El Internado: Las Cumbres (2021–…): Season 2, Episode 6 - Episode #2.6 - full transcript
Where we once saw good will,
we have found lies,
deceit and betrayal.
Evil has slipped through our defences
and I feel that it is now too late.
Salvador,
truly you are a good soldier
to our cause.
I need you to be my eyes in this school,
to be the eyes of God.
But be careful, one does not need
to see it to believe it,
but to believe in order to see it.
"An order of capture,
dead or alive,
for Beatriz of Osuna,
founder of the Crow's Nest,
for affronts to God and for witchcraft,
plus the search and destruction
of her heretical book
'Draco Musca'."
Hello?
Is someone there?
León,
where are you?
There was someone in the archives.
I'm being threatened.
Call me.
THE BOARDING SCHOOL
LAS CUMBRES
El Internado Las Cumbres.
Good morning, my love. How are you?
My head's really hurting.
I think I need some fresh air.
Of course, my love, of course.
- Oi, oi, oi! The fuzz!
- What do you mean the fuzz?
The fuzz are here!
The police are here.
Hide the gear.
Last time they took it all.
Let's tell them everything.
- How? We don't have the Corax reports.
- But we have Manu.
Manu!
Look at him, he doesn't even care.
Students are reminded
that morning exercises are obligatory.
And Paul?
Ya... One...
Two...
One...
Two...
Block!
At ease. One... Two...
Ya! Ya!
When I woke he wasn't in the dorm.
Didn't he sleep in his bed?
Your stupid friend
likes taking night-time strolls.
What are you looking at?
Do you want to go visit him in the fridge?
No, sir.
Ready!
One...
Two...
Paul?
Paul, are you there?
Amaia!
Yeah, it's me. What happened?
They caught me following Manu.
Why were you following him?
Where did he go?
To the sanatorium.
He doesn't even know that place exists.
He went through the passage
by the stairs.
Are you sure about this?
Yes, Amaia,
and he was carrying the rifle.
- What do you mean? What rifle?
- The one that you had.
Manu and I hid it in the laundry room
to help us when we get out of here.
- Brilliant.
- Manu is hiding something.
- I don't understand.
- Me neither.
But we can't trust him,
do you understand?
- Darío, what are you doing?
- Hush.
What's wrong?
Did you take the rifle
from the laundry room?
Yes, and two bazookas and a helicopter.
Manu, I'm being serious.
Didn't you and Paul
hide a rifle there yesterday?
Hey, listen Manu, you have to
talk to the police before they go.
Tell them where they kept you.
I don't know where they kept me
or how to get back there, OK?
I don't have any proof.
Wait, you do have proof,
you're covered in marks.
- That's all you need.
- Mara treated me like I was crazy,
like I was a junky
and it was my fault.
I can't do anything.
Mmmm...
You can't
or you don't want to?
Manuel, you're not the only one who's
been through stuff here, you hear me?
I don't know what they're doing to our
brains but whether you believe it or not
I ended up on top of a window
and I nearly jumped.
Great. Then you go tell them that.
They'll just laugh at you.
- You're an arsehole!
- Hey! What's your problem?
What? Motherfucker!
Come on, bitch!
What are you doing? Guys! Stop!
Manu! Stop it!
Get off him! Stop!
What is this?
Go on, carry on, carry on.
Hit each other, that's it.
Don't want to stop?
Then hit each other. Fight!
Fight!
Very good.
Are you done now?
Is that it?
Then get to your places and let's start.
Very good!
A bit weak, no?
All yours.
I'm Salvador,
your new Latin teacher.
What's so funny?
Ah, yes, of course.
If you are all that interested
in talking about my arm,
my lack of arm,
let's talk about it.
Just for today,
ask whatever you want,
and I will answer without exception.
You have five minutes.
I've got a question.
How do you manage a cheeky wank?
With the other hand!
Really? You can't think
of anything more interesting?
For example, how I lost the arm?
I'd have told you I was deactivating
an anti-personnel mine in the Bosnian war.
And that there are wounds to the soul
that hurt more than losing an arm.
Open your books to page 13.
Happy Birthday to you!
It's my birthday?
Seventeen.
And I confess I feel older
every time it's your birthday.
Come on. Make a wish.
Very good.
Give Daddy a kiss.
Hi, Fran.
Hi, Inés. How are you?
Fine. A bit dizzy.
Enough with the questions, Fran.
When did I get home?
You suffered a bit of a breakdown.
A couple of days ago.
That makes this a double celebration:
firstly for your birthday,
and also the fact
that you're here with us.
Don't you remember anything?
This is a party, not an interrogation.
- I don't know.
- Last night? This morning?
Do you know what, darling, go and get
changed or we'll be late for school.
We'll have time to celebrate
just the two of us.
What happened?
She remembered?
That's why you intervened.
I don't have to explain
anything to you, Fran.
But what did she remember
that worried you so much?
Listen, the intervention you did
is very weak,
it won't help you Darío.
In a controlled environment
like the boarding school
and without anyone saying otherwise,
she will continue being Inés Mendoza
and that will stabilize her.
Darío,
our objective is for her to remember,
to know what's in her head,
not to erase her memory!
I know perfectly well
what our fucking objective is, Fran.
I also know that I am in charge
of this investigation.
If you don't like how I do things,
you can go out
the same door you came in.
León?
THE PYRENEAN GAZETTE
Here!
"The killing of innocents:
Five girls have been found dead
in the vicinity of The Peaks Sanitorium."
The five girls
died 15 years before her.
MYSTERIOUS MURDER AT CEMETERY
The crime is being repeated,
like in the painting from the Middle Ages.
The gown, the eyes gouged out...
It's like Alba and Rita,
but in the 20th century.
He looked at me.
The killer looked at me.
I can't get it out of my head.
Fuck.
I deserve punishment,
I promise not to break the rules again.
We're grateful to
this institution for showing us the way.
Wanna tell us anything?
Paul and Adèle Uribe,
come to the headmaster's office.
Paul and Adèle Uribe.
Paul Uribe, didn't you hear
that you're being called?
Why are they calling us?
Your mother, Patricia Brun,
has escaped from prison.
The French police have alerted Europol,
they believe she may try to contact you.
You may be tempted to protect her.
That's natural, she's your mother.
But she is also a criminal,
a dangerous one.
- You understand that?
- Yes.
If my mother turns up,
we'll report her.
Paul, this is serious.
- Did I say something funny?
- Behave.
I hope you find her soon.
It isn't fair that she's free
while we're locked up in this place.
You should show some gratitude
for this school.
Yeah! "Grateful to this institution
for showing us the way." Load of shit!
See what we must contend with
every day, officer?
This is a particularly difficult case.
The fact that their mother is a criminal
explains a great deal.
Do you love your mother, miss?
- What did you say?
- Do you love your mother?
Young man,
show your teacher some respect.
Why do you treat us like shit then?
Paul Uribe...
Sorry, Officer.
This is our bread and butter.
- Go on, get out.
- I don't want to.
And why aren't you helping?
Why not spend a day here
and see what happens at this school?
- I said get out now!
- Come on.
This place is rotten
and no one does anything!
Paul, I have to show you something.
What?
It's Mum's book. I'm not interested.
Wait, Paul. It's this.
Look.
What?
Mum and Darío knew each other?
Fuck.
Hey, hey, hey...
Happy birthday. Hmm?
Have a great day.
Inés? Are you okay?
Where were you?
At home, a little unwell.
But I'm better now.
Paul told us everything.
What?
About the photos you found of...
The other night,
when Paul and Adèle came to dinner.
You don't remember?
Inés, what did Darío do to you?
Okay come with us.
Is that you with León?
Did you know each other?
It says "Alicia Bernal".
It doesn't make sense. I mean...
I'm starting to remember now.
I remember that this is impossible.
Yes, but it's happening.
It's too much.
Stop it!
Inés, why is your past
creeping into my head?
I don't know. I don't understand.
I'm sorry.
Maybe León can explain.
Have you seen León?
Have you seen the music teacher, miss?
No, I haven't.
Are you feeling okay?
What happened?
What am I doing here?
It's okay, León.
It's okay. I'm trying to help you.
How did you do this?
I don't remember.
Relax. And trust me.
Okay?
How did you do this?
This is my house
and I won't leave until I see her.
She's just asleep.
Her neural activity is completely normal.
Not again.
Not again, daughter, please.
Please, Inés...
I agreed to all this
because Darío told me he could help us.
Yes, and it's true, León.
But did you see him? He's gone mad.
I'm getting her out of here.
Listen, that's not a good idea.
Out of my way.
Where are you going to go,
when she's like this?
Listen to me, no-one knows more
about the human brain than Darío Mendoza.
Only he can do something as difficult
as helping her recover her memory.
I don't know if he can help her.
The question is does he want to help her.
OK, I know Darío is very
personally involved, but trust me,
the treatment is working.
Nothing! Nothing is working!
You're not well either, León.
And you know it.
Think, please, think!
I can help, give me time,
let me speak to him.
If you take her now,
you haven't got a chance.
Please.
León? León?
León, do you hear me?
I managed to bring you back.
For now, for the moment,
it's short-term memory,
but it won't end there.
Your deterioration is fast, León.
Very fast.
Then you'll lose your recent memory,
and finally, your long-term memory.
Each time it'll get harder.
Why are you helping me?
Because you're right.
Darío has gone mad.
- Where are you keeping the rifle?
- What are you saying?
And the door to the sanitorium?
Calm down, man, it's me.
I will, when you tell me
where the fuck the rifle is
Again with the rifle! Fuck!
- Did you see if it was there?
- Of course I did.
Was it?
Good morning.
Sit down.
The Vitruvian Man,
the famous drawing
that Leonardo Da Vinci left us in 1490.
Da Vinci argued
that God used mathematics
to create both nature and human beings.
He made a diagram that explained
man's place in the world,
the door to a new understanding:
it's just the beginning.
Lines, proportions, angles, radii...
put together,
they're a complex mathematical code.
Like an encrypted treasure map
that no one has yet solved.
I'm sure that you'll have...
some sort of remedy for this.
What happened?
Low moments.
But it's in the past.
I want to try and make things right.
You have no idea
how much I regret my mistakes.
Such relief!
Thank you.
You loved him a lot?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for everything
that has happened.
I am so, so sorry.
I'm sorry.
You were right, father.
I think that now...
I'm feeling a bit better.
To forgive, is to free a prisoner,
and discover the prisoner was you.
We're running out of time.
I'm losing my memory too.
And you're still lost.
I'm scared...
that all of this will go wrong
and we'll disappear forever.
But I refuse...
I refuse to let the life we built
over all these years just evaporate.
You asked me if we were killers...
and I promised to tell you.
That should have been
the day of my death.
But you didn't allow it.
You sent up lanterns
to summon your people,
the Crow's Nest,
you wanted them to save my life
just like they had saved you
from the Spanish flu when you were 15.
We owe our lives to the Crow's Nest.
The bells sounded
a death knell that night.
We had to hide the fact
that the lodge had prevented my death
and that, thanks to their science,
neither you nor I would ever age.
Do you want to marry me?
Every day.
You're united forever.
Do you understand what that means?
All you have is one another.
We had to leave our lives behind.
Flee where no one would know us.
But the enemies of the Crow's Nest
had seen the lanterns...
Excuse me.
And didn't hesitate to send out
a macabre warning.
History repeats itself.
Every time the lodge has used its
knowledge to overcome time and death,
death has been their response.
The punishment has always been the same:
The killing of innocents.
"Sometimes we have to pay
high prices for what's important."
You said that to me.
One life for another.
No, we're not killers.
But the death of that girl
has always followed us.
Students are reminded that they have
15 minutes to wash before going to bed.
Thank you for warning me.
Now get to bed, it's late. Go on.
All clear.
What are you doing?
Don't you think it's so unfair
that they can and we can't? Hmm?
You're crazy.
Thank you.
Here.
No, I've had a shit day
that not even this can fix.
Okay,
but worrying about it non-stop
won't help either.
And there are things that help.
For those shitty days.
No, babe, I know Eric.
I don't know. He's having a shit time.
I've never seen him like this.
And it's not just Manu, you know.
Eric is also having a really bad time.
Amaia! I'm here!
What's wrong? What's wrong?
No, it's okay.
Babe, breathe. Breathe...
What is it?
What's happened?
Hold on...
Where are you going?
I can't. I'm sorry.
Seriously?
What's wrong?
Nothing.
- Shit!
- Paul?
Shhh!
I'm sorry.
Students are reminded that they have
five minutes left before bedtime.
- Did you see?
- Yes. But I don't know what he's doing.
Well, it's nothing good.
- Which way did he go?
- How should I know?
- Why?
- She saved my life.
Paul!
- With my sister?
- Let him go now!
What are you doing here?
Sorry. They followed me.
You're helping her?
Paul, let me explain.
What?
That you've escaped from prison
or that you're a murderer?
- Calm down and listen.
- No!
- Let's go.
- Paul! No!
Screw you!
You're gonna listen to me.
When I escaped from Room 3,
they followed me with dogs.
They were about to put me back
in that hole.
And your mother, she saved me.
- You're bleeding badly.
- Yes. You'll have to help me.
Go that way.
Go that way. It's safe.
How can I help you?
And who are you?
Can you keep a secret?
- When I realised Darío was here...
- Your friend?
Your friend Darío Mendoza,
isn't that right?
What are you saying, Paul?
Paul, listen... Adèle...
He betrayed me, I'm not a murderer.
- You have to believe me.
- Why should we?
Because I've come
to prove that I'm innocent
and get you out of here.
I swear.
Then go tell it to the police.
- Let's go.
- Hey...
Hey, I'm sorry, okay?
Hate me if you want.
But it won't change that she's come
to help us close down this fucking school.
Where's she gone?
Celia,
don't you recognise your friend?
Patricia?
Your daughter said you were dead.
Well, I guess not yet.
Will you help me,
or are you still a scaredy cat?
Subtitling: DUBBING BROTHERS
we have found lies,
deceit and betrayal.
Evil has slipped through our defences
and I feel that it is now too late.
Salvador,
truly you are a good soldier
to our cause.
I need you to be my eyes in this school,
to be the eyes of God.
But be careful, one does not need
to see it to believe it,
but to believe in order to see it.
"An order of capture,
dead or alive,
for Beatriz of Osuna,
founder of the Crow's Nest,
for affronts to God and for witchcraft,
plus the search and destruction
of her heretical book
'Draco Musca'."
Hello?
Is someone there?
León,
where are you?
There was someone in the archives.
I'm being threatened.
Call me.
THE BOARDING SCHOOL
LAS CUMBRES
El Internado Las Cumbres.
Good morning, my love. How are you?
My head's really hurting.
I think I need some fresh air.
Of course, my love, of course.
- Oi, oi, oi! The fuzz!
- What do you mean the fuzz?
The fuzz are here!
The police are here.
Hide the gear.
Last time they took it all.
Let's tell them everything.
- How? We don't have the Corax reports.
- But we have Manu.
Manu!
Look at him, he doesn't even care.
Students are reminded
that morning exercises are obligatory.
And Paul?
Ya... One...
Two...
One...
Two...
Block!
At ease. One... Two...
Ya! Ya!
When I woke he wasn't in the dorm.
Didn't he sleep in his bed?
Your stupid friend
likes taking night-time strolls.
What are you looking at?
Do you want to go visit him in the fridge?
No, sir.
Ready!
One...
Two...
Paul?
Paul, are you there?
Amaia!
Yeah, it's me. What happened?
They caught me following Manu.
Why were you following him?
Where did he go?
To the sanatorium.
He doesn't even know that place exists.
He went through the passage
by the stairs.
Are you sure about this?
Yes, Amaia,
and he was carrying the rifle.
- What do you mean? What rifle?
- The one that you had.
Manu and I hid it in the laundry room
to help us when we get out of here.
- Brilliant.
- Manu is hiding something.
- I don't understand.
- Me neither.
But we can't trust him,
do you understand?
- Darío, what are you doing?
- Hush.
What's wrong?
Did you take the rifle
from the laundry room?
Yes, and two bazookas and a helicopter.
Manu, I'm being serious.
Didn't you and Paul
hide a rifle there yesterday?
Hey, listen Manu, you have to
talk to the police before they go.
Tell them where they kept you.
I don't know where they kept me
or how to get back there, OK?
I don't have any proof.
Wait, you do have proof,
you're covered in marks.
- That's all you need.
- Mara treated me like I was crazy,
like I was a junky
and it was my fault.
I can't do anything.
Mmmm...
You can't
or you don't want to?
Manuel, you're not the only one who's
been through stuff here, you hear me?
I don't know what they're doing to our
brains but whether you believe it or not
I ended up on top of a window
and I nearly jumped.
Great. Then you go tell them that.
They'll just laugh at you.
- You're an arsehole!
- Hey! What's your problem?
What? Motherfucker!
Come on, bitch!
What are you doing? Guys! Stop!
Manu! Stop it!
Get off him! Stop!
What is this?
Go on, carry on, carry on.
Hit each other, that's it.
Don't want to stop?
Then hit each other. Fight!
Fight!
Very good.
Are you done now?
Is that it?
Then get to your places and let's start.
Very good!
A bit weak, no?
All yours.
I'm Salvador,
your new Latin teacher.
What's so funny?
Ah, yes, of course.
If you are all that interested
in talking about my arm,
my lack of arm,
let's talk about it.
Just for today,
ask whatever you want,
and I will answer without exception.
You have five minutes.
I've got a question.
How do you manage a cheeky wank?
With the other hand!
Really? You can't think
of anything more interesting?
For example, how I lost the arm?
I'd have told you I was deactivating
an anti-personnel mine in the Bosnian war.
And that there are wounds to the soul
that hurt more than losing an arm.
Open your books to page 13.
Happy Birthday to you!
It's my birthday?
Seventeen.
And I confess I feel older
every time it's your birthday.
Come on. Make a wish.
Very good.
Give Daddy a kiss.
Hi, Fran.
Hi, Inés. How are you?
Fine. A bit dizzy.
Enough with the questions, Fran.
When did I get home?
You suffered a bit of a breakdown.
A couple of days ago.
That makes this a double celebration:
firstly for your birthday,
and also the fact
that you're here with us.
Don't you remember anything?
This is a party, not an interrogation.
- I don't know.
- Last night? This morning?
Do you know what, darling, go and get
changed or we'll be late for school.
We'll have time to celebrate
just the two of us.
What happened?
She remembered?
That's why you intervened.
I don't have to explain
anything to you, Fran.
But what did she remember
that worried you so much?
Listen, the intervention you did
is very weak,
it won't help you Darío.
In a controlled environment
like the boarding school
and without anyone saying otherwise,
she will continue being Inés Mendoza
and that will stabilize her.
Darío,
our objective is for her to remember,
to know what's in her head,
not to erase her memory!
I know perfectly well
what our fucking objective is, Fran.
I also know that I am in charge
of this investigation.
If you don't like how I do things,
you can go out
the same door you came in.
León?
THE PYRENEAN GAZETTE
Here!
"The killing of innocents:
Five girls have been found dead
in the vicinity of The Peaks Sanitorium."
The five girls
died 15 years before her.
MYSTERIOUS MURDER AT CEMETERY
The crime is being repeated,
like in the painting from the Middle Ages.
The gown, the eyes gouged out...
It's like Alba and Rita,
but in the 20th century.
He looked at me.
The killer looked at me.
I can't get it out of my head.
Fuck.
I deserve punishment,
I promise not to break the rules again.
We're grateful to
this institution for showing us the way.
Wanna tell us anything?
Paul and Adèle Uribe,
come to the headmaster's office.
Paul and Adèle Uribe.
Paul Uribe, didn't you hear
that you're being called?
Why are they calling us?
Your mother, Patricia Brun,
has escaped from prison.
The French police have alerted Europol,
they believe she may try to contact you.
You may be tempted to protect her.
That's natural, she's your mother.
But she is also a criminal,
a dangerous one.
- You understand that?
- Yes.
If my mother turns up,
we'll report her.
Paul, this is serious.
- Did I say something funny?
- Behave.
I hope you find her soon.
It isn't fair that she's free
while we're locked up in this place.
You should show some gratitude
for this school.
Yeah! "Grateful to this institution
for showing us the way." Load of shit!
See what we must contend with
every day, officer?
This is a particularly difficult case.
The fact that their mother is a criminal
explains a great deal.
Do you love your mother, miss?
- What did you say?
- Do you love your mother?
Young man,
show your teacher some respect.
Why do you treat us like shit then?
Paul Uribe...
Sorry, Officer.
This is our bread and butter.
- Go on, get out.
- I don't want to.
And why aren't you helping?
Why not spend a day here
and see what happens at this school?
- I said get out now!
- Come on.
This place is rotten
and no one does anything!
Paul, I have to show you something.
What?
It's Mum's book. I'm not interested.
Wait, Paul. It's this.
Look.
What?
Mum and Darío knew each other?
Fuck.
Hey, hey, hey...
Happy birthday. Hmm?
Have a great day.
Inés? Are you okay?
Where were you?
At home, a little unwell.
But I'm better now.
Paul told us everything.
What?
About the photos you found of...
The other night,
when Paul and Adèle came to dinner.
You don't remember?
Inés, what did Darío do to you?
Okay come with us.
Is that you with León?
Did you know each other?
It says "Alicia Bernal".
It doesn't make sense. I mean...
I'm starting to remember now.
I remember that this is impossible.
Yes, but it's happening.
It's too much.
Stop it!
Inés, why is your past
creeping into my head?
I don't know. I don't understand.
I'm sorry.
Maybe León can explain.
Have you seen León?
Have you seen the music teacher, miss?
No, I haven't.
Are you feeling okay?
What happened?
What am I doing here?
It's okay, León.
It's okay. I'm trying to help you.
How did you do this?
I don't remember.
Relax. And trust me.
Okay?
How did you do this?
This is my house
and I won't leave until I see her.
She's just asleep.
Her neural activity is completely normal.
Not again.
Not again, daughter, please.
Please, Inés...
I agreed to all this
because Darío told me he could help us.
Yes, and it's true, León.
But did you see him? He's gone mad.
I'm getting her out of here.
Listen, that's not a good idea.
Out of my way.
Where are you going to go,
when she's like this?
Listen to me, no-one knows more
about the human brain than Darío Mendoza.
Only he can do something as difficult
as helping her recover her memory.
I don't know if he can help her.
The question is does he want to help her.
OK, I know Darío is very
personally involved, but trust me,
the treatment is working.
Nothing! Nothing is working!
You're not well either, León.
And you know it.
Think, please, think!
I can help, give me time,
let me speak to him.
If you take her now,
you haven't got a chance.
Please.
León? León?
León, do you hear me?
I managed to bring you back.
For now, for the moment,
it's short-term memory,
but it won't end there.
Your deterioration is fast, León.
Very fast.
Then you'll lose your recent memory,
and finally, your long-term memory.
Each time it'll get harder.
Why are you helping me?
Because you're right.
Darío has gone mad.
- Where are you keeping the rifle?
- What are you saying?
And the door to the sanitorium?
Calm down, man, it's me.
I will, when you tell me
where the fuck the rifle is
Again with the rifle! Fuck!
- Did you see if it was there?
- Of course I did.
Was it?
Good morning.
Sit down.
The Vitruvian Man,
the famous drawing
that Leonardo Da Vinci left us in 1490.
Da Vinci argued
that God used mathematics
to create both nature and human beings.
He made a diagram that explained
man's place in the world,
the door to a new understanding:
it's just the beginning.
Lines, proportions, angles, radii...
put together,
they're a complex mathematical code.
Like an encrypted treasure map
that no one has yet solved.
I'm sure that you'll have...
some sort of remedy for this.
What happened?
Low moments.
But it's in the past.
I want to try and make things right.
You have no idea
how much I regret my mistakes.
Such relief!
Thank you.
You loved him a lot?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for everything
that has happened.
I am so, so sorry.
I'm sorry.
You were right, father.
I think that now...
I'm feeling a bit better.
To forgive, is to free a prisoner,
and discover the prisoner was you.
We're running out of time.
I'm losing my memory too.
And you're still lost.
I'm scared...
that all of this will go wrong
and we'll disappear forever.
But I refuse...
I refuse to let the life we built
over all these years just evaporate.
You asked me if we were killers...
and I promised to tell you.
That should have been
the day of my death.
But you didn't allow it.
You sent up lanterns
to summon your people,
the Crow's Nest,
you wanted them to save my life
just like they had saved you
from the Spanish flu when you were 15.
We owe our lives to the Crow's Nest.
The bells sounded
a death knell that night.
We had to hide the fact
that the lodge had prevented my death
and that, thanks to their science,
neither you nor I would ever age.
Do you want to marry me?
Every day.
You're united forever.
Do you understand what that means?
All you have is one another.
We had to leave our lives behind.
Flee where no one would know us.
But the enemies of the Crow's Nest
had seen the lanterns...
Excuse me.
And didn't hesitate to send out
a macabre warning.
History repeats itself.
Every time the lodge has used its
knowledge to overcome time and death,
death has been their response.
The punishment has always been the same:
The killing of innocents.
"Sometimes we have to pay
high prices for what's important."
You said that to me.
One life for another.
No, we're not killers.
But the death of that girl
has always followed us.
Students are reminded that they have
15 minutes to wash before going to bed.
Thank you for warning me.
Now get to bed, it's late. Go on.
All clear.
What are you doing?
Don't you think it's so unfair
that they can and we can't? Hmm?
You're crazy.
Thank you.
Here.
No, I've had a shit day
that not even this can fix.
Okay,
but worrying about it non-stop
won't help either.
And there are things that help.
For those shitty days.
No, babe, I know Eric.
I don't know. He's having a shit time.
I've never seen him like this.
And it's not just Manu, you know.
Eric is also having a really bad time.
Amaia! I'm here!
What's wrong? What's wrong?
No, it's okay.
Babe, breathe. Breathe...
What is it?
What's happened?
Hold on...
Where are you going?
I can't. I'm sorry.
Seriously?
What's wrong?
Nothing.
- Shit!
- Paul?
Shhh!
I'm sorry.
Students are reminded that they have
five minutes left before bedtime.
- Did you see?
- Yes. But I don't know what he's doing.
Well, it's nothing good.
- Which way did he go?
- How should I know?
- Why?
- She saved my life.
Paul!
- With my sister?
- Let him go now!
What are you doing here?
Sorry. They followed me.
You're helping her?
Paul, let me explain.
What?
That you've escaped from prison
or that you're a murderer?
- Calm down and listen.
- No!
- Let's go.
- Paul! No!
Screw you!
You're gonna listen to me.
When I escaped from Room 3,
they followed me with dogs.
They were about to put me back
in that hole.
And your mother, she saved me.
- You're bleeding badly.
- Yes. You'll have to help me.
Go that way.
Go that way. It's safe.
How can I help you?
And who are you?
Can you keep a secret?
- When I realised Darío was here...
- Your friend?
Your friend Darío Mendoza,
isn't that right?
What are you saying, Paul?
Paul, listen... Adèle...
He betrayed me, I'm not a murderer.
- You have to believe me.
- Why should we?
Because I've come
to prove that I'm innocent
and get you out of here.
I swear.
Then go tell it to the police.
- Let's go.
- Hey...
Hey, I'm sorry, okay?
Hate me if you want.
But it won't change that she's come
to help us close down this fucking school.
Where's she gone?
Celia,
don't you recognise your friend?
Patricia?
Your daughter said you were dead.
Well, I guess not yet.
Will you help me,
or are you still a scaredy cat?
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