A grain of strength.
-You're up late. -Please, give me a minute.
l need to talk to you, but l don't want the boys to hear.
Things are very bad out there.
-ls something wrong? -Yes.
We have to leave. Today if possible.
-Ayala was taken prisoner... -Ayala?
Yes, l'm sure they questioned him. We have to go.
Go where?
To Marseille, with the Ricards.
-We can't stay here another minute. -But l can't leave the boys!
Very well, we'll take them, as many as we can.
-We'll use the gold. -The gold belongs to the cause.
fuck the cause, Carmen, fuck the cause!
l always thought there'd be an afterwards.
There is no afterwards!
Carmen...
...if anything happened you...
Doctor...
The boys are waiting for your permission to have breakfast.
l'll need some papers.
But we'll go.
Boys, you may start.
Come along. Get started, please.
Get started.
My mother wrote to me.
She's a lot better.
She's coming for me soon.
Last night l saw the ''one who sighs''
Last night?
You're making it up.
lt's Santi.
l'm sure.
Are you leaving?
Where are you going?
What about me?
Fuck me, right?
Well, good.
l want you to finish breakfast, but while you're doing so...
...listen very carefully because l have to tell you something...
You can go, but the gold stays here.
The gold?
ls that all you care about?
That's it.
What are you doing?
l hid you here so you wouldn't die outside...
-...with no one to mourn you. -Give me the key.
You know what?
Of all the orphans, you were always the saddest.
The lost one.
A prince without a kingdom.
Shut up!
-The only one who was really alone. -l said, shut up!
Get out of here, or l'll kill you!
Look who's come to save you.
The old sage.
Will this weapon work?
You know that while you say sweet things to this old hag...
...l'm the one who screws her?
And now...
...get out.
What did you see?
You know already.
l don't know anything. Tell me.
Santi.
He's the ''one who sighs''.
He's dead, isn't he?
Come on, boys.
Conchita...
Would you bring me a few cans of gas for the journey?
Please, no!
You'll all travel in the back of the truck.
lt'll be a long journey.
The older boys will have to look after the little ones.
lf any of you are scared you can sit with me.
What are you doing?
Are you all right, ma'am?
lt's my bad leg.
lt's heavier than ever.
Did you think someone would just give us a farm?
What are you doing with that?
You're crazy.
They're all inside.
You going to shoot me?
Please...
-What was that? -The children!
Get them out! lt's going to blow up!
Get out!
Outside!
Carmen?
Alma, leave it be, come on!
Get out!
All of you!
-l'm very cold. -lt's all right.
Don't move.
Don't move, don't look.
ls it bad?
Fetch my bag from the lab. Quickly!
They won't have heard the explosion in town.
And it was just one of many. We can't expect any help.
lf l walk all night, l'll get to town by noon tomorrow.
l've...
l've got something to tell you.
-lf l don't tell you now... -No, please, don't.
l couldn't...
l can't hear you. So, please...
This time...
...let me do the talking.
-l've learned a new poem. -Yes.
A poem.
''Stay by my side as my light grows dim,...
...as my blood slows down...
...and my nerves shatter with stabbing pain...
...as my heart grows weak...
...and the wheels of my being turn slowly.
Stay by my side...
...as my fragile body is racked by pain...
...which verges on truth...
...and manic time...
...continues scattering dust...
...and furious life bursts out in flames.
Stay by my side...
...as l fade...
...so you can point to the end of my struggle...
...and the twilight...
...of eternal days...
...at the low, dark edge of life.''
Miss...
A grain of strength.
Carlos, look.
Dr Casares...
That son of a bitch...
l should have killed him when l had the chance.
But he'll be back.
And l'll be here...
...waiting for him.
Carlitos...
...bring me...
...my records, my music.
l need them. All right?
Are you hungry?
''Eat beans, good for the heart.
The more you eat, the more you fart.''
My stomach's all upset.
But the little ones might be hungry.
Could you kill someone?
l could.
What you said about Santi is true.
He's dead.
But l didn't kill him.
-l thought... -l was with him.
l saw everything.
lt started in the pit.
l dared him to come down with me at night to gather slugs.
Run, Jaime. Jacinto's here.
-What did you see? -Nothing.
-Did you see the safe? -No.
Did you see the safe?
Why the fuck are you in here?
Who was with you?
Get up.
l was a coward.
l was always afraid of Jacinto.
Very afraid.
But not anymore.
The next time l see him...
...l know l'm going to kill him.
Look who's here.
What'll he do?
Say you're sorry and get in the car.
l'm not scared of you.
You're making me look like a fool.
Say you're sorry, they're looking at us.
l'm not afraid of you.
Say you're sorry.
You're an animal.
Doctor, l did what you told me.
l did what you told me.
But Owl's wound is still bleeding.
Conchita...
Someone's coming.
Someone's coming, dootor!
Help me on my feet.
Jaime, put on the record.
Turn the horn towards the window.
Didn't you say he was dead?
Bastard!
Nobody knows anything. We're going to wait.
They're leaving!
All my life l've always stopped short...
...left things unfinished.
l'm not going to leave you alone, l promise you.
l will never leave this place.
We'll wait for you upstairs.
l'm not going to run away.
l want to talk to you.
Nothing.
They must have driven on.
Tell me, what do you want?
Jacinto.
Bring him to me.
l understand.
l'm going to help you.
Jaime! l saw Santi! He told me what he wants!
l had to break the old man's fingers.
Even dead, he's stubborn.
Hurry up! Come on!
There's something here!
Marcelo! Out of the way!
Fucking great. lt wasn't a complete waste of time.
This is yours, isn't it?
We have to get out of here.
One of us has to climb through the window.
And then open the door.
And what then?
What's wrong?
You scared?
Yea, l am, asshole.
You're not wounded, like Owl is.
You're not bleeding, you're not even hurt.
Santi is dead.
Jacinto killed him.
lf we stay here, he'll kill us all.
Do you want to sit and wait?
You think that he'll let us go?
That it'll all work out if we behave?
They have the rifle.
They're bigger than us, and stronger.
Yes, but there's more of us.
Wait!
Wait. Check if they're still working.
Go on.
All right.
Galvez, did you hurt yourself?
A bit.
fuck!
Look again!
There,s nothing here but souvenirs, photographs! Just crap!
One of us has to go out and get Galvez.
Who'll do it?
l'll go.
No, not you. l'll go, l'm skinnier.
Who opened it?
Dr. Casares opened the door.
He said l'd be all right, and that we should be brave.
There's no fucking gold here! You hear me?
You and your fancy ideas!
fuck!
Gold, gold... My ass!
My father.
He was from Canada.
He was an accountant.
My mother was from Toledo.
And that's me.
lt's blurred, 'cause l moved.
But that's me.
We're leaving tomorrow.
Pig, do you think your brother in Portugal could put us up?
We don't have much time.
''How lonely, the prince without a kingdom...
...the man without warmth.
Jacinto, 1925, in Malaga.''
l saw that gold.
lt's here.
We just have to look for it.
We'll find it, and tomorrow we'll burn everything.
And the boys?
They've got no parents.
They've got no one. Who'll miss them?
We're at war.
A drop in the ocean.
Look, Jacinto.
Burn the place, kill the kids, l don't give a shit.
But we're getting out of here tomorrow.
-We need stuff from the car. -Hurry up.
l'll need a hand.
Come on, Pig.
You're crazy, asshole!
fuck you!
No, fuck you! lt's all for me.
Son of a bitch!
What a joke!
Calvez, you go over there.
The rifle, Jaime, the rifle.
Santi...
What is a ghost?
A tragedy condemned to repeat itself time and again?
A moment of pain, perhaps.
Something dead whioh still seems to be alive.
An emotion suspended in time.
Like a blurred photograph.
Like an insect trapped in amber.
A ghost.
That's what l am.
TO MY PARENTS