01x06 - Episode 6

[bunniefuu]

[energetic fanfare playing]

Earth.

According to the latest figures,
home to 3.35 billion people.

All chasing health, wealth, and love.

In theory, there's enough for everyone.

But in reality?

-[director] Cut!
-How was that?

[music fades]

Was that a good take?

Great. It worked.

-Thanks. See you tomorrow.
-[bell rings]

-Thanks. See you.
-Don't you have voiceovers?

I'll do them tomorrow.
I've got an awards ceremony.

Really? What did you win?

An award for putting up with you.
No. I'm just attending.

One of Encarna Sánchez's galas.
Gotta run. I'm late. Bye. Thanks!

[director] See you!

[romantic Italian music playing]

[inaudible]

Darling, you were brilliant.

-Antonio, you charmer.
-How about a drink?

Thanks.

Mm. Merci.

Let's go.

-Okay, the best part of the evening.
-[both chuckle]

-Come on. Let's see who's here.
-Let's go.

[romantic music intensifies]

-Shall we take a stroll?
-Yeah.

-Excuse me for a second.
-[Antonio] Hi. [chuckles]

[whispers] Tell me everything.

-Watch. This is going to get messy.
-What's going on?

You know Rocío Dúrcal's been seeing
Juan Pardo, right?

-Really?
-Yeah.

Well, rumor has it,
Junior's into Rocío. [laughs]

Perfect timing. Right in front of them.

[laughs] Maybe not as an aristocrat,

but as a journalist,
you should know these things. [chuckles]

Right.

Hi. What's this? No proper introductions?

Do you really need them?
You both know who you are.

Rafael Martos.

-Natalia Figueroa.
-Hello.

Nice to meet you.

-[photographer] A photo?
-Sure.

Let's capture the moment with the winner.

A WOMAN LIKE NO OTHER

We showed up, and the place was deserted.
What a disaster. Dad.

[laughs]

No, please. Carry on.
I'm just here to enjoy myself.

-Is that her father?
-[Natalia] He adores my friends.

Darling, you've got so many,
I can't keep up.

[both chuckle]

Look, Dad. She's Encarna Sánchez.
She organized the awards.

And he's Raphael, the winner.

-Really?
-[Natalia] The singer.

Those two are Juan and Junior,
the ones behind "Anduriña."

-What a beautiful song.
-Yeah.

I've heard
it's one of Picasso's favorites.

-Really?
-Mm-hmm.

But which one's Juan,
and which one's Junior?

-I'll go find out, okay?
-[chuckles]

Natalia.

-Thanks for inviting me.
-Leaving already?

Yeah. I'm recording tomorrow.
I need to rest my voice.

-That's a shame.
-Mm-hmm.

I don't usually go out before a recording.

But I loved seeing your home
and meeting you.

Same here.

-See you next time.
-I hope so.

-Bye.
-Bye.

[Antonio] So?

-What's he like?
-Raphael? Really nice.

[Natalia] Yeah, he seems it.

I'm fascinated by the buzz around him.
The whole phenomenon.

Just between us, I prefer Serrat.

I've got tickets to his concert next week.

-Serrat's?
-No, Raphael's.

In case you want to see
the phenomenon firsthand.

-Mm.
-You coming?

["Te voy a contar mi vida" playing]

[fans screaming]

I love you!

[group] Raphael!

[Raphael] ♪ Long before you fall in love ♪

♪ Long before binding yourself to me ♪

♪ I'll tell you my life story ♪

It's incredible.

♪ Now, in the dawn of this romance ♪

♪ At the start of our affair ♪

♪ I'll tell you my life story ♪

Antonio, this is so embarrassing.

He'll be thrilled to see you.

Maybe, but he probably needs a break
from all that screaming.

[knocking on door]

Come in.

[door opens]

-Antonio! Great to see you.
-Congrats.

Natalia.

-How are you?
-[Natalia] Good.

-Did you like the concert?
-Yeah.

We'd have liked it more
if we'd actually heard you sing.

-What?
-Your fans.

They scream nonstop. You drive them wild.

Right. I'll make sure
you get better seats next time.

If you want to come again.

Sounds great. Thanks.

We'll let you rest.
Don't want to bother you.

Rest? No. We're heading out to dinner.
Then Corral de la Morería. Come with us.

-Really?
-Of course.

I've got plans, but I have a feeling
you two will have a great time.

-I'll get changed. Be right back.
-Perfect.

[flamenco tapping]

[singer] Olé!

-[woman] Bravo!
-[applause]

[man] Bravo! Bravo!

Bravo! Bravo!

-Amazing, right?
-Beautiful.

When people scream like that for you,
how does it feel?

[singing in background]

I won't lie. At first, I felt embarrassed.

-I didn't know how to react.
-You get used to it, though.

No. I don't think you ever do.

But I see it differently now.

Yeah? How?

With gratitude, for one.
Without my fans, I wouldn't be here.

-If they want to scream, let them.
-I see.

Says the man who quit small venues
because no one listened to him.

-Been doing your research?
-[laughs] Occupational hazard.

I figured this was an interview.

No, that wasn't the idea.

I'm just curious about the phenomenon.

[singer] Olé!

You mean this circus act? [chuckles]

What you see is what you get.
No big mystery.

- Olé!
-[man] Bravo! Bravo!

What singers do you like?

I'm really into French chanson.

Gilbert Bécaud, Jacques Brel,
Aznavour, and Édith Piaf.

She's the best. No question.

Spanish artists?

There's this young guy,
just starting out. His name is…

Raphael?

[tapping intensifies]

Serrat.

Oh my God.

[giggles]

We'll have to fix that.

-[singer] Olé!
- Olé!

-[applause]
-[man] Yes, sir.

Good evening.

Welcome to Corral de la Morería.

Tonight we're joined
by our dear friend Raphael.

Welcome. Come join us.

-Really?
-Let's dance.

-Excuse me.
-Go ahead.

[applause]

[romantic music playing]

[romantic music continues]

Excuse me. I thought aristocrats
never leave without saying goodbye.

But journalists leave
whenever they feel like it.

I see.

So, can I call you?

-Sure. Got something to write it down?
-No need. I remember everything.

-Everything?
-Things I'm interested in.





-[laughs]
-I'll call you.

[music fades]

Cristóbal really scored big.
Quite the feat.

Thanks, Juanita.

Not as big as Franco scored with him.

"Marry off your daughter,
and you'll have done a great deed."

"But give her to an intelligent man."

The Old Testament.

Certainly old-fashioned. Water?

-No, thanks.
-Darling, tell me.

How was the Corral de la Morería? Crowded?

[Natalia] Packed.

One day you should take me. I'm curious.

-Anytime.
-What kind of crowd goes there?

[Natalia] Mm.

[mother] I'll leave you.

You get unbearable with all that gossip.

You sound like church ladies
after 12 o'clock Mass.

And we haven't even quoted
the Old Testament.

[both laugh]

-You came home early.
-Yes, I was tired.

I'm working on a new show.

It's called New People.

I'll be interviewing… new people.

I'm worried about you, Natalia.

Why, Dad?

With your work and your social life,
you'll give yourself a heart attack.

It won't fit into my schedule.

[chuckles]

Miss, you have a call.

[romantic music playing]

Thank you, Juanita. Excuse me, Dad.

Yes. Hello?

I said I'd call.

So here I am.

-Hello, Raphael.
-Hi.

I was calling to…

well, to ask if you'd like
to have dinner sometime.

With me. Someday. Just the two of us.

That sounds nice.

Glad to hear it.

[Natalia chuckles]

The thing is, I can't right now.

I'll be travelling
for work for a few months.

Then why ask?

Well, because it's nice
knowing you'd say yes.

Remember, I've got a good memory.

[energetic '70s music playing]

[plane engines whirring]

Thinking of you in New York.

[horns honk]

In Mexico, you're on my mind.

A big hug from Berlin.

-[knocking]
-[music cuts out]

-Yes?
-[Juanita] Miss, your mail.

One second.

Come in, Juanita.

Thanks.

[romantic music playing]

[Raphael, flatly] Las Vegas is… Las Vegas.
But thinking of you keeps me going.

Not long now.

SEPTEMBER

OCTOBER

NOVEMBER

DECEMBER

[Natalia] Morning.

Hi.

-Morning.
-Natalia.

They're expecting you downstairs
on set in half an hour.

-Morning to you too, Fermín.
-Sorry. Good morning.

-I'll take a look at the papers and go.
-Okay. See you soon.

[tense music playing]

RAPHAEL CANCELS HIS CONCERTS

[sounds distort]

What's wrong with him?
If he feels off, he can take an aspirin.

We can't keep wasting time like this.
Come on, Paco.

I don't know. It's not that simple.

But what? What isn't so simple?

I don't know. His mind. Mental issues.

Every person is different.
Every mind works differently.

I'm worried he'll lose
everything he's built.

[sighs]

[knocking on door]

Come in.

This break can't be good for his career.

I don't know what to tell you.

Paco, I have to go. I've got a visitor.

Good afternoon, Mr. Bermúdez.

-We haven't met. I'm--
-Natalia Figueroa.

Of course I know who you are. [laughs]

You've had to interview
plenty of my clients.

-I meant personally.
-Well, now we have met.

So?

How can I help you?
My secretary handles the press.

I'm not here as a journalist,
Mr. Bermúdez.

-I came to ask about Raphael.
-Ah.

If you're not here as a journalist,
what are you here as?

I read about what happened.

I can't reach him.
And Gordillo won't pick up.

-And he won't. So…
-What?

Don't take it personally.

And don't panic.

Raphael's not in Spain right now.

I see.

Can you tell me what happened?

I promised not to say anything.
Especially not to a journalist.

I'm not here as a journalist.
I don't understand--

Sure, but I've got no way of knowing that.

[tense music playing]

Want to call Raphael yourself?

-He can explain.
-I just spoke to Gordillo.

How is Raphael?

Is he okay? Please, I need to know.

Sure, he's fine.

He'd better be. Now, if you'll excuse me…

Maricruz, see Ms. Figueroa out.

Don't worry.

Ms. Figueroa is leaving.

[tense music continues]

[sighs]

[music fades]

Miss, anything else for breakfast?

No, I'm in a rush.

Thanks, Juanita. See you later.

[phone ringing]

[romantic music playing]

[Juanita] Hello?

What? I can't hear you.

Uh-huh.

Yes, one moment, please.

Miss, it's for you.

It's Raphael.

Thanks, Juanita. I'll take it in my room.

-Raphael.
-Hi, Natalia. How are you?

-Great. You?
-I'm doing great too.

Back in Spain. Eager to get back on stage.

-Are you sure?
-Of course. Why?

I haven't heard from you since Vegas.
And I read the papers.

You know you can't trust the papers.

I know. I'm a journalist.
But I get the feeling something happened.

I'll tell you later.

I just called
to ask if you got the invitation.

What invitation?

I'm doing a concert at the Teatro Español.

A small, private show
for close friends and family.

I'd really love for you to come.

If you're up for it,
we could grab a drink after.

Just the two of us.

What do you think?

Sure.

[applause]

["Cuando tú no estás" playing]

♪ I don't know if the world ♪
Is the same as always

♪ But I see it differently ♪

♪ When you're not around ♪

♪ When you're not around ♪

♪ I don't know if the stars are shining ♪

♪ But I can only see darkness ♪

♪ When you're not around ♪

♪ When you're not around ♪

♪ When you're not around, I have nothing ♪

♪ All I have left is my pain ♪

♪ That's why I envy
The sea that has water ♪

♪ And the dawn ♪

♪ That has the sun ♪

♪ I am nothing without Laura ♪

♪ I am alone without, without her love ♪

♪ I am nothing ♪

[song fades]

Hi.

-How are you?
-Great.

[sighs]

[whispers] I really wanted to see you.

-Hey, Antonio. How are you?
-Hi. Great.

-Do you two go everywhere together?
-I just came to say hello.

Congratulations.

-We loved the concert.
-I'm glad.

-Could you hear better this time?
-Yes.

[man] Antonio!

Hey! [laughs]

-[Antonio] How are you?
-[man] How have you been?

So… how about what I suggested?

That's why I'm here.

And Antonio?

Antonio who?

[both chuckle]

-Give me two minutes, okay?
-All right.

I met your sister Matilde
and your brother-in-law in Washington.

Yeah, she told me.

She knows that we…

-Knows what?
-That we've been talking.

[both chuckle]

Las Vegas was right after that, wasn't it?

Yeah.

That's where it all started… right?

Well, um…

-More like where it ended.
-I see.

Las Vegas was…

I had a huge weight on my shoulders.

And I realized
I'd been carrying it for a long time.

-[waiter] Your table's ready.
-Okay. Let's go.

No. You first, Sisyphus.

[chuckles] Thanks.

-[waiter] This way.
-[Natalia] Thank you. [laughs]

Go ahead, laugh, but if you'd seen me…

I lost my voice.
I thought I'd never sing again.

I had no idea. I'm so sorry.

I lost it because my mind shut me down.

I see.

Why do you think that happened?

I can't point to just one thing.

-So much happened so fast.
-[chuckles]

I forgot who I was, where I come from…

This life could drive anyone crazy.

I can imagine.

What I've just told you,
please, keep it to yourself.

-Only a few people know.
-What?

-What I just told you.
-What are you talking about?

Okay.

All right. Thank you.

-[chuckles]
-[romantic music playing]

I feel…

I feel important.

That's because you are.

And I…

I'd like to be that for you too.

Know what I like most about you?

You're vulnerable.

To a lot of people,
you might be like a god.

But to me, you're something much better.

Something I didn't expect.

A normal person.

[music fades]

["Estar enamorado" playing]

♪ If you confuse your body
With your soul ♪

♪ Then you're in love ♪

♪ You're in love ♪

♪ If you hear the quietest cry ♪

♪ if you feel the brush of hands ♪

♪ Then you're ♪

-Is that okay?
-Of course.

♪ In love ♪

♪ In love ♪

♪ Being in love is discovering
How beautiful life is ♪

♪ Being in love
Is mixing up night and day ♪

♪ Being in love is
Walking the world with wings ♪

♪ Being in love is… ♪

Will you miss me?

What do you think?

[music fades]

-Argentina's so far away.
-[Raphael] I know.

I wish you could come with me.

[laughs] Can you imagine?

"Hey, Dad. Don't wait up.
I'm off to Argentina with Raphael."

I'm more afraid of your dad
than the Luna Park crowd.

My father is wonderful.

But?

Nothing.

I just need to find the right moment
to tell him about us.

Maybe… when you get back.

No rush, Natalia.

Whenever you're ready.

Okay.

[tense music playing]

[music grows romantic]

[Raphael sighs]

I'll send you a postcard
when I land in Buenos Aires.

Let's see if it gets here.

They say from that far away,
lots get lost or take forever.

I'll send one every day.
One's bound to make it.

I love you so much, Natalia.

Don't forget that.

I love you too.

Have a good trip. Mm.

[Raphael sighs]

I'll be here waiting.

[Raphael] Get some rest.

[engine starts]

[music fades]

-Hi, Dad.
-Hi, sweetheart.

Did you have a good time?

That look on your face says it all.

[chuckles lightly] See you tomorrow.

Natalia, wait.

You left this.

["Rumore" by Raffaella Carrà playing]

See you tomorrow, Dad.

[inaudible]

Oh!

[indistinct chatter]

♪ Rumore, rumore… ♪

-Good morning.
-[colleague] Hi, Natalia.

How's it going, Natalia?

-Good morning.
-Congratulations.

-You sure kept it quiet.
-Morning, Fermín.

-Why are you congratulating me?
-You tell me.

-Haven't you read the papers?
-No.

Then read Pueblo and meet me on set in 15.

[intriguing music playing]

"Is Raphael Marrying Natalia Figueroa?"

"The secret is out."

"Raphael is to wed the Spanish aristocrat
on May 24, 1972, in Mexico City."

"His brother will be best man."

I'm going to call Emilio Romero
right now to deny it.

But first, are you involved
with that singer?

-[Natalia] Dad, that part is true.
-[music ends]

But the wedding isn't.

The wedding is a lie, I swear.

I'd never commit like that
without talking to you first.

When I said you had nothing
with that young man,

I meant now and in the future.

Dad, Rafael is wonderful. He's a good man.

He's hardworking and kind--

You don't have to explain anything!

I know you don't act impulsively.

That's why I've never demanded answers.

You've been able to study,
work, travel, and live your life.

More than most girls your age.

I've always been very proud of you,
but family… is something else.

That singer can't make you happy.

Haven't you read what they say about him?

-You need to end this, Natalia.
-[knocking on door]

Excuse me. Natalia,
they're waiting downstairs.

-I'm coming.
-[father] Go on.

I'm sorry, Dad.

[sighs]

[gasps]

[exhales]

["En carne viva" playing]

Dear Rafael.

This is the hardest letter
I've ever written.

I've been up all night trying to put
into words something I can't accept.

So maybe the best way to face it…

is to just say it.

[Raphael] ♪ My heart is raw ♪

♪ I don't know how to forget
The way she does ♪

[Natalia] We can't see each other.

♪ I don't know how to take a single step
Without her ♪

♪ Without her ♪

[somber ballad fades]

You did what you had to do.

-Excuse me, Dad.
-[father] Darling.

I know you're hurting, but we should talk.

About what, Dad?

Natalia, I know this is hard,

but one day you'll see
it's for the best. Trust me.

I always have, Dad.

But I can't anymore.

You raised us to be free.

As free as we can be
in these circumstances.

You taught us to learn, to push further.

And not to judge.

And now you judge my life
at the first opportunity.

You judged him
without getting to know him.

You've barely spoken to him.

You've let me down, Dad.

[father] Eh…

[sighs]

[somber music playing]

This isn't what you taught me.

DEAR NATALIA, LOVE FROM MOSCOW

[inhales sharply]

[music grows romantic]

[knocking on door]

Oh, Juanita, perfect timing.

The laundry's in the basket.

And take this envelope.
Just throw it away.

I can, but I actually came
to give you this.

It's from Raphael's office.

They said it's important you get it.

Juanita… don't take the envelope.
I'll throw it out myself.

Better that way.

[Raphael] Good morning.

Good morning.
Are you here to see Miss Natalia?

No, Juanita. He's here to see me.

-Good morning, sir.
-Good morning.

Come with me, please.

[music fades]

-Miss.
-Juanita, what is it?

Raphael's here.

Here? To see me?

No, he's here to see your father.

What?

Come on, Juanita! Let's go.

[Raphael] I don't want to impose,

but I came because I think it's important
you hear it from me.

Have a seat.

[sighs]

I don't know where to start.

I'll just say it.

I don't know what you've read
or what you think of me.

Anyone who's seen me on stage
can draw a thousand conclusions

about who I am.

But none of that is real.

The Raphael your daughter
is getting to know

isn't the one on stage
or in the headlines or papers.

He's just a man who loves her. Deeply.

And wants a future with her.

And I dare say she wants that too.

But you're her father.

You matter most to her.
Your opinion matters.

It's not like the others.
And it matters to me too.

[inhales sharply]

I just want to say that I…

I could never marry Natalia
if it meant taking her from her family.

What I want most is for her to be happy.

She won't be
if she's cut off from her family.

So I'm asking, let's be honest.

Tell me how you feel.

If you believe there can be
no understanding between us,

I'll back off and I won't push it.

As much as it hurts.

I promise.

[door opens]

Perfect timing, Juanita.

I need you
to set one more place at the table.

["Cierro mis ojos" by Raphael playing]

-What did you say?
-Nothing.

-My artist charm.
-Don't be silly. What did you say?

♪ I close my eyes ♪

What I said in the letter.
I want to make you happy.

Sound like a plan?

♪ I close my eyes ♪

It does.

♪ To hear your voice say "love" ♪

♪ So you can say… ♪

[Juana] Okay.

A LOVE STORY

"WE'RE GETTING MARRIED NEXT FALL"

We told the press
we're getting married in the fall.

-But we're getting married on July 14.
-Long live love.

-Congratulations.
-But you still don't know where it'll be?

Yes, we do.

But no one, except those here,
will know in advance.

That's why you're here. We need you.

We want a small, quiet wedding.

The press would do anything
to track us down.

Our job, and now yours, is to stop them.

We'll leave Barajas two days early,
heading to Paris.

-Perfect city for a wedding.
-Yes, but we won't do it there.

[PA chimes]

[Raphael] We'll stay at the Hotel Monceau,
where Natalia's parents will be.

And you, Juana, will bring the dress.

[Juana] Me?

-That's a big responsibility.
-[Natalia] Nothing you can't handle.

[Raphael] The guests
will leave one day before.

Both my guests
and Natalia's will be there.

Paco, tell them
the destination is a secret.

[Gordillo] Even I don't know.

[Raphael] Bermúdez will handle tickets.

Half the guests will go to Milan,
and the other half to Rome.

-Each of you will go with a group.
-[Gordillo] And from there…

[Natalia] Don't worry.
We're not leaving Italy.

[Raphael] From there,
both groups will head to Venice.

Natalia and I will be waiting for you.

♪ I close my eyes… ♪

VENICE

♪ So you can love me freely ♪

♪ So you can look at me
Without trembling ♪

♪ And give me your love just as it is ♪

Mrs. Martos.

Mr. Figueroa.

[sighs]

-In the end, it wasn't so hard.
-What, the wedding or us?

Well, you make everything easy.

-♪ I won't see you ♪
-[chuckles]

♪ I won't see you… ♪

MY DEAR WIFE, I DON'T WANT A VENICE
[OR A WORLD] WITHOUT YOU - RAPHAEL

♪ I won't see you ♪

♪ I won't see you ♪

♪ Until you ask me to ♪

♪ My love ♪

THE END

[romantic ballad concludes]

[gentle music playing]