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-All right.

You may proceed to pack it.

-Gentlemen, please.

-But how is it possible?

What could have happened?

-Did you check that everything was in perfect condition

with the painting before packing it?

-Naturally.

-Of course.

This must have happened during the trip.

-Inspector, what do you think?

-I can't but assure you that, since the painting was delivered

in Mexico until this moment, no one had access to it.

-We made the trip by car, following the truck without losing

sight of it for a single second.

-This was not a random accident.

This was done by a madman.

-Gentlemen, we shouldn't waste time.

- Of course. - We have to move. -Right.

-Inspector, you have full freedom to proceed as you see fit.

-I would appreciate it if you could all,

for the time being, keep quiet about this.

We should promptly speak with the director of the Mexican

Exhibition Palace.

-Very well

-Santo, Santo.

-What do you want?

If you are press, wait outside.

We'll call for you.

-And if I am not?

-Same thing.

Santo is busy.

-Tell Santo I bring news from a friend.

-Rudy, let him in and stay outside so no one disturbs us.

-Interpol.

You were assigned to a mission.

-I have signed contracts.

I must go to Spain to dispute the world champion title in Madrid.

-That's one of the reasons why you were chosen.

You must work there so your stay in the country seems entirely sports-related.

-What is this about?

-The Velásquez painting that was sent by the Prado Museum,

which was exhibited in our country, suffered serious damage.

-Here?

-That's one of the things you have to find out.

We don't know anything else.

-I must be in Madrid in a few days.

It would be convenient to investigate here before.

-In Mexico, there are many people working on the case.

You must go to Spain as soon as possible.

It's an urgent matter.

-I'm very sorry, buddy.

Yes.

Santo, the Silver Masked Man.

-It's convenient to let him leave Mexico.

We'll take care of him here.

Just follow him and keep me abreast of his movements.

-I will.

-This is the work of a madman.

-Do you think it can be restored?

-Yes.

Fortunately, the acid or whatever product

they used didn't go deep into the canvas.

-It's precisely acid. Formic acid.

And another product we were unable to analyze.

Here is a copy of the report by the Faculty of Chemistry.

-Have you checked that it won't continue to spread?

-Yes.

The report also has the experts' opinions.

-Keep us informed if anything comes up.

-Of course.

Being in charge of guarding the painting

of The Drinkers is a privilege of the utmost responsibility.

-If you consider police surveillance necessary...

-This castle is well guarded.

-Goodbye.

-Goodbye.

-I'm convinced the painting will be safe in your hands.

-Thank you.

Safe journey, gentlemen.

-We're alone, Peter.

-Congratulations, Peter.

Your work was remarkable.

-Thank you, doctor.

-Make sure to prepare everything for tonight.

I'll make a duplicate of the painting.

-We'll have to clean it before.

-No, I'll make a duplicate of the painting

in its current state, which I'll pretend to work on.

This gem cannot be damaged.

-I don't understand.

-Like in Paris.

It's already been too long.

-I understand.

-Make sure nothing goes wrong, Peter.

-Yes?

-Fédor?

-Yes.

-Get Margot up to the operating room. The doctor is waiting.

-All right.

Félix, come on, there's a party.

-No.

No.

No!

-Let her go.

-Let go of me!

-Naty, you're next.

But you'll have to wait for a few months.

Let's go.

-She's passed.

-Knife.

-You can come in.

Come on, quick.

-That's all right.

-That's what I think, gentlemen.

I see nothing to suspect it's a fake.

-On what grounds do you say this is a copy?

-The sharpness of Velásquez's lines is generally absolute.

However, in that area, the master's ability is absent.

-Yes, possibly, but I blame it on the damage to the painting.

-Assuming it were a copy, it would be a contemporary of Velásquez.

-Even from his very workshop.

-We'll analyze this canvas thread.

-The analysis will only tell us the age

of the fabric, and we all agree on that.

-Once it's restored,

we'll have to put the painting through X-rays.

-That will be the concluding proof.

-Excuse me, doctor.

-Sara, what's the matter?

-Urgent call from London.

-Gentlemen, please excuse me for a few seconds.

- Of course. - Don't worry.

-Doctor, I'm Max.

I'm in London.

Santo has been investigating at the National Gallery.

He booked a ticket to Paris.

I assume he's going to the Louvre.

-The Louvre?

Max, that man must never reach Paris.

-He won't make it.

-I hope so.

That is vital for me.

You know I pay for my services well and this one I consider extraordinary.

So good luck.

Call me tomorrow after the job.

-All right, I will.

-Avianca passengers going to Paris and Frankfurt,

flight 70, please board Air France.

Gate number six.

-Avianca passengers going to Paris and Frankfurt, please board Air France.

Gate number six.

-In the files, you can read what happened with a Rembrandt a few years ago.

Indeed, we had a very similar case.

There was inexplicable damage on a canvas.

Fortunately, it turned out to be a copy.

I say "fortunately" hoping the original will turn up someday.

-Do you have pictures of the damage the painting suffered?

-Of course.

-Who found out it was fake?

-The restorer himself.

A few hours after getting the painting, he called us and told us his suspicion.

-Who was the restorer?

-Professor Schwartz, a German who had prodigious hands for these jobs.

-Had?

-Yes.

He died a few days after delivering the painting to us.

The press said he was in an airplane crash,

where he traveled with a friend.

-Very interesting.

These will be very useful.

-Let me.

-Thank you.

-Dumbass.

He got ambushed by that masked man.

-We don't know what happened, doctor.

-We know Max allowed Santo to be in the Louvre Museum.

-It was 13 years ago, Robert.

You shouldn't worry without reason.

-I was careless to talk about the painting being fake.

In Paris, he'll hear the same thing happened.

-Doctor, no one can link Professor Schwartz to you.

It's all a coincidence.

-Yes, but it's too weird.

We must get rid of Santo.

-All right.

I'll be in Madrid tomorrow to welcome him.

-No.

You cannot leave the castle until everything calms down.

Santo might have received pictures of Schwartz.

You might be recognized.

-If after 13 years of playing blind we haven't been able to throw them away...

-In a normal situation, yes, but this is not one.

Also, remember you impersonated Professor Schwartz

because of your great resemblance.

It would be wise to remain unseen.

-I think the doctor is right.

It's not necessary.

We have people in Madrid to make sure Santo will no longer be a problem.

-Yes.

Call Madrid.

You have all the information about his arrival.

SANTO, THE SILVER MASKED MAN, WILL ARRIVE TOMORROW IN MADRID.

-Please, give me just two seconds.

-A moment.

-We need a statement.

-A moment, please.

Gentlemen, hope you'll excuse me.

A moment, please.

I need to make a call.

One moment. - Thanks.

-I have news from a friend.

-How many kilometers away is he?

-9-0-0-4.

-All right.

When and where?

-At 9:00 in Somosaguas, Aceres 3.

-Please, tell us anything.

-How long will you be in Spain?

-It depends on how they treat us in our three signed fights.

-Who will you fight first?

-Have you never been unmasked?

-No, never.

-Do you want to try?

-See you later, friends.

-Come in.

The door is open.

-9-0-0-4.

-Come in.

Sit down.

Do you want a drink?

-Yes, thanks.

Whiskey.

Surprised, aren't you?

-Yes, a little bit.

I expected someone else.

-I'm sorry to disappoint you.

-No, it's not like that.

I just expected a more experienced man for this job.

-What makes you think I'm not?

-To be honest, your appearance.

-That's natural, but in jail, minutes are like hours

and I've spent years imprisoned.

That means thousands of hours' worth of experience.

But we'll get to know each other.

My name is Paul.

-Nice working with you, Paul.

Here's to everything going well.

Do you know already what this is about?

-I know everything.

I just await your orders.

-Tomorrow, we'll go to the Prado Museum.

-Certainly, Paul, you were right.

We're starting to get to know each other.

How was it transported from the airport to here?

-In an armored truck escorted by several motorcyclists,

and they didn't stop between Barajas and this museum.

-So we can rule out the possibility

that someone might have gotten in the truck during the trip.

-Exactly.

Specialized workers opened the crate in front of us

and the painting was damaged.

-In Mexico, the same security measures were taken.

-We inspected closely the packing crate

where the painting was transported and no fingerprints were found.

-Who is the restorer?

-The most prestigious man in our time, Doctor Mann.

-Doctor?

Of what?

-Of arts, and I don't know which science branch.

-You've been very kind.

Thank you.

-You're welcome.

You know I'm at your service.

-Is Doctor Mann Spanish?

-No, naturalized.

He is of Central European origin and he's extremely thorough.

A few days ago, he told me he suspected the painting might not be the original.

-What do the experts think?

-His suspicion hasn't been confirmed.

Anyway, we'll have to wait until we can examine it with X-rays.

-What do you think?

-I think we must return to the Louvre Museum right now.

-Why?

-There was an identical case from which I want to get every detail.

-It was carefully packaged and sent to Moscow,

but upon its arrival and unpacking here, we saw it was severely damaged.

-Was it?

Maybe it was formic acid with another unknown substance.

Do you remember?

-Exactly.

After thorough investigation, we learned the crime was committed on the trip.

They injected it by piercing the wooden crate.

-Was the perpetrator discovered?

-We suspected one of the crew members,

but nothing could be proven against him.

Awhile after that, he committed suicide; or at least he was found dead.

-Did the professor restore the painting here in the museum?

-No, in his study.

Professor Schwartz rented an old house in Montmartre for that.

-How was he physically?

-He was of athletic build, young, although he had white hair,

and his height was approximately 1.90.

A cigarette?

-Regarding the painting being fake, can you tell us anything else?

-I think you're familiar with the process.

I just wanted to emphasize that it was a fake.

It's not the original, as the X-rays proved,

but it's such an exact copy that we doubted it.

Thank you.

The only difference is that while Rembrandt's have a dense spectrum,

this one is too thin.

It's as if the layers of paint were smoother,

less consistent, but it is a contemporary copy of the original.

-Very interesting.

Is there a way to get a picture of the professor?

-Of course.

-Attention. Middleweight world championship.

Two pin falls, no time limit.

The contestant, Braulio Veliz from Spain.

87 kilos.

The world champion, Santo, the Silver Masked Man, from Mexico.

85 kilos.

Referee, take it away.

-Get up.

-Attention.

The world champion, Santo, the Silver Masked Man, has won.

-Congratulations, champion.

Not bad at all.

Hurry up.

We have to go celebrate your victory.

-I'm sorry to let you down, but tonight, we'll go to sleep.

-It's your call, but I'd like to know why.

-Tomorrow morning, we'll visit Doctor Mann.

-What do you expect him to say?

-Enough to figure out if the hand

who damaged the Rembrandt is that of the same man

who damaged The Drinkers.

-Even if it were, what would that clarify?

-That it's not the work of a madman, but rather a sane man.

-I confess I don't understand.

-Paul, don't you think it's very weird that a madman that damages a piece

of art was cured for 13 years?

The time he waited to strike again.

-Yes, you're right, but it's the same thing to chase a madman than a sane person.

-Although you might think so, it's not the same.

-That's all the data.

Remember, it has to look like a random accident.

Over.

-All right, we'll do that exactly like that.

Over and out.

-So if dear Doctor Mann turns out

to be the missing Professor Schwartz, it will be over.

-Aren't you going back?

-No, I think it was just a reckless mistake.

-I don't think so.

-Do you think they wanted to get rid of us?

-At least they tried.

-They didn't, Paul.

-Then they're a savage on wheels.

-So, you are Interpol agents.

Take a seat, gentlemen.

I'll be right with you.

-This way.

Sit down, please.

Can I offer you anything?

-No, thanks.

-Thanks, Sara.

Well, I'm all ears.

It's always been my pleasure to collaborate with the police.

-Did you know Professor Schwartz?

-Yes.

Although we were rivals, we were colleagues and excellent friends.

-He disappeared 12 years ago, leaving no trace.

-No.

I learned from the press he had been in a plane crash.

Sorry, I didn't offer you.

-No, gracias.

Is this him?

-Yes, but I don't see how it might be related.

I assumed you were interested

in the issue with the painting The Drinkers.

-You see, doctor, the reason for our visit...

-Sorry.

Doctor, I was told you wanted me to model.

-Yes, before these gentlemen arrived.

They are Interpol agents.

Ester is one of my models.

-My pleasure.

- At your service. - Nice to meet you.

-Ester, show the gentlemen around the castle,

because I believe that's another reason for their visit here.

Am I wrong?

-Not at all.

We wanted to make sure the painting is in no danger.

-I already told the museum director this castle is almost impenetrable.

-If it is "almost impenetrable," there's at least a chance.

-Maybe.

-Paul, go see if you find it.

-Excuse me.

Lead the way.

-You'll have to give me a minute to change.

-Gladly.

-I'll tell you one thing if you won't laugh at me.

-I promise.

-I'm scared.

The people here are great,

but I'm scared to finish my job and leave.

-Why?

-It might be a coincidence,

but every time a model is done and leaves,

we never hear from them again.

Miriam left two months ago.

She swore she'd write to me, but I haven't received any letters.

-Did you know her from before?

-No.

-Maybe after she left, she forgot about her good intentions.

-It's Naty who worries me the most.

Naty and I are close friends.

She has an amulet, a stuffed bear,

which she wouldn't leave for anything.

When she said goodbye to me, she left it in my bedroom

and she hasn't come back for it, nor has she written asking for it.

-Maybe she found another amulet.

-One time she forgot it and she came back for it, and she lost an important contract.

-Haven't you tried to reach her?

-Yes, I've written to her but I've had no answer.

-Is it forbidden to leave here or to speak on the telephone?

-No.

-I honestly don't see anything weird in what you're telling me.

It might be just coincidences.

Anyway, when you're about to leave, call me

at this number and I'll come pick you up.

-Is that Peter?

-Who?

-I thought that was Peter, doctor's nephew, but it's not him.

-Does the doctor's nephew live here?

-Yes.

He's been blind for so many years.

Or maybe he was born like that, I don't know.

We see him little and not every day.

-Blind. How unlucky.

-I am very reassured by your words,

especially now that I'm waiting for Margaret, who's coming for me.

I wouldn't want to get her in trouble.

-When is she coming here?

-She arrives in Madrid the day after tomorrow.

She's coming by plane from London.

This is the only place left to see, the pool.

Sabine.

-Yes?

-Come here.

Vicky, this is Paul.

-My pleasure.

-A pleasure.

I can tell Doctor Mann sees to it

that his models are fully comfortable.

-Yes, indeed, it's a beautiful place

and he is a charming man.

Another colleague, Sabine.

Paul.

-Nice to meet you.

-A pleasure.

-Don't tell me Paul is coming here to stay.

-No, although not for lack of desire.

-He's on duty.

He's an Interpol agent.

-How curious.

-I can only assure you that, in the hypothetical case it were

the same perpetrator who damaged the Louvre painting

and The Drinkers, they used a different method.

-Thanks, doctor.

Doctor of what?

-Arts and chemical sciences.

-Two opposite fields.

-Yes.

My dad wanted me to be a chemist,

but painting was always my calling.

-What is Margaret's last name?

-Smith.

Margaret Smith.

Why?

-Nothing, I'm curious.

You were extremely useful to me as a cicerone of the castle.

You know, if you need anything from me, call me.

-I will.

I'm much more relaxed now.

-What do you think?

-About what?

-About our visit.

-That we'll have to start over.

-Yes, you're right.

-They just left here.

The doctor doesn't want them to have any problems.

Just update us on their journey to Madrid.

Over and confirm.

-I confirm.

We will simply update you on the vehicle's journey to Madrid.

Over and out.

-Not long now, dear Sara, to complete my collection.

The greatest collection in the world.

-How much work and how much blood shed for some of them.

-And how much ingenuity.

While the best museums in the world exhibit copies,

I own the originals.

Now, I just need La Belle Jardinière.

I shudder to think that on these canvases

lay the very hands of masters Rembrandt, Da Vinci, Goya, Velásquez, El Greco.

What did you want?

-The agents passed the checkpoint, but if I may...

-I know what you came to tell me.

Have you ever seen me make a decision without thinking it through?

-Never.

-If you want to know my reasons, I'll tell you.

I didn't want them to have a second accident on the same road,

because it might raise suspicion.

I trust that Santo will die in the ring.

Let's wait for that fight in Madrid.

-And Ester?

We don't know what she told to the agent at the park.

-From the conversation you recorded at their arrival at the castle,

clearly it was nothing important.

He said, "If you're too worried, call me."

-But worried about what?

What could she have told him?

We couldn't hear that.

-Nothing important.

If it were, they would have said goodbye differently.

Anyway, as soon as that Margaret is here, I'm firing Ester.

Then you can take care of her.

-Attention.

Iberia announces the arrival of flight 437 coming from London.

-Miss Margaret Smith?

-Yes.

-Interpol.

-I have my documents in order and I don't have any contraband.

-No, that's not why I'm here.

I came to ask you to collaborate with us.

-I'm sorry.

I have another job to do.

-It's about that other job.

If you could please come with me, I'll explain.

-Good.

-In short,

your collaboration would mean allowing

an Interpol agent to impersonate you,

pretending to be Margaret Smith before Doctor Mann.

You will receive the amount in your contract, plus hotel expenses.

-I'd be crazy not to accept it.

-You must not contact Ester, otherwise

her life would be in danger, as well as the Interpol agent's.

-You can count on me.

-There's something you haven't told me.

Who gave you my name?

-Nobody.

Paul and I chose you after meeting Margaret using

the Interpol files.

-That's why I asked.

We'll have to talk to the boss.

I have a job pending.

-We already did.

You've been relieved from your job.

-Perfect.

Do you think it's possible Doctor Mann has anything to do with all this?

-I haven't seen anything suspicious about that man.

-Me neither.

I think Ester's fear is the product of a very fantastic imagination.

-So why this impersonation?

- I'm convinced what has happened is not the work of a madman.

Therefore, so as long as we don't have concrete clues,

we must remain as close to the painting as possible without raising suspicion.

You are the right person.

-When do I leave?

-After talking to Margaret.

She will catch you up on her relationship with Ester.

-All right.

Paul, go with her.

I'm waiting for a call from Mexico.

-Please, Ms. Ester, don't move.

-Sorry, doctor, but I'm very tired.

-I know.

So must be Sabine and Vicky.

However, they don't move.

-I'm sorry.

-Be patient.

I think in two or three days, I'll be done with you.

-Doctor, the new model just arrived.

-Let her in.

-Please.

-Good afternoon.

Hello, Ester.

Paul sent me instead of Margaret.

What a cold welcome for your friend Margaret.

-The doctor doesn't like when we move while he works.

-No, you can rest.

-Doctor Mann.

-Nice to meet you, doctor.

-My pleasure.

Sara and your colleagues will bring you up to speed on my habits

and they'll tell you what to do.

Sara, take her to her room.

-I'll see you later, Ester.

-Sabine, Vicky.

-Nice to meet you.

- See you later. - Later.

-Ladies, let's keep working.

Get into your pose, please.

-This is your bedroom.

-It's beautiful.

-Lunch is at 2:00 p.m. and dinner is at 9:00 p.m.

-What time does the doctor work?

-He has no schedule.

Whenever he feels inspired, even in the middle of the night.

-And my obligations?

-Punctuality,

both at meal times and when you're called to pose.

-I'll be punctual.

Ester?

-Yes.

-Come in.

We haven't seen each other in four months and you still look the same.

THERE ARE MICROPHONES

-I might have gained a kilo.

We rest a lot and we eat well here.

-I want to thank you for thinking of me for this job.

This is the life of a queen.

What's the old man like?

-He's a nice man.

He's not too annoying, but he's grumpy.

Today, he told me I'll have to leave in three days.

What he hates the most is when you move while you pose.

-I want you to show me around the castle.

I'll get dressed in a minute.

-I confess I didn't understand at first.

I don't know if they noticed anything.

-It was lucky that you were under the effect or an argument.

Well, tell me more about Mann and the others.

-I really haven't noticed anything strange.

I wouldn't be surprised if the secretary were with the doctor,

but there's nothing obvious.

You only see the blind man at meal times, but not always.

-Good. Do you know the castle fully?

-I do.

Well, I think I do.

-Are there any off-limits areas?

-No, just the doctor's room, unless he calls for you.

-You've disappointed me. It all seems too normal.

Anyway, don't forget the microphones.

If you need to tell me something, write it down.

I love Spain.

-Do you like the sun?

-I dislike the rain.

-Me too, and despite the weather, I always liked England.

-Thank you.

And you, Peter?

-I haven't returned since my accident.

-I thought you were born blind.

-No, I lost my sight in a car accident 13 years ago.

-By the way, Margaret, on which train did you arrive from Madrid?

-I didn't come by train, I brought my car.

-Wonderful. When the doctor doesn't need us, we can go to the town.

-To do what?

See the boors?

-No, to go to the nightclub.

If the doctor approves, whenever you want.

-Sure, of course you can.

Do you play bridge?

-Badly, but I do.

-Excellent.

Sometime, we'll invite Doctor Hidalgo over

and we'll play a game with Sara.

-You just earned the doctor's friendship.

-Yes.

I like bridge.

Anyway, good night, ladies.

- Good night. - Good night, doctor.

-Good night.

-Do you want any help?

-I'm no invalid.

I can take care of myself.

-Forgive me.

That Peter is moody.

-Sometimes.

-Now, what is there to do?

Is there television?

-The doctor doesn't like it.

He says he doesn't want to see any detergent ads.

-The best you can do is lie down and read.

I'm becoming a scholar.

-If you want, I can lend you magazines. I have a lot.

-No, I think I'll sleep.

-What are you doing here, miss?

-Excuse me. I couldn't sleep and I was looking for a book.

-One of those?

They're all scientific.

-Are you a chemist?

-Yes. Are you interested in chemistry?

-No, not really.

-I'm sorry.

-Thank you, doctor.

Excuse me.

-Have a good night.

-Come in, Peter.

-Thanks.

-Good night.

-Good night.

-Good night.

What was the new one doing here?

-Looking for a book, or so she said.

Why weren't the security systems up?

-It was my oversight.

-Don't let it happen again.

-Yes.

-Is there news from Madrid?

-No, not yet.

It's too soon.

-Attention.

Sensational combat. Two pin falls, no time limit.

-Mask versus mask.

The Northern Puma.

-Santo, the Silver Masked Man.

-Attention.

The winner by pin fall is Santo, the Silver Masked Man.

-X1 calling EPL.

X1 calling EPL.

Over.

-EPL here, come in.

Over.

-X1 reporting. I was well received. I thoroughly inspected the castle.

I didn't find anything peculiar, except for a curious laboratory.

There are microphones in the bedrooms.

I was able to walk around freely. There are no off-limits areas.

Over.

-What chemicals are there in the laboratory?

Over.

-I don't know.

Over.

-Did you see his nephew?

Does he look like the picture of Professor Schwarz?

Over.

-He has a strong resemblance, but he's blind.

Over.

-Check if he's faking it.

Over.

-I will check.

I will call tomorrow, same time.

Over.

-If there's an emergency, call any time.

Either of us will be permanently on call.

-Forgive me for my intemperance last night.

I don't like being considered an invalid.

-On one condition.

-You name it.

-Tell me about the accident.

-It was quite simple.

I was driving a car. I drove well and I liked to speed up.

Now, I can't enjoy the pleasure of speed.

I took a curve, my car drifted and I collided

with a truck coming in front of me.

I lost my eyesight as a consequence of the collision.

Miss, get me away from the branches. Remember, I'm blind.

-Please, excuse me. I was distracted. Are you hurt?

-No.

Don't worry.

-Sit down here, please.

Now it's me who must apologize.

I'm not used to dealing with a visually impaired person.

-I understand it's hard.

Sometimes we err on the side of excess, and others, of lacking.

-What do you miss the most?

-Not being able to move freely.

Right now, I'd love to go for a walk, looking at the sky, seeing the colors.

I guess you start forgetting them after not seeing them.

If you don't mind, I'd rather walk.

-I like walking.

-I think she's making sure I'm blind.

-How?

-Very skillfully.

Walking around the park, there was a branch in front of my face.

She didn't warn me. I pretended not to see it and hit it.

She didn't warn me about Ester, either, whom we ran into.

But then I had to make a superhuman effort

not to give myself away when she used a mirror to reflect light into my eyes.

-Intentionally?

-She was pretending to fix her makeup.

-We'll have to make sure.

Send them in to pose. While they do so,

carefully search their personal effects.

-Good.

-I'm dying of curiosity.

Can you explain why you asked me to spray perfume when Peter passed?

-To check if he's blind.

-Is he?

-No.

If he was, the smell of your perfume would have warned him of your presence.

Blind people strongly develop their sense of smell.

The downside is whether he realized it.

-Nothing.

-Same as in Ester's room. Aren't you imagining things, Peter?

-I'm sure she was trying to figure out if I was pretending to be blind.

Only the car's left.

A portable radio device. Tell the doctor.

-Excuse me.

Peter wants to speak to you urgently.

-You may rest, ladies.

-Come on.

-What's the matter?

-I don't like this. It's possible they discovered the radio.

-And what if they did?

-Let's go.

They better not find us.

-How are we going to go like this?

-That's better than leaving our bodies. Come on.

-But where?

-Hurry up.

-Is there an exit here?

-There's one they probably don't know about.

Follow me.

-I'm scared.

-Please.

-I guess there's no doubt now.

-No.

Take care of them.

-Yes.

It's okay.

We'll be upstairs shortly.

-You.

-You're going to tell me who you are and what you're looking for.

-What nonsense are you talking about?

You know that well.

-I know what you told us, but not the truth,

which is what you're going to tell me now.

-Leave me alone.

-Look at this.

They're one of the most venomous.

If you insist on not talking, you're going to test that out.

-What do you want to know?

I told you the truth.

I'm Margaret Smith, a model, and I came to pose for the doctor.

-Yes, that I know.

But what were you and your friend doing around the castle corridors?

-Last night, I went downstairs to find a book.

I found a door at the library.

We were curious to see what was in there.

That's it.

No, God!

I swear.

I'm telling you the truth!

No!

-The radio in your car?

Can you also explain that?

-It's a radio station.

I always travel with it.

I've been an enthusiast for many years.

No!

I told you the truth!

I told you the truth!

No!

I swear.

No!

No!

-All of us with no families are his victims,

or no one who will miss us.

-I don't understand why they're doing this.

-He has a formula to obtain perfect copies

of the paintings they bring him for restoration.

As you see, he needs women.

-What for?

- They inject us with something every day that causes us a tumor,

which, apparently, is what he uses in his formula.

-That's horrible.

So all of you...

-Yes, we're sick and waiting for our time to come.

We're not useful to him until we're five months in.

-That man is a monster.

What has he done with Susan?

If they found out she's with Interpol, they must have killed her.

-No, not even then would he waste a woman.

-She was contacting agents in Madrid. If she goes quiet,

they might come investigate.

-They won't find us here.

Ester, come here.

-No, no, no.

-Thinking the scorpions were venomous,

I'm sure she said the truth.

-I have good news.

-You do?

What is it?

-In town, a woman died of cancer,

who was treated with estrogens.

She was buried this afternoon.

-Excellent.

Now, we don't need to wait for any of ours.

-I've already told the other models and the serving staff

about Ester and Margaret's sudden absence due to family reasons.

-You're a wonderful assistant.

Thank you.

Peter, take care of it.

-Something's wrong. It's been 40 hours of silence.

-The radio receiver was tried twice.

-Yes. Sadly, I think malfunctioning is not the reason for this silence.

-I agree with you.

What are you going to do?

Are you telling the brigade?

-No.

We'll pay Doctor Mann a visit tonight.

Paul, get the car and get things ready for the trip. I'll stay on call.

-Okay.

-Pincers.

Sara?

-Yes?

-You can call them.

-You can come in.

-It's closed.

-Go see who it is, Peter.

On it.

-Yes?

-They're the Interpol agents who were here the other day.

-I was waiting for them.

I would have been disappointed if they didn't show up.

-They're heading for the basement.

-Handle them.

And I want no mistakes.

-Take care of that one.

-They're releasing gas.

-Halt.

Easy.

Turn around.

-Where do I shut down the gas?

-Through this door.

-Halt.

Let's go.

-And using high doses of estrogen, I cause them fibroid tumors.

That way, my models become an excellent source

of raw material for my formula.

-You are insane.

-It's possible.

-But my insanity is sublime.

What is the life of one of those poor wretches worth compared

to an original work of art?

-Sublime?

You're a vulgar murderer.

-Your insults bore me, young man.

-Sara.

-Turn around.

-Untie me.

-Take care of this one.

-Yes.

-9004, calling to helicopter.

9004, calling to helicopter.

-Come close and lower the ladder.