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Sir! Sir! Are you Duarte?

Juan Pablo Duarte?

That is me! What can I do for you, young lady?

My dad would like to talk to you,

he said it was urgent.

Can you tell me who your father is?

Mr. Urdaneta, Pedro Carlos Urdaneta.

Urdaneta is a military...

Well... tell him I'll go as soon as I can.

But my father says is urgent!

He says is business!

Lord! Tell him I'll go right away!

You're not from these lands.

I mean, you're not Venezuelan.

I'm Dominican.

Where?

From Dominican Republic.

Excuse my ignorance...

Where do you say you're from?

It doesn't matter.

Dominican Republic is a country...

...very beautiful...

...that's growing in the Caribbean.

Near Cuba... and Puerto Rico.

Now I remember.

A while ago I read something in the papers.

That used to be Haiti.

You are Haitian and were exiled.

Not exactly.

Sir.

I'm an exiled man, yes...

But I am Dominican!

You're finally here!

You had us starving!

But a gentleman always keeps his promises:

until Juan Pablo arrives,

food won't be served.

-Hi, mother. -God bless you, son.

Dad... there was no need to starve the family,

let alone for me.

Now we're all gathered in family.

This food looks delicious, let's eat 'cause

we're all hungry.

Do you smoke, Mr. Duarte?

No thank you! You are very kind.

You're denying yourself one of the

greatest pleasures of life.

I've enjoyed your company very much.

I have fully enjoyed the conversation.

Promise me we'll meet again.

That way, you'll tell me more about

your homeland.

It shall be done!

I liked you too!

Good evening!

Bonjour!

No, no... You may stay sitting.

I was just nearby and I wanted to pay you...

...a courtesy visit.

I see business is going... very well!

Indeed, Governor.

Due to... the stability and guarantees offered

by my government...

I hope you're paying taxes... correctly.

Everything is going very well.

Mr. Governor!

Forgive my meddling. I wanted to ask you

when are you planning to reopen the schools

and the university.

The young people's impetus...

Everything on its time, Duarte boy.

Well, gentlemen... I shall leave.

We have many things to do and

the day is not long enough.

Farewell!

Whoever threw this shit in my house...!

Come and tell it to my face!

Come out, if you're a man!

You coward!

This cannot continue like this.

What are you saying?

That this cannot continue like this!

People stay silent. They don't say a thing.

They do nothing!

They support this regime like it's natural!

Is it that chains don't bother us anymore?

-Juan Pablo... -They must stand for our values!

I think we should take a moment...

-Wait things to calm down... -To calm down?

Or to die?

And surrender to the Haitians,

and let the fight be over.

Listen to me, this nation's separation

does not depend on a day or a person.

It depends of all of us!

All of us!

Fuck!

I'm so glad to see you.

I am too, father.

But come in, sit.

You know something?

A few days ago... I was thinking of you...

...and I'd tell myself: Gaspar...

you're too old for Juan Pablo's impetus.

You don't change.

I know what you mean, eh?

And I have a surprise to you.

Tell me, father.

I've already organized the

subject of philosophy!

With it, we'll be able to recruit the best young

man of this city

to the cause that you and I both,

-...have been yearning for years. -Freedom.

Freedom from the governor!

Thank you father, I knew I could count on you.

It couldn't have been other away, son.

I know of the greatness of your ideals.

Of your heart's nobility,

of your soul,

and your spirit.

Thank you father.

Rupture rumors have been sounding.

I hope that's all they are...

...simple rumors of rupture.

Thinking about this... I don't see how.

We don't have guns or an army.

Nothing!

Besides, General Jerome-Maximilian Borgella,

the governor of this side of the island,

has managed to integrate as a

gentleman into our society,

respecting our rights as children of God.

And loyal to the established government.

Hello, Juan Pablo, how are you?

My dear Chepita!

Good, good. Sit, son, take a sit.

We can speak freely in this place. Tell me,

what am I good for?

You see, Chepita...

You are familiar to the fight we're heading.

You know we are looking for a place...

to gather and discuss our ideas.

You, better than no one, know my ideas,

my yearnings.

Come on, Chepita!

I knew you'd say yes!

Of course, Of course I would.

Who's the professor?

His name is Ramon, Matias Ramon Mella.

He is a Haitian government official

or something like that.

He has strong creole roots, though.

-Juan Isidro! -Brother, so good to see you!

You too, Juan Isidro.

I see you're training, as you should.

I present to you a master of saber and sword.

Matias Ramon Mella.

Thank you, we do what we can.

I can knock it down in a punch!

You're facing a powerful man!

Mr. Serra!

Mr. Serra, if you lose concentration...

...concentration, you'll be hurt.

You need to be alert. Come, I'll help you.

Forgive me, Juan Pablo.

I came to tell you that I shall

go with you to the audience.

To the stolen lands business.

Thank you.

Do it firmly, more firm...

I knew I could count on you.

By the way, who is defending you?

Strong!

That's it!

My friends recommended him.

Come on.

He's some...

Franciso del Rosario Sanchez.

People say he's a warrior at court.

Franciso del Rosario Sanchez.

I'm worried about one thing, though.

The man is black.

Him being black means he's not smart?

That he can't protect you?

Do it right. You need to have a fixed view.

As you know, your honor

my client,

Mr. Jose Maria Sierra,

was taken by surprised in his good faith

when, as a man of God,

wanted to give a temporary roof to a family

at his San Pablo post.

Just like a good christian would!

However, this group of unconscious...

...moved, by only God knows what,

claim these lands as their own.

Even knowing that their bones

shall burn at hell

for this terrible lie,

that will weight on their souls.

And their relatives’, as well.

That is our case, your honor.

Ladies... Gentlemen... Your attention!

I shall dictate sentence!

This court accepts as good and valid

the allegations and evidence

presented by Mr. Serra’s attorney,

Francisco del Rosario Sanchez.

In such virtue,

it dictates the following sentence.

It recognizes as the lawful owner

to Mr. Jose Maria Serra,

of the lands in conflict.

Order in the room! Order in the room!

For such reason,

the occupants

must leave

the place immediately.

If they don't

they'll be judge by justice

for disobedience to authority.

The session is over.

Good!

-Juan Pablo. -Mr. Serra.

-Congratulations. -Thank you.

There are your lands.

Thank you.

Gentleman.

Congratulations. You are a great litigant.

Straight to morality.

Blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee.

Gentlemen...

Excuse my tardiness,

someone had to make sure we weren't followed.

Remember,

the real motives of this reunion

are known only by us.

We we'll gather in groups of three.

And none must know the origin or

whereabouts of the other two.

That way, if something happens...

something bad,

like imprisonment...

...or death...

...the other two will leave

in release plan.

Without fear of falling before the regime.

I say without fear 'cause this reunion

is for men committed to the fatherland.

Men that don't care to sacrifice their goods

if necessary.

Even... their lives.

This is a pact of blood.

All of you know the oath.

Yes.

Raise your right hand.

Let's vow.

In the name of the holy,

the most blessed, indivisible Trinity of God

all mighty, I swear and vow for my honor

and my consciousness

in the hands of our President

Juan Pablo Duarte,

to cooperate with my person, life and property

for the definitive separation from

the Haitian government

and create a free republic,

sovereign and independent of all

foreign domination.

It shall be named Dominican Republic.

From this humanistic tribune

that we start today

let's talk about the ideas of the men.

About humanity's ideas.

For such reason...

...today I've wanted to start this subject...

...with a topic...

...that's very important.

And it is...

...Fray Anton de Montesinos

Advent Sermon...

...that as you all know...

...was one of the first claims...

...on human rights.

Since in this sermon,

in this homily,

Montesinos demanded

more respect for aborigines' life.

They were subjected to

all kinds of opprobrium and harassment...

...to satisfy...

...the greed...

...of a few.

How are your parishioners, father Gaspar?

Very good Monsignor, as God commands.

And how are you?

As God commands...

Close to the poor and those who need us most.

Our thing, father, is to evangelize.

Catechize.

Spreading the word of God like seeds

for it to germinate and multiply

among the believers.

That... Monsignor...

...it's my mission.

And I comply it to the letter...

…Monsignor.

Now, go to your congregation

they must be wondering for your whereabouts.

Only God knows if the devil is

taking advantage of them.

To tempt them.

A battalion of the Haitian Guard is coming.

They want to imprison us.

Leave it to me!

It is time someone puts them in their place.

Don't, leave it to me. I do know how to handle them!

-Calm down. -Calm down!

-What do you mean calm down? -Calm down!

Patience is the mother of virtues.

Are you looking to ruin our plan?

Our liberation plan?

For just a moment of wrath?

Calm down. Let's sit.

Attention, soldiers.

I don't want any excess or misunderstanding.

Fulfill your duty and nothing more.

Be aware of your surroundings.

Don't want anyone escaping through the back

or others coming close to the house.

-Is it clear? -Yes sir!

Good evening, officer.

-Good evening, madame Perez. -Tell me.

I heard a group of men gathers here very often.

I created a group with young men of the city

and I baptized it with the name of

the Society of Young Marians.

You can come in if you like.

Come in, for you to see with your own eyes.

How is that? Come in.

Come in, come in. Come in.

Marian brothers...

Today we're analyzing the book of Exodus.

The book where Moises freed the Hebrew

from the slavery to which it was subjected

by the Egyptian people.

If you'll excuse me, gentlemen.

Madame Perez, please forgive my interruption.

After many years,

the King of Egypt died.

The sons of Israel groaned due to slavery

and claimed to God.

And their cry because of slavery...

...was heard by God.

Mr. Urdaneta, I've not been able to receive

the money to pay you, as promised.

I really am very sorry.

Remember not everything is about

money and problems, Mr. Duarte.

I invited you to lunch, Mr. Duarte,

because I find you are a good man.

And, because I was very interested in the

conversation we had last time.

When you spoke to me about your fatherland.

Mr. Machado, I'm speaking to Mr. Duarte.

This is brief, is merely to precise...

I didn't treat you as I should have.

-There's no need. -As a man of your rank deserves.

It is not big deal, Mr. Urdaneta.

I'm just a person... I'm regular.

Like any other man that hears

the claims of his people to separate

from a social group radically

different in behavior, language...

Even in the way to enjoy lunch!

Our forces cannot give in.

The fight cannot abate.

We need to recruit more man

to help us with the cause,

to help us find funds to buy weapons,

to buy munitions... at any price, in any way!

Finding adepts is not so hard...

the hard part is finding money for the guns

and the parks.

Frankly, my pockets are empty by now.

I think is best to stop for a while

till there is a better chance.

Stop?

We cannot give a step backwards!

It would be like treason to all

the people that trusted us!

There is too much at stake here.

Yes, sure.

It is easy for you.

You have nothing to lose if this crumbles.

-Repeat what you said! -Gentlemen!

-Repeat what you say! Repeat it, fuck! -Gentlemen!

Behave!

Save your strength and that impetus of yours

for another time!

For what its forth...

...my family gave all of its goods an properties

for the cause.

If it's necessary, we'll end up in the streets.

We don't care, as long as this fatherland

is free.

Dominican Republic's independence

does not depend on a few coins.

It depends on everyone's integrity!

Mr. Santana.

-Pedro Santana? -No, Ramon Santana.

I was hoping to run into your brother,

but it is a pleasure to meet you.

You too, the thing is we are twins.

They confuse us all the time.

but you can count with both of us.

Same.

What did Mr. Duarte wanted with me?

For us to join to the fight.

To get the Haitians out of our territory.

What did you say?

That we're tired of our cattle being rob,

that our livestock is being bought at

whatever price people want.

That we, but especially you,

wan to...

...rip off the head...

to everyone who smells of Haitian.

What? Did I do wrong?

Let the Haitians be prepared...

...we're burning them down.

And those little city lords too,

'cause if the countryman arrives to the city

takes it all if not given!

And if we don't fit, we push!

Are we fucking clear?

Are we clear?

Roxane... Roxane... Roxane...

My love... Roxane... I respect and admire...

and love, Roxane's love. Roxane!

Roxane!

This long nose...

...inhales the morning

when you used to come to me, Roxane!

Oh, Roxane!

The dawn, with the dew and your eyes

it's something, something... to be awaken for.

Roxane!

Roxane! My love! Roxane!

My love, Roxane!

Before you, gentlemen, Cyrano de Bergerac.

Gentlemen,

I have a bright idea.

What?

Making this people aware of what's happening

requires something very aggressive.

-But the pas... -The pasquinade were not enough!

But Pablo, with the pasquinade we've enough.

No, no we don't.

We need something more direct.

That touches the people's hearts.

That is too risky. We'd be taking

-an even greater risk! -No, no!

The Haitians won't even notice,

it'll be a smart strategy.

We need something popular,

that the people loves.

Something entertaining but enlightening,

a message of liberation...

Well...

What is your proposal?

Be creative. Think.

Footlights, scenarios...

...actors...

-Theater! -Theater.

I am the artist of the family.

I have charisma and presence.

Bravo.

Bravo, Rosa, bravo!

I can tell you were a man of the home.

What I mean to say is, you always ate at home.

Always sharing with your family.

It's like you say.

Santo Domingo had a beautiful family.

My father, my mother, my siblings...all of them.

Those... were beautiful times.

Good times, were you still could...

...dream.

It's sad to live without a family.

Thank you, Rosa.

We know you're an expert in telling stories

that expose your brother.

In this occasion, though, I'd like for...

Juan Pablo to show one of his many facets,

and it is the one of poetry declarer.

So delight us with a poetry of your

favorite author.

Well, apparently Rosa ain't the only one that

that puts me in difficult situations.

However, as my friend requested it,

and you deserve it...

I'm going to recite some verses of

Tirso de Molina.

The Sun comes out by the bright sky,

golden brown clouds... profiling,

and with its light, the mountains nuancing...

Hey...

don't look at me like that,

you're making me nervous.

That wasn't part of the poem, it was a joke.

My little bird...

My little bird...

My little bird...

How are you today?

Here I brought your food.

It's for you to remain strong and handsome!

And for your wings... Your wings!

Remain long and long!

Then I'll cut them off!

Little bird, my dear little bird...

Leave the bird alone! Witch!

Yes, that's right! Leave him fly on his own!

Bird killer! Freedom!

Freedom! Freedom!

Bravo!

Bravissimo!

A round of applause for my actors!

People! The show is about to start.

Actors...

Actors.

Keep in mind the message we want to send.

Transmit it!

No matter how oppressed we are

no matter how oppressed we are!

Nature's strength, the Divine strength!

It will give us the power to fight back

and defeat. Fight back and defeat!

Yes... we will defeat the oppressor,

the executioner! To the invader!

Come, my relatives, to make this invader

sink as a rock

that hits the bottom of the ocean.

Shut up, you bastard!

Shut up, you bastard without a homeland!

Never again!

-Never again! -I'll make you regret your words.

Even at the cost of my blood!

All! All! All of us! The people united

will get its own freedom

once and for all!

Believe me, sir from the other shore

believe me right!

If we don't succeed, our children will!

We will be, we will be the homeland!

Freedom! Freedom!

Does anyone know what freedom is?

Freedom...

is to live without being controlled.

Is not having to ask for permission

to take a walk.

Freedom...

...it's a state of mind.

Freedom...

...it's a right you cannot, must not, give up!

No individual...

No society...

Freedom...

is a state of consciousness

that's collective!

That... is what freedom is.

Let's say business

Then suddenly, the merchandise stops

arriving to the businesses

for restrictions imposed by the government.

That would be bad,

Mr. Duarte...

-If you want me to... -Don't interrupt me, please.

Or even worst, that all Duartes have to...

...close their doors.

Or maybe...

...that a fire consumes all of the merchandise

in every warehouse and deposits.

That would be bad...

...Mr. Duarte.

I warn you... that current and its actions

against the government are not tolerated.

If you engage in this...

What if he does, Mr. Governor?

You think you can come and trample on us

on behalf of your authorities and government?

You think we don't have rights?

'Cause we do have them,

and we are defending them.

Whatever the cost may be!

Shit.

Calm down, Mrs. Manuela, calm down.

Messrs...

It has been a pleasure.

De Lemac, come here.

I have many eyes at my commands,

but two more...

...are never too much.

Gentlemen...

...they're coming for us.

Officers.

We meet again...

...and this time, you're coming with me.

Right on, officer.

Duarte! Duarte! Duarte! Duarte!

Freedom for Duarte! Freedom for Duarte!

Comrades!

Dominicans!

We are fine!

We're certain we will leave this place.

You go to your homes, to your families.

We will remain fighting!

Freedom!

-Freedom! -Freedom!

Through this decree and protected by the

Haitian laws of good behavior

and good manners, we conclude that:

The citizen Juan Pablo Duarte y Diez

has been exiled to Venezuela for

being considered a conspirator against

the government of Haiti.

Dear parents...

...the fatherland is living a period of

brave choices, where any hesitation

would set us back to a path plagued

by fights and sacrifices.

Much to my regret,

knowing everything at stake,

I ask you to collect our goods and properties

and put them at the service of the cause

of Republican Dominican's Independence.

Soon,

it'll be free and sovereign from all

foreign power.

I love you very much,

Juan Pablo Duarte y Diez.

This warehouse is locked down!

For its owners conspired against

the citizen peace and the government

of Haiti.

So there were many hardships

those days of 1884.

They were days of big decisions.

A terrible time, where we were playing our

destiny as a free nation.

Freedom!

Once and for all!

Even if the price to pay were our blood...

For what you tell me of those days,

you, above everything,

were always convinced about the fight

and it's purpose.

That's how it was, Mr. Urdaneta.

The fatherland... was always a

sacred commitment

for which I was willing to give

my life.

If my death could gain us freedom...

Death... If I would've know....

Good afternoon, gentlemen.

Felipe come close.

With your permission I'd like to read

this document that I prepared

at your request.

Manifest of the people on the east side of

the previously called the Spaniard island

or Santo Domingo,

about its separation from the

Republic of Haiti.

Appealing to its rights,

driven by 22 years of oppression,

and hearing the moaning everywhere for the

fatherland...

...the population of the east side of the

island, previously the Spaniard or

Santo Domingo...

has taken the firm resolution

to forever separate from the

Haitian republic

and constitute a free and sovereign state.

Dominicans...

...for the union...

...the most opportune moment is presented.

From Neiba to Sabada

from Azua to Monte Cristo

all of the opinions are unanimous!

There's no single Dominican in this moment

that doesn't scream with enthusiasm:

Separation!

Separation!

-To fatherland and freedom. -Separation!

-Separation! - Gentlemen, gentlemen...

Let's proceed to sign.

The appointed time has arrived!

For us to be a free, sovereign populace

of all foreign power!

Free!

Like any other country in the world!

Freedom! Freedom!

In case we don't accomplish our gold...

...death...

would be more honorable for all of us

present tonight.

-Separation or death! -Separation!

Towards the earl's door!

Yes!

Separation!

Officer Martin Girobi...

At your orders my commander Mella!

We came to occupy the fortress, like we planed

The fortress surrenders as agreed.

The guard changes command

to the independence groups, sir.

Separation! Separation! Separation!

We have summoned you, as you all know,

to choose the members of the

of the government board.

This board will organize the country

and will call elections to

elect the president,

the ministries and the other

powers of the state.

And who chose you to represent us?

As far as I'm concerned,

no one has to represent me!

I'm a patriot as all of you.

Even more, I invested in the cause!

Time is what we don't have, gentlemen.

He have information that the Haitian

government does not accept

our independence.

And they are preparing their army to attack!

The best would be...

...to organize a provisional government board.

One to organize the country.

You can present your aspirations,

and let the people decide our best

representatives.

There is nothing like freedom!

Long live the Dominican Republic!

Long live!

This is shameful.

They removed Sanchez...

and gave us no explanation!

Like we were no one! Like we didn't fight!

-Like we didn't freed... -They deny us the right...

...to participate in the big decisions

that have to be taken in this moment.

Gentlemen, the other group of society

conformed by Tomas Bobadilla

and Buenaventura Baez, have practically

laugh at our faces.

Those damn...!

What's wrong with them?

What is happening with them?

This is just a reflection... of what we

knew was coming.

Is this enough for your ideas to get cloudy?

It's never darker than when the dawn is near.

Breath.

Let the air blow!

Based on that...

...we will find a plan to gain back the position

we need to serve the fatherland.

To serve the Dominican Republic!

That is what matters!

Serve to the Dominican Republic!

Even if it costs us sweat and blood!

God, fatherland and freedom!

Where are the enemies? I don't see them around.

I don't see enemies around.

Are you lying to me? You are lying to me!

With your permission,

my general Pedro Santana.

The General Juan Pablo Duarte says he wants

to meet you immediately.

What General? He is no General!

I am the only General there is!

The only General there is, is you...

-...Mr. Pedro. -Tell him to... to leave!

-Go on. -As you command my General.

General Santana...

...this is the General Juan Pablo Duarte!

I come to offer my services to the fight...

...General.

Colonel.

Yes, General.

Make sure this man gets to Bani.

Yes, sir.

If not, stick to the consequences.

Clearer does not sing a rooster, my General.

With your permission.

A General, he says...

He is not.

Silence you all! Silence, fuck!

My General Pedro Santana

is going to talk to the troop.

Silence!

Go on, my General.

I'm a man who does not like to talk much.

Those who know me, they know it.

I don't like bullshit!

What I have to do, I do it and period!

If there's a man here that thinks less of

himself than Haitians,

let him be gone after them!

To take care of their things!

If we want to have a country free of Haitians...

...he have to fight with everything!

You have to march with me...

...and rip off the roots!

Let there be not even one left!

On guard, swordsmen.

Let's rip them off!

There is a list here...

...with the names...

...of this fatherland's traitors!

And my enemies!

The enemies... of our society.

Read.

Listen carefully.

Juan Pablo Duarte Diez.

Jose Maria Serra.

Francisco del Rosario Sanchez.

Matias Ramon Mella.

Rosa Duarte Diez.

We will have children...

...and the children of our children...

...they'll be strong! And free!

And proud of our fatherland.

It is not long until dawn.

We will run in the streets...

...happy!

Proclaiming our joy!

For being Dominicans... Dominicans!

We will hug our brothers...

...under the glorious mantle...

...that is our thee color flag.

Can you see it?

Can you see it?

The day becomes beautiful...

...and long lasting.

And the traitors...

...they won't be able to keep laughing at...

...at the good... men of the fatherland.

Beloved!

And at the end...

...the eternal independence ...will be born.

Eternal.

And the so longed peace...

...the light of freedom...

...will never give in.