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[urinating]

[sighs]

[chamber music playing]

See that warehouse over there?

That's where I wanted to bring you.

[exhales]

I had a reputation among my men because I could smell fear like a dog smells meat.

[chuckles]

[sighs]

You look nervous, Vicente.

We don't know each other that well, Otto. I don't know if I can trust you.

[laughs]

My father used to say that a distrustful man lives for 200 years.

- Hmm. Your father was a wise man. - He was not.

He was killed in the Great War because he was overconfident at the Battle of Loos.

They only needed one bullet.

- Sorry to hear that. - Don't be.

It made me the way I am. Distrustful.

And I've done all right.

Do you mind?

You know, in war, you learn that a man is willing to hide his secrets...

anywhere.

- [Lucena grunts] - [Bachmann chuckles]

[Bachmann sighs]

[chamber music continues]

- [door opens] - [music fades]

Come in.

Go ahead.

Make yourself comfortable.

["Quando La Notte" plays]

[female vocalist sings in Italian]

[Ilse] Are you surprised?

Would you like a drink? Some liqueur? Wine?

No, I have to be going.

I don't want Vicente waiting for me at the hotel.

Your husband will be okay.

[horse neighing]

[horse snorting]

[horse snorts]

I bought this place five years ago.

They don't let anyone close to them, only me.

They are noble.

[horse snorts]

But if they sense danger, they'll kick you to death.

What do you wanna do?

You want me to kill him?

[laughs]

You tell me.

[scoffs]

[horse snorts]

See how he looks at you?

He doesn't know who you are.

The best way for him not to suffer is for him to trust you.

[horse snorts]

[whinnies]

[in German] Stay calm.

Stay calm. Stay calm.

[horse snorts]

[horse nickering]

[whinnying]

[neighing]

[horses whinnying]

That's how life works.

Kill or be killed.

It's too with animals

as well as people.

- You haven't answered my question. - I don't know what you're talking about.

Thank you, Amelia.

You're not who you say you are.

You try your best.

You dress in nice clothes, you engage in conversation...

But there are things you just don't improvise,

like the way you pick up a glass of wine.

When you come from a family with status,

there are skills that you learn before you get married.

[Isabel] Mmm.

Uh, good manners, of course. Basic etiquette.

The liturgy of marriage.

I know who you really are.

You're a survivor.

I am a survivor too.

Vicente doesn't know who you really are, does he?

The two of us had no choice but to lie to survive.

I managed to marry Otto because a Spanish friend was able to arrange it.

- At the Escorial. It was a small ceremony... - [people shouting in German]

- It was unthinkable for a divorcée... - If you'll excuse me, I need to get back.

[cries out]

[whimpers] Oh, sorry. It's my back.

The doctor told me I have to swim, and I do it every day.

But what I really like is swimming in the sea, you know?

I'm sorry. [sighs]

[groans]

Isabel,

due to the circumstances of life,

I don't have many true friends, you understand?

If you and I are going to be friends,

you have to promise me that this is your only secret.

I have no secrets.

[chuckles]

[gasping]

[gasping] Stop the car. Stop the car!

[hyperventilating]

[gasping loudly]

[gasping]

[footsteps pacing]

[Marsé] When I was imprisoned in Dachau,

I dreamed of a big green lemon tree,

planted by the door of a white house, that provided lots of shade.

I had plenty of time to think about what that dream could mean.

Then I remembered...

that in the orphanage where I grew up,

there was a lemon tree too.

Nobody took care of it, and yet it was alive.

Bearing fruit.

[whimpers]

[Marsé] And I remembered that one time, I asked the parish priest

why God didn't make the lemon tree bear oranges.

He told me that that was irrefutable proof God existed,

because without God, everything would be chaos.

When they imprisoned me in Dachau...

I was actually a priest.

[sighs deeply]

[Marsé] And they tried to make us deny our faith.

But we felt that the Lord was testing us.

I saw many men die there.

When they finally liberated Dachau,

and I saw all that chaos,

I asked myself where God was.

[sighs]

There is no truth.

There is no God.

Only the expression of life.

You know, Isabel, I think we're the only ones who still believe

that perhaps,

someday, the lemon tree might bear oranges.

Am I right?

Let's go.

THE EXTERMINATING ANGEL A FILM BY LUIS BUÑUEL

None of the guys in the group know about my past.

Comrades.

[man] Eh?

[door closes]

- Lucena isn't here? - He was supposed to come with you.

What happened?

He had to go with Bachmann.

Alone? Where to?

- I don't know, Deaf Man. No idea. - [thump]

[footsteps]

[guns cocking]

[rattling]

[lock clicks]

[door creaking]

[laughs] Lucena.

We're in.

Yeah! [laughs]

Hell, yeah! [laughing]

A NETFLIX SERIES

["Vientos Del Pueblo" by Ebri Knight plays]

- [Lucena] Come on, gentlemen. Let's eat. - [Deaf Man] Four of a kind, kings.

- [Marsé] Lucena, that's not enough food. - Let's eat!

Pass the plate.

He wants to take his products to Portugal by train.

- What kind of products? - I don't know yet.

How? And when?

How can we help him take anything to Portugal if it's all a lie?

It doesn't matter. We're not doing it. By the time he's figured it out,

- we'll have captured Heim. - What's the next step?

We have a meeting at the Gran Club. Isabel.

- [whistles] - What's the Gran Club?

The most influential brotherhood in Spain.

EPISODE 3 - THE GRAN CLUB

Much more than the Masons.

It's mostly made up of military from the reserve.

But I guess Bachmann has invited you there because...

- Because he trusts us. - If he gives up his contacts,

we'll know every move he makes when he goes to help Heim.

FIVE DAYS UNTIL THE ARRIVAL OF ARIBERT HEIM

Good afternoon.

How are you? I'm Gunter, Herr Bachmann's assistant.

He's asked me to receive you personally.

- Where's Mr. Bachmann? - He is waiting for you inside.

If you don't mind...

It's just a formality, of course.

- Orders from Herr Bachmann. - Okay.

- Madam, if I may... - What?

You're not touching me.

Ah, of course. My apologies, Madam.

Enjoy your evening.

Thank you.

- What was that? - What was what?

Why'd you bring a gun? Wanna get us killed?

I won't surrender without a fight.

[Bachmann] What are you doing there?

Come in! Vicente, Isabel.

[chuckles]

How are we, eh? [chuckles]

Aah!

Did you have any trouble getting in?

Your assistant was quite affectionate with us..

[laughs] Gunter is very protective of me.

SPAIN

TO THE FALLEN

NO POSSIBLE RELIEF, UNTIL EXTINCTION

[Bachmann] We are paying tribute.

Many of your compatriots gave their lives for the German cause.

Today we remember the fallen from the Blue Division.

Some things shouldn't be forgotten.

No one should forget their dead.

Thank you for the invitation.

This is a beautiful place.

[Ilse] Aah, don't be fooled, Isabel.

Only people with mustaches are listened to around here.

They only talk about politics and business.

You know what they say.

Arbeit macht frei.

- Work makes you free. - [Ilse giggles]

[Ilse] The things you say sometimes!

Come, Vicente, I want to introduce you to someone.

We'll be right back, ladies.

See? Off they go. How quickly they forget.

Although, if I'm honest, I don't remember why I got married, either. [chuckles]

Can I pour you a drink?

Sure.

The colonel has sorted out the crossing of the Strait of Gibraltar from Tarifa,

but he needs to get the weapons there.

[Lucena] May I ask where they're from?

The Moors won't care where they come from,

- as long as they can kill each other. - [both chuckle]

I'm sure they won't,

but if I'm going to carry them, I'd like to know what I'm risking.

Let's just say that the last shipment bound for Madrid dropped some boxes.

- [colonel chuckles] - Carrying how many?

- Six hundred like this one. - Hidden among my meat.

[laughing]

Is there a problem?

No. No problem. But I would like to look into it so there aren't any later.

I'm sure Vicente will know how to deal with it.

If not, he wouldn't have come here, right?

Well, is that everything? We need to get ready.

All right, then.

All right.

[Gunter, in German] Mr. Bachmann, your call.

I had it put through to the billiard room.

[in English] Excuse me.

- Excuse me, Ilse, where's the washroom? - I'll show you.

- No. I'd prefer a little privacy. - Of course.

- At the end of the second corridor. - Thanks.

[door closes]

LADIES

[Isabel gasping]

I can't fit, so...

[Bachmann] Excellent. We'll wait for you.

Of course.

Let him know that it's an honor to help.

[hangs up telephone]

If anything happens to me, send this to Archbishop Alois Hudal in Grottaferrata.

He'll know what to do.

Isabel?

Isabel, is everything all right?

[gasps]

I'm just afraid she might have fainted.

[keys jingling]

[Ilse] Isabel.

- Ilse. - I was worried. I knocked on the door,

- but you didn't answer. - Sorry. I just need to eat something.

[footsteps retreating]

[crickets chirping]

[engine idling]

Important calls are made from the Gran Club.

That's why we couldn't get anything from his office phone.

They were cautious because they were talking about Heim.

He didn't mention any names. I only heard him say they'd wait for him.

Then he wrote something down and gave it to his assistant.

It's either Heim or another Nazi. So what's the problem?

- He could be any old German businessman. - Yeah.

You serious?

- Yes. - This is Bachmann. It must be a Nazi.

No, we're here for Heim. I want you stuck to the phone.

You two go with Bachmann. Follow him, don't lose him.

Any movement could help us figure out who it is they're waiting for.

And?

And we'll keep up this charade.

[sighs]

["Todo Negro" by Los Salvejes plays on car radio]

[thump]

- [Marsé] Kiddo. - Jesus.

- Old man. - How was your night?

Nothing. They haven't been outside.

[music continues on radio]

- You'll need it. - Thanks.

- You left this. - Huh?

- Your fruit. - You can keep it.

[music continues on radio]

[music volume swells]

[whistling along to music]

Where the hell are you going this late?

- [tires squeal] - [horn blares]

[tires screech]

[Marsé] Why did you stop?

[horn beeps]

[horns blaring]

[horns continue blaring]

Shit!

[knocking at door]

[Lucena sighs]

I'm sorry, I lost them.

- Was Ilse with him? - Yeah. Bachmann was driving.

- Where were they going? - I don't know, Lucena. No idea.

Yes. A message for Mrs. Ramos.

They left at daybreak. I'll be waiting for instructions in front of Tythus.

[sighs]

[faint scream]

[scream]

[screaming]

- [screaming] - [weapons clashing]

Thank you, Amelia.

The maid says they'll be away for a few days.

Early for a vacation, don't you think, Lucena?

- [Castro] We need to know where they went. - [Deaf Man] Why did they leave? Huh?

[Marsé] We should get out of this apartment.

- No! We have to wait. - [Castro] For what?

- Information. - [Castro] Information?

Who the fuck's passing us information, Lucena?

- We're the ones risking our lives here! - [Marsé] Enough.

- [Isabel] Why not talk to them directly? - It's not that simple.

What's the information? What if Bachmann suspects you and knows who we are?

- What if he's seen me? - [Deaf Man] We can't stay together.

- [Isabel] Are we staying? - We'll be okay.

- If they find out, they'll kill all of us. - Don't you understand?

Doubt will get us killed quicker than anything else, Isabel.

We're going to hear something soon, I know it. They've never failed me.

They've never failed me, damn it. I won't fail you, either.

I know what I'm asking you to do.

I'm very sorry, but you have to trust me.

[elevator bell dings]

What was that?

What was what?

Will you tell me what's going on?

Do you think they know who we are? Lucena!

[grunts]

[sighs]

[elevator bell dings]

- Hey! Where is it? - What?

- Where? - I don't know what you're talking about!

- What were you doing in my room? - I only went upstairs to serve dinner!

I haven't been in your room, I swear! I don't know what you want!

[gasping]

Forget it. Here.

- [money rustling] - I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

[sighs]

[Lucena] It took a long time before I could trust anyone.

In the camp, I was alone.

There was no place for trust there.

And outside...

Outside, I...

Do you know when I trusted someone again?

When I realized those three guys had gone through the same thing I had.

It's like a thread that binds all of us together.

You can't see it. It's too fine. But it's impossible to break.

Because you know they'll never let you be alone.

[sighs] That was almost a year ago.

Now I think it's the only thing that keeps me from losing my mind.

To have someone by your side.

We take care of each other. In our own way, but we do.

When you make a decision, you have to make it for the group,

even if you have to put your own life on the line.

It's not easy, but it's the only way to keep this group together and alive.

- Like a family. - [telephone rings]

- Yes? - [man] Mr. De Vega?

- Yes. - This is the front desk.

They're waiting for you in the conference room on the mezzanine.

- Who? - I don't know, sir.

- That's all they told me. - But tell me...

[dialing tone]

- [sighs] - Who was it?

- [hangs up] - I don't know.

Don't go.

- I'll come with you. - No.

Stay here. If I'm not back in ten minutes, go with the rest of them.

Call the number I gave to Marsé and finish the job.

- Isabel... - [sighs]

[sighs] I trust you.

Ramos!

[gasps]

What happened? Why'd you miss our appointment?

- Bachmann's disappeared and no one know... - Shh.

There's a small mountain village near Burgos. It's called Batride.

In Batride, there is a Franciscan monastery.

And it seems that, a few days ago,

some farmers there saw a monk that none of them had seen before.

They were struck by his height. Well over six feet tall.

And... he said goodbye in German.

Aribert Heim.

Well, she will have to confirm that.

But that's why she's with us, right?

If the man who left the monastery is Heim,

Bachmann must've gone to meet him, which explains his disappearance.

- Anything we didn't know? - We're back where we were.

[Lucena] We didn't know he had a right-hand man.

His assistant has to know where he's gone.

[Marsé] Mm-hm.

You said Bachmann gave his assistant a piece of paper.

If something happened, he was to give it to...

- [Isabel] Hudal. - [Marsé] Archbishop Hudal? Alois Hudal?

- Who's that? - [chuckles] The Church is always involved.

He's the guy who helped Adolf Eichmann, Josef Mengele,

Klaus Barbie, Gustav Wagner escape.

- Wirh many other illustrious squareheads. - A real son of a bitch.

- You speak clearly when you want. - If Bachmann ordered this, it's because

that paper contains important information about Heim's possible escape plan.

- Deaf Man, Castro, go get the assistant. - Great.

[panting]

[grunts]

[yelps]

[growls]

[clank]

- [gunshot] - [yelps]

Oh! Whew! [gasping]

- [gunshot] - You wanna play?

- [gunshots] - [gasping]

[gunshot]

[grunting]

Let's do it.

[grunts]

[yelling]

[gun clicks]

[groans]

[panting]

[fluttering of wings echoing loudly]

[yelps]

[tires screech]

[panting]

[Gunter grunts]

[splutters and coughs]

- Who are you? - Where's your boss?

You all smell the same. Jews, Gypsies, Spaniards...

- [bucket clatters] - Your boss, Otto Bachmann, where is he?

I don't know. Aren't you two close?

For a goddamn Nazi, you're pretty funny,

- but I don't like being laughed at. - Oh, no?

Well, we were all pretty amused during the war.

The war?

In the war, you taught us a thing or two.

You taught us how to survive,

and that pain is a great way to loosen someone's tongue.

Where's Bachmann's paper? Where is it?

Where is he? Is he with Heim?

It's too bad we didn't kill every last one of you.

Yeah, it's a pity. You know why? Because if you had killed me,

I wouldn't be here, and you wouldn't be about to eat your fucking teeth.

- [grunting] - [Gunter yelps]

[Gunter groans]

- [Gunter] I don't know anything! - [Deaf Man] Do you mind?

- Go, Deaf Man. - [Gunter] I don't know anything! Please!

[Deaf Man] Castro, your turn. What a crappy hand.

[Gunter] What are you going to do?

- [Marsé] Has he said anything? - The Gran Club's lockers.

That's where we'll find the piece of paper.

If you go in there, they'll kill you.

- [Lucena] Did I ask your opinion? - [Castro] What are you gonna do with him?

We'll do whatever we have to.

What if we get caught? How will we get out of the Gran Club?

You're not coming.

I survived the war too.

If you hadn't appeared, Bachmann wouldn't be a problem.

I've proven I can handle myself.

[bird calling]

Call it.

Heads.

Give me your gun.

Right.

Get him out of there.

[man 1] When was the last time I saw you?

Three years ago...

Yes, that's right! Three years ago.

But you still live in the same place? How do you like it?

[clicks]

"Santa Tecla P1-1."

[floorboards creaking]

[man] What are you doing here?

I asked you a question.

This is not the first time

- someone's pointed a gun at me. - Who the hell are you?

- [grunts] - [Lucena] Let's go.

Drop the gun. Drop the gun!

- Move! - Come on!

You okay?

- You? - Yes.

That's the way out.

[machine-gun fire continues]

Cover me.

[body thuds]

[footsteps]

[gasping]

[Gunter sobs] Let me go, please.

[grunts] Let me go.

[sobbing]

[whimpering]

He's in Almería.

I swear he's in Almería.

I don't want to die. Please, I don't want to die...

Do you know Matthew 5:38?

"You have heard that it was said,

'An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth.'"

"But I say to you, do not resist an evildoer if they strike your cheek...

turn the other also."

"And if anyone wants to sue you and take your coat...

give your cloak as well."

"And if anyone forces you to go one mile, go also the second one."

[sobbing]

"Give to those who beg."

"And do not refuse anyone who wants to borrow from you."

"But I say to you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you,

so that you may be children..."

"Children of your Father in heaven."

"For he is the one who makes his sun rise on the evil and on the good...

and sends rain on the righteous and unrighteous."

And now, according to the word of God, I'm supposed to let you go.

But the problem...

But the problem is that because of people like you...

I stopped believing in God.

No...

[gunshot echoing]

[screaming]

[sobbing]

[weeping echoes]

["Vientos Del Pueblo" by Ebri Knight plays]