Bárbara Goenaga: Carmen
Henry : I need a line to New York.
Carmen : Whatever they need.
Henry : [on the phone calling New York Herald Tribune] Listen, George. Here's your damn war story. Twenty-six April, 1937. Gernika. Don't give a damn if you use my name or you have someone else sign it. But it's the story I want printed. Ready? A very small town in the north of Spain is about to become very famous, but for all the wrong reasons.
Teresa : [knock on the door] Come in.
Carmen : Teresa? These are the new journalists. Marco Navas. He works for a Portuguese newspaper. And these two are the oneswith the car that broke down.
Marta : No, it didn't break down. It was bombed.
Carmen : Marta Vonier, photographer from Le Figaro. And Henry Howell, from the New York Herald Tribune. American.
Teresa : I studied your writing at college. I... I think I've read it all. Short. Sharp. Very inspiring. Your style has evolved over time, hasn't it?
Henry : Well, I'm still a growing boy.
Teresa : I just read this article of yours about Bergara. You write of a battle at a castle where our soldiers were firing from the battlements. I think it was a pretty good piece. It's quite interesting because there are no castles in Bergara. Why? Why did you write it? Is it even about the truth anymore?
Henry : Well, maybe I got the name of the town wrong. There's so many.
Teresa : Don't play with us. For you, it's a story. But for us, it's life and death.
Vasyl : Obey the rules, Mr. Howell. They're simple enough even for you.
Henry : I'm sorry. You are?