Is Ángela in any of the photos? -In one of them, and pregnant.
That can't be. That means Ángela had another child.
What happened with the child? -He only lived for two days.
My father deceived Ángela. The child didn't die.
They've just discovered the truth. My son.
You don't know what you feel. Belén must have been very special.
If you come, you'd better be sure about your feelings.
What do you need? -Champagne and oysters.
Belén.
Any problem, darling? -None whatsoever.
I'd like to resume my old job.
This was your home for many years. -Thank you, madam.
Agents, I heard a scream on the second floor, near doña Sofía's room.
Everything will be fine. I'm sorry I didn't believe you.
Please, forgive me.
Grand Hotel
You really think such a minor detail will affect such an important murder case?
Yes, Your Honour. It proves that the murderer wanted to frame doña Sofía.
Then he did an excellent job. But your hypothesis leaves me with a question.
Who killed Beatriz instead?
I don't know yet, but not the gold-knife killer.
It could be Sofía Alarcón. -Perhaps.
But she definitely didn't kill the rest of the women.
You like kidneys? I can't finish them. -Thank you.
The press wanted a culprit, and now they have one.
The public has a culprit, as do the politicians and judges.
Your own superior Hernando has closed the case.
You can't put everything in question because of some insignificant locks.
With all respect, Your Honour, small they may be, but not insignificant.
You will leave things as they are, now that everyone is finally happy.
Put yourself in Sofía Alarcón's place. That woman is innocent.
You already said so, Ayala. Forget this matter.
Is that an order or a suggestion?
I suggest you take it as an order.
Son? Son?
Are you alright?
I just heard. To think you were married to a ruthless murderess.
Sofía is innocent, and I assure you I'll manage to prove it.
If that's what you believe, I'll take your word for it.
Can I help you with anything? Though I doubt our efforts will be of much use.
I have to prove that Sofía didn't commit these crimes.
It would actually be enough to show that she wasn't in Cantaloa...
when just one of those murders took place.
Then she'll get out of this nightmare. -That's what we all want, my dear.
I'll unpack and come back to help you.
Shut up. If you speak up, say something worth hearing.
I don't think Alfredo questions Sofía's innocence. None of us does.
But circumstances are as they are. -Someone fixed them that way.
Talk to our lawyer. -Don't you think it's too much for him?
Then hire another one who can get my daughter out.
I'm sorry to interrupt, madam. -What is it?
Belén, the maid, is here.
What is she doing here? -She's staying at the hotel, madam.
She's here as a guest of don Gonzalo Alarcón.
What are those two doing together?
They're not welcome here. Throw them out.
Don't worry.
Do you like them? -They're wonderful, madam.
Chantilly lace. -It's a shame wearing anything on top.
You don't put them on with the idea to get dressed, but to get undressed.
You understand? -I think so, madam.
Hello.
Get ready. Don Luis wants to see us. -I won't be long.
Did you see the lady from suite 40? -Were you there?
Yes. She has such bearing and class. You should see the lingerie she wears.
It's made of the finest lace. Chantilly, it's called.
Don't laugh. I also want lingerie like that one day.
You already have something that used to belong to that lady.
May I know why you're laughing? -The lady you so admire is Belén.
Yes, that Belén, the wife of Andrés.
Did you see the couple? -To me it's as if they weren't here.
But they are here. -They'll leave again.
You're not going to talk to her? -No, why should I?
She's your wife. -She left.
Are you afraid? -Afraid of what?
Belén? Excuse me.
Darling.
Diego.
Good to see you. Let me present you. Don Luis Quiroga, Diego Murquía.
Don Luis Quiroga, the secretary of industry. How are you?
Welcome to the Grand Hotel.
My friends say your hotel is the best between Paris and Madrid.
Your friends are very kind.
Excuse me, I have to make a call. -Of course.
Did you want anything, Diego? It seemed you didn't come to say hello.
That was exactly what I came for. Welcome to the Grand Hotel.
Duc de Chateau? I'm bored with it. -Take it back.
Isn't it what you ordered? -I've changed my mind.
We're not going to denounce Yanes. -Why not?
Because I gave her my word and I intend to keep it.
You can close it again.
Does don Benjamín know I went out? -I don't know.
What's the matter?
Belén is back. For months I prayed she would. But she's well employed.
Espinosa, why aren't you in uniform? -I'll get changed right away.
Cernuda, bring coffee and pastry up for señora Murquía and agent Ayala.
I'll do it.
I'll get changed and bring it up.
Thank you, Julio. Leave us alone.
Your sister's situation is very grave.
But you don't believe she's the gold-knife killer.
I'm afraid my opinion counts for nothing.
It's not a matter of proving her guilt, as would be fair, but her innocence.
On top of that, the examining judge has forbidden me to do my job.
Mr Olmedo, would you stop prowling around?
Come here. Bring me some dessert spoons. You're making me nervous.
I can't even inquire where knife number 9 comes from.
Number 9? -Yes, number 9.
I'll show you.
Imagine these are gold knives. The set contained eight knives.
Taking out the one used to kill doña Beatriz, which I have at the station...
we have seven left. If we remove the one used to kill that poor maid...
We should have six. -Exactly.
But this morning I saw that there are still seven.
So the knife found next to the maid didn't come from the cupboard.
It's number 9, but the set only contained eight.
Where did knife number 9 come from? Someone must have brought it in.
The gold-knife killer.
Is that what you came to investigate? -As I said, the judge won't allow me to.
In that case... -Someone has to do it for me.
Legally, you can't help me. -Yes, we can.
No, you can't. -No, we can't, Julio.
Exactly, doña Alicia. I hope you haven't understood me.
We absolutely haven't understood you. -Good.
In that case I leave nothing up to you and don't wish you...
good luck.
Agent, the dessert spoon.
Excuse me.
There should be six, but there are seven.
That means the killer brought the knife from somewhere else.
It's too bad don Ernesto is gone. He minded the cutlery...
while I was in Sacedilla looking after my brother.
But you must know where the knives are made.
No, madam, I can't help you.
But didn't the police already arrest the criminal? That's what they say.
They're suspecting my sister.
Don't say that's true. I can't tell you how sorry I am.
But I'm certain she's innocent, and that someone has set her up.
Who could have done such a thing?
The real gold-knife killer.
I think the killer took the maid to my sister's room.
There he killed her and left the knife behind.
Then he lured my sister to her room when he knew the police was arriving.
What do you think?
You're very serious, don Benjamín.
I don't know who committed these awful crimes...
but whoever it was followed impulses that are beyond our comprehension.
You mean you think my sister... -I don't know.
The devil tempts saints and sinners alike. It could be anyone.
I saw your sister and you grow up from when you first learned to walk.
I can't believe your sister did such a thing. I also believe she's innocent.
Thank you, Benjamín.
Come early next week, for the irons and metalwork in the kitchen. Here.
What's the matter?
Carmina has been killed, madam. -My God.
And they've arrested doña Sofía. -For killing Carmina?
They say she's the gold-knife killer.
Doña Ángela, there's more. Belén is at the hotel.
You should see her. She's a real lady. She's struck luck.
No amount of luck can transform a whore into a lady. Go back to work.
Your Excellence. -I know there are safety boxes here...
but I'd prefer you to keep this for me. -As you wish.
There's a leather cylinder in his safe. -In it is the deed to my father's mines.
Your father's.
Excuse me, but you shouldn't count yourself rich too soon.
While that deed exists, doña Teresa has a claim.
And I won't deal with that lady.
She thinks the mines are worthless. -Let her keep thinking so.
You'll be glad to hear that the latest drilling has confirmed it.
Tungsten. -In large quantities.
It's heavy. But it looks like a plain rock. -It is a rock.
It used to be worthless, but now it's used to make filaments for light bulbs.
And this is the era of electricity. -And soon it'll also be used for arms.
And as things are, Europe will soon be at war.
Which means that rock is worth more than gold.
We'll get the document, don't worry. Belén knows the hotel well. Our plan...
I don't want to know your plan. You destroy the deed, and I'll finance you.
I hope you'll understand my lack of interest in the details.
If this doesn't go well, who will pay? -It will go well.
We'll both get our revenge. -Quiroga won't tolerate it if we fail.
You just grab the prize, my dear. I'll do the thinking.
Don't talk to me like that. Remember, I saved your life.
I'm sorry. I know I owe you everything.
We can't throw them out. They're intimates of the secretary of industry.
We'll take it as it comes. If they have to spend money, let them do so here.
But find out what they came for. -That's easy to say, madam.
I'm sure you can get from Belén whatever it is you set your mind to.
I'm not prepared to use any means necessary, doña Teresa.
I'm not telling you to do anything you haven't done before.
I'm not the same man anymore. -I know, you've developed scruples.
But surely you can make an exception if necessary, can't you?
After all, Belén's still the mother of your child.
And I'm still married to your daughter.
How are you, Colonel?
The colonel was telling us stories about the war to liven up the meal.
Though there is no war in Africa now. -But it will come.
Two million Moors are eyeing our settlements.
Two million? -Two million, armed to the teeth.
Have you heard of Peñón de Vélez and Uadi Tameda?
No? That's where my detachment is.
Shall I tell you what happened there only two months ago, in peacetime?
No, don't bother. -It's not a bother at all.
Local rebels started harassing us, and we posted lookouts around the camp.
During the day they didn't approach, but at night...
we heard shooting and shouting at the south gate.
When we arrived, it was too late.
Why?
We found sergeant Ramos still in his position, holding his rifle, dead.
Around him was evidence that he had acted like a real patriot.
He'd taken down three Moors. He died as a hero.
But those bastards had cut off his...
his ear, and they'd stuffed it in his mouth.
I've never felt more proud of one of my men.
And soon you'll also be the pride of your country, of your mother, of me.
Well, soon... -These things take time, unfortunately.
But I'm here to speed up your induction, my dear young friend.
You'll soon be joining us. Soon we'll have war. We'll crush those infidels.
Even if they cut off the ears of half the army. Cheers, everyone.
Are you sure you want to go to war? -There is no war.
The colonel says there will be one, and I believe him.
And I think it wasn't really an ear. -Shut up, Julio.
Besides, my mother knows I'm bluffing.
Now that she knows I may be killed, she'll make sure I won't be called up.
Why don't you tell her you won't go. -Me? No, let her say so.
She wanted me to become a man, so here she has it.
If I give in now, I'd be proving her right.
And if she doesn't give in?
She sent a prostitute to stop me from becoming a monk. She will.
Are you sure no one will come?
My mother is meeting with Alfredo and Diego to choose a lawyer for my sister.
We're also helping her, in some way.
Here it is, the supplier of the gold knives.
How can I help you?
Don Benjamín, it's been a long time. What can I do for you?
I've come to take precautions.
They will come to ask you questions about our gold cutlery.
I want to make sure you won't answer. -I won't tell them anything.
You haven't understood me.
I said I want to make sure.
Any news about Sofía? -Not yet.
Are you going to see her? -No, only her lawyer and Alfredo can.
I'm sure it will all end well.
Javier, how long will this ridiculous game between you and Mother last?
Don't worry, that will also end well.
Look, madam, I don't like to hold anything back.
There's as much chance of your son becoming a hero as that he'll be killed.
What's more, both of these things may happen.
If that risk is the price of making a man out of him, I'm willing to face it.
You don't know how proud I am to hear you speak in those terms.
To Spain. -To Spain, Colonel.
Hello?
It seems they robbed the place. Wait.
It's all very clear. The owner, whom we'll call A...
tried to stop the thief, whom we'll call B...
from stealing the gold, which we'll call omega.
My God, Hernando, what's clear is that the killer faked a robbery.
I believe so too. I used to be in this profession.
You were a goldsmith? -A thief wouldn't do it like this.
And he wouldn't leave such a valuable object.
Why would a thief fake a robbery? -Because it wasn't a thief, Hernando.
We're at the workshop of the manufacturer of the gold knives.
This man, now dead, could have told us who had him make knife number 9.
He was killed by the gold-knife killer to keep him from speaking.
Impossible. The killer is in prison. It's doña Sofía Alarcón.
My sister didn't kill anyone. -Don't interrupt me.
The gold-knife killer would have used a gold knife.
He used a rope in order not to lose his scapegoat.
Don't bring in animals. You're only causing confusion.
Agents. -That man takes away my will to live.
The corpse was still warm. The goldsmith was only just killed.
It's too much of a coincidence that you start asking questions...
and within a few hours someone turns up dead.
Who did you tell about the gold knives?
Did you talk to anyone? -Yes, to don Benjamín.
Only to him? -Yes.
The maître. Didn't he leave the hotel? -He came back a few days ago.
How long had he been absent? -Since Alicia's wedding day.
That coincides with the period that the killer didn't strike in Cantaloa.
Leaving out the murder of Beatriz.
If I'm sure about anything, it's that she was killed by someone else.
Where was don Benjamín during that time?
You believe he's the gold-knife killer? -It's possible.
I've known him since I was little. He's a good man.
He's a strange man, but everyone at the hotel esteems him.
I've known criminals who were able to fool their own mother.
Doña Alicia, please, where was don Benjamín during those months?
Taking care of his sick brother, in Sacedilla.
Good. I'll see if there were murders or disappearances there during that time.
As for you, be very careful at the hotel. It's full moon tonight.
You haven't slept. -I don't have time.
You should sleep a little, son. -When I find something.
Sofía's life is at stake.
What's that? -Nothing. A possibility.
This ticket is from April 26.
And on April 29 of last year the gold-knife killer struck in Cantaloa.
So it's from before that date. That doesn't prove anything.
No, the ticket doesn't, but on that trip...
What? -On that trip...
What happened on that trip?
Three days later we went to the theatre to see doña María Guerrero.
A great actress, but I don't see what that proves.
Afterwards we went to her dressing room and she signed the programme.
Still. You've had too much to drink, Alfredo.
I remember she wrote a dedication to Sofía, and she put the date on it.
Yes, that could help you, or help us, to prove your poor wife's innocence.
'For doña Sofía Alarcón, with gratitude for her unconditional regard.'
Have you found it?
Not yet, but it was something like that. That and the date.
Of course, the date.
Things haven't changed. They still make you slave away.
How are you, Belén? -Judge for yourself.
Can I help you, madam? -I doubt it.
Guests can't enter the service area. -I've brought you something.
They're bonbons from Paris. -Thank you.
Thank you what? -Thank you, madam.
I'm only joking. You can still call me Belén.
You have a lot of work to do. I don't know why you're standing there.
They're talking to me. -Who shouldn't be here.
Who does doña Teresa want to be obeyed first?
A guest or an employee, whatever airs she may have?
And you say that?
Ángela, go up to my room and change the towels.
Natalia. -I want you to do it.
Now.
Go on.
As you wish, madam. -Wait.
That's the way I like it. So you learn your place.
You've earned this tip.
What's the matter?
You won't have to put up with her later. -If she gets on your case, let me know.
Madam, do you have a moment? -What do you want?
It's about Belén.
She abuses her new position to incite the staff.
It's not the first time a guest does such a thing.
I know, but perhaps in this case you can do something.
If there's one virtue you've always had, it's knowing your place.
Do you think I'd throw out a guest just to please someone from the staff?
I'm not asking it for me, but for my son. -I said 'someone from the staff'.
And Andrés, despite your wish and that of his father, is no more than that.
Someone from the staff.
Here, I've brought you this.
Since you liked it so much. I hope your lover will also like it when you put it on.
Thank you, madam.
Are you crazy? How dare you come in here?
I'm happy to see you too, Mother. -That's not it.
I promised doña Alicia you wouldn't cause any problems.
Don't give me that look. It was the only way to keep her from calling the police.
I don't have anywhere to go. They won't find me here.
Alicia knows this room and occasionally comes here.
Where can I go? I have no money. -I'll get you money.
But you have to leave this same night. It's not safe here for you.
Alright, tomorrow morning I'll wait for you near the servants' entrance.
Very well.
I have nothing to discuss with you.
Why did you come back? -It's none of your business.
Let go of me before I complain to the director.
Don't think I'll come back to you. I have another woman now.
Poor guy. You really thought I... -It was a possibility.
No, Andrés, it wasn't and it isn't. And I'll tell you more.
I'm glad you met this girl. She seems nice and modest.
She loves me. -Good.
Much more than you ever did. -If only you loved her as much as me.
Gonzalo is taking a bath. It always makes him hungry. Bring up a snack.
Do you think Ayala's right? Could it be don Benjamin?
I don 't know, but I find it hard to believe.
If Benjamín really is the murderer, he's making your sister take the blame.
It's full moon tonight. We have to put him to the test and get him to act.
You'll have to commit a small theft.
Do you like the chocolate, Colonel? -It's very good. As I was saying...
Alarcón, come and join us.
As I was saying, we positioned ourselves on the bank.
Only twenty men, sitting among reeds and bulrushes.
We knew the Moors wouldn't be long. I can't deny I felt fear when I saw them.
No less than 300 Moors came rushing headlong towards us.
What happened, Colonel?
A massacre.
But who won?
The Moors. I'm the only one of us who got away.
I lost three toes of this foot that day. I'll show you.
No, Colonel, never mind. -As you wish.
Madam, you ought to feel proud.
Soon an Alarcón will become part of our glorious army.
We already have an Alarcón in the army.
Really? You don't say. -Our cousin Claudio.
What detachment is your cousin in? -The Royal Guard.
And you call that the army? The Royal Guard.
My brother Julián and I both embarked on a military career.
He was sent to the Royal Guard.
And what's become of him? What does a Royal Guard do?
I don't know, Colonel. -Well, let me tell you.
Flaunting his uniform in Madrid, seducing ladies...
drinking and sleeping. A national embarrassment.
Am I right or am I right, Alarcón?
As right as can be. -There you go. The Royal Guard.
Of course, cousin. I owe you one.
Julio, you're looking at a future cadet of the Royal Guard.
Congratulate me. -Congratulations.
Thank you.
'For doña Sofía Alarcón, with gratitude for her unconditional regard.'
Excuse me, don Alfredo.
I'll come back later.
What's that, Mother? -Nothing.
We've been at it all day. I can hardly read anymore.
This is it, Mother.
This is it, you've found it. -Really?
You've found it. -That's great.
I'm going to show it to agent Ayala. -He left a message for you.
He tells you not to worry. He'll keep looking for the real killer...
and will spend the day in Sacedilla. -I don't care.
This is the evidence he needed. I'll bring it to him tomorrow morning.
In that case I'll freshen up and will join you for dinner.
This calls for a celebration.
Are you going to sleep with him? -I want Diego to believe so.
And if you don't get the deed, will you do so?
I thought the deed mattered most to you.
Belén, I don't want you to go that far. Remember, you're mine.
I told you I'd destroy the title deed to the mines. How I do so is my business.
I think there's another way.
Don't worry. But my trap requires a good bait. Diego has to believe it.
Do I look good? -Very good.