How are you?
We have a few prints to make.
This way.
- Sir. - Professor.
- How are you? - Good, thanks.
This is María Luisa.
- Nice to meet you. - How are you?
- Mrs. Carmen, pleasure to meet you. - Good afternoon.
Welcome, thanks for coming. This way.
Thank you, excuse me.
- Come in. - Excuse me.
- Welcome. - Thank you so much.
Professor.
- Welcome. - It's nice to meet you.
This is María Luisa.
- It's nice to meet you. - Her mother.
Good afternoon.
Nice to meet you. Mrs. Carmen, have a seat.
Thanks.
Well, first, I'd like to thank you Mrs. Carmen,
for being here with us.
I assume your daughter has told you
about our situation and purpose.
Now, what I need to know is whether you support our cause.
Yes, sir. Of course.
I'm happy to help in any way possible.
Also...
if you knew the treatment I've had to put up with there,
you wouldn't ask me that question.
Well, let's not waste any more time.
Mrs. Carmen, we need you to help us
identify the place where the weapons are.
The number of guards.
The schedules.
And we also need to know...
what would be an ideal time for us to go in for the weapons,
take them and leave.
Yes, sir.
- Of course. - Do you have any questions?
No, sir.
"I was born in 1632 in the city of York,
to a good family, although not from the region.
My father was a foreigner from Brema,
who initially settled in Hull.
There, he built up a considerable fortune as a merchant.
And later, he abandoned his business and went to live in York,
where he married my mother,
who was from the Robinson family,
one of the good families from the borough where I got my name.
Robinson Kreutznaer.
Since I was the third son of the family and wasn't educated in any trade,
I spent my life wandering at a very young age.
But nothing excited me more than the sea.
And overtaken by this desire, I refused to obey my father's orders,
or listen to my mother's and friends' pleas.
It seemed like fate had naturally directed me
to experience a life of suffering and misery.
We have secret reserves in the heart
which, moved by an object, present or absent,
appearing in our imagination,
pushes our soul so strongly towards the object
that its absence becomes unbearable.
The fear of danger is ten thousand times worse than the fear itself.
And the weight of anxiety is heavier than the harm which provokes it."
You know what? I was thinking about what you told me,
and I want to leave too.
Where?
I don't know, but I'm going by ship.
Far away.
Maybe to my uncle's in Spain.
I thought you were happy with your studies, Master.
I am, that's why I want to go.
And what will your teacher say?
He'll say that I'm ready.
I've also been planning my trip.
I don't want Master Carlos to give me away like he did with Matea.
What do you mean? Matea's here. Nothing has happened to her.
Nothing? Don't you realize?
She was given to the judge and almost returned dead.
What? Are you sure?
Wait a minute! Where are you going with that?
If they mess with my people, they mess with me.
And that pig Carlos messed with Matea.
Young Simón, don't do anything crazy.
Do you know what he did to Matea?
Carlos is crazy. If I don't do anything, he'll never stop.
If you do something,
he won't stop until he kills us all.
The only thing you'll do is make it worse.
What could be worse?
Everything with your uncle.
Everything could be worse, boy.
If you love Matea and I,
leave things as is.
But cousin Carlos Palacios keeps the house so filthy, it's a cesspool.
CARLOS PALACIOS' HOME
You know what, María Antonia?
I don't think we should ask him to render accounts.
You know him, he won't give us anything.
We also need a lawyer.
Someone who will tell us to challenge everything he's doing to us.
Let me talk to him, Clemente.
I know he has to tell us what he's planning.
Yes, tell us what he's planning.
He has plans to rob us, woman.
Don't you see? It's as if we didn't know him.
You know how his song goes. "I, mother, bow down before the gold,
he is my lover and my beloved." That jerk...
Pablo Clemente, please.
Don't start with the insults, it'll end badly.
Good afternoon.
Matea.
Mistress...
Mistress, I beg you. Don't say anything to the master.
You don't know what he's capable of.
Relax, Matea. I know what Carlos is capable of.
Look who it is!
It's nice to see you.
- Let's go. - Let's go.
Very well, Carlos.
Since we're all together, why don't you tell us about the haciendas?
We haven't heard anything in quite a while.
You focus on your matters, and I'll handle the haciendas.
- As entrusted to me by the King. - Yes, we're just a little curious.
What are the chances of you showing us the registry book my mom left?
- The registry book? - Yes.
That book is kept in the Real Audiencia.
What's wrong with Matea?
That book is mine. It's the logbook that my mom left.
Everything's in there.
That's exactly why
I needed to give it to the judge,
for him to understand the changes we wanted to make here.
There are many expenses and many useless mouths.
We'll need to let go of many slaves.
"We'll need to let go of many slaves."
We'll need to let go of the slaves. What for?
So you can enslave your family, cousin?
Did you think we wouldn't realize that you're blatantly robbing us?
Says who? A man who's out of his mind? A lunatic?
- A good-for-nothing? A crook? - Carlos...
Look. Look how he speaks, how he lives.
You're a monster. You're a monstrosity!
Relax.
Mom always told us that you wanted to rob us of our fortune.
- You'll respect me, boy! - She was right.
No, the boy is right.
And the people of Caracas will be mad when they find out what you want to do.
Yes. Who's going to tell them?
- A freeloading, good-for-nothing jerk? - Enough! Stop, that's enough.
Yes, enough.
Enough, it's OK.
I enjoyed seeing you, but I'll really enjoy seeing you leave.
Please.
You! No, boy! You stay here.
No, he's coming with me.
No!
He stays, because I have custody of this boy.
Sit down.
I love you.
This doesn't end here, Carlos.
Let's go, Pablo.
Juan Vicente, cousin.
I was looking for you!
Gossiping slave.
You're the first who will leave here.
I don't think anyone will buy you,
because they wouldn't even take you for free.
Lock yourself up! I don't want to see your face again!
And you, your son...
I'm going to sell.
I'm going to make sure whoever buys you takes you far away.
Far from here!
Calm down, Master.
No, I won't.
Go organize Simón's things, because that boy is also leaving.
- Now. Now! - Yes, Master.
The nation is our beloved mother
To whom the tyrant has
Enslaved and oppressed
To whom we should...
Professor Rodríguez!
- Professor! - Mr. Palacios, good afternoon.
I'm sorry to show up at your house unexpectedly,
but it's an urgent matter.
An urgent matter?
How can I help you?
I want to ask you directly, since you...
understand and support this boy,
if he can stay at your house.
And you be responsible for him and his academic education
until he goes into the army.
- Do you agree? - Who cares, sir?
Very good...
Mr. Palacios, I'm honored by your request.
Bolívar is a very interesting and intelligent boy.
I just want to ask you,
are you sure that you want him to be educated in my house?
I'm certain this is the most appropriate place
and that you're the most ideal person
to work on his education.
Now, I understand perfectly
how difficult it is to deal with this lowlife.
That's why I'm willing to pay you.
To pay you a lot to take responsibility.
Welcome.
Thanks.
This isn't a room in a big mansion,
but I think it's...
I think it's adequate, it's good, it's clean...
I think you'll be fine here, Mr. Bolívar.
You can leave your things, your clothing here.
You can leave your books here.
The truth is, I only have the one that you gave me.
- Robinson Crusoe. - Ah.
- But I already read it. - You already read it?
Very good, Bolívar, very good.
It's one of the most interesting books you'll read in your life.
Professor...
why did you agree to take care of me?
Because your uncle pays well.
Because I have the space.
And...
because it's obvious that you don't get along with him.
Nobody gets along with him.
Welcome.
What are the rules?
Is there something I should do?
There is one unbreakable rule.
Rules are prohibited.
Mr. Bolívar, I misspoke, I'm sorry.
There's one important rule.
In this house, we read every night before going to bed.
Voltaire.
Montesquieu.
And this...
Émile by Rousseau.
Start with this one.
Read the others in whatever order.
Hm?
Since I know perfectly well that you'll run off to eavesdrop on us,
I invite you to come with me.
Then read later.
Men, it's evident that this is inspired by the French Revolution.
But I also want you to know that this is inspired
by the slave movement led by the young Chirino.
Movement...
that failed.
Due to? A traitor.
That's why I'm stressing to everyone, we need to be very careful
about who we invite to these meetings.
Only people who we completely trust.
This is Mr. Bolívar.
I completely agree with you.
And that's why we need to start with ourselves, in fact...
we need to start with the recent arrivals.
Yes, of course.
Of course.
Look, we've already talked about that. Young Bolívar is precisely that,
a boy.
A boy who is now under my custody.
And we won't involve him. We've already talked about that.
Moreover, you know very well. There's nothing to worry about with him.
- Right? - Perfect, Professor.
Mr. Bolívar, on the other hand,
understands perfectly well
that this is a private meeting of friends,
that meet to talk about things which only concern us.
- Isn't that right? - Yes.
Men, we can't wait any longer.
We need to release a manifesto.
A manifesto of the free inhabitants of Spanish America,
where we establish our goals.
The first of which:
we'll achieve the political emancipation from Spain.
- That's right. - That's right.
- That's how it should be. Cheers. - Cheers.
Professor...
Excuse me, but I strongly feel
that we won't have a completely free and independent republic
if we don't work towards abolishing slavery.
That's fundamental.
Hey.
You don't need to leave now.
Why not? I've already decided.
Because slavery will end soon.
Really? Who said that?
I can't tell you, but it'll happen.
I'm certain.
Oh, I don't believe anything.
Things are changing.
I never thought I'd leave Uncle Carlos' house, and look.
They're changing, but for the worse.
If you, Master, aren't in the house,
the abuse of Master Carlos will be much worse, believe me.
And when there aren't any slaves?
There aren't any slaves where I'm going.
There was a slave revolt recently.
Everyone died.
What you're doing is very dangerous.
You're risking your life.
Yes, I know, it won't happen again.
Now there's a maroon settlement near Caracas, Cumbio Coita.
After we came to the hacienda, many who worked in cacao went there.
OK, then I'll go with you.
- No. - Both of us will go,
and if I like it, I'll stay in the maroon settlement with you.
No, white people don't go. They don't even know how to get there.
Are you going to leave me alone?
And Hipólita and Matea.
All I want is to be free.
I didn't mean to speak to you like that.
But I'm your master. You're my slave, and you need to do what I say.
Obey my orders.
My order is for you to stay here in the house
with me, Hipólita, Matea...
Hey, Dionisio.
Very well, men. This way, please.
Let's go, everyone.
As you can see, there aren't any chairs.
You must be wondering what happened to the chairs.
I have good news.
The chairs are doing very well,
but starting today, they'll be in another room.
What will we sit on?
Very good.
Starting today,
you'll learn the importance of using your hands
to make things.
What does that have to do with the chairs?
My friend, Mr. Dagoberto here, a woodworker his whole life,
will show you how.
You'll be responsible for the chairs,
where you'll sit your treasured bottoms,
not breaking.
Excuse me, Professor, but...
manual labor isn't for us.
My mother always told us that those trades are for slaves or mestizos.
And I don't see any around here.
Let's see, men.
If your families entrusted your education to me and my methods,
it's because they believe in what we're doing, relax.
I always liked seeing how things were made,
but my mom never let me close enough.
Let's see, men.
If you don't know how to use your hands,
how will you use your minds?
If you don't understand the simple process by which
something like this is converted into something like this,
how will you learn complex systems such as life?
So, don't be lazy, roll up your sleeves
and stand here before Mr. Dagoberto,
who has a lot to teach you.
Be careful with that tool, Bolívar.
You should note that to build something,
you always need a drawing.
It's a model with measurements.
Did you see, Simón?
All of the rich boys of Caracas using their hands. They didn't break anything.
Yes, I hope mine turns out good.
Professor, when will it happen?
The liberation of the slaves.
Tell me, please, Professor. I need to know.
It'll happen.
I don't know exactly when, but it'll happen,
like everything we wrote in the manifesto.
Why?
Dionisio, my slave, wants to leave.
Where to?
To a maroon settlement, far from his mom, from me.
I don't know, he's desperate and already decided.
I tried to convince him,
but he didn't listen. I couldn't do anything.
Well, Simón, you're right. You can't do anything.
You can't do anything, because when a person wants to go,
when a person is anxious for freedom,
there's nothing in the world that can stop him.
It'll happen to you, too.
You'll remember my words.
Are we clear about this, Simón?
Dionisio is a person.
He's a boy...
who plays...
like you.
Right?
Mother,
promise me that you'll take care of yourself first
and try to do the best you can, please.
Relax, dear, I know.
I've been memorizing everything for several weeks.
- Today I'll verify schedules... - Yes.
...to have everything well-organized for the meeting.
Mother...
all of our faith is placed in you.
I want you to know, I'll be proud of you no matter what, OK?
But you need to do the best you can,
because otherwise, if something goes wrong...
we'll end up being executed.
María Luisa, no. Don't say that, dear.
That won't happen.
Take care. OK, my love?
- God bless you. - Let's go. I love you, Mother.
I love you too, María Luisa.
Good afternoon.
Advance to the front!
Advance to the back!
In line!
Advance to the front!
Advance to the back!
On guard!
Advance to the back!
Advance to the front!
Advance...
Martínez.
LODGING
Very good, you now have all of your weapons.
You can go on to training.
I'll wait for you here at 12:00 sharp to return, understood?
- Yes, my Captain! - Very good.
Good afternoon, thanks.
The armory is here.
Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday,
they remove the weapons to train the militiamen.
Then, at noon, they store them again.
It's watched 24 hours a day by two guards.
Excuse me.
I felt like they were following me, I had to go around the block several times.
Look, according to what Mrs. Carmen is saying,
it's impossible for us to access the weapons
if we don't have anyone inside.
It's a military garrison.
I don't think anyone there wants to support our cause.
No, that's understood. It's guarded on all sides.
Wait a minute, men.
It might be guarded on all sides, but...
it's possible the armory is far from the exit.
But we need to be able to do something.
We might not have anyone inside,
but there's someone next door.
My barber, Captain Sánchez.
Creole?
- Mestizo. - Ah, yes, I know him.
He goes almost every day to shave the militiamen.
If he works with the militiamen, he's loyal to the King.
I haven't noticed his loyalty to the King.
I've heard him complain because they make him work a lot.
Sorry, where is the barbershop located? This?
Here. To the side here.
Then we need to convince him.
Because we'd only need to create an opening from the barbershop
to access the weapons.
That's right.
I don't know, men. I'm not too sure.
This man is mestizo.
You never know if you can trust mestizos.
Are you sure?
He's been my barber for many years.
I completely trust him, and I know he thinks like us.
Perfect, Joaquín. Then visit him.
I'll make an appointment as soon as I can
and we'll see which side our barber is on.
Enough said.
Is the manifesto ready?
- Yes, Professor. - Good.
We need to print as many copies as necessary.
We need all of the residents of Caracas to access this document.
I agree with you, Professor.
Dad. Professor, I finished.
Adela made ribbons
so we can easily identify those supporting the cause on the day.
Good.
How many do you have?
"Now, I've begun to understand the aforementioned words:
'Invoke me. I'll free you,'
with a different meaning than I had previously assigned.
Well, I didn't have a notion of anything that deserved the name of freedom
if it wasn't being freed from the captivity where I was.
Since if, in effect, I had freedom in that place,
the island was really a prison to me. The worst in the world.
But now I learned to look at it differently.
Now I looked to my past life..."
"I looked to my past life with such horror
and my sins appeared so terrible,
that my soul didn't expect from God more than the liberation of the weight of guilt
that prevented all consolation."
- Give me a number. - Five.
Baquero, continue.
I saw Professor Rodríguez leave everything to let love loose.
Without concern, without fear.
He said: "The person in love, loses."
I still didn't know if he was right.
What I did know was that he at least wasn't willing to lose it.
You're not as shy.
Is it that bad?
Because if it is, I'll go back to being shy.
- I'm leaving... - But I'm in class.
- But don't stop doing it ever. - What? Never.
At any time.
All of the time.
Of course the taxes bother me. Who likes them?
We're practically working for His Majesty.
This needs to change.
What do you mean?
The taxes.
They're very high.
Very high.
I suppose the captain is an educated person
and has heard about the revolution that took place in France.
Yes, I heard something about it.
The people there realized they have rights
and are owners of their own destiny.
With the writings of Jean-Paul Marat
and Jean-Jacques Rousseau.
Yes, I heard.
Many people went to the guillotine.
Carnage, they say.
Many heads rolled.
There are even paintings depicting it.
A lot of blood was shed, a lot.
Hmm... one day.
One day what?
One day, we'll realize that we're autonomous.
And that we can, so to speak,
mount our emancipation from Spain.
Are you trying to tell me something, Joaquín?
Be direct.
Maybe we can reach an understanding.
Since you mention it, I have something important to tell you
that I want you to keep a secret.
Do you want me to close the door?
I'd feel more comfortable.
Oh, God.
Men, Joaquín will come in at any moment
and give us the barber's answer.
I don't think it was a good idea.
That man works with the soldiers.
What's the other option?
Go in shooting and remove the weapons on a cart?
No. Let's see, men.
First, we need to know what the barber's answer was.
If he's not on our side, we need to find a solution.
Because there are many people in this city who have their hopes in our cause.
Men...
the man is ours.
The captain not only showed sympathy for our cause,
but will also allow us to enter the garrison from his shop.
BARBERSHOP
He told us he'd help us with anything we need.
It's just a matter of the details, and soon the weapons will be ours.
Wait, Joaquín.
Did he ask who else was behind all of this?
Yes, and, of course, I told him I couldn't say,
because your safety was at stake.
That information was kept to ourselves.
Yes!
Everything will go well.
I hope so.
Sir, I have to inform you of something very serious.
What's going on? Tell me at once.
Sir... but you must believe me, I'm not involved in this.
I simply heard it and came to tell you.
I believe you, tell me.
Sir, a conspiracy is taking place.
It's a group of people who are...
Names. I want to know who is behind all of this.
I don't know, sir.
Joaquín, the tailor, informed me directly, I don't know if...
Piece of shit! I should execute him for what he did.
- Sir, what should I do now? - Nothing, don't do anything.
Get your things together and go.
They confirmed everything to me.
We need to leave the city today.
- Who else is going? - Another three people.
How many in your group?
- Matea and I. - Did you convince her?
Not yet, but I think I can.
You already know, if you're coming, it's definite.
There's no going back. It's a one-way trip.
That's what I want.
I'll see you at 2:00.
Fine.
I'm sorry, Master, but I don't understand.
CARLOS PALACIOS' HOME
I don't want Dionisio going out.
I want him to stay in the house.
From now on, he can't go to the market.
It'll be hard because you know he does what he wants.
I'm not asking you as a favor, Hipólita.
I'm giving you an order.
Dionisio is mine and I want him to stay here.
Of course, Master.
What happened?
Nothing.
I'm just preventing something from happening.
We have a problem.
How will we open the hole without the soldiers realizing?
On Thursday, garrison construction will start.
If we do it then, they may think the noise is coming from that.
Fine, enough said.
We'll do it on Thursday.
Each of us knows what we need to do.
And the weapons?
Where will you store them?
They know what to do.
The less we know, the better for everyone.
María Antonia, is it necessary to consult a lawyer?
Yes, we can't allow Carlos to act on his intentions
of leaving us in the street.
He's a fool.
We should leave that filthy, disgusting pig in the street.
For thievery,
- Pablo. - for being an idiot, a crook.
Please.
María Antonia, Juan Pablo Clemente, Juan Vicente.
- How are you? - Very good.
- Good, come in. - Good, come in.
Based on what you've told me, I think there's only one option.
Option, option. Only one option, there's only...
Mr. Pablo, you seem anxious. Do you want to take a walk?
Take a walk? Take a walk.
No, I'm anxious because I want to know
what we're going to do with that filthy pig face.
Look, what Carlos Palacios and the judge are doing
is directly against His Majesty's desires.
If, during such a fragile time for the King in Spain,
they find out that their representative here in Caracas
is secretly authorizing the sale of Creole properties,
I don't think he'll remain in that position much longer.
Well, that would be very fair.
Yes, but I still don't get what we can do.
"What we can do?"
What can we do, my love, María Antonia Nymph of the Aragua Valley?
Counselor...
you're a very smart man.
What we need to do...
is make the judge regret speaking
with our cousin Carlos Palacios, the pig face.
Thanks for your services.
- We'll quickly get a hearing with a judge. - Pablo.
Wait a minute.
It's best if I go with you.
Yes, of course, thanks.
Let's go.
This way, Counselor. Many thanks.
Carlos Palacios, besides smelling like a pig, is a miser...
Look, I have nothing to say about Pablo Clemente and Palacios.
And much less about their lawyer, their family.
I don't get why they came without an appointment.
Their lawyer says it's a very important matter.
That's what everyone says!
Tell them to leave. I don't want to see or hear anyone.
- Yes, Your Honor. - Well, eh...
call on Carlos Palacios
and tell him I have an answer to his proposal.
Of course, Your Excellency.
The money he's administering belongs to the family.
Your Excellency, the judge can't see you.
- If you want to request a hearing... - A hearing?
A hearing?
What are my ears hearing? A hearing?
Look, sir, with all due respect, if you can't see us right now,
I, Pablo Clemente Palacios, swear I'll cross the Atlantic with my bare hands
and talk to King Carlos IV, ruler of Spain.
Why? So he'll know about the obscenity Your Excellency, the judge, is planning
with my cousin Carlos Palacios, the pig face...
Allow me to speak.
Carlos Palacios is insinuating that His Excellency, the judge,
accepted a bribe in exchange for authorizing
the sale and transfer of the Bolívar family properties.
What kind of false accusations are these against His Excellency?
It's an unforgivable act.
Let's be clear that my clients and I
in no way think, or are even insinuating,
that the judge has accepted such a proposal.
- Yes, such a proposal. - That's true.
We agree.
That's why we're here, to take note on the matter
and to prevent them from slandering in such an awful manner.
Enough, Counselor. Have them go in.
Except the woman, I don't think she has anything to say.
And you stay with her outside, please.
We'll wait here.
Ma'am, can you tell me what this is all about?
Didn't you hear? I have nothing to say.
Are you saying that Carlos Palacios personally said that?
That I gave him... authorization in exchange for a commission?
- Yes. - We think it's abusive,
daring.
Who would think that Your Excellency
would do something against His Majesty the King?
Who?
- Who? - That's why we came immediately.
So that you take note and avoid
your name and His Majesty's being subject to questions.
Has anyone else heard these accusations?
Nobody, Your Excellency.
Your Excellency, look, what we want is,
Counselor,
is for you to guarantee nothing like that will happen
and that they're simply...
rumors of my cousin Carlos Palacios, the pig face.
Are you doubting me, sir?
I've never done anything against His Majesty, the King.
And believe me, your cousin will pay a high price
for even insinuating it.
He'll pay a high price? My cousin doesn't even pay the Church penance.
That's all, Your Excellency. Thank you for your attention.
And we hope this information was useful for you.
We're leaving now. Excuse me.
Good afternoon, Mr. Palacios.
Your Excellency, the judge, awaits you in his chambers.
Then he should have an answer for me.
Certainly.
Well, I'll be there shortly.
I'm here, Judge,
and I suppose you have an affirmative answer to my question.
I'm getting ahead of myself by telling you that they want to purchase
a group of slaves I have.
- They're at the Hacienda de La... - Curse the day
I allow an imbecile of your stature to lead the conversation.
Sir, uh...
You left here,
petty Creole,
to open your big mouth and brag about what you had proposed to me.
You'll regret having said that you did business with me
and implying that I had accepted the garbage that you came to offer me!
Look at me, miser! Look at me closely,
because this will be the last time
you see a representative of His Majesty, the King.
I don't understand, sir.
Of course you do, imbecile!
You went home to brag about doing business with me.
To spoil the salt, come on.
I'm going to say one thing
so you don't forget it for the rest of your filthy life.
Salt,
before rotting, destroys everything.
Like how I'm going to destroy you, miserable worm.
Get out of here!
Go!
You've made a mistake, sir.
And I warn you that your days on this earth
will end before you expect!
- Worse than you expect! - Go! Get out!
And take a bath, filthy pig!
Is everything OK, Your Excellency?
Follow him.
I wouldn't be surprised if that treacherous rat was also conspiring.
As you order, Your Excellency.
I want to ask you to authorize me to dispose of those properties.
To sell them, if necessary.
Sir, it's not convenient to keep so many slaves together on one hacienda.
Some think they are entitled to freedom.
I assure you that they'll end up robbing or murdering us.
I'll see you in two hours where we agreed.
Whoever is there, goes.
Whoever isn't, stays here.
And Dionisio? He said he was coming.
He knows today is the day and he knows the time.
We can't wait for anyone.
I'll be back for one of these.
At your service. They're from the countryside.
- Ma'am, how are you? - Good, thanks.
- That hen looks good. - At your service.
- What do you feed them with? - Which one do you like? Corn.
- Food. - How much are you asking?
Five cents.
Can you save the colored one for me?
- Yes, I'll save it for you. - I'll be right back.
- Yes, sir. - Are you here by yourself?
Was that man your dad?
Agustín!
Oh, I'm sorry.
- I know you, sir. - No, I'm sorry. I don't know you.
Haven't we met before?
- Adela. - Sir.
Tell your dad not to pass out any more fliers.
There are many people we don't know.
Yes, sir.
SIMÓN RODRÍGUEZ'S HOME
Good afternoon, Professor Rodríguez.
Mrs. Baquero, how are you?
I'd love to say that I'm doing well.
But, actually, I came to ask you a question.
Aren't you ashamed?
I mean, of betraying the trust that all the parents have placed in you?
The trust?
What do you mean?
We bring our children to the school where you work,
hoping they receive an education worthy of their family.
And you decide to teach trades that are inherent to...
slaves and mestizos.
Ma'am, if your son has a problem with the education,
it's not because of this.
On the other hand, let me say that your son will continue to receive...
No.
He won't continue learning anything with you.
He'll withdraw from school today, and begin learning from private teachers
who understand the privilege of educating people like us.
Also,
I'll make sure all the parents know what's going on in that classroom.
I'd love to know what the young Baquero's opinion is.
The young Baquero has the same opinion as me.
Ah.
- Is that clear? - Yes.
Have a good afternoon.
- Same to you. - Let's go.
I hope you're well.
Take care, ma'am.
Thanks for stopping by. Bye, young man.
Take care.
Goodbye.
Watch your step.
I'm sorry.
What I predicted is happening, and they didn't want to believe me.
What?
We aren't prepared.
We aren't prepared, we don't want change,
we don't want anything that sounds a little different.
We aren't ready for anything.
Does that have anything to do with our project?
It has to do with everything.
They aren't even prepared to accept a teacher who thinks differently,
who wants a little change.
Nothing. We aren't prepared.
While I attempted for the first time in my life
to build something with my own hands...
CARLOS PALACIOS' HOME
...I thought of the slaves.
Their hands injured from cutting sugarcane,
their backs twisted from carrying bundles,
and of what they were experiencing.
The threat by Carlos to sell them.
How could he sell someone from the family?
I had grown up with slaves my whole life.
I was the man with the most slaves in Caracas,
but it was impossible for me to think they weren't equal,
that their lives were worthless.
For me,
my life without Matea, without Hipólita or Dionisio...
was worthless.
Subtitle translation by: Emily Tell