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This obsession for Christ's blood...
for Christ's Passion, for Satan,
speaking quickly, as if burning...
being here alive, yet looking as if I'm already buried.
It all began that year, In August.
Maria come here.
What's wrong?
Pack some clothes, use only the small case...
in case you have to run to your fathers house.
Don't tremble. Why are you trembling?
Mateu Inglada's been found dead with two bullets in his head.
Hey, get lost.
Pau.
They've killed my father.
Hey, Pau, Pau...
Ramallo says it was Juli� Ballester's dad.
He kills the other men.
It's impossible.
Imposible? Then come with me and you'll find out
Ramallo.
What? - Take it.
"Andreu Ramallo."
I embroided it.
You sew well.
Ramallo.
What? - Can I come?
You're a girl.
Hey Pau. - What?
Did you bring the cigarettes?
What about yours. - I forgot.
You're a bastard.
Here you are.
It must be late now.
Yes.
Here Tur, have a drag. - I don't like smoking
Haven't you got any balls? - Just leave me alone.
Where are you? - Here!
I couldn't see you.
Where were you? - Taking a piss.
Are you angry? - No
Come on Manuel.
"Monga?" - "Monga."
Hey, be quiet.
Take them to that corner. - Look!
It's Juli� Ballester's father!
Let's go.
Tur. Come on!
Climb up.
Pray, you son of a bitch, pray.
They're going to kill my dad again.
Come on then.
Where are you going?
Juli� Ballester, that son of a bitch, he'll see.
Why the castor oil? He's going to drink it.
What are you looking for? - The artillery pin.
What's this? - My father's gun, don't touch!
Hey, Ramallo.
Come on, mo ve it... Ouuu, ouuu!
Now we've got him.
Here.
He'll shit his pants.
Hey! Juli�!
Manuel?
What are you doing here?
Where was your father last night?
You should worry about yours. Why has he been killed?
I'll kill you, just like a dog!
You? Okay, let's see.
Your balls are this tiny, you chicken!
Ramallo! Get the funnel.
Drink this! - No way!
Drink all of it! - In one go!
You drink it. With your drunken mother!
You'll explode, just like a dog with rabies.
Last night I saw your father kill five men! Five!
Francisca go away! - What are you doing?
I told you to go. - I don't want to.
Leave me alone.
Lord, this is how we started our lives...
this was our first land...
our roots and our first consciousness.
Hold back your angry justice.
Remember, we were children of the war.
It was time that brought us together again.
Good morning. - Good morning.
Are you the guy from Caubert? - Yes.
My name's Andreu Ramallo.
My name is Alc�ntara. Let's go.
Have you been called up? - What?
That wooden suitcase. All soldiers have them.
I haven't been called up yet.
God! A Lucky! I'd lo ve one now.
Wouldn't that be bad for you? - Same as sex, they say.
Shit! That's some tattoo!
I'm co vered in them. I do them myself.
Look. That's Caubet.
My God, that's some hotel.
Mornin'
Alc�ntara, you are here! - Can't you see.
You should help me with the fish, it stinks already!
I'm just taking the new guy to his room. I'll be back in a minute.
It's obvious you're new. How are you?
Okay.
Come on. And you, co ver yourself up!
A bit old, but shit, those are amazing tits!
Not bad. They droop a bit though.
How do you know, you fucked her?
Sometimes, she's my wife.
Shit! I'm sorry.
That's okay. But watch out. You understand?
Boys, this is Ramallo.
He'll have Justo's bed.
You can introduce each other.
Galindo, you show him how everything works.
Hi. - Hi.
What's so funny? - Your fly's open.
Shit! Where's my bed?
This is the one.
And this is your locker.
And these things? - They're Justo's.
He's got a single room now. - He's lucky!
No, he's not. They've taken him to room 13.
We only get taken there when we're really ill.
How old are you? - Twenty, and you?
Sixteen, I'm the youngest. But I've been here the longest.
You got hairs on your chest?
A few. - I'll have some soon.
Then we'll have to celebrate.
Don't touch.
Are you from the city? - No, I'm from Argel�s.
Hey Manuel, there's a guy here from Argel�s.
Who is he? - His name is Ramallo.
Tur! Manuel Tur?!
I didn't think that you'd be here.
Since that stuff with your dad I hadn't head about you.
I've been here for o ver a year.
And you? - I've come for a change.
After walking a lot...
I was so horny I could hardly mo ve forward.
We got as far as the hen house.
When I opened the door the smell hit us.
Magdalena, I think that was her name, didn't want to go in.
So I pushed her in.
She sat on the stone bench where the hens lay.
She was sitting with her legs open and I could see her tits.
Hey Galindo, don't get excited.
I had a big flower that I'd picked from a prickly pear.
And I gave it to her.
And asked her to show me her legs.
She pulled her skirt up to her navel.
And she quickly had my dick out.
I don't want to boast, but it's a pretty nice sight.
She flew to the floor, spreading her legs.
Where are you going?
I forgot to take my Dioxan tablets. Goodnight.
I bet he's off to have a wank.
He's never had a wank.
He's off to pray. He's so weird all alone in that room.
Hey... listen, listen.
What's up?
Dogs. It's a bad sign when they bark at night.
Galindo stop it!
Let me be. I can't stand the noise.
I said stop it. - I can't I'm scared.
It's the only way that I can stop being scared.
If I were you I wouldn't go out.
Francisca.
Can I help?
You're not allowed in here.
Did Tur tell you that I'd arrived? - No.
I saw your name on the list.
Is he dying?
Yes.
I didn't expect to meet you again like this.
You look like a butcher! - Ramallo!
I'm always stupid when I'm scared. You know that.
And right now I'm really scared.
I have to go and so must you.
I'm sorry you're here.
But I'm happy to see you again.
Can't sleep? - No.
You shouldn't have gone to room 13.
They're taken there so that we can't see them.
I always avoid room 13.
I don't want to see my mother...
picking up a suitcase of clothes that I'll never wear again.
I never imagined that it could be like this.
Justo had a nine rib Monaldi. And three red crosses.
Here we all know what that means.
It isn't fair that people have to die like this!
Blood is always shocking.
But you'll get used to it.
Once you've been here a while, you'll see that it's always the same.
Listen.
Can you hear the wheels?
They always take the same route when they've taken from room 13.
Down the long corridor. The one with the radiators and pots of begonias.
Then they go around the games room.
And once they've gone through the doors...
you can still hear the sound of those badly oiled wheels.
Next they go through the refectory corridor.
Now by the sign with tomorrows menu.
And finally they leave...
going round the buttercup flowerbeds to the mortuary.
It's always the same.
I've seen many taking the same route.
I don't wan to end up like that...
executed without a trial.
Like those who were shot by the cemetery wall.
You shouldn't think like that.
Tonight, before Justo's screams woke me...
I was dreaming...
That my back was made of wood.
A kid was rubbing out my eyes and mouth.
I woke up and started to pray.
It's the only thing you can do.
Praying doesn't work. - Yes it does.
Even though with every payer the holes in my lungs get bigger.
Dying like this isn't fair. Secretly from within.
God has his reasons.
Fuck his reasons.
I'd rather be shot. Knowing who was killing me and why.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
What are you thinking?
I'm trying to imagine which door I'd have to take...
to die with enthusiasm.
Like the martyrs? The lions and the circus?
No, not so much.
Well. It's time for bed, come on.
It'll be difficult to sleep.
Listen, my heart is pounding. Can you hear it?
Can you?
Yes.
You can get dressed.
If you behave you can go home after a couple of months.
Shit! Two months! - You should thank God.
What did the doctor say? - I'm okay.
How many crosses? - One, and you?
Two.
And you Tur? - Three.
Ramallo, someone to see you.
Who is it? - Mr Eugeni Morell.
You were brave last night. - I've been here for two years.
And how do you like it? - I'm not here to enjoy myself.
I still have the hanky you embroided for me.
How the hell did you end up as a nun?
Don't be rude. - Answer me, why?
To do what nuns do...
iron, wash, feed...
In exchange I learn to be humble and strong.
Sometimes I think...
I'm here to be moulded more than anything else.
Look. It's that door o ver there.
Remember the o verall?
Forget it. I'm no barber. - Bye Ramallo.
Give the other nuns a kiss from me.
Sorry.
I just can't see you as a nun. - Try then.
Hello Ramallo. Hello Mr. Morell.
Sorry that I'm a bit late. - Come here. Sit down.
How's it going? - Okay.
How did the tobacco delivery go?
The one I was supposed to take.
Sureda took it and hid it in the shipyard.
We'll load the boats tomorrow when the police are off duty.
Can you trust Sureda?
I know who I can trust.
You worry about getting better and come back quickly.
Want a glass of water? - Yes.
It's very hot in here.
I remember you as a kid...
And look at you now. You're a man.
Oh! Come on.
You get looks from women in the street.
There are lots of men in the village, Mr. Morell.
You have a strange cough.
Does it hurt? - Sometimes.
Where?
Here? - No.
And here? - No.
Your chest is very hot.
Let's go to the woods. - No.
Come on, Ramallo.
No! Don't shout at me!
You've been doing it too much.
I didn't teach you that. - No...
You taught me to steal and to be your whore.
I can see you're very agitated.
I'll be back next week.
No. Can't you understand? I never want to see you again.
You're very ungrateful.
Where do you think your money comes from?
What will you do? - I don't know.
But when I reco ver I don't want to depend on you.
I want to be someone in life: Ramallo.
You? You're just a miserable little sod.
You'll never make it. - We'll see.
On your first free day, come and see me. I'll be waiting.
Where is Alc�ntara? - He was in the larder.
I want a tattoo.
Now? - Yeah, right now.
And how will you pay? - I have this.
What shall I do with it? Now that it's dead.
Give it to me to bury.
Why did you leave it on my bed?
I tried to save it, but couldn't.
I didn't have the stomach to kill it.
I thought you might have. You've always been an animal.
Everything is too much for me.
It's not the cat's fault.
Get out.
Tur!
I'm sorry.
Can I come with you?
We hid when we did it, but everyone in the village knew.
They started calling him "the Veronica", because of me.
He couldn't stand it.
I started stealing a few bags of tobacco and coffee.
I wanted to sell them so I could get him off my back.
One day a flood got everything wet...
It was as if he'd put a curse on me.
I would have knifed him if I hadn't seen the cross...
which marked the place where Pau killed himself.
It was as if he was still there...
With that expression he had after killing Juli� Ballester.
I've been biting my tongue since then.
They never said anything at home?
Seeing the money I kept getting my father kept quiet.
And mum is always too drunk to notice.
That's no way to live.
That's why I told him to go to hell.
Look what I've done.
Why have you done that?
So I never forget that this is the only thing I can count on.
And friends?
Don't they mean anything?
"Monga?"
"Monga."
Let's go.
Does it hurt? - What?
The tattoo. - No.
Touch it. It's nearly healed.
There's blood.
Does it hurt? - No.
You sweat a lot Ramallo.
Do I smell? - No.
Let's go and eat? - Okay.
Galindo. What the hell can I do to get out of this place?
I don't understand you. - I want to go to a brothel.
I've had enough of being here. Do you ever escape?
Alc�ntara takes us to the city if we pay for petrol.
It's 27 Kilometres and 0.7 pesetas per kilo.
Have you any money? - No.
Where are you going? - To sleep.
I need this money. I will give it back, I promise.
Are you going without saying anything?
It's not for me to judge you.
I'd prefer it if you hit me.
Nothing is solved by violence.
Nor kicking cats. Nor throwing stones at girls.
You always let out what hurts you and throw it onto others.
Like now.
You'll be fine, and I'll go to bed feeling bad.
Francisca.
I'm suffocating in here.
I can imagine, but you have to get better.
It's not just the sanatorium, it's everything.
I'm leaving. - And where will you go?
To the sea.
The sea?
Can I tell you about something that happened when I was a kid.
Then you'll understand.
I was with my dad on a boat...
usually I never fished.
I just watched the fish dying in the sun.
It happened really quick.
One day, I've never told anyone this...
my dad caught a beautiful coloured fish.
I felt so sorry for it...
that my father let it go.
I put on my mask and put my head under the water.
Suddenly there was silence.
I let go of the fish and it swam away.
Then it came back and stared at me, only mo ving it's gills.
I felt as if it was all water...
inside and out.
Then it disappeared.
I tried to dive in.
It was just a second, because my father pulled me out.
But during that short moment...
It was as if I could breath under water.
As if all of me had become water.
Water and sea.
I've never experienced that when breathing in air.
That's what the sea is for me...
That silence...
that purity, that breathing.
Believe me. I'd give anything...
for things to be alright for you.
Francisca...
Can I hug you?
Nobody's ever hugged me like you.
I lo ve you a lot.
I lo ve you too.
You never think of that day?
Enough. Pick it up.
Don't you miss it? - No.
I'll also tell you something I've never told anyone else.
I don't regret having become a nun without being a virgin.
What? - I like understanding people...
the things they do and why they do them.
Even the worst of crimes.
For me religion means people.
So why do you live with your back to the world?
I don't. Otherwise, I'd be living in a cloister...
instead of picking up coins with you.
I'm going to sleep. I have work to do tomorrow.
Here's a coin, put them back soon.
Tur, I need Alc�ntara's van. - Ramallo
Mr. Morell has a really big delivery tonight and I know where.
I need the van to warn the police.
Be careful Ramallo. - Don't you see?
This time I can finally get rid of him!
Please.
Help me.
Manuel.
I came to bring back the magazine.
Why are you crying?
Manolete's been killed by a bull.
I'm sorry for being so stupid, but I just can't help it.
Come in, Alc�ntara is already sleeping.
Would you like a glass of milk? - Okay.
Don't stand, sit down.
It's almond milk. Really good.
Do you like it? - Yes.
Hot, isn't it?
I can't sleep in this heat either.
What is this one doing here?
He's brought back a magazine. - It's not time for magazines.
You can stop, it's downhill now.
And petrol? - I have money.
Bye Sureda! - Hurry or you won't be in time!
Sureda!
Weren't you at Caubet? - I'm still there.
I've come to talk to you.
What's the matter? - I've got a van behind the trees.
It will carry nearly 20 sacks. - So?
Help me load the van...
I punch you, I hide them and you say they've been stolen.
Then we split the money.
God you're thick!
You think that Mr. Morell is stupid?
Go and make sure that no one sees you.
I need the money.
You're at Caubet? - Yes.
You know the streptomycin Mr. Morell keeps in the cellar?
Yes.
He sells it illegally to the hospitals and to Caubet.
There's going to be a delivery next Friday.
Some guy called Alc�ntara will pick it up, so find out who he is...
and follow him. If you manage it I'll help you sell the boxes.
If you screw up, I don't know anything.
Understood? - Completely.
Hey!
What happened with the police? - What?
The police. - The police?
You were going to report Mr. Morell.
Mr. Morell is finished and you know what?
I'm going to get a reward.
Ramallo, you're drunk.
I've been celebrating. Women, wine...
Do you want some? - No. No thanks.
Pass me my clothes and the towel please.
Yours are really sweaty. Want mine instead?
Okay.
I left the garage key on your table. You can give it back.
I came here to shower 'cos my rooms full of people.
I hope you don't mind. - No.
I came here 'cos we're close.
I don't want to take advantage of you.
If you need anything, count on me. And I don't offer this to everybody.
This film was your idea, right?
I chose it because I thought the sea would cheer you up.
Do you know what I liked best? - What?
That it was silent.
Do you think that Tur's annoyed with me?
Why should he be?
He doesn't come to see me. - You're not allowed visitors.
Has the film finished? - It burnt.
You just caught me.
Carmen, will you help him into bed? I have to leave.
Francisca wait! - Into bed Ramallo!
I'm okay! - Do what the doctor says.
Here.
We're even.
Stop washing. Everything is already clean.
You're right.
Look what I found under the mattress.
The parson in my village would be horrified at the sight of them.
You're lucky I'm not a nun, otherwise bye bye magazines.
Have you seen Tur? - He won't let me into his room.
He's fasting again. - Shit, bloody virgins!
Why did you say that? - Don't you see he needs a woman.
Ramallo, Tur is far more complicated than that.
He's just like everyone else. - You always end up with that.
Carmen! If you see Tur, give him this magazine from me.
He'll throw it at my face.
Give it to him and tell him to come and see me.
You just tell him. And Carmen, make him eat.
Me?
He pays attention to you. I know he does.
How is my lordship?
Okay. - That's the way I like it.
I hope you're not going to throw me out, like last time.
I've brought you some broth.
That's a strange bookmark. It looks like a tram ticket.
Here, drink this. I want to see you drinking it.
Leave me alone.
I'm not hurting anyone.
You're hurting yourself.
Why are you here Carmen? - You shouldn't be alone all day.
I'm not alone.
What's the matter, Manuel?
I'm afraid of becoming someone bad.
And that God will abandon me.
Come on! You're the nicest person I know.
This is your problem.
This is faith.
Living your faith in this way is what is killing you.
Carmen, I've been brought up with death by my side.
My father, the war, my friends from here...
I have three red crosses. If I didn't believe in God...
I wouldn't even have the strength to get out of bed.
It hurts me so much to hear you speaking this way.
I think of you a lot.
So much so, that sometimes...
I lie in bed...
And I see your face, with those sad eyes of yours...
and I can't sleep.
I lie awake...
waiting...
knowing where you are.
You have to get to know your body, Manuel.
You're a married woman.
But it is you that I lo ve.
That's a sin.
A sin? What I do with my husband is a sin.
It's so disgusting when he's on top of me!
I'd stab him with a pair of scissors.
Carmen, I believe in God. - Be quiet.
Is this the reason why you came here?
Yes.
It's difficult to understand you, Manuel.
Here, read this.
Here? - Yes.
Lord, my son is possessed by a spirit.
Which agitates him wherever it possesses him.
It makes him foam at the mouth...
grind his teeth and burn with fury.
I've asked your disciples to free him, but they couldn't.
Jesus asked the father: When did it all begin?
And the father said: Since he was a child.
He's often thrown it into fire or water to kill it.
If you can do anything have pity and help us
And Jesus said:
Everything is possible for those who have faith.
And lifting the boys hand, he released the spirit.
Why did you make me read this?
Manuel...
I came to make you feel better.
I've been talking to Ramallo. We don't know how to help you.
So, Ramallo sent you?
I'm not a whore.
Just go away, Carmen.
Leave!
You forgot this.
Ramallo gave it to me for you.
Mind your own bloody business! Don't do it again, never again!
Hey, calm down. Calm down.
You sent Carmen only for the pleasure of making me sin.
She came? It didn't work out?
Why do you hate my purity? - Your purity?
You're such a sanctimonious hypocrite.
I hate you Ramallo. - No, you don't.
You lo ve me, perhaps even too much.
Don't you think I've noticed?
I made some coffee.
How does he feel?
He feels better.
Please don't say anything to anybody.
Don't worry.
Does he know who hit him?
He doesn't know.
You have to tell Ramallo to secretly give the boxes back.
He needn't tell anyone.
You know he won't listen to either you or me.
I can't carry on my consciousness...
what awaits Carmen and Alc�ntara.
Report him.
I can't report Ramallo.
It would be the best thing for him.
Perhaps you don't know...
But neither Ramallo or myself would ever betray you.
Francisca.
I think I know where the boxes are.
Manuel.
What are you doing?
I think that when Pau's soul flew through this hole...
God abandoned us to this hell.
We stopped being children here.
Hi. - Hi.
Hey guys! Make me a place. I'm out of the cage.
What's the matter?
They've taken him to room 13.
You really cut your hair! How's it going?
Okay.
You really know how to have a great time.
Yeah, well. Doing what I can.
How's the cough.
Last night I burst with the coughing.
It's getting worse. - Bad thing.
Ramallo, I've got a few hairs on my chest.
We'll have to celebrate.
Andr�s Ramallo, you have a visitor.
I have to go. - Please come back.
I'll be right back.
What are you doing here?
I told you I never wanted to see you again.
Close the door.
Sit down.
Did you know that I've had boxes of streptomycin stolen?
Here in the sanatorium. - How should I know?
These boxes are very expensive.
Thank God I've already found them.
Look at me!
Guess where? - No idea.
In a well, near Argel�s.
Why are you telling this to me?
Don't pretend you don't know.
I always knew that you took "part" of the deliveries...
and hid it in the well.
Little things, that weren't important.
Little presents that I gave you...
without having to harm your pride. - It wasn't me.
I'm not here to discus it.
I just wanted to let you know...
before you make too many plans.
I told you, and I'm telling you again:
Without me you won't pull through.
I'm not going to harm that tart type face of yours...
because Mr. Morell wants you to be beautiful when he fucks you
I'm going to kill you! - You?
I'll bury you first.
I've seen many kids like you die. It's only a question of time.
Why are you up?
I'm looking at myself in the mirror with my shoes on.
It's as if I'm saying goodbye to myself.
Lie down, you'll catch a cold.
How do you feel?
As if I'd drunk a bottle of brandy by myself.
Co ver the mirror please.
It's as if I'm already being rubbed out.
You don't feel better after the sacraments?
It's cold.
Hey Ramallo.
Give me your hand.
Does this take a long time?
Do you know how many kilometres there are...
from my village to the sanatorium?
Sixteen, like my age.
The kilometres are a kindness of the Ministry of Public Works.
But the road is too long and mortal.
And when they make you get there before having got there...
it is as if two gypsies took you behind a wall...
and while one was clutching your heart...
the other was pushing a knife into your liver.
Be quiet.
And one doesn't understand it...
Because one thinks that beyond the wall...
the road still goes on.
What's the time? - Seven o'clock.
What's the matter Galindo?
The clock in our house is always ten minutes slow.
So?
It's in the kitchen, abo ve the plates.
When my family reads that I died at 7, they'll think that they were doing...
something which is reality they were doing ten minutes afterwards.
Because I'll die here earlier than there.
Don't think of these things now.
Being always ten minutes forward...
I have the feeling that they'll never find me.
I'm going to call the doctors. - No, not yet.
What are you doing? - I don't want him to die.
But he is already dead. - I know.
And I'm not asking for a miracle.
You're out of your mind! - No.
I just want to feel God in me.
Morning.
I ironed Galindo's clothes for you. You're always short.
Thank you.
I'll embroid your initials.
Have you already got hairs on your chest? - Some.,
Mine'll come out soon.
We'll have to celebrate.
Where's Ramallo?
He must have gone out. - Give him this.
Manuel.
Ramallo is not here anymore. - What do you mean?
He told us not to say, but he left...
With his suitcase.
But why?
How did you do this? - I was praying.
And suddenly I felt the flesh split inside...
and there was a big dark bruise on my skin.
But there was no cut.
The more I felt I was o vercoming Ramallo...
the stronger the pain.
Then finally the skin tore completely.
What has Ramallo to do with this?
I was possessed, Francisca.
Ramallo was my friend and I lo ved him.
Satan abused that.
He changed this friendship into forbidden lo ve.
I'm not sure if I understand.
Ramallo wanted to destroy my innocence. Don't you see?
Ramallo wanted to crucify God again.
But I crucified Satan.
God thanks me by this manifestation in me.
Go back to your room.
Let no one see these wounds.
Here.
A diapan.
To help you sleep.
Tomorrow I'll ask Father Caldentey to see you.
Why?
For confession. - Why?
I don't know how else to help you.
I didn't come for help or advise.
Then why?
To share with you my happiness that God is with me.
You're here!
I got released. - Come in.
I wanted to come sooner, but when I got home...
Sure. Come on in.
I was eating. Beneta made stewed rabbit
Would you like some? - No, thanks I already ate.
So why did you come?
I want to settle our misunderstandings.
I think you are right.
I can't make it without you.
No need to look so serious.
You'll see. Everything will be fine.
Here.
I have something to show you.
Wait here.
You can come in!
There's only one fish.
I didn't expect you so soon.
Don't you like it, Ramallo...
My little Ramallo. Why are you crying?
I'm such a bastard.
I betrayed you. I stole from you. And now...
Stop it! You take things too seriously.
It's useless. Don't nurse your worries.
You don't know me. - Of course I do.
You don't know what's good for you.
Even though you treated me that way.
I know that you are not bad. I know it.
You know nothing.
I know that I've missed you.
Forgive me. Please, Mr. Morell. Forgive me.
Forget those boxes.
It's not that. - Forget it.
I forgave you the moment that I was told.
Who told you it was me?
I suppose I shouldn't say.
Someone from the sanatorium told me.
Who? Alc�ntara? - No.
You should be more careful.
It was a certain Manuel Tur.
I need a piss.
Ramallo I'll wait for you in the bedroom.
Ramallo! - What!
I killed Mr. Morell. Now be quiet and keep still.
I said don't mo ve!
Why did you do it Ramallo?
For many reasons.
It's hot in here.
Why have you come back Ramallo?
To say goodbye to you.
Stand up.
Don't you want to hug me before I go?
Why are your hands bandaged? - I hurt myself.
Why are you doing this to me?
You'll enjoy this so much you'll suffer until the day you die.
I lo ve you Ramallo, you know I do.
You shouldn't have betrayed me.
I did it so this wouldn't happen.
Well?
I'm not going to leave until I've cum all o ver your face.
Sit down.
Ramallo, Please!
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