In the Time of the Butterflies Page #2

Lio, let's go!

Come in, Minerva. It's beautiful.

Come in. Come on.

That's the way. It's beautiful.

Have you read this?

Don't you care what happens to any of us?

Good morning.

- Did either of you know about that?

- About what?

A demonstration

at the university last week.

Led by a bunch of young professors,

Virgilio Morales among them.

"Enemies of the state," it says here.

Mama, anyone who believes in

fair government...

...is an enemy of the state these days.

Minerva, are you trying to get us all killed?

What kind of government is this that

we're afraid to speak in our own home?

Where the walls have ears...

...and every household

has someone on the payroll.

So you watch that mouth of yours,

Minerva Mirabal.

You will not see that young man again,

not in this house, not anywhere.

Do you understand?

But, Mama, you heard Lio's ideas,

and you liked them.

I didn't know they were Communist ideas.

You're gonna get yourself killed

if you keep going up against them.

Well, they better do it quickly,

because I'm leaving this country.

If I could only make it to my ride.

I don't understand why you wanna

go around stirring things up anyway.

Why don't you just leave it alone?

Because it's not enough, Dede.

Don't you understand?

This regime is insane!

Do you know that Trujillo

has a secret campaign...

...to make our population whiter than it is?

He secretly murders

thousands of Black Haitians...

...that cross the border because...

...he claims that they're contaminating

the Dominican race.

- Okay, you heard him.

- Open up.

- What do you have in there?

- It's only clothes.

Over here.

Look at me. I'll write to you.

What are you doing?

Lio.

You can go through.

- You can pass.

- Move it.

Minerva, what are you doing?

Get back here! Get back.

Check that hood. Okay.

Minerva!

- It's okay.

- What is she doing?

It's okay, just stay quiet.

Lio.

Welcome to the revolution...

...Butterfly.

Let's go.

I don't think you can topple Trujillo

from another country's mountains.

I can't do it if I'm dead either.

But if I stay, I won't last long, Minerva.

I'm still gonna fight the regime,

but from a safe distance.

That's my ride.

- Will you write to me?

- Every day.

I gotta go.

I didn't yet understand Lio's revolution...

...only that it had

taken him away from me...

...and that without him, my life felt empty.

Patria's life took an unexpected turn,

and when her calling came...

...it was not the sort we expected.

Thank you very much.

- Anything for me, Papa?

- No, not today.

Your friends from Inmaculada

must be too busy...

...getting married and having babies

to write letters.

You should find a nice boy

from a good family and marry him.

No nice boy from a good family is gonna

want to marry a lawyer.

Which you are not,

and which you never will be.

When are you going to

come back to reality?

Bye, Minerva.

Since the last time I saw you, Minerva...

...not a day has gone by

when I don't think of you.

Although this is the fourth letter

I write to you without response...

...I can't help hoping... I'm far from you.

Lost in these mountains,

I've never felt so close to anybody.

I still haven't heard from you.

I long to kiss your lips and talk...

I'll write to you.

And I'll write to you until we're free...

How dare she go through my things!

That's to remind you

to respect your father.

- You don't have my respect anymore.

- I was trying to protect you.

I know of at least three of Virgilio's friends

who have disappeared.

You can't be safe

if you're in contact with him.

Enrique, Capt. Pea's here to see you.

Capt. Pea, to what do we owe this honor?

Trujillo has requested the presence

of your daughter Minerva...

...at the party he is giving at the palace.

You and your other lovely daughters

are also invited.

We are not won'thy of such honor,

Capt. Pea.

Unfortunately,

I haven't been feeling well lately.

The President will miss you, seora.

For the rest of you,

this is a party I wouldn't miss.

Have a good day.

Your table is right over there.

No, no, my dear.

El Jefe has invited you to that table.

That's quite an honor.

Go on, my daughter.

Don't worry, we are here.

Here.

There you are.

Enjoy.

It's a pleasure.

- Excellency.

- Don Manuel, how are you?

Ambassador, so good to see you.

No, I've never seen her.

May I have the pleasure?

- You are a beautiful dancer.

- Thank you.

But then again, women from El Cibao

are beautiful dancers.

Is your wife from El Cibao?

I am talking about the national treasure

I'm holding in my arms.

I don't feel much like a national treasure.

Why not? You're a jewel.

I feel like I'm wasting my life

in Ojo de Agua.

You should come to the capital.

That's exactly what I keep telling Papa.

I want to go to law school here.

- Women are not allowed in law school.

- They would be if you said so.

Universities are not good for women.

Your medals are hurting me.

Excuse me.

Is there anything else I can do

to please you?

Release her.

Please, Jefe,

let me take my daughter home.

That was such a stupid thing to do.

I will send a telegram of apology to El Jefe.

He'll understand, Patria.

You're right, Papa.

Do it before things get worse.

What did you want me to do?

He grabbed my ass.

Minerva.

- It was an immediate reaction.

- You don't slap Trujillo.

You should have thought about it.

Maybe if I had thought about it,

I would have done exactly the same thing.

If I let him grab my ass,

next he's gonna grab my breast...

Minerva! I will not tolerate

this language in this house.

Minerva did what her conscience dictated.

No one is to blame for that.

A telegram to apologize. He'll understand.

- Good morning.

- Mr. Enrique Mirabal.

He is my husband. What do you want?

Capt. Pea wants to see him immediately.

Everything all right, Minerva?

Enrique! There is someone looking for you.

Why are you taking him? For how long?

I don't know.

Why you?

Don't worry, Minerva. I'll clear it up.

I'm sorry, Papa.

Take care of your mother, you hear?

You'll be back soon. I promise.

Enrique.

No, I can do nothing else.

We're looking for a prisoner.

Enrique Mirabal.

We've been coming for two weeks,

and you still can't tell us where he is.

Get this document stamped correctly,

then we can help you.

These documents have been

stamped correctly for two days now.

Look again.

Talk to Capt. Pea. He seems to have

a special interest in your case.

I tried to handle it here,

but the orders came from the top.

- He sent a telegram.

- Yes, I know.

He's just a farmer.

He doesn't want to

get involved in any trouble.

What is he accused of?

Whatever it is,

I'm positive it's just a misunderstanding.

It could be cleared up.

Can you take us to him?

It will be better all the way around

if we follow orders.

Isn't that right, Seorita Minerva?

I will do whatever I need to do

to make sure my father's all right.

Listen, Seorita Minerva,

don't misunderstand me.

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