02x01 - Shuffle and Start Over

[bunniefuu]

The three biggest mysteries of humanity
are still life after death,

life on other planets,
and life with a partner.

When these doors open,
you'll run away from me,

which is what I'm preventing now.

I'm speaking for myself,
a recently legally-divorced woman,

-Armando Mendoza's ex-wife.
-Hi, babe.

He's busy with Majo, his new sweetheart.

Won't you introduce me?

Beatriz Pinzón. Your sweetheart's ex.

Please, Beatriz! Don't leave!

You can stay with her!

Beatriz! Beatriz!

Now Esteban Ruiz is after me.

Beatriz...

So embarrassing. Your boss will k*ll you.

Esteban Ruiz. The boss.

The attorney who actually
handled my divorce proceedings.

You can trust me.

And I don't need to be only
your divorce lawyer.

Of course, some people
are doing worse than me.

Nicolás.

What's up, Pati? How are you?

After meeting again at Ecomoda,

they can't distinguish
between the meeting of deadlines...

So nice!

...and the meeting of their lips.

Freddy, after years
of waiting for Aura María,

left right when she came back.

My two-wheeled steed and I
are leaving for Patagonia.

-Really?
-Freddy, come here!

-What's up, girls?
-Is he drunk?

-Aura María!
-Aura María!

And I'm also speaking for my daughter,
my main reason for living.

This is my fav.

You've learned to laugh at yourself.
That's your superpower, mom.

Mila understands me better now

after reading in my diary
about everything Armando did to me.

"I'm afraid you'll have to resume
the t*rture soon

of making horror...
I mean, love to her..."

Mila, let's talk. Let me explain.

Mila's going to k*ll me.

I know she hates him right now.

Darling, how are you?

Stay away from me and my mom.

No looking for her, no calling her,
nothing. Are we clear?

I hope she gets over it soon.

It hurts me to see them apart.

My mom signed her divorce papers
before going on a trip.

It's for the best.

Mila is torn between two loves.

Oh, damn! I'm sorry.

-Morning.
-Wow!

Positive for ATY. All That's Yummy.

#ATY
ALL THAT'S YUMMY

Let's make a design.

I want to see you happy and bright.

I like Jeff.

Nacho scares me.

He lied his way into Ecomoda.

Want to grab a bite?

You told me you didn't mix work
with your personal life.

I can break that rule for you.

He used Mila.

-What are you doing?
-Why are you digging into me?

He used me and seduced me
to take over Ecomoda.

Don't. Don't! Come here!

Put a leash on that savage!

He's a Valencia.

He used Marcela.

-Say that again?
-No!

-What?
-What?

-He's Daniel's son.
-No!

-What?
-What?

I'm actually Julio Valencia's son.

I'm here to take what's mine.

He bought the warehouses through a front.

We'll own all of Ecomoda.

We didn't meet Mr. Potato by chance.

This is Nachito's doing.
He put him in our way.

The most important warehouses in Ecomoda
are now in the hands of a potato seller?

And he won't rest
until the company is his.

I want you to be my partner.

I'll keep Ecomoda,
and you'll keep Armandaddy.

But the problems at Ecomoda
just keep coming.

There's a shortfall of 45 billion pesos,

plus what's missing in dollars!

I had to go into the red

and stop the severance payments
for a couple of years.

My name is Cindy Calixt,
and a huge strike is on the way.

Fashion or death!

You'll be paid for your services.

My priority right now
is to save Ecomoda from bankruptcy.

A new collection with Ecomoda's essence.

Despite my best efforts,
it's inevitable today.

As you can see,
with a complicated domestic life,

and uncertain love life,

and with Ecomoda walking a tightrope,

I'm the same old Betty,
the one who stands up for her essence,

and who intends to apply
her lessons learned along the way.

These are the divorce papers.

They have your signature,

and now they have mine.

Here.

Congratulations, Betty.

You finally got rid of me.

Coming all the way here hurt my soul.

It broke my heart.

But what can I say?

It's what I deserve.

Goodbye, Betty.

Here, by the ocean,

I feel like I'm the same wave

that crashes into the same beach
over and over again.

But will I finally win this time around?

Armando!

Armando.

I know I'm going to regret
telling you this,

and I'm ashamed that
I won't be keeping my promise to Mila.

I hope she can forgive me.

But I can't go against my feelings.

I love you, Mr. Armando.

I love you with all my soul.

-Mila.
-What time is it?

We overslept, Jeff.

My shoe?

-My shoe?
-Nothing. Is mine there?

Here.

Look, here.

What is this mess?
They're going to k*ll us.

After yesterday's success,

Mr. Hugo must be going wild
at an after-party with a hundred guests.

You have no idea how grateful I am to you.

Thank you.

And I'm to you.

Is anyone missing a shoe here?

That's mine. Thanks.

-Am I interrupting?
-No.

No. We were just making plans.

I came to tell you that
the house arrangements are ready, Jeff.

Didn't you tell her
we're moving in together?

No.

We don't discuss personal stuff.

Excuse me.

What are you doing?

I could ask you the same thing.

Who could it be?

Or do you have a little surprise for me?

Should I bare my fangs again?

You're quite steamy, aren't you?

Look who's talking.

-Hi, Mr. Armando.
-Hi, Betty.

Mom!

-"Mom?"
-Mila?

Betty La Fea, The Story Continues

-Get out! Hide!
-Why? She's my daughter.

Are you sure this is Beatriz Pinzón?

-Yes, of course.
-My God.

Betty! Open up! I'm about to pee my pants!

I'm coming, darling!

She'll be elated when she sees me.

You gorgeous blonde woman.

Pregnancy is breathing down your neck.

#PFB
POSITIVE FOR BABY

-We have an emergency!
-Make way!

What's going on here? Let me see.

Move, girl. Let me see, man.

Pati! Pati, what...

-What did you do to her, you witches?
-Nothing!

-Pati, don't leave me.
-What do you mean, "Don't leave me?"

Are you two a thing?

Quiet! Professionally, I mean.

Don't leave me with these people, Pati.

What's wrong with her, Guti?

-Call an ambulance.
-Time for plan B.

What?

She's unresponsive.

Surprise!

You weren't expecting this.

No. Thank you so much.

Hey, why didn't you want to let me in?

No, I was in the bathroom, baby.

Won't you use it?

No. I just wanted you to hurry up.

Be honest. Did you turn your phone off?

Or are you going deaf?

No, I was getting a lot of cold calls
and things like that.

I just wanted to disconnect for a while.

Okay. Why are you here, baby?
Is something wrong?

Well...

Let's just say I got a Carmen in my eye.

But I also wanted to spend
some quality time with my favorite person.

Oh, no. What a pity.

What? Didn't you like the surprise?

No, baby. The Carmen thing.

Tell me. What's up with her?

-Patricia, is that a pregnanc...
-Shut up!

No one's messing with you,
so don't mess with me.

This is between Nicolás and me.

Pati, let's go. Come here.

Nicolás, could you carry me, please?

I'm trying, sweetie. But my groin hurts.

-Keep walking.
-Really?

Did you see the light?

What was that all about?

It was a pregnancy test.

-What? Oh, no.
-Yes.

-What was the result?
-I couldn't see.

Oh, no!

There's no need to see it.

She'll never get pregnant at her age.

All she can become is a grandma.

I think I'll need, like, two drinks.

One in each hand to get you up to speed.

It's not all doom and gloom, though,
because our fashion show was...

Why don't we take a day trip
to Rosario Islands and talk?

Two glasses?

Is there someone with you?

Is someone else here?

No, baby. Why would you think that?

That would be great news, Mom!

You deserve a man who loves you,

a man who measures up, makes you happy.

And you know what?
Bye-bye, Armando Mendoza.

-I'll help you get over him.
-No.

Of course. Together, we'll crush him
and humiliate him like he did to you.

No, baby. Please don't talk
about your father that way.

"Father?"

"Father" and "Armando" are
two very different concepts right now.

Why don't we get changed,
get all decked up?

-Let's take a walk, have a chat...
-No, wait.

Dress up? Why? I was born ready!

Cartagena, the Pinzóns are here!

I'm glad you're back early from Miami.

The trip did you some good. You're tanned.

I waited for you at the fashion show.

I saved you a seat and champagne.

Mila said you wanted to see me in private.

And here I am, in private.

I hate pretending like everything's normal

when I don't know the true intentions
of you and your people.

What do you all want from Ecomoda?

I don't know about Ecomoda.

But I want everything from you.

I'd love for our hearts to beat
underneath one poncho.

I don't even wear ponchos.

That's a shame, because the V-neck
would look amazing on you.

No!

-What?
-What?

-Oh, no. Could it be...
-What?

-What?
-What?

What if... Mr. Mora is the baby's father?

Don't worry about Ecomoda's warehouses.

When you take me in,
my potatoes will be your potatoes.

But to go from theory to practice,

I need the toll to be a proof of love.

What do you think you're doing?

Giving you proof of my love.

Don't get it twisted, mister.

-I'm not that kind of woman.
-Excuse me.

LAWYER MAJO
INCOMING CALL...

Hello.

Mr. Pascual, I need you in my office.

Right now.

On my way.

Duty calls.

What a pity, my queen.

Look who's back!

Gourmet Breasts. Would you look at that.

Don't fear, don't fear, don't fear.

Happiness is here, and so is Aura María!

Wonderful by night, beautiful by day.

-My girl.
-Look at this makeover!

More decked up than a Christmas tree.

And I won't even ask
where the money's coming from.

Girl, in life, less is more, okay?

Some things never change around here.

At Ecomoda,

we breathe glamour!

According to my informants,

Armando and Betty have eloped,

just when Ecomoda
is about to undergo restructuring.

Wow. Isn't that great?

Cheer up, Pascual. It's good news.
We're on the crest of the wave.

It couldn't be better.

Everything's fallen right into place.

Right into a coma
induced by Armando and his mistakes.

That's what it is.

Now we have to work the miracle

of bringing Ecomoda back to life.

And we're done. The future will be ours.

That's hard to believe.

What did I do?

I signed on a paper
so Nacho could buy the warehouses.

So I could leave my potatoes over there

and get to that all-important office

to rub shoulders
with the distinguished ladies there.

Oh, girls. When I see you all,

I remember our moments
of happiness, sadness...

Those awesome moments! Remember?

Tell us, Betty, did you guys make up?
Are you boyfriend and girlfriend?

Oh, Betty!

-Tell us!
-So mysterious. Do tell!

Aura María, things are not
what they seem here.

Because you know what?
We're worse off than we were.

We're bankrupt and without severances.

-What? No way.
-Yes, it's true. We're in trouble.

Actually, what we need here is a miracle,

not from a person
who just looks rich, like you... No.

From a person who's actually rich
and invests in the company.

Otherwise, this will be over.

How much are we talking here?

Add as many zeroes as you're beautiful.

Mr. Pascual, don't worry.

You're in the best of hands.

Trust me, in a couple of months,
luck will be on your side.

Here's some free advice.

Don't talk too much to Marcela Valencia.

She's on a side
that's not in your best interest.

And she's so pretty.
Hot damn! I'm smitten by her!

She's so pretty, distinguished, she has...

What we basically need

is for you to stay
on the right side of history.

Yes. And of business, too.

You lost me there.

Would you care to explain
what the right side is?

COMBANK ACCOUNTS
NET FUNDS US$18,586,122

Are those dollars?

Oh, Bertha!

Girls, I will help you.

I'll head to the bank.

Help me find Freddy in exchange.

I'll find him, Aurita!

Right. He said he was traveling
without his cell phone.

Darling, I know you're
really mad at your dad.

But it's not healthy
to bottle up that anger inside.

-It's not good for...
-I hooked up with Jeff.

What?

Is that why you mentioned Carmen?

-But aren't they, like...
-Yes.

And I've just found out
they're moving in together.

-I propose a toast to us.
-Let's toast.

Because we're happy in Cartagena.

-Cheers!
-Cheers!

NICOLÁS
INCOMING CALL...

Nicolás.

How are you, Nicolás? What's up?

Betty, Betty.

Something incredible is happening,
it's supernatural.

I'm not sure how to tell you.
Are you seated?

I'm going to be a father!

What do you mean?

Pati got tested.

A home pregnancy test.
It came out positive.

It's on the way, either a boy or a girl.

What if it's more than one?

Oh, no. Don't joke about that, Nicolás.

I'm not joking. It's for real.

I hate to ask,
but are you sure it's yours, Nicolás?

How could you? We're like fire... Fire!

What?

-Hello? Betty?
-What's wrong?

Nicolás...

No, no. I have an emergency.

Talk soon, okay?

Okay. Bye-bye.

Hello? Betty?

Why did she hang up? What's up?

-If I may ask, what emergency?
-No, baby. I just got nervous.

-Why?
-No.

Nicolás is having a baby.

What's this?

They're called pregnancy cravings.

Kind of like The Last Supper
with just one disciple, isn't it?

How much is this going to cost?

The prices are on the menu.

Our baby is thankful, Nicolás.

It's not like
we're expecting quintuplets, Pati.

Besides, those tests
aren't always accurate and...

They might be wrong, but I am not.

I know my body perfectly well, Nicolás.

Are you doubting me, Nicolás?

I mean, I can't believe this.

No, Pati. No, calm down, Pati.
I'm not questioning you.

How could I? But...

I'm questioning myself, actually.

I got a super surprise for you.

We're staying here tonight.
I've booked the suite.

In this hotel? You and I?

The three of us, Nicolás.

You can't forget about our baby.

We have to celebrate our pregnancy,

and we have to discuss the near future.

It must cost an arm and a leg
to stay here.

Hey, and who... Who did he...

-Patricia Fernández.
-Shut up.

Oh, no. I got so worked up, baby.
My sugar levels dropped.

Let's celebrate my becoming an aunt!

Are you sure
this is something to celebrate?

A life is a life, baby.

-The waiter is over there.
-I'll get him.

-Thanks.
-No problem.

What's with the near future stuff?
Go on, tell me.

So, I've hired and paid,
with your credit card, of course,

our international wedding planner,
who will be in charge of our wedding.

So, in English?

So, in dollars.

She knows perfectly well
that it has to happen in a month.

I can't have a big belly at my marriage.

I mean, picture
a stunning blonde girl like me

walking down the aisle with a baby bump.

That would be neither stylish nor classy.

Well, I'm not really hungry right now.

Excuse me.

You look like a naughty kitten
sprinting on that wall.

Get out of here!

Why? I've been looking for you
all night long.

And why would I hide?

You treat me like a secret lover.

That's what you are, my lover.

Am I now?

You naughty girl.

-Nice.
-Get a hold of yourself, Armando.

You're saying this?

Give me another one.

You pretty thing.

I feel like you're not being considerate
of Ms. Patricia Fernández.

Her? Pregnant?

And now you've lost your appetite.
I cannot believe this.

How could this happen?

Should I talk you
through the baby-making process?

Don't be a smartass.

I'd understand if she was just pregnant.

But that woman is not exactly young.

That's not all. There's other news.
I'm getting married.

There'll be a wedding.
I'm enlisting you as my best man.

You're getting married?

-What's wrong?
-Are you capable of it?

-Mr. Hermes...
-Are you sure, Microlax?

Please.

-Hi!
-Hello!

-Hi!
-How are you?

-Hi, Nicolás.
-Hi, darling.

-Hi, Dad.
-How was it?

-Hi, Grandpa!
-Hey!

How was the trip?

-Good.
-Oh, no!

The next Dad of the Year! Congratulations!

What happened to "top secret?"
What happened?

Nicolás, this news is too huge
for me to be carrying it around by myself.

Let's keep it to ourselves, okay?

You're on social media.

-What do you mean? What is it?
-Just kidding.

I would even agree to be his best man

if you were to get married in the church.

Because those ceremonies
by a heathen government official...

I don't acknowledge them.

The Devil is a pig!

Nicolás, are you sure
you want to get married?

Especially to Patricia Fernández?

What's up, Bertha?

Yes, I'll be there in a minute.

Bertha, I need you to let everyone know
I'm holding an emergency meeting.

Is this man essential for this meeting?

Of course, Mila.

They've all been summoned.

-Who's missing?
-Mr. Pascual.

The potato vendor.

Pascual? Why?

As owner of the warehouses,
he's a shareholder.

His presence is highly relevant.

The theme of this meeting will be "panic."

Hugo, please.

-Do you always have to be so dramatic?
-Me, dramatic?

-Who are you calling dramatic?
-What a cross!

If you'll excuse me.

Gentlemen, princesses, queen...

-Sorry I'm late.
-Betty, why are they here?

-Mr. Pascual, we only called you.
-Yes, ma'am.

And he wanted us to tag along.

Anyway, I'm here
as Mr. Pascual's new legal assistant.

-I see that you wear many hats.
-I do.

It's normal when you're good
at everything you do.

I'm very good at my job too,

and I have plenty of reasons to be here.

Trust me.

Hello, everyone. Everybody's here, right?

Oh, no, what did we do to deserve you?

We weren't expecting you.

Keep your mouth shut.
Your life's in danger.

I called this meeting
to make an announcement.

The Superintendency of Corporations
has just informed us

that Ecomoda will undergo restructuring.

One question.

How do you restructure a company
that wasn't structured in the first place?

Let me break it down for you, Mr. Hugo.

Ecomoda might go into liquidation, okay?

We're drowning in debt.

And with the employees' liabilities,
the workers' debt...

Precisely. That's our biggest concern
and paying them is the priority.

To me and my partner,
this is horrible news, everyone.

-You and your partner?
-I don't get it.

Right. Nacho and Pascual
are warehouse partners.

TEAM
"THE NACHOS"

In fact, the warehouses
that Armando sold to Pascual

were actually sold to me.

So I'm the real owner.

And we think it's horrible
that you stopped paying rent.

That's unacceptable.

Freaking liar!

You are a traitor! You don't do that!

I agree. Nachito is a box of surprises.

Uncle, don't be so surprised.
It takes one to know one.

I can expect anything from Ignacio.
But you? A straw man?

Me, a straw man? Partner.

-It sounds prettier.
-Please, let's remain calm.

Let's proceed.

Restructuring processes take a long time.

Our only choice

is to find an investor
to make a significant capital injection.

But given Ecomoda's financial situation,
that might be a challenge.

Everyone, welcome to Ecocharity.

Let's see. We should have expected this.

Ecomoda has been awfully mismanaged.

You are no one to judge that.

I'm precisely the one to do so,

because I own Ecomoda's warehouses,

an essential asset
to the company's production.

Keep that in mind, sir.

The worst thing is that he's right.

Ecomoda's management is a mess.

So disastrous, in fact,
that while all this chaos was unfolding,

our lady CEO was on vacation.

Let me stop you right there.

Because our lady CEO is stepping up.

Maybe you forget your glasses
and can't see her?

Mila, I got this.

-Miss Mendoza is always...
-Pinzón.

-...so sweet.
-Camila Pinzón.

Not Mendoza.

At Ecocharity,
you'll find a family environment.

The one who used to be Camila Mendoza
is now Camila Pinzón.

And the one who used to be Ignacio Ortiz
is now Ignacio Valencia.

What a pretty family.

For now, we only need to wait for
the proceedings of the Superintendency.

But I want to make myself very clear.

No matter what it takes,

our priority is to answer
to Ecomoda's employees.

-I wish.
-That's all.

-I wish.
-Excuse me.

I wish.

Excuse me.

That's how rats run away in New York.
Have you ever seen them?

Buddy, you don't want to see me angry.

Don't you ever call my family rats again.

Excuse me.

What family?

You lost it.

I don't have the headspace right now
to even think about Majo, or Nacho,

or the warehouses, or anything.

-Betty.
-Mila is so angry at Armando.

And she'll be mad at me soon.

I'm haunted
by the lie I told her in Cartagena.

Betty, come here.

Please, sit down.

Who could be mad at Betty?

Besides, Armando must have messed up
big time to be treated that way.

Mila found out about something
he did to me before she was born.

That's why she's so upset.
That's why she's reacting like this.

Retroactive blaming.

He's still paying for his past mistakes.

And it hurts me to watch him suffer.

But I'm more concerned
about Mila finding out I'm with him,

that I lied to her.

I don't want her to be disappointed in me.

Betty.

Take your time.

You'll tell her the truth
when you're both ready to hear it.

Breathe.

I know the meeting was tough.

But you know what?

I think it was fruitful.

When I see you design,

I definitely see
the next Latin American fashion star.

Excuse me.

Mila, let's talk.

Jeff, I'm a little bit busy right now.

Even if you don't want to hear me,
I will tell you the truth.

And the truth is that
I did have a talk with Carmen once

about renting an apartment
and moving in together.

To split expenses, to save money, though.

That was before I met you,

before you became
an important person to me.

Mila, I want to be with you.

Aida, what did Jeff say?

I do not see Jeff in your contact list.

I am sorry. I cannot decode it.

Neither can I.

How are you, darling?

I know what Nacho does to you.

Disgust. Disgusted
is how he makes me feel.

Do you know what my priority is,
apart from Ecomoda?

You.

You and your happiness.

I'm being serious.

I'm being serious too.

You're the only who doesn't realize
what a femme fatale you are.

You're a great person,
a great businesswoman, a great mom.

And, as your best friend and daughter,

I'm only asking for one thing.

Be happy.

And for you-know-who
to be a thing of the past,

it would be good if you opened up
to the possibility of someone coming along

to take a little piece of your heart

and, eventually, a piece of your bed.

Mila!

Baby, I have something to tell you.

I wasn't alone in Cartagena.

Is that so? Go on.

I was with...

a man.

I knew it!

You were keeping it to yourself.

I knew it. And I love it.

I'm so proud of you, Mom.

Who?

I was with...

-I was with...
-Tell me.

-I was...
-With me.

I'm dead.

-Yes.
-Don't tell anyone.

My lips are sealed.

Welcome to our family.

I love this relationship.

Why did you do that?

I could tell from a mile away
that you couldn't tell her the truth.

Just take this chance to think it through.

Sleep on it, okay?

This information is between us.

Sandra!

That's what happened.

I didn't know ugliness gave in
under the heat.

How about that, Patsy Pat?

Betty is having an "Estebanquet."

She is ugly and sneaky.

Hugo, she's never gonna change.

And why is she allowed, but I am not?

I wasn't allowed.

It's strictly forbidden to get
romantically involved with co-workers.

She should set an example.

What do we call her? Maneater Pinzón?

You can't tell anyone, Gutiérrez.

I will tell nobody.

You heard me, Mr. President.

have a genital erotic sexual porn affair.

But my loyalty towards you

forbids me to keep it from you
and compels me to tell you.

-Right, and then it just happened.
-"Just happened"?

That's what I came up with
to calm Mila down.

I don't understand
how Gutiérrez found out.

How everybody found out.

Because now everyone at Ecomoda knows!

Betty!

Yes, I do worry about Majo,
Nacho, the potato seller, all of them.

Not only that.

I mean, I feel like I'm having
the worst day in my life.

I feel humiliated.

I just gullibly handed the warehouse
over to Nacho on a silver platter.

And then you just...

make a fool out of me!

And my daughter,
the one I cherish the most,

no longer wants to bear the family name.

-No!
-Mila is angry.

It'll go away.

But I will still be mad.

I'm losing the company
I've fought for my whole life.

I'm losing my child, our child.

And now you have a boyfriend?

It can't be!

Armando, with everything
going on at Ecomoda,

-are you being jealous now?
-Jealous?

Jealous?

I'm not jealous. Never, ma'am!

If you think about it,

them thinking Esteban and I are a couple
could be a blessing in disguise.

Why? What good could come out of that?

His capital for Ecomoda?

-No.
-What's he good for, then?

He won't hurt Mila.

Do I hurt Mila?

-Baby...
-Do I hurt Mila?

Besides Esteban,

you're the only one who knows
that this is a fictitious relationship.

It will remain that way
until I get to talk to Mila.

Okay?

If you want everything to go smoothly,

you need to calm down,
control yourself, okay?

Or things might get worse.

But I can't do it, I just can't.

I try to control myself,
but I picture you with...

that guy, and I just want to m*rder him.

-I feel like...
-Armando.

If you want this to continue,

we'll have to lay down some rules.

Some rules?

-For starters, what we have...
-Yes?

...will be kept hidden from everyone.

Everyone.

And we'll focus on finding
the best way to save Ecomoda.

Okay?

I told you Armando would show up.

Yes.

That's not all.

He will budge.

I don't know if he'll budge,

but we can bet on it.

And we'll see.

I'm sure you will pull Ecomoda through.

You know what, Betty?

You're the force
that pulls me out of anywhere.

The one that pushes me forward
and pulls me out of the darkest hole.

They're no match for the two of us.

Betty...

I love you.

Mr. Armando, I love you.

Betty La Fea, The Story Continues