Laberinto del fauno, El (Pans Labyrinth) Page #4

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hardly matter to Him.

We'll help however we can, Captain.

We know you're not here by choice.

You're wrong about that.

I choose to be here because I want

my son to be born in a new, clean Spain.

Because these people

hold the mistaken belief

that we're all equal.

But there's a big difference:

The war is over and we won.

And if we need to kill every one

of these vermin to settle it,

then we'll kill them all,

and that's that.

We're all here by choice.

By choice!

Put the coffee on.

I'm going for more wood.

We'll take care of it.

Ofelia?

So, how did you

and the Captain meet?

Ofelia's father used to make

the Captain's uniforms.

Oh, I see...

And after he died,

I went to work at the shop.

A little more than a year ago,

the Captain and I met again.

Curious, isn't it!

I mean, finding each other again?

Oh, yes,

very, very curious.

Please, forgive my wife.

She hasn't been exposed to the world.

She thinks these silly stories

are interesting to others.

We understand.

Excuse me, madam

Ofelia is here.

Excuse me.

Have I told you that I was acquainted

with your father, Captain?

No.

I had no idea.

In Morocco.

I knew him only briefly,

but he left a great impression.

An excellent soldier.

The men in his battalion said that

when General Vidal died on the battlefield,

he smashed his watch on a rock

so that his son would know

the exact hour and minute of his death.

So he would know

how a brave man dies.

Nonsense.

He didn't own a watch.

What you've done hurts me.

After your bath,

you'll go to bed without supper.

Are you listening?

Sometimes I think

you'll never learn to behave.

You've disappointed me, Ofelia.

And your father, too.

You mean the Captain?

Him more than me.

I've got the key.

Take me to the Labyrinth.

Hello.

I got the key out.

That's me,

and the girl is you.

And the baby?

So... you retrieved the key.

I'm glad.

She believed in you

from the very beginning.

She's so glad you succeeded.

Keep the key.

You'll be needing it very soon.

And this too?

A piece of chalk.

Two tasks remain

and the moon is almost full.

Be patient.

We'll soon stroll through

the seven circular gardens of your palace.

How do I know

that what you say is true?

Why would a poor little faun

like me lie to you?

Proceed.

Have your cards

ready for inspection.

Let's go.

Your name?

Your names, first and last.

Narciso Pena Soriano,

at your service.

This is our daily bread

in Franco's Spain,

kept safe in this mill!

The Reds lie...

because in a united Spain,

there's not a single home

without fire or bread.

Come on, show me

what happens now?

Show me.

Ofelia, help me...

Captain! Captain!

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