01x16 - Episode 16

[bunniefuu]

[theme song playing]

Oh, that girl's a bombshell ♪

She likes to dance, she likes to party ♪

She sweeps up everything in her path

Like a hurricane ♪

You are left dripping

You are left empty-handed ♪

I love it when she swings her hips ♪

She's a bombshell

And there's no one like her ♪

I love it when she swings her hips ♪

Because she alone

Is the power of beauty ♪

KLASS 95: THE POWER OF BEAUTY

"THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION,

BASED ON AND INSPIRED

BY REAL-LIFE EVENTS."

[upbeat music]

[Shaio yelps]

What are you doing there, Berny? Move.

What? I can't hear you.

I have to get going. Please move.

Come again?

Move, I have a lot of things to do.

Just because you don't want to see me,

doesn't mean I can't visit

my friend. Your neighbor.

Then go give him a visit. Move.

Listen, have you thought about

how I'm going

to swoop by the church on that bike

and rescue you from the mess

you plan to get into?

I step in there,

right as you're going to kiss.

-[motor roars]

-Berny, please, no!

You're going to get me into trouble.

-What are you doing? No, no!

-What's wrong?

I'll snatch you that way.

-Please, be serious.

-Fine. I'll get going now.

-Thank you.

-So I don't cause any problems.

But on one condition.

What's that?

One little smooch.

-No.

-No? Want me to chase after you?

No, I'd rather you didn't.

Please, get out.

One smooch, that's all.

Tiny smooch.

Here.

Why are you like this?

Look over there.

[Juan M. Medina's "Yo No Sé Mañana"

instrumental version plays]

[deep exhale]

We'll kiss like that

at that church.

Ciao.

You're beautiful, hear me?

Later.

[engine starts]

[motorcycle speeds off]

[honking]

But if you don't pay me today,

I won't hand over my work,

and that's that.

[hangs up phone]

-Hello?

-[clears throat] Well, Mr. Agustín,

I just happened to hear

about how you've got your hands full

with your bills.

If you want, I'll help you out.

I'm honestly really good with that stuff.

And who are you?

Ah, yes, yes.

I haven't introduced myself.

Nice to meet you. I'm Dulce Marina Duarte,

I'm Elenita's daughter,

and from now on, I will be your assistant.

Well, to be frank,

I'm looking for a guy.

It's nothing personal.

I just need someone who is strong

to carry tripods, suitcases, cables.

I get it, Mr. Agustín,

but don't you worry because

I may not look it, but I'm actually

very strong. Even as skinny as I am.

In my home, when it's time to shop,

guess whose job it is to carry it all,

going up the stairs, and so on?

When it's time to move,

guess who they call up first?

This gal right here.

-And what's the boyfriend situation?

-Pardon me?

I'm asking if you have one.

Because working for me

means full-time work.

Partners get impatient quick,

and I don't want to get a new assistant

every other week.

Oh, right, of course No, Mr. Agustín,

don't you worry, we're all good

on the boyfriend thing.

I mean, we're all good,

since there's no boyfriend.

I am single and living with my mother.

Have you ever changed the film

on a medium format camera?

[whimsical music]

No. [laughs]

No matter.

I'll explain to you how it all works.

Listen, the first thing we'll do

[upbeat music plays]

You're going on a trip without a word?

On a trip? No, no, I wish.

Well, I still have good news.

Picture this,

that agency Nayibe works for,

they need an experienced

seamstress for a big parade,

and Nayibe put in a good word

for me, so they called me.

-That's great.

-Can't you see, Ángelo?

I'll finally get work,

I'll finally get recognition.

That's great. I just stopped by

to ask if you'd come

hang out with me at the store.

-[sentimental music]

-Aw.

Would you mind waiting until tonight?

I swear not to close

before you get there. Cheers.

May I speak to Nayibe, if you don't mind?

Sure thing, Mr. Edgar.

I'll transfer your call.

[Edgar] You knew who I was?

I know many things.

I'll transfer you now.

[snaps fingers]

-Mr. Edgar.

-Oh.

Thank you.

What's up? What's new?

Been very, very busy, Nayibe.

It's almost Shaio's wedding

and I still haven't gotten my invitation.

I spoke to the mailman this morning.

He said he had delivered

many invitation letters

to neighbors. Not to me.

That's so strange.

Maybe they'll invite you in person?

No way they won't invite you,

they even got to do their bachelorette

party at the Blue Cat.

No. There's no way

they'll leave you out of it.

I don't know. Find out.

Ask around, see what's going on.

You know what? Go grab the guest list,

that way we can know for sure.

And if they don't invite you

after all, what then?

Then come up with a plan to help me!

I've spent years investing into my

friendship with the Domínguezes,

only for them to exclude me

from this wedding.

I have to be there.

-[Edgar] Okay?

-[hangs up]

Suddenly the mansion

was fully functioning again.

[upbeat music]

What's with the hairdo?

I guess our announcement

really took off, huh?

It's amazing.

Right? I mean, it's like you just won over

the Scorpion Empire.

Since I'm keen on that realm,

I ventured over

and convinced her to join us.

Scorpion Empire? [laughs]

Well, it is amazing, alright.

I know Yago will faint.

You know what? I'll pitch her to perform

in the bridal dress

for the show's closing act.

-Oh yes, he'll love it.

-Isn't it perfect?

Well, it's time I leave

-to pick him up at the airport.

-Okay.

I'll ask him if he brought

the dresses, while I'm at it.

[upbeat music]

My mom warned me that

Yago has odd speech patterns,

so, please, don't laugh at him, okay?

Act like a statue.

Only talk if you really have to.

Also, don't even think about

asking for his last name.

And why is that?

I think that's him.

-Excuse me.

-Hello, how are you?

Love you guys, great having you here.

[Laura] Yago!

-Yes?

-Hi, nice to meet you. Laura Domínguez.

"Lauya."

[whimsical music]

What a "pleasuye" to meet you.

Let's have a look.

Thanks. [laughs]

Wow, you resemble your mom

"fyom" some years back.

Thanks, that's very sweet.

How was the trip?

-"Teyrible." So much rain.

-[Laura] How come?

-"Thundey."

-Uh-huh.

-So, is that all your stuff, or?

-Yep.

"Howevey"

I have to say goodbye to a friend

I made on the plane. Be back.

-[woman] Yago, can I get a picture?

-Yes. Hello, Colombia.

Back here once again,

I love you, Colombia.

[laughs]

Where did such a specimen come from?

Come on, let's make him say "railroad."

Óscar, I beg you, please

don't laugh and don't make me laugh,

or we'll have to say goodbye

to our fashion show.

Let's at least figure out his last name.

-Stop.

-His full name must be "Yamíyez Yoyíguez."

I told you, the last name here he comes.

-Yes. [laughs]

-Ready? Okay, shall we go?

Sure, and who is this?

A model, he's not, if you ask me.

Let's go, "giyl."

Such a pleasure to see you.

[Laura] When did you last visit Colombia?

I hadn't visited Colombia for a while.

I'd "adoye" seeing the "Cayibbean" coast.

I think Cartagena

is the place to go, you know.

[upbeat music]

Besides, it's the ultimate trendy place

for all kinds of high-profile weddings.

-I know you'll love it.

-I would "pyefer" something

less touristy.

[Yago] Any other options?

-Uh

-[Óscar] Oh, my man,

if you don't mind, I've got just

the place. Have you heard about

Barrancabermeja?

-[whispering] Hey.

-[whimsical music]

And the dresses? You have them, right?

One must never travel with their

beloved children. They get here tomorrow.

Got it, no worries.

Well, I'd be happy to help

with that if you'd like.

What name are they under? To pick them up.

Guess they're under your name, huh, chief?

First name Yago, last name

-[Yago] Just Yago.

-[whispering] Óscar.

I don't know, look again.

Did the clerk from the previous shift

-put it in the wrong box?

-No, nothing has come in.

Mail gets here in the evening.

It's a small invitation letter,

pink, roughly this size.

No, no.

[doorbell buzzes]

-[Nico] Good afternoon.

-Mr. Nico

Uh, go right ahead, sir.

What's it feel like having

the big wedding on the horizon?

[elevator dings]

It's pretty emotional, I won't lie.

-After you, please.

-Okay.

Anything you need help with

for the wedding, I got you, okay?

It's not like I'm an expert,

but I've done the decorations

for a few and frankly,

-they were memorable.

-You know what would help?

Listen.

Lately, Shaíto and my in-laws' peace

and quiet has been disrupted

by some guy roaming around these parts

by the name of Berny.

Ring any bells?

He's always in track pants.

It would be a huge help

if he were no longer allowed in here.

I'd really be in your debt.

[elevator dings]

It's so Shaíto and my in-laws

can have some peace of mind.

-Take care, be seeing you.

-Have a good one.

[Berny] Seriously, Edgar?

You sold yourself out

for a wedding invitation?

I didn't think you were like that. No way.

Where's this coming from, Berny?

I have no reason

to put myself up for sale. I'm just doing

what Shaio wants, which involves

not seeing you here anymore,

not seeing you at all. What am I to do?

And don't you dare talk to me that way.

[dial tone]

-So

-[Nico] Yes?

Since I know Esteban

and your uncles are your only family,

I took it upon myself

to sort out the flowers,

as well as the music,

-also the church options.

-Ah, great.

Hand this over to them.

-Got it.

-All the prices are there.

All you have to do is call

and place the order,

it's that easy.

[soft dramatic music]

Everything okay, dear?

Yes, everything's great.

It's just

I don't know if I told you this,

but lately,

I've been trying to, let's say,

spend resources judiciously.

Considering the planet

is going through a rough patch,

I was thinking, why don't we use

the preceding wedding's flowers?

Since they're back to back.

[whimsical music]

[both laugh]

-[Joaquín coughs]

-Oh, Nico, my dear,

such a sharp sense of humor.

I assure you I found the most

-affordable options.

-It's not about that.

What about the music?

My suggestions are there.

It's only a choir of 20 adults,

a quartet, a youth choir,

and well, there's the church fees,

which they will collect, music or not.

Only 20? Isn't that too little?

Honey, it's just so it's affordable.

If 20 isn't sufficient, let's go over it

and sort it out.

I'll look into that, okay?

Mm-hmm.

Mind if we start our match?

Ah, sure. No worries.

I'll give the agency a call,

see how things are going

with the fashion show.

[whimsical music continues]

Joaquín, before we start,

can we talk about something?

As long as it's not about problems.

I'll be creating opportunities for you,

instead of problems.

[laughs]

Well, listen, I think it's normal

for you to wonder

about my career, to worry about my future.

How will I provide for Shaíto?

Yes, that's been on my mind a lot.

Have you heard about

sales on television?

Sales on

Joaquín, get with the program.

I'm only talking about

the most lucrative business

in the field of marketing.

In essence, it's poetry.

It's art. It's beautiful.

What we will do is innovate

and redefine the way people

shop and sell goods.

Picture this, you're coming home, tired,

your back hurts,

sciatica tearing through your legs

-But I don't

-It's hypothetical.

Then you sit on your couch, comfortably,

flicking through channels.

Then suddenly, boom,

cut to black.

You see the words "electric corset,

two modes, three speed settings,

massages and corrects bad posture."

It's beautiful, Joaquín.

And that's how it all began: Nico's quest

to convince his father-in-law to give him

money for a new business,

and to pay for both his wedding

and honeymoon.

He's got some nerve.

Joaquín fell hook, line, and sinker, huh?

I'm talking 200 to 300 units

sold on daily basis,

with a three hundred percent profit.

Three hundred percent, Joaquín!

-Yes, sounds like a good venture.

-[Nico] It is.

-Let me know how it goes.

-No, no, Joaquín.

How it goes for us.

What I mean is,

I want us to become business partners.

I want you to be my guide,

my mentor, to teach me.

I'm ready to flap my wings,

as long as I'm being led by you.

Like when we go for treatment,

and you want us to walk in arm in arm.

I just ask that you're willing

to go on this adventure with me.

It will be very profitable for us both,

not to mention, for Shaíto, as well.

I want you to be frank with me.

How much do you think it will cost?

Look

You can tell me

once you come back from your honeymoon.

No, no, hold on, I mean

This business could blow up.

We should jump before it's too late.

Too late? What do you mean?

-Because I won't be here?

-Don't even joke about that.

So? We can continue

this conversation some other time.

Come back from your honeymoon,

and we'll talk. Let's play our game, eh?

[upbeat music]

No, no, you don't know how happy we are

to have you here. [laughs]

All those years hearing my mom

sing your praises,

-talk about you and your talent

-Thank you.

your refined taste,

your friendship, everything.

Is that my drink?

Congratulations on the house,

on all of it.

It's very lovely.

[Shaio] Thanks.

You are always welcome here.

Hey, I want you to meet Agustín,

our photographer.

My pleasure, man. Welcome.

[Shaio] Yago, we have a catalog

of lovely models. The sooner

we make our choices the better,

in case I have to make revisions

or adjustments later on.

Let's see.

Sure thing, man.

[engine roars loudly in distance]

[whimsical music]

Mm-hmm.

[engine roaring continues]

[Laura clears throat]

Could someone please

help hush all that bike racket?

It's preventing us from working.

On it.

Berny, my man,

could you stop making such a racket?

It's disrupting our work.

Tell Shaio to come down,

I have to talk to her.

She's not available right now.

Once she is, I'll gladly

tell you to call her pager

to get in touch.

I'll gladly stop making a racket

once she comes out, okay?

[engine roars]

I love it.

[Yago] The models are stunning,

without a doubt,

but do we have no men? Remember,

mine is an all-gender fashion show.

[engine roaring continues]

[Yago] Don't tell me

we have no handsome men.

Of course we do.

We'd have to search for them,

but they surely exist.

[muttering] Can't anyone get

that moron to shut up?

Let me have a word with him!

[everyone] No!

Listen, man.

I just need to go up and talk to her.

No. It's nice

that you want to talk to her,

but do it some other day.

Take your hunk of junk with you, okay?

How about this: I'll wait for her.

I'm in no rush.

Christ, what is that awful noise

[suggestive music]

Wow.

Where did this hunk come from?

-[Yago] Hello, nice to meet you.

-[Berny] Hello.

Berny Gómez.

A pleasure.

Yago, the one and only.

And I "imploye" you

to be in my fashion show.

[Óscar] In 1994, the mobile phone

came to Colombia.

About a year and a half later,

by the end of 1995,

when our story takes place,

everyone wanted to have a mobile phone.

[Óscar] The gizmo that would set us free,

let us spread our wings.

Only, it was extremely expensive.

[Juanita] But that's beside the point.

Cell phones were an immediate hit.

You could make a call

and hang up at any time.

Ever wonder who it was

that came up with that famous phrase,

-"do a failed call"?

-Hm.

Kelly was an expert at that.

Do a "failed call"

Call me and hang up right away.

Then I see it and call from the landline

to save up on phone fees.

I mean, we'll see.

Either way, by the time

I can afford a mobile phone

Oh, you always find

something to complain about.

Remember how we lived back in Barranca?

Oh, every single day, my girl.

So then, have some faith.

The agency will really take off

after the fashion show.

[uplifting music]

[cheering]

[Óscar] Nayibe was right,

things are not so easy

-and a mobile phone was a real luxury.

-Mm-hmm.

The point is,

shortly after that initial call,

Colombians soon figured out

how to make and receive calls.

One grand. Airtime for one grand.

Mobile phone calls,

mobile to landline calls.

Mobile phone calls,

mobile to landline calls.

We charge by the minute also,

just a grand.

-[mobile phone rings]

-That's for me, for me!

-They said they would call me now.

-Hello.

-I swear.

-Is this Miss Jessica's phone?

-Hold on.

-[mouthing]

Remember,

we charge for incoming calls, too.

Yeah, yeah. Hello?

Yes. Jessica.

How are you?

This is Elenita Duarte from Klass 95.

Okay, lay it on me, quick.

[whimsical music]

I'm doing well, thank you for asking.

I'm letting you know that you were chosen

for the designer Yago's fashion show.

[uplifting music]

What do I have to do?

Come here on Monday, be punctual,

please, by 6:30.

Don't do anything to your hair, okay?

We'll take care of all the important bits.

One more thing,

don't start gobbling up food

over the weekend,

or else you might look like a blobfish.

You got it, ma'am. See you then.

I have to go now.

Later.

I got it. I got the job!

They gave me the job!

That's great, I'm happy for you.

But don't forget, you owe me a hefty sum.

-I'll pay when I get paid, I swear.

-Please, if you'd be so kind.

Or next time I might tell them

they got the wrong number.

-Here. [squeals with joy]

-Don't forget about us

-down-and-outs when you're famous.

-Okay!

Indeed, Jessica

was on the path to stardom.

But so were Kelly, Bianca,

Paola, Yina

Monday, 6:30 at Klass 95.

This is crucial:

Keep your mouth shut, and watch your diet.

Berny!

Elena, did you hear the good news?

Thank you, thank you!

Hell yeah!

Hey, I'm going to be a model.

What do you think, huh?

[cheering, applause]

As the first big fashion show

for the agency and its models,

nothing could go wrong.

Let's look at the countdown.

There were two days to go

until Esteban's main event.

Seven days until the great Klass 95

fashion show

with famous designer Yago.

And eight days until Shaio Domínguez

and Nicolás Rocha's wedding.

Hairs were standing on end,

and expectations were high.

Then there was the girlfriend

who seemingly vanished.

And to give you a sneak peek,

we barely made it out alive.

[uplifting music]

These napkin rings are fabulous.

I love the attention to detail. Wonderful.

Shaio, honey, stop that.

You won't fit into your dress.

-[groans]

-Give me that.

Can't you see I'm skinnier every day?

-What cake did you like the best?

-I don't know, they're all amazing.

That one is delicious.

Very tasty.

Pick whichever one you want. I have to go.

But there's still a lot left

to iron out, dear.

Desserts, song list for the DJ.

Mom, I don't know anyone

on this earth with

a more refined taste than yours.

I'll approve anything you choose. Okay?

Nata, what my mom says, goes.

One more thing. Has Nico discussed

the church music and flowers with you?

I know he'll cover those, but, well,

he may want a woman's intuition.

He hasn't mentioned it,

we agreed not to talk

until the day of the wedding.

More romantic that way, right? [laughs]

Okay, but are we sure

there will be flowers and music?

It'll be fine! It'll be fine.

-Thanks, Nata, I'm going now.

-1, 2, 3. Shaio.

-Thanks for everything.

-Honey, wait up!

Try not to run into

our neighbor down the hall,

the one always hanging

by the flat asking if we have

-a wedding invitation for him.

-Seriously?

Imagine us actually inviting him.

I've recently heard that he is known

to launder money for the mafia.

And that he has different aliases.

[laughs] Sorry,

what kind of aliases could he have?

-"Slick Back"?

-Don't laugh, Shaio, this is serious.

Sorry.

This person who tipped off

your dad is very sharp.

It seems his alias is "Doormat."

[dramatic sting]

[Maniquí] Doormat, Doormat!

Let's sh**t by the nicer doormat, come on.

Yeah, yeah. Careful, careful!

[all laughing]

[all together] Doormat, Doormat!

-Maybe for being a designer?

-[laughs] Sorry.

Anyway, try to keep your distance.

Fine.

Do you think we'd associate

with someone with an alias?

-A total nightmare.

-Yes, it's horrible.

If I run into him,

I'll hit the bricks. Okay?

-Later.

-All right.

Honey!

Has Nico mentioned the honeymoon to you?

[soft dramatic music]

The honeymoon.

[Juan M. Medina's "Yo No Sé Mañana"

instrumental version plays]

-[dramatic sting]

-You are not marrying that moron.

I'll tell you how it's going to go down.

-Oh, no

-Listen.

If you step into that church,

I'll follow close behind

and steal you away. Just watch.

I swear.

[elevator dings]

-'Ello, neighbor.

-Edgar.

-So nice to see you.

-Mm-hmm.

[whimsical music]

How are the wedding preparations going?

I take it it's shaping up wonderfully.

-Yeah, yeah, it's great.

-Ah.

Anything you need help with,

decorations, lighting,

just let me know, okay?

Usually I'm more humble,

but I am extremely good at that.

Hmm. Thanks.

But the thing is, isn't the boyfriend

in charge of the church? So

Right, right, I knew that.

Maybe I could help with something else.

The party, for instance.

I'm very good at arranging parties.

[nervous laughter] I'm sure you are.

[elevator dings]

Thanks. [laughs] Have a good one.

José, how are you?

-Ms. Shaio, have a nice day.

-Thanks.

What's up?

Mr. Edgar, we have no invitations for you.

[whispering] Nothing at all.

Let me know.

[slams door]

Son of a b*tch, what now?

[engine starts]

[Óscar] Where was Nico during all this?

Somewhere royal, I assume.

Royal?

Either making a royal mess

or being a royal screw up.

[both laugh]

"Royal." [laughs] But indeed,

the bum was chasing after money,

looking under rocks,

just to be on good terms with his in-laws.

[Nico] Hello? Is this the bank's manager?

How are you? I'm Nicolás Rocha del Valle.

Anyway, listen,

as I was telling your subordinate,

I'm basically asking

for a five-million pesos loan.

Okay.

No, I hear you, I get it. You either need

a guarantee or a guarantor.

Oh, or real estate. I see.

The thing is, as far as real estate goes,

I have none.

As of now, I've invested

all of my capital into my business,

-which, by the way, is booming. Hello?

-[call drops]

-[dial tone]

-Hello?

Yes, is this the bank's manager?

Uh, Nicolás Rocha del Valle.

A few years ago, I had a preferential

banking account with you

-[call drops]

-Hello?

[Nico sighs]

So, Juancho, my man, how are we doing?

Nico Rocha del Valle.

Listen, I was calling to,

well, mainly, to say hi, of course.

But I won't waste your time.

Truth is, I want to ask,

could you do me a big, big favor?

What's with the hostility, my man?

The lack of manners?

At least ask me how I'm doing.

Did you know I'm going to marry Shaíto?

[call drops, dial tone]

Juancho?

[sighs] That man is one of Shaio's exes.

My dear Juana, tell me, how are you?

I'm here to pitch you

one hell of a business deal.

[Óscar] Tell me the truth,

did you ever consider it?

No, no.

Tell me.

Fine. [laughs]

Yeah, I mean, for a few moments.

Up until I remembered

everything Nicolás had done to me,

then I sent him packing.

Nico was desperate.

He had no idea where to get the dough

for the wedding and the honeymoon.

And then, he made the worst mistake ever.

[somber music]

Got it.

-Thanks.

-My pleasure.

Thanks. Well, listen,

as I was saying,

what I want for my wedding

are some big flowers,

all over the church, shimmering.

A symphonic orchestra,

a kind of performance

that people will never forget.

Beautiful, memorable.

Are you asking me to help you

get all that? Well, gladly

Esguitar, hold on, no.

Sorry to interrupt.

I know you have great taste,

just as I do.

It's something we share.

But that's not the point.

-Mm-hmm.

-Sadly, I was

an orphan when I was young.

Lost both my parents.

I'm all by myself, I have no one to go to.

[emotional music]

And since you've become

such a good friend of the family,

so close

can't you lend me some money

so I can sort out my marriage woes?

[emotional music stops]

Isn't your uncle your godfather?

Yes, but it's best he doesn't

spend on the wedding, as per custom.

-What custom?

-[whimsical music]

That's more of a bad omen.

It's actually a bad omen

from the people of the United States.

A custom that carried over. Forget it.

Only those in the upper class know that.

Are you saying I'm not in the upper class?

No, Esguitar, how can you say that?

Yes. I mean, no.

You're a high class guy, totally elite.

[both laugh]

And with great taste besides.

I mean, look around us.

That is precisely why

I want us to do business.

Mm-hmm.

Currently,

-I'm lacking in any financial liquidity.

-Mm-hmm.

It's because my television sales business

hasn't taken off.

"Rocha's goods, as seen on TV."

We haven't been able to take off,

due to the marriage stuff.

Things will get going

when I return from my honeymoon.

But it's going to be a hit.

I'll be filthy rich.

I'll make it easy for you, Nicolás.

Mm-hmm.

With all this hubbub

surrounding your marriage,

your girl and Laura, my former partners,

forgot to send me my wedding invitation.

Hmm. No, no, Esguitar.

There must have been a mix-up.

Yes, yes. Listen. Thing is,

I haven't been able to speak to Shaíto

since we agreed it was best

to talk after the wedding,

so that it's more romantic.

Oh, how cute. [laughs]

-Know what, Nicolás?

-Yes?

-The dough is yours.

-No way, Esguitar. Thank you so much.

-You're a lifesaver, truly.

-Oh, you know you can count on me.

I'll give you the money as soon

as you get me that wedding invitation.

For you to borrow, okay?

I can only imagine Nico saying:

"Where am I supposed to get

an invitation to my own wedding?"

He had some invitations, for family.

Not many. A guy like that? What family?

He had to pick. Inviting Edgar meant

excluding a distant relative or an uncle.

-That's an easy one.

-No, a hard one.

Who was telling Paulina or Joaquín

that Edgar had been invited?

-What do we do about the cash, Esguitar?

-Don't worry about that,

I get invoices right here, at the office,

and I get them to pay.

And as for the price, relax,

I get a real bargain. Mm-hmm?

Great, great, but

Know what I think?

Let's get the flowers in advance.

It's a bit urgent, so, maybe

you can give some cash up-front?

You know what? You're right.

We need to get that rolling.

Get started with that,

I'll get started on my end.

-Are you going to Esteban's event?

-Yes.

Perfect. Go there,

hand me the wedding invitation,

and I hand over the money. Okay?

-Later.

-Relax.

-Please look into that.

-Take it easy now.

Okay.

[funky music]

[Kelly] Yes, I'll call you tomorrow.

Ready, all set. Later.

[funky music stops]

Ooh, what do you have there?

One of Hollman's little gifts?

[tense music]

What's your problem?

Haven't you seen him?

He hasn't invited us out for anything.

No. I told you, never again.

You should give me the colonel's number,

I'll say hi to him.

Because, personally,

I really miss that trip.

I told you, I'm done with them.

I'm not speaking with them.

Really? You haven't heard from Hollman?

That guy really seemed in love.

In fact, I thought you forgave him,

hence him giving you

a little reconciliation gift.

Where did you get that idea?

He took us against our will, remember?

Oh, come on. Men who are in love

are always making mistakes, Kelly.

May I see it?

Just be careful, I don't have a lot

of minutes. Don't make any calls.

Don't you know I paid for it with credit?

Tell me where! I've been trying to get one

and it's been tough.

It takes owning an apartment

-for someone to even get credit.

-Goes to show.

[groans] Come on. Are we getting

our breakfast, by any chance?

They call us in very early, and no food.

I'm so hungry I can eat an entire horse.

Did you have breakfast?

Do you know if we get food here?

I don't know, I bring my own stuff.

Agency food fattens me up.

[laughs] Look who's talking.

You look like a coat hanger!

Girl, everyone is envious

of skinny girls like us.

Some girls drink water and get fat.

I knew of many such cases at the pageant.

-Pageant?

-Beauty pageant.

I was a beauty queen. Nice to meet you.

Miss Panela '93 to '94.

[whimsical music]

Don't compare yourself to me,

Miss Trash, we are nothing alike.

Firstly, I was never a queen,

and I don't intend to be.

I am a professional model.

Listen, you lump of bones.

Clearly we are not alike,

because I am actually hot.

Besides, honey, please,

eat something. You need it.

Poor thing, can you even sit down on that?

Bite me, you social climber.

[Jessica laughs]

[dialing sounds]

[ringing tone]

What are you doing?

Making a long distance call

courtesy of my friend,

who I cherish so much.

-Don't touch that, she'll k*ll you.

-Oh, no.

Hi, good morning,

thank you for calling, this is

-Drop it.

-[in English] With whom am I speaking?

[Óscar] One long distance call

on an unlimited mobile phone plan in 1995.

-[Óscar] Any idea how much that cost?

-No. A lot.

A fortune. This is when I realized

Jessica was capable of anything.

Very capable.

I realized some years later.

Don't skip ahead, it all started there.

Hi, princesses.

How are things around here?

All you girls are fabulous. Boys, too.

Let's start getting ready,

we're doing our first rehearsal

with the outfits on,

so master Yago can see them.

Okay.

It's also time that we talk,

don't you think?

-[instrumental "Yo No Sé Mañana" plays]

-Starting with the men.

Yes. The men.

[suggestive music]

Let's get going, then.

Come.

No, no, no. Hold on.

With that "manney" of walking,

no outfit can truly shine.

Berny?

Show him how you model one of my outfits.

[Yago] "Let'sh" get started.

["Yo No Sé Mañana" instrumental plays]

That's it!

With style, harmony, with pizzazz.

[Yago] Bravo!

See? Watch him.

I love that Berny.

Let's see, Shaio.

If you intend to keep ogling Berny

like a drooling idiot,

what will we do before the fashion show?

Why don't you go work

on wedding preparations?

Because Mom is in charge of that.

And this is my fashion show.

I need to get this all over with

by Saturday, or I'll sh**t myself.

Okay, then come on up.

Nayibe's sister is over there,

picking the outfits.

Did you see how he models?

Did you not see him walking?

That stride, that smile

He could take the modeling world by storm.

And perhaps Dad won't think

he's so bad anymore.

Yeah, keep dreaming.

Moni! Meeting.

["Yo No Sé Mañana"

instrumental version continues]

Let's keep something in mind, okay?

Berny is here because Yago saw him

and got the idea

that he needed to be in the fashion show.

That's why.

Dad will never accept him, Shaio.

Besides, you're marrying Nico.

You can't back out of that, got it?

You saw it.

He could be a model.

-[laughs]

-Colombia's finest, no less.

What? Tell me,

is there anything wrong with that?

Dad could never tolerate

having a criminal in his family,

or a personal trainer, for that matter.

Let's drop this, okay?

We can't dawdle,

we have lots of work to do.

In fact, let's make a list of everything

missing for the fashion show. Moni?

[Moni] We secured our lighting,

picked all the music,

the invitations are all sent out.

-And the magazine cover.

-[Laura] Done.

Grosso will be hysterical when he realizes

that for all the scoops

he didn't get during fashion week,

Mimi is going to give them all to us.

Mimi's interview! How could we forget?

Oh, right.

Turn it up, turn it up.

Of course, the big headline

is that the Klass 95 agency

is organizing an extremely

high-class fashion show.

And the main guest will be

the Spanish designer, Yago

[scoffs] Yago.

Back here once again.

I love you, Colombia.

[Mimi] with his latest designer

collection, his finest yet.

In other words, a world-shattering event?

Absolutely.

A performance the likes of which

this country has never seen,

for which we sought out

the finest Colombian models.

There's a light show, music,

and a stunning runway show.

All of it with the Klass seal of quality.

[Mimi] Our magazine

can't be lagging behind,

so we're doing a special issue

with photos, interviews,

and all the goings-on

surrounding this world-class event.

It will be a very special edition,

for all of you.

-Quit your yapping, you clown!

-What's your problem?

My problem is that I just put on

one hell of a fashion show in Medellín.

It was stunning, a triumph.

This woman's riffraff magazine,

all she can think to cover

is one of my models

stumbling on the runway.

And she acts like it's a scoop.

Got it? And yet, these two nobodies

[deep sigh]

get themselves a Spanish designer,

also a nobody,

and host him at a special event.

Is this a damn joke?

We both know Yago is not past his prime.

He's one of the most important designers.

To me, his prime has long passed.

End of discussion.

Besides, I highly doubt

this is the right way of elevating

any country's fashion industry.

Be serious.

Then what we have to do

is to shut them up, by outperforming them.

Outperforming? Are you delusional?

You're gonna tell me

how to do things?

I told you, when I first came here,

there wasn't one runway

in this entire town, honey.

[sighs]

-Remember?

-Mm-hmm.

Back in the day when you were doing

all that sh*t the pageant

made you do. Remember?

If it wasn't for me, you'd be starving,

chomping on that pair of legs,

which is the only thing God gave you.

Right, Beanstalk?

You wish you could chomp on them.

-Come again?

-You're an a*s.

"a*s," huh? I'm not at all worried.

This publication

won't be making any kind of splash,

and neither will that fashion show.

Mark my words.

[Adrián] Put me through with Bianca.

[theme song playing]

Oh, that girl's a bombshell ♪

She likes to dance, she likes to party ♪

She sweeps up everything in her path

Like a hurricane ♪

You are left dripping

You are left empty-handed ♪

Oh, honey, give it all to me ♪

Don't be so mean

You're the death of me ♪

I love it when she swings her hips ♪

She's a bombshell

And there's no one like her ♪

I love it when she swings her hips ♪

Because she alone

Is the power of beauty ♪

I love it when she swings her hips ♪

She's a bombshell

And there's no one like her ♪

I love it when she swings her hips ♪

Because she alone

Is the power of beauty ♪