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After all that's been done for you!
I'll box your ears!

I always find you in trouble

Saturno isn't a bad lad; a bit wild,
but clever. Things happen to him

He's just like my late husband,
who's in hell for all I care

This lady is Don Lope's ward

She's not been out for two weeks;
I've brought her for a change of air

Excuse me

My mother, a few days ago

Your son has reached
school-leaving age

It's time he earned a living

He's a willing lad, but he's always
daydreaming

Still, he could be a good workman
when he's older

My master, Don Lope, has
found him a job

Don Lope...

...he's one of the few gentlemen left

- Where's my beauty going?
- To look for a sweetheart

- Well, you've found one
- So old?

Not so old; the devil's been dead
longer than I've been alive

Are you keeping all this?

As you wish

There's enough lumber in my house
already, without this

Sell this stuff to a dealer,
except for the usable things

And none of your haggling;
take what he offers

If there's anything of
sentimental value...

This crucifix; mother died with it
in her hands

Very well, but keep it in your room

I'll rid you of such superstition
in time

Maybe you want to keep something else

- Don't forget the piano
- We sold the piano months ago

I've still got my music.
Perhaps one day...

Your mother was very good,
but not so very intelligent

You never enjoyed your father's
wealth...

...he lost it all when you were
very young

Leave that pot. I told you I didn't
want to take trifling things

This pot will be very useful;
you know nothing about cooking

Get ready, Tristana. We're going
to leave now

Why must I return to you so soon, sir?
Tristana wanted me to stay here

I can't keep up two houses
and you can't live alone

Your dying mother confided you to me

Your best place is with me;
no one would dare offend you then

- Did you see a boy running?
- With a purse? He went that way

- Why did you misdirect them?
- The police represent force

Men like me defend the weak in any
circumstance, whoever they are

Don't forget, Tristana, don't forget

How charming, how elegant

She was the wife of a marquis, but
she got mixed up with Don Lope...

He challenged the marquis to a duel;
it even got into the papers

There's no better gentleman, but once
Don Lope lays eyes on a skirt...

Get up, Tristana

You're not here as a servant, that's
Saturna's job; you're her mistress

I'm exhausted; I've walked so far today

- Shall I fetch your slippers?
- Thank you, you're an angel

I'm sorry you're shut up in the house
like this

I can hardly take you to the caf�
with me

If you'd like to go to the theatre
you must say so

Shall I tell you something?

You're very adorable. I only want you
to love me like a father

You are very kind

Visitors! I'd forgotten all about them

- Will you receive them in slippers?
- It doesn't matter; they're friends

We can't stay long

- When is the encounter?
- Tomorrow

- At what time?
- Seven

- Where?
- In the grove

- Who will go with me?
- They'll call for you

- What weapons?
- Swords

What are the terms?

Both sides agree that first blood
shall decide the victor

Are you serious? First blood?

Do you expect me to preside over
such a farce?

I don't enjoy circuses, and honour
is not satisfied with a scratch

Away with those jackasses
and their scruples!

Gentlemen, don't involve me again
in such worthless questions of honour

Come in, se�orita, I know you;
Saturno's mother is your servant

- What a nice smell!
- Fried bread; would you like some?

Yes, please, I've always liked that

I'm afraid it's only a poor man's meal

Perhaps you'd like a fried egg, too?

No, thank you, I'm expected home
for lunch

As Saturno is your son's friend...

...I came with them to hear you
ring the bells

They won't even hear
the canon of 42 bells

How lucky you are to have
such a lovely view

You must feel very important up here,
as though you ruled the world

I'm used to the view; I take no notice

We used to be important, but nowadays
we're no more important than a cat

Why aren't you important now?

There used to be a lot of religion
about and people respected the bells

There was the passing bell,
the fire bell...

...the call to Mass, the chimes
of great devotion...

...and people listened, and went to
visit the dying, bury the dead...

...or take up their blunderbusses
when they heard the alarm

Times have changed; now everyone's
in a hurry to make money

They even complain that the bell
for Mass wakes them up

- Some more, se�orita?
- With pleasure

This is the way bell-ringers fry
their bread, se�orita

I had a horrible dream! It was
frightful! The bell...

She had a bad dream, poor thing

Make one of your tisanes for her

It's all over now. You screamed as if
you'd seen the devil

When you were little you screamed
just like that when you saw me

It's all gone now. Go to bed

Dreams are good things, even if
they can be frightening

The dead don't dream

Why so silent? Carry on
running me down

No one would dare to, Don Lope

Why not? We dare to talk about you
when you're not here

And we tear you apart, so I don't see
why you should spare me

You seem to feel it would be
disrespectful not to discuss you

Frankly, we're running out of subjects;
we'd discussed everything but you

We were commenting on the rumour that
you are abandoning affairs of honour

Is it true?

It's true, Comandante. Men are not
what they were in my day... our day

Past and present share only one taste:
A liking for pretty women

I agree, although there's so much
effeminacy today

It's always intrigued me how you can
be so strict in matters of honour...

...yet so liberal when it comes to
matters of the heart

That's a very apt question, gentlemen

In matters of love and women I don't
admit the existence of sin

- lf only that were true!
- What about the Ten Commandments?

I respect them all, except those
which refer to our sex

I'm sure that, for political reasons,
Moses added them to the divine ones

So you maintain that when we
catch a girl...

All I can say is, if she consents, and
it's up to us to make her consent...

...the encounter should be
unqualified pleasure...

...but with two clear exceptions:
The wife of a friend...

...and that flower of perfect
innocence, so rare these days

Saturno! Be off with you, scoundrel!

Why shout, if he can't hear?

He's been in there an hour. Enough
of this locking himself in

Open up, or I'll kill you!

- Don't beat him
- I know what to do with him

Your uncle will be home soon,
tired and ready for bed

What are you doing here?

Serve supper

The original sin of the first Spanish
republic...

...was to attempt to cure the
Establishment gangrene with speeches

What nonsense!

Boiled egg! Always the same thing!

- Haven't you got one?
- I'm not hungry

The truth is there's only one
and we gave it to you

You eat it. Do as I say

- Why don't you buy more food?
- How? You won't let me buy on credit

Our income doesn't last out the month;
we'll have to do something

Like it or not, we're the slaves
of filthy money, child...

...and it's still filthy even if
we give it to the needy

...whoever they may be

If I may say so, sir, all that about
whoever they may be...

This is horrible!

When you've neither money nor appetite
you take a black view of everything

What's the matter with her?

Probably she's remembering her mother,
or she needs to get out a bit

- Doesn't she go to church?
- What kind of fun is that?

You should let me take her for walks
in the sun sometimes

An honest woman breaks her leg at home!

You disagree?

You're always wearing the same clothes;
haven't you any others?

This can't go on; you look a fright

From tomorrow you'll end your mourning.
I'll see you have new clothes

This mourning is a primitive custom,
like painting one's body

Some of this stuff isn't worth
anything nowadays...

...but there are some fine pieces,
although they're difficult to sell

- How much?
- 2,000 pesetas

You say it's genuine; no signature,
but it seems to be well authenticated

I'd only offer 3,000 pesetas to anyone
else, but...

I don't accept favours. Give me 5,000
pesetas

But the sum I had in mind...

Don't try to make your sum fit
the merchandise. My price is 5,000

Allow me a few moments to make
an inventory

You could have got much more;
it's criminal to sell at that price

I detest haggling

Don't be like that, sir

Go to your saucepans

If I'd known before, I might have...

From this pettifogging pedlar to big
industrialists...

...they're all alike: Bloodsuckers

Let's see what the bandit's doing

Look at them; don't you sense that
cloying conjugal bliss?

I don't understand

Note his bovine air of resignation;
how bored they are

Farewell to love! Never marry,
Tristana

Can't one be free and honest?

Exactly! Passion must be free;
it's the law of nature

No chains, no signatures, no blessings

Which of those columns do you
like best?

Now I don't understand

- Which do you prefer?
- They're all the same

No two columns are alike; there's
always a difference

I can always choose between two grapes,
two rolls, two snowflakes

I always prefer one to the other

I like this one best

Take it home, then.
Let's change the subject

Why do that?

I was thinking that you need
new slippers

What a time to think of slippers

I'm never sure whether you
like me or not

Sometimes I feel that I disgust you
slightly

Disgust me? On the contrary

You don't think I'm unpleasant?

So you might even care for me a little?

Give me a kiss

No, not like that

- Weren't you going to your mother's?
- Yes, sir, I'm just going

Hurry up

- Nothing else, sir?
- No; the later you get back the better

- Have you finished?
- Not quite

Leave it

What if she comes back?

She'll be out till supper time;
anyway, it's time she got used to it

What are you doing here, dog?

Where have you come from?

I've told you time and again
to keep out of trouble

Go and say hello, then be off

Saturno's come to see you, sir

How are you, you rogue? Sit over there

I'm determined to go out tomorrow

I don't think you'll be well enough

I don't like being inactive, or your
seeing me in this ridiculous state

You must be ill sometimes,
especially at your age

What's age to do with it? A young man
would be twice as weak with such a cold

Leave the blanket alone, I can do it

Stop fussing! Leave me alone!

As you wish!

As I wish and as you wish. I'm not
trying to impose my will on you

We're both free; that's why
we're both happy

If you were tired of me now you could
go and I wouldn't say a word

- You'd run out of the house after me
- Maybe

The bed is warm now

The limitations on your freedom
must be placed by you...

...with due regard for my honour
and affection for you

How can I fail to adore you, daughter?

Shall I serve the food now?

Yes, go and eat

I'll serve the soup at once, sir

It's very nourishing, se�orita

It's nice to see how fond of you he is

- I wish he were less fond
- Poor thing

Saturno. Are you still here?

How's your job? Do you get
many beatings?

Poor workers, beaten as well as
cuckolded. Work is a curse, Saturno

Down with work that has to be done
for a living

Such work is not the honour they say...

...it only serves to fatten the
swinish exploiters

On the other hand, work that is done
for love ennobles a man

If only everyone could work like that

Look at me; I won't work, even if
they threaten to hang me

I live badly, but I live
without working

It's a good thing he can't hear
such bad advice

Watch out for beatings; they're
pretty common in these parts

- Which way today?
- I don't care

When Don Lope finds out...

Let him! I've had as much as I can bear

I'll get into trouble for going out
with you

He gets older and more ridiculous
every day

I dreamt of the bell again last night

Don Lope's head as a bell-clapper

If only I could run away and never
see him again

Look at these two streets; which one
do you like best?

I don't know

I prefer the one on the right

I think I'd have preferred
the other one

The dog's got rabies!
It's bitten a child!

Let's go and look

I don't like dogs much;
rabid ones even less

There's a rabid dog in the street,
that's why...

Make yourself at home

- Are you a Catalan?
- Yes, I'm from Barcelona

That one won't bite again

It wasn't easy to shoot him;
I was afraid the bullet would ricochet

I'll simply paint your portrait,
it won't take long

Don't forget

What will you think of me? I said yes
to everything he said

He must have taken me for an idiot,
and he'd be right

I told him he could see me whenever
he liked; I was all confused

Don't be cross with me. If I think it's
all right, I shan't regret it

I'm sure he understands me

Don't you hear me? Press this tie
for me

Why are you making up this bed?

The se�orita said she wanted
to sleep here, alone

- Alone? Why?
- I don't know, sir

We're going for a walk

- Together?
- With whom better?

It's more decent for you to go out
with me than alone

- Why?
- Get ready

Why are people thought crazy
if they shout for joy?

You're up to something with all those
outings of yours

I bet you've been picked up
by some Romeo

I'm only answerable to my conscience,
aren't I? I'm following your advice

If I catch you in any deception
I'll kill you

I'd rather have a tragedy than be
made a fool of in my old age

You can't keep secrets from me;
I'm too experienced in such matters!

People will hear

Don't forget I've still got two duties
towards you

I'm your father and your husband,
as it suits me

You pest!

I need 10,000 pesetas. Lend them to me
and I give my word...

I don't give alms to heretics

Keep your money, you old bigot!

What a punishment God has inflicted
on me with such a brother!

Fortunately you were bequeathed
the inheritance

Only while I live. The law was made
for men, my daughter

I sent for you because I want you to
take your son away

Sir, don't forget the poor lad's
misfortune

He could respect discipline,
even if he is deaf

- Where is he now?
- In the yard, as usual

He's been over an hour in there

Aren't you ashamed? Everyone working,
and you in there...

I'll put you to work with your uncle
in the quarry. Then you'll see!

Forgive me, and thanks for everything

I'm going to see him. Go back home

Don Lope took a siesta. Suppose
he wakes up before you return?

Tell him you left me in the street

Stay if you like, but shut up!

I thought you weren't coming

I've got a lot to do;
I can't stay long today

You'll go when I say; I want to finish
your portrait

But he didn't go out today

I've prepared coffee and snacks

Why are you scared of your guardian?
Introduce me to him

I don't want anything. I can't stay

You haven't answered me.
Why don't you introduce me?

He's not my guardian; I lied to you

He's my husband, so much the worse
for me

I'm not married to my husband,
my guardian, that man

I'll tell you everything,
but I don't know how to

I know I'm disgraced, but I'm free
to love you

What do you think? Can you forgive me?

Do you prefer me as an unfaithful wife,
or a free person?

Do you love me more, or less?

I've only deceived him. He has no
right over me, understand?

My freedom is well deserved

Sometimes I hate him for
the evil he's done me

At other times, I confess, I feel
affection for him...

...like a daughter - if only he had
loved me like a father

He has his good side...
I'm so ashamed...

He changes face like he changes shirts...
especially where women are concerned

I've begun to hate him intensely
since I've known you...

...because you've respected me,
believed in my innocence

Loathsome old man!

How could you do that with him?

When he took me in I was very young
and innocent

You can imagine the rest

Get out

Where do you come from alone so late?

It isn't late, and I wasn't alone

How pretty you look.
Have you been running?

Very well, my daughter.
I'll get dressed

Please clean my hatband; I must make
an important call this evening

You're lucky. He didn't tell you off

He'd have liked to, but he didn't dare

He doesn't like me to see him like that,
like a cock with no plumage

Don't let him brood on his anger,
poor old man

If he treated me as a daughter, wouldn't
I love him? Especially now I'm so happy

We'll have this out later. I want to
know why you come and go as you please

You're lucky I'm in a hurry now

My slippers are in the bathroom;
take them to my room

The more he's dressed, the bolder
he is. He's moulting; how disgusting!

What if he asks me for them?

Tell him to buy new ones or go barefoot.
I don't care

I want you to leave with me

What shall I do?

I came here for a month, and look
how long I've stayed

Leave that house and come with me

It's not so easy as you think;
give me a little more time

Everything must be settled by tomorrow

Be patient with me

I'm not such a slave as I was

I'd like to work. I wasn't a
bad pianist

If I practised and went to classes,
and you worked in your studio...

Imagine how it could be

I'm not well educated, but I think
I'm capable of great things

I'm no good at small things

That sort of thing should be
done indoors

What do you mean?

Can't you see there are ladies present?

What's the matter?

You can't fool me!

You can explain yourself to the police

They'll teach you decent behaviour

Don't involve me in trouble. Let's go

She gets back later every day

You know where this will lead,
don't you, woman?

You must know something about
this going out, this defiance

I'm not asking out of unhealthy
curiosity...

...it's just that she's still
too young to look after herself

If you're so fond of her you should
help me sort out the trouble

I don't know anything, sir.
Better ask her yourself

The master wants to see you

Sit down. I want to talk to you

I'm an old dog, and I know that when
a young one goes out every day...

...it's because she's found a bone

I don't know what kind of bone it is,
but don't deny it

Do you want me to tell lies?

You can shilly-shally, but I insist

I assume that so far you've only been
up to harmless tricks...

...but, listen, no one can throw dust
in my eyes

If you don't like the other thing, I'm
your father and I call you to account!

Your mother left you in my care;
I'm determined to protect your honour

You talk of honour! You took mine away.
If mother could see what you've done!

God knows how you'd have fared
in other hands, alone in the world

Hypocrite!

You know I can't regard you like all
my other women

Let me look on you as a loved one,
one of my own blood

Don't you believe me?

No, I'm sick of always hearing
the same thing

Perhaps I've behaved badly to you,
but now I'm anxious to do right

I know it's ridiculous to act the
tyrant or jealous husband

I don't forbid you to go out, but it
displeases me. I've spoken

These are delicious. Try them

He's ringing for me

What does he want now?

Come closer

I shall be too worried to sleep...

...knowing how you're upset by our
conversation

Forgive me. Come on, tell me about
your love affairs

- I've nothing to tell
- Very well, I'll find out

In spite of everything, I thank you
for caring for me in my old age

You've given me your youth
and I've behaved badly to you...

...but I just can't convince myself
that I'm old

It's not my way to insist when
I'm rebuffed

Keep your childish charms for some
coxcomb!

But if I get angry I'll squash you
like an ant!

I'm not afraid of you; kill me
whenever you like!

You're very bold, I'll grant you that

Tell him to wait at the studio
tomorrow, alone if possible

If Don Lope kills me, let it be for
something

Now you're working for the press?
That's all you needed

What time do we leave?

Three-thirty p.m. But we'll pack
everything before we go to bed

Is your studio bigger than this?

Twice as big. You can see the whole
city from my balcony...

...and sunset from the bed -
wonderful for a married couple

For lovers

But I want to marry you

If you get tired of me we can go
our own ways, that's best

You talk like that old scoundrel

He's right in many ways; he's no fool

A gentleman here to see Don Horacio.
He's walking in the street

- How do you know he wants him?
- He told me so

It's him; it's better if I talk to him

This is my affair. You wait here

You want me?

Tell Tristana to go home; then we'll
settle this like gentlemen

The first thing you're going to do
is clear off

I'm the girl's guardian

Some guardian! She's told me what sort
of old boy you are

My seconds will call on you tomorrow

Can't you see he's an old man?

Shall we take him to the hospital?

Write. Don't forget

She'll come back, I'm sure of it

I was coming to offer my condolences
on your sister's death

Thank you, but you know she and I
were estranged

Yes, Lope, but she was your sister
after all

That's why I'll attend the funeral,
even though it's a parade of cassocks

I remember my childhood. How she'll be
grieved to leave me alive and sinful

I'm sure she'll have thought only of
putting you right with God

She'll have thought of
more worldly things

If parents could take possessions,
they'd leave their children destitute

At least I'm glad you'll be well off
now, after so much privation

The dead to the grave, and the living...

Tristana, remember the things I sold?
Well, I've bought them all back!

I'll drink no more tonight;
just another drop

Drink up, woman! Don't you want to?
I'm sorry for you then

I must tell you something, sir

I've been keeping it secret for two
days, but you'll find out in the end

Se�orita Tristana is here

- Why has she come?
- You'd better ask Don Horacio

- Is he here, too?
- She wants to speak to you

I've nothing to say. If they want
anything, let her visit me

If only she could, but she's
seriously ill, sir

It's two years since you saw her.
She's changed a lot

First, please forgive my behaviour at
our last interview

I'm ready to give whatever satisfaction
you demand

That's of no interest now

Many times I've asked Tristana to
marry me, but she's always refused

I'm not rich, but she has lacked
nothing. We've been fairly happy

But now she's very ill.
Dangerously ill

A tumour in the leg has given her
great pain for weeks

She's suffering agonies

Any medical opinion?

Here is the doctor's diagnosis

Medical jargon. Why have you
brought her here?

She nearly drove me mad insisting on
it. She thinks she's going to die

She still looks on you as a father;
she wants to die in your house

- What if I refuse to take her in?
- I won't abandon her

If I open the doors of my house to her,
what will you do?

Stay in the city and wait to see what
happens

Naturally, I shall not have the
discourtesy to impose my presence

Tell her we'll come to fetch her
tomorrow

Now she can't escape me. If she enters
my house she'll never leave it again

- Well, doctor?
- Just a moment

This warmth will soothe the pain

There's no cure for this, Saturna

Come now, nobody dies of a pain
in the knee

How are you? Feeling better?

Here's Saturno come to visit you

The doctor tells me your pain is
a sign of improvement

Cheer up, now. You'll see, in a month
you'll be jumping about and dancing

I know I'll never dance again

Don't lose heart. Have confidence,
like me

In the sitting room there's the piano
you longed for

Now we'll hear how well you play

I'll never be able to play, Lope

You don't play the piano with your leg.
Cheer up, now

With this dreadful pain?

I've told you: The pain means
the disease is being overcome

How is my favourite patient?

Worse than ever, doctor

How do you feel?

I had a high temperature in the night.
I'm very ill, aren't I?

I've told you before,
your case is quite normal

Pain, but it will soon go away

Not long ago I thought that life
was fine; now I want to die

I think she looks very ill

A cow dung and camomile poultice
would cure her

Don't be coarse

Don Lope, my friend, we have come
to what I feared

She is very ill. I can speak frankly
to a man like you

There is blood poisoning;
it is necessary to operate

To amputate the leg

Poor child. To mutilate her so horribly

It must be done immediately

What sort of science is it that can't
cure without amputation?

Go to her, don't let her be alone

Think of another way. Here take both
my legs...

Forgive me. I don't know what
I'm saying

Do what must be done

Send this note to Dr. Alonso;
he's a leading surgeon

If it's done well, I think the
amputation can save her

Isn't it even certain, then?

Science isn't infallible; we should
invoke other aids

I know that tranquillity is aided
by a clear conscience...

...so get a priest to hear her
confession this evening

Priests in my house? Never!

Thank you for your advice,
but I reject it

I know Christ was the first socialist,
and all that

True priests are those of us who
protect the innocent...

...fight injustice, hypocrisy
and filthy lucre

I'm going to see the patient

I thought I'd find you here.
I want to speak to you

I won't have anything, thank you

Are you thinking of staying here
much longer?

I couldn't leave, because of Tristana

You know what's happened to
the poor girl

So graceful, and now disabled for ever

I'm heartbroken, because I regard her
with pure disinterested affection

In fact, that's why I want to make
her life happier

Her fickle spirit needs you

Do you take me for a puppet?
I can't share an old man's standards

Besides, Tristana's feelings are not
as fickle as you think

You're too young to understand some
things; we won't quarrel over that

- What do you want?
- I want you to visit her

I'm not a monster. Feelings change;
I realize she lacks something

She lacks you, for sure.
Go to see her every day

I'd be embarrassed

I go for a walk between four and six.
Visit her then

Don't thank me; it's for her sake

Will you take the se�orita's
marrons glac�s now

No, I'll collect them on my way back

- When will you come back?
- In a month, at the most

May I tell you something?

I believe you wouldn't have brought
me here if you loved me

It was you that insisted.
You said you were dying

But I'm still alive

That's the limit. You're unfair

Perhaps. Don Lope would never take me
to another man's house

Sometimes you seem like someone else

I am!

Could anyone be the same, like this?

Forgive me for being so sharp.
I'm nervous because you're leaving

I hope your exhibition will be
a success. I mean that

I've got a lot to do. I'll come
and say good-bye tomorrow

As you wish

You should try to get used to
wearing it

It's dreadfully uncomfortable

- Is he leaving at last?
- Tomorrow

- When will he return?
- Perhaps never

I know you like these

- You look lovelier every day
- Don't mock me

No, your being a cripple may seem
a handicap to you...

...but now you're possibly even more
desirable for many people

I remember a woman in Paris;
she walked about on crutches

There were always three or four men
following her

There are tastes for everything

Your bath is ready. Shall I
rub you first?

Not rub, massage, woman

Shall we have a hot drink before
we go home?

I don't feel like talking

As valiant as ever. The cold doesn't
frighten you

And the se�orita's appearance is
unsurpassable, it goes without saying

You're very kind. Thank him, Lope

We intend to call to thank you for
your donation to our orphanage...

...but may I take this happy opportunity
to express my personal thanks?

It was our duty. We must help others

Many people are wealthy, but
that kind of donation is rare

The olive grove could be one of
the best here

Don't pursue the matter, Don Ambrosio

I've said all I had to say

In your case, the priest's job is done.
What you need...

Don't talk to me about doctors; I want
something else

I've told you many times; get married

How can I, if I can't bear him?

I urge you to conquer this unhealthy
attitude

When he really harmed you,
you accepted it without protest

And now, when he's behaving better
towards you, what more can you ask?

The better he is, the less I care
for him

- Isn't that irrational?
- I'm well aware of that

Your animosity has something
diabolical about it, my child

Of course, you are young, and he's...

But your marriage would be for the
sanctification of a sinful situation...

...not for procreation...

You understand me, don't you?

Ask him to marry you and you'll see
how he'll accept

Haven't you noticed how he's changed?

Age brings tranquillity, one takes
a different view of things

He no longer forbids you to attend
church; he even goes with you

Marry him. You must still have some
tender feelings for him

Can I give you a lift into town,
Don Ambrosio?

I'm going to buy fruit trees.
Do you want anything?

Many blessings, Tristana, and to you,
Lope

- Where are you going?
- To my room

Are you leaving me alone on such
a night, woman?

Don't be ridiculous, think of your age

How is your health, Tristana?

- And how is your mother?
- Very well

So am I, thank you

The footwarmer is just right

My ears were frozen as I was
coming here

I scarcely set foot in the caf� now,
so few of my generation are left

Don't give up, Don Lope

It can't be helped. My heart
is not what it was

And the fistula...

Unfounded fear. You coddle yourself
too much, Don Lope

Excuse me, I forgot my tablets

He's going downhill

My memory gets worse every day

Pass me the milk

What an aroma! Those who have to
put up with tea should be pitied

I quite agree

Saturna is a great cook. How thick
and creamy it is

True, there aren't many like her

If Don Lope wasn't kind enough
to invite me here occasionally...

Maybe he's offended out of pique,
Don Ambrosio

Se�or Arcediano is speaking of a small
inheritance my parents left me

Small? I'd be content with half

Why, isn't your salary sufficient?

I get less than a bricklayer, and you
know how many I have to support

Let's not complain, otherwise Don Lope
will suspect our motives

Our host knows it's not my habit
to ask for anything for myself

Another cup, gentlemen?

After all, life isn't as black
as many people think

It's snowing outside, but we're
nice and warm here

What's wrong? Do you feel ill?

Has supper upset you?

Would you like some camomile tea?

It's more serious. I've got a pain
here that's killing me

Call the doctor. Quickly!

Do you feel that bad?

Number 243, please

Is that Doctor Miquis?

Listen, he's very ill

Very good. The sooner the better

Doctor Miquis is coming

Don't you hear me, Lope? Don't you?

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