Amelia Lópes O'Neill (1991) - full transcript

AMELIA LOPES O'NEILL

The story of a faithful woman

from the port of Valparaiso

told by a sorry thief

I read what you

wrote about Amelia.

Not everything is true!

I know! I usually make up a

large part of my chronicles.

Better said, I imagine.

This time your

imagination fell short.

Juanito!

Well, I hear you.

Amelia Lopes O'Neill

I think I know you.

That's impossible.

No one knows me,

I change my face every day.

Are you a politician?

I'm a magician.

Is it a profession?

No.

A vocation.

Well...

I hear you.

I am a magician,

graduated in the best school

in the world, not far from here.

But it's not my story that

I want to talk to you about.

I want the world to know that

Amelia Lopes O'Neill is not...

was never what people... "believe".

People will believe what I tell them.

And will you tell

me your true story?

Amelia has been, is and will be

a woman without history.

No, she was not my wife,

neither was my lover,

we were friends.

Bravo, in Berlin I met a

magician almost as agile as you.

Today Amelia is

on everyone's lips.

But whatever they say.

No one will be able to tarnish her name!

Nobody!

Not while I'm alive.

You're alive, but she...

Listen.

Beautiful music.

In Paris I met a pianist

who did it wonderfully well.

You are not easily impressed!

You are exactly the person I need.

I'm all ears.

Who was Amelia Lopes O'Neill?

First of all, Amelia

was a faithful woman.

The only faithful woman

I have ever known.

And I know what it's like

to be the faithful one!

Look, this city...

without going any further,

I don't like it very much,

to be honest.

It's so sad, it makes you petty.

This city kills us little by little.

With that and everything,

I have remained faithful to Valparaiso.

Before I was a thief.

And here they say that

thieves are traveling birds.

I have never stolen in another city.

I remained faithful to this port

I must say that it was in

the exercise of my profession

that I had the honor of meeting

Miss Amelia Lopes O'Neill.

Be careful Miss, it's too late!

Don't you want me to escort you?

At this time

it's better not to risk it...

Amelia! Amelia come here!

- Ame, Ame...

- Ana!

- Ana, Ana.

- Ame, Ame...

Please calm down, Ana!

We have to take her to the hospital!

Amelia, I have to show you something.

Come.

In Miss Lopes' house there

was nothing worth stealing.

Almost nothing.

A ring, empty coffers,

unpaid bills, unfulfilled promises.

Before dying

Don Carlos made me swear

to only open this little

box in case of life or death.

Now it's the case!

I have to go see this person.

She is crazy!

Days later I saw Amelia again

under similar circumstances.

We had been preparing a robbery

at the office of one of the

best-known lawyers in Valparaiso.

I was in the office... hiding,

waiting for everyone to leave,

when Amelia unexpectedly entered.

Time is cruel.

The last time I saw you, you were

a girl and I held you in my arms.

We took a walk around the port.

Your father was in great shape

and my wife was still alive.

How quickly time passes.

That year we saw the

Governor's Chair four times.

Something exceptional!

Of course this year is too.

The bad thing about it is that...

I am obliged to deny

it in official meetings.

It's amazing how the years go by!

You look like my

current wife's older sister.

You didn't get married?

Yes, people thought we were

brothers, your father and I.

What an absurd accident!

I'm sure he died

laughing out loud.

But you didn't come here

so we could talk about this.

Sit down.

Yes, she wanted me to take care of

her children posthumously, let's say.

But don't think you're

the first to come...

you're old enough to know that.

Your father had several families,

and when I say several, I'm

not talking about two or three.

But you,

you are not like the others,

you are like your mother.

I knew her very well.

Look!

We were boyfriends but she

preferred your father. Finally...

you are nothing like her,

I see that you get to the point.

You came to ask me for

money that doesn't belong to you.

I do not owe you anything.

Do you know what my motto is?

Money calls money.

But you have to get your

hands dirty to get it.

You understand me, right?

Of course you do!

We are equal.

No.

I thought that he left us money

in case of need. That's all.

I made a mistake.

But does not matter.

In that you are just

like your mother!

There is not only the money.

Are you interested in the rest?

I don't understand you.

I'm not like the others,

make no mistake.

- Goodbye.

- Hang on a minute.

How strange, one is capable of

anything to satisfy certain whims.

Come closer.

Don't be afraid, I'm not

even going to touch you.

Look!

The Governor's Chair.

An illusion!

People say it is a ghost island,

the island of the dead.

You already know

things like that.

Can you hear me?

Listen to me.

Now you're going to do

something very... very dirty.

You're going to get naked.

Take everything off.

Of course I will have the decency

not to look because I am a gentleman.

However, from now

on we will know...

that a very ugly thing

has happened between us.

No, I don't want to!

But it is not out of modesty,

but because you consider it that way.

You are just like your mother!

Don't you want the check?

And when she came out,

I couldn't stop following her.

She walked towards the port and

stopped in front of "The Happy Stone".

I know you hate that place,

but she liked to go there.

She would spend hours observing

the unlucky lovers come and go,

the prostitutes, the crazy ones.

If I could kill myself several times

a day for you, I'd do it immediately.

I want to die with you!

- Let it be now!

- No...

How strange... it seems that

the wind would carry the voices.

Create and destroy relationships.

I was reading in the hotel bed

and I heard the inconsolable

crying of a woman.

I thought it was an illusion,

but when I looked

I found you in the distance,

and I knew that the wind

wanted to bring us together.

I'm a romantic, you know?

Leave me, I need to be alone!

It's just that I'm the

one who brings loneliness!

All the women who met me know it.

Do not be afraid.

It saddens me.

Today is my birthday,

I'm celebrating it!

Don't you want to accompany me?

Don't look at me like that!

You're just doing your job...

You have to respect your clients!

Look me in the eyes,

and promise me that you'll never

do anything like that again.

Don't go!

Don't go, I'm a bit of a doctor,

I can help her.

Mrs... I'm here to die.

Mrs... I don't want to go alone.

It is not true that the people of

Valparaiso like nightlife so much.

It barely gets dark

and decent people lock themselves

in their house, not out of fear.

It's from pure pettiness,

not to spend.

They turn off the lights and

spy on us from the darkness.

And when hearing the wind whistling,

they close their eyes

and nightmares come!

Let no one be mistaken,

let's not fool ourselves...

When night falls, whoever walks

down the street in Valparaiso,

It's because it's up to no good.

It's because they are bad

people like us, or worse.

And from time to time, far away,

a lady from a good family,

drifting, desperate, as if she's lost.

A tea with milk.

Do you know that one?

No. I don't know her.

Thank you.

A "gin-with-gin".

Amelia Lopes?

Yeah.

I don't think you recognize me,

we haven't seen each other in ten years!

But I see you on the

street from time to time.

My mother lives near your house.

I don't remember her...

My mother was your mother's dressmaker.

We were friends.

And one day your mother decided

that I was not good company for you.

You were ten years old.

She died a long time ago...

I hate her!

Well... she has already died...

Let me introduce myself:

They call me Ginette la Rouge.

I'm an artist.

Nice to meet you.

Sit with me.

It's not cool to be alone.

How did you land here?

I was cold.

And that's why you were crying?

No, it wasn't for that.

I never cry.

I hate people who cry.

My daughter never stops crying.

But you, you are my friend

and I forgive you everything.

How's your sister?

Very badly.

And your father?

It's true...

he died.

Forgive me.

I read it in the newspapers.

- Were you crying for him?

- No.

No. I don't know why I was crying.

Who is she?

A friend.

What's happening?

She doesn't want to be with me.

Do a trick for her!

- He is a magician.

- I can see that.

We have a number in the "Taproom".

Will you join us?

You'll be my guest.

Do you want to come?

Of course! You are not

proud like your mother!

That night,

Amelia decided to stay with us.

I told myself: "She's going to end up

getting bored, she's going to leave..."

And when we realized that

she wasn't planning to leave,

that she was going to stay all night,

we said to ourselves:

"What is she looking for?"

I thought:

"What happened is that she

recognized the stolen ring."

No, it's not for you!

"When she gets out of

here she's going to report us

and they're going

to put us all in jail."

This ring has never existed,

it was an illusion!

But we were wrong.

- With her, one was always wrong.

- My ring, my ring, you are a thief!

We start in half an hour.

Come with us,

you'll see my number.

If you don't come

I'll think you despise me!

Then I will accompany you by taxi.

In our cabaret, we could

find the best and the worst.

Or, as we used to say, the worst of

the best and the best of the worst.

What's the matter?

- I'm "desesperate".

- It is said desperate.

No, I'm "desesperate".

Look!

Ladies and gentlemen!

This chest comes

from Cueva del Chivato.

And it belonged to Francis Drake!

Look!

Paint my lips.

Now I'll do your makeup...

Like every

Tuesday at 1:30,

The neighborhood doctor appeared.

As he demanded, we treated him

as if he was coming for the first time.

- A sun and shadow.

- As usual, he approached the bar.

As always, he searched for a

new face in the women's tables.

Will you dance the

next bolero with me?

I think you are wrong.

What does it mean?

I am not from here.

I was about to leave.

Isn't she from here?

Yeah! Like everyone...

go dance with him.

Just a bolero.

Go ahead and dance!

Will you dance the next bolero with me?

I think you are wrong.

I'll introduce myself, my name is

Fernando Marin. Are you new here?

I am not from here.

Don't tell me, what's your name?

And you, do you always say your name?

- Sure.

- Aren't you afraid to say it?

Are you?

No, but I already told you,

I'm not from here.

Where are you from?

I wanted to say that I never

come here, or very rarely.

And I think I won't come back.

In that case, will it be the

last time we see each other?

That's how it is.

And elsewhere?

Do not make fun of me!

Of course all girls must say the same!

I don't know, I don't know them all...

Lend me your handkerchief.

Why did you do that?

Don't you like it more like this?

I don't know.

You look different.

Yes it is different,

do you like me with more makeup?

Yeah.

Have I hurt you?

Yeah.

I'm sorry. But is that...

with the makeup you seemed more...

hm... I meant to say less...

More or less what?

What do you choose?

- You were more suited to this place.

- So what?

I'm sorry!

I didn't want to offend you.

What can I do to make you forgive me?

Guess it.

- It is cooling down.

- Yeah.

Thank you.

Let's walk a little and

then I'll escort you.

It is about to dawn.

I have an office near here.

And I have another one downtown.

I'm here from 3 to 5 every day.

You already know where to find me.

If you have a problem

don't hesitate to come see me.

Come.

No.

Where are you taking me?

Let me go.

No.

Won't you ask me anything?

Not even if I'm married?

No.

I don't have a very good memory,

but how can I forget

a night like that!

It was the same night that

they were mourning

one of the three American

cigarette smuggling bosses.

They buried him at dawn.

How are you?

Who died?

The dwarf Farias.

They killed him the

day before yesterday.

Those smugglers do not forgive.

And you, how are you,

do you want a painkiller?

No, thanks.

I'm sorry.

I couldn't guess.

I had already been told that

some women from good families

came down to the

port to have fun.

But how was I supposed to

know that you were a virgin...

If you have any problem,

come see me.

Don't go to the other office,

come to this one.

You are the first.

You will say the same thing in a

few months with more conviction.

The first and the last.

Here, is that enough?

Don't know.

Take double, okay?

I don't have the slightest idea.

Now you are a professional.

Take it all, that's all I have!

We, those of Cerro Mariposa,

we believe that souls

appear when the frost falls,

and almost always after

an earthquake, or a crime,

or while some authority is buried.

So it was.

Because in that same morning,

they say, the late Lopes

decided to visit his

family for the first time.

- Dad.

- And from that day on,

the late Lopes repeated his visit

every Tuesday at 8:20.

Where is Ana?

- She is she sleeping.

- That's weird!

Ana.

Ana!

Get up, Ana, get up!

I'm going to die, little sister.

What will you do without me?

Of course you're not going to die!

We'll take you to the hospital.

No! I don't want to!

I don't want to!

Come on!

And the painkillers? Petronila!

It hurts.

It hurts me.

It will pass.

Dad came to see me.

He told me I had to meet him.

Try to sleep.

And you?

You will stay here.

You will be able to get married,

have children, and you'll be happy.

- Come on, take this.

- Why?

It will calm you down, take it.

No, that's useless.

Come on, take it!

And these photos?

They are mine.

Why haven't you ever

shown them to me?

Because they are mine.

Who is he with?

Guess it.

Days after,

Amelia began her long

walks around the city.

Twice a week we saw her

crossing our neighborhood,

heading to the

Customs warehouses,

then quickening her pace she

headed towards the Happy Stone,

where she would stay for hours

hearing the cries of the guilty lovers.

In those days

I got into the habit of

visiting Amelia's house,

I arrived at night, walked around

the block and I would leave.

I never stole or touched anything.

That's why I think I'm the

only one who truly knows

the house of air drafts.

Lieutenant Fernandez

finished his deck patrol...

I wish you would

come more often, Boss!

When girls are alone they

do whatever comes to mind,

They ignore me!

The girls are

leading a bad life.

Lately they say that

you are already dead!

Thank goodness you're back, or else...

I don't even have a cent

and I still have expenses!

And I don't have a penny.

- Good morning, young lady!

- Good morning.

My mom is imagining things...

She's thinking that I am your father,

but it will pass.

Yes I know what happens!

I am not crazy!

That's what I believe.

What to do...

You have to talk to someone

with the things that

happen in this house!

Well, mom, I'm leaving.

So soon?

But we barely talked...

Yeah, and whose fault is it, hm?

When will you come back?

Next month.

- Dad!

- Oh my God, Ana!

Dad!

- Ana!

- Dad!

Anna, stop it!

Dad! Is my dad...

Petronila!

Here...

Calm down, Ana.

Here...

Ana.

The sheet... good.

Here.

You'll be fine...

We must call a doctor immediately!

He won't want to come.

What are you saying?

Why not?

Call him yourself.

He won't pay attention to me

since we've never paid him.

But this is an emergency!

Miss, just a few minutes.

She is very weak,

your sister lost a lot of blood.

It's better that you

come back tomorrow.

Amelia!

I had such a strange dream.

Don't speak...

We took a boat ride with dad.

And then he...

he was taking us to an island, but

when we reached the center of the lake

dad told me:

"Let's go see your sister's boyfriend."

I saw a man in white,

who was sweeping

between a long... row of coffins.

Then, Dad said:

"It's nap time!"

He got into a coffin...

and immediately thousands

of sparrows landed on him.

I started to laugh,

but you... you made me shut up.

Then we both got into some coffins.

There were many people,

but they had no faces.

Then the man took

a box of matches...

and he lit the candles,

the candles... of a wedding cake.

The island began to move,

then we left,

on the other side of the sea.

You and I were dressed as brides.

The flames burned the clothes...

that turned red like blood.

And later black,

very, very black.

Ana, you must rest.

- I'll see you again tomorrow.

- No please, don't leave me alone!

- See you tomorrow.

- No.

Please come out, Miss!

Your sister must rest.

Yes doctor.

Amelia is him!

The man of the island...

- Look at these!

- Who are they?

My toys!

I do whatever I want with them.

Look what I do with the others!

Have you seen this one?

I cut off its head,

But I haven't erased its face, see?

You are a very bad girl.

But not with you,

I'm good with you

because you play with me.

Where are you going? Don't go!

Don't leave me alone!

- Good night.

- Good night.

Do you want an explanation?

Yeah.

Is that why you came?

Well yes,

That's what I've come for.

Aren't you satisfied with my letter?

Your letter fell into

the hands of my wife.

- It entertains you?

- No.

Why didn't you destroy it?

- I don't know.

- Did you at least read it?

No.

And she...

she didn't read it to you?

She has her dignity.

I imagined.

- What did you say in the letter?

- The letter?

Nothing special.

It said that I love you.

Even if you share your

life with another woman.

It also said that I forgive

you and that I'm waiting for you.

Amelia, let's see if you

understand it once and for all:

We are not married,

and we never will be!

Why?

Why would I do it?

Because I'm Amelia Lopes O'Neill.

Let's go to a quieter place.

To your office?

Are you crazy?

Yeah.

Did you really wish

you'd never met me?

Yeah.

And neither would

you have married me,

even knowing that I am a Lopes O’Neill

and that I will be

faithful to you forever?

No.

And you don't even find

me pretty, or intelligent,

and you would prefer any whore

rather than a woman like me.

It is probable.

And then?

Then what?

Then?

I don't know what to think.

Are you happy with your wife?

Yes, extremely happy.

Does she know it?

No, she will never know!

Why?

She has enough with her illness.

Is she sick?

Very sick.

Does she know it?

No.

So...

I like it, because she seems invisible.

Are you surprised?

I have the feeling

of never having seen her.

Sometimes I even have a

hard time recognizing her.

The only thing I see in her

is her suffering, her pain.

That's what I like about her.

But you seem happy.

No, is not that...

serene, I would say.

So what?

Nothing.

I bore you.

It's normal, we are married.

You don't love me anymore.

It's not that.

Goodbye.

Wait, don't you

want me to pay you?

No, it's not worth it!

I want to pay you.

Whatever you want.

Take. And another thing...

we will not see each other again.

Whatever you want.

Anyway I'll wait for you.

You're going to waste your time.

What are you doing here?

I'm waiting for my mom.

Mom told me that if I

don't move from here

all my wishes are

going to come true.

Aren't you cold?

Never. How do you think I'll be

able to have everything I want?

I don't know anything about that.

You should know it.

I want to have money.

It's the only thing I like.

I don't like to spend it,

I like to look at it and smell it.

Close your eyes.

It was May 21.

I've never liked patriotic holidays

because they bring bad luck.

And that time was no exception.

Ginette fell in

love with a student,

and left with him for

Santiago, leaving me with Lili.

They were difficult days...

You won't believe me

but it was thanks to Amelia

that I was finally

able to find Ginette,

It was the time when her walks were

starting to get longer and longer,

she walked as always at random

and sometimes, for no reason,

she would suddenly enter

one of those crummy restaurants

that are abundant in

the port neighborhood.

It's been a long time since

we've seen each other!

I'm dead! Thank goodness

I don't work on the street.

I only travel in first class!

Doctors, lawyers...

I know I shouldn't talk about that.

It's not right.

I should act like we

don't know each other,

but I thought we were friends!

It's not that...

I've lost my way a little...

I don't know what's happening to me.

You're in love?

No.

One is always

the last to notice!

No!

I'm not in love.

It's more than that!

I know what it's

like to be in love.

And I assure you

that is not my case.

I'm married, that's all.

When?

You know it!

With him?

But he is married!

I already know it.

He takes me for a whore,

but it's not true.

We are forever married.

Don't try to understand me.

It is enough for me

to understand myself.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

In that we are different...

I am sure of what

is happening to me.

But does he know?

Yes, I wrote to

him several times.

I have explained it to him.

His wife also knows it.

You are crazy.

Completely crazy.

No, no, I'm just a faithful woman.

When my father was alive

maybe he would have

agreed to do frivolous things,

he would have forgiven him.

But he is no longer

around to do it

and now I must be a daughter...

a model daughter.

Mercurio newspaper!

Mercurio newspaper!

Mercurio newspaper!

The newspaper, boss?

Then came the difficult days.

Our cabaret was closed

after a pitched battle

between Swedish and Spanish sailors,

which left some dead.

Among those who were

arrested was Amelia.

That's how the scandal broke out.

HIGH SOCIETY LADY

ARRESTED FOR DEPRAVITY

Good morning.

You don't know me.

No, but I appreciate you coming.

I have very few visitors.

I don't know if I should thank you.

I am Fernando's wife.

Do you miss him?

No, possibly not.

You are very worthy.

I decided to come because

Fernando didn't want to.

I know that you see each other.

It's true.

Poor Fernando!

He tries to hide it from me.

He loves you.

That's what he says.

It's his technique.

He tells them all the same thing,

to inspire them confidence.

It's curious. He is very cunning

and naive at the same time.

I don't know.

I don't know what kind of

man he can be, Fernando.

I only know that he came to me,

he wanted to buy me,

and that I sold myself to him.

We all sell out.

Yeah.

But I've only sold out once.

You don't even

believe what you say!

You keep giving yourself,

and not always for money!

That is not true.

He gave me money,

and I surrendered.

And is it forever?

Yeah.

I would like to believe it.

You know I'm telling the truth.

No one will believe you,

least of all Fernando!

My father would have believed me,

but he is dead.

I too will die soon.

Look, I'll promise you something...

If the beyond exists,

I will pray that Fernando

sees clearly and loves you.

It's not worth it.

Why?

Because I don't love him.

I'm a faithful woman, that's all.

Ana.

Someone is asking for you!

- Who is it?

- A woman that didn't want to go in.

Why?

She said she didn't want to.

Good morning, young lady.

You don't remember me.

We met years ago,

when I lived in this neighborhood.

I am a friend of her sister,

and I bring a message from her.

Come on.

No, thanks.

I can't enter in the house

of well-off people.

Do not say that!

We are no longer well-off.

You're wrong.

Your family's honor is intact.

Your sister is a very

respectable woman.

That's not what

they say out there...

but I appreciate that

you want to comfort me.

I guess you don't believe me!

No, no, don't think that.

You said something about a message,

didn't you?

Yes.

Here it is.

What does this mean?

She said you would need it.

I don't want this money!

Please leave.

Take it, it's an order!

Please leave.

When you accept the money!

It's mine, Amelia gave it to me.

I see her every day in jail.

I take care of her and I don't

like her being put down. Take it!

Well... thank you so much.

Do you know what I discovered then?

I realized that Amelia's absence

made me want to steal again.

It was at that time that I made

my most notable robberies!

I told myself: "It's okay to steal."

"By stealing I am revenging the

injustice they committed with Amelia."

I made contact with my old classmates

in the Academy of the Agile Hands,

at least they respected me.

They knew that I was

much more than a thief:

I was an emeritus academic!

Because outside the Academy

one comes out as a magician, a fine

locksmith, a mechanic, even an inventor!

After three months, and without any

intervention from the Lopes family,

Amelia was released.

No charges were maintained against her.

I hope we'll see

each other more often.

- You told me that you had a message?

- What?

You told me about a

message from my husband.

Ah, him!

Yeah, him.

He didn't seem very worried.

The truth is that he is overwhelmed

with everything that has happened!

- What happened?

- Don't you know? His wife...

What happened to his wife?

She died 5 days ago.

Stop here! Stop right here!

What's wrong with you?

I don't understand you.

I am Fernando's wife.

I beg you, don't forget it!

She is as crazy as her father...

In those months so many

things had happened:

Big scams, big parties,

various scandals.

Each of the inhabitants of Valparaiso

already had an opinion on Amelia.

Neither scandalous nor compassionate,

they laughed at her.

They thought that what happened

to Amelia was terribly comical.

And since it was spring,

everything had to be fun!

We already know that the spring is the

time of joy, of the homeland, of kites.

A plague, the famous kites!

They come in, they come out,

I don't know where

the money comes from!

The ladies are

each on their own!

You should do something, boss.

And those gentlemen who

say they are their friends...

and Don Fernando who comes and goes

as if he was in his own house!

Mom, they're going to hear you.

The lady is here.

She will end up believing that you

are serious, that this is not a joke.

These English people

are all the same!

They look like kids...

you know one, you know them all!

Who are you?

Introduce me, dear.

He is my husband.

His name is Aliro Valdes de la Parra.

He was a friend of your late father.

He was a very good friend.

If you knew how he felt when

he found out about his death.

Good morning,

I was also your father's friend.

He is the blind Valdes.

My name is Sean O'Ryan,

Captain of the Merchant Marine.

They've been waiting

you for three days.

This gringo and I have

a debt with his father.

Not me, I paid him mine!

My husband promised to build you

a house when you get married.

And I was in charge of ordering

the wedding dress from Italy.

And the groom's from England.

He came up with

the idea of ​​the chest,

to make it look like a

pirate's treasure trove!

I already have the plans for the house.

But who is the gift for?

For me or my sister?

I didn't know there were sisters,

he told me: "It's for my daughter!"

It must be her.

What if is for the other one?

Bad luck.

I hope you like the gifts.

And I think that they are not

the only ones, right, white girl?

I don't think many people

received orders from her father

or kept the money to this day.

I'll get my sight back before that!

When you went to

Santiago on vacation

your father came here with

me to fly kites. What a champion!

There are lucky people

and unlucky people,

I, for example, am not lucky.

Nothing ever happened to your father,

who was so in love!

Me, on the other hand,

who rarely had a little fling...

Look how I turned out.

They attacked my husband with acid

and deformed his face, he went blind.

It was all over the newspapers.

In the English bar they call him

"The Phantom of the Opera"!

In the end, only way is to marry

the maid! Isn't that right, white girl?

Miss, are you feeling bad?

No, it's nothing.

- What's going on?

- She's crying.

Don't worry!

It's not important.

Do you want something to drink?

No, daughter, thank you.

We're already going.

Shit! They cut me off!

Nobody plays fair in this country!

Good morning.

What is this?

This is for you.

Your wedding gift.

I accepted a bartender position.

I had stopped stealing

because I knew she was free.

I almost never saw her,

but I knew she couldn't be far away

She hasn't come.

She's not in "Taproom" either.

Don't be surprised.

You don't know me, but I do know you.

I'm Amelia's friend.

From what I see she has

many friends in this bar.

No, you're wrong!

Around here,

people respect and love her.

Definitely.

Well, I must see her.

Do you want to

leave her a message?

I have nothing to say,

her sister does.

She wants Amelia to

come back to her house.

If she doesn't want to, at least she

should make an appearance Saturday

at the Church of Sacred Heart.

After the wedding,

if she wishes, she can leave.

If I see her I'll pass the message.

- Thank you.

- Don't you want to have a drink?

No, thanks.

Don't you want to wait a moment?

Maybe she shows up.

I doubt it, goodbye.

Hello Doctor!

Are you no longer marrying Amelia?

♪ That's love ♪

♪ Spring ♪

I was looking for you.

We can't talk here.

♪ Summer ♪

- Come on.

- ♪ The hand ♪

♪ Autumn ♪

♪ A sapling ♪

♪ Winter ♪

♪ Hell ♪

♪ That's love ♪

♪ Yes sir ♪

Should anyone present

know of any reason

that this couple should not

be joined in holy matrimony,

speak now

or forever hold your peace.

Me! Me!

Fernando.

Do you accept Ana as your wife

and promise to love, respect and be

faithful to her until death do you part?

I do.

Ana, do you accept Fernando as

your husband and promise to love,

respect and be faithful to him

until death do you part?

I do.

I saw the doctor quite often.

He wanted to meet

Amelia at any cost.

He knew that she was pregnant and

was determined to avoid any scandal.

Several times a week

he would pass by the bar

and would send threatening

messages to Amelia.

More than once he made

me do some run-and-tell,

but Amelia refused to see him.

On those days she found refuge in

Mrs. Antonia's house, Ginette's mother.

A few months later

Cristobal was born.

It is awful! I have never seen

anything so ugly in my life!

We should kill him!

He will be very good looking

when he grows up.

- I don’t believe it!

- Look at his eyes!

Yeah, but he's stupid,

he doesn't even know how to speak!

Where is Amelia?

Don't know.

I want to ask you something.

It won't be for tonight!

- Why? Are you going out?

- Yeah.

- Oh, can I go too? Can I?

- Yes, my love.

The boy is still very small.

If something happens,

what do I do?

You know where to find us.

He will look a lot like you.

I have a name, my name is Pamela!

- Have you changed your name again?

- It's my stage name.

Amelia!

I lost sight of her.

7 years passed,

of which I don't remember anything.

Absolutely nothing.

I had gotten used to Amelia's presence.

But the world continued on its course.

People died, left,

and of course, now we had to

count on Cristobal, the newcomer.

During the day,

Amelia lived only for him.

But as soon as night came

she completely forgot her son.

She left the house,

went down to the port, to the slums,

and there she would

settle in any bar and wait.

In one of those bars she

ended up finding Fernando.

Good night.

Have you been waiting long?

No, not much.

I have traveled a lot lately.

And I took Ana to

Europe for treatment.

She is much better.

Maybe we can have

a child next year.

And Cristobal, how is he?

Why?

Do you want to take him?

Yeah.

So, try it!

Amelia, you must understand.

You won't change your life.

You like what you do, but he...

Look at those people!

Do you like to see your child

living in this environment?

Could be worse.

You could say that

time had stopped...

Do you want to come with me?

We told ourselves:

"They are together,

everything starts again..."

Yeah.

We saw them leave together.

Cristobal saw them

and followed them secretly.

As if he knew the way.

Do you remember the Condell Galleries?

Before there was a movie theater that

showed those love and adventure movies.

Mrs. Ana liked to go to that

movie theater in the afternoons,

so she had to pass right in

front of her sister's store.

She always walked past her,

pretending not to see her.

Which gave a lot to talk about.

Until one day,

she ended up deciding to nip that

"what they will say" in the bud

and faced her rival.

Go play somewhere else.

You'll end up

burning the dresses!

Lili, Lili!

I don't want to play with you!

You can't find me!

And my name is not Lili, I'm Gina.

Cristobal, Cristobal enough!

Cristobal come here right now!

Come here.

- Is it him?

- Yes it's him.

I don't know why I did it.

He should have married you,

he loves you.

What are you saying?

I do not know anything about that.

I only know one thing...

he can't love me,

because I'm not sick.

I don't have that luck.

- What do you mean?

- Do you think he loves you?

Possibly.

You are sick.

He loves your illness.

Not you.

He healed me himself.

I'm not the same anymore,

do you understand?

All the more reason!

I'd be careful if I were you.

I already told you that Cristobal

liked to spy on his mother.

He followed her wherever she went.

People knew and protected him.

She sometimes crossed paths

with him without even recognizing.

He stayed there, as if lost,

but without complaining.

He never cried.

He never laughed either.

Are you forgetting something?

- Amelia!

- What?

Now I'm sure, at least I think.

What are you sure about?

It's too late.

Oh, yes! Do you love me?

Yeah.

It's not a reason not to pay me.

Pay me.

Here go!

Nothing else?

Yeah.

Well, I appreciate it very much.

Cristobal!

Mommy!

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

Oh my love.

Fernando!

For two weeks, Cristobal's

life was hanging by a thread.

And suddenly, one day,

turned out that he was out of danger.

He recovered quickly,

almost too quickly.

But he became nervous,

irritable and fragile.

Amelia decided to take

him out of Valparaiso.

Are there animals too?

- Of course, many!

- And also wedding dresses?

There are wedding dresses

everywhere, my love.

I want to leave tomorrow.

No, because you are still very weak.

No I'm not.

Surprise! Close your eyes!

You have a visitor...

- Hello!

- Nothing else?

Do you still want to marry me?

No, I do not want any more.

What a pity!

And my gift?

I want my gift!

But you still can't eat it!

- Then what is it for?

- You'll have to wait.

Hello, how is the patient?

Mom, he won't let me get up

to call you on the phone.

He's right,

you're still very weak.

Because he is always right!

Cristobal, the man has a name,

his name is Fernando.

Is not true!

He has no name, I don't like him.

He is awful,

I'll close my eyes right now

and you'll see how I'm not going to

open them until he's gone from here.

It didn't take long for Amelia

to become known as a dressmaker.

She earned a lot

and had enough for everything.

Meanwhile, Lili became the

girlfriend of a Swedish sailor.

Blood red and very tight.

That's why I'd prefer you to make it,

my grandmother would never do it!

Come here.

Hey Lili, are you in love?

Women never fall in love!

And even less for foreigners.

And why are you getting married then?

Because he lives far away

and gives me dolls.

You're too old

to play with dolls!

Be still!

When we get married

we are going to live here.

And the boat,

is he going to leave it?

He's going to do whatever I want!

Hello!

Who are you greeting?

My dad.

Since he went to Limache,

Amelia came much less to the bar.

But once a month we saw

her enter like a soul in pain...

she sat at her usual table

in the back of the room and waited.

She waited in vain,

because Fernando was not coming.

He couldn't come.

Are you crying?

I can't.

You can see him.

Come with me.

What's the matter?

Hello Cristobal!

Sing me something.

I don't know how to sing.

Yes, you do know how to sing.

Amelia!

Amelia, hurry up, come!

Amelia!

Amelia, Cristobal is dead.

That was the year of misfortunes!

The year of the flood,

the flu epidemic,

the year of the general strike,

of the customs fire.

Who was going to notice

Amelia's misfortunes?

Everyone had forgotten her.

Despite herself, Amelia

ended up returning to her sister.

They never separated since.

They had the habit

of going out to eat

every Sunday night in a restaurant

not far from The Happy Stone.

Regarding the facts, I read everything

I know in your Wednesday chronicle.

But, what I read

felt like I lived it myself.

Right now I can see

and describe the scene.

I see the waiter approaching

Fernando and speaking to him,

as he stands up and runs

towards the Happy Stone,

where they say they've

seen Ana walking...

Now I'm seeing Amelia.

She is alone,

she finds the goodbye letter

her sister left her.

But she doesn't feel nervous.

It's not the first time that her

sister tries to end her days...

She now hears the screams

of people coming and going.

She now sees the accident.

I'm looking at Amelia

witnessing the tragedy

of Fernando falling

between the rocks,

how the waves swallow him...

I see her staying there,

motionless,

perplexed, absent...

No!

Leave me!

No! I want to die!

I want to die!

Leave me!

At first, she didn't want

to leave the bedroom.

Then she returned

to her nightly walks.

But she no longer went to bars,

just walked thought

the streets like a sleepwalker.

People began to say that crossing

paths with her brought good luck.

This was how Amelia

entered in the legend of Valparaiso.

I think I was the only one who

frequented her house at that time.

Of course Petronila had

taken me for her boss, or worse,

for her own son who died at sea.

That's how I ended up

as a part of the house of ghosts,

I felt like a ghost myself!

Fernando.

I don't remember

when the seances started.

Everything happened plainly,

without any special ritual.

He is coming!

He's with dad.

No, with Cristobal.

No. It's Ms. Antonia.

Ms. Antonia is not dead!

But there are no

dead people here...

Dad wants to talk to us.

Oh, Sir!

He always had a sense of humor!

The last time I saw her,

I must say that I was drunk,

very, very drunk,

but believe it,

I remember everything.

Are you coming to see us?

No, I don't have much time,

he has summoned me.

Who?

This time, everything will go very well.

You don't care if I go,

I have to concentrate!

Of course not.

I feel like I'm seeing her there,

motionless, like a statue.

It seemed like she

wasn't even breathing.

I could have intervened

and I didn't.

I don't think

I'll ever forgive myself.

It's funny how

quickly time flies!

Do you remember the first

time we met in The Happy Stone?

Yeah.

I've had to wait so many years.

I have also waited for you.

Yeah.

We're made for each other.

I want to cry.

But don't worry,

I'm not going to do it.

It's over.

Nothing can happen now,

we are forever united.

Were you faithful to me?

Yes.

Really. Are you sure?

It's the only thing I'm sure of.

Totally sure.

There is no longer the slightest doubt,

it is you!

What is your name?

Whatever you like.

Fernando.

Don't you mind?

Let's go.

Let's go.

AMELIA LOPES O'NEILL

FOUND DEAD

Yes, Don Joaquin,

that was Amelia Lopes O'Neill.

According to you:

Did she love Fernando?

We will never know that.

That's what I feared.

So I have the right to imagine.

I told you what I know...

except one thing.

But I'll keep that to myself.

Why?

Because it can't be told.

But you're a magician,

magicians can make things visible...

Yes, it's true.

It's true.

Look me in the eyes.

Is that a dream

or is it a real scene?

The house got in fire.

All its occupants died.

But...

what you made me see,

have you seen it with

your own eyes?

I haven't believed my

eyes for many years.

From what you have told me,

one concludes that none

of the characters were bad.

If I believed you,

I would have to conclude

that these people

deserve canonization!

I don't think so, Don Joaquin!

Don't think that good feelings are good

and bad feelings are bad!

I have only met good

people throughout my life,

and I'm telling you something:

There is nothing more terrible

than good feelings when...

because fate wanted it,

they are paid only

with good feelings.

If there wasn't a little bit of evil,

the world would be hell!

Interesting...

- Can I repeat it?

- That's what I'm here for.

For you to tell the story.

Only someone as bad as you

could make Amelia's story believable.

I'll try to do what I can.

It's going to be easy, because I

don't believe a single word you told me.

Even better!

There is something

that I don't understand:

Amelia died a week ago and

I haven't heard of any fire...

There are so many!

True!

Especially at the end of the year!

By the way, it's time to go!

Don't you worry,

everything is paid for...

Don Joaquin!

You're forgetting this...

Translated by whateverest

(with original transcription by pacoss)