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Ambulance.

Yeah. Yeah.

In here, love.

In here. It's

What happened?

He's collapsed on the couch.

Well, let's have a look at him, eh?

This is his granddaughter.

Where were you when this happened to him?

Here.

I'd just come in and found him on the couch.

What's his name? - Dave Carr.

Dave.

Dave.

Is he going to be all right?

Dave.

Dave.

No response there though.

No response?

How's he doing, love?

He's OK at the moment.

So let's just keep our fingers crossed, eh?

Yeah.

Do you have any other close relatives at all?

Just me mom.

She lives in Wales.

So, I mean, she doesn't see him often.

Her and me Dad have split up.

Paul, make the hospital.

He's just gone on us, mate.

Oh, god.

Have we lost him?

Oh, god, dad.

Sh sh sh.

It's all right, love.

It's all right.

It's all right, darling.

This-- this is...

This is the-- one of their militias going

to the Zaragoza front in--

in Aragon.

You can see all the cars.

They've got the name of the workers' organization

because they've all been nationalized.

They've all been taken over by the workers.

That is the union of--

of the-- the-- the railway workers.

This is the CNT, the anarchist union.

As you can see, their support-- the whole of Barcelona

is on the street, but with very few guns.

Most people haven't got guns.

You can see young, old, men, women--

these are the fascists.

The general.

The defenders of privilege.

This is what they're doing to us.

They are killed and left there just for being trade unionists.

Every defeat for us is a defeat for you.

Every step can take Franco closer to power in Spain

also take the fascists closer to power here.

If Franco wins the war, it would be a major boost

for fascists everywhere.

And before long, comrade, they will

drag all freedom-loving people down

to barbarism and-- and war.

Comrade, whether Spanish, or English,

or American or Chinese, we are one class of people,

with the same aspiration, the same hope

for a just and equal society.

Here.

Here.

I want you to join with us.

Make our fight your fight.

Let's come together.

Let's come together.

Let's take up the slogan "no pasarán--"

"they shall not pass." No pasarán.

No pasarán No pasarán No pasarán

Kit, I'm going over to Spain.

Just like that you're going to Spain?

Well, not just like that.

But, um, it will take a while to organize.

to Barcelona.

We'll sort it out from there.

Why you?

Why have you got to go?

Because I can.

I haven't got any kids.

what am I doing here, Kit?

I'm on 50 bob a week.

I'm, you know, on the dole.

No, there's millions of us out of work that--

I'm on-- I'm on the-- no.

Demonstrations, on the marches, and just--

I know. I've been there with you.

I know. But I want to do something.

And you can't do it here?

If-- we've got to do it-- we've got to do it now.

We've got to stop them.

Otherwise, Kit.

They'll have no future here.

I can't spare you?

Come on.

Dear Kit, well, I made it.

It was a bit tricky.

And the sea was rough.

I was glad to get off that ship.

But Larry, who smuggled me aboard, turned up trumps.

He got us ashore in one piece at Marseilles

and put us on the road to Spain.

And then I hitched a lift in a couple of lorries

to the border.

It seems there's no organization here

to help volunteers like me.

You just got to make your own way.

With no passport, crossing the wasn't easy.

And I had to walk across the Pyrenees.

I must have climbed for miles--

boots are all shot to pieces and my feet are steaming.

I was scared stiff, but we made it.

Care to sit down, sir?

Care to sit down, sir?

Now I'm in Spain.

And everything is so bright, it hurts your eyes.

I've copped a train for Barcelona.

Maybe I'll see some action.

He said that they could use your feet

as a weapon against Franco.

"What do you do here?"

Oh, I've come to fight for the republic.

Good?

Thanks.

Salud.

Gracias.

You smoke?

You smoke?

Oh, it's a pleasure.

My name is Bernard.

Bernard Goujon.

Well, pleased to meet you.

David Carr. - Uh-huh.

Bernard.

Do you smoke, lads?

Do you have, uh, papers, documentation?

Yeah, I-- I've got me party card.

The Communist Party of Great Britain membership.

Uh-huh?

Yeah.

What about you?

Look, it's like that.

See?

It's for a of the POUM.

- The what? - The POUM.

P-O-U-M. - POUM.

Never heard of that?

POUM-- never heard of the POUM.

It's Spanish Workers Party--

revolutionaries.

Oh. Hi.

Sí.

Bien.

"Welcome in Spain."

Thanks very much.

"Trade union is controlling all the line.

Gracias.

Uh, thanks.

Gracias.

Bienvenido.

Gracias.

So it's a present for you--

-for coming.

Don't have to pay?

No, no, you don't have to pay.

Thank you very much.

Thanks, comrade.

Gracias.

In Germany, I was a pastry cook.

Pastry? Lucky.

Really nice.

Yeah, pastry cook.

And you, Jean, what was your job?

11 years on the sea.

Bosun.

Yes. Ah.

OK.

I've just spent six days on the sea.

It was not for me.

I-- I was meant from Liverpool to Marseilles.

And I was sick all the time.

So--

I'm not a sailor.

I was a servant.

Cleaner.

Yeah, a servant.

A servant for an English family.

And the first day everything starts,

they went running to England.

So they left-- they--

they left me alone in Barcelona.

Nice people.

I'm free for the first time of my life.

You have the rifles?

Yes.

Antiques.

Antiques.

German.

Those are 1896.

Single load.

How many?

30.

You better use stick.

OK.

Get this off.

And take them over there into ..

Thanks.

When did you learn about guns?

Five years in French army.

I was sergeant.

Comrade, where are you from?

I'm Italiano. I'm from Milano.

Italiano?

So you know fascism?

Hey.

Hey.

Que?

Do you need some help?

No.

Hey, I .

Que?

- You taking the piss? - Do want to change?

Come here.

Sit down.

Sit down please.

Everybody, come here.

I know.

But I need more than I need ..

Sit down please.

sit down, bien.

OK.

In the other side of the hill are the trenches.

Our trenches.

And beyond them is the enemy.

And the only good soldier in DeFranco's army is a dead one.

My name is Vidal.

And I'm your captain.

We are the POUM.

And we organize this section of the-- of the front.

To the west of us are the anarchists.

And we fight together, comrades in arms, to defeat,

to destroy the fascists, and make

the workers' and peasants' revolution.

Understand?

Don't forget it.

You are welcome here because you are my speaking squad English.

OK?

We are proud to--

to have-- fight with our side.

Hey, David, look.

The whores are also with the front.

Yeah.

But the best-looking ones are back home.

Yeah?

Uh, good morning, Coogan.

Your reinforcements are here now.

Hello.

Hello.

Dear Kit, well, I'm a soldier now

with the POUM militia.

It's a people's army--

just ordinary men and women fighting for a cause,

not like the army back home.

There's no saluting.

We elect the officers.

And everything is discussed and voted on--

it's socialism in action.

I'm in a special section.

It's mainly internationals, but some Spanish.

And the common language is English.

So we get by.

An Irishman called Coogan is in charge.

We're all on the same pay--

10 pesetas a day--

which is for when we go on leave.

And we also get a packet of fags a day, which isn't bad.

It's a huge operation, with about 20,000

militia on this front alone.

I'm not in a communist brigade, but it

doesn't matter because we're all fighting the same enemy.

The food here is fucking brilliant!

"" es fucking muy bueno!"

Hey, do you have any cartridges?

How are you going? I do.

All right.

You must be used to this weather coming

from your godforsaken town, eh?

It never stops fucking raining.

You've been, have you?

Yeah, five years, Manchester.

Staying at the through prison bars.

And what did you get put down for?

Fighting the Brits.

All right.

You good? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Sal bien. - Fuck.

Save yourself.

Sal bien.

Yeah, oh, yeah.

There's all sorts here--

French, German, yanks, Spanish of course,

and a Scot by the name of Jimmy.

All good lads.

The frontline doesn't seem to move.

We watch the fascists.

And they watch us.

Lots of hanging about, waiting for something to happen--

digging trenches, going out on patrol, sentry duty.

But worst of all is the lice.

They're worse than the back home.

They send you mad.

They lay their eggs in the lining of your trousers.

And you can't get rid of them.

You're forever scratching.

The food's not great.

It's usually bread and beans, which gives us all a problem.

made us some cabbage and ribs.

The local women do the cooking.

It's strange to see women in the trenches,

fighting alongside the men.

But no need to worry, Kit.

None of them could hold a candle to you.

Max, you know what you said the other day when we

were coming down about Blanca being a whore,

you know, a prostitute?

Mm?

Blanca, is it?

Hmm? Hmm?

You said that Blanca was a prostitute, a whore?

Yeah, yeah.

Sure.

Yep.

Good one.

Good one.

- Good one. - Nah.

You's are winding me up.

Everybody knows it except you.

Maite.

Maite.

It's true.

What's you's got Maite involved for?

You know, hey, David, Blanca has told me some stories,

crazy ones--

hard life.

Hard life.

Hard one.

David--

In fact, José can tell you, you know.

Yeah.

He knows her very well, you know, because--

She knows how to do it.

She's good and cheap.

Good and cheap, yeah?

Leave me alone.

She's not ashamed.

David, it's the right moment.

I'll tell you.

Good luck. Watch your head.

Good luck.

Hello.

All right.

Yeah.

Want a cigarette?

No, thanks.

So I mean, I was just thinking if you're not busy

later on you might want to, um, you know, go for a walk

with me?

You know--

I don't understand you.

Maybe me and you, you know--

like with Coogan?

when we saw you the other day?

Hey.

Coogan is my man.

Mi compañero. - Oh.

Do you understand?

Yeah.

Sí.

Before the war, we lived together.

We joined in the military together.

You know, I'm sorry. I've got to--

- We fight together. - I'm sorry about that.

Sorry.

Yeah.

I'll see you later then.

You shallow bastards.

You-- you in a minute.

Have a nice time?

"Have a nice time?"

Yes, I did actually, ..

Huh? What's up?

Huh? David?

Look.

Yes.

Huh?

Fascist prisoners.

No.

as well.

How many?

Just Lawrence, Coogan, Jimmy.

I wonder where they found them. - Uh-huh.

Don't know.

This fucking senora wants a word with you.

Him and his sons--

we found them behind the lines doing a wrecky or something.

Anyway, they was lost.

Take them and get them something to eat, Jean.

OK. Vamanos.

No.

No.

No siento.

Coogan, aqui.

Oh, great.

Picard?

Hey.

Picard.

Picard.

Picard!

Picard. Picard.

Picard.

Por qué?

Picard!

Picard.

The photos will give you

some idea of how cold it was.

But what they don't show is how the rain turned

everything into freezing mud.

We seemed to spend all our time searching

for firewood-- anything that would burn and keep us warm.

This Coogan fella is a bit of a wild one.

he's always first on patrol and last one back.

He knows what he's doing, but he does take chances.

His girlfriend is called Blanca.

She's in our section.

She's a bit of a character, no--

sharp as a razor.

They're not always hanging onto one another,

but everyone knows they're a couple.

The worst thing about being here is doing nothing.

We seem to just sit around, talking and arguing politics

all the time.

I've come all this way to fight fascists.

And I can't get to grips with them.

But still, at last last things

not just the weather either.

Tomorrow is a big day.

We're attacking a village held by the fascists.

Think of us.

Lots of love, David.

Take off your sacks.

Jean! David!

Come on!

David!

David!

Come on.

You all right?

Max.

What's going on?

Watch out!

Watch out!

No, don't shoot!

No!

No!

Don't shoot!

Chuck us a cartridge.

Hey, chuck us a fucking cartridge.

There's women down there.

I don't give a fuck.

Give us a fucking cartridge!

Give me the fucking cartridge!

Coogan! Coogan!

Fuego!

Don't shoot!

They were anarchists.

They were young anarchists.

Somebody say to the priest in confession where they were.

He told this to the fascists.

He knew the fascists kill them.

OK.

I'll stay here with 20 men for three days.

Very nice indeed.

Ah, good.

Very nice.

Blanca.

I just want you to know how sorry I am for what happened.

I should have opened fire, but I didn't.

And they got him.

That's all there is to it.

The thing is he was a good man.

You know, he was a brave man.

We're all going to miss him.

I know.

I know.

Oh, come on.

Come on.

When I met him the first time, he was playing--

how-- how do you say--

Ehm, the guitar?

No, no.

Yeah, the-- the-- the smaller one.

Banjo?

Yeah.

He was playing banjo in France in cafe.

I'm sorry, Blanca.

You know, it's my fault.

No.

No, I'm--

I'm responsible because--

No.

You didn't kill him.

Yeah, but--

Fascists did.

He said that he just wanted, like, bullets.

And I said that, like, I wouldn't g--

Could have happened sooner or later to any of us.

.

Viva la revolución!

Viva!

Smash the fascismo!

One day!

Muy bien.

Right.

Right.

Uh, it's your village.

You have to decide.

It's your decision.

OK.

This is what I think.

And if anybody disagrees, they should

just stay-- say so right out.

Sí?

OK.

You should take this, uh, estate, this house, this land,

and divide it up amongst the people in the town right away.

OK?

The decree passed by the republican government

in October allows for that.

OK?

It says all property owned by individuals

involved in the insurrection will be confiscated.

All the ,, all the landowners, eh, help Franco.

We must collectivize all the lands.

You understand? Comprendes?

I understand. I--

- I understand that.

I understand that.

I'm not-- I'm not a friend of the landowner.

OK?

I'm not here to defend landowners.

OK?

But what are you going to do when you have a guy

like-- what's his name, Pepe? - Mm.

What are you going to do when you have a guy like Pepe,

who has-- he's a tenant farmer.

And he has a couple of acres of land.

Or a-- a tradesman who doesn't want

to be part of your collective.

OK?

These people are anti-fascists.

What do you do then?

It sounds really great on paper.

But in reality, it won't work because it's

going to pit the peasants against the anti-fascists.

OK?

You're fighting now.

And it's going to endanger your food production.

Lawrence, I think that private ownership of land

must be totally given up, forgotten, canceled.

Because it maintains people in a capitalist mentality.

I agree. OK?

I agree with-- I mean, I'm not here to argue

for-- for private property.

I know the definition of private property.

I know what it does. OK?

I'm not arguing that.

This is not the time for these textbook arguments

on socialism or land reform.

We have to defeat fascism.

That's the priority.

Are you suspecting this man to-- to-- to-- to speak

about the textbook of soc-- soc-- soc-- socialism?

No.

I'm not.

Y-- uh-- w-- I'm--

I'm agreeing with him. OK?

I'm agreeing with the collectivization.

All right?

But these people cannot collectivize

anything if they're dead.

OK?

It's my opinion.

They asked me my opinion.

No, not only.

My people didn't wait for the government

to give them the land.

They took it themselves.

I want you to think beyond this village.

OK?

At a much bigger picture.

OK?

I have no doubt that the Spanish people on their own

could have licked Franco.

But you're not fighting just Franco.

You now have Mussolini and Hitler on your back.

OK?

With the exception of Russia and Mexico--

--the rest of the world has turned its back on you.

OK?

Th-- they will-- they refuse to sell the republic arms.

OK?

These are capitalist...

These are capitalist countries. - Momento.

Momento.

They're capitalist countries.

And if you want their help, you have to moderate your slogans,

because you're scaring them away.

revolution will come later.

And-- and what happen now?

What happen now?

in the world now, Hitler.

That's it.

anarchist revolution.

No revolution .

These people think they have--

they think they have something.

But they have nothing.

But we have to show to the people that--

that we have-- we have--

we have--

Our French worker people are-- are

looking for in Spain and probably

all around the world.

And I think, uh, it is not the right time to-- to fight--

to fight each other, but together.

Um, now, all of us know the price of the freedom.

And we've-- we've lost a--

a lot of friends.

Jean, your ideas are very seductive.

But I've got one question for you--

who are you trying to appease?

Foreign governments?

Foreign bankers?

What is a revolution?

It's nothing other than a radical change in privilege,

wealth, and power.

What's going to happen-- what's-- the only way

we'll appease-- the only way we'll appease these people is

when the ideas are diluted and watered down until

they mean absolutely nothing.

Now, I think you're dead right when you say--

when you say that they must look beyond this village

and must look at what's happening outside.

OK?

But not only to foreign bankers and foreign governments.

What we must look to as well is outside these windows,

as we speak, on this land are two million landless peasants.

From the day they were born, they had absolutely no hope

other than a life of misery.

And unless we harness that energy now,

the ideas will be dead.

There'll be no change.

And this will all be in vain.

Ideas are the basis of this.

Do we--

people ideas.

If Franco comes into-- if, you know, Franco wins this war,

he'll just kill a million of those people.

They're nothing to him.

They're just pieces of shit.

That's obvious. I agree with that.

Exactly. OK.

So unless we win the war, there's no point

in having the ideology.

Ther-- the ideology does not exist in, like-- in a book.

It exists-- it has to exist in a place.

It has to be real for real people.

You all right?

Want a hand?

I don't know.

Just maybe that your foot was hurting.

It's OK. Thank you.

No problem.

Hola.

Hola. - Hola.

And you talk about being poor.

Who?

You.

With Coogan that night.

I was just talking about when we were kids.

I tell you what poor is--

2 pesetas a day for agricultural laborers if you're lucky.

Peasant families living in caves or sand pits--

that is poor.

That is why we need the revolution.

Hey, hey! Hey!

Morning.

- Don't laugh.

- I'm not laughing. - I saw you.

I wasn't laughing at--

I saw you.

Do you want a hand with that?

Oh, you-- I see you've got one.

Don't say anymore!

What I'm saying,

Kit, is that I'm not the man I was.

I feel like I'm standing on a higher

ground, if you see what I mean.

I can further than that.

And I noticed things I hadn't even thought of before.

Like, I-- I left Liverpool with a daft, romantic idea.

But in war, people get killed--

fellas like Coogan, and the women and kids

who died in this village.

That's all part of me now.

And I'll never shake it off.

Fascist planes dropped leaflets on us

yesterday saying how they was winning the war.

Well, myself, it's hard to know what's

going on in the rest of Spain.

But around.

If only we had decent arms.

Who knows?

Perhaps a of Russian tanks

will come rolling over the hill.

Some hope, eh?

Compañeros, listen please.

I have to go to the command post for a very

important meeting with the generalist staff of the column.

And it's very important because we

are going to discuss about our integration

in the new popular army.

There is no choice.

The government in Valencia says no more militia

and say we all must become part in the

new communist-led popular army.

OK?

So if we refuse, they continue to withhold

arms, to keep arms from us.

Do you understand?

Let's take a vote, no?

I have something to say.

Please.

Please.

Please.

Um, maybe we could integrate to the new popular army

and get the weapons, join together, and be

still in the militia to--

You're a dreamer, Picard.

That's imposible.

OK.

I think we have-- we have to try to see the reality

of the situation here.

OK?

Who's ever going to give us guns--

the Russians or whomever--

they're not going to give them to us if they don't think

that we know how to use them and that we're

not properly trained.

So it makes sense that the best training

is going to come from a regular disciplined army.

Psh.

That's obvious.

I can't see what's wrong with that at all.

Everything is wrong with that.

The creation of the new army, with the saluting,

and discipline, and military hierarchy,

will destroy the revolutionary spirit of the people.

OK?

And it's exactly what Stalinists expect.

What?

That makes no sense, Bernard.

Absolutely not.

The-- the Communist Party was set up for a revolution.

Why would they want to suppress the rev-- revolutionary spirit?

No, there's no-- -

There is no more revolutionary-- look,

the militia is the heart of the struggle.

Stalin fears us because he wants to sign treaties with the west.

And he already did it-- did it with France.

So to sign treaties, to reach an agreement,

he needs to be respectable and reassuring.

OK?

So if he supports us and the revolution we are making,

he will lose his respectability.

That's the reason we--

why we are a real threat for Stalin

and also for the other country.

I don't know.

Bernard--

Not right.

What you're saying might be right.

I don't know.

I don't know.

OK?

But I do know we're not going to win this war

with a bunch of amateurs.

You may be an amateur.

I'm not.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

we've done-- we've done-- we've done

OK up now-- up to now, Jean.

We could have done better with guns.

We saved Valencia, Madrid, Barcelona.

Yes, I know.

And we lost Toledo, Malaga, and more.

We've got to be clear about one thing here,

is there's-- it's-- there's blackmail going on.

If we accept lose arms, they come with conditions.

They're not interested in partners.

They want stooges. Let's vote.

Let's vote.

I don't want to be in the regular army.

Let's vote.

Everybody knows about the situation.

Let them know what we think.

Do we support our generalist staff

when they insist on keeping our own

revolutionary organizations?

Sí?

Sí?

Everybody?

Sí.

It's a clear majority.

Come on then, Mr. Laurel.

Remarkable resemblance.

Remarkable.

Even down to the blank expression.

Here you go.

Fuego.

Fuego.

Un momento, por favor.

Ah, fuck!

Oh!

Ah!

Fucking--

Shit.

Are you OK?

Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, I'm all right.

Ow!

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Try to keep calm.

Is he all right? Yeah, yeah.

I'm all right. I'm all right.

We must get him to the hospital.

What happened? What happened?

Fucking rifle blew up in my face.

Oh, Jesus.

Piece of shit.

Jesus.

Are you satisfied now?

This is the shitty equipment you voted for.

Don't you have anything better to say?

Please, he needs some--

please, don't you see?

Yeah, I can see.

I see a stupid idealist with a death wish.

Can't you see what's going on here?

Lawrence, please. - It's caput.

Please. Jean.

Jesus Christ.

Please, easy, man.

Fuck.

I've had it.

I cannot sit here and watch you people die of stupidity.

I can't do it. I've had it.

Hey, please.

fuck it.

Look at him.

David, if you had any fucking brains,

you would do the exact same thing.

David, let me see your eyes.

Are your eyes OK?

Yes.

Oh, you daffy bastard.

How's that?

I'm all right.

Open your eyes.

I'm all right.

Open your eyes.

Aye-yow.

Easy.

How far is this place?

About 4 miles.

They patch you up and send you to the hospital in Barcelona.

When you get out of the hospital,

you'll need somewhere to rest for a while

before you come back.

Yeah.

I know a place in Barcelona where

the people from the POUM stay.

Would you like the address?

Yeah, that'd be great.

Thanks.

You stay there yourself, this pension?

Yeah, sometimes.

I know the old lady.

there.

Tell her my name.

I will.

I'll say, Blanca sent me, can you give me a nice room please?

I'll see you soon.

Hola.

Hola.

Hello.

How are you?

Great.

What are you doing here?

- You're not pleased to see me? - Yeah.

Yeah.

Just shocked.

How is your arm?

Uh, it's much better now.

I had the stitches taken out two days ago.

What are you doing here?

Bernard gave me seven days leave.

I thought I would surprise you.

you Definitely have, without a doubt.

I brought some wine.

It's on the table.

I'll be with you in a minute.

All right, yeah.

Help yourself.

Pour a glass for me.

Sí, .

Please.

How's Bernard?

He's fine.

You know, women aren't allowed to fight anymore--

new rules.

Yeah, I heard.

I heard.

I can be a nurse.

I can drive a truck.

I can be a cook.

But I mustn't shoot a gun anymore.

I must know my place as a woman.

Maite is going to be a cook.

No? Yeah.

She will-- she will be the worst in the militia.

Well, that's without a doubt.

It doesn't sound at all like her.

Things are changing very quickly.

Yeah.

What did Vidal say about the whole thing?

No, no, no, no.

Please, I don't want to talk about it.

All right.

Today, I want to forget it all--

violent, trenches, politics, killing, betrayals.

I want to feel human for a change.

Mm. - Salud.

Salud.

Take off your shirt.

What?

Come on.

Take off your shirt.

All right.

All right.

All right.

It's got buttons, you know.

Take care.

What's going on?

Ooh.

Part of the --

the police from the old days.

And now they are back.

No guns for us at the front.

And here in Barcelona, the police have guns

sticking out of their arse.

I'll make some coffee.

Do you have some matches?

What?

No matches.

Yeah, there's some matches in my bag.

What is this?

What?

This.

We get no uniforms like this in the militia.

Look, um, I meant to tell you.

I'm not in the mil-- militia anymore.

I've-- I joined the International Brig--

Brigade.

I leave for Albacete on Friday.

Come on.

Come on.

the militia.

Yeah, because things are different now.

I've changed my mind.

Is it because of Lawrence?

No.

He left the day after.

No, it's not because of that.

I'm a member of the Communist Party.

I've never hidden it.

But you fought with us with the POUM.

Yeah, I fought with the POUM.

And look what the fuck happened to me.

I've got a big piece of metal in my arm.

But you know perfectly well why.

You know they refused us arms.

They did.

The Stalinists are betraying the revolution.

I don't believe that.

Go to .

Talk to them there.

I haven't got to talk to ..

I've been in the hospital.

I was talking to others.

Our leaders have been expelled from the government.

That's politics.

That's the way politics works.

No.

They are trying to ban us, say we are--

we are social fascist.

And you know-- you know this.

You know, our papers are banned, journalists arrested.

And here, they even talk about torture chambers ..

I'll wait until I see it with my own eyes.

But you don't see it.

You don't want to see it.

Why you didn't tell me yesterday?

- I was going-- - Why?

OK. I was-- I meant to tell you.

Just-- -

Come on.

Look, I-- I tried, but--

Blanca.

For god-- I came to Spain to fight for soldiers

and to fight for the republic.

And the best way I can think to do that

is with the International Brigades.

And if-- if what you're saying is true,

then I'm sure there's a good reason.

There's an explanation of some sort.

Of course it's true.

And there is an explanation.

It's called Stalinism.

Look, what are you going to do now?

I go back to the front, where my real comrades are.

Oh, come-- oh, come on.

Blanca.

For fuck's sake, Blanca.

Listen.

Blanca.

Look after yourself, will you?

Please?

So that's why I'm in Barcelona.

It's dead complicated, Kit, and difficult to explain.

The problem is the struggle seem to be falling

apart in front of our eyes.

No one trusts anyone anymore.

Anarchist and POUM are pulling one way; communists in another.

It's mad.

All I can do is believe the party.

They must know what they're doing.

The city is like a powder keg waiting to go off.

There's trucks of assault guards everywhere.

Now there's trouble with the telephone exchange,

which is run by the anarchists.

The police just took it by force.

They say the anarchists are sabotaging

the war effort by interfering with government business.

There's fighting in the streets, barricades

going up all over the place.

There's shootings, comrades against comrades.

The fascists must be laughing their heads off.

Anyway, I've just got orders to join the squad

of government supporters.

It seems we're being sent to defend Communist Party HQ.

No choice.

I'm not looking forward to it.

Here, man.

David.

Sorry.

Lo siento.

Lo siento.

Bastards.

Bullocks.

Are you English?

Yeah, you?

Where are you from?

Manchester.

Fuck.

And I'm from Liverpool.

What are you doing here?

Don't know.

Why aren't you over here with us?

Why aren't you over here with us?

I don't fucking know.

No mas.

Por qué?

What?

What are you saying?

Listen, you're a fucking kid.

You know fuck all. Do you understand me?

And you? I'm a kid?

Yeah, a kid. Niño.

Sí?

You don't know nothing.

You've seen fuck all.

Sit down, asshole.

Bitch!

You fucking know nothing, you little bitch!

Yeah.

Back from the dead.

stranger.

Yeah.

Gone but not forgotten, eh?

Sí.

Siempre.

Blanca, Andrés, Bernard.

Yeah.

Been really good.

Hey.

Hola.

Are you communist?

Sí.

Fucking English.

Bueno.

Good to see you.

We have to cook now. Sí?

Yeah, yeah.

Hey, hola. Hola, Maite.

David?

Que tal?

David?

Sí.

What are you doing here?

I came back for something to eat.

Oh, great.

I'd heard you'd taken over the cooking.

No, seriously, what happened?

No, seriously, what's on the menu?

Seriously. - Fucking beans.

Hola.

Que tal?

Muy bien.

Y tú?

Sí.

Bien.

What are you doing here?

Did you see with your own eyes?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

I saw a lot of things with my own eyes--

things I didn't want to see.

All right?

Yeah.

Bueno.

I'm glad to see you again.

Yeah? Sí.

Sí.

Yo también.

The party stinks, Kit.

And I never thought the day would

come when I'd have to say that.

It's evil and corrupt.

In Barcelona, I saw a good comrade snatched

off the streets and executed.

Others disappeared into torture chambers.

And it's still going on.

Stalin is just using the working class like pieces

on a chessboard to be bartered, used, and sacrificed.

Things had changed while I've been away.

Some of the old faces are missing because they couldn't

stomach all the infighting.

And all in all, we've taken a bit of a battering.

It's rumored we're going to make a big attack soon.

And still no weapons, no support.

But this one, we're going to win.

Despite everything, our spirits are high.

We need cover!

Viva!

Medico!

Medico!

Agua. Agua.

Those fucking bastards.

This should be they should have

fucking taken that .

just to make a fucking point.

Ammunition!

Wait! - Bernard, wait!

I'm waiting.

I'm not going anywhere, am I?

they know where we are.

tell you.

There, Harvey.

fucking reserve.

We can't hold this position anymore.

No, no, no, no.

You must stay here. You getting this?

- No, we can't. - Pay attention.

- We don't have any weapons. - We must show them--

We don't have--

We must show them what we are, Bernard.

Please.

Listen, they know exactly what's happening here.

Nobody sent or army.

We will die alone here.

And you will do game.

We're fighters.

Do you know?

We are fighters.

It's an order.

Medico.

Medico.

Rápido.

Oh, my god.

Come on, Jimmy!

Ah.

Fucking please.

Medico!

The cavalry have come.

If they've come to fight, they're a bit

late for that one, aren't they?

Hey, Jean. Jean.

- Jean. - Jean.

Bernard, keep everybody calm.

Listen to him.

Silencio.

Tranquillo.

Juan Vidal.

Bernard Goujon.

Rafael Jimenez.

How can you believe that, Jean?

Fucking, where were you a day in when we were

getting fucking shot to pieces?

Shitbag.

The fucking government's a load of bullocks.

who died.

What about fucking

and all the others who died?

Tranquillo!

Tranquillo!

Come here and say

that face to face with us!

Come here!

Cobarde! - Blanca.

Cobarde!

Come here!

They have to do this.

Come here! Come here!

Blanca. Cobarde!

Come here! - They have to do this.

You're being tricked. - By you!

You're being tricked by your own leaders.

You're being lied too.

They're tricking you.

You are tricking us!

No, the leaders of the POUM are tricking you.

You are tricking us! Lawrence!

Open your eyes! - Come here!

Cobarde! They have proof.

They have proof.

Come here!

Come here!

Come here!

I'm-- what the fuck did you do that for?

What did you do that for?

Shut up!

Why did you do that?

Open your eyes!

Muchas gracias.

"We buried

Blanca in collectivized land.

She would have liked that--

even though the Stalinists came four weeks later

and broke up the commune.

At least the earth belonged to her for a short while.

I'm trying to get home, Kit.

But it won't be easy.

They have a wanted list.

And as a so-called deserter and supporter of the POUM,

my name's on it.

There are no safe houses.

And we spend our time hiding out in building sites

and living rough.

Some of the most sincere and dedicated fighters

against fascism are being murdered.

But if you get this letter, understand

that I regret nothing.

Revolutions are contagious.

And had we succeeded here--

and we could have done--

we would have changed the world.

But never mind.

Our day will come.

Um, can I just say something a minute?

The other day, I found this.

It was amongst, like, me granddad's papers.

And I just thought it was, like, fitting for him.

It's a poem by William Morris.

And I'd just like to read it out.

"Join in the battle wherein no man can fail,

for whoso fadeth and dieth, yet his deed shall still prevail."