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We shouldn't have come.

Sure, seeing it now, you're right.

Put that bandage wherever you can stuff it.

Eh, what my colleague says, I don't...

I envy you.

Why? We are both going to die.

Sure, but you believe in God and the afterlife.

And today is a good day to believe in all that.

Believe it or not, it exists. I'll see you there.

We'll see each other.

Load!

Aim!

Halt!

Stop the execution!

You see, we were looking for Bolívar...

And finally, we have found him.

Why are you going to execute these men?

They wanted to attack your excellency, sir.

Is a lie! And we can prove it!

Take them to the palace. I want to question them personally.

Still the same. Maintains vital signs,

but the doctors don't know if he will come around.

Can't be operated? The possibilities

that he survives the operation are scarce.

We just have to wait. I don't like this situation.

The Sons of Padilla will not sit idly by.

We have two of your leaders. They are useless to us.

One is dead and the other is in a coma. But they don't know it.

We must be prepared for the worst.

Hoping that the Exterminating Angel don't give us another surprise.

Have the corpses of Peñíscola been identified?

None of them have been our agents.

I don't get it. They are not infiltrated,

but they know the Ministry perfectly.

The kidnapping of the rabbi is the best proof of that.

What's wrong, Angustias?

Where are we?

Don't worry. Trust me.

A group of Moriscos refugees has appeared in the center of Madrid.

Moriscos?

Yes. They come from the year 1609.

Let's see, we'll place them in the warehouse of the south wing.

We haven't used it for a long time.

Yes, since we keep the collections for the Prado Museum

to protect them from the bombing of the Civil War.

They should have arrived.

Don't worry. We have activated the protocols as quickly as possible.

With this selfies craziness, I guess there are a thousand photos of it.

We have leaked to the press that it's a demonstration of extras

protesting for their labor rights.

If we have helped in that, something good will come out of this mess.

Yes, sure. Great. More coffee.

What do we do?

I offer myself to deal with them.

No. Irene and Ernesto have more experience in that matter.

I have mine too. I remind you that I have helped

hundreds of people who fled looking for a better life.

Fine. You, Irene, stay with me.

Presidency of the Government is going to drive us crazy.

You are going to receive them

and I want to know how they got here.

Perfect. Thank you. Let's go.

Angustias.

Do we know anything about Alonso and Pacino?

As you can see, the King of Spain has sent us to sign

in the name of our country for the recognition of these colonies.

I think you mean ex-colonies, Don't you think?

My colleague means that, with these documents,

our country officially recognizes the independence of these lands.

And there are not among those papers

something more than good wishes from Spain?

That's right, ma'am.

A good mother never abandons her children,

although they insist on moving away from home.

Typical imperialist paternalism.

We must look to the future and forget the past.

Spain wants to sign a trade agreement

that is beneficial for both parties.

And?

You two remind me of someone I met when I was younger.

But, evidently, by your appearance, you could only be their children.

One had an Italian surname. And here it says that you're called...

My name is Stan Laurel, Sir.

And mine, Oliver Hardy.

Could be my imagination.

You can stay in the palace for a few days,

while we study the documents.

Then we will have two guests to dinner.

Of course, of course.

I want you to meet my trusted people.

My guards will take you to your rooms.

Thank you very much.

I could swear that I met those two when I was a kid in Madrid,

but they have not aged at all and 30 years have passed.

They were with the Duchess of Osuna, with Goya, the illustrated painter.

With Teresita del Toro.

So many responsibilities lead you to imagine such things.

And so many bad memories, too.

Your back burdens too many responsibilities, my love.

I don't get it. Some poor refugees,

expelled from their homes in the seventeenth century

and I haven't heard a single word of concern about them,

just how to cover a possible scandal.

Step by step. We are facing one of the problems

more serious for this Ministry.

That the whole world knows of its existence.

Don't suffer, Fatima. You'll see how everything goes well.

Good by.

The lights of the camp

will go out at 10:30 p.m.

Take it easy, everybody.

If God wills this to be our last destination,

he should have some reason.

Don't worry. We will treat you well

and we will attend all your needs.

Where are we? Their clothes are strange.

Sure. We'll talk about it.

Now eat and rest. Then you can clean up.

Thanks.

They are distributing food

next to tents 2 and 3.

They are exhausted and confused.

I read in the newspapers of nowadays

that there are still refugees fleeing wars.

Yes.

Something we have to be doing wrong.

Yes, only that these refugees didn't flee their kingdom.

They come from their time. And they are as Spanish as we are.

You don't know how happy I'm to hear you."

Any problem to access Bolivar?

We have had an exemplary reception.

We will not forget it in our lifetime.

The only thing, Bolívar looks at us weird. I think he remembers us.

After 30 years?

I have that feeling.

I have the same

But we are also earning his trust.

And of his wife, Manuela.

A woman of character.

Do you know that she's assimilated into the General Staff of Bolívar

with the degree of colonel?

Command in place seems to have,

and it's seen that Bolivar has great esteem for her.

Have you been able to contact our permanent agent there?

No, but we will do it soon.

Stay tuned and become the shadow of the Liberator.

The attack is imminent. Ok, boss.

And remember: I want the culprit alive.

Ok. How is everything over there?

Great.

He was a little weird, right? I've heard him as always.

Sure man. You haven't noticed anything

as you're always thinking about the same issue?

That it bothers you to save Bolívar, recognize it.

If you smile a little bit once in a while

maybe it would not be so evident.

Even, have I to give a sweet talk that traitor? or what?

Simón Bolívar fought for the independence of his people,

as we did against the Romans or against Napoleon.

Bolivar and the other liberators

they have taken advantage of our magnanimity.

And they have Spanish blood in their veins!

Yes, because, have you seen any Indian with officer stripes?

No, they are servants or cannon fodder. Yes, but...

If someone had the right to defend their land

were the Indians that we met with Guerrero,

I will never understand how a Spaniard

may end up being a Mayan chieftain,

but I recognize one thing,

he fought for them, not to take advantage of them.

These folks are heirs of Spanish blood

and they don't want independence,

they want the power to continue their scams.

Look Alonso, that's not our business.

That man has saved our lives

and now we have to do the same.

That is the mission. Recapitulate!

I will fulfill my mission,

but don't ask me to do it willingly.

The Government delegate is here.

the delegate? Wasn't a woman?

What was she called? The one that made eyes to Ernesto.

Marisa. Right, Marisa.

Let's say that while we are in a situation of emergency

I take her place.

Return the Moriscos to their time?

Those are the orders.

I'm afraid that's not possible, sir.

There are some protocols that we must comply with.

Protocols? Yes.

The first protocol is sanitary. Anyone who comes from another era

can bring diseases that today would be deadly.

That's why we do those blood tests.

Is that instrument used to draw blood?

Yours, are strange leeches.

I assure you it's necessary.

Would be helpful if you persuade your people to let us do it.

Don't worry. If they see that I do it, others will do it also.

I have never seen anything like that. And that I have treated even kings.

Are you a doctor?

I am.

Sir. Yes.

That woman is burning with fever.

She will not be the only one. They are all weak.

Uff.

Right now they can catch any disease.

Yes. What are you doing here, Velázquez?

I want to help.

Very good. Well, go to the cafeteria

and say we need all the water they have.

Yes, Sir.

Similarly, the one that comes from another time

can catch diseases here

that if we return him immediately to his time

they could become pandemics. That would affect our history.

It could pass on even the king himself.

Or to an anonymous citizen

that could be the great-grandfather of great-grandfather

of Ramón y Cajal, for example, that, in that way, wouldn't be born.

I need my herbs.

Yes. We take care of it. We have antibiotics.

Apart from that health issue, there is something urgent to investigate.

To get here you have to use some of the time gates.

How have those Moriscos known of their existence?

That is the second protocol.

I think it's about time you tell me where we are.

Yes.

You see, it's not easy to believe, but...

you have traveled in time.

That's not possible. Yes, it is.

And for that, you have entered through a door.

Do you remember how you reached it? We only left Elsh.

Where?

Elsh is Elche in Arabic. Oh.

We had to leave our home forced by the royal troops.

Part of the group didn't manage to escape.

We were lucky The young Cosme guided us.

He's a brave young man and the only Christian who has helped us.

And since when do you know him?

Just a few days ago. He appeared suddenly and saved us.

It is what in their religion they call guardian angel.

Let's go.

Attention. General alarm.

We have an infiltrate among the Moriscos. Evacuate galleries.

Let's go.

Attention, this is not a simulacrum.

Leave the galleries.

This is not a simulacrum. Leave the galleries.

Can I know what is happening?

Don't move, Cosme!

Attention, it's not a simulation. Leave the galleries.

Watch out.

The weapon. Quick.

Leave the galleries. It's not a simulation.

Leave the galleries.

Velázquez, move away.

Right now.

Turn around slowly and raise your hands.

Swallow it dog!

Breath deeply.

What happened?

That man looks like Velázquez.

No, he doesn't look like. It's Velázquez.

Here there is explosive to burst the entire Ministry.

They are terrorists.

They are refugees who fled when this man joined them.

Surely they knew it, but they want revenge on who threw them out.

I doubt it. They have been deceived.

This young man knew how to get here.

And when he was going to explode the bomb, said the phrase: swallow it dog.

A son of Padilla.

If you can explain it to me in plain English.

It will take time.

Tomorrow I want a full report of everything that is happening here.

With regard to refugees,

I want them back in their time as soon as possible.

At the moment, is not possible.

Our doctors have detected many sick people.

And if it's because of something contracted here,

they can't leave the Ministry until they recover.

48 hours.

Then, I don't want to see a trace of this nightmare.

Then, Palacios, who has spent his life with the general, says:

What my lord thinks, only my lord knows.

The old José Palacios,

always faithful as a dog of the Habsburg court.

Their kings liked to pose in their paintings with their dogs.

They could do it with their generals.

If everyone were as faithful as my old butler,

this country wouldn't be full of fake liberals.

Please, enjoy the food, we are among comrades.

With all due respect, I'm not your comrade.

As I'm not of your aides-de-camp either.

And I can't laugh.

They almost executed us without attending to reasons or documents.

Talking about justice is easy,

being fair, seems to be a little bit more difficult for you.

What do you know about wars?

You are a bureaucrat.

And the bureaucrats,

At the first whistle of a cannon, get their underpants stained.

Gentlemen, please, respect our guests.

Thank you so much, Mrs.

the ladies have the elegance that their generals lack of.

Well, there isn't need to get nervous.

We just have a different sense of humor.

No, what we have is a different sense of honor.

Let me know time, weapon and place.

There I will be, you can bet on it.

We'll see who shit his pants then.

Excuse me.

Are you crazy?

Don't you see that besides screwing the mission you can lose your life?

Take it easy. I will hit him right between the eyes.

You can't do that either, pal, you'll change the story.

Rafael Urdaneta

will become the last president of the Gran Colombia.

That's changing the story, big time.

My honor has been forged by blood and fire on the battlefield

and also a true Spanish

doesn't allow to get his homeland denigrated.

How old-fashion is he.

We aren't murderers.

We didn't know anything, I swear to you.

Poor guy.

That boy used them to kill all of us.

Who only moves for revenge is a poor person.

We lived in peace until they expelled us.

Then came wars in which we all lost our heads.

I know very well what touches your soul when that happens.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

Yes. That phrase should never have been written in a sacred text.

I already do it. Don't move.

She is almost to give birth. Just one week.

Maryam was a Christian and she fell in love with Said, a nephew of mine.

He married him and changed his faith, more for love than through creed.

Now Said is dead. I'm sorry.

The only thing that remains of him is the son she has in her belly.

I pray that he isn't born with hatred in his soul.

It's over.

Now they will know in the Presidency everything about the secret societies.

Yes. And this guy Bosco doesn't give me a very good feeling.

He's a bureaucrat. He has enough with that.

I've known worse ones, I assure you.

They didn't know anything and we found nothing dangerous in their belongings.

The Sons of Padilla have used the Moriscos

as a Trojan horse. They knew there were so many

that we couldn't have time to control security.

True, we have lacked the ability to react.

We felt more compassion towards those poor people

that the feeling of threat. On the other hand, that Son of Padilla

has not had compassion for anyone.

That bomb would have killed us all.

To us and the Moriscos

to those who he was supposedly leading towards freedom.

Fuck.

All right. It's time to make decisions.

We have 48 hours to find a way out for those poor people.

And I only see one option.

To ensure security for our refugees

once they leave their country and their time.

With all due respect, Salvador,

Why should we intervene in history

saving the life of these Moriscos?

In the expulsion, many more died.

I haven't said anything, sorry. What do you want me to do?

Go immediately with Lola in 1609 to negotiate with Felipe III.

Try not to be mistaken about the city.

In 1609 Valladolid was no longer the capital of the kingdom.

Yes, to the greater glory of the Duke of Lerma.

Glory I don't know, but profit, for sure.

Yes, Angustias. Turn on the TV.

And you have your own theory? The government is hiding something.

It wasn't about filming a movie because there were no cameras.

I was there and took pictures of everything I could.

I have checked all the agencies for extras. None of then were.

Who do you think they were? I don't know.

But they have disappeared and nobody wants to give more information.

Nobody wants to answer a question that is very simple:

where are they? But we will find the answer.

That was the last straw, and that was all we needed. I can't find a better definition.

You have to find her before she keeps talking.

We don't want to give more publicity to this issue.

And now, even more, that we are going to conquer the Ministry of Time.

but it isn't difficult to know that this situation is affecting you.

Who doesn't get affected by the situation of these poor people?

Well.

So you aren't as selfish and egotistical as they say.

Is that said about me? They don't know me.

It's not my fault to be one of the greats of Spanish painters.

You are full of yourself.

Have you also been told that? Of course not.

You know.

This situation of the refugees reminds me of the civil war.

I've put my life on risk trying to save those fleeing to France

and Jews who came to Spain.

And now I can't do anything. That is what hurts me most.

It reminds me...

I had a Morisco slave.

Juan Pareja. Good painter, although worse than you, of course.

Juanito

He was my assistant for years.

He ground the colors and prepared the canvases for me.

I was so blind that I was unable to see his talent before.

There isn't a night where I don't think on his unfinished works,

that could be in a museum next to mine.

We are all wrong sometimes.

The problem isn't to be wrong. It's not being able to correct your mistakes.

Lola, we're leaving on a mission.

Sure. Where do we go?

To negotiate with Felipe III a worthy return for the Moriscos.

Please! No, Velázquez. Don't insist!

We will pose as rich landowners in the area

that don't want to lose the work labor of the Moriscos.

You will pose as my daughter. Perfect.

And who do I will be? Our servant.

Whatever it takes. I will not fail you.

Also, I can help you with my knowledge of that time.

I painted Felipe III on horseback.

I'm the favorite painter of his son.

Velázquez, in 1609, you were ten years old.

I was already very clever.

When I tell Salvador, he will kill me.

Tell him it's my fault, after all, it's true.

Yes, no doubt that I will tell him.

Elena! Into the car, now!

I'll talk to you later.

Divorce problems?

Why do you tell me that?

No, no, for nothing, for the mark on your finger.

There was a ring.

And you know, lack of ring plus anger, add up a divorce.

You are very insightful.

Yes, it's a divorce problem.

It's a pity you are not so insightful in other matters.

I'm very disappointed with you.

This matter of the Moriscos is getting out of control.

There is a lawyer. Elena Castillo.

Do you know her? Yes, of watching her on tv.

But don't worry. Nobody will believe a crazy woman.

As less attention we pay to her, less dangerous she will become.

Anyway, it's clear that we should take care of her.

Of course.

I see that we begin to understand each other.

Although there is something I could use to dismiss you right now.

Why have you not informed the Presidency

about the issue of secret societies?

Because in this Ministry we know how to solve our problems.

Have been about to die

Goya,

Alfonso XII,

the rabbi who created the Book of Gates and yourself.

Was almost not to be signed

the peace treaty of Valladolid with the English.

But everything was solved in time.

I assure you that it's very difficult

to control the whole history of Spain.

In your report, you say that you have two members of the Sons of Padilla.

One dead and... Marta Cascajosa.

She has not wake up from the coma and she may not do it.

If she does, I want to question her in person.

So shall be.

I'm worried that agents from another time could join those Commoners.

And about the Exterminating Angel, Do you know anything about it?

We haven't found any infiltrators yet,

but we know that they also have the Book of the Gates.

And they know the Ministry perfectly.

I want him to know that you have the best allies in me.

And I think it's time to improve the budget of this Ministry.

I like those words more than the chops to the fat guy of Bonanza.

I don't understand you.

Four horses come from Bonanza...

Sorry?

Chiquito, the humorist. Chiquito?

No, I wanted to tell you that it will be a pleasure to work with you.

Even if you insist on expelling those Moriscos as soon as possible?

Don't worry. We are working on it.

General, only you can stop this

and we have still time.

I'm afraid it's impossible.

Every man owns his destiny.

Your friend has an advantage;

he will be the first one shooting thanks to the draw.

Attention!

Shoot! Let's get it over with!

I'm sorry I provoked you.

I had never had such a worthy rival.

Please accept my apologies.

Another like this one and I will not need to be shot.

Were you going to sacrifice for the mission, mate?

Let it be. I want to end this mission as soon as possible.

I received a call from Rubiales.

There is new information about the attack.

Do we have them?

As sure as the sun rises in the morning.

Well, as we said, we enter

and If your worships cover me while I'm going to give a try.

Tomorrow The Big Sausage will be history. God, country, king.

so they call here to President Bolívar, who wish him ill.

Seems to be quite a lot ones.

Can we hear a little before? Hum... Yes, sure.

Well, as we said, we enter

and If your worships cover me while I'm going to give a try.

Stop, stop. What happen?

This guy has... he has a Spanish accent

and speak as if he is from my time.

Yes, he's Arteche.

But it doesn't make sense that he's from your time.

That of God, Country, King, is more from a 19th century Carlist.

Or from the Exterminating Angel.

And what the hell is that? Bad guys.

Later we will put you up to speed.

That is all? No.

The great man has already tied the knot.

He plays hard to get, but he will do shortly before the party.

Let Santander begin to swim or step aside,

but make a decision, now.

Santander? General Santander?

Yes. It's a conspiracy... a big one.

How can you be so sure? Where did that rumor come from?

No, they are not rumors. Believe me, Manuela.

Why do you get so surprised?

It wouldn't be the first time. True.

More than 20 times they have tried to take the general's life.

Oh, I didn't know there were so many.

Some are just popular legend, but most are true.

The last one was at a gala ball.

When I knew they wanted to kill him, I wore on such a low-cut suit

that everybody could almost see my naked breasts.

There was such a stir that Simón came to ask me for an explanation.

In the brawl, the killer had to flee

because he didn't have a clear shot.

No doubt, you have more courage than many of the men I know.

That doesn't matter now.

My life would go out if Simon died.

Tell me why I have to believe you.

Those who want to kill him are Spanish.

That's why we are fully abreast of events.

What? Yes.

The trade treaty is a farce.

We came to avoid the attack, following up the clues we had.

It's that much the interest of King Fernando

for the health of something that no longer belongs to him?

History can't go back. We have to look to the future.

And who is the suspect? Someone nostalgic for royal power?

Something like that. Yes.

Ma'am, we wouldn't be telling you this

if we didn't have the absolute certainty.

I don't understand why you want to save my husband.

In the little I know you,

You've given enough signs to love the old times.

That's right, ma'am, but I'm a soldier.

and I know that my obligation is to obey the government that sends me,

whether or not I agree with its decisions.

The opposite would be treason.

And Bolívar has more than one traitor nearby.

I want to get out of here.

Not before you talk to Salvador.

You also met him at the wedding. I never went to a weirder wedding.

Hold on, it's a bumpy ride, honey.

But hey, everything in its own time, don't worry.

In other circumstances,

it would have been Alonso who brought you here,

but he's out on a mission.

As usual.

He hasn't told you what our work consists of?

He once told me something foolish, but I didn't believe him;

that he traveled through time.

I thought he wanted us to split,

and you see, in the end, he managed it.

Are you no longer together? No.

He is a too possessive man, very old-fashioned.

A pity, he can't avoid it.

What do you mean?

If he hasn't told you, I will not tell you.

Do you want more coffee? No, no. I want to get out of here.

To investigate the refugee issue?

Do you have to do with them?

Sorry for the delay.

Come with me.

Do you ask me to guarantee the safety of some Moriscos?

Majesty, it's the last card we have left to play.

More air, for God's sake.

Our servant, majesty.

And now the servants know about paintings?

Sorry majesty, for his indiscretion.

And spare the life of those Moriscos,

because by expelling them, they are being condemned to death.

I have fought since the first day

for peace in this kingdom,

and I will continue doing it, no matter the cost.

Believe me, my conscience is very clean.

They don't deserve it, after everything they have done for us.

It's what they deserved for a long time.

But it's not fair.

But you ask that I save your people and not the others.

Those Moriscos only have one way out:

by sea,

and I will not use my men to protect them.

They are Christians, for God sake! Fake Christians!

And according to Lerma's reports, they could be conspiring,

and I will not allow ourselves to be invaded from within.

Any more comments about my portrait?

I better bite my tongue.

Well, be careful and don't get poisoned.

Now you can retire.

And I assure you that I have more serious problems than some infidels.

Thankfully, when I arrive, the level will improve.

That Bartolomé is a caricaturist. That portrait had no life.

Velázquez, please, focus.

And I will have to.

I swear that when I have to paint him on horseback,

the horse will be more favored. Very good.

I will paint him arrogant and stupid.

What will happen?

Wasn't Amelia pretending to be one of her ladies?

Yes. Yes, as Spínola's niece.

But I don't remember what name she took.

I got this.

Excuse me, majesty.

I'm a good friend of Spínola's niece.

Beatrice.

Yes, Beatrice.

Tell her that I miss her so much.

And more now, that pain overwhelms me.

What happens to you?

My son Felipe.

He caught a cold, and since then he has fevers

for which they can't find a cure.

I already warned him to prepare.

Alonso...

Alonso told me the truth.

but after rescuing you from medieval knights

during Ortigosa's wedding, you could think something was wrong, right?

I can't believe it.

I just saw the... the Bella Otero.

Aha. She is lovely.

Well, was lovely.

The bad thing about traveling through time is that afterward you have to assume

that all those lovely people you see...

they dead since long ago.

Why do you tell me this?

You told me that was a state secret.

Yes, just before you laugh your head off.

How could I imagine this?

I'll be honest.

I show you this so you realize that you're playing with fire.

No one can reveal this secret.

Is it my life at risk?

I can assure it to you.

Let's say the refugee issue is... a sensitive matter.

You will stay here to dodge the storm.

And no statements on television, okay?

Why are you doing all this?

Because I protect my people and their people.

And now, let's go to see the refugees. Follow me

I can't believe it. Yes.

I assure you that I have had many experiences

since I'm in charge of the Ministry,

but it's the first time something like this has happened to me.

What are you going to do with them?

For now, take care of them. But they will have to go back to their time.

but I think they didn't have a happy ending.

No, no, they didn't.

But we are working on that.

Excuse me.

...will be done in the field hospital...

Yes, I'm going there immediately.

Excuse me.

With the permission of whom has Velázquez traveled with you?

It was my fault. No, was mine.

I see...

Well, tell me, How did it go with Felipe III?

Well, there are good news and bad news.

The good news is that his father didn't tell him that he could travel to the future.

Thanks God. No king of the past

know that they could travel until 2017?

No. Can you imagine everyone coming and claiming their rights? No.

Only the presidents of the government and the heads of state know

since the late nineteenth century.

From there, the task is so big

we need all your cooperation.

And now, tell me.

What is the bad news? Felipe III doesn't yield.

He refuses to protect the refugees.

If the Moriscos return, we send them to certain death.

Time passes and things don't change.

A lot of humanitarian declarations,

but at the moment of truth, nothing at all.

When will the rulers realize

that their essential work is to watch over their governed?

Doesn't matter their religion or ideology.

I was going to tell you that maybe it was worth insisting on Felipe III,

but going with Velázquez, I imagine that you have already done it.

You are the champion of insistence.

Will are you calling me a pain in the ass, as people say nowadays?

Oh, no, by God.

Stubborn, very stubborn. me?

This is the reputation that I have.

In any case, it isn't a good time to insist.

His son, the future king Felipe IV,

is sick and the whole court is paralyzed.

What a paradox...

Felipe III also suffered from strong fevers

when he was four. The same age of his son now.

Yes, and I don't know any greater sign of ungratefulness.

Why? Felipe III will on the end

expel the Moriscos,

when the doctor who cured him of those fevers as a child was Morisco.

Blessed paradox...

The only one who does his will

is the one that in order to do it, doesn't need to use anybody.

From where it is inferred that the most appreciable of the goods

it's not authority, but freedom.

The truly free man only wants what he can,

and do what suits him.

When you look at me like that, I'm the happiest man in the world.

It's what you deserve the best man I've ever met.

Do you remember the first time we saw each other?

Yes, in Quito.

I was on horseback and I passed under your balcony,

you threw me a crown of roses...

and hit me right in the middle of the chest.

And when they introduced us later at the welcome dance you told me:

Madam, if my soldiers had your good shot,

we would have won the war against Spain.

Take this, please, it will do you good.

Thanks.

I love you.

Why do they l ook at me like that?

You told me you had healed kings.

I lied.

I cured someone who would end up being king.

To King Felipe III. It's true.

Shut up, Velázquez!

And you didn't say it when they expelled you?

Yes, and it hasn't helped me.

My people have to leave their homes, their belongings.

We have lost everything.

Even our future.

After saving his life, He just didn't want to know.

Thank God they called him the Pious.

The short memory happens to us from ever.

And tell me, after everything that has happened,

if you could travel back in time,

Would you heal him again?

Yes. First of all, I'm a doctor.

Aha!

What's wrong, daughter?

My son, he's coming. Oh!

Help help.

Oh. Help! Help!

You know what you have to do.

I beg you, don't put your life in danger.

Thanks, but I decide what I do with my life.

As you wish.

Ah!

Shoot them!

Move aside

You'll have to kill me first, bastard.

Long live the old charter!

Fuck Off!

Push, push.

Ah!

Oh, thank goodness you've come.

But would not it be better to call a doctor?

Breathe

Well, unless is to help us to give a name to the child...

Because he is already here. Oh!

Push!

Push!

Push!

Push!

Push!

What are you laughing at, asshole?

Because I don't want to kill you, otherwise...

That's why I laugh because you can't kill me.

Come on, fuck, a mystic one.

It's you who will not escape alive from here.

For Santiago and for Spain!

If you say it for your companions, better forget about them.

I don't say it for them.

I will kill you myself.

Good thing I didn't fight the duel.

Do you not know how to finish a mission by yourself?

There is no doubt, he's from the Exterminating Angel.

Or from the Fantastic Four.

Fuck, what annoying!

Oh my God, what a cute he is. Yes.

And how is he going to be named?

Said, like his father.

How is your child?

No doctor of the court manages to reduce fever.

that would put all the means at his disposal to save his life.

He would be in the best hands.

And why he is not here?

I'm the king. Who is him?

I only ask you... that if he manages to cure the prince,

you take care of our requests.

Deal.

Habib, are you?

Yes, majesty.

It's been a long time.

You saved my life.

And I would do it again if necessary.

Can you save our son?

Take me to see the prince.

Hold on, we're here.

Everything is set. Aha.

I already told you that the Ministry knows how to solve the problems.

The Moriscos have returned to their time

and we have achieved a pact of silence with Elena Castillo.

The lawyer? Yes, exactly.

And, incidentally, we have saved Simón Bolívar's life.

Ours is a non-stop party.

I didn't know that Bolivar's life was in danger,

nor that we had as mission to save foreigners.

Our mission is to take care of the history of Spain;

and yours, give us more budget.

What I promise I keep it.

I think this is the beginning of a great friendship.

I think the same.

My pleasure.

You were right, he's not trustworthy.

And how did you reach that conclusion?

Because you can't trust

in someone who doesn't know what Bonanza is

and that doesn't know Chiquito de la Calzada.

It was the damned tisane.

You made me sleep with it, right?

That saved your life.

Putting his at risk It doesn't matter.

The important thing is that you are well,

that Colombia continues to have as president

who fought to conquer his freedom.

Thank you very much for granting us custody of that bastard.

It's the least I can do for someone who risked his life for me.

It's time to say goodbye.

Tell me one thing, gentlemen Pajares and Esteso.

Who do you really are?

Mercenaries?

Spies?

We are two men who had a mission and have fulfilled it.

The papers we brought you were a farce.

Our true mission was to avoid your death.

And why would Spain do something like that?

A country with which I have fought so much.

Like it or not, we fulfill our duty.

In my delirium, I confused you with two men

that helped me to conquer my first wife, Teresa del Toro.

What a sadness, my God.

Why do you say that? You are alive.

so that my country doesn't look like old Spain,

and it does the same.

It mistreats those who have shed their blood for it.

Who was going to tell me that Santander was a traitor?

A tip: trust Urdaneta.

Yes, he's a man of honor.

I accompany you.

Good trip friends.

Habib, Queen Margaret has made that you can travel to Italy.

Don't worry, you will be protected by the Pope

who was so opposed to your expulsion.

The Duke of Maqueda will escort you there,

as he did before with the Moriscos of his properties.

A great man... and a better Christian.

The good heart isn't property of a single faith.

No, and evilness, too, Habib; I know it very well.

It's time to leave, then.

Be careful with these strange trips you do.

I'm a man of science, and all this seems to me... magic.

It's, Habib, it's.

Repeat it again because I'm not for more surprises.

That man they arrested when he tried to kill Bolivar...

That it's, I hit three shots and as if nothing happened.

The doctors extracted the bullets.

They are... burned, as melted.

They say they haven't seen anything like that.

And the wounds have healed as if was done by magic.

But it's like a miracle, right?

I believed that God invented miracles

for good and holy people, not for murderers.

The doctors are doing an analysis.

They have needed to triple the dose to sedate him.

Well, we'll have to interrogate him at some point.

Finally we have someone from the Exterminating Angel.

It will not be easy. I haven't seen anyone so difficult to overcome in my life.

If I have learned something during these years

is that every Achilles has his heel.

This one has it well hidden.

We almost have to call the SWAT to put him down.

In any case, congratulations.

Bolivar will have the expected ending according to the history.

Yes.

To die two years later.

Was it worth the effort?

And if it had been just for a week, we would have to save him as well.

The story said that and we had to achieve it.

By the way, What happened to Santander?

He was sentenced to death after the failed attempt against Bolívar.

But the Liberator commuted his death penalty for exile,

sending him to Europe.

On his return, he sent Manuela to exile,

being president of the Republic of New Granada.

Whoreson...

Manuela... died in Peru after a diphtheria epidemic,

being 58 years old.

And speaking of great women...

Angustias, let her in, please.

Right now.

Hi Alonso.

That guy looks a little like Velázquez.

Yes, he looks a bit like him.

Aren't you going to tell me anything?

I wouldn't know where to start.

From the beginning, maybe.

Good idea.

Come with me, I want to show you something.

Why did you bring me here?

Because this is my time.

And that woman is Blanca,

my wife.

It's not possible.

I always thought that I would only love that woman.

Maybe now you can understand why I fell in love with you.

Good morning, Marta.

Who are you?

Marta Cascajosa is a murderer.

You can give us very important information

to finish with the Sons of Padilla.

Let me talk with Marta. I'll get her to remember something.

He is the least indicated person, he has unfinished business with her.

So then... Sir.

What's going on? The Fair of the Virgin of la Paloma.

This zarzuela has a jinx on.

Except get pregnant, has happened everything.

I don't travel in time, Alonso. Time travels for me.

Only God is immortal.

Don't you remember anything about the accident?

Why are these two guys familiar to me?

This one is Galdós and the other Echegaray.

How do you know? General knowledge.

Is this the Madrid hospitality that everybody says?

Understand me. This play can make me be broke.

I've never had a failure. Not a single one!

The profession isn't easy, son,

but it has its compensations,

if you focus on it and don't do nonsenses.

Don't tell me more about sorrows. Sorrows are what you give to me.

Susana it's you! Me?

How will I be the protagonist if I don't even know the play?

And on top of that I'll have to sing.

I came in love with a great actress

and now I'm in love with a great woman.

Eh... On stage everyone!

You can't leave here.

I just want you to believe me.

Do you think you're a 16-year-old girl?

What is this, a joke?

And a shawl from China, na, na, I'll give you.