Che: Part Two

He who merits,

through qualification and virtue,

the highest ranks

is, however, not counted

among the members

of our Central Committee.

And so

we only can explain it

by reading this letter

from the hand and word

of Comrade Ernesto Guevara.

A self-explanatory letter.

It says the following:

"Havana, Year of Agriculture.

Fidel, at this moment

I remember many things:

When I met you

at Mara Antonia's house,

when you proposed that I come along,

all the tension

involved in the preparations.

One day they came by

asking who to notify in case of death,

and the real possibility of it

struck us all.

Later we knew it was true

that in a real revolution,

one either wins or dies.

I feel that I have completed

the part of my duty

that tied me to the Cuban

revolution in its territory,

and I say farewell to you,

to the comrades, to your people,

who now are mine.

I formally resign my positions

in the leadership of the party,

my post as minister,

my rank of comandante,

and my Cuban citizenship.

Other nations of the world summon

my modest efforts of assistance.

I can do what is denied to you

by your responsibility as Cuba's leader,

and the time has come for us to part.

If my last hour

arrives beneath other skies,

my last thought

will be for this people,

and especially for you. "

Let me see you without the hat.

You're the living portrait of your father.

You have the money?

Yes.

We could wait until things settle down.

If we don't do it now,

we'll have to wait another 50 years.

One more.

One, two,

three.

Aleidita, remember Mom and Dad

sit at the head of the table.

But since Dad's not here,

we'll give his friend Ramn the seat.

Here it is. Four and five.

What is he doing?

I don't know.

Go see what your brother is doing.

Go see what your brother is doing.

Special representative from the O AS?

Yes, the Organization

of American States.

Just a second, please.

There's a man who is

a special O AS representative.

Organization of American States?

Yes, let him in.

- Please, come in.

- Thank you.

Mister, may I help you

with your suitcase?

No need.

I'm worried about Monje.

Why?

When I asked him about

the 20 men he promised,

he said, "Which men?"

As if I had never talked to him.

It's okay.

Apolinar.

Serapio.

- How old are you, Serapio?

- Sixteen.

At 16, a man already knows

what he wants.

Hello. I'm Camba.

Ramn.

Do you know who that man is?

He came with you.

The man you just shook hands with

is Che Guevara.

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

Could I shake his hand again?

- Ramn.

- Ricardo.

- This is Coco, Inti's brother.

- I know, I know.

- The farm is under his name.

- Braulio.

- How are you doing, bro?

- How are you?

- Miguel!

- What's up?

- Urbano, how was the trip?

- Quite tough.

Rolando.

You're Inti?

- It's an honor to meet you.

- The honor is mine. I'm Ramn.

This is Dr. Ernesto Maymura.

He's in the Bolivian Communist Party

and studied medicine in Havana.

- Where did you do your residency?

- At Calixto Garca.

And so we fell asleep.

Do you know where we woke up?

- In the United States.

- In New York.

We went right in with our

Panamanian passports.

Everything was going smoothly

until we almost screwed it up

because we were so hungry!

Braulio says, "Let's go over there,

they have hot dogs."

So we got there and, of course,

the vendor was Dominican.

The first thing he says is,

"Oh, but you're Cuban."

Braulio just looks at him.

He served us the hot dogs

without another word.

I made a mistake

and took the wrong flight.

You didn't make a mistake,

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