"Four hundred years ago, the king of France ordered the annihilation of all the Templars." "Eight Virgins guard the sacred chalice." "It's Easter Week, your Eminence." "We shouldn't steal the Virgin at this time of year." "I will not allow anything or anyone to get in my way." "It's over." "We've been trying for months to find out who your mother is, and when at last we know she's alive..." "Do you know how many women of that age are in the kingdom?" "Hundreds." "Look, no offense, but your mother is of an age so that I doubt she's flying over the rooftops." "Master!" "Is that her or not?" "That wasn't bad for a novice." "Sorry, my dear, I forgot that you're not so much of a novice." "What happened to you?" "I have Margarita's ring on and now I don't know whether I'll be able to get it off." "Don't tell me you swallowed Margarita's engagement ring or I'll have a heart attack!" "Sátur!" "They've stolen the Virgins from the churches." "Sátur, I know what they're looking for:... the chalice from the Last Supper." "It's about time." "As soon as he realizes I'm nauseated..." "Since when is a Commissioner unable to deal with two problems at the same time?" "Juan and Eugenia!" "I feel awful, Catalina, the remedy you gave me did me no good at all." "You gave her this?" "Ginger." "This isn't ginger, Catalina, it's dry oleander." "When are you leaving for Mongolia?" "You can't take me to Mongolia!" "Wait, don't leave me here!" "I could be dangerous for the baby." "Dangerous?" "It'll be more dangerous if we leave the fever untreated." "We ought to go far away." "To begin a new life." "The culprit is me." "There are very few heroes." "I see that I'm going to be a coward like you." "I can't waste any more time, and the Grail is the only asset I have left." ""Sanguine"." "When do you plan to tell him the truth about you?" "Never." "I'm not planning on robbing a corpse." "What's the kid doing as a baker?" "I'm working." "If that one was a big mess,... this one..." "Alonso!" "These Virgins hold the key to finding it." "The procession passes along our street." "Those people are at risk." "He's the killer of Father Julián!" "What a pretty mission!" "Mariana!" "I love another woman." "Another woman?" "Are you still mooning over that commoner?" "What were you planning to do, marry both of them?" "Father." "Father, breathe!" "No!" "Who is it?" "Come on, everybody out!" "Who is it?" "Who is it?" "Who is it?" "What's going on?" "Help, help!" "Help!" "I didn't know where else to go." "I had nothing to eat and nowhere to sleep." "And I'm very tired." "Don't worry." "You've done the right thing." "Cardinal Mendoza is looking for me." "When he finds me he'll kill me." "He's sure going to look for you, there's no doubt of that,... but he'll concentrate on the ways out of town." "Since you escaped, it would never occur to him that you'd stay here in town... practically on his doorstep." "~ You believe me?" "~ Yes." "Besides, you can't leave." "Richard will surely come here to look for you, here in town... the last place he saw you." "They say he was shipwrecked, Gonzalo." "He told me he'd come back for me, but..." "Well, he's Richard Blake." "He'll be back." "How many times have they left him for dead?" "But in the end he always comes back." "Don't worry." "You need to rest." "You're staying here." "No, Gonzalo." "It's enough that you let me stay here." "I'm not going to kick you out of your own bed." "No." "In all my years in Asia, I slept on the floor, so I'm ready for it." "Don't worry." "No, really." "I'm comfortable anywhere." "Mariana, don't make me force you into bed." "Give me that." "I don't know if you can." "All right, all right." "Gonzalo!" "Juan's father just died." "What happened?" "Let's go, Alonso, come, come on." "This isn't a show." "I killed him." "No, don't say that." "You've done all you could, Juan." "I killed him." "A kiss, give me a kiss, my love." "Margarita." "Margarita, pull yourself together." "I've said nothing but the plain truth --- that's how he died." "This is all my own doing." "Don't fear God's rage, Doctor." "Some things simply depend on the will of Our Lord." "I'm going to spend a few days with my family,... and when I'm back, I'll do what has to be done, don't you worry." "Fine." "May we have a dark night!" "It's freezing." "Lucky for you,... you've got a warm bed." "Mariana and I don't share a bed." "Don't worry, you don't have to explain yourself to anybody... but let me know next time when things'll be in full swing." "In addition to being your squire, I can be your shield." "Look, Sátur: she was in danger and came to our home --- nothing more." "And we weren't doing anything." "Excuse me, but that's not how it looked." "No, but now, if you deny it, I believe you blindly." "The poor kid, you should have seen his face fall when he saw her." "And this pirate, is she going to spend a long time in this house?" "Whatever proves necessary." "She needs our help." "I know we don't stop for a minute, Master,... and even problems that seemed solved seem to come back again and again." "And we're not making up any ground." "We're getting nowhere!" "A nun!" "~ She's hurt." "~ Sister, Sister!" "What happened?" "They took them away." "They've taken the children." "What kids, Master?" "The nursery of the Dominicans." "You're badly off." "You'd never be able to buy a race horse like that one." "Where did you get it?" "You see, a woman gave it to me,... in exchange for man clothing." "I swear." "This horse belong to the Marquesa de Santillana." "She'd never have sold it." "That woman was no noble." "Who sold it to you?" "I don't know." "It was a woman with long dark hair,... but she rode like a man." "She looked like a soldier or a watchman." "Mariana." "But then..." "Sir, if the pirate bitch has escaped... who's in the crate?" "Find the trunk without anyone knowing that you're looking for it, or you'll pay with your life." "Yes, sir." "My God, my God!" "Let's see." "Busy with your studies of anatomy, Commissioner?" "What can I do for you, your Eminence?" "It's rather late for making a courtesy call." "I need your men to seal off the meadow of San Jorge." "Can I ask what accounts for this sudden interest in this area?" "This is the place indicated by the eight clues found inside the Virgins." ""The mother's eyes are watching the blood of the son..." ""in the depths of the Santo Guerrero."" "As you no doubt know,..." "San Jorge is the patron saint of all of you, you men of arms." "The Holy Grail is hidden in the caves beneath the meadow." "And how do you plan to find it?" "Everyone knows that those lands there are unstable." "They could collapse." "Don't worry about the laborers." "I'll pick some so small that their death will be completely negligible." "They've cleaned out the nursery, Master, not a single kid was left behind." "We're going to find them." "How strange!" "In my time in the orphanage, neither man nor God wanted us." "There were nights when all we wanted to have... was that some of us not wake up anymore so we'll get a bigger share at breakfast." "The tracks leaving the orphanage end here." "They had to have gone through the woods." "Master, I don't know how you're able to make out the tracks." "My eye isn't even able... to see horse dung." "I just trod on one!" "Sátur, there's something here." "By the Holy Virgin, it's soaked with blood!" "Someone's coming." "Master?" "Hello." "Hey, I was here... looking for mushrooms, and I found these horses." "They aren't yours, are they?" "No, or is it that... picking up mushrooms here is forbidden?" "No?" "The orphans!" "What are you doing with them?" "Where are they?" "Under ground." "They killed them, Master!" "They killed them!" "Hey!" "Of course, now you're sleepless at night." "You're worried on your father-in-law's demise, God rest his soul, and Gonzalo with that woman..." "Don't even mention Gonzalo." "He declared that he would never forget my sister, as you see." "Fine --- by the way, when's the funeral?" "Because you have to ask permission here, you'll have to ask the Madam." "The day after tomorrow." "But I'm not going." "What do you mean, you're not going?" "Man, you've got to be there!" "First of all, you're his son's fiancée." "Sure, but Juan hasn't said anything about it." "He doesn't have to say anything." "It's only natural that you go." "After all, this is a family affair and you're practically part of the family." "Part of the family?" "Well, tell that to his mother,... who hasn't stopped crossing herself since she met me." "Just for that reason,... to show the woman you're family, that you're there for her in difficult times." "Looked at that way..." "Man!" "Besides that, all of Juan's friends will be there." "Counts, dukes, archdukes, even that noble girl you're doing that dress for." "Eugenia de Molina." "You're not going to be there, when you're the fiancée?" "Well, you know what I say?" "Yes, I'm going to go." "That's that." "Certainly." "Of course, yes." "Let Juan will see you at his side when he needs you." "~ Square that thing." "~ What?" "The napkin." "Good morning, young Master." "~ By your leave." "~ By your leave." "Commissioner!" "Has that man said where my mother is?" "I've interrogated him." "Your mother sold him the horse." "Her horse?" "No." "My mother would never sell her favorite horse." "What happened, Commissioner?" "I don't know where she is." "She's dead." "I'll find her." "I swear I'll find her." "Let's go, kids." "Into class." ""Liar."" "Kids." "Wait outside." "Alonso, not you." "I want to talk with you." "~ You know your mother made this, right?" "~ Yeah." "Because I still remember her." "What about you?" "Son, every day." "You're lying, Father." "Last night you were in bed with that woman." "Even then you were remembering my mom?" "Look son, last night..." "Alonso!" "Alonso!" "Why don't you tell him the truth?" "That kid is having a conniption." "What do you want me to tell him?" "That Mariana is the wife of a pirate,... and that she's being hunted down for a rope?" "Man, put that way... since your son is curious,... and if you'll allow me, hardheaded...as much as he can." "He wouldn't believe it." "He's gone past the point of believing anything I could tell him." "And when are you planning to tell him that the pirate woman will be staying at our home?" "Because addressing the main point..." "Today, when we're all together." "Last night wasn't the best of times, Sátur." "Have you looked through it?" "Sure, but since I don't know what you're looking for..." "Whoever's killing these poor youngsters... is doing it in secret." "He's not putting them there so that the whole world would know." "It's pretty strange to grab kids from an orphanage just to kill them." "They could do it right there." "I need to find something... to lead us to where they're buried." "That may give me a clue." "Sure." "Sure, very good, Master." "Well, I'll focus on that, for now, because I can really help." "Sátur, go on." "I'll talk to Alonso before class begins." "You just take it easy." "Before you are a teacher and a hero, you're a parent." "I'll take care of this mess." "Thanks." "Kids!" ""The Count of Maseda..." ""is searching for his son..." ""born out of wedlock." ""This is a man of..." ""age 36..." ""whom he has never met."" "To me, this putting on others' clothes, and above all the Marquesa's, isn't right." "But let's see, woman, no one will know, don't you see she's away?" "Besides, this costume is very fitting." "The lady wore it to the funeral of the Duke of Lerma." "I don't know who would care about how you're dressed at a funeral." "Lately, your mother-in-law." "You are engaged to a Spanish noble!" "What do you want, to go looking like a servant?" "Stunning, but as a servant?" "Neither stunning nor as a servant." "Haven't you seen that cleavage?" "Well, woman, we know that the lady is a bit taller than you... and the dress that covers her to the neck will only cover you to the groin." "Catalina!" "The Lady keeps her ways even when attending a funeral." "Yeah?" "Come in." "Juan." "They told me you were here." "Yes, come in." "I was just leaving." "I was trying on the dress for the burial." "How are you?" "I don't think it's a good idea." "I'm going to my palace, and..." "Fine, I'll take two things from home and go with you." "Margarita..." "What is it?" "I'd prefer that you not go to the funeral." "I think it's better if I bear this burden alone." "But my love!" "I want to be with you." "I'm not well,... and I don't want you to get sad, too." "Right now I'm not the best company." "All right, Juan, but..." "I'm going to be your wife." "And now more than ever I want to be with you." "I should be at your side." "Let me help you." "I don't want you to come." "Excuse me." "That's not what I meant, it's just that I think it's best for both of us." "The sisters will take care of you well, son." "You're the best thing that has ever happened to me." "Take it." "It was your father's." "Every time you look at it, remember that I'll be watching you from Heaven." "I love you, son." "Sátur." "One of the pages is missing a bit of paper." "Did they give it to you in that shape?" "Sátur?" "I'm sorry." "Hope the pirate woman didn't hear." "I was wondering if you know what happened to this page." "No, no... no, no idea." "Someone took it to...you know that paper is a scarce commodity." "Well, I hope that it contained nothing important." "Master,..." "Have you ever thought about what your father might be like?" "Actually, no." "I've spent a lot of time thinking about the who but never thought about the what." "Yeah, right." "And have you considered... what you'd say to him if you got to meet him?" "You can't just leave it at "pleased to meet you", not your own father." "He'd be your father, not just some guy you just happened to meet." "So what would you say?" "Sátur, I don't know." "Besides, why all the concern about my father, if I don't even know if I'll ever get to find him?" "The only thing I know for sure about my family is that my mother is alive." "Well, who says father says mother." "Gender is overrated." "Sátur, look here." "The peasants are complaining that they have less and less land to plow." "And just recently they stopped using the meadow of San Jorge." "And the meadow of San Jorge... is one of the areas highlighted by the Cross of the Templars." "They're still looking for the Grail." "Me, I don't understand a thing." "What have the poor orphans got to do with the Holy Grail?" "~ I should have noticed." "~ Noticed what?" "He told us they were dead." "No!" "He said they were under ground, not dead!" "They're hunting for the chalice." "Get back in there." "She's dead." "You, get working." "I'm thirsty!" "I'm thirsty." "I told you to get back in there." "You have to keep looking." "Please!" "It's too dark, I can't see anything." "I can't breathe." "Are you all right?" "Don't be afraid." "Listen: where are the other children?" "Here, Marta, this must be done by 1 PM." "And how do I kill it?" "How do you kill it?" "Like a chicken." "Even idiots know how to kill ducks." "I'm looking forward seeing to the Marquesa,... because this house is a mess!" "I've left the dress in the Mistress's room." "Woman, don't take this the wrong way, but Juan...he's like all men, he keeps his feelings to himself." "I told you to slice finely." "Fine is fine." "Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine!" "For God's sake!" "Why don't you go home and relax?" "You've been through a Toledo night." "The truth is that I've got no desire, Catalina." "The last thing I need now is to get home and find that woman with Gonzalo." "The only thing missing, is that you catch them mauling the mattress like old hands." "And here I've been thinking Gonzalo was a Franciscan monk!" "Well, you see he's lost his vocation, and rather suddenly,... without even a thought for his son." "I'm sleeping wall to wall with the kid." "Man, for God's sake!" "And what's the girl like?" "Is she from town, is she from far away, or..." "Well, I neither know nor care." "Me, the only thing that matters now is that Alonso get along with her." "Because she's weird." "I'm telling you she dressed like a man..." "What a mystery to this holy and blessed God!" "Now what's up?" "I'm sorry, it slipped from my hands and got into the chimney." "But, Marta, by God do you know what a duck's worth?" "Are you still looking for the crate?" "Because it's no Mrs. Nobody who's traveling there inside, do you hear me?" "We're talking about the Marquesa de Santillana." "You check the Via de Montejo, I'll check the Sierra turnpike." "Yes, sir." "Commissioner, if the Marquesa hasn't surfaced by now, she's probably dead..." "Carry out my orders!" "Yes, sir." "I have nothing, not a single maravedí, I swear!" "What are you doing?" "I'm sorry." "I thought you were a thief." "Yeah, well, I thought you were the thief." "What's going on?" "Nothing." "A misunderstanding." "Alonso, wait." "Stay." "I want to say something important." "Good, well,... now that we're all assembled, I want to say to you..." "Claudia is going to stay and spend some time with us." "What?" "No." "Father, where's she going to sleep?" "We know where she'll sleep." "Claudia is going to sleep with you, Margarita,... if that's all right." "With me?" "Yeah, I don't mind." "Ah, you're not going to do anything, right?" "Are you going to let her stay here with us?" "Alonso." "What's the matter with you?" "Have you all forgotten my mother?" "No." "Alonso, it's not like that." "Alonso." "Alonso, son, come here, come here." "Gonzalo, staying here isn't a good idea." "It's all right, really." "Relax." "But Master, have you thought out what it means to put her with your sister-in-law?" "Yes." "But that is to join a Muslim with a Christian, the two are natural enemies..." "Relax." "You'll see them get along in the end." "But where is your head?" "Don't you sense the hateful eyes in your sister-in-law?" "I know Margarita only cares about Alonso." "Oh, come on, that's not a motherly look." "It's the look of a cat." "If the two of them had a knife..." "And if I were talking about his mother,..." "I'm thinking about the conversation we had in the den." "What if you had figured out the who?" "The who what?" "Your father." "Sátur, again with my father?" "What's the matter?" "~ Are you all right?" "~ Yes...no, it was just a thought..." "Suppose life handed you the answer to a question you haven't yet asked." "What would you do?" "Then use it." "Answers are few and far between in this life." "But you haven't asked the question." "You took it for granted." "Why turn your life upside down with so many questions and other necessities?" "Don't!" "Sátur, it's always better to know than not --- always!" "~ Are you sure you're fine?" "~ Yes...no...sure." "Go comfort the new tenant, she's still standing there, all worried." "To know... or not to know." "Alms, please, alms." "Fuck off!" "~ Sir." "~ Beat it, Beggar!" "Is everything ready for the trip to Rome?" "Yes, sir." "We leave first thing tomorrow." "Please, forgive me." "Lord, please forgive me for killing her." "Lord, Lord!" "Do you think like me that something bad has happened?" "Young Master." "Lord, let me see my mother just one last time." "However she is, please." ""Supreme Pontiffs, 16th and 17th Centuries"" "You summoned me, your Eminence?" "Are you still Commissioner of this town?" "I say this because it seems that the people's hero... has freed the orphans." "What is so important as to sway you from your objective?" "I'm sorry, your Eminence." "What are your orders?" "Go away." "~ Don't you want me to continue...?" "~ I told you to go away." "Are you going to keep looking for the Holy Grail with the Red Eagle on the prowl?" "That is, as of now, no longer any of your business." "And if I say I know how to find the Holy Grail ahead of schedule?" "Keep talking." "We'll spread the rumor that a treasure's stashed in the town." "The people will throw themselves into looking for it." "The Red Eagle won't be able to stop them,... the hero of the people won't go against the people." "We'll have the Holy Grail in a couple of days." "Proceed." "Your Eminence." "Why is there such a fuss?" "They're looking for a buried treasure in the San Jorge." "Relax, woman,... since no one comes here except for the festival of San Jorge, and that's in the summer." "The crate." "I don't know where to go." "Gonzalo, I'm going crazy." "I'm not used to being shut in." "Sometimes I miss the sea." "It's like I fled one jail to end up in another." "Well, at least you've got a better jailer." "I'm much nicer than the Cardinal, don't you think?" "Cheer up." "You're letting me by?" "Margarita." "I'll hang this." "You can follow on with your own." "Give me that." "I'll do it." "No." "No need." "That'll be Eugenia de Molina, who's coming to try on a wedding dress." "~ Margarita Hernando?" "~ Yes, that's me." "I come from Eugenia de Molina." "Thanks." "She can't come." "She should be assisting at the funeral of the Duke of Velasco y Fonseca,..." "Juan's father." "Margarita." "And you?" "Are you going, too?" "No." "Juan didn't want me to." "Lately, you men decide everything without thinking about what others feel." "Margarita, Margarita." "I know the situation at home isn't easy, but I'm asking you to help out." "You've stashed a woman in the house, Gonzalo,... and Alonso met her tucked firmly into your bed." "You've done everything wrong." "Don't you think?" "But, Catalina..." "Relax, it's just one cup,... and the Marquesa has so many she'll never even realize." "God help me!" "I broke it, I'll pick it up." "That's life." "Catalina, they can feed my horse." "And also have them check the shoes." "Yes, sir." "Sir." "Leave me alone." "Commissioner." "Shut up." "I need to think." "I killed her." "I killed her." "What are you saying, Catalina?" "I killed the Marquesa." "I'm sorry." "Where is Lucrecia?" "Where is Lucrecia, Catalina?" "Sátur, look at this." "All the representations of the Holy Grail give it a value beyond price." "Whoever finds it will enter history." "Well, I hope that whoever does is a good person,... and not a son of a whore of the lot wandering around free." "And I don't mean the bastards in our family, no,... but the other kind." "Sátur, what's going on?" "Master, Master... life can play with us cruelly when it wants to." "Look at all the time we've spent searching your family background, and... so, on the first try,..." "I've found my father by pure luck." "You've found your father?" "This scarf was my mother's." "And the bastard son in the news --- it's me." "Let's think it through." "Are you sure?" "Why couldn't I be?" "Do you think I couldn't be of gentle birth?" "Well, you're wrong." "If not, consider where noblemen look for what their sainted and fine wives won't give them..." "~ What are you going to do?" "~ Get revenge." "I'll show this count he can't go wandering around sowing his wild oats... not thinking of the hellish life he bequeaths his bastards and their mothers." "Relax, you're too upset." "I should be even more so!" "He abandoned my mother and me when she got so sick that she was driving the customers away." "And now he wants to clean his dirty soul by making a St. Anthony face at me so I'll forgive him, Master." "Come on, man!" "The only thing you'll get is to renew all the damage he did to you." "Vengeance isn't the way to go." "No, no." "No, don't talk to me about vengeance, no... because since I met you, you've done nothing else but wreak vengeance on those who killed your wife." "Excuse me, but I won't judge you in this." "I also know that's sometimes the only way to move forward." "Sorry to say this, but... you're making a mistake." "And so what?" "So what?" "That is what is expected of wretches like me, right?" "That we make mistakes again and again and we never learn..." "How happy I'll be after this." "Nothing we do is going to erase what he did to you." "Nothing." "I will introduce myself as the rich and perfect heir." "I'm going to make him get fond of me,... and when he gets to thinking about what someone might think of him,..." "I'll abandon him like a dog." "That's what I'm going to do." "But don't you see it won't work?" "You don't have the money to carry out this plan." "You can't just pretend to be rich out of the blue." "You don't know me that well." "I have my resources." "More quickly." "Let's go!" "Sir, I didn't know my lady was in that crate." "I'm very sorry, I apologize." "She was there." "She was there, I swear!" "She was there." "Where is she?" "I don't know what happened." "I swear we buried it here." "Who buried her?" "Who else?" "Nobody, just me." "That chest is too heavy." "A woman couldn't budge it by herself." "I brought it on a cart." "By myself, sir." "You have to believe me." "Sir, maybe her husband helped." "That asshole ran off to the Americas ages ago." "Who helped you?" "Or do you have a lover who takes the place of your husband?" "No, no, sir." "I did it on my own." "You're going to talk." "I assure you that you'll talk." "Take her back to town." "I don't know anything, sir!" "I swear, I'm sorry!" "I don't know anything!" "Fine, are you going or not?" "I'm not." "I'm entering." "A gold piece is the minimum." "A gold piece?" "I thought I could go for less." "I have..." "I have my shoes." "Beat it, the chair's cooling off." "I offer myself." "I may look insignificant, but I'm as devoted to work as much as I am stubborn." "I have lots of lackeys already." "Get out." "I believe that I'm not well understood." "I'm not offering just any old lackey." "A footman would not give his life for his Master." "Nor his freedom." "I would be your slave." "I haven't done anything." "Your mother is going to show how much she loves you." "No, for God's sake, my son!" "Do you know how much it takes to break a child's back?" "Please, not my son!" "Who helped you move that crate?" "Hernán!" "Commissioner, he's just a boy." "Let him go." "Keep your nose out of this, teacher." "Commissioner, please!" "~ Not my son!" "~ Who did you do it with?" "Not my son!" "Please!" "With me, Commissioner." "I know where the crate is." "Where is it?" "What have you done with her?" "Where?" "The Marquesa is in that box." "If she dies you'll pay with your life." "Card." "Now we turn the card, a 5... and a three." "That's over 8." "You're busted." "Another game." "Please, I need that money." "It's just as important to know how to win as it is to know how to stand." "So, what will you bet?" "You don't even own your own life... slave." "I have a house." "It's near the church of San Felipe." "It has a patio, it has... a stable..." "That's another matter." "Cut." "Card." "I stand." "Come on." "Well?" "What do you say?" "Card." "Well..." "Help!" "Hey!" "Help!" "Help, help!" "What have I done, what have I done?" "What have I done, my God, what have I done?" "~ What have I done?" "~ What have you done?" "Where are you going?" "On the street they say there's a treasure buried in town." "If I find it I'm leaving home and my father can stay here with his new girlfriend." "We'll all be leaving home." "What?" "Alonso, don't be fooled." "There aren't any treasures for honorable people." "So what's everyone looking for in the meadow of San Jorge, then?" "Poor wretches!" "Where would such a treasure come from, anyway?" "They say it's an old one from a church." "Finders keepers." "All the representations of the Holy Grail give it a value beyond price." "Whoever finds it will enter history." "If it's me, I'll be rich, and I'll leave this house." "Wait, wait, wait." "What, Sátur?" "~ A treasure from a church, you said?" "~ Yeah!" "You know what I'll tell you?" "I'm going to find that treasure as sure as there's a God." "Come on, let's go." "What are you doing?" "No, you stay here." "Hell, no, Sátur, I'm going treasure-hunting, too." "Like Hell you are!" "Fuck off!" "You're staying here, and that's final." "Stay." "Alonso." "Do you know if there is any bacon?" "Yes." "But if you eat it all there won't be any for anyone else." "Who cares?" "Keep it for yourself." "Does Saturno García live here?" "Sure, but he just left." "Hey, what are you doing?" "Sir!" "What are you doing?" "I'm moving into my new place." "What place?" "The poor guy lost this playing cards." "What?" "Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "There." "I left her right there, Commissioner." "By the shore." "I left her there." "It was there, I swear, Commissioner." "Lucrecia!" "Lucrecia!" "Come here." "Very good." "Lucrecia." "Lucrecia." "My God, help me!" "This family doesn't deserve it." "I have to find it... even if I stay with stumps." "Here it is." "It would be worse getting nothing." "Alonso." "Didn't I tell you to stay home?" "What home, Sátur?" "What house, you lost it and left us without one!" "Don't worry, I'll get it straightened out." "But why did you do it?" "What were you thinking?" "I don't know what I was thinking." "I wasn't thinking anything." "I'm a weakling, a fool who... can't think straight." "But you know what they say: think bad and act worse." "But don't worry, I'll fix it, I promise." "Now let's go home." "I found it!" "I found it!" "That piece is mine!" "What did you say?" "It's mine, give it to me!" "I found it!" "Give it to me." "Alonso, go on." "We can share it." "Come on, Sátur!" "Sátur!" "Alonso, ask your father to forgive me." "Sátur..." "Sátur!" "Sátur?" "Sátur!" "Sátur!" "You're alive, Sátur!" "You're still alive!" "You're alive!" "Yeah!" "How come I'm still alive?" "The tip of the spear, which saved me." "I'm alive, Alonso." "Right, Sátur." "You're alive." "But it would be better if I were dead." "Now where can this man find another lair?" "But in the end it'll be my fault they discover his identity and everything." "Who the Hell would choose me... to want to seek justice?" "Sátur." "What's up with you?" "It's a good thing you came, Master." "What are you doing?" "Why are you gathering stuff up?" "Well, it's... that I wanted to revenge myself on my father..." "What am I doing, shithead?" "I bet your house and lost it." "How could you lose the house?" "I don't know what happened to me, Master, I had a brain fart." "You were right that revenge wasn't the way, but I didn't listen and now I see." "Alonso, you, the women... will have to live under a bridge." "I've failed you, Master, I let you down, forgive me." "Let's think this through: where did you bet the house?" "In Gerónima's brothel." "Fine." "Don't worry." "What are you going to do, Master?" "Get it back." "But that man doesn't listen to reason." "The house is his." "He's not going to give it back just like that." "I know." "So I'll get it back the same way you lost it... gambling." "Are you crazy?" "I won't allow it." "Besides, what's your stake, you've got nothing to gamble with." "Here you go." "Come on." "I was remembering the first time I met you." "You scolded me for bumping into a pitcher." ""Poor Floro!", I thought." "Such a woman he got, bad egg that he was." "But then I saw he wasn't a bad guy,... but courageous." "That makes you try again each day." "Well, it wasn't because of the pitcher." "It was that I'd just swept up and you messed up everything again." "But I fell and you whacked me with the broom." "Why are we laughing?" "I'd rather see you like this,... because when the time comes... the last thing I want to remember is your smile." "You shouldn't have come, Lucrecia." "Hernán, don't patronize me." "All right, how do you want them to die?" "Take it, Catalina." "Take the pistol." "What do you want me to do, Ma'am?" "One of the two of you has to die." "Ma'am, I can't do that." "I can't." "Catalina, decide." "I can't." "Obey or you'll both die." "I can't, Cipri." "I can't." "I can't." "I bet these have been the worst 30 seconds of your life, Catalina." "There's one thing worse than dying: knowing that you're going to die." "I know what I'm talking about." "Nuño!" "You should work on your aim." "I'm fine, I'm fine." "~ I'm fine, I'm fine." "~ Let them go." "He only grazed his shoulder." "I think they've learned their lesson." "I bet my school bet against the house and the freedom of this man." "All on one hand." "But how are you going to bet the school?" "That's your livelihood, your life, your everything." "I'm not worth it, man." "Card." "Don't go for it, Master, we've seen how easily he shuffles, but it's one thing to shuffle and another to play." "I'll stick." "Another." "2 + 3 + 5." "He's over!" "You won!" "You won!" "What don't you know?" "And where did you learn to play cards?" "There with the Chinese, right?" "What a vision of their civilization!" "Excuse me." "I came for the same reason." "Fine, I'm almost done." "If you want I can leave you a dress." "No." "No, thanks." "I'm fine like this." "Excuse me." "Sátur!" "Oh, Ma'am..." "What is it?" "No, I came for a thing hanging..." "I mean...on the rope." "That's mine." "Yes, yes, yes, surely." "Ma'am." "You, do you want it hotter?" "What?" "The water...do you want it hotter?" "It's only flesh." "Hi." "Never mind, I'll come some other time." "I see that everybody has now taken to collecting clothes from the rope." "Don't go..." "I kind of no longer know...where you keep your blood." "I know where I have mine, but what about yours?" "Placed in the brain." "How great you won over him!" "How wisely you held his mind in your hands, making him take another card, and another, and another...!" "Sátur, all games have an element of luck." "Lucky me,... ~ for having met you." "~ No." "It was a pleasure." "Well, I'll grab a couple more things and...well, and I'll go back where I came from." "Where are you going?" "You'll understand that after nearly costing you your home, I don't have the right to stay here anymore, right." "We all make mistakes, Sátur." "You don't." "I, the most." "I assure you." "Go on." "Get your things and we'll leave." "A mission?" "Yeah, a mission." "I'll go up to the lair right away." "I'll go to the lair and prepare your costume right away." "We won't need a costume." "This mission is all about you." "Master,... really, I don't know whether this is a good idea." "I'm not such a good person as you, I don't forgive easily." "Because when I see the man who's my father, I don't know how I'll react, I may give him a hug as well as give him a beating." "You know perfectly well how you'll react." "Hey, Sátur." "Maybe this guy is waiting for someone... taller, with more presence, a better demeanor?" "A person of quality." "Come on, Sátur, Sátur." "You are a person of quality." "Go on." "Come on, go ahead." "Go for it." "Excuse me, sir." "I have nothing to give you." "No, no, no, no." "I'm not some beggar, me." "What?" "I'm your son." "I'm Saturno, Sátur." "I'm the son of Bernarda." "All right, Bernarda is what they called her." "Do you remember me?" "I was much smaller then, sure." "Not much more than now, but..." "I'm your father." "Excuse me, sir." "We leave in two hours." "That scarf I gave to your mother." "Then..." "I'm not the son of a count?" "No." "You're the son of a servant." "I'm sorry." "I'm just a footman." "A footman?" "I know what it means,... so hurry to your master, he's waiting for you." "My father is a poor guy like me, Master." "Did you see that?" "I'm a hand taller than him." "Good, well thought out, Gabi is a hand taller than me." "And so, generation after generation, up to 1900, maybe, we Garcias will stop smelling everybody's armpits." "All right, let's go home." "Let's go." "I also have to look for my mother... in the hospitals in town." "If she's not in any hospital,... we have to look for her in Germany, if necessary,... like Ulysses." "Ulysses went to Ithaca, in Greece, not to Germany." "Greece?" "No, Master, no, Ulysses the baker." "He went to Germany to find his cousin who ran off with the tuna fisher." "If it takes going to Germany, so should I." "We'll both go." "I'll go with you wherever you need to go." "What a fine idea!" "Putting the pirate and your sister-in-law, sleeping together side by side." "I will not tolerate my son going to war." "Don't you want me to leave you a nightgown?" "I'm more comfortable like this." "~ Your mother's alive, and she's here in town." "~ How do you know?" "Lucrecia, you and I have nothing in common." "Now that there's no Nuño, even less so." "We'll find your mother." "My wife has been taken by the devil." "~ Kill him!" "~ Yeah, kill him!" "We both know perfectly well that I've never been one of your priorities." "It's a fight between God and the Devil, who puts us in the middle?" "God help us!" "Five more women have disappeared,... all pregnant and possessed." "Can you spare some food?" "No, I don't have any." "I've been two days without food." "~ She did it just for you." "~ Alonso!" "I told you to let me go!" "No, no!" "We have brought disgrace on this holy house, Master!" "When I leave the palace this afternoon,... you'll not see me ever again."