I don't think he'll make it. -Accidents happen.
It'd be terrible if anything happened to me or the baby.
That baby won't protect you forever.
It suits neither of us to involve Alfredo in the business.
He'll first have to come out of prison, my dear.
And inspector Ayala? -I've taken care of him as well.
They're demoting me to the rank of agent.
Is it good or not? -Suspiciously good for such a price.
Contraband.
Opium.
That will be 12,000 pesetas, half up front.
Andrés is awake.
I discovered that it wasn't an accident. Someone sabotaged the lamp.
There must be an explanation. -Yes, someone tried to kill you.
Whoever it is tried again. He was hiding in room 22.
Grand Hotel
These rooms are above those of the consul. They were closed for security.
Sure, last night it was closed, until the would-be assassin came here to hide.
That's why it's open now. -And the key?
I checked. It's at the reception. -He must have used a master key.
It's a regular key, with a golden cord. -Who has such a master key?
My mother, Diego... -Your family.
Doña Ángela, the new maître, I suppose, the floor managers.
I don't know if anyone else does.
It could have been any of them. -Or someone robbed their key.
There's just been a theft at the hotel. If we say someone entered this room...
Ayala may come and look for fingerprints.
I can spread a rumour among the staff, but how will you let everyone know?
I only have to tell the most indiscreet person at the hotel.
Of course, no one will hear it from me. -I hadn't expected otherwise, Lady.
Isn't science amazing? So our fingers leave marks, just like those of animals?
I hope it will help us find your necklace. -It can't be soon enough.
It's one of the few good memories my husband left me.
Don't worry, Lady.
Good day, Sofía.
How are you today, Sofía? I see your belly is growing day by day.
I doubt that's more interesting than traveling across Europe, my dear.
Doña Sofía, you should read this.
What's the matter? Something bad?
They're releasing Alfredo. This same day.
Mother, whatever you did, I'm grateful to you.
Temper your enthusiasm, we're in public.
And when will Alfredo come back? -This afternoon.
Mother, I hope you'll keep your promise.
Of course, but now you should worry about what's most important: the baby.
They told me you're a discreet midwife who will do anything if the pay is right.
And I've heard about your generosity. -I can tell we'll get along.
It concerns one of the maids, Belén Martín.
She doesn't want the baby and will entrust it to me. Understood?
Yes, madam. I'll bring the baby to you and say it died during delivery.
This is much more than I usually ask. -Do I look like I would make a mistake?
Once she's given birth and you have brought me the baby, leave her to die.
Excuse me?
Just let her bleed, so it looks like a natural death.
You'll get twice this amount if you follow my orders.
Any question or scruple? -No, madam. Thank you.
Marquise de Vergara, please.
Marquise, how are you? This is Diego de Murquía.
You helped me once, and I want to return the favour.
It concerns your daughter-in-law. I think Sofía's pregnancy is a sham.
I urge you to come as soon as you can.
It won't be long, Sofía. Try to win time, whatever Alfredo asks.
As soon as he sees the baby, he'll forget everything.
Above all, keep him from touching you.
Good day, don Alfredo. Welcome back. How was your trip to Italy?
Excellent, thank you.
Alfredo.
Sofía.
You look wonderful.
Julio, calm down. You'll break something.
I don't get it. That man killed my sister and now he's free.
And only because he's rich, a marquis.
Breaking things won't solve anything. -No, of course not.
Julio, what are you going to do? Don't do anything stupid.
Señorita Alicia.
What are you doing here? Come, you ought to be resting.
No, don't worry about me. Worry about Julio, and about don Alfredo.
Come in.
Good day.
Do you have children?
No, sir.
I'm about to have one. I can already imagine the baby.
Its eyes, its tiny hands.
I don't think anything in life is more important than this.
Becoming a father.
Alfredo.
Alicia. I'm glad to see you.
I just heard you'd come back from your trip.
I'll see you this evening.
Of course.
I'm sorry, Julio, but for a moment I thought you were going to harm him.
It must torment you to see him here, in freedom.
It's not right that they let him go. My sister is dead and he's here.
And I'll have to see him every day.
He's my sister's husband and the father of her child.
It's not easy for me either.
I thought about it for a second, Alicia.
To avenge my sister. -No, you're not a murderer.
What are you doing here? -And you?
A waiter in a room that's not occupied? -I was told to move the furniture.
Did you come to clean? -I'm a maid, cleaning is my work.
Belén, you're about to give birth.
Tell doña Ángela. We're understaffed, and I am to clean this room thoroughly.
And that's what I'm going to do.
So leave me alone, as it'll take a while. -Who ordered you to?
They left a note in the linen room.
Why are you asking, Julio?
They made you waste time, because you can't clean until I'm finished here.
So come back in a little while.
She has nothing to do with it.
They left her a note. -She still has a master key.
Probably from when she was floor manager.
Why would she hurt Andrés? He's her husband.
I don't know, but I'm going to find out.
Are you feeling alright? -Excellent, madam.
You don't look like it. -I'm carrying quite some ballast.
So I don't have to call the midwife yet? -No, madam.
This is a police raid. No one leaves.
To what do I owe these frequent visits of the police?
To the surprising quality of your rum. It's too good for its price.
Ayala.
You accuse me of selling rum at a good price?
If that's a crime, arrest me for being an honest taverner.
Sebastián, selling smuggled rum is a crime.
Oh, you've come for the rum? You'll have to come back, as I just finished it.
Show us your storeroom.
You see, all empty.
Check for yourself.
Gentlemen.
Such bad luck, searching the place just when there's no rum left.
I think we've been lucky. What does it signify that the tavern is out of rum?
That the people of Cantaloa are rather serious drinkers.
That there will soon be a new delivery, so we can catch the smugglers as well.
And where will they unload it? -Usually where there's a border.
But there is no border here, Agent. -The sea, sir, the sea is our border.
Let's go. -If we wait, we can catch all of them.
If we wait, they may all get away. Come.
The gun.
With all respect, sir, I think this is a disastrous idea.
It's an order.
And you go first.
Let's go.
How do I know this is opium? -Don't you trust me?
I'm starting to get fed up... -This is the police.
Leave the goods and stay where you are.
It will be better...
Run, run.
I hope this will be sufficient. -It's more than enough.
You've kept your word. Allow me to show you my gratitude.
You've paid me. You owe me nothing. -If I did, it wouldn't be gratitude.
I want to share the pleasure of opium with you. Are you going to offend me?
Lie down. -I've never smoked opium before.
Talking about opium like that is like describing Venus...
as two tits and a vagina. Lie down.
Surrender yourself, and for a moment you'll feel...
as if the whole world is in harmony, like the most perfect melody.
Paracelsus called it 'the stone of eternity'. We'll briefly be immortal.
Thank you, Father. I just wanted to let you know I've come back from my trip.
Yes, I'll see Mother this afternoon.
I'll talk to you soon.
Is your mother coming to the hotel? -She doesn't want to miss the delivery.
She'll arrive on the next train. Don't you think it's wonderful?
Absolutely.
She's coming for the delivery. That's what Alfredo told me.
She suspects something. -Don't upset yourself, it won't help.
We must keep her away from you and from putting our secret in peril.
What can we do? She won't leave my side.
Belén is already having contractions. She may give birth within hours.
We have to keep the marquise away from you, whatever it takes. Come in.
What can I do for you, doña Teresa?
The Marquise de Vergara will arrive in Cantaloa at five.
Send the chauffeur to the station. -Yes, madam.
Let him pick her up and pretend to have a mechanical breakdown.
The marquise should arrive at the hotel as late as possible.
As you wish, madam.
What did you take from doña Teresa's room? Are you on your way to Ayala?
Let go of me, Julio. Let go.
Why do you have a master key? What's going on, Belén?
Let go of me.
Do you have something to do with what happened to Andrés?
What's the matter?
Belén, don't try to fool me. -The baby.
It's coming.
Come, don't worry, it's alright. Don't worry, come.
Quick, she's about to give birth. Call the midwife. Hurry up.
I can't take it anymore. -Come, we're almost there.
Everyone get out, except for her. -Sir, she's about to give birth.
Everyone get out, I said. -Don't leave me alone.
Come on, let's go. And don't let anyone come in.
You can't do this to me, Diego.
Give me the letter. -What?
You heard me. If you want the midwife to deliver your baby, give me the letter.
I don't have it. I don't have it, I swear.
Garrido saw you with it, so I know you do.
Have some compassion. It's your child.
Don Diego told us not to let anyone in.
I could take it from you, but you will give it to me.
Diego, whatever you do...
Belén, if you want to give birth to your child...
All yours. -Bring some cloths and warm water.
If you're not satisfied, we'll give you room 50.
Belén is in labour, madam. And I have the letter.
Finally some good news. -What will happen to Belén's baby?
That's my concern.
Clear all the hallways and stairs that lead to the service area.
Ángela, you know Sofía's problem. -Yes, madam, but I've been discreet.
Bring towels and whatever else to her room. The baby is almost due.
Everyone must think it's her child. -As you wish, madam.
Sofía, the moment has come. -What moment?
Your child. Belén is in labour.
Alfredo. -Don't worry, I'll distract him.
And the marquise won't arrive till later.
What's the matter? -The marquise. She came by car.
Detain the marquise as best you can. -Yes, madam.
Doña Teresa, is it true that Sofía is in labour?
Yes, Alfredo, she's in good hands. But a delivery can take a long time...
and men are always in the way, so you'd better wait in the lounge.
You're right, doña Teresa, it's better to keep calm. Thank you.
Marquise, what shall we do with your baggage?
Where's my son? -Wait in his office and I'll call him.
How cute. You really think you can detain me?
Marquise, please... -Enough.
Mother, you're just in time. Sofía is in labour.
I'm sorry, but that's impossible. Sofía isn't pregnant. She deceived you.
What are you saying, Mother? I touched her belly myself.
With her clothes on, right? Did you feel the baby move?
Let's go to her room. -She's in labour. It's not the right time.
Not for her, that's for sure.
A boy or a girl? -A boy.
Can I see him? -Of course not. It's not your child.
Where is she?
I'm sorry, but you can't go in. -I won't let a servant detain me.
Tell everyone the mother and baby died in childbirth.
Doña Elisa. -Where is your belly, my dear?
What are you going to do to me? -I'm sorry.
Andrés, haven't you heard? -What?
Belén is in labour. She's in the linen room.
For the love of God.
Doña Teresa doesn't want anyone in this area.
I'm about to be a father.
Darling, what's the matter?
Alfredo, I... -We just went to wash the baby.
Here's your child, my dear. It's a boy.
What happened? Why are you alone? -Help me, please. I'm in so much pain.
Belén, I feel something moving. It's coming.
That can't be. It's impossible.
Push.
You were right, señor Bakthiari. I feel so peaceful.
As if nothing bad could happen.
Why do you look so dismayed? Don't you like being a grandmother?
There it is, there it is. -That can't be.
Look, Belén, here's our child.
That can't be.
I'm dying, Andrés. -No, I'm going to look for a doctor.
No, you have to hide the baby. -What are you saying? Why?
Everyone should think he died, otherwise they'll take him away.
I'll be right back. -Andrés, do as I told you. Do it.
Now Daddy is going to find a doctor for Mommy.
And you're going to stay here, very quietly.
Where are you running off to? -Mother, I need a doctor.
What happened? -Belén gave birth.
She as well? Did something happen to the baby?
She lost it. But she's losing blood, and I need a doctor.
The only doctor at the hotel is the one who came to see doña Sofía's baby.
Isn't 3 kilos little for a boy? -The main thing is that he's healthy.
He doesn't clamp down well. He hardly drank at all.
Shouldn't you examine the mother as well, doctor?
I have no objection. -It's not necessary. I feel fine.
Indeed, as if you hadn't given birth. -Mother, please.
The Alarcóns have always been of sound health. Or not, doctor?
Let's hope the child has inherited it.
Andrés, will you stop knocking?
What's the matter? -I'm sorry, doña Teresa.
My wife has just lost the baby and is bleeding to death.
I beg you, please let the doctor look at her.
Sweetheart, the doctor is here. Everything will be fine.
If you'll allow me.
Whoever did this doesn't merit to be called a midwife, but a butcher.
And your child?
It was born dead. -And what did you do with it?
The midwife must have taken it.
If you would leave me alone. -Yes, of course. Don't worry.
No one tells me where to go in my own hotel.
I don't want anything to happen to her. She's everything to me.
During all those months I was ill I only remember dreaming of her.
Doctor. -She's fine and will recover.
You see? Belén is strong. -Thank you, doctor.
She's very weak. For the next few days she should be given meat, eggs, broth.
To replenish her blood. -She won't lack anything.
Thank you, doña Teresa. Can I see her?
Of course. -Thank you.
I was looking for you. -I'm waiting to talk to your mother.
She's with Sofía. My sister just gave birth.
Go ahead. I have to tell my brother.
What's the matter?
I followed Belén to the woods. She had the letter.
The same one they killed my sister for.
Did you get it? -Diego beat me to it.
What does Diego have to do with what happened to Andrés?
You wrongly accused him before. -I'm not accusing him of anything.
I'm only saying he has the letter, which may be the key to everything.
I believe he keeps it in his jacket.
This letter may tell us who wants to kill Andrés.
Would you like to hold it? -I think you got yourself dirty.
Don't worry about it.
You'd better take off your jacket.
I'll have it cleaned. -Leave it, I'll do it later.
What's the matter? -Why didn't you want to hold the baby?
I don't know.
You'd better get used to it. Hopefully we'll soon have one too.
Didn't you go look for your brother? He's taking so long.
Yes, but I couldn't find him. I'll try again later.
Do you have the letter? -No.
Did you try to take it? -Of course, though I didn't have to.
So thanks for your trust. But it wasn't in Diego's jacket.
Are you sure he has it? -Yes. It must be in his...in your room.
Javier?
-One moment.
Señor Bakthiari.
Señor Bakthiari?
Javier, is everything alright? -Yes, I'll be there in a second.
Alicia, what's the matter? -Sofía just gave birth to a boy.
Everyone is waiting for you. -Let me finish getting dressed.
What happened, Javier? Your room's a mess.
I was taking a nap. -Shall I send up a maid?
No, I'll soon go back to bed again. I'll see you shortly, Alicia.
'Monsieur Bakthiari, Consul of Persia.'
The station master sent it to you. I'm afraid he made a mistake.
A person like me may stand out in a place like this...
but going so far as to mistake me for a consul...
The mistake is that they should have sent it to me, as I'm your superior now.
Hernando, one ought to be tolerant of such trifles.
And how would you have felt if they'd sent it to me?
Intolerable.
They accidentally opened the trunk. -Yes, I know those kinds of accidents.
They found something suspicious inside. That's why they sent it to us.
Now I wonder what they found that's so suspicious.
Why don't you try to open it? -Of course, I was just about to.
What's this? It looks like opium.
It's opium, isn't it? Just like we seized on the beach.
It seems a different type, and it's packed differently.
What do you think we should do?
Well... -Yes, I think you're absolutely right.
We should go to the Grand Hotel and talk to señor Bakthiari.
How do you know he's staying there? -Either there or at doña Paquita's.
Where do you think a consul would stay?
Belén, why did I have to hide it? Everyone knows you were in labour.
And they should all think he died. -That's crazy. I don't understand why.
After you and I had broken up, doña Teresa made me an offer.
She said I wouldn't be able to raise it by myself, but that she had a solution.
She told me about powerful friends of hers who were eager to have children.
And what would be a disgrace for me would be a blessing for them...
and for the baby. -And you said you'd go along with it?
I was all alone, Andrés. What she said made sense. Of course I did.
But now you're with me I don't want to give it to her. I want it to be our child.
If doña Teresa finds out the baby's fine, she'll take it away from us.
So you mustn't tell anyone. Anyone.
How will we keep them from hearing it?
My mother could help us. -Your mother is the last person to tell.
Go on, bring him over to me. I'll give him a little more milk.
Did you destroy the letter?
Would you believe me if I said I did? -Of course not.
That's why I give it to you now.
So you can destroy it yourself.
This will solve everything.
Even if Andrés finds out don Carlos was his real father, he'll have no proof.
The Grand Hotel will always belong to an Alarcón.
But it'll be a child of mine, not a bastard.