They're calling in a debt of 300,000 pesetas.
We need that weakling's money.
The hotel has had a setback. I need money.
Ayala will need more than a body to prove anything.
I kept one of the ribs of don Carlós Alarcón.
With a bit of luck it will reveal the truth to us.
I can't deny my feelings, but I ask you to accept the end...
of what should never have been. Please forget me.
So you gave birth to two babies.
Neither she nor my son should know more than they do.
But you can't stay here with the baby. They'll catch you.
Grand Hotel
The day after tomorrow at 6.30 PM.
Our baggage must be at the station on time. The train won't wait.
Of course. I hope it's no fault of the hotel that you're leaving early.
My wife suffers from mood swings. She misses her family.
Don't tell me you're leaving.
We've had a nice stay, but shorter than anticipated.
I hope it's not a problem. -Of course not.
Excuse me, I have to accompany my wife to church.
Hail Mary.
Full of grace.
Have you sinned, daughter?
I've broken the 6th commandment.
The 6th?
I've had impure thoughts and desires.
Nothing but thoughts and desires?
I've also kissed a man who isn't my husband.
Did you enjoy it? -Yes, very much.
Very much.
Alright. -Alright?
No, not alright. What you did is wrong, daughter.
But if you didn't act in bad faith... -I don't know, Father.
Father? -Yes, daughter?
Aren't you going to make me do penance?
Say 14 Our Fathers, 17 Hail Marys, 11 Credos and 8 Salves.
I don't know if I'll remember, Father.
Here you have it in writing.
'My dearest Adriana, how can it be that two days after I first met you...
I can no longer imagine living without you?
I know you told me that you don't want to see me...
but if you've read this far, I know it's not true.
You don't say that because you don't love me, but because you can't help it.
Let's go away together. I'll do anything to be worthy of you.
I'll wait for you tomorrow at the servants' entrance.'
Hold it.
Tomorrow you'll pay your bill, empty the safety box...
and we'll leave before they notice. -Why not leave now?
They'll know it was you, if you leave overnight without paying.
Enough. -She saw us.
What will she say? That we kissed? -She saw us leave the safe.
You think she was spying on us to prevent a robbery?
She couldn't care less.
I almost feel sorry for that dimwit.
Go, get some champagne. We have a lot to celebrate...
and without champagne... -Or without music.
Are you going to play music for me? -Why not?
Go, put on some more music.
I'm still waiting for an apology.
It's how the die are cast, Julio. Don't give it too much importance.
You killed that woman and claimed that I did it.
I could've been sentenced to death. -She saw me and threw herself at me.
I had no choice but to kill her. Once outside, a patrolman saw me.
I told him I'd seen the murderer run away.
And thus I became a witness.
Why did you plant a gun on me and accuse me?
You'd disappeared. It was my only way to find you.
And as only witness, I'd be able to save you.
And force me to do your bidding. -Yes.
You're not going anywhere.
This is the young lady's safety box.
Surprised?
What's going on, Julio?
She saw me and threw herself at me. I had no choice but to kill her.
Once outside, a patrolman saw me. I told him I saw the murderer run away.
You bastard.
Look who's talking.
This statement is enough for a judge to find you guilty.
Mr Olmedo, you're free.
You bastard, I'll make you pay for it.
Double-dealer.
You used me to get the police to come. -I had to do something.
Why didn't you just tell me? -I know Cecilia. She's hard to deceive.
I had to win her trust. -Is that why you stole the brooch?
I borrowed it. I knew I'd bring it all back. I told you I'm not a thief.
You have so little faith in me? -I caught you stealing and you hit me.
Alicia, I'd never hurt you and I'm sorry I wasn't able to prevent it.
It would only be fair if I were to hit you now.
Wouldn't it? -I guess so.
What... -Go on.
Go on, this hurts more than being hit.
Cecilia slapping you was enough for today.
Are you sure that's how it's done? -Of course I am, Hernando.
If this porcelain dish turns black...
it means it contains arsenic.
There you go. Don Carlos Alarcón was poisoned with arsenic.
Don't be afraid, I don't favour duels. I don't have the courage, nor the aim.
I won't apologize for loving your wife.
Who do you think did it?
The same person who's been doing everything to hinder our investigation.
Doña Teresa de Alarcón. -Doña Teresa de Alarcón.
Sorry, guests aren't allowed here. -What?
Did you get yourself dirty?
Look, leave me alone.
Andrés, did you see anything unusual? -They just brought in a sturgeon.
No, here. A noise or something.
I heard a discharge, like a car starting. But I'm not sure.
From outside? -Yes.
Come with me.
I don't see anything. Let's go. -Wait.
Come, help me lift him. Careful.
Why all this paperwork? We're policemen, not writers.
Hernando, do you know what day it is? -You have a calendar in front of you.
I'm trying to tell you something. -Then why don't you do so?
Today is February 8. Does that mean anything to you?
It's not long till Carnival.
That too. And tomorrow is February 9, the day of don Carlos Alarcón's death.
I guess many people will come. Last year they even came from Argentina.
And one of them may be his murderer.
They say the perpetrator always returns to the scene of the crime.
What do you want to do? -Well...
Aren't you curious what it's like to stay at the Grand Hotel?
Good day, we'd like a room. -One moment, please.
You want to stay at the hotel while you have lodgings in Cantaloa?
Even officers of the law can afford some luxury occasionally.
As long as it's not too expensive.
Active as you've been lately, even harassing the dead...
it surprises me you're taking a break. -We've been here on duty many times.
Now that we have no urgent inquiries, we felt like coming for pleasure.
I hope so.
Here you go. Two rooms on the first floor.
The bellboy will carry your baggage. -Two? No, one.
I'm afraid our budget won't suffice for more than one.
A strange luxury, sharing a room. -Don't forget that I'm your superior.
You uphold your hierarchy off-duty? -Of course not. Shall we, Hernando?
Let the staff keep them in sight. If they go off limits, kick them out.
Yes, doña Teresa.
Madam, your son don Javier has been injured.
Hold still, señor Alarcón. -I'm not moving voluntarily, doctor.
Hold here. Apply pressure.
He needs morphine. -I can go to the village.
I need it now. -You still have morphine?
In one of those drawers.
Andrés, hurry up.
Here, morphine. Will he make it?
I've stopped the bleeding, which is already something.
Javier, what happened? -Your brother has been shot.
Who shot him? -That doesn't matter.
Doctor, do whatever you can to save my son's life.
What's the matter? -It's the same.
What? -The morphine.
They took it from my room when they tried to kill me.
This was the consul's, señor Bakthiari. -Why do you say that?
I saw the flasks in don Javier's night table when the consul died.
I didn't tell you. You'd be suspicious. -Of course, and with good reason.
The doctor marked the flasks he gave me to indicate how much to administer.
This one has such marks. -That can't be.
When they tried to kill you, Javier was seeing the Bear.
A bear? -It's a smuggler.
Sure, and one ought to trust the word of an honest smuggler.
Don Javier is Alicia's brother, that's what it is.
No, it's not. If you want me to, I'll go to the tavern to check if the Bear lied.
I'll go with you. -No, you cover for me.
Alicia can do so. -I don't want to tell her before I check.
The doctor will keep us informed.
Who found my son? -I did, madam.
The doctor needs more towels. -Yes, madam.
Did you see who did this to my son? -Not directly, but I did see something.
Are you going somewhere? -No, I was rearranging my suitcase.
Do you know what happened? I heard they were looking for a doctor.
No, my darling, I don't know what happened.
Good day, madam. I'd like to talk to your husband.
Come in.
Doña Teresa.
I'd like to talk to you in private.
Leave us alone for a moment, please.
Wait outside.
How could you? -I don't know what you mean.
Don't lie. You shot my son Javier. -I didn't shoot anyone.
No, please.
If I wanted you dead, I wouldn't be here.
I know it was an act of jealousy. My son offended you.
But I won't stand for this.
You'll pay for it. You went too far. -You have no proof. The police will...
I don't need proof. I won't go to the police.
But from now on your life depends on that of my son.
If he dies, he won't be the only one.
Madam, you can't come in. -Doctor, please let her in.
Adriana, come. -Only one minute, madam.
Javier? -Your husband.
My God. -I was hoping to see you, and look.
If you'd died, I'd never have forgiven myself.
Adriana, go back to your room. -No.
Leave her alone.
My wife is coming with me. -Let me go.
Let's go. -Gentlemen, please.
The patient and I need quiet. -Let's go.
Let go of me. Javier. -Adriana...
I can't leave Javier behind like that. -He'll be fine. Weeds never die.
What are you doing? People are watching us.
Eusebio, I'm not leaving. -Adriana...
I'll only say this once. Come or I'll... -What will you do? Shoot me as well?
That would liberate me from you once and for all.
Adriana, please, act with common sense.
I've had it. I've been acting with that common sense of yours for 20 years.
It's time I start thinking for myself and try to be happy.
I'm staying.
I'm sorry about your brother.
What happened to Javier?
Your mother wants me to say it was a gun-cleaning accident.
What is the truth? -A guest shot him. One of his quarrels.
I believe your mother intends to render justice.
That's crazy. I'll talk to her. -I'm the only one who knows.
If you talk to her, you'll give me away. -I'll just say a waiter told me.
They'll wonder why.
You're right.
Your mother will make him pay dearly. -Does that seem like justice to you?
My sister's murderer is still free.
I no longer believe in justice. -That doesn't justify revenge.
All I care about is my brother.
Where are you going? -To the village, to run an errand.
Where are you going?
To the village. But don't tell anyone.
I'd never betray you, Julio. If you like, I can go with you.
It's better if I go by myself. But thanks.
Isabel, what happened to don Javier? -I heard he got shot.
I'm not surprised. Don Javier is a troublemaker.
Your concern for the Alarcón family is praiseworthy, but to demonstrate it...
you should bring them these towels, immediately and in silence.
She can do it by herself. -Yes, madam.
I want to talk to you.
If I tell Andrés everything I know, you think he'll forgive you?
Mother, Belén, why those faces?
It's a miracle no one has discovered you keep this baby here.
But the chance that they will gets greater every day.
I know, I told Belén that as well. But I haven't found work in the village yet.
I talked to some friends in Cantaloa. -You have friends? What a surprise.
They will take care of the baby until you find work elsewhere and can go.
I won't be separated from my son. -Mother, you'd let us leave the hotel?
It hurts me to separate you from your son, Belén...
but it will be best for the child. -Andrés, say something.
I could also say some things, don't you think, Belén?
My mother is right. It's best for the child. We'll be reunited again soon.
Don't you want to see him? -Of course I do.
We can visit him every day. But I don't see how we can hide him much longer.
It's time to get him out of here.
So now you take your mother's side. -I want what's best for him.
I won't give Juan up, nor Alejandro. -Forget Alejandro, he's not your son.
He needs me as well.
I'm not going anywhere.
Doña Teresa is our principal suspect. Here we'll be able to observe her...
and her late husband's acquaintances. Try to remain silent.
You mean alert to everything, right? -Yes, that too, if you wish.
Many people have come for the anniversary of don Carlos's death.
Indeed, sir. -I'm sure he had many friends.
But I see a lot of pretense. That man, for example, couldn't stand don Carlos.
But here he is, stuffing himself. And I'm sure he's not the only one.
I didn't work here yet. But if you want to know about the hotel, ask that lady.
The daughter of friends from Torquay, in the south of England.
She's staying with us for a few days before going to Paris.
Agatha Mary Clarissa Miller.
I am Alicia Alarcón.
It's a pleasure to me too. Your English is excellent.
Not compared to your Spanish. -My father was a strict educator.
I guess my Spanish is one of the results of his endeavours.
And these gentlemen? -Agents Ayala and Hernando.
To what do we owe your visit? Any news related to my father's death?
We've reached a dead end in that matter. We're only here to unwind.
Officers of the law vacationing at a luxury hotel. A nice start for a novel.
Agatha likes to write mystery novels.
There's the doctor. Allow me.
I'd say your brother is out of danger. -Excuse me?
How do you know?
He's smoking at his leisure and even has eyes for women.
He's either a cynic or your brother is doing better.
I hope you're right.
Doctor. -Señorita Alarcón, your brother is fine.
You're an interesting man, agent. -I know.
Don Carlos died very suddenly. -Doña Teresa must have suffered.
Although it's hard to imagine, as she's always so composed.
She suffered terribly. She and don Carlos were a perfect couple.
It's a pleasure to me, after all this time. -And a surprise to me.
I understand, but if I come on a day like this, it's for reconciliation's sake.
In that case I'm glad to see you, nephew.
Excuse me, Lady, who is that gentleman?
That's Don Gonzalo Alarcón. His father was don Carlos's brother.
They got on badly and ended worse. -What do you mean?
I don't know if I should talk about this. -So don't.
Don Ricardo was the black sheep of the Alarcón family.
Don Javier must take after his uncle.
Don Javier is a saint compared to don Carlos's brother.
He was about to ruin the family and ended up in prison...
because of a swindle involving some mines.
Lady, aren't you telling them too much?
If we only talked about what we should, life would be boring.
Wouldn't it, Lady? -I couldn't agree more.
Has don Ricardo left prison yet? -In a wooden coffin.
I'm sorry. -When did this tragedy take place?
This sounds like an interrogation. -A little over a year.
Don Carlos didn't lift a finger to get his brother out of prison.
And just when he was about to, he came too late.
He'd killed himself.
And don Carlos died soon after. -The Lord decided to take his soul.
May they be reconciled in the afterlife.
Maybe don Gonzalo was reconciled with don Carlos. After all, he's here.
Yes, he came just a few days before don Carlos died.
He wanted to become reconciled, but I don't think he succeeded.
I heard them argue several times.
Careful, sister, I'm hurting.
You gave us quite a fright. Who did this to you?
It was an accident.
A stupid and dangerous accident. Fortunately it wasn't so bad.
That's basically it. -The main thing is that you're fine.
Will you leave us alone? Javier has to rest, and I want to talk to him first.
Why did you say it was an accident? Don Eusebio shot me.
I know. -You intend to let him get away with it?
If you had died, he'd have paid for it in kind.
As it is, it's better if they go. -That man should go to prison.
So you can have your way with his wife and involve the hotel in a scandal?
A wife is the property of her husband. It's unjust, but that's how it is.
I'm sorry, but I love Adriana. -Forget her. That's an order.
Usually I disobey your orders out of negligence...
but this time I think I'll do it in full conscience.
I won't give that woman up.
Excuse me, madam, someone's here to see you.
I'll make sure no one bothers your son.
Don Javier is out of danger, if that's why you're here. But he needs to rest.
I'll wait here.
I can't go back to my husband. -You belong with him, if I may say so.
Anything else would cause a scandal for his family and for our hotel.
I promised Javier I'd stay by his side, and I will.
Find the lady a vacant room. I'll let you know when you can see don Javier.
Thank you. -Follow me.
I deeply regret my impulsiveness, madam.
But since your son is fine, I hope it's no problem for you to let me go.
In fact, I can't wait for you and your wife to leave my hotel.
The problem...
The problem is that my wife doesn't want to come with me.
You'll understand I can't go without her. -Don't worry, I'll take care of it.
Thank you, doña Teresa. Thank you so much.
Doña Adriana tried to see your son and won't listen to reason.
I gave her one of the vacant rooms. -I'll talk to her.
In a few months, once we're out of the picture...
thieves can rob don Eusebio and beat him up as he resists.
Do you think that coward would resist? There are more vital matters at hand.
My nephew don Gonzalo is at the hotel.
Should I throw him out? -No.
He told everyone he came in peace. He appears sincere.
But we know better than to trust in appearances. I'll keep an eye on him.
Wait.
I know you've informed the marquise.
Madam... -Why would I tolerate your scheming?
Because it benefits the hotel?
I don't want you to leave me out of your plans anymore, understood?
Or what? I'm no longer the director. And you wouldn't oust your son-in-law.
Being married to my daughter makes you feel secure, doesn't it?
How would Alicia react if she heard who Alejandro's real father was?
You hide too many things, Diego. That makes you vulnerable.
Come here, little one.
Come here.
What are you doing with my son?
Your son is also my grandson. And a hazard.
Imagine if someone comes in and sees us.
I can deal with them. -I found out, and so could anyone else.
I won't let my son grow up with strangers in a dingy village.
How can you be so stupid and selfish? You'll get us all fired and lose your son.
My son and I will only leave to go to a better place.
What do you want to do? Fasten him to your apron?
Tomorrow this baby will be in Cantaloa.
Don't worry. Mommy will do anything to make sure we won't be separated.
And I know who will help us.
Are you alright, Isabel? You seem sad.
I'm sorry, madam. I don't mean to bother you with my problems.
Is there anything I can do for you?
It's this boy I told you about. Julio, the waiter. You know who I mean?
Yes, he's been working here for a while.
He's my best friend here. He's helped me a lot.
From the way he looks at me and things he said, I know he likes me.
And I like him too. -So everything is fine.
No, because he won't take the next step.
Give him time. -It's not a question of time.
He still has feelings for that other woman.
Do you know who she is? -No.
But I think she has someone else. Perhaps she's even married.
So she's made her choice and should let Julio go, don't you agree?
Of course. -She doesn't. She keeps him dangling.
I suffer, madam. Not for myself, for Julio. He'll never be happy this way.
Are you ready? -Yes, I was waiting for you.
What's going on, waiter? Waiting for anyone? Or looking for trouble again?
I don't believe you were with Javier the night of the consul's party.
Are you calling me a liar? -I only want to know the truth.
Give me something in exchange.
Let's go.
It's up to you whether I'll talk or not. Don't let me down. I bet a lot of money.
Are you ready? -Let's go.
Let the party begin.
Get up, dammit.
Here you go. Nice sum, isn't it?
You got what you wanted. Now talk.
I don't have anything more to say. Javier was with me the whole night.
Thank you.
Javier left early that night.
Why did you lie to him? -Because I'll make even more money.
Aren't you the lad from the accident? -Yes.
Did you inject the morphine yourself? -Eventually.
Give the patient an injection of morphine every six hours.
Only half a syringe. More is lethal. -I know.
Andrés?
Andrés, is anything wrong? -Sir, madam.
The doctor put me in charge of giving your brother morphine.
It's a big responsibility. -I'm sure you'll do fine.