Some years ago our State created No-Do
with the purpose of providing
true, objective and impartial cinematographic information
about all important events, and at the same time to fulfill
an instructive and informative function.
Since then and with the acceptance of the public, this newscast
has tried to return the affection with which it was accepted
and today it is proud to offer some aspects of its work.
Our muse is the news.
Writing it and directing it in front of the map.
Every week film theatres show the newscast, making our motto true,
to bring the whole World to every Spaniard.
This one is not dead, she has a heartbeat.
It's as though she were asleep.
She's woken up! She's woken up!
- And her? - She's the last one left in this wing.
She's only been awake for four weeks
and she's recovered her muscle tone, she can fend for herself,
she controls her sphincter.
Hello, Blanca.
I've been told that you've been asleep for a very, very long time.
But the nuns are very happy with your improvement over the last few weeks.
I've been sent here to close down this sanatorium.
Do you have anywhere to go?
My... house...
is... out... there.
All right.
Here, your things.
They brought them from the storeroom yesterday.
My things.
Thank you, Don Juan Lorenzo.
Juan Lorenzo Prada?
Did you know the bishop?
Blanca, listen to me.
My name is Miguel de Azpeitia.
Miguel de Azpeitia.
The Bishop died more than a month ago.
I'm a different person.
Good bye, Miguel...
...Azpeitia.
Azpeitia.
I baptize you, Maria del Carmen,
in the name of the Father, the Son
and the Holy Ghost.
Francesca.
They're waiting for you downstairs.
- Thank you. - Is everything all right?
Of course.
- I think it's a beautiful place. - Did he tell you anything?
No way. Your husband won't tell. He wants to surprise you.
But the countryside will be great for you. It's a different way of life,
another world... Why did you ask for leave?
- I want to take care of my baby. - Your maternity leave ended days ago.
I don't know what the board will say,
but I'll do my best, OK?
We can talk whenever you want to.
Hello!
How are you? How was the trip?
The road is confusing, sometimes I get lost too.
- I'm so forgetful... - Mum.
Wait for me here.
Well, this is the palace.
It used to belong to the bishop. He'd come every year.
He just died, so the priests have decided to rent it out.
What a pretty baby. How old is he?
- Four months. - What a pretty thing!
- Can we see the house? - Yes, yes, of course. Follow me.
You're going to live like millionaires.
It is nearly 300 square meters.
- What was the building used for? - It was a school,
but it's been closed for nearly 50 years.
Some of the pieces of furniture are real antiques.
Wouldn't it be better to put them in the basement? If it's all abandoned...
I already told your husband on the phone. The basement is closed,
awaiting restoration. So is the loft.
The priests have agreed to fix it all up in a couple of weeks,
but right now they keep it locked for security.
What's up with you? What's up?
What do you think?
I like it.
- You like it? - Yes.
Paqui, we'll keep the house!
Senel?
Senel.
His Excellency the General
visited the church and seminary of Santa Barbara
where he attended a mass presided by Monsignor Juan Lorenzo Prada.
In this place the Institute for Religious Studies
of the Holy Office for Spain will be built.
The Institute will dedicate its efforts
to the training of new priests and the investigation of miracles,
with the final aim of turning Spain
into the center of Christian culture.
- Hello, canon. - Hello, Miguel.
How's your new post?
I know that the seminary is in a terrible state, but it will always
be better than this madhouse.
There's not much difference.
Hell is full of the ungrateful.
This place is a bit messy.
The bishop dies and look at what he leaves us with, a disaster.
He didn't leave anything in writing. He burnt it all before his death.
How is it possible that he didn't even leave... a will?
Maybe he had something to hide.
I want to take confession.
It would be better if I invite you to a wine. A Rioja.
If they find out that I use it to consecrate.
Really I do it because of my acid stomach.
Forgive me for I have sinned, Father.
All right. What do you want to tell me, son?
I can't get it out of my head.
Whores don't make miracles happen.
Exactly.
You did your job.
We locked her up against her will.
We put her in a hole and we threw away the key.
She is the one who took her own life. And that is a sin. A mortal one.
That woman could make miracles.
She was a prostitute.
Who healed the incurable, who levitated half a meter off the ground
and who said that she talked to God every night.
And now we'd have the first whore saint, right? You're mad.
Where did you get this from? This should be in there.
I need you to tell me where you found it.
I'm serious, Miguel.
See you.
But, do you want me to get excommunicated? Miguel!
For the love...
of God.
Help me, please. Do you like this wallpaper?
This one? With which one?
This one with whichever one you want, Francesca.
I don't like that one at all.
- And this one? - No, no... You have to put it more...
A bit more to your right.
- Now? - A bit... A bit more.
- There. A bit lower. - Okay, now.
That's it.
Finally.
Pedro, Pedro.
- What's the matter? - Didn't you hear that? A noise.
- What noise? - Up there.
- There's no one up there, Francesca. - It was very loud.
I didn't hear anything, really. Do you need anything?
- I'm fine. - OK.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
- How did he sleep? - Fine.
He only woke up a couple of times. My back hurts a bit.
Listen, you can't be going in there constantly.
We agreed with Jean that the baby shouldn't sleep with us.
Not that I couldn't see him whenever I want to.
To spend all night with him
it's the same thing as having him with us in our room.
- I'm the only one who loses out. - Just a couple of days, really.
Until he gets used to the new house.
- Francesca... - We're late.
What does this mean?
We agreed that the therapy was over.
Your sick leave, effective from this moment.
Pedro is worried about you. He thinks that we need to talk about it.
You're still sleeping in the baby's room.
I don't want anything bad to happen to him.
And why do you think that something bad could happen to him?
- He could have an accident. - You said it yourself, an accident.
There are things that you can't help.
They simply happen.
I need to be centered on what I'm doing.
And what does that have to do with baptizing dead babies?
I only give them a name. We're nothing without a name.
Do you think that that's normal behaviour for a doctor?
- It doesn't hurt anyone. - You hurt yourself.
From tonight onwards you're not going to sleep in the baby's room anymore.
It's for your own good, Francesca. Promise me.
I promise.
You're a son of a bitch.
She'll get over it. Thank you.
Don't worry. Buy one of those baby intercoms,
- it will be good for her. - OK.
Bye.
Senel...
- Mum. - What?
- I have strange dreams. - Really?
I see weird things. And some dirty girls.
They're dirty and sad.
I don't know if I want to go to sleep.
I don't want to dream of them again.
Dreams hardly ever happen twice, honey.
I dream of them every night.
That's impossible, you must have imagined it.
- I can't hear him breathe. - Wait.
- I can't hear anything. - Wait a moment.
He'd only moved. Hear him?
That thing is there to help you. Not so that you'll be obsessed. OK?
An Immaculate Fools concert.
- That's where we met, isn't it? - Yes.
Shit, we're getting old.
I preferred Marillion. I loved Fish.
Fish, a bald, fat, ugly guy...
Fish wasn't bald.
Excuse me, but he wasn't bald.
- I love it that you're back. - Back to what?
To being yourself.
I was... sick of seeing you sad.
Am I dreaming?
Yes.
No, please...
Hello.
- Everything all right? - I couldn't sleep.
You're physicians, doctors,
there's some theologicians around. Nobody is perfect.
All right,
here we're going to teach you the hardest job
that a member of the congregation can come up against:
Being devil's advocate.
You will be who, in a canonization process,
will have to reject the miracles
performed by the candidate to sainthood.
In your job you will find three types of cases.
Type one: Madness,
hysteria or simple fraud.
Type two:
A paranormal event with an authentic miraculous origin.
And type three...
Well, it would be better if you never come across one of these.
Because nothing will have prepared you for it.
- Did you have those dreams again? - The girls?
I think so. I don't remember very well. It's...
as though they lived here, and they passed through us.
And in the walls... There's something.
Do you feel it?
I hadn't noticed.
It must be Daddy, who will have forgotten something.
Excuse me!
Madam!
We have some strange neighbors.
- Mum. - What?
The baby is not going to die.
What?
Don't worry, nothing will happen to him. It was bad luck.
Thank you, honey. Thank you.
What a pain.
Rosa, go back to the kitchen!
Mum...
Immediately!
Stop!
Stop, please!
Francesca.
No one wants to knock down the front door!
There's no one here, no one lives here, apart from us!
Someone is around the baby at night. I know it.
She died 10 years ago. Hey, Francesca?
Ten years ago. This is unbearable.
What does that have to do with what I'm telling you?
That you've never forgotten it!
Shit, you've never been yourself again!
- Everything all right? - Of course.
I'm going to have a shower.
- Want to come? - Later.
Mum, what fruit is that?
You already know. I told you the other day.
Tropical. Delicious.
I don't remember.
Make an effort.
Mangoes.
Very good.
- Did you hear that? - Yes.
It's the dirty girls. They're playing.
I'm joking.
Don't joke with those things.
Look, Mum. Blood!
It's OK. See?
Rosa, go and see how your brother is doing.
- But, Mum... - Go.
Rosa, I told you to go and see...
- Hello? - It's me. How's everything?
Sort of OK. I just put the baby to bed.
- Are you all right? - Yes, I'm fine.
I'll be back soon. Kisses.
See you later.
THE LADY IS BAD
Mum? What's the matter?
Mum.
Francesca.
This can't continue like this.
You're not in any shape to look after the baby.
Pedro and I think that it would be better if you weren't with him now.
What is she saying?
It is a temporary measure. No one wants to hurt you.
But... I'm going to take the baby to stay with my parents.
It could be a disassociation syndrome.
"The lady is bad". It looks like child's writing.
I want them to analyze this in the hospital.
If it is blood, it's not mine.
I didn't do it, check it. Swear to me that you will.
- Swear. - I swear.
You'll see that I'll be better soon.
Damned old lady!
Hey! Wait!
There were lots of screams in that house.
You can hear them, can't you?
Who are you?
My name is Blanca. And I can't find Senel.
Senel.
This photograph is for you.
Azpeitia, Miguel. Azpeitia, Miguel.
He's the only one left.
Azpeitia, Miguel. Azpeitia, Miguel.
What do you want from me?
- Hello. - Hello.
- Who is it? - Miguel de Azpeitia.
One of the most important psychiatrists in the country.
I spoke to the old lady today and she wouldn't stop repeating his name.
A Jesuit.
And look. The old lady gave me this photograph.
This girl...
I see her in the house.
How do you expect me to believe this story?
Because I'm telling you.
I know that you're not all right.
But the thing is that I don't know what I'm supposed to do.
I don't know how to help you.
- Why don't you talk to Jean? - I don't need to talk to Jean.
Then, what do you need?
Tell me. Do you want us to leave this house?
I want to understand what's happening.
Don't worry.
- What are you doing here? - I was bored and I came to see you.
Thank you, honey.
We can go and see him.
If you want to.
Is it a joke? A candid camera or something?
- What are you talking about? - About the analysis.
The machines have gone crazy. It's blood, yes,
but it's not normal blood. It's missing half the chromosomes.
- What? - No animal,
insect, plant...
Nothing in this world has that type of blood.
So you can be sure that it's not Francesca's,
unless your girl is an alien, of course.
- Are you looking for someone? - Miguel de Azpeitia?
This woman won't stop following me.
She spoke to me about you.
Blanca is ill, she has lethargic encephalitis.
She was asleep for 60 years. She has amnesia.
I was sent to close down one of the church's sanatoriums,
- I just released her. - I need you to help me.
I'm sorry. I don't treat anyone.
I work for the Congregation of the Saints' Causes.
You may not care about those things, but believe me,
they take up a lot of time. And right now...
Help her.
- How old is she? - Ten.
She's ten years old.
What do you want from me?
I want you to help me understand what's going on in that house.
There are some girls.
It's as though they live there, as though they can pass through us.
That's one of the girls.
And there's something else. I don't know what it is, but it's there.
How long have you been in that house?
Not even a month.
This is where I saw the footprints.
And in this room I saw the three girls.
Votive offerings.
They were used a lot.
They represent the part of the body that one wants to heal.
What I don't understand is what they're doing here.
They're normally used in places of faith.
Where miracles have happened.
Now I need silence.
What is this supposed to mean?
He's Miguel, the psychiatrist I told you about.
We'll talk tomorrow.
No one should go up there for any reason at all.
- Miguel de Azpeitia, please? - At the end of the corridor.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Listen.
Don't bother my wife. Do you understand? She's suffered a lot.
She's been under psychiatric treatment. You should understand that.
These things to do with psychophonies and superstitions are hurting her.
Listen... Pedro?
That's right.
I've been on both sides. I know how to recognize madness
and I can tell the difference when someone is special.
Please, we're adults.
You live in a place which was a place of prayer a long time ago.
I don't know what it is, but there's something in that house.
Do you have five minutes?
Sure.
I recorded this at your house last night.
There's nothing in the first minutes...
until here.
The recorder registered about 20 people praying at the same time.
Adults and children. And there's more.
Hidden behind the other voices.
It can be understood if we play it backwards.
The lady is bad.
We found this in your house.
It is a can of negative, empty, from No-Do.
Film newscasts from the Franco regime.
But only a few people could see these ones. The logo is different.
No-Do made special films
for the Holy Office,
miracles, exorcisms... Dangerous material.
They called them the "secret No-Do's".
Only high ranking members of the Church could see them,
under threat of excommunication.
I need to see Francesca as soon as possible.
Listen Francesca. Years ago I did a slightly special job
for the Congregation of the Saints' Causes.
I used to "bust miracles". Do you know what that is?
No.
Forensic investigation.
I'd go to places where supposed miracles had happened
and I had to find out if they were frauds.
People don't know it but really there are two types of miracles,
good miracles and bad miracles.
I think that in your house, a long time ago,
something miraculous could have happened.
But I am not sure that it was good. Do you know what I mean?
And what is the rapport with me?
Miguel?
You can see things that others can't see.
Others of us can see beyond after years of training,
but never as well as those of you who are born with that capacity.
A long time ago,
someone managed to photograph those things that only you can see.
It was taken by Samuel Ferren, in the nineteenth century.
He invented a type of film
that could capture things that the human eye can't see.
Someone tried to reproduce Ferren's work in Spain
in the forties, a No-Do cameraman.
His name was Senel Martin.
Senel was Blanca's husband.
They worked together.
I think that a special No-Do was filmed...
in your house
Azpeti...
Azpeitia, Miguel!
You can't... force people
to be martyrs.
The bishop is guilty.
Wait, Blanca.
Blanca, here.
Listen.
Listen to me. If you need anything, or if you remember anything,
ask to be brought here. Here you are.
Guilty...
There is an elemental in that house.
If there was, no one would be able to live there.
The bishop used to go there for a whole month every year.
Exactly. Expulsion rituals. They take weeks.
I think that they tried to clean out that place dozens of times.
They never managed to.
- Can those things be cleaned? - No.
That's the mistake.
Only a martyr can get them out.
It was a mistake to rent out that house.
They found it when the paintings were returned to the Prado museum in '39.
A case similar to yours. Seventeenth century.
An elemental appears in Toledo.
They thought that it was a Marian apparition.
400 dead in adoration.
Did anyone find out? The only proof is this painting.
And it's in there, safe.
Do you want me to abandon that family to their luck?
They'll get sick of living there and they'll leave.
In the name...
of God...
She's been dead for a week, Father,
and she's still bleeding out of her stigmata.
- Does anyone know? - No.
Keep it like that.
Whores don't do miracles.
Senel Martin made a Ferren emulsion.
One day the bishop asked him to film a secret No-Do here, in this house.
It was a school then.
And it seems like
the girls could see the Virgin and create miracles,
Marian apparitions, a complicated subject.
They've pulled out the last pages.
"I'm taking two cameras.
I don't trust them."
Just a moment.
On the camera report it only talks about one film, not two.
If he hid a second camera...
It's still in the house.
Here!
Someone has taken the film.
Not long ago.
You're not allowed in here under threat of excommunication.
We priests love secrets.
They're catalogued by date.
43, 45, 46...
Let's see.
"Virgin of Charity School, 1947."
Here it is.
"PROSTITUTE WORTHY OF BECOMING A SAINT" - DO NOT SHOW
The... the original negatives
are stored in a subterranean... bunker
in the Congretation of the Holy Office.
At the Vatican.
Field Report 47-11 first part.
Some orphan girls in the School of Charity
say that a supernatural being appears, they call her "The Lady".
They say that she is the Virgin Mary.
On arrival of the filming crew,
the presence of some pilgrims is observed.
Sick and desperate people looking for a miracle,
which seems to complicate the investigation.
The crew finds that instead of being healed
the pilgrims get worse.
The girls, rather than healing
are causing unknown illnesses.
A case of "Third Supposition" is declared.
The presence of a primordial creature is confirmed,
almost certainly an "elemental",
when a film is made with the Ferren emulsion.
As it is a confirmed case of "Third Supposition",
the event is kept in utmost secret.
But it is feared that the news may get out and attract more pilgrims,
so it is decided to end the problem at once
and definitively.
Bishop Prada comes to supervise the solution.
So... are you satisfied?
That house is cursed. We knew it.
We have to help these people.
No-one else matters,
we're the guardians of millenary teaching.
We've dedicated our lives to this.
We renounced all that is necessary, including our own salvation.
All of this represents the necessary evil to perpetuate goodness.
That's why not everyone can see it. Because they don't understand it.
They are salvation, people. They are real lives.
You don't care about what's right or wrong!
You forgot about that too long ago.
You can't judge me. Whores don't make miracles.
Remember?
We don't have anything else.
We've come as far as we can. Someone has taken the missing film.
And what about us, what do we do now?
Do you have somewhere to go?
The house that you live in is in no condition to be inhabited.
We can go to my parent's place.
I'll go home, grab a couple of things and I'll meet you there.
I'll go with you.
Call me if anything happens.
Field Report number 55-42.
In the Canarian neighbourhood of Arapiles
they talk of the saintlike nature of a woman "in the life"
with rumours of miracles.
Suspicion of a manifestation of the "Third Supposition"
leads to the intervention of two members of the Congregation:
Miguel de Azpeitia and Gabriel Argumosa.
The woman is taken to the Holy Office for interrogation.
Unable to withstand the pressure, the prostitute kills herself.
Her body keeps on bleeding for days.
It is decided to make a film of the body with the Ferren emulsion.
It reveals the presence in the body of "Sanctity Plasma".
The events are to be hidden from people.
It is also suggested not to inform the priests involved
in order to keep them in ignorance of their mistake.
The miracle is real.
That guy is hiding things from us. He knows much more than he's telling us.
He's helping us without asking for anything in exchange. Trust him a bit.
I do, believe me.
- Rosa? - Who?
Rosa. What's she doing here?
What are you talking about, Francesca? Who is Rosa?
I told him to bring me here.
But you have to pay for the taxi.
If he doesn't get paid, the taxi driver will get angry.
- Rosa, our daughter! - You have a son, Francesca.
His name is Pablo and he's with my parents, remember?
- Rosa, my daughter! - Your daughter Rosa died!
Ten years ago, soon after being born.
It's not true!
- Rosa! - Francesca!
Again on the same day? I'm going to have to inform Rome.
You can't just walk in here as though it was your house.
It is a case of life or death, Gabriel.
Screw it!
He got angry.
Come in, Blanca, come in.
Rosa!
Francesca!
Rosa!
Francesca!
Leave her alone.
That is... the shutter.
The shutter.
Newscasts and documentaries.
Another World.
The lady is bad.
They killed him.
Guilty.
- Hello? - Miguel, it's Pedro.
Francesca is going mad. She says she can see our daughter,
- the one that died. - Pedro, listen to me carefully.
Pay attention to everything that Francesca says. What she sees is real.
I'm on my way.
Mum.
Rosa!
She's here. Rosa!
She's here! We have to get in there!
Wait!
Poor girls.
Stupid.
They needed martyrs to finish off this thing,
but they forgot that to be a martyr you have to want to be one.
Senel,
I found you.
They left you here alone.
My baby...
It's here.
It's been here from the beginning.
You coming?
Francesca, no.
I can also see the girl. That's why I know that she doesn't exist.
She came for me. Get out of here. Now.
Come on.
So you are the Third Supposition.
Well, I've come to throw you out of this world.
Do you know what I am? I am a martyr.
Run!
Come on!
Today, theologician Miguel de Azpeitia has died.
Known for his participation in the controversial closure
of the Charity Sanatorium a couple of months ago,
he was a teacher at the Causes of Saints in the Madrid seminary
of Santa Barbara. According to the police,
Azpeitia sacrificed his life trying to save a family
that was about to die when a house was burning down
outside the city.
The building has been reduced to rubble
and the family is unharmed.
These are the last ones.
- Look who is coming. - Hello.
Hello.
- How do you doing, Dad? - Fine.
- How is she behaving? - So fine.
Well, let's see if this house lasts a little bit longer.
I hope so.
Oh, children's imagination!
Some girls in a small school in a little village in Madrid
said that they could see the Virgin.
Lots of people in their village believed them.
Child naïveté can convince simple people.
But bishop Prada, always at the service of the Church,
returned order to things in his recent visit to the place.
Now the young jokers,
after being seriously but nicely reprimanded by the nuns,
are back to their games and their studies.
What an imagination, what candor!
Hopefully they will use that fantasy for better things when they grow up.
Subtitles: LASERFILM