13 Roses Page #4

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We saved it during the war.

But you knew he was

a Communist Party member.

Why would a Catholic woman

want to help him?

Your husband isn't a Communist?

- No, sir.

- Just to make sure...

Canepa is this one here.

Is this other one your husband?

You're wrong about Enrique.

We know there was a plan to kill Franco

during the victory parade.

Tell me everything you know.

This one's scared to death.

Tell me who your accomplices were.

I swear I have no idea...

Stop swearing! You weren't going

to carry out the attack yourself.

- What attack?

- You had a gun.

Who were you going to shoot?

I'll say it again.

I was given the gun with my uniform

when I became an engineer.

Gaspar!

What a fool.

Thinks he can hide something

from us...

Adelina, poor Gaspar is exhausted

from all this exercise.

Let's give him a rest.

If you sign the statement,

I'll release you.

You'll spend tonight in my home

and return to the village

tomorrow.

Let's let him think it over.

Come on.

No!

No!

We pray for the eternal rest

of our sister Angeles.

Mother!

My baby!

What have they done to you?

No, I'm okay.

Are you all related to the deceased?

Why, is crying against the law?

Where's Perico?

He couldn't make it.

They won't take any more of my girls.

I'll get you out.

RED PRISONERS:

Come on, get out.

Religion?

Catholic from birth.

Sure, like all the rest.

Warden, ma'am,

there must be some mistake.

There's a mistake.

- Let me explain.

- There's nothing to explain.

Leave your personal objects on the

table and take off your clothes.

But somebody will have to...

Didn't you hear me?

Your clothes, here.

- First and last name.

- Julia Conesa.

Age?

Nineteen.

Place of birth.

Oviedo.

Turn around.

Raise your hands.

Get dressed.

Religion?

None.

Catholic. Back over there.

Where do we put them?

There's no room.

There's space with the mothers.

And in a cell with the minors.

I'll take Blanca with the mothers.

Take care of the other one.

Get back.

Make way.

Move over!

Coming through!

Make room.

Come on.

- Here.

- Sorry.

Wake up Adelina,

she sleeps like a log.

Julia.

Virtudes.

Sorry.

I didn't know you were here.

Yeah, since last week.

How are you?

There, there. It's over.

Julia!

Julia...

Adelina!

Sorry.

They beat you.

It's okay.

They can't keep us down.

What was that?

There's a firing squad every night

nearby in the cemetery.

Let's go.

Rise and shine, minors!

Get up, I said!

Get up, you lazy bones!

You're a bunch of lazy bones!

Let's go!

The same ones, always playing around!

Let's go!

Go get cleaned up!

Quickly, go on!

Come on, time is valuable!

Quickly!

What the?

Carmen, you, too!

Bedrolls against the wall.

- Hurry!

- I bet there's no water again.

Here's some for you!

Stop playing around,

it's time for roll call.

What's going on here?

Knock it off!

Two missing. But don't worry,

it's the two extras from the 2nd block.

There's no way.

We can't go on like this.

- Spain!

- One!

Spain!

Great!

Spain!

Free!!!

Long live Spain!

Stop giggling back there,

I can hear you.

Let's go.

Move it.

The mail.

Go on, get inside.

I have the mail here.

- Get inside.

- Thank you.

Hi!

The mail.

- Let's see... Martina.

- That's me.

Here.

- Conchita.

- I'm here.

Here.

Another one for Martina.

How many boyfriends has she got?

Leave some for the rest of us.

Ana.

Grab it!

And Teresa.

Ventas Prison, wonderful hotel.

The food and service are the best,

no beds or time to rest.

We'd be better off in hell.

Long lines even for the toilets,

tasty cement instead of bread.

For lunch they give you lentils,

one bowl a day you're fed.

Fancy floor tiles for a mattress,

sore backs every morningl

Virtudes!

- How are they treating you in Minors?

- Fine, but I'd rather be with you.

Don't worry, we're not going anywhere.

Dioni is our official

- delouser.

- Sure.

- She gets them all.

- Keep your head

away from the wall when you sleep.

The tics prefer

the corners.

Weren't you two learning tap dancing?

Dionisia!

Is it from him?

It's his handwriting.

Well?

- I don't understand.

- What?

"I love French music,

but I prefer mariachi bands,

which I hope to be hearing soon."

You get it? He's in France

and he's leaving soon for Mexico.

Mexico!

Carmen, ma'am...

This is for you.

Thank you.

Have you ever worked, Blanca?

Since I was 16

I've done nothing else.

Yeah? What can you do?

Play piano.

What about typing?

I can sew.

Okay, we'll see.

Carmen, ma'am...

- I wanted to say...

- I know, you're in here by mistake.

Things will work out.

Have faith in the Lord.

With so many inmates,

mistakes are normal. Don't you think?

And don't be afraid of me.

I don't bite.

I'm not afraid of you.

Hello, Father.

It's good to see you.

How are you?

Fine. How are you, darling?

I'm doing just fine.

I brought you...

some clothes. I thought...

I don't know.

Tell me what you need.

Mother is very upset.

Seeing you in here

wouldn't have helped.

The doctor told her to rest.

To rest!

But you know her.

She's asking neighbors for signatures

saying you were never political.

Will any of them sign?

Sure.

How could they?

You've been concierges for years

without any complaints.

It's because of me, right?

They would never employ

the parents of a Red.

How is Carmen?

Fine.

They arrested her father.

- And her mother...

- What?

Her mother went into hiding.

Where?

Don't tell me, it doesn't matter.

Don't worry, she's okay.

Poor Mother.

I have the best parents

in the world.

Have you seen Perico?

No.

Were you two serious?

I'm very sorry, Julia.

- Time's up.

- Here.

Mother.

Thank you, Mother.

Keep your head high.

Tell Father to be strong.

Tell him I'm doing all right.

Of course.

I love you.

Goodbye, Lola.

Goodbye, Carmen.

- Take care, Mother.

- You too.

If there's anything special

I can bring,

fruit, perfume...

Didn't you hear me?

Time's up!

Please.

I LOVE YOU:

Me too.

Very much.

Quiet!

Would you please settle down?

You, yes, you!

Show a little respect!

Who asked for me?

What was so important

that you needed to tell me?

Another child has died.

One dies every day.

And not of a disease, of hunger.

You think people on the outside

are much better off?

You have to do something.

You're the warden.

If the children aren't given milk,

we won't...

What?

We won't sing during roll call.

Really?

Who won't?

Me too.

You, Blanca?

What's happening to them

isn't fair, ma'am.

Put them in solitary!

Ventas Prison, wonderful hotel.

The food and service are the best,

no beds or time to rest.

We'd be better off in hell.

Silence!

Long lines even for the toilets,

tasty cement instead of bread.

They won't shut up.

For lunch they give you lentils,

one bowl a day, you're fed.

Fancy floor tiles for a mattress,

sore backs every morning!

Is that them?

Need any help?

Give me your gun!

Get out with your hands up!

Everybody out!

Pilar, sweetie...

Hold it, hold it!

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