PREVIOUSLY
The body's still warm, Simón.
-Where did you find that? -In the convent's nursery.
No! Dad, no!
I'm not your father.
No, you're much more than that.
At least Xiana is a child born from love.
-You knew? -Of course. I always knew.
You and your little sect, get out of here!
The only way to fire Sebastián and his delegate
is by proving they've committed a crime.
Mom!
Nuno's attacker is here.
Do you remember what happened to Nuno?
-Yes. -Pombo!
You knew Bustamante really well.
You were his confessor, right?
What happened the night the Olivares sisters went blind?
Do you know who Nuno's parents were?
I always had a feeling...
About what?
The hermitage.
The devil lives there.
Belisario's body!
Sister, we have to call the police right away!
Asshole!
Stay with them.
No. No!
No, please, no!
No! Gaitan!
Hestia.
I don't know, Anabel.
Boats don't leave port because of a dream.
And forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
-Doctors, doctors. -Yes!
Hey. Here, look...
-Oh, God, he's dead! -Calm down.
We've rescued four sailors who are still alive.
What do you mean four?
There were nine men on that boat.
We've found two more bodies.
We'll keep searching the area.
Here, how are you?
Don't worry, you'll be fine.
What happened?
It was an accident, the lantern blew up.
So? Aren't you gonna say anything about what's going on?
Get off, Sebastián. This isn't the time!
He has nothing to say.
Old, badly maintained boats.
When was the last time the Hestia was checked.
He sends people out to sea,
in crappy boats!
There's nothing wrong with the boats.
-It was an accident! -It was punishment for a sin!
And you bring this whore here,
and her daughter born from lust,
as though they were family.
Don't you dare talk about my family.
You're a bunch of crazy fanatics!
You forsook the company to live a life of sin.
-You reap what you sow. -What the hell would you know?
Yes. I got that wrong.
They reap what you sow.
-Stop, stop! -Hey!
Please, stop! Please...
Sebastián, stop! Stop!
-Stop, stop! -Come here!
Come here!
-Stop it! -Stop it!
Stop it, let's go!
Let's go!
What are you doing here?
Did you tell your father?
-What? -Corina's vision!
Did you tell your father about it?
Yes, Anabel. I told him. Of course I told him.
Corina, it doesn't matter what Mother Superior says.
You have a gift and you can't keep it hidden.
The Holy Spirit speaks through you.
You must say what you have to say.
Anabel and I won't ever leave you.
Not ever.
THE ENVOYS
Gaitán!
Gaitán.
You're going to leave him there to die?
Whether he lives or dies is in the hands of God.
Don't blaspheme, Gaitán.
And what are you going to do with us?
Save yourself.
You can redeem yourself.
Are you going to kill a couple of nuns?
Let's see if you have what it takes.
Let's go, Sister.
I have what it takes. I have faith.
More than enough faith.
It's been so many years.
There's still... You still have time.
And what does your faith ask of you?
For you to kill in cold blood?
I'm praying for you, Gaitán.
If you kill us, I'll die praying for your soul.
Simón, please pick up.
No! No signal.
Send location...
Location.
Dammit!
Come on.
No!
Arturo, go with her.
Martinez, Flores,
I want you to check the side rooms, okay?
Felipe, you take the whole right side
and, you, get the back.
I'll check the roof, let's go.
These guys must have caught on
and are on their way to Lourdes by now.
To pray to the Virgin to help them avoid prison,
because that's what they need. A miracle.
No, please, Mayoress,
let's leave the Virgin out of this.
It's not I'm the most pious priest ever,
but my ears are burning.
Like, really.
Come on, Pedro...
Lord Jesus, sacred heart, please Lord, Lord...
Yes! Please, let's talk like reasonable people.
You have an elderly lady there, please!
Gaitán, reconsider...
Stall him, stall him!
No, slowly. Slowly...
Simón, we're in the abandoned church,
in the crypt behind the altar, there's a slate.
The Brotherhood is here, Gaitán is here, they're armed.
Slowly, for the love of God.
Slowly, please.
Lord, please, Lord, please...
Please!
Dammit!
Dammit, dammit!
Easy, sister.
Where... where are we?
Where...?
They're not here.
They haven't taken any clothes or personal belongings.
They and a few armed men are gone.
Armed?
You, go to Roque's house.
Don't let anyone into the house. No one. Do you hear me?
And you, call Central Command.
Get them to locate Gaitán and Sebastián's cell phones.
Pedro, where the hell are you? For the love of God.
When I tell you what's happened, you're not going to believe it.
What do you mean, there's no signal?
Because we're in a crypt!
That's why there's no signal. We're entombed.
You probably have a crap service provider.
I didn't get a service provider.
You're on roaming? That's useless.
The first thing you do when you get to another country
is get a local SIM card.
Did you get a local SIM card?
First thing.
GPS doesn't work without a local SIM card.
Well, congratulations.
I hereby appoint you the company's community manager!
Why don't you use your phone then?
It's charging in the car.
So you're not that great
a community manager after all, are you?
Do you have any idea how much battery GPS uses up?
Sister, do you have a phone with a local SIM card?
Good Lord, what are you talking about?
Dammit, dammit!
-Calm down. -Calm down?
You want me to calm down?
Look how we're going to end up!
What are you doing?
Yes.
Does it have a signal?
-I don't know. Wait. -Does it have a signal?
Wait, I don't know.
Does it have signal?
-Yes! -Yes?
One, three, four.
...six.
-Ecole. -What did you find?
Give me that.
What are you doing?
These bastards aren't going to get away.
-Who are you calling? -Sorry, Sister.
That's fine.
Italian is a delightful language.
Come on, let's go.
I don't know. I don't know what to do.
We should kill them.
A murder is a murder in the eyes of God and men.
If we leave them there, then we haven't killed anyone.
They'll die anyway.
Only if that is God's will.
We need to get rid of that car.
BELISARIO
Hello.
You'd have to be really dumb
to bury us with a working cellphone.
You must turn yourselves in. You can't get away.
Looks like God is giving us a direct order.
You're gonna make them kill us. What are you doing?
Don't worry. Call Father Antequera.
-Call him. -Yes, I'm on it. I'm on it.
What's happening? What...?
Don't worry, Sister.
I'm remembering the layperson stage of my life,
if I can put it like that. Capisce?
Don't worry.
Esteban.
Dare to do it?
Make sure it's quick.
But I only have two bullets left.
That's all you need.
Go get Belisario's phone.
And let Sister Corina live.
Father! Father, come over here.
You'll get a better signal now. Call Father Antequera.
I'm calling now, I'm...
Hello.
What are you doing? What are you doing?
Pedro, is that you?
For the love of God, Pedro!
Pedro, are you all right?
-Pedro! -Don't worry, okay?
It's all fine. Where are you going?
Where are you going, Father? Come here!
Father! What are you doing? Are you okay?
For the love of God!
Pedro, are you okay?
Pedro, say something. Please.
Are you okay?
Yes. It's just my arm.
It's my arm.
Murderers!
Oh, look who's talking!
What's happening?
They shot Esteban.
Do what you need to do. Make it quick.
Gaitán, think about this.
We're men of God, we're not heathens.
We must be able to reach an agreement,
even though you're holding us here in the crypt
of the abandoned church,
we can find a solution.
They're in the abandoned church.
Hurry.
Come out one at a time and we won't hurt you.
I have a better idea.
Come in one by one and I'll finish you all off.
Gaitán, reconsider.
I don't know what happened but from what I heard
this nun isn't like other nuns.
You're outnumbered.
Pig-headed, just like your father!
Stop pissing about, man!
We're armed. We can come in anytime.
You started with two shotguns and two rifles.
You have three left.
One rifle with a 61-centimeter barrel
that loads five 8mm bullets.
One shotgun with a 50-centimeter barrel
that loads six 12mm bullets
and another shotgun with a 50-centimeter barrel
that loads two 12mm bullets.
That makes it 13.
You used one bullet, so that leaves 12.
And I have a SIG Sauer that loads 10 bullets.
I used one, I have nine left.
You're probably thinking,
Belisario didn't have a full magazine
and the nun has no bullets left.
And to be honest, I have no idea.
With all this going on, I didn't have time to check.
But the question you should be asking is,
"Do I feel lucky?"
So, do you feel lucky, punk?
Careful going in.
Felipe, on the side. Over there!
What the hell's going on here?
I don't know.
One of the brothers saw people going in
and as that's where Joaquín was killed,
we came running.
I heard shots. At least, that's what I thought.
So lucky you came, I'm so worried.
I haven't even dared go in.
You didn't see anything, right?
No, but I fear the worst.
Right. Fascist, inquisitor,
backward, virgin and a coward.
The full package, hey?
A renaissance asshole.
The OR.
Okay.
Thanks, Simón.
At least I don't have to give communion on Sunday.
That could be tricky.
You too acting like a hero.
-You okay? -Yes.
They said it didn't hit anything vital.
Good.
Better that way.
-I killed him. -No, no. We don't know that.
-I killed him, for sure. -We don't know that.
I just spoke to Simón and he's in the operating room.
Sure, he's not in great shape, but...
we have to pray, right?
And wait.
Do you know what my father was most proud of me for?
It wasn't school, or my grades.
It was that I'm a good shot.
"My daughter never misses a shot" he'd say.
Let's hope so because I aimed at his arm.
You had no choice.
You had no other option. It was them or us.
And I'm grateful that you saved both our lives.
And how you did it too.
With that speech you made up.
"You have five shotguns
"with however many centimeter barrels".
"And I don't know how many bullets,
and all we have is a... ".
What did you say?
-A SIG Sauer 9mm. -"A SIG Sauer..."
"Do you feel lucky? I feel lucky, she says."
It's from "Dirty Harry."
What?
"Dirty Harry," a famous action movie.
You don't know it?
No. We weren't allowed to watch that kind stuff at home.
We watched it every Christmas.
I can imagine.
Okay, thanks.
I'm sorry, Sister.
You have to come with me.
Is that really necessary?
-We're already here, right? -Sure, sure. No need.
What was his name?
Esteban.
Where did they take Sebastián?
He's outside.
Doing everything he can to get us out of here.
Have faith in him.
We'll be back in our own beds tonight.
You'd better hope not.
You bastards, you stole my daughter.
She wasn't your daughter.
She was a child of sin.
Xiana didn't commit any sin.
And I'll get my justice from you all.
So pray you never get out of there.
Judge, I only called my lawyer
because I don't want things to get complicated.
Tell me, Mr. Castro, do you think I'm an idiot?
With all due respect,
I won't answer that question until I have my lawyer present.
You're going to tell me that you don't know anything?
I really don't know anything.
I'd appreciate you telling me what happened
and why we're under arrest.
I just can't believe
that you came to report Belisario as missing,
super worried,
when you actually had him dead and hidden in the crypt.
We were more surprised than anyone
at the discovery of that macabre scene.
And Sergeant, I hope you're not accusing us
of killing our Brother.
Belisario's body is a breakthrough for us.
Whoever killed Belisario was very sloppy.
They must have thought
he'd never be found buried in that crypt.
Not only they left behind all his personal belongings,
including a SIG Sauer semi-automatic,
but the killers also left their DNA everywhere.
Likely also on the stones used to hit him.
I'm delighted to hear
your investigation will prove so easy.
In any case, I'm willing to help in any way I can
to find out what happened.
We have attempted murder,
conspiracy to murder, abduction...
Excuse me, but all that took place inside the church?
I already told you, I never went into that church.
-May I continue? -Please.
The attempted murder of Nuno.
I hope you have a witness. Did you see me attack him?
You didn't, did you, Judge?
So why don't you answer my question?
Why am I here?
The murder of Joaquín Bustamante...
Now I understand. Of course. Sure.
You work for that slut to bring down the Brotherhood.
What is she offering you? Money?
Shares in the business?
Aren't you ashamed?
Want to tell me about the painting
you have on your premises?
The one of Christ crucified head down.
It's not Christ. It's Saint Peter.
And he specifically asked to be crucified like that
because he didn't feel worthy of dying on the cross
in the same way as our Lord.
It's the level of humility
we encourage in our Brotherhood
and that others would do well to mimic.
That's a good story.
But what else can you tell me about the painting?
That the original was painted
by Ventura Di Arcangelo Salimbeni
at the end of the 16th Century,
and it's in Rome.
And that it's the same way you killed Joaquín.
Just out of curiosity,
how much longer can you keep me locked up here?
As a suspect in a number of murders,
we can hold you for 72 hours.
Three days.
Well, our Lord spent far longer in the desert.
So...
I can wait.
Let's go.
Pedro!
Pedro... Sorry!
How are you?
Fine.
Tired,
And in pain, but...
the bullet just grazed me.
How is Sister Emilia?
Safe and sound, but...
she's much worse off than I am.
Okay, go get some rest.
I'll take care of everything here.
I was waiting for you
because I wanted to show you something.
Damn!
Self-defense.
She saved both our lives.
Why haven't you showed this to the judge?
Or to the sergeant?
I was waiting for my lawyer.
Okay, I'll take care of it.
Go get some rest.
At least they took good care of you.
Well, with what they had.
Get her out of this.
Yes.
Our Father who art in Heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come,
thy will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven...
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our trespasses
as we forgive those who trespass against us
and lead us...
Give us this day our daily bread...
Hallowed be they name,
Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our trespasses
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation...
Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Okay, Gunthram. You ready for an adventure?
Last chance, Pilar.
We can leave it for another day.
No, there's no need.
I know you have a lot of work.
Always, but in Porto da Lúa,
I do like in those books for kids,
I choose my own adventure.
How are you?
I'm up for it.
Great, you're up for it, you have the experience,
and I have the charm.
All we need is strength, and we're the A-Team.
Gunthram, you'll see how spectacular this place is.
Pilar, someone's looking for you.
What does she want?
She says she's your niece. That it's important.
Sister, please.
Sister...
Let's go.
Everything's sorted, okay?
Shall we go home? Ready now?
Sister.
Pombo!
Do you have a minute?
Mayoress, Bernal has confessed
he set the offices on fire. He confessed.
How honest.
What a good man.
There aren't that many in Porto da Lúa.
There aren't that many anywhere.
But that doesn't change that he committed a crime.
Right. But it's a crime against my property.
And I'm not pressing charges.
Or don't I have that right?
It's just that even if you don't press charges,
we have a duty to act.
-We have witnesses. -What witnesses?
His daughter.
Alba's... You know.
She didn't see a thing. Did you see anything?
Didn't see a thing.
He confessed, Pilar.
Well, maybe he was trying to protect someone.
That's perjury and obstruction of justice.
That's almost worse.
Okay.
That's not what he was doing.
I'm sorry, Mayoress, believe me.
But there are laws, there are clauses,
there are subparagraphs that I have to comply with.
Xiana, honey, do you mind waiting outside?
I need to say a few things not suitable for Canadian ears.
Yes, of course.
Think carefully before you say anything.
Come on, stop messing with me.
Bernal's spent over 18 years suffering.
Over 18 years looking for his missing daughter.
Then she suddenly shows up. And he's happy.
But then it turns out she's not his daughter.
And that his wife was cheating on him
and his life was a lie.
And within less than an hour,
he loses his daughter again, he loses his wife,
and his dignity.
And you're telling me about clauses and subparagraphs?
I don't know why he didn't climb the bell tower
and mow down half the village with a machine-gun.
Actually yes, I do know why.
Because he's a saint.
And he's suffered enough, don't you think?
He's a good man.
And you're not a computer
who just applies clauses and subparagraphs by heart.
You're a man with a heart.
And the reason you're here
is because you believe in justice.
Well, this is your golden opportunity, Trujillo.
Embrace it.
It was premeditated, we have witnesses.
There aren't any witnesses.
She didn't see a thing.
Did you see anything?
No, no. I got there after the fact.
He was late.
There aren't any witnesses.
There are no witnesses to the plan,
there are no witnesses to the crime.
And there are no witnesses to this conversation.
We agree on that, right?
Trujillo.
Bernal Alonso Veiga,
go home.
And what about us?
Pablo...
What is it?
I need to speak to Brother Gaitán in private,
and it's impossible in here.
Do me a favor and find us somewhere.
Tired?
No way.
I'm having a great time. I'm happy.
A little out of shape, sure,
but I'm getting into gear.
Is this the right way to...
Where was it?
-Punta do Rei. -Punta do Rei.
Exactly.
It's a lookout that's going to blow your mind.
It's one of my mom's favorite places.
-So you can imagine. -Your mom.
A great lady.
She's awesome.
-Sure you're okay? -Yes.
-Sure? -I said yes.
Come on, let's go, there's still a ways to go.
Thank you. And say hi to your dad from me.
I will.
-I'll wait here. -Got it.
He's Brother Palmiro's cousin.
We're never alone, José, we're never alone.
The Lord won't allow us to drown in despair.
How did they treat you?
Good. Good. But we have a serious problem.
Go on.
The fact Belisario's body was found...
it's bad news. Terrible.
Because of what they say about DNA and all that nonsense?
You believe all that?
It's not about whether or not I believe it.
The problem is that it could incriminate the Brotherhood.
How?
Your DNA will be all over Belisario's body, for sure.
And maybe even Brother José's
and Brother Palmiro's because they carried the body.
That's why it's really important...
God, I don't even know how to say it.
It's so absurd, so absurd...
You can tell me anything. You know you can trust me.
If you confess to Belisario's murder,
you can stop this right here, right now, just in time.
I spent the whole night thinking it over.
I asked the Holy Spirit to guide my way.
But what you did to Belisario...
What I did to Belisario was nothing more
than what he deserved, justice.
Of course, I know that. You know that.
The other Brothers know it.
But these hypocrites don't.
And they have power on this Earth.
Power to what?
To judge us and imprison us.
And worse, to destroy the work of the Brotherhood.
This is a war and we are soldiers of faith.
And, as you know, our Lord
doesn't like mediocre soldiers in this war.
This is a test, my friend.
You're being tested.
Just like Saint Peter was on the eve of the Passion.
But I know you won't fail.
That you will save your faith
and you'll save your Brothers.
Can I make you something to eat?
No, I'm fine.
If anyone should leave, it'd be me.
Don't you think?
Yes, you may be right.
Where are you going?
To sea. I need some air.
I've just spoken to Alba.
She's leaving and you can stay as long as you like.
It's not enough to put a few people in jail.
The Brotherhood has to be disbanded.
You have to pull weeds out by the roots.
Officially, a secular institute depends
on the Sacred Congregation for Religious Institutes
-and on the Vatican. -Well then.
They are the only ones who can disband the Brotherhood.
But, following a large and discrete investigation,
a very long, and very discrete...
But they killed that couple.
Nuno's parents.
Assuming that could be proven,
it's already past the statute of limitations.
-What about Belisario? -We're on it.
And Bustamante.
We saw the crucifixion painting they have up,
in plain sight of everyone.
Owning a painting
isn't a crime listed in the penal code.
Sure, sure, but it's their inspiration.
Meeting out justice, divine justice, guilt.
You saw what they did
to Father Salinas and Sister Emilia.
Precisely.
We have to prove that the entire Brotherhood was involved.
And not just Gaitán
and a handful of cronies.
God dammit.
Gunthram!
-Gunthram! -Here!
I had to make a pit stop.
So let me know, damn it. Let me know.
I nearly had heart attack and you were taking a piss?
I've drank a lot.
Let's go then.
You're not well.
Of course I'm well. I'm doing just great.
So, let's go.
You'll see just how pretty the view is.
Come on, let's go.
Alfonso!
You really aren't well now.
You've hurt your ankle?
I'm fine. Let's go.
-Can you walk? -Yes.
-Let's go to the village. -No.
-You can't walk. -Listen to me.
We're really close, really close to the lookout.
Let me show it to you.
It's like Porto da Lúa, but just the pretty bits.
My mother asked me to do this and I want to do it.
-Come. -Let's go.
Let's go.
Is it recording?
Yes. Whenever you're ready.
At the request of the detained, José Gaitán,
-time at 1:32... -Excuse me,
let's cut to the chase, please.
I killed Belisario Barrios, end of.
I killed him and threw him
into the crypt at the abandoned church.
It was an act of justice.
Bernal.
What's up?
Can we talk?
I have a proposition.
Sure.
I'll be right up.
My parents,
Canadian parents...
Adoptive parents.
That's right, adoptive parents,
never lied to me.
They always told me what they knew,
which wasn't much.
An orphan home...
Orphanage.
-French. -French.
Yes.
I often wanted to find out
about my biological parents and
why they abandoned me.
I wasn't...
whole.
But I was fine.
I never asked for a blind nun
to find my home.
Right.
But there's something that, when I got here,
that answered old questions.
Why the sea dazzles me every time I see it.
Dazzles?
Very good.
Why do I need
more kisses and more hugs
than Canadian people give.
And it's unfair because I come here,
get to know this place, the people,
and all of a sudden,
I feel like everything...
Fits.
Everything fits.
Not everything, because...
my alledged mother is distant with me.
But my alledged father
is the father
I've dreamed of my whole life.
The village is the size that I like a village to be.
And the sea and...
I'm sorry, Xiana. I'm so sorry.
I have a proposition.
You thought you were my father.
Well, you are my father.
I was adopted once, adopt me again.
Without papers.
You adopt me as your daughter.
I adopt you as my father
and let's call it a day.
"Let's call it a day."
Did I use it wrong?
No, that's great.
It's great.
We're here.
My mother asked me to tell you
that the hotel should be built respecting the surroundings.
In terms of materials, height,
and the same goes for nocturnal lighting.
She insisted that...
Thank you.
Schedule tomorrow's meeting for 7, okay?
Thanks.
Well, but it's Porto da Lúa's very own Indiana Joneses.
How are you? How did it go?
-Fantastic. -Yes?
It's an incredible spot.
I knew you'd like it. I'm so happy.
I'm sure that I can convince my business partners.
And if not, I'll call on you to harangue them in person.
Excellent. And how was the guide?
Spectacular.
He's a great guide. And great company.
I knew that. I'm so happy.
I'm going to head off, okay?
Okay. See you later.
-A great kid. -Yes, he is.
I have a daughter his age.
-Oh, yes? -Well, a little older than him.
I had the same problem.
It's not easy.
But you'll come out the other side.
He's a great kid.
Alfonso, dinner's ready!
Honey, it'll get cold
and I ordered it with all my love.
It's...
Alfonso.
Honey. Listen to me.
I'm here, sweetheart.
Hey, honey.
Listen to me. Can you hear me? Can you see me?
Please look at me.
Look at me.
We'll get through this, honey.
Okay? We'll get through this.
Do you hear me?
We'll get through this one too.
But...
Nuno was on his boat.
Nuno was on the boat.
Nuno...
Simón...
Simón.
-Simón! -What the...?
Dammit, Pedro!
-I've got it. -Again, Pedro?
Are you trying to scare me to death?
It's all really obvious, Simón.
What is?
Everything.
Wake up! Sister, wake up!
Wake up, Sister, they've taken Nuno!
What?
They say he killed Bustamante.
They found his phone at the scene of the crime.
No! No, it's impossible.
No, Nuno.
It's impossible.
It's... it's...
It's impossible.
What happened? Anabel?
Are you all right?
I'm terribly sorry.
Yes, everything's fine, Sisters.
I had a terrible nightmare.
I dreamt that they took Nuno.
Honestly, I don't know what happened.
You gave us quite the fright, child.
Are you alright, Anabel?
Yes, yes, yes. I'm fine.
Everything's fine.
Get back to bed.
I'm so sorry.
I had a terrible nightmare. I'm still shaking.
She must have eaten some junk food.
With the time we're having...
it's normal to have nightmares.
Okay, off to bed.
Would you like some?
I prefer coffee.
Of course.
Bless you.
Can I ask how you knew?
So much happened
that we forgot where it all started.
The first night, when Emilia found the dagger in the nursery.
In theory, the only person
who needed light to work there, was Nuno.
But that night, Nuno was on his boat.
At sea.
Whoever was there that night needed light
and Sister Emilia told me
that she was just a few centimeters away from you,
and even then, you kept up the charade.
Poor thing.
She was terrified.
Can you ever forgive me?
Then I started to think things through.
Do you remember that day in the nursery
when Nuno gave you that white flower.
Your favorite color.
Oh, thank you, Nuno.
I told him that red is my favorite color.
He always brings me one when he finds it.
Telling me that red is your favorite color
was a great detail
but it went a little too far for my taste.
That made it more effective.
Oh, well.
What a professional.
Sister. Tell us.
Who killed Joaquín Bustamante?
No one.
No one killed Joaquín Bustamante.
Or better said...
Joaquín Bustamante
killed Joaquín Bustamante.
Anabel.
That afternoon, Nuno brought me his phone.
From Joaquin.
He had lots of missed calls from Joaquín.
Wait.
And Nuno was...
he was upset.
He doesn't know how to handle these things.
I tried to calm him down.
And I called Joaquín.
Hello, Nuno.
At last.
This is Anabel, Joaquín.
Nuno brought me his phone
with all the missed calls from you.
What is it?
Poor kid, I didn't mean to scare him.
I wanted to tell him that I'm sorry.
Sorry for what?
Sorry for everything.
For his life.
But you saved him.
Take good care of him.
I know I don't need to tell you that because...
God took one mother from him but gave him three in return.
Joaquín, where are you?
That's not true.
God didn't take his mother.
It was my Brothers.
And I did nothing to stop them.
I've spent my whole life trying to make up for that mistake.
But I can't do it anymore.
Joaquín,
we did everything we could, please.
That horror from our childhood,
it never stopped.
At least, not for me.
More sins.
More pain.
And now it's all catching up with me.
Joaquín, what are you going to do?
Finish things off.
I can't look anyone in the face anymore.
No!
You're a Christian, Joaquín.
You can't do that.
No, the Lord won't forgive you.
I know, I know, I know.
It's better that way.
Much better.
Please...
Nuno! Nuno!
-Nuno... -Anabel, what is it?
Go to your boat.
Get far away from here.
Throw the phone away, far from the shoreline.
And don't talk to anyone.
Don't say anything.
If you don't say anything, you can't lie.
If I don't say anything, I can't lie.
If you don't say anything, you can't lie.
If I don't say anything, I can't lie.
He hung up without telling me where he was.
But I could imagine.
The place where everything started.
I got there as fast as I could
but it's nearly three kilometers
and I had to make sure no one saw me.
It was his dagger.
It was done by his hand.
It was his blood.
But this...
it was property of the Brotherhood,
of those fanatical murderers,
who have dominated this village ever since I can remember,
have caused more death,
more sadness and more pain than the Inquisition itself.
It wasn't suicide.
It was murder.
All I had to do was make it look like one.
And the cross was lying right there.
I don't even know where I found the strength.
So you created a montage.
You copied the painting
that was in the Brotherhood.
And you hoped someone would make the connection.
They had to pay for what they did.
But it all turned out wrong.
I ran back as fast as I could.
And when I got there, well,
I had the dagger in my hands.
I tried to hide it
in the first place I could think of but...
I didn't know whether she'd found the dagger or not.
I was desperate, I didn't know what to do.
I had to see whether she'd found it.
Corina.
Is that you?
When I saw the dagger in her hands...
Who's there?
I didn't know what to do.
I couldn't tell anyone anything.
I told Franca
that they'd killed Bustamante with a dagger
that showed up in the nursery.
That you found.
Franca assumed that it was Nuno.
And I couldn't say anything.
She tried to cover it up.
We're nuns.
We're not murderers.
We're not even fighters.
But, for once,
I wanted to fight against those people.
And all I achieved was more pain, more suffering.
There's one thing that I'm still not clear on.
Do your sisters
know that you can see?
And I beg you not to tell them.
Don't worry.
What happens now?
Look,
we're only here
to corroborate Sister Corina's gift,
which has, quite clearly, been corroborated.
-Right? -Totally corroborated.
Obviously.
But, everything you've just confessed here,
well, I'm afraid it's our duty as citizens
to go to the police now.
But...
As priests, well...
We can't break the confessional secret.
I forgot about that.
We just can't.
What do you say, Sister?
What was that?
About what you heard.
Sorry, I only speak Italian. I couldn't understand a word.
Thank you.
I waited for Xiana to fall asleep.
Please, tell her "sorry" from me.
Tell her yourself.
But I'm leaving now.
Don't go.
Mayoress!
Pilar!
I heard the good news.
You've found an investor.
Congratulations.
Congratulations to you.
For getting out of jail.
For now.
Well, these things happen.
Look after yourself, Pilar.
We'll be watching you.
I'm not scared of you, Sebastián.
Not of you, or your fanatics.
Fanatics? No, no.
We're soldiers of the faith.
That's why you can never defeat us.
Come on, Pilar.
Our project doesn't concern this world.
Do you understand?
We're not ephemeral.
We're beyond the tourism trend and sustainable industries.
We have God.
And a Church that has been built up over 2000 years.
Do you think we should worry
about a woman like you who thinks
she's the vanguard of this village?
Well, yes.
This village has brought
men and women into this world for centuries.
And sometimes it brings bastards like you into the world.
You look after yourself.
You and your herd of Inquisitors,
because what goes around comes around.
Lord be with you.
The drama continues.
That's some job you picked, Mayoress.
I'm handing in my resignation today.
What? Don't tell me that guy scares you.
No, you don't know me.
What then?
Alfonso relapsed.
And I want to look after him.
I want to be with him. I have to be with him.
Damn.
I was coming to say goodbye.
We're about to leave.
Well.
That's lucky.
You were here for the good bit.
Yes.
-Yes. -So...
I hope you're leaving with some good memories.
Yes.
Please call me if there's anything, okay?
Until next time.
Thanks, Nuno.
Thanks.
All right, Sister.
It's time to say goodbye,
and I wanted to say
that it's been a pleasure to meet you and...
and to share this gift with you, or...
whatever it is that we have.
Sure you don't want to stay a few days longer?
I'd love to, but I think we've had enough rest
and we have to get back to work.
I have a gift for you.
A dozen madeleines.
To remember us by.
Sister, thank you so much.
These will definitely keep the memory of you alive...
at least for the rest of the afternoon.
Could I ask you to give these to Nuno
because I can't carry anything
due to my little problem...
-Of course I can. Don't worry. -Thank you.
Nuno!
Here. Here.
Here, darling. Take this over there for him.
About time!
Where were you?
I was at the town hall.
I had to say goodbye.
Well then...
I wanted to tell you that...
It's been a long time since.
I held anyone in such high regard.
I wish you joy, Father.
I wish you joy.
And don't waste your gifts.
Take good care of yourself.
Forgive me, but I can't leave without asking...
When I gave you the piece of cloth
with Bustamante's blood on it...
what... what did you see?
Do you know about Anabel?
You and I have
a... a divine skill.
Treasure it.
But don't ever be careless with discretion.
That's a great human skill.
In other words, loose lips sink ships.
My grandmother: Chapter 1, verse 12.
I'm really going to miss you, Sister.
Thank you.
Your suitcase.
No. I'm not leaving.
How do you mean?
The lawyer said that I can't leave
until after the case settles.
You're staying here on your own?
No, my husband's coming.
Hey, I'm staying with the Sisters.
No, no.
I'm staying.
I can't leave you here without a lawyer.
I have a lawyer.
No, no, this lawyer.
All I ask for, is a few vacation days.
And then we'll take care of everything.
What's that? You're staying?
-I have to stay. -Why?
Alfonso, the kid,
he had a relapse.
I can't leave, dude.
I can't leave him like that.
Cover for me at the Vatican.
Of course, Simonete.
Pedro. Pedrito.
Thank you.
-Take care of yourself. -You, too.
Pedro, do yourself a favor.
Have a little of that Galician octopus,
you're going to miss it.
Listen to what I'm telling you.
Mayoress,
look, I had a thought,
I haven't given up.
Please, let's organize a little lunch with Alfonso.
What do you think?
Yes, we'll go some place
where there's good octopus,
good pies and a good wine.