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I bring a message from Don Salvador
and it is something very urgent.

-Doesn't he remember anything?
-Only one person.

He has woken up
crying out foryou.

Elizabeth I of England

she has been murdered
before being queen.

Oh là là!

Damn, they really knew each other.

You can't meet your lover again
and shake hands, he'd suspect.

Are you pregnant?

Hello Julian.
No, my name is not Julián.

Who is the guy that
is with my family?

The authentic Eulogio Romero.

You must go immediately
to save Elizabeth.

Why does the queen want to kill her?

Maria wants to get
rid of her sister

to protect the life of
her future child who,

by the way, according to
history, she never had it.

Do you know who is he?

What am I doing
dreaming of a dead man?

I smell a brawl.
And me.

Spanish tercios, protect the king!

(SHOUTS)

Motherfucker.

I see a woman running.

It's Maite, your wife.

Maite...

I would never have forgiven myself if
the king would be killed in my presence.

And you have prevented it.

And these corridors
with so many doors?

(CHISS)

Do you really not want to
go back to the Ministry?

-Don't ask me, please,
you know I can't.

-Irene went to look for
something she couldn't find

and that now you must find:
the receipt of the "Guernica".

The painting was commissioned by
the republican government to Picasso

in the middle of the Civil War.

If we find the receipt, it becomes
clear to whom the painting belongs.

-What do you like most about the Prado?
-Velázquez is the best.

Have you seen "Las Meninas"?

-Yes, of course, several times,
who has not seen "Las Meninas".

Why did you do it?
I couldn't go back to jail.

So I won, they didn't.

That's it, Federico.

# Mommy, I am beautiful.
# Mommy, I am beautiful.

# Mommy, I am beautiful.
# Mommy, I am beautiful.

# My blond hair,
# my pretty face.

# Ugly Menina, my pretty face.

# I want to go out
# in a painting by Velázquez.

# Mommy, why doesn't
# Velázquez paint me?

# Why is always you
# and Daddy?

# Mommy, could it be that I
# am not very pretty?

(SIREN)

# Miss Margarita,
# I only follow orders,

# but hear a secret:

# I am painting you.

# Did you see that in the painting
# other painting is being painted?

# Well actually, madam,
# I am painting you.

# I'm doing
# something revolutionary.

# Call me Velázquez,
# that is extraordinary.

# The boy from Seville
# came to raise the mark,

# to teach the fool
# how to do it.

♪ So am I pretty? ♪

(MUSIC)

The truth is that it
look fucking great.

My Meninas!

How are you?

All right.

What have you been doing lately?

Personal issues.

And what are you doing now?

Well, I'm checking if
when we save Julián,

we left some loose end
that could change history.

But some alarm would
have ring, right?

It doesn't always jump.

(PHONE)

Salvador, wants to see us.

Hi.

Hello.

Ladies and gentlemen,
I have good news and bad news.

The good news is that Don Julián
Martínez returns to work with us.

Thanks, thanks.
And the bad...

-The bad news is that "Las
Meninas" have disappeared.

How? Have "Las
Meninas" disappeared?

They were gone in
front of my own eyes.

-We have received a call from
1937, from the Prado Museum.

"Las Meninas" and other paintings
of great value have disappeared

when they were transferred to Valencia

during the bombings
of the Civil War.

-There is a message for you.

-Sorry, wait a minute.

What happen?

It's Renau.

He wrote to me from Paris in 1937.

Picasso is not painting
the "Guernica".

Really took us a lot
to bring it to Spain.

Sorry, who is Renau?
He is a great artist

and general director of
Fine Arts during the war.

Apart from an excellent
agent of this Ministry.

-Two alarms and both
on the same date.

May 3, 1937.

-Too much of a coincidence, right?
-AHA.

And even more when Picasso was director
of the Prado Museum of the time.

You must go to Paris
to see what happens.

Is there a door there?

Since 1914,
in the Church of the rue de la Pompe.

Alfonso XIII ordered a mission
to the Claretian Fathers

to serve the more than
90,000 Spanish emigrants

that was then in Paris.

And a moving door was
placed in a confessional.

Well, Irene,
Pacino and Velázquez will go to Paris.

Lola and Julián, to Madrid in 1937
to find "Las Meninas"

and all the works of art
that have disappeared.

-No, I'm going to the Prado.
-Velázquez...

-I'm going to the Prado!
What have I...? -Velázquez!

Only one genius can
convince another genius

and you've already done it once, huh?

Get out immediately.

-Let's do this!

Sir...

You have been very
well with Velázquez.

-When you're on your nerves,

I don't want to be around him
because it drives me crazy.

Sorry.

Nothing, we're already here again.

What a shit.

Bismarck already said it, Spain is
the strongest country in the world.

The Spanish have been trying
for centuries to destroy it

and they have not succeeded.

Bismarck, yes, I don't know who he
was, but he nailed it.

(MUSIC)

Wow, how wonderful.

Stunning.

-Where could be my "Meninas"?

What was the name of the
guy we have to look for?

Sergeant Torres.

How are you doing being you again?
Messy.

And more coming back
in a mission to this year.

I see.

Well, you know you can
count on me if you need it.

Are you sure?

I already met another Lola Mendieta
and she was not very trustworthy.

Well, you just said it,
it was another Lola Mendieta.

I hope so, I am also
another Julián Martínez

and I have less patience
than the last one.

Hey, excuse me, excuse me,
if you wear it like this, it will break.

Hey!
That can get dust.

What's going on here?
We are looking for Sergeant Torres.

He died a couple of nights
ago in a bombardment,

he was a good soldier, a pitty.
Wow.

Sorry.
Wow.

Well, how can I help you?

We come to help with transfers,
we are art conservators.

And what is that?

We restore and care for paintings.
That's.

Yeah, well, they'll have time
for that when the war is over.

Now what we need is people
to monitor the rooms.

Let's see, we are also good for that.

Well follow me.

Very good.

Let's see what the hell we do now.

No wonder he doesn't paint with
so much party, my goodness.

(SCREAMS)

Good afternoon, Don Pablo,

we came to do a report for
the magazine "Art and health".

Spanish people.
Yes.

And very much Spaniards.

-Well, let's have a drink.

"Merci".

What a great hair you have, sir.

It looks more like a warehouse
than a museum, doesn't it?

A virgin...

A saint and a martyr...

A king.

Of balls.

I'm a republican and an
atheist and here I am,

protecting pictures of kings,
saints, Christs and martyrs.

And you,
why aren't you at the front?

You're young.

Asthma.

Hey, what do you know about the trucks
that take the paintings to Valencia?

I have carried many, back here,
next to the Buen Retiro house.

(SIREN)

(SIGHS)

They are already here.

Today we also have a bomb-snack.

Hail Mary,
full of grace,

The Lord is with you,
blessed are you among women...

Didn't you just say you're an atheist?

Yes, but my mother asked
me, being in danger,

I would pray to the
Virgen de las Angustias.

And a mother is a mother.

(PLANES)

(MUSIC)

You like clean lines,
break, of course, break.

But break there,
well with the stroke, right?

-Like a crystal.
-Like a crystal.

Well, that face sounds familiar to me.

So Velazquez, so...

-Let's see, he's changing the
subject, eh, don Pablo?

-I remember,
Els Quatre Gats, Barcelona.

But it can't be him,
it's been a long time.

-Impossible.

We were talking about the painting
that you should be painting.

If I tell you the truth,
I don't even know what to paint.

I am blocked.

What is the use of art today in
a world that is falling apart

-But, Pablo, please...

To show the barbarism of war.

Goya and "The executions".

Or "The slaughter of
Chios", by Delacroix.

-Was it something?
We haven't even been half the 20th century

and we already have a world
war, a civil war in Spain...

A human being invented
the airplane to fly

and uses it to kill.

As in Guernica.
-Good subject for a painting.

Yes, the truth is yes.

Who is that woman?

Joséphine Baker,
the queen of Paris.

Don't get your hopes up,

He likes figs
more than turnips.

(PIANO)

(SING IN FRENCH)

-Tomorrow you will have what's yours.

-And what's mine?

-You will find it where I told you.

It's over, another day alive.

Well, I'm going with my wife.

So if they kill me tomorrow,
seize the day.

Do you leave the guard post?

Today I did not have to be here,
I have done a friend a favor.

Must be upon arrival.

That is if he was not
killed in the bombardment.

No kidding, he's like a cat,
he has seven lives.

-Excuse me.

-This is my friend Carlos.

-Hello.

-You see?
Hi.

My friend Carlos has
seven lives, like a cat.

No one has that many.

(SING IN FRENCH)

(SPEAKS IN FRENCH)

What did she told you?

To don't try to leave without her.

At the first shot?

Damn, people don't
waste time here, huh?

"Merci".

They will forgive
me, but I am tired.

I'm going to sleep.

Leave the absinthe, pal.

Please, what France, Italy!

-How drunk is your friend.
I know.

Where are you staying?
Hey?

In... La rue de la Pompe,
next to the Spanish church.

But that is in the middle of nowhere.

Yes.

Come to my workshop, I have everything
just in case friends sleep over.

Yes, it will be better,
thank you very much.

What the fuck!
Shit!

Main your head.

Come in. -Look what...
Oh, how nice.

-There you have mattresses and blankets.

Very well thanks.
Thank you.

Carefully.
Mine Mine...

Be careful, take it. It is done.

Careful, don't move.

Oh, the head!
Nothing, nothing happens.

Oh, here.

Pass me the blanket.
Yes I'm comming.

Let's see.

There you have the mattress.

Coexistence kills
love, completely.

Are you to tellig me?
I liked Velázquez.

And look now.

I say this for Dora Maar.

She was ahead of her time,

a pioneer in the
defense of human rights,

defender of free love.

Well, now she looks like the old
woman peeking from the corner,

Picasso is an expert in
crushing great women.

Oops...

Great...

(WOMAN GASPS)

Fuck...

What style, huh?

How he has turned
things around.

And what energy.

(VELÁZQUEZ SNORES)

Damn, the missing one.

(SNORES)

Touch your....

Good,

one day we can say
that we couldn't sleep

because of Velázquez
and Picasso.

(GASPS)

Pacino...
huh?

I think I'm going back to the party.
(LAUGHS)

What?

Nothing, you're leaving
with the darky, right?

Sure, whitey.
(LAUGHS)

(GASPS)

Will not be long.
It takes what it takes.

(VELÁZQUEZ SNORES)

Hey, if Picasso goes,
you let me know.

It won't move.

(VELÁZQUEZ SNORES)

(CLICKS THE TONGUE)

Bitch is your fucking mother!

Take it.

Are you Spanish?

Yes, what a coincidence, right?

Thank you.

Clara Campoamor?

We know each other?

No, not personally, but...

I know your work.

In Spain,
we owe her the female vote.

And I owe you now that my
purse hasn't been stolen.

Pleasure.

My pleasure.

Fuck...

Time is a scarf.

Indeed.

Hey, that guy and you...?

We loved each other, yes.

And a lot.

Was so much evident?
And its evidenent, evident.

Should I take a photo of you
to see how you look at him?

It is not what you think.

That bastard almost got
us killed with Franco.

When did you meet him?

In 1940.

And I assure you, at the
time, he was not a traitor.

He helped me save many
lives byputting hs at risk

and defended and will defend
Madrid until the end of the war.

How well you know his life, right?

You do not even imagine it.

You really don't know what it was like.
But I know how it will be.

Traitors are born, not made.

Where are you going, Lola?

To talk to him,

has always had
the best contacts,

maybe you can help us.
You have nothing to talk to him about.

What if it has to do with
the theft of the paintings?

He assured you that he would not
have crossed Madrid under the bombs

to watch over the museum.

You can jeopardize the mission
by mixing up the personal,

Do you understand that?

Wow, I thought you were
the expert on these issues.

It seems that you have informed
yourself very well about me.

Yes.

Do you know how many times I have
thought of taking a door to 1943

and shoot Carlos?

Too late,
I already have.

Now you know why
I looked at him like that.

Does the Ministry know about this?

They suspect,
but have no proof.

Nor will they.

Why are you telling me?

Because I need you to trust me.

(VELÁZQUEZ SNORES)

Have you read my book

My mortal sin,
"The female vote and me".

I love.

That day was a historic day.

And my end as a member of the congress.

After getting all
the women to vote,

everyone turned their backs on me.

Right and left wings.

The saddest thing was that Victoria
Kent fought against the female vote.

A woman should never do that.

I did not imagine you in Paris.

I'm writing

and Spain is now a
bad place for writing.

But I will be back in a few weeks.

I want to be in Madrid
when we win the war.

Than?

That I have to go.

We will see again?

Hopefully.

Why are you asking me so many questions
about the transfer of the paintings?

You better tell me who you are.

I have a better idea,
I'll tell you who you are.

Your name is Carlos Munuera
Mateu, you were born in Burgos,

but you came to Madrid
when you were a kid

because the insurance company where
your father worked promoted him.

Your mother died a week
after the uprising,

breast cancer.

And you are now in Madrid
in the Information Service

because you were wounded
on the Aragon front.

Do I continue?
How do you know all that?

Because I am part of a
secret government unit.

I think the best thing would be for you to
come with me to find out if that's true.

If it is not,
do not make future plans.

It is you who has to
worry about his future

if you are involved in the
robberies we investigate.

What robberies are you talking about?

Paintings have disappeared
in the transfers.

"Las Meninas" by
Velázquez, among them.

If that were true,
everyone would know.

Well, I propose you a deal:

pull your strings,
if you have them.

And if "Las Meninas" have
not disappeared, I am here,

I will not move from the museum.

It's okay,

I will do it.

And a tip: don't trust anyone,
everyone is suspicious, everyone.

And why am I not?

Why do you think
I know your life?

Because we have investigated all about you

and you're the only
one who deserves trust.

(SNORING)

(SNORING)

Hello!

Hello!

Son of a bitch.

Hey!

The young master has already
woken up, huh?

Picasso painted the
"Guernica", he deceived us.

What I don't understand is why.

-I don't know why,
but I think I know because of whom.

Last night Picasso met a man

and his face turned.

-Who was?

-No idea,
but in the haze of the hangover,

a face is appearing to me...

Bring me a chamomile, otherwise,
instead of a Velázquez,

I'm going to paint a bacon.

"Por favor".

-Because you are Velázquez, if not...

I would pour it in your back.

-What is it, Ernesto?

-I've discovered something
that doesn't add up. -Tell me.

-Well, according to the
alarm from the Prado Museum,

transfers due to the
bombings were carried out

in early May 1937.
-That's right.

-Well, "Las Meninas" were
evacuated a year later,

so one of two,

or the fucking butterfly is
back, as you say,

or the thief of "Las Meninas"...

-Is a time traveler.

This way, no?

Be careful

-Has there been any setbacks or is
everything going according to plan?

-Everything correct, nothing remarkable.

-You don't know how I appreciate
your collaboration, officer.

-You don't have to thank me for
anything, it's been a pleasure.

-If I need you
again, I'll call you.

-You know where to find me.

(TAKING PICTURES)

But...

What a bastard...

Where is Picasso?
I do not know i do not know.

When I woke up,
neither he nor Dona Maar were here.

They will have gone to have a
strong breakfast, because, come on,

tonight they burned more calories than
the one who invented the marathon.

-The case is that I would have
sworn to have portrayed him earlier.

-He is drawing the guy who
was talking to Picasso last night.

At the party.
At the party, yes.

What, ready?

-No, I'm missing some relief.

-But what relief?

-I don't like showing
an incomplete work,

I need to shade. -Please shade!

Taking.

Again...

Yes, you don't know how happy I am.

Ah, I hope to see you
around here soon, huh?

Meanwhile, enjoy the family.

Goodbye.

-How are you?

-It seems that Alonso is recovering well.

-I'm glad, we don't have too much staff.

(NODS)

-How I admire that man,
always ready to give everything,

even his life.

And it has more merit
with a small baby.

Yes...
Yes, what?

-That you should see more
often your son, Ernesto.

Isn't that what you're thinking?
-No, no, no.

Thank God you still don't
have the power to read minds.

-Sure.

(MESSAGE) "I have sent
you some photos by email,

you won't believe who's here. "

It's Diaz Bueno.

"Wasn't he locked
in the madhouse?"

-Yes, that's what I thought.

What I don't understand is
how he was able to flee.

(ANGUSTIAS NODS)

-Irene just sent me this.

-What the fuck!

-Look, now I pass it to you, it's her.

Velázquez saw him
talking to Picasso last night.

Yes, do not lose sight of Picasso
in case Díaz Bueno reappears.

-Wait,

How is it possible that
I was in Paris last night

and the next day in
the morning in Madrid?

In 1937, there was no
chance of being on time.

-Unless he has a book of the doors.

-We took away the one he had.

-He may have a new copy.
-No, no, we recovered them all.

Just a moment...

That means...
-That means

that there may be an
infiltrator of Díaz Bueno

in this current Ministry.

-Aren't you thinking about Lola?

-Well, Diaz Bueno was his accomplice

when they stole
art through time.

-But it was the other Lola.

-Can you think of a
better explanation?

Trust me, Carlos will come.

You shouldn't have told him anything,
we already know who is the thief.

But I remind you that our mission

it's not just knowing
who the thief is.

We have to find "Las Meninas" and
the rest of the stolen paintings.

And for that,
we have to know where they are.

Salvador.

What does it say?

They have confirmed
that this is Díaz Bueno.

And what do we know about him?

That we stopped him
on a mission in 1520,

I was trafficking in
art at different times.

How is it possible that
he had the book of doors?

I don't know,
he said he got it

in an antique shop, I think,
or something like that.

Hey, take it easy!

Take it easy...

You were right about
the theft of the paintings.

Count on me.

I think with the
microphone on the bed

and this one here is enough.

Hurry, please,
they can come at any time.

Almost there, almost there.

(DOOR)

Why I would have to say something,
they are coming...

they are coming, they are coming...
- Ready.

-Wow, are you still here?

-A question, Don Pablo,

How can you say that you are blocked
if you are painting this wonder?

-Out!.

-Goodnight.

Bonne nuit.

(MUSIC)

Something new?

Dora is talking.

He says that maybe he should
have told Renau the truth.

These hide something, for sure.

Picasso replies that he does
not want to talk about it

and take off her clothes.
Fuck...

I've seen porn with more
elaborate script twists than this.

-What happens now?
Hey?

What happens?

Nothing, take it, put them on
yourself, see if you find out.

I do not speak French.
You will get it for sure. Take it.

There.

For Esperanza Macarena Virgin,
they are fornicating.

-Yes... Stay tuned there, come on.

If something happens,
you tell us, put them on.

Good that?

How about Josefina?

I didn't go back to the party.

And where were you then?

I met Clara Campoamor and
we had breakfast together.

Who?

The woman I admire the
most in the world, Pacino.

She got

that all women have
the right to vote.

Very good.

Well, that, that's called maturity.
what?

Well, that...

Well, sex, in the end,
is not the most important thing in life.

Don't say bullshit.

The nights of love that are
lost are never recovered.

I don't understand why
women talk about love

when you are really
talking about sex.

Maybe because our brain is

a tad more complex and
more sensitive than yours?

(LAUGHS)

Fuck...

What I have been...

How much lust, my God.

Hey, are these the
reinforcements I asked you for?

Braulio and his wife?

In the current situation,
they are the only ones I could trust.

-Dont worry,
I know how to use a weapon.

-Because I taught you, otherwise...
-That's right, Agustina.

-In that and in everything.

Agustina,
good name to go to war.

(MUSIC)

(LOUDLY) They are insatiable.

-Lower your voice, man.
We are here wasting time.

We're going over there,

I extract the truth from Picasso
one way or another.

Five minutes, patience.
There is a knock on the door.

The door opens.

Silence.

Dora says something.

In French.

Oh, what a bad
character this man has.

You see.

He says that finally...

Picasso says: "This is
worth more than 'Guernica'".

Take it.
Let's go now.

Who pays?
Come on, Velázquez,

Spend your maravedíes.
Come on, come on, run, Pacino.

I have no remaining daily alloances.
-For absinthe yes, huh?

We get off here.

The rest of the way
we do it on foot.

I ask for a pistol,
that the rifle weighs a hundredweight.

Take.

Let's go?

What you and I don't do,
nobody will do here.

Put your hands up,
so I can see them!

Damn, what good aim, right?
Man of little faith.

Didn't you hear him?
Hands up!

And everyone there!

Come on.

Get some ropes.

Down.

- Apparently, you have
something to celebrate.

-Definitely.

Nothing.

There are a lot of
pictures in the other room.

Is not ther "Las Meninas"
or any work by Velázquez.

Let's see,
where are "Las Meninas"?

Speaks!

Hey...

"Las Meninas" is not
a very big picture?

How big? Well...

I don't know, i could say
huge, look, come.

Look.

But this is "Guernica".

What the hell is he doing here?

He is ugly like my balls.

And is that art?

Julian...

(TV) "Say hello to
the Ministry of Time."

-I know it's hard to
believe, but it's true.

And I don't regret it.

I have sacrificed my work

for the greatest work of art of all
time, "Las Meninas".

"One thing, Don Pablo,
for me to find out."

This man stole "Las Meninas"

and sent you a photograph
to prove that he had it.

-Yes.

-And then he offered to
exchange them for "Guernica".

And he said that if he didn't accept
the deal, he would destroy it.

-Correct.
-Hideputa.

And you delivered the
"Guernica" for nothing.

How in exchange for nothing?
I painted it.

I collected rent for this studio
and a small amount of money

and a man, Araquistáin,

He offered me 150,000 francs from the
government, which I did not accept.

Well, you should have.

If they do it again,
acept it and ask for a receipt.

Are you calling me penny-pincher?

It would not be the first time.

It is said that I like
money, it is true,

but it cannot be said that
it does not feel Spain.

(VIBRATION)

(THROATY)

Excuse me, I must go...

I must go "au toilet".
I accompany her.

"Merci".

Do you know how many times I have
said "no" to the government of France

when did offer
me French nationality?

That I'm not Spanish, they say.

Is it not evident?

Goya,
bullfighting in my paintings.

I plan to make versions
of "Las Meninas".

- Of course,
"Las Meninas" has lot of possibilites.

-I thought in case they were destroyed,

but I'm going to
paint them anyway.

When I die and someone
sees my painting,

if they do not realize that I am
Spanish, should be blind or ignorant.

We have recovered the
"Guernica" in Madrid.

-Salvador, I have spoken
with the Ministry of 1937,

They send reinforcements
to protect "Guernica".

The embassy in France will be
in charge of "Las Meninas",

they will surely take the
painting to Switzerland.

It's okay?
-Hey?

No, no, not yet.

When I think about what
would have happened

if we hadn't been successful...

My quills shake.

-There is something
that I do not understand,

Why does Diaz Bueno
want the "Guernica"

instead of "Las Meninas"?
They are both worth a lot of money.

-Who bought "Las Meninas"
could not show them to anyone.

If it did,
it would face global demand.

-But there are always crazy
people who buy stolen paintings

to enjoy them alone.
-Bah...

The vanity of owning a piece
of art overcomes everything;

And fianlly, you end up
showing it to someone.

And when two know it,
the secret is over.

On the contrary,
in May 1937, no one,

except us
and Picasso himself,

knows of the existence
of "Guernica".

Díaz Bueno would expect
to sell it this year.

And, nowdays, to find an
unpublished Picasso of that year

and those proportions

it would break all
records in the art market.

-Today luck has accompanied us.

-As Luis Aragonés once said:

"Luck does not exist,

there is only bad luck. "

Too bad you leave Paris,

It is not easy to
find friends here.

I have to tell you something

and you have to believe me

Don't go back to Spain, Clara,
Franco will win the war.

The news that comes to me
from Spain says otherwise.

He will win it, I know.

How do I know that the book
you write now is called

"The Spanish revolution
seen by a republican".

How do you know?

I have not told anyone.

I also know that you will write
a biography of Concepción Arenal

and another by Sor
Juana Inés de la Cruz.

Do you read mind

It's possible.

And an advice,

don't stay here either.

The Germans will invade Paris.

I think the ideal place for
you may be Buenos Aires.

Thank you for fighting
for all women.

What did you say

Don't stop fighting

never.

Good advice.

-There's one thing that
still buzz my head.

Why did you tell Picasso

who will accept the
money of the Republic?

Because Araquistáin will give him
a receipt and he will sign it.

And that will be key for Spain
to demonstrate to the Guggenheim

that the painting belongs to Spain.

And so "Guernica" may
return to Spain in 1981.

I'm witness of it.

-Well, you're in everything, huh?
My goodness, how effective.

Yes, for sure.
One thing,

I will not go with him
on mission again.

Why?
Why not.

What have you done?
About whom is he talking about?

About you.
You are very intense.

Well,
nice to meet you.

Hopefully we'll see you soon.
Yes, hopefully.

Let's go?

Now i go

I'll wait for you in the car.

I think your partner is
a little jealous of me.

It's possible.

Good and...

Did you want to tell me something?

Yes.

I wanted to tell you that...

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

(NOISE)

Carlos! Carlos!

(SHOTS)

Lola!

Lola!

Stop!

Let her go.

This time,
you will not ruin my plans.

(SHOOTING)

Hold on, hold on.

No, no, you can't die yet.

Have a good trip, friend.

Okay, so how the hell
do we rescue Lola now?

Take it,

drink this.

What is it?
Is the fluid Garcia:

allows you to travel through time
without aging or rejuvenating.

You have always been
very suspicious, Lola.

How do you know my name?

We met a long time ago.

Or we will meet in the future.

-Do you know anything about Lola?

-I think you should
take a few days off.

-Well, I think I should
keep looking for her.

-Hello.

-Hello.

I am solely responsible
for what will happen.

I will change the past.

Lola is in no condition
to go on a mission.

What a shit.
Spaniards killing Spaniards.

Everything will be fine.

I want to give you
your first mission.

Now?
But if I am not ready.

-With this machine,
I will be able to travel through time.

-I've screwed up again.
-You don't know how much.

-It's if you didn't try to
change the time all the time...

Everything ok in the Ministry?

There will be no place in the
world or in past centuries

Where the murderer can
hide, we will find him.

I had to have gone
on that mission.

I was the one who had to be
dead, me.

A prisoner is never
denied a drink.

It is still early.

Was "El Anacronópete" not

a novel by Enrique
Gaspar and Rimbau?

That's what I thought,
that it was just a novel.

Do not try to change the
past, it is total disaster.