"The Inquisitor General is coming to see us for a few days... and for that reason, I demand the maximum decorum... and organize it to receive all the most honorable men of the kingdom." "~ Yes, ma'am." "~ You will devote yourself to serving the Inquisitor General personally." "~ Give me the cat, it's mine." "~ Sátur, I'm hungry." "Me, too." "Inés, Inés!" "You didn't notice who's coming to see us?" "The biggest killer in the whole realm." "He has to be killed!" "~ Are you all right, Jonás?" "~ Yes." "~ Papa!" "~ Jonás!" "If I'd shared the animal with him,... the man would still be alive." "This one's empty, too." "I have to know which of my men are engaged in this." "This is my heart medicine,... and it's too important to forget." "Why didn't you tell me?" "I was afraid that you'd feel repulsion for me if you knew I'd been branded like an animal." "I love you, exactly as you are, no matter what." "The only life at stake here is mine." "Have your feelings for me changed so much?" "It's my wife's wedding ring." "Tell me where you looted it from!" "Tell me, or I swear I'll kill you." "The commissioner's watchmen sell me things they've stolen from the dead." "I've seen Inés, Sátur, I saw her, she was in a carriage with the queen." "I'm sorry, Aunt, I'm a loudmouth." "A loudmouth and a killer, which is worse." "Did Catalina tell you what was in this bottle?" "Poison!" "Someone is trying to kill the Inquisitor in your own home!" "I'd love to, but I couldn't do anything like that." "We met at the seminary many years ago,... and some would say we've become inseparable." "That man tried to kill me while I slept." "Who do you think wants to kill the Inquisitor?" "Nobody has a strong enough motive." "We can be sure that someone does." "I can't allow anything bad to happen to my mother!" "~ Order a casket." "~ But, we don't have a corpse!" "It'll be me." "Where the fuck did these guys take the Master?" "Grab it!" "Are you going to waste your ammo on us, having the Red Eagle in your sights?" "I have to talk with my husband one last time." "If you escape again, your husband will pay for it." "I want to know the origin of this medallion,... who made it and where I can find him." "The goldsmith who made this medallion was locked up in a mental asylum twenty years ago." "Well, I guess we're going to the asylum, right?" "Good, but this is everything that the librarian could find out about the asylum." "Are things becoming clear, Master?" "Little by little, Sátur,... little by little." "And you, what do you think the goldsmith will be able to tell you... assuming he's still alive?" "If he's still alive, we can find out who ordered this medallion,... and maybe that'll lead us to discover where my father is." "Whoever he might be." "No, but if I manage to find him, maybe he'll be able to tell me where my brother is." "I don't want to offend you, Master,..." "I understand the mystery of the Holy Trinity better than I do the mystery of your family." "I'll finally learn who I am, Sátur..." "I assure you." "Well, where do we start?" "We'll go to the asylum to see what the goldsmith'll tell us." "We're here, so the easiest way is like this,... we cross the woods." "No, anything but that, no, no, no!" "~ This way is much shorter." "~ And much more dangerous." "The woods is cursed --- everyone knows that whoever enters never leaves." "Sátur, please,... don't tell me you believe in these fables." "It's no fable, I don't know anyone who has entered and then left these woods." "Nobody!" "Mariel's cousin, the vegetable-vendor woman,... got lost on the road and entered the woods,... and they're still waiting for her." "For six years they've been waiting." "Six." "Tonight we're going to the asylum,... and we're crossing the woods." "But, Master..." "Thank you for the lift, Lucrecia, I'm really very grateful." "Two and a half hours of Mass,... to see a statuette!" "It's not a statuette, it's the Virgin of the Immaculate Conception." "Your uncle can't learn that you've left the palace." "I know, let it be our secret." "It's running late, we should head back." "Watchmen to me!" "Watchmen to me!" "Relax, Marquesa." "I am the Marquesa de Santillana!" "Shut up." "Are you going to be easier for me?" "I guess you will!" "Please!" "Relax." "Let her go." "I told you to let her go." "If you come any nearer, I'll get rid of her." "You don't have the guts?" "It's all over." "Dad, how to you spell "jewelry"?" "With a "J", actually." "Wait, I'll get it." "Very good." "As soon as the lad turns in, we'll head for the asylum." "And if he balks?" "He may be a hardheaded man!" "Good evening, Gonzalo." "I came to see Margarita, is she home?" "She hasn't gotten home yet." "If you want, as soon as she comes, I'll tell her to go look for you at the pharmacy... it's better to wait for her there than here." "Don't you think?" "Juan, sit and wait with us,... ~ and if you want, join us for dinner." "~ Thanks." "Wait, Dad, I don't think there's enough food." "Boy, do you really want this man to think we're poor!" "Alonso,..." "Did your aunt told you we'd love you to be the one... who'll carry the wedding rings at the ceremony?" "No." "Fine, but what do you think of the idea?" "I don't want to go to the wedding!" "Alonso, ask his pardon!" "No, why?" "I don't want them to get married!" "Not me, not you, not anybody!" "Alonso, go to your room." "Now!" "I'm sorry." "I think --- if the kid doesn't want to go, maybe I can carry the wedding rings." "And you, don't be fooled by the paternity... it also has some redeeming features,... even more when you're into it." "What do you make of it?" "Oh, Holy God!" "You're precious!" "But, precious precious precious, girl, if they put you in a palanquin, they can draw you in a procession!" "Do you really like it?" "But haven't you seen it?" "You saw what fabrics, what brocade... what rich thread,... by my mother, this will light up the whole church!" "As for me, I'd like to shorten the sleeve just a bit, and... pull off a bit of feather." "It's just that wearing this, I don't,..." "Woman, but, since you're taking the trouble to fix it, I'd make good use of the opportunity to completely remove those sleeves." "Yes, I would like it to be like this one, but simpler, more... without so much adornment." "Like your sister's." "What a marvel of clothing, being so simple as it was,... only two little things she wore, and yet she was so beautifully dressed." "My great grandmother made this dress for my grandmother,... and in it all the women in my family were married." "My grandmother, my mother,... and then my sister." "What don't you wear that one?" "Wear that one, it's perfect for what you want it, and, also this other one would be a mess to fix." "~ No, no." "~ Yes, woman, ask Gonzalo to lend it to you." "No, I can't ask him." "Well, why not?" "Because now we're getting along very well, Catalina." "Look, asking him would be like... reopening the wound." "~ No, woman, because you just go and tell him..." "~ No, Catalina, I won't." "I was going to marry him in this dress..." "But who am I marrying now?" "Juan!" ""Father's punished us for playing and annoying the chickens."" "My mother's diary!" "We're on the wrong road to find the asylum, Master... we're wrong." "All roads lead to Rome." "Yes, shit, but we always ride the road in worst repair." "Sátur, there's only one way to reach the asylum... and that's traversing the woods." "No way, no." "By the Piedralaves road, half way to Avila, in the direction of Salamanca,... without turning from the west... and as far as Navazueja,... and in six days we'll be at the asylum." "Sátur, we don't have six days." "And what if we don't get there at all?" "What?" "Well, how will we get out of here alive?" "We'll make it." ""Today I'm happy,..." ""Gonzalo has asked Margarita to one day be his wife,..." ""our father still doesn't know about this, and he's asked me not to tell anyone." ""They look so happy." ""I sometimes wonder whether I'll ever have a boyfriend like Gonzalo."" "My father and my aunt?" "They were going to get married?" "Master, listen." "What?" "I don't hear anything." "Well, exactly,... there's nothing to be heard." "No wind, no animals," "Here even God doesn't chirp." "Since when have you heard such a deafening silence in the woods?" "...us sinners..." "Master, Master!" "I don't care about whatever you could tell me, Cipri,... it's all the same to me,... this you have to eat before you go to bed." "Where are we?" "Don't worry about the firewood, Martín will take care of it." "But I can't eat any more, I'm full, Catalina!" "Well, just imagine you're not full, how you dare to spend the whole day without eating,..." "Man, by God, from head to toe, think too of the heartburn you'll have... you would just get ill, too." "Come on, not a drop in that dish, not a drop!" "~ Catalina?" "~ Yeah?" "Pedro?" "My boy, it's you!" "But you've turned into a man!" "How are the people at home, and your mother?" "Everyone's good, well, you know." "Well, yes, I know... ruined by taxes." "Should this year's harvest be good, we can get out of the hole." "May God grant it, because now we're chewing our tongues." "All right." "Well, don't think we have a paradise here, but we make ends meet." "~ Have you eaten?" "~ No." "Come, then, I'll invite you to a bowl of soup." "Cipri, you remember my niece, María?" "And this is her son Pedro." "Where can I put this?" "~ Hey." "~ What's up, Martín, you don't greet family?" "Well, how about this!" "What have you been up to?" "Nothing much, I spent a couple of days doing a job,... and when they pay me I'll head back to the village,... town life doesn't suit me." "Come on, let's feed everyone!" "Doctor!" "For God's sake!" "What's happened?" "I went hunting, and I found this." "Will he live?" "I don't know, he seems to have suffered gravely." "He has bites and cuts from animal attacks... and stitches." "The stitches cover the whole body!" "It's a patient from the asylum." "How do you know?" "This is a straightjacket... the sleeves are so long to allow tying them behind the back." "The same thing could have happened to us,... this happened in the woods, sir." "Everything has to have a logical explanation." "Juan, Juan!" "Sátur, help me!" "Don't close your mouth, don't!" "What do we do with the corpse?" "Don't worry, I'll take care of things." "Do you need some help?" "No thanks, Gonzalo, thanks." "Let's go, Sátur." "Thank you, Lucrecia, but I don't have an appetite." "Irene, this is for your own good, it will calm you down." "Will you stay here today?" "Please, stay with me, I don't want to be alone." "You're safe here." "Don't let him leave, please, stay with me." "Your Eminence!" "We were about to tell her good night." "Is everything all right?" "~ Yes, fine." "~ I was talking to Irene." "I want to be alone with her." "Your Eminence." "Good night, Irene." "What's up with you, why are you crying?" "What's that?" "What happened to your medal?" "Irene, you're the most precious thing I have in this life." "What's up?" "Some guy attacked us... and stole my medal." "Stitches in muscles,... front and back." "Deformed bones,... evidence of starvation,... a lobotomy." "Why?" "To what end?" "Go to the asylum... tomorrow." "Juan?" "~ Hi, Catalina." "~ Hi." "~ Will you do me a favor?" "~ Sure." "Tell Margarita that I'll be spend the whole day away,..." "I have to pay a visit to some peon." "~ I'll make a point of mentioning it." "~ Thank you." "~ Good night." "~ Good night." "Fine, and when you went to Gonzalo, did he give you a kiss or not?" "Shut up!" "Dad's in the woodshed, if he hears you, you'll see what I'll do to you!" "Yes or no?" "I'm going to get you!" "Hey, what's this all about, is this the way you wash?" "Look how bad you look!" "And this dress, let me see?" "Look, for when you're going to marry Gonzalo." "It's the wedding dress that all the women in our family have worn,... and later it'll be yours, for when you get married." "You're going to be the most beautiful bride to ever pass by the altar,... it's precious!" "And you'll be the most beautiful maid of honor." "That was the dress that my mother wore at her wedding... but it was supposed to be yours." "It was you who was going to marry my Dad." "Who told you that?" "Come on, come here." "Your father and I were only friends." "No, that's not true,... you were boy- and girlfriend." "This was before he married my Mom.." "I know everything,... and I'm fed up with never being told the truth." "Yes, your father and I were very close." "Do you love Juan?" "Well, of course I love him, we're going to get married." "As much as you loved my Dad?" "Swear to me you don't love Dad like you did before." "Go, head on off to school or you'll be late... and you know your Dad will be pissed." "Tonight we head back to the woods." "What?" "But you saw the wounds that poor guy got... so weird they were that not even Juan was able to found a logical explanation?" "It may have been a wild animal." "A beast could do that?" "Who are you trying to kid?" "The woods is cursed, Master, everyone know that!" "Sit down!" "Sátur!" "Stay, please!" "Kids, don't open your notebooks,... today we're going to talk about fear." "Where does fear come from?" "I'm sure you all know the fables about magical events, strange creatures,... dragons,..." "Does anyone believe in dragons?" "Very well, have you ever seen any?" "Sátur?" "Therefore, the most logical thing to think is that if no one's seen one... it's because they don't exist." "I'm sorry, Master, no..." "I'm sorry, with all respect, but..." "I don't agree with you." "My friend Palomo, the miller, saw one once,... a dragon which was sleeping in the woods, right next to my village." "That summer there were many fires,... well, when the mayor showed up with his watchmen," "they found there... a dragon's footprint... more than six spans long." "Maybe he only saw what he wanted to see,... or he was confused,... or he simply lied to you." "But why would my friend Palomo want to lie to me?" "To share his fear." "What happens is that there are things... events, as you call them,... which us people, humans... aren't able to explain." "And why?" "Because they don't have an explanation!" "Clearly this is like that." "There are thousands, millions of people..." "Don't jump to conclusions!" "It could be best explained by all of us going crazy... with the only one right being you." "What actually happens is that it's always easier to make a supernatural explanation... than to have the courage to investigate the reality of the situation... thus leading to the success of fables." "That's the case, many of these fables are designed to instill fear in you... so you don't cross a woods or swim in a lake." "Fear paralyzes,... and someone takes advantage of this... and I don't want any of you to be scared." "The teacher's right,... my mother won't wash below the bridge,... because they say a ghost appears." "There you have it, don't let anyone frighten you... and if you want to take a certain path, don't let someone else do your thinking for you." "I'm not scared of anything." "Yeah, let's swear off fear!" "Great!" "Everything, absolutely everything,... has a logical explanation." "But then who was it?" "The Marquesa always brings an escort." "Yeah, but not that night." "They still don't know who it was, but... hey, he was about to..." "You understand me." "He violated Irene?" "Son of a whore!" "May his hands drop dead!" "Hey, don't try anything..." "I know you." "What am I going to do, Aunt, if they don't let me see her?" "Hi, Cipri." "I'm unsure about something." "Can you help me?" "Yes, of course." "Tell me about it." "It's...well, you're with someone... and..., you're in love with someone... and you love this person a lot...," "and this person, because of some fact, that you understand later... leaves." "And later you leave, too." "But, of course, when you get back... you meet another woman,... but then she's not there." "And then, your first love appears again." "Can you go back to loving her?" "Who?" "Can you fall back in love with your first love?" "Yes." "Yes, of course." "First loves aren't forgotten,... not ever." "It's like... it's as if you put a fireplace here,... for life." "Thanks, Cipri." "I can prevent this wedding." "My aunt is not going to marry Juan,... ~ but my Dad." "~ How come?" "~ What?" "~ Shut up and follow me." "Check out everything,..." "I want him alive." "I'm looking for whomever dared to attack the Marquesa de Santillana and the niece of Cardinal Mendoza." "If anyone saw anything, speak up." "You haven't spoken to me all day --- what's up with you?" "That you've made me look ridiculous in front of my son." "~ No, Sátur, I didn't intend to put you up to ridicule." "~ But that's what happened." "Look, Master, you may be an skeptic, tired of being fooled, but I still believe what people say,... because I'm ordinary people too,... and for good or ill, I have faith in things... and the older I get, the more faith sustains me." "I just wanted to allay the children's fears." "I don't need you or anyone else to explain away any fable or miracle,... nor anything that doesn't yield to your inexorable logic." "But this much is certain:" "I may be an ignorant oaf,... but I believe in the miracle of the loaves and fishes... and in the parting of the Red Sea for the Jews... and in God, plainly enough,..." "I surely believe in Him,... if not, why would I be here,... with just such a miserable life like mine?" "~ Shut up." "~ I do shut up." "Because it hurts to hear the truth, right?" "So I'll shut up." "Master!" "What?" "Sátur, help me!" "It's unacceptable." "You've put my niece's life at risk, you've disobeyed my orders,... with what motive?" "I strictly barred her from leaving this palace." "It won 't happen again,... you have my word, your Eminence." "I hope so." "Has the brother of your late husband shown any interest in Nuño's education?" "Another error, Marquesa." "And believe me, it won't be me who prevents Nuño from entering into the Franciscans." "He'd make a magnificent priest." "Were you looking for me, your Eminence?" "Bring me the living head of the bastard who touched my niece." "I'll bring it." "Thank you,..." "I have perfect confidence in you." "Your Eminence." "Help me, Hernán." "Don't let me down, please." "How are you, Doctor?" "Where am I?" "In one of the punishment cells of the asylum." "Who are you?" "Let me go!" "Very interesting notations." "Do you want to know why..." "I removed a small piece of brain?" "Don't look at me like that, they're not human... they're sick,... waste." "My investigations will revolutionize medical science." "I order you to let me out of here at once!" "Impossible, Doctor." "Now I finally have a lucid mind at my disposal." "I'll include you in my next experiment,... you're perfect,... a gift from heaven." "Soon they'll be looking for me." "They'll never find you, Doctor." "You're crazy, crazy!" "Let me go!" "Try to rest,..." "I'll get to work on you tomorrow night." "Don't go away, don't go away!" "Let me out of here!" "I beg you, let me go!" "Master!" "Master, are you still alive?" "See what we've achieved?" "We're locked in!" "In a cage, like animals!" "Because this is a cage, isn't it?" "Or is this just a misunderstanding based on my usual ignorance?" "What's the logical explanation for two men locked in a cage... in the middle of the woods, because it occurs to me that there's no one around." "Illogical ones there are, many of them, but logical ones, not even one!" "Enough, Sátur, calm down!" "We're going to die at the hands of who knows who,... locked up like animals,... and with our souls removed!" "What a great idea of yours, to travel through the woods." "The mother who bore me!" "More strongly, Catalina." "Miss, I can't do it any harder, or I'll tear the skin right off you." "Do what you're told, Catalina." "More effort." "Irene, heavens, enjoy your bath." "Catalina and I are going to fix you a chamomile tea." "Relax." "We'll close the room with a key, so you'll be more at ease." "Don't worry, nothing's going to happen to you." "Thank you, Lucrecia." "You've frightened me to death!" "Are you all right?" "And that wound?" "He took my gold medal from me when he attacked us,... it was a gift from my uncle." "Does it hurt a lot?" "It's not the wound on the neck which hurts the worst, Martín." "I thought I'd never come to hate anybody,... but I hate him." "I hate him, and I want him to be arrested for what he did to me,... so that he'll pay." "Leave me alone, please." "How easy it would have been to go by way of Salamanca!" "What's six days out of a man's life?" "Instead, we rushed straight to our deaths." "Don't say I didn't warn you!" "Sátur, whoever it is that has us locked up is coming back, so get up and give me a hand." "And you know what hurts me more?" "It's that you ignore me... you've treated my like an idiot." "Sátur, here, here!" "We have to be filled with demons,... we're going to meet them all." "Sátur!" "~ Water!" "~ I'm not thirsty, but it's pretty foul there." "Look in the water." "It's moving!" "Did you hear that, Master?" "What do you think that is?" "Sátur!" "It's here for us." "Sátur, Sátur, calm down." "One, two, three!" "Let's go, let's go!" "Run!" "Run, Sátur!" "Up, let's go, on your feet!" "Up, you heard him, up, let's go!" "Lucrecia." "It's none of them." "Are you sure?" "He had a scar on his arm,... along the wrist, I remember it perfectly." "We have to keep your Aunt Margarita from getting married,... but how?" "My Dad is never going to forget my Mom." "Only she could solve this one!" "Alonso, your Mom is dead,... ~ she can't do anything." "~ Yeah, right." "Alonso, the diary!" "The letter Margarita received was beautiful,... and she's so much in love." "I got it." "Gabi, Murillo knows how to forge stuff, right?" "Yeah!" "This is going to hurt." "I'm sorry, Sátur, you didn't have to come." "You, neither." "Oh, look, yes, it's good that you came along,... so you could see this with your own eyes... so you could observe that there ARE inexplicable events, Master." "Don't return to that woods, Master." "Don't do that to us, think of your family." "How could they live without you?" "Forget about that fucking medallion!" "Who cares who you might be?" "Don't gamble on fate,... you've got a lot to lose,... and little to find." "I'm not going back." "What are you doing?" "What's happened to you, Sátur?" "Nothing, cutting firewood..." "I fell, and..." "Well, let me see it." "But, Holy God, Sátur!" "The bad news is that Juan's not around... to see you, and I don't know why he isn't back yet." "That has to hurt, right?" "~ You know what you might get me?" "~ What?" "A strong shot of spirits." "Well, just now I'm going to see Cipri." "~ You'll take care of him?" "~ Yes." "Yes, go ahead but come back as soon as you can." "Don't waste time on the road, since... it's not the first time you do it." "Oh, Gonzalo!" "~ Catalina." "~ What a scare you gave me." "I came to look for you." "What's up?" "I spent the whole day with second thoughts,..." "I have to tell you something that I don't know how to say, but I still have to tell you." "You've kept the wedding dress for Cristina?" "That's right, why?" "Well, do you think that for Margarita's marriage... she ought to wear the dress her sister wore?" "Did she ask you to talk to me?" "No, for God's sake, she wouldn't even think about asking you,... but I think YOU should be the one asking her." "Don't do this to me, Catalina,... please, don't ask me this." "Help!" "Let me out of here!" "Untie him." ""Who are you?"" "Let me loose." "I beg you." "Belladonna." "And you know its effects, right?" "When you drink it, your body will relax to the point of sleep,... then it will be the right moment." "I've been doing some very interesting experiments on the backbone." "No, no!" "They're coming to look for me, and you'll go straight to the gallows!" "I don't want to bother you with the details,... you know what will happen." "You'll lose mobility below the neck." "Smile up that face, Doctor,... in the long run you'll be a great boon to science." "This is yours." "Gonzalo, it doesn't matter, I already have a dress, I don't want you upset." "Margarita, this belongs to your family." "And you don't mind my wearing it?" "Cristina would be pleased if you'd wear it at your wedding." "In the event, your mother gave it to you first." "So we could get married." "I hope you'll be just as happy,... as I was with your sister." "Master, it's time." "Breakfast is already set." "What can I say..." "The promise you made me yesterday touched my very soul." "It's very important for me that you pay attention to me now and then." "Man, I know I'm getting above myself,... but I'm grateful... that you may act according to my advice." "That thought I'll keep forever in my heart." "Master?" "Master?" "Would this guy have fallen asleep again?" "Master!" "He's gone into the woods... but what if they kill him?" "Well, give your mother a kiss,... and my sister and nephew,... and keep an eye out for yourself,... you're going under His care." "Oh, and take them this." "Tell them it's from me." "~ Thanks." "~ Take it." "Look, you dropped something." "What is this?" "Nothing." ""For Irene, my niece."" "It was you?" "What?" "For God's sake, Cipri, they'll kill each other!" "Let me go!" "Son of a whore!" "It's you or me, sorry, Martín." "Silence!" "What's going on here?" "It was him!" "He attacked Irene." "We'll handle it from here." "Get him out of here." ""You know she's very talented on housekeeping,..." ""she even knows how to sing!" ""Well, I won't bore you any more,..." ""a great big kiss, just for you..."" "What's going on?" "It's not signed,..." "I think Murillo forgot it." "What?" "Give it to me." ""Cristina"" "You think I'm doing it right?" "Alonso!" "Is anyone else here?" "If my aunt learns about it, it's over... she'll tell everything to my Dad." "Quickly, Alonso, she's coming!" "What are you doing here?" "We were looking for my wooden sword." "But it doesn't seem to be here, does it, Gabi?" "No, no, we'd better go,... to look somewhere else." "Keep still." "Tell me what you've got behind you." "Alonso, show me your hands." "Right now!" "Now you, Gabi." "Let's go, I don't have all day." "I don't know what you're plotting, but it can't be good." "Go on, into the street." "Move it!" "And don't come in here again without my permission." "Master!" "Red Eagle!" "Red Eagle!" "I hope nothing's happened to you, by God!" "Let him be still alive, everything else I don't care about." "All this has a logical explanation, Saturno,... all of it." "Well, this woods, it's completely normal... with its rabbits, wild boars,... its birds,... even though they can't be heard, but,... they should still be here somewhere." "What's this?" "You're here, my good man?" "You haven't seen my Master?" "A man wearing a hood, and a thin sword like this?" "Come along." "I'm coming." "Hang on, Master, hang on until I catch up." "I'm on the way." "I want to see his face." "You brought him in a lamentable state." "No more than necessary, your Eminence." "Who ordered you to attack my niece?" "Have you come to kill me?" "Yes, it was me." "Who paid you?" "Answer me!" "I'm afraid he can't tell you." "I've cut off his tongue." "I told you to bring him alive,..." "Alive means intact." "Now how am I going to learn who's behind all this?" "It's a low-life thief, who also robbed the Marquesa." "~ It's just some coincidence..." "~ I don't believe in coincidence, commissioner!" "Take him out." "Get him out of here." "Commissioner,... good work." "I'm sorry, but without the other half, I can't open it." "There's another half?" "There are two equal sections,... when they're joined together, there's a mechanism which will open the medallion... and do you know who's got the other half?" "Please, who commissioned the medallion and what does it hide?" "They sent you, right?" ""They"?" "Who are "they"?" "Those who sent me here." "Now they're going to kill me." "No, I'm not working for anybody." "You can trust me." "Everything you're looking for is here,... look at it yourself." "Wait, I'll get the light for you." "Where's my master?" "Is there much farther to go?" "We've spent hours traveling!" "Of course, with those huge legs you have, you do a big step and get across half of the woods...!" "But, what about me?" "..." "What about me?" "Where are you going?" "What are you doing?" "I only meant..." "Where are you taking me?" ""Help!"" ""Who are you?"" ""I'm Juan de Calatrava."" ""I'm going to die."" "Are you still conscious?" "Such resistance surprises me, the majority succumb much quicker." "Good,... if you don't want to go to sleep,... we'll have to do it while you're awake,... but I warn you... it's not going to be pleasant." "Thank God he did free me." "I was already worn-out." "Where may this guy have my master?" "The cage is empty." "Where's my master?" "What have you done?" "You've killed him?" "Where is he?" "You've killed him?" "The Red Eagle is your master?" "Yeah, so?" "Come." "How upset I am over Pedro's affair,... it's not like I could have imagined him,... with the good deeds he's always doing,... blood of my blood." "How disgusting, Margarita,... to threaten Irene like that, with a knife." "Catalina, when there's hunger, the brain doesn't work." "You have to know the hardships this boy has had to endure." "He's never seen anything like this at home... since members of my family have always been poor but honorable." "Go on, let me do that myself." "No, let me, staying distracted helps me... it's really already done." "You see?" "That's all right." "Yes, look at how it hangs, it's such high quality... and beautiful." "We must admit that Gonzalo this time has given you a big gift... not everybody would do such thing." "Yes --- it's a lovely gift." "Juan should have been back by now, right?" "Woman, he'll be busy, trying to help the whole wide world as he does." "But, come on, in two months there's the wedding, and then you have him forever... enough for your fill of him." "Why do you say that?" "Well, girl, have you seen yourself?" "You're overflowing!" "If Juan saw you in that shirt, it wouldn't last two minutes." "And how evident it is that you're ready for some real heavy breathing!" "Your husband better come into the marriage in good shape, because if not..." "Right." "He should." "Hey, look." "This means that you've forgiven me?" "And you're going to carry the rings on my wedding day?" "Sure, if you want..." "I don't think that would be necessary." "Well, it looks like he's going to get with the program." "Little by little, he's shaping up." "What's that, your house?" "The truth is that I'm not very hungry." "Eat!" "How did you got that hurt?" "Does it hurt?" "~ From the asylum." "~ You were in the asylum?" "That's it, my Master should be there!" "Eat!" "It smells good." "It is good." "I like women." "Me, too, but lately my genitals are in bad shape, because..." "Why am I explaining this to a giant?" "And how do you manage to... when you try to reproduce, how can I explain...?" "Well, if everything's proportional --- it shouldn't be easy." "It's very good!" "Very good!" "What's this, venison?" "No, it's wild boar." "A woman." "We've caught him." "It's all over." "Don't kill him, please,... don't kill him." "The law will take care of that." "It's likely they'll kill him." "I'll never let anybody to hurt you ever again." "Never!" "I'll be here, here." "A hug of thanks..." "I imagine." "Marquesa." "Rest." "It seems like your business with Irene is progressing." "Slowly but surely,... just like we anticipated." "At last your role as hero has impressed her, along with the Cardinal." "I hope she can forget Nuño, I can't afford even one more slip-up." "It's not your fault." "I hear you cut out his tongue, from the man who attacked us." "~ It was deserved." "~ Why his tongue?" "When you cut out someone's tongue, it's so he won't talk." "I can't think of another good reason." "What did this guy have to say, Hernán?" "When we cut it out, he'd already said everything he was going to,... he was a common thief." "Goldsmith, dinner." "See what's going on." "Who are you?" "Everything is over." "You don't recognize me?" "Should I?" "It's natural after all these years,... and I've aged a bit." "Let me refresh your memory..." "Your Eminence." "It's what you commissioned." "You're the goldsmith." "They sent me to that asylum,... and I've been locked away for twenty years." "I had nothing to do with that." "Now I just want to live a quiet life for once." "I think there's something you might find useful,... especially that half." "When you get both halves of the medallion, you can open them to see what's hidden inside." "How much do you want?" "Not a lot --- just enough to make a new life for myself far away from here." "That's fine, but before you go, I want to make sure you have the medallion with you." "Show it to me." "All in good time, your Eminence... it's in a safe place." "Don't worry, you'll hear from me." ""Dear Gonzalo --- Please read this letter all the way to the end, it's for you." ""If one day I should go missing, I want you and Alonso go on living happily." ""I know you'll take good care of him,..." ""For this reason, you have my permission to get married, if you want to." ""Alonso needs someone to take care of him, as he's a very lonely boy." ""My sister Margarita is a very good woman, very good-looking, and very pleasant."" "I found this in my room." "What's written there?" "Is there any letter from Mom?" "No, I haven't read it, nor anything else, right?" ""Good" was written with a capital "G"... just like you always do." "I had to try, Dad." "Alonso,..." "I can't marry any other woman..." "I still remember too much about your Mom." "Give me a break." "Won't you stand still?" "This way it's impossible." "~ Lift this part, it's crooked." "~ Yes." "Good, you're much better at this." "Where are you going to stop?" "By the Holy Mother, I'm seeing you entering the church,..." "Reaching the altar, with the flowers, the music,... why would there be music, I wonder?" "~ Yeah." "~ I have a cousin who can play the bagpipes." "Come on, at this rate I won't have it ready for... not even for a silver wedding anniversary." "By the Holy Mother, you're sweet,... any guy would give whatever he could to marry you." "I'm going for more pins, I don't have enough." "Sweet!" "Gonzalo,... wait, don't go in." "Master, Master!" "~ Thank God you're all right!" "~ Where did you come from?" "From the woods, I had to get out of there... on foot." "I ran for four hours without stopping." "Master, you're not going to believe it." "I met a giant." "A giant, but...!" "I saw him, with these eyes --- huge, huge, huge!" "Like a mountain." "Sátur, even if you've been having a romp all night, you've got no reason to lie to me." "I mean what I'm telling you, Master..." "I saw it,... face to face." "I was looking for you,... and I found him,... he led me to his lair, from where the cage was... he loves to eat women, the beast." "He likes to eat women." "This is how you pay me back for risking my life for you?" "it's true what I'm telling you." "He had a third eye in the back of his head." "That's why nothing gets out of sight to this creep!" "Not everything in life has a logical explanation, Master." "So, just thinking about what we're going to do next, makes my hands tremble, Master." "A group of Moors has seized the monastery of San Estebán." "Where is it?" "I want you to marry Don Fernando de Ortuño." "It was a Moor, I saw him, a Moor!" "Look everywhere for him, don't let him escape." "The Moor was sentenced to death by stoning,... for public amusement and for a useful lesson." "Why is he staring at you like that?" "It looks like he knows you." "Me?" "That Moor?" "I'm going to ask for your hand in front of the king." "I'm getting married." "I always saw the commissioner as a father." "Nuño, no." "Before signing the permission,..." "I ought to meet your fiancée." "We all thought you were dead!" "Don't come back!" "What's happening?" "The next time you come to the palace, there will be another man." "The Moors in the monastery seemed desperate --- I need to know why." "I want the keys to every door in the palace."