Alicia!
- We searched everywhere. - Then where is she?
- How much do you want? - We don't want money.
You have something else.
- What did they do to you? - I can't remember anything.
There was a photo of Diego, a wedding photo.
Diego was married before.
We are totally ruined.
Maybe you can do something.
- Get married. - Get married?
With a rich woman.
I'm going to give her a New Year's kiss
she'll always remember.
I want to have our marriage annulled.
I'm in love with someone else.
No!
You have to get away from that bastard.
Pack your things.
We're leaving.
GRAND HOTEL
Javier,
are you hiding from your mother?
Hiding from you?
What an idea.
Sit down.
I've been checking on marriageable girls with a good dowry.
They are at a more or less fertile age.
Echeverría Canneries.
One of the largest fortunes in the Vascongadas, Patricia.
She's the ugliest woman I've ever seen.
Felgueroso, Benita.
The second ugliest.
She inherited hundreds of acres in Palencia.
They say she's
pleasant and agreeable.
She looks like a sheep.
Javier!
Very well, mother.
You had three candidates. Let's see the last one.
I hope she surpasses the others.
Josefina del Cerro,
daughter of Extremadura's largest fabric merchant.
She does, she surpasses them.
The last at the ball dances with the ugliest girl.
That's a proverb!
We're talking about a real ball with real ugly girls.
Which do you want to meet first?
Mother, please let me try to find a more attractive woman.
I know.
And rich, the richer the better.
My dear, your reputation precedes you.
You really think a single girl with more virtues would marry you?
I'll do all I can.
If I don't find a better woman, I'll marry one of these, I swear.
I won't allow you to ruin everything.
I can't afford it.
- Ma'am... - Belén, from tomorrow
you'll share a room with Natalia.
Natalia has her own room.
We can use yours as a storage room.
And you won't have to sleep alone.
It's very sad for a married woman to have to sleep alone.
Your son's with Camila out of pity, but that won't last forever.
He's my husband, his place is with me.
With time, Doña Ángela,
I'll only see you when I ring the bell
for you to change my bed or empty my chamber pot.
Andrés is your husband, for now.
But he isn't a nobody like you.
He's an Alarcón,
he'll have no trouble getting the annulment.
and you can do nothing to prevent it.
It's obvious
that my son needs someone at his side but that won't be you.
The wound is healing well, but it mustn't become infected.
I'm out of silver nitrate.
I'll go to Luengo hospital on the first train.
- I hope they have some. - Thank you.
What do you want?
I'm sorry to bother you. It's cold, I thought you'd like this.
Thank you.
Not at all.
Why are you doing this?
I can't expect us to be friends overnight,
but I'd like you to know I'm very sorry
about how I've treated you until now.
I'm apologizing.
You think that's enough after all you've done?
I understand that you don't believe me,
but I know Andrés wants to be with you
and I won't do anything to prevent it. I swear it.
- Why were you in there? - I brought Camila a bed warmer.
- Did she ask for it? - No.
I don't want you to bring her anything.
I don't want you in our room. Understood?
Very well.
I know what you're like,
and the farther away you are from me, the better.
You're right.
I'm sorry.
Your tears don't affect me.
You use them and much more to get your way.
I'm sure you don't want Camila in your room as a mistress,
but as your wife.
You are my wife.
Ask for the annulment.
I'll do whatever you want to help you get it.
Why?
If I have to lose you so that you trust me again, I don't mind.
I loved you very much.
And I'll do anything to make you happy.
Too late.
The only problem is that tomorrow is payday.
I spent everything on the tickets.
Don't worry.
- Have you got money? - Not a peseta.
So why are you smiling?
I wouldn't change this for anything.
If this doesn't work out, I'll have a fit.
All passengers on board!
I don't know how, but you always get what you want.
Want one?
- Where is my wife? - I haven't seen her.
The question was: where is she?
I don't know.
No, and you should know.
Tell Reception to inform me
when they have Detective Ayala on the line.
I sent for you an hour ago. Where is my wife?
We don't know, sir.
- What are you doing to find out? - Whatever is necessary.
Listen to me.
If Alicia is now leaving Cantaloa in a car or on a train,
it's not due to your ineptitude, although I consider you inept.
You do all but threaten me.
Find my wife, or I'll have you thrown out of the force.
How ironic.
You seemed unconcerned when your wife was kidnapped
and now you seem obsessed.
You should become obsessed too, for your own good.
What's keeping you?
The ticket collector.
Hello.
- Isn't this non-stop to Santander? - It shouldn't have stopped.
I'll see to this.
I am doing this most unwillingly.
Doña Alicia, you're under arrest for abandoning the marital home.
My duty is to take you back to the Grand Hotel.
Why are you doing this?
I wish I had an alternative.
- Aren't you arresting me? - No.
If I do, Mr. Murquía will hear
you left with his wife.
Mr. Murquía will kill you, or you'll kill him.
My job is to prevent crimes, not provoke them.
It's best if you leave.
But there must be some other way of sorting this out, please.
- Please. - I'm sorry, there isn't.
It's best if you get off here, Mr. Olmedo.
Do as he says.
Don't move!
The last thing I want to do is shoot.
Let her go.
Let us go.
We both know you're incapable of shooting us.
Don't make things worse, please.
Alicia!
What are you going to do? Escape across country, on foot?
Let's go.
Julio...
Julio!
Doña Alicia,
at least, now that you're back, at some point
you can tell me what you remember of your kidnapping.
I told you I remember barely anything.
Barely anything is better than nothing.
What do you remember?
All I remember is
a name.
I heard people talking on the ship.
Ezequiel.
At least it isn't a common name.
Believe me,
I deeply regret this, Doña Alicia.
What happened to you?
You're despicable.
Diego!
These things hurt your sensitive spirit.
Every time you feel tempted to leave me,
this is what will happen.
Don't move.
I'll vent my anger
on these poor people you appreciate so much.
Understood?
Yes.
You can go.
I'm having your things brought back to our room.
It's time you were my wife again,
with all that entails.
Something went wrong.
I'll never be free of him.
He'll never give me up.
- You're smiling at my misfortune. - Don't be silly.
It's because I know how you can be free of the yoke,
and legally.
In the place where you were locked up,
you saw a photo of Diego married to another woman.
We don't know who she is,
nor where she married Diego.
If we can find that woman,
your marriage to Diego would be invalid for bigamy.
Your husband would cease to be your husband
and he'd have no power over you.
Where do we begin?
Tell me all you know about Diego before your wedding.
I know little,
and now I don't even know if what he said was true.
We'll check that out.
Tell me.
He was born
in a town not far from here, Valtejar.
His parents died when he was still a child.
From there he went to Barcelona
and I think he started working in a consultancy.
I think it was called "Fornells".
Good.
We'll follow that up.
I'll get my contacts in Barcelona to call that consultancy.
And today we'll go to that town,
to Valtejar,
to see what we can find out.
I can't go with you, Maite.
If I have to go alone, I will.
No one will come with me for something like this.
Julio...
Julio!
Espinosa!
Would you please serve me some sherry?
Please, don't do this.
It isn't fair.
Don't talk to me about what is and isn't fair.
I beg you.
If Mrs. Murquía wants nothing else...
Yes, she does.
Mrs. Murquía would be very grateful if you'd accompany her friend Maite
to investigate Mr. Murquía.
I'm sorry, but Mrs. Murquía's friend will have to look after herself.
But believe me,
she's not bad at it.
Julio,
when you've finished go down to the kitchen.
We have to clean the china.
Right away.
Anything else, Mrs. Murquía?
No, nothing else,
Espinosa.
Don Diego, a young lady has asked for you,
Doña Celia Velledur.
Velledur?
The daughter of the businessman Ibrahim Velledur?
Yes, sir. She was passing and wants to talk to you.
Passing from where, Mateo?
She must be here for some reason. Bring her to my office.
She's there already, sir.
I couldn't prevent her.
Get out of the way.
I'm not an easy woman, Mr. Murquía.
Almost nothing or no one pleases me.
But when I like something
I pursue it until I have it.
Could you be a bit more specific?
I want to buy the Grand Hotel.
A pity it's not for sale.
Everything is for sale, my dear.
I could pay cash.
Let's say 3 million pesetas.
It's worth at least double.
Very well.
Let's say double.
6 million.
I admit you have style,
but I repeat, it's not for sale.
I have no interest in hotels.
I want your hotel as a home,
my residence in southern Europe.
Let me think about it. I don't promise anything,
but I'm not saying no.
Think about it,
but don't take too long.
I suppose you won't mind,
given the circumstances, if I stay in your hotel.
I'll give the necessary instructions.
You will have our best suite.
What nonsense is this?
I'm sorry, ma'am. Mr. Murquía is moving you to another room.
He wants this one for a guest.
But the hotel isn't accepting guests right now.
Unless the hotel owner decides otherwise.
Don't take it badly.
After all, and because I'm married to your daughter,
I'm not leaving you on the street.
You obviously love Alicia more than you'd like.
You'll have a more modest room, as befits your situation now.
You're a bastard.
That didn't matter when you had me at your side.
I curse the day I trusted in you.
Renouncing the past doesn't change it.
Now you are what you are,
no one,
nothing.
Do any of you know who will be occupying my rooms?
I must be going deaf, I don't hear you.
Josefina heard Rubén tell Marisa that Gerardo told Celestina...
Get to the point.
They heard her say she'd come to buy the hotel.
Get out!
I am Teresa Aldecoa de Alarcón, the owner of the Grand Hotel.
From what I've heard,
you no longer are.
I am the legitimate owner, I assure you.
Everything else is circumstantial,
and any decision about the hotel involves me, including its sale.
So I see.
If what concerns you is a simple rumour, don't worry.
I don't intend buying this hotel, whether it's yours or not.
I won't deny that I came with that intention.
But I was unaware of the extent of the damage.
Buying the Grand Hotel would be a waste.
I suppose what you're saying
should reassure me,
but the truth is it also offends me.
Don't take it badly, ma'am.
I'm sure you'll manage to restore the building to how it was,
or perhaps it will be even better.
But the clientele?
Do you really still think someone will want to stay here?
Who'd want to stay somewhere with an aura of misfortune, death?
I think I'll invest my money in buying another hotel.
And now, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to rest.
Alone.
Rest well.
Thank you.
Take this suitcase to the Taberneros' room,
and don't be long.
Mateo, call the driver. I want to go to the post office.
I'm sorry, sir, a client has just reserved him.
Which client?
The young lady wants to go to Valtejar.
She may be a while.
Do you know the reason for her trip?
She spoke on the phone to a priest, about files from the reservoir.
It doesn't make sense, but that's what I heard.
Summon the reserve driver immediately.
Right away, sir.
To Valtejar, please.
What are you doing here?
Valtejar?
I didn't invite you.
I didn't invite you to come to Santalla
and you didn't care.
It isn't the same.
This matter doesn't concern you.
I know what you're looking for
and if it frees Alicia of her husband, it concerns me.
- Where are you going? - To find a driver.
If you do that, I'll have to punch a colleague
and take the car over there.
They'd fire you.
Yes, undoubtedly. Yes.
Shall we go,
miss?
Mr. Murquía?
You seem to be in a hurry.
You're very observant, miss. Indeed, I have to go out.
If I could delay the journey I would. Please wait till I return.
I can do that, provided you are considering my offer.
Don't doubt it. I'll be back as soon as possible.
At your service.
Mateo, dear,
did you hear the conversation between Don Diego and that lady?
See, hear and be silent. That was Don Benjamín's motto
and I try to follow it, ma'am.
Need I remind you that your mentor turned out to be a serial killer?
No, ma'am.
So...
Miss Velledur is waiting for Don Diego to decide about selling the hotel.
From now on, your motto will be: look, listen and run to tell me.
Understood?
- We've arrived. - What do you mean?
Don't tell me the town is submerged.
- We've come here for nothing. - Speak for yourself. I knew about this.
So why are we here?
To see the priest. He's expecting me.
We need proof, not a priest.
That priest may have the proof that we need.
Sure, between masses he puts on a diving suit and strolls underwater.
You know you're insufferable?
I wonder what Maite saw in someone like you.
The town isn't always like this. In summer the level drops a lot.
That's when the priest takes things from there.
He takes nothing.
The locals bring them, he can't do anything.
He can't... He can't or he won't?
The priests are something else.
He's blind.
The priest is blind. Now do you understand?
Is that you, miss?
Who are you?
What do you want?
Don't worry.
For once, your blindness is a good thing.
It's saved your life.
Please, please...!
I'm a poor blind man!
This way.
- Is this his house? - Yes.
I hope he's at home.
- Who was it? - I couldn't see,
- but I'm sure it was-- - Diego.
If it was him, he got ahead of us.
It's obvious all this was in the water.
Maybe you remember him.
He was born here. His name is Diego Murquía.
Yes, yes. He was...
He was one of the two people saved from drowning
when the flood waters covered the town.
I was the other one.
Over there, by the statue of St. Peter,
I have a framed copy of the front page of a newspaper,
from when it happened.
There's no front page from no newspaper.
Do you know if Diego Murquía was married?
Yes. I married him.
To Remedios Sánchez Ruiz.
Well, he got married again.
I'm delighted... I'm delighted to hear that.
I myself helped him get his wife's body out of the water.
Her death destroyed him.
Thank you, father.
Come on.
Excuse me.
We found Diego's first wife, and she's dead.
Diego was a widower when he married Alicia. That's not illegal.
- There's nothing more to find. - Why did he come here?
I don't know, but he got here before we did.
What if something's left?
What's left isn't important.
- Let's go back to the hotel. - No, I'm going to keep searching.
Are you leaving me on my own?
If it's about the car, don't worry.
You can keep it.
Leave what you're doing for later.
Come on, get out.
How dare you come in without knocking? Get out immediately.
Not without saying what I've come to say.
Didn't you hear me?
I told you to get out.
What will you do if I stay? Fire me?
I think you don't know who I am.
I know enough.
I saw what you burned.
That's it.
Come in.
Mateo, take these letters of the post office.
- Why did you think about it so much? - You really want to know?
Because of my wife, Alicia.
I was afraid I'd lose her if I sold the hotel.
Mateo...
So you've spoken to her.
It wasn't necessary.
She will remain at my side no matter what happens.
I see that more clearly than ever and so does she.
But there are some people here who are a nuisance for me.
Your mother-in-law.
She is a problem I can handle.
But my wife has
friends who are too curious.
With this money, Alicia and I can go away anywhere,
alone, and start over.
You can really go very far.
I'm not asking for a favour.
You don't understand.
I don't care if he's busy, I don't want anyone else.
He's to come and see me as soon as he arrives.
Ma'am...
All you have to do is wait in the lobby.
It will be the woman I approach and kiss.
It's vital you recover that document.
Don't worry, ma'am.
Is anything wrong, ma'am?
No, Ángela.
Nothing's wrong.
What is it?
I was in Valtejar, with Maite.
And?
Did you find out about Diego's wife?
Yes.
Her name was Remedios Sánchez.
Was...
She died.
Alicia, Diego is a widower.
I'm sorry.
You're married until death separates you.
What are we going to do?
I don't know,
but I can't leave.
This time they won't find us.
- We'll go somewhere they won't expect. - You don't understand.
Diego is willing to do terrible things. We've seen that.
Maite's plan was our only hope.
Our brothers and sisters were all young,
they were all humble.
When they came to serve at the Grand Hotel,
they were looking for a better life, for hope.
Well, my dearest parishioners,
believe me,
they found both things.
Where they are now
they are enjoying the best life
and they no longer harbour any hope
because their hope has been fully realized,
eternal life.
Let us pray for them in silence.
Hail Mary, full of grace.
Conceived without sin.
What have you to confess, child?
However great your sins,
the Lord's mercy is always greater.
Don't fear to tell him what torments you.
I have done things that don't let me sleep, father.
And when I sleep it's worse.