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Soledad!... Soledad!

Soledad!... Soledad!

Soledad!... Soledad!

Soledad!... Soledad!

Soledad... Soledad.

Soledad!

Can't you hear me, Soledad?

- I'm not deaf, Salvaora. - Then why don't you come out?

Go out like this, without dressing?

I'd rather do that than have the inn destroyed.

Go. I'll catch up with you. For heaven's sake, woman!

Don't let me feel the cold of having you far from me,

for you see, I've lost my...

Will you never leave me alone?

Very kind, but such a long journey deserves a warmer welcome.

I told you in Chiclana never to cross my path again.

And in Ronda, Jerez, Estepona, and at El Pay-Pay in Cádiz.

But love doesn't end just because one person says so.

And I love you.

You don't. I know that!

Just as I know there's a ship that sails from Cádiz to Havana at dawn.

Did you think I wouldn't find out?

I know this is your last night singing in Spain.

I know you're leaving for Cuba tomorrow

and I'll never see you again if I let you go.

- Let me pass! - No.

Because I love you.

- You know it's over. - For you. Not for me.

- Get your arm off me. - No!

- I said let me go. - Stay with me forever.

Get away from me!

Soledad.

And I never want to see you again. Do you hear me?

You disgust me. Disgust me!

Olé, little girl!

From your homeland, girl.

From beautiful Cuba.

Gold coins! One coin for a kiss!

A hundred coins for a hug.

- And for your whole body... - Get out of here!

There's no need to take offense, gentlemen.

Shut up, drunk! Get out!

You'll end up going mad over that woman.

I think I already have.

There was a fight, wasn't there?

She turns wild, like a scorpion.

No one loves by force, Ramón.

Nor do they forget.

And now, gentlemen, as I return to my homeland tomorrow...

My last song for you... Is she leaving?

That's what she intends.

Ali Baba, your girl is...

...crazy for your love,

my handsome Moor, my love.

Ali Baba, you are my desire.

Take me to the East so I may give you my heart.

Ali Baba, your girl is...

...crazy for your love,

my handsome Moor, my love

Ali Baba, you are my desire.

Take me to the East so I may give you my heart.

Oh, my girl, leave me be. Don't call me Ali Baba.

I won't take you to the East, for I must not leave Cuba.

Oh, my girl, leave me be. Don't call me Ali Baba.

I won't take you to the East, for I must not leave Cuba.

Ali Baba, your girl is...

...crazy for your love,

my handsome Moor, my love

Ali Baba, you are my desire.

Take me to the East so I may give you my heart.

Let’s go, my handsome Moor!

Ali Baba, your girl is...

...crazy for your love,

my handsome Moor, my love.

Ali Baba, you are my desire.

Take me to the East so I may give you my heart.

If you were kind, you'd have a drink with the gentlemen at that table.

Impossible, Salvaora. The ship sails at dawn.

- You can't ask me to miss it. - Not even once, girl?

Not even as a farewell? They're very wealthy people.

If they have so much money, tell them to come see me in Havana.

And don't be angry, dear.

She's gone. Like us, we're leaving too.

Not me!

Leave that woman alone and let's go.

Only if she comes with me... yes.

You'd have to take her tied up like a dog.

- Thank you! - Where are you going, Ramón?

- To take her tied up like a dog. - Ramón!

Get out of here.

I said get out.

To Don Mariano Garrido.

No woman had ever humiliated him, until today.

- And I am Don Mariano Garrido. - Get out!

That's no way to make a deal, girl.

I buy and sell... there's no offense in making an offer.

especially when the offer is generous. How much do you want?

Leave right now!

Twenty coins?

- Leave or I'll scream. - Forty?

Fifty coins?

- Get out! - Shut up!

- You miserable wretch! - I'll give you a hundred coins.

Let me go! Help!

Please! Help!

Scoundrel!

Coward!

Soledad.

What happened?

Let's go.

He's...

Yes.

He was drunk, he insulted me, and I had to defend myself.

Don't waste time. Take whatever you need and let's go.

The luggage is already in the carriage.

- These are all I have left. - Come on, quickly!

- Where are you taking me? - Where they can't find you.

Come on. Get in.

I have no reason to run.

I think I should stay.

I could explain why I did it.

- He was drunk. He... - And you killed him.

And that man was one of the most powerful men in Cádiz.

Don Mariano Garrido.

While you...

You're a poor tavern singer.

Do you know your punishment?

No.

The gallows.

If we gallop, we'll reach the ship in time.

But if you'd rather be hanged...

- Stay. - No!

Let's go!

Yah!

Duel in the Ravine

Director Manuel Mur Oti

- Why did you stop here? - Don't worry, just for a moment.

- Where are we? - At the estate where I work.

I'm here to collect my money.

- The ship sails at five. - I told you not to worry.

We've come a long way.

By the time the police realize, we'll both be out at sea.

Did you say we'll both be out at sea?

Are you planning to come with me to Cuba?

What did you think?

That I'd take you to Cádiz and say goodbye like a fool,

once you were on the ship?

Don't you remember you killed a man and I've shared the blame

by fleeing with you?

So don't forget it!

And don't forget...

...that from tonight on, we're bound for life.

Did you hear me?

For life!

Come on, go inside! Go on, don't waste time!

Wait!

Soledad! Soledad!

Horse!

Horse!

Horse!

To be a doctor, all one needs is to know how to read.

Medicine.

Let's examine your shoulder now.

All done!

- Would you like a drink? - No.

Your loss.

I've always thought...

that what's good on the inside is good on the outside.

It's good rum.

We don't drink cheap liquor here.

- What is it? Does anything else hurt? - Here, a little.

All right, let's see.

Please!

Boys, this is unbelievable.

Now everyone seems to be an expert in medicine.

Let's see.

You've taken quite a blow.

But nothing's broken, thank God.

Well, now you know it's nothing.

Come on, girl, cheer up!

And now, a doctor's advice...

Put on the prettiest dress you have, because you've been born again today.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Yes?

Good morning.

Are you Soledad Chacón?

Yes, I still don't understand what happened.

It was a misfortune that wasn't my fault.

I'd rather face anything than be here,

in this horrible cabin,

waiting...

Excuse me,

what happened to you is unfortunate, but I think you're exaggerating.

As for this horrible cabin,

which I happen to own,

you may leave whenever you wish. Good morning.

Why are you laughing?

Because I'm happy.

A moment ago, you said the opposite.

A moment ago, I was crazy.

I'd like to know who you are.

My name is Carlos. Carlos Mendoza.

Owner of this estate...

and of the cabin that horrified you so.

I love your cabin.

Who told you my name?

My men took the liberty of looking through your handbag,

to find out who you were.

Inside was a ticket to Havana in the name of Soledad Chacón.

That's how I found out.

I have a feeling you've missed your voyage.

Because the ship sailed at dawn.

Your intuition is remarkable. I missed it.

And here I am.

What do you plan to do now?

I wrecked a carriage,

missed a ship...

and a few other things happened to me.

But worse things still,

believe me, much worse.

Don't you think the best thing I can do is start crying?

You can stay here.

Thank you.

I would have liked to take you to Cádiz today.

But I don't have the carriage.

You only need patience until they send it to me.

I'll gladly wait.

Don't trouble yourself to be kind.

I understand this isn't a place suitable for you.

Only my men and I live here.

Besides, not a single soul ever passes through here.

And are you sure that won't change?

Not at all. Don't dream of it.

It's the last thing I'd dream of.

You'll have to excuse this mess.

As you can see, my men and I live somewhat like this...

How shall I put it? A little...

Well, you've seen for yourself.

Yes, I've seen it. Like Indians.

Like Indians! Isn't that so?

Then find yourself some feathers for the days you'll spend with us.

That's how messy it is.

But, miss, when they see me like this, they'll disrespect me!

You don't know them! They're such brutes!

They're already here!

What?

Good! Splendid!

Time for dinner, come on!

Tsk! Gentlemen, please. Mind your manners.

Come in.

Pour some wine, will you?

All right, all right.

Hey, why are you dressed like a pillowcase?

- Who made dinner? - She did.

Hey!

Well, let's see what the Cuban has prepared for us.

What is it, Damián?

Beans and potatoes with meat.

She could've made us paella and fried eggs with chorizo, no?

Good evening, gentlemen.

Sit down, sit down.

I wish I had cooked something to your liking.

Damián told me you're used to eating beans and potatoes with meat.

It's very nutritious, but I don't like it.

Tonight, you'll have...

Damián?

Paella and fried eggs with chorizo.

In Spain, this is called a coup d'état.

Wash the wound thoroughly.

Then put some ash over it.

- Like this. - There you are.

Then cover it with some sage leaves.

- Here are the sage leaves. - Thank you.

Where did you learn to treat horses?

Nowhere.

I treat them as I'd treat you.

All right, I'll get a bandage.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

What brings you up here?

Official business, Damián.

It's the only reason anyone would make such a long horseback trip.

We're looking for a woman.

A young woman.

About twenty-four or twenty-five.

We were told she came this way.

Has anyone seen her pass?

Well, to tell the truth...

A woman around here?

Not that I know of.

And I don't think these... A woman around here?

If only.

We haven't seen a woman around here since the beginning of time.

Nor shall we.

And it's not by our choice, as you can understand.

A woman's presence would be welcome on this estate,

to brighten our hours of rest.

But it can't be, for several reasons.

First, the boss forbids it to avoid trouble.

And then, as you already know, it's...

That's enough, Damián.

- What's your name? - Soledad Chacón.

Come closer.

Would you look at us, miss?

Move your hair from your face.

The other side.

It's not her.

The warrant says she has a scar on her face.

They won't find you, miss.

God bless you.

We must help the law, Damián.

Don't forget, it's punishable to obstruct justice.

Well, we made a fool of ourselves.

But just in case...

You did the right thing.

It wasn't necessary, but I thank you for it.

With all my heart.

Well, shall we continue?

- Good morning. - Hello.

The carriage has finally arrived.

I'll take you to Cádiz tomorrow.

As you wish.

Please forgive the delay.

It doesn't matter.

I've had a wonderful time here.

The colt needs to be bandaged.

And remember to change the bandage every two days.

- You're leaving, then? - Yes.

When?

Tomorrow.

Well, I think it's rather sudden, leaving us without warning.

And I think it's a shame to leave without the colt being healed.

Don't you think, Don Carlos,

that the young lady shouldn't leave before seeing the estate?

Well, if she wishes.

With pleasure, Damián.

Tomorrow you could go to the wetlands. The next day, see the horses.

And the day after, see the wild bulls.

And he can take you to the estate. You'll like it very much.

Perfectly. You'll see it all.

The wetlands, the horses, the wild bulls and the great estate.

Is there anything else I can show her?

You could...

You could go back to the wetlands.

And see the horse breeding.

And tour the estate again.

See the fighting bulls again, right?

That's right, yes.

I thought no one was left.

And I thought there was no country party tonight, Soledad.

You mean because of this?

I suddenly felt like showing it off.

I don't know why.

Perhaps to feel like a woman.

To feel like a woman?

It's hot.

Yes.

Bonita.

Soleares.

They're singing them for you.

Who named you Soledad?

They didn't know how to name you.

Does the folk song say that?

The folk song and I do, Soledad.

Good night, Carlos.

Good night.

No, no, no. There's nothing to fear.

Your arrival was providential.

You can be sure Carlos will marry you.

Don't laugh, dear.

It is my wish that you become Mendoza's new wife.

- Assuming he likes me. - He's always liked you.

- And I like him. - But you got married.

- I was forced to. - You can't expect me to believe...

that a woman could take a husband...

as if he were medicine.

By force. No, no.

You married and, fortunately,

you managed to become a widow at once.

For God's sake, Auntie!

Fortunately.

Your husband was very rich, but also very old.

And old husbands are like history.

Memories of the past and heroic deeds.

Come here.

Take a look at your future empire.

The luggage is in the other carriage.

- Good afternoon, Lorenzo. - Good afternoon, ma'am.

- Any news? - None, ma'am.

I suppose you remember Miss Alicia.

Miss.

Since my son is still with the farmhands...

Tell the foreman right away to send a messenger for him.

But warn him we're expecting him for dinner tonight.

Ma'am, allow me to inform you that Don Carlos arrived this morning.

He's here already! It's a miracle.

Quickly, dear!

You must get ready at once.

- Lorenzo, have the luggage brought up. - Yes, ma'am.

Come this way.

Come on.

He'll have an unforgettable surprise.

This will be your room.

My room is next door.

So we can exchange confidences.

Leave it there.

Then bring up the others. I think...

Go and close the door.

I think we should get ready alone.

That way the servants won't learn what doesn't concern them.

Here's my plan:

You'll dress like a princess.

You must look dazzling tonight.

Don't come down until I tell you.

And you'll sit together at the table.

When dinner is over, I'll play a waltz.

In case he doesn't think of it.

I'll tell him you love to dance.

A waltz.

It's an embrace that goes round and round, dear.

And while dancing, try to lead him to the garden.

And once in the garden...

This dress is all tangled.

And once in the garden, what?

I've told you, dear, I'm history.

And in history, such things are always behind the times.

Besides...

you can't expect me to believe you haven't read any newer books.

Fasten my dress in back.

- More champagne? - Yes, thank you.

Your father and I.

We always sat...

in that very spot.

And your grandmother?

Where I am.

Marriage is wonderful.

I think you should start thinking about it, Carlos.

I was doing so just now.

Providential.

Amazing.

So amazing, it deserves a waltz.

I warn you, Alicia loves to dance.

Your mother is happy at the thought of you married.

Yes.

But tell me, have you really thought about it?

Really?

Yes.

Do I really have to remind you that I love to dance?

Forgive me.

- Isn't this waltz wonderful? - Were you saying something?

Nothing. Just nonsense.

What I would like to tell you is that you're gravely offending me.

- I don't understand you. - Come with me to the garden, please.

Alicia.

What's wrong?

Don't you think I'm the one who should ask that?

- You said I was offending you. - That's how I felt.

Because it's the first time a man, while dancing with me,

hasn't noticed that he's holding me in his arms.

- Forgive me, I was thinking... - If it was about the past,

you should have remembered that we were once engaged.

And if it's about the present,

I think I'm attractive enough to make a man,

who ignores courtesy,

be gallant, at least.

Unless there's another woman.

There is... another woman.

- Does your mother know? - I tried to tell her at the table,

but you saw she gave me no time. She only wants me to marry.

Yes, but she wants an ideal woman for you.

I know. A princess.

A little less than that: me.

- You understand, Alicia, that... - I know.

You have no obligation to love me.

Your mother has her dreams, and we have ours.

Although mine...

Are you very much in love?

With all my soul.

What's her name?

- Soledad. - Soledad?

- Soledad what? - You don't know her.

She's not of our class, you understand?

- She's an artist. She sings. - Opera?

No.

She sings in taverns.

But she's a wonderful girl, simple, humble.

A girl who sings in taverns can hardly be anything else.

You must love her very much.

To forget so much.

I don't know if I'd call it love. It's as if I'm filled with her,

as if she lives inside me.

That's all that matters. You love her.

What is she like?

Well, she has black hair.

Large eyes.

Very black, too.

Dark-skinned.

Full lips.

- She's not very tall. - Well...

I don't match any of that.

When can we meet her?

Whenever you wish. She's up there, in the farmhands' quarters.

- But, Carlos! - You see...

- I'd like you to understand that... - I can understand everything,

except how a young woman can be up there among farmhands.

We'll go get her tomorrow.

You can prepare your mother on the way.

All right.

We'll see how she reacts.

- I admit I'm a little afraid. - No wonder.

But she'll change her mind when she meets her.

You told me she's charming.

And she is.

She’s charming, simple... passionate.

She’s charming, simple, and passionate.

I can’t understand how someone so charming

can live surrounded by such dirty, bearded men.

I told you she had an accident while riding in the carriage,

- and we found her injured in the field. - I remember. Very interesting.

Try not to mention it in Cádiz, dear.

I can already see estates with unmarried men

filling up with runaway carriages and wounded damsels.

Touching, Alicia. Touching.

Anyway. Is she pretty, at least?

- I already told you, she’s... - Yes, my son, charming...

...simple, passionate.

When you see her,

which will be right now.

Soledad!

Soledad!

One moment.

Soledad!

Coming, darling.

-This cow is stubborn. She won’t let me. - Yes.

This is my mother and my cousin.

Charming, simple, passionate.

I was milking the cow.

Jesus. Jesus, Jesus.

- Will you be much longer? - I’m ready.

What color dress do you prefer?

White, if possible.

You’re in luck.

It’s the prettiest of them all.

The last one I had made in Paris.

But I can’t. I shouldn’t...

To put your mind at ease, I’m not giving it to you.

- I’m lending it to you. - Thank you.

- Thank you very much. - Don’t thank me. Anyone in Cádiz

would feel greatly honored to lend something to Mrs. Mendoza.

What is it you’re going to do very soon, dear?

Come now, girl. The petticoats.

Today you walked five hours through marvelous countryside.

They’re... just a small part.

Only a small part of this little world.

In which you make your debut today, as a princess...

And you don’t care what others might think of your wife?

I want my wife for myself, not for others.

Honestly, do you think that girl will know how to rise

to the occasion at all times?

Well, honestly.

It’s enough for me that she lives up to my love.

- When you know her better, you’ll see - I already know.

Charming, simple, and passionate.

Listen to me, son.

I’m your mother, and I want what’s best for you.

I won’t deceive you.

I don’t think I’ll ever forget the impression she made this morning.

That poor little girl.

In those trousers.

Disheveled and dirty.

Even though you love her.

Don’t you think she’s a sweet, little wild creature?

- I certainly do! - Don’t say it.

A sweet, little wild creature.

I just remembered the ending of a fairy tale.

And the prince.

Tried the glass slipper on Cinderella’s foot.

And the slipper fit perfectly.

But she was Cinderella.

Just now I was remembering the fairy tales of my childhood.

The fairies have changed you, girl.

- You look marvelous. - Thank you.

- But none of this belongs to me. - These things.

They’re only worth money.

They’re like crowns.

Anyone can buy a queen’s crown.

But what matters is not having one.

What matters Is being a king.

And you...

you look like a queen.

Meanwhile, you must go to the small drawing room.

- Don’t forget they’re waiting. - Yes, Mother.

My dear girl.

This is an old house filled with memories,

as I am, from today on.

With your arrival, I too am beginning to become a memory.

But memories don’t...

- You find the kiss amusing, don’t you? - No.

But coming from you, it surprises me.

Have you never lost your head over a woman?

Yes, I have.

Only once in my life.

- The trouble is, I’m still looking. - Your head?

The woman. Bad luck.

Well, she’ll turn up eventually.

The monthly accounts...

If you leave in the morning,

you can be back by afternoon, without exhausting the animals.

Therefore, no one should be left in the stables.

- Don’t you think she’s wonderful? - Who?

- My fiancée. There she is. - Congratulations, sir.

You have had...

Are you going to tell me what I have had?

Well, that is...

You’ve made a splendid choice, sir.

Good night, Ramón.

Alicia.

Do you win many games of solitaire?

If I cheat, yes.

But I find it dishonest.

I’d do away with the music, dear.

I read somewhere, I don’t know which book.

That music encourages people to fall in love.

It’s fine that we don’t make war.

But I find it improper to sell weapons to the enemy.

No, no, no. Your laughter is very charming.

However, I have the impression

that I didn’t invite you here merely to practice the piano, dear.

Good night, little one.

In case you’ve thought of retiring for the night:

sleep well, my dears.

Soledad.

Soledad.

I was just thinking...

What’s wrong?

Nothing.

Listen to me...

What if we go back up there, to the farmhands’ quarters?

And go on as we were, alone, without...

Without what, my love?

Without all this.

It’s too much for me, you understand?

My origins are humble.

I know I’m worth nothing.

But here... in this place, I’m worth even less.

You have no right to speak that way.

You’re my fiancée.

You’re going to be my wife.

Isn’t that enough?

- It’s more than enough. - Darling.

Goodbye.

Good night, Carlos.

Until tomorrow.

Princess!

Don’t open the door.

It’s not in your interest.

Princess!

I’d have a lot to tell Doña Blanca when she asked me

why I was in your room.

Look at me.

Can’t you hear me? Look at me!

No one would know by looking at you.

Not even you.

You’ve surely forgotten that you killed a man.

That’s why you dare play at being a princess.

A princess? You?

Don’t shout.

Your lover might come.

And find out who you are.

Have you told him justice is after you?

Does Doña Blanca know you’re a tavern singer?

Do they even know you killed Don Mariano Garrido?

Do they also know you’re fleeing the gallows?

- Do they know? - No.

Don’t you intend to tell them?

You don’t intend to tell them.

I understand it’s hard for you.

Don’t worry, girl.

I’ll tell them myself.

- No. - Why?

Come on, tell me why I should keep quiet.

Is it because of the love you’ve shown me?

Or perhaps because you left me lying there on the road that time?

When I was risking everything to save you!

Not even that?

Then I know.

I must keep quiet because I love seeing you in his arms!

That’s why, isn’t it?

Leave me.

That would be a great solution for you.

Leave you and go?

No, princess, no.

Of course I can leave.

But that comes at a price.

- You come with me. - You know you can’t ask that of me.

I think I can.

Because I suppose they’ll throw you out like a dog when I speak.

Think about it.

It’s better for you to leave on your own,

without anyone knowing who you are.

You don’t have to answer me now.

I’m in no hurry.

I’ll wait for you with two horses by the main entrance.

Until dawn.

Don’t forget.

Down there.

By the entrance.

Until dawn.

Carlos!

Carlos!

Who is it? It’s me. Open up.

Ramón.

Who’s there?

May I ask where you’re going so early?

Personal business. That way I won’t lose work time.

That’s good, man.

- Can you come here a moment? - Better later. I’m in a hurry.

When you are the master of the estate.

And I’m the foreman.

You’ll answer me like that.

Will you come?

Here I am.

Are you looking at this?

I don’t like going out at night without a weapon.

You don’t carry one?

- No, sir. - Yet you have two horses.

May I ask what for?

Forgive me, but I already told you where I’m going.

Your private affairs concern you.

But the horses don’t.

Unsaddle one.

- You know what I just remembered? - No.

That when we were boys,

we often fought to see who was stronger.

I also remember you always beat me.

Always.

Can I go now?

Not yet.

I want us to discuss something that concerns me deeply.

It concerns something only one person in the world can explain to me.

And fortunately, that person is you.

Say what you will.

A few nights ago.

An incident occurred at the Cuatro Reyes.

A Cuban girl named... I don’t quite remember... named...

You know better than I do what that woman’s name is.

But I didn’t know that woman

had killed a man defending her honor.

Nor did I know that man was Don Mariano Garrido.

And I also didn’t know.

That you.

Being the only witness,

helped that woman escape justice.

And that is what I want us to talk about.

I have no reason to discuss my private affairs with anyone.

They’re not private affairs.

The woman who killed Don Mariano Garrido is in my house.

And she will be the mistress.

- That’s your affair. - And yours!

Leave that horse.

And don’t move.

I don’t feel like shooting.

I think you have company, Ramón.

Now then, gentlemen. Would someone care to tell me

where that disrespectful man is who dared drag me from bed

and hurry me along these roads at this ungodly hour?

Well, here I am. You tell me what’s wrong.

It must be something very serious to justify this abduction.

No, I'm calm now.

I was worried about you, Don Mariano.

They assured me you had been killed!

But how on earth did you think of that?

What are you saying? Me?

- Kill me? - Yes, sir.

You.

And in a terrible way.

Killed by a Cuban girl.

Of course. I remember the Cuban.

But that was nothing more than a blow. Just a blow.

Nothing serious. What nonsense.

And you brought me here for this?

For something that happened over a month ago.

But really,

you couldn’t have believed that nonsense.

Because you and I were together just...

precisely four days ago.

When I came to buy your horses for the new carriage.

Carlos.

You’re drunk. Don’t deny it.

You’re drunk, and this is a very tasteless joke.

It’s no joke, Don Mariano.

My foreman says the same. Your foreman?

Ramón? Ramón is just as drunk as you.

Because Ramón and I have seen each other twenty times since then.

In every tavern in Cádiz.

Carlos, you’ll have to admit they’re both drunk.

As drunk as Cossacks.

And I call them Cossacks without knowing exactly what that means.

I don’t know if Cossack means horse, soldier, or Russian.

But I know Cossacks drink like Cossacks. And that’s enough for me.

Cossacks!

Home, Felipe.

Cossacks!

Back, Ramón!

I told you, I don’t feel like shooting.

Hold it!

Don’t try it, Ramón.

Go, Damián.

When you entered that lady’s room tonight,

you knew she hadn’t killed Don Mariano Garrido.

You’ve known it for a long time, Ramón.

And a man who resorts to such a thing to get a woman

is nothing but a miserable wretch.

You say that to me with a gun in your hand.

Say it again.

You’re a miserable wretch.

Think carefully and tell me to leave before I beat you to death.

Besides, you’re a coward, the greatest coward of all.

Assuming you’re a man.

Get up.

If bitches had sons...

Son of a bitch!

No, Ramón!

After the terrible night we’ve been through,

don’t you have anything to say to me?

I think tears almost always keep you from answering as you wish.

It seems to be your habit.

The carriage is ready to take you wherever you wish.

When do you intend to leave us?

Right now.

But please...

Before I leave, I’d like to see Carlos one last time.

- Without even speaking to him. - No.

It’s better that you keep the memory of my son as he was,

not as he is now.

You’ll surely need money.

Ask me for whatever amount you wish, without fear.

I’ll gladly give it to you, for I’m very grateful.

Don’t trouble yourself.

I’d rather not owe you anything, ma'am.

One moment.

I must tell you that you have answered me

as a true Mrs. Mendoza would have done.

I suppose that’s a compliment,

but I don’t wish to thank you for it either.

Not yet, Don Carlos.

How far did you go? As far as Chipiona,

I passed through Rota and El Puerto first, but found nothing.

How is it possible that ten men searching for her

couldn’t find her? She’s not in the Cádiz region.

- Saddle a horse quickly. - Are you going yourself?

Yes. But keep searching for her.

Yes, master.

Are you leaving?

Yes.

You know the doctor has forbidden you to move.

You shouldn’t do this, Carlos.

I think I should.

What shall I tell your mother?

Whatever comes to mind.

And what about me?

What do you say to me?

You’re so good, Alicia, I can only ask your forgiveness.

Thank you.

Hurry that horse along, Anselmo.

He’s sweating too much, master.

Carlos!

What brings you here?

Very simple.

Since the mountain wouldn’t come down to me, I climbed up the mountain.

May I ask a hermit how he is doing?

Of course, and the hermit may say he’s very bored.

Oh, I’m sorry. Well, I came to say goodbye. I’m leaving tomorrow.

So soon?

A young woman may like your old piano,

but it’s very unlikely she’ll become passionate about it.

I admit I haven’t been very gallant.

But when you come again,

I promise not to leave your side for a second.

I’ll say what your mother would. No, no, no, no.

That opportunity will never arise, because I don’t intend to return.

I’m returning to Paris.

The competition is fiercer there because there are more women.

But fewer horses, thank God, and the men treat us better.

Well? Will you let me go?

Yes, of course.

Of course. You’re letting me go.

Well then, goodbye.

Goodbye, Alicia.

Carlos.

It may be a long time before we meet again, if we ever do,

and by then these words of mine might seem what people call...

ridiculous,

I want to tell you now.

When we were young, we loved each other, and I think we loved each other deeply,

I married another man,

but I needn’t swear it was not by my choice.

I came to the estate to try to win you back.

Alicia.

I always tell the truth.

It was my hope, and your mother’s.

But I missed that chance.

This was my last attempt, Carlos.

I thought you'd forgotten her, but I see you haven't.

And rightly so.

I don’t intend to forget either.

Would you give me a kiss?

Just one.

A farewell kiss.

Thank you.

If you’re going to Vejer de la Frontera today, try to be more passionate.

Alicia.

Alicia.

What did you say?

I said Vejer de la Frontera.

Don’t you understand, fool?

Thank you.

Just by pursuing your love,

I live defying what fate may bring.

And as long as I have

blood running through my veins,

I’ll go on loving you,

I’ll go on adoring you.

And you will be,

my whole heart.

Move my horse, it’s at the gate

of that royal road.

Mount my horse, it’s at the gate.

of that royal road.

Mount my horse, it’s at the gate.

of that royal road.

I wish I were the brooch,

you wear upon your breast.

I wish I were the buds

of your lush rosebush.

And mount the horse that stands at the gate.

of that royal road.

Mount my horse, it’s at the gate.

of that royal road.

Mount my horse, it’s at the gate.

of that royal road.

I wish I were your hut,

when the heat is fierce.

I wish I were that flower

you always go and water.

And mount my horse, it’s at the gate.

of that royal road.

Mount my horse, it’s at the gate.

of that royal road.

Mount my horse, it’s at the gate.

of that royal road.

Move my horse, it’s at the gate

of that royal road.

Move my horse, it’s at the gate

of that royal road.

Move my horse, it’s at the gate

of that royal road.

Soledad!

Go away, please.

Leave me.

You know it can’t be.

It must not be!

- You tell me you don’t want to come. - No.

But tell me to my face.

Close to me.

...looking me in the eyes.

Tell me.

- Turn back. Let’s go. - No.

It’s my fault, but I told you. I told you it was impossible.

Get down.

What? You don’t dare cross the ravine?

If that’s what’s stopping you, don’t worry.

Don’t go, Carlos.

Are you coming down, or shall I go get him?

Carlos!

I was sure we’d meet again someday.

Since the masters don’t use these,

I bought two at the Vejer fair.

They’re identical.

Choose one.

Don’t take too long choosing yours.

Soledad might think you lack courage.

Fight!

Carlos!

Carlos!

It’s nothing.

- Ramón! - No, get back.

Go, Soledad.

No. Go!

THE END

Subtitles and translation KyoNiide@KG