"The whole kingdom make its living from the gold from New Spain." "We need that gold." "You're still in bed." "Are you all right?" "I'm a little tired." "Well, Miss, that's normal during the first few months of pregnancy." "~ She's the chief's daughter." "~ Don't kill her." "~ I know where to find the Holy Grail." "~ Where?" "In the bridge to Briñas." "By now the entire court will know that their king prefers a savage over his queen." "We've been invited to a hunting preserve by the lake." "I have to talk business." "Mount a horse?" "His Majesty requires your services." ""A guest arrived from the Americas will live in your palace."" "My name's Anáhuac." "What are we going to do if Floro comes back?" "If Floro returns...it's over." "On the voyage they raped me every night." "Then you know what our men like." "I don't like your girlfriend living in our home, but I don't want us to be at odds." "Leave that window open, we'll help you escape." "Get him out of here and shut the inn." "But why?" "I haven't done anything, Commissioner!" "It's my home!" "Where am I going to live?" "No, please!" "Do you realize what they'll do to us when they learn that we helped her escape?" "I lost a sister, and I swear I'd give anything to have been able to say goodbye." "~ What's that?" "~ They were looking for the Holy Grail." "I won't tolerate a bunch of natives facing down my kingdom." "So many seeking el Dorado and it turns out it was here." "A parent who can't hear is bad, a teacher worse, but a deaf hero, no way." "You're disabled." "Disabled!" "Stand back!" "Go if you want, while I finished putting on the bandage." "I think it's better that I stay." "Laura de Montignac." "The escutcheon." "She has to be looking for us." "Well, if you two don't stop looking for each other, tell me how you'll find each other." "Never mind...you already left a note for your mother there in the orphanage." "Right?" "Tomorrow the quicksand, the day after tomorrow the tower...this is like a loop." "Look, this could be the title of the book of our deeds:..." ""The circular life of the Red Eagle and his faithful squire"." "What do you think?" "I was distracted, sorry." "What were you saying?" "I was talking about our book." "Even though I speak and you don't hear me, at least make believe you do,... like an old married couple together for a lifetime." "Very well, Sátur." "Come on, let's go." "Let's go back home." "I'm going to see whether I can catch something." "Sátur, let it be, it doesn't matter." "Of course it matters...!" "Man doesn't live by mysteries alone!" "Let me catch something and don't talk too loudly, we don't want to scare them." "Here you are." "Was it really necessary to humiliate me like that?" "Well, I don't know why you're so hurried since leaving the orphanage,... you have me and the poor beasts ridden into the ground." "Juan is coming today to tell the truth to Margaret, and I want to be there when that happens." "~ The doctor's coming back today?" "~ Yeah." "But why didn't you tell me before, in God's name?" "First things first, and first is the lady!" "Surely you're a tightlipped cuss..." "Come on, let's go." "I'll cook this now...for the gang." "Checkmate." "Ma'am, a youth asks to speak with you." "~ At this time of day?" "~ He says it's very important." "All right, let him in." "By your leave." "These aren't the hours at which one presents oneself in any home." "Excuse me, Hernán, but this is, as you know, my home." "Who are you and where did you come from?" "Ma'am, my name is Álvaro Dueñas and I'm a fencing master." "I've just returned from traveling and have come to be your son's tutor." "And who said that we needed your services?" "The gentleman." "I understand that in his noble estate, he needs to practice the art of fencing." "In case he's already good, with me, he'll be the best." "~ Nuño already has a tutor." "~ Give me your credentials." "~ Some fruit?" "~ Sure." "You'll start tomorrow." "Lucrecia, you don't know who this guy is." "Nuño needs the best teacher and I know that's not you." "Marquesa." "Juan!" "I fell asleep waiting for you." "~ No matter." "~ How great you're here." "~ How's your mother?" "~ Better." "It was hard, huh?" "Well, you're home, at least, and I'll help you get better every day." "You'll see." "Now we have all the time in the world." "No." "I need to talk to you about something." "What's the matter, Juan?" "I've cheated with another woman." "You cheated on me?" "With who?" "With Eugenia." "But..." "Eugenia insists she's going to get married...." "To me." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "I will not shed a single tear for you, Juan." "You don't deserve it." "If you really want to do something right, get married to Eugenia." "Master, she's coming out!" "Where's she going?" "No." "No, wait, no." "She's just sitting there on the landing." "~ She needs to absorb it." "~ On account of that bump she got..." "The doctor was the best thing that ever happened to the poor dear." "It was the only straw she had to hold on to." "How can she overcome it?" "Sátur, she has us." "Not exactly, there are things you can't do for her." "Like what?" "Well...are you going to be with her every night, warming her bed,... giving her love?" "Beware, the love of a man!" "No." "This woman has lost a husband, some children, and the whole live she envisaged." "All right, you're right about that, but I'll be there by her side supporting her." "Fine." "But be ready,... because a flood will seem like a trickle compared to the tears that will flow from... that woman's eyes when she comes through the door." "You'll see what I mean." "Hi." "I'm not going to eat, I'm very tired." "See you tomorrow." "Margarita, do you want me to fix you something, I'll take it up to you." "~ No." "I just want to sleep." "Good night." "~ Good night." "She's not crying." "She's not crying!" "Her fiancée cheats on her with another woman, and not a drop!" "What?" "Juan cheated on Aunt Margarita?" "Why did he do that?" "It's...it's grownup stuff." "~ What's going on?" "~ Nothing, ma'am, the boyfriend of another woman, who..." "You should do something." "He's humiliated her, and this'll be the talk of the neighborhood." "~ And what do you want me to do?" "~ The same as any other man: avenge her honor." "Alonso, beating Juan in a duel won't make Margarita any happier." "No." "I can't do it." "If someone humiliates your family you can't stand there with crossed arms." "You should do something." "I'll talk to him, to see if I can calm him down." "Meanwhile I'll concentrate on the fish, and..." "Since when do fish have these?" "Master!" "A parcel from Admiral Edward Montago, the ambassador of his Majesty king Charles II of England." "Bad news, your Majesty?" "Since Admiral Montago will arrive at the palace this very afternoon,... and as a final gesture of good will on the treaty assuring peace in the northern seas... he'd want a reception with all available nobles in the palace." "Those English are so presumptuous!" "He'd also like the queen to wear this jewelry they're giving as a present." "The Stuart tiara!" "Without doubt one of the most valuable jewels the English ever had." "The coat of arms leaves no doubt." "This is all we need." "If you will permit me, your Majesty, it would be unwise to risk the peace agreement with the English." "A naval conflict now would be fatal to the Crown,... even more so, if possible, with the front with the Portuguese still wide open." "Besides, after the one showing at the palace, the tiara can always be sold off,... of course, to help meet the needs of our troops." "All right." "Have the reception arranged." "Go on...it won't come in." "How strange, since only a month ago it fitted you well!" "Leave it, you're putting it in wrong." "Leave it." "Marta, do me a favor: go down to the kitchen and see how breakfast's doing, I'm very late." "Take a deep breath." "The belly's not showing yet but your bust is developing." "You should tell him soon." "Already?" "I shouldn't wait?" "Let's see...your husband, like all men, I don't think he'd object to you getting big breasts... but if he puts two and two together and thinks you're pregnant before you tell him, he can grow suspicious." "It's better if you tell him right away instead of having him figure it out on his own." "I don't know whether I can, Catalina." "Hernán is the Commissioner and it's his business to discover lies." "Look, ma'am, even if your husband's really bright,... all us women have our tricks for this moment,... especially if your child's life is at stake." "Listen well to me, I'm an old hen, I've already announced a pregnancy twice." "You tell him: "Hernán, I've got something very important to tell you"." "He'll look at you, then you smile at him and say: "I'm expecting your son"." "And if he doesn't say anything?" "You know what he's like, he clams up, and..." "Well, if he stays mum, just plant a big sloppy kiss on him,... and leave him to get used to the idea, like all us women have done so far." "I won't dare." "Hernán..." "I have to...have to..." "Irene, you should be clearer when speaking." "You've had classes for that, haven't you?" "I'm expecting your son." "Good, that's great!" "Congratulations!" "Where is...?" "Ah, there you are, Catalina!" "Why those faces?" "Why so happy?" "My wife...will grant me a son." "Congratulations." "Sooner or later we all have one, dear." "Well, I have a reception with the king." "Catalina, prepare my blue silk dress." "Hop to it." "By your leave." "Congratulations." "Master, have you seen the lady this morning?" "She went to the palace early and I missed her." "As I see it...well...you know that I usually won't take sides,... but what the boy says makes sense." "All right, fine, do you want me to challenge him to a duel, too?" "If you weren't going to win, I'd say no, but given who you are..." "Besides, what can I say?" "It'll be one less bastard to watch out for." "Sátur, we're talking about a man's life." "Well, what of it, something straight out of..." "Given the shape of the slice, it looks like torn off." "Torn off?" "But torn off accidentally, while reaping grass by the river,... or torn off by way of torture and maltreatment?" "I don't know." "It could have been an animal." "Well, tell me: do you have to save someone or not, what's the story?" "The cut is recent, and because it still has fresh blood on it, yes, the woman might still be alive." "But is that a woman's finger?" "Yes, and she's a seamstress." "There are needle scars, like with Margarita." "And this is a symbol..." "It looks Christian." "Look familiar?" "It looks to me like the sigil of Father Jerónimo." "I've heard of him." "Do you know where he has his congregation?" "Father Jerónimo's a good man." "He feeds the poor, he nurses sick people." "Look, you can't distrust Father Jerónimo." "Let it go.]" "Sátur, I just want to talk with him." "This is his sigil." "You're so used to dealing with bad people that you even suspect the blessed." "Don't even mention Father Jerónimo!" "Certainly..." "Always the same." "Well, one day I'll disappear, too." "Deception is the best defense against the enemy, Nuño." "You thought I was right-handed but I happen to be left-handed." "Your teachings are interesting." "Thank you, Marquesa." "Good, Nuño, you can stand down." "Tomorrow we'll resume practicing." "As you say, teacher." "I received some fencing classes some years ago, before my son was born." "I'd like to spar with you." "Mother." "It never hurts for a lady to know her place." "I'm glad I hired a teacher who brings such passion to his job." "I imagine other aspects of your life will be the same." "Shall we continue in my room?" "As you please..." "Mother." "What did you call me?" "Look familiar?" "You asked me where I came from." "Are you familiar with the forest of Roblares?" "You don't want to talk about it now, do you?" "If you don't want to talk and you don't want to cry, at least you can insult Juan." "I don't want to insult anyone, Catalina." "There's no problem, I'm fine, really." "Oh, it doesn't matter?" "It doesn't matter!" "?" "Of course it matters!" "You're just skipping the usual steps of breaking up." "When people break up they feel bad." "The only thing I want is to continue with my normal life." "That's all." "Normal." "So now you'll wake up feeling normal, you're going to make normal breakfast,... and so normally you'll crash yourself and eat some porridge crumbs." "But get it through your head, Girly, your man's gone off with someone else!" "That's not the same as having lunch without you." "Good, enough, for God's sake, Catalina!" "Give it a rest." "Nothing you say has happened, Juan doesn't exist and he hasn't done anything." "Have you got that?" "Besides, I don't want to go on talking about this, given the hard day I'm facing." "~ Well, let's see, that's what I said?" "~ Yeah." "But, girl, it's for your own sake, you can't stay so calm, you have to vent." "~ Catalina, please." "~ Miss?" "Can you prepare some tea?" "Of course." "I'm feeling a bit like getting sick." "Of course, Miss, be seated." "But you now can say it out loud." "You may already have symptoms outside." "Well, by the way, you were great on the announcement!" "You were marvelous, huh?" "Correct, natural,... well, you should feel proud of yourself." "Just like the Commissioner is so proud that he'll be a father." "Yeah, I guess." "Well, if everything's fine, what's with all the gloom?" "I don't know, Catalina, but imagine if at birth he has brown hair and green eyes like Martín." "Well, you're right to worry, since the Commissioner and Martín...they're like an egg and a chestnut." "But we should have faith and pray that the child won't resemble his father." "What's wrong with resembling the town's Commissioner?" "There's nothing wrong with that, sir." "It's just...we were saying that...we hope the child will be as beautiful as the mother." "But, hey, if he looks like you, he'll have your bearing and gallantry, which is something special." "It doesn't matter to me as long as it's male." "I don't want you to come down here." "In your condition these fumes will do you no good at all.." "If you need something, ask Catalina." "Now let's go, I'll take you back upstairs." "I'll bring your tea straightaway, Miss." "Here is your suspect,... a man gives mass like Christ on the Mount because he has no church." "You're going to bother him over nothing." "I'll be quick." "Lucrecia." "What are you up to?" "Have you lost your mind?" "Who do you think you are to enter my quarters like this?" "Why were you going to do it?" "That mark is an imperfection." "Lucrecia, you've been like this all your life and it's not an imperfection." "It's part of who you are." "Leave me alone." "Get out of here!" "You're crazy." "Oh, yes, you're referring to Isabel." "But the truth is she's been missing for few days." "She's ill." "But you, why are you looking for her, son?" "I'm looking for new seamstress and they recommended her to me." "You don't know whether she's got a friend or family member from around here?" "No, no, no, I'm sure she didn't." "She always came and went by herself." "Do you know where she lives?" "No, no." "I hardly know anything about her." "She's new in the congregation." "But I assure you I'll tell her that you're looking for her." "Thank you, Father." "~ Cipri!" "~ Sátur!" "Cipriano, what are you doing here?" "I didn't know you were a devotee of Father Jerónimo." "No, it's my brother who was." "He had a bad stomach and he helped him out." "So sometimes I come by and listen." "You've got a brother, then?" "I had no idea." "Does he live in town?" "No, he died." "Forgive me, you have my sympathies." "It just goes to show you how little I know about you." "Mead from Father Jerónimo!" "Come on, let's head by the mead shop." "For headache and bad bones, by a holy hand." "For headaches, poor bones... --- This has more properties than the Duchess of Alba!" "Listen, give me a bottle." "~ From the holy hand." "~ Thanks." "Sátur, what are you buying?" "Mead." "A Father Jerome restorative cures everything." "For sure!" "By a holy hand." "The due charity?" "Speaking of hands, if you don't mind extending yours,..." "Here you go." "~ Let's go." "~ With God." "Is something bothering you, Mother?" "How did you find me?" "Very easily, this is your room." "You know what I mean." "I left you in the forest." "I thought you were dead." "Not everyone is able to leave a newborn alone in the woods." "A peasant saw you abandon me and run off." "He knew you were one of the servants of the Duke of Escalona,... because he used to see you when you went to wash clothes in the river." "He raised me." "What do you want, gold?" "I could give you a chest and a house right now." "A house where I can go to visit you." "It's a whole life that you have to compensate for, Marquesa." "I want the tiara that the English have given to our Majesties." "Are you asking me to rob the queen?" "You're invited to the reception at the royal palace, it won't cost you anything to get to it." "All eyes will be on it this evening." "I can't do it." "It's impossible." "The family of the Marqués de Santillana will be pleased to know that I'm your son,... and what about the court nobles, who have always distrusted your plebeian origins?" "It will be the scandal of the year." "No." "You wouldn't dare." "Don't underestimate me, Marquesa." "Don't forget whose son I am." "The woman was sick, possibly the worms already got rid of her." "And how do you explain the finger?" "I will reconstruct what happened: the woman died in the forest." "A vulture came and took her finger." "From there the vulture took and it dropped it into the river." "Then came a fish and ate it." "The finger food chain." "Good." "Food chain." "That could be it, but I prefer to check one last thing." "Stubborn, you are!" "Well, I already told you." "You do what you want." "~ Cipriano!" "~ Sátur." "This is going to set me up like a bull." "I'll attract women..." "like flies to honey." "Right!" "Speaking of women, you haven't drained your fang since that business with Inés, am I right?" "I..." "I don't talk about such matters." "And that credits you." "I'm telling you because they've opened a new brothel there on the way to Alcalá." "Sure thing, I'll pick you up this evening and we'll go there." "No, no, no, thanks, Sátur." "I don't feel comfortable in such a place." "If it's out of shame, some women are very discreet and very clean." "They're very professional, you see!" "No, no." "What is it?" "What's with you?" "Sátur?" "What's up with me?" "I feel like I ate some chicken and it's pecking away at me from the inside." "Hello." "Let me help you." "No need, Gonzalo." "It's no problem." "Besides, I'm a little taller and can reach it better." "And I'm not calling you short, am I?" "That's not necessary." "I can already reach it myself." "Margarita, I know what you're going through and I wish I could help." "Yes, I know you know, but since when, Gonzalo?" "That hardly matters now." "You knew." "You knew he was cheating on me behind my back but you didn't say anything." "You just kept quiet." "Do I mean so little to you?" "You mean a whole lot to me." "For the love of God, Gonzalo,... you'd see me here every day, sewing on the dress for the woman he was cheating on me with,... and you didn't have the guts to say a word!" "I talked to Juan, but he made me promise not to tell you anything." "He wanted to tell you himself." "Sure, how nice!" "Everything between gentlemen." "And what about me?" "You said, good, now make up your mind between them,... since I'm so busy with my new woman." "No, no it wasn't like that, not at all." "Maybe, maybe I was wrong...but I never wanted to hurt you." "But that's exactly what you've done." "Very deeply." "Now, if you don't mind, I've got things to do." "I'm sorry." "Although their food is so disgusting that hard to imagine how they stay alive,... the English have a taste for jewelry." "There's no doubt about it." "The tiara is spectacular, your Majesty." "Your Majesty, I couldn't wait to see you with the tiara." "And I've done well by coming, because I don't know what shines brighter, the diamonds or you." "I appreciate the complement." "And if you weren't the fawning toady you are, I'd even believe it." "Don't get me wrong, your Majesty, because if you were that mustached Portuguese woman..." "Charles II of England took as his wife, I'd stay mum." "I prefer silence to a lie." "In any case, I would like to propose a toast." "Allow me." "You still have attitudes which reveal your wicked past, Marquesa." "I struggle with them every day trying to change them, your Majesty." "But you know, bad habits are never truly lost." "That is certainly the glibness which makes you so sought after in salons." "They call it "a smooth tongue"." ""A smooth tongue"." "Your Majesty..." "Countess..." "Thank you." "To the best and greatest queen that Spain has ever had." "~ The tiara." "~ Exquisite, your Majesty." "Are you all right?" "A little water." "Give her some air." "~ Water, please, a glass of water." "~ It must be the heat." "~ Loosen her dress." "~ She's responding." "Summon a doctor, your Majesty." "Get a doctor, quickly!" "Doctor." "What's up with you, Sátur, are you sick?" "No, I'm fine." "No, he's not all right." "He's throwing up all the time." "Show me." "Fine, fine, fine." "I'll touch here." "For the record, attend me, but as a doctor, not as a person." "We'll see." "~ Does that hurt?" "~ No." "Good, good, good." "No, this isn't so bad, eh, Sátur?" "You've eaten something bad." "Until you feel better, don't eat anything solid, liquids only." "Agreed?" "See?" "What did I tell you?" "I don't know why we came." "Liquid, you say?" "I'll use this liquid, it cures everything." "Thanks, doctor." "Good God!" "Check out Madam Irene...she's pregnant, right?" "Well, given the law about husbands and wives, I don't think I'll pay much attention to it." "But my calculations don't match up." "If the child shows up...the wedding night was..." "But, let's see, Marta, what calculations are you talking about?" "Since when can you do arithmetic?" "Go on, take, take this, then put it in the small altar to the Virgin." "And no chatting about it down there, I know your ways!" "Miss Irene is pregnant and that's all." "Are we settled on that?" "Now go on." "Young Master." "Leave me alone, Catalina." "Yes, young Master." "By your leave." "Juan." "I have to talk with you." "Gonzalo, I want you to tell Margarita..." "No, it's not about that." "This is just for your medical opinion." "I believe that an animal tore this off, but I need to know whether the woman was still alive." "Maybe she was alive when it was ripped off." "Of course, I doubt that she still is." "Look, the blue color and these other signs show that the cause was hemlock." "~ So she might have been poisoned?" "~ Right." "~ Thanks, Juan." "~ Gonzalo... is she taking it badly?" "Nuño." "I'm not hungry." "Nuño!" "Sit down, I have to talk with you." "Irene's pregnancy changes nothing." "It changes everything, Commissioner." "You'll have a real son who'll rightfully claim your attention." "You're not my father, and I'd better get used to that." "I want you to help me look after him." "That's what housemaids and wet nurses are for." "I mean I want you to be like a big brother to him." "That's absurd, since we're not even of the same family." "But I wish that you'd act as if we were." "If he gets to your side, he'll look up to you,... and no parent could hope to have a child better than you." "Thanks." "Nuño, with the knife." "No!" "Sátur, you scared me!" "The shock is mine, Ma'am, I need that mead to recover!" "All right, I'm sorry, man." "I have a stomach that's like a drum at the moment." "Leave off, leave off." "That's it, that's it." "Although it looks like you could use something, too." "They say that Father Jerónimo's mead cures everything." "Even pain of the soul." "I'm fine." "Don't worry." "Yeah, all right, well, fine, but just this once." "Since it bothers me to go see Cipri just for one, I could also bring you a bottle,... may you recover that angel face of yours." "You knew that, too, right?" "You knew, but Gonzalo didn't let you do or say anything, right?" "He's a total fool!" "Ma'am, I beg you, don't talk that way about the Master." "It's one thing not to shout it from the rafters but quite another to do nothing." "Oh, really?" "What did he do, talk with Juan?" "To talk Juan, yes, and to give him a seeing-to that left him with his head on backwards,... the slaps he'd give him would bend him steeper than the Tower of Pisa." "Majesty, I have come to inform you that the Flemish merchants have already been engaged... for the new shipment of gunpowder." "I expected no less." "I'll move on to paying them right away." "By the way, magnificent reception." "I'm sure the English have been impressed." "Sir." "Are you taking it away from me?" "Certainly, dear." "It's not necessary." "My personal jeweler will put it in safe keeping." "You're the queen of Spain, and as such you should understand... this tiara is more important to the Empire than it is to you." "I'm the queen of Spain, but not your queen." "It's just crystal!" "They've stolen the tiara." "The seamstress died of poisoning." "Who is poisoning your parishioners?" "I was worried." "I'd begun to fear that they'd cut off your head." "Here's your tiara." "Don't you trust me?" "With this I made up everything I did to you." "That was the point, wasn't it?" "Well, you can go." "I hope you do well." "Goodbye, Mother." "Can I help you?" "No, by God, sir." "It's my job to tend to the clothing." "I insist." "Let's see...where does this belong?" "It's for the lady's dresser." "And where is that?" "It's...it's over there." "Don't worry, I'll take care of them myself." "~ Leave them in the chest, and the keys..." "~ I'll return them to the Marquesa." "To your future son, sir!" "Is this how and where you carry out your work now, Commissioner?" "Or have you found the Holy Grail and that's what you're celebrating?" "We're in another type of celebration, your Eminence." "So quit with the party and get back to work." "They just stole the Stuart tiara right out of the Queen's own rooms." "They've grilled the servants, I imagine." "I guess." "The tiara was replaced with an exact copy which a maid could never afford." "Don't bother looking for the jeweler." "The only one capable of performing such work is already a corpse." "Is it known how many people were in the queen's rooms and if anyone else has had contact with the tiara?" "The Duchess de Ugarte, her two nieces, and the Marquesa de Santillana." "One of them is responsible." "If it becomes public that they've robbed the king in his own rooms he'd be the laughingstock of Europe." "Do whatever it takes, but find it." "Your Eminence." "Manolo?" "Manolo Curdas?" "What else could I have done?" "I wasn't going to leave you standing there alone like that." "At least he knows the inn after spending so many hours there." "Cipriano, haven't you ever thought about selling mead in your inn?" "Maybe that would get you out of poverty." "I couldn't." "It reminds me of my brother, who never stopped drinking it." "That horse?" "Cipriano, I actually think it's best you go to the inn... and not be here when Manolo exhausts your stock." "No, wait." "It's very strange that this horse is here alone." "Might it be that something happened to the owner?" "What could possibly happen to the owner...?" "The horse!" "Come on, horse." "Here, come on, horsey." "Cipri, stay with him." "Hold it, I'll take a look around." "Go on." "Master." "Master!" "What's up?" "It looks like a bear trap." "Has he fallen in there?" "What are you doing, what are you doing, what are you doing?" "I told you to stay with the horse!" "Relax, I tethered it." "Is he in there?" "Yes, he's there, he's there." "Yes, but he's in a pool of blood from the big wallop he got." "You don't want to see him." "Well, if he needs help to get out, four hands help is better than two." "Yes, yes, yes, four is better than two, but..." "Get some rope, there must be some in the saddlebags." "Run." "He's going to find out!" "He's going to find out!" "I'm sorry, Cipriano, it was force majeure." "Master, Master!" "Madam, is it true what they say of the diamond tiara: that the jewels look like shining suns?" "Catalina, retire." "Yes, Ma'am." "By your leave." "Are these the ways of entering a lady's bedroom?" "Where is the lady?" "I only see a thief." "Where did you put the tiara?" "There were only four people in the queen's suite." "They've searched and tortured the servants." "It was just a matter of time before they catch you." "I have to flee." "No, Lucrecia, don't do it." "Don't even think it." "If you do, it'll give you away." "And if I stay they'll cut my head off." "Why did you do it?" "Did greed snatch away what little sanity you have left?" "I didn't take it for myself." "Then for who?" "Tell me." "The fencing master blackmailed me." "Come on now, Lucrecia, a teacher couldn't blackmail a Marquesa." "He's my son, Hernán." "I don't have it anymore." "I gave it to him." "Where was he going?" "No idea." "He left here a while ago." "What am I going to do?" "Recover that cold blood you had when you stole it." "And wait." "Hernán." "Hernán, don't kill him, please!" "Master!" "Master, are you still alive?" "But how did you get there, in God's name?" "And put on the mask, Cipriano is here, knocked out." "I don't know if he'll wake up or not, but as soon as he does, he'll learn about you for sure." "Sátur, bring the rope." "We have to go for Father Jerónimo." "No, no, you're too badly hurt, you can't go anywhere." "Sátur, the rope!" "Juan!" "What do you want?" "I'm going to avenge my aunt because you cheated on her!" "Defend yourself!" "En garde!" "Listen to me, I know exactly what you're feeling,... and I'd do the same as you, but I'm not going to fight you." "My aunt is the best person in the world and she doesn't deserve what you did to her!" "Defend yourself!" "Really defend yourself!" "Man up!" "Alonso!" "Alonso, what are you doing?" "Alonso, for the love of God, leave things as they are." "No, Aunt, he's dishonored you and I mean to make him pay!" "Come on, defend yourself!" "Go on!" "The kid's right, I deserve to die." "Alonso, please!" "Alonso!" "Alonso, please!" "Alonso!" "Where's the tiara?" "Where's the tiara?" "I don't have it." "Where did you hide it?" "If you kill me, you'll never know." "Oh, I won't do that." "I'll just make you suffer so much that you'll beg me to kill you." "All right, I'll tell you." "It's still in her palace." "You can ask the king if you don't believe me." "He's been informed." ""I'm contacting you to let you know..." ""that the tiara is in the Marquesa de Santillana's palace." ""She stole it." "Sincerely, your humble servant."" "Guards!" "And then a branch falls from a tree and hits me in my head." "If you hadn't come by, I'd still be lying there." "God save me, sir, that's real bad luck!" "You make a fine nurse." "Of course, with the doctor at home I must have learned something." "So come on, stop, you're bringing the whole forest on your face." "Mother." "What do you want?" "What were you doing?" "Well...what could we be doing?" "I was treating him for a blow." "Someone has to take care of him." "But Juan wasn't around." "What do you want?" "Well..." "I'm lost on my homework." "Those are things you should ask the teacher about." "Fly to Alonso's place." "Cipri, we have to control ourselves, don't we?" "If the boy catches us the whole world will fall on his head." "Yeah, you're right, but when I see you...good, I can't stand still without..." "Well, but you have to be without." "You have to be without at least when the kid's here." "What did you think, that I don't feel the same?" "~ Hello, doctor." "~ Hi." "Bye, Cipri." "Go with God." "I imagine you don't want to see me here." "They must have told you." "Well, Juan, it's not for me to judge." "Stay as long as you need to." "Thanks." "Why do you poison the people who believe in you?" "All I do is give them hope for a better life." "Even if it should be in the afterlife." "That doesn't answer the question." "Do you mix the hemlock in the mead?" "This way they die little by little, without suffering any." "I give them an end to their lives which is what they want most." "But who do you think you are to decide whether people want to live or die?" "I spent years watching people suffer who I was trying to help." "They had nothing to eat and nowhere to sleep." "I heard them say "I want to die" too many times." "Like the seamstress who committed suicide by jumping into the river." "It seems to me you're just someone who wants to play God." "You save those who want to live, I do the same with those who want to die." "You are also poisoned." "It's not easy to live in sin forever." "Get out of here." "You're not planning to kill me?" "No, I don't play God." "The tiara must be somewhere." "The palace is huge and just the two of us are looking for it." "We'll never find it, Hernán." "What are you doing?" "The king knows --- it's useless." "No, Lucrecia, I won't let you quit now." "Get up and look." "Where was he?" "He left the room but I don't know where he went." "He could have gone anywhere." "Ma'am, I'm sorry but I need the keys to the chest." "Stop worrying about the keys and leave." "Ma'am, excuse me for accepting the fencing master's help..." "What?" "What did you say?" "I'm sorry, I didn't know that..." "Quit apologizing and tell me what happened." "What's this about the keys?" "The teacher helped me with clothes and told me he'd return the keys to the chest." "The chest by the dresser?" "Go on." "They're here." "Hernán, I have to flee." "No, wait, Lucrecia, let's check this out." "Tell them that you heard the Duchess de Ugarte say she'd kill for this tiara." "Ma'am, the royal guard is entering the palace." "Delay them." "Master, I'm right here!" "What are you doing, man of God?" "That's liquid gold!" "Sátur, Sátur, Sátur!" "Father Jerónimo poisoned his parishioners." "Hemlock mixed with mead." "Hemlock?" "Oh, Master, for God's sake, I've been slamming it down all day!" "I'm going to die!" "Halt." "Do you know why we stopped?" "I ordered you to." "I'm headed to Portugal as a matter of urgency and I have no time to lose." "My sister's sick." "Who are you to give this order?" "I'm the town's Commissioner." "I need to inspect your carriage." "I've already been badgered with questions about the tiara before leaving,... and I repeat:" "I didn't take it." "This is outrageous." "I'm a noble of Spain." "It's for your own safety, Ma'am." "We have reports that you're carrying weapons in secret to Portugal." "What is this tripe!" "I'm accused of treason to the king!" "?" "I'm not accusing you of anything, Ma'am." "Traitors take advantage of all trips which will cross to Portugal to hide their weapons." "It could well be that they've hidden them in your carriage without your knowledge." "It'll just take a moment." "Madam." "She hid it under the seat!" "Arrest her!" "Don't let them touch me!" "Take her away!" "No, let me go, let me go!" "The dose is very small." "You'd have to take it over a long period of time." "Then the mead is poisoned." "The seamstress committed suicide by jumping into the river." "That's why her finger was inside a fish." "That wraps things up nicely, then?" "You see, Master, I've been wondering..." "What did you do with Father Jerónimo's corpse?" "There's no body this time, Sátur." "At least not just now." "Don't tell me that he escaped!" "But, that would be a first in your career as a hero!" "He didn't get away from me, I let him go." "No way!" "When a bad guy is caught, you kill him." "Sometimes it's not so easy to know who's good and who's bad." "Really?" "Hey, it's very clear to me!" "A priest who plays with people's hopes and slowly poisons them until he kills..." "That's bad, very bad." "Straight from the hero's handbook!" "What if the people he poisoned wanted to die?" "You again!" "I'm happy enough... --- how do I say this?" " with my convictions firmly settled in place... yet you're determined to make them as mushy as cow dung." "Well, that's that." "Let's go home, Sátur." "There are more men than fish in the sea." "I mean to say, no woman deserves a man making her cry." "I know." "I'll bring some water, we'll have to cook all this somewhere." "Thanks." "I'm sorry." "Can I help you with dinner?" "No need, my love." "I know how, Sátur already taught me." "No need." "Fine, I'll cut up the potatoes, then." "Alonso, promise me one thing:... promise me you'll never get into trouble over me." "Promise me that." "I'd like to, Aunt, but I can't promise, because I'm always going to look out for you." "I told you I have no idea where this tiara is." "They've poked into every last cranny of the palace and haven't found it." "~ No, no, stay away." "~ No, my lady, no!" "Don't even think about touching her again, understood?" "The Duchess de Ugarte stole the tiara." "She was trying to escape with it to Portugal." "Orders from the king." "Are you all right, Irene?" "Catalina, please, accompany her to her quarters." "Yes, sir." "By your leave." "Where were you?" "At present, the Duchess de Ugarte must be about to be beheaded." "The bouncing head should be yours, Lucrecia." "You can't always count on being so lucky." "What happened to the fencing master?" "He's dead." "He didn't deserve a mother like you." "What are you doing?" "It's you, Master, what a fright!" "Nothing, I was giving a few stitches to reinforce the mask so it won't fall down,... sometimes I think people don't spot who you are just because they don't want to." "Well, be careful, because someone could come in." "Master, I remind you that it's one thing to be a hero and quite another to be the creator of the mask,... that could be done by anyone." "Oh, God!" "I think you've reinforced it too much." "Yeah, we Garcías have a prominent jaw." "Look, you better try it yourself, I would stretch it out." "It's fine, don't worry, it's perfect.." "Are you all right?" "Yes, yes, I'm fine, don't worry, I have only a rumble, here." "But, hey, that's almost all in place, I think." "How about I give you the rest of the day off?" "From right now, so you can recuperate." "~ The day off?" "~ Sure." "You're going to give me a day off?" "Yes, Sátur." "No, I can't, I can't because I have to go to pick up some books." "It doesn't matter." "Yes, it matters." "First duty, then pleasure." "I'm wondering about what one's supposed to do on days off,... because I've never had a day off in my life, so..." "That's what being a servant's about, you don't get days off." "Let's think it through." "What are you doing here?" "What do you mean, "what am I doing here"?" "I live here, Cipriano." "But I just saw you on the street now!" "And I greeted you, and you responded." "Me?" "No, it couldn't be." "I've been here for a while." "Oh, you're pulling my leg?" "No, Cipriano, I'm not joking." "I wasn't in the street and I didn't greet you." "That blow to the head left you a bit wobbly, hasn't it?" "I don't know." "Fine, here's some bread I left for you." "Thanks." "See you later." "Later?" "This guy needs as brothel as much as...as he needs to breathe!" "Money." "Don't dare shout." "I'm a poor wretch living on water alone, I even don't have enough to eat." "What else have you got?" "What's that?" "It's worthless." "It's a wooden cup." "Then, why hide it?" "Why do you say that I was here this afternoon gathering books?" "Man of God, this is surely the first time I've come here!" "With God." "Someone like Cipriano." "But are we going crazy or what?" "But what's happening to me?" "First Cipriano saw me where I wasn't, and now the bookseller." "No, I must be getting sick!" "So I'll end up like old Antón, who began with forgetfulness... and who ended up confusing his wife and his hat." "But what?" "Leopoldo I sends his ambassador, the Count von Olsen..." "It would be my pleasure if you would marry him." "You're asking me to move to Vienna?" "I can't give you bread, man, that's to sell in town." "There we'll be better." "You'll get married, you just need a little more time." "The Count travels with a cargo of gold to offer the king." "~ Where's the gold?" "~ A safe place." "The gold's already in the palace, your Eminence." "My shot at the papacy isn't financed out of thin air, Commissioner." "Would you like to get to know Vienna?" "I'd love to know a European court, Mother." "The Cossack's returned!" "It can't be, how is it possible to return from the dead?" "I announce at this moment my future marriage to the Count von Olsen." "~ I don't want to leave, Cipri." "~ I'm sure there's something we can do." "I can't live apart from you." "Your life is mine and it's me who'll decide where you live." "Nobody comes back from death!" "Nobody!" "We'll rob the king."