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Are you okay, honey?

Yes. I don't know where was I.

Turn the radio on.

-What's going on? -You'll see.

Official march of war...

from General Franco's headquarters ...

corresponding to today ...

the first day of April of the year 1939.

Third triumphal day.

"Today, after having...

disarmed and captured the Red Army...

the Nationalist troops have secured...

their final military objective.

The war... has ended.

Burgos, April 1st...

of 1939.

The year of victory."

General Franco.

Finally. It was about time.

It's over.

Out to the streets to celebrate.

Félix, no. I need to stay. I have a lot of work to do.

Chica... That's a sin.

Not even the day that the war ends you can get away from that sewing machine?

Go out and clear your head, honey.

I can finish this.

Are you sure?

People are going crazy.

-Spain! -What's going to happen now?

I heard they will reestablish passenger vessels going over the Strait.

And trains... will be going back to Madrid.

What's going on?

Aren't you happy?

Yes, yes. Of course.

It's been a while since you last wore that scarf.

Really?

Does that mean that you are over the journalist?

There's nothing to be over.

If you say so.

Here, let's go. Let's have a vermouth.

No, no. Maybe later at home.

I want to say hello to Candelaria.

-Come on, we need to make a toast. -Can I do it?

Yes, it's a special day.

You know what they've told me? That Franco has a guard!

-Have you heard the radio? -That's why I came over.

It's over.

Thanks to the holy Virgin, there'll be no more killing between brothers.

And then... time will tell.

How is everything going in here?

Well... everybody is happy because the war is over.

Of course, some more than others.

Look who is here!

-Hello. -Hello, everybody.

-Hello, sweetie. -Hello.

Juanito... get a glass for Sira, no?

Of course, right now.

Today is a big day to be marked in the calendar!

Finally, God has heard our prayers.

-Thanks, Juanito. -Long live Spain.

-Long live Franco! -Yes!

I'm sorry. I just wanted to say goodbye.

-Are you going back to Spain? -No.

I'm fleeing Spain.

I'm going to Venezuela, or any other place where I could live peacefully.

Thank you very much for everything.

-Good luck to all. -But...

why are you leaving now?

Everything is over now.

Believe me... this hasn't even started.

Let him go.

Enemy leaving, a silver bridge.

-Mother, please-- -Shut up!

In this New Spain, there's no room for reds!

I just hope that one day... this war and all this...

will have served a purpose.

Goodbye everybody.

I don't care who is running this mess.

This hostel will always be your home.

Did you hear me?

I will miss you, Candelaria.

I will miss everybody.

Goodbye and good luck.

And what's going to happen in Madrid now?

I wish I knew.

And what are we going to do?

Do you want to go back?

I don't know.

And you?

I'm fine here.

Then I think that the best thing is to stay here.

-Rosalinda. -Sira.

I'm sorry, darling ... I've abandoned you.

Everything has been so confusing since the war ended.

The reconstruction of the government is affecting everybody.

-And especially, Juan Luis, of course. -I'm sure.

-Mrs. Quiroga, so nice seeing you. -A pleasure. Now I'll leave you.

I have something very important to tell you.

Come.

It's still not official.

And I think it won't be for few weeks, but...

Swear you'll keep the secret.

Of course.

"El Caudillo" will designate Juan Luis Minister for Foreign Affairs.

Minister?

Isn't it wonderful?

I think it's a... good sign that they nominate someone

with the sensitivity and significance of Juan Luis.

So, are they transferring him to Madrid?

What are you going to do? Are you going with him?

Of course.

Sira, don't be sad.

I would love to stay...

but my place is with him.

I know.

-It's just that I will miss you so much. -Me, too.

But let's not think about that.

I'll still be here for a couple of weeks.

And I want to throw a goodbye party

that will be remembered for a long time in Tetouan.

Félix, please do me a favor. Change that face.

Yes, I know, I know. It's a party.

But I feel like I'm going to a funeral.

I'm even wearing a black tie.

You are so dramatic.

We will survive without Rosalinda, you'll see.

Of course, what else can we do?

But Tetouan will not be the same without her.

We will miss her.

-Don't you think I will, too? -Not as much.

My love, you know that this will totally change our lives, right?

I know, honey.

We've been very happy here.

Maybe we could still stop everything...

and leave everything the way it is now.

Luck, it's always been with us, no?

Do you want to try?

Let's see.

If you pick the black one-- If it's the black one...

we'll move forward.

But if it's the white one... I quit and we stay in Tetouan.

I would love to do it, but we can't.

Your country needs you.

And mine, too.

Besides, it doesn't matter what happens, we'll never stop loving each other.

Promise?

I promise it.

Let's go. Your guests are waiting for you.

-Aren't you coming? -I'll be right there.

Sir. Ma'am.

Mademoiselle.

Thank you all for coming.

After so many official events...

I wanted to say goodbye to my friends.

Let's enjoy the magic of Tetouan.

Hello.

Sira.

Are you okay?

Yes, but I can't drink, I get too nostalgic.

Don't let me have any more drinks.

I've been so happy here.

Did you know that Félix is in mourning?

Did his mother pass?

No, he wishes.

He is in mourning because he thinks this should be a funeral...

instead of a party.

He's so sweet.

It's better that he won't see me like this or we'll both end up crying.

Before you go, I want to give you something.

It's a little something.

But, well...

for you... to remember me.

Every time you need to change a button and don't have me there.

I'd rather having you there with me

so you could keep helping to solve all these problems for me.

But I love it.

I also have something for you. Here, come.

Are you leaving everything here?

I can't take it all.

Aren't you taking this rug?

It's so beautiful.

I know. We'll see.

-And this? -Open it.

Delphos.

You told me it would be momentary and it would last only for one night.

See... now it will last forever.

But...

Keep it.

With this dress, you showed me what a great friend you are.

Now, I'm going to start crying.

Don't even think about it.

And promise that you will visit me in Madrid.

Darling... it won't be easy to get rid of me.

I'll write you every week.

Miss! Miss!

Miss!

-A letter from Mrs. Rosalinda. -Thank you.

New letter.

-I'll get the whisky. -But it's only noon.

Well... gin then.

I'm telling you,

that woman has an unbelievable gift for social relations.

That's true.

Everything is against her. She is the English mistress of a minister

in a government that mistrusts anything British.

And she's still managed to be invited to all these parties.

Do you think she is as good as she tells us?

Look what she says about Beigbeder.

He is often less considered within the government.

Even Suñer, who recommended him, is turning into his opponent.

Franco owes his victory in part to the Germans.

He's not interested in having British sympathizers in his own government.

-Will they remove him from his position? -No, don't rush.

I'm sure he'll find a way to keep his position.

So, they wouldn't kick him out?

-What? -They are ready to do it.

-What are you talking about? -Beigbeder.

Rosalinda says he's becoming close to the new English ambassador.

-The one that assigned Churchill. -Sir Samuel Hoare.

Well, lately he's been all over Madrid

But why is he doing that? Is he looking for trouble?

The high commissary has a lot of guts.

He is challenging them.

Because they ignore him and don't listen to his advice to not enter the German war.

Is Spain going to enter the German war?

If no one does anything about it... I'm afraid, yes.

-Miss. A telegram. -Thank you, Jamila.

"Private party in Tangier. Friends from Madrid waiting.

September 1st. 7 p.m. Dean's Bar."

You are late for my party.

Aren't you going to kiss me?

Darling.

-How are you? -Very good.

-I couldn't wait to see you. -And this surprise?

I didn't want anybody to know I'm in Tangier.

You need to tell me so many things.

How is Juan Luis doing? And your son?

Tell me, how are you?

Are you okay? Yes?

Sira...

I've come to offer you a job.

-I already have a job. -I know.

I propose you to do the same, but in Madrid.

In Madrid?

But I'm happy here.

Things are going well here.

Besides, my mother likes living here.

I'm not talking about your mother. I'm talking about you.

And there won't be any need to close the workshop in Tetouan.

It would be something temporary.

When everything is over, you would come back.

When what would be over?

The war.

Juan Luis has done everything he can to keep Spain out of the war...

but every day it becomes harder.

That's why we want to help in any possible way

to minimize the pressure that Germany is putting on Spain.

If your country would stay out of the war,

England would have more possibility of winning.

And what do I have to do with all this?

We are trying to set up a network of clandestine collaborators in Madrid...

associated to the British Secret Service.

Collaborators that are not related to the political life...

or to the diplomatic service.

People that could help... to find out things.

To infiltrate... between powerful groups of people.

You are talking about espionage.

Don't panic, darling.

It would be small resistance campaigns.

That's why we are looking for people like you.

We are running out of silk lace.

And Mrs. Aracama wants to move the fitting from Thursday to Friday.

They want me to go back to Madrid.

To work for the English, passing information about the Germans.

They want me to spy on their wives.

They are thinking about

setting up a workshop for me to sew for the wives of the Nazi.

And what did you tell them?

I told them no.

That I'm doing fine here, with you.

But they asked me to think about it.

It would help to keep Spain away of the war.

Well...

The English want us to stay away from what's happening in Europe.

And they don't want us to become German allies either.

They think that's the best for everybody.

Do you want to hear my advice?

Yes.

Go.

Help.

Help as much as you can.

Spain can't afford another war, Sira.

We don't have any strength left.

Sweetie...

You haven't gone through a war.

Have you been awakened by the sounds of gun machines?

Or by the sounds of the mortar?

You haven't eaten lentils with worms in it.

And you haven't seen the terror in people's eyes.

The English are doing this for their country, obviously.

But if we can benefit from it... so be it.

If I were you, I would do it.

And I would help in any possible form.

I don't want to leave you alone here.

It's going to be very hard for me to separate again.

But you need to do it.

You need to go back to Madrid.

I'll stay here and take care of the workshop.

And when everything is over...

we'll see.

It's your decision, sweetie.

TANGIER, AUGUST 1940

-Mr. Jason. -That's my code name.

I'm Alan Hillgarth. Naval attaché

and coordinator for the British secret service in Spain.

Nice meeting you, I'm Sira Quiroga.

I know. A pleasure to meet you, Ms. Quiroga.

Would you like to sit down?

Do you want one?

Thank you.

I understand that your visit confirms

that you accept the mission that we've assigned you.

That's right.

Perfect.

Colonel Beigbeder and Mrs. Fox

are in an extremely delicate situation right now.

We are expecting the dismissal from the ministry at any time.

That will be a big loss to our government.

Both are being closely followed by agents

from not very friendly groups.

The Gestapo and the Falange.

Yes, that's it.

We need to know ahead of time the social agenda of the German community.

We are thinking that maybe

between their wives and friends,

we would be able to get ideas about their contacts,

friends and activities.

How am I going to do it?

Please, sit down.

When you come back to Madrid, I'll see you again.

And then I'll give you all the details for your mission.

Now, all you need to do is focus on setting up your workshop.

There's a shortage of everything,

so make sure to buy here all the fabric that you might need.

This should be enough money.

What's going to happen about my situation with the justice?

Your name from now on,

will be Arish Agoriuq.

Arish?

Sounds exotic.

-Is it Arab? -It's your name, spelled backwards.

What do I do with my old passport?

Destroy it.

After all, it's a document from the Republic.

It's not going to be worth too much in the New Spain.

I'll see you in one week.

So, you are moving back to Madrid?

Yes.

I just came to say goodbye.

And your mom will stay in Tétouan?

Yes, she'll keep the workshop running.

What are you going to do in Madrid by yourself?

-Commissioner, I-- -No, you don't have to answer.

A call from the authorities already told me that it's none of my business.

Only one question.

Do you really think that Madrid is the best city for you?

Are you going to continue taking care of me, even when I'm in Madrid?

No, you've already shown me that you can take care of yourself.

Think that I'm not going to be a burden anymore.

No.

You are wrong on that.

You've never been a burden, miss.

Have a good trip, Sira.

Thank you very much.

Don't forget the orders for next week.

That from now, she'll have to trust you.

-Remember about the lace, the one-- -Sira.

We've gone through everything a thousand times.

Everything will be fine.

Candelaria.

Watch out for the fabric orders, they could take advantage of my mother.

The way that you bargain, nobody else can do it.

You don't even need to ask that. Just go.

With all of us here, your mother will be well taken care of.

Yes, I'm sure.

Besides, I'll be back in a few months.

Yes, I'll be back in a few months.

Eat, eat well, and dress warm. Winters in Madrid are no joke.

And I hope that you live in a big house.

Because one of these days I might go visit you.

Félix.

Félix.

Keep my mother updated about the latest styles.

She needs to be up-to-date.

She has a very good eye.

But she needs to have somebody telling her what people are wearing or not in Paris.

And who could be better than you?

What am I going to do without you?

-And with our glass of whiskey at night--? -No, Félix, no.

No tears, and especially not from the man of the house.

She says "the man."

Jamila. Silly, don't cry.

I will miss you very much.

Remember not to use too much spices in the lamb meat.

You already know that my mother's stomach is very delicate.

I don't know what I would've done without you.

Goodbye, miss. Come back soon.

I will.

Take care.

-You, too. -I will.

Okay.

-Honey? -Yes?

I am very proud of you.

-Good morning, miss. -Good morning.

"Arish Agoriuq."

Is that how you pronounce it?

Kind of.

We were waiting for you, welcome.

Your room is number 37.

There's a note here for you.

CLOSE THE CURTAINS AND WAIT

Thank you.

Good morning.

-Thank you very much. -You are welcome, miss.

Welcome, Ms. Agoriuq.

-I hope you had a good trip. -Thank you.

Here is the key to your apartment and atelier in Nuñez de Balboa.

Please, sit down.

It will be ready soon.

I hope you like it.

Mrs. Fox personally took care of everything.

I'm sure it will be perfect.

The Germans usually address official matters at their social events.

And they often attend with their wives.

We hope that you'll be able to find out

where and when their wives will be wearing your clothes.

-Do you think that would be possible? -Yes.

Yes, usually clients talk about all that at the shop.

The only problem is that my German is very limited.

You will have two young Spanish women that were born in Germany helping you out.

Their father used to be Beigbeder's driver.

Mrs. Fox interviewed them and was quite satisfied.

If Rosalinda thinks they are good, I'm sure I will, too.

Of course, these girls shouldn't know what you are doing.

You'll have to figure out a way for them to help you but without them knowing.

Without them suspecting anything.

I'll deal with them, don't worry about it.

So, what do I need to do with the information, if I'm able to get any?

Do you know the Morse code?

The one used in telegrams?

-Exactly. -Yes.

Look.

Imagine that you have to transcribe

some word.

Tangier, for example.

Our idea is that all the information that you have to send to us

will be encrypted with this system.

And I want you to disguise it

and make it look like something related to your work as a seamstress.

Imagine that this is the message.

"Dinner."

"Dinner."

"Residence."

"Dinner, residence."

"Baron... baroness."

"Dinner at the residence of Baroness Petrino, October 8th at eight o'clock."

Does it remind you of anything?

They look like stitches.

Do you have a piece of paper?

Thank you.

The best thing to do so no one suspects anything

would be to hide the evidence in something related to a seamstress.

Well, this is it. The pattern for a sleeve.

With the message in it.

Perfect.

We would like you to send us the information, twice a week.

In two different places, both public places.

The first one is Rosa Zavala's beauty salon.

Good morning, miss.

Next to the entrance there's a room full of little lockers

where the customers leave their belongings.

You will always use the last one,

all the way in the corner of the room.

If that one would be taken,

use the one before.

Once you open the door, cover the opening with your body

and leave all the information rolled in a tube.

The other place for pickup will be the museum on Ríos Rosas street.

We have a contact that has infiltrated the cloakroom staff.

For the museum, it will be better if you carry one of those folders

where you put away the patterns.

Then go to any of the rooms.

Walk around, don't rush.

At least for half an hour.

It is essential that you follow all the instructions to the letter.

Don't worry, I will.

Go out. Get yourself seen.

Go to the movies. Move as much as you want.

-Just two restrictions. -Which?

Stay within the bounds of the most distinguished parts of Madrid.

Don't go outside of the elegant areas.

Don't make any contact with more "popular" people.

I can't go to my old neighborhood.

Right.

No one should link you to your past.

And if at some point anyone would recognize you, just deny it.

Be rude if necessary, anything.

I'll keep that in mind.

And the second one?

No contact with any person of British nationality.

Not even Rosalinda Fox?

I'm afraid that's how it needs to be. I'm sorry.

Good.

There are some public places where you should go.

This hotel, the Ritz.

And especially Embassy. Do you know the tea room?

I've heard of it, but I've never been there.

Embassy is very close to the German embassy and the English embassy.

You'll find there members of the Axis and Allies.

Separately, of course.

But just a few meters away.

I'll be there every day at 1 p.m.

If you need to meet me, come in with your bag on your left arm.

If everything is fine and you are just coming for a drink

and to be seen, just carry it on your right arm.

Can I please have some coffee?

In case there is an emergency,

just drop the bag when you first come in.

What would be considered an emergency?

Direct threats, severe coercion, physical aggression.

-Could that happen? -Don't worry, most likely no.

In the event that you have been followed,

just stay calm. Act naturally.

Don't try to lose them nor get nervous.

Understood?

We won't leave you alone.

-Thank you. -We don't need thanks.

It's our job.

Let's continue.

In case we need to contact you,

we'll use two channels.

One will be the Burguiñón florist on Almagro street.

We will send you roses, white or yellow.

The other one will be the chocolates from the Embassy.

In both cases, there will be a message encrypted in the ribbon.

Now... our plan depends on something that we still don't have.

-What? -Clients.

All these instructions, our plans, are worthless without clients in your shop.

And getting them depends on you.

Right now, the mission is in your hands.

Give me their names.

Elsa Bruckmann, Hitler's personal friend.

She is your main target.

We know that every Thursday she meets her regular seamstress.

Baroness de Petrino, from Romania.

Married to the head of press and propaganda of the German embassy.

Gloria Von Fursten.

Mexican origin and widow of a German aristocrat.

And last, Sonsoles de Icaza, Marchioness of Llanzol.

She is the only one in which we are not interested in her husband,

we are interested in her lover, Serrano Suñer.

-Franco's brother-in-law. -The same.

Be careful.

We have one more folder with information

about other people that you should also meet.

"Johannes Franz Bernhard."

-I know him. -How much?

Not too much. We were at the same reception in Tétouan,

when Beigbeder was high commissioner there.

I think he wouldn't recognize me if he saw me.

Just in case, stay away from him.

That man is dangerous.

Very good. Do you have any questions?

We trust you.

And we need that you get these clients as soon as possible.

I'll do all what is in my hands.

You need to do it, or your mission will be over before you start.

One last detail.

We don't know each other.

We've never seen each other.

-Understood? -Of course.

Good luck, agent. We will be in touch.

Hello.

-You are Dora and Martina, right? -Dora and Martina.

Good.

I am Ms. Arish Agoriuq.

From now on, you will help me in my atelier.

Do you know how to sew?

We know how to cook and take care of a house, but we don't know how to sew.

Well, then I'll teach you.

-Would you like it? -Of course, miss.

Good.

Are you hungry?

Are you starving?

Well, go take a good bath.

And after that to eat. Does it sound good?

Don't worry about us, miss.

Of course I will.

The Baroness of Petrino dressed by Frau Keller.

Dora. Martina. Come.

I need you to do me a favor.

Just tell us, miss.

From what I can see, it looks like all the German women go to the same atelier.

A German woman, like them.

If I want to compete with her, I need to know what dresses she makes. The fabrics.

And I need to know if her customers are happy.

I need to find out what's her weak point.

And you are going to be in charge of finding that out.

-But how? -You'll pretend to be customers.

And paying a lot of attention.

You'll pretend to be the daughters of a wealthy Spanish man.

But... Ms. Arish,

our father was just a driver.

Unfortunately, in this life it doesn't matter who you are,

but what you look like. I'm telling you that out of my own experience.

And dressed like that, no one will doubt about you.

-They are so beautiful. -No more than the owners.

-Thank you, miss. -Be discreet.

And let the clients do the talking.

If you pull their tongue a little bit, they will tell you all we need to know.

-Yes, miss. -Especially, try to talk

to a client named Bruckmann. If we get her to come to the atelier,

the other clients will come, too. Good luck.

Good afternoon. How can I help you?

We wanted to have two suits made.

-Did you make an appointment? -I'm afraid we didn't.

-We are just passing by Madrid and... -What are your names?

Marti-- María and Dolores Ortiz de Zárate.

Frau Keller usually don't take anyone without an appointment.

The Marchioness of Llanzol told our parents

that we would be well taken care of.

Excuse me, I'm sure Frau Keller will be able to see you.

-Very good. -Please, come with me.

Would you like something to drink? Some tea or coffee?

-No, thank you very much. -If you can wait here for a little bit.

-We will take care of you in a minute. -Thank you very much.

Good afternoon, excuse me. This is the first time we are here.

Have you been a client of Frau Keller for long?

Since I'm in Madrid.

My name is Dolores Ortiz de Zárate.

And she is my sister, María. Nice meeting you.

Elsa Bruckmann. My pleasure.

We are just passing by Madrid and we need a seamstress.

Our parents have told us that she is really good.

-She is. -Yes.

-Is there anyone better? -No, that I know.

Excuse me my honesty, but you don't look too enthusiastic.

Don't get me wrong, she is a great seamstress.

But for you, that are so young,

sometimes she is a little bit traditional.

Even us, that are not that young, once in a while we like to look more modern.

Sure.

-What else did she tell you? -She missed her seamstress from Paris,

because here, in Madrid, the seamstresses just make very formal two-piece suits

for all the women to go to church on Sunday.

She didn't suspect anything?

-No. -See? I told you.

Now I need that clients not only know that I have the best fabrics,

but I can also make modern styles.

There has to be a way to make myself known,

get into the curiosity of the high society women.

And I think I already know how.

I always take the measurements in the same order:

Neck, breast,

waist and hips.

And you need to write them down in this notebook.

To sew the cuffs, you need to do invisible stitches.

The best thing is to use a thread similar to the color of the fabric.

And with very fine stitches.

Buttonhole stitch.

The buttonhole stitch needs to be done with twine thread,

it's the perfect one for that.

You could also use double thread.

Then the stitch will look thicker and the final result will be better.

You are doing it really well.

"The internationally renowned seamstress Arish Agoriuq

has the pleasure to invite you to the presentation

of her new collection for the season."

Perfect, let me see the front.

You've lost a little weight, eh, Lorena? You look beautiful.

María, you are still like that? Hurry up, please.

I'll do the touch up outside.

This hat is for you. You go third. Help her, please.

Miss, do you want us to help serve the drinks?

No, no, no. Don't come out of the fitting room.

Elsa Bruckmann could recognize you.

The front? Perfect. You look pretty. Let's see, Martina.

Help María, please.

Turn.

Very good.

Okay, the die is cast.

Good afternoon. Thank you so much for coming.

I hope that you like it.

"María is wearing a morning dress

made of Chinese crepe with a black and white pattern.

Complemented by a belt and gemstones on the neckline."

"Lorena is wearing an evening dress, made out of crepe from China

with a flower print,

square neck and a heavy skirt."

"...with a cut and big white embroidered flowers.

Strapless neckline, skirt..."

Thank you very much, the presentation was a big success.

You looked pretty.

Ms. Angoriuq-- Algoriuq... Doesn't matter.

-My name is Elsa Bruckmann. -Nice meeting you.

Excuse me,

but I didn't want to leave without congratulating you

for your beautiful collection.

Thank you very much. I'm happy to hear that you liked it.

Do you want to have something to drink?

I can't drink, I'm so excited.

When would you be able to see me at your atelier?

Tomorrow.

Let's go to the next room and we'll make an appointment?

Miss!

One moment, please.

I know her.

It's the girl that I talked to at Frau Keller's atelier.

And her sister.

They told me they were the daughters of a wealthy couple.

Could anyone explain to me what's going on in here?

Well...

-It's my fault. -Excuse me?

Look.

Elsa, I just moved to Madrid,

and well, I needed to evaluate the competence.

So, I asked my two assistants-- Girls, come over, please.

Thank you.

--to pretend to be two customers.

I don't know how to pronounce your last name, but I like your style.

-It doesn't matter, call me Arish. -Arish.

I hope this stays between us, it was something silly.

Of course.

Arish, darling, you have a big future in Madrid.

I hope so.

-Yes. -Thank you very much.

-An excellent collection. -You are so nice.

-Miss. -Yes?

-Somebody sent you flowers. -Thank you very much.

Could you please bring a vase?

-Sure. -Good.

"Good job, congratulations."

Dora, Martina.

Thank you so much.

Tomorrow we start receiving our clients.

You need to help me with the German, I don't speak it or understand it.

And I also need a favor.

I would like to have all the clients' information.

I want to understand what they say, so I can know where they go, who they see

and what their plans are. So, we can get new clients.

So, you will be in charge

to listen to all that they say.

-Yes, miss. -Very good.

Please, come in.

Frau Von Fursten? Frau Lenz?

Welcome, I was waiting for you.

I'm Arish Agoriuq.

Would you like to go to the fitting room? Martina, please prepare some tea.

If you want, your friend can come in with you, so you can keep talking.

-Are you sure? -Absolutely.

My assistant will write down your measurements. Dora, please.

Neck, 30.

Next time, we will invite her to join us.

Breast, 90.

Do you know that her husband went to Berlin...

...to meet the Fuehrer?

Waist, 70.

Hips, 90.

Let's see, Dora.

"Mr. Benz is in Berlin with the Führer."

Eva Braun might be coming to Madrid. But probably without Hitler.

Plain coffee, please.

Miss, party at Elsa Bruckmann's house.

Thank you.

Juan Luis?

I'm sorry to bother you this time of night.

No, no. My God, come in.

Are you all right?

It's over. I've been suspended by the government.

Tomorrow it will go public.

You are hereby relieved of your duties at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs

Mr. Juan Luis Beigbeder y Atienza.

Grateful for your time and services.

They say that gratefulness is hard to express.

I'm sorry.

I met with Franco yesterday afternoon

to discuss some issues regarding his next meeting with Hitler in Hendaye.

I tried to convince him about the little benefit Spain would gain

by fighting the war on the Axis side.

He very cordially recalled

the adventures we had in Africa.

You were friends?

Actually not.

In fact, I think Franco never thought much of me.

I didn't find him fascinating either. What else?

He was always so serious.

Always obsessed with hierarchies, and promotions.

God knows well I'm no liberal.

But I'm disgusted by the megalomaniacal totalitarianism

that has followed Franco with every victory.

This thing, borne out of Spain, so large and so free,

turns my stomach.

Please don't go near the window.

They might spot you from the street.

If they want my head to prove their loyalty to the Germans...

Well, they already have it.

There's no need to trample me down.

What did they do to you?

Franco and Serrano spread a rumor

that Rosalinda forced me to betray the nation.

And the old boys' club wants to lecture me on morality?

And now I'm exiled to Ronda to remain under house arrest.

Who knows if after giving them some advice about war, they will want to

eliminate me tomorrow morning against the firing squad wall.

I'm so sorry Sira for even thinking of coming to you at these hours

No, no, no.

I need you to do something for me.

Of course.

These are for Rosalinda.

I need for these to get to Lisbon.

-To Lisbon? -Yes.

We learned the Gestapo was trailing her

and she had to leave the country.

Deliver them to Alan Hillgarth.

He might be able to deliver them in diplomatic bags through the embassy.

All right. It will be done.

You know?

I loved Rosalinda very much.

Very, very much.

I don't know if I'll ever see her again, but if I don't, please tell her...

Tell her I would have given up my life

just to have her by my side on this depressing night.

Would it bother you if I serve myself another glass?

You don't even need to ask.

Thanks.

Go see her in Lisbon when you get the chance.

She would be so happy to spend a few days with you.

The address is on the envelopes I gave you.

Well, I'd better go before I am missed.

Rosalinda will get your letters, I promise.

In time, everything will come to pass, Juan Luis.

Everything will come to pass.

May God hear you, Sira. May God hear you.

Beigbeder gives me letters for Mrs. Fox, Lisbon.

Via diplomatic bag.

Standby for urgent instructions.

Drive!

How long has it been, Sira? How long?

Ignacio?