All language subtitles for One Hundred Years of Solitude s01e13 It was October 11.eng

It's too much for me. You try.

It's impossible like that.

-Come on.
-It's impossible.

-Good night.
-See you soon, cousin.

-I'll let you win next time, all right?
-And gotta practice.

Hello.

Hey.

Aureliano.

Aureliano.

No!

No!

Aureliano.

Aureliano.

Over the course of a single week,

all 17 Aurelianos
were hunted down like rabbits

by invisible criminals� who killed them,

taking aim at the ash crosses
on their foreheads.

Those bastards got to Centeno too.

My God.

Who could have done this?

No one in Macondo saw anything.

There are no witnesses anywhere.

Witnesses?

Are you serious, Jos� Arcadio?

You're telling me
you need someone to confirm

that your bosses did this
with the help of the government?

No.

Who branded their foreheads
like they were cattle?

Hmm?

Let's go.

Gerineldo.

We're going to show
those gringo motherfuckers

that they are not the ones
in charge in Colombia.

You understand?

-Aureliano.
-Hmm?

I knew age had caught up with you,
but not this much.

I'm terribly sorry, my friend,
but someone had to say it.

Hmm.

Grieving is the only thing left
for you to do now.

Mm-hmm.

If you've come here to defend them,
get the fuck out.

I was the last person to see Triste alive.

And I'm gonna keep asking questions
because someone's gotta pay for this.

The only one who's paying here is me.

And that's exactly what they want.

You know, maybe I deserved it.

No one deserves to suffer like this.

You never understood war.

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

Just as during the war,
after the deaths of his dearest friends,

the colonel felt no sorrow,

but rather a blind and directionless rage.

An exhausting helplessness.

He was lost�

adrift in a strange house
where nothing and no one

evoked the slightest hint of affection.

The air was filled
with the unbearable stench

of rotten memories.

It was on October 11th,
at ten minutes past four,

that for the first time since his youth,

the colonel knowingly stepped
into a trap of nostalgia�

�as he relived the wondrous afternoon
when his father took him to discover ice.

And when it was all over,

he found himself face-to-face
with his miserable solitude once again.

So he walked over to the chestnut tree,
with the circus still on his mind.

Mm�

He tried to keep thinking
about the circus while he urinated�

but could no longer find memory of it.

You have found rest at last, my child.

ONE HUNDRED YEARS OF SOLITUDE

Years later,
nobody in Macondo remembered the colonel.

IN MEMORY OF COLONEL AURELIANO BUEND�A
RELENTLESS DEFENDER OF FREEDOM AND JUSTICE

HIS FIGHT FOR A SOVEREIGN NATION
WILL LIVE ON IN THE HEART OF HIS PEOPLE

Aureliano Segundo
had become fat, violet, and tortoise-like,

the result of an appetite
comparable only to Jos� Arcadio's

when he returned
from his trip around the world.

And he became the undefeated champion
of the absurd eating contests

of endurance and gluttony,
held at Petra Cotes's house.

Until one unfortunate Saturday
when Camila Sagastume showed up.

"Dearest Mother."

"Nothing brings me more joy
than reading in your letters

how happy you and Father are."

As for me,
I have wonderful news to share with you.

My graduation as a clavichord soloist
is set for the end of this month�

�so it won't be long
before I return to Macondo for good.

And nothing thrills me more
than the thought of

living with the family again.

Come on, you can do it!

Fernanda.

Fernanda.

See you soon, your daughter.

Renata.

That's it.

Ms. Petra sent you this.

-Aureliano.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Aureliano.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Aureliano, don't do this.

What happened?

A miracle, Aureliano.

God has given you the opportunity
to prove you can be an honorable man

and to be with your family.

Not only that,
but Renata's coming home soon.

Hey, guys! These are ready to go.

Get liquid from that barrel.
There's more coming. Come on, come on!

Sir.

-Take this. Come on.
-Okay.

You got it.

Spray the ones over there
so we can get this done sooner.

Here you go. That's it.

Hey, give me a hand.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Come on, fellas, come on!

Here.

What is that thing?

It's a chemical they sent
to help save our crops.

We have to kill the bugs
that are ruining our bananas.

Lorenzo Gavil�n,

a colonel of the Mexican Revolution
exiled in Macondo,

who claimed to have witnessed
the heroism of his comrade, Artemio Cruz,

had come, like many others,
to work on the banana plantation.

One last thing, Jos� Arcadio.

What, Gavil�n, what?

The toilet they brought at Christmas�
is falling apart.

It might be the latest Yankee invention,
but over here,

we need some efficient
and dignified latrines, don't you think?

I'll talk to Mr. Brown.

Empanadas! Fresh and hot!

It's the last train to town.

Macondo!

Macondo!

Next stop, Fundaci�n!

Next stop, Fundaci�n!

Train leaves for Fundaci�n in ten minutes!

Your mother doesn't get a hello?

Mother Superior sends her best.

When did my girl get so big, huh?

Well, right back at ya!

Renata!

Come on, let's go home now.
Welcome home, sweetheart.

You look beautiful.

-Beautiful.
-You too, Papa.

Mama �rsula asks me every day,
"How's Meme?"

-"How's Mem--"
-Aureliano Buend�a.

Mr. Brown.

Coming back from, uh, the capital?
I didn't see you in first class.

Mm, no. It was just my daughter, Meme.

Uh, Renata.

Well, pleased to meet you, se�orita.
This is my daughter, Patricia.

Nice to meet you. I'm Meme.

Be polite.

Hi.

Visiting family in the capital?

No. She was studying.

My daughter is one of
the best clavichordists in the country.

Well, why don't you come and play for us
at the company club sometime?

-We'd be delighted to have you.
-Sure.

-She'd love--
-We'll have to think about it.

If you'll please excuse us,
we're expected for lunch.

Mr. Brown.

Se�orita.

Goodbye.

-Nice to meet you!
-Renata.

That's enough.

Although Meme hadn't really
found her true vocation,

she had still earned the highest grades�

Give us this day our daily bread
and forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those
who trespass against us.

�largely due to her unwavering discipline
to avoid upsetting her mother.

Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done on earth
as it is in heaven.

She endured performances
with the same stoicism

with which she devoted herself
to her studies.

That was the price of her freedom.

Are you all right?

We have to cancel the recital
at the plantation.

-Fernanda, we talked about this already.
-I said no, Aureliano.

I said no.

-I'm pregnant.
-Mm. Hmm?

I'm not leaving this bed,

and you're not going to convince me
to let Renata go by herself.

All you need to do, Fernanda,

is bring this child into the Buend�a home
safe and sound.

I'll take care of Meme.

Mama �rsula!

-Aurelia--
-I'm going to be a father!

Swear it on the Virgin,
Christ, and the Holy Spirit, Renata.

Decency, modesty, fear of God,

for Christ, the Virgin,
and the Holy Spirit.

And what else?

What else?

I promise I'll be back
before it gets dark.

By our Lord and Savior.

Amen.

That's enough, Fernanda.

She'll be fine as long as
she doesn't come back a Protestant.

Go on, child. You go and have fun.

Enjoy yourself.

Uncle,

do you live here too?

No, it's only company executives
and their families.

They're all American.

Are they your friends?

I mean, Mr. Brown has been
very good to me.

-This is where the recital's at?
-Uh-huh.

Patricia!

Your name was Renata, right?

Meme.

But hey, please don't feel like
you need to talk to me in Spanish

'cause we're in Macondo.

I, uh, I can speak English.

Very well, Meme.
Did you bring your bathing suit?

No.

May I borrow one?

Of course.

Give her your bathing suit.

Okay.

Come on.

Hey! Where should I put the clavichord?

We have more staff
in the grand hall, Jos� Arcadio.

You know that!

Meme!

I'll pick you up later this evening!

Okay!

Meme.

She is excellent.

Wait!

Patricia.

Patricia. No.

Where were you all this time?

In a convent.

Come on, there's something
I wanna show you.

No.

-Meme! Come on.
-No, my uncle will be here any second.

Meme! Are you still a nun or what?

I will take you home later.

Sh.

Is N�stor around?

No, miss, I'm sorry.
I think he went out with your father.

Let's go. Come on.

What exactly do you need?

Hey, can you drive us
around the plantation?

No, that's not gonna work.
This is the spare.

His name was Mauricio Babilonia.

You got the key?

He was born and raised in Macondo

and was an apprentice mechanic
in the banana company's workshops.

Okay. Let's go.

Meme!

Do you wanna learn?

Yes, you have to, Meme. Pull over here.

Stop, stop, stop. Stop!

What do I do?

Don't let go until I tell you.

Then you can start
releasing the pedal slowly.

Then at the same time,
you gotta press that pedal

with your other foot.

You got that?

Like a piano.

Yeah! Come on, you can do it.
Come on, come on!

All right, well,
I've told you everything you need to know.

So hit it. Come on.

-All right! Come on! Come on, go!
-Go ahead, Miss Know-it-all.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Slowly! Hey! Hey!

Now press the pedal again.
Hey, step on the pedal.

Uh-huh.

Let go, let go!

Meme! Slow down, woman! Jesus!

Faster, faster, faster!

Hey, slow down! Slow down, stop!

Slowly, slowly.

Did I scare ya?

Come on, I'm not scared.

Come on, faster!

We gotta start earlier tomorrow.

We didn't get through
all of today's batches.

What's the matter with you?

My whole entire body's itching. Here.

It's this stuff
they're having us spray, boss.

Anybody else itching?

Hey, boys, show him.

Yeah, me too, boss.

Look.

It's not just us.

The women and children
have also been getting sick.

What did they say at the health center?

"The health center."

The company's physicians
never examined the sick.

Instead, a nurse would place
vibrant-turquoise-colored pills

on their tongues,

regardless if they had malaria,
gonorrhea, or constipation.

It was such a common treatment

that children would stand in line
several times.

And instead of swallowing them,
they'd take the pills home

and use them as markers
in games of lottery.

Hey.

What do the doctors say
about us using the chemicals?

That it's not the cause.

And what's the problem with the toilet?

It's not just the chemicals
that are making us sick, my friend.

Good evening, Cesa.

Good evening, Jos� Arcadio.

-How are you?
-I'm fine. How are you?

I need to speak to Mr. Brown.

I'll get him for you.
He's a little busy. Come in.

Sir, you have a visitor.

Give me a moment, everybody.
I'll be right back.

-Jos� Arcadio.
-Mr. Brown.

-Buenas noches.
-Evening, sir.

Mm. My daughter, Patricia,
already took your niece home.

She's very talented.

Give my congratulations to your brother.

Seriously, she was great.

I appreciate that, Mr. Brown,
but that's not why I'm here.

Not sure if you recall before you left,

I mentioned us having to solve a problem
with the barracks.

Sure, we'll talk about it tomorrow.
I'm busy.

No.

I need to speak to you right now.

Right, what's the matter?

Half of my day workers are sick
and bedridden.

The living and working conditions
are terrible.

Which is why we gave 'em a health center.

One that doesn't work.

And I'm sorry, sir, but those medics
are not qualified for the job.

They can go
to Aracataca or Fundaci�n, then.

What's the big deal?

Sure, but we also have a problem
with the toilet.

-The whole thing.
-Enough, foreman.

Tomorrow.

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

Sorry for the intrusion.

Another whiskey, please.

How's everybody else doing on drinks?

Meme never forgot that day.

She had spent exhilarating hours
with Patricia,

shedding tears of laughter and fear.

And beyond the crisis,

she had found a strange kind of bravery

she had once needed
to run away from school.

Meme, do you promise
you'll come back soon and visit me?

I promise, but you gotta get out of here.

Who drove you home?

Patricia and her driver.

I forbid you from ever going back.

But why?

You will not speak to me
like that, Renata.

In fact�

you're forbidden
from leaving this house alone.

Forbidden!

It's just your mom's pregnancy.

That's why she's like this.

How about a picture this weekend,
you and me?

You'd really take me to the pictures?

But he didn't invite the toad

Because he told everything

I saw the cat with the pig

The dog, the rooster, and the cat

Talking for a long time
In fluent Italian

I saw the chick and his brother
Speaking German

And I saw the hawk
Acting all high and mighty

Invite them in Chinese
To buy soda and bread

The day the cockroach
Fell in love with the centipede

The butterfly shouted
She's crazy, she's drunk

She's a spotless female

She said with her face down

He'll never work
Shouted the cricket loudly

Because he's a simple guy

And doesn't like disorder

You have a glow about you
since your daughter returned.

I was afraid that you'd be mad at me.

Why would I be mad?

You were half-dead
when you left that night.

Heard the big news.

I'm sure you must be happy.

I can't imagine one more day
without seeing you.

But I also can't abandon my unborn child,
or Meme right now.

You owe us money. We were sick.

We just wanna talk, Mr. Brown.
We can't do anything!

-We just wanna talk to Mr. Brown.
-He's trying to screw us!

-We wanna speak to him!
-Get off of me!

Hey, hey! What the hell's going on?

Yeah! Enough! What is going on?

What do you mean "what's going on"?

They're saying they won't pay us
since we went to a doctor.

This is messed up, man.
This is abuse of power!

Yeah, yeah. Keep moving. Let's go.

You don't make the law around here!

Hey, calm down.

Mr. Buend�a!

Why haven't the workers been paid?

Did you forget to knock?

They went to see a doctor
with your authorization.

And who told them
that they were getting paid

for going to see a doctor, buddy?

Don't act so surprised, all right?

Our company
is not a charitable foundation.

If you don't work, you don't get paid.

Is that why you had them
kicked out of the building?

-All they wanted was to have a word.
-They're not here to talk.

They're here to cut bananas,
for God's sake!

Jesus Christ!

This is unlike you, Jos� Arcadio Buend�a.

Or are you letting them feed your head
with their silly communist ideas?

That it?

Huh?

Just get them under control, foreman.

You don't really want to be against me.

I know this isn't enough,

but the only thing that I can do for now�

is give everyone twice as many vouchers

so you can use them
at the town commissary.

Listen, I know you mean well,
Jos� Arcadio�

but I'm afraid you still have
much to understand in this life

if you really believe that our dignity
is only worth some Virginia ham.

Gavil�n.

I'm on your side.

Then show us.

IN MEMORY OF COLONEL AURELIANO BUEND�A

THEY LEFT THE DOLL.
IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL I WANTED TO STEAL IT�

Corn, fresh corn.

The first Saturday
she went to the cinema with her father,

Meme saw Mauricio Babilonia again.

And the anxiety was so overwhelming
that she had to make a tremendous effort

to keep anyone from noticing

that her heart was leaping
out of her mouth.

-Poor girl.
-Mm-hmm.

What a great movie.
I thought it was beautiful.

Good evening, Mr. Buend�a.

Well, well Mr. Babilonia.

-How's work treating you these days?
-It's nonstop. You know how it is.

At least you make enough money
for a night out like this.

-Hmm.
-Have you met my daughter?

No.

It's nice to meet you, miss.

Bewildered by a strange mixture
of pleasure and rage�

she gave him her hand�

and almost instantly regretted
the impulse,

though the regret
quickly turned into a cruel satisfaction�

It was a pleasure to see you.

-Good night, Babilonia.
-Evening.

�as she realized that his hand, too,
was sweaty and cold as ice.

Meme!

You can't wear that to the party, Meme!

Catch!

Ready?

Get out of here! Whoo!

-It's pretty, right?
-So pretty!

One, two� A one, two, three, four!

You're amazing!

Re� Renata.

Whoa!

Hello.

Hey.

Patricia said you got new cars,
and, um, I�

Well, I wanted to see 'em.

That's some story.

But don't worry.

It's not the first time
a woman's gone crazy for a man.

Don't be ridiculous, Babilonia.

A guy like you would be lucky
to have a woman like me.

The first time they were alone,

he mercilessly dragged her
into an animalistic state

that left her exhausted.

It took Meme some time to understand
that this, too, was a form of tenderness.

It was then when she lost her composure.

Let me go.

Come on. Let's go. Let's play.

Let's play.

Bring that bottle over here.
Are you finishing it on your own?

You are Aureliano's daughter.

I recognize a Buend�a a mile away.

Especially when they're deep in love.

You don't have anyone
to talk to about it, do you?

You're welcome to come over anytime.

When you're ready,
just ask anyone where Pilar lives.

Everyone here knows.

I'll be waiting for you.

Meme!

Let me explain.

So I'm guessing she's why you and Mom
are always fighting.

Petra.

Meme.

Nice to meet you.

Yeah, you too.

No.

Love is complicated, sweetheart.

I swear no one will ever find out
you were here tonight,

but you have to promise to tell me
when you fall in love with someone.

But how do you know
when you've fallen in love?

Oh, that's easy.
You feel like the earth is shaking.

Promise me.

Wait, careful, Meme.

Careful you don't prick yourself.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

What can I do for you?

This is a gift
from Miss Patricia Brown to Miss Renata.

Look at how beautifully
these have bloomed.

-You have a good day now.
-Thank you.

Hmm, never seen him before.

Meme.

Here.

Someone sent this.

What's gotten into you?

She is her father's daughter.

Renata, what are you�

Hey, Juan, hand me the ladder, will you?

You get that side. I'll get the other.

Everything all right?

You tell me. Is everything all right here?

It sure is, yeah.

TOMORROW AT 7 PM AT THE MATRON'S PLACE

Here.

-This will do you well.
-Mm.

Thanks.

Renata.

I'm still waiting for an apology.

I don't feel that well, Mama.

Fernanda, this is not just about Meme.

There comes a day in every mother's life

when we realize there's no way for us
to control our children.

Don't take this the wrong way
'cause I only say this with love.

The more that you try
to change your daughter,

the farther she will drift away.

Here. Put those on the table.

Hey, do me a favor.
Tell me where I can find Pilar Ternera.

Sure, that red house over there.

Thanks.

I don't need to read your cards
to know what's going on.

You have the same look
the colonel had when he confessed to me

that he'd fallen in love
with the wrong person.

Do you believe it's worth the risk?

True love is always worth it.

But the issue is you must try first
to know if it is true or not.

Come on.

Pilar Ternera
not only dispelled her fears,

but also offered Meme the old canvas bed

where she conceived Arcadio,
Meme's grandfather,

and where she later conceived
Aureliano Jos�.

Give me two.

Thanks.

Next? How many tickets do you want?

Babilonia?

Mauricio Babilonia?

-Yes.
-Come on.

Come with me.

Trust me. It is in your best interest.

One complaint from us,
one single complaint,

and now we've got guards watching us
every time we take a piss.

Why do we have to hide and sneak around
like we're a bunch of criminals?

I helped establish this thing,
Jos� Arcadio,

but this is messed up, all right?

They just keep asking for more.

I'll fund something else
if things don't change.

Yeah, me too.

Even if I have to leave Macondo.

This can't go on any longer.

And it shouldn't have to either.

So how long do we put up with it?

Huh?

How much longer until we can show
these motherfucking gringos

that, without us,

they have nothing?

Listen, Buend�a. We're moving forward
on our own, with or without you.

We need to know whose side you're on.

Yeah, he's right.

You need to think about it, boss.

Renata.

Renata?

Are you all right?

Come on, slowpoke, faster!

Faster, huh?

Keep up!

I'm gonna beat you!

Thank you for coming, Jos� Arcadio.

Take care, all right? And think about it.

Yes.

See you later.

-See you.
-Thanks, man.

Good luck, foreman.

Where are you off to, sister?

From the shadows of the box seats,

Fernanda recognized her daughter.

So what do you think?

I don't think
we can count on him right now,

but we can't wait for him either.

Come on, boys, let's g--

Renata.

Although the satisfaction
she got from being right

prevented her from seeing the man
her daughter was kissing,

amid the jeering,
Fernanda caught the tremor in his voice.

I'm sorry, my love.

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