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LOVE OF MY LIFE

You'll like this, Mariana. Come.

Watch this.

Hold on.

This is still warm.

They can't be far.

Did they leave without a car?

I promised I'd free your son.

And I'll keep my promise.

No, Rogelio! No!

No! No! No! No, Rogelio!

No! Take me, Rogelio! Take me!

Please, Rogelio!

This is all your fault!

If you'd accepted me

and the love I gave you,

and accepted the life I offered you,

none of this would be happening.

But no, you had to go back to the past.

You had to go back to that idiot.

- That has consequences. - Rogelio, no. Please.

- No, no. - Listen up.

When Joe is gone, always remember

that it's your fault, Mariana.

No…

Don't worry, because as the good husband I am,

I'll be with you as you mourn. For life.

Rogelio, no!

Joe! Joe, honey!

Dad!

- Joe! - Dad! Dad.

Don't do anything, please.

It's over, Benítez!

Don't rush, Mosquera. I've got a bullet for you too.

Dad, listen to me. It can end here, Dad.

No, ma'am. Things will end my way.

This can end here. Please.

No, big girl. Women don't understand a lot of things.

But you're my daughter. You will understand. They made me do it.

- Dad, please listen to me! - No!

- Dad! Dad! - No!

- Let her go! - If you move, I'll kill her!

Hold still!

Rowdy, go ahead. Start the car.

I thought Mariana would be the only one to watch her son die.

But I'm glad his dad's here too.

- No! - No!

Joaquín, Mariana, don't run, I see you!

YEARS AGO

Little Mariana, please, do what I say!

Little Mariana, wait! Mariana, if your dad finds out…

These kids are impossible. We'll have to get help.

If your dad finds out, there will be a ruckus.

- These kids… - Oh my God!

Close one, we almost got caught.

But they will find us.

Then why don't we jump into the river again

and have another country help us?

That river doesn't go to another country.

How do you know?

I actually study and do my homework.

What a dork!

- Ow! - Are you okay?

Yes.

Ouch!

Joaquín!

Joaquín!

Do I have to go in there?

But, Dad, I was just…

No, please, no, no. Don't punish him.

Marianita, come here, please.

My God! What am I going to do with you, huh?

Cousin, how are you?

Whiskey?

It's a bit early, no?

You're right. You should come by later.

Did you see?

I read the paper. Nothing new.

You're aware that conservatives and liberals

are ever more violent in their war.

Like I said, nothing new.

We have to take precautions.

There are enough guns in the estate. They won't come here.

Did you see the market numbers?

Sugar went up 5%, and the price of cotton isn't published.

The good things in life require patience. Like this whiskey.

Yours isn't a matter of patience, cousin. It's obstinance.

You're the only one who believes in a product without a market.

Sometimes, going against the grain is your best bet, cousin.

If I do well, I'll be the only cotton grower in the region.

What if you don't?

Your pain blinds your vision.

You're like a brother to me.

I say it because I care. You haven't been the same

since Victoria died.

Because I'm not the same. And I won't be.

But you have a daughter. Mariana.

She's the sole inheritor of it all. Or nothing if you lose everything.

What are you getting at, cousin?

I'll manage the estate while you go to Europe with her.

You've been shut away for three years

while your daughter's raised by housekeepers.

Negroes.

My daughter has a governess…

who is white.

Mariana knows she can't mix with those people.

She's aware that it's their fault her mom was killed in an accident.

You should peek your head out of this room and check in with reality.

You'll regret it if you neglect it now.

It's Mariana.

Not bad for someone who's been raised by housekeepers.

Right?

Can we play something happier?

Marianita, Chopin is the best teacher to learn piano.

But it's too sad, and I have enough sadness with Dad.

Mariana, you have to understand

that your dad's heart is wounded and it's difficult to heal.

He lost the love of his life, a love…

That kind of love… is admirable.

And I lost my mom.

I would've liked to meet her.

I understand, honey.

And you know that I'm here for anything you need.

But help me out here, okay?

Change that attitude.

Otherwise, your dad will find out what you've been up to

and we'll get in a lot of trouble.

When that day comes, I'll run away and you'll never see me again.

What are you doing? Don't play that!

So sorry. Class is dismissed.

Ofelia says that my mom takes care of me from up there.

I think she's standing on that cloud.

My mom says your mom was the most beautiful woman she ever saw.

Beautiful or not, she abandoned me.

But, Mari, you're not alone. You have your dad.

I would've preferred a little brother, just like you have each other.

Mari, you're our sister and we'll always take care of you.

Right, Joaquín?

Yes. Always.

Remember how Ofelia used to say my mom's up there looking over me?

Mm-hmm.

I never really believed her.

She did it so you'd feel your mom was close to you.

Yes.

What are you doing over here?

When will you understand that things have changed?

Bandits are hanging around the area.

Joaquín, Josefina, go home.

Miss Mariana.

What could happen to us?

You're the man, Joaquín.

Act like it. Take better care of them.

Take care of your sister.

Ms. Mariana, wait up!

Ms. Mariana, I'm going with you.

I don't need you to come with me, Graciliano.

I know this path like the back of my hand.

I know, but if anything was to happen, I'd be in trouble with your dad.

What trouble?

He already hired an army of his own.

Right, but this country's political climate is complicated,

and two young girls shouldn't be strolling about by themselves.

Listen to me, ma'am. We're at war even if no one really acknowledges it.

Relax. Besides, this is such a boring estate,

not even the war wants to intrude.

And Joaquín was with us.

The country is becoming more radicalized every day

in the face of an absent state that is unable to control the public.

After the commander's death, the political battle won't rest.

We hear about new armed groups, massacres, property looting.

We are in the middle of a crossfire, victims of…

I was listening to that.

What side are we on?

We're on the good side.

We're unwilling to be usurped. This estate will always be yours.

Ours, Dad.

Thanks, sweetheart.

I was thinking that while the situation stabilizes

in this Indian and Negro jungle…

- I thought-- - Do you have to talk like that?

Do you always have to interrupt me?

I think I'll send you to study in Europe.

I don't want to go there.

I'm not asking you. I'm telling you you're going.

I won't put you at risk. You can stay with Uncle Leandro in Paris.

But I'm telling you that I don't want to go.

You're not the one to decide.

You never cared about me, why do you care now?

I always felt like a nuisance to you.

That is… not only false and unfair, but also awfully painful.

It's what I think.

You're all grown up now.

You know very well what's happening in this country.

I won't let anything happen to you.

I think that's precisely the problem.

You don't want anything to happen to me, so nothing happens.

You're absolutely right.

If you stay here, many things could happen to you.

Getting killed, for example. That's after being abused, of course,

and forced to watch how they kill me.

Do you know what decollation is?

I lost your mom already.

That's enough for me.

I don't get you.

You don't want to lose me, but you'll send me to Paris.

I'm such a nuisance to you.

Where are you going?

May I go?

It was about time for something to happen in this country

that would scare the rich.

In troubled waters, make more trouble.

Do you think it's fair that we should sacrifice our blood,

our flesh, so that others become richer?

I don't agree, Roy.

Because the rich you're referring to

have given us work, housing, food, and opportunities for all of us.

No, no, no.

- And you too. - It hasn't been for free.

We've all earned it here, Father.

- Yes, sir. - We've worked hard.

- Yes, yes. - Exactly.

We need to rise and start the revolution.

That's not what I mean.

Violence won't get us far. We have to think.

There's always a better way of doing things.

You know what I mean?

Always!

I heard your dad wants to send you to Europe.

But I won't go.

That's why I didn't tell you.

You're not going?

Do you know how nice it must be to cross the sea?

Would you go?

Yes.

You have the opportunity to see the world. Take it.

My world is here.

Wait, wait, wait.

What happened? What did I do?

You would leave.

Without me.

I'm not going anywhere. You know that.

But you would if you could.

And I'm… your sister.

We promised we'd always be together.

You're not my sister.

And I would leave.

I'd go far away.

But I couldn't leave without you.

Joaquín?

It's bedtime.

Good night.

What's going on?

And I would leave. I'd go far away.

But I couldn't leave without you.

- You got your way, huh? - I told you it was a matter of patience.

You would've done great with sugar as well.

There's enough land for everyone, Orlando.

That's not what the bandits say.

I don't care about the riffraff.

They're resentful and want everything for free.

Poor people are poor out of choice.

I agree completely.

Judging by the way things are going, I think it's best to protect ourselves.

Let's join forces.

I'm not selling.

I'm not here to buy, I'm here to propose a new business.

Is that why you brought your son Abelardo?

You're always one step ahead of everybody, right?

So you're aware that when Mariana marries, all of this and everything you own

will be in the hands of your future son-in-law.

Are you going to let a nobody in?

I'm sending her to Europe.

And she won't fall in love in Europe?

What if she returns with a foreigner

who's willing to sell and take all the money?

Pardon my frankness, cousin,

but I'm not sure Mariana will like your son.

I'm not here to talk about love.

I'm here to talk business.

So… You haven't told me what your life in Cali is like.

It's normal, cousin.

Nothing should be normal, no?

I mean, how… how is it to study law?

How are your professors, your friends?

Do you have female friends?

- Girlfriend? - No girlfriend.

No girlfriend and it's hard to have female friends

because women don't study law.

And why do you study law?

There should always be a lawyer in every family.

And my dad thought I could fill that void here and…

I could've been a doctor, but I don't like blood.

Uh-huh. But you do like to put people in jail.

You're wrong about that one. Law is so much more than that.

I'm aspiring to have a political career.

It's normal for you to make that face

because women aren't interested in politics.

I don't think women obsess over power as much as men do.

Although I'd like to have the power

to make my own decisions.

Would you represent me once you graduate?

What's your case?

I want to sue my dad.

How are you kids doing?

- Very well. - Fine.

We're just talking about the weather and flowers.

Very well, we're off.

Marianita, a pleasure to see you.

Same here.

Cousin.

Think about it, cousin.

Uncle.

Stay.

He's a good guy, Abelardo, right?

- "Good guy"? - Mm-hmm.

He's kind of boring, actually.

Yes, he's a bit slow, poor fellow.

But he's a good guy.

No.

Dad, you're not thinking of my cousin as my fiancé, are you?

He's an idiot.

Yes, he's an idiot.

Dad, I don't want a fixed marriage and I don't want to travel to Europe.

Where are you going?

May I go?

Go.

Have you ever been in love?

Why do you ask?

Hm… Just curious.

It must feel good, right?

Oh, honey.

From my own experience, love is nothing but suffering.

Why do you say that?

Because we're not all lucky enough to be loved back, Marianita.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Mr. Rogelio Benítez will be managing the estate.

Your uncle Orlando recommended him, we'll see how he does.

Mr. Benítez, my daughter, Miss Mariana.

Good morning, Miss Mariana.

My pleasure. All right, excuse me.

- Where are you going? - To walk Cloud.

Excuse me.

Marianita! Marianita, wait up.

She's being nice today, don't be fooled.

DAYS LATER

- Surprise. - I needed to see you.

Did you?

How badly?

An eternity will always fall short.

Josefa, where's Joaquín?

- By the river, with Mariana. - And why aren't you with them?

I've felt like a third wheel for a while.

I'm scared.

Of what?

Of what we're feeling.

But do you like it?

Come in.

Graciliano, I was just going to call you.

I have a feeling that some workers are planning a revolt.

I need you to find out and get me a list of their leaders.

What do you need?

It's about Mariana, sir.

What's going on with Mariana?

And my son.

What did he do to my daughter?

What's going on?

- They are now a man and woman, sir. - What?

Neither of us wants something that shouldn't happen.

Graciliano, I know my daughter.

But you didn't see what I saw.

How could you let this happen?

Didn't you teach that miserable Negro

where he belongs?

Didn't you?

- Yes, I know, but-- - But what?

Graciliano, after my wife's death,

isn't it clear that I don't trust anyone of your race?

I have more reasons not to with each passing day.

If your son lays one finger on my girl,

I swear…

I swear there won't be a place for you, for him, or for your family to hide.

Do you understand?

- Yes, sir, understood. - No, no…

This is the problem, Graciliano. You people don't understand.

But I will make it very clear. I don't want your son near my daughter.

Where are you going, Negro?

I'm not done yet.

Graciliano.

You're useless, we know that. That's why I'll tell you what to do.

Close the door.

Close the door!

- I'm not going to Cali. - Don't be bumptious, Joaquín.

You know that's impossible.

I'm not leaving my mom and sister.

My brother can't leave.

Everybody, quiet!

My decision is not up for negotiation.

If he doesn't leave, we're all getting kicked out like dogs.

But why?

What happened?

He knows why.

If you really care about us as you say, you'll leave, okay?

If you leave…

this house will finally be ours.

What does that mean?

That Mr. Alfredo will sign it over to us.

It's nice to know that I'm worth a house.

Excuse me.

Joaquín.

It's not fair.

No more bullshit around this house.

Even a mare, no matter how purebred,

- can be let loose. - I'm not an animal.

I admit that when your mother died, I let myself be consumed by pain.

And I neglected you.

I hoped you would inherit her best traits.

I was wrong.

You lacked a good whipping.

- If you lay one finger on me… - No, sweetie. I won't hit you.

For now.

You have one day to decide what to do with your life.

You don't want to go to Paris? Perfect, you'll marry cousin Abelardo.

- I… - You don't want to marry Abelardo?

Pack your suitcase because you're leaving for Paris!

Think it over and let me know.

But either way, Mariana, this house will be in order.

I don't understand why I have to do what my dad says.

Because he knows what's best for you.

Do you agree with him?

It's not about agreeing or not.

Mariana, do you realize that this will all be yours someday?

You have a great future and you have to start getting ready.

What's that?

What's going on?

Attack!

What are you doing? Don't go.

Joaquín!

Mariana! Mariana!

My God!

- Where is Mariana? - She… she went outside.

Sir!

Mariana!

- Sir… - Find my daughter. Now! Close that!

Joaquín.

- Joaquín! - I have to get Mariana!

Son!

I won the grand prize. Mr. Alfredo's daughter.

Calm down.

Roy, calm down. Please calm down.

- What are you doing? - Now we can negotiate.

What are you doing?

Calm down, will you?

Traitor!

No!

No!

Joaquín!

Take her, Benítez.

- Are you okay? Are you sure? - I'm fine.

Are you okay? I'm not leaving.

No! Let go of me!

Joaquín is hurt! Benítez, let me go!

Joaquín!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Mr. Alfredo!

Take him.

Now.

The damage was minimal.

I want everything fixed by tomorrow.

You heard the boss.

How do you feel?

Better.

How's Joaquín?

He's better too.

Your dad, so immensely generous, sent a doctor this morning

to check on him and…

he recommended a recovery in Cali.

When?

Today.

Ofelia, can you help me and open the window, please?

Thanks for breakfast.

Excuse me.

Where are you going?

I'm going to check on the horses after last night.

You're not going alone.

I can go if you want.

She's your responsibility, Benítez.

Yes, sir.

Can you wait for me outside?

Cloud doesn't like anyone coming close.

Thanks.

How are you?

Did they hurt you?

Everything will be fine.

Benítez, can you get the horse?

- Then I'll go. - Okay, I'll take care of it.

Quick, before he runs off!

How are you?

I'll be fine.

I don't want you to go.

I don't want to go.

But your dad…

My dad already knows.

He knows and wants me to marry my cousin.

No.

That won't happen.

Josefina will help us keep in touch.

Yes.

I have to go.

No, please wait.

Nobody can tell me if we can love each other or not.

I want what you always said.

"Let love define my fate."

Do you remember when we were kids?

Wait, wait.

Boss.

Your gun.

That way!

When am I leaving for Cali?

Where the fuck is she?

Dad.

I decided I'll go to Europe in a month.

Stop, stop.

Stop, stop.

DAYS LATER

My brother will be there.

Are you two sure?

Oh, yes.

My dad thinks I'm going to Europe.

It's perfect to go with Joaquín to Bogotá.

Fine.

Marianita.

Let's finish packing.

What's the matter?

- Are you okay? - I'm fine.

I got a little dizzy, I must have traveling anxiety.

Come here.

Come here.

You're pale.

What's wrong?

How long have you had these symptoms?

What symptoms?

Ofelia, I'm fine.

Why don't you help me pack? We're running behind.

Mariana, could you be pregnant?

No.

You should see a doctor.

Ofelia, please, don't tell my dad.

Your health is important and we need to know for sure.

Promise me you won't tell him.

I promise I won't tell him, but I'll get the car ready

and take you to the health center.

Ofelia.

Mr. Alfredo.

Let's pretend we won't be living alone in this house, all right?

So be it. Excuse me.

What's wrong?

Little Mariana is…

She's not well. I'll ask the driver

to get the car ready and head to the health center.

- Excuse me. - What's wrong with Mariana?

What is it?

Mariana.

What's wrong?

I'm not feeling very well so they're taking me to the doctor.

The plan remains.

Let's go, please.

What are we doing in the convent?

I was raised here.

I think it's better if the doctor sees you here.

But why? I'm not that sick.

No, but I don't trust nurses.

Mariana, can you imagine if people find out…

about the state you're in?

Mother.

How are you, child?

- Come in. - Thanks.

- This way, please. - Thanks.

Come in.

I'm going to get the doctor.

But hurry, I don't want to take long.

All right.

It will be fine.

Ofelia!

Ofelia, open the door!

Ofelia!

Mother, this is…

a donation from Mr. Alfredo so Mariana is taken care of.

Ofelia! Ofelia, get me out of here!

I know she couldn't be in better hands.

Ofelia!

Ofelia, open the door!

She's like a daughter to me.

- Ofelia! - Don't worry. As soon as

the doctor checks on her, I'll be in touch.

We'll see to it that she has everything she needs. Come.

Ofelia, get me out of here!

Ofelia! Let me out!

Ofelia!

We estimate this to be the best crop in the past ten years.

So, with your authorization, we can hire 100 laborers for harvesting.

Do what you have to do, Benítez.

I'm sorry Mariana is sick.

You can count on me for whatever you need.

Mm.

Indeed…

Mariana is sick, not in her body, but in her soul.

Do you have kids?

They're interesting… children.

A blessing, but they can also be a curse.

In Mariana's case, I'm partly to blame.

I didn't pay enough attention to her.

I let her mix with those… people.

Listen very well, Benítez.

Do you want to save yourself the trouble?

Don't ever trust them.

Every problem has a solution.

Hmm.

Trust cost my wife her life.

A loosely mounted saddle by a useless Negro and she fell off the horse.

I should have checked the saddle myself.

Anyway, as I said, Benítez, we need them to work the fields.

They're nothing but beasts of burden.

Having trouble with the Mosqueras, right?

I don't mean to meddle in your life, but if you tell me,

I'll go,

do the job,

nobody will find out, and we won't mention it again.

Roy, pal, look at how they treat you!

- Benítez. - Oh…

Please get me out of here, Benítez. Please help me, please.

I'll help you, but you have to collaborate.

I've confessed everything, I swear.

No, no.

You forgot to confess that Joaquín Mosquera was your accomplice.

And you broke into the house last month.

- Joaquín? - Mm-hmm.

He wasn't involved.

You know he was.

I'll refresh your memory.

"This little chain was my mom's."

"We'll be together again when it's around my neck."

"The three of us."

What happened? You look like you saw a ghost.

- Mariana said the plan is still on. - Mm-hmm.

Is she backing out?

- Who was this letter sent to? - Read.

"If we're not together now, it's because I have good news for you."

"Not only have you made me the happiest woman in the world,

but you will make me the happiest mother in the universe."

Oh, my! I'll be an auntie!

- I'll be an auntie! I'll be an auntie! - Shh!

Where's your discretion?

Who else knows?

I don't know. Ofelia took her to the health center.

All right. I'll go get her.

Don't tell the news to anybody. Not even Mom, okay?

No.

Rats always return to their burrow.

Jose, run!

Freeze!

On your knees!

On your knees!

No, no. Don't move, you cow.

You broke into the estate with Black Roy, right?

- Hmm? - That's not true.

- Let him go! - Yes!

Obey, Negro!

Hold him, hold him tight.

What's going on?

Your son… is Black Roy's ally and broke into the estate.

That's not true! That's not true.

Yes, it's true.

He confessed in front of a judge.

Joaquín.

I'm sorry. We have to take you.

I didn't do anything.

- I didn't do anything, Rogelio! - Joaquín.

Do something!

- Joaquín. - Joaquín!

Graciliano!

- Sorry to barge in. - Can you knock?

Yes, sir, but I need your help with my son.

They're accusing him of being a bandit and you know him. He's not a bad boy.

- He's incapable of hurting you. - But he can hurt my daughter.

Your son got involved with my daughter.

- I know, sir. - Shh.

I warned you, didn't I, Graciliano?

I ordered your son not to mess with my daughter, right?

My sole inheritor.

I know, sir.

And I apologize for that.

Send me to jail,

- but-- - No… No, Graciliano.

I need you at the estate.

Not your son.

But my son is innocent, sir.

Please.

- If you have mercy on us-- - Mercy?

More merciful, Graciliano?

Did you forget that you and your family arrived here with nothing?

Everything you have, everything you are, you owe to me.

I know, sir.

So I don't understand why you come here asking for mercy

after such betrayal.

That beast that you have for a son ruined my girl's life.

And humiliated my name.

Sir, look…

This part is beautiful.

Sir.

Speak.

I swear on our Lord, sir,

that if you help my son,

I'm willing to do anything to fix this mistake.

- There's no fixing this. - Please.

Your son is going far away and he won't return.

- Please, sir. - Stop begging.

Have some dignity.

What is it, Doctor? Will I lose my baby?

No, no. Don't worry, everything's fine.

I want to run some bloodwork to be on the safe side.

For now, you need complete rest.

- I want to go home. - No. We can't have that.

It's not up to us for now. It's not up to me.

But rest assured, I will talk to your dad and let him know what you decided.

For now, I need her to rest, Sister.

You need to stay in bed. A lot of rest.

Yes.

Hold on, Sister. Don't close the door, please.

Take it easy, my girl.

For both your sake and your baby's sake.

There's a strange odor.

- It's not the Negro. - It's the car.

Nothing's perfect.

Stay put, Murcia.

It's overheated.

Water.

It's overflowing.

Hold on until it cools off.

Close it, it's splashing.

The Negro ran away.

Come on!

Murcia.

That way! That way!

Freeze!

Stop!

Don't shoot. I swear I'm innocent.

Take me to Mariana Azcárate. She'll explain the truth.

Look.

- Stand still! - Okay. Calm down.

I can pay you.

Take me to Mariana, it's all yours.

She can pay you as well.

I swear, I swear, I swear.

The Negro tried to attack us and we defended ourselves.

Be thankful I saved your life.

Subtitle translation by: Paula Llapur