Bad Blood Page #6

Don't you get tired of this rubbish?

- Are you still going away tomorrow?

- Tomorrow night, that's the plan.

I really don't like you

travelling at night.

Don't worry.

Dad will be sad,

you've hardly stayed any time.

No, he won't.

Well, we'll need to put the day

to good use tomorrow. So...

...bedtime! Come on, Ricardo,

it's late, get to your bed.

I'm going, just in a minute.

Can I start setting the table?

Maybe you'd better.

My daughter, Sofia...

- This is... I'm sorry...

- That's alright.

- Rosa.

- Rosa! How lovely!

Don't you want

to take off you coat?

I'll put it over there,

we'll be more comfortable.

- Can I take your things?

- Of course, please.

Antnio, your coat.

I'm just going to the kitchen,

make yourselves at home.

- Is your mind really made up?

- Never been more.

And how are you thinking

of bringing up the subject?

I won't need to, you'll see.

Don't you think it's a bit silly?

You remember you wanted to go

to the sance just for a laugh?

- That was different.

- I suppose you'll tell me how.

Or maybe not.

But your thinking

of specializing in what?

If everything goes well, cardiology.

Never mind, Rui...

My mother... even to my girlfriends

used to answer for me.

Sorry...

I'm sorry, and I'll take

the opportunity to go to the kitchen!

The heart is a wondrous machine.

Do you know that in one village...

a village near here, actually...

they dug up a dead man

and his heart was still pounding

like a startled deer!

There you go...

That's perfectly possible.

They're tales that get told...

Maybe, but it's possible.

It's not so unusual...

Many times

people were buried out of ignorance,

especially coma victims.

That's a bit creepy!

Don't you think Rui's drinking a lot?

He's no child any more.

Ok, but for someone who's driving...

Xavier...

- Your son's even worse than you!

- In what way, I wonder!

I thought you were sceptical

but now I see there's much worse!

The future doctor

has an answer for everything.

For what things?

We were talking about ghosts

and all I said was...

...there's a strong probability

they exist.

What probability they exist?

There's an explanation

for what people judge

to be common apparitions.

- And what would that be?

- Ok...

How do you explain

away the beastie,

that's what Father Cruz

wants to know!

Nothing is more impressive

than energy.

At times, very strong feelings

or highly emotional events

can leave an imprint in a house.

It's nothing much!

Most construction materials

contain lots of salts of iron

and silicon.

I'm still waiting...

Which are elements present

in videotapes, for example...

But there are a lot more options.

That doesn't invalidate

the important part.

And what's that?

For us to see or feel something,

something must have occurred.

Only then does this theory

of imprint have an effect.

Peasants.

What about peasants?

Country bumpkins' tales!

Folklore for city tourists...

...these pranks about

ghosts and hauntings.

Werewolves, while we are at it?

There clearly must be

an explanation also.

- Have you seen one?

- Come on, Rui.

You can still imagine

legends are based on truth...

- It's more romantic.

- 'Lycanthropy' is well-documented.

An imbalance that makes a person

think he's an animal,

so he behaves like one.

'Hypertrichosis' could perfectly

explain other instances...

a man with an enormous

quantity of hair!

That shouldn't bother you so much!

What bothers me more

is that I said goodbye

to intelligent people in Lisbon...

and came here to find my family

immersed in fairy tales!

Friends, friends...

Let's change the subject.

This is what happens

when you have priests around,

that's what I always say.

Stop all this nonsense,

you're frightening your brother!

Let him go, mum.

There's no problem.

Don't let him go! Don't let him go!

Ricardo!

Ricardo, where are you going?

We don't need all this fuss.

Go inside, please.

Lena, let's stop clowning around!

The boy's fed up with these scenes,

go inside, please!

I'll go and get him.

Ricardo!

But tell me...

- I don't think I need to.

- No, tell me.

They killed a man's whole family...

...and he swore vengeance.

That's more or less it, isn't it?

So they say.

Yes, ok,

but what do you say, Father?

Tell me if this Devil bullshit

isn't the best excuse

for God's mistakes.

You could look at it another was...

Because the Devil's biggest trick

is to convince us he doesn't exist.

Opinions.

Everyone dies differently...

Father, sorry, now you've lost me...

I sit at their bedsides

and I can see it...

I pick up their hands...

Sometimes I don't even pray,

I just talk to them, softly.

I hope they're not afraid.

In this delivery of souls,

people unveil their lives...

some fight, others smile...

some let go,

as if I'm wrapping them up...

and they're at peace.

Others are still full of rage,

they know my comfort is useless...

because they're not ready to die.

Ricardo!

All those who are not yet able to die

are not good or bad people.

They're restless souls,

stuck halfway,

people filled with pain...

Like you, Ismael.

Our Father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be Thy name...

Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

Where were you, Our Father?

When I begged you?

When I called for you?

Where were you?!

Why didn't they wait

till I got home?!

Is it a lot?

Is it a lot to ask?

Why didn't they wait for me?

Ricardo!

I want to die!

How is he?

Alright.

Better.

Have you spoken to him?

Does he remember?

We haven't spoken much.

He doesn't remember much.

I don't even know what to say to him.

And you two?

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