02x05 - Chapter 13: Secrets

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-Can't you go any faster?
-I'm sorry, I'm doing my best, sir.

Family of Lidia Aguilar?

Yes, that's me. Is she all right?

Yes. The doctor's examining
the patient right now and...

when we have the diagnosis,
we'll tell you more.

-But she's conscious? She's woken up?
-She's awake. She's fine.

What's wrong with her?

We can't say anything else right now.
You have to wait.

Thank you.

A long time ago, I learned that
some things are better kept to yourself.

Whatever the cost, whatever it is.

Because if those secrets come to light,

they may change your life completely.

Miss Aguilar,
I'm glad to see you looking so well.

What's wrong with me?

You're expecting a child.

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

-Are you all right, ma'am?
-Yes.

Yes, it's just not what I expected.

Sometimes it's better for things
to happen unexpectedly.

Sure.

I'll give you all the details
when your husband comes.

-I'll call a nurse to get him.
-My husband? What?

The man in the waiting room.
I thought he was your husband.

Yes. Excuse me, I'm a little...

disoriented by all this.

Naturally. Let's call him.

No. I mean...

We've been waiting for a long time and...

I'd like to give him the good news
in private, if you don't mind.

He'll be very happy.

I understand why,
if it's your first child.

-So, is that it? Can I go?
-On my end, it's all in order.

Make a follow-up appointment.

CHAPTER 13: SECRETS

-Great. Thank you.
-Enjoy the news.

Yes... Thank you.

Lidia, are you all right?

What did they say?

-Leave me alone. I want to go home.
-Listen...

Leave me alone!

Go.

You must have had a good reason

to slug it out with Carlos
in front of my brother.

I hope it was worth it.

It's about her, isn't it?

-About Lidia?
-Why do you say that?

Something tells me she's the one
who broke Carlos' heart.

-I don't know what you're talking about.
-The way he looks at her

and how he dragged her
out of the building.

After we fought?

I knew I wasn't wrong.

I'd better go.

I'm sorry I put you on the spot
on the rooftop.

This really is a tough time for me.

I don't know what happened.
I lost control.

For a moment,
I thought about ending my life.

-I'm so sorry if I pressured you.
-No.

No, no, don't blame yourself.
It's not your fault.

I don't think anyone reaches that point
just by feeling pressured.

Are you all right?

I lost a witness that way once.

A long time ago now.

You accused an innocent person?

It's hard to get over something like that.

How long ago was it?

You don't have to tell me
if you don't want to.

I thought it'd be good to talk.
It helps me.

I'm sorry if I made you feel bad.

I'm finding it hard
to deal with this on my own.

And you, on the rooftop,

proved to me that not all men
are like the one who left me.

If he left you, he's not a man,
he's a bastard who doesn't deserve you.

Forgive me, I shouldn't have said that.

-I should go.
-No, no. Please.

You've always treated me so well...

Ángeles, I don't know if we should...

Please, don't leave me alone.

Sara! Sara, we won! We did it!

We did away with the rules.

And it doesn't stop there.
You're coming back tomorrow.

But as an operator,
so you can't give me orders.

Aren't you happy? Do you like the idea?

No, no, it's not that.
I'm so happy for you and the girls.

-I'm not going back, Carlota.
-What?

But, Sara, we won. We did it together.

And you needn't worry about anything.

What is it?
You know you can tell me anything.

There's a doctor, Dr. Longoria.
He treats cases like mine.

What cases?

Carlota, I just want to know
what's wrong with me.

I need to know who I really am.
Don't you understand?

Of course I understand.

I'll help and support you, but
I don't know what this doctor will say.

Neither do I...

but he's a doctor with a good reputation.

-I've been looking up information...
-Doctors cure illnesses,

and you're not sick. You're not.

If you really want to support me,
support me with this.

I want this doctor to see me.

Girls, I'm home. Did I miss something?

-Why are you smoking that crap?
-What were you talking about?

About the strike,
how we're going to celebrate it and--

-Carlota.
-What?

No more lies.

-What lies?
-Miguel, I have to tell you something.

He asked me in front of everyone,
in the middle of the strike.

What's that about a strike?
María Inmaculada?

No, no, no. The Stork, The Stork.
It's a...

café near where we work.

-Yes.
-Well, there.

Oh, good. I'm glad.

May God bless this union,
with a marriage, then with a baby.

Grandma, not so fast.
There'll be time for everything.

A marriage without children
is like a stove without coal.

It has no reason to exist.

Just last night I got
Pablito's engagement ring back.

Nothing like a good herb liqueur.

-Shall I send it to you?
-No, no, no!

This one's beautiful.

Sure, don't worry. You keep it.

Well, then... as you wish.

And congratulations to you both.

-You're making me very happy.
-Thanks, Grandma.

Take care. I want you looking radiant
for the wedding.

Right. Bye!

A little modesty.

God is everywhere
and we don't want to offend him.

Doña Lola, we're engaged.

God has more important things
to think about.

Maybe God does, but I don't.

In this house, appetizers aren't served
before blessing the meal.

-Agreed?
-Agreed, Doña Lola.

That's more like it, son.

If you keep agreeing with her, she'll stop
letting us sit together at dinner.

She lets me in without objecting.

Without objecting, Pablo?
You're my fiancé and...

-we love each other.
-Yes.

What more do we need?

For what?

Sweetie, when you look at me like that...

I should know what you're thinking.

I'm thinking of us,
of how much we love each other,

and the time we've been together.

Since I arrived in Madrid,
I've changed a lot.

I'm a more confident woman now,
with clearer, more modern ideas.

I realize that my small-town ideas
are old-fashioned.

I know you're trying
to tell me something, but...

Sometimes respecting
certain traditions is absurd.

-Right
-Right?

Because if two people love each other,
it's not worth waiting for...

Pablo, I'm finding it harder
and harder to restrain myself.

It's hard to restrain yourself?

You know, that heat,
that thing I feel when we're together...

-Doesn't it happen to you?
-No, no, no... Yes, yes!

It does happen to me,
but there's no rush, right?

We have all the time in the world.

No need to take the bread
out of the oven too soon.

What are you talking about?

I'm hungry. Let's go to dinner.

-That calamari sandwich place.
-And Doña Lola was worried.

Fine, but you're buying.
I'll see if Lidia wants to come.

And we can give her
the good news together. Okay?

Whatever my future wife says.

Sweet talker.

Lidia! Lidia?

Oh, darn.
I guess it's just going to be us two.

PABLO SANTOS - WEDNESDAY
PHIMOSIS

Six days.

Six days is 144 hours.
Hold on, Pablo, hold on.

Where is she?

If you're looking for Lidia,
you've come in vain.

People saw you arguing after the strike.
What happened?

And don't lie.
They saw you leave together.

Yes, we were outside
and she suddenly felt dizzy and fainted.

-She fainted?
-I took her to hospital,

but she left on her own.
She said she was fine.

She had some reaction to a medicine--

-What the hell are you saying?
-I'm saying

I tried to find out what happened,
but she refused to talk to me.

Why were you arguing?

What did you say to make her faint?

Francisco, I didn't do anything, I swear.
I'm just as worried as you.

If something happened to her
and you're not telling me...

-What will we do? Fight? Again?
-No, no.

If anything bad happened to her,
I'll k*ll you.

Six months is too long
to go without see each other,

don't you think, princess?

Thanks for responding to my call
so quickly.

How are you, Alba?

-Alba d*ed a long time ago.
-Well...

I'm so glad you still count on me
when things turn ugly.

What is it this time?

I need you to get me
a widow's certificate.

And this widow's certificate is for?

-It's for me.
-What?

I'm pregnant.

-Do you know who the father is?
-That doesn't matter.

I'll bring up my child myself.

I don't need a man beside me
to make my way.

-Honey, what about having an--
-No.

No.

I'll bring it up alone.

That's why I need your help.

You know better than anyone that...

the world will judge me
harshly unless I become...

a poor widow.

All right.

-But give me a few days, eh?
-I need it as soon as possible.

I thought the document
was for your friend Ángeles.

Why do you say that?

I think she's got trouble, too.

She asked me to get some information
on a policeman called Cuevas.

What did she tell you, exactly?

You'll have to ask her that.

She asked me to be discreet,
and you know me.

Victoria, what did Ángeles tell you?

"Witness states he saw
a dark-haired woman dump the car."

Ángeles.

-It's late, I have to go.
-Already?

-Don't you want to sleep here?
-No, impossible.

I have a lot of work at the station.

This shouldn't have happened,
and it won't happen again.

-I don't usually do this.
-No.

It's the first time
that I've ever done this.

No, I didn't mean that.
It's just that the case is open.

Ángeles, you're an extraordinary woman...

but I can't right now. I'm sorry.

What are you doing here?

You want me to explain out here?
Can I come in?

Why are you here?

-Mario's in Madrid. He never left.
-What? What are you talking about?

I found this at home today. I remembered
that Mario said you gave it to him.

Great. Now you have a souvenir
of when you two betrayed me.

I don't think you get it, Ángeles.

Mario had keys to my place.
I assure you, this wasn't there before.

What if he's in the city
and went to my place?

I think you're losing your mind.

Mario isn't here.

-How come you're so sure?
-Because Mario ran off.

There's proof he left with another woman.

For a moment,
I thought he'd gone with you...

but clearly,
he didn't love you that much either.

Mario cheated on both of us.
I feel just as betrayed as you.

Fine. Where are you going with all this?

I'm not your enemy.

We're on the same side.

Sure. Now you want us to be friends?

No, I don't want to be your friend,
I just want...

-to bury the hatchet.
-This isn't a w*r.

For starters,
because I have no interest in it at all.

Mario disappeared. I just want to know
where my husband is.

-If you don't mind...
-Sure, don't worry.

I know Mario will turn up. Besides...

I have full confidence
in Inspector Cuevas.

Good night.

Listen, Pablo.
Doña Lola's been asleep for a while,

and I thought you and I could...

No, no! Have you gone mad? No.

I didn't know you were like this.

Hey, honey, I'm a respectable woman.

But we're engaged, that's another story.

I just wanted to do what all couples do.

-What they do when they're married.
-Pablo, that's nonsense!

-We're close enough.
-I can't!

Pablo, why not?

-If it's because you don't like me...
-No, Marga, it's not that.

Of course I do. How could I not like you?

I like you a lot.
No, no. You're not the problem, I am.

You see? You don't like me!

I'm fine to eat a sandwich with,
but when it comes to--

Marga, I can't... I can't.

-But why?
-Look...

I've got a little...

-It's just a silly secret.
-We said there'd be no secrets.

Okay. All right, all right. Here...

Phimosis? What's that?

-Is it like a pimple?
-Marga, it's not a pimple.

Look...

try to imagine... a tortoise...

when it sticks its head out...

-Or a squid...
-Pablo, please!

This is the parish bulletin.
Why are you showing me this?

Didn't you ask me to?

But now I won't be able to forget it.

Didn't you say we should have no secrets?

Now I'm saying it's better
to have some secrets.

Now who's here?

Don Francisco, what...

I'm sorry, but I couldn't wait
until morning. It's very important.

-What is it?
-I'm looking for Lidia. Is she here?

No, she isn't. I'm surprised, too, but...

we thought maybe
she was having a drink after work.

Is something wrong?

Lidia left work with Carlos.

They had an argument
in the street and Lidia...

-she fainted.
-What?

Carlos says she was able
to leave the hospital,

but she didn't want to tell him
what had happened to her.

Why did they argue?

Hello.

I'm leaving now,
so you can talk in private.

-Pablo...
-No, no, it's all right.

If you need anything, let me know,
but I don't want to... pry.

Good night.

Good night.

Carlos discovered that Lidia and I
were together the other night.

Together? Very together?

In the house...

Well, it's... I didn't know that.

I mean, it isn't...

What matters is that Lidia's all right.

That's why I'm here.
I'm not sure that she is.

Carlos says it was a reaction
to medication she's taking.

-Medication?
-Yes.

But she's fit as a fiddle.

Well, Lidia is Miss Secrets, so maybe...

She's reserved even with her friends.
I'm glad it's not just with me.

We should go to Carlota's house
to see if she knows anything.

Good idea. I'll go to the hospital
to see if they know anything.

This is my address.

If you find out anything,
please, let me know.

-Marga.
-Yes?

I really appreciate this.

Don't worry.
What matters now is finding her.

Another? You're having another?

All right, drink until you fall down,
but I think that...

this silence is lasting too long.

-Carlota--
-Don't "Carlota" me.

Say something.

-Like what?
-Sara opened her heart to you.

She at least deserves
to hear your feelings about it.

I wasn't expecting it.

-How long have you been hiding it?
-That isn't important.

Then what is? I don't know
what you expect me to say.

First I catch you two kissing,
and now Sara feels she's a man.

-Stop, Miguel!
-It's normal he feels like this.

You're asking me to react
as if it were quite normal

when our world is going to hell.

-What am I in this relationship?
-You?

You should think more about Sara
and less about yourself.

I thought you were a modern man
who could adapt to new relationships.

So did I, but maybe
you're asking too much.

I should answer the door.

Miguel, is Carlota here?

-What is it, Marga?
-I need to talk to her.

-Yes, come in.
-Thank you.

Marga!
What are you doing here so late?

She's come to celebrate
the proletarian victory.

Maybe she can make
more sense of this than I can.

Why don't you tell her? I'm leaving.

Goodbye.

Ignore him. He's had a bad day.

Lidia's missing.
I thought she might be here.

-Here?
-Carlos and Francisco argued and...

-Lidia fainted in the street.
-What happened?

Carlos took her to the hospital
and when she recovered, she left,

-but she didn't come home.
-If she isn't here...

We should go to Ángeles...

-No, not after what happened.
-Carlota.

Lidia comes first.

All right.

Let's go.

-I'm sorry, Sara.
-Don't worry.

-Let me know if you find out anything.
-Sure.

-Ángeles.
-What are you doing here?

-Can we come in?
-Of course.

-Sorry to stop by so late, but--
-Just a minute.

First of all, I want to apologize.

I'm really sorry about what happened
with the strike,

but I was in a very tough spot.

That's not why we're here.
We're looking for Lidia.

-Is she here?
-Girls.

Thank God, Lidia! Where were you?
We were worried.

How are you? Are you all right?

Something's happened.

Things have gotten really ugly.

-Carlos must not find out about this.
-Are you sure? I mean...

-He's the father.
-What about Francisco?

He came looking for you
and he told me that you were--

That we were giving it another chance.

But I can't burden him with Carlos' son.

-Maybe he'd want to do it.
-Marga, it isn't so easy.

I love them both,
Carlos and Francisco, and...

I'm losing my mind.

I don't know if you can love
two people at once.

Yes, you can,
and you don't have to feel bad because...

-those things happen.
-They certainly do.

I don't know how to deal with it all.

It's my responsibility and...

I think I should raise my child on my own,
far away from here.

Are you insane?

Spain isn't ready for unmarried mothers.

That's precisely why, Marga.
I have to go far away.

Just like that? You're running away,

like always.
Just like Alba Romero would do.

But this is different.
This involves two people.

You can't keep your pregnancy a secret.

-We all have secrets to hide, Carlota.
-All those secrets come out in the end.

Those and the rest,
however much you try to hide them.

I only hope you're wrong, Marga.

Some secrets
are best kept hidden forever, right?

Lidia, if you're talking about Mario,

you needn't worry.
There's nothing to fear.

I still think you should stay!
Don't you realize?

Are you going to uproot your life
over two men?

Are they going to decide your future?
Know what your future is?

To go back to the company,

finish your telephone project
and be successful.

The decision is made, Carlota.

All right, but don't count on me for help.

-Carlota...
-Carlota, don't leave like that!

Girls, please, don't fight.

Carlota, wait. What's wrong with you?

You're being unfair to her.
You, of all people.

-Me? Why? What are you talking about?
-Nothing.

No, you said earlier that
we all had secrets to keep.

-You meant me, didn't you?
-I saw you kissing Sara.

I know you don't have to explain.

We're not friends.
Friends tell each other their secrets.

Marga, it wasn't planned.
I just fell in love.

-Things aren't black and white.
-I don't want to hear it!

-Marga, please...
-Leave me alone!

Why are you trying
to seduce Inspector Cuevas?

Who told you that?

Don't lie to me. I know everything.

-Do you have something to tell me or not?
-No.

You've got nothing to worry about.

I told you,
I've got everything under control.

Yes, that sounds very reassuring.

Does he suspect you? Or us?

No! Lidia, stop worrying.

-I'm taking care of it.
-Ángeles, if you have a problem,

we all have a problem.
Remember? We're in this together.

You can't do this on your own.

But you just said you're leaving forever.

It doesn't sound like we'll be together.

So, please, save your breath.

I'm expecting a child.
What do you want me to do?

If that child is a problem...

there are ways to solve it.

You told me that yourself
when I was pregnant with Mario's child.

So it was all right for me,
but now it's different for you?

It isn't the same.

No? Why? What's the difference
between you and me?

I can't tell you.
Ángeles, it's something...

What?

Forget it.

You see?

You ask me to tell you everything,

and then you hide in your world,
in your past, in your secrets...

Don't ask of others
what you yourself can't give.

Get out.

Get out.

From now on,
we all look out for ourselves.

My God, Lidia, where were you?

I was so worried.

What's wrong?

I wish I'd never lost you
in that train station.

When I was a child,
I had to learn to defend myself,

and know who I could and couldn't trust.

And I was taken advantage of.

I got pregnant.

But Victoria helped me.

I had an abortion.

Then... I couldn't--

I'm sorry.

You did the right thing.

I think so.

You're the first person I've told.

I couldn't even tell the girls.

Why are you telling me now?

What's changed?

I'm pregnant with Carlos' baby.

I'm not going back to him. I can't.

But I want to have this child.

Before you came back...

he seduced me.

That was when he stole
my idea for the public telephones.

I can't go through all that again.
I don't want...

to wonder again
what would have happened if...

I can't be with you like this.

I can't force you.

I can't force you to carry this burden.

The best thing is for me to leave.

Leave Madrid.

It's the only way to do it on my own.

It's what's best.

For you, too.

-I'm sorry.
-Get out.

Get out.

At times we remain silent because
confessing means accepting our fears.

Secrets protect us.

And whether or not we confess them,

there are always consequences.

Now it was time to face mine.

-What do you think of the place?
-It's all right.

I don't like it.

-Why don't we go home?
-I've thought about this.

It's just an interview with the doctor.
If it goes well...

Are you all right?

-Is it because Miguel didn't come?
-Yes.

Sara, I've never told you this...

but a while ago,
Miguel had some bad habits

and he hung around with the wrong crowd.

I helped him get away from all that.

And now that you need our support,
it hurts me.

-It hurts me that he's so selfish.
-Don't worry, Carlota.

Don't worry.

-It'll be fine.
-Well...

It's more common than many people think.

Many men and women
feel that they aren't in the right body.

You're at a crossroads, Sara,
but you needn't go through it alone.

She isn't alone. She has friends
who love and support her.

I'm delighted. It's very important to have
the support of your loved ones.

Can you help me understand
what's happening?

Yes.

Trust in our experience.
Psychiatry has advanced a lot recently.

-We don't stigmatize anyone here.
-Yeah.

What are your methods?
You still haven't explained them.

I'm touched to see how much you worry
about your friend. Believe me,

she'll be in good hands with us.

I suggest she stay here this morning
to fill out some forms.

And if we conclude that we can help you,

we'll offer you the possibility
to stay here for a month.

A month? But, Sara...

It's the amount of time
that others have needed.

Well, I'll leave you alone to decide.

A nurse will come for you in a while.
And if you decide to trust in us,

-we'll start as soon as possible.
-Very well.

-Goodbye.
-Thank you.

We could start by looking
at the facilities, couldn't we?

Or talk to some of the patients
to see what they say.

Sara, there's no rush.

I've been thinking about it for 27 years,
fighting it on my own.

And I think that doctor knows how I feel.

A month flies by, Carlota, you'll see.

I want to do this. I'm prepared.

Send me a suitcase with the things I need?

Of course.
But call me when you're settled in.

Yes.

Sara, if you change your mind,
it's all right.

Call me and I'll come and get you, okay?

Lidia, are you leaving today?

I have to stop by the company
to submit my resignation.

Earlier, I was remembering the day
we started working there.

-Remember?
-You only had your suitcase.

Yes! What a terrible day.

-I got lost. I wanted to go home.
-You were robbed.

I was robbed.

But now, thinking about it,

it was one of the happiest days
of my life.

Yes, I know it might sound a bit odd...

but it was the day I met all of you.

Lidia, I didn't want you to leave...

without knowing this.

Why didn't you tell me?

Well, you've got enough on your plate.

And here, take this.

It's temporary, no church, no time.
It's a disaster right now,

but I wanted you to know
that I'd love it if you were there.

It won't be the same without you.

-I'm really going to miss you.
-And I'll miss you.

And don't feel bad about yesterday.

I imagine how hard it must be
to make that decision.

I know you're doing it for your child.

I hope Carlota understands it someday.

Of course she will.
You know she's stubborn as a mule.

Yes.

But at times we don't know
why we do what we do.

But it makes me really sad because...

I'd like to help you look after the baby
and be a kind of Aunt Marga.

You've always been
like a big sister for me.

-Why are you crying?
-Because I'm so sad.

-It isn't goodbye forever.
-Do you promise?

-Well, I've got my invitation.
-Yes.

I can't miss this.

Hello?

Good morning. You have a call
from Bilbao. Will you accept it?

From Bilbao?

-Yes, please.
-I'll put you through.

Hello?

Hello, I don't hear you.

Listen, if this is some kind of joke,
it isn't funny.

Coming!

Lidia has finally reappeared.

She has a meeting with Uribe at 8:00.

That's it. I wanted you to know.

I know, I saw her.

You saw her? And you didn't tell me?

I'm worried about her, too.

You don't deserve to know about her
because you don't deserve her.

You're right. I'm a miserable bastard,
and I've been blinded by resentment.

But I want to fix things.

Did she tell you what the doctor told her?

Francisco, please, I want to help her.

Look...

Go away.

I want to be alone. Leave.

Come on! Come on!

The good thing about secrets
is that you are their sole owner,

and at any time, you can take steps
to change the direction of your life.

But you can't always predict
the consequences this will have on others.

That's why you have to be prepared
for anything.

How are you?

Leave me alone, please.

Lidia, don't do it. Don't leave.

You can't give up your dreams, everything.

You're leaving behind a lot of people
who love you. Marga, Carlota, Ángeles...

and me.

You're running away,
and you're not a coward.

What's he talking about?

-Leave us alone, please.
-Lidia, what's going on?

Are you leaving?

I'm pregnant.

And no one but me
will determine my future.