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THE PLAGUE

THE HAND OF THE GARDUÑA

When?

Just days ago.

One night with Venus, a lifetime with Mercury

- What do you want? - Mercury.

- How many has she got? - A lot.

Where?

On my legs and...

vagina.

- How long has she been taking it? - A while, but it hasn't worked.

- They say you have the best. -50.

In advance.

For each one.

My mercury is real.

We have this too.

Come in.

Piss. I don't want any surprises.

There's a chamber pot and water.

Why all the soldiers? What's going on?

I don't know, or care.

Sit down.

Lift up your clothes.

Open your legs. That's it...

And lie back.

This is going to burn.

Don't move.

"I, Don Philip II,

"King of Castile and Aragón, Naples, Sicily and the Indies,

"award the post of Honorable Mayor of the city of Seville

"to Don Federico Arias Dávila, Count of Pontecorvo...

"granting him full power to administrate the city's government

"and uphold all its ordinances and laws.

"He will be presented with the baton of command

"of the noble and loyal city of Seville."

- It could be a ship's seal. - The House of Trade had never seen it.

And Customs?

They hadn't either.

It could be a new ship with a young owner. A Genoese. They use those seals.

It's not.

Where was it?

Two leagues from port in the direction of Sanlúcar.

Smugglers. They go that way to the Canary Islands.

They do?

You know and don't stop it?

Mayor...

It's very hard to stop bribery.

What was it carrying?

Women.

The white slave trade, for men in America.

They were dead.

15, with their throats cut, and one dead man

with three dots on his hand.

Don't get involved in this.

I'm the mayor. It's my duty.

No mayor ever has.

I will.

It's just 15 women.

No one cares.

It's the Garduña and I care.

You won't find the owner. Forget it.

Those ships leave no trace.

It's as they don't exist.

I won't look for it. You're in charge of the port.

You'll find it even if it doesn't exist.

And if I don't?

Then I hope you're not too attached to your post or your privileges.

Take it.

You'll need it.

He spent the day reading.

The workshop.

He'd been running it for a while.

He learned quickly.

How long was he dealing with the whores?

Months.

Why was he doing it?

Women don't belong to anyone.

We were looking for places for them.

Where they could start again.

Free.

And your painting?

I have nothing to paint.

His only entertainment.

The man who killed him was a player. They were playing.

It wasn't the first time. That's why they let him in.

Who is he?

I never saw him.

The guards don't even know his name.

- What did he look like? - Dark, with a beard.

And a cut from lip to ear.

A chirlo.

Debts... They do it to people who don't pay.

Does anyone in this city not have debts?

Did anyone else know about the women?

Luján.

The shipowner. I know where he lives.

I'm glad you came back.

I should never have left.

- Come back any time, beautiful. - See you!

You're taking too long.

It's gunpowder. They're taking it north to the war.

They paid me with this.

Let's go.

Here... You earned it.

Sir... The ship's master is a Genoese merchant. He rents it.

He sails the Angola route for the Portuguese.

Slavers.

His name is Ernesto Luján. Here's his address.

In a hurry?

Is there anything else?

Why didn't you come to my office to tell me?

What are you hiding from?

I'm not hiding.

I'm protecting you.

You and me.

Both of us.

Let's go.

Ernesto Luján near the coal yard, Redes St

Let him in.

Come in.

What do you want?

To see Conrado.

- What Conrado? - Conrado doesn't exist.

Your boss, I want to talk to him.

What for?

Business.

- What business? - Are you Conrado?

I didn't hit your bad side.

Get out.

Didn't you hear me?

Tell him I know where to find gunpowder. Enough for a whole army.

Let me see him and I'll tell him where it is.

Don't get lost.

Put that away.

My guard.

They're new and keen to impress me.

- I'm Federico Arias Dávila, the mayor. - I know.

- I know you're the mayor. - No one knows. I just got here.

The armband... Only the mayor's guard wears it.

Who are you?

My name is Mateo Núñez.

- What are you doing here? - Looking for my friend's killer.

Was it him?

I don't think so.

He wasn't hanged here.

How do you know?

It's too tidy.

He would have kicked the table over.

May I?

It was quick.

It's tobacco for asthma.

He couldn't breathe well.

I thought he was the ship's owner. But he wasn't.

Why not?

The burns. They're from the ropes.

A sailor's salary can't buy a ship.

He was the captain.

His name was Ernesto Luján.

What else?

Portuguese coats of arms. African ivory. He probably worked for slavers.

Quick money...

Where is that money?

Look at his eyes and face.

Wine.

Too much wine.

Now it's your turn.

He had a ship full of prostitutes.

They were all killed.

Who did it?

The Garduña.

The thieves' guild.

Criminals.

If he wasn't hanged here, why is he here?

It's a warning.

For you.

They knew I was coming.

Who knew?

You can go.

Baeza!

Where is it?

I asked you a question.

The gunpowder. Where do they keep it?

Higher.

I can't hear you.

Put something under his feet.

Talk.

If you let her go.

The house next to the riverside barber shop.

Don't let him go.

Wait here. If we're not back soon, cut out his liver and hang him.

And her too.

Careful, she's rotten.

Get in.

What do you want?

You asked who could be warning me.

I asked a councillor to help me find him.

He swears he has nothing to do with the Garduña.

But he asked questions to a lot of my people.

Too many.

And he won't take risks for anyone.

Whoever killed your friend killed Luján.

And soon he'll want to kill me.

- Want me to help you find him? - There's no one else I trust.

It's my city.

I won't let anyone govern it for me.

What do I get in return?

Ask for anything you want.

I'm the mayor.

Ask.

They're back.

Lower him.

Tomorrow at this time.

Conrado wants to see you.

Here you are.

Fried eggs!

Have an egg!

How do you want it?

Hello, Archimedes.

Here. Come on.

Sit here. Here is good. It's the best place.

What'll it be?

- Málaga? - Two.

One with cinnamon. Do you want cinnamon?

Two. One without cinnamon.

The first one of the morning.

There he is.

Now watch.

The bastard never drinks it.

What a waste.

Did you add cinnamon?

He said he'd put cinnamon in it.

The cart...

It's wine.

Tax free. They bring it in through the back.

Sold in almost every tavern and even in jail.

The Garduña run that too.

No inspections?

What for? They know before they get here.

The kid down the end.

The "handsome" one.

Snitches.

"Raise ravens..."

They're involved in everything, legal and ¡Ilegal.

"Good eye, good ear, good legs, short tongue."

Second course...

Regatonas.

Hundreds of them. They all belong to them.

What are they?

- Hawkers. - What do they sell?

The most expensive thing, the most highly taxed.

Look at their hems.

It's not mud.

Blood?

Meat.

Without them, no one could afford it. Know where it comes from?

Not the abattoir. That's twice the price.

Where do they hunt them?

On nobles' land north of Seville.

Do they know?

What do you think?

Most of them end up by the river at night.

Whores.

More money.

Their best business.

And finally... the one in the hat.

Look what he's holding.

He's armed. That's forbidden.

Bodyguards. They get paid to carry arms.

You know who he's protecting.

There you have it.

That's the Garduña.

No one here can live without it,

except the rich.

So much gold...

Boy! Give me another!

Who's their leader?

Better a martyr than a snitch, they say.

Tell me about the player.

Not here. Later.

What did he look like?

Dark, with a cut on his face, a chirlo.

He played cards with Valerio.

Do you know who he is?

It was a home for widows and loose women.

- What happened? - The congregation couldn't afford it.

How many women can sleep here?

About 15. There are three more rooms.

It's too small.

- How many women do you need to house? - How many fit on a ship?

Come with me.

Can you help me?

- How much? - 50,000.

Too much.

The owner's a friend. I could sort something out.

Remember, no one can know.

You have my word.

Down.

Come in.

This way.

Don't stop.

It's yours.

For the gunpowder.

I don't want money.

What do you want?

To work for you.

How?

Doing what I know, what I've been doing for years.

What's that?

Brothels.

Take that and leave.

I'm being very generous.

- There's no money in brothels. - Not now, but there will be.

This city is like a pendulum.

You won't be in charge forever.

The council will take the whores by the river.

Your whores, all the illegals.

Everything will turn around.

You should have something to fall back on, something legal.

And a brothel could be that.

There's one making money. Start there.

Which one is that?

Moreno's.

- And you'd run it? - Better than him.

Better than anyone, if you let me.

Does Moreno know you're here?

Does he know or not?

No.

What's your name?

Baeza.

I'm not interested, Baeza.

The tongue of a snitch.

Take your money and go.

Where are you going?

The money...

Here she comes.

Her name's Catalina.

She's young but they all listen to her.

- Keep watch outside. - Water.

I'm not thirsty.

- I'm Teresa Pinelo. - I know who you are.

I'm sorry about your son.

How many months?

What do you want? I don't have much time.

I'll get you out of here.

Tell the others.

Every evening at 5 at Los Ángeles church, Father León's house.

He'll take you somewhere safe

and then to the New World, where you'll be given a job.

One ship for all of you.

You know what happened to the last ones you said that to?

Their throats were cut, right there.

- It won't happen again. - How do you know?

- I know. - That's not enough.

I didn't think this could happen either.

And for less.

Tell them all.

5 o'clock at Los Ángeles church...

Father León's house.

- What's that smell? - What smell, madam?

Welcome home.

That smell... When I get used to it I'll leave.

That will never happen.

We'll be at court long before that, having dinner with the king.

Start the round.

You came alone? You're trying to ruin me.

You're already ruined.

Shuffle and cut.

With your right hand.

21.

- Where is he? - Two are here.

The third will be here. Ships came in today and there's money.

If you recognise one, go over. Talk to him and let him leave.

Outside. In here you'll scare him.

They can kill each other but not outsiders.

You know what people are like in this city.

Here...

I'll lend it to you cheap.

I have one, thanks. Keep it.

Good for you. Pour some wine.

Laugh from time to time as if I've said something funny.

Behind me, the Galician...

He worked at the workshop.

- It's not him. - Look closely, I'll charge you the same.

The scar.

It's too old.

On my right, the handsome one. The open doublet. Lope.

He was with the friend of the painter, the whore.

Here, for later.

He's a poet. If it's not him, I'll have him myself.

Go over and ask to play. They're rotating.

What about him?

Baeza, the third one. I said he'd come.

I know him.

Wait. The table's full. He won't stay.

Take advantage of it.

Remember...

not in here, outside.

21.

Have we met?

I don't remember.

We have two mutual friends.

Say hello from me.

One more.

They're both dead.

Then don't say hello.

She played too. You won a lot of coins from her.

Am I rich?

They were fake.

Then I'm not rich.

Don't look at me. I don't know him.

Drop the knife.

Go on.

The lantern.

Downstairs.

- Where are we going? - Keep going.

Go on.

Look who's come to see you!