"In 1536... fleeing from the Inquisition, the alchemist Uberto Fulcanelli disembarked in Veracruz, Mexico." "Appointed official watchmaker to the Viceroy," "Fulcanelli was determined to perfect an invention which would provide him with the key to eternal life." "He was to name it... the Cronos device." "400 years later, one night in 1937, part of the vault in a building collapsed." "Among the victims was a man of strange skin, the color of marble in moonlight." "His chest mortally pierced, his last words..." "Suo tempore." "This was the alchemist." "The authorities located the residence of the dead man." "What they found there was never fully revealed to the public." "After a brief investigation, the mansion and its contents were sold at public auction." "Never on any list or inventory was the Cronos device mentioned." "As far as anyone knew, it never existed." "Only a few days left." "Tickets are running out for the big New Year's dance..." "What did you find?" "Yes." "Right." "Another statue, huh?" "Fine." "I'll tell him." "Ready." "Uncle?" "Uncle?" "Ahh... lovely day for breakfast pills." "Reds, yellows, blues." "And... the new draft of your will, ready to..." "Shhh!" "Why do you always have to be so noisy?" "Just sign the new draft of your will." "I have news for you." "Our buyer just called." "Papers." " Thank you." " Now tell me, what did our buyer have to say to you?" "Oh... same old thing." "I found another archangel." "So what are you waiting for?" "No, not this time." "This time you get somebody else to pick up your garbage." "Not everything is garbage." "No, not that book again." "This is not garbage." "I know they all look the same to me." "That's part of the problem." "Open your eyes." "Look." "This is different." "This one will be mine!" "Lovely day." "Pricey." "Yeah, sure." "They all are." "But... then," "Keep the change." "I love these mirrors." "May I ask your opinion about something?" "Very "importante." Very important." " Do you like this one?" " No." "No." "Which one?" "Thank you very much." "You don't know how important this is to me." "I'm not the one you want to talk to." "The red ones are especially good today." "Here I am, Uncle." "Here I am." "Oh, Mr. Gris." "My uncle is getting impatient." "You may continue the game." "After all, you have the toy." "But I'm keeping the instructions." "And I won't relent." "Happy New Year." "Tell me where it is or my uncle won't leave me alone." "What is it exactly..." "this thing?" "You all think I'm stupid, don't you?" "That fucker does nothing but shit and piss all day, and he wants to live longer?" "Of course, sir." "I will leave you, when... and if... it pleases me." "Get it?" "Get up." "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "Plastic surgery, contrary to..." "Fuck." " Yes, Uncle." " Get up here immediately." "Stupid-motherfucker-cocksucking son-of-a-bitch asshole-pendejo." " I want to know what happened." " I'll be right there." "Shit." "I can't blow this." "I didn't touch him, the car skidded." " Went off the cliff." " You imbecile!" "Uncle..." "What about his heart?" "What about it?" "Did you hurt it in any way?" "I told you I didn't touch him!" "His car skidded, it went off the cliff..." "Did you check his heart?" "It wasn't beating." "Did anything accidentally pierce it?" "What's the difference?" "He's dead." "It makes all the difference, all the difference!" "Oh, you clumsy beast." "You can't do anything right." "After all these years I thought there might be hope for you." "But you're useless, useless." "You probably ruined the whole thing by now." "How can somebody be deader than dead?" "You know nothing about dying." "I don't understand." "No, you don't understand." "And you'll remain that way." "But there is one last thing you still have to do, and you better do it right because I'm not going to rest till I have what is rightfully mine." "And neither are you." "Ohh..." "Best meal I've had in years." "Peel it off." "Peel it off." "What the fuck is it now, you dried up old prune?" "Of course." "You can't gain eternity with a cow or a pig." "As you wish." "If the device goes, you go." "But... we can share... eternity." "That's even better." "There is a way out." "But first, the device." "As you wish." "You don't even bleed right." "And now the heart..." "Uncle?" "Talk to me..." "Merry Christmas." "Merry Christmas." "Mine, mine..." "everything is mine." "Mine, mine, mine." "Angel..." "Enough." "You kept me waiting long enough." "You..." "Fuck..." "not my nose again." "This has to end." "now I have to kill you again." "Ha!" "Come here, precious." "Get ready for some more." "What the..." "No!" "I'm Jesús..." "Gris." "Jesús Gris." "Jesús Gris." "DEDICATED IN MEMORY OF JOSEFINA CAMBEROS"