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The Serenos are nothing
but low-class commoners.

Even worse.

Their only concern should be
giving us the time or the
weather.

But this government has turned
them into control agents.

Those scoundrels, spying on
what people discuss in private!

I understand they can even
fine bad language.

And keep an eye on any
deviant acts. The nerve!

It would be good to know what
they define as "deviant acts".

You, Donoso. You should do
something. Aren'’t these people
at your command?

Yes, but I'm just the Mayor,
Carmen.

Every time I try to do anything,
The governor contradicts me.

That'’s true. Governor Concha
is always meddling.

Concha is a limited man.

He'’s a well-connected suck-up to
General Bulnes. And they call
this a democracy!

Brace yourself, Carmen. General
Bulnes will surely be reelected.

This may be a democracy...
But a fixed one.

Fixed or not, you must admit
the people love him.

That'’s true. The common
people trust him greatly.

They could never recognize
a proper Governor.

- Or what'’s good for them either.
- Yes, but let'’s be fair...

You cant underplay how
he terminated the Pincheiras.

And the confederacy'’s defeat
at Yumbel left him sky-high.

A lot of people think he won
the war single-handedly.

It'’s undeniable.
Many see a hero in him.

An Indian Napoleon.

- They go too far, Duffy.
- Not by much.

- Napoleon was no democrat.
- Napoleon was a rebel.

He fought for freedom
and the glory of France.

Against the monarchs who would
quiet the voice of revolution.

- What is it, Cruz?
- I'm sorry to bother you ma'am.

But I thought you should know
that Atilio is back.

- But shouldn't he be in the Gana
estate? -Yes.

But he's in the kitchen
waiting to speak with you.

What are you doing here?
I sent you to the Gana estate.

That's where I come from.

Was Rugendas there?
Did you see him?

No. He's expected in two
days time.

I assume you left the letter I
gave you with Don Augusto Gana.

- I couldn't, ma'am.
- What do you mean?

- Speak, Atilio.
- I ran into the boss.

Your husband.

Shouldn't he be in Llancanao?
And the letter for Rugendas?

Well...

He noticed the pouch
I had in the saddlebag.

He wanted to know
what was in it.

- I tried to play dumb, but...
- Did he open it?

Of course not. Not in front
of the workers. He kept it.

It's ok, Atilio.

- Finish eating and then rest.
- Good evening, ma'am.

Are you ok?

I needed some peace and quiet.

But we both know
I'm in the wrong place.

Go to your room.
Get some sleep.

I'll go to the pharmacy tomorrow
and get you some leeches.

They'll do you good.

- Do you feel sick?
- A little.

What did you tell
Rugendas in your letter?

I don't want to involve you in
this. You've already lied enough
for me.

Our lord will forgive
a white lie.

God is the least of
my worries right now.

What if the boss read
the letter?

It was sealed with wax.

What if he read it?

Come on!

Get up!

Come on!

Spread the weight. Let's go.

Do you need anything?

I'm ok.

How is that possible?

You're reading in the dark,
ma'am.

It's bad for your eyes.

I'm going to fetch a candle
for you.

What's going on?!

Boss, you're soaking wet!

Tell Atilio to open the stable
and put away the animals.

You'll have to forgive me, Boss,
Atilio isn't around, we didn't
know...

Don't touch me!
I'm not faulty!

Tell Maria to heat up some food,
I'm hungry.

- You didn't go to Llancanao.
- What do you think, Carmen?

How did the tea party go?

As always.

Donoso is thinking of
moving to Concepcion.

They will all leave this
shit hole sooner or later.

Gutike!

You would be first in line,
if it was up to you.

I know well what you think
of this city, of these people.

Of me.

I'm going to my room.

I left some tooth powder
in the commode.

Rugendas will be here
in a couple of days.

I hope everything is ready
to welcome him properly.

As always.

It has been a long time since

I petitioned to be
reinstated in the army.

Hmm. Yes, yes, Don Eduardo.

Believe me, the government
is interested in reconciling
with ex-liberal officers.

But you understand,
it isn't as simple as that.

The government needs
to be sure of your loyalty.

Don Miguel, many years
have passed since Lircay.

I can assure you, if there ever
was a grudge to hold, it has
gone by now.

Mhm. Yes, naturally. But to
the best of my knowledge...

Mrs. Carmen criticizes the
conservative government at every
chance she gets.

Believe me, Mr. Gutike, I
understand your haste to...

I am a soldier who wishes to be
in the barracks, that is my only
haste.

I can imagine you haven't missed
the fact that if reinstated...

Your rank would be
Lieutenant Colonel.

An excellent pay
for someone in your situation.

My situation?

We both know you
are deep in debt.

The lands you inherited at
Llancanao have only brought you
losses.

We've sowed many acres of wheat
at good prices this year...

Ah, yes, too bad for that
unexpected rain the other day,
no?

Probably ruined the entire crop.

It's not your fault now, is it?
We both know that.

You are a professional army man.
Raised in the Prussian military.

You shouldn't have to
deal with crops, sheep...

I imagine being a German
farmer here can't be easy.

What are you implying,
Don Miguel?

I just think maybe...

You should sell those lands.

And if that where the case,
you can count on me to buy them.

I can give you a good
price for them.

It's the latest thing. Last week
I visited Doctor Duffy.

He told me it had
just arrived from Europe.

It's called ether. It's amazing.

Just a tip on my gums,
and I didn't feel a thing.

Fantastic. What did
you say it was called?

Ether. An anesthetic.
Recently invented.

I'd even say the doctor was the
first to try it out here in
Chile.

- Surely not on you?
- Of course not.

He tried it out on a
theatre actor first.

It's the funniest thing,

The actor was performing in a
play called "The Imaginary
Invalid".

What a ridiculous title.

Don't laugh. It's a French play.

Who's the author?

Ask Carmen,
she's the cultivated one.

Moliere.

- It doesn't ring a bell.
- Me neither.

He must not be very famous.

Come on, Carmen.

If we all had the free time you
have, we'd all be as educated as
you.

But we still have
to rear children.

Excuse me, ma'am, there's a
laborer outside looking for
Carmen.

Carmen!

I thought we would
never have this again.

Yet here I am.

- One final time together.
- Don't say that.

The future is uncertain.

I've brought you things
from Santiago.

Books,

Soap,

Tooth powder.

I can get that
at the town pharmacy, Moritz.

Believe it or not, this town
progresses while you're off
traveling.

Unpack in peace.

I'll be outside, we need
to speak before Gutike arrives.

Ok.

Pardon my attitude.

I appreciate your gifts.

I must see Gutike.
I feel obliged.

Our past obliges us.

I don't understand.

If you had something to tell me
why didn't you wait for me to be
here?

Why don't you do it now?

If I write you letters, Moritz,

It's because there are things
I could never say to your face.

- Have you been to the house?
- I was just there.

I trust they've given you food.

There wasn't any time.
I had to find you.

I'm touched.

But I don't understand
the urgency.

Isn't friendship reason enough?

Friendship. It sounds so noble.

How did it go with the Governor?

I'd rather save you
the unpleasantness.

Better you go home and wait
for dinner.

I still have some errands
to run.

- I'll come with you.
- Don't worry, Moritz.

That's enough friendship
for one day.

- Did you find Gutike?
- At the governor's door.

What did he say?

Calm down.

Although, your husband
is a difficult man to read.

A jealous mind imagines things
beyond reality.

What we have...

If we talk about us,
your reality and mine...

Maybe it's better to come clean.

Or maybe It's too late for that.

All that matters is I'm leaving.

What do you want from me?

A few days of bliss.

A few days of bliss?

I regret to be the
source of such sadness.

I hope the good times we've had
offer some consolation.

Forgive me if I burden you
with my tribulations.

Rest, Moritz. I'll let you know
when dinner is ready.

Carmen...

Get some rest, Moritz.

Don't get up.

So, you leave for Constitution.

Yes. Then a ship to Valparaiso.

I'm expected to pick up my
things and tie up some errands.

Then a ship to Montevideo
and then Europe.

We'll go with you up to
Constitution, isn't that right,
Gutike?

I need the sea air, and
Constitution has always agreed
with me.

To clear your thoughts?

Drewetke expects me there.

I'm sure he'll be glad
to welcome you both.

As he always does.

As your friend, dear Moritz,
I must advise against this.

How so?

I believe you are making
a mistake.

Europe is glamorous, but
after so many years away...

I hope you don't find yourself
a stranger at home.

Europe is the center of
the artistic world.

I don't think It's crazy to
think an artist of his caliber
can triumph there.

Here nobody can appreciate the
difference between craftsmanship
and art.

He's not understood here.
It'll be a new beginning.

Or the end of the road.

- I agree it's a gamble, but...
- As all gambles are.

You know well Edward, Europe
offers more opportunities to an
artist.

Europe is filled with artists
fighting for the same
recognition you seek.

Please, Gutike. That is so
mediocre of you.

I understand your concern,
but...

I'm not coming home
empty-handed.

During all these years in
America, I've kept in touch with
people back home.

- I'm sure they will help me
start over. -Who? Humboldt?

Great scientist.

But didn't you say he was only
interested in exotic plants?

I believe my work will speak
for me.

I carry with me thousands of
portraits, scenes of daily life
in Chile, Peru...

- Mexico.
- What will you do with all that?

An album of the southern cone.

For example, I've already
contacted an editor in Paris.

He's willing to publish
a book on lithography.

Great. Then what?

Your pessimism insults me, sir.

No offense, Moritz.

Tell me if I'm wrong.

Here you have powerful friends.

But my work here is done.

I'm naturally starting
to feel stagnated.

To be honest, as
any good friend should...

I believe you lie to us,
and you lie to yourself.

I know the reason why
you wish to flee to Europe.

You already had roots here.

But the rejection by
that girl from Valparaiso...

And the disdain her family
showed you, has been too much
for you to handle.

Maybe you are right. That
humiliation has precipitated my
departure.

Carmen...

You've been very quiet all day.

I don't really know what to say.

I hope you're not mad at me.

You and your husband
were insufferable yesterday.

I couldn't help it.

I felt so angry when Gutike
mentioned that girl of yours.

Right now when you've
come to say goodbye.

I thought we had cleared that
up. I thought we made our peace.

I know, Moritz.

I promised to love you, even if
it had to be as one of your many
friends.

You have never been
just a friend.

I appreciate the honor,
but it's not quite enough.

I can't accept that you fell in
love with someone younger than
me.

- Or that you asked her hand...
- A pointless accusation.

As your husband said, the
Condarco family rejected and
humiliated me.

I know.

I know what it must have
been for you.

But that's exactly my point.

I can take it all.

What I can't accept is that
someone other than me has made
you flee the country.

The only reason I wanted to
marry her was to stay in Chile,
close to you.

You know that.

What is it, Carmen?

I'd rather not go in.
Would you mind?

But you asked me to
accompany you.

Dolores and her husband
wished to bid you farewell.

They made me promise to take
you here, I've done my part.

But they expect you as well.

I know, but I don't think
I can stomach Dolores right now.

She's such a dull woman.

I thought Mrs. Dolores
was your best friend.

That should tell you
how lonely I am.

Manuel!

- Where the hell is Manuel!
- He's not here.

Where are the goddamned
people of this house?!

- Sir, please calm down!
- Let go!

Are you ok?

I've never seen him like this,
ma'am.

What happened?

Mr. Artiaga and his son came
today, and the Boss asked for
Manuel...

He got very angry when he
saw that Manuel wasn't here.

Calm down.

You can clean up afterwards.
Calm down.

Tomorrow we are going
for a field day with Moritz.

- Would you like to join us?
- You go.

Don't be like that.

Moritz...

Carmen, I don't feel like
playing games today!

It's going to be dinnertime.
I'll tell Cruz to...

I want to rest.

- You must eat something.
- I'm drowning.

The debts?

No, your unhappiness.

Will you be ok there, ma'am?

Yes, thank you, Atilio.

Looks like you're not going,
kiddo.

- Why's that?
- What is it?

- Why do you have that rifle?
- Sorry, ma'am. Just following
orders.

- Who's orders?
- Manuel goes with you...

- Atilio comes with me to the
governor's. -Is the rifle
necessary?

I've been told there's a cougar
roaming around. Manuel is the
best shot I know.

But I trust Atilio.

Edward, my friend,
it's just a field day.

- People are always making up
stories... -Moritz.

This is my house.
I know what I'm doing.

I bet you're drawing
another landscape.

To be honest I wasn't
expecting you so soon.

I'll be brief.

I've thought your offer through.

- The Llancanao lands?
- Precisely.

I might be interested
in selling.

But I'd like to hear
a price first.

Before we get into that,
I have some good news for you.

What news?

The government has asked for my
approval to reinstate you in the
army.

At the rank of lieutenant
colonel of the Maule region.

Finally.

This means I'm
officially reinstated?

It means it's up to me.

What are you implying,
Don Miguel?

Well...

Before I give my approval,

I'd like to settle
on a price for your lands.

- This is blackmail, sir.
- Blackmail?

Please.

Watch your tongue. Don't forget,
I'm the authority here.

To show you that I don't intend
to take advantage,

I'm prepared to offer you three
- thousand five-hundred pesos for
the lands.

- It's worth at least twice as
much. -Or so you say.

And maybe, if the lands
were properly farmed...

But we both know that's not
the case. My offer is fair.

Think about it.

You could pay off all your
debts, and still have some cash
left.

And once you are reinstated,

You can count on 150 pesos
a month.

You cheat me right to my face.
I demand...

Demand?!

You? Demand of me?

I find you foreigners amusing.

You arrive from Europe
and marry our best families,

Just because you're not Indian
or black, and of course there's
the money.

While back home, you'd be
nothing more than bakers,
pirates...

Or people like you.

Second-rate officers who could
only climb this high in a new
country.

Listen to me Gutike. I've got
nothing against your kind.

As long as you know your place,
and don't pretend to be equal to
us.

- Us?
- Us, my dear sir.

We were born here.
We built this country.

We are order, we are the law.
We answer to no king.

We are the king.

You are nothing but...
Upstarts and social climbers.

You can keep toiling in
commerce, industry...

But the land? This land
is ours, my dear sir.

Always has been and always will.

So don't pretend to
have dignity.

The countrymen here bore me.

Their meaningless lives.
Their useless toil.

Not even the city holds
any beauty.

Everything is flat here...

The days blur together,
it's always the same.

Here, life seems to
stretch into eternity...

Mrs. Carmen!

What are you waiting for Moro?
Help me up.

You're better at running
than I am.

I could do much more,
if you allowed me to.

Stay still, my lords!

- Stand down, Manuel!
- Don't move!

- Stand down, Manuel!
- Shut up, ma'am!

Ma'am will forgive me
for shutting her up.

I thought I saw a cougar.

This place isn't safe.
Let's head back.

- What happened?
- I felt a noise...

The boss was stumbling around
and fell. He doesn't look too
good.

I'll handle this.

Let me clean you up.

You've been drinking.

I was at a tavern.

Do you think I have been
a good husband?

I'm sure you've done your best.

I could say the same of you.

But apparently,
nothing ever goes right.

I sold Llancanao today.

What will we live off?

Don't worry.

I'm being reinstated
next week as lieutenant colonel.

We're finally going to have the
stability you always wanted.

Gutike...

I'm going to Llancanao tomorrow
to get everything fixed up.

I want you to go to
Constitution with Rugendas.

Take Atilio,
you seem to trust the boy.

I'll pick you up later.

Go rest.

I want to rest.

I want to stay close to Talca.

I want to get up early tomorrow.

It's a long trip
to Constitution.

When I first met Carmen
she was just a child.

A young girl from a rich family.

Her father gave her everything
you could wish for in a country
like this.

She was young,
cultivated, intelligent.

You must know, there's
not a lot of women like that.

I know.

I was a military man,
just arrived in the country.

Didn't have much in common
with a girl like her.

My father-in-law protested our
union. You must have already
heard of this.

But Carmen saw me as a
representative of a more
dignified society.

That awoke an enormous
illusion in her.

This was meant for you.

It should have gotten earlier,
but I intercepted it.

Now I fulfill my duty,
and deliver it to you.

- Edward...
- We've been friends for a long
time.

I've always been a
good friend to you.

But I'm no fool.

There's certain feelings
we can't help but have.

All I ask is you don't
hurt Carmen.

Gutike gave me your letter.

He didn't read it.

And you?

- Atilio.
- Yes?

Grab everything and let's go.

I'm sorry, if we don't go now
we might not reach the shelter.

- Are you comfortable?
- Yes.

- Maybe it's best if I sleep
outside. -Go ahead.

I need to be alone
with my thoughts.

What you suggest in your letter
implies a betrayal.

- Depends.
- On what?

On where your loyalty lies.

- Don't tempt the devil, Carmen.
- Since when is love a demon?

If love doesn't embellish life,
it only poisons it.

Just go. I want to sleep.

Carmen, I beg of you. Don't put
an abyss between us now.

I wish I had the wings
of a condor.

Then I could fly far away.

And cross this bridge-less river
in front of me.

There is no easy way out.

I'm no bird. I can't fly away.

But if there's one thing I can
do that no bird ever will...

Is dream of it.

I beg your forgiveness
but I need to rest.

Mrs. Carmen, we have a
marvelous lunch prepared.

I'm sorry. I feel indisposed.

Excuse me, but you are our
favorite guest.

You can't just leave
without eating.

I beg of you, Drewetke, your
kindness approaches rudeness.

- Come in.

The way you treated Drewetke
was uncalled for.

I imagine you didn't come here
just to accuse me.

Why not? You accuse me
each time I say something.

I hope it gives you
a taste of my frustration.

Stop it, Carmen!
Drop the poetry, for once!

Maybe you want something
more vulgar.

This is what I was talking
about. These accusations are
unjust.

- The frustrations are not only
yours. -Oh, no?

Believe me, I've imagined myself
with you a thousand times.

I've spent eight years in this
country, maybe my best years as
an artist.

And now I'm about to
leave forever, empty-handed!

But it's too late for that now.
Our love will never...

A love full of words, Moritz!

It's like an empty house
that no one can live in.

How can you say that?
I've always loved you!

It didn't stop you from asking
for that young girl's hand.

Only because yours was already
taken! You must understand that!

I couldn't avoid your love any
more than your husband's
friendship.

Moritz! Your decency offends me.

- I understand your doubts...
- Doubts?

I can't imagine a more
hurtful word than that.

I know you love me.
Or loved me.

But passion, Rugendas...
That force that makes you crazy,

That makes you break everything
you have, You have never felt
that.

And I've blinded myself from it.
Blinded by illusion.

Blinded by your light in this
dark and dull society...

It's not true. Nothing you say
is true. Don't make this hurt
more..

I don't have to, this already
hurts more than you could ever
imagine.

- How can you say that?
- I've wasted my best years on
you too.

Alone.

Waiting every time you leave.
And here I was, every time you
came back.

You are the only thing
that kept me alive.

Or so I've wanted to believe.
But you are just a mirage.

Farther and farther away,
Moritz...

What is left?

A long decay while you go off,
and start a new life for
yourself.

One which I've never had
or never will.

You are not hungry, Moritz?

The truth is I'm only eating
to avoid insulting you.

No.

The only affront would be for
you to eat out of obligation.

Besides, you should be happy.
You set sail tomorrow.

You were lucky to find
an available ship.

Lucky?

Of course. Otherwise you would
have had to wait twenty days for
another ship.

By then, it would have been
better to go by land.

I leave for Valparaiso tomorrow.

You'll forget me.

You'll forget me.

Ma'am says she won't come
with you to the docks.

She asked that I gave
you this letter.

Thank you.

My Moro,

I don't want to lose
this wonderful habit,

that has become for so many
years my main source of
pleasure.

It refreshed my thoughts, which
boredom and loneliness had
almost extinguished.

My existence will always step
between stormy and quiet days.

In my solitude I will feel my
faint disgust with life reclaim
my soul.

That same feeling of a life
without a future that made me
almost loathe it.

I understand there will be no
happy ending to this insipid
little drama.

I've spent all my life like a
traveller searching for a road,

Always getting it wrong, finally
collapsing to the ground,

Choosing to die there.

I was raised for a life of
imagination and spirit, if I may
call it that.

Will you forget me, my dear
friend?

In this world filled with bright
friends, all so talented and
educated,

Will you forget this dark and
insignificant resident of the
south of Chile?

Will you forget this withered
plant which you found, ignored
by all,

which you restored with
friendship, showing her she was
worth something?

Oh Rugendas, how times
and people change.

Moro...

In this desert of a life
that destiny chose for me...

Had I not found your
elevated and noble soul,

which understood my own spirit,
energetic and noble, though
decayed by a petty fate...

What might have become of me?

The sadness that sickened my
soul found relief in your noble
friendship.

Our friendship seems like
something from heaven.

And as such we should
keep it forever.

Immutably pure,

Your friend, your sister.

Carmen.