NAZCA, PERU
[wind blowing]
[truck horn honking]
[military action music playing]
[horn honking]
-[fly buzzing] -[donkey grunts]
[grunting]
[squealing]
[man screams]
[quiet, dramatic music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
The cart fell down, gentlemen, forgive me!
It was my fault.
Forgive me.
[chatter over radio]
[tense music playing]
Gentlemen.
[in English] This access could be better.
[in English] Yes, it’s closer than the other and it's easier.
[gasping]
[grunts]
[dramatic action music playing]
[screaming]
[laughing]
-[stabbing] -[screaming]
[laughing]
[shouting]
30 COINS
[music ends]
[rope creaking]
SEGOVIA, SPAIN
CAUTION
They ran out of gas and just left it.
[sighs] They'll have gone for a gas can.
Fuck, and they couldn't park on the shoulder?
Let's go.
[bird cawing]
-[Ricardito] Excuse me, Sergeant. -[Laguna] Yes?
-I see you walking so confidently. -What?
-Looks like you know where you're going. -Because I know where I'm going.
Could you share it with the rest of the class?
-I'm going home! -He says he's going home.
[sighs] I thought we were going somewhere.
Sure, to stop the end of the world, right?
That's kind of the idea, yes.
[Enrique] Don't involve me in your troubles.
If we're going a long way, count me out.
Fuck, Dad.
Only thinking of yourself.
Dad's getting on in years.
Look, Laguna. Laguna.
You can't go home now.
No? Why not?
Because the Guardia Civil, the National Police
and the Ministry of the Interior will be looking for us.
The first place they'll go is your home.
-Have no doubt about that. -I don't give a fuck.
He wants to talk to his wife.
But it's not the time.
You didn't see her crying, desperate, because she thought I was crazy.
You're not crazy, you're doing fucking great.
Thanks, Antoñito.
It's hard to fit our lives in with this Godless thing ruling the world.
We're actually privileged.
Other people have no fucking idea what's going on.
They live their sleepy lives, as we did before.
Exactly.
Now we're awake.
We know what's going on, we know what's behind this farce.
And what's behind this farce? I really don't get it.
You don't? And all those clippings you compiled, what?
What are you on about? The fucking wall of the windmill covered in stickers?
It's all in here.
Right here, archived. Right, Antonio? Explain it to him.
-Who, me? -Yes, you.
-Go. -[gasps]
Two places, two nuclei!
Very good. The first.
The black rock marks it out.
The ritual is done there.
A fucking amazing ritual!
They're going to open a hole in the sky and God will look through it!
-Is that bad? -No one survives his gaze.
Not even them.
If God looks at you, He strikes you down!
He crushes you!
So what the fuck are those people doing there?
Yes, they're crazy, totally!
Even the Devil fears them!
How can we stop them?
By destroying nucleus two.
OK, and where is it?
It can't be far, I can see it.
-You see it? -Yes.
What's it like?
Like a church but inside it's full of cables.
I can't take this shit anymore, I've been at it for months!
No, let's think about it. You forget what we've got.
No, I've scoured it up and down and it's only numbers.
-He's a numbers person. -Not numbers. Codes.
Let's not disregard people because they don't exactly fit the bill.
Max, say something.
[in English] Say something.
Come here!
-[Salcedo] A bit of respect. -[in English] Max! Max, numbers.
The computer!
N-- Numbers-- You do!
Max! Max!
Come on!
[lively folk music playing]
TOGETHER WITH SEGOVIA
[microphone feedback]
This isn't real, is it?
[all, laughing] No!
I mean, naturally I have this moment etched in my mind,
because it was precisely this day that it all came crashing down.
[ominous sound]
[faint, dramatic music playing]
[exhales deeply]
It's all gone fucking wrong.
[in English] You can get it back, Paco.
There's still time.
[Barbrow laughs]
Here. Here.
How about-- How about a beer? Huh?
Nice and cold, just the way you like it.
[sighs]
BEER
[in English] It's cold.
You know she still loves you. She's willing to forgive you.
[sighs] She's crazy.
Yeah, crazy about you.
I don't know what the hell you give 'em, Paco, but you're the only thing she wants.
Look I've... offered her everything.
You know, and when I say everything, I mean everything, believe me.
You hungry?
[mysterious music playing]
-What? -Ah.
What do you have?
-Surprise. [laughing] -Ohhh.
[chuckles like a child]
[laughing] Mmm.
Mmmm.
This is life.
And death.
[gasping and choking]
[groaning]
Everything will be like it was before.
-You'll see. -[groans]
Somewhere else, but like before.
[groaning]
[music becomes ominous and intense]
[music stops]
-Don't take it like this, it's not so bad. -[gasping]
[grunting]
Don't take it like this?
You've got me handcuffed, bitch.
Paco, look at me.
You know I love you more than anything in this world and I'd never hurt you, right?
Let me out of here, please.
-No, that can't be. -[mysterious music playing]
When you're over that woman, I'll let you go,
but now I must protect you.
She'll end up hurting you.
I'm doing all this for you.
And for us. Hm?
I really love her, Merche.
[chuckling] How can you love her?
Don't talk nonsense.
It's something else.
You're pussy whipped.
[sighs]
But ours is love. True love.
[gasp] You don't love me.
-What do you mean? -You only love yourself!
-Don't talk nonsense. -Yes.
You love your things,
your hotel, your husband,
but you don't want anything taken from you.
And is that so strange?
-Huh? -Yes.
Because I'm none of those things, Merche.
I was your husband, but I'm a person first.
Oh, please.
Where'd you get that from?
She told you that, didn't she?
[chuckles]
What a cliché.
Listen closely, you bitch.
Sooner or later I'll get out of here, got it?
-[grunts] -[panting]
[groaning]
You'll get out of here, yes, but with me.
[faint, ominous music playing]
[music stops]
[in Danish] Things can't be done fast, this takes time.
-What did he say? -That you suck and to shut up.
All you do is pester people.
What he said was shorter.
-Please, don't argue because of me. -[Enrique] You're in cahoots.
[sighs]
[truck horn honking]
[groan]
Let him work in peace here, OK?
[typing]
[Haruka] No, Max, hold on.
That's no use, they're holiday photos.
No, no, no. That's him, Barbrow.
A church full of cables, please!
The voices don't lie. They never lie.
BARAJAS AIRPORT, SPAIN
-[hostess] Welcome to Flight 30 to Rome. -Over here, we're in this row, sweetie.
The flight will take two hours.
Captain Petrucelli and the crew wish you a good journey.
-[man sighs] -Do you smell that?
-What's wrong? -What's that stench?
-My God! It stinks! -It stinks.
[man] What's that stink? It smells awful.
[woman] Honey, it's unbearable!
There's an awful smell in this plane, I can't stand it.
Talk to the flight attendant, see if they can change us.
[man] Wait, maybe it'll go away by itself.
[woman] Go away? It stinks!
-[man] Why can't you talk to her? -[woman] Go on.
Go talk to her.
It's alright, sweetie.
My Lord.
[Antonio] When the resuscitated translate the black book,
it'll all be clearer.
[Haruka] Look out, Antonio's speaking.
They'll go to the desert and read between the lines
to find the nucleus where the saucers are hidden.
-[Haruka] What? -Flying saucers!
[Curro] Hey, not this! Come on.
I need the medication!
Let's say the first thing that comes to mind and see what happens.
It's here! It's here, fuck!
It's here! Fuck! Fuck!
FAIL AGAIN, FAIL BETTER
-"Fail again, fail better." -What's that?
-Paolo Coelho, for sure. -It's by Beckett.
-The poetry guy? -[Rogelio] Gustavo Adolf Bequer!
Good old fucking Bequer!
[mysterious music playing]
-[in English] "Down load". -Fuck, download!
DOWNLOAD
[people chattering]
I'm going to the bathroom.
Excuse me, can you say something to that person? It stinks here.
I can't throw anyone off.
How do you expect us to stay in our seats? Do you want to check for yourself?
The smell is unbearable.
It's that man there.
[quiet, mysterious music playing]
[computer bleeps]
[Laguna] Fuck, he opened it. Ha!
That's my Max. [chuckles] He's Danish.
So smart, so good...
[in Danish] I've done what I can.
Wait. Right there. What is B C N?
-Shit, Barcelona! -The second nucleus!
-The Sagrada Familia. -No way! It says that it's right by here.
-Shall we go? -Take a bus, find the church with cables.
-[Curro] With cables. -[Laguna] You're right.
-With this... we're not... Sure. -We're not going anywhere.
All fucking day the same thing, tearing it all down.
-And you shut up, don't go along with him. -[Laguna] You know what I say?
I'm going to look for my wife.
When you have something definite, find me, and we'll go where you like.
Sure, don't worry, I'll sort it all out for you. Because your wife's alive, right?
But Jonás is dead.
-[Concha] Who's Jonás? -[Salcedo] Her boyfriend.
-He's not her boyfriend. -Her partner.
I haven't done this whole Santiago Road with you guys, whom I don't know at all,
to go home now.
-Me neither. -Me neither.
Or me.
You guys have got a screw loose.
[inspirational music playing]
[sighs]
[music stops]
[quiet, ominous music playing]
[tooth clatters]
[sighs]
[music becomes quite and dramatic]
[groaning]
[moist squishing]
[groaning]
[moaning]
-[knocking] -Coming.
-[knocking] -Just a moment!
[ominous music playing]
[squirting]
[ominous music intensifies]
Keep quiet.
Bloody kids!
[quiet, dramatic music playing]
Don't worry. Nothing bad will happen to anyone.
I've taken care of that.
But why can't I stay?
No, you're coming, we're going to need you.
What for?
I don't know, but we're going to need you.
ROME, ITALY
[sniffling]
[in Italian] Lady...
are you feeling bad?
Don't worry. It'll all be fine.
You know what my motto is?
"Try again, fail again, fail better."
It's by Beckett.
[chuckles faintly]
POLICE
Relax. Salcedo sent me. No one wants anything to happen to you.
You'd better come with me. Alright?
Should we trust this guy?
What do you want to do, dumbass?
That's true too.
[officer] Go on, everyone to the cars.
Get inside, go on.
Take it easy, eh?
-I have to take my medication. -Don't worry. Everything's in the cells.
Are you sure?
-I'll get in myself, OK? -Hurry up.
[indistinct chatter]
[grunts]
FIUMICINO AIRPORT, ITALY
[quiet, tense music playing]
[music becomes ominous]
-[in Italian] Hello. -[in Italian] Hello.
The next flight to Madrid?
Madrid...
[in Spanish] I'm sorry, it's all full until tomorrow afternoon.
[in Spanish] No, there must be a way.
The best I can do is put you on a waiting list.
There are always last-minute cancellations.
[cell phone ringing]
[ominous, dramatic music playing]
[gasps]
[people muttering]
[ringing continues]
[answers phone]
[Vergara] Elena, it's me.
-I know it's hard to accept... -This can't be.
There's no time, listen to me. Where are you?
At Fiumicino Airport.
[Vergara] Me too, listen closely.
See you in five minutes at the Information Desk, Departures.
You can't be calling me.
[Vergara] I can't explain it right now.
-Manuel. -[Vergara] Go ahead.
Are you a ghost?
[Vergara] See you in five minutes.
Please, put the phone down.
[disconnects call]
[woman chattering indistinctly over speaker]
[grunts]
Sir, you can't come here-- [gasps]
[dramatic action music playing]
[grunts and screams]
Hey, stop where you are!
[grunts]
[people chattering excitedly]
[grunting]
-[rapid gunfire] -[people screaming]
-[screams] -[grunts]
[screams]
Not bad for a dead guy.
[faint action music playing]
[Santoro] Let's go.
-[dramatic action music playing] -[people shouting]
[music becomes faint and tense]
[heartfelt music playing]
[gasps faintly]
You smell really bad.
I'm dead.
That's for sure.
I've missed you.
I've missed you too.
Forgive me for what I did to you. Paco had nothing to do with it.
-Don't leave me alone again. -I'll never desert you.
-I tried to warn you. -I know.
-It was you, you were with me. -Of course it was me.
[Santoro clears throat]
-Is that what I think it is in that bag? -[music stops]
-What's he doing here? -Do we know each other?
You chased me in a dream.
-Everything's fine, Elena. -He's on our side now?
No, you're on my side.
Let's say we're strange travelling companions.
I only hope this of some use.
We need it to stop someone.
The one with the coins.
He has all of them.
And he's bound to be watching us now. We don't have much time.
Lombardi told me about him. He's in Nazca, Peru.
[ominous music playing]
[Vergara] They are already here.
[Santoro] There are many of them and they're everywhere.
[Elena] What do we do now?
We are surrounded.
I need a locked room with a mirror.
I won't be able to stop them for long.
I only need two minutes.
Come.
Wait for us in five minutes with a car behind that gate.
A car?
A car...
[ominous music continues]
[people screaming]
[grunting]
[dramatic action music playing]
[in Italian] Get out. [screaming] Get out!
[music becomes mysterious]
Chapter five, God's Gaze.
[man screaming]
[people screaming]
[gunfire]
[woman screams]
-[door opens] -[dramatic action music playing]
[gasps and groans]
[in Italian] Please, don't hurt me.
-You see that book? -[panting] Yes.
-Turn the pages. -What?
Turn the pages of the book!
-But why? -I said turn the pages!
-It burns! -Go on! Go! Go on!
[man] It burns!
[man gasps]
-It burns! -Go on! Go!
[man groans agonizingly]
7, 5, 77, 6, 5, 4,
66, 7, 8,
6, 88, 7, 9, 5...
7, 5, 77...
[people shouting]
-Stop! -[woman in Italian] Get away from my car!
-Get out! Out! -What do you want?!
That crazy bitch is stealing my car!
[person screams]
-[screaming] -7, 5, 77...
[ominous, dramatic music playing]
88, 7, 9, 5...
-[gun clicking] -[rapid gun fire]
[people screaming]
[dramatic action music playing]
[men grunting]
[music becomes quiet and tense]
[Santoro] Got it!
[Vergara] Let's go!
[people screaming]
[tires screeching]
-[in Italian] The Eye of Blood. -Are you serious?
[in Spanish] I saw it in the book.
7, 5, 77, 6, 5, 4... I'm going to record it, give me your phone.
The Pope's staff, he cannot be separated from it.
Shut up.
7, 5, 77, 6, 5, 4...
Is it a numerical system?
It all comes down to a number system...
-Shut up, for Christ's sake! -Yeah, alright.
7, 5, 77, 6, 5, 4, 66, 7,
8, 6, 88, 7, 9, 5.
-Where are we going? -[Vergara] Where do you think?
-The usual place. -Where's the usual place?
Sorry, I'm not used to this.
The Vatican.
Straight ahead.
BARCELONA, SPAIN
Well, we're here. Now what?
The church with cables.
A church with cables, that's it!
Sure, but how does it go? Do we ask people, or what?
No, no, let's see... This is the middle.
We'll establish a perimeter and analyze our chances
of finding something that looks like a church with cables.
Establish whatever perimeters you want, but do it on Google Maps.
[Haruka] I'm on Google Maps, it's not that simple.
There are over 500 churches of 15 denominations.
[Danish] What about places with cables?
Not now, Max, please, man. Antonio...
[Laguna] Do we send Antonio to go around sniffing for churches with cables?
Is that our level of bullshit?
-Antonio. -He just left. Because of you!
[Laguna] Because of me!
-Now it's my fault! Fuck that! -[cell phone rings]
-[Salcedo] What's wrong? -Where are you?
I can't now. I'll call you later.
-Don't fucking hang up. -What's wrong?
You're crazy, that's what's wrong.
All your friends are making statements and they obviously need psychiatric attention.
I'm going to need it too when I get out of here.
Put us all in the asylum, if you want to, but I can't talk to you now, I'm busy.
I don't understand!
Shit, look where he is! Antonio! Quickly, Haruka!
-What are you doing in Barcelona? -Who told you?
I'm calling the Mossos de Escuadra. You're not right in the head!
How do you expect me to be?
Look, I'm sick to fuck
of people looking at life from outside,
all day criticizing the world! This is good, this is bad...
-OK, perfect. -What do you mean, perfect?
Nothing, I have your location now.
You bastard!
Come.
[mysterious music playing]
[in Italian] Don't look at me.
Pretend you're not talking to me.
Look the other way, they're filming us.
-What's he doing here? It's a trap! -[in Italian] No, relax, he's with me.
[in Italian] My dear Francesco, how can you treat me like this?
Traitor.
It's all fine, Francesco, we need the Holy Father. Is it possible or not?
-It looks like makeup. -What?
Your face, it's made up like his.
It's a long story. Will you take us to the Holy Father or not?
We must speak to His Holiness as soon as possible.
[dramatic action music playing]
[door creaks open]
[elevator bell dings]
PONTIFICAL CHAMBERS
[music becomes quiet and mysterious]
The Holy Father is in Rome?
The news said that he left the city.
The news also said that you were dead.
[music fades out]
Whoo hoo hoo! It's there!
[excited whimpers]
It's there!
It's there! It's there!
[laughing hysterically]
-Fuck, he's going to die because of me! -Antonio, get down from there!
It's there! It's there!
He sure loves heights. Get down, man.
-[laughing] -But what's he pointing at?
[Haruka] Get down, get down!
Get down.
-[Salcedo] Where is he pointing? -Antonio. You scared me, buddy.
-I saw it! It's there, I saw it! -Where?
-[Haruka] There, where? -The shiny thing.
-[laughing] -[Haruka] Wait a moment, wait.
[quiet, dramatic music playing]
It's-- It's the Supercomputation Center!
[laughing] There you go!
-Yes. -There you go! [laugh]
-Let's go. -You're right!
Fuck, fuck.
[music becomes faint]
They've built a fortress that's spell-proof.
The poor old man is terrified.
A bit of respect.
Sorry, Francesco,
we speak freely because we know the Holy Father more intimately than you.
Don't get upset.
Fabio, please.
[bell ringing]
[in Spanish] We're entering the panic room.
[loud metallic locks clicking]
[quiet dramatic music playing]
[music becomes suspenseful]
[in English] Here we have the Power 9 block of Mare Nostrum 4,
which started operating in May.
Capable of carrying out 11,865 operations
per watt of energy consumed,
this efficiency places it at number 3 in the ranking of supercomputers,
above its Chinese counterpart.
[in English] Can you confirm that you are developing a quantum systems program?
Not yet. Mare Nostrum 5 will surpass the computation number
by another 200,000 operations--
[in Danish] Are we talking about other computer?
-Do you have a quantum computer? -Uh...
[in Danish] I can't give you that information.
[in English] But the reports have been removed from your website.
The variables surpass the capacity of the supercomputer.
We would need another larger supercomputer to analyze them.
-Do you understand? -Haruka, that guy, in blue.
He's one of them.
Yes, he was at the conference, with Barbrow.
Watch him.
[Haruka] Fuck.
[suspenseful music continues]
[electric chime]
-[Haruka] Let's go. Move it. -[Salcedo] Yeah.
[Antonio] Let's go.
[Haruka] We are.
Run! Run!
CENTER FOR NATIONAL SUPER COMMUNICATION
Hold on! Hold on! Hold on!
They've been expecting you.
No no no no. Come on. Be cool.
ESSENTIAL CONFERENCE BY CHRISTIAN BARBROW IN THE VATICAN
[in Italian] It's a miracle.
[in Italian] We've come back from the dead.
[Pope] I don't mean that.
[in Italian] What is a miracle then, Your Holiness?
That you're together.
A menace greater than our differences makes us join forces.
Christian Barbrow. I'm aware of it.
He's feared by the Devil himself and I'm not exaggerating.
When we were alive, we fought to rule the world.
But he does not aim to rule it.
He wishes to annihilate it.
How could this happen?
Let's not look for culprits.
Let's look for solutions.
Your Holiness, we need this.
[ominous music playing]
The Eye of Blood!
Spilt by Longinus and gathered up by Mary Magdalene.
The blood from Christ's side that watered Calvary.
-[echoing stab] -[groaning]
[in Spanish] They seek objects that hurt Christ.
The suffering of God,
the most powerful of energies.
The nails of the Cross,
the thorns of the crown,
the lance of Longinus.
[Paco] Of who?
[Vergara] Longinus, the Roman soldier who pierced Christ's side with his lance.
-[stabbing] -[grunts]
[in Italian] Only the Eye of Blood can stop God's Gaze
from striking the face of the Earth.
Impossible, it cannot be taken out of the Vatican, it's...
Is it necessary for your own safety?
Are you insinuating that I care more about myself than the Church?
[inhaling] Basically, yes.
[mysterious music playing]
If I've learned anything these past years
it's that I'm surrounded by traitors dressed as lambs...
who deceive and lie...
stabbing me when my back is turned.
However, it seems that you, Father Vergara,
aware of all this, have learned nothing.
[sighs]
This man mocked us as if we were children.
He pretended to be my greatest ally,
when all he wanted was to supplant me.
He's a damned Cainite
who twisted the course of the Church,
playing with the wills of the Cardinals,
who, still today, are seduced by his filthy words.
[inhales]
This man humiliated you, betrayed you.
Fabio Santoro killed you, Father Vergara.
Now you return from Hell itself with him, holding his hand.
What do you want me to do, hand you the staff just like that?
Don't you realize that you're falling into his trap again?!
How can you be so naive?!
You know that Santoro, Satan, you and I are all the children of God,
and we want to and must remain part of Creation.
Well, the only way to stop God from being what He is
is to join forces,
to forget good and evil and to think only of survival.
That's not Christian.
-But it works. -[gasps]
Arrest them!
[guards gasps and grunts]
No!
[choking]
He's a blowhard who knows absolutely nothing.
[screaming and gasping]
[in Spanish] He's God's representative on Earth.
[Santoro in Spanish] No.
He's the accountant that runs the estates.
Please, Manuel, wake up!
He's the reason that your dear church is the way it is now:
lost, abandoned, in negligent hands!
There was a need for an iron fist.
-Someone like you. -Of course, me!
But because of you, damn you, humanity is now in peril.
-It wouldn't have happened with me. -[screaming and gasping]
Let go of him!
Let go of him or I swear I'll smash it on the floor!
-[Pope continues screaming and gasping] -[ominous music playing]
[screaming]
Vergara, you've sold your soul!
-You're a Judas! -I hope so.
I hope to be able to save humanity, as he did.
[Elena] Did you get it?
Yes, he was very understanding.
[siren blaring]
[Elena] So now what?
[Vergara] Now we head to Peru.
[grunting]
[screaming]
-It's over. Relax, relax. -[stops screaming]
-Elena, it's over. -[panting]
It's over.
[gasps]
[sighs]
-[gasps] -We're almost there.
When all this is over, what are you going to do?
Don't make fun of me.
I'm serious.
-Do I answer you seriously? -Of course.
Ask Satan.
Does he rule us now?
We're his puppets.
But in my case, a dead puppet.
I saw him, Elena, I saw him on his throne.
And he's not as bad as he seems.
Neither good nor bad.
[mysterious music playing]
He's the author.
So, God...
He signs under his pseudonym to sell himself better, but he's the same.
There are different ways of showing himself to the press.
When things go how he wants, he takes responsibility and he has a white beard.
When he loses control, the horns appear.
[music fades out]
Let's try this way.
What the fuck, man?
Is there an alternative?
[Laguna] Come on.
Fuck, this is bullshit. I pass.
-Got a better idea? -[Haruka] I don't know, girl.
With a fake card, for example.
You're a cop, you'll know.
Keep your voice down?
Give me two days and I'll get you great certification, but we don't have two days.
Don't argue.
I'm not arguing, shit, or I am...
I don't know.
Never mind. What we will get here is poisoned, for sure.
Maybe we'll find a bathroom that's connected.
And come up through the bowl.
[in Danish] We're lost. It doesn't matter.
-What did he say? -Wait. Let's see.
WE'RE LOST, IT DOESN'T MATTER
Fuck this.
It looks like it goes the other way, not to the building.
IT LOOKS LIKE IT GOES THE OTHER WAY, NOT TO THE BUILDING.
[Laguna] What did he say?
-I'd better not tell you. -[Salcedo] What?
[chuckles]
You're not telling us?
-Where are you going? -I don't know, straight ahead.
AREQUIPA, PERU
[quiet, tense music playing]
[snaps fingers]
-[vehicle engine starts] -Now what?
-[whooshing sound] -[car chirps]
[car engine starts]
[quiet, tense music stops]
Come on.
The place we're going to is big.
[in English] If the girl says it's like that, it is like that.
-What the fuck, dude, you speak English! -Of course.
[echoing, metallic creak]
-This way. -[quiet, ominous music playing]
Come on.
[machine whirring]
Well, it looks like we're fucked.
[quiet action music playing]
Three tickets.
I don't know how to tell you this.
What?
Your ear just fell off.
Come on, this way.
[men grunting and groaning]
[quiet action music continues]
[man shouting]
-Are you the ones from Chile? -[music stops]
No, we're Spanish.
Where are you going with those golf clubs?
Do you really think you'll have time?
[chuckling]
No, they're not actually golf clubs.
-They're machine guns. -[soldier] Sorry?
Open the bag.
[bleeping and chatter on walkie talkie]
Spaniards, always joking, eh?
I apologize. He doesn't know that you must have respect.
[suspenseful music playing]
-Get in. Let's go, quickly. -Thank you.
[music stops]
Can I ask you something?
About what?
What we talked about before.
Go ahead.
What's the sense in it all?
If God and the Devil are the same thing, why make the effort?
If everything is written, if what I say is in a script and I'm just an actress...
It's best to go with it, you know?
-But you're forgetting one thing. -What?
Love.
[quiet, mysterious music playing]
They can't control that.
And I'm not lying when I tell you I love you.
I love you too.
Not how I'd like you to love me.
And how do you want me to love you?
-As if I were alive. -[chuckles]
Too late.
All the harm I've done you,
-all you've had to suffer... -Don't apologize to me.
It tore me up inside, but it also made me understand how it works.
-What? -Life.
I don't want it to be over.
I want another chance. Not everything is written.
This dialogue isn't his. What I feel is real.
It's not in the script.
It's mine.
And this Barbrow...
-This man your boss is so afraid of-- -He's the example.
He's the actor that went off the script!
He doesn't say the dialogue, he says what he wants.
-He doesn't wait for cues. -You seem to admire him.
-I admire his lack of scruples. Yes. -[mysterious music playing]
But he may finish us off. All of us.
But he also shows us the way. That's the key.
To go off the script.
To get out of here, to get out of everything.
If you don't like it, skip the page.
Write it yourself.
[mysterious music becomes more dramatic]
[music becomes very dramatic]
[dramatic action music playing]
[music ends]