13 Roses Page #3

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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!

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.

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