All language subtitles for Che.Part.One.2008.iNTERNAL.1080p.BluRay.x264-MARS

Translate, boy.
What did she say?

Could you say something
into the microphone?

One, two, three...

Do what you want, but don't
mess with the Americans.

It's pretty simple.
All we have to do...

is organize a coup.

What did Batista do? He led a
coup and took power in one day.

The main issue is to control power.
The rest is nonsense.

It's not about taking power, but
knowing what to do with it.

- That's right.
- And that coup must be based on principles.

Let's eat. Fidel is late.

Argentine! Could you
give me a hand?

It's not about making concessions
but establishing conditions.

- Sorry I'm late.
- It's about time!

Good evening. Sorry I'm late.

This is Ernesto.

- The Argentine doctor.
- Pleased to meet you.

- My pleasure.
- Let's eat!

Twenty percent of all Cubans
are permanently unemployed.

1.5 percent of the landowners
control 46 percent of the land.

Half the population has no electricity.
Over half live in bohíos.

Sorry, what's a bohío?

What's a bohío in Argentina?

A shack.

37 percent can't read or write.

Infant mortality is
through the roof.

What's more...

while the thugs of
the dictatorship...

gun down anyone
who speaks out...

most corrupt officials...

steal hundreds of millions of
dollars from the public treasury...

and deposit it into US.
and European banks.

It's the same in all Latin
American countries.

In the last few years...

the balance of payments between the US.
and Cuba...

has been favorable to the US.
By one billion dollars.

What does this mean?

That this poor
Caribbean island...

is helping to support the economy of the
most developed country in the world.

As Martí used to say, if the U.S.
takes Spain out of Cuba...

then we would have
to take out the US.

Do you have a boat?

Money?

Not yet.

Fighters?

We've smuggled 30 into Mexico.
We'll get some more.

Do you think I'm crazy?

A little.

Well...

some craziness is good.

Fidel had extraordinary faith...

that once we left for Cuba,
we would make it there.

And that once we made it
to Cuba, we would fight.

And that in fighting,
we would win.

And so it was that in November
of '56 we left Mexico...

in a leaky boat with
82 men on board.

And of those 82, only 12 would
survive to witness our victory.

Murderer! Assassin!

Get out of Cuba, Che! Murderer!

Well, from this point forward,
we experienced ten bitter days.

The only way I could walk was to
hold myself up with the trees...

or by leaning on my rifle butt.

As if that weren't enough, I was
traveling with a soldier...

who panicked every time
my asthma made me cough.

Soldiers! Soldiers are coming!
There's a lot of them!

They're going to kill us!
We have to hide!

That's Epifanio's house!

Close the door.

Where's Fidel?

My name is Ernesto Guevara.
What's yours?

Jorge Sotus, why?

I have orders from Fidel to
command you and your men...

and lead you to where he is.

Where are you from?

Argentina.

I don't trust anyone. I'm the
only one leading these troops.

Frank País said to deliver these
men to Fidel, personally.

Listen! We'll stop
for five minutes.

Sit down, everyone.

Hey, what's going on?

- Fidel is coming!
- Go and tell the doctor.

- Stand up, come on!
- Fidel is coming.

Stand up.

Come on, up! Grab your rifle.

Finally!

Good to see you.
Are you alright?

This is Epifanio.

Am How am you?

Very good.

Camilo.

- How was your vacation?
- Vacation? What vacation?

Almeida.

Hello, Ramiro.

- Hi, Vilma.
- Good to see you.

Vilo.

Hello, Celia.

Thank&

Listen.

Fidel wants to talk to you about
what happened with Sotús.

Let him speak.

If you say something, it
could sound defensive...

and he's not going to like that.

I left you in charge
of the reinforcements.

I don't have anything
against Jorge Sotús...

but how can you let someone with no
experience take charge of the troops?

You still have this complex about
being foreign, and it's pointless.

You trained with us...

you came in the boat with us, you
were wounded fighting with us.

You are as Cuban and
revolutionary as everyone here.

We are forming three columns.

Raul will lead the first one.

Almeida will be in charge
of the second one.

And Jorge Sotús will
command the third one.

I did all my studies,
finished high school...

then I worked as a mechanic
for two or three years.

I then delivered milk around the area.
Also worked as a boxer.

And in a circus, working as a
magician, among other things.

In a circus? How old are you?

Twenty.

- Who gave them to you?
- The one and only Celia Sánchez!

He looks like John Wayne.

- A cowboy from the wild west.
- The Little Cowboy.

That's it: “The Little Cowboy”!

Little Cowboy! Little Cowboy!

The army keeps moving up
and down the road, Fidel.

It would be pretty easy to
hunt a couple of patrols.

- We must be patient.
- I agree, it would be easy to do.

- We could do it fast and safely.
- No, listen a second.

If we attack one
of the trucks...

then the army would say it
was a crash on the road.

But if we launch a full attack
on the Uvero barracks...

it will be impossible for
them to deny our victory.

It will have a huge psychological impact.
Do you understand?

Sotús isn't in position...

but he can't move because
it's getting light out.

I don't know about the others.
It's hard to see because...

Fuck, I missed!

Get down!

I have a saint watching over me!
He protects me from everything!

Are you okay?

- It's my arm and leg.
- Stay calm.

Don't fall asleep.

In War and Peace, Tolstoy remarks
that military science assumes...

that the bigger the army,
the stronger it is.

On the other hand, only
vaguely do they recognize...

that during military combat the
final strength of an army...

is also its true physical capacity
66 ” multiplied by one unknown x.

This "x" is none other than
the spirit of the troops...

measured as their greater or lesser
desire to fight and confront danger.

Men with the desire to fight who also
understand why they are fighting...

regardless of who
they are fighting...

whether under the command
of military geniuses...

or those of normal
intelligence...

fighting with clubs or machine guns
that fire 30 rounds a minute...

men who will put themselves in the most
advantageous conditions for fighting...

they will triumph.

Light this up! Come on!

What are we going to do, now?

Take the barracks.

Come on!

Take this, motherfuckers!

From then on, Batista began shutting
down his Sierra Maestra barracks.

And Fidel was right.

It was exactly as
José Martí said...

whoever takes the Sierra
Maestra, takes Cuba.

On our side, six comrades are
dead and 17 are wounded.

Of the 17, six can't walk.

- How is Almeida?
- He's fine. He's being treated.

Get the prisoners.
They're coming with us.

Excuse me, doctor.

I have no experience in
this kind of situation.

There's a man over
there who is choking.

Okay, guys, we got to get out of here.
Come on, they're coming.

Let's go, guys.

Leave that.

You're okay. Help him.

Che, we have to leave right now.

Hey, shithead. Leave that.

We have to go! Come on!

Israel Pardo's farm is not far.

- Ernesto can take the wounded there.
- No.

When they recover...

we can meet up with you later.

That could be very dangerous.

They're going to flood
this area with troops now.

We don't have a choice.

Let's think about it.

Anyway, give him
the best weapons.

A real revolutionary goes
where he's needed...

it may not be
directly in combat.

Sometimes it's about
doing other tasks...

finding food, dressing wounds,
carrying comrades for miles...

and then, taking care of them until
they can take care of themselves.

This is what it means.

I always knew why
I was fighting.

But I can tell you...

that it was during the
March of the Wounded...

in June of 1957...

that I became the
fighter I am today.

And once that happens, it
leaves you only one path.

I don't have any
plans to retire.

It's infected.

We'll have to leave
it uncovered.

I have to walk
with my ass naked?

Fuck!

(Vilo smells something.)

Let's pick some guavas
before going back.

Stop there, buddy.

What are you two doing here?

- We're from here.
- What's your name?

- Israel.
- Israel what?

Israel Pardo.

- What's his name?
- He's my brother, Guile.

- Ernesto Guevara.
- Did we scare you?

Guile.

Good, man, good.

We have to take him
to a hospital.

Give me a swig.

Can we trust anyone to
take him out of here?

Difficult.

Soldiers tell people that the rebels
kill them and steal their food.

My mother is from here and
my father came from Haiti.

When he met my mother...

we moved to a farm that
belonged to Juanito Echevarría.

He gave us a piece of
land to grow coffee.

But we had to clear it
and plant the seeds.

And we had to give him
a third of our crop.

And one day Juanito
decided to kick us out.

When my father knew
he had to leave...

he stood in front of Juanito
Echevarría and said:

“I'll leave if you want,
but you have to pay...

you have to pay me for the four
years that I worked here.”

Do you know what Juanito Echevarría
paid us for four years of work?

100 pesos.

My old man got 100
pesos for four years.

Be careful.

Okay.

This is the bullet I
removed from your body.

You're a champ.

- I'm going to get better now.
- Yes.

Maybe a little powder.

If I don't work, I don't eat.
And you are on welfare.

Go back to work in Cuba.

What's the point of the U.N. if our
fate is determined by the O.A.S.

an organization that expelled us and
to which we no longer have ties?

Excuse me, Comandante.
Will you need me tonight?

Little boy, no one is so necessary,
or indispensable in this life.

Don't go thinking that
you are indispensable.

Go, do what you need to do.

I am going to give you
a little checkup...

beginning with your ears.
Is that okay?

Too much work and
not enough to eat.

Maria, try to eat meat
whenever you can.

- Alright?
- Thanks, doctor.

- Let's go, Laura.
- Good bye.

Mommy, that guy's a liar. He
says the same thing to everyone.

- Where does it hurt?
- Nothing really hurts.

I just came to see you because
I've never seen a doctor before.

Well, you've seen one now.
I'm here for you.

Excuse me.

Can I have your canteen,
so I can fill it?

Thank you, Guile.

Listen, Doctor.

I want to go with you all.

First you have to learn
to read and write, man.

I can learn.

Very good, Guile.

But I still can't take you because
I don't have a gun to give you.

But I don't care,
I want to help.

We need your help here.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- Where do you come from?
- From Bayamo.

All of you?

If you are armed, you can stay.

If you're not, you have
to leave right now.

Esteban, come here.

Man, didn't I tell you to
only bring men with weapons?

If we're attacked, how the hell are
they going to defend themselves?

Have you been drinking?

No.

Where did you get that from?

I found it.

Hey.

Listen, what's your name?

Cuervo.

How old are you?

Twenty.

They gave you a
tremendous shotgun.

They must like you.

If they liked me they'd
let me keep my rifle...

and not this stupid shotgun.

They would have made me
leader of a column...

and we would be fighting by now
instead of crossing these mountains.

With your permission, Doctor.

We were standing guard last night
but our relief never came.

- We stayed until six in the morning.
- We never found out where they were.

We try to follow the
rules, but it's not easy.

Hey, Joel!

Didn't you organize
the watch last night?

Yes, sir. Why?

Omar and Carlos were on watch for
four hours and relief never showed.

Those guys are stupid shitheads!

No, you're the only
shithead here.

Me? Why?

Ernesto, they should've found out
where their relief was sleeping.

- That's not my fault.
- What the fuck were you thinking?

That was your responsibility.

You organized the watch! You had
to guarantee the shift relief!

- Fuck!
- Yes, sir.

Tonight you'll stand
watch for four hours.

Stay focused!

It's ready, Che.

Esteban left to meet
Cuervo at the sentry post.

- When did he leave?
- Half an hour ago.

Those bastards are gone!

Bandera, come here.

Esteban and Cuervo took off.
We have to find both of them.

We're from Fidel's group.

We're looking for
food and money.

You can put the
money in this bag.

The Comandante here wants
to talk to your daughter.

We searched all over...

but nothing.

Alright.

Well, it's impossible to
defeat imperialism...

without identifying its head,
the United States of America.

In a capitalist system, most
people live in an invisible cage.

For example, there you accept the
myth of the self-made man...

without understanding that the
opportunities of most people...

are determined by forces
they do not even see.

This is ugly.

I want the vanguard a hundred
meters ahead of us at all times.

We should bury them.

Because yours is the kingdom, the
power and glory forever and ever.

Amen.

Locals say there's a terrible battle
in the Estrada Palma military base.

They say Raul is wounded and that
the army is coming toward us.

Forget about it.
We're surrounded.

The only way out of here...

is to cut through El Turquino.

I'm ready to take the mountain.

That was a good party.

Vilo.

- He says he wants to talk to you.
- I'm sorry.

The problem is that one of your men
who says he is Lalo Sardiñas...

is down there with a
group of rebels...

and if a patrol arrives...

they're going to burn my
shack, and kill my family.

And that can't happen! No way!

Pleased to meet you. My
name is Ernesto Guevara.

- What's your name?
- Emilio Cabrera.

Emilio, don't worry. No one
is going to touch anything.

Vilo, tell people to get ready,
they're about to meet Fidel Castro.

No, now listen to me.

Raul wasn't really wounded. We were
the ones surrounding the army.

And those bastards escaped.

Boy!

Come on, motherfucker.
Give me a hug.

How are you?

Here.

- Where did you get those peasants?
- Those are my troops, man.

They're working out all right.

I don't speak out loud because
they'll get big heads.

We've missed you.

Some coffee?

Hey, Joel.

Fidel asked me why I hadn't
made you lieutenant.

I told him because you didn't
know how to read or write.

Well, I want to learn.

But I need someone to teach me.

Then get a pencil and a
pair of notebooks...

and put them in your backpack.

Look, Che.

This is the new recruit I
wanted to introduce to you.

Dr. Martinez Péez.

Pleased to meet you.

I have a present here.

From now on...

I stop being the medic
to become a guerrilla.

What, are you
giving up your job?

Yes, sir.

- Who are they?
- Chibás and Pazos.

They're signing an agreement.

What agreement?

A political alliance.

I would say that the only conflict we had
was with Fulgencio Batista and his allies.

We differed in our tactics.

They wanted to oust Batista
with a general strike...

and we wanted to overthrow
him with an armed struggle.

And as you can see our method proved
effective for removing Batista.

All right, gentlemen.

The provisional
government, first...

will free all political
prisoners, civilian and military.

Second, it will guarantee freedom of
information for the radio and press...

and individual and political rights
established in the 1940 Constitution.

The provisional government will also
establish terms for the Agrarian Reform...

leading to the distribution
of public lands.

Have a good trip.

Excuse me, Fidel.

I can't understand how you can
meet with those clowns...

and much less, how you can
make an agreement with them.

They're fighting against
the same enemy we are.

No, you're fighting,
they're negotiating.

They have lots of
followers, Ernesto.

People I can't
afford to turn away.

Let's see how it goes.

But I'm sure that if
we win the war...

those guys will hand the
keys over to the US.

Listen, when this war is won, no
one's handing any keys to anybody.

I'll guarantee you that.

Come here, I need you to
sign something for me.

It's a letter of
condolence for Frank País.

They killed his
brother in Santiago.

They killed his brother?

Sign as “Comandante.”

Sign as “Comandante.”

I'm forming a new column on the
eastern side of Mount Turquino.

You'll have three captains...

Lalo Sardiñas...

Ramiro Valdés...

and Ciro Redondo.

You have to wear out
Mosquera's troops...

harass them constantly.
Don't let up on them.

Don't even let them breathe!

You cannot give them a break.

I want you to establish
a base at El Hombrito.

Got it?

No one can leave a wounded
comrade on the battlefield.

Right?

If any of you leave weapons behind
during battle or anywhere else...

you'll have to go
back for it, alone.

And if anyone falls asleep on guard
duty, he won't eat for three days.

Is that clear?

Thank you, Ciro.

I want to say something else...

to make myself clear.

We respect the peasants...

so no one is allowed to
touch their harvest...

or mess with them...

or their families.

If anyone does...

he will be punished to the full
extent of the revolutionary code.

Luis!

Come here.

Here you go. Take care of it
like it's your girlfriend.

Thank you, Comandante.

Do you need help, Comandante?

No.

- Gustavo.
- Yes, Comandante.

Take your math notebook
out and do some work.

I'm exhausted, Comandante.

Okay.

Love.

Let me tell you something at the
risk of sounding ridiculous.

A true revolutionary is guided
by great feelings of love.

Love of humanity,
justice and truth.

It's impossible to conceive of
an authentic revolutionary...

without this quality.

Don't move, asshole!

- Please don't shoot!
- Freeze!

I'm a doctor.

Che, they're shooting mortars!

How many men are in your troop?

One hundred forty.

Under whose command?

Merob Sosa.

- Mortars!
- Let's go.

- Tell me.
- Ramiro.

Go back and keep shooting until
Lalo Sardiñas squad has passed.

We'll do a second
line of resistance...

up there, on the hill,
200 meters away.

- See you.
- Let's go, gentlemen.

That's Gustavo!

No, Roberto! Roberto!

Friends? It would be very difficult.
It would take many years.

By this I mean with the US.
government...

because we have nothing
against the American people.

There's not even a trace of hatred in
our country for the American people.

Comandante, there's
a page missing.

- How is this possible?
- The fourteenth.

Here is the page. It's torn out.

Excuse me, Comandante.

There's a small problem.

What did he say?

Hector, you go with Pedro and the
Cuban delegation in the second car...

and I will go in the first car.

I think I should go with you.

I didn't ask your opinion.

Comandante, with
all due respect...

I came here to protect you.

And I'd like you to give me
that opportunity, at least.

- That way we'll die together if...
- No one is going to die.

Traitor!

Go away! Traitor! Murderer!

Not only did you desert
with your weapon...

and terrorize the area,
stealing from the poor...

in the name of the Revolution...

but also, because
of your betrayal...

peasants were tortured and
murdered by Batista's army.

Why, Esteban?

The punishment for
treason is death.

And you...

boasted of your authority as a
messenger for the Rebel Army...

and passing yourself off
as Comandante Almeida...

you raped Juan Carlos
Estévez's daughter...

a teenager...

and this also deserves
the death penalty.

Bring him here.

Would you like a sip of rum?

Roberto, give him a swig.

Do you have a last wish?

Let me confess to Father Chávez.

We can't bring you the priest.
He's far away; we have no time.

- Something else?
- Then give me another swig.

Give him another.

Ready.

Aim.

Make sure everyone knows I
asked for my last confession.

Fire!

Mr. President, fellow delegates:

The world has developed a great
deal in this political arena...

but American imperialism,
above all...

has led people to believe
that peaceful coexistence...

is the exclusive right of the
world's most powerful nations.

Cuba, my fellow delegates,
free and sovereign...

with no chains tying
it to anyone...

without foreign investments
in its territory...

free from occupant military bosses
determining political status...

can stand tall at
this assembly...

and demonstrate the correctness of
the cry with which it was baptized.

Free territory of America!

The United States intervenes in Latin
America claiming they defend freedom.

One day this assembly will
acquire enough maturity...

to demand equal
rights for blacks...

and Latin Americans
living in this country...

as they awaken from the long, brutal
sleep to which they've been subjected.

We need to say here...

something that is a known truth.

And this is a truth we have
always presented to the world.

Executions? Yes,
we have executed.

We execute, and we'll continue
to execute when it is necessary.

Our fight is a fight to death.

These are the conditions
in which we live...

because of the imposition
of American imperialism.

Good morning.

How are you, doctor?

- Good.
- And my brother?

Very good.

- What's your name?
- He's Enrique, my brother.

We're from Remedios.

We worked for the 26th
of July Movement.

My brother and I,
with a group...

tried to burn down the stable
at the town barracks...

but one of the soldiers
identified my brother...

so we came here to find Fidel.

- What's your name?
- Rogelio Acevedo.

- How old are you, Rogelio?
- Sixteen.

- And you?
- Fourteen.

Sixteen and fourteen.

I can't accept you,
you're too young.

- What are you here for?
- Same reasons as you.

Is that so? Very good.

Do you know how to
read and write?

No.

Raise your hands, the ones who
know how to read and write.

So you know how to
read and write?

Yes, Comandante. I made
it through sixth grade.

We are not here in the middle of
the mountains just to fire guns.

A country that doesn't know
how to read and write...

is easy to deceive.

Since none of you
have weapons...

I'm picking only eight of you.
The rest will have to go.

This is no piece of cake,
we're here to fight.

We won't eat for days. We'll
sleep on the ground in the rain.

We're risking our lives here.

Is that clear?

- Yes.
- Is that absolutely dear?

Sure?

Good. You will be a teacher.

And the rest will learn from her. You
came here to fight and to learn.

Okay?

And you?

- Come on, boys, you gotta go.
- No.

Fuck no. You have to go.

If I have to go back to Remedios
I'd rather shoot myself.

Me, too.

My God.

- Are you listening?
- Let's go, man.

Let's get moving.

Come on.

Wait, wait!

You can't do that, man.

Stand up! You're
stopping the column!

- Hold my gun.
- Let's go.

The next letter is...

No? Look

Here. Yello...

Excuse me, Che. He says
he needs to talk to you.

What's going on?

Comandante, Camilo calls me a
bad word every time he sees me.

- What bad word?
- Something rude I don't like.

Go and get Camilo. Like what?

I don't want to be a bother, but I'm
a man who shouldn't be disrespected.

Everyone is laughing
and making fun of me.

I don't really understand what
he's saying, but I don't like it.

What's going on, Comandante?

Albertico.

What's the story?

Okay, friend, now tell me what
Camilo's been saying to you?

He calls me “vanilla piss”.

Ventriloquist, man,
ventriloquist.

- That's not a bad word.
- But it sounds bad. I don't like it.

A ventriloquist is someone who
talks without moving his mouth.

- Why are you calling me that?
- Yes, Camilo, why?

Because he's a good
messenger and he's...

always popping up with
information, and...

he reminds me of a ventriloquist
puppet that moves like this.

Albertico, it's not a bad word.

It's not an insult, man.
I say it with affection.

- He's a very good "manger."
- Really?

No, it's true. He's doing things
really well. He's always there.

Yes, he is.

You wanna play ball, Che?

Today is a perfect day to
abandon the guerrilla movement.

Another chance like this may
not come along for weeks.

Let's see.

Anyone who'd like to leave
this column, step forward.

Stand up there.

Come on, the quitters
and the horses' asses!

Stay there.

I'm not leaving because I'm scared.
I have a pain and...

You are a moron. Shut up.

- My mother is sick.
- You are a moron!

You'll have to give back everything
that belongs to the column.

You're a bunch of cowards.

You have 30 minutes
to get out of here.

If we find you, you're deserters.
Israel, Roberto, take them out.

Dickhead, aren't you
leaving with them?

Another faggot.

Anyone else?

So, did you grow balls?

We can still stand
a little bit more.

You already behaved
with dignity...

but you have no chance of
adapting to this warfare.

Okay, I'll make an exception.

I'll let you take your things with
you, I'll give you a guide...

and 10 pesos to each of you.

Comandante.

I think you should
forgive me in advance...

as I know you will not like
what I'm going to say.

If we joined the troops, it
wasn't to go back humiliated.

We prefer, and I
speak for both...

to die on this mountain rather
than return home as failures.

We'll make the maximum effort
even if it costs our lives.

This is the last straw.

While the strong grow
weaker and leave...

these snot-nosed kids
get more courageous.

Is there any logic here?

The important ones aren't the ones
who leave, but the ones who stay...

and the ones who will
join us in the future.

Listen to me.

Comandantes Raúl and
Almeida will come with me.

They will open the second and
third front with their columns.

Camilo...

will replace Sardiñas
as your new captain.

Damn.

Look how generous
the Revolution is.

Individualism, the isolated
action of a person...

alone in a social environment,
must disappear from Cuba.

It's very easy to claim
that in capitalism...

the individual has the
option to satisfy...

or to express true human nature.

A child has one toy
and wants two...

that child gets two
and wants four.

This is human nature, isn't it?

But when a whole society
behaves in that same way...

or when it becomes a monopoly
oppressing the less fortunate...

is that human nature?

It is then that one has to
stand up and do something.

Yes, of course...

we are individuals...

who have accepted the challenge
and the responsibility...

to lead in the name of
society as a whole.

Long live free Cuba!

Will they have much
time to respond?

Each one will have ten minutes.

- From the podium?
- No, from the floor.

- And my rebuttal?
- Ten minutes.

- Also from the floor?
- No, from the podium.

My government has
nothing to do...

with the fact that every day...

in Cuban circles, to bolster the
illusions of the Cuban people...

they announce the formation
of invading brigades...

armed with revolvers...

and small-caliber weapons
to confront an army that...

according to the declarations
of their leaders...

has at their disposal, the
most modern nuclear arms.

Absolutely false are
the accusations...

that acts of genocide are
being committed in Venezuela.

Moreover, it is simply
absurd and intolerable...

that a Cuban representative...

dares to make judgements about
Venezuelan sovereignty...

the unique and exclusive patrimony
of the Venezuelan people...

a truly free people...

which has a democratic
government...

with elections whose legitimacy
are known to the entire world.

The tragedy of the
Cuban Revolution...

lies in not having known how to
institutionalize this great movement...

into an administration with
legal rights in the Americas.

The greatest flaw
of their leaders...

is that they suffer from excessive
vanity which blinds them...

and prevents them from
observing past examples...

which are typical of America...

like the Mexican
Revolution in 1910.

I, who lived many years
of my youth in Cuba...

and who perhaps feels
more than Che Guevara...

that there has been
enough suffering...

and pain for the Cuban people.

In my brief reply to your capricious
intervention into Panamanian issues...

I'd like to finish
by saying to you...

"don't defend me, compadre."

Vilo!

Take the sick to the shelter!

To the shelter! Take
them to the shelter.

Don't run. Don't run.

Hurry up!

Come on!

One, two, three.

Polo. Take the prisoners to
your house and keep them there.

Polo. Make sure no one mistreats
them, verbally or physically.

- Understood, Roberto?
- Sure.

Come on, walk!

Che!

They killed Ciro. They
shot him in the head.

We couldn't recover his body.

May I talk to you
for a second, sir?

They were very well organized.

- More than we expected?
- Much more.

They have a school, hospital,
printing press, a power plant.

They must have been here months.

What do you want me
to do with this?

Torch it.

I need you to go to
Minas del Frío...

and create a training camp.

What for?

I want you to be personally in
charge of the new recruits.

What about my column?

Ramiro can take
your place for now.

You know we're days
away from an attack.

- I don't understand.
- This is more important.

It makes sense, teach.

Who can do that better than you?

Tell me. No one, man.

Look, when this is over...

Cuba and the revolution
will need you even more.

Even if I had a
different opinion...

even if I felt I had
been demoted...

I knew Fidel had his reasons.
You can be sure of that.

Yes, that's why Fidel
backed the General Strike.

But he always made
it really clear...

that we were the only ones
capable of defeating the enemy.

After the failure of the
General Strike of April 9th...

there was no more doubt.

The 26th of July Movement was the
only group that could defeat Batista.

That's what a leaders does.

He convinces people
to share his vision.

You've proved one
thing to me for sure:

I'd rather face a soldier
than a journalist.

They see us rebels
as agitators...

people who want to gain prestige
by complicating Batista's life.

But we don't see
ourselves like that.

We see ourselves as a small army
that will become a bigger army...

Fidel has to be the Commander in
Chief of the entire rebellion.

But we have to propose
it with tact.

Our relationship with the Communist
Party still makes people nervous.

We raised funds by naming Fidel
as leader of our revolution.

Outside of Cuba, he's the only
recognizable figure we've got.

No one is saying that in the
plains they screwed up.

But what is clear in
the Sierra Maestra...

is that defeating Batista doesn't
assure the end of the dictatorship.

We also have to overthrow
Batista's army...

in order to prevent
another coup.

Being under the command
of the Soviet Union...

isn't any better than being under
the command of the United States.

Latour, you're still thinking
like a colonized person does.

Cuba won't be under
anyone's command.

Cuba is for the Cuban people.

I'll do everything I can with
the Stalinists from the PSP...

but I don't think it
will be worth it.

And we understand it, Faustino.

That's precisely why we
always want to include...

"Stalinists"?

From now on, the coordination
of the plains' militias...

will serve the needs of the
guerrillas in the Sierra Maestra.

Fidel Castro will become Commander
in Chief of all the armed forces.

Long live the Revolution!

I want to congratulate
you, Fidel...

because today you entered the path
of the greatest men of the Americas.

A path that...

will prove to the world...

it's possible to get to power
with an armed struggle...

supported by the people.

It's not only me, Ernesto.

It's all of us.

This wouldn't be possible
if I were on my own.

I want you to
organize a new front.

Once we start this offensive...

I want to take the war down from the
Sierra Maestra into the plains.

You'll have to unite all
the rebel factions.

We have to take control of Las Villas
Province, dividing the island in two.

Camilo's going to head in the same
direction, leading his own column.

There will be no
victory in Havana...

without victory in Las Villas.

Getting all the groups to work
together will be difficult, Ernesto.

So, I hope you have sharpened
your political skills.

And one other thing.

I know you are very reckless...

but you can't always put
yourself on the front line.

You are too important to us.

It's an order.

I want to respond to the
Nicaraguan delegate...

even though I did not understand
his argument about accent.

I believe he referred to Cuba...

Argentina and somewhat to
Russia of the Soviet Union.

In any event...

I hope the Nicaraguan delegate found no
North American accent in my speech...

because that would
be truly dangerous.

But one thing is for sure, we
don't commit assassinations...

like the ones being committed
right at this moment...

by the political police of Venezuela
who are called DIGEPOL...

if I am not misinformed.

This police force has committed
a series of barbarous acts...

executions, which is to
say: assassinations.

The Panamanian delegate...

who has been kind enough
to call me “Che”...

as I am called by
the Cuban people...

began speaking about the
Mexican Revolution.

While Cuba spoke about the North
American massacre in Panama...

the Panamanian delegation...

continued speaking in this vein,
without referring at all...

to that American
massacre for which...

the Panamanian government broke off
relations to the United States.

On to Mr. Stevenson. Regrettably,
he is not present here.

Mr. Stevenson again claims there
is no violation of the law...

that neither airplanes nor boats
leave from here and, of course...

that pirate attacks just happen.
They just come out of nowhere.

Due to the demands of imperialism, our
Prime Minister declared five points...

to secure peace
in the Caribbean.

And these are...

First:

A halt to the economic blockade and
all forms of commercial pressure...

imposed by the United States all
over the world against our country.

Second:

Halt all subversive
activities, such as...

the launch and distribution of arms
and explosives by air and water...

organization of
mercenary invasions...

infiltration of spies
and saboteurs...

and all actions carried out from the
territory of the United States...

or accomplice countries.

Third:

Halt all pirate attacks carried
out from bases located...

in the United States
and Puerto Rico.

Fourth:

Halt all airspace and
territorial water violations...

by US. aircraft and warships.

Fifth:

Withdrawal from the
Guantanamo naval base...

and return of Cuban territory
occupied by the US.

This great mass of humanity has said
“Enough!” and has stepped forward.

This march of giants will not stop
until true independence is won...

for which so many died in vain.

All of this, my
fellow delegates...

is the new stance of the
American continent...

a stance captured by the cry...

that is shouted every
day by our people...

as an expression of our
irrefutable decision to fight...

paralyzing the strikes
of armed intruders...

an outcry that counts the support
of all the people of the world...

and especially the socialist
camp headed by the Soviet Union.

This cry is “Homeland or death!”

Che!

That's Las Villas,
behind the clouds.

Camilo arrived a few weeks ago and
we put ourselves under his command.

Very good.

- I see you received our supplies.
- Yes, thanks.

Of all the groups
operating in the area...

the Communist Party was the
only one to send help.

I'm not surprised, Comandante.

Most of these groups are too
busy fighting each other.

Months ago, Menoyo broke from the
Directory, creating a Second Front.

Since then, each one has
carved out its own territory.

There's been open hostility
between the two factions.

Where does the 26th of July
Movement stand in all of this?

Recently, Menoyo met
with Víctor Bordón.

I think both groups...

are on the brink of an
armed confrontation.

We're ready to cooperate with
the 26th of July Movement...

in all military maneuvers.

We even agree with
agrarian reform...

as long as it's
done reasonably...

and brings in money.

Landowners should
be pressured...

to sell their idle
land to the peasants.

But it should be sold at cost.

Will you be the one
fixing the price?

How can a peasant with
no money buy land?

But, what do you want?
Just give it to them?

So they can destroy it
like they did in Mexico?

The owner of the land is
the one who works it.

Comandante, you have permission to
institute agrarian reform in the region...

but the Second Front will continue
to charge the land taxes.

Menoyo, the region belongs to us all.
What we have to do here is fight.

The only thing the
Directory won't do...

is any kind of deal with
Menoyo's Second Front.

We'll never do business
with that bunch of bandits.

We need to attack all the
army garrisons in the area.

But you can't attack
Güinía de Miranda...

because that zone is ours.

We have more experience and
more weapons than you do.

Do you think the Americans are just
going to sit and watch this happen?

No, man, listen.

We shouldn't be doing
things so openly.

So, you're one of those who think
we can make a revolution...

behind the backs
of the Americans?

No, man. A real revolution
cannot be hidden.

I can do more with the
400 rifles I have...

than you can with your
little bazooka...

and all the balls
your troops may have.

Look, Peña, the day I have to
take arms against my comrades...

will be the day I stop fighting.

If you don't take Güinía de Miranda
in five days, we'll do it ourselves.

I am Comandante Ernesto Guevara.

He is Comandante Ramiro Valdés.

And he is Captain Victor Bordón.

I just want to say three things.

First:

From now on, I am
the only one...

in charge of the
region of Las Villas.

Second:

We will enforce
strict discipline.

And third:

The fighting is
going to intensify.

Whoever is not ready to sacrifice
himself for his homeland...

can leave his gun
on the ground...

and abandon the column...

immediately.

Fire.

Give it to me, dammit!

Homeland or death!

You're ready?

Thank you.

Tell Oltuski the money
will be put to good use.

Will do.

Excuse me.

The police are looking for me in
Santa Clara and want to arrest me.

I need to stay here. I'm
not going anywhere.

Well, you can stay and
work in the infirmary...

because we don't allow
people to just hang around.

I want you to know that
for the last two years...

I've been working in the
clandestine movement.

I've been taking weapons, bombs, and
fugitives all across the province.

I think that gives me the
right to become a guerrilla.

Okay.

We've started taxing...

some of the largest landowners.

I need someone to
collect the money.

You can start with that
and then we'll see.

Thank&

Ramiro.

- The girl here will collect the taxes.
- Okay.

We were finally working
with the other groups.

It was like a wave.

When we arrived in the towns,
people received us with open arms.

And many of them even joined us.

True, but in reality,
that battle...

had been building steam...

for nearly 100 years.

When people hate their government,
it's not too hard to take a town.

One machine gun, 180 rifles...

and 9,000 rounds of ammunition.

Victor, we need you to
blow the Cabaiguán bridge.

The Cabaiguán bridge? Now?

Yes. Now.

How did it go?

I couldn't collect the money.

In Placetas, the police
are looking for me, too.

Rogelio!

Take the compeñeras
back to camp.

Wait a minute. With
all due respect...

I know these towns like the back
of my hand. Let me be your guide.

I already have a guide.

Don't worry. I know you're
going to stay with us.

Don't be like that.
Calm down, girl.

Don't worry.

Do you know Cabaiguán?

And tell Milián to
have his people ready.

We'll attack the garrison.

Perfect.

Che.

We have to give you
a tetanus shot.

No, it might trigger
an asthma attack.

Give me some aspirin.

Comandante, this is the Virgin
of Caridad del Cobre...

the patron saint of Cuba to
help your arrival in Havana.

I hope it helps us
arrive in Placetas.

Goodbye!

- How are you? Does it hurt?
- A little, but that's unavoidable.

Here, for your arm.

Thank&

Long live the Revolution!

Shit, Argentine. You
broke your paw?

- It's nothing. I fell off a roof.
- So, what happened?

- I just spoke to Fidel.
- And?

Santiago has almost surrendered.

Santa Clara is the only thing
standing between us and Havana.

Batista's throwing everything
he's got to Santa Clara.

That's why...

when you take Remedios
and I take Yaguajay...

we can then take Santa
Clara together.

Give me alight.

I know what I'm going to
do when we win this thing.

I'll put you in a cage...

tour the country and
charge admission.

We'll be rich, man!

What made you join the Movement?

Well, I was in college when Fidel
attacked the Moncada barracks.

When I read his defense plea,
“History Will Absolve Me”...

I knew he was the only one
who could take down Batista.

And that he would do it
fighting, and I liked that.

Does your family support you?

Of course.

My cousin was killed.

The brutality of the army intensified
after the general strike.

I think they got scared...

when they saw so many
people against them.

You don't look like a Communist.

- And what do Communists look like?
- Well, not like you.

We come in all colors.

Do you expect to stay in Cuba after
the success of the Revolution?

My wife and my daughter
are in Mexico.

I have to keep them in mind.

Of course.

I'm Lieutenant Pérez Valencia.

The rebel army...

is not what you have imagined.

Hand over your weapons and
no one will be injured.

Stay on the air, over.

Santa Clara hasn't
sent reinforcements.

It's a lost cause
for these people.

Attention, Che, attention.
Che, attention, Che.

Listen, could you resolve
the problem and follow...

the instructions, the instructions
you gave me with the man I sent...

so tell me if you understand,
understand, understand me. Over, Che.

Camilo, I hear you perfectly...

your record is broken, you
have to change it. Over.

How km; W“ you be h hunky? Over.

Three days, maybe a week. Over.

The more time you stay there...

the harder It will be here.
Camila. Over.

Don't dare to enter the city
without me, do you hear?

Camilo, it's fair to share
the glory sometimes. Over.

Sharing the glory is fine,
but with an Argentine...

don't do that to me.

Over and out, Che.

It's good to have you in Santa
Clara, Colonel Casillas.

The city's forces are
at your disposal.

Can those forces get
me some coffee?

The best beans in
the world, Colonel.

Sit down.

Santa Clara was all
they had left...

the only thing linking Havana
to the country as a whole.

We hadn't slept for days...

and the army outnumbered
us nine to one.

At that point, safely waiting for
Camilo seemed to us, more dangerous.

People of Santa Clara...

this is Comandante
Guevara speaking.

The enemy wants us
to live in fear...

but it is they who
should be afraid.

The situation of the military regime
is getting worse every day...

because their soldiers
don't want to fight.

Santa Clara...

if there has ever been a time
to fight for our freedom...

that time is now.

That moment has come.

I want air strikes...

all around the neighborhoods.

Torch those bastards!

He's dead.

Cover him with that sheet.

I need more help.

- Aleida.
- The situation is critical.

Talk to Camajuani and
ask for more doctors.

Yes?

Comandante, it's Rogelio
calling from the station.

Speak to me, Rogelio.

Comandante, we took
the train station.

Is it safe?

Good.

Go with 15 men to the train tracks
between Toscano and San Pedro...

and wait there.

Alright.

The tank is screwing us.

The machine gun doesn't
let us get closer.

For Guile and Ramiro.

- What's the highest position?
- The church at the end of the street.

Then you have to take the church,
you must take the church.

Of course, Comandante.

Go.

Hit it hard.

- How many houses do we have to cross?
- Five.

Little Cowboy, it's too many.

Hit it hard. Fuck. We have
to break it down now!

Get down, Little Cowboy.
You're going to get hit.

Stay here.

Aleida!

- What the fuck are you doing?
- The SIM is on the hotel rooftop.

They hit Little Cowboy.

Ta mayo. What happened?

They got Little
Cowboy, Comandante.

What happened to him?

We claimed a rooftop to
get a good position...

and then, he got shot in the head.
They killed him.

Take him to the medical station.

Ta mayo.

You are now in charge
of the suicide platoon.

Keep breaking the walls
until you reach the church.

They need to pay for this.

The rebels have surrounded the city and
our tanks can't cross the barricades.

Shit.

Get Havana on the phone.

Tell them to airlift
men from Cienfuegos.

We're going to secure this city
neighborhood by neighborhood...

and street by street.

Send a battalion.

Where are you going?

I don't want to fight anymore.
I'm tired of this.

Let me go.

Anyone else want to leave?

Cease fire!

Cease fire!

Tell your men to put
down their arms.

I'm not going to negotiate
with a subordinate.

You forgot to leave your gun.

- Give me that gun.
- Take your belt off.

I said I wouldn't negotiate
with a subordinate.

That's okay. This
isn't a negotiation.

Comandante.

I give you my word of honor that
if you let us return to Havana...

we won't fire another shot.

I believe your word of honor.

But I can't let those bullets kill
more Cubans. Here or anywhere else.

You have 15 minutes to convince
your men to surrender.

If not, you will be responsible
for any bloodshed.

Shit!

Send this box to
Camilo in Yaguajay.

Aleida, come here.

Call them on the telephone.

We agree to a ceasefire to
get our dead and wounded.

- I advise you to surrender.
- Over my dead body.

What's wrong with you?
Where are you going?

Your Colonel wants you
to fight to the death.

We don't want more
Cubans to die.

Give up your weapons...

and you will live.

Turn in your weapons!

Now!

Well.

The Colonel and I...

are going on a special mission
to check our positions.

Keep up the resistance until
I return, is that clear?

Whatever you say, Colonel.

Shoot anyone who tries to leave.

Who is this?

That's Sánchez, the
police captain.

We found torture instruments
in the station.

You know, I have an
idea to take the hotel.

Tell me.

Leave it to me.

Don't shoot, don't shoot!
We surrender!

Turn in your weapons!

Come on, hurry up!

Camilo took Yaguajay and he and
his troops are heading this way.

W e lust heard the
news on the shortwave.

It looks like Batista
abandoned the country.

Yes, sir. Right now.

It's General Cantillo
calling from Havana.

Okay, leave.

Yes, General?

I'm negotiating directly with the US.
ambassador.

I'm in command of the army now,
acting on behalf of Fidel Castro.

I authorize you to negotiate a
truce, but not to surrender.

You can't surrender under
any circumstances.

As you say, General.

Captain!

I need to talk to Guevara.

I've spoken to Fidel Castro. There's
been no deal with General Cantillo.

This is a revolution,
not a coup.

It's either unconditional surrender
or we'll take the garrison...

by force.

And you'll be responsible
for the bloodshed.

Be aware of the possibility that the US.
government will intervene...

militarily in Cuba.

If that happens, it would
be an even bigger crime...

as you will be supporting
a foreign invasion.

In that case, your only
remaining option would be...

for you to shoot yourself
for committing treason.

Mr. Guevara, I need to talk
with my superiors about that.

It's nineteen minutes past ten.

At eleven, I'll give the order
to attack using all our forces.

- Sir, may I return home to my family?
- No.

But we won the
Revolution already!

We only won the war, the
Revolution begins now.

Get all your things, we're
leaving for Havana tomorrow.

Aleida. You, too.

I'll need a guide.

- But I don't know Havana very well.
- Neither do I.

- This man wants to say hello to you.
- Thanks for all you've done for Cuba.

Not me - all of them.
All of them.

Get ready. We're leaving
for Havana tomorrow.

He told me he was heading to Havana
to participate in a military junta...

which was going to resolve the
problems of the Cuban people.

I told him murderers like him weren't
going to resolve anything anymore.

When I told him I was
bringing him to you...

he pissed in his pants.

He begged me to take
him to another chief.

What do you want me
to do with this guy?

Keep him as a prisoner of war.
He will be judged by a tribunal.

Comandante, place him
under special watch.

Sure.

- Son of a bitch!
- Bandit!

I can't see anything,
then I turn around...

and I see Roberto in the
jeep, holding the grenade...

with the pin still in it.

You're kidding.

So he's looking at me,
smiling, like I'm stupid.

But, when he came out of
the jeep I swear to you...

he stood up, acting
like a tough guy...

still holding the
grenade in his hand...

just like this, boy.

He could barely walk because his
knees were shaking so hard...

and suddenly, his eyes
went up and then...

he fainted with the grenade in his
hand with the pin still in it.

Good one!

Who has alight?

Not me.

Hey, this was mine!

- Gentlemen.
- So, then?

I'm going to the capital.
Thanks for everything.

- See you in Havana.
- Of course.

Ernesto.

- Take care.
- Yes, Che.

Don't worry, my man.

So then?

Are you coming with us?

Yes. Under one condition.

Which?

When we're done in Cuba...

you let me bring the Revolution
to all Latin America.

You, too, are a little crazy.

It's a thing that I haven't
seen anybody doing.

The rice is the most important
thing, if you take...

Comandante, do you need
my services tonight?

Son, you're killing me!

Did I make you angry with
what I said the other night?

I'm sorry, I don't know
what I was thinking.

No, son, you are loved,
as they say in Cuba.

- Thank you, Comandante.
- Do what you need to do.

Goodnight.

A symbol of what?

I can tell you one thing.
We were very aware...

that we represented the hopes
of the unredeemed America.

And all eyes - those of the oppressors
and those of the oppressed...

were fixed upon us.

I was thirty.

See you in Havana!

It's Rogelio.

Tell him to stop.

- What?
- Rogelio.

Yes, tell him to stop.

What are you doing
with that car?

I'm driving it to Havana.

Who gave you authorization?

I took it. It belonged to
one of the snipers, man.

Don't “man” me, Rogelio.

Even if it was Batista's,
this car isn't yours.

Go back to Santa Clara
immediately and give it back.

And then you will go to Havana
by bus, by jeep or on foot!

I'd rather walk than drive to
Havana in a stolen car. Let's go!

Unbelievable.