Well you know my name is Lazaro de Tormes
son of Tome González y Antona Perez
both born at Tejares, village of Salamanca.
They named me so because my birth was in the river Tormes.
My father, may God forgive
today in a sign of that river,
and my mother being there,
she gave birth of me there.
Hunger is a bad counselor, but worse are lies, superstition and ignorance. Rediscover them and you come near the true God. St. Augustine.
Just six years old my father was blamed
of some indentations in the sacks of flour,
and was arrested and suffered persecution by the justice.
I hope he is in heaven,
because the Bible calls them blessed.
To escape gossips came to Salamanca.
We spend there more than we would like
because my mother being without a husband
and for getting close to the good ones
gave me a little brother.
Lazarus!
Here, bring me wine and candles.
Come on, hurry!
Coin rain.
Lad, it's yours.
Each coin, as each man, has his voice.
What you're missing here there you spare.
That's childish,
I know more than 100 prayers for profit.
Just judge, divine wings, wherever you go
carry Christ's weapons,
and draw them and they will not reach you.
Single soul in the field moans and cries
would you have mercy in this hour.
And I know of medicine for toothache,
fainting and mother illnesses.
For poor unmarried
and scraps.
Then prescribe for me,
I suffer so much hunger and interlacing
so that's why I had they put the name of Lazarus
because for me and my mother
never passes the lean time.
You say your name?
Lazaro de Tormes my nickname.
Blind's dog.
Would not you like to change status?
Would ye take me with you?
You could guide me, look, tomorrow I'm going to Toledo.
Mother!
Do you want me to pray for you the prayer of the walled woman?
God bless.
Single soul in the field moans and cries,
have mercy of me in this hour.
This is the man who wants to take my for guide.
He says true, my Lazarus?
If he wants...
It pains me to let him part, you understand,
but if it is to his benefit...
Well, I can not give him gold, but notices to live...
I'll give him a lot!
Anyone I wold not entrust him
but to you, I have no objection.
He is the son of good man,
since his father died in jail
for defending the Catholic faith,
and I trust that from such stick not worse chip.
I only ask you to look for him.
I will, not as servant
but as a son I take him.
Quaff my blessing, Lazarus,
anything else I can give
you know.
I know I will not see you anymore.
Be good and God be your guide.
I have raised you and have made you a good master.
More than one thing from him you will learn,
let not be too many.
Now make a life by yourself.
Lazarus, come on!
Lazarus, get your ear near a bull around here,
and you'll hear noise in it.
You do not hear anything?
Say.
No, nothing.
Learn, fool!
The servant of a blind man must know more than the devil.
My mother cooked for some grooms,
and by frequenting
one of them came home at night
and leave in the morning.
At first I was afraid of his color so black
but when I saw better eating because of him.
I started endearing to him.
So your mom would give you a few other little brother, right?
Yes, she give me a black one.
I remember one day being with my stepfather
the little one seing me and my mother
so white, and he so black,
fled screaming: Mama, the bag man!
Many are in the world who flee from other
because they do not see themselves?
We're getting to the other town,
will we stop a while?
Yes.
And we'll take a bite?
Yes!
Go!
Here, with this bit you are well served.
Should still be tender, is from the day before yesterday.
I miss two pieces, I got four!
They're here, sir.
With this air, don't you feel cold?
I do, I'm old, but you?
I do not want to see you fall into sin
there is a commandment that says:
Give drink to the thirsty.
There's the river,
no better drink,
all the poets sing.
Water flows pure crystalline
trees that are looking yourself at them,
green meadow full of shade,
birds that sow your complaints here,
ivy on the trees,
twisting step by its green inside...
I think you left the jug unattended.
Goodness,
if I have not abandoned it all the time!
How does the smell of tile!
Come on, you can get down.
Walk me, Lazarus, and lay me to shelter.
Take care, man.
Put one foot here.
So much skill need men
to get up when they're short!
An much vice to let them get them down being tall!
In the cart was the jug, go fetch it.
Ok, sir.
Fancy a drink?
No evil shall come.
Then give it, before my boy sees it,
he dies for it.
You never give him?
Not a bit. He has to pay for sips
with dirty tricks he has cast.
Soak the pot between the legs and cover it with the hands,
so it'll be safe.
What is it, Lazarus?
I shiver, sir.
Whether you cold?
Yes, I have plenty.
Would you let me cuddle me between the legs? So I draw more fire.
Come on, get there,
do not complain after me.
Deamon!
What happens?
I have hardly taken two sips and that's thinner than a greyhound.
Do not say that I drink it,
you do not remove it from the hands...
Go, ask the tiler some wood.
You did not get between my legs?
Do not I upset you?
No, son, on the contrary,
I miss you right away,
and with this cold...
Come on, get in.
You do not see any stars?
No, uncle.
As you'll soon see.
I feel drizzle.
You do not feel no drop?
Yes, odd.
Rogue, pitchers should fall over you!
Sad and sour mug, right?
Come on, come.
Bleeding?
Wait, wait!
What hurted you now gives you health.
To proper size the prayers they charge
when who shall pay leaves
strip me of the hood.
They command to perform the prayer of a righteous judge
or of the spirits.
God bless.
Fair judge, divine wings, wherever thou goest
carry Christ's weapons...
Do not catch anything!
That's what's the dish is for.
Yes, sir.
Do you wants me to pray for you the prayer of the walled woman
or the count one?
Single soul in the field moans and cries
have compassion on me
at this time.
Do not throw it in the bag, it will get rotten.
Look, Lazarus, the day has come to a banquet.
Come on, sit me.
Uncle!
You prick one and I another one,
but you will not take more than one grape, like me.
Lazarus, you have cheated me,
you have eaten grapes by threes.
Why do you say that?
Because I ate two by two
and your mum.
Do you see this, Lazarus?,
therefore, many men want to put it on other's head
and nobody wants to have it on theirs.
I do not understand.
You'll understand,
one day will come when they will give you some bad food.
Come on, boy, let's get out of so bad meal that soffocates without eating it.
Why do you say that, Uncle?
Shut up, nephew, according to the tricks that you carry
you'll see how you'll remember what I say.
You already have the sausage?
I hope it's to your liking.
Thank you.
Do not give them to me, I would charge you for it.
With prayers?
No.
Not with prayers.
You'll see, I will give you a brew of herbs very good in these cases.
Take, go to the tavern for a pint of wine.
Here it is, man.
What is this?
Someone changed my sausage.
You should blame me,
I just come back with the wine.
It had to be you.
No, not me, must I always have to bear the blame for everything, everything?
I know you, come!
See? Thief!
And now, what do you say?
Let him alone!
Well, but what has he done?
Using my misfortune he changed me a sausage for a radish.
But if he's just a kid!
Well, il would not finish if I was to tell his exploits.
Who would believe in a boy so young!
Come on, forgive him,
don't you feel compassion?
I should not forgive him, but
go, Lazarus
everything is forgotten.
Help me, what a face!
Wash him with wine.
You owe more to the red wine than to your father
because he once gave you the life
but wine 1000 times has given you life.
What shortcut you're walking me by?
Enough punishment I took, I get into the mud at the deepest
to walk you by the shallowest.
I fear you would breaks your eye
to break two to whom have none.
Go by, go by, here the road is good.
Rogue, take!
Who wants me to pray the prayer of the souls?
Who wants me to pray the prayer of the spirits or the walled woman one?
This water moves, and no one comes,
if we could return to the inn...
The river here is wide
but there is narrow
and if you want we could cross it blindly.
Well, take me, and we'll pass by there.
Get in here, you'll be more covered.
Six yards forward is the passage.
You know that pitchers fall?,
do not waste time, walk me.
Come, it's in front.
Quick, Lazarus!
Set me straight and you jump first.
Yes, uncle, you'll see how well one jumps here by.
Hey, hurry!
Jump all you can!
How have you smelled the sausage and have not smelled the stone?
Fly, fly!
Has already died the poor one?
Do not tell me anything, I understand your pain.
Wait a breath.
You confuse me with another,
it will be me who will die if nobody helps me.
Sorry, bro.
Excuse me.
I'm by myself, do not you know of anyone who might give me a job?
You know how to help mass?
Yes sir, one good thing I have learned.
Come on, come in, if you want to share with me
roof and bread.
May God bless you.
Look, it is not a palace,
us sacristans must be frugal in living
and especially in eating and drinking.
Garnishing a bit these straws
you can sleep better than the king of France.
Have not you heard?
Yes, open, they shall notify the patient's death
whom we have given the last rites.
There is only night, sir,
you must have heard your wishes.
Who I think is calling is your stomach.
It don't calls, asks for help.
In this cabinet there is a string of onions.
Take them, eat, I'll lie down.
If they come come wake me.
There are four onions and a piece,
with one you'll have ration for four days.
For today, as candy, eat the peak.
My goodness, I go out of thunder and meet the lightning!
They have just arrived,
I have to tell the mourners.
You do not know what is a mortuary?
Sorrows, I say to myself.
Sorrows for the relatives,
for the others, the marriage of Camacho.
You pray for many funerals,
and when in Rome do as the Romans.
Oh, Zechariah!
What a shame!
Poor thing, as good as he was!
He was a saint!
With so much bad people as there are out there...
They're taking him, my God!
Saint Rita, you see I'm going right to the grave
this master has more eyes than he should have,
and I can not blind him as to the other.
I have no more consolation than the mortuary
so you should forgive me
if last night, giving the sacraments to the sick man
I asked you not to happening him the best,
but for you to take him away from this world.
Why did not you hear me?
However he got better, and I see he escapes from me.
Help me, Saint Rita,
or you, St Peter, who have the keys to heaven.
Hey, son, I review boilers, pots and pans.
In locks I'm a St Peter,
for there is none that resist any of these.
Come.
What do you want?
I lost the key of that ark
and my master will punish me.
Why do not you try whether one of those works?
I will pay.
Consider it done, boy.
Hurry, lest my master comes again.
You see? There it is.
I have no money, but get your pay from there.
Here, goodbye, boy.
Thanks, and close the door.
Beware the water!
St Rita, take him.
Lazarus!
What happened?
Here someone has eaten.
Who may have been, if it is closed?
Should be the mice.
Mice?
Who would have guessed, I have never heard of any mice in this house.
I understand, they not usually are where there's nothing to eat.
It's that us sacristans should be sparing in drinking and eating.
Do you see? Look here.
But for nothing would be worth their bad habits to them.
Meanwhile, pour me that broth the priest gave me.
Now, damn, leave to another house because in this one you won't get well.
On what do you philosophe, eh?
I was thinking of the poor mice.
Now, on what will they live?
Eat and win, mice are quite clean.
For you, for you is the world.
St Rita, since my master fixed the ark
I'm thinking on leaving him but I don't dare
for two reasons:
First, for fear of even worse times,
the other, because if my first master
wanted to starve me,
and this one brings me to the grave,
if I fall into the hands of another even worse.
I have nothing left but to die.
What would I do?
It's a mess.
Why do not you ask the neighbor for a good piece of cheese
for this guy?
Yes, yes, go, go to ask her.
Yes, what you hear,
and tonight again.
He eats the cheese and doesn't fall into the trap.
If I could catch him...
Where could be that thief?!
I think it is not a mouse.
Should it be another bug?
Earlier in his house used to walk a snake,
as it is long, if the hatch catches it, it snakes out again.
From now I will use milk as bait
and I'll sleep with a stick at reach
to see if so I get to kill it.
I feel sorry for you.
For me, why?
Because these animals are accustomed
to getting into the beds for warmth
and biting creatures sleeping.
God forbid, they scare me pretty much.
Are not you ashamed?
Find yourself a good master.
Where to find one, if God does not breed them?
Lean close to where you see smoke,
where there's smoke a pot boils.
Beware the water!
You have not gone wrong books, it's only urine.
Looking for a master?
Yes, sir.
Well, come. You're lucky you run into me.
Some good prayer you prayed today?
We will hear the Holy Mass, then go home.
We'll hear the Holy Mass and then go home!
Fair judge, divine wings, wherever thou goest
carry Christ weapons,
and draw them and they won't reach you.
Service!
I have clean hands?
Clean as my stomach, sir.
Have not you eaten?
No, sir, was not yet 10 o'clock when I met you.
Well, I had lunch already
and when I eat so early I get like this until night.
So spend as you can, then we'll give you.
Lord, although I have throat as they come,
I'm so healty that I'm never tired from eating.
That is good, the gorge is for pigs.
Well, let's cool the throat.
Come on, cheer up,
here, have a drink.
Lord, I do not drink wine.
It's water.
I have to go, I'll be back by five o'clock,
Stay there and do the house.
To me, to me!
You won't escape!
Coward!
God!
With God, sir.
Where have you been hiding?
Upstairs, at the potty.
Have not you heard? I've just put out a bunch of thieves
trying to get over me.
Come here and learn to fix the bed,
for you to fix it from now on.
From here to the market there is great distance,
and at this hour there are many thieves.
Let us get by as we can,
because I from being alone I have no pantry.
If it's for a night...
soon passes.
Besides, you know: Who eats a lot lives little bit.
Come, lie down at my feet.
You have prayed?
No, sir.
Well come on, give thanks to God for His Divine Providence.
But what are you doing?
I stir, sir,
hunger is not a friend of sleep, and they do not go hand by hand.
My luck will change soon,
and yours,
I am not so poor.
I have in my country a lot
if it were in a Valladolid shore
and not 20 miles from the same Valladolid, where it is,
it would be worth more than 200 times 1000 maravedis
as big and good houses could be built.
And I have a pigeon house that if it was not collapsed as it is
would each year give more than 200 pigeons
if I had pigeons.
I came to Toledo thinking about finding a good settling
but here, although I'm prayed by many gentlemen,
they pay with a sweat jacket or with some worn coat.
What a piece!,
no amount of money in the world will buy it.
See it?
Well, I pledge to curtail with it
with a single stroke a ball of wool.
And me, with my teeth,
a loaf of four pounds.
Tell Lazarus to clean silver
and shake the carpets,
and after making the beds, going for wine.
And you, check the key,
but give it two turns,
so no one do steal us anything.
Put it in the doorway, if I return so I can come in.
How many of these may be
suffering for the honor which would not suffer for Christ?
Want apples?
Thei're very good
they just bring them.
You are the neighbor's page, right?
Come.
He is the servant of Mr Adams.
Come in, you are at home.
What's your name?
Lázaro de Tormes, to serve you.
Here, you should need it.
Do you want to help me?
Yours I am, ma'am.
Make that ball.
You want me to pray the prayer of the count for you?
Single soul in the field moans and cries
have compassion of me in this hour.
You want me to pray the prayer of the walled woman for you?
Thank you, brother, God bless.
I will say the prayer of the righteous judge for your soul.
Fair divine judge where thou goest
carry Christ's weapons
the enemies should have feet
and will not reach you.
May St Antonio multiply it por you, there are not so many well-meaning souls.
Do you want this poor blind pray the prayer of the count for you?
Single soul in the field moans and cries...
Beware the water!
I waited for you to eat
and as you didn'y come, I ate. Where are you coming from?
From commend myself to the people.
You do well, you better ask than steal,
just be careful they do not know that you live with me.
Since I entered this house things never turned out right, but...
I promise that once ended the month
we will no longer stay in it
even if they give it to me.
Hey, Lazarus,
you eat with such joy that you make everybody else desire it even if he isn't hungry.
Those are bread, no?
Yes, sir.
It's the best meal in the world.
They have amassed it hands clean?
Try it,
it doesn't make me sick.
So good it tasted as if today I would not have a bite to eat.
Let everybody know
that being the year low of bread
all poor outsiders
must leave the city
in four days time.
Who onwards are found begging
will be punished with flogging.
Here, Lazarus, go, and with this coin
buy bread, wine and meat,
and be glad, I've rented another house,
and in this sad and dark one
we will only be what is left of the month.
Come back soon, and let's eat like kings.
Oh, my God, what a disgrace!
Oh, cruel pain!
What a shame!
Let me, he was my uncle.
What will become of us!
Where do they lead me!
To the sad and dark house
where they do not eat or drink. They take this dead man to my home?
Let them take him to my house?!
Beware!
Help, help!
Come, lock the door!
Come!
What happens?
They bring here a dead man
or a dozen, so it seemed to me by weight.
Up there I found him,
and his widow came crying
what unfortunate,
where they take you,
to the house dark and gloomy
where they never eat or drink.
They bring him here, sir.
You're right to think it, Lazarus,
but here he doesn't come
as I'm my mother's son
and I do not tell my father's, because that I can not attest,
com on, go get the meal.
And that happened to me eight days ago
but I love him very much, for he is poor
and no one gives what does not have.
Look, look!
What would he dig on the teeth if for four days he didn't chew?
I'm off, so he don't miss me.
Come tomorrow.
With God, Lazarus!
Outta here, crooks, go to another inn
and do not bother my lord,
who came yesterday with the king and is resting.
Lazarus, the month ends today and tomorrow we will leave this house,
but nevertheless I am not happy.
And why did you come here?
You know, I'm from the old Castilla, and came here
because a neighbor did not take off his hat to say hello.
May be he do not take it off because you didn't take off yours before.
No, five times I took it off the first
but as he took it off just a couple
I beated him.
Socks.
I'm just a squire
but if I bump into one count and he doesn't take off his cap not very well
other day that I see him coming
I'll hide in a doorway so as not to greet him.
One day I disgraced an officer
because on greeting me he used to say:
"May God support your grace!"
"Idiot!" I said, you say that as if I were a nobody?
Thereafter he took off his hat and spoke as he should.
And it's no good saying hello to a man.
"May God support you"?
Be careful. At the highest, like me,
you have to talk like
"I kiss your grace hands"
at least.
Thar's why I would not tolerate for anyone from the king to bottom
tell me may God support me.
Thats why God has so little care to support you
if you do not let anyone ask him.
Go, open.
Come in, we are moving and the Porter has left.
The peace of God, my lord.
Stay with Him.
You know why we come.
How much is the rent?
15 maravedies, a whole month,
a gift for a house like this.
My father, who is in glory,
taught me not to argue about money.
And yours, madam?
For the bed eight coins.
Come on a quarter of an hour,
I have to change a piece of two.
Lord!
Do not you have to command me anything?
No, but come.
The sad house is coming to an end, Lazarus
the house where you don't eat nor drink.
You had other masters, and I think you owe them more than me.
I have given you very little.
But now that everything ends, know that I have loved you well,
and I have shared with you what I had.
Yes, sir,
and I am well paid,
for if everythig you split in two
you gave me the rest.
I wanted you to know,
and also give you some advice,
is all I can give you,
it is that in terms of honor never give an inch,
because in these times in it is all the wealth of good men.
For this tuesday it's enough, Lazarus.
The clock is ticking and the merchants from the temple are there.
You see? I follow after my fortune,
one day will come,
and then, for my parents, may them be in glory
I'll send a carriage for you.
You will be my room master, Lazarus.
Many houses we will rise,
and a great palace
in your lot,
with loft and everything.
Goodbye, Lazarus!
I kiss the hands of
your Grace.
Do not I say? He went to change the coin has gone with the change!
But didn't he had a servant?
We could torture him, and you see how he'll sing,
and just in case we can pick a sheriff.
He would smell the toast, and have ran away.
Beat her!
Mule!
Oh, come on, woman, get out of there and toss me a hand.
Your mother!
Push!
Let go of the reins.
Push.
Pull out, pull!
Go mule!
Take it from there, go!
I thought we won't get out.
What a trail, eh?
Well, lad, you have behaved. Where are you going?
Where you ride me.
What can you do?
Nothing, sir,
I am a teacher in getting by.
Come on, come, we are players of the tongue,
and if you come, something will stick on you.
And I will celebrate that it is not much.
Come up.
Go, Bernarda!
Yes, I promise no doubt...
to Mr Ruiz, come here.
I want to see how great you are before I go.
Come on, fuck her in this bed.
He will not be so rude
entering the forbidden without a license.
In those you?
I do not expect most here, Fiadora
you dawn without pain and without color.
With God.
So be it.
Leave us.
What? Did you stopped in that town?
In spite of myself.
They think that by saying they're Christians they're saved without giving any of their money.
Then would not hover any vendor of pope's bulls?
Collecting his tithes has enough the poor priest.
And that if he has predicament.
At saying he is good as gold,
but as tripes ofen to Toledo
the sheriff camps rampant.
The sheriff realy is of relief.
And the priest is in town now?
Hopefully, other cock would have sung,
but he'll soon come back, tomorrow.
Yes?
Well, have a nice trip, good man!
I have a good horse,
the St Fernando's,
walk a mile and the next one walking.
Go, Lazarus, put Marijuela a very pious coping
it's beneath the car.
And you, take out the monk's robes,
we'll sell more bulls
as if pears we were giving as gift.
Good and holy mornings, Mr. Sheriff.
Good they are
holy, I put into question.
The coping is ready, sir.
Wait a hair.
Mary!
Hey, what's the sexton's house?
That one there, in the corner.
And the Reverend?
He's in Toledo.
Too bad, I come to take the bull of the holy cross.
The day after tomorrow he will be back.
Too late for my holy mission.
Sorry, I've got some things for his reverence
sweets, figs and some marzipan.
We left a bag or two?
It depends, but I see we will left empty bags,
No one can give us a hand.
Hurry, Lazarus, let's go,
divine providence so disposes.
But could leave some lettuce and pears to the sexton, which we brought to the Reverend.
Come in, your reverence,
is poor house, but I will not
let you stay at the inn.
Ale ayacta est, (faked latin)
as said.
St Tomas.
Come, vi, vinci, as Saint Augustine said,
on such occasions,
and advised to navalis prelius
congresione misera est.
Wise advice. Well, St. Augustine's, uh?
If he saw these times we live!
If he lived!
He would have thrown the money-makers from the temple
as he did in the Indies.
And those who think to save their souls
without giving tithes and bulls.
Naves oligatas absum apericus Maris.
They'll buy them, right?
What, father?
Like what? Bulls.
Here no one has yet taken the bull.
No?
They do not think of the poor little captive brethren
waiting to buy their freedom
only with these alms?
For me it has to be, father.
The sheriff, run!
We'll cry for people to come to the square.
With God.
Come in, Mr. Sheriff, just arrived the reverend.
Licensed by the reverend
what business brings you here?
One that at this time for what is seen
is not quite getting well unless you help me.
If it's good...
It's to sell these bulls.
Naud prosu medicau Aliquo
prosunte prodese.
I mean.
All roads lead to Rome.
The roads are full of sinners,
but a pious business, and as is clear, well...
Will talking your grace?
Sure, we can talk.
And so that everything goes right it will be good to put stops
and put commas.
No, many commas not
for prayer
can be considerably weakened.
Boy, bring wine.
Should we play?
I will not say no.
Nor me, I'll do third.
What will you bet?
At 21.
Yes, that.
In two games if they match,
three or more to decouple.
Ok.
Hold up.
Now you.
Who distributes and splits
takes the best part.
What do you mean?
These cards have a virtue with who understand them.
It's me who do not understand.
It is clearer than water
with an ace to the first,
21 being the raise, the money stays at home.
You're a cheater!
Always spokes who must stay mum!
You think I not know of your life and miracles.
Reverend fury?
There he is, minister of the holy cross!
It's the wine, do not heed.
I forgive him, but shut up!
What shameless
and also plays the saint!
Why do not you turn the other cheek?
Already I can see your feathers, language comedian.
Please respect these habits!
For this sin I will take you between the doors, you are as prist as I am.
Shut up, you thief!
Beware, that may not be left of you even a corn!
Comedian!
Out!
Calm down!
What offense to the holy church!
Sorry for your priesthood.
No, for me it is forgotten,
we must forgive our debtors,
what hurts me is an insult to my sacred ministry.
They do not respect anything.
Better not wiggle,
do not leave and spend the night here.
Do it, tomorrow he will be calm.
Yes, I will lay, with your permission.
And the boy, what is he doing?
He already knows where he is accommodated.
Truth?
Lazarus, come back in the early morning.
They say that the bulls are false.
Sheriff's things.
As he is not very clean of dust and straw.
Silence!
Shut up!
Brothers,
I have met you here as such
as we are all children of the same faith
and the same mother,
the holy church.
Ven, vidi, vinci.
As Saint Augustine said.
He added wisely
before navalis prelio
congrsionem Miseratio.
Xerxes cuatrurmilia
armatorum delvost.
And if we are brothers
how can we ignore
the voice of those who, like us
pray, and yet
are groaning under the chain of the infidel.
There will be people here
heartless, that rather than give something
of what God's mercy
has given them
dare to let be prisoners
those who expect everything
of the Holy Bull?
As stated very clearly Satanejo
in his chronicle of the Gallic Wars.
Naved salivatum asum
apericulis apid venis
viri...
Et templum apolini
diribien.
Thunderum arrives.
Thunderum, that he comes over us!
And Thunderum comes.
How can be
souls who do not want to do this charity
and prefer losing the indulgences
that brings the bull.
How they might think...
Hey, people!
Listen for a moment and then listen to whoever you want.
I came with this swindler who cheated me
and told me to assist him in the business of selling bulls
and we'll split the profits,
but seeing the damage it would do to my conscience
I declare that he's not a priest
and that the bulls preaches are false.
And as I don't have nothing to do with them
from now on I give up the rod.
So if he were ever punished for his cheating.
You are witnesses that I am no part.
Make him go! Out!
Yes, get out, with rod and everything!
This is a scandal, go away!
Hear me, brothers.
Hear me, for charity.
If you want to say something else say it,
I'm here.
Much more could be said of all his lies,
but it's enough for now.
St. Crispin, you see,
you know how unjustly I have been insulted,
do nothing for me
do a blind eye.
But for the injury done to the Church
and the damage done to those poor prisoners
in hard need of that bulls,
St Crispin
I pray, I beseech you, put the record straight,
But if any of those who had intended to take these bulls
lending credence to the words of this man
cease to do so,
it will cause a great damage
to himself and his neighbor.
St. Crispin, I ask you to do a miracle.
If it is true what he says,
let me drown by these stones buried!
And yet, if it is true what I say.
St. Crispin, then
that he may be punished.
Miracle!
For pity's sake, help him!
Forget the past, everything is his fault, but
free him from evil.
What are you waiting for, Father?
Brothers,
we must never return evil for evil.
For this reason.
Pray to St. Crispin
to forgive this poor man.
Lazarus, come
come closer.
Go, fetch me some water.
Hey, do not bring me blessed water,
bring it from the well.
Go.
Lazarus, Lazarus, the water!
Bring it, you stay here.
Here.
Miracle, miracle!
Sorry,
I did it for revenge of his holyness,
yes, and on the advice of the devil,
that hurts from them taking the bulls.
To me, to me, hurry!
There are enough for everyone!
Here, 52 ounces, six white
and 20 maravedies.
I thought we would get more.
Well it has not been bad business,
you know about the semicolons.
Who's there?
Who is it?
Come out, come!
I'm going to fix you!
What did you do, say?
Let him go.
Be still, do not hit the boy, leave him in peace.
Why has to poke his nose into this?
That's good in a servant
he must know the master slates
not only to shut them up
but to cover them.
Go, go.
Go, Lazarus, dress the Marijuela.
You hear? We must say goodbye to the people.
Goodbye, chosen people.
Farewell, my flock lambs.
It would be too much to ask that you leave us the yard?
I would leave it if this did not harm my holy mission
but the miracle will be extended
and I'ńń sell more than 3,000 bulls in a breath.
Then take this gold and silver one as if it were the working one.
Let it be for your example.
Ale ayat taest.
Father, do not go yet!
As you released the sheriff from the devil
you can do much for me.
Well, not me, I have a brother who
is so sick
that if God does not intervene
is going to die.
Wait!
He is two miles from here,
with my parents. In a jiffy
you could go with your horse.
God will put the rest.
You see, I ask nothing for me
but well I needed.
Get up, my child.
I would want you not to go wrong
but in all that you say only one thing is certain, your faith,
and if with it should came the light in your eyes
and you should see me
you would understand that for once I do not lie,
for I am the most false of those men have not seen,
and I swear I'm the worst of all here present.
Do not expect anything from me.
God, to whom nothing is hidden,
knows I'm not lying.
He alone can give you. Farewell, my dear.
Goodbye, father, goodbye!
Farewell, brothers!
I'll always remember you, bye!
Andrew, and the dog?
I'm not Andrew.
I don't recognice your voice
who are you?
I'm not from here
I am passing by.
Where were you going?
I can guide you,
I can do Lazarus.
You are the servant of his reverence
is he coming home?
Your master is very kind,
and if he should want... tell me
will he come?
Why are you silent?
Do you know? He doesn't stop moaning.
You do not have brothers or sisters, right?
Neither mother, nor anyone in the world?
No,
nobody.
What's wrong with you?
Tell.
Is it that you're crying?
Wait, do not go!
Hey!
My greatest remorse
is the miracle business
for the damage to truth and religion that can come up.
I'm afraid of God.
Yes, but in the secrecy of confession you told me,
and even if they should kill me I would never say a peep.
I know, and therefore
so that people know the truth
it tell it out of the confession secret.
And now, Father, command me the repentance,
for my sins and my little sins.
I regret it.
Do not hurry, son, for getting up earlier does not dawn sooner.
Your master is looking for you.
Where have you stayed?
What's wrong?
Ok, you're right
you too have had a hand in the business.
Here.
Hurry, and go with your master, he was waiting for you.
Hey, you're not reaching anywhere at his side
you were born grown up.
Seems too little?
Well, for me not to be.
Here.
Why does it play?
What may happen?
Come on.