13 Roses Page #5

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Your gun.

Slowly.

- Pilar! Come on.

- You, bastard!

Move!

Quickly.

Please let me go,

I didn't do anything. Father!

Do whatever you want to me,

but let her go.

She's only a child.

Please!

Please.

Don't kill her.

Let her go.

She's a child.

You'll be sorry for this.

Think of your girlfriends,

your sisters...

Pilar...

Pilar!

You bastards!

- What about this one?

- Don't do it.

Please, don't.

I'm one of you.

I'm a worker, too.

Ana.

Martina.

Victoria.

To court.

- To court?

- Yes, to court.

You can't go dressed like that.

Go change clothes.

Let's get dressed up, girls.

Can we wash up first?

We want to smell nice, don't we?

How can you joke about this?

Why?

- Why can't I go with them?

- Don't complain, stupid.

You're the lucky one.

Why can't I go?

I don't understand!

Have you heard?

They killed a Civil Guard commander.

And his daughter and driver.

- What's that got to do with us?

- Nothing.

But they'll ask for the death penalty.

They always do, but later

the judge lessens the penalty.

Not the best time for a military court.

They need a scapegoat.

Look, it's Retiro Park!

Sit down!

Sit down!

Come on!

Didn't you hear me?

Sit down!

- Wearing anything borrowed?

- Not me.

Me neither.

They say it brings luck.

It brings luck?

Shall we change?

- Somebody trade with me.

- Can I have your shirt?

Who wants a scarf?

A new dress and a stroll

through the park.

I'd give anything

to trade places with them.

I want to see!

Everybody out.

Mommy, Mommy!

Where are you going?

I have to talk to my mother.

I haven't seen her

in three months.

- She one of them?

- Yes, sir.

Kid's got balls.

Which one is she?

That one.

Two minutes.

Sweetheart.

How you've grown...

You're so handsome!

Are you behaving yourself?

You'd better!

How's your French?

Don't stop studying.

Keep learning French.

- Mom...

- The kid's right.

Who needs French anyway?

The goal was to bring down

the new government.

The statements made by these 56

individuals leave no doubt:

The plan was to reorganize

the Socialist Youth,

the clandestine,

Marxist-inspired organization

whose aim was to provoke disorder

and sabotage initiatives contributing

to the greater glory of the nation

through infamy, lies

terrorist attacks,

class struggle...

basically, Communism

and Free Masonry.

Thanks to their arrest,

we thwarted a terrorist attack

planned for

the day of the Victory Parade,

for which they had gathered

in the previous days

all sorts of weaponry

abandoned in trenches

and sewers.

The accused are guilty

of supporting the rebellion

as penalized by articles 237

and 238 in the second paragraph

of the Code of Military Justice,

with the aggravating circumstance

of withholding evidence

and endangerment,

cited in article 173

of the legal code.

Therefore,

on behalf of the Head of State,

the prosecution asks that each

and every one of them be given

the death penalty.

The defense may now speak.

Given the late hour

and the time we've spent

taking preliminary statements,

please be brief and concise.

With your permission.

Given the abundance

of obvious evidence,

the defense can do little more

than ask the court for leniency.

That's our lawyer?

Apparently.

The aggravating circumstances

cited by the prosecution

are not relevant in all cases,

therefore...

Naturally each case

will be studied individually.

The accused shall rise.

This court is adjourned

for sentencing.

A secret session shall be convened.

"With the utmost humility

I write to Your Excellency

to plea for mercy,

trusting the strict justice

the glorious Caudillo promised

to the Spanish people."

Very good, sign it.

"...undefeated Generalissimo

of the Spanish Armed Forces...

Army, Navy and Air Force..."

You think we'll be shot?

They can't shoot us

for trying to feed people.

You'll end up getting pardoned,

you'll see.

I'll add a favorable report

about you.

And your husband.

And the others?

Leave them.

Don't ever forget what matters most.

What's that?

That we're right.

We're fighting for a just cause.

I don't know what's just anymore.

Yes, you do.

Of course you do.

You also know that when this is over

someone will have to remember it.

How could I ever forget?

It would be like forgetting you.

Exactly, Carmen.

Don't forget me.

We mustn't be afraid.

Promise me you won't be afraid.

I promise.

We have to be brave.

Very brave.

Because they're not going

to pardon us, kid.

I can't stop thinking

about my mother.

Poor thing.

This must be so hard for her.

Midnight.

We can rest at ease now.

They won't come for us tonight.

Really?

Sleep easy.

Let's go!

Get back!

Move over!

Let's go!

Move it!

Move it!

My God, it can't be...

Blanca Brisac Vazquez.

You have to look pretty.

You're going to see Valentin.

Come on, hurry up!

You're in such a hurry to kill us?

Martina.

Victoria.

Carmen...

Go on, wash up.

This can't be happening.

Franco hasn't answered yet.

You're thirsty for blood!

Murderers!

Get moving!

Where's Victoria?

Tell my mother I'm innocent.

Please.

There!

I don't want to die, ma'am!

Let's go!

If you don't confess,

you can't send a letter.

It's up to you.

That goes for everybody.

If you want your letters to reach

your families, you must confess.

Do you want to go first?

Hail Mary full of grace.

Conceived without sin.

Go on, child.

But...

I have nothing to confess, sir.

I've done nothing wrong.

Julia...

What do I tell them?

I don't know what to say.

"Dear parents, brothers

and sisters..."

"Dearest..."

Valentin...

Father, never let go

of your strength and peace of mind

until the very end.

Do not be overwhelmed by tears.

My hand does not tremble

as I write this...

My dear,

most darling boy.

In these last instants,

your mother is thinking of you.

I shall die with my head high,

only for doing good.

They're not killing me

because I'm a criminal.

They're killing me

for an idea I consider just

and worth dying for.

I say farewell in hopes that

you will always remember me.

Your daughter, with love...

I die as any innocent person should.

Goodbye, Mother.

Goodbye forever.

Your daughter will never again

be able to kiss or hug you.

Let my name go down in History.

Come on, hurry up.

Get in.

Go on.

Julia!

Julia, darling!

Julia!

- Julia!

- Mother!

Julia!

Let her go!

Let her go!

Julia!

Kill me in her place!

Kill me in her place!

We're the Young Guard,

forging the future.

Tempered by suffering,

we shall prevail or die.

Noble is our cause

to free man from slavery.

We'll spill the blood of the young

along the way if we have to.

Beware,

beware,

the bourgeois,

the greedy and the warmongers.

Young Guard,

Young Guard,

give no quarter!

Firing squad!

Line up in two rows!

Everybody out!

Single file!

Hurry up!

Squad!

- Let's go!

- Attention!

Right turn!

First row, left knee!

Quickly!

You're not men!

You have no hearts!

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