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THE HOUSE OF THE SPIRITS.

It's good to be back.

Papa, come. Papa.

It's good to be back.

Our memory is fragile.

A lifetime is very brief.

Every things happens so fast that we do not have time to understand...

the relationship between events.

This is what my mother wrote in her diaries in notbooks in order to keep track of time.

What is it, Papa?

Do you want to lie down?

I miss Clara.

Papa

I think that Mama is with us right now.

Come and lie down.

My mother always talked about love as a miracle.

Ever since she was a child she wrote everything in her diaries...

in order to see things in their true dimension.

It's was the first time she saw my father.

Even though my father had come to propose to my mother's old sister, Rosa,

my mother knew she was in love with him.

Clara, dear, we can't hear what we're saying.

- So, Esteban as Rosa wants it too. - What's important to us is...

not only Rosa should be happy but also...

I've decided that...

if I work hard every day.

I'm convinced that,

if I work hard every day,

then one day I will be rich enough to.

No, Clara, No!

Then one day,

I will be rich enough to lead Rosa to the altar.

Clara, No!

After 2 years, my father found the gold to bring him back to Rosa.

Love had driven him deep into the mine, but hard work...

and waiting only made his longing greater.

Finally he succeeded and he would soon return to lead Rosa to the altar.

People had come to celebrate my grandfather's nomination...

as a candidate for the liberal party.

Although my grandparents tried to keep my mother's supernatural power as secret,

everyone knew about them.

People clandestinely came to my mother for advice.

I just wanted to know if Clara could tell me. I've run up a great debt.

Being a politician, It's a scandal. You know. I don't know what to do.

- My family... - "Black Devil" will win on Sunday.

- What? - In the third race.

Well, I really must thank you.

I promise never to ask for your help again. Thank you, Clara.

- Thank you. - It's my fiancé and I... I'm so unhappy.

So I thought maybe Clara could help.

Maybe give me a hint of how to make him love me again.

Your fiancé can't stand the smell of lavender.

So if you stop smearing yourself with lavender oil,

he might start wanting you again.

Clara?

What is it?

Clara?

You should be ashamed of yourselves, upsetting Clara like this.

Rosa, what is she saying?

She says there will soon be a death in our family.

But it will happen by accident.

The Conservative Party has been in power as long as I can remember.

There are the party of greed, corruption, intolerance and old ideas.

We, the Liberal Party, have to fight them.

Thank you, dear friends, for your support. Thank you.

No, you must drink the toast.

The one who carves the pig. That's tradition. Come on!

Clara.

Clara.

There is enough poison in that brandy to kill an ox. But,

just to be certain that's what killed Rosa,

I'll have to do an autopsy. I'll have to examine her.

Do you mean...

you have to cut her up?

Clara,

it's isn't your fault.

You can't provoke events.

Darling.

You just sense them a little...

before they happen.

So, Rosa had to die instead of me.

No, I don't need revenge.

Revenge doesn't do anybody any good.

Revenge...

won't bring Rosa back.

Why did I get involved in politics in this country?

It's nothing but murderers and bandits.

My mother was convinced that it was her fault that Rosa has died.

She believe if she ever spoke again, it could cause new accidents.

Tormented by grief and guilt, she remained silent.

She decided not to utter a word to anyone anymore.

Is it true, Clara?

Couldn't you have waited for me, Rosa?

Why didn't you wait for me?

If I'd known you had a too short time on this earth,

I would have stolen the money I needed to marry you.

I would've made you happy, Rosa.

After my mother stopped speaking, she lived in a world of her own,

wrapped in her fantasies.

A world where logic and physics couldn't always be applied.

Surrounded by spirits of the air and water and earth...

making it unnecessary for her to utter a word for many many years.

- I'm not going back to the mine. - You have to work at something, Esteban.

- Mother's medicines are expensive. - I'm finished.

I'm finished.

Do you realize how many years of my life I've spend taking care of our mother?

"The path to Jesus is through devotion and suffering."

That's what you always taught me as a child.

I'm leaving. I hate this city.

Why don't you say is because you hate this house?

It's that too.

I'd have liked to have been born a man,

- so I could leave too. - I'm glad I was never born a woman.

I've bought an old farm with the money from the mine.

We'll miss you.

Write if mother gets worse.

Hey there!

Would you carry me to Tres Marias?

- What's your name? - Segundo.

I'm the patron here now.

Anyone who doesn't like it can leave immediately.

Those who stay, won't lack food, but will have to work good and hard.

You understand?

We understand, Patron. We have no place to go.

Push, push. push. push.

Look out! You'll break the wheel.

Come on. I'll count. One, two, three!

Over the next 20 years, my father succeeded and builting up Tres Marias

to be one of the most productive haciendas in the country.

He worked hard from early morning to lated night.

And was constantly in conflict with his discontented farmworkers.

They want me to pay them wages? What is this? That's the way they thanking me?

I'm know I'm severe, but always fair.

In spite of the toil and conflict, my father fully enjoyed the awareness that

everything he owned was the fruit of his own hard work.

How much?

If you'd lend me some money instead, Patron?

- You've got a nerve. - 50 pesos, Patron.

You're the mightiest and richest man in town.

I wouldn't ask anybody else.

- Why you come in so much? - A train ticket to town,

a red dress,

a pair of high-heeled shoes, a bottle of perfume, and a permanent.

I want to be rich and famous.

- What if I know I never see you again? - We'll see each other again.

I know.

Trust me.

- What's your name? - Transito.

You've got a deal, Transito! I like ambitious people.

- Will that be all? - That will do.

Very well.

Telegram for you, Patron.

Do you remember when we were children?

I used to cook for you,

get you off to school.

I could take care of you again, you know.

I should do what mother asked me to do. They could accept me as a son-in-law once.

- Oh not her, Esteban. - They can do it again.

She's not well.

Her sister Rosa was something special.

At least she was healthy and normal, but.

Clara is too strange.

- You'll never be happy with her. - You're just get jealous.

You've never been in love yourself.

It's nothing left for you but a home for old spinsters.

She'll never be able to love you the way you need to be loved.

Clara is too strange. Esteban.

You need a woman to take care of you.

- Somebody to worship you and obey you. - That's enough, Ferula!

She seems to spends most of her time in another world, since Rosa's death.

- I know. - Not because she can't speak.

She, she just never wanted to.

I know.

Well, as long as she can bearing healthy children into the world, that's all no matters.

Maybe we protected her too much.

It's not possible to give anyone too much affection.

Maybe I could meet her now?

Don't make any hasty decisions.

Wait to meet her. And we must also consider Clara's wishes. Don't you think so?

Papa! Papa!

You've come to ask me to marry you, haven't you.

Oh, Clara, don't be impertinent!

Oh, Mama, I want to know. I don't want to waste time!

- I also like things to be direct, yes, Clara. - She said something!

That's why I came.

- She spoke! - She said, she said something!

- Clara. - She said something

You said something!

She spoke! She speaks!

She speaks!

Thank you, Clara. You've made me very happy.

Good Bye.

Everything all right?

Good afternoon, Ferula.

I'm so sorry, I'm late.

I suddenly, couldn't remember... couldn't remember if it was, today.

I owe you an explanation for

asking you to come here.

Oh, I hope I haven't...

- kept you here sitting for a long while. - Not at all. I'm so glad you could come.

Normally, I don't come to places like this.

As matter of fact, I've never been here before.

Good... good?

Ferula, I wanted to talk to you about...

Oh, you don't have to worry.

You're going to come, and live with me and Esteban, after we'll be married.

Two of us, we'll going to be just like sisters.

And our friendship will last for the rest of our lives.

Don't have to worry about Esteban. I'll talk to him about it.

And we won't even tell him we met.

Will we?

Forgive me. I'm sorry. I don't no... I don't usually cry.

It's just, I'm not used to anyone touching me. I'm sorry.

I'm not used to anyone being nice to me.

No one has ever shown me any tenderness.

Forgive me. It's just...

I'm so...

confused and so... relieved.

Thank you,

dear Clara.

Dear sister Ferula.

Sister.

Wilt thou,

Esteban Trueba,

take Clara del Valle,

to be your lawful wedded wife,

to have and to hold,

in sickness and in health,

for richer or poorer, till death do you part?

I will.

And wilt thou, Clara del Valle,

take Esteban Trueba, to be your lawful wedded husband,

to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer,

till death do you part?

I will.

Yes, I will.

Oh, it's beautiful.

- Oh, it's beautiful! - Welcome to Tres marias.

- Congratulations. - Remember my sister, Ferula?

- Ferula. - How tired you must be.

Coming inside and I'll make you hot chocolate.

- No, I'm not tired. - Was it a good trip?

She's not a child, Ferula. You don't have to treat her like one.

My dear Esteban!

Bless me, Father. I have sinned. It's a week since my last confession.

Father,

- I think I've committed a terrible sin. - Of the flesh?

My flesh is withered, but not my spirit.

- The devil is tormenting me. - The mercy of The Lord is infinite.

You don't know the thoughts that run through the mind of a lonely women, Father.

A virgin, who has never been with a man.

Not for lack of opportunity, but because,

God sent my mother a practical illness and I had to be her nurse.

That sacrifice is recorded in heaven, my child.

Even if I've sinned in my thoughts, Father?

Well, it depends on your thoughts.

Sometimes,

at night,

I can't sleep.

I feel as if I'm choking.

To calm down, I get up, walk around the house.

I go to my sister-in-law's room and put my ear to her door.

Sometimes, I...

...tiptoe in and watch her while she's sleeping.

I used to think she was stupid and incompetent but...

Now I know she's of another world.

Maybe her time on Earth is...

just a small part of her.

She might be closer to God than we are, Father Antonio.

She looks like the Angel of Light.

I want to climb into her bed,

and feel...

the warmth of her skin,

and her gentle breathing.

Pray, my child.

Prayers help.

Wait, I'm not finished.

When my brother sometimes sleeps with her,

it's even worse.

My... my prayers are useless.

I can't sleep.

I sweat. My whole body shakes.

Finally, I get up and I walk through the dark house.

I glide down the corridor, very carefully, so the floor won't squeak.

I listen to them,

through their bedroom door.

And once I even saw them,

because their door was ajar.

What I saw,

I can't tell you Father. It's too big a sin.

It's not Clara's fault.

She's as innocent a child. My brother lead her into it.

He desires more than her body.

He wants to own the most secret thing she holds inside her.

He's eternally damned.

Only God can judge, and damn, my child.

But,

what were they doing?

You used to be a gifted narrator.

Well,

I couldn't see very well, but...

what I sensed was incredible.

The... trembling movements,

the abundance of juices,

The words whispered in her ear.

The strange secret smells.

A veritable miracle.

It's a little girl.

And her name will be Blanca.

Isn't she beautiful, Esteban?

Sometimes I wish mother could've seen this.

She would've been proud of you. And to think...

a little girl, like a hardy wedge.

I don't like the way she walks around so much.

The doctor distincly told her to rest a lot.

He also said she shouldn't sleep with you anymore.

He said what?

He said it wasn't good for Clara if you slept together during the rest of her pregnancy.

- He didn't mention of any about that to me. - Well, I'm just telling you what he said.

But I think he means...

you been too heavy on the baby, or Clara's frail body.

Anyhow, I don't think it's good for Clara, with too much excitement.

It's seems to me, Ferula, you're interfering in matters...

- ...that don't concern you. - Good Morning, Clara.

- Is always kissing really necessary? - Oh, yes. It is.

Feel her kicking?

I think she wants to come out and say hello to her grandparents.

- Her grandparents? - They're coming today, remember?

- Well, then we must go for your bath. - Oh, yes.

That would feel good.

- God. - The doctor gave me a lovely almond oil,

to rub on your stomach, to prevent the skin stretching.

I'm terribly sorry.

I told them to take the train, but Papa insisted on driving in that... oldest old car.

There's something we have to tell you.

- It's terrible. - Tell me.

You see, because of this violent collision with the train,

your parents were hurled from the car.

Your mother's head was severed from her body, and the...

- ...terrible thing is... - But, yes, I know where it is!

- Clara don't, stop this... - No, I tell you... I know where it is!

Clara, the police have looked everywhere for it.

I'm sorry, my wife's a little... It's the pregnancy.

Sister Ferula, will you help me? Will you help me? Come.

- It's here. - Clara.

But Clara, we're too far away from the accident.

It's here. I know. I tell you, it's here.

señor, could you do me a favour, just...

crawl in and hand me the woman's head you'll find in there? And hurry up.

Hurry up, señor.

I think my time has come.

Hurry up, señor.

- Push. - Yes, yes, that's right. that's right, relax.

Push, push.

- It's all right. - Push.

Come on.

It's coming.

Welcome to the world, little Blanca.

- Hold it flat, Blanca. - Concentrate, Blanca.

- We will show Blanca is the champion, yap. - You hit it back to Aunt Ferula!

Oh, come on, Ferula, hit it harder.

Do you have to play in a hat?

We'll win this.

Ferula, if you keep it on the court...

Keep it in here. Don't hit it so far out!

Come on, Ferula. Stop fooling around.

Come on, Ferula.

Almost got it!

You're supposed to teach Clara the game, come on.

I think we won, little one. Blanca's the champion!

Sometimes I wish mother were still alive, so I could send you back to her.

Clara, let's go and have a cool drink, just the two of us.

Aunt Ferula, would you come play with me?

Aunt Ferula, please, could you play?

Here my dear.

Who the hell is that?

What the hell are you doing? Get out of here.

- The boy, we need money for food. - Then get out and earn some! Come on!

Get out!

Don't you remember me, Esteban?

Down by the river?

This is your son.

Look at him.

I named him after you.

I don't know what're you talking about?

Take this and get out! Go on, take it!

If I ever see you on my property again, I'll set the dogs on you both.

You'll never get rid of us, Esteban!

You'll never get rid of your son!

Have you stopped playing? Were you beating her?

- Who are you? - Esteban Garcia.

My mother and father are not in.

I know.

What do you want?

- To see your house. - You're not allowed to be here.

Strangers are not allowed to walk to our home just like that.

I know.

Then why don't you leave?

I'll leave soon.

Come here.

- Come. - Why?

I just want to smell you.

You smell good.

It's bay rum. My mother bathes me every morning.

What a nice dress you've got there.

Come in, sit with me so I can feel it.

It's my Aunt Ferula who has made it.

Imagine. We have the same blood.

I don't understand what you saying.

Blanca, your chocolate is ready.

Blanca!

And know at last thing,

I'd like to ask Pedro to stand up and tell us his story about the hens and the fox.

Once upon a time, there was a henhouse,

and every night a fox forced its way into it, to steal eggs and eat baby chickens.

And this made the hens very angry.

People are glad for the way you teach them, señora Clara.

- Blanca! - Blanca!

Blanca!

Clara, why you don't use your telepathic abilities useful for change,

and tell me where these children are?

I can't contact anyone who doesn't want to be found.

If you hadn't started this damn school, non of this wouldn't have happened.

- Pedro! - Blanca!

Clara, he found them.

Segundo found them by the river.

- Are they all right? - Yes.

This is your fault, Segundo!

I don't want ever to see, your son with Blanca again! Understood?

Understood, Patron.

Pedro!

I'll close down the school tomorrow and send Blanca away to boarding school!

- No, Esteban, no, you can't do that! - Oh yes, I can!

I not gonna watch my daughter turn native.

She's my first and blood and it's my duty...

to provide her with a proper life among decent people of her own class.

- But Esteban, there's no need... - Shut up, Ferula!

And don't ever interfere in my family affairs.

- Pedro! - Blanca! Blanca!

Pedro! Pedro!

Pedro!

School was over.

The only thing which made my life at the boarding school bearable...

was the awareness of the wonderful summer vacations to ahead of me.

- Congratulations on your exam. - Such a long time.

We're very proud of you.

- So, no more school. - Thank God.

- I'm so glad you're home. - Your mother and I missed you.

Every year, Pedro and I met secretly down by the river.

And now that I'd graduated, we could be together forever.

I missed you so much.

I thought I gonna die at school. I'm never going back there.

From now on, it's just you and me.

What is it?

You know,

- it's not only you and me. - Yes, it is.

I don't care what my family thinks.

I love you and you love me. And that's what's important.

They say you've, started making political speeches.

The peasants here are, suppressed by your father.

They're afraid of him.

- They all hate him. - Pedro.

Promise me to be careful. Nothing must ever happen to you.

- I love you. - I love you.

I love you too.

Welcome, Mr. Trueba!

The Conservatives have to ask me to make you a proposition.

- I'm not a politician. - You're a powerful man, Esteban.

A man of honour. You're just the kind of senator we need.

The country is changing.

Things aren't the way they were, unfortunately.

People are getting crazy ideas at the their heads.

Peasants from your district, workers in the cities, talk about uniting.

If we don't make a stand now...

- I'll think about it. - Do.

After all, you're a family man and a happy family is worth protecting.

We got to protect our values.

- Who's over there, that? - Oh, that's Count Jean de Satigny.

He hasn't been in this country long.

I understand he's very rich but still a bachelor.

Maybe your daughter would enjoy adding a coat of arms to her card.

Let me know what you decide about the party, Esteban.

Excuse me, excuse me.

May I join you?

I've been hearing a great deal about you, Mr. Trueba

People say your hacienda is the most beautiful property for miles.

And the most efficient, I've heard.

I hope to see it someday, I would like to study your methods.

- And, you see, I admire... - You're welcome to...

Let's get out!

The earthquake!

- Clara! - Come on.

- Did you feel it here? Anything happen? - Everything's all right, patron.

Clara!

Clara!

Clara!

Clara asked me to come, and lie beside her till she fell asleep.

She was so terrified during the earthquake. That's all it was.

It's over, Ferula.

You've spoiled my family life long enough.

I want you to leave this house at once.

I never want to see you again,

and I forbid you ever to be in touch with my wife,

or my daughter.

I'll send you money each month through Father Antonio.

You'll have enough to live decently, while I live.

But if I ever catch you bothering my family again,

I'll kill you.

I swear,

on the soul of our mother,

I'll kill you.

I curse you, Esteban.

You'll always be lonely.

Your body and soul will shrink.

And you'll die afraid,

- and with a guilty conscience. - Get out.

For Clara's sake,

I want you to know it's never been the way you imagined between us.

Never!

Clara.

Clara!

Clara!

Clara!

I'd like to talk to you, Clara.

How could you do this?

- How could you send her away? - Nobody is standing between us anymore.

But, she was never between us.

I love you, Clara.

I want to make you happy!

I want us to have a happy family!

But, she's part of our family too.

- She's your sister. - I don't care about Ferula.

I care about you, I care about you and I. Our love.

Show me you love me.

Show me I'm your husband.

Love me.

Love me.

Do you hear? Love me!

Help me, Clara.

Tell me what I got to do... to...

let us have a happy life as husband and wife.

Just give me some time, Esteban.

Just give me some time.

It's a long time, Transito.

- You're looking good. - So, how did you find me, Patron?

Just asked for the best place in town.

Now I can pay you back the 50 pesos...

with interest.

I'd rather have you owe me the favour.

Just wait a little, Transito.

Just show me...

a little tenderness.

Pretend to care for me.

- That's all I need. - But I do care for you.

Very much.

Come.

Come here with me.

I feel so good with you, Transito.

It's like coming home.

You're the best, Esteban.

You're a strong man.

Very, very strong.

A man of the soil.

There's one thing I don't understand, Monsieur Tassigny.

- Satigny, mama. - And that is...

- what are you doing in our barbaric country? - Well...

I'm in the very fortunate position that I don't have to work for a living.

Only to pass the time. But a wealthy life, is boring.

You get restless.

My vineyards in Liechtenstein and on the Riviera...

But...

this country...

- it is a challenge to me. - Yes, but "monsieur" Tassigny...

- Satigny. - I think...

I think, it's still very strange,

because I've done it once again and I can't find you, in my cards.

Neither your family, nor your age, nor...

where you're come from.

Perhaps your cards just can't see across the Atlantic, Clara.

It's that for me?

- Oui. - Thank you.

It's beautiful. Thank you.

500 tons a year in two croppings.

With our advantage over those north of the Equator,

we do produce ripe fruit at the time of year...

- when they cannot concidering... - The will of God say...

we all have a right to fight for justice and earn it . It isn't the will of God,

should just down and wait for a reward in Heaven. Now...

Jesus Christ was a revolutionary himself. We have a right to demand wages for our work.

Revolutionary? Yes, of course!

We have a right to rest on Sundays.

We have a right to vote. We have a right to...

That's enough!

Go back to work.

I said, go back to work!

- Tell them to go back to work. - Please,

go back to work.

Come here.

Segundo, you never teach your son not to look his patron in the face?

Take your shirt off.

Isn't... eh...

- T...Tassigny joining us for dinner? - Satigny.

Count Satigny. He's out studying the corn crop.

- He shows a great interest in agriculture. - Yes and in knowing how much you own.

I had to get rid of Pedro Segundo today.

Told him, he's never to show his face in Tres Marias again.

- Why? - Oh, why I just find him trying to turn...

the farm workers against me.

Preaching revolution! If not been for his father, I'd have shot him down at spot.

Oh, Good God!

I've spent my life trying to...

trying to help these people. I gave them everything.

Now this bastard Pedro turns up and talks to them about their rights.

- I know them, they need looking after. - They need justice, Papa, not charity.

Blanca, these people are like children.

They need a strong hand. It's a language they understand.

You can't stop this world from changing, Estaban.

No, but I can try.

I've decided to...eh... to run as a Conservative candidate for the Senate.

What do you think about that?

Politicians are just...

bandit and criminals.

Can't we close one of the windows?

- Aunt Ferula! - No.

Ferula is dead.

But it's impossible! I saw her,

- just 2 days ago, and she was perfectly well. - It's true, I know it's true.

Please,

Leave me alone with her.

Oh, Ferula.

If only you knew how much we miss you,

Blanca and I.

Talk about you almost every day.

You'd be so proud of Blanca.

Esteban has sent her lover away,

but they meet secretly by the river.

She is do brave, and, strong,

true to her feelings.

I'll always remember you.

Till we meet again.

All of you!

You have a right to speak up and make demands!

You have a right to stand up against your oppressors!

The landowners depend you, because you are the ones who make the wheel spin around.

You're the ones who do the work.

You make it possible for them to live in comfort!

You've a right to join unions!

That's why you should make demands, and stand unions and organize yourself!

If you stop working, there will be no more patrons!

If I set eyes on you again, I'll blow your brains out? Do you hear that?

Do you hear that?

- Come. - Excuse me for...

I was... eh...

I was down by the river and I couldn't sleep because of heat.

I went for a walk by the river,

and... there I saw them.

I saw my future bride lying naked.

- Naked in the arms of... - Who? Tell me! Who was it?

Tell me!

The Indian.

The revolutionary.

I'll kill him! I'll kill that bastard!

Where is he?

You tell me where he is? Bastard. You tell me where he is now! I'll kill you, where is he?

I'll never tell you!

Never!

I'll kill him!

You tell me where he is!

Open up these gates!

This is your fault! You're the one who brought her up without any senses of morals,

without a religion, without principles. She has no idea who she is!

She's my daughter.

If she did this with someone from a decent family, maybe, maybe I could understand.

But with that scumbag, that sneaky, dirty son-of-a-bitch! I'll kill him!

I swear on my mother's soul, when I find him, he'll wish...

- he's never been... - Pedro's done nothing you haven't done...

yourself. You've also slept with women not of your own class.

But he did it for love, and so did Blanca...

Clara, my angel.

Come on.

- Come. - No!

Come on.

I'll never speak to you again.

Never!

We should soon be moving back to my parent's house in town.

We'll all gonna to miss you, señora Clara.

I shall miss you,

miss you too.

I'm leaving, Patron.

Why?

I don't want to be here when you catch up with my son.

Have you found him?

Not yet, patron, but we're still searching.

I want him myself. I'll offer a reward, I don't care how much.

- Why do you take it so personally, patron? - Because it is personal!

- I want to warn you, - I know the laws of this country.

What the hell are you doing, here? Can't see you I'm eating!

I know where Pedro is hiding.

How do you know?

Will you give me the reward,

Patron?

How do you know?

Everybody knows where he's hiding,

except you.

- You show me, so I know you're not lying. - You'll give me the reward, Patron?

Take care of the horses.

A telegram for you, señor.

The reward, patron.

Squealers don't get rewards.

- You're gonna marrying my daughter. - What you mean?

I mean exactly what I say. I want a Whisky.

I had a telegram, to say she was pregnant.

- So you're marrying her. - But, it's not me, it's that Indian.

- It's that revolutionary. - I don't know what are you talking about?

It must be something you dreamt.

- There's must be a misunderstanding. - No, you fool count.

I know what exactly the sort of man you are. I'm not a fool.

So, you and I gonna to make a deal.

I'm offering you what you've always been after. My money.

Just so my grandchild can bear your idiotic name!

You understand?

- Where's your mother? - She doesn't want to see you.

- I found you a husband for you. - I'm not getting married.

- And a father for your bastard. - I'm not getting married,

- papa. - Oh, yes, you are. You'll marry him.

I'm going to be a senator now. I don't want people to know I've a bastard in the family.

I thought we already had several.

Besides, I'm in love with someone else.

Blanca, you should know Pedro Segundo is dead.

I killed him myself.

So it would be best if you forget about him right away.

Would you please ask my husband and his friend to leave my house immediately?

Sir, I'm afraid I have to ask you to leave the house.

God, how I hate Papa.

No.

No, don't cry my love.

Too many tears will hurt the baby...

and make her unhappy.

- I could kill him. - No.

You should never seek revenge, it does no one any good.

Besides...

Pedro is still alive.

How do you know?

I dreamed it.

You won't see him now, for a very long time...

because he has to hide.

He can't come out until the world has changed.

I'm so...

proud of you for not getting married.

- Why did you marry Papa? - Because I loved him.

Oh, I did.

I was fascinated by him.

He was strong,

and courageous.

He's just been fighting all of his life.

But you must know...

nothing your Papa does comes from malice.

He just has too much energy.

And still love him.

I do.

He is my life...

just like you are.

To uphold those values...

that all right-thinking people embrace...

- You don't want to go to the hotel? - No.

- Would you rather go home to Tres Marias? - No.

Just... drive around for a while.

I'll tell you.

Clara.

I'm sorry.

The door was open. I...

Forgive me, Clara.

Forgive me for...

everything I've done to you.

Forgive me for what I've done to Blanca.

Forgive me, Clara.

I'd like to stay here with you for a while, if you don't mind.

I don't want to go back to Tres Marias.

I miss you so.

I miss our family.

You don't have to talk to me.

Just let me stay here with you.

It occurred to me...

I'm a grandfather.

And I've never seen my granddaughter.

Come on, Alba, sweetheart. Blow them all out in one breath, one big breath, go, go.

One candle left, Alba.

- So you have a secret sweetheart. - Well, Alba.

Are you going to tell us who it is? Tell Mommy.

It's, Grandpa!

Let's not make Grandma jealous. You gonna sit down and we'll eat the cake.

Have you heard the results of latest of opinion polls?

Oh, I wouldn't worry about them.

It's always like that.

I think we'll have the best results ever.

Good for the Country.

We must be careful to not underestimate the opposition.

I don't know how anyone can take the opposition seriously.

- Dreamers, romantics. - Eat up your cake, sweetheart.

I mean, when did the Left ever win a democratic election?

Never! And even a child could see...

that the Left are the enemies of democracy.

Look at history.

When were revolutionaries ever freely elected to power?

- It's so easy for you. - I know what I'm talking about.

I know what this country needs.

If it was up to you Papa, nothing would ever change, nothing.

You see things only in black or white, the survival of the fittest.

- That's the law of nature. - It's the law of the jungle.

God, you are so primitive.

Your world is so small, so infinitely small.

Blanca, my dear, you're a true Utopian.

- You put your face to the world doesn't exist. - Would you kindly...

ask my husband to respect the fact it's my granddaughter's birthday today?

Yes, señora.

- I'm to ask the senator... - I'm sorry, Clara.

Would you ask my husband to make sure our guests have something...

- to drink? - Sir, I have to ask you...

Would you like a little cognac... liquor?

- Blanca, liqueur? - Cognac, please. I'll see who it is.

- Who are you? - I want to see Senator Trueba.

The Senator is busy.

Are you Blanca?

Yes, I am.

Haven't I seen you somewhere before?

Yes.

- Who are you? - I'm a relative of the Senator.

Wait here.

Excuse me.

What all this about you being a relative of mine?

Don't you remember me...

Patron?

What do you want?

Come on, hurry up, I have visitors, here.

I want to join the army and I need money for my education.

You should've stayed in the country side. Well...

- You still owe me that reward. - Yes, I know.

I'll call the Military Academy in the morning.

I know the people there.

They'll give you a scholarship.

Get out.

And don't come bother me again.

S. Trueba, it been the count almost complete, it looks people had voted differently this time.

Do you think the Conservative Party has lost this election?

Not at all!

We shall win. The country will win, no doubt about that.

- I believe in people's common sense. - Nevertheless, senator...

- the tide seems to have turned against you. - We are the defenders of our democracy.

We will always won.

- We'll win again. - Papa, you stubborn old fool!

...just wait for the results, shall we. Then we can all celebrate.

I think...

I believe, we now have the final results.

While we wait... while we wait for the results...

Gentlemen, they are still counting the last votes.

The opposition, the People's Front, has won an overwhelming victory.

- We won! We won! - Oh, Mama, Mama, we won!

We won!

After being in power for a more than a generations,

the Conservatives have been beaten,

rejected by voters, up and down of the country.

This, is a sensational victory for the People's Front.

People, who once called subversives, revolutionaries, enemies of the state,

are openly celebrating tonight.

Hello.

Just a moment. Blanca, telephone.

Who is it?

Where are you?

Alba, this is a very good friend of mine.

- Say hello nicely. - Hello.

Let's sit down.

Do you want to come with Mommy?

Ok.

Great.

Once they have a rabbit.

These are my old angels wings, my mother made me, yes.

Take around here.

No food, no clothes, shoes,

no spare parts, nothing.

You're just a bad loser, Papa.You know quite well who's behind the strikes.

- Everybody knows. It's sabotage. - They're gonna take Tres Marias off me.

Everything I've been worked for,

they'll give it away...

give it away to the people.

- My property! - We'll be all rights.

Something must be done.

- And quickly. - Ok. So, here we go again,

- back to the solution to our problems. - You just don't understand, Blanca.

- Law order, more police, more mad generals. - Why do you say they're mad generals?

They just care about their country, same as I do.

They wanna put little order back to this place.

Grandma!

Alba!

I... think I need to lie down...

in my calm, blue sea of silk.

Are you very ill, Grandma?

I think I'm beginning to leave this world, my love.

But you mustn't never be afraid of death, Alba.

Dying is just a change, like being born.

You know I've always been in touch with the spirits on the other side.

And when I get there,

I'll be in touch with you,

and all the others.

Do you understand, love?

So, please, give these to your mama.

They will help her...

reclaim the past.

Perhaps they'll...

help her, to... see...

the relationship between events more clearly.

And some day she may need these...

for something... other than adornment.

Tell Grandpa...

Tell Grandpa I promise I will come back...

and fetch him.

- Darling! - Grandma is dead.

- What's happend? - Grandmother is dead.

- What, what? - Grandma is dead.

Papa!

It's very difficult to survey the situation.

Events are developing in great speed.

The new democratically-elected government is under attack by our military.

The armed units of our country,

and now are under the command of officers sympathetic to the coup.

Rumor says the Conservative Party, supertises and stands behind the coup.

And they will take control as soon as the military has brought order back to country.

It is now a fact that the country is controlled by the armed forces.

To the country!

Shit!

Let's go! Let's go! Come on, come on!

Push, push, push!

You cover the back, we'll gonna stay here, front.

Senator!

What's going on?

We'd like to see your daughter.

My daughter?

She's under suspecion of subversive activities,

and we have a warrant for her arrest.

Are you completely mad?

It's just a mistake! Let me see the warrant.

Everything will be all right, my darling. I'll maybe back soon.

Come with me, come with me.

This... this is a mistake.

I'm Senator Trueba. Don't you recognize me?

- For God's sake, man! - Shut up!

In my own house!

- In my own h... - Just shut up!

You old fool!

Don't you know, your daughter is going with a revolutionary called Pedro Segundo?

My father is a very old man.

May I have a moment alone with him,

just to say goodbye?

Please?

Papa.

Papa, Papa, listen to me.

Pedro is here.

- He's hiding in the cellar. - No! No!

Papa.

If they find him, they'll kill him. Do you understand, Papa? These men are dangerous.

They can kill me, the can kill you. They can kill all of us.

No.

You know what love is like.

And I love Pedro the way you loved Mama.

- No. - He's my entire life, Papa.

And he's Alba's father.

You have influential friends. Help him if you can, Papa.

Help him get out of the country.

- No. - Don't make your grandchild fatherless, Papa.

Do you hear me? I beg you...

Let Alba keep her father.

She needs him, she needs him.

They won't touch you.

Don't be afraid, my love. I'll go to see the Minister in the morning.

Everything is just a mistake.

Don't be afraid!

Keep your hands still!

Come on.

You, hold up there!

Where are you going?

Where are you taking her?

Good evening, Blanca.

Blanca.

We would like you to tell us where your lover is.

I want to go to the toilet.

It'd be wise to cooperate.

I want to go to the toilet.

Stop there.

- May I see your papers. - Trueba, I'm here to see the Minister.

Very well, carry on.

You there!

What, you...? Leave me alone!

Get out of the way!

- Stand clear! - I'm Senator Trueba!

I demand to see the Minister.

Sit down!

Now!

Sit down!

You're going, now.

I demand an explenation. where is my daughter? Why she was arrested last night?

Answer me! Where is my daughter?

Let me have your car keys.

Congress has been shut down and your congressional privileges impounded.

You're all out of your minds.

Who give, you think was, established contact with your generals,

Who you do think forged the link with the Americans,

whose money and reputation...

guaranteed you, weapons?

Do you know who I am?

And then you arrest my daughter...

and want to confiscate my car.

Let me speak to the Minister.

You'll deal with me.

- I insist, I must speak to the Minister! - There is no Minister, anymore!

You deal with me now.

Understand?

You want to find out where your daughter is? Fill in the forms.

You and your friends still have economic power. But we run the country.

Now...

give me the car keys.

Low Blanca.

Who are you?

You'd better start talking to me, Blanca.

I know your voice.

Who are you?

I want to use the toilet.

Now, you'll start talking, you hear me?

- I've nothing to tell you, bastard! - Talk to me now.

- You talking to me now. - I've nothing to tell you, you bastard!

Who are you?

You want to know who I am?

You want to know who I am?

You smell good.

Can you imagine, we have the same blood in our veins.

Nobody.

I can't find anybody who...

can or... or will...

help me find my daughter.

You're an important person now, Transito.

You know everybody.

Sooner or later, they all come here.

For old time's sake, Transito,

please help me,

help me find my daughter.

I still owe you a favour, Patron.

...cannot judge what is good for himself or for others.

- This man will desecrate... - You should eat something, Grandpa.

the past of our beloved people. Erode our proud traditions.

Like mites and parasites, these evil fo...

Will Mommy be back soon?

How could I be so wrong?

How could I be so wrong?

This is Esteban Trueba. I'd like to speak to the Ambassador.

John!

No, not well, John.

Not anybody feel well these days. It's terrible what's happening in this country.

I feel...

personally ashamed.

I feel everything is my fault.

But I didn't call to gain your sympathy. I called because I need your help.

For old time's sake.

I realize what I'm about to ask is beyond what diplomacy permits.

And I know, it's dangerous, it's very dangerous, but...

is somebody I need to help.

I've come to take you out of here.

Why?

Because you're not safe here.

Go to hell!

Please, come with me.

Please.

Senator Trueba to see the Ambassador.

Can I see your papers, sir?

Search the trunk!

Open the trunk!

Please, step out of the car.

We need to search it.

Step out of the car!

Get out of the car!

Stay where you are,

you old civilist fool.

It's clean.

You can open it.

- Open! - Open the gate!

She doesn't respond anymore.

You must not wish for death, my child.

That's not what's important.

Death will come no matter what.

You must fight to live...

for life is a miracle.

And Alba needs you.

She's waiting for you.

Who's this?

Yes.

You did?

Thank you, Transito.

Thank you.

Remember the curfew. Don't move till sunrise.

What have they done to you, my child?

I thought I'd never see you again.

I thought I'd die alone and miserable,

- Like Ferula said I would... - Papa.

Is Pedro...?

Safe.

Safe.

He's waiting for you in Canada.

Let's hope he's a better father than I was.

You did your best, Papa.

I was once very angry with you.

I even hated you.

You know about that.

While I was in prison, I thought only of revenge,

not on you but, I was obsessed by thoughts of revenge.

I would avenge all those who should be avenged.

But now I'm not so sure of my hatred anymore.

I've begun to realize there must be...

a relationship between events, like Mama always said.

It's good to be back.

What is it, Papa?

I miss Clara.

Come on. Come and lie down.

Thank you, Blanca dear.

There.

That's better now.

Go now, Blanca.

Go to Alba.

Clara.

My dearest.

My angel.

My mother wrote everything down to keep track of time.

What she wrote in her diaries has helped me overcome my terrors.

And today I ask myself if I want to...

contribute to the endless story of hatred, blood and revenge.

But I can't find a reason for that anymore.

To me, life is...

my daughter,

Pedro,

the light, the day,

this very moment,

the memories,

the future.

To me, life itself has become the most important thing.