Your wife is unfaithful.
The question is: who is her lover?
Prove Laura is mad.
- I won't. - I saw you kiss the priest.
Adrián Vera Celande, wanted as the main suspect
for the murder of his wife, Marta Santos.
Diego is Adrián Vera Celande.
Now I'm closer, Adrián. But where?
A notification to give evidence.
Evidence?
As a suspect in the murder of Celia Velledur.
What?
You're under arrest for murder.
She disappeared shortly after talking to you.
Are you saying the body is that girl's, not Belén's?
It is more than a mere possibility.
Think about what you'll tell the judge.
I promise to do everything in my power
to save his life.
Sign a confession.
If Andrés dies, I will publish it.
GRAND HOTEL
You were right.
She's mad, she went wild.
That's my life. One scene after another.
Now she wants children. A child with that madwoman?
I swear that I did all I could.
Don't be surprised if she's waiting in a negligee.
Now what can I do?
You know that I'm weak.
She goes wild in the bedroom too.
Look...
I know a psychiatrist.
He treated me after the explosion.
Your marriage will be annulled if you prove that she is mad.
But we have to make sure that he examines her.
Thank you, Sofía. I knew I could count on you.
Eccentric? No, no.
She's mad, doctor.
Absolutely mad as a hatter.
- What exactly do you base that on? - Well, to begin with,
she's insanely jealous.
She gets completely hysterical.
So, your wife doesn't like to see you with other women?
Makes it sound normal, but she's obsessive.
She wants me to work.
She doesn't like seeing you with women
and wants you to make a living.
No, I'm not explaining myself properly.
Laura, my wife... my wife...
talks to Simoneta.
- Simoneta? - A doll her father gave her.
A doll that her father gave her as a child...
- Intriguing. - No, frightening.
She treats it like a baby.
She takes it for walks. And now she wants a baby.
Well, quite possibly...
that would solve the doll problem.
You're saying I should have a child with her?
Is that so unusual?
Not when you put it that way, but...
Excuse me for being frank,
but have you thought of having therapy?
Are you calling me crazy?
You must admit that your behaviour is rather eccentric.
It's all her fault!
I'll be fine when I get rid of her.
I need to prove that she's mad. That's why I need you.
Do you understand?
Mateo. Excuse me.
Who is my husband talking to?
The psychiatrist who treated Doña Sofía after the explosion.
- A psychiatrist? - That's right.
Are you all right?
Yes, I'm perfectly fine.
Father.
I hope you will join us for some tea.
- Do take a seat. - How could I refuse?
Doña Sofía.
What brings you to the hotel?
Church matters?
What other matters would concern a priest?
If the parishioners won't come,
the Lord's messenger must visit them.
How lovely to see you so devoted.
I really mean it.
We must stop meeting.
They both know that you have a lover.
Grau is such a pleasant man.
Seems like a good person.
Shame the lady parishioners don't feel the same.
They do say that your dear priest has a lover.
I heard a group of women talking about it at church.
Don't listen to rumours.
No smoke without fire.
He would never do that.
How can you be so sure?
Because I trust him.
Come in.
Some food for you, Madam.
You may leave.
Allow me.
- I'll do that. - I insist.
I said that...
May I? Let me see...
Yes...
There we are.
All right...
That should do it.
It looks like a deep cut.
Let me see the wound.
This will need stitches, Madam.
If it's necessary, call a doctor.
No need.
I know that it hurts.
No need to be brave.
I had three children, Jesús.
I apologise for shouting at you.
Today has been hard.
Lately, every day seems to be.
You know how to sew.
I haven't met many maître d' as handy with a needle.
I learnt to sew in the army.
The army?
Where?
At the military academy.
Where?
In Valladolid.
We were taught some nursing there.
Why did you leave the army?
Why are you a maître d'...
and not a colonel?
Because otherwise,
maybe we would never have met each other.
Ángela, you should rest.
I'll deal with it all.
Thank you, Miss, but I won't rest if I don't see to it.
Don't you worry about me.
Very well.
Doña Ángela...
I'm so very sorry.
I wish I'd been with him right to the end...
I know.
- I have to dress him now. - Of course.
Ángela.
- Here you are. - You shouldn't have bothered, Miss.
Let me help you.
It isn't the first time that I've dressed a dead son.
You may leave.
Arrange the funeral, the mass, the obituary...
- So much to do. - Of course.
Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with you. Blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God.
Pray for us sinners
now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
As you can see, I did what you asked.
Now I want that confession.
You won't even wait until they bury my son.
Holy Mary, Mother of God.
Pray for us sinners
now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Here it is.
You may leave now.
Holy Mary, Mother of God.
Pray for us sinners
- now and at the hour-- - Go.
...of our death. Amen.
The obituary will be tomorrow.
Thank you.
Please accept my condolences.
Julio.
Julio!
Why this now?
- I need you. - So do I, but I can't have you.
We've discussed this a thousand times.
Do you think I like this?
That is not the problem.
- What is it, then? - You don't put an end to it.
Andrés is dead.
Life is too short, Alicia.
Live it to the full.
What can I do?
Nothing.
Julio.
Alicia.
I need...
I was looking for you.
Where were you?
You look better. How do you feel?
Truth be told, I slept a lot. Perhaps too much.
This is for you, Madam.
Thank you, Jesús.
I need to see you now in our room. Julio.
Excuse me, I have some pressing matters.
Is that how a wife says goodbye to her husband?
Weren't you waiting for me?
Perhaps we can wait for your lover.
What do you mean?
It's just the way I thought.
You've been denying it for some time,
while laughing at me on the inside.
It this the place?
This is where your father met his whores.
You're contemptible, Diego.
Do you think so?
I think your father was contemptible, just like you.
No...
Go on, I dare you to deny it.
We both know
that you were waiting for him. He might come through that door.
Who is it?
Who are you waiting for?
Who is it?
No.
Tell me who it is.
I won't tell you again.
What will you do if I don't...
Adrián?
Will you kill me?
Like you killed your first wife Marta?
Is that what you plan to do?
Alicia is not to blame.
- Did she tell you? - There was no need.
You shouldn't take it out on her.
I've heard that before.
- Maybe it's true. - I can't stand it!
- It's driving me mad. - What about her?
- Think I don't know? - Don't start.
You always defend Alicia.
- Always there for her. -Please--
Just leave me alone!
I'm sorry.
Come in.
What is it?
I heard you talking.
It comforts me.
Of course.
You're needed downstairs.
I arranged everything, but you must sign.
Don't worry, I'll stay here with him.
Thank you, son.
They wouldn't let me go in.
It's too late now, but I wanted you to know.
I would have been with you until the end,
but they wouldn't let me in.
I still can't believe that you're dead.
What will I do without you?
My brother...
I don't laugh with anyone as much as I did with you.
I loved you so much.
So much.
He's crying...
How could I not cry?
It's the nicest thing anyone ever said to me.
You're... you're alive!
Don't blame me.
It was Ayala's idea.
Why didn't you say? Do you know what I went through?
I couldn't tell you.
Ayala said that the less people knew, the better.
Can you do me a favour?
Of course, what?
I haven't eaten for ages, I'm famished.
- Some fried eggs? - Yes.
I'll be right back.
- That was quick-- - Act dead!
- Lady... - Mr. Molins.
I'm so pleased to find you here.
I wanted to give you my condolences
for what happened to your friend Andrés.
A misfortune for everyone.
Such a good lad, so honest.
You know something?
I never ever heard him tell a single lie.
Mr. Olmedo, I don't quite know what to say...
Ayala...
Many, many thanks, Ayala.
Why so happy? They executed your friend.
Stop it, Hernando. Judging by his reaction,
- he knows about our charade. - How did you do it?
You know I never believed Mr. Alarcón was guilty.
The thought of his execution was too much to bear,
but a little white lie was not.
Hernando.
Empty those pockets, it's for a good cause.
All right, put on the hood.
Mr. Alarcón has been told and knows when to pretend.
Turn the handle of the garrotte,
stop on the second go or he will die.
- Understood. - Two turns and stop.
All right. Do you think I'm a fool?
Of course not.
I'm very fond of you, my friend.
Two turns.
Fortunately, Hernando can be trusted and did as he was told.
On the second turn.
You know the rest.
You're incredible.
Now, now. I merely brought him back to life.
Your job is at stake.
I will prove that Bazán is behind all this
and Belén will come back from the dead.
Now where are you going?
To tell Alicia.
But just her, all right?
Just her!
- Have you seen Alicia? - No.
Andrés is alive.
Ayala faked it so Belén could claim her inheritance.
I must tell Alicia.
The funeral procession leaves in a few hours...
we'll have time to tell her.
This is absurd.
What do you expect? To find them naked?
This is a church, not a boarding house!
Don't cry. Try and calm down.
How can I calm down?
I love you, Father.
I love you and you said it was mutual.
And it's true.
- You wouldn't have told anyone? - No.
But they'll eventually know.
I'm almost four months gone.
Everything will be all right.
Will you not help me?
You're the father.
I won't abandon you.
You are right.
Who would have thought that Grau was a...
degenerate?
But you were wrong about Sofía.
What hurts most is you made me doubt her.
Please forgive me, son.
It's not me you should apologise to.
Yes?
Sofía? It's me, Elisa.
I know you're there.
I wish to talk to you. It's important.
Sofía?
Sorry to be a nuisance.
A nuisance?
You are never a nuisance, Doña Elisa.
What is it?
I suppose you are missing a letter. I have it.
I was looking for my fan and found it on the floor.
I'm ashamed to admit that I read it,
thinking the man you addressed was your lover.
- We thought that-- - "We"?
Alfredo and myself.
I wouldn't hide details like that from him.
What sort of mother would I be?
I was convinced it was Father Grau.
Alfredo, as usual,
was determined to defend you, poor lovesick devil that he is.
Who could have imagined he was right?
I'm sorry for doubting you,
but what the letter said
and gossip in town, clouded my judgment.
And why deny we're not fond of each other?
Village gossip was never a reliable source.
I never heard any that was true.
This must be the first, then.
I saw him with another woman.
The priest has got her pregnant.
That is impossible.
Ask Alfredo.
He heard the conversation with the poor wretch too.
Anyway, if I'm here it is to talk about your doubts.
I know from experience
that marriage is no bed of roses, but you still have time
to fix things with Alfredo.
Marriage is a sacred thing
blessed by God and a beautiful son.
And that is much stronger than carnal desire.
I...
appreciate your apologies
and will bear in mind what you said.
Now I wish to be alone.
Very well. As you wish, dear.
So, this is the military academy in Valladolid?
There is no record of Jesús Manzano Cisneros?
Could you please check again?
Yes, I'll hold.
Yes, what is it?
There must have been some mistake.
Thank you very much.
I was looking for you, Jesús.
Is it urgent?
Not really.
I need you to make an inventory in the stockroom.
I have a dinner party and don't want to run short.
Is your hand better?
Yes, thank you.
I'll get two waiters to do it.
I'd rather you did it. I don't want mistakes.
But I have other business.
None this important.
As you wish.
I'll find it hard to pretend.
Just imagine he's dead.
What about Alicia?
Any minute now.
My sincere condolences, Ángela.
I won't be able to join you at the cemetery.
Thank you for being so thoughtful.
Why isn't Alicia here?
She also apologises. She was so affected by this tragedy,
she went away for a few days. I took her to the station.
- She didn't tell me. - Nothing personal.
His death has been a hard blow for her.
I must go, I have work to do.
If you need a few days off, just say so.
Thank you, Sir.
Who are you?
I saw the photos. Who is that woman?
Put down the gun.
Jesús Manzano Cisneros
was never in a military academy.
From the way you acted, I'd swear you're a doctor.
- Listen, Teresa. - Don't speak to me like that.
You've done nothing but lie since you arrived here.
That's why you saved me.
A doctor can't let someone die.
You're wrong. Teresa...
Don't dare lie again.
Is this not you?
You lived like a gentleman.
Tell me you're not here because of him.
How do you know Diego?
And who is that woman?
You're right.
About everything.
I'm not a servant, I never have been.
I spent my whole life devoted to medicine
and taking revenge on Diego Murquía.
The woman in this photograph is
Marta Santos.
She was the love of my life
and Diego's wife.
But...
Diego is married to my daughter.
I'm talking about who Diego used to be, who he really is:
Adrián Vera Celande.
Take a good look.
See what he's wearing?
This was his wedding day.
But now, Marta is dead.
He killed her in cold blood.
He managed to vanish
and start a new life as someone else.
As the Diego Murquía you know.
He fooled all of you.
Now I intend to make him pay the price.
My name is Samuel Arriaga,
and now you know why I came to the Grand Hotel...
and you can help me.
I know you hate Diego as much as I do.
Together, we can get rid of him forever.
Soon you'll be able to rest in peace, Marta.
Very soon.
- Doña Teresa's room, I have to-- - Don't worry, I'll take it.
Good morning, Doña Ángela.
For some, Don Jesús.
Come in.
- Teresa... - I can't stop thinking about that swine.
I shouldn't have told you,
but I didn't want to be your enemy.
It's all my fault.
My husband always suspected Diego was untrustworthy, dishonest.
I didn't see it.
I let him in and now--
You'll get rid of him once and for all.
We can do it together.
Remember, you're not alone.
Why are you smiling?
I don't have to pretend to be someone I'm not.
That makes me happy.
Alicia would never miss his funeral.
Of course not.
All that swine has done is lie.
- Where are you going? - To get the truth.
- Even if I have to kill him. - Is that how you help?
Getting arrested for murder?
Let me deal with it.
Where is that going?
Next to the dresser.
I'll help Rosa clean the silver.
You haven't eaten, fancy broth?
Thank you. I'll wait till dinner.
What were you thinking of, girl?
I came straight away.
I wanted to call...
Andrés is dead, Ma'am.
And I'm too late.
My God...
I got here too late.
Mother, what is it?
It's Belén. She's alive.
- What? - I just touched her like this.
She's alive?
She's alive!
There, there.
How could you not have heard?
I wanted to run away, forget everything,
then I read that Andrés was to be executed.
I found out everything that had happened.
- I swear that-- - Belén!
- Andrés... - Dear Lord...
My God...
I thought that I'd never seen you again.
You're alive!
You're alive.
You too!