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Eulogio Romero, who fought against Communism,

makes his debut in Love and Fatherland.

My buddy from Flanders!

Eulogio Romero Lozano with his wife and children

in Águilas, province of Murcia.

- That means... - There are two Eulogio Romeros.

- He is Julián. - Would you sign an autograph for me?

Calligraphy test confirms it.

He's Julián, but doesn't know.

The men with Eulogio in the photo are Republicans who fought for Franco

- Lola knows them well. - I'll meet with one of them.

She'll go by herself, but keep an eye from a distance.

So, they knew each other.

You can't meet a lover and shake hands. It's suspicious.

You were a sniper. You killed people.

They want to kill Franco?

This Ministry must ensure history remains as is.

- But history sometimes... - Lola! History is what it is.

Freaking Ministry.

- Will Lola find a way to solve it? - We can trust her.

I'm informed about everything.

- Not everything. - Yes, everything.

Son of a bitch.

We're in 2020, and this is your era.

I said I'm not Julián.

Get off me! Get off me!

I thought I'd never see Blanca and Elena again.

Why don't you come for dinner, as a couple?

- Is it that obvious? - Yes, Pacino.

And it is not good for our job.

I'm Federico. Federico, Julián.

Yes. I loved you very much.

One, two, three

Here we meet again

We offer a fun game show

Designed to test your cleverness

Please

Put your bad mood away

And make a toy out of your television

One, two, three

Please pay attention

The show is about to start!

Good evening. Thank you for joining us

once more on Uno, Dos, Tres.

- Hi, girls. - Hi, Mayra.

- Good evening, Mayra. - Your dresses are so original.

Like Jane Fonda in Barbarella.

Tonight's show is dedicated to science fiction.

Alejandra, introduce the first couple.

They're Carolina Bravo Mendoza and Eduardo Robles Prieto.

A married couple from Madrid.

Hello, welcome.

Rosalía de Castro was a stylish, sensitive woman

whose work expressed the sweetness of Galicia.

We won't talk about Rosalía de Castro.

For a prize of 250 pesetas,

tell me the writers, authors and poets

who wrote their works, or some of them,

in the Catalan, Valencian, Galician or Basque region.

Like Rosalía de Castro. One, two, three, go.

- Rosalía de Castro. - Rosalía de Castro.

No!

Open the door now!

I'm going to kill you! Open the fucking door now! Open it!

Carolina, come on. Open the door.

Come on. Do it. Open the door!

Slut, open it now!

Cool. It's so cool.

My beloved Carolina. Come closer.

What do you think?

I meant to say that it's beautiful.

You heard her, Mr. Diego. It's cool.

Your Majesty, I don't think the Inquisition will agree.

Right. We should never go against the Holy Office.

Regardless, take your brushes to paint my beloved Carolina.

I want a portrait of her that's up to her art and beauty.

I want it to be...

Cool. Really cool.

Really cool.

Of course, no mirrors and no nudity.

As you wish, your Majesty.

Your Majesty, she isn't royalty.

She will be when I marry her.

- Shall we leave and live? - Let's leave and live.

Really cool?

Isn't it too much slang for the era?

- Yes, it is. - It sounds like a Pajares' movie.

"Really cool. Leave and live."

It sounds more like Un, Dos, Tres, Responde Otra Vez.

- Excuse me, what is that? - Don't you know?

- No. - It's a famous television game show.

The issue is, it first aired in 1972, not in the 17th century.

There's more to this. Ernesto, go ahead.

The National Library sent us a letter handwritten by Felipe IV

about peace in Westphalia. Pay attention.

"As hard as it is to lose the United Provinces,

"there's more joy than pain,

"more flowers on the land than rocks in the sea,

"and much more blue than dark clouds, and there's more light than darkness.

"Whatever people say".

Rafael wrote that.

- The painter? - No, the singer.

Someone from the end of the 20th century traveled to 1648.

And made a big mess.

If Philip doesn't marry Mariana of Austria

- I'll never paint "Las Meninas"? - You'll paint them.

Let's follow every step of the protocol.

Shall we go directly to 1648?

Or find out how that woman got there?

I guess the latter, right?

I'm sure Carolina used a clandestine door.

- Which we must destroy. - No, there's no door.

There's no door to go to 1648 Madrid's court.

The doors will get you either to 1647 or 1649.

There's nothing to 1648.

Velázquez has just arrived from there.

No, I came from Seville.

I visited my family. There's a door there.

Lola and Pacino will try to find Carolina.

Go see her portrait by Velázquez.

- Okay. - I'm not done. It's just a sketch.

Diego, it's good enough for a face recognition.

No. It doesn't live up to my work. I can't show it.

Velázquez, for God's sake!

Alright, lower your voice.

Not even Philip talks to me like that.

People, get to work.

Someone close to Philip IV is about to change the history of Spain.

And we must prevent it.

How is Julián doing?

Not better. He still thinks he's Eulogio Romero.

It isn't finished yet.

A little big for the scanner, isn't it?

I wasn't going to paint a miniature to suit you better.

She looks cute, with a Spanish omelet.

Yes, cute and anachronistic.

Because the first document about a Spanish omelet is from 1789.

This woman's case is shocking.

I've got her.

FINGERPRINT

Here we go.

- Somebody's calling you. - I'm coming.

Alright. Let's fold clothes.

You will help me fold clothes.

Like this.

- It's the taxi driver. - Yes. Let's see.

- There's something on the stove. - I'm sterilizing baby bottles.

Dear, why don't you ask to be reinstated to the Ministry?

No, no way. I went back just for Julián.

Alonso, listen, don't get mad. We can leave her at a nursery.

A nursery? A dungeon for little people?

No way. I read they are a focal point for diseases.

Alright. We'll discuss it when I get back from Brussels.

You'll miss the flight.

I'll say hi to the Flemish on your behalf.

Bye!

Really, this is a pain in the neck.

She's the one. That one.

Alright. We found her.

Carolina Bravo Mendoza, 75 Madera Street, second floor.

Are there records of her in the Ministry of Home Affairs?

Here it says she was reported missing in 1981.

She was never found.

Let's go. I'll come with you.

How tiresome is Velázquez.

I almost had to tie him up so that he didn't come.

- Are you okay? Something going on? - No.

Because, I mean...

What happens in an era, stays in that era, doesn't it?

Some things do not.

The police were already here. I told them everything I knew.

Now you tell us and problem solved.

The last time I saw her, she went to Torrevieja with her husband.

Less than one month ago.

Do you know if they had family or friends there?

No. Do you know Un, Dos, Tres?

They won an apartment on the beachfront.

She did not come back from there.

- The best she could do was run away. - Why?

I lived next to them for four years.

I heard shouting and blows every night. Poor girl.

Does her husband still live here?

- Yes. - Thank you.

More likely you'll find him at the bar on the corner.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

- Goodbye. - Bye.

What a shitty life.

As a regular Spanish citizen, all I know about Finland

is that it's in the north of Europe, close to the pole.

Its nights are long and harsh.

Land of the composer Sibelius...

That's all. We came back from dinner.

She was in the bathroom, and I went to bed.

She was taking a long time, so I went to check on her,

and she'd disappeared.

Why did it take you a whole week to report her missing?

I thought she would come back.

- She always did. - She always came back?

I won't hit you right now because it's too early.

Pacino.

If you want to know anything else about me, talk to my lawyer.

- You dumb shit. - Come again?

Nothing, I'm sorry. Sorry.

I'm sorry.

- What's up, Jacinto? - Ángel!

Jesús.

- How are you? - What are you doing here?

- What a nice surprise. - Indeed.

- How are you? - Good. Come meet my friend.

- Hi, how are you? I'm Ángel. - Hello.

- What a surprise. - You're a dandy now.

A nursery? You want us to set up a nursery here?

Yes. That is my only condition.

A nursery for me and the other officers' children.

- I think Blanquita pooed. - Pooed?

Literally. She crapped herself.

It'll take just one minute. I have a talent for it.

I need help.

You are an actor?

Yes, an actor. I'm shooting a movie with Almodóvar.

- He made Pepi, Luci... - ...Bom.

- It seems you know about movies. - You have no idea.

- Really? - Yes.

- What movie will you shoot? - Labyrinth of Passion.

- What role will you play? - I'll be Sadeq.

An Arab guy who's part of a terrorist group.

Sadeq? Are you sure it's Sadeq?

I think that is how it's pronounced.

Yes, sure, okay.

- Congratulations, man. - Thank you.

We have got to go, Ángel. But let's meet again.

Go to Culebro.

I'm there almost every night. This is my number.

- Good. - Here you go.

See you.

Bye.

- Nice meeting you. - Likewise.

- What's wrong? - Something is odd.

I totally agree to having a nursery here

as long as it doesn't affect the Ministry's work.

That's what I say.

- Setting up a nursery... - It's not that difficult.

Retired agents can take care of the kids.

They'd get paid on top of their paltry pension.

That's a good idea.

I'm not asking for a strange thing. Family reconciliation.

Conciliation, Alonso. Family conciliation.

Answer me this, Alonso.

Were you in Flanders' tercio infantry or in the works councils?

Hello, Angustias. Yes, put him through.

It's Pacino.

We found out Carolina and her husband won an apartment in Torrevieja.

She disappeared there. And her husband abused her.

- All you have to do now is... - It's not that easy.

I ran into an old friend of my youth, who happens to be an actor.

He'll be the lead role in Almodóvar's Labyrinth of Passion.

Wait a minute. Wasn't that Bandera's role?

Exactly. That's the problem.

If Banderas doesn't star, Almodóvar won't meet his emblematic actor.

Exactly.

He won't shoot Tie Me Up!, Matador, Law of Desire,

Women on the Verge...

Even worse, Pain and Glory.

We are not sure about this yet.

Pacino, stay in 1981 with your friend.

- Investigate. - Swell.

Damn it.

- What happened? - We're staying.

Do you think what Pacino said is reason enough for them to stay?

Ernesto, sometimes you sound older than Sagasta.

Of course it is.

Almodóvar and Banderas are icons of our culture.

I totally agree.

I'll go to Torrevieja to find the door Carolina used to go to 1648.

Alright. Alonso, can you go with her?

What?

Like this, so fast?

Alright, alright.

But I'll need a babysitter.

Before I forget, the nanny is about to come,

but just in case she's late, this is an instruction sheet.

What is this?

- Parenthood commandments? - Yes, kind of.

- Alonso, let's go. - Yes, I'm coming.

You'll be fine with Angustias, baby.

You don't know how hard it is for a father to leave his child.

You don't know how hard it is to take care of someone else's child.

Thank you for agreeing with me, Angustias.

Alright, I'm leaving. It's okay.

Bye. Bye.

- Go ahead. - Damn it!

- A hell of a vibe. - It's 1980s Madrid, baby. Let's go.

Two gins with coke!

Come on! Enjoy yourself. Lose that moody face.

Lola, hey!

I didn't know you had a special friend.

I had only two real friends in my life.

Ángel and my imaginary friend.

When we were kids, Ángel defended me.

But when we grew up, he stole my girls. He was a Don Juan.

What's up?

I found your Don Juan.

- You are here! - Hello!

He's here. The party can get started.

Is that Pedro? Really?

Hello, good evening, ladies.

I see the place is full of sluts. Good, I love it.

My friend and I will improvise a song.

If you can play the music, please. Let's do it.

If the door Carolina used to get to the 17th century isn't here,

I don't know where the heck it is.

You will never stop surprising me with your skills.

- What's up? - Silence, please.

This is the dream of millions.

Compete in Un, Dos, Tres and win a car or this apartment.

Irene.

The lock is broken.

That scumbag followed her and forced the door open.

Excuse me. It's my phone.

Hi, Angustias, how's it going?

How come the nanny didn't show up? She must be about to arrive.

Okay. Yes, I understand Angustias.

Please, let's not get anxious.

Let's see, Angustias.

On page three in my instructions...

- She hung up on me. - It's dried blood.

A person can fit in here, right?

The Royal Alcázar of Madrid.

Let's go, Alonso. We have to get back.

- Lola. Lola! - What?

Where did you two meet?

I sing here, too. One or two nights a week.

One of those nights, Pedro saw me.

- And I saw a star. - A star. More like... a slut.

What was I going to say?

Where was this man hiding?

You're cute. You should be an actor.

- An actor? No, no, no. - Yes, yes, yes.

There's a theater actor in Madrid you should meet. Antonio Banderas.

Thank you, honey, but I'm afraid my cast is complete.

- Pedro, you never know... - I want to be in one of your movies.

I'd like to play the role of a superficial woman.

I'd love that, too. You're beautiful.

But that role belongs to Fabio.

- Hell yeah, it does. - Pedro, I insist.

You have to meet Antonio Banderas. He's really good.

Is he good looking?

Well... yes, yes.

- Is this guy your boyfriend? - Boyfriend?

Jesús never saw a dick other than his own.

Thank you, honey. My issue isn't the cast, but money.

Since Pepi, Luci, Bom. People say my movies are smutty.

- It's a great movie. - Tell that to the bank.

Two banks have rejected my project.

They want me to make a family movie.

- Not two nymphomaniacs humping... - Shut up, silly.

Labyrinth is a fairy tale. A prince wins a plebeian's heart.

- Describe it as you like... - Going back to my story.

We still stand a chance with the industrial bank.

- Pass me the polish. - What?

- The nail polish. - Here you are.

- The industrial bank? - Yes.

My mom lit two candles to Our Lady of Los Remedios.

If I can be the superficial woman, I'll get it for you.

- Lola, come on. - I can. My uncle works there.

That was an overdose.

I really don't know how this could have happened.

I don't know how I came up with my uncle story.

I'm sorry.

The truth is that I drank a little too much.

Don't ever drink again during working hours.

I won't.

But it's not a bad idea.

- It isn't? - And it is what history says.

Listen. Javier de Garcillán, executive producer of the movie:

"Seventy percent of a total of 120 million pesetas

"was paid with an industrial bank loan

"and the remaining 30% with several private contributions."

If the money comes from our Ministry, wouldn't that change the history?

The money will come from the industrial bank.

We will insert Lola's uncle there.

- And who is her uncle? - You are.

Me?

How can I play a bank manager? I have no idea.

Remember when you pretended to be a bigwig of a record label to make

Julio Iglesias quit soccer.

Salvador, excuse me. There's a little problem.

I said I'd send the script to my uncle and we'd meet today.

I don't even have time to read it.

That's not an issue. Managers never read more than ten lines.

Reading the synopsis will be enough. Let's see. Hold on. Here.

Labyrinth of Passion is a love story of a nymphomaniac and an Arab prince.

She is part of a violent music band,

and he's very interested in make-up and men.

Music, violence, pursuits, passion, sex.

The '80s. The era of freedom.

In the 21st century, no one would dare to produce this movie.

Do I have to help fund all that?

Ernesto, I know you have medieval blood.

But we're not the Holy Office.

Alright. Yes, sir.

You decide what to do, but Almodóvar must meet Banderas.

Yes, sir. I'll take care of that.

We'll start with the first couple.

For ten ducats, name

comedy titles by the departed Lope de Vega.

For example...

The Peña-Andrade counts arrived, Lady Carolina.

Wonderful, right on time.

For example, The Lady Simpleton.

Un, Dos, Tres, answer again.

- The Lady Simpleton. - Yes.

- The Gardener's Dog. - Yes.

She turned the palace into an Un, Dos, Tres set.

What are you talking about?

- Lo Fingido Verdadero. - Lo Fingido Verdadero.

- La Malcasada. - La Malcasada.

Look at the king.

Alright. My niece was right. You are talented.

- Thank you. - However, the story seems a little...

...insolent.

I can assure you Madrid is a city where anything can happen.

Yes, sure, yes.

But look here, on the script. Sexilia says,

"The recipe to a good party is music, alcohol, porn and drugs."

- It's excessive, don't you think? - Well...

Uncle Ernesto. It's a modern era.

The '80s, the era of freedom.

- I'll follow the orders. - Come again?

Nothing. You'll have the money to fund your movie.

- I was thinking in around... - Seventy percent!

Granted.

Just like that?

- Remember what we talked about. - Yes, I know.

- I have to meet... - Antonio Banderas. Don't forget.

You're quite obsessed with that guy. He's not Marlon Brando.

You got five answers right for ten ducats each.

Fifty ducats.

Very good, fifty ducats!

We've been here all day. Don't they ever work?

When did anyone work in a court?

For eight ducats, name weapons used by the tercio infantry.

For example, a sword.

Un, Dos, Tres, go.

- A sword. - A sword.

- A musket. - A musket.

- A dagger. - A dagger.

- An arquebus. - An arquebus.

- A lance. - A lance.

- A halberd. - A halberd.

A revolver.

You made up a word.

You must think and count to seven.

The answer is pistol.

With this score, Mr. Alonso and Mrs. Irene get to the final.

Mr. Alonso and Mrs. Irene have Carlos Patiño's score.

I offer you 300 ducats or the gift.

The gift must be very valuable based on the offer.

- I don't know. Don't be so sure. - Do you want 300 ducats or the gift?

We are here to play.

- Alright. - Alright.

Let's see.

According to the Orpheus legend, music charms wild beasts.

That is just what you will prove

because your gift is

four-dozen hens like this!

Mr. Alonso, you should have taken the 300 ducats.

- Damn, Ángel, what are those marks? - What are you doing here?

I came to see your show. Those marks?

I don't know. It must be a reaction to something I ate.

Did you go to the doctor?

- I'm applying ointment. - Ángel.

You have to see a doctor.

- Jesús, it's fine. - Ángel.

Not much, actually. Alonso is my second husband.

My first husband died.

- I'm sorry. - Don't be sorry.

He was a beast. He humiliated me every time he could.

I know what you mean.

I'll kill you. Open the damn door! Open it!

Open the door, you slut!

I'll hit you so hard! Slut!

Open the door!

Is there anything wrong, ma'am?

Where am I?

In Madrid. Where else?

But the festival is in February.

No doubt you need help.

Come to the court with me. You'll be safe there.

- That's how your love story began. - Yes.

Carolina stayed here to get healed.

By the day she had to leave, I was already in love with her.

- I asked her to stay with me. - Right.

- Not a time to contradict a king. - Thank God.

I've never known someone like her.

Carolina is the love of my life. She cooks Spanish omelets.

In the kitchen and the bedroom is where a lady shows her value.

That's a wise proverb. I never heard it before.

What a beautiful and uncommon name you have.

Where is it from?

My mother chose it in honor of a princess.

- Princess Grace. - Grace Kelly?

When I heard you say "revolver," I knew something was odd.

Of course something's odd. This is not your era. You can't stay.

Rumor has it she's not royalty.

I don't care. She'll be my wife.

Philip must marry Mariana of Austria or our history will change.

Do you understand that?

What's the matter, my lady?

Majesty, these two are conspiring against you.

What if we tell the king the truth?

We'll be dead before we can start talking.

- Don't you feel pity? - Why?

Because we must split two people who love each other.

Look, we are prisoners.

And we might get killed in this dungeon in 1648.

And you care about a king in love with a woman born centuries later.

If we get out of here alive, I'll forbid you to watch soap operas.

Lola.

No, I won't be able to come with you to introduce Pedro and Banderas.

Because of Ángel.

He's really sick. Really sick.

Talk to you later, bye.

Are you still here?

No, I'm not. How are you?

You'll get well, Ángel.

No, Jesús, I will not.

What I want is to be in Pedro's movie.

Damn, you should see your face. You're more scared than I am.

I'm really sorry.

- What will you do with us? - They will cut our heads off.

Will you be able to bear the remorse all your life?

You must release us and go back to your life.

Or else, Spain's history will change.

I don't care about Spain's history.

I care about my story, my life.

Carolina, trust us. We can protect you.

Yes, right. Do you know how many times I heard that?

How many times I went to the police, and they didn't listen?

Not even my parents helped me.

- I'm sorry, but I can't go back. - I'd kill that man with my own hands.

With the king, I'm safe. I'm okay here.

Get us out of here,

and we'll help you build a new life.

Maybe a new love will heal your sad heart.

I don't need a new love.

I will love Paco until I die.

Who is Paco? Paco was my first boyfriend.

He played in a band of Moratalaz, The Beats.

Go on, please.

My father forced me to marry Eduardo, his boss' son.

But I've always loved Paco.

We had a plan to run away together on my wedding day.

We're gathered here today to celebrate the holy matrimony.

Eduardo and Carolina have a happy life ahead of them.

The union of a man and a woman is God's creation.

He had to wait for me outside the church in the car.

I had to go out.

But I didn't dare do it.

You were not brave enough to escape.

- And still today you regret it. - God knows I do.

Be brave enough to let us out, and you won't regret it twice.

I don't know if she'll save us, but you were wonderful.

I want to see my daughter again.

You have a very romantic face. You should star in movies some day.

Bye.

- Who was that? - Nobody. A guy who made a movie.

He won't make any other movie, I'm telling you.

I'm sorry, cutie. But did you see that handsome guy over there?

Where is this guy, Antonio Banderas, that you want me to meet?

- I don't need to introduce you. - Why?

Because he is the handsome guy you were just talking to.

- It's written that I had to meet him. - I told you so.

Fate is inexorable. So is the time.

Hurry up. There's not much time.

- Where are the guards? - They're asleep.

Some gazpacho with herbs did the trick.

There's no time to explain. We'll help you, Carolina.

Let's go!

In the Pepi, Luci, Bom premier, my ten-year-old nephew asked me,

"When will you make non-smutty movies that I can watch?"

This got me thinking that Pepi, being rated for adults,

excluded an audience I care about, which is children.

So, when I got the chance to make a second movie,

I decided to make it for kids.

And Labyrinth of Passion was born.

I put a prince in Madrid,

made him live an intense and turbulent relation with a woman,

and set the story in the environment of Madrid.

The result was not a movie for kids. Quite the opposite.

It's very difficult to make a movie about Madrid that kids can watch.

Congratulations.

Labyrinth of Passion premiered starring Antonio Banderas.

Thanks to my funds. It's a pity nobody will ever know.

Thanks to Irene and Alonso, Philip IV married Mariana of Austria.

Charles II was born, and Velázquez painted "Las Meninas."

I can't stress enough how calm he is.

Good job. The meeting is over.

Thank you, sir.

Pacino, please stay.

I'm really sorry about your friend Ángel.

Take some days off and go see him.

- I don't know if I can do it. - Listen to me.

- Go see your friend. - Thank you very much.

"Don Ángel Fuensanta Carrasco R.I.P."

You are all so melodramatic. You look great.

I know that. It's this light that doesn't suit me.

And let me tell you something.

As soon as you get well, I'm counting on you.

Yeah, right.

Just focus on making a fantastic movie.

And on getting invited to San Sebastian Film Festival.

Then you make another movie. Then another one.

- Another and another. - Yes, another and another.

- Until you get a freaking Oscar. - An Oscar? I won't get that.

You have something special.

Come on, you know it well, whore.

Come on.

Promise me you'll get an Oscar.

You know what? I promise.

Could you do me a favor?

- Whatever you need. - Sure.

Help me get dressed.

"Listen to your heart. Carolina."

Good evening, Madrid.

Life has some bad moments,

and others that are not so bad.

When you think everything is falling apart,

there's always a way out.

Wasn't Paco supposed to be waiting outside?

He must have overslept. He was never punctual.

We can't change your past, but we will change your future.

My name is Eulogio.

Your problem is you don't know who you are.

There's nothing else I can do. You need a person.

- He doesn't remember. - Only one person.

He woke up screaming your name.

Elizabeth of England was murdered before becoming queen.

I ask to stay out of this mission.

I won't help the main enemy of Spain.

As you wish. But you won't meet the Duke of Alba.

Welcome to the sweet English weather.

Listen, Amelia, if that's your name.

If you think you can break me by driving me crazy, you're wrong.

Stop! Stop in the name of love.

I regret not knowing languages.

- You'd better leave. - Why?

Because I'm scared.

Stay with me until I fall asleep.

On her throne, over the corpses of thousands of soldiers.

- Go save Elizabeth now. - Why does the queen want to kill her?

Mary wants to kill her sister to protect his future son.

By the way, the history does not say he was born.

If it was up to me, several would be dead.

- I'm sensing a brawl. - Me, too.

My friends, protect the king!

Imagine this king or any king walks the wrong path one day,

which wouldn't be the first time.

If that cost our lives, would you dare

- to try to kill him? - Never.

A Spanish king will never be my king.

- Who is the man with my family? - He's the real Eulogio Romero.

No!