No, you're not mistaken.
You're watching The Lady's Companion on Netflix.
And yes, this is still a comedy.
THE LADY'S COMPANION
LESSON 5: STAY TRUE TO YOUR LADY
To help you understand what's going on,
we should pick up our love story some 12 hours prior.
When our hero leaves work, unaware he's being watched.
-Santiago! -Miss Bianda.
Do you need a bicycle? You walk so quickly.
It's no wonder, with those legs…
Curious. You came to discuss my legs?
No, to discuss what you told Cristina.
-Have you lost your mind? -Is being honest losing my mind?
What did you expect me to do? To keep quiet?
To walk into the trap you two set?
Santiago!
I recognize it wasn't very fair to you.
It was unfair to all three of us.
You know why I didn't tell Cristina who I have feelings for.
-No, I do not. -Are you really going to make me say it?
I won't press you to say anything.
You kissed me.
-Stop inflating its importance. -It matters.
It doesn't. It was merely on a whim.
I can barely remember it anymore.
No harm in kissing you again, then.
And I'm the coward.
Know what will happen if Cristina finds out?
If Cristina finds out, I'll lose the only family I have left.
But you would still have a roof over your head. I would not.
If Cristina finds out and reveals it, I'll never find work again.
I am sorry.
Promise you'll keep this a secret.
I promise. But I can't promise that my feelings for you will go away.
Nor that yours will.
I've told you I have no feelings for you.
Do you promise?
Honestly, I am such a dolt.
Why must he always have the last word?
Any news to share this morning?
I've been following Santiago, and there's no sign of the other woman.
I told you. She's the worst detective you could find.
Why not enlist an expert?
Would you let the grown-ups discuss grown-up matters, Carlota?
As you prefer.
I just want you to know that… my offer still stands.
Miss Bianda, have you prayed for your salvation during the novena?
There's no point.
-I'm already damned. -Enjoying yourself, sister?
Sending Miss Bianda to spy on Santiago is madness, sister.
What if his relationship with the other woman is different?
Different?
In what way?
It might be through correspondence.
-Perhaps she doesn't live here-- -Stop ruminating, miss.
I can't lose him.
I need to know who she is.
THE OTHER WOMAN
In fact,
we're heading out.
Miss, this situation is getting out of hand.
I'll find clues about my rival at his house.
"The other woman," and now "the rival."
What's next?
Elena.
I will find her out, even if I must walk into the lion's den.
How will you get in? Mr. Torres is not at home right now.
Excuse me, Juana.
We were about to have some pastries at the café,
when I spilled my tea.
Just look at me.
I'll take you to the powder room, dear.
It's no trouble. I'll handle this.
Juana, would you fetch me a glass of water?
I'm parched.
You know, I was certain you'd come to see my Santi
to talk with him after what happened the last time you were here.
You know.
The kiss!
What are you after?
I don't want her to overhear.
-Is it his money? -I'm no harlot, Doña Juana.
-Then why did you kiss him? -He kissed me!
Don't let the young lady hear.
I've already told him I'm not interested.
-Well, he has his mind set on you. -That's because he's pigheaded.
Yes, indeed he is.
-And a know-it-all. -Yes, that too.
Don't change the subject. If you don't love him, tell him.
Let's put an end to this nonsense.
Ready!
Wonderful.
But you didn't get the stain out, dear.
That's why we should go home so I can change.
But thank you anyway, Juana. You're a saint.
-Shall we, Miss Bianda? -Let's go.
I couldn't find any letters. But…
This belongs to her. I'm sure of it.
-I'm not a coward! -Prove it, then!
It's yours.
I must have left it behind.
When you went to ask why he hadn't called on me.
I fear I'm becoming obsessed.
If I lose Santiago, we'll be all on our own.
You won't.
I guarantee it.
I'll stop that from happening.
Santiago is headstrong, but so am I.
I know exactly how to dissuade him.
Miss Casas?
I asked which room you were staying in.
I brought you this.
Thank you. You're very kind.
Tell me, what brings you here?
You seemed in low spirits the other day.
I wanted to make sure you're doing well.
-May I? -Of course.
Excuse me.
Gabriel!
Gabriel, it's me.
It's urgent.
Alicia, stay here, please.
Of course.
Go on.
-Hello. -Hello.
I know we haven't talked, but I need a favor.
-Do you remember Mr. Torres? -Yes, the hack.
He's unsure about Miss Mencía.
Because he's taken a fancy to you. It's plain to see.
If he sees us together, he may lose interest.
Hello, Elena.
-It's not what you think. -No, it's much worse.
I've found you out.
You're entangled with your lady's former suitor.
-Thank goodness she didn't overhear. -Tell me.
Gabriel and I have been acquainted for some time.
You think I haven't told Cristina? She's more understanding than your lady.
My former lady. Remember, you got me dismissed.
I never hit Alba. If you hadn't done that, you'd still have a job.
You drove me to do it.
Don Pedro nearly fired me due to your schemes.
I want your post.
I will do whatever it takes until I get it.
Inés.
Who is that box for?
It's for Miss Carlota.
Carlota?
Here. I'll take it to her.
Miss, I am quite busy.
Good. Straight ahead.
Carlota!
-What's wrong? -"What's wrong?"
Your practical jokes are not funny at all! This package was addressed to you.
To me?
Yes, to you.
-I'm not behind this stroke of genius. -Stop it.
"The Zapico family cordially invites Doña Carlota Mencía
to a séance led by the illustrious medium Carmen Soler."
Carmen Soler.
Sara, keep reading. I can't.
"This invitation may be extended to your entire family."
"Join us. It shall be a night of fright."
-Carlota, are you quite all right? -No. I could faint.
They invited me! Me!
I'll meet Carmen Soler, the most charismatic and powerful medium.
She's contacted the spirits of Bécquer,
Benjamin Franklin, and Christopher Columbus.
You shouldn't go. You're young and impressionable.
Don't you think it's too late to worry about that?
Only one person can say.
MARRIAGE OF ARISTOCRACY
Scoundrel.
Father!
What is it?
The Zapico family has invited Miss Carlota and the rest of the family to a séance.
Can we go? Please.
Well, I have a business dinner, but Miss Bianda can take you.
And Cristina, you'll be able to see Santiago.
Really? We usually have to beg a little more.
This'll be the best night of my life.
Carmen Soler is known throughout the city!
-Maybe they published-- -Hey!
Just a moment, Father.
What's wrong, Carlota?
There's nothing on Carmen.
But you just opened it. Look.
-There's nothing on her. -What's going on?
Would you leave the newspaper--
He's getting married?
Eduardo is getting married.
The young lady is from a noble French family.
A little duchess.
She's pretty. I wonder how long they have been betrothed.
Make no mistake.
These are tears of wounded pride, not heartbreak.
With me, you don't need to pretend.
Tell Esther to invite Santiago tonight.
We will marry.
And we will be far happier than those two bad apples.
It's going to be a very long night.
This damned little box!
Blasphemy is for the back rooms of cafés, son.
It's quite an original curio, isn't it?
Well, you didn't open it.
"Contact your loved ones."
You've never liked practical jokes. You're a killjoy.
Just like your father, may he rest in peace.
Constantly griping.
I was the only one who could get him to smile.
I am the only fun one in this house.
I've been wanting to attend one of her sessions for months.
I might get the chance to contact my cousin.
Mother, we should honor life, not death.
What does that mean?
Are you not joining me for the séance with the medium?
Of course I'll attend. The Zapicos have a superb wine cellar.
You heard my son, Adelita. If you want to take the evening off…
And miss something so important? Impossible. Adela must come.
No, leave the girl be.
She can do as she pleases. I don't want to force her.
I don't have anything better to do.
So it will be us three, then.
If you'll excuse me.
The Bellis perennis are ready for your room.
And here is a small gift for you.
A gift?
For me?
Ever since you scolded him, my son is a changed man.
You may have more powers than Carmen Soler herself.
Oh, I love everything, Mother. The flowers, especially the fabric…
I took your advice.
Yes, I know. Oh, what a pity we didn't see how they reacted to the invitations.
Look. This is the seating arrangement around the Ouija board.
But, Mother, you want me next to Mr. Monsalve?
Of course. Maybe with all the frights, a connection will blossom between you.
Isn't that a brilliant idea?
A bit daring. Perhaps too soon, don't you think?
Yes. I think Josefina is right. Perhaps it is too soon.
Don't play innocent, dear daughter. Your father isn't around.
Take care of this. I'll go see how the meal is coming along.
You could have been more persuasive.
Ah, so now it's my fault?
I didn't use Daniel in that crude scheme to make me jealous.
Well, it may have been crude, but it was certainly effective.
Come, now. They'll see us.
-Stop. -No, they won't.
-You're going to drive me crazy. -Good. That makes two of us.
We need to get rid of Mr. Monsalve.
If it's about my black dress…
It has never been so fitting.
I wouldn't go to a séance any other way.
Your mother would be so proud.
I've seen your sisters be presented in society, and I will say,
you are the one I will miss the most.
You'll be alone at home.
Because you'll no longer pester me with your pranks.
Don't play pranks there.
Don't damage the Mencía name. It's better to… do that just at home.
-I don't understand your indifference. -Carlota, spirits don't exist.
Spoken like Darwin's representative on Earth.
Miss Bianda, do you believe in that?
I wouldn't know how to answer that.
Some people try to profit by convincing others--
Carmen Soler is different.
You still haven't seen what she can do.
How can you be so sure?
Because she lives between two realms, the spiritual and the physical.
Her perception and sensitivity are at an extrasensory level.
And if she looks at you, she sees your soul.
Carmen Soler is one of a kind.
Our lives are about to change forever.
You'll see.
The Mencía sisters!
My guest of honor.
Are you dying to meet Mrs. Soler?
I'd like to hear all the specifics about the device.
I knew you would value my creativity.
By the way, I told my father to have Santiago write an article.
So your meeting will be fortuitous.
We won't let that floozy steal him.
Next, it was "floozy," of course.
I prefer "the other woman."
Dear, come with me. I want to talk to your suitor.
Mr. Monsalve.
Yes. Yes, excuse me.
Mrs. De Orbe.
We almost ended his life, God forbid.
Is this your first time at a séance?
I've heard they are in vogue, but they don't spook me.
-I have nerves of steel. -Ah.
Who would've thought?
But I can only speak for myself.
The paranormal intrigues me, but I can be easily influenced.
Not to worry. I know I'll be at your side.
If you get scared, I can calm you down.
It's incredible that Esther managed to get Carmen Soler with her busy schedule.
They say people faint from the shock.
-We should fear the living, not the dead. -May I?
Don't forget it. How long has it been since my cousin died?
Miss Alba, may I have a word?
What is it?
I've heard about your quarrel with Miss Alicia Casas.
And, at the risk of seeming nosy, I ask you to reconsider your stance.
She had a bad day, but Miss Casas is the best chaperone you can have.
I could have you. You have a gift.
I want you to work for me. You'd have your own room and a salary.
It would be best for everyone if I disappeared.
But I cannot. Cristina needs me.
I'm sorry, but I'm committed to the Mencía girls.
Think it over.
Stop smiling at him. You're encouraging him.
You've seen my mother. I can't be unfriendly.
How would that make the Zapicos look?
Well, at least he's entertaining.
Very much so.
And...
I'm sure he won't be a problem.
You shouldn't let anyone give you gifts. Don't you care what people think?
What's going on?
Adela accepted an extravagant gift from Doña Paquita.
Isn't it lovely, Elena?
She's very fond of you.
I'm starting to warm up to her, despite the trouble she's given me.
She says Lázaro's changed.
And… the truth is, he's different.
There you go again with the fairy-tale prince.
Fairy tale? I'm firmly planted in reality.
Don't be naive. He's taking advantage of you.
Josefina, not all rich people are cruel and wicked.
There are some with good hearts who can feel genuine things.
What do you think, Elena?
I would say that, sadly, we do not choose who we fall in love with.
Don't laugh. It's just a coincidence.
I didn't expect to see you.
Duty came knocking.
Here.
I'd like to apologize if I wasn't tactful when I shared my concerns the other day.
I appreciate your honesty.
Eduardo wasn't. He's set to marry.
A French aristocrat. It's in the newspaper.
How are you?
It hurts. I won't deny that.
But now I see I understand your situation.
I know what it's like to be torn between people.
Our feelings are beyond our control. And I'm your friend.
You can talk to me about her.
No, I don't think that's a good idea.
Do you think we wouldn't get along?
Or do I perhaps know her?
Don't press me, Cristina--
No. I don't want to bother you.
Is she someone I know?
Ladies and gentlemen, the séance is about to begin.
Take each other's hands.
Open your minds.
Are you ready to take a journey to the beyond?
Ladies and gentlemen, I present the incredible,
the wonderful Carmen Soler.
I feel a lot of energy in this room.
Vibrations from other worlds.
Surely, a lost soul has something to share with one of you.
GOODBYE
-B… -B…
-E… -E…
-T… -T…
R…
-A… -A…
-Y… -Y…
-A… -A…
L…
L.
Betrayal.
BETRAYAL
Betrayal. Who's the traitor?
Betrayal?
Mencía sisters,
stay alert.
It's easier to evade a spear than a hidden dagger.
Betrayal is lurking near you.
Mrs. Soler?
Mrs. Soler, may we know the name of the spirit who has possessed you?
No, it hasn't revealed it.
Don't fret. It wasn't your mother.
She passed on peacefully and departed this realm
where spirits roam when they have unfinished business.
Let's continue. Hold hands tightly.
Are you sure you didn't see a short woman
with crow's feet and a dimple on her chin?
I'm sorry. Your cousin hasn't come through.
But sometimes, certain spirits are… elusive.
Yes. My cousin is very elusive.
If you want to try again, you could pay for a sitting.
-Is everything all right? -Yes.
Doña Paquita, weren't you planning to freshen up? I'll join you.
We'll talk later, Mrs. Soler.
Want to say something?
I'm sure you know what I think of you. Stay away from my mother.
Because you don't like me?
Or because you don't want me to tell her what I know?
I don't believe a word that woman says.
At least she didn't toy with Carlota's feelings about Mother.
Cristina, we are the betrayers, not the betrayed.
I love him. Please don't say anything.
I think I know what Carmen Soler meant by "betrayal."
Alba made Elena an offer to be her chaperone.
You seemed distracted during the séance.
Don't you believe in the afterlife?
My beliefs did not affect the séance.
What your parents did to you was terrible.
But they feel remorse.
Don't you want a second chance?
I don't know what you're referring to. If you'll excuse me…
Excuse me.
It's nothing.
Well…
Will you come with me to change, Josefina?
Miss Bianda?
Miss Bianda, are you all right?
Leave me alone.
-I've never seen you so upset, even by me. -Really, I need to be alone.
It's because of what Mrs. Soler told you.
You don't miss a thing.
Fine. Why not get it off your chest?
I won't write a word about it in my article, obviously.
Maybe she told you something she found out to surprise you.
No, that's not it.
Then, what was the message?
She was aware that I severed ties with my parents.
I thought they were dead.
They are to me.
I wasn't the daughter they hoped for, and when I needed them most,
they threw me out on the street.
I'm sorry.
It's fine.
So, you want to steal my chaperone?
Isn't it rather unseemly to scheme behind our backs?
It wasn't planned. It just came up in conversation.
And don't worry. She declined my offer.
Though she hesitated.
Perhaps Miss Bianda isn't as comfortable in your home as you think.
I expected her to turn it down right away.
Santiago kissed me.
Aren't you glad?
I've started to have feelings for another woman.
This belongs to her. I know it.
It's yours.
They're not getting a second chance.
Because you can't give it to them or to yourself?
I don't…
want to hurt you.
I might hurt you, though.
Well, you're in luck, because I'm quite the risk-taker.
Was that Cristina?
-What are you doing here? -What about you?
This is my room.
I heard a noise, and I thought you were other people.
You're not the only one caught off guard.
But you know me well enough to know I don't deny myself.
Miss Cristina, I urge you, if you're fond of your friend--
I'm fond of her and you, Josefina. I'm the last person who will judge you.
-I'm carrying Eduardo's child. -Miss Mencía?
-No. -Miss Mencía?
Take this.
Miss Mencía?
Miss Mencía? Are you all right?
It's dark in here. I knocked over the jar. I'm sorry.
It was from my mother-in-law. You did me a favor.
Shall we go downstairs?
How odd.
Spirits are present.
-There are many spirits. -Calm down. Look, there she is.
Did you scream, Cristina?
Yes, but don't worry.
It was the darkness playing tricks on her.
It's understandable. We're all a bit jumpy.
We'll have a hard time sleeping tonight.
Don't worry. I'm fine.
But it's late. We should head home.
-Yes. -I'll never forget this night.
Me neither. Let's go.
I will contact Carmen Soler.
You shouldn't be so gullible.
Everyone believes what suits them, son.
Don't pester me, please.
It looks great.
Do you like it? It was a gift from your mother.
My grandmother's.
Really?
I had no idea. I don't want you to think I'm taking advantage of her.
No. Not at all.
Mrs. Soler takes advantage of others.
You'd do anything for my mother.
If she cares for you enough to give it to you--
Good night.
Honestly, I wish I could have spent more time with you tonight.
But then you disappeared just like that… Poof!
Well, I'm an unsolved mystery. Like those of Carmen Soler.
Oh…
They make a lovely couple.
-I should be going. -Really?
-It was splendid. -Your daughter deserves someone--
We need to set a date for the proposal.
Miss Bianda.
Yes?
Would you abandon my sister right now?
No. Absolutely not.
So why did you consider Alba's offer?
I'm not sure what to say. I'll ask for forgiveness during the novena.
Know what I think?
You know everything about us… but what do we know about you?
I need to end this charade.
I need to talk to you.
Me too. Come in.
You first.
I thought you were the other woman.
I connected the dots, you see?
Your fan, your hesitation with Alba, and…
When I didn't see you in the parlor, well…
I know, I'm an ungrateful brat.
I don't deserve your friendship.
No, miss.
I don't deserve your trust.
Do you believe in signs?
I used to be a skeptic.
But this…
not even Carmen Soler could have forseen it.
Or could she?
Subtitle translation by: Meredith Cannella