Repeating from yesterday, Emanuel pins Fedra against the wall and demands information. If he looked at me like that, and at that range, I’d confess everything I’d ever done as well as stuff I only thought about doing, but Fedra is more practiced in persuasion and evasion. She waffles and scampers. Eman mutters to himself that she’s hiding something and he will get to the bottom of it.
Delicia sits in the courtyard at Netty’s pension, and finally Netty arrives at home. Unfortunately for Delicia, Axel is right behind her. Dee says she needs to see Ma…um, Victoria. Netty sends her upstairs to wait in Vicky’s room. Axel tries to follow, but Netty can’t miss the mental daggers Delicia is throwing his way and she forbids him to go upstairs. When Netty goes off to change her clothes before her chat with Axel, he calls someone and says everything is ready and they’ll see each other at the arranged location.
Emanuel calls Almudena, Carlota’s maid, and tries to find out whether Marianela received her inheritance, or if maybe any lawyers visited around the time of Carlota’s death. Almudena stammers and stalls and finally admits that Marianela has forbidden her to speak to him. She claims she doesn’t know, anyway. Emanuel hangs up, frustrated, and immediately Fidel calls from outside the police station to report that the police have gone to rescue Cristián and Mauricio left awhile ago.
Fidel watches as Lowrenzo and Muñeca leave the station. Low cranks his Mr. Nice Guy act up to eleven, Bambi-eying that it’s such a relief to have all this out in the open and he just can’t wait until they have their son back all safe and sound and adopt him and raise him together. “OUR son?!” retorts Muñeca. She’s furious that he has deceived her once again. He’s a scuzzbucket and ruins everything he touches; Begoña even died because she got involved with him. Now he thinks she’ll forgive him and happily raise another amante’s child with him? It’s just like when Ilitia was born, all over again. No way. Lowrenzo reminds her that she’s happy to have Ilitia, but Muñeca isn’t thinking that the love and happiness extend to Lowrenzo anymore. It doesn’t help at all when he implies that his free-range spawn were Muñeca’s fault because she could never get pregnant. Muñeca leaves arm-in-arm with her soon-to-be-tradeup (I hope), Fidel.
Ilitia tells her therapist that she can’t escape the horror of the rape. She sees his face following her everywhere. The shrink wonders whether she knows him. Most rapists are family members or acquaintances of their victims. Ilitia insists it was a complete stranger. “Why did this happen to me? Why?”
The police storm an empty warehouse and find our familiar baddies Baldy and Trashy playing cards. B and T don’t put up a fight so Oliver is easily able to run into a little room (constructed obviously of scenery walls, which are built nothing like real walls in real buildings) and find Cristián sitting on a mattress, unconcerned. Oliver grabs the little boy and runs out under heavy police guard.
Dandy sits in Agent Ogre’s living room, telling someone via phone that the money’s all there, to the last centavo. A person-shaped shadow crosses the wall behind him, but he doesn’t seem to notice. He does notice that the front door opens and no one enters, so he goes over to investigate. Our favorite shadowy avenger grabs him and growls that he took something that doesn’t belong to him. Dandy warns him to stay out of it or else, so El Lirio easily knocks him out and ties him up. Victorianela walks in the door calling out for Mauricio (why doesn’t anyone ever knock and wait for someone to answer at other people’s houses?) and El Lirio hides behind a wall and then grabs her. Sexily. “Why do I always run into you just when I’ve hit someone, my pretty?” he asks.
Malicio and Lowrenzo sit in a bar and toast to the success of their brilliant plan. The mob lawyer joins them and reports that Cristián has been rescued. However, Baldomero and Basurto had to be sacrificed to the operation, so now Garduño says that Malicio owes him triple. Mau-ron is stricken and Lowrenzo gloats. Not for long, though, because Garduño has also sent the message that since he’s taking the rap for Begoña’s death, Lowrenzo is his lifelong slave. Mob lawyer warns them both to behave. One false move and either or both of them could appear hecho cachitos y empacados en un congelador de carne.
Victorianela watches as El Lirio collects the briefcase and asks him if he’s stealing it. No, taking it back from the people who stole it and giving the cash to needy children, he says. Marioria warns him that Fonskanka is very dangerous. El Lirio slinks up behind her and mask-nuzzles her neck and asks since when is she worried about him. Since she discovered how charitable and good he is, she says. She asks whether he’s going to tie her up again. Only if she tries to stop him from taking the money, he says. “No, tie me up!” she insists, holding out her hands. Well, this is getting a little kinky. El Lirio seems to think so too, not that he’s complaining. “You liked it so much, you want to repeat the experience?” “No, when the police arrive and find out you and I were both here, I don’t want them to think I’m your accomplice. Tie me up!” He starts to wrap the cord around her wrists, then kisses her hands and says no, this time she’s part of the loot. He’s taking her with him.
After a commercial break during which we reinforce our beanies to help us believe these two can be so close for so long and not recognize each other, Victorianela asks Emanuelirio if he’ll take her by force if she resists. He says he’ll do anything to achieve what he wants. Me, too, she says. She tells him they can help each other. There are other ratbastard scumbags to be taken down, namely that witch Fedra Curiel and her conniving son Emanuel. El Lirio blinks and says he’s always thought Emanuel was good and honest. Not so, says Vicky. He just wants money. He’ll play the saint, then stab you in the back at the first opportunity. El Lirio sadly says they’d better leave. He gallantly waves Vickynela out and drops his gun on the sofa next to the unconscious Dandy as he exits.
Outside, El Lirio tries to hurry and Victorianela whines that she can’t run in her high-heeled shoes. They come to Lirio’s motorcycle, which just reminds MariVicky of someone else who owns a moto, or maybe two or three. So then El Lirio is treated to a long rant about the frivolous playboy who wastes his money on expensive selfish whims rather than helping the poor the way her noble hero El Lirio does. Emanuelirio shoves a helmet on her head to shut her up and they climb on and ride away.
Oliver and Tejeda return Cristián to Muñeca. Muñeca, Cristían, and Manzanita all hug. Fidel and Flora beam. “Me quieren salir las de San Pedro,” says Oliver, tearing up. “Me, too,” says Tejeda. But he wonders where Brandon is. Oliver vaguely says he’s wrapping things up with the operation. Lowrenzo swoops in, all emotional over MI HIJO, and Muñeca remembers when she tried to introduce him to Cristián, before he knew this was his son, and he yelled and wanted nothing to do with the child. He picks up Cristián, but the astute little boy just reaches for Muñeca. “See, he doesn’t want you. He’s afraid of you,” Muñeca says.
Dandy wakes up and Malicio finds him tied up. “Where’s the money?!” he yells, always concerned about the health and welfare of others. Dandy points out the silver lirio on the table. Super Mauron throws a giant tantrum, then swigs a lot of booze and does some deep breathing exercises to calm down.
El Lirio drops Vicky off at the agency and advises her to give Emanuel a chance to explain things; maybe he’s innocent. “He’s not innocent; he’s the worst person on the planet. He’s selfish, superficial, has no work ethic, and treats his employees terribly.” El Lirio revs his motor in wordless protest. “Think about what I’ve said. We need to teach Emanuel Ruiz y de Teresa a lesson,” MariVicky says.
Agent Orange has summoned Fedra to his lair to ask for help. He tries to soften her up with drinks and his best beloved-son-in-law act. “You may be able to fool my daughter, but not me,” Fedra says. Get to the point. Okay. He tells her he needed the money that was stolen at the wedding to repay a debt, but she can save his orange hide. If she doesn’t, they will kill him! “Anyone who kills you would be doing me a favor,” Fedra croaks. “In fact, if you’ll just give me the guy’s phone number, I’ll call and tell him that. You think I’d give you money? As if!” She swaggers out, muttering, “What an idiot!” “I guess we’ll do this the hard way, then, but you ARE going to loan me that money, damn you,” Malicio mutters.
Axel has invited Netty to dine at a very nice restaurant, for which he is drastically underdressed. Needless to say, his hair is dressed to go to a hole-in-the-wall barbecue while it’s hit by a tornado. They sit down and Axel orders champagne. Netty protests that it’s too expensive. “Don’t worry; I’m not paying,” Axel says. “What?! You mean I’m paying? I didn’t even bring my wallet!” Netty panics. “No, I’m paying,” purrs Emiliano, melting ice for blocks around. He takes a seat and smiles, and Netty frantically bats her eyelashes.
Over at the agency soundstage, a new advertisement for Bleu Jeans is being filmed as Mari supervises. Needless to say, it features André and Jackie and is terrible. Emanuel comes in to watch and cringes. Everyone else seems to think it’s great, though. André congratulates MariVicky on pulling it together in record time. I think someone should be suggesting that they put MORE time into these things. MariVicky thanks everyone and dismisses them, but Emanuel stops them and says this is no good; it is not what the client asked for.
Oh, gag, we’re at La Mala Noche. La Reina finishes her “sexy” “act” and Spiderus brings her a plastic-wrapped rose and raves, calling her “Fedra” right there on the stage. “Estabas apoteósica,” he exclaims. “Apoteoica, tu abuela!” she retorts, insulted. He clarifies that it was a compliment and tells her there’s a man waiting for her in her dressing room. Fedra is thrilled by that and shoves the rose back at him and lurches unsexily off the stage to great applause. Spider angrily shreds the rose.
Fedra swans dramatically into her dressing room, only to find that her guest is Malicio. “Welcome, mi reina,” he says.
Emanuel yells at Victorianela for screwing up the jeans ad. She yells back that it’s just like him to blame her, after he blithely took the afternoon off to frolic with his wife. “Well, I don’t think I’m the only one who vanished! Where were you and who were you with?” he retorts. She deflects. “Can’t I leave the agency for one moment without you screwing everything up? You’re incompetent!” Emanuel says. “You’re the incompetent one!” MariVicky yells back. “Careful what you say! I am your boss!” “Only because your daddy’s the owner! You’re completely unqualified!” “Well, if you’re better, prove it by refilming this commercial, and get it right this time! If it isn’t what the client wants, we’ll reject it!” MariVicky yells at everyone to get ready for a redo, and Emanuel rolls his eyes.
Malicio tells Fedra he’s come for his check, but don’t worry, he’ll repay in thirty years or so. “No tenses tanta tu cuerda, idiota, que se te puede reventar en la jeta,” she warns. He says if she doesn’t pay, tomorrow all the periodicals will print the whole story of the real Slim Shady, I mean the real Fedra Curiel. Fedra snags his weapon (I can’t tell what it is) and tells him she won’t rest until he’s dead and buried. He threatens that if she tries anything, her loan to him will become a gift.
Netty is mad that Axel tricked her into joining Emiliano for dinner. Emiliano takes all the blame, but Netty is not communicating directly with him. “Axel, tell this man that I will repay every centavo!” Netty says, getting up to leave. Axel begs her to stay. “Fine, Axel, I will have dinner with you…but tell this man to leave! Tell your papá that to me, he is dead and buried para siempre!” Netty drama queens. “Oh, but first, ask him to leave us money to pay the bill,” she adds in a whisper. Emiliano amusedly raises his eyebrows seductively at her.
Fedra hands over a check and tells Malicio not to get used to this. The next time he hears her voice, it will probably be saying goodbye at the gates of hell. Mau smarms that maybe it won’t be a goodbye, but a little trip they take together. {Now there would be a good comedy. Mauricio and Fedra, stuck together on a long road trip through hell.} He’s edging into rapey snake mode, not that he’s ever far from it, and Fedra senses this and pushes him away and calls him a flee-ridden dog. That just excites him. Fedra is resistant and feisty, which excites Agent O even more, but he decides to pass for now.
Netty and Emiliano fight via Axel… “Axel, tell your father I can’t stand traitors!” “Axel, tell Netty I explained why I had to leave her!” “Axel, tell him he lacked the balls to stand up for himself!” …until Axel gets fed up and yells that they’re acting like children and leaves. Netty wants to leave, too, but Emiliano stops her. She tells him he’s just as egocentric and horrible as Emanuel. He wants to explain.
Emanuel and VickyNelly fight over the choreography and camera angles of the wretched jeans advert. Emanuel tells her to respect the ways of the agency, or she’s fired.
Brandon walks in to the pensión (which reminds me…has Delicia been sitting there for hours waiting for Marianela?) and is accosted by an amorous Consuelo. He gently pushes her away and says he’s not into her and she deserves someone who is. She doesn’t care, and resumes the assault. Ilitia walks in, gasps at high volume, then apologizes and encourages them to keep it up; they were doing great. Brandon declines and looks pretty happy to see her, but Ilitia says she’s there to visit Victoria. Javier runs in and asks Brandon to help him with his homework. “Who’s this little dwarf?” asks Ilitia. Consuelo introduces him as her son. Ilitia is all sickly sweet to Javier and then turns to Brandon and hisses, “You’re married, you jerk?!”
Netty signs an autograph for an adoring fan while Emiliano looks on proudly. He tells Netty he collects every magazine she appears in, and watches every episode of her telenovela. Netty is flattered, but tells him although she’s grateful he saved her home, that’s as far as it goes. “Your eyes say the opposite. You can send me to the devil a million times, but I’ll return to you a million times. I love you and won’t accept another rejection,” he smooth-talks. They kiss, and some rude paparazzo takes a picture.
“You lying jerk! You have some woman at home, washing the skivvies you take off for other women?!” Ilitia yells at Brandon, while Consuelo covers Javier’s ears. “No, no, let me explain, hysteriquita,” Brandon tries, but the hysteriquita rants on that he’s a worthless loser who will never have the class of her dear daddy. Finally Brandon manages to interrupt her. “Your dad? Classy?! I guess you haven’t heard the latest! Better go have a chat with Muñeca!” “Huh?” “Oh, go talk to your father. Ask him to introduce you to your half-brother!” “How dare you?!” “Also, Consuelo is not my wife, and Javier is not my kid! Can’t I have friends?” “Have all the friends you want! Have a whole harem full of lady friends, I don’t care!”
Muñeca walks into the pensión with Cristián, much to Ilitia’s surprise. She’s annoyed that her mother is visiting Brandon, but Muñeca says she needs to talk with everyone who lives in the pensión. Ilitia is still perturbed that she’d associate with them, especially after this naco’s latest lie, that Daddy has another child from an affair. So Muñeca informs her that it’s true; this little angel is the son of Lowrenzo and Begoña. Ilitia’s self-absorbed little world crumbles yet again.
MariVicky follows Emanuel into his office, griping about the money he’s wasting on all the retakes. He says he’ll just take it out of her salary, because this mess is her fault. She bickers that it’s his fault, because he ditched the production to flit off with his wife. He retorts that the real problem is that Vicky is more concerned with collecting men than with doing her job. André, Brandon, him…how many more men does she need? “Just one who isn’t a coward like you!” Things are getting hot and heavy now. “You really hate me, don’t you?” he asks. “You have no idea how much.” “Then why do your lips tremble when I’m near?” “Don’t you dare kiss me again.” “I’m not going to kiss you, because right now you want it much more than I do.” Boy, does she ever, and like she said earlier, she gets what she wants.
Mañana: Netty hears Delicia calling Victoria “Marianela.” Kristel hears Flora talking about Ilitia’s illicit crush on Brandon. Emanuel reminds Vicky he’s married.
Acechar – to stalk
hecho cachitos y empacados en un congelador de carne – made into ham rolls and stuffed in a meat freezer
Me quieren salir las de San Pedro – I’m getting teary. “Las Lágrimas de San Pedro” is a famous painting by El Greco, por ejemplo. Lágrimas de San Pedro is also an herb used medicinally in México, apparently, which seems irrelevant here but I find it interesting.
Apoteósica – jubilant, on fire, triumphant
Apoteoica – I can’t figure out what Fedra thought Bernardo said or meant. Anyone?
Llanero - cowboy
No tenses tanta tu cuerda, idiota, que se te puede reventar en la jeta - don't tighten your rope so much, idiot, your face could burst
Alcahuete – tattle-tale, gossip
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