All language subtitles for The Ministry of Time - 04x06 - Time Flies_track6_[eng]

Any news about Lola?

I miss you.

I'll change the past.
I'm responsible for what will happen.

Excuse me.
I'm sorry, I'll be right back.

Lola is in no shape for a mission.

Call Alonso.
Ask him to come back to work today.

Everything will be alright.

Relax, Don Salvador.

This is the undersecretary's office.

- This is too big a responsibility.
- You can do it.

Mission accomplished.
We got Guernica and Las Meninas back.

Something's odd, Alonso.

I screwed up. Damn, I screwed up.

I was the one supposed to go.
I should be dead.

Second attempt.
I won't let Julia and Alonso die.

The time travel ship.

Wasn't The Time Ship
a novel by Gaspar y Rimbau?

I thought it was just a novel.

You can't deny a drink to a prisoner.

García's fluid
allows you to time travel

without aging or rejuvenating.

- Is he Alonso?
- Yes, and I'm Julián.

I will fix this. I promise.

- Get in the car.
- The Ministry screwing my life again.

- You have one minute.
- It's pure bluff.

I never bluff.

- Where are the others?
- All of them?

You can't change time.

It gets worse each time.
It hurts, but let her go.

Come here.

- You're so distrustful, Lola.
- How do you know my name?

It's 1945. Second World War.

Bad year to stop. Crap!

Why do you come here?

I'm not under that gravestone.

Forty years since we first met.

Forty years already?

Time flies.

I love that you remember the day
we met, and not the day I left.

You never left.

Hello, Ernesto.

Does it have to be today?

Alright. I'll stop by my house
and go there right after.

MARCH 10

We must hurry,
or we'll be late, Mr. Einstein.

Time is always relative, Mr. Herrera.

Your suit is ready.

Die, Jew scumbag!

Einstein murdered in Spain.
That can't be right.

We've been asking
for a budget increase for a year.

One year and a half, to be exact.

And all of a sudden, an officer
comes to talk about it.

Better late than never.

In this case, I'd say, "It's not over
until the fat lady sings."

What is his name?

Ignacio María Ayerbe de la Fuente
Giménez-Salgado.

My God.

If you lower your guard,
he'll take your names, too.

Excuse me, boss.
There's an emergency.

Say something.

- It's a personal message for you.
- Alright.

- Allow us a moment, please.
- The officer is coming.

I waited a year and a half.
He can wait five minutes.

Of course, sir. Let's go.

It's Emilio Herrera.

Einstein was murdered.
Emilio Herrera is a suspect.

Albert was found shot dead.

Emilio was unconscious
with a gun in his hand.

Impossible. They were friends.

With friends like these,
who needs enemies?

Emilio Herrera. On this exact day?

Yes. Too much of a coincidence.

If you say so. What shall we do?

Einstein didn't die in Spain in 1923.

He died in the United States in 1955.

We must fix this immediately.

It's not a good idea
that you do this.

Angustias, I must solve this myself.

Not a word to anybody.

See, hear and keep silent.
Those are my three commandments.

Remember to turn on
your GPS on your cell.

Yes, Angustias, I will.

No, no.
Blanquita's bath time is sacred.

I'll be there eight o'clock sharp.
See you later.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
It was my fault.

- You're right about that.
- I'm sorry.

Lout!

What did you call me?

Lout.

I apologized for my clumsiness.

Apologize for your insult.

What are you going to do
if I don't, Mr. de Entrerríos?

- Do you know me?
- Alonso, leave that man alone!

- Excuse him.
- Hi, how are you? Are you...?

- Ignacio Ayerbe Giménez-Salgado.
- Right.

- You can call me Nacho.
- Thank you for that.

- I'm an officer from the Presidency.
- We are aware.

- Come with me, please. This way.
- Yes.

Why does he know me?

I don't know.
But you put your foot in it.

MARCH 9

Nice?

I admire you, Mr. Einstein.

I admire you... a lot.

Thank you.

No, no. I've had enough.

Don't tell me.
It's from the man over there.

Ten thousand euros?
Ten thousand euros for falconets?

Damn the falconets. What are they?

A falconet is a small copper cannon,
Mr. Ayerbe.

- Call me Nacho, please.
- Sorry, Nacho.

Falconets shoot small iron balls.

They were small enough to be carried
by mules or even soldiers, if needed.

I'm learning a lot here.

Would it be possible
to get cheaper falconets?

- Cheaper?
- For a bit more you can get an AK-47.

You kiss the mule
and the soldiers' back pain goodbye.

You want Hernán Cortés
to conquer México with an AK-47?

It was a joke, Irene.

Anyway. Let's continue.

Two thousand euros for twenty ruffs.

I guess they are not birds.

You're right, Nacho.
Ruffs are frilly collars.

Worn in the Golden Age.
We go there a lot.

I get it. Interesting.

Thank you for your help.
We'll continue tomorrow.

- How about eight in the morning?
- Perfect, Mr...

Call me Nacho, please.

Let's see if I'm lucky enough
to meet Don Salvador Martí.

See you tomorrow.

I'll be back tomorrow at eight.

We should have let Alonso
beat him up.

That's just what we needed!

How come we have to be here
at eight? It's almost midnight.

This Ministry needs a labor union.

Any news about Salvador?

Salvador? Salvador who?

Salvador.

Salvador. I know nothing.

Something about Angustias
reminds me of myself.

She's not a good liar.

Please, have one more drink.

Just one more.

We should leave. Mr. Einstein
has a conference tomorrow.

Guess why I treated you to drinks.

You don't see two geniuses
seated at the same table every day.

I'm flattered.

I think the only genius here
is Mr. Einstein.

Yeah!

Yes. I listened carefully
to your speech

at the Aero Club Awards in Paris.

- You were in Paris.
- Of course.

My wife loves hot-air balloons.

By the way, you were wonderful,
and you came out second.

The one who won first place
was wonderful.

Bravo!

Fantastic.

He says he will talk
about time travel tomorrow.

That's a good topic.

He says he doesn't care
if nobody understands.

If we put our finger near the fire,
one minute seems to be an hour.

But if we spend one hour...

With somebody we love,
it seems to be one minute.

- Do you speak German?
- Many diplomats in my family.

- Bring another bottle, please.
- No, please, don't.

Everything is relative.

Sure.

Finally.
I thought he would never sleep!

Here you are.
The grape juice was delicious.

Thank you.

Yes, madam.

- Let's go. Come on, up.
- Olé!

Come on. Come on.

Your jacket. Careful. Yes, yes.

Yes, yes. Your jacket.

Do you want coffee?

Give me your gun.

- Where shall we take him, Mr. Martí?
- To Loarre.

And remember. Nothing happened here.

Of course. I don't know
why I'm talking to myself.

Where am I?

The conference!

- The conference!
- Olé!

Finally. I was on pins and needles.

Relax, everything is in order.
Any news?

The officer is in a meeting
with Ernesto and Irene.

- Shall I tell them you're here?
- Don't!

I'll go eat something. I'm starving.

I see many foreigner names
on the payroll.

Particularly, Arabians.

I assume they are documented.

Arabians, Jews, Moriscos
lived in Spain for centuries.

They are as Spanish
as you and me, Nacho.

Maybe more.

Because of the number of years.

I loved your speech, really.

Are they documented or not?

- Are you kidding?
- No.

Things have changed. Laws are not
the same as centuries ago.

Centuries ago, a lot of people
were expelled, but here we are.

From what I see, I won't be able
to speak to your boss today, either.

The leader of the opposition said

the government's decision
is demagogic and unpatriotic.

The government spokesperson
made a prompt reply.

The leader of the opposition
made a childish speech,

and nobody will teach us patriotism.

Nice comeback.

On international news,
cosmonaut Mijail Kuliákov died,

the first man on the moon,

author of the phrase, "We work
for the good of humankind."

Space conquest was possible thanks to
the scientist Emilio Herrera.

Herrera?

...he donated his spacesuit
to the Soviet Union in 1936.

No, not again.

Hello.

- Did you have lunch?
- Yes.

Who was the first man on the moon?

That Russian guy... I can't remember
his name. The one who's just died.

- Okay.
- Careful. The auditor is still in there.

Hello there. Don Salvador Martí.

That's what they call me.
May I ask you a question?

What's the name
of the first man on the moon?

- Kuliákov!
- Thank you.

Kuliákov! Of course.
I had it on the tip on my tongue.

I'm worried about you, boss.

Your memory is too good
to forget such a name.

Has any alarm over Emilio Herrera
from 1936 gone off?

No. Why?

I've just read in the papers

that Emilio Herrera donated
his spacesuit to Russia in 1936.

He'd never do that.
Americans were the first on the moon.

- History was altered.
- Why are you the only one who knows?

Because I'm somehow connected
to Emilio Herrera.

- Remember to take...
- Yes, I always have the GPS on me.

As I can't see your boss,

at least I'd like
to interview these employees.

You see... that won't be easy.

Let's see.

- Jesús Méndez is on sick leave.
- Jesús Méndez?

- Pacino.
- Right.

- Alright, go on.
- Argamasilla went back to his era.

Sáinz quit the Ministry.
He makes web series now.

Ortigosa is on a mission
in the Caliphate of Córdoba.

Julián Martínez left this morning
to solve the foosball-patent issue.

Do you really care
about these trifles?

Many inventors forget to register
a patent or ask for a receipt.

Do you really want
a Spanish invention to be stolen?

Anyway. It's a pity
I won't meet Julián Martínez.

Is there anybody here?

CUATRO VIENTOS AIRPORT
MADRID 1936

Mr. Indalecio, this can't be true.

No, no, this can't be true.

According to the weather report,
the most suitable day is tomorrow.

Yes, we must take care of each peseta
as if it were the last one, I know.

I understand your reasons.
Minister... Alright.

Yes, Sir. I'll do as you say.

The project halted, Gerardo!

Two days before Spanish science
touches the sky.

And not metaphorically.

Alright.

- Shall I clean up the plans?
- Please, do.

Don Emilio Herrera?

Now is not a good time, sir.
Who let you in?

Could you allow us a moment, please?

Just go, Gerardo.
Things can't get any worse.

What do you want? Make haste.
I have no time or energy.

I'm here to take care
of the spacesuit.

The minister is very diligent.

I've just talked to him,
and he's already sent somebody.

You talked to Indalecio.

I bet he said, "Take care of each
peseta as if it was the last one."

- How do you know?
- It's his favorite phrase.

We should understand him.

We're in war. Too much trouble
on Earth to look to the stratosphere.

Damn wars.

Do you know what? In the end,

every scientific advance
is used to hurt people.

- Is there anything wrong?
- No.

Your face. It looks familiar.

- There's no time to lose.
- What do you mean?

Your invention cannot fall
into the wrong hands. Follow me.

- Would you like to get a new ball?
- Yes.

Son of a bitch! I'll kick your ass!

Nothing like your mother tongue
to insult someone.

The Russians want your spacesuit,
and I'm here to stop that.

It's always been safe here.

Only I know where it is.
And my assistant, Gerardo.

To be honest, I don't know
what I would do without him.

Gerardo.

What are you doing?

- I'd say he's stealing the spacesuit.
- You are correct.

- Why?
- I don't trust this government.

It's full of rich people
who care about their own comfort.

We work for this government,
and we owe loyalty to it.

And lose the war?
No, thank you very much.

What I make of your words

is that you think
Russia will save Spain.

And you want to compensate them
by giving them the invention.

No.
It's for the good of all humanity.

That sounds familiar.

The spacesuit is mine. I invented it.

I won't allow it to leave Spain.

I truly admire you
as a scientist and as a person.

But I can't understand
how a man your age can be so naïve.

Enough talking.

Gerardo. I beg you.

Arturo, tell the others we're ready.

And let them take care of this?
No, we will do it.

They will see
we can do these things, too.

Nice clogs.

- What could this man want?
- Nothing good.

- He's an untrustworthy fool.
- I don't know, but he's so annoying.

I'm going to get lunch.
I'll be back in one hour.

One hour? It was my turn!

- What an idiot.
- Poltroon.

- Lout, meddler!
- Simpleton, toff!

A complete jerk, that's what he is.

- I'll air the office a little.
- I'm leaving.

Don Diego, for God's sake.

Alonso, Alonso!

We were so handsome.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

- It's not your fault.
- Yes, it is.

What's wrong? Eyes to the front
and don't try to confuse me.

No, I'm the one who's confused.

What year did he go to?

To 1936, Madrid.
The Cuatro Vientos Airport.

He could have gone
to Torremolinos in the 1970s.

When did Salvador start
doing fieldwork?

There's no time for talking.
Look at his GPS.

He's going fast to nowhere.
There's no town or house.

He's not answering the phone.
We must go get him immediately.

Angustias, how long
has Salvador been doing this?

Since I've know him.

- Do you know why he does this?
- No idea.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Stop!

Our Father who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name...

How come a senior official
turns out to be a priest?

- It comes from his guts.
- Who asked you?

If you're going to kill us,
do so already.

But don't show contempt for us.
I don't believe in God, either.

But if this man wants to pray,
you keep your mouth shut.

Now you're giving me moral lessons?

Stop, damn it! Stop.

- Let's do what we came to do.
- Yes, let's do it.

Turn around.

Would you mind?

Drop your weapons to the ground.

- Are you alright?
- Yes, I'm fine.

I guess Angustias told you.

- What do we do with them?
- Search them for guns.

Let them free. It will take them
a while to get to town.

- Do you want some?
- No, no.

Hand me the keys to the car. Quickly.

- Go back the way you came. Run.
- Come on!

We have to go now.

There's something else we have to do.

The spacesuit.
Please, put it in a safe place.

Who knows, it might help man
to get to outer space.

Yes, I spend on canvas and oil paint.
Am I supposed to paint with pens?

What I don't understand
is why you are making identikits.

A street artist would be cheaper.

You're getting it wrong,
I don't just draw; I paint the soul.

Paint souls cheaper.
Or don't paint at all.

You're charging
for two different centuries.

Why do you look at me like that?

I'm casting the evil eye on you.

I'm done.

Are you leaving?

Yes. I met too many
mediocre people to put up with you.

Bright sparks like you who think
all in life is about numbers.

Including talent. But talent
can't be counted in numbers.

Mediocre people don't have talent.

Anything else?

No, I'm all set.

Tell Mr. de Entrerríos
to come in, please.

That's fast.

Nice piece of trash.

- I hope you have the receipt.
- Please get out of my office.

- Why would I do that?
- We have an important issue to solve.

We'll talk
about whatever you want tomorrow.

I think you owe us
more than one explanation, sir.

As undersecretary, I will explain.

Yesterday was my forty-year
anniversary in this Ministry.

And that's something
I'll never forget.

Especially when the same day,
you meet the woman of your life.

Hello? Alright, I'll do it right now.

- Is Salvador Martí here?
- Yes, that's me.

The undersecretary
wants to see you now.

I'll be right there. Thank you.

- Are you new here?
- Is it that obvious?

Yes. Only new employees
say "thank you." I'm Sofía.

- I am...
- Salvador. I've just called you.

Right. Right.

Excuse me, sir.
I'm not supposed to be a field agent.

I know that you aim high.

That's why you're
President Suárez's favorite.

But everybody here goes on a mission
to learn about this Ministry.

Yes, sir.

What do I have to do?

Go to this address in Granada 1889

and give this
to the man of the house.

Baldovinos... that's your last name.

Yes. He's my great-grandfather.

Tell him the notary sent you
to give that to him.

The notary?

This is the door.

Excuse me, undersecretary.
What's inside this envelope?

It is a land-title deed

of a territory near Sierra Nevada.

As time goes by,
they will be worth a fortune.

Afterwards, I will inherit that.

You're changing history
for your own benefit.

Like everybody does.

Do you know how small
the pension I get is?

No.

You'll see when it's your turn.

Listen carefully.

If you tell anyone about this,

I'll send you to Calatañazor
dressed like a Moor,

and I can assure you you'll lose
something more than a drum.

- Do I make myself clear?
- Yes, sir.

Then go.

I guess you are Mr. Baldovinos?

Yes, you guessed right.

This is for you.

- It's very important.
- Do I owe you anything?

- No.
- Good. I wasn't going to pay anyway.

Son, let's go have tea!

I have to go.

- I'm really sorry, kid.
- Yes.

Thank you, sir. You saved my son.

- Emilio Herrera, pleased to meet you.
- Salvador Martí. Likewise.

- Come have tea with us.
- No.

I'm begging you, please.

If you insist.

- You have to be careful, I told you.
- Yes.

You can play, but be careful.

Behold the power of science.

What's your name?

Emilio, just like my father.

Do you want to be a magician?

No, I want to fly.

In the beginning, I felt like a hero.

Angustias.

Don't stay listening behind the door
or you'll get back pain. Come in.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

As I was saying,
in the beginning I felt like a hero.

I had saved a kid.
But I started wondering.

What if I saved a future Hitler?

Or the father of a serial killer?

I might have changed history. My God.

Do you know what the kid's name was?

- Did I screw up?
- No. You're a hero.

She told me who he was.
A genius in aeronautics.

He got second place
in Paris Grand Prix in 1906.

In 1914, he made it to the headlines

for flying across the Strait
of Gibraltar with Ortiz Echagüe.

For that reason,
he was handed a golden key

by Alfonso XIII.

He designed a zeppelin bridge
between America and Europe.

It was organized by the Germans.
We couldn't come to an agreement.

What is Einstein doing there?

In 1923, Herrera was his host
when he visited Spain.

They became good friends.

But Herrera's greatest invention
was the spacesuit.

Around 1930.

The first spacesuit model in history.

It's identical.

NASA offered him a lot of money
for his moon project,

but he refused because they
didn't accept to put Spain's flag

next to America's flag
if they ever got to the moon.

That man was a patriot.

And he was ahead of his time.

Yes.

Neil Armstrong,
the first man on the moon,

brought a moon rock
to give it to Herrera's heirs

as an homage
to the research he had conducted.

But Herrera had already died.

- Do you know what the sad part is?
- No.

The moon rock got stolen in 2004
from the Cuatro Vientos museum.

Spanish thieves.

Spain has thieves
and is unfair to its heroes.

When war broke out,

he fought for the Republic,
though he was the king's friend.

This loyal man was exiled.

He got to be a diplomat and
president of the Republic in exile.

He died in exile in 1967.

I need some air.

I don't understand.

Herrera exists because I saved him?

He would have existed anyway.

If I didn't save him,
we wouldn't have gone to the moon?

Welcome to the Ministry of Time.

I have to write a report.
What should I say?

Don't write it. Leave it like that.

It will be our secret.

Since then,

I felt that whatever happened
to Herrera was my responsibility.

You could say you were that man's
guardian angel all his life.

And he was mine.

If I hadn't gone on that mission,
I wouldn't have met Sofía.

That was our secret.

He was the son we never had.

We went to his wedding,
to his son's funeral...

All of that without them noticing.

Maybe your repeated travels
to see Herrera have distorted time.

Probably.

All this is happening
on my most important anniversary.

Poor Emilín.

"The father didn't get
as high as he wanted,

"so the son went down
faster than he wanted."

God, forgive me.

But every night I dream
that I kill Queipo de Llano

for having said those words.

Don't get your dander up.
Our son died with honor.

Something that trashy general
never had.

- Leave memories in peace.
- All we have left are memories.

I devoted my whole life
to my country, to science.

And look at us, here we are.

- Like two nobodies.
- No.

We are two decent people
who've always done what's right.

I wouldn't change that for the world.

Not even for the Ritz?

This house is our little palace.

Emilín looked so handsome.

What's wrong, Emilio?

Hand me the magnifying glass, please.

I'm here to take care
of the spacesuit.

Tomorrow, he'll talk
about time travel.

That's a good topic.

I'm Emilio Herrera.

Salvador Martí. Pleased to meet you.

Emilio.

Emilio.

Will you tell me what's wrong?

Nothing.

Nothing's wrong.

Does Rodolfo still work in Fígaro?

- In the classified advertising area?
- I think so.

Go get him, please.

I'm sorry about what happened.
Especially for my discourtesy.

Don't worry. I'm sure
it was a very important matter.

- I totally understand.
- I hope so.

- Do you want to ask me any questions?
- No.

Ernesto and Irene have told me
all the information I needed.

Your people made me see
what you really are.

A family that looks after each other.

Thank you very much.

In the end, you'll end up liking me.

To be honest, we'd like you better
if you increased our budget.

Man, man, man! I'll do
everything in my power to do that.

But I must go now.
Thank you for everything.

- You're welcome.
- Thank you.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- He may turn out to be a nice man.
- We'll have to wait and see.

- Here we go again.
- Emilio Herrera?

That's right.
You're on a French paper from 1947.

MEET ME IN JARDIN DES PLANTES AT 11.

Isn't that annoying?

Are you serious?

Herrera realized I time travel,

and he needs answers
about the meaning of his life.

- Like we all do.
- That's right.

Stealing the moon rock Armstrong
brought to Spain is too much.

He brought it for him, Irene.
But he was dead.

In 2004, it was stolen
from the Cuatro Vientos museum.

The idea is to steal it before that,

and give it to Herrera in 1947.

History wouldn't change
and we would do... What is it called?

- Poetic justice.
- Right.

Boss.

Count on me.

Alright. Count on me, too.

Alright. Go ahead.
I'll stay here, watching the house.

Thank you, Ernesto. Shall we?

He says, "Thank you, Ernesto" a lot.

A drink every now and then
wouldn't hurt.

Angustias, what's up?

What...?

Tell him to come in.

So, you are...?

Ignacio María Ayerbe
de la Fuente Giménez-Salgado.

Do I have to show
my identity card to you, too?

His identity card says it's him.
And I called the president's office.

Do I have to stand here for long?

Let me say
you got off on the wrong foot.

No, no. Take a seat, please.

Gentleman, would you please
give us the moon rock?

Don't worry. We won't tell anyone.

And you won't either.

To tell you the truth,
I didn't think you would come.

I had no choice.

Actually, I don't know what to say.

I don't know anybody
who's talked to their guardian angel.

Please, I'm a regular person.

It's always called my attention

that a scientist like you
believes so firmly in God.

I don't know where
you see incompatibility.

God is the greatest scientist
who's ever existed.

He created the universe.

Why did you want to meet me?

You see...

...I wanted to know
if my life was worth it.

In the last years,
my life was full of grief.

God knows I love my country
more than anything in the world.

I fought for it
even despite my values. But...

Sometimes you'd rather have been born
somewhere else.

You read my mind.

You know why you're so big?

For everything you achieved
despite Spain undervaluing science.

A country where someone
dared to say, "Let others invent."

This is for you.

- What is it?
- A moon rock.

Really?

We'll go to the moon.

I knew it! When?

In 1969.

With a spacesuit
created based on your model.

The first astronaut
to walk on the moon

took this rock to Madrid years later
to pay tribute to you.

- I won't be here.
- No.

- Does this answer your questions?
- Yes, it does.

It all finally makes sense.

Can you...

...hug a guardian angel?

Can you hug a genius?

Of course.

You didn't have to do this.

On the contrary. We had to do this
three days ago. I'm sorry.

The commotion made it impossible,
but I admit we're a disaster.

Some more than others.

- Isn't it great? I painted it.
- Yes.

You know I don't like
celebrating too much.

We can celebrate it being one day
without alarms over Herrera.

Right. And we got a budget increase.

Yes, but just five percent.
Not a big deal.

Sometimes I wonder
how we managed to keep this running.

And we don't know yet
who the fake government agent was.

Then let's throw
the cake to the floor

and make a suicide pact
if it's all so crappy.

Shut up, don't say such things.

- Will you blow out the candles?
- You have to make a wish first.

Yes, come on. Make a wish.

All my wishes came true.

Salvador.
Salvador, is there anything wrong?

No, nothing.

- Why are you here?
- Can't I be worried about my brother?

Carlos María Isidro, a snobbish name.

It doesn't sound familiar to me.

If we don't do something, he'll die.

You'll die, asshole.

Bring the king, and you two
will travel to 1832 with a double.

- Stuntman?
- A double of the king.

When will I get the script?
I want to read it.

We're creating a new format,
a historical reality show.

Basically, you just have to lie down
as if unconscious.

You bring me here
to play a role with no lines?

Let the show begin.

He didn't die last night.
Something went wrong.

- You know what doesn't fail? Weapons.
- Don't despair.

Like artists say, "Break a leg!"

No.

What is he doing?

Yes, sir.
First season of Love in Fierce Times.

"Being fully aware of death
motivates us to live more."

- Garcilaso?
- Paulo Coelho.

You cannot speak.
How do I have to say it?

You're touching my tears, husband.
Tears of a mother for her daughter.

You can't stop watching.
It's mesmerizing. A live life show.

If you sold this television format,
we'd solve our budget issues.

You can't trust a civilian.

You are his fan, aren't you?

I like the actor, not the soldier.

That is not in the script.

- For God's sake!
- You caused big trouble, Cucalón.