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Guerrero and Aguilar were shipwrecked on the Yucatán

some years before, in 1511.

They were taken as slaves by the Mayans.

Run!

-Exterminate these beasts! -I am Gonzalo Guerrero.

And you will always remember me.

My grandfather went to the Indies at that time.

My father told me of his deeds.

That's why I joined the Tercios.

You have 24 hours to give us Pere Folch.

Or one of your loved ones will die.

The Padilla are organized in independent cells.

They only communicate through superiors.

Folch was one of them. That's why they want him.

He's dead as a doornail.

The Spaniards brought civilization to the Indies, we brought God!

He gave up all this to walk naked through the jungle?

Don't see the child. See the monster he'll become later.

He wouldn't eat peanuts. He knows he's allergic to them.

Who would think you'll be my worst enemy.

I should be listening to Rosendo!

Not here, surrounded by guys in loincloths who want to eat me! Fuck!

-Long live immortal God! -Don't move!

Your uncle died in 1518, during the conquest.

You haven't changed history.

And you mustn't feel guilty.

Thank you.

When I grow up I want to be a soldier like him.

I want to see my family.

All in good time.

Have you made any progress?

I said it was impossible. You can't travel to the future.

Please, Abraham.

We've brought you from the 15th century.

2017 is the end of the journey. It's the era...

Of the last and principal Ministry of Time. Yes, we know that.

But we want to go farther.

Perhaps if you used the computer...

We instructed you well enough to use it.

I'm a man of my time.

You're lying. You've discovered something.

In four months, even I would have.

I give you my word. It's impossible.

A Jew's word is useless.

I could make you talk.

Mr. Levi,

you have until tomorrow to show us how to travel to the future.

If you don't,

then accept the consequences.

May my family forgive me.

And God too.

Who are you?

Where am I?

THE MINISTRY OF TIME

EPISODE 30 THE SCHISM OF TIME

What are you doing, you fools?

Time is in danger.

Shit, it's Gandalf.

Time is in danger.

-No. -Let go.

Be advised that, from today,

-Lola will be part of the patrol. -I hope I'm up to it.

You are. You've proved your worth.

Very well.

Who are we going to fight now?

The Sons of Padilla, the Exterminating Angel,

-the Three Stooges... -We never know.

But the way things are, I wouldn't joke about it.

-You have to go to Peñiscola. -What period?

You won't have to travel in time.

You'll just take a train.

TIME IS IN DANGER!

You're saying you had nothing to do with this?

I know nothing about it.

I thought your family meant everything to you.

But obviously not.

Take care of this.

In my way?

In whatever way necessary.

If you've lied, I'll kill your family.

And you will witness it.

This man says he's the pope?

Yes, specifically Pope Benedict XIII.

-Benedict XIII? -Yes.

-Papa Luna. -Exactly.

One of the four Spanish popes in history.

Along with Damasus I, Callixtus III and Alexander VI.

-He knows the whole line-up. -Yes.

The King of France wanted a French pope, and the Romans, a Roman pope.

They ended up with two popes, one in France, Avignon, the other in Rome.

-How did this pope get in on the deal? -He succeeded the French pope.

To heal the split between Rome and Avignon,

they named a third pope.

And the remedy was worse than the illness.

Excellent. You've summarized the Great Schism in three sentences.

He looks like an old guy who's escaped from a residence.

We'd all think that if it weren't for the ring. Here.

The Ring of the Fisherman, the pescatorio.

Exactly.

-All the pontiffs have one. -Yes.

Are you an expert in jewelry?

-In art. -In art.

Let's focus on the subject.

Legend says that Papa Luna lost the ring in 1418.

One question: who...?

-Who will lead the patrol? -Yes.

Oh, God... We're Spanish. Improvise.

Like in the old days.

Boss,

can I have a word with you?

-Of course. -Thank you.

-If you'll excuse us... -Of course.

I understand you have Marta here.

What will you do with her?

Get as much information as we can.

She's an active member of Children of Padilla.

If I hadn't let her escape...

It would have saved us a lot of trouble, yes,

but don't think about the past.

Thank you, but it's no consolation.

I'm not saying it to console you.

It's an order.

Excuse me.

Shouldn't we go now?

No, the train doesn't leave for two hours.

The café's a rip-off. And the coffee is worse than this.

-That's impossible. -Believe me.

-Is he asleep? -No, he's praying.

I don't understand why Salvador didn't name a leader.

Really? Who would you choose?

I don't know. Alonso seems to know more history than you.

Well, Papa Luna combines his two favorite subjects.

Spain and God. No, Amelia was the cultured one.

Alonso is the brute force.

So, Amelia is the smart one, Alonso is the strong one... And you?

The one who screws up more than he should.

Head, you're the leader; tails, I am.

Isn't there an easier way to do it?

An exam, but there's no time.

Heads. You're the leader. I swear by God to obey...

All right, don't worry. Come on, let's go.

-I'll pay. -OK.

Who are you?

A nursing aid.

Who?

Don't worry. We'll look after you.

-We could wash your clothes. -No, no, no.

No, no.

Don't touch anything.

But...

I admit it's strange for me

to interrogate someone who... who saved my life.

It was I who decided to kidnap you.

But you couldn't let me die.

Why did you do it?

No, I'll tell you.

Because killing a child isn't part of your moral code.

You call me a terrorist. I'm not.

You and yours kill.

You prepare attacks where innocent people die.

Those who tried to kill Goya weren't innocent.

Pere Folch planted a bomb

to kill Alfonso XII and his government.

A king who lives in abundance

while his people die of hunger or in unjust wars isn't innocent.

The murderer isn't just the one who pulls the trigger.

It's also the one who buys the gun.

You think the same, but you prefer the comfort of your armchair.

If it's any consolation, I'm never comfortable.

Where is Pere Folch?

-In the castle of Loarre? -No.

He's dead.

What's he up to?

And you call us murderers?

What's the difference between you and us?

We never touched him.

-It was a heart attack. -You're lying!

Like when you said you wouldn't negotiate his freedom.

You couldn't, he was dead.

I didn't lie then... and I'm not lying now.

And even if he was alive, I'd never grant him freedom.

As I won't grant it to you either.

You've got nothing, Marta.

Your own companion tried to kill you.

Either I'm very mistaken

your own people think you're a traitor.

With all due respect, I don't understand you.

And neither do you, do you?

Why tell her that Folch is dead?

Because she'll never leave here.

Unless she ends up in Loarre.

She has no way to communicate with the other communards.

You told me to watch my empathy with Lola after the concentration camp.

You think this is because Marta saved my life?

-Yes. -Well, you're right.

But it's not just for that.

It has nothing to do with me, or you, or anyone.

Marta risked her life to save me,

and the Children of Padilla tried to kill her for that.

Who lives by the sword, dies by the sword.

Don't you realize?

Marta has her moral code, different from ours, but she has it.

It's the only way to get information from her.

Are you going to negotiate with her?

I'm thinking about it.

You said you'd never negotiate with terrorists.

No, I said I'd never accept impositions

and I'd never free anyone who could kill again, like Pere Folch.

Every crime deserves its punishment. That is just and necessary.

You got up very apostolic and Roman this morning.

Are these airs of the past that are returning?

Now, please leave me alone.

-I need to think. -Yes, sir.

When we travel so fast through the doors...

Don't complain. The film they showed was great.

Did you like "The Witches of Zugarramurdi"?

The actors were great.

Good afternoon. Ministry of... the Interior.

-Go ahead. -Thank you.

Good afternoon.

The Angels of Time.

Well, something like that.

And you?

I am Pope Benedict XIII.

"In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti".

And...? And your ring.

I kept it where...

no one would dare look for it.

No, I don't...

Is it real?

It doesn't look like a trinket.

The rabbi told me you would come.

The rabbi?

Abraham Levi.

The creator of the book of doors.

Tell us more, please.

Last night, while I was praying,

the rabbi fell into my room as if he'd come from Heaven.

Where am I?

He told me that he'd traveled beyond time.

So tell me,

what does a Jew want from an old Christian?

To save the world we know and the one that will come after us.

And how can I help you?

I arrived in this castle by sheer chance

but now I know I am looking at good man.

My fate is strange.

I am praised by a Jew and insulted by Christians.

They say that I'm a heretic,

An anti-pope

allied with the devil.

"Happy are you when you are abused and persecuted

for this is how they persecuted the prophets before you".

You know the Gospels?

Every sacred test is worthy of being respected and studied.

I will help you in all that you need.

Keep this book locked away, I beg you.

And for the good of humanity, don't let its pages come to light.

But if at any moment

anyone threatens you or tries to snatch it from you,

ask for help from the Agents of Time.

The Agents of Time?

They travel through time, as I did.

How will I know them?

They always travel in threes.

Then the rabbi showed me a secret passage

to get out and seek you.

And then, he disappeared.

-You haven't seen him again? -He told me that his family

was in grave danger and he had to hurry back.

Time is in danger.

Where is the book he gave you?

In that strange wardrobe,

with my clothes.

Why have you come back to here?

They tried to poison me.

I was giving good account of some poisoned sweetmeats

when, thank God, the miracle occurred.

My body reacted violently and...

-Holiness...! -I vomited up all that I'd eaten.

According to my physician, I escaped a certain death.

And all to protect the book.

It says here they were his adversaries.

They wanted you to renounce the papacy,

willingly or otherwise.

That doesn't reassure me.

According to the writings, they won't try again.

-So this is serious, eh? -You have no idea.

Don't worry, we'll get you home safe and sound.

-What year did you say we're in? -The year of the Lord 2017, Holiness.

And who is pope now?

An Argentinian.

An Argentinian.

-What is that? -It's all right,

-we'll take over now. -What's an Argentinian?

We've got problems.

Search everywhere.

You tricked me. I treated you like a guest and you laughed at me.

What did you find out?

Can you travel to the future or not?

The Cabbalah only allows travel to the past, to learn from our errors.

-You're lying! -I can't, I can't.

The future is in the hands of the Creator.

Damn Jew.

We were expelled from Paradise for playing at gods.

Where will your greed drag us?

I worship the Creator more than anyone! Understand?

Confess what you've discovered.

-Please, please. -Sir, look at this.

What's that?

It's the tree of life, a Cabbalistic symbol.

It represents the map of the Creation.

Continue.

This is a strange device that lets you see close up what is far away.

Well, times have really moved on.

"Sancta Maria, mater Dei. Ora pro nobis peccatorubis".

-Is anything wrong? -It wasn't my imagination

when you brought me here.

Those women are naked in the full light of day.

Yes, these are other times, Holiness.

What is that large road?

That's an avenue, called Papa Luna in your honor.

Is there a church in my name?

Well, you know that Church affairs move very slowly.

I think I'd rather go back to my time.

Do you remember how you got here?

I'd feel safer if you'd accompany me.

Of course. It would be an honor to escort you.

Six centuries will pass and I'll still be excommunicated.

It isn't just.

Has the Roman church where popes squandered fortunes

and forgot to pray to God been triumphant?

You shouldn't tell him.

I'm old, but I'm not deaf.

And don't worry,

I prefer the truth to being pitied.

You can't complain. You live here, in a castle, with views of the sea.

In my day, this is luxury.

For me, it's the last refuge.

Thank God, the King of Aragon gave me shelter and protection

-when I had to flee from Avignon. -What ignominy.

Whatever the Romans say, you're the pope.

-The Holy Spirit said so. -I was elected by 20 votes,

-out of 21, at the conclave. -Better than Eurovision.

I have little time left.

But I will not give way to the corruption of Rome.

I am the pope and will be until I die.

Benedict XIII is hanging in there.

Is that why?

Fancy that!

Here.

It's yours. You know it should never come to light. The rabbi told me that.

-We'll do that. -Thanks for keeping it.

In exchange, I only ask for one favor.

-Can you stay and sleep here tonight? -Of course.

But, why...?

I'm the pope, but I'm also an old man who's scared.

And this castle is full of secrets and mysteries.

Don't worry. We'll stay.

Don't worry, Salva.

Take a deep breath.

When you told me, I thought it was a joke.

Now you see it isn't.

You've just met Jovellanos.

Time travel is possible.

I can promise that it's true.

It's the Spanish Government's big secret.

Come along, I want you to see something else.

You can't tell even your parents about this, agreed?

Whatever you say, Don Adolfo

President...

-May I ask a question? -If it's only one.

Can we travel to the future?

The future doesn't exist. It isn't written,

because only the people, with their decisions, can write it.

This is the office of the Ministry's undersecretary.

The one in charge here.

-Is he from the past? -No.

Being in charge here requires two conditions.

Experience in the State service,

preferably with a diplomatic career,

and being from the same time as the Ministry he runs.

And you have all the conditions.

You'll come in as my advisor,

but one day... you'll sit in that chair, I'm sure of it.

You're very optimistic.

It's time for someone with new ideas to sit there.

I don't know if I'll be able to do it.

You will.

We both belong, by character and conviction,

to a majority of citizens

who want to talk a language of conciliation and harmony.

And if that is essential today,

I won't even talk about through history.

Come on, sit down, Salva.

What should I do when the bigger problems come?

Listen, and negotiate with everyone.

With everyone?

Even with the devil, if necessary.

I've done it.

And I didn't like it, I swear.

I think of those who are gone and deserve justice.

But I think of those who could die, and every death feels like my child's.

When you save a life, you're saving the world.

Boss.

Boss?

Yes, Angustias, I'm sorry. What did you want?

Are you all right?

Yes. Yes, of course.

I had a very serious doubt, but...

I've just resolved it.

I'll have dinner with you tonight, if you don't mind.

Excuse me.

What is this rigmarole? I don't understand it.

Let me see...

This...

Well, they're simple algorhythms. It's how you travel in time.

This...

I haven't got a fucking clue.

I've just done a course on the book of doors.

-May I see it? -Please.

The rabbi used three analysis mechanisms:

the gematria, the notarikon and the temurah.

The temurah, of course.

It can't be.

What is it?

According to these figures,

you can travel to the future.

Of course, we traveled to the future,

from our era to 2017. Of course you can.

No, this talks about a door to 2025.

You... you can travel to the future... to the real future?

-Yes. -But they'll be amazed at the Ministry.

I don't want to try that.

I've seen my future already.

I'm not interested in what's beyond that.

Knowing humanity, it will be as unjust as the present, or worse.

My God, what a cheery couple.

Let me do this... That's it.

What can I say?

I'd love to take a walk there, to see what it's like.

Forward, soldiers of the earth.

Fly toward mysterious space.

Don't fear the mishaps of war.

Show your zeal in other worlds.

Reading comics again?

It isn't any comic.

It's "Diego Valor", the space pilot!

-Oh, great. -It's the year 2025,

And Diego and his girlfriend, Beatriz Fontana,

are traveling to Venus,

to defeat the perfidious Great Mekong.

-That's stupid. -It isn't stupid.

In the future, we'll travel in spaceships

and populate other planets.

In 2025, you'll be...

80.

"The greybeard of space".

-I'm going home. -Wait.

Will you come to the cinema?

"Forbidden Planet" is playing at the Coimbra.

I've got better things to do.

The great Diego Valor.

It happened one spring

when Diego Valor, Beatriz, Javi and Lafitte were on vacation.

They were in the headquarters

of the Earth's Interplanetary Forces when...

Pacino, can I turn the page?

-Pacino. -Yes, sorry.

Yes, yes.

Can't we make the security copy tomorrow or in the Ministry?

No, we can't be too careful.

Why are you smiling?

She's talking like the leader.

-A female leader was always good. -That's true.

You still miss Amelia?

-A lot. -You can't imagine.

But you're you and she's her.

You stopped the Children of Padilla from executing us.

And we'll never forget that.

You haven't eaten much.

It's hard to have an appetite in my situation.

Coffee?

Marta, first of all, I want to be honest.

I know that whatever I offer you,

your life will never be normal.

It never has been.

In your diary,

we found the number of a door to get to 1821.

Do you still want to get to that date?

Why should I?

It's your era.

And because you tried before,

to save your father.

Along with these men.

Your father was executed on May 28 of that same year

for planting a bomb in a street, killing civilians,

a couple of aristocrats

-and children. -My father didn't do it.

Our aim is to protect the weak, not kill them.

I did it with you, when you were a child.

And do you know why?

To be worthy of the ideas my father taught me.

That's why you tried to free him.

He is in jail for founding the Children of Padilla,

not for the crimes he committed.

I suppose if I didn't lie to you before about Pere Folch

you won't lie to me now.

I swear I'm telling the truth. My father is innocent.

He told me seconds before he was arrested.

We can help each other.

Neither you nor I

want the innocent to die.

I propose traveling to the past,

to stop your father's execution.

I can't promise him freedom,

but he'll be in a modern prison.

Of course, in return

you'll have to give me some information.

Nothing is irrevocable,

except death.

-What's that? -Nothing good.

They have the pope.

-What happened? -I was watching

and some men appeared. It's a miracle they didn't see me.

-Take us there. -Yes.

Let go of me, you villains.

Go back to Rome and tell them I'll never give up.

We don't come from Rome.

Let go of him.

God Almighty,

if I am the true pope let the heavens open

and a bolt of your anger destroy these scoundrels.

Now!

For the last time,

tell us where the book is.

Never. I gave my word to protect it

If you don't collaborate, there will soon be white smoke.

And I don't see anything to burn,

except you.

We must attack!

They've got automatic rifles. How can we?

I'm more than enough to destroy those wretches.

-You're good with a revolver. -It's open country, they'll see us.

-Will you let the pope die? -The priority is the book.

-He's a helpless old man. -I know.

But wait till we have a plan.

-No, let's go. Let me go! -Listen. It's an order.

Run!

I swear to protect the pope and to...

They're Knights Templar.

-Why do you stop? -Intruders. And a woman.

Spies for the French king. Kill them!

Don't take another step.

It can't be.

He isn't an intruder.

Look at his face.

-Forgive us. -Damnit, here you are!

Are you really Don Pedro de Moneada?

Say yes to everything.

Yes, yes, I am.

But you...

You died at my side at the siege of Acre a long time ago.

I was a boy and still remember you.

You haven't aged at all.

You are a spirit.

Yes.

Yes, I am a spirit.

I have returned from the dead to help you.

-my Templar brothers. -Very good.

Let us ask God for help.

You are the sign we needed.

Don Pedro,

would you preside over the initiation of our brother, Hugo de Claramonte?

Of course.

Your servants must leave the room.

Are we mad?

You want me to ask the king to spare the life of a killer?

-Exactly. -What do I tell the king?

That the man he ordered to be executed is on a spree?

Fernando VII needn't find out.

It's impossible. I don't know how it is here, in 2017,

but I assure you that in 1821 the king is God.

And if you don't know, the king is planning a coup

to restore absolutism in a few years.

-We know the story. -Then you'll also know

that he'll carry out an attack on the intellectuals

and he'll hang General Riego and me, if I disobey him.

-Palazuelos... -No, no, and now.

The coffee.

Thank you.

-Coffee. -It's obviously not from a jug.

Angustias, thank you.

Then we'll move on to Plan B?

-What plan is that? -Executing someone who isn't Cascajosa.

Yes, arrest someone who has committed violent crimes

-to substitute for Cascajosa. -As if it were so easy.

Palazuelos...

Yes, you...

You have information and contacts from the era.

-I'll owe you one. -You owe me several.

Very well, ask what you want.

-One of those coffee machines. -A percolator?

No, bigger, the kind where you put in coins.

And that works on maravedis.

Done.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I know you don't agree with my decision.

You're in charge.

I'd never allow myself to be disloyal.

I'd never allow myself to be it twice.

Explain again about the "carmelite".

-The capucchino. -Yes.

It's like milk coffee with chocolate powder and cream on top.

-And decaffeinated? -A coffee that doesn't keep you awake.

-Then what's the fun in it? -At this stage, none.

It's all in the instruction leaflet.

I wouldn't swap it for explanations in person.

May I call you Angus?

Not unless you want a kick on the shin.

You can take the machine, and hurry up.

You have to save a man from the scaffold.

What's the hell's going on? I don't understand.

It's the same castle but we went through a door in time.

When the pope said that this castle held secrets, he wasn't lying.

From the technique in the portrait of Alfonso's double,

we've gone back a century.

We're at the start of the 14th century.

How do you know so much about art?

My mother took me to the Prado every week.

I went once, with the school.

-Now what do we do? -Call the Ministry for reinforcements.

INCOMING CALL PRIVATE NUMBER

-Yes? -Hello, Mr. Méndez.

-Who is this? -That doesn't matter.

You have something that belongs to the Exterminating Angel.

-How did you get this number? -If you don't give me the book,

His Holiness Benedict XIII will die.

It needn't be like that, we can talk.

Don't interrupt me again.

I'll also execute Abraham Levi.

And, in case you don't realize,

that means the rabbi will never give Queen Isabel

the book of doors.

I think you've understood the gravity of this.

We want the rabbi and the pope in exchange for the book.

-At dawn in the courtyard. -Did you hear?

We want them both, or there's no book.

If you try to get help from Mr. Martín,

I'll execute the pope and the rabbi immediately.

What is it? Is there a problem?

Yes, a very big one.

We have to persuade the Templars to give us a hand.

I don't understand.

We must invent something so they'll help us with the pope.

I won't lie to them. It would be a dishonor.

What do you want from us, Don Pedro?

I want you to fight at our side.

When I saw you die bravely at the hands of that Saracen,

I asked the Lord for a chance to avenge you.

He listened to you.

Who are our enemies, Don Pedro?

Wolves in sheep's clothing.

False prophets who pretend to serve God

but only use him to deceive true Christians.

Gather all the knights you can.

They are all dead, Don Pedro.

There are only six of us left.

Six?

The King of France accused our order of heresy,

and ordered our capture.

Many were executed, We had to flee.

We built this castle on the Arab citadel.

It's our last refuge.

This can't be the end of the Order.

If we have to die, so be it.

It is the greatest honor to fight at your side again.

Not for my glory, Lord, but for yours.

Not for my glory, Lord, but for yours.

Who are you?

Where are you taking me?

What do you want from me? I won't talk.

Let go of me.

Soon you can see your father.

He's coming to the Ministry.

Just two names.

-We know there are many more. -I only know two.

We are divided into small groups and know nothing about each other.

How do you get your orders?

Through classified ads in the newspaper.

Save my father and I'll tell you how to trap the rest.

Father.

-Are you well? Did they hurt you? -I'm well, child.

Sit down, father, rest.

So this was your doing.

Father, you taught me to defend the innocent.

I thought I'd never see you again.

And it would have been better.

-Traitor! You sold out your people! -My God!

Security!

We need a doctor in the interrogation room.

Stop! Stop!

What have you done? She's your daughter.

No, not since she betrayed the cause!

-She thought you were innocent. -This is a war. Wars have victims.

Like the children your bomb killed?

Revolutions have their martyrs, whoever they may be.

Get him out of my sight.

To get to the courtyard without being seen,

we'll enter through here.

There are two secret tunnels.

We'll ambush them

here and here.

So be it.

Let's see.

We'll be in the courtyard,

here.

On my signal,

you'll attack.

It will be an honor to fight beside you, Don Pedro.

Let us pray before the battle.

God, my Lord,

carry us to glory.

Go, go, go!

Grant with my sword that those who seek you find you.

Give me strength for the dispirited.

Give me mercy for the repentant.

Give me hope for the oppressed.

Above all, wreak havoc on the perverted.

And first of all,

give justice to the excluded.

Amen.

A beautiful day to die.

You're really fucking encouraging.

A nice day to crush those bastards.

That's better.

Mr. Méndez and company, a pleasure to meet you.

I thank you for not having informed your superiors.

Never mind the speeches. How do we make the swap?

One of you will bring the book

while I let these gentlemen go over to you.

And each one can return to his time.

-I'll bring it. -Good attempt.

The lady can come.

-When you wish. -But first throw down your arms.

All of them, please.

"Deus vult!"

Get down!

Kill them!

I too held your head.

Have we won?

Yes, and it was an honor to fight at your side.

From you I learned that there is only one way to live and die:

with honor.

We will meet in the beyond.

We will protect our brothers.

Always.

They got help.

They must have called the Ministry and we didn't realize.

I know very well that they didn't.

Because of you, we can't travel to the future.

We've lost this battle, but not the war.

Idiot.

Napoleon said those words. He founded an empire.

What have you done?

Today, you may have lost it.

The next time I won't fail.

No, you won't.

So we can travel to the future.

Yes, so it seems.

But we still haven't confirmed it.

All the times I said we couldn't...

No, we can't take it on.

If the Presidency find out, we're finished.

So it mustn't leave here, understood?

We have enough on our plate.

Why look at me? My lips are sealed.

In that case make me a large cup of linden tea.

Don't you realize the opportunities this offers?

We can anticipate any problem at world level.

I'm not so sure.

We can cure cancer, Alzheimer's, decades ahead of time.

Can you imagine the favor we'd do humanity?

Spain would the I+D department for the world.

I'll see what we'll do.

Where's Levi?

In the infirmary, nothing serious, they're seeing to him

-And his family? -They're safe.

Well? What are you going to do?

Right now, give you the afternoon off.

You can go.

No, not you, Pacino. Stay, please.

-Have I screwed up again? -No.

I wanted to talk to you...

about Marta.

Has something happened?

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-And if they come back for me? -Don't worry.

We'll do the same with you as with protected witnesses.

If you explain it, I'll understand.

Well, three of my most trusted field agents

will watch over your family throughout the day.

I appreciate that.

It's strange.

A time will come when I offer my book of doors to Queen Isabel,

to protect my people from the old Christians

who are burning the synagogues and driving us from our homes.

-And now... -And now?

Now I am also attacked by people from other eras,

like those madmen from the Exterminating Angel.

Stop them, I beg you.

I assure you I'm doing all I can to do that.

What will you do with it?

What would you do?

This book shouldn't exist,

but it's your decision.

I don't know, maybe we should have tried it.

-to see if it worked. -Are we doing the right thing?

I've never been so sure of anything.

As an old friend of mine said,

the future doesn't exist.

It isn't written.

Only the people, with their decisions, can write it.

What did Salvador want?

Nothing, it was a personal matter. Don't worry.

Where's Alonso?

He left. He was feeling down.

We saved the pope, didn't we?

But not the Templars.

Well, at times these missions are bitter-sweet.

Like the pork they serve in Chinese restaurants.

-See you tomorrow. -See you tomorrow.

-And thanks. -For what?

For everything.

I'm glad you're our new companion.

I bet you say that to all the girls.

Remember you have a copy of the book. You can use it to travel to the future.

Yes, I know.

Erase it all, that's my advice.

Congratulations, captain.

Your first mission as patrol leader has been a success.

Call me Diego.

In any case, it was all thanks to you,

Professor Fontana.

Modest as well as handsome.

Beatriz... May I call you Beatriz?

Yes.

Have you finished loading the barrels of disintegrating energy?

Yes, sir. The crew is waiting for us in the spaceship.

Let them wait.

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Every time it's harder to dream.

I don't like the situation. The Children of Padilla aren't going to sit back.

We have two of their leaders.

Well, one is dead and the other's in a coma.

-But they don't know that. -They haven't infiltrated

but they know the Ministry perfectly.

Moorish refugees have appeared in the middle of Madrid.

They've come from 1609.

The King of Spain has sent us to sign on behalf of our country

the recognition of these colonies.

You mean ex-colonies, don't you?

Be alert and shadow the liberator everywhere. The attack is imminent.

We had to leave our homes,

forced out by the royal troops.

My name is Fernando Esteso, sir.

And mine, Andrés Pajares.

We're facing one of the gravest problems for this Ministry,

that everyone knows it exists.

You hate saving Bolivar's life, admit it.

I'll carry out my mission, but don't ask me to do it happily.

-Is my life in danger? -I assure you it is.

It's a conspiracy, a serious one.

Leave immediately with Lola for 1609

to negotiate with Philip III.

I'm his son's favorite painter.

Velázquez, in 1609 you were ten years old.

I was a quick learner.

Let me know the hour, the weapon and the place.

We'll see who stains his breeches.

This is called changing history, and in a big way!