"Dear Lucia, my daughter,
Many moons have shone since I last saw you.
I know that you will soon embark on a new path.
and in my chest burns the desire to see you.
Even if you don't believe it, you haven't left my mind for a single day,
but lack of strength has me confined to bed.
Pain takes over my bones
and for weeks my body has ignored my will
like a wounded animal seeking shelter.
Through the fog of these days I only see your awake eyes,
the curious girl that you were,
the intelligent woman you will have become.
I can imagine the life you've built without me.
I have so many questions to ask you, so many answers to give you.
And although I am aware that this letter is late,
I dream of our reunion.
No one can take away my hope, no one can take away my faith.
I beg you to come to me alone,
Munio must not find out."
-Today is going to be an unforgettable day, you have my word.
Ready?
(Music)
In two months, all of Segovia will be dressed in its finest clothes.
to celebrate your marriage,
the reunion between two lineages
that should never have been at odds.
As Count of Baldeví,
I never imagined that my sister would become the wife
of the Marquis of Peñarrosa, an Avellaneda and a Guzmán.
Rodrigo will become the luckiest boyfriend
and Lucia is the most beautiful bride this earth has ever seen.
With permission from Jimena, my sweet wife.
-Permission granted, but don't make a habit of it,
You already know how much I enjoy being the sugar in your desserts.
-I need to deliver a letter to Lucía de Avellaneda.
-To the bride and groom. (ALL) -To the bride and groom.
If you'll excuse me...
He's very weak, you should hurry.
(MUNIO) -Lucia! Lucia!
Who was that woman?
It's a farce.
But how are we going to ignore these lines?
If true, mother would still be alive.
If true, Lucrecia would be under protection
of the Beguines of Segovia, impure women,
servants of the devil.
Lucia, together we forget Lucrecia,
Together we survived the stigma of his madness.
Now the future extends its hand to us,
you will be the wife of Rodrigo de Guzmán.
A new life awaits you,
Why do you want to raise the dead?
(Door)
-Oh! There's a party going on and I wasn't invited?
-We were just remembering how lucky we are, that's all.
If you'll excuse me...
What's going on? -Nothing I can't control.
-Sometimes I forget that I am the wife
of a man who never loses his cool.
-The voices are getting clearer
and I can touch the visions with my fingertips.
-You need rest.
-Lucia. Lucia.
I need to talk to my mom. And don't you think that's very strange?
Have you been in Segovia all this time?
and has never come to see you?
You're right, it's very strange. And now you answer me,
How can I get answers if I don't show up?
Catalina, my mother is alive.
I'll tell the coachman to hurry up.
-I came to comment on yesterday's celebration,
But I see that you are preparing for other plans.
I have to go shopping in Segovia.
Do not underestimate me, for I am as foolish as I am a queen.
"The beguinage of the freed women in Segovia is now my home."
What would you give to talk to your mother again?
If you had the chance? Please, it's about Lucrecia.
It's about my mother.
Gonzalo.
-Lucrecia, how are you feeling?
-If you have come to prepare me for eternal life,
Know that I will fight like a light in the storm.
I myself have told our Lord.
-And your daughter?
Last time we spoke you said you were going to see her.
-I sent him a letter,
It was Juana who gave it to her.
He says his eyes lit up when he read it.
Munition.
I thought we made the decision to ignore that letter.
That was your will, not mine.
Although it is hard for me to understand, I respect that you refuse to see your mother,
but I want to go. I must have gone crazy too.
because I see my sister, but it's Lucrecia I hear.
Do you realize you've never spoken like this before?
What I'm asking is prudent. Prudent?
Yes. And that's why you should join the trip.
or let me continue alone.
Lady.
So? I'll tell you about it on the way.
Well, let it be as soon as possible. -Let's go.
Let me go! I must take you to your bedroom.
Let me go! And don't let yourselves out!
until you come to your senses. Let me go! Tell him to let me go.
Are you going to lock me up? No.
No, it is your will, not mine.
The wedding with Rodrigo should be the only thing
that would move your efforts. When you realize
that I am right, you will regain your freedom.
Where is your promise to respect my wishes?
It stands, as long as those desires are convenient.
Lucia, you will soon answer to your husband,
But now it is I who must protect you,
It's what Father would have done if he were alive.
Come on. Catalina, tell Rodrigo now.
Marie Anne. Yes, I'm here, by your side.
I look at you and I don't know if you're real. As real as you.
Do you hear my girl?
Do you hear his laughter?
Lucia. Lucia.
He is running through the garden.
Tell Guiomar, quickly.
Let me go out and see her. Stay, stay here.
Leave me alone.
He's delirious. Leave me alone, I'll take care of it.
(Shots)
-I didn't expect you so soon. Such a busy man...
And worried in this case. My fiancée is under lock and key,
a formidable punishment for wanting to meet his mother.
A fair punishment I'd say.
Munio, your mother's time is running out,
Wouldn't it be ignoble to deprive Lucia of a farewell?
Not if it's Lucrecia who's suing her.
That woman you call our mother is selfish,
it's cruel, hissy.
If you knew her, you would want her to be as far away as possible.
of your future wife.
Why would I send the letter on the day you announce your engagement?
Lucrecia hated being married,
belong to a man;
I imagine you still trust that your daughter will come to her senses.
and reject you. No, he can't.
Lucia has given me her promise of marriage.
You are right,
But why risk Lucrecia talking to her?
and become your wife against her will?
I know very well how you feel when you look at these lands.
Finally, after so many years of disputes
among our families, they will be yours.
You are wrong.
My feelings towards Lucia are honest.
I am pleased to know that you are a gentleman,
because if so, you should protect your lady.
-Stop going around in circles,
if Don Munio and Don Rodrigo coincide,
each one in his own house and God in everyone's house.
I'm not going to give in.
My mother is seriously ill,
I would never forgive myself for having given up.
And what are you going to do?
Take advantage of my only chance,
but I need your help.
Tomorrow the tailor will come to take some measurements
for my wedding dress,
It will be the only time I'm free from my brother's vigilance.
I will pretend to be ill and you will come to my aid.
You will ask the tailor and his assistant
to leave the room
and a horse will be waiting for me at the door.
And yours truly?
You will stay here on my behalf to gain time.
What could go wrong?
Where is the bride?
-I should kill you. -That's enough.
-Shut up. And you pray that Lucia returns safe and sound.
Because if you suffer even the slightest bit, I'll make you pay. Out!
-Did you call me, madam?
-Ride to Segovia and find Lucia.
Don't let him enter the beguinage, do you understand me?
-Yes, ma'am.
Thanks, friend. You can rest now.
Excuse me, do you know where the Beguinage of the Libertés is?
Over there, down the hill, ma'am.
Thank you. Thank you very much, ma'am.
-Get out of the way!
-Good morning, miss.
-Do you have no end? -No, I don't.
Sister, is that a girlfriend?
-Go away, out! I said out!
-I wouldn't like to be in that lady's shoes.
-Out! -Lebrín, follow the bride
and put it safely in the bakery warehouse.
I'll let the beguinage know. -Have you lost your mind?
-That woman is the daughter of the Grand Lady of the Beguines.
Brown. Lebrín, brown.
-Get out of the way.
Get out of the way! Out of the way!
Get out of here!
Out! Make way!
"Are you Lucretia's daughter? Let me go, I don't know you."
Let me help you. -Get out! Get out!
-Either with me or with that beast. -Get out of here!
-What manners are those? -Hurry, there's no time to waste.
Let's go.
Come!
Where are you going? Are you crazy? That beast is still out there.
We have to go out the back, come on.
Corred.
Come on, run.
Let's go!
Let's go.
What are we doing here?
I want to go to the beguinage. No, no, no way.
Juana will cut my throat if I leave you on the streets.
She is the daughter of the Grand Dame of the Beguines.
If you help me with it,
Tomorrow I'll get my father to give you the day off.
He! Telmo. Hey, hey!
Thanks, but no thanks, friend.
It's a bad idea to give shelter to a noblewoman dressed in a wedding dress.
It will bring us trouble.
The baker is right. Let me out.
Your grace will stay here until I return.
If you miss it, we have it.
It has closed.
They've locked us in. Open up! What are you doing?
Help! Help! Help!
Stop hitting. Help!
I told you I don't want to get into trouble.
The box.
-Marie Anne, come here.
Juana, what's going on?
Lucretia's daughter wants to enter the beguinage,
But a man is chasing her. He's waiting for us at the bakery.
Lucia?
Let's go.
So you are the daughter of the Great Lady of freedom.
I am the daughter of Lucrecia de Avellaneda and I don't know what it means.
be a distinguished lady in that place.
Every beguine is as distinguished and humble as the rest,
equally exquisite, equally vulgar.
The Grand Dame is only chosen to represent the community.
Chosen by whom? By the other Beguines.
They are strange women, they unite behind the back of the Church.
They say they believe in God,
but it is to the devil that they dedicate their prayers.
Is that what they've told you about them? That's the truth.
And if my mother fell into their trap, it's because...
was always fragile.
I have a feeling we've met before.
Impossible, I don't deal with the nobility.
You say it with disdain. The same disdain you show us.
You unite behind the people's backs,
You say you believe in God, but you only believe in yourselves.
The cavalry has arrived. Why have you locked me up?
To help you enter the beguinage. Marie Anne will guide us.
Lebrín, go to the warehouse. I'm Marie Anne Maes.
You must be blindfolded to be taken to the beguinage
through secret access.
No way, I'm not going to blindfold myself.
For me too?
Only a select few know the way for our safety.
After having arrived here,
Are you going to give up seeing your mother because of this?
We're almost there.
Carefully.
You can take off the blindfold.
Follow me.
(Door)
-¡Abridme!
If you keep banging on the door, we'll call the crews.
Abridme.
Men may not enter without the permission of the Grand Dame.
No, I am the son of Lucrecia Avellaneda.
My mother is very sick.
Open up, I said.
I'm sorry, your mother just passed away.
Is my sister inside?
I just lost my mother, are you going to deny me the right to cry in her bed?
Tomorrow the doors of the beguinage will remain open
to say goodbye to Lucrecia.
Anyone who wanted to attend the event will be able to attend.
Your son too, if that is your wish.
Listen to me for a moment...
(Bells ring)
We have taken your mother to our hospital,
Guiomar will be in charge of shrouding her.
The slave?
Guiomar has been a free woman for a long time.
I have brought you clean clothes. You have hardly rested or eaten,
I'll ask Sibila to prepare something for you.
I don't want anything from you.
Since I received that letter, my head has been boiling.
I wonder why my mother chose to die within these walls.
and there is only one answer: you took advantage of his madness.
Why didn't he want to see us for so many years?
You locked her up, is that what you wanted to tell me?
So why do we help you get in?
It would have been easier for us if you had stayed out.
You put me in a bakery under the pretext of protecting me.
If I could have gotten in earlier... It's your sadness that speaks.
No, that's my understanding.
It's what I see, what I can feel inside here.
Who are you, nuns of an invented order,
false nuns in a sort of convent?
Beguines, we are beguines.
These walls that arouse so much distrust in you
They host a free community.
Women come here to live a full life
dedicated to prayer, study, and caring for the sick.
Isn't that what Poor Clares do?
We don't need any intermediary.
that the word of God may clarify for us.
While some give lessons, we choose.
Do you know who founded this place?
Your grandmother Leonor, Lucrecia's mother.
He did so in the manner of the Brussels Beguinage, where he grew up.
You can't fool me. Leonor Libert,
That was the surname he inherited from his mother
and that happened to Lucretia.
We are the freed ones thanks to your lineage.
I am a woman from Avellaneda, Lucia from Avellaneda.
What do you want from me? No, what do you want from us?
If you have so much distrust, so much fear of us,
go. Marie Anne, you must come to the living room.
-Who told you? Who ordered it?
Who ordered it? When were you planning to tell us?
that the beguinage would open its doors?
-The people adored Lucretia. -Yes. You just have to see
the amount of flowers and gifts they have left.
-She was our Great Lady, Sibila.
-And the only one with the right to make such a decision.
Or have you taken their place behind our backs?
The rules are clear.
The election of the Grand Dame will be put to a vote.
-We don't have time for that. -My mother is right.
It's an important decision,
we should vote to open the doors.
-Are you serious?
-Raise your hand if you agree.
in holding an intimate farewell at the beguinage.
Wait.
You think that these walls are what protect us,
but it is the people who give us shelter.
Do you think that without their support
Wouldn't the forces of this village have finished us off?
Lucrecia knew it well, that's why she always encouraged us to go out,
to bring our faith and our love to the homes,
to the corralas, to the squares.
Put aside your fear and think of Lucretia,
in his desire.
Raise your hand if you want to open the doors of our beguinage.
and give the Great Lady of freedoms
the farewell he deserves.
(PRAYS IN LATIN)
-Father.
-Come with me.
-Is that your last word -Yes.
Your sister has entered of her own free will.
-No, no, no, no. She's been tricked.
These women have taken advantage of our mother's death.
to get closer to her
and they haven't even let me see the body.
-This afternoon they are going to open their doors
so that everyone can say goodbye.
-Am I on the same level as your neighbors,
I, his own blood?
-I beg you to remain calm.
-These women have certain privileges
which is only granted to the servants of God.
-They are pious and believers, they are an example for everyone.
-And a threat too, Father Lasarte.
Gonzalo, you know my opinion.
I know that you collaborate with the libertas and that you have a certain sympathy for them,
but it is true
who enjoy an autonomy that is at least dangerous.
You will agree with me that by nature
women are unstable beings...
and unpredictable.
-And in the case of the Beguines, merciful and self-sacrificing.
Furthermore, they have the support of this entire church, of its faithful,
of all this people.
-I'm sorry, you'll have to be the one to clarify this situation.
-My family has always been generous with this parish, Father.
-Every gift, every gift, comes from our Lord,
It is your generosity that you return to him;
you would do well to remember that.
-Is everything okay, son?
That man had fire in his eyes.
-It wasn't fire, it was sorrow, the pain of losing a mother.
Munio is Lucrecia's son.
-May God give him strength.
I will make a generous donation in our name to the beguinage.
Your father, may he rest in peace, had great respect for his work.
I would like you to give him my deepest condolences.
-Come to the farewell, you do it.
-It will be an intimate moment.
-It will open its doors, all the people will come.
Mother, I know that you have great affection for them.
and now is when they need it most.
-I'll think about it.
Carmen: Go with God.
(Piano)
(Out of tune note)
(Piano)
(Out of tune note)
(Piano)
(Out of tune note)
-Madam, Don Rodrigo wants to see you.
-Let him in.
Should I interrupt you? And I'm so grateful.
Today is one of those days where I can't get a single note right.
You tell me. I came to see Lucia.
I'm sorry to be the one to give you this news,
but Lucrecia died in the early hours of the morning.
I'm so sorry. My husband is in Segovia,
but Lucia doesn't want to leave her bedroom.
I guess you don't want to see me either.
Can I do anything for her? Let her rest,
That's the only thing that can help her right now.
And don't worry, it's in the best hands.
With God, Jimena. With God.
Good day.
I thought men weren't welcome.
But I am not just any man,
I'm the one in charge of filling the pantry every week,
and believe me, they welcome me with open arms.
I am very sorry about Lucrecia's death.
She was a special woman, generous, fun...
(LAUGHS) With character. Why are you lying?
I understand that freedom fighters do it, but you?
I swear I'm telling the truth.
The truth. The truth doesn't exist in this place.
Stand up. Come with me, please.
Putting your head somewhere else helps take the pain away.
Trust me.
May I?
You push, you turn, and you push again.
Let's see, you turn. Very well. Safely and firmly.
You turn, you turn. You push again.
So.
You're good at it
and it also makes you smile.
I have in my chest the words I couldn't tell you.
and I don't know what to do with them.
Sacadlas, decídselas,
Maybe this way you can move on and heal your wound.
Are you ready?
She is. I'll have them come for her.
(Bells ring)
One moment.
Forward.
Lucia, and those clothes?
Better this skirt than going all over Segovia in a wedding dress.
You're back.
Did you get to talk to mother?
What do you think is the secret he wanted to tell me?
I'm convinced it was just an excuse to see you, nothing more.
"You will know the truth about my madness,
the one that took me away from your life." The only thing I know
It is the constant fear that he would lose his sanity.
I'll go home with you, but I need you to help me.
to say goodbye to her, to tell her everything I have inside.
I can't do it alone, Munio.
You are my strength, you always have been.
I just want to protect you. I know that.
And I also know that we will be able to close our wound.
and move on...
together.
# If any poor person calls me,
# I would definitely go.
# If I couldn't move,
# I would be his staff.
# If I were disconsolate,
# would ease his pain.
# Welcome my soul
# with mercy and freedom.
# If I need shelter,
# my home would share.
# If I can't walk,
# my gaze would offer him.
# If he finds himself hungry,
# my bowl would give way.
# Welcome my soul
# with mercy and freedom. #
We both came, mother,
We did this so you know that we hold no grudge against you.
And we loved you despite your quirks,
recklessness,
of your abandonment.
Now there's only a scar and a lot of life ahead.
(LUCRECIA) Lucia. Lucia. Lucia.
-What's going on? Why are you running?
Touching Mother makes me feel like I've been here before.
and I've been with you. That's impossible.
I saw it, Munio, it was real. Don't you remember the gardens?
No. One of the Beguines
He told me that it was our grandmother who founded this place.
He lies.
It was always linked to freedom.
Let's go, that's enough. No.
Why are you so nervous? Why aren't you listening to me?
Lucia. Don't worry, we're leaving.
Lucia, you can stay as long as you need.
Ah! What are you doing?
Why do you make up a story to fill his head with crows?
You hurt me. I should kill you one by one.
and eradicate your evil. Please let it go!
Hey, let her go! Let her go! -Get him out of here.
Don't let him back in. -Don't touch me.
-Are you okay?
Yeah.
I feel fine.
I never lost consciousness for a moment.
Now all I need is to rest.
I'll be better tomorrow.
Marie Anne,
before I hid something from them.
Lucrecia had marks on her neck and hands,
were very strange.
AND?
I think his death was not natural,
was poisoned.
A slow poisoning to confuse it with an illness.
Whoever is behind this
has had to do it for weeks.
And how did he access the beguinage?
Lucrecia barely had the strength to leave here.
Maybe he was inside.
A beguine?
"My daughter, if you read this letter it is because I am in the hands of God.
He is the only one who knows my truth,
the only one I could trust with my secret.
I wish I could write it in these lines, but I'm afraid...
I'm afraid it will fall into the wrong hands.
Only you should know it, only you can discover it.
And you will, I am convinced.
That's when everything will make sense,
You have my word,
my words.
"On the desk there is a wooden box where you will find
the symbol of our true lineage,
the one of the Liberts.
A ring that belonged to my mother and is now yours.
Always carry it with you,
will help you find the light when you feel lost."
-If you get my sister out of that beguinage,
I will give you three times as much.
-Everything happens for a reason.
I'll get Lucia away from those witches and then I'll finish them off.
It's time for them to burn in that hell they so venerate.
I'm glad you've lost your fear of going out,
What I didn't know is that you were going to be so shameless.
I want to know why you hide in this nest of false piety
Weeks away from our wedding. I need answers about my mother.
Can I help you? Rodrigo de Guzmán, my fiancé.
Young man.
Stay calm. -And you stay quiet.
If that wedding doesn't take place, I'll break our pact,
you will die in the misery you inherited.
Let's vote. We'll vote when we're all there,
It's the rule. You can't vote tonight.
-Good morning, Mother. -I didn't want to interrupt.
-Come in, you're in your own home.
-I warned you not to let me down.
-Do you think that in France and Flanders they ended the influence
of the Beguines from one day to the next?
You would go from being beguines to being freed sisters.
For that, I need the favor of a Great Lady.
-Have you found out anything else about the poison?
No. The only thing I'm sure of is who killed Lucrecia
He knew very well what he was doing.
For now I don't even trust my own shadow.
You know what will happen if Lucia goes to the emergency room.