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Come on guys, seriously now. Who was it?

Who told you about my birthday?

If I catch the bastard who spilled the beans, I'll kill him.

Ready!

No, come on, guys, seriously now.

Let's drop this already, ok?

Talk to my uncle, General Lozano.

Someone call him now, this is a mistake!

Aim!

No, I'm the general's nephew! Let me go!

If a shot gets away from anyone he'll be in trouble!

Stop!

Fucking stop already!

I'm happy to see you, uncle.

You and I need to talk.

Release him!

Take him to my office and haul ass!

So now what?

Didn't you hear him?

Let me go already, you fucking rednecks!

I admit that you had me doubting there for a sec.

It was just for a quick second,

but I swear I thought that this time I wouldn't live to tell the tale.

I got here in time to stop them from executing you, Jan...

But not to stop them from killing you.

Well, here I am, right?

Not for long.

It's the third time I've saved your life, but it will be the last.

I convinced them not to execute you,

but in return, they want something similar.

They want you to take this envelope to Colonel Alarcos.

Alarcos? Alarcos commands the Sixth!

-Tell me something I don't know. -The Sixth’s across the sierra.

I'd have to skirt the buffer zone. It's impossible to get out alive.

I told you it was like an execution.

Uncle, you can't do this to me! It's like...

You head-butted a judge!

For the record, I hurt myself too. But that doesn't matter...

You and your usual little jokes, right, nephew?

Well it turns out that judge is a lifelong friend of Franco.

Almost cousins, damn it!

I didn't know he was almost Franco's cousin.

The people upstairs have had it in for you for ages, Jan.

You've become too popular saving Reds from death with your shitty trials!

"Private Decruz, accused of desertion and cowardice on the national front..."

You insisted on freeing him from execution.

He's not a coward, he's just a scared 17-year-old boy!

I've done everything I can, Jan, I wish you'd used your head much better.

Well, Franco's almost cousin doesn't think the same...

The judge sentenced you for treason.

The only way they'll overturn the sentence is proving that you're a good soldier.

So you will be delivering this envelope to Alarcos and returning before dawn.

Maybe execution was better. And quicker.

That mouth, Jan.

That fucking mouth. If your father were alive today...

Get out of here and be careful.

I've already lost too much family to this war.

My brother is still alive.

Not for me.

-What's that? -You have a vehicle outside.

I don't know how to drive.

Don’t worry, we've also thought of that.

Private Decruz.

-They're going to shoot me already? -No.

Today's your lucky day.

Thank you, my Captain, but I didn't do anything.

You were supposed to be fighting at the Ebro,

but they arrested you 20 minutes from Boiro.

You were scared shitless and you ran to your mother.

-So there's a sentence already? -Yeah, you're a coward.

-You can drive, right? -Sure, in Boiro since we were kids...

-I only asked if you can drive. -Sorry, yes, I can.

Very good, you’ll have to take me to the Sixth.

To the Sixth?

But that's impossible, my Captain. There's no way to get back alive.

-Would you rather be executed? -It's kind of the same thing.

You have a girlfriend?

I have friends. I have a few friends.

I have one in Boiro and two in Cambados,

but the one in Boiro's a better friend.

So you're a virgin?

In Boiro we're all virgins, my Captain.

-Are you good with weapons? -It's not my forte.

And what's your forte, private?

I don’t have any fortes, my Captain.

My God...

Between you being a coward and me a lawyer, some lethal commando we are.

Captain!

-Lozano! -Hey, stop!

Montoya, what happened to you?

Shrapnel from a Red mine, I almost didn't live to tell the tale.

These Germans say they can make me a prosthesis.

Yeah, can't wait to be able to jerk off again, huh?

Yeah...

Captain, could you give me a cigarette, please?

That old crow won't even let me take a drag.

-Sure. -Oh.

Thanks.

What is this?

Smoking is bad for your health.

And war is too.

Do you think those little stars will get you somewhere?

I'm in command here.

But what is this? Did Laura do this shoddy work?

When I get back from Garabandal I'll teach her a lesson!

What are you doing just standing there? Let's go, I don't have all day!

That's the old crow?

If she's going to Garabandal she'll be back tomorrow.

Wait, wait a moment. Halt!

Fuck...

Thank you, Captain.

...in Boiro I worked at my uncle's repair shop.

My thing is motorcycles, but there's no engine that can resist me.

Cars, tractors... If it has screws, I'm your man.

Right, right. Can't we go a little faster, private?

Yes, we could, but I prefer to go slow,

that way maybe we'll live a little longer.

-Although maybe we could... -No, I'm telling you no right now.

-But I didn't say anything yet. -I'm not going to Boiro with you.

How did you know I was going to say that?

Turn right, private, we'll take a shortcut.

Are you sure, my Captain?

That's the buffer zone.

Our men aren't there, are they?

Relax, kid, I promise you nothing will happen to us.

Sure, are you saying that just to say something or do you really believe it?

Fuck...

Shit!

-Captain, wake up! -Are we there already?

-Do what they say. -And what are they saying?

Oh, sorry.

Easy, Decruz, these guys are like dogs.

If they smell fear, they kill you.

We have to pretend we couldn't care less, got it?

What are you doing here?

What a coincidence, I was wondering just that.

-Do you have papers? -I'm Captain Lozano, from the Fifth...

Papers!

What's all this?

You can't pass, you must go back.

I'm in a hurry, so they can start moving all that out of the way.

Exactly, out of the way.

Where are you going?

It's confidential.

Where?

Confidential means you know where you to stick your questions.

Up your ass!

You can stick them up your ass.

Let us by or you'll be in trouble.

Get the fuck out of our way!

Decruz! Be quiet.

Be quiet because this gentleman...

is going to let us through.

Aren't you?

Now that's what I call nutting up to them, Captain!

Mind you, when I can let's stop, okay? I'm about to throw up.

Private, can I ask you something?

You already asked me if I'm a virgin.

What's someone like you doing in this war?

I don't really know.

You don't know?

Had to go with someone, right?

In my town, everyone sided with the puff pastries.

The puff pastries?

The nuns put something in that dough that makes them taste different.

And no matter how much as you ask, they won't tell you.

So of course with the war, the first thing we thought in town

was if the Reds captured the nuns the puff pastries would be gone forever.

We couldn't allow that.

You're in this war over puff pastries?

When you say it that way...

Do you have a better reason?

Any reason is better.

You haven't tried those puff pastries.

That's a Polikarpov.

A Rat.

And that's a Fiat.

The Russians have no fucking idea.

The Germans and those "guidos" are unrivaled.

Well it looks like the "guidos'" aim isn't so great.

Pull over to the side.

Let's go help him, he's one of us.

One of us? And what do I have to do with an Italian?

Decruz, it's too soon to be a coward and this is just the beginning.

But I'm sure he's all right!

And his friends are out there too.

Private, move your ass, we're not going to just leave him there.

Fuck!

Captain, why don't we give up already? It's gonna be really hard to find him.

-Maybe if we... -You always talk as much, private?

-Grandma always said... -Shut up a little Decruz.

Alright.

Come on.

Is he dead?

What do you think?

Show your hands!

And turn around nice and slow!

Oh God...

You see, my Captain? Not a good idea. I told you so, we're screwed.

Easy, kid, if they wanted us dead they would have shot us already.

Did you hear? Turn around.

Nice and slow.

Not a word of bullshit, private, got it?

So we came to hunt Pavas and we run into a fascist captain.

No, sir, we're Republican soldiers.

We're dressed like this because we're infiltrated between enemy lines.

Do you take us for assholes?

No, no.

Get their weapons.

-What are you looking at, kid? -Nothing.

Will you cut that out for a while?

All these pictures...

What are you doing here?

That information is confidential, I can only tell you.

And why's that?

You'll understand when I tell you.

Say goodbye to your fucking life.

Priest-killer, hold it! Fucking hold it, don't kill him!

-Priest-killer? -Do you have something to say, fascist?

Nothing at all, it's a beautiful name.

We clearly caught ourselves a big fish.

You don't send a captain to sniff around.

I'll remember this one.

Don't you worry.

Be a smart-ass again and you won't live to tell the tale, right?

Oh, fuck, I understood you already lady.

We need to search him, he could be from intelligence.

Check and see if he has anything we can use.

These two are coming from or going to Las Aguilas

and decided to take a shortcut.

"War is won by nutting up".

What does it mean?

Son of a bitch.

Are you kidding?

-A coded message? -Coded message my ass.

You better start explaining what this is.

Alright.

Fuse, kill the kid.

It will be a pleasure.

What? No, no, fuck! You can't kill me!

I'm still a virgin! You tell him, my Captain!

That's not true!

In fact, he has a wife and two kids.

Don't be assholes, you won't gain anything by killing him.

Gee, shit...

For fuck's sake, that's gross. I can't go on this, my sergeant.

Dammit, Fuse, again?

If it were up to you we'd resolve this war by playing cards!

Isn't he a bit young to have two kids?

A bit young for you to kill him.

If you want, I'll do it.

Will you shut up, Brodsky?

Two kids?

Fuck me...

We're taking them.

Who’s the pushover now?

Fuse, don't fuck with me!

The Party ordered us to take no prisoners.

Will you shut up already?

Fuck! Everyone has an opinion here, this is not an assembly!

Listen...

The kid's of no use to you.

Look at him.

Let him go.

-You can take me. -Oh, can we now?

You're in no position to negotiate absolutely nothing.

Look, for now we're taking both of you with us to the camp.

You caught me on a good day,

but don't push your luck.

Let's go.

Move it!

Move it!

-Shit! -Get the fuck out of the way!

Fuck...

What is this shit?

Brodsky...

Can someone tell me what the fuck that was?

He was possessed.

Decruz, shut up!

He's right.

Back in Mother Russia they say that when the dead rise up...

Brodsky, don't give me any of your stories now!

What stories?

I've told you a thousand times, I'm Russian!

I was brought here as a child, Jesus fucking Christ!

You do have a taste for vodka...

Enough, you're like little kids!

Fuse, how's the American?

There's nothing we can do.

Stone dead.

Let's get out of here.

-Wait, you're not leaving them like that? -What do you want?

-To give them a Christian burial? -My Sergeant, the fascist is right.

The American was an idiot but leaving him here is nasty.

Fuse, don't you even know how to check if someone's dead?

Shit!

What the fuck...?

Brodsky, please, he was one of us...

I'm not so sure about that.

I can’t believe it!

Look.

He's suffering.

Now we really can go.

And now what?

Messerschmitt 109's.

No, those are Pablos and the one that fell wasn't a Pava.

Who asked you anything, fascist?

The fascist is right, they're Junkers.

Where are they going?

Starting now, you'll only speak when I tell you to.

Try anything and I'll drop you in your tracks.

Fascist, what's going on here?

I know as much as you do.

We’ll see when I leave you alone with the Nail Clipper.

"Nail Clipper"?

What's up, none of you have normal names here?

It’s an appropriate name.

He's our specialist in extracting information and he's the best at it.

-You don't know my aunt Charo from Tudela. -You'll stop joking when you meet him.

That's at the camp.

Let's go.

Fucking fascists!

Something tells me my interview with the Nail Clipper has been canceled.

Well it will be the only reason you'll stay alive!

Move it, fascist!

Ochoa!

Manolo!

Is there anyone still alive?

Goddamn it!

I had a CS1 like this, they left it in the garage...

It’s an ES1!

And it was mine...

Sure, an ES1, whatever you say...

It's the same dust the pilot was covered in.

That's it.

You talk right now or I'll blow your head off.

What's that crap you dumped on them?

-I swear to God I have no idea! -Sergeant!

It's Ochoa!

Kill them already and let's get to the checkpoint.

What fucking good would that do?

What the hell did they do to you, Ochoa?

Shit...

Shit!

We need to haul ass the fuck of here!

What the fuck's going on here?

Same thing as with the pilot and the American.

There's only one thing we can do.

Don't even think about it!

It's Ochoa! Help her!

No way, my sergeant.

Can you please untie us?

Holy Mother of God!

Can you untie us, like now?

Holy shit!

Are they alive or what?

Father?

No, kid!

Father!

That's not your father anymore.

She's right, we have to get out of here!

Shut the fuck up!

This can't be good, my Sergeant.

They're our fucking comrades, we have to help them!

Sorry, Sergeant, but as we say in Mother Russia:

Go fuck yourself!

Fuck it!

No! Cease fire!

Cease fire, they're with us!

We can't cease fire!

In the head! You have to shoot them in the head!

We have to get out of here! We can't do anything for them!

Let's get the fuck out!

-Come on! -Fuck, let's go!

Run, Decruz!

Come on!

Push!

Get off, fascist!

Priest-Killer, release the kid!

Help us, you idiot!

Let go of me too, I can help!

I don't trust you!

Come on!

Get in!

Belschey!

Let's go!

Gutiérrez, the Gardner, and that kid from Manresa.

Massip.

The dead are walking.

Their blood is dry.

The kid was right, they're possessed.

Cut the crap, goddammit.

That's not possible.

Man, you guys riddled the shit out of that Italian pilot with bullets

and your comrades too, by the way.

Don't fucking remind me!

They weren't dead, they were walking! You guys saw it!

They wanted to eat us.

Will you shut up, Brodsky?

It's true, you saw what they did to Carlos.

Look, fascist, you must know what all this is about.

You guys believe in nuns and all that!

I don't believe in nuns, nuns exist.

You know what the fuck I mean! Nuns, priests, God and all that bullshit.

Look, in the Bible doesn't it say that God rose up three days later in Bethlehem,

like those beasts?

Let's see, first of all: It wasn't God, it was Jesus.

Second: it wasn't in Bethlehem, it was in Jerusalem.

And third, when Jesus rose the third day he didn't fucking start eating people!

So we know the same as you about that!

As much as it bugs you, we're on the same side!

No, that's not true.

In this war, we're the Republican side,

and you're on the side of the sons of bitches.

How nice...

Come on, untie him.

Wait,

I have to tell him something.

Now we're even.

Go ahead.

Careful, careful.

"You can't die twice if you don't escape death once."

What are you talking about?

What does that phrase mean?

It's not a phrase, it's a Russian proverb!

Bunch of ignoramuses...

Brodsky, in addition to Russian, is a poet.

Yeah, a regular Machado, you bet.

Maybe they came back to life!

My uncle from Cambados had a catalepsy attack

from drinking two bottles of moonshine.

They left him for dead. Two days.

Until he woke up.

He vomited for three hours,

but three days later he was drinking moonshine again.

This isn't exactly the same, kid.

All that doomsday shit are just tales to scare the people.

If they got up and walked it's because they weren't all that dead.

They didn't attack each other,

they wanted us.

So what now?

Now we go to a hiding place we have near here.

To meet more comrades of yours?

No, don't worry.

There are only weapons, ammunition and some food there. Well, and a radio.

Let's see if we can find out what the fuck is going on.

Does the Captain agree?

Do we have any choice?

Yes...

We shoot you and throw you into the river.

Then I think it's great.

If we hurry up, we’ll get there before it's dark.

What the...?

They're here too?

Shit.

Fuck!

I told you they were possessed!

Wait a minute, wait, give me a gun, I can help!

No bullshit, or you'll meet the Virgin, Jesus or whoever the fuck you pray to!

This doesn't change a thing, fascist!

Did I say anything?

Come on, kid, move it!

Get the fuck out of here!

Brodsky!

-Brodsky! -Wait!

Let me go!

-There's nothing we can do! -Brodsky!

Clear out! Get out of here, let's go!

Just leave!

Leave...

Don't touch me, fascist!

Come on!

Why are those two still alive?

They're of no use to us! Let me handle...

Haven't you had enough of this shit?

What the fuck's wrong with you?

They beat us here.

Just what we needed.

But... what's the meaning of this?

It's a long story, actually...

Don't anybody move!

-Don't anybody move!! -Hold it, freeze!

I'm Captain Lozano...

-Requetés Regiment. -Requetés Regiment my ass.

Drop the gun, fuckin fascist, or we'll mow you down!

Drop yours or I'll blow your head off.

A fucking "arrow" and a Muslim!

Hands up or I'll take out your boss!

Check out the fucking nun!

Everyone freeze!

Priest-Killer, shoot him!

In a little while I'll just be running after you trying to eat your guts.

What if I blow your head off?

Well, if you put it that way...

Rafir, take out the old guy!

I'll take care of this runt.

Careful with the old guy,

or he might blow your balls off before you can pull the trigger!

Can we just drop this?

Stop pointing at him or I'll shoot you.

If it's about balls, let's solve this right now.

What are you waiting for, faggot.

Don't point at my Captain,

or I swear you'll find out what lead tastes like.

-You should take the safety off first. -Sorry.

Shit!

Fuck, I'm sorry.

-Are you nuts? -Nothing happened here, ok?

We can shoot each other and the ones left standing can deal with the ones out there

or...

we can lower our weapons

and try to think of away to get out of this alive.

I don't trust the "Arrow"!

Ensign, identify yourself.

Ensign Jurell. Spanish Falange of the National Syndicalist Offensive Boards.

Good. And you?

Private first class Rafir. Fiftieth division.

-You know what's going on? -The dead aren't dying!

What are you doing here?

-We were crossing the city when... -Rafir!

-Shut the fuck up. -You shut up, Ensign!

You're under my command now! Are we clear?

Alright.

Then answer me. What are you doing here?

A Junker mistook us and bombarded us as we were crossing the sierra.

Two of the ten that set out were left.

And the next thing we know, our own comrades wanted to eat us.

So we cut and ran across the woods and came across Sister Flor.

God guided our steps to here.

Well as of now there's a few more of us here,

we have to work together.

These Reds will shoot us as soon as they can.

You better believe it. Right between the eyes.

-Fuse! -Let's cut the crap already!

There's only one way to get out of this alive.

Together.

So whoever thinks they'll do better on their own can clear out.

So be it.

Decruz, fucking lower that already!

Yeah, sorry.

Are you finished?

Well, now that we're all friends again, let's eat something.

These demons came out from between the trees

and the vehicle fell down an embankment.

And the driver was eaten by those beasts from hell.

I saw it with my own eyes, may God have mercy on their souls.

And if I'm still alive, it's a miracle.

Let me take a look.

That's not necessary, Mother, it's nothing.

"Mother" is the Mother Superior

and whether it's nothing or not is for me to decide.

Giacinto of the Sacred Heart of Jesus?

Yeah, what of it?

I wear it as an amulet.

This needs to be cured.

If they attacked the old crow...

I mean, sorry, Sister Flor...

Then they're not just at the river.

They can be anywhere.

Decruz!

You, Rafir and Fuse grab something to eat and go upstairs to see what you can see.

You heard him, Fuse, upstairs.

A fascist telling us what we have to do?

He's our best shooter.

Upstairs.

Captain, don't push it, I give the orders here.

We'll rest here tonight.

We'll split the food and ammunition in equal parts.

-What are we now, communists? -Anarchists!

Whatever, comrade.

Whatever is happening here isn't...

What do you fascists say?

"Earthly".

What's happening here isn't earthly.

I don't know much about things, but the things I do know about I know a lot.

I used to be a railway worker.

I can explain whatever you want about winches and tracks.

I can't believe you don't know what this is all about.

Don't the priests say that the dead will rise one day?

Well tell us where the bible explains what we have to do.

This has nothing to do with the kingdom of heaven.

"When there's no more room in hell,

the dead will walk the Earth."

What the fuck is that?

It what my grandmother used to say.

I don't believe in that bullshit.

Although it's also true that in this fucking war

we've all done something we could regret.

In Las Aguilas there's a priest.

In case you want to confess before Doomsday.

Go fuck yourself!

Doomsday my ass!

The only thing this has to do with God

is that someone is playing at being Him.

So what about this, Captain?

This...

is a family affair.

WAR IS WON BY NUTTING UP

Hey, Muslim.

I forgot that Allah doesn't allow you to drink.

To kill, yes, that he does allow.

Your god doesn't care much that you kill your brothers either.

I don't have a god.

I fight for a cause.

So you owned a CS1...

You rich kid...

I told you I drove a CS1, not that I owned it.

Before the war I used to work in my uncle's repair shop.

What about you?

That ES1 was yours, right?

That's a bike you don't see every day.

Wait a minute.

You're Miguel Andreu?

Miguel Andreu!

Ten years ago I went to La Rabassada to see you race!

When you passed the curve where I was with my uncle, you were going...

I thought you wouldn't survive.

What a race!

You even signed an autograph for me, remember?

Well, how could you remember?

There were so many people and I was a little kid.

Miguel Andreu!

Who could imagine I'd be fighting with Miguel Andreu?

We're not fighting together.

And my name isn't Andreu either.

Who cares who I was before the war? This is what there is now!

But you can race again, the war is going to end someday.

"It's going to end," he says...

We've been retreating everywhere for a year.

Anyway,

someone had to win.

Don't be an asshole, kid.

I know perfectly well I won't race on a circuit again in my fucking life.

If you know that you've lost, why are you fighting then?

I've never abandoned a race.

I don't give a fuck about coming in last, but if you start a race, you finish it.

So they call you the "Priest-Killer"...

You haven't killed a priest in your life.

I had to say something to get admitted into the militia.

Will you keep my secret?

I've heard that the only women who enlist in your ranks

are whores or dykes.

Or both at the same time.

I suspect you're not a dyke.

Don't act tough, the only soldierly thing about you is you're looking for trouble.

Yes, I noticed you've been checking me out...

Hey, I get it.

An army that sends its women to war is an army of queers.

I bet you're dying to find an honest-to-God man.

If you find one, send him to me.

Look.

This is Father Bustos.

And the girl next to him is my little sister.

Pretty, right?

Father Bustos thought she was.

When the war broke out I had no time to say goodbye to my family

but I did say goodbye to Father Bustos.

Want me to tell you another secret?

But you're right about one thing.

Kill him, I didn't kill him.

When I left he was still breathing.

He's just a big mouth.

Well, and a poor idiot too, but he's just as scared as the rest of us.

For me "the rest of us" are my comrades.

You could all die right now, so don't pretend to be Mr. Nice-Guy.

Those guys out there don't care a whole lot what side we're on

and if we want to get out of here, we'd better put all this shit aside.

All this shit?

Sure, and we can also hold hands and sing songs.

All you fascists are the same, fucking treacherous rats.

And all you Reds are children of Satan out of hell.

In fact, before I think I saw your demon tail poking out.

You checked out my ass?

No, I mean I...

In my town all the men have cracked hands.

You've never been to battle, have you?

I'm a lawyer.

-A lawyer. -Corporate.

And what the hell is a lawyer doing out here?

Yeah, you're gonna be real useful to us.

Well I broke a friend of Franco's nose.

Well, actually, his almost cousin.

So I've done more damage to the Nationals than all of you together.

A lawyer... Well fuck me.

Did you hear that?

There's one coming.

-Muslim, let me try your rifle! -No way.

Only I touch Leila. If not, her "barakah" wears off.

Fucking Muslim!

That one won't be up again.

Shit!

Shit, shit!

We've got company!

The Muslim offed one but more are coming!

-No time! -Come on, let's go!

-Captain, what do we do? -Come on!

Priest-Killer!

Fuck...

Run!

Follow us! Come on! Out the back door!

Come on!

-God... -Move it!

Come on!

This way!

Hurry!

Fuse!

Are you hungry, you fuckers?

Then eat this.

Run!

Jesus fucking Christ.

What do we do?

Don't shoot, we don't know how many more there might be.

It smells like pig.

How do you know what pig smells like, Muslim?

Because I fucked your father once.

So you're a queer.

No.

It's okay, dude.

But if you fucked him, you’re queer.

He's right about that.

Enough, is this a schoolyard or what?

What is this?

They fenced off the valley.

Who fenced off the valley?

The Germans. I saw them roll it out. They fenced off the entire valley.

They're being fried.

Sergeant.

We can't leave him like that.

Even though he's a Red,

may God have mercy on his soul and embrace him in his heavenly glory.

Amen.

Fucking shit.

Hey!

If the Nazis put this up, you guys have to know something.

We're all risking our lives, fascist, don't fuck with us.

They're not going to let us out.

We're in the middle of a theater of operations.

You see? I was right.

Son of a bitch, you knew it from the start!

No, wait, it's the same note you saw.

I didn't know it had a hidden map, It must be invisible ink.

I discovered it in the big house.

What's it mean? It's German?

Yes, here it talks about hours, minutes, advance speed...

The dog recognizes his master's voice.

-Advance of what? -Of troops.

What troops? Have you seen troops anywhere?

No, this is something else.

It's them.

Whatever's going on originated here.

And you dragged us in with no warning.

No, I didn't.

I have no fucking idea what the hell these things are or where they came from.

What I do know is they don't care what side we're on.

At least they don't argue all the time.

They seem more in agreement than we are.

Forgive the expression...

Let's see,

the good news is that if there's a map, it’s because they aren't everywhere, no?

The bad news is that we're in the wrong part of the map

I don't know, we can keep walking until they find us,

but the cross is here.

There has to be a reason.

I say we try to find out what the fuck's going on.

And if we jump out of the frying pan and into the fire?

Sometimes it's the only way to put it out.

Without setting a precedent, the fascist might be right.

I vote for investigating it.

Without setting a precedent, I second four-eyes' motion.

We've got nothing to lose.

-Decruz. -Huh?

Oh yeah, sure.

What are you afraid of, Jacinto?

The Virgin of the Sacred Heart is with you.

Let's go.

Fucking democracy.

Let's imagine that the fascist is right

and there's something making the dead rise again.

If we find it, we'll have to do something.

What do you mean?

That we could use it ourselves.

Of course if we find it, we'll have to get rid of our travelling companions.

I want to know if you're sure where your loyalties lie.

I'm very sure about who I'm with.

I hope so.

It's not so late, there should be someone awake.

Maybe they turned off the lights due to the bombings.

Or maybe they were all eaten.

What a battle.

No, this wasn't a battle.

Here some were shooting and others received the bullets.

-Decruz, look and see if it starts. -Yes, Captain.

The blue powder again.

Sergeant!

If you're alive, come out of there!

We start shooting in three...

Two...

-One! -Wait!

I'm out.

Don't shoot.

It's OK, honey. Don't worry.

You aren't dead?

Have you seen any talking dead?

I've seen them walk.

And your leg?

I hurt it trying to escape.

Escape from who?

Probably from the groom.

It's alright.

You're with us now.

What's your name?

Ana.

And who are you with?

A little bit of everything.

So the war's over?

Let's say we made a parenthesis.

What happened here, Ana?

It was the happiest day of my life...

Until the Germans arrived.

Shit! Shit!

Fuck!

My fiancé... well, my husband.

He fell on top of me and that's how I protected myself from the shots.

Only one hit me in the leg.

Then more soldiers came

and they locked themselves up in the church with those huge boxes.

I took the chance to hide in the cellar...

And then I heard the murmuring.

Out there the dead began to move

and stand up.

They wandered aimlessly around the plaza.

I wanted to go out, but that wasn't my family anymore.

That wasn't my husband.

The Germans watched everything from the bell tower and laughed.

Now and then they captured a few and took them inside the church.

They were doing experiments in there.

And we were their guinea pigs.

Until there was an explosion in the church...

And that's when they stopped laughing.

Everything was filled with that blue smoke again

and suddenly they were the ones running and devouring each other.

They tried to defend themselves but there were too many of them.

They didn't have a chance.

With the night came the calm.

I only dared to go out a few minutes ago.

I was crossing the square when I heard footsteps and...

I thought it was those creatures coming back for me.

But it was us.

And where are the other people now?

Where did they go?

-Everyone to the truck. Now! -Hold on to me good and tight!

What? She's a poor widow!

Nobody will be moving from here.

What the fuck are you doing?

I found the formula that produces this! We have the weapon!

Perfect, we'll take it with us.

Yeah, sure, we'll take it with us. But they stay here.

Fucking Republican son of a bitch!

The next one will be at your head.

Jaime, for your mother, put that gun down and let's all get out before...

Shut up!

This isn't a military decision.

It's a political question and as such, I give the orders.

We have to take this information to headquarters.

The Russians will know what to do.

If we dump the dust on their cities we will have the war won!

They'll kill each other! We'll kill all of them!

These people have helped us, we can't leave them here.

Not only can we, but we're going to do it.

But if you prefer, you can stay here with your girlfriend.

Did you think we hadn't noticed?

I won't tell you again, Jaime.

Put the fucking gun down now.

Watch your mouth.

They're coming from everywhere. We...

What's going on here?

You're a damn hick who doesn't know anything!

You're out of your league here.

The Party gives the orders, and I'm the Party representative.

And you're all idiots.

I'm giving you a chance to come with me. It's up to you if you...

May God embrace him in his glory.

We can't get out this way.

I know this church. It has an underground exit.

Of course.

Rats always have several escape routes.

Are you sure about this, sister?

If those beasts get in

and this tunnel has no way out, we can consider ourselves fucked.

My apologies.

Now we have no choice but to check it out.

Let's go!

Move!

Let's go!

They're here already!

Can they fucking smell us or what?

Hurry up, come on!

This way!

Look at those cowards run.

Of course they're not gonna wait.

But don't you worry, trust me, I won't leave you here alone.

Jesus Christ!

You bitch, get off me!

Help! Help!

Get off me, you demon!

Get the fuck off!

How fucking gross!

And she was so beautiful...

She was just a friend, no need to be so jealous.

Come on.

Wait! The girl just bit the Muslim.

You know what happens if you're infected.

It's just a scratch!

Fucking bullshit! There are teeth marks in his boot!

Your "barakah" just ran out, my friend.

-Sergeant. -Wait! Look!

-Her teeth didn't go through! -Bullshit!

Take your sock off.

Her teeth didn't go through! You see! I was right!

Allah still protects me!

You and your fucking "barakah". I bet the stench would stop them!

Let's get the fuck out of here!

Hang on. This way!

Come on! And don't stop!

Sister...

What are you doing?

-I'm going back to the church. -Where?

Someone has to take care of their souls.

Don't be foolish.

And come on out, they're right on us!

It is the will of God.

-What God!? -Jacinto!

What?

Without setting a precedent...

I'm going to let your lustful eyes rest on my leg.

We already know what those demon beasts do when they bite you.

Fuck, Flor...

Go, I have work to do.

Just a second, sister.

Here's a few consecrated hosts.

If you allow me, I'm going to give communion.

Go with God, Flor.

"...and the God of peace brought back from the dead the great Shepherd of the sheep,

our Lord Jesus through the blood of the eternal covenant,

to Him whom be glory forever and ever"!

Amen!

It looks like it's all clear, and the truck is still running.

Decruz, do you know how to deal with that?

How could you doubt it, Captain?

What do you want to do?

Listen. In Las Aguilas there's a train car with the same emblem we saw in the church.

I think I know who's running the operation.

If we manage to get there...

Stop. Do you take us for idiots or what?

Why would we want to go to a fascist camp?

It's impossible they've unleashed all this without having an antidote.

There must be a way to stop it!

And why do you want to stop it?

We already know it's a weapon. And it's yours.

If we were already fucked in this war, we can't do a thing against this. You won.

My brother is fighting with you.

My own brother is fighting with you.

Every time I receive a dispatch I think I'm going to find out that

he's fallen at the front or that he's in some prison waiting to be shot.

Whatever happens, I lose.

If we let that out of Las Aguilas

this war will never end.

It will go on until none of us are left, is that what you want?

If we let that weapon get out of here,

we all lose!

You sure are a good talker.

What did you do before this?

Corporate lawyer.

No shit.

I also studied criminal law, but haven't practiced it up to now.

Anyway, I'm going to Las Aguilas to try and stop this.

You can come with me or wander around the valley until you run out of bullets.

If we enter Las Aguilas we'll end up executed or digging ditches.

At least here we have a chance.

Don't worry, we'll treat you very warmly.

To end up like Brodsky, we might as well shoot ourselves right now.

Your little speech wasn't bad.

But that doesn't change anything for me. We lost the war.

Fuck that. If we go to Las Aguilas and get...

Not this war, idiot, the other one.

You already won that one.

Even if we stop those bastards, this country is yours.

Look, I'm too old.

I don't give a fuck what happens to me. Even if they execute me.

But I do have one request:

Whatever happens, my comrades survive.

Alright?

So let's find whatever we have to find and make sure they make it back home.

Swear to me.

Wait a minute. Where's Decruz?

He was here a second ago.

Damned kid! Where'd he go?

We can go now!

Looks like the fascist finally grew a pair.

Kid, the line that separates the brave from the stupid is very thin.

If only you knew, my captain.

Let's get going!

So what's your plan?

We get in, we find the antidote and we get out.

And you know where the antidote is?

More or less. Yeah.

And the place. You know it?

Yes.

Well, actually I've only been there once.

And that's the best plan we have?

I don't know if it's the best, but it's the only one.

Great.

That's the rear of Las Aguilas.

There are some tunnels that lead to the main area.

That's where the train car I saw is. I guess it's the laboratory.

We'll find out soon.

Good luck, lawyer.

This isn't a card game, I don't need luck.

Halt!

Not another step!

I'm Captain Lozano!

I brought a group of survivors!

Do you always not give a shit about your orders?

I guess I'm like you that way.

Nice to see you, uncle.

Did you bring Alarcos' answer?

As you can see I took a shortcut, and I ran into a small problem on the way.

But you managed to get here. You can tell you're your father's son.

Let him in.

The orders are no one leaves.

I don't give a shit about the orders.

See how I'm just like you?

I came with three soldiers and prisoners...

I sent you to the Sixth to learn how to fight.

That's what I'm doing, fighting for my men.

I couldn't give a shit about your men either.

We're not that much alike.

You want them to enter: they have information about your weapon.

You think I don't know?

One of them reported your adventure to the Moncayo post.

What he didn't know is that we took it ten hours before.

Your prisoners have no fucking idea about anything!

Wait, you don't understand what's going on out here.

You're the one who doesn't understand anything!

The Russians have something similar to what he have.

They haven't perfected it yet, it's just a matter of time.

Do you think they'll think twice about using it?

You aren't in your city office here.

This is war and I'm going to win it at all costs!

Despite everything, the test has been a success.

Now we'll be clearing the valley.

You better come in before the bombers arrive.

Be reasonable, those men are under my command.

I gave them my word. I can't leave them behind!

Come on, Jan.

Don't fuck with me.

I'm not leaving them behind.

Captain!

It's an order!

What the hell are you doing? Let's get the fuck out of here.

What happened, Captain?

-Good luck! -General, wait!

Fuck, I'm a fascist!

Motherfuckers, you can't trust anyone in this country.

Stupid idiot!

We must delay the bombardment. I'm calling Alarcos.

Forget about that.

You are no longer in charge of the situation.

Actually, you never were.

What are you talking about?

I'm the one in charge here. What I says goes!

Fucking German.

I told you it was a shitty plan.

They'll wind up arriving here.

And they don't care what uniform they find in front of them.

No.

They're going to bomb the area.

The airplanes are on their way. They'll leave it like a wasteland.

Well I'm not going without making a little noise.

Fuse.

-Got anything to blow up that den? -I have siphons and some dynamite.

It could work.

Where are my explosives?

I've got them.

Decruz, what are you doing?

Turns out you were right, my Captain.

I wanted to be brave

but I'm just stupid.

What are you talking about?

The square was clear.

But not the truck.

No... Shit.

Drop that right now, private!

Drop...

-They have the antidote in there... -Captain.

It's all over for me.

But... you're a coward, Decruz.

And a virgin, remember?

You're a good man, Captain.

But I'm not a kid.

I'll only ask you for one favor.

I lied about the girlfriends.

So if you pass through Boiro, look for Teresita

and tell her that when I was at the front I never stopped thinking about her.

I'll try those puff pastries too.

You're such a liar, kid.

At La Rabassada I drove a shitty race.

I fell halfway through.

When I finished, everyone was celebrating with the winner.

There was only a brat who wouldn't leave me alone until I signed an autograph.

It's a lie, you don't remember.

You had a red notebook.

And a blue pencil.

I kept it.

And in that notebook I wrote:

-"If you start a race, you finish it". -Until the end.

"For Pablo".

Fuck!

Some race!

Come on, kid, almost!

Shit!

What a race.

There's no turning back.

Special Team, go to the North Door.

Emergency State has been activated.

Fuck!

What the fuck do we do now?

Find the antidote, right?

The train car I saw has to be around here.

Around where?

Who knows! But we gotta stop this!

Captain!

I enlisted because the uniform looked good on me.

Mom didn't bring me into this world to save it.

So with your permission I'll try my luck alone.

Don’t cry, I swear I'll write.

Rafir, you coming?

-No. -Good luck, my friend. Salam aleikum.

Go with God!

So yeah, your master plan is working out perfectly, Fascist.

I'm not sure about this either, Sergeant.

My thing is racing or fighting, not digging ditches.

Fuck off, Fuse!

Yep, it's working out perfectly.

Shit! Follow me!

Let's go!

This way! Run!

Where's Rafir?

Another one scared shitless.

Come on! I'll cover you!

Run!

Fuck! This way!

Jesus!

Fuck!

-Hey! -Come on!

Fuck!

Jesus Christ... or whatever!

-We have to reach the laboratory! -How?

This way!

Allahu Akbar!

Rafir!

God you scared me!

Alone at last.

What happened, did you miss me?

I was always a shitty racer.

I fell and your comrades wouldn't let me leave.

Your girlfriend?

Laura.

We were going to get married in May.

You bastards killed her in Lucena.

Maria.

The boy's name was Miguel. Like me.

I saw the house fell on them in the bombardment with my own eyes.

They have a certain air, don't they?

-They look alike. -Fuck that, mine is much prettier.

Fuck everything.

EXPLOSIVES

I still have a little gift.

Long live Spain!

Wait, wait a sec!

Yours or mine?

Who cares? The one that's left after this shit!

It's this one!

Well that's it.

You two get the antidote. I'll get us out of here.

And how are you going to do that?

I told you that before the war, I drove an old heap like this.

Let's go!

Son of a bitch!

What's this?

Is this the antidote?

Is this the antidote?

There is no antidote!

There is no antidote.

We tried several things.

But they only slow it down.

I think I did my job too well.

I conquered the final frontier.

The gates are open and there is nothing you can do to stop it.

My work...

My work is immortal.

It's coming...

It's coming!

Eternal... life!

Didn't last long, bastard.

Fuck!

Shit! Shit!

I think I'm screwed...

No, no, no!

No, wait!

Wait! Please! Wait, no!

You're crazy! You cut off my hand!

I think we made it in time!

Here it is! I knew it!

What little imagination!

-Come on! -Fuck!

Get in! Quick!

They'll wind up breaking it.

I guess you've run out of brilliant ideas.

Well I still have two bullets.

Too bad I don't have a hand to load my gun.

And you're gonna remind me forever, right?

I am!

-You are not going to kiss me, are you? -No, not at all.

-No. -I don't think it’s the best time.

Look... There actually isn't much time left.

Flor, if those tales of yours about the afterlife are true...

wait for me, I'm coming!

Abdullah. The barakah!

Jan. Jan!

You cut off my hand.

So you're home.

Where will you go now?

I'll try to cross over to France.

Fuck. I know this is a shitty country, but France?

There's nothing left for me here.

Listen...

On my side they don't know anything about you.

I mean that...

You can come with me. Nothing will happen to you.

Jan, we don't have anything in common.

If it wasn't for this war we would have never met.

Yeah, but the thing is we did meet.

There's nothing that can get us back together.

Fuck...

Can't anything good come out of this war?

Not this war or any other, lawyer.

If I were you I'd go get that cured.

Hey, wait, wait!

At least tell me your name.

Seriously?

I can't keep calling you "Priest-Killer"!