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SARE HEADQUARTERS

ARGENTINE SOCIETY FOR THE RECEPTION OF EUROPEANS

-[Manuel panting] -[tense music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

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

[tense music building]

-Adrián, are you coming… or going? -Hey!

Now that I'm on my way out, you all arrive, huh?

[slurring] No one is going anywhere without having a drink first.

But just one this time.

How many times did we say that last night? [laughs]

Ah, ah. Tortoni's. Huh?

[Manuel retches]

Feeling sick?

-[Manuel groans] -Spaniard!

We should get a doctor to take a look at you, no?

-Adrián! -He's had too much to drink.

I guess he'll be all right.

[Bogetich] Whatever. Let's go. Let's go.

[tense music fades]

[dramatic theme music playing]

[theme music fades]

LA MERIDIANA TRANSPORT COMPANY

REBIRTH

[phone ringing]

La Meridiana. Good morning.

-[Meg] Is this Mr. Cuesta? -Speaking. Who's this?

I just got back from Argentina.

The urgency of the trip prevented me from arranging the move from there.

So I need a reliable company to take care of it from Madrid.

[somber music playing]

[somber music fades]

But is Manuel all right, then?

[Meg] Yes.

He preferred to stay there. Alone.

He had the option, at least.

-[dryer clicks off] -[Meg takes a deep breath]

[somber music continues]

The first thing he thought of… was warning you.

You understand?

That's why I'm here.

[Meg sighs]

Do you know how hard it was to get all that information?

And now it's all for nothing.

It doesn't matter.

-The enemy is Stalin. [sighs] -Stalin? And Franco? Franco.

Do you remember when we were gonna end the regime?

And now you're abandoning all of us Spaniards.

I am sorry, Rafael.

[crying] I really am. Really.

[sighs] But now you two have to think about getting to safety.

I fear so much for your lives.

And I feel responsible.

Now first, we must get you to a place where you are safe.

I brought some money for you.

-I can get you a passport. -No, thanks.

I'm not goin' anywhere.

Your bosses are not gonna help me if they believe I'm a Communist.

I've been hiding for more than ten years.

I'm not gonna run now.

Ten years.

The world has changed so much that it looks like 100.

I'm going to…

I have to catch a flight.

[Meg sighs]

[Guillermo] Buenos Aires?

-[Meg] No, uh, to Washington. -[somber music fades]

[Meg] I don't think Manuel and I will see each other again.

-[door opens] -[Rita] Hey, I'm back.

Only a fool like me would go out without an umbrella.

[chuckles, sighs]

[tense music playing]

-[Guillermo clears throat] -[Rita] Hi.

-Uh, I'm Rita. -[Meg] Hello.

I'm Meg. I was just leaving.

Um, Mr. Cuesta.

[takes a deep breath] Thank you very much.

-And best of luck. -[Guillermo] Likewise.

Excuse me.

[door opens]

-[door closes] -Who was that?

Don't worry. We'll never see her again.

[tense music fades]

-Are you okay? -Mm-hmm.

-Are you sure? -You're soaking wet.

I know. I'm drenched.

[Clara] From today, in this beautiful complex,

you will find a place for rest and healing.

A facility where you can enjoy the peace

that you earned for Spain on the battlefield,

without sparing an ounce of heroism or sacrifice.

All hail Spain!

[all] All hail Spain!

[ominous orchestral music playing]

-[man 1] Mm-hmm. -Thank you.

[man 2] Mm.

Pardon, Ms. Stauffer.

I'm sorry to keep you.

Do you remember me?

We met once during the war at a boxing match.

I was training a subordinate of mine.

Adrián Gallardo.

[Clara sighs]

Has he left for Buenos Aires?

Oh, that was long ago.

Uh, not that long ago.

He came by at… at the end of December, right?

-[wife] Mm-hmm. -In fact, we talked about you, miss.

He still didn't know when he was going to leave.

[sighs] I must be mistaken. We've helped so many compatriots.

[ominous music fades]

[reporter 1] …steal their identities…

[static crackling on radio]

…to obtain subscriptions.

-They must be reported to the police. -[knocking on door]

-[Walter] Adrián? -[static crackling]

[reporter 2] …but being a journalist does not grant you the right…

[reporter 1] …and must report it through the proper channel…

…any irregular act of those who possess them…

[Walter] Going to deny a friend a drink?

[reporter 3] …in order to avoid a conflict which could easily escalate to--

[radio clicks off]

[tense music playing]

[knocking continues]

[Walter] You are not at home?

Adrián!

[continues knocking]

Am I interrupting?

I… see I'm not.

Are you feeling better?

I have to apologize.

Don't apologize.

Between friends, never.

[Manuel sighs]

I have nothing to offer you.

I drank it all last night.

What were you celebrating?

Just trying to forget.

Listen, Walter.

Adrián Gallardo must disappear.

I just want to be José Pacheco Hernández.

-[somber music playing] -One of many immigrants in Argentina.

Looking for life, and life found him.

For me, the war began in 1936, and it still hasn't ended.

It's too much.

Walter, it's too much.

So what are you going to do?

Find a job.

Away from Buenos Aires.

Start my own family.

[breathing shakily]

I want a life that's mine.

And I want… to forget.

You won't achieve that by drinking.

But I can help you.

-[gun rattles] -[Manuel] No, no. No, no, no.

You have done enough.

I don't want to be ungrateful. I know how much I owe you.

[sighs]

As long as I'm among refugees, I'm not gonna be able to start over.

I have almost no strength left, Walter. Please.

Uh, as the war destroyed the lives of all of us.

You are not the only one.

[somber piano music playing]

Don't forget.

If you're ever in trouble, come to us.

You know we'll never let you down, don't you?

Never. You understand?

We are all here for one another.

[Manuel sighs]

-[somber music fades] -[footsteps approaching]

[Ingrid] Here's what I found.

It's not much, but… it's enough.

Just leave me alone.

[somber string music playing]

PROVISIONAL MILITARY RECORD

NAME: GALLARDO ORTEGA, ADRIÁN

PERSONAL RECORD OF SOLDIER GALLARDO ORTEGA, ADRIÁN

CAMPAIGN AGAINST RUSSIA VOLUNTEER

BOXING - PIRULO GYM THE TREVIÑO TIGER

[tense music playing]

-[tango music playing] -[tense music fades slowly]

-[indistinct chatter] -[group continues playing tango music]

[waitress] What can I get you, Galician?

Hello.

Excuse me.

-How do you know… -[waitress] You're Galician?

Because of your sadness.

Yes, but I'm not actually from Galicia.

But you are always sad, are you not?

What can I get you?

Do you have Fernet?

Fernet.

One Fernet for the Galician.

Another one?

[tango music fades]

SWEETS AND PASTRIES HOMEMADE SPECIALTIES

[tense music playing]

[Ingrid] He has deceived us, Clara.

-We don't even know if he was in Russia. -Stop it! Stop it now.

Not a word to anyone about all this, do you hear me?

That's an order.

I understand you want to hide your vulnerabilities.

But I cannot accept that our compatriots run the slightest risk

because you were infatuated with an impostor

that humiliated you.

[sighs]

[doors close]

[Clara yells]

[panting]

[screams]

-[scream fades] -[wings flapping]

[waitress] Bye.

[glasses clink]

[gentle piano music playing]

Fernet?

Ah. You remember?

Of course. It's my job.

Wait.

Do you like chocolates?

Do you think this is the body of somebody who likes chocolates?

I don't know. Then… give them to your customers.

Why don't you give them to your girlfriend?

Do I look young enough to have one?

[waitress scoffs]

It's not about your age.

With all that sadness, I doubt it.

So will that be all?

And a board.

-Please. -[sighs] Chess or checkers?

Chess.

Really? You look like checkers to me.

These are for you.

Wow.

[gentle music fades]

[crickets chirping]

[car door opens]

[Sakic] Adrián, my friend.

[tense music playing]

[Sakic] Where have you been?

What's going on, Spaniard?

Are you sober today?

Why don't you come for a ride with us?

I want to get to bed early.

It won't take that long. We'll bring you right back.

[scoffs] Come on.

[tense music building]

[car door opens]

Get in the car.

We're worried about you.

[engine starts]

[Sakic] I completely understand.

It's hard to return to civilian life.

Look, I… I got here in '47.

They got us a house that really wasn't that bad,

but to be honest, it wasn't home.

So then, my wife found this little company that sold fabric curtains.

Some guy showed up with samples,

and… the wife wanted us to pick them together.

[scoffs] And I'm there, browsing curtains, with what I saw in the war?

And all the shit I had to do to save my own life?

What the fuck do I care about picking curtains?

Only those who have experienced it understand.

-I ended up breaking the guy's face. -[scoffs] He almost died.

[Sakic] It's habit, Adrián.

The war has come to an end. You hang your uniform. It's finished.

Everything seems fine. You can finally rest.

But there's something missing.

Don't tell me it doesn't happen to you.

[Manuel inhales sharply]

I just want to forget.

[both laugh]

"Forget," he says.

As if that was possible.

[Bogetich] Stop. It's here.

-[brake squeaks, clicks] -[Sakic] See that house?

That's where the men Tito sent to kill the boss are hiding.

So, will you give us a hand?

I don't need trouble. That's why I'm in Argentina.

What's up, Spaniard? Are you afraid?

Let's go.

It's going to be quick.

[ominous orchestral music playing]

[man breathing shakily]

You're crying.

-Really? Since when do murderers cry, huh? -[man groans]

Since when, huh?

-[Sakic] Wait. -[man gasps]

He has to tell us what he knows first.

[man panting]

[somber music playing]

-[Bogetich] Adrián. -[man] No. No, no, no.

No, no, no.

No, no, no, no!

[man screaming, muffled]

-[muffled shouts] -[music fades]

[Walter] I said I would help you, and I'll keep my word.

-[Manuel] What happened last night was-- -The Serbs want Pavelic's head.

It's not the first time they've tried, and it won't be the last.

But they tortured the guys, Walter.

That's neither fighting the enemy nor protecting their boss.

Should I remind you, Adrián, that terror is a powerful weapon?

There are 10,000 Croatians here.

I don't want to get involved in their affairs.

Why do they need me?

Don't worry about it.

I will talk to them, and they'll leave you alone.

Clara insisted that I watch over you, and… that's what I'll do.

Do whatever you want with your life.

No one will hold you accountable.

[Manuel] Thank you, Walter.

-[Guillermo] Good morning. -[man] Good morning.

[tense music playing]

SWEETS AND PASTRIES HOMEMADE SPECIALTIES

[tense music fades]

[group playing tango music]

Do you want to work the bar? I'll take care of him.

-Mind your damn business. -[man laughs]

[waitress] Fernet?

Same drink and also same table?

You really are a creature of habit.

You like the bonbons?

I gave all of them away.

Temptations are best kept at bay.

Right, Galician?

Well, no. What time do you get off?

-One Fernet. -[man] Mm-hmm.

[bottles clinking]

[man sighs]

[sighs] Simona.

[quietly] Just do it.

Don't be afraid.

Hmm? [sighs]

You don't give up, do you?

I'm done giving up.

Are you free at six?

[Manuel] Mm-hmm.

[Rita and Guillermo panting and kissing]

[Rita] The more I get to know you, the more I like you.

Is it serious, Doctor?

-That's because you don't know me at all. -Is that so?

-Mm. -How interesting.

Mm. I don't know.

If you really got to know me, you might hate me.

No, I like you like this.

Mysterious.

And you know it, and you take advantage of it.

[sighs]

Tomorrow we could go out together.

I can't make it tomorrow.

I'm going to a party meeting.

[ominous music playing]

Don't look at me like that.

We've taken every precaution.

I hope that you're careful about it.

-Look, we are meeting at a rehearsal room. -Mm-hmm?

-But I can't tell you where. -[chuckles]

Well, that's reassuring.

We are going to pretend we are amateur actors.

Each one of us will have a copy of the play,

and if the grays raid us, we were just rehearsing, you know?

Right.

-So, I'm going. -Okay.

-I'm an activist. You are not. -Mm-hmm.

And we both have to respect each other, all right?

-I'm going. -Perfect.

[gentle music playing]

[sighs] Who knows? Maybe tomorrow I'll finish early.

[kisses] What did you have in mind?

-Well, that is classified. -Please tell me.

-No. I'm not saying. -C'mon. I want to know.

[gentle music continues]

[gentle music fades]

Looks like your boyfriend's here.

You're such a pain in the ass.

Ciao.

[man] Ciao.

[dramatic instrumental music playing]

Take me far away.

Not today. Let's stay close.

[birds singing]

[Manuel] Did you like the empanadas?

[Simona] Yes. They were very tasty.

I just found that store.

But it's worth the walk.

Don't you live nearby?

On the other side of town.

You came a long way.

You think I'm wasting my time?

[Simona scoffs]

Calm down, Galician.

All that sadness is devouring you.

I'm not easy.

Not that easy.

But you are fragile.

Like me.

Hey, Guillermo. The rehearsal has been delayed.

[Guillermo] So we won't meet, then?

Yes, yes. But a little later. Like, two hours?

You actors are so unreliable. Same place?

[sighs] Yes, same place. Sorry.

No, it's all right.

Make sure the rehearsal goes well. You know I'm worried.

I'll do my best. Don't worry.

I know.

-I love you. -Goodbye.

[dial tone buzzes]

[knocking on door]

-May I, Mr. Cuesta? -Come in.

-Ramiro. -Hmm?

-You got a girlfriend? -[Ramiro] Yes, but only one, huh?

Pay no attention to the gossip.

Take these. Take her to the movies.

-They're good seats. -For me?

-Mm-hmm. -Thank you very much, Mr. Cuesta.

By the way, Don Gabino wants you to take a look at this paperwork here.

Thank you very much.

[unsettling music playing]

[takes a deep breath] You might wanna sit down.

-[exhales] -[Guillermo] What's wrong?

They've arrested them all.

Calm down. They have an alibi.

The play, right?

The script is very good.

But the inspector's a bastard. He might be a problem.

[Guillermo sighs]

-They didn't find anything. -[Guillermo] What happened?

A tip-off, a rat, or…?

-How did they find out? -[Pepe] I don't know.

But they might spend the night in jail and be released in the morning.

It's possible.

It wouldn't be the first time.

Just keep business as usual. I'll keep you posted.

Goddamn, Pepe.

[Pepe] Pretend nothing happened, Doctor. I beg you.

Let's not complicate it more.

[music fades out slowly]

[Gabino] Yes?

-Come in. Come in. -Do you have a minute, Don Gabino?

Yes, of course. Of course.

So? Have you already thought about what I said?

Give me some good news. C'mon.

No, no. This is a different issue entirely.

Go ahead.

It's my girlfriend.

You didn't… get her pregnant?

She got arrested. The political police.

Is she a Red?

Just young.

She's an actress. She was performing with her group--

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. Bad company.

I promise she's innocent. Believe me.

[chuckles] Apart from being an actress, hmm?

Those youngsters.

[sighs] What that girl needs is to settle down, hmm?

That's what I said.

[Gabino takes a deep breath]

Is she really going to be the mother of your children?

-Hmm? -Yes.

Then why are we waiting, huh?

A cousin of mine works for the government. He can do something.

[rotary dial clicking]

[Gabino] Dirty linen must not be washed in public.

[footsteps approaching]

[breathing shakily]

[somber music playing]

[door unlocks]

[Rita sighs]

My love. [sobbing]

My love.

-[Guillermo] Did they hurt you? -No.

-You sure? -Not me. [sobs]

Wait, wait, wait.

-[sighs] I need to tell you something. -What is it?

-[sighs] -I'm sorry, but…

Forgive me, but I couldn't stand by and do nothing.

No, it's not that. [sighs]

[exhales] They didn't hit me, no.

Because I'm pregnant.

[romantic string music playing]

Guillermo, please don't look at me that way.

What do we do?

What do you want to do?

-Me? -Yeah.

Mm.

How about you?

Me?

-I just love you, Rita. -[Rita] What?

Of course I want to have children with you.

But I understand if you don't want to have them now.

-No. -I mean--

You make me happy. Don't you know?

-Is that a yes? -Yes, we're doing it.

[both laughing]

[Guillermo sighs]

-Let's get married. -What?

-Let's get married. -You're crazy.

In church? No, no, no.

-No, I'm not getting married in a church. -We have to get married properly.

-We can't just think of only ourselves. -Guillermo, no. [scoffs]

Listen, it's just a formality.

-So romantic. -Rita.

Will you marry me, yes or no?

[sighs]

Yes. Of course I will.

[music fades]

[Ofelia] I'm sorry, Mr. Cuesta.

Don Gabino doesn't want to be disturbed. He's expecting someone.

-Right. -Look. There she is.

[tense music playing]

[Clara] Mm.

Good morning, Ms. Stauffer. Don Gabino is expecting you.

How have you been?

-Good, as always. -[door opens]

Clarita! [chuckles]

I thought I heard you. How are you doing?

Didn't you say you would take care of things personally?

Oh, of course. Of course.

Although Rafael would organize your move just as well, if not better.

So, your decision to go is final, then?

-[Guillermo] Back to the Americas? -[Gabino] This time to stay, right?

In Madrid, I already did what I needed to do.

And please say hi to Adrián for me. I haven't heard from him since he left.

Are you surprised?

Your friend doesn't know the value of loyalty, Mr. Cuesta.

Have a good day.

[Gabino sighs]

[tense music fades]

[ominous music playing]

Operator?

I need to make an international call to Buenos Aires.

It's urgent.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

-Walter? It's Clara. -What's going on?

Adrián.

-He is not who he says he is. -And who is he, then?

I don't know.

But he fooled me, Walter.

You can imagine

the implications for me and for what we do if this gets out.

[sighs] No wonder the Croatians don't trust this guy.

Listen to me, Walter.

You know Adrián better than I.

That is why I called you.

I don't want anyone to know that there was a problem.

And I also don't want anyone to know that we solved it.

No one. Do you hear me?

Absolutely. Consider it solved.

Do it soon.

[ominous music building]

[receiver clatters]

[tires squeal]

[vehicle approaching]

ARGENTINE RED CROSS

-[ambulance doors open] -[clattering]

[door squeaks]

-[Manuel] Hey! What the hell are--? -[gun cocks]

[man] Take it easy. Take it easy, or you're gonna get hurt.

-Take it easy. Easy, I said. -[Manuel groans]

-[man] Shh! Relax. Relax. -[Manuel moans, panting]

[ambulance door closes]

[ambulance engine starts]

[engine starts]

[crashes loudly]

-[woman] Oh! Oh! -[man 2] Hey!

Hey, you almost killed him!

-Jeez, you motherfucker! -Are you outta your mind, huh?

[crowd clamoring]

[ominous music fades]

[tense music playing]

-Please come with me, Ms. Stauffer. -How dare you? Don't touch me.

-Who are you? -Get in, Ms. Stauffer.

You'll be all right, Clara. I promise you that much.

[engine starts]

[man] Don't worry.

We haven't come to extradite you the hard way.

This is in regards to Adrián Gallardo.

Or should I say, the person you think is Adrián Gallardo.

You've been acting as his guardian angel for a while now.

We're going to keep it like that for a bit longer.

And then, I suggest that you erase it all from your memory.

What's done is done, Ms. Stauffer.

-Does he work for you? -Obviously.

And no harm must come to him at all.

-[birds singing outside] -[tense music building]

[dog barking in distance]

-Where am I? -[door opens]

[Manuel] What am I doing here?

Who are you? [grunts]

Don't try any tricks on us. We're waiting for instructions.

[phone ringing]

[phone continues ringing]

[ominous music playing]

[man] Ms. Stauffer,

having enemies in common makes unlikely bedfellows, right?

Impossible to imagine just a few years ago.

That is why my government will sooner or later aid Spain.

I heard the negotiations have begun already.

Are we going to ruin all of that

because one of our people suffered an accident?

That's not a possibility.

Spain needs us and you, Clara.

And especially you.

A real patriot, right?

What about my extradition?

You shouldn't occupy your mind with thoughts like that.

Adrián Gallardo is untouchable.

Am I getting through to you?

You need to make the necessary calls before it's too late, understand?

[music fades]

[phone ringing]

[tense music playing]

Walter? [panting]

[knocking on door]

[Meg] Stay calm, Manolo.

Everything's fine, okay?

-You can trust me. -[Manuel] What are you doing here?

Are you involved in this?

Clara knows you're not Adrián Gallardo.

How is it possible, Clara? How could they know?

[Clara] Forget about Adrián. Pretend he doesn't exist.

I don't understand. Do you realize what he knows?

Shut up already, Walter.

We're not alone.

There's always a reason to forget.

And this one is important.

Very.

[receiver clatters]

[phone ringing]

Yes?

All right.

Okay, thank you.

[sighs]

You may leave now.

They won't bother you anymore.

Clara will continue watching over you because she has no other choice.

Did you organize this?

I was sent here to tell you that we saved your life.

My bosses wanted to let you know that we are even.

We're even, you think?

[somber music playing]

This is not about saving my life, Meg.

Millions of innocent people have died.

And their murderers freely roam the world as if they owned it,

thanks to the warm welcome of Perón and the protection of Franco,

a ruthless killer who has decimated my country.

And your country doesn't even care.

In Spain, all these atrocities keep happening every fucking day.

But you think we're even.

Look at me.

Tell your bosses that they can kiss my ass.

[Meg takes a deep breath]

Think whatever you want, Manolo.

Think and live as you want.

Up to you.

But live.

[sighs]

[Manuel crying]

[somber music fades]

[Gabino] What did your friend do to Clara?

I just mention his name, and she goes as stiff as a board.

Truthfully?

Yes, of course. Just say it.

It's not what he did to her.

It's what he didn't do.

[cracks up]

And now she is mad.

Ah.

Well, what do you need?

Well, if your offer still stands, I would like to purchase La Meridiana.

Oh my. That really means a lot to me. [laughs]

But no favors. I want to pay fair and square.

Well, by all means.

You'll pay me in full.

And also, about my girlfriend.

Yes, yes, yes.

[clears throat] The, uh, wannabe actress.

She got over it.

We're tying the knot.

Oh boy! Perfect!

[laughs] You make me so happy, Rafael!

A wife and your own business?

Don't tell me… this won't change your life, huh?

Yeah. And…

would you be my best man?

[gentle music playing]

You mean it?

[gasps] The best man?

Thank you, Rafael. Thank you.

[Guillermo] I'm so glad you made it to my second wedding too.

[Experta laughs] At least I don't have to take care of anything.

I'm much too old for all that fuss.

Oh, sir.

I'm so happy to see you smile.

-I told you not to call me that. -I prefer it.

-So I don't mistake your name. -No.

-Hey, pardon me. The bride is arriving. -[vehicle approaches]

-[mother] Hang on. Just wait, darling. -[Rita] What?

Ah, thank you. [gasps]

Do you take Rafael to be your lawfully wedded husband,

as ordained by the Holy Roman Catholic Church?

I do.

[speaking Latin]

[footsteps approaching]

[melancholy music playing]

[priest continues speaking Latin]

[Experta] I am so happy for you.

-I wish you both the best. -You're too kind. Thank you very much.

[Gabino] I was looking forward to finally seeing a Mrs. Cuesta.

[Rita giggles] Well, here I am.

-Thank you so much. -[Guillermo] My friend.

[Pepe] Who would've thought I would be to blame for all this?

[Guillermo] Yeah, right? It all started that New Year's Eve.

[Pepe chuckles]

[unsettling music playing]

-Hold on a second, Pepe. -Of course.

Sir, did you invite her?

[Guillermo] I don't know how she found out.

[woman] I've been wondering since the beginning of the ceremony.

Didn't you live in the neighborhood before the war?

On Velázquez?

No, uh, I was living in a village near Toledo.

Because you look… It's just that you look so much like…

Look, Auntie, let's talk to Don Gabino.

He was telling me something very interesting.

-Come. -[aunt] Don Gabino?

-Yes. You know he's an old shirt? -Just a moment.

-[aunt] An old shirt? -[Rita] Yes, he is.

Well, here he is.

-You two should talk. -[indistinct chatter]

Been a while, hmm?

I like the blonde.

[sighs] I knew you would like it.

[chuckles]

-[Guillermo sighs] -[Amparo laughs]

It doesn't matter if I do, Amparo.

I just came to give you my blessings.

Thanks.

I hope this time turns out better.

Hope so.

I really wish that, though.

I know.

[footsteps fading]

[melancholy music fades]

Who was that?

Another one we'll never see again?

[Guillermo] You read my mind.

[gentle music playing]

I love you so much.

So, so much.

Me too.

[gentle music building]

[gentle music fades]

-[keys jingle] -[tense music playing]

[Walter] Celebrate that you're alive.

No Galician today, huh?

No.

-He got held up at work. -Hmm.

It's been a while.

[Simona] Mm-hmm.

Did you tell him your story?

I just told him I'm a widow.

You won't scare this one off. The way he looks at you.

Tell him.

He wasn't born yesterday.

He'll understand.

You know what you're afraid of? That he won't be scared.

-You're a psychic, aren't you? -I am.

''I carry in each wound a desire already defeated."

-Yeah? -"That beats me without mercy."

Yeah. Keep going.

Between tango and tango, life slips away.

-You're right. -[man] Mm-hmm.

But I fell in love.

[in Spanish] ♪ But any hope ♪

♪ Is always tamed by time ♪

♪ If it doesn't destroy it entirely ♪

♪ Now I know all that ♪

♪ All that and much more ♪

[in English] You have a visitor, Mr. Cuesta.

He's waiting in your office.

Oh. And this parcel has arrived for you.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

[tense music playing]

[Manuel] They know.

[Guillermo breathing heavily]

I've been told that I should congratulate you, my friend.

Thank you.

Is that the only reason why you're here?

No, of course not.

I was wondering if you've had any encounters.

Unexpected encounters.

What do you mean?

Has anyone been here asking questions?

Not till just now.

It's been revealed that we have secured certain valuable pieces of art.

Where did they get the information?

The list of souls who may have committed an indiscretion is long.

I've come to warn you, Rafael. That's all.

You'll recall that only your name is on the paperwork.

If anyone bothers you, call me.

Stay calm.

And don't talk to anyone.

If necessary, Rolf will take care of this and resolve any problem.

You have already done so much.

No need to show me out.

[music fades]

What do you think?

Comfortable but not luxurious.

Ideal for someone on their own.

For a man who's just passing through.

[sighs] Simona…

I wanted to tell you.

[melancholy string music playing]

Fortín Tiburcio, do you know where it is?

I arrived there, married to an older man.

He was really handsome.

His name was Renato.

At first, everything was good.

He treated me very well.

We wanted a son.

You don't know how badly I wanted a boy.

That son wouldn't come.

And I thought that it was all my fault.

Until I went to see a doctor.

His doctor.

And I found out that he couldn't have children.

My mistake.

Or maybe it was that he knew I knew.

He started beating me.

And he never stopped.

Can you imagine, Galician?

Until one day, the rain came.

You have no idea how much it rained.

The cattle were drowning. People were desperate.

Renato went out to help out.

[tense music playing]

He took me with him.

And that's when he slipped.

And fell from a cliff.

We were alone.

And he was hanging in the void.

I just had to step on his hand.

Or just walk away and never look back.

He noticed.

I saw it in his eyes.

All of a sudden, the branch broke.

And I was free.

Or not.

I've made it easy for you.

Just tell me that you're only passing through.

You think I'd do that, Simona?

You're like me.

You're very hard to read.

We can't keep hiding things.

Because I would like to marry you.

My name is Manuel Arroyo Benítez.

I came to Argentina pretending to be a war criminal.

[music fades]

I hope at least half of the story you told me is true.

[Manuel] Half?

I wish it was only half.

So…

then?

"So then"?

But why do we need to get married? We're fine.

We can be better off.

I love you very much, Simona.

-Very much. -[gentle music playing]

-[Simona sighs] -Hmm?

I love you very much too.

Even if I haven't said the words before.

[sighs, laughs] So then?

Let's get married, and you can wipe that sad look off.

But… which of your many names do you want to be called, then?

Galician.

"Galician" is fine.

[chuckles] Galician.

[gentle music fades]

[Rita] Are you sure you don't want us to call him Guillermo?

I would love to say that name out loud. In front of the whole world.

-[Guillermo clicking tongue] -[calming music playing]

[chuckles]

[Rita sighs softly]

Let's call him Manuel.

[Rita] Well, it's been settled.

Manuel.

-Here. -[Rita] Come here, my love.

[Guillermo] There.

[softly] Hello, Manuel.

-Hello. -I'm off to work.

Say, "Bye, Dad."

"I'll see you, Dad. I love you."

[gasps playfully]

[music fades]

[indistinct chatter]

[man] Hello. How are ya?

-Rafael! -[tense music playing]

-Rolf? -Get in the car!

They're waiting for me at the office.

Come on.

Where are you taking me?

[Otto] "Where are you taking me? Where are you taking me?"

Is it true what I've been told? Huh?

You know the people in Spain talk too much.

Except for you. You're like the Norwegians.

Or are you Norwegian, and you've been lying all these years?

I don't believe anyone could fool you.

[chuckles]

That's how I survived.

Here we are.

-[valet] Good afternoon. -[Guillermo] Thank you.

Are we stopping here so I can buy you lunch?

[Otto] Twice a year, remember?

[tense music fades]

[Otto] So, you're the owner of La Meridiana now.

[Guillermo] Well,

I'm still paying Don Gabino.

Had it not been for our dealings, I wouldn't have been able.

Bam came by.

[tense music playing]

He seemed worried.

[Otto] Ignore him.

The problem with that Jew is that he wants to hold on to what he stole from us.

Anyway, I'm not going to allow him to ruin my meal.

I'm not here to talk about the past now, but the future.

Now that you own the company, you and I are going to do business again.

I'm going to make you rich.

Good timing.

We just had a baby.

[laughs, in German] Congratulations!

[in English] When I say that you look like a Norwegian…

Now this calls for another bottle of champagne.

Champagne!

[somber music playing]

We have much to celebrate.

I already have more than enough men to organize a large army.

Why an army?

To build up the new Reich.

The Reich.

That's huge, Rolf.

Step by step.

I'm not going to let it fall into oblivion.

As soon as I'm being asked to step forward and join the fight,

I will follow the call and be where I have to be.

Shh.

[whispering] Where were you?

[somber music fades out]

[slurring] I was having lunch.

[softly] Oh dear.

At this hour?

How much did you drink?

As much as I had to.

[hushes]

What's the matter?

Nothing.

I love you.

I love you too.

[Rita] Be gentle.

This child won't want for anything. You know that?

[kissing repeatedly]

[sniffles]

You won't be defeated.

Not you. [sniffles]

Not you. [sniffles]

[Guillermo breathing shakily]

[sniffles]

[music fades]

[dramatic orchestral music playing]