WHO IS WHO?
Whoa...
This kiss was real, right?
Why do you say that?
Because lately, I've done nothing but dream about you.
Leo--
No, don't say anything.
We don't want to spoil this wonderful moment.
You know? Whoa...
This kiss you gave me made me feel like I'm in heaven.
What's more, I could die a happy man right now.
More than happy.
But no, I'd rather live another 80 years
so I can kiss you all the time.
No, Leo.
You must be thinking I'm awful.
No, honey.
That I have no dignity, after everything you did to me.
But try to understand, I love you.
I love you too much.
You love me?
Or the other guy?
I was scared thinking I'd become a widow
before even getting married.
It can't be.
Why so down, baby?
God already knows.
Who cares if the whole world knows, too?
Why don't you two beat it?
Talk about your issues somewhere else.
I have work to do.
Oh, right, Palomita. We're sorry.
But you know, all this excitement...
Let's go, honey.
Let's talk somewhere else.
That damn liar.
I should've known.
Why did I ever think he'd change?
What's wrong, Mom? Are you crying?
No, sweetie, there was something in my eye.
I don't see anything.
I already got it.
You're acting so weird, Leonardo.
You talk and look at me differently.
Even your kisses are--
They're better than the ones--
Don't you see, Leonardo?
That's what confuses me about you.
You're always insinuating that I'm with another man.
You think I'd cheat on you?
No, baby.
No.
I know you're sincere.
Then why do you act as if you had doubts?
Well, it's just...
Look, baby, to be honest with you,
I'm not a saint.
But I swear on my life
that I've never felt before how I feel with you.
Look...
So?
Can you feel it? It's racing.
I'm sorry.
I get a bit "handsy" sometimes, and I'm bad with words.
But...
What I mean is, I don't want to be the same old me,
I want to be someone you can fall in love with for real.
I already told you I loved you, Leonardo.
-Really? -Yes.
And, well, just out of curiosity,
did you think this kiss was better
or worse than the ones... I used to give you?
Better.
Terrific.
You see?
I just want to be a better man for you.
I have to take this call.
Let me, I got it.
Here.
Don't worry. I'll let you go back to work.
We can... continue later.
What do you need, Ignacio?
I just wanted to know how it went with Santiago.
-Not good. -Yes, I can tell.
I can't waste any more time, Ignacio.
-What will you do? -I'll meet you at my place.
I'll tell you then.
Come on, tell me something.
No, I can't, Ignacio. I'll see you tonight.
When I ask a question, I like people to answer me.
Who is that little hottie that came to see you?
She's not your girlfriend.
I don't think a woman like her
would ever go for a nobody like you.
Why do you look away?
You're giving yourself away, you know?
She must be your sister, right?
Am I warm or cold?
I'm sure now, she's your sister.
Just clear something up for me.
You two don't look alike at all.
She's gorgeous and you're pretty ugly.
Explain that.
Are you adopted?
Or your mom cheated on your dad?
You're not telling me, are you?
I'll find out anyway.
It won't be long before I get to eat that honey pie.
Let go of me!
You really screwed up now, you bastard.
What's going on here?
Nothing, we're just talking.
Back to your cells, everyone.
Move it!
Okay, okay. I was just leaving.
Don't forget, there's nowhere to run here.
Actually, it is very painful, Tita,
to know that my mom doesn't want to see Dad.
Well, what can you do, dear?
Your dad screwed up and your mom won't forgive him.
Yes, but my dad screwed up and joined those people to steal
because he was desperate.
All he wanted to do was to help his family.
I'm not excusing him. What he did was wrong.
But we're all human, and we all make mistakes.
I can assure you he learned his lesson.
Mom needs to understand that.
So, Grandma, is there anything I should know?
No, no, no.
Did Dad ever cheat on Mom?
Stop it, dear. I don't know anything.
But let me just say, your dad is no saint, you know?
He's pretty shameless.
And you're his mom...
Who needs enemies, huh?
Would you rather I lied and told you my son is a saint?
No, darling.
I'm not one of those mothers who believe everything the kids say.
I'm sure something must've happened
if Inés doesn't even want to hear his name.
Whatever. He's still my dad.
I can't believe Mom refuses to forgive him.
Would you rather I told?
So my wife finds out who you were kissing?
Answer me.
What's wrong, Mrs. Inés? Why are you crying?
No, I'm not crying.
I had something in my eye.
I don't see anything.
Women are all the same.
You always say there's something in your eye when you're crying.
You should come up with a new excuse.
Cachito.
Was he bothering you, Inés?
No, no. He was just saying hi.
Right, Cachito?
Right.
Guess what, Mom?
She had something in her eye, too.
It must be windy in here.
-Why don't you go home--? -Yes, I know, and watch TV.
That's what adults always say when you want to talk
without me listening.
-Don't you have homework to do? -A ton.
Then go home and do your ton homework.
What's wrong, Inés?
It's nothing.
How was it?
They scared him good, boss, just like you asked.
Keep doing it. I need him to feel he's in hell.
He must've done something unforgivable to you.
No, he didn't do anything bad.
Let's just say, I need him like this
to convince someone to do what they have to do.
Oh, so--
Just do what you're told and you'll get rich.
Okay?
Okay.
And you serenaded me lots of times.
Look, come here.
You carved that lovely heart in this tree here.
See?
Your love for me is the most pure love there is.
There's a B and a G.
What?
Oh, it's just that, you were so nervous
that you confused your initials.
My handsome dove, you like me so much
that whenever we're together, you can't get your hands off me.
That's why you decided that we should get engaged.
Because you said you couldn't wait for us to live together.
Honey, you're just nervous.
But it'll pass, you'll see.
Um... I have to go.
Geez, where did you get this watch?
You'd never seen it before?
Of course, yes.
I gave it to you on our six-month anniversary.
Isn't it just like the ones the movie stars wear
in magazines?
It's a very good fake.
I have to go. I have an appointment with my psychologist
and I'll barely make it. -Can't you cancel?
I saw her at the market the other day,
and I didn't like her.
I'm going to help you remember.
Just wait until we're together, with no clothes on.
Um...
I have to go.
Suit yourself. But on one condition.
You're going to come over later to discuss our plans. Okay?
I finally got lucky with my queen, Gwencita.
Can you believe it?
Unable to process information.
You don't know what human beings feel, right?
You don't feel or show any emotions, do you?
Those are psycho-physiological reactions
that represent a means of adapting
to certain stimulus from the subject.
No way, Gwencita.
It comes from deep inside.
I can't explain it, you don't have a heart, skin, nothing.
I can't even use apples or oranges as examples.
Unable to process information.
Sorry, Ivoncita, I didn't see you there.
What is it?
I just wanted to know if you need my help
preparing for tomorrow's meeting.
Do you need anything? Documents...?
Uh...
What's tomorrow's meeting about?
I was just distracted, you know.
Yes, I see.
You're presenting the new investment plan to the board.
Oh, right, I remember now.
Is Fer attending that meeting?
Of course.
Then I need to be ready to show my best game.
To the investors.
Right, yes. You know what I mean.
Hey, thanks for reminding me about tomorrow, Ivoncita.
Okay.
Listen, Gwencita, search deep within you
and give me a good project for the company.
Processing.
Strategic projects development.
Are you all right, Pedro?
What's wrong?
I'm having a panic attack.
Sit down and calm down.
Relax. Breathe.
Focus on emptying your lungs.
Do you have a paper bag?
No. You have to learn how to control your anxiety.
Let all the air out.
Are you better now?
Since when have you had these panic attacks?
I don't know.
And do you know what caused this anxiety?
I can't believe this is happening to me, Renata.
It's a nightmare.
WHO IS WHO?