Ma'am, a horse, it's thrown a shoe.
How clumsy!
I'm going, Gonzalo.
Please, don't go.
Master!
There's enough explosive to send him flying straight to Vienna.
Remember, the Count von Olsen's carriage is the only one bearing the royal Austrian coat of arms.
A monk has made a discovery that could bring down the Christian religion so far as we know it.
The fifth Gospel, written by Judas, which heretics call "The True Bible".
I was just practicing.
I'm sure this is because you know you've lost Margarita forever.
Do we know who it is?
Father Alejandro.
Sátur, look out.
A rider has dropped a book.
Are you pregnant?
Yes. Hernán and I are expecting a son.
Alonso!
A dangerous murderer escaped from the asylum of San Carlos while he was being transferred.
What's out there?
It's from the Franciscan monastery.
I'm glad of our reunion, but I'll never hand over the True Bible.
Do everything necessary but save my son.
Holy Christ, Master! What a massacre!
Alejandro has found it! The fifth...
I know why they're after Father Alejandro.
Leave me in peace!
It's all over.
Relax, you're safe.
"They're going to kill an innocent woman, Father, but it was me who spilled water on the floor of the Marquesa's palace...
"and the Commissioner's baby will die. I'm going to turn myself in."
It has been a pleasant surprise to learn that Father Alejandro's elderly mother...
lives in a village in the hills.
Irene, are you all right?
Fetch a doctor!
It's my fault, but I can't take responsibility?
What are you doing here?
She went on ahead in the utmost comfort. I lent her my carriage.
What's the matter, son?
This is what you're looking for, the Gospel according to Judas.
Guard it. It's you, who risk so much to protect common people, who'll better know when to unveil it.
The Marquesa is in danger. Her carriage will be blown up.
Master!
No, no!
Halt! Stop!
Yes! Cipri is under the carriage!
Get away!
If you had not changed your coach nothing wouldn't have happened.
The Count von Olsen has canceled the wedding with the Marquesa.
The lady stays. That means she'll stay.
I'm going to live in Italy, Margarita. You'll need this more than I will.
Master, could you tell me where we're going in such secrecy?
~ Sátur, we have to keep after it. ~ I'm just shattered!
We're almost there.
But, arrived where, there's nothing here but woods?
Yeah, don't open your mouth, why would you?
Here it is. Last night I dreamed of this place.
A dream?
We're stuck with all this walking because of a dream?
In the dream I saw, my mother was young.
She was here, with a man who looked like a noble.
They were talking about something on the sly.
And did you hear something, see her face?
No. That very moment you woke me up.
Damned unhappy, Saturno!
Sátur, the stick..
Don't dare. Where are you heading, with your face uncovered?
It doesn't matter, the stick!
Hey! Let him go.
Master!
A Chinaman!
Such weird things we stumble on!
Commissioner.
I have no time for that mob.
Let the jailer take care it.
Sir, I think it's important. It's about the Holy Grail.
Sir...I...I didn't do anything.
And who said you did?
You're helping our enquiries, you've got nothing to fear.
What can you tell us?
I saw a woman under the bridge that goes into town.
Is that all?
She was...she was really old.
Relax, you've done well.
When did what you're saying all happen?
The day when people from the New World arrived, there was a riot, and the old woman was digging...
in the ground under the bridge, and...then she left.
What was the old woman like?
She was dressed like a beggar.
I've told you everything I saw. I swear. I swear it!
Fine, I believe you.
You deserve a reward.
But you know too much, I can't let you leave alive.
Get rid of him and find the old woman.
Yes, sir.
Where am I?
What did you say?
~ Master, Master! ~ Yeah?
The Chinaman's woken up.
Relax.
I'm Gonzalo de Montalvo.
You're safe in my house.
How do you know my language?
I lived for some years in your country.
What are you doing here in town?
I'm looking for my daughter.
She fled with a Spanish merchant,...
even though she was engaged to the emperor.
I understand none of this, what's the Chinaman saying?
Who were these men?
They want to kill her,...
for dishonoring the empire.
Translate that, Master, translate a bit...!
He's looking for his daughter.
She ran off with a Spanish merchant despite being engaged to the emperor.
The men who attacked him want to kill her for offending the Chinese empire.
Once a woman has the taste of a real Spanish guy, she'll never look back!
This has already happened to me in several countries.
I have to keep looking.
Thanks for everything.
Is it that you suddenly speak Spanish...or that I understand Chinese?
Do you know the name or whereabouts of the Spanish merchant?
Julián Espinoza. I don't know where he hangs out.
I'll help you find him, and if we have any news we'll leave a note hidden in the stony washing place.
Sátur, show him out.
See you.
My God, how hard this Chinese language is, not a soul can understand it!
We have to find this girl.
I knew it! I knew it, but do we have to expand our business?
What are we missing there, by dedicating ourselves to the eastern offensive, would you say?
Oh, Master!
Irene's getting worse and she's very weak.
Quinine has failed to lower the fever and she's lost a lot of blood.
All right. Skip the medical jargon.
Do you really care so little what happens to your wife?
The only thing I asked you to do was save my son.
Drop it, Cipri, don't insist.
Please, listen to me for a moment.
Look at me, I can work from sun to sun at whatever you want. I'm strong and healthy.
~ Hi, Lourdes. ~ Hi.
Do you need someone to carry the fruit?
No, Cipri, even we don't get to eat any.
~ I'm sorry, Cipri. I'm really sorry. ~ I understand.
~ Tomás. ~ Hey, Cipri!
I need work. Give me a task, anything, I beg you, please.
Man, no, I'm sorry, what I really need is an apprentice.
I can be your apprentice. Try me out.
But what are you saying, Cipri? An apprentice starts at 7 years old, not at 40.
At least give me the barrels I left.
But why would the barrels be waiting for you to come looking for them?
You said you didn't want them.
I sold them, Cipri, sorry.
I'm broke!
I don't have a thing.
Anything else to sign?
Yes, this. It's a land deed that your wife would give to the congregation of the Teresitas.
As long as you give your permission, of course.
Well, everything is in order.
If you become widowed --- God forbid --- an immense fortune would fall into your hands, Commissioner.
Let's finish this quickly.
There is still something else.
It's an unpleasant matter to talk about, but given that I'm your executor, I'm required to deal with it at this time.
What is it?
If something should happen to you, if you should die, to whom would this all be left?
Since there are no descendants, what would we do with this wealth?
Good day. Am I interrupting something?
No, come on in, we've already finished.
~ Alberto, dear. ~ Lucrecia.
It's a shame that we always see in such critical situations. How are you?
Good, thank you, Lucrecia.
We'll work it out. Thanks for everything, Alberto.
Think about what I said.
~ I will. --- Lucrecia. ~ Hernán.
By the Sainted Virgin! A castle, two palaces...
And that's just a fraction of what he'll eventually own.
Such a lot of papers! Is that Hernán's legacy?
Should Irene die, the Commissioner would become the most interesting widower in the Spanish court.
You exaggerate, Alberto.
Not at all. His fortune is now equated to the Duke de Alba's.
The Duke de Alba...
The Commissioner will have no problem finding new wife.
Currently, his possessions extend even to the Americas, Lucrecia.
You'll have a queue of marriageable nobles at the door of your palace.
I will personally take care of each one of them. Alberto.
Lucrecia.
Sorry to insist, Master, but what's the point here?
Looking for the Chinese girl or giving us a tour of all the abandoned castles in the region?
We're looking for the girl, Sátur.
Good, perfect.
So far we've been in the Espinosa's castle, and even God wasn't there.
Now what bullshit are we missing in the Alvarado's castle?
Andrés Alvarado was a partner and good friend of Julian Espinoza.
So?
Julián Espinoza died a couple of years ago, and his family undertook to get rid of his wife, the daughter of Li.
How did you hear about this?
The social chronicles, Sátur. They're not just for spreading street gossip.
Ah. And you read them to learn, right?
Well, now I understand why you have this hobby of collecting a scrapbook.
Maybe Andrés de Alvarado took charge of his friend's wife.
Hey, have you seen this place?
It is a wilderness of neglect.
Inspecting the place won't hurt us. Let's go.
Surely it hurts, Master. Surely it hurts! We'll waste time, and a lot of it!
We've gone beyond the edge of the map of town.
How would I get back from here myself?
How is she?
Bad. Very bad.
Would you believe that no one's been to see her?
Not her husband, not the Marquesa.
They must be really busy.
The Marquesa has asked me to mend a dress.
What for?
I don't know, I imagine it will be for...
Miss Irene's funeral.
What chutzpah she has!
She doesn't bother to come be with this child during her last moments of life...
but she'll spare whatever time is needed in arranging the funeral.
But what about this?
This dress was for my lady's wedding to the Marqués.
The lady wants you to mend it.
Sure, but why?
Maybe she'll reawaken the marriage to the Count von Olsen.
Count von Olsen? I don't think so.
He left like a gunshot! Who knows where Olsen is now!
So then who else is going to marry her?
Master, not even God's here.
We've found nothing more than rickety furniture and cobwebs.
You hear me?
The Chinese girl's not here, she just isn't.
Can you tell me what your problem is?
Well, I said we're wasting time.
I'm worried about Cipri, who's simply collapsed.
This morning I saw him crying with the blacksmith because he hasn't got a job.
Is he that bad?
He's reached an age, the poor man, when it's not easy.
We met with Pedro, the pimp from the suburbs, he's my friend.
Cipri's going to work in a brothel?
No, man, no! How could Cipri work in a brothel if he goes into convulsions every time he sees an ankle?
Well?
This same Pedro, he has a friend who's a baker, and maybe he has work for him.
All right. Go with him, I'll take care of this by myself.
How can I leave you alone?
Sátur, really, I don't need you. Go keep Cipri company.
Sátur.
Relax. I'm not going to hurt you.
Easy! I don't want to hurt you. Your father's looking for you.
My father?
He's come here to protect you from the emperor's agents.
The dagger was poisoned. It paralyzes the muscles.
It is a poison that acts very quickly.
Drink it.
Thanks.
~ Does anybody else know you're here? ~ No.
All right. I'll tell your father and he'll come after you.
Who are you?
Commissioner, I didn't hear you come in.
They're pretty --- the flowers.
This is for you.
That's a lot of money.
You're fired.
But why? I've always been very discreet, nobody knows anything.
I know, but now you must leave.
I've always given you what you've asked me.
And if you want I can do it again.
I see you haven't understood anything. That money is the price for your child.
I'm his father and I'll be concerning myself with his education.
Please, you can't do this to me! I'm his mother!
Don't give me money, I won't take it, I don't want it!
I don't bargain with maids. My men have gone to get him. You'll never see him again.
Please, please, for Heaven's sake, no, please!
~ I'll do whatever you want, please no, don't do this to me! ~ Don't make me kill you. Go away. Go!
No, please!
Master, what's up with this?
~ Here, let me see. ~ It's nothing.
Well, how did this happen? Surely I had to have been there with you!
I found her at the end. She was scared and threw a dagger at me.
Fuck the Chinese!
Here the Spanish ladies will give you a slap, but daggers,...
Sátur, you have to drop a note to her father, in the laundry.
Yes, yes, Master, yes, but first I have to treat the wound.
Oh, my God!
Let's look...
Let me.
Does it hurt?
The question I wanted to ask...the Chinese...do they see everything elongated, or is their sight normal, like ours?
Normal, Sátur. Their sight's normal.
Their sight's normal, like us...
And their skin color is because they eat lots of rice, of course, right?
No, I ask this because never in my life have I seen a Chinese.
Fuck.
When you put that face of concentration, that's bad news. Is there something wrong?
I know this woman, Sátur. I met her in China.
Excuse me?
I worked as a servant in the Emperor's palace, and she lived there.
She was destined to be one of his future wives.
Master, you know that I respect and admire you, but sometimes you're scary.
You found the same woman you met in China, even with China as huge as it is!
Well, that's strange. Strange --- there's no other word to describe it.
It's a coincidence.
No, no, it's not a coincidence.
Coincidence is if I run into Jacinto, the miller, in the market.
But this is strange, this is very strange, like everything that happens to you.
And have you told her who you are?
No.
What's that you said earlier, the beautiful friendship?
Your own words: beautiful friendship. What did you mean, exactly?
Get me a paper and a pen. We'll take a note to the woods.
Is she pretty?
No, I don't like Chinese girls much...it's that they seem a bit short of...of initiative! You understand me.
Paper and pen.
She's pretty, right?
Alonso, bring the soup ladle.
The Grail is made of a material that poisons any liquid poured inside.
I can't find it.
Well, bring me something else.
Fine, but what's all this?
I'm really glad that in the end there you didn't go to Vienna, Aunt.
Ah!
Come on, help me to pour water into the pan, or you'll make cry.
~ Do you know what Murillo said? ~ What did Murillo say?
Well, tomorrow they'll have a mass for the Commissioner's wife.
It's that grave?
Yeah, she's very sick.
~ Good night. ~ Good night.
How nice! Is dinner ready?
Yes. Hard bread. This is for tomorrow.
Come on, put it on the fire so I can finish picking up the clothes.
Father, the Commissioner's wife is about to die, and it's my fault.
Let's think it through, son, sit down.
Listen to me, we already talked this through. It's not your fault.
Yes, it IS my fault, Father, because I've destroyed their lives. Irene's and the Commissioner's.
No, son, that was an accident. And you can't change anything. So stop thinking about it.
Come here.
I am pleased to invite you to the marriage between Hernán Mejías, Commissioner of the town,...
I am pleased to invite you to the marriage between Hernán Mejías, the Duke de Aranda y Barral...
and Lucrecia de Guzmán, Marquesa de Santillana.
Mine.
I never had a chance. You should let me win sometimes.
Don't dream, Father.
You can win at cards but I'll still beat me in a fight.
No way! Get up, coward, get up and fight!
This is not proper for Spanish nobles.
Mother.
Lucrecia.
One moment!
Come in.
I have to talk with you, Lucrecia.
Oh, Hernán, you and I always so attuned! Come in. I was just thinking of you.
I need to have fitted out one of the rooms of the west wing of the palace. If you don't mind.
You offend me, Hernán, this palace has always been and will be your home.
And who will we have the pleasure of receiving as a guest?
Come in.
Lucrecia, I present to you my son.
Your what?
His name's Carlos, and from now on he'll be living with me.
You've gone complete nuts, Hernán.
Wait a moment. I'll be right with you.
Where did he come from?
You're already old enough to know where babies come from, Lucrecia.
I don't have to go into details.
In your eagerness to be a father you've become demented, Hernán. He's a bastard!
He's my son, and my legitimate heir. You should show some respect.
Legitimate heir?
Oh, Hernán!
If Irene should die, you'll be so powerful any noble would be glad to give you offspring.
You don't need this beggar.
That child will bear my name to the ages, and call me "Father" with pride.
Everything you've denied me with Nuño.
Do you know whether the Espinosas owned more properties?
Properties? No, sir, these were his only lands.
Do you remember seeing this woman?
No, sir, no.
Thanks.
Go with God!
Will you keep still, if you keep this up we won't finish up all day!
Let's see, it goes here.
But, let's see, you, don't you understand Castilian? What's wrong with you?
You, brat, enough, damn brat!
Catalina, calm down a little, the child isn't guilty of anything.
Yes, I know, but this little tyke is the one who'll be losing out.
Give me a kiss.
Go on, run and play.
Can you tell us what's wrong with you?
It boils my blood. Now a child!
Miss Irene's dying in their in four walls, and all he can think of doing is bringing in a kid.
Sigh! Who can his mother be?
Think about it: brothels, rapes, sucking up to noble women...the list can reach to Flanders.
Man, well, even given how the kid's dressed, she sure wasn't a noble.
What I don't know is how a mother can give away a child like that.
You seem as naïve as if you were born yesterday.
If the Commissioner gets the whim of raising a child, he does it, and that's that.
Hell, I tell Marta that the kid's five years old and she brings THIS stuff.
This doesn't even fit on the big toe. Really.
Wait, we'll walk to the attic, the box is too high.
Listen to what I say: stay here a while and don't move, we'll be right back. Be good.
The little angel, he's been as good as gold! The poor kid.
I'll find your sister and I'll take her to the foot of my lord, the Emperor.
I'll get revenge on you even if I have to come back from another world.
I'll enjoy torturing her just like I did with your father.
Want to see something no one has ever seen? Yes?
Come with me, little one.
Here we go, you'll love it.
Master, can you fix that ladder as God commands, that's the third time this week.
Are you all right?
Yes, yes, you laugh over it, but that ladder there should be fixed, we seem like beggars.
And now that we've left the note for the Chinese father,...
There's one thing that's been running around my head, making me crazy.
What's that?
What they say about the Chinese women, is it true?
What?
That they can throw things with their...well, you know.
Sátur!
So the bird laughs, huh?
But I don't really understand what you were doing in that Chinese palace when you met your friend.
Well...my teacher sent me there as a servant.
He always said that to be a dragon, one first had to suffer like an ant.
What's that stuff about a dragon and an ant? Speak Christian, for God's sake.
It's a Chinese proverb. I met Yan at that stage of my training.
When do you plan to see her again? Because she doesn't know that you are you.
My only mission's to reunite her with her father. I have no reason to go back to her.
Look, Master, I'm not doubting your manhood, but after so much rejection of women, I really have to wonder.
Her father could take her back to China, and we'd never see her again.
Our time was a long time ago, Sátur, no...she won't even remember me.
Master. Master, can you even hear me?
But where have you gone now?
You're right.
Me? About what?
~ I'm going. ~ What did you say?
You're right, I'm going to go see her.
In costume or by yourself?
Like myself. Get the horse ready.
How good, Master, that you're going to meet again!
If it fails at first, don't let it get you down, after all this time your soldier isn't quite ready for battle.
Sátur, I can take care of myself.
My God, what that will do when it goes off!
Bang! Nothing less than Vesuvius!
Do you want to know a secret? Yes?
They say there are elves living in the vats of oil. Want to see one? Yes?
Come on.
Look inside.
The elves are at the bottom.
Can you see them yet?
No?
Look, kid, can you see them yet?
Look well. Look. In there.
Can you see them?
Look. Look in there.
Oh, Ma'am, thank God he's with you!
Catalina, you're more worthless every day. Who left the pantry open?
The little gentleman could have fallen in.
~ Madam, I'm sorry! ~ Don't let it happen again.
Yes, Ma'am.
Didn't I tell you to stay there quietly, not to move? Come along.
Smells good! What did you put in?
The usual stuff.
It's very hard to be kind to you.
Just don't be kind. No one asked you.
~ Hi. ~ Hi, Cipri. How did it go with the baker?
He said I can't be a baker.
Fucking Andalusian guilds!
No, no, not both, not both.
That's enough, let me live here without bread or water.
Are we just going to eat by ourselves?
Alonso's with Murillo and Sátur's in his room. They'll eat later with Gonzalo.
Come on, Cipri, try a little, it'll do you good.
Go ahead.
The truth is it smells glorious.
Margarita?
Are you all right?
~ Hey, Margarita! ~ Margarita!
~ Margarita, Margarita! Sátur! Sátur! ~ Margarita!
~ Gonzalo! ~ Sátur!
What are you writing?
I love you.
Master!
Sátur! What's the matter?
Your sister-in-law, she's gotten ill, she took something, you have to come home.
Ave María, gratia plena, Dominus tecum,...
benedicta tu in mulieribus et benedictus fructus ventris tui Iesus.
Amen. Amen.
Sancta Maria mater Dei ora pro nobis peccatoribus...
nunc, et in hora mortis nostrae.
This is the first time you come to my niece's room since the accident, Commissioner.
That doesn't speak very well of you as a loving husband.
I've had important matters to attend to, your Eminence. Being here would only have been a hindrance.
What matters are these, to kidnap other people's children?
He's not some else's, he's mine.
A bastard.
He'll bear my name, and be my legitimate heir.
My niece is young and strong. She'll give you the children you desire.
If she doesn't die.
For your sake I hope that's so.
The sacrament of marriage unites two souls forever.
I assure you that the fate of my niece is the same as your own.
Pray as best you can, Commissioner, since your life depends on it.
"Your daughter Yan is hidden in the abandoned castle of the Alvarados."
Take this. It'll do you good.
Father, Aunt Margarita is very sick. Juan is desperate, he doesn't know what to do.
Easy, she'll be fine, all right?
Cipri, what happened here?
I do not know, we were sitting down, about to eat, she tasted the soup, and...suddenly she keeled over.
The doctor said that the soup is poisoned.
Poisoned? By who? Why?
~ Where is she? ~ In her room, with Juan.
Father! What if she dies?
What? That's not going to happen, all right?
Water, I'm burning! I'm burning up, water, I'm burning!
Gonzalo!
Gonzalo, help me, please!
I'm right here. --- Juan, Juan!
Come on, come on.
Drink. That should ease matters. Relax.
Juan, what does she have?
I don't know. Symptoms correspond to the effect of a poison.
Which one?
If I knew, I'd have healed her! Or do you think I like seeing her like that?
Oh, God! What's happening to me, Juan?
She's starting to go numb.
What's happening to me?
Relax.
Where are you going?
~ I need help, Gonzalo. ~ Juan!
I don't know how to cure her!
Gonzalo. I can't move.
What's happening to me?
Gonzalo, help me, please!
The dagger was poisoned. It paralyzes the muscles.
Margarita, take it easy, Margarita. Calm down.
Search and question one by one to all old beggar women. I want the Holy Grail. Hop to it.
Yes, sir.
Do you mind?
From now on you have to get used to these clothes and stop sitting on the floor.
Yes, sir.
You can call me Father.
Oh, how touching!
Do you want something?
I'd love to understand you, Hernán. But I gave up trying years ago.
Ma'am.
Yes.
~ Could I talk with you for a moment? ~ Yes.
You see, lady, Margarita has suddenly become ill, I would like to be with her.
No way! There's much work pending and we can't spare two maids.
~ But, Ma'am... ~ Return to your duties, Catalina.
Yes, Ma'am.
Who's the mother?
What difference does that make, Lucrecia?
For five years you've had me believing that my son was your only obsession.
You know how I could resent that.
How long have I been unable to function as Nuño's father?
Ah, again with the same refrain, you bore me, Hernán!
Would you please leave me alone with my son?
Grab the child.
Don't even move.
Let's go!
I have gathered you here to find out if my son will regain his health...
not to speak of the transits of the sun in Capricorn.
You have to understand, your Majesty, that astrology is not an exact science.
Will the Crown Prince govern the Spanish Empire, yes or no?
~ As I said before, the transit of Venus... ~ Enough!
The people are beginning to doubt the physical and mental capacity of my son. Do you know what that means?
That's not way to interrupt the intimacy of His Majesty.
Why this sudden visit?
Your Majesty, I'm sorry for the importunity, but the thing that brings me here is vital.
Tell me.
I need the help of your staff doctors.
The most important person in my life is dying and I have no means to save her.
~ The royal doctors only attend the king... ~ And his family.
The health of my son Charles, Crown Prince and heir, takes all their time.
But your Majesty...!
The simple help of one of the staff doctors could be enough to save her life.
Are you trying to jeopardize the future of the Empire for just one person?
Sir, I...
And now go. You are a captain in my army, and the only health that should concern you is that of your future king and lord.
Let me go!
You'll die the same way your father did.
Let me go!
Let her go!
If you approach or follow us, I'll kill her.
All right, all right.
If you take another step, he'll kill me.
Please, don't follow.
How in Hell could three masked men get into the main hall of the palace?
Where were the servants? Why didn't someone summon the guards?
Ma'am, I don't know, we were in the garden cleaning the carriage.
They could have taken Nuño. Or killed us all.
But...Why, Ma'am? Why did they take that child?
Why should I care? They were about to kill me over him.
I want all the servants formed up downstairs. The one responsible will receive severe punishment.
Yes, Ma'am.
Are you looking for this?
Where's my son?
What are you talking about, Hernán?
You had it all planned, right?
I had nothing to do with the disappearance of your bastard, Hernán.
What have you done with him? Is he dead?
I'm telling you for the last time: I don't know.
Very well, Lucrecia, you leave me no option.
What are you doing, Hernán?
Let me go, you'll go to the gallows! You can't arrest me, Hernán!
Let me go! Don't touch me!
And who says they're doing it?
Many people disappear in town, it happens every day. Take her away.
Let me go, let me go! Hernán! Let me go!
~ What's this, Gonzalo, where are you going? ~ Juan, I think I can save her.
Who are you to "think"? We can't just give her whatever strikes your fancy!
We have no choice.
This can kill her, Gonzalo! Margarita is strong, you might...
What? A miracle will happen? Juan, Do you really think that the prayers are going to save her?
I won't stay kneeling, just letting her die.
I won't let you put her life in danger!
You lost that right when you dumped her for someone else. Let go!
~ I won't let you give her that! ~ Juan, I'm going up. ~ No!
Master, we have no time to lose. I trust you until the end. Go up and do what you have to do.
Have you searched the garden?
Yes, sir.
And the well?
Commissioner, the boy isn't in the palace.
I want men here and here.
Search everyone who enters and leave town. Use all necessary men.
Of course, sir.
What are you waiting for?
~ Have you been riding? ~ No.
Well, yes.
I was looking for the boy.
Thanks.
I...I didn't know you had a son.
You're already old enough to know all men have secrets.
Yeah, but he's a commoner.
Like me.
Like your mother.
Nuño, never forget your origins.
Those are wise words, Commissioner. In the end you show you have the stock to be a father.
You may retire.
It's a shame they didn't give you the chance to prove it.
I heard about the kidnapping of your little bastard, terrible event, that.
Sorry, your Eminence, but I have no time to socialize with you. I have a lot of work.
Commissioner, recently you've been living your life, shall we say...in an overly disordered fashion.
What happened to your son is just a warning.
Sometimes we need a good lesson, a lesson that's difficult to forget.
Where's my son?
Do not worry about that, and focus your efforts on finding the Holy Grail.
When you find it you'll get your little bastard back.
Father, please pray with us. Please.
Master.
Master, she won't wake up, and that's not good.
I mean we can't get her to wake up, she's a bit stiff.
You've done everything humanly possible.
This is beyond us, so have faith and trust. Look to the One Above to help us.
Father, Father!
~ Father! ~ She's breathing, Master!
~ Breathe! Breathe! ~ Father, please, do something!
~ She's about to die, she's about to die! ~ Sátur, she's not dying.
No, no, no, no, easy! Relax, you'll see how...how she gets better, relax!
You have to have faith. Alonso, you have to have faith.
Margarita.
Margarita!
I couldn't take the risk of freeing you. I had to make some inquiries to be sure it wasn't you.
Son of a whore! I'll kill you, I'll kill you! Out of my room, out!
All right, Lucrecia, I owe you an apology.
An apology? You owe me much more than that.
Have you found the damned bastard?
That's none of your concern. But don't worry, he won't be returning to the palace. At least for now.
Great. One less problem for everyone.
Are you really going to put the same dress that you married the marqués in?
What?
For our supposed wedding.
It was the easiest dress to get.
Then...would you have done it?
~ Done what? ~ Married me.
You'd be a widower with heaps of money. You'd need help to spend it.
Of course, the money.
It's always about the money, Hernán, is there ever anything else?
Come in.
Ma'am. Commissioner, your wife...
You'd better summon a priest. And you'll have to pick out a coffin.
No, Ma'am, we'd better send word to the cook.
Miss Irene has awakened with a week's hunger.
Ma'am.
It was God himself who restored Margarita.
Even you have to admit it, the Almighty worked a miracle.
If that's what you want to believe...
You don't?
Is that why you took your sister-in-law in your arms and carried her, where to? For a walk in the woods?
Sátur, I was desperate.
That's what I'm getting at!
That's what God's for, to help the desperate and guide their steps as He did with you.
It was what I gave to Margarita, it took effect and she was cured, nothing more.
Come on, man! Do you think I'd believe that you didn't believe, then? It's clear you believed all the way.
I'm not being silly!
Look, I'm a rational man, I just believe in my senses.
You say what you want, but any day now I'll see you in Mass.
You want me to give you a tiny cross to wear underneath your clothes?
No, thanks.
~ Master. ~ Gonzalo.
Is she better?
Yes. Still a bit weak, but she'll recover.
Forgive me. You were right.
He has guts, for sure. But then, he's classy, the doctor. He's a gentleman, eh?
Nothing, so be it, everything is arranged.
Your sister-in-law's cured, we get to rest, and we deserve it. Problem solved.
No, not everything. There's still one thing...
What? What did I leave out?
Who are you? Why have you done this for me?
I'm the Red Eagle, and I help people who need it.
Who did this to you? Who was it?
I'm thinking of creating a new tax.
The creation of a new tax would kill the people by starvation.
"The Life of Saturno" by Saturno García.
I'm Nuño de Santillana.
Ximena. Charmed.
I wonder what King Philip would say if he discovered what became his wealth.
It would be absurd to fall in love with a girl whose destiny is to become a nun.
Cardinal Mendoza?
How did you get in here?
I'm Fernando Álvarez de Toledo.
~ The Duke? ~ The Duke de Alba.
You'll give me what I ask or everyone will know you robbed and murdered the Marques de Su Montaña.
You want to work for me? I am offering you a job.
You ought to go. It'd be better for you.