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YEAR 1052. AFTER THE FALL OF ISFAHN TO THE ISLAMIC SELICIDS,

MODERN MEDICAL SCIENCE IS BANNED IN PERSIA.

The students of the revolutionary physician Ibn Sina must flee...

LOOKING FOR A NEW PLACE TO TEACH AND PRACTICE.

Among them is the Englishman Rob Cole, who carries wisdom...

FROM HIS MASTER, IN THE LEGENDARY CANON OF MEDICINE.

Vivir�.

Don't believe me? Ask your gift. Come on!

Let's go.

Let's go.

I don't feel death.

But please, bring your wife something to eat.

I'm hungry.

How about a lamb stew, with...

Not a single pinch of spice!

Had I ever experienced his haute English cuisine...

I would never have married an Englishman...

no matter how handsome he was.

Are you thinking of going back to the desert?

�Inglaterra!

We've arrived! England!

�Vamos! �Vamos!

�Inglaterra! �All� est�!

Make way for the fat lady!

We've arrived.

What will we do now?

We will build a great madrasa.

They will acclaim and praise us!

Or we can turn around and travel to Cordoba...

- where the sun always shines and... - That's it.

La vela!

�Puja, Rebecca! �Puja, Rebecca!

�Puja!

If you say that to me again, I'll cut your throat.

I'll give you the knife when we're finished.

- Rob, the lanyard. - I've got it.

According to Ibn Sina, if the cord gets wrapped around the baby's neck...

- The important thing... - Izak! Yes, to carry out a birth.

Save the Canon.

Another bid, Rebecca. One more.

I can't bid!

�Un ni�o!

Me and hate!

I love you.

THE DOCTOR 2

I'll be right back.

�D�nde est�? �D�nde est�?

The Canon.

The great work.

All men should know her. How will God forgive me?

You saved him. He's here.

�Rebecca?

�Rebecca?

�Rebecca!

Yes, sir.

You'll be hungry.

Have you sent people to search the bay?

S�.

I've looked it up myself.

All along the coast.

In both directions.

Mira...

I don't think we can stay on the beach.

- We must continue... - Go away!

�Vete!

I will wait here until I find her.

She's dead!

�Rob!

Listen.

You brought us here.

To your country, where you said they needed us.

Where we were needed most.

Because we have something big to share.

Many died for your dream yesterday.

Don't abandon us now.

We need you.

Your child needs you.

Can't.

I just can't.

We'll help you, Rob.

What is this circus?

They look like jesters for the Royal Court.

Too serious to be joking around.

They would be hanged for killing the Queen out of boredom.

Hello.

We are doctors from Isfahan.

Hello.

We have come to present something to the Medical Guild.

- �De d�nde dice? - Isfah�n.

- I've never heard of it. - It's near Norwich.

- Yes? - Yes, I have family there.

That's Ipswich, not Isfahn.

It depends on how you say it, right? On the accent.

- Isfahan is a great city... - The gentleman is correct.

Ipswich.

Ipswich, then.

But, the toll will be double because of that strange horse over there.

Very good.

Jews and Muslims, outside the city before sunset.

My friend, what does it feel like to come home?

Not much has changed. It still smells like stew and dog shit.

Go back where you came from!

Didn't someone say that we would be cheered and praised upon arrival?

How did they let those bastards in?

�Ladr�n!

He's taking my bag!

�Alto!

�Al ladr�n!

�Det�nganlo!

There's an installment!

Someone stop him!

And now get out! You bastard!

- Let me help you, kid. - Fuck off!

Don't hurt me, sir.

I'm like a trapped weasel. I won't steal again. I'll become a monk.

Okay. I'm not going to hurt you.

�Carajo!

Perhaps this Weasel will help us find the Doctors' Guild.

For a penny, I'll show you where doctors do their tricks.

He fixed your shoulder and now you want me to pay you?

Get out of here.

I didn't ask him to do it.

I have to make a living somehow.

I'm not in a position to give anything away for free.

What is that man doing with the red-hot iron?

A treatment for hemorrhoids.

- And does that cure them? - No.

But they think about other things.

So, are they doctors? Is this how they treated my arm?

We are hakims.

What is a hakim? Apart from a way of clearing your throat.

If a woman does not get pregnant...

They believe that the uterus wanders through the body looking for something to fill it.

They use bad smells to keep it away from your head...

and pleasant aromas to lure him back between your legs.

We're going to be rich.

It's like money is raining down.

Is that why we came here?

Perd�n.

Doctor.

�Doctor!

How many times do I have to tell you...

that there is only one place for him and those who are like him...

And it's not here.

Send him to the caves!

Please! As the King's physician, there must be something I can do.

Make way for the King's guard!

Make way for the King's guard!

They're going to burn the Celtic witches!

Behold how Almighty God punishes the pagans.

Why do they think they are witches?

They're not witches. They're Celts.

They are witches. They eat the hearts of Christians...

And they will kill the King and everyone else if we don't stop them.

It's the truth, because everyone says so. Amen.

Just because someone says something doesn't make it true.

Tell that to the Bishop.

See with your own eyes...

How Almighty God punishes pagans.

They contemplate...

If one woman is killed, another will die.

See with your own eyes...

What have they done to deserve to die at the stake?

Letting yourself be caught, right?

The King is cleaning up his villages...

and they bring a few of them to the city to entertain us.

Lord Godwin doesn't seem very happy. Who is it?

The army leader.

And the Queen's errand boy.

�Det�nganlos!

He's getting away!

�Tras �l!

If she suffers another miscarriage...

perhaps recommend to His Highness that they be executed promptly...

since he is the Queen's doctor.

I'm sorry...

What was your name?

Rob.

Rob Cole.

And this is Izak Gabai.

Rob Cole. A Christian name.

And yet, you dress like...

I don't really know how you dress.

A little bit Jewish, a touch of Muslim.

Does it even matter?

We believe in Medicine and Science...

And we bring knowledge from the other side of the world.

I'm afraid the Hebrews can't practice medicine in the city...

So if you would be so kind as to stop wasting our time.

My colleagues and I have studied at the great madrasa of Ibn Sina.

With your help, we want to build a madrasa in London.

The great Ibn Sina, the Muslim myth.

Rumors of his greatness are heard, but no one has ever seen him.

Nobody knows his work.

This is your Canon.

He confided in me before he died...

so that he could continue his legacy.

His teachings far surpass anything known in the West.

If we build a madrasa in London...

It will shed light on the ignorant medicine practiced here.

It's infuriating that Jews come to point out our ignorance.

Quite offensive.

- He's devised new... - Guards, take these peasants away.

Look.

We have discovered new ways of treating people.

The King is very distressed.

They can assure you that they will be arrested before sunset.

But the King also doesn't understand how they escaped so easily.

Even the old woman managed to escape.

If I could speak to the King myself, I could...

Podr�a explic�rselo.

I understand your confusion, Lord Godwin.

But, the King orders that it be explained to me.

Those executions.

They make people afraid of Celtic witchcraft.

Those stories have made them historical figures.

The King believes they are witches.

And you, Lord Godwin?

No one will come to us...

nor trust us or our abilities.

They take us for disgusting infidels...

who can only live here, in the suburbs.

Rob, what's your plan?

I don't have any.

It can't be that much.

This is my final offer.

That's all I have.

You won't regret it.

I'll show you what I have.

No, honey, that can't be.

Do you know what a thief turned monk has to do to get them?

I could have grabbed them from the barrel.

But have I done it? No, dear sirs.

It's very good.

I was expecting hummus with apricots, but this will do.

How do you eat them?

Usually smoked and dried.

Sometimes in a cake, but...

Amen. Raw ones aren't bad.

�Hola?

�Hola?

�Hola?

Hello.

- How can we help you? - Well...

They say they are healers or something.

Is it true?

We are hakims.

�Hakims?

Healers who have gone to school.

I don't care what their names are.

Can they help a burn victim?

Damned servants!

I want a horse...

And I'm going to scream until they give me one, damn it!

Who are these jesters?

Don't worry. They're coming to treat your leg.

Those rude people?

What I need is a horse.

You can't stay here.

There's a witch there!

Don't try anything mischievous with me, I have protection.

Your leg is infected.

If the infection spreads throughout your body, you will die.

We have to amputate your leg.

I don't think he wants you to cut off his leg.

Okay. You're in luck.

I don't think it's spread that much.

Do you know what's going on out there?

Do you know?

They will burn my village if there is no one to defend it.

The damned Queen is a demon from Hell.

Every woman, elderly woman, and child.

I swear I will kill as many Christians as I can before I fall.

Isn't the Queen herself Celtic?

You've been gone a long time.

Queen Alanna died a long time ago.

His daughter Ilene went mad.

They have her imprisoned in a remote convent.

Rumors say he has demons inside him.

Poor girl.

The King took another wife.

A Christian from the Court.

She was the beginning of our end.

The beautiful Queen Mercia.

Always pregnant, but her babies never live.

You'd better have put a strong King inside me, doctor.

Var�n.

I'm not going to ask how they made me believe...

that can still father a child in their condition.

I got him drunk and told him exactly what he wanted.

Lord Godwin asks for the Queen's physician.

He seems desperate.

Do your duty.

I give you permission, in my infinite mercy.

We will wait.

What was his name?

The mother of the child.

Rebecca.

Her name is Rebecca.

�C�mo muri�?

He didn't die. We didn't find his body.

Losing someone you love... Incomprehensible.

Unimaginable. Unbearable.

But...

Life takes deeper roots after accepting a great loss.

A great loss means...

that an even greater destiny awaits you.

Thank you for putting him to sleep.

Let's go.

I bled her, emptied her stomach, and gave her herbs for the fever.

So, when will it recover?

This fever will not stop and I will fight to breathe...

until I can no longer fight.

There has to be something.

He's the Queen's doctor, for God's sake!

Do you think I wouldn't want to save her?

I didn't become a doctor to watch women die from a fever.

But, in this case, old friend, there's nothing I can do.

I wish I had.

And out of respect for you, I'm telling you the truth.

To save you the pain of disappointment.

We must be patient.

Everything will be alright.

- I don't want to die. - No.

I don't want to die.

I don't want to die!

My son, my child.

Please leave me alone.

I cannot predict your future.

I'm not a fortune teller.

But, I can tell you, a mic dil...

If you don't heal the pain in your soul...

you will die.

And you will become cold and wicked...

and you will enter the most horrible of Hells.

The evil of the soul cannot be healed like the evil of the body.

Your Master of Medicine from far away will know a lot.

But, let me tell you, a mic dil...

that we old witches know more and charge less for teaching.

Because it is written here.

Si�ntelo.

Don't think, child. Feel.

Healing must come from science, not from magic and mystery.

No. Healing must begin where the cause of the pain lies.

Not in science, not in superstition...

but to the warmth of the human heart.

And you know it, because you feel it.

And you're not the only one.

- You're dying. - Yes.

But before that...

Morrigan can give you a second gift.

The gift of healing the soul.

The spirit of the herbs will help you enter the darkness.

You can feel death...

But now you must face her.

You must go beneath the surface...

You must hand over control...

so that the Goddess of the Night can help you.

So that she can take away the pain in her heart...

with his love.

Can you see the sea?

Where is the sea? Can you see it?

A storm is approaching.

We must immerse ourselves.

In the depths of the dark water, a buachaill.

Can you feel the storm?

Everything breaks.

Walls, chairs...

�D�nde est� Rebecca?

In my arms.

I love you.

�D�nde est� Rebecca?

- In my arms. - No.

Only the truth can free your soul, a buachaill.

�D�nde est� Rebecca?

�No!

�Rebecca!

You must accept this grief as your own.

This is what makes it sacred.

Do you understand?

This is where she lives now.

It is with the air, with the earth, with the water.

And with the sun's rays that awaken you.

Thank you.

I'm going back North to die among my own people.

That is my destiny.

Heal your soul and the souls of men.

That is your destiny.

Your name will be...

Ad�n.

A new beginning.

There are soldiers out there looking for Celts,

with a desire to kill.

- Rob... - No.

I'm not going to throw a wounded man out onto the street to die.

All these people.

If we don't address them, who are we?

"They won't let us practice, Rob." "Exactly."

Have you forgotten?

Do we need your permission to work?

A hospital is its doctors...

not its marble pillars.

Let's work here.

Right here, outside the city walls...

where the afflicted eyes of poverty and injustice look us in the face.

Very well, and we'll be the next ones to go to the stake.

I'm afraid Abu is right.

Esc�chenme.

Listen.

I'm scared too. I really am.

And I can't promise that this won't end in disaster.

If they want to leave...

They can do it.

But, if they stay...

I think we're together here...

We can begin to build a future.

I can find some time and lend a hand.

Before you cut my hair, I'll cut off your dick.

They can go out and face their destiny.

We do not give refuge to Celts here.

And you need a bathroom.

Come on, everyone, come in!

You guys, let's go. Together.

Collutense together.

Weasel.

If you plan to stay, you must pull your weight.

Hold this. Come with me.

Apply this ointment morning and night...

and the abscess will soon disappear.

I can't pay you with money, healer.

But I can give you a parsnip.

That seems fine to me.

We love parsnips.

Someone isn't very happy.

No.

When I was here before...

And I saw that they had a baby...

but there were no women...

I thought maybe they needed help...

So I've brought her some clothes.

You're very kind.

A scent fit for an Emperor.

- It's just a brew... - No, it needs to be changed.

Thank you.

I think this needs to be taken care of.

What happened to you?

I was cutting carrots.

�Zanahorias?

A man.

Me mordi�.

Sit down. I'll take a look.

I try to remember the Celtic ritual that healed my soul.

The old witch.

If I hadn't seen your change, I would have made fun of you.

Don't be so arrogant.

In the library in Isfahan...

There were notes about Egyptian Temples of Sleep, with similar rites.

The Greeks and Romans had them too.

Ibn Sina writes about how the mind affects the body...

like when you blush, for example, when you feel embarrassed.

He also wrote about the wahm al-amil...

where repressed memories are brought back...

like paint covers...

to reveal the painting behind it.

That's exactly what I experienced with Morrigan.

Do you want to learn that method of witchcraft?

Isaac...

I never would have believed that reliving that moment...

It would bring me so much peace...

to face what I didn't want to see again.

I could have lived a whole life...

without daring to hold my son in my arms.

So, let's learn everything we need to know about this new science...

how would Ibn Sina have done it.

I even have a name for her.

Philosophy of the soul.

The healing of the human soul.

Three celery stalks, four beets...

The poor.

Neither doctors nor priests can help them.

The devil has their souls.

Where are they taking them?

To the Caves of Piety. It is an old Roman quarry to the North.

They treat them well there, but nobody ever returns.

A good place to send your mother-in-law, really.

Every member of the Guild is losing money.

Ten of my patients have gone to that Jew.

That barbaric bungler.

The charlatan will be making a fortune with his primitive potions.

But don't worry, people will come back.

As usual.

He treats them for free.

Without charging?

And he heals them. At ten!

They say there is no disease immune to the magic he learned from Ibn Sina.

Let's see how much he laughs when I finish him off, along with his charlatan cronies.

I'll give you the next bottle.

The exit is this way.

I'm looking for Rob Cole.

Sir, you'll have to queue outside like everyone else.

I am the Queen's physician.

I want to talk to him.

Of course. We already know each other.

Come with me.

We appreciate your visit to our humble hospital.

The Queen's doctor has arrived.

I'm surprised to see you here, doctor.

Forgive my arrogance upon meeting you, Mr. Cole.

I am deeply sorry.

I am just a man who has come to learn what he does not know.

Can I take a look at Ibn Sina's Canon?

He wanted to show it to me at the Guild.

Of course.

But first, would you like to witness my presentation?

What are the patient's symptoms?

Fever and shortness of breath.

I'm sorry to tell you that it's a waste of time.

This woman's days are numbered. I've dealt with her myself.

S�.

Morir�.

Without treatment.

Fortunately, we know how to cure it.

Lady Aemma's lung is full of fluid...

that take his breath away and suffocate him.

I'm going to try to get the liquid out.

Try. Exactly.

He's going to kill her.

Médico Hunne...

I invite you to help, if you wish.

Abu can instruct him.

Lady Aemma, esc�cheme.

He has children, right?

And I'm sure he'll want to see them grow up and get married...

and may they give him grandchildren.

Please try not to resist while I do this.

Sost�ngala.

"La est" is killing!

Weasel.

If he survives, he will have accomplished the impossible.

Every patient I've seen with those symptoms has died.

What is this?

The intervention for stomach ailments.

Can it cure stomach aches?

Through his patronage...

We could work both inside and outside the city walls.

How much do you want for the book?

Canon is not for sale. It's for everyone.

I can make you a rich man overnight.

And if you sell me this book...

could protect him.

�Protegerme?

�De qui�n?

From his enemies. In the Guild.

They will burn him at the stake through necromancy.

He has opened corpses to see what's inside...

Only in this way could I have studied this.

It is his second mortal sin.

Which one was the first?

Take the money from their pockets.

I have patients waiting.

It's not fair! We shouldn't do it!

Another campaign seems unnecessary, my Queen.

The tribes have been defeated and are fleeing north...

And we have already lost quite a few brothers and children.

Pagans are allies of Lucifer.

We must continue, until we have cleansed our land of them.

Every inch. Clean.

- Do we want to go to war again? - No!

It's a holy war, gentlemen.

The King wants us to listen to this divine call.

Se�ores.

Gentlemen, listen.

This is Rob Cole, a doctor who...

Whoever this man is...

This is no time for unexpected visitors, Lord Godwin.

But this man can heal the King.

To cure the King?

I, as the King's physician, forbid...

to this impertinent Jew approaching His Majesty.

The Queen's doctor...

He said there was nothing that could be done to save my wife.

Well, the Jew, as you say...

has saved her.

While you, sir, have been dealing with the King for a year.

And he's still as sick as he was on the first day.

The King does not wish to be examined by this man.

With all due respect, I disagree.

I believe the King deserves every opportunity to get better.

Queen, she deserves every opportunity.

Please give him a chance. He must be cured!

It's been a year!

Why is it so dark in here?

Sunlight is dangerous for the King.

Her skin blisters when she is exposed to it.

Your Majesty.

My name is Rob Cole. I am a doctor.

May I examine it today?

- I need some light. - Wait.

- Your Majesty, after everything we've been through... - Bring a candle closer.

Has it been a year since he last saw the sun?

Whatever illness he had, it's over now.

I've seen men with no pigmentation in their skin...

And the sun, in fact, harms them.

But, her skin isn't like that.

Her body is weak from neglect.

That's all.

We must open these curtains and let her body receive the light.

�No!

No. I will not kill the King.

Leofric.

We have trusted you for many years now, haven't we?

It is the darkness that makes him sick.

Not the Sun.

Open the curtains.

My lords, the King.

Long live the King!

Long live the King!

- The King has recovered these past few weeks. - Yes.

They say he's even gone back to hunting.

And to drink, too.

He has invited all the gentlemen of the country.

The ointment is just clay and herbs...

a little almond oil, cochineal...

and a pinch of saffron.

Just a couple more days, especially when I'm away.

Your skin needs to get used to the light gradually.

No s� c�mo agradec�rtelo, Jud�o.

Of a price.

Well, we're usually getting paid...

in parsnips for our services.

�Chiriv�as?

We can offer something better.

Something worthy of saving a king's life.

�Quiere, se�or?

Be careful, ma'am.

Ya shabab, esc�chame bien.

From now on, no more eels.

Be careful with those statements, Abu.

They tend to turn against you.

You're not drinking, habibi.

Our days are numbered.

We acted according to our medical knowledge.

What makes you feel so confident, my friend?

The King is not an idiot.

I will soon discover that you and the Queen ordered me to keep him sick.

I have nothing to fear. Nor any reason to.

No reason?

You have become rich, taking care of a sick King.

I swear to God I won't fall alone.

Their King has returned.

He has risen from the dead.

From the menacing shadows...

from ignorance...

and the deception.

But everyone knows me...

like a King of mercy, of peace...

of prosperity.

So let's forget the past...

And let's look to the future.

Get to know...

to our new royal physician.

And pattern...

of the largest hospital...

that the world has seen.

We have to get rid of him.

If it's not too late already.

The King won't believe him.

I am the beloved mother of your heir.

Have faith in God.

You wouldn't be the first wife he kills.

The King's saviors. They deserve a fresh apple.

Now the King wants me to visit his daughter...

Princess Ilene...

to see if I can restore his health.

What illness does she have?

He says it is an evil of the soul.

That she lives with demons.

Rob, that's a job for priests, not doctors.

Philosophy of the soul , your new Science.

Habibi, you're a doctor. You shouldn't get involved in politics.

I believe we can now trust the King.

Are you safe?

Lady Godwin...

The King is pleased that he has recovered from his illness.

And I am grateful that my King has surpassed yours, my Queen.

It seems like a miracle.

She now has the strength to travel.

- What a wonderful surprise. - Yes, that's right, Your Majesty.

Tomorrow I will leave for a few days with Dr. Cole.

Are they going to look for more infidels to govern the country?

They are going to the Convent of San Pedro, Your Majesty.

When I ascended the throne...

I believed I could rule this land...

with their tribes and religions with my sword.

But then I saw Alanna...

And I thought that if I married a Celtic Princess...

It could unite the country with that love.

I was wrong.

God punished me for marrying a pagan.

After Ilene was born...

He killed every creature that came out of Alanna's womb.

Even after she died, I was not freed from her curse.

But I carry a Prince inside, my King.

And he will be as strong and powerful as you.

I am willing to believe, my love.

But, if he dies like everyone else...

The heir to whom I will leave this country will be Ilene.

�Cu�ndo enferm�?

As a child.

Standing.

Take my doctor to see my daughter, Sister Mary.

You should prepare before examining her, Mr. Cole.

The beast has her in its claws...

and no longer behaves like a human being.

Only the Sisters of unwavering faith are able to take care of her.

�Ilene?

My name is Rob.

Rob Cole.

May I spend some time with you today?

I'm sorry it's so cold here.

Perhaps I can help you with that.

Are you hungry?

It doesn't look very appetizing.

It doesn't surprise me that you haven't touched it.

�Fuera!

�Hermanas!

In the name of Christ, I command you to leave this girl alone!

In the name of Christ I command you to leave!

It will never recover.

They keep her locked up like an animal.

But the devil is a wild animal. Doesn't he know the scriptures?

I know that Jesus treated people with love and compassion.

Like us.

As the King's physician, I have been tasked with treating his daughter.

Starting tomorrow, we will embark on a new path.

As requested, apples.

They'll just throw them away.

Are you sure you know what you're doing, Mr. Cole?

I've brought you apples.

In case you want one.

I can help you with that horrible straitjacket.

They say they don't bring you apples because you throw them at them.

And that you also throw tables and chairs.

I said I don't care.

T�ramelas.

Good, isn't it?

Maybe next time I'll bring you a sugar-coated one.

At first, I couldn't hold it. The pain was too intense.

But, with the help of my friends, I learned to love it.

And now it's the reason why I keep going.

My mother's name was Anne.

He died when I was young.

And I miss her a lot.

Have...

Have...

I have the devil inside me.

Go away, Rob Cole.

�Vete!

You don't have it.

You don't have it.

When I was little, I also used to paint on the walls.

My mother would go crazy.

I couldn't stand it.

But I couldn't help it.

You had to get out what was on your mind.

These are fantastic.

You have a lot of talent.

What is this?

It seems...

like a deer.

�Ilene?

Ilene, is... well.

Ilene, is... well.

That's good.

This is the mask of the dance of death.

It's a form of entertainment in court.

After a feast, the figure of death enters...

and takes everyone by the hand.

A metaphor, I imagine.

To show that death comes for everyone.

But there's also this. This is what scares her.

If you tell me what it means, Your Majesty...

Perhaps I can understand the cause of your pain.

What does that have to do with anything?

Do you like it?

I was thinking about what it must have been like for you,

during my illness.

It must have been tough.

The full weight of power rests on your shoulders.

Unless...

You'll get used to it...

love hand.

And I think of that son of a devil, Leofric.

Dead on the wheel, for all to see.

In my imagination...

I see all the bones in his body crushed.

And it fills me with joy.

Every second, every minute, every day that man stole from me...

Let him suffer it.

To crush the bones of anyone...

that he dares to deny me my life.

Do you understand, Mercia?

I need my doctor.

Where does it hurt?

When did it start?

Men are fools.

Have you found it?

S�.

I will poison the ointment right now.

Forward.

Do what you have to do.

I'd love to see them dealing with an apple.

Do you know that they now call me "the Phantom King"?

I've grown fond of him.

But I can't wait to stop using that thing.

What are the plans for today?

I'm going to try to bring her into a trance state.

A way to see what lies hidden deep within your soul.

And you learned that from the Moors?

From the Celts.

So, is it witchcraft?

No, my lord. It is a form of healing.

So that the heart can face what it cannot face alone.

Not too long ago...

I experienced something that changed my life...

and opened the door to my own healing.

I can't promise that I know exactly what I'm doing...

But I do know that if we do this together...

we can begin the journey towards the healing of your soul.

- The devil is here. - Okay.

That's good, Ilene.

Open the gate!

Open the gate!

Open the gate!

Open the gate!

Cursed is he who does the Lord's work negligently...

and he who withdraws his sword from the slaughter.

Because the King...

Our Lord...

He's dead!

"Murdered by a Jewish doctor..."

who acted on behalf of the pagan Celts...

that infest our lands with rebellion!

You Celt bastard!

"Where are you?"

Without telling anyone.

Damn, after everything we've done!

Hey kid, listen.

I'm not a fan of goodbyes.

It's not that I don't care about you.

At least you should stay and say goodbye.

Do it for me.

�Amigo?

I must leave now or it will be too late.

I have to help my brothers and sisters in the North.

If I don't return now, nothing but ashes will remain.

They are murderers!

�Es brujer�a!

Come with me.

There will be more for you when you find the book. Come on.

We are healers!

There it is. Let's hope these brutes don't destroy it.

�D�melo!

�No!

Foolish.

Damn you.

Nice to meet you, doctor.

Hold on, Izak.

Get out of here! Quickly!

�Arriba!

�Necio!

You could be the richest kid in all of London.

Give me the book.

Don't despair.

Take good care of your treasure.

Heretics! They are heretics!

�Escoria Jud�a!

Where are the others?

The students. Where are they?

They are all dead.

Master Ibn Sina.

It's wonderful to meet them.

At last.

What impertinence!

Queen Mercia will be regent until her unborn son...

the legitimate heir to the throne, overcome childhood.

When did the King change the line of succession?

Princess Ilene is his only living daughter.

They will not want to be governed by someone possessed by the Devil.

Who says that?

We haven't seen her here for years.

Are you saying I'm lying to them?

What I'm saying is that we want proof...

that she is incapable of occupying the throne.

What's up, c�lmense.

Show respect for the fallen King.

I assure you...

that we will have the heir to the throne...

that our King and God...

have chosen for this country.

Bring Ilene here.

�Ilene!

It is a mortal sin, Lord Godwin.

These are orders from the Queen, Sister Mary.

Princess Ilene has taken her own life.

Princess Ilene killed herself out of grief.

- �Qu�? - �C�mo?

What's wrong, Your Majesty?

The Queen has been in labor for twelve hours.

He is very weak and the child has not yet shown any signs.

I have used all my knowledge, but both are close to death.

I want my son and my friends free...

and the sacred promise that they will come to no harm.

Yes, but first you must save her.

She ordered you to assassinate the King, didn't she?

You placed aconite in the ointment.

It is the only poison that would be absorbed through the skin in that way.

Was it worth it?

"You will be forgiven and I will send for your son, but help him!"

And Princess Ilene was released into my care.

�S�, s�!

Lord Godwin, you and the Most High are witnesses to this promise.

Come on, please! Yes!

"We have to open it up and get the baby out." "It's too dangerous."

Neither the Queen Regent nor the child can die.

Yes, they can, and they will...

unless we take it out.

Thank you.

Ll�vatelo.

Himself.

Himself.

She is a girl.

A healthy and beautiful girl.

Thank you, doctor.

Take the prisoner to his place of execution.

Now.

My queen.

We promised before God that I would live.

He is sleeping.

Himself.

Go away, for God's sake!

They are free. All of them.

Find the Princess.

If you cure her...

Perhaps you are able to heal this country.

Throw this demon Queen off the throne.

�D�nde est� Ilene?

Hidden in the Caves of Piety.

Himself.

The cage is empty!

Where are the Jews? They have escaped!

�B�squenlos! �Vamos!

Bring those bastards to me!

Alive or dead!

What are you doing, Lord Godwin?

The correct thing to do.

We will go to Hell if we kill those innocent people.

She has murdered the King.

She is our Queen.

And you are a dead man.

An exquisite technique. You learned your lessons well.

I had a good teacher.

But you lack experience.

Where are the Jews?

Look everywhere!

Leave her alone!

"Did the sentence count, Godwin?"

Die for those people?

Very sorry.

Don't worry.

We've gotten out of worse situations.

What are you thinking about?

I just wanted to save lives.

And now look.

My trail is a trail of dead bodies.

You saved mine.

They will take us to France with Rose's savings.

From there, we will travel to Cordoba.

I've always said it, I've always known it.

I cannot go with you.

He's gone crazy again.

I must find the Princess.

Rob, you've already risked too much. You'll die if you stay here.

Ilene is the only one...

that can unite the people of this country...

as the King wished.

I should take her to Morrigan, who I think can help her.

- To the North, to the Temple of Nodan. - That's it, Rob.

Listen.

This is a mistake, for God's sake!

I have to try, Abu.

I have to try.

It is my destiny.

If Rebecca had to die so that I could learn to heal my soul...

And so that Ilene may unite the people of this country...

I need to use that knowledge...

so that...

so that his death...

mean something.

Very good.

Which ship do we board?

Take good care of your son and Izak.

And you...

You'd better come back soon, do you hear me?

Kneel before your Queen and before God.

They are said to have arrived in Mudwick.

People say this is Hell.

If they don't return by sunset...

We will weigh anchor and pray for their souls.

Adi�s.

"They're all crazy there!"

Life isn't worth much to them.

What a picture!

They are like creatures straight from Hell.

These people are sick.

They deserve help, not fear.

�Espera! �Espera!

Wait.

That's good.

It's good. It's good.

That's good.

We don't want to hurt them.

We are looking for a young woman with long red hair.

Her name is Ilene.

I must have arrived about a week ago.

Have you seen her?

They seem hospitable.

They probably haven't had any visitors for a long time.

It smells pretty good.

Rob, this is human flesh.

�Atr�s!

Come on, come on!

We are looking for a Jew and a baby.

How big is this cave?

The fisherman says that nobody knows, because nobody ever comes back.

I didn't need to know it with such precision.

�Ilene?

�Ilene?

- Next time you suggest Córdoba... - We'll take your advice.

- Back! - Wait, wait.

Hello. We met. In the city.

We are looking for a young redhead.

Have you seen her?

�Ilene?

Ilene.

It's me.

Rob.

Butterflies, right?

They signify new life.

Yes! Do you see this?

There I ran as a child,

Thinking that I could fly, I did try.

The Valley of Morrigan.

Come closer, I can't see you.

Life is an exhausting struggle, isn't it?

I'm exhausted. I haven't slept in days.

I love babies.

My daughter is only four weeks old.

Can I support it?

�R�pido!

That is.

This little boy must miss his father.

No sabr�n d�nde est�, �cierto?

I set sail for France.

To France?

And did he leave the three of them behind?

I don't believe you.

Do you understand that I have the power to force you to talk?

I understand.

He is threatening to kill three innocent people.

I am not threatening to kill anyone.

What nonsense.

Well, at least not to you.

Such a young life.

Tan fr�gil.

I have lost so many.

A gust of wind...

and they are no longer here.

He has gone North in search of Princess Ilene.

Good luck.

Because she is dead.

Your son?

He hasn't even turned 20 yet.

Where will they go now?

We will go North.

We will seek refuge in the villages there.

The Queen's soldiers are everywhere.

- Is Morrigan the healer here? - Morrigan?

He has already left.

He was very weak.

I don't know if he survived.

Duff.

Duff.

It must be buried!

When your mother arrived in Reina, she was the hope of her people.

We didn't think we would have to fight anymore for our homes.

I have seen my father and my brothers die.

I saw my mother burn.

I have dug too many graves.

Are you Princess Ilene?

I am.

It was.

Please do not kneel.

I have to do it, like everyone else.

Okay?

Celtic settlements have been eradicated in Cumberland.

But their forces face fierce resistance in Lodene.

They are inflamed by the rumor that Princess Ilene is alive and with them.

That rumor is false.

Ilene is dead.

Or there's an imposter.

Yes, my Queen.

But, as long as they believe he is there, they will continue fighting.

And not only the Celts.

There is a growing opinion in his army that...

�S�?

That the legitimate Queen does not occupy the throne.

That's what some soldiers have told me.

I must command the army myself and unmask the imposter, is that it?

Is that it?

It doesn't look good.

Why can't you sleep? I can give you something that will help.

Do you want to poison me, doctor?

I am writing to ask for your help.

My help?

This contains the secrets of modern healing...

Something that could save my own soul...

But I can't understand it.

I need that friend of Rob Cole's alive to teach me.

Perd�nelo.

For me.

Around the world.

What for?

I could become the best doctor of this era...

And you, the Queen who modernized Medicine.

Without this book or understanding it, my life has no meaning.

How pathetic you've become.

Let's not shed any more blood.

They will be executed tomorrow.

And I will go North to kill the rest of the infidels.

I have orders to bring the prisoners before the Queen.

Come.

Lower your head as you pass through the door.

They will not be stopped tonight.

Take this.

Ag�rralo.

I have killed for a wisdom I will never understand.

We must save this knowledge before it's too late.

May your soul find peace for its crimes.

Perd�name...

My Lord, God in Heaven.

Forgive a poor sinner.

�Morrigan?

I'm Rob Cole. You helped me in London.

She is here.

�La has tra�do t�?

We have traveled many kilometers just to find you.

But his soul suffers.

She is sick.

If you can heal her, it will bring hope to those who are struggling.

You have finally found your great destiny, a buachaill.

Morrigan, I...

I would heal her, but I don't have your skills.

Ll�venme al Templo de Nodan.

The Goddess will grant me...

a final journey.

Morrigan, do you want me to...

You can do it without it.

I'm not sure.

Yes, you can.

Together, Rob Cole.

You and me.

I want to get better.

You're a child again.

You are a girl.

Do you see the dance of death?

S�.

"Quinms or all?"

My father.

�Qui�n m�s?

Is it a good quiz?

My friend.

Who is your friend?

She's my friend.

Do you see the man with horns?

S�.

"What do you know?"

"What do you know?"

My mother.

My friend told me to tell my father.

�Qui�n?

I shouldn't have told him.

If I hadn't told her, she would have...

He killed her, because I told him.

I killed them all.

It was my fault.

I didn't want to look...

But my friend...

My friend forced me.

She tells me that my unfaithful mother is evil.

He tells me that the Celts are evil.

He tells me that I have evil blood.

Who is your friend?

I don't know.

- Who is your friend? - I don't know.

- Who is your friend? - I don't know.

It was a fertility ceremony.

My mother...

She longed to give him a child.

And the man with the deer's head?

A druid.

Mercia made my father believe that she was being unfaithful to him.

And he killed her for it.

I saw it.

She forced me to look.

The enemy is approaching!

The Mercian army!

Everyone to the doors!

�Vamos!

Quick! They're coming!

The devil is here.

But it's not inside me.

�Alto!

Is this what we feared so much?

You and your knights are blessed...

and they will receive eternal peace in paradise.

We're going to kill them all.

Goalkeepers, to the front!

Archers, ready!

Ilene.

You can't go down there.

It will be your end.

�Apunten!

�Disparen!

Lock the doors!

We need more men. Block the gates!

This is a new beginning, Rob Cole.

I know.

�Ilene!

Come on, come on!

Breathe.

Hold here, with your left hand.

�Y t� qu� inheritance?

�Ilene!

To Princess Ilene!

It's true.

It's her.

It was a very poor battle.

It won't go down in the history books.

Let's go find that supposed Princess.

And let's put an end to this pathetic game.

Est�s viva.

Kill the imposter!

�Vamos!

Kill this imposter right now!

�M�tenla!

Cut his throat!

The woman who claims to be their Queen is the imposter.

I deceived my father...

to murder my mother.

That fool couldn't see beyond his passions.

Selfish and heartless...

He killed his own wife.

Then Mercia had my father, their King, assassinated.

And now you send them...

to kill me, am I?

Our land is governed through fear,

for too long.

I stand before you today...

Celtic...

And as a Christian...

and I claim the throne in the name of peace.

I claim the throne.

Not for me...

but for all of us.

When my Christian father...

and my Celtic mother got married...

They dreamed of a united country.

A country where peace reigns...

and prosperity for all.

What are you doing? What are you doing?

And you dreamed about them.

Kneel before our Queen.

No.

It's okay.

Kneel down, if you want to save your life.

We are a people.

We can recover that dream.

How inscrutable...

These are your judgments and rulings...

And how unfathomable and indecipherable are your ways.

I present myself before you.

What has he done?

�Ilene!

I killed the mixed-race woman!

�Ilene!

�Ilene!

Sobrevivir�s.

The relationship between the soul and a patient's health is undeniable.

What the soul longs for is to be seen in its pain...

in its truth, and accepted without prejudice by the mind.

There is much to learn from ancestral rituals...

But the mysterious territory of the soul is vast...

And it will take centuries of brave doctors to shed light on it.

If we can do it.

May these words ignite the curiosity of those who come after.

My queen.

Welcome.

Congratulations on your engagement.

S�.

According to my advisors...

An alliance with the West Saxon families is appropriate.

Although I'm not sure about this link.

My head says that's the smart thing to do, but...

my heart...

What is this?

It is an ancient Egyptian rattle.

It is believed to have been used for healing.

What does this mean?

Can you translate it for me?

Of course. He says:

"The heart is the home of the soul."

He speaks to his loved one without words...

through time."

Thank you...

Rob Cole...

For my life.

I cured a dog, father.

Are you coming? I'm coming for him.

- How is my daughter? - She has your smile.

And your eyes.

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

Martam, are you ready for your exam?

Yes, Abu. I have studied.

Herbal oils leave a subtle aroma.

Inhaling the perfume alters the state of the mind and body.

Come on, it won't hurt. Relax, okay?

It hasn't been so hard, has it?

Hey, put that down and give me a hand!

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