Le scomunicate di San Valentino

The Excommunicates of San Valentino

I'm coming. I'm coming.

Seor Esteban. Good Heavens.

There's nothing here.

Thank you. I must make it.

You've lost too much blood.

- Where's Lucita?

She waited all night, but had to return.

The nuns might find her.

Go and get her.

- Right, I'm going.

How can I go to the convent at night?

If they see me, I'm in trouble.

I know. But only you can do it.

Lucita must know.

She must heal me.

If I die here, there'll be even greater

trouble for you and everyone.

Don't move.

Be very quiet.

Damnation.

Forgive me, Lord.

San Valentino be blessed.

- May he always be blessed.

My love.

Lucita.

- Who did this?

The guards of the Inquisition.

They accused me of heresy...

...and murdering bishop Doloso.

- Who accused you?

It was anonymous.

My parents?

How is that possible?

The Albornos and the Fuentes

have hated each other for generations.

You are a Fuentes

who loves an Albornos.

Another evil deed

to prevent our marriage.

Someone told them

I would carry you off.

If they know all, it's terrible.

Lucita takes her vows soon.

The Inquisition will be after you.

For all the Saints.

Help us. Look after

Esteban.

You're the only friend we have left.

I'll be grateful.

That won't help me when I'm dead. Go.

He cannot be moved.

You said so yourself.

Be reasonable. Look at him.

Look at me, then.

All right, but only tonight.

Tomorrow you must go.

I won't change my mind.

By now, we might have been

far away, free.

But they won't keep me from you.

Go now. We'll find a way, I swear.

You'll find a way tomorrow.

Now let's go.

What are you doing in my bed?

- I was waiting for you. It's cold.

We'll keep each other warm. Come on.

Return to your bed. Don't be stupid.

- I'm not stupid. Where have you been?

I wasn't feeling well.

Really?

Who brought the medicine? Joaquin?

I heard him, you know.

You can trust me.

I know why you're here.

Same as me. Your parents don't want

you to marry the man you love.

So they put you in a convent.

Come on. You don't want the abbess

to discover your secrets, do you?

Confide in me. Unburden your heart.

Wouldn't you like to?

I won't say anything.

But I've done nothing wrong.

I just received a message.

And you've never seen him?

Never ever?

But I won't say anything.

Be nice to me...

...and I won't say anything.

Eh, baldy!

Are you talking to me?

We seek a murderer, a heretic,

fleeing from the Inquisition.

San Valentino!

Why look for him in a convent?

We found traces of blood nearby.

- Then you're sure to find him.

Are you sure he's not here?

This is a convent. The pious nuns of

San Valentino don't shelter heretics.

Do you realize that whoever shelters

a heretic, also goes to the stake?

They're after you.

It's getting more dangerous

for you and the seorita...

And for you.

Tonight I'll slip away.

Who is it?

- Lucita.

Here, I've brought you

something to eat.

How can you feel like eating?

I feel ill. I have an urgent need.

I'll be back in a minute.

I'll go tonight.

- With me.

No. I'm not well enough to go very far.

I'll hide nearby.

As soon as we can, we'll flee.

Who will care for you?

- I'll manage.

My stay here brings danger.

Joaquin is right.

I, too, must be careful.

My cell-mate has heard something.

Josefa. She's capable of anything.

I can't wait to flee with you.

I just need to recover.

It won't take long.

There are guards everywhere.

They'll find you.

I've changed my mind.

You can't leave, alas.

Joaquin, you're an angel.

That's for me. They want me.

But you must leave, seorita. Please.

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