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ONE HUNDRED YEARS OF SOLITUDE
Jos� Arcadio.
Jos� Arcadio!
I don't know what you're working on, but we need to talk.
This is a solar weapon, you see?
A what?
A weapon that uses sunlight.
Here's the design.
No gunpowder, �rsula.
It's a magnificent idea!
- Magnificent for who? - It can be used by an army.
If I can put on a demonstration,
I bet I could sell it to the government.
I look forward to the day when you sell one of your genius ideas
that only you understand.
As news spread about the quality of the soil,
their tiny village transformed into an active town with stores and workshops,
which lured tradesmen from Arabia�
Morning.
�with slippers on their feet and rings in their ears.
- Matilde! - One second!
- Morning. - Morning.
They're ready.
These are good for another year, maybe.
But, �rsula, tell Jos� Arcadio he has to stop growing already.
Here.
Oh, please. Don't worry about it.
Thank you.
- Here, candy for you and the children. - Ah! Thanks! Just put them over there.
Mm.
Mm. Listen, these are so good.
I mean it, �rsula. You should sell these.
Oh, Matilde, there's too much for me to do.
Think about it.
By March, the gypsies had returned.
Fascinating.
You are a true inventor.
Thought you would never return.
The world is a big place, Jos� Arcadio,
and it takes some time to traverse it.
Trust me when I say that my plan
was always to see you again.
Come on, show me. Show me.
�rsula doesn't want me to say this in front of the children�
but I've reached the conclusion
that the Earth is round, the same as this orange.
You think I'm crazy too?
Quite the contrary, my friend.
I always knew you were an enlightened man�
which is why I have something for you.
That noon, as proof of his admiration,
Melquiades delivered his gift to Jos� Arcadio Buend�a.
A gift which would hold profound influence over the future of the village.
Aureliano!
Tell your father I'm going to the market!
Father, my mother wanted me to tell you--
Get out!
What's all this?
This? This is alchemy.
Alchemy�
The most ancient science in history.
We'll set up a laboratory so you can experiment with the elements.
What elements?
The building blocks of matter.
Ammonia. Lead. Mercury.
And sulfur.
Alchemy, my friend, is the mastery of matter
and the greatest, most splendid power
that human beings can wield.
Above this,
there's only God.
Aureliano!
Aureliano, come here!
Come on!
While Jos� Arcadio Buend�a devoted himself
to the teachings of alchemy,
�rsula was busy developing a promising candy-animal confectionery,
molding her profitable creations around sticks of balsa wood twice a day.
Mm.
Oh, tomorrow�
Candy for sale!
Let's see. We're almost out of lime.
Hey, where's Jos� Arcadio?
Those who were closest to Jos� Arcadio Buend�a,
who had known him since the foundation of Macondo,
were startled at how much he had changed under Melquiades's influence.
An alchemist's mission is to decipher the mysteries of matter.
And the ultimate proof of his total mastery
is the transformation
of common base metals
into gold.
That's impossible, Melquiades.
If it were that easy,
everybody would have endless quantities of gold.
It is possible.
For an alchemist, it's possible.
Look.
It requires a lot of skill and practice.
I strongly suggest you start with something simpler.
TRANSMUTING METALS THE DOUBLING OF GOLD
Can you imagine what we could do with that?
- There are no limits. - �rsula, Melquiades is staying for dinner.
All right. Help yourself to what's left.
Don't worry about me, thank you. I must be on my way.
I'm needed back at the camp.
Good evening.
Melquiades, I'd still like for you to come tomorrow morning if that's all right.
- See you tomorrow? - I'm afraid that won't be possible.
We're packing up our things. We leave at dawn.
But we just began with the experiments.
I know, but you have everything that you need to keep moving forward.
You can do this alone.
Don't worry. I promise I'll be back, my friend.
Next time you invite your friend for a meal,
ask me if there's enough food first.
You're always locked inside that room. You never think.
For your information, it's an alchemy laboratory.
And by the way�
it'll make us very rich.
Well, that's great
because my inheritance has almost run out.
Jos� Arcadio Buend�a, forget this nonsense once and for all.
We have a family to feed.
Jos� Arcadio, Aureliano! Food's ready!
Have you seen our children?
No.
Over there! It's over there!
- Go that way, Aureliano! - Okay, okay!
Run!
Ah!
Pilar, have you seen my children?
They left at dawn and haven't returned.
Ah, I'm sure they're close by.
Don't worry about it. Since you're here, why don't you sit down for a reading?
Ask away.
Jos� Arcadio Buend�a.
Pick three.
He observes the world differently.
He's a man of passions and obsessions.
Luckily, he's not interested in women or other vices,
or he'd spend his days drunk at Catarino's.
Oh, they're gonna get it now.
We'll finish later. Thank you, Pilar!
Jos� Arcadio!
Aureliano!
TRANSMUTING METALS THE DOUBLING OF GOLD
You won't believe what the kids brought home with them.
Tell me you didn't just take my coins.
Where are they?
I followed the formula step-by-step.
What formula?
A process that can scientifically double your gold.
Does that molten blob look like gold to you?
Well, I bet I could separate it.
I'd need to use a bit more sulfur, probably less lead,
What made you think you could take these without asking me?
You know I need those coins to help me grow my candy business.
What candies?
Not only do you do nothing for this house,
you also have the nerve to destroy what little we have left.
I'll recover every last gram of gold.
I swear.
No. I don't need you to recover any of the gold.
I just need you to take care of your family.
Of our children, who are growing up without a father.
They look like savages. I mean, look.
Jos� Arcadio.
Aureliano.
Come in.
Go ahead.
From that afternoon on,
Jos� Arcadio Buend�a gave them his best hours.
- He taught them how to read and write. - It's about patience. Okay, boys?
And told them about the wonders of the world�
I caught one!
�pushing the limits of their imagination to the extreme.
And eventually, the boys learned it was possible
to cross the Aegean Sea on foot,
that one could jump from island to island all the way to the port of Salonika.
�pastime was to sit and think.
Don't even try.
Here, these ones are ready to be sold.
I'll go get Jos� Arcadio.
I counted them, so don't think I won't notice if you take one.
That morning, when she entered the room,
�rsula was struck with a mingled sense of shame and pity at the sight of him.
He was so well-equipped, it struck her as abnormal.
And she began to relive her newlywed horrors once more.
Why that face?
Did Prudencio Aguilar's ghost visit you again?
- It's worse than that. - What could possibly be worse?
Jos� Arcadio.
- I saw him naked. - And?
His manhood is enormous.
That's normal, �rsula! He's growing. Everything grows at the same time.
That's not normal, Pilar.
Might as well be a deformity.
It's worse than having a tail.
What if he's forced to spend the rest of his life alone?
Quite the contrary.
He'll be lucky.
But if you need reassurance, I'm happy to do a reading.
Please.
Cut it.
Relax, Jos� Arcadio. This won't hurt.
Choose three.
What's it say?
That you will be unconquerable like a hurricane.
Oh my word!
Jos� Arcadio felt his bones filling up with foam.
And he experienced a languid fear and a terrible desire to weep.
What did the cards say?
His life won't be short in women or descendants.
I can assure you.
That night, in the terror of sleeplessness,
he desired Pilar Ternera again with a brutal anxiety.
He wanted to be with her�
for them to never leave the granary,
and for her to say, "Oh my word."
Mm. Wednesday.
Uh! Uh!
Pilar Ternera had permitted him to understand
the reason that men fear death.
- Good morning. - What flavors do you have?
- Tamarind, corozo, lime, and orange. - I'll have some orange and corozo.
Of course.
- How are things today? - Pilar!
Business is good, huh?
We can't even keep up now.
Stay here with the children.
- I'll go home and bring more candy. - Of course. Go.
- One lime and one corozo, please. - Go ahead.
- Could I have an orange one? - The orange one is scrumptious.
Jos� Arcadio� pass me the candy.
- Where were you? - Sh.
It's not the first time I've seen you leave.
Come on, what is it?
I met a woman.
A woman? What were you doing with a woman?
You mean, what was she doing with me?
Her skin smells just like smoke�
and her laughter scares the doves away.
When she touches me, it's� almost as if she knows my whole body
better than I do myself.
You can't imagine all the things
you can accomplish with a tongue, Aureliano.
You wouldn't believe it.
Oh!
We reached a moment where we nearly fainted
from all of the pleasure.
Oh!
What's it feel like?
Like the whole world is shaking.
The sun's rays converge at the lens,
and when projected, they can burn the target.
By concentrating them in one spot,
they'll make that vessel burst into flames.
- Yeah! Mother! - That's it!
Did you see that, �rsula? We did it.
It works.
Many years later,
seconds before the army officer gave the command to fire,
Colonel Aureliano Buend�a relived that warm March afternoon,
when his father interrupted his lesson,
to listen to the distant pipes and drums of the returning gypsies.
Melquiades.
Come! Come!
Come closer!
And see the most recent discovery of the wise men of Memphis!
The wonder that belonged to King Solomon!
Uh, 30 reales, please.
The chest gave off a glacial exhalation.
Inside, was an enormous transparent block
with an infinite number of internal needles,
in which the light of the sunset was broken up into colored stars.
The biggest diamond in the world.
No, sir.
It's ice.
- This is the great invention of our time. - Uh, uh, uh!
That's five reales more if you want to touch it.
Ah!
It's boiling.
Hey!
THE MAGNIFICENT WONDERS OF THE WISE MEN OF MEMPHIS
Experience the power of the Sumerian potion
that was kept in obscurity for centuries.
THE RENOWNED EUCLIDES
A thick syrup
to make oneself� invisible.
Ah!
I'm sorry, sir. You know Melquiades, the alchemist?
Melquiades is gone.
He perished in the dunes of Singapore.
That can't be true.
Melquiades, he can't have died�
Melquiades passed away.
Keeping alchemy alive is now the best way to honor his memory.
Jos� Arcadio!
Jos� Arcadio�
One Thursday in January, at two o'clock in the morning,
Amaranta was born.
�rsula examined her carefully.
She was light and watery, like a newt.
But all of her parts were human.
- She's so pretty. - Finally, the daughter you yearned for.
- She hasn't cried, not once. - That's true.
She'll be a very serene girl.
- Yes, congratulations. - Hey, this cookie's amazing.
- From the shop. - Have some bread.
Mm-hmm.
I made this myself. It's honey bread.
- Mm, so good. - So, where's your husband?
In his workshop, I would guess.
- Oh, let me hold her. - He won't be long.
- And then me. - Right�
We did it!
- �rsula! - Mother!
- �rsula! - Hey!
- Sh, sh, sh, sh. - We have guests.
The tiger came down from the mountain!
We thought you had died.
My friends. Magn�fico, Gerineldo.
- I have here some gold coins. - Sh, sh, sh.
Recovered from an impossible alloy.
Is this true?
- Yes, it is. - You have no idea how happy I am.
Congratulations.
- How many goats is that? - Set up shop!
Sh! Quiet.
My son, how about it?
Looks more like dog poop.
Watch your mouth!
Come on, let's eat.
- I'll pour us a drink. - Juice.
How are you? Oh.
Little baby! Little Amaranta�
Come in. My brothers are out.
He humiliates me! He keeps treating me like a little boy.
Don't let these silly things get to you.
I won't spend another second inside the laboratory.
I'll live life my own way.
Easy now.
Why don't you just tell your father what you actually want?
What I want
is to be with you.
Yeah, me too.
FOR THE FIRST TIME IN THE AMERICAS THE MAGIC CARPET
Over there.
That doesn't compare to how I feel when you and I together.
Now, you're a grown man.
We're having a child.
SHOWS
What's the matter?
Nothing!
Jos� Arcadio.
Leave me alone!
Jos� Arcadio lost his appetite and could not sleep.
He was so disturbed, anxious, and bitten by a hostile rancor against the world,
that he left his bed that night to mingle in the confusion of the fair
and find some solace.
After wandering around among all kinds of contraptions,
he spotted a young gypsy girl.
She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.
On first contact with her body,
the girl's bones seemed to become disjointed
with a disorderly crunch,
like the sound of a box of dominoes.
Oh!
All right, kids. Get up.
Where's your brother?
He hasn't returned.
Matilde?
Have you seen my son?
No.
Last time I saw him was at your house.
Maybe let's ask Pilar?
Pilar!
Have you seen Jos� Arcadio?
Catarino!
- Catarino, have you seen my son? - Your son? No.
He was with the gypsies last night.
He's a gypsy now.
Off you go. Run back home, all right?
Tell your father what happened.
In a few hours, Jos� Arcadio Buend�a gathered
a group of well-equipped men.
After three days of useless searching, they returned to the village.
Jos� Arcadio Buend�a was consumed by consternation
for several weeks.
Silver is best worked within filaments.
I'll show you how.
Don't worry, my son.
Your brother will come back.
Come on.
Grab the hammer.
We gotta hammer the silver to give it shape.
Here.
Time put things in their place.
Father! The basket!
Father, look!
- Father! - That's the properties of matter, son.
Nothing extraordinary, once you understand it.
During his prolonged confinement,
Jos� Arcadio begged with all of his heart
that the long-awaited miracle would not be turning metals into gold,
but �rsula's return.
Father! Look over there!
Almost five months later, �rsula returned.
It's your mama. Run!
She came from the other side of the great swamp,
where there were towns that received mail every month
and where they were familiar with the implements of good living.
Where's Jos� Arcadio?
I never did find their tracks, son.
And nobody else has seen him.
My little girl.
Who are all these people?
They all wanted to see the marvel of this small town
in the middle of the swamp.
You really did it.
You found the path that connects Macondo with the world.
I want to introduce Visitaci�n and Cataure.
My companions during the journey.
They're moving in with us.
- Welcome. - Thank you for having us.
- Pleased to meet you. - Welcome.
Easy.
Don't ever leave again.
You better not either.
Pilar.
Is everything all right?
Wait, whose child is that?
It's mine.
A boy, actually.
And his father?
It's Jos� Arcadio's.
I'm here to give him to you.
Pilar, what is this nonsense?
We fell in love, �rsula.
I don't believe it.
But we did.
Sh. I'm sorr� All right. Sh.
So It was you.
You're the reason my son disappeared that day.
If you coerced him with witchcraft to give you a son,
that bastard is yours to raise.
Please, just look.
I beg you.
This boy is your flesh and blood.
Sh, sh, sh, sh.
He has the eyes of our fathers.
Oh, no. There, there.
Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh.
A Buend�a needs to be raised with his family.
Then we'll raise him as our own.
As long as that whore never steps foot inside this house
and this child never knows his mother,
because her actions have brought shame into this family.
You heard our conditions, Pilar.
He'll have a better life here.
The baby was given the name of Jos� Arcadio,
but they called him "Arcadio" so as to avoid confusion.
Aureliano spent endless hours in the laboratory,
learning the art of silverwork by his own experimentation.
Adolescence had taken the softness from his voice.
He became silent,
perpetually solitary.
And yet, it had restored the intense expression
that he had in his eyes when he was born.
Let's play!
Come on!
Go hide!
What's that?
Ha! Run!
Run!
What's that?
- Run! - Run!
Run!
Go hide!
Run!
What's that?
Arcadio, Amaranta!
I don't wanna hear you speaking Wayuu.
I told you to please speak English.
What's wrong?
They're almost here.
BASED ON THE NOVEL BY GABRIEL GARC�A M�RQUEZ
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