Laberinto del fauno, El (Pans Labyrinth) Page #5

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Come quickly.

...because in a united Spain,

there's not a single home

without fire or bread.

This is our daily bread

in Franco's Spain...

Your wife needs

uninterrupted rest.

She'll have to be sedated

most of the time.

The girl should sleep

somewhere else.

I'll stay here until the birth.

Make her well.

I don't care what it costs

or what you need.

Make her well.

Don't worry.

Your mother will get better soon,

you'll see.

Having a baby is complicated.

Then I'll never have one.

You're helping the men

in the woods, aren't you?

Have you told anyone?

No, I haven't.

I don't want anything bad

to happen to you.

Nor I to you.

Do you know a lullaby?

Only one...

but I don't remember the words.

I don't care.

I still want to hear it.

Don't be afraid.

It's only me.

- Are you ready?

- Yes.

Then let's go.

This is sheer madness.

When that man finds out about us,

he'll kill us all.

- Have you thought about that?

- Are you so afraid of him, Doctor?

It's not fear...

at least not for myself.

Pedro!

Pedro, My brother!

You didn't carry out the task.

No, my mother is sick.

That's no excuse

for negligence.

Look...

this is a mandrake root.

A plant that dreamt

of being human.

Put it under your mother's bed

in a bowl of fresh milk.

Each morning,

give it two drops of blood.

Now, we have no time

to waste.

The full moon will be upon us.

Take my pets

to guide you through.

You're going to a very dangerous

place, so be careful.

The thing that slumbers there,

it is not human.

You will see

a sumptuous feast,

but don't eat

or drink anything.

Absolutely nothing.

Your life depends on it.

I've brought some Orujo,

tobacco, cheese.

Mail for Trigo and Piloto.

Let's see how that leg's doing,

Frenchie.

How do you think it's doing?

It's f***ed up.

Let's see.

...N- North American,

British and Canadian troops

disembarked on a small beach

in the North of F-F.

- "France", idiot.

- F-f-f-rance.

More than 150,000 soldiers

give us hope...

under the command

of General Dwight D. Eisenhower...

Is it really bad, doctor?

Look, Frenchie.

There's no way to save it.

I'll try to make it

in as few cuts as possible.

Wait a second, doctor,

just a second.

"Use the chalk to trace a door

anywhere in your room."

"Once the door's open,

start the hourglass."

"Let the fairies guide you."

"Don't eat or drink anything,

during your stay,

And come back

before the last grain of sand falls."

No...

This other one.

No! No!

We'll soon have reinforcements

from Jaca.

Fifty men or more.

Then we'll go head to head with Vidal.

And then what?

You kill him, they'll send another

just like him. And another...

You're screwed, no guns,

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