"~ José Alberca García." "~ Present." "~ Arturo Algara López." "~ Present." "~ Emilio Álvarez Cruz." "~ Present." "~ Emilio Amat Olivera." "~ Present." "~ José Jiménez Andrade." "~ Not here." "~ Hmmm..." "Enrique Aparicio Bayonne." "~ Present." "Well, actually, why continue calling the roll when I can see you all?" "Or almost all, missing only José Andrade." "There are some new faces." "For these, we welcome you." "I hope the new course is even better than the last." "We have to make great progress." "Education in music is just as important as in the other subjects, although some people don't think so." "Music is for the soul, and the soul is very important." "The first class will start tomorrow." "Today we will spend the day on motivation... and we'll learn the lyrics of this song that we will prepare as a choral." "I see you've all grown a lot, especially you, Luís." "How tall you are!" "~ And you, what happened with that face?" "How darkened!" "~ I've been on the beach." "On the beach?" "Yes, it shows." "Oh, Enrique, always so messy!" "You look like a hedgehog." "Silence." "What, Emilio, nothing to say?" "Excuse me, Miss, I got up a little late today." "And what about your friend, is he playing truant?" "Who, Joselito?" "Yes, was he in the other classes?" "No, he didn't come in." "Aparicio says he lost his dad." "~ His dad?" "~ Yeah, and he says he won't come anymore." "Now there's no one to force him to come to school." "Ugh!" "What do you want, lady?" "Sorry, maybe I'm mistaken." "Doesn't a boy named José Andrade live here?" "Lived --- this was his home until today." "His father died and... ~ Yes, I know." "~ May I know who I have the pleasure of addressing?" "I'm the child's teacher, the music teacher at his school." "I came to see him because I learned about this misfortune." "He's my favorite student, you know?" "But is there more to this, something nasty?" "Can you decide that for yourself." "His father was a cousin of mine." "He lived according to a misbegotten plan." "A nice guy, but foolish regarding his business." "He trusted with assumptions about American business,... so he spent, and kept on spending, and his death has brought it all tumbling down." "~ What now?" "~ What you see is the reality." "He left me a knotted will, with me as executor and guardian to his son." "And what will you do with the child?" "To be honest, I don't know." "There are many in my home, there's no room for him." "Must continue in private school, he's accustomed to living well." "That has finished." "His current school is expensive and I can't afford it, much less as a boarding student." "But you are his guardian." "And nothing more." "I think I'm doing my duty." "~ Miss Lucy." "~ José!" "I came to see, you know?" "Since you didn't come to class..." "I'll never go to school anymore." "Never?" "So who will from now on be my soloist?" "No one sings like you, or makes trouble like you, either." "I'll miss you very much." "So I won't be there to get you angry anymore." "No, nor give me pleasure." "Good morning." "~ Hello, Don Andrés." "Any news?" "~ Yes, sir." "Then invite them to come grab the air,... because in an hour there won't be much more than that in here." "Do you believe?" "Do you know this?" "Ah, the Veracruz business!" "These are papers a chimera!" "My cousin was a dreamer." "Or maybe he spoke of the great lawsuit failed to restrain the creditors." "This is old news." "I've reviewed these papers and they're not as worthless as you imagined." "There is something that offers some hope,... and it's worth examining, because it's worth several million pesos." "Is that possible?" "Totally possible!" "You'll see when I tell you how..." "Sorry, you have matters to discuss." "I'll leave." "Are you going, Miss Lucy?" "Yes, I must go." "Will you come with me?" "~ Can I take him with me for the day?" "~ What for?" "It would be nice to help him forget, even for a few hours, all this unpleasantness." "Well, you can take him." "I'll bring him back tonight." "Thank you very much." "It's better that the boy leave, so we can keep talking." "~ Come along." "~ Thank you." "Look, I live there, the flat isn't as nice as yours, but it is old and has much merit." "You'll see." "That restaurant was my grandfather's." "In the neighborhood everybody knows me even though I spent many years in America." "Is your grandfather still alive?" "No, but "grandma", my mother, still is." "We'll introduce you." "She's already old woman and is a bit odd, you know?" "But she's very kind." "She believes that I'm the crazy one, not her." "Wait here." "Hey, Ramón, I've got no desire to cook today, and I have a guest." "Send me three plates." "Would you like chicken, or would you rather some good pork?" "No, that's very expensive!" "For you eat like birds, it's on the house." "Come in and have some!" "No." "Don't forget to send it up to me, okay?" "Ramón 's now the owner of the restaurant." "It's very innocent." "He never wants to charge me, and I rarely get to pay." "You'll get to know him." "He's a good friend." "And now we're home." "Come in, come in." "Make yourself at home, son." "Mama, Mama!" "Mom, where are you?" "Here I am!" "We have a guest!" "Are you happy to spend the day with me?" "After lunch, we'll go for a walk and forge some plans." "We must think about your future." "Don't worry, Uncle Paco's going to take me to his place." "Uncle Paco...!" "Does anyone know where this will take you!" "If that child of mine were still by my side!" "The idea terrifies me." "Didn't you know I had a child?" "But don't mention this to Grandma, I told you that the poor thing is a little feeble." "Mom, look who I brought!" "You weren't expecting this surprise, were you?" "Who is it?" "You don't know him." "It's not him?" "Yes, yes, it's him!" "It's him!" "It's him!" "It's him!" "Why did you keep him hidden for so long?" "How much he grew up!" "You won't leave anymore, will you, my son?" "You're crazy, Lucy, I have always said you're crazy!" "You remember your grandmother?" "Say!" "You remember me?" "Of course I remember." "Oh!" "You see?" "He remembered!" "He remembered!" "So do I." "I remembered you, too, my son!" "But I have not finished the sweater." "It's right here." "Look." "Look!" "It's beautiful!" "With the scare, I haven't finished it yet." "But now, now that I have you here..." "Who could that be?" "Don't worry, Mom." "It's Ramón, he's bringing up some food." "Oh, really?" "Then I'll go tell it to him!" "I'll tell it to him!" "Poor thing, how nice she is!" "There's no choice but to humor her in everything." "It would be awful to kill the illusion." "Don't you see, son?" "My grandson is here!" "My Tony's here, Ramón!" "What, you didn't know?" "~ No, Ma'am." "Well, I didn't know he was here." "~ There you go!" "That's my grandson, my grandson!" "~ He is very handsome!" "Isn't he handsome?" "~ Where did he come from, this grandchild?" "Well..." "What do you think, Ramón?" "What can he possibly think?" "That all of you have been very mean to me, very bad." "Well, now to eat." "And you, Ramón." "We are all very happy, right?" "Yes, Ma'am, very happy, very happy." "What are you thinking, José?" "Poor Grandma!" "I keep thinking about her." "Now you're calling her grandma!" "I like that!" "Well, we have no choice but to continue the charade." "I don't know how, but you can't leave anymore." "Isn't it worth this madness, which brings such happiness to her and me?" "And to you, too, am I right?" "Really, no one would miss you." "Right?" "No." "Then get happy, silly!" "We'll talk that nasty man into letting you stay with me." "He won't mind, and we'll forget about him." "Let's forget him right now." "Are you up to it?" "~ Come on, I'll invite you for a soda." "OK?" "~ OK." "Tell me about your boy." "~ What for?" "~ You've never told me about him." "What can I tell you?" "I gave up the stage because of him, when I lost him." "The theater?" "You wouldn't have imagined that, right?" "I was a performer." "Now I'm just a music teacher." "Is it that they didn't give you enough applause?" "Sure, of course I was famous!" "I earned a lot of money." "I don't have it any more, but..." "And now, couldn't you keep singing and make more money than in school?" "Yes, but I don't want to." "Ever since the misfortune..." "Hey, I guess you won't mention anything about this at school." "Right?" "No, Miss Lucy." "It's not their business, you know?" "Tell me, is it nice to be a performer?" "Very nice!" "We entertain people, make them laugh, mourn, remember..." "It's like a drug we give them." "Surely that's nice!" "¤ Love me long,... ¤ My sweet love... ¤ because loving you, I'll always adore you,... ¤ I, with your kisses... ¤ And your touch... ¤ My sufferings are stilled." "¤ When someone really loves... ¤ like I love you..." "¤ Is impossible, my dearest... ¤ for us to live far apart." "¤ When someone really loves... ¤ like I love you... ¤ it's impossible, my dearest, to live so far apart... ¤ As separate living,..." "¤ It's impossible, my baby, to live so far apart... ¤ to live so far apart. ¤" "Come." "Voilà!" "Lucy, you!" "You, in my office?" "The same!" "How do I look, you old hulk?" "Long time no see!" "But you saw me just a few days ago!" "No, I mean it's a long time since I've seen you so happy, so radiant, but... you're like someone else!" "I came to see you because I want to return to the theater." "To the theater?" "Oh, sit down..." "I don't believe it!" "Come on, tell me, tell me who, who has worked this miracle." "My destiny." "Oh, sure, sure!" "You're tired of being a music teacher." "No, no, I might have guessed." "Oh, how clever you are!" "Well, no." "I feel very well among my children." "It is when I'm happy." "I'd have continued like that forever, but I need the money." "By God, I'll give it to you!" "No, not for me, it's for a child that will be depending on me from now on." "Do you get it?" "I feel important again." "Starting again...must be nice to start over." "Will you help?" "With your name it's not difficult, no one has forgotten you." "I've forgotten myself." "Is not that enough?" "Of course, I want you to treat me like an unknown, unknown to you and to everyone,... as if I'd just been discovered." "In short, you're really, really determined to come back?" "Completely determined." "Then worry no more." "Leave it to me." "There's no substitute for experience." "I know, I know what I have to do." "Standing straight, José." "¤ Two pilgrims walk to Rome... ¤ two pilgrims walk to Rome... ¤ because they want to get the Pope's blessing for their marriage since they are cousins... ¤ because they are cousins, girl!" "... ¤ All roads lead to Rome,... ¤ but these two arrived for a ring." "¤ Ahhh!" "The Pope asked them their names... ¤ oh, the Pope asked them their names... ¤ And he said he was Pedro, man, and that she was Anna, the pretty girl!" "... ¤ And she was Anna, pretty girl...!" "¤ The clouds are a veil, the flowers a bouquet... ¤ Two pigeons bring them love." "¤ The Pope asked where they came from." "¤ The Pope asked where they came from." "¤ She said from Ronda, oh... ¤ and he was from Antequera, pretty girl!" "... ¤ and he was from Antequera, pretty girl!" "¤ The moon kisses the flower of the river,... ¤ two white sails and a ship at sea." "¤ The Pope asked them... ¤" "Very bad, very bad!" "No, no, no applause, Mr. Francisco, very bad!" "I'm angry." "After so many days of practice, you still perform off the beat." "And especially you." "What about you, you can't sing by heart?" "And don't laugh!" "What, didn't you notice that I'm angry?" "Well, yes sir, I am angry." "What is it, Mr. Francisco?" "There's a man out there for you in the waiting room." "Very well, you can leave." "Class is over." "Slowly, no running, no running." "And the next time, do NOT clap, Francisco." "Yes, Miss Lucy, but they did so well... ~ Do you think, really?" "~ Yes, Ma'am, very top-class." "Well in that case, thank you very much for having applauded." "Thank you, Miss Lucy." "Hi, Lucy!" "You can't complain, I've signed a contract!" "A contract, just like you wanted." "Outside Madrid, and as an anonymous performer." "~ Where?" "~ In Segovia." "Oh, that's pretty near here!" "I don't really like this, no, no." "You're too important to present yourself, well, as if you're embarrassed." "And if anyone recognizes you?" "It would be difficult." "In Spain, I never put on live performances." "Come, come." "Sit down and tell me." "No, I can't, I can't stay, I'm leaving." "But I'm so happy!" "I think I'm starting again, that nothing's happened, and I'm thinking that everything awaiting me is beautiful." "Don't you dare tell me I'm dreaming." "No." "Now you're starting fresh with each new moment, if that's how you want it." "~ Right?" "~ Goodbye, Lucy." "You're three women in one:... what you were, the teacher, and this one who's starting over." "I do not know which of the three I love most." "You're always so romantic!" "Hey, that contract, make sure no one knows." "OK?" "No, no!" "Miss Lucy!" "~ Are you going?" "~ Yes, but don't you delay." "You look very happy, what's going on?" "~ I can't tell you." "~ Tell me." "~ No, no." "~ Tell me, Miss Lucy!" "Tell me, or I'll get angry with you." "~ Do you promise not to tell anyone?" "~ I promise." "On Thursday I have an act in Segovia." "And hush." "What big news!" "~ It's all fixed, Emilio." "~ What?" "Precisely that, that she'll be singing on Thursday in Segovia." "But don't tell anyone." "Promise you won't tell anyone." "What's the thing I'm not supposed to tell?" "Precisely that, that Miss Lucy has an act on Thursday in Segovia." "And if she told it to you as a secret, why would you snitch?" "Because I have confidence in you." "Ah, that's another thing!" "Well, now that we all know that, let's make sure nobody gets to know it." "~ No!" "~ Not a rat!" "I've got another idea." "Do you swear to obey me?" "We swear!" "Tomorrow you each have to bring twenty five pesetas and a flower." "What for?" "Ah!" "Now that's another secret for now." "Well!" "A flower...!" "An example of literary honesty,... looseness in versification,... is the poetry of the outstanding playwrights..." "Serafín and Joaquín Álvarez Quintero,... in their work..." "Oh, I forget the title." "Do you know it, Mr. Andrade?" "Well...no, sir." "Is it possible?" "Could you be so slow learning?" ""It was a smiling garden..."" "Ah, yes! "It was a smiling garden."" "Sit." ""It was a quiet crystal fountain..." ""and to its edge a rose from a rose bush looms up..." ""It even looks like you can smell the scent of the flower."" "Does it actually smell?" "Astonishing!" "As if smelling of flowers!" "How powerful is imagination!" "I don't believe this smell comes from the patio." "Silence!" "What is this outburst?" "What are you laughing about?" "Come on, guys, the bus is already here!" "Aha!" "You're always first!" "Come on, up!" "Some in the other door!" "Hey." "Come on, brother, we are hungry!" "~ Well." "~ I'm Antón Pirulero!" "Move over or I'll give you a slap, right?" "~ Hello, Antón." "~ Hello, naughty brat." "~ Ramón, clean the bus!" "~ And you clean your ears!" "Come on, hurry up, you!" "Hurry up, Antón, I'm starving!" "Hurry up, hurry up, the last one closes the door, OK?" "~ Are you all here?" "~ Yes!" "Let's go straight home, birdies, it's about to rain." "Let's go!" "~ ¤ Manolito went to the bulls, the bulls... ¤ ~ Turn right." "~ Child, why right?" "~ Yes, come, on the right." "Turn right or I'll shoot you." "In the head." "Hey, don't fool around with these toys." "It's not a toy, Antón, it was taken from his father." "Hey, drop that!" "~ Drop what?" "Turn right." "~ Go on." "But are you serious?" "Of course we are." "We will pay for the gasoline." "You're taking us to Segovia." "Why Segovia?" "Are you mad?" "Not to Segovia!" "OK, OK, I'll bring you to Segovia!" "But take that gun from my neck!" "Now to the left, we're not going to the park." "I'll tell the principal what you're doing." "And I'll tell him that one day I saw you drunk." "Yes, yes!" "You say you'll tell him that...?" "Man, yeah, you should tell." "Let's tell him." "No more tricks --- head straight to Segovia." "Yes, whatever you want, but take the pistol away!" "Man, the police, my friends!" "Now you'll see." "If you squeal we pull the trigger." "And you to hide." "~ Hello, little people!" "A day trip, hmm?" "~ Arrest them!" "They'll kill me, they're gangsters!" "They have me under duress!" "It's not news to me, I have five at home." "Go on, go on." "You tried to sell us out." "Take him down, boss!" "No, by God, don't kill me, don't do it!" "Well, to Segovia without any more hassle." "I'll take you to Segovia, but only without the gun." "Let me free!" "Let me free!" "¤ Antón, Antón, Antón Pirulero, run more, run more, and don't be afraid." "¤ And engage fifth gear and release the brakes and let's go rolling to the tiki, tiki, ton." "¤ Antón, Antón!" "Why do you risk your neck!" "¤ Cross the road fast and without looking back... ¤ Takes corners with talent like the captain orders you." "¤ Accelerate, Antón, speed, you lack lots of enthusiasm!" "¤ Displaying all together on the flag the sincere flower of the heart." "¤ Antón, Antón, Antón!" "¤ Antón, Antón, Antón Pirulero, run more, run more, and don't be afraid." "¤ And engage fifth gear and release the brakes and let's go rolling to the tiki, tiki, ton." "¤ Antón, Antón!" "Why do you risk your neck!" "¤ Antón!" "¤" "¤ Olé, olé, runaway, because Antón drove us!" "¤" "~ Are you all here?" "~ Yes!" "You're free to go." "Here's a tip." "Come on, guys!" "Help, stop them, I've been kidnapped!" "They wanted to kill me with this gun!" "¤ Despite the long time that has elapsed since... ¤ still my heaved heart remembers with pain... ¤ since the day that, while walking by, I saw a blind girl in a seat... ¤ and next to her an old woman who was her guide and her love." "¤ And I noticed that the little girl with big empty eyes... ¤ was listening to the cries of other girls jumping... ¤ and I heard a bitter complaint that she voiced... ¤ asking her old woman: "Why can't I play?"" "¤ I don't really know if the pain I felt... ¤ was from hearing the voice of the girl,... ¤ or was when I looked at her old woman, who I noticed... ¤ wept in silence in her grief." "¤ "Oh, blind girl!"..." "I said with great sorrow." "¤ "Come with me, poor dear," kissed her and took the blind girl to play." "¤ And so it was that every day, arriving with her old woman... ¤ the bind girl looked for me, with so much interest." "¤ How happy was the poor dear when she came beside me... ¤ and with some pampering she got all us three to play together!" "¤ But one day, well I remember, only the old lady came... ¤ and she said: "The blind girl is about to expire..."" "¤ I came running to her crib, the blind girl was dying,... ¤ and while dying she said to me: "Who will you play with now?"" "¤ I really don't know if the pain I felt... ¤ was from hearing the voice of the girl,... ¤ or was when I looked at her old woman, who I noticed... ¤ wept in silence her grief." "¤ Oh, blind girl!" "..." "I will not be able to forget you... ¤ Because I remember my own daughter who was also a blind girl... ~ ¤ And could not play. ¤ ~ Great!" "Very good, like in the old times!" "Go on, take a bow." "Am I seeing visions, now I think the kids in my class are in the gallery?" "The excitement, emotion, these are just nerves." "Go on, go on, go on." "Hey, hey, hey, you!" "Where are you going, where are you?" "To greet the lady." "Well, are you who you are?" "Her students!" "~ Here in Segovia?" "~ Yes, sir." "Where is she?" "I'll tell you, but silently." "Don't ask me." "Come on." "Lucy!" "Are you decent?" "~ Yes." "~ Yes?" "Then get ready, here we go." "But what are you doing here?" "Who has brought you, how...?" "You guys are the ones who were up there?" "Yes, Ma'am, yes!" "But how awful!" "You're so nice!" "I told you she can't be emulated." "She's still singing, hear." "In the meantime, should it be that all these came about the same thing as we did?" "I'll take care scaring them up." "Hey, is that the lady's dressing room who was just singing?" "Yeah, that one on the right." "You can't be back here." "What do you want?" "We talk to the performer about giving lessons to my girl here." "I advise you see her in Madrid." "Here now you see the big picture." "But, hey, won't all these sneak ahead of us?" "Silence, they are her students, you know?" "Well, that's what I want, that my child also become her student!" "~ Fine, but that in Madrid, in Madrid." "~ And where does she live?" "I'll give you the address, but for now, quiet, they're still performing." "Do me a favor and leave now." "All of you spent your money?" "Well, I can see you're playing a joke on me." "But who's hanging on my shoulder?" "Well, you!" "Well, have you thought it through?" "What am I to do with you?" "Do you realize the mess you've put me in?" "What do I do with you?" "How do I bring you back to Madrid now?" "If you want my car, here I am." "Ramón!" "What are you doing here?" "Yes, you didn't say anything, but everything is known." "It wasn't me, honest!" "Not you, huh?" "He's right." "I learned by chance." "Coincidence?" "I see them coming." "It wasn't you, it wasn't him..." "It wasn't us!" ""It wasn't us" It wasn't, and I can see the gesture tells all." "What men!" "Then they blame women." "But we're here together, and you've succeeded in style." "~ Long live the teacher!" "~ Viva!" "~ Are they all right?" "~ Yes!" "With very cold!" "Hey out back, nobody's fallen yet?" "No!" "Then hold on whatever you can." "We look like a can of sardines." "They'll be taking us to an asylum, if they see us!" "And after you've copied two hundred times..." ""I should had never become a kidnapper, nor I had lost anything in Segovia,"" "you'll write a literary composition." "No!" "And you, sir, you will no longer have recess during this month,... throughout the remainder of the month,... so you won't come up with such antics again, and so you'll learn to behave properly." "¤ Granny, time has covered your hair with snow." "¤ Grandma, you're my refuge and comfort for all my troubles." "¤ I'm rich and happy, and let no one say that I have no grandmother since I have you." "¤ In my heart, your clean and pure tenderness inspired my song." "¤ You're a mother as much as the mother of mine,... ¤ so you adore me twice over." "¤ Granny, shining in my sky like a star,... ¤ Granny, who counts the years?" "You're still beautiful." "¤ What pampering you gave me!" "My grandmother has looked on with holy loving care as I play my games as a child... ¤ My sleep she broke." "When she told me tales she used to kiss my forehead with a prayer." "¤ Granny, for you, this is my song. ¤" "How handsome is my child!" "What are you making, another sweater?" "For you." "Already you have eighteen." "By end of the year I'll have made at least fifty." "Sounds good to me." "Your mother says I'm crazy." "My mother, she doesn't know I collect sweaters." "Don't listen to her." "She's the crazy one." "What, you didn't know?" "She's not right in the head." "She ignores it,... and she even thinks I'm really her grandson, that's what she tells everyone." "I think so." "I overheard it when I listen behind the doors, because I like to listen behind the doors." "As far as I'm concerned, it's great, that!" "Really?" "You're the one who really understands me!" "Because I'm smart." "Hey, that sweater you're making should be this big." "And why so big?" "Well, since it's beautiful, the bigger it is, the more it'll show its beauty." "You're right!" "I'll buy six more skeins,... but I'll do it on the sly so your mom won't catch on." "I'm going to try it on you." "Stand up." "~ How nice you look!" "Like it?" "~ Very much so." "Let me show you a photo I have, yours." "You're in the last sweater I did back then." "Come, look!" "What a beautiful little tyke!" "And how about now?" "Now, too, but then you were stunning." "I have not changed any." "How handsome you were!" "Just like now, only smaller." "Hey, don't say anything to your mother." "She also has many things from you." "An album with many photos,..." "I know where!" "But then you had curly hair." "What did you do with that hair?" "I dampen it a lot for styling and I comb out the curls." "And you had a mole on your back." "Let's see, let me see it." "No, no, that tickles!" "How many times I've kissed that mole as I bathed you!" "Maybe you ate it without realizing it, and it's no longer there." "Maybe!" "Hey, and where does that go?" "Nowhere." "Your mother says it leads to a dead world." "Open it for me." "I don't have the key, she keeps it." "If you grab it from her, I'll give you something." "~ What?" "~ This." "Oh, you already gave it to me, you already gave it to me!" "But I'll give you a better one." "Yes?" "It'll take some honey." "I'll give you half on account, and then the other half when you open it." "And we stick the two pieces together!" "You stick it with glue." "Tony, Mom!" "Go see her." "Don't mention any of this." "Meanwhile I'll look for the key." "~ Hello!" "~ Hello." "~ What do you say?" "~ Hi, Mom." "I know you've been punished on my account." "The principal also told me off a bit, but that's over now." "Don Pedro is very good." "Is that right?" "~ He's a hardass." "~ Boy!" "Everyone says he's a hardass." "You don't say so but you think it." "Swear you don't!" "Don't swear." "Ha ha, what a trick!" "Nor should you say "ha ha"." "Oh, I'm so happy!" "Do you know why?" "Everything went so well!" "Yesterday I discovered something in Segovia." "What?" "That I still I have the same voice quality from the time when I used to perform,... that the public acclaims me, that they like me." "Of course they like you, you're great!" "But so many years have fled, and with them so much pain,..." "I was afraid I wouldn't be able to pay for your studies, but I can." "Yes I can!" "Check out this album I bought." "Listen." "~ ¤ Either you leave me forever... ¤ ~ Surely this is your voice!" "You bet!" "It's one of the last songs I recorded in Cuba." "¤ or you love me with mad passion... ¤ or you stop loving me and everything's over." "¤ Either you forget my fate forever... ¤ Or remember that you are my hope." "¤ Either you encourage me to dedicate my life to loving you... ¤ Or you kill me at once and without mercy." "¤ I can't imagine love without decisions... ¤ I do not understand your way of loving." "¤ Either love me with mad passion... ¤ Or you stop loving me, and everything's over." "¤ Either you leave my life forever... ¤ Or you don't ever tell me you're going." "¤ Either love me with passion mad... ¤ Or you stop loving me, and everything's over." "¤ Either you forget my fate forever... ¤ or remember that you are my hope." "¤ Either you encourage me to dedicate my life to loving you... ¤ or kill me at once and without mercy." "¤ I can't imagine love without decisions... ¤ I do not understand your way of loving." "¤ Either love me with mad passion... ¤ or you stop loving me, and everything's over,... ¤ or you stop loving me, and everything's over,... ¤ or you stop loving me, and everything's over. ¤" "Olé!" "On this floor, said the concierge." "It should be, it's not very posh." "So much the better for us." "Of course." "~ Good day, we came to speak with you." "~ What do you want?" "We were there in Segovia, you know?" "And we want to talk about it, you know?" "~ Well, come in." "~ Come on, inside." "~ Come along." "This way." "~ Sure." "In the living room will be better." "We can talk more quietly." "Very well, as you command!" "Did you see the gesture the girl made at me?" "Who are these people?" "I don't know, they say they were there yesterday in Segovia." "Want to listen?" "Well, yes, so we know what they want." "We can hear better behind that door." "Come on." "Don't say no, just don't say no!" "~ But what can I say?" "~ Say yes!" "But I've never sung flamenco." "Come on, come on...!" "You sing everything out there." "We know how much feeling you put yesterday into that tango!" "My wife and daughter were crying." "I mean, you did it so well." "Well, but Argentinian tango has nothing to do with flamenco." "But my daughter can't sing anything else." "You know?" "My wife is from Seville." "She's noble breed!" "Let's not lessen her!" "Your mother is stupid, since we're in such need of money!" "I do know flamenco." "~ You?" "~ Yes, the very me." "~ And where did you learn that?" "~ Well, over the years." "~ Oh, I know!" "They taught it to you." "~ What them?" "~ Them." "I can teach your girl music and singing, but nothing more." "But don't do it just for the money, eh?" "No, no." "Why not take her to one of those schools which teach flamenco?" "I don't want to bring my daughter to a school, you know?" "I want her to have the finest personal tuition." "Do you understand?" "Also she's very funny, she dances up to theater quality!" "~ Girl, recite something, so the lady can hear you." "~ Right away?" "Let's hear you, my dear." ""Doña Juana, Doña Juana when she arrived to Castile she spent all day in the gazebo." ""Watching, crazy as a mule, for five hours by her gate." ""Doña Juana, Doña Juana!" "What have you thrown out the window, which brings such a bad smell?" ""And Doña Juana with fruit, noodles, even a single noodle, throwing everything out." ""Until I catch her, until I catch her!" "She takes little steps, oh, neighbor, and she steps out of the gate." ""Doña Juana, Doña Juana!" "Won't you get in behind the blinds on the veranda?" ""And there she stays, just like a frog, Napoleon's cousin." "Yes sir!"" "~ How nice she is!" "~ How about my child?" "Very funny, but as I said, I don't understand flamenco." "Hey, Mom." "Lola Flores's on the phone." "~ For me?" "~ Yes, she says she's sending a singer you can improve." "Well, there must be a mistake, because I don't..." "Well, no, she says she's done everything she can, but she needs your touch." "~ That there must be a mistake!" "This has no..." "~ What do I say, that you have visitors, right?" "~ Tell her..." "~ Best I tell her to call back." "~ But..." "Tony, Tony!" "~ But you won't teach my girl, eh?" "~ Look, sir, I assure you..." "~ We heard what your son said, we heard it all!" "My son is stubborn!" "~ Children tell the truth." "~ Of course." "Oh, God, this child!" "~ What is it?" "~ Ah!" "What?" "What a messer you are!" "What did your mother say?" "That she doesn't know flamenco?" "Nonsense, that she doesn't know!" "What it means is that she has too many pupils already and she's overwhelmed." "~ Who is the one who wants to learn, you?" "~ Not me, my child." "Ah, well, come by tomorrow, I'll convince my mother." "Look, you...!" "Don't worry." "Make her come, and within two months she'll be a girl of the combs." "Right, Grandma?" "Sure, sure!" "Well, I said." "You can come any time." "Tomorrow." "You have a son that is worth an empire." "Yes, sir!" "But I won't thank YOU for this." "I'll give you a beautiful rifle, kid." "~ I mean it." "~ But let it be a real one." "Man, of course, with real bullets!" "Come this way." "Good afternoon." "Go with God." "Now what?" "Well, now, to charge for classes." "This guy looks stingy when it comes to dropping the bundle!" "What is this "bundle"?" "Well, you know what I mean." "But, you know what you've done?" "Who will teach that child to sing soleares and tientos?" "~ That'll be me." "~ You?" "Yes, yes, me." "Right, Grandma?" "And I'll prove it." "¤ Your little eyes are killing me!" "¤" "Whenever you want, Mom." "Already?" "And you go to bed right away, you're a demon!" "~ So soon?" "~ Yes, so soon." "I am very angry with you." "Such a mess!" "I keep thinking about it." "It's going to go smooth as silk, you'll see." "Wow!" "Who could that be at this hour?" "The girl's father, coming back." "We didn't set a time." "I'm wondering where you're going to run this little school, my little professor." "~ You?" "~ Are you surprised?" "Come in." "I'd like to speak with you, Ma'am." "Of course." "Follow me." "~ I beg you to speak low." "~ Is there someone sick?" "More important than a sick one." "I suppose you've come to see the child." "I've come to tell you that I have to take him home, you've kept him long enough." "It's true that I got him just for one day." "I phoned but you weren't there, meaning to say I'll keep him,... given that for you it would create problems at home." "I should have tried further to meet you." "I fully understand your reasons but we decided to make some room at home." "Are you saying that you've come to take him away from me?" "Yes, Ma'am." "That's normal, I guess!" "I beg you to speak quietly." "May I ask why this sudden incomprehensible change?" "~ Can't you imagine?" "~ No." "~ Bah!" "I give you the benefit of the doubt." "~ What do you mean?" "Nothing." "Call the kid, please." "~ No." "~ I'll do it myself." "~ You won't trespass." "~ Madam, don't make me." "Let me!" "Hear me out, sir, hear me out." "There's someone here who doesn't need to hear the truth,... and that someone is all I have in the world." "~ What is it, Mom?" "~ Nothing." "~ Nothing?" "~ Hi, Uncle Paco." "Get ready, you're coming with me." "Better if he's the one to decide." "Do you want to go?" "No, I'm not going." "~ You heard it." "Good evening, sir." "~ We'll meet again, I bet." "What was that all about, Mom?" "Nothing, nothing can happen to a child when someone who really loves him is by his side." "Go to sleep." "And tonight, no somersaults in bed?" "How then are going to mix the things you learned today?" "Or didn't you learn anything?" "You're sleepy." "Come, let us pray." "~ Lord..." "~ Lord... ~ I pray for all of us..." "~ I pray for all of us... ~ to protect us in our needs..." "~ in our needs... ~ and to become better every day." "~ Better every day." "~ Remember my mom..." "~ Remember also my other mommy..." "~ And give eternal glory." "~ And give eternal glory." "~ Amen." "~ Amen." "~ See you tomorrow, Tony." "~ See you tomorrow, Mom." "Your other mom." "I think tonight you'll need them both." "Go to sleep straight away." "~ No." "~ What do not you?" "Are not you sleepy?" "You want me to sing, so you'll sleep, a song I sang to my son?" "¤ Your pain is gone with the wind, goldfinch, weep no more,... ¤ flying away was your baby, and the boy who found it... ¤ He was thinking about his good mother, and in the song he declared his love." "¤ "I want to die at your side, I swear, my mother,... ¤ "I want to be always with you, in your mourning and your joy."" "¤ Their song was a promise, and a goldfinch who crossed... ¤ gave their songs to the wind and vanished in the wind... ¤ gave their songs to the wind and in the wind...oh!" "it vanished. ¤" "Look, Dad!" "~ Hello." "~ Oh, hi." "~ Good morning, boy." "~ Oh, yeah, I forgot!" "~ Forgot what?" "~ No, no, I mean I was waiting." "~ Ah!" "Is your mom in?" "~ Yes, sir." "~ We are going upstairs." "~ No, I was sent so you won't go upstairs." "Do you understand?" "~ That's fine." "~ First class service." "~ Olé!" "~ Olé!" "Well, then I entrust my child to you." "Goodbye, daughter of mine." "Don't move until I come back for you, OK?" "~ Goodbye." "~ Hey, yesterday I didn't give thanks for the rifle that you promised me." "~ Oh, I won't forget about it." "~ Oh, no, I'll take care of it!" "~ How are you, shorty?" "~ Fine, how about you?" "Don't address me familiarly." "Address me as Sir, since I'll..." "Do you know how to keep a secret?" "~ Speak loud enough so I can hear you." "~ Yes." "~ Swear." "~ I swear." "Then listen: the one giving you lessons in singing and flamenco is this guy." "~ You?" "~ Don't address me familiarly, I'm your teacher now." "~ But my dad doesn't know this." "~ Nor does he need to." "~ Well, I have to tell him." "~ Well, then, you'll be a snitch." "And it's not right for well-behaved girls to squeal." "Still here, my son?" "What's up?" "Don't you remember her, grandmother?" "She's here for her flamenco lesson." "Ah!" "So you won't go to school today." "The lesson comes first." "Aha, go on up." "But mom's upstairs." "~ You're right." "~ Besides, I have an idea." "Come." "We'll even get a guitarist, and everything." "~ Ramón!" "~ Where are you?" "Doña Sara!" "How are you?" "Happy to see you!" "~ Hello, Ramón." "~ And you, what's up with you?" "Fly to school!" "I need to talk to you." "Fine --- another grandchild?" "No, she's friends with Tony." "Aha!" "So, come on in, sit down, you'll have a drink on the house right away." "~ Hey, Ramón." "~ What's up?" "Let's hear it." "~ No one comes here at this hour, right?" "~ No, why do you ask?" "Well...will you do us a favor?" "Let's hear it first, because I don't trust you after Segovia." "I teach my friend in the catacombs." "Will you let us?" "Ah, if that's all, sure!" "~ Is Pepe there?" "~ You know him?" "Yes, I'm very fond of him." "And now he'll come in handy." "What are you plotting?" "!" "Bring back many memories?" "It's been years since I've been here." "It looks just like your father used to decorate it, right?" "At least that's what mine told me." "The same, the same!" "Oh, my poor father!" "Don't be like that, Grandma." "If I'd known I wouldn't have let you in." "You must come one day to eat." "I invited you." "~ I never go out, son." "~ No, I see." "Now, with my grandson, yes." "Now I can go everywhere." "One day both of us will come here." "But no tears, OK?" "Without the tears." "You're going to have a drink, to chase away the sorrows." "~ A soda water, OK?" "A soda water." "~ Well, if that's what you want." "Come on." "Come as you please." "OK, what do you know how to sing?" "Me?" "Everything and anything." "Do everything and anything?" "So I want you to teach me." "But really, do you dare?" "But what do you want me to say?" "Come on, let's try your throat." "Sing what you know." "I know this one: ¤ In the cave in Granada... ¤ Na, na, na,..." "like a queen in golden chariot, na, na, na... ¤" "~ Don't you know more?" "~ I'm short the lyrics." "I forget them." "Then that's where you should begin, by learning the lyrics, get to know it." "Let's see, Pepe, that "Tani"." "¤ In the cave in Granada, has come from distant lands... ¤ like queen in golden carriage, a Gypsy child princess." "¤ Her name is Tani and she's more beautiful than the sun... ¤ the doesn't flirt a princess but a Spanish Gypsy." "¤ This rose will have a white handkerchief,... ¤ There is no other girlfriend most beautiful and honest." "¤ Oh, Tani Tani Tani of mine!" "Oh, Tani Tani, my Ta...!" "¤ Oh, Tani Tani!" "Oh brunette, the royal blood runs in your veins." "¤ Oh, Tani, my Tani Tani my!" "Oh, Tani Tani my, my Ta!" "¤ Oh, Tani Tani!" "Oh, Brunette, there'll never be a nicer gypsy girl than you." "¤ One and Two." "Two and one, three...the sum goes wrong because they miss a baby!" "¤" "You see that?" "That's what you have to do." "Oh, but what phenomenon has come here!" "~ No soda water for you, you're going to drink wine." "~ Way to go, Ramón!" "And you're first, Doña Sara, please!" "Olé!" "Have you seen my mother?" "~ No, Ma'am." "~ I'm worried." "She went out a while ago and hasn't returned." "I don't know where she is." "~ ¤ My daughter's face is the color of the roses..." "~ Olé, hurray for the grandma, that's dancing!" "How lively this grandma is!" "¤ And her hair smells like roses when she drinks cider, but she dances... ¤ you'll see how she flies." "No, don't touch the bottle or I'll fall, but oh, what a mint!" "Come in, have a shot, let's see if you cheers up!" "Ramón, I didn't expect this from you." "Come on, mother." "Why just now, when I was so happy?" "Give me a hand, Ramón." "~ It's unbelievable!" "~ No, in the end I'll pay for it all!" "My Tony, come on, son!" "~ Goodbye, José." "~ See you tomorrow." "~ Hi, Tony." "~ Hello." "What, how's your mom?" "Is she still mad at me?" "With you?" "With everyone." "How angry she was!" "I'd like to talk with her to see what she has to say." "~ Well, do not move from here and you'll see her." "But invite me something, come on." "~ Whatever you want." "~ Hey, Ramón, is it true what they're saying over there?" "~ What are they saying?" "~ That you're in love with her." "~ That's unfounded!" "They'd be better off minding their own business." "~ Well, but you're in love, yes or no?" "~ And what do you care?" "~ Ah, yes you are, yes you are!" "~ Who told you?" "~ Ah, I can't say." "~ Brave gossips!" "But they weren't wrong." "I love her very much." "When they went to America I was a kid." "When they returned, I was a youth." "Well, a brat." "What luxury they brought back!" "Do you see my car?" "Well, it's crap next to theirs." "So, yes, your grandmother was young and beautiful." "And your mother...why should I tell you!" "When they arrived, I went to see them." "She didn't even know me." "I told them whose son I was, and they gave me a Mexican peso." "A gold coin that big!" "I grew even happier!" "~ At night I started mulling things over in my head, and..." "~ And you were lost to love!" "It's one business to scrunch whatever one may like in one's head." "That won't hurt anyone." "You can daydream until sleep finally comes." "Doesn't this happen with you?" "You can believe yourself a prince, or whatever you want, all for free." "I dreamed that I was a cowboy in the West." "That's OK, but...why do I speak to you about these things?" "Because we're friends." "And what else?" "That's all." "But what a child this is!" "It's depressing!" "Come on!" "But why not tell me, man?" "Tell me, you got over that feeling?" "~ And why do you care?" "~ Poor Ramón!" "Yes, the poor dear!" "She's poor now, doesn't have two coins to rub together..." "I want to help but she won't accept any, and even less so now that you're here,... because you've come to spoil the story." "Yes, you come, and I go the end of the line." "~ Hey, Ramón, do you want me to tell you something?" "~ What?" "~ Total secrecy, OK?" "I'm not her son." "~ What?" "Huh?" "Explain." "~ No, no, I didn't say anything." "~ Yes you did." "Speak." "Where did you come from you?" "I can't tell you, Ramón, because Grandma thinks I am." "~ Then who are you, then?" "~ The other one." "~ But who is the other one?" "~ Well, he who died." "Oh, I don't understand you!" "She had a child who died, and grandmother, upon seeing me, she thought I was him." "That's all." "Sure, that's why she always spoke about her Tony!" "Since she's crazy, I thought it was a hallucination." "But what about your family?" "I don't have a family." "Well, I have one, thanks to poor old grandmother." "Let me show you a picture of my real mother." "Let's see." "~ Look." "~ Right." "I knew something was wrong here." "Here." "Well, are you glad that I am not her child, or does it weigh on you?" "What do I know?" "The thing that worries me most is the secrecy." "I knew something strange was happening here,... for them to have a fortune and return suddenly to Spain ruined, that really confused me." "They still must be many secrets to be discovered, and once I know them, I can do something,... because you and I have to do something for them." "I'd be a scoundrel if I don't give them my car, and this house, and everything." "For you must know that my father, who was just a sad waiter, owed everything to them." "All this was theirs and we got it for a song." "Well, Ramón, I'm going because she's about to get home." "I'll tell you everything I stumble across." "Yes, do, I'm intrigued!" "Get handsome and go meet her, but don't mention anything we talked about, OK?" "~ The one who mustn't snitch is you." "~ No, no." "Oh!" "Come in, son, come in." "But, so bad you are, Grandma?" "Bad, very bad." "That damn morning wine wrecked me, so I drunk a half full glass... ~ "One"?" "~ One more." "But, really, Grandmother, how many more drinks did you have?" "I don't remember more than the first." "Oh, my God, this head!" "I'm worried, Grandma." "You're not exaggerating?" "Tell me, son, does anyone who drinks get all this discomfort?" "It depends." "Did you find the key?" "Oh, I'm in no shape to talk about keys!" "I say!" "I knew I had to tell you something." "Come on, let's go." "You got it!" "How did you manage?" "A mystery." "You owe me a kiss." "Well, half." "But let me first." "Okay, but you promised." "Check out all the stuff!" "Well, you're in, Curious." "What did you want to see?" "Well, everything." "Here's a movie projector!" "Does it work?" "I think so." "Go ahead, it's loaded!" "Should we start it?" "Fine." "You know that mom did movies?" "~ Yes?" "~ Yes, I'll show you her stuff." "Look, pictures from Mexico!" "Oh, what a flirt I was then!" "Do you know how this works, Grandma?" "I did." "Now I'm not sure I'll remember." "Stop that, grandmother, and come here, I figured out how to it." "Oh, here's another movie!" "Look, we brought this to Spain from the first trip, and here it stayed." "Now you'll see how well everything is displayed." "Here." "Come on, put it on." "Turn off the light!" "~ ¤ Seven leagues, Villa's horse was able to guess them seven leagues apart... ¤ ~ Look, look, there she is!" "~ ¤ when he heard trains whistle,... ¤ ~ Is that in Mexico?" "~ Yes, they're troops of their revolution." "~ ¤ the horse stopped and neighed meaning seven leagues... ¤ ~ I saw them filming those scenes." "¤ the horse Villa was most fond of." "¤ Hey you, Francisco Villa, what does your heart say," "¤ don't you remember anymore, you, brave one, when you took Torreon... ¤ don't you remember anymore, you, brave one, that you attacked the great wall. ¤" "What are they doing, those ones with the palm leafs?" "~ Those are corn tortillas to make tacos." "~ ¤ At Irapuato station, the horizon sang." "¤ There the Bracamontes brigade fought formally,... ¤ At Irapuato station, the horizon sang." "¤ At about three o'clock the locomotive whistled... ¤ Up, up guys!" "Mount the machine gun,... ¤ At about three in the afternoon, the locomotive whistled." "¤ Farewell, towers of Chihuahua, farewell, towers of Cantera,... ¤ Francisco Villa is already here to wipe away the courage from you... ¤ Francisco Villa has come to reconquer the border." "Hurray for the North!" "¤" "~ Good afternoon, Miss Lucy." "What are you laughing about?" "~ Nothing." "Thank goodness, it must mean you're happy." "You're not going to scold me?" "No." "All things considered, I thank you making my mother happy, even it was only for a little while." "You make me happy, I was really worried." "Yes?" "It doesn't show." "You look very smart." "What a sweater!" "Yes, I have to thank the grandmother." "Don't tell me, my mother?" "But is that...?" "Yes, she made it for me." "I still have some sympathy in that house, although not on all sides." "Then, so you realize that you actually have, and coming from all sides, take that off." "That's an eyesore, man." "You know how my poor mother is." "~ And tell me, I bet Tony brought it to you!" "~ Yes." "So he wouldn't wear it, the very rascal!" "Come on." "It seemed to me that... ~ Take that off, I will make you another." "You'll have it in just two days." "~ Yes?" "Well...off with the sweater!" "My son!" "My son!" "Come on, son!" "Tony, Tony, child!" "Tony, Tony, son!" "Where are you?" "Your mother calls you!" "But what is it, grandmother, I'm right here?" "Ah, yes, it's true!" "You're here with me!" "What a shock!" "You're charging for more than the key, grandmother, but I'll give you a bonus." "~ Every day we'll watch a film, all right?" "~ But no shots." "And call up Ramón." "~ And say nothing to your mother." "~ Whatever!" "If she was to see this movie, she'd remember that." "~ It was awful!" "The poor child of mine!" "~ Calm down, grandma, calm down." "When it happened, I got to looking at the sky, but you weren't there." "And I looked everywhere." "Sometimes I felt like you were hiding behind a star,... to scare me, and it seemed that I could reach you with my hands, because you were there." "But you weren't there, you were with them, remember?" "Yes, Grandma, of course I was with them." "Come, sit down." "You never told me how they grabbed you." "What did they do, these kidnappers?" "What kidnappers?" "I don't remember." "Come on, you tell me about them." "Sure, you were so young...!" "They were bad guys, right?" "Oh, very bad!" "They demanded for a lot of money and your mother gave them everything." "Everything, even her jewelry!" "I also gave them everything I had." "Then we went to a forest and put it next to a tree, and waited." "~ But you didn't come, you didn't come, you didn't come!" "~ I'm here, Grandma!" "Yes, there you are." "And why are you here?" "Ah, because I told them to let me go." "They did not want to, you know?" "They wanted nothing more than money." "~ I gave it to them." "~ But they wanted more." "There wasn't any more." "I even gave them my wedding dress." "That dress your grandfather gave me when he was so handsome!" "I told them my mom cried and they just ignored me." "I also told them my grandmother was crying." "~ Yes?" "~ Yes." "And they said, "Oh, that's another matter." "We don't want your grandmother cry."" ""And she's beautiful and very good, and you love her very much."" "Did they you that say?" "Oh, how nice were those kidnappers!" "So why I am here with you." "You know that." "Hi, Mom." "Follow me, Tony." "~ You know everything, right?" "~ Yes." "My money and my popularity attracted the greedy to me, and I was left without what I wanted most." "At times fame leads to this." "But I..." "I thought he was dead." "I wish!" "Then I'd be just some mourner,... but this not knowing..." "I'd rather not talk about this." "You shouldn't have entered that room." "No, no, sorry, don't mind me, José." "But why do you call me José?" "Do not you want me to be Tony?" "Yes, Tony, Tony always." "Thanks to you eternal wait without hope stopped tormenting me." "Before all I saw was him far away from me, hungry and cold,... beings tortured mercilessly." "I have called many times, knowing that the only answer was to be silence." "Now, at least, I call and you answer me." "But why are you crying, silly?" "Don't you see me laughing?" "Tony!" "Tony!" "Here." "Give it back." "We'll leave it open." "Why bother to close it now?" "Hello, Pepe." "Where's the boss?" "Hey, man." "He should be upstairs." "~ Hi, Tony." "~ Hello." "What is it?" "~ Nothing." "~ What's the matter, kid?" "That's not your face." "~ I'm worried, Ramón." "Even more than you." "~ Why?" "~ Oh, Ramón!" "~ Good God!" "What's up!" "~ That my dear brother isn't dead." "~ What dear brother?" "The son of my mother, of course." "So, so, you're confusing me." "Say it straight." "~ Do you know that my mother had a child?" "~ Yes, according to you." "~ Well, he died." "~ And that you occupy his post." "~ Well, he's not dead." "~ Which is it?" "Yesterday you said he was." "~ Well, not dead." "~ And where is he?" "~ The kidnappers know." "~ Kidnappers?" "He was kidnapped?" "~ Yes." "~ And they still have him?" "~ Of course!" "~ And where are these guys?" "Who knows?" "Since I've heard, you don't know how I am, Ramón!" "Because you're now on thin ice, right?" "~ No, that I don't mind." "But imagine if we could find the boy?" "~ Yeah, right!" "Then you'd marry my mother, and you'd find yourself with two children." "Yes, and already grown up, right?" "Such a fate!" "Come on, you have such occurrences!" "But the idea of looking for him isn't so bad." "We'd give her such joy." "~ And she won't cry anymore." "~ She cries?" "Only when you don't see her." "And sometimes even when you do, like last night." "Well, absolutely not, yeah." "That's not good!" "We must look, Tony." "~ But where?" "~ That's the gist, because the kidnappers never left a card." "I have an idea: we put an ad in the newspapers, and..." "Eh, forget the newspapers!" "Do you think your mother didn't think of that?" "~ Holy crap, there it is!" "~ What is it?" "~ Wait." "~ Hello, Ramón!" "~ Good morning, Mr. Julián." "~ I have to eat more than quickly." "~ In two minutes." "Help him, Pepe." "~ Soon, huh?" "I'll tell him to grant us to peep out over there,... and from there we'll ask the kidnappers to give us back your brother." "And where from do we have to peep out?" "~ On TV, buddy, Julián is the MC!" "~ The MC?" "It's like his own home, and singing like you sing...you get it?" "Yeah, what luck!" "Now I see everything clearly." "By my mother, what an idea I had!" "Come on." "Just follow my lead." "Come on." "Hi, Don Julián." "What, how are these programs?" "Waiting for you." "This house must be a sponsor." "And with tourism here, it'll be great." "They'll line up to enter!" "Bah!" "I have too many customers, however it seems to me that you lack good artists." "Would you like to owe me a big favor?" "~ Come on." "~ What is it?" "A phenomenon, I tell you." "A phenomenon!" "Another child prodigy?" "Yes, sir, but a good one." "Why, man, give me a break!" "There's no parent who doesn't believe he has one at home." "But I'm not his father, that's the good point." "You'll get crazy about him, Don Julián, and forgive me if I'm making you crazy." "Come on, start at once so the gentleman hear you." "Come on, he's going to hire you!" "¤ Granada!" "Your land is full of beautiful women, blood, and sunshine. ¤" "~ What do you think?" "~ But this kiddo is wonderful!" "What did you think, we're here fooling people?" "And if you debut him you'll have free food for a year." "Come on, my God!" "Hey, don't be like that, there's nothing bitter in this sweet, even if you are an important man,... because I know you're important, and you're going to prove it for us." "~ He's about to introduce us." "~ Can they see us?" "Not yet, when we get there in the middle." "Don't you see the cameras?" "~ Fix my tie." "~ You have it just right!" "~ It's not crooked?" "~ No." "Are you afraid?" "You know that I once was in a running of bulls and had less fear than now?" "~ Let's see if you're going to chicken out." "~ Who, me?" "I'm frozen stiff!" "Let's start anyway, right away." "You." "Right." "Now it's your turn." "You stay there." "~ It's just that if I'm not there, he won't dare." "~ You must stay there." "~ But if...!" "Coming on the air." "My fine viewers, now you will hear a prodigy, Joselito,... a child so small, but with a voice of stature." "A prodigious voice, a unique voice that undoubtedly will captivate you." "Well, he'll now sing for you "Granada" by Agustín Lara." "Give it up for him." "~ Look." "~ Oh, baby, call Lucy!" "Can't you see it's her kid?" "It's Tony!" "~ But they said his name's Joselito." "~ Yes, he is, he is." "~ Never mind, it'll be his stage name." "But go on." "~ Well." "¤ Granada, land of my dreams... ¤ My song becomes a gypsy when it is for you." "¤ My song, born of fantasy,... ¤ My song, melancholy flower, I now bring to you. ¤" "Look at him." "~ ¤ Granada, land covered in blood from the bullfighting afternoons... ¤ ~ Sit down." "¤ Women who retain the spell of Moorish eyes." "¤ I dream of you as a rebel gypsy, covered with flowers." "¤ And kiss your scarlet mouth, a juicy apple that speaks of love." "¤ Granada, Manola sung in beautiful songs... ¤ I have nothing else to give you but a bouquet of roses,..." "¤ Of roses with sweet fragrance which recall the Black Virgin." "¤ Granada!" "Your land is full of beautiful women, blood, and sunshine. ¤" "How well he sings!" "Where are you going?" "~ Hey, it's Ramón!" "What is he doing there?" "~ Ramón, himself!" "~ Get out of here, please." "~ Be still, Julián." "~ I don't know about this teasing." "~ Don't stutter, Ramón." "Excuse me, this is...this is embarrassing." "Out of there, beat it, you're spoiling the program!" "No way!" "Excuse me, I mean..." "I wanted to say, years ago, a child was kidnapped." "His mother is so...so...bewildered?" "She's a fine woman, damn it!" "The boy and me thought that if we came on TV and spread the story everywhere... and maybe the kidnappers are watching... and maybe they aren't as bad as people think,..." "I propose a deal." "You already took everything she had." "She was ruined over her son." "But now this boy and I are here." "Joselito will trade himself for that child and sing for you, gentlemen kidnappers." "I'll give them...well...my restaurant...my car, and everything I have." "Well, now, I have formed a knot that will not let me go on." "This gentleman will forgive me." "I know I did wrong by putting this before you." "Excuse me, Julián." "The public forgives me." "Right, ladies and gentlemen?" "You see?" "See how the thing was no nonsense?" "Come, come along, Joselito." "Excuse me, forget this, please." "My mother shouldn't know of it." "Goodbye, Lucy." "Don't worry about us, Lucy." "Thank you very much, Pilar." "Goodbye." "~ If your mother'd seen us, oh boy!" "~ We don't have a TV." "~ I've been good, right?" "~ You've been great." "You'll see when the kidnappers come and say, "Here he is."" "Do you think they'll come?" "Sure!" "If they don't, they're complete bastards and scoundrels." "~ And I'll have a dear brother." "~ And I, another friend." "What if mom finds out, and hates you for what we have done...!" "Why would she be angry?" "When things come from the heart... or are we going to be afraid now of a woman?" "Having had an open talk with the world... ~ I don't know, I'm kind of regretting it." "~ Bah!" "~ Well, I'm leaving." "~ Let me know what happens." "~ Yes." "~ And if you need anything you know, come down." "~ Sure." "Hey, do you think they'll take a long time to bring him back?" "Man, surely they have heard...and if not, we go back again." "But I don't know, I keep mulling over in my head, and, well...what's done is done." "~ Right, Ramón, see you tomorrow." "~ Goodbye, boy." "~ Well, here he is." "~ Hi, Uncle Paco." "Lucky you even remember my name." "So you won't forget, I've come for you." "~ Things have changed, buddy, come on." "~ I won't go, as you know." "There is no way out, you know." "I thanked Miss Lucy for having kept you so graciously while we arranged things." "~ She's been satisfied." "~ Liar, she'd never say that." "It's not right to call me a liar." "What will this man think of you?" "He's your lawyer, who takes care of your business." "You should be good friends." "Come on, come on." "I don't want to leave this house." "End of story." "I told you to come with us, don't be rebellious." "I'm not going without telling my mother." "~ That woman's not your mother." "~ Yes she is." "~ That woman is a..." "~ A what?" "~ A chancer." "~ She is not." "Get out of here and leave me alone." "~ You're coming by hook or by crook!" "~ Ramón!" "What are you doing?" "Who are you?" "Release him at once!" "Mind your own business." "And who are you?" "~ A friend of his." "Why?" "~ Well, if nothing more, then you're in for it." "The hell with the kid!" "~ Excuse me, maybe you're the kidnapper." "~ Me, why would I be a kidnapper!" "~ Let go!" "~ You're not, huh?" "So why do you want to take the child?" "~ This is an outrage!" "What kidnapper...!" "?" "~ Speak now, at once!" "~ Let go, you animal!" "~ The animal would be you!" "And are you telling me what to do with the boy!" "?" "~ And what do you care?" "Let me go right now, and leave!" "~ Let me alone!" "I'll pound you into the pavement!" "~ What's going on here?" "~ Well, he wanted to take this kid!" "Give way." "I ask you to go to the police station to clarify this." "What station and what stories, you child stealer!" "~ You'll explain everything there." "~ Let us out." "~ It's the only way to resolve the matter of the boy." "~ We must resolve it once." "She came at a moment of tremendous bewilderment, and asked to keep him for an afternoon." "It was made very clear that it was only that evening,... and I granted my permission because she was a teacher of the child." "But that single afternoon turned into a few days... and when I went to pick up him she refused to return him." "We 'd become attached." "In addition there has been a circumstance in my house... forcing the child not to leave me." "He knows that's the truth." "Why would he say otherwise?" "Go on." "Indeed, she kept the boy." "And in that inordinate love for a child... completely a stranger to him, except in that she's his teacher,... was a petty interest." "That's a lie, it's not true, sir!" "Right, a rotten lie." "This man is a liar." "Listen, skip the insults, I'm telling the truth." "~ The guy's a troublemaker." "~ Silence." "But...he has no right to say these things." "If you don't shut up I'll have you removed." "You've had your say already." "And so I remind you, Ma'am." "This is not a trial." "If you want to add something to the paperwork, do it at the end." "Go on." "Her visit coincided with the arrival of our attorney,... and she could understand that the ruin of the family was apparent, nothing more,... there was something very valuable that was about to be redeemed." "That's when she asked me if she could mind the boy for a few hours." "The child as well as our lawyer will state whether I am lying." "~ Indeed, that's how it was." "~ Those hours turned into many days, too many days." "In short:" "I think it is a full-fledged blackmail." "It wasn't hard to play with the feelings of a child who never knew his mother... and had just been orphaned." "This lady has fenced with a very rightful feeling... opposing twice what I, as legal guardian,... as demonstrated in this notarized document ---..." "Present it, please ---... exercise my right, and coercing the child to support her, through violence if necessary." "Just a moment please." "I wish to speak!" "You have already made your statement." "Isn't anybody else but this posh guy going to speak?" "Get out, sir." "Without hearing me?" "Ha ha, how funny!" "I want to spit out what this lady didn't say, why do you stay mum?" "Go ahead, explain why you kept the boy." "Talk!" "Leave, I said." "You'll be summoned in due time to reveal whatever you want." "Sergeant, remove the gentleman." "OK, man, to think I thought you were a nice guy!" "You can continue." "To sum up: with caring and a faux maternal love... she sought to subsume the will of a child... and his economic wellbeing." "Apart from the unfortunate incident I had with this "gentleman"..." "I renounce all the action, provided that the child comes with me, as is his duty,... until adulthood." "What do you say, boy?" "Out with it." "Speak." "Go on." "Nothing." "I can go, sir?" "~ Yes, you've already made your statement." "~ Thank you." "Miss Lucy..." "Is it true what they said?" "You heard." "Wait, I'm leaving here." "Everything he said about you was a lie." "Thank you, Ramón." "The only one who wants to take advantage of kid is him." "Why did you keep silent?" "What would I say, seeing the face they put on the child?" "He lacked the faith that you have." "Yes, but he believed everything those frauds said." "You haven't done well, either, and forgive my saying so." "You lost your pride, by staying mum." "You must understand, the boy is still very small." "The heart knows no age, Ramón." "His question was much more cruel than the accusations of others." "He believed me capable of that, and since my only argument was his faith, what could I say?" "But coldly considered, the guardian has a right to take him without going into further consideration." "~ Quiet about this, please, don't let Mom learn about this." "~ Right." "Hi, Mom." "~ Hi there, Doña Sara." "~ Hello." "What about Tony?" "He hasn't come home yet and it's too late." "Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, they took him hiking." "A trip, unbeknownst to me?" "It was very sudden." "He's going for a few days." "They took them all,... almost everyone, especially the best of the class." "Ramón took me to see him off." "How happy he was!" "Right?" "Yes, happy as a lark." "Oh!" "And where were they taken?" "I think to the mountains." "Far away, to sample country life." "~ Without a sweater?" "~ He doesn't need one, Mom." "I was about to finish it for him...!" "He asked me to give you a kiss." "Then it's fine with me, I was a bit suspicious!" "He's so fine, my Tony!" "Well, Miss Lucy, I'm leaving." "Good night." "~ Are you going, Ramón?" "I'll walk you out." "~ Yes, if you don't command otherwise... ~ Goodbye, Doña Sara." "~ Goodbye, Ramón." "Well, Miss Lucy, don't take it too hard." "You were looking for one of them, and I lost the other." "Things are just like this, I don't deserve to have children." "You deserve everything." "Well, goodbye." "Goodbye." "Mom!" "What's wrong, were you dreaming?" "Back to sleep." "Your cousins have dropped off ages ago." "God, take care of my mother, that one and this one, the two of them." "No, she didn't cheat on me." "Tell me, is it true that she didn't cheat on me?" "Ah, here he is!" "Good morning." "Good morning, Doña Sara." "~ Do you know when my grandson'll be back?" "~ Soon, Doña Sara." "I wouldn't have let him go on that trip." "~ Why not?" "~ Because I have a new sweater for him to try on." "He'll try it in due time, that and the hundred others you'd make for him." "~ Do you think he'll be back soon?" "~ Yes, Ma'am." "I'm afraid of being fooled, they want to trick me, like last time." "Come, come, don't get into a state, you'll see he'll come back." "~ Goodbye, son." "~ Goodbye, Doña Sara." "~ The invoice is ready, Don Ramón." "~ Fine." "Well, let's go inside." "You, finish loading those crates." "And see to collecting the empties from the cellar, it's all but full of them." "Tomorrow, today the van is filled to the top." "~ Goodbye, Pedro." "~ Goodbye." "Huh?" "You, here?" "Why have you come?" "If you do not mind, I came to give that girl her lesson." "I think she's coming today." "Why are you lying?" "Come by but won't tell me the real reason." "Or is it that we aren't friends?" "Sure we are." "Well if we are, I should scold you,... because friends scold friends when they misbehave." "Because no way, you misbehaved!" "Shouldn't you be in school?" "Why not?" "Because I have a teacher at home." "~ Music, too?" "~ I won't study music!" ""I won't study music," is that what you're thinking?" "Listen: you've been cruel, she didn't deserve that." "Leave me be, I haven't done anything!" "That precisely was your fault, you stood still there like a fool." "It was very comfortable asking "Is it true, Miss Lucy?"... as if you doubted her." "Why did you have to ask that?" "Leave off, Ramón." "You shouldn't have asked anything, but defend her." "She needed your faith, but you denied her." "She needed you to run after her, and not call "Miss Lucy" but "mother"." "Do you understand?" "Let me go!" "~ Carlos Acuña Robledo." "~ Present." "~ José Alberca García." "~ Present." "~ Arturo Algara López." "~ Present." "~ Emilio Álvarez Cruz." "~ Present." "~ Emilio Amat Olivera." "~ Present." "~ Joselito Jiménez Andrade." "~ Not here." "~ Enrique Aparicio Bayonne." "~ Present." "Rafaël..." "Today we won't have class." "~ Are you all right, Miss Lucy?" "~ No...no..." "Today I would like, if I may, to sing a beautiful song that I'd like you to learn... now that you're still young, so that when you're men and you need to feel young again..." "Listen." "See if you can learn it." "With it, tomorrow you may remember me." "¤ Your pain is gone with the wind, goldfinch, weep no more,... ¤ flying away was your baby,.." "¤ and it'll never ever come back." "¤ That way a boy sang to a nest he found,... ¤ He was thinking about his good mother, and in the song he declared his love." "¤ "I want to die at your side, I swear, my mother,... ¤ "I want to be always with you, in your mourning and your joy."" "¤ His song was a promise, and a goldfinch who crossed... ¤ cast their songs to the wind and vanished in the wind... ¤ cast their songs to the wind and vanished in the wind..." "¤ The waiting mother was crying." "The son grew up and left... ¤ flying to other lands, and never wanting to return." "¤ And the young man, over time, a goldfinch on the high seas,... ¤ thinking of that mother returned home, and sang again:... ¤ "I want to die at your side, I swear, my mother,..." "¤ "I want to be always with you, in your mourning and your joy."" "¤ His song was a promise, and a goldfinch who crossed... ¤ cast their songs to the wind and vanished in the wind... ¤ cast their songs to the wind and vanished in the wind. ¤"