All language subtitles for El nino es nuestro (1973) WEB-DL 1080p (clan-sudamerica)

He doesn't move. He's dead.

Argh. I don't know what to do now.

Mamen. Is he alive?

I don't know, Paloma. He isn't moving.

How's the child?

What do you want? Can't you wait?

No. Let him be. You all can come in.

Is he alive?

How is the child, Mamen?

I don't know. He isn't moving.

He's dead.

Yes, he's dead.

He's dead.

He lives. He's alive!

THE CHILD IS OURS

[Latin: "Hail Mary Most Pure"]

Ave Mar�a Purissima.

Conceived without sin.

Father, I am at fault: I've failed to respect my superiors,

I've lied, I've been disobedient, and I've spoken evil words.

Cursing, swearing, nothing more? And against the 6th?

Have you nothing else, son?

Those evil words, some of them were really bad.

Still... nothing more than the 6th?

Not at the moment. That Commandment doesn't go too easy on me.

Heh. How peculiar! You'll be the odd one out.

Fine. Now then, offer up three Hail Marys and a My Lord Jesus Christ.

Got it.

I'm going!

[Latin: "I absolve you in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen."]

Ego te absolve in nomine Patris, Filiii et, et Spiritus Sancti. Amen.

Eh? Faugh! He sure took off in a hurry.

Change the channel. That's not appropriate.

Um, it doesn't go over any further from here than this.

Then cut it off and put on some sacred music.

-Benford wins the British international cross...

Now it's giving out the Daily Headlines.

Leave it. At least it's something solemn.

Fine. There you are.

I don't think there's any need for a pompous ceremony or renouncing Satan, or the like.

For "pumping" it up, yeah...

You baptize him and you roll out the scroll.

I baptize you in the name of the Father, of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.

Come on, let's have the water.

Oh, really? And what's the name to be?

She's got me there. That's right: I let the most important part slip my mind.

You shall be called Florencio for the time being. Come on, let's have the water and oil.

Faugh! That's not much of a "will" for him.

Why don't you jostle him in the leg too, and see if the spot is spreading?

You're such a silly little girl; don't you see that's a birthmark? That doesn't mean anything.

Come on, Vulture, let's have the water.

Here it is.

Take it.

-communicated by telex... The Special Envoy information services for Spanish national radio and television-

-Luis Lopez of the Roof as seen through a riot-

Well worth it.

-more than a quarter of a century of uninterrupted war-

Jesus...

-sentence-

Jesus, hang on a moment.

-special envoy can not be-

Well, he's not a little Moor yet.

-envoy... Spanish Radio-

Pull that dryer back a little, Curro.

You might burn him.

-the statement, which prevents us from offering it in his own voice-

-has been thoroughly-

Come on, let's go have some fun.

You hearing much of anything, Dracula?

No; but now you stand watch a while, man. I haven't had anything to eat yet.

I'm hungrier than a blind man's dog. What's more, I'm the godfather.

Well, run along. And tell Manolo that he's up next.

Got it.

That's the stuff! But if that was the holy water-

Sorry, Big Guy. I didn't mean to do that.

Let's go! Come on down.

They're already there. Let's go.

Hang on.

Now.

Here they come. You go first, Mamen.

Aw, my poor little boy! Don't cry out to the heavens; come on.

How's he holding up, Paloma?

I think he's all right.

In the clear, just like clockwork. With those holes in it, we're not taking any chances.

Go on, you heard me. Run and play.

Here we go again! What a dragon he'll be! He just had to go now!

Don't cry.

Take it, Curro. See to its getting washed.

What a stench!

Enough of the washing, already. I'm sick of this.

It's your turn to wash, so...

Yeah, figures. Whenever it's my turn, that's when he leaks the most.

And the caking yesterday? Who got that off him, poor little rich boy?

Come on.

Hush your mouth, dude, I've heard it all from you. Is there anyone on duty out on the roof?

Yeah, Arturo. There's nothing to worry about.

Paloma, let me do the talcum powdering.

Suit yourself.

That's real nice! Isn't it?

This'll cool you off a lot.

Obviously.

Oh, poor thing, that must really sting.

Oops! There he goes again already.

Faugh, this kid seems to leak like a siphon.

So that's how he seems to you, poor little rich boy?

Sure, sure. Shut your trap.

Shut your own trap, retard.

This kid's dumping out everything. We're gonna have to buy more diapers.

Nobody's perfect.

Thirty parking fares, man.

That's friggin' expensive!

Seems so, but what can we do?

God squeezes but doesn't strangle; and anyway, money can't buy happiness.

Especially when you're little!

Time to relieve the guard. Who's taking over?

Vulture's up.

My fanny, am I taking over for myself!

That's not how it is! Arturo goes out, you're in between, and then Michelin's out there. Don't you see?

That's right. Then tomorrow they're playing truant from school to be on call for Cristina

and take care of the child for Manolo.

Great! I skipped out on mathematics.

But hey, are you ever gonna finish out my watch, or what?

[Spanish Westerns typically have the bad guy's horse run improbably slower than the hero's.]

If this is it, it's going to run slower than the bad guy's horse.

So get on with it, Vulture. Don't be such a drag; go carry out your obligation.

Whoa! Faugh, what a nuisance of a child!

Don't say that, stupid. Don't you know children are a blessing?

Just hold on a moment, man. I can't be everywhere.

My child.

Dracula, what's wrong? Why are you crying so much?

As if that matters to you. You do your own thing. Some guardian!

Let me have some peace and quiet.

I told you to go stand watch. Chatterbox!

Don't you see, Dracula? I've prepared a bottle in a water bath.

Come on, down the hatch.

See here.

Zounds! That's good stuff.

Let's see. Let me see this.

It's great.

Let me have a look.

Here come the girls.

Hello.

Hello.

-What is it?
-Hello. Hello.

-What are you doing?
-Hello.

-The photos?
-Yes...

You see how good this one is.

-Let's see...
-And this one's just the same...

-Let's see.
-Look, look.

-Let me see.
-Let me have a look.

What's to see?

So yeah, here's where I was.

Look. The best is the one Mar�a took.

Let me see.

-Take it.
-Let me have a look.

-Do you like how you look?
-That's Mar�a!

That girl with the pigtails.

Look, Paloma, here's a really good one of Dracula, don't you think?

Well, let's go see the child; it's getting late.

Are you ever gonna hush up, kid? This is what there is. You're very spoiled. As you ought to notice, you're an only child!

Well I'm not going to be wasting any time with you!

Too bad for you. I'll drink it myself.

Busted again!

What can I do? If he's not having it from me, I have to use it, don't I?

How is he?

Like I'd know! He wouldn't eat anything all day.

Why not?

Who knows? His head's stranger than a head of cabbage.

It's not as if they teach you these skills when you're with the men.

Dude. There goes the know-it-all.

See? All by herself. And she's the mother.

Where there's a mother's warmth, everything else goes away.

Right, so give me the bottle.

Hush, hush, pretty boy.

Let's eat.

Let's see.

Take it, take it.

Baby.

He doesn't like this milk.

Well, he hasn't eaten anything all day.

Why not give him spinach? It's very filling and it has lots of iron.

It's lentils that have the iron, you ninny. Anyway, he's still a baby.

What do you know about food?

Well, he's spurned this milk.

Go on, dude, it worked out all right for his uncle.

What can we do?

We'll have to try the goat.

That's a very easy thing to say...

Whenever you're up for it, man.

Look, here it comes. Here it comes, Curro.

God's really come through for us, Horns!

Go on! It's yours.

Crap on me...

Be still, turtledove.

Maybe it doesn't work for a male.

You're a silly girl. And what's with this, pipsqueak?

How rude.

Here, wash this.

More poop.

-Peeyew.
-Whoa.

Dracula...

Arturo, bring the water.

Got it.

You'll see. You'll see how pleasant the water is going to be.

Come on.

To the bath with the boy.

It's not too hot, is it? Let's see.

-Just so.
-It's very warm.

Careful. Look after my child.

Hey, don't cry, little one.

Hoy, be quiet.

Can I see it?

But weren't you on duty?

Yes, but I want to bathe him, please.

Fine, I'm going already. You're such a schmo.

Thank you, Arturo.

See. It was dirty.

Obviously, the poor thing was uncomfortable.

There you go, if you know about bathing and everything.

Hey Mamen, what do I do with this?

Put it in the bain-marie.

But can it take any more?

No man, that's gonna be thrown out right away.

It seems that thing's rather fond of you, eh, Vulture?

What, do you think that I'm as degenerate as you?

Which is to say, the goat's in love with Vulture.

Your father.

Ha ha! You're getting a purp [an erection].

-Hey guys.
-Hello.

Hey, wait up!

-Look at this.
-This is my cousin.

She brings me lots of things.

-Let's see.
-Here, this is for the child.

We know everything.

I'm Lolita's cousin and she's told me all about it.

But we haven't told anyone.

You're a filthy snitch.

Shut your trap, dimbulb.

We want to be in the gang. I'm the one who took the photo of you.

Well worth it; but you have to swear absolute silence, eh?

-I swear.
-I answer with them.

Good. Very good. Come, let's be on our way from here.

Hmph, there go some new sign-ons.

I'm a vampire, I'm half crazy,
When I get the National Radio at twelve,

I turn into an abomination.
Sucking blood is my greatest dream;

I go to the cemetery to digest it.
I'm a vamp-

Hello, Curro. How's the child?

I don't know; he does nothing but cry.

Go on down and don't make any noise. Dad's already gotten up twice tonight.

Hurts like a toothache.

Indeed. Good luck.

Eyah, eyah, eyah, eyah, eyah, eyah. Sleep...

-Eyah, eyah...
-What happens now?

Anyone's guess.

-Isn't this nice!
-Lovely.

So what is it?

Don't you see? A birthmark's not gonna be a cockroach.

Come, come.

Please Dracula, don't cry.

What happens next?

Maybe you got the pin wrong.

Or he's wet himself.

No way; I dressed him myself.

It could be that he's teething.

Yeah man, he is three months out.

He could be growing fangs. Maybe God has punished us for calling him Dracula.

You're being silly, girl.

It's not the pin or anything along those lines.

Maybe it's that he's sleepy.

No. He wouldn't sleep at all the whole night long. Neither did he want to eat.

He doesn't want anything. Everything gets spurned.

Then it's that you're going about it all wrong.

Shush.

What can we do?

Maybe he has to be vaccinated. My sister was vaccinated as a newborn.

Then why don't we vaccinate him?

Where and how?

In an Emergency Hospital.

How nice, Uncle Evaristo; and when they ask you for the birth certificate, then what?

We say we've "forgotten" it.

It's very risky. If they can put the pieces together, they'll really raise a fuss.

Well, we have to do something.

Don't cry, Paloma; we'll make it right, you'll see.

This is very bad, he's very hot, he must have high fever. You should call a doctor.

Then let's roll with him.

The child may die.

Hush; you'll jinx it.

It's best to plan for the worst, just in case.

The Bollard is right.

We'll wait until tomorrow. I'll stay with him all night.

I'll tell everyone in my house we're going hiking.

-And so will I.
-And I.

We'll all stay.

Right. To the bottom of the canyon.

We can't do that.

Not that it matters; but don't tell anyone.

No. Don't cry, pretty boy.

Let's see if you care for a sip.

There.

It's back.

This goat milk seems very bad to me.

How is he?

It's fatal.

He's sweating a lot. Must be nearly 40[�C].

It may be whooping cough or measles. When I was little I got very ill.

I'm getting very scared. We've got to get him vaccinated as we planned.

What do you think, Arturo?

All right. We vaccinate him. Our top priority is that the child gets well.

Then, if our parents find out, let the misfortune roll over me.

No. We say that he's all ours.

But I'm the father.

No. We all are. Nobody snitches. I have taken the oath.

That oath, I have taken.

Unto death.

What time is it?

Quarter after eight.

And what time do they open?

I don't know.

But this really can't wait.

Yeah, it's freezing!

The child is keeping cool.

Still the same?

-I see.
-It won't be long.

Look, maybe that lady over there is from the clinic.

Yes she is. Come on.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

Are you the nurse?

Yes, what's the matter?

It's that the child is sick.

In you go. Wouldn't do to catch a cold.

Come in.

Fine. What is it the child's got?

We don't know.

Wait a minute.

There, get those things off.

Whose is the creature?

He's my sister's, who couldn't make it here because she's ill.

Give me the child.

What about your mother?

I don't have a mother, and the father of the child is in Cuenca.

And why couldn't you call a doctor?

We didn't know any.

How peculiar! The boy's not well.

Children to see; let me through, let me through.

This is the doctor!

-Good morning.
-Good morning, doctor.

Wait a minute, little ones.

It's the doctor.

He's got a temper!

-What's going on?
-These youngsters have brought him in.

What are they saying?

I haven't gotten anything from them.

It'll have to wait.

Let's go, come in. The doctor wants to see you.

Well, well. Let's see. Where did you find this child?

You didn't steal him, did you?

No.

Where did you get him?

From the belly.

-What?
-Oh!

Nothing. He's made his escape.

Tell me the truth, and nothing will happen to you.

Let it be, let it be. We'd best be moving on.

None of that, boy. The child is very ill,

and if you don't tell me the truth, not only will I have to take all of you little ones down,

but I'll also have to call the police. If you please, nurse.

Yes, doctor.

All of you, come with me.

Let's go.

Right. We're going to take the data from the parents.

Who is the mother?

-I am.
-What is your name?

Paloma.

Paloma, and what else?

Paloma Mart�n L�pez.

Pa-loma... Mar-t�n... L�pez.

How old are you?

Fourteen, going on fifteen.

But how is that possible?

It's quite simple. He's lying. One day we went hiking in the snow and- Ow! Knock it off!

And the father, who is he?

Us.

All of you?

Yes. Only one, but we will not tell you his name. We took an oath.

And your parents, what did they have to say?

They know nothing. It would tick them off bigtime if they knew.

They are very old.

Like me, right?

Good girl. Give me your home phone number.

Or would you rather I dial 091?

-Yes.
-Shut up!

It's 243-7331.

A tramp, that's what you are, a tramp; just like your mother!

And if after 14 years she's been able to bring a child into this world...

...you've got to know how it's going to end.

Enough of the crying already. You're making me nervous.

Crocodile tears.

Would you give it a rest, Mama, please.

She's like her. No getting around it. Like mother, like daughter.

Very well. At least tell me who's the father.

The child belongs to everyone.

How's that? You're not telling me you did that with everyone?

No, Dad, just one. But the child belongs to everyone.

Who is it? What is his name? Who's the father?

I can not tell you. I have taken an oath.

Ah, yes. Well, too bad for you. I'll have to deal with this affair in my own manner.

Now I'm going to find a place for the child.

You'll see for yourself how quickly I'll arrange this.

No, please, Daddy. I'll take care of him. I'll take care of him, really.

She's a brazen one. You should take her to a correctional facility as soon as possible;

there is no one without the two. And "The goat always..."

Yes, I know, Mama, "...always takes to the mountain." Always takes to the mountain.

That, that is "...always to the mountain." To the mountain.

Arturo, come with us. The girls want to talk.

And Paloma?

She's at home. Her father gave her a chewing-out like you never saw.

Still, she hasn't told him anything. Don't worry.

Did they beat you?

No. Only she has been punished.

But they're going to send her to boarding school in Pamplona if she doesn't tell them who the father is.

And the child?

He's well enough despite everything that's happened. But he's going to be taken to one of those places

where they leave children who don't have any mother.

How can they do that? That's not possible.

Yes it is. Paloma's father is a beast.

He's just as old as our own.

But with even worse intentions because he's lame and has been through so much.

That's right.

And what can we do?

I don't know. But we've got to think of something soon.

We have to save the child no matter what.

And also Paloma.

Then you have to tell him everything.

Paloma's father has the means and the will to murder you.

Maybe not, if I reason with him.

I don't think so.

It seems to me, Arturo, that we're not gonna have any choice but to turn the matter over to that...

Well, you know.

What are you doing here?

Good morning, Paloma. We want to see your father.

You're all crazy. Go away.

Who is it?

Nothing, Dad. Some guys who're on the wrong floor.

Who is it?

The little boy's father!

What!?

The parents!

Who said that?

Us.

Excuse me. I want to talk to you about-

So you're the father of the child.

Yes, but the child belongs to everyone.

Are you willing to repeat that to anyone?

As long as you don't do anything to the child or Paloma.

We are also ready for anything. And proud of it!

All right. Come in. I'm going myself.

-Good afternoon. -Good afternoon. -Good afternoon.

Youngsters these days; you all ought to hang your heads in shame.

Nobody's perfect.

What you've done with Paloma has no name.

Yes he has. He's call Florencio.

Hmph! Shameless. If I were your mother...!

Shut up, you ninny; you're gonna ruin everything.

Paloma, my daughter. Take me to the toilet. This is giving me another twisting-up inside.

Oops! Oops! Aye yi yi yi yi! Oops!

She's off to ralph it, dude.

Here he comes.

Let's see, kids.

You and your name.

Arturo Sanchez Navas.

Give me your home phone number. I want to talk with your father.

Pardon me sir, but we'd rather leave our parents out of it.

I'd rather not.

It's a personal matter.

We are ready to take care of the child.

Ah yes. How do you figure?

Well, right now we're working with nothing. But we'll work on doing whatever it takes.

Don't go thinking that's as easy as it seems. You have to legalize the situation first; then God decides.

Please give me your phone number.

What is it? Weren't you so very brave? You were ready for anything, right?

What do you expect?

Little boy.

256-7335

I hope you're on good terms with him. You think Papa can stomach it?

Absolutely not. My son wasn't home. It wasn't authorized.

[i.e. "I'm not about to wear this albatross around my neck."]

It would be a scandal and I'm not about to shoulder the owl just like that.

It's the norm. He should marry her.

It's not the norm. It's just the most convenient for you.

For everyone. He's the boy's father. It's logical that he take responsibility.

Well! That's what you say, but it remains to be seen.

God knows who the new creation will turn out to be.

It's not just me saying it, it's your son too. He came to my house to notify us.

-It's true, Dad. I'm-
-You shut your trap.

No one asked you anything. What do you know about life, you dunce?

But it's true: I'm the father.

What makes you think you're the father?

Tell us, what?

Because I did that with her.

What a beast, yet!

But who told you that you were the one?

Father, I'm begging you, please, don't talk that way about Paloma.

Then close your mouth and don't interrupt your elders while they're in discussion.

Please Arturo, don't turn a blind eye; he thinks it's a son of his and has the blood of your blood.

Would you mind not being such a drama queen? Enough with this nonsense already!

Let me settle this matter my own way.

But it's not right, Arturo. You can't-

Cristina, I beg of you, don't tell me what I have to do. Please don't get on my case.

Very well, as you wish.

Well, I'll tell you what we can do.

This is your concern only. And your little girl's.

I believe, Arturo, that we ought to help them-

You don't believe anything.

Papa sure is stubborn, eh?

So in the end, I have to resort to other methods, as it seems we aren't coming to any friendly agreement.

I would have preferred to avoid a scandal...

What do you mean? Are you threatening me?

No. Merely be advised that we'll be taking the matter to court of law,

and the tribunals will decide.

[i.e. "The birds have come home to roost."]

There he goes: the eggs have hatched, Uncle.

What are you boys doing here? Go on, do your homework.

Hold on, this is getting really thrilling. Have a look through here if you like.

Let's see...

Arturo, what if we were to have a talk with my cousin Leopold?

Why do that?

They've wanted to adopt a child. They've been waiting two years.

That man's an idiot.

But he's good.

He's a fool of a doctor.

Would that I were such a fool!

Where's the family jewel of the house?

Ah! So here you are. How nice! How nice! Eh, heh. Coochy coochy coochy coochy...!

What a dapper fellow! Look at how cute he is.

He's so cute! We can name him Leopoldo.

Yeah.

He's called Florencio.

Florencio? That's so banal!

Ah! But is he baptized yet?

Of course, that's what we baptized him as ourselves.

That's really a rather ugly name.

He can't go roaming the earth with a name like that. It can go either way. We can try Luis Alfonso, eh?

None of that. The child is ours.

Yes, but we'll be, from now on, his parents.

No, he's only on loan. We can come see him and be with him.

It is just until we're older, isn't it?

No. That's not convenient.

Otherwise, he'd never get accustomed to his new parents. Besides, once the adoption's arranged, it's totally irrevocable.

No sir. That's not what we were told.

You shut your trap. Nobody's given you any candle in this funeral.

We've comported ourselves pretty well with you, so now you start demanding the moon and the stars.

We're the parents, so he have a right to demand the moon and the stars, don't we?

It's true.

I'm the child's father.

And I'm yours. Don't start getting on my nerves!

Please Arturo, calm down.

Girl, would you sign here?

Who, me?

Yes indeed. Come here.

Read this document and sign it.

Where?

Here at the cross.

Don't sign it, Paloma.

What?

Don't sign. They'll take him from us.

Paloma, hurry. Sign it at once.

Don't listen to your father.

No, I won't sign. The child is mine.

Understand, Paloma, that you're still children. They'll take better care of him. Later you can get married and have others.

Then why don't they have any?

They can't.

Really, it's that easy!

Shut your trap, hussy-boy.

It'll be for you, fat cat.

I'm sorry, but if the mother doesn't sign, there's nothing to be done, gentlemen.

Legally, it's essential to have the waiver from her in writing.

[i.e. "You haven't seen the last of us!" or "What goes around comes around!"]

Let that be as it may, sir. Couriers we are, and you shall meet us again on the way.

Then what else can be done?

Only one thing. You already know what the solution is.

What is the solution?

The solution is A intersecting B intersecting C being equal to 6.

Now you do the graphing.

You all have... half an hour.

Hey. That's Curro there.

Don Mariano, may I go visit the service station for a moment? I'm not feeling so good.

Fine, but don't dawdle.

Thank you.

What's going on?

Arturo, they're taking Paloma to an institute in the interior this afternoon. Mamen told me.

Where?

I don't know. She's headed for Pamplona and wants to see you before she goes.

And the child?

I don't know what they did with him. Mamen says she'll see us at the pond when we get out of class.

I'm with you. Get the word out to the others. I'll tell Vulture. See you later.

Got it.

Here you go. This is the ticket. My father has been handling this very well.

And how is the child, Paloma?

He's beautiful. He knows me when he sees me and reaches out with his little arms.

You're sure they'll take care of him at home?

That's what my father said. There'll be a maid to come take care the child and my grandma.

I'm only spending this year in the interior. Then we'll get married for real.

Your father has promised this to me.

I don't trust so much as a whisker from your father.

Neither do I. He treads a very crooked path.

It's true. He rarely changes his mind. There'll be a hitch in it somehow. They're capable of anything.

Don't you think we'd better post a guard at the foundling's door just in case?

-Yes.
-Agreed.

Got it. Also, with these new additions we can do shorter shifts and more of them.

No. We'll take turns doing two-hour shifts in the usual order. You start, Dracula.

Ho! It always has to be me first.

Don't complain. Do it for the child; because you're his godfather.

If I'd known, I would've said nothing.

If you want, we can start on it ourselves.

There is that...

Nothing doing, cutie. You're still in the running for it. You'll start tomorrow or the next day.

Well. What do you expect? Say your farewells to Paloma and be on your way.

Goodbye, Paloma.

Goodbye, Dracula, you're really a regular guy.

Let's see if we're gonna have another child, eh?

The thief believes that everyone is just like himself.

Hey, you! The way she'll be, I'll never have taken so much as a thread of that.

One day I'm gonna be so furious, I'll make it hot for you, butthead!

Go on, flakazoid!

Well, let's get those guards organized.

Got it.

Let's see. Who's got a paper and pencil?

Here. I've got it.

Bring it.

Let's see.

First guard: Dracula.

Want to go for a walk?

As you wish.

So pretty at that age, eh, Pilona?

Yeah, they seem to be more for real.

Paloma.

What?

I'm thinking of leaving here with you.

No, you'd better stay. You have to see to it that nothing happens to the child.

It's that it really hurts that you're leaving. I can't bear being without you.

Don't worry. I'll write to you every day.

So will I.

Use my father's return address so they won't take the cards away from me.

Yes, and you write me at Mamen's home. It hasn't come to their attention at your childhood school?

No. My father told them he's relocated to Pamplona and therefore...

In mine, they know nothing about me. They might as well be on the moon. Shall we sit here?

Sure.

Arturo.

What, Paloma? What is it?

I'm scared.

Scared of what?

That some day you won't love me anymore.

Don't say that, please. I'll love you for the rest of my life. Also, I think children really strengthen the bond.

We've really gotten ourselves tremendously tangled up.

It was all my fault.

No, I was the culprit.

We were both. I love you, Paloma. I love you more than every day before.

Forgive me.

I have nothing to forgive. I'd have another now. If you wanted.

No, please, Arturo.

Dude, just sayin'.

There you go, it's four now. I have to go home. The train leaves at five.

May I give you a kiss goodbye?

Sure.

May I give you many more?

Don't start that again, Arturo.

It's not as if there's time to do anything foolish. Don't worry.

Come on, let's go.

Are you going to behave yourself with me, Arturo?

I'll be a regular man of the cloth. Honest. I won't look at anyone else. You're all that matters to me.

I won't be able to get along so well without you and the child.

A year must pass. After that, nevermore shall the three of us be parted.

I can't endure it alone for so long.

You can if you will. I have an idea. Let's do this one thing.

What's that?

Always think of me at ten. Every day. Whenever it's ten, you think of me, and I'll think of you.

Every time it's ten, we'll be thinking about one another. Get it?

Got it.

It's a little sappy but it's sweet. I've seen it in a movie.

I agree. Therefore, I'll always have to stop the clock right at ten.

No, not like that; that's cheating. Come on. What time is it now?

It's ten.

Liar! It's only ten after four. Let's go.

The train bound for Pamplona is conducting itself out to track 6.

The train bound for Pamplona is conducting itself out to track 6.

What time is it, Arturo?

I don't know. I always have it at ten.

Why's that?

Personal reasons.

I don't know what's going on. I worry. I think I'm getting old.

Why's that?

I don't know. But I've got this overpowering desire to go love-seeking.

You're flaking out.

I'm older now. And it's normal. Hey, how's it feel when you're hitched?

I know that! Sometimes it's really good and others it's really bad. Right now, for example, I feel like dying.

Yeah, but in the cabin you got all "purped up" [sexually aroused], eh?

You would know about that.

If you promise not to tell anyone, I'll tell you a secret.

I promise.

I'm in love.

With whom?

You won't tell?

No.

With Mar�a.

Is that the girl with the pigtails and buck teeth?

Yes, yes, the buck teeth. But I feel like a runaway train.

Well.

Ho hum, how boring.

It's only ten minutes to the changing of the guard.

Who's next?

Michelin, Cristina, and Lolita.

Look, here comes a car.

There it goes! That looks like him.

Come on.

There's the car.

But is that Paloma's father?

Yes.

-Are you sure?
-Quite sure.

What do we do?

You all stay here in case he leaves. I'll go notify Arturo.

But... well, lads, where are you off to in such a hurry?

The father's gone, but he's left the child.

Let's get in there!

Ma'am.

Listen, please!

Leave me alone.

Come on!

Heeey, kids!

We want to see the manager.

He's not in.

Go on, move it on out, move it on out.

Not as if you're in command!

You have an appointment, perhaps?

No, but it is very urgent. They stole our child.

-Move it on out. Go on, out with you, move it on out.
-We don't want to; he's our son!

-Please, let us through.
-Please, go on, move it on out.

What's going on, Ferm�n?

Go on, move it on out.

Nothing. These guys, they're talking nonsense. Go on, out with you, go away!

Lay off, Ferm�n. What do you want, little ones?

Are you the director?

Yes. I am. What's happening?

Nothing. It's what's going to happen. We've been robbed of our son and they've brought him here.

Don't say such weird things, children.

It's the truth. They've been in here with him for an hour or so.

Look. This is him. It has to be!

I don't know. A great many children arrive here and I can't get a good look at all of them.

Besides, I just arrived from Vitoria.

Well, he's our son. And the crippled old man with white hair who brought him, that's Paloma's father.

Who's Paloma?

The child's mother. She's in Pamplona and we want our child back.

That's right, ma'am, he's ours. I've seen him before, and as he was being brought in too.

It's true. I've seen him with my own eyes.

Yes, he has a mole on his leg.

A crippled boy and with a mole?

Nooo. The cripple is Paloma's father and the child's the one with the mole.

I don't get you at all, little ones. And I've got no time to waste. We've got a meeting of the Board and-

But listen up, this is a robbery! We can tell it's him. He's a chubby blond guy and has-

Yes, a mole, I already know. But all children look the same. Sorry. Yeesh! Leave me be.

You've no right. You're just bullies.

Ferm�n, show these children to the door.

This is a scam!

That's enough already; tell it to the judge. Let's go.

It's a robbery. The child is ours.

-Right. Let's go. Let's go.
-The child is ours. -No need to push.

We're going by ourselves.

Sure, man, sure. Right...

Here, as soon as one puts on a hat, he's believed to be a...

Boy, what a country!

Out with you. To the streets.

Are you here already?

-Where's Mom?
-In the kitchen.

Let's go.

Mama. They have stolen the child.

Whaaat!?

Yes, Paloma's father has taken him to the foundlings' home or whatever and has left him there.

That's not possible.

Yes it is; Dracula saw it.

I can't believe it.

It's the truth, Mama. You have to help us. We went to claim it and they wouldn't hear our case.

Who hasn't heard your case?

That'd be the director who's in command.

A big fat disgusting auntie type.

It's true, Mom.

Children, don't even say that in jest about a servant of the Lord.

Well, that's one filthy glutton of a servant!

You have to help us.

Well now we're going to have dinner, and then we'll try to fix it. Sit.

Maybe it was a false alarm.

No, Mom, it's true. Call Paloma's father if you like, and see. Please call him.

All right, give me the phone.

243-7331

Leave it. I'll open it.

Good evening, sir.

Hello Dolores.

Faugh, that's what was missing.

No answer.

He must be off traveling.

Yes, but with the grandmother too?

She's deafer than a gypsum cat!

-Hi Dad. -Hello.
-Hi Dad.

-Hello Arturo.
-Hello.

What's for dinner?

Rice with clams.

Who are you calling?

Paloma's father.

He's abandoned the child. They led us to the hospice.

Hang up now. That's not our business.

It is too ours.

Well, fine. I don't care. I have no desire to argue. Let's have a feast in peace.

Hang up and come sit at the table at once.

We have to help Arturo. At the end of the day, it's the son of our son.

I said, we're having a feast in peace.

Let's go, kids.

What is it? Don't like the soup?

I have no appetite.

Then go to bed.

Go on. It seems that today we have one left sitting.

No, Dad. It's one who's gotten up. We don't have any appetite either.

They've left without their dinner.

Let them. That's how they learn.

You shouldn't be so hard on them, Arturo.

Go on. You do look like you have some appetite.

Maybe I do have some appetite but... How's it go?

"Man does not live by bread alone..."

I love you very much, Paloma. I do not wish to grieve you...

...but I have some bad news.

Your father has taken the child to a place to abandon him, and they won't give him back to us.

We can do nothing more at the moment.

Mamen. These are two new volunteers. They've come to help.

They are very young lads. We are many.

They're very good people and they've taken the vow. They won't rat us out.

Well done. However, please don't bring any more, or else all of Spain will be in on this!

And don't distract me now; I'm studying.

Sit around and keep quiet, eh?

As two tombstones.

Hello.

Without so much as a peep.

My mother's a good sort and wanted to help us, but can't do anything, the poor dear. My father's scared.

Paloma, we most urgently need to have you here with us.

Here it goes. Look what it says here.

What's up?

That the child, for up to six months, is not considered to have been abandoned.

So?

Well, if we stake a judicial claim before six months are up, they would have to give him to us.

Are you sure?

Of course. It's right here. The way it works is that you have to retrieve the mother.

May I see it?

I'm not so sure about that. This says that if at any beneficial establishment the child is delivered without data-

that is, without saying who the father or mother is-he'll automatically be considered abandoned.

So he's registered there and then and made ready for anyone who wants to adopt.

And that's just what I imagine they'll do if we don't hurry.

What can we do?

I think we should consult a lawyer. Maybe he knows more than we do.

Still, I don't know. I don't think the lawyer knows so much more than you. Here's the code.

[Pernambuco in Brazil is (in)famous for the crafty lawyers from its elite law school.]

He's not really going to tell you anything, and he'll charge you a nest egg. It's the Pernambuco trick.

I believe that if we can demonstrate he's ours, they'll have to return him us.

Yeah, so how do we do that, hotshot? We're lacking witnesses, or didn't you know that?

We saw it, we're all witnesses.

We're all minors. Our word isn't worth squat.

It takes the testimony of the doctor who attended and the midwife. And you know who they were?

No.

I was the doctor, and these two and you were the midwives. Or don't you remember?

Let's see.

Why don't we just steal him? Whoever robs a thief gets a hundred years' pardon.

You have to do these things legally. We are in the right, aren't we?

I think it's best to get Paloma back. I've already said as much in the letter.

Yes, but with her being the turkey she is, she wouldn't dare to make a break from her boarding school.

Take it.

And besides, they'd catch her. They'd call the nuns down on her home, and the police.

That's true. It's dangerous.

Then why don't you fire off a telegram from her father?

What?

There he goes. That guy's a genius.

And full of crap. What's going on is that his father works at the post office. So, like, whatever!

Look, here it is.

Got it.

Give me a form, please.

-You can have it.
-Got it.

There.

Let's see.

Destination: Paloma Mart�n

Sender: Richard Mart�n, or Paloma's father.

'Course.

Put the text there.

What do I write?

Well, say: "Request that Paloma Mart�n be authorized to come to Madrid because... because her grandmother is dying." "Hugs and-"

You're crazy. That'll cost an eye from your face! You have to write as little as possible.

Then put "Grandma dead, stop. Authorize Paloma to come, stop. Hugs-"

No "hugs" at all; it's more respectful to say "Greetings." And "Grandmother sick" is better.

And neither should be passed on.

Clearly; and furthermore, if it occurs to them to come condole him themselves, we're down the crapper.

Dandy.

[The child hasn't been named yet.]

Give me "you," the child.

-Ricura.
-He's heavenly. -Pretty.

Just as advertised.

-Farewell, sister.
-Good luck.

What's going on?

I don't know whether it's him.

Have you seen the mole?

Not as if you can see anything. It's all covered up.

They're out here!

Let's go.

Hurry.

Can you tell me what time it is?

It's ten after twelve.

That's a pretty child you've got there. Can we see?

Why yes, certainly!

Look. He's gonna have some very chubby legs.

Yeah, eye-catching.

I like children a lot, don't I?

Yeah, let me see it.

Aye, what a chub he is! That's a rich kid.

Nah. It's not him. Let's be going.

What'd you say?

Nothing, nothing. Don't mind our doings...

Bloody little hooligans.

And the woman replied: "I have no husband." Jesus said:

"Well said. You say 'I have no husband' because you have had five husbands and the one you have now is not your husband."

"On this, you've spoken truly." The woman said to him: "Sir, I see that you are a prophet."

"Our fathers worshiped on this mountain, yet you claim that the place for worship is Jerusalem."

Jesus answered, "Believe me, woman. The time is coming when neither on this mountain nor in Jerusalem..."

Don't worry, everything will work out. There are some new kids who are helping us a lot.

Now we are going to the post office to send an urgent telegram to the director, on behalf of your father so that...

Miss Paloma Mart�n, please stop by the Director's office.

Miss Paloma Mart�n, please stop by the Director's office.

"...worshipers must worship in spirit and in truth." The woman said to him: "I know that the Messiah is coming who is called Christ."

"When he comes he will tell us everything." Jesus said...

And he must have some very plump legs, right?

Yes, very handsome, look, look.

Bah, it's not him either.

-What?
-Nothing, nothing, carry on, carry on.

How barbaric!

Paloma is back.

-What'd you say?
-They're waiting for you in Poplar Grove.

What should I do?

Wait a minute, Curro. Now I'm sending Vulture to you.

Do me a favor, man.

If you want, I'll stay with you.

Well now, that's a different matter.

To me, that would be embarrassing.

Hail, hail to the couple, eh, dude?

Go for a walk, walk.

Enough is enough. This looks like the end of a movie.

What joy to be together again.

Now they give us the child, don't they?

Yes. Tomorrow. We'll all go together to reclaim him.

Where am I going to stay tonight?

Everything is prepared.

In the attic?

No. They destroyed everything. It'd be dangerous to go back there.

Then where?

There.

In the carriage?

Yes, we've arranged it the best we could. It used to be ghastly. Yet now it has everything, right?

Yes, it's very nice.

It's got lighting, and everything.

It's really been made stupendous!

See?

It's like a bachelor's pad.

How's it look to you, Paloma?

It's lovely.

It's a bit of a distance from our homes, but no matter. This way, no one will discover it.

I'll be staying with you at night, like back when you were going to have the baby, remember?

Now it's as if we were back to our anticipating.

Yeah...

Well, that's enough. Indulge yourself in romanticism.

Let's see. Let me.

Look. Bedroom.

How nice!

Like it?

Sit.

I'll come here when they're all asleep and leave at six.

At home, they'll never know. You'll see.

And you have three blankets in case you get cold.

Don't worry about anything. Nobody ever comes out here. It's a dead end.

How spooky!

Well, come on. Let's get going. Tomorrow there's a lot of work to be done.

I'll be back in a little while, Paloma.

-Goodbye. -Goodbye.
-Goodbye. -Goodbye.

-Goodbye Palomeja.
-Goodbye Paloma.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

I LOVE YOU MORE THAN EVERY DAY BEFORE. -ARTURO.

You've sure got the luck. You're getting it together.

And here it's less than a league from Papa's chauffeur.

Let's go.

Mar�a, Mar�a, Mar�a, Mar�a. Oh, what a state I'm in!

I just don't understand how my father could have done such a thing.

Think no more of it, Paloma. Tomorrow we'll show them we're the parents and they'll give him back to us.

He might not be there anymore.

He is so there.

We've checked all the outlets. Also, it takes a few days for them to be adopted.

We've kept tabs on everything.

So how do we prove that he's ours?

That's the trouble. It's very difficult. No one believes us.

Maybe your parents can explain.

As if they're going to speak up! They won't talk. It's better not to count on them or the notary; or any of them.

They just wanted to get rid of the child.

So they won't give him to us.

Right. Tomorrow we'll talk to the nun; and if she doesn't pay attention to us, we denounce her.

Arturo.

What, Paloma?

Did you remember me?

Yes, every day. And I've dreamed of you a lot too.

What did you dream?

Many things. Some of them can't be recounted.

Why not?

Because... they're a bit green [off-color].

I've dreamed about you too.

Green [off-color] things?

Sometimes. That's not so bad, is it?

No.

-Paloma.
-What?

I've really been wanting to do... that.

No, Arturo.

Still, you understand. I can't help myself.

No, Arturo. You swore to me we wouldn't do that anymore.

Please, Paloma. I'm already a man.

No, Arturo. I've sworn it.

I have the right. It's as if you were my wife.

But what's with you, Paloma?

Don't you ever count the cost of what's going on?

Yes, please forgive me. I won't do it. I love you so much!

Paloma, please don't cry. I won't do it. I swear we won't do anything.

Thank you, Arturo. I love you very much.

See? Oh, Sister, Sister. Aye, what a precious thing!

There he goes! But if that's the child...

It's him! It's the child. I recognized it as him, dead certain.

But did you get a good look?

Yes, I'd rather have given him to one of Arturo's uncles than to this vile half-fruity fat cat in the chalet.

So what do we do?

-They're gonna bring him out.
-We've got to rescue him somehow!

Heads up! There they are.

-Let's go for him.
-Wait until the nun leaves him.

-Yes, truly, I'm quite taken.
-Indeed.

-That's him they're taking.
-Let's go.

Here goes. If it's not him...

There he goes. Look. There's quite a commotion there.

Yeah, for real, they've gotten caught up in it.

What we do, Arturo?

Are we gonna come to their defense?

You wait here. Let's go.

No, no. There's nothing we can do.

But he's our son.

It doesn't matter. We're going to wrap this up ourselves and then it will be much worse for her.

That's right. We'll lay claim in court. The deadline hasn't passed, and we have the right.

Exactly; also that guy must be at least a black belt. Bit of a bruiser!

-Riff-raff!
-This is how foreigners already seemed to be to me!

You're going to lodge a complaint.

[i.e. "This won't just be water under the bridge."]

Of course. This isn't just going to be borages in the water.

Let's go. And since's there's no electric chair if not-

Well said!

Silence!

-What?
-I know. It's a major hassle.

So what do we do?

Nothing. Just wait.

Are they condemned?

I don't know, but what's important is that the child be returned to us.

Now we talk to the lawyer; that guy who looks smart and talks smoothly.

Yes, but he's neither shutting up nor under the water.

Mamen, Mamen, they're already leaving!

Have you already finished?

What happened?

-What happened?
-No, nothing, nothing.

-What happened?
-Nothing.

You see, the hearing has been postponed. They're underage. And they belong to another jurisdiction.

But are they free?

Yes, but the trial has to be held in the Juvenile Court.

They can't leave Madrid for any reason at all.

And the child?

What child?

Ours. We've had him taken from us; isn't that some kind of crime of theft, or something?

To charge someone with theft, you'll first have to demonstrate that the child is yours.

Do you understand? And it's no simple matter.

It's better for you to quit while you're still ahead.

Nothing doing. We're not about to let the child go just like that.

You shouldn't make things more complicated than they already are.

But he's ours; the law has to give him to us by right. There has to be some recourse for proving it.

That's right.

Sorry kids. I'm not going to charge you anything for this, not a penny; but please don't kick this can to me.

I've pulled your head out of the fryer.

But don't we have the right?

See here, do what you want. Count me out. Goodbye. Take care. May it go well for you.

Guess we'll have to steal him.

The first thing is getting in there.

Yes, but it has to be done carefully. We'll have to strike in the night.

In the daytime, there are a lot of people here. They'd pick up on us right away and it'd be hazardous.

Also, we've got school.

Hey, look.

What's up?

Don't you see that one guy over there?

The one on the tricycle?

Yeah.

Why?

Come quickly.

Hold back!

Did you see that?

He's come to call.

So what's happening?

Well, don't you see? That guy's gonna go in.

Fine morning God's giving us, Paquito.

Of course, that's the milk distributor! I can also be the milkman myself, can't I?

That's right.

That's right. Curro's got it right. Isn't that how it looks to you, Arturo?

It's a good idea.

But they're sharp.

Bah, it's routine.

Don't go pimping, dude.

You're just jealous.

Well, fine. Now we go buy him off. Then tomorrow we see if we can slip two of ours in with him.

Me! I'm up for it!

You can't. They'd recognize you. They have to be guys who've never been there.

Careful! Hide yourselves; he's coming.

Hey, kid!

What's up?

Hey, dude. You work here?

I bring the milk every day, man.

So you're allowed to roam around the house?

If I feel like it, yeah.

And you get to look at all the children?

Naturally. My sister has a child there from a boyfriend who made her belly swell up

before going into the military, so...

Have you ever seen this face there?

Oh... who knows. There's a whole stack.

You want to make some dough?

Man, a go-fer gets tired of chopping wood. So who's got to be killed?

Nobody, man; it's just a reconnaissance job.

Here are the first 20 bills. Now we'll tell you what you have to do.

Here goes!

Milk.

Coming.

This is all we've got left.

Paquito is already arriving.

[i.e. "Speak of the devil and he shall appear."]

Go get it, sister. We've just heard from the Lord. Or, same deal, speaking of the King of Rome, through the door he appears.

-Good morning, sister.
-Hello, Paco.

-Good morning, sister.
-And these? How many fellows today?

They're new. They've taken up with their patron go-fetch getting themselves educated.

-Splendid. Go for it, go for it, go for it.
-I'll teach them.

So take a walk around, children, and see to educating yourselves.

-Good day.
-Good day, sister.

But Paquito, son, they're awfully young.

They're no more than lads. The thing is, they're stunted.

Ah, well. Fine. Keep hauling. To the work.

And the glory of the Lord. That's one of the healthiest things out there.

Can I teach them about the house, sister?

As you wish, Paco. You're the one in charge of all that, you know.

Thank you, sister. Let's go.

As for you, sister, get that milk warmed up while I dedicate myself to other pursuits.

Take it. Put that there.

This is the children's dining room.

Everybody knows who he is.

They're pretty big.

This must be the students' section

Come on, let's go.

Hang on a moment.

"Dining Students."

Good day.

Good day.

Good day.

Come on.

Look here, see? Through this door are the sleeping nuns, and the other to the left is for social workers.

Doesn't it even have a guard?

Yes. The concierge takes turns every three hours, and there are two more for each hall.

Checkpoint, and door.

"Door To Right: Sleeping Nuns."

100, 200, 300; these 200 make 500, and 200 more for the milk cart. We don't have any more.

-That's fine, thank you.
-Oy, what a chap.

-Here's hoping you'll be lucky!
-See you later. -Goodbye, Paco.

Have you seen the child?

No. Paco didn't want us to go in. Anyway, we didn't meet him.

And they all look nearly the same.

Bring the floor plans.

I can't draw it very well, but it's something like this.

The garden is here, but we've got to go through the back door.

There's always a nun on duty. Not here, however, because they're in the kitchens.

Fine. So the first thing we've got to do is to get two mold impressions of the keys.

One from the back door and the other from the garden gate. That's essential.

Now that's settled, who'll be our leader?

The one who's going to be the leader, that's me. And the assault will be on Tuesday night.

-Good.
-Fine. I'll be the second.

Then I'm not pulling this heist. You seem to think I'm the bellhop.

No. Not at all. Here we have no leaders at all. We're all in on this heist as a brotherhood.

Now that's another matter.

Sure is.

Fine. Now we need a volunteer to take an impression of the locks.

I'm up.

-Take care and make haste.
-Got it; I'm going now.

-What are you doing, girl?
-Nothing; just lost something.

-Are you trying to get through?
-No, I'm waiting for my mama.

Move your feet, come on, come on.

-They've caught her already.
-Go on, man. I knew it. He that beds down with children...

-Have a seat here and be a good girl, eh?
-All right.

Hellooo...

-Here she comes.
-Fast work.

-Got it?
-Yes.

All right, stop right here.

Let's see it. Where is it?

-Here you go! I've been chewing it.
-Are you a moron or what!

Go on! Go do it again, girl; you are such an idiot.

You're such a wastrel when no one's watching you.

What'd you expect? It's the first heist I've ever pulled.

-Get a move on!
-Oy.

Testing... Testing... Testing... Vulture speaking. Can you hear me, Mamen? Over.

Do you hear me? This is Vulture speaking.

Perfectly. Over. This is proceeding just fine. Over.

Good. Take this with you so you can alert us from outside if you see anything happening.

Can I speak?

Yes, take it. But don't go breaking it, Mar�a. This button is to transmit, and for you to talk

and this is to receive.

-All right. Do I have to say "over" to him?
-Of course.

How many times?

As many as you want.

Vulture, this is Mar�a. Over. This is Mar�a. Over. Vulture, is Curro there? Over.

Yes he is. Over. Now I'm passing you to him. Over.

This is Curro speaking. Over. Who is it? Over.

This is Mar�a. Over.

Pardon me; it's a private matter.

What do you want? Over.

There it goes! I've been cut off.

Say something stupid.

I love you. Over.

Take the key.

A good job, eh?

Well, how much?

Each one's 50 cents.

Faugh, it's not as if they were the keys to heaven.

Heh, who knows, kiddo?

-That's true...
-Come on, let's go.

How's it work?

Look at it. Here are the poles, the positive and the negative.

And when the two are crossed, they produce a spark and the apparatus goes off. If not, it doesn't go off.

Good. Everything is prepared for tonight. If anyone's not up for it, you've still got time to split.

Any more questions?

Are we gonna put socks on our heads, or go with the hair?

The hair. Right now we'd better stay calm. It's essential.

We'll concentrate on the door of the Foundlings' Home. H-hour will be at half-past-three, are we agreed?

So who wakes me up at that hour?

Organize yourselves however you can. Make your escape from your house and be there at half-past-three. Don't wait for anyone.

At that time we have to enter the building. Anyone not there when time runs out is off the heist.

Well, that's a rather wretched time; and I don't have an alarm clock.

Then pray an Our Father to the souls in Purgatory that they're... successful.

Good. Let's prepare several things.

We'll be going by bike. I'll bring Paco's milk cart.

We have two hours to find the child.

Once we've got this done, we'll put him in the cart and get going.

Then where to?

-To wherever. It doesn't matter.
-But... for all time?

Paloma and I, yes. The rest of you can do whatever you want.

We'll split up into groups once we're inside, as we've planned it.

Then we'll act with the greatest discretion.

Now let's synchronize watches.

-Here goes. -OK, boss. -Got it.

Hey, what time have you got?

Almost half-past-three.

Don't need anybody, right?

Yes, Tequila and Mejut�n.

Look, here they come.

Hello, dudes.

Perfect.

Arturo. Look what I brought.

That's worthless. It's a fake.

-Let me bring it.
-Yes, but at night it looks real.

This is nonsense. Put it away.

-Take it.
-You hear me, Vulture? Over.

It's getting late. The first group is moving out. Let's go!

Carefully, eh?

Carefully.

Gradually...

Wait a moment here.

Hold still.

Go.

Let's go.

Forward.

-Be careful, Arturo.
-Come on. Let's go hide.

Run.

Look, Mamen, look.

The watchman. We have to warn them.

This is Mamen speaking; there's trouble, a watchman. Over.

Very fat.

Do you read me? Over.

They don't read me. They're going to get caught. We've got to warn them somehow.

So what do we do?

Take Paloma. Establish contact. I'll distract him from over there. And you, run a warning in to them.

I'm with you.

Speak to them, Paloma.

Watchman!

Go away!

Watchman!

Go awaaay!

Now, now.

Ayeee!

Who's there?

-There she goes! She's in.
-They're going to get caught.

Get your gloves on.

Yes, what is it? Over.

Danger. A watchman has gone into the garden. Danger. He is armed.

Careful. Everybody hit the ground.

Watchman!

Watchman!

Watchman!

Go away! Go away!

Watchman!

Go away! Go on already!

There he goes. He's taken the key.

-Those guys are idiots. He's left the setting as is.
-What about Mar�a? She's in there as well.

So how do you go about getting out now?

I know that.

-I think we've got a problem.
-What is it?

That guy closed the door and he's taken the key.

The imbecile; this is the "forsaken" setting.

I thought you were gonna be carrying it.

But you're a ditz!

-Someone's coming.
-Everybody hit the ground.

I don't mean to frighten you. It's me. I came here to warn you and got left inside.

It's gone missing.

Well, there's no time to lose. That means we've got a ways to go to swipe the key for the front door

which will be in the porter's lodge.

And the one for the kitchen; do you have it?

Yes, here it is

Come on. Move your feet.

What's the deal now?

Just what I'd pictured. They've bolted it shut.

We'll have to tear out the door.

No. That could wake somebody up. Follow my lead.

-Then climb.
-Faugh.

I'm capable of getting up there.

You're crazy, Dracula.

What's that?

Anyone's guess.

Where will that window take you?

It's the ironing room. Nobody there.

I'm going up.

Be careful. It's very dangerous.

Hold on tight; you can throw open the corridor, Dracula.

I'll try to get down there and open the door to you.

It's best not to try. There are nuns on duty; they'll find us.

It's all right. Look for a rope.

That's it. We can all climb up.

I can't.

It seems to me there's some kind of jinx ["gafe"]. Or eye-glass ["gafa"].

Mamen speaking. Any news?

No. All's quiet. Over.

Come on, Vulture, on up.

Well, so far as can be expected. Over.

Don't let go.

Knock it off, you're stepping on me.

Bingo.

Going through.

Come on, lads.

Faster, man.

Good. Let's see now.

Remember. Each one of you go with your group and carry out your mission.

We'll see you in the hall upstairs within a quarter of an hour.

Yes.

Hey, give me the chloroform.

Take it.

Don't make any noise.

Come on, let's go.

There are at least eight. Let's get everything ready.

That's it.

What do I, Curro?

You go knock out the ones over there. We have to divvy up the work. I can't be everywhere at once. Go on.

How's it going?

Fine. I've put three to sleep.

Give me some; I'm dry.

Let's go for the other.

Dracula, got any of them left?

No. All I've got left is this one. Just the immediate one.

Come on, hurry up.

Now we're going upstairs.

Got it.

-That bell.
-Got it.

Take it out, and hurry.

Clip it?

Yeah, let's go.

Hey! Be careful.

Hey, somebody's coming.

Come on, Tequila; the ether, make it quick.

Check now.

-Come on, already.
-Pronto.

Ohhh. Oh. Oh.

Move it!

Take her.

Let's go.

Heave ho.

Hey. Do you suppose this is a sin?

If you look at her legs, yes; but if you're dragging them without looking, it's only venial.

That's really nothing. You can wash it away with holy water.

-Is this it? See if it's for that side.
-It is.

They're here already.

How's that business coming along?

Very good.

What's in that closet?

Um... I have no idea.

Come on, Dracula.

Look. They're the nuns' habits.

Put some of these on. They'll be better for us if we encounter any guards.

I don't see myself as a nun.

And now all's quiet. They're all anesthetized in this hall. Right?

They won't wake up for hours. Now let's see if we can find the child. Let's go.

Come on, Tequila. Look around and watch out in case there are any nuns around. You wait.

I feel like I'm dying. I can't keep any part of me in the right place in this costume while I'm walking around.

Curro, go tell Vulture and Dracula.

Sister Vulture and Sister Dracula, for Arturo's sake, come here.

Your father, rich boy.

Now!

Hold fast to her!

Make haste.

Right, right.

That's it.

Well, now we're going to divide into groups of three, as usual.

The first and second will patrol around the area and keep vigil on it.

Take a good look at all the cribs. Understood? We'll start ourselves off from this side.

Agreed.

Let's see.

Maybe this one's him.

No, this isn't him.

Not this one either.

Hey, guys. C'mere.

What's up?

This one looks like him to me.

Give me room.

So it was going to be. This isn't him, nor does it even look like him.

Let's get going, Dracula. You're myopic. Or else you're not focused.

But look at the markings he's got.

The mouth has a warp to it.

You're being stupid. Just like this one's gonna be, with that fish-face.

I know. Maybe he's grown wrong and been ruined.

It'd be better to turn on the light. Not even so much as a wheat cake is visible.

That could wake up the children and would be much worse.

-Go on, man.
-Never mind. The nuns are asleep.

No. They can see the light from outside.

But man, it's as if you're not all there, Contreras.

For sure. Do me the favor of shutting your yappers.

Let's keep looking.

Shut your face.

Mamen speaking. But what's going on? Did you find him or not?

Girl, why are you such a drag?

Because it's getting late.

[i.e. "This isn't going to be a cakewalk."]

And this is important to me. This isn't gonna be a "come and kiss the saint" job.

[i.e. "I wish you could take a walk in my shoes."]

I'd like to see you wearing these gloves for me.

Shhh! Don't raise a fuss. Some of you go over to that side, and take a good look around.

Everyone else, come with me.

Let's see. He's got no mole.

Shut your trap for once.

What gives? Keep looking.

What's this? What are you doing?

My God!

-We've passed through here, and...
-There. -Yes, yes.

Looters! Come rescue me!

Mother Superior!

Let's go, lads. After her! She's gonna raise the alarm.

Don't keep running, sister; that just makes it worse.

Come rescue me!

Come rescue me!

Come rescue me, Mother Superior!

Come rescue me!

Come rescue me!

Sorry, sister, but all the equipment has failed on you.

Say whatever prayers you know.

Yet whatever you do, God sees you do that!

Come on, lads!

God sees you do that!

The ether.

That's it.

She must have stained her underwear. There wasn't any more ether.

-Come on, there you go.
-Heave her up.

What a load! And this isn't even the Mother Superior.

-Oy.
-Oy.

Come on, guys.

Let's go, Curro.

Come on, daylight's about to break on us.

Do you get what I'm telling you?

In order to spare ourselves some hassle, it's best to put all the children we've checked on the ground.

Come on. Put them here.

There it is. It's him.

I've found him! I've found him!

I've found him! Long live the child!

My child!

Let me have him.

Call Paloma!

Vulture speaking. Mission accomplished. A chubby and very handsome boy. Long live the child!

Look out! That nun over there is waking up.

Stay back. Leave her to me.

Sorry, sister, but the ether's all run out on me.

Come on, Vulture. The key.

Which one is it?

Bring them all, you ninny. And all of you make haste.

This isn't it.

It doesn't go either backward or forward.

Try it with another one, man.

Vulture, relax; don't make yourself nervous.

I can't get it out. Now I've really done it to you.

Well then, let's see if we can get out through the back door.

To the kitchens. Let's go.

Come on, Tequila.

Keep going; this isn't the key.

That's not possible. What did you have, then?

It got dropped outside.

You ninny. So now how do we get out?

You're telling me!

Let's try again for the main entrance.

What's going on?

Give it to me, Mamen. What is it, Arturo, why aren't you coming out? Over.

Nothing's happening. We're going to get out through the main entrance.

Hold the child, Curro.

We'll get out through the bars.

No way to fit through.

Yes, he'll fit. If the head fits, so does the whole body.

Tell the others to come here. Then you go through the courtyard to the other side of the window.

I'm going.

You go with Arturo. We're going out through the courtyard.

-Got it.
-All right.

There it goes.

We're here. Come on Arturo, ready when you are.

There he goes.

Be careful. Hang on tight.

He doesn't fit, Arturo.

He's scratching his head.

Then turn him over.

Careful with the neck, and be gentle.

Try fitting his keister to it, Arturo.

That never goes so well for any man.

Don't pull on that; he's got his arm caught on it.

Now.

Careful Curro; take him out sideways, I tell you, take him out sideways.

If he's out already, he's out already.

Keep going, keep going; you're doing well.

It's here.

Let's get going.

We're having problems, Mamen. Circle around the clearing.

We've got to go out the back.

Copy that. We're on our way there right now. Over.

Come on.

How nice it is!

Here they come.

Let's see, let's see.

Come on, guys. We've got to get the child out over the wall.

This is Ma-

Get up there and help the others. And tell the girls to hang on with all their might.

Up he goes.

Hang on tight to the sheet as you're lifting Dracula. Over. Come on, Dracula.

Come on, Dracula.

-Don't be so heavy, and you'll rise faster.
-Be careful, Dracula, as you look around.

Shut your traps.

-I've been thinking something.
-What?

When we were going down over the balcony we could have opened the kitchen door and gotten the child out through the window.

That's right. Why didn't you say that before?

It only just occurred to me; what with these nerves.

Let's go. Send one up; I have to help support the child here.

I'm going.

Hold on tight, Curro.

The feet, the toes.

Come on Curro, faster.

And dig them into the knot.

Help yourself with your feet, man.

Pick up the pace; you're already almost there.

A little more.

Come on, keep it up.

I can't do it.

-Don't let go.
-Come on, Curro.

Look out! Look out!

Are you hurt?

Mamen speaking; what happened? Over.

Ditch the gadget, girl. Curro's taken a fall. Is it that you didn't have it receiving, or what?

What do we do now?

Nothing. Go on. I'll get out later.

-But you can't climb very well.
-I'll scale it myself.

-Never mind. The main priority is the child.
-Don't worry yourselves.

Get going and save him.

Carry on, Vulture. Give aid to Dracula.

Ow, ow, ow! My leg, it's so...

Try it with the right.

Careful. See, if you're going to fall, so are you.

I think I broke my leg.

Why not try to bend it a little?

I can't move.

-Don't exaggerate.
-On your feet, man, let's go.

Don't touch me.

On your feet, Balolo, you've still got that much.

-Oops.
-Careful, Michelin. -Lower. Careful.

-We're double-jinxed.
-And Curro?

He's broken a leg.

What a chore.

Careful. Slowly. Careful.

Come on, Arturo. Give the boy one good heave up.

I'm going to.

-Let's go.
-Be careful.

Here goes.

Be careful with the strokes.

Slow down, you might strike a blow.

Don't be such a beast.

Make haste.

That's it.

Just so, slowly.

Now hold him there for a moment.

The child's already here, Paloma.

Gather up the sheets.

Dracula.

We're sending him.

Lower him slowly.

-Take care of him, please.
-Be careful.

-Stay.
-Why don't you come down?

They're about to fall.

So now what's going on? Has something happened to the child?

No, man. Relax, nothing's happened to him.

-Slowly. -Careful, don't let him fall.
-Slowly, Dracula.

Let's go, a little more.

Watch out!

The knot! Do you see it? It's falling apart.

Aaahhh!

He's gonna crash.

Good Lord, Vulture, don't move.

It's gonna kill him, it's gonna kill him.

Arturo, look for a blanket.

And where am I going to get one?

Bring it from anywhere.

But can't you see I can't get in there?

-Yes you can, through the kitchen.
-That's right; hang on.

It would be bolted shut.

Oh, my dear mother.

Give us the skirt, Dracula.

Come on, Vulture, that's for today.

Make haste, man, I can't do any more.

Work it out however you can, Dracula. I wasn't able to get in.

Got it.

Careful you don't fall.

There he goes.

Position him the way firefighters do.

Slowly.

The knot!

Let me through!

Let me through, let me through.

I'm sure he's been killed.

No, no, that's not what's happened.

He lives, he lives; long live Dracula!

The child!

He's fine! The child is alive.

That's not what's happened. He's all right.

Come on, throw the sheet away and tell the others to get going at once.

Come on Arturo, climb up at once; we're going.

What's going to become of me?

I can't just leave you here by yourself.

You can too. Get going.

On your feet, Mejut�n, get up already.

Is it hurting you much?

Make an effort.

-No. Leave me. I can't do it.
-Poor Curro.

Come on.

Now that I think of it, we could have gotten out through the front door.

You shut your cakehole this instant.

Arturo, make haste.

You've got a fever.

It's nothing. Go on, get going.

No. I'm staying with you, Curro. I want to be with you always.

Fine.

Farewell, Arturo.

Don't worry. We'll be in touch, eh?

Yes. We'll see you soon.

The important thing is that you've pulled it off. For all that they teased you.

That's so. They teased you.

-Goodbye, Curro. -Good-bye, Arturo. -Goodbye.

How's Curro?

It's horrible. He's got a broken leg.

And Mar�a, she didn't fall?

No. She's staying with him.

Give me the walkie.

Mar�a, put me through to Curro.

I'll pass you to him.

Curro speaking.

Curro, do you hear me?

Yes, I hear you, Paloma.

Thank you, Currillo.

Think nothing of it. Over.

Let's be going now.

Hello there, little guy.

Careful; the guards!

Good morrow, and good day.

Good day.

Don't cry, Curro. You're a man.

I know.

You know I'm going to do when my leg heals?

No.

I'm going to have a child with you.

I'll think about it.