Castle of Purity (El castillo de la pureza)

THE CASTLE OF PURITY

I'm done. Want some help?

Quiet. Don't interrupt.

There's no talking during work.

One hour, Voluntad.

Beatriz, someone went through my stuff.

Nobody goes into your room, Gabriel.

Only you have the key.

Porvenir, were you in my room?

- No, not me. - Then it was Utopia.

No, Father. I haven't even gone upstairs.

Do the statue of happiness.

- Do the statue of death. - No, not that one!

- Yes! That one! - Do the statue of war, Mom.

No! I say what!

Do the statue of death.

Hey, don't bother.

An old man lives alone there and he left early.

Oh, excuse me.

Here, go hang it.

- All is well? - Yes, Father.

May I?

I brought you a gift.

Come. Sit with me.

- Smell. Do you like it? - Yes.

This cream is excellent for the hands.

Put some on.

Let me put some lotion on you.

- I'll be downstairs. - Gabriel.

Thank you very much.

Thank you, Beatriz.

Hand me some bread.

You didn't dry your hands.

It's rude to talk during meals.

One. Two.

Three. Four.

Five. Six.

Seven. Eight.

Eight. Seven.

Six. Five.

Four. Three.

Two. One.

One. Two.

Three. Four.

Five. Six.

Seven. Eight.

Eight. Seven.

Six. Five.

Four. Three.

Two. One.

- I want water. - Wait.

Okay. Next one.

I want to see the ocean.

Don't say that or Father will get mad.

I'll tell Mother to take us.

Why tell her?

You know we've never gone out, we never will.

Anyway, I want to see the ocean.

Remember when Mother told us about it?

- She said it is real pretty. - But going out is bad.

It's horrible outside.

And the goddess of the sun, offended and sad...

...went into a cave located... - Located.

Located at the foot of an enormous mountain...

- Enormous. - Enormous.

Once inside, wishing she forgot the world...

...and her husband's ingratitude...

...she closed the entrance with a very heavy rock.

Thanks to the help of some invisible pages...

...who arrived on quick lightning bolts that came...

- That came. - That came from the king.

- Who is the king? - The sun.

Let's not read anymore. Tell us something.

What do you want me to tell?

Stuff.

When I was Voluntad's age...

...I played at the river every afternoon.

I made paper boats. Like those Porvenir makes.

- Make me one! - Wait.

One time, some bulls showed up...

...and suddenly, one came loose...

What are bulls like?

You saw them in your sticker book.

They're the animals with horns.

They're beautiful but very aggressive.

Are they edible?

People that eat meat eat them.

- We don't. - What did the bull do?

It chased me.

I screamed and ran, I was so scared.

But it didn't catch up to you?

No. They killed it.

Come and sit down.

- Did you study the maxims? - Yes.

Tell me Goethe's.

"A man with a strong will...

...shapes the world at his taste" Goethe.

Very good. Now, Ellis.

"To find men, you must turn your back on humanity" Ellis.

I don't understand.

That if you're going to be superior to other people...

...you mustn't pay attention to what they say or do...

...but live as you know how you should live...

...so that later you can set your example.

- Yes. - Don't yawn! I'm speaking!

- Did you understand? - Yes, Father.

Chesterton.

"All men are common men.

Extraordinary men are those sure that they are."

- Go to your room. - Yes, Father.

Don't move, son. I could cut it wrong.

- You hold my head. - You have very pretty hair.

It's gotten really thick.

Look. It's your first cut.

Touch it. Feel how soft it is.

Don't mix it up!

- This is Utopia's. - Let me see!

- Porvenir's is prettier. - What about me?

Here is yours. But don't touch it.

- Don't move. - Don't move!

- What did you say? - I didn't say anything.

My love! My love!

My love! My love!

The kids are downstairs, they could hear us.

It's always the same with you.

You only think of yourself. You have no right.

Gabriel, please. Come here.

You were always surrounded by men.

You think about them all the time...

...even though you pretend not to think!

- Go to the kitchen. - Lunch is ready.

Clean the machines.

I'm hungry. Bring food to my room.

Yes, Father.

He's mad again.

Your break is over! Go back to the shop.

Do you know how many corpses could fit here?

- You didn't eat a thing. - I'm disgusted.

There are rats everywhere. They're not dying.

We have to make stronger pesticides.

They're not eating what I put out for them.

They warn each other of the danger some how.

Tell me something. Rats and mice hate each other...

...can you imagine giving them something to drive them crazy?

To have them kill each other?

Every day millions are born.

The newborn females, before they leave the nest...

...are already pregnant.

If they were fighting or eating their spring...

...they wouldn't have time to reproduce.

It's instinct. Beasts only seek pleasure.

By reproducing they pass their horror and filth.

It's a circle that'll only end at the end of time.

It's the same with people.

You know men by studying rats.

They're the same!

That's why I don't want you in contact with the world.

It's best you stay inside with the rats...

...than seeing the best people out there.

Why are you saying this? Don't speak like that.

You can't compare people with rats.

Besides, you've always loved your children.

Yes, but they're different.

How can they be if they have never been outside?

Don't you see?

We haven't gone outside in 18 years.

18 years without seeing the street.

You dare complain?

On the contrary, I have always been happy with you.

There's nothing better than living with a man like you.

I don't need anything else.

These 18 years have been wonderful.

I don't need to go out.

Remember when we moved? Utopia was a newborn.

Voluntad has never seen the world outside.

There isn't a way out.

If it hadn't been for that, where would we be?

You knew the world. You know how it is.

I see it when I go out. It was a good decision.

The proof is that the kids are healthy, pure, happy.

If they were in the world they'd have been corrupted.

Can you imagine Utopia? Poor thing.

What a surprise!

How nice to see you, Mr. Gabriel.

I'm here as always to trouble you.

Are you feeling better, Mrs. Luisa?

The same. Old people are hopeless.

Don't say that, Mrs. Maria Luisa.

You'll bury us all.

How many bags should I leave?

How many? A dozen and a half, please.

Only a dozen.

We still have some from last time.

Let me see.

She'll be with you in a second.

Twelve.

Here you go.

Thank you very much. Have a good day.

How many do you want?

No, I'm sorry, Mr. Lima.