THE NAUTICAL CHART
Sometimes life's so unpredictable it seems to be predictable.
That afternoon l had little money in my pockets.
l'd gone out to watch an auction, since l liked the auctions of sea objects.
lt's not that l wanted to buy something.
All my belongings were in a room of a guesthouse next to the Ramblas:
a few books, a bag with some clothes,
my certificate of the merchant navy and a sextant. That was all.
- 525. Any other offer? 525.
Lot 297.
An important box with an EngIish ship Iog, modeI "WaIker Sheraff III".
We start from 800. 800 on the tabIe. 850 on the tabIe.
900 at the back. 900 at the back. Any other offer?
I inform you this box contains a miIeometer cIock and 2 torpedoes.
950 here in front.
1,000 on the tabIe. We're on 1,000, gentIemen.
1,100 at the back. 1,200 on the tabIe.
1,300 on the phone. Any other offer?
1,300.
Lot 298. Irish stabiIograph of the 19th century.
The starting price is 400 euros.
On the tabIe there are 400 euros.
425 at the back, 450 on the tabIe.
I've got 475 written.
500 the gentIeman at the back. Any other offer?
500 the gentIeman at the back. Next lot is number 299.
It's an aneroid barometer on an oak base.
The starting price is 300 euros.
300 euros on the tabIe. Any other offer?
350 here in front. 350. Any other offer?
350.
Lot number 300. Maritime AtIas of the Spanish Coasts.
Urrutia SaIcedo, a cartographic gem of the 18th century.
The starting price is 10,000 euros.
Does anyone offer 15,000?
15,000. And 20,000 euros?
We're taIking about a cartographic gem worth 25,000 euros.
Does anyone offer 30,000?
30,000 ready... 30,000 steady...
Anything on the phone?
These gentIemen don't want to miss this unique chance. 35,000 euros.
I'm pIeased to see the Urrutia arouses the passion. The price's 40,000 euros.
40,000 ready...
40,000 steady...
There might be sphericaI charts of the Urrutia scattered around the worId,
but not the compIete voIume in such a state of preservation.
We're taIking about a unique work whose vaIue amounts to...
50,000 euros.
50,000 ready, 50,000 steady, 50,000 go!
By right of first refusaI, the State seIIs Iot 300 to the NavaI Museum.
I'm sorry, gentIeman.
Lot 301. An important French barometer of the 20th century.
The starting price is 200 euros.
Didn't know whether to eat a sandwich or to start straight with gin...
when l saw her for the second time that evening.
Too many coincidences.
Hey! Is he bothering you?
To teII you the truth, yes. - Come with me.
What are you doing? You fooI! Mind your own business!
I don't Iike to see someone threatening a woman. Okay?
That guy got invoIved because he Iikes the bird.
He isn't Iooking for the same thing as us. He isn't a competitor.
- What do you mean?
If you're interested in a proposaI, Iet's taIk here.
Who knows? Maybe we couId coIIaborate.
You were fast. - Yes. I'm aIways fast in bars.
And who are you? TeII me.
Who am I? I'm a saiIor.
A saiIor without a boat.
And what does a saiIor do on the land without a boat?
He waits.
A saiIor must saiI. - I'm not aIIowed.
At Ieast in the next two years. - Did you do something wrong?
Was it your fauIt? - LegaIIy yes.
It happened during my watch duty.
A boarding? - A boarding!
No.
We touched the bottom.
A stone that wasn't on the charts decided to appear under my ship.
You haven't toId me your name yet.
My name's Tánger Soto. - Tánger.
My name's Coy. What's your job, Tánger?
I work for the NavaI Museum of Madrid.
That's why you were at the auction.
The Urrutia's a very vaIuabIe piece.
An important maritime atIas.
So important as to be threatened? - There are aIways peopIe Iike that.
CoIIectors with no scrupIes.
What are you doing in BarceIona?
Apart from getting by, since I'm broke...
I go to the cinema, I read, go to auctions...
What do you read?
Conrad, Stevenson, MeIviIIe, O'Brian... wherever there are boats.
You surprise me.
I know there are other books but I Iike those.
No, it's aII right.
I'm sorry, I must go to my hoteI. My flight's Ieaving earIy tomorrow.
Do you want me to go with you? - No, I'd rather you didn't.
By the way,
I'd Iike you to accept this for aII your heIp.
Money? No, I'm not going to accept money.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you.
You didn't offend me. - WeII, thanks a Iot.
By the way, if you ever need anything from the NavaI Museum, count on it.
That's the way things sometimes are.
l'd known women before, of course.
l even got hooked to some of them. But Tánger was different.
l didn't know why, but l couldn't take her out of my mind.
So l decided to go into action.
Sergio? Hi, this is Coy.
Listen, if you're stiII interested in my sextant, I'II seII it to you.
I'm going to Madrid. I need some money.
No. You're never right, it's not a woman.
Because I must make a Iiving in another pIace. What can I teII you?
Yes, I know. "On Iand there are onIy probIems." I know.
Okay, see you Iater.
UNDERGROUND
Hi. - Hi.
They toId me you asked for me.
Yes. I had to come to the CentraI Office of the Merchant Navy,
to see if my appeaI prospers,
and I decided to visit you, as we said in BarceIona.
Does it prosper? - My appeaI? No. Refused.
That's what they toId me. - I'm sorry.
Did that guy bother you again? - What guy?
That ItaIian. The one who taIked to you after the auction.
That one? No, I haven't heard from him again.
Be carefuI. It seems he's not used to Iosing.
He'II find another hydrographic atIas, don't worry.
Do you have it here? - Yes.
Can I see it? - Sure.
Is this what you do? Obtaining things?
And I aIso controI the antiques trade,
I visit other museums and I traveI when something interesting appears.
Later I write a report and my superiors decide.
The CounciI has very Iimited funds for research and new acquisitions,
so I try to make sure that they're properIy invested.
Satisfied? - You paid a Iot for it.
Yes, it's true. We don't usuaIIy spend so much.
It was printed in 1751 by Ignacio Urrutia, a geographer and a saiIor.
It was the best heIp for seafarers,
untiI the appearance of Tofiño's Hydrographic AtIas in 1789.
Yes, it's a good copy.
There are many secondhand bookseIIers and antique deaIers with no scrupIes.
When they find one they shatter it to seII the sheets separateIy.
But this one's intact. - There's a mistake.
Are you sure? - Yes. It's wrong.
Do you know the coast of Cartagena? - I was born there.
I used to dive and take amphoras from the bottom.
So you're a diver as weII.
Nothing professionaI, just summer jobs for tourists.
But you're experienced. - When I was young.
I haven't dived for a Iong time. - What's the mistake?
Urrutia's upIifting is Iocated in the Cape of PaIos,
2 or 3 meridian minutes more to the east than it reaIIy is.
I've turned that point many times.
Yes.
Did you have a Iimit to bid or couId you have gone on?
I'II invite you out to Iunch. You deserve it.
Okay.
I work for the Navy but I'm a civiI servant.
My father was a miIitary man. First a commander in Africa...
Is that why you're caIIed Tánger?
After that, being a coIoneI, he spent 10 years in ItaIy, in NATO.
I studied there, and finaIIy I got my degree in History.
Thank you.
TeII me the truth. Why did you come to Madrid?
To see you.
To see me? Why? I thanked you in BarceIona.
What eIse do you want? To take me to bed?
What's got into you? Don't worry. - I Iike things to be very cIear.
You remind me of the sirens. - What sirens?
They attracted saiIors and shattered their ships.
UIysses.
You know what I'm taIking about, right?
Where are you staying here in Madrid? - In a guesthouse.
For God's sake! You're not even handsome!
I'II teII you a story of shipwrecks and Iost ships.
Before you go back to sIeep in your guesthouse,
I'II ask you three questions. You'II answer yes or no.
That'II be aII.
Is it a deaI?
It's a deaI. - Fine.
Have you ever heard of the Dei GIoria?
No, I don't think so. - A brigantine with 10 cannons.
It sank opposite the Spanish southeast coast in the 18th century.
Is Snowy bothering you? - No, I Iove dogs.
The Dei GIoria beIonged to the Society ofJesus.
It Ieft Havana in earIy 1767, with 25 crew members and two passengers.
What was the cargo?
The cargo manifest said cotton, tobacco and sugar.
Destination: VaIencia's port. - Who was in charge?
A trustworthy captain.
Juan Bautista EIezcano, from Vizcaya.
Where was it wrecked exactIy? - Can I teII the story?
After it turned the Cape of Gata,
the Dei GIoria was chased by Chergui, an AIgerian corsair.
The Dei GIoria's crew weren't warriors but they fought braveIy.
But when Chergui, shooting from the deck,
was able to hook on to its prey, its men ready to jump from the raiI...
it bIew from bow to stern, taking with it the Dei GIoria.
Aren't you interested in what I'm teIIing you?
Yes, of course I'm interested.
Where did you say it sank? - Southeast of Cape Tiñoso.
The onIy survivor was a 15-year-oId piIot.
He toId the exact position of the Dei GIoria when it sank.
He aIso said the charts used on board were the Urrutia's.
This morning you said you know that coast weII. Is that true?
Is that the first of the three questions?
Yes.
As a boy I used to swim in those coves.
Later I've saiIed that coast hundreds of times, coasting and out at sea.
CouId you determine an exact position using oId charts?
If you mean the Urrutia, each possibIe inaccuracy of a minute,
in Iatitude or Iongitude, means a mistake of a miIe.
But I can try it. It's my trade, but it's difficuIt.
WouId you work for us? We'II pay you, of course.
You mean the museum and you? - Yes.
But why me?
I don't get it. In the Navy there are highIy-trained peopIe.
If I hire you, I'II controI you. I'm in charge.
With the miIitary men that'd be impossibIe. Do you understand?
Yes, I do. But sooner or Iater you'II have to give them some answers.
But in the meantime I can act independentIy for three months,
and I have some money to spend.
Not a Iot, but enough.
Okay.
I have a question.
What are you Iooking for? You say the cargo was worthIess. What is it then?
That ship has haunted me for a Iong time.
And now I think I know where it is.
Some treasures can't be transIated into money. As simpIe as that.
WeII, wiII you join me?
Yes.
Why not? After aII, I have nothing better to do.
Thank you, Coy.
It's Iate. I think you shouId go.
Hey!
What are you Iooking for here? - Excuse me?
An encounter can be a coincidence, but two of them piss me off!
Don't know what you're taIking about.
I'm taIking about being fed up with seeing your face everywhere.
What do you mean exactIy? - I'm going to Iose my patience.
Haven't you Iost it yet?
What'II happen when you Iose it? - Fucking shit!
What's up? I don't want any troubIe here!
We spent the whole next day locked up in her house,
working on the spherical chart number 12 of the Urrutia,
trying to calculate the difference between it and the current charts.
A mistake of a minute on the chart can mean a mile at sea.
ln practice that can mean a world of difference.
But l was delighted, feeling her by my side, smelling her skin.
But l couldn't forget my encounter with the Argentinian.
At dusk Tánger was more communicative.
She tried to hide her emotions, but at last l felt her vulnerable.
She told me about her childhood, about Tintin.
"The treasure of Red Rackham". She told me it had marked her life.
Especially that panel with Tintin dressed as a diver,
walking on the bottom of the sea towards the sunk "Unicorn"ship.
But it was just a mirage.
The Dei GIoria beIonged to the Jesuits.
She came back quickly to her obsession by the Dei Gloria.
It sank 2 months before CarIos III's expuIsion decree.
l thought it was the right moment to speak clearly.
The King's enmity versus the order.
The creation of a secret counciI that prepared the expuIsion decree.
That's the context of the Dei GIoria's voyage and tragedy.
What about the others?
What others? - What others?
The ItaIian who attacked you in BarceIona, for instance.
Or that Argentinian who was watching your house Iast night.
They don't Iook Iike historians.
I bet they're not interested in the Jesuits' expuIsion at aII.
They have nothing to do with me.
Do you expect me to beIieve you? Do you think I'm a jerk?
Listen. If I pay you for this... - You pay me?
Do you think I'm sitting there because you're going to pay me?
You haven't understood.
I'm just saying those guys have nothing to do with it.
They have so much do with it, if you don't teII me, you can count me out.
You're not serious. - Of course I'm serious.
I'm serious.
I don't know if you think I'm a jerk or mentaIIy retarded.
You're here... - You know very weII why I'm here.
I'm onIy demanding of you cIarity. TeII me what I'm getting invoIved in.
You demand me? Who do you think you are?
What do you want from me? - I offered you a job...
A job!
They might think there are treasures or something simiIar.
It's not a treasure but a secret I want to discover.
Okay.
TeII me the truth. Who are those two guys?
I don't know.
It's been a pIeasure meeting you. - Wait!
You aren't Ieaving. You're just bluffing.
Perhaps. Try to find it out. - I need you.
Yes, I know what you mean.
There are more unempIoyed saiIors and divers. Many are as stupid as me.
I need you. - You know where I Iive.
The most dangerous women...
are those who beat you when they reach their orgasm.
May I?
Why do you appear now?. What do you want?
Nino PaIermo.
Owner of Deadman's Chest, a company that rescues sunken ships.
Our head office is in GibraItar.
A treasure hunter? - In a way, yes.
However, it's not an adventure but a very serious job.
I invest money and do some prospecting works. I'm a professionaI.
What does she have to do with aII this?
Many years ago I found the name "Dei GIoria" for the first time.
There was a veiIed reference to a secret it transported.
Then I knew it. CaII it intuition if you want.
Something was waiting for me there.
A treasure? - At Ieast a ship.
An oId beautifuI sunken ship.
The treasure wiII come after that, if it comes.
But then I made a mistake.
I went into partnership with that bitch.
Soon I found out she was pIaying her own game.
Do you understand? She pinched the Dei GIoria right under my nose.
I think she works for the NavaI Museum.
That's now. I'm teIIing you about a story that started years ago.
This is a Iong-distance race, you see?
She had an advantage, but I've recovered Iost ground. I'II win more.
I wish you Iuck. - Some of that Iuck depends on you.
I just have to Iook a man in his face to know...
You understand me.
No, you're wrong. I don't understand you.
To know what his price is.
I'm out of this. I've resigned.
Don't teII me. Are you serious?
Of course I'm serious. - WouId it be rude asking you why?
You said it before. She doesn't pIay fair.
Get back together with Tánger. I'd Iike to have an aIIy next to her.
Do you know what?
Fuck you, her and the Argentinian that foIIows her everywhere.
Think about it! I'm taIking about a Iot of money.
Snowy?
Tánger?
Don't worry, I'm okay.
WeII? Are you stiII with me or do you abandon the ship?
Last night I was with Nino PaIermo.
What happened?
He toId me many things, aII of them bad.
He aIso threatened you. Aren't you scared?
When I was a chiId I Ioved westerns. Did you Iike them?
Watching them I decided there are two types of women:
those who scream when the Apaches come,
and those who take a rifle and shoot from the window. I chose the rifle.
That PaIermo offered me a job.
What did you teII him? - I'd think about it.
What's that? - My return ticket.
We worked on the spherical chart again, as if nothing had happened.
Then she suggested hiring a third person and a ship.
And you appeared, PiIot.
- We need a third person, a saiIor with a good ship. Someone discreet.
I toId her your T-shirts had been wet more times than I've ever saiIed.
I've got the ship and the saiIor. PiIot is the best.
His T-shirts have been wet more times than I've ever saiIed.
We'II taIk about that tomorrow.
It's been a very intense day. - Yes.
I've been thinking...
You can stay here tonight if you want.
Good night. SIeep weII.
Thank you, Coy.
Tonight I Iike to know you are cIose.
Hi. Mr. PaIermo? This is Coy. Yes, the saiIor.
I'd Iike to taIk to you. Now.
Yes, I think that's not far.
Okay, see you.
It seems you were very convincing.
We must find our opponent's weakest point.
My job's aIways been that, getting information from the peopIe.
Funny how such an unknown story as Dei GIoria's...
has caIIed so many peopIe from so many different pIaces.
Excuse me for a second.
I'm here!
You've gone too far, PaIermo.
When you phoned before I thought you wanted to work with me,
but I see I was wrong. - Yes, you're wrong.
And this one's because of the dog.
Finally l lost consciousness.
That fucking Argentinian knew what he was doing.
Nobody had ever hurt me that way.
Later l went to the police station. l spent two days in a cell.
When l came out, she was waiting for me with two tickets for Cádiz.
We started the adventure at last. But for me, Tánger was the adventure.
Thank you.
I'm sure there's this connection...
between Dei GIoria's voyage and the Jesuits' expuIsion.
Back then, by a direct order of CarIos III,
a committee is created to expeI the Jesuits.
It was caIIed the "Cabinet of the Secret Inquiry".
The Count of Aranda was in charge.
He knew the Jesuits very weII, since he had studied with them.
Do you foIIow me? - Yes.
The Dei GIoria, Coy.
We're taIking about a brigantine that traveIs from Spain to America...
when the Cabinet has been meeting for 3 months,
and it comes back shortIy before the finaI bIow faIIs on the Jesuits.
Put two and two together. - Yes, yes.
There's this oId riddIe...
Are you good at riddIes, Coy? - Not much.
I am. This is one of my favourites.
There's an isIand.
Just two kind of peopIe Iive there: knights and squires.
The squires Iie and betray aII the time and the knights never do that.
Do you understand the situation? - Yes. Knights and squires.
Some Iie, some don't.
One of the inhabitants of that isIand teIIs the other:
"I'II aIways Iie and betray you." Do you understand?
"I'II aIways Iie and betray you."
The question is:
who says that, a knight or a squire?
What do you think?
I don't know. It seems easy but I shouId think about it.
Think about it.
Now?. - Not necessariIy.
I have another riddIe for you.
What'd have happened the other night if I had opened your room's door?
If you had opened it,
now you'd know.
Tomorrow at noon I have an appointment at the Underwater ArchaeoIogy Centre.
ShaII I go with you? - Yes, sure.
See you tomorrow. SIeep weII.
You'II find it hard to beIieve,
but Dei GIoria's pIans were forgotten among a piIe of dusty documents.
I saw them by chance, Iooking for another thing.
I remembered because you phoned me.
This way.
There's another person interested in the Dei GIoria.
ReaIIy?
An ItaIian who Iives in GibraItar, some Nino PaIermo.
Do you know him?
Yes. When was he here?
He came to see me one month ago. He was aIso Iooking for the pIans.
Did you give them to him?
To him? But he Iooks Iike a gangster! Don't be siIIy!
The pIans. - Thank you.
- A good ship, right? CIean Iines, seaworthy.
- If a corsair vesseI caught it, it for sure had a rough Atlantic crossing.
It's strange they didn't repair it in Cádiz.
I don't want to poke my nose in here,
but I think the making of dykes, for instance,
can even change the sense of currents...
and uncover treasures hidden for centuries.
Treasures?
This is an investigation backed by the NavaI Museum.
Nobody said a thing about Iooking for treasures.
Neither did PaIermo.
Thanks for everything, Rocío. - You're weIcome.
Bye.
The Midshipman's CastIe was very cIose to here.
Do you know what that means? - No.
Cádiz's meridian went through that pIace.
Don't you find it fascinating?
What's your probIem?
I've got a message for the Iady. - Stick it up your ass!
It's a message from Mr. PaIermo. - There's no doubt then!
Let me speak to him, pIease.
He suggests a meeting in GibraItar, in PaIermo's office.
What are you going to do? - I have nothing to negotiate with them.
Be carefuI with that guy. Horacio.
His name's Horacio Kiskoros.
Why do you say that? - He kiIIed Snowy.
What?
That guy kiIIed Snowy? What are you going to do?
WiII you continue as if nothing had happened, after that atrocity?
She shouId be here.
She doesn't trust you. First she wants to know what this is about.
I don't trust her, either. - Nobody trusts anybody here.
You're a fooI.
She uses you Iike a puppet. - Mind your own business.
This is my business, or it was untiI she ruined it.
She says the same, but the other way round.
That bitch's a Iiar! - I don't deny that.
Listen. AII this has got absurdIy out of hand.
We're going too far, okay? AII of us.
She, that disturbed Argentinian, and maybe myseIf. And you, of course.
Do you know what this is? - No.
One of the famous 'pieces of 8', typicaI of the pirate fiIms.
I've found coins Iike this in every ocean, you see?
I won't toIerate a coupIe of amateurs ruining the work of a Iifetime.
That's why I'II win in the end. Without mercy or reservations. I swear.
Are you threatening me? You made me come here just to threaten me?
No. I caIIed her to suggest a deaI.
But she didn't even turn up.
She accepts. But not here.
Then where? - In a cIear pIace, in the open air.
NeutraI.
Do you know Princess CaroIine's Battery?
No. - It's the Rock's viewpoint.
What time? - Tomorrow at 12.
Okay.
I'II be waiting there. You'll be there? - You'II know when you arrive.
- You think you're so tough, right? But you're a puppet, like aII of us.
They use us. They use and destroy us.
I aIready know that.
I know your probIem. Two years suspended is a Iong time. I'm sorry.
I reckon you're weII informed.
I've got friends. Friends with ships who need workers. I couId heIp you.
I don't want your heIp.
You'II pay for not wanting to Iisten to me.
Tomorrow at 12.
Ask Tánger about the Dei GIoria 's emeraIds, come on.
What?
Go.
Can you teII me where you were? I've been Iooking for you.
I went to see PaIermo, in GibraItar.
Okay, now I see. - What do you see?
Your business with PaIermo.
What are you taIking about? - I've aIways suspected.
Too many coincidences:
the encounter in BarceIona, your insistence in Madrid,
that faIse fight... and now this.
Do you think I'm a jerk? - Not a jerk. You're sick.
Sick of suspicion. - Do I have no reasons?
Fucking shit!
I feeI sorry for you.
I just wanted to heIp you.
I need to borrow some money to go back to BarceIona. I'm broke.
I'II give it back as soon as I can.
Coy...
And put the emeraIds wherever you want.
I bought you a present.
A Iogbook. So what? This doesn't change anything.
Are you gonna say something?
I'm sorry.
This time you might be right.
I know I'm very suspicious, but put yourseIf in my pIace.
I can't Iower my guard.
So?
Nothing. I put my foot in it.
I'II get your money.
"I'II aIways Iie and betray you."
l calmed down. She told me about the emeralds, as if nothing had happened.
When she fantasized about their number, size or purity...
her eyes turned greenish. At least that was my impression.
As "Torpedo" Tucumán would say,
women kill you and you don't even notice you're dead.
This is Tánger.
How are you doing?
Later she quickly got to a deal with you, as l had imagined.
But l couldn't imagine what would happen at the Rock.
Whatever happens, don't intervene.
Good morning. - What's the proposaI?
If you have one.
Straight to the point, right?
Of course I have a proposaI. A profitabIe association for aII of us.
Which are the terms?
50 per cent for you, 50 per cent for us.
What about him? - He's your business.
Why shouId I share with you?
You forget I gave you some cIues. I've been doing this Ionger than you.
I'm suggesting a reasonabIe thing, for God's sake.
Treasure hunting isn't just opening the chest.
You must have contacts, bribe the right peopIe so nobody interferes.
I have some means you don't have:
experience, technoIogy, the proper contacts.
But you don't know where the Dei GIoria is.
You just have to teII me two things:
Iatitude and Iongitude.
You can find that in the archives.
Your friends at the Iibrary have cIosed those damn archives.
You took advantage of my good faith.
You haven't had good faith since you quit your feeding bottIe.
She must have toId you she was in Antwerp, right?
You know what's there? The biggest underground market for jeweIs trade.
But of course, you must get them out of the country. I've got means.
What if I don't accept?
We'II cIing to you Iike a Iimpet.
If we think the business is Iost, I'II make the CiviI Guard visit you.
You have no chance.
Not counting some physicaI risks.
I'm so scared!
She's brave, right?
No wonder she's got you weII caught.
You're a bit impuIsive, saiIor!
The Iady has a sweeter character.
Let him go!
The gun Iooked enormous in her hands.
She took the keys to the Rover, threw them into the void and Ieft them there.
That's the whoIe story. Now you know everything.
I don't want weapons on the Buenaventura. TeII her.
Are you okay?
Take this.
I don't feeI sick now. - That's why it is for now. Take it.
Eat the biscuits first.
Rest and reIax.
PiIot doesn't want weapons on the Buenaventura, and I agree.
Weapons get you in troubIe.
Or out of troubIe.
There might be probIems, PiIot.
There are aIways probIems at sea.
Yes, but this time they're not the onIy ones. You know what I mean.
I'm getting oId. Some money wouId do me good.
Don't teII me you aIso beIieve in treasures.
Do you know any saiIor that has not dreamt of them?
I dream of sirens, you of treasures.
What's happening to us, PiIot?
You're right, Coy. She's fucking bad.
How are you?
Tánger?
What? - It's good you have thrown the gun.
Good night.
First day of navigation.
What seemed impossible just some days ago has happened.
We've both boarded, and we're sailing and looking for a treasure.
Can you dream of anything better?
It was here.
The Dei GIoria sank here, in this very pIace.
Can you imagine it's here beIow?.
I don't imagine, I'm sure.
It's been waiting for us for more than two centuries.
The bottom here's mud and sand.
It might be so buried we won't be abIe to dig.
It's possibIe, but we won't know it untiI we're down there.
They might have thrown the emeraIds overboard before the shipwreck.
Yes, maybe. In any case, first we must Iocate the vesseI.
Okay.
What about the depth finder?
They'II instaII it this afternoon, as weII as the GPS.
We must pay for aII that. - Sure.
No fisherman ever spoke about a shipwreck here,
and they know these bottoms better than their house.
Is there something wrong? - No, nothing.
Are you sure she knows what she's doing?
I'm onIy sure about you, PiIot.
What's that?
That's an oId ship cemetery.
"The cemetery of ships with no name".
Do you remember, PiIot? - It isn't what it used to be.
The sea's not what it used to be.
Land.
I've divided the expIoration area in 74 squares.
We'II start here, the furthest away from the coast.
Have you caIcuIated how much it'II take?
Between 10 and 12 days. If the weather is nice, of course.
At Ieast two weeks. The weather won't be nice.
Do you think the peopIe wiII suspect?
Not at the beginning, but they wiII as we get cIoser.
We're going to be around the same area aII the time.
A motor.
We can say we've Iost an outboard motor and we want to recover it.
You're a coupIe on your honeymoon. You've rented my ship.
Are there patroIs in the area?
Sure. Customs poIice, and the CiviI Guard.
Yes, but PiIot knows everybody, incIuding the CiviI Guard.
He knows how to treat them. That won't be a probIem.
And Nino PaIermo wiII turn up sooner or Iater. What shaII we do with him?
You two find the Dei GIoria, and Ieave PaIermo to me.
And...
about the emeraIds...
I can teII you there's a buyer. I spoke to him in Antwerp.
When we take them out of the sea somebody wiII come and take them.
With enough money for aII of us.
I'II be satisfied with a new ship. The Buenaventura's a wreck.
You'II buy that ship, PiIot. I promise.
What's Tánger doing? - She's reading in her cabin.
What do you think of her?
She knows what she's doing, or at Ieast she acts Iike that.
I'm so in Iove with her.
Coy, there are women with strange things on their heads.
Others have gonorrhoea, and then you get it.
We started to check the bottom 4 days ago and we've already cooled.
At least Pilot and me, because Tánger doesn't give up.
l think it's impossible to find the Dei Gloria under this immensity.
lt's like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Eighth day of navigation.
The storm has exploded, in all senses. We've argued.
Now we're heading for the coast.
Pilot wants to go to Cartagena.
Papers and stuff, he says. He's lying.
He can't be without his nephew. He has a soft spot for him.
And still no news of Nino Palermo.
What are you Iooking at?
I'm watching you.
TeII me what has changed in the sea.
I didn't say that exactIy. - Yes, you did.
TeII me why it's different now. - It's not now.
It was different when I started to saiI.
The truth is it's difficuIt to stay away.
Away from what?
Now you've got the teIephone,
the Internet, the fax... AII that.
So you enter the NauticaI SchooI because you want to Ieave,
to know many pIaces, ports, you want to know many peopIe.
Many women.
Have you met many women?
Right now I don't remember how many.
Many whores? - Some whores, yes.
Any bIack women?
BIack, Chinese, of mixed race...
Many cIasses.
As "Torpedo" Tucumán said,
the good thing about whores is they ask you for doIIars, not conversation.
How are the bIack women?
Do you want to know?
Some of their cunts are pink.
Why do you Iike to boast about being vuIgar and rude?
I don't boast.
Who was "Torpedo" Tucumán?
"Torpedo"... He was my mate in ships, fights and bars.
When we were young we traveIIed around the worId together.
Now there aren't saiIors Iike that.
Nor fights.
I'm going to the toiIet.
TeII me. What?
A Spanish man.
A Spanish man toId me years ago.
ExpIain what you mean, I don't get it.
With the cattIe prod.
With the Iast discharges he toId me the secret of the Dei GIoria,
in return for... - His Iife.
And you kiIIed him, right?
You're a jerk!
And you're very wrong with PaIermo.
And with me.
And you're aIso wrong with her.
7 days have passed since we went back to work.
We've explored almost the whole area and done 14 dives to check...
suspicious echoes, but haven't found the smallest trace of the Dei Gloria.
This is about to finish and l only fear how Tánger will react...
when she throws in the towel,
since Pilot and l've already done so.
What? - Nothing.
It's not there. - It must be there.
This is absurd, Tánger.
We both know sooner or Iater we must accept the evidence.
There's no possibIe mistake. You revised the caIcuIations.
The correction tabIes can be wrong. - They aren't.
The position given by that piIot couId have been wrong.
He made a mistake, he was human.
The Dei GIoria can be so buried we've passed over it without noticing.
No, that's impossibIe.
The magnetometer wouId have detected those bronze cannons.
We've done something wrong. - That's obvious. But teII me what.
I don't know.
But if there's a mistake, we made it.
If we finish the search tomorrow and we haven't found anything,
we'II have to start again.
How?
I don't know.
So far we've been Iucky with the CiviI Guard, but that can change.
Besides, we haven't paid him anything.
Don't keep on at me. I need to think.
I know it's down there.
Waiting for me.
WeII, see you tomorrow. - See you tomorrow.
Give him my regards!
I want to have a bath...
with steam aII around, as if it was fog.
And I want you in that fog.
Take me to that hoteI.
Let's go.
I've drunk so much...
I just want a rude and siIent hero to embrace me.
Do you have an answer for the riddIe of the knights and the squires?
There's no answer to it.
You're wrong. There's aIways an answer for everything.
What are we going to do now?.
What we've been doing aII this time. Keep on searching.
Where?
Onshore again. Sunken ships aren't aIways found at sea.
Tomorrow we'II visit an oId friend of mine.
Good morning.
We have an appointment with Néstor Perona, Professor of Cartography.
Is he in his office? - He's in the meeting room.
Thank you.
Very weII. CongratuIations.
You've appIied my tabIes correctIy. I get the same as you:
a modern Iongitude of 1 degree, 21 minutes west of Greenwich.
Then we have a big probIem. There's nothing there.
Then you must extend the search area.
The ship couId have drifted since its Iast known position. A storm?
A combat with a corsair.
Then many things couId have happened...
between checking the position and the combat.
I guess there's no doubt they used the Urrutia's charts.
There's no doubt. There are direct testimonies of the crew.
Are you sure it's Cádiz's meridian?
There can't be another one. Cádiz fits in the shipwreck area.
The oId meridian, I guess. Or have you mistaken it with San Fernando?
Of course not.
Okay. Because you made that big mistake in Venice.
It's not the same.
I guess you teII me only what you find advisabIe. I understand that.
But if you gave me more information about that ship...
It was a brigantine coming from the AndaIusian Coast, saiIing northeast.
Spanish flag? - Yes.
Who was the shipowner? - It was a Jesuit ship.
A Jesuit ship!
I don't think it's funny. - It is, Tánger. Of course it is.
What's up? - Don't worry.
Let me enjoy this moment.
A Jesuit ship!
You won't find that ship in those coordinates. It's never been there.
So?
The Jesuits had an infrastructure devoted...
to what today is caIIed counterespionage. Do you get it?
I don't know what you mean.
Honey, that ship saiIed foIIowing a system of internaI secret codes,
as did aII the Society's ships.
In a few words, the Jesuits used their own meridian.
So the corrections we've appIied with your tabIes...
can't be made according to Cádiz.
Of course not. Use the secret meridian the Jesuits used in 1767.
That's to say, 5 degrees, 40 minutes west of Greenwich.
It passes just a few metres from the tower of SaIamanca's CathedraI.
It can't be! - I'm afraid it can.
But that means...
You've been Iooking for that ship 36 miIes west of where it reaIIy is.
By the way, Iast week your husband aIso came here, but I didn't see him.
You know very weII we divorced 4 years ago.
Nino Palermol l can't believe itl
lf it was true what she was telling me, they'd met at the University,
in ltaly. Classmates, the same adventurous passion, and so on...
How many times must I ask to get some information about what's going on?
Is this Tintin? Are you treating me Iike a comic book character?
What do you want to know?. - Now I know he's your husband!
My former husband. There's a great difference!
I don't care. I'm not needed in aII this story.
But... - Go to heII!
THE RED FISH RESTAURANT
To the Dei GIoria!
What's the bottom in this area?
Sand and stones, with seaweed spots. Right, PiIot?
No. Seaweed grows as you get cIoser to Cape Negrete, but there it's cIean.
There's stone and sand, as Coy said.
And some heaps where the green Iobsters are.
What? Green Iobsters?
That's right. Green Iobsters. It's the onIy pIace where you can find them.
Have you been there? - Sure. A Iong time ago.
It's a good pIace, reaIIy.
The Iobsters tasted good, but the customers didn't Iike their coIour.
What kind of green was it?
MouId green, very different from red or bIue,
the coIours they have after being fished. That's why fishermen ate them.
Do you remember the pIace? - Of course I do.
Cape of Agua, and then the Reef of Junco Grande, steer 10 degrees north.
Drop the anchor and that's the area. - What's the depth?
There isn't much water. Some 20 metres.
What's up? - Lobsters. Green Iobsters.
CaIm down.
I'm caIm. I think I haven't been caImer in my Iife.
So what's happening?
The Iobster's sheII has mimetic facuIties.
That green coIour can come from the bronze cannons.
The Dei GIoria's waiting for us there.
By the green Iobsters.
Not a trace of cannons.
We must go on. - I had no air. Had to come out.
Haven't you seen anything Iike a cannon?
No. - Are you sure?
As years went by... - Don't worry. Leave this to me.
PiIot! - I'm coming!
It's fucking freezing down there. I'II wear my hood.
These shitty goggIes Iet the water come in.
Are you sure you haven't seen anything?
You too? - Okay, I'II get the other goggIes.
Dei Gloria. lt was perfectly written on the cannon.
To the future!
Thank you.
And now we must make a Iist of the essentiaI equipment.
PIease, not now!.
Don't worry, Ieave this to me. I know their boss.
CaIm down, it's a routine patroI. Trust in PiIot.
CaIm down? PaIermo surely has to do with this.
How are you doing, Pedro? Is there any probIem?
No, there isn't. There's a coupIe of newlyweds.
Somebody toId them there are green Iobsters round here.
They wanted to see them, but nothing.
OId saiIors' taIes. I've never seen them.
Do you fancy? - Not on duty.
But next time we meet on Iand get me a brandy.
Sure.
See you, Pedro. - See you.
I'm going to buy some things. See you Iater at the hoteI.
Tánger!
HeIIo? I'm sorry, wrong number.
What?
We need some money. How are we going to buy the materiaI?
Ask for an invoice and we'II pay tomorrow when we pick it up.
Hurry up or they'II cIose.
See you Iater then.
ShaII we meet at 8?
Bye. - See you tomorrow.
Don't work too much. Hard days are coming.
Bye, captain. See you.
She's obviously fooling me for the nth time.
She hides something. But what can l do now?
Today we made love as if it was the last time.
As if we were running towards the end.
After working separately, in turns, for 10 days,
this morning Pilot and l will go down together.
Yesterday evening l discovered a dark block full of accretions.
l tried to extract it alone but finally l couldn't.
Today Tánger was very nervous. She wanted both of us to go down.
What are you doing?
It's a good hiding pIace. No one will pay attention to a torch.
I think we'd better dock in a more discreet pIace.
San Pedro's pier, for instance. - Okay.
Where are you going? - She gave orders.
She prefers a more discreet pIace.
This is about to finish, PiIot.
I reckon you've done a good job.
Let's get on weII. Now we're partners.
Partners in what? - What do you think?
You've done your part, very weII.
But now the professionaIs appear,
to rescue the emeraIds that have been waiting for centuries...
Don't taIk garbage.
Watch out. I warn you, our Argentinian friend is out to get you.
And taIking about us...
What do you say, gorgeous?
We've aIready Iost too much time, darIing.
Horacio.
What's up? - Where are you going, saiIor?
Horacio, I need 6 hours. Then Iet them go.
Don't move.
I'm so sorry, Coy.
I'II miss you.
Bitch!
We must admit she's out of this worId.
She's a bitch, right, but an extraordinary bitch.
I was the first to faII, Iike a chiId.
Later this poor deviI, stiII hooked to her.
And now you, Horacio. How couId she trick you?
WiII you shut up or shaII I shut you up?
I know when it was.
It was in Cádiz. That afternoon by the cathedraI, right?
Yes.
That's when everything started, right?
I know why she said 6 hours. She's Ieaving.
Yes, we both saw her get off the ship that night.
She's Ieaving.
Or do you think she's tricked everyone but you?
Don't move! - That bitch doesn't need anyone.
Coy! How are you? - I'm fine. PaIermo?
Don't waste time with me. Go after her!
ON THE ISLAND THERE ARE NO KNIGHTS ALL OF THEM LIE!
Let's go, PiIot.
"l know you'll come back to me, since I have what you want."
Son of a bitch!
I'II be satisfied with a new ship. I don't need anything eIse.
Didn't she offer you a ship? Don't worry, you'II have your ship.
What about you? - I don't know.
We'II see when she's back. - Is she coming back?
As Iong as I have the emeraIds. What do you bet?
I've known many stories about women.
When you were just a baby, during a stopover in Shanghai,
I met a Japanese woman.
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