The Orphanage Page #3
You don't believe that.
Exactly. But you do.
Take it now.
Give it back when we find Simon.
Simon Sanchez's parents
feel more and more forsaken.
The 7-year-old boy disappeared
from his home 6 months ago.
The situation
is even more desperate
because Simon is ill
My son disappeared 6 months ago.
His name is Simon.
There are posters everywhere.
You may have seen them.
We've tried everything,
but not one clue,
not even a trace.
My son had imaginary friends.
We never paid much attention but...
I have the feeling
they're in the house.
I saw my daughter.
A year after her death.
It was at night, we were asleep.
I woke up and,
without knowing why,
I went to her room.
And there she was.
Smiling. Calm.
It was her way of telling me:
''I'm fine, I'm safe,
don't suffer for me.''
It is not unusual to feel,
in some way,
after their death.
All of us in this group
could tell you similar stories.
You don't understand.
My son is not dead.
His friends took him.
I saw one of them.
He was at home.
I'll do whatever it takes
to recover my son.
I'm not crazy,
believe me.
I know what I'm saying.
It's her.
The woman who came to the house.
Benigna?
Simon!
We went to Benigna's house.
We found some pictures
and old Super 8 films.
I'd like you to see them.
Are any of the faces familiar?
Antonia, the principal, the orphans.
My friends.
Martin.
She liked to be called Martin.
Rita.
Victor...
I think his name was Guillermo.
That's Alicia, she was blind.
And this is me.
Benigna?
The woman you saw
worked at the orphanage.
That's impossible. I'd remember!
She wasn't there very long.
She had a son. Tomas.
The child was deformed,
he was kept away from the others.
No one knew.
It was a total shock
when they found the body.
What do you mean?
It seems he disappeared while playing.
Shortly after your adoption.
One of the orphans confessed
that they had played
a trick on him.
They went into the caves
with Tomas
and took his mask off
to see if he'd come out.
But he never emerged.
He drowned.
They found his body at low tide.
The children weren't blamed.
They were only playing.
That boy was in my house.
We asked everyone
at the opening party.
No one remembers a child
with a sack mask.
I can't sleep through the night.
I can't stop thinking.
Remember what we called Simon
when we met him?
''Two Little Kilos''.
''My two little extra kilos''.
That's all he weighed.
The doctors said it wasn't enough.
But it was plenty for us.
Although we knew
there was little chance
he could ever be normal.
But when we saw him,
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