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THE AZTEC MUMMY

How far can the human mind fathom the mysteries of the hereafter?

No one knows.

This film is based on an extraordinary scientific experiment...

carried out by Dr. Hughes and Tony...

from the Institute of Hypnotherapy of the University of Los Angeles.

Its authenticity is beyond any doubt.

The testimony of the persons involved...

will prove its veracity.

Its cinematographic version has reality and fiction intertwined.

DANGEROUS BAT BANDIT FOILS POLICE AGAIN

The police is unable to capture the bandit known as The Bat...

that continues to attack without restraint.

From the few data gathered...

it is believed The Bat is a famous scientist...

that carries out prohibited experiments...

as vivisection of animals, inserting parts that don't belong to them...

thus creating monstrous creatures.

Society is duly alarmed.

FIRST INTERNATIONAL CONGRESS ON

EURO PSYCHIATRIC INVESTIGATIONS

Congressmen.

The next work to be presented is of Mexican Doctor, Eduardo Almada...

who, after extensive studies abroad...

has returned to his native country to be present at this Congress.

Doctor Almada.

What an honor for your father to be President of this Congress.

Yes, I'm very proud of him as well as of Eduardo.

Congressmen.

Congressmen.

It is a great honor to present to you my work which deals with...

regression to a past life through hypnosis.

After lengthy studies at the Institute of Hypnotherapy in Prague...

I've come to the conclusion it's possible, by way of hypnotism...

to make a subject recall a past existence he might have had.

You mean to say, doctor, that if I were hypnotized...

I would remember a past life or a supposed life I had before now?

Yes, you would remember.

Could you explain to us your method of experiment.

I would be very happy to do so.

It consists of the subject being hypnotized...

recalling a past life by way of questions...

which would make him relive in his mind, past emotions.

Love, fear, etcetera.

Are you trying to show us that reincarnation exists?

That is not my purpose, doctor.

Simply my scientific work that I have come here to demonstrate.

We've accepted Therapeutic Hypnosis awhile back...

but to use it for regression to a past life, as you say...

we can not tolerate, nor allow in this Congress.

Have you made this experiment?

No.

Then it's only a theory.

A theory that can be a reality.

If you are so sure, doctor, why haven't you undertaken it?

Because I haven't found the subject who would lend himself to it.

The main obstacle has been the fear of the unknown.

That is true. I, too, would decline such an honor...

because the experiment could be dangerous. True, doctor?

Yes, it could be dangerous for the current life of the subject...

to revive a past existence.

How simple to expose a theory this way, right?

Fellow participants, the session is adjourned.

DR. EDUARDO ALMADA NERVOUS DISEASES UNIV. OF MEXICO

I can imagine that today's happenings have been discouraging.

I told you not to present your work to them.

You were right, Maestro.

I trusted I could find help and understanding...

but it was all to the contrary.

- I have failed miserably. - Don't say that Eduardo.

You haven't failed. You must try again.

Now, Anita, say goodnight to the gentlemen and your father.

I'm going to sleep daddy, good night.

See you tomorrow my love.

- Good night Flo. - See you tomorrow Anita.

Good night, Pinacate.

It's time you went to bed too, no?

Okay brother, good night everyone.

Good night.

Everyday I am more convinced you would be a good mother for Anita.

- I hope so. - I'm absolutely sure.

Once the Congress is over, we will think about us.

In the meantime, I have to prove I am right.

Look son, we scientists...

are not convinced by simple theories, we need proof.

Proof, proof, that is what I want to have.

But where is that person who can demonstrate I am right?

Uh, don't look at me.

I go everywhere as an onlooker.

That's all you have done in your classes for the past ten years.

And with much pride.

I am the oldest flunker at the university.

Look Eduardo, you have been my favorite disciple.

I always believed in you, and I still do.

Your victory would be my happiest moment.

- If you would allow me... - No, Maestro.

I am very grateful for your offer...

but at your age it would be doubly dangerous.

If we fail it could have grave consequences for you.

So what kind of subject do you need?

A young person...

mentally strong and healthy...

that could withstand their mind being transported to a former life...

and the shock at returning to his present life.

Does that mean that when he returns to this life...

he would remember his other life?

Yes, and could produce irreparable mental damage.

- I could be of use Eduardo. - Flor!

What are you saying?

Could I help you?

No.

You have never lied to me Eduardo. Answer me.

How can I tell you when I don't even know myself.

No one knows better than you.

Well, yes, you could be helpful...

but you would be the last person with whom I would do it.

Why?

You heard the experiment is very dangerous.

I am just as interested in knowing the truth as you are.

Let me help you.

Pressure is fine.

Make sure the needle doesn't exceed 1.6.

It would be dangerous.

- Is everything ready doctor? - Yes.

Coramine, adrenaline, thyrodoxin, sulfates.

- Ready? - Ready.

You are relaxed.

You're very sleepy.

Rest.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Rest.

Sleep.

Can you hear me, Flo?

Yes.

- How old are you? - 25.

I need you to remember when you were six years old.

I will count to three...

and you will remember.

One...

two...

three.

How old are you?

Six.

What's your name?

Doll.

Doll?

Isn't your name Flor?

Yes, but they call me Doll.

Now listen to me carefully.

I am going to make you return to a former existence.

I will count from six to zero...

and when I get to zero you will erase all memory of this life...

and will start to remember that former life.

I will then count from zero to twenty...

and you will remember when you were 20 years old in that life.

Six... five... four...

three... two... one...

zero.

Zero... one... two...

three... four... five... six...

seven... eight... nine... ten...

eleven... twelve... thirteen... fourteen...

fifteen... sixteen... seventeen...

eighteen... nineteen...

twenty.

Now you are 20 years old.

Where are you?

I don't know.

You must tell me.

Will you tell me the name of the place where you are now at?

I need to know.

I need to know!

You have to tell me.

I am in the great Tenochtitlan.

- Could you describe it? - Yes.

I can.

I can see four great causeways that cross a large lake from land...

until they reach an island.

Can you tell me what is on the island?

Houses, many houses.

And temples, great stone temples.

- What is your name? - My name is Xochi.

Are you married?

No, I'm not married.

I have been consecrated to the Party of Toxcatl...

in honor of the God Tezkatlipoka.

Since when are you consecrated?

From my birth.

I am destined to die for my god...

and must remain a virgin.

And when will you be sacrificed?

Within 8 moons.

I will count to three and when I do...

eight moons will have passed.

One... two... three.

Where are you now?

In the temple, preparing myself for sacrifice.

Are you afraid?

For an Aztec virgin there is no greater honor than to die for her god.

Does someone accompany you?

No. No one can see or touch me until the hour of my sacrifice.

- No! - What's wrong?

- At this moment Popoca comes. - Who is he?

A great Aztec warrior. He is in love with me.

If they discover us our punishment will be terrible.

- He doesn't want you to die? - No, he wants to run away together.

Why don't you? You don't love him?

Yes, I love him with all my being...

but the wrath of the god Tezkatlipoka would persecute us our whole life.

Now he kisses me, and that means death!

- What's happening? - They've discovered us!

The priests have come, they are taking us!

Calm down, be calm.

Where are you now?

In the lower temple...

where me and Popoca will be punished...

for having broken the law of our god.

The great priest is cursing Popoca.

Now they have him drink the sacred elixir...

that will drive him mad.

Now I will die to honor the great god...

and Popoca will be buried alive...

and will have to eternally watch over the breastplate and arm band...

and for centuries upon centuries his soul will be damned to unrest.

They place the breastplate and arm band on me...

indicating that I am apt for the Aztec god.

Be careful, her pressure!

Quickly doctor, coramine.

She is not reacting, I can't feel her pulse.

Oxygen.

The room is spinning round.

This has been too much for me.

This has been a terrible experience.

Calm down my love, everything is over now.

Yes, but I will never erase the terror from my mind.

When they killed Xochi...

I felt my soul left in a mist...

pulled by an unknown force.

I was floating with no sense...

in the desolate extension of space.

I could see without eyes...

I could feel without a body.

I was only a soul without thoughts.

It was death!

You have to compose yourself, Flor.

It's natural you should feel this way.

Now rest my love, rest a little while.

How is she?

Very nervous, but the sedative took effect, she will be fine soon.

- How is Pinacate? - Sleeping in his bed.

That's what you should have been doing a long time ago.

Next time I tell you to do something, do it.

What do you make of all this, Maestro?

We are at the threshold of something truly amazing...

that could take us into areas never researched until now.

Unfortunately we don't have concrete evidence...

that can verify this extraordinary experiment.

It's true.

Even if we repeated it before Congress, it is of no avail.

They would think the subject's reactions...

were dictated by my thoughts.

Hey, boys. The boss.

Tell us, Maestro.

Listen to my orders.

From now on you will watch over Dr. Almada's house...

tapping his telephone...

and informing me of all his whereabouts.

We are faced with a matter that could be very beneficial for us.

Remember, I don't want any guns.

Dr. Almada's life should be sacred for all of you.

That's all.

Hey, Tender, I wonder what the boss has up his sleeve now?

I don't know but it must be very valuable as always.

We need to find some proof, so convincing...

that the geniuses will have to surrender to it.

- Yes, but which? - I don't know.

That is what we have to figure out.

How are you, Pinacate?

Like a rag, my nerves are shot.

Another test like that...

and I'm heaven bound to play the harp.

Professor!

The definite proof is in the tomb.

No, not that!

You don't know what you are saying.

- It's dangerous to go. - Dangerous? Why?

- The curse of the gods. - That's foolish.

No it's not. I lived then and I am telling you it is.

The force of their curses is fantastic, unbelievable!

And inexorably are carried out.

If you profane that tomb, something horrendous will happen to us.

But my child, why are you talking this way?

If necessary, I will go alone for the Aztec breastplate.

What is the matter Jose?

Forgive me for incurring in your matters...

but the young lady is right.

You know that I am of the Aztec race...

and to go get the Aztec breastplate...

would bring great misfortune upon you...

upon all of you.

Let the dead rest in peace.

You don't understand, my interest is purely scientific.

Flor, now that I am on the brink of proving my theory...

will you abandon me?

I need you to come with me. I'm begging you.

I hope we don't regret what might happen to us tonight.

Only with your help we can get to the truth of the matter.

A truth that could be horrible, Eduardo.

I couldn't convince you, but I can't leave you alone.

Pinacate, Pinacate!

Get down, Pinacate.

Are you afraid?

Aren't you a man?

- A mouse. - Come on, get down.

Get down, walk now!

Be careful, we don't want to be seen by the guards of the ruins.

What's the matter Pinacate?

There's a ghost.

Don't be ridiculous. There's nothing there.

Doctor I swear on my children, he was over there.

But you don't have children.

As if I did, I swear it was there.

Enough. Come on, walk.

Yes, it was here.

Here is the entry to the underground.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

As we aren't spirits...

I can't see how we are going to go through those walls.

They must have blocked the entrance.

Pinacate, go to the truck and get the shovels and picks.

- The sticks and pummels? - No man, the picks and shovels!

By myself. Yes of course.

It's just that it was out there.

Would you stop clowning around, we are wasting time. Go.

Dear Saint protect me.

Calm down Pinacate, it's me.

Pepe... what are you doing here?

- I hid in the truck to help you. - Your brother will be angry.

- And how will he know I'm here? - I will tell him.

No Pinacate, wait.

Come here, and you don't know how happy I'll be when they whip you.

- Wait. - Let's go.

This stone is different shape and symmetry.

It looks as if it were made at a later date.

So it seems.

The Aztecs were meticulous in their work...

and in selecting materials.

- Look who I found. - It's you again?

I found him following us.

- Rattle tale. - What can I do about you?

Always going where you are not wanted.

What happened to the picks and shovels?

- Oh yeah, the sticks and rubble. - No, man!

Just go.

Now that you are here, you will have to stay...

but when we get home we'll talk about this.

Now what's wrong?

Let's see who goes, because I won't.

You won't believe me, but out there...

there it was.

Again?

Look, I almost lost my pants from the fright.

Looks like a passageway.

I'm going in.

It's definitely a passageway, let's go in.

Wait for me here.

Yes, Maestro.

Professor, we can't go ahead.

It's impossible.

The Aztecs wouldn't build a passageway with a dead end.

There has to be another opening.

It sounds hollow here.

Yes.

But the wall is too thick to break.

I found it, help me.

We must be beneath the pyramid.

Yes, but this is not the temple.

Eduardo come, look.

What is it?

It's a hole.

Without a breathing space, it must lead somewhere.

Probably to the temple.

What are we waiting for?

Let's go.

The god Tezcatlipoca, we are in the lower temple.

Xochi, how horrible, that was me!

We are the first to enter in here.

A world that has slept for centuries awakens with our arrival.

Finally we will know the truth.

No Eduardo, don't do it.

Now I can show the scientific world, the truth to my theory.

How marvelous.

- Did you hear that? - What?

Popoca.

It's your nerves, my child, calm down.

Let's get out of here, please, I beg you. I'm afraid. Let's go!

Okay, let's go, we have what we wanted.

Let's go.

- What happened? - I found out what I wanted.

Great that we are out of there...

but let's go before something bad happens to us.

Don't worry Flor, nothing will happen to us.

You're wrong. This is the beginning of a succession of misfortunes...

that will befall all of us.

Well, let's put the stones in their place.

It's pointless.

Professor.

And that is the story gentlemen.

And you were the first to hear it.

Because I found in you the greatest opposition to my theory.

What is your opinion Dr. Krup?

Everything that has been said by Dr. Almada, sounds true...

for all the meticulous details he has used...

but without something to substantiate his words, we can't...

I knew you were going to doubt me.

And as irrefutable proof...

here is what we found in the tomb.

The Aztec breastplate!

After 400 years of fruitless searching...

you find it.

Dr. Almada, faced with this proof our skepticism has collapsed.

You have our congratulations.

Thank you very much Dr. Diaz.

I will prepare a report to have your work known the world over.

Now I will dedicate all my time to study this hieroglyph...

which indicates exactly where the Aztecs hid their treasure.

And the arm band, do you have it?

We were so astonished with what we had found...

we forgot all about the arm band.

The two objects complement each other...

and without the arm band, it will be impossible to decipher the hieroglyph.

I know, but I will return to get it.

Of course, you have every right, but...

But what?

Oral tradition which has come down to us today...

speaks of a curse.

Yes, a terrible curse.

He who profanes an Aztec tomb and finds the breastplate...

will have his life and those dear to him threatened...

until the breastplate is returned to its place.

And you believe in that?

There are supernatural things, mysteries from beyond...

that many times wisdom and science can not explain.

So, I should believe that the spirit of the dead will punish me?

In the realm of the dead, the secondary malignant spirits...

are always ready to follow the orders of the ruler of darkness.

Is it true that a malign spirit...

upon who there is an eternal curse...

can reincarnate into a dead body to revenge itself in a dark way?

There are forms that are always hovering around us.

The elements of the astral powers...

take advantage of curses to sustain a spirit of revenge.

And we poor mortals can only kneel down...

calling to the only one who can save us...

the Divine Maestro.

Christ. To whom God gave His holy breath.

If you'll excuse me, I'll be leaving...

it's late and the city is far away.

You're right. Let's go?

- Good night Miss. - Good night.

Nevertheless, I have to push on.

Eduardo, I have never asked you for anything.

I want you to do something for me now.

Take the breastplate back to it's place.

What are you saying? I would never do that.

It's just that you are influenced by what you heard here.

You proved you were right. Isn't that what you wanted?

Yes but...

I can't help it, I feel something terrible will happen...

and I have felt this way since the day we entered the tomb.

At that moment...

I couldn't stop thinking we were entering a forbidden place...

and were violating the sanctity of the tomb.

- I'm frightened Eduardo. - Please.

We shouldn't have touched those objects...

people shouldn't get involved with certain things.

Things that we don't understand.

What do you think Professor?

My child, throughout history...

science has had to conquer superstition and old myths...

only then were we able to gain knowledge...

of what man has always sought.

The truth.

Attention. Dr. Almada has found what I suspected.

This is the greatest thing that could happen to us.

Could you let us know what it's about Maestro?

This time only I will tell you...

only so that you realize the magnitude of the matter.

We are talking about the Aztec treasure.

The Aztec treasure?

Yes, and for us to have it, we have to get Dr. Almada...

and have him decipher...

the breastplate and arm band hieroglyphic...

that indicates exactly where the treasure is hidden.

Yes Maestro, what are your orders?

For now, wait.

Dr. Almada will go back to the pyramid for the arm band...

once he has it in his possession we will attack his house. That's all.

We'll go, you, Pinacate and I, to get the arm band.

No, you two go. You will have to tie me up to get me to go.

I 'll wait here for you.

Pinacate, you're coming with us and don't be afraid, we'll be armed.

What's that?

Isn't that Popoca's shroud?

According to Flor, it is.

So, where is he?

Turn off the flashlight.

Shine your flashlights in his face.

Turn them off.

Shine them.

A mummy!

Pinacatel

Professor, help me!

It's like a nightmare...

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes I wouldn't believe it.

A mummy that walks after 400 years buried.

What explanation does this all have Professor?

None.

This is beyond human logic, mysteries from beyond.

Flor was right, I should never have stepped into forbidden territory.

Don't blame yourself, Eduardo, you were only trying to help science.

Yes, but where will this take us?

There is a point where this will all end.

We must hide this all from Flor...

and in time we will remember it like a bad dream.

I hope so.

Come in.

How was shopping?

She bought me some pretty things.

I even bought her what she doesn't need.

My father and I want to thank you for inviting us...

to spend the weekend with you.

Soon there won't be any need to invite you. You'll stay here forever.

Yes Eduardo, I know.

Now, let's go, your daddy needs to work.

What a nice mask, is it yours?

Yes, it's mine.

Can I play with it?

No my child, this is not a toy to play with.

Where are my turtles?

Yes dear, let's go.

What is the matter, Tender?

This waiting gets me nervous.

I know, it happens to me too, but you have to relax.

What's that?

Listen. Now you will make your move.

Dr. Almada must have the Aztec breastplate and arm band.

I want you to go to his house tonight, and get them.

Once we have them in our possession we'll give the doctor conditions.

We will divide the treasure in half, one part for him, the other for us.

But Maestro...

Silence Tender, I know what I am doing.

In the end it will all be ours.

Do as I tell you.

They are orders from The Bat.

The boss is a clever man.

Hey Tender, we take the artillery?

Of course, I don't want be vulnerable.

But we put silencers on the pistols.

What happened Tender?

Do you have the breastplate and the arm band?

No, Maestro.

No? Why not?

Something incredible happened. A mummy attacked us Maestro.

What are you saying, you imbecile? Are you making fun of me?

No Maestro. Here Parrot would not let me lie.

It's the pure truth Maestro.

But what are you saying, cowards?

You know I've never lied to you Maestro.

I swear it's the truth.

I'm going to go with you to prove you are a bunch of superstitious idiots.

Meet me at the doctor's house.

Jose, Jose what happened?

It's the god's curse.

The mummy has taken your child...

No!

Professor, professor!

Where is that mummy you were talking about?

I think you had visions.

Look, there they go.

And for sure they have the breastplate and the arm band.

Quick, after them, hurry.

What a quiet night, nothing at all has happened.

Look at those, follow them.

Quick, the breastplate!

Wait, you cowards!

Don't run!

Everybody freeze.

Dr. Almada, What's going on here?

Now we are going to find out who the Bat is.

Take his mask off!

Dr. Krup!

Krup.

Commander, this man is yours.

We'll be by the station later to legally file charges against him.

Very well Dr. Sepulveda. Let's go.

Grab him.

Go away!

Do as I say!

And my father?

- I'll go back in there. - I'll go with you.

This has been so terrible.

Yes Flor, but your father's sacrifice was not in vain...

he rid the world of a curse...

and was able to conquer the spirit of evil with truth.

THE END