Laberinto del fauno, El (Pans Labyrinth)

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Spain, 1944

The Civil War is over.

Hidden in the mountains,

armed men are still fighting

the new Fascist regime.

Military posts are established

to exterminate the Resistance.

A long time ago,

in the Underground Realm,

where there are no lies or pain,

there lived a princess who dreamt

of the human world.

She dreamt of blue skies,

soft breeze and sunshine.

One day,

eluding her keepers,

the princess escaped.

Once outside...

the bright sun blinded her

and erased her memory.

She forgot who she was

and where she came from.

Her body suffered cold, sickness and pain.

And eventually she died.

However, her father, the king,

always knew that the Princess' soul

would return,

perhaps in another body,

in another place, at another time.

He would wait for her,

until he drew his last breath,

until the world stopped turning.

Why did you bring

so many books, Ofelia?

We're going to the country,

the outdoors.

Fairy tales?

You're a bit too old to be filling your head

with such nonsense.

Ask him to stop the car.

Ofelia, wait.

Your brother's not well.

Madam, are you okay?

Ofelia?

Ofelia, Come here.

- I saw a fairy.

- Just look at your shoes!

Let's go.

When we get to the mill,

come out to greet the Captain.

I want you to call him Father.

You have no idea

how good he's been to us.

It's just a word, Ofelia...

just a word...

They're coming, Captain.

Carmen.

Welcome.

That's not necessary.

I can walk perfectly well.

Doctor Ferreiro prefers

that you don't exert yourself.

No.

Come.

Do it for me.

Thank you.

Ofelia, come out.

Say hello to the Captain.

Ofelia.

It's the other hand, Ofelia.

Mercedes!

- Bring the luggage.

- Sir.

It's a labyrinth.

Just a pile of old rocks

that have always been here.

Even before the mill.

Better not to go in there.

You may get lost.

Thank you.

Have you read them all?

Mercedes!

The Captain is calling.

Your father needs me.

He's not my father.

The Captain is not my father.

My father was a tailor.

He died in the war.

He's not my father.

You've made that clear enough.

Shall we go?

Have you seen my mother?

- Isn't she beautiful!

- Yes.

She's sick with baby.

Did you notice?

The guerrillas are sticking

to the woods

because it's hard

to track them up there.

Those bastards know the terrain

better than any of us.

We'll block all access

to the woods

Food, medicine-

we'll store it all. Right here.

We need to force them down,

make them come to us.

We'll set up three

new command posts.

Here, here and here.

Mercedes.

- Ask Dr. Ferreiro to come down.

- Yes, sir.

This will help you sleep

through the night.

Just two drops just before bed.

Two drops only.

Very good.

All of it.

Good.

Don't hesitate to call me

if you need anything. Day or night.

You or your nurse.

Good night.

Close the door

and turn off the lights, sweetie.

You have to help us.

Come up and see him.

The wound is getting worse.

His leg isn't any better.

This is all I could get.

I'm sorry.

Captain Vidal is waiting

for you in his office.

Come here, Ofelia.

Jesus, your feet.

They're frozen!

Are you afraid?

A little.

What's that noise?

Nothing, just the wind.

Nights here are different

from city nights.

There, you hear cars-tramway.

Here the houses are old.

They creak.

As if they were speaking.

Tomorrow, I'm going

to give you a surprise.

- A surprise?

- Yes.

- A book?

- No, something much better.

Why did you have to get married?

I was alone too long.

I'm with you.

You weren't alone.

You were never alone.

When you're older, you'll understand.

It hasn't been easy for me either.

Your brother's at it again-

Tell him one of your stories.

I'm sure that'll calm down.

My brother, my brother...

Many, many years ago,

in a sad, faraway land,

there was an enormous mountain

made of rough, black stone.

At sunset,

on top of that mountain,

a magic rose blossomed every night

that made whoever plucked it immortal.

But no one dared go near it

because its thorns were full of poison.

Men talked amongst themselves

about their fear of death,

and pain, but never about the promise

of eternal life.

And every day, the rose wilted

unable to bequeath its gift to anyone.

Forgotten and lost at the top

of that cold, dark mountain,

forever alone, until the end of time.

Come in.

- How is she?

- Very weak.

She'll have as much rest

as as she needs.

I'll sleep down here.

- And my son?

- Pardon?

Excuse us, Captain.

My son, how is he?

For the moment, there's no

reason to be alarmed.

Very good.

Captain, your wife should not have

traveled at such a late stage of pregnancy.

- Is that your opinion?

- My professional opinion, yes, sir.

A son should be born

wherever his father is.

That's all.

One more thing, Captain.

What makes you so sure

the baby is a male?

Don't f*** with me.

At 8 o'clock we detected movement

in the northwestern sector.

Gunfire.

Sergeant Bayona searched the area

and captured a suspect.

The other one's his son,

here from the town.

Captain, my father

is an honest man.

Let me judge that.

Take your hat off in front of me.

We found this weapon on him.

It's been fired.

My father was hunting

rabbits, Captain.

Again, keep quiet.

"No God, no country, no Master"?

- Just like that-how do you like that?

- Red prpaganda, Captain.

It's not propaganda, sir.

It's an old almanac, Captain.

We're just farmers.

Go on.

I went up into the woods, Captain.

To hunt for rabbits.

For my daughters. They're sick.

Rabbits, uh?

Captain, if my father says so,

he was hunting rabbits.

Leave him alone.

You killed him,

You killed him!

Murderer!

Son of a b*tch!

Maybe you'll learn to search

these a**holes properly

before you come bothering me.

Yes, Captain.

Mother.

Mother, wake up!

Mother, there's something in the room.

Hello.

Did you follow me here?

Are you a fairy?

Look!

This is a fairy.

You want me to go with you?

Outside? Where?

Hello?

Hello?

Echo.

Echo.

Hello?

Hello?

It's you.

It's you.

You've returned.

Don't be frightened,

I beg you.

Look, look.

My name is Ofelia.

Who are you?

Me?

I've had so many names...

Old names that only the wind

and the trees can pronounce.

I am the mountain,

the forest and the earth.

I am...

I am a faun.

Your most humble servant,

Your Highness.

- No, I'm...

- You're Princess Moanna,

daughter of the king

of the underworld.

My father was a tailor.

You are not born of man.

It was the moon that bore you.

Look on your left shoulder

and you will find a mark

that proves it.

Your real father had us open portals

all over the world to allow your return.

This is...

This is the last of them.

But we have to make sure

that your essence is intact,

that you have not become a mortal.

You must complete three tasks

before the moon is full.

This is The Book of Crossroads.

Open it, when you are alone

and it will show you your future,

show you what must be done.

But there's nothing in here.

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