We are totally ruined.
Maybe you can do something. Get married.
- Do you want to marry me? - More than anything.
I want to buy the Grand Hotel.
She is the woman I'll go and kiss.
Don't worry, ma'am.
Is anything wrong, ma'am?
No, Ángela. Nothing's wrong.
I want to have our marriage annulled.
Andrés isn't a nobody like you.
He'll have no trouble getting the annulment
and you can do nothing to prevent it.
- How much do you want? - We don't want money.
You have something else.
- What do you remember? - A name. Ezequiel.
There was a photo of Diego there. A wedding photo.
Diego was married before.
I remembered something about my kidnapping.
If we find the truck, that would help us
find my kidnappers.
I've learned of the existence of a truck like the one you described.
It's registered to the De Soto estate, in Santalla.
We have to go to that estate.
It won't be easy to do it behind his back.
I'll try to keep him busy.
GRAND HOTEL
Good morning.
- Can I get you anything, Mr. Murquía? - No, thank you.
Ladies?
No, thank you.
I've lost my appetite.
However,
I'm dying to smoke a cigarette.
Excuse me.
- Maite! - Where's Mateo?
He's gone to open a guest's strongbox.
Don't tell me you're leaving.
No, not yet.
Oh, well.
But I'm delighted that in a week you'll be out of my sight forever.
That will never happen,
now while you're with my best friend.
But, of course, it's possible she might leave you.
Speaking of your best friend,
isn't that her case?
Mateo, thank God you're here. If you'd come any later...
What do you need?
Have a good trip, wherever you're going.
- Did he believe it? - Totally. Come on.
Wait.
I'm desperate for a cigarette.
May I help you, sir?
I want this case. How much is it?
What's the meaning of this?
I don't know.
You tell me.
You should stay in the car.
If they recognize you, you'll be in danger.
Leave it to me.
Be careful.
What do you want?
I see you're not alone.
I'm taking my employer to a family wedding
and we've run out of petrol.
Do you have some you could lend us?
My employer would pay you, of course.
We don't have a car.
There are tyre marks on the ground.
Our car has broken down and we have no petrol left.
But we have a telephone inside. The lady can call someone.
No, don't worry. Thank you.
It's no trouble.
Ma'am...
Your driver tells me you're late for a wedding.
We have no petrol, but you can use our phone if you wish,
- unless my husband objects. - I don't want to bother you.
It's no bother. Do you prefer to sit here all day?
You should come in and call.
Mrs. Murquía, I insist.
We have Mrs. Murquía, but there's a young man with her.
Who is he?
I don't know, her driver or one of the hotel staff.
What do we do with him?
- We don't have a choice. - I understand.
Come with us, please.
My dear madam,
I have so looked forward to meeting you.
My pleasure.
We were talking about how proud you must be, weren't we, mother?
It's a beautiful building.
It has nothing to envy other famous hotels.
And it's our home too, not just a business.
My dear, what a terrible misfortune. I've just heard.
Don't worry, Lady. If only all misfortunes were material.
What happened?
- The explosion, my dear. - No, no, not the explosion.
I'm talking about the sale of the hotel.
I know he's your son-in-law but I won't pretend otherwise.
Only a scoundrel would ruin someone who has helped him for so many years.
What's wrong, dear?
Did I say something inappropriate?
No, Lady, coming from you it isn't inappropriate.
Sit with us.
Won't you even let me explain?
What explanation can there be, my dear?
You get engaged to that
- to that dandy-- - He isn't a dandy!
...to God or the Devil.
What does he bring? What do you bring?
Have you asked yourself that?
Javier loves me.
Oh, he loves you! Where's the merit in that?
You're intelligent,
beautiful, and your family has money.
But he didn't know that when he declared his love.
Allow me to doubt that.
Especially now I've learned what everyone in this hotel knows.
Mother, you can't prevent me marrying Javier. I'm 25.
No, I won't prevent you.
But if you marry him, you won't have a penny to your name.
I will not give you any dowry. So you decide.
Would you disinherit me?
Try me.
I've finally found you. I thought you'd got away.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Laura?
Do you really want to know?
My mother says that if I marry you she'll disinherit me.
She believes my family's money is the reason for your interest in me.
Of course, I can't help you now, nor can I help your family.
I'll understand if you change your mind.
Javier,
I know your family is very important for you
and that you feel indebted to them and...
- You should find another wife. - What?
No, no, no, no.
If you don't mind not having money,
I'll get used to it,
I suppose.
- But I don't know how we'll live. - We'll work.
- Work? - Yes!
Yes, we'll work, why wouldn't we work except...
I can't do anything.
- Yes, you can. - What can I do?
I don't know. We'll think about it.
But for now, don't say anything to your mother.
Is she worse?
You must have faith.
Pray as your mother and I do.
Faith moves mountains.
Yes.
They always say that,
but the mountains don't move.
I'm here beside you, Andrés,
for whatever you need.
Even if you feel nothing for me.
I'm your wife.
Your wife, Andrés.
Your troubles are my troubles.
You know that?
Son, you have to be with her now. Pray hard,
and don't leave her side.
Don't you have a drop of shame left?
I don't know why you're scandalized. It's your son who has a concubine.
I'm Andrés' legitimate wife. Remember that.
You may fool him, but not me.
I know what you're after, and you can forget it.
Even if that poor girl dies,
my son won't fall into your clutches again.
He'll fall when I want.
Go and clean the latrines.
- I cleaned them this morning. - Clean them again.
If you were there, I'm sure there's some filth left.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
But it was daybreak four hours ago.
- Have I been asleep that long? - Don't worry.
I asked them to bring some sweets in case we were hungry,
and I brought one of your books.
I know I'm not...
Camila?
You're burning up! Camila!
Can you hear me? Camila!
Camila, talk to me!
Camila!
Camila, talk to me!
Camila, don't go now, please!
It's cold, isn't it?
Just hang on.
Camila...
- Where did my wife go, Mateo? - Mr. Murquía...
- Has Alicia come back? - I didn't know she'd gone out, miss.
- Don't say you were waiting for me. - For over an hour.
Why don't we speak somewhere quieter?
Of course.
It's a very serious matter, Mr. Murquía.
The disappearance of Miss Celia Velledur.
According to her family, the last they knew of her
is that she left home a few days ago
with a very large amount of money and the intention of coming here.
That's right, Miss Velledur stayed here a few days ago.
So you knew that.
For now, if a hotel manager knows his guests
that isn't a crime, Hernando. It's a merit.
For now.
When did you last see her?
Tuesday,
- In the afternoon. - You haven't heard from her since?
And, of course, you don't know what can have happened to her.
Sincerely, I hope that nothing has.
Tell me,
who was responsible for accompanying Miss Velledur to the exit?
I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here.
Please, continue with your work.
Can you confirm Miss Celia Velledur left the hotel on Tuesday?
Yes, sir. She met with Don Diego for business
and then she went up to her room to get her things and leave,
ahead of time.
Earlier than planned.
What was that business?
Well, according to what we were told by Mr. Murquía,
Miss Velledur is the new owner of this hotel.
He bought the hotel?
That's what my son-in-law says, but that young lady's attitude
wasn't that of someone who had completed a successful deal.
Interesting.
Did she leave on her own?
With her driver. She brought her own car.
And did she seem satisfied or, rather, annoyed,
as Doña Teresa seems to suggest.
She was in a bad mood, sir.
At what time did Miss Velledur leave the hotel?
At 8:00.
It was more like 10:30, Detective.
Ma'am, I'm sorry to disagree
but that woman didn't seem at all annoyed.
She was. And it was 8:00, Doña Ángela.
My memory is the one thing that doesn't fail me.
She left at 8:00.
She signed the register herself.
Anyone can be distracted, Doña Ángela.
So it's clear, is it?
And anyone can make a mistake when writing.
With so much coming and going, I believe it.
Natalia gave me her jacket. She'd just ironed it.
If you doubt me, ask her.
Natalia was off that day.
Look at the work schedule.
Miss Velledur's signature before leaving the hotel.
Timings apart, on which your employees disagree,
they all agree on one thing.
Doña Celia left after completing her business with you. Is that so?
It is.
Why didn't you tell me?
I doubt that my affairs are any of your business.
And they're not.
They're not.
Unless they point to you as a suspect in a disappearance.
Why would I want Celia Velledur to disappear
after I'd made an advantageous deal with her?
A deal of which I have no proof.
Could you show me the corresponding contract?
If that's what you want.
That's impossible.
I'm sure I put it here.
And now it's disappeared, as if by magic.
If you want me to believe
that this sale took place just on your say-so
you have a low opinion of me.
This is what Celia Velledur paid for the hotel.
Do you need more proof?
Your situation is only getting worse, Mr. Murquía.
You have a contract that doesn't exist, a large amount of money,
and a missing woman.
If I were suspicious,
I'd think you stole the money from Miss Velledur
and then took her life.
What are you saying? That's absurd!
Experience tells me that at times the most absurd options
can be the most correct.
Hernando, take that briefcase.
What do you think you're doing?
It is evidence, Mr. Murquía, which is confiscated
until we find Miss Velledur.
If things are as you say they are...
I'm sure you'll let me know what you can verify about this.
I hope you have nothing to do with Miss Velledur's disappearance.
Celia?
She's disappeared?
But...
- How did that happen? - That's what they're trying to discover.
I trust it won't take them long.
I wish I had that faith in the police force,
but there's too much evidence of their ineptitude.
You seem really sad.
I hope the briefcase the officer took wasn't the result of your deal.
Fancy that.
What will you do now?
Wait to recover what is mine.
That's if Celia appears, because otherwise...
I don't think you can sell the hotel a second time.
How will you live?
Natalia, where were you? I was looking for you.
I had permission to go and say goodbye to my brother.
He sailed today, Doña Ángela.
I hope he is fortunate. It's very sad to leave your country.
- Yes, ma'am. - One thing, Natalia.
When was your last day off?
Last Tuesday.
Tuesday?
Are you sure?
If I remember correctly,
you and I coincided in the linen room.
You gave me Miss Velledur's jacket.
I'm sorry, Doña Ángela, I was off on Tuesday.
But you can check the schedule.
No.
That isn't necessary.
Write on the boxes everything you put in them.
I wouldn't like anything to be lost,
and you even less.
The hotel's closing and she carries on as normal.
Who told you to stop? Carry on.
It's best if they don't, Doña Ángela.
Certain circumstances have made me reconsider closing the Grand Hotel.
Our establishment will reopen its doors to the public.
I think you should consider hiring a new maître d'.
Whatever you say, sir.
Silence!
You have three minutes to celebrate the news.
Then each of you carry on with your work.
You've been very lucky, Violeta.
For the moment.
She thinks no one can match Don Ernesto.
Don Ernesto set a high standard,
both professionally and personally.
Good morning.
Judging from what it says here,
- you have a great deal of experience. - Thank you, ma'am.
That isn't necessarily a good sign.
Why have you changed jobs so many times?
You will have seen that all those jobs were outside Spain
but each was a little nearer than the previous one.
I've wanted to return home for years.
And you found the opportunity.
To be honest, several have come up at the same time.
So if you're not interested, please tell me now.
In that case I should leave today for Madrid.
Ma'am...
Good morning, I take it you're the new maître d'.
Yes, ma'am. Jesús Manzano Cisneros.
What do you think of the Grand Hotel?
Splendid, ma'am.
And keeping it like that takes a lot of effort.
I've brought you the newspapers.
Don't think me forward, but it would be very useful
if you could tell me of your preferences.
I have no strange tastes, although some may not agree.
I like things clear and simple. I am demanding, punctual
and patience is not one of my virtues.
Very well, If there's nothing more...
Welcome to the Grand Hotel, Jesús.
Alicia!
Are you all right? Tell me!
Yes, but they've taken Julio!
- Where? - I don't know.
I think that's enough.
Kill him.
We should get out of here.
No. First we have to go back inside.
That isn't who we're looking for. He's Ezequiel.
Come on.
What's that?
If all goes well, in an hour we'll go to see Ayala.
Will that be safe in the car?
Let's hope so. We can't bring it inside.
Why are you in bed at this time?
I don't feel very well.
You know, women's troubles.
There's an infallible remedy for what you call women's troubles.
Motherhood.
But it isn't spontaneous.
I hope this time you had nothing to do with Maite's adventures.
What has she done?
It doesn't matter, if it was only her doing.
- May I speak to you. - Well?
They told me at reception you're leaving early tomorrow.
Indeed.
But it's been a flying visit. It's such a shame.
I don't like pretending, ma'am. I'm not needed here.
Our children are engaged.
I've done what I could about that.
I can't prevent the engagement.
They're young, they're in love...
But neither am I going to throw the family money down the drain.
I don't quite understand you.
Look, Doña Teresa,
if they have to get married, let them get married.
but the bride will bring no dowry to the marriage
and no inheritance other than her eyes which are just like her mother's.
I suppose you've given this decision a lot of thought.
Some decisions don't require a lot of thought.
Now, if you'll excuse me...
Your son was to marry someone else and Benita is not a second choice.
My dear, are you a second choice?
How can I ask her to marry a man who preferred another?
I know she'd refuse.
I'm here, father. I can speak for myself.
Well, then?
I think it's something Javier and I should discuss.
I don't know if I'm willing to forgive,
but I think I should at least give him the chance to explain.
How magnanimous, Benita. I'm so happy to hear you say that.
I think the young people should have that conversation, if you agree.
Yes.
I'm waiting for you to apologize.
I'm here to please my mother.
Apology accepted. Let's talk about us.
I adore poetry. Do you adore poetry?
I love music too. Do you like music?
They're made for each other.
Camila!
The fever...
It's gone.
It's gone! It's gone!
- Andrés, the wound... - Sorry, sorry.
Andrés!
Mother, come here. Camila's fever is gone. It's a miracle.
I'm delighted, my dear!
Now we just have get the doctor to come and see you.
Why don't you just give up?
There's nothing tying you here.
You're as alone as a person can be.
Without your parents, without your children,
without Andrés, without a single friend.
You're a...
Say it, don't hold back.
You're a heartless bitch.
Yes, but only with you.
Soon you needn't worry about Camila. She's much better.
You won't manage it.
- What won't I manage? - To throw me out of the hotel.
I'll put up with everything but you won't get your way.
We'll see about that.
Don't forget the latrines.
- You're the maître d', aren't you? - Yes, sir.
Could you tell me who that lady is?
She is the hotel owner, Doña Teresa.
If you intend to keep your job
you should find out who is who in the hotel before speaking.
I don't understand what you mean.
I am Diego Murquía, owner of the Grand Hotel.
The person who pays your salary.
We should talk about the wedding.
And announce the engagement in a few days.
I prefer to do it now, father. Why wait, if we love each other?
It's true. Your daughter is quite right.
In that case, we'll do as you wish, my dear.
It is a great pleasure for me
and I've wanted to announce it from the moment I heard of it.
My son, Javier Alarcon,
has just formalized his engagement to Ben...
To Miss Laura Montenegro Robinin.
Yes!
What is this?
My son isn't going to marry your daughter.
- I won't allow your distrust. - My distrust?
She'll have her dowry.
I've seen how Javier and Laura look at each other
and I know he doesn't love her for the wrong reasons.
I am absolutely delighted
to announce the engagement of my son Javier Alarcon
with Laura Montenegro... Robinin.
Let's drink a toast to the couple's health.
To your happiness!
To the woman of my dreams.
That's something I thought I'd never say.
What's that?
We were wondering that too. That's why we brought it here.
From where? I hope you haven't acted on your own again.
I see.
- It was in the De Soto estate. - Was there anyone there?
Yes, a blonde woman and two men. One of them--
One wasn't important.
Yes, but the other one whom I heard but couldn't see
was the man I heard on the ship.
Ezequiel.
Yes, he had the same characteristic voice, the same kind of hoarseness.
But he disappeared without a trace.
How could he do otherwise if Ezequiel was never there?
Maybe he wasn't on the ship, but he was in that house.
- He was in both places and in none. - What do you mean?
That you've just solved an enigma and you don't even know you've done it.
Doña Sofia!
Fr. Grau.
I came to apologize for my behaviour this morning.
- But you were charming. - No, no. I wasn't.
The truth is, I presumed I wouldn't see you again.
I mean that for me
it was a relief to know that my confessor was passing through.
I understand. I regret that the bishop disappointed your hopes.
Don't be afraid, your secret is in the best hands.
I know.
- That's why I came to apologize. - There's no need.
Pray a lot.
When you hold this scapular
you'll feel close to me,
close to the Lord.
I'll do that, Father.
Thank you so much, mother.
I'm very happy for you, my dear.
We both know that, with your problem,
you would always have been a spinster.
What are you doing here, Fr. Grau?
This way you'll be closer to me.
Don't you realize?
It's what you need.
Having me close to you.
Inside you.
Weren't you taught to knock at the door?
I had to learn everything for myself.
This is Ezequiel. Are you receiving me?
That's the voice I heard.
Receiving you, Ezequiel.