Bad Blood Page #5

What wrong things?

Wasn't Father Vicente

telling the truth?

Yes, unfortunately the massacre

was news at the time

and for years

people spoke of little else.

- But that doesn't mean...

- That the man is haunting this area.

Precisely.

And you?

What do you believe?

I believe that given a choice

between a natural explanation

and a fantastic one...

unfortunately,

people don't hesitate.

Let's suppose,

just as an academic hypothesis...

that this man who had his family

torn to pieces, this Ismael...

that suffered all that horror

and was, according to legend...

...transformed into a beast,

a kind of werewolf.

Let's suppose we're not rational

and that could really be true.

In that case...

...what does he want, Father?

Our Father,

thou art in heaven,

Thy kingdom come, thy will be

done on earth as it is in heaven.

You've finally come up

with the grand excuse!

Don't start, Xavier.

I don't need excuses for anything!

We'll leave because we can't put up

with cretinous superstitions.

Since we cannot bear this kind

of mentality we better go back.

- But did anyone say that?

- It's not necessary or is it?

It seems to me that if anybody's

disturbed here, it's not me...

You never wanted to come,

or is that a lie?

You always thought

it was a whim of mine!

Don't confuse the matter

because it's handy for you!

I'm just used to thinking

of all of us, at all times!

Remember we have three children

and a grandson who's asleep upstairs.

And I'll tell you, all this

is starting to upset me a little!

'Upset'

isn't really the right word...

And if I am scared?

What do you think?

That only fools and idiots

get scared?

Are you telling me

you think everything's normal?

If you wish to resume an interesting

activity called 'thinking'...

Ah! The grand climax!

The moment the scientific genius

illuminates the simple souls!

Don't you realize

this is a typical scene

from bad collective conscience?!

People inherit promises

that haven't been kept.

It's close to a century

of accumulated guilt!

The great-grandparents

of these people

let that family die without a word!

So it's natural they think there's

a bogeyman walking around!

Don't forget the Catholic weight.

Pay always for your sins! Always!

It might take a month or an eternity!

And there's no place

for anything else?

For what?

I don't know, Xavier.

I don't know.

For things that have never even

crossed our minds.

Because they don't exist.

Because it's easier

to decide they don't exist.

If you think calmly, you'll see.

Do you remember

Father Cruz telling us

Father Vicente

still does exorcisms?

Father Cruz explained

everything very well:

A typical case of an adolescent who'd

never been taught anything by anyone.

She gets her first period,

her first desires.

She doesn't understand;

the family does,

but prefers to keep her in ignorance.

They catch her masturbating

and call it the work of the Devil.

Call the priest!

The priest knows what's going on

but prefers to go through the act

of removing the demon from the body.

Everybody's happy, Lena!

Another victory for Christ on High!

People need to believe in something,

Lena.

The problem is that now,

so do I.

- You're tired.

- Yes.

But I'm not happy knowing

that an innocent family

was butchered here at the door.

And the order given

by my tetra-grandfather...

You think it's funny?

It's nothing to be proud of.

What can I do? Everybody's

got skeletons in the closet.

There's a black sheep

in every family.

...and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of our death.

Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou amongst women,

and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb, Jesus.

Ismael?

Are you coming for me, Ismael?

Sofia!

I'm going to the butcher's

with Ricardo!

Do you want me

to take the baby?

Don't forget to wrap him up.

Right, I'm off,

they must be waiting for me.

Where's Rui?

He must have gone for a walk.

Why?

When you come back

I'd like to talk to you.

You don't want to give me a clue

what it's about?

It's nothing much...

We'll talk later.

Bastard! Bastard!

You're a pig!

- Have you gone crazy?!

- What got into you, you bastard?!

What got into me?!

What are you, crazy?!

You look at me again,

you talk to me again

and I'll f***ing kill you,

you son of a b*tch!

Miss, Miss!

What's going on?

I'm glad there's a witness!

If I told this,

nobody would believe it!

- Shut up, you bastard!

- Miss Sofia, calm down.

If you told,

nobody would believe it?!

If you told, nobody would believe it,

you pig?!

What if I told?!

What if it was me doing the telling?!

Miss...

Telling what?

Go ahead, little sister...

What do you have to tell?

Son of a b*tch.

- You're a son of a b*tch.

- Well that makes two of us.

Doesn't it, Dulce?

By my count, that makes two...

Oh, no, wait!

I was forgetting about your boy...

Hello? Yes, go on.

When?

Alright...

Ok.

Do you know Father Vicente?

I know him, yes.

It happens, doesn't it?

Inevitably.

But it also happens that you're

becoming a little troubled...

I've remembered something

I argued about some time ago,

when I was very sure of things.

The very existence of the Church

is based on the belief

that a Devil exists.

I wouldn't put it that way...

- No doubt there's the awareness...

- I need you to do something for me.

A favour.

If I'm being stupid,

then all the better for everybody...

You want to do

an exorcism of the house

and you say

it's perfectly inoffensive?

It's not an exorcism, Xavier...

Don't be silly.

You invite a priest and a girl

with the delusion

she's a witch for lunch?

What's the idea?

After the coffee,

we take a walk inside the house

and see who can find

the most demons?!

Don't be like that...

If it's something so irrelevant

then it won't do any harm.

Call it... a meeting

of the sacred and the profane.

You're not well.

I'd just like you to have the courage

to tell me why you do these things!

But what things, Xavier?

What things do I do?

You came here kidding me you'd always

support me, that we're a family,

blah, blah...

You never wanted to come.

You're really happy

with all this sh*t!

We'll f***ing leave tomorrow,

if you like.

I don't give a sh*t anymore.

Would you mind not swearing?!

What's the matter with you?

This stress of yours

is also a good excuse

for us not even

to be a couple any more!

The Devil has broad shoulders indeed!

What are you saying?

- You know what I'm saying...

- No, I want to hear you say it!

You've got cause for complaint?

You? Go on, man, spit it out!

Let's calm down,

I don't want a sorry spectacle...

It's already a bit late for that,

don't you think?

In the middle of all this sh*t,

your daughter said

she wanted to talk to us

and we didn't even asked her why!

Do you know

if there's any juice left?

What's the matter?

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