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To bodies that had been laid in
the earth,

in joyful expectation
of a far different awakening,

there came that hasty,
terror-haunted resurrection

of the spade and mattock
illuminated by lamp light.

Robert Louis Stevenson

Night of the Deceased

Disgusting children.

Give me that pumpkin.

This graveyard looks
so melancholic at night.

My purpose is miserable,

burying by day, exhuming by
night.

Nobody understands.
My work is unappreciated.

Let's see the latest news.

Thirty-year-old hipster guy
murdered with 45 stab wounds.

Forty-five wasn't enough
from the look of him.

Ah Toby, my dear pet,
your food.

I can't let you out,
you'll make a mess of it.

I'll be back.

- Evening.
- Hello. Are you Mr. Fettes?

Call me Vampus.

It's so dark here,
kinda like a haunted house.

So, I'm a blogger,
YouTuber and influencer...

An asshole.

...and I'm writing a piece
on nighttime in graveyards

analyzing the upcoming Halloween

with the hashtag,

"Melancholic nights," he says.
No shit.

Yes, the city council told me
about it.

And, do you celebrate Halloween,
Mr. Fettes?

Hallo-what?

Please, call me Vampus, Mr...?

- My name is Borja.
- That's what I was afraid of.

And your last name, Fettes,

you're not from around here, are
you?

I'm from Murcia, wise guy.

My grandfather was Scottish.

He worked in the funeral
department too. He was really famous.

Just like the Scottish
restaurant.

Which one, sorry?

McDonald's!

Get it? Mc-Donald's.

It's a good joke, like a word
play.

I also rate films for niche
websites,

which isn't saying much
for Spanish cinema.

But what I'd really like
is to be a film director.

I want to make a short, and now
actually...

What's that?

This is pretty suspicious, Mr.
Fettes. This body...

it looks pretty fresh to me.
Explain yourself.

Well, with all this talking,
your throat must be quite dry.

I have some really nice Scotch.

You'll love it.
Go ahead, it's on the shelf.

Pour two glasses while I tidy
this up.

Go ahead, don't be scared.

That's just my pet, Toby. He's
harmless.

Toby?

Toby?

Toby?

Jesus Christ!

Now that I think about it,
have my glass too.

I won't be joining you after
all.

Alcohol abuse is one of
the leading causes of death.

He was so annoying.

Toby!

Dirty mutt!

Don't eat it all at once!

We have enough fresh meat here
to last us a few days!

I'm sick of digging up corpses.

Oh boy, look how he's left you.

This graveyard looks
so melancholic at night.

My purpose is miserable,
burying by day, exhuming by night.

Nobody understands.

My work is unappreciated.

Only people with pets could
understand

how much work this all is.

Mr. Fettes.

I'm still alive.

What you are is badly buried,
asshole!

And I told you to call me
Vampus, for fuck's sake!

Look, look!

WAX MUSEUM

- It's Rasputin.
- Wow, hilarious.

I know something else
that'll make you smile.

- Hey, take it easy.
- Doesn't this place turn you on?

You're crazy.

- Wait! Listen.
- What?

Didn't you hear that?

- What? Don't scare me like that!
- Yeah, over there.

You're such an asshole!

I thought it was the executioner
from the Inquisition. What was his name?

Leonardo de Fredesval.
You're laughing but...

You know that they say
things happened here.

Oh, I'm so scared!

Someone is going to come.

No they won't!

- Fuck!
- What is it?

- Don't scare me like that!
- Someone was there.

Whoa, cool!

Here, you die.

No!

No! No!

No! No! No!

No! No!

No!

Fleeing is not fitting
with the stillness I expect.

HORROR IN THE WAX MUSEUM

"Horror in the Wax Museum."

This is a good one,
not a boring witch in sight.

The cast is good as well.

Who could that be?

In a graveyard at this hour?

- Who is it?
- Mr. Fettes?

To hell with "Mr. Fettes"!

It's me, Juan, the butcher.

The butcher? Jesus.

I forgot the meat
was being delivered today.

Juan!

Leave the box at the door.

Be careful with the dog,
he's tied up outside.

And when Toby gets you,
you'll be a right mess

seeing as you're so fat,
dumbass.

Anyway, about that couple in the
film,

I just remembered I have
a comic book about couples.

Dammit.

Ruperta, don't mess with me!

If I step on one more of these,
I'll break your face.

Let's see.

"Necrophilic Tales."

I love these.

I don't remember this one.
It looks interesting.

No, boy, no!
Get off me, mutt!

Dirty mutt!

Well, aren't you curious?

Do you want to know what I'm
reading?

If you are and I start reading
to you,

I'll look like grandpa during
story time.

Or that skinny woman from The
Shining.

Fuck it, let's do it.

But seriously, my little devils,

comics tend to tell more playful
and humbling stories.

Ones about love, for example.

Do you like love?

Love sounds like bullshit to me,
even if it is natural.

But anyway,

dealing with death is totally
different.

Those stories are pretty
serious, even more so than I am.

For example, this one here.

So, brush your fangs,

clean up your claws
and listen closely.

I'll be your host.

The Wedding

- Come here.
- No.

Come here, no one will hear us.

I know, but look how you're
dressed.

Shit!

The wedding!

- I can't breathe.
- Wait, I'll help you.

No, get off!

What is this place?

You're being silly.

This is the ridiculous place
you chose to get married in.

A country house wasn't enough
for you, you had to be different.

So, we've ended up
in the magical land of--

of Scooby-Doo.

What-- What's the matter?

Do you hear them?

Again, Marta?

Again, Marta, seriously?

I've already told you
a thousand times!

They're all upstairs.

They're still there.

Of course they're still there,
God, you're exhausting.

Don't you want me to kiss you
anymore?

We can pick up where we left
off.

- No, of course not!
- Why not?

They're still there.

Of course they're still there,
and we'll stay here

then they'll leave
and everything will stay the same.

- You could shout at them.
- At who?

- At them.
- And what would I shout?

I don't know, for them
to let someone know we're here.

Why can't you do it? I'm tired
and have no voice left.

Hey!

Hey! We're down here!

We're trapped down here!

We can't get out!

Great, now they've heard you.

- Now we can just wait.
- They're not paying attention.

- Because they can't hear you.
- Shut up!

There's no way! No way!

Peace and love, guys.

Peace and love.

Maybe over there.

- We can't get out.
- Come on!

- We won't fit.
- Get over here.

We won't fit through there,
you can see that.

Please check,
I'm starting to feel claustrophobic.

You won't fit through here.

- And you will?
- Yes.

- And I won't?
- No.

- Are you calling me fat?
- No, but I'm more flexible.

- What you are is more stupid.
- Enough!

No one is coming to help us
because we're alone here

and no one can hear us,
you know that.

Please, stop telling me
what I already know.

That's the thing...

You know why we're here.

You're very negative.

What day is it today?

My wedding day.

Really think about it.

Let's see, I'm wearing a dress,

a veil, the shoes,
and look, a bride's bouquet.

Yep, it's my wedding day.

And where's the groom?

I don't know.

- He should be here with me,
right? - Yes, but he isn't.

I guess not.

I'm here, on the other hand.

Yes, but you're not my fiancé.

Then who am I?

- Stupid question.
- Okay.

Answer it. Who am I?

- Santi.
- Santi who?

Santi...ago.

Okay, one of Ramón's friends
who came to our wedding.

I'm your friend too.

Well, yeah,
but you were Ramón's friend at first.

Yes, okay.

And I came to be your witness.

Right...

I don't get it, what's the deal?

I just want you to be sure of
everything.

I am sure.

You're Santi and you came
with Ester, your girlfriend.

I don't have a girlfriend.

Yes you do. Ester.

The girl with the cleavage
and the short hair who came with you.

She's not my girlfriend.

You introduced her to me at the
door

and I remember perfectly that
you said, "This is Ester, my girlfriend."

What, so I said,
"This is Ester, my girlfriend"?

Yes. And I thought it was weird
because I've only ever seen you alone.

But that's what you said.

Well, it was a lie.

- You lied to us?
- Yep.

Why?

Because I didn't want
to come to your wedding alone.

So, who's Ester?

A prostitute.

What?

How can you say that?

Because it's the truth.

You're such an idiot.

Was she a prostitute that you
pay?

No, a prostitute you fall in love with
who buys you socks on your birthday.

Does she buy you socks for your
birthday?

No! Of course she doesn't buy me
socks for my birthday, she's a prostitute!

Why did you bring
a prostitute to my wedding?

I told you,
because I didn't want to come alone.

Did you know her?

No, I've never bought
a prostitute in my life.

But I know a place where you can
meet different types and I told her...

that I needed a date for a
wedding.

And what did she say?

Five hundred euros for the day
and a thousand if we spent the night.

Nice one. And?

What do you think?

Five hundred is a bit steep for a wedding
where you'll eat and drink for free.

That's why I paid a thousand.

That way I could have
some kind of souvenir.

It would've been a lot cheaper
to just try it on with another guest.

I have loads of single friends.

And a married one
who wouldn't say no either.

After a few drinks.

I wanted to be sure.

But Christ, a thousand euros?

The occasion was right for it.
It was your wedding after all.

What was that?

The sound of the inevitable.

It's as if someone were watching
and listening to us through the hole.

You watch too many movies.

Okay then, it's a blocked pipe.
Do you prefer that?

Don't you have any female
friends, Santi?

Yeah, you.

Yeah, but I'm the bride.

Do you remember what happened
just after?

After what?

After you met Ester.

Well...

Think about it.

I said, "Nice to meet you."

I kissed her on both cheeks.

- And...
- And?

And I don't remember.

I did or said something stupid?

I had already started drinking.

I've been forgetting things
when I drink lately.

On the contrary.

You were an angel.

Oh, thank God.

You kissed me.

Ah, yes, I told you I was really happy
to see you finally had a girlfriend.

- Seeing as you're so
good-looking. - You think I'm good-looking?

Well...I don't know.

You don't know if I'm
good-looking?

Of course you're good-looking.

Okay? I think you're
good-looking,

which is why I didn't get
how you didn't have a girlfriend.

I guess you haven't met
the right person yet.

Maybe I have.

Ramón and Marta.

That's nice.

Marta and...

Did I say anything else?

Yes.

You did.

I don't remember.

Are you sure?

I don't know, maybe...

I said that you looked funny
with your bow tie.

Or that the next one
to get married would be you.

Obviously I didn't know
she was a prostitute.

You said to her...

"If I had met him before Ramón,"

- "you wouldn't have stolen him
from me." - That's what I said?

That if I had met you before my
fiancé--

Yes.

And then you put your hand here.

Well, I guess I was feeling
emotional because of the wedding.

I suppose that made Ester really
jealous.

Please, she's a prostitute.

Of course, how silly of me.

- She was charging a fee.
- Hey!

Don't be rude.
Have a bit more respect.

Why did you touch me?

Well...

I don't know.

You were very handsome
and I was very happy.

Yes, you said that too.

I'm getting everything mixed up
now.

Between the nerves,
the wedding, all the people...

Don't let me drink the next
time, please.

The next what? Wedding?

I don't know.

What happened next?

My in-laws came over.
And Ramón went to talk to them.

Where the hell is Ramón?

Shouldn't he be looking for me?
We're getting married and people will be--

Hey! Hey!

- Help us!
- They can't hear us!

- We want to get out!
- They can't hear us!

I don't know anymore!

At least I'm trying to think of
something.

And use some imagination!

Marta.

- What?
- You're not getting married.

- What?
- You're not getting married!

Don't be silly, of course I am.

When Ramón sees I'm not there,
he'll come and get me.

This ends now.

We should be ready.

Ready for what?

We can't leave this place.

No one is coming to get us.

Santi, you're scaring me.

You need to remember what
happened next.

Ramón went off to talk to his
parents and?

And... And...

You said you needed to talk to
me.

- Before the ceremony.
- Good.

And then...

We went to the restaurant.

There was a... a hot-dog stand.

I remember because we ate one
each.

And Ester was looking at us
weird.

She thought she was about to
lose the easiest ?1000 of her life.

And then...

Then...

And you brought me here
without anyone noticing

because you said
it was a really cool place.

Good, you're remembering.

I am.

- You...
- Me?

...wanted us to come here

because the world was upside
down.

Yes.

"If you kiss me now,
I'll drop everything and go with you."

That's what you said to me.

- How could I say that?
- And then...

we started hooking up against
this wall.

That's why your dress
is all stained at the back.

The paint was wet.

I don't like this place anymore.

And it smells disgusting!

That's why we need to get out of
here.

And there for that matter.

Oh, I don't know!

What about there?

Keep thinking.

Then we went down into the dark.

I remember because
I was scared to in my heels.

And I held you around your waist
so you didn't trip.

Yes, we came down here
but I wanted to go back to the guests.

- But we'd only be a minute.
- Yes!

Yes, that's what you said,
only a minute.

Then you pushed me against the
wall because you wanted to.

And I finally got what I wanted.

You came so close to me.

I smelt your cologne
as if you'd just put it on.

You had bought it for me.

No! I bought it, but it was
a gift from Ramón too!

Yes, but you chose it.

- Yes, but it doesn't matter.
- Yes it does.

When we were
practically on top of each other--

- You on top of me, ruining my
dress. - Both of us.

- My heart beat faster.
- Because of me.

Because of you, yes. And the
nerves.

And because people
were looking for us, and...

because the bride can't
disappear on her wedding day,

not least to run off
with the groom's friend!

- And then what?
- And then you asked me--

If what you said before was true

about choosing Ramón only
because you met him before you met me.

- Santi, it was a joke!
- No!

That's just something people
say!

On the most important day of
your life when everyone is looking at you,

you say stuff without thinking!

You're only saying that now,
but it slipped out before.

I wanted you to tell me again alone,
before we did something beyond repair.

"Beyond repair," that's it!

- I remember, yes.
- Good! Good!

Then you said
he shouldn't marry me because...

- because you were in love with
me... - Yes.

and I with you.

Santi, no!

No!

Fuck!

I need air.

I need air.

Help!

Let us out of here!

When Ester saw how you were
looking at me

she said, "That girl is in love
with you."

Sorry, no, she said,
"That girl is crazy about you."

- What would a prostitute know?
- What she saw in your eyes.

I love my fiancé.

He's the nicest guy in the
world.

Yeah, I'm sure he's at his wit's
end.

Of course he is,
he doesn't know where I am.

But he'll find me. Ramón loves
me.

- He's coming to find me.
- It's already too late.

- Late for what?
- Seriously?

- Marta, we kissed.
- You kissed me.

- We kissed.
- You kissed me.

- We kissed!
- Santi, please!

You wanted me so bad
and we could only do it here!

No! This is my wedding day!

You've been asking for it since
you saw me arrive with another woman.

This has always been our fate!

- I'm going to talk to Ramón.
- And tell him what?

- That you cheated on your
wedding day? - I didn't cheat.

Oh, really? You're in an escape room
dressed as a bride, alone with me.

I'm going to tell him that
you're a pig.

And he'll believe me because he
trusts me.

- First you provoke me and now
you regret-- - I'm not provoking you!

You're always undressing me with
your eyes and you think I didn't realize?

You're my friend, you're
good-looking, I can't look at you?

- I just think you're cute.
- Another thing, you're always touching me.

That's just how I am, I touch
everyone.

Oh, really? Touch me, then.

There. Happy now? Meaningless.

- No one will see you now.
- No, let go of me!

No, let go of me!

- Tell me you love me.
- No.

- Say it!
- Santi.

- You're choking me.
- Say it.

I'm getting married...

to Ramón.

Not today.

Santi, no.

- Tell me you love me!
- No, no.

That's what happened next.

What the...

What's happening to me?

You killed me on my wedding day.

Do you kill me every time?

For almost a month now.

Twenty-seven days to be exact.

We're in a fucking loop.

On my wedding day.

It's a shame.

But you made a lovely corpse.

I think they buried you
in your wedding dress.

- I could've been so happy.
- Now we can be happy together.

You and I, the happy couple.

- No!
- Please, please!

Don't forget again,
now you know everything.

We can be happy now
in the time we have left.

Happy with a murderer?

- It got out of hand, okay?
- No!

You brought me here on purpose.

No I didn't.

I just wanted you
to think about what you were doing

and the fact
you weren't even in love with Ramón.

What happened was better
than what could've happened.

How?

Because we love each other.

No we don't.

I didn't love you when I was
alive and I don't love you... now.

You're confused, but you'll get
past it.

- Get out of my sight!
- I can't.

I gave up my life to be with you
forever.

- How romantic.
- You would've done the same for me.

You wanted to be with me,
you came here to be with me.

You were going to leave
everything for me and that's what you did.

I left everything for you too,
look what I did.

It was quick, painless, and
clean.

Well, maybe not clean.

Let me out! Please, someone, let
me out!

I want to get out!

Through the hole!

The hole is your grave!

I'm stuck with a psycho
who wants to kill me!

I already killed you.

And I'm not a psycho, I'm just
in love.

And there's no one else here,
no one can see or hear us.

Marry me.

I said no!

What's happening?

- Everything is spinning.
- It's just the wine.

What's happening?

We're starting over.

Ah, weddings.

I've always thought of them
as submissive drivel.

All white and pink.

All that fake happiness.

The wishful thinking
that it's forever.

The only thing about weddings
that I like is that line...

What is it again?

"Until death do us part."

Or not.

I can't talk right now.

I said I can't talk.

Here I am.

So, you're saying
you've never had a check-up?

Well, I don't know about never.

What about in the last year?

The last two years?

The last five?

I don't know, Miky.

Put them to bed. I'll be back
late.

Seriously, don't be an idiot.

I'm going to examine you,
please uncover your chest.

Take some deep breaths for me.

Good, just like that.

That's weird, I can't hear
anything.

Honey,

it's girls' night, you know
that.

I'm going out with some friends
after I finish my shift.

Put the kids to bed
and I'll give them a kiss when I'm back.

Girls' night? How original.

You can button up now.

So, tell me, Vampus,
do you live here?

I do.

Don't start, fustilugs.

It's not ideal, is it?

Load of crap.

Do you live alone?

No, I live with Toby, my pet.

A pet? Lovely.

Is this pet vaccinated?

Toby is extremely healthy.

Of course.
I'm going to take your blood now.

To be honest,
I don't understand your job very well.

Well, I mean, I studied medicine
so...

I have had my fair share
of experience with corpses.

But you, here...
I don't know.

Moving deteriorating bodies
around all day...

Fucking bitch.

I hope you're okay
with the sight of blood.

Blood only makes me queasy
when there's none left!

Toby is going to be so happy.

Don't look at me like that,
little ones.

I did Miky a favor and
everything.

Think about that.

It's best to end a love story
in just the right moment.

Before it gets too sickening.

Birthday

Birthday: a celebration that commemorates
the day on which someone is born.

Or not.

Come in.

Come in, innocent creatures.

Listen to what the grand monk
has to say to you.

Wake up, sinner, wake up.

I am Clodovico Anastasius,
grand monk of this ecumenical monastery,

and I welcome you to this
horror.

My sins, great and evil,

have not seen God's forgiveness.

So, this is your idea of a
romantic date.

It seemed fun. The last time,
you brought me to eat hot dogs

and I didn't complain once.

Don't you think we're a bit old
for a theme park?

You have to get in to the spirit
of it.

That's what I'm doing.

Is this vodka?

Something a bit stronger.

It's cold.

This way, please.

May the Devil himself be with
you!

Maybe this is a representation
of us

and our inner reflections.

Come on, let's go.

Pull down the safety bar,

remain seated throughout
and have a good trip.

Can't you put
your phone down for a minute?

For God's sake, it's my
birthday!

Who are you so eager to talk to?

And I thought people
got less jealous as they got older.

Right, me too.

Where are you taking me?
To meet a ghost?

You'll see.

We're going in.

Do you think this
could actually scare anyone?

I think people come here to
fuck.

Is this part of the ride?

I guess not.

I think it's been switched off.

Hello?

Hello?

Hey, come here.

- Come here.
- No.

- Come here!
- Let's push.

- Push it.
- You want me to push?

Come on, come here.

We'll tell the guy to come.

- No, come on, let's push it!
- Come here.

Come here.
Imagine he's there

behind the camera jerking
himself off.

Come here, don't be silly.

Unbelievable. She must be
the stupidest girl in the world.

Come on, girl, push!

It's not easy, you know!

For God's sake.

Where the hell is my mask?

Smile!

Are you going to upload that?

There's no signal.

No signal, no nothing.

Nothing or no one.

No, please.

I'm really not in the mood right
now.

I'm going to look for the
operator.

I'll be right back.

My grandmother used to tell me
never to give up on what I love.

When all love is lost,
what else is left?

Nothing.

Only pain.

My grandmother was right.

Baby, are you okay?

Breathe, breathe. Open your
mouth.

Breathe. No! Breathe!

The problem with bitches

is they don't realize
that everyone else already knows

that they're bitches.

It's not the other woman's
fault.

If we can call her that.

Nobody else can get involved
if you don't let them in.

Unless you leave the door open.

Life and love
are like a ghost train, little ones.

Maybe you laugh a little.

Maybe you steal a few kisses.

But in the end,
the only thing lingering is fear

and maybe you'll never
get out of that tunnel.

So, be careful
who you choose to sit beside.

Lottery tickets!

Get your lucky tickets here!

Get your good luck here!

Your luck of the day!

Luck of the day!

TICKET BOOTH

Get your lucky lottery tickets
here!

I'll tell you what luck is,

to be so fucking skinny
that your body is easily carried.

God damn genius.

All they are is bones.

Do you want to play?

I'm playing something else.

I'm going home,
I've had enough of Halloween.

And to think I had such high
hopes.

This was going to be my big
night.

My big fucking shitty night.

If I'd known, I'd have stayed
at home and watched TV

instead of spending it with this
idiot.

Twilight creep.

Please girl, you look so good,
give me a kiss.

Get away from me, asshole.

Guys are always lying
in these shitty apps.

Please, gorgeous, just one.

How much do you weigh?

Excuse me?

How much do you weigh?

What the fuck
is wrong with everyone tonight?

Fucking Halloween.

What are you looking at,
asshole?

Luck of the day!

I was just checking
to see if you were okay.

Yeah, it was that slut.

What are you carrying?

This is just Toby's food.

- Who's Toby?
- My pet.

Luck of the day!

Get your lottery tickets here!

It smells kinda weird, doesn't
it?

And now this guy shows up
to piss me right off.

Of all the weekends this could
happen.

That's what my landlady says
about pets.

Why don't you give me a hand?

- Well...
- It's not that much work.

I have a little cart waiting
just down there.

- Right...
- And I can pay you.

- Really?
- Of course, let's say...

- ten?
- Ten just for carrying a bag?

Not enough? No worries.

What about 15? I can't go
higher.

Fifteen is fucking perfect.

Let's go, then.

Hey,

what did you drink?

Rum. I was at a party.

Great, he'll taste sweet.

What about the girl?

Slut!

She's a fucking bitch.

A fucking horny slut.

It's all this fucking feminism's
fault.

Pork, then.

That's what this asshole will
taste like.

There we go.

Hey...

we're near the graveyard, aren't
we?

We are indeed.

You're totally right.

No more lucky tickets!

None left for today!

This must be what they mean
when they say "home delivery."

If only you had chased after
your romantic moment, boy.

If only you hadn't seen me.

But obviously love itself

only lasts as long as it takes
to turn into sheer distraction.

Second date

- Give me a sec, I'm just getting
the bags. - Sure.

Mmm, it smells like firewood,

the countryside, like winter.

I did tell you that we'd be
in the middle of nature.

It seems like a really cozy
place.

It's so quiet too.
Aren't there any neighbours?

Like I told you, there's no one
else here.

Nothing else within 15 miles.

Is this your house?

Well, let's say I bought it.

It actually belonged to
a relative of mine who emigrated.

Since he didn't want to lose any
money, he left it especially for me

at a very reasonable price.

You're so lucky.

Would you like a coffee?

If you had a mint herbal tea,
that'd be great?

To be honest, I don't feel great
after what we ate.

That must've been the hot dog.
I feel the same way.

Those street vendors, well, who
knows?

Oh, be careful, it's hot!

Thank you. Alex, I need to use
the bathroom a moment.

To check my face.

Of course, let me help you.

- Thank you.
- There we go.

Sorry, I really had to pee.

Don't worry about it, it's fine.

So, when are your friends
getting here?

Any minute now.

They're always on time.

What did you say their names
were?

Beatriz and Jaime.

Easy to remember then.

Where are you going?

I'm just grabbing a cigarette,
do you want one?

I only smoke from time to time.

And is this a good time
to smoke for you?

I think so, yeah.

Oh, look at this.

Speak of the devil, Jaime is
calling me.

Great.

Hello?

Jaime, what's going on?

No way.

Well, I'm already here with
Margot.

I don't know,
I don't think buses come this far.

Are you still in Madrid?

That's a real shame, man.

Well, I'm sorry too.

Some other time then.

Yes, all the best.

Bye.

Listen, their car broke down.

- They won't be able to make it.
- Seriously?

Yeah.

Well, anything that could go
wrong

would go wrong.

- Murphy's law.
- Right.

Well, that's a shame.

Yes, but let's not let the evening
be ruined because of a slight mishap.

Especially when it's so quiet.

So calm it's almost spooky.

Yeah, you're right,
but it's such rotten luck.

- Would you prefer to go home?
- No.

It's just that we were supposed
to have fun with your friends.

You can have fun with me too.

Yes, that's true, you're right.
Sorry.

I'm sorry.

When I went to get the mugs,

I spilled stuff on my trousers
and I took them off to dry by the fire.

Alex...

you should really tell me
about that type of thing.

I don't like it when people
take advantage of my disability.

I'm sorry.

Margot...

I'm sorry, it's just...

I feel like I've known you all
my life and I feel comfortable with you.

- I made a mistake, I'm sorry.
- Don't you have other trousers?

If I did, I'd have put them on.

If you don't mind them being
damp

- I'd prefer you put them back
on. - Yes, of course.

Of course, it's not a problem.

You know what I'll do?

I'll go check the wardrobe,
there might be something in there.

I'm sorry.

No signal. Emergency numbers
only.

Yes, emergencies. What's your
situation?

Send help, please.
Someone has kidnapped me.

It's okay, stay calm.
Tell me where you are.

I don't know, I'm blind, I'm about
an hour away from Madrid in a cabin.

Can you locate me through the
phone?

Yes, please give me
a few minutes to locate you by phone.

- Okay?
- No, please, send someone right away.

Leave the phone on
somewhere he can't see it.

We'll try to locate you that
way, please stay calm.

Okay, alright.

Well, well, well.

Now I'm all changed and ready...

to have a lovely evening with
you.

- Is something wrong, Margot?
- No.

No, I'm just a bit cold.

Right, that'll be because...

the room just hasn't warmed up
yet.

- Right.
- Wait a bit

and it'll get nice and toasty.

Do you want a warm blanket?

- Yes, if you don't mind.
- Please...

it's really no trouble.

You're my guest.

Here it is.

Your blanket.

Thank you, Alex, that's very
kind.

Would you like a drink?

- I already told you I don't
drink. - Ah, yes.

That's right, I forgot you don't
drink.

- A cold drink or a coffee maybe?
- Is there no herbal tea left?

Yes.

But it's gone cold.

Like my relationship with my ex.

You seem nervous, Margot.

Is something the matter?

No.

But the fact your friends can't make it
has put a bit of a dampener on the mood.

Hey, hey, listen.

You don't think I planned this
on purpose, do you?

No, how could I think that?

Because that would offend me
deeply.

I understand.

But that's not the case.

You know, Margot...

I've spent years...

years trying to get out of my
hole.

Trying to find a path
to get myself back on track.

A woman who loves me,

whom I love in return

and two kids.

A boy and a girl, a lovely
little pair.

Well, you know the story.

An off-road car.

A good job.

That could help me overcome my
urges.

That's my life's dream, Margot.

But sadly, our society won't
allow it.

That a humble guy like me could
be rich.

Nor am I allowed
to enjoy those comforts.

That's only for some people.

And luxury is reserved
for an even more exclusive few.

The inner circle, Margot.

The inner circle.

Alex, I don't get what you're
saying, you're scaring me.

I'm talking about
building a life together,

challenging traditional norms,
having everything we want and BOOM!

We'd have our perfect life
together.

Well, you already have this
house.

All that's left is a wife and
kids,

but I bet you won't have
any trouble finding that.

Maybe I've already found it.

Maybe this house
is perfect for someone like you.

Sensitive, modest,

a nice person, beautiful.

Someone to have my kids
and start a family with, Margot.

I don't feel very well now,
can you bring me home?

Otherwise you could bring me
to the closest bus stop if you don't--

Can you see yourself living
here, Margot?

Can you imagine our kids
running around in the park?

Can you imagine...

me coming home from work
and you making dinner?

Can you imagine...

going for mountain walks
with our two kids, Margot?

Can you imagine...

living a perfect, peaceful life,

the two of us together?

We could make love every night

to only the sound of the summer
crickets and the winter rain.

I would bring the kids to school

and you'd only have to take care
of the house and meals, Margot.

It would be perfect.

It might seem like
a messed up idea at first,

but if you really think about
it...

If you really contemplate it...

it's a fantastic idea, Margot!

We can have our own inner
circle, Margot!

We can have that easily. I chose
you!

You should feel proud, Margot.

I chose you especially

because of your heart.

You're the lucky one, Margot.

You could be with me,
under my protection!

Oh, what a shame, Margot.

You don't understand,
we could've been so happy.

I was wrong about you.

You don't beg for love.

You have to earn it.

Do you see, my little devils?

A perfect example of a
relationship between two people gone cold.

The moral,

before the problems arise,

it's better to cut them off

for good.

This meat is good, Sir.

It's all lean, no fat.

It's fresh too.

Where did you get it from, Mr.
Fettes?

Enough already with "Mr.
Fettes."

My wife would surely
be grateful to know.

Vampus.

As you like.

So, tell me, Mr. Fettes,

is a gravedigger's salary

enough to cover this type of
luxury?

Good-for-nothing, worthless
fathead!

It's enough since the house is
paid off.

I hardly have any bills
and I live alone with Toby.

- Toby?
- My pet.

And...

- I'm quite a frugal man, as you
can see. - I understand.

If this business doesn't work
out,

you can always go into the food
business.

That's very kind of you,
although people are still in the habit of dying.

As you can imagine, death is a
business that never falls flat.

By the way,

speaking of death,

I wanted to--

Ah yes, you came to ask me
about some dead people.

No, no, no.

Missing people.

We don't know for sure
if they're even dead.

Since this is a cemetery,
Inspector,

I'm afraid everyone here comes
in dead.

- Who did you say they were?
- A young YouTuber.

His name is Borja.

Then, a doctor who supposedly
came to give you a check-up,

but you're saying she never
arrived?

And another young person from
around here

but that's less worrying to me

because you know, he liked a
drink.

- Quite a lot of it.
- Right, yeah.

What the hell--?

Ah, I was wondering where that
went!

The earring.

It's not the type of thing
you just throw away.

So you came to ask
about some dead people, Inspector?

Because there's one more.

It's like they say,
curiosity killed the cat.

Like in love, it's better to be
dumb in life sometimes.

Not to see, understand, or know.

Ignorance can surely fend off
a great number of problems.

Lineage

Breaking news.

We're appealing to relatives,
friends, neighbours and all humanity.

Humanity has always adapted
in order to survive.

We're asking you, and everyone,
to make a sacrifice.

Even when the very first
symptoms manifest,

even when everything seems fine,

you should sacrifice your
relatives--

Marco.

Are we going to the hospital?

Yes, we're almost there.

Please, take me to the hospital.
It hurts.

The light hurts.

HOSPITAL [BOARD OF GOVERNORS]

What's that smell?

The humidity.

What is this place, Marco?

Where are we?

What is this place, Marco?

Our new home.

Cami, Cami!

Listen, listen to my voice.

Listen to me, control it.

Cami, you're not going anywhere.

Cami.

Go away! Leave me!

Wait, wait, wait.

Look, look, look at us.

It's day 93
since the start of the pandemic

brought on by a type of hot dog

consumed by tourists in Madrid.

The origin of the meat remains
unclear.

All systems are collapsing.

There isn't enough staff in the
hospitals

and the lack of blood is
astounding

as is the number of suicides.

Sorry, I didn't see you.

Because of the light.

What's your name?

That's a nice bike.

Are you alone?

Will I take you to your parents?

No, no, no, no!

Cami.

Cami.

Cami! Cami!

What have you done?

HOT DOG VAMPIRES

I couldn't, it hurts so much.

Whose is it?

Easy, my love.

No one got hurt.

Did you miss this?

I heard a child crying.

Don't worry, we're alone.

I checked all the rooms,
there's no one here.

I chose the best house.

But something's missing.

It's normal to feel this way.

What could've been?

I ask myself the same thing
every night.

We did everything we could,
didn't we?

I couldn't lose you.

I miss the kicking.

Cami! Cami.

What are you doing?

I could get used to this.

How does it feel?

We're being punished!

Satan won the battle!

God has become the Devil!

This is the end of humanity!

The end of family, the end of
friends!

We're being punished!

God's word will save us.

God's word will--

Cami?

Camila!

Camila!

Cami! Camila?

Dad? Daddy?

Daddy?

Building a family is so
beautiful,

especially with blood bonds.

This graveyard looks
so melancholic at night.

My purpose is miserable,

burying by day, exhuming by
night.

Nobody understands.
My work is unappreciated.

A cemetery isn't enough
to make us a living.

So, I needed to find a solution

for both myself and my pet.

I'm talking about the meat
business.

People want to eat nice steaks,

delicious sirloins and ribeyes.

I thought it was a good
business.

I'd be no use breeding
livestock.

And living in a cemetery,

I have access to fresh meat
every day.

Enough for Toby and for selling
to others.

It's a public service, you know.

That's why I bought this machine
for making sausages.

Don't take this the wrong way,
my little devils,

I only kill the ones who piss me
off.

I don't need to kill people,
let's be clear about that.

It's just that this world
is full of dipshits.

You understand that, don't you?

Hello, honey.
How is the most beautiful girl I know?

I miss you.

Working outdoors is shit.

I wish you were here.

Obviously this looks like paradise,
but it's not the same without my angel.

The sunsets are beautiful and
the breeze smells fresh like your hair.

Itziar, when I see you,
I'm going to kiss you all over.

I'll stop now, you're always telling me
that my videos and voice messages

are too long and that I'm a
pain.

I love you, honey.
I wish I could see you.

Hey baby, of course I miss you
too.

Sending kisses, love you!

If he could've seen us.

A minute ago in the park,
sweating on top of each other.

You're so fake!

- And you're an animal!
- Jesus.

Two hot dogs with everything on
them!

Only the best quality meat,

you'll see how nice it is!

It's the perfect day
to eat a nice hot dog,

especially for a nice couple
like you.

It's on the house today!

Soon you'll see
how good my meat is, idiots!

My sausages are lucky.

They'll do wonders for you.

Ah, young love!

That's the real pandemic!

What the--?

And they all lived happily...