Miss Colbert? A man is asking for you.
Thank you. - I saw you on television.
I'm José Rivera Maculeto. Would you like something to drink? I think I can help you.
Look, I'm about to leave. - I was there.
I saw the man you're looking for... the Spaniard...Galindez. - You saw him? Talked to him?
No, no. He was in an ambulance, with a doctor. Warmly clothed.
It was all very mysterious, as you know. Too many secrets to reveal.
And how could I forget when it was me who brought him to the presidential palace.
They brought Galindez to Trujillo?
They say he himself, in person, killed him. I had no authority at the time...
...but someone else had. And he wants to meet you. - And where would we be going?
I'd rather not say. It's best for everyone.
There are people who survived the era. People that still have a lot of power.
It sounds all too mysterious, don't you think? - Take it or leave it, Miss.
Can I change first, at least?
Hello, I want to speak with Don León Maria Jara.
And his wife isn't there too?
No, no need. I'll call again later, thanks.
Wait a moment, Miss.
Come in.
Come in, come in. Have a seat, please.
Does tobacco bother you? - Not at all.
Ah, good, because I don't like people who turn tobacco into some patriotic cause. You smoke?
These are my short Panatellas, specially made for the ladies.
That is a very fine tobacco, and fragrant...
...from the Cibao Valley. It won't roughen your voice. That's what makes it special.
Let me tell you...
that I was told I'd meet a feminist of the kind who disdain femininity.
But I was completely wrong.
You're very pleasant and beautiful. - Thank you.
Do you care for a coke with some rum?
Gladys, two cokes, "loaded."
Well, the phones on the island can't stop talking about you.
What do you expect to get from this affair? - I'm doing historical research, that's all.
What's with you gringos, always taking, giving, commanding, and doing it again...
...and when you don't succeed, you invade!
You even have the conscience to allow yourselves to come and interrogate us about justice, you say...justice!
Not all Americans are the same.
Just like the Dominicans, or are you all the same as Trujillo?
You said you wanted to know, right?
So start writing.
Here, everybody knew about it. Even dead Dominicans can't keep a secret.
Now, who ordered Galindez to be killed? Naturally, Trujillo, of course.
...and 'The Razorblade,' Arturo Espaillat. General Espaillat planned everything...
...with his right-hand-man, Oscar Moral!
And so, according to you, what did John Frank do? Because he was the only one who was tried.
John Frank was only the fool who paid for everyone's supper.
So Oscar Moral participated in the kidnapping?
Yes, and he helped plan the kidnapping. He transported, by rented plane, from New York to the airport of Montecristi...
...Galindez and a doctor, who made sure that nothing would happen to Galindez on the trip...
...and a yankee pilot called Murphy.
And so he delivered Galindez to the San Silvestre jail.
Correct, and that's where they killed him. - How?
The how doesn't matter. Just as nobody cares any more about the Galindez affair.
Now, why did the Generalissimo order the killing of Galindez?
For denouncing his tyranny in the book.
Not even for that. It was just for ruffling the Genralissimo's feathers.
For saying that his beloved son, Ramfis, was illegitimate.
You understand how little a man's life is worth in the 'Caribe.'
Now the mistake of Trujillo was to not stop with Galindez.
What do you mean? - The press in the US started talking about it.
A member of Congress, Porter, jumped on the bandwagon, and Washington started questioning Trujillo.
The poor bastard served them for 30 years, but now started to become a bother for them.
Let him fuck or kill anyone in his own hell-hole, but not here in Fifth Avenue!
When the old man got scared, he started liquidating ALL witnesses.
Like Oscar Moral. - Wait, not so fast.
First was the doctor who took care of Galindez, then it became the American Pilot's turn, Murphy.
The one in charge of liquidating Murphy was Oscar Moral!
Oscar Moral was from the same place Ramfis came from.
Always very macho with his mouth, but a pussy when the moment of truth arrived.
Moral killed Murphy? - Yes, and he committed suicide, the little shit...
...because he couldn't bear the guilt.
At the time, there were many "suicides," but I can guarantee that Oscar Moral's was real.
You said it as if you felt it.
Don't get me wrong, Miss, don't get me wrong.
With Trujillo dead, I stayed in the army. I joined Bosch; I too wanted to change the country.
After a while, I realized Bosch was a different kind of fish. So I left the army and politics, and started this.
I've told you the whole truth. Use it however God makes you understand it.
Who asked you to tell me this whole story?
In this island, Miss, there's no one with the "cojones" to order this Colonel to do anything.
Well, so far I've heard three different stories about Oscar Moral's role in this affair.
Do you mind if I confirm your story with León Maria Jara?
Look, I don't need to give anyone any explanation.
I talk to whoever I want to, whenever I want. - And I need to check my sources.
Look me in the eye and tell me what you see.
Do you believe me? Or not?
I believe you're telling me that all the people who are guilty in this case...
...just happen to be dead.
Well, stop wasting my time then.
Can you let me pass?
Tastes good? Thank you. - Hello.
Hi, and don't worry, I'm only here as a tourist now.
I'm interested in trying the tortoise stew. - Great! Well, we're full right now...
...but if you wait a moment, I'm sure we can find you a table. Only one person?
The fruit salad and the stew? - Coming right up!
Is it good? - Beautiful!
The ladies room is over there. - Ms. Gloria asked me to wait upstairs.
Pardon me, are you Gloria's mother? You don't know me but...
I know who you are.
Yesterday I spoke to your daughter about your husband and the death of Galindez.
I know it's painful to remember... - What's the point of remembering?
So your family can face the truth. - For you that's too easy to say.
You're not the ony one who's lost a loved one. It has happened too often...
...and it's still happening.
For that we shouldn't forget. For your husband, for you.... - My husband was no criminal!
He obeyed orders. - Then why the suicide?
He didn't commit suicide!
My husband wrote me letters from New York, when he was under orders of General Espaillat.
He had to fly the plane that brought that man here.
He didn't have cancer. We were told to say that. - By who?
Please Dońa Gloria, I only want to know the truth.
I'm not interested in politics, or who's at fault, I only...
...want to know about yur husband and Galindez. Even if they're dead, someone must defend their rights.
He didn't kill the pilot, Murphy, the gringos themselves did it in their own country. - What gringos?
The ones who participated in the kidnapping - the Secret Service.
That can't be, Galindez was an FBI agent.
Why would they kidnap one of their own?
For them, he was just another stool pigeon, and my husband even less - just another brown skin.
Can I read those letters? Just read them.
What are you doing here? How dare enter my house? - Who told you to lie to me? Your lawyer?
Leave us alone. You come here on vacation, to play with your mysteries...
...but we live here - my husband, mom and daughter. - Who are you afraid of...Cruz-Ayala?
The CIA? The American goverment?
Leave or I'll call the police!
What could I do?
To the Meliá Hotel, please.
That's five pesos, Miss.
That's five pesos.
Muriel! Where were you ? My secretary told me you've been calling me.
Weren't you leaving? - Yes, but a lot has happened.
Have you heard of one Colonel Areces of the Bosch group?
The name doesn't ring a bell, though I know almost every one on this island. Who is he?
Come, take a look at this.
What was written in those letters, Seťora? - The truth.
What do you mean by the truth?
You have no idea what you've just done.
Good morning. - Weren't we supposed to meet at 9 o'clock at the office, Ayala?
Yes, but we've got a problem. - No problem is worth interrupting a man's breakfast with his family.
I can assure your excellency that if it were not of a most critical nature I wouldn't have interrupted.
My sources say Congress wants an investigation. - And this is what bothers you, Ayala?
I don't know what they teach you in those American universities.
Let me talk to the gringos on the phone and you'll see how fast it's resolved.
And please take this rubbish with you as I'm still eating here.
How come I knew nothing about those letters?
We were just as suprised as you, Mr. Ayala. - If this leaks, you'll have lots of problems, both of you and your daughter.
Can anything be done? - Your mother is sick.
We could plead for her to be declared legally insane, or...
...or she could die. - Die?
This letter proves that the CIA killed one of their own in fear that he'd talk...Murphy.
But why Galindez? He was a writer, an intellectual...
...irrelevant politically and posing no threat to US security. On the contrary...
...he worked for them! So why would they help to kill him?
Because he screwed Trujillo, and Trujillo stuffed many American pockets.
Election campaigns in the US are very expensive, Muriel.
What are you thinking? You're not happy with what you've found?
I don't know.
Fine, tomorrow we'll look for a good lawyer, see what we've got...
...and think about what comes next.
Oh, and please...no more secret encounters with unknown members of the military, ok?
What day is it today?
I'd like to tell you, but I can't.
Do you know what hurts me most?
That nothing was worth the trouble.
Captain... - I'm listening.
I'm going to die. That, you can tell me, right?
Look at me. Please.
Do you know if anyone is looking for me?
Anyone?
I don't know, but I don't think so.
Can I write a letter?
Gora Euzkadi Askatuta! "Long live the Free Basque Country"
Good morning. Your breakfast, Miss.
Come inside.
Bon-apetit. - Thank you.
Doctor, I'm calling from New York. I have all the information you're looking for.
Of course, you have to come here, because this is where Galindez was kidnapped!
And who are you? - Galindez used to call me "Don Angelito."
Didn't you come across my name in your research?
How strange. I was a very close friend of Galindez. In fact...
...I was in his apartment when he was kidnapped.
Doctor, I know what you're investigating, and it could cause some problems for you...
...as well as for other people. - What other people?
Well, the family Moral, for example, and, of course, for me too.
I'm putting my own skin at risk for something that happened a long time ago.
The best thing you could do is to come to New York on this very day.
There's an envelope of documents for you in your hotel containing everything you'll need.
And tonight you could return to Santo Domingo with a better picture of the whole incident.
Is there no other way to contact you? - I'm afraid not, sincerely.
And, as an exile myself, I just can't go to Santo Domingo.
Doctor, I know this may sound strange, but the information I have for you...
...will be worth your trip here. Will you come?
Why...
Is there an envelope for me? I'm Muriel Colbert.
Do you know who left it? - A courier.
I met Galindez during the Civil War in Spain. I was there as a correspondent.
I've been everywhere...
...in Nicaragua with Sandino, in the Spanish Republic...with the resistance in France...
...too many to mention. You asked who "we" are?
We are eternal rebels who fight against any type of repression.
You are one of us, I can see that.
You said on the phone that you were with Galindez when he was kidnapped.
You women are very practical.
On the 12th of March, 1956, I was in Galindez's apartment.
I had gone to visit him because we were very good friends.
He had already received the first threats from Trujillo...
...but because of his connections with the FBI, he felt quite safe.
So what happened?
Two men came in, and suddenly smothered Jesús with cloroform...
...stuffed him in a large box and took it away. - And what were you doing?
Praying, doctor, what else? If they found me, I would've been launched off the balcony without a parachute!
I was lucky that they were in a hurry.
Doctor, permit me to give you one piece of advice: quit this whole investigation.
Jesús has become a symbol to every victim of tyranny...
...and it should remain that way. - I don't pretend it'll change...
I only want to know the truth. - But the truth is ugly.
Jesús didn't die in San Silvestre Prison, nor in Santo Domingo...
...nor even in 1956.
Your 7th cavalry, as usual, arrived just in the nick of time - the FBI!
Why do you think his body was never found?
The FBI plucked Galindez from Trujillo's hands? - Exactly!
In reality, we never paid much attention to the work of Jesús for the FBI.
But he was very important to them.
This is a letter from Jesús to agent Dryden of the FBI. Read what is says.
Galindez was in contact with all sorts of leftist organizations. And he gave them ALL away!
The only one he never ratted on was his beloved Basque Nationalist Party.
That's why it looked as if the Americans had no interest at all in those people.
Open your eyes, doctor. Galindez betrayed us all!
He was an informer for the FBI. - And you never suspected anything? Smart as you are?
You don't suspect your friends.
And the Nationalist Basque Party?
I can't see him forgetting about his homeland...his nationalism.
Miss, his Party used him as much as the FBI did. They completely forgot about him.
Give me some evidence of what you told me. You must have something.
Look, it's better to have a false hero than a true traitor.
Why won't you let Galindez rest in peace?
I can't believe it without any proof.
Don't you have picture of Galindez from one of those "visits" you made? A letter? A witness?
I can't do that, Miss. I just can't. - Well I, on the other hand, have letters from Oscar Moral, asserting that...
...the CIA was involved in his assasination, as well as Murphy's, and Galindez.
They're all a pack of lies written by some scoundrel, to put it nicely...
...who, in the end, got caught in his own trap.
Maybe ... but too many people have asked me to drop the Galindez case.
Maybe it's best that you discover your own truth.
Or maybe I'm becoming an old sentimental fool.
How can I reach you? - I'll call you.
I can't feign bravery any more with a young lady like yourself. Do what you think is best.
Do you like cats? - Yes, a lot.
Ah, I knew it. I should've known. You should see my five cats.
They are my only weakness. - I have to make my flight back.
Let me give you a lift, Doctor. It's the least I can do.
I know that someone like yourself who loves animals can't be a bad person.
So we meet again, Miss.
This is a message from the American Embassy in Santo Domingo.
I'm sorry to inform you that Muriel Colbert...
...drowned, when she was on the Island.
This movie is based on a real event: The kidnapping and disapearance of Jesús de Galindez on the 12th of March of 1956 in New York.
As of today, the circumstances surrounding his death still remain a mystery.
Dedicated to my father
and Ramiro Puerta, a friend.
unabbreviated subtitles by hinx