[Julián sneaks Federico into the Ministry]
Federico García Lorca: What's with these aisles with all these doors?
Julián Martínez: Shh... Don't talk too loud, or we could get caught.
Federico García Lorca: I knew we would meet again. Well, I have seen you in dreams.
Julián Martínez: So have I.
Federico García Lorca: Although sometimes I don't know what is dream and what is reality.
Julián Martínez: The same happens to me.
[pause]
Julián Martínez: Before anything, I have to tell you one thing: Federico, don't go back to Granada. They'll kill you when the war begins. August 18, 1936.
Federico García Lorca: Bah... But... How can you know that?
Julián Martínez: Come on. Or you won't believe me.
[the two cross a time door and appear in 1979 in Granada, at a music venue where Camarón de la Isla is playing]
Federico García Lorca: Did we travel through time?
Julián Martínez: Let's say it was a dream.
Federico García Lorca: [recognizes the lyrics of the song Camarón is playing] That's my poem! After so much time, Spain remembers me? Then...? I won, not them.
Julián Martínez: Exactly, Federico. Exactly.
Federico García Lorca: Let's leave things as they are.
[Julián and Federico keep listening to Camarón, eventually starting to sing along]