"Yeah, well, the dead dog had rabies." "They want to strip me of everything --- my palace, my lands, everything!" "What is clear is that this girl has been brutally murdered." "I have to find that killer." "My late husband left Nuño as the sole heir." "Since he's not of age the Santillana family will be the sole heir." "I wish Irene to enter the court as a lady-in-waiting for the queen." "Try not to interfere with her marital obligations." "Surely this girl is a prostitute." "~ She's dead." "~ Why these things always have to happen to the same girls?" "All this commotion because of a dead whore?" "They're going to kill us all!" "My late husband wanted us to live in this palace, you are negating his will." "Don't you dare mention my son." "You have tarnished his memory in bedrooms all over town." "Well, what have you done, you poor wretch?" "Our wedding is set for San Isidro, and that's when it'll be." "Everything you have is mine, and I'll enjoy it as if it were mine." "Then I came home and it was filled with flowers." "And Aunt Margarita was jumping back and forth nervously." "It's a long time since I saw her laugh like that." "I'm the Marquesa of Santillana and I deserve respect." "You can take it as read that I won't live in this pigsty." "There's nothing like reaping what one sows." "It means we're left without work." "What do you think?" "That you're crazy." "I won't allow Nuño and you to live like that." "Now I have a position, I have lands, I have money." "You insult me, Hernán." ""Ancient Legends"" "Search the lair for any map of the area where the girl appeared." "Don't hurt me, leave me alone!" "You've always been shy, and now it turns out you're a degenerate." "I would crush your head with..." "Why haven't you gone with the others?" "For us, those who die of hunger, all that remains is our sense of honor." "Where is Margarita staying?" "She didn't go with you?" "Nothing will have happened?" "The only road between Horcajo and the palace passes through some grottos." "Leave me alone!" "Whoever this killer is is going to keep on killing." "Well, he's dead, and in your bed." "He died on his own." "Welcome!" "Red Eagle!" "He won't suck anymore, Master." "Time." "Um...a vase?" "No." "Me?" "A woman!" "Very well." "Breasts." "Dangling breasts." "A cow!" "Warm, warm." "You're very warm." "~ A bed?" "~ Yes." "What are you doing, Sátur?" "The bed, eh..." "Someone was lying next to a woman." "Ah, good, right, sure!" "No." "I don't know what it is." "I don't know what it is." "It's very easy --- besides, you love it." "Sátur, Sátur, that's enough teasing of the kid, man, so don't... ~ What do you mean by teasing?" "!" "~ Oh, no?" "Time's up!" "~ What is it?" "~ Christmas." "Here we see the Virgin Mary." "The udders of a cow." "The manger,... and the drum." "The drum." "The drum, yes." "What else could it be?" "~ Yes." "~ Master, what is this?" "A drum." "You see it?" "What did you think it was?" "Nothing." "Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet." "You were thinking it was..." "No, woman, no!" "~ Besides, that thing, you do it with the other hand." "~ What's done with the other hand?" "~ Sátur." "~ She was the one who started it, your sister-in-law." "~ What?" "~ Nothing, Alonso, to bed." "~ Why do you say you do it with the other hand?" "~ Because you do it using the other hand." "Yeah, but what?" "~ Let's go, Alonso, never mind, to bed, let's go." "~ But no one ever explains anything!" "~ Go sleep." "~ Alonso, never mind, to bed, man." "I don't want to offend you, Master, but Margarita has to get married as soon as possible." "You and the doctor together, you have her...in a shape that if the Holy Spirit showed up, she'd make a true man of him." "Look, I've found a living Montignac!" "It looks like the whole family returned to France about 20 years ago, but... one of them stayed." "The brother of my mother, my uncle." "I have to see him." "Do you want to go just this minute?" "Not just now." "When the others fall asleep." "One thing..." "If it's not a big indiscretion, when do we... when do we actually get to sleep?" "Sure, I know there are birds that sleep when they fly." "And you, gifted as you are,... maybe you also have the ability to fly, but I don't." "Go ahead, if you want to sleep." "No, it's not that." "I have to talk with Cipriano, who's still pissed at me." "And besides that, I want to go with you." "Fine." "We'll head off at first light tomorrow morning." "At first light...?" "It's a pleasure that you've again summoned me to your quarters, your Majesty." "The pleasure is mine, Marquesa." "Don't bother me with explanations." "I beg for clemency, your Majesty, please." "I'm not interested in your apologies, I know you've spent years visiting my husband." "He said you were a person who could be trusted,... and that's why I've called you." "I need your help." "As you order, your Majesty." "Tell me how I can serve you." "A group of conspirators seeks to threaten the life of my only son." "Felipe the Prosperous." "But who means to do something like that?" "England has never concealed its enmity toward Spain." "We can't allow anything to happen to the future king." "To serve your Majesty will be the greatest pleasure." "Tell me how I can help them." "You'll have to hide the child until they capture the conspirators." "You want me to take care of the future king of Spain?" "No one can know anything about this, Marquesa." "Nobody." "The future of the Asturias is in your hands, Marquesa." "Cipri, forgive me." "Cipri, I'm going to follow you around all night until you forgive me." "Say something, for God's sake." "Insult me, damn me to hell, give me a kick in the slats, but don't cut me dead." "I mistook you for a woman-killer!" "Aren't you going to say something to me?" "What do you want me to say, huh?" "That I've had you up to my nose, maybe?" "That I'm a coward, I'm a loser, I'm a killer..." "Leave me in peace, Sátur." "Push off." "Just like Inés, and like Floro." "After all, it's what a shit like me deserves." "Don't say that,... you're quite a hunk of a man." "Too good, even." "That's not true, good men finally get it right." "But for me, everything turns out wrong..." "Life isn't easy, not just for you, but for anybody." "Well, it seems to me that for some, it certainly is." "Don't get too close to the orchards, lest they think we're here to steal." "Now that you mention it..." "What?" "Sátur, Sátur, no, don't dare do it!" "Sátur, what are you doing?" "Sátur, don't dare do it." "Hold this." "Do you know how many dishes you'd serve at the inn with all this?" "I just bought the inn two sacks of wheat with all the money I had left." "What are you going to serve?" "Bread with bread?" "Do you know how long it's been since Alonso has eaten hot food?" "And by hot, I mean he hasn't eaten vegetables." "This will raise a child with legs bowed from rickets like the aqueduct at Segovia." "Well, yeah, if it's for the kid..." "Things are pretty quiet in the field here." "Not even a dog bark to be heard." "It's evident that the peasants gather at this time of day to play cards or whatever." "Locusts." "Locusts." "A plague of locusts, Cipri!" "That'll reduce the year's harvest to a couple of sacks." "Run, Cipri!" "Get out of here!" "Get going, Cipriano, for God's sake, run!" "Stop!" "Master." "Master, wait, for God's sake!" "With all this galloping around I have the nuts of a nougat." "Your uncle can go fuck himself!" "And all this is for him by himself?" "But I must also admit, you have to work hard to do the upkeep for this... this house seems too big to housekeep for me..." "There's no trace of him, neither in the house nor on the farm." "It's as if no one has even been here... so we'll get back home." "We'll see, we'll see --- focus, Mr. Montalvo." "We've spent months looking for your identity,... and when we finally discover that you have a living uncle, and we've come to his home... you're going to give up at the first obstacle?" "Now the farmers are the priority, Sátur." "Let's go." "Yeah, sure, now it's the peasants." "Yesterday it was the bloodsuckers,... and the other day it was the Moors." "It's always the case that something more important comes up and we put your stuff off until later." "And how do you aim to help the peasants?" "What, do you plan on defeating a plague of locusts all by yourself?" "Sátur, I don't know,... but somehow we'll have to help them, they live off their harvests, and without their harvests they're nothing." "Master..." "There, there, there." "He's not home for a reason,... look at him with the maid." "It's not yet breakfast,... maybe we already know why he's brought her here." "Not to stroll around the farm, that's for sure." "So what do we do now?" "Because I don't think you want to witness this." "There are things within the family... that it's better not to see, don't you think?" "Master?" "Mr. de Montignac?" "What's this?" "Are you Mr. de Montignac?" "No, no, I'm not going to hurt you, I just need some information." "I'm looking for a person, your sister Laura, Laura de Montignac." "Laura, Laura?" "Hey, you, what's going on?" "Leave him alone, you hear me?" "Let him alone!" "Easy, easy, nothing's going to happen." "Hello, Hernán." "Hello, Irene." "~ Commissioner." "~ I'm afraid you've found the wrong room." "The Marquesa's is at the end of the hall." "Excuse me, Commissioner, it's you I'm looking for." "I hope it's of sufficient importance to have yanked me out of bed at this hour of the day." "Sir, the peasants are leaving their fields and moving into town." "What kind of men do I have who can't cope with four farmers?" "Commissioner, whole families are arriving." "They're coming from all directions." "Very well, wait outside." "The poor little people, Hernán." "What are you going to do?" "Help them." "We're supposed to look after the needy." "Master." "There's no need to tell me anything, but... well, I'm slowly getting to know your thoughts, and..." "I know your heart is torn between the joy of finding your uncle and... the pain of seeing he's... strange." "Well, when I say strange, I mean different..." "After all, who doesn't have someone like this in his family?" "And if not, look at the kings." "They cook it, they eat it, and then..." "The Austrias marry among themselves precisely so that they can focus their power." "Call it what you want: power, vice,...but the end result is the same." "And your family?" "What a disgrace!" "To march off to France and leave this poor guy all alone..." "It's just...if you think it through..." "Where else could they take him?" "I have to talk to him again." "When I said the name Laura de Montignac, he reacted." "He reacted, you say?" "Take pity, sir, pity." "Please, sirs, my family and I have lost everything to the plague." "Thank you, sir." "We have to do something." "Tell me what." "This plague of locusts is by the design of God." "and to spite God is something we can't really do, Master." "Look at what Murillo's painted." "Murillo is obsessed with cherubs." "Quit painting, painting will get you nowhere, boy." "You what you have to do is learn a trade." "Thieves, thieves, I've been robbed!" "They've cleaned me out!" "Thieves, there are thieves!" "In the inn, inside the inn!" "How did you get hurt like this, Mistress?" "I stumbled against some furniture." "Very strange." "What this girl wants is to cross paths with my Martín." "I don't think your husband would like seeing you here very much, Mistress Irene." "You could go up to your room and send down the clothing so Margarita can stitch it." "I'd prefer that you do it for me here." "It's that I wouldn't want to prick you with the needle." "It's not important." "With your permission." "Cover yourself a bit with this shawl, Mistress, so you don't get cold,... the weather is very changeable." "Martín, my boy, how's your mother?" "Has the plague ravaged them?" "Well, it's not good." "My mom refuses to budge off their land." "You know her." "At least those of us with something can help out..." "And you, head off, you shouldn't be here." "Hurry, go trim the bushes, hurry up." "With your permission." "Catalina." "Ma'am." "I want the copy of the key you have for the cellar." "~ Yes, ma'am, but I don't have it with me just now..." "~ How come you don't have it?" "When I gave you the keys to my palace I put all my trust in you... that you have them with you at all times, is that clear?" "Yes, ma'am, I'm not wearing it on my key-ring because I rarely use it, but I have it here." "Here you are, ma'am." "Mistress, the dress is finished." "Thank you, Margarita." "Hey, so easily the girl is going to yield to a man." "And this lady, now why does she want the key to the cellar?" "Of course she's had a very bad day, so she's going to give us a busy morning, I don't know what's wrong with her." "What's wrong with her, you say?" "I'll tell you." "That morning when I got here,... the bed was already fixed,... and she wore a face of not having slept at all." "Even the hens of Corinth, compared to this woman,... are a tame omen." "That's what I say." "They've stolen everything." "They cleaned me out." "I've got nothing." "Nothing." "No." "But who would want to do this to you?" "Anyone who was hungry enough, Son." "~ Take it easy, Cipri." "~ Don't tell me to take it easy!" "Those shitty peasants have stolen everything from me." "Are you sure it was them?" "Who else, huh?" "Did you see them?" "Because it could be them or not." "There are thieves everywhere." "Besides, to whom would it occur to leave the sacks there, where all the world can see, with hunger as it is?" "So I've been stupid again, right?" "No, I didn't say you're stupid." "Along with being a coward and a murderer, I'm stupid, right?" "Here we go again, did I say he's stupid?" "Alonso, go outside." "But why?" "Alonso!" "Beat it." "Cipri." "Why don't you come home with us?" "~ Come on, I'll fix you a preparation..." "~ No!" "Leave me in peace!" "Not you, not you, not you, don't touch me... leave me alone, and don't ever tell me what I have to do again." "I spent my whole life doing what Inés told me,... what you told me, then what somebody else told me... and look what it's got me, right?" "Nothing!" "So give me no more hints about how to live for the rest of your whole shitty life." "So get out of here." "I'm doing things my way now!" "Out, out!" "Come on, let's go." "Everyone to class." "Let's go." "I'm sorry, sir, forgive me." "We had no place to sleep, it's cold, and my family and I..." "Never mind, never mind." "Wait, wait, wait!" "You can stay, you can stay." "Thank you." "Master..." "I share with you the interest in helping these poor people, but... but I don't think it's a great idea that they stay here." "You won't be able to hold school with all these people here." "Besides, the place isn't up to scratch,... and I think they used the straw as a toilet." "Sátur, they've got nowhere to go." "What do you want us to do?" "~ So no school today?" "~ Not that, there's class today, indeed." "Hang on, yes there's school today." "I'll take care to organize it, with your permission, we'll see." "First of all, and if they don't mind, assign over there as the toilet." "Careful, what's that smell?" "Let's get out of here!" "Let's go, everybody out." "Seize them." "Hang on, hang on, this is my school." "Your what?" "You're nobody and you have nothing." "This is my town and my men will do what I say." "We don't want shiftless vagrants, so anyone without a job will have to leave town." "They're not bothering anyone here." "You're opposing our authority?" "For a teacher, I don't know how you put on these airs." "Get them out of here." "If they go back to the countryside they'll die of hunger." "Hard luck without a doubt,... but what happens out there is none of my responsibility." "Close the town's gates." "Make sure that no one enters." "You know, Master, this is going to be a slaughter." ""Your Majesty, may you feel comfortable." ""I will not fail to insure his safety." ""Sincerely, the Marquesa de Santillana."" "Catalina." "Catalina." "Ma'am." "Your orders, ma'am?" "Oh, what a most beautiful mirror, ma'am." "I'm sure that looking into it one would... have to see beauty." "It's an extremely delicate piece." "Advise Teodoro that I say that this has to be taken to the queen at once." "~ To the queen, ma'am?" "~ To the queen, that's what I said." "~ And make sure that it arrives in pristine condition." "~ Yes, ma'am." "Oh, Catalina, one other thing." "Tell them to order more milk." "~ More milk, ma'am, but surely..." "~ Don't make me repeat myself, Catalina." "Mom, I'm going horseback riding, do you want to come?" "I can't." "Why not?" "I've got some things to attend to." "Things?" "Lately you've always got a reason not to be with me,... last night you didn't even say good night." "Don't be infantile." "I already told you I don't have the time." "But only to the stables?" "What would that take, twenty minutes?" "~ Nuño, look for someone else to go with you, now bugger off." "~ No!" "~ What do you mean, no?" "~ You don't understand me, I want you to come with me." "What's up, son?" "What's going on, Nuño?" "I don't dare." "Since I fell off, I don't dare get back on a horse." "Oh, son!" "It's all right, it's all right, it's all right!" "~ We'll go together, all right?" "~ Yes." "Marquesa, should I bring your shawl?" "Master, there are soldiers at all the gates to town." "They're going to kill anyone who tries to come in." "They can't impede someone who wants a new life." "Agreed." "I was so eager to be alone with you!" "You have no idea how difficult it is to be in this palace and not be able to..." "Irene... every time I cross your path..." "I end up crazy." "Take this." "What's this?" "Money for your family." "Is that why you brought me here?" "If my husband hears tell of it, he'll kill you." "I don't want it." "Martín, take it, it means nothing to me." "~ I don't want it." "~ Martín, take it!" "Keep it." "What's that?" "I don't know, let's go." "Sir, the situation is recurring at all the gates to town." "I don't know how long we can control these peasants." "I don't plan on having that rabble cause me any problems." "We'll do everything necessary to keep them out." "Slay anyone who tries to enter." "Red Eagle!" "Felipe?" "Felipe?" "Felipe?" "What's all this?" "This?" "The provisions the Marquesa ordered me to get." "Don't you see that she knows that crowds are coming?" "So she, to be on the safe side, gathers a suitable stock of goods." "Should I not be so honest, I'd feel like giving half of this to the town." "Look, with half this she could feed half the peasants who work her lands." "Or more." "Such a shame!" "This can't be right, man, with the people starving and all this rotting away in her pantry." "~ Catalina." "~ What?" "Come along." "What?" "God help me, where has this little creature come from?" "Come with me, my love." "See what people come to do in their despair." "Let's see, let me see you." "Pay attention." "My God, what a face!" "How hungry he must be!" "Oh, Holy Mother, this one has seen misery's face, look at his skin-to-the-bone hands!" "But how can you abandon such a charming face?" "For God's sake!" "Woman, they left him in the cart so the Marquesa would take care of him and give him a better life." "And what do we give him to eat?" "We'll see, precious, look at me." "~ An orange?" "~ Hey, what can we do about you?" "What should we do about you, since you can't stay here." "If the Marquesa sees him she's completely capable of throwing him to the dogs." "Is it tasty?" "What if we take him home?" "You little shit!" "~ He didn't do anything!" "~ He robbed me!" "No, sir, please, leave him alone." "Who robbed the inn?" "It was one of you." "Which one?" "No one's going to laugh about me." "You hear me?" "Nobody!" "Look at me, Cipriano." "~ These people, these shitty people..." "~ Let the gun go." "Ay, Master, he's lost his mind." "Lay the pistol down, lay the pistol down." "Let me alone!" "Leave me be!" "Are you all right?" "Yes." "He's gone, he's already gone." "Lucrecia?" "Lucrecia!" "What's going on, Lucrecia?" "Is it Nuño?" "Has something happened to Nuño?" "Does this concern Nuño?" "What happened, Lucrecia?" "How skillfully have you avoided it, Master!" "I haven't seen a move like that since I met a girl contortionist on the outskirts of Paris." "She was working... ~ Hi." "~ Sátur...hi." "You can't change the subject, Master." "I feel pity for Cipriano too, but we can't do anything to help him." "~ Of course we could." "~ Oh, really?" "With this." "With this we can fill his hand and go feed some peasants, too." "You don't say." "I gave you these jewels to help you in the event of trouble." "Sátur, I know that." "If you want, we'll sell off some minor bit of something, to help Cipriano,... but we don't know any of the peasants." "It's the law of life: first feed number one, and if there's anything left, keep dividing it up." "Dad, Sátur's right, we can't give stuff to the peasants." "If we did we'd have nothing left." "Look, Alonso, that's the same way the nobles think... but if we keep everything we have and so does everyone else in town,... what's going to happen?" "Then the poor will become even poorer,... and in the end they'll have to steal in order to eat." "Whatever." "Tomorrow, when we're hungry, what's going to happen?" "Sátur, we're very healthy the way we are." "No, Master, no." "I have to wrack my brain to find a way to come up with three helpings of turkey." "And if you want to give one to them, just tell me." "So much given to the poor,... but you never think of your own family." "Well...no, I didn't mean it." "Hi." "And the boy?" "They've abandoned him, the poor thing." "Don't touch him, no, no, no, don't touch or kiss him... ~ Sátur..." "~ Go on, he must be covered with fleas and lice." "We'll scrub him up a bit." "And you have to give him something to eat." "I'm sure he hasn't tasted a thing since God knows when." "Did his parents abandon him?" "And now, what will become of him?" "I don't know, my dear." "And if we keep him for ourselves?" "With all that's happening...not you, too...?" "What will we do, Sátur?" "Take him to an orphanage?" "No, not an orphanage, no way!" "You know the how much work's involved in caring for a kid that age?" "There'd be waiting for him day and night,... and you're going to work in the palace, and you go to school, if not, because..." "Well, here..." "Who'll take care of him, the same old Sátur." "I don't have the time for him, I don't." "Good, good, but for the time being, let him spend the night... and tomorrow we'll see what we're going to do with him." "Just for now?" "He's eating and eating." "The heir has disappeared from my palace." "How can you say to some parents that you've let someone kill their son?" "Some parents, I don't know, but with royalty, this is an unavoidable death sentence." "Besides, we only know he's wandered off,... we haven't seen his body yet." "You didn't leave the door open?" "Hernán, for God's sake!" "~ No one else has the key for here?" "~ No." "Well, the lock wasn't jimmied, Lucrecia... they'd have to open it with a key." "That's impossible, Hernán, I've got the only key." "Think, Lucrecia, it would have to be someone perfectly familiar with your movements." "Hernán, I'm telling you that I haven't been separated from the key, not even for an instant." "Ay, if it weren't for that child!" "I went with Nuño for a moment to the stables and came straight back to the room." "Then it has to be someone on your staff." "She opened the door and let the English conspirators in." "It's mine, it's an Italian coin." "The Cardinal gave it to me as my dowry." "Only Irene has access to that." "Dad, Dad!" "Yeah?" "Look." "What's with all that?" "Well, it's wheat, tomatoes,... and potatoes." "It's what we got for the jewels." "Wait, wait, wait...what have you done?" "Let's discus this, Alonso: how did it occur to you to take the jewels?" "And even you went there by yourself?" "Do you have any idea how dangerous that was?" "Dad, I didn't go alone." "I went with Murillo." "Since you're always so busy, well, I've saved you some work." "Sátur, this is for you." "You can use it to pay for a trip to the Americas." "So...what a kid, right?" "What a kid!" "Sure, sure, I'm going to lend a hand." "Wow, see how much this weighs, what do you have in here?" "Those would be the potatoes." "The potatoes?" "They ought to weigh a quarter pound each." "By all my blessed dead, you've been cheated!" "But, rocks?" "It can't be!" "By the mother who bore me, if there's a vermin in the world who would...!" "Alonso, where did you buy this?" "At the auction center along the river bank." "There were lots of goods,... and full wagons left for the royal palace... look, if we hurry, I'm sure we could grab them." "No, no, no." "You stay here." "I'm going to talk with them." "Dad, Dad, I want to go, too... they tricked me." "Don't worry, I'm going, nothing will happen." "I'm sorry, Dad." "I'm sorry." "Halt." "The jewels." "~ Hand them over to me." "~ What jewels?" "Let this be the last time you steal from children." "Dad!" "Dad!" "Red Eagle!" "Red Eagle!" "Alonso, what are you doing here?" "You haven't seen my dad, have you?" "I'm very worried, he came here a while ago by himself, and..." "No, don't you worry, I'll look for him." "Good, but I want to go along with you." "No, no, you go back home and wait for him there, agreed?" "All right." "Thanks, Red Eagle." "Go on." "Alonso." "Dad!" "I was very worried about you." "Come here." "This is yours." "Why did you go into that room?" "I don't know what you're talking about, Lucrecia." "Don't take me for a naïf, Irene,..." "I know you took the keys from my room and went there." "What for?" "Answer me!" "I didn't go into anyone's room." "Don't lie to me, girl, look me face to face." "Look me in the face so you won't lie to me, girly." "Lucrecia, I told you she wasn't." "Just the same, you could fool the men,... but I can tell clearly when a woman is lying to me." "Speak at once." "Why did you go in, and with whom?" "I learned that Martín wasn't doing very well,... and that his family was having a hard time and was... was dying of hunger, so I met with him." "to give him a bag of money, that's all." "And you left the door open." "But what happened?" "Go, back to our room." "Go on." "Out of here!" "It's clear that the conspirators haven't grabbed the prince." "Clear, yes --- but where is he?" "You know how big this palace is?" "How handsome my son is, how handsome he's going to be, isn't that the truth?" "Oh, yeah!" "Hi, Gonzalo." "Hi." "Go ahead, dress yourself." "Up we go." "I see you get along with children very well." "Well, I've found these clothes from when Alonso was a tyke." "No, those weren't Alonso's." "~ No?" "~ It's mine." "Yes." "Wait for me to help you." "Let's see..." "like this...so!" "If these are the sleeves...so." "~ One arm here and the other there." "~ Are you sure?" "Yeah, I'm sure." "Very good, you see?" "And the other one here." "Oh, no, the front is in back." "Are you laughing at me?" "No, no, no, Gonzalo, please, how could I laugh at you, for God's sake?" "Very good, put it there." "Now." "~ Very good!" "~ You see!" "That's right!" "Here, let me, I'll put it here, let me." "Let me, Gonzalo, let me, I'll put it there." "I've already done the hardest part." "Hello." "~ Hello." "~ Hi." "Sátur, could I ask you for a favor?" "~ Yes." "~ Could you take the boy to see Juan?" "I'd like him to look him over." "He's shitting everything he eats." "Of course, woman, sure." "By my mother, what would we do without you!" "Thanks." "My love, goodbye." "Good, here, come here." "Didn't I warn you what would happen?" "We're all thrilled with this mess, but in the end, when it's time to go to work,... who must take care of him, the same old someone." "Come on, Sátur, come on." "Not "come on, Sátur", no." "This child needs a mother and a father." "I remind you that your sister-in-law will be getting married and leave." "Well, I'll take care of him." "When, Master, when, you don't have the time." "Where were you last night when he wouldn't stop crying?" "On a mission." "Oh, I remember: you're a father, teacher, and hero,... you don't have time for anything else." "I don't think I'm doing all that badly with Alonso." "Yet your child hardly sees you." "besides, I'd like to remind you that when you had Alonso,... you weren't wearing feathers yet." "Look, if it were my choice, we'd take him to a convent,..." "I know some nuns, and if they'd raised me, this rooster would be singing a different tune." "I'm sorry to let him go, too, but... but think that you'll be able to see him whenever you want... like poor Augustín did with you." "Eh, Master?" "That's good." "Of course, man, come along with Uncle Sátur." "The Eagle doesn't want any more chicks in his nest." "Hey, Squirt." "Let's go." "We're shut!" "Don't tell us that!" "They say that in this charity business, no one can beat you, the barefoot Carmelite nuns." "Do justice to your reputation, woman." "Manolo, we've given him this name,... he's so easy and quiet, the child." "No one is to learn that he's with you." "Let's go, son." "You're taking him, then?" "May God bless you!" "I won't give you a kiss, since I know how you feel about carnality... but know that I'm eternally grateful." "Manolito, son,... you're staying with this woman,... and she'll treat you very well." "We'll come by to see you now and then." "Give a kiss to Uncle Sátur." "Manolito." "May God bless you." "Thank you, Mother." "Behave yourself, son." "Go with God." "He'll be fine, Sátur." "~ Of course he'll be fine." "~ Yes." "At least there'll be one meal a day he won't miss." "Of course the love of a nun isn't the same as the love of a mother, but..." "It's going to be great." "Right." "The most important thing isn't to eat,... but to have someone who loves you,... no matter how many mistakes you make." "Still brooding over the bags' affair?" "Well, yeah, Sátur, yeah." "Because I lost all the jewels." "And we might need them again someday, right?" "That happens to the best." "Or do you think my head doesn't hurt a lot because of it?" "Of course, this is how you learn." "Indeed you learn!" "My most sincere condolences." "What's happened?" "He fell ill, and he was our only son." "Now we've been left totally alone." "A father shouldn't have to see his son die." "At worst it's foolishness, but..." "But...?" "We've abandoned a boy who didn't have any parents." "Look how things are." "The Commissioner goes back and forth every morning, opening and shutting doors, opening and shutting rooms,... and the bed's untouched." "The other night, the Marquesa spent it in white." "Who may know what they're looking for?" "Well, for some jewelry, out of all that she has." "I bring a gift on behalf of the queen for the Marquesa of Santillana." "The Marquesa is very busy." "Don't worry, I'll see that she gets it." "You can go." "What's in the box the queen sent the Marquesa?" "Catalina, leave that alone." "Woman, I'm just going to glance inside." "She's sent back the mirror." "Naturally, she was a woman before she was queen,... do you think that with the affair the Marquesa is involved in... doing the old bouncy-bouncy with the king... she's going to pay her back with a mirror?" "Catalina, be careful!" "Ay, Margarita, for God's sake!" "Ay, we've shattered it!" "God help me!" "Catalina, besides, such an expensive a mirror this is!" "What's this?" "By the Holy Virgin!" ""The most sincere gratitude..." ""for favors done the crown, Marquesa."" "It's a letter from the queen." "The boy." "What's going on with the boy?" "We haven't taken the son of some peasants!" "I also knew Laura de Montignac, she was my mother." "And you're my uncle." "Thanks." "Alms, we have nothing to eat." "Alms, I'm hungry, my daughter." "And my chair?" "Your Eminence, charity, alms, we have nothing to eat." "God will provide, my son." "~ Alms, please!" "~ God will provide." "God will provide, my children." "God will provide, now go away." "Help, guards, guards!" "Push off!" "Your Eminence, are you all right?" "I'd be much better if you'd been doing your job." "We've done all we could, sir." "But it's not enough." "This town is plagued by wretches." "Cleanse it." "He's just a kid, Lucrecia, he can't have gone too far." "Without food, without water, without clothes." "I don't think we'll find him alive." "Hernán!" "Hernán!" "Hernán, run!" "It's a dead animal, it's not him." "There's nothing we can do, Hernán." "I'll go down in history as the woman who put an end to the dynasty of the Austrias." "Sátur, Sátur, Sátur!" "Sátur, for God's sake, where's the boy?" "Manolo?" "~ Yes." "~ He's living the life he deserves." "Do you understand me?" "It wasn't that he was being badly treated here..." "Sátur, for God's sake, where did you put the kid?" "Relax, woman,... he's in good hands, I gave him to some peasants who had lost their son,... and they'll treat him as God commands." "What peasants, Sátur, what peasants?" "~ But what's going on." "What's the big deal?" "~ "What's the big deal?"" "Because he wasn't an abandoned child." "He was Don Felipe the Prosperous." "How could he be Don Felipe the Prosperous?" "The king's son?" "Yes." "May God bless him!" "God bless him, God bless him!" "Well, no need to panic, I... well, never mind, I'll talk to the peasants and get the boy back." "Yeah, we'll go with you." "No, no, no, no." "Stay here, if they see us all they'll get scared and not hand over the child." "~ Sátur." "~ Stay here." "Sátur, we have to recover him." "If the Marquesa learns of this, she'll kill us, Sátur." "I promise you I'll get the child back,... even if I have to stay in his place." "Sátur, listen to what I'm telling you..." "Whenever you find him,... no messing around,... take him straight to the palace and leave him with me there." "~ Are we clear?" "~ Yes, yes." "Ay, for God's sake, let him find him, let him find him, may he show up soon!" "The heir to the throne, no less." "But who sends me...if I don't learn!" "Now I have to go to the ass of the world to talk with the peasants..." "Sátur, Sátur, I went back to the de Montignac stead and met with my uncle." "With all respect we don't have time just now for homesteads or uncles." "What's the matter?" "Who would have thought that kid was the heir?" "But we don't know the faces of those who reign, nor do we know anything about their private lives." "But it's a gold mine, right?" "It would interest the people." "I've often thought that someday someone will invent a way we can keep abreast of things." "Sátur, are you sure this is the place?" "Hell, yes!" "Pay attention to me for once in your life, I know who I left the kid with!" "And I thought he was unwell..., but it wasn't a disease." "it was blue blood." "Ma'am!" "Ma'am, we were looking for you." "You see, we want to talk with you... you see, because there's been a misunderstanding." "By chance, we found the real parents of the boy,... and you take charge of the circumstances, well,...you see..." "The boy's not with us." ""The boy's not with us"?" "Sátur." "No, not the boy, for God's sake." "Sátur, Sátur!" "What's the matter, buddy, have you gone nuts?" "~ Sátur, Sátur." "~ It's our dog." "He left us this morning." ""The dog" you said?" "And where's the child my servant gave you?" "We gave him to a peasant family." "Some loggers who lost their trees, and... and I think they headed to town." "How can that be, "loggers"?" "But how can we find the boy?" "I have no idea, sorry." "We're very sorry." "Let's go." "I want everyone in the cart." "Quickly!" "I didn't do anything." "Not the boy!" "I didn't do anything, I'm just hungry." "Not the boy, by God, I beg you!" "What do we do with them?" "Take them to the cliffs of Rivas." "Where are you taking us?" "Catalina, shouldn't we tell the Marquesa what's going on?" "We say that we've taken the boy with the best of intentions... and we've narrowed down his location." "No way, Margarita, neither good intentions nor anything else." "This woman doesn't listen to reason." "When Sátur finds the kid he'll bring him here to the palace and that'll be that." "And let it be as if nothing had happened." "Catalina, where's the Marquesa?" "In her room, taking a bath." "She said not to bother her." "Very well." "Lucrecia, the kid still hasn't shown up." "Maybe someone found him and took him back to his house, but we don't know which..." "Catalina!" "Catalina!" "Margarita!" "~ Ay, by the Holy Virgin!" "~ Bring a doctor!" "Move it!" "No way, in the end, a nobody like me is about to change the course of history." "Where could this logger be, Master?" "He could be anywhere, Master." "Spain isn't that big,... but our kingdom doesn't know the night, Master." "They've disappeared." "That's what I said." "No, Sátur, the peasants, they aren't here." "They've been expelled from the town." "Cipri." "Do you know what's happened with the peasants?" "In the end someone has finally done what had to be done." "Yes, but what have they done with them?" "The Commissioner's men have arrested them and carried them away in carts... and good riddance." "He couldn't allow this band of thieves to roam our streets at will." "Where did they take them?" "I don't know, and who cares?" "I never want to see the return of those vermin again in my life." "Dad!" "Dad!" "Alonso?" "The peasants." "What's going on?" "They've taken them to the cliffs of Rivas." "Do you really want to end up dead?" "I don't know why it came to this --- nor will I ask you." "Please, Juan." "Leave me alone." "I'm no sort of moralist,..." "I'll never condemn you for what you meant to do." "You're very understanding." "I know you're not stupid." "If things have gotten this far, it's because you're not able... to see another way out." "You surely have one,... a way out, Juan." "The door." "If you're ever intent again upon killing yourself,... remember you've got a son." "You have no idea, Juan, you have no idea." "All this, your... cures, your caring words, don't help anything, Juan." "I'm already dead." "Go away, please." "No, no!" "For the sake of sweet charity!" "Have mercy, by God!" "No, no, please!" "Please, I have a family,..." "I have four sons, for God's sake!" "Please no, no, no!" "No, no, no!" "Shoot." "Shoot!" "Take him." "Take him." "He's already safe, your Majesty." "Without wishing to offend either the crown nor your Excellency... we really missed you." "Let's go home, come on." "Tomorrow I'll go to the royal palace to inform the king... of what's happened with his son." "Yes, Hernán, yes." "There's nothing else that we can do." "Felipe!" "It can't be, Felipe!" "He's all right, he's all right!" "Lucrecia, you have to rest." "I'll take care of the safety of the child." "Wait,... if you please,..." "I won't part from him until the royal family comes to reclaim him." "You don't rely on me?" "I only trust myself." "Besides,... you have a wife to attend to." "I don't think she likes it when her husband spends the night far away from her bed." "She's married to a servant of the law,... so she's going to spend many nights by herself." "Better if she gets used to it sooner rather than later." "Hernán, Hernán!" "No, Hernán!" "No, no, don't touch him, don't touch him!" "Don't touch me!" "Leave me alone!" "No!" "Felipe!" "Hernán, help!" "Here he is!" "But then you couldn't do anything?" "Nothing, when we arrived, the Red Eagle was already there." "He saved the peasants and brought back the heir." "Such a guy this Red Eagle is... who seems to have four pairs of arms,... and he fells guards like pigeons." "But this man has saved the life of the Marquesa." "I've seen her in bad shape other times,... but this time... the king's son business nearly killed her." "It's grave enough, he's the heir to the throne." "And it may have ended up a big mess, right?" "Well, that could have marked the end of the dynasty, need I say more?" "Besides, since the queen only knows how to give birth to females,... and since male siblings survive only for a little while,..." "I just have to say this: thanks be to God,... everything turned out all right." "We got saved from a big mess." "Right, now I'm going to feed my son,... he's hungry enough to eat the furniture." "~ Let's see to it." "~ I'll go with you." "We'll see to it." "Aunt,... are you all right?" "Yes, yes, I'm fine, my dear." "No, it's just that..." "Well..." "I was just thinking that... we've been saved from a big problem, thanks to the Red Eagle." "If I could, I'd like to thank him." "I know how to find him." "Your Excellency, the Marquesa of Santillana." "You may leave." "Lucrecia?" "Your Majesty,..." "I assure you I've put the greatest zeal into protecting the heir,... but I could not avoid his death." "I beg for clemency, please, your Majesty, I have a son,..." "He has only me." "Clemency?" "Clemency, Marquesa, when you couldn't be bothered to protect the life... of the future king of Spain?" "Your Majesty." "Her Majesty the queen." "I don't understand, your Majesty." "I present you my son Felipe." "You've performed a great service to the crown." "The boy who died?" "He was the son of one of my servants." "Your Majesty." "Alonso, son, I think we should get down." "I really don't quite know what I'm doing up here on the roof." "You'll see, Aunt, the Red Eagle will come, you'll see." "Yeah, but suppose your father comes by --- I don't know how to explain this... because you're a boy, but I...?" "You don't believe me, do you?" "Isn't that it?" "No, that's not it, Alonso, my love." "I know that at times you feel lonely, that you have to talk with someone." "Look, when I was small..." "I had a friend that only I could see, and people thought..." "No, Aunt, I haven't invented anything." "Red Eagle comes when I need him." "Look, I figure he'll be tied up just now." "He'll be rescuing someone, or preventing a robbery, or something." "But when he's free, he'll come, you'll see." "Just another few minutes." "You have to trust me, he'll love it that you want to thank him." "But just another little while, right?" "A while." "And dress warmly, if you catch cold, your father'll kill us." "Master." "You're not thinking of going up to the roof?" "Your sister-in-law and your son are waiting up there for you --- they look like gargoyles." "Look at the card my uncle gave me." "May God forgive me,... but that's uglier than a demon." "The painter of this card wasn't very devout, I'd say." "No, Sátur, what it's about is a very old virgin." "It was rescued by some Spanish pilgrims to the Holy Land." "They called her "the Virgin of Truth"." "Very pretty." "Good, now what?" "Are you going to suit up and pay a visit to the roof or what?" "If it costs you nothing, in the name of God, climb up and back down... and free those two from freezing to death." "~ I'm going." "~ Yes, sure, that solves things in an instant." "I've ironed one of the Eagle suits." "We're going to make your sister-in-law so happy as to walk in her two hands, you'll see." "I'll also permit myself to make a small pad for the codpiece... to give a bit of oomph to the thing." "I don't say you need it,... but counting on what's already yours and what I've done, well... it looks like..." "The Giralda!" "It's the end of the world." "We have to go to the shrine of the Virgin of Truth,..." "I want to know why my uncle gave me this card." "That Virgin could lead me to my mother." "I want you strive to the maximum,... not every day do we get a visit from the king of France." "The Virgin is crying blood!" "The Virgin is crying blood!" "Will God punish us?" "If people think they're going to die, there's no way to control them." "Tie up these guys." "Marry me,... first thing tomorrow." "My Master won't leave this world without confessing what he has to confess." "You were always special to me,... ever since we were youngsters." "I don't dare decide who lives and who dies, Sátur." "Martín is dead!" "Leave me alone, leave me alone!" "You've done the unforgiveable."