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Summer 1936
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July 18.
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The Spanish army rises against
the Republican government.
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July 19.
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In Barcelona and Madrid
the army is defeated...
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... thanks to the people's
heroic efforts.
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July 20.
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The masses demand
a revolutionary state.
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The legal government is unable
to control the situation.
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July 21.
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The Spanish civil war begins...
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... the last idealistic war...
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... the last dream of a people
striving for the impossible...
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...for Utopia.
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-Down with capitalism!
-Death to priests!
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Long live Durruti!
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Long live the workers!
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Long live the FAl!
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Come along, sisters.
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A little bit of order.
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Silence, please!
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Sister Agueda...
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Sister Carmela...
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Sister Encarnacion...
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It isn't much, but it will
get you back to your families.
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You'll leave at once.
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Sister Amparo...
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Be careful, talk as little
as possible to people.
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Trust no one, except God.
He will never abandon you.
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Sister Maria...
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The most innocent,
the most defenceless,...
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...the furthest from her home.
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He will take care of you.
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Mother, I'm frightened.
Who will help you if you stay?
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A Mother Superior
belongs with her convent.
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Let's see.
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St. Matthew, chapter six,
verse twenty five.
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Do not worry about your life,
what you are to eat or drink,...
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...nor about your body
and how to clothe it.
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Is not life more than food,
the body more than clothing?
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Continue, Maria.
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The birds in the sky
do not sow or reap...
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...but your heavenly Father
feeds them.
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Are you not worth much more
then they are?
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Do you still believe that God
will not watch over me...
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...and all of you?
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No, mother.
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Forgive me.
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-Time is short.
-Mother!
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They're here!
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You nuns, get out!
We're going to burn the convent!
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Long live the CNT!
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Long live the FAl!
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Hey there, sisters!
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Where are you going?
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Don't move!
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Come on, stand up!
We're not Jesus Christ!
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The revolution respects all women.
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Let's watch the cathedral burn.
On your feet, comrade nuns.
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-Who is it?
-For pity's sake!
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Shelter in the name
of the Virgin!
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Come in, sister.
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Not my underskirt!
For the love of God, no!
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We're not going to kill you.
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Saint Catherine had her tits
cut off...
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...and complained less.
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You smell of rotting lilies.
Don't you wash your cunt?
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We use bleach here.
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That's enough, girls.
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Put her into bed.
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You can go now.
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Quickly!
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You want to save your skin,
right?
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You're going to stay here
and say nothing.
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Understand?
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You've been very lucky,
my dear.
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You're in good hands here.
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Come in, Monsignor.
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Come on in.
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Monsignor...
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Monsignor...
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With all respect,...
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...you have to remove...
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...all your clothes.
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Good luck, Monsignor.
And don't worry.
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It will be all right,
with God's help.
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What's your name, child?
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A militiaman helped me
get a pass to go to Barcelona.
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You know who gives them out?
That shoemaker from Murcia.
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He sits behind a table
stamping papers.
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You know what the stamp
is made of?
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A potato!
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And no one can get out
of town without a paper...
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...with the stamp.
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Fanny, dear, bring me
a potato and a knife.
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Quickly.
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The convent priest hid in a tree
and they shot him out of it.
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The militiamen found
160 million pesetas...
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...in the episcopal palace.
That's 64 million "reales".
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160 million "pesetas".
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Then that bishop hasn't
got a bean.
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I'm not doing it for money.
It's out of humanity.
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And conviction, of course.
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I'm very Catholic.
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-So am l.
-Me too.
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More than the cardinal.
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More than the Pope!
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CNT, "comrade, no toiling".
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-Ma'am...
-Yes?
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It's the militia.
Will I let them in?
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Take it easy, girls.
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With the revolution
or without it,...
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...men always come here
for the same thing.
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Let's go into the drawing room.
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Coming!
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Who's in charge here?
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You mean Madame Colet?
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Let's see.
That Madame whatsit...
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You the brothel keeper?
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Call your girls in.
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All of them.
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They're all here.
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Aura, turn off that shit.
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If this is the revolution,
they can forget about me.
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I don't go with dykes.
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Sit down.
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You...
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Over here.
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Concha.
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Friends,...
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...I am Concha Liano
and, like my two comrades,...
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...I am a member of "Free Women".
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Our country is now in revolt.
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The symbols of oppression
are burning.
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The workers have occupied
the factories and barracks.
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The hated army which oppressed
the working class for centuries...
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...has been defeated...
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...by ordinary men and women.
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Spain is an example
to the world.
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Priests and capitalists...
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...are fleeing from
proletarian justice.
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Now,...
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...at last, the people
are speaking out.
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Friends...
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Freedom has broken out.
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Keep going.
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A word is heard repeatedly
in our streets,...
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...our homes, our factories
and workshops.
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Revolution!
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That word is heavy with meaning.
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Who's there?
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Open in the name
of the revolution!
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Courage, sister.
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Say something.
Just say "I'm busy'.
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I'll break down the door!
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Say something.
Say "I'm busy'.
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"I'm busy."
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What are you doing?
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What are you doing?
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What do you think?
We're fucking.
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Not any more.
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Throw that pig...
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...out of bed.
That's an order!
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Get out of here, bastard!
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Or I'll blow your balls off!
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We cannot aspire
to any kind of justice...
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...while the greatest slavery
still exists.
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It forces you to renounce
love, tenderness, friendship,...
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...and waste your lives on
the sexual voracity of strangers.
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It makes a woman...
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...sell her own body,...
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...in houses like this...
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...which are just love sheds.
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Love must be free,...
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...not bought.
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What's she saying?
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That they're whores too,
but they don't charge.
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I'll kick up a fuss.
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No more hypocrisy.
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No woman is decent
until we all are.
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This has to end at once.
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It's over now.
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We're here to help you.
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Comrades,...
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...sisters, in the name
of all Spanish women,...
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...we open our arms
to help you regain...
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...your dignity as workers,
sisters, or mothers.
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Join in the liberation
of prostitutes!
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Long live Free Women and
the libertarian revolution!
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You've heard my comrade.
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Have you nothing to say?
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For Crissake!
What is it you want?
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To be whores all your life?
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To have cocks stuck up you
ten or fifteen times a day,...
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...and all for a bowl of stew?
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Or have you seven lives
like a cat...
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...and you can afford
to waste this one?
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-You can count on me.
-And me.
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-To shoot, if need be.
-We're ready to die.
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-How do we start?
-Can I be a dressmaker?
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There are women like you...
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...in my village.
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Calm down. The revolution
guarantees you...
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...a decent job.
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-What about that odd one?
-Her? She isn't one of us.
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-She's a nun.
-And there's a priest here.
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-A bishop, at least.
-Fuck, a bishop!
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The boss was making a CNT stamp
with a potato.
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She was going to get him out
for money.
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Are you a nun, calamity?
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To serve God and you.
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Christ! You don't serve
a god or anybody!
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You're free from now on.
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No god, no country, no master.
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Whatever you say.
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She isn't a nun.
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She's a prisoner of the clergy.
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To stop the militiamen...
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...coming to screw you,
this dump is closed.
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The potato.
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Eat it.
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Eat it!
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Show some enthusiasm.
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Property is abolished!
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Burn the mayor's papers!
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If God is all-powerful,
let him come down.
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Death to priests!
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Burn it all!
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Burn it all!
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Burn it all!
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Burn the property register!
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Move that.
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What's in here? The bishop?
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-Hands off.
-For killing sparrows?
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Burn it all!
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Long live the libertarian revolution!
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Attention! Attention!
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From Barcelona...
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...thanks to the microphones
we bring you...
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...Buenaventura Durruti.
Attention!
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In these historic moments...
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...in these decisive hours...
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...multiplied by ardour
and enthusiasm...
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... the brave men
of the people...
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...who reduced the army
in Barcelona...
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...are preparing
to march on Saragossa...
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... to assist their Aragonese brothers.
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The sovereign will...
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... of masses who can
do anything...
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... when united and increased
by the decision to triumph...
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... will influence
the fate of the world.
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July 19 will mark
the beginning...
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... of a new era.
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The peace of the past
no longer exists.
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We are gestalting
among rivers of blood...
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...a new Spain!
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Long live the FAl,
symbol of the revolution!
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Long live Durruti!
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Long live anti-fascism!
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Long live the revolution!
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Hurrah!
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Victory to the working class!
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Greetings.
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That's what your lot was
keeping. For the poor.
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As if we had enough trucks...
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...to spare some for
the redemption of your girls.
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Did you hear?
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Our comrade here wants a bus
to take her girls...
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...to Barcelona.
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Have you seen this scarecrow?
Turn round...
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...and let them see.
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-ldiot!
-Go wash dishes!
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Is she with you?
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She's with me.
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What about it?
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Did you get her
from the wax museum?
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She's very odd.
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Not as odd as you...
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...with that potato.
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Let's see.
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You and your whores will take
a train for Barcelona tomorrow.
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A gift from me.
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Where do we stay tonight?
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In the Encarnacion Convent.
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It's empty.
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We thought of your lot
and didn't burn it.
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So there.
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Come on.
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Well.
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What about you lot?
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Because none of us
swallow this story...
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...that you're
"loyal to the Republic".
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Let's see.
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You tell me where
the tommy guns are...
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...and I'll believe you.
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All right?
Where are they?
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The sergeant's wife
is a sympathizer.
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A sympathizer?
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Of what?
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Of Libertarian Youth.
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-What about it?
-She gave them the tommy guns.
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Did I leave a whore house
just to enter a convent?
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-What a narrow bed!
-It's only meant for one person.
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-Where did the chaplain go?
-On top, as usual.
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I know who I'll dream about.
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The priest in my town.
He was gorgeous!
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-I'll stay here.
-Charo, you'll sleep easy.
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And I won't have to season it
with vinegar.
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-What's your name?
-Aura.
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Good night.
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Going to sleep in that hat?
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What's your name?
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Maria.
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Maria what?
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De la Concepción de Azcarate...
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...y Dorronsoro.
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Rich family?
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I'm a servant of the Lord.
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With a name like that,
you must be rich. Look at me.
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Plain Pilar Sanchez.
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Poor as a church mouse.
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Where are you from?
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My family's in Saragossa.
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Tomorrow is another day.
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You're an early bird.
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In that hat, you look like
you're in the Legion of Mary.
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Why not take it off?
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When do we go to Barcelona?
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I'm going today.
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Your lot will go by train.
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When there is one.
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What must I do
to get to Saragossa?
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You should ask Durruti that.
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We all want to go there.
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That's better.
You look like a peasant.
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Who are you married to?
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The Lord.
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That's great.
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A husband who doesn't need
his supper made...
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...or his bed.
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I'll see you in Barcelona.
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Living in a community
has got advantages for you.
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You can form a committee.
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A committee is a group
of comrades...
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...who undertake to direct,
not order, but direct,...
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...put in order,
the activities of the group.
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Let's see how this committee
can be formed.
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First, you need a secretary.
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But make sure that
the comrade chosen...
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...is the one best able
to read and write.
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Anita can use a typewriter.
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The secretary will be
the representative...
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...in dealing with
other groups...
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...but must remember that she
has no rights over the others.
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Rather, she must listen carefully...
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...to the suggestions
and complaints of her comrades.
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You go by train.
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You going on your own?
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With the nun.
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Get on!
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Astride.
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Halt!
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-Greetings.
-Greetings.
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-What are you carrying?
-Stale bread.
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Say your prayers.
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Today, two went through...
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...with rabbit skins,
and three with sausages,...
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...but you're the first
with stale bread.
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Put on your mitre, bishop.
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There's a nice job for you.
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Some moneybags.
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Shit!
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Let's see if there is a God.
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Come on, let's go.
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Why did they kill him?
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This is a revolution,
not a party.
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And someone has to pay
the consequences.
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It's the apocalypse of freedom!
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Up with the Barbers' Union!
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There are the rifles.
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Barcelona's barbers
support the revolution!
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Down with the army!
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Down with the generals!
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Down with capitalism!
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Long live the CNT!
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Long live the libertarian revolution!
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-Victory to the working class!
-Victory!
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Coming!
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-Five hours!
-Come on, open up.
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It's a bit much.
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The men have their revolution.
What about you?
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Skip the jokes and help me.
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Push.
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-What about her? Who is she?
-A nun.
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Christ!
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Fucking hell! If that's true,
we'll run you through tonight!
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Come on in.
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Come on!
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The spirit-making machines?
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Here. They're right here.
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Power for women!
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Squat down.
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Wash yourself at the front.
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Don't worry, it isn't a sin.
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What's up?
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She saw a bishop get wiped out.
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Well, he'll be in Heaven now.
God is a fascist.
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Don't talk rubbish.
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Look.
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Stop crying and I'll give you
my peach. Here, take it.
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What's this?
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1 1,000 virgins!
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And what's in here?
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Some gold coins from
the clergy's treasure.
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I was given it to pay
my journey to Saragossa.
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We're going for free.
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This is mine. I got the others
from the barricade outside.
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A duchess's bed.
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You'll sleep better
than anyone.
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Like the princess and the pea,
but without the pea.
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Well! A little smile
from the nun!
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Did an angel pass by?
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My mother used to tell me
that story at bedtime.
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Are you an anarchist too?
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Yes, indeed. Anarchist,
spiritualist,...
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...and lame.
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Anarchist because the individual
is all and the state is nothing.
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Spiritualist because,
after death,...
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...the individual is all
and God is nothing.
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And lame from birth,...
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...because, that way,
my mind developed.
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Understand?
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Let's see. Jesus...
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Jesus was the first anarchist.
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-You believe in Jesus?
-Of course.
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It's priests that I hate.
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What's more, I spoke
to Jesus's spirit once.
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You? You spoke to him?
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To her.
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Jesus isn't a man,
she's a woman.
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Good night.
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See you tomorrow.
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Listen.
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Don't cry too much about your
bishop. He was not innocent.
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He never protested
about starvation wages,...
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...about keeping the people
in ignorance,...
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...about letting the poor die,
about children working in mines.
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For centuries,...
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...bishops have grown fat
and never protested.
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It's a sin to kill.
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Here.
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Read and learn. You'll see...
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...how many ways
there are to kill.
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See you tomorrow.
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The Eternal Book.
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"Do not deceive each other.
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Cast aside the old man
and dress as the new man.
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Thus, you will have a man
able to feel and think...
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...in a way we cannot
even conceive."
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Long live
libertarian Barcelona!
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Hurrah!
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You've been proposed as secretary
of the Propaganda Committee.
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Why me? Absolutely not.
I'm going to the front.
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Come on.
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Both sexes are oppressed,
not just women.
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This means there is
only one liberation...
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...for which both men and women
will have to fight!
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You women offered your lives,
full of illusion,...
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...in the first days
of the heroic struggle,...
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...where each man was a hero...
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...and each woman was
the equal of a man!
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But bravery isn't everything.
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It is time to give up the rifle
for the industrial machine...
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...and warrior energy for that
softness in every woman's soul.
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She's talking rubbish!
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Christ! The lioness has turned
into a chicken!
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She will impose on the rough
atmosphere of war...
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...the delicate sensitivity...
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...of feminine psychology.
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She will tend the men returning
weary from the battle front.
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Free Women reiterates that the
danger can only be resisted...
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...with the opposition
of a female force,...
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...participation in the armed struggle!
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Concha!
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Leave this to me!
Let me speak for once!
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What's wrong?
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It seems we're mad
because we want to fight.
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I'm going to explain,
so listen well.
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We don't see why...
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...the revolution is in the hands
of only half the population.
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We are anarchists,...
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...but we are also women and
we want to make our revolution.
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Not have men make it for us.
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We don't want a struggle
designed to fit the male...
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...because we'll be fucked,
as always.
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We want to fight so that we can
claim our part in the share-out.
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And we want to make it clear...
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...that just now we're beside
ourselves with joy...
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...and it would be a mistake
to keep us at home knitting!
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We want to die!
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But we want to die like men,
not live like servants!
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Clap, nun.
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Remember, your soul is a woman's
soul and has to be with women.
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-What?
-Clap!
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What's wrong with you?
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Long live women!
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Long live the revolution!
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Long live the revolution!
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On to Saragossa!
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Long live freedom!
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On to Saragossa!
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Long live freedom!
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-Are we going to Lerida?
-Don't ask me.
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I've just got out of jail!
On to Saragossa!
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You never let go of this.
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Come on.
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We're going to Saragossa.
Climb up, Pilar. You too, Concha.
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Long live the revolution!
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Long live Durruti!
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Long live libertarian communism!
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On to Saragossa!
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That's the lot from
the Gutierrez century,...
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...covering the right flank,
or exposing it.
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And there are the fascist bastards...
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...with their army discipline.
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When will the grub arrive?
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Soon. Before Saragossa falls.
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Whoever hits the target
at this distance...
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...wins a prize.
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Comrade Durruti...
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The readers of the New York
Herald would like to know...
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...if the anarchists...
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...act on government orders...
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...or if they are
in confrontation with it.
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Fascism must be
stamped out forever.
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If necessary,
in spite of the government.
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Perhaps, some day soon,...
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...this government may need
the rebel forces...
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...to destroy the workers'
movement.
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We fight for the revolution.
We expect help from no one.
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We'll show you Russian Bolsheviks
how to make a revolution.
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There is dictatorship
in your country.
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There are colonels and generals
in the Red Army...
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...while my column has
no leaders and no subordinates.
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We all have equal rights.
We are all soldiers.
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I too am a simple soldier.
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The men in your column...
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...are accused of having
fallen into disorder.
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Chaos, some say.
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Professional soldiers have
trouble being respected.
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What do you say?
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The bourgeoisie always tend
to identify freedom with chaos.
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We have organized enthusiasm,
not obedience.
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Every man and woman,...
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...is responsible to themselves
and to the rest.
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That is our strength.
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We, the workers, are destined
to inherit the earth.
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It will undoubtedly be
a very expensive triumph.
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You will rest
on a pile of ruins.
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We are not afraid of ruins.
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Workers built the palaces and
cities of Spain and America.
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We can do it again.
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The bourgeoisie can destroy
their world...
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...before abandoning
history's stage...
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...but we have a new world
in our hearts,...
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...a world that is growing
every moment.
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It's growing while
I talk to you.
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Here.
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A promise is a promise.
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-Anyone for Farlete?
-Me.
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-Me.
-Me.
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Name and profession?
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That's a bad start.
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We don't want to be on a list.
We came to fight...
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...for our ideals.
We belong to Free Women.
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How many are you?
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No idea.
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Count us.
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They've got tommy guns.
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-How many tommy guns?
-Six, comrade secretary.
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I'm not a secretary.
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Sorry, comrade priest.
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And I'm not a priest.
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-We were misinformed.
-Undoubtedly.
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You should give up those arms.
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Up here!
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You and your companions
can be of help at the front.
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Without carrying arms.
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I've heard that before.
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What you want,
comrade priest,...
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...is to have us washing up
for the men.
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Send them to Pina,
it's quiet.
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We'll change that!
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Pray for us, priest.
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I've done my bit for today.
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Hey!
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There's a nail file up there
if you want one.
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Just look at this kid!
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What is this? Are you tired
of working already?
-
It's tea time.
-
You haven't done a thing yet.
-
I'm guarding the tommy guns.
-
You go and dig,
I'll guard them.
-
Climb on this.
-
A good trench needs
a security exit.
-
There are various wars here.
Get that clear.
-
But it's all to take Saragossa.
-
Or isn't it?
-
The government doesn't
want us to take Saragossa.
-
Not there! We'd have to
stand on chairs to shoot!
-
That row goes outside.
-
It stops otherwise.
-
My father's winding up
the clock.
-
He believes in clocks,
not in God.
-
He thinks if it stops,
his time's up.
-
I came to make the revolution,
not to work.
-
You make the revolution in bed?
-
It depends on the company.
-
We'll have to go to
Saragossa by river.
-
-Can you swim?
-Depends what's on the other side.
-
Look what I found!
-
Who lost their head?
-
You mean...
-
-Who lost their ass?
-You pig!
-
Look, I've just got out of jail!
I spent two years in there!
-
Two years with nothing
but hairy men!
-
You'd better be careful, Faneca.
We'll castrate you some night.
-
Pass me the pumpkin.
Over here, to me.
-
We'll castrate him now!
-
-Pass it to me!
-The revolution's fucked!
-
Lord, come down and behold
your libertarians...
-
...adoring a pumpkin.
-
Give them the enemy
they deserve.
-
I was joking!
-
It's raining!
-
They're going to fire again!
Come on, hurry, take cover!
-
What are those two doing?
-
Last one's a faggot, Maria!
-
-ls everyone all right?
-Yeah.
-
A great weapon, but that lot
don't know how to use it.
-
What the fuck do you know?
-
I did my military service
in Africa. Quartermaster.
-
I know about war.
-
-Why the pistol?
-What about it?
-
Sons of bitches!
-
-They'll destroy the stew!
-Let them! It doesn't matter!
-
Is touching your tits
counter-revolutionary?
-
Try it.
-
Thanks.
-
Maria!
-
Leave that!
-
-Where's she going?
-She's crazy! Come back!
-
The pot!
-
-Why did you do it?
-We'd have lost the soup.
-
The bowls!
-
Don't worry, we're safe.
-
Bullets have a parabola.
They don't fall out of the sky.
-
I can't get my finger out!
-
I am searching for freedom1...
-
...and singing my songs
on the breeze.
-
I am searching for freedom.
-
If I don 't find
that freedom1...
-
...I won 't stop...
-
... singing.
-
Do you find them
already peeled?
-
You don't have to tell anyone
where you get the potatoes.
-
Except me.
-
Where do you get them?
-
I bought them with old coins
until I used them all.
-
Now the peasants give them
because they like what I say.
-
What do you say?
-
The day has come...
-
...when peasants will keep
what they need to live...
-
...but will give the rest to
the workers from the cities...
-
...in whom, for the first time
ever, they will see brothers...
-
...and not exploiters.
-
Kropotkin.
-
Chapter 5, page 21 5.
-
Anyone here from the La Lometa,
Penasol or Riohondo positions?
-
Penasol!
-
La Lometa!
-
And Riohondo?
-
Her.
-
Durruti got some leather jackets
from the rearguard.
-
He thinks they'll be of use
to those standing guard...
-
...in the trenches at night.
-
-How many do you need?
-I want two.
-
We need three.
-
-And you?
-Three.
-
I'll give you two each.
-
Wait.
-
Can you carry all that?
-
I'll help you.
-
I'll go slowly.
-
Where are you going?
-
-Are you going far?
-To the position at Riohondo.
-
They've come to help me.
-
Greetings.
-
Mariona...
-
Be careful with him,
he's a priest.
-
He was about to be shot
and Durruti saved him.
-
He'll know why.
-
But a priest is a priest.
-
I'm so hungry.
-
Is there any millionaire
among you?
-
I bet he's an officer.
-
I bet he doesn't fight.
I bet he eats separately.
-
You, soldiers of an army which
has risen against the people,...
-
...you are the people!
-
You are dying to defend the
interests of your millionaire...
-
...generals.
-
That's enough, Beret.
-
The eight hour day has been won.
-
-Don't you want to eat?
-Fuck, leave me alone!
-
There are no officers here.
-
We are all soldiers...
-
...of the revolution...
-
...against the oppression
of generals...
-
...and capitalists.
-
Did he think that up himself?
-
Well...
-
It's very good.
-
Don't fire against
your brothers.
-
Turn your rifles around.
-
The enemy is behind you,
not in front of you.
-
Raise your fists and shout...
-
Freedom!
-
Brotherhood!
-
Long live libertarian communism!
-
Come over and tell us, and we'll
talk about your mother too!
-
If I go over, I'll stick
the megaphone up your ass,...
-
...fucking bastard!
-
That isn't mine.
-
The day you were born
your mother was drunk!
-
It's getting anti-feminist.
-
Son of the Pasionaria!
-
How much do they pay now...
-
...for the wrinkled crack of
your fucking whore of a mother!
-
Come down from there!
-
Who will you convince
raving on like that?
-
They started.
I was making a serious speech!
-
Do we let them mention
our mothers?
-
What kind of war is this?
-
Instead of picking off the enemy,
we make speeches at them.
-
I'd have finished them off!
-
It's a sin to kill.
-
They're the people too.
-
The people, always generous
and the enemy of revenge,...
-
...will break bread with all
who have stayed in its bosom,...
-
...expropriators
and expropriated.
-
In this way,
when work begins again,...
-
...former combatants will be
together in the same workshop.
-
-Has she gone crazy?
-It sounds familiar.
-
Of course it does.
-
"The Conquest of Bread."
-
Tell them that.
-
In case they win.
-
In the name of almighty God,...
-
...Say down your rifles.
-
They'll think it's their side.
-
So it is.
-
The virgin Maria.
-
The human being must desire
the freedom of all men.
-
Baking.
-
-Really?
-What does Bakunin mean?
-
I'll tell you if you stop
touching my ass.
-
Touch mine.
-
Really?
-
Swear in front of everybody.
-
I swear.
-
I don't care. I mean,
I just have this body as a loan.
-
I'd throw it to the dogs.
-
The individual freedom
of each man...
-
...is only possible through
the collective freedom...
-
...of the society
of which he is part...
-
...by virtue of a natural
and immutable law.
-
Damn whore!
-
Take the cock
out of your mouth...
-
...before you speak!
-
What are you thinking?
-
The same as you.
-
We could wipe out
those guys with that.
-
-When?
-Pilar, Concha...
-
Floren's acting odd.
She's talking like a man.
-
Christ!
-
What did she say?
-
I don't know.
-
I was combing her hair...
-
...when she went rigid
and started saying odd things.
-
-A spirit has entered her.
-We must waken her.
-
-How?
-We'll slap her!
-
Don't waken her, idiots!
-
Who are you?
-
A strongbox.
-
-Tell us who you are.
-Dynamite.
-
-Can you tell us who you are?
-A good detonator.
-
Are you a spirit or an imp?
-
And a flag.
That's all you need.
-
My name is Mateo Morral.
-
-Didn't you bomb the Opera?
-Like hell!
-
I'm the one who threw the bomb
at Alfonso Xlll.
-
If I hadn't been garrotted...
-
If I were with you,
you bunch of idiots!
-
You rack your brains trying
to decide if this is...
-
...a war or a revolution.
It's neither one nor the other!
-
It's just a piece
of rotten shit!
-
And you're even going to lose...
-
...the shit that's stuck
to your shoes. Idiots!
-
You leave Barcelona in
enemy hands and come here...
-
...to be killed!
-
I'm going to hit her so hard...
-
That bitch is saying what she
feels in the depth of her soul.
-
Goblins, ghosts
and supernatural creatures...
-
...are bourgeois lies.
Opium for the people.
-
Go on, spirit. Go on.
-
Durruti is an idiot.
-
He conquers Barcelona and comes
here to collectivize villages.
-
They're going to screw him
because he's a fool!
-
He has the brain of an ant!
-
That's enough!
-
-Aura, you're pulling my hair!
-No, it was me hitting you!
-
You want more?
-
It was Mateo Morral.
-
-Do you believe in that?
-No, I don't.
-
Nor in clocks when they stop.
-
But where did that voice
come from?
-
Beret...
-
Can you dig a hole
without making noise?
-
Depends on the size.
-
About this wide and this deep.
-
Yes, you can.
-
What tools do you need?
-
A chisel and a pair of hands.
-
Call them out.
-
-200 balaclavas.
-Yes.
-
-1 50 blankets.
-Yes.
-
-80 pairs of woollen socks.
-Yes.
-
50 dozen lipsticks.
-
What?
-
50 dozen lipsticks.
That's what it says here.
-
-Are they mad in Barcelona?
-Here they are.
-
Let's continue.
-
120 woollen undershirts.
-
Two oil stoves.
-
50 mountain knives.
-
300 bowls.
-
Yes.
-
200 aluminium forks.
-
200 wooden handled knives.
-
Yes.
-
20 packs of cards.
-
Yes.
-
200 aluminium spoons.
-
What are you looking for?
-
A strongbox.
-
Why do you need one?
-
Over there, in the corner.
-
How will you carry it?
-
Under your arm?
-
I'll manage it.
-
May I take this too?
-
Father...
-
If I asked to confess,
what would you say?
-
Don't call me father.
-
What can I do?
-
Wait. Don't do anything.
-
Do as you're ordered,
but nothing else.
-
And you, sir?
-
Don't call me sir.
-
Is that what you do?
-
-I help them.
-Why?
-
Jesus,...
-
...your master,...
-
...said that the poor
have a sacred madness.
-
Let me call you father.
Let me...
-
...ease my soul with
the sacrament of penance.
-
I thought you were a priest.
Are you or aren't you?
-
Not any more.
-
Stop! Someone might hear.
-
And bless the revolution!
-
Without it, no one would ever
have kissed you.
-
They told me. a strongbox
with a hole in the lid.
-
That's what they said.
-
No smoking or we're fucked.
-
Let's see.
-
The trickiest bit.
-
What a moon!
-
We never thought of that.
-
It's clouding over.
-
We'll do it tomorrow.
-
It's clouding over!
-
-What's up, Faneca?
-Nothing.
-
Dead calm.
-
What's that? A shot?
-
Here.
-
When you hear a noise, look,
and tell us after.
-
If you don't come back...
-
...what do I do...
-
...with the alarm clock?
-
Keep winding it.
Don't let it stop.
-
From now on, we're all part
of one machine, is that clear?
-
Here.
-
Charo, go over there.
-
Here we have the remains
of society.
-
A nun, a whore, a thief,
a pen-pusher...
-
...and a cripple.
-
-Cigarette?
-Someone's going to die.
-
I can feel it in my bones.
-
Why are we here?
-
We're with women all day
and at night we jerk off.
-
The war has to start some day.
-
The last time I had a woman
was in January '34.
-
Behind a wall.
-
A tart who didn't...
-
...have any tits.
-
I've been on leave since
the night of July 1 8.
-
I dream of the same thing
every night.
-
Large and firm,
with nipples like that.
-
Pointing upwards.
-
And who do those
wonders belong to?
-
I'd like to know that.
-
Like these?
-
Do you want to?
-
Really?
-
You got me on a good day.
-
I'll do it for the revolution.
-
And to try to stop
this tingling in my body.
-
I was just saying to myself,...
-
...how odd, men and women
together and nothing happens.
-
It took too long to happen.
-
If the enemy decide to attack
they'll just find us,...
-
...and those two fucking.
-
If they used the loudspeaker
the other lot could masturbate.
-
It makes you edgy.
-
-Doesn't it?
-No.
-
I'm not edgy.
-
How am I doing?
-
Normal. Fine.
-
Tell me I'm the best.
-
Say, "You brute, you animal.
You're hurting me".
-
Just shut up and come.
-
That's it?
-
Fuck, you'd put anybody off!
-
Someone's going to die.
-
I feel it in my bones.
-
Here.
-
-The river's very noisy.
-That's good.
-
-All quiet?
-All quiet, sir.
-
-Good night.
-Long live Spain, sir.
-
It's no use worrying.
-
What has to happen will happen.
-
You can't avoid it
by suffering beforehand.
-
I'm a fatalist.
-
If you're alive, you're a body.
If you're dead, you're a spirit.
-
It's about to begin.
-
Well?
-
-Charo, the sun's coming up.
-Who's dead?
-
This operation has
good sponsors, Charo.
-
I consulted with Lenin, Bakunin
and even Francesca Marcia.
-
Nobody's going to snuff it tonight.
-
Hey! Come on!
-
Come on! We're going to war!
-
Look.
-
-A flag.
-Yes.
-
A Republican flag.
-
My God!
-
Couldn't they have left things
as they were?
-
Here.
-
That's it.
-
Take cover!
-
Now!
-
Show no mercy! Continuous fire!
-
Keep firing! Pin them down!
-
Now!
-
There's no one there.
-
The rats have gone!
-
The machine gun is mine!
-
Intact! Not a scratch!
-
This little darling is going
to work for the revolution!
-
That's it! They've won...
-
...the war!
-
Don't be so silly.
-
Maybe no one has died.
Maybe it was a man who died.
-
Women of little faith!
-
No one, male or female, is going
to kick the bucket today.
-
Hey, come here! Look!
-
Come on!
-
Where's she going?
-
She's crossing over,
she's going with her own lot.
-
Don't move!
-
Beret!
-
It's three miles to San Roman.
-
-Our people are in the town.
-Come on, everybody push!
-
Aura! Concha!
-
We're going there. You do
the same. Everyone to San Roman!
-
San Roman is libertarian!
-
We're closer to Saragossa now!
-
See you later!
-
Long live Spain!
Long live the army!
-
Long live Christ the King!
-
Surrender! Your soldiers
are workers. They've joined us!
-
Don't be a fool!
-
A Spanish army officer doesn't
surrender to the rabble!
-
You can all go to Hell!
-
The bastard knows that whatever
he does, his time is up.
-
Hold it!
-
Go on! Fire, you faggots!
What are you waiting for?
-
Dare to kill an officer
of the glorious Spanish army!
-
Wait here, comrades.
-
Long live Spain!
-
You stupid idiot!
-
You'll be kicking for an hour.
Next time, use a longer rope.
-
Did you want a medal
on your casket?
-
We'll bury you like a dog!
-
Want some relief?
-
That's better than
a couple of aspirins.
-
Regards to St. Peter!
You see, we aren't so bad.
-
Help us, comrades!
-
A group of officers
have dug in at the mill!
-
Let's go!
-
Fucking commies!
-
Raise your head,
and we'll use your brains...
-
...to stick up posters!
Fire!
-
Fire!
-
It works great.
-
You feed the belt.
-
I'll drive.
-
The bastard wants to make
my mother a widow.
-
Raise the gunstock!
Higher! Fire!
-
Jump!
-
Jump!
-
Come on, jump!
-
Let's go! Forward!
-
Help me!
-
Jesus fucking Christ!
-
Greetings, comrades!
You're welcome.
-
-Greetings!
-Greetings!
-
On the count of three!
-
Are you ready?
-
One... two...
-
...and three!
-
Pilar!
-
Forgive me. I want to be
with you. I don't want to go.
-
I hear you gave up
your big chance.
-
You didn't go to Saragossa.
-
Is it a sin to love madly
what is around me?
-
The convent seems like a jail
to me now.
-
Did I hear right?
-
That priest is courting her.
-
Who told you that?
Lenin or Mateo Morral?
-
-I can lip read.
-You may be dead, Father,...
-
...but listen to me.
-
I'll give it to Mother
so that she can kill a fascist!
-
Long live the
libertarian revolution!
-
Hurrah!
-
On the Last Day, he'll arise
with his fist clenched.
-
Maria...
-
Let's do something
that'll seem insane.
-
What?
-
Let's get married.
-
What?
-
He's feeling her up.
-
Be quiet!
-
-Now, what's your profession?
-I'm a weaver.
-
A weaver.
-
A weaver.
-
A weaver.
-
A weaver.
-
I was a whore.
-
But the revolution
redeemed me.
-
She was a weaver
but now she has a bookshop.
-
-Please, more slowly.
-Books.
-
-Books.
-For reading.
-
Do you fraternize
with the militiamen?
-
We fight, we're like them.
-
I mean, sexually.
-
You...
-
I don't.
-
And you?
-
I'd like to.
-
-And...
-I lost interest ages ago.
-
You wouldn't think it,
but I'm a volcano.
-
Free love is one
of our principles.
-
Women have as much right
as men to enjoy their bodies.
-
Yes, but men think that
free love means a free hand.
-
How are you?
-
Greetings.
-
And you, Maria?
-
-Her? She's a nun.
-No!
-
Yes!
-
You're a nun,...
-
...an anarchist and a weaver?
All three things?
-
I'm not an anarchist.
-
Nor am I a nun.
Not any more.
-
Maybe I'll become a weaver
after the war.
-
Some people say
that anarchism...
-
...is a form of religious affirmation.
-
No god, no master.
-
Bakunin has a biblical,
prophetic style.
-
You're the kind that says
things are always the same.
-
No, Englishman, this time
they're going to change.
-
So what did my father die for?
-
Know why he's here?
-
To tell us we have to
abandon this town!
-
Durruti says
it isn't strategic!
-
We have to go back
across the river!
-
He says we'll have tanks soon,
and caps with braid,...
-
...and we'll be called
the People's Army!
-
I don't want an army!
I want anarchy!
-
Anarchy, for fuck's sake!
-
I don't want
to look like them.
-
Concha, shout with me.
Hurrah for wine!
-
Don't ask the impossible.
Shout: Hurrah for bread!
-
-Come on, I'll race you!
-Stop it, you're drunk!
-
We all have a new world...
-
...within our hearts!
-
Anarchy is the highest
expression of order!
-
We don't want to be
male or female soldiers!
-
Man and woman are equal!
-
They're equal, Englishman.
Equal. Not the same!
-
What am I saying?
Some are the same.
-
Dear Lord!
-
Pilar...
-
Come here, love.
Lay down your head.
-
This is getting messy.
-
Come on, let's go, it's late.
-
Priest!
-
The nun wets her pants
when she sees you.
-
In the name of God,...
-
...or Bakunin,
or whoever you want,...
-
...you'd better sleep
with her tonight.
-
Leave her alone,
you're shocking her.
-
Christ, priest.
-
She's stronger than you.
-
I'm not drunk.
I'm being serious.
-
Come on, try to forget
about our father...
-
...who is in heaven, and live
down here in this world.
-
-Englishman...
-I'm not English.
-
So what? Listen.
-
You know why our flag
is red and black?
-
Red for the struggle...
-
...and black because
the human spirit is dark!
-
Write that down.
Put it in your book.
-
A woman of the people said it.
-
What am I saying?
-
Let's go.
-
Halt!
-
Each to his own.
-
The Englishman and l
are going to bed.
-
That's the way it is.
-
Pilar...
-
Don't leave me.
-
I want to be with you.
-
I'm sorry.
-
And up yours!
-
-What does that mean?
-it means no.
-
Nothing doing.
Not on your life.
-
Was it for you or me?
-
Both of us, I think.
-
Greetings.
-
Is it true that
you're a volcano?
-
I'd like to check it out.
-
You know what?
-
You had a previous life,
as a woman.
-
You were a peasant
or a washerwoman.
-
-Well, I don't remember it.
-I do. Let's go.
-
Comrades, don't your tits
get in the way when you shoot?
-
The gonococcus gang.
-
Let's see.
-
Attention, girls!
-
-How many are there?
-Ten here, but there are more.
-
Take off your pants.
-
Silence!
-
And your panties.
-
Silence!
-
The bottles.
-
Put your name on the label.
-
The label's for your name.
-
Put your name on the label.
-
You heard, right?
-
-Send them in one by one.
-Very well.
-
-Hey! What are you doing?
-Get out!
-
For the labels.
-
Oh1 oh1 what labours
the Lord does send us1
-
standing up and squatting
down again1
-
all day long underneath
the sun...
-
This is all there is, girls.
I'm finished.
-
-Mine is full. What do I do?
-Stop!
-
-I can't!
-Bite your tongue, Marie.
-
I'm wetting myself!
-
Girls, this is very serious.
-
A pathetic example.
-
Four comrades,
who are known to you all,...
-
...armour-plated a truck.
-
A commendable job.
-
But that truck has never
been in action.
-
Two of them travel the front,
showing off their work...
-
...while the other two enjoy
leave in Barcelona or Lerida.
-
They swap around every week
without any authorization.
-
Frankly, I don't want to argue
about what is obvious.
-
Militarization seems
inevitable to me.
-
Listen to me!
Pay attention!
-
I'll go home rather than wear
a lieutenant's stripe,...
-
...or let you wear one.
-
And that truck
did go into action.
-
It was decisive
in the taking of San Roman.
-
The taking of San Roman was
strategically useless.
-
And you know that, Durruti.
-
Yes, I know that.
-
Listen carefully.
-
I don't think any of you
can doubt my convictions.
-
Well, then.
-
I say that if it's necessary
we'll impose an iron discipline.
-
I'm willing to renounce
everything, except victory.
-
Doctor Santamaria's report.
Of ten militiawomen examined,...
-
...5 have gonorrhoea
and 3 are pregnant.
-
We have more casualties
from the clap...
-
...than from enemy bullets.
-
Contact the transport corps...
-
...and get as many trucks
as you need.
-
Gather up the women
century by century.
-
Send them to Sarinena
and on to Barcelona.
-
-I want no women at the front.
-They're not all like that.
-
Send every one of them home.
-
Greetings.
-
There are some things a priest
can do better than a layman.
-
I want you to take care
of this problem for me.
-
Greetings.
-
Are you in charge?
-
I am, there's no one else.
-
-How many?
-How many what?
-
How many women?
-
None.
-
-And those?
-They have more balls than you.
-
Comrade...
-
Great efforts are being made
to coordinate the column.
-
It isn't easy.
-
The women's presence makes it...
-
...even harder.
-
We can't prevent a woman
from giving her life...
-
...in the struggle
against fascism.
-
We are healthy!
-
The Association of Free Women...
-
...have organized a laundry
service in Sietamo.
-
You could be of use there.
-
You needn't go back
to Barcelona.
-
But you must leave the front.
-
You see?
-
The same old story.
-
Can't men run a laundry?
-
I'll count to ten
for you to go.
-
Maybe some of you don't agree
with staying here.
-
If that's so,...
-
...this is your last chance.
-
Nothing doing, priest!
Not on your life!
-
Your soutane's showing.
-
I'll be buried here.
-
No betrayal!
-
Got any cigarettes?
-
I'll see you later.
-
Hi, Faneca.
-
Take a break, I'll stay.
-
Got any cigarettes?
-
Yeah, coming.
-
Look.
-
Lieutenant and upwards.
-
I'm going to try it.
-
Bastards!
Why not learn how to shoot?
-
Well!
-
He's for it.
-
Fuck it!
-
That's not the way.
-
Will you let me try?
-
Let's see.
-
Not too high, not too low,
neither right nor left.
-
Fuck!
-
-Do you think I got him?
-Right through the eye!
-
There's confirmation!
-
It wasn't me.
-
It was the bullet.
I didn't even aim.
-
They gave us a cap
and a bag,...
-
...and made us conductors
on the trams.
-
A stupid job, because
people get on the trams...
-
...but don't pay,
and they're right.
-
Don't the trams belong
to everyone?
-
One day Olga asked me to come
and see a girl from the old days.
-
We were amazed to see that
the pussy game...
-
...is more popular than ever.
-
Anyway, the union guys
gave us a house...
-
...and we've set ourselves up.
-
There is a constant line
of militiamen.
-
It's better than before
for there's no one bossing us.
-
We've become a collective...
-
...and formed a committee
like that militiawoman said.
-
I'm the treasurer
and Julia's the secretary.
-
The militiamen put up a poster
for us which says...
-
..."Respect the woman
you choose.
-
She could be your sister
or mother"
-
I thought mother didn't sound
right and suggested "cousin".
-
That's enough!
-
It's what she says.
-
You know where you can go.
It's your fate.
-
I don't want to.
Any kind of fucking bores me.
-
Why don't we all go there and
spread syphilis among the militiamen?
-
It's the most revolutionary
thing we can do.
-
Maybe, but you look like a tram
conductor, not a streetwalker.
-
That's enough defeatism.
Anyone can leave if she wants...
-
...but no messing.
-
We're not going.
They're throwing us out.
-
Whoever wants to go,
let her say so.
-
-No, fuck it!
-No one wants to go.
-
I don't want to go.
-
-And you, Mariona?
-Me?
-
I'll think about it
when they open the convents.
-
Everything will start up again.
First the barracks, then convents.
-
Fancy some braised chops?
-
You'd kill it?
-
The alarm clock has stopped.
-
We thought someone
had to pay for it.
-
Will you shoot it?
-
We'll just cut its throat.
-
Are you going to kill
that poor lamb in front of us?
-
It's a male,
and a fascist as well.
-
You summon its spirit after.
-
It'll tell you the same.
-
Animals! You're just animals!
-
You're a brute!
-
-Are you going to eat the chops?
-I'm not eating anything!
-
-Close its eyes at least.
-Now we just have to skin it.
-
All he's ever done in his life
is fuck sheep!
-
Help me, comrades.
-
Mariona...
-
Long live Spain!
-
Get out!
-
Get out of here!
-
Have pity on my.
-
Have pity on this poor servant.
-
What will I do Lord?
Tell me.
-
Who are you?
Why are you wearing this?
-
Sergeant, see to this woman.
Find out who she is.
-
Burn that filth.
-
People of San Roman,...
-
...this afternoon...
-
...the glorious forces
of the National Movement...
-
...routed the hordes who
were occupying this town,...
-
...annihilating the majority
of their forces.
-
The Masonic communist big wigs
who enslaved you...
-
...have fled like cowards from
the punishment awaiting them...
-
That's her.
-
...for the savage crimes
they committed.
-
Lieutenant Solanas told me...
-
...that you have some relics
of the Virgin of the Pillar.
-
He also said...
-
...that you admitted
to being a nun.
-
Is that true?
-
Won't you answer?
-
Is the weight on your soul
as heavy as that?
-
I'm sorry, father.
-
I regret this, but God knows...
-
...we don't want you to suffer
more than your sins deserve.
-
One. This population...
-
...is subject to martial law.
-
Two.
-
A curfew will be imposed...
-
...from seven in the evening.
-
Three.
-
All inhabitants are submitted
to military authority...
-
...to which they are obliged
to justify their identity...
-
...and their conduct.
-
Four.
-
No one may leave the town...
-
...without prior authorization.
-
Five.
-
Gatherings of more than three
people will not be permitted...
-
...without the express
permission of this command.
-
Did you tear up your lD?
-
You don't know me,
I've never seen you.
-
I don't know what happened
to my family.
-
We're in the same boat.
-
-Come on.
-To let them kill you.
-
We won't get out
of here alive so, sssh.
-
Once bitten, twice shy.
-
A doctor.
-
-ls there a doctor here?
-I'm a nurse.
-
A militiawoman from San Roman
is bleeding to death.
-
Pilar...
-
Her throat's been cut.
-
Pilar, what did they do to you?
-
Say something.
-
-Won't you talk to me?
-It's no use, she can't talk.
-
Do something.
-
She's dying.
-
Don't die.
-
Don't die.
-
Don't leave me.
-
One day,...
-
...in the time of the Lord,...
-
...this planet will no longer
be called Earth.
-
It will be called Freedom.
-
That day, the exploiters
of the people...
-
...will be cast into
the outer darkness...
-
...where there will be wailing
and gnashing of teeth.
-
And the angels of Heaven,...
-
...on the most high,...
-
...will sing in joy as they
behold the star Freedom,...
-
...more blue and more
radiant than ever...
-
...because peace and justice
will reign there,...
-
...because paradise
will always be there,...
-
...and death will
no longer exist.
