[energetic, whimsical music playing]
Ever wondered what it'd be like to know all your best friends' secrets?
No? Wait, really?
You're not even a bit curious about it?
My secrets? I… I don't have any.
When you grow up in a convent, like myself, you learn to be selfless.
Humble, through and through.
I need to think this through for a bit. Let's hear from Josefina.
[sighs]
Well, I think it's rude to go digging into other people's secrets.
A person's hidden desires are hidden for a reason, right?
[Mrs. De Orbe groans]
We don't have to hide it anymore.
[whispering] And besides, why think about things
that will never happen?
Never.
Not in a million years. You know?
Right. I know what you're hoping to see now.
[music intensifies]
Cristina, will you marry me?
[bell chimes]
Unexpected? Did you want a romantic scene with Mr. Torres?
You haven't learned a thing!
Lesson six of the handbook,
"Dreams are a luxury beyond reach for all of us chaperones."
Sometimes, I'd love to rip that damn handbook to pieces.
Especially at times like this.
[Santiago] Don Pedro, I want you to know you're like a father to me.
No, the Mencías… The Mencías are like a family to me.
That's it. That's why I wanna be honest with you.
I can't marry Cristina.
Because I have feelings… for someone else.
[Elena] Enjoy this fleeting moment of happiness.
Because this is the moment right before our love story started going downhill.
[knocking on door]
[peaceful music playing]
[suitor wails]
[defiant rock music playing]
[angelic harp plays]
[young lady grunts]
THE LADY'S COMPANION
LESSON 6: YOUR DESIRES COME SECOND
[clock chiming]
12 HOURS EARLIER
If I believed in God, I'd pray.
But since I don't, I have to trust medicine.
-[whispering] Miss Sara. -[Sara gasps, grunts softly]
[tense music playing]
[Carlota] It's happening again?
Who died now?
Cristina's feeling a little unwell.
But it'll only take a moment.
She's still a rookie.
A moment wouldn't be enough.
Well, this "rookie" has a pretty clear diagnosis for you.
"Busyboditis."
Come on. Go back to sleep.
[door opens, closes]
[music intensifies]
[door closes]
[Cristina groaning softly]
[Cristina whimpering]
[knocking on door]
[Angustias] Miss Cristina, are you all right?
-Yes, I'm fine. -[Angustias] Don't lie to me!
I saw Miss Bianda and your sister coming in. Open up!
-[door handle rattles] -[insistent knocking]
-[Angustias] Open up. I'll tell Don Pedro! -Sara, open it.
[tense music fades]
[gentle music playing]
Oh, Dear Lord.
[Cristina groans]
-How far along is she? -[sighs]
A couple of months.
Eduardo… that shameless scoundrel.
Did you know about this?
[gently] All right. Don't worry.
We should inform Doctor Aguilar.
[Elena sighs]
I should go. I'll be faster.
Stay here. You've done enough.
[energetic music playing]
[Elena] She's got a point.
I'm just glad she didn't throw me down the stairs.
[energetic music building]
-[music ends] -[Aguilar] Does that hurt?
No.
Is that bad?
[Aguilar] Many pregnant women experience bleeding the first months.
It's not necessarily a miscarriage.
Blood is always scary. But you're all right.
[sighs deeply]
[Elena] She's been trying to light it for 15 minutes.
You can fix it in the morning.
We have to deal with things right away. Otherwise, they start getting out of hand.
-I was just trying to help. -You always think you're the smartest.
-Well, we wouldn't be here if I were. -You're right about that.
But right now, only one thing matters.
That it was all just a scare?
Why aren't you considering a solution for the real issue here?
Miss Cristina is still a very young woman. She'll have more children!
If you knew the heartbreak of losing a child, you wouldn't say that.
-[Elena huffs] -[Angustias] I know this is harsh.
But it would be best for everyone.
For Miss Cristina, for you…
Even for Mr. Santiago.
[Elena sighs]
[exhales sharply]
[bells tolling in distance]
[Santiago yelps]
-[blow lands] -[Santiago groans]
[inhales sharply, grunts]
[whimsical tango playing]
[Santiago groaning]
[Gabriel, slurring] Fell in love with her, didn't you?
[Santiago grunts]
[sighs] I don't like you, man.
Ever since I met you, I knew there was something between you two.
I noticed something between you two as well.
You think I'd fall for that jealousy stunt?
Ah! You're very observant.
So are you.
[groans] Guess it's not the only thing we have in common.
[both grunting]
[both groan]
[Gabriel, drunkenly] You scoundrel.
-Swine. -[Santiago] Oh, my nose! [groans]
-My goodness. How barbaric. -[priest] Holy Mother of God.
[groans loudly]
[Gabriel] Five years, and here I am, punching a scribbler.
[grunts] I'm an idiot.
[groans] I won't argue with you.
[sighs] She'll just leave you hanging, like she did with me.
-[sighs] -You can't dissuade me.
[Gabriel] I won't interfere anymore.
But I know her.
And just when everything seems to be going great, she leaves.
She became a chaperone to get away, and that's not going to change.
[somber music playing]
[Gabriel] Ah.
[door opens down the hall]
[both] Don Pedro!
-No! -Get out of the way!
-You're gonna tell him? -Don't tell me how she's feeling.
I raised her, not you.
That's why I'm stopping you! You want her to face her father?
You're putting words in my mouth. I didn't say that.
But you're thinking it.
What I think is you're being absurd. Why would I say anything?
[tense music playing]
-You won't? -Of course not.
But the doctor's still in the house, isn't he?
-He is. -We have to tell him he's here.
We can't hide him.
Out of the way, now.
We're running out of time.
Your father's downstairs.
-Doctor, please don't-- -Sara, no.
Don't worry about it. Angustias is with him.
-Wait. -Step aside.
-Wait, Don Pedro. Calm down. -Step aside.
No, that's impossible! There is a quack in my house.
Yes, I know that, but you shouldn't go upstairs in any case.
-Why? -Well, because he's examining her.
-So? -I mean, uh, Miss Cristina is… is a woman.
She feels shy. Don't be invasive.
It's nothing serious!
Do you think I'd have a drink with you if I… if I were worried?
You'll have a drink?
You refuse every time I offer you one.
-Why not? Just this once. -[Aguilar] Pedro.
Julián. How's my daughter?
She has chlorosis.
Um, iron deficiency. It happens to a lot of girls her age.
She needs rest and to eat well.
A few days ago, she collapsed while dancing for no apparent reason.
Are you sure it's nothing more serious?
It's not.
Can I see her?
Of course.
[sighs] There's still some risk.
Cristina should avoid any forms of physical or emotional distress.
-[clock chimes] -[Sara] Thank you, Doctor.
I don't get how you managed to convince me.
I'll see you out, Doctor.
[clock tolling the hour]
[door closes]
I don't understand why I couldn't do anything.
[chiming stops]
That's normal.
She's your sister.
[Sara] Yes, but… you, on the other hand, knew what to do at all times.
I'm much older than you.
[gentle music playing]
I've seen more things.
-But we don't know if the baby is-- -Have faith.
She doesn't have to be as unfortunate as others.
[music becomes somber]
[Elena] Do you understand now why my desires don't matter?
I wouldn't forgive myself for abandoning her.
Because, unfortunately, I know how it feels.
Even though that means… what it means.
[rapping on door]
[gloomy music fades]
Good morning, Inés. Hey, bookworm. I thought you were in class.
Don't hold me up. I already missed physiology.
-Ah. -[door closes]
Hello.
-Hello. -[Santiago] Hello.
Yeah, I already said hello.
-I'll talk to Don Pedro and Cristina. -It's not a good time, Santiago.
-What… -[Pedro] This is a mess!
I can't get my head around it.
Why isn't the mail in my office, where I always leave it?
[woman] You haven't slept at all. Maybe you moved it or--
[Pedro] Are you doubting me?
-Unbelievable! Unbelievable! -Don Pedro.
Sorry. I didn't see you. What do you want?
I wanted to talk to you, but, um… since you didn't sleep much,
I'll… I'll be on my way.
[Pedro] Cristina's sick.
Doctor Aguilar says it's an iron deficiency
and that she needs to rest and eat properly, so…
That's a relief. It doesn't sound serious.
Still a rough night. My goodness. Come up to my office. Come on.
Do you care for quacks at all?
[tense, somber music playing]
With such a name…
[Pedro] After what happened to Isabel,
I can't relax when a doctor's in the house.
Where's the darn mail?
[Pedro sighs]
[Santiago] Don Pedro.
You see? I can't think straight when there's a quack around.
And now we'll have one in the family.
Santiago, unimaginable things are happening in this house.
Some of them are not good, but others are excellent.
Like your courtship with Cristina.
[Pedro sighs]
It's the only thing that's made me happy since… [scoffs]
I need a glass of sherry to calm my nerves.
You know what?
[Pedro sighs]
[music halts]
I'll join you.
[Pedro] Since when do you drink this early?
Since… never?
If I ever…
If anything were to happen to me…
[tense music building]
[softly] Yes, of course.
Your daughters are my family.
I'll always be there for them.
What do you want? To stagger your way out of here?
[sighs deeply]
What did you want to talk about?
Nothing important.
[music fades]
[Josefina grunts contentedly]
[softly] No, no, no.
Oh, I knew this would happen.
-[Esther] Shh. -Don't shush me!
[Josefina sighs] Oh my God.
[grunts, sighs]
I don't know if I'll manage to convince your mother to, uh…
[moans] …forget about Mr. Monsalve.
[Esther laughs]
-You don't really want to marry him? -[Mrs. De Orbe] Esther!
-[whimsical music playing] -[footsteps approaching]
[Josefina gasps]
[thuds]
[Esther clears throat]
Are you still in bed, my child?
-[sighs] -[Mrs. De Orbe chuckles]
-Why are you smiling? What happened? -[Esther] I woke up in a good mood.
Oh, well, that won't last long.
From the Mencías.
[sighs]
[paper rustling]
Chlorosis?
Poor Cristina. I'll go see her.
I'll cancel the meeting with Mr. Monsalve.
You can cancel if you want, but stop being lazy.
Cristina needs her friend. Come on.
[door closes]
[sighs] You don't have to handle her.
I'll do it.
Are you coming up, or should I go down?
[giggles]
That's not funny.
[chuckles]
[music fades]
Good morning, Doña… Doña Paquita, you look more dolled up than usual.
My son isn't coming today, so I'm taking advantage of it.
Oh, really? Lázaro isn't coming?
Another one of his business schemes that never go anywhere.
Let's take this opportunity to get you working a bit.
It's about time, right?
My cousin's passing was so sad. It was a pity.
And I struggled to come to terms with it, you know?
But this morning I woke up, and I suddenly thought to myself,
"The dead are through. It's time for the living to renew." Right?
Ah, Doña Paquita, you can't imagine how happy I am!
-Right? -Is there a type you're fond of?
Well, of course there is. How could there not be?
[whispers] I want a man who will give it to me nice and rough.
[gasps] Doña Paquita!
Yes. Don't be such a prude, okay?
-Come on. -[both giggle]
[energetic music playing]
Who's that?
Ernesto de la Cuadra, married and with a slew of debts.
Oh. [giggles]
Oh…
[Paquita giggles softly]
Eufrasio Castro stared me down.
-Because he's cross-eyed, Doña Paquita. -Uh, I don't mind.
[Paquita sighs]
I'm exhausted.
Two hours walking around, and we got nothing at all.
[exhales dramatically]
If only you'd listen to me
and stop fixating on the wrong gentlemen…
-[sighs glumly] -You know, Doña Paquita?
Becoming a chaperone was… was a challenge for me at first.
But Elena and Josefina taught me that,
as a chaperone, I have to find joy in bringing joy to others.
-[music fades] -[girls giggling]
MARRIAGE OF FRENCH AND SPANISH ARISTOCRACY
-All right. -[all laughing]
[Cristina] You haven't won yet.
Whoever strikes him through the heart wins.
So sadistic. I love it!
I knew my shock treatment would work.
[Carlota chuckles]
Are you saying that letting our anger and hatred out is a healthy move?
What I'm saying is that, actually, women are self-sufficient
and self-serving.
We don't need men at all. [whispers] Especially not for pleasure.
[group laughs]
What did you say?
[Cristina] She said she's hungry. Can you ask them to bring us something?
Can you join her, Josefina?
Yes, of course. Shall we?
-[door opens] -[footsteps fade]
-[door closes] -What you said was very appropriate.
Especially considering your recent leisure activities.
[sighs] Well, denying my feelings would be worse.
I couldn't do it, and I don't care if people think it's a sin.
How can love be a sin?
Would you risk everything you have for her?
[Esther sighs]
Could I be like this because of Eduardo's news?
[Esther] Do you still think about him that much?
[Cristina sighs] Give me a dart.
[cheeky music playing]
-[sighs] -[Esther] Great! [laughs]
[music fades]
No, go… go ahead, Don Pedro. I don't want to bother her.
[Santiago sighs]
I will inform Miss Zapico that you're here.
-Yes. -If you'll excuse me.
You're leaving? Because if not, you can join me while I wait.
I think you and I should be friends.
Since Cristina and Esther are best friends,
well, their betrotheds, naturally, should also--
-[Santiago] Monsalve. -[Monsalve] Yes?
Who told you Cristina and I are betrothed?
-Oh, there's talk. [chuckles] -[tense music playing]
-There's talk? -Around town, yes.
-Around town? -Mm-hmm. Yes.
There's gossip around town.
Oh, you didn't know?
Ah, wait, have you not… You haven't proposed yet, have you?
-Monsalve… -No, no, no, no, it's okay.
We're not confidants yet. It's a bond that's being created,
of course, and…
And besides, I think I should do it first.
I'm gonna do it. Tell me, what do you think?
-Yeah. -You'd say yes, right?
Right.
-[tense music peaks, fades] -Mr. Monsalve, what a surprise!
[gentle piano music playing]
I know our meeting was postponed,
but I got a letter from your mother encouraging me to come and see you.
-Yes, my mother is so considerate. -Ah.
Flowers. For Miss Mencía and for you.
Care for a walk?
Since I met you, there hasn't been a single day
that I haven't thought about you, Esther.
You leave me speechless.
What woman wouldn't want to be your fiancée?
But I must confess that I'd like a formal, uh… courtship as decorum dictates.
Yes, of course. A few months of courtship before the proposal.
Two, three, maybe five.
[Esther] One year would be good. Or maybe two.
[cheeky music playing]
One year?
Don't you deem it worth the wait? Or maybe I'm not what you need, right?
No, no, no. I'd wait for you my whole life.
[giggles]
-I just want you to be happy. -And with you, I definitely will be.
[music ends]
-Angustias? -Mm-hmm?
-I'd like to see the Mencía girls. -I'm sorry.
Sara has left for university, and Cristina isn't feeling well.
-They can't see you. -Could you please tell them I'm sorry?
I asked Miss Bianda to be my chaperone.
I didn't do it to spite them, but… but look.
[whimsical music playing]
-[Angustias] Is that your father? -He's my shadow, Angustias! My shadow!
He even follows me to the powder room.
At this rate, I'll end up single, having to work as a chaperone or, worse,
as a governess! [sighs]
Don't worry, no offense taken.
You wouldn't make a good governess.
The solution to your problem is to apologize.
After what Alicia did to me?
It is wise to own up. Which is why you're here.
Apologize, and kiss your shadow goodbye.
Sounds appealing, right?
[whimsical music fades]
Why are you just sitting around?
You look like a Ficus carica, commonly known as a fig tree.
-[cheeky music playing] -Do you know Eufrasio Castro?
Yes, of course I do. The one with opposable eyeballs.
He said he saw you this morning peacocking at the park with your chaperone.
-Like a teenager looking to marry. -[gasps]
Is that what he said? He may be cross-eyed,
but he's got great vision.
Can't you see how inappropriate this whole thing is?
You're a mother, for the love of God!
Is it so bad that I want to spend what's left of my life with someone?
You have me. You have your son.
Children leave the nest. Everybody knows that.
It's taking you a while. When will you do it?
-Stop trying to sidetrack the discussion! -This is not even a discussion!
This is a reality, plain and simple. I'm looking for a husband.
Get used to the idea. And don't you ruin my day.
[groans angrily]
[music intensifies]
-[music fades] -Oh, I didn't know you were here.
My mother asked you to find her a husband, I know that.
Yeah, well… I'm a chaperone, and if that's what your mo--
Nonsense! Only a widower would marry her. Or an attractive gold digger.
And if I have to fire you, I will!
No one can fire me other than your mother.
Today has been a fabulous day.
I haven't seen her this happy since…
I've never seen her this happy, actually.
And if you're worried about gold diggers, I'll get rid of them.
Although I wouldn't be able to get rid of all of them.
Did you mean me, Adela?
[tense music playing]
Do you care about your mother's welfare,
or that she stays single so you can keep the inheritance for yourself?
Couldn't I accuse you of the same thing?
The brooch, the furtive kiss…?
Do you think my mother would approve of what happened between us last night?
I was wrong. Kissing you was a mistake, but don't worry, I--
It was my mistake.
I should've kissed you back with the passion I was feeling.
-Lázaro, we're arguing right now. -And doesn't that excite you?
I wasn't thinking about that. I don't know.
You're the only one who can shut me up.
And I hate it, but it drives me crazy too.
[Lázaro moans softly]
[both laugh]
-A truce? -[exhales shakily] Where do I sign?
[Paquita, softly] Ay…
[music fades]
[indistinct chatter]
What happened? Did you oversleep?
I'll tell you if you help me now.
-We have class. -We had class.
[energetic, mischievous music playing]
-You are a bad influence, Miss Mencía. -[chuckles]
Nobody uses it. And I need it.
-[both laughing] -[music intensifies]
[music dies down]
[Cristina] Why didn't you try to get your friend to come?
[Carlota chuckles]
[Cristina] I didn't get to thank your friend for the chair.
Stop using that tone every time you say "friend."
[Cristina chuckles]
Your sister's curiosity is understandable. You've never told us about Camilo.
Because he's just a classmate, that's all.
I mean, he's not…
-You don't think he's handsome? -He's not important.
Well, I don't know. I haven't checked.
-He's gonna be a doctor. -And?
Sounds like a good suitor for Miss Know-It-All.
[Cristina] Never thought about him that way?
I mean, he checks all the boxes for a perfect suitor.
[Marta] Excuse me. Lunch is ready in the garden.
-They're waiting for you. -[Sara] I have to go get changed.
[Carlota] Mm.
[energetic music playing]
Sorry to keep you waiting. My sister was getting changed.
You look… radiant.
I feel better, all thanks to Miss Bianda.
She acted swiftly.
-It's nothing, really. -[Sara] Yes. Yes, it was.
[Pedro] We are all grateful.
Santiago?
I'll take you.
Enjoy your lunch.
[music fades]
-Is that the mail? -Uh, yes. It is. Here.
This is from my cousin, Soledad.
[mysterious music playing]
TO MISS CRISTINA MENCÍA DE QUIRÓS
[music fades]
[Sara] The Lottery of Love? Can't we… I don't know, play Duck Duck Goose, or…?
Oh, I love Duck Duck Goose!
Don't tell me you're embarrassed by The Lottery of Love, Mr. Monsalve.
Me?
No, I'm thinking of the young Mencía. I wouldn't want us to shock her.
I'm not so easily shocked.
And I'd love to be able to gossip without having to spy.
Are you okay? Are you tired?
I'm fine.
[whimsical music playing]
[Santiago] You look radiant. The sun does you good.
Me, on the other hand…
[Cristina] Remember that Sunday by the river?
[chuckles] You were in the sun so long that you fainted.
[Santiago laughs]
Tell me the truth. You didn't forget your parasol.
You wanted to impress me.
Yes, I wanted to impress you, but it turned out badly.
I had to go through all this to realize how much you all love me.
All of you, you included. Despite your doubts, here you are.
Cristina…
[Cristina] Know what I think?
It's normal to have feelings for someone else.
But, after what's happened to me, I know love is something else.
It's this.
[chuckles softly]
[music fades]
[Esther] Mm, finally!
I'll start. All right. All right, let's see…
[chuckles playfully]
"Question." And it's a pretty good one.
[all] Ooh!
You're on a stroll with your sweetheart,
and your chaperone gets distracted talking.
You're alone for the first time. What do you do?
Well, I know what I'd do.
[Esther] I'm asking those of us who have a heart.
-[Sara chuckles] -You have to tell.
[Esther] Hmm…
I'd draw close to him slowly…
[Cristina] Right.
Until our faces were so close that I could feel his breath.
[Monsalve gasps]
[Esther] And then, in the blink of an eye,
I'd touch his hand.
-[group laughs] -[Monsalve chuckles awkwardly]
-Yeah, right. Of course you would. -[Esther] What?
His hand touching my arm is more than enough.
Isn't it, Daniel?
Oh yes. [chuckles]
[group chuckles]
[Esther giggles]
-[Monsalve gasps softly] -[Cristina] "Confession."
[music dies down]
Who is the person you can't stop thinking about?
-Not even in the bathtub. -[group laughs]
And then that person also has to answer.
[tense music playing]
Mr. Torres.
[Santiago sighs]
[Esther] And you, Santiago? Confess.
[nervously] Um…
I, um…
You don't have to say anything.
Mm. Better not.
Because not all of us are as good at baring our souls as Esther is.
[Monsalve] I understand. I would've chosen the dare.
[Carlota] Go get more juice for us.
[Sara] Really? That's the dare you're gonna choose?
[Carlota] Do you want me to go get the maids?
-I'm saving myself the trip. -I accept.
[Esther] Next?
There are still a lot of tickets in the Lottery of Love.
-[Sara] Fine, I'll go. -[Esther laughs]
[Carlota] This is going to be dull.
[somber music continues]
[Sara] But it's true, I don't…
I don't have anything to hide,
so, uh… I know you're gonna say I'm bland and boring…
MEET ME IN THE GREENHOUSE
But, uh… I call it good sense.
-Confession. -[Cristina giggles]
[Esther] You have to tell the truth.
[group laughs]
[gloomy music fades]
[sighs] He's there. What am I gonna say? No idea.
I'll just improvise. I'll do my best.
[Santiago] I didn't think you'd come.
I bumped into the marquis last night, and he told me that when you two ran away,
you abandoned him without a warning.
And… And I was determined to… come clean with the Mencías and
take a chance on my feelings for you.
-Not the best day to do it. -[Santiago] I'd do it anyway.
As long as you promise you won't do the same to me.
[tense orchestral music rises]
[takes a deep breath] I know what I have to say.
[dramatically] Santiago, I just care… so much about you.
Let's run away.
Let's go far away, the two of us. Together.
[quietly] What?
I just… I can't stop thinking about you and…
I know we wouldn't be happy here.
Let's board the first express train.
The first express train that goes anywhere!
I don't care.
[nervously] Um…
-[softly] To where? -[scoffs]
-[music cuts out] -[chuckles scornfully]
-Of course not. [laughs] -Was that all for show?
-[sighs] -You have no scruples whatsoever!
[chuckles] I was purely trying to help you face the truth.
[chuckles]
What do you think we'd have to do to be together?
Escape.
So you can dump me, like the marquis.
Because you're the chaperone who doesn't know love.
Whoa! So poetic!
Well, I could dump you, or you could do it.
Love isn't a fairy tale.
Don't you think we'd have problems and difficulties?
I hadn't… I hadn't thought about that.
You expected me to say no.
Because I'm the clear-headed one.
[somber music resumes]
The cunning one, I'd say.
I get it. You just wanna get on with your life.
But I don't think the attraction we feel is enough to drop everything, though.
[sighs sadly]
[tearfully] You're insufferable. You know that?
I think you're just angry because I'm right.
You wouldn't be able to dump and hurt Cristina.
Even less now.
[Santiago sighs]
So, what now?
Well, we can each go our own way and, um…
hold onto the good memories as if they were treasures.
I know I will.
[tragic music building]
[sighs]
I wish you the very best of luck, Miss Bianda.
I wish you the best, too, Mr. Torres.
I hope you're happy with Cristina.
[chuckles sadly]
[Elena] You see?
Dreams… are for the naive.
[narrator] Don't be so negative, Miss Bianda.
When it comes to love, there's always hope.
[somber accordion music playing]
[in French] It's done. Perfect.
[in English] Eduardo, you could be more mindful of your body language.
-You look like a pig in a slaughterhouse. -I might as well be.
Don't be so dramatic.
I don't want any of this!
I can't stand that French lady, Paris, and brioche!
You'll get used to it.
[Eduardo] No! I don't wanna get used to it!
[sighs] Mm.
What's that?
I love Cristina, and I'll get her back.
You wouldn't dare. You'd put that nobody before your family?
She's not a nobody.
You know how expensive a duchess's dowry is?
Mother, she could even be the queen of England,
and I still wouldn't give a damn.
There are many ways to save our family,
and you just chose the one that makes me the most unhappy.
Cristina is the love of my life.
-There's no turning back. -Eduardo! Son!
[narrator] I told you this wasn't over.
But if you need the classic "to be continued"…
TO BE CONTINUED
…your wish is my command.
[music peaks, fades]
[whimsical closing theme playing]
[music ends]