Original subtitles

Antonio!

Osvaldo!

Brother.

Osvaldo.

Thank you for coming to pick me up.

No, please.

I didn't have time to come.

Actually, I didn't want to come back ever again.

You always, always come back to Paris.

Let's go.

Let's go.

I bought you a Merlot, like the ones you like.

Now that you're rich and famous, you see, we have a limousine waiting for us outside.

And you are like, fatter too.

Is it cold here in Paris?

No, autumn is cool.

No, it's not.

Excusez-moi.

C'est joli?

Non, c'est bon.

Peña and Claude?

Ah, Condenado Franchu, I was going to let you freeze me here.

Antoine, mon ami.

You're always so nice.

Welcome.

It's not so cold.

In autumn, nobody freezes in Paris.

Ah...

Let's see.

Come on.

Tell me.

How are you doing, my dear Venezuela?

Have a nice trip.

To you, Cher.

Madame Mouton.

Madame Pinton.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

The owner of the building is a friend of your mother.

And the price is 3500.

It's not expensive.

It's a very good price.

A room, a bathroom, and a kitchen.

Of course.

So, do you like it?

Yes.

That's good for me.

Hello, good evening.

Thank you.

Merci.

And you?

And how is everything?

Fine.

How are you doing, my dear?

Beautiful.

Fine, thank you.

Paris is Paris.

Always very surprising, right?

Yes, I'm happy.

And Mireille's scarf.

What is Mireille's dress?

Feminine or masculine?

No, no, no.

The, the, the is masculine.

Excuse me.

Can I come in?

You have already come in.

Go ahead.

Thank you.

Come on, let's go.

Like a cat.

Like a cat.

Cat.

E.

E.

Like the.

The.

The.

The.

The.

And I.

I.

O.

O.

Like a doll.

I made myself a doll.

Then...

Where?

Where?

Below.

Below.

Below.

Above.

Above.

Above.

Below.

And below.

Below.

Good.

It's good.

It's good.

It's over.

You have to study.

You have to do your homework.

You have to do all your homework.

Go.

See you tomorrow.

Hello.

I'm Antonio from Venezuela.

What's your name?

Maria Teresa.

From Paraguay.

I was born in Asuncion.

Come in.

Come in.

Did I invite you for a coffee?

You like it?

Yes.

Why not?

But just one moment.

I live far away.

Come on.

Come on.

This is beautiful, isn't it?

One.

One.

Merci.

Merci.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Look, Paris is a beautiful, romantic city.

And well, anything can happen.

You are very funny.

Where do you live?

You said you live far away.

If you want, I can accompany you.

I live far away, yes.

About an hour by train.

And the last trip leaves at 6 in the afternoon.

Why do you live so far away?

I couldn't live like this without enjoying Paris.

Being always so far away.

Enjoy?

I live so far away because I'm in a political refugee albergue.

You don't know anything.

You don't know anything about what's going on around you.

And did you know that when you talk like this, you look much more beautiful?

The train is leaving.

Antonio.

It's true.

Everything could happen in Paris.

If they believed in God, I would ask for patience.

It's true.

Because I never understood these faggots of yours.

And I am the artist.

Anyway, you are the one who will arrive late.

You are going to have a dialogue.

For next week, you get together to have a dialogue.

Do you agree?

We agree.

Well, that's it.

That's all.

Voilà.

Merci.

May I accompany you for lunch?

Of course.

Seems like you didn't have anything to eat.

Of course.

Excuse me.

A little pause...

I have food.

Now I can accompany you to eat.

But I'm done.

I had problems in Paraguay.

And some nuns helped me to come to Paris.

By means of a man who also lives here.

But let's not talk about that.

It brings bad memories.

And where do you live?

I live nearby.

If you want, I invite you to visit my house.

We can talk and have a drink.

Come on, say yes.

And I was not wrong.

You are a bourgeois.

This must be very expensive.

Where do you get the money to pay it?

Really...

My family helps me.

Your family doesn't know what to do with what they earn.

It's not fair.

Several people could live here.

And this is as big as Las Pampas.

You're exaggerating.

It's really an apartment of a room.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Cheers.

I miss him.

I miss my mother.

And the people in the neighborhood.

My classmates from the university and the struggle.

Sometimes I also feel alone.

But well...

Here we are celebrating this new friendship that accompanies us and unites us.

Bad news.

I lost the last train at seven at night.

Well, if you want, I'll pay you the taxi.

A taxi from here to Refugio?

No, that's a fortune.

It would be an abuse.

And I can sleep here on the sofa.

You lend me your phone and I call and say that...

I'm going to stay with some friends if it has happened before.

Okay.

Yes, I can.

I wish you my bed.

I can sleep here on the sofa.

Thank you.

Don't look at me.

Don't touch me.

Thank you.

But Teresa...

My boyfriend Ramón and I, together with some classmates from the National

University of Asunción, formed a student resistance

group against the Alfred Strohner dictatorship.

That criminal dictatorship that still governs Paraguay.

Ramón, my love.

Bye Paco and Tania Andes Ewi.

Bye Paco and Tania Andes Ewi.

Keep calm.

We are only students of dissatisfaction.

We were not armed.

But... Remember our oath.

If one falls, the others will continue the struggle.

Rest as you can.

Hey!

Ramón promised us that no one would speak.

And I didn't speak.

I kept my word.

But he died for me.

Shut up!

Shut up!

Ramón!

Ramón!

Ramón!

Ramón!

Stay.

No, don't be crazy.

What are they?

Don't get up.

I know the way.

Please, forget about my tragedy.

Good morning.

The summer is far away.

My home is far away.

The cold invades my dreams.

The loneliness torments me.

A little pause.

..

and we are back.

A little pause... and we are back.

A little pause... and we are back.

A little pause... and we are back.

A little pause... and we are back.

A little pause... and we are back.

A little pause... and we are back.

A little pause.

..

and we are back.

Why do you look like that?

It looks like you were at a funeral.

What's going on?

Almost.

What about the political attitude?

I don't know why you invite me to these things.

What's going on?

Do you think your mom and I are very comfortable here?

Of course not.

But public life demands it.

Yes, but don't you see the amount of money?

And the candidate dreaming of the presidency of the

republic to steal the money like they've done everything.

Stop it!

It's not enough.

Meanwhile, it's the people who are suffering.

Antonio, enough.

Enough, Antonio.

We'll talk about it later.

Forgive me.

No.

Forgive me.

Monsieur?

Fabien?

Oui.

It's beautiful.

Monsieur?

But this dress is very expensive.

That money would serve for a fairer cause.

There is no fairer cause than to show off your beauty.

And it costs a fortune.

I only accepted it because it's your birthday.

I'm going to show it to you.

Happy birthday!

Cheers.

Ah!

Serious?

He's a murderer, Premiere Martín!

Murderer!

Criminal scum!

Mother!

Mother!

Who are you?

I want to meet you, you coward!

Mother Teresa!

You've killed so many people!

You've put me in charge of your crimes!

You know what you're talking about.

Sir nenek.

Mother!

You!

I'm your son.

Antonio!

What?

That son of a... I don't know you.

Don't make a mistake!

You're a cop!

You should have killed yourself!

Take all the money!

Antonio!

Antonio!

It's the police!

It's the police!

It's the police!

Yes, Bucle?

Ambassador?

Yes.

Of course.

Thank you very much, Ambassador.

The Ambassador will be interested.

Very well.

Thank you.

Officer?

Yes, Lito.

Thank you very much.

Antonio?

Ready.

The owner of the restaurant was willing to go with us.

We will not present any charges.

Pay attention, we can't let this happen again.

We are going to get into a government...

He didn't even buy you a present.

I'm sorry, it was my fault.

I just wanted you to have a happy birthday.

Hey...

Yes, I'm with you.

I'm happy.

I'm very happy.

Besides, the night is just beginning.

You were very brave.

I'm very proud of you.

See?

That's my best birthday present.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Happy birthday.

Happy birthday.

The Ambassador will take care of it.

You can come in.

Alone.

Ambassador.

I've known your family for years.

That's why I sued for you.

Dr. Espinosa.

The diplomatic world shouldn't have a murderer like that among its officials.

Every country believes in those who think they are necessary.

For their own interests.

You are an ambassador of a democratic and free country.

That Captain Martínez is a murderer.

You should thank the Paraguayan ambassador for accepting my request so that the

military military unit Martínez won't be in charge.

Ambassador.

In the lobby is my girlfriend, Maria Teresa.

Who I would like to thank for everything you've done for us.

What I did, I did it only for you.

I don't want to meet that girl.

And wait.

Avoid meeting with dangerous women.

Ambassador.

We are now at the embassy of the Paraguayan.

The demonstration group.

We observe several people of different origins who manifest energetically their

need for freedom in the government of President Roque.

...

... ... ... ...

They look suffocating.

...

Ho the

hell ¿I would like to focus the situation we are in in Paraguay.

People should know how this regime tortures us.

Thank you madam.

Thank you.

We are seeing the manifestor asking for freedom.

And in Paraguay, this is where you must be cursing us.

Mother Teresa, you can't stop getting into trouble.

And always accompanied by this big asshole.

But we were protesting.

Come in.

And you, fuck, leave us alone.

Don't touch me, don't touch me, calm down, calm down.

Mother Teresa.

Mother Teresa.

Marguerite.

Marguerite.

Marguerite.

Trois francs.

Merci.

Merci.

Marguerite.

Trois francs.

Trois francs.

Trois francs.

Bonjour.

I don't want to lose you, Mother Teresa.

You will never lose me.

You will never lose me.

Madame Houton.

Bonjour, s'il vous plaît.

Bonjour.

Cette dame, qui est-elle?

Est-ce qu'elle habite ici?

Oui, Madame Houton.

Elle est ma fiancée, Maria Teresa.

Quelque chose en café?

Non, merci.

Cette dame n'était pas dans l'accord de la location que j'ai fait avec votre mère.

Je la me souviens, Antonio.

Se would have been dreaming.

It's not the time to return to Paraguay.

We are not doing anything here.

What do you mean, we are not doing anything?

And all the fights we have been doing during all these days,

what-What are you doing, you couldn't sleep last night?

It's not like I'm sleeping last night, or that I'm not

sleeping last night, we have been here for four years.

We are here for four years.

Captain Martin.

Here's another one of our officers.

Hey, how

do you call her?

I repeat, how do you call her?

Who drives this subversive periodical crap?

Who drives this shit?

Who drives this shit?

Who drives this shit?

You see me now?

I'm taking care of your little boyfriend.

What do you want with this fucking shit?

Calm down, guys, calm down!

Our task is to get the resources to help the comrades who fight inside Paraguay.

Never forget that responsibility.

Mr. Manuel, give me a minute, please.

Guys, I don't want to keep fighting with you, we are the same.

It's not a question of fighting, Pedro.

Excuse us.

We were making too much noise.

I just want to tell you...

that Maria Teresa doesn't have to go back to Asuncion.

I don't want her to go through everything that she lived there, Mr. Manuel.

It's premature for us to go back to Paraguay.

In the case of Maria Teresa, even more.

We are happy here.

She doesn't have to suffer anymore.

I know you love her.

I'm not going to ask her to go back to Asuncion.

Any inconvenience?

No, no, no.

Bless you, mother.

Son, God bless you.

You look great.

Thank you, mother.

Sit down.

Thank you.

Who is that young woman who lives in your apartment?

Always the best, right, mother?

I knew it.

She's Madame Mouton's daughter.

She doesn't waste time.

I knew it.

Don't mess with Madame Mouton.

She's a good friend.

And don't change the subject.

Don't go crazy.

Who is that young woman?

She's just a girl, mother.

Do I have a right or not?

Of course you do.

I wish it was just that.

But the references that the ambassador gave me were others.

Son...

Don't get involved with dangerous women.

Is that why you came from Rome?

Is that why you went to the international conference?

For some gossip?

No.

I came because you are my beloved son.

I wanted to see you.

But that doesn't mean that I'm here to warn you of some mistakes you can make.

Yes.

And also to remind you why you are here.

Did you already graduate from the University of Aix-en-Provence?

I sent the papers.

But they still don't give me an answer.

I'm getting heavy, I know.

I look like a grumpy mother, don't I?

What do you think if we toast with a good wine and you tell me?

Yes?

Something bad.

Do you want to go with me to Aix?

I would love to.

We would go to Avignon.

It would be nice to meet the Riviera.

It's more than that.

I was accepted at the University of Aix-en -Provence.

The University?

I didn't know that...

And why didn't you tell me anything?

Because I wasn't sure they would accept me.

And I was afraid you wouldn't want to go with me.

Would you move with me to Aix?

Move?

Live there?

No.

No, and my fight?

And I'm sure you, Antonio, know that.

I don't ask you to forget, Maria Teresa.

I ask you to live the present.

That you dare to conquer a new future.

To be reborn from the very beginning.

My only truth is the freedom of Paraguay.

My daughter.

Stop!

It's her.

It's Maria Teresa.

Are you crazy, man?

It's not Maria Teresa.

You know it can't be her.

It's true.

You're right.

No, Antonio.

You're going to shock me and we won't make it to the conference.

You're right.

It can't be her.

Well, well.

25 years have passed.

It's good, isn't it?

Yes, mine is from Mantecón.

And yours?

Yes, it's good too.

It's super good.

What are you doing?

Maria Teresa, no.

Open up!

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

It's just a poor tramp.

Why did they hit him?

Nothing.

It's because of evil.

Evil is not possible in our country.

You know, everyone here is evil.

They're evil in America.

So we have to change the world, Antonio.

I thought I stoned you.

No, no, don't worry about that.

That happens.

When you defended me from Captain Martinez, you were very brave.

What happened to me?

Maybe you have to learn that injustice needs to be faced in all cases.

Not only when it comes to your loved ones.

Let's go.

Go on.

You will be the only foreigner here, so the only Latin American.

Tell me a question.

Why did you choose to study this speciality?

To teach in my country.

We will serve people who are prepared.

Very good.

That's all.

Thank you.

You are welcome.

I think we are the only ones who are not from here.

From Marseille, from Paris, from Alexandria.

My name is Antonio Rodriguez.

Would you like to have a drink tonight?

Yes.

It's nice.

It will be nice.

Yes.

How did it go, my love?

Well.

Perfectly.

Yes?

I'll tell you the details.

Thank you.

By the way, we have an invitation for a party tonight.

Oh no, please.

I'm not good at nightlife.

My life is different, my commitments are different.

We'll talk about that later.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

We are making things here.

Vive la France.

Welcome to the world.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

No!

Antonio Rodriguez.

Yes?

You're from Caracas, right?

Caracas.

I thought you were the only Venezuelan here.

The second only one, brother.

Nice to meet you.

Osvaldo.

I'm at the school in Villazar.

How are you?

It's a pleasure.

Antonio, I'm in the Faculty of Law.

I'm from Tujua.

Tujua?

No, no, no, no.

Tujua, Tujua, Tujua.

And well, I'm staying here in Legre Costa.

Damn!

What cold water, I say now, brother.

That must cost a fortune.

Well, I'm looking for an apartment for rent.

Do you know of any?

Yes, plenty.

You stay with me, Tujua.

Thank you, brother.

Look, and what happened?

Chale pichon?

Look, the princess loves Venezuelans, brother.

They're waiting for me.

No, Ale, I don't understand Spanish very well.

Ah, Alex, you're going to learn Spanish.

We're going to eat something.

Yes?

Yes?

Yes?

Yes?

Yes?

Yes?

They say that the king is going to be cold and cold.

And it's raining.

Oh, cold.

Cold as hell.

The important thing is that we get all the ingredients.

Well, it cost a little, but here it is, right?

Are you going to do it there at dawn?

No.

What is that?

The typical Christmas dish from Venezuela.

Well, don't worry, today I'm an expert at making them.

And since it's your first time, we're going to make it more fun for you.

Tie them up.

Look, what is the typical Christmas dish in Paraguay?

None.

Oh, no?

That dictator eats shit, he stole our Christmas.

We're here preparing food, while in Asunción my mom doesn't have anything to eat.

Well, let's do one thing.

Help me wash the leaves, okay?

With soap?

Do you eat soap?

No.

No, with soap, with water, with water.

I'm a mom and I see a bouquet.

It's twelve o'clock and the Son of God is born.

He's in his cradle.

And I'd like to go ahead and deliver the gift, if you'll allow me.

Of course.

This gift is for you, Maria Teresa.

To you.

To you.

This bright symbolizes our love.

With your permission.

And as this stone is, it is our love, eternal, magical.

It's romantic.

It's romantic, let's celebrate now, let's go!

Yes, hello.

Yes, it's me.

They just gave me a piece of news and I want you to be the first person to know it.

The dictator is gone.

Maria Teresa is gone.

He's gone.

It's Don Manuel.

The dictatorship fell.

Strohner left power and he went to Brazil.

Don't you stop calling me Don Manuel.

And if I have to go to Paris, I'll go.

Do you plan on going back to Asuncion?

I don't want to lose you, Maria Teresa.

No, I have nothing to do in Paraguay.

I'm going to bring my mom.

They're going to hide all the horrors.

I could finally know where they buried Ramon's body.

You're always going to let me talk about Ramon.

What you did is a lot, right?

How stubborn you are to always talk about Ramon.

It seems like you felt what a ghost did.

Please, Ramon is dead.

He was murdered.

35 years of Paraguayan dictatorship.

And it's time to discover the archives of terror.

After so many years.

What happened to those murderous vultures?

At first they were imprisoned.

Then they were insulted and fled the country.

But they have nowhere to hide.

The world has changed.

Universal justice.

The protests to protest against the increase in gas in Caracas resulted in looting.

They were reprimanded.

What the hell is going on in Venezuela?

They are rapists and they are killing people.

I don't need to call my family.

The lines are impossible.

You have to stay calm.

You are new in this.

You will see worse things.

Yes?

Ambassador, how are you?

Antonio Rodriguez is speaking.

How are you, Antonio?

Do you have news from Caracas?

Yes.

Well, there are some dead.

Yes, unadapted officers.

Where your family lives, nothing happens.

What the hell does this fucking ambassador have?

He is seeing that he is killing people and he still says that I should stay calm.

The strange thing is that you in Venezuela don't

live in a dictatorship like us in Paraguay.

It doesn't matter.

The dictatorship exists in us, in the upper classes, in the poor.

Do you really believe what you just said?

Yes.

Then finally we are on the same side.

I am going to Paris to meet my people.

Yes, I will accompany you.

There you always know what is happening in the world.

And in the end you can know what is happening in Caracas.

Yes.

Good afternoon, comrades.

Good afternoon, Maria Teresa.

How are things going?

Here we are planning everything.

Yes.

I am under arrest.

And be sure.

Nothing is going to happen.

We have to keep fighting.

Wherever we are.

For our family.

For you, for me, for everything.

Of course.

Maria Teresa.

The comrades are returning to Paraguay.

Do you need anything?

A process?

Anything?

Yes.

Just two things.

Give this letter to my mother.

And locate the place where Ramon's body is buried.

One day I will return too.

And I would like to honor his grave.

Girls.

Boys.

This is the moment.

Paris is full of tourists from all over the world.

We must organize, with a lot of intelligence, a mobilization.

May everyone know, be aware.

And accompany us in our struggle, our struggle for full freedom,

our struggle for a true real democracy.

Boys, this is the last time here for you.

You, the comrades who return to the homeland.

They return, but don't let them fool you.

The dictatorship is still alive.

They are opening the prisons so that the world creates them as democrats,

but they are still the same tyrants.

Oíma.

Take care.

Oíma.

Oíma.

Out, murderers!

Out, murderers!

Out, murderers!

Out, murderers!

The new ones are the same murderers!

A little pause... and we are back.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Listen guys, the Salamans are now moving from the east to the west.

It's magnificent!

Come on, let's eat!

Come on, let's eat!

No, no, no, we have to wait for Antonio.

But I'm hungry.

We have to wait.

No, we have to wait.

No, we have to wait.

Where have you been?

We've been waiting for you for an hour.

Antonio, freedom!

Yes, better freedom.

Freedom, Antonio.

The world is changing and stopping well.

The Berlin Wall has finally fallen.

The Cold War is over.

The Cold War is over, brother.

They buried the Wall!

Alpin will unite the two Germanies.

There's nothing else to talk about on the street.

The Wall of Shame has finally fallen.

We are finally going to enjoy the true freedom of Paraguay.

Ready and... Go!

It's good.

Did you buy it?

No, I don't know.

It's too good.

What is it?

It's cheese.

Do you want some?

No, I don't know.

Excuse me.

Stop!

Look how pretty.

Yes?

A bag?

Come here, girl.

I want to read you the good fortune.

Don't be afraid.

And call your boyfriend.

I know he's out there.

For a few coins, I'm going to read you the fortune.

You need it.

My daughter took a letter.

And you another one.

I have to do this.

You love each other, and a lot.

The letters say it.

You will be together forever.

But in another life.

Excuse me, what do you mean by that?

I'm talking to...

I'm talking to Mrs. Antonio.

Our love is true.

I just need your letter.

Uy, Bonzo.

Mr. Manuel.

I've brought it with me.

I dreamt that Paraguay had dreamt of me in the second murder without you.

Are you sure?

And how do you know?

Maria Teresa.

My love.

My love!

My love, is

something wrong?

The Paraguayan thing.

My love, but you have cried.

A little.

You know, my problems as always.

The encounter with my dreams.

My commitments.

My promises.

My vows.

I'm going to take a shower.

Let's go for a walk.

No, not tonight.

I want to be with you.

Without anyone else.

I'm going to Paris early tomorrow.

All of a sudden?

Did something happen?

They need me.

For a special occasion.

Come.

Love me.

You're going to Paris tonight.

It's urgent.

But what about my mom?

Come.

Oh, my love.

Forgive me, mom.

Forgive me.

Forgive me for everything I did to you.

There's nothing to forgive, daughter.

Nothing.

I've always been right.

I've been very brave.

I'm always prudent.

And, to the next day, I would forgive you.

Bonsoir.

I've been waiting for you.

Hey!

My beloved Antonio.

I think about you even though I know it's over.

I write this letter of farewell...

even when saying goodbye...

It's a dilemma that I still can't figure out.

Maybe like a flower that grows and becomes beautiful, but it withers in summer.

Yes.

The summer of our love.

Although saying goodbye causes me pain, not saying it would be a sin.

Because the worm grows, becomes a butterfly of a thousand colors,

but in the end it dies.

I feel that I die when I say goodbye.

Although I would like to write a poem full of colors, in the middle of spring.

Love is pain and crying.

Knowing that I will not see you again.

But no one can prevent me from still imagining you.

I say goodbye to you in this letter, even when I want to say I love you.

At that moment many things changed.

Everything happened so they could teach me.

The tension.

Did you discuss it?

Did she leave you?

She left this letter and left.

It's impossible.

To show you that you are very big.

She is calm.

She is going to Paraguay, Alexander.

But I have to do something.

I can't stand with my arms crossed.

I have to do something.

I can't stand it.

I don't know what I'm going to do without her.

And if the police didn't come.

Those people from Paraguay are all communists.

They probably have them signed.

It is dangerous, to assume that we have committed a crime.

No, be calm.

Look.

I really can't stand this hunger and anguish.

Do you agree?

Let's go.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello, sir.

Oh, hello.

Hello.

Hello, sir, this is Sophie.

Paraguayan.

She is a refugee here.

Please.

Her name is Maria Teresa.

We do not have the authorization.

Sir, please.

We are looking for her every day.

Sir, please.

Sorry.

Sir.

She is Paraguayan.

Sorry.

Sir, she is here.

Sir.

Madam.

Madam, hello.

Madam, hello.

Excuse me.

Madam.

Alex, let's go.

I have already imagined this shit.

This type of Algerian life, that it was hard for him to tell us something.

The musician.

The musician is Maria Teresa's friend.

He must know how to fly.

Fly that musician.

In a metro station.

In a metro station.

On that one.

Antonio.

Paris, Démillion.

Metro station.

Pigalle.

Pigalle.

Pigalle station.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Come on.

Come on.

Let's go.

Let's go.

I'm going away from you because I understood

that I am the gray cloud that clouds your way.

I leave you to leave me alone.

That's the one.

Alexander, this is the one.

That's the one, Hualto, the guy.

I saw him!

I saw Alexander.

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Where is she?

I don't know.

You do know, and you won't say, or do you want me to kill you?

No, no, no, no, no, no!

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.

Look Pedro, we have nothing against you.

But where is Mera Teresa?

Where is she?

I don't know.

Go!

I don't know, I don't know.

But I do know who knows.

I do know who knows.

Where is she?

Where are you?

I'm back to your mission.

You promised me that you wouldn't let me go back to Paraguay.

I did.

Maria Teresa wanted to go back.

I had everything.

Everything with me.

Everything.

We wanted to have a child together.

Why?

Why?

Why not that?

Many reasons.

All important.

For the love of his homeland.

Love that grew in exile.

He wanted to fight for freedom again.

To be part of the consolidation of democracy.

To fight against the murderers who still...

are in power.

You must never forget...

what he lived and why he was in Paris.

If you love her...

you must respect her decision.

No, I have to go to Paraguay.

I have to be with her.

I suggest you don't go.

I have to fight with her because I don't understand this, Manuel.

For me, Maria Teresa is...

Maria Teresa taught me everything.

You would suffer even more.

Very well, just go, try not to exist again.

Antonio… Ramon, his boyfriend is alive.

He is staying with him.

I knew you would follow her and...

and she wrote you this note.

With you I dreamed again.

Antonio.

Hey, Antonio.

Everything is going to be fine.

Ladies and gentlemen, we present to you Mr. Antonio Rodriguez, our guest today,

who does not need an introduction.

Thank you very much for the presentation.

Thank you very much.

First of all, I would like to thank the president of the organization for the

invitation and also the delegates of member countries at the conference.

Today, I want to talk to you about human rights

and democracy in Latin American countries.

A few years ago, a refugee who had an extraordinary

light in his heart inspired me to fight.

What will happen when we end indifference and hypocrisy in the world?

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

What will happen when we end indifference and hypocrisy in the world?

I met her in her autumn with the one we see today.

I want to tell you her story, which is my story too.

A story marked for each of the dead leaves that fall in autumn.

Paris always reminds me of her name.

Her name.

Maria Theresa.

My name is Maria Theresa.

My name is Ana She sees the war through the window Dreaming that there is only

peace She feels the bodies calcined She sees the destroyed streets A little pause.

..

and we are back.

A little pause... and we are back.

A little pause.

..

and we are back.