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MADRID, SPAIN FALL 1941

[unsettling instrumental music playing]

BASED ON THE NOVEL BY ALMUDENA GRANDES THE PATIENTS OF DOCTOR GARCÍA

Good evening.

[man] Excuse me.

Do you have a light?

[music grows gentle]

Don't worry. The grays can't hear us now.

But I won't hug you.

It'll look like we haven't seen each other in years.

You look good.

The New Spain, huh?

"Not a house without fire, and not a Spaniard without bread."

What's with the mustache?

A pencil pusher's. Like the rest.

-Want a drink? -Mm.

[gentle music fades]

[dramatic theme music playing]

[theme music fades]

SECRECY

[glasses clink]

Thank you.

[Pepe] You've become very trusting.

They could be using me as a decoy to catch you.

You wouldn't do that. I saved your life.

Be careful.

Some comrades have been caught

by the Fascists using people they would've died for.

You can't trust anyone.

You've changed.

They beat me down in France.

You crossed the border, and then you came back?

I don't give up easy.

Neither do I, but I act as if I could.

[sighs deeply]

[Pepe] Are you ashamed?

There's no reason.

We must survive in order to keep on fighting.

And listen. There's merit in being able to hide so well.

[Guillermo chuckling]

[somber music playing]

I lead a life of defeat, Pepe.

Of shame. Sometimes I'd rather be dead.

I know they revoked your degree

and banned you from the Medical Association.

-Didn't you know that? -No.

I expected something like that, but, well,

I didn't wanna dig up or attract any attention.

Dr. García Medina is dead.

-And Rafael Cuesta, a pencil pusher. -[Pepe] No way.

You took an oath, Guillermo. No Fascist can take that away.

We need you to go back to practice again.

[energetic music playing]

We Communists don't just get shot at.

We also get sick or break bones.

And there aren't many doctors among us comrades.

Remember that for us,

the door to the hospital opens right to the door of the police station,

so we'd better not get close to it.

If they arrest you and see you're in pain

or that you're hurt, they'll beat you.

They'll do anything to make you talk, those sons of bitches.

Then there are the families of the prisoners.

They can't afford to get sick because they live day to day.

But still, they do get sick.

[chuckles] Well, not from overeating.

If we need you, I'll call your office.

I'll give you an address to pick up a package.

Go to that place and tell whoever's there

that you've come from the charity to do the appraisal.

If they tell you they don't know what you're talking about,

you apologize and leave.

[music grows gentle]

Good evening.

I'm happy.

You've given me back my dignity.

I can be myself again.

Thank you.

I just brought Dr. García back to life without even knowing it. [chuckles]

-Is that your guesthouse? -Yes.

[softly] Take care.

[gentle music fades]

You're not here to sit on your hands.

You come here to work!

Next time, you'll get fired. Is that clear? Come in.

[phone rings]

Afternoon?

Yes, this is Rafael Cuesta.

[tense music playing]

Give me the address.

-[distant dogs barking] -[baby crying]

[Guillermo] Hello. I'm here from the charity to do the appraisal.

[man 1] Hurry up, please. He's dying. Follow me.

[woman] Antonio, take care of your son!

[baby continues wailing]

[man 2 moaning]

[Guillermo] Hello, Emilio. Can you stretch your legs?

-A little more. -[Emilio groans]

[Guillermo] Let's see. Just like that.

[Emilio grunting and panting]

-How long has he been like this? -I don't know.

[Emilio groans]

[moans loudly]

It's your appendix. I have to operate right away.

[Emilio murmuring]

[man 1] They gave me the address of a pharmacy, in case you needed anything.

[Emilio groans]

Will he be okay?

That's why I'm here.

To help him.

Here. When you come back, you're gonna have to help me out.

-I will. -Go now.

[somber orchestral music playing]

[woman yelps] Can't you watch out?

-All right. -[man 1] Mm.

[tools clatter]

Hold this, please.

-Right there. -[man 1] Mm.

-[Guillermo] Hold it there. -[man 1] Mm-hmm.

[Guillermo] Very good.

It's very inflamed. I'm going to remove it.

It's easy.

You just have to be careful that it doesn't burst.

Don't you worry.

-He'll be fine. -[softly] Okay.

[music fades]

-[gentle music playing] -[Guillermo sighs]

I'll try to stop by tomorrow.

You should be very proud of yourself.

Thank you so much.

-You play chess? -[man 1] No.

That's… my grandfather's.

Now we use it to time the boiling of our eggs.

When we get some.

I have one too.

From my grandfather.

Hardly ever use it.

-[music fades] -[door opens]

Don Gabino, I'm leaving.

-All right. I'll see you tomorrow. -See you tomorrow.

[indistinct chatter]

[whimsical music playing]

Sir.

Give me just a moment. I'll be right with you, okay?

Thanks.

[whimsical music fades slowly]

[chess clocks ticking]

[birds singing outside]

OCTOBER 12, 1943 POKROVSKAYA, USSR

[somber music playing]

[man coughing]

[vehicles approaching]

[somber music building]

[soldiers chattering indistinctly]

No water for cheaters, you hick!

[cup clatters]

-[man 1] Hey! -[Adrián] You asshole!

-[man 2] What's goin' on? -When do you want the rematch, huh?

-[soldiers clamoring excitedly] -What about now, you fuckin' coward?

Come on!

Come on! What the hell are you waiting for?

C'mon, fucker. Let's see if Russia made you a man.

[captain] You keep that rage for the Reds!

-I don't wanna see that here! -[clamoring fades]

Assume position!

[tense music playing]

Today, October 12th, the Day of our Race,

the generalissimo considers our glorious mission accomplished

and returns us with honors to the fatherland.

However, those who want to continue to fight can join the German army.

They will welcome your help in continuing their struggle on the battlefield.

Volunteers?

Take a step forward.

You are the pride of our race.

The fatherland will reward you as you deserve.

And you, pretty girls,

you can kiss each other goodbye.

I will personally make sure that you two are posted

as far away from each other as possible.

At ease.

Dismissed, fucks.

[whispering] I'll get you sooner or later. Rather, sooner than later.

[indistinct chatter]

[music fades]

You're helpin' us out a lot.

But you could still do more. If you want, Rafael.

However I can help out.

Something has come up.

And it's a miracle you're now working in transportation.

La Meridiana is going to have a very special client.

One that your boss won't let escape. Because this client will make him rich.

-Why doesn't he handle it, then? -He'd like to.

But can't do it.

Ofelia, please accompany María Eugenia to my office.

[sighs]

[Gabino sighs]

Rafael.

Come with me.

Thank you.

Geni, meet Rafael Cuesta.

The man you need.

-María Eugenia León. My pleasure. -Likewise.

-I heard you are fluent in French? -[Gabino chuckles] Fluent?

He speaks it better than the French.

-[speaks French] -[all laugh]

Well, uh, we have some very important international transport, Rafael.

Uh, because Geni's husband's company has requested our services, and I,

of course, have gladly put myself at their disposal.

I trust that Esteban will be fully satisfied

and encouraged to work more with La Meridiana in the future.

-[chuckles] I'm sure, Gabino. -Thanks.

If you like, we can discuss the details in my office.

-Of course. -[Gabino] No.

Stay here. You'll be much more comfortable, huh?

Uh, take good care of her, Rafael.

-Thank you, Geni. -[Geni] Mm.

[Geni sighs]

Very well.

What is the destination of the goods?

[tense music playing]

Your husband didn't tell you?

Well, he has not been informed.

And I hope he'll never be.

Esteban makes sure that the goods cross the border without any problems.

And you handle it from there.

What do you need?

The route the truck will take in France. With a schedule as precise as possible.

Don't worry.

We'll take the route that is least suspicious.

Very good.

Here's the address.

Come in the afternoon, and we'll talk more.

[door closes]

[tense music continues]

[doorbell rings]

[music fades]

Please come in.

-Hello. -Hello.

Call me Geni.

We'll be more comfortable on a first-name basis.

Of course.

-[Geni] Would you like some whiskey? -Uh… no.

[bottle opens]

Ugh. Isn't it horrible?

It's Esteban's bachelor pad.

Of course, he doesn't know I have a key.

We'll be fine here. No one will bother us.

How about him?

No. Don't worry. He's in Paris.

Esteban's always in Paris.

[unsettling music playing]

My husband is getting rich selling raw materials to the Germans.

Of course, the Spanish government controls trade,

but Esteban has his channels.

He spends a lot of money on bribes, but the Nazis pay him well.

It pays off.

He is… a passionate patriot, my Esteban.

Does Don Gabino know?

Because he's also an old shirt?

[chuckles]

As long as he'll get away with it, he doesn't care about his ideals.

And what role do you play in all this?

I represent my husband.

And also get as much information as I can about the shipments

and share it with the party.

What do they use it for?

-I don't care. -You should care.

-'Cause if they succeed, your husband-- -I have nothing to lose anymore.

Right.

But why are you doin' all this?

[Geni scoffs]

I have my reasons.

But you're not gonna tell me.

No, Rafael. Not today.

[Guillermo] Why not pass the information to you?

I just had to put you in touch.

I've done that. Now I have another mission.

I don't get it.

It works like this.

We do what we have to. We only know what we have to know.

And if we fall, we don't drag everyone else down. I know that.

You don't trust Geni, is that it?

[quietly] It seems weird.

-Geni is more than a comrade, okay? -[door closes]

She has a direct link to the party leaders.

But she's kind of a snob.

-I don't understand why. -[Pepe] Like you.

Yes, you're a snob who, instead of adapting or taking advantage,

decides to risk his life.

People like you can do certain types of things

that the poor, we can't.

Don't you see?

Now it's time to act and prepare for what's to come.

After what happened in Stalingrad,

it's clear the Germans are going to lose the war.

When they're done with them, the Allies will kick out Franco.

They didn't lift a finger for us during our war.

They will now. Just wait.

[scoffs, clicks tongue]

[energetic music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[exhales]

DELIVERY ON DAY 2

-Okay. Goodbye. Goodbye. -[music fades out]

-Don Gabino, if you don't need me, uh… -Oh no. You can go.

See you tomorrow, Rafael.

Uh, wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait. What's with the new tie?

[chuckles] Go on. Go and have fun.

Find yourself a good Christian woman.

Have children for you and for the New Spain,

which needs them so much.

-Huh? -I'll do that.

Go on, then.

[Guillermo] The truck should arrive in Bordeaux around the 20th.

It'll be the first of three shipments.

Your husband is asking us to cross the border via Valcarlos, not Irún.

He must have bribed customs.

-Cargo? -Two tons of iron filings per trip.

Iron filings.

It's tungsten.

The Nazis pay good money for it.

Why do you screw up his business?

From the second I wake up until I fall asleep,

I can only think about revenge.

After giving me three children, he told me he wanted to live his own life.

And that I could do the same as long as I didn't give him any trouble.

You didn't like it.

On the contrary.

It was a blessing.

Because when the war started, I met the love of my life.

I carry his photo in here.

I had the two halves welded, and I can't see him, but…

he's always with me.

His name was Fernando.

Fernando Villa.

Did he die?

He died in Formentera.

Abandoned like a dog by his comrades.

He didn't accept Franco taking over the Falange.

They called him a traitor.

[scoffs]

You see, Rafael…

I'm as lonely as you are.

[gentle music playing]

I can see it in your eyes.

She die too?

She was not the love of my life.

Wasn't even love.

But she hurt you.

I can't love anymore.

[softly] You don't know that.

Of course I know.

[gentle music building]

[Guillermo breathing heavily]

[Geni sighs]

Has it been a long time since…

It's been a while since I was with someone I liked this much.

[both moaning softly]

[both panting]

[gentle music fades]

I'm driven by resentment.

But you know that. And you?

You're driven by loyalty to the party?

I'm not a Communist.

I never was.

-Oh, really? -Uh-uh.

Are you too privileged to be a member of the PCE? [chuckles]

I'm sure there are plenty. [laughs]

I guess I'm a… snob fallen from privilege.

I've been lucky to survive.

I try to be useful.

Like returning a favor?

Kind of.

I also want to return a favor.

A big one.

The one they denied me.

[somber music playing]

No one did anything for Fernando.

Even my friends from the Falange, they all abandoned me.

Pilar.

Clarita Stauffer.

[sighs deeply]

And I even humbled myself.

I will never forgive them.

[sighs]

You should leave.

HEAVY METAL

[worker] Hey. Bring it down. Bring it down. Yeah.

Yeah. Lower it, lower it, lower it.

Yeah. Lower

LA MERIDIANA TRANSPORT COMPANY

Be careful with this, okay?

[indistinct chatter]

-Ofelia, I'll take care of it. -Of course.

-[man] Hurry up! This truck is leavin'. -Thank you.

[indistinct chatter]

So tell me, Rafael. How was the date, huh?

-Good. -Ah.

Well, uh…

-A woman like few others. -Hmm.

-Very, very devout. -Ah.

But she won't be the mother of my children.

Ah. That's all right.

Be patient, Rafael.

God will provide. [chuckles]

It isn't as easy as they say. [chortles]

Come on. Cheer up.

[tense music playing]

This is ready. All right. Let's go.

LA MERIDIANA TRANSPORTATION

[cows mooing]

C'mon, c'mon.

Ready?

[driver] Get out of the way, moron.

[in French] I don't understand.

Come on. Let's go.

[in English] This has nothing to do with you. Don't do anything stupid.

Watch him.

[man, in French] Hands up! Don't move!

[music grows somber]

[Gabino, in English] Well, what are you saying?

Yes. Of course I hear you.

What? No.

We've been robbed? But how can that be?

[spluttering] When did that happen… and where?

And you say they've taken it? They've taken everything? Everything?

Yes. Yes, of course. I know. I know. I know.

[receiver clatters]

[sighs] We've been robbed, Rafael.

-We have been robbed. -What?

The freight that Esteban Maroto sent.

In France. Just past the border.

[sighs] They stole the cargo.

The next shipment is due in just a few days.

-Should we take the route through Irún? -No. No, no, no. Impossible, impossible.

Valcarlos. That's what the client said, and that's how it should be.

Thank God. Thank God they didn't take the truck.

-What happened to the driver? -Ah, nothing.

Just a scare. [scoffs]

He was unharmed.

Well, I have to go. I have a conference.

Let me see how… how Maroto is taking it. [sighs]

[somber music continues]

[Guillermo sighs]

[Guillermo and Geni laughing]

[Guillermo kissing]

[Geni] Mm.

[sighs] This is so good.

We shouldn't get used to it.

[exhales]

What next?

[Geni] Hmm?

You mean, with us?

[chuckles, sighs]

Yeah. I figured as much.

[sighs]

The Allies are going crazy for tungsten.

And they pay even better, stealing it from the Germans.

With that money, you can buy a lot of weapons. Ammunition.

You know more than you say.

[Geni sighs]

The party wants to resume the armed conflict.

If it's proved that it's possible to defeat Franco,

the Allies will intervene.

[Geni giggling]

[music fades]

FALL 1944

[chess clocks ticking]

Checkmate.

-Tomorrow we do a rematch. -Of course.

-Have you won again, Mr. Rafael? -What can I say? Just luck.

[unsettling music playing]

OPERATIONS WERE SUCCESSFUL IN THE VAL D'ARAN

THE LAST SUBVERSIVE STRONGHOLDS HAVE BEEN SURROUNDED

[dramatic copla music playing on radio]

-[song concludes] -[audience claps]

[announcer] And after this marvelous performance,

we move on to the news.

The last Spanish Reds have been pushed back across the French border.

The Val d'Aran is completely free of the rebel maquis,

as Lieutenant General Moscardó told a group of journalists earlier today.

The highest authority of the Fourth Military Region…

[phone ringing]

…described the invasion attempt perpetrated by enemies of the homeland

as useless and bloody.

Of course, the determined action of the army has paid off…

-Hello? -[Pepe] Mr. Cuesta.

I'm calling to say goodbye.

I will not be able to use your services for some time.

[somber music playing]

I hope it's not… because of personal misfortune.

No, don't worry.

The setbacks suffered by my company are forcing me to cease my activities.

I heard about it.

There will be no more pickups for the moment, but rest assured,

this won't affect you personally.

We appreciate your services.

Of course. I understand.

However, I hope to hear from you again soon.

Yes, Rafa. Don't worry.

It has been a real pleasure working with you.

Likewise. [inhales sharply]

[shakily] I'll see you soon, then. Best of luck to you.

I wish you the same, Rafael.

[Guillermo sighs deeply]

Should we run away?

We have nothin' to do with the invasion.

But they'll make the survivors talk.

It feels like we're losin' the war all over again.

Like we're back to square one.

[sighs]

Yes, indeed.

Esteban's coming.

[music fades]

He thought he could do business with the Allies,

but he's drawn too much attention.

He's afraid he'll be questioned.

Right.

He could do with a good admonishing.

But that will never happen.

[sighs deeply]

It was nice to know you.

And you as well.

[man, in German] ♪ I dreamt in its shadow ♪

♪ Many a sweet dream ♪

["Der Lindenbaum" playing on concertina]

♪ Now I am many an hour ♪

♪ Away from this scene ♪

♪ And I hear this murmur constantly ♪

♪ You would find ♪

♪ Peace there ♪

♪ You would find ♪

♪ Peace ♪

♪ There ♪

[song concludes on concertina]

The linden tree.

The linden tree represents home.

[Adrián chuckles]

[repeats in German]

-[in English] Home. -[chuckles] Yeah. [repeats in Spanish]

[footsteps approaching]

[unsettling music playing]

[in German] I need volunteers for a mission.

You. You, you, you. You.

You.

You too.

You.

You. And you.

At your command, my Hauptsturmführer.

Beyer.

I'm from the Wehrmacht, not the SS, Hauptsturmführer.

Like him.

And he's not even German.

[Beyer sighs]

[music fades slowly]

[whispering] But deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever.

Amen.

♪ At the well in front of the gate ♪

♪ There is a linden tree ♪

How does it continue?

[dog barking]

[ominous orchestral music playing]

[truck approaching]

[prisoners crying]

[captain] Execute!

You, you, you, you…

and you too.

[prisoners wailing]

[captain] Firing squad, attention!

Firing squad, charge your weapons!

[guns cock]

Prepare.

-[prisoners weeping] -[Beyer breathing shakily]

[captain] Fire.

[prisoners groan]

[dog barks]

[gun fires]

[dog barks]

[Beyer sighs]

Beyer.

[mournful violin rendition of "Der Lindenbaum" playing]

[song ends abruptly]

-[dog barks] -[captain scoffs]

You! Take his place!

[ominous music continues]

[captain] Let's go!

[haunting vocals playing]

[captain] Charge your weapons!

[guns cock]

[haunting music building]

[crow cawing]

[captain] Prepare.

[haunting music swells]

[captain] Fire!

[haunting music ends abruptly]

[dog barking]

-[muffled, disorienting vocals playing] -[distant gunfire echoing]

-[music fades slowly] -[crickets chirping]

[somber music playing]

[Adrián sighs]

[exhales]

[sniffles]

-[music fades] -[footsteps approaching]

[in English] What's the point of meeting here this late?

I could have dropped by the embassy tomorrow.

[in German accent] No. It's much safer if nobody knows about this meeting.

[unsettling music playing]

The war is not winnable.

The Reich's hours are numbered.

Does Berlin know you feel like this?

For some time, we have been putting aside resources in order to ensure the future.

And now, we must protect all those who will make it possible.

[softly] The führer?

The führer has ordered to resist at all costs.

[in German] To the last drop of blood.

[in English] I doubt he will escape.

They say he's very ill.

There will be casualties, Clara.

Others will be imprisoned. And the Allies will surely take revenge.

But there are many more men who can still be saved.

Okay. Tell me what I can do.

[chuckles] In all Europe, there's no better country than Spain

to organize such an operation.

And with your connections,

your contacts within the authorities, it can make things easier for us.

-You want to bring them here? -They're going to feel safe with Franco.

If he has not forgotten the favors that he owes us.

He has not forgotten anybody.

Clara, no one ever wants to be on the losing side.

Hopefully, they will let us do our job.

Don't worry.

I know exactly which doors to knock on.

[distant gunfire]

BERLIN, GERMANY APRIL 1945

[explosion booms in distance]

[gunfire]

[man, in German] There they are! Hurry! Let's go!

Let's go! Don't let them…

We have to defend ourselves!

[Adrián panting]

[man 2] Come on. Behind the barrows!

-[man 3 groans] -[soldiers shouting in German]

[man 4 grunts]

[man 5 moans]

[man 6] Go! Go!

[Adrián breathing heavily]

[man 7] Go! Go!

[man 8 groans]

[man 9 grunts]

[man 10] Go! Take cover! Go!

[groans]

[man 11 groans]

[somber music playing]

[Adrián panting]

[soldier, in English] I can't believe it.

Germany's so big, and so many people have died.

How did you survive?

Shh! Don't tell me. You've been cheating, right?

-[gun fires] -[man 12 groans]

That fucking coward threw them at us.

Come on. We have to move.

[man 13 groans]

I guess this is it.

To end up here with you in this mousetrap.

Fuck, man. It's like a curse.

[soldier 1, in Russian] They fled here.

You've been finished off.

[in English] I'm in here because of you.

I got released from prison to win the fight.

But because you cheated, they put me back in jail.

They'd only let me out if I volunteered.

[shakily] It's funny, isn't it?

I'm sorry.

I wish you had won.

They made me do it.

Fuck. Fuck.

Yes! I cheated, okay?

What do you want?

To die with a clear conscience? Huh?

You think you're gonna cheat God?

You should be worried about the civilians you killed in Estonia.

Kleiber's Spaniard.

Don't you know that you're famous?

Famous, a murderer, and coward.

That's what you are, you fucking hick!

You'd better shoot yourself.

Because the Russians…

The Russians are not gonna buy any of your fuckin' lies.

[soldier 2, in Russian] This way. I hear voices.

[soldier 1] Come out, you bastards.

[soldier 2] Take hostages.

[Adrián, in English] Navarro.

[music stops abruptly]

[soldier 1, in Russian] They are here!

Get on there! Get on there!

Come on! Come on! Come on!

[Adrián panting]

[somber music playing]

[soldier 1] Stop right there!

[music fades]

MADRID, SPAIN SPRING 1947

Welcome to Madrid, Mr. Louzán.

[Manuel] Thank you.

[energetic string music playing]

-Excuse me. -Hmm?

-I need your help, if you have a second. -What do you need?

I have to send a telegram.

-Could you tell me where I can send it? -Mm-hmm.

-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.

[Manuel inhales sharply]

-[knocking on door] -[music fades out]

[bright piano music playing]

This is how you welcome me, pinche gachupín?

After all these years?

[Manuel moans]

You?

You're my contact?

-Disappointed? [giggles] -[sighs]

[both panting and moaning]

[music fades]

So what have you been doing all this time?

[sighs] Well, Azcárate got me a job in Geneva.

I stayed there until he recruited me to meet Negrín in London.

And they offered you this?

Mm. Not exactly this.

Well, I was like a dog with two cookies.

What are you saying?

You can only eat one at a time, Manolo.

-Right. -Because on one hand, I wanted to see you.

But this mission…

This mission might be dangerous.

It's worth it.

Since you're here now.

Don't you miss the war?

[Clara laughs] The mountain is the only thing I miss

because I don't have time for anything.

I'm so bored at the ministry, I'm even gaining weight.

[chuckles] I can't do anything about that, Velasco.

But I'm going to get you out of your boredom.

You know I'm helping colleagues in distress.

I'm going to receive a renowned guest.

He requires special treatment.

[ominous music playing]

We have already fixed the itinerary for the transfer.

But we should definitely reinforce the escort with trustworthy civilians.

Too many uniforms would attract attention. That must be avoided at all costs.

You need brave loyalists, who are ready to intervene without mercy.

If the Allies stop my guest on Spanish soil, this could become mayhem.

Yeah, I can imagine.

Are you going to share who this guest is?

[Meg] Clarita Stauffer.

Nazi, Falangist.

German-Spanish.

She's managed to become essential in a man's world.

[Manuel sighs]

Can you see her running an escape network for war criminals, huh?

Otto. [laughs]

Good to see you, Bam.

I can't imagine what you must have been through.

Please, let me introduce you to Clara Stauffer.

She will be your host here in Spain.

-Nice to meet you, Frau Stauffer. -[Clara] Welcome.

We are at your disposal for all your needs.

Right now I just need a cold shower.

-And to dress again like a man. -[all laugh]

Let's take you home.

-[Otto chuckles] -[Bam] You are in the best hands.

We'll talk when you have rested.

[Otto] Mm-hmm.

[Meg] The network is real. It's not a fabrication.

I won't let Franco turn Spain into a sanctuary for Nazis.

What about the rumors that the Allies shelter those who serve their purposes?

As you said, it is only rumors.

[Manuel sighs]

The fugitives that Stauffer wants to save are war criminals.

Accomplices, responsible for murdering thousands and thousands of innocents.

There are many organizations who want to stop these escapes.

The concentration camps are a shame for our history.

Yet the Republic seems forgotten.

But are you still willing to risk your life, though?

Neither the declaration of the UN nor the blockade will topple Franco.

We need the Allies to intervene.

[sighs]

If we prove that the network exists

and that Franco supports it, they'll have no choice.

It'll be justified.

We cannot miss this opportunity.

[energetic instrumental music playing]

[Meg] In Clara Stauffer's house,

there is a constant flow of foreigners passing through.

We know that many of them later escape to Argentina with Spanish passports,

thanks to the complicity of the authorities.

Have you heard of Otto Skorzeny?

They call him the most dangerous man in Europe.

An escape specialist.

He managed to rescue Mussolini in a suicide mission.

Nothing stops him.

There are rumors that he could be heading for Madrid.

On a temporary basis, or perhaps to settle in Spain.

If Skorzeny joins the network, it would take a giant step forward.

From today, Otto Skorzeny will be Rolf Steinbauer.

SPAIN PASSPORT

[Manuel] How will I infiltrate the network?

You're going to impersonate someone who needs help.

A war criminal.

What excuse will I use to get to Stauffer?

First we find an identity that suits you perfectly.

Okay?

And we're not going to rush it.

[Manuel] Hmm.

You don't wanna end up… with a bullet in your head.

-[gentle music playing] -[Manuel sighs]

Hmm.

Gringa, you're great.

[Meg] What?

[both laughing]

I think you love me.

I do, very much.

[gentle music fades]

[dramatic, staccato string music playing]

[footsteps approaching]

-[man] May I? -Yes, of course.

[chess clock ticking loudly]

You owe me a rematch.

[ticking fades]

[dramatic orchestral music playing]