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I am Felipe, King of Spain.

Who are you?

How cool, how cool.

Do we praise ourselves?

What happens in an era, it stays in that era.

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, on the second right.

I've met a childhood friend

and he told me that he will be the protagonist

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

If Banderas doesn't get the part, Almodóvar will lose his fetish actor.

For 10 ducats, tell us comedy titles

of our failed Don Lope de Vega.

This is not your time and you can't 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 I imagined last night?

My problem right now it's not the deal, it's the money.

Since I did "Pepi, Luci, Bom", They say I make dirty movies.

If you give me a superficial woman's role,

I get the money for you.

Your Majesty, these two they are conspiring against you.

Don't drink again when you're on duty.

We'll infiltrate Lola's uncle there.

- And who is your uncle? - You.

Carolina, trust us, we can protect you.

You have your money to finance your movie.

And remember what we talked about.

I have to meet that ... Antonio Banderas.

Yes, what an obsession you all have with that boy.

Angel, what about those spots, man?

Since we can't change your past, we will change your future.

The king's speaking.

What do you want?

That you release my companions

and you attend what Amelia says to do.

And if I do not do it?

You will die as a child.

Don't you recognize me, Julián?

- Who are you? - I am Federico.

Julian! Wait for me!

Julian...

You don't exist.

You are only in 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 they travel together.

You're sketchy, Julian.

My name is Eulogio.

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

And I cannot do more for you.

You need someone of flesh and blood.

Sleep

Sleep

Call Amelia.

She will help you.

Amelia!

The Ministry of Time

Translated by Hunnenkoenig

Chapter 37

Palace of Woodstock, Oxfordshire England, 1554

Isabel I. of England

has been killed before becoming queen.

And we have to avoid it.

Do we pretend that we save the Queen of England?

That is exactly the mission.

Don't we just take care of our own history?

Isabel I. is part of the history of Spain,

Or don't you remember the Spanish Armada?

As if you could forget it.

Beside that, in this case,

her sister is married to Felipe II,

King Consort of England.

Ah, then very well.

The murder has changed history.

This happened yesterday: the Pope giving mass in London.

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

I mean, they will already have changed

the "fish and chips" to "chopitos".

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

BBC only does reality series with Andalusian housewives

and there is no Beatles.

- Do we know who killed her? - Everything points to her sister,

Maria Tudor, the reigning queen.

Isabel was Anglican and Mary Catholic like her grandmother Elizabeth.

But not the kind who turns the other cheek,

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

In five years of reign,

she sent almost 300 Anglicans to the stake

accused of heresy,

hence the nickname they gave her: Bloody Mary

Like in bloodthirsty.

That was later called Inquisition.

Mary was the one, who was a little crazy, right?

Madness was always a damn excuse

to remove the most competent women.

Ernesto, please.

Well, we know that Isabel was killed,

but we don't know the exact day or her motivation.

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

in the palace where she was watched over by Sir Henry Bedingfield.

Father Carranza, an agent of the Ministry,

visited her for confession.

Isabel was an Anglican,

but she was posing as a Catholic so they wouldn't kill her.

Well, Irene, Alonso and Pacino will go to London

on December 20, 1554.

A question: why isn't Lola here?

She asked for a few days leave for personal reasons.

Any problem, Alonso?

Yes I would like to be relieved from this mission.

Why?

My daughter has very bad nights,

the first teeth and such ...

And that I'm not going to help

to save the main enemy of Spain.

As you wish,

but you surely want to meet the Grand Duke of Alba.

And what does the Duke of Alba do in London?

Ensuring safety of King Felipe II.

No, not that, not that.

God bless.

Hello, how's it going? Good morning.

Yes thanks. This is good, very good.

Welcome, I am Father Carranza.

You are not from Cádiz by any chance?

- No, I am from Navarre. - Ah, ok.

-Well... Thanks, father.

You can call me Bartholomew.

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

And why would we do such nonsense?

You have to pay attention details,

you're supposed to come from the port of Bristol

and god knows it rains more here than when Noah built the arch.

Welcome to the delicious English weather.

-Majesty,

I present 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? -He is very happy about his arrival.

Well, not exactly.

Oops!

Oh dear, wish me luck.

I also retire,

sleep is the best that can be done in this country.

You should cheer up, Your Majesty.

What if we go on an excursion with our compatriots?

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

when you were young you enjoyed a lot reading it.

I would rather stay here.

If the king says we go, then we go!

Of course, yeah, yeah.

Not a single dream survives reality.

How beautiful these lands looked like

on the pages of "Amadis".

It does not 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 take it hot.

Hot?

Gross.

There is no day that I don't miss Spain.

How are things over there?

Well, it can be improved a lot, 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, he is very proud of you.

And then why are you treating me like a child?

My father is a captain in battles

and I have never struggled.

Our job is to fight, politics is like chess:

he who must never fall He is the king.

As a politician, my father is capable to convince the devil

to put out the flames of hell.

And San Pedro to turn them on again.

On the other hand, I haven't even managed the English to love me.

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

I have renewed the army.

What an idea you had, Your Majesty.

And what did I get in return? Hate.

When I was born, I did not know, I would be king.

But now I know that I am not worth to be one.

Don't get carried away by melancholy.

With this weather, it does not surprise me.

If you want, we can start the return trip.

No, we will spend the night here, in the wild.

I thought the place was not to your liking.

It is worse, what awaits me in the palace.

"El Mingo Revulgo",

These couplets... Do you want me to read them, Your Majesty?

24.

"Hold your herds to one hand they will shit on your head... "

"The goats and the sheep, and the worse, the Castilians".

You speak very well Castilian, Your Highness.

No, not very well.

I spoke 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 her exile, an injustice.

I never got over my father King Henry repudiated her.

Your father never overcame that the English people

loved her more than Boleyn Anna.

Do you know "The book of good love"?

Isn't it an indecent book?

A little.

Great.

As you wish, Your Highness.

Very good, great.

The factory "Widows and daughters of Folch" opens a teaching center for women

With all due respect,

I don't think you should open these schools for illiterate women

It does not do any good to your business.

I don't know.

But it is clear, that it is good for them.

But your mother is very worried.

And it's very costly.

Is the business doing bad?

No, no.

So I will have enough money to fire you for your impudence.

You have visit.

Sorry the trouble, Amelia,

but i bring a message from don Salvador.

- And it is very urgent. - I'm on my way imediately.

What do I do?

Look for another job.

How did you find him?

We received an alarm from 1943.

A hero of the Blue Division became an actor.

His name, Eulogio Romero.

But we have proof that it is our Julian.

And why do you have him in that room like a suspect?

Because he doesn't know that he's Julian.

He suffered a traumatic shock and he thinks he is this Eulogio.

He dosn't remember anything?

Only one person.

You.

He woke up screaming for you.

So here I am.

Nice dress.

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

- Oh, sure. - Hello Julian.

No you're wrong My name is not Julian.

Who are you?

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

And why did you call me?

Amelia ...

- You'd better go. - Why?

Because I'm scared!

I need to rest.

Rest, I will see you again tomorrow.

Sir...

I will need all the documentation that they have on Eulogio Romero.

You'll have them.

I will never forget the first time I saw her.

How ugly she was.

Holy mother of sweet Jesus.

Well, well, don't despair,

maybe if she wore the dresses of our women,

she would seem less old and skinny.

Although, to tell the truth,

a lot of beer is necessary to drink her pretty.

I have a reputation for being a hero, but the true hero is him.

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 one child can do that I influence this country.

Let me ask you a question, Your Majesty.

If your wife is that ugly,

- how do you comply? - Yes, how?

I think of other women,

for example one of her maids the one I saw naked in the river,

It was the first time I saw the buttocks of a woman.

Listen:

"If the armpits has a little wet

and she has girls legs and long the sides,

hip strap, small, arched feet,

such a woman is missing in every market. "

Spanish people...

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,

don't forget such a woman, remember its advantages."

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 started running away from my mind.

And what did you do, majesty?

I commissioned a painting from Titian.

The painter of love and of dreams.

I made him put Isabel's face on Danae.

Infallible.

Felipe is an excellent lover.

Well great, right?

Pray with me

Damn, let's see if I remember.

- When was she seen last time? - Four days before Christmas,

in the palace where she was overwatched by Sir Henry Bedingfield.

It's 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 clean England from infidels.

So, the king is married to his aunt.

That's right, Queen Mary is Carlos's, his father's cousine,

with whom he was also engaged.

- The wedding did not come to fruition. - Sure.

And he has to do what his father didn't do: having a child with her.

The debts are inherited, more than the color of the eyes.

And you have been many years fighting together?

So many that they seem to be 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 by the emperor, when we were children

to be the right and left arm of his son.

Then, 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 never saw him in person.

But I dreamt about him more than once.

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

nobody will remember you, you will not march in to 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

start going down the wrong path.

That wouldn't be the first time.

And what is the question?

If that would cost our lives,

would you be able to attack him?

Never.

I would die for him.

Without loyalty there is no honor.

However, they ...

they would not sacrifice a glass of their worst wine

to save the life of any of us.

Kings plant their thrones

over the bodies of thousands of dead soldiers.

Thanks for staying with me.

When it gets dark and I'm alone I'm scared.

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 sibling.

Ask Abel about that matter.

I only trust Felipe, the father of my son.

They are Ana and Juanito, my family.

Do you know what happened to them?

They arrived in Mexico.

Within a few years, Ana got the nullity of your marriage

and got married with a university professor.

They had another son, Eulogio was his name.

Do you know who it is?

No.

Is Ana.

With her granddaughter Guadalupe, in Mexico City in 1983.

Again?

Again this topic that we are in the future?

Look, Amelia, if it's even your real name,

If you think you're going to break me

trying to make me crazy or something like that,

you're wrong.

Alright.

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

Your first wife Her name was Teresa

you had two children, Rosa and Juan.

They died in Águilas, Murcia,

in a bombardment during the Civil War, right?

Who are they?

Who is that guy with my family?

The real Eulogio Romero.

It is a montage.

Remember your son'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 won't find anything else than the photo in your wallet.

Thanks for being with me.

Get everyone out!

More executions?

Among those catholics who were executed by your father

and among the Anglicans executed by you there were no English people.

Speak to me in your mother's language and my grandmother's Juana,

Isabel and Fernando,

whose seed we both come from.

If it is your wish, I will save them all.

At last.

I have dreamed that it is a boy.

Are you pregnant?

England will have a Catholic king

and we will finally achieve our goals.

We will announce the good news to all the world.

You must end your feud with your sister Isabel.

She will no longer be the heir to the throne,

she is no longer a danger.

Right now we have to have the support of everyone.

You must go right away to save Isabel,

the queen has commanded Bedingfield to murder her sister.

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

Exactly.

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 her future son who,

by the way, according to history, never was born.

And nobody wanted to kill Isabel in 1554 and yet here we are.

We go in parts, The most important is to save Isabel now.

I accompany you,

I know the way and I know Oxfordshire Palace.

- Yes? - Angustias.

- Hello Irene, what do you need? - I need you to do me a favor,

you have to bring me a pregnancy test.

A pregnancy test? Is it for you?

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

How can you send it to me?

Well you know the paperwork we have to do here

even for buying a thimble.

Okay, do not worry, I will buy it.

- Thank you. - Goodbye.

Stop! Stop!

"Stop, in the name of love".

How I envy knowing languages.

God, I'm getting crippled by this rush.

"Confession time".

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

Oops.

Dude, not that it was a Chardonnay.

Are you going to continue lying about my past?

I'll keep trying ro make you remember who you are.

Eulogio Romero, end of story.

Can I go back to the infirmary?

On one condition: you tell me why did you shout my name.

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

But it won't be because Amelia does not make an effort.

She's like Colombo.

How do you say "whim"?

Whim.

I have a craving for those fruits of the Indias all day.

Irene!

Irene!

- Irene! - Huh...

- Irene! - Huh...

Irene!

- Angustias! - Excuse me, father.

Thank you.

I brought this for Irene.

Angustias, how long.

A few centuries, yes.

The last time was ...

Not much just when the king Carlos died, I warned him that he was dying.

- You want confession? - No no thanks.

To be honest, the king, I already ...

- I already confessed to my pillow. - Excuse me,

I thought I could come sooner. Did you bring it?

Oh, thank goodness.

- Thank you. - You are welcome.

- Goodbye father. - Goodbye.

- Have a nice confession.

Quick, lets go!

Angustias...

This is disgusting, please.

My goodness, what a contraption, It seems like a fable.

What the fuck is this?

I told you, worse than cow piss.

By 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, were you ever afraid?

Forever.

Do you know what color fear is?

The same color as prudence.

Isn't that the guy from the carriage, the one who asked the king for mercy?

And that he would be dead if it was not for him.

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

Me too.

Remember that you must keep calm, that is an order.

- Forget about the order! - To me Tercios, protect the king!

Do you recognize him?

He is a spy.

Impersonated a magazine photographer,

I gave him a good beating.

And he, do you know who he is?

No, tell me.

The Undaunted

He was our first mission.

We traveled to 1808 to save him

and make sure that Spain won the war of Independence against Napoleon.

He is The Undaunted.

- Who? - You do know who he is, right?

Yes, yes, but it'S better if you tell.

- It looks like an old wedding photo. - It is.

You don't remember.

The thing is to learn who took the photo,

because it is not fake.

It is from 1883.

- And it looks like your wedding. - It can't be.

It is the first time I see it.

Do you know who this is?

- Who is it? - Room Service.

What is a room service?

You'll see.

No, no, no ... I don't know him.

Hacienda is all of you and without your effort and discipline,

nothing would be possible.

See you next week.

Neither him.

Are we done? Can I go?

Do you know him

He's the guy I see in my dreams.

Who is he?

Federico García Lorca, a poet.

They assassinated him in 1936.

And why am I dreaming about a dead guy?

Did he tell you to call me?

Yes, but it is impossible, it's the first time i see him ...

"My name is Federico.

Julian."

I see a woman running.

It's Maite, your wife.

Maite ...

Good good.

I hope this calms you down.

It is done.

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

We have fought with worse wounds.

But this one hurts me more than any.

Two fingers to the right

and I would never see my daughter again.

Alonso, you and I are leaving immediately to the Ministry.

- At your command, boss. - I close the case.

-And I will help you.

-How is the wounded man?

Well, I didn't have to give him extreme unction.

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

No, it's not necessary.

I would never forgive myself if the king is kileld next to me.

- 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 will continue questioning this hideputa of Lord Arthur.

Pacino ...

It seems that Lord Arthur needs an extreme unction.

Hey what was that for? What did you say to the Duke of Alba?

It takes too long to explain.

What kind of monster

attempts to kill the one who saved its life?

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

What do you want us to do with him?

Kill him.

It's perfect for me.

Get him out of my sight.

Nothing will prevent our happiness.

Nothing.

No...

No!

It's sad that for the king to drink,

the English have to be kicked out from a tavern.

I would kick the English out from England.

♫ It's easier for me to go,

♫ that I don't want love.

♫ Well, other loves ♫ I have in my land.

♫ Oh, God, from my land,

♫ take me from here,

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

What's that little song?

The Tercios, who are destined here, invented it.

Melancholy was always good seed for creativity ...

-The doctor said he was wrong,

it was a false pregnancy.

When will God stop punishing me?

If there is no offspring, the alliance will die with you.

I know that,

but every day it's clearer to me that Maria will not give me children.

She's not the only one with royal blood.

Ypi could propose to Isabel.

As long as the queen's health fails,

of course...

- She's prettier. - Dude...

- And younger.

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

Nothing you can't convince her about in bed.

It's not a bad idea.

While you decide yes or no,

I would advise you to make sure that Isabel's life is safe,

because here, as soon as someone raises to power, the head cutting starts.

That's an even better idea.

Forgive me for being insistent, Amelia, but ...

You really don't want to come 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 break my soul.

Yeah...

Wow, I see someone was toughtful enough to give you a parting gift.

I always forget things like that.

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

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

In his dreams.

Every time I think about it, it gives me the chills.

Take care of Julián, please.

I'll keep you informed.

My pleasure.

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

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

Must be hard remembering everything at once.

It is.

Amelia, I love you to bits.

- Is that a lot? - The most.

But only as a friend.

And what were you remembering now?

Once I screwed up, very much.

We are here.

Yes, we are here.

Good luck.

Good luck.

- Well, bye. - Go!

I came to say goodbye,

the situation in Flanders requires my presence.

Will you come back?

On a condition,

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 companion.

So I stay alone.

And for all that that you have experienced first hand,

it's called "Bloody Mary".

It could also have been called "Bloody Henry".

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

No problem, not offended.

History is what it is.

Alonso, aren't you on leave? Why aren't you 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, dude! You could have asked for an autograph.

What happened to them?

Alright Egmont tried to convince the king

that he should negotiate and withdraw the Inquisition;

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

It was the Duke of Alba who directed the execution.

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

Those who are obsessed with power don't know about those things.

What happened to the duke?

The king sent him to Flanders and there he became messy and fat.

So he was banished along with his son.

Later, when he was 72 years old,

the king sent to him asking to fight alongside him

In the battle for the crown of Portugal.

72 years? That age he can not ride a horse.

At 72, the duke was famous for that and for more.

Sure he came at the king's call.

He did, yes. He said a wonderful phrase:

"You are the only king of the earth who frees

a prisoned general to get you another crown."

- And he won the battle, right? - No,

the enemy troops withdrew without a fight, when they heard

that they are facing the Duke of Alba.

And the king forgave his sins?

The duke, being sick, asked for permission to get back to his family,

but the king refused.

So he died alone in Portugal without saying goodbye to them.

Oh, how sad.

And how much testosterone, sir.

Ah! What about these corridors with so many doors?

Don't speak too loud, they'll catch us.

I already knew that we were going to meet again.

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

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

The same happens to me.

Let's see, first of all, I have to tell you something.

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, ptherwise you will not believe me.

Have we traveled through time?

Let's say it was a dream.

♫ The dream is about 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's my poem.

After all the time Spain remembers me?

So...

I have won, they have not.

Exactly, Federico,

exactly.

♫ In the heart of the dream.

♫ In the heart of the dream.

Let's leave things as they are.

♫ On the same column ♫ embraced sleep and time,

♫ embraced sleep and time,

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

♫ the old man's broken tongue.

♫ The dream is about time, ♫ floating like a sailboat,

♫ floating like a sailboat.

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

The good news is that Mr. Julián Martínez comes back to work with us.

Thanks, thanks.

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

Picasso is not painting the Guernica.

You can jeopardize the mission by mixing the personal with the professional.

Do you understand that?

I thought you were the expert on these topics.

Just a genius can convince another genius.

And you have already done it once.

Good afternoon, Don Pablo,

we came to do am interview from the magazine "Arte y salud".

- Spanish people. - Yes.

- A lot of 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.

Go fuck your mother!

Great.

- Clara Campoamor? - Do we know each other?

What the hell is he doing here?

One of two:

Either the damn Butterfly is back, as you say,

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

(Speaks French)

Hands up! May I see them!

You've always been very suspicious, Lola.

Lola!

Okay, and now, How the hell do we rescue Lola?