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I am Philip, King of Spain.

Are you?

To be cool, To be super cool.

Do we praise ourselves?

What happens in an era,
remains there.

Some things don't.

I need to choose between
Ministry and my family

and I'm going to choose my family.

I left and then returned.

And you have to do the same.

Why don't you join the Ministry?

Carolina Bravo Mendoza,

Calle de La Madera,
75, second right door.

I've seen a childhood friend

and he told me that he
will be the main character

in Almodóvar's next movie,
"Labyrinth of Passions".

If Banderas does not,
Almodóvar will lose his fetish actor.

For 10 ducats,
tell us comedy titles

of our ill-fated
Don Lope de Vega.

This is not your time
and you cannot stay.

The dream is about time
floating like a sailboat.

No one can open seeds in
the heart of the dream.

But how can you know a poem
that you imagine last night?

My problem at the moment is not
the cast, it is the money.

Since I made "Pepi, Luci, Bom",
they say I make dirty movies.

If you give me a
shallow female role,

I get it for you.

Your Majesty,
these two are conspiring against you.

Do not drink again
while on duty.

We'll infiltrate Lola's uncle there.

And who is your uncle?
-You.

Carolina, trust us,
we can protect you.

You will have your money
to finance your film.

And remember what we've talked about.

I have to meet this...
Antonio Banderas.

That, what obsession
you got with that boy.

Angel, what about those spots, pal?

Since we cannot change your
past, we will change your future.

King speaking.

What do you want?

That you release my companions

and listen to what
Amelia says to do.

And if I do not do it?

You will die as child.

Don't you recognize me, Julián?

Who you are? I am Federico.

Julian! Wait for me!

Julian...

(BAND AID)

You don't exist.

You are only my imagination.

Of course, it is a dream.

Look, if we are going
to be arguing,

We better go to a place
where it is warmer.

What are you doing here?

This is the reality.

Reality and dreams
sometimes travel together.

You're not ok, Julian.

My name is Eulogio.

That's your problem,
you don't know who you really are.

And I cannot do more for you.

You need someone
flesh and blood.

Sleep

Sleep

Call Amelia.

She will help you.

Amelia!

(Door)

(FALLS OFF)

Elizabeth I of England

she has been murdered
before being queen.

And we have to avoid it.

Won't you pretend that we
save the Queen of England?

That is exactly the mission.

-Didn't we just take
care of our history?

-Isabel I is part of
the history of Spain,

Or do you not remember
the Spanish Armada?

As if I could...

Also, in the case at hand,

her sister is
married to Felipe II,

King Consort of England.

-Ah, then very well.

Murder has changed history.

This happened yesterday: the Pope
was conducting a church service in London.

Well, let's look at the bright
side, right?

I mean they will have changed already

the "fish and chips"
for the chopitos.

And they will not pest us with "brexit".
-Let's look at the bad side:

the BBC only does family
series with Andalusian girls

and there is no Beatles.

"Do you know who killed her?"
Everything points to his sister,

Maria Tudor,
the queen at this time.

Elizabeth was Anglican and Mary very
Catholic like her grandmother Elizabeth.

But not from those who
turn the other cheek,

she believed more in an eye for
an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

-In five years of reign,

nearly 300 Anglicans
were burned at the stake

accused of heresy,

hence the nickname they
gave to her: "bloody Mary".

Bloody Mary.

And they were saying
about the Inquisition...

Maria was the one who was a little
crazy, wasn't she?

Madness has always
been a great excuse

to remove the most valid women.

(NODS) Ernesto, please.

-Well, we know that
Isabel was murdered,

but we don't know the exact
day or what motivated it.

-When was the last time you saw her?
-Four days before Christmas,

in the palace where Sir Henry
Bedingfield guarded her.

Father Carranza,
agent of this Ministry,

went to confess her.

Elizabeth was an Anglican,

but she was pretending to be a Catholic
so that they would not kill her.

-Well, Irene,
Alonso and Pacino will go to London

as of December 20, 1554.

-A question,
why isn't Lola here?

-He asked for a few days
to attend her own business.

Any problem, Alonso?

Yes, I would like to be
relieved of this mission.

Why?

The girl is having a
hard time at night,

is with teeth and that...

And that I'm not going to help

to who was the main enemy of Spain.

However you want,

But you will miss meeting
the Grand Duke of Alba.

And what does the Duke
of Alba do in London?

Ensuring the safety
of King Felipe II.

(GASPS)

No, not that, not that.

(HISS)

To the peace of God.

Hello, how's it going?
Good morning.

Yes thanks.
This is good, very good.

Welcome,
I'm Father Carranza.

-You won't be from Cádiz, arel you?

-No, I am from Navarre.
-Hey?

-Well...
Thank you, father.

You can call me Bartholomew.

Come on, pour the water over your head.
What water?

And why should we
do such nonsense?

You have to take care
of all the details,

you're supposed to come
from the port of Bristol

and God knows it rains there
more than during Noah flooding.

Welcome to the delicious
English weather.

-Majesty,

I present to you Alonso de Entrerríos
and Jesús de Méndez y Pontón,

the new royal guards.

And she is Irene María
de Larra y Girón,

the Spanish teacher
for the queen.

-What did you say?
-She is very happy about his arrival.

(WHISPERS) Well, not exactly.

Oops!

Dear me, wish me luck.

I also retire,

Sleeping is the best thing
to do in this country.

-You should cheer up,
Your Majesty.

-Why we don't go on an excursion
with our compatriots?

-Yes, we could visit
the places of "Amadis",

When you were young you
enjoyed reading it a lot.

(THUNDERS)

-I would rather stay here, huh?

-If the king says let's
go, you have to go!

-Of course, come on, come on.

Not a single dream
survives reality.

these lands seemed so beautiful...

in the pages of "Amadis".

-Well, it doesn't have
much charm either.

-There is nothing beautiful
in this country.

The weather is horrible,
the food, the beer.

Have you tried ale? -No.

They drink it hot.

-Hot?

Gross.

- There is no day that
I do not miss Spain.

How are things over there?

-Well, it can be
improved, Your Majesty

The people long for you,
Your Majesty.

The people long
for my father, not me.

"You are his worthy successor, my lord."

Your father, the emperor,
is very proud of you.

"Then why does he
treat me like a child?"

My father is a
captain in battles

and I have never fighted.

-To fight we are the ones,
politics is like chess:

who must never
fall is the king.

-As a politician,
my father is able to convince the devil

to put out the flames of hell.

-And to San Pedro
to relight them.

-On the other hand, I haven't even
gotten the English to like me.

I have organized jousts,
I have mediated the life of heretics,

I have renewed their army.

What an idea you had, Your Majesty.
(HISS)

And what did you get in return?
Hate.

When I was born,
I didn't know that I would be king.

But now I know that
I'm not worth it.

Don't fall into melancholy.

(THUNDERS)

- With this time,
it does not surprise me.

-If you wish,
we can start the return trip.

-No, we will spend the night
here, in the open.

- I thought that the place
was not to your liking.

"Worse is what awaits
me at the palace."

"El Mingo Revulgo",

Do you want these verses
to be read to you, Your Majesty?

24.

(THROATY)

(READ) "All the people of Spain
are bad and of the bad kind..."

(RECITE) "Andalusians, from Extremadura
and Biscay. The worst Castilians".

You speak Spanish very well,
Your Highness.

No, not very well.

I used to speak it well
as a child with my mother.

I stopped living with her
when I was nine years old.

Catalina de Aragón,
daughter of the Catholic Monarchs.

She was a formidable woman.

And his exile, an injustice.

I never knew that my father,
King Henry, disowned her.

Not even your father exceeded
that the English people

loved her more than the Boleyn.

Do you know
"The Book of Good Love"?

Isn't it an indecent book?

A little.

Great.

(LAUGHS) As you wish, Your Highness.

Very good, great.

-With due respect,

I don't think opening these schools
for illiterate women,

could be be good for your business.

-I do not know

But what I am clear about it
is that is good for them.

-But your mother
is very worried.

It is a lot of expense.

-Is business bad?

No, no.

So I guess I'll have enough money
to fire you for your impertinence.

You have visit.

-Sorry the trouble, Amelia,

but I bring a message
from Don Salvador.

And it is very urgent.
-Let´s go immediately.

-And what do I do?
-Search for another job.

How did they find you?

-We received an alarm from 1943.

A hero of the Blue Division
became an actor.

His name,
Eulogio Romero.

But we have proof that
this is our Julian.

"And why are you being held
in that room like a suspect?"

-Because Julián doesn't
know that he is Julián.

He suffers a traumatic shock
and believes he is this Eulogio.

-He don't remember anything?

-Only one person.

You.

He has woken up
shouting your name.

-So here I am.

Nice suit.

Are you coming from the carnival?
No, from 1885.

Oh, sure.
Hello Julian.

No, you're wrong,
my name is not Julián.

Who are you?

You do not know who I am?
No, I am not that lucky.

And why did you call me?

Amelia...

(BREATHE HURTLY)

You'd better go.
Why?

Because I'm scared!

(SNORTS)

I need to rest.

Rest, tomorrow I will see you again.

Sir...

I will need all the documentation
you have about Eulogio Romero.

(NODS)
-You will get it.

-I will never forget
the first time I saw her.

How ugly she was.

"-Oh my God!.

Well, well, don't despair,

maybe if she would wear
our women's dresses,

it would seem
less old and skinny.

Although, to tell the truth,

much God is needed to
drink from this cup. "

- I have reputation of being a
hero, but the true hero is he.

Every night he complies
with discipline,

I cannot imagine
a more cruel battle.

-I have to get her pregnant,
my father ordered me to.

Only a child can give me
influence this country.

-Let me ask you a question,
Your Majesty.

If your wife is so
unpleasant to you,

How do you do to comply?
-Yes, how?

-I think of other women,

on the thighs of one of her maids
whom I saw naked in the river,

the first time I saw
a woman's buttocks.

Listen:

"If the armpits have
a little bit wet

and it has small legs
and long sides,

wide hips,
small feet, arched,

such a woman is not
found in all markets. "

Spanish people...

-So spicy.

In the hardest moments, for...

flying the flag...
I think of the baker's breasts.

Let's see if you like this...

"In bed very crazy,
in the house very sane,

do not forget such a woman,
her advantages remember. "

More.

But more often than not,
I think of my great love,

my true queen,

Isabel de Osorio.

Fear overtook me one day

that even her memory began
to flee from my mind.

And what did you
do, Your Majesty?

I commissioned
a painting from Titian.

The painter of
love and dreams.

I made Danaë have
Elizabeth's face.

Infallible.

Felipe is an excellent lover.

Well great,
right?

Do you pray with me

Damn, let's see
if I remember.

(DOOR)

(SPEAKS IN ENGLISH)

"-How many were you last seen?
-Four days before Christmas,

in the palace where Sir Henry
Bedingfield guarded her. "

It is late, Your
Majesty, I let you rest.

Stay with me until I fall asleep.

You work even at night.

God doesn't rest either

and he wants me to cleanse
England of infidels.

"Then the king is
married to his aunt."

-That's right, Queen María is in
turn Carlos's cousin, her father,

with whom he was also engaged.

The wedding did not come to fruition.
-Sure.

And he has to do what his father
did not do: have a child with her.

-Debts are inherited,
more than the color of the eyes.

And have you been fighting
together for many years?

-So many that seem centuries to me.

I would give my life for him.
-And I for the duke.

And for Felipe.

The Earl of Horn and I were
chosen as children by the emperor,

like his child's
right and left arm.

Later,
I became a soldier in Castilla,

he is my king.

And my brother.

Don't stop watching the king.

I have fought for him
in a thousand battles,

but I had never
seen him in person.

Of course, I have believed
dreaming of him more than once.

"You will die as a child,
you will not have glory,

nobody will remember you,
you will not win in Gravelinas or Lepanto,

you will not build El Escorial
in tribute to San Quintín,

you will not exist for history. "

Sir, can I ask you a question?

Go ahead.

Imagine that one day, a bad day,

this king or any other

begins to go down
the wrong path.

That it wouldn't be the first time.

And what is the question?

If that cost the lives
of your loved ones,

Would you be able
to attack him?

Never.

I would die for him.

Without loyalty
there is no honor.

However, they...

they wouldn't sacrifice a
glass of their worst wine

for saving the
lives of any of us.

Kings plant their throne

on the bodies of thousands
of dead soldiers.

Thanks for staying with me.

When it gets dark and I am
alone, I am afraid.

Are you afraid, madam?

Yes, to die.

Since I was a child I am afraid.

Many nights,
I slept with my sister Isabel.

There is no greater love
than that of a brother.

- Ask Abel on this topic.

I don't trust Isabel.

I don't trust anyone.

I only trust Felipe,
the father of my son.

My son will not live in fear, like me.

fearing that any night they could kill him.

They are Ana and Juanito, my family.

Do you know what has become of them?

They arrived in Mexico.

After a few years,
Ana obtained the nullity of your marriage

and married a
university professor.

They had another son,
Eulogio called him.

Do you know who it is?

No.

Is Ana.

With her granddaughter Guadalupe,
in Mexico City in 1983.

Again?

Again with this topic
that we are in the future?

Look, Amelia,
if your name is like that,

If you think you're going to break me

trying to get me crazy,

you're wrong.

Ok.

Ok, we go back to the past,
sorry, to your present.

Your first wife
was called Teresa,

you had two children, Rosa and Juan.

They died in Águilas, Murcia,

in a bombardment during
the Civil War, right?

Are they?

Who is the guy that
is with my family?

The authentic Eulogio Romero.

(LAUGHS)

It's a setup.

Think about your
child's last birthday,

What did you give him?

Try to remember your
daughter's favorite toy,

The last meal with your
family before going to war.

You don't need to answer
me, answer yourself.

If you search your memory,

you will not find anything more
than the photo of your wallet.

Thanks for staying with me.

-You are pregnant,
Your Majesty.

(SPEAK IN ENGLISH)

-Mercy!
-Your Majesty, mercy! I beg you.

By God, the virgin
and all the saints!

Pardon me!

-Your Majesty, mercy!
Mercy!

-One heretic less.

"Why did you want to see me,
Your Majesty?"

-I'm going to free my sister.

It is the moment to do it.

-So it will be done.

-One thing:

don´t make her suffer.

Get everyone out!

More executions?

Counting those that your father
killed for Catholics

And now you, for being Anglicans,
will not remain any English alive.

(SPEAKS IN ENGLISH)
If you wish I can...

Speak to me in the language of your
mother and my grandmother Juana,

of Isabel and Fernando,

whose seed we both come from.

-If it is your wish,
I will save you all.

At last.

I have dreamed that it is male.

-Are you pregnant?

England will have a Catholic king

and we will finally
achieve our plans.

We will announce the
good news to everyone.

You must end your feuds
with your sister Elizabeth.

She will no longer be
the heir to the throne,

it is no longer a treat.

Right now we have to have
the support of everyone.

You must go immediately
to save Isabel,

the queen has ordered
Bedingfield to murder her sister.

Isn't that the one who
has to guard Isabel?

Exact.

Why does the queen want
to kill her sister now?

-Because she is pregnant.
Good news.

Maria wants to get
rid of her sister

to protect the life of
your future child who,

by the way, according to
history, she never had it.

And nobody is going to kill
Isabel in 1554 and here we are.

Let's go step by step,
first thing is to save Isabel now.

Let´s go, I accompany you,

I know the way and the
Oxfordshire palace.

(RINGTONE)

(PHONE)

Yes?
Angustias.

Hello Irene, tell me.
I need you to do me a favor,

You have to bring
me a pregnancy test.

A pregnancy test?
Won't it be for you?

Come on, Angustias,
don't mess with me,

How can you send it to me?

Well you know the
paperwork we have to do here

even to buy a thimble.

Well, don't worry,
I already bought it.

Ok.
Very good, goodbye.

(DOOR)

Stop! Stop!

"Stop, in the name of love".

How I envy knowing languages.

Oh God, with such a run,
I got a crack in my bones.

"Confession time".

-Of course, "confession" and
"confession and food", badly.

Oops.

Well, not that it was
a Rioja red wine.

Are you going to continue
playing with my past?

I'm going to keep trying to
make you remember who you are.

Eulogio Romero,
end of story.

Can I go back to the infirmary?

On one condition: that you tell
me why you were shouting my name.

Do you think you will get it?
-I do not know.

And it will not be because
Amelia doesn't make an effort.

She is like Colombo.

How do you say "whim"?

Cravings.

I crave those fruits
from the Indies all day.

your sister has arrived.

-Congratulations for your heir,
Your Majesty.

You has always been a horrible liar.

Irene!

Irene!

Irene! -Ah...

-Irene! -Ah...

Irene!

-Angustias!
-Excuse me, father.

Thank you.

I brought this for Irene.

-Angustias, how long.

-A few centuries, yes.

-The last time was...

-As soon as King Carlos died,
I warned him that he was dying.

-You want confession?
-No no thanks.

You continue confessing to the
king, that I already...

I already confess with my pillow.
Sorry,

I thought it would come sooner.
Do you have it?

Take it.
Oh, thank goodness.

Thank you.
The ones you've got.

Goodbye father.
-Goodbye.

- That you confess well.

Quickly, lets go.

Angustias...

How disgusting,uff.

My God, what a device,
it seems like a fable.

-But what the fuck is this?

-I told you,
worse than cow's urine.

-In my faith,
if it were up to me,

more than one would
be skewered on a pike.

-I think you want to
ask me another question.

After fighting a thousand battles,
have you never felt fear?

Always.

Do you know what color fear is?

The same color as prudence.

"Isn't that the guy of the wagon,
the one who asked the king for mercy?"

"And that he would be dead
if it weren't for him."

-Yes it's him.
I smell a brawl.

And me.

-Remember that you must maintain
your composure, it is an order.

Forget about the order!
"Spanish tercios, protect the king!"

(SIGHS)

Do you recognize him?

He is a spy.

Posed as a photographer
for a magazine,

I gave him a good beating.

And he, do you know who he is?

No, tell me yourself.

El Empecinado.

It was our first mission.

We traveled to 1808 to save him

and that Spain won the War of
Independence against Napoleon.

"He is el Empecinado.

Who?
You do know who he is, right?

Yes, yes, but you can explain it better."

It looks like an old wedding photo.
It is.

Don't you remember her

"The issue is knowing
who got the photo,

because it is not false.

It is from 1883.

And it looks like her wedding.
It can't be. "

It is the first time I see it.

Do you know who it is?

(DOOR)

"Who's calling?
Room service.

What's that about room service?

What comes out of my balls. "

No, no, no...
I don't know who he is.

"Ministry of Finance is all of you and
without your effort and discipline,

nothing would be possible.

See you next week."

Also not.

Are we done?
Can I leave?

Do you know her?

He's the guy
I see in dreams.

Who is he?

Federico García Lorca, a poet.

They assassinated him in 1936.

And what am I doing
dreaming of a dead man?

Did he tell you to call me?

Yes, but it is impossible,
it is the first time that I see him...

"My name is Federico.

Julian."

I see a woman running.

It's Maite, your wife.

Maite...

(CRY)

(MOANING)
Well, well.

I hope this calms you down.

It is done.

Have we been to Flanders or
have we not been to Flanders?

With worse wounds than
this we have fought.

But this one hurt
me more than any.

Two more inched to the right

and I would never have
seen my daughter again.

Alonso, you and I immediately
go to the Ministry.

To your orders, boss.
I will close the case.

-And I will help you.

(DOOR)

-How is the wounded man?

"Well, you didn't need me to
give you extreme unction."

-You have saved the king's
life, Spain is indebted to you.

No, leave it, we are even.

He would never have forgiven me for
killing the king in my presence.

And you have avoided it.
I have only done my duty.

When you recover,
can you accompany me to Italy?

I will need men of your
worth to recover Siena,

Milan and Naples.

It will be an honor,
maybe when I recover from this.

Well, I leave you.

I'm going to continue questioning
this son of a bitch of Lord Arthur.

Pacino...

It gives me that to that Lord Arthur I
will have to give the extreme unction.

Hey, what did you say
to the Duke of Alba?

It is very long to explain.

What kind of bad born

attempt on the life
of who saved yours?

What kind of creature
attempt the life of the man who saved his?

Spanish King...

will never be my king!

-He says that a Spanish
king will never be his king.

-What do you want us to do with him?

-Kill him.

-For me perfect.

Get it out of my sight.

Nothing will prevent our happiness.

Nothing.

(STORM)

No...

No!

(THUNDER)

-It is already sad that
for the king to drink,

the English must be
thrown out of a tavern.

-I would kick the
English out of England.

# It's easier for me to go,

# that I don't want love.

# as other loves
# I have in my land.

# Oh, God, from my land,

# take me from here,

♪ ay, that England
♪is no longer for me. ♪

-And that little song?

-It was invented by the
thirds that are destined here.

-Melancholy was always a
good seed for creativity...

(WHINNY)

-The doctor said he was wrong,

it was a false pregnancy.

-When will God stop punishing me?

-Without descent,
the alliance will die with you.

-I already know it,

but every day I have clearer that
Maria will not give me children.

-It's not the only one with royal blood.

You could propose to Isabel.

Whenever the queen's
health fails,

Of course,
of course.

-More graceful yes it is.
-Sure...

-And younger.

I could give you children.
-But Isabel is not a Catholic.

"Nothing you can't
convince her of in bed."

-It's not a bad idea.

-While you decide yes or no,

I would advise you to
put Isabel's life safely,

because here, as soon as someone's
die, starts the rolling of the heads.

-That's an even better idea.

-Excuse me for being
insistent, Amelia, but...

Do you really not want to
go back to the Ministry?

-Don't ask me, please,
you know I can't.

-You will always have
a place among us.

We need more people like you.

-There are missions
that tears apart my soul.

-I see.

Wow, I see that someone has had
the detail to give you a present.

Even in that,
I don't meet expectations.

-No, it's not for me,
it's a gift for Julián.

It is a book by Lorca,
he is the one who has saved him.

(NODS)

-In dreams.

Every time I think about
it, I get chills.

-Take care of Julián, please.

-I'll keep you informed.

Good luck.

(DOOR)

Thanks for joining me.
No, thanks to you for everything.

And for Lorca's book.
You're welcome.

It must be hard to remember
everything at once.

Yes.

"Amelia, I appreciate you a lot.

Is that really a lot?
The most possible.

But as a friend."

And what were you
remembering now?

Once that I screwed up
very much.

We have already arrived.

Yes, we have arrived, yes.

(HESITATING BOTH)

Good luck.

(SIGHS)

Good luck.

Well, bye.
Sure.

-I came to say goodbye,

the situation in Flanders
requires my presence.

- Will you come back?

-With a condition,

that you don't kill Isabel.

If you do, Anglicans
will never forgive you.

And you will make her a martyr.

-I promise.

Tell Irene to come.

-She has returned to Castilla,
with his injured partner.

-How alone I remain.

(CRYING)

And for all that you
have known first hand,

this concoction is
called "bloody mary".

It could also have been
called "bloody Henry".

Or "bloody Torquemada",
no offense, of course.

Don't worry it's ok
there is nothing to forgive.

History is what it is.

Alonso, you're on leave.
Why are you not at home?

Well, I left the girl
with Grandma and...

and I wanted to know
how they had turned out

our friends Egmont and
the Grand Duke of Alba.

What an obsession, pal,
you could have asked him for an autograph.

What became of them?

Well Egmont tried
to convince the king

that he should negotiate and
withdraw the Inquisition;

Felipe accused him of high treason
and was executed in Brussels.

It was the Duke of Alba
who led the execution.

-I've never seen so much
friendship and so much camaraderie!

The obsession with power does
not know about those things.

What happened to the duke?

The king sent him to Flanders
and there, he messed it, big time.

So he banished him
along with her son.

Later, when he was 72 years old,

he sent to call him
to go to war together

in the battle for the
crown of Portugal.

-72 years?
That man couldn't even ride a horse.

At 72, the duke had strength
for that and for more.

Surely he went
to the king's call.

Yes, of course,
he said a wonderful phrase:

"You are the only king
of the earth who takes

out of prison a general
to give you another crown."

And he won the battle, right?
No,

the enemy troops withdrew
without a battle as soon they knew

that they were facing
the Duke of Alba.

-And the king forgave him?

-The duke, sick, asked permission
to return with his family,

but the king refused.

So he died alone in Portugal.
without saying goodbye to his family.

Oh, how much sadness.

And how much testosterone, sir.
(NODS)

Ah! And these corridors
with so many doors?

(HISS) Don't speak too loudly,
They'll catch us.

I already knew that we
were going to meet again.

Well, in dreams I've already seen you.
And I to you.

Although sometimes I don't know
what's dream is and what's real.

The same happens to me.

First of all,
I have to tell you one thing.

Federico, don't go back to Granada,

they will kill you
when the war starts,

on August 18, 1936.

But how can you know that?

Come on, otherwise
you won't believe me.

(GUITAR)

Have we traveled through time?

Let's say it was a dream.

(MUSIC)

# The dream flows over time,
# floating like a sailboat,

# floating like a sailboat.

# No one can open seeds
# in the heart of the dream,

♪ in the heart of the dream. ♪

That is my poem.

So long after,
Spain remembers me?

So...

I have won,
they have not.

That's it, Federico,

that's.

# In the heart of the dream.

♪ In the heart of the dream. ♪

Let's leave things as they are.

# On the same column
# embraced dream and time,

# embraced dream and time,

# cross the child's wail
# the old man's broken tongue,

# the old man's broken tongue.

# The dream flows over time,
# floating like a sailboat,

♪ floating like a sailboat. ♪

Ladies and gentlemen,
I have good news and bad news.

The good news is that Don Julián
Martínez returns to work with us.

Thanks, thanks.

And the bad...
- "Las Meninas" have disappeared.

-Picasso is not
painting the "Guernica".

You can jeopardize the mission
by mixing the personal stuff,

Do you understand that

I thought you were the
expert on these issues.

Only one genius can
convince another genius.

And you have already done it once.

Good afternoon,
Don Pablo,

we came to Interview you for
the magazine "Art and health".

Spaniiards.
Yes.

-And very much Spaniards.
-Well, let's have a drink.

Who is that woman?
Joséphine Baker, the queen of Paris.

I already met another Lola Mendieta
and she was not very trustworthy.

Bitch is your fucking mother!

Great.

Clara Campoamor?
We know each other?

What the hell is she doing here?

-One of two:

or the fucking butterfly
is back, as you say,

or the thief of "Las Meninas"...
-Is a time traveler.

(SPEAKS IN ANOTHER LANGUAGE)

Hands up!
Where I can see them!

You have always been
very suspicious, Lola.

Lola!

Okay, and now how the
fuck do we rescue Lola?