[Man Panting]
♪♪ [Woman Singing Dirge]
♪ [Continues]
♪ [Ends] [Bells Pealing]
♪ [Fanfare]
[Man Announcing] News Documentary Films, No-Do,
presents...
the Spanish news.
Spanish newscast number one.
♪ [Orchestra]
A few 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 fulfill an educational and informative function.
Since then, with the public's approval,
this newscast has tried to return the affection with which it was accepted...
and today is proud to offer some aspects of its work.
Our muse is the news. Bringing you headlines from across the globe.
Every week, movies in theaters show the newscast,
fulfilling our motto: To bring the whole world to every Spaniard.
[Projector Whirring]
This one's not dead. She has a pulse.
It's as though she were asleep.
She woke up!
And this one? She's the last one left in this wing.
She's only been awake for four weeks.
And she's regained her muscle tone.
She can fend for herself. She can control her sphincter.
[Man] Hello, Blanca.
I've been told that you've been asleep for a very long time. Hmm?
But the nuns are very happy with your improvement over the past few weeks.
I've been sent here to close down this sanatorium.
Do you have anywhere to go?
My... house...
is right there, 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. Hmm?
Good-bye, Miguel Azpeitia.
Azpeitia.
[Projector Whirring]
[Growling]
[Screaming]
[Projector Whirring, Film Flapping]
- MATERNITY WARD - ♪ [Choir Singing Dirge]
[Crying]
[Rhythmic Beeping]
[Rhythmic Beeping Faster]
[Steady Beep]
♪ [Ends]
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 the place is beautiful.
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.
You'll see. It's a different way of life.
You ask for leave?
I want to take care of him.
Your maternity leave ended a few days ago.
I don't know what the board will say, but I'll do my best, okay?
We can talk whenever you want.
[Door Opens, Closes]
♪ [Choir Singing Dirge]
[Birds Chirping]
[Woman] Hello!
Hi. How are you? How was the trip?
The road is a little hard to find. I get lost myself.
Welcome. Shall we go in?
[Little Girl] Mommy?
Wait for me here.
[Birds Chirping]
Well, this is the palace.
It used to belong to the bishop. He'd come here every year.
He just died, so the priests have decided to rent it out.
Oh, what a pretty baby. How old is it? He's four months.
What a pretty thing. [Chuckles]
May we see the house now? 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 used to be a school, but it has been closed for nearly 50 years.
Some of the pieces of furniture are genuine antiques.
Wouldn't it be better to put them in the basement?
If it's 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.
Ahh. What's the matter, huh? What's the matter?
What do you think?
I like it.
You like it? Mm-hmm.
Yeah? I do.
Paqui, we'll take the house!
[Birds Chirping] [Dog Barks In Distance]
[Traffic Noise In Distance]
Senel?
Senel.
Senel?
[Projector Whirring]
♪ [Orchestra: Dramatic]
[Man Announcing] His Excellency the General...
visited the church and seminary of Santa Barbara...
where he attended a mass presided over by Monsignor Juan Lorenzo Prada.
This is the very site...
where 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 its ultimate goal being to turn Spain
into the center of Christian culture.
♪ [Fades] [Projector Whirring Fades]
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 that madhouse.
Well, there's not much difference.
Hell is filled with the ungrateful.
This place is a bit messy.
The bishop dies, and look what he leaves us with-- a disaster.
He didn't leave anything in writing. He burnt it all the night before his death.
How is that possible that he didn't even leave a last will and testament?
Maybe he had something to hide.
I want to take confession.
Let's have a glass of wine instead. A Rioja.
If they find out that I use it to consecrate--
Really, I do it because of my acid stomach.
Forgive me if 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's the one who took her own life, and that is a mortal sin.
- That woman could make miracles. - She was a prostitute.
Who cured the incurable, who levitated half a meter off the ground...
and who said that she spoke to God every night.
So we would have had the first whore saint, right? You're mad.
Where did you get that from?
That should be in there.
I need you to tell me where you found it.
I'm serious, Miguel.
See you soon.
Do you want me to get excommunicated? Miguel!
For the love...
of God.
[Projector Whirring]
[Projector Whirring Fades]
[Birds Chirping] [Man] Wait. I'll get it.
[Sighs] Come on.
Hey, give me a hand.
[Hammering]
I want your opinion. This wallpaper, do you like it?
This one? With which border?
Well, this one. I mean, whichever one you want, Francesca.
I don't like that one at all.
I don't know. I mean, I-I-I just don't have a fucking clue.
No, no, 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. Is that it?
That's perfect.
Finally.
[Wind Blowing] [Dog Barks In Distance]
[Barking In Distance]
[Baby Fussing]
[Fussing Continues]
[Cooing]
[Sucking]
[Crashing]
[Footsteps Running]
[Clattering, Squeaking]
[Footsteps Running]
[Sounds Continue]
Pedro. Pedro. Pedro.
What's the matter? Did you hear that? A noise.
[Sighs] What noise? From up there.
There is no one up there, Francesca.
It was very loud. [Sighs] I didn't hear anything, really.
Do you need anything?
No, I'm fine.
Okay. [Sighs]
[Voices Whispering, Indistinct]
[Wind Blowing] [Dog Barking In Distance]
[Barking Continues]
[Crashing] [Footsteps Running]
[Crashing]
[Footsteps Running]
[Footsteps Continue]
[Door Opens] [Footsteps Continue]
[Baby Cooing]
[Baby Cries Softly]
[Baby Cooing]
[Voices Whispering]
[Cooing]
[Birds Chirping]
[Alarm Clock Beeping]
[Beeping Stops]
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.
I know. But if you spend all night with him,
it's the same thing as having him with us.
I lose out.
Just a couple of days, all right?
Until he gets used to the new house.
Francesca-- We're gonna be late.
- Hello. - Hello.
What is this all about?
We agreed that the therapy was over.
You're on sick leave, effective immediately.
Pedro's 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.
Even if you're by his side 24 hours a day, there are things you can't prevent.
They simply happen.
I need to be focused 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's normal behavior for a doctor in the E.R.?
[Baby Coos]
It doesn't hurt anyone.
You hurt yourself.
Starting tonight, I don't think you should sleep
in the baby's room. It's for your own good.
Francesca, promise me.
Uh, I promise.
All right?
You're a son of a bitch.
[Door Opens, Slams Shut]
She'll get over it. Thank you.
Don't worry.
Buy one of those baby intercoms.
It'll be good for her. Okay.
Good-bye.
Senel.
[Little Girl] Mommy? [Francesca] What?
I have strange dreams. Really?
I see weird things. Some dirty girls.
And they're dirty and sad.
I don't want to sleep again. I don't want to dream of them again.
Dreams hardly ever repeat themselves, honey.
I dream of them every night.
That's impossible. You must have imagined it.
[Cooing]
[Baby Breathing]
[Static]
I can't hear him breathe.
Wait. [Static Continues]
I can't hear anything. Wait a moment.
[Static Continues]
[Baby Cooing]
He just moved. Hear him?
That thing is here to help you, not so you'll be obsessed by every sound.
[Baby Coos]
[Sucking]
♪ ["Immaculate Fools"]
Mmm. An Immaculate Fools concert.
That's where we met, wasn't it?
Yes.
Oh, shit, we're getting old. [Both Laughing]
I preferred Marillion. I loved Fish.
Fish. Mm-hmm.
That bald, fat, ugly guy.
He was not bald. [Chuckles]
Excuse me, but he wasn't bald. [Chuckles]
♪ We talk of changes
♪ We talk of many things I love it that you're back.
Back to what? ♪ When there is sadness
To being yourself. ♪ We rearrange the dreams
I was... sick of seeing you sad.
♪ Those tainted promises
♪ They fade and die
♪ We forget so easily
♪ The love inside
♪ We are enchanted [Giggles]
♪ We are immaculate
[Static] ♪ We are selected
- [Thunderclap] - ♪ We are enchanted
♪ We are immaculate
[Baby Crying]
[Baby Crying On Intercom]
[Crying Continues]
Shh. Shh.
[Crying Continues]
[Clicking Tongue]
Shh. [Crying Softens]
Shh. Shh. Shh. [Crying Softly]
[Clicks Tongue] [Low Growl]
[Thunderclap] [Gasps]
[Panting]
Pedro. Pedro. Pedro.
[Gasps]
Am I dreaming?
[Female Voice] Yes.
♪ [Music Box]
No.
[Gasps] [Thunder Rumbling]
[Wind Howling]
[Birds Chirping]
[Alarm Beeping]
[Beeping Stops]
Oh, shit.
[Sighs]
[Exhales]
Hello.
Everything all right? [Static]
I couldn't sleep.
[Clears Throat]
[Projector Whirring]
[Miguel] You're physicians, doctors.
There's some theologians too.
Nobody's perfect. [All Laughing]
All right.
Here we're going to teach you about the hardest thing...
a member of the congregation can come up against:
being a 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:
dementia, hysteria or simple fraud.
Type two:
a paranormal event with an authentic miraculous origin.
And type three. THIRD SUPPOSITION
Well, it would be better if you never came across one of these.
Because nothing will have prepared you for it.
[Francesca] Did you have those dreams again? The girls?
[Intercom Static] I think so. I don't remember.
It's... as though they lived here, and they pass through us.
And in the walls, there's something.
Do you feel it?
I hadn't noticed.
- [Knocking]
- It must be Daddy. I'm sure he's forgotten something.
Excuse me?
Ma'am! Excuse me.
[Door Closes]
We have some strange neighbors.
Mommy. What?
The baby isn't going to die. What?
Don't you worry. Nothing will happen to him.
It was bad luck.
Thank you, honey. Thank you.
[Knocking]
What a pain.
[Dog Barking In Distance]
[Pounding On Door]
[Rhythmic Pounding]
[Pounding Continues]
[Pounding Continuously]
Rosa, go back to the kitchen!
- Mommy? - Rosa, do as I say!
[Pounding Continues]
[Pounding, Rattling]
[Pounding Continues]
Stop it.
Stop it. I beg you. [Pounding Continues]
[Pounding, Rattling Stops] [Francesca Exhales]
[Wind Howling]
[Voices, Indistinct]
[Voices Fade Out] [Panting]
[Door Handle Clicks]
Francesca.
[Baby Crying]
♪ He gave her things that she was needin' ♪
♪ He came 'round
♪ [Continues] [Pedro] No one wants to knock down the front door!
There's no one here. No one lives here aside from us!
Someone is around the baby at night. I know it.
♪ [Continues In Distance]
She died 10 years ago, all right, Francesca?
Ten years ago!
I can't live like this. 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 since!
♪ [Continues]
[Wind Howling]
[Low Growl]
[Thunderclap]
[Sucking] [Thunder Rumbling]
[Static]
[Low Growl]
[Child Laughing]
[Laughs]
[Laughing Continues]
[Footsteps Running]
[Creaking]
[Thunder Rumbling]
[Thunder Continues]
[Hinges Creaking]
[Girls Laughing]
[Voices Whispering]
[Wind Whistling]
Everything all right?
Of course.
I'm gonna take a shower.
[Sighs] Wanna come?
Later.
[Baby Cooing] [Rosa] Mommy, what fruit is that?
You already know. I told you the other day.
Tropical. It's delicious.
I don't remember.
Take a guess.
Mangoes.
Very good.
[Footsteps Running]
Did you hear that? Yes.
It's the dirty girls. They're playing.
[Chuckles] I'm joking.
Don't joke about those things.
[Knife Chops]
Look, Mommy, blood.
Oh, it's nothing. See?
[Water Running] [Baby Crying On Intercom]
Rosa, go and see how your brother is doing.
But, Mommy-- Go on.
[Crying Continues] Oh, all right.
[Door Closes]
Rosa, I told you to go and see--
[Footsteps] [Crying Continues]
[Crying Stops]
[Door Opens] [Footsteps Running]
[Door Closes]
[Static] [Baby Cooing]
[Phone Rings]
[Rings] [Cooing Continues]
Hello? [Pedro On Phone] It's me. How's everything?
We're okay. I just put the baby to bed.
[Pedro] Are you all right? [Cooing Continues]
Mmm. Yes, I'm fine. I'll be back soon.
I love you. All right. See you later.
[Static, Louder]
[Baby Crying]
[Crying Continues]
[Labored Breathing]
[Static]
[Static Continues] [Baby Breathing]
[Exhales]
[Baby Cooing]
[Voices, Indistinct]
[Woman Screaming]
[Baby Crying] Oh, it's all right.
It's all right. It's all right. [Crying Continues]
Shh. Shh. It's all right. [Voices, Indistinct]
[Voices Continue, Indistinct]
[Crying Continues]
[Voices Stop]
[Crying Continues]
"The lady is bad."
[Crying Continues]
Mother?
[Francesca Panting]
[Francesca Gasps]
- Mother, what's the matter? - [Whimpers]
Mother?
[Sobbing]
[Jean] Francesca.
This can't continue like this.
You're not in any shape to look after the baby.
Pedro and I think it would be better...
if, for now, you're not with him.
What is she saying?
It's a temporary measure. No one wants to hurt you.
But I'm gonna take the baby to go stay with my parents.
[Jean] It could be a dissociative syndrome.
"The lady is bad"? It looks like a child's handwriting.
I want them to analyze this in the hospital.
If it is blood, it's not mine.
I didn't do it. Confirm it.
Swear to me that you will. Swear it.
I swear.
You'll see that I'll be better soon.
[Wind Howling]
Damned old lady.
[Door Opens]
Hey!
Wait.
There were lots of screams in that house. Wait!
You can hear them, can't you? From upstairs.
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. Go on up.
The screams are upstairs, in the attic!
[Hinges Creaking]
[Door Opens]
What do you want from me?
[Faint Roaring]
[Gasps]
[Rhythmic Clattering]
[Growling]
[Door Closes]
[Keys Jangling]
Hello. Hello.
Who's that? Miguel de Azpeitia.
He's 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.
Francesca, how do you expect me to believe this?
Because I'm telling you the truth.
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 the 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.
[Door Opens]
[Door Closes] Is this a joke?
Some kind of trick 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?
Not an animal or insect or plant.
Nothing in this world has that type of blood.
So you can be sure that it didn't come from Francesca,
unless your wife is an alien, of course.
[Projector Whirring]
♪ [Choir Singing Dirge] ♪ [Organ]
Are you looking for someone?
Miguel de Azpeitia?
This woman won't stop following me.
She's always watching the house I live in.
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 I--
Help her.
How old is she?
Ten. She's 10 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.
[Crickets Chirping] [Wind Howling]
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 in this house.
They're normally used in places of faith,
where miracles have happened.
Now I need silence.
[Speaking Latin]
[Latin Continues]
Amen.
[Door Closes]
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.
I'm looking for Father Azpeitia. He's right over there.
Thank you. You're welcome.
[Phone Ringing]
I'm gonna make myself clear.
Don't bother my wife. Do you understand?
She's suffered a lot.
She's been under psychiatric treatment.
You should understand that better than anyone.
These things to do with psychophonics and superstitions are hurting her.
Listen. Pedro?
Yes. 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.
[Scoffs] Please, we're adults here.
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?
Of course.
I recorded this at your house last night.
There's nothing in the first few minutes...
until here.
[Miguel Speaking Latin]
[People Praying, Faint]
[Latin Continues] [Praying Continues]
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.
[Voices Praying Backwards]
[Girl] The... lady... is... bad.
[Praying Continues] [Girl] The lady is bad.
We found this in your house.
It's an empty film negative can from No-Do.
Film newscasts from the Franco regime.
But only a few people could see these. 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.
[Car Door Opens]
[Miguel] Listen, Francesca.
Years ago I did a somewhat special job for
the Congregation of the Saints' Causes.
I used to bust miracles. Do you know what that is?
No. 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 happened.
But I am not sure that it was good. Do you understand?
And what does that have to do with me?
Miguel?
You can see things that others can't see.
Some of us can see the other side after years of training,
but never as well as those of you who were born with that capacity.
A long time ago,
someone managed to photograph things that only people like you can see.
[Paper Crinkling]
This photo was taken by Samuel Ferren in the 19th century.
He invented a type of film that could
capture things that human eyes can't see.
Someone tried to reproduce Ferren's work in Spain in the '40s,
a No-Do cameraman.
His name was Senel Martin.
Senel was Blanca's husband.
They worked together.
I think that a No-Do was filmed in your house.
A special one.
Azpei-- Azp-- A--
Azpeitia, Miguel!
You can't force people...
to be martyrs.
The bishop was responsible.
Wait, wait. Blanca, wait.
Blanca. Here.
Listen to me. Listen carefully.
If you need anything, or if you remember anything, ask to be brought here.
Take it.
Guilty. Guilty.
Guilty.
[Miguel] There's 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.
Well, can those things really be cleaned?
No. That's the mistake.
They can only be expelled by a martyr.
It was a mistake to rent out that house.
[Door Opening]
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 it was a Marian apparition.
400 dead in adoration, and no one found out.
The only proof is this painting, and it's safe right here.
Do you want me to let that family fend for themselves?
They'll get sick of living there and they'll leave.
♪ [Choir Singing Dirge]
[Man] For the love--
[Thunder Rumbling] of God.
[Man #2, Echoing] She's been dead for a week, Father,
and there's still bleeding out of her stigmata.
Does anyone know? No.
Keep it that way.
Whores don't do miracles.
♪ [Choir]
[Miguel] 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 appears that the girls could see the Virgin and create miracles.
Well, Marian apparitions-- a complicated subject.
They tore out the last few pages.
"I'm taking two cameras.
[Pencil Scribbling]
I don't trust them."
Just a minute. Just a minute.
On the camera report, it only talks about one film, not two.
If he hid a second camera--
It's still in the house.
It's here.
Someone has taken the film.
Not long ago.
You're not allowed, under threat of excommunication.
We priests love secrets.
They're cataloged by date.
'43. '45. '46.
1947.
[Exhales]
"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 Congregation of the Holy Office...
at the Vatican.
[Beeps]
[Man Announcing] Field Report number 757.
Alleged Marian apparition.
Some orphan girls at the School of Charity...
say that a supernatural being appears.
They call her "The Lady."
They say that she is the Virgin Mary.
Upon the arrival of the film 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.
Since it is a confirmed case of third supposition,
the event is kept in utmost secrecy.
But it is feared that the news may get out and attract more pilgrims,
so it is decided to end the problem once and definitively.
Bishop Prada comes to supervise the solution.
So, are you satisfied?
That house is cursed, and we knew it.
We have to help these people.
No one else matters. We are the guardians of millenary teaching.
We have all dedicated our entire lives to this.
We renounced all that is necessary, including our own salvation.
All of this represents the necessary evil to perpetuate goodness.
Not everyone can see it because they don't understand it.
They are real people. These 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 have come as far as we can.
Someone has taken the missing film.
[Sighs] And 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 could go to my parents' place.
I'll go home, grab a few things, and I'll meet you there.
I'll go with you.
Call me if anything happens.
[Beeps] [Man] Field Report number 753.
Prostitute worthy of becoming a saint.
In the Canarian neighborhood of Arapiles,
they talk of a saintlike nature of a woman of ill repute,
with rumors of miracles, levitations and stigmata.
Suspicion of a manifestation of the third supposition...
leads to the intervention of two members of
the Congregation of the Causes of Saints,
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 continues 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 an unmistakable sanctity plasma.
The events are to be hidden from people to avoid a public revolt.
It is also determined that the priests involved should not be identified...
in order to conceal their error.
The miracle was real.
[Thunderclap]
[Pedro] That guy's hiding things from us.
I'm sure of it.
He knows more than he's telling us.
He's helping us without asking for anything in exchange.
Give him the benefit of the doubt. [Sighs]
I'll try, all right? Rosa?
Who? Rosa. What's she doing here?
What are you talking about? Who is Rosa?
[Footsteps]
I told him to bring me here.
But you'll 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. His name is Pablo, and he's with my parents, remember?
Rosa, my daughter! Rosa died!
Ten years ago, at birth.
That's not true.
Rosa! Francesca!
[Canon] 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.
[Miguel] It's a matter of life or death, Gabriel.
Forget it!
He got angry.
[Sighs] Come in, Blanca, come in.
Rosa?
Rosa!
Francesca!
Rosa!
Francesca!
[Wheezing]
[Gasps, Grunting]
Leave her alone.
That is the--
That's the shutter.
The shutter.
[Panting]
[Projector Whirring]
Newscasts and documentaries.
Another world.
♪ [Man Singing In Foreign Language]
The lady is bad.
[Thunder Rumbling]
[Exhales]
[Groans]
[Blanca] They killed him.
They killed my poor Senel.
Guilty.
[Cell Phone Ringing]
- Hello. - Miguel, it's-- it's Pedro.
Francesca's going mad.
She says she can see our dead daughter. Pedro, listen to me carefully.
Pay attention to everything that Francesca says.
What she sees is real.
I'm on my way.
[Voices Praying, Faint]
[Thunder Rumbling]
[Praying Continues]
Mommy?
Rosa?
Rosa! Rosa!
She's here. Rosa!
She's here! We have to get in there!
Wait! Wait, wait!
[Hammering, Clattering]
[Hammering] [Pedro Grunting]
[Grunting Continues]
[Rats Squeaking]
Those poor girls.
[Shards Crunching]
What idiots.
They needed martyrs to finish off this thing,
but they forgot that to be a martyr you have to want to be one.
[Gasps]
Senel.
I-- I finally 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 she doesn't exist.
She came for me. Get out of here.
Now. Come on. Let's go, Francesca.
[Wind Whistling]
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.
[Growling]
[Thunderclaps]
[Low Growl]
[Speaking Latin]
[Roaring]
Let's hurry! Run!
[Coughing]
[Pedro] Let's go!
[Woman Announcing] Today theologian 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 of the boxes.
Look who's here. Hello.
How are you?
Hello, Dad. Has he been a good boy?
Well, let's see if this house lasts a little bit longer.
I like this one, right?
I brought the documents. I have them here somewhere.
♪ [Fanfare]
[Man Announcing] News Documentary Films, No-Do,
presents--
♪ [Orchestra]
The Spanish news.
♪ [Whimsical]
Oh, children's imagination!
Some girls in a small school in a little village in Madrid...
said that they could see the Virgin Mary.
Lots of people in their village believed them.
Child naïveté can convince simple people.
But Bishop Prada, always at the service of the church,
returns things to order during his recent visit to the village.
Now the young jokers,
after being seriously but nicely reprimanded
by the sisters that look after them,
are back to their games and their studies.
What imagination, what candor!
Hopefully, they will use that fantasy for better things when they grow up.
[Film Reel Spinning]