Camila

Camila, Camila!

Somebody's coming!

Grandma's coming!

Grandma's coming?

Let's receive her.

Adolfo!

Be good, alright?

There she is.

- Look at all the soldiers!

- Are those so she won't escape?

Why would Perichona

want to escape?

I already told you

not to call her Perichona!

Everyone else calls her that!

It doesn't matter.

She's your grandmother,

you have to respect her.

Mom, why is she locked in?

Is she a spy?

What's a spy?

Welcome, madame.

I hope your stay here will be

as pleasant as possible.

Pleasant!

Knowing that I'll have to spend

the rest of my life in this ranch!

- Are you joking?

- Be glad you're not in jail.

And be thankful

for the authorities' generosity.

I'm your mother, Adolfo.

I beg you not to forget that.

I don't know you.

You were born when I was in Janeiro.

What's your name?

Camila, grandma.

Camila O'Gorman. Very nice.

Tell me,

do you like love stories?

I don't know.

The newspaper!

Gazeta Mercantil!

It's the other way around,

you ignorant n*gger!

Here, hurry up.

The master's waiting.

Rita!

Tell child Camila to come,

her teacher's waiting for her!

She's not in her room,

Mrs. Joaquina.

Child Eduardo,

did you see child Camila?

- No.

- The master's asking for her.

She must not want to take a bath.

The English have surrendered.

They understood Rosas

won't be bought.

- They had to stop the blockage.

- Is that good, master?

Of course.

Now we'll have good candles.

Girls! Don't play with water!

I have so much work

on bath day!

Rita, is it true the governor

takes baths every day?

- Don't say those things!

- Is it true or not?

So they say.

The man is a bit eccentric.

It seems...

Of course he has a big

and a small house.

That way anyone can have

tons of water.

Camila, always hiding!

Why don't you say where you go?

What for?

So Tita can hear about it

and send me to drown?

Look.

IN MEMORY OF CAMILA O'GORMAN

AND LADISLAO GUTIERREZ

FREE VERSION 1984

I have no solution.

I fought with my dad again.

He's so overpowering.

Sometimes I want him to die.

And then I have ugly dreams.

Last night I heard meows,

I didn't know where they came from.

I dreamt that I opened a door

and I saw a man and a woman

and she was breathing

like a cat does.

Father...

I couldn't stop watching.

I couldn't stop watching.

It was stronger than me.

I got closer and looked.

When I saw that woman

naked and on the floor,

that was me.

I'm so embarrassed, Father.

You know dreams

don't come from nothing.

They're born in the heart.

- Father Felix?

- I'm not Father Felix.

But I thought I was talking

to the confessor!

- Why did you let me go on.

- We both have the same mission.

I don't want to go on

confessing myself to you.

Excuse me, Father.

Who's the new Father?

Water!

Water!

What do you have for me today,

Mariano?

- It just got here from Montevideo.

- Thanks.

So long!

- Hi, Toms.

- Hi, Camila.

- How are you, Miss Hortencia?

- Hello.

- Will you write it down?

- Yes.

- Mariano, Mariano?

- Yes?

How much is it today

for child Camila?

- Eight.

- Eight.

Don't tell me you're here

to but books,

because I don't believe you.

- No.

- So you're following me.

I don't want you to be seen

around here.

Give me that package.

Give me that package.

It's not black powder.

It's a book.

Yes, but there are books

and then there's books.

- Come on.

- Ignacio...

I'm just trying to protect you.

That's all.

Well.

Then walk me home.

Let's go.

Carmen!

Carmen, I'm going home with Ignacio.

Alone?

"There's nothing sadder

than emigrating".

"Leaving your country with violence

without wanting...

...or thinking about it

is a torment which no one...

...can feel unless

they experienced it themselves".

"Emigrating is death".

How long will you keep

tormenting me?

I'm reading for you, Echeverria.

You didn't listen, did you?

I mean it.

Let's leave the books.

Camila, Camilita!

Beautiful princess,

will you marry me?

Come over, come over...

Ignacio!

You won't be able

to recognize him,

he's just arrived!

I bet I can!

He's not Father Felix.

Eduardo isn't either.

Please, speak.

Say something.

- Happy birthday, Camila.

- I know who it is.

It's the province Father.

Supper's ready!

Camila, let's cut the cake!

There's my father.

Father, I want you to meet

my friend from Tucumn.

- Father Ladislao Gutierrez.

- They told me about you.

- Father Ganon.

- Nice to meet you.

My uncle the governor has told me

to transmit his greetings.

Excuse me.

Your uncle is the governor

of Tucumn?

That's right, sir.

Remember the doors to this house

will always be open for you.

Father Gutierrez,

it's not a small offer.

With Mr. O'Gorman you can find

the best of Buenos Aires.

And I'm grateful, sir.

You'll have to take care

of the details.

- I don't understand, Father.

- You have forgotten your token.

I always carry an extra one

for this emergencies.

The governor is a bit too careful

about this matter.

Father Ganon likes to exaggerate.

Do you think I exaggerate?

- Excuse me.

- Here, give some to Clara.

How nice, great recipe!

- Tomorrow if you like.

- Sure.

Do you want a drink?

"My dear madam".

"I hear how they prepare

the weapons outside...

which they'll shoot

against this heart,

which I want you to know

will be with you...

until their last beat".

No, no, not that one.

That one's for me.

I'll give you another one.

"Because my passion,

dear madam,

doesn't know about the limits

of time".

"Now and then I touch this cross

which still holds...

the smell of your body,

which I love madly".

Is it true you made love

like in the soap operas?

Yes.

We didn't sleep all night long.

The viceroy never forgets

about the pleasure of her lover.

Never.

My whole body aches.

But go on, love letters wilt

when they're not read again.

"Your angelical body

vibrates in my arms...

even when I don't have you anymore".

Mon Dieu!

It's time!

And I'm not dressed!

Listen, listen!

The guests are arriving!

Yes, madam.

But remember the viceroy

is always the last to arrive!

- My hat.

- Yes.

My hat and... downstairs?

Is everything ready downstairs?

- Yes.

- Are the musicians here?

- Yes, madam.

- Are you sure the table's set?

Yes, madam.

I myself laid the candlesticks

you ordered me too.

And the jasmines.

Can you hear,

madam O'Gorman?

They're playing a minuet!

How many times do I have

to tell you how much I dislike...

you coming up here?

I'm sorry, Tatita.

You know this lady is confined.

Or don't you?

- Yes, but she's my grandmother.

- Obey and hurry up.

We'll go back to Buenos Aires

before it gets dark.

You look beautiful, my madam.

What are you waiting for

to receive Santiago de Liniers?

He's about to arrive.

Don't worry, madam.

Don't worry.

No one will arrive.

They're all dead.

Liniers was shot over 30 years ago.

My dear son...

Go to sleep,

tomorrow mommy will tell you...

all about the party.

Will you kiss me?

Goodbye, mother.

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