02x08 - The Light in the Darkness

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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!

as*h*le!

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 wh*re 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 k*ll
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 k*ll in cold blood?

I'm praying for you, Gaitán.

If you k*ll 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?

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 b*stards
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 k*ll them.

A m*rder is a m*rder
in the eyes of God and men.

If we leave them there,
then we haven't k*lled 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 k*ll 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
b*ll*ts 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?

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 r*fles.

You have three left.

One r*fle
with a 61-centimeter barrel

that loads five 8mm b*ll*ts.

One shotgun
with a 50-centimeter barrel

that loads six 12mm b*ll*ts

and another shotgun
with a 50-centimeter barrel

that loads two 12mm b*ll*ts.

That makes it 13.

You used one b*llet,
so that leaves 12.

And I have a SIG Sauer
that loads 10 b*ll*ts.

I used one, I have nine left.

You're probably thinking,

Belisario
didn't have a full magazine

and the nun has no b*ll*ts 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 k*lled,

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 as*h*le.

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 k*lled him.
-No, no. We don't know that.

-I k*lled 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 b*ll*ts,

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.

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 b*stards,
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 k*lling our Brother.

Belisario's body
is a breakthrough for us.

Whoever k*lled 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 K*llers 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 m*rder,

conspiracy to m*rder,
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 m*rder 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 m*rder
of Joaquín Bustamante...

Now I understand.
Of course. Sure.

You work for that sl*t
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 k*lled 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 b*llet 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-g*n.

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.

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 m*rder,

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 w*r
and we are soldiers of faith.

And, as you know, our Lord

doesn't like mediocre
soldiers in this w*r.

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 k*lled 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!

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 k*lled Belisario Barrios,
end of.

I k*lled 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.

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.

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.

Alfonso.

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 k*lled 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 k*lled Joaquín Bustamante?

No one.

No one k*lled
Joaquín Bustamante.

Or better said...

Joaquín Bustamante

k*lled 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 m*rder.

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 k*lled
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 b*stards
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.

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.