"They've emptied the nursery, Master, they haven't left a single kid behind." "We're going to find them." "That horse belongs to the Marquesa de Santillana." "Who sold it to you?" "A woman with long dark hair." "Mariana." "Cardinal Mendoza is hunting for me,... and if he finds me he'll kill me." "Sir, if the pirate has escaped... who's in the crate?" "Find the trunk without anyone knowing that you're looking for it,... or you'll pay with your life." "Gonzalo!" "San Jorge is the patron saint of all of you, you men of arms." "The Holy Grail is hidden in the caves beneath the meadow." "I've told him the whole truth, that's why he's dead." "I've been blaming for this myself." "The orphans, what have you done with them?" "Where are they?" "Under ground." "Are you all right?" "Did this guy say where my mother is?" "I don't know where she is." "Last night you were in bed with that woman." "Were you remembering my mother then?" "I'd rather you didn't go to the funeral." "Have you found your father?" "Keep looking for that crate." "It's no Mrs. Nobody who's traveling there inside, you hear me?" "We're talking about the Marquesa de Santillana." "Claudia is going to live with us for a while." "Alonso." "That is like joining a Muslim with a Christian, they fuck each other in the ass." "Sir." "Fuck off, beggar." "We'll spread the rumor that a treasure is hidden in the town." "People will fall over themselves looking for it,... and the Red Eagle won't be able to stop them." "Proceed." "Lately, men have been deciding everything themselves without thinking about what others feel." "I killed her." "Where is Lucrecia, Catalina?" "I will have him become attached to me." "When he thinks someone is going to remember him, I'll leave him like a dog." "You can't just show up and pretend to be rich." "~ Card." "~ The minimum is a gold piece." "I have a house." "I swear we buried it here." "Who buried it?" "You and who else?" "My son!" "Commissioner, he's just a boy." "I know where the crate is." "Over 8." "You're busted." "What are you doing?" "I came to look at my new house." "Lucrecia!" "~ Where did you bet the house?" "~ In Gerónima's brothel." "Let them go." "I think they've learned their lesson." "You won, Master!" "I'm your son." "I'm your father." "You're the son of a servant." "Don't stop, Damián, keep going!" "Don't stop!" "He's there, run!" "Don't stop, Damián!" "Go, go!" "Let's go!" "No, no!" "Damián!" "No, no!" "No!" "No!" "What do you think?" "Like a true knight." "We've been waiting for you for dinner for quite a while." "Nuño, don't you think you're too old to continue playing war games?" "Lucrecia, this has arrived." "Mother, I'm going to join the ranks of the king's men." "In a few days, I'll leave with the company of the Earl of Tudela to Cáceres." "The king ordered the Earl of Tudela to march to the southwest,... to the front with Portugal." "And the count has numbered me among his men." "This is great news, son." "At last it's time to become a knight,... at the orders of his Majesty." "I'm very proud of you." "I'll make the Marquisate de Santillana stand out above the rest." "But now you should come and eat and relax." "Tomorrow is the reception for the king and you must be in perfect condition." "I will not tolerate my son going to war." "He won't be going to war, Lucrecia, his detachment is purely diplomatic." "Until that's over,... and they need men for battle." "It's an excellent opportunity for Nuño." "Starting as the squire of the Earl of Tudela launches him on an excellent career." "Damn the moment you started his training!" "Your son is old enough to start serving his country." "Don't worry, he'll be in the best of hands." "My son is..." "How long will it be?" "It's not written here, Hernán, how many months?" "Maybe a year." "He's not going anywhere." "How long do you think you're going to stop him?" "Sooner or later, this day had to arrive, Lucrecia." "It's better to leave things as they are... and you get a hold of the idea that your son is a man,... and as such he has duties." "Go on, that's a fine idea." "Because you know a lot of swords and jumping around, I'm not saying no, but about women...you don't have a clue." "Putting the pirate and your sister-in-law to sleep there, side by side!" "Surely that's not the best way to handle things, no, no." "So far it's the only solution." "Give me a better one." "Go on, take the straw back to the stable." "We're ready here." "Your business." "I still say that's too small a cage for two beasts." "Listen to me." "Wild beasts?" "What wild beasts?" "The flies." "The fierceness of the flies, which this year are as big as calves." "Oh, no, that's true." "If you'll let me..." "Thanks for letting Claudia sleep with you." "And I had a choice, right?" "Well, this is done." "I hope you sleep well." "I'm comfortable even on the ground." "You know that." "Good, well..." "Good night." "Good night." "Which side of the bed would you prefer?" "No, you choose, it's your home." "Well, this one." "Chosen." "You're going to sleep like that?" "Sure." "You don't want me to give you a nightgown?" "I'll bring you one, if you want." "I'm fine like this." "~ Never mind." "~ Does it bother you?" "Me?" "No." "As far as I'm concerned, you can sleep however you want, if you think it's normal." "Good night." "And my son, where is he?" "He died, don't you remember?" "No." "It couldn't be." "And the Commissioner?" "Where is everybody?" "Who, Ma'am?" "Here there's just the two of us,... by ourselves." "Ma'am, take it easy." "Easy, Ma'am, it was just a bad dream." "You've spent all the night like this." "Have a little water." "That'll settle you down." "I don't want any." "Give me my slippers... and my robe." "But Ma'am, where are you going?" "Tell me what you want and I'll fetch it for you." "Here you are, Ma'am." "Ma'am, I..." "I would like..." "I would like to thank you for letting me live." "You've been very generous with me, I..." "I'll never abandon you, never." "Never." "You may go." "You may go, Catalina." "Yes, Ma'am." "Ma'am." "At last." "Here it is." "This must be it." "This isn't it." "But where the hell is that map?" "With all the chaos here, this...isn't blessed." "What's going on?" "Well, I can't find the map highlighting the hospitals, Master." "I don't know where we should go to look for your mother." "Look at the mess I have here." "So why don't you organize it?" "But it's already organized." "But then you come in and everything gets dumped all over." "It seems so unlikely, given how organized you are in your other life." "Let's see, let's see me focus." "This one's the Holy Grail." "This is...the one spotting the Virgins." "This is of the Sphere." "This..." "This is the medallion!" "What's the map of the medallion doing here?" "How easy it would be to have some furniture here, here... to get stuff straightened out and stored." "But no!" "Get up, Sátur." "Get up a moment." "Here it is." "Let's see." "Look, these are the town's hospitals that we've already checked out so far." "And these are the ones we still have to visit." "If my mother's still sick, she must be in one of these." "Well, this is ready, then, once we've settled down the map mess, let's get to work." "Let's go in case the Buccaneer and your sister-in-law wake up early and notice we're out of the house." "Eh, Master?" "What's going on?" "Something odd?" "What do we do if she's not in one of those three?" "Man, for God's sake, we're going to find your mother." "We'll search for her under every stone." "Your mother certainly didn't cross my path for no reason." "Be sure of that." "I wish." "Go on, get the horses ready." "And what about this custom of calling out before entering?" "I have to talk with you." "It's urgent." "Wait for me in my bedroom." "I'll follow on directly." "All right, what's so urgent?" "I was thinking that... because Nuño's leaving, maybe we could spend the day tomorrow at the Pardo." "Nuño loves that." "You come in without knocking and get me out of bed... just to propose a picnic?" "To offer you a family holiday, Hernán." "Then we have to bring Irene." "She's my family now." "Since when are you sleeping with her?" "What are you up to now?" "It's just a simple question." "No, Lucrecia, you never ask simple questions." "What is it you want?" "Nothing, I told you." "Can't I pay you a visit,... just to suggest a plan?" "In the middle of the night in my bedroom with my wife?" "No." "You're in such a bad mood when you don't finish things your way, my dear." "Good." "Tomorrow I'll organize lunch." "Leave it to me." "Don't worry." "No." "Lucrecia, there isn't anything between us anymore." "And now that Nuño's going, even less so." "If you permit me, I have conjugal duties that I want to finish." "Good night, Lucrecia." "I'm crushed, crushed to powder, Master." "This all-night-ride on horseback from one hospital to another, it kills me." "And all for what?" "For nothing." "How for nothing?" "With all due respect, Master, don't be negative." "The good news is that your mother isn't sick,... and you should welcome that." "Master, listen to me: your mother is alive and somewhere here in town." "How do you know?" "I don't know, but..." "I'd rather believe that rather than anything else." "What do you want me to say, that your mother's dead or in France?" "Think positive, damnit!" "Good day...to say the least." "Hello." "What...how did you sleep?" "Something like bad." "I was so busy trying not to fall out of bed." "That's because it's the first night, you'll both soon get used to it..." "little by little." "No, the one who has to get used to it is me." "She doesn't have a problem." "This is the trouble with sharing a bed with someone,... especially if that someone is someone you're not interested in, right?" "You understand me?" "Gonzalo,... could you talk to Claudia and tell her to at least wear a nightgown?" "It's hard enough to sleep with her, but when she's naked on top of that, well..." "Sorry, I'm very clumsy." "Morning, Sátur." "~ Good morning." "~ Morning, Aunt." "Good morning." "Good morning, son." "Has my father already had breakfast, Sátur?" "Lots of good stuff." "Alonso, you're not talking to me?" "I just do not like lies,... or liars, like I learned from you." "Good morning." "Good morning." "Is everything all right, Sátur?" "Perfect." "So now everybody's had breakfast." "The people are summoned to witness justice." "The Tribunal of Justice for Castilla... will make public the execution of Damián Espinosa,... which will be carried out in the square before the relevant authorities... tomorrow at dawn." "Cursed be the time I ever heard of him!" "Why must I have heard anything?" "Because I have the scene fixed here inside..." "But what scene?" "What are you talking about?" "Of Mariana naked." "Because it got here inside, and there's no human way to remove it, Master." "Them sleeping together already made me nervous,... so imagine one of them naked!" "Sátur, please." "Well, forgive me, I'm sure." "It's just that I'm still alive, unlike you." "My imagination runs wild and I get like "The Spikes" by Bredas --- I say no more." "Cipri." "What happened?" "He killed his whole family." "The father, mother, and it's thought his wife as well." "Her body hasn't been found yet." "What a pity, on account of the much it costs to raise a family!" "The woman's eight months pregnant." "How evil you should be!" "When are they going to kill him?" "Tomorrow morning,... with the old head crusher." "Killer!" "~ They should kill him!" "~ Yeah, kill him!" "How did he kill them?" "Stay back." "I just want to know how he killed them." "He chased them through the woods to kill them." "He sliced them upside down." "Come on, clear a way!" "Killer!" "What are you going to do, Master?" "It also makes my blood boil, but to stone him..." "He's blind." "Ma'am." "I'll use my own." ""The centuries of age an oak counts by his leaves..." ""the tree spends them without hearing a word." ""And a blind log." ""The more someone sees, the more someone hears,..." ""the less harsh life is."" "Alonso,... do you have any questions?" "Is there any word you don't know how to spell?" "No, no, not a single one." "It's just that this class doesn't interest me very much." "It hardly matters whether you're interested or not --- you're here to learn." "And it's me who decides what." "Agreed?" "The thing is, Father, you can't make me learn something I don't want to." "Alonso, step outside for a minute." "I want a word with you." "Alone." "Now." "My God, what a race!" "Master, they're going to execute the guy ahead of schedule because they're afraid of a lynching." "The people are totally enraged." "All right, kids, classes are over." "Everybody out." "Alonso, Alonso, wait." "Where are you going?" "To watch the execution, like everybody else." "What's the matter, can't I go?" "No, no, you can't, right, you can't." "Why not?" "Because it's not an image you want to carry with you for life." "They're going to squeeze his brain... and it'll come out of his eyes, his ears, his balls, everywhere." "That's enough, Sátur." "Alonso, go home and wait for me." "Sátur, go with him." "What about you?" "I have work to do." "Go." "Go on, go." "Master." "Let me remind you that this guy murdered his entire family." "He's a convict, not an innocent." "And you only save innocents." "Just for that reason, Sátur." "It's impossible for him to have killed his entire family." "Impossible!" "Why's it impossible?" "Because he's blind?" "Exactly." "Tell me, Sátur, how could he chase them through the woods?" "And then kill them?" "Impossible." "He couldn't have done it." "You do impossible things." "How many people like me do you know?" "Go on, go with Alonso." "And keep an eye on him." "Grab him!" "Get him!" "Kill him!" "Kill him!" "I'm leaving for Salamanca today." "There's important information about the Holy Grail." "I'll give you precise instructions on my return." "But it's impossible!" "How come she hasn't arrived yet?" "Keep calm, Nuño." "Your mother should be about to arrive." "She'd never miss a reception at the royal palace." "But what if something's happened?" "I'd know." "I'd have gotten word of it." "Your mother ought to be preparing a surprise for you." "Not every day is a child presented as a knight to the king." "Commissioner." "Has the Marquesa shown up?" "The coachman says if we don't leave soon we won't arrived on time." "I can't go alone." "I would be the shame of the court." "I'll take you." "Let's go." "Go look for your cap." "She didn't say where she was going?" "No, sir." "She left early this morning, asked for her horse to be saddled,... and she refused to say anything to me." "And why didn't you go with her?" "How could you think of letting her ride off unescorted?" "Me, sir..." "She ought to be waiting for us in the royal palace." "Excuse me, Commissioner." "I don't want to judge anyone, but..." "I think the Marquesa's clothing wasn't suitable for a presentation to the king." "Damián." "I know it wasn't you." "What happened?" "Listen, I'm here to help you." "Trust me." "Tell me everything that happened." "Master, you almost killed me!" "Can you tell me what you're doing here?" "Following your logic, I thought you were bringing him to the place where it happened." "Has he told you anything?" "Up to now, not a word." "Blind and mute,... we're busted." "By my mother!" "Whatever happened here had to be sickening." "Do you recognize this?" "They took her." "Who did they take?" "My wife." "Who was it?" "Did you hear something?" "Lots, but I don't know how many." "They chased me through the woods for a long time." "I fell and knocked myself out." "When I woke up she wasn't here anymore." "What were they like?" "Those who took her, what were they like." "Like..." "He can't see." "That's true." "I let myself get excited." "This is the first time I can ask without..." "It's all my fault." "No, Damián, no." "You're just a victim." "Why do you think you deserve the blame?" "It was me who told everything to the priest." "The priest?" "What's a priest got to do with it?" "Damián, what did you tell him?" "That my wife was possessed by demons." "Oh, my God!" "What's going on?" "What are you doing?" "~ Leave me be." "~ Elena, Elena, what's wrong with you?" "~ Let me alone." "~ She turned surly." "She spoke in strange, evil tongues." "She could see things that no one else could." "To be near her... was to be in Hell." "No, no, no, no, no, Master, we've crossed paths with the Devil!" "Her hands and feet were very hot." "Most Holy Virgin of Beautiful Love, protect us!" "We'll find your wife." "You won't be able to." "The Devil took my wife." "Damián,..." "I'll untie you." "By the mother who bore me!" "She hasn't come." "She's not going to come." "Calm down." "I can't do this, Commissioner." "I can't go in without my mother." "Nuño, control yourself." "You're a grownup now." "You're here to receive the blessing of the king and to be nominated to join his ranks in the future,... so get a grip." "She'd never miss this event." "She'll turn up sooner or later." "Will you go in with me?" "No, I can't go with you." "I'm not a noble and I'm not your father." "In there, you're the Marqués de Santillana." "Prove it." "Go on." "Nuño Julián Federico de Santillana y Guzmán,..." "Marqués de Santillana." "Your Majesty." "Approach." "Where's your mother, the Marquesa?" "Why didn't she come?" "She's indisposed, your Majesty." "She must be very bad for not wanting to appear before her king." "Yes, your Majesty." "She couldn't get out of bed." "She's deeply sorry for not coming." "I hope she gets better very soon." "Thank you." "Welcome to my army." "I trust you to defend the crown with the same gallantry as did your father and grandfather." "Here, for you to record your victories,... and with them bring peace to this kingdom." "I will do so, your Majesty." "The Marqués of Santillana prostrates before you." "You have my blessing." "Sir." "Master, for God's sake, come to your senses." "That guy clearly said that his wife had been possessed by demons..." "Possessed...by...the Devil." "The Devil from Hell." "The Devil doesn't exist." "But, look, that's what I needed to hear!" "Let's see, there must be a rational explanation for all this." "You keep on, you keep on, giving yourself to heresy." "You'll see..." "They're going to burn you at the stake." "Think of your family!" "Here it is." "Look." "In the forest I found a track that was marked with something like this." "In ancient Egypt, the pharaohs used to place in the soles of their shoes... the sigil of their enemies." "This symbolized that they'd trampled them forever." "And?" "What does Egypt have to do with things now?" "This custom changed, and now what you engrave is your own emblem." "So you leave a record of your actions, kind of like a signature." "So if we find out who has this mark,... we'll know what happened in the woods." "It turns out... that there are numerous signs, but none complete." "And I'm not sure what this picture represents." "It looks like a fire, don't you think?" "Indeed." "It's the fire of Hell, Master, it's the sign of the Devil!" "Let it be, for God's sake!" "Think it through: the Devil wears boots?" "Master, I beg you for God's sake to come to your senses!" "It's a fight between God and the Devil, what do we matter?" "God of the depths!" "I intend to find that woman." "Ma'am, for God's sake!" "Ma'am, what are you doing here?" "Where did you come from?" "I don't have to explain myself to you, Catalina." "But, Ma'am, you should be in the royal palace." "Today's your son's reception!" "San Jorge!" "My clothing, Catalina." "No." "First you have to give me a bath." "Yes, Ma'am." "Don't worry, I'll help you." "I'll ask them to get your golden dress ready, all right?" "Mother?" "Son." "I'm sure that the king..." "You have to..." "Mother, you're drunk." "I'm not drunk, Nuño." "I'm fine, Catalina." "Liar!" "How could you?" "Look at yourself." "You're worthy of pity." "Nuño, go to your room." "~ Catalina, you may leave." "~ Yes, sir." "Before you at least knew how to be discreet." "I know." "You can reproach me for being a bad mother." "I know you want to." "Was it for pleasure, or was it some of your usual business?" "Maybe both." "I hope it paid off for you, though by your looks it surely went your way." "You've always been very generous when you give yourself out." "There's something funny going on here, and you know it." "We've been milling around the area for two hours non-stop, and... we haven't seen a soul." "Not a peasant, not a woodsman,... nobody." "They've abandoned their farms to their fate." "That means nothing." "It just means that everybody's just buggered off!" "That's what usually happens when the Devil appears,... not like us, who go looking for him." "An innocent woman has vanished,... and we're going to find her." "Someone's coming." "Good day, Father." "We're looking for Elena's house,... a pregnant girl who's vanished." "And who's asking?" "We're some relatives from town." "I didn't know she had any relatives." "Look, I can't tell you anything." "I've dedicated myself to my task... of handing out bread and milk to the pregnant women of the area." "Nothing more." "Father, forgive me, but he also told us that he reported his wife to the priest." "Could that be you?" "Understand us, Father: we want to find her to give her a Christian burial, if necessary." "You won't be able to find her." "The Devil has taken her." "When that gets into your belly, there's nothing that can be done." "And how are you so sure that the Devil took her?" "Who else, son?" "Just as God our Lord takes care of His flock jealously,... evil lurks around every corner." "Elena was not the only misguided soul." "What do you mean, she wasn't the only one?" "What do you mean by that?" "Five other women have vanished,... all pregnant and possessed." "He has cursed this earth." "You've been warned." "Let's go." "Let me go." "I told you to let me go." "Since when do you have to be carried here trussed for me to give a gift to you, son?" "Why did you made me come here?" "Let him go." "A true thoroughbred." "The best in the field of battle." "Go on!" "You're left speechless, right?" "It is a beautiful specimen." "I don't want it." "No?" "Take it away." "I understand your reaction, son." "You 're at a very difficult age." "You're still not sure exactly what you want or don't want,... nor how to make sense of what you see." "I've always been a nuisance for you." "What are you on about now?" "Give it a rest, Mother." "We both know perfectly well that I've never been one of your priorities,... and you don't even really know me." "Of course I know you, son." "I don't know whether you remember that I gave birth to you." "~ Oh, really?" "~ Yes." "What is my favorite clothing, Mother?" "Or book." "My favorite food." "Your favorite food is roast deer, son, I know that perfectly well." "Catalina, what do I like best?" "Answer at once, Catalina!" "Catalina." "Well, Ma'am, they're the lentils." "It doesn't matter." "What is this stupid game?" "You're a noble, Nuño." "I've given you an education worthy of a king,... every possible whim." "I have lived for you every minute of my life." "Do you know what my memories are from my childhood, Mother?" "I remember I was always playing alone in the garden." "And I also remember the laughter coming from your bedroom." "When I leave the palace this afternoon... you'll never see me anymore." "Ma'am, it's the heat of the moment, he didn't mean it." "I know my son." "He won't be back." "Master." "Another map?" "Give me a break!" "You're some help, where should I put it with the mess of papers that we have up there?" "They took six pregnant women,... all about to give birth, and six... with signs of possession... but they didn't know each other." "They each live in different villages." "I can't find a common thread, Sátur." "Do you want me to tell it to you right away?" "Do you want to know?" "Tell me." "The Devil." "They disappeared one night and no one saw or heard anything." "What more proof do you want?" "The Devil, I tell you!" "Sátur, the Devil hasn't taken them." "And that's what we still need to find out: who and why." "Father." "I've done everything you asked me to." "Can I go play in the street?" "Including the dictation?" "The dictation?" "~ Yes." "~ Very good." "Then go ahead." "Very well, here we've done well." "So yes, you can go out." "Take this." "I brought it." "Some bread with a sausage stuffed inside." "Well, it really was your father who brought it for you." "You'll see how good it is." "Well, you can go, but don't be back late, all right?" "Don't look at me like that, I didn't take anything, a biscuit from the altar boy while you two were talking." "Go on, he had lots of them!" "Gonzalo?" "What a house!" "Catalina." "What is it?" "Can I speak to you for a moment?" "Sure." "What's up?" "It is the Marquesa." "I know you respect her, and I didn't know who else to turn to." "She's disappeared twice in two days." "~ Fine, Catalina, but..." "~ It's..." "What?" "Since when does she smoke opium?" "The Marquesa smokes opium?" "Pardon me." "Well, ever since the early years of her marriage to the Marqués." "It was Hell, Gonzalo." "She lost her appetite, it changed her character completely,..." "And she's been smoking it ever since?" "No." "When she got pregnant with Nuño, she quit." "So why has she gone back to it?" "Nuño is leaving home." "He had a real big fight with her and he said he didn't want to see her again." "All right." "Don't worry." "You go back to the palace and I'll look for her." "~ Thanks, Gonzalo." "See you." "~ Later." "Master, what do you know about opium?" "Have you tried it?" "In the Far East, there were lots of opium dens." "It's one of the worst drugs out there." "It destroys one's will." "Yeah, but have you tried it?" "Sátur, I'm going to look for Lucrecia." "I asked if you tried it." "Sir." "There's no pulse." "What do we do?" "Get her out of here." "I don't want any problems inside the den." "You, help him." "Easy, easy, easy." "That's for me." "Do whatever you want with the rest." "Out the back door." "Weekly tax." "Hurry up, I don't have all day." "That's all?" "What do you have there?" "What are you hiding?" "See, you do indeed have something else!" "Good boy." "Let's go." "It's that by wearing those good-looking things..." "What are you doing?" "Cleaning up all this a bit." "If I don't do something, I'll lose my mind." "Excuse me, but... if you don't mind,... this is my territory." "Leave it to me." "I can handle it myself." "Excuse me." "Wasn't dinner your chore?" "~ Yes." "~ Yes?" "Yeah?" "Well, there it is, all burned." "If I didn't take it off the range we'd all would be on fire." "I'm sorry." "What do I do with all that?" "Never mind, let's see what we can eat." "Look, you may not believe this, but I'm trying to disturb things as little as possible... and I'm organizing this so I can sleep here tonight... and leave you alone." "What?" "~ With Sátur?" "~ With me?" "Look, it's one thing that you have to sleep in the buff,..." "Naked...sleep..." "But him, I don't know whether..." "No." "No, no." "Shit!" "I never thought I'd say this, but..." "Miss Margarita's right." "Naked, no, no." "Alonso!" "I see you've given a good account of the sausage bun." "Aunt, where's my father?" "It's that..." "I don't feel well." "Alonso, Alonso, son!" "What's wrong?" "Alonso!" "Alonso, breathe." "Alonso, what's happened to you?" "My God, the Devil!" "Sátur, grab him!" "It isn't him." "Be careful, fool!" "These silk shirts are worth more than your life." "Are you going to wear silk shirts at the front?" "Don't take them, or they'll end up in the closet of any old officer." "I've seen a new horse out there, an excellent specimen --- is it yours?" "The Marquesa gave it to me." "Your mother." "No, not anymore." "I won't see her ever again." "No matter how much you deny your mother, she'll still be your mother." "If she didn't attend the reception, I'm sure she had a good reason." "Enough of that, Commissioner!" "I'm sick of everyone treating me like a child." "I know perfectly well what I saw, and you do, too." "She looked like a whore." "Why did you do that?" "To treat you like a man." "Now you just begun your military training." "Never, never deny your mother again." "A knight should know how to measure his words and deeds,... and you're a knight." "Measure?" "You've split my lip." "I'm leaving in two hours." "I've got lots of things to do." "Commissioner,... they're looking for you." "Sir, the revenue." "Where did you get this?" "From the opium den." "Lucrecia!" "Lucrecia." "Lucrecia, answer me." "Lucrecia, Lucrecia." "Lucrecia, answer me." "Get away from her." "She's frozen, you need heat to revive her." "Take off your hands off her." "Hernán, she needs heat!" "I can't go on anymore." "Alonso, please!" "Master!" "Alonso, look... ~ Hurry." "~ What?" "Gonzalo, he lost consciousness, and he started to shiver." "We don't know what happened." "Why did you tie him up?" "~ Alonso, Alonso!" "~ No, no, don't let it get near me, please!" "~ Please, don't let it get near me!" "~ Alonso, look at me." "Alonso, I'm your Aunt Margarita." "Quiet, my love, I'm here to take care of you." "Don't let it get near me!" "Get him some water." "Son, son." "Alonso, son." "I told you." "I told you to give it up." "Alonso is possessed!" "He's possessed by the Devil!" "And we were the ones who brought It!" "He's too hot." "He's possessed just like the pregnant women." "We have brought disgrace on this holy house, Master!" "Look, Sátur, calm down." "You have to bathe him in holy water." "You should call an exorcist, the kind that..." "There's no God to remove the Devil from the kid's body." "We're not going to call anybody." "And stop being silly." "Silly, you say?" "So what's going on, then?" "~ I don't know." "~ Of course you don't know!" "He has hallucinations." "He mumbles stuff, and he won't stop shaking." "You tell me what's happening." "You don't know, do you!" "?" "Well, I'll tell you: he's possessed!" "He was fine this morning." "It happened so suddenly." "What do you think, that the Devil asks permission to enter?" ""Good day I'm the Devil." "Will you let me in?" Well, no, of course not." "We have to do something, but this is beyond us, Master." "We need to get some help." "The bread, it was the bread." "The bread, now?" "It has to be the bread." "That's the common thread." "The pregnant women ate this bread, and then so did Alonso." "The bread must be tainted." "Son." "You'll be missed here, Master Nuño." "It seems like just yesterday when I saw you running around this room,... and never shutting up." "Don't be too hard on your mother." "We all make mistakes but you know she loves you with all her soul." "At least say goodbye to her." "That's enough, Catalina." "Go see whether the carriage is ready." "You have to rest, Lucrecia." "Leave us alone." "I'm a mess, son." "It's becoming a habit." "Nuño, I... guess it is." "I guess I've been a bad mother." "I didn't know how to be any better at it, son." "I didn't know." "I just want you to know... that it was never, never my intention to hurt you." "I hope you'll forgive me someday." "I've got nothing more to say, son." "My God!" "I didn't even notice." "You're taller than me, son." "Good bye." "Good bye, son." "I would give everything I've lived... for you to spend another second at my side." "Christ, what a load of crap!" "A bit more of that and I'd poison the kid!" "You just can't trust even priests." "Now, I swear by my holy mother that I'll never take any food from anybody again." "Master, not even if they give me a leg of lamb." "Don't worry, Sátur,... it's not your fault." "This is a fungus that affects rye." "It's called ergot." "Whoever takes it can suffer seizures, hallucinations,... and it can even cause death." "You're saying it's all the fault of a fungus?" "Then don't tell me it's not the Devil." "Give it a rest, Sátur." "The priest distributed the bread among pregnant women, so just they got sick from it." "We still have to find out where they may have been taken." "That won't be easy... because all we have are six pregnant women,... six kids,... and you can stop counting." "That means..." "Master, this is the first time I've seen you reading the Bible." "See?" "You're on the right road." "Sátur, in the Book of Revelations there's described the battle between good and evil,... between God and the Devil." "Here it is." ""The number of the Devil is 6 - 6 - 6."" "I'll have to reread the Bible again, I didn't know there were numbers in it, too." "They're looking for the son of the Devil." "The Devil has a son?" "But how could He have a son?" "Everything is related to the number six:... six women, six children, six... we're missing one six." "That's the key to finding where the women are." "Maybe what I'm thinking is silly, but if it depends on sixes,..." "What?" "What, Sátur, what?" "Do you remember when I and Fermin went to sell flowers, that we went there, to the Angels' Hill?" "Yes." "Well, they killed six pilgrims,... and they're buried there." "And there are still people who go to that mountain, then, to bring them flowers, as if they were saints." "Master Nuño,... your carriage awaits." "I'm coming." "No!" "No, please!" "No, please, don't do anything to him!" "It is him?" "No." "It's not him." "~ No!" "~ No!" "Please, my son!" "They're not possessed!" "They're just poisoned by some food." "No, please." "Please, my son!" "~ My son." "~ No!" "~ Does it hurt?" "~ Yes." "Flex it." "Easy, now." "Does it hurt?" "You can't start your training in this shape." "You'll have to postpone it." "Can you tell us where you got such a blow?" "I stumbled." "I hit my shoulder on the head of the bed." "So you tripped, huh?" "Yeah, yeah, it was bad luck." "And more so since it's the arm you use your sword with." "Surely this has nothing to do with the conversation you had with your mother, right?" "I fell." "That's all." "I'd forgotten you're a Santillana,... proud until the end." "Wouldn't it have been better to talk to her?" "It would be have been less painful." "You could have broken your arm." "It's a matter of character not to make a fuss, Commissioner." "Isn't that what you told me?" "Is wearing a simple nightgown such a horrid burden?" "Yes." "It bothers me." "I can't believe it." "I spent all the day listening how should I behave." "Maybe you should be doing some things my way, all right?" "What are you trying to say?" "That I should sleep naked?" "This is not open for discussion." "You won't wear it, will you?" "No." "Well, never mind." "So go on, get up,... if you lie naked in the floor, maybe it's me who'll have to take care of the cold you'll catch." "So those monks were from the Inquisition?" "They were looking for the son of the Devil,... to kill him." "Fuck the Inquisition!" "They're not shy when it comes to saving souls." "They thought they were doing the right thing." "Huh?" "I guess." "Well, you see." "There's nothing worse than blindly believing in a superstition." "These women were innocent,... yet they were on the verge of killing them all." "Excuse me, but believing in God isn't superstition, it's a necessity." "It can't be that after such a bitch life, we're enduring there's nothing else." "Come on, that would be the meanest thing." "If you say so..." "Don't you feel so very alone, with nothing to believe in?" "I believe in people." "I believe in Alonso, in you,..." "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah." "I wasn't arguing about that,... so don't avoid the question." "You, for example, when... when you look at the sky, what do you see?" "Well... the Big Bear, the Little Bear,... the constellations..." "Ah, I've got him!" "And who put them there?" "Nobody." "What do you mean, nobody?" "Someone had to have placed them there." "I'm not convinced." "Look, come on, there are people who do good and those who do evil,... and this had to have come from somewhere." "From the same men." "No, not from men." "Men aren't that smart!" "No." "I'm going to rest." "Tomorrow we'll resume looking for my mother." "~ Agreed?" "~ Good." "Well, I guess Mariana and Margarita are already asleep, right?" "You're sorry, you're sorry." "What's up?" "I have to do something." "I have it like..." "I swear!" "Good night, Sátur." "Good night." "Yeah, Cipri,... from here the whole town can see us." "How come we're hiding ourselves, like two chicks!" "You know I can't go to sleep without seeing you." "Yeah." "Watch it, we're going to catch pneumonia." "How was your day?" "Fine, just working." "And yours?" "Fine, in the inn." "It's nothing, take it." "Surely you haven't eaten anything all day." "Thanks." "Leave off, Cipri, they can see us here!" "Good night." "Good night." "Excuse me." "Excuse me, sir." "Can you give me a bit to eat?" "No, I don't have anything." "Please." "I've been without food for two days." "I'm sorry." "It's all right." "Don't worry." "I understand." "Wait." "Take this." "I don't care, I lost my appetite." "You've lost your appetite?" "Yes, Father." "Don't laugh." "People in love don't have to eat." "So you're in love?" "And can you tell me who's the lucky guy?" "It's a secret." "A secret." "Look, if you eat half, I'll tell you something else." "A very important secret that our family's kept." "What's that?" "A cross?" "You should always carry it with you." "Listen:... if you're old enough to fall in love you also have to know our secret." "It's very serious, Laura." "It's a great responsibility." "For hundreds of years... our family has been in charge of guarding a precious possession." "Now listen to me closely." "When you are in trouble... go to the pillars of the bridge to Briñas... right by the river." "You'll find a sigil." "Under that rock you'll find our treasure." "Today we'll visit this area." "Stop, stop, stop." "If you don't stand still while searching for her, and she doesn't stand still while looking for you, can you tell me how you'll find each other?" "I have to go to the places where she took me." "The royal exchequer is falling more deeply into debt by the day." "Soon bankruptcy will be inevitable." "I will not tolerate a group of indigenous people threatening my kingdom." "My name's Anáhuac." "I will not leave this room until that Indian is put out of the palace." "What if my mother took the cup?" "And what if that was the key?" "I want them to receive an exemplary punishment." "They're searching for the Holy Grail." "Cipri, we can't keep doing this." "I don't know what we were thinking." "The best courtesans end up being the best brothel managers." "We're going to help you escape." "Search everybody." "If anyone resists, kill them." "Master, say something, for God's sake!"