Saturday, April 25, 2020

Me Declaro Culpable #49, 4/24/20: It All Starts to Unravel


Subtext: Your dogged Caray reporter sunk her teeth into this episode, but came up with nary a funny bone.
Sub Subtext: Confessions are not good for the soul in telenovelas, especially when there’s no padre, except for weddings with comatose grooms.
Sub Sub Subtext: Thank goodness we’re past the apex of this MDC-Virus and heading for El Por Fin.

Lawyer, Employer, Father-in-Law (To Be or Not To Be, Depending on the Ending)
Paolo has been in Franco’s office since the last episode wanting to know about the latest developments in his  case, as he heard there were some leads. Franco looks uncomfortable. He admits there are some new developments but mumbles an excuse to put it off for a few days yet. He knows he promised Pao to put the guilty one in front of him and he’ll do it. Next Pao wants to know if he can come back to work at the bufete. Franco says anytime, the doors are open. That aside, Pao starts to wax poetic about his love for Nat, etc., etc., while Franco is trying to keep his bowels in check. He tells Franco that he wants to ask for Nat’s hand in marriage. Franco looks at him studiously and starts his own waxing poetic on what a good guy Pao is. Pao is waiting for a but. Franco doesn’t add any. Pao suspects he’s saying it because he feels sorry for him.  Franco says no, never think that. Pao asks him to keep him informed on the case. Franco desperately wants to head for the bathroom a meeting and says he will. Pao then delivers the coup de grâce: next to Natalia, Franco is the one he believes in the most. Franco can’t move.

Sleeping Beauty
Alba has been in Ingrid’s induced state until closing time. Bianca has come to check on her. At first Alba is angry that she didn’t wake her up in time for Gabe’s first chemo session. Bianca tells her she couldn’t wake her up; it looked as if she had been doped. Alba then recalls Ingrid’s kind offer of tea and remembers how similar it was to what happened to Gabe not long ago.

Father Knows Best
Rob and Franco are having a “talk.” She insists from her seated position (Hmmm. Could something have really happened to her ankle? Stay tuned.) that Franco has to DO something, fix it, use his influence, but don’t abandon Nat the way he abandoned Rob. Mau tries to get into the convo with a few legal pointers that might be helpful. Franco cuts him off. In this case, he wants to follow the law. Rob blows a gasket, still sitting and not right up in his face. So, he won’t defend his own daughter, yet goes to the ends of the earth to defend that zorra of an assassin that he took to bed and then had the disgusting sense to fall in love with. Mauro tries to reassure Rob that he and Franco will do everything in their power to do the right thing. Franco cuts him off. He doesn’t want Mau messing in this case. He’ll take charge of her case. Rob wants Franco to swear he’ll keep her Nennie out of jail. Franco walks out without swearing and without the other kind of swearing.

A Pill for What Hurts Ya
Julian is at Ingrid’s. He certainly seems at home there. He’s on the phone, quite chummy with some random journalist. Yes, yes, he knows the journalist knows how to do his job, but he wants it to be clear that Alba Castillo (he repeats it), yes, the assassin, was the source of the story. (Immediately, we see where this is going, no? It takes up the rest of the episode and doesn’t bode well for Alba.) He takes a pill for all the pain in the butt he’s caused and is about to cause.

Advice Too Late for the Asking, This We Know
Franco checks in with Nat. He tells her about giving Pao his job back and that he asked for her hand in marriage. Nat responds with stony silence. Franco tells her that her mother and grandfather want him to pull all kinds of strings to keep her out of prison. And what about daddy, she asks. He carefully parses out his tardy advice, sprinkled with a little Dr. Spock (the MD, not the half-Vulcan). In essence he tells her she needs to learn the error of her ways and helping her best is not to help her avoid the consequences. (I’m not sure Nat was asking to be kept out of jail, but ni modo.) Nat is left alone to suffer and sniffle. The music swells, bells chime and I love the white bedspread.

Mardi Gras is Over, Ingrid
Alba barges in past Ingrid, whose beaded necklace looks like it belongs in a Mardi Gras parade or a voodoo encampment. Ingrid tells her Gabe is pretty weak. She heads for Gabe’s bedroom. Franco calls her. She’s glad. She wants to talk about what’s going on with him. He's curt with her. Does she think he can just forget all this? Alba doesn’t know what he’s talking about, much less when he says he could forgive her anything, except a betrayal. What betrayal? He finally charges her with knowing Nat ran over Pao and never said a word to him. Her silence just condemned his daughter to prison and Alba knows full well what prisons are like. Alba wants to talk face-to-face, but it will have to wait until morning. Apparently Gabe did go to his chemo session and he knew she had fainted. He’s glad she’s with him now. She’ll stay and take care of him.

Nat and Pao Have a Bedtime Chat
[This Space is Intentionally Left Blank]

NEXT MORNING

Julieta is a Pedophile, Really?
Ingrid and Alba exchange some unpleasant words because Alba is calling Julieta. Alba says Julieta cares about Gabe and is concerned about him. She says she trusts Julieta more than she trusts Ingrid (ya think?).

Wine Colored Leggings Under Black Spanx
Poor Nat, at least in prison they don’t have to wear some of the outfits wardrobe has chosen for her. Rob is sitting on the patio and calls to Nat. Nat says she’s on her way to tell Pao the whole truth of what she did. Rob feels she should wait until Franco arrives. Nat nixes that. It’s precisely because she took Rob’s advice that she’s in this mess. From now on she’s only going to take the advice of her conscience and her heart. Rob scoffs and tries to turn her into the Good Samaritan reminding her of all the things she’s done for Pao. (On any other occasion, Rob would be up and in Nat’s face, grabbing her by the chin or the hair to make her listen to reason. Something has sidelined her.)

Who is Having the First Laugh?
Julián and Ingrid, that’s who. They are chuckling with glee over the long article on the whole futbolista affair and his attorney, whose daughter was the one who caused him to end up in a wheelchair. Ingrid is especially delighted that Nat’s name is all over the social media. Julieta arrives and Gabe takes her back to his room.

J’Accuse
Alba and Franco talk. His lines. Her lines. Alba states firmly that that is not the way it happened. She was not telling Julian not to tell Franco. Does he believe her or Julian? Franco says it’s all in the video he got. Ingrid recorded it. Ah! Ingrid. Alba wants to see it. Franco gets ready to comply when Gael brings in the papers. The headlines read: Natalia Urzúa Culpable. (Nope can’t use this one on your Bingo card. It’s not the title of the telenovela.) The whole sordid story has been splashed all over the front page. Alba tries to defend herself. Franco’s eyes drill into Alba. So that’s what she meant when she said the truth was going to be exposed. Alba protests. She’s not the one who gave the story to any journalist.

Roses are Red and Thorny
Pao isn’t spreading out the rose petals correctly. Dante takes over. Manuel comes in with another bunch of roses to use. The whole Rose Parade that Pao is preparing for Nat is spoiled by the roses Manuel brings in, wrapped up in the morning newspaper, which Pao sees and reads.

Lies Upon Lies; Thereby Hang All Tales
Tizzy runs into Rob, sitting waiting for Franco outside his office. Aha! Rob explains that she tripped running, in answer to Tizzy’s question about what happened to her. He’s quite direct with her. He wants to know why she lied to him. She can’t get away with it, he’s seen the story. She says she had to do it. She did it to save her daughter. He wishes he had told her the truth, he’s her lawyer. They both head to Franco’s office to listen to Alba’s protests. Rob tries to join in the fun but Franco tells Tizzy to take her away. Gael helps Tiz get her out. They repair to Tiz’s office where Rob keeps up her running vitriol towards Alba. Tiz asks if she’d like Alba to “disappear.” What, kill her? No, she wants Alba in jail to rot the rest of her life (and clear the way for her to snag Franco back). She’s been waiting for Tiz to do something, but nada is happening. He needs a couple of days. As they talk about love, sex, revenge and divorce, Gael has approached and—miracle of miracles—the baddies have left the door ajar and he overhears most of their billing and cooing and plotting. Rob makes one thing very clear. No “favors” until Alba is back in jail. Back outside in the hallway, Rob exchanges words with Mau while Gael hangs around. She imprudently refers to Alba as Mau’s bastarda. It’s hard to tell if Gael absorbed that piece of information or not. Rob complains that because of Alba they are all front page news. She ruined their lives. Mau heads for Franco’s office while Gael stares at Rob and imperceptibly shakes his head at her.

J’Accuse, Cont’d
Inside Franco’s office, Alba is still pleading her case, desperately. Alba’s pleas of innocence fall on deaf ears. Mauro has now appeared and is listening to Alba go over her facts. Just then, Julián enters, secretly gloating, asking if anyone has seen the papers. The plaid jacket wants to say, see I told you so, but explains that he kept quiet all this time to protect Nat. Alba keeps going, though. She’s sure it must have been Ingrid who engineered this, to turn Franco against her, separate her from Gabe, and send her back to prison. Franco says even if Ingrid did what Alba says she did, the words in the video are still Alba’s. It was taken out of context, she insists. Does Franco really believe she would do such a hurtful thing to Nat. She loves Nat. Right now, Franco doubts all of them, eyeing Julián especially. Jules and Alba start arguing—a classic he said, she said. Jules claims he kept quiet for his love for Nat and Alba couldn’t do the same for her supposed love of Franco? (My but he sounds persuasive. It’s a good thing we know the truth.) Mau thinks they should all simmer down. He asks Franco to give Alba the benefit of the doubt. Franco agrees to investigate. (I loved it when Mau turned to Jules and said he wasn’t talking to him.) Mau considers the possibility that Ingrid was involved. Jules says if she did, she betrayed both of them. She ought to be here and he reaches for his cell. Mau stops him. He’ll take care of Ingrid (I bet he will.) Franco says he wants to believe Alba. He promises to get to the bottom of this and whoever falls, falls and no, he doesn’t want Jules' help. Jules starts to leave. (I loved it when Mau told Jules to exit behind him.) Mau tells Franco and Alba he’ll talk to Ingrid and keep them informed. He leaves. Franco and Alba just look at each other—depleted of all their energy.

Baby It’s Cold in Here
Nat arrives. He’s cold to her. She barely says a couple of words when he stops her and asks her to bring him a lap robe from the bedroom. She sees the newspaper with the story under the throw. Pao asks her if it is true. Nat is silent. He has to ask again. If it’s true, that she’s the one that hit him, then he wishes he’d died in the hospital. She says she loves him. He says he didn’t ask her that. She knows, but it is the last time she’ll be able to say it and he’d believe it. She finally admits it was she who ruined his life and now is ripping his heart apart. Nat asks him to forgive her. He says for what? For leaving him in the street, for hiding the truth, lying to him, ruining his life, letting him fall in love with her. Nat says she was a coward because she knew she would lose him if she did tell him. Pao wants to know if she was with him out of pity; made love with him out of guilt. He denies her denial. Nat swears she didn’t know he was the one she hit until they drove by the intersection together and he pointed it out to her. She tries to remind him of when they first met in the park, how they connected. He changed her life. Well, she certainly changed his. They both look at each other with tears in their eyes.

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Bien hecho, Anita. We waited a long time for this.

My only advice for the characters:

Mauro, don't kill Ingrid. She deserves to find out that Orange is not the new Black. and please tell someone the truth about your wife's death; it's been driving us flies on the wall completely mad.

Natalia, you need to tell both your father and grandfather about your mother's abuse that kept you silent all this time. She is long past the point of deserving your obedience or care. Not only will you spare yourself more pain you will never have to hear the word nene again.

Gael, get Franco alone and close the door before you tell him -- sotto voce --
what you overheard.

Franco, show that video to Alba so she can tell you it was edited to suit Julian's agenda and get after that journalist and put the fear of the law into him.

If I were in Natalia's shoes I would have thrown Roberta off the balcony ages ago. This girl should havespread her wings and flown the coop by now if only to get away from that waterfall of poison.
 

Well Birthday Girl, you were in fine form on this one. A great title, followed by dental jokes, pandemic jokes and God help us! even gastrointestinal jokes. Complete coverage m'dear.

Lots of clever quips and capitulo headings in this one, but my favorite was

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THANK YOU! How many times have we have to listen to that love you, love you more drivel from these two uninteresting characters. Once the lovemaking starts to lose its juice, what are they possibly going to have to say to each other? Their respective brains are so empty you could move a couple of wandering tribes in there.

Kudos to you for noticing the oddity of Roberta ranting from a seated position. I just let that slip right past me. It would be interesting to learn how the actress really did injure herself.

Enjoyed Sleeping Beauty and Father Knows Best and absolutely loved your description of Ingrid's fringes as worthy of a voodoo encampment. Ditto for those noxious potions she stirs up. How does she have access to all this poison I wonder? Shagging a pharmacist in her spare time maybe?

For me, way too much time spent on Alba and Franco's misunderstandings. Those two bore me almost as much as Nat and Soggy Pao. I'd still rather see Bianca and Gael, even if they're not destined for romance.

Oh well. Enjoyed the recap thoroughly and happy that you had a wonderful birthday. April People should always have joyous celebrations. They're buena gente for sure.
 

Anita – Thank you for your recrap and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! I hope you had a wonderful celebration yesterday.

I love the white bedspread, too. I just love matelassé.
I noticed Roberta sitting a lot. Maybe she fell off her shoes.

My favs:
--- MDC-Virus

--- He takes a pill for all the pain in the butt he’s caused and is about to cause. (And I want to take a pill because he IS a pain in the butt)

--- Dr. Spock (the MD, not the half-Vulcan)

--- Ingrid, whose beaded necklace looks like it belongs in a Mardi Gras parade or a voodoo encampment

--- Nat and Pao Have a Bedtime Chat
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(Pure genius, Anita, and I might borrow it)



Mauro’s twice-dissing of Julian in that office convo was my favorite part of this episode. Juls is such scum. Yesterday's plaid jacket was the least offensive, but his pathological lying just .... ugh.

Alba had blood work done on Gabe when Ingrid drugged him, and the drugs were still in his blood, confirming Alba did it. WHY didn’t she do the same for herself? Argh.

Furthermore, why would Ingrid drug someone for the purpose of making them sleepy? That makes no sense to me. Alba doesn't drive so she cannot cause a wreck. Kill them or leave them alone. Fish or cut bait. Oh, wait, Ingrid is nutso.....that 'splains it.
 

Confirming that Ingrid did it.

She wanted to prevent Alba from accompanying Gabriel to the medical procedure. She is gaslighting the boy into thinking that Alba is going to abandon him.

Roberta's constant raving that Alba wrecked her family is her worst self-delusion (resulting from pathological lying) because her mental illness is what has driven Franco away. She refuses to get help for it on her own, defies medical orders, and uses it as a weapon. She belongs in a padded room.
 

A tour de force, Anita! SOOO many bons mots...

"He takes a pill for all the pain in the butt he’s caused and is about to cause."

"The music swells, bells chime and I love the white bedspread."

"Nat and Pao Have a Bedtime Chat [This Space is Intentionally Left Blank]"

"As they talk about love, sex, revenge and divorce, Gael has approached and—miracle of miracles—the baddies have left the door ajar and he overhears most of their billing and cooing and plotting."

And my favorite:

"Poor Nat, at least in prison they don’t have to wear some of the outfits wardrobe has chosen for her."

Do you think the actors ever hope to be sent to prison just to get out of their weird outfits?
 

And I have to respectfully disagree with Doris that "yesterday's plaid jacket was least offensive," because...MATCHING PANTS.
 

Blue Lass--I missed the MATCHING PANTS, because I didn't look down that far. Naughty you. As for prison garb--we saw Alba in them at the beginning. I'm trying to imagine Martha Stewart wearing one. Maybe they are allowed to accessorize in the U.S.

Thanks for best wishes. Yesterday was my grandson's BD, today is mine and I'm spending it with all the people I love best right here on Caray. You all make me want to come back again and again for the wonderful, congenial camaraderie. Spanish and telenovelas come second and third.

I worry about Daniela now. She's a force to be reckoned with, for sure, but if she has to do it from a sitting position, she's lacking some opportunities. I guess it's fortunate this didn't happen at the beginning. It's hard to visualize her pushing that inconvenient witness over the office rooftop patio from a chair. OTOH, she's eye to eye with Julian's sensitive parts if she needs to grab them again.

UA--I don't think Mauro will kill Ingrid. He either hasn't (didn't set fire to the wife) or the last one was some 35 years ago. He loves to put a death grip on people, though (see Julian and the belt). I think the worst he'd do is sequester her until she comes clean, then turn her in to the popo.

The picture you paint of Roberta rings so true. A true Greek tragic figure. She's caught in a world where her it's not just her illness that is crippling her. It is also her childhood memories of her father and the on-going fear and desire to please him. Yet somehow all these negatives give her a sense of empowerment to treat others the same way and she chooses to use it to manipulate and dominate those in her immediate circle. It's all she knows.

JudyB--During the Alba/Franco confrontation yesterday, I kept channeling Isabela on Mi Corazon Es Tuyo and Victor de Rosas on Reina de Corazones. That got me through it with some enjoyment.

Doris--Alba has probably convinced herself that her self-diagnosis is all she needs to prove Ingrid's ill intentions. If she only knew what we know about plug-pulling.
 

Blue lass -- "And I have to respectfully disagree with Doris that "yesterday's plaid jacket was least offensive," because...MATCHING PANTS."
Ack!!! I missed those, so plz disregard my comment. 😳.
 

Anita.....❤Happy Birthday ❤ I am sure that this year's birthday under lockdown will remain in your memory . Well, I hope that you are eating something delicious and not worrying about the calories for one day. Maybe reading or watching something fun and fascinating and communicating with those you love via phobe, emsil, text, facetime, etc. I hope that you get job and dress a little to your favorite tunes.Be good to yourself today .

It was odd that Rob was suddenly conducting her reign in terror while seated ! Was she actually injured somehow ?

Well, as I bide my time in isolation with walks outdoors, chores, old tv reruns, reading, creating crocheting, textibg, emailing, and debating What to eat next..I thank my lucky stars that none of these weirdies are in lockdown with me calling me "Nennie."

I am surprised than writers decided to make young hormoned, ill Gabe and hotmama Julieta a couple. I thought Juli said no ..why has she suddenly said yes ? Julian and Ingrid and Gabe and Julieta all in the same turquoise house. Very very odd.


How many episodes are left of this weeping and whining.?



 

Anita, how wrong you were with your line "came up with nary a funny bone"! It was a great recrap! I think you were on a birthday cake high, and we thoroughly enjoyed it. Happy Birthday!

The 2nd grader in me truly laughed out loud about Franco trying to keep his bowels in check and how he desperately wants to head to the bathroom (crossed out and replaced by a meeting). It's even more funny because our previously admired Juan Soler has been caught in the middle of all this sh**. MDC Virus, indeed!

Sorry, our swords crossed and I left some comments on UA's fun musings page. If they were important, I'd repeat them here. They weren't. But if I think of anything to had to your nary a funny bone, I'll be back.

Have a nice birthday!
 

THE PANTS WERE TERRIBLE. I was transfixed with horror.

But I loved how Julian was checking out Julieta's assets as she disappeared down the hallway at Aqua House. He even told Ingrid her nephew had "excellent taste." Ha!
 

Susanlynn, there are 63 episodes, so 3 more weeks to go.
 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Susanlynn today. Here it's rainy and cloudy but I'm hoping you are having blue skies and sunshine. And that your daughter and granddaughters can come and wish you a joyous day while social distancing. (And maybe bring a cake! Or at least a cupcake.)
 

OT..❤thank you ;) , judyb. It is raining and gray here , too. Our older daughter and her family just videochatted and sang to me , and I got texts from my dear cousin Drew and my friends. Yesterday I received a birthay card with the greetings in Spanish ('from my friend who taught Spanish ). Okay, now to eat my oatmeal and unload the dishwasher .
 

Dear Susanlynn--Happy Birthday to you this time. Glad you spend time with us. You have always been an inspiration in your fortitude and constancy, love and devotion to your family.

The weather is a bit gloomy and drippy here, too, but our spirits are soaring. We all seem to be virtually safe and content on Caray. Family is as near as a phone or a laptop or USPS. Still no TP, but otherwise, life is good. The azaleas are in full bloom despite the rain. Our Zoom birthday party Friday was a bit chaotic with 10 people on at the same time. We spent 2 hours just sharing our presence. I ended up talking to Peter by phone last night, son will call today and my daughter and I will have our kaffee klatch tomorrow. My the calendar sure fills up fast during these uncertain times.

OT (haha) I don't care a whit what is going on with our characters on MDC today. Tomorrow I'll re-engage.
 

Susanlynn - Happy birthday!!!
 

Happy Birthday, Susanlynn!

 

❤Thank you for all the kind good wishes. I texted, emailed , and talked on the phone with my family and friends, and our younger daughter brought over black bottom cupcakes and cards her daughters made. Videochatted over lunch with my family in Canada. I had my daughter's homemade baked French toast for dinner . I spent part of the day going through all the sweet, mushy birthday cards that Hub gave me throughout the years and also cards from other loved ones some of whom are also gone now .. .My parents, inlaws, good friends . Birthdays become bittersweet days after you have lost people you loved who loved you. I also found many cards from my students. Please remember to tell everyone you love that you love them even if you cannot hug and kiss them right now. ❤❤
 

Aaawww Anita this was good. Why'd you say there was no funny in this? There was plenty funny boning in This. Why
There's the (Dr Spock, not half-Vulcan
And"I like the white bedspread". And you typed those fun things in the heat
Of seriousness and heartache, perfect.
And some other funny stuff I can't get
To right now cuz I'm waaay down here
Typing my comment and they're waaay up
There. But yeah you said some funny stuff.

Now is berti acting like she hurt her
Ankle or did Daniela Castro really do
It? And the producer said sit down and
Do you part today? Sitting or standing
She's good.
With 14 episodes left they're really
Makin it look like all the good guys are the really stupid bad guys. They
Really did a job on alba. But Iam glad
The truth is out about Nat. So far
it's Been a boring spring, but now it's getting exciting. Truth is always kinda exciting, depending on how you look at it.

Every body has their own mess to get out of, so this will be an interesting
14 episodes.

Y'all stay safe and clean, and love ur
Loved ones. If you can't see them call
Them, text them, Google them, write a
Letter. Stay connected. FaceTime on facebook,Skype,tweet, and that other one,lol. And if you got a pigeon use that too. Wow, life is good. So many
Ways to communicate.

Thank you Anita. This was funny. And
You said you couldn't find anything funny bone in this episode. Girl it's
Here. Hahahaha :-)
 

❤Happy Birthday Susanlynn. I hope you
Have,had a beautiful blessed day with your loved ones, on Facebook or by phone. And know you are not alone. The
Patio sends you much love n hugs on
This special day for you. Much love to
You girl.❤🎂🎁🎉
 

Nina - Daniela probably hurt her ankle or foot in real life. IIRC, Years ago, Sabine Moussier (Ingrid here in MDC) hurt her leg or foot badly enough that her character was on crutches for a few episodes of Abismo de Pasión. (Try playing "crazy" on those! lol )
Does anyone else remember that? Or maybe I have my telenovelas mixed up? It was Sabine....of that I am sure.

And was ABISMO the one where Angelique Boyer's character always wore crochet vests that we made fun of?
 

Good morning, patio friends. Here we go again...another day of our new reality. I wonder how our characters are doing. I still am thinking about that odd scene of Gabe and Julieta waltzing back to his teen bedroom past lecherous Julian and wacky Tia Ingrid.
 

Doris, yes and yes on ABISMO. Ah, those were the days...of tequila and chili peppers.
 





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