"It's a pleasure that you've again called me to your chambers, your Majesty." "The pleasure is mine, Marquesa." "A group of conspirators seeks to threaten the life of my only son..." "Felipe the Prosperous." "I've found a living Montignac,... the brother of my mother, my uncle." "I have to see him." "You will shelter the child until they capture the conspirators." "The future of the Austrias is in your hands, Marquesa." "A plague of locusts, Cipri." "This will reduce the harvest to a couple of sacks." "The hell about your uncle, and all this is for him alone?" "Look, here, here, here, here!" "Sir, the peasants have abandoned their fields and are flocking to the town." "But what kind of men do I have who can't cope with four farmers?" "All you want is to cross paths with my Martín." "Mr. Montignac?" "What's this?" "Every time I meet you I go crazy." "And his family, so uncaring... marched off back to France and left this guy on his own!" "Felipe?" "~ We have to do something!" "~ Tell me what!" "Thieves, they've robbed me, they've cleaned me out!" "Kill anyone who tries to enter." "Out, out, out!" "Nobody's going to laugh at me!" "Catalina..." "For God's sake, where does this baby come from?" "Put down the pistol." "It has to be one of the servants." "And that boy?" "They abandoned him, the poor thing!" "It's clear that the conspirators didn't grab the prince!" "Yeah, that's clear, but where is he?" "It's clear he'll be fine, he'll be great." "I'll be known to history as the woman who finished off the dynasty of the Austrias." "Catalina!" "This town is infested with vermin, clean them out." "We weren't handing over the son of some peasants." "The son of the king?" "It's the peasants." "They've been taken to the cliffs at Rivas." "No, don't touch, don't touch!" "I present to you my son Felipe." "~ The boy who died?" "~ The son of one of my servants." "I also knew Laura de Montignac,... she was my mother." "Excuse me, Master." "See how long it took me to find my work hood." "Everything, what for?" "This thing's meant to protect my ears from the cold,... doesn't camouflage me much." "Oh, God, it's already almost full." "Do you think the coming dark will bring catastrophes?" "It's only two days from now." "Eclipses are natural phenomena, Sátur, there's nothing to fear." "Have you been in one?" "No?" "Well, then don't be so sure." "The Earth will lie between the moon and the sun, and this will reduce the light for a few minutes, and that's that,... and everything will go on as if nothing had happened." "Right." "And what about the plague of locusts?" "That's got nothing to do with it,... just because locusts kind of coincide with an eclipse..." "The people say they are signs from God, Master." "Yeah." "But you trust me, right?" "Me?" "I guess so, but..." "Well trust this, Sátur." "And now we have to get to the hermitage of the Virgin of the Truth." "I want to know why my uncle gave me this image." "You know, Master, that I'll follow you to the end of the world, if necessary." "Frightened to death, but I'll follow you." "I'll be packing the crossbow just in case." "You know the saying: "On the night of the full moon,..." ""the night is full of wolves"." "Carry it yourself." "Me?" "Thanks, Master, for me... this would be an honor." "Are you sure?" "We're already there!" "Red Eagle!" "Ma'am, I scrubbed them with a bristle brush and linseed oil, just like always." "They're repellent." "Ma'am, I'm a gardener, this is just soil." "I want you to strive to the maximum,... the entire staff." "It's not every day we get a visit from the king of France." "Of course, ma'am." "We are very prepared to receive his majesty, Louis XIV,... with all pomp and ceremony." "Come on, let's go!" "Catalina." "I know you'll be discreet." "His majesty is not here on an official visit,... it's a personal visit,... and private." "Yes, ma'am." "Checking out the troops, Lucrecia?" "Some special event?" "I'm expecting the king of France." "Louis XIV is coming here?" "He's just arrived." "He's in town, visiting his father-in-law, King Filipe,... and he has kindly announced that he has come to see me." "I think I should go change my clothes." "The French value good taste and the pleasure of life,..." "I don't think you'll find anything suitable in your wardrobe,... but see what you can find." "That Virgin could lead me to my mother." "It could be hiding something." "Or maybe not." "Maybe the only thing your uncle wanted to tell you... was the patron saint of your mother,... in case you wanted to honor her devotion." "It's so blatant that your uncle doesn't recognize you." "Could be." "Yeah, it could be, but for now, you'll just build up a mess, right?" "Master, for God's sake, not everything leads directly to something else... there can also be dead-end streets, like the one you may get yourself into if you do desecrate this shrine." "And given the dates we're in right now, with the eclipse looming,..." "What do you want?" "That God and His Holy Mother be set against us?" "Sátur, if God exists and has a mother, He'll be understanding on me for searching out mine." "Master, for God's sake, do it for me!" "~ Calm down, Sátur." "~ Do it for me, God awes me." "Sátur, leave it, Sátur!" "Are you all right?" "Yes." "I'm sorry, Master, forgive me." "Let's go, give it to me." "Master, don't make me witness this sacrilege." "The Virgin is a Virgin because she's a Virgin." "I don't know whether I've made myself clear." "Oh, my God!" "It looks like it can be opened here." "It seems they're approaching." "The Virgin is crying blood!" "The Virgin is crying blood!" "The Virgin is crying blood!" "Oh, my God!" "Everybody knew that Louis XIV was coming except me?" "I'm forced to share my house with you, but that doesn't mean to share my guests." "And you, what relationship do you have with him?" "Do I also have to tell you that just because you live in my house?" "No, of course not,... but I bet this relationship is not mere courtesy." "Hernán, you'll never know that." "You can't both be at mass and ring the bells,... and you already chose what you liked the best when you got married." "Ma'am, he's here." "His majesty, king Louis XIV." "Welcome, your Majesty,... it's a great honor." "My brother, the duke of Orleans, has told me so much about you." "Really?" "And how is the duke?" "Wishing you'd return home." "Your Majesty, may I present the commissioner of the town?" "Your Majesty." "Don't worry, Hernán, you may retire,... his Majesty will excuse your absence." "I hope you enjoy Spanish wines." "Master, I've seen this with my own eyes." "I swear on the health of my son, this Virgin was crying bloody tears." "Sátur, wood doesn't cry." "Not blood, nor anything else." "There must be an explanation, surely." "Sure, but if we hadn't been there,... we would have thought that someone had placed the tear there, but we were there." "You should see the buzz at the market obout the blood-crying Virgin!" "People went crazy!" "They've pushed me so hard that I've lost one shoe." "It's better not to wander around on the streets these days,... at least until after the eclipse." "Superstition always begets panic." "Let's have breakfast." "Well, if you don't mind me saying so, I don't think things are like that,... but rather a warning from heaven." "What's this warning sign trying to tell us, Sátur?" "I'm afraid it's nothing good, Alonso,... because when the Holy Mother cries tears of blood, then... it means God isn't happy with us." "Don't go there, Sátur." "Maybe Sátur's right,... in the Bible there are many events like that." "It was this way throughout His life,... when God's happy, then...then... then He made miracles like the bread and fishes... and when He was angry, he sent signs... and punishments." "So is God going to punish us?" "No, he won't punish us, Alonso." "But I believe he will, indeed." "Last week, it was the passing of the locusts,... yesterday the Virgin,... tomorrow the eclipse." "And I don't believe all this could happen all at once merely by coincidence." "That's true, Dad... there are too many coincidences." "Enough now, I don't want you to preach him such beliefs." "Alonso, always trust your intelligence and your senses." "And not superstitions,... they're only for the ignorant." "Let's see,... nothing bad's going to happen to you,... trust me." "The world's coming to an end, the world's coming to an end." "The Virgin has cried blood." "The world's coming to an end." "Tomorrow, when the day turns into night,... we'll all die." "The powerful have tainted themselves,... they have brought on God's wrath." "My God, are you listening to what he's saying?" "Hear, don't pay attention to him, what he's saying makes no sense at all." "Then why does he say it?" "Gonzalo, what's going on?" "Nothing, the people are just going crazy about the end of the world." "That powerful have tainted themselves." "They are the cause of God's wrath." "The Virgin is crying blood." "We're all going to die,... tomorrow, when the day turn into night." "Listen, don't be afraid, nothing's going to happen." "Come on, let's have breakfast." "Come on, let's go." "Let's head home, Son." "That parish priest is a vile manipulator." "If people think they're going to die, we have no way to control them,... and the town will be filled with fights during the visit by the king of France... this could threaten God's appointment of me to the post in the Vatican." "I've given the order to arrest the parish priest." "And make sure this guy confesses that he was lying, Commissioner." "Commissioner." "He's here." "Keep him locked up until we decide it's his time." "God has already provided that,... tomorrow we're all going to die." "The Church still hasn't proclaimed that, my son." "and the Holy Tribunal of the Vatican hasn't ruled on the veracity of the tears, either... and you shouldn't be disobeying your superiors." "I have no one more superior than God, Cardinal,... and you are just one of those powerful people who have earned us God's punishment... and now we're all going to pay for it!" "Flog him." "Be measured on the punishment, Commissioner... the last thing we need to do is create a martyr for the people." "Don't worry, Cardinal, I'll do my job perfectly." "Let's go." "Out of the way, Commissioner." "We have nothing to lose." "Go, go!" "Shut up!" "Ah, French fashion --- always so daring!" "What a great nation, France!" "Please give thanks to your brother for the gifts." "If you went to France, you'd be a refined woman." "I can't say the same about my wife, Maria Theresa." "How is your wife?" "Since she's pregnant at the moment pregnant, she greatly misses Spain and her family,... especially her father, king Felipe." "A macaroon?" "Delicious,... not like those horrible "bones of the saints" they make here." "I know what you mean, I'm a Frenchwoman for all my life,... that's why I'm so glad,... to be able to get closer ties of power with your nation." "Me, too, Lucrecia,... don't think I do this every day." "I'm sure, your Majesty, and you honor me." "This is why I'd like to thank you for this grace of chosing me." "Correct me if I'm wrong, but..." "France and Spain... are strong allies against our common enemy, England, isn't that so?" "That is so." "What would his Majesty say if I were to tell him... that the English Lord Chancellor, Lord Clarendon,... and the Marquis of Carpio, a favorite of our king,... deal with certain matters behind your back?" "Where did you get this letter?" "I have good friends in the court." "Why are you doing this?" "What do you expect in consideration?" "This dynasty is finished." "I hope and desire that the Bourbons rule in Spain,... and I'll turn my hand to anything to bring this about." "You are charming." "And in French?" ""Tu est charmante"." ""Tu est charmante"." "No other boy has showed up, Dad." "That's it." "Yeah, because everyone thinks something's about to happen." "Yeah, well, when they see that the world doesn't end due to the eclipse,... they'll be back." "Go on inside." "Come on, and don't worry." "I..." "I'm scared, Dad." "Me, too." "All right, let's look at it." "Each time there's an eclipse, or some sort of special event, they foretell misfortune, isn't that right?" "For example, a long time ago, people went crazy because they expected the world to end in the year 1,000 AD." "And what year are we in?" "Were we destroyed?" "Let's go." "What are you doing here?" "Today isn't a day for lessons." "Today is a normal day, like always, just another day." "Just another day?" "It could be the next to last day of your life and you call it just another day?" "But haven't you seen the mood of the people, Master?" "Dad, are you sure the world won't end tomorrow?" "Alonso, I'm totally sure." "What do you think, Sátur?" "What do you think I might think, Alonso?" "That it'll start like any other day, that's God's law,... but some other day it must all end." "Excuse me, Master, but in such a matter as this I can't lie to your son." "Alonso!" "Murillo!" "Sátur, you have no right to come in here and talk like this!" "Don't you see they're afraid?" "I'm scared, too!" "Can't you see that maybe tomorrow..we all could be dead?" "And that's scary." "Everyone's scared except you." "You think you're smart and you know everything, but you don't know this." "If you knew everything you wouldn't be looking for your origins like some poor wretch... nor would they have killed your wife two meters from your home." "~ Have you finished?" "~ Yes, I've finished, yes." "And now, if you permit me, I'll be going... to take advantage of the hours I have remaining." "And I advise you to do the same!" "Lucrecia, open up, it's me." "You can leave by this door." "What's so urgent that you're bothering me in my quarters, Hernán?" "There's an absurd rumor going around that the end of the world is nigh." "Panic has spread through the town, and there's looting and vandalism all over the place." "The king of France shouldn't risk going to out to visit the royal palace until the situation is under control." "Very well." "I'll make sure he knows." "Don't worry." "Was there something else?" "You should not go out either, Lucrecia." "Not even the staff, it's very dangerous." "You don't have to worry, Hernán,... we have no intention of going out." "How dare you delve into my affairs?" "I have the same bad habit that you do." "Or do you now forge Lord Clarendon's signature?" "Wipe this letter out of your mind." "Don't worry, I'll never betray you." "That's in your best interests, Hernán." "For you life is about business, right?" "There's no place for either pleasure or love." "Yeah." "I guess I'm just another of those boring women." "And now, if you don't mind, I was busy when you interrupted me." "~ Lucrecia." "~ Hernán." "If you want I'll talk with the Marquesa, a day like this one isn't to be spent working." "Maybe we'll never go work again." "Woman, don't say that." "Gonzalo says that nothing is going to happen." "Of course nothing's going to happen." "No, Juan, but what if it does?" "And if today is real the end of everything?" "And if this were our final day together?" "Then I'd never see my husband." "However, maybe in the Americas, the world shouldn't end, as it's brand new..." "Don't say such things, woman." "Well, me, in case it should happen, I'd like you to know that... that you're the best man I've ever known, Juan,... and I'd love to spend the rest of my life with you." "Me, too." "Let's go, leave off,... my tears have blocked my sight." "What a shame if you both should arrive at Heaven each on his own,... for with all the people that'll have to be there, it'll be difficult to find each other,..." "Marry me,... tomorrow." "Tomorrow?" "Tomorrow, marry me." "But Juan, didn't you say that nothing was going to happen?" "Whatever happens or doesn't happen, I want to marry you tomorrow." "Woman, say that's what you want, too." "Yes, me, too." "Good, so let me go so I can get down here." "A wedding isn't prepared from one day for the next... you have to search out a priest, and get ready,..." "I'll tell the Marquesa that you've gone to buy some thread." "But, Catalina, maybe..." "Don't worry about me, the palace is only two footsteps away." "~ Come on, back to spinning." "~ See you later." "Goodbye, lovers." "Goodbye." "Help!" "Shut up!" "No, please!" ""What I've always wanted to do:" ""to have a family." ""To hold public office."" "No, no, no!" "I really don't have time to get anything done anymore." "Would you stop at once?" "Well, tomorrow's the end of the world, and all this will be ashes." "I don't like dirt." "You know what I'd have given for the power... the power to go to Egypt." "And to know the pyramids?" "No time even for that." "Not even... would I go to Alhambra." "Who would have expected things to end like this,... so suddenly?" "Well, no one, Cipri, no one." "And what's worse is that this gives me a feeling of...of... of having wasted my life." "Don't say that, buddy." "Yeah, I had a woman and a son,... and I didn't take proper care of them." "I've dedicated myself to things that I don't really want,... and those things I did want, I left until too late." "How about you?" "Because you've been an innkeeper,... and were with Inés,... and nothing else." "What limited horizons!" "What a sad existence, Cipri." "Listen, Sátur,..." "I'd like to ask you something." "If I can do it..." "Tomorrow, when the end comes,... could you be with me?" "What?" "It's just that I've got nobody, and..." "I don't want to spend such a significant moment alone." "I'm already sad at Christmas,... imagine dying alone." "Sure, man, sure." "You know what I'm glad of?" "...not to be in debt to anyone." "And me, I owe my life to my master." "and it bothers me that..." "Look, Cipri,... if I'm happy with anything I've done in this life, it's that..." "I've always been sincere with my feelings." "When I loved somebody I told him or her,... and when I've hated him, I've always said so." "That's important." "If not, you bear a heavy burden." "This is what's happening with my master... he can't bear up under this burden." "We're talking about the same thing, aren't we?" "Yeah." "About his sister-in-law." "Although I tell you one thing,... my Master won't leave this world without confessing what he has to confess." "By my sainted mother this will end well." "Admit that you lied." "Say it was you who put the tears on the Virgin." "Your Eminence, he still hasn't spoken." "My son, do you have a Holy vocation?" "He who allows the suffering of their faithful doesn't not merit being raised to the altar." "Come closer, boy." "He's just a boy." "Don't worry, I'll treat him with special care." "Do you know what we use this for?" "Don't hurt him." "I'll say what you want." "I'll admit that everything I said was a lie." "Get out of here, boy." "Take him to the plaza, Commissioner,... there will be a public confession there." ""From the smoke rose the locusts over the Earth,..." ""until the sun was hidden,... and the air..."" "That's true, Dad." "The Bible says so,... the world will come to an end." "Let's think about it, son." "The Bible doesn't demand that it be taken as literal." "Really?" "And how am I supposed to take it, then?" "Well, like it is meant, like a parable." "A parable, the Bible?" "Yes." "Alonso, the Bible tells us many things,... but it was written by other men." "By men who saw and lived in the world in a different way." "No, Dad, the Bible isn't outdated,... the Bible is the word of God." "Don't you believe in God?" "You don't believe?" "No, I didn't say that." "Dad, if God didn't exist, then everything would be a mess." "It wouldn't matter if we were good or evil." "And there'd be no Heaven, so we'd never see Mom again." "Come here, Son." "Gonzalo, Alonso, they've nabbed the parish priest!" "~ They've grabbed the priest!" "~ Relax." "What happened?" "They took him to the plaza." "They said he was lying." "You're late." "Pardon the delay, ma'am." "You know I don't allow this." "You have a good reason?" "No, ma'am." "What do you have there, Catalina?" "You're filthy!" "How dare you come to my palace in such a state!" "You look like a beggar." "~ I'm sorry, ma'am." "~ "I'm sorry, ma'am."" "See that it doesn't happen again." "I don't want my son sickened by the filth you bring to my palace." "Excuse me, ma'am, I'll go clean up right away." "Do me the favor of smiling, this is a visit by the king of France." "Poor Catalina, such a long face you wear today." "Come on, smile!" "Come with me, there's lots to do." "Put an end to this as soon as possible." "The Church doesn't recognize any tears of the Virgin,... nor does it support the idea of an apocalypse." "The parish priest of the hermitage of the Virgin of the Truth... is the one who falsified the tears of the Virgin,... and he's here to confess to that." "Bring him here." "So if the priest was lying, then the world's not about to end?" "Listen to me, the people are very agitated,... don't get separated from me." "It's true,..." "I lied to you." "Louder." "I lied to you." "Now you've heard him,... he who deceived us,... but you've got nothing to fear,... so go back to your homes and carry on with your lives." "Get him out of here." "Father, I'm sorry for doubting you." "Honest." "Let's go." "She cried bloody tears, indeed, she cried bloody tears!" "I didn't do anything, the Virgin cried bloody tears!" "You can do what you want to me, but I only answer to God." "The world's about to end!" "Dad!" "Alonso, let's go!" "For God's sake!" "The street's becoming impassable." "Stay here, I'm going to find a priest." "I don't know what with all this mess whether we'll be able to find one for tomorrow." "No, no, no, Juan, don't go, don't go!" "It's dangerous, stay here with me." "We're going to get married tomorrow, right?" "Of course." "I wouldn't mind if the world ended." "What's going on?" "Nothing." "It isn't the end of the world,... now begins a new world,... yours and mine." "I love you." "Go on, search out a priest." "Don't move from here, please, all right?" "When I get back, I'll accompany you to the palace." ""Dear Margarita,"..." "Like an egg and a chestnut." "My handwriting resembles that of my Master as an egg resembles a chestnut." "What would the Master say to the lady,... if he had the guts?" "For he loves her in his very body and soul... that's what it's all about." "By the mother who bore me, what a mess." "Where can I find some more paper?" "This's already written on." "What's this here?" ""I write you this letter..." ""because I hardly dare..." ""to look at you, or..." ""even get near you." ""For the rest of my life,..." ""if you want." ""I love you, Cristina." ""Gonzalo."" "If I see it I can do it." "I can't." "But if this isn't the right time, then when?" "You're here." "The parish priest of the hermitage...in the end, he killed himself,... and in front of everyone." "Heaven save me." "Master,... forgive me for what I said before, I got too wild over this,... but this business of the end of the world has upset me." "~ Don't worry about it." "~ Yes, yes, I do worry about it." "Because the last thing I would have wanted is for you and I to leave this world in hostility to each other." "Tell me that you forgive me,... and that you understand that everything I do is your own good,... now and forever... whether the world ends or not --- tell me!" "Sátur, you're right about one thing:..." "I don't know everything,..." "I'm just like everyone else,... but there is one thing I really do know:... and that's that you appreciate me." "Help, please!" "Forgive us our sins, Lord." "Why did he do that, Sátur?" "This fear, it's made us mad, Alonso." "And it makes us sick." "Son." "I don't want to die, Dad." "Relax, son." "It's just that I'm only ten years old,... and there's so much I haven't done, that I won't be able to do." "I won't be able to get married, I'm not going to have kids, I won't work." "And I feel bad,... and even though I know Mom's waiting for us, I still don't want to die." "No, Alonso, Mom doesn't want you to die... she wants you to live, and be very happy." "Trust me on this." "Everything's all right, we'll be safe." "And if you're wrong?" "If the world should burn up?" "There'll be nothing left." "I don't know, son." "There'd still be the oceans,... and there'd still be everything underground, I guess." "But that's not going to happen." "No." "You don't know what God's decided to do." "Come here." "Forgive the delay, Madam Marquesa." "It was my fault, Lucrecia." "You don't have to give me excuses." "You can take the day off, Margarita." "But are you sure you won't be needing my help, ma'am?" "No, go ahead." "Many thanks." "Are you cooking by yourself?" "The cook's left, I just have to shut things down." "I suppose I know what to do." "Go with God." "Lucrecia." "I've done what you asked me." "Let my son go." "He was hiding in the attic." "~ What do I do?" "~ He's of no use to us, kill him, like the others." "No, no!" "Leave him alone, leave the young Marquís alone." "He's going to guide us in our search of the palace." "Guard him, let's go." "Take him along, move!" "It has to be deep enough,... so it won't burn when everything goes up in flames." "Come on, let's see if it already fits in." ""To the people of the future" --- who's going to read that letter,... if we're all doomed to the flame?" "At best someone will survive,... a man and a woman,... and they'll have kids, like Adam and Eve." "And after a while, well, the Earth will again be filled with people." "And why will they want a book of your father's lessons?" "Well...because maybe...they become savages,... and they won't be able to read or write." "This way they'll be able to learn how." "And the hourglass?" "So they'll learn that it was already invented, and they don't waste time trying to re-invent it." "Good, but..." "I tell them all this in the letter to the future." "I'd also like to send them something,... my father's razor." "Come on." "Go get it." "What are you doing with that box, Alonso?" "I'm burying it for the people of the future, so it won't get destroyed when everything burns up." "If there are any people in the future." "Look, Alonso, I didn't mean..." "I don't want you terrified." "Don't feel guilty,... it's not your fault." "There's room left, do you want to put something in, too?" "Well, I'd like to get there into myself, Alonso..." "And you." "And the people I love, but..." "I've been thinking." "What?" "Alonso, I'm thinking that maybe... we still may save ourselves." "Secure these." "Lucrecia." "What do you want?" "If you let them go, I'll give you whatever you ask." "Jewels, money." "And if we don't let them?" "The Commissioner of the town lives in this house,... he'll be about to arrive." "So you better chose what you want, and go,... if you don't want to end up dead." "We're all dead, the world's ending, Marquesa." "We no longer have any reason to yield to your threats, whore!" "In fact... let's have a little fun." "You." "You bet I have something for you." "But now, what do we have here?" "Up!" "No, no!" "Do you know I've always had a weakness for young nobles?" "~ Where are the others?" "~ Dead." "~ All of them, they're all dead?" "!" "~ Yes." "Like you will be tomorrow." "The king of France!" "My God, surely they've killed him." "The Commissioner usually comes on time, Mom?" "He should be about to get here." "Who is it?" "The duke of Hurting Valley, sir." "They're crazy!" "They believe the world will end because of the sins of the powerful." "There'll be more attacks like this, we must be prepared." "Very well." "Double the guard, in the streets and thoroughfares..." "I'm going to ask for help from the royal guard." "Yes, sir." "...7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13..." "It ought to be here." "Thirteen steps from the Rock of Hope towards El Escorial." "That's a lie, Sátur." "We've done this lots of times, and that refuge doesn't exist." "Of course it exists, I told you that before." "My good friend Jacinto, who ran into a night of torment in Cabo de Palos,... never stopped talking about the legend of the secret refuge of Felipe II." "He told how he built it here,... less than a league from El Escorial, Juan de Herrera,... his famous architect, to protect against possible enemy attacks." "Yeah." "Since you already told me this twenty times, there's no need to repeat it." "Alonso, we'll find it,... even if I have to spend the entire night counting out 13 steps to the left or right." "Even if I end up with blisters the size of Teruel in my feet, we'll find it." "No, we won't find it." "And even if we do, how do we convince my father to come along?" "He doesn't believe in anything." "I'm responsible for bringing him, Alonso, even if...it raises his hackles." "9, 10, 11, 12, 13." "Let's see if there's some more luck." "It's here, Sátur." "It's here, you were right." "Help me." "Help me." "What are you doing here, at this time of day?" "The Marquesa gave me the day off." "Lucrecia gave you the day off?" "~ Yes." "~ She must be ill." "~ You've got..." "~ What?" "Full of soap." "Thanks." "Gonzalo,... ~ Tomorrow..." "~ No, Margarita, don't you tell me that tomorrow will be the end of the world." "No." "Tomorrow I'm marrying Juan." "Margarita, what's going on, are we going crazy?" "~ Gonzalo..." "No, Margarita, it's not going to be the end of the world, why change your plans?" "There's no need to get married tomorrow." "Why does it upset you, Gonzalo?" "I'm not upset." "Why should it have to upset me?" "That's precisely what I say." "Because this has everything to do with her, and with me." "but not with you." "Juan, please." "Margarita, as far as I'm concerned you can get married whenever it suits you." "I'm only saying that you have to bear Alonso in mind,... he's already so screwed up about the end of the world, he'll probably think that's why you're getting married." "Don't worry, Gonzalo, tomorrow I'll explain it to him." "This is perfect, Sátur." "Ready to move into our new home." "Not really, but if we bring blankets, food, and water, it should do the trick." "What's going on?" "Well, I don't know whether this is very safe." "But how could it not be safe,... if it was constructed by the architect to Felipe II?" "Maybe he was wrong in his calculations,... since it doesn't have any sign of ventilation." "What's the point of living here if we die of asphyxiation?" "No, but how long will we be in there before leaving?" "How should I know?" "I never witnessed the end of the world." "I don't know how long it'll take for the Earth to cool off again." "Yeah, but this is our only chance, Sátur." "Look, besides, they'll fit in here:..." "Aunt Margarita, Dad, you, me,..." "Murillo, Cipri, Catalina,..." "Stop, stop, stop, stop." "Alonso, the more people we have here, the more food and vital stuff we'll have to bring." "Yeah, so let's bring them." "And where do we get them from?" "In town there's not enough to fill one mouth." "So what are you saying,... that here there's no room for all of them?" "Because I can't bring myself to decide who lives and who dies, Sátur." "Me neither, Alonso,..." "I can't do it either." "How tough this is, damn." "You, your dad, and Margarita, that's three." "Let Murillo in, he's a child, and me, I'm staying outside." "No, no, no, Sátur, you're part of the family, don't you get it?" "And Murillo and me, we don't count as two, just one." "We won't eat all that much, really!" "We'll see." "Play something." "It's the time that you women perform a little." "No, no, no!" "What do you want?" "That you perform a dance for us to see." "And the kid, too." "I'll entertain you." "Leave my son alone, he's just a boy." "My son wasn't one year old when he died of hunger... and you could have prevented it." "But you live better by exploiting the poor, isn't that right?" "Daughter of a bitch!" "Who are you?" "Don't you even know?" "No, no." "We're your dregs,... your peasants." "And I swear on my son that you're going to pay for everything at once." "Play." "And you, nobles of shit,... dance for us." "Dance, I said!" "I won't move." ""I'm writing you this letter because I can barely even look at you, let alone get near to you." ""How can I tell you what I'm feeling?" ""You were always special to me,..." ""ever since we were kids." ""You understood me and I understood you, even without words." ""But life is strange, and follows its own course,..." ""and at times it may not go as we have planned."" "Master, what..." "I wanted to say something." "Tell me." "No, it's that...well...acounting on the mess that has been messed... and since the town is out of food, well... they've told me that around about Pinarejo, near El Escorial,... there are still hares." "So I thought we could go hunting tomorrow, at around ten...that's the best time, don't you think?" "You heard what I said, didn't you?" "Eh?" "Yes, yes, Sátur, I heard you, we'll go, we'll go." "And that face?" "What face?" "Master, don't go changing the subject, I known that face as if it was I who bore you." "Come on, what's the matter?" "Nothing, I just had a small faceoff with Juan... about...nothing...a misunderstanding, Sátur." "Misunderstanding?" "Yeah, precisely, forget it." "Master, please, I'm your squire, your man of confidence." "Open up a little, as one should in days like these." "And forgive me if I mention what I shouldn't have to be mentioning." "Fine, Sátur, I told Juan he doesn't have to get married tomorrow because of that end-of-the-world nonsense." "But Juan, he took me wrong, as if I didn't want the two of them to get married." "But Juan and Margarita are going to get married tomorrow?" "Yes." "By the mother who bore me!" "What are you going on about now?" "What happened with you?" "Nothing, well..." "Master, I've done something which isn't very good,... but I did it with the best of intentions, I swear to you." "I thought it was going to help, but it does nothing... and it's going to be a big fat flop, Master, oh my...!" "You've lost me, Sátur." "No, it's better, much better, if you don't understand me, or you'd kill me." "Spit it out, Sátur, you're scaring me --- what have you done?" "No, well... we'll, well..." "I intended to clarify matters with Doña Margarita,... and I've let her know that you, well..." "No?" "All right, that you love her." "What?" "~ What have you told her...?" "~ No, no..." "No, no." "I didn't tell her anything." "What's happened is that I found a letter from you in which you declared... you declared your love for your late wife,..." "Jesus, what that letter cost you, and how beautiful it was, Master,... and then it occurred to me to change the name... ~ because I thought that..." "~ No, Sátur, don't tell me..." "Don't even say another word." "No." "What you've done is unforgivable!" ""I know you've been waiting for a long time,..." ""but there's been cowardice,..." ""because I couldn't overcome the past,..." ""but all this is already over." ""I want to spend the rest of my life with you,..." ""if it suits you." ""I love you, Margarita."" "Yes?" "Tell me, Sátur." "I'm afraid you've already read it, right?" "What?" "That was my business,... wipe this out of your mind." "You're referring...to this letter?" "My master didn't write it to you." "I..." "I changed the name of the person for whom... he wrote it." "It was for my sister?" "Yes." "But how could you possibly play with my emotions like this, Sátur?" "Leave me alone." "Ma'am, I'm very sorry." "Leave me alone, Sátur, beat it!" "You, which one's the key to the cellar?" "Rodrigo, come with me." "We're going to get something to drink." "This night seems very long." "You come, too." "Mom." "The Commissioner should be here by now,... why hasn't he come?" "He'll come, Nuño." "No, he's not coming,... he'd be here already." "With the riots there are in town,... they're going to kill us." "~ They're going to kill us." "~ Shut her up, Catalina." "Do something." "It looks like you're already dead." "Calm down, Marta, calm down." "Calm down." "We've got to keep our chins up." "We can't afford defeatism." "The Commissioner." "Open your mouth, whore." "Help me drink all this." "Are they going to kill us, Mom?" "No." "Excuse me, but I want to be alone." "It seems you need to get out your feelings." "Do you like it that they see you when you cry?" "Forgive me." "Are you scared about the end of the world?" "Scared?" "It's what I crave most at this very moment!" "Don't say that." "You don't understand." "I don't know why, but... but I didn't forget someone." "I should have forgotten him a long time ago, but I couldn't." "I just can't." "I understand." "I don't think so, but thanks." "Close your eyes." "Do as I say, shut your eyes." "Close your eyes and listen to me." "Everything's fine, Margarita." "It'll all come to work out." "The pain of the moment will soon pass,... and you'll forget it." "You'll forget this person,... and you'll be happy." "Hey!" "What are you going to do to me?" "Let me go!" "Let me go!" "Don't stop for anything worldly, we're leaving." "Run." "Alonso, I'd like to talk with you if you have a moment." "Hello." "Well, you see..." "I've got to go somewhere, but..." "Why don't you come with me, and we'll talk on the road?" "Is it far?" "I don't know if I have the time." "Well, who has time on the day of the end of the world?" "Yeah, well, if your nephew asks you to go with him on such a day as this, then it must be important to him, right, Alonso?" "Yeah, it's important, very important." "Well, let's go, the earlier we leave the earlier we'll get back." "I'll grab a shawl, it seems to be freshening up." "Sátur, don't forget the water, right?" "And Murillo." "What are you going to tell my dad so he'll come along?" "I already told him." "I said we were going to hunt hares." "~ What's happening is..." "~ What?" "Nothing, I think he's a bit annoyed with me... let's see if we could have the feast in peace." "Yeah, kind of a feast we're going to have." "Are you scared, Sátur?" "Me?" "No, no." "You relax, Alonso, everything's going to work out all right, right?" "Let's go, Alonso." "Hang on a moment while I grab a sling." "Hi." "Take this, Gonzalo." "Hey, Dad." "~ Shall we go, Aunt?" "~ Let's go." "Master, insult me,... whip me, if you want, but don't inflict me with one of those silences of yours,... since I already told the lady,... that it was my fault." "I can't do anything else, I'm sorry." "We're still scheduled to go catch hares?" "Me being an imbecile is not an obstacle to get some food, I say?" "I already told you I would." "Wait for me here, I have to take care of something... and I'll be right back, wait here." "Martín!" "Martín!" "Wake up." "I love you." "I love you a lot." "Is Margarita here?" "No, she isn't." "Well, I'm here to..." "I'll get back later." "Gonzalo, did you know they've cornered the Commissioner in the duke's estate?" "And they say they're going to sacrifice him." "Excuse me, but I've got to hurry off." "Sátur, Sátur, wait." "Where are you going with all that water?" "Altogether, with the time we have left,..." "You know, Cipri, my master doesn't believe in these things... and he wants to keep up his everyday routine, Cipri." "~ Are you all right?" "~ Yes, yes, yes!" "Look me in the face." "Are you crying?" "No, it's nothing, just... it's just an eyelash that gets too close to my eyebrow, and I don't know which is which." "Done." "Goodbye, Cipriano." "Look, remember that you promised you'd come be with me... you know, when... ~ when it happens." "~ Yeah, yeah, yeah." "You're...you're a good friend." "A boon companion, I am." "For me, one of the best I've had in this life." "~ Be careful, right?" "~ You bet." "The people are plain crazy." "They say they've nabbed the Commissioner." "The Commissioner?" "Yeah, they're going to sacrifice him, by the hermitage.." "No, Cipri, no!" "Come here, boy." "Come here." "Don't even budge, you got that?" "Hold this, I'll be right back." "Don't move a muscle." "What's all this?" "A refuge, to protect us against the fire." "If we're below ground, we won't burn." "And since we don't know how long we'll have to sat underground, we've brought all this stuff along." "What do you mean: "we've brought"?" "Your father helped your prepare all this, he agrees?" "No, I did it with Sátur." "You already know Dad doesn't believe anything's going to happen... but Sátur will bring him anyway,... even if he wouldn't want to." "It's a good idea, right?" "This is how we'll save the four of us." "What four, Alonso?" "Alonso." "What four?" "Those in the family." "You, Dad, Sátur, and me." "Oh yeah, and Murillo, too,... because the two of us, him and me, just count as one." "And Juan?" "Aunt, I want to save more people, too,... but we can't, we can't bring enough supplies." "Besides, he's not in the family." "He is in the family, Alonso,... that's what I wanted to talk to you about." "Juan is waiting for me to get married this very day." "You're going to marry him?" "But, Aunt, with that many of us here,... we'd run out of food before it would be safe to leave here." "Or of water." "Alonso, I can't leave him outside." "I love him." "Agreed?" "Come on, let's leave." "But, Aunt,..." "Let's go, Alonso." "What was that?" "A bear." "What?" "There's a bear up there, Alonso." "What are we going to do?" "Lord, help us!" "God may kill you today,... but I'll do it tomorrow." "I promise." "Get away from me, leave me alone." "Leave me alone, leave me alone!" "No, you'll repent!" "Leave him alone." "Run!" "Let's go." "Mother, it's so long since she left." "Irene must have gotten out." "No, no, no!" "He's dead!" "Martín's dead!" "Stupid, you've condemned us all, I told you not to stop." "Shut up!" "Get undressed." "I told you to get undressed." "No, please." "Rodrigo, you do it." "No, no!" "We could have gotten along very well." "The end of the world!" "We're going to die alone, Aunt!" "I saved your life, don't force me to kill you." "Today is the perfect day." "We won't violate you all,... it'll be even worse." "Juan!" "We have to make up for lost time." "To get through this night..." "I don't know where Margarita or Alonso went, so you've got to remember." "Ma'am, forgive me, do you know me?" "~ Sátur." "~ How come you know my name?" "In my room there's a hatch, and it takes us...you already know!" "You and I are a team." "Red Eagle." "Do you have an eagle in your house?" "Just a coward... who'd let a child witness a rape." "We're alone." "Breathe, breathe." "They're going to kill us all." "Not you, please, Aunt!" "Where are you, son?" "The hour is here, the hour is here!"