I'm so happy for you.
With your problem, you were doomed to be a spinster.
Prove Laura is mad.
- I won't. - I saw you kiss the priest.
Weren't you waiting for me? Who is it?
She was so affected by this tragedy, she went away for a few days.
How do you know Diego? Who is that woman?
Her name is Marta Santos,
the love of my life.
What?
You're under arrest for murder.
He finds evidence whenever he needs it.
That means two things:
either he is much sharper than we are,
or he is involved in questionable activities.
Everything will be fine.
He'll be dead tomorrow.
I loved you so much, Andrés.
How could I not cry?
You're alive?
It's Belén.
You're alive.
You too!
GRAND HOTEL
When I was waiting in the cell,
all I could think about was our time together.
But not the bad things.
Only in the good times.
I've never loved anyone as much as you, Belén.
What is wrong with you? You seem uneasy.
Funerals make me feel terrible.
But we didn't bury anyone.
You know that the coffin was full of stones.
Yes, but it reminded me of my aunt Angustias.
God rest her soul.
Do you believe in people rising from the dead?
I just saw one enter the kitchen of the Grand Hotel.
Belén?
You were right. The scent of money brought her back
from hell itself.
That would be too far.
Madam,
accept my condolences.
You understand I was doing my job.
No, I don't understand it.
And you can save your condolences.
Andrés Alarcón is still alive.
I faked his death in order to reveal
the true culprit.
You did what?
Mrs. Salinas informs me
that Belén Martín is back.
I'll have you arrested.
Did you not hear me? She's alive.
Andrés is not guilty. But since you are my superior,
you can benefit from my little ruse.
Inspector, detective, Hernando.
Mr. Alarcón, I'm glad to see we're in time to put things right.
Please come in.
Feeling all right, Madam?
No cough, headache,
- not even slight dyspepsia? - No.
Your state of health has been causing some concern.
It almost cost your husband his life.
I'm the first to regret putting his life at stake.
Thank God I was in time.
No,
you arrived just after the execution.
- Not one minute earlier. - I'm willing to assist you
in clearing this up.
That is enough.
You can explain yourself later.
We will take your statement tomorrow.
Mrs. Alarcón.
Sir.
Excuse me, Detective.
What is this all about?
It is rather difficult to explain.
I will soon have the details
about this unfortunate coincidence
that almost cost you your life.
Not to worry, Madam.
I will prove her involvement in this affair.
Me too, Madam.
I'm most grateful to both of you.
Better not tell Andrés just yet.
He is so naive, I doubt he would believe us without evidence.
Andrés is alive thanks to you
and I will never be able to thank you enough.
You have my complete cooperation, Detective.
That goes for you, too.
Ángela.
Everyone is talking about ghosts.
You knew, yet you deceived me.
You should have told me.
You lied to me
saying you would save his life, but you didn't lift a finger.
I had to fend for myself.
I tried to help you.
You fooled me so often,
it won't happen again.
Is that your only mistake?
Andrés is alive, no inheritance will save you now.
It is time we parted ways.
Do you think so?
Your crimes will bind us together forever.
You can take that away.
Leave the rest there.
Why does the Lord punish us with someone like you?
I thought your heart might have softened.
Though it seemed impossible, you surpassed yourself.
You wanted him dead out of pure interest.
What? I love your son, Madam.
You want his inheritance.
You are only in this for money, not love.
The terrible thing is that only he is capable of believing you.
I doubt that God created anyone as naive as my son.
No need to be so dramatic.
Believe me, my intentions are good. I've changed,
but you apparently haven't.
Make more of an effort.
I hope you're not both arguing.
It will be fine.
Trust me.
The notary is coming
about the will.
Seems there's more paperwork.
It's on everyone's lips.
Two people back from the dead on the same day.
At least he's alive.
This will become a macabre attraction.
The last thing we need.
- Hear the news? - We were talking about it.
We should tell Alicia.
- She'll be very relieved. - Of course.
When she finds out that he's actually alive...
I'll tell her when we speak.
What about if I call her?
- I'd love to. - Don't worry, I'll telephone her.
- Let me. - Did I not make myself clear?
Alicia is my wife, I'll deal with this.
Mysterious.
Are you hiding her from us?
Diego just fulfils his wife's wishes. Isn't that right?
- You planned to beat him up. - Not exactly.
But it's better than your method
of being so polite.
You can't give yourself away.
Then he'll know you're with his wife.
That won't help Alicia much.
We search his room, maybe we'll find a clue.
All right.
But if we're none the wiser,
we stop doing things your way and do them mine.
Your stepbrother's story is like something from a novel.
Maybe somebody should write it.
Would I be able to undertake such a task?
I don't know, Alfredo.
Although you are really the one
who is a more gifted writer.
What makes you say that?
I read your letter.
I know.
I don't wish to torment you with it.
I understand.
None of this must have been easy.
It's not what you think.
You know by now I don't have much imagination.
I could never write more than a few lines.
Imagine a whole novel.
It didn't mean anything.
I never loved him.
I just...
felt lost, confused.
It was all my fault.
But what I want to know
is if you will stay by my side.
Because I always pictured
spending the rest of our lives together.
Laura!
- Hello, dear. - Where were you?
- I took a walk-- - With Simoneta.
No, of course not.
- We waited. - I didn't want to bother you.
I wanted to introduce him.
You also said he was an old friend you hadn't seen for ages.
- Why all the fuss? - Because this is important.
We need to talk.
Dear Lord...
This isn't easy for me, but...
Mother!
My darling...
- Darling... - Just as well you're here.
Thanks for coming.
Hello, Javier.
Lovely to see you.
I had no idea you were coming, Doña Mercedes.
No, no, I just wanted to see how you both were.
After all that happened, I owed you a visit.
I didn't even make a reservation.
Don't worry. I'll arrange that.
One... two... three...
Not here, darling. Not here.
What? Is Alicia back?
No, I don't know where she is.
Diego said he'd call her.
She may have gone far away.
Yes, you're right.
Hurry, Diego will soon be here.
What am I looking for?
Anything that attracts your attention.
Her clothes are still in the wardrobe.
Is that not strange?
Alicia goes away
without taking a thing? She would have taken something.
I told you Diego lied.
- If you'd let me deal with it-- - You'd be locked up.
And we'd never find out.
We must tell Ayala. He'll know what to do.
Jesús.
Do you know anything about Mrs. Murquía?
Your daughter? I heard she went on a trip.
Jesús,
I'm terribly worried about her.
Particularly after what you told me.
I always suspected Diego, but I didn't think him capable of this.
Teresa...
I can't stop thinking that my daughter...
That man is a monster.
Alicia could be in danger.
Especially now that he doesn't need our surname.
I came to settle this matter and I will.
We'll do it together.
Don't worry.
I'm sure your daughter is fine.
- If that is all, Madam. - Thank you.
I want a word with Ayala.
He's on the interrogation.
It's urgent.
He's not to be disturbed.
Tomorrow he will have questioned her and he will be more relaxed and--
All right, it's not important.
I'll be back tomorrow.
Just as I said.
Come back tomorrow.
And then they say I don't command respect...
Come in.
Your meal and the cigarettes you requested.
Good.
- You may leave. - Yes, Sir.
You smoke?
- A recent habit. - Strange.
Smokers tend to start very young.
It's a bad habit, just like being indiscreet.
I apologise if I bothered you.
Well you did. Leave.
Yes, Sir.
Help me, please! Help!
No one can hear you.
You'll make yourself hoarse.
These aren't the best conditions to enjoy a good meal.
But you can change that.
Tell me his name and you'll be free.
Do you think that I can trust you... Adrián?
Who is it?
I will never tell you.
Never...
"Never"...
is a very long time.
Your determination will gradually weaken.
Do you know where Don Diego spent the night?
If he went to fetch his wife I must tell her
that Andrés is alive.
I don't know, Miss Maite. He didn't say.
Then I'll talk to his chauffeur.
No need, Miss.
Sir didn't ask for a car, I have the keys.
Maybe he went for a walk.
With recent events it's normal none of us can sleep.
- It that's all. - Thank you.
Yes, come in.
Smoke in the kitchens, Sir.
The boiler must be turned off.
We need heating and hot water. Cisneros?
It's his business.
I can't find him, Sir. That's why I came here.
Open the doors and windows to get the smoke out!
Get me some help!
May I help you, Miss?
Do you know where Espinosa is?
He can't be far away.
There's smoke in the kitchen!
No need to call anyone.
Why are you here? You better go.
Where were you, Cisneros? Turn off the stove!
Right away, Sir.
That would have been foolish.
Espinosa!
Yes, Sir.
Open the windows.
Where did you get the gun?
- You're insane! - It was to make him talk.
- Was it loaded? - Yes, it was.
What if it went off?
What if you shot him to death?
How would we find out where Alicia is?
It would mean the end for her.
Diego wasn't here last night.
He didn't take a car. I think he has her locked up.
- Julio! - Would you mind leaving me alone?
I can't kiss you...
but every time I offer you a cigarette it will be a kiss.
Every time you take one,
you return my kiss.
We will be kissing each other,
embracing one another.
And no one else will know,
just you and me.
Well...
Where's my gun?
All the cards are on the table.
The last time I saw it was yesterday.
- Are you listening? - What?
Good Lord, look for it at home!
Call the magistrate first.
We need a new autopsy of the body we thought was Belén Martín's.
Yes, Sir.
A pleasure, as always.
Where is Alicia?
She didn't go to the cemetery and Andrés is very important to her.
I never quite knew why.
Where is my daughter?
At a friends' house, I believe.
She was very upset and wanted some time to take it in.
I nearly forgot: she left this for you.
Why did you wait to give it to me?
I think she was right to go away and rest.
You should do the same.
Some rest would do you good.
Perhaps I will.
I should go and tell her Andrés is alive.
Where is she?
If only I knew...
You're not worried?
She's my wife and I trust her.
Women like Alicia are particularly sensitive
and very changeable.
I'm sure she will soon change her mind
and be delighted to find her brother alive.
Don't you think so?
Mother,
I'm going away for a few days.
Andrés' death has deeply upset me.
I hope you understand my sudden departure.
With all my love. Your daughter, Alicia.
Father.
Thank you for seeing me.
So, what can I do?
I believe you have heard the news.
You know about the young girl.
Yes, I know more than I'd like to.
I need help, she's with child.
She has been disowned.
I'm willing to help her,
but I thought maybe you--
How dare you ask for that?
You asked me for help and I gave it to you.
That's your duty, isn't it?
As a man of God.
Even if you don't honour...
that name.
I'm a man asking another for help.
You came to see me, armed.
I didn't judge you. I helped you with your wife.
I even consider you a friend. All I'm asking
is for you not to judge me. I'm asking for that woman
- and the poor child-- - All right.
All right.
God gave you a way with words.
A pity you use it for the wrong purpose.
Tell the poor wretch to come and see me.
- Thank you-- - Don't thank me.
Think about leaving this town.
We don't deserve a priest like you.
May I have a glass of water?
- Nervous? - I'm thirsty.
Hernando.
Let's begin with the last night before you disappeared.
In her statement, Mrs. Alarcón said you had argued.
Yes, it's true. At the hotel.
My husband was drunk.
I believe you and your husband no longer had a conjugal relationship.
Yes, that is also true.
That is why we argued.
He wanted me to leave the hotel.
Thank you.
What did you do?
What could I do?
I begged him.
I reminded him of the good times together.
But Andrés
wouldn't see reason.
He didn't want to listen to me.
So, I did the only thing I could:
I left the hotel.
How moving.
You're obviously the victim here.
Laugh if you want,
but that was it.
So, you left the hotel that very same night?
Yes,
but the train was the following day.
And I needed some money, too.
I went to Cantaloa to look for a workmate from the inn.
She always liked my ring, so I sold it to her.
It was enough money for the ticket and to start
a new life.
I caught the train to Santander
with the idea of never returning.
You were there all the time?
Yes, I was,
but my idea was to go to France,
to Bordeaux, and start a new life.
Far away.
You wouldn't happen to have the ticket receipt?
No, I don't have it.
- Oh, how unfortunate. - Why did you come back?
A paperboy was calling out the news at the station.
When I went to buy a copy, I couldn't believe...
the front page.
He was going to be executed!
Instead of a train to Bordeaux,
I came back to Cantaloa.
Did you not think to go to the authorities
or use the telephone?
I spent a whole day travelling, Sir.
I thought I'd be in time.
Well, you were wrong.
That's enough, Ayala!
I believe you.
You believe her?
Don't you?
Listen, Ayala,
if you have any evidence to detain her,
this is the time to say it.
- You may go, Madam. - Thank you.
Come in.
You asked to see me. Any news?
Alicia seems to be all right. I received this, it's her writing.
You don't seem pleased.
Good Lord, no. I'm delighted, Teresa.
I told you Alicia would be fine.
I can't bear having that swine nearby.
We must do something.
Soon, Teresa.
Very soon.
I have to go, Madam.
Adrián didn't do as expected: his wife is alive.
No, but he can kill her without realising it
and then have to pay for it.
Listen carefully,
you must send me something.
Open it.
It belonged to someone who I adored.
It belonged to her, didn't it? To Marta?
I didn't force her to love me.
She gave me her heart and soul,
only to be unfaithful to me with another man.
I'm like her.
Is that what you mean?
No...
You're the love of my life. Do you know how I know?
You, I couldn't kill.
I wasn't able to kill you.
You shouldn't chain-smoke.
It's all I have left.
No one will believe I'm gone.
They'll look for me.
- I bet they are already. - I doubt it.
Your letter will put them at ease. One day, Alicia,
you will love me as much as him.
This will all be
just a memory.
I will forgive you
and you will begin to love me
like you have never loved anyone.
I'll never love anyone like him.
So, you won't tell me who the blaggard is.
- What are you going to do? - Me?
I'm not going to do anything...
Maite will do it all for me.
She knows who he is.
If she finds out where you are, she'll tell him.
And he'll come here to free his loved one.
I'll kill him with my bare hands.
No... Diego!
No, Diego! I'm begging you not to do it!
Please don't do it!
You wanted to see me?
Please take a seat.
We're both very worried about Alicia.
That's enough, Diego.
Where is she?
- What if I don't know? - Of course you do.
You've locked her up.
The very idea!
But you're partly right.
I think she's her own prisoner.
Meaning?
She may have the key to come back, but doesn't want to.
Just tell me where she is.
I said I don't know.
But don't worry, she's all right.
According to her letters, she has wonderful views of the sea.
- Letters? - The ones she sends me.
Unfortunately, no address or postmark.
A real mystery.
What are you playing at?
"Playing"?
If Alicia were to tell me the secret that is tormenting her,
she'd feel free to return. You can help.
You could help me.
Perhaps you know the answer.
There is no secret, Diego.
You'll pay for this.
For your sake, she better not be in a grave.
Maybe both those things are right:
she's underground...
and she has sea views.
She can't be far away.
Maite,
- I found you at last. - What is it?
I know you're worried. A letter from Alicia.
It says she's fine, but needs time to think.
- A letter? - It's definitely her writing.
This proves nothing.
I bet Diego handed it to you.
Besides,
- you both had a row-- - I don't think that you...
I know it's none of my business, it's not important right now.
Given the circumstances, don't you think this bit is unusual?
"With all my love. Your daughter, Alicia."
It's a cry for help.
It must be.
You're right.
I trust her stubbornness more than his words.
Maybe she isn't as well as she says
and Diego forced her to write it.
He's locked her up not far from here.
Not far from here?
He wasn't at the hotel for two nights. We spoke this morning.
It was like he was challenging me.
He says that Alicia is fine.
Apparently, she has sea views... but she's underground.
I don't like this riddle at all, Doña Teresa.
I know where.
I know where he has her.
The hotel is built on top of tunnels used by smugglers.
Alicia found a way in when she was little.
She used to hide there.
How do you get there?
The entrance is on the cliff face. Let's go.
Wait, Diego could see us. We must do it properly.
Alicia's life could be at risk.
Yes, you're right. What was I thinking of?
I tried to make you act sensibly, and look at me.
Well, it obviously worked.
We have an advantage.
Diego goes down there at night.
We'll wait all night.
When he leaves, I'll go down and rescue her.
Are you new here?
I'm María, Madam.
I can never thank you enough for what you did for me.
See you've met the new maid.
Why is she so grateful to us?
Just a moment.
Remember, we have a Christian duty to help
- the needy. - Alfredo.
It's the villager that Grau got pregnant.
- He came to see me. - Incredible.
Sorry not to have mentioned it.
Even though Father Grau didn't keep his vows,
he did a lot for this community.
He helped us, we owe him this.
Obviously I...
demanded that he left the town.
The further, the better.
Doña Mercedes?
Lithium salts...
It's Javier Alarcón, Doctor.
No, no. I know you won't talk to my wife.
I'm calling you because...
she was recommended lithium salts.
What are they used for?
For mental disorders?
Fine, fine. That's fine.
No, why would I be pleased about it?
Of course, of course.
Thank you very much, Doctor.
If I can prove those salts are hers--
- I don't have time now. - What about the priest?
- Lower your voice. - Why?
That woman...
Alfredo hired that maid to help Father Grau.
Everyone is talking about her... and Father Grau.
What?
Not her as well?
Don't stare at her like that.
Grau got her pregnant.
That priest is phenomenal.
Nothing under here.
Nothing here. A young ingénue here.
- A disenchanted wife-- - Stop it now!
Very well.
You want to prove that Laura is mad?
Prevent her from taking the medication.
If the salts work, you can forget it.
But how? How can I do that?
I don't know.
But perhaps there is a way.
The first will I've ever read with the deceased present.
I can't say I'm sorry about that.
I will need your signature to cancel
the document, and that of your mother's.
No, I wish to leave things as they are.
Excuse me?
I want Mother to inherit it all.
What do you mean?
Well...
this is not common practice, but you can make her a donation.
I'll have to draw up the deeds and another notarial record.
- I won't allow this. - You deserve it more than I do.
I thought about it, it's not fair.
You deserve to enjoy what is rightly yours.
I'll never be a lady.
Despite the uniform, you always were one.
I need you to do this for me, Mother.
- But, son-- - No, I don't want you to work here.
I want you see you relaxing in one of these rooms.
It's over.
No more cleaning other's dirt, preparing meals.
No more ironing and serving others.
The time has come for them to serve you.
Son...
He convinced her to stop working.
At this rate, there won't be any rooms left!
I need to talk to you.
Too late.
I know why you're here. I do and so does everyone else.
I wanted you to be the first to know.
I made up my mind.
- Listen-- - No, I'm sorry, Doña Teresa.
I'll use the money to give my mother a better life.
You're mistaken.
That money is thanks to me.
I agreed to give you our surname.
You're like an ungrateful child.
No, Madam.
I'm extremely grateful, but to my mother.
Perhaps she should have been where you are now.
- How dare you-- - She gave her life to this hotel.
It's time she enjoyed it...
and I got the respect I deserve.