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Good morning. I'm Sira Quiroga.
I came to see Ms. Fox.
One, two, three... are you ready?
One, two, three, go!
Oh, oh, no, no. One, two, three, go!
No, no, no. One, two, three...
Are you ready? One, two, three...
You won again!
Clever boy!
Go. Another one? Okay.
- Go. - Hello, darling.
Sira, it's good to see you.
This is my son, Johnny.
Johnny, this is Sira.
Hello.
Johnny, go out and play with Laia's boy.
Be a good boy. Okay?
To the patio?
How are you?
Should I tell you what I say or should I tell the truth?
I'd prefer to hear the truth.
I'm way worse than I'd like to admit.
But sit here with me, it's not contagious.
Juan Luis told me it was intestinal.
A nervous thing, with the reception and all...
That's right.
But that's not the worst part.
Luis doesn't know everything.
This made me sick.
Peter is on his way to Morocco.
Who is Peter?
Who? Sira, he's my husband.
Weren't you separated? He lived in Calcutta, right?
We were separated by distance only, nothing more.
I see. Is he coming to stay?
I'm afraid so.
He is my husband...
- Did you go to a doctor? - I know my diagnosis.
Can we go out? It will be good for me.
Do you know what bovine tuberculosis is?
I caught it months after giving birth.
It was an infected cow...
- Is there a cure? - It's a chronic disease.
Every day I thank God...
I'm alive one more day.
I'm sure something can be done.
Good weather and a calm life.
That helps.
A good mood helps avoid sickness.
That's why I left India.
My husband couldn't agree more.
- He didn't accompany you? - Peter?
He was glad to get me out of his sight.
He put his son and me on a ship, and forgot us.
Then why is he back?
I guess India is no longer the paradise of an Englishman.
Perhaps Peter is thinking of living with you.
- By your side. - Calm down. No.
I'm just the first scale.
He wants to see his son and take some vacation.
Does he know about you and Juan Luis?
I haven't told him. But Peter isn't a fool.
Isn't that a problem?
You never know with Peter.
That's why I want to enjoy the month I'll be still alone.
As if it was the last month of my life.
- Don't say that. - Calm down.
I'm not planning on dying, not for many years.
For now I want to enjoy the people I appreciate.
To enjoy this wonderful country.
Will you help me?
Darling! Good day.
Good morning.
- Rosalinda Fox. - Of course.
- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.
You don't mind I invited Marcus, right?
No, no. Of course not.
- I'm glad to see you. - I'm glad to see you too.
I thought we could go have a picnic on the beach.
- Is that good? - Fantastic.
- All aboard? - Aye, aye, Captain.
Right, now we go.
I have news.
Your mother has left Spain behind.
Really?
She'll arrive in Morocco soon.
- When? - I don't know the exact day.
I give you my word, soon you'll have her by your side.
Thank you.
Darling!
Bring us those beverages! Or should we drink the water?
Imagine the situation...
The entire class was drawing that exuberant, naked girl...
then my mom enters the room and makes a scene...
because I was supposed to walk her to church.
You should've seen her face when she saw the model!
I couldn't say if it was stupor or joy!
A naked woman sharing the room with her son!
Did she get mad?
Get mad? No.
I invited her dinner that same night.
- Yes, darling. - Your mom is the best.
The worst of all is that the poor old lady... came here.
To you, to more days like this.
To more afternoons like this!
Well... I see you're a little bit down.
Let's solve that.
Darling, please.
Oh, no!
- I came here to see you. - That's great.
For you.
Feel my sweet revenge...
- I can't believe it. - Great!
This isn't my day!
Thank you.
- You don't learn, do you? - I don't.
- Continue telling us... - You advance...
- Why do you lose so much? - I don't know.
- What is it? - It's Peter.
He'll arrive in a couple of days.
Frau Braun, I'm so glad to see you.
Take a seat, please.
- This is my friend, Frau Muller. - Nice to meet you.
Frau Braun told me you're the best dressmaker in town.
Thanks a lot, it would be a pleasure to assist you.
How can I help you ladies?
My daughter is getting married in Tangier.
We need dresses for the event.
Good for her. Have you a special request in mind?
This cloth would be wonderful.
It's a very good one. The best silk in my power.
But it's hard to get. I don't have enough.
I think only one dress can be made.
Let's toss a coin.
You saw it first, perhaps you should keep it.
If you insist. Thank you so much.
So, it's a pity...
That's Gunther's favorite color.
Gunther is my husband. He works with Braun's husband at the embassy.
He is his boss.
It's a good thing for them that we're good friends.
Now that you mention it, perhaps you should keep the cloth.
It was already decided.
I really want you to have it.
Thank you, darling. You're a good friend.
- Miss... - Yes?
Marcus is here, he says it's urgent.
Excuse me for a moment, please.
Marcus, I'm with two customers.
I talked to my guy, the one who will bring your mother here.
She'll arrive today. I just wanted to tell you.
They'll bring her to the city's outskirts. I'll go pick her up.
- Let me go with you. - I don't think that's a good idea.
We don't know what state she's in.
I must see her. I truly can't wait anymore.
What if they don't show up?
They'll come.
Everything will be fine. Sira, trust me.
Wait here.
From now on, this will be your home.
Back there is the workshop. I've had a lot of work.
I'm sewing for the most notable women in Tetouan.
This is Jamila, she helps me at home.
She's a better cook than me.
Good morning, ma'am.
Are you hungry?
I have tomatoes, chicken and bread...
I'll show you your room. Let's go.
You'll see how comfortable the bed is.
A beautiful light enters at dawn.
You can watch the whole street through the window.
Soon you'll get used to the crowds.
And the church bells. It's a nice thing, you'll see.
Do you want me to prepare you a bath?
I'd like to take a shower.
What would you like? We can have chocolate.
- Rosalinda. - Peter!
You look good.
Johnny boy, come here and give your father a kiss.
Johnny!
Daddy bought you a really big kite.
Sorry, he barely remembers you at all.
There will be time to fix that.
Golly! What a lovely house.
I wouldn't expect any less of you.
I always thought of you like a cat.
No matter where you go, you always seem to land on your feet.
- I'll show you your room. - So we won't share a room?
There will be plenty of time to fix that as well.
What a song.
Do you remember when we sang that at Manuela's shop?
What happened to her?
And Paquita?
Do you know anything about them?
It's a nice night.
Perhaps we can go for a walk.
I'm not in the mood.
It's good for you to get fresh air.
I'm willing to show you Tetouan.
A short walk, just around the corner. I promise.
I've thought that perhaps you'd like to help me at the workshop.
We'll see about that.
I think it's a good thing to keep active.
- Can we go home now? - Yes.
I told you I wanted my clothes over the bed, not in the bloody closet!
There's no bottle of decent whisky. Why can't I have the good stuff?
I'm sorry, miss, I'm leaving.
- What happened? - Your husband has been yelling at me.
- I don't know what I did. - Stay.
This is temporary, I promise.
I'm sorry.
I've never seen such a stupid maid in my entire life.
You don't have to see her. She has resigned.
You know, darling?
You've never been a good housewife.
Or a good mother, for that matter. I mean...
To let Johnny play in the street without a nanny.
You're spoiling him.
At least I've been here for him.
What?
Nothing.
I'm going out.
Don't wait up for me.
And... fetch a maid to clean that.
No maids left.
Thank you for visiting me.
- You're gorgeous. - Thank you.
- You look wonderful. - Don't dare to tell me I'm pretty.
I'm a disaster.
My life... it's a nightmare.
A nightmare! I think it will drive me mad.
I haven't seen Juan Luis in days.
No one has told your husband?
I believe so, but he really doesn't care.
I don't get it.
I think that if we still lived in Calcutta...
He'd try to keep up appearances...
but not here. He knows no one.
I still don't get it.
The only true thing is...
that he doesn't care about me at all.
He has been drinking since he arrived.
Then he asks me for money.
For how long will he stay? Do you know?
I hope not long. A minute is eternal by his side.
I'm telling you, there's not one bloody bar...
to drink with fellow Englishmen in this wrecked town.
Good morning. You're Peter Fox, if I'm not mistaken.
I'm Colonel Juan Luis Beigbeder, Chief Sheriff of Spain in Morocco.
Yes, yes, I know who you are.
I've heard about you.
We don't receive many foreigners of your category.
Mrs. Fox is a good friend of the protectorate.
I just wanted to be sure you'll have a pleasant stay in Tetouan.
I'm sure you'll let me know if you need anything.
Okay, English beer.
And someone who knows about polo.
I can organize a trip to Gibraltar.
I'm sure you'll find many things there.
By the way, if you're into hunting I know some Germans...
The friends organize a boar hunt.
They'll be pleased to have you.
Think about it.
Thank you.
I'll do that.
Thank you, we'll keep in touch.
Ms. Fox...
I always knew you had good friends...
but I never knew they were so powerful.
I shouldn't have expected any less from you, darling.
Indeed.
Here. What you asked for.
I hope they're useful. I went to Tangier for them.
You can't find an English newspaper in Tetouan.
- Why do you need it? - To confirm something about Marcus Logan.
He is, allegedly, a journalist.
With all due respect...
Did I spend my day in a car to confirm your intuition?
Could you at least tell me what it is?
I dislike people like Marcus Logan lurking around everything.
I don't trust him, I'm telling you.
What did you find?
It's about what I haven't found yet...
I've been following the English press since he arrived.
I haven't seen a thing about his interview with Beigbeder or his reporting.
I'm the first one to think that the guy isn't clean wheat, but...
but we don't receive all English newspapers.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not accusing him yet.
I just find it peculiar that he's a journalist...
and that I haven't seen his work.
Odd...
So, just in case...
We'll keep an eye on him.
- I'll do it. - Be discreet, Palomares. Be discreet.
As you said, we have nothing against him.
You know how Englishmen are.
I've heard, boss.
Yes?
Excuse me, sir, you have a visitor.
Thank you. Leave us alone, please.
My love, I've missed you so much.
And I've missed you, darling. How are you?
- You're skinnier. - I'm okay, don't worry about me.
Now that I'm with you I've started feeling better.
And Peter? Where is he?
He might have gone fishing at the river.
I don't want to talk about Peter.
I want to talk about us.
I hate this situation.
When will we be back together without hiding?
I think I have an answer for that.
What do you mean?
A reliable source told me Peter will be back in Calcutta in few days.
- Really? - Really.
Only a couple more days, my love.
You should hold the crosses and take them from the outside...
Hello.
Have a seat in the chair, darling. I have something to tell you. You too, Johnny.
I shall be going back to Calcutta.
But I won't be going back alone.
- What do you think? - I like it.
It's amazing.
- Do I look pretty? - Very pretty!
This silk is like a second skin!
It's a pity there's just enough for one dress.
My husband will love it.
You're such a good friend!
It's perfect, it doesn't need anything more.
- I'll take it. - Good.
I'm so sorry for running out of silk.
A daughter doesn't get married often.
All right, no problem.
Okay... I'm sorry.
Miss...
A message from Rosalinda.
Thank you.
Sira, I'm sorry for calling you this way.
But I needed to talk to you.
I'm not doing well.
Is it your husband?
Peter wants me to go back with him to Calcutta.
What? What are you talking about?
Peter wants, demands...
that Johnny and I go back to India.
You said he would stay for a few days.
That he didn't care about you.
It's not only that.
Juan Luis told me he would leave in a couple of days...
But overnight he changed his mind...
Don't ask me why.
All what that man does is a mystery to me.
Tell him you won't go. That you'll stay here with your son!
Tell him it's not good for your health!
- You think I haven't told him? - You haven't!
I asked him, I begged him. I prayed, but nothing.
Rosalinda...
You're a free woman.
He can't compel you.
I'm married to him, Sira.
He threatened me with leaving with the boy.
He's his father, the law is with him.
I just want to know why he changed his mind.
It's clear that we hate each other.
If he can't stand me, why does he want me by his side?
I'm afraid Rosalinda is right.
If Peter wants to take her to Calcutta, that's his right.
- But that's unfair. - I know.
- But there's not much we can do. - We can.
Talk to him, perhaps he'll listen.
- I doubt it. - He'll listen to a fellow Englishman.
I'm a stranger attempting to give him marital advice.
I'd be lucky if he doesn't hit me.
You're right.
At least we can try.
I don't want to stay with my arms tied.
Leave it to me.
I'll see what can be done.
Peter Fox, I'm Marcus Logan and I'm a journalist. May I talk to you?
Leave me alone!
I saw you this morning with your friends, the Germans. I want to ask something.
Are they bribing you to take Rosalinda back to India with you?
You don't know what you're talking about.
What do you know about my wife?
- Do you know who I am? - I think you're an embarrassment to our country.
- Listen to me! - Only a traitor would help the Germans!
It's not my fault.
I don't want to help them...
I have to.
I have no choice.
Let me see if I understood.
The Germans aren't bribing Peter.
It's something else. They're blackmailing him.
The Germans think Rosalinda is a bad influence for Beigbeder.
They couldn't find a better excuse to separate them.
- Are you sure? - Peter himself told me that.
I saw him in a car, with a German guy.
A friend told me his name: Herr Braun.
Herr Braun?
His wife is one of my customers. Her daughter is about to get married.
So it's a German plan?
Peter is indebted to them. Poker.
Taking Rosalinda is the only way he can pay.
Otherwise her legs would be broken.
How much has he lost?
A little fortune.
What if he flees without Rosalinda?
Impossible, they forced him to sign promissory notes.
They've tied him up with those documents.
So the promissory note is the only thing that forces him?
Rosalinda's life is at stake for a bunch of papers!
- But perhaps... - What?
- No, forget it, it's crazy... - Please tell me.
Rosalinda is my best friend. I'll do anything to help her.
Peter told me he played poker at Herr Braun's.
Frau Braun is your client.
Perhaps you should sneak into her house and watch the security box.
If I'm to open it I'd need to know the model.
Will you steal the promissory notes?
- Good evening. - Good evening.
Could you tell me where Frau Braun is?
- Sira! - Hello!
What a surprise!
I'm sorry for my intrusion. I have a proposal for you.
- Come in, please. - Thank you.
Frankly, I disliked how everything ended with Mrs. Muller.
Sira, that's between Frau Muller and me.
You shouldn't feel responsible at all.
Okay, then. On a lucky strike...
I got a small amount of Damascus silk.
It's almost like the one I used in Muller's dress.
It's reserved for you.
But my dress is already done.
I propose you to remake it.
We can make a prettier dress, with this new silk.
I don't know, the price won't be much higher.
Just the different material.
Would you bother with that for me?
As you said, one's daughter doesn't get married every day.
It's one of her most special days.
You deserve to wear the best dress.
Just imagine Frau Muller's face...
You're right.
I could start today.
I need an advance payment for my supplier.
Of course!
Is this enough?
As soon I have the dress, I'll call you.
The security box was facing the door, behind a picture.
- It has two wheels. - Did you see the papers inside?
I couldn't see that much.
But they must be there, where else?
Tomorrow's my last chance to steal those papers.
Herr Braun will be at the consulate, it's an off day.
- Do you think you'll open the door? - I guess so.
- I need time. - How much?
Two hours, at least.
Two hours!
I can't keep her for two hours at the workshop.
You'll have to.
We have no other option.
Why are you standing there? Come in.
No, daughter.
I'm going for a glass of milk.
I didn't want to interrupt.
Did the machine wake you up?
No. For a year I haven't slept a whole night.
What are you doing?
I have to finish it for tomorrow.
Sira, I'm unsure of what you're doing. But I guess the measurements are incorrect.
I know, it's on purpose.
- Why? - It will take me longer to adjust the dress.
It's a thing of mine.
Mom...
Look...
Perhaps you should try it.
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