02x03 - Karmando

[bunniefuu]

Congratulations, Armando!

We're losing Ecomoda tomorrow.

Not even my brother Daniel
could have done worse.

You've buried years of work
from my grandpa Roberto,

all of my mom's efforts,

and the company
where I'd dreamed of a future.

Tomorrow it'll no longer be ours.

You're the worst boss,
the worst husband, the worst dad.

Congratulations, Armando.

You're the worst at everything.

I wonder how low you can get,
you set the bar so high, Armando.

Not only did you take away
our severance pay,

but you're also
now taking away our company.

You've left a wound in me
that's turning into a scar.

Your inclination for failure

And your stubborn bad luck

And that transcends psychology
Supporting parapsychology

Maybe a regression
Might explain your karma

Because you're no longer Armando
You are Disarming

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You suffer on your own accord.

If you were with me,

you'd have it all.

And more.

-Disarming
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My God! My dad could pop up right now.

Still talking to ghosts, President?

Come on in, Calderón.

Come. Thank you for your time.
I know it's little.

You know, I hear voices too sometimes.

Right now, there's this one telling me,
"You shouldn't be here."

Sit down, please, okay?

-Okay.
-Sit down, hear me.

I know well you're with the other group.

I don't care, I don't need explanations.
I just want to say

you're the only person I have in this life

because I'm all alone.

This is why I need your help right now.

We need to rescue Ecomoda,
I need to rescue the company.

Betty, Mila, the employees. I need it.

Okay, how can I help? What can I do?

I need you to act as a bridge between
the potato vendor, Nacho and myself,

to arrange a meeting,
but that meeting needs to be tonight.

Bridge or no bridge,
this situation remains the same.

Ecomoda needs capital, okay?

Or it'll be liquidated
by the Superintendency

and, as it turns out, right now,

Mr. Potato and Nacho
are the only ones with the capital.

You don't understand a single potato.

I know very well
the Superintendency's intentions,

but I'm referring to something else.

We're businessmen,
I'm offering something else. A business.

You can dispense with the surprise

and tell me
where you're taking me for our honeymoon.

Rome!

Paris!

The Greek islands...

Babe, I'll surprise you
at the airport tomorrow.

At the airport.

Oh, Nicolás!

I need to know
what kind of clothes to pack.

Even more?

Room service!

Oh, I love this!

Betty?

Betty La Fea, The Story Continues

Instead of investing in Ecomoda
to pull through,

they lend me the money.

We're the ones who know fashion.

We'll pull Ecomoda through,
we'll give the money back,

with whatever interest.

On an installment plan, right.

They keep their money,
we keep Ecomoda. It's a win-win.

My dear, I think
you're not seeing the whole picture.

In your current state,

banks, investors,

or even the Sisters of Mercy
won't lend you money.

Let's be real here, please.

As it turns out, Nacho has been
plotting and planning this his whole life,

and now that it's within reach,
he won't let it go, will he?

At the least, you're one lucky man.

Thank goodness
you jumped ship before it sank.

I'm so sorry to interrupt, Patricia,
but Nicolás asked me...

Don't worry, Boss, no need to explain.
Come in, please.

You know, my contract
as a finance assistant,

IN MEMORY OF
FERNANDO GAITÁN

in section three, paragraph four, right?

"Trustworthy people must be available


We've just gotten married,
just this afternoon.

-Patricia is right. I should...
-Ecomoda is about to bite the dust.

I'm sorry, Boss. You know.
Bankruptcy. That's it.

Betty, why don't you call Esteban?

I know my husband is your assistant,

but Esteban is your boyfriend and lawyer!
Call him.

Let's cut to the chase.

Betty, we need to take this guy's offer...

What's his name? "Caspual"
and that Nacho guy.

We need to accept them,
to build Ecomoda with their money.

Betty, you must do something.

You can't sit and watch,
we can't be unemployed,

especially now that we're having a baby.

Oh, no. This made me like...

Here. Sick? Go to the bathroom. Okay.

Let me be clear, I did not jump ship.

I was thrown overboard
by Mila and Betty, okay?

But... back to Nacho.

To be honest,
I don't see him as your partner.

Anything that smells
like a Valencia, a Mendoza,

it gives him a rash.

And, honestly, I don't see you
as his subordinate.

So the only way out
that I see for all this

is through the person
who speaks in Nacho's ear.

That is to say, Ms. María José.

You know what to do... or to do to her.

What's good is right now
we don't have to write letters

or send memos or presents... So yeah.

I'll leave you to that.

I think the ball is in your court.

If you'll excuse me, President,
I'll be leaving.

Let's cut to the chase.
What do you mean Nacho has to think?

We need to think for 24 hours?
Why? What are you expecting?

-A miracle to save us?
-No, Nicolás.

I asked them for time
because I need to talk to Mila.

I have to prepare her for what's coming.

-Look...
-Boss, I agree. I do.

You're right, I can't go right now.

We have to step up, to answer.

It's a very complicated and complex time.

-Babe, it's a rain check on our honeymoon.
-What?

Yes, we can't be unsupportive.
I'll walk you out.

-What? No!
-We need to support our company.

-Careful, Betty. I'll walk you...
-I'm sorry, Patricia. Good night.

-I'm sorry to...
-It's a complex time.

-My trip!
-I'll be right back.

Wretch!

Where are you?

I thought no one was pettier than you.

But there is one person.
I married him today.

I'm so mad!

I had to do my very best not to kiss you
in front of everyone today.

That skirt made you look beautiful.

You looked very good too in that suit.

Betty, take a good look at that suit.

Because it will be off in my next picture.

Armando! We could get caught.

This chat is private.

No one will see you.
But, yeah, let's not take any chances.

ARMANDO
VIDEO CALL

-Mr. Armando.
-Hi.

Would you be so kind as to show me
what's underneath those pajamas, baby?

I'll think about it.

You've been a very bad boy lately.

Betty, please, don't be shy.

You know I love seeing you
the way God made you.

-There we go.
-Oh.

Betty!

What's this lady supposed to be doing?

Dad, I'm putting my PJs on,
why don't you knock?

Tell me the truth.

You were trying to do a striptease.

A striptease! Who was it for?

Were you? A striptease! Confess!

Oh, no, Mom.

Do not tell me people still send nudes
when they're 50.

Look, my daughter,
do not start misbehaving at this age

because the Devil is not only a pig,
he's also vicious.

Vicious! Let's go.

Can't I change in my own room?

When people change, they lock the door.

You should lock it. Let's go.

I do love what you're doing.

But next time...

-lock the door.
-Do not...

One's wit teaches you
to look through other people's intentions.

And you are not here to buy potatoes.

Based on my luck and philosophy of life,
I do not lend any money.

I'm not here for money, Pascual.
Don't get it twisted.

Because you and I are... alike,
we speak the same language.

Why are you here?

I'm here to make an offer
you can't refuse.

A true winning partnership.

It's simple. You invest in Ecomoda
to avoid liquidation,

and 50% of the company is yours.

The other 50% is for...

Ms. Betty, Mila and Marcela.

Are eye bags trending now
or did you not get any sleep last night?

Oh, baby. You know what's going on.

Things are very complicated.

Circumstances force us

and a sense of justice
puts our employees first,

beyond any other consideration.

I just think it's unfair
that guy could own Ecomoda.

That's where the sense of justice
should come in too.

Your dad is trying to find capital...

but it hasn't been easy.

And above all, he's in the middle.

I won't be a shareholder this time.

I'll be another employee, that's all.

In the position you'd like me to be.

What about Mr. Nacho?

He's fixated on Ecomoda.

It won't be successful.
He's trying to avenge his family.

That's not good for you.

What's good for you is to work with people
who know about fashion.

And that's us.

Look, Mr. Mendoza, I'll open my heart.

-Just as I did.
-And I thank you.

Based on my luck and philosophy of life,

I don't deal with ex-cons,

even though I do support
their resocialization.

-Get me?
-I got you.

That's why I'm offering
that you partner up

with Betty, Mila and Marcela.

Not with me.

-Hello, Mr. Hermes.
-What's this?

Mr. Hermes, out of all your facets,
this is the one I like the most.

A happy and cooking widower.

-Take a seat.
-Thank you.

-Weren't you on your honeymoon?
-Move over.

It didn't happen, Mr. Hermes.
Ecomoda didn't let us go.

But more importantly,
your house is beautiful,

so pretty, nice,
and it smells so delicious.

It smells like breakfast!

Mr. Best Man,
you have two more mouths to feed.

-I can see that.
-You have to act as a best man would.

Mr. Hermes, please bring me eggs,

as usual, more bread,
blackberry juice and orange juice.

The same thing for me, Mr. Hermes,

with four slices of bread
and peanut butter,

jam, caramel,
and a non-dairy latte, please.

I invited them, Dad,
in honor of the newlyweds.

Well, that's nice.
He's here to eat with his wife for free.

Without a doubt,
the Devil is a pig... and a*usive.

Mila!

Baby.

Your baby is gone. But I'm here.

Carmen, how long has it been
since we broke up?

How long?

A long time.

So please, for goodness' sake,

let's not make our work environment
more awkward.

Carmen, I fell in love with Mila.

So please, let's not use
a hammer to swat flies.

As usual, Armando Mendoza
is using everybody.

You want to sell me off
to the potato vendor?

I'm not saying that. No.

So I should just go
and propose a partnership.

Or should I prepare a romantic dinner
with soft music?

Or you and I could plan it all out

and buy presents and write little notes,
just like Mario Calderón.

Hey, stop. Don't bring up our past.

I come in peace.

I'm just asking you to be more strategic.

We need to do whatever it takes
to save Ecomoda.

-I won't do whatever it takes!
-Why?

He's a good guy!

-He's got you on his mind!
-And I'll lose mine.

And he doesn't know you.
He gave me something.

Look what he had me do.

He asked me to give you this.

Oh, God, no!

It's a little something.

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

Keep that, and tell that guy
that I'm starch intolerant

and allergic to potato vendors.

But I could get you some greens
to put in the soup.

Okay, Betty,
I spent the night doing the math.

There was nothing else to do.

For the record... I have an idea.

Please, tell me you have a good idea.

First, accept Nacho's offer. We have to.

You spent all night to come up
with that awful suggestion?

Mila, please.

-Let's listen to the big brains.
-Thank you, love.

I'll get back to it.

We take their offer,

and with the money we get
by selling our shares,

we build another company.

Beatriz, I need you to eventually
take over my company.

What do you mean, sir?

Look, Betty, we need Terramoda

to demand Ecomoda's outstandings

and seize our company
before the other creditors.

Another Terramoda? No.

Thank you, but no.

No, Nicolás! How could you?

-Mila, I'm with you.
-An awful idea.

You know very well I wouldn't be calling
if this wasn't life or death.

This time it's life or death.

Did you hear my full message?

Okay?

What's your answer?

No.

Do not worry. I understand.

Of course. Talk soon.

Talk later. Thanks for calling. Thank you.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart
for your solidarity in this case.

But I'd rather drown
and burn to death simultaneously

than have that man as my boss.

Mila, no. Camilita has some temper, right?

I like it though.
I like this kid's temper.

What's the root of all this?
Armando Mendoza's mischief.

Best Man, we're all victims
of Armando Mendoza.

Everything points towards Ignacio Valencia
being Ecomoda's next boss.

-Wait, what?
-We, as the heart

and soul of this company,
are we going to sit back and watch?

-No, no.
-What?

But what can we do?

Think about it,
we're employees, not partners.

A boycott, Bertha.

Let's get him off his high horse.

Majo, are you lost?

No. I'm just observing

the little scene of Joan of Arc. Dramatic,

pathetic.

She's fighting for what's hers, like me.

I'd like to carry out
a campaign of liberation,

but we the pensioners

do not have nails, nor teeth.

The former... the former employees
have even less.

And the runaway former employees

who went underground for ten years
have much less.

Do not throw shade at me,
you are not back in Ecomoda either.

I'm talking to the heir
of the Mendoza-Pinzón clan.

What's your suggestion, Amila?

Good question by our colleague Freddy.

-We have two options.
-Yes.

First, keep our heads down
like obedient kids.

-That's a hard no.
-It's a no.

Second, let Ignacio know

that we do not want him
as this company's boss!

Why isn't Calderón here?

I hate latecomers.

Let me call him.

I have an idea to make Ignacio
receive this message.

But I need you all to be committed.

-Do you pinky promise?
-We...

-Pinky promise.
-Yes.

-I don't know what that is.
-As the chief of staff,

and acting as a pregnant lady
who has a sixth sense

and the wife of the assistant

of the soon-to-be ex-CEO,

let me tell you that you need to behave
and be nice to the soon-to-be president.

Why don't you take care of your pregnancy?

If you are pregnant indeed,
it's a high-risk one.

And if you keep talking,
you might run a high risk.

What is this? Have some respect.

-You don't believe me?
-No one does. Hear me, fake blonde?

Good afternoon.

Very... good afternoon.

Namaste, Mr. Mario "Scalderón."

Okay, excuse me.

We'll continue later.

Marce.

Marce!

You could cut the air with a knife, right?

At last. We were expecting you.

-Allow me, ma'am.
-Thank you.

Mila's actions are in the Criminal Code.

It's called "last-ditch effort."

-It hurts, right?
-Me?

You don't know me.

Anyway, be careful with that girl

because she's pitting
a lot of useless jackasses against us,

who, by the way, you should send packing.

What's that, Majo?

Don't underestimate
my powers of seduction.

Everybody's gonna love me.

Speaking of useless jackasses,

with the next restructuring,
almost everyone will have to be fired.

But we need to keep in mind
that there's some qualified staff

that might be harder to replace.

I specifically mean
a certain Chief of Design

who, as I recall, has several banks
breathing down his neck,

with one of them
about to seize his property.

I think he'll be happy to keep his job.

Wasn't he up to speed?

Well, Lombardi
is unpredictable, untamable,

but I'm sure he'll play
for the strongest team.

Yes, and I will let him work here.

And the rest of the circus.

I just want to have fun.

I want to play with Armando
and Marcela's former employees

and with Armando and Marcela.

Only for a while.

Then we'll replace them.

The question is simple.

Are you with us or not?

Several workers said they were.

-Even the club ones.
-Ha! "The club ones."

See, the club ones
are like the sleeves on a vest.

They're nothing. You know what, Mils?
Don't count on me.

-I support Mila and Ms. Betty too.
-I didn't expect more.

Inés, if you were thinking
of coming back to life,

I'd suggest you reconsider,

because once you get here,
your grandson will send you right back up.

Look, Mils, understand this.

If Ecomoda is dying,
it's because of Armando.

Go complain to him.

Speaking of Armando,

I heard he talked to Mr. Potato
and asked him to invest

and to ditch us,

I mean, ditch you, Ignacio.

I thought loyalty and faithfulness
towards friends were bulletproof.

Depends on who takes the shot
and the type of b*llet.

Well, Armando can't even convince himself.

I'm not worried.

Betty will have to accept our offer,
and that's that. Period.

At my suggestion,
Armando will be calling you, Majo.

Because he's desperate for advice,

and his advisor and courier
didn't seem to measure up.

Thank you.

Thank you. He will come to me,
not because you suggested it.

Just like Nacho says,

don't underestimate
my powers of seduction.

Mr. Hugo, don't think about Mr. Armando,
but about Ms. Betty.

She deserves our support.

Oh, Jeff! Betty is
the classic Latin American woman,

tenacious, uncomplaining, professional.

She falls, she gets up.

She falls again, she gets up again!

So let her send her resumé
to the new owners,

and if she has to start over
as a secretary,

we'll find her a Bettycave.

Do you think it's fair
that my mom has to leave like this?

Knowing she was likely

the fairest and firmest CEO
towards her employees, even you.

I fully agree with Mila.

And I am aware of how hard
Ms. Betty worked for this company.

To be honest, I haven't seen Beatriz
around here asking for my support.

Even if I'm the light, the magic
and the life in Ecomoda.

I stand firmly with Mila.

To death.

Are you ready, Marcela?

I'm ready.

Thanks for supporting me.

There's no other choice.

Thank you too.

We've done our best to find capital,

but unfortunately...

we weren't successful.

I'm aware
of your failed attempt, Mr. Mendoza.

Oh, yes. It's that...

I told Mr. Calderón you came to see me
and we had a talk.

Right, I thought it was relevant
to bring it up.

Behind my back. So relevant.

But, yeah. What else can I expect
from you, right, Calderón?

I heard about that meeting too.

So tacky and out of place, by the way.

I feel like I'm in one
of those suspense movies.

Where you don't know what's going on,

but you only see... the crossfire.

Okay. Enough.
Let's carry on, I don't have time.

-We're still analyzing...
-"We"?

Speak for yourself.

My corporate interests lie elsewhere.

In this part of the movie,

we find out
that the daughter hates the father.

We have to be reasonable, as discussed.

And our priority should be
protecting our employees.

And I totally agree.

We need to protect the employees...
from Nacho.

I agree with Beatriz.

We will accept your offer.

There are several
of Ecomoda's employees demanding

that Mrs. Beatriz Pinzón should remain
as Ecomoda's president.

Otherwise, they're willing to quit.

No one wants to be with The Nachos.

Not even with guacamole on top?

I'm being serious, Hugo.

Esteban, the evidence, please.

These are the signatures
of those who are willing to quit.

We're talking about 80% of the staff.

What?

Gutiérrez, come back
and give us your report,

or you can give it back.

-Yes, Bertha.
-So unprofessional.

I just can't! I've been asking him.

Imagine.

Mr. Nacho and his team
will accept everybody's resignation.

-What?
-No!

-Yes.
-So we made a mistake

signing Mila's document.

No!

Let's calm down, let's focus,
my beautiful people,

and we're going to tighten that Kundalini.

What?

Let's focus on a sacred code, 6-80,

so we can defeat our fears
and help Betty do well.

-Let's go. 6-80.
-6-80...

Did you sign too, Nicolás?

No, but I'll sign right now.

Even if I'm having a child
and I'm married.

I'll sign now and quit.

That kind of pressure seems out of place.
I can't condone it.

We didn't expect your signature.

Let me see. Am I getting this right?

Hey, girl. I'm talking to you.

Is the main idea
that Pascual and Nacho should save Ecomoda

and your mother should be
its lifetime CEO?

Yes.

I thought the comedy show had ended.

-No, it's still on.
-It's not a bad idea though.

It's a horrible idea.

And the pre-resignation letters
are surreal.

Cool, that saves us the trouble
of kicking out every lazy a*s.

-Hugo, did you sign that letter?
-No, not me.

Hugo Lombardi is a signature.

And that signature is expensive.

Okay?

Thank goodness I didn't sign.

Neither did I.
I told you not to, dumbasses.

My dear Human Talent Manager,
I must say that your husband

-has just signed.
-What?

-Yes.
-What are you saying, Gutiérrez?

More news in a few minutes,
I'll keep you posted.

-Let's do the 6-80.
-I'm having a heart attack.

-6-80. Focus.
-6-80.

-A heart attack.
-Use the 2-22, Patricia.

-6-80, 6-80...
-6-80.

The letter is clear evidence
of the employees' support for my mom

and rejection of Ignacio.

We'll accept the capital injection
on one condition.

Mom...

No one will be fired from Ecomoda.

Right now is when
the hero of the movie shows up.

Mom, do you see we,
as employees, are with you?

-Of course, I know.
-So?

And I appreciate it and cherish that.

But I'm with them,

and what's important now
is saving their jobs.

You know what, Ms. Betty?

You have some beautiful feelings.

I swear...

that Nacho and I... listen to me...

will not fire anyone.

You have my word as a potato vendor.

A nice gesture, potato vendor.

Much appreciated.

-Good.
-I don't need your help.

Me neither.

Pascual. Always acting like a nice potato.

Unfortunately, compassion
is never well received here.

It's answered with rudeness.

But we're good people. So, Betty...

we accept your request.

Camilita.

Damn.

And, Betty, you should now
play your role as mother

and make her come into her senses

because her whims
might make our lives a living hell.

-They're not whims.
-Oh, really?

It's outrage, which I feel too.

I spoke my mind already. Excuse me.

-Wait.
-Armando.

Marcela, don't go. Wait.

Marcela, Marcela...

What happened though?

Is everybody leaving?

Mila! Baby, wait up.

Do you realize the only thing
the Ecomoda workers and I want

is to protect you from that snake,

and you just dismissed
our initiative for you?

On the contrary, baby,
I think it's beautiful what you're doing,

and it brings me to tears
that they are willing to quit for me,

but I can't put their job stability
on the line.

You know what's wrong, Mom?

People here love and respect you

much more than you
love and respect yourself.

I'm sorry to say it like that.

Mila...

Let her go.

You did what you had to do
in the conference room.

-You did well.
-No, it pains me.

It pains me for Mila.

For you, for my parents' memory.

Even for me.

But you know what, Betty?

Something about this keeps me strong.

Knowing I'm by your side.

Even if nobody knows.

Okay, so, tomorrow, as agreed, right?

-Sure.
-Same time.

-Good evening.
-Later.

-Later.
-Later.

-Sorry.
-Armando, not here.

Remember the rules.

-But she didn't see us.
-Okay, see you then.

-As agreed, okay?
-Yes.

-To start... building...
-Start.

...the basis of our new company.

We'll make the new foundation.

-Meet at your place?
-No!

We can't take the chance
of my dad and Mila finding out.

Taking chances is more fun.

-No. As we said, in the restaurant...
-Yes.

...with Esteban, for the meeting.

-Daniel.
-Yes?

-Could you bring my car?
-Yes, ma'am.

Thank you.

Someone's looking pretty today.

But I won't say who.

What do you want?

You offered me a ride home,
and you deceitfully brought me here.

I have no power at Ecomoda.

And you have everything now.

What do you want from me?

Actually, regarding this meeting,
I find myself torn.

First of all,

I don't belong to your team, The Nachos,

and second, I knew
this would happen eventually.

I knew that, some time,

you'd get bored of so many women every day

and you'd start looking for...

new experiences.

And you were totally right.

Because I'm here
to entice you onto my team.

So we can be on the same team.

How could I get so lucky?

But I want us
to talk about our future, Huguito.

-Oh, you can see the future!
-Of course!

-What's our fortune?
-Let's see.

Lying naked on a nude beach in Marbella?
Or where?

I see an indecent proposal.

Mario, make me a proposal for whatever,
whenever and wherever you want.

There are some Turkish baths
around the corner.

We could book a VIP room.

-It's enormous.
-Really?

-You walk in...
-How enormous is it?

Enormous like your bank debts?

What debts are you talking about, Mario?

I did some digging and found your hole.

Your fiscal hole.

Enormous.

Starting a new company
would be a good cause.

Saving the employees
willing to quit Ecomoda.

Among them, yours truly.

Yes. It might be our best option.

I'm more and more convinced

that our best plan
is to start a new company.

It might also help
Mila and Armando get closer.

-Right?
-You think so?

I wish so because Mila
left the meeting so mad.

On the one hand, she doesn't know

that her dad and I are together.

On the other hand,
you and I acting like we're dating.

She doesn't deserve to be lied to.

I don't want to keep doing that.

Especially if there are truths
hidden behind the lies.

Hello?

Oh, it's a text.

Oh, it's Armando.

Something big came up
and he can't make it.

Well, I won't miss him.

-Sir, a bottle.
-Yes, sir.

-That's better, right?
-Really? Oh, no.

It took me a long time to get here.

I should be somewhere else.
Tell me, what's the emergency?

You're where you should be, I assure you.

The place best for you.

-What's all this about? Be quick.
-Get in.

You know I like keeping
the best for the night.

I have excellent news.

Did you really think

I was interested in working with Nacho
and the potato vendor for a salary?

Would you care to explain
a bit more, please?

I'm an Ecomoda shareholder.

I kept an important percentage of shares.

You know why I did it?

Because of you.

I don't want you gone from the company.