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Simonete!

My mentor, my brother, my father.

-Simonete. -and sometimes, my babysitter.

There is a secular institute, "The Brotherhood."

One of the founders, Joaquín Bustamante,

you will receive them.

I am your confessor.

We don't like to attract attention.

We will be discreet, Joaquín.

The unpresentable from the mayor.

Look, our father He didn't raise you like that.

Don't name our father. They ruined his life quite a bit

you and the frustrated priests those you live with.

almost 20 years ago,

kidnapped to a girl from the town.

I put the baby in her crib

and we went to sleep.

The next day, We woke up and she was gone.

We didn't see her again.

The nun who has visions she told us the exact address

where she was she the kidnapped girl.

And you have come...?

for what happened with visions of her,

that surprised us all.

Where are you going?

No!

It's Joaquín.

But what the hell are they doing? No!

Stop Please!

Stop! No!

Please please!

Fast.

Faster. Over there.

Come on.

No wait.

When I count three.

One two. Three.

One...

Two...

Three.

God!

Help me get it down, Pedro.

That? No, don't touch anything. Do not touch anything.

-Help me get it down. -It's evidence. Do not touch.

Which The emergency number here?

The 112.

112?

-What beasts... -112.

No, 062. Call 062, the Civil Guard.

062.

This is not human work.

I'll lower it.

-I can't leave it like this. -Do not touch anything!

You're crazy? It's evidence!

It is evidence of bestiality of this town.

The body It's still hot, Simon.

-I'm not surprised. -It's hot.

He must have been here for a short time.

Maybe an hour or two. Don't fucking touch anything!

You will see, They will blame us.

You will see, They will blame us!

Alright. We have an alibi. We were making fools of ourselves

-singing in that bar. -And you didn't want to drink!

-You see? It's always good to drink. -Hello Sister.

That? What found what?

Listen to me, This is not a competition,

but I think that what we found

-it is much more important. -Sister!

He has to come to the old church.

-My God. -He doesn't know where he is.

-That? -He doesn't know where he is.

-Send him our location! -What are you saying?

-Send him the location! -The bar!

Do you know where the bar is? Good...

Sister, we will send you our location, okay?

See you later.

Will she know about the location?

Yes, she is a sister, but she is also a millennial.

Oh my god, who did this?

-My God. -Damn.

My God.

What is this, my God?

-Heavens. -Hello!

Yes. Could you contact me with the Civil Guard?

Thank you.

I can't imagine it.

You say that he felt a sensation.

Yes, officer.

Generally, that's what happens with sensations:

-One feels them. -No good...

In reality, it was easier than all that.

We are two priests, We saw this old church,

and well, the passion...

Mateo, tell me it's not true!

Is not true. In this town nothing ever happens,

-and today we are given to innovate. -Wait, Pilar, please.

I didn't want you to see him like that.

Why did not you tell me What was he?

How am I going to tell you by phone?

Very sorry.

What are you doing? This is not a wedding.

Well, Pilar. They are doing their job.

Matthew, This can't get out of here.

Not today.

How can I hide a death?

No, don't hide death.

Hidden...

God, this.

If the journalists find out,

Tomorrow it will be the cover and no...

We need the party be the protagonist.

Do you want to have the party?

But not.

-I don't feel like doing it. -And then?

It is that investors and the tourists arrive tomorrow,

and the entire town It depends on that.

You understand?

I have no desire to have a party.

This is work.

And work is not suspended family problems.

The party is done.

And I want discretion.

-Discretion? -Yes, discretion.

Or silence?

Call it whatever you want.

And how am I going to stop this?

Please, I ask you, think about the town,

-think about the people. -Look.

I will do what i can.

But I don't promise to get it.

You have to promise it. This can't get out of here.

Please, Mateo.

Tomorrow's party That's what's important, please.

-Parents! -Emilia!

Sorry, she's coming with us.

-Please. -Please.

-What's happening? -You must see this.

-Why did she leave the convent? -Wait.

What did she find?

What's happening?

-What's that? -Damn! Demons!

-Where did you get that from? -From the convent nursery.

-From the convent? -Yes Yes.

-When? -Last week.

-But you arrived today. -Then it must have been today.

-When will it be? -When exactly?

I don't know, it's been an hour. I saw light in the nursery.

Someone was hiding it. I didn't see who.

Well, but what do you mean?

What three little blind nuns,

nor short-sighted, neither cross-eyed nor one-eyed,

but blind, blind, blind

They crucified a guy head down?

This is too much. This is something else.

We have to deliver this to you to the authorities

and let them take care of it.

I promised Monsignor Cañola that would help him.

Well, you will stay because this is something else, Simón.

I am talking to you. This is another department.

Our work It's verifying miracles, right?

Our job is to check the divine work,

and this is nothing divine.

To Caesar what is Caesar's,

and to God what is God's.

-Yes Yes. -Good heavens.

-Do you have any better ideas? -No, it's not okay.

-Good. -Wait, Pedro.

Officer, do you have a second?

Pedro.

-What happened? -Stay there!

They can't leave.

We no longer have anything What to do here, officer.

You discovered the body.

-They have to wait for the judge. -Which judge?

Which judge is he talking about? I have to go.

Peter, please.

Excuse me, sergeant. We are all very nervous.

I'm not nervous, Simón, I want to go now!

-Please! -You are not, but I am.

And I'll need a moment

so they can take me down the pulsations.

Sergeant, we stay until the judge comes.

Don't worry.

-Are you OK? -Sorry.

What's the matter?

This is the house of the Devil, Simon.

We all think at some point:

"Careful".

"Don't go there, along that path,

that doesn't lead you to anything good."

And you take another one.

With more love, more beautiful.

Or with more peace at least.

Civil Guard?

So

you think you have avoided the disaster?

My name is Franca Olivares.

And I'm calling because there was a crime.

But one night,

They knock on your door...

Yes, Sister Franca, yes.

...and when you open it,

there is destiny

that was on that same path.

There was a crime in the old church.

And what happened is what...

And then you realize

that the path did not matter.

May destiny always finds you.

Have you found it yet?

Don't worry, pretty.

God always smiles on us.

I call to report to the guilty.

My sisters, Corina and Anabel,

me too. The three.

The three of us murdered him.

Everything will be fine.

Yes sir. It was us.

And we wanted to know:

Now what?

Everything will be fine.

I saw something.

I saw something and... We have to get out of here.

And I can't return this.

Oh my God, You can't keep it.

Yes, there is something here.

-There is something here. -Pedro, you must return it.

-No. -Pedro, it's a test.

-Trust me. -It's a test.

You have to trust me. Here is the answer to everything.

-Here are the answers. -What answers?

We give it to the police and we go home.

-Parents! -Simon, please...

Please.

It is judicial evidence.

Sergeant.

You can't imagine what happened.

We started bad.

Sister Emilia

has a life story that to you...

It would surprise him.

She found something.

And I think it's important that you see it.

-Pedro. -Yeah?

Pedro, please give...

what he found sister Emilia.

Sister Emilia found it.

But what is this?

What do you have here?

Agent!

-Where did you find it? -In the convent.

Having delivered this which is a test...

very important, we...

we finish our participation in this...

case.

I imagine It will take a long time...

Good evening, sergeant.

Good night, to say the least.

-They found the body. -How are you?

-Their names? -Pedro Salinas.

-Emilia Graviano. -And Simón Antequera.

They are priests.

And I am a sister.

And I am an atheist.

Juan Trujillo. I am the judge in charge of the investigation.

Good luck. We don't understand anything.

We came here to visit and...

This, clearly, It is a local case.

What's wrong with it?

The sister found this dagger with traces of blood.

We have to go. We have many things to do.

-Sure, but they can't leave. -Why not?

I must see the crime scene,

and speak with the Olivares sisters.

-The Olivares sisters? -Are they suspicious?

Maybe it's because they end to confess the crime.

Don't move from there.

Shit!

It's me, Xiana. Peaceful.

-Do not panic. -Bernal, what the hell are you doing?

What are you saying?

What are you doing?

Look at you, nothing more.

See how you sleep.

Oh, Bernal...

You can call me "dad" if you like.

I don't know.

Time...

Yes of course.

In time, Xiana.

Time heals everything.

Still sleeping.

Bernal?

Yes, tell me, Xiana.

My name is Maggie.

Clear.

It's hard for me.

Also "Xiana" It's much nicer.

Still sleeping.

Shit!

What did you do?

Nothing.

I could not sleep.

Is it because of her?

It's not her, Alba.

She is my daughter, our daughter.

Please can you tell me What did you feel in church?

It's not just what I felt, Simón. That's what I saw.

There is something very dark here, and it's not just Bustamante's thing.

I do not know how to explain it to you. It's like a feeling...

It's heavy...

Are they really necessary the handcuffs, officer?

-Please. -Get out of the way.

Handcuffs are per protocol.

They are three blind mothers, please!

that they just confessed a homicide.

Don't fight over us.

We do it of our own free will.

Mother, please talk to me.

Tell me what's happening.

Nothing strange.

Destiny knocked on the door.

We will be fine.

Mother, please...

My God, Joaquín!

Did they say why?

No no...

Not yet. They just say it was them.

Are you still there?

Yes. Yes, yes, sorry.

Simon, I need to ask you a favor.

Don't leave them alone.

I'll go there as soon as I can.

I need to find a lawyer to be in charge of the defense.

I don't want to that no one outside the House

approaches them.

-I count on you? -Yes Yes of course.

Okay.

Thanks, Simon.

Mr. Trujillo, Mr. Trujillo.

Monsignor Cañola,

Archbishop from Santiago de Compostela

entrusted me

legal representation of the sisters

until they find to their final lawyers.

We don't need lawyers nor let anyone defend us.

We are guilty.

-Let's finish this once and for all. -You are a lawyer? Not seem.

You don't look like a judge either.

He doesn't even look adult and I don't have any problem.

I'm a member of the illustrious Bar Association

from Madrid. Father Salinas, sister.

Go get the documents that I have in my suitcase.

They will be my assistants, OK?

Change your jacket. It's so dirty.

Hey, is it broken?

-Look, sister. -What's happening?

I don't know What would he have told you about me?

Father Antequera, but...

I have a condition... It's not really a condition.

My babysitter She said that they are absences,

but they are not absences. Actually, it's like...

visions, like images...

They are more like a presence...

-Devils! -What happened?

I got punctured with the damn scissors...

Father?

-Father? -Open, open.

Oh my God!

Is what they told us true?

-Yeah. -My God.

Heavens. They just called us, What happened?

Don't force me to be the...

the bearer of this message. Yeah? OK?

No. Go to the morgue.

Go to the morgue, please.

Brother Bustamante he needs them.

-You need his prayer. -And his presence.

And I need to take a bath,

But in a moment I'm with you.

Go ahead, please. I'm really sorry.

Very sorry.

But what is happening?

-What's happening? -I don't know what's going on, sister.

Now I can only tell you that are like images, like...

like sensations.

I'm not sure what it is, but I can assure you

that the only certainty now the thing is...

the thing is...

this...

It's very important.

I could not tell The exact time.

Tell me an approximate time.

-In the afternoon in the night? -Wait.

First, she already told him that she doesn't remember,

and second, this is her headquarters.

This is her case. Why does he ask?

We can continue?

If he was completely at night, it would be late.

I go to sleep very early.

So it was night?

I don't know. I am not blessed to see

sunsets and sunrises.

Must be beautiful.

And the homicide it happened right there

in the church?

Don't answer, sister.

Right there, yes.

I told him not to answer.

You don't give me orders.

And they met there at the initiative of the victim

or was it you Who cited him there?

Don't answer, sister.

Father, please. How will I prepare the summary

If you don't let me determine the degree of guilt?

If they want to talk, let them talk.

I insist, sister...

-Do not answer. -We quote it.

Did they know the victim previously?

You can answer that.

To Joaquín? Yes, all my life.

Although as Franca says,

know, what is said "to know"

one knows to very few people, right?

It is a great truth. Yeah.

We found a dagger with blood

in the convent greenhouse.

They found her?

Did they attack the victim with it?

No, no, stop. Don't answer, sister.

Let's see, let's see, yes. How do I explain it to you?

He doesn't have to explain anything to me.

Really, You don't have to explain anything to them.

But she is asking me.

It is not obligation. It's not an obligation, sister.

It is not an obligation. I do it with great pleasure.

I am a nun, yes. Blind too.

But not rude.

Sister Corina...

Yes Yes Yes. It's the dagger we use, yes.

-And the telephone? -What phone?

That of the victim.

-What happens? -Does not appear. What did they do?

She must have fallen Who knows where.

We are blind, how are we going to know?

Despite the blindness, they killed a man

and they crucified him.

It will be what you want,

so, as you see.

Those roads and that church They are like our home.

I could draw it in detail.

Crucify him upside down It has a symbolic load.

It wasn't a coincidence.

They wanted to say something.

Are you taking it for granted What were they?

-There is no proof. -It was us.

Well, now speak.

Fantastic.

And what did they mean with that staging?

"And to you, executioners, I ask you,

crucify me like this,

with head down, not otherwise."

Who said that? The victim, Bustamante?

No, Peter.

-What Peter? -Saint Peter.

Saint Peter said it.

I don't understand.

According to Saint Jerome,

Peter was crucified head down

because he didn't feel worthy

of being crucified like Jesus Christ.

And Bustamante was not worthy?

I rephrase the question:

Because they killed him?

Its the only thing who did not want to answer.

Because God asked us so.

And does God usually ask you for things?

To all.

But we are few those we listen to.

And even less those who obey.

And why did God want me dead to Joaquín Bustamante,

and so that way?

I am no one to judge...

the wishes of Our Lord.

Please, stop wasting time

and now they do what they have to do.

Please let's go.

One more question, sister:

Why did they hide the dagger

if they had thought confess the crime?

That question is for a murderer. We are nuns.

But they killed a man.

Why do we hide the dagger?

Don't know.

Sometimes you do things which he later regrets.

Without a doubt, once It must have happened to you.

What do you regret?

Of committing a crime or to hide the dagger?

Why did you decide to confess?

Joaquín Bustamante is dead

because divine justice He asked for it like that.

We must pay

before the justice of man.

Everyone must pay.

Wait for me here.

How are they?

Talking like parrots, I say it with respect.

They are dying of desire of going to jail.

No, I have a lawyer

that already worked previously in the diocese

with us.

Will arrive first thing in the morning pm.

-I owe you one. -No, you don't owe me anything.

Please, They didn't let me do anything.

You have idea what's going on here?

No.

-I have to talk to them. -Monsignor, wait a moment.

-We have a pending talk. -No.

-Now it's not the moment. -Yeah.

You went Bustamante's confessor, right?

I have to talk to them.

Mgr...

Well, I mean, It's not their fault.

Yes, they are very nice.

But very nice!

Maybe even too much.

I miss you so much.

Xiana!

I have to go. I will call you later. I love you. Bye bye.

-Yeah? -Come.

Let's prepare something to eat.

Nothing complicated, something to snack on.

Your uncles will come. They are dying to meet you.

You do not know how much they insisted to see you!

Who were you talking to?

With the gentlemen of Canada.

I don't care, really.

Come on.

You better help me

because your mother is able to repair food

enough for 30 hungry blacks.

Come on.

That?

The black thing goes without discrimination, I am not racist.

I say this for the people of Africa, those who are hungry.

Not everyone is hungry either.

I just said it as an example.

Sorry.

If this is difficult for you, imagine for me.

I don't know if I can hug you,

give you a kiss, touch you, because...

you are already an adult, and when I lost you

You didn't even grow up to be a girl.

And it bothers me that it's so weird.

But...

Why would that be weird? If I am your father?

Well, stay if you feel like it,

or continue with the calls, which is also fine.

They found Bustamante in the abandoned church.

I am a journalist, not a police officer.

They don't want to let go one more word.

There is something they are hiding.

I still don't know what, but I am sure

that there is something they don't say.

Is it the absence that they tell you?

Please could you come down the radio a little?

Please could you tell them should they lower the volume?

As I can, I can. But I will not.

You better tell them.

Alright.

Can you at least bring us a Galician-style pulpit?

-Yes of course? -And a little wine.

White, cool. A good one you have lying around.

-Clear. -Perfect.

Working makes us very hungry.

It's like they want go to jail.

-As if they wanted to go to prison. -And they are going to get it.

Confessed criminals,

corpus delicti found,

a small town,

a judge with great desire to annoy,

and a mayor wanting to cover everything.

It's all done.

These go to heaven behind bars and nothing happened here.

Hey!

The radio is very... very... huh?

A bit...

We are trying to pray here.

Please. OK?

-What's happening? -Hello boys.

-The octopus is coming out. -Yes, perfect.

I just need to laugh a little. What are you listening to?

"The mornings of Xulio."

Is it good, is it fun?

-Don't you know Xulio Nova? -No.

He doesn't know what he's missing.

-Listen. -Let's see.

While we wait the calls...

Nothing, they don't want to know anything of lawyers

nor support from the Curia.

They don't let themselves be helped.

They already confessed,

They handed over the murder weapon,

and they don't want to know anything of us.

-Nothing can be done. -Clear.

Monsignor, please.

-What do you want me to do? -I want you to tell me the truth.

I already told you.

Come on, Monsignor.

Not two days ago that we know each other.

You didn't tell the truth.

Do you remember when you found me in Madrid?

It was a mess.

He had used heroin, he gave me a bad trip

and I told you which was wonderful.

I told you: "I control,

I consume when I want", and it was a lie.

You knew it perfectly.

And yet you told me: "Simon,

Let 'me help you. Trust me".

And I trusted you, right?

Thank God. That's why I'm here today.

I want to return this favor in life.

And I'm telling you the same thing: "Trust me".

Tell me. You went Bustamante's confessor.

Let me help you, please.

You know perfectly what it is the secret of confession.

Yes, this is the problem, Don't worry.

I've already been in that situation.

you confess to me

you tell me, and so, at least,

I have something with which to start working.

It's a joke?

It is a type of legal argument.

Legal argument?

So you want deceive God with...

with lawyer tricks, right?

No, what I want is to help you.

Well, don't go.

So what can I do?

-You will do something. -Simon.

Help them.

I'll do what I can, okay?

Hello. One two three. Testing testing.

Hello... Ah!

Pilar, Pilar.

-What happened? -Look.

And while the news of this terrible murder

reaches the street, to the media,

where are they the police authorities?

What do they have to say the political leaders

from Porto da Lua?

As a wise man said:

"They are neither there nor expected."

Turn on the radio. Xulio is talking about the case.

-That? -You have to listen to it.

It seems like a horror story, but one of the most horrible,

of those who are full of blood,

viscera and barbarism.

The three murderers by Joaquín Bustamante

they not only murdered him.

They recorded his back with a knife,

leaving him the mark of two crossed slashes

with a strange symbol,

as if they were keys.

Two crossed keys.

We consult with experts

and they told us what they can symbolize

the keys to the Kingdom.

We still don't know if the mark was made

when the victim was alive, but what does it matter?

Evidently they did as another punishment.

As if murdering him and hang it upside down

was not enough.

You have to pursue to religious fanaticism.

Don't we in other parts of the world?

Let's do it in our own home.

Enough, please.

Friends, my friends,

now, the only thing I ask for

they don't let them out to those three women

from where they have them locked in

because they have a head very disturbed.

They are very dangerous.

Matthew!

-Who was? -I have no idea.

I asked you one thing: Discretion.

Damn, Mateo! Can't you control your people?

First, Don't forget where you are.

I am a civil guard. I don't respond to you.

And second,

I put my hands on the fire for my people.

I don't know what the source is of that journalist,

but from here he got nothing.

You will say.

There were only you and I didn't keep the details to myself.

The crucifixion, the keys to the Kingdom.

I don't know. If they let me know we did "Terror Week"

instead of neighborhood parties.

Madam, a man died here.

It seems to me that he is more important than his party.

Damn, it's not a party!

It is an event for the people.

To see if anyone finds out that this dirty town exists

and we managed to get out of the shit we're in.

Investors will come of half of Europe.

Not for me.

I do not need it.

They will come through the town.

Because in this town there is a lot of unemployed people

that doesn't make it to the end of the month and he has a horrible time.

And they asked me to help them to fix their miserable lives

-and that is exactly what I will do. -The dead man is his sister...

Shut up, Trujillo, that I didn't finish

and a woman is speaking!

Matthew, If the dead one had been me,

she would have asked you exactly the same.

I don't forget what you are nor where I am.

Don't forget you what I'm capable of.

If there is again leaks to the press,

you will deal with me.

The party goes on because people need it.

Is it clear?

Yeah? Yeah?

-Perfect. -Mayoress.

-Sorry. -And what do you want?

I understand her anger,

but there is something that I would like you to know.

I imagine They will already know who we are...

at this stage.

Clear.

Sister Emilia She sends her regards.

They didn't let her pass.

If you have any questions, we can help them.

Come on, Peter. Really.

Enough already. Alright.

Alright. Trust me. Please let's go.

Peter, listen to me.

What happened?

Well...

There's not much we can do At this point, sisters.

You confessed,

they already found the murder weapon...

They are going to take them to Santiago de Compostela

and then of the relevant statements

and an oral hearing,

They will put them in jail.

They are confessed murderers.

They won't be able to leave until after the trial.

We will do everything possible so that they are well cared for,

so that they are...

well fed.

They will send you clothes from here, but...

There's not much more that we can do.

We'll find out what...

What prison will they be in?

Sister Corina.

You say If I have any questions?

I do not have one. I have a thousand.

And there is only one that matters:

Why do they refuse to tell the real reason

of the murder?

And don't come with the story of the divine plan

because I am a priest, but I'm not an idiot.

Oh my God! Please!

Peter, please.

Sacred Heart of Jesus, We come to you...

Please. Peter, where are you going?

How do you turn this shit off?

-For for. -How do you turn off this...?

Sacred Heart of Jesus, I trust in you...

He is already there. Sisters, please listen to me.

This is the last chance. Nobody is listening to us

and no one is watching us. And look, here...

here on my neck there is more information.

Here you can feel more information,

Here you can see, you can feel my heartbeats, okay?

You can see if I'm nervous,

or can feel Yes I'm lying, right?

Well then...

Please feel that there is love here.

that there is compassion and that there is empathy

for what is happening to them.

I barely know them, I only saw them a couple of times.

I do not understand why...

why they were condemned, or why they murdered,

but here there is love.

Can you feel it or...?

Or am I lying?

-No no. -So?

Sorry, don't take this the wrong way,

but don't continue because it makes me feel terrible.

We won't talk.

But don't suffer for us.

We were three girls forced to grow very quickly.

There was a time

in which we dreamed with marriage, with children,

with having a family.

Dreams that disappeared One day to another.

but we knew find our way.

we were able to help to many people.

We gave advice and comfort,

food and work.

And we take care of our garden.

Maybe in jail

we can also help people.

If we could do that,

jail would not be something so bad.

And if we could be together,

what more could we ask for?

Thank you anyway

so they tried.

Clear.

Well...

Come on, Simon.

Pedro. Pedro. Peter, wait.

Hey, Peter.

Are you sure you don't want to continue with the keys thing?

So that? It doesn't make sense anymore, does it?

What about the keys?

The keys to the Kingdom.

The keys of the Kingdom of Heaven.

I'm just telling you:

The whole town knows it, There's a stir going on.

"The Insignia of the Holy See", "The Keys of the Papal Shield."

They'll end up finding out, Pedro. I have to tell them.

Furthermore, it is...

a judicial aggravating circumstance. It's treachery.

Treachery?

That is a topic for the judge, but you do not...

Does not matter. Don't worry. Really.

For a judge what? What does he mean?

Sister, the brands what they did to Bustamante

in the back with the dagger...

I've never seen anything like it.

Why did they make them?

and don't tell me that has no meaning,

because to cut his back shaped like a cross to a man

you have to have the blood very cold.

That is treachery.

And the penalty is harder.

It is in Article 22 First of the clause...

Simon, I do not think that it's necessary.

-If I don't say it out of morbidity. -So?

It is a legal question.

If two of them they assume the murder,

the third could have a possibility before the judge.

And if we add to that the advanced age

and visual impairment, I don't know.

At best, I could get house arrest.

I'm not sure, but I will try.

Well, if they didn't talk before,

I don't think they want to confess that now.

I say it for Anabel, that she is the youngest.

Murder with treachery It's 25 years.

and without possibility to review the sentence.

That means that the three They would die in prison.

But if the three they want to sink...

So, well...

The three of them killed him, The three crucified him and...

The three of them carved his back.

You say that...

Anabel could get out of jail?

I say she if she could get

that Anabel will stay in the convent,

she would do everything possible.

Good. Yeah.

I carved him with the dagger

the keys of the Kingdom of Heaven,

so that she would die like Saint Peter, not like Jesus.

I did it to humiliate him.

-So you did it? -Yeah.

Was he alive while he did it?

Don't know.

I don't know if he was breathing or not.

And how do I know it wasn't Anabel?

Because God asked it of me.

And me too.

That is.

Corina and me We mark Bustamante.

Anabel is innocent.

There were never marks on Bustamante's back.

The keys did not exist of the Kingdom of Heaven.

The news was fake.

Sister Emilia...

she called the radio.

"The mornings of Xulio."

It's... a very... program.

-popular. -Yeah.

I know it.

You didn't kill anyone, TRUE?

Well.

If you need me, I will be getting drunk

in some tapestry

and praying a Rosary.

That sounds good, Pedro.

I'll accompany you, father.

You can't go.

It's minor.

Sorry for making fun of you so much from you. I don't do it willingly.

It just catches my attention such a young judge.

-I am 32. -Oh really?

But the youthful appearance It will be good for me at his age.

That hurts.

Noticeable Which is almost my second, right?

No not at all.

He seems the first.

Careful. I won't have experience, but I know how to use my head.

I graduated with honors from the University of Salamanca.

So what are you doing here?

I should be in Madrid, in a law firm

Helping to large corporations

to evade taxes.

How did he end up in this town?

I'm not done here. I am from here.

Mateo, the mayor, the three sisters,

Bustamante.

We are all from here.

Thank you.

Thanks a lot to the folklore group

from Porto da Lua

for this beautiful opening act.

Thank you so much everyone for coming, for being here.

After from so much time of silence,

it was our turn a bit of a party, right?

I want to thank in a very special way

to our guests of honor,

Hoffmann Group delegates

for joining us

in these important days for us.

And they are important days

because we are sowing our future.

As everybody know, we are working

in a tourist project

that will put Puerto da Lua and to the entire region

in the place it deserves.

Hey, your brother died.

you should be mourning and not partying.

we already knew that you don't have a heart.

What we didn't know It's just that you have no shame either.

Please, a little respect.

-And he asks us for respect! -You respect us.

We are in mourning.

All the town I should be in mourning.

How can he even smile?

She ends this antics now.

Yes there are those who show their pain

and his mourning,

and then it turns out which is pure facade.

I am not so.

If I suffer or I don't suffer It's my business.

And answering your question, Gaitan,

I can smile because I'm also happy

to be able to carry out

the job that everyone entrusted to me.

Many of you they will have found out

of the sad news that affects me.

To me and many of you

because in Porto da Lua we are a big little family.

And I assure you that I will not rest

until we know what happened

and who are the culprits.

And I want to say something else:

In this town there is no longer room for fear

not even for obscurantism

not even for the audacity of a few

What do they want to tell the rest of us?

how we have to live.

No. Not anymore.

There is a lot of light outside the cave

where they wanted to put us.

And I know that most think like me

That's why they voted for me.

we have the future to reach.

So I want to ask you please

to all those who feel who have the right

to a better life,

let them smile with me.

Long live Porto da Lua!

Live!

Long live our future!

Live!

And let the party begin!