All language subtitles for The.Vineyard.2021.S01.E05.AMZN.WEBRip

Give us this day our daily bread

and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those
who trespass against us

and lead us not into temptation

but deliver us from evil. Amen.

I'm thinking of going back to Jerez.

To Jerez? On account of what?

I can't come to terms with the fact

that all that's left of my family's estate
is now in my hands.

You don't need to leave Havana for that.

Have some broker get rid of the properties
and send you the money.

Maybe I shouldn't sell them.

Maybe I should take it all back.

Put La Templanza and the wineries
back in business.

With what capital, if I may ask?

Looks like
you have no liquid assets.

And that old family wine business
is a wreck.

I know a London banker
who could...

Are you thinking
of going to Spain alone?

- Excuse me.
- Yes, sir.

I know what happened to the boat.

I thought Mauro Larrea was your friend.

He's a bastard, that's what he is.

- Is he still in Havana?
- As far as I know, yes.

And with his money intact.

- Gentlemen, sugar loaf.
- Come on!

It's cheap, ma'am.

Hey!

I don't have much time.

My mistress thinks
I'm buying chickens for dinner.

Your boss is in grave danger.

- And do you know what they plan to do?
- I wish I did.

Nothing good, I'd expect.

You're very brave to warn me.

Listen to me, Santos.
I don't want anything to happen to him.

Tell your boss
that they're coming for him.

What about you?

What about me?

How much longer
will you be Carola's property?

Sweetheart, we're not talking about me.

And where am I supposed to go
alone, in this big world?

You don't have to go alone.
We'd go together.

You crazy Indian. You don't even know me.

I don't need to.

For years I worked
in the depths of the mine

and learned to recognize great value

at first glance.

I have to go.

You didn't look
at all the silver of Real de Catorce

with such passion, did you, you rascal?

Boss, I have to tell you something.

That woman
is making my life difficult again!

We'd better be ready,

sooner or later
they're going to come for you.

We have to stay alert. It's all we can do.

What we should do is get off the island.

Go where? I can't go back to Mexico
until I pay my debts

and secure my children's future.

Besides, need I remind you
that I'm a poor, bankrupt foreigner

who doesn't even have
a place to drop dead?

I'll settle
for you not dropping dead in Havana.

Don Mauro.

Don Mauro!

Don Mauro!

A gentleman wishes to speak with you.

I told him it's late, but he's not willing
to wait until tomorrow.

Are you going to let me in,
or should we do something else?

I assume you're bringing me
a message from Lorenzo Novas.

I can't tell you who sent me,

but I can tell you why I came.

If you're here for money...

there's nothing here.

I'm afraid I'm not leaving empty-handed.

Tell Lorenzo Novas
he's not going to intimidate me.

Get out.

This isn't finished.

I need you to give
Gustavo Zayas a message.

I appreciate your agreeing to meet here.

I would have come to your house,
but I didn't want your wife to see me.

What did you want to talk to me about?

I've never liked to accuse anyone,

but this situation with your wife
is getting out of hand.

Come in.

You see this?

This is a message from Lorenzo Novas,
instigated by your wife.

All because I didn't want
to get mixed up in her dirty business.

I'm sorry, but I don't want
to be responsible for what happens.

And I will not allow my wife's lover
to summon me for an explanation.

- I'm nobody's lover.
- Half the city of Havana thinks otherwise.

You and my wife have let yourselves
be seen shamelessly together.

Even in my own house.

- They may have seen us...
- Save your excuses, please.

I have a proposition for you.

Do you know how to play billiards?

Yes.

A game, then. You and me.

If I win, you'll never see my wife again.
You'll leave her alone.

And if you lose?

I'll go.

I'll settle in Spain
and leave the ground to you.

You can make her your lover
in everyone's eyes or whatever you want.

Unless you prefer the alternative.

What alternative?

We settle this with two pistols.

At 15 paces.

And only one of us get out alive.

Are you serious?

Unless you refuse...

because you have no honor to defend.

What Gustavo Zayas wants

is a duel to settle a matter of honor.

Yes, a duel not with pistols,
but with billiard cues.

- And where?
- At the establishment of a certain Chucha.

- In Manglar.
- May God have mercy on us.

I'd like to ask you a favor.

In the case that something happens...

Could you take
the funds I left in deposit?

Well, Don Mauro,

as in all duels between gentlemen,
you'll need a second.

And since, on this island,
there is no one to vouch for you,

I'm obliged to do it myself.

Does it look that bad?

Anyone else might flee
with just the clothes on his back.

I don't know, but something tells me
you're not one to run away from trouble.

Well, if Gustavo Zayas wants a duel,
he'll have one, all the way.

I've been taking risks my whole life.
I'm tired of being on the defensive.

My Lady of Charity!

In the end, it turns out
that you have the same hot blood

as the whole gang
of crazy Caribbeans around us.

Your boss is either brave
or doesn't think things through.

You should have convinced him to leave.

Swear to me that you will be careful.

I swear.

If you kiss me again
without this fence between us.

You are a bold one.

Trinidad...

My boss's life and mine
are in danger on this island.

Let's run away together.

- Are you really asking me?
- Really.

As real as the pastures

of the hills I grew up in.

But...

- Where will we go?
- Wherever you want.

Anywhere that doesn't put
people in chains.

Can I ask you something?

Are you in love with me too?

You're a crazy Indian.
Of course I'm not in love with you.

You're a bad liar.

I'll come get you tomorrow
as soon as the sun comes up.

Come only with what you're wearing
to avoid suspicion.

Look at that.

Sweetie, come here.

Come, don't go.

- Good evening, Horacio.
- What a horrible night, Master Juliancito.

Yes. It's raining cats
and dragons, my friend.

I gather this isn't the first time
you've set foot in this place.

And I hope it's not the last.

Zayas is waiting for you upstairs.

- Did anyone else come with him?
- What do you think?

- I want you watching my back all night.
- Don't worry, boss.

Nice to see you again, Mr. Julián.

It's always a pleasure.

You've neglected me too much.

And it's nice to meet our guest too.

A pleasure.

Mr. Gustavo.

Welcome.

Good evening, Mr. Zayas.

I brought my own cues.
I trust you don't mind.

I'll use one of the house's,
if Mrs. Chucha can spare it.

French billiards? Caroms open?

So be it.
Whoever scores 150 caroms first wins.

Sounds good to me.

Heads.

Tails.

Mr. Larrea, you go first.

I don't know what Gustavo is up to
by playing so badly.

Badly? His game has been impeccable.

I don't mean anything obvious.

A tiny mistake at the right time,

a shot that doesn't square,
and a ball that misses by millimeters.

Yes.

Let me imagine the worst.

If it were the case, I'd think Gustavo
was trying to dump his wife

and get out of the picture.

His cousin Luis left him
some land in Jerez in his will.

So, if you were to win,

he, hurt yet dutiful,

could wash his hands of the whole affair

and be free to return to Spain,

without burdens, without responsibilities
and without his wife.

What a character.

What should I do?

Lose.

What?

Lose to win.

- I'm going with Mauro.
- He is the best.

Mauro, that's not how it's done!

I told you, he can't even hit the ball.

The next point wins.

What is going on?
Are you playing to lose or what?

Mauro, you can do it.

What's at stake?

Mrs. Zayas' heart.

She must be quite a creature.

- We could be here until judgment day.
- The game has to end.

Zayas knows it.

If it continues,

word will spread and he'll become
the laughing stock of all Havana.

Yes!

Mr. Mauro!

Bravo!

Congratulations.

I take it our business is settled.

And please, send my respects to your wife.

Unless...

Unless what?

Unless you want to get even...

and play for real.

Look, regardless of the matter of my wife,

I know we're both in need of capital.

You need money,
for reasons I'm unaware of,

and I'm in the same situation.

So, what are we going to bet on now?

What can you offer?

Thirty thousand pesetas.

For my part, a house, a winery,
and some vineyards, in Jerez.

La Templanza, it's called.

I accept.

But I want the deeds on the table
before I pick up my cue.

And let Mr. Julián Calafat
act as the intermediary.

It's a deal.

"Temperance." That's what you and I
are going to need.

Boss.

It's too much of a risk.

You're gambling your entire fortune.

If you lose, you'll be ruined.

Relax.

To 100 points, and may the best man win.

I've got three. Three aces.

Ninety-nine to ninety-nine.

Whoever scores next wins.

Come on, come on!

Yes!

Congratulations, boss.

What a game, gentlemen.

Mr. Mauro, congratulations.

Gentlemen, a bet is a bet.

So, if you'll be so kind
as to sign this letter,

I'll take care
of the property exchange immediately.

Very good. Thank you very much.

Congratulations.

A great game.

The legacy of my entire family
is in your hands.

I beg you to honor my lineage.

And if you ever meet my cousin, Soledad,

tell her on my behalf that...

That I did all I could to return.

I think we're being followed, buddy.

I bet he's Lorenzo's man.

It was to be expected.

What do we do?

Split up. It's me he wants.

Put this in a safe place.

I don't want to take any chances.

Are you sure?

Yeah, don't worry. Go on.

What's wrong, asshole?

Your friend didn't feel
like coming today or what?

We can go our separate ways
and forget about this.

It's too late for that.

Everything okay?

Yes, but...

That guy is going to wake up
with one hell of a headache.

There are too many shadows
chasing us here.

Indeed.

Fate wants me to return to my homeland.

Let's leave Cuba.

Let's take the first boat
across the Atlantic,

and then we'll get to Cádiz
however we can.

Boss, if it's all right with you,

there's someone
I'd like to take with us on this journey.

Trinidad. Mrs. Carola's slave, huh?

She won't be her slave much longer.

Don't worry about her ticket, I can pay.

No, man, there's no need.

You're right to free her from that woman.

Thank you, boss.

The only thing is...

Well, I have no choice but to share you
with someone else, my friend.

You know I'm with you forever.

Are you ready?

But I still haven't given you an answer.

- About what?
- About your idea of running away together.

We'd be caught for sure.

I'd be whipped out of my skin,
and you'd be beaten to a pulp.

- That's the least of it!
- I'll protect you.

I'm not afraid of the whip.

What are you afraid of?

To leave the road for a trail.

This...

This is all I know.

As bad as it may be.

You can't possibly be happy here.

When I was little

and they brought me from Africa...

a lot happened on the boat.

There was a revolt.

And my dad was killed
and thrown into the sea.

And...

And my mother fell ill.

The whole voyage.

And one day before reaching land,
she died too.

From hunger or from grief, I don't know.

I'm so sorry.

I was very sick when I arrived.

I was wasting away.

Mrs. Carola bought me...

and took care of me.

She saved my life,

just like your boss did with you.

But she gave you a miserable life.

Well, I don't know any other.

Trinidad, come here!

Oh, my God.

If they find you here,
they'll kill us both.

Trinidad!

Santos!

Give me your hand.

It's normal to be afraid.
Give me your hand.

Come on, let's get out of here. Trinidad.

I'm sorry.

Trinidad!

Land ho!

LA TEMPLANZA
BASED ON THE NOVEL BY MARÍA DUEÑAS