A Walk in the Clouds (1995) Script

Hey!

We did it!

Good luck, soldier.

When's the last time you saw her?

Our wedding day. Four years ago.

Let me guess. Met her on Friday, married her on Sunday, shipped out on Monday.

Pretty much.

Me, too. I'll bet we don't even recognize them.

I'd recognize her anywhere.


I find the pheasant to be quite pleasant.

I find the pheasant to be quite pleasant.

How do you find the wine?

I find the wine extraordinarily...

Betty?

I prefer to dine at home alone.

Paul?

Paul!

When I didn't see you on the dock...

I didn't know you were coming today.

Didn't you get my letters?

I started to read them, I did, but after the first few, I couldn't bear to hear about all that fighting and the killing.

I wrote you almost every day.

I know. And I kept them. Look.

See?

Oh, Paul, even the thought of you in all that danger, it was just too much.

I knew if I got them, you were still alive.

That's all I cared about... that you were alive... safe.

That's all that was important to me.

Can you forgive me?

Yeah, sure.

I wrote to you. You got those, right?

Got a few.

I told you I wasn't a big writer.

I quite agree the distinction is dubious.

It's a course I'm taking.

Self-improvement.

His name's Armistead. He makes tons of money.

The whole country's making money hand over fist.

You've been away, out of touch.

You don't know, but you will.

I went to make sure Mr. Sweeney held your job, like he promised.

He said you could start the day you got back.

Just make sure you wear your uniform.

Who could resist a war hero?

Of course I negotiated a raise.

Betty, I don't want to go back to selling chocolate.

You've got something better.

No...

I don't.

But, you know... in the war, I had time to think about what's important, about what I want out of life for me, for us.

I wrote you all this in the letters.

Are we back to those old letters again?

You want me to read the letters?

No. It's just you'd understand what I'm feeling, what I want.

Sweetie...

Tell me what you want.

I thought... some time.

Time's money.

I want things, Paulie.

My whole life I've been without.

I want things.

Don't you want... things?

And you'll wear your uniform, won't you?

My uniform?

To sell chocolates... millions and millions of them.

Won't you?

Yes.


Here, let me help.

I'm sorry.

He's going to kill me.

It's just glass. You can replace it easy.

Sorry.

No, no, it's my fault.

Look at this mess.

Here you go.

Are you all right?

Ticket, please.

Had an accident.

Yes.

Thanks.


Hey!

Hey!

Thanks.

Speed you were going, you could have made Sacramento before me.

You smell anything?

No.

Phew!

Hi.

Oh, my God.

I'm so embarrassed.

I wanted to apologize, but you looked so peaceful.

Apology accepted.

Good book?

Quite a mouthful.

It's required reading.

College?

My master's degree.

Playing hooky?

No. I'm going home.

My family has a vineyard in Napa.

And you?

Uh, business in Sacramento.

The train goes to Sacramento.

My ticket didn't.

I mean, it did when I got on, but...

Oh, no.

I think this is yours.

Yup.

I thought it was a mistake. I'm so sorry.

Is this seat taken?

How are you?

Look, uh, I'm Bill.

This is my buddy Herman.

And you're, uh...

Not interested.

I had a girlfriend once that always used to say she was not interested.

It was never what she meant, was it, Herman?

Most definitely not.

Not after she got to know me.

Stop it.

Fellas.

Fellas.

Lady doesn't want to be bothered.

Just let her be.

Oh, now what are we going to do?

Shut up, Herman.

I think he broke my nose.

I got to get to Sacramento.

Not on this bus, you don't.


I don't think we've been properly introduced.

I'm Paul Sutton.

Victoria Aragon.

I'm sorry about the bus.

I feel terrible.

All the problems I've caused you.

You should just keep going.

Who knows what will happen next?

There's always the possibility of a forest fire, I suppose.

Why aren't you on the bus?

My stop.

You're waiting for a ride.

No. No.

A miracle.

He's going to kill me.

Who?

My father.

If you're still worried about that picture...

It's not about the picture.

Oh, God.

Look, it's none of my business, but if you'd like to talk about it...

"I was not meant for the conventions of this world, "not meant to be tied down.

I'm a... free spirit."

Who's a free spirit?

My professor.

He and I were...

We... We were...

I don't think just because some free spirit broke up with you...

I'm pregnant.

You're very upset.

I can understand that.

Definitely understand that.

But, Victoria, look at the positive side.

It's a new life coming into the world.

That's a miracle in itself, right?

"I will kill anyone who dishonors my family."

How many times has he said that?

A hundred times, a million times?

I'm sure it's just a figure of speech.

My father means what he says.

Always.

He's... He's very old-fashioned.

If I come home this way without a husband, he'll kill me.

I know he will.

How about if you do show up with a husband?

Who does what, comes for the day and then just leaves?

Sure. Comes to meet the family, stays one night, leaves in the morning, writes a letter saying he's...

Abandoned me.

It happens.

You're very kind for trying to help me.

Maybe it might work... but...

there's nobody.

Miss Aragon.

Victoria.

There's me.

Was it horrible, the fighting?

Once the shooting starts, you just go blank.

The trick was to get your mind on something else.

What did you do?

Write letters to my wife.

In my head.

Then later, I would write them down.

About the war.

About what I'd like our life to be like when I got home...

The perfect little house, kids running around in the yard with the dog, great job.

She must have cherished every word.

Yeah, every word.

You're very kind to do this for me.

And the baby.

I'm doing it for the both of you.

Then we both thank you.

You're both welcome.


We call it Las Nubes.

It means the clouds.

It's beautiful.

Yeah.

Well, if we're going to do this right...

The wedding bonbon deluxe.

Big seller around June.


We're unarmed.

Don't shoot.

Hello, Papa.

Victoria.

Who's this?

Paul Sutton... my husband.

Marie!

Marie!

It'll be O.K.

Like hell it'll be OK!

I will not allow this.

I'll go to the pope himself to get this undone.

We weren't married in a church.

Marie!

¿Qué pasa, Alberto?

Mama.

Victoria!

¿Cuál es el problema?

Here is the problem.

Is this how you were brought up?

To betray your mother?

Betray your father?

I did not betray anyone.

What are you talking about?

What do you think I'm talking about?

The gringo.

His name is Paul.

Mi hijita linda.

Abuelita.

I told you. I told you!

A girl's place is here, at home!

Here!

Not alone in some city doing God knows what.

I'm going to school there. That's what I'm doing.

What is going on?

Your daughter, she is married!

Felicidades, querida.

Mama!

Grandpa, make him stop.

Please.

Ha! That's right. That's right.

Coddle her.

The whole bunch of you.

But I tell you right now, this will not stand so long as I draw breath.

I swear before God.

Alberto!

You are so unfair.

Me? Ha ha! I'm unfair?

I came home to tell my family that I spit on their trust?

I'm the one who came home to rub in their face that I married this... this...

What do you do?

Chocolate.

I sell chocolate.

No.

You...

You are the head of the family.

Say something.

I am Pedro Aragon.

Welcome to our happy family.

Thank you.

May I?

Sure.

Of course.

Help yourself.

¡Cierra la puerta!

It's wonderful!

It's wonderful!

Why can he never just say, "I'm happy for you. Congratulations, Victoria"?

Why must everything be a drama?

It's a bit of a shock.

Not for Grandma or Grandpa.

Not for you.

Why is he always this way?

I hate him!

Victoria!

He is your father.

He has never taken change well.

Even as a child, he was this way.

Only with the vines he has patience.

Maybe he should have some for us, too.

That would be nice for a change.

You could have at least prepared us.

A call, a letter would have been wiser.

I wanted to surprise you.

Well, you certainly succeeded.

He wants me to marry some man in Mexico I have never even met just because he has the right bloodlines.

I'm not a horse, Mama.

It's my choice who I marry, not his.

Muchachas, la comida.

How many times have you told me, "The heart wants what the heart wants"?

And is this what your heart wants?

Yes.

Really and truly?

Really and truly.

Everything will be fine. You'll see.

Everything will be perfect.

What a delicate ring.

You are beautiful tonight.

Marriage becomes her, no?

Mama?

Dear God, bless this food we are about to eat, and bless the harvest of the grapes you have given us in your wisdom and grace, amen.

Amen. Amen, amen.

Bon appetit.

This is pumpkin flower soup.

It's a specialty of my grandmother's.

It's delicious.

It's been in the family cookbook before your Declaration of Independence was signed.

So, with all the commotion, we never heard the whole story of how you two met.

I was on leave in June.

July.

Just after I moved to the city.

That's right. July.

At the USO.

I didn't know you worked at the USO.

I wasn't actually working there.

Then what were you doing in a hall filled with strange men?

Pedro.

Mi abuelo vivió a...

Excuse me.

My grandfather lived to 102, and he used salt like a fish in the sea.

My great-grandfather was 106!

So, tell us, Mr. Sutton, since we now have such a clear picture of how you two met... where are you from?

Moline. Moline, Illinois.

Wherever that is.

It's in the middle of the country.

Exactly in the middle, right?

Right.

And your parents, they are still in Moline?

I never knew my parents.

Oh. Who brought you up, the fairies?

I grew up in a home.

Whose home?

I meant an orphanage.

Wonderful.

This is just wonderful.

My daughter can trace her ancestors back 400 years to some of the finest families in Mexico, and you are telling me she has married a man with no past?

Or worse... a man with no past and no future!

Wonderful.

You don't know that he has no future.

You don't know anything about him.

Do you?

Yes. I know he knows how to love somebody.

I know he wants a house with kids and a dog.

A great job.

You mean, like the one he has?

Excuse me.

It was very good.

Thank you.


He doesn't pull any punches, does he?

I'm sorry.

You must think they're horrible.

When I was a kid... every night I'd climb up to the roof of the orphanage, and I'd make a wish on every star I could see.

That's a lot of wishing.

It usually boiled down to one wish, really.

What was that?

What you have in there.

Everyone always telling you how you should live your life?

Better than having no one telling you.

I don't know about that.

I do.

That's no reason for him to treat you that way.

No.

And I was going to say something, but...

I thought, "What if it were me?

"A strange man comes into my house, "tells me he's married my only daughter, and I'm the last to know?"

Probably act the same way.

No, you wouldn't.

I don't know about that.

I do.

It's only another eight hours, I'll be back on the road.

Anyway, I think the worst part's over, don't you?

This bed was part of my dowry when I married Mr. Aragon.

It was my grandmother's before that.

Her dowry.

She had it brought all the way from Paris.

He was a diplomat, my grandfather.

And this is where we've spent our first wedding nights, my mother... my grandmother... and me.

We can sleep in Pedro's room.

In that teeny-tiny little bed on your wedding night?

Ay, hija, no.

You need room... to maneuver.

Mommy!

I know this is not your first night together, but I would like to think it is.

It's just that from the beginning, all our marriages have been so blessed.

You know, it is out of love that my husband roars so.

We are very traditional people, Paul, and this modern world takes a little getting used to.

He'll come around.

Love each other... always.

First he comes into my house, steals my daughter.

And now... Now he takes my bed?

No!

Vida...

You don't want to see it, but your daughter is a woman.

And she was not stolen any more than you stole me.

Or have you forgotten that little room under the stairs in my father's house, hmm?

I asked for your hand properly, with respect.

Who is he?

He is nobody.

He is her choice, and she is our daughter.

Alberto, it is from us that she has learned to be who she is.

If we don't have confidence in her, how can we have confidence in ourselves?

First you go and wish them good night so they won't go to bed thinking that you're furious with them.

But I am!

I am furious with them.

You should smile more.

You are so handsome when you smile.

First go and wish them good night.

Go.

Do you like selling chocolate?

No, not really.

Why are you doing it?

It's part of what I thought I'd use this trip for, try and figure things out for myself.

But you have things figured out.

It's not that easy.

It's complicated.

It doesn't sound that complicated to me.

You're not married.

I'm sorry.

It's just not a good time for me now.

You've been wonderful... more than wonderful.

Would you turn around, please?

There'll be someone for you, Victoria.

You don't have to make me feel better.

No, I believe that.

I believe that there's a perfect someone for everyone, someone who'll love you no matter what.

Would you marry someone if it wasn't your baby they were carrying?

If I loved her.

Good night.

Good night.

May I?

One moment, Papa.

Your mother sent me to wish you good night.

Good night, Papa.

Good night, Mr. Aragon.

Good night.

Does the door have a lock?

No.

Do you think he suspects?

I don't know.

Better not take the chance.

In case he comes back, I should stay.

Yes.

Good night.


Victoria!

Victoria!

It's all right.

It's all right.

Just a dream.

It's nothing.

Must be the change... coming home, everything so fast.

What's the matter?

Frost!

Alberto... what you think?

It doesn't reach the inside.

We can still save them.

We have a chance. Now!

Sí, Don Alberto.

How can I help?

Do you know how to fly?

If you'll show me.

We are going to lose everything, and you want me to take time to show you?

Look.

Spread out. Spread out!

Like a butterfly.

If you're going to help, help!

Butterfly.

Get the heat down on the grapes.

Follow me.

Up... down... up... down.

That's it.

Come on. With me.


The bus doesn't leave until 11 A.M..

Then it's daylight. Everyone will be up.

It's better this way.

Less questions.

Yes.

I wish you the best of luck.

You, too.

Buenos días, señor Paul.

It's the call of the grape that robs our sleep.

When she's ripe, she calls to a man.

Give me that.

Toma, Jose.

Walk with me.

Bring the chocolates.

Here.

Here!

Jose.

Buenos días, don Pedro.

Buenos días.

You know, everybody gives you advice how to grow old.

And the doctors, they say, don Pedro, no chocolates.

Don Pedro, no salt and no cigars and little brandy as possible.

What the hell do the doctors know about the needs... of a man's soul?

Nada!

Nothing.

May I?

Oh, this one.

This looks like my granddaughter's...

I never noticed that.

Excelente!

You know, in 1580, the first Aragon, also a Pedro, came from Spain to Mexico with a dream in his head, the clothes on his back, and the root from the family's vineyard inside his pocket.

Excuse me.

May I... see one more?

Which one?

Ah, that's no good.

Try one more.

That's wonderful.

Come...

I will show you something.

This is the root I brought with me, a descendant from the root the first Pedro brought with him.

All our vines come from this one.

It's not just the root of Las Nubes.

It's the root... of our lives, of Victoria's life.

Now that you're a part of all this, a part of us, it is the root of your life.

You are an orphan no longer.

So... you will stay with your family while we harvest the fruit?

It's a special time.

It's a time of... magic.

I really can't.

I have commitments.

What about the commitments to your family?

W-What can be more important than that?

I would like to, really.

But I can't.

He said you... would not stay.

Who did?

Alberto.

He said, "The first chance the gringo gets, he will leave her."

His exact words.

I'm not leaving her. I'm...

No, no, no, no. I understand.

Just my... poor granddaughter.

He will whip her with it.

She'll be the one to pay for your commitments.

Such a pity.

Such a sweet girl.

But it would just be the difference of a day.

The most important day of our year, the day that makes or breaks our fortunes... that's what he will throw up to her... for the rest of her life.

I know... my son.

Don Pedro.

You're right.

It's only one day.

I'll stay.

Right.

May I?

It's a good thing.

You have no more chocolates to sell, anyway.

Come on.

I thought you were leaving.

I thought it would be better for you if I stuck around... at least until the harvest.

Don't you have chocolates to sell?

Family comes first.

Hey, everybody, I'm home!

Hey, there.

¡Pedro! ¡Sí!

Hiya, sis.

Hi, Jose.

Bienvenido.

Hi, Grandpa!

Hi, Grandma.

My favorite chili's ready?

¡Claro que sí, Pedrito!

Saluda a su madre.

Hi, Mom.

Oh, at last!

Hi, Pop.

Sorry I'm late.

Pedro.

This is my husband Paul Sutton.

Paul, my brother.

You got hitched?

Hey, that's swell!

Oh!

Victoria Sutton.

I like that.

Welcome to the family.

I'm Pete.

Thanks.

Pete.

Who is Pete?

Pa, come on.

I don't know any Pete.

I know I pay a fortune in tuition to Stanford University for a Pedro Alberto Aragon Limantour.

Maybe I am paying for the wrong person and I should stop the check!

Glad to meet you, Pedro.

Can we begin now?

Victoria.

Make sure he knows what he's doing.

We don't want him cutting off his fingers and getting blood on the grapes.

It would ruin the taste of the wine.

¡Que empiece la vendimia!

¡Sí, señor!

Aren't you happy you stayed?


No, gracias.


¡Listo!

Papa.

Salud.

¿Listos todos?

Come on.

¡Tiren las uvas!

How do they feel?

They're a little big.

Clothes are like family.

You have to live in them a while before you get the perfect fit.

But you are doing great.

I don't know if everyone would share your opinion.

It's not easy being in charge.

It was not easy for me. It's not easy for him.

Every man has to find his own way.

But I have faith in my son, and I have faith in you.

But your fly is open.


My wife's family, the Aztecs, have a belief that you have to have the permission of the four winds to harvest what the earth gives.

Isn't she beautiful?

¡Las mujeres!

Victoria!

Come on! You're a married woman now.

What about Pedro?

He's not married.

Neither are we.


I want you more than anything, Victoria.

You can't imagine how I want you.

But I'm not free.

And I won't hurt you that way.

I won't.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.


Pop, we can lead the market instead of chase after it.

Where the hell is my hat?

We can raise money through limited partnerships.

Hi, Paul.

Hi, Pedro. Morning, Mr. Aragon.

So what do you think, Pop?

About what?

Modernizing the operation.

The limited partnerships.

You take in a partner, you take on trouble.

You can always borrow from the bank.

Listen, just because you harvested a few grapes doesn't give you a say.

Stick to your candy, and keep your nose out of our business.

Now... tell me what's going on here... that you sleep one night on the floor, the next on the couch.

You'll use any excuse to make him feel unwelcome, won't you?

There is something wrong here.

This whole thing smells wrong.

A girl comes home with a husband nobody ever heard of... with her suitcases full as when she went away... like she has no place else to go.

Where's my hat?

You don't want me here?

I'll leave.

Is that what you want?

I want the truth.

That's what I want.

No, you don't.

The only truth you want is the truth according to you.

That's the only truth you can accept.

Try me.

The truth is, she came home because she loves her family.

I told you... stay out of our business.

She is my business.

You were looking for this?


Señora!

Señora.

I appreciate it very much, but I don't have time.

It smells.

I know, but I have to leave.

I have business.

Don Pedro has finished your business, I think, no?

And besides, you must see it through.

See what through?

Your fate... what brought you here.

Nothing brought me here.

I brought me here.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Here, let me help you inside.

No. We had a plan.

You were going to stay for one night and go back to your wife.

We should stick to the plan.

I can't leave you like this.

And tomorrow? Will you stay tomorrow, too?

And the day after that?

Go home, Paul.

You still have a wife.

Leave it at the station.

Victoria, please...

You can't help me anymore, Paul!

No one can help me.

It's not your problem.

It's not my problem.

I can't leave.

Victoria!

Victoria?

Victoria!

Don't think that just because you married her any of this is yours... if you married her at all.

What's that supposed to mean?

I wasn't there.

I didn't see a wedding.

I didn't even see a wedding certificate.

And don't think that just because I speak with an accent I think with an accent.

For four years that I've been at war, to do what I had to do, I had to keep myself closed off.

What's your reason?

What the hell are you talking about?

Reason for what?

For shutting your daughter out of your heart.

Can't you see how amazing she is?

How alive?

My whole life, I've dreamed of getting the kind of love your daughter tries to give you.

I would die for what you have.

Why can't you just love her?

She's so easy to love.

You know nothing about my daughter!

You hear me?

Nothing!

I know that she is good... and strong... and deserves all the love this world has to give.

Can't you see that?

How wonderful... how special she is?

You see this?

This land... this vineyard!

This is 365 days a year.

Who do you think I do this for?

For them!

All of them! I love my family!

You should let them know it.


Paul. Hey, Paul.

Hey.

Brandy.

The finest.

I made it myself.

21 years ago.

The secret about brandy... is age.

The secret of everything... is age.

Hija...

Are you all right?

He only went to work.

He will come back.

What the hell is that?

My uniform.

Ah.

Of course.

Newlyweds.

What else do they do but make love and war?

Did you talk to her?

I tried.

Wouldn't make a difference.

Talking between men and women never solves anything.

Where we think... they feel.

They are creatures... of the heart.

Please.

Sit down.

Don Pedro...

No, no, no. Please. Come on.

Come on. Give me that. Don Pedro...

No, no.

I'll miss my bus again.

You make yourself comfortable.

Please. Tomorrow we will go to the festival for the wine blessing. The bus will be there.

I have the perfect solution for you.

Here.

Salud.

Salud.


Thank you.

Isn't that the most romantic thing you ever heard?

Maybe it loses a little bit on translation.

No, no, no, no, no.

All right, now.

Muchachos... Otra vez.

Esta vez el va cantar. Vamos.

Now you sing.

That's all right, that's all right, that's all right.

It's all right. You did wonderful.

Let's let the experts do it themselves.


You're a gringo.

Nice, but still a gringo.

The heart you are talking to is Mexican.

You speak to it in the language it understands.

You...

You... be strong.

Ah. Stand right here.

Right here.

All right.

Salud.

Mmm.

No, no, no. You've had enough.

All right.

You boys... wait for my signal.

¿A usted quién ha invito?

Ay, señor.

¡Sáquese de aquí!

Alberto.

Alberto.

Listen.


You keep watching the window.

When the light comes on, you are saved.

Just watch the window.

He seems to love her.

Mm-hmm.

Maybe I...

I've been too tough on him.


What's the matter?

Paul.


Now that you're single, Paul, don't start having too much fun at the festival.

Our bus leaves in 10 minutes.


The Aragons!

Oh! Aah!

The Aragons are coming!

Look!


Hello. How are you?

Marie Jose.

I will now recite the blessing of the harvest.

We thank you, Lord in heaven, for bestowing on us the bounty of thy harvest.

We ask only that each life here be blessed with the full measure of love, health, and happiness that those who acknowledge God in heaven justly deserve.

Amen.

Amen. Amen. Amen.

Excellent!

Victoria.

Your serenade was very beautiful.

Will you toast with me?

What do we toast to?

To... what if.

To what if.

Father Phillipo... may I introduce Paul Sutton... my new son-in-law?

As you can see, a bona fide war hero.

He helped bring in the harvest.

Papa...

What? I can't be proud?

This is a blessed surprise. Congratulations, Victoria!

Thank you.

I gave her first communion.

Always thought I'd give her in marriage.

And you shall.

City Hall is not a proper place to take your wedding vows.

Not for my own daughter.

Tonight...

Listen to me!

Tonight...

I give my daughter's hand in marriage before the eyes of God.

And I will take it as a personal insult if you all do not show up.

You are all invited!

Why are you doing this?

A man can change his mind, can't he?

We have to tell them.

No. I have to tell them.

I'm not scared now.

Here.

For the baby.

A little present.

What did you get it for?

Courage under fire.

Paul Sutton... you're the most honorable man I have ever known.


Where you headed, soldier?

San Francisco.

I can get you as far as San Rafael. Climb in.

Thanks.

What you doing around these parts?

Walking.

Walking.

In the clouds.

Ha ha ha ha.

Well, welcome back to Earth.


Who's there?

It's me.

You read them.

Yes, Paul, I...

Betty?

Paul. Paul, listen to me.

It wasn't going to work... for either of us.

If I'd only read those letters sooner.

We hardly even knew each other.

We want different things, different lives.

Who is it, Betty?

I don't even like dogs!

It's not what it appears to be.

Armistead?

Paul, listen to me.

What we want is so opposite.

It would've never worked.

I would've been miserable.

I came all the way back. I was ready to try.

Paul, don't do anything crazy.

I'll just get my things and... Don't hit me.

I'm not going to hit you.

Betty...

We could still be friends.

Friends?

I thought an annulment would be the easiest.

You just have to... sign it.

I'm sorry, Paul.

Paul!

Are you all right?

Yeah!

I'm fine!


Thanks.


Mr. Aragon?

Mr. Aragon.

I owe you an apology, sir.

What I did was wrong.

Get off my land.

My intentions were good. I wanted to protect her.

Stay away from her.

I can't.

She's like the air to me.

I've come to ask you for her hand in marriage.

You are already married, you son of a bitch!

Jose!

My gun!

But, Alberto...

My gun! Now!

My marriage was never meant to be.

It was the war. It was a mistake.

But it's over... annulled. Look.

You deceived me... in my own house... in my own bed!

Stay away from her!

I love her.

I want to be with her for the rest of my life, to take care of her!

Jose! My gun!

Victoria!

My gun!

Victoria!

Paul.

You made me the fool in front of the world!

It's not even your child she carries!

It will be if she'll have me.

I... I'll see you dead first!

Señorita! Paul!

Victoria!

Paul!

Pedro!

Victoria!

Stop!

Stop!

I love him!

I love him!

No!

Oh, my God.

Papa.

What... What have I done?


Please.

No!


Don Pedro!

Let me go!

Get away!

I want to stay!

Get... Get away!

Pop! Pop!

Pedro!

Lie down, Pedro! Don't run!

Lie down!

Pedro!

I'm all right!


Papa.

I was afraid.

I was afraid of losing you.

All of you.

I didn't know any other way to love.

Can you teach me?

Please... can you teach me?


The fire burned through... everything.

There's no root stock left to... to replant.

Las Nubes...

is finished.


Has it reached the inside?

It's alive.

It's alive!

Las Nubes lives!

We can plant!

This... is the root... of your life...

the root... of your family.

You are bound to this land... and to this family... by commitment... by honor... and by love.

Plant it.

It will grow.

I don't know how.

Victoria.

Help your husband.


Beautiful.