THE 13 ROSES
Now is the time to fight!
You know what's happening in Europe?
The war will spread to London, Paris, Berlin!
- Bigger than in 1914! - And this time, comrades,
this time the European powers
will join us in the fight
against international fascism.
Sure they will. After all the fighting
they've already done...
All we want
is for this to end. We want peace!
What good is peace without freedom?
Without dignity?
Don't be misled by those who spread defeatist rhetoric.
We're one step away from victory.
The international situation has never been this favorable to us.
Our comrade is right. Remember
the blood shed by your brothers, by your children.
What use will it be if we give up? We must fight to the end.
The Moors!
They're coming! I saw them from the bell tower!
Stay and fight, comrades! We have to fight!
Here.
- Can we go with you? - Get on.
- Carmen. - I'm staying.
- Let's go. - Get on.
I'm staying!
- You want to get us all killed? - Get on right now.
- Drive. - Come on.
Wait!
Wait for me!
Is there any room, comrade?
Just one more person? Please, comrade.
Wait!
It's full.
Let me go with you.
You can't do this to me!
Who wants some?
- Me, me! - Please, me!
- Teo! - Hi, Julia.
- You look beautiful. - Don't be silly.
- How are things here? - Fine.
Well, same old story.
- Who wants soup? - Adelina.
Teo!
Teo...
I'm so glad to see you.
- How are you? - Fine, fine.
Soup again?
Yesterday you said it was your favorite dish.
- I did? - Yes, you did.
AIDA LAFUENTE SOCIETY
What is this doing here?
Are things that bad?
It must be destroyed.
Any news from the front?
What front?
There's no more front. They all ran away like chickens.
Not a single one stayed.
Who's the soup lover?
José!
Here, José.
To the shelter, quickly!
Let's go!
Everybody!
Leave that, come on.
Bernabé? Where's Bernabé?
Over there.
Bernabé.
Get down!
IN THE NATION OF SPAIN, GREAT LAND OF LIBERTY,
NO HOME GOES WITHOUT HEAT NOR A FAMILY WITHOUT BREAD.
Gather bread.
Don't eat it. Don't pick it up!
It's fascist bread! The radio said it's poisoned!
Don't pick it up!
It's such a beautiful song.
Pretty, isn't it?
Something must be done. But what?
- We have to organize, find comrades... - Many have left.
- Or are about to. - Exactly.
Things are going to change. We must be prepared.
We don't know what it's like to work underground.
What are they saying at your dad's base?
That's the problem.
Nobody's saying anything.
My dear friends,
hard times have fallen upon us.
Who knows what will become of us tomorrow or the day after?
Things are going to change very quickly.
Many of us may never see each other again.
A simple goodbye might not be enough.
Let us therefore bid each other...
farewell.
More bombs!
I think it's the last time.
I hope we don't end up missing them.
Don't say that.
We have nothing to fear, but you have to leave Madrid.
I know, I know.
If you need money, I can try to help you.
My name is Blanca. This is my son Quique.
Julia.
Adelina. Hello.
Strange way to meet people.
Maybe over there.
There must be food around.
Sardines!
Idiot.
Wow.
Stop.
I said stop!
Afraid, huh?
- Chicken. - I'm leaving.
Chicken, chicken!
If I hit it, we leave. You promise?
Wait!
You too, dummy!
Long live Franco! Long live Spain!
I'm a nobody, nothing will happen to me. But you...
Well, I'm no revolutionary...
I think I'll get a job as a servant.
In a Falangist home. The more the better.
You, serving Falangists?
To get information out of them.
Bastards.
Thanks for bringing us.
Can we help you unload?
No, I'll wait a bit.
Long live Spain!
What about you? Can't you salute?
No, sing it!
Is that all?
- Keep singing! - That's all I know.
Learn it, you're going to need it.
Bastards.
Your face when you sleep...
It's like you're still a baby.
You'll always be my baby.
Mother...
Come on, get up.
We have a lot to do.
We'll put them in their place.
The war is over for them too.
Pretty, isn't she?
She looks like you.
Blanca.
Seen my violin?
I don't understand.
Isn't it late to be playing?
Maybe he wants to celebrate the end of the war.
Where did I put my violin?
"Generalissimo Franco's Headquarters
to all barracks of the Civil Guard:
It is hereby mandated
to be applied immediately
the following order
requiring you to report
to all aforementioned offices
in order to open relevant personal files
for the cleansing of political responsibilities. "
Is that clear?
Sergeant, sir.
Yes, Romero?
What does that mean?
It means we're not Civil Guards anymore,
or soldiers or anything else. Is that clear?
Sergeant, sir.
Yes, Romero?
All we did was follow orders.
Then you've nothing to fear.
Is that clear now?
Let me try.
Come on, let me.
I'm getting pissed off.
I can't see anything, son.
Let me try.
Go ahead.
Incredible, incredible! On your first try!
What a clever son I have!
You're a real champ. Keep going.
You see? We were right to hide the money.
I knew it'd be worth something,
no matter who won.
Is that all of it?
Right.
After all, it's a musician's salary.
How much will Juan need?
I'd better take it to him.
- Why? - You shouldn't be seen together.
We've done nothing wrong. We're just musicians.
Juan joined the Communist Party and he was important in the union.
No, Blanca.
I don't want you carrying that much money around.
Don't be silly. What will happen to me?
What's wrong?
You're going back to the village until all this is over with.
And you, father?
I'll be discharged. Or demoted. Or maybe put on trial.
Why? You've done nothing.
That's the problem, according to them. I did nothing.
Father...
Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself.
Stay with your grandparents.
You're not safe here.
Get down from there! You're going to get hurt!
Go play with your mother!
Go on!
Sorry.
Thanks.
Tickets...
I can only give you change in stamps or coupons.
Coupons! Who do you think you are?
I'm sorry, sir.
This red takes us for idiots!
Fucking red collectors! You should have stayed home!
Your boyfriends wouldn't have left their posts to go out and kill patriots!
Move to Russia if you like it so much.
I know her. She's a red but she's a good person.
Thank you.
Can you tell me when we stop at Goya? I'm new here.
Second stop. I'll let you know.
Thanks, gorgeous.
And you owe me a kiss.
They needed something to identify us. Lots of the girls are wearing them.
Even just this makes you feel like you're doing something.
Wait till you try on your uniform. You'll feel like
a revolutionary nanny!
How long since you saw Valentin?
Too long.
You think he left without me?
Who knows?
You really think so?
What?
Don't turn around.
Valentin!
The boyfriend visiting the nanny in the park.
We shouldn't all be meeting here.
Understood.
Three's a crowd. Come on, Mario.
Whose idea was the ribbon?
- Don't turn around. - I didn't.
Where were you?
Around here, losing the war.
But you're okay.
It's been a long time.
You've had a busy last few months. Two kids already!
And one is grown up.
You're silly.
I love you.
I'll give them my last name if I have to.
The ribbons help us recognize each other in the street and get news.
He won't squeal, will he?
- Not me. - What did we say?
Franco, Franco and Franco.
Long live Spain!
Spaniards be alert!
Not all the enemies of Spain have escaped.
It is the duty of every Spaniard to report where they're hiding.
Only a bad Spaniard, that is to say
a non-Spaniard, would keep quiet and protect these vermin
with his or her silence.
Those who do should know that some day
they will also face justice...
Juan has to leave.
He can't stay here.
Hello. Is Juan here?
No, I'm sorry. We don't know where he is.
It's okay, we're friends. I'm Blanca, Enrique Garcia's wife.
Are you deaf? Close the door.
Wait.
Come in, Blanca.
My sister-in-law, Manuela and her mother.
What are you doing here?
It's all we can give you.
It's fine.
Where will you be? Enrique says it's dangerous for you to stay here.
It's dangerous! Even your friends say it.
I'll leave as soon as I can. But you can't throw me out.
This place is mine too. My wife's.
Unlucky you two met.
You put all those ideas in her head.
You should go.
Yes, go.
Go with your Bolshevik friends!
Go and never come back!
Goodbye.
Blanca...
One last favor.
I need more money to leave. Can you pawn it?
I'll be at Tomas's. You know where it is.
But it's your living. What will you do without it?
Who can think of music right now?
Wait.
It's not much, but more than you'll get for it.
I can't accept.
Take it.
You'll need it more than we will.
For Quique.
No, for the pawnshop.
I don't know what will happen to me,
but watch yourselves. Act like before the war.
Just be musicians.
Remember I voted for the Right.
We need more right-wingers like you.
What a coincidence!
A coincidence I've been waiting over two hours for.
Thanks for the other day.
You don't look too happy to see me.
I'm not feeling very happy. We all just got fired.
I'm sorry. What for?
For asking to get paid. How about that?
Careful at your barracks.
I have no barracks.
- You're from the Basque Country? - Sure.
The one in Madrid.
Where do you live? I'll walk you.
A bit forward, aren't you?
Madrid must look its best for the victory parade next Friday!
People of Madrid, testing...
Franco! Franco! Testing...
How considerate. What about me?
You smoke?
No, silly.
Good. If these people saw you, they might shave your head.
"These people"? What about you?
You don't think I'm like them...
Wait, I'll get a light.
Hello.
Where are you from? I'm from Chamartin.
You are?
I'm from Chamberi.
You're a true red after all.
No need to walk me home. I know the way.
Julia...
Stay out of trouble.
- You'll report me? - No. I'm only warning you.
You don't know how things are.
- These little games can cost you. - Let me go.
Believe me.
Julia.
Please.
What do you want to do? See a movie?
Sorry, wrong apartment.
I'm looking for Juana.
- Who are you? - Her nephew.
It's the next floor. Sorry.
- Anybody see you? - No.
- You're crazy to come here. - Who was that officer?
They're everywhere. They've come for the parade.
- Staying wherever they can. - And my folks?
The police took them. The neighbor
reported them. You have to leave.
And don't come back.
If you do, I'll call the police myself.
That way!
He went that way!
Sir.
How are you, Teo?
Captain Fontenla.
I hope you're glad to see me.
It's always nice running into old friends.
Do you remember Gaspar?
That must really hurt.
You were in better shape when you were coming to the gym.
Is putting that in the window really necessary?
If your husband were in a concentration camp...
They wouldn't let him go anyway...
What's the matter?
She thinks they're going to hurt us.
Four women!
They'd have to be monsters.
Well...
You'd better get rid of all your pamphlets.
If someone ever found them...
You promised you would.
I will.
This struck me as childish propaganda
and suddenly now it's so dangerous...
There, there. It's okay. Hold her.
There, there.
Julia, Julia!
A soldier is asking for you. In the street.
- It's Perico. - Perico who?
Here's the last one.
I'll put them in the meat locker.
- What a considerate young man. - And so handsome.
And now for the best part:
We're going to the movies!
I'm really not in the mood.
You can't do this to me.
Why can't you loosen up?
Yeah.
You told me next time.
I'll be right out.
Sew my buttons.
Carlist militia one day, a soldier the next.
- Tomorrow you'll dress like a bishop! - If I have to...
- Where did all that food come from? - Don't ask.
That uniform looks good on you.
Nowadays you're nobody without one.
- Is it a major's? - A captain's.
Yes, sir, Captain, sir!
Due homage was paid to Spain's unbeaten savior,
on the balcony at City Hall, accompanied by
a German Condor Legion representative,
responding to the praise of the crowd.
Afterwards our Caudillo addressed
film cameras from Germany, our beloved ally,
to put forth his political ideology.
A totalitarian state
will bring order to operations in Spain
maximizing the country's capacity and energy
In a nation brought together by
viewing the value of hard work as the most essential responsibility,
the greatest indicator of popular unity,
and thanks to which
the true spirit of the Spanish nation will manifest itself
through natural organs like the family,
municipalities, organizations and corporations,
making the supreme ideal a reality.
They're sewn shut! No wonder you were letting me.
We must offer our greatest assets to the grandiose altar of the fatherland.
Coming!
- Sir. - At ease.
And open the door.
- Stop, somebody could see us. - At this hour?
Yes.
My mother must be worried.
Stop. You have to go.
Go.
Carmen.
Who is that soldier?
What are you doing here?
Who is he?
He's not a soldier.
He's my boyfriend.
Is that why you stopped coming?
We thought something had happened to you.
I lost my job.
You know my situation at home.
Getting arrested would be a disaster.
Don't take this wrong...
but you should give it up too, kid.
All that risk and sacrifice. Will anything come of it?
Don't call me "kid. "
We're full, there are no rooms.
Is Valentin there?
Come in, Teo.
What happened to you?
The Cuban, she's one of us. The hostel is just a cover.
- Hello. - I choose my clients carefully.
- What happened? - Fascists.
Damn, Teo. You're a mess.
A fascist from his village.
Look, Teo.
MORE BREAD AND LESS FRANCO
You'll overthrow the regime
- with this? - Don't start.
- We're not starting anything. - You like making pamphlets?
Go ahead. But what we really need is something else.
- This. - Look.
What do you say, Teo?
I've been searching the sewers for guns.
We're here to...
We want to talk to the police chief.
Where were the meetings held?
- Certainly not in my home. - Do you know or not?
Well, we're not sure.
He's very reserved. We didn't listen to all his conversations.
- Did he mention the parade? - Like I said,
we weren't always listening.
But it's likely.
Did he have visitors?
Not very many.
The other day.
You.
A lady came the other day.
The wife of a musician he played with.
What did they talk about?
Have you ever
heard him mention guns? Or explosives?
And to that woman,
did he mention guns?
Yes.
She brought him a lot of money.
I hope our information is correct.
Go take a stroll.
Mario, let's go.
What do you want? We're full.
Is Valentin there?
I'm his girlfriend.
Come in.
Thank you.
Our friends in prison need our help.
But we need money. We have to do something.
Rob a store, a tobacconist's...
An easy job. I've already picked out a place.
It's unlike you to be so reckless,
Teo. The only thing we'll achieve with guns
is more reprisals.
What about you?
- Say something. - I told them to count me out.
- That's all? - What more do you want?
What more do I want? Out.
Virtudes!
Shit!
Come back.
- Leave me alone. - Virtudes, please.
Where did you find those two lunatics?
Come here, sweetie!
Sweetie this and sweetie that,
but you forgot all about me on your birthday.
Here.
Very nice.
And with my initials!
Well?
Ask the others. You might not wear it if they don't like hats.
What's wrong?
You know we can't see each other like before.
I know, it's not that.
I have a bad feeling about this.
What happened to Virtudes, our tireless leader?
This will all be settled as soon as war breaks out in Europe.
Yes.
What a solution. Another war.
My God.
Happy birthday.
Come here, time to celebrate.
You don't want to undress?
You first.
SOCIAL AID
The other way.
Hail Mary, full of grace...
Halt!
Come here.
Where are Satur and Damian?
- I don't know who you mean. - Stop acting like we've never met.
I'm alone. All the guests have left.
Where are they?
They got away.
It's the police.
They've come for me.
Julia...
What are you two doing?
- The police are here. - What do we do?
I don't know.
- Who is it? - Police. Open the door.
- Does Julia Conesa live here? - She's my sister. She's not here.
Is she okay?
We need to question her.
Where might she be?
We haven't heard from her in days.
You two come with us, until she shows up.
You can't do that!
You have five minutes to get dressed.
I'll go.
But she can't, she's ill.
Both of you.
Three men to arrest me. I must be very dangerous.
Right.
What can you tell me about this?
You've nothing to say?
What about the Aida Lafuente Society?
Nothing either?
You could at least say what the others say.
That you signed up for gymnastics or dance classes.
It's a way to break the ice, isn't it?
Take off your clothes.
Didn't you hear me? Get undressed.
Keep going.
You had better start talking.
I'd hate to ruin such a pretty face
and such a pretty body.
You'll tell me everything, won't you?
Tell me about the other girls in the society.
Tell me about Adelina.
- You're not very chatty. - I don't know her.
- Stop lying. - I don't know who she is.
I said stop lying.
Gaspar!
She's your friend, right?
Very cute.
Cheer up, you'll be seeing her soon.
What must they be thinking?
Dancing with the same girl twice means she's your girlfriend.
We've been at it all night.
So there you have it.
What do you mean, leaving tomorrow?
My father wrote me. The police want to question me.
Can't he fix it? He's a Civil Guard.
He was. We don't know what he is anymore.
All he did was follow orders.
The sense of duty.
My father always put duty before love.
He's never told me he loves me, not even when I was little.
There's nothing I'd rather do.
- Than what? - Say those words.
Tell you I love you.
I love you.
My parents will adore you.
Life is good in the village.
Much better than in Madrid.
There's food here.
You'll be well provided for.
I know, but...
What?
I wanted to be a secretary.
No, way. My wife won't have to be anyone's secretary.
Please, let go of me.
All right.
If you're so crazy about typing...
But tomorrow you're staying.
You're not going anywhere.
I didn't defend Franco's regime for nothing.
- What do you want? - She's not going.
Get out of the way.
You're not taking her.
I won't say it again. Out of the way.
Stay with me, I'll protect you.
Nothing will happen to you.
Eutimio, please.
Let's go, father.
We've always been good Catholics.
Not Catholics, saints.
Mr. Garcia will have to come with us.
What for?
It's okay, I'll be back in no time.
- Ask them if I can go with you. - Blanca, relax.
It can't be anything serious. A simple verification,
or even an error.
See you soon. Go on, clean things up.
Come on, Quique. Go with your mother.
Come on, sweetheart.
For Julia Conesa.
Can we see her?
Just five minutes
and we'll leave.
Ask the police chief to let us see her.
What if they don't let you out after?
Go on.
Mother.