give them out along these routes.
They're just right for what we need.
Excuse me, but isn't that illegal?
This is an industry that creates jobs directly and indirectly.
And also profits.
Of course, without paying taxes.
And how much money are we talking about?
Making a rough calculation,
we could say that Mr. Lopez Ferreira
would be pocketing a sum of money with eight zeros per month.
What did you do to her?
I did nothing to her.
It's just that she suddenly appeared in the massage parlor,
I was having a massage for the knots on my back,
and she didn't like it.
I was with this girl, Fernanda Sanmiguel,
and she went off, jealous.
Fernanda Sanmiguel.
Have you assessed the risks?
Honey, what risks will we face
if we deliver the lot in Express World trucks
as if it were legal?
I've talked to the warehouse boss.
What we need is a driver to carry the cargo,
but without knowing it.
Big guy.
Stop swallowing or you'll burst.
You've eaten five packs in a row.
Don't bother me.
Every time I'm depressed, I turn to potato chips.
Don't you even think of asking me what's up.
It's because of a lady, isn't it?
A pretty woman turns me on.
I'm so in love, but she doesn't pay attention to me
Such a bad thing, big guy.
What's her name? Who's she?
Her name's Liseth. She's my sister's workmate.
Every time I want to invite her out, I get tongue tied.
Why won't she like me?
Who knows, big guy?
Who knows?
Listen, by the way, do you know
there's a lady that's got me a bit dizzy too?
Really? You must tell her.
Look, he who eats alone, dies alone.
You must tell her.
Okay, but don't wait too long.
Listen.
Why haven't you told her that you like her?
Because...
I'm going to tell her brother first.
Do you like Ros?
Don't be thick, big guy.
My best friend's girl? No way.
I'm not that uncouth.
It's the other sister.
I told you, Miller.
Don't mess with Ingrid!
But why, big guy? What's the problem?
She's a naive girl
who mustn't go around with a man like you. Clear?
Why can't we be brothers-in-law like you and Brayan?
Because Rosmery is very different. She's a full-fledged lady.
Also, he isn't as much of a scumbag as you are.
As for me, thanks, big guy.
I told you, Miller.
Ingrid's naive,
and I don't want to see you with her. Clear?
It's clear, but set me free, big guy,
you made me swallow my gum and my neurons have no air.
All right, Miller.
I don't want to end our friendship.
But as for Ingrid...
stay away from Ingrid, brother.
-There it is. -Oh.
-Brayan? -Rosmery.
Oh, Ingrid, hello.
-Is Rosmery here? -Are these flowers for her?
Yes, of course. Who else?
Yes, right. Yes, she's upstairs, Brayan.
But she was angry. Have you been arguing?
This is quite heavy, right?
I'll tell you later, Ingrid
My Ros.
This is for you.
Thank you.
I don't give you these flowers because I feel guilty or anything.
Just as I promised to always bring you flowers
once I had money. This is the first installment.
So what?
Still angry?
No.
I'm not angry,
but disappointed, Brayan.
Sad.
I never imagined meeting you and Fernanda Sanmiguel, almost naked.
How do you think I felt, Brayan?
Sweetie, listen to me.
Listen to me carefully.
I wasn't with her. Do you understand me?
We were in the same place, but on our own.
I was concentrating on the massage.
Besides, I was face down,
thinking how cool to go there together
and get a massage.
And I realized she was there when you arrived
with Mr. Andrés... You tell me, what were you doing with him?
No, sir. Don't turn the tables on me, Brayan. No, sir.
When I arrived with Liseth, Andres was there.
Answer me!
What was Fernanda Sanmiguel doing,
almost naked, next to you, getting a massage?
No, I wasn't with her.
If she was naked, it's the way models are.
All uncomplicated, all modern.
Getting naked everywhere, being exhibitionists.
Besides, I don't like that skinny, scrawny girl, alright?
Sure. Now, you're telling me you don't like her
when you have all her magazines.
Well... yes, I do.
No! Look, now that I saw her there, live and in person, I realized...
she's a skinny girl with no grace or soul.
She doesn't do anything for me.
And so? Did you talk to each other?
Did you become friends?
No, not at all.
Everyone was on their own, not talking.
We didn't say or agree to do anything.
You look worried, Mrs. Antonia.
Yes, I am, Hugo.
I kept thinking of what Brayan told us.
That he'd met Fernanda Sanmiguel at the club.
The massages and all that.
Do you think something's wrong?
I don't know.
But the truth is, I don't trust her in the least.
We have to be very careful, Hugo.
Try to find out what she's hiding.
How good it feels, my dear.
The stress
of having to touch that guy Brayan is gone.
It's just that... No, no.
The way he speaks, and that little mustache.
No, my love. I don't want to remember because it gives me the creeps.
Don't think about it anymore.
You'd better get used to it.
Right?
My date's here.
Just a minute!
It won't be a woman, will it, my dear?
Of course not.
I have more than enough with you.
Now, pay attention to me.
Our next move:
you'll call that fool.
I mean, Brayan.
Now, you've got him so turned on,
you've got to make him hotter until the guy...
Oh! Can't take it anymore.
All right?
Do you get it?
All right.
Do you swear nothing
will happen or is happening with her?
Sweetie, I mustn't swear anything to you.
All right. If it will make you feel better I'll swear it. Look.
I swear
nothing's happened or will happen
between us.
It's my Blackberry. Can you hand it to me?
Who's Fer, Brayan?
Answer me, who's Fer?
Well...
What's up with the idiot Brayan? Why doesn't he answer me?
Sure, he cannot use a cell phone.
Voice mail system.
The dialed number is not available.
Your call is being transferred to a mailbox. Leave a message...
Idiot. How dare he not answer me?
What else can be more important than me?
Answer me, Brayan. Who's Fer?
Fer is... Fernando. The old Fer.
Yes? And why don't I know him?
My love, you don't know all my friends, do you? No...
I don't seem to, do I?
Well, if it's Fernando, I can answer the phone.
-Well, Okay. -Hello.
Hello?
Hello, is that Brayan's cell phone?
Who is calling?
Fernanda Sanmiguel.
I'll put you through.
Fer...
nanda Sanmiguel.
So weird.
-Hello. -Hello.
Hello, my Brayan.
Such a shame. Did I call you at a bad time?
No, not at all.
Oh, that's great, Brayan,
as I wanted to say hello and that I had a great time
at the pool and the massages.
I thought it was great to meet you at the club.
Didn't you?
Well...
Yes, yes.
I hope it happens again.
You know what, my Brayan?
I've been thinking about you all day long.
Right.
Have you thought about me?
Well... more or less.
Brayan, let's hope it's more rather than less.
Listen to me, sweetie.
What about going out to have lunch tomorrow?
Would you like it?
Well, something can be done.
It could be, of course.
So, Brayan, I'll wait for your call tomorrow,
as I don't want to seem tiresome.
No, not at all.
Well, tomorrow we'll settle things more calmly.
I'll wait for your call, honey.
I send you a big kiss, sweetie.
Bye, pretty boy.
Okay, yes. See you later.
I can explain it to you.
Honey, please, don't be like this. Hey, no.
Brayan, you're a liar!
No, honey. Listen to me carefully.
Look, I can explain it to you. Open up and let's talk, honey. It's...
Let's see. Listen to me, please.
Here's what happened.
Open up. Can't you see? Talking...
No, honey. Honey!
No, please. Come on, don't close the door.
Oh, no...
Sir, I don't know if you heard, but...
today, I had an issue with Mr. Brayan,
with Mr. Ferreira, and...
more than likely I will be fired at once from here.
Julio, stop crying,
he doesn't represent any threat to anyone in this company.
Just to himself.
But I asked you to come here to talk about something else.
Something really important.
Well, tell me, sir. I'm all ears.
I have a business in mind.
Something I want to do myself.
But to do it, I need Express World's trucks.
Yes, sir, of course.
I tell you this as you may want to be part of it
and earn extra money, which never hurts, right?
Sit down.
Okay, Mr. Mateo.
Thank you very much indeed.
It's an honor for me to be invited to such an interesting...
Wait until I tell you what it's all about, okay?
What I tell you can't be repeated, Julio.
If you want to get into trouble, just be a big mouth.
No, no, Mr. Mateo.
Look, I'm not a gossip at all.
Much less will I betray the trust you're placing in me.
What's it about?
This proposed business is not legal.
Any problem with that?
Well... no, no.
It depends...
on how much money I'll get, right?
It'll be enough, believe me.
Well, Mr. Mateo, there's no problem, then.
Go on explaining.
Go away, please.
How come?
Yes, as you hear it.
Go away and never come back.
How can you enjoy my misfortune so much?
Because of your ambition,
you deserve it. I totally agree with my aunt Antonia.
And understand something clearly.
You and I are no longer anything.
And your place is far, far away from here.
So go away and stop avoiding your destiny.
Surely, you'll be much better off.
That I'm not your real mother, Andrés.
Her name was Esperanza Romero, may she rest in peace.
What's up, dude? So nice to see you!
You came to pick me up.
You're so different from...
-Brayan. -Yuck, what a stench.
No, no way! I barely had two... two beers.
Well, but tell me. What happened with...?
Did you get that job,
-as important as you? -No.
Don't get gloomy.
Okay, yes.
Rather, let's go to the hostel, we're freezing here.
-Yes, let's go. -Let's go.
My Ros, look, I'm here on my knees at your door, on my knees, my Ros!
Please, open up.
I'm still here, why?
Because I have nothing to hide.
He who owes nothing, fears nothing.
My Ros, please.
Aren't you the one who says
we can't say goodbye or good night while being angry?
Sweetie.
Honey.
On your knees?
Look, on my knees.
What else do you want me to do?
Shall I beg you?
You know you're the only one in my life, honey, please.
Brayan, stand up. Stop the drama.
People must get up early and you're making a fuss.
All right. So let me come in and explain it to you.
I'm tired.
Tomorrow, maybe.
No, no.
So I'll talk loudly, whoever wakes up,
I don't care.
I won't leave while being angry. That's our golden rule.
You decide.
Come in.
To not take any risks
with our partners' goods' distribution,
we need a reliable driver.
And that driver, sir,
has to be aware of what we're doing?
Better not.
So we have to divide up among fewer people.
I don't like to leave loose ends.
So he's got to be a driver who's quite a sucker,
who should never find out what we're doing.
I think I know who can do that job, sir.
And who is this sucker?
Fidel, the big guy Peláez, sir.
He's a good person.
I mean, he's the jerk for this job.
Big guy.
Shall we talk?
Not about Ingrid. Or should I beat you again?
No, big guy, we won't talk about her.
Let's talk about... something else that will interest you.
Miller, you're wasting your time if you think
of buying me off with one pirated CD.
Big guy,
I got a night thermal girdle for you, look.
You put it on before going to sleep and, the next day, two kilos less.
Oh, no way! That doesn't exist.
All you want is to win my trust to get closer to Ingrid.
But I warn you:
anyone makes my sisters suffer will be beaten!
So that's a warning to Brayan too.
Sure, Brayan, too!
Let him do this to Ros and I'll punch him hard.
I have no intention of arguing all night long with you.
But if you're not interested in Fernanda Sanmiguel,
why does she have your cell phone number?
A number I don't even know.
It's because...
because I did talk to her. I recognize it. Yes, yes.
Take this to Mrs. Maritcita.
What's that?
Surely, it's another of your gifts for her...
who flirts with everyone, but you.
What are you saying, Miller?
Don't say such things about a lady like Mrs. Maritcita.
Dad...
will you leave Mom for her,
who has had more operations than Baldor's books?
So what? Did you forget your mom left five years ago
with the store's accountant?
And on top of that, he was her beloved mate.
Here you are. Take it.
You're so sensitive. Is that why you'll leave her?
That's why, in this country,
we're screwed, as there's no forgiveness or forgetting.
Listen, Miller.
What your mother did to me is unforgivable.
That's why I believe that I have full freedom
to do with my heart whatever I want.
So, what?
Go to Mrs. Maritcita's now.
Hurry up, she's waiting for you.
Come on, Roadrunner.
But that was a very formal conversation, do you understand?
I mean, we met there. She said, "What's up? How are you?"
And I said, "Fine. Working."
"Congrats. I heard you're Express World's new president."
And I said, "Well, thank you very much."
Ah! Now it dawns on me.
She's wicked, isn't she?
You know what? She borrowed my Blackberry.
To check the time or who knows?
She took advantage then,
wrote down her number and "Fer",
and took mine. That was it.
Then why did you lie to me when I asked you?
Well... Because I was afraid.
-Afraid of what? -Of you getting like this.
It's... you get... You think of what isn't true.
I wanted you to suffer for no reason.
-Ouch! -Sorry.
Oh, what a day, what a day!
What a day, what a day.
Oh, what a day.
Oh, don't move my bed.
Thank you.
Oh, what a day.
Miller, how are you?
What's up, Mrs. Maritza?
Come in. With complete confidence.
My dad sends you this.
Anselmo is so charming, isn't he?
No, but I feel very sorry for bothering your father so much.
No, there's no problem.
I'll go back and tell him you were too sorry to accept it.
No, relax. It's not such a big deal anyway. Don't worry.
I don't want your dad to think I'm snubbing him.
No, sir, I'm not rude, am I?
Self-interest is all she's interested in.
Excuse me?
Check that it is all to your liking.
Don't worry, I'll check everything now.
Rather, go and tell your dad thank you very, very much.
That I send him a kiss.
And that he makes me feel very happy with those gifts, right?
I'll tell him.
Wait, come here, don't leave.
I've told you, Miller. Don't mess with Ingrid!
Away from Ingrid... Far away from Ingrid.
Why are you crying, princess?
I'm not crying.
Really?
Now, are your eyes sweating or what?
What's up, sweetie?
What's wrong? Why are you suffering so much?
Miller, it's that...
I'm suffering a lot and...
I don't know what to do.
Relax, sweetie, relax.
Calm down.
But don't cry that much as...
as you'll make me cry too.
Love is not based on fear or lies, you know it.
I know it. You've taught me,
I get it with my head,
not with my heart then.
Brayan, but it doesn't justify your lies,
much less if she's engaged.
But Fernanda isn't engaged.
Did they break up?
How do you know it?
Because Mateo told me. The dude told me.
He's a bit gossipy, he told me.
Can you imagine the look on Brayan's face
when the one who answered me was his cheap girlfriend, honey?
I see you're enjoying the plan.
Yes, I'm having a little fun.
I must get something good out of picking up that uncouth guy.
But to be honest,
she rubs me the wrong way,
so I'll have a lot of fun stealing her boyfriend.
Poor thing, will she cry?
But be very, very careful, Fernanda,
because that secretary can scrap our plans,
which depend on Brayan
falling madly in love with you and leaving her.
My dear, are you comparing me to that woman?
I'll make Brayan fall for me whenever I want.
That guy will be begging for me all over the place.
He'll die for me. You'll see, my dear.
Cheers.
Shoo, shoo, out, out!
You're not my friend, clear?
Hey, hey, Andrés, how are you?
Good evening, madam.
Oh, no, don't call me "madam", I'm not that old, am I?
No, no. I didn't mean that.
Call me Mari, sweetie.
So what? I see that destiny brings us together again, right?
Yes, yes, I had to stay here again.
-And wasn't it only for one night? -Shoo. Out, out.
It will be for just one night only now.
I'll pay you for any extra time I stay.
No, that's not why I'm saying it, relax.
Don't worry.
You can stay as many nights as you want.
-Thanks. -What's more,
if you are too tight,
I can offer you other rooms.
No, no, I'm very comfortable there. Thank you.
Are you hungry?
Well, no, no, not much. No.
Actually, I came for a glass of water. I'm going to sleep now.
Well, I really want to eat all these delicacies.
How about...
going to my little room, opening a few cans,
and this bottle, and having a royal feast, just as we deserve it?
Let's go, Andrés.
I don't like to eat alone, come on.
Sparkling wine?
Sparkling wine.
No, no. I don't drink that kind of alcohol.
-Thank you. -Oh, sweetie.
But why don't you like it? It's delicious.
Do you know what I like the most?
When you drink it,
and those little bubbles go down your neck in such a delicious way.
It makes me tingle.
What about you, pretty boy? What kind of drinks do you have?
-Brandy. -Bran... What?
Brandy. It's an alcoholic drink.
I have a fine collection of them.
I brought some from France. Others were friends' gifts.
So called friends.
Another era.
What movie was that in?
In any movie.
That was my life until days ago.
Why isn't it your life now?
Because it was stolen from me.
Just like my job, my family, everything.
You poor thing. You're definitely all ruined, sweetie.
Tell me everything, honey, I'm all ears.
Fernanda breaking up with him must've been hard
for Mr. Andrés, no?
Surely, but he deserves it,
for not knowing how to care for or pamper her.
Just like I pamper you, honey.
So you have no interest in that model?
Honey, there's nothing between that woman and I.
The only thing I'm interested in
is marrying you and starting a family.
Are you sure that's what you want?
Honey, there's no way I'll break
the promise I've made to you since we met.
So swear to me that you'll never lie to me again.
-Swear it. -Sweetie, look.
I swear it.
Ferreira's word.
And you'll never talk to Fernanda Sanmiguel again.
With both hands.
Well, okay, look. I swear
I won't talk to that skinny girl
I didn't even like.
-Yes? -Yes, since she's so stuck up,
she's too big for her britches and so snooty.
It's all the fault of a guy named Brayan Galindo.
Wait a second.
Stop there.
Are we talking about Brayan Galindo, Mr. Leonidas's son? That Brayan Galindo?
The same one who says to be a Ferreira now.
Didn't they come to you with the gossip, madam?
-Sweetie, call me Mari. -Mari, Mari.
Haven't you heard yet I'm his real son?
Well, I'd heard something about it, haven't I?
But you know I'm a very decent, home-loving person,
I don't go around gossiping.
And I simply thought it was all a fantasy story.
No, no, it isn't. I wish it was.
At this moment, that idiot is sitting on my bed,
using my office,
having my breakfast
and driving my imported cars.
That's the last straw. Drink up.
Drink it up. Yes. Cheers.
So, what's tomorrow's plan?
What will you do with my uncouth cousin?
I told him I'd love to have lunch with him.
-So? -So, now he's the one
who has to call me to set up a date.
What if he doesn't?
Do you really think he's not going to call?
I don't know, Fernanda. It really worries me to see you so sure.
You never know with these people.
Honey, please.
If I managed with Andrés, the coldest guy on this planet,
won't I manage with this nouveau riche,
who, every time he sees me, it's as if he saw an angel?
But what happened to you, honey?
Why that face? Do you feel down?
Well, yes.
No, my dear. Don't feel like that.
If you want, I can give you a hand.
It doesn't hurt to be loved.
Do you know what would cheer me up the most now?
What, my dear?
That I take off your clothes slowly and with my teeth?
To meet that Brayan Galindo, face to face,
and give him a good kicking.
-No, sweetie. -Yes.
How come? Look, violence leads us nowhere.
"Nowhere." My girlfriend kicked me out.
Even more, I found her in my club today, talking to that jerk,
very intimate, criticizing me.
No kidding.
That guy is definitely a sewer rat. Yes, sir.
And she was naked, letting him see her all naked.
All naked.
We're talking about the woman who would marry me.
Showing it all. All of it! All of what I paid for with my money.
No. There are definitely some people with no shame at all.
I've always said so.
To top it off, she won't give me back
the 480 million ring I gave her.
Oh! 480 million?
No, sweetie. Now, that's a reason.
Do me a favor and finish your sparkling wine.
-Here, cheers. -That's why, I swear
that if I meet Brayan Galindo again,
I won't be held responsible.
After all, I have nothing to lose.
Too bad we must get up early,
-or else, we'd play a bit. -What's that?
Sweetie, think carefully about what I proposed.
Brayan.
Honey, that's a decision I have to make calmly,
and we've never lived together.
But I'm not saying we live together,
but you'd come and live in the palace
in which I'm living, in a different room.
And when you get used to it, and you start missing me,
you come over one night and give me a sweet bite.
How about my siblings?
Ingrid and Fidel are welcome whenever they want.
I don't feel right. You're in this hostel,
I'm in that palace?
Well, I do love the idea,
but let me sleep on it, right? I'll tell you later.
I hope your answer comes this century, right?
If you don't tell me what's wrong, I won't be able to help you.
Miller, I don't know whether to tell you or not.
Don't you trust me?
No, it's that...
it's very difficult.
I'm in love with someone
who can't love me back.
With a married man?
No.
-With a relative? -No.
With another woman?
Miller, don't be silly. Please.
-It's even worse. -Your brother.
-What? -He's coming.
What are you doing to my sister?
Nothing.
I didn't touch, speak, or do anything to her.
Did he touch, speak, or do anything to you?
No. No, sir. He didn't do anything to me.
Then, why are you crying?
-Here you are. -What's this?
It's for whatever you need, anything.
No, I still have biweekly money.
I know you make that money work like no one else,
but, please, it's just a gift.
No. Don't think I'm proud.
When I can't get by on my own, I'll take it.
But anyway, thank you, honey.
Well, all right. So, you know what?
Tomorrow, I'll pick you up, so you don't take the bus.
I'll accept it and we'll go together.
We'll go together but I'd rather come together.
-Well, okay. -Oh!
I was watching the soap opera
and it was so sad.
Look, do you get it?
So, as Orozco said, I fly like a fly.
What's up? Did they find Milo?
-Yes. -Oh!
What's up, bro? How are you doing?
Well, my friend. Bringing a delivery.
Will you drive me to the store?
A pleasure, but first, I'll see my fiancée off.
Go ahead as if I wasn't here.
Sweetie, may you dream about me.
Of course, I will.
Does it tickle?
Yes.
Okay. let's go.
What was that?
-Isn't it incest? -What do you mean, Andrés?
Between Brayan and Rosmery.
They're cousins.
No, who told you they're cousins? No, sir.
They're boyfriend and girlfriend.
They'll get married.
I have no idea.
Will they marry?
Yes.
That's the latest gossip heard in the hostel.
I thought you knew.
No, no. I didn't. I thought they were relatives.
They'll be once they're married, won't they?
Listen,
don't you think my life story is more interesting?
I can tell you all its details.
What?
Yes, yes. But first, I want you to tell me theirs.
Such a pleasure to see you here, Mr. Brayan.
My pleasure, Mr. Afanador.
Miller, how about the delivery?
What did Mrs. Maritcita say?
She sent a kiss,
but was it for you or for me?
Of course, it was for me.
That means things are on the right track.
It's on a roll.
-Excuse me, Brayan. -Sure. Go ahead.
-Let me tell you something. -What's up?
I was at the hunting club pool today...
-Your club? You must take me. -Yes. I'll take you.
Sure, don't worry. But listen to me.
I was in the pool, right?
Suddenly, it appears the one and only
Fernanda Sanmiguel
in a G-string.
Yes, that was how I reacted.
What do you think?
-So what? -And so what?
All of a sudden, she heads straight for me
and says, "Hi, Brayan."
I say, "To me? Sure, who else?"
There was no other Brayan.
"What's up, Brayan?" Blah, blah, blah. "How are you?"
And I couldn't believe my eyes.
"Let's get a massage, shall we?"
And I answer, "Of course."
At once, she took me to the massage parlor,
She got naked. Oh! And she's so hot.
What happened?
When she was ripe for the picking,
or rather, I was...
My God! Rosmery appeared out of nowhere.
Oh, no. What's that lack of consideration?
What's wrong with Rosmery?
-Will you meet her again? -Yes.
We agreed to lunch together tomorrow.
So, Brayan and Rosmery have been together for a long time.
Honey, for years!
Unbelievable.
What can she see in such a simple man?
Don't exaggerate, honey.
Brayan has his thing too. Yes, he does.
I've met him several times in the shower.
Well, by mistake.
I was going in and he was coming out.
Well, and... you know.
I have eyes too, don't I?
It still doesn't add up.
That guy is nothing much for a lady like that.
-What do you mean, "a lady like that"? -Like that.
Hard-working, diligent, smart.
Brayan, who's he?
He's a deadbeat, a parasite.
Don't forget he'll make her suffer a lot.
I would say you're jealous.
-Jealous? -Yes.
-What can I be jealous of? -You can be jealous
of what we talked about.
Brayan's relationship with Rosmery.
Not at all.
Did I or didn't I tell you?
With that last name and all the money you have now,
it's going to start raining ladies.
Fernanda Sanmiguel is the first one.
But wait for them, bro.
From now on, wait for...
No. But that's where the problem is.
I just promised Rosmery I won't tell her lies again,
I don't want her to catch me.
So, should I call her or not?
But how can you not call her?
Women have that...
nerve.
How can they ask us not to lie?
They expect the impossible.
French, my friends. Don't get dizzy.
There's a reason why life is giving you this shot.
So you don't think it's wrong?
Oh, Brayan.
Why should it be wrong to take advantage of nature's mistakes?
This is a lifetime opportunity.
If you lose this opportunity,
it'll never come again.
Take it from me, Miller Anselmo Afanador Carranza.
Yes, yes!
I mean, don't you like Rosmery?
Don't I?
Rosmery? No. She was my secretary.
What's that got to do with it?
Honey, let me tell you something.
Sometimes you meet people who mean nothing today,
but they can mean everything tomorrow.
Well, but no. She and I have nothing in common.
We come from different worlds.
We have neither the same education nor cultural background.
Do you fall in love with the cultural background?
No, sir.
-You do fall in love with the person. -No.
No. What attracts you to the other person are the experiences.
Rosmery and I have lived in opposite worlds.
Well said, honey. "Have lived."
Because now, you're living in the same world.
Why do we keep talking about this?
Look, Andrés, listen to a woman like me with experience,
a lot of experience in love.
Love and passion come from the heart, not from the head.
That's something you should know, such a worldly man as you are.
But well, if you don't like Rosmery,
there are other women with more baggage, as you like them.
Brayan and Rosmery.
Ingrid.
How could you do this?
Are you okay, sis?
Another nightmare, Ingrid?
I think so.
Well, I'm already worried about so many nightmares.
No, Ros, don't worry. I'm fine.
No, but it happens every night, Ingrid.
I've read it happens when the heart wants to say something.
-What? -There's nothing wrong with you, is there?
Yes. I mean, no, there's nothing wrong with me. Relax.
I'm fine. I swear it.
I don't know. I insist on seeing
a psychologist to get you checked out.
No, no, Ros. Don't worry, I swear it, I'm fine.
There's nothing wrong with me. I swear I'm fine.
Psychologists are costly. Forget it.
Brayan can lend some to us.
Whatever to see you fine.
-Brayan? -Yes.
No! No, don't worry. I'm already fine.
I swear it. I swear I'm fine.
Are you? Give me a hug.
Why that look?
Which look?
That one, as if you want to savor my body.
Swear you'll never lie to me again.
And you'll never talk to Fernanda Sanmiguel again.
This is a lifetime opportunity.
If you lose it,
it'll never come again.
Fernanda!
Is anybody in there?
Finally, you learned to ask.
Excuse me.
Rosmery.
Good morning.
Good morning, Andrés.
So?
You didn't get used to the bunk?
Why do you say so?
Because of your baggy eyes. Why else?
They're not because of the bunk.
Well, I guess you still can't sleep after everything
that's happened to you. Well, that's normal.
I heard that you broke up with Fernanda Sanmiguel.
I'm so sorry.
No. Don't be sorry.
It was for the best.
That woman was all looks.
Some things are learned the hard way.
Aren't they?
Well, yes. That's true.
I left some hot water, so get in now,
before Fidel, my brother, comes and uses it up. Come on.
I heard you and Brayan are together.
Yes.
And honestly, I'm a bit confused.
Weren't you cousins?
Subtitle translation by: María Lía Mujica