"I want you to assign your best men, I need to recover something very important,... it's a medallion just like this." "I'm assigning my best men to find a medallion?" "Who are these, now?" "I'm afraid that this medallion is much more important than you can imagine." "Why are both the Red Eagle and the Cardinal looking for it?" "Who sent you, who sent you?" "Have you heard talk of the Exterminating Angel?" "Smallpox?" "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" "That she's pregnant." "Where's Estuarda?" "Have you seen Estuarda?" "You have to help me get rid of the child." "Sátur, what are you doing here, for God's sake?" "Thanks be to God, for a moment I though it was..." "But you're all right.." "I can't bear this child, I'm a widow." "I'm a doctor, Lucrecia." "I know that I already told you to remain aloof from Gabi, but now I'm going to ask you to stick close to him." "I'm infected." "Drink five drops of this, and no more --- it's very dangerous." "Estuarda has asked me to keep him,... since she thinks she's going to die." "So he'll be without a mother?" "Alonsillo, now more than ever you have to hang out with Gabi." "Another trick for getting rid of the baby?" "I have smallpox." "Gabi, maybe your mother may dry your tears,..." "Oh, of course not, now that your whore of a mother is off infecting someone." "I'll kill you!" "We were looking in the wrong place,..." "This lake is also under the Finger of God." "In the east I saw how they covered the bodies of those sick with smallpox with a yellow powder." "Heifer's gland." "The Marquesa wants to make sure she can live a quiet life,... so take off your clothes." "I'll meet you in the woods at 8 o'clock." "I'll be there." "I'm going to kill you, idiot, I'm going to kill you!" "Are you sure you can't get this heifer's gland from a place less well guarded?" "This is the only place, they use it for dying the royal silks." "I think I'd choose death ahead of disfigurement." "Your Eminence, my men are still looking for this medallion everywhere,... but they haven't found a hint of it." "Nuño gave me this for you." "He can't leave the palace, he must be a coward!" "No one insults my friend's mother, no one!" "It burns!" "We've got it, Master." "Any last words, peon?" "~ You have to use this..." "~ Give me that." "Drop the sword." "Mom!" "I love you." "Give him what he asks you." "Your Mom's not going to die!" "~ Really?" "~ Yes!" "What a hunk of jewelry!" "Two sad carrots." "This is dinner for a family of four?" "Hey, kitty, let's go!" "Come with Uncle Sátur!" "Come on, I won't hurt you, come!" "To the casserole!" "Let that go, Jonás, it's mine." "I caught the cat myself." "I saw it first, give it to me!" "Give me the cat, it's mine!" "Sátur, I'm hungry!" "Me, too." "I'm sorry, Jonás, it's the law of the street." "If you want to eat, mortgage that gold tooth first." "Tell me the truth, will there be scars?" "You've got the skin of a newborn,... and no one can ever say that..." "I don't say it." "...this hasn't happened." "Tell me, how goes the business with the Cardinal's niece?" "Do you think you can seduce that child?" "The truth?" "Tell me." "~ Madam Marquesa,..." "~ Yes." "Cardinal Mendoza wants to see you." "~ Bring him in." "~ Yes, ma'am." "No, wait, don't." "Give me the scarf!" "Bring him in, now." "Yes, ma'am." "My dear Marquesa, maybe I've come upon you indisposed?" "No, just a touch of cold, nothing important." "It would be a pity, as I've come to ask a favor on behalf of my good friend the Inquisitor." "It seems that he plans to meet with some important members of the Court over the next few days... and he'd like to do this in a quiet place." "In my home?" "That's exactly what I'm suggesting." "Maybe your cold isn't quite so mild as you thought?" "~ Tell the Inquisitor..." "~ You should rest..." "Tell the Inquisitor it will be an honor to offer him my humble palace for whatever he has to do." "We'll be here first thing tomorrow." "Your Eminence." "Commissioner." "Catalina!" "~ Ma'am?" "~ Prepare the guest rooms." "~ Yes, ma'am." "~ And organize a full reception for the most honorable men of the kingdom." "~ Yes, ma'am." "~ And put yourself in charge of caring personally for the Inquisitor General." "Me, ma'am?" "Yes, like I said --- why?" "Is there a problem?" "Well, now it's ready to eat!" "Alonso, come to dinner." "Oh --- what's that smell?" "~ I'll taste it myself!" "~ Hey!" "This is good --- what is it?" "It's rabbit, isn't it, Sátur?" "How we note that the lady knows her meat." "~ Good evening." "~ Hey, Dad." "Have you seen the dinner that Sátur made for us?" "Excuse me, I didn't know you were eating." "What time do you think it is?" "Margarita, I have to ask you something about the wedding." "Yes, I'll come out." "It's not necessary to leave your meal." "Come in, Juan, have a seat." "I..." "I've quenched my hunger." "I'm going to bed." "Alonso!" "It'll be better to see me at the clinic." "Yeah, I'll be there in a minute." "Alonso, son,..." "The rest of us don't count, right, Master?" "The poor lad, he hasn't been able to come to terms with the wedding, and... and you and I are going to delve into in other matters just as he needs us." "That's not fair." "Tonight we're going to pay a visit to the monastery of St. Damián." "With dinner on the table?" "Yeah." "Won't it wait, Master?" "And this was my specialty." "Sátur, is this cat?" "~ Cat?" "~ Cat." "It's a cat, yes, it's a cat." "Sátur, cats eat rats,... and rats transmit all sorts of diseases." "There's worse diseases than hunger?" "I'm deadly hungry." "Get rid of this right now." "Cat, cat, he thinks it's a cat." "What cat!" "I'm eating better than the Cardinal..." "Jesus!" "I've never seen such a bunch of writing together before in my life!" "And you say that all these are prohibited works?" "This room contains knowledge that the rest of the world is unaware of." "By the mother who bore me!" "But doesn't it say here... that God didn't create man in His own image...?" "Leave the book alone and keep looking!" "But everyone knows that God created Adam,... and He created Eve from a rib." "The only thing this author fails to say is that... we descended from monkeys, the new sacrilege..." "These books are banned so that they never reach the ears of the people,... but most of them contain truths as strong as fists." "Look how roguish the priests are: this way they're the savants, and the rest of us remain illiterate." "When the people are ignorant, it's easier to control them." "Hey, Master, if I worked at it do you think I could become a learned man?" "I say this because I want my son to be proud of me." "I'm sure." "Don't cry out and nothing will happen." "I need your help." "I want to learn the origin of this medallion,... who made it and where I could find him." "I can't help you,..." "I know nothing of jewelry, I'm just a monk dedicated solely to God." "Well, ask God, or look in some of these books you so jealously guard." "We'll be back in three days." "Three days!" "Dolores, look at that meat I brought." "Best quality, the butcher told me there's nothing better, and at a very good price." "~ Catalina!" "~ Yes, Marquesa?" "~ How is everything going?" "~ Perfectly, ma'am." "And how are you doing?" "You know that the Inquisition may be able to condemn you for your lack of decorum?" "Yes, me too, that's the problem." "I don't want to see a cleavage while the Inquisitor is here, I'm talking to all of you, women." "You'll find the dresses you may need on my bed." "I'll deal with them straight away, Marquesa,... and also with the staff's uniforms." "~ And tell your nephew wander around half-naked all through the palace!" "~ Yes, ma'am." "Martín, for God's sake!" "Do me a favor and dress up when you enter the palace,... don't you realize who came visit us here?" "The biggest killer in the kingdom." "Isn't that why our Inquisitor is famous?" "Well, that's why we'll stick to our work and remain unnoticed... then we won't have to be mourned." "And so we all have to work hard for a monster?" "He should be killed!" "Are you crazy?" "Don't you see that just for saying that, they could arrest our whole family?" "Martín, Martín!" "What?" "!" "And the multiplication table for 5 is also very simple." "all of the products end in either a 0 or a 5." "Do you understand?" "The only student paying attention to what I'm saying is Nuño." "Can you tell me why?" "It's like this, Teacher: the rumbling in their guts doesn't allow those hungry scum-boys to focus." "Rodrigo, how long has it been since you've eaten?" "Go on, go over to my place and tell Sátur to give you something." "He doesn't have to, because I brought him something for lunch." "Take the other half, Dad, you have to eat, too." "Why not?" "I ate two already." "Are you all right, Jonás?" "Yes, yes, yes... ~ Jonás!" "~ Dad!" "Alonso, go look for Juan." "Help, Juan, Juan!" "~ ¤ Cipriano. ¤ ~ ¤ For you, for us, I'm ready to do whatever is necessary. ¤" "¤ Cipriano, I love you. ¤" "¤ I'll never leave you. ¤" "¤ Never. ¤" "Inés!" "Careful, he's armed, shoot him!" "Inés, Inés!" "Inés, Inés!" "What'll happen to us now?" "My God!" "Something bothering you, Sátur?" "My conscience, Master, it pains me,... to a frenzy!" "It was me who killed that man." "How's it your fault if he died from starvation?" "That's why, Jonás and I fought last night over that rabbit,... even though it was the cat I prepared for dinner." "But that doesn't make you guilty of his death." "If I'd shared the animal with him,... that man would still be alive." "I killed him." "Sátur, I don't get a thrill out of funerals, either." "Please, let me help you!" "Let me help you." "I have a penance to accomplish." "This was the devil's work!" "Where is he?" "This isn't his body!" "It's an honor that you have chosen my humble palace to deal with such important matters, Inquisitor." "My good friend Mendoza has assured me that this place is suitable,... he has a very high opinion of you,..., and I have a very high opinion of him." "Well, that is mutual... we knew each other in seminary very long ago... and we haven't stopped exchanging letters or otherwise keeping in touch." "It could be said that we're inseparable." "There's nothing like long-established friendships." "Godfather, what a joy!" "~ Catalina!" "~ Ma'am." "She will be your personal maid during your stay in my home,..." "I have assigned a person in whom I have total trust." "Very well, let me warn you that my reputation as demanding man doesn't do me justice,..." "I am much more than they say." "That's my heart medicine,... you'll have to bring it with my meals." "I entrust that to you since my head is no longer what it once was... and it's too important to forget." "Can I rely on you?" "Of course, your Eminence, you can leave it in my hands." "Let's go to the gardens, please, gentlemen, the rest of our guests are waiting for us there to share a small reception of welcome, if you please." "Why are you wandering around here?" "I was ordered to leave the gardens, so of course I did... you know, to behave." "Well, go to the vegetable gardens, weed the scallions, or whatever work may be for you there." "~ Catalina!" "~ Ma'am?" "Ma'am?" "Catalina, if the Inquisitor questions you about my habits, you're to say that I'm honorable and devout." "Of course, ma'am, an example for us all." "Very well." "A casket without a body and filled with sand." "Why?" "Because the Good Lord is revealing Himself to me, for my sins, Master." "Forget your Gods and superstitions,... this has to have a rational explanation." "It's just that every time I think about that family,... which doesn't have a body to inter..." "Gold for a good price, look." "Pure gold, do you like it?" "This is a gold tooth?" "They're teeth, yes, of solid gold." "Didn't Jonás have a gold tooth?" "Yes, but stealing a body to yank the teeth,... that's pretty sordid, Master." "No --- it was hunger." "~ Hunger, right." "~ Where did you grab them?" "What do you care?" "If you want to buy, buy, and if not, then goodbye." "I asked you a question." "And why do you assume I have to answer you?" "Where did your get this, vermin!" "Where?" "What's going on?" "This is my wife's wedding band." "Tell me where you got it!" "Tell me, or I swear I'll kill you!" "The watchmen, the commissioner's men, they sold it to me,... they sell me stuff they take from the dead." "Your men are dealing in the black market with stuff stolen from corpses." "Are you also engaged in this business, commissioner?" "Of course not, I'm not so unrefined." "Well, clean your house of such scum." "If they touch another corpse, I swear you'll pay for it." "~ Inés!" "~ Cipriano!" "~ Where are you going?" "~ I've seen Inés, Sátur, I've seen her!" "Inés?" "Where?" "In the woods, in a carriage with the queen." "Cipriano, Cipriano!" "Calm down, come with me, come on." "Doctor!" "Doctor, leave off!" "Cipriano is delirious, and on top of that he's got a bleed foot!" "I swear on my life, Sátur, I saw her just as plainly as I see you right here." "I know you're missing her a lot, and that you're dealing with a princess,... but that's not enough reason lose your mind, Cipriano, no!" "I'm telling the truth!" "Do you believe me, Doctor?" "Of course I believe you." "Come along." "I saw her, in the woods." "But, but what's with this chicken, pluck it!" "Dolores, easy with the salt, ultimately you put in too much with your hand, and his Eminence, the Inquisitor, has a weak heart." "Oh, God, the medicine for the man, where did I put the medicine for the man?" "!" "It's right here." "Boy!" "Don't you see that if I broke the flask, I'd tear off all my hair?" "Hey, is the Inquisitor as cruel has he's painted?" "Him?" "He's a monster." "He had them cut off the balls of a peasant friend of mine, and in public!" "and that was just for kissing his girlfriend in the street." "This is someone who you serve without a complaint." "Body parts that cause sin must be cut off by their very roots." "What's your name?" "His name's Martín, your Eminence, he's my nephew and a gardener here at the palace." "My name's Martín." "Very well, Martín, I'm capable of accepting criticism,... just as I am able to remember a name and a face for a lifetime." "The Inquisitor has had the infinite grace of coming downstairs to greet the servants." "All the staff is working to insure that tonight will prove to be unforgettable,... but let me show you the rest of the palace, your Excellency." "Let's move along, please." "Catalina, let us know when dinner's ready." "Let's go!" "Martín, your blood is my blood,... and I love you very much,... but I won't consent to you trifling with the life of my son or me." "And if you don't know your place, grab your hat and get out of here!" "You got that?" "Now move!" "Oh, God, the Inquisitor's medicine!" "Is she dead?" "Oh my God!" "Hi." "Hi." "You're Jonás's little girl, right?" "Yes." "And these are your brother and sister?" "Yes." "And your Mom --- where is she?" "In the cemetery, hoping someone there will know something about my father's missing body... things have been bad." "Sure." "And you --- what's your name, son?" "Jonás, like my Dad." "Open up." "This is empty, too." "If people hear that we're robbing the dead, it would create a scandal, sir." "I know." "Cover this up,... and don't talk with anyone about what you've seen, clear?" "I have to know which of my men are engaged in this." "This is hemlock." "~ Poison?" "~ Among the most dangerous." "~ Oh my God!" "~ This is what they killed Socrates with." "Do you think it's the same guy who tried to kill the Inquisitor?" "No, well, Socrates was killed more than 2,000 years ago." "It seems they want to send this guy off and frame me for the murder." "Fine, but what do we do?" "Let's see, tell me something, after the Inquisitor gave you the medicine,... ~ Did you ever lose sight of the bottle for a few moments?" "~ No!" "Man, maybe a moment,..." "Who could have wanted this to happen?" "~ I don't know." "~ You haven't seen anyone acting strangely, with weird behavior?" "¤ He's the greatest killer in the world." "He must be killed. ¤" "¤ He's a monster. ¤" "¤ This is my heart medicine,... ¤" "¤ and it's very important not to forget it. ¤" "I don't know, no..." "Besides, we have another problem,... because tonight we're supposed to give him the medicine along with his dinner." "Oh, my God, they're killing this man and blaming me for his death!" "Relax, it hasn't come to that yet." "Tell the Marquesa everything you know, everything that's happening,... she'll know what to do." "Master, Master!" "They stole them!" "They're looting the cemetery!" "The commissioner came, opening the graves." "There may be souls there, I'm not denying it, but, Master, of these bodies... very few remain." "And Cristina?" "You saw her tomb?" "Well, Master, between my nerves and the rushing about, I'm not sure, forgive me." "You're not thinking what I think you're thinking?" "I understand, Master, but let it be." "Don't try to find out." "Facts obey our beliefs,... if you believe your wife,... your wife's corpse,... is there, then, there it will be, you get me?" "I have to find out if she's still there." "Sorry, this is an atrocity, sir,... and as such, either with your permission or without it, I withdraw from this mission." "His Majesty is aware of this, Inquisitor, but the state of the royal coffers... does not permit us to increase budgets." "The Holy Office is an incalculable work,... as everyone here knows,... it's essential to the kingdom... and I believe that the crown should show its full support and gratitude..." "And I'm sure that you, as king's spokesman,... will exercise your influence to this noble end." "the problem is that we're at a critical moment, Cardinal." "Understand, you Eminence, that the war in Portugal is proving to be a severe drain on our finances." "isn't that so, Treasurer?" "Yes, yes, lamentably." "The Holy Office has to pay for the ineptitude of the army?" "A little more wine, gentlemen?" "Please, ma'am." "Good, I'm going to retire to my rooms --- I've heard just about enough." "Catalina, my medicine, please." "Your medicine?" "There has occurred an unfortunate accident, Inquisitor." "I was preparing your drops but my fingers were shaking,..." "I'm very sorry." "This unpardonable lapse will cost you 50 lashes." "Excuse me, gentlemen, Lucrecia, I have to speak to you about something immediately." "As luck would have it, our doctor is here in person,... and he'll replace your medicine, Inquisitor." "Excuse me." "What's so important that you drag me from a feast, Juan?" "Has Catalina told you what was in this bottle?" "Poison!" "Someone is trying to kill the Inquisitor in your own home." "Has something come up, Lucrecia?" "~ No." "~ Are you all right?" "Yes." "Another carafe, please." "Thank you." "you don't know how you've helped me." "Hey, gravedigger, is this one of those days when you want to be left alone on your own?" "Cipriano, say nothing." "What's going on?" "They're looting the corpses in the graveyard.." "Do you know which tombs?" "The empty ones." "But who'd want to do that?" "It's foul!" "I don't know, but you can imagine the effect of this in my home." "Cipriano!" "Gabi, the gravedigger says that they're robbing the corpses in the tombs of the graveyard." "~ What?" "~ I can't allow that anything happen to my mother!" "Let's go." "Wait for me, Alonso, I'm shitting myself in fear!" "~ Are you all right?" "~ Yes, yes." "Then we can keep going, right?" "What do you mean?" "I came here to look after my mother,... and I won't budge all night." "Don't worry, Mom, I won't let anyone hurt you." "Gabi, if you're scared, head off." "You're my friend and I won't desert you." "Thanks." "Nothing bad will happen." "What are you doing here?" "I've heard they're looting the cadavers,... and I have no intention of letting anyone, anyone at all, put a finger on my mother, right?" "Go home, I'm on it." "Let's go, Alonso." "What's up, Alonso?" "Well, what if you've got a mission?" "And you have to go?" "Better if we stayed." "Alonso, I promise that no one, no one will touch your mother's grave." "Thanks, Red Eagle." "Let's go, Gabi." "That's the Red Eagle!" "I saw him!" "Do you know the consequences of the Inquisitor dying in my house?" "I'd be the one they'd accuse of treason,... and who they'd execute." "Try to calm down a bit, please,... you're still weak from your illness." "I can't relax with one foot in the bonfire, Hernán." "Whoever tried to kill the Inquisitor may return to do the deed at any time, we have to inform him,... we have to let him know." "What we have to do is track down this killer,... if you save his life you'll be in favor for ever." "Yeah, but if we mess up?" "The only life at risk here is mine." "Have your feelings for me changed so much?" "I need the time to investigate all the king's men,... to figure out who might have a motive for killing the Inquisitor." "Master, it's me, Sátur!" "Your faithful squire who has never abandoned you and never will." "What are you doing here?" "I came to ask for forgiveness for my excesses." "No, Sátur,... you were right." "So it wasn't desecrated?" "No." "I didn't open the tomb." "You don't know the weight that takes off me, sir." "I found my son there, with Gabi,... watching his mother's tomb so no one would open it." "and I didn't dare to do it myself." "Alonso is clever to beat hunger,... and my youngster is, too, I guess... though it's awful that I should say so... but he has all the talents of a squire, like his Dad." "It's Jonás's oldest son!" "What's he doing here?" "We're going to find out." "Why did you let your dad die of hunger if you had money?" "I didn't have it, sir, I only got it yesterday... after he died." "How?" "For his body." "I went to buy a casket but didn't have the money to pay for it." "then a boy offered me money... and he told me to take it to the Pardo road to get paid." "Let me kill myself, please!" "Go on your way." "He sold his father?" "Commissioner, if you know anything about my husband,... tell me, please!" "Who is this woman?" "Throw her out at once!" "The suspect watchmen are in the cell, sir." "The Inquisitor General is going to come see us one of these days,... and for that reason, I demand the maximum decorum,... in your behavior and in your clothing..." "I don't want my watchmen looking like a gang of poorly dressed whores." "Commissioner!" "We have the moneylender who negotiated with the men waiting to identify them." "Which of my watchmen sold you stuff?" "Answer!" "What's the meaning of this?" "Can't you even look after a witness locked in a cell?" "I don't know how it happened, sir." "I thought he was asleep." "I'm sorry." "Me, too." "It still hurts." "I thought it didn't look too healthy." "It will be better if you dose that,... an untreated wound can be serious." "Am I interrupting?" "She's got a wound." "Where's this wound?" "Let me see it." "Why didn't you tell me?" "Because I would be ashamed if you knew." "Ashamed of what?" "I was afraid you'd be disgusted that they'd branded me like an animal." "But I love you for all of you!" "You are what you are through thick and thin!" "Where are you going, Cousin?" "I'm going back to the countryside." "I don't want you to go." "Murillo, wait outside for a minute, I have to talk with your cousin." "Martín, before you go, just tell me one thing." "So important was it to you that you want to put us all in danger?" "I'm sorry, Aunt, but I'm a loudmouth, and I beg your pardon." "A loudmouth?" "A loudmouth and a killer, which is worse!" "A killer?" "At least be a man, and admit you intended to kill the inquisitor." "But, Aunt, what are you talking about?" "Martín, look me in the face and tell me the truth!" "I'd like it very much, but I wouldn't do anything like that." "Martín, Martín!" "If I made a mistake, I'm sorry,... and I beg your pardon." "So grab your hat and get back to work, please." "Martín, son, have you seen your aunt?" "Catalina?" "What's going on?" "I accused him of trying to kill the Inquisitor." "Catalina, why?" "What I do know, Margarita, is that I'm fed-up to the very bones... to my very bones!" "Who could be interested in all those dead bodies... other than for science." "But isn't that too many of them?" "Well, I must say, though about science..." "I know something, just a little,..." "Almost nothing, really..." "Sátur, head over to the carpenter's at once,... and buy a casket." "A casket for whom,... we don't have anyone dead, do we?" "We will,... it'll be me." "You're going to get there inside,... as a corpse?" "Just buy it." "He has spent a while there,... sleeping quietly." "Have you found anything?" "I've reviewed the files on each of them." "anyone can have a run-in with the Holy Inquisition,... including you." "Your father died at the stake, right?" "Here's something, good God, he's going to kill him, look!" "What?" "It doesn't seem he's going to kill him, exactly..." "Are you sure you ought to do this, Master?" "because to stick yourself down there among the dead... defenseless, locked-up --- this isn't a master plan, if you don't mind me saying so." "It's all right, it's all right, I'll be quiet.." "Moreover, someone's interested." "Master, will you be able to breathe all right?" "I've made a couple of discrete holes in the casket, though not enough so that it'll look like Swiss cheese." "I'm fine." "Bring your kitana, and...have you packed those throwing stars, too?" "Yeah, go ahead, close and seal the box." "~ Master, I should go along..." "~ No, Sátur, we've already talked about that." "I don't want both of us putting ourselves in danger..." "I don't want to risk leaving my son alone, you understand me?" "Come on, close it!" "Are you all right?" "Be careful, even if it's a corpse." "Get out of the way!" "I want to say farewell to him for the last time." "We all think that life goes on forever, and... then it just lasts as long as it lasts." "What was the cause of his death?" "If it was from disease, we don't want it." "No, no, he was as healthy as a young goat, he was very healthy." "He use to eat fishbones... one lodged in his throat, not moving forward or backward... and as you see, for being hoggish..." "What are you doing?" "Were you looking for something?" "No." "Nothing." "I'd like tell to everyone that I've met the Red Eagle." "~ But you can't." "~ I know." "I only said that I'd like it." "I know what you mean." "Hey, do you think he's going to do what he said?" "Like what?" "Well, guard the site of your mother's grave all the time." "If he said so, he'll do it." "He doesn't lie." "And if a village catches fire, doesn't he show up to help?" "Gabi, drop it!" "And besides, why would he care so much about your mother?" "My Mom almost died and he did nothing." "Inés, Inés, wait, don't go!" "Inés, don't go!" "But how dare you?" "He meant to attack me." "This guy's sick, please, forgive him... go on your way, there's been some confusion, right?" "I beg you." "How are you, Cipriano?" "I thought it was her, Inés." "I'm going crazy, doctor." "Where are they taking my Master?" "What dire smells!" "Salt!" "What's this?" "A hand!" "Cadavers." "They've salted the dead bodies!" "Help!" "This is Jonás!" "Help!" "Somebody help me!" "Make them shine like pearls, the ironwork, too." "There, rub, well done." "I have to talk with you." "I'll be back." "Next do the room's entrance." "I saw Martín take an awl." "I asked him what he was up to and he said nothing." "But what would he want with an awl?" "It couldn't be!" "I'd have sworn that it wasn't him!" "You think that if he's the killer, he'd tell you?" "I looked for him everywhere but couldn't find him." "Well, he must be found before he does something crazy!" "~ And I want a big floral arrangement on the table, but without carnations --- they're in bad taste." "~ Yeah." "What do you say?" ""Yes, my lady Marquesa."" "Yes, my lady Marquesa." "And why are you prowling around the corridors, don't you have any work to do?" "Ma'am, I'm very sick,... really, really very ill." "~ Aunt, what's up with you?" "~ Catalina!" "We can't risk infecting our guests, so go straight home." "Ma'am, I hate to leave you in the lurch like this, but... it is it possible that my nephew accompany me..." "I'm not sure I can make it home unaided." "Not only are you going, you want to take my gardener?" "Tell a coachman to take you." "Marquesa, she's all alone on her own,..." "Let the nephew accompany her." "Yes, all right, Catalina, let Martín walk you home,... and well talk about this when you're better." "Ma'am, thanks very much." "From now on you'll attend personally to the Inquisitor,... and tell the head waiter to bring bunches of cut flowers." "Go on, hop to it." "~ Yes, ma'am." "Lucrecia, I don't think there'll be an attempt to kill the Inquisitor while we're all gathered here." "They'll try tonight, I'm sure." "Help!" "Someone help me!" "Watchmen, that's just fine." "You don't know the big mess inside here!" "Get me a rope or something, please!" "Thanks." "Thanks be to God." "When I tell you what's going on, you won't believe it." "Up!" "Let's go, we've got a lot of meat to cut." "We caught this guy sniffing around." "Slip a collar on him, he's small --- he's like a piglet." "This one's ready." "Juan." "It looks like no one's going to sleep tonight." "No one?" "I'm talking about Martín, who's just gone out for a walk." "Let's see if I can get to sleep, it's almost dawn." "~ Good night, Juan." "~ Good night." "Oh, God, no!" "Help!" "Help!" "Someone help me!" "Help!" "Who sent you, tell me who sent you!" "But why are you hiding?" "!" "Who sent you?" "Who is it?" "Help!" "What are you doing there, for the love of God?" "Put me down here!" "Don't you see I'm just a small cog?" "I don't deserve the prize!" "Shut up, you damned bastard!" "I've had enough of your whining!" "Damned rat!" "Grab them!" "Let's go, there's an exit at the warehouse." "I could hear a fight,... has something happened?" "What's this all about?" "If not for the Marquesa and the commissioner..." "I'd be dead this very minute,..." "This man tried to kill me as I slept." "Has he confessed?" "My God!" "Catalina, what are you doing here at this hour?" "Do you know him?" "I ask you, Catalina, do you know this man?" "No, ma'am,..." "I've got no idea who he is." "It's just that for me, the dead ... affect me a lot." "I always..." "I apologize." "Marquesa, commissioner, from this moment you have my eternal gratitude." "I knew that you'd be there." "I promised I would." "You don't need to keep such a close watch on your mother's tomb any more." "The grave robbers are dead." "Good, but then you'll have to leave, right?" "There will be many more injustices that you'll have to deal with." "Could you do me another favor?" "Tell me about it." "Could you also keep an eye on Gabi's mother?" "I keep an eye on everyone." "Sure, of course, how stupid I am!" "So you're safe now, Mother." "Dad." "Isn't it a bit late to be out here?" "I wanted to be with Mom." "Well, the foot's all right, and you seem to be doing much better." "I've been thinking,..." "I realize I've been obsessing about Inés,... and maybe, with this obsession,..." "I've seen what wasn't there." "Good, sure, but that's more important, look,... the fact that you recognize this shows you're healing." "I'd always imagined us growing old together,... and all that, but now that she's run off, I have to accept it, right." "Right, accept it, and soon you'll be running around like a dog!" "~ Come on, Cipri!" "~ I have to accept it." "Let me talk with him, please,..." "I have to talk with my husband one last time." "You already know Cardinal Mendoza's orders." "Inés!" "If you escape once again, your husband will pay for it." "Inés!" "Come back to the clinic, calm down." "~ I'm going crazy!" "~ No, man, no." "Easy, this will pass, ease up." "At last the Inquisitor's gone, and the whore who bore them all." "What a relief!" "Margarita, have you seen my nephew?" "Yes." "Martín?" "I've made this spice box for you." "I spent all night working on it." "Do you like it?" "This is what you wanted the awl for, right?" "Sure,... and you can relax since I've brought it back.." "I'm enchanted, Martín, it's precious!" "I'm sorry I didn't know how to behave." "Fine." "~ But I still think that the Inquisitor..." "~ Martín, for God's sake!" "Enough already, we've already talked about that, you hear me?" "How lovely!" "~ Catalina." "~ Yes, commissioner?" "What was in that stew we had last night?" "Stew?" "Well, beef, I imagine." "Trash the complete parcel." "~ But why, sir?" "~ Bear with me." "Yes, commissioner." "What could have happened to the meat?" "I don't know." "Who do you think wanted to kill the Inquisitor?" "The king's spokesman, the treasurer... any of the ministers...?" "They all had a motive,... but none of these motives was sufficient." ""Mendoza, I write to you so that you may know that his Majesty and our Pope,..." ""Alexander VII " ""and he's expressed to me personally " ""their desire to support my intentions..." ""with respect to the succession of the Papacy." ""Rest assure that if a vacancy should occur,..." ""you will be the first to be at my side,..." ""As always." ""Yours, Diego de Arce y Reynoso," ""Inquisitor General of Spain."" "I told you to come in through the door." "Not only this,..." "I'm almost as prickly as a peacock,... now I've got a shattered ankle." "And it's all the fault of this amazing of that book... if you don't know how much it weighs." "You took a book?" "Yes, Master, yes." "Is there any place where I can go to learn?" "because my Gabi, even being ten-year-old, beats me hands down on learning." "And out of all of these, what books do you recommend, hmm?" "What's that monk busy at?" "Yeah, has he betrayed you?" "Because he's put on a face, that guy..." "What's written there?" "The goldsmith who manufactured the medallion was locked in an insane asylum for 20 years... and no one has learned anything about him since then." "Then... to the asylum... we're going, right?" "We'll go to the asylum to see what the goldsmith has to say... and we'll travel across this woods." "The woods is haunted, Master." "Everyone knows that!" "Gabi, the watchmen!" "I'm looking for whoever dared to attack the Marquesa de Santillana... and the niece of Cardinal Mendoza." "I was going to marry him in this costume,... and now who am I marrying?" "Juan?" "My investigations will revolutionize the science of medicine." "My father and my aunt were going to get married?" "Everything, absolutely everything, has a logical explanation." "Master!" "Master!" "I won't let them hurt you never again." "I hate him, and I want him to be grabbed for what he's done to me." "Whoever can join both halves, will be able to open the medallion and see what lies within." "Swear that you don't love him like you did before." "I met a giant,... big, big, big like a mountain." "What are you doing here, my good man?" "~ This is yours?" "~ To wear at our marriage." "Let me go!"