[door rattles open]
[sighs]
[dial tone]
We've got a problem in Room 3.
What are you saying?
That's impossible.
Let me check.
I'll be there in 15 minutes.
[birds cawing]
[low rumbling]
[water splashes]
Find him!
He's injured. He won't have gotten far.
[dog barks]
[barking continues]
[barking becomes more distant]
THE BOARDING SCHOOL LAS CUMBRES
[girl whispers in Spanish] El Internado Las Cumbres.
We're running out of time.
Also, I'm losing my memory.
And you're still lost.
I'm scared that all of this will go wrong.
And we will disappear forever.
And that's why I'm going to break the promise I made to you.
Because I think there's someone who can help us.
You told me it was dangerous to share the secret of the Crow's Nest.
That knowledge like that
could make even the most rational person lose their mind.
[birds calling]
[Elvira] León...
[camera clicks]
Do you know what folklore says about desecrating the tomb of a witch?
It's like opening a gate to hell.
[León] But I refuse.
I refuse to let the life we built over all these years just evaporate.
[Amaia] Is León seriously with Inés in all those photographs from different eras?
Well, she's not called Inés. Her name's Alicia Bernal.
Where is she?
But hang on, are we sure it's her? Like, 100%?
It's her, I'd swear.
It's impossible. I mean, she'd have to be a vampire...
[Pelayo] Shh!
Only those who know they're in God's hands...
...are capable of keeping silent.
Yes, sir.
[bangs table]
Hey, if she was a vampire, it would explain the bags of blood that we found.
In the sanatorium.
And on top of that, we've lost the Corax forms.
Yeah...
So basically I gave up my father's inheritance
to hand it to Uncle Marcel...
...so that he could join Corax with that son-of-a-bitch Darío.
[exhales]
- We've got to get him back for this.. - Yeah, how do we do that?
Well, anything! Give him a taste of his own medicine.
Go to the sick bay, nick some drugs and see if they make him ill.
I don't know! Whatever!
The most fun would be to give him a laxative.
I've got a small pharmacy underneath my mattress.
[Eric] Look, sweetie.
We're past the age of chewing gum and pulling pranks on teachers
and stupid stuff like that.
We're too old.
What if I told you I had a rifle hidden away?
[Paz] You're insane, girl.
Go.
[Pelayo] Silence over there!
[classroom chat]
[Amaia] Is it there?
Look, here it is.
Alicia Bernal.
"A unique concert recorded in Vienna
by the composer Alicia Bernal, Christmas Day 1940."
Sit down, please.
[gentle piano music]
Dying young is very unfair.
Especially if you have talent like that of Franz Schubert.
He died at 31 of typhoid fever.
But with one simple act, we make him immortal.
[Schubert plays]
Has anyone seen Inés Mendoza?
[Amaia] No, sir.
[Schubert still playing]
[microfilm machine buzzes gently]
Amaia.
Amaia!
Look.
"Alicia Bernal.
Composer and piano virtuosa.
Born in the Pyrenean Valleys in 1903."
So she's 120 years old.
"Celebrated in the greatest theatres of Europe,
she disappeared during World War II
and it's believed she died in a concentration camp.
Buchenwald, near the city of Weimar."
Born in 1903!
Well, she didn't die there.
- [girls giggling] - [Amaia] 1903... It is her!
- I'll be right back. - OK.
[suspenseful music]
ANNIVERSARY OF ISABEL GASCÓN'S DEATH
I wouldn't be able to cope if it wasn't for this.
All right, give me one then.
[chuckles]
Adèle.
Eva, right?
[Eva] Mm?
Hey, um...
You said earlier that you had a, uh... rifle hidden away?
Where is it?
Well, we just stumbled upon it and now it's hidden away
so no one else will hurt themselves.
Of course, very good. Where is it, Adèle?
What will you give me if I tell?
It's in the storeroom.
I don't want you anywhere near it.
He's finally noticed me!
Yeah?
Well, don't get your hopes up.
Because to him you're a snot-nosed kid, like me.
A nobody.
All right, all right.
In that case, it's time for Plan B.
And what's that?
Hmm.
"Anniversary of the death of young girl Isabel Gascón.
Her body was found in the cemetery...
...at the hands of a local cult, the Crow's Nest..."
[distorted rumbling]
[wind blows]
[distorted screams]
[thunder]
[gasps]
[distorted screams]
Amaia.
[silence]
Are you OK?
[Amaia] Mmm.
You sure?
It's just all this about Inés and León, it's got me a bit...
Yeah, it's a lot, right?
What?
No, it's just if I lived for 120 years...
...I'd want to be with you.
[gentle music]
[music gets louder]
[sighing]
[distant dog barks]
[barking continues]
[hurried drumbeat]
[dog continues to bark]
[muffled barks]
[growls]
[pants]
[growls]
[muffled barks grow distant]
[deep breaths]
[splutters]
[pants]
[whimpers]
[loudspeaker] Acts of vandalism to our property
are disrespectful to our memory and to our past.
[whistle blows]
[Mario shouts] Move along! Quickly and orderly!
Go!
[whistle blows]
What's all this about?
[Amaia] Someone took the crow from the fountain.
[whistle blows]
[Mario] Faster!
[loudspeaker] Acts of vandalism to our property
are disrespectful to our memory
and to our past.
You find this amusing, Uribe?
No, sir.
[shouts] If the culprit doesn't come forward,
you'll be standing here until you sprout roots.
Are you cold?
[sighs]
[gasps]
[gasps again]
[Mara] Don Arturo.
I understand your concern about the vandalism from the students...
...but they will learn their lesson.
I'm sure.
But what concerns me is another matter we need to deal with.
Don Arturo, I've already explained.
We have more than enough teachers to cover Latin classes.
I don't need any of the friars.
You don't.
But the kids out there do.
What they need is a role model.
A man who can guide them, like Brother Elías.
[suspenseful music]
Forget it then.
[suspenseful music gets louder]
[distant dog barks]
[pants]
[door creaks]
[dog barks get closer]
[whines]
[barks]
[barking, door banging]
[exhales]
[sighs]
- [girl 1] Isn't that Manuel? - [girl 2] Is that Manuel Villar?
What's he doing here?
[students chatter]
[Mario] What's going on here? Hey!
[blows whistle]
Stay in line! Hey!
[blows whistle]
[chatter continues]
[Mario] What's going on? Get back in line, right now!
- [all cry] - [Mario] You, fall in! And you too!
Hey!
- [Paz whimpers] - Amaia.
Manu.
[whistle blows]
[Mario] Torres! Move aside!
[Amaia weeps]
- Move aside. - [shouts] Get off me!
[cries]
[Amaia still crying]
[wind blows]
[Mara] Well then?
Answer my question.
I escaped.
I broke the mirror.
They followed me.
This doesn't make any sense, Mr. Villar.
I was alone.
Down a hole.
Right.
The police have contacted your parents.
- We know that you wrote to them. - I was hungry.
I had no other choice.
I was there, and alone.
I was trapped.
But where is "there"?
Trapped, but by who?
I don't know. I never saw them.
They put me to sleep, put on images...
Cat, plane,
hammer, cat, plane...
...hammer.
Then the gas.
What day is it?
How much time has passed?
Let's see.
You got lost in the woods.
Yes.
Mmm.
I fell...
Hmm.
- And I hit my head. - Yes.
And then?
- My head really hurts. - [Mario] It's called a hangover.
What I think is that this boy is stoned off his head.
They drugged me.
[swallows]
They put me to sleep... I don't know...
Right, that's it, that's enough.
I'll tell you what has happened.
You escaped.
And went back to your old ways.
Of getting high with your friends, hmm?
Smashing up cars.
And now you've come back here to hide.
Or maybe you've come looking for your girlfriend?
I'm going to speak with your parents.
I'm sure they'll agree with me.
[sad music]
You will finish the year...
...and we will put you back on the straight and narrow.
[metal rattling of door]
You can spend your comedown in here.
[sad music continues]
[water dripping]
[Elvira] Beatriz of Osuna. That's the woman buried in the mountains.
She lived in the 15th century.
How do you know it's her?
From these inscriptions.
Look.
It's a code language.
It was called Transitus Fluvii, the common language of witches.
Look at her hands.
[León] The Draco Musca.
Exactly.
She was the one that wrote it, and she took her secret to the grave.
[door opens]
This school is full of brutes and savages.
We should go back to the cold showers.
Yes, Pelayo. Maybe you're right.
No.
He's not right.
If we treat them like delinquents, they'll become delinquents.
Bravo.
[sneers] I'm being taught about morals...
...by a woman who jumped into bed with a friar.
[knocking]
Could we talk in private for a moment?
Have you been in contact with the parents of Manuel Villar?
Mm-hmm.
They agree that he should finish the year with us.
Good.
Well, get him out of the fridge right now, before he becomes a real problem.
A problem?
Well, it's possible, but it wouldn't be my fault.
Don't think for a moment that I'm naïve.
Get him out.
[exhales]
- [growling] - [guard] Good boy.
Hey!
[gates creak open]
CALLING INÉS
- [dial tone] - Pick up, Inés...
[dial tone continues]
[car starts]
[dial tone continues]
[loud chatter]
Fuck, that almost took him out!
[suspenseful whistling]
They wanted the statue back, didn't they?
Well it's a miracle of the Virgin of the Peaks.
Was that you?
[mysterious music]
[shivering]
[metal clanging]
[sad music]
[exhales]
I deserve the...
I deserve the punishment...
[falters] I...
[low murmurs]
I, I deserve the...
[rhythmic clinking]
[clinking gets faster and louder]
That's enough!
[clinking continues]
[sighs]
[exhales]
[suspenseful music]
[Mara gasps]
[breathes deeply]
FOR HOW LONG WILL YOU BE ABLE TO HIDE YOUR CRIME?
[exhales]
[pants]
[Mario] Mara.
The students are still being punished in the dining room.
What should we do?
Tell them lunchtime is over.
[general chatter]
[Eric] But, so how did you get back here?
I escaped.
[distorted] Hey, we didn't tell you, we also did...
We staged a riot to escape
and we through all the lockers to the ground, it was mental.
- [high pitched ringing] - [fades] You should have seen it...
[high pitched ringing continues]
- OK, leave him alone now, guys. - [ringing stops]
Fucking hell...
[chatter]
Amaia, I want to tell you everything, but...
...I don't even know where to start.
Manu.
I was so worried about you.
I went looking for you like I promised, but you were gone.
[suspenseful music]
Sorry.
I'm sorry, but who are you?
What are you talking about?
Manu, it's Adèle.
Adèle, he's a little overwhelmed. Don't worry about it, OK?
What did they do to you, Manu?
It was a fucking nightmare.
It's OK, you're here now.
Don't worry.
[gentle music]
But this face.
It was the only thing that kept me alive.
In the worst moments,
I imagined the two of us on the beach.
Naked.
Playing in the waves.
[gentle music continues]
[Manu] I'll see you later.
[door opens]
[Paul] What are you doing here?
Did Fran give you something for your headache?
Yeah, he did.
And now we have to go to class. What a fucking joke.
[indistinct chatter]
But hey, we've got a little while yet.
I want to show you something.
[cawing]
Inés, are you in your room?
Inés, what are you still doing in bed?
I've been calling you all morning.
Inés!
Inés?
Hey... Hey!
Inés?
[dial tone]
Oh, pick up, Fran.
Fran, come to my house urgently. Something's wrong with Inés.
Darling... Inés, my love.
My little Inés.
Oh, my Inés! Inés.
[caws]
[distorted high-pitched scraping]
[scraping stops]
[mysterious music]
[music stops]
[general chatter]
[suspenseful music]
- [laughs] Where did this come from? - Long story.
And with this thing, we're going to escape from here.
[Manu] Wow, man.
- Wow, man. - [Paul] Mate, what's that?
- Nothing, bro. - No, no, Manu.
Paul, God!
It's been hard, you know?
I've been through so much shit.
- I didn't think I was going to make it. - Oh, man.
[sniffs] And now, well...
I need to rest.
We'll wait as long as you need.
But we have to do it.
We can't be around here with that bastard.
Do you not know who kidnapped you?
I never saw them.
Do you... Do you know?
Do you know who they are?
Darío Mendoza.
But how...
- How do you know that, mate? - But Manu, mate...
- How do you know that? - Hey, Manu, hey.
[Manu sniffs]
Listen, mate.
I have so much I have to tell you, OK?
And you me, I'm sure as well, but just bit by bit.
[sniffs]
This'll be our secret, right?
And our passport out of here.
[chuckles]
[click]
Everything appears normal.
[Darío] Then why the hell won't she wake up?
Eh?
How was she before she went to sleep?
She was fine. We had dinner with the investors.
She was perfectly normal. I'd even say she was happy.
- Could anything have shocked her? - No.
No!
Listen to me, Darío.
It's possible that we've forced her mind too much.
What if she doesn't wake up?
What if she dies?
Darío, we're crossing a line here.
We have to wake her up, no matter what. It's too important.
Wake her up.
[Fran inhales]
[birds calling]
[wind whistles]
[bell tolls]
[Don Arturo] I see you're letting go of the scepticism that was holding you back.
Now I know that there is a solid scientific basis
to the folklore in this region.
I've found information about this woman, a pioneer in the field of botany.
She arrived at some really advanced knowledge.
Beatriz of Osuna.
That woman was a daughter of Satan.
[chair scrapes]
She wrote the Draco Musca.
And founded the Lodge of the Crow's Nest.
She began the sacrifices to the Devil.
The daughters of villagers would be found hanging from the branches of trees...
...with their eyes ripped out.
Like Rita and Alba.
Our founder, Saint Malaquías,
put his heart and soul into hunting down that woman's followers.
But their power still lingers in the shadows.
Don't go down this route, Elvira.
It's more dangerous than you think.
What are we looking for, exactly?
Statements from the followers of Beatriz of Osuna.
The founder of the monastery, Malaquías, tried them for witchcraft.
There has to be something here to tell us where they hid the Draco Musca.
[phone beeps]
- Yes? - [Darío] Elvira.
I'm calling about your...
...your maleic acid.
[sighs]
Tell me something.
Do you think I can give a high dose to my daughter?
To Inés?
What's wrong with her?
She won't wake up. She has low neural activity.
[Elvira] Is she unconscious?
I've seen that in students without Attention Deficit Disorder.
It can bring about a catatonic state.
Mmm. I don't think it'd wake her up.
And Darío, in fact, you could cause the opposite effect.
[door slams]
[shudders]
[exhales]
My name is Salvador.
Brother Salvador.
Mmm.
Mara.
What is tormenting you?
Confession would help to lighten your burden.
I'm not a believer.
If you need to unburden yourself, just know that I will keep your secret
and I will take your words to the grave.
They say...
[inhales]
They say that the killer...
...always returns to the scene of the crime.
[bell tolls]
Elías?
I pushed him.
[unsettling music]
[sniffs]
I pushed him.
With these hands.
[gasps]
There's not...
There's not a day, an hour, or a second, that I don't...
That I don't see Elías...
...falling into the abyss.
[cries]
[exhales, sniffs]
[whimpers]
[exhales]
Do you still want to take my secrets to the grave?
[sniffs]
If you walked out that door right now and called the police...
...I'd understand.
I can't.
The seal of confession is God's law.
Unburden yourself.
It's impossible for you to understand how I'm feeling now.
Don't believe that.
I also have lives that weigh on my conscience.
But I found solace in God.
He has saved me and that is the only thing that matters.
[chuckles]
If only it were that simple.
It is.
You are repentant, Mara.
You just have to kneel before Him.
[door creaks open]
Mara.
I'm glad you've come to your senses.
Brother Salvador will be an excellent Latin teacher.
[low chatter]
[door slams]
What are you doing here? Are you following me?
- You OK? - I'm a bit dizzy and that.
So many people around.
I don't know. I think I'm out of practice.
Yeah.
Hey, is it true there are snitches on duty during the night now?
Yeah.
Yeah, you'll have to take a turn.
Hmm.
- Why? Do you want to escape without me? - Yes, right now.
No, I just heard it around.
Well, yeah.
I'm going to bed. I'm knackered.
OK.
[door opens]
Rest up.
[door closes]
[distorted high-pitched sounds]
[gasps]
[sounds get louder]
[unsettling music]
[music fades out]
Can I talk to you for a second?
What's up?
Hey, Manu is strange.
How do you expect him to be? This is fucking mental.
Amaia.
Paul, it's normal. Who knows what they did to him.
Yeah, but I've caught him in a couple of lies.
Have you heard of Stockholm Syndrome?
- [snorts] Yeah, right... - It could be.
Maybe they released him on purpose.
To what end?
I don't know.
But he's hiding something.
Look, the only ones hiding anything are me and you.
I can hardly look him in the eye anymore.
[gentle music]
[loudspeaker] Lights will be turned out in five minutes.
Rest is essential for good academic performance.
Hello.
Are you enjoying the book?
- Yeah. - Well, you're reading it backwards.
What about you, have you come to break some pipes?
No. If you want, I'll join in.
Don't act all innocent.
I've seen you burning bins, breaking locks,
and boycotting the school in plenty of other ways.
I've been keeping my eye on you.
And why is that?
Because we're kindred spirits.
[giggles]
You didn't even have time to pull away!
You don't hold back, do you?
[laughs] No.
No.
"The Court finds that the Witch of Osuna has made a pact with the Devil...
...as evidenced by her maidenly appearance,
despite having been born...
[medieval scribe] ...more than 200 years ago."
Malaquías orders the torture of her followers,
who almost always refuse to confess, to being aided by the Evil One."
You should leave, León.
I'll remind you that this is my house And I won't leave without seeing her.
[Fran] León.
León!
[Fran] She just asleep.
Her neural activity is completely normal.
[Darío weeps] Oh, not again.
Not again. Daughter...
Please.
Oh...
Please.
[continues weeping]
[man] "The members of the Lodge have been condemned
by the justice of God...
...to oblivion and madness."
[thunder rumbles]
[electrics buzz]
[man] "Even if some escape the justice of men."
[thunder rumbles]
Manu?
[thunder rumbles]
[door creaks closed]
[trolley wheels rattle]
- Uribe, you can't be here. - Mind your own business!
- My business is guard duty! - You want a medal for best snitch?
- Go to bed! - Get off, arsehole!
[Mario shouts] Enough!
You stay on duty.
You've earned yourself a night in the fridge. Walk.
Walk, I said!
[thunder rumbles]
Move.
Fuck.
[medieval scribe] "In the year of our Lord 1530,
a woman confesses, after hours of torture.
She denies a pact with the Evil One.
She claims that it is not black magic,
but science that keeps them young.
But they live in fear of the Executioner."
[distorted high-pitched scraping]
[scraping fades]
[gentle mysterious music]
[medieval scribe] "The accused commits heresy
by declaring that she does not fear God...
...only the one who kills girls and rips out their eyes without mercy.
Some call him the Executioner.
Others, the Dark Angel.
A demon that tirelessly searches for souls to deliver to hell."
[screams]
[screams again]
[gasps]
[cries out]
- [girl gasps] - [Amaia cries out]
- [girl gasps] - [Amaia whimpers]
[neck snaps]
[pants]
[breathes deeply]
Subtitling: DUBBING BROTHERS