"We're imposing a new tax to raise 3,000,000 Ducats." "Set a deadline and you'll have your millions." "I'm looking for a child who was here in this orphanage years ago." "Push off or I'll call the guards." "You know what I'm talking about, right?" "No, I don't know." "Bring everything you have or you'll end up like him." "You already have our entire harvest." "This means a famine, right?" "Well, your father and your aunt, they're going to get married." "You'll see the handsome brothers they'll give you." "No, Sátur, she's marrying Juan." "Someone's been asking questions at the orphanage,..." "I'm afraid your secret is at risk." "I hope you know the cost of cheating the authorities." "Here they are, all the records of all the comings and goings of the orphanage." "But why does he have to marry my aunt?" "Why does she want to leave me alone." "You'll never be left alone." "I present to you your future daughter-in-law, Margarita." "How much do you want?" "Is it enough?" "Irene is the niece of Cardinal Mendoza,... do you know how much power the man would have who ended up at her side?" "With the amount of injustices there are, there's a shortage of Red Eagles." "Like all these." "You're a noble of Spain, my son, and you can't marry the first whore who crosses your path." "I won't allow you to speak of the woman I love like that, Mother." "Someone of the people must lead the people." ""Someone of the people must lead the people."" "There are very few like this one." "What is its secret?" "I have to find out about my brother." "I need to find out why someone is adamant that I learn nothing about him." "Rebellion." "If they find we keep it, we're dead." "I love her and I'm going to marry her." "We forbid you to marry this beggar." "Juan has decided to present me in front of all the nobles of the court." "Wow, how romantic!" "This clown Red Eagle again." "Sometimes I don't know if you can't learn anything,... or just turn a blind eye." "Did you kill Augustín?" "Don't you see,... that if you make it, it's as if we've all succeeded!" "?" "Justice to the people!" "You'll see that when these nobles see you,... they'll fall on their asses!" "I wish to present my future wife, Margarita." "Oh, God, this isn't going to stop!" "It's a pity having to waste a good wine." "Damned peasants, how they dislike emptying the sack!" "They've got nothing to eat!" "Then, let them not eat, but they damn well better pay,..." "I don't want the commissioner collecting the blood of my children." "I'll be back in a while." "Don't kill me, please!" "Sátur, what are you doing?" "!" "Sorry, Master, be careful, hold him!" "You shouldn't have brought him, it's too dangerous." "I had no choice." "Careful, Master!" "I'll leave a bit more for the blacksmith." "And here's a surprise for cook, Master, with her he won't go hungry." "For because of her desires of procreation, and having God not blessed her,... her tits are exploding." "If I may be so bold,... you'll be the godfather." "How can I not worry,... my nephew Martín is a fugitive from justice." "And if the commissioner learns that I've kept him in my house,..." "What a mess!" "Clearly this is neither the time nor the place to talk about it --- the walls have ears." "Go ahead, bring it." "This is quite clean, right?" "Yes, of course." "What's going on?" "Juan!" "This is the engagement ring my father gave my mother,... the same one that, ages ago, my grandfather gave my grandmother." "Now it's yours." "Get up, for God's sake." "It's precious,... but it's too much for me." "No, no, no." "Nothing is too good for you, you got that?" "Now I only want you to set the wedding date." "Excuse me, I think I may have interrupted a romantic moment..." "When will we have the wedding?" "We don't know yet." "These things take some thought, right?" "We'll talk about it tomorrow, agreed?" "I'll take you to the door, Juan." "Oh, how beautiful!" "My, what a precious thing..." "With what this cost you, a family could live very well indeed... for half a lifetime, at least!" "Why the long face?" "Have you finally realized that the wedding is for real, then?" "My, little sister, how glad I am to have you by my side!" "Tell me, how are your mother and father?" "Well, they can hardly make ends meet." "In the village there's nothing to eat, it all went to pay taxes." "Fucking exploiters." "Don't worry, kid, we'll get through it." "Estuarda, I don't want to hold you back." "But, my girl, don't raise a rumpus with that or we'll not find anything." "A household to work in, I don't know..." "I thought that..." "I might just be able to devote myself to the job, like you do." "Don't even joke about it." "You hear me?" "Don't even joke!" "But you've spent years at it." "Why can't I?" "But, let's see, do you know just how much of a bitch a life like this one can be?" "Can you imagine what it's like to sleep with a man when even his looks make you want to puke?" "~ But..." "~ But me no buts, I said no and I mean no!" "If I have to work for the both of us, I will, but you don't sell yourself, clear?" "Go on, get going for home, I have to look for Gabi." "Don't stop in your way home." "A kiss." "Go on." "I was just looking for company." "How much would you pay?" "We eat like this every day." "A broth with no taste." "Sátur gives it a different name each day, so we're happy." "He's so funny,... you'd have liked him very much if you'd gotten to know him." "We miss you so much, Mother,... and me, all the time,... and Dad,... for me even more." "But this is normal, isn't it?" "It's normal, isn't it, Mom?" "What's she going to answer, I'm going crazy!" "Now I know you heard me,... and I want to ask a favor:... help me with Aunt Margarita." "I don't want her to marry Juan,..." "I want her to stay home with us." "Because now that you're no longer here, well... she is like a mother to me." "Well, my real mother will always be you,... if you get me." "Thanks." "I love you, I love you so much, Mom." "Did you see?" "He's here!" "It came, did you see that?" "Seen what?" "If I saw what --- you look like you've seen the very devil!" "Did you see or not?" "If I saw what?" "Can you hear that?" "He's upstairs!" "It's the Red Eagle!" "Eagle what?" "What's with all the shouting?" "Papa, just a minute ago I saw the Red Eagle arrive!" "And Sátur and me, we heard his footsteps." "Isn't that right, Sátur?" "We heard some steps, but as for them being HIS steps..." "Oh, those footsteps?" "It was me, son, the chimney was badly blocked and I had to free it up." "But, Dad..." "I saw him creeping into the house!" "The crack of a tile woke me,... and when I looked, I could see his shadow." "It seems to me that you weren't completely awake, son,... there's no one here but us." "But I'd swear that..." "~ Good night." "~ Sleep well, son." "Oh, Master, by the skin of your teeth!" "By the width of a single coin!" "And what are we going to do?" "~ Good evening." "~ Good evening, Margarita." "Margarita, come sit down here with us, woman!" "You haven't even eaten!" "What's going on, Margarita, what happened there?" "With me, nothing." "Good, I've cut my finger." "Good, it's part of the job." "Are you sure you're all right?" "Of course." "Come on, let me see!" "~ Gonzalo, no!" "~ Let me see!" "What a huge gem!" "Juan gave it to me as an engagement present." "Now we have to decide the date." "Very nice." "I must say that in courtships, the longer the better." "Otherwise one gets very many surprises,... and one doesn't know what to expect." "Eh, Master?" "The chimney, wasn't it fixed last week?" "Yeah, of course,... but the work of the chimney sweeps' guild is getting shoddier by the day." "That's what happened, all right!" "Go to sleep!" "Come on, Alonso, sleep!" "Good night." "Good night." "Help!" "Can you tell me why you look at me that way, Irene?" "Excuse me, it's just that..." "I've never seen anyone take a bath in milk." "[I've never seen anyone take a bath in milk.]" "In the convent, milk is used to make cookies, and little else, right?" "It's a joke!" "But it's simply the best for a lady's skin!" "Milk smoothes and pales you, it's the fashion at the court." "Come, test it!" "Me?" "Yeah, well, but I'm already in it, right?" "Come on!" "~ It's warm." "~ I know." "Relax." "Come on, go on in, daughter, go on in!" "Give me that and don't peek, it's Sodom and Gomorrah... it's tame compared with what else you'll come to see in this house!" "Hail most pure Mary!" "Ma'am, if you want, I can help..." "Thank you, Catalina, but it's not necessary." "Go see to your other tasks." "If I said this for your benefit,... with such a lot of arms and legs, you should be all tangled up." "Commissioner!" "certainly the boy we had the other day was your nephew, is that right?" "Yes, commissioner." "He's been pardoned,... this time." "Thanks you, commissioner!" "Thank you, I'll go tell him this very moment!" "Thank you!" "Commissioner?" "Excuse me, excuse me, ma'am, I didn't know." "But how pleasant!" "Come ahead, come ahead!" "Don't be shy!" "We're both perfectly visible, isn't that right, my dear?" "I only came here to see Nuño,... like I promised him." "Commissioner!" "Be still!" "Help!" "Hide them, the Cardinal is about to show up." "I'm sorry, commissioner, he caught us by surprise,... and we weren't able to do anything." "I see..." "Your companion died defending the loot." "You, however, haven't even got a minor scratch." "If you don't fight like a man you don't deserve to be one." "Commissioner!" "Your Eminence." "Interesting place here, it's like a great confessional." "How are our affairs progressing?" "Perfectly, the shipment arrived without setbacks... and everything else proceeds according to plan." "I'm glad to hear that,... with the Red Eagle wandering around, you never know." "To be sure --- don't you think it's about time he was arrested?" "We're doing our best, your Eminence." "Well, try harder!" "I want no obstacles in my way!" "And as far as you are concerned, I hope you haven't forgotten your aspirations... in regard to the Council of Castile." "My memory is excellent, your Eminence." "Commissioner!" "Let me go!" "Let me talk with him." "Keep me informed about everything,... and now, attend to your small responsibilities." "But where's the exit from this plague spot." "Please, your Eminence." "Commissioner, my sister!" "My little sister, who didn't come home all night... had to have stumbled onto something." "You should know that sometimes such services run on longer." "Sir, my sister isn't engaged in that." "Are you sure?" "Please, I beg you!" "Search for her, please, something's going on with her." "Ow!" "I haven't seen any stiffer leather in my whole life." "What's it made of?" "Well, don't get so upset!" "For this leather, being leather, is best quality leather, but it's so hard..." "No, Sátur, no, it's not for that,... it's just that I'm about to go nuts." "What was my mother trying to say in this letter?" "How can I look for this medallion under God's Finger?" "Well, very poorly, Master,... but if God is everywhere, then that's what she meant, right, that it's everywhere... and His finger, well... is more of the same." "So, the medallion, it's the same if we look for it here, or there." "but as for this medallion: why?" "Why is it so important?" "And the only thing I know for sure is that someone... doesn't want you to keep poking into your past." "That, and that he's following us right on our heels, Master." "Yeah." "And that it's someone that would do anything,... even kill the newborn." "Shut up, my stomach hurts just thinking about it." "Even though I may seem pretty crude... but I'm sensitive...maybe too much, Master!" "That's it, Sátur!" "Sometimes things aren't as they seem." "And if God's Finger was something else?" "Well, for me, the Finger of God is in a painted ceiling in the Vatican... a finger extended." "I've got it!" "The "Finger of God" is one of the formations of the Manzanares outcropping." "What wisdom!" "To know where to look, we need a geographical map of the region." "Oh, not again!" "Every time we have to look for something, first we have to look for its predecessor." "Who knows where can get that map, now!" "The only place they'd have such a map is in the library of the royal palace." "Yeah, but I'd say that's going to be pretty impossible, Master!" "Yeah, well, he sees that that leaves me hanging... and he's getting into deep trouble,... but then, all the glory is to him!" "For the humble postboy of the hero, nothing from nothing." "Very well, I that's all set.." "And then the little red thing, what about that?" "No, not the same red,... the blue one." "Either pay me, or I take you prisoner." "There's nothing here!" "Sorry, but we've got no money." "But what are you looking for?" "We've got nothing, I swear!" "Seize the boy." "We'll keep him as a hostage." "Leave the child, for God's sake!" "Here's the money,... here you've got the money." "Here it is, count it!" "Up to the last maravedí!" "Good, you're all right, you're out of danger." "Are you all right, my love?" "What are they going to do?" "They'll sell us as slaves." "You see, kids,... look here." "You think the Earth is like this?" "It's flat?" "Yes?" "Well, many times things are not what they seem,... for example, the Earth." "It looks flat, right?" "However, it isn't,... it's completely round,... like an orange." "But, Master, if the world were round... we'd fall off." "Come on, shut up, you idiot, we've known that's it's round for a century." "But as for me, I don't believe it." "Master!" "I was worried about you." "I'm hungry." "I don't know why, but my mother wasn't home this morning... and I haven't eat anything all day." "Gabi, if I tell you a secret, you'll tell nobody, right?" "Of course, you're my best friend --- you know that." "I think my Dad is the Red Eagle." "~ Have you got the map?" "~ Yeah, I've got it." "Then I'd better get the equipment ready to search for the Finger of God." "The belt with its emblem was between the sheets... on my father's bed." "I tell you that your Dad's not the Red Eagle... the Red Eagle has such reflexes, you'll never believe it!" "You see, the Earth isn't flat, just like we said." "Look!" "Good, you've understood this, right?" "Yes, Father,... that things aren't like they seem, you're right!" "Then we'll get married on the feast day of San José." "San José?" "But San José's day is just four weeks away, Juan!" "Ah, you'd rather it was sooner?" "That we get married tomorrow, today!" "Everyone's invited!" "Oh, you, eh?" "!" "See you later." "Ay, what a man!" "Woman, say yes to San José's day, or you'll have him nervous!" "Yeah, I can see that for myself." "How indecisive!" "Martín, son!" "What are you doing here?" "Aunt, I only came to say goodbye." "Why goodbye?" "Because I'm going back to the farm of my parents and sister." "But the commissioner pardoned you?" "What you have to do is look for a job here." "That's the best thing you can do for your family." "Can't you see there's nothing more than misery?" "There's nothing here either,... the streets are filled with beggars!" "Don't worry about me anymore." "Why shouldn't I worry?" "You've already done enough." "Marta!" "That thing, don't even smell it!" "For we poor ones, poors that we are --- and the devil tempts us." "At least Margarita can mend your shirt... since you resemble a flagellataed Jesus icon." "How happy your mother is going to be!" "Take it off." "Are you all deaf?" "I've been ringing for an hour." "Who's that?" "It's my nephew, Martín,... who's going home since he can't find work here in town." "How old is he?" "18, ma'am." "A perfect age to work in my garden, he can start this very morning." "Say something to the Marquesa, don't be like that." "Thank you, Marquesa." "Back to work, kids." "Mother of God!" "Well, now you've got work." "Only one warning,... don't mess here with..." "Where's my ring?" "And Marta?" "The mother who bore her!" "Marta!" "Marta!" "There we are: the Finger of God." "Well, for me, better than the Finger --- it resembles another part of God, Master." "And I can assure you, he's gotten it very hard!" "Not like mine, Master, which there continues so,..." "How do we know where to dig?" "Because if we have to check under all these stones beneath this little organ... we better dig our own graves, right?" "No, Sátur, on the north side of the formation, it's all granite." "only here do we find sandy and permeable soil." "Permeable?" "I don't know how you've grabbed the time in this life to cram so many things into your brainpan." "I couldn't even if I lived for 100 years." "Good, and now please translate it into Spanish,... so I can learn." "I mean that the medallion can only be found here, in that area over there." "Let's go!" "Let's go dig!" "Master, talking about something trivial,..." "I say that your sister-in-law's courtship better be long,... you could lend me a hand, right?" "Margarita's wedding is none of our concern." "Well, but a little of our concern indeed it is,... or, you're not going to miss her?" "Sátur, keep digging,... the area where we have to hunt is big enough." "Big enough?" "All this is for one person." "Master, the medallion!" "The medallion!" "Próspero, if you want to carry the train at your sister's wedding,... you'll have to walk more carefully." "Up you get!" "Next time it will be simply splendid, right, Próspero?" "I can't believe how clumsy he is!" "I dont know why you won't let be me the ringbearer." "Maybe because he's the heir to the throne of Spain, Margarita.... and he's responsible." "We'll marry you to a king and one day you'll be a queen too, daughter." "His Eminence, Cardinal Mendoza." "Your Majesty..." "Your Highness..." "What a pleasure it is to see you, Cardinal." "How is your niece?" "Mariana, please, the Cardinal and I have important matters to discuss." "We eat in a few minutes." "Join us, please, I beg you." "It would be an honor, your Highness." "I asked to visit because I have a very important offer to make:... the office of Papal Nuncio is yours, as from today... if and when we permanently drop those other matters." "You've got nothing to say?" "This is very generous on your part, your Majesty... but you know my ambitions lie elsewhere." "You don't fear for your safety, Cardinal?" "As you may realize, I'm not alone in this." "And if the French should happen to find out what happened to Laura de Montignac?" "You are forbidden to mention her name!" "It doesn't please you that we recall your wife, your Majesty?" "A lady unmatched,... noble of France by birth and queen of Spain by marriage,... even if she were hidden away to live and die in misery." "You'd never be able to prove it,... the other copy of the medallion has never surfaced." "One never knows about that." "And now, if you'll permit me, I must attend the queen... or she'd never forgive me." "Please!" "Ease off on this, please!" "It's hurting my wrist, please!" "Thanks, thank you!" "Let me go!" "My sister'll be very worried about me, please!" "I swear I won't say anything to anybody!" "You're very handsome." "Sátur!" "Sátur!" "Sátur!" "Sátur, wake up!" "Sátur, can you hear me?" "Where are we?" "Under the Finger of God." "So this is heaven, Master?" "No, Sátur!" "I never imagined it like this!" "You have a blow to the head." "The head?" "Let's go..." "Sátur, Sátur!" "Sátur, wake up!" "Sátur, stay with me!" "My legs won't hold me, Master." "Don't worry, Sátur, try not to faint, you hear me?" "Sorry for making your investigation go awry." "On the contrary, Sátur." "Have you seen a very young girl with pale skin and dark hair?" "No?" "You haven't seen her?" "18 years old..." "Excuse me, sir, did you see a girl much of about than 18... very cute and pale." "Cipri, have you seen my sister?" "She came into town yesterday --- a very cute youngster... very pale... ~ I didn't find her, Cipri..." "~ And I'm wandering a bit off the track,... since Inés abandoned me." "Sorry, you know?" "Don't even dare tell Juan that you were robbed of the ring on the very first day you had it?" "Let's hope that kid brings it back tomorrow, friend... or my name's not Catalina." "Excuse me, have you seen my sister?" "You haven't seen her, she's very cute and pale,... and with dark hair, but I can't find her!" "I think something's happened to her!" "But have you reported this to the authorities?" "Yeah, but they're not going to do anything, we're just scum to them!" "Go, go on to my place and I'll fix up something hot." "Relax, woman!" "Good evening, doctor." "I left the ring at the palace, I didn't dare bring it here... with all the hunger and petty thievery going around." "Don't worry, soon we'll be living elsewhere." "Tell me, have you thought about San José?" "No." "Well, yes, indeed... and I think it's a bit premature for poor Alonso." "Well, I mean that my sister's death is still very vivid,... and if I am now,..." "No, no, let's see how things work out, Margarita,... only we're going to live in a better abode." "Alonso is going to have a room in this house, whenever he wants to come by." "Yeah, but it's not the same." "Now we share everything with him." "With them." "And you think it's easy for me to think about you still living in that house?" "But Juan, we've just committed ourselves,..." "No, no, if you can't set a date for the wedding,... it just seems that you don't really want to marry me." "Juan, of course I want to marry you." "Look, I just can't wait to see you waking up next to me in the morning... or being able to kiss or hug you as we go to bed at night... but you don't feel the way I do." "Juan,..." "Juan,..." "Margarita, please, I'm going to spend a few days at home, agreed?" "Don't go." "Everything's fine, relax... take your time,... we'll see if you can get a simple engagement ring... or set a date for our wedding,... or not." "Careful, that itches me, Master!" ""Itches"?" "What are you doing?" "Don't move, Sátur." "Master, I want to thank you for all the affection you've shown me,... well, maybe I'm wrong, but it seems to me you've been more caring about me than your investigation,... and I know how important that is to you... to know what happened!" "And what were you expecting, Sátur?" "This is it." "Come on, let's go!" "I don't know what I was expecting." "I was accustomed to mistreatment,... and not to how you've treated me:... like the human being you regard me as." "What are you doing here?" "I thought you were asleep." "Dad, can we talk for a while?" "Yeah, sure." "About anything in particular?" "No, no, no, I only wanted to tell you... it seems to me that since Mom died, I haven't been quite nice to you." "Why do you say that?" "Because it's the truth, Dad." "I've been very hard on you and called you a coward lots of times,... and I know I wasn't being fair,... because if anyone in the world is brave, it's you." "Thanks, son." "~ I think you're exaggerating, but..." "~ No, no, I'm not." "Dad, you're the best... and I want you to know that I admire you." "I admire you a lot." "I admire what you do for people,... you're my hero." "I'm touched, son." "I'm sure it wasn't easy... to keep going without Mom." "But I'm glad you understand." "No, no, I don't mean that..." "I mean the other thing." "~ The other thing?" "~ Yes..." "I know who you are, Eagle." "What did you call me?" "You're the Red Eagle, Dad, I know it." "Yesterday I saw you come in from the roof... this morning I found a belt with your sigil hidden in your sheets... and what you did with that orange..." "Alonso, I don't know what you're talking about, but I assure you I'm NOT the Red Eagle." "Dad, you, the Eagle, are more concerned about me than anyone else... he goes up to me on the roof and talks about things that only you know." "~ my Dad, and besides,..." "~ No, no, Alonso, we're stopping this absurd conversation!" "I'm NOT the Red Eagle!" "And never say this to me again, or to anyone else, either!" "You got that?" "Sátur!" "I told you never to bring anything down from the lair!" "You told me 1,000,000 times, why?" "Why?" "Because this morning Alonso found a belt with the Red Eagle sigil in my bed." "He told me I'm the Red Eagle." "You know what that means?" "Yes." "Yes, Master, yes." "We're up to our necks in it." "We've put the life of my son in grave danger." "We?" "Why do you say "we",... if it wasn't your fault?" "Well, Sátur, I've let down my guard, just like you..." "I've become careless." "And, what did you tell him?" "What could I say?" "That it isn't true." "Here's what we have to do." "Deny!" "Deny and deny... and keep on denying." "And be careful." "Don't leap back into it again, Master!" "Sátur, ten-year-old boys can't keep secrets,... before or after they tell someone,... it could cost him his live." "Please, don't say that, Master, the whole world would crumble over me!" "The same to me, Sátur,... the same to me." "I shit on my own black icon!" "Surely Juan's right!" "Maybe I'm not showing him that I love him,... what's worse is that I don't know why." "You don't know why?" "But I know what you do, queeny,... that it costs you too much to abandon the people you live with... you understand me." "So what?" "Do you also think I'm not going to leave home because of Gonzalo?" "Why did you say "you too"?" "Have you been talking with someone else, Juan?" "Yes." "Oh, Margarita, you keep going on as if you'll end up losing him!" "Juan is the most important thing that has happened to you in your life, and the best!" "Catalina, this is the mother of Marta, the servant.." "Very good, hello, ma'am." "~ Good day." "~ Good day." "We've called you here to discuss a matter of grave importance:... your daughter has stolen a gem of great value from this house." "What?" "Good, but don't get upset, ma'am... look, tell your daughter to give it back and we'll forget the whole thing." "and we won't turn her in." "But you must see that she can't continue to work here." "Man, you know the old saying: who makes a basket makes a penny.." "But my daughter isn't a thief!" "I raised her and I know her better than anyone else,... she isn't capable of stealing something." "Margarita, hi." "The Marquesa says she needs the red dressing gown at once." "Tell her that it needs a few more stitches, then it'll be ready for wear." "Tell me the truth --- is she home?" "No, no, I swear!" "She didn't come home last night,..." "I thought she would have been late and that she would have stayed here." "We haven't seen her for two days,..., and it would be better if she came back." "If not, no matter how much my friend here could argue,... we won't have any choice but to denounce her." "My God!" "Catalina,... it's here." "My God!" "I'm very sorry, ma'am." "I'm sorry, ma'am, please forgive us." "But then, where is my daughter?" "Hey, your Dad's the Red Eagle?" "Don't say that here." "Fine, fine, but if he is who he is, mine could be his squire." "No, I don't think so." "No, me neither." "What does it feel like?" "What does what feel like?" "Being the son of a hero." "Well, it's weird." "On the one hand, I'm very proud --- but on the other,..." "I'm scared something bad could happen to him..." "At least, now I know where he is when he's not home." "And also on the other hand,..." "I think I've got a big responsibility." "Responsibility?" "Yeah, if I want to fly at that height, I have to fight against injustice and all that crap." "Thief, thief!" "It wasn't him!" "What have you done to him?" "!" "You, you're going to get a prime lesson on how we punish theft and contempt for the law in this city." "He didn't do anything, he didn't do anything!" "We'll cut off his hands." "Hold him tight, here..." "You can't, not for an apple!" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he's my son!" "But, Father, defend yourself!" "Father!" "Let's go --- if we execute him, we'll have to dispose of his body." "Dad, Dad!" "What happened?" "What happened here?" "I'm sorry." "Let's go!" "Of course, where has this someone little Marta hidden,... if even her mother doesn't have a clue?" "She could have gone with someone for a lark, she's young enough to believe anything." "Let's go!" "Margarita, where are you, daughter?" "Don't just add to the problem." "Juan loves you, as soon as we get to the house he'll have you in his arms, you can be sure!" "You think?" "Of course I do!" "Men are like that, but at the moment of truth, nothing... trust me on this." "You're a bit confused,... make a date for the wedding,... and you'll see how you have him eating out of the palm of your hand." "May God will that you're right!" "Well, I am, woman!" "But how come we're not there yet?" "Are you sure you know how to get there?" "Man, if I know how to get there,... after all the backs-and-forwards we had the other day, I know how to get there even with my eyes closed." "Well, you may know it blindfolded, but with eyes wide open..." "Come on, admit you have no idea where you are." "How can I not get lost?" "How can I not get lost if the nobles keep putting their houses farther away?" "But don't shout at me!" "I'm not shouting to you, but it seems that the more money they have, the farther away they put their houses." "And for us poor folk, they put in the middle of a village, to show how ugly things are for us." "Come on, hand me the wineskin." "Father,... do you forgive me?" "I'm going to piss, and you both, to your business." "Father, please,... tell me that you forgive me." "Fine, come here..." "Son, those guards could have killed you... don't you understand?" "Yes, I understand, and I won't do it again,... it's just that I want to fight against injustice, just like you do." "I shouldn't have put you in danger, I'm sorry." "Alonso, listen to me:" "I am NOT the Red Eagle." "Dad, please, admit it." "You can't walk down the street without your costume and getting into trouble... because they'd seize you,... and I understand that, but..." "Stop, Alonso, that's enough!" "Give me a break!" "Dad, I'm your son,..." "I'll never betray you." "Don't you trust me?" "Why are we stopping here?" "You want to be the driver?" "If you want to drive, then drive!" "Woman, it's not that, but just now that we've found the way, and we're so comfortable..." "Maybe YOU are comfortable, but I need to piss." "Of course, you haven't stopped drinking the whole trip." "Good Lord, the other day it took less time, we were on a different road." "Yeah!" "Ay, ay, I'm about to piss myself!" "Come on, hurry, it's almost nightfall." "Don't tell me to hurry, or I can't pay attention!" "Pet, the scare you gave me!" "Where is she?" "Boy, where did she go?" "Margarita!" "Margarita!" "My Dad doesn't trust me, Gabi,... he keeps saying he's not the Red Eagle... but I know he is." "Maybe he's not... look at the duffing up the guards gave him." "He's the Red Eagle, right?" "He'll have to confess it to me." "And what are you going to do?" "Well, tell my Dad I need help." "Do as I tell you, come on!" "All right." "Stop, stop!" "Gonzalo, quickly, come!" "Look, Alonso!" "Alonso!" "Get down right this minute!" "Are you all right?" "I knew you'd save me." "I knew you're the Red Eagle." "Don't do anything like that to me ever again." "You hear me?" "Never again!" "Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "To what do we owe this visit, Lucrecia?" "Where are your manners, Hernán?" "Aren't you going to invite me in?" "You should have told me we weren't alone." "You didn't give me time." "Oh, please, Lucrecia, don't go." "You've always enjoyed sleeping with a bunch of other people." "Later, my dear --- one of my girls has disappeared." "I want you to find her at once." "It's so upsetting... when the service falters!" "I can't now, Lucrecia,..." "I have more important matters in hand." "The next time you come by, warn me,... it's good manners between nobles." "You said to me, "between nobles"." "A very cute girl,..." "I salute your taste." "Innkeeper, another jug of wine for the authorities." "And not watered down!" "Let's move it, scum!" "Blanca, Blanquita, do you know who I am?" "!" "How are you?" "She didn't say anything." "Moisten her temples." "You don't remember me?" "I'm Sátur,... your sister's boyfriend." "Not any more, but..." "Don't overwhelm her, Sátur, give her some peace so she can breathe." "I leave her in peace, and I'll leave her my lungs if needed... but she has to recover before Estuarda gets here, by God!" "~ Blanca!" "~ Estuarda, Estuarda,... try to stay calm." "My love, I'm here." "What have they done to you?" "Take it easy, she's going to pull through." "Of course she will!" "I'm here, my girl." "Estuarda!" "Yes, I'm Estuarda, I'm with you." "They raped me." "They raped me." "Leave me alone, for God's sake!" "Where are you taking me?" "!" "Margarita, Margarita!" "Hurry!" "We have to leave tonight!" "They raped me." "Who would have done something like that, Cipri?" "Well, a bastard... like those who fill the Earth." "I have to go work... if there're any developments,..." "Don't worry, Cipri." "You're alive, my love, you're alive and safe, just think about that." "There's more." "There's more naked women here." "More women?" "Where are these women?" "Gonzalo,... they've kidnapped Margarita!" "What?" "We were in the woods, I got down for a moment,... but when I got back I only found this." "Blanca, it's very important that you try to remember,..." "Where were you?" "Where were these other women?" "It's dark and cold." "A cave!" "Dark and cold, and very damp." "They could be in the caves by a river." "Was there a river nearby?" "Did you see a river?" "~ Blanca, was there or wasn't there a river?" "~ Drop it!" "Estuarda, there are more women in danger... and Margarita could be among them." "My love, my love, listen to me." "The cave where you were kept --- was there a river?" "Do you remember?" "Let's go, Sátur!" "Whoever did this is going to pay dearly." "I swear on my dead parents, Estuarda." "Very dearly." "Dad!" "..." "Eagle...!" "I'm sorry about before." "Can we make peace?" "Beat it, man!" "You think we're stupid, or what?" "It seems to me you've got to do something, Cipri's in deep shit." "Confess, son of a whore,... you added water to the wine --- you think we're imbeciles?" "I swear, sir, that in my inn we don't do that." "~ Lies!" "~ Again, did you say we're imbeciles, or what?" "Take that, pig!" "Let's go before they kill him!" "Then what did you do, piss in it?" "Filthy pig!" "Dad, you're bleeding a lot." "Please, don't you die, too!" "Move it, you damned sluts!" "They'll come to rescue us, you'll see!" "They've going to sell us as slaves." "The caves are behind this foliage." "You wait here." "It came from there, let's go!" "Hey, are you any better?" "I mended it during the night as you slept." "I've done the best I could, of course, but I'm not a doctor." "You have no idea how proud I am that you spent the night in my house." "~ Thank you." "~ Not at all, thank you." "You don't know how much you've helped me,... most of all... about the death of my mother... and the advice you gave me for getting on better with my father." "You won't believe it, but..." "I'd started to think... that you were him." "That you were my father!" "Pretty stupid, right?" "I'll..." "I'll go fix breakfast." "Margarita!" "Excuse me, Master, I think I'm going to puke." "Finally." "Finally, son of a whore!" "~ Sátur!" "~ I'm going to crunch him!" "No." "Who's kidnapping the women?" "Where are you leading them?" "We were on the point of grabbing them until you show up." "But why haven't you killed me?" "I wouldn't want my mother to be ashamed of me, too." "Eagle, I'm bringing you soup, bread, and wine... even though I don't know whether heroes drink wine." "Eagle!" "Catalina?" "What's going on, what's up with you?" "A disgrace." "A very big disgrace, Juan." "And Margarita?" "Where is she?" "Answer me, please, Catalina, where is she?" "I don't know, they've kidnapped her." "Sátur, ready the horses,... we have to go search for Margarita without losing a second." "Relax, master, and restore your strength... leaving now isn't a great idea,... it would be suicide." "The woods are filled with the commissioner's men." "All of this is your fault,... if not for you Margarita would be with me and none of this would have happened." "For God's sake, gentlemen!" "For God's sake, a little restraint." "We're all in the same boat here." "What's going on?" "Nothing, Alonso, nothing's happening." "Here, men --- always talking about the same thing:... women." "How about you, you go more for blondes or brunettes?" "Dad, Dad, you're not going to believe it!" "You don't know who spent the night in our room?" "!" "The Red Eagle." "I was an idiot for not believing you,... what I don't understand is how you made that leap." "Well, love, Alonso,... love makes the impossible possible." "And Aunt Margarita?" "Well...she's on her way to..." "Oh, you remember, Master!" "Your Aunt Margarita is there in..." "Well, she went to see a friend, who was sick with that women's sickness in... in Tortosa." "But she'll be back, right?" "Yeah, she'll be back, I promise." "Master, this Tortose, it's pretty far off, right?" "Okay, guys, sorry but we have to get back to work... we have to find Margarita." "You idiot, what a scare you gave me!" "Scare?" "The scare was mine, I thought I was already dead... if not for that boy..." "Calm down." "Here's what you agreed." "This?" "This doesn't include the bullet shot." "The shot?" "You're lying!" "You hurry back to your countryside, with your nerve I might just cut your throat!" "Easy, boy, you're very brave for being so small!" "Push off!" "~ Hail most pure Mary." "~ Have you come to make your confession?" "~ No." "~ Then tell me how our affairs are moving along, commissioner." "The women are in the way." "In three days they'll leave for Argel." "I'm glad to hear it... that deserves an absolution." "I forgive you in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost." "Amen!" "No trace, Master, not a trace." "Tell me, please, that you've found something!" "Nothing." "Can we dismount even if it's just for a moment?" "No, no we can't rest until we find her." "even if it's the last thing we do in this life." "They've sold Margarita as a slave." "Easy, we have to stay alive." "Margarita's still alive, I'm sure." "I need your help to find my fiancée... with your army, with your influence." "Tell Martín to prepare the fire in my quarters." "I still don't understand what we're doing here." "Now you'll understand." "The women will embark this evening on a journey to Argel." "If anyone opens her mouth, I'll kill her!" "Have I made myself clear?" "It's your fault!" "They grabbed her when she went to look for you, you were pressuring her about the wedding!" "According to my informants you haven't executed the ceremony of marriage." "Let's prepare everything so it might be settled." "I hope you'll be a good advisor to Castile." "What do you make of all this?" "Slaves, I sell slaves!" "Excuse me, I want to buy a female slave." "Take it, I have that." "When's the next meeting?" "!" "A costume partry?" "With the pardon, today that suit will be useful to you." "~ It's your turn." "~ I won't dance." "I've lost her." "I've lost her forever!"