Tombs of the Blind Dead (La noche del terror ciego)

THE NIGHT OF THE BLIND TERROR

A Spanish-Portuguese Co-Production

Plata Films S.A. ~ Madrid Interfilme ~ Lisbon

Script by Amando de Ossorio

Assistant Director: Paulino González

Makeup Artist: José Luis Campos

Camera Operator : Félix Mirón

Assistant Designer: Rafael Ablanque

Assistant Camera: Luis Alcolea

Assistant Editor: Concha Piño

Still Photographer: Julio Wizuete

Assistant Makeup Artist: Carmen Teran

Assistant Producer: Ramón Escribano

Deputy Producer: José Sánchez

Production Secretary: Ángela Escribano

Special Effects: José Gómez Soria

Eletrical: Abamova (Fernando Moreno)

Archive Effects: S.I.R.E.

Film and Sound: ROMA

Sound Recording: José María San Mateo

Sound Effects: Luis Castro

Music Recording: AUDIOFILM

Music Editor: L. Fdez. Soria

Set Design: Juan García

Costume Design: CORNEJO

Costume Designer: Pablo Espinosa

Props: Vazquez Brothers

Electrical: ABAMOVA

Exteriors shot in Estoril, Setubal, Lisbon (Portugal)

Exteriors shot in Palmela, Sesimbra (Portugal)

Exteriors shot in Monastery of Cercon (Madrid)

Legal Deposit: M-29400-1971

Production Managers Manuel Amigo

Production Managers Victor Dacosta

Editor: José Antonio Rojo

Production Designer: Jaime Duarte De Brito

Director of Cinematography: Pablo Ripoll

Music by: Antón García Abril

Executive Producer: Salvadore Romero

Director of Production: José Antonio Pérez Giner

Director Amando de Ossorio

I'm going out with a guy, but it's not serious.

You know, I wanted to call you.

- Still, I'd only get in the way. - You could bring a friend with you.

I don't have any friends.

- But I'll look for one. - They'll come flying.

No. Men are really difficult these days.

The secret lies in pumping enough fuel.

We won't have any problems...

if the boilers full. - I see.

You're taking charge,

including checking the passengers for tickets.

Yes, Father.

Load the coal. We're leaving.

It's not that.

My friend was coming, but he canceled at the last minute.

- His loss. Are we off? - Not me. I just came to tell you.

You could have phoned the station.

I did, but a very nasty man told me that they can't relay messages...

to the passengers once they're on the platform, so...

please forgive me, and have fun. Bye.

Wait a second. You're coming with us.

Isn't she, Virginia?

Okay.

The landscapes beautiful.

It looks like we're the only ones here.

Not really.

It's a great hotel. The best air you'll ever breathe.

Speaking of air, have you got some cream?

I don't need any.

I do. You see, I'm a city girl. I don't want my nose to peel off.

I think she's upset.

I don't see why.

It's only natural. I think we've been a bit inconsiderate.

I told you, there's nothing between us.

And I really like you.

It had to happen sooner or later.

Not with me. She's my best friend.

She's my friend, too. But what can you do?

I'm sorry, Betty.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I don't understand why I reacted that way.

Calm down. It doesn't matter.

It was childish,

because you're still the same little girl.

The same girl who'd come to my room trembling...

who needed my trust,

and answers to so many questions.

Please, stop. Don't talk about that.

I'll never forget you.

And you'll never forget me.

Remember what I taught you.

Have fun.