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In other words, the time machine exists and it's even Spanish.

But how could exist a time machine?

Please, don't say nonsense.

The time machine doesn't exist.

What exists are the doors of time.

And I thought I had seen it everything in this world...

Do I call the patrol?

Fast.

The Ministry of Time.

With Fernando Guillén

as Julián Martínez.

as Alonso De Entrerríos.

Gemma Cuervo as Amelia Folch.

With guest starring

from Irán Eory as Lola Mendieta.

Is that the other Lola or is it me?

I think it's the other one.

Well, it's star cast.

The one acting as me look like a weakling with no bite to it

Jaime Blanch? Well, he made a great Jeromín.

Jeromin? Juan de Austria, as a child.

The great Juan de Austria? Then I shut up.

And what about myself, isn't part of the show...?

No, Méndez will be in the second season.

Don't complain, I will not be at all.

Secretary, secretary, the one who listens, writes and keeps silent.

Please, get to the point.

You should travel to 1966,

to find out where such nonsense comes from

and prevent it from airing. But I don't understand.

If it's already made, right? They haven't yet premier it.

They just recorded a Pilot, it's a sample chapter,

the only one they have produced.

But the others are being recorded.

They don't have an issue date.

They say soon, very soon,

which is like saying... who knows when.

Hopefully never.

Because if this series premiere... it will be the end of the Ministry.

Well... we're going from bad to worse, huh?

From Hollywood producers to extras without a line.

What means without a line? We don't talk? No.

And how will we communicate, by gesticulation?

Yes, sure. I die before becoming a mime, huh?

There was also a position as microfonist, you decide.

It looks too tired. Leave it, leave it.

Well, you two will stay on the set, in the filming of the series.

What about me? Seamstress again? No.

You will be the new secretary

of the general director of Spanish Television.

Monitor what's going on in the offices.

My God. I studied typing for a reason

when I was a child. On one side or on the other,

the culprit will appear.

Let's travel. Come on.

Cut!

Very good, gentlemen, It has been good.

You, very well.

Let's see, we move on to the next sequence...

Yes, we go to the cafeteria. In the cafeteria.

Good? Good? What it's good?

Don't mess up with me, if it looks like they're going to take the bus.

All this is a magic thing.

It's like our ministry... but without being it.

Sure. Tell the extras to come.

I don't understand anything.

But where the hell are the extras?

Silence, please.

Sound.

Prevented.

And... action!

Doctor Martínez, Let me introduce you the agents

of which you be in charge.

Today is my day. First I meet Velázquez, and now D'Artagnan.

Your worship confuses me with someone else.

Dr. Julián Martínez,

Miss Amelia Folch... and Don Alonso de Entrerríos.

I'd better let you know each other.

Cut.

Let's see, gentlemen...

Angustias. And Angustias? Tell her to come.

That was similar... but it wasn't exactly like that.

Oh, no? How different is?

Julian wasn't a doctor;

here, the one who gave orders was Amelia;

and Velázquez, you can see him,

seems that he has eaten Las Meninas one by one.

You can see.

Fuck.

Well, Angustias has nothing to do with the original, huh?

I like ours more.

I don't know if Irene and me would agree on that.

Sure. Gentlemen.

Let's take another one, huh? We start again from the beginning.

Buff, again the first one, again to repeat, again and again.

Being an actor is a pain in the ass...

What is a pain in the ass is being here whole morning

without having found anything. Let's see if Lola has been lucky.

Doctor Martinez, let me introduce you the agents who will be under your command.

My average typing speed is 54 words per minute.

I speak English and French and I have knowledge of German.

It's all in my curriculum. Aha. Are you married?

It's a simple question. Just answer it.

No, I'm not.

Boyfriend?

Neither.

Sorry, but I don't understand why that's important now.

Morality is always important.

You're very well recommended,

and that's why I'm going to give you a chance.

Thanks.

Yes, first, let the skirt go down a little.

Then, I have three appointments arranged for this morning:

one with a guy named Ibáñez Serrador.

Aha. Do I let him in when he arrives? Don't even think of it.

He makes me crazy with those weird stories that he tells.

Give him an appointment for another day. And the other two?

Mr. Ureña and Mr. Hurtado. Those you can let them in.

Do I remove the cup?

I see that you learn fast.

You have no idea.

Cut! It has been a good one.

Come on, come on, for God's sake, gentlemen,

we are running out of time.

That in this series is a mortal sin. We go to the hallway of the doors.

It's smaller than the Ministry. It will be ridiculous.

Then on TV everything looks bigger, sure...

Alonso, come. Watch if someone comes.

But, what are you doing?

Well... looking for the screenwriter. And what is that?

The one who writes the series.

But this one seems to be written by itself,

the screenwriter isn't anywhere.

Silence over there, gentlemen, we're going to film.

Ready, steady and... go

Amelia, before entering that door, I have something to tell you.

I love you.

I love you before I met you.

Buah, really corny.

But did this happen like that? No. Well, as far as I know, no.

Julián.

What is this about now? They are going to kiss each other, for sure.

We fight for the glory of this country.

And if we are to die for it, we will.

I may not have another chance.

It was clear...

Cut! That one has been good.

No, no. That not... No, what? What's wrong?

Julian wouldn't have said that phrase ever.

Guy, it's more your style, huh?

Good Morning. What do you want?

The director is waiting for me.

Director, here is...

Mr. Ureña, from the Ministry of Time.

Mr. Ureña, from the Ministry of Time.

Let him in. Let him in.

First door on the left. Yes, yes, yes.

Here I bring you the remaining chapters.

Time of glory.

I like the title. What is it about?

It's dedicated to Lope de Vega,

one of the top figures of our literature.

Look.

Look. Aha. That's very good.

If something needs this country now

that are mirrors in which people can reflect themselves,

compatriots to admire, heroes.

Don't worry, because from that we have more than enough.

Look. We have the Catholic Kings,

We have Isabel II, huh?

Franco?

Eh...

Well... I could think about it.

I've already done instead of you. Do it

Of course, of course. Yes.

It could be interpreted by Gregory Peck.

With that strong hair, that gallant look...

Eh... I mean, I mean... They don't look alike, don't you think?

The public would think... The public will think

what we want they to think, Ureña.

Why do you think television was invented for?

Excuse me, miss.

Oh, sorry. We were testing a...

some new sound devices that we just got.

Are you sure it's a sound device?

Because it looks a lot like a telencephalon.

I'm Narciso Ibáñez Serrador.

I have an appointment with the director.

I'm sorry, because right now he's in a meeting,

the last visit that he will receive today.

I don't understand, he had summoned me.

I bring the script of... I can arrange another appointment for you.

If there is no other remedy....

Stay there, dirty capitalists!

Stop or you will regret it.

Never!

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Are you hungry, comrade? Well, eat a knuckle sandwich!

Don't move or I kill him! I swear it by the dog Laika.

Do what he say, Alonso!

This ministry now belongs to Comrade Khrushchev.

You will never get away with it, Slavic!

Eat bullets, crook!

Cut. Good, good.

Very good, very... much in Tintin style.

It's just what we were looking for.

All right. Let's film. They weren't Russians, they were Nazis.

Well, every era has its evil ones.

Good, you very good in the fight.

And you, you have been in the fight very... self-restrained.

Look fake, it's clear that you don't know how to fight.

And I want you to give it all, Can you hear me? All.

Alonso, Alonso, Alonso.

Let's do another one, gentlemen.

The team, out. Everyone prepared.

Prevented and...

Stay there, dirty capitalists!

Stop or you will regret it. Never!

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh! But...

But what are you doing, animal? Giving it all.

This animal has broken my nose!

Cut! Cut! Are you crazy? what's wrong with you?

Sorry, Sorry. No, no, no, no.

It has been wonderful.

I resign!

You are the reincarnation of Alonso de Entrerríos himself.

I think I've discovered a star.

Come on, from the beginning.

It's Lola. Oh.

The creator of the series is Ureña.

Do you know him? Yes, yes.

Yes, he died a few years ago.

He was a delegate of this ministry for a long time.

He hired some thugs to kill me.

And he was about to get it.

So they can say that the life of a civil servant is boring.

Here it's.

This is the man.

Ureña, the diabolical old man.

The Ureña that I know is much younger.

He could have traveled through time.

Are you sure his name is Ureña? Yes.

I have everything written on the agenda.

No one else showed in the office,

apart from a man who wanted to sell a... a contest,

and a very strange guy, called Ibáñez Serrador.

Chicho, Chicho Ibáñez Serrador.

Is it also dangerous? No, it's the Spanish Hitchcock.

He's a genius. Let's focus, please.

Well, detain Ureña and bring him here immediately.

I have the address, but...

I don't think we can finish the series.

They have the scripts already; I have read them and...

In the Zaragoza sites the French lost;

Castilla won the battle of Aljubarrota ...

It's a full praise to Spain one, great and free.

I would never work in such a ministry.

Just a moment. A great Spain? I would be happy to work there.

Look, it's not a matter of taste.

It's a series of shit and period.

I have an idea. I'm all ears.

They want to give an idyllic image of our history.

Why don't we tell the truth?

The truth of our missions.

Bitter stories we have enough.

Just in case they got the point and make even a good series.

Angustias is gone. She will haven't enough time to write it.

Then call her again.

Everybody to write, even the janitor, fuck.

And no computer, huh? Typing machine.

Yes, sir.

You will have it.

You go back to 1966.

We will send you the new scripts.

Cool.

What is it between us?

I feel that our love got cooled.

Something has changed, but I never forget the past,

when we were so happy you and me.

With this for sure, we would have won Eurovision, fuck.

Tell me if I did something wrong without intention.

If I'd committed mistakes, I beg you to forgive me,

and everything will be again like yesterday.

Love me again like yesterday.

Cry again with emotion like yesterday.

Look at me, kiss me just like yesterday,

and we can live together,

trusting in the future,

like yesterday,

I promise to change from today,

and give you my life and my love.

Leave grudges, forget old fears.

Let's go back to be happy, like yesterday.

Love me again like yesterday.

Cry again with emotion like yesterday.

Look at me, kiss me just like yesterday,

and we can live together,

trusting in the future,

like yesterday,

We have to rescue Amelia, calamity!.

Calamity?

Calamity? I can't say such nonsense.

Either I say good heavens, or I don't do the scene.

Okay, okay, okay. We stop for a moment.

Another one who believes is the character. Will you leave me a second? Thank you.

You take it too seriously.

Things are either done well or not done at all.

Alonso, please, take it easy. Oh!

Fuck, Ernesto.

Amazing, everything fits on you very good:

of Bolshevik, Nazi... What's there, clothes for changing?

Stop joking, I have my fingers like sausages from the keystrokes.

Well, here are the new scripts.

Uff. Thankfully, we are at this time.

Otherwise, we would have needed another week.

Good, then. How do we distribute them?

Around here.

What you are doing?

It's the script of Chicho.

Now.

Hello?

Anyone there?

Hello?

Anyone there?

I heard you.

It's not funny.

Come on.

I'm armed, huh?

This's going to end badly, huh?

But what is this?

Hey? Oh...

Oh, my God, what a shame. My God, what a shame.

I'm... I'm sorry, really. My fault.

What? No, no, no. The fault is mine.

No, the fault is mine, fuck, mine. Hey.

Mind your language in front of the lady.

You are right

And the disgust that your father would have if he could see you like that?

A good slap in the face.

For me, I mean, I deserve it.

Things are done in your command.

First, you invite her to the Retiro to drink a horchata,

and then, you introduce yourself to her family, as is the proper thing to do.

Sure. And with a small bottle of anise,

that, always works.

And some donuts, right? They always fit.

So much opening, so much opening... And then happens this kind of things!

Come on.

Listen. What?

What...

What about the kiss, I mean, what...

What? Any problem?

No. No, it could be your father, nothing more.

And I your grandmother, don't forget it.

Oh my goodness!

Where does this man keep things?

Well, if you don't know, you're his secretary ...

Here they are.

They're different.

Fuck, with the ones of the Ministry for real

Well, come on, it doesn't matter, I'm sure that will pass.

Nothing here, nothing over there...

Where is the little ball?

Come on!

Let's go. Wait.

It's done.

Come on.

A murderer of children in the Rabal?

The last ones of Philippines, some wretches?

The Cid, a vile mercenary?

But how dare he say that Spain mistreats its heroes?

Something wrong?

You have deceived me!

Must be an error.

Those scripts are not mine And whose are they, Unamuno's?

Rome does not pay traitors, and Numancia....

doesn't give up!

I'm going to report you right now

For attacking the regime and for being communist!

We can fix it I'm going there right now.

Too late, Ureña!

Do you think you can use Spanish Television

for the propaganda of your communist ideas?

Ureña?.

Ureña?.

Ernesto, over there. Come on.

Ureña!

It was a time door. It seems.

Are we in 2017? Let's check it right now.

Please, could you let me the newspaper?

What? The newspaper.

Take it, take it.

We are in the year 2011.

We have to go back to 1966. Yes, let's go.

Welcome.

Here is your lime-flower tea.

Thank you, Miss.

Do you need anything else?

And now what do we air on Friday night?

We don't have anything.

Maybe I could call Ibáñez Serrador...

At least he has the scripts written.

It's not that I like it, but... we don't have anything else.

Let him start with his series as soon as possible.

Yes, Sir.

And connect me with the Directorate General of Police.

They almost caught me, fuck.

All this risk for what? Hey?

To dismantle the business of a poor soul?

To do justice.

I'm...

fed up with your personal vendettas.

This...

This was a great hit.

Copy the book before retiring.

Well, to be retired, better said.

From now on... things are going to be done my way.

How?

In style.

Didn't you want to destroy... Salvador Marti?

Hey?

Didn't you want the secret of the Ministry to be revealed?

We're in a time of crisis.

It's the best time to get rich.

We used to fight for our ideology,

by our principles.

We knew that the enemy had his,

but in that, at least, we recognized a certain honor.

Now you have no ideology.

On the contrary, grandfather.

Now we know that there is no more ideology than money.

This book... It will open many doors for me.

Never better said.

Ernesto... can we stay here for a while watching?

It's just, that watching how my favorite series is filmed, that's priceless.

Of course. I will inform Salvador.

Thanks.

Super!

Cool.

And are we going to stay a lot?

I say this because I should also talk to Salvador.

Why? What's wrong?

This is going to be my last mission.

Prevented.

Yes, I have promised.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to see you.

Something happens?

Well...

that this next one is my last mission with the Ministry.

I would like to believe you, Alonso, but I don't think you can leave it.

It's part of you.

I told you that... I need to live with a little bit of peace.

And risking my life daily, I will not manage to get it.

Then, now you will have more time. Aha.

Even to run with me... No, no, no.

That, I refuse, that never.

I refuse to wear that colorful underwear.

Besides, running for running is a fool thing.

And I have enough, with making a decision,

don't ask me to make two, that overwhelms me.

And who makes two decisions at the same time,

in one he tells the truth and in the other, he lies.

Good phrase. Whose is it?

Yours. I see.

No, if in the end, I'm going to look like an intelligent man.

Who told you that you weren't?

Everyone leaves the Ministry.

Soon nobody will remain, or what? Silence.

And... action!

Maupassant, Gaston Leroux,

Henry James, Edgar Allan Poe, Stevenson ...

They all wrote immortal stories,

stories where there is madness, horror, panic...

Oh dear, if there is no way to scare anyone.

No, well, there is no way.

Sorry.

Well, today a new program starts,

a program where we offer you

stories of suspense and terror,

some classic, others modern.

All this is what is about this humble program

that is called, don't be scared, Stories for sleepless nights.

This door is stuck, good heavens!

Well, Alonso, I was going to give you a hand, but...

And that?

What? have you given a coat of paint in our absence?

I liked it more before.

Tour travelers Meet Lope de Vega, door 328i.

Boarding in 15 minutes. But what the hell is this?

Excuse me, miss. We are lost. Where does this group go?

To watch the debut of Lola Flores, when was 16,

at Villamarta theater in Jerez. Oh.

No, it's not ours. No.

Good God!

We have fought against the Exterminating Angel,

against the Nazis, against the Sons of Padilla.

against his fucking mother, and finally...

Travelers of the First Victory tour of Rafa Nadal,

go to wardrobe.

...in the end, tourism has defeated us.

Look.

Fuck, if the coffee is even good.

How could this happen?

I already experienced a similar situation with Amelia and Julian.

Yes, and I assure you it wasn't pleasant at all.

We had to face Felipe II himself.

Like a parallel time?

Something like that, Amelia said that was, yes.

It's seen that something has happened in the past, that has changed everything.

And it didn't affect us... Because we were traveling.

That's.

We still have one mission left. We must talk with Salvador.

And, what if he isn't there?

Look around. Do you know anyone?

It's the same that put the head in the lion's mouth. Better wait.

Tourists to the tour 23F,

Departure in 30 minutes.

The discovery of America,

the capture of Numancia,

the Beatles concert

in the bullring of Las Ventas.

Unbelievable.

Marcelino's goal against the Soviet Union.

Who wants to study it, when they can live it?

Now it's possible thanks to Carpe Diem,

your intertemporal travel agency.

It's Ureña. But, who is that man?

What the fuck is this?

Grandson of Juan Ureña,

delegate of the old and secret Ministry of Time,

Leopoldo had a dream and he fulfilled it.

Because travel in time

can't be the privilege of a few.

Because the Spanish people have the right

to know their history firsthand.

Because Spain lives from tourism.

For all that, here we are,

working for you since 2011.

Do you think any past time was better?

Don't continue wondering. Come and check it!

Carpe Diem, your travel agency through the time.

Don't ask where...

ask yourself when.

When did this country finally lose its shame?

Yes, because that can't be lost in two days.

No, no, no. That's a matter of centuries. You can see.

Sorry.

Your travel documents?

Docu... what?

You'd better join me.

Don't worry, I'll take care of it.

You didn't have the opportunity

to say goodbye to a loved one?

We make possible that reunion that you thought impossible.

As you can see, the Ministry has changed a lot.

And you don't?

Come with me please.

Do you want to attend your own birth,

remembering the first time you saw the light?

A trip that is worth it,

because you can only once be born.

Do you want to enjoy your first communion again?

We already know that you have the photos,

but... can it be compared with reality?

Do you want to witness your own wedding?

We take you there.

And enjoy our special offer for widowers.

Because in our company, the first thing is feelings.

Carpe Diem,

live your life again with us.

You can enter now.

Fuck.

When I arrived, before you in 1966,

I found that the Ministry had become

in a travel agency since 2011.

2011? That was the year in which we were looking for Ureña.

Correct.

And the other officials?

Many hadn't been recruited like you.

They don't exist for the Ministry.

Salvador recruited them years later.

Many of those who were here, chose to leave

to don't see the Ministry become what it's.

Except you.

Someone had to stay inside.

But Irene...

Irene and Angustias chose to fight from the outside.

And what can we do?

For now...

go to visit Salvador.

Well, you'll tell me. I have things to do.

You know what you're going to find, right?

Yes, Pacino, but I have to try.

There you have it.

For now, we will not tell him who you are.

He's bitter, full of doubts...

I don't know how it would take to meet a new Lola Mendieta.

Deal?

Let's go.

Hello, boss.

Hello.

Who are you?

It's strange... talking to people who know who you are,

but... but you don't know anything about them.

Oh...

It's like... as if, suddenly, I had Alzheimer's.

I already told you that Ureña changed the story.

They were in 1966 when it happened.

That explains how tacky you are dressed.

I see he hasn't lost his sense of humor.

I will be dead.

I have repeated it thousands of times.

There are three things that should never be privatized:

education, health and travel through time.

Now you look at me like I'm crazy.

They tell me: How can you criticize a business

that has saved Spain from the crisis?

Hey, that's a miracle. No, don't believe it.

We are so poor that we only have money.

To leave the crisis was its first trick;

the other... Democratizing history.

Well, in a way, they're right.

Before could only us travel, now the whole world.

Those who travel through time don't do it to know the history,

just to take selfies.

They're like the cocky guy

that enlisted in the Navy not to see the world,

but for the world to see him.

And that is not the only problem.

Right now I will investigate

a case of fraudulent purchase of shares in the past.

Intertemporal corruption, the only one we had yet to discover.

As you can see, everything isn't rosy.

Elena!

Sorry, do I know you?

I'm Alonso.

Well, sorry I don't remember you. If you excuse me...

Wait a moment, I beg you.

Let me go or I will call the police.

I told you what would happen.

It was going to be my last mission with the Ministry.

I was going to start a new life with her.

And she doesn't know me at all, she doesn't remember me.

I told you what would happen.

We must finish this pantomime.

can't we travel to the past to fix it?

Only they have the Book of the doors.

Irene made a copy, but took it when she left.

Eh... Well, let's see.

We can try.

On my phone I have... another copy.

Mine is more complete.

How to travel to the past and...

to the future.

How? What...? Is it possible to travel to the future?

Yes, Rabbi Levi found the formula at the end.

Hey? Give it to me.

Aha. I doubt that any of us is trained

to understand these formulas. Also, we don't have time.

We have to act before Ureña sells 51% of his shares

to an American investor.

And he will tomorrow.

A company called Darrow. Do you know it?

Darrow?

Those who tried to rob us Don Quixote and The Guernica, right?

We defeated them, finally.

No, in this parallel time, no.

Here they kept them and sold them to us at a good price.

These Americans are going to keep

even the formula of paella and the zarajos of Cuenca.

And what can we do to avoid it? There is only one way.

Destroy the Ministry.

Come on, I imagined something less drastic.

We swear to protect history, and they are destroying it.

Those who travel through time only seek to benefit from it.

They just want to see blood and heroic victories,

in the war, in football...

Everything is just a mere show.

We have to comply with our work by any means.

Agree. And how will we do it?

We have everything ready.

Is everything ready for the signature?

Although, before you should see this.

I think Ernesto isn't to be trusted.

Good morning. How can I help you?

The director is waiting for me.

Mr. Director, here is...

Ureña, from the Ministry of Time.

Mr. Ureña, from the Ministry of Time.

It's done.

As you ok?

No.

No, I'm fine.

that Salvador was so punky. Come on, this is it.

Let me.

Take it.

How is going? It's almost there.

When it's done, we have five minutes to take refuge in the cafeteria.

Are you sure that there will not be innocent victims?

Now there are no trips.

Fuck.

And wouldn't it be better to look for Irene?

Changing the time, so they don't catch her.

If we contact her, they would locate her.

We could look for Ureña. Impossible.

He's always protected.

What do you do?

What the hell are you doing? But what are you doing?

I'm sorry, but I can't do it.

Why? If we destroy the Ministry,

I will not see Elena again, I can't lose the only thing I have.

Let's go, let's get out of here, let's go. Too late.

Raise your hands, where I can see them.

I'm sorry. It's the first time I disobey an order.

Nothing, take it easy.

So you're the ones who screwed up the premiere of my series.

Hey?

The truth is that I appreciate it.

Well, it doesn't surprise me. It wasn't so good, huh?

Now some Americans are going to do it.

Surely they make it better.

But that's not what I meant.

You made me think big.

And here you have me.

Who was going to tell me that the young secretary was going to be my enemy?

Ok, I'll tell him now.

I like her. She has a temperament.

Well, then you will love me.

I'm convinced of that, but we will not have time.

I guess old Salvador Martí is behind all of this, huh?

What an obsession this man has for fighting against progress.

No, if now it turns out that you are a great man, huh?

You are a shitty usurer.

And that's the true oldest profession of humanity.

When your enemy insults you, it's that you have defeated him.

Join them with the other pieces of 1350.

What are you going to do with us?

Let's say there are a series of selected trips that we don't advertise.

They're the most expensive.

And you will get them for free.

Take them.

Let's go.

We will have to start worrying about our future.

Run! Go, Go!

Come on! Run!

Come on!

Come on!

If we don't die of a shot, we will do something else.

Drop the weapons!

What are you doing here, Ernesto?

It's... It's very long to tell.

What good to see you, Irene.

And, from what you know me? Another one which knows nothing.

And that eye?

The one who did it, lost both of them. I already took care of that.

In the Flanders Army, I met men with fewer guts than her.

You can see.

Are these hunts common?

Those of us who fled the Ministry warned each other

when we see one coming.

It's no coincidence that I was there.

Thanks to that you are alive.

Do you have cell phones?

When we fled the Ministry, we took everything we could.

But they only serve to call between us.

If we call 2017, they would locate us.

It's the last thing I could expect: hunting human beings.

Well, like the evil Zaroff.

The movie of the 30's.

Eh... Yes, they are killing people now,

Are not they changing history? They think not.

They choose lepers, sick people, sentenced to death...

They are healthy and it takes a lot effort to hunt them.

But they are also changing the history in another way.

How?

They bring diseases that kill the population,

viruses that spread faster and faster.

The flu kills more than the plague.

And are created intertemporal strains impossible to control.

We will die everybody

like flies.

Until now, everything was fine.

What do you mean?

Come with me.

Angustias!

Angustias.

What's wrong? Who are they?

Agents of a Ministry that we haven't lived.

What happened? I don't know.

In just one month, something has changed.

I guess it will be a new strain of flu.

In the villages, people die, many of them are getting empty.

And us...

We are half of those who came, around 50.

What will you do with the prisoners?

Return them to their time, as we always do.

They all wear a security bracelet,

and by pressing a button, they come to your rescue.

What are you thinking?

They bring viruses, and take others with them back.

Eye for an eye...

Tooth for a tooth.

Bring one of the hunters.

I'm going to need a cotton bud.

For what?

They are going to take home the viruses they have brought.

Yes, and a letter explaining what happens here.

Perfect. I will write it pretty clear.

We'll have to bother you a little bit, Angustias.

Take everything you need...

and stick it to that bastard.

Take it easy, Angustias.

Easy, easy. Look, look at my colleague.

Look. Anesthesia.

Mouth.

Open the mouth.

It would be good to puncture him with a needle

that you have used with one of the infected.

Do you know that we are going to destroy the future?

No.

We will recover it again, in our terms.

Call the doctors! Immediately!

A letter for Mr. Ureña?

No, it's not safe

until we know exactly what it's about.

Did the doctor say anything? Is it bubonic plague or...?

Before losing consciousness,

He said that if it were, it would have been resolved with antibiotics.

So what is it about?

That we have infected the past

and pay us back with uncontrollable diseases.

Don't get catastrophic, for God's sake.

How useful will be the millions you have won?

Are you going to take them to the afterlife?

Go to hell.

Salvador? I need you urgently.

With a condition?

Which one?

Deal.

You shouldn't have come.

We are going to infect everyone.

I think that's going to be inevitable.

But what can we do? I'm going to be brief.

And I will explain it to you with sketches, so that you understand it.

Irene, please.

Yes, sir.

This is the evolution of the disease in a week.

In one month...

In one year.

Only the Canaries Islands will survive.

That only, if the airports and ports are closed,

That is what the rest of the world will do with us.

Congratulations.

You have finished with our past and future.

And I'm going to finish you! Please!

Leave me! Come on!

I'm fine. I'm fine, I'm fine.

But that's just a drawing! No, it's not.

And also, it hasn't a solution.

Unless we go back and...

and we avoid you to create this mess.

Oh.

That's your goal,

take me out of the way so you can sit back on your throne.

There is no worse deafness than the one of whom doesn't want to hear.

He can see it himself, huh?

You know that with my cell phone...

Yes, but with one condition.

It will be the first and last trip

that this Ministry will do to the future.

To the future? Yes.

I will come with you. Sure, so you don't get lost.

And warn the best of your engineers.

This is a brilliant gobbledegook.

I fucked it big time.

Big time, big time, Ureña.

Go back, just at the moment you started it all,

and convince your other yourself not to do what he did.

Year 2011.

I accompany you to the exact door.

And Lola, Alonso and me...?

You will return to 1966, the year from which you arrived here.

Well, then...

Hey...

Do you give me my the cell phone, don't you, boss?

Oh, no. But first, I have to do something.

It's done. There's no future.

You could have waited for a little bit

before getting into Sex Pistols style.

I say it because maybe...

maybe the other Salvador didn't think in the same way.

He would think the same, don't doubt it.

saying 1000 times that you can't travel to the future

so that now it could be done. No, absolutely no.

Now you have no ideology.

On the contrary, grandfather.

Now we know that there is no more ideology than money.

This book...

will open many doors for me.

Never better said.

Does anyone else have the keys to this house?

Not that I know.

Yes. Let's see how I tell you.

I come from the year 2017.

We need to have a serious talk.

The Nitroglycerin pill, The Nitroglycerin pill.

There, under the tongue, grandfather.

The correct question is: what will happen?

When he recovers, I'll tell you everything.

All this is what is about this humble program

that is called, don't be scared, Stories for sleepless nights.

Great. You haven't only managed

that rubbish serial about the Ministry doesn't exist,

you have also managed to save the existence

of one of the glories of our television.

Why do you look at me in that way?

No, because we love seeing you there, sitting in your chair.

you also look at me in a strange way.

It's just that you have beautiful eyes, Irene.

But do you know the danger of saying that to me, pretty one?

Let's focus on another issue.

What do we know about Alonso?

He asked me for leave. Personal leave.

Can we leave? Yes, Yes. Of course, of course.

Oh, now that I brought you coffee.

A liquor, grandma? Sure, grandson.

What's happening here?

That, I would like to know.

For not wanted to run just to run, I see you smiling.

Because I'm happy.

Why?

Why?

I've learned that there are more important things

than to save the story,

or the characters that take part in the books.

And what is more important? Let's see.

Well...

save your own life,

your history.

Although you will never be studied at the universities.

Don't get lazy, come.

Come, one, two, one two! Go, go, go, go!

Come on!

Beautiful day to die.

Of course, to give encouragement, you are amazing.

Nice day to beat those bastards.

That, I like it more.

Let's go, we have to get out of here!

Ah!

Julian!

Get them! Get them!

Have you detected the Soviets?

We'll have to find you a bullfighting nickname.

I'm the Army... the little army... The Little Army of Flanders.

Very well.

The simple fluttering of a butterfly

It can change the world.

Fucking butterfly.

I'm Gonzalo Guerrero.

Being independent has never been very well seen in this country.

It's clear that no idea is original.

Well, some more than another.

Incredible.

Incredible!

You may not believe it,

but that doesn't change the truth.

I'm your daughter.

Excuse me, Francisco.

It's a great honor to meet you.

You don't know how I admire you.

And that woman is Blanca, my wife.

It's not possible.

Oh!

You will desert the Ministry and traffic with art.

Like it or not, you are me.

Why is it always so difficult to go back to the day before

when we screwed up?

Because our life is what it is,

with our successes and our screw ups.

Are you a writer?

I was never recognized before.

I got 14! I got 14!

That's me.

You write what people want to hear, not what they should know.

When the centuries pass, I will be the symbol of this time,

and you will not be even remembered. Ha, ha, ha.

Father, if you authorize me a second pass of Viridiana,

I show the Jedi dressed as a priest.

The prairie of San Isidro, as Goya painted it.

We're saving your life.

It's the least we can do

for someone who is going to be president of this country.

Me, president?

I need to choose between...

the Ministry and my family, and...

I'm going to choose my family.

It's increasingly difficult to dream.

Look, it's not a matter of taste.

It's a series of shit and period.

In the end, tourism has defeated us.

Is there anything that ends well in Spain?

All this is what is about this humble program

that is called, don't be scared, Stories for sleepless nights.

I don't know if I'm right or the right thing is that I'm here.

Others for less have died.

Way of living.