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Father!

You're going to kill him!

- Where do you keep the food? - In that cupboard.

- There, behind the court. - Lock 'em up.

- What have they done to Father? - Take anything you want.

Do not hurt the little girl!

THE SON

"THE DESTITUTE POPULATION HAD NO OTHER OPTION BUT TO EAT UNWHOLESOME FOOD.

EITHER THE PLAGUE OR HUNGER WOULD BE THEIR DEMISE."

She's not going to die, don't worry.

They are pineapples.

A fruit from the Indies.

Indians use it to heal wounds and to cleanse the blood.

If the Church found out about this, they'd set all this and myself on fire.

For being a sorcerer.

- It's sour. - And sweet.

Half of this would be enough to cure more than a hundred illnesses.

And yet, I have to hide.

Your girlfriend is very weak, but she doesn't have a fever anymore.

Her buboes are disappearing. She only has to sleep.

When she wakes up, the plague will be gone.

- How do you know that? - It's getting cold and cold gets rid of it.

Why?

I've found a connection between the plague and rats.

Do you want to see some witchcraft?

Rats die in cold weather. That's why the plague is disappearing.

It's the reaction of wood fungus with water.

It's good for the kidneys.

The real plague is ignorance. That's what will do away with humanity.

Do you know Alejandro de Dresdner?

He was a friend of Germán. They did business together.

What business?

I wasn't interested.

He has a portrait signed by your father. In his office.

Germán asked me to do it.

He would ask me to do it for some of his friends.

Like whom?

Fortunately, I've forgotten their names.

And their faces.

Protestants.

A good reason to forget them.

I need you to try to remember. It's important.

Germán didn't kill himself.

He was murdered.

Who?

I don't know.

I'm not even completely sure.

And how could you find out?

There's only one way.

I managed to have him buried in holy ground.

But he lies in a common grave.

He took his own life.

- We need more soldiers. - Let's talk to the merchants.

They left the city. Any left here are on the brink of ruin.

- Use a different sort of payment. - I know how to solve the problem.

- With what? - I don't know, seats, property, whatever.

We cannot let those barbarians take over the city!

I know how to sort the problem out.

Quiet!

Let him talk.

Mr. Assistant,

I'm really sorry about what's happened.

I hope your family is fine.

And I hope none of you goes through such a predicament.

Something is changing.

I'm referring to the riots.

And that has nothing to do with the plague.

No, it's something different.

First, they revolted because they wanted your food.

Then, they realized they could also have your palaces and your things.

Now, they want your position.

They have realized they can change the social order,

turn it upside-down.

They want to sit in that seat, where you are sitting.

Your own servant is prepared to eat your food,

sleep in your bed and parade your surname, and he won't stop until he achieves it.

None of that will happen as long as I'm the highest authority.

With all due respect, Mr. Assistant,

you've seen what they're capable of doing.

In your own home,

highest authority.

They're dying.

That's the only authority they recognize.

And there's a lot of them. Your army is useless.

That's why we need reinforcements.

Ask for them.

No one will send reinforcements to a plague-ridden city.

Without gold, no one cares about this city.

How are you planning on stopping the riots?

Wheat.

As much as you want.

Enough to buy the time you need.

This is Seville.

Here, sleeping is the logical consequence of eating.

Not thinking.

Let's take a break.

What do you want in return?

I want you to open the harbor so that ships can enter it.

Two days.

The ships enter, unload,

and then, you can keep the harbor closed for as long as necessary.

Too late.

Those ships are on their way to Cádiz.

They can still change course.

Just give the order and get everyone to sign it.

For the time being, you're still the highest authority.

- They died from the plague. I won't dig. - Me neither.

I'll do it.

I want you to find the culprit.

Help me with this.

Be quiet. Walk.

Come on, walk.

There you go, for the wine.

Go for a walk.

Drink quickly.

You have a ship to board.

You're a day late. I'm not sure I'll make it.

Yes, you will make it.

Drink up.

You are in a hurry.

Mateo!

I'm coming with you.

How did you two meet?

Your father traveled a lot to northern Europe and needed a translator.

Both of us liked books.

He lent me the money to set up my first printer. You weren't even born.

It was him who asked me to print the Protestant Bible.

The fourth truth.

Did you ever meet my mother?

Did he ever mention her to you?

And me?

No.

What was he like?

He was like you.

This is yours.

You should have it on you.

I'm not like him.

I'd never abandon anyone.

I don't want anything to do with him.

Thank you.

I'm looking for a man. Someone who knew Germán and some of his friends.

Only you can help me find him.

Water.

Drink.

Which friends?

Azuaga, the owner of the indigo factory,

Alejandro de Dresdner, the treasurer of the mint...

And Lucina Utrera,

the daughter of Captain Armando Utrera.

They were not friends.

They were business partners.

Why are you looking for that man?

- What's his name? - Ledesma.

Follow me.

Health flags.

The plague is abating.

I hope it's true.

Teresa told me she and Germán were not in speaking terms.

Ms. Larrea didn't like it.

What?

After what happened,

that house was never the same.

Too many secrets.

Why did he tell her?

He wanted to recognize him.

He regretted everything.

Dresdner...

I had to wait for him outside until he came back.

Sometimes, I would wait all night long.

- How often would they come? - It wasn't always the same day.

He would always let me know beforehand.

- Did he ever say what they did in here? - I never asked.

Why did he ask you to come with him?

He was very anxious towards the end.

As if he was frightened of something.

I'll wait here.

What's wrong?

The altar.

Protestants don't believe in icons.

None of them would have an altar at home unless it was to hide something.

- Which language is it written in? - Latin.

What does it say?

"Cross the reflection of the world to reach the truth."

What are you looking for?

To cross elsewhere you need a door.

Why there?

Water is a kind of mirror.

This should lead somewhere.

Leave it, Valerio.

There's nothing here. Let's go.

- Are you OK? - Yes.

What happened?

Do you know him?

No.

No, I didn't hire anyone to follow you.

I trust you. I don't need to do it.

- And the dead man? - A mercenary.

We don't pay with counterfeit money, I assure you.

I'm worried that someone was protecting you without any of us being aware of it.

It's a confessional I ordered. It's about to be finished.

Confession has to be an intimate act.

We can't chase women away from God

just because some confessors use their hands for the wrong purpose.

Forgiveness is a sacred act.

And clean.

You could also return to God, if you wanted.

He'll forgive you.

And you need Him.

No man can put up with so much pain.

Do you know who it might have been?

The harbor will be opened tomorrow for the fleet from America to enter.

We can make use of one of the ships setting sail.

I can help you get out of the city.

This is your last chance.

What do you want?

The truth.

The truth about what?

Don't talk nonsense.

What use is the truth if you're dead?

Mateo...

Trust me and get out of here.

To continue fleeing?

But alive.

There is nothing here, Mateo.

Gold will stop coming in any second and this city will be nothing.

Only History.

And then you'll abandon your throne.

Your kingdom of rats and mediocre people.

And no one will remember you.

Sir, the notary is here.

A painting by Francisco Pacheco and a bronze inkwell sculpted by Tiziano.

A mirror with mounted pearls.

A collection of 63 valuable books.

A spherical astrolabe.

Fifty-seven silver items, including jewels, six spoons, and a carving knife.

Three aquamaniles, seven candelabra, and seven gourd bowls.

The contents of my chamber of marvels.

You look like a nobleman.

You didn't sell it?

Put it on me.

What do you want?

They are here to close the factory down.

- Why? - It's the Assistant's orders.

It contravenes the ordinances.

Tell the Assistant to come and close it down himself.

That is not the kind of charity these women need.

I want them to leave.

Madam,

he's the highest authority.

It's preferable to do it amicably.

What authority?

The existing authority, all the authority there is.

Back to work!

- Don't you touch me! - Where are you going? Come here!

- Let go of me! - Let go of me.

- Let go of me, you waste! - Stop! Stay still!

Get out!

- Let go of me! - Madam, let's go, don't stop.

- No! You're hurting me! - Come on! Get out!

They were business partners.

The four of them had lent money to the Crown to fund the Indies fleet.

Do you know who Ledesma is?

Everybody has heard of Ledesma.

If you're asking me if I know or have ever seen him, my answer is no.

No one knows who he is.

It could be you. No one has ever seen him.

Do you remember Carmen Gálvez, your father's friend?

We've found her.

She said your father and his partners had more in common than just the company.

They were also Protestants.

And they met with Ledesma many times.

I suppose you don't know why either.

If you doubt my father's religiousness,

look at the wealth he's amassing for the King.

Now, if you don't mind,

the harbor will be opened for two days and I need to place an order.

For Muslims, the whole world is represented in a room.

This was an ancient Muslim palace.

What do you see?

Look at it carefully.

What do you see?

The stars. The sky.

And what else?

It's as if they were flowers and leaves.

It's the Earth.

A reflection of it.

The sea.

The door we're seeking is not at the altar.

It's there.

What's wrong with its eyes?

It's blind.

It is used to move around in darkness.

It can't see, but it doesn't need to see.

What are you doing?

Let's find out where it takes us.

There's someone there.

- An ossuary. - What is it?

To pray for the dead

so that they don't stay in limbo.

Some are very small.

Children.

He heard us.

Mateo!

There's a trap door here.

Valerio!

This is the place where your friend disappeared.

It's him.

Pedro Lanzas is Ledesma.

- We have to find him. - But not outside.

He is still down there.

There's only our footprints out here.

Wait. It's a labyrinth. We won't be able to find him on our own.

Quickly! Quickly!

This is full of galleries. We need to split up.

Bring the dogs!

He's been here!

He cannot escape! He is trapped!

Come on! This way!

- He's here! - They found him!

This way! He's running away!

- This way! - Stop right there!

Stop in the name of the Holy Inquisition!

Stop!

Stop!

He's dead. Take him.

You, take him.

Make way!

Make way for the militia!

Mateo!

I thought I could cure her.

Stop that! Stay still!

I'm cold.

It's very cold.

It's very cold...

Let's go.

Keep your word.

I can't take it anymore.

It drowned me in darkness.

It made my chains heavier.

It led me astray.

It tore me apart.

It made my flesh and skin age.

It filled me with sorrow.

It covered me in ashes,

and made me part from His side.

Why do you forget about us, Lord? Why do you forsake us?

Return us, oh, Lord, to you.

Make our days anew, as they were in the beginning.