Tell Me Who I Am (Dime quién soy)

Madrid, October 1998

This Javier Carranza.

At this time I'll be unable to assist you.

Leave a message after the tone.

Senor Carranza, my name is Albert James.

This morning I've left a manuscript in your office.

Now I believe that you should read it. I'm sure that it would be of interest to you.

Amelia Garayoa

Amelia! - Do you see me getting married?

The Revolution will allow us to break the chains of fear.

He represents what I've always dreamed of.

This is madness! - We need people like you.

Isn't this a mess, Amelia? - What am I going to do?

These stalls, these amphi-theaters, boxes...that's where people get left out.

It's going to be a problem.

This is how we will pass it on to the radio,

we've asked them to put up speakers on the balcony.

That's not the same.

Sorry.

Amelia!

Amelia. - Come, run, come.

Sorry. They're running out of rooms.

Look. look.

Excuse me, Miss, but no...

Santiago!? - José!

I knew you weren't going to fail. - Yes.

Is she your fiancée?

She hasn't accepted yet.

José Rosales.

Amelia Garayoa. Enchanted.

Garayoa? - Yes.

She is the daughter of Juan Garayoa, yes.

Great Republican.

Yes.

Do you have a room? - No.

Wait here and I'll take you upstairs with those from the Radio.

Yes. Thanks.

It's about time that

Republican Spain realizes every day

The Pardiñas Coliseum, Madrid, February 11, 1934

not have to do anything with history,

absolutely nothing,

nothing more than to get away from it,

and that it is time to bury the dead.

Before the Constitution there was the Republic.

And as we are been evicted

from position to position,

we will go back to the Republic,

and from the Republic we will go to the popular impulse

that will bring back, the glory to Spain!

Bravo!

Tell me who I am

When? - Now, just a little while ago.

What did he say this time?

Well...what would I say to tomorrow or...

or to the past? - Amelia!?

Yes, well, I don't know...

Let's be serious.

Uh? I mean, do you see me getting married?

To Santiago, exactly.

I don't know, getting married feels like...

Like what?

It's like locking myself in a cage.

A golden cage.

Yes, but with bars all the time.

Well...

Hey, what's with father? - Hm?

I don't know what's up.

I don't know. He's on, I don't know how many hours on the phone.

Father?

Are you okay?

They have closed our factory in Berlin.

As in?

Sealed.

Can't your partner do anything?

Feritza is Jewish. They are taking everything from them, daughter.

That factory is our main source of income.

And the one in Madrid?

The one in Madrid, with those old machines...

The banks are no longer giving me any more credit.

But don't worry.

And above all, do not tell any of this to your mother.

No, no, of course.

But I just don't know, father...can't we do anything?

We can buy new machines from Belgium,

but we need an endorsement.

I have spoken with Santiago's father. - And?

He agrees.

Then?

Yes, but Santiago does not see clearly.

How can't he not see clearly?

It's business stuff, daughter.

Well, I'll talk to him tomorrow.

No, Amelia. Do not mention it.

How can I not get involved if...we were getting married?

Have you finally decided?

You're getting married!

You will see how you are going to be very happy.

Fascists!

What are we going to do?

Please try to move a little!

Don't worry, the police will come.

Fascists, fucking bourgeois!

Out of the car!

Out! Out! - The police are here, daughter!

Come on, daughter.

Do you see what's happening?

All good?

Yes. All good.

Amelia, do you take Santiago as your husband

and promise to be faithful in wealth and poverty,

in health and sickness, every day of your life?

Yes, I do.

Yes, I do.

I declare you man and wife.

Wait!

Edurne, come!

What if they see me? I'll have to go.

Yes, really.

In Spanish you are now, "Señorita".

Madrid, Three months after the wedding

They don't talk like that.

Santiago he was dying of laughter.

I really want to go to Paris.

Well, you know, get married.

Yes, sure, like I had time out of opposition and everything.

It that true? How are you doing?

Terrible. How do you think it's going?

Yes? - All day locked at home.

Well...

Oh!

You okay? - Yes.

Let's go! - Run!

Watch out!

What's going on?

Hurry!

Let's go.

Stop! Right there!

Leave him! Leave him, you bastard! - Run!

Oh!

Go, go! Run, run!

Come on!

Let's go. - No, wait, wait.

You can go out.

Put this on. - Okay.

If anyone asks, say she came over here to help.

When everything is quiet and the police are gone, she leaves.

What police?

Amelia, Santiago is asking for you. - Yes, yes, come on.

Here.

Well you wear this and this over your head.

I won't wear that.

Got it right, yes? - Yes.

You stand over here and you put yourself here.

And now listen to the music. What's in, huh?

Look. Look!

Go ahead!

And now this one!

Like this.

And now again!

And...

and now, this is so much fun!

Wait.

And you get mom out. And I'll get dad.

Okay? Come on.

So you are her maid?

Her husband didn't want to, but Amelia insisted and I was delighted.

That they exploit you?

They don't exploit me.

Sweety,

the bourgeois exploit us all.

Not me.

No?

Look what she brought me from Paris.

Yes. Yes! With father!

Oh!

Get dancing, come on.

You should come to the House of the People.

To do what?

To join the Revolution.

No.

No, the Revolution to me...

The Revolution is for us to be all the same. You don't want that?

How am I going to be the same as the Garayoa's? Have you seen them?

Come one day.

They taught me there to read and write.

They can teach you.

I already know, because Amelia taught me.

Edurne. - Yes?

A cup is broken.

Yes, I'll come, right away.

"Yes, I'll come, right away".

Hey, get down from there. And don't touch anything, okay?

I just had to wait a while.

Wait for?

For the police to leave.

What went wrong with the police?

I don't know. I was at a demonstration and...

And did you hide them at your parent's house?

I wasn't going to leave her down there alone