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Soy Cuba.

Una vez aquí desembarcó Colón.

Él escribió en su diario.

Es la tierra más hermosa que ojos humanos vieron.

Gracias, Señor Colón.

Cuando usted me vio por primera vez, yo

cantaba y reía.

Yo saludé las velas con penachos.

Creí que me traían felicidad.

Soy Cuba.

Mi azúcar se la llevaban los barcos.

Mis lágrimas me las dejaban.

Extraña cosa es el azúcar, señor Colón.

Canto llanto en ella y sin embargo es dulce.

Thank you very

much.

Something on the side, maybe.

I'll take that tasty morsel.

And I'll take that dish.

And you?

I never touched up like that.

That's all we needed. Horse dovers with live aid.

Let's have a ball, huh?

Why don't you grab yourself a doll, Jim?

I just can't do it that way. Ah, you're a prude.

What you scared of?

Looks like the only thing you know how to say in English is sure, mister.

Don't you know how to say no?

Don't you know how to say no?

I, I, I not say no, but I not say

baby.

What else do you know in English?

money, mister.

Money, money.

You're a smart little girl.

I'm not drinking.

Oh, amor loco, loco amor, loco

es el que siento yo.

Oh, loco, loco, loco por tu amor.

por tu amor.

We're going to see something.

Bye,

mate.

Just like this.

What's up, René? Hey, what's up, René? How's it going?

Good, good. How's it going?

Good to be with you, boy.

I'm doing something. Do you have fruit for me?

Fruit? And good ones?

¿Con qué la pelamos? ¿Con navajita o con la suña? ¿Con la pavoma?

Es lo que te venía diciendo.

La verdad que voy a tener que meterme yo también a frutero.

Bueno, nos vemos. Bueno, viejo. Hasta luego.

Aquí traigo las naranjas. ¿Quiénes son?

Son clientes, fijo.

Piña blanca y de la tierra.

Tengo miedo. No debes tener miedo. Oye!

Look, in my church we will get married.

And you will have a white dress.

A white dress?

No

one

ever thought about it.

¿Quieres? Te llevaré frutas al trabajo todos los días.

¿Por qué no me dices dónde trabajo?

Qué lástima que no vendas flores, porque todas, todas, todas, todas, todas,

todas te las regalaría a ti.

Maria.

Maria.

Maria.

Betty! Betty!

Betty!

Guys, this is Betty.

for you, Jim.

Hey, look at that. She's brought her own tangerine.

Is your name Betty?

Yes.

Would you like a drink?

Yes.

Make it a scotch this time.

Yeah, she's a real romantic.

What an original crucifix.

Gentlemen, all men are created equal, and that goes for the broads, too. So

let's be real democratic about it and draw lots.

Can't think of women as just merchants.

I'll save that for your wife. What's your name?

That's a pretty name. And yours?

Jane. That's nice, too. And yours is Betty, right?

Here, take one.

Gee.

you're lucky with crucifixes.

Let's go to your place.

Your home.

Tu casa.

Let's go.

I'd like to see how these women live.

Sure, sure.

I find it very interesting.

Comprende?

Interesante.

Interesante.

Interesante?

It's not interesting, sir.

I would like to buy this.

I collect crucifixes.

Don't you understand?

See?

See?

Ciruela de California.

Goodbye, Betty.

Betty?

Cuba, why are you running away?

You've come here to have fun.

Have fun.

Maybe the painting is not happy.

Don't look down.

Look, I, Cuba, am for you

casinos, bars, hotels.

Pero las manos de estos niños y viejos también soy yo.

Bye. Bye.

Yo pedí que lloviera para ti, caña.

Yo te he ayudado.

Ayúdamelo a mí.

Crecí alta.

Muy alta.

Más alta que yo.

Antes yo pensaba que en la vida lo peor era la muerte.

Ahora sé que en la vida lo peor es la vida.

Y tengo tanto miedo por mis hijos.

Toda la vida.

Me la he pasado de baja.

Y toda la vida.

Me la he pasado en deudas.

Crece, caña.

Que no es para mí.

Es para ellos.

Me oyes.

Crece.

Papa, el señor Acosta.

Papa, el señor Acosta.

Sí, trabajando.

Ahora tendrás tu descansito.

Le vendí las tierras a la Yunai. ¿Cómo?

Que le vendí las tierras a la Yunai Fruit.

Pero mis cañas.

Tú las sembraste en mis tierras.

Las regué con mi sudor.

Ese te lo regalo.

Your house is no longer yours.

Well, what did you forget about this?

This signature cannot be falsified.

I'm so proud of you.

Hey, Pedro.

Tu casa ya no es tuya.

Tu casa ya no es tuya.

Te vendí las viejas al ayunar.

Te vendí las viejas al ayunar.

Why did they come, Dad?

¿Qué pasa?

No tiene importancia.

¿Para qué te quedas? Para que me destaca.

¡Hay que trabajar!

Dad, are you tired?

Dad, are you tired?

I'm not tired.

I'm not tired!

I'm not tired!

I'm not tired!

Hoy ha sido un día bueno.

Buenísimo.

Hoy ustedes van al pueblo.

Hoy, hoy.

A alegrarse.

A oír música.

De verdad, papá, de verdad.

Pero, ¿y tú?

Ya yo soy viejo.

La música es inventada para la gente joven. Tú no eres viejo, papá. Tú no

viejo. No eres viejo.

Vamos.

Don't worry.

Today is the last one.

But soon we'll have a lot of money. What are you waiting for?

Don't you realize how much money there is here?

Give me two Coca

-Cola.

Can you give me a hand?

Pablo,

come here.

Look,

Pancho, look. The son of old Pedro.

That's the thing.

A veces creo que a los troncos de mis palmas los ha regado la sangre.

A veces me parece que a mi alrededor se mueve no el mar,

sino las lágrimas del pueblo.

¿Quién responde por esas ángeles?

¿Quién responde por esas lágrimas?

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.

. . .

Fresh blood, a young character that will be forged with high principles of

patriotism, assured by the North American military action that in the

brotherhood for Americanism is offered to us by the government of the United

States. Greetings to the honorable President of the Republic of the United

States.

Thank you.

I'm going to fold.

We split up here.

See you tomorrow.

Hey.

Tell me. Hey,

I was thinking...

Que hoy es mejor no ir a la casa.

be wrong!

It's over.

Let's see.

What's your name?

Gloria.

Well, Gloria, they left.

Calm down.

And you, what's your name?

Enrique. What?

Enrique.

Gracias Enrique.

Let me go to the university.

They killed Fidel Castro. They killed Fidel Castro. Yes.

It's in the newspaper.

Along with the whole landing.

Hey, where's Alberto?

He's over there.

Alberto. Look, Fidel Castro is dead.

That's a lie, Enrique. Look what we're doing.

This has to be thrown all over Havana. Let everyone know that's a lie.

Fidel Castro lives.

He and his companions.

Han desembarcado en la provincia de Oriente.

Mira.

Y han comenzado la lucha.

Escribe. Batista hace correr bolas de que Fidel

ha muerto para confundir al pueblo.

Fidel está en la Sierra Maestra agrupando a todos los hombres dignos.

Bajo la bandera de la revolución.

¿Vieron lo de Juan Carlos y Julio que salió? Sí. Cada vez que lo leo es como

lo volvieran a matar.

Oye, ¿nos vamos a quedar con los brazos cruzados, Alberto? No, Enrique, no nos

vamos a quedar con los brazos cruzados.

Pero, ¿y entonces qué vamos a hacer? ¿Ese golpe de asesinos sigue matando?

Todos lo hemos planeado.

¿Qué tú crees de eso, Alberto? Que no es lo más conveniente. ¿Por qué no es lo

más conveniente? Porque, mira, Enrique, matamos a este y van a poner a otro

exactamente igual. Si ponen a otro igual, le hacemos lo mismo. Ven acá,

entonces nos vamos a pasar toda la vida en eso. Bueno, por lo menos eso está a

nuestro alcance, ¿no? Claro. Ese no es el camino, felo.

This is not the way. What do we do with killing one? Totally nothing. And then

they put another worse and keep killing 40 comrades.

And the question remains the same. That's not a murderer.

That's not a murderer.

Look, Enrique, we can't confuse men with the system. But the system doesn't do

men, guys.

Good, but we have to fight against the system, not against men, which is a more

or less important part of the system. Yes, I understand.

But this is not a man, it's a murderer.

Listen. This is not a man, it's a murderer who ends up with our comrades.

Listen to me, Enrique.

You think I don't want to kill that man? Yes.

Well, the only thing that happens is that there's going to be a disembark.

Understand that. Fidel is alive.

That's the most important thing. Wait.

There's going to be a new fight. And we have to help that.

So that the people understand and know it. I understand all that. But you have

to understand that we have to decide what to do with that murderer.

We have to decide. Listen to me. We're not going to decide that now. We'll

discuss it.

But when?

When? Look, if you want, put it up in the meeting in front of the group. But

understand that now we're not going to decide that. Understand that at once.

Alberto, last night they killed Pepe.

Pepe? Yes.

Pepe?

And we're going to stay without doing anything too?

I already told you.

We'll discuss that later.

Thank you.

Y eres por ver, quizás, piensas en mí, quizás, llores por

mí, quizás, y eres tú.

Hoy clamas por perdón y canta tu canción de una música

tal que pretende lograr que yo pueda olvidar tu traición.

Mas no comprendes hoy.

Te tardas al volver y no puedo olvidar.

No!

Let's go.

Los tipos que siempre están atravesados en medio de la calle. No te pongas

bravito, viejo, ¿eh?

Llévatelo, viejo, de agua.

¿Para dónde vas, Enrique?

¿Qué pasa?

¿Qué pasa, Enrique?

Enrique, ¿qué pasa?

Yo... yo no podía.

He ate fried eggs.

What fried eggs? What are you talking about?

Enrique, tell me.

He was with my... I couldn't.

Did you think of the consequences this could bring?

Who told you to do it? Tell me!

Break the door.

And this. Don't let anyone move.

Register. Come on, look.

Who is this book from?

It's yours.

Who is this book?

Who is this book?

Who is this book?

It's ours.

Yours?

It's our book.

And whoever hasn't read this book is an ignorant.

Long live freedom!

Long live the revolution!

Cubans! Quien el Castro vive está en la sierra con muchos compañeros luchando.

¡Abajo Batista!

When men are born, they have two paths.

The one of the yoke that forces and judges, or the one of the star that

illuminates and kills.

You will choose the star.

The path will be hard and we will point it with the blood.

But when a man falls for a just cause,

Surgen por miles otros Y cuando ya no queden hombres

Hasta las piedras se alzarán Soy

Cuba Los hombres cuando nacen

Tienen dos caminos Escogerás la estrella

Duro será el camino.

Y lo cerraremos con la sangre.

Al combate con el vallamente, que la patria os

contesta orgullosa, no tenais una muerte

gloriosa, que morir por la patria es vivir

en cadena divina.

It's on me!

Where is Fidel?

Fidel.

I am Fidel.

Where is Fidel?

I am Fidel.

I am Fidel.

Soy Cuba.

He aquí los hombres sobre los que después escribirán leyendas.

Vienen de todas partes a la tierra.

Vienen a combatir.

Come in and sit down.

Pamela, give me a plate.

You're right.

They're not for killing.

They're for sowing.

¿Y esa tierra que siembras es tuya?

¿Y acabar?

Wouldn't you like to have a school in El Cielo?

Have shoes.

That when they're sick, someone will take care of them.

Or will they always live like you?

I don't want to live in peace.

Me too.

Yet.

Yet.

To live in peace.

He's tired, Mariano.

Leave him here tonight.

Hey, hey, Marianne.

Bombardier in the river.

I have to go. Amen.

I

have

to go.

¡Alto!

¡Alto! ¡Alto!

en la Sierra Maestra, territorio libre de Cuba.

Cubano, incorpórate a la lucha.

Tú que has sido víctima del abuso, la maldad y el crimen.

Tú que has sufrido en carne propia la injusticia, la miseria, el

robo de todos tus derechos.

Escucha este llamado vibrante.

¡Revolución! ¡Revolución!

Frente al odio del enemigo, tu campesino, tu

obrero, tu estudiante, tu cubano,

levanta el brazo armado.

La revolución lucha.

For the full and absolute national sovereignty of our homeland.

The revolution fights so that education is not a privilege of minorities

and everyone has the opportunities to study.

For defending the right to life that we all have.

For defending the health of the people, we fight.

Cada familia tiene derecho a una vivienda decorosa.

Cada cubano tiene derecho al trabajo.

Miles de padres de familias y de jóvenes se ven sin empleo, sin porvenir.

La revolución hará la industrialización del país, liquidando el desempleo

y rescatando todas las riquezas secuestradas al pueblo.

Tu campesino, tu obrero, tu

estudiante, ocupa tu puesto en la lucha.

Esta es tu revolución, libertad o muerte.

I knew you were going to come.

I knew it.

Now what I need is a rifle.

A rifle.

The compadre thinks this is in the woods.

Yes, man.

We'll plant spruce trees to see if they grow.

The problem is that the rifle must be won in combat.

That's how everyone here has done it.

Soy Cuba.

Tus manos están hechas al arado, Mariano.

Pero ahora tienen un fusil.

Disparo no para matar.

Disparo contra tu pasado.

Shoot to defend your future.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.