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What a beautiful ship.

It is the steamship Alfonso XII

The pride of my shipping company

- and the whole Spanish merchant navy

The rest are the Santander, Coruña

Habana and Ciudad Condal.

I can see that during the Republic

your preferred to use names of cities.

We have to live according to the times

It wasn't time to use names of kings and saints.

You know that well, Your Majesty.

I promise my best effort not to have to go back to past times.

I know, Your Majesty.

I will never be able to thank you enough

for inviting us to spend here the holidays.

My family is having a great time

If they weren't, I would be committing an unforgivable sin.

C'mon, Marquess, for sure you have more grave sins.

Without a doubt.

- And I hope that God forgives me. - Well,

I don't know about God, but the King does, I assure you.

The Crown owns you very much, Marquess of Comillas.

And I will never forgive that.

Thank you, Sir.

A toast for the King.

- For the King! - For the King!

Justice!

Justice!

By God!

My God! He's still alive.

Call the royal doctor!

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Of course.

Ask the General Martínez Campos to stop all communication

and to declare the state of emergency.

No, we cannot let the news to spread

Yes.

Thank you, Mr. President

Was it the president himself?

Yes, yes, but not Rajoy.

- Ah. - It was Sagasta,

the president from his time.

He was calling from 1881.

Mr. Práxedes Mateo Sagasta.

- What happened? - An attack.

Alfonso XII is in a comma, close to death.

- Have they attacked the king? - Yes.

By luck, the royal doctor is an agent

from the current Ministry.

We assigned him to the king after two anarchist attacks

that he escaped unharmed.

1881...

He hadn't conceived yet Alfonso XIII

And if he dies, Juan Carlos I or Felipe IV won't be born

neither those pretty girls...

We have to save the king's life

so that our history does not become a parade.

Oh, and find out who is behind the attack.

Sure.

-Where we go? -To Comillas, a town of Cantabria.

A council of ministers was to be held there with the king.

Where Miss Folch will find known people.

Perhaps too well-known.

Are you sure you can take part in the mission?

Of course.

No one knows that time better than me, it's mine own one.

And that Marquis of Comillas, won many battles, right?

No, but he helped to win them.

And how do you do that? -He's a fleet owner.

Thanks to his fleets,

troops could be sent to the riots in Cuba and Morocco.

The richest man of his time in Spain.

Why did Salvador say that you can find people you know?

In Comillas not only were the ministers,

also, businessmen who came to ask for favors.

And what does it have to do with you?

Most of these businessmen who support the king are Catalans,

friends of my father and my family.

What's up?

You should seriously think about coming to this mission.

There is no time, the king is dying.

You're right.

How dare you doubt Amelia?

Did they bring what I asked for?

-So let's go. -We stay,

investigating to see what has happened. Quick.

-Come on. -Come on.

What's up?

How is your Catalan?

"Molto bene".

Come.

¡Amelia!

-Mr. Mendez,

I want to introduce you to my uncle, Pere Folch.

Your uncle?

-Nice to meet you. -Nice to meet you as well.

Excuse me, Don't you speak Catalan?

Not much.

Miss Amelia Folch, my niece.

Don Eusebi Güell, a good friend.

It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Güell.

I admire his work for the arts.

Thank you very much, Miss.

Thanks would have to be given to you

for supporting a young genius like Gaudí.

I'm fascinated by their naturalistic motives.

If you'll excuse me...

He is very affected by what has happened.

And you don't?

Definitely.

But I'm not the Marquis's son-in-law.

And what are you doing here?

Didn't you work in Madrid for a rich widow?

-Mrs... -Larra. Irene Larra.

And what exactly would Amelia do for you?

Sort and classify my library.

My late husband was a saint, but he had a vice:

buy much more books than he could read.

Moving to Madrid, and single.

Unbelievable!

No, you don't have to worry. I'll take care of her.

That I don't have to worry?

With so much dedication to studies and books,

my daughter is going to be left on the shelf.

I'm convinced, Madame, that Amelia

has much more important things to do in life.

So what do you say?

What matters what I say?

if on the end, your father always agrees to everything.

But I don't do only that.

I publish articles in "The Imparcial",

under a male pseudonym, of course.

Don't tell anybody.

Do you doubt me at this point?

Do you copy?

"Yes perfectly".

The neurosurgeon listens too.

"Before I continue, I reiterate my disagreement."

"I'm a doctor in 2017, but this is not my specialty."

I have already pointed it out in your file, Mr. Morales:

bravery was supposed.

The difference is that you are agent of the Ministry,

and our guest, no.

Focus on the patient, please.

I should never have asked for a leave of absence in INSALUD.

If he's really Alfonso XII...

did you think was a joke?

I remind you that you have signed a confidentiality agreement.

So... go ahead, please.

Proceed to wash the wound.

Gauzes and serum.

And place the kidney pan on the patient.

-This? -That, yes.

And close your eyes if you want. This is going to be nasty.

Calm down, I've seen a lot of slaughters.

Was a servant of the Marquis who shot the king?

Yes, but he paid for it with his life.

Your partner is a good journalist.

Thank you very much. Why?

Because he knows about the servant and about the shoots to the king.

In fact, it's assumed

that the residence was under lock and key, and you managed to come in.

We have good contacts.

I always knew you had talent and you were going to succeed.

You look very connected in the professional...

and I intuit that also in the personal.

No.

No, we're just coworkers.

Of course.

She wanted to come and I decided to go with her.

It isn't good for a young lady to travel alone.

True, but there is no danger here.

We are good people,

the "crème" of the "crème" of the political and business world.

I trust more pickpockets and rascals

than politicians and provosts...

Since your partner considers us little less than thieves,

I'm going to introduce you to the band's boss.

"Holy crap,

his soul is going to escape through that hole."

Let's get the durotomy done.

"I thank you for being so didactic,

but tell me what to do and period."

"Tweezers and scissors?"

Yes.

Make a small incision in the dura mater

and continue with the scissors.

My God.

Stop, stop.

There is no remedy. The brain is very inflamed, so it suppurates.

"You have to try, you have to get the bullet out."

If you do, that would only accelerate his death.

Put back the scalp and bandage it.

"There's nothing else we can do."

Shit! Shit.

I share your anger.

But you have to know when you've lost the battle.

How much time do he have left?

Hours, one day at most.

He has the vital functions affected.

All right.

Alonso, talk to your colleagues

and focus on the investigation of the attack.

Let's see if we can find a solution.

"It's the only option we have."

Yes, sir.

One of the first university women.

Congratulations, miss,

in the name of the government and in my own.

That is the Spain that my government wants:

educated citizens who work tirelessly

for the global illustration.

Maybe it would help

if they facilitate women's access to university.

Or even if we could vote, like men.

We will take action, I assure you.

I have ordered a commission on this.

But step by step, miss.

Spain is still not ready for so many changes at once.

The doctor came out.

I am pleased to inform you

that... the surgery has been a success.

His Majesty the King is very weak,

but shows signs of a speedy recovery.

Long live the king!

Long live!

The king has a day to live, at most.

Is the king dying?

Salvador was pretty clear:

-we must find some clue. -I am glad to hear that.

We have already met many friends;

now we will make a few enemies.

We have been very lucky.

He's been on the brink of a heart attack. I don't exaggerate.

His majesty is as strong as a bull.

At last I meet you, President. Could I talk to you?

Can't you see what we're talking?

The undersecretary Marti sent me.

Excuse me, Marquis.

Why didn't you tell me before?

You must find out who did this.

We work on it.

Now I'm going to ask you to use your authority.

How could I distrust my servant?

Tomasin was loyal to the extreme.

And how he came to your service?

He was a poor orphan.

I took him in Santiago de Cuba when he was five years old.

I lived there for over a decade,

and then I brought him to the Peninsula.

And did you ever see him in strange companies?

He lived a very quiet life.

He was focusing in his work. Work made him happy.

He had been with us for 30 years.

30 years.

So you give 30 years of happiness to Tomasín

and he returns them attacking the king.

And you still want me to believe it?

I have been like a father to my employees,

and for Tomasin more than for none.

Myself taught him to read.

Sure, and he was sure to marry one of his daughters.

It had been a long time since anyone had spoken to me like this,

and the last one received a knife in the guts.

That's why I had to embark for Cuba without a dime in my pocket.

I wasn't born marquis, you know.

Me neither.

But I know enough about knives.

And now, before lord Marquis take out the sharpening steel,

you are going to show me Tomasin's room.

The king's escorts already saw it.

Well, now I'm going to see it myself.

It's almost empty.

What did you expect, that there would be a TV and a radio?

Let's see if we're a little bit focus, huh?

What do you mean?

It's fine for me that you meet again with your past...

My present.

Well yes, your present.

But I remind you that we are here to investigate an attack.

I see that your uncle is very important to you.

You don't even imagine it.

"How are you,

Rocinante,

so thin?."

Am... Amelia.

-Do you know who Rocinante is? -Yes!

He is a small, skinny, skinny, skinny burrito.

Yes, again, it's.

"How is it...?."

I owe a lot to my father,

but without my uncle, I don't know if I would be the one I am today.

And to be able to see him again, here, surrounded by such important people...

which a woman of my time does not have the opportunity to know.

None of that people here are as important as you.

They all exist because you've saved the story 1000 times before.

As we try to save now.

Look.

It seems that the marquis treats them as a family.

Don't trust appearances.

Hum, look, they've had a sewing here.

These people have not seen "Columbo" ever.

-What? -Doesn't matter.

It's dated in Santiago de Cuba in 1851.

The destination is Guantánamo and the ship, General Armero.

Antonio López and brother. But this guy is...

The Marquis, before being a Marquis.

Do you see that list of numbers, sex and age?

They are slaves.

That is a contract of sale and transportation of slaves.

Gentlemen,

that the Marquis became rich at the cost of slavery trade

-it's something we all know. -Yes, but here's the twist.

Inside there is a slave ID card.

There is a woman's name, Rosario,

and one called Tomasin as his son.

Yes, the servant who shot the king.

The question is:

What if Tomasin didn't know that he was born a slave?

Pacino, don't be rhetorical. What do you want to tell us?

Let's see, let's gues for a moment

that Tomasin adored the Marquis

because for 30 years

had given him work and food as an orphan.

Guesing.

But one day, sniffing in the papers of the Marquis,

he realizes that he has been bought as a slave

and separated from his mother.

Surely I would want to kill the one who bought me

-and then sold my mother. -So the Tomasín

to whom he wanted to kill was the marquis and not the king.

Aha. And in the panic and not being a good shooter,

-hit the king by mistake. -Well, fuck with the mistake.

We have to act urgently.

Alonso will continue in Comillas protecting the king.

You two will go to Cuba in 1851 to release Tomasin's mother.

By suppressing the motive of revenge,

we will prevent this from running 30 years later.

Yeah, but that would change the story.

Sometimes you have to change something so everything stays the same.

well, the same, the same...

The king has hours left.

If he dies, the consequences will be irreparable.

My God, here you fall to the ground and they serve you to the grill.

Take it easy, we're almost there. I think it's there.

Let's summarize.

Let's see, uh... your brother, who is my brother-in-law,

has a sugar business in Guantánamo,

-and I'm it's new administrator. -Very good.

Anyway, here, if you give them money,

they don't care about your family tree, eh?

Well, here it is.

-Go ahead, miss. -Thank you.

-Good Morning. -Good Morning. What do you want?

I'm Mr. Feliu's brother-in-law.

We come to check the quality of the material.

I can't help you.

I need permission from the owner. I'm just the foreman.

Well, then ... look for him and ask for permission, right?

At this time he will be having lunch.

He will not be willing, I'll tell you.

But we will have to ask, No, chief?

What's up, Neluco?

Good morning, gentlemen. Too hot, eh?

-Indeed. Good Morning. -We come from Mr. Feliu.

Oh yes.

How are going the things in Guantánamo?

Well, we are expanding the business and we need manpower.

I was going to send them next week.

I bought the cargo six days ago,

as it left the Gulf of Benin.

They are negroes lucumíes, great workers,

-and they are healthy and strong. -Even so, we'd like to see them.

-Do not you trust me? -Well...

If I buy a horse, I look at the teeth.

-And since we came from Guantánamo... -Leave it, Jesus.

We will look for a friendlier business house.

Don't bother, ma'am, it's that It doesn't seem to be right for you.

Try me.

As you wish.

Neluco, accompany the gentlemen to the barracks.

Follow me.

Look at them, what faces...

We have these together because they are family. They didn't want to separate.

Hello, little one...

God, help me.

¡Ah!

You don't learn, eh, Tomasin?

Tomasin?

Well, they call him Fopi.

But we have given him a Christian name.

This is the most rebellious, and that is what Mr. Lopez likes.

He's going to take him to his sugar mill.

-Do you want anything else? -No. Let's go.

I don't know, I think we're getting it out of control.

Alfonso XII about to die, Lola is missing,

the damn secret societies...

and now Amelia and Pacino changing history by order of Salvador.

What would you do in my situation?

The life of a king and his descendants is at stake.

I would have done the same, but that is not the question.

The question is: what would not he have done?

I don't know, you tell me.

Well look, I would have sanctioned Pacino.

He let Marta escape, and we all know.

We've all failed, it's better to see it that way.

Ernesto, please.

Pacino is too good a cop to make that mistake.

We would have already tackled the problem of secret societies.

All right. Second?

I would never have recruited Lola Mendieta again.

Sure.

To think that this Lola has nothing to do

with the Lola we know is a naivete movement

that an under secretary can't do.

No, you're wrong, Irene.

He had orders from Salvador to kill Lola

if I saw her sink in interrogations

in the concentration camp.

Maybe it was not such a bad idea.

You know it would mean eliminating all missions

which I was going to solve in the future.

Solving that problem is easier

than what will come to us. -We'll find her.

Oh yeah? Tell me how.

She is very clever, she knows how to sneak away. He has been doing it since childhood.

In addition, that is not the main problem,

although we are all afraid to talk about it.

Salvador has broken a sacred rule of that ministry:

not to recruit the same person twice.

Too many paradoxes to travel through time

to provoke another one.

What if the two Lolas meet through time?

Upon reaching the river, we will cross the bridge.

Of course, we will cross it.

And we will fight for the Ministry, as always.

The usual Salvador would have made other decisions.

I don't know, I had ...

had another intuition, another smell.

-What do you mean? -I don't know.

I suppose...

I guess we all get older.

And Salvador also.

Hey, easy.

I just came to have some fun.

Why don't you have fun with me?

Come here.

Go, Go.

-Come on. -Pacino.

Pacino, what are you doing?

Do we change history for a king, and not for these people?

Hurry up.

Come on.

If my grandfather knew that I am watching over a king...

My God,

would rise from his grave and kicked my ass...

-Didn't he like kings? -No.

He was a Republican.

He said that in a modern world no one should inherit power,

but win it at the polls.

I have given my life 1000 times for a king.

And very proud that I feel.

I imagined.

You are from the old Tercios.

Sometimes even giving up your salary

so that the mercenaries could get it.

And how do you know that?

I like to read history books.

Maybe that's why, unlike you,

I don't like kings, like my grandfather.

I see.

And yet you have left your skin

to try to save his life.

It's my mission and it's my patient,

and there is nothing that hurts a doctor more than to see the patient to die.

For me, it's as much pain as for a king to lose his kingdom.

-What was that? -Quiet.

-Could be the change of guard. -I don't trust anyone.

Leave it, I'll go. So, by the way, I'm going to piss.

Freeze! Stay there!

Swallow it, dog!

What happened?

My colleagues have succeeded, they have changed the story.

They could have changed it before and saved me the bump.

And the king? Let's get him.

It seems that you like the boat, Your Majesty.

A lot.

And not just because it's called like me.

Why are you laughing, sir?

Tomorrow is going to be a great day for Spain...

and for you, Don Antonio.

Something wrong?

No, Your Majesty.

I just... I just wanted to check that it was okay.

And why would not it be?

Who is this man?

He's my new assistant.

My name is Alonso de Entrerríos, Your Majesty.

Always at your service.

If you want to continue serving me, cut your hair.

You look like a bandit from Sierra Morena.

Ay...

The king is safe and sound, thanks to you, but there are news.

I don't know why it gives me that they are not going to be good ones.

No. Alonso has informed us that he was fighting

with two guys who wanted to kill the king

just when you restarted the time.

They volatilized.

Like the killer of those women?

Exact. Time restarted

as if the king had never been wounded.

Tomasin was never in Comillas, there were no shots... Nothing.

But if those disappeared in Alonso's face...

It's that they are from 1881, or even earlier.

So we have not achieved anything.

Those people will still be there and try again.

That's why you must return there.

Alonso is personally protecting the king.

Do you have any clue as to who might be?

One of the guys that Alonso was fighting

said: "Swallow it, dog" when trying to kill the king.

Perhaps, maybe with the excitation...

Worse things have escaped my mouth

in some nasty interrogation.

The "Swallow it, dog" was a sort of anthem

during the liberal revolution of 1812.

It refers to when Fernando VII

was forced to sign the Constitution.

Means that an absolutist would never use it.

No, of course.

That is why they must come back and know who is behind all this.

Oh, and remember...

must act as if it were the first time you go to Comillas.

-Excuse me? -See,

time was rebuilt

from the liberation of the slaves in Cuba.

The attack has never occurred,

so no one will remember them.

I mean, as if you rewind a tape.

Yes, exactly.

Amazing the talks she gives us to explain something, huh?

See you later.

In the end, we are going to have to thank fate.

Why?

If the servant doesn't shoot the king by mistake,

we would never have known that others wanted to kill him.

Well since fate has helped us for a damn time

let go hunting those whoresons. -I have already informed Sagasta about everything.

It's great to ask a president for full powers.

and he gives it to you twice. -Where do we start?

We will repeat what we have done. You, watch.

Come, I'm going to introduce you to my uncle again.

Sure.

-What are you doing in Comillas? -Political chronicles.

I work with a national newspaper under a male pseudonym,

-Of course. -Of course.

-And you will not be... -College of the newspaper.

I wanted to go with her. It's not okay for a young lady to travel alone.

No, she's safe here. You will not find a place in Spain

with more guards watching, although not noticed.

And how are your parents? I have not spoken to them in weeks.

Nor do I see them much now that I am in Madrid,

but they are in good health. By the way, they do not know I'm here.

-I would like that... -I'll be a tomb.

So political chronicles, huh? I knew you would go far.

-If you'll excuse us a moment... -What happen?

Well, work is work.

-Do you excuse us? -Of course.

I just saw the halberd who tried to kill the king.

Now he is dressed as a servant.

-There is something that doesn't fit. -What?

I don't know, maybe it's nonsense of mine.

Come on.

The more you move, the more I will tighten.

You will know if you want to walk again.

The one who is not going to walk again is you.

What is this?

We already know who wants to kill the king.

It's your uncle, Amelia. Your uncle comes from the future.

Don't say nonsense.

He is right, Amelia.

I also travel through time

courtesy of the new Sons of Padilla.

But how did you know...?

The first time we met we spoke first in Catalan

and then in Spanish for courtesy with me.

The second time, directly in Spanish.

He didn't even ask for your work in Madrid.

I'm new on this of time travel

and I still get lost.

I will not get lost when I'm cutting your throat.

-Who are the Son of Padilla? -Some freaks,

-like those of The Exterminating Angel. -No, we're not the same.

They want Spain to live forever

in the darkness of his old charters;

we, let the light of the revolution illuminate it.

As I said, freaks.

I couldn't believe you were involved in this,

but when I saw you with that guy,

He watched the king

and prevented my men from killing him.

That's why I used one of them as bait.

I knew you would recognize him. He took it and you both also.

We came here to kill the king

and that servant almost does the work for us.

Then, when we went to finish him off,

you changed history, How did you do it?

I'm not going to tell you, fuck off.

Why not to me?

Listen to me, Amelia.

I want you to join us.

Spain deserves a better story.

And we're going to give it with our ideals.

You are talking to me about ideals.

To kill a man to defend ideals is not to defend them,

is just to kill a man. -Sebastian Castellion.

Maybe your mother was right.

Join us, Amelia.

No.

The fate of my companions will be mine.

Make sure

that she doesn't suffer.

It's Miss Folch.

A videocall?

Miss Folch?

"I'm afraid Miss Folch can't speak at this moment."

Hey, but what is this? Who are you?

Answer me.

-Who are you? -What's going on?

Let me see.

"I'm not, we are the Sons of Padilla and you will see with your eyes

of what we are capable of."

But listen, listen, listen, listen. Let's talk.

I think we can find a solution.

-"But let's talk." -"Something we have to do."

"Killing muffled up is cowardly. -Don't do it.

It's from those who do not want to be recognized.

Fuck off, motherfucker.

Here I bring you the reports that you had...

What's going on?

-My God. -Shoot all at once.

-Shoot, whoresons!

Your wish is my command. Kill them.

Angustias, come.

Come here.

-Can't be. -Lola.

-Lola? -Lola.

Yes, that is me, Lola.

I know he told me to take prisoners, boss,

-but it was them or us. -"Don't lament them."

"Well, dead they are, good heavens!"

Confirm what Alonso says.

I knew I could count on you, Lola.

"It's my job".

And it is not finished, we have no time to lose.

The goal now is not just the king,

is the whole government.

Can you unleash us while you tell it?

-Sure, sorry. -Well, now run, run.

If you need logistical support, call immediately.

"Yes sir".

I think you owe us an explanation.

And as undersecretary of this ministry, I'm going to give it to you.

I received an alarm from 1821.

An attempt to free an anarchist prisoner sentenced to death

-called Simón Cascajosa Sañudo. -Sañudo?

-That's the surname of Marta. -Marta!.

The woman Pacino let run away

in the case of Hitchcock in San Sebastian.

The man sentenced to death was his father.

I sent Lola to investigate the case.

Come in.

What did you find out?

I traveled the day they tried to free this Cascajosa

and I placed a camera.

There was these men and this woman.

Marta.

And she is not the only one of the group that has worked for the Ministry.

This one is also our agent, specifically from 1982.

His name is Luis Cejudo and he is known for his radical ideas.

And what would be your plan?

Travel there and infiltrate.

But that is dangerous. If you are discovered...

I'm ready, I assure you.

Ok.

The documents we have, haven't yet paid off.

I need to know who they are

and how many Ministry agents are involved.

-Yes, sir. -One thing more.

No one should know.

-No one. -Absolutely no one.

Then, no one will know.

He has infiltrated her in the Sons of Padilla without telling us anything.

But we even raised an intertemporal alarm.

A secret doesn't become so when too many people share it.

And you should know better than anyone else.

Now we have to wait.

-Are you feeling better? -Yes.

-But another like this one and I'm dead. -Come on.

Thank you very much. It's an honor to be your partner.

-So you know what they're up to? -Yes.

Kill everyone, the king, the council of ministers...

How?

They have put a bomb in the basement of the palace.

They will be detonated in the plenary council of ministers.

How much is left for that?

30 minutes.

A bomb in the basement, Do you know where it's placed?

Of course, I saw how they placed it.

-Can you disconnect it? -Me?

No idea. It was Pere Folch. You were right, traveling to his future.

Because that bomb is not even of my time.

-And if we evict the palace? -It would take too long.

Call the Ministry, to get an expert.

-Where are you going? -To get the doctor.

He has that damned camera.

-There is another issue to solve. -I know.

When we get there, find my uncle.

Avoiding or not this massacre, he has to pay for this.

Good morning everybody.

-Good morning, Your Majesty. -Please.

Before beginning this council of ministers,

I wanted to honor a few words to our magnificent host.

Don Antonio López, Marquis of Comillas.

For me it is a pleasure and an honor

who has received us so generously in his home.

And now has the turn don Fernando León y Castillo,

overseas minister.

Your Majesty, ministers, marquis.

Let's go.

You shouldn't be here.

This isn't your mission. If something goes wrong...

Nothing is going to fail

if I manage to wear this damn bonnet.

If something goes wrong, what?

You're too young to die.

And you?...

It's the first time in my life that I'm about to die

twice in the same day.

It has happened to me several times already.

Take.

Ready.

We also.

We have here Don Gaspar Antuña, TEDAX and agent of the Ministry.

Sorry for not have time for introductions,

but we are about to blow up.

Let's take it easy.

Move closer to the top and look for the opening mechanism.

-"This? this, isn't it?" -Yes.

Do you have a screwdriver or a sharp object?

Yes

Would this do the trick?

Sure.

The first thing we have to do is open the cylinder cover

which contains the detonator.

Do it very slowly

Are you going to miss the fireworks?

You are alive.

I don't know if for long because of your fucking bomb,

but in case I die I would like to fulfill one last wish.

Which one?

Reading that much, you would already have guessed it.

My goodness.

-Be quiet, please. -Yes, yes, sorry.

You're lucky they're wires.

No, it would be lucky not to be here, gent.

"To the right of the timer there is a chrome piston

from which come out five wires."

On the right, this will be the chrome piston.

Well, you have to cut the brown one.

Let me see, Let me see, Let me see. Five wires.

-Will this be? -Yeah.

Yes, and the brown...

This.

Are you sure?

All the sure I can be from here.

After hearing the words of the overseas minister,

we proceed to submit the proposal to vote.

In favour.

We run out of time.

For Santiago and for Spain.

-Oh. -It has worked.

It has worked.

It has worked.

That's it, that's it.

Traitor.

I don't allow anyone to call me that.

I've never been and never will be.

Let's stop arguing and go back to the Ministry.

All right, go yourselves.

I have yet to settle matters with the marquis.

-Come on. -Are you sure of what you do?

More than ever.

You'll regret it.

You will regret your whole life.

Shut up if you don't want me to cut your damn tongue.

Let's go.

I'm receiving you

because President Sagasta himself asked for it.

You must be a very important person.

No, I'm just an official

who comes to talk to you about the past.

Well, I guess there's no sense in denying it.

What do you want?

Money in exchange for your silence. Is that?

No.

Not everyone does everything for money, we aren't all like you,

marquis. -What do you want me to say?

It was legal at the time.

To enslave human beings was neither, nor is, nor will be ethical,

although the laws are drafted at will.

That you will not deny it.

If you've come to give me moral lessons, you can save them.

Listen carefully to me.

I have financed the future university of Comillas,

I have sponsored hundreds of artists

and I have helped so many people that I can't count.

-To clear your name. -To cleanse my conscience.

God

punished me by taking away my eldest son.

The youngest will receive a blood-stained legacy.

Do you think that I don't regret every day of what I did,

that I would not like to be able to change the past?

I fear that is impossible, marquis,

although there is something that I could do.

Could you finally do me the favor I asked for?

Of course. Mother and child are already there.

I don't think it changes much more history

after the mess we did. -No.

Don't insist.

I will never sell my companions.

Do you know how we and you differ?

Enlight me.

-You have no ideals, I do. -Oh, and what are they?

Restoration is a corrupt regime.

The full Government is spending the holidays

in an businessman's house

to which they will be enriched by decree.

Justice isn't the same for the rich as for the poor.

And two political parties are sharing power and benefits.

It seems that I am talking about his time, instead of mine.

Think about it.

If they let us fix the past,

the future would be better.

You reach the future, second after second

not murdering people.

History is full of violence.

From Sparta, Rome,

until the world wars.

They are mistakes to learn.

No, those are injustices that must not be forgotten.

You remind me

to the reactionaries of the Exterminating Angel.

They try to keep it from changing the past, history,

but if it's full of mistakes,

Why not correct them?

Have you explained to Amelia what will happen?

What will happen?

What happened, asshole.

What happened!

Come in.

What are they going to do with my uncle?

To attempt against the king is punished with death,

but the Government of Sagasta

will invent any reason to stop it.

What about to take him to the castle of Loarre?

Few deserve more than him.

I know.

If you don't have anything else to tell me, I need to go see my family.

That's what I wanted to talk to you about.

And it will not be easy, I assure you.

Sit down please.

-As you will know... -Not only we have changed the story

but also the story of my life.

Right.

We recruited you in 1880,

just two years ago.

This mission took place in 1881.

What will I find when I get home?

When I come back,

your father will be dead for a year.

When they arrested your uncle,

the Government seized all his business,

companies whose your father was also a partner.

He could not overcome it and, well,

suffered a heart attack.

I'm sorry.

When...

When I accepted to be part of this Ministry,

I did it believing it was the right thing to do.

But I never thought that would ruin my family.

I don't think I can go on as if that hadn't happened.

I need to choose between...

the Ministry and my family and...

I'm going to choose my family.

I understand.

There are two ways to get your family out of misery.

Marry a rich heir

or raise the family business alone.

I prefer this second one.

Because that means that someday

you can go back to the Ministry.

Take this.

What is this?

Well, it's... some information

about where you can invest in the stock market in the next years.

My father wanted to invest in hot air balloons.

Zeppelins? No, bad business, no.

It's much better to invest in telephony or electricity.

Always brings dividends.

And in your time is a growing business.

Thanks.

Amelia.

Don't you want to say goodbye to your partners?

Not now, I can't.

Where were you?

Coming back from Madrid.

On the anniversary of your father's death?

Do you know how difficult this date is for me?

-I don't know how you can leave me alone. -It will not happen again, Mother.

It will not happen again.

I'm alone.

Poor and alone.

And so I'm going to die.

I hope it's sooner.

We'll get through, Mother.

And we'll do it together.

What are you doing here?

Accompany you in the mourning, even a year later.

As you did leave without notice

Sorry.

I don't like much farewells.

Who says this is a farewell?

Not at all.

If we want to see each other, we get some doors and that's it.

I did leave

and then I came back.

And you have to do the same.

I just left and I can't think of anything else.

We will miss you.

Me as well.

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You think you are protecting history,

and it isn't true, you're protecting injustice.

-Have you made any progress? -I told you to ask me for an impossible one.

You can't travel to the future.

Some of the Sons of Padilla know this ministry well.

We must be prepared for the worst.

We are facing more than a possible civil war.

Throughout the whole timeline.

We shouldn't give more publicity to this matter.

More now we're going to conquer the Ministry of Time.

Are you sure of what you are going to do?

Yes.

I declare myself a conscientious objector.

-But, do you know what is that? -Yes.

Julian explained it to me.

Who could say that you will be my worst enemy?

This is the office of the undersecretary of the Ministry.

It's time for someone with new ideas to occupy that chair.

I don't know the Lola Mendieta you knew,

but the one in front right now

thinks he's a real son of a bitch.

In that, both think the same thing.

Release me!

Irene!

I want to get out of here.

It's a conspiracy.

A big one.

Freedom is not given, freedom is taken.

You said that you would never negotiate with terrorists.

Confess what you have discovered.

This is called changing the story,

And in addition with style!

I'm suffocating

Breathe, breathe.

Can't you stop for a minute?

-Don't! And do you know why? -Why?

Because I'm scared!

Nothing is irrevocable.

Except death.