Carmen, my heart.
These men.
They weren't the first and they won't be the last.
Different faces.
Different shapes and sizes.
But they are always the same man.
One man.
His eyes are sad but produce no tears.
He is parched and cold like the desert in the night.
His heart pumps sand through his veins, not blood.
He yearns for the tears of our eyes. The milk from our breasts.
The blood of our womanhood.
Anything, that he might taste life again.
He won't.
He can't.
Where is she?
Where is she?!
You have loved me, as I loved my mother.
Now it is time for you to leave me. Time for you to fly.
Go to the City of Angels,
to La Sombra Poderosa. And find Masilda.
If you are my heart, then she is my spine.
She will be yours as well.
My precious Carmen...
inside you,
you carry my blood, my milk,
my tears.
Take them to my Masilda.
Both of you, share them.
Feast on me.
And I will live inside you forever.
Loving.
Dancing.
Laughing.
Do it.
Wait up, asshole. What's your name?
Ramon.
Are you Mexican, Ramon?
Yes, yes. Francisco is my wife's cousin. He gave you the money, right?
Now wait for the truck.
Nothing's wrong.
Look.
For you.
You're okay.
Don't cry anymore, blue night
Your shadows shelter my soul
For now, fly without fear
It's time for me to leave
If I get lost in the wind
The wind has given me wings
Sing the echo of who I've been
And my blood burns all the way to dawn
Thank you.
What's your name, sir?
Angel. And yours?
-And where are we going, Carmen? -To your city.
The City of Angels.
I've never said no to an adventure.
Me neither.
Angel. This is my friend Pablo.
He is going to Los Angeles and he offered to take us.
Are you sure?
Yes. We've taken you far enough.
No, it's too much.
Please.
Thank you.
Be careful, Carmen.
Always remember that the thing you're running from
is almost always the thing you are running toward.
Thank you.
Why don't you get rid of Blondie and come with me?
Because he's a man, and you're a musician.
I understand Spanish.
She's here, they're here.
Make way for her.
She is from nowhere in particular,
but she knows where she comes from and she knows where she is going.
Clear the way for this woman.
Her strength is her root, her story.
What holds her when she loses her way, when she doesn't know where to go.
Clear the way for her strength.
The strength of her blood.
The strength of her mother, of her grandmother,
of the soil fighting to emerge.
Throw me a chance,
and chance will throw you back to me.
Clear the way for this woman. Majestic in her domains.
She is from nowhere in particular,
but she knows where she comes from
and she knows where she is going.
Clear the way for this woman.
Her story is her root.
What holds her when she loses her way,
when she doesn't know where to go.
Clear the way for her strength.
The strength of her blood.
The strength of her mother, of her grandmother,
of the soil fighting to emerge.
Throw me a chance, and chance will bring you back to me.
Clear the way for this woman.
Come and rest on me.
Put your life on pause.
Rest in my lap.
Come and rest on my chest.
Life is a mystery that no one can solve.
What's important is to know who you are
and where you want to go.
What's important is to know who you are
and where you want to go.
If you're looking for a place to be free
Free from that hurtful thing
That oppresses your soul
If you need refuge from what kills
From the tides of this world
Come to me
Who the fuck is it?
How many times do I have to tell you I don't want to be bothered? Fuck.
Yeah, I know. Calm down.
This Mexican girl is really insisting.
What girl?
Come in.
Carmen, is that you?
Holy Mary!
My God, I can't believe it.
You've got your mother's eyes.
Like burning coals.
They killed her.
Damn those sons of bitches.
My mom told me you were like sisters.
Yes.
Sisters of life and sisters of death.
I wanted to ask you if I could stay here for a night or two?
Of course. Of course, sweetheart.
Can I give you a hug?
Oh, Carmencita.
Carmencita, little girl.
The quiet ones with the manners always have the big pee pees.
Masilda, stop.
See what I have to put up with?
He looks like he has a good pee pee, doesn't he?
Yes, you have lots of potential. Lots of potential.
It's true.
I'm sure he's hungry too.
Give him something to eat.
Get some food.
No, no, no. It's okay.
It's the first time you enter my home. Let me do it.
In Sevilla, in my family, we do it like this.
These feet know how to dance, right? They're butterflies.
Sorry. I didn't see you.
You do it beautifully, Carmen.
Precious.
I don't dance like her.
You don't need to.
Everyone dances how they feel. That's how it's supposed to be.
Look at yourself.
You're beautiful.
Everything you're looking for is here.
Inside you, everything is here.
Don't doubt it.
Oh, my little girl.
Get it out.
Don't torture yourself anymore.
Get it out and don't torture yourself anymore.
She is here with us.
I miss her.
She is here with us.
She is here, feel her.
Everything is wrong.
I don't know what I'm doing here.
-You're alive. -Why am I here and not her?
You're alive.
And you're looking for yourself, and that is already a gift.
Don't worry about anything else.
She will always be with us. Always.
Carmen.
Dance.
Dance, because that is what she made you for. To dance.
Dance. Dancing will heal you.
Don't worry about anything.
For her. Dance for her and for you.
Look.
Do you feel it?
Can you feel her here?
Your hands are cold.
Cold hands and warm heart.
Why didn't she tell me about this place? Why did she leave?
She needed to be with your grandmother.
And then with you.
She sacrificed herself for both of you, but...
you have to make sure it was worth it.
Don't torture yourself anymore.
You have to be free.
Beautiful Carmen.
Let's move our skirts.
And let's dance.
And let's sing.
That's what we were born for.
We built this place together, your mother and I.
We dreamt of every corner.
We would stay up late, smoking and drinking.
Dreaming.
This place is your home.
You can always come here, whenever you want.
Always.
She'll be waiting for you because she is here in your heart.
She is in both of our hearts.
Why do you think we named the club La Sombra Poderosa?
Because Zilah means "shadow"
and Masilda means "strong."
Strong shadow.
-Dance for me here, okay? -Here?
Yes. I can even change the name if you want.
I can name it El Poema Poderoso.
Because Carmen means "poem."
And you're the beautiful poem that she wrote.
Pull me back.
I was still a young girl
Oh, what a young girl!
When you found me by chance
How convenient!
And because of your worldly charm
You crushed the flower of my innocence
He took it away.
You did with me what all men do
The ones who are like you with women
They're assholes!
So don't be surprised that now
I tell you who you are to your face
What is he? What is he?
Bad man
What is he?
Your soul is so vile
That it has no name
You are a scoundrel, you are evil
You are a bad man
I belong to myself.
And to my heart.
And I go wherever it calls me.
Do you understand?
The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners...
now, and at the hour of our death.
Mother.
You told me to fly...
It's a cruel God who grants you the gift of flight...
but never allows you to land.
Let's go.
You paid to see blood and blood is what you'll see.
Blood of my blood. She is one of a kind.
Carmen. The most beautiful poem, made into a woman.
Wait
This too shall pass
It's dust
From what is to come
To be able to tell What happened without the pain
To be able to sing it, you and I
I know
You want, you want to know
If you
Are going to be saved today
If time
Will heal everything
To be able to sing Like someone without fear
To be able to sing it
You and I
-One -Get up, get up
-Two -Get up, get up, get up
-Three -Get up, get up
-Four -Get up, get up
-Five -Get up, get up
-Six -Get up, get up, get up
-Seven -Get up, get up
-Eight -Get up, get up, get up