01x06 - Episode 6

[bunniefuu]

[birds tweeting, flies buzzing]

[insects buzzing]

[footsteps]

[dramatic music playing]

[Emilia] Morning.

Hold on, Baui is coming
with the dressings, hmm?

How are we today?

How's your cough?

Your grandma has it now too, doesn't she?

Fever's going down. It's getting better.

This arm is looking better.

You've developed quite the skill
for making soap.

[Baui] Yes, well,
I've been neglecting the bar.

-Perfect.
-Since you got here.

[Emilia] Well, I'm turning you
into an apothecary.

[Baui laughs]

-[groans]
-You're doing great. I'm almost done.

-[groaning]
-[Baui] I know it hurts.

-It does.
-You're gonna feel better.

[man 1] Yes. Ah!

[Emilia] Have you been drinking your teas?

Okay, blow for me now.

[man 2] Doctor!

Doctor!

Help! We need the doctor!

[Daniel] What happened?

They tried to execute him,
but he fought back.

-[Daniel] For what?
-For treason.

-Treason?
-[man 2] That's all I know. Help, Doctor!

Uh, I'm not the doctor.

[donkey braying distantly]

[patient groans weakly]

Hold still, hold still. It's okay.

Baui, hand me the scissors. There we go.

I also need a clean bandage, please.

-[Baui] Bite down. Stay calm.
-[Emilia] Just breathe, it's okay.

Breathe. Good, good.

And, got it.

[patient gasps]

[Emilia] Mm-hmm.

You think this one's really worth it?

-They're all worth it.
-Ha!

[baby crying]

[dour music playing]

Mm.

[insects chirruping]

[door closes]

[sighs]

What are you reading?

Nothing. It's all old news.

[sighs]

Did the boy they brought in survive?

No.

Did he say which side he was on?

[Emilia sighing] I did everything I could
for him, but we don't have anything here.

We need penicillin
or even just clean beds to start.

[Daniel] Mm-hmm. I'm sorry.

I feel like a useless fool.

Don't you dare. There's only room
for one useless fool in this town.

And it's me.

[sighs]

[Emilia] Are you ever gonna tell me
what happened to your leg?

I told you, I was attacked by a tiger.

[scoffs]

You said an eagle.

Mm. It was both.

[Daniel sighs]

[dramatic music playing]

[dramatic music continues]

LOVESICK
BASED ON THE NOVEL BY ÁNGELES MASTRETTA

[Emilia] Which one had the infection?
Was it you?

[people groaning and sobbing]

Let me see. Open your mouth. Say, "Ah."

-Ah.
-Ah. Ah.

-[exhales]
-[woman] Slow down!

[girl] I'll get back home first.
You'll never catch me.

[boy] Hurry up, let's go!

[man 1] Better yet, just a tequila.

[man 2] Aguardiente!

-[cork pops]
-[Daniel] Thanks, Tenancio.

-[Tenancio] Of course.
-My friend, you saved me.

It's been months
since I've heard anything.

-Well, I'm not sure...
-[Daniel] Thank you.

Of course. I...

Emilia.

This is my wife.

Tenancio.

The government is done,
and we're rid of Huerta.

Villa's army seized Zacatecas,
then guess what?

Carranza got to Mexico first,
but Zapata came in from the south

and when the Villistas reached the city,

all the leaders took a turn
sitting in the presidential chair.

Sounds like it was madness.

Yes, but this was many months ago.
You didn't know about any of it?

No, we don't get news here. One more.

The wounded that come to us daily
tell us little things.

The m*ssacre at Zacatecas
was something I can never truly explain.

I'm here because the rumor is
they were planning on distributing land.

I'd like a piece of it.

If I can get my hands on some land,
I'd be wealthy like my old bosses.

-[Daniel] Well, I hope that you do.
-[glasses clang]

[slurps]

[Tenancio] It's unfortunate
they can't reach an agreement.

But since Porfirio k*lled Madero,
there's no chance for peace.

-[Daniel] Porfirio didn't k*ll Madero.
-[Tenancio] He did.

-No.
-[Tenancio] The federal army?

No, my friend, it was not Porfirio.

It was the federal army
commanded by Victoriano Huerta.

Those are the same people?

[laughing] No!

-[indistinct chatter]
-[children laughing]

[plaintive music playing]

[door opens]

Shh! Sorry, sorry.

Go back to sleep.

[horse whinnying distantly]

[thuds]

[Daniel sighs]

[Daniel] It seems like
we're missing everything.

[Daniel chuckling]

What do you mean?

[Daniel] All of it!

Months go by and we're stranded
in the middle of nowhere.

I would've been long gone
from this filthy little town

if you hadn't found me.

[Daniel sighs softly]

I don't know when I got so undisciplined.

I was doing good work as a journalist.

You were a half-dead dishwasher
when I found you.

-Hardly a promising journalist.
-[Daniel laughs]

I'm sorry, I forgot
that the only profession worth a damn

in the middle of nowhere is a doctor.

How could I have been so stupid?

Please, forgive me.

If people like you weren't sh**ting
each other, you wouldn't need doctors.

So it's our fault
for wanting something better.

What do you want, Daniel?

I want to get the hell out of here.

So leave.

I'm not going without you.

-Why not?
-Because you're my whole life.

Wouldn't be the first time
you left your life behind.

And what do you want?

To stay here in your hospital?

With nothing? With no beds or penicillin?

How long are you willing to do that?

Forever?

[both sigh]

You have no idea, do you?

[screams]

What?

-Huh?
-[Emilia] Nothing.

Nothing.

I've been trying
to build a life here with you.

[Daniel] Right, I forgot,
you can just build a life anywhere.

Forget the w*r,
as long as people are sick.

That's all you need, right?

Give you a town full of people
who worship you like a saint,

and nothing else matters.

You're just the perfect doctor.

What are you doing?

Let's leave.

Come on, we're going. Let's fight.

[Baui] What do you mean going to the w*r?

The w*r is here.

Yes, but Mexico City is where
the real battle is waging on.

Wait, you're going there?

If you're out of soap, make sure to wash
the wounds and gauze every two days.

But make sure you're careful
with the man in cot 3.

Those sores are from sugar disease
and can easily get infected.

Remember, he can't eat tortillas.

You know what to do
with b*llet and machete wounds.

Just clean and sew them up.
You're gonna do great.

-[train whistle blows]
-No, no, no. Emilia, you can't go now.

I'm not ready. I've only been
observing you for three months.

You'll be okay. I trust you, hmm?

-[train whistle blowing]
-Just breathe.

[panting] Let's go.

If we miss it, who knows how long
it'll be until the next one.

[Baui breathing heavily]

You're gonna need these.

We can't thank you enough, Baui.

Safe travels, treacherous dishwasher.

[crying]

[Baui] I'm sorry, I'm crying.

[sentimental music playing]

[Baui] If you die out there,
I hope it's quick and painless!

[uplifting music playing]

[whinnying]

[train whistle blowing]

[Daniel] No! Wait! Wait!

Wait up!

When I tell you to, jump. Ready?

[Emilia] Yes!

-[Daniel] Now!
-[Emilia] Ah!

[grunts]

-Good!
-Yeah.

[Emilia panting]

[sighs]

[train rumbling]

[indistinct chatter]

[woman] Sit down, you two.

Come on, that's enough!

[acoustic guitar being played]

Bet this isn't where Mr. Porfirio
thought his luxury cars would end up.

[Daniel] Hello.

We'll leave our things here.

[passengers singing in Spanish]

-Good day, sir.
-[man] And to you.

[continue singing in Spanish]

[women scream]

[Emilia] What's going on?

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

Thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.

[dramatic music playing]

[train whistle blowing]

I'm starving.

[Daniel] I'll find you something to eat.

No, I'll go look around.

[gentle string music playing]

Would you like a tortilla?

[Emilia] Can I help you?

What happened to your arm?

Mm, it's no big deal.

-I had a fight.
-Mm-hmm.

How long ago?

Roughly a week.

[train whistle blowing]

[woman] What's wrong with them?

[man] Children have no respect anymore.

[Daniel] I had better luck.

Mm!

[chuckling] I haven't
seen chocolate since Chicago.

Mm, someone on the red car
got a suitcase full at the border.

[gasps softly]

Mm.

I stitched and cleaned a woman's wounds.

We'll exchange food for consults.

I don't know.

But I did happen to notice
how your notebook looked rather lonely

without paper and your little pencil.

[Daniel] Mm.

Be sure to write it all down.

[soothing music playing]

[woman] Miss.

Miss.

-Hmm?
-[woman] Uh, uh, is this the yellow car?

I was told that the lady in the yellow car
could help my poor mother.

-Well, I can certainly try.
-Yes.

[Emilia] What's wrong?

[woman] Look.

-[mother moaning]
-Gentle, here.

You're able to read and write?

Yes.

Maybe you can help me.

[lighthearted music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[Daniel] Next, please.

-Come on up.
-Thank you.

-Take a seat.
-Good day, sir.

-So who's your letter for?
-My father.

Just tell him that all is good
and that I'm alive.

But make it sound pretty.

[Daniel] Who's next? Come on up.

Uh, my head's gonna explode.
The pain is unbearable.

-[Daniel] Next, please.
-You're not warm. So that's good.

Drink a lot of water.
Do you have a place to lie down?

[Daniel] How long has it been
since you've seen her?

[man] About two years.

[passengers snoring]

[train whistle blowing]

[brakes squealing]

-[men whooping]
-[g*nf*re]

[loud banging and g*nf*re]

[man 1] All right, come on. Get up here.

[man 2] Good evening.

-[man 3] Hello there.
-[man 4] Hi, good evening.

[laughter]

-[man 5] Evening, ma'am.
-[man 6] Good evening.

[man 7] Whoo! Mm-mm!

[man 8] Just through here. Come on now.

[man 9] Make room for the general.

-[man 10] Excuse us, sir.
-[man 11] Wait, please.

[Daniel] Good evening.

Whoever they are, it's best for us
to make friends with them.

-Hey, how are you?
-Good evening. How are you, sir?

[guitarist singing in Spanish]

[man whooping]

Move aside, please.

[people singing in Spanish]

Hey.

Where are you going?

Wherever they want us.

Good evening, General.

-Evening.
-Daniel Cuenca. Pleasure, sir.

[singing continues]

This is Emilia, my wife.

What are you both doing on the train?

My wife is a doctor and I'm a journalist.

-We're on our way to Mexico City.
-A doctor? Your wife?

One does what they can.

You said you're a journalist?

How can I help you? Have a seat.

[strumming melody]

[man singing in Spanish]

-[General] Where are you two from?
-[Emilia] Puebla, sir.

[officer] Why are you headed to Mexico?

[Daniel] To see what's going on
with the government.

Who do you see winning?

[General] I don't care about
the infighting of politicians.

The important thing is that
we don't forget this revolution.

No matter what.

It's the poor against the rich,
that's all.

I was once very poor.

But now I'm very rich.

What's crucial is that we make sure
whichever government wins this fight

protects those in need.

Most importantly,
we cannot let the power fall

into the grasp of the bloodthirsty.

You think that's what's happening?

Of course I do.

That what you see when you look at us?

Just a bunch of bloodthirsty g*ons?

[laughter]

I wasn't referring to you.

How can you be so sure?

Because you haven't k*lled me
despite my impertinence.

[tense music playing]

[General laughs]

[General] You won't last long
with a tongue like that, my boy.

[guitar being played]

I've heard rumors
that you're able to write letters.

You never learned how to write?

Not well.

I'm hoping you could write a letter
worthy of my wife.

I took her from one of the haciendas
we took over.

Her father didn't want her to go,
but she said yes.

Let me see what I can do.

I trust you.

[man, in Spanish] ♪ How beautiful
Is the quelite ♪

♪ Blessed be the one who formed it ♪

♪ That on some street ♪

♪ I have someone to remember ♪

♪ On the road to San Ignacio ♪

♪ On the road to San Gabriel ♪

♪ Don't leave love pending ♪

♪ Like the one you left yesterday ♪

[all] ♪ Tomorrow, I'm leaving tomorrow ♪

♪ Tomorrow I'm leaving here ♪

♪ And the comfort that remains ♪

♪ Is that you will remember me ♪

[man] ♪ At the foot of an oak tree... ♪

[train whistle blowing]

[bird screeching]

[groaning]

[Emilia] Here, drink this.

[groans]

[train brakes squealing]

[distant shriek]

[officer] Hey, do you have
what I asked for?

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

What was that about?

A love letter. It's nothing.

Ah.

Well, she's a lucky girl.

[General] Cuenca, let's move!

Come on.

Best of luck, General.

So a woman doctor who also gives commands?

[laughs]

My God, what an incredible sight.

Good luck.

It's okay.

-Hmm?
-[Emilia laughs softly]

[horse whinnies]

[hooves clopping]

[moaning loudly]

Look.

[moans softly]

Hey there.

Hello.

What are you doing?

I couldn't bear
her constant moaning anymore.

You know acupuncture then?

I'm not sure of the name, but I'm Teodora.
Pleasure to meet you.

I was just trying to help.

Perhaps I can learn?

[whimsical music playing]

You just have to feel it.

[Daniel] Ow.

Hey.

[Emilia] Teodora told me
that if it hurts, it's working.

[Daniel sighs]

Yeah, but you don't know
what you're doing yet.

[laughs]

Thank you for taking me with you.
Now I've learned something new.

Thank you for coming with me.

You're magnificent.

[gentle music playing]

I got shot.

And a doctor without your magic touch
pulled it out with a machete.

That's what happened to my leg.

I woke up in the middle of the desert
with vultures circling overtop of me.

I limped to the ranch
and sewed up the wound as best as I could.

I stood there helplessly
as the general we were supposed to follow

m*rder*d all those prisoners one by one.

Without mercy.

The man only stopped
when his finger got too sore.

Then he turned the g*n on his own men.

No one was spared.

Not even the children.

Everyone thought I'd been k*lled.

Someone got word to Aunt Milagros,
and she told you.

All of this must be worth something.
It just...

has to.

Mm.

It will be.

[sighs]

[gentle music playing]

[gasps softly]

[breathing deeply]

[insects chirruping]

[train whistle blaring]

[moans softly]

[Teodora] How's our patient?

Did she get up?

[Teodora moans]

It does smell great. Thank you.

She's cured.

Mm, I'd say ungrateful to you.

[Emilia chuckles]

[Emilia] Daniel?

Hmm?

[Emilia] Daniel, look.

It's the volcanoes. We're here.

[uplifting music playing]

-[Emilia laughing]
-[Daniel screaming triumphantly]

[Emilia squeals]

[Daniel grunts]

If you lay down
and slept for a thousand years,

I'd wait forever at your side.

But I'm wide awake instead,

and I choose to follow you.

[laughing]

[uplifting music continues]

[both scream]

MEXICO CITY


[water splashes]

[Daniel sighs]

[water bubbling]

[sighs]

[Daniel] Don't you grow tired
of soaking in my filth?

[Daniel laughs]

[gentle music playing]

[Emilia] Where are you going?
Let's rinse off.

I've been wanting
to give you that for a long time.

Daniel, where did you get this?

[Daniel] A simple love letter
is worth a great deal to some.

[both chuckle]

-So, shall we get married?
-[sighs]

That would be twice.

And I would again and again.

[gentle piano music playing]

[horse hooves clopping]

[bells tolling]

[Emilia] The last time I was here
the streets were full.

[Daniel] People are afraid to go out now.

[vendor] Read the latest, folks!

All the country's breaking news
can be found right here!

The Villista press,
El Demócrata, La Opinión! I have it all!

-[Daniel] Good morning.
-[man] Morning.

[Daniel] Salvador Cuenca's
mailbox, please.

[typewriters clacking]

[Emilia clears throat]

There's a bunch for you.

[mellow music playing]

I got my wages.

About time.
Any longer and we'd lose our home.

Let me send a telegram to Salvador,
and we can go.

Exchanging w*r stories with your brother?

Hmm.

[Daniel] Love stories, actually.

MEXICAN TELEGRAMS
I'M MARRYING EMILIA

[birds tweeting]

[Emilia] Benito Juárez is buried here.

[Daniel] So?

[Emilia] Let's go.

Mariano Miramón was buried just nearby

until Concha, his wife,
found out Juárez was close by

and moved his body somewhere else.

Enemies and politics will haunt you
even long after you're dead,

so I think it's best to avoid them.

That's not always a possibility.

[Emilia] Mm.

[bird wings flapping]

[grunts softly]

[Emilia sighing] Poor Juárez.

He fought so long and so hard
for the civil registry,

and they're all closed.

[Daniel] Well, then,
how are we supposed to get married?

Hmm. We'll find a way.

Excuse me, do you know what time it is?

-Sure.
-Yes.

HERE LIES REFUGIO PINEDA


Sorry, it's quarter to 1:00.

[man] And the day?

Tuesday.

Sixth of June.

And the year's 1915.

I already knew that part.

[Emilia] What's your name, sir?

Refugio.

[Emilia chuckles]

[clears throat]

Perhaps you could marry us, Mr. Refugio?

I cannot.

But why?

I refuse to marry those who will separate.

And what makes you say
that we'll separate, though?

Because I can see the future.

Then, according to your predictions,

who's gonna take over
the government in the revolution?

The vilest of the vile.

I'm sorry, but you're wrong,
because we never plan on separating.

Well, it's not exactly
a thing you plan, is it?

But if you truly do love each other,
I'll do it.

Come, this way.

[soft music playing]

What are your names?

[Emilia] Emilia Sauri.

[Daniel] Daniel Cuenca.

[Refugio] This tree...

feeds on the light of the dead.

Therefore, we don't need
any more witnesses today.

Bite down.

Daniel Cuenca

and Emilia...

-Sauri.
-Sauri.

Sauri.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

[tender music playing]

Now buy me a nice meal.

[both laugh]

[indistinct chatter]

[General] It looks full in here.

Don't worry, General.
We have a private room for you.

I'll join in a moment.

Juan?

Cuenca?

[Juan gasps]

Rumors were that you'd been...

[scoffs]

Come upstairs. We have a table. Join us.

No, but thank you.

Would you excuse me?

Go on, don't worry about us.

I won't be long.

You're thinking about your prediction.
I can tell by that smug look on your face.

What's his occupation?

He's a journalist.
So he's always chasing gossip.

How about yourself?

I'm a...

doctor.

But why do you say it like that?

Because you're the first person
I've said it to.

Well, I'd actually
already figured as much.

[laughs]

Don't waste your time talking about Villa.
The Carrancistas are on the move.

Villa has the city.

[man] Or whatever's left of it these days.

[men chuckle]

-What do you plan to do about Carranza?
-Who's the new punk in the room?

Daniel's a reporter in the north.

Doesn't look like a Northerner to me.

Sir, I'm from Puebla.

And before this, I was working
down south with the Zapatistas

before Madero was m*rder*d.

Then I joined the Division in Chihuahua.

So you're a traitor to many
and loyal to none, are you?

I said the same thing to all of them.
The true enemy is Huerta.

But apparently, I missed the moment
we turned on each other.

If the Zapatistas had simply
stopped fighting each other,

there'd be no w*r left to fight
and we'd be free of the b*stard Carranza.

Daniel, shut up.

[dramatic music playing]

[man clearing throat]

My friend is correct on this one.

Us journalists need to shut up
and listen once in a while.

-[Emilia] I have to go.
-I'm gonna stay for a bit longer.

Carranza's advancing from Veracruz,

and the Villistas
are completely out of control.

Refugio has a granddaughter who's sick.

[somber music playing]

[animal bleating]

[Refugio] Careful.
It's just through here. Come on.

-[Emilia] Good afternoon.
-And to you.

[Refugio] This way.

In here.

-Eulalia.
-[Eulalia] Hi, Grandpa.

This is the doctor.

Thank you, Andrés.

[cow lowing]

[baby crying]

[somber music playing]

[woman] My Lord.
You're so handsome, my boy.

Hello, I'm Emilia.

I'm gonna examine you, okay?

[sheep bleating]

Open your mouth for me.

[baby crying]

[Eulalia] Can you keep a secret?

[Emilia] Yes, what?

I'm not gonna make it, I know.

[inhales sharply]

[Emilia] For now you just need to rest.

Make sure you eat.

Someone will need to milk the cows.

[cow lowing]

[Emilia] I'm sure someone will,
won't they?

Doctor, uh...

I'd rather my death
be a shock to those around me

than to be a burden beforehand.

[Emilia] People are dying, Daniel.

They're dying of typhus,
and typhus is caused by hunger.

If this w*r you insist on waging
doesn't solve these issues,

then I don't know why you even bother.

Daniel?

[dramatic music playing]

[light clicks]

[sighs]

[water splashing]

[bells toll distantly]

Five years ago,

when you and I met at Madero's parade...

I spent the whole night
waiting for you on that couch.

[Daniel sighs]

Will you forgive me?

[knocking on door]

[gentle acoustic music playing]

[knocking continues]

Who's there?

[Salvador] It's me.

[Emilia gasps softly]

[gasping]

[inhales sharply]

You found your body, huh?

Yes, here he is.

And you're married, eh?

Actually, more than that.

Worse than that.

[Daniel] Perhaps you can tell me
what Emilia wants from me.

It's simple.
I just want you to stay still, huh?

[Daniel] Me, still?

You were the one who ran off today
in search of sick people.

And you were the one who didn't
come home the night of our wedding.

[Daniel] What were you doing all day?
Keeping company with the dying?

Or sticking your hand
in the mouth of a woman with typhus?

How'd you know about that?

Because you're my wife and I need to know.

I know it all. There's no secrets here.

[laughs]

Soulmates.

-You're right about that.
-[laughing]

[giggling]

[Emilia sighs]

[both laughing]

[Salvador] Your father sent these for you.

Hmm.

[sniffs]

Now, get up.

[giggles]

-Sol sent you this.
-[gasps]

Have you seen her? Is she all right?

Expecting her third.

Oh!

Look.

[blows]

No.

-Felipe?
-Mm-hmm.

[Emilia] He hadn't even been born
when I left, and now he has a brother.

This is Manuel, the baby.

Sol says he looks like you, Emilia.

That wouldn't be possible.

I'd say more like his uncle Salvador.

[both laugh]

No, I wish.

There's still time in life.

That's what your mom says
about your return.

[Daniel] Good morning, you two.

Morning, Daniel.

Morning.

Well, I'm gonna get dressed.

What's the plan for today?

I've got things to get done.

-[Daniel clears throat]
-You wait for me here.

Are you serious?

Carranza has already taken Puebla.

He'll eventually come to the city.

When did you become a Carrancista?

Since I went searching
for my dead brother in the north

and saw what the other sides are doing.

No one's truly good.

But we all need to choose a side,
and I chose this.

Then bring me. Introduce me.

But why?

I've met a lot of people
from Villa and Obregón.

The Zapatistas
still fight for just causes,

but they must stop their infighting.

-They have to make peace.
-Do you speak to everyone like this?

It's no wonder
you're afraid to open the door.

Stop that.

Daniel, you've surrounded yourself
with enemies.

Do you know many times
I was arrested in Puebla

because they thought I was you?

You wanna be left alone?
Then tell them I'm dead.

You don't think that's what I told them?

They were happy.

It's not possible to pick one side.

No one is always right or always wrong,

but be cautious with your loyalty.

There are people dying,
and they don't know for what leader.

But they're k*lling too, Daniel.

If you won't choose a side,
then you must stop talking.

Take me to your meeting.

-[bangs table]
-I won't talk.

[sighs]

If you don't take me with you,
I'll follow you.

b*stard. You're stubborn, aren't you?

[croupier] No more bets.

[sighs] Oi. Not my day.

[waiter] Would either of you like a drink?

-Well, don't mind if I do.
-Thank you.

[ragtime piano music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[Emilia] If case you were curious
where the Porfiriato era had gone.

[woman] Sure. Thank you.

-[dealer] Hit or no?
-[woman] Yes.

[dealer] Another card for the gentlemen.

You can either stand or double down, sir.
It's your choice.

-[woman] Not sure I've got the hang of it.
-[dealer] Congratulations.

[Daniel] Stay here. I won't be long.

-[dealer] Bet, ma'am.
-[woman] Yes, of course. Forgive me.

[Salvador] General.

-Cuenca.
-This is my brother, Daniel.

He's a journalist.

Salvador has told me a lot about you, sir.

-[dealer] No more bets.
-Did you bet?

-[dealer] Here we go.
-No.

I work too hard to waste money.

-[dealer] Eight of spades.
-[man] Double down, please.

-[dealer] Yes, sir.
-[man] Another hundred.

[dealer] I'll get you more chips.

There you are, a hundred.

[Juan] The table is full, General.

How's the game, good?

[dealer] One more chance
to double your bet.

-[General] May I?
-[dealer] The gentleman.

[croupier] Place your bets, please.

-[dealer] Just on the table.
-Four.

-Thank you.
-[dealer] Here we go.

What a beauty.
You're quite the looker, aren't you?

[dealer] First cards.

Ten of diamonds,
the six of spades, the nine of spades,

the ace of clubs and the seven of hearts.

It's to you, sir.

[Juan] I fold.

[dealer] All right.

Place your bet. Very good.

-Perfect.
-[woman] Double.

[dealer] The lady doubles.

Here's your card.

[Juan] Let's go.

[dealer] And 13, 17.

[man] Hit me.

[tense music playing]

[General] I told you.

That man is a Carranza spy!

[Juan] No, no, no, no, no!

-[g*nshots]
-[patrons scream]

-Daniel!
-Emilia!

[g*nf*re and screams]

[glass shatters]

[suspenseful music playing]

-[Daniel] Emilia!
-[General] sh**t him! Traitor!

[Juan] General, stop!

[Daniel] Emilia!

[g*nshots, objects crashing]

Emilia! Down!

[man] Run! Go!

[panting]

[woman] Don't go up there!
They're fighting!

[General] Move aside, woman!

[g*n c*ck]

Emilia!

[g*nsh*t]

[glass shatters]

[b*llet pierces flesh]

[Emilia gasps]

[tense music playing]

[g*nf*re]

-[Salvador] Run! Go! Now! Go!
-Salvador! No!

[Salvador] Go! Just go!

[suspenseful music playing]

[breathing heavily]

-[Daniel] Emilia.
-[Emilia] Don't talk.

[both panting]

-Oh God, I'm sorry.
-Shh! Shh! Don't speak.

[door slams]

I told you! I told you, Daniel!

[panting]

It's a miracle you lasted this long.

You have to go now.

You can't stay here any longer.

[Emilia] What should we do?

[Salvador] I think I can smuggle you out.
Your best bet is to go to Madrid.

[Daniel] Madrid?

[Salvador] Where do you want to go?

You can't go to Puebla.

You can't cross the border to Austin.
You can't stay here.

What other choice is there?

[breathing heavily]

Do not leave this house until I return.
I'll be back in a few days.

[Daniel] Yes, all right.

[somber music playing]

[cow lowing]

[Emilia] Does that help?

[moans softly]

[inhales deeply]

[chickens clucking]

[sheep bleating]

[Daniel] Where were you?

Saying goodbye.

We won't be gone long.

You'll be back here helping
before you know it.

In fact...

as soon as things are calm again,
we'll go to Austin.

Then we come back here,
and eventually back to Puebla.

[sighs]

Do you plan on asking me to go with you?

You're my wife. Of course.

You have to.

I've been chasing you
for so many years now.

I can't do it anymore.

[sighs softly]

[Daniel] This isn't me
running away, Emilia.

-It's our only option.
-Maybe for you.

[low-key music playing]

You're a traitor, Emilia.

In a situation like ours,
there can be no traitor.

[Emilia sniffles]

[bell tolling]

[sighs]

[gentle music playing]

PAINTS, OILS AND VARNISHES

FINE PERFUMERY
MEDICAL WINE, SOAPS

VITALITY TONIC

SAURI APOTHECARY

-[sighs]
-[giggles]

-What's the matter?
-Nothing.

I have something to show you.

[knocking on door]

[scoffs]

[groans softly]

Why does Milagros feel the need
to announce herself like an earthquake

ready to swallow us whole?

-[sighs]
-Emilia?

[Emilia] Father?

-[Diego] Emilia?
-Father!

[both laughing]

[Diego] You've come back!

I can't believe you've come back!

-I'm so happy!
-Yes! Mother!

I'm back!

[Emilia laughing]

Emilia!

How could you tell it was her?

Who else?

[uplifting music playing]

[mellow string music playing]

[mellow music turns uplifting]

[music ends]

[tender music playing]

[music ends]

[dramatic music playing]

[gentle music playing]

[music ends]