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- Let the show begin. - Lola!

How the fuck do we rescue Lola?

World War II...

Bad year to stop in. Shit!

- What else do I have to learn? - You're the same as anyone.

Your pain doesn't stop the world.

You can't change time! Something worse will happen!

It hurts, but let her go.

- I love you. - What is he doing?

The old Alonso would have never questioned the King.

- You're becoming a republican. - Never!

We are poisoning him. This is not a cooking contest.

It is confirmed. Acute poisoning with arsenic.

Finally, Julián!

My mother is sick, so I decided to stay with her.

I'm sorry I didn't call before.

Mama? I missed you.

The fluttering of a butterfly can change the world.

Fucking butterfly.

Boss, you are too old for this.

- What did you call me? - Lout.

Do you want Hernán Cortés to conquer Mexico with a Kalashnikov?

It was a joke.

The Queen knows that Cucalón is not Ferdinand VII.

His member is malformed.

- Malformed how? - It is huge.

- Great job, Cucalón. - Don't take another step!

The whole palace heard your moans.

- Who the hell is this? - I am Ferdinand VII, King of Spain!

I know the pain of losing a loved one.

- Time heals all wounds. - No.

Memories grow stronger over time.

That would be perfect, partner. Because I will never forget her.

NOVEMBER 20, 2020

I didn't know you were coming.

Two sugars and regular milk. Sorry.

I could drink whatever at this hour.

Tell me.

That man is Rafael Cruz.

He lives close by and often walks his dog around here.

Thanks.

The dog was digging around when he found the mess.

Some people shouldn't be allowed to have children.

Yes?

Any more witnesses? Security cameras?

No. We couldn't find anything.

What is that?

I have no idea.

For all these reasons,

I have decided to resign my job as this Ministry's undersecretary.

They are here.

Salvador. Are you sure about this?

Yes.

Hello. I am detective Ayala.

Come with me. The undersecretary is waiting.

Undersecretary of what?

He will explain it himself.

Do many people work here?

We have known better times.

Follow me.

Welcome. I am Salvador Martí.

Carmen Ayala. Homicide detective.

Nice to meet you. Sit down, please.

Nice office. What do you do here?

You are in the Ministry of Time. I am its undersecretary.

- Are you a watchmaker? - No.

That is not exactly what I meant.

- So...? - This Ministry watches over the past.

Our agents travel through time to stop anyone

from changing Spain's history for political or economic reasons.

Travel through time?

From the present to the past.

It's been like that since Isabella I founded it in the 15th century.

Really? They didn't show that on her TV show.

Its first screenwriter tried to, but we replaced him.

- You are crazy. - And you...

...just found the corpse of a one-year-old child.

How do you know that?

Because...

...I killed him.

This is my confession.

But, why?

It all started six-months ago.

-SIX-MONTHS EARLIER -One of our agents, Julián Martínez,

had been kidnapped.

Julián Martínez.

This is detective Ayala.

I need information on a Julián Martínez.

He disappeared six-months ago. Very well.

We did not report it.

We are our own police.

We looked for him, but we couldn't guess where he was.

Hello? Anyone there?

Hello?

Where the hell am I?

In the year 2070.

Welcome to the future, Julián.

Ayala.

Okay. Thank you.

Detective Carmen Ayala.

I am at the 20th kilometer of Valencia Road, near Morata.

In the old National Radio building.

I need all of your information on this place, please.

Thank you.

You shouldn't have called. They won't tell you anything.

This is the Ministry of Time.

You said that one of your agents was kidnapped six-months ago.

They just told me

that he was reported missing eight-years ago.

I know. It was surprising for us, too.

Focus. You just said you killed a kid.

I don't give a shit about time travel.

If Julián had not been kidnapped, that kid wouldn't have shown up dead.

Get to the point.

Who are you?

I am Lola Mendieta.

Let me tell you what will happen if you don't drink.

You will grow old suddenly.

What was that?

Shit!

I'm sorry.

I have lived twice. I can't complain.

Thank you.

How did I get here? I don't get it.

Hidden in an Anacronopete.

But I didn't grow old. And I didn't drink that fluid.

My people gave it to you while you slept.

Did you just say an Anacronopete? Are there more?

They built nearly a hundred in less than five years.

It's a top priority for our current government.

And for its Ministry of Time.

Is there a Ministry in the future?

- Isn't ours the last one? - No.

We always thought that we were the last Ministry.

That no one else would come after us.

We were wrong.

Wait. I just don't get it.

The doors could only take us to the past.

The people from the past could only get to 2020. Time is what it is.

From that year on, the Ministry closed the doors.

They have Anacronopetes. What do they need the doors for?

The Anacronopete allows you to travel to any time and place.

To the past and to the future.

To the future? How? Without limits?

This Ministry works with the government.

They travel to the future

to check if their plans have worked out,

or if someone can oppose them.

Then, they travel to the present and eliminate the threat.

What?

Does no one complain?

They keep their trips to the future secret.

Come with me.

We live in a dictatorship while everyone thinks

that this is the best of democracies.

There is no education or health for those who won't allow it.

The media and television

are owned by those who do allow them.

Okay, same as always.

It's even worse now.

- The Ministry is not secret anymore? - No.

Citizens. Spain needs you.

We reached economic success in five years. The world envies us.

But we can't allow those anti-establishment groups

to keep threatening our coexistence.

- Who is that? The president? - Kind of.

He is Juan Salcedo. The Ministry's undersecretary.

He is an egomaniac.

He is responsible for all that's going on.

- You seem to know him well. - I work for him.

That's why I could bring you here without anyone noticing.

Tell us who they are, and we'll take care of them.

He doesn't suspect you?

Not yet. He adores me.

I brought him the Anacronopete that made him powerful.

We offer two million to whoever provides information

about Iria Martínez, the dangerous terrorist leader.

Dangerous? She is just a girl!

Let's go.

Do not miss the premiere of the new season of Cuéntame.

Damn. The Alcántara family has come a long way.

I can barely breathe.

I see they lifted the restrictions on pollution.

I told you to wear a mask.

So much misery.

I bet tomatoes taste worse than in the past.

They couldn't afford them anyway.

They bomb them with advertisements of things they'll never afford.

So they dream about it.

"And you shall know that I am Yahweh when I lay my vengeance upon you."

Adopt a healthy child without genetic defects.

Totally decontaminated.

Choose a century and we'll bring it from there.

That would alter our timeline!

For them, the past is just a huge warehouse.

We will bring him to your home for only five-million pesetas.

Pesetas? What happened to the euro?

It stopped being our currency when we left the European Union.

In 2028.

Who was in power?

Bertín Osborne.

His slogan was a big hit. "My country is yours."

The future is a scary place.

MDI? I have MDI.

Fuck off.

Drugs.

One of those pills makes you forget about this shit for a day.

If you take two, you'll turn into an idiot for life.

- What if you take three? - You die. Like my brother.

Thank you.

Did you manage to get in? Good job.

What is this? What are they doing?

They hack the government networks.

They call people to the streets.

They encourage them to vote.

- People don't vote anymore? - No.

Last time, the turnout was fifteen percent.

Only these people try to change things?

Yes.

A revolution is useless if it doesn't benefit the people.

It is always a struggle between the past and the future.

- This girl is... - Iria.

She's your grandchild, Julián.

We are a team. We need to stick together.

When dictatorship is a fact, revolution becomes a right.

- How are you, Lola? - Fine, dear.

Who is he?

Julián. He is an old friend of mine.

- And of your grandfather. - Nice to meet you.

Iria. Keep it up.

What you do is very important.

Your grandpa would be proud of you.

I wish I had known him.

He traveled through time.

He was one of the last people who used the Ministry's doors.

He was a man to be proud of.

- Make yourself at home, Julián. - Thank you.

Why are you here?

I missed you.

- It was worth it. - What?

Changing history to save Maite.

There is still hope for this society. My granddaughter.

Maybe you didn't change things.

Maybe Maite never should have died.

What if by saving her you restored the correct timeline?

What do you mean? I don't get it.

Remember our missions.

Many were affected by the human factor,

like the greed for money or power.

Like the other Lola did. Or Darrow.

But there are other missions whose origins...

...couldn't be explained.

When that happened, Salvador blamed the fucking butterfly.

The fucking butterfly is the consequence of our actions.

We've killed people during our missions.

Maybe we have stopped a genius from being born.

Or a serial killer. Who knows?

We change history.

Salcedo more than anyone else.

"Adopt a healthy child without genetic defects."

They've kidnapped children who could have changed history.

That's way worse than stealing tomatoes.

Not really.

He's brought whole crops from previous centuries, cattle,

water from when the springs were pure.

He bottles and sells it.

He caused famines that were unrecorded in history.

I get it. This dude is fucking crazy.

Why does he want to kill my granddaughter?

Salcedo traveled to the future.

Five years from now, Iria will rally the people.

She will win the election.

If Salcedo can go back through time, Iria has no possible way out.

Exactly.

It's a matter of time before he catches her.

At that point, I won't be able to stop him.

Do you understand why I brought you here?

Shit. It always ends up like in The Terminator.

Ayala.

Yes, sir.

Yes, of course.

Let me guess.

Your colleagues tried to find out about this Ministry, and...

My boss told me not to ask again.

I warned you about it.

This Ministry is a state secret.

The Government doesn't allow intelligence to be gathered about it.

And now... may I continue my story?

SIX-MONTHS EARLIER

Let me guess. You didn't win the lotto again.

No.

I had eight, 12 and 26 on one ticket and nine and 19 on another one.

I would be rich now if I had combined the numbers.

Oh. I am very sorry.

Give me those documents I asked you for, please.

Couldn't you help me a little bit?

Just a little jackpot from the past.

- I need a retirement plan. - Angustias, you know the rules.

Call Irene and Ernesto, please. I need to talk to them.

Hello, Javi. This is your father.

Call me when you can, please.

Yes, Angustias?

I know it's a bad time, but this is important.

Irene, I'll say it again.

We have no budget for a Women's Memory Department.

Carolina and I would take care of it. We don't even need a secretary.

It's not the time. We have lost Lola.

Like so many before, Salvador.

That's what this Ministry is about. About losing the people you love.

Then, sometimes, a bit of happiness.

I've been so tired lately that I can't enjoy those moments.

Me, too.

- Hi. - Irene...

I also stopped getting angry when Angustias doesn't knock.

An alarm has gone off.

- A missing person's report. - Who?

- Julián Martínez. - What?

And there's more. It's from 2012. His wife filed it.

- Maite? - Yes.

It doesn't add up to the data in my files.

She should've been run over two days before that.

Call Julián's mother right away.

He lied to us this whole time.

Why did he do it? There must be a good reason.

Same reason we all have, Irene.

Recovering those whom we lost.

We just abide by the rules.

Julián didn't see his mother for a month.

Shit!

Call the others. We have to find Julián right away.

What a mess.

How can there be dunces out there who don't believe in climate change?

By faith, even I can see it clearly, and I come from the 16th century!

Chief's calling.

Let's see if I understand.

Julián Martínez saved his wife,

- breaking the Ministry's rules. - I admit.

You admit, but you tell this unbelievable tale.

God, people come from the future only in detergent commercials!

Don't forget about Bertín Osborne.

Sir. I just saw the Anacronopete.

If Lola kidnapped you, why didn't she come here in person?

She has an important mission, among other things.

I'm not the one to talk,

but I believe him. No one could make up that story.

- At least I couldn't. - Me neither.

We could ask previous Ministries if crops and cattle are missing.

And children. Children.

I am starting to lose my patience. Not in the past, but right now.

You said you never met anyone who came from the future?

This is Juan Salcedo, undersecretary of the Ministry of Time in 2070.

- I think you know him. - He's that idiot, Ayerbe!

Same old dumb-ass.

Lola talked about the Ministry in the future.

That's why this guy came here.

When Lola asked him why, he answered, "It was a joke. I was having fun."

- Sounds familiar? - It has to be him.

Wait a minute. It all makes sense.

When Ayerbe came to the Ministry, Julián was taking care of some stuff.

He didn't meet him.

- He's telling the truth. - Of course he is...!

If we doubt each other, we don't deserve to be here.

Can't you see this Ministry is going too fucking far?

You are right, Pacino.

I'm sorry I wasn't the one who said what you just said.

- Alonso, bring Julián's wife here. - I'll do it.

No, you won't. We must protect you.

We must build Salcedo's family tree.

That man is barely 40 in 2070. He hasn't been born yet.

Lola gave me a file on him. I'll send it to you.

- Let's get to work. - Irene, Carolina.

Let the hunt begin.

Okay. His father is Federico Salcedo.

Born on January 9, 1981.

He was 50 when he had his son.

His mother is younger.

Vanessa Remedios.

Born 15-years ago in 2005.

In Cali, Colombia.

She has dual citizenship, Colombian and Spanish.

Then she was 26 when she gave birth to Juan.

He either divorced or he became a widower.

It's probably his father's second marriage.

Bingo! His father's first wife was Aurora de la Maza y Garrido.

They married in 2000 and had a son.

Forget about his mother's ancestors since they're from Colombia.

We don't have doors from 1810 on when they became independent.

Focus on the father.

His grandfather was born in 1956.

It can't be his grandfather. They're too close.

Salcedo will be watching over him.

What for?

Many things could happen to him.

Like what?

Us?

I'll understand if you don't want to be a part of this.

Think about it, okay?

Let's go further back.

I think this is it.

In 1890, there is a kid...

He is a kid.

He lives in an orphanage.

His great-great-grandfather...

...Emilio Salcedo Revilla. His father is unknown.

His mother's name was Elisa Salcedo.

Emilio Salcedo...

We got him.

I've met... many women in my life.

But Lola was different.

I wanted to grow old by her side.

I understand you, man.

When I lost Maite...

...I locked myself home for a week.

I lost track of time. Nothing mattered to me anymore.

Fortunately, my colleagues kicked the door down and took me out.

Yes.

But you got Maite back.

Will you help me to get Lola back?

Pacino...

Lola is no longer the woman you knew.

What?

She gave me this letter for you.

She is a wonderful woman.

What she is doing...

...is really important.

"You always said you wanted to grow old by my side.

"Julián must've told you that it is impossible.

"I'm very ill, my love. That is why I didn't look for you.

"I will remember you like that day at the archive.

"How you looked in my eyes.

"I'll never know what you thought, but remember me like that.

"I love you, Lola."

Mission complete.

I'll leave you.

Julián... what is this place?

I'll explain later, dear.

I have so much to tell you.

Tell me something, then.

Our love will change the world.

- Don't be so dramatic. - I'm not, believe me.

Elisa Salcedo Revilla left her son in a hospice.

Salcedo's great-great-grandfather.

She died some time later.

It must be hard for a mother to abandon her child.

She left Albacete to follow a fountain-pen peddler.

He probably promised her the world.

She believed a palace was waiting for her in Madrid.

He abandoned her two-days later.

Elisa was a proud woman.

Instead of going home, she tried to make a living.

But she wasn't lucky.

According to the 1890's Ministry report,

she fell into prostitution and alcoholism.

Bad business.

It's a shame for her son, too.

You must go at once to the orphanage.

Irene and Alonso will pretend to be her uncle and aunt.

Carolina and Pacino will join you in case you run into trouble.

Her uncle? I mean, if her parents were alive...

She was fatherless.

Her mother died shortly after she left Albacete.

You'll find everything in this folder.

Bring the child here at once.

But...

What will happen to him once we've brought him?

That only concerns me.

ORPHANAGE. MADRID, 1890

Your niece is not the first girl to go astray.

You can't trust men. That is why I married God.

Why wouldn't she write us?

Poor Elisa! We could have helped her, dear.

You should find a decent home for the kid to grow up in.

- He will have it. - You should also be grateful

that I received you since you came on such short notice.

I hope this is enough to make up for the trouble.

It is.

Donations are always welcome for those of us who rely on charity.

We are looking for a child.

His name, Mother Abbess?

Emilio Salcedo Revilla.

He is right here. Follow me.

Emilio is a little angel. He never cries.

He was very weak when he came in.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

We will get you the stroller which his mother brought him in.

- Thank you. - You are welcome.

I hope you give a good life to this little owl.

Rest assured, Mother.

The baby!

I know you want to kill Salcedo. But I won't allow it.

We've come a long way to stop you.

Drop the kid, or I'll blow this bitch's head off.

The Church really has changed.

You've got a clear shot?

Yeah.

- What will you do to him? - Your mission is done.

I will take care of the rest.

So, you did it.

I told you from the beginning.

What are you looking for?

Don't you move.

Are you looking for something?

Yes. And you know what.

SIX-MONTHS EARLIER

Don't do it!

Who are you?

Carmen Ayala, homicide detective.

Why are you here?

Have we met before?

We'll meet six months from now.

The police will find the corpse of a child. That child.

And then?

Would you erase from history this kid's succeeding generations?

His son. His grandson. His great-grandson.

- The future is at stake. - It has always been.

If I don't take action, this Ministry will lose its meaning.

It will become the root of all evil.

No.

If you do it, this Ministry won't have any reason to exist.

And you will never be the same again.

PRESENT DAY

SORRY I DIDN'T REPLY, DAD. DO YOU WANT TO GRAB LUNCH TOMORROW?

OF COURSE, SON.

For all these reasons,

I have decided to resign my job as this Ministry's undersecretary.

You seem happy.

Did you speak to your son?

- You could see right through anyone. - Not so.

If I could understand myself like I understand others,

my life would have been different.

With all due respect, Salvador. Did you think this through?

Yes. Now more than ever.

I crossed a red line that I shouldn't have.

By the way. Thank you.

I only showed detective Ayala the door she had to go through.

I couldn't say no.

What an amazing woman.

She'd make a great agent for this Ministry.

Sorry. That is your concern now.

Well, then...

This is my last day in the Ministry.

What will you do now?

As long as I don't end up playing boules with other retirees...

No, seriously.

They want me to be a part of an advisory board for the Ministry,

but I think I will say no.

It's been an honor to serve with you.

Likewise, Ernesto.

Take care of everyone.

Pass this letter on to them. It's my farewell.

- Why don't you pass it on yourself? - No way.

Farewells are worse than colonoscopies.

Thank you.

Good luck.

"I have already said goodbye,

"but I'd rather put into writing what I think about you.

"I bet you already sat in my chair.

"Well, it's not my chair anymore.

"It is your rightful place.

"You served with loyalty even when you didn't agree with me.

"I consider you a great friend. The greatest, certainly."

"Angustias, thank you for keeping my secrets.

"I won't wish you luck with the lotto since you won't win.

"That is why I left a number on your desk.

"It's an unclaimed prize from one-year ago.

"I'm sure it will be helpful.

"Don Diego, no one made me as frantic as you.

"But it's been a pleasure working with you.

"You are the greatest artist that this country ever had."

Besides Goya and Picasso, of course.

"Carolina, accept yourself. Hesitating can be good.

"What's bad is not acting when you have to.

"The future depends on the child you're caring for.

"He must grow up with love and affection,

"so he does the same for his son and grandson.

"That way, there will never be a Juan Salcedo."

"Irene, good luck on your new adventure.

"I am sorry I couldn't help you with it before.

"I hope Spain gets to know about those women who made history

"fighting for their rights,

"while people thought they were only good to be mothers or wash dishes."

"Alonso, congratulate Elena on my behalf.

"Not everyone can reach such a high spot in The Hague,

"nor have a husband and father like you.

"Centuries later, you'll see your old battlefields

"now filled with flowers.

"Now, she's the one who'll fight her battles there.

"Partially, thanks to you."

"Julián, always keep your rebellious nature,

"even if I know well that it can cause many headaches.

"We expect from you and your wife

"what was expected from kings centuries ago.

"To have children."

"Pacino, what can I say to you?

"I won't tell you what to do.

"Because you already know."

DANGER. HAZARDOUS FARMING AREA.

Pacino!

You look prettier than ever, Lola.

- Where are we? - I'll tell you later.

I have something to do first.

Who would have said that you and I had a future?