13 Roses Page #2

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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!

F***ing 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?

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