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LOVE OF MY LIFE

Maura, I want to ask you something,

but you must tell me the truth.

Miss Sara,
since I've worked for your grandpa,

I've become blind, deaf and dumb.

But since I'm not my grandpa,

you have to answer.

Maura, please.

How long have my parents slept apart?

Oh, Miss Sara, don't ask me that.

Swear that you won't tell anyone
what I told you.

No, of course not.

Since when?

Since the day after you left.

Your mom took all of Mr. Rogelio's things

and told me to take them
to the other room.

Did they have a fight?

No, not that I'm aware of.

Excuse me,
I must bring Mr. Alfredo his coffee.

Go ahead.

He was in jail.

He was with Little John.

That guy, I heard he was killed
a few days ago.

Wait, now that you mention it,
I have heard something.

Yeny!

Come over here!

Do you remember two clients who came
about ten days ago?

One pretty boy and the other chubby?

Every time they steal
they come drinking here.

Oh!

Little John?

That's the one! I want the other one.

Ah, Joe.

- You know him?
- Of course. All the girls do.

He said he'd marry them.

Know how to find him?

No, but he'll be back for sure.

Because he loves female company.

- Do me a favor, when you see him…
- Uh-huh.

…tell him to look me up.

It's urgent.

Of course.

My name's Tino.

- Great.
- I'll handle it.

Azcárates have never
humbled ourselves.

Confronting a neighbor
who plays dirty isn't humbling ourselves.

- You spoke with him?
- No, with the assistant.

So, you humbled yourself to an assistant.

In ten days he's taken 20 employees!

We'll get others,
we won't fight over Negroes.

No, many of them are like family to me.

If they were family,
they wouldn't go so cheaply.

He's making them partners.

And the assistant told me
they want justice.

Mr. Stewart isn't a normal competitor.

- Why not confront him?
- Because he's a coward.

Dad, I think we should
gather the employees

- and talk about higher wages.
- Never!

If we give in, we'll lose their respect.

Are you sure you want
to join the family business?

That depends on
whether you're honest with me.

What do you mean?

I'm 20 years old
and you're hiding things, Mom.

What have I hid from you?

You and Dad haven't slept together
since I left.

- Oh, I don't want to discuss that now.
- Mom, wait.

That's a personal issue of mine.

Yes, women of a certain age

get hot flashes and we prefer
to sleep alone and not be a bother.

And that just happened
the day that I left?

Your dad and I are the same as ever.

We are and always will be a family.

- You're not getting divorced?
- No.

- Are you sure?
- I'm sure.

It's a personal matter of mine, okay?

I'm going to keep dealing
with the estate issues. Don't worry.

- I love you.
- And I love you.

There are ten laborers willing
to work with us. What do you think?

Are they reliable?

For the right price they are.

So,

go to Cali and buy the supplies.

Here is the money and the complete list.

Bring it,

and hide it where I told you. Hmm?

Also,

bring Graciliano.

He knows the place.

But you buy the stuff.
Don't involve that crazy old man.

Graciliano?

Yes, ask around. Everybody knows him.

Right away?

- Here, everything is right away.
- Excuse me.

Miss.

Dad.

Why don't you come
and let me take some photos of you?

Photos?

- Yes, of you.
- Of me?

Mm-hmm, of you. Let's go.

Not so stiff, Dad.

What do I do, Sara? I'm not a model.

I know. Mom wanted some photos
of the entire family.

Really? She asked you to do this?

Yes. Yes.

She wants souvenirs of everyone.

Now, let's try a little more relaxed,
more of a smile.

- For your mom.
- Mm-hmm. Let's see.

There. Don't move.

That's it.

Now that I think about it,
why don't you have photos with my mom?

Well, except for my birthday photos.

I don't know…
we didn't worry about that.

Mm-hmm. Not even the day I was born,
or anything.

Because my school friends have photos
from the day they were born, for example.

Sara, we're not like everyone else.
Haven't you realized that?

Oh, Dad. That's not an answer.

All families have photos
of when their kids were born,

of the moms while pregnant.

My grandma has one.
In black and white, but it's there.

I don't know, maybe we don't like…
I don't know.

Dad, do you love Mom?

I know that some marriages,
after many years,

sometimes the love can disappear.

I loved your mom
from the first day I met her, Sara.

So, why don't you sleep together?

Who told you that?

I saw you leaving your room with a pillow.

That was only last night.

It was only last night. Don't worry.

We argued about some estate business.
That's it, but…

- Are you sure?
- I'm sure.

Nothing more? She's not sick or anything?

What's your mom sick with?

No. Everything's fine, Sara. Don't worry.
Don't worry. Sick…

Thanks, Erlinda.

Oh!

Oh! Sorry, sir! I'm sorry!

Relax, it's no problem, Erlinda.
Everybody makes mistakes.

I don't know what I was thinking.

Erlinda, please.
I said it's no problem.

Ángel,

do you know what's going on with Erlinda?

What's happening is…

her son was accused of theft
a week ago, and is in jail now.

Poor woman.

Actually, I think he's innocent.

Tulio, Erlinda's son,

is a guy who's very sensitive, delicate…

Homosexual.

Yes.

Here, that's complicated.
People don't like it, and don't like him.

In fact, some say they set him up
to accuse him and put him in jail.

And if life outside is difficult,

can you imagine how he's doing
locked up in jail?

Hire a good lawyer for that boy.
I'll pay for it.

Yes, sir.

- Ofe, can I trust you?
- Of course, my love, tell me.

Why does everyone lie to me?

- Lie?
- Yes, lie.

Why didn't I know that my parents
aren't well?

- Sarita, all couples--
- No, Ofe. Not you.

Don't tell me another story, please.
I want the truth.

I was going to say, if you'd let me speak,
that all couples go through stages.

Sometimes they need more space,

but that doesn't mean
they don't love each other.

Why can't they just tell me that?
Why do they need to invent so many things?

Well, they don't want to hurt you.

Lies hurt much more than the truth,
and you know it.

I know, Sara. And it's a mistake.

- But your parents adore you.
- I don't know, Ofe.

Sometimes I have the strange feeling
that my parents are hiding something.

I've felt it since I was a little girl,
since I heard them arguing once.

Now I arrive here,
and find out that they're not together

and I feel guilty,
because it's like they did it for me.

Well, all parents do everything
for their children.

But I can tell you
that they'll be together until the end.

Because of me, right?
Because I'm an obligation.

Sarita, don't say that.

It's how I feel, Ofe.
Something is off about my life.

What's off about it?

Why are there no
pregnancy pictures of my mom?

Well, back then,
we weren't taking pictures all the time.

It wasn't that easy.

There are photos of your baptism,

and I'm in them.

They're in the lounge. They're lovely.

Sarita,

I was there the day you arrived.

And it was the most beautiful day
of our lives.

Your mom

waited for you with so much love, my dear.

You are the most loved girl in the world.

Remember that.
Don't start thinking nonsense, okay?

What's wrong?

What? What's the mystery?

The girl suspects.

Suspects what?

That she's adopted.

I told you a thousand times
that we had to tell her the truth.

I've told you a thousand times
that we won't tell her the truth.

- She already knows.
- She doesn't know.

She asked about her past.
It's not the same.

If we're united, she won't find out.

We still lie and make it all worse.

Dad, please!

It's not too late
to keep it from getting bigger.

I told you this morning,
and I'll say it again now.

Azcárates never humble ourselves.

How would we humble ourselves
by telling Sara the truth?

What do you think

our friends, partners,
and relatives will say

when they find out Sara doesn't have
Azcárate blood in her veins?

That's all you care about,

the last name.

Our last name

is that girl's calling card in this world!

If people find out
that she's not a part of this family,

it will ruin her future
and our reputation.

- What reputation do you mean?
- It would be a shame if they knew!

- Shh!
- That we simply accepted her!

And you couldn't have kids!

What are you talking about?

I did have a child.

I think it's much more important
to save a child's life than a last name.

- So, you sullied yourself with a Negro.
- Enough!

- Don't speak to me like that.
- Respect me, then.

Don't tell me our last name means nothing!

Sara is my granddaughter!

And she is an Azcárate!
And she will always be an Azcárate!

Rogelio, gather the full-time staff.

I want to speak to them.

You have worked for me

for the past 20 years.

And you've lacked for nothing.

It's time to pay me back for my generosity

with your silence.

Sara's secret

must remain among us.

It must never come to light.

If I find out

that one of you said too much,

or said anything about my granddaughter,

I will personally make sure
that your life is ruined.

The truth about my granddaughter
must remain hidden.

Ah!

- It's for my throat.
- Mm-hmm.

And for the cold too.

I'm a little sick.

Yes, the cold also… bothers my throat.

Mmm.

It's good.

Cheers, my love.

Who are you talking to?

To my past.

Does it follow you everywhere?

It's all I have left.

The past.

How long have you worked
for the Azcárates?

Too long to feel the same way
about everything.

And you feel…?

You'll find out yourself
as the years go by.

Things have gone well for me so far.

With…

with Rogelio, we have things in common.

I don't talk much with Mariana,
that's true.

And Alfredo,

it's obvious he doesn't like our kind,
does he?

Keep your distance.

From everyone.

From Sara, too?

She's a lot like the grandpa,
but I don't think she's a threat.

Bad habits are learned quickly,
even if they're not in the blood.

What do you mean?

What you heard.

Are you telling me that…

Sara is not…

the daughter of…

No.

Mr. Rogelio and Mrs. Mariana
found that child

in front of a church.

That's why they got married.

They thought they could form a family
around the child they found.

But, without love…

The worst thing is they're so naive

that they think that girl
will never find out.

But the awful truth

will catch up to them one day.

Give that to me.

Move over.

Lizeth, are you sure I can't do anything
to make you stay?

No, Mrs. Mariana, I'm so sorry.

You don't have to do that.

Take it, I'm not going to keep it.

Thanks.

I'd like to ask you a favor.

What is it?

Find out who Mr. Stewart is.

I should find out who Mr. Stewart is?

I'm not sure that's right.

Your leaving without notice isn't right.

Lizeth, I'm not asking you to betray him
or do anything to him.

I just want to know who he is.

That's all.

Welcome.

Viche!

Make yourself at home.

Order whatever you want. It's on me.
Let me know if you want to dance.

Over here.

No, no, no. Give me a beer.

I have a date later.

People asked about you this morning.

Who?

Some guy named Tino?

Did he talk to you?

He asked me and I said I didn't know you.

But then he talked to the girls
and spoke with Linda.

Ah!

He left this paper.

- Do you know him?
- Huh?

Him?

No idea.

All good.

Cheers.

How long will we hide the truth?
You think she won't realize?

She won't suspect?

Why don't you have pregnancy photos?

I don't know, nobody took any.

I don't think we had cameras at home.

Well, back then,
we didn't take so many photos.

It wasn't so easy.

Not even the day I was born.
Nothing.

I don't know, maybe we didn't like them…

I don't know.

Something is off in my life.

- Joe!
- What?

- No!
- Over there, under that tree.

- No. And you? You do?
- Today, I do.

Slow down.

- Wait! I don't want to go in.
- What?

Do whatever you'll do to me right here.

Daughter.

- Hmm?
- Aren't you having breakfast?

Yes.

Do you want juice…

my love?

No, my love. I'm fine, thanks.

Huh? My love?

Yes, we're trying to be more affectionate.

What's going on, my love,

is that yesterday,
your mom and I were talking.

And you made us realize
how wonderful and important

this family is to us.

So that's why we're trying another way.

Oh, I want coffee. Maura!

- Sir?
- Where's the coffee?

I'll bring it right away.
I'm missing my kitchen helper.

How's that possible? She lives here.

Her message said she isn't feeling well.

- So, get another one.
- Yes, sir.

- Maura!
- Miss.

Who is the helper?

Berenice. Excuse me.

Your grandma planted those too.
And they're still here.

How she loved this garden.

Graciliano!

Sir?

Does Joe have the car ready yet?

His message said that he was sick.

Why are you just telling me now?

Do you understand why I say
that your dad only hires useless workers?

Grandpa, Joe isn't sick at all.

And how do you know that?

I saw him up late last night,

very busy with one of the workers.

What do you think of that?

Oh, Benítez, so incompetent.

Worthless pair.

It's my fault.

And you'll pay for that.

Get your things
and get out of here immediately.

And you, to the kitchen.
No wages for a month.

I knew it.

Behind all that arrogance,
there's just rot.

Get your things and get out of here.

- Only my boss can throw me out, not you.
- You're wrong.

This land is mine,
and the people who walk on my land too.

You can go quietly,

or I'll throw you out by force.

- To the kitchen!
- At least let her get dressed, okay?

Ten minutes.

- Why are you following me?
- Following you? No.

Not at all.
I was walking by and I saw you.

You ratted on me to your grandfather?

Don't blame me for your lies
and not getting your work done.

Why do you care if I do my work or not?

Because, I remind you,
this is my family and this is my house.

So, if you're cheating them,

you're also cheating me.

You think you're better than the rest.

And deep down, you're just like me.

Rather, you'd love to be like me.

Hmm?

Why don't you ask your parents

if the basket they found you in
was pretty?

So that you realize

that you and I come from the streets.

What nonsense are you speaking? Sorry.

Ah!

Miss Azcárate doesn't know
they found her on the street?

In the same streets where I grew up.

Luis.

- Have you seen Joe?
- The new guy?

That boy was fired.

What do you mean?

He had a problem with Mr. Alfredo
and he was fired.

Maura, ask Graciliano
to paint Sara's room.

So that it looks nice when she gets back.

Are you sure
you want me to ask Graciliano?

Mrs. Mariana,
it will take him twice as long.

That man drinks more and more each day.

I don't care. I want him to feel useful.

He's acting strange.
He's talking to himself!

People say that he's possessed
by the devil.

Oh, Maura.

If that were true,
the devil wouldn't be making such a mess.

I don't know,
but there's some truth to the rumors,

because, did you know…

My love? What's wrong?

Weren't you off to Cali with Grandpa?

I don't feel well.

Please bring me some chamomile tea.

Right away.

You're pale!

You're frozen.

I can't believe you know me so well.

It's because I'm your mom.

Please. I don't want to go
to school today.

- I'll feel better in a few days.
- No, relax.

You're not going anywhere
until you feel well, okay?

Sarita,

I got another driver. Let's go.

Dad, Sara's not going to Cali.
She's not feeling well.

But just a little while ago…

What happened?

I just don't feel well, Grandad.

Where are you off to?

Ask the man who is
"the owner of my land and everyone on it."

Get in.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Your father-in-law was very clear.

He threw me out of this house
and I don't beg anyone, just so you know.

Alfredo wasn't the one who hired you.

So, if I say that you stay, you stay.

What will happen to Berenice?

- I don't know, and I don't care.
- Why don't you care?

Looks like you're in love.

Fine, I'll handle the
problem with your girlfriend.

But stay.

Or are you no longer interested
in the business?

I am interested,

but I don't know
if I should stay in this house

because I don't want problems
with your father-in-law,

or with your daughter.

What does Sara have to do with you?

Hmm?

Don't go near her.

No, I won't.

I've just noticed
that they both don't want me here.

And why are you here?

To make friends or to make money?

I'll tell you a secret.

People like you and me,

to gain the respect
of people like Alfredo,

the only thing we have to do

is be richer than them.

So, what next?

You stay,
and stay out of sight for a while.

Until I tell you.

That's it, over there.

Joe!

You came back!

What happened with Mr. Alfredo?

Nothing, Benítez stood up for both of us.

And relax, your wages will be fine.

I have to fix something,
because I think I'll be here a while.

I thought you returned
since you didn't say goodbye.

Mm-mm. I don't like goodbyes because…

I'm not great at goodbyes.

So, you may leave at any time?
Just like you came.

Probably.

Okay.

Here it says

that your journey in these lands
is for a long, long time.

- Oh, really?
- Yes.

This says something else.

It says,

"I don't believe in that stuff."

- Joe!
- You do?

A witch, or what?

- Of course I can fire that Negro!
- I hired him.

I'm the one signing checks
in this company.

They're all my employees.

So are you.

You're right.

But he came with good references
and he didn't do anything serious.

You don't care that he kept me and Sara
waiting for an hour?

Because he was asleep,
hugging that other Negro.

That's irresponsible!
That's an abuse of trust!

I promise you won't see him again.

Very good.

It's not that hard to be smart, right?

When have you seen a white man
defend a Negro?

Who's just like all the Negroes.
Because none of them are important.

They're all replaceable.

How are the cotton flowers blooming?

As we've planned, Mr. Alfredo.

Rogelio, I've told you a thousand times,
I'll never plant sugarcane on my land.

Our business is cotton.
I won't plant sugarcane.

We're falling behind.

Or we see something nobody else does.

Why plant the same thing as everyone else?

We can try with a plot of land,
or buy more.

I don't want to buy more.

- We could grow.
- Or we could lose control.

- We already have your…
- Graciliano, please!

What's wrong with that drunk?

- Drop the machete!
- Get back!

Virgelina, I'll protect you!

They won't hurt you.

- Mariana!
- Graciliano, drop that machete!

It's the easy way,

or the hard way, damn it!

Drop that machete!

- Dad, lower the gun!
- Don't get involved.

Lower the gun.

I'll bring him home.
Please, lower the gun.

- Let someone else do it.
- No! I'll bring him myself.

Graciliano,

look at me.

I'm Mariana.

Put down the machete. Good, put it down.

Put it down.

That's it, relax.

Let go, let go.

Leave him be, Mariana.

- I'm taking him home.
- No, I can do it!

No, you can't!

I'll take him, Mariana. Excuse me.

- Come on.
- Don't let death touch me!

Have some dignity. I'm taking you.

How many dead people
do you have under your belt?

- You'll see, drunkard!
- No, no more!

Enough, Graciliano. Come on.

Enough! No more.

- I'll take you home.
- What a wretch!

Alcohol messes things up.

Drunk.

Fulgencio!

"Prenuptial agreement."

"Mr. Rogelio Benítez

states that he understands the scope
of each of the clauses below."

"Rogelio Benítez states
that he waives all property or benefit

associated with Hacienda La Victoria

if he enters into marriage
with Mariana Azcárate."

Graciliano, you must rest.

You can't keep drinking like this.
It's harming you.

- Over here.
- Say hello, honey.

My wife is greeting you.

Hi, Virgelina.

Now, sit down.

I'll get you something to drink.

Don't look at me like that, dear.

Look, I found coffee.

She's gone.

I see her less and less.

Soon, I'll ask someone
to bring you some broth from the house.

Okay?

- I don't want anything of yours.
- Please, calm down.

Everything was your fault.

You brought tragedy to my son
and to everyone in this house.

You're hurting me.

- Tears won't be enough.
- Please.

Get ready.

Because those who died unjustly

come back to claim
the life taken from them.

We're talking about Sara.
How much longer can we hide the truth?

I decided we won't tell her.
I hope you respect that.

We're making a mistake.

Sarita. Someone's asking for you.

Who?

Your dad's new assistant. Joe.

Wasn't he fired?

No. Tell him to go.
I don't ever want to see him again.

Sara, what happened?

Did he do something to you?

No, Ofe. It doesn't matter. Don't worry.

But tell him to go and never come back.

Idiot!

Miss Sara can't see you.

She's indisposed.

May I stop by later?

If I were you, I'd come tomorrow.

Excuse me.

Young man.

If you want to leave a message,

I can give it to her.

No, it's fine.

Thanks, excuse me.

Joe.

Joe, how are you?

Good.

What's the matter?

Not now.

Joe, what's wrong?

I said too much.

And I hurt someone.

If you told the truth,
you don't have to feel guilty.

That's the problem.
I don't know if it's the truth.

Look, Joe. Words can fulfill destinies.

If you had to say it…

What are you saying?

You know what?

Sometimes, I'd like
to stop being a blabbermouth.

Professor.

How interesting!

They're conferences I organize
for psychology students

about the importance
of overthrowing the regime

imposed by the National Front.

I didn't know there were
anti-government talks given here.

Well, no.
They're not run by the university.

I organize them as extracurriculars.

But it's open to other faculties.
What do you study?

I'm not a student, I'm a teacher.

- A teacher?
- Mm-hmm.

Are you a genius, or very lucky?

No, neither.

Tino, nice to meet you.

Eliana.

I came this semester from Bogotá.

I'd like to hear what someone
from the capital thinks. Very interesting.

I'd be delighted.

- Well, I'll see you there.
- Okay.

Congratulations, Erlinda,
it all looks great.

Thanks.

For everything. For my son, and for this.

You don't have to thank me.
Not you, nor anybody.

Tell me how things went with the lawyer.

I think it went well.
He said my son has… What was it?

- To appeal?
- That's it! To appeal.

I'm very happy that my son is free,
but there's another problem.

They won't accept him out there.

Bring him to work here.

Relax, I won't let anybody
discriminate against him.

Oh, thank you, boss. You're an angel.

I know that one day, my son and I
will repay you for everything you've done.

No, Erlinda. How can you say that?

It's fine. Don't worry. Enjoy!

Welcome, boss. Enjoy.

Well, as I was telling you,

we'll have a quiz on basic rights.

Put everything away, and take out paper.

Why didn't Sara come?

She had a family issue and couldn't come.

Okay.

Let's begin.

No, we're not firing Graciliano.

- He's no good anymore.
- He's been with us for many years.

That is true.

But it's also true
that he's become a problem.

- And he's talking nonsense.
- Graciliano lost everything.

We won't turn our backs on him.

Daughter?

Are you alright?

You're not hungry? Still sick?

How long has Graciliano worked here?

Centuries.

Yes, he's known me since I was a child.

So, I suppose he was here

when you were pregnant
and also when I was born, right?

Yes. He's known you since you were a baby.

And what was it like,
being pregnant here at the estate?

She was the most cherished woman
in the world.

Why do you ask?

I'm curious. Because you never talk

about your pregnancy,
or what it was like when you were dating.

The day you were born
was the happiest day of my life.

And yours, Mom?

It was the day I held you in my arms.

Sarita, you look very well.
Tomorrow, you'll go to school.

Subtitle translation by: Catharine Lailson