I can't sleep through the night.
I can't stop thinking.
Rememberwhat we called Simon when we met him?
"Two Little Kilos".
"My two little extra kilos". That's all he weighed.
I'm so glad we're here together.
Pirate.
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,
saw his smile forthe first time...
his eyes, his bright eyes...
Simon made us strong, Carlos.
But it was plenty for us.
Although we knew
there was little chance he could ever be normal.
But when we saw him,
saw his smile forthe first time...
his eyes, his bright eyes...
Simon made us strong, Carlos.
Together, we're strong.
Together.
Forgive me if I get upset, but it's hard.
Carlos, someone's in the bathroom.
- What is it? - Someone was here.
Together.
Forgive me if I get upset, but it's hard.
Carlos, someone's in the bathroom.
- What is it? - Someone was here.
Carlos, feel, it's still warm.
Sure, I just got up.
Someone got into bed.
I'm convinced.
That's what Jung means when he says
Doppelganger.
A being that appears in one's own image.
A double.
To glance at him,
or at any of the others I've shown you,
means, without the slightest doubt,
a passport to the otherworld.
How long has your son been missing?
Nine months.
Doppelganger.
A being that appears in one's own image.
A double.
To glance at him,
or at any of the others I've shown you,
means, without the slightest doubt,
a passport to the otherworld.
How long has your son been missing?
Nine months.
Strange things are happening. Things linked to his disappearance.
I don't know who to turn to.
It's not that simple.
You won't find an exorcist in the yellow pages.
This is from my son's kidnapper.
The police say he's been dead for over 30 years.
Someone has my son.
I don't know why. But I won't do nothing.
There's someone in this field, someone I trust.
I'm talking from the heart.
Would you allow a medium to visit your home?
This wasn't a children's room in the orphanage.
The bedroom was back there.
Then we should start here.
There's someone in this field, someone I trust.
I'm talking from the heart.
Would you allow a medium to visit your home?
This wasn't a children's room in the orphanage.
The bedroom was back there.
Then we should start here.
Enrique.
Perfect,
give me an hour.
I want an old object from this house,
something related to its history. And, if possible,
some clothing from the past.
We're not alone.
something related to its history. And, if possible,
some clothing from the past.
We're not alone.
There's a police psychologist, Pilar,
who would like to attend the session.
If you don't mind.
Cops! The cops is cool!
What does she need that doll for?
To facilitate hertrance.
Clothing and objects get her into it
and begin the regression.
- Regression? - Apsychic summoning.
Past, present and future are superimposed, and cross.
Like a sort of time travel.
It may sound like witchcraft,
but you mustn't fear parallel perception.
If there's anything, Aurora will see it.
I hope we'll all see it.
Everything's ready, Enrique.
Wheneveryou want.
- Aurora, can you hear me? #Perfectly.
Here we go.
Everything around you is beginning to fade.
Darkness is forming a circle around you,
it's closing in on you.
Everything is fading. We're no longer here.
Now you're alone in the darkness,
and the darkness begins to disappear.
I'm going to count down
from ten
and once I've finished,
you can go whereveryou want
and will be able to see
anyone who is hiding in this house.
Ten...
Nine...
Eight...
You can open your eyes.
It's cold,
the window is open.
Aurora,
I want you to look around you.
Is there anyone with you?
I can hear someone.
I can hear...
I hear something.
It comes and goes.
I can't hear it anymore.
I think I've lost them.
I can hear something.
...all alone.
Children,
I'm sure it's children.
At the end of the hall. I think it's them.
I can't open it.
It's closed.
But there's someone.
Why are you crying?
#We're sick! - Who's sick?
I won't hurt you.
Open the door. Don't be afraid.
Open the door.
We want you to open the door!
What have they done to you?
What have they done?
Aurora,
tell me what you see.
Five children.
They're very sick. They're crying.
What happened?
They're dying.
Who would want to poison you?
Someone's going to kill us.
Is my son there?
Aurora, is Simon with you?
Is Simon here?
Aurora, can you hear me?
Let's get her.
Aurora, stay in the middle of the room.
I'll count from ten.
Ten...
Nine...
Eight...
I was in the house, but...
everything was different.
The beds, the toys, the decor, everything was much older.
The light from the lighthouse came through the windows.
You didn't see Simon?
It was too dark, I'm sorry.
I couldn't recognize anyone.
But the children were there.
You saw the children. Is that right?
That's right.
You're talking about ghosts.
And what is a ghost, Carlos?
There's something here, and we all saw it.
When something terrible happens,
sometimes it leaves a trace,
a wound that acts
as a knot between two time lines.
It's like an echo
repeated over and over, waiting to be heard.
Like a scar...
Oh, I'm sorry.
Like a scar or a pinch
that begs for a caress to relieve it.
Laura...
we who are close to death,
we are more receptive to these messages.
You mean my son could see those children
because...
That's enough.
Please take yourthings and leave.
We can't let them go like this.
Laura, this is a farce,
a sideshow trick.
I can't believe this. Why?
Forwhat reason? They're right...
- They don't want money. - Not yet.
What should I do?
The police haven't found a single clue
as to whether he's dead or alive.
What do I do, just sit and wait?
Can it hurt to listen?
- Laura, stop! - No, you stop!
Pilar...
How many similar cases have you had in this damned village?
Get another distraction, I didn't invite you here.
What should I do?
My dear,
you are a good mother.
Your pain gives you strength, it will guide you.
But only you know how faryou are willing to go
to find your son.
I don't know what to do.
You hear, but don't listen.
Seeing is not believing. It's the otherway around.
Believe,
and you will see.
What are you doing?
We can't stay here any longer.
We should go, at least for a while.
The children are here. Aurora saw them. I can't leave.
You heard the voices.
That Enrique could have faked it all.
Can't you see it could be a set-up?
That's Pilar's theory, a set-up?
- Her rational theory? - She's protecting us.
From what?
Things like this evening.
People entering our home and fucking up our lives.
- They just want to help. - Help?
Didn't you hearthem?
Did they mention finding Simon?
They just want to contact the dead.
If Simon's alive, I can't see how they can help us.
If he's not, they won't recover him.
I don't want to keep taking this shit.
Please, let's leave this house.
You can't ask me to give up. Neitheryou nor Pilar.
We can survive this. Many couples lose a child and pull through.
I want to be with Simon, don't you understand?
If you want to go, I can't stop you. I just want to know
where he is!
Where are you?
I'm not afraid.
You want to play?
Are you playing with me?
Benigna?
Please, don't let it be Simon.
- There are five, right? - Yes.
All my friends.
Martin, Rita, Alicia, Guillermo, Victor.
Benigna killed them. That's why she went to the shed,
to recovertheir bodies.
I've thought it out.
Their game killed Tomas
and now they're playing with Simon and me.
Simon's in danger and I don't know how to play.
I don't know how to play.
Laura, you're making it up.
I saw it myself.
And this afternoon? Who laid out the clues?
Simon made it all up.
Who?
Tell me! Who?
I've packed. I don't want us to stay here.
I can't leave yet.
I won't live here,
and you're not staying alone.
I can't just leave, there are too many memories.
I have to say goodbye.
Two days.
Alone.
Please, I need this.
Please.
Please bless what you have given us.
Thank you for letting us gather once again
and be together.
What else do you want?
What more must I do? What?
I have no time, I have no time.
You want to keep playing? Is that it?
Let's make a deal. I'll play a while,
then you tell me where Simon is.
OK?
One, two, three, knock on the wall!
One, two, three, knock on the wall.
Wait, wait! No.
I won't hurt you. I just want to find Simon...
Why are you crying?
Oh, my darling!
Are you OK? You're freezing.
Don't worry about a thing.
Don't be afraid, I'll get you out.
Stay and play with us.
We can't stay to play.
Listen to me, Simon.
Imagine it's just you and me here. OK?
Think about before we came to this house.
Remember?
Think only about that, OK?
Think only about that,
think about Daddy,
think about next Christmas,
and all the things we'll do together.
So many things, darling!
Close your eyes, tight,
shut them really tight
and think about what you'll be when you grow up.
What would you like to be, darling?
Think about the schools you'll go to, the friends you'll make.
And just believe for a moment
that Tomas and the other children aren't real.
This is a fantasy, my darling,
like a nightmare.
Do it for me, Simon.
When you open your eyes,
make them go away.
Close your eyes, darling,
and keep on playing with me.
Keep on playing, darling, OK?
#What is it? #Tomas'little house.
I found you. This isn't fair.
I found you...
I want Simon back!
Mummy, can I wake up?
Of course you can, darling.
Mummy...
I found the special coins.
Now I just have to make a wish.
I wish you'll stay and look after all of us.
It's Laura!
She's grown old, like Wendy in the story.
It's Laura.
Come, don't be afraid.
The house. The beach. The lost children.
Once upon a time
there was a house nearthe beach
where the lost children lived...
In memory of Laura and Simon
and of the orphans
Martin, Rita, Guillermo, Alicia, Victor
and Tomas
Subtitles: LASERFILM