THE ANARCHIST'S WIFE
On July 17, 1936 a coup d'etat
led by General Franco
ends with the democratic government
of the Spanish Republic
It is the beginning of a long
and brutal civil war.
By its end in 1939 one million
people were killed,
two million have been imprisoned
and 500,000 exiled.
 I was 4 years old when Franco 
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 sent upon us the crows
German Condor Legion 
Soon I learned to distinguish the
noise of a Henkel
from  a claim throne
of a Junker 52 ...
I could measure the distance at which
a bomb had fallen, 
 as other, more happier , children  learned
how far a ray falls from
the noise of a thunder. 
Terror is at our cities doors,
 and in our hearts ...
The war between 
tyranny and freedom 
will take place in our streets. 
Madrid is much more than
a city ...
these days.
It is a symbol of resistance.
We are the last line of defense
and we have the truth with us. 
Companions, 
Comrades ...
Neither Hitler nor Mussolini could
threaten our hope.
Our rifles are 
loaded with justice .
-Manolo, go home!
-Run! 
 I do not know where he is.
-Come on, hurry! 
-The planes are coming!
-The fight is not only
for us and our children. 
We fight for the souls of all free
men and women  of this world.
Madrid resists for more than
18 months now ,
Madrid and has no fear!
It will be the tomb of fascism!
No Passarán!
-You'we been listening to Justo Calderón,
live from Madrid.
-Manuela!
-Manuela!
-Justo!
Justo!
-This is not the best time.
-And when will it be a good time, woman?
It's our anniversary!
- Fucking Nazis!
- Look ...
The 5th column will try to stop
the rebels in this area.
And then ...
- More attack!
- We will die!
-My goodness!
We will die, and I do not want to die!
- These are the enemies, from 
the surroundings of Madrid,
and we are defending Europe
so that nothing bad will happen.
- Where is Father?
- Father ...
We will be up north ...
prepare the defense of the university's
campus.
If all goes well ...
Well ,that's another story.
-I'll leave you some documents.
 Keep them safe in my office.
-Of course.
Manuela, we will go forward,
step by step ...
- Tread the happy field
battles.
-"Sing to love softly
and cry for freedom ... "
"For Spain who suffers,
you've come without thinking. "
"For the best cities,
are flooded with blood. "
-No  companion falls in vain.
For the future will be ours! 
"Today Madrid was bombed 
three times ..."
-Go!
"The number of casualties is unknown ..."
-Good morning, Mr. Muñoz.
-Oh, you're here.
I thought ...
that with the war, I'm sorry.
Good morning, Ms. Calderon.
-What's happening?
 Are you moving?
- I lost everything!
Bum! And it flew in the air and 
down on the street.
 "A 2000-pound bomb
fell in Puerta del Sol .. "
- I wanted to ask you ...
If ...
I could leave my
things in the office.
Only for a few days.
- Of course, no problem.
But you could live here.
There is enough place.
- Thank you very much.
We will not change anything.
You can fully rely on us.
- All right, Pedro.
 "In the lands of Castile ..."
 "In the lands of Madrid ..."
 "You're walking, prisioner,in chains ..."
- Go ,go,go!
Forward !
-Hello, Jaime!
-Hello.
- Our positions are consolidated.
Which allows us to send a support
battalion to the 46th Division tomorrow.
 "Teruel ,back to our ..."
 "Hand in hand, we go forward." 
Step by step.
- Justo, is that  you?
- Shall we dance?
-No.
- And this dress?
-For you to take off.
-For me to take off ...
-Love, did you find
my wool shirts?
-You never find anything!
Have you  looked in your grandmother's dresser?
- In the dresser?
- What is this?
My law books, Manuela!
Your brother takes books from my library
to teach, that I understand ...
but use them to light the fire,
this is too much!
- I shall die of cold?
- No, dammit!
Use chairs scattered throughout the house,
they burn better than paper.
This takes long to write,
my love.
And only  fascists burn
books, damn it.
- Fascists, I don't care ...
I am cold.
Want a pear?
- Oh ...
- Sometimes you say things that it
seems you to have lost your mind.
- And you,from fighting so much
for your ideals,
you seem to be losing your sense of humor.
-Yes.
- Wow!
- Come ...
Listen.
The "nationals" have taken Teruel.
Soon enough they will be
pressing on Madrid.
I want you and Paloma to flee while
Valencia Road is open ...
I can get a car
and coupons for gasoline.
- What we need is coal.
- My love, listen, it's important ...
- We will ...
- Will you see me tomorrow?
- Hello, sister!
-Take care of him.
-Are you joking?
He is the hero.
He takes care of everyone.
- Go inside, it's cold.
-Holding hands.
- Of course.
"Sing love in a low voice , ..."
"and shout for freedom!"
- Go inside, it's cold!
- Will it take long to
Guadalajara?
Can we go back and forth in a day?
- Of course, sir.
- Well, let's see what
we have here. 
This is what we have.
- It does not seem so clear.
You will need this.
-Are we ready?
-Yes.
- So , let's go !
-Murderers!
-You bastards! 
- Wuss!
-Sons of bitches!
"Face the sun ...
 "with the new shirt ..."
- Sing, galician!
 "Who has wine, wine who has ..."
 "Who has wine
should give me a little! "
 "Who has not," 
"bring fast  a bottle." 
 ""
"Water that it not drank ..."
"Water that it not drank ..."
 - Again!
"Water that it not drank ... ..."
 "lets go ..."
-A dog's coming.
-A fascist dog!
-Look!
-The puppy has a message ...
- What a bunch of pussies!
- They'we sent a dog .
- What the hell do these
sons of bitches want?
- They are asking for cigarettes.
-We'll dynamite
their pussies!
- Where are the cigarettes that
Americans gave you? 
- And wine of La Rioja ...
- And food to indulge in!
- Come here, children!
You won't regret it!
- Its unfortunate.
-Are you ready?
-Almost.
-Martin has arrived.
- Tell my sister I have a bathtub.
- Tomorrow I will bring it.
- Manuela will be happy!
 - Fucking bastards! 
I gave your sister a small gift ...
and she thanked me all night!
- Will take your ass, you bastards!
-See you on Wednesday, Pilar.
-By.
I haven't married so I can
lead a life of a nun.
I miss San Francisco.
 I'm going after him.
-You are crazy!?
 It is very risky.
They're waiting from both sides.
-Where are you going, Paloma?
-Can I play with you?
- Do they  sell something else
that chickpeas?
- Have you spoken to Francisco?
- He's in Burgos, with Franco.
Manuela, I'm going ...
I cannot stay in Madrid,this is like hell and
everyday is worse.
- This is crazy, Pilar.
-Can't you wait?
-Wait for what?
So he look for another (woman)?
Men are weak.
Shouldn't try their luck.
- Lucky for what, Aunt Pilar?
Are you leaving already?
-Yes, because I'm in a hurry.
- Look how grown-up you are!
- And look how strong I am!
Just like Dad.
- Good morning, I have 
a message for Ms. Calderon. 
-Good morning, Dona Pilar!
-Good morning, Concha.
-They haven't opend yet,
but they say there is bread at
"Puerta del Sol".
but it's too far for the little girl,
I prefer to go alone.
-Very well, but remember to take
a peek at home.
-All right, bye.
-Everyday you're more beautiful, Paloma.
-It is a dream.
- Everyday she looks more like you.
- See you tomorrow to eat?
- Of course.
- Goodbye.
- Two more minutes and you're ready.
-You are so beautiful!
-You are beautiful!
- Mom, can I go see if Carmen is at home?
- Yes, but come back soon, honey.
 I remember the war more and more every day. 
not the fear ...
I do not remember having been afraid.
- Daughter!
The Krueber cannons of the fascists
had a sharp sound as ...
injections. 
- She's dead.
- Paco, call a doctor!
This was children's music
in our trapped Madrid. 
Dad spoke on the radio
about fighting and victory. 
And mother sang so we couldn't hear the bombs.
- Me ,alone in Paris?
- You'll be safe.
- I don't even know French.
- And if you sing?
This tag can do very well.
- No, you won't get rid of me.
- Be careful.
- My life is here.
 In this country.
- We can't take it back,
everything is organized.
Martin will take us to France.
He even found a place to live.
We can not lose this opportunity.
Things go wrong lately ...
- Exactly ...
- Paloma is starving.
  You must go, for God's sake!
-For God?
-Yes.
- No.
-I've been thinking and I'm staying!
-Listen.
If Madrid falls, they won't have pity.
You're the wife of an anarchist.
- If you'll die
  I will die with you.
- My life, listen.
I'm not talking about death.
I'm talking about live.
- I do not want to live without you.
- Please ...
Please ...
I need you yo live!
- Hey, be careful!
- Pilar!
 Pilar!
Pilar !
- If they touch me,
  I'll kill them, do you hear me?
- I'll kill ...
- Leave it, Pillar ... 
- And when I'm done with them they will not
have the desire to destroy anything more.
They will destroy everything, Manuela.
Everything.
Just think about it.
- You can't stay here.
- If you want, I can talk to Justo.
-Justo will help me?!
The wife of his falangist brother?
For him, Francisco is dead and buried.
And so am I.
-Trust me.
- Who's the boss here?
- Calm down lady.
There is no boss here.
-Alfredo!
-Yes ...
- Come see the girl who came.
- I have a pass ,can you read?
-Justo Calderón is your husband?
Justo Calderon
the voice of our revolution?
- What are you doing here?
At this fascist bitch' s house  ?
- I came to get her.
- Want to betray the trust of the people?
The people decide.
Do you oppose?
- She has a clean heart.
  She doesn't deserve this.
- And the fellow who die
every day, do they deserve it?
 Do you think that her husband would think
twice before he shoots me? 
- I answer for her.
- The comrades will take her.
- If you want ,you can stay until she's taken to the headquarters.
- She did nothing!
-And you have to leave ...
-Let me go ...
- What's going on?
 What's going on?
Pilar ...!
Pilar ...
No!
-Murderers!
-Murderers!
-Quiet.
-They are the "Dawn Brigade" lady,
they are out of control.
-How can you say that?
-They are of another war.
They have the devil within.
Pilar!
"Our common enemy is fascism.
"But our hatred ...
is directed to all those who
abuse the name of this revolution
to justify intolerable acts.
Our compass is the honor.
Never forget this.
Let the monopoly of lies and
cruelty to Franco and his partners.
No Passarán!"
"This was  the last newsletter of
our comrade,
Justo Calderón, live from Madrid. 
From tomorrow we will be joined by
the comrades from the ...
22nd International Brigade
in front of Ebro. "
The victory is near. 
- See you tomorrow!
- Brother ...
You got what you wanted, right?
You have yet another innocent
on your conscience.
- What are you doing here, traitor?!
- I had to bury my wife.
Pilar has not done anything!
They didn't even let me see her.
- Listen to me.
We did not start
this madness, brother.
Here all of us bleed,
but we are not left
even with tears, you've taken everything.
So go complain to Franco!
- I'll kill you!
- What are you waiting for , shoot.
If not you, some
other fascist gets me.
- You are my brother ...
and you killed my wife.
- See you on the battlefield, brother.
- Justo!
"My father had gone for three days
and almost 4 months have passed now.
 Neighter did his voice came back. 
Teruel had fallen
again. 
The siege of Madrid narrowed. 
 And despite the courage
international brigades ...
Franco had managed to
cut the country in two. 
The hope fell faster than the men." 
In  ...
 ...
 fe ...
 se ...
 defense ...
 Madrid. 
- Everyone in the defense of Madrid!
-Ver good!
You know you're one of my
best students?
- Please don't joke around, I can't
hear anything.
- No, no, no.
Where are you going?
- Afterwards, afterwards ...
- We didn't finish the lesson yet.
-I'm trying to tune but ...
 "The men of Echague
are almost prisoners ..."
 "... Retrieve the Spanish land" 
- Daddy!
 "Our army has 4000
prisoners ..."
"Gradually we will move forward ..."
-I do not understand anything ...
-They made 4,000 prisoners ...
"We are full of hope."
 "No Passarán" 
"This is Justo Calderon live from ..."
-Take care, Justo!
We must celebrate!
A glass of wine?
-You're pregnant ...
-The bottle will end today.
I don't want to save it.
-Women and wine.
 What more could you ask?
Paloma my life, but how skinny you are!
You are so skinny.
You must be nice
with your uncle Luis.
-Can I taste a little wine?
-No.
You can't taste.
-Do you want to go to the movies ...
 to celebrate?
-Yes!
-That's great, I can finish 
my lesson with Concha.
- I want to travel!
-A doctor, please!
-Uncle Luis, 
-A doctor!
-What doctor!? 
They're all at the front.
-And Mr. Martinez?
-I didn't see anything
but bleeding.
-The building!
-Did you saw  Luis  and Concha?
- Mr. Martinez, did you saw my uncle Luis?
-Who knows , maybe down under.
- Luis!
Luis! Concha!
-We need more people,
it may collapse at any time. 
-Paloma!
I'll look for uncle Luis. 
Paloma!
Paloma!
-Paloma!
-Madam, do not ...
-Paloma!
-Yuri, what? Are you afraid
of Yagüe and his Moors?
They control the industry with
the new air defense.
Don't want to provoke the
Condor shots!
-Leave me alone!
-You bastard!
-What's wrong?
-Marc Le Prince?
-Justo Calderón, my friend!
What are you doing here?
-Are you going to Madrid?
-I don't know anything about my family.
-We have a plane.
  If you want, I can take you to Madrid.
- The pilot?
-It is my wife.
Magdalena.
Leni.
Lenin?
The Communist ...
- Jaime ...
What are you waiting.
Prepare the plane.
-They say a whole family died!
-My no!
My no!
-Dad, you're back!
-My sweetheart!
- Mr. Augusto, did lost your keys?
- My love.
Where's Mommy?
- Daddy's here.
We'll eat chocolate every day! 
And go to the circus and see the magic.
- It's working ...
How did he do it?
- We'll name him ...
Rafael ...
The name of poet.
- The name of an angel.
- Rafael ...
If we were more
or better
or with better weapons, ...
- You're the bravest of all, dad.
Alone against Franco and Hitler.
- I know.
With these two I can handle it, as they
are this size.
- Sanchez has been here two
times  last week.
I did not know what to tell him.
- Let's move the case to Dr. Borrell
who knows you very well ...
And the rest we will close.
- Do you think ...
to close the office
forever?
- Do not worry,
I have spoken to the bank so
you can recive you're salary.
-There is no reason to worry yourself.
-Thank you, Mr. Fair.
- As always you,
think of everything.
I wanted to tell you ...
I'm just a lowly secretary,
with respect to your  wife and daughter,
I assure you Mr. Justo
that I will do everything possible for them.
Trust me.
- Thank you very much.
- You should be in Paris showing
your work and not in the trenches.
Your are very talented,
my brother.
- You should have persuaded
Manuela to leave Madrid ...
I had no strength to convince her and
now the offer closed.
And in this way
I can not do anything.
- Never thought that the French
would close the border?
President Daladier
is a coward.
- Will  you go again?
- Yes.
I should  be in Barcelona
on Tuesday.
- Does she know?
- Thought to tell tonight.
Could you give her this letter when I'm gone?
I cannot come back.
- The future is with us, Justo.
We'll see each other again.
- If we lose the war, Luis,
there will be no future
for people like us.
- Like a cruise in
the woods.
-A magic carpet stolen.
-Oh, Justo ...
Life is so easy when we
are together.
- You know there's much 
at stake, don't you?
Our life,
the lives of our children.
- When do you leave?
- There will many people,
of all parties to ...
stop these animals who wish
destroy all that is good.
We would not be alone in this war.
- My love ...
Chiquitita, Chiquitita, please.
- My love ...
I can't abandon this.
Do you understand me, I can't abandon this,
I'll follow it to the end.
- Please.
Please ...
- Hello!
This is the house
combrade Calderon?
-Who would like to know?
-The comrades.
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I came to get him ...
 - Wait here. 
- A second ... I'm coming.
- What's your name?
- You are an example ...
A real example.
Everything you say is noble and right.
But I can't do this anymore.
I'm not a soldier, Justo.
I'm your wife.
-My love, we must wait.
-Wait?
Always wait.
What kind of war is mine?
If you leave now , I will forget you.
- If so,
it's better to forget me.
"Nothing never ends, Manuela.
Do not forget. 
 "I think of your skin, so smooth." 
 "At the curves of your hips and toes,
your feet that move alone. "
 "Come," 
 "come on ..."
 "I want to kiss your neck." 
 "I want to be unarmed and naked
and be innocent again. "
 "My kisses descend ..."
 "until I reach your ears
that rest on my heart. "
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- Can't you hurry?
My patience has limits!
-Mine too!
- Every day the same thing.
You go in there and stay as if we don't exist!
-What?
-Don't intervine!
Also she lets the water
open for hours.
- It's true ...
We have to deprive ourselves of everything 
- And I don't deprive myself of anything?
I have 2 children and you 
occupying all.
You all know that
this is my house!
-Are you leaving?
- Pay attention, dear ...
Mom has one thing to do.
Take care of your brother, allright?
I'll be right back.
I want to see  General Posaz.
- Permit.
Journal Floreano, accompany her
to General Posaz.
- Let's go.
- I need to know
where my husband is.
Can anyone tell me?
- Nobody.
It's the end, ma'am.
Did you try at the Interior Ministry?
-I come from there.
-There is nobody there.
-Of course,
Franco is in Barcelona and
our government is on the way to Figueres.
At the French border there are 
already thousands
who left
weapons and surrendered.
A real disaster.
Maybe your husband
intuited all of this  and is now ...
resting quietly in Paris.
- Never!
You'd kill him before he
committed a betrayal!
- Look, my duty now is to
leave Madrid.
You should look for a 
passport and take a boat.
Do you have a passport?
- Thank you, General.
- Are those your bottles that
are in the hall?
We need them.
- Carmen, what's cooking?
- Did it work?
- It did not work, but we
continue to look .
- Look ...
Do you want? It's fresh?
- No, thanks. And my  coffee?
- Yes, good coffee ...
Five pesetas.
- This is a robbery!
- This is what happens
when you want to help.
- You? Help?
Are you a  clown now and
you're full of jokes?
 "We will not
mendacious propaganda ..."
"... following our ..."
-Is that president Negrin ?
 "and with the support of our
united army ..."
 "will fight with all means
this imminent danger ..."
- You must accept defeat,
bastard.
Only nationals can enter
in Madrid when they want.
- I always knew you were Franco's supporter!
Well ..
Now at least it's clear!
- They say there will be world war.
- A world war will not
affect Franco's possition.
Madrid is the end.
If you get Madrid, it was over.
Here this fascist is right.
We have to negotiate peace, but ...
Reprisals are horrible
and much blood has been shed already.
- You are dreaming, little brother.
Franco wants to win and destroy us.
Not accept conditions.
- Negotiations are under way.
General Miaja is forming
a defense counsel without Negrín.
- Great!
And you are destroying one another?
Stupendous!
Franco must be very happy!
- Do you know where the proponents of the fight and the riot are?
Huh?
They are already running,
with their bank accounts in
Switzerland ,or wherever.
- Justo will fight until the end.
- Never mind.
-Come on, come on, Carmen.
- You're right.
Best to eat in the hallway.
-Coward!
-And you?
What did you do with your uniform?
What? Did you sold it?
- And the light?!
- The light is expensive.
- And in the end the rats don' abandon the ship ...
They sink with it.
- Be careful with what you say.
You may regret it!
- If Dad were here ...
 "This day," 
 the Red Army
was captured and disarmed. "
 "The national troops  reached ..."
 "the last military objectives." 
"The war is over!" 
"With glory ,
"we defeated the red danger that
threatened to destroy the our Christian foundations ...
 "Religion, family,
homeland. "
 "we will no longer permite anyone to threaten our beloved homeland"
 "Forward, Spain!"
  Forward.
Viva Spain!
-Viva! 
-Viva Spain!
-Viva! 
 "Long live Spain!
-Viva! "
- Sorry ...
Are these the lists of the dead?
- My son isn't on the list!
- Could you please look for me?
Justo Calderón.
-No,he's not on the list.
Is he your husband?
- Tio Luis?
-Luis-Alvares, where is he?
-Move!
-Luis!
-Manuela!
-Luis!
- Manuela, I'm here!
Manuela!
Manuela!
-The right ...
I am innocent!
I'm innocent!
- Did they beat you?
- You must bring me the capsules!
Morphine ...
I'm afraid of torture!
-I'll get you out of here!
-Be careful with the damn Munõz!
I'm sure it was him!
He's a big son of a bitch
and a hypocrite!
-Muñoz?
-Pedro Muñoz ...
-It was him, Manuela.
-Back off, lady,
It's not allowed for you to be here.
- For what is he being accused?
- Manuela, beware!
The son of Muñoz returned, and
lacks an arm as  Lili ...
Mom is very sad.
Hopefully Dad will
come back soon.
Please Lord, if he is without
arms or legs, it's fine.
We will be happy
and they will grow again.
- How is it possible?
- It's simple.
The new government expropriated the assets of
your husband and I bought everything.
Now I am the owner of
this apartment.
- And if my husband comes back?
- Well ..
He has lost all his rights
but rest assured.
You helped my parents and I do not
think to put you on the street.
If you pay a rent of course,
you can live here
for as long as you like.
- Rent?
-I can rent  all rooms for
80 pesetas each.
If you clean the office of your husband and
accommodate there, in the former office.
- How much?
- Fifty.
It seems reasonable.
- How could I have that much money?
Even if  I'll change my old pesetas for
the new ESP...
I still have nothing.
- If you want, I can
offer you  a job.
- I suppose you have already came to an agreement.
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A proposal as generous
is difficult to be refused.
My son went through
trouble.
But now, thank God, everything
he touches turns to gold.
-I am moved by everithing you did for me.
And not surprisingly ...
The father sent my brother
to jail ...
and the child steals my house.
-Ungrateful.
We ...
- Lady ...
- Can't I take the basket to him?
- Not worth it.
- I said he's  not here ...
His brother was transferred to
the other group.
-What group?
-Go home and pray for him.
 God will help you.
- Do you know where they was taken?
-Point ... Fire 
-Tell me.
What do you see? 
-It's a man on the beach.
Yes, it's a beach.
-What man?
-Its your's!
-My brother?
-Stay with God!
 -Everything in this world ...
 is a lie. 
There is nothing more truthfull  ...
Than death. 
-Justo ...
Justo ...
-Dad is dead like uncle Luis?
And are the policeman
going to arrest us?
-Come here, baby.
Dad will never die.
While we think of him.
he's alive.
-Ms. Calderón?
Sit down please.
Tell me when was ...
the last contact with your husband.
-It was on June 10, 1938.
-So, you had no other contact with him since then?
-Unfortunately, no.
-I sent for you to be informed
that on May 02, 1939
the military court in Madrid
sentenced to death your husband.
For rebellion, on charges of
espionage and armed insurrection.
And you must inform us of any
kind of contact you might have with him,
under penalty of severe reprisals.
I repeat my question.
When did you last saw 
your husband?
-So you know he's still alive?
-How many times have told you
not play here!?
This is a work place .
I do not want to see you around here tomorrow.
-Is Mrs Calderon here?
-Yes, sir!
-Paloma!
-Dad?
-Justo, is that you?
-Manuela.
-Come!
Are you okay?
-I was unable to save the Pilar.
-Manuela.
-There were also monsters
between us.
-Justo killed her!
-How can you hate you brother, Francisco?!
Neither he or anyone 
could stop this bleeding.
I love my brother
with all my hart.
And your friends executed him.
Without the presence of a judge.
-Luis is dead?
-Yes!
- I don't  even know where he
is buried.
They were filled with hatred.
He was accused of crimes
he never committed.
He wouldn't hurt a fly...
This is crazy!
-The war ended, Manuela.
-Not for Justo.
"But for you, yes!
-Not until I know where he is.
 "You must also have ended up in those camps,
 "where they put the French
the Spaniards. "
 "I would rather know that
you are in Paris "
"or even in Russia" 
"between Valéry and Dostoyevsky." 
 "This is minimum wage that the union
 in our factory ..."
Union?
- Have you seen these?
This is too bad.
-The sleeves are not cut
as they should ...
- I had to change because
the lines cuts are not correct.
-And the boss change
our standards?
-They are incorrect!
-They  are correct,  please ...
Give them to me.
-Prove it!
- Among us ,I will be always right.
-I am a professional!
 I do my job. 
- Dona Manuela ...
Beautiful ...
and brave as ever.
- I pass day and night forcing
my eyes for a miserable salary !
-It's absurd.
-You still have not paid the rent ...
I could rent
easily my office ...
If I didn't have any  consideration for you,
you'd be on the street,
Manuela.
- Of course ...
Always profiting from the misery of others,
It is a profitable business.
- I just try to help you.
It is in your hands.
As you know...
- Don't touch me!
-I'll be back on Monday.
-Okay. 
- Do you have condensed milk?
- It's over, now only for the
next week.
- And how much for the magazines?
- You know the magazines
are prohibited ...
It costs a bundle
to bring them.
Four ...
 Six, seven, thirteen ...
Thirteen hundred and fifty ...
One, two, three, four, six ...
Six more ...
- Mom, this is what's missing ...
- The rend will increase.
-But  didn't it increase last month?
-It's missing ...
It's what was missing.
-How's the boy?
-He is well, he is strong like his father.
You work in thei nformation ministry.
Don't tell me you can't do anything.
- What you want is impossible.
Franco never forgave a
sentenced to death.
-It's called Lili,
 it's imported from America. 
I paid 1 hard.
It's worth more than that.
- Think about you, Manuela ...
 - "It's the only piece of ..."
-It also hurts me ...
But we're alive.
-Let me see my daughter...
-It is done! 
- Paloma, come here!
-See, I sold Lili.
I didn't thought it was worth that much.
-Return it.
I work and that is enough.
-How can you ashame you mother like that?
-It will not happen again!
-What are they doing with the Rafaelzinho?
Each day it takes longer.
-Nothing, honey.
They are lowering the fever and
we'll have him back healed.
There are many new things and they are
giving him German remedies .
 You'll see, soon he'll get better...
What do you think if tonight we'll
wet a bread in olive oil?
-Mrs. Calderón?
-Yes, it's me. Where is Rafael?
-Come with me please.
-You should wait here.
-No,where is my son?
Where is he?
-Follow me, please.
-No!
No!
-I have increased her  dose of morphine
She will sleep 
until tomorrow.
-Three doses of morphine only today
doesn't it seema bit exaggerated?
-No, sir, she was suffering ...
-With  this she will calm down.
-All right.
-At last you've arrived!
Looking good!
It's excellent.
The children always
ask for you.
Rafael is already hungry.
Lately he only thinks of eating.
Come closer ...
My Justo!
I felt soo nostalgic.
-They cannot bury you yet.
There are many dead and they pile up.
But do not worry, there will be left a little place at the cemetery. 
We have to wait.
This way we can pass more time together.
Do you want to know a good thing about the sky? 
There are no fascists in the sky,
but there are elephants, giraffes,
and polar bears ...
And very beautiful things.
There's  chocolate,
lots of chocolate!
- Paloma cannot continue
living in that hole with no windows.
In my house it will be much better.
I even found a chess board for her.
She plays very well.
She learned a lot.
- What are you talking about?
- I have a room for you and Paloma.
You will feel right at home.
- But you'll be there.
I do not know what you're thinking,
but forget about it.
Please take me home.
I want to be with my daughter.
I still have a husband.
- Manuela ...
- I want  two tickets to Paris.
- Paris in France?
- I know of no
Paris in Spain.
-But they are at war ...
- I did not ask that.
-Why doesn't anyone do what I ask?
-The Germans closed the border.
France is theirs.
-What happened?
-A fat-fascist insulted my mother.
- Bring me a light bulb,
please.
-You know very well that I can't do that.
- Just one.
The headache is killing me.
- Rest now, I'll be back Monday.
-Good morning, Miss. Methu.
-Did you fell?
-No , it's ok.
-See you Monday.
-By.
I dealt with the shirts and
got a supplement.
- Do not make so much noise.
My head hurts.
 "I want to sleep, Justo." 
"all night." 
 "If I could spend a
night in your arms "
"is my dream." 
"Just sometimes, I hate you ..."
 "I hate you for not being with me and
me for being so selfish ..."
 "you need for both," 
"for being nothing withouth you."
"I imagine the beach
bare and cold. "
 "Do not sleep yet, my love." 
 "Do not let the sea take you ...
Do not sink ..."
 Stupid! 
 Be careful. 
Be careful, Justo. 
Be careful.
 "No matter if the grass
overlap the snow ..."
"Do whatever, still the water runs." 
"Until where will I follow you Justo,
 "There still is room for me
in your silence. "
-Mom.
Mom!
-He forgot me.
If I won't see him anymore,
it makes no difference.
Do not touch me!
- I tried to do something but she is
sitting there for two hours now.
- She is disoriented.
She asked to take her to France
nonstop.
 But this tram goes to Cuatro Caminos.
-Paloma, come on!
Wait for me here, girl.
-France?
Well, I would like that.
-Manuela.
What are you doing here?
Where are you going?
-To look for  Justo.
-Justo is not here and he will not come back.
You can dream of another world
but one day you will wake up in this one.
Justo is not here,
but we are!
-No!
No!
-Open it right now.
It's for your own good, Manuela.
You must stop destroying yourself.
Let me take care of you.
You can't continue living in the past.
Do it for your daughter!
She needs you. 
 She is in bad company. 
Don't you think she is entitled to a better life?
Manuela ...
- I cannot do anything ...
Not even ...
"There is the danger of
snipers ..."
-Raises everyone!
 The Allies won the war!
And there will be peace.
Cheer up ...!
-I look like a scarecrow!
-Yeah, you look like a very old woman.
Just kidding,
you are very beautiful.
I had to copy 100 times: "Franco is our
savior of Spain " this afternoon
- Grounded again?
- No, I turned Franquista.
- You turned Franquista?
What are you talking about?
- It's that I began to scream
"Long live freedom!"
and did not realize that
the director was ...
-... in my back.
-Your father would be proud of you.
- Francisco, he's alive!
He is in France, look.
Look.
He is in the field of Argelès.
The Red Cross delivered the letter.
- A letter of six years old
doesn't mean anything.
- For me it changes everything.
Come with me to France
look for him.
- Justo was in Algiers in 1940,
but aferwards many thins have happend to the Spanish refugees.
It is not enough, Manuela.
- I know, but perhaps he's at a 
labor camp in Germany.
If I'm in France I can track the lead.
- Hitler did not forgive
these people.
- He is equal to your friend , Franco.
-Franco?
 He brought peace to this mess of a country!
And no...
He is not our friend, he
betrayed the falange.
We dreamed of another Spain.
I also had dreams.
- You dream while you were killing them.
I don't care about your war, nor
your peace, Francisco.
I care about my husband and my life.
I know he is alive and I will find him
with or without your help.
- No, wait ...
  Wait!
- Let's try with the photo,
but the wave of refugees to France
does not facilitate things.
There are thousands.
The Germans began to put a little
order it, but of course ...
Unfortunately it served
for nothing.
- So those who were ...
at the concentration camps
French, 1939?
- 400,000 Spaniards crossed
the border in 1939.
Nobody knows how many have passed through 
the fields, the numbers vary ...
- Are many  listed in the
French army?
- Yes ..
 Many thought that if they hadn't killed
Franco, they at least could attempt to kill Hitler.
But of course ...
So it did not work ...
- But the Spanish tanks,
Division Leclerc,
were the first to reach Paris.
- Are you sure he didn't go to Mexico?
Like many Republicans?
- Never!
He would never be so far from us!
- Where did you get this?
- It is an article about the Republicans
refugees in France.
There is a man who looks
like your father.Look.
Who could give us more information?
Jaime?
Do you remember James?
- No. ..
- He was always with your father.
I always wonder if he also
was sentenced to death.
- Rita Raiworth.
How beautiful she is!
Look, Mom.
-She is especially beloved by men.
-Should we go?
- They have good taste, the Americans.
I am not surprised that they
won the war.
 "held the 5th round great
cycling in Spain, "
 "the public's curiosity
to see from "
 "the pedal to try to
travel to Spain ..."
 "... in noble effort worthy sports
the greatest progress. "
 "The Seventh Armored Division of
the allied army, "
"freed the 6,500 prisoners that
were in a German camp. "
"Fifteen nations were represented
among the hostages who were present. "
"The prisioners make the victory sign with their fingers,
 "... and others express ..."
- It's him!
From the left, with the beard.
He's there, look!
- No more, Mom.
- I'm sure it's gim!
- You seem to see ghosts everywhere.
- Paloma is right.
- What do you think if afterwards we go to dinner?
 "... on medium wave stations installed
the Secretary of popular education. "
- Quick, come here!
I found him!
- Where?
Are they soldiers?
- No, prisoners!
Survivors of the Mauthausen concentration camp.
Do you recognize him?
Number 5602.
Do you also recognize him?
-It's just your impression.
-It's him.
- It's not him...
- Yes, it is.
I know it.
- According to my research ,
there were  no Justo Calderón 
at the Mauthausen concentration camp.
- And who is the number 5602?
- Antonio Modesto.
He was released in June 1945
and taken to a sanatorium in Switzerland.
And then tracks of him were lost.
- In Switzerland they must know something more.
- Okay, suppose it's Justo.
And who told you he want to be found?
He must have some reason for not
have given any signs of life.
- And how do you know he hasn't?
I will go, Francisco.
- Wait untill they open the borders.
It's just a matter of months.
Listen ...
If you wait , I'll take care off
everything. I swear.
You can travel legally when I 
get the documents.
Please do not.
I do not want you to break the
ties with this country.
And if he's not there...
Or you can't  find him ,
or if you need to return,
I'll be here waiting.
- Thanks for everything.
- Sunny October!
- Cloudy December !
- Jaime, is that you?
- There was somthing combined with Sigismund.
- With everything that's going on, I did not know
if I could get close to you.
They say ...
you are living with a falangist
I will hug Justo like I did always.
- I don't have to explain myself to you or anyone else.
- I am sorry.
- Come with me.
- Are you allright?
-Where's Justo?
- I was not with him when he fell.
He was in one of these german camps, Manuela,
but they could not finish him off.
I saw him and he is allright.
I've risked my life and yours to come here.
For some time  Justo wants to contact you.
We cannot rely on anyone.
They will not stop until they've killed us all.
We'll fell like flies in
both sides of the border.
- He's alive?
- Yes .. And safe.
For now.
Here ...
He gave me this letter for you.
- Goodbye, Manuela.
And good luck!
Hope to see you again.
And I hope that someday ...
we can wake up from this nightmare.
"Dad's message was short he must have written 
it many times before.
 "I will wait for you everday for
two months, at the Cerbère station . "
 "from the first day of the opening
of the borders. "
 "As expected in other seasons,
looking at other trains ..."
"I know that ultimately we will
be together again. "
 "I know that someday it will be possible." 
 "On January 02 , 1949
 they opened the borders ...
And Uncle Francisco  managed to get 
us the documents. "
" Now I know what that
meant for him. "
"Perhaps that is why he  never hated anyone again
for  the color of his uniform."
- Do you think he will be there?
- How beautiful you are,
my darling.
- Tall and slender, like my mother.
 As my mother ...
"In the fourth day, we left for
France as it was the promised land. "
"Sing with low voice for love,
and scream for freedom. "
- Good morning.
- Documents.
- Thank you!
-Looking for someone?
-No, sir.
- I know people here,
comrades ...
Perhaps I could help.
-Comrades?
I do not know what you're talking about.
- Don't be afraid. Here there are many of us.
But it's not easy to find them.
- We are well ...
- We don't  need any help!
We came here to work!
- If you need me ,look for me.
  I'll be around.
I have helped many people ...
- I didn't find it odd that your father didn't come 
close to the station.
It's full of rats.
-Here at last!
-Paloma!
Is that you?
Where is your brother?
Where is Rafael?
He must be hiding.
Is he  afraid of me?
Rafael!?
Rafael!
- The Spain you remember,
no longer exists.
Franco despises life.
In 10 years he destroyed everything.
- Manuela.
Politics is over for me.
-You're finally here!
- Good trip?
- Long and difficult.
I present you Manuela.
- I am Leni,they call me Lenin.
-They say it sounds better.
-She is in the marketplace.
-Will we live here?
-No.
I just came to get you.
- Come on, come on.
-Let me help you, Paloma.
This is too heavy for you.
Don't you recognize me?
-Are you Russian?
-No, German, can't you hear her? ...
-Thought they had lost the war.
-Her husband was in this region,
died for France.
And she decided to stay.
-Do not tell all my secrets!
Everything is allowed ,
because we shared ...
so much sadness and joy.
With great honor, of course.
-Goodbye.
-Good night.
-Thanks, Lenin.
-Good evening, miss.
-Is this the only room?
-Yes.
-And where do I sleep?
-You can sleep there.
-I'll get a mattress.
-I have something to it , if you want.
-No, I just want to sleep.
-Give me a kiss, honey.
-Come.
-We will serve ...
-Sit down, please.
-It is the most beautiful table I've ever seen.
-Thank you.
-Be welcome.
-He didn't even met his father.
-A part of us dies forever, but ...
there is one that never dies ...
-Manuela.
 It is true that you still love me?
-I love you.
-Yes ..
-I love you.
-Good morning. Morales, right ?
He did not take his stuff from
my basement.It's 2 month since he promissed.
Shit, Spanish people only attract problems.
I do not like it.
Eighter he evacuates my basement or
he can go on the street.
-Do you want money?
He did not pay the rent?
-You don't not speak French?
Who are you?
- I'm Mrs. Morales.
- I can't belive this ...
-Bye!
-Morales?
-Sounds good, Paloma Morales.
What do you think?
-It won't  be enough.
-I get more,
don't worry.
-It burns.
-The proletariat, friend.
Speaking of the people is not the same
that belong to the people.
-Holy shit!
-Let's put a candle.
-No way, I promised
never to set foot in a church.
- A promise to unfulfill.
-This can wait.
  In this case, no.
-You stay here!
-Is this  your daughter?
My name is Marie, and yours?
-Paloma.
-Hello, Paloma.
-I made it myself,but I'm missing a button.
-You seam?
 Me too.
This is for you to buy
flowers.
-A bouquet?
-Yes.
-Is it good?
-Yes, from the original civil aviation.
-Thank you.
-Your anarchist friend is
good company?
-They are stylish.
-But very difficult to handle.
Appearances can be deceiving.
-If the Mayor sees his "visón" he'll
die of envy.
-Let me mash my
puree, Viper!
-Luciene.
-Hello.
-Good morning.
-Let us sit here?
-Hello, Yves.
-Wow!
-Brought a fresh cake  ...
-I just made it. 
 -Why? 
-Burn!
-It is mustard!
 Guard with you. 
 At home there's more ...
 about any bottle
Château Figeac? 
- Didn't brought me ...
Hands off!
-What puree!
-You always ate mine,
when there was nothing else.
-They rent a house on Venus Street,
do you know the owner? 
-Not satisfied with the
your "cache"?
-The old Touchet is filling
the bag because of the basement.
-Be careful.
We can not allow ...
-Are you okay?
-To your health, Mrs. Morales.
-To our new life!
Bon appetit!
-What's wrong?
-I'm watching you.
I have imagined many times to see you dream like this.
Saw you breathing in my imagination
and that reassured me.
Sometimes your breathing lowered until I couldn't hear it anymore.
Then I got very nervous.
I wanted to see you snoring
to calm down.
-What do you have?
It seems that if I do snore
it will leave you happy.
Let's sleep ...
-The classes are full.
I can not accept a student who doesn't
even speak French.
-I have the right to education.
I want to learn!
I need to learn!
-Sorry.
-It was nothing.
It is best to let her apprentice
until she marries.
A girl so beautiful
will not have trouble finding
a handsome suitor.
.You could have defended me!
-You wanted me to meddle a
knife in his neck?
-You were a lawyer, you should be
good with words.
No wonder you have
lost your war.
"GENERAL STRIKE"
"For the independence and
freedom of Spain. "
-Paloma!
Paloma, what's wrong?
Paloma!
Paloma,what happend?
It's allright ...
-Mom ...
-Hello!
All good?
-He passed the mountains and
hurt his arm.
-It was nothing.
They didnt' even say me.
Fired at random, the
unfortunate.
I left the car in Banyoles
near Girona.
Broke the hand, couldn't do anything.
On the way he was
warming.
-Could you see some of ours
Barcelona?
-No one was left alive.
But in Galicia there are some.
-It hasn't got a bullet.
It's only burnt.
From this you don't die.
- Anyway, we have to recover
that car as soon as possible.
- And did your women have arrived?
- Yes,  they arrived.
- They are out of all this.
  So it will continue to be.
-Arise!
Careful!
-Yes, okay.
-What brotinho ...
What-pickle ...
-My goodness!
And what elegance!
-Sorry, I did not see you.
- I got buttons for your shirt.
-Good morning, Paloma.
- Is everything allright, Paloma?
-Hello, good morning.
-We were  waiting for you
for your payment.
-What payment?
-We planted all day here.
-Justo!
  I have a surprise for you.
-What?
-Here, come!
The luxury cruise docked!
-So we can  start our new life.
-I do not believe it!
- Have you gone crazy?
 Don't you see me go to the factory every morning?
 Don't you see how dificult it is to earn money?
 Are you aware of what this madness will cost ?
Sorry.
Sorry for everything.
I'm an idiot.
- No, I am the idiot.
-Sorry.
-It would have been better to spend it on
more useful things.
-Listen ...
All you are doing,
is very good.
- I thought you'd like it.
- Was it always so soft?
- It's just a pile of straw.
- I lost the habit of sleeping
good in bed ...
Actually of good things.
But I'll get it back.
-The board...
I missed this very much all these years...
Glad you kept it.
If you want, I can teach you to play.
-Thanks, I already know.
I learned alone on this very board.
I wanted to play with you.
So I learned.
-Let's see if you win.
-Hermano needs at least 15 days
to complete the new boards.
It's almost done, but I cannot
start printing before.
I need 70 thousand to contacts
and at least 20 thousand for hiding.
- I found a perfect hiding place:
 The house of a widow of war.
-Is she pretty?
-As sympathetic as Franco.
-The comrades in Spain are
organizing a general strike.
I propose to put one million
available. Who's in favor?
- We are at war, Lucienne.
A strike does not  end with Franco.
-But that ugly face!
I could work ...
 and take this burden from you.
-No way.
-I could sew as I did in Madrid.
-No way.
- Why?
- Being next to me is
the only thing I want.
-We never agree on anything.
-That is true.
-Take a look ...
I caught a star.
Here, it is for you.
-How sexy is your star
Give me a son.
We could be so happy!
With your ears
and my intelligence ...
-A child?
-Do you want one?
Wow, Justo ...
I am so eager to carry
a child in my womb.
Make me a child.
A boy who looks like you.
-Right now?
- Let's see if they become
better than the 50.
-The counterfeit money will not stop
that bastard.
With it will be better.
-Can I help?
-No , it is dangerous, it is mixed.
-Paloma.
Paloma!
-Can't I write to my uncle?
-Have you wrote before ?
-Yes.
I keep my promises.
- And you gave our address to
a fascist.
-No, and also without him we 
wouldn't be here.
He helped us when you were not there.
- Right...I can imagine.
I forbid you ...
to write to any
person without my consent.
And in the future ...
-I write for anyone, anytime.
We are in France, the country of freedom!
 "Onward, sons of the homeland," 
 "the day of glory has arrived!" 
"Face the sun with a new shirt, which
embroidered in red yesterday ... "
I'd rather be dead
as Rafael.
-These things should not
move.
This jacket will help.
Do you think you can do this with
your arm?
-I do not walk with my hands.
-He could go alone.
-Who Franchiute?
Find a car
in Catalonia?
Come on, Justo, give me a brak...
I grew up there ...
and I know how each stone
and every idiot policeman.
-Do you also knows how to cut patterns?
-In Madrid they gave us cut patterns.
All counted,to avoid
that we stole.
-I'll teach you.
I learned in Paris with Poiré.
-Sit down, Paloma.
I want to talk to you.
-Not today.
Tomorrow I get up early.
-Good night.
-I love you!
- You can't sleep?
Does it hurt?
-Seems worse than it is.
-What are you doing?
-Nothing, I was washing.
-In the middle of the night?
-I don't need to see myself when I wash,
nor a mirror to shave.
Since then I do everything
in the dark.
-So ...
About the camp ...
Tell me.
-I do not remember.
-I know.
I saw the photos.
- Actually, 
in my imagination ...
 I' ve never been there.
Let's go to bed.
- Silk parachute!
Marie had the idea to use it
to make dresses.
- The ladies of high society
be killed by them.
Those who ignored
when we come to this people.
It was Lenin who supplied us.
-That "Alemoa"?
-Why are you so nasty to her?
- "Nasty"?
- Wicked, if you prefer.
She didn't do anything.
-I don't like her, that's all.
-If it were not for her,
your father would't be here today.
She cared for him
when he returned from the camp.
Even after leaving the hospital he looked 
like a corpse.
Your father, Lenin and Marco, her husband,
were in the Resistance.
Even without the same ideology.
-Your father survived, and
her husband did not return.
Is that Pierre's bike?
- So why did you came to
Paris after the war?
- He is  coming. 
- Because the man her life
rules, doesn't want to go back there.
-The man in her life?
-General De Gaulle.
- It's her god on earth.
-Here are the  flight permissions .
-Thank you.
-What bike do you have?
-An NSU 250. It's the
fastest thing running around.
-Want to take a ride?
-Yes, of course.
-What are you doing?
-Not done.
-Are you going to live like that?!
-Police.
Does Mr. Morales live here?
-No.
-Are you sure?
-Absolutely.
-Thank you.
-They're looking for you!
What?
-They are looking for you!
-Who is?
-Franco, he doesn't pardon anyone.
If caught, you will be extradited.
-Easy, Manuela.
I have nothing to fear.
Here I am just a worker.
-Should we go home?
-Yes.
-Hello?
-Allright.
-What's happening?
-Go tell Lenin
that the house is not safe.
-What house?
-Do what I say.
-A search warrant?
-Yes
We have to do a cleaning.
-Justo is going to kill you for
involving the girl.
-The police were at home.
They spoke with Manuela.
-How long will you
cope with this lie?
Women are not stupid.
-Did you talk to her?
-She just arrived, let her get used around.
-She's been here for two months.
The later the worse.
-You have to tell her the truth?
-No, Lenin. That would kill her.
-What kills is the lie.
-You've suffered enough.
Manuela could not understand. 
-You underestimate her, Justo.
-Paloma, what are you doing?
Have you gone mad?!
-Leave me alone!
-Get out!
-Do yell at me like that!
- Are you're blind and deaf?
-Do not yell at me!
- And your husband?
He does what?
-He is your father and I trust him.
-He does not love us, Mom.
- What's wrong, my love?
- I saw him with that
"alemoa" ...
- Oh my little girl ...
-The police were at the aerodrome, I
invented some lies.
I need the permission of flight.
Why didn't anyone told me?
-I sent the girl.
-His daughter?
- Fuck!
  We've been waiting a long time.
  We should have killed him in 1936.
  If we keep thinking,
  he will die of old age,in bed.
- True ...
We have to remove the explosives
from the plane as soon as possible.
- I have reports
  important of Galicia.
  Franco is usually fishing
  in the rivers Ulla and Mandeo.
 The decision was made some
 weeks before
 so the National Marine Fisheries
 arrange fish ...
 and block the river.
 I have a friend in
 ministry which will inform us.
- This individual ministry
is he to be trusted?
-Trust me.
 Remember Cayetano,
 Galician?
 He recommended places
 to hide.
 "Argelès-sur-Mer ..."
 "a field full of fallen men in
the well of lost illusions. "
 "They won, we lost." 
 "Knowing that there are other infernal
concentration camps ,we let you can choose: "
 "Buchenwald
  Mauthausen, Dachau, "
"haus, haus.
Come on, circle ..."
 "I have nothing to offer you
but suffering. "
"I don't have the right to return
to you and I also cannot leave you. "
 "Forgive me, dear." 
 "My love, you must live!" 
 "You shouldn't know the hell that was." 
 "Love exists, but not when they torture you. "
-Scroll down a little ...
Are you ready? ...
Now!
- Franco's boat is even bigger because
  he does not like wet feet.
- And the environment, how is it?
-Much like here.
 Valleys and woods.
-The three and seven ...
They are to hit.
-We should increase the
launch tube.
-An excellent
engineer!
-We only have one month
and we have much work still.
Do not sing victory.
-I waitend a long time for this man
and I can not ask
him to be different.
-I also waited.
I did not do anything but wait
until it hurt my soul.
When I realized that
Marco was dead,
in the beginning  I felt
relieved.
-And when the Justo arrived?
-It was not human.
Even today it cost me a lot to tell.
When he smiled,
his face was deformed
and it was difficult to recognize him.
Little by little he
recoverd ...
little by little.
-Thank you.
-What for?
-For returning him hole.
-His lung was loaded with
shrapnel.
Sabotage unsuccessful.
I could not help it.
I lost my man and
saved another.
But it was not mine.
I would give him full.
-Not sleeping?
- You need to talk to her.
 Your daughter needs you!
-How can she accept me as a father ...
-She saw you with Lenin.
-I do not understand what she's looking for.
-For her your were  always  an absed God.
And now you are finally converting in a man.
You have to talk to her or you'll lose her.
-Did you know she's going to Mass
every day.
-What's happening
it's normal at her normal age.
-Why don't you trust me?
For me you have always been a man.
I can understand, I'm not Paloma.
-Life was not as I expected.
- Justo, I'm not talking about
the past but the present.
You can't put me aside .
- Look ...
Here are all my letters.
They are all for you.
Know how I am and how I came to be,that is if you care.
-The explosive from Pierre is
just not enough for this.
-You could talk to Martin.
 He may have more.
-You are crazy! He is rich and cowardly.
 He won't help us.
-Can you endure it?
What will I do without you?
- Come here, little soldier.
  It will be OK.
-Police.
 Climb in the car.
-Poor James.
Where is he being taken.
-Go at Marie and Lucienne
 and wait there.
-What's happening?
-Run!
-Already back?
What is it, dear?
-The police took the Jaime.
I'm Not stupid.
I know something's happening.
-You're right.
You must know everything.
-Justo said ...
-He does not know the daughter she has.
Enough!
No need to cry.
-Mr. Morales?
-He fought for his country, for
a free France.
-He is full of shrapnel in the lung.
-Does he have a Record of Resistance?
There are so many who claim to have
been in the Resistance ...
-He was at Mauthausen.
Look ...
-And this proves what ?There had also been
common criminals.
-In Spain, Franco will kill him.
-I can not do anything.
In France no one is
extradited without trial.
-He did not believe in anything
that I said.
It will be sent to Spain on an armored car
and end up like your uncle Luis.
That's what they do.
-Your husband was taken
the hospital yesterday.
-At the hospital?
-I've died many times now.
Calm down,today I'm not going to die.
-Dad ...
-Give me your hand.
-Save it for me.
-You are  a very strong ,daughter.
-Why ...
Why didn't you told us about your life?
-To whom does it matters?
-To me.
-Give me a kiss ...
-Play ...
-See you tomorrow.
-By.
CLOSED FOR VACATION.
-The plane is ready.
-Go!
 Paloma and I will take care of this.
-What is this, Paloma?
-Politics.
-How it burns ...
- 3 veterans confirmed that he
was in the Resistance.
But  this passport is not valid
in Spain.
He has to be presented at
the station again.
I trust you!
- End! Come on, let's  go...
Before you kill me!
-We could have been millionaires ...
it we hadn't  burned ...
- What we have is enough.
-Manuela, give me the keys.
-No, I will drive.
- Are you sure?
- Yes.
-Yes? -Of course!
-Dad ...
  It ...
- I will.
-It's so dangerous this  operation.
You are not able.
I'm Lucy Dynamite, my friend!
" Lenin's plane found only one
storm on the Galician region ..."
" But she was still fighting ..."
"And I also "
-It was here ...
-As if nothing happened.
The beach is so empty ...
- Not for me ...
I see each and every one of us.
We were surrounded by thousands
by barbed wire.
As a human compact mass .
The cold was terrible.
At night we dig
holes in the sand
and we'd cover ourselves 
so we woulnd't die of cold.
Then with time we built huts.
That was the "Puerta del Sol"
And between the "Hotel Mexico"
and the "Thousand and One Nights"
we played  chess to 
forget the evil of sand.
-Evil of sand?
-So we called it.
A blend of ...
hunger, cold and despair.
We were soldiers and they treated us
like bandits.
-Nine.
How was it?
"Here there is nothing left."
"Open a hole in the door
of your exile, "
"plant a tree,"
"baste it with your tears ..."
"Come on, circle ..."
"There are other infernal
concentration camps ... "
"Mauthausen ..."
Outside ... Outside ...
Number "five thousand" 
 "Six hundred and two." 
We were the lowest caste of
prisoners of Mauthausen.
-Manuela ...
-I am here.
-I do not want to bury me.
-No one will bury you
because you will not die.
We need you.
Paloma, I and everyone else.
-What I want is simple.
I want to be cremated.
To turn in to ashes like the other
companions who have not returned.
-Do not think about it, Justo.
-I wanted to forget everything
my love.
Everything but you.
"Mom never returned to Spain. "
"Her homeland is where 
the man who she loved throughout her life rests."
"My father."
-Justo.
-We need bread for the fish!
- Bread for the fish and stones
against the oligarchy! 
