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Give him some room! Give him some room, please!

We need to give him some room to breathe!

Call an ambulance!

He is dead...

May the Lord decide

you're not yet to enter His realm.

- Praise the Lord. - Praise the Lord!

- Praise the Lord! - Praise the Lord!

- Praise the Lord! - Praise the Lord!

THE ENVOYS

BOROVETS, BULGARIA

Do you bring good tidings?

You speak Spanish?

My goodness, that's the first miracle just now!

I was a professor in Hispanic philology

at Universidad de Sofía.

- You were? - It was many, many...

You can tell me about that later.

Let me tell you, I don't bring any good tidings.

I bring amazing news. We've found the Great Truth.

- We've run tests on the blood. - And?

Monsignor, you'll see.

I'm very sorry, but we'll have to apply Saint Pius Protocol.

They're taking the tomb of someone who might be a saint.

No. I promise you, I won't touch the priest.

I'm just looking for his personal belongings

he was buried with. Honestly.

Chlamydomonas nivalis.

Now, if you could explain further...

The cells of the alga divide with the snow crystals,

they accumulate pigments,

and give the blood a reddish appearance

that looks like blood, but it isn't.

The alga is not from Bulgaria.

The alga was brought by the priest from California.

He asked to be buried with his personal belongings

and the alga has been quickly expanding from the grave.

Although, it'll look beautiful,

and you could exploit it for tourism.

Just calm down.

I'm not somebody who comes here kicking down doors

and ungrounding books.

I'm an officer from the Holy See and I deserve some respect.

If you don't respect me for this, let me tell you,

I'm a lawyer and I could give you a lot of trouble

if you want to play smart with me.

So, I'm asking you...

I'm not here to show blind faith,

I'm here to prove what we believe in,

which is very different.

VATICAN CITY

Call an ambulance!

Can you hear me? I'm the doctor.

- He's dead... - No, no!.

Make room, please!

Lord, have mercy.

You have promised us eternal life

by your side, my Lord.

Lord, have mercy.

- Praise the Lord. - Praise the Lord!

Rewind it, sister.

"Please"?

Oh, there.

- Stop there. - "Please"?

- Go forward. - "Please"?

What do you ask me please for? What do you want me to do?

No, you are supposed to ask me with a "please."

"Rewind, please." "Stop, please."

- "Play forward, please." - I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

You are sensitive this morning.

Do you think I'm a housemaid?

Barking "play, stop, rewind"?

Alright, I already said I'm sorry.

Could you hand me the dossier?

Please?

You'll show me some respect once I make it to bishop.

Sure, I sure would like to become a bishop, someday.

No, I don't think you'll get to become a bishop.

I will become a bishop,

and you shall show me the respect I deserve.

Here, let's do the following.

You see that I make it to Pope,

and I can guarantee you you'll become a bishop.

- Sure, right. - Alright, come on.

Could you please put the recording?

Bishop?

Of course, Your Holiness.

So, this is a town in Mexico, right?

Yes, Saint "Acaccio."

No, San Acacio, sister. Acacio.

Can you repeat after me?

San Aca...

Sure, we'll leave it as it is.

The man who intended to take his own life is Santiago Balam.

Well, it's a good name for a suicidal jumper.

Balam!

Sister, please...

And Santiago Balam works in the same hospice

as Father Quintana.

Alright...

Your Eminence.

That's what I say. That's what I say.

- Please. - Reverend Quintana.

- Balam. - Balam.

- Go ahead. - Sure.

SAN ACACIO, MEXICO

Are you reading about the case?

I was reading about you.

What does it say? Does it speak good about me?

I don't like to talk casually

to someone who can't be casual with me.

It's alright, you can be casual if you want to.

Did you read mine? My file?

No, what for?

I'm sitting right next to you.

I mean, we can just talk.

I could perfectly tell you about what says there.

Here...

The file will tell you I'm a Doctor in Canon Law,

but I'm way more than just that, you see?

I imagine you're more than just a medical expert.

Well, naturally, Father.

I imagine for you medics

the topic of nature is very important, right?

The...

I handle myself better in other topics.

As a priest?

- No, as a lawyer. - Oh, sure.

Here's the thing, not everything is as it seems,

and not everything is told is true.

Even more, most of the times everything that's said is a lie.

Have you ever thought of that before?

- Right. - You have?

Well, we'll have plenty of time

to get to know each other, Father.

Sure, we'll have time.

What's important is to talk to each other.

Right?

What team are you a fan of?

- I don't like soccer. - You don't?

No.

Even the Holy Father likes soccer,

- there's nothing wrong with it. - I didn't say it was wrong.

I don't say either it's amusing.

Even God is interested in soccer.

Maradona in '86, the Hand of God.

No, excuse me... no.

It was Maradona's hand.

You can see it clearly in every video.

Oh, come on. Come on, alright?

Let's get along.

Sure.

Of course, as you're a medic,

when people say the Hand of God, you see an anatomical mistake.

But, do you know what I see?

I see a big plea.

That's what I see. Did it work?

If you consider it from a legal point of view,

it has absolutely no cracks.

Sure, from a legal point of view it surely doesn't.

Can you take us a little further up the hill?

No? Just a little?

Didn't you know the bus doesn't enter the village?

Why should I?

- Because you're from here. - Look.

Not all Mexicans are fortune tellers.

Is it different in Europe?

Well, according to this...

we're in...

SAN ACACIO, 2.5 MILES

Let me guess. We're about 2.5 miles away?

How did you know?

It's just... I'm from around.

Alright then, shall we call an Uber?

Don't worry, the devotes are paying.

Finding an Uber?

That would have been a real miracle, Father.

The village is desolated, there's no one out there.

Yeah.

It was a mining village.

It used to have plenty of gold... this way.

But some 60 or 70 years ago, the mines began to close,

and then the village crumbled down.

Did you grow up in a village like this one?

No.

No, but one of my family's ranches, it was...

Oh, one of the ranches?

- How austere. - Yeah, well...

You would've known if you read my file, right?

San Acazio...

San Acacio, Father. With a C.

People here get upset if you mispronounce it.

Good afternoon.

Hello...

What is it?

We have a reservation under SimÃ3n Antequera

- and Diego Salinas. - It's Pedro...

Pedro Salinas.

- Pedro Salinas. - Sure.

Yes.

It's here, but it was for next week.

Don't you say? Really?

Can you solve it somehow?

Please...

Of course. I'll solve it right away.

Why don't you leave your luggage here

and go have a stroll around and eat something?

- I'll take care of it. - Thank you very much.

- Thank you. - Thank goodness.

See for yourselves How good the Lord is

Try and see

Blessed is The one who seeks

Hallelujah!

See for yourselves How good the Lord is

That's a lot of faith for a single village, right?

It looks more like a live concert than a service.

Blessed is the one Who seeks His refuge

See for yourselves How good the Lord is

Try and see

Blessed is the one Who seeks His refuge.

Hallelujah!

Holy Mother...

Praise the Lord!

Blessed is the one Who seeks His refuge

Father! Father!

May the Lord be with you.

Hey, how is the team? Be good, OK?

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Yes.

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Alright, you too. I'm glad you could come.

- Rafael Quintana? - Fathers! Welcome!

You can't imagine what a long trip we've made

just to get to know you.

- Seventeen hours. - I hope it was worth it.

Yes, of course, even if it was 34 hours.

It's an honor to be here with you.

In there, come on! Hallucinating, right?

Anyway... Pedro Salinas, my esteemed colleague.

- A pleasure. - Pleased to meet you.

SimÃ3n Antequera.

We were sent by the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith.

Welcome.

Your actions have caught the attention of our superiors

in the Holy See, and ours too, of course.

It's not my actions, it's the Lord's.

You're so humble, Rafael.

If you don't mind me asking directly,

what does your visiting imply?

The man that jumped from the belltower.

Our Congregation needs to determine

if we're in presence of a true miracle.

And how can we determine a miracle?

Can we put a hidden camera on an angel?

No. No, no.

No, no.

We actually don't need to prove any miracle.

My mistake.

- What I wanted to say is... - We need to prove

that science isn't able to verify it.

- That's it. - If it's not science, it's us.

Well, then, that's easier.

Don't think that, science can be a rascal.

It's been stealing the miracles from us for two thousand years.

I was about to leave.

If I knew about your arriving,

I would have prepared a welcoming as you deserve it.

- Sure. Sure... - Shall we walk with you?

- If you don't mind. - Shall we come along?

- Sure... - Right, let's go.

Is that yours?

It was a donation from a faithful.

- That's a good ride, huh? - Yeah...

This is actually a very humble village,

but there are some wealthy people

- with ranches in the area. - Yeah, we know them.

They're from our team.

It's very useful for our daily lives,

and the roads are pretty bad shape.

This helps us to come and go from the hospice.

- Right. - By the way,

I must go on my rounds around.

If you'd like, we can meet later at my house,

my assistant can give you my phone number.

You know what? We're on a lucky strike.

To be honest, we're excited to know the hospice,

so if you're in your way there, then...

we can move on with our pending matters.

If you don't mind of course, Father.

Let's go.

Most of the people visiting the hospice

don't really care about coming back.

You have to be very Christian to be that sympathetic,

to see so much suffering in others

and still see the person behind the interned.

There aren't good Christians to spare really.

Are you OK?

Kind of. I'm going to see Adriana.

- Shall I come with you? - No, no. Not now.

- Excuse me. - Of course.

What a great place, Father.

That's it.

How many people you have interned?

Over 200, Father.

A lot of ill people for such a small village, huh?

- Here madness is an epidemic. - Good morning.

People say Mexico is hell,

but it's here in San Acacio the devil set his tail first.

The number one office, right down this aisle.

Excuse me.

Is that Santiago Balam?

Yes, the same one.

Can we say hi?

- Santiago. - Father.

No, stand up, son. Get up. Come, look.

The Fathers came from the Vatican.

What a surprise to see you so well, Santiago.

- How are you doing? - I'm good.

You are?

Maybe it's not the right time, but if you'd like,

we could talk later?

- What do you think? - May the Lord bless you.

- It was a voice... - What is it?

It was a voice.

A voice? From who?

It came from the inside, but it wasn't my voice.

Whispering, like a secret.

At first, they were too many, I couldn't understand.

But then a voice became clear.

What did that voice tell you, Santiago?

That I should make everyone a favor and kill myself.

It was the devil, it got in my head.

Why do you say that, Santiago?

You know when the devil is in front of you.

Sure.

Fathers...

Have a nice day, OK?

Santiago, we'll talk more later. Thank you.

EXTERNAL CONSULTATION

- Psychotic break. - No...

A psychotic break doesn't turn you in Superman.

A man with a 99-foot fall ends up dead.

I'd be dead with a 17-foot fall.

Besides, he didn't have any broken bones.

Yes, it is kind of low.

Eat some cookies and it'll be fine.

Doctor.

- How are you doing? - Hello.

- Dr. Adriana Cordero. - How are you doing?

I'm SimÃ3n Antequera.

- Pleased to meet you. - You too.

- How are you? - I'm fine.

Fine, thank you.

Pedro Salinas. Pleased to meet you.

A pleasure.

The Fathers came from the Vatican.

They're here because of what happened with Santiago.

Right.

You're the medic from the video, aren't you?

- You tended to Santiago. - Yes.

There wasn't much to do when I arrived.

He was completely wrecked.

Well, we don't want to bother you now.

We can talk later if you'd like...

But we're here already, right?

I'd like to ask you if you could be more specific

and tell me how did you find Santiago that night.

Well, the ribcage was completely dented,

a couple of broken ribs that could've pierced his spleen

and collapsed his lung.

I pronounced him dead because...

Well, because he was dead.

- Right. - So, that means...

I'm also a medic, I'm your colleague.

Don't misunderstand me, I would have done the same.

But it caught my attention...

Why didn't you make a report?

After Father Quintana helped him,

we took him to the hospital, we ran some x-rays and tests,

but absolutely nothing came up.

You either believe or blow up.

That's when things get very interesting, right?

What explanation would you provide?

What is it?

INFIRMARY

What's going on?

- A patient just ran away. - Who is it?

- Valentina. - Valentina...

It's Valentina's shoes.

Rafael, take that way. Santiago, come with me.

Valentina!

Valentina!

Valentina!

Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou amongst women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus...

Don't be scared.

We've come here to help you.

- Calm down. - Be at peace.

Be at peace, OK? Everything is OK.

We'll help you.

- Everything is alright. - Help me...

Yes.

Sure, yes. Everything is fine, OK?

That's it...

Please, don't let them take me...

No one will take you anywhere.

Everything is going to be alright.

- Calm down, they won't take you. - Everything is going to be OK.

Valentina! Valentina, calm down!

- Valentina! - Valentina!

Grab her.

- Valentina... - No!

- I'm sorry, Father... - Don't take me with him!

No!

- Are you OK, Father? - Don't take me with him!

- Are you sure you're OK? - Yes...

- You sure? - I'm fine!

I asked you to wait.

I'm sorry, we just wanted to help.

You wouldn't know how to do it.

Our job is not easy, gentlemen.

Valentina has been with us for a long time, fifteen years,

and she has never gotten better, that poor thing.

What's wrong with her?

She had so many cuts and bruises.

Because they hurt themselves with their own hands,

with their nails.

They bump against the walls, the branches,

the stones, whatever they can find.

That's what we're trying to avoid.

We tie her down during the nights, yes.

But we can't have her tied down the whole day.

- Don't you think, Fathers? - Sure...

Look...

Why don't we do something?

I'll ask someone to take you back to the village.

And tonight, I can invite you over for dinner in my house.

- Is that OK with you? - That would be fantastic.

I'm sorry for raising my voice.

Shall we go?

ROME, ITALY

Damn...

Mexican delicatessen, Father Salinas.

To bid you welcome to Mexico, Father Antequera.

Thank you very much.

Tinga, pascal, pozole, squash blossom quesadillas,

tlacoyos, hibiscus water, and save room for the best one,

San Acacian doughnuts.

- Dessert? - That's right.

That painting, it was a gift from a devotee

that came asking for his husband.

A wealthy family with ranches in the outskirts of San Acacio.

He couldn't make it here,

he was in the final stage of a multiple sclerosis.

Poor woman,

tired of struggling for years for her husband.

Right.

Her poor husband couldn't walk, was blind, couldn't talk...

They tried everything, all over the world.

They spent half of their fortune.

They brought me a picture and his hat,

I took the picture, the hat and prayed.

I prayed the Lord, I prayed with all my strength.

I begged him so he removed the cross off that woman's back

so he could receive her supplications.

- And? - Look.

There they are.

The picture is from this summer,

on a cruise across the Mediterranean.

The man could live again.

He has some consequences, right?

But the Lord made a great job with him.

Luckily, the other half of their fortune

is enough for their expenses.

Yes.

And, they gave you that painting.

It was the only thing I accepted from them

It's from the Viceroy, right?

- That's right, Father. - Is it José Sánchez?

That's right, Father. You're such a connoisseur.

Yes.

And it's in a great state also. It must be very valuable.

Yes.

But, for me, the most valuable is that picture.

Sure.

- Whiskey? - Yes.

Whiskey? Don't you say?

- Would you like some, Father? - I don't drink, thank you.

I'll have... just one glass.

- Can I ask you something? - Sure.

No, I don't dilute it.

Today in the afternoon, when you said...

you said in San Acacio

the devil had set his tail first here.

What did you mean by that?

Well, you could explain 1, 2 or maybe 20 interned...

- Thank you. - Father.

...like the ones we have at the hospice.

But, when there are so many cases

of abrupt madness,

of perfectly normal people that one day all of a sudden

began having an erratic behavior,

with their voices shifting,

speaking in strange languages, having seizures.

Do you understand me?

Something settled into the village,

and doesn't want to leave.

Sometimes I think the Lord gave me this gift

so we could balance out strengths.

A gift you've taken a lot of advantage of.

Haven't you, Father?

Excuse me,

- but "in vino veritas." - No, it's fine.

It's fine. I get it.

I get it...

But surely you must know about discretion

in the use of goods.

People donate what they want, if they want.

The church? Now it's doing better than ever.

The hospice was falling apart,

and now it's a model institution.

And, yes, if there is some to spare,

I have no shame to say I get to enjoy it.

If I'm doing fine, the parish, the hospice are doing fine,

and also the thousands of devotees that need me.

You must look after the golden goose,

don't you think?

Go ahead.

I'm sorry, excuse me.

Everything OK?

What happened?

I'll call you back.

OK, I'll see you then.

Is something wrong?

No, everything is going fine. Don't worry about it, Fathers.

Another drink?

- Sure. - Alright.

This man is one of mine.

The restroom?

Down the aisle, the first door on the left.

- Thank you very much. - It was delicious.

Delicious.

It was a pleasure to have you here.

We'll see you tomorrow at nine, then.

- Of course. - By the way,

we're interested in, above all, interviewing other devotees

that have been healed, if that's possible.

Sure, it will be great to visit them.

- Good. - Alright.

- OK. - Thank you very much.

The paths the Lord shows are a mystery,

just like the path in the wind.

But the paths the evil one shows are not only mysterious,

are also devious.

Walk with your eyes wide open, Father.

We shall.

God bless you, good night.

- May the Lord be with you. - Thank you.

Well, your first Mexican dinner was not bad at all, right?

Better than in Europe, you can't deny it.

Hey, Father.

Quintana doesn't sleep alone.

What do you mean?

How do you know that?

I entered his bedroom, I saw his bed,

it was unmade on both sides and on the nightstand,

I found woman's jewelry.

You entered his bedroom? With whose permission?

Father, it's not the first time this happens in our industry.

That's how crusaders got into Israel.

Sure, but excuse me,

Quintana's bedroom is not the Holy Land, come on.

Father, you're new to this and I perfectly understand.

When I began, I also wanted to search for miracles,

but we're here to find scams.

If Quintana lies,

he's not going to say so happily,

he will try to hide it.

And we're here to find out what they're hiding,

not what they're saying.

I apologize, but the hotel is full.

With Father Quintana this looks like Acapulco.

But I got to save you this one.

A big bed, a small bed, it's pretty,

it's clean and it's all what we left.

- It's kind of cold, isn't it? - Oh, don't worry about it.

There are some blankets on the closet.

Have a good night's rest.

I'm sorry, I have some customers downstairs.

God bless you.

Sure, right...

Are you awake, Father?

Yes.

Can I ask you something?

Of course.

Why did you become a priest?

What's with that question now?

The thing is...

I see you, I listen to you and analyze you, and...

nothing that I see tells me this is a man of God.

I didn't even see you pray before bed.

Well, that's because God made prayers

for the people with no imagination.

And I have plenty of that, you know?

I do talk with Him.

Every day, I talk to Him in silence.

Well, it's more of a monologue.

He never answers.

Maybe He doesn't like what I say.

It's true sometimes I get a little bit intense.

Yes, I realized that.

Are you going to answer me?

I can recite the Apocalypse, we'd end sooner.

Alright then. OK, good night.

I'll let you sleep now. Thank you.

I could tell you why I became a lawyer,

I have that even clearer.

Let's hear it.

I love to bargain, you know?

My whole life, since I was a kid.

I was there, boom, bang.

I used to live in a very small neighborhood

in Madrid, in the outskirts, very stark.

Let's say my vow of poverty was made when I got baptized.

Five brothers on the same bedroom.

It was like war,

you had to bargain everything.

The food, the clothes,

your turn to use the restroom...

My mother's caressing.

Luckily, my Father left home soon after

and a bed was vacant.

Of course, you had to negotiate your way into it,

- and who won that bed? - You?

That's when everything started.

Then I stepped into the neighbor,

that was a big deal.

There you got things in two ways,

by force or bargaining.

And using force...

It wasn't a good option.

I wasn't the imposing man I am now.

Now, bargaining... no one could beat me at that.

I was a master of that, I'm telling you.

That's why I enjoy being a lawyer.

I have no doubt about it.

And what about being a priest?

Being a priest?

- Look, let me ask you something. - Let's see.

How is it like to live in a ranch?

What?

Well...

There's plenty of space.

Let's see, my bed was like this one,

don't imagine anymore.

And, unlike you, I didn't have to bargain anything.

I just had to ask, and that's it.

And to not lose the habit,

I'll ask you for one of those sleeping pills,

because it's too hard for me

to sleep besides people I don't know.

Sure, kiddo.

I'll give you a sleeping pill right away, buddy.

So the miracle for tomorrow isn't you waking up.

Your Mexican accent is horrible.

I know it's bad.

Please don't do it again, out of respect of the country.

Thank you.

What?

It's still closed?

Sir, sir.

- When does the church open? - It should be open by now.

We had an appointment with Father Quintana.

- The Father hasn't arrived yet. - Okay, I'll call him.

I've been calling him for two hours, but he isn't answering.

That's odd.

Oh, I have his assistant's number too.

Elena's.

Hello?

Elena, good morning. How are you doing?

This is Father Salinas.

Hello, Father, good morning.

We're at the church waiting for Father Quintana,

but he isn't here yet.

Could he be over there with you?

No, he isn't with me.

That's odd, he should be there by now.

Don't worry, I'm on my way, Father.

I'll see you soon.

Thank you. I'll see you around.

Bye.

When did he tell you she'd be coming over?

Now. She said she'd be on his way.

Are you sure he's in Mexico?

I don't understand. That's odd.

Well, I'm not trying to make a competition here,

but if the mountain won't come to Mohammed...

- Thank you. - Thank you, God bless you.

What are you doing? Hey.

I think we should call the authorities, Father.

Come on, we work for the maximum authority.

Hello?

Father, we should call the police, this is not OK.

No, this is not OK.

What is it?

That's strange.

They even took the José Sánchez.

Did you find anything?

- What? - Son of a...

What's wrong with you?

Can you at least announce yourself?

Everything is looking too strange, Father.

Yes, it is strange.

But even the fridge is empty, they only left some pens.

Did he escape then or what?

Let's see...

By surprise two priests from the Vatican arrive,

and all of a sudden everyone disappears.

He's gone, his things are gone, and his assistant is gone.

Come on, man. Two plus two is four.

Don't you think it's strange, Captain?

It is strange indeed.

It's not the oddest thing that has happened here,

but some really strange things have happened.

It's not worth the investigation.

Sure.

I'm sorry to ask you, were you able to contact the assistant?

The assistant?

Yes, that girl, Quintana's.

- She won't answer. - She's a girl.

Are you insinuating that Father Quintana

and his assistant had a relationship?

There is no use in insinuating.

Everybody knows about it.

They pretend that we don't know about it,

and we pretend that they don't know we know.

It's a group collaboration.

I could send a patrol to her residence,

but we won't find anything.

She doesn't live there, she lives with Quintana.

Surely, they left together.

Sometimes the simplest answer is the correct answer.

Sometimes it isn't, but we accept it as it's simple.

It was a joke.

Look, Captain, we're here

on a particular mission for the Vatican.

And it's of vital importance

for us to know Father Quintana's location.

Sure, it's also very important for us too.

He's our biggest touristic attraction, you can imagine.

Here, let me give you an advice.

As you work for the Vatican,

and as our parish priest is missing,

it's like you had ran out of a branch.

I think it's best for you to go back to the Vatican

and you let us find Quintana.

And once we find him, you can come back

and you can resume your activities with no problem.

I think it's for the best,

so any of us does not meddle with the other.

I think that's a very good advice,

Commissioner.

Thank you very much.

Any other advice?

Sure, of course.

Before you leave, you must visit Quesadillas del Paraíso.

- Right next to the church, OK? - We will pay a visit.

I really recommend it to you.

- Thank you very much. - Thank you, Fathers.

- I hope you do well. - Have a good day.

See you later, Fathers.

- Adriana. - Thank you for coming, Fathers.

Let me introduce you Father Guillermo Prado,

head of the hospice.

Hello, how do you do?

- Pleased to meet you. - Father, it's a pleasure.

I was informed there were visitors from the Holy See,

and I came back immediately

from the Archdiocese of Tulancingo.

- Thank you for coming. - Have you had any news?

- No, nothing. - Fathers...

Pray for him, he will need it.

Why do you say that?

He's never missed church.

Never, not a single day since he arrived here.

I know he's in danger.

Why?

I knew death, I saw myself on the ground,

my body splattered in blood.

He came for me in the realm of the dead,

he robbed me from death.

Calm down.

- Are you OK? - Calm down, Balam.

Do you want some water, Santiago?

Balam, are you okay?

- Santiago? - Santiago!

Give him some room, please.

- Please, please. - Balam, can you hear me?

Does he have a pulse?

- Balam? - I'll call an ambulance.

Hello?

Could you send an ambulance to the San Acacio church, please?

And?

He's gone.

- How? - What? How could that be?

He was doing just fine.

What was the cause of death?

A puncture on the spleen.

It's like the piercing he had reappeared

when he jumped off the belltower.

Maybe the spleen was injured

and had a puncture we didn't see and it burst.

I don't know, I really can't give an explanation.

Thank you, Doctor.

Okay, there's something here that doesn't fit.

We have a man that jumps off a belltower

that is really, really high.

There's a priest that touches him,

he heals him and leaves no trace at all on him,

not a single bruise, like a brand-new car.

Then the priest leaves and this man dies.

Come on, man.

This looks like a miracle.

Then we have the policeman that threatened us.

- That guy did threaten us, OK? - Yes.

And then, we have a priest that instead of investigating,

he spends the whole day sitting reading a file

and scratching his balls.

Do you get this anxious all the time, Father?

No, I don't get anxious, I get effusive.

I can't understand how you can be sitting there

without doing anything, reading the file and...

Well, I'm doing your job.

As you don't want to do it, I'm the one who has to.

Look at this, do you remember yesterday

at the hospice, the patient that got away?

- Valentina? - Yes.

I was saying that name rang a bell.

Valentina Blanco is Quintana's first healing.

Presumed healing.

Why doesn't the lawyer go interview the first witness?

Alright.

I knew you had some potential.

- Let's go. - No.

You should go take the statements.

I have...

some medical work to do.

May the Lord bless you.

Valentina.

Hello, Valentina.

Father Antequera wants to ask you some questions.

I can't help you, you better leave.

I couldn't, it can't be done.

Would you leave us alone for a second, please?

- Excuse me. - Go ahead.

I'll sit by your side.

Is that OK?

Yes...

How are you doing?

You were the first person Father Quintana healed.

How was it?

You can't swim like a fish.

Us humans are air beings, not water beings.

I swam like a fish, and I died.

But...

what happened exactly?

He...

He prayed.

He yelled and yelled to the Lord,

and he brought me back.

But that's wrong.

I was already dead, I was forgetting about life.

And he brought me back...

And now I can't forget about death.

Hush, Valentina...

Calm down.

Let's talk quietly, Valentina.

Yes. Yes, quietly.

You must say his name quietly.

Hush...

Who?

Lucifer.

Satan, the devil.

Belial, Samael,

the Great Dragon, Jaldabaoth,

the Black, Prado, Luzbel...

Prado?

You are not the Father!

- Valentina...? - No.

Never come back in here without my permission.

These people are not like you and I.

These are tormented people, distraught.

It's not acceptable for a good Christian

to poke on their wounds.

Leave, now.

Father, is everything OK?

- Father, are you done yet? - I'm done.

Alright. So, then get over here.

Where are you?

At Quintana's place.

No!

No...

Do you remember when we went to the hospice?

Sure, I won't ever forget it.

Well, that's when I realized you were looking at Elena

a little too much.

A very attractive woman.

She was fanning herself, she felt bad for the heat,

she rearranged her air, and that's when I realized

you were looking at her too much.

Even a little dazed, if I may say.

Well... I also stare dazed at the Sistine Chapel.

Can't I admire beauty? It's part of God's creation.

Sure, right.

But what you didn't see is that Elena

had some acanthosis on her armpit.

Some acanthosis nigricans.

It's a reaction to insulin.

Later, in Adriana's office,

I realized she had a cotton ball on her finger.

Adriana recommended her to eat some cookies.

Have some cookies and that's it.

Yes...

Elena had low blood glucose, Father.

And the last clue, you gave it to me.

The fridge's pens.

These are not pens,

these are insulin pens.

Right?

Elena Flores is diabetic, Father.

There's just one thing I don't understand quite yet.

What is it?

What do I care about it?

That a diabetic needs these in order to live.

Elena could have never escaped

leaving this behind and taking the yogurt.

Don't you realize? We must go to the captain.

And this is enough to move a disappearance allegation.

No, hold on, stop. We can go to the captain.

- Why not? - You're forgetting that...

Look, you as a doctor you see that woman

and see that rare affection you said.

But me, as a lawyer, when I saw the captain,

I saw the kind of person he is.

That guy is not one of the good ones.

I saw how low that man can be.

Trust me, that guy is not up to anything good.

- OK, alright... - Alright.

I didn't want to be such a daredevil, but...

"Flores, Elena Santiago. Lot 8, no number, 77890.

San Acacio, Hidalgo."

Let's go?

Elena?

Elena?

Hello?

Elena?

Elena?

Shall we come in?

Yeah, come on. We're coming in.

- We're already here. - Right.

Elena?

Hello?

- Elena? - Hello?