A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
-[horse neighs] -[bell tolls]
[theme music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[man on PA] Attention, travelers. Train 121 to Paris will be departing
in ten minutes from track eight.
Train 232 to Lisbon will be departing in 20 minutes from track C.
-All passengers must have a valid ticket. -Come on. Let's get going.
[horn blares]
[whistle blows]
[man speaking indistinctly in Spanish over PA]
[horn blaring]
[officer 1] Police! Don't move!
I said, "Stop!"
-[Gabino] Go there! -[officer 1] Get them! Stop those two!
-Police! Stop right there! -[Gabino grunts]
-[groans] -[officer 1] Come on!
[Gabino panting]
-[officer 2] Stop! -[officer 1] Stop resisting! Get up! Now!
-You're coming with us! -[officer 2] Stop resisting!
[officer 1] Get the cuffs on him.
[officer 2] Let's go!
[man over PA] …train to Seville is now departing from track A.
Talgo train to Seville, now departing from track A.
Due to severe weather,
all trains headed south should expect significant delays.
[Lázaro panting]
-[officer 3] Where did he go? -[officer 4] Find him now!
[hurried footsteps pass]
Excuse me. It seems that you're in the wrong seat.
[man clears throat]
[Lázaro sighs]
-[train whistle blows] -[engine whirs]
-[shots echo] -[theme music continues playing]
-[wings flapping] -[pigeons cooing]
[clock ticking]
[phone rings]
[door opens]
They've arrested Gabino.
-The Mexican escaped, though. -[gasps]
[Amparo] It won't be long until they catch him.
-This is better for everyone. -He's your grandson.
It is not my fault he takes after his mother.
Doña Amparo, you convinced Gregorio to throw him in jail.
[takes a deep breath] You could convince him to let him out.
Your son deserves what's coming. He's where he belongs.
And you'll be there, too, if you don't do as I say.
And what could he say while rotting in prison?
Who would even listen?
It seems you forgot I still have the letter.
Yet, the author
is a disturbed sexual deviant with no credibility.
Think carefully before you act…
because you don't know what I'm capable of when it comes to protecting my son.
Ah. So that's why you wanted the weapon.
It seems you're finally becoming what you've always despised the most.
-[tense instrumental music playing] -[Amparo sighs]
[siren blaring]
POLICE
[door opens, closes]
[indistinct chatter]
[Gregorio sighs]
DEATH IS AN ACT OF SERVICE
[guard 1] Let's go.
[guards shouting in Spanish in distance]
[guard 2] Get in here.
[Gabino grunts]
-[door slams, locks] -I want to talk to my father.
Yeah? You sure that's all you want? [laughs]
What am I charged with?
Everything except faggotry. [laughs]
[door slams, locks]
-[Gabino groans] -[Gregorio sighs]
Give us the room for a moment, please.
[door unlocks, opens]
[guard shouting in Spanish in distance]
[door slams, locks]
[water dripping]
[Gregorio] Who did this to you?
Was it someone here?
Does it matter?
[sighs] Gabino, my son…
Believe me, this pains me more than you.
All of this is out of my hands.
But the law is the law, son…
and you've committed a crime.
You understand that, right?
[Gabino sighs]
-Listen, Dad. I didn't do anything wrong. -I know. Listen.
Just listen to me. That is why it's better for you to be at a facility
where you can finally get the treatment that you need to…
Well, I… I mean, somewhere to fix this deviation of yours.
Please, Dad. Let me go back to Mexico. I'll never return here. I promise.
-Son, I just want you to be cured. -Lázaro and I are just friends.
[groans, sighs]
[Gregorio] Just friends? Just friends, huh? Just friends?
-Just friends? -[Gabino panting]
I rue the day that Mexican slid into our lives!
Guards!
[door opens]
-[Gabino sobbing] -[door closes, locks]
Where is that friend of yours?
[breathing shakily] Far away.
We were going to France.
[Gregorio sighs]
[Gregorio] If you keep lying to us,
I won't be able to help you.
[Gabino crying softly]
-[Gregorio] Last chance, Gabino. -[Gabino sniffles, whines]
[Gregorio] Where is he?
He's in France. I swear.
[sighs]
Okay.
[Gabino whimpers]
[muffled] No. No! No!
[grunts] Father!
[whines] Father, please!
Father!
[panting and muffled shouting]
[Gabino and Gregorio groaning]
[both gasping]
Enough. Enough, enough, enough, enough.
-Enough. -[Gabino panting]
-But my son is in there right now! -[guard] I'm sorry, ma'am.
[sighs] Just call my husband.
Ma'am, he is the one who said not to let you in.
Not possible. He doesn't know that I'm here.
I suppose he assumed you'd come.
-I have the right to go in. -Ma'am, listen!
Don't make us use force, hmm?
[reflective instrumental music playing]
Keep going. Keep going.
WORK - DISCIPLINE - OBEDIENCE - SPAIN
-[Santos] This invoice is inaccurate. -Your data--
What's going on here?
We'll discuss it later.
Gregorio went back on his word.
But why?
Well, he probably got a better deal somewhere else.
Without telling us?
What do we do?
[sighs] I don't know, son.
I don't know.
-What if we increase his cut? -No, no, that wouldn't work.
-We have to do something. -No.
He made his decision, and I made mine. I reported that faggot son of his.
-Gabino? -Mm-hmm.
When he heard, he gave the order himself. They caught him.
But what were you thinking? You might as well have started a war.
-They could report us for corruption. -No, they won't. They won't.
-They're much worse off than we are. -We could be ruined because of you, Dad!
[suspenseful music playing]
That's the last time you speak to me like that.
Do you hear me?
[drawer bangs]
[door opens]
-Can I please have some more water? -You had your ration.
[prisoner wailing in distance]
[bowl clatters]
[door slams]
[door locks]
Hi.
[water dripping]
Who are you?
I've seen you before. I was at your interrogation.
I'm here for the same reason as you.
And why are we here?
[distant wailing, weeping]
-You're not Spanish, are you? -[Gabino] I am.
But I lived abroad for a long time.
Then you don't have to worry. Rich kids like you always get released.
Some of us are lucky like that.
Lucky how?
Lucky that my own father would rather see me dead than be who I am?
[prisoner] Fuck.
Hey, friend?
If you get out of here, can you do me a favor?
I probably won't, though.
Listen, I'm begging here.
Please go to Apodaca,
number 15, and ask for David.
I need you to tell David I love him so much.
But he has to hide…
because I… [breathing shakily]
…I'm never getting out of here.
I can't go on much longer without giving names.
[sobbing]
[sniffling]
[indistinct chatter]
[Federico] I'm pleasantly surprised, Gregorio.
Moments like this are really what define a man.
Thank you, sir.
[door closes]
[sighs] Forgive my indiscretion, Gregorio, uh…
do you think your son is actively homosexual?
Uh…
Uh… I don't know, sir. I, uh…
Listen, I'm only asking to better place him.
So, Huelva or Badajoz.
Right. Yes, of course. I was considering maybe that,
with your, uh… well, with your permission,
maybe we could send him, um, to a sanatorium,
somewhere he could receive treatment for his mental illness, sir.
Ah…
Well, that would be rather unorthodox.
However, for you, it might be possible to make an exception.
Thank you very much, sir.
And what of the other one?
We are doing our best.
You do realize this has become an exemplary case?
Yes, sir.
We can only hope that now others will think twice before engaging
in such impure, sacrilegious actions.
[sighs]
Don't fail me now, Gregorio.
[Gregorio] Mm-hmm.
[door opens]
[door closes]
[door opens]
Carlos, to the yard.
[prisoner shouting in distance]
[guard] Two minutes. Not a second more.
[door locks]
[Alonso] How are you?
Why are you here?
[prisoner continues shouting in Spanish]
Did you tell him about me?
And what if I had?
I'm not that much of a bastard.
Gabino, I'm sorry.
I just wanted you to leave.
I warned you, but you didn't listen.
Now you see I had my reasons. You were in danger.
I'm sure you had nothing to do with that.
No, I swear.
How does reporting you benefit me?
I know I haven't been a great friend since you've been back,
but the way things are here, it's just difficult.
Sometimes, it's hell.
Are you with Lázaro?
-Lázaro's just my friend. -Listen, you can tell me the truth.
That is the truth.
Nothing more than that.
Just a friend, even if I want more.
Do you know if they found him?
I wanna help you.
-Alonso, I won't tell-- -This is the worst possible place.
It's so horrible in here.
You don't have to suffer anymore.
[ringing bell]
Did you get it?
What is that?
It's the key to her locker. The letter's in there.
And why didn't you bring it?
Ma'am, I'm not allowed to go into the club.
[music box playing "The Swan's Theme" from Swan Lake]
[breathing shakily]
[music box closes]
[footsteps approaching]
Rosario, have you seen my club locker key anywhere?
[sighs] No, I have not, ma'am.
But why would I know where it is?
Oh, well, it's a small key that's usually in a box on the vanity.
[Rosario] I never touch anything in there, ma'am.
Well, it didn't just vanish.
You're the only one who knows about what it hides.
Then check my room if you don't believe me.
Have you been talking to Doña Amparo?
-[Rosario] Mm-hmm. -[Mina] What did you tell her?
I apologize, ma'am.
[inhales sharply] I'm very sorry that you now know
what it feels like to have someone you love locked up.
[phone ringing]
[Rosario exhales]
Hello?
[woman on phone] Ma'am, there's someone here at the club asking for you.
-Who? -We found him hiding in the pigeon coop.
-He's been waiting for you? -Ah, yes. I see.
Will you be able to come soon?
Uh, he seems Mexican. He's extremely agitated.
Is he all right?
It doesn't seem like he's in danger, but he's getting more and more agitated.
-But can you come now? -I understand.
Tell him I'll be right there and not to move.
-[sighs] -[theme music playing]
[rifles firing in distance]
[pigeons cooing]
DIRECTORATE-GENERAL OF SECURITY RELEASE LETTER
-[heart beating] -[suspenseful music plays]
[beating grows louder]
[birds singing]
Sweetie!
I'm so close to finally getting the stamp.
If everything goes well,
Doña Amparo will give it to me before he gets transferred.
There's still hope, sweetie. We'll get him out.
Something wrong?
Dad passed away.
They say that…
[inhales sharply] …it was pneumonia.
That can't be true.
They made some mistake. There are so many prisoners, they--
No, there's no mistake.
They're wrong.
Ma…
he's dead.
[somber instrumental music playing]
[breathing shakily]
[flies buzzing]
[door opens]
[woman whispering] Ma'am? He's in here.
-Has anyone seen you? -No, ma'am. He's through here.
[Mina sighs]
Oh!
-I thought I'd never see you again. -Yes, me neither.
-[sighs] Tell me what happened. -Everything happened so fast.
We got separated.
-I swear, I never wanted him-- -Don't worry. It's not your fault.
-You had nothing to do with it. -How is he?
They won't let me see him.
-Can't you speak to your husband? -Gregorio will never back down.
-He won't ever. [sniffles] -We have to at the least try.
There's only one way.
Well, then, does Gregorio treat you well?
He does. He's demanding, but I'm learning a lot.
That's great. I never would have insisted he give you the job
if I wasn't absolutely sure you'd rise up to the task.
Even if your parents had begged me. [laughs]
What's important is to find the right person,
and I'm very sure we did just that. [chuckles]
Well, thank you very much. It's a great opportunity.
I know.
And now I need you to repay me the favor. You understand?
How?
I need, um, a letter, just like this.
With the very same name, but I need it stamped and in one piece.
Uh, well, ma'am, why not ask your son directly?
That's none of your concern.
-Ma'am, I could be fired. -Perhaps.
But I can guarantee that if you don't, I'll definitely get you fired.
-[man] Ma'am, they're ready for you. -Ah? Thank you so much. [chuckles]
And get it done soon.
[club members chatting and laughing]
[Amparo] When I was 20 years old,
I won the Youth Pigeon Shooting Tournament.
Since that day, this club and weapons
have become very important things in my life.
Sure, I've always had an extraordinary aim. [chuckles]
I've rarely missed my mark, were it with pigeons or in my life.
Here, I met Cristóbal, my husband. May he rest in peace.
And here, I attended more parties than any one of us care to remember,
surrounded by friends, some of whom are present today.
Some friends have always stood by in the best of times
and in the more difficult times.
And for all these reasons, even in 50 years after my sweet victory…
Yes, 50, but let's keep that between us, please.
[Amparo and crowd chuckle]
Fifty years later, I couldn't be more proud to inaugurate
this club's Youth Pigeon Shooting Tournament.
And I'm also very proud of being surrounded
by these young competitors here today.
I only have one piece of advice.
Proper shooting and winning is not a question of good aim.
It's, rather, all about anticipation.
And for that reason, it's essential to be cold-blooded.
Thus, not only are you winning a trophy,
you'll be conquering one of life's many battles,
avoiding frustration.
-May the best one win! -[crowd] Bravo!
Thank you very much. Thank you, really.
-Where were you? -I forgot my weapon in the car.
-[announcer speaking on PA] -What are you, my mom, now?
Pfft. Relax, all right? What's wrong with you lately?
[Alonso] Just forget it.
[man on PA] Once you have made your shots, please return to the spectator area.
You're always so entertaining. That speech was wonderful.
Lovely day. I was a bit worried earlier, but it seems to have cleared up.
Yes, it's a fabulous day. I hope you have some fun as well.
-Yes. -Since you all look a little pale.
-[photographer] Ladies? -Yes?
[flash bulb crackles]
What a pity that this was captured for posterity.
Enjoy the competition.
Well, then.
[Alonso] Ready.
Ready!
Pull.
[shots echo]
-[water running] -[dramatic instrumental music playing]
[sighs, sobs]
[breathing shakily]
[Gregorio] Come in.
[clock ticking]
[Rosario] Don Gregorio, I'll leave your pressed shirt on the bed.
-[Gregorio] Thank you. -[Rosario inhales sharply, sighs]
Rosario.
Rosario?
[distorted screaming]
[rifle fires]
[announcer on PA] Ah, what a shame for this Isabel Canto.
Better luck next year. The next contestant…
For someone bound to lose, you're trying really hard.
-[Isabel] Are you talking about yourself? -Yeah, keep it up, girls.
-You'll be crying when I win that trophy. -Yeah, sure.
Excuse me. May I have a word with you, miss?
I know this is none of my business,
but since I've seen you two around together--
What are you talking about?
Well, that Mexican boy who's been on the run,
he's been lurking around here.
You've seen him?
I saw him out in the woods.
[club members applauding]
Don't you dare think of telling anyone about this.
-Is that clear? -[cork pops]
[announcer on PA] Next up, we have Pilar Rodríguez. Best of luck.
Please make sure to have your weapons checked before competing.
[man and woman panting]
-[kissing] -[woman moaning]
Oh!
[Mina continues moaning]
[both exhale]
[Mina sighs deeply]
[both panting]
[Mina sighs]
[Lázaro exhales deeply]
There's no turning back.
I will never regret this, Lázaro.
-[rustling] -[Cayetana] There they are!
-Take them to the club! -[worker 1] Let's go.
-Move it. -[worker 2] He said, move it.
I'm sorry, ma'am.
-[doors lock] -[worker] Come on!
-I said, move it! -[Mina gasps, sighs]
[worker] Let's go!
-[pigeons cooing] -[wings flapping]
-Where's Mina? -Shut up!
[door closes]
[phone ringing]
DEAR MOTHER…
[Gregorio] Yes, hello?
[Javier] Sir, I have unfortunate news. We have found the Mexican who ran off.
However, he was found fornicating with your wife, sir.
I'm sorry, sir.
Wha-- What are you saying?
I'm very sorry, sir, but I can assure you that I will handle the situation
until you arrive here.
-Are you really sure of this? -Yes, sir.
Not to be indelicate, but they were caught in the act.
-Who found the two of them? -It was Santos's daughter, sir. Cayetana.
Your mother has instructed us to lock them up in place…
-[footsteps approaching] -[door opens]
Let's go.
Where?
-Get him out. -Yes, sir.
Promise me you'll do it. On your life, promise me.
You have my word.
[door closes, locks]
[guard] Door!
[door unlocks]
[horn honks]
[car door closes]
-Open that door! -Listen, miss, I can't let anyone in.
-The boy is very dangerous. -Now!
[pigeons cooing]
Don't worry.
-Why are you here? -I'm not here to hurt you.
I promise, okay?
All of this is my fault. [breathing shakily]
Look, I never thought it would ever go this far, I swear.
Ever since I first saw you, all I wanted was to be with you, Lázaro.
I'm begging you. Please, you have to forgive me, Lázaro.
-I don't want to hear this. -But… But at least let me help you.
I can get you out right now if you want.
Here. With this, we can go to Barcelona, then straight to Paris.
It's now or never.
-No, I can't do that. -Yes, you can.
Because I'll be with you.
Together… in Paris.
Can you imagine it?
You can dance, and I'll be right there by your side.
It could be a clean slate for us, together.
Far away from these people.
All you have to do is say yes.
I want that.
Do you?
Okay, let's do it.
-Let's do it. -[laughing]
You pathetic idiot!
Well, I mean, you almost got away with it, right?
But you should've been smarter about it.
Did you really think someone like you
can mess with people like me and get away with it?
No, but I sure had fun doin' it.
-Mister! -[door opens]
Tie him up better. He was just trying to escape.
[Lázaro sighs, grunts]
Why are we heading to the club?
[sighs] Don't worry. You'll find out soon enough.
I'm not sure how many mistakes one person can make.
But it's clear I've been wrong about more than one.
I really wish that I could just turn back time.
I'm very sorry about what happened, son.
I'm not sure I can ever forgive myself, or whether you ever will.
-[sighs] -[brakes screech]
[wild boar grumbling]
Are you all right?
Yes, I'm fine.
-[keys jangle] -[engine starts]
-[door squeaks open] -[fire crackling]
When my son told me he was getting married to you,
I knew it would be a disaster.
Don't take this the wrong way, but I always thought you were an idiot.
Though not quite stupid enough to go and ruin everything.
Tell me whatever you want.
Do you think I actually care at this point?
[chuckles] Have you lost all respect?
You might want to rethink that
'cause you're still my son's wife, you know.
An adulteress, of course,
but what could we expect from a Mexican, Mina?
Oh, sweetie. How I very much wish we could have gotten along.
That would have been impossible. No person could trust someone like you.
Do you know why I killed him?
One gets married full of hope.
You think that the man you'll be with forever
will make you happy for the rest of your life.
But then you quickly realize…
that you're living in some locked, gilded cage, and you'll never be free.
That man won't look at you.
He won't let you speak.
You turn into nothing.
And you then have two choices. Either endure it
or escape.
But the real problem, to add insult to injury,
is that you have a son that you have to push despite himself.
When he turned his back on me, I took aim. A clean shot.
"Cristóbal, look!"
He turned around, no room to hesitate.
I shot him, just like that.
[dramatic orchestral music playing]
[Amparo] I don't know what possessed me.
And then, the next thing I knew was that…
he was there, lying on the ground,
and I was holding a rifle in my hands.
And then I noticed Gabino,
standing by some tree, blatantly staring.
I mean, I thought it'd be easy.
He was a child. He could be easily confused.
But I realized that he clearly knew what happened.
It was too late. [sighs]
I regret it now, make no mistake.
I was such a fool.
He's fragile but a faggot, too.
I should've known he'd run his mouth.
How dare you, you monster.
It would've been a relief if I had finished the job that day.
We would've been spared from all this shame.
Do whatever you want to me.
But know that I will make sure that you suffer if you mess with my son.
We're simply two angry mothers.
The difference between the two of us, though,
is that you never have the guts to protect your own son.
[man] Ma'am? He's here.
You always play the victim, and that's absolutely useless.
[sighs]
[gun rack clatters]
[Amparo] It's a shame you'll never have a chance to be better.
[indistinct chatter]
Sir, I made sure to send a car for you, but--
Out of my way.
Gregorio? Gregorio. We've locked her in the taxidermy hall.
What took you so long? You can't imagine how embarrassed I felt.
-[Gregorio breathing heavily] -[Amparo yelps, grunts]
Tell me why.
Tell me why you did it.
How do you know it's the truth?
If you're so sure I'm a killer, then murder me. Go ahead.
[gasping]
Everything I've done was for us.
Don't repay me like this, son.
-[groaning and panting] -[Gregorio grunts]
[Gregorio sighs]
-Amparo, are you all right? -Yes. Yes, I'm fine.
-[Belén] Good thing we're leaving. -[Santos] Indeed.
[Gabino exhales]
[Santos] Alonso, do you want to drive?
[Belén] Alonso?
-[Alonso] Go ahead, I'll catch up. -[Belén] Alonso, please. Let's go.
[car door opens]
[car drives away]
[birds singing]
Do you know the worst part about lying every day?
About waking up with this one single thought
that I'll never be able to share?
After a certain point, you lose your mind…
and don't know if what you want is a result of madness.
I'm glad you know about me, Gabino.
You did me a favor.
Now more than ever, I know what I want.
Now leave.
[sighs]
How is it, loving a man?
-Leave. -I'm begging you.
The very first time wasn't in the city.
I was in the countryside.
I spent two months with my grandparents.
The neighbor's son used to invite me every day
to go swimming at the lake nearby.
He was a bit older.
He used to take me there on his bike.
I was a bit afraid…
but one day, he told me to hold on to his waist…
so that I wouldn't fall.
All I could hear was the chittering of the cicadas.
We got to this natural spring, but he said he forgot his swimsuit.
"We can go back," I said.
But he insisted we didn't have to.
And he took off his pants, and…
then he inched closer to me and started taking off mine.
[Alonso sniffles]
[Gabino] I wasn't expecting that…
but I had dreamt about it for so long.
Then he began kissing my neck…
and my back…
Almost felt like I had been drinking.
Capable of anything.
So I dropped my hand to reach for him back.
He was big.
He told me not to be scared, and that helped.
Your stomach feels like it shrinks.
It's almost like falling off a huge cliff, but at the last second…
you feel like you're flying.
I could feel everything.
I could feel his tongue…
his sweat…
his hips against mine.
Like that…
until I dropped with pleasure.
[Alonso sighs]
-[gun cocks] -No! No, no, no. Alonso, don't! Don't.
[Alonso breathing shakily]
Let go.
Listen, let go. Don't do this. I'm begging you.
[Alonso sighs]
[sobbing]
[Gabino sighs]
I won't leave you all alone.
-Hmm? -[Alonso panting]
[Gabino] We have to help each other, okay?
[Alonso continues sobbing]
-[coughs] -[Gregorio shouting indistinctly]
[Gabino] What's going on?
Hey!
-[Alonso] Gabino, don't go! -Dad, what are you doing?
-Dad! -Let him go! Let him go!
-[Gabino] Dad! -Don't you touch him! Don't you dare!
[Gabino panting]
-[Alonso] Gregorio! -Dad.
-Let them go. -Gregorio!
-Leave! -[Gabino gasps]
-[Mina gasps] -[Gabino] Dad, don't do this.
I refuse to let this stand.
Doesn't it matter that your mother fornicated with your friend?
Tell me that's not true.
[Gregorio chuckles]
You tell him, then.
[rifle cocks]
Mother?
My boy.
You deserve to be put down like the dogs you are.
You murdered us all many years ago.
You whore.
[spits]
Eh, you.
Come here. You do it.
[quietly] Take the gun. Here.
Take this. It's your duty to restore your dignity.
[tense instrumental music playing]
Come on!
[Gabino shudders, breathing shakily]
Lift up that gun.
Lift up your weapon.
You fucking faggot.
You faggot.
You fucking faggot.
Lift your weapon.
Lift your weapon, fag.
Lift your weapon.
[gun fires]
-[rifle fires] -[Mina and Gabino yelp]
[Mina and Gabino panting]
I won't let you destroy everything I built.
[shot echoes]
-Run! -Lázaro!
[Lázaro panting]
[Mina breathing shakily]
[suspenseful instrumental music playing]
What I loved the most is now dead.
-[Lázaro panting] -[Amparo] But I am…
I'm still very much here.
[shot echoes]
[Lázaro] Fuck.
-[rifle fires] -[Lázaro cries out]
[moans, screams]
[panting]
You really chose a terrible time to come to my house, kid.
Ah. Did I only hit your leg? What a shame.
-[Lázaro gasps] -Don't you worry. Don't worry.
I'm here to help you.
-Put that away, dancer. -[Lázaro crying]
[gun fires, echoes]
[Mina gasping]
[Amparo] You two are next!
Did you hear me?
It's your turn now!
[Mina sobbing quietly]
[breathing slows]
[crows cawing]
[tense instrumental music playing]
Does it ring any bells?
You came back to Spain only for this?
Fate sure is capricious, isn't it?
Don't come any closer, or I'll shoot.
Is that any way to speak to your grandmother?
You're so pathetic.
[Amparo] Cristóbal, look here.
[young Gabino panting]
[tense music swells]
I might have your blood running through my veins, after all.
[gunshot]
[crow cawing]
[sobbing] No. No!
-No! Oh. -[theme music playing]
[Mina gasps]
-[Gabino] Ready. -[boy] Ready!
-[metallic scraping] -[Gabino and boy] Pull!
-[shots echo] -[theme music continues playing]
[wings flap]