Like Water for Chocolate (Como agua para chocolate)

- What are you cooking? - French toasts.

Do you want some?

What's happening?

I'm dead.

Dreams like these

fill several pages of my great-great-aunt Tita's diary.

Not even in dreams was she allowed to escape her sad reality.

Robertito's death,

the profound hate that drove her mother to lock her up in that place

and the recent news of Pedro's execution

finally took her voice away.

They say Tita cried so much,

she ran out of tears.

So she kept crying,

until she dried up inside.

During those days, coincidence or not,

Piedras Negras went through its entire history's worst drought.

But Tita didn't know that a few miles away from her prison,

a miracle had taken place.

Some say the bullet went through the lungs,

missing the heart.

Others claim the soldier's rifle got jammed,

and only bullet fragments reached his chest.

Personally, I still think destiny interceded

so that Pedro Múzquiz wouldn't die far away from Tita.

LIKE WATER FOR CHOCOLATE

LAS PALOMAS RANCH

- Did you get the address right? - Yes.

Hurry up, then!

I'll be right back.

Don't dare to stop.

If Miss Elena finds out, she'll kill us!

- It's Tita De la Garza. - What happened?

She needs help.

Give me a second.

Doctor,

how can we help you?

Good morning, Mother.

I'm here to see Tita De la Garza.

- Tita? - Yes.

I'm friends with her family, you know. Elena asked me to pay her a visit.

She's a very busy woman.

She wants to make sure Tita is alright.

Could you take me to her?

That kid hasn't been eating,

so it wouldn't do any harm if a doctor sees her.

Tita.

- Jesus! - We don't know what else to do.

She doesn't even open her mouth.

And Elena hasn't even sent us a dime,

so frankly, we don't know what to do.

She's completely dehydrated.

What are you doing? You need her mother's consent, Doctor.

You really think this woman can wait?

You don't have the right to take her anywhere.

If Tita dies, you will be responsible!

Do you want to carry that burden?

I will tell Miss Elena about this!

He's there.

In the back.

Pedro...

Grace!

Grace!

Bring me the serum, please.

Daddy,

who's her?

Her name is Tita.

- Is she going to be alright? - Yes.

Thank you.

- Anything else? - No, thank you.

REBEL CAMP SANTA ELENA'S CANYON

Pedro?

Gertrudis?

Good morning.

Where am I?

You're with us, Pedro.

- You've been here for days now. - Days?

We thought you'd never wake up.

You're very lucky, Pedro. You're alive.

You've had that ribbon with you all this time.

Tita. I have to...

I have to find Tita.

Gertrudis.

Take me to her. Please.

We can't go to Las Palomas, Pedro.

Not anymore.

Your uncle is now a General, or something.

Now he owns your father's ranch.

There are soldiers everywhere, so we had to leave the camp.

What about my dad?

Does he know?

I don't know.

Try to eat something.

You'll never recover if you don't eat.

I know you hear me.

It's alright.

You're safe with me and Grace.

Thank you.

I'll never let them hurt you again.

I swear.

How do you feel?

Better.

What's the matter?

I'm an idiot.

I almost got killed,

and for what?

I couldn't even protect my dad's ranch.

I failed you.

- You did what you could. - No.

I've made one mistake after another.

I've been selfish.

Look at all the harm I've caused.

I'll never see my son again.

Please.

Help me get Tita back.

Just look at you.

You've got more lives than a cat, man.

Yeah.

Now what?

In these days of chaos and confusion

we pray

for all of those who keep struggling

to bring peace back to Piedras Negras.

We also pray

for the owners of those ranches

that have been attacked by rebels,

crooks that take advantage of our country's shameful situation

to plunder and to spread panic.

These are dark times.

But we still trust our Holy God.

We also trust our army,

led by General Felipe Múzquiz.

May His light shine everywhere,

in order to bring peace back to our beloved community.

Stand up.

When will everything get back to normal?

Without Madero in office,

we imagined that Villa's rebel groups would retreat.

There are only a few of them left hiding in the mountains, right?

In the mountains and here.

They're attacking ranches and stealing cattle.

It'll be a matter of days until we get those criminals.

General Múzquiz, may I have a word?

I made it very clear

that we have nothing to talk about.

Should I rather raise my voice?

I don't think that would get you more attention.

Your family has made quite a scene in Piedras Negras.

What do you want?

I need a special permit for my daughter Rosaura.

I need her at the ranch.

A gun dealer's widow?

She didn't do anything.

If your daughter comes back, I'll have no option but to arrest her.

Let me remind you I turn your nephew in myself.

And I let your other daughter live in exchange,

the rebel one.

We're even.

- Excuse me. - Wait.

I'll give you part of my land.

I'll offer you a great deal.

I wouldn't even accept that as a gift.

It would take a lot of money to grow something there.

That land

is dryer than you.

You're an animal.

Don't forget you're a woman

and you're alone.

If I wanted to,

I could take all of your land from you.

Do you understand?

Felipe.

Yes, darling?

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death.

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of our death.

That's not yours, Nicolás.

I'm just taking a peek.

Why is Nicolás still here?

We agreed to let him go.

We need men.

He's not trustworthy.

If he were a traitor, he'd have already turned us in.

What about Múzquiz's ambush? Do you think that was a coincidence?

- We already discussed this, Gertrudis. - But we got nowhere.

I know you don't want to talk, but staying silent won't erase it.

- We can't let Pedro go to Las Palomas. - Why not?

He will endanger us all, they might follow him.

How much longer will we keep hiding?

I don't know. Until we get the order.

We must act. Our people are waiting and we're almost out of supplies.

Let me know when you're done feeling pity.

We will distribute what's left of the beans and the corn.

And we'll cure the meat.

At least until the chickens start laying regularly.