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Oh! Oh, my God!

Oh, my children!

''THE LlVlNG COFFlN''

Good afternoon.

May l speak with Miss Mar�a Elena Garc�a?

She is not here yet.

Will she be long?

l don't know.

Who are those...people?

Foreigners, ma'am. l don't know them.

What do they want here at this late hour?

The lady of the house would know. She's her aunt.

Thank you.

Good afternoon, madam. Will Miss Mar�a Elena be long?

What do you want her for?

l have to speak to her.

l bring regards from some friends from the city.

Oh, friends from the city. ls she...your friend, too?

No, madam. l don't even know her.

Let him wait in the parlor.

Yes, ma'am. This way, sir.

Excuse me.

Go make dinner.

Come in, sir.

Come on, Lencho.

Why is that there?

So the dead don't come back, sir.

Sit down. She should be here soon.

Miss Mar�a Elena, l suppose.

Yes. Can l help you?

Some friends of yours told me you gave them this.

Yes. Why?

Could you tell me where you found it?

Why would you want to know?

Pure scientific interest. l am an archeology buff, miss.

You don't know what you are talking about.

lt is clear that it was not made by the natives.

No? Who sculpted it, then?

My aunt Clotilde.

Could l speak with her?

Speak? No.

She died about a year ago.

She died?

Did she leave anything else made of this same material?

Only another one exactly like it.

The town's doctor has it.

ls that all, sir?

That's all, miss.

- Excuse me... - Yes?

Just curious...

Did your aunt have a reason to carve two figurines of the same model?

Not a reason. An obsession, maybe.

Her two children died in the quicksand.

Each figurine is one of them.

But this seems to be a woman crying. Does it represent her?

No, it represents death.

Good afternoon.

Let's go!

What happened? Did we arrive?

And we're leaving. l have to talk to the town's doctor.

l'm glad, compadre. l'm very sleepy.

l close my eyes and all l see are mattresses, but they're all taken.

May l come in, Miss?

Yes, come in, Don Emiliano.

Here are the documents you asked for.

l brought you a copy of the will.

She left everything to you.

We have to do something.

Since Do�a Clotilde died, we are definitely going toward ruin.

The mistress only thinks about her death.

She doesn't listen to anyone,

she doesn't take care of business, nor does she let me do it.

Excuse me.

lt's nighttime.

We better come back tomorrow, don't you think?

We're already here. Do it.

The lock is really rusty. lt'll take awhile to open it.

Don't look for excuses.

Open it, even if it takes a century.

Don't do it, for the Virgin's sake.

l'll tear it off one of these days, even if my aunt gets angry.

lt is a shame to live among so much witchcraft and superstition.

l will tear it off, you'll see.

You will do no such thing, miss.

The dead don't come back, Clemencia.

Don't be silly.

Not all of them, but those who vanish from their tombs

leaving them empty overnight like the deceased Do�a Clotilde, do.

The unburied wander through the dark forests

and the only way to get them away from the house where they died

is piercing a clock with a knife on the hour of their death.

But who told you that? How can you believe it?

Fear is killing you all.

lf you do not believe what l tell you, how, then, could she escape her tomb

the day after her burial, if the gate was locked and filled with chains?

Unburied?

What other word can be used to indicate that she is no longer in her tomb?

That is how the townsfolk call her-- The Unburied.

Many have seen the deceased Do�a Clotilde in the forest,

pulling her hair like a mad woman by the swamp where her children died.

And they've heard her wailing and calling her dead children.

That's why they call her ''The Crying Woman,''

like the one in the horror legend.

That is not true. No one has ever seen her or heard her.

She is dead.

She is not there and she will never come here.

Don't say such things.

She will not come, as long as the knife stays in the clock.

lf someone were to take it out, she would come that very night

to take revenge on someone who lives here and whom she hates to death.

There's the old lady again with her damned mania.

The tomb's alarm! What could be happening?

Where are you going, miss?

Come, come, and don't complain.

l just wanted to make sure the batteries worked.

Aunt, please, didn't we say we would forget this?

Why do you insist on tormenting yourself?

Leave me alone. l know what l'm doing.

l am old. l will die soon.

Don't say that.

Making these preparations is going against God.

Please understand it.

Get away! What do you know of these things?

Enough to not believe them and not fear them.

Nothing of what you think is going to happen.

Look. l just took it off.

- Lencho, help me! - Mistress! Mistress!

A doctor, quick! Go into town to get a doctor! Hurry!

Forgive me, aunt. l did it for you.

l can't stand seeing you live tormented by those horrible beliefs.

l can't see you suffering like that.

l want to take those thoughts away so you can live in peace.

A doctor... l don't want to die.

My sister would come to take me out of my tomb

and make me wander forever.

Take the swamp way to get there sooner!

The swamp way?

He's still alive. Help me carry him.

Let's take him into town.

The town? Beds, mattresses, compadre!

Let's go.

Excuse me, the doctor's house?

There? Thanks.

Do you know if there's a hotel nearby with good beds and wide mattresses?

No, sir, almost no one lives here.

Everyone left since the Hacienda de la Ci�nega stopped running.

Only we old ladies stayed here, awaiting death.

The young people ran away from the curse of the Weeping Woman.

The Weeping Woman?

ls the doctor here?

- No. - Will he be long?

Maybe, maybe not.

Do you know where he is?

At the cantina, where else?

- And the doctor? - Relax, he's coming.

He knows me.

Tell him the mistress had another attack...

to go see her.

lt's bad.

Who shot you?

Who knows?

Someone shot me in the back near the swamp.

Where's the doctor? You didn't get him.

What for? When he's at the bar he doesn't listen to anybody.

Wait here, l'll get him.

- Another one. - Take it easy, doctor.

Another one!

As you wish.

Excuse me, are you the doctor?

l am, young foreigner. How can l help you?

We found a badly injured man near the swamp.

We took him to your home.

Wounded? By what?

By a bullet in his back.

He's one of them. They picked him up on the plain.

Did he see you shoot?

No.

Then we'll hear that rooster crow.

Let's go, then.

Where you goin', doc?

Bring me a bottle.

Won't you drink with your pals?

l have to go. The young man needs me.

He can stay, too. Bring some glasses.

Thank you, but l don't drink.

Let me take the doctor with me. lt's urgent.

You won't reject your new friends when you meet them, will you?

C'mon, you first!

Thank you, sir. l told you l don't drink.

Either you drink it or you die right here.

There are no vain kids in this town, boy.

Come on, drink it! There are more comin'.

Cheers.

Finally there's someone who can give them what they deserve.

Let's go. Let's go, my friend.

Do you know him?

Yes. l have to heal him before going to the Hacienda de la Ci�nega.

His life is in danger.

Aren't you going to tell the authorities?

This man was wounded with a firearm.

Authorities? Which ones? We haven't had any in a year.

ln that case, l will formally take charge of this matter.

What do you want?

To discover who shot this man. lt is my duty.

Yes...of course.

And this? How did you get this?

A woman gave it to me as a gift.

Would you sell it to me?

No.

There wouldn't be enough money in the world to pay for it.

Why is that?

Would you sell the best memory of your life? l can't.

What is gone never comes back. That's what ties me to this damned town.

The memories.

Why do you think a man like me lives here, buried alive,

killing himself slowly with alcohol?

l want to die near the place where l was about to be happy.

She died...a year ago.

She had been widowed since she was young,

and none of us ever knew what happiness was.

Destiny put us face to face. We were going to get married.

Then the tragedy happened.

Her children died and the suffering made her lose her mind.

During the last months of her life she carved this woman crying

and much of her love is embedded in this stone.

She carved it thinking of her children.

l brought it the night she died.

Since then, all has become hell.

They blame her for all the deaths that happen near the swamp.

Everyone crosses themselves in fear when they hear her name.

There's nothing l can do to about it.

Yes, there is.

What?

You can prove that there is a murderer near the swamp, not a ghost.

That would be like trying to find a drop of fresh water in the sea.

We only have to find the reason why this man was shot.

And where do you plan to find it?

Between the hacienda and the swamp.

May l go with you?

lf that helps, let's go.

Wait, no one there should know who l am or that Lencho was shot.

lt's a matter of tactics. Do you understand?

Yes, sure. Let's go.

Compadre, let's go.

Crazy Coyote!

l'm coming, compadre, wait!

The doctor isn't here yet?

Not yet.

He has never taken this long.

He will come, Aunt.

Come, sit here.

What is that noise?

What noise?

There, in your room.

l didn't hear anything. You must be mistaken.

Go see what it is.

Wait! Don't go in the dark.

Take that candle with you.

There was nothing there.

That is strange. l clearly heard a noise.

Calm down. Don't worry.

Do you know that my sister died a year ago tonight?

She hated me for everything.

She died blaming me for her children's death,

because l let them go out the afternoon they died in the swamp.

She said she'd come back to take her revenge.

Sometimes l feel her presence looking at me from a dark corner.

Never stop taking care of me, in life or in death!

lf l die, make them set the alarm

so it rings at the slightest movement in my tomb.

Calm down, close your eyes, and rest.

Nothing will happen to you.

The doctor is here!

- Doctor, it's so nice to see you. - How are you, Don Emiliano?

- The foreman. A friend. - Nice to meet you.

Likewise. Welcome, this is your home.

- Let's go see Do�a Mar�a - Come in, please.

Thank God! What do l see?

A bed! Finally, a bed!

Doctor, we thought you'd never come.

l couldn't get here sooner, Mar�a Elena.

Good evening, miss. Here l am again.

l came to keep the doctor company.

Aunt!

My bag.

- She is dead. - No!

Oh, my children!

Oh, my children!

That cry! That cry!

Calm down.

Did you see anything?

No, nothing.

l have to believe it. l have to believe it.

lt was the Weeping Woman.

She killed her. There is no other explanation.

lt's my fault for having pulled the knife out of the clock.

Now l believe it. l believe everything!

Hail Mary, full of grace!

The Lord is with thee: blessed art thou amongst women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God...

Miss, here is Do�a Mar�a's death certificate

before the authority that the young man represents.

Thank you, doctor.

Unfortunately, my mission ends here. You know l am truly sorry.

Don Emiliano, may l have some cognac?

Doctor, you know that there is always a bottle for you in this house.

No, don't bother. l know where to find it.

lf you'll excuse me...

Are you still worried about that?

Yes, but my interest is not purely archeological,

as l told you this afternoon. lt is time that you know the truth.

The truth?

Yes. This figurine was carved from a stone

that only exists where there are veins of gold.

Gold?

Good motive for a crime,

or for a series of crimes, don't you think?

lf only we knew where he found this stone.

What difference does it make? We'll never know.

For me, it is the symbol of a message of death.

The Weeping Woman.

l used to make fun of that,

but now l understand how much people fear her.

Some people sense that she is coming and run and hide in a safe place.

My aunt sensed something minutes before her death...

and it was because the Unburied was there, in her room, hiding, watching her...

as she might be watching me right now from someplace in this courtyard!

l can't pretend any longer.

That scream pierces my heart. l hear it every minute.

Don't grant it the wrong source.

That scream was part of someone's scheme to kill your aunt.

Don't look for logic in these cases. There is no use.

l almost went mad trying to find a material explanation to the mystery...

and l never found it.

There has to be one.

Where there is a murder, there is a murderer.

Changing beliefs so abruptly has affected my nerves.

Good night.

Compadre!

Crazy Coyote!

Don't scare me like that, compadre! lt makes me have nightmares!

Be quiet. Follow me.

Oh, compadre!

The door was open. l was going to close it and l saw--

l saw that.

We must tell Don Emiliano immediately.

Wait, help us get him down and then tell him.

l don't want this news to spread. Too many things have happened tonight.

You were about to be roasted, compadre!

Did you hear that?

Hey!

They're shooting from both sides!

Let's go inside!

The rope! The rope!

The alarm should be in the coffin to alert us

so we don't let anyone take her.

That is what she wanted.

True. Let's comply with her wishes.

You heard it.

Come in, compadre. Come in.

l thought the crying woman had sucked you up.

Where the hell were you all day?

l had an accident, compadre. l spent all day washing clothes in the river.

Where's the doctor?

They took him into town.

He's still dead. That didn't go away.

They are burying the mistress.

- Feed the horse. - Sure.

Would you please seal the letter with your ring?

Of course, l will be glad to.

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

Blessed art thou amongst women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

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

Blessed art thou amongst women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

You should have seen this place a few years ago...

it was a great hacienda:

prosperous, rich, the whole town lived off of it.

But now...

All this started a year ago when they stole Do�a Clotilde's body.

Panic spread throughout the region. No one wanted to work here.

After that, the Crying Woman in the swamp thing ruined us altogether.

ls the swamp part of the hacienda?

Yes.

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

Blessed art thou amongst women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God...

Someone stole the mistress' body!

Really? Did they steal it?

Come with me. Let's go.

Stay inside.

Keep her company, compadre, and close the doors.

Yes, compadre.

The seal is intact. The door hasn't been opened.

The tomb's cover hasn't been moved either.

Then...the mistress is alive.

She woke up from a seizure. She is not dead!

Hurry or she'll suffocate. That would be a horrible death.

Everyone help me!

Mother of God, please let us take her out on time.

That siren is going to drive me crazy.

Crazy? Don't!

Then the house would be full of lunatics.

Lord, let this be over soon.

lt's empty!

God help us.

The coffin must be open.

l wonder what is happening now.

Well, if you'll excuse me,

now that there's a bit of silence, l'll make my bed.

Don't you hear?

Hear what?

That noise!

What noise?

Sounds like a cane tapping the floor!

Don't you hear it?

The base of the mausoleum is carved in living rock.

The walls are made of stone as well.

She couldn't have gotten out through the top, the bottom, or the sides.

Nevertheless, someone got her out of here.

But how? Through where?

ln the same way they got Do�a Clotilde out last year.

l know those steps.

They are in the hallway.

They're coming this way!

See? There's nothing to be afraid of.

lt's an old lady coming.

Why do you scream like that? Old ladies are harmless--

Help!

lt's Mar�a Elena!

The death certificate?

Yes. Where did you put it?

Here, in a small iron box.

Look for it. See if it's still there.

You are right. lt's not.

You'll never find it. lt's been stolen.

Someone stole it? But who? Why?

Who? The person that attacked my compadre.

Why? For the same reason the doctor was killed,

so that there was no legal proof of Do�a Mar�a's death.

ln the eyes of the law Do�a Mar�a hasn't died.

She is still alive and the will she left is not valid.

But many of us can testify to her burial.

And my compadre and Miss Mar�a Elena will have to testify

that they saw her alive after her burial.

There is no dead body, no death certificate,

and the doctor who could have made a new one is dead

and ten years will have to go by before the hacienda has a new owner.

Damned unburied corpse!

This was not done by the dead, but by the living.

The living? Who are you referring to?

To the ones who invented the Crying Woman story.

Did you know that there is a gold mine in the swamp

that some assassins are desperately looking for?

Assassins?

The one who killed two people here so the hacienda didn't get a new owner.

Now they have ten years to freely look for the mine and claim it.

Then let's not waste time on useless words.

lmmediate action is required.

They shot Lencho at the swamp.

We could all die.

lt is my duty to get armed protection to defend us right now!

That is the most sensible thing you've said this evening, Don Emiliano.

We'll be back before dawn.

Excuse us. Come on, Felipe.

Compadre, nobody can explain things as clearly as you.

Even an idiot would understand them.

Could you explain everything again?

l got lost.

The murderers just left.

Don Emiliano and Felipe...murderers?

That's impossible.

One of them said that Lencho was shot at the swamp.

How did he know that?

Only the doctor and l knew it and we didn't tell anybody.

Then why didn't you stop them, compadre?

What proof did l have?

Well...what you just said.

The doctor who would be my only witness is dead.

Are we going to stay here, waiting to be killed?

What was that?

Did the horse get loose, compadre?

Yes. There's a secret entrance here.

- Help me. - Sure.

Where does it go?

We'll find out right now. Lend me your flashlight.

Sure, compadre.

Don't move until l come back.

Why did you come here? Go back.

lt's too late. l'm already here.

Let's go.

What should l do?

Should l stay here to keep watch or should l go with them?

What do you think, Rayito?

Follow me.

Shine the light here.

Do�a Mar�a's clothes and a mask.

This is how they deceived you when you thought you saw her.

lt's Do�a Mar�a's body.

Clotilde!

Placing her dead body there they started the Crying Woman story.

What is that?

That wheel controls a water valve that lowers this platform.

We are under the crypt.

lt's made of stone, part of the bottom of the tomb.

That is how they concealed Do�a Mar�a's body.

And that box?

l am really sorry to have to do this, Mar�a Elena, but it's necessary.

Take her to the swamp.

No, let me go!

Don't move!

Drop that gun or the girl dies!

Watch out! Mom gets upset!

Good job, compadre. Disarm them.

Look what you did!

Come here, compadre!

lt's Felipe!

Now you have to turn this place into what it used to be.

And you have to visit us from time to time.

Much of this is yours. Without you...

we wouldn't have anything.

Good-bye.

Thank you.

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