I want to buy the Grand Hotel.
That is the woman I will kiss.
Don't worry, Ma'am.
Your situation has just got worse, Mr. Murquía.
Right now you only have an inexistent contract,
a large sum of money, and a wife who has disappeared.
Hernando, get that briefcase.
Our establishment will reopen its doors to the public.
I think you should think about the opportunity of hiring a new maître d'.
Good morning. I suspect you are the new maître d'?
Yes, Ma'am. Jesús Manzano Cisneros.
- My son won't fall back into your trap. - He'll fall whenever I say so.
We are completely ruined. We are going to have to sell our jewels.
You are our only hope. You must marry Laura as soon as possible.
Do you want to marry me?
More than anything in this world.
How much money do you want?
It's not money we want. But another thing you have.
- What do you remember? - A name. Ezequiel.
This is the book of the deceased of the Murquía family.
This is Remedios, your husband's first wife.
That is not the woman Diego married.
GRAND HOTEL
Taking into account what is upon us, you seem very calm, Don Jesús,
and I'll warn you that, if you don't get your waiters in line,
this is not going to go well.
You have your ways and I have mine, Doña Ángela.
I am a patient man, don't mistake that for indolence.
Sorry, whenever you're ready, Don Jesús.
Don't expect me to reprimand or threaten you.
I just want you to know that I feel fortunate to have you all
under my orders.
You are the pride of the hotel
and today you have the chance to prove its excellence once more.
That is all I want from you. Thank you.
And you expect them to work with that?
There is nothing better than giving them a reputation to keep.
We'll see at the end of the day.
Come in.
Good morning, Ma'am... Did you sleep well?
Well, if I'm honest, no.
The nerves of the wedding, I imagine.
Nerves?
After having wed two daughters,
one realises that weddings are just a process.
Although in my son's case, I must admit it is also a relief.
In any case, you must start the day well.
Don't worry about the celebration, Ma'am.
Everything is ready.
Thank you, Jesús.
You look beautiful.
Thank you.
Not long ago, you and I were like they are now,
about to be wed, with happiness and fear in place.
That's not how I remember it.
I'll see you downstairs.
Here comes the maid of honour.
And your brother?
Alfredo wanted to give him some last minute tips.
I just hope Alfredo isn't helping him climb out of the window.
Mother, honestly...
Considering I'm talking about your brother, it's normal to think so.
You know you're about to make a crucial step in your life?
So it seems.
You must understand the responsibilities you have...
I understand.
I'm not going to lie to you. Marriage is not easy.
At first, with the passion, it is easier, but later on...
it becomes something different.
- That doesn't have to happen. - It does.
How is it different?
Let's say that... married life gives other charms: tenderness,
honest love, knowing that you have a companion for the rest of your life...
Isn't it marvellous?
Well, that's it.
Come on, the car's waiting.
It seems like the groom is holding up...
I am happy to see you have a sensible side, son.
Come, come, the car is waiting.
- Are you not ready yet? - I'm running late...
- We'll see you in church then? - Of course...
And that dress?
It's the dress for Camila.
So it is true. You are taking her to the ceremony.
Javier said I could take whomever I wanted.
But not with that skivvy.
Even if she is your lover.
She is my wife.
Not until you are married.
You need to annul your marriage with that other wretch first.
Until then, keep formal.
Have I made myself clear?
Natalia...
- Take this back to it place. - Yes.
I will see you in church dear.
Thank God, I was starting to get nervous.
It has taken me forever to get ready with this wound.
And the dress?
What's wrong?
I was thinking we shouldn't go to the wedding.
Why?
Doña Teresa doesn't want to see you there,
she says I am a married man and I cannot go with my...
With your lover.
I'll stay with you. I'm not going to that wedding.
But Master Javier invited you. You cannot do that to him.
Master Javier will be so nervous he won't know if I'm there or not.
Andrés, you have to go. He is your brother.
Don't worry about me. I will be fine.
We will find another moment for me to wear that dress.
What better occasion than tomorrow?
Don't make that face. Or did you think I had forgotten your birthday?
That is a celebration I care about, not this one today.
Go, hurry up.
It's the bride who is supposed to be late.
I have bought you a lovely present.
Shouldn't she be here by now?
She is just a little late.
But you must have things to do...
Don't talk nonsense.
I'll be right back.
- What are you doing here? - I couldn't let my husband come alone.
And you had to come in that dress.
Don't you like it?
You're wretched.
Andrés, we are in the house of God.
Javier, Javier...
What is going on?
Your son has locked himself in the sacristy.
Wait, I don't think it's convenient to pressure him right now.
But, how is he going to get married in there?
He'll come out. Don't worry. He is just nervous.
You don't know him at all... He is capable of doing anything.
There is nothing dangerous for him in there.
- No? - Nothing at all.
Where do you keep the wine?
Javier...
You can get drunk if you want
but you are getting married anyway.
I'm thinking.
Don't think son. You're no good at it.
Why are you doing this?
Are you not marrying the woman of your choice?
Yes.
Are you in love or not?
Yes, but I'm scared.
Scared of what?
What do you think mother? Of marriage.
Listen to me Javier.
Do I have to remind you what this marriage means for the family?
We are not just talking about love.
Javier, if you don't come out right now, I will knock the door down.
Mother of God, come on...
I have been drinking...
I, Javier, take you, Laura Elvira, as my wife...
Is something wrong?
No, nothing. This reminds me of our wedding.
I, Javier, take you, Laura Elvira, as my wife...
...to love and to cherish, in richer or poorer...
...in sickness and in health...
...for as long as I live.
For as long as I live.
...for as long as I live.
I declare you husband and wife.
Have you ever wondered what the job of a good maître is Espinosa?
No sir. What I have seen is that a maître doesn't stop.
On the contrary, the perfect maître doesn't move anything but his eyes.
If his waiters are good and do what they have to do at all times,
all he has to do is watch, observe any small errors and fix them.
I am going to promote you to my assistant Espinosa.
- Your assistant? - Yes.
You will have less to do but you will have to do it better.
I think that, with time, you could make a great maître
and I am giving you the chance to learn the job.
Unless you don't want to, of course.
- No, no, no. - You don't want to?
I mean, yes, yes, yes...
Splendid.
Tell me, who has made a mistake right now?
Mr. Taberner.
And what are you waiting for?
Your duty as assistant is to correct that mistake.
Mother, thanks to you I have made the best decision of my life.
It's not the best, it's the only one you could make.
And you'd better make the most of it.
Do you want to dance?
You said it.
But what I want to dance with you is inappropriate here.
- Long live the bride and groom! - Long live the bride and groom!
Are you expecting someone?
Hadn't we invited Father Grau?
He must be visiting a sick person. What they say about a priest's life...
It cannot be easy. So nice to see you...
Come in.
Is everything going well? Could you see anything?
I wish. We haven't stopped...
I would love to be working... even more so today.
There are a hundred guests and nothing is right for them.
- You know who's down there, don't you? - Who?
Belén... She went to the church with Andrés, wearing your dress.
It's not that important...
True, it's just like her.
What nobody understands is Andrés didn't drag her out of there.
She's his wife...
A perfect party, don't you think...
Anyone who heard you
would think you had been to many parties like this one.
I was just trying to be nice. That's what a lady does.
Unfortunately, that dress doesn't make you a lady.
What are you doing?
Do you want to get me fired?
Are you going to refuse your son a dance, mother?
- Will you let go of me? - Come on mother, don't worry...
You can't get fired, you're the heart and soul of the Grand Hotel
and I am an Alarcón. Dance with me.
Why are you acting like this? Have you been drinking?
And what else am I going to do, mother? I don't belong here...
Don't stop dancing because of me, I beg you.
It's not because of you.
I have a lot to do.
Excuse me.
- Has she always been like that? - Like that how?
- So... - So strict.
She has softened over the years.
Jesús...
I have a feeling we will need more champagne.
Right away, Ma'am.
Not even that night were you this beautiful.
What night?
The night you decided to smoke Mr. Molins' cigarettes.
This bad habit is his fault.
I'm afraid we will catch people's attention if we smoke together.
We are already smoking together.
But if we go down there...
We could really smoke.
Have you heard from Ayala?
Yes. The order is out against that man, Ezequiel.
I'm going.
Cisneros thinks I could become a good maître.
I hope they find him soon.
I hate these parties, I don't know why people like them.
I don't know why you're looking at me like that.
Because you're strange Maite. Everybody likes to have fun.
And this is fun?
It is for me.
- How was the party? - Fine...
I want tomorrow to come.
- Why? - To give you your present.
I told you not to spend money on me.
You may change your mind when you see it.
Maybe...
You can start looking!
For what? Crickets?
I don't know what you want to find tonight.
A confirmation Hernando, and here it is.
A small gun shell.
Somebody probably stopped Miss Belladur's car and shots were fired.
But there is no trace of a car...
I hope I'm wrong but if that woman and her chauffeur were killed here,
whoever did it got rid of the bodies and the car.
How?
What is beyond that bend Hernando?
The road leads to...
Yes, yes, but it is not flat, it goes downhill.
Do you think they let the car fall into the sea?
A good way of messing with an investigation...
If that is what they did, sooner or later, the tide will show us.
Ángela.
Yes, Ma'am?
How is the new maître d' doing?
Well I think, Ma'am. Has anybody complained?
No, no. I don't believe so.
Either way, keep in mind he has been with us for a short while...
That is what worries me, that with so little time,
he allows certain behaviours.
What... what do you mean, Ma'am?
I caught him dancing in the hallway.
Of? With who?
That's what worries me, he was dancing by himself.
What do you want me to say?
I don't think it is appropriate for the maître d' of the Grand Hotel
to waste time in trivialities, such as dancing alone...
Do you think it is appropriate?
No, Ma'am, I don't think so.
Keep an eye on that man's behaviour.
As you wish, Ma'am.
It was like making love for the first time...
Until now, my relations with women were more about feelings, not love.
Well I don't know why we have to choose...
Me neither.
Javier... careful with Simoneta.
Simoneta, I'm sorry but it is our wedding night.
And we don't have to leave until tomorrow...
Oh, great. That gives us some time to be together.
Even to sleep a little...
Don't count on sleeping.
Alright.
Who are you?
That doesn't matter Mr. Murquía, or would you prefer I didn't call you so?
After all, you are not Diego Murquía.
What do you want?
You promised to give us something, a document stating your real identity,
and you haven't done so.
I don't have that document. What sense would that make?
That paper uncovered me.
Do not pretend. We know you have it because, without it,
you would lose certain rights at a given time.
And if that is true?
If your boss is who I think it is, all he wants is to avenge
an old argument.
However, you could have killed me by now, but you haven't.
- What are you doing? - Don't worry. It's not loaded...
He placed a bomb and kidnapped my wife
and now he's sent you, not because he wants to end my life,
but because he wants that document...
Give it to me...
And he doesn't want it to reveal the truth...
That revenge isn't enough.
You're making this very hard.
Which brings me to two conclusions:
your boss wants that document to destroy it because it is
the only thing that links me to my past and to his.
My other conclusion
is that you are not going to shoot me.
Give me the document and we can end this.
And now that I think about it,
there is a third conclusion,
I could shoot you.
I would also like to know where the newlyweds are.
Don't worry ladies and gentlemen...
It was just a firework test that we will enjoy tonight.
I'm going to see what happened.
That didn't sound like a firework.
Mateo... what happened? Are you okay?
No, no, I don't know... A shot was fired...
Where?
In your husband's office, Ma'am. And then somebody hit me.
- Who? - I don't know, it was all so fast.
The man that kidnapped you hit him.
Unfortunately, he got away.
- I'll call detective Ayala... - It's best you stay with me.
How do you know it was the man who kidnapped your wife?
He told me so.
And why did you shoot him?
He had me cornered, I thought he was going to shoot me
and I grabbed the gun I keep in my desk...
So the subject had you cornered...
but you had time to open the drawer,
pick up your gun and shoot him..
If this were the Wild West,
you would be a legend.
His weapon got stuck and, as you can understand,
I wasn't going to give him the chance to fix it.
Did you badly injure him?
In the ribs I think... He ran out.
And what did he want?
Money.
If he wanted money, why didn't he ask for a ransom for your wife?
I don't know...
We have to capture him.
I may be mistaken but I think
it would be the famous Ezequiel...
And we have to get him alive.
The dogs will be useful.
To trace him, we need something belonging to him.
He has left us something even better.
His blood.
Get the dogs.
Come on.
When Ezequiel left your office... did you see where he ran?
Outside.
With the amount of blood he lost, he cannot be far.
Do you know the hotel's surrounding areas?
Yes, I think so...
You could be of help, come with us...
Unless you have something to object Don Diego.
You can go with the officers.
You can come as well...
As long as you promise not to shoot at anybody.
I would prefer to stay here and make sure this doesn't affect the party.
Something like this could turn into a horrible scandal for the hotel,
and for the Alarcón family.
Let's go.
Alicia...
I'll stay with you.
I imagined you dancing a waltz in the hall.
I am sure you are an excellent dancer.
You came in the end...
I wanted to wish the newlyweds well.
They are leaving tomorrow morning. And besides, Father...
I'm sorry, I meant...
Yes, yes, I know what you meant, Sofía... I understand.
I am a priest, but I am also a man... don't forget that.
Father Grau, I'm glad to see you.
I came over to greet.
Here. Enjoy the party with us.
I would love to but I'm very busy. I have to visit
the Santalla hospice in two days and I have a lot to prepare.
Will you help me?
Of course.
I'll be there.
I'll see you then... Remember, the car will leave
from the church in the morning.
Darling.
Thank you.
He is an... admirable man.
Take it away.
Let nobody out.
- Don Diego? - I will join you in your search.
- I hope they catch that bastard. - He has to be in the forest,
but it's so dark. I don't know if...
It may be hard for him to get far.
Him and those looking for him.
Ayala thinks it would be a waste of time
to go into the forest at this time of night. As well as dangerous.
He has put off the search until tomorrow.
But if he escapes to Cantaloa...
They are watching the station and have warned the village.
No one will give him a car. Ezequiel is trapped.
And hurt.
If Ezequiel dies, he will take all of the information
about your kidnapping and about Diego with him.
Have you found anything?
No... let's let the officers do their job. We should rest.
It's been a long day.
Good night.
What do you want?
Just some tea. No, don't move, I'll do it.
Don't be like that...
You have no idea what it is like to see the person you love
in the arms of another person.
She really wants to be with you, Julio.
Well, she spends her nights with him.
Yes, and she made that sacrifice for you.
I never asked her to do that.
Julio, you may not see it now but... it's for the best.
The best? It would seem so to you...
I have always thought you disapproved us being together.
That is not true.
Besides, I don't care. This is not your story!
It's between Alicia and me...
and I don't care what you think!
Have you asked yourself what do I get out of this Julio?
Because I am sacrificing a lot too...
I would be better off in Madrid than here...
Well then, go! Go! What are you waiting for?
If I am here it is for Alicia and...
and for you.
And it's not fair that you treat me like this when I am only trying to help.
We don't need your help... neither of us do.
So leave us alone.
Don't move or I'll shoot.
Miss, you are going to help me out of here.
We will wait a while.
You walk in front and don't do anything that can cause attention.
We will go to the hall and you will order for a car to come.
That won't be necessary. I know how to do it.
An extraordinary woman. So much better...
When we are far away and I have seen a doctor,
you can leave, but if you try anything...
Alright, alright...
Just tell me one thing,
what do you know about Mr. Diego Murquía?
Open the door...
What are you doing here, Julio?
I brought you tea.
Thank you but I don't want it.
It's not about the tea. I want to talk to you.
- No, no is not a good time. - Please...
We will talk tomorrow.
The hall is not that way.
There are less people this way, trust me, I know the hotel well.
No, no, no... This way!
- Come on. - Why?
Why? Because I have the gun. That's why.
Don't move.