Betty. Betty, Betty.
- Come on. I came to take you. Let's go. - Let's go.
I know that this is very complicated,
and that it will get worse, but you're a strong woman.
I know it.
You can get through anything, Beatriz Pinzón Solano.
- Right? - I don't know.
Yes.
Okay. And, since you have the divorce thing,
you don't need a conjugal visit.
SUPERVISOR
Come in, Mr. President.
Armando.
When you put on your striped pajamas, you'll look spectacular.
Sure, since it has black and white stripes,
it'll match the gray in your hair.
The gray afternoon Your wings without feathers
The cruel rain
Your soaking head
Things will get real hard, Armando.
So I recommend you protect your pockets during the day,
and your family jewels during the night.
You made a mistake, sparrow
Well done. Damn it. Make him pay for his misdemeanors.
Make him answer for all the wrong he did to those poor people,
to the company he stole from.
I do want to see him, but far away from my daughter and my granddaughter.
How can somebody disappoint everyone?
What a shame, Armando, for Ecomoda, but mainly for Mila.
How disappointing it is that you're my dad.
You're no longer my Armandaddy.
I'm sorry. Excuse me. But this is an outrage.
We can't tolerate this in Ecomoda.
This has never happened before.
So, making use of my new authority in this company,
we have to call for an emergency meeting right away.
- Sure, okay. - Hey, hey, Freddy.
Lower your voice. This isn't a funfair.
What are you thinking?
Besides, you were just promoted
barely one inch in the food chain, Freddy.
You need more power to call a meeting like this.
So lower your voice.
No, Fake Blonde, I can't believe it.
Are you defending your friends?
Why aren't you defending Mr. Armando?
I will never defend anyone who has been arrested,
because they're always hiding something.
Allow me to correct you with vigor, Pachito's Patrichita.
Armando wasn't arrested. Armando turned himself in,
and that makes the difference for him to get a reduced sentence.
I don't get it. If this is an Ecomoda meeting,
Beatriz, what are these two gentlemen doing here?
As I already explained, Nicolás Mora is the presidential advisor,
and Mr. Esteban Ruiz is Ecomoda's new lawyer.
What happened to María José Arriaga?
She quit.
And it was for the best.
A person who helps hide dirty secrets
and who has hidden intentions can't have my trust.
Okay, but what did Armando do to end up in jail?
The charge he's being accused of is called unfair administration
due to administrative mismanagement.
How long have you known about this?
Since the fashion show.
He told me everything himself.
Betty la fea, the story continues
Look, no one goes to jail for being a good person. Forget it.
What about Mario Calderón?
Mario Calderón hasn't turned up.
He hasn't shown his face. He's probably involved.
I completely agree with you on that, Pachito's Patrichita.
Yes, I'll be alone at the office now,
but believe me, I don't make fun of the misfortunes of others.
But if Armando is in jail,
that's because of Mr. Calderón's doing.
Gray hair doesn't just appear.
If the Spanish have Calderón de la Barca,
we have Calderón the Corrupt.
Can you repeat that, Freddy?
That Calderón guy, the politician who got caught two nights ago.
I think he's terrible.
Colleague, since you suddenly appeared,
we'd like to ask you a question, esteemed colleague.
Why did the authorities arrest Armando, given he's so competent
and the authorities are incompetent?
- Look, Freddy. - Yes.
I don't come in here to gossip, chat or make friends.
I come to work, so excuse me.
- See? - Yes.
- I told you. - It's clear.
- He's hiding something. - He didn't say anything.
So, everyone knows everything, and no one says anything.
How disrespectful to the shareholders and the board.
Armando does whatever he wants behind our backs.
- It's... - Excuse me.
Can you please explain
why I found out in the hallway that my dad is in jail?
- We'll talk later. - No, ma'am.
At least have the decency to look me in the eye
and explain how you let them put my dad in that hole
and you didn't do anything.
Mila, he turned himself in.
What?
And what did he do?
That's what I want to know, but the president isn't being clear.
Voicemail system. Leave your message.
"Voicemail system. You will be charged from now on."
Freddy, the older you get, the dumber, right?
Did you think they'd let Armando have his cell phone in jail?
My dear Patrichita, you clearly don't know our country's legal system.
People of noble birth, in our jails,
they're allowed up to three cell phones.
Poor guy, anyway.
Whatever it may be, we have to organize ourselves
because we have to go visit him.
We have to take him food, because their food must be awful.
Yes, as they say,
"In jail is where you know your true friends."
Yes, we have to be thankful,
and we have a lot to thank Mr. Armando for.
Why should we thank that criminal?
When you find out about the fraud Armando committed,
you'll stop having those innocent puppy eyes.
Excuse me.
Mr. Hugo, they're in a private meeting.
Private?
They're going to be deprived once I start talking.
The situation is very complicated.
We have to handle it with care.
- Yes, but how long? Because... - Hello, hello.
It's nice you're all here, so you can all explain
how you're going to pay my social benefits.
And let me tell you right now
that I won't allow my future to be at risk
because of that white-collar thief, Armando Mendoza.
I don't understand. How come?
Did Armando stick his hands in the employee benefits?
You knew that and didn't do anything?
- What? - What?
I have to turn it on.
Why don't you let me...
Betty, I told you,
either you put this company in order,
or it will start falling apart.
I was waiting for Armando to solve this,
but after he told me everything,
I realized how serious this problem was.
So you knew. You're an accomplice.
No, wait a minute. Betty just found out.
That's one of the reasons why she called for this meeting.
You should be in jail too, Beatriz.
- Marge. - What do you mean?
Don't tell me the yelling ogre...
- No, she's crazy. - ...is behind bars.
This got interesting.
Yes, unfairly.
I hope, from the bottom of my heart, that someone does something
so my dad can get out of jail today.
It seems like I'm the only one who realizes the danger
my dad is in.
My dad could be getting abused right now.
- That's true. It's how it is. - God willing.
- Armando will be fine. - How do you know that?
You put my brother in that jail, and he got killed, remember?
Oh, Marge.
I won't let Armando get away with it,
because I know him.
Not even in jail will he be done paying for all the harm he's done to us.
You'll pay my benefits.
I won't allow that, in the future,
I end up in the filthy street
because of Armando's misdeeds.
Careful, Lombardi. Don't mess with my dad.
Please, let's all calm down.
I won't calm down, pretty boy.
Thankfully, Betty's lawyer is calm.
Yes, he's great for her.
- For whom? - For the board room.
You, beautiful fool,
do something or say something.
Don't sit there like one of my workshop mannequins.
Do you know what, Lombardi?
Talking and making a show about everything is your style.
Mine's working quietly, like you say, as a mannequin.
Besides, I just arrived at this company.
But you've been an obstacle for many years now.
Have you had the pleasure of knowing me?
No, you don't have to be a genius to see you don't have a place here.
Okay, okay, man.
I won't waste my time with a has-been designer.
So, excuse me.
This asshole doesn't know who he's messing with.
Please, have some respect.
My contact lenses...
Careful, sir. I dropped them.
- Careful. Thanks. - The ribbon.
- Because... - Yes, I handed them over.
The important thing here is my Armandaddy, right?
I'm calm, anyway,
because I know once the bail is paid, he'll be able to get out.
- That's a thing, right? - No, no.
We can't talk about bail, actually.
The good thing is that Armando turned himself in.
Great. Perfect.
So, what are we waiting for?
Mils, understand, your dad is where he deserves to be.
Right now, Ecomoda can't pay his bail.
First, they have to pay all the employees.
Because I'll tell you something.
I have close friends, really close friends...
Stop, Hugo. Enough information. We don't have to know about your private life.
Lawyers, Nicolás.
If there's someone efficient in this life, it's a gay lawyer.
So if you don't pay me, I'll snap
and I'll tell my friends to sue Ecomoda,
leaving you all on the streets.
Hugo's right.
Ecomoda's benefits are up in the air.
What is he saying? I want to...
- Everyone's benefits are in danger. - What?
- Oh, Freddy.
That's why my priority is to answer to our employees,
to give them peace.
- Excuse me, Beatriz? - Freddy, get up.
So, your priority is to help Ecomoda's employees
before helping my dad?
I have always helped your dad.
There are things you don't know, Mila.
How's that balance sheet going, Beatriz?
Beatriz, swear to me, on everything that's holy,
that you'll give me a cleaned-up balance sheet.
I need you to swear.
Okay. Perfect.
So I want to make it clear to everyone that if something happens to my dad,
it'll be your fault.
Mr. Calderón is guiltier than you and me combined.
Gutiérrez, please, man.
We need Calderón in Ecomoda, not in here.
He's no use to us in jail.
You have to understand something. You shouldn't think about yourself.
You should think about us, about what you've done.
Take responsibility for your faults, for your sins,
like I'm doing, showing my face in jail.
Yes, Mr. President, and I appreciate that very much,
but why didn't you save me?
Well, because, Gutiérrez, man, you're very involved.
You moved documents, saw things, you know everything.
Besides, man, with your record...
What record?
Stop.
Don't break, you coward.
I need you to be strong here in jail, Gutiérrez.
- I need you to be solid. - Yes, sir.
- I need you to be brave, Gutiérrez. - Yes, sir.
I swear to you, Gutiérrez, that I'll get you out of here, okay?
Let's hope...
Let's hope, Mr. President,
that we don't have to leave in a bag,
like Mr. Valencia.
That won't happen, but you have to trust me.
I'm the only friend you have in jail, okay?
I found him running away.
- I'll leave him with you. - Don't be ridiculous, Nicolás.
I wasn't running away. I was...
What? Preparing your defense?
- Well... - Say it.
Look, Betty, you know perfectly well how things happened.
I stopped meeting Armando for many years.
In fact, you didn't invite me to your wedding, right?
Anyway, I came back on your daughter's birthday, remember?
I saw you two.
But Armando and I grew apart.
He wouldn't trust me with his stuff anymore.
Now, if you don't believe me,
why don't you pay him a visit and ask him in person?
Unbelievable. You're still as shameless as ever.
If there's anyone to blame for all of Ecomoda's problems,
it's you and your absurd ideas.
Betty, Armando is not an angel.
Armando is responsible,
but you have been disloyal and a liar.
And he went and turned himself in, Jeff.
Voluntarily.
And my mom doesn't give a damn about what happens to him.
No, and I'm sure
that none of them thought about what's important. Me.
My queen, whenever I feel that way, I design.
Transform that energy into art. Let's design.
Or what?
Come on. I want to see you happy. I want to see you full of light.
I want to see the usual Mila.
Look, I was grabbing these designs
because I want us to get some measurements to make this pattern.
Do you like it?
- Yes. - Let's do it.
- You're so right. - Yes.
- Okay. - Let's see...
Can my computer connect with a cable to your Aída?
- Just turn that Bluetooth on. - Okay, it's on.
JEFF'S COMPUTER CAMERA
Jeff, how are you always in a good mood?
My queen, you learn the hard way.
You learn to not beat yourself up for nothing, to not get mad,
because we came to this world to be happy.
Right?
HUGO'S WORKSHOP
Ready to pair.
Hon...
Well, okay.
- Be careful. - Damn.
Successful pairing with external device.
What?
Move.
JEFF'S COMPUTER CAMERA
Well, what kind of sorcery is this?
Wow.
Aída is Chucky's girlfriend.
Come on, Jeff.
My name is Aída,
and my only commitment is to my final user, Mila.
Hon, pay attention.
Identify which device you connected to.
I can't identify it,
but it could be camfecting,
a term meaning the kidnapping of a webcam
in a user's device.
Come...
Turn it off. Disconnect it.
Disconnect...
Shit.
I know some of you are waiting for my results,
so I have news, and it's not good at all, people.
Apparently, we're being spied on in Ecomoda.
- Can you believe it? - What?
- How come? - That's the last straw.
- Really, Ignacio? - Yes, Marcela.
How come? This is terrible.
Okay, the engineer
will explain exactly what is happening. Please.
Well, if I may,
we've been checking Ecomoda's entire operating system,
and analyzing the digital system.
Computers, laptops and security cameras have been hacked.
That means each one of you has been bugged.
- No. - How come?
- No way. - How about that?
No. Ignacio, how careless of you,
because my Aída already informed me
that Jeff's computer had been hacked.
What they call camfecting.
Screwed is what we are,
because we're not only unprotected, without benefits,
and now we're being spied on?
Calm down, Huguito, calm down.
If Ignacio realized all this,
that means he's surely changing everything, right?
Especially that.
Of course, Patricia.
This can't keep happening in this company, people.
- No, no. - That means that someone
has been getting access to confidential information all this time.
Do you understand how serious that is?
- Very serious. Very serious. - Wait a minute.
"All this time." Since when?
Mr. Engineer, if I got this right,
that means there's a file where everything has been recorded? Everything?
RECEPTION, SECOND FLOOR
HUGO'S WORKSHOP
PATRICIA'S OFFICE
RECEPTION, SECOND FLOOR
BERTHA'S COMPUTER CAMERA
HUGO'S WORKSHOP
No, what are we doing?
But why not?
RECEPTION, SECOND FLOOR
BERTHA'S COMPUTER CAMERA
RECEPTION, SECOND FLOOR
The important thing here is we have to find out who's spying on us.
Okay, who would benefit from all this?
Well, who else, silly boy? Armando.
- Don't you see it's convenient for him... - My dad?
to keep an eye on us
so we don't find out about his misdeeds?
No, sir.
You don't have the right to make an accusation without evidence.
Besides, Lombardi, that's not Armando's modus operandi.
He'd be incapable of that.
Incapable? He'd be incapable?
He is incapable. Financially incapable.
I agree with my colleague and friend Mr. Mario.
Armando is not like that.
Or maybe there's a friend around, I don't know, dying his gray hair
and stabbing him in the back.
No, but what is this?
The witch hunt has been unleashed.
Hey, Freddy Stewart, stop being such a kiss-ass.
Excuse me?
Can't you see you're just Armando's pet?
No, have some respect.
And a pet without benefits.
And you defend him?
Look, Hugo Lombardi, stop being so disrespectful,
because my Armandaddy is innocent.
- So innocent. - Right? Right, Beatriz?
Look, Mils, your dad turned himself in, okay?
Betty, Betty, look. If you want, I'll bring something to eat.
- Want anything? - No, I don't want anything, Nicolás.
The only thing I want is this to be a lie.
Yes, it's just that...
This is absurd. It's complicated, it's absurd.
What are we going to do?
I can't believe this is happening...
I have always stood up for Armando, and you know it,
but this computer hacking thing is on another level of audacity.
We still don't know if he's guilty.
What more proof do you need, Beatriz?
And before you think about another big-hearted gesture,
and considering Nicolás is here,
I want to warn you
that Ecomoda will not pay for that bail.
Don't worry, Marcela.
Even if we wanted to, you know perfectly well
that the company has no money to pay for bail or anything.
Okay, perfect.
But you won't take a debt in the name of the company to pay for bail.
Besides, like you, your VP of Finance Armando
always gets away with it.
This lady, Cruella Marcela, is right.
Armando always lands on his feet.
Besides, having you as his floor, how could he not?
Fuck. She killed herself. No.
Help! Help!
- Ma'am, ma'am, are you okay? - Freddy.
Yes. Don't worry, Freddy. It was a slip. Anyone can slip.
Sure, I understand that Ecomoda's situation is serious,
but it's not so bad for you to kill yourself that way.
Are you drinking here?
No, no, no. Simply, as I saw you fall down, I said,
"I'll pour some antiseptic alcohol on her feet."
No, don't worry. Thanks. Thank you, Freddy.
- Perfect. - Okay, good night.
And what were you doing here?
No, I was looking to see if Mila was here.
Okay. See you tomorrow, Freddy.
I will do one last round and let you know.
Okay. Be careful. Thanks.
I still don't understand
why you don't want to be Ecomoda's president.
This is the time.
Beatriz named that man as VP of Finance,
a man who was capable of robbing his own employees.
Yes, I know, Marce. It's terrible, but we have to be more strategic.
And no, I don't think it's the moment,
because if the mountain is getting closer, it means it's collapsing. Get it?
- And when is the moment? - Well...
When Beatriz and Armando bankrupt Ecomoda?
When there's no longer a company? It'll be useless to me.
Okay, let me explain.
Armando has just told the DA everything, right?
That means the authorities will be around Ecomoda for a while,
and we don't want to be in the eye of the storm, Marce.
We have to wait a little bit longer, okay?
Look...
Do you trust me?
Absolutely.
Then let me handle this with a level head, okay?
Don't worry.
Patience is the companion of wisdom.
Do you know what I like the most about you?
That you know how to listen to a man.
My dear and curvy confidant,
I'm here again to tell you things.
We will lose our social benefits,
the severance pay, the retirement pension,
my bonuses.
Come here.
Since you know everything, and what you don't know, you make it up,
tell me one thing.
Do you know where my Aura María is?
I can't find Aura María in the database. I'm sorry.
It wasn't easy to come, but I had to do it.
Ecomoda's new lawyer has connections
and he got me an authorization to come at this time.
New lawyer?
Ecomoda's new lawyer?
You took that guy to work at the company, Beatriz?
Yes, I hired Esteban.
We needed a lawyer who can look out for our employees' interests,
who can help us solve all the legal obligations we have.
What do you think of this place?
I also have connections here, somehow,
and it was the only thing I could get so we could meet.
Sit down and let's talk.
I'm not going to lie.
This might be the hardest time I've had in my entire life,
but you coming here tonight, to talk to me,
that is a comfort for me.
I didn't come to visit you, Armando.
I came because I need answers.
What else could happen, Verónica?
Tell me, Lord, what karma am I paying for?
Calm down, drama queen.
Do you have a father in jail,
who is a criminal, and your mom isn't doing anything about it?
- No. - No, no.
- Right? - No, but look ahead.
Have you been stood up like an idiot at a restaurant,
all pretty, sitting there, excited?
- No. - No. And I didn't tell you. I didn't.
I went to Ecomoda today, all chill, minding my own business,
- and I find he who shall not be named. - Look ahead.
Chilling, sitting, like nothing happened.
I was, at least, hoping
that he would be a little sorry, just a little.
- Totally. - But no, he wasn't sorry.
- Do you know what Ignacio Ortiz lacks? - What are you doing?
He lacks emotional responsibility.
No.
Mila, hang up.
Let me. Someone has to put him in his place.
- No, no. - Sure, yes.
Hello?
Hello, Ignacio. Good evening. How are you? This won't take long.
I was simply calling to ask you,
who the fuck do you think you are?
Do you have a girlfriend?
Mila, we're going to crash! Mila!
Mila! Mila!
Mila, stop!
Fuck.
I hacked what?
What are you talking about, Betty?
I haven't done any of that. You have to believe me.
I've believed in you all this time, and look where it got us.
Who's the new owner of Ecomoda's warehouses?
I don't know. A corporation.
Like Terramoda?
Are you insinuating I created a parallel corporation, like in the past?
No, I haven't.
I don't get it.
I can't believe you sold the warehouses of your company
just like that, like you didn't care.
It wasn't just like that.
I don't know if you notice where we're having this conversation.
In jail.
We're having it because I'm taking responsibility
for all the bad things I've done in my life.
I'm very sorry for you and Mila. I want to fix this.
You almost killed us, you idiot.
- We're alive! - We're alive!
Cheers.
Mila, can you hear me? Where are you?
- Roll down your window. - Yes, okay.
- Good evening, ladies. - Good evening, Officer.
May I have your car documents, please?
- Yes, of course. - Sure, yes.
- Where are they? - I don't know.
I see you don't have them.
Get out of the vehicle for an inspection, please.
- What do you need to inspect? - Martinez, inspect the car, please.
I'm fine. I'm fine, I'm fine.
- Hands in front of you. - Be gentle.
- Spread your legs. - No, that's my friend.
Look what I found, Sergeant.
- What a beauty. - That's not ours.
I mean, it is technically ours,
but we weren't drinking from that bottle just now.
Okay, we're taking you
to the northern Temporary Detention Unit.
- Where? - Martinez, handcuff them.
- No. Handcuff? - No, sir.
Allow me, please.
How's Mila?
Desperate.
The only thing she wants to do is get you out of here.
And you?
I want what's best for her.
Even if she doesn't want anything to do with me.
Why?
I don't know. She won't talk to me.
She's mad because she thinks
that I want to leave you here, in jail.
Betty, I know I've done terrible things.
And, believe me, I deeply regret putting you at risk,
being so irresponsible.
Thank you for saying that.
But don't worry about me. It doesn't matter.
It does matter. I care about you.
And I will care my whole life,
until my last day.
I shouldn't be sitting with you on the bed,
here, talking to you,
but I don't want anything bad to happen to you either.
Because you love me?
That's why.
You know,
if I could turn back time, I would.
I would prevent this from happening.
Believe me, me too.
You have been the best thing that ever happened to me.
You have given me a family, you have given everything to me.
You've looked after Ecomoda.
And I haven't been able to get over you.
I'm sorry.