All language subtitles for The.Curse.Of.The.Werewolf.1961.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Some 200 years ago,

a beggar came to the little

town of Santa Vera
in search of charity.

Although a simple man

he was not so simple that
he did not know...

When it was a weekday
and when it was Sunday.

And although the church bell
was sounding

and all
the little shops were closed...

And there was no one
in the square,

he knew this was not a Sunday.

Forgive a poor,
ignorant beggar, sefior,

buttoday is not Sunday.

They're ringing the bells and...
There's no one in the streets.

Can't ya read?

No, sefior.

Landlord.

Well?

Sefion today is not Sunday.

I am aware of that.

There's no one in the street.

I'm aware of that too.

And the church hell is ringing.

And you wanna
know why, is that it?

Well, I'll tell you why.

Today's a holiday,
a public holiday.

A day of rejoicing.

And we're all rejoicing today,
aren't we, sefiores?

You know why we're rejoicing?

Because our beloved marques
is getting married today

and we have to rejoice.

By order!

Landlord, get me a drink.

Isn't that a... a good thing?

Hmph!

And who will have to
pay for this wedding?

We shall.

Who's paid for the bride,
poor child? We have.

And who's paying for that feast
that's going on at this

very moment up at the castle?

We are!

I haven't seen you here before.

What are you? A beggar?

Yes, sefior.

If from the deep charity
of your good hearts...

We have nothing to spare,
my friend.

That's where all
our charity has gone.

And if you want some of it,
you'd better go there.

And god knows I wish ya luck.

The beggar took
the man at his word

and climbed
the long road to the castle...

Where, as he had been told,

the marques was celebrating
his wedding day with a feast.

J'j'

- Stop!
- J'j'

What's the matter, my dear?

It... it... it looks so...

Don't you like goose?

Why have you prepared goose when
the marquesa doesn't like goose?

- Milord, I didn't know.
- Why didn't you know?

Why didn't you know?

Have mercy, milord.

Pick it up!

Well?

If from the deep charity
of your noble master's heart...

Go away, man,
before he sees you!

Who is it?

- No one, milord. Just a beggar.

- Well, bring him in.

Welcome.

I'm afraid you were so late
we started without you.

Noble lord,
if from the deep charity

of your good heart...

If only you'd let us know.

If you could spare
a little bread...

A little earlier,
and a whole goose

would've been yours.

But now, as you see,
everything's gone.

Not a crumb left.

Don't tease him.
Why not, my dear?

He's a man, not an animal.

Oh, is he?

Yes, I suppose he is.

Would you like to have him,
my dear?

As a pet?

How much do you want
for yourself?

Two pesetas? Five?

Ten?

Ten pesetas, my lord?

Done!

And now he's yours, my dear.

Your very own pet.

What would you like him to do?

Give him some food and wine.

Excellent.

Wine for our new guest.
And food.

Later. Wine! Wine!

More!

Not in that piddly little cup!
Here, fill this!

Yes, go on, give him more.

Oh, there he goes.

Uh-uh.

Food, I... I must have food.

- Uh-uh. You must
sing for it first.

Yes, come on! Sing! Sing!

I can't sing.

- Dance then.
- Dance! Dance!

- I can't dance.
- Anyone can dance. Music!

J'j'

Dance! Dance!

J'j'

Please, give him
something to eat.

Here, dog. Here's your bone.

Come and get it like a good dog.

Time for us to retire, my dear.

Sefiores!

My bride and I
bid you good night.

J'j'

Good night, milord.
Good night, milord.

Good night!

Thank you, sefior.

Have a good night.

J'j'

You insolent...
Don't forget he's mine.

A wedding gift from my husband.

I don't want my gift
to be damaged.

You're quite right, my dear.

He must be looked after.
You, see he's looked after.

Get in there!

And so the beggar was imprisoned

in the castle dungeon.

Time passed...
And he was forgotten.

The only people he ever saw were
the jailer and his little girl,

a serious child
who could not speak.

Here, you give it to him.
He's your friend.

The years passed and the beggar

remained a prisoner,

now completely forgotten
by the marques.

The old jailer died.
His daughter grew up.

But still she could not speak.

The vile temper and foul tongue

of the marques...

Had sent his wife
to an early grave...

And lost him the few
friends he possessed.

Now he lives a recluse
in his own room.

And what's your name, my dear?

Don't be frightened.
Just tell me your name.

Your name, my dear.

Your name! Your name!

Ah, no, you don't.

You're a lively one, aren't you?

Why don't you show me
just how lively you can be.

You come here tonight
and show me, huh?

Ah! Oh!

The little Vixen. I'll show her.

Who was that girl? My lord?

The one that
just went out, idiot!

Just a servant, my lord.

Used to work below, my lord,
in the dungeons.

Ah, used to work below, did she?

In the dungeons, eh? Ah.

You're to stay there until
you've learned your manners

and to be a bit friendlier.

Come to your senses, have you?

Somehow I thought you would.

You know where you've
gotta go now, don't you?

Who is it?

Ah.

My dear.

The girl hid in the forest

for some months,

where she lived like an animal.

It was here that I found her.

There.

That didn't take long,
did it, sefior?

This'll soon put some color

back into her cheeks, poor mite.

Fancy you finding her
like that, eh?

The angels were certainly
watching over her.

You should take some of this
before you catch a chill,

getting yourself wet like that.

Well, I suppose if you hadn't,

she'd still
have been lying there,

instead of tucked up snug
in your spare bed.

I'll make some of this
for you when I come down.

Do you much more good
than that stuff.

It's a lucky thing
she didn't lose her baby.

A baby?

Here you are, my little one.

Drink this.

It'll soon put you to rights.

Now, now, don't try to speak.

Just take a sip or two of this,

and you can go back
to sleep again.

That's a good girl.

A little more.

There.

Now, you can go right back
to sleep

and let my herbs soothe
away your aches and pains.

What did you say about...
Shh, shh.

A baby?

In a few months there'll be a

little baby in the house.

If the good lord spares her.

What's your name, my little one?

Oh, come now.
You needn't be shy with me.

You haven't spoken a word
since you've been here.

Nobody's going to hurt you.

Now tell me, what's your name?

Oh, my poor child.

You poor little thing.

You poor, lonely, little thing.

Teresa's new interest gave me

the peace I needed for my work.

At least... it did at first.

Here's your nightcap, sen'or.

Leave it there, Teresa.

Sefion

I'm beginning to be
a bit worried.

What about?

Of course you may
think me superstitious.

I think you...

But I've seen a good deal more
of the world than you have.

The real world.

Not what you read about
in your old books.

You know, it will
soon be the 25th.

Twenty-fifth?

Of December. You know
what that means?

The 25th is always
on Christmas day.

Well, then.

Christmas day
is always on the 25th.

Of course, if you're going
to make fun of me...

I'm not making fun of you.

I don't understand.

What's the matter?
What's worrying you?

What worries me
is that the girl upstairs

is about to have her baby.

And as like as not,
it'll be born on

the very hour
of our lord's birth.

Surely that should be
a reason to rejoice.

For an unwanted child
to be born then...

Is an insult to heaven, sefior.

That's what I was taught.

In the village
where I come from,

the girls stay away from
the men in

march and April, just in case.

Let's pray the little child
is born too soon...

Or too late.

Otherwise...

Don't worry.

We'll have it born
exactly to suit you.

Oh!

Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

Hello! What's this then?

Nasty, that is.

Very nasty.

Dominique! You lost any goats?

No. Why?

There's a dead 'UN up here...

With his throat torn out.

Very nasty.

That dog of yours
been behaving itself?

Now, listen. If there's
a dead goat up there

with its
throat torn, it can't be him.

It'll be a wolf. A wolf, eh?

Yes. And you're paid by us
to keep things like wolves away.

A wolf, eh?

Hello, pepe.

Where are you off to
so early in the morning?

I gotta see the mayor.
Gotta report a dead goat.

While you're about, you'd
better report a dead kitten.

Yes. I found a kitten dead
in the garden this morning.

Horrible state it was in.

Throat torn out. Ugh.

Little Leon's kitten too.

It'll break his heart
when he finds out.

I think there's been
a wolf about.

Whatever it was,

it certainly made a mess
of that kitten.

I didn't dare let
the little fellow see it.

No.

He can't stand the sight
of blood, can he?

I remember the day
he came hunting with me.

Nearly fainted
when I shot a squirrel.

Cried his little heart out.

Well, I better not keep
the mayor waiting.

Good-bye, pepe.

Oh, there you are, Leon.

Ready for your breakfast,
my angel?

I'm not hungry, aunt Teresa.

Oh, no lunch yesterday
and hardly

any supper last night.

This won't do.

Come. I've made some
of my hotcakes for you.

You like those, don't you?

You seem to be falling
down on your job, pepe.

You're employed as a watchman,

not to loaf about all day,

letting a pack of wolves
come up to the town,

stealing our goats
from under our noses.

- But I've always tried...

- If it hadn't been
for Dominique,

- the goats might never
have been discovered.

- But it was I who...

However, I have no wish
to be unduly harsh.

I'll overlook it this time.

Now, get on with your job!

I want those wolves
dead within 24 hours...

And delivered to me
here at the town hall.

You understand? Yes, sefior.

Twenty-four hours.

Not a minute more.

You may go.

There, rest quietly.

You'll soon be better now.

Try to sleep, my little one.

I did shoot it, I tell you!

It was a young wolf.

I saw it and I shot it.

Where is it now?

Disappeared into thin air,
I suppose?

I lost three goats last night.

And I lost two.

I can't help it
if things won't die

when I shoot 'em.

You ought to
get yourself a new gun

or a pair of spectacles.

Or a stick to water.

Let's report this
to the town hall.

I did shoot it.

I did!

He must have got up
during the night.

It's the only explanation.

He must've got up,
come downstairs...

And gone out.

But if he'd come through here,
I'd have heard him.

You'd be asleep.
I'd have woken up.

He never came down those stairs.

You mean he climbed
out of the window?

I just mean...
He didn't come through here.

There's only one way
of finding out.

Now,

I want you to tell me
everything, Leon.

Promise? I promise.

And truthfully. Yes.

Where did you go last night?

Go, uncle?

Yes. I know you went out.

Where did you go?

I was in bed all night, uncle.

Oh, Leon, you promised
to tell me the truth.

I am telling the truth.
Then how did you get hurt?

I don't know.

You couldn't have been hurt
like that in bed.

I know I was in bed
because I woke up in the night.

I had a bad dream and woke up.

But then I went to sleep again.

What did you dream?

I don't really remember, uncle.
Not very clearly.

- But it was like
the other nights.

- Other nights?

I have bad dreams
every night now, uncle.

I see.

Tell me, Leon,
when did these dreams start?

I think it was after I went
out hunting with old pepe.

He wanted to show me
how to shoot.

He wanted me to shoot
a squirrel, but I wouldn't.

So he shot it for me.

He pulled the trigger...

And the little squirrel
squeaked and dropped.

It was horrible.

I picked it up
and tried to kiss it better.

I kissed it
and I tasted something warm.

It must've been the blood,
but it tasted sweet.

I wanted to keep on tasting it,
but pepe took it away.

I did wrong, didn't I, uncle?

No, no, I don't think so, Leon.

Ever since then
I've had bad dreams, uncle.

- What do you dream?
- I dream I'm a wolf.

Like in a picture book.

I dream I'm a wolf
drinking blood.

Help me, uncle! Please help me!

Yes, I'll help you.

Yes, it's one of his, all right.

Where did you find it, Teresa?

It was embedded in a tree trunk

up near the pastures.

Oh, so he did miss.

I won't breathe a word about it.

Ah, thank you, Teresa.

It would break his heart.
He's been so upset as it is.

Have a glass of something?
No, thank you.

I must go.

There are elemental spirits
about us at all times, my son.

Spirits without bodies
of creatures

that have never lived.

Some say it is
to prevent the invasion

of these roaming spirits...

Into the highest creation
of god's sculpturing hands...

The body of man, before whom

all beasts must kneel.

Some say it is to prevent
this invasion

that man's body
stiffens into rigor mortis...

At the moment of his death.

A roaming spirit entering

the body then finds only...

A dry, unwelcoming shell.

But, father...

Now, you're wondering...

What this has to do
with little Leon.

I'll tell you, my son.

Sometimes it so happens...

That the spirit of
one of these beasts...

Finds entrance into a body
while it yet lives,

usually at the moment of birth.

Then the soul and the spirit
war with each other...

To gain mastery of the body.

But if the soul of the man
is strong and clean,

it will generally exorcise
the spirit

of the beast
before it is many years old.

But if for some reason,

the soul is weak...

An inherited weakness,

an accident of birth,

I see.

A werewolf...

For that is what he is, my son.

A werewolf is a body with a soul

and a spirit
that are constantly at war.

The spirit is that of a wolf.

And whatever weakens
the human soul...

Vice, greed, hatred, solitude...

Especially during the cycle
of the full moon

when the forces
of evil are at their strongest,

these bring the spirit
of the wolf to the fore.

And in turn,

whatever weakens the spirit
of the beast...

Warmth, fellowship, love...

Raise the human soul.

Now, little Leon has no
real father or mother.

And yet he needs
their love and care...

Far more than any normal child.

I understand, father.
And I shall

do my best to replace that love.

I know you will, my son.

But is there no cure?

Only love.

When he's older,

he may meet a young girl
whom he will love very deeply.

But what is more important,

she should love him very deeply.

Then he may be saved.

It was no ordinary wolf.

Gentlemen, no ordinary wolf...

Would tear out the throat...

And drain blood.

Drain blood?

Every last drop.

Well, if it wasn't a wolf,
what was it?

Last night...

Was the night of the full moon.

And you know what that means.

What? Here.

Who's going to pay
for all these drinks?

Give it to him.

It means that...

Things are abroad.

Things? What sort of things?

Strange things...

That should not be spoken of.

Good day, sefior. Senora.

Well, whatever it is out there,
my husband will get rid of it.

Won't you, my dear?

Just gonna give this a clean.

There. That should
keep your nightmares away.

Yes, uncle.

I'll have a wolf steak
and potatoes.

Now listen, all of you!

I've had just about enough
of this!

If any one of you makes
another insulting remark

about my good husband,

he goes out of that door.

Is that understood?

I hit that animal,
fair and square.

It must be dead or...

Pepe. You might have
lent me a hand.

What's happened to my crucifix?

I had to do it.
It's the only way.

But...

But that crucifix was blessed
by the archbishop himself.

So much the better, my dear.

Leon. Leon!

Leon!

So it was you all the time.

Leon grew into a fine lad.

And the care and affection
that Teresa and I gave him...

Seemed to cure him completely
of his terrible sickness.

Now, if you don't like
the place,

you come straight back, promise.

I promise.

Why you can't stay here and work
with your father, I don't know.

Teresa, it's only natural
he should

want to make
his own way in the world.

I admire him for it.
Thank you, father.

But working in the vineyards.

Oh, Teresa!

Good-bye, father.
Good-bye, my boy.

Oh, your money.
Have you got your money safe?

It's here, aunt Teresa.

Well, Teresa?

We must thank god, sefior.
He's given Leon back to us.

Who are you?

Oh, I'm Leon carido.

Sefion senon

are you strong? Why, yes.

You look strong.
Do you like work?

Yes, when I'm paid
for it, sefior.

You better come in.

This is where you'll work.

The hours are 7:00 to 10:00,
with a half hour for lunch.

The pay is six pesetas.
You'll sleep in there.

José here will tell you
what to do.

My name's Leon.

You heard mine already... José.

Welcome.

He said you'd tell me
what I had to do.

Oh, that's easy.

There's the wine, you see?

Red in there, white in there.

There's the bottles,
and there's the labels.

You put the wine inside,
you put the labels outside.

Who's that?

Well, the old misery's
Don Fernando.

But you know
that already, don't you?

Uh, the young misery
is young Gomez.

His father owns this place.

And the pretty one,

the one you really
want to know about,

That's Fernando's daughter.

And to stop you asking
your next question,

they're engaged.

That makes daddy Fernando
very happy.

Does it make her happy?

Well, what do you think?

Just look at him.

Drive on.

Wave, child, wave.

Really, Cristina, you might try

and be more gracious
to your future husband.

She's coming this way.

It's not to see you,
so don't get yourself excited.

I've come to apologize, sefior.

- Apologize?

- It was you we splashed,
wasn't it?

- With the carriage.

- There's no need for you
to apologize, sen'orita.

If I don't, I'm sure
no one else will.

- My name is Cristina Fernando.
- Senorita.

- And you?
- Leon.

Leon carido.
I've just started work here.

Oh, I know.
I hope you'll be happy here.

Thank you. I'm sure I shall.

Yes, I'm sure you will too.

It's very unfair.

This is the third evening
you've had a

headache and
we've had to come home early.

I can't help having
headaches, rico.

No, but it's beastly
inconvenient all the same.

I was winning too.

A hundred pesetas
I stood to win...

If it's the money...

No, it's not the money.

What is it then? Well, it...

Well, it's very unfair,
that's what it is.

Look!

Oh, well. Wish you
were real, darling.

In the absence
of anything better to do,

I'm for bed.

Don't wear your eyes out.

And don't use up
all that candle.

I've got better things
to spend my money on.

Talking about money,

you know what tomorrow is,
don't you?

It's Saturday!
We must celebrate.

Celebrate? It's payday!

Music and dancing.

Don't forget that candle.

Good night, rico. Thank you.

Good night.

Is that you, Cristina?
Yes, papa!

You're back early.
Enjoy yourself?

- Yes, papa.
- Good. Straight to bed now.

Yes, papa.

I thought you were never coming.

I thought I'd never get here.

This is just a dream.

Oh, no, this is real, Cristina.

But if my father finds out...

Come away with me, Cristina.

If it only was as simple
as that. I love you.

Oh, Leon.

I want you to marry me.

I can't. I can't. You know that.

It has all been arranged for me.

I'm to marry rico Gomez.

Marry me, Cristina.

My father would never let me.

I'll speak to him.
Let me speak to your father.

You mustn't!
Promise me you won't.

He'd send you away.

We'd never see each other.
He'd see to that!

But... anybody there?

He must've heard us.

Tomorrow. I can't tomorrow.

Sundaythen. Sunday.

I've never heard

anything so ridiculous
in my whole life.

Staying in on your own
on Saturday night.

Pay night!

It's unthinkable.

Come to think of it,
it's downright immoral.

All right. I give in.

Now, that's better!
Where do we go?

Now, do you like
good food, wine,

fine music, wonderful dancing...

And, uh, beautiful girls?

There's this place I know
just outside town.

It's quiet, mind.
Very respectable.

J'j'

J'j'

Aah!

You all right?

What's the matter, dear?

You're not feeling very well.

Why don't you
get some fresh air?

Come on. Go out on the terrace.

Wishing on the moon?

Did I make you jump? Sorry.

Anyway, it's a new moon
you wish on, isn't it?

What?

You are slow, aren't you?

Don't you feel very well?

No.

No, I don't.

What you need
is a little lie down.

You can come up
to my room, if you like.

Oh, don't worry
about her in there.

We can slip up the back way.

J'j'

J'j'

Whoo-ooh!

Your friend wasn't feeling
very well.

He's gone for some fresh air.

Aw, doesn't he look pretty?

Charming.

Waiter, more wine!

You don't care what
you spend, do you?

Money is no object, my dear.

Bravo!

This will make you feel better.

Not very talkative,
are you, dear?

Still... I like a man
who doesn't chatter.

I get enough of that
from the other girls.

Here.

Why don't I make you
more comfortable?

There.

That's better, isn't it?

What's the matter, dear?

Worrying about your
girlfriend downstairs?

She won't miss you, dear.

Not for just a few minutes.

You all right, dear?

Well!

Careful!

Here!

What's the idea?

If that's what you came for,
you came to the wrong place!

I've a good mind to...

How much longer does your

friend expect me
to sit here by myself?

I shall personally supervise

his immediate return.

Ooh.

Don't... don't speak
to any strange men.

Really!

Leon!

Leon, where are you,

my little friend?

Oops.

Leon?

Come on.

Every night for the past
13 years,

you've been on
about that dog of yours.

Keep quiet about it.
I've had enough!

He was the best dog I ever had,

and you had to shoot him.

Yes, I had to shoot him.
He was a killer, that's why.

He keeps the bullet around
his neck to remind him...

I keep the bullet
'round my neck because

it's made of real silver.

Yeah, best dog I ever had.

Go home!

Leon. Leon, Leon!

Leon! In god's name,
what happened?

Your clothes!
You... you can't have...

No, no, no!

It's the truth, my son.

I won't believe it. I can't!

There, there.

Leon, I must ask you once again.

Can you remember
anything you did,

or where you went to last night?

No. But try. Please try!

I can't, I tell you!

I can't remember anything.

The blood.

There was blood on my hands.

Where did I get blood
on my hands?

That's what I'm trying
to find out.

Perhaps it's the blood
of some animal.

A sheep, maybe.

You mean I killed it
with... with...

There, there.

You knew about this
all the time, father?

But you didn't tell anyone.
Thank you.

What am I going to do?

Tell me what am I
going to do, father?

I think I can obtain permission
for you to enter

a monastery
under special supervision.

But until then,
you must be chained...

And watched, night and day.

Oh, yes. That's right, isn't it?

They chain up wild animals.

That's all I am... an animal!

Oh, no! God!

Hey, you!

Sargento! Why, that's him.

Are you Leon carido? Yes.

A friend of José amedeo?

I understand you were both
at a certain

establishment last night,

owned by a senora zumara.

According to a senorita Yvonne,

you left early.

Is that right?

Yes, yes, I think so.

You think so.

Well, I had a lot to drink!

Where did you go then,
sefior carido?

Home.

Home? Are you sure?

Yes, I just left there.

You just left there. I see.

Why?

Why are you asking me
these questions?

Just making some inquiries.

Good day, sefior. Good day.

- I hope you feel ashamed
of yourself!

- Sefior.

Going to a place like that,
getting drunk.

Disgusting! Don Fernando.

Tell me.

Has anything happened to José?

I neither know nor care!
He's probably in jail.

You're very fortunate
that you're

not there with him.

Help me. Help me!

- Leon!
- Get away! Get away!

- Leon!
- Get away!

Leon, what's... no!

Get away!

Leon? Huh?

Leon, I must go
before father finds out

I've been with you all night.

All night?

All night.

Careful.

You've... been here
with me all night?

Tell me. I must know.

Did... did anything happen to me?

You cut your leg.

You were frightened
and screaming.

No, no!

Did I change?

Did my face change?

My hands?

Did anything happen?

No, Leon.

You've saved me.

Oh, god, thank you
for sending her to me.

We must go away. Now. Today.

You must marry me,
and we must go away.

We'll start a new life,
a wonderful life, Cristina.

We'll be together every minute
of the day and night.

Tell me. What's wrong?

Cristina, do you love me?

Will you marry me, Cristina?

You say you love me.
Will you marry me?

Yes. Yes, I will.

My darling,
this is terribly important.

But you must trust me till
I have time to explain better.

We must go away. Now. Today.

Please don't ask
any more questions.

Will you come?

Yes. Yes. I'll come with you.

Are these your clothes, sefior?

Leon carido,

I must ask you to accompany me.

But why?

I am arresting you
on a charge of murder.

In god's name,
listen to me, will you?

You must send for my father.

You must.

Don't you understand? You must!

Listen to me, I tell you!
Listen!

My boy, there's only
one thing he'll listen to.

Look, I'll pay you.
I'm willing to pay you.

What do you want, sefior?

I want you to send somebody
to fetch my father,

sefior Don Alfredo carido.

How can I possibly leave here?

There must be somebody
you can send.

Well, there is.

Send somebody
to tell him I'm here.

I need him.

Sefior Don Alfredo carido.

He lives at the other side
of the square.

The big house
at the top of the steps.

Well, what are you wait...

Here. Hurry, please.

Leon!

Leon, where are you?

Leon, you all right?

What do you think you're doing?

And where were you going?

Come on! Where were you going?

You were going with him,
weren't you?

You were gonna run away
with him, weren't you?

Oh, I say.

You were, weren't you?

- Yes, I was.
- Oh!

And I still am.

You ungrateful little...

Where is he, father?

Please, where is he?

He's right where
he deserves to be!

Where is he?
I must go to him, father.

He needs me.

Needs you?

I'll bet he does,
the debauched young...

- Will you please tell me
where he is!

- He's in jail!

That's where he is.

Pfison? Yes! Prison!

Why? What for?
What do they say he's done?

I'm not interested
in what he's done.

I just know they've
taken him away,

and good riddance!

Rico, will you please
take me to him?

I want you to take me
to the town.

I shall do no such thing.

Well, then will you
lend me your carriage?

What's that?

Certainly not.

Then I'll have to take it!

Cristina, come back here

come back!

You are to drive me to the town.

It's an order from sefior Gomez.

And hurry, please!

Cristina! Come back!

I've already killed
three people.

Don't you understand this?

Strangled them with my hands.

Savaged them with my teeth.

That has yet to be proved.

Proof.

They'll prove it, all right,
because it's true.

And if they make me stay
here tonight,

it's gonna
happen all over again!

Oh, don't think these
are going to stop me.

What can we do?

- We must go to the mayor,
appeal to him.

- No, not appeal.

Tell him. Tell him what I am.

Tell him I've confessed
to everything.

Tell him I've confessed,
that he must have me...

Executed... now.

- My son.
- Yes, now.

Before sunset.

And, father, you must
tell him how it must be done.

- Burned.
- Burned al...

Burned alive.

No, this is too much!
It's preposterous!

It is too much
to expect me to believe.

Nevertheless, it is true.

How long have you
known of this, father?

Since he was a child.

And you did nothing about it?

I wasn't certain.

Then why are you certain now?

You have to ask my son,
and he will tell you.

Your son, a murderer. Yes!

What is it you want me

to do then?

Please hand the boy
over to me...

So that I may take him
to a monastery

where he'll be looked after.

No, that's impossible.

The boy will have to
stand trial.

If he is kept in this town
until after sunset,

he can't be responsible
for his actions.

- What do you mean?

- I mean he will break out
of prison and kill.

Kill wantonly and savagely.

Like an animal.

And you...
You will be responsible.

There he is, sefior.
That's the one.

You there, stand up.
Let me look at you.

Let me see your hands.

Now your teeth. Open your mouth.

Come on, come on.

Senor, I beseech you.

Don't make me stay here.

No. No, I shall require
other witnesses.

Well, there's Teresa. Teresa?

Yes, my servant. Your servant!

Oh, I'm afraid I cannot.

Let me in!

- Let me in! Let me in!
- Cristina!

- Silence!

- You must let her in.
- She can help me.

She's the only one.

I wish to see Leon carido.

Leon! Sefiorfla!

What are they doing to you?

Help me, Cristina.

Who is this?

- Who are you?
- I'm Cristina Fernando, sefior.

- You know the prisoner?
- Yes, sefior.

We are engaged
to be married, sefior.

Oh, you are engaged
to be married, are you?

- So you know all about him?
- Sefior?

You know all about
his... affliction.

Affliction?

So far as you know,

this is a perfectly normal
young man.

Yes! Thank you.

The prisoner will remain
here and stand trial.

Gentlemen.

Come, my child.
Leave her with me.

For god's sake, have pity.
Leave her.

Come. Come.

Please, my child. Come!

What are they doing?
What's happening?

Father, the bullet.

Pepe the watchman
has a silver bullet.

Get it and use it!
Use it on me, father!

You must use it! Do you hear?
You must use it! You must!

I don't believe you.

But you must, my child.

It's the truth. It's not true.

It's not true.

Please tell me it's not true!

It's getting dark.

Pepe! Pepe!

Pepe valiente!

It's a beautiful evening.

The moon is just rising.

A full moon.

It will soon be
as bright as day.

Ah, Teresa.

This young lady
has nowhere to stay.

She's a friend of Leon's,
and I thought, perhaps...

Come in, my dear.

I must go back to the church.
I'll come here after service.

My dear, you're shivering.

Come and sit by the fire,
and I'll get you a warm drink.

Leon.

Guard! Guard!

This'll soon put some
color into your cheeks.

I can't think where
Don Alfredo has got to.

It was something
about a silver bullet.

Pepe's silver bullet.

So it's come to that at last.

Come to what?
What is this bullet?

A silver bullet...

Made from a...

A crucifix.

The only bullet
that will kill a...

A werewolf.

What is it?

What happened? What you said.

Where is he?
I don't know, sen'or.

There he is!

Up on the roof!

Did you see anything? No!

What's happening?

There he goes!

Surround the house!

Just guard it.

That's it. Guard it.

There he is!

You stay here.

I know how to get him
down from there!