Guernica Page #3

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He passed away.

I'm sorry.

You must miss him.

Yes. Yes, I do.

I wasn't a daughter

that he hoped for.

He arranged my marriage

to a family friend,

and I ran away.

Here, in this country, a lot of people believe

that women can't have their own opinions.

Come on.

Everybody to the bus, please.

Let's go.

Next up, a government hospital.

Supplies are generously provided

by the Soviet Union.

You have to talk to your paper.

I mean it.

-Hello.

-Hello.

Hi.

Your cow needs a tail.

How did this happen?

Was it from the fighting?

Better story for

you if I said yes?

I'll get the truth for you, but

the real truth is on her face,

no matter what happened to her.

She needs your help.

Marta, please.

Thank you.

No. The government is dead

but behaves as if it isn't.

The Basque front is

about to collapse.

The thing is, the retreat may come right

through my position here in Bilbao,

by Gernika. So...

Sh*t!

-What?

-You know the rules.

-You are all such cynics.

-You have something for me?

Yeah.

-You'd better go home, it's late.

-Right away. See you tomorrow.

We have a report that a

journalist has been in Burgos

and now moves

freely in our area.

-Name?

-Not yet.

Not acceptable.

It isn't good?

No, it's sh*t.

Dig deeper.

My young lady found it.

Bookstore. Just on the street.

Antique bookstore, but...

You want me to sign it?

Keep it.

In fact, read it.

This is a Tree of Gernika.

An ancient symbol

of Basque identity.

Oak trees symbolized traditional freedoms

for Bizcayans and for the Basque people.

Many centuries ago, under

this tree, laws were enacted,

prohibiting torture and arresting

people without court approval.

You have five minutes to take photos,

okay? We'll meet back at the bus.

This is off the record,

but do you wanna taste

the real Basque country?

Wonderful...

-Let's do it.

-Let's do it.

Teresa, where are you going?

I'm gonna take them somewhere.

Can you wait for me

in the front door, please?

Sure.

Give me a second.

They must stay with the group.

And you'd better be careful.

I owe you one.

Why are you here?

You know you're not welcome.

Go away!

Are you driving us out?

You?

When my son returns,

you'll be the one

to be driven out!

We all know which side your son

fights on. On the fascists' side!

Leave it!

I won't sell you anything.

No beetroots,

no leeks, no carrots,

no cauliflowers.

Nothing!

You'll change your mind

when ours come along,

when it's too late!

-Are you sure?

-Come on.

What's all that about then?

Well, she supports

the other side.

Here, everybody knows

everything about everyone.

Yeah?

We are 35 kilometers

away from the front.

It's about to break.

The Spanish have asked us

to attack with full force.

They will retreat through the

mountains, along that road.

Franco wants to stop them here.

He'd better make sure we get the

ammo and the fuel we were promised.

They must make sure

our bills are paid.

I've spoken with General Mola.

He wants us to bomb

all of the Basque factories.

Really?

His own factories?

The Spanish don't think

about the future.

Soon there will be no

tomorrow for them.

What is going on?

We stopped his car. He was

about to cross enemy lines.

I took the wrong road.

They pulled out all

the traffic signs.

Are you a spy?

No!

No, for God's sake, I

don't know the area.

I just...

I just wanted to meet

with the journalist tour.

Vasyl, I'm watching you.

Show me what you can do.

Please.

Please, sir. I

have two children.

Have mercy.

Have mercy.

Teresa!

What a joy!

It's been so long.

This is Bego?a, my

mother's sister.

The Coloma family isn't as

stuck up as my father's one.

Nice girl!

This is Henry, Marco and Marta.

-Foreign reporters.

-Welcome.

Look at you, you look exhausted.

Auntie...

She doesn't sleep.

-She's too sensitive for this job.

-Stop it.

It's none of their business.

Answering back, just like

she did with her father.

She said that when Teresa was a

little girl, she was pretty feisty.

Yeah, I bet she was.

Teresa!

Isabel.

What a surprise!

You look lovely.

This is my cousin, Isabel.

What a joy! Just in time

to see my wedding dress.

Yes.

She's so excited. She's

getting married.

Congratulations.

-What did he say?

-Congratulations.

Thank you.

May I take a picture of you?

A photograph.

-Yes.

-Yes?

That's uncle's car.

It's always broken down.

-That's my uncle's car. It never works.

-Really?

Well, maybe we can help out.

Come on, Marco.

I'll show you my dress.

Automobile repair? I thought you

didn't do automobile repair.

Hello?

Can we give you a hand?

-American?

-Yes, American.

If you want to buy me a new car.

Not good...

You wanna get in the car,

get ready to start it up?

It's the carburetor. It wouldn't

happen with a Spanish car.

Bad times for everyone. We're

better here than in the city.

We grow vegetables and exchange

things with neighbors.

But in Bilbao...

All right. Crank it.

No. Wait. Hold on.

We need it,

our daughter is getting married

and we'll have to visit her.

Or if we have to leave

here in a hurry.

Is it better to send Bego?a

and my daughter to Bilbao?

If I were you,

I'd leave as soon as possible.

Yeah, okay.

Give it another go.

Yes!

God, help me!

Why?

Why do you insist on

breaking the rules?

Life is so much easier

if you just listen.

Please don't do it.

I'm innocent.

I'm innocent.

I've never shot a man.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Makes me angry to have to

do your work, Mikiavich.

I asked you to bring me

an enemy of the people,

and all I get is

this fascist pig.

And I have to do

it all by myself.

-I understand.

-No!

Clearly you do not.

In Moscow, the party denounces

someone every day.

Why?

Because it keeps the

proletariat in line.

You have to do it

better, Mikiavich.

Bring me an enemy

of the revolution,

or some big prize

and then we can continue this

most enlightening conversation.

It's Teresa, as a child.

That's Teresa?

Her father, a football player.

Football!

Ferocious, like Teresa.

My cousin wants to know the opinion

of a famous writer about her dress.

Do you like it?

I don't know why...

I drew it myself.

Yeah, I...

It's at the dressmaker's.

My boyfriend hasn't seen it yet,

he's at the front.

I wanted a man's opinion.

Well, I think it's...

Very pretty.

Really?

Do you think it's pretty?

Yeah, sure.

Very, very pretty.

Guess I said something right.

Come on.

Lunch is ready!

Lunch.

Yes, we agree to the plan.

Please, inform Franco

that after the operation

he must advance

quickly to Bilbao

or he will miss a

golden opportunity.

The General always

advances slowly,

he prefers to shoot his enemies

house by house.

Yes, but delays cost money.

There's no Republican aviation

in the area.

They only have one plane in

Bilbao and it's being repaired.

Splendid.

-Where's the ten of hearts?

-Here you are.

No, it hasn't come up.

Thank you.

Fold a card.

Perhaps she has it.

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