Ii
ii
ah.
Put it there, over there...There
enjoy your new palace, my lord.
Thank you.
Down, down.
My precious little lists.
Ii
your excellence, the mayor!
The mayor!
The mayor?
Not for long.
Ii
stay here.
I face god alone.
Father Manuel.
I am here to do my duty, like a good boy.
I must confess before I take my oath
as new governor.
They should put cushions in these boxes.
Opening one's beak is torture enough.
Father Manuel?
Are you ready for your confession?
My god, it must be cold.
I hardly recognize your voice.
Can we begin, please?
Temper, temper.
May the lord be in my heart and upon my lips
so that I may blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Amen.
Do it properly.
Isn't it the sins that matter
and not the rhetoric?
Again!
Oh, very well.
I wouldn't want
to mess things up before my crowning.
May the lord be
in my heart and upon my lips,
so that I may confess my sins freely in the name
of the father, the son, and the holy spirit.
Amen.
Holy father, who art in heaven...
Hallowed be thy name.
Oh, to hell with this.
Do you want to hear my sins, yes or no?
I know your sins well enough,
lord Francisco del ruiz.
Or should I call you don Isaac
de cordoba?
Is this supposed to be amusing?
I just wanted to see
if you could still remember
how to do a proper Christian confession.
How dare you talk to me like this?
Who are you?
I am a voice from the past.
I know who you are.
I know where you come from.
Mark my words: You'll have to reckon with me
if you do not want to lose it all.
Done.
Look at you:
Short of breath like some sickly old widow.
Did he recognize you?
I disguised my voice.
I'm not a fool.
The jury has yet to reach its verdict.
Good.
He will not know it was one of us ten.
As far as he's concerned,
the blackmailer could have been anyone on the lists.
Keep pressuring him until he bows in to our demands.
Ii
die,
bloodsucking heathens!
May your putrid souls be forever damned
in a burning hell,
your decaying flesh eaten up alive
by an army pestilential worms.
It's late.
Why doesn't your lordship go home?
I can take over, sir.
Rejoice!
Today we celebrate
the crowning of our new governor,
lord Francisco del ruiz!
Back to the tavern again, sheriff.
It's a beautiful night, milady,
don't you think?
Go along.
Leave us. Leave us.
Yes, my lord Santa fe.
What will people think?
Who would be mad enough
to wander here at this hour?
Come here and kiss me.
If kissing is all your lordship wants,
then he should go back to his wife.
My lord, this is my Sunday best.
Huh!
I'll buy you 'io... 20 dresses like this.
Come to mama.
What the hell?
M y apologies
for interrupting, my lord.
Are you, perchance,
Duke José de Santa fe?
Shhh.
Why are you still here, ruy?
It's late.
Go home to your wife and children.
Ahh!
Get out of the way!
Hey!
Out of the way!
What happened?
The night watchman stumbled on them.
The bodies were not going anywhere,
so I thought it better not to disturb
you and your wife at this hour.
The letter
whoever did this surely wanted to leave his mark.
We also found their guards, sir.
They had guards?
We think there were four of them.
It's hard to be sure.
They were badly butchered.
Who is he?
It's the Duke of Santa fe, sir.
I knew one of his guards.
Has anyone told the duchess?
Under the circumstances--
the woman here-- i didn't know if we should.
Don't touch anything until I come back.
Duchess Santa fe, the sheriff is here to see you.
Ii
you'd better have a good explanation,
or I will complain to the governor.
'Ii-
you have been drinking again.
He was lying here, in a pool of blood.
I swear on my honor.
Where is he?
Next time, swear on something of worth.
The place was cleaner than the governor's China.
I looked like the village idiot.
What did you do with the bodies?
What body?
Your eminence, high inquisitor,
what can the law do for you?
We heard about your conversation with the duchess.
Seems that you have
quite a prolific imagination.
The inquisition has no jurisdiction over this matter.
There is no matter...
Other than the amount of time that you spent in the tavern.
Not the place for an officer of the law.
Doesn't enhance your ability to see things clearly.
Donoso.
So I had never seen anything like that.
Tell us more.
Ruy, please.
Don't scare the children.
We want to know.
Father, please.
All right.
So--
anything to eat, my edy?
Soup.
And stop addressing me
as ll my ll
nice to see you, ruy.
I was starting to forget
what you looked like.
I was working until very late.
It's become a habit with you
to be working till very late.
And what was
that ruckus?
Time for bed.
You should go.
Good night, my angels.
We found the bodies of a nobleman, his mistress,
and his guards: A bloodbath.
And when I came back with the widow,
it was like nothing ever happened.
Maybe you were not in a state to know what was real.
You say there was a mistress.
Perhaps they were covering everything up
to avoid a scandal.
Who was the alleged victim?
The Duke of Santa fe.
What's wrong?
Um...Nothing.
I have no appetite.
Help me to my room.
Out of the way!
Stop in the name of god!
Heretics.
Eminence.
This is a sacred place!
The governor!
Ahh!
That's a fine conveyance.
Benefit of the new post?
Indeed.
And how are your crop of heretics this year?
I expect a good harvest.
Today we remember
the sufferings of our savior.
Why was he crucified?
Who sent him without mercy
to the cruelest of deaths?
Countess jaramillo,
it is always a pleasure
to see our most gorgeous citizen.
Duchess Santa fe, my dear.
How is my good friend the Duke?
I hope he is not indisposed.
Oh, no; Not at all.
He is in perfect health
and sends you his warmest regards.
She surely wouldn't be smiling if something had happened.
As I was saying, who sent our lord
to the cruelest of deaths?
The Jews!
Where are you going?
The sermon isn't over.
It's the same story every Sunday.
The coming of the kingdom of heaven!
Stopping heresy
is the responsibility of the entire...
Good morning,
countess jaramillo.
My lady,
may we talk in private?
We are in the house of god.
Speak freely.
Why isn't your husband with you?
He's a busy man.
First time he has missed Sunday mass.
I hope all is well with him.
He's fine.
He's on a trip.
He left to oversee his estates.
When was the last time you saw him?
This morning.
We had breakfast before he departed.
Did he seem anxious?
For heaven's sake.
My husband is a pillar of our community.
I would like to continue,
if our honorable sheriff has no objection.
Do not ever forget...
Send in the the boy.
Huff)'-
has the letter "d" any special meaning to you?
It's the fourth letter in the alphabet.
Nothing else?
Nothing.
Why are you lying to me?
How dare you?
I told you, he is on a trip, inspecting his mines,
his lands.
"My love, i arrived safely.
I miss you."
Ha!
Ruy, my wife will kill me.
Third time this week, someone threw up on my clothes,
fourth you stay past closing time, all right?
Yeah.
All right, guv'ner.
The inquisitor's garden.
The letter
count jaramillo.
Donoso, open up!
Donoso!
I need to speak to donoso.
He's not here.
He hasn't come home, my lord.
Countess jaramillo does not receive anyone at this hour.
Leave, or I will call the guards.
That won't be necessary.
This is too much, ruy.
What about the necklace?
Did I imagine it?
Anyone could have stolen that necklace
to pretend he was dead, even you.
I saw him.
You're obviously mistaken.
You think I would not recognize
the man who stole you away from me?
Prove me wrong.
He's engaged on business,
overseeing his merchandise.
Carmen, your husband is dead.
Stop!
You cannot go in there!
Stay away!
I'm sorry.
I tried to--
I don't know what you're trying to achieve, but--
what a pleasant surprise.
Your duty is to assure the purity of our faith.
Mine is--
you are here to discuss the separation
between church and state.
Interesting concept.
Come another day, and we will discuss it in depth.
Two prominent nobles have been murdered.
And do you have any proof that those murders have occurred?
And don't tell me that you saw the bodies.
That taking of strong drink is a sin.
It alters perception.
My officers saw the first victims.
And would you be willing to stake your life
on their testimony?
Cat got your tongue?
You have spoken to them.
I have no reason to speak to your men.
We were all in church
when the duchess read out the letter from her husband.
You know as well as I do that anyone could have written it.
Oh, I see.
So you imagine
some elaborate conspiracy;
the workings of a nameless cabal, no doubt.
Beautiful.
Beautiful indeed.
It belonged to count jaramillo.
It's still covered in his blood.
I'm sure the count
will reappear any day now
and put an end to your fantasy.
My son, we are very busy doing god's work,
researching the purity
of all our great families.
If you wish to steal
my precious time again, be certain that the subject
is worthy of my attention.
You are concealing a serious crime.
You'll have to explain yourself for--
what?
You dare threaten me?
Perhaps you've been gone for so long
that you've forgotten how things work.
Guards!
Give me back the necklace.
God go with you, my son.
My child.
I have another errand.
Count jaramillo.
Donoso!
Come here.
Where were you last night?
Someone killed count jaramillo.
Where were you?
Here comes count jaramillo!
Ya!
Get him! Get him!
Ruy, people are talking.
They're saying all sorts of things about your behavior.
I just don't want it to reach our children.
I'm just doing my job.
You cannot dismiss what others think.
Oh, I wish you would've stayed in antwerp.
Why are you obsessing over this?
I was given a great opportunity.
Sheriff of my home town.
And I have become a joke.
What are you talking about?
People look me in the eye and lie without fear.
My men follow someone else's orders.
These are difficult times.
People just want to protect themselves.
If there is no law, there is no order.
If I fail, everything falls apart.
Ruy, no one expects so much of you.
Exactly.
Isabel
if I were murdered--
don't talk like that.
Could you continue with your life as if nothing had happened?
If you or the children were gone,
nothing would matter to me anymore.
Why are the widows not crying for justice?
Ii
ii
have you been here all night, sir?
If I may ask,
what is my lordship doing?
Searching.
Everyone is pretending nothing happened,
even the widows.
You surely cannot believe they're involved.
They're ladies.
What books are these, my lord?
Treaties on the lineage of the noble families of Spain.
Since when has my lordship become interested
in the subject?
Friar anselmo is interested in the murders.
The inquisition is obsessed
with the origin of every family.
I needed a place to start.
Ii
they're not dated.
What are we talking about, my lord?
The paintings. And they all seem to be in the same style
which is strange, since some of the people must be dead for over a century.
Rich or poor, we all love our children.
It is the most powerful force of nature.
The sheriff is here.
Countess jaramillo, i need you to explain
certain irregularities.
These are treaties on the lineage of all Spanish nobility.
I searched the Santa fe family.
Their name doesn't appear once.
Strange for such a prominent family, don't you think?
It's not my business.
You should ask them.
Then I searched
your and your husband's name,
both supposedly linked to the royal family.
What do you mean by "supposedly"?
Not a thing.
Our origin is impeccable.
500 years of noble blood.
Just look at all these portraits.
Yes, I was just discussing them
with my assistant.
Such vibrant colors.
They don't seem to have been affected by time.
We had an artist replicate the originals.
Why change the old ones for new?
I can just imagine
how unforgettable the originals must be.
May I see them?
They are in my husband's palace in Madrid.
How do you explain your absence from these books?
The day you intend to do a serious search,
please consult reputable books,
not these libels.
These are the most recognized on the subject matter.
If I may intercede, sir,
I do have to agree with the countess.
The quest for an honorable lineage has become
a lucrative business.
I will have to take you
to a benedictine monk, a friend of mine,
who has manuscripts of true worth.
Here they are. The Magnum treaty on genealogy.
Even friar anselmo uses it for his work.
Which names are you looking for?
Santa fe and jaramillo.
Here it is.
"Duke José de Santa fe.
Count of siguenza."
I know his titles.
What's his ancestry?
An illustrious name.
Son of Duke Roberto de Santa fe
and lady lnfanta de alba.
Grandson of don José de Santa fe and--
impossible.
I couldn't find a thing.
Show me the count and countess.
"Count Raul de jaramillo,
"son of Pablo de jaramillo
"and duchess Sofia henares,
first cousin to the king. "
All right. All right.
Should I continue?
I see you are with your old demons.
Ithought i had found something.
But it was taken right out of my hands.
Sleep.
A tired soul never finds its way.
Mother, I was born here,
yet I feel like a total stranger.
When you left,
you were barely a man.
You've come back with a beautiful wife,
children;
now the town's sheriff.
Of course many resent you.
I feel there is a secret language
that I simply cannot decipher.
My son.
If I ask you
for an account of our family history...
I've told you yourfineage
a hundred times.
De mendoza of tovar, Dukes of cédiz.
All right.
I know it by heart.
Then why ask?
We come from low noble birth,
yet we know every detail of our past.
The jaramillos and the Santa fes,
both of high renown,
were not included in many books on the subject.
Why are you searching for things that are none of your business?
Every aspect of this affair is my business.
Then search in books of worth.
Go to the benedictine friars.
That's what donoso said.
And?
As if we had two versions of history.
How can both of you be so sure
that those are the accurate books
and not the others?
It's obvious that your deputy and I
are seriously interested in our past.
You should learn from him.
There we go again: The secret language.
Suddenly everyone is an expert
in genealogy.
Our origin is everything.
He's discovered books that should not even exist.
Books that could destroy our plans,
books that could fall into dangerous hands,
like that disgusting, zealous little priest.
And what do you propose we do?
Do you forget the world in which we live?
We may use the lists to protect ourselves.
But they could just as easily be used against us,
and with terrible consequences.
You will do as I say.
Ii
ii
what are you doing, my lord?
The books! The books!
Fire! Fire!
Thank you.
Where are you going, my lord?
To see the governor.
A swine.
A donkey.
A frog.
A cat!
That's a nice cat.
Ah, my son.
What can we do for you?
My lord.
You look absolutely dreadful.
Where have you been?
Ah, here we are; Here we are.
Come on, come on, come on, boys.
Ah, yes: Duck é i'orange.
Yes, and quail; Very good.
Come on, let me see the other--
let me see the other.
Let me see, boy. Let me see.
Oh, yes, sea bass.
Yes, langoustine and lobster.
Monica-— get off!
Monica, I mean,
you are being very conservative today, aren't you?
Tell the chef that you disapprove of his selection.
No, no, no; It doesn't matter.
My lord-- sit, sit, sit.
Prepare a place for our honorable sheriff.
Thank you, my lord,
but I've eaten.
Sit. Good. Sit, sit, sit.
Come on.
What are you waiting for?
Give him a taste of everything.
A cow.
My lord.
You'll have to speak louder!
I'm a little hard
of hearing.
My lord, something is--
have you tried the duck?
Quack, quack, quack, quack.
I mean, it's not bad
for a boring recipe.
Delicious.
And the truffles.
Like angel food.
Ahh!
Like angel food.
Oh, I love your sense of humor.
You must come more often.
The court can be so boring.
My lord, something terrible is happening.
Is it...
Unpleasant?
I'm afraid so.
Ty 8gb'?
Bloody?
Yes, my lord.
Oh, then spare me.
I dislike hearing unpleasant news
while I'm eating.
Eternal death.
Oh!
Isn't he the grandest?
But your excellency--
but I'm trying to eat.
But I'm being blocked by--
look, I appointed you sheriff.
Do your job,
and leave me in peace.
The sheriff has finished his meal.
Out, out; Take him out.
A Jew.
No, no, no.
No, no, I don't like that.
A fornicating monkey.
And now fornicate with lord Tomas.
Ii
no, no!
Open up!
Open the door!
Open! Please!
Coward!
View this a warning,
an example to all ye who remain
unfaithful to Christ.
Heretic!
Every Sunday, we remember sufferings of our savior.
Why was he crucified?
Who sent him without mercy
to the cruelest of deaths?
As I was saying...
Who sent our lord
to the cruelest of deaths?
The Jews!
Followers of a false faith
who are willing to sacrifice everyone
and everything in order to prevent
the coming of the kingdom of heaven!
We have barely spoken since you came back.
Now this attention.
I feel flattered.
Ana de Toledo,
151c) To 'i529.
So young.
What do you think killed her?
Unrequited love?
She was a prostitute, and she was murdered
by her customer, the then mayor.
My explanation is more romantic.
You only see the rational side of things.
Shameful, isn't it?
What has happened to you?
You used to be so creative, seductive.
Someone brought me down to earth.
Do you know anyone whose name starts
with the letters iidii "ell?
Desdemona, Deborah,
deus.
She seems to be yearning for something.
Imagine despair creeping in,
it slowly devouring your will, your soul.
Afraid this could happen to you,
being madly in love without reciprocity?
I'm happily married; Thank you.
Ironic, isn't it?
The worst loneliness is being with someone
yet feeling completely alone.
The letters "d"
or ii e. Ii
defeat.
Desire.
Demon.
You seem to be playing children's games.
I used to like them too.
Remember?
Just what game arewe involved in?
They say this statue performs miracles.
It can make your fantasies come true.
What is your most secret fantasy?
Getting a straight answer.
Such a waste of a miracle.
I have means to make people talk.
You have definitely lost your touch.
My fantasy is more involved.
You wish to know?
I long ago stopped caring.
We are in a sacred place.
Lying is a sin.
And we are at war
the destiny of our souls is at stake.
There may have been an attempt on the governor's life.
You can't go in sheriff. He is not well!
You may go. You may go. Yes.
I'm sorry. I told them not to come in.
It does not matter. You may leave.
Yes, my lord.
You are concerned about my health. How kind.
It's nothing to worry about. It was just an accident.
An accident?
Yes. I was wounded by a couple f my guards on my way to church.
They were testing out new weapons, but recoil took them by surprise.
This is a serious matter. I ask you permission to talk to your guards.
Ahh! Just in time. I was beginning to get depressed.
I want you to be a sheep. A sheep!
Maa! Maa! A bit higher.
Maa! Maa!
Your excellency, please.
Oh, very well. You may talk to them. And then not another word. Ls that clear'?
Yes, my lord.
You may go.
Go, go, go. See the sheriff off. Go on, bite him. Go on, see him off!
That's enough.
No one bothered to clean up this time. They even left the bullets
you wanted to speak with us?
Yes, the bullet went over this wall?
Yes.
You consider yourself a marksman?
We practice continually.
Show me.
[Gunshofl
let me try.
[Gunshofl
you must keep your feet planted.
Do you need anything else?
I would like to talk to the guards who were protecting the governor.
What are you looking for?
The bullet the guard just shot. There it is.
How do we know this bullet is the one he just shot and not one from the other day'?
This is the one I shot. This is the one I just found. Identical.
Hese are the ones I found arlier, next to the bloodstains.
Not the same size.
You think it wasn't an accident?
The guards were sent with the gold envoy to the capitol.
Great portrait, isn't it?
My appearance. Handsome couple, don't you think?
I see your health is improving.
Yes, yes, yes. As I told you, it was just a foolish accident.
Some things indicate otherwise.
Oh, come come come. I mean, why would anyone want to harm me?
I'm convinced it was a conspiracy. What your guard said made no sense,
and the bullets they used are not like those at the crime scene.
Then your bodyguards disappeared before I could talk to them.
My dear boy,you're beginning to tire me. I mean, you're worse than my Jester.
These are my best men. I sent them with the gold envoy like I do every month.
If they are your best men, why part from them now?
Well why not?
Because someone has killed the Duke of Santa fe
and the count of jaramillo.
For heaven's sake.
Well, jump, juggle-
do something!
Anything!
They were butchered like dogs.
They carved gruesome letters on their chests.
Shh! Shh-shh!
Why have I not been informed of this?
I was trying to tell you the other day.
It's scandalous.
Why have the widows not come to me?
I think they are afraid.
Afraid?
Citizens of such prominence should have nothing to fear.
That's why I brought you all the way
from that godforsaken city, someone with an objective eye.
So clean up this mess, or face the consequences.
I am being stopped by a wall of silence.
The widows pretend nothing has happened.
Even friar anselmo is--
friar anselmo!
Take me to my bed.
Four are dead already,
and two of them were part of us.
We cannot afford to wait any longer.
And that bothersome sheriff
is asking very annoying questions.
And what if, one day, that good-for-nothing sheriff
finds the list?
Then what?
He could figure it all out.
The secret could be exposed.
It could destroy everyone.
If you will do nothing about it,
then we will have to.
Just what would you do?
Would you be willing to stain your princely little hands?
None of you--
none of you have the courage to see this business through.
So much at stake,
and yet you tremble like chickens before a fox.
What do we do
about the others on the list?
They're terrified.
Who knows what they'll do to protect themselves.
Wouldn't it be better to alert them of what's truly going on?
What do you care whether others live or die?
You want to share the spoils?
No one outside this room knows
who the bloodshed is directed at.
They only know what I tell them.
In their eyes, I am completely baffled by events.
They only know that everything is related to the lists,
which puts the fear of god into them.
It makes those stupid villagers our unsuspecting allies.
It makes them help us clean up the mess
and keeps them silent.
[Gunshofl
duchess Santa fe.
The letter
where is it? Where is it?
Damn! It isn't here.
Come on.
Get them out of here.
Get these bodies out of here now.
Clean up all the blood.
Everything!
You called for me,
m)' Lord?
Yes.
Lovely morning, don't you think?
Beautiful.
Sit.
Why do you ask, sir?
Why shouldn't I?
You didn't wake up in the middle of the night,
did you?
Why would I?
If you have a clear conscience,
you sleep like a child.
Isn't that so?
How many years have you been working for me?
Three.
How many times have you saved my life?
Two, three?
It is an honor to--
how many?
At least four.
Well, I'm going to Grant you an opportunity
to save your own life.
I believe you were looking for this.
I-i-i don't know
what that is.
I saw you searching the bodies.
I heard you giving the orders.
I have other means to make you talk.
Please,
don't ask any more...
For my sake,
for our sake.
Maybe these names
will refresh your memory.
"Francisco orosol.
Levi Ben toroba."
Where are you going?
Are you ready to talk?
Sancho, Javier!
Arrest him.
Arrest him!
For god's sake, surrender!
No!
Please don't!
No!
I'm not hungry.
Get my room ready.
Ruy,
life must go on.
How dark must a secret be for a man to kill himself
rather than speak?
It means he fears something more than death.
What can someone fear
more than death?
So many things.
Are these worth dying for?
Have you seen these before?
People don't die like this for nothing.
There are some mysteries that should not be uncovered.
My duty is to find the truth.
Your duty
is to protect your family.
You too.
Tell me what you know.
Stop searching.
The devil may appear in your path.
It's too late.
The devil has already awakened in me.
Not even friar anselmo can stop me now.
Stop blaming friar anselmo.
Then who should I blame?
Please help me.
My dear child,
if I knew anything,
I would tell you.
Then why the riddles?
I'm old.
I've seen a lot of evil in my days.
Can you forgive me?
Flsabeb what was that all about?
I was trying to figure out,
what could someone fear more than death?
Obvious:
Death and pain to their family.
What are you doing here?
You are not welcome.
Your manners.
Ask him in.
Graciela, our duty is to find the truth.
If he had told me everything, nothing would have happened.
My god.
You cannot be that simple.
Please forgive her.
She's understandably upset.
Of course.
Would you like to join us?
We were eating.
One thing I miss from my childhood is good ham.
Do you mind if I eat some?
Please do.
What can I do for you?
What was your son afraid of?
I don't understand.
Has the inquisition anything against you?
Absolutely not.
Against him? Of course not.
He was the perfect Christian.
Well, he obviously had something to hide.
I have nothing to tell you.
Just like your son,
taking your secret
to the grave.
I'm surprised; You're threatening me.
No; I just would like to know what could be worse than death.
Many things.
That's what my mother said.
But I think my wife was right.
The only thing worse than death
is death and pain to your family.
I'm convinced
he killed himself to protect you.
You told me the thing you miss the most from your childhood
was the ham.
No.
Don't.
I've understood.
Are you going to denounce us?
You have two days to leave the province.
Thank you, don ruy.
What sins have you committed?
I granted pardon to a family of heretics.
What are you talking about?
What is my true duty,
to be a sheriff or a Christian?
Both are the same duty.
It isn't as clear to me.
As sheriff, I must protect law-abiding citizens
and punish criminals.
As a Christian,
you must denounce those who break the laws of our faith.
Even if they haven't committed a crime?
Heresy is a crime before god,
before the church, and before society.
What if these heretics go to church, pay their alms,
contribute to our community,
the only crime being their roots?
Who are you talking about?
You must tell me if you have discovered
a nest of heathens.
What are we supposed to do with them?
Be ruthless!
Heresy tarnishes everything.
Tell me their names!
It is your duty.
Good night, father.
Why aren't you sleeping?
I discovered why donoso was afraid to talk.
You don't trust me.
Him and his family are of Jewish blood.
How do you know?
Donoso's father
prepared a ham dish.
He ate everything but the ham.
You know Jewish people's regulation against eating pork.
Did you talk to the priest?
What did he tell you?
That a murderer of heretics
would be rewarded in heaven.
He's right.
Heresy is the worst of sins.
Worse than murder?
Without a doubt.
My duty is to society, not to the church.
How can you separate one from the other?
Let's sleep.
We'll talk tomorrow to the priest.
It will clear your heart and soul.
You sleep.
I'll take a walk.
How can I cheer you up?
Have a drink with me.
Oh, no; My wife doesn't like--
what the hell?
That's tough, losing your friend like that.
Who would have ever guessed?
You think i am a good sheriff?
You remember when we were children?
You were accused of stealing a gold coin.
They belted you, yet you didn't squeal.
You took the punishment to protect me.
To my best friend,
the best sheriff the village has ever had,
and my best customer.
No.
Friendship is more healing than wine.
Count of vallegos
and salvatierra.
What do you want, count vallegos?
It is not me.
It's the name of the owner of the necklace.
If I were here to kill you,
I would have done it when you were not looking,
or the other night,
when I left you that nice reminder on your neck.
Why haven't you killed me?
No one has ordered me to.
Who ordered you to kill the others?
Why don't we chat more comfortably?
Wine?
Is friar anselmo behind this?
We can't talk with our throats dry.
Have some Brandy.
I don't drink with murderers.
I see.
You drink with counts,
Dukes, priests, and other nefarious types
yet will not drink with a humble, hard-working
Hungarian mercenary.
At least sit down.
Spare me a neck ache.
Your stubborn research has stepped on too many toes.
The other night,
I hoped to leave you a lasting impression
that would stop you,
but nothing seems to be enough.
If I were in your shoes,
I would desist.
I could have you arrested and tortured.
Yes.
But first, you would have to catch me.
Second, I would die before saying a word--
not to protect anyone,
but because if I would talk, i would be killed anyway,
and by far more brutal means than you could dream of.
And last but not least,
it still wouldn't do any good.
I am just a mercenary, hired job by job.
Whoever is behind this would simply hire someone else.
Delicious.
Why the cruelty?
We all have our unique way of expressing ourselves.
Some paint.
Some compose.
Others...
It was indeed a pleasure.
What do the letters mean?
I would love to take credit for that great detail
but must admit,
I was simply ordered to do as told.
Before I forget:
You have annoyed too many people.
You should check on your family.
Isabel?
Sheriff!
May the devil destroy you
and your family!
You can pick up the money this afternoon.
What money?
Half of the estate of these heretics.
It's your reward for denouncing them.
I did not denounce anyone.
If more families were like yours,
we would soon be rid
of every hidden criminal.
What will happen to them?
That's friar anselmo's business.
Your soul is free of sin.
I did my duty
in the name of the entire family.
This is just a taste.
Where is it?
Perhaps this would be more convincing.
Release them!
How dare you interrupt the sacred business
of the inquisition?
Let me go!
No!
You murdered her!
Please escort our dear sheriff
from the chamber.
Will you walk outwith him, father?
Let's see if you'll be
a little more willing to let me know where the list is.
Please, sheriff-no; You cannot go in.
Sheriff, please.
We need to talk.
You don't need to leave.
Weren't you here to talk?
So talk.
Do you recognize any name?
No.
You're lying.
I know it has something to do with your husband's death
and with the--
ls that why you're really here?
It was very difficult
for me when you went away to salamanca.
Carmen, people are dying over this.
You broke my heart.
I broke?
You were engaged a week after I was sent away.
Why are we talking about this?
You didn't even say good-bye.
Such a passionate romance,
and not one word.
You broke our engagement,
wouldn't return my letters.
Stop playing stupid games.
What happened to you?
Nothing.
What do you think you're doing?
Shh.
Be still.
What's in this list?
You spy on me when I bathe in the forest.
You storm into my house, my bedroom.
Tell me.
You spend years
looking at me with longing and desire.
Yet when I finally open myself to you,
you push me away.
All those years
of forbidden desire, of yearning stares--
were they a lie?
Why are you toying with my heart?
No! Enough!
Don't do it!
Please don't!
What's this key for?
You know where I found this one?
On the duchess' body.
Could it have anything to do with her death?
What do these keys open?
"Thou shall leave the city
"that saw you be born and never look back,
"lest thou wish to be consumed by the fire
"of the gentile enemy.
"But thou shalt
"keep the key to your home so you may return,
"should the Messiah come among us
and restore the faith."
What is this?
That is just a meaningless saying my father used to say.
Why would it read,
"should the Messiah come," and not,
"should he come again"?
This key doesn't open
any door in this palace or the entire province.
Why would I keep such a key?
As a keepsake of a beautiful house
you were forced to abandon
to avoid being consumed by the fire of the gentile enemy.
What are you talking about?
I know now why you're hiding your husband's death,
why you fear friar anselmo.
The priest told me,
a murderer of heretics would be rewarded in heaven.
If I were you, I would do exactly what you're doing.
You have gone mad.
What city are you from?
What synagogue did your family attend?
What do you want from me,
money, my palace?
Just the truth!
You're calling me a heretic.
You're pushing me into the jaws of hell.
I don't care
if you change your sheets on Fridays,
if you don't eat flesh with milk!
I just want to know who is behind the murders.
Get out now.
I will find out the truth.
Does he have the list?
Damn it.
Does he have it or not?
Nothing.
"Jewish heritage in the Spanish kingdom."
“Ehesei“
"prominent Jewish family from the kingdom of aragon."
"Advisors to king Fernando."
Friar Gonzalez?
Let's get out of here.
Why?
Why did I save you?
Because someone ordered me to.
My employer wants to see you.
I will not speak to friar anselmo.
You really think we've become friends?
Close, but not quite.
Come on.
We don't have all night.
I thought friar anslemo
was behind the murders.
Him?
Such an elaborate plan?
Preposterous.
Lots of people are dying over this list.
What's in it?
It has information that could make you
the most powerful man in the empire.
All I know is that it contains the names
of Spanish Jewish families.
Checkmate.
I've seen these books.
You remember your friend donoso?
Look for his origin in both books.
Jewish families are excluded from books on noble lineage.
"Donoso cabral, son of Ramiro de carraras."
"And lady francisca del piero."
Now read the other one.
Nothing.
In 1492, our blessed monarchs decreed
that all Jews be banished from the empire.
Jews were given three months to convert or leave.
Two years later, those who had converted
were forbidden to hold any influential positions
under penalty of death.
So what could Jews do to stay alive,
to keep all they had worked for?
Only one way:
By hiding their origin.
It was then that hundreds of books were commissioned
with a new history of prominent Jewish families.
Thus, there were two versions of history.
This book relates the true history,
and this one--
well, shall we say, it is the creation
of inventive minds.
And your name, your excellency?
Is it in one of those books?
Oh, yes.
Hmm. Look for friar anselmo.
Why do you think that he's such a brutal persecutor of heretics?
To save his skin, of course,
to hide his own Jewish blood--
just like torquemada, who created the inquisition.
Despicable indeed.
Give me your list.
Come on.
Now follow me.
A group of influential people offered king Fernando
a substantial ransom,
the largest ever offered for a king.
The money was good, but he had other reasons as well.
You see, the king himself
had Jewish blood.
He had a little bit of heart left
for his own kind.
On this list, every family wrote their Jewish name.
This one: The king himself gave them each a new name,
a Christian name, thus giving us new life.
When the king died,
there was a witch hunt.
Hundreds were burned at the stake,
including my parents.
Their only crime: Having Jewish blood.
Those of us who survived
looked for refuge from all the madness.
Come here, sheriff.
Help me spread these out.
Small provincial city,
far removed from the eye of god:
The perfect hiding place.
And why not emigrate together?
What could be safer than to live among one's own kind?
My dear sheriff, when you attend mass,
nearly everyone is on these lists,
except that zealot little priest.
And why deploy the persecution among yourselves?
When you reach the top, others want a piece of the cake.
And they can bring you down
simply by denouncing your origin.
These were once the lists of life.
Now they are the scrolls of blackmail
and death.
I have been appointed governor,
a very powerful and profitable position.
If the truth were known about my origin,
I would not only lose my wealth;
just like my parents before me,
I would be burnt at the stake.
Who's blackmailing you?
Could be anyone on the list.
Why not give them what they want?
My parents complied
with all that was asked of them.
I've been complying since I was a child.
Enough is enough.
After this one, it'll be another and another.
I will not be a slave.
So you're murdering the people on the list one by one.
When you play chess, you cannot hesitate
to take their bishops, towers, their king.
Why is everybody keeping me from the truth?
Because a serious investigation
would reveal the truth about everybody.
We'd all be damned.
If my investigation is so dangerous,
why haven't you killed me?
Look...
For your family's name.
De mendoza.
Now look for your Jewish family name.
"De cordoba."
Now look for mine.
"De cordoba."
Come with me.
This is your mother,
my sister.
My dear ruy,
you are my only heir.
That is why i made you sheriff.
What better ally than family?
You do the right thing, and then one day,
all of this will be yours.
Friar anselmo knows who you are and that you have the list.
He will not stop until he has destroyed you
and your children, our entire family.
You must finish what I have started.
So you expect me to kill everyone on the list?
If you want your children to survive, yes.
This is madness.
I would have to answer to someone.
Yes, to the highest authority in the province, me.
My dear boy, I wanted to tell you this when you were a child,
but your stubborn mother had other ideas.
You didn't know who you were
or where you came from.
Now I've given you back your roots
and a duty: The salvation of your family, our family.
You know, the only good thing
about our having to forget our origins
is that we can enjoy shrimp,
lobster, and good wine.
Why did you order the letters ll d_e_l_rll
to be carved on the victims?
I ordered the Latin words "dies irae."
You must have missed a few murders.
"Day of wrath" and doom impending,
heaven and earth
in ashes ending.
I have wanted to scream this out loud
ever since I realized that to be born a Jew
was crime enough to be killed.
I wanted to write it in Hebrew, but even now,
I must hide in the language of my oppressors.
Let's hope that you don't find yourself soon
in the need to scream the same.
Isabel?
I talked to lord Francisco.
Is it true?
He kept our portraits.
I kept the key.
We all have one of these--
old, rusty.
It's the key
to everything we left behind...
Our house, our identity.
Why didn't you tell me before?
I wanted to keep you away from it all.
The less you knew, the better.
That's why I sent you away for years,
why you couldn't marry Carmen.
She knew.
You didn't.
You made me live a lie.
Life is worth 1,000 times more than the truth.
My lord,
the mistress, the children--
they inquisition took them away.
No, ruy--ruy!
No one is truly to blame for this--
not your uncle, not even friar anselmo.
Then who?
The brutal persecution of others against us.
It turned brother against brother,
children against their parents.
No!
Anselmo!
Anslemo!
We've been waiting for you.
It's time to answer to your peers.
I'm not afraid to do so.
I'm an honest man.
If I were you, I'd be frightened,
even of my own shadow.
Your meddling
has threatened the well-being of this community,
innocent people
caught up in a world where the greedy
will use any means to satisfy their base desire.
You'll never find the lists if you kill me.
Never!
I knew you could destroy us all
once you found them.
Your family has always
wanted to use that knowledge against the rest of us.
They'll do you no good when you're dead.
But they will surely harm you.
I made sure, if I die,
they go to the priest,
the only one who doesn't know about them.
Isn't that so?
He's bluffing.
His family is on the lists.
Are you willing to stake your life on it
and the life of your children?
Harm me, and it will happen as I say.
And your wife and your children will pay.
[Gunshofl
he may shoot one of us, but that will be all.
I'm sorry-- my children.
What has he been telling you,
that all this bloodshed is only
because of the lists?
Has he told you
what really started all of it?
What are you talking about?
Don't listen to him.
He's just trying to confuse you.
Tell them everything!
Tell them about the governor!
Tell them about your--
[gunshofl
kill him.
But you've killed one of us.
You idiot.
He'll be the death of us all.
After him.
Don't let him get away!
Shoot him!
Seize him! Seize him!
A fitting end:
Buried alive.
Wake up.
This place is pest-infected.
We must clean him up.
Ruy...
I knew--| knew this had to be a mistake.
Shhh.
Listen. Listen.
Where are the children?
It was horrible.
Friar anselmo said you had Jewish blood.
But it's all over.
We can go home.
We can't.
Friar anselmo didn't lie.
No.
Shhh.
No, it's not true.
It's not possible.
Calm down.
Why didn't you tell me this before?
I didn't know it myself.
My children...
They're tainted.
Be quiet.
The guards will hear us.
They must be cleansed. Stop it.
Your origin must be cleansed.
Shh! Shhh!
Are you crazy?
Calm down.
No!
My children will not live in heresy.
Be quiet.
You're putting us in danger.
Isabel
lsabel
lsabeh
shh!
Isabel! No! No!
We must go.
No, no, no.
Come on.
My angels.
Never again.
Take them to her room.
New.!
You can go with her.
Should I kill everyone on the list?
Just those directly involved in the blackmail.
What will prevent the rest
from falling on you with furious vengeance?
Pray that my mercy may create
a new understanding between us all.
And if not?
There is no way out.
I would be hunted like a dog,
and so would my children.
I'll embrace my past, live a double life.
It will have to be
as it was always meant to be:
Your origin protected by my origin,
your secret protected by my secret!
Oh!
Corpus christi.
Baruch ata adonai.
Do you solemnly swear to be the core of a good Christian family?
I do.
Eloheynu melech haolam.
In nomine patris et filii
et spiritus sancti.
Amen.
Please accept my gift in honor of your wedding
and an expression of our newfound friendship.
My lord, may this deepen
the strength of our new covenant.
My lord.
Excellency.
My lord.
Your excellency.
My lord.
Excellency.
My lord.
Your excellency.
Eloheynu melech haolam.
Shehakol barah lichvodo.
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