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With deep respect, we dedicate this film to the memory of Mr.:
Vicky... Vicky, I dreamed of you dressed as a bride.
And what does that mean?
To dream of a woman in a bridal gown means...
Death.
But, if the bridegroom is Satan, as I saw in my dreams...
the death is caused by forces from the beyond.
For me...
For my house...
And for what I wish to know...
For you, what comes up is that the rich man with blue eyes...
...who you love and desire, and the blonde woman...
The two of them are very much in love.
And everyday, she takes him further from you.
Marriage comes up for her.
It must be prevented by whatever means necessary!
"Calm down."
Would you like it...
if at this moment I did something to make the blonde woman...
...cease to exist?
I'll do some black magic.
Malignant spirits, I ask you...
to cause the blonde woman to cease to exist!
Cigarette?
Can you put a bit of suntan lotion on me, please?
Yes, of course.
Barbara!
Hello, Ricardo!
Oh, that's bad.
I was at the point of getting us what we want...
but that woman has something protecting her against evil.
And at the same time, she's protecting the man you love.
Did you bring what I asked you to? -Yes.
The handkerchief.
And here are the photos.
Ricardo Santamaria, with this ribbon I tie you to Vicky...
...in order to bind you to her... forever!
Cheers!
You really gave me a fright.
For a moment I thought you were trying to kill me!
Barbara, how can you think I'd harm you, loving you as I do?
What's more...
I promise that if I die before you...
I will come from the beyond to take you with me.
Don't talk like that, it scares me!
Scared little girl. -Not only scared, jealous!
Why? -I don't know.
You know, the last few days you've seemed distant.
It's as if you're under the influence of another woman.
How can you even think such a thing?
Women have... a sixth sense.
And we catch things that men sometimes can't perceive.
And since I am absolutely certain about what I've been telling you,
I've hired a private detective.
A what? -A private detective...
...to watch you day and night.
Tell your detective that you and your sixth sense are completely wrong.
Why?
Because the only woman I want is you.
Where are you going to take me?
Let's stay here, instead.
Aren't you hungry? -You choose a place.
I feel like going out for dinner and dancing. -Wait a little bit more.
Oh, no, no, no. I want to make myself pretty for you.
Come on, get up, my love. Let's go!
With this pin that I stick into this doll...
...that represents the father of that blonde woman...
I stick it in so that he will have an accident. Now!
My love, I have a surprise for you. -What is it? Tell me.
I'm going to take you Sunday to meet my mother, and brother, Carlos.
My darling!
Your mother will be very happy. -Pardon me...
Miss Barbara, I've just been informed that your father was in an accident.
Oh, my God! -Take it easy, I'll take you to the airport.
The only one who can help you is the Devil.
But, he doesn't assist easily.
He asks that you deliver yourself to him in body and soul.
Yes, in body and soul.
That's what you asked me. -No! Not at such a price!
You told me you wanted the man with the blue eyes...
Riches... Jewelry... A house... Money...
Lots of money. Money more than anything, remember?
Say yes! -Yes.
Satan, King of Darkness, my master, come here!
I, your servant, beg you: come here, come here! Come!
I will possess your body and your soul.
In return, I will give you riches... pleasure... dominion over men.
Undress!
Hold out your arms.
This dagger will free you from death.
Use it to kill, and no one will ever know who did it.
Come to me... so that you may now receive...
that which every woman desires... eternal life and beauty.
Deliver your body unto me and I'll make you youthful and beautiful.
You?
What's this doing here?
I have it there in case it's needed. -Liar!
You used it!
I was feeling a little sick, and besides I had to dance.
Dance! You and your beliefs! -Forget it, already.
What do you think of the plans?
From the living room you can see the pool, tennis courts and garden.
That's exactly what I wanted.
Ricardo Santamaria!
By the spell of this black mass, I will control your spirit.
"It will be beautiful."
"Do you feel okay?"
Yes... I'm fine, thank you.
How about we begin in 15 days? -That sounds very good!
Then, there's nothing more to say. I'll say goodbye.
I'll walk you out. -Thank you.
I've finally done it!
Spirit of Ricardo Santamaria, you're trapped, subjugated...
You'll receive my orders in your mind...
...and you will obey!
You will obey me!
Ricardo Santamaria...
I stick these pins in you...
This graveyard earth...
...and salt...
...so that no other woman can awaken *** desire in you.
And, it will be the opposite with Vicky.
You'll want her all the time...
And only she will be able to give you nights of wild pleasure.
With these scissors I cut... break... twist...
...any sort of love that you still have for that blonde woman.
Also...
These powders of forgetting...
...will make you forever forget the blonde woman.
My work is finished.
Do you like it?
It's not bad.
The keys to your house.
Oh, thank you!
It's beautiful!
Thank you.
Congratulations. -Thank you, my love.
Vicky will lead you to *** pleasure.
Burning passion will enflame your veins and burn your skin.
Shall we top it off with another drink?
As many as you like.
"Hello?"
"Ricardo Santamaria, the architect?"
Yes, I am he.
"This is Detective Mendez."
"Your girlfriend Barbara hired me for an investigation."
An investigation?
Regarding what, Mr. Mendez?
"First, to tell her about your relations with Vicky, the dancer..."
"...the person who is with you at this very moment."
Yes. And?
"Second, to advise you that the woman has a number of lovers..."
"...among them, one Ricardo Oliver..."
"It seems she has a predilection for men with that name."
"Don't tell me collecting Ricardos has become a new pastime?"
"What magazine did that come from? -This isn't a joke, Mr. Santamaria."
"I have plenty of proof: recordings, photos, films, etc."
"I can give them to you whenever you like."
Tell me, are they done well? -"I can see you don't believe me."
"But, I suggest, and this is the most important part..."
"...you be as careful as possible."
"Because, in order to gain your love..."
"Vicky used the services of a very powerful witch."
"They say this witch has her clients make pacts with Satan."
"Vicky, your man has a lot of mettle he hasn't yet revealed."
"He'll confront you and kill you."
"Kill him! Kill him!"
"Yes."
"I've heard that supernatural events transpire around those places."
But excuse me, detective, I don't believe in such foolishness.
"I've done my job by advising you." -Goodbye, and thank you.
"Pull the dagger out..."
"...and all trace of the weapon will disappear."
"They'll never find out who killed him."
Lord, welcome into your *** this man who was your servant.
May the earth receive his body...
...and that it be his final resting place.
May his soul enjoy peace, in order to comfort those who remain.
Give him eternal rest, and shine on him the eternal light,
so that the power of Hell is wrested from his soul. Amen.
Mr. Santamaria.
Sorry to bother you here, but I've been unable to find you at home.
We haven't anything to tell you, sir. Thank you for your interest.
It's true the autopsy left no doubt there was no weapon used...
...but, we're obligated to exhaust alll possibilities.
I understand, sir.
Truth is, my mother and I see this thing as just a horrible accident.
But isn't it strange his car was found 20 kilometers from the place...?
Sir, clearing up such details won't bring my brother back.
But, if it helps, you should know that he had no enemies.
Neither my mother nor I...
...know of anyone who would have wanted him dead.
Good afternoon.
Carlos...
From the spirit world, I summon you.
I will take possession of your body while you sleep.
You will see with my eyes.
When people look at you, they will see the gaze of a dead man.
When you awaken, all you will remember is a beautiful woman...
Her name is Vicky.
Vicky?
Vicky!
Son.
The medications doctors prescribe nowadays seem like witchcraft to me.
They made me sleep... almost 24 hours.
That does you good, mother.
And you?
Carlos!
Did you sleep okay? -Yes.
But... -But, what?
It took me a long time to get to sleep.
I understand, son.
But we need to make an effort, Carlos.
Yes. Yes, mother.
I must go. It's gotten late. I'll be at the office.
Call me if you need anything.
Thank you, son.
Go with God.
Hello?
"Mr. Carlos Santamaria?" -At your service.
"This is Vicky."
"Has anyone spoken to you about me?"
Vicky?
No. No, the truth is, no. But...
Nobody, really, but I'd like to... -"Thank you."
Vicky? Hello? Hello?
Vicky!
I'm sorry, sir, but you didn't hang up the phone and I had to come in.
I was afraid you could hurt yourself with the letter opener.
Thank you.
Thank you, Margarita.
I don't know what happened to me.
Perhaps it's the... -Yes. I know, sir.
So many things... -Thank you, Margarita.
If you'll permit me, have Mr. Portilla look this over.
I don't think I can concentrate right now. -Of course.
I'll go out for a few minutes. -Okay, sir. That ought to do you good.
"Carlos, my spirit is taking over your body so that I may act on my plan."
Arturo, a "Devil's Horse." Of course... Yes, sir.
And Vicky? Where is she?
She's upstairs in her dressing room. -Tell her I'm here.
But... who should I say is asking for her?
So I can tell her. -What's wrong?
Nothing. There she goes.
Let's go. -What? But...
What do you mean, let's go? The lady is with me.
You frighten me.
Carlos...
Have you ever had the feeling...
...that you weren't really you? Like... -Forgive me, but I have to go.
As you wish. Let's go. -No. It is I who has to leave.
You stay here. I'll explain another day. -But, Carlos.
I'll see you later. -Carlos, wait!
I don't think I have a problem.
You... you, no. But, I do.
You? Don't make me laugh.
What problem could you have?
To take you to see a psychiatist.
Me?
Yes.
He's waiting for us.
It's good that you're familiar with this test.
We'll produce a graph. This registers arterial pressure.
And this, the pulse, which as you know, fluctuates with changes in emotion.
Okay, and now, Carlos...
I'm going to ask you some questions...
...that will probably seem silly, or indiscreet...
But, remember that I'm a doctor. Your doctor.
You may ask whatever you like, doctor.
But, remember if you lie, it will appear on the graph. Don't forget!
This is starting to sound like fun. Like a challenge.
Yes, it's the machine against you.
Okay. Are you ready? -Whenever you are, doctor.
Try to remain calm, very calm.
Do you dream?
No.
Do you have any obsessive thoughts?
No.
Do you have any recurring dreams?
No.
Have you answered my questions truthfully?
Yes.
Carlos...
You're lying.
Yes. You told me you don't dream, and the graph says the opposite.
Even more, it says you have obsessive, recurring dreams.
And... the machine doesn't lie.
It's true, doctor.
That's how it is.
For some time now, I've been plagued by a nightmare...
...that will drive me to madness if it doesn't stop soon.
And what does the dream consist of?
It's about a woman.
She's very beautiful.
Her name is Vicky.
At least, that's what I call her in the dreams.
I'm always searching for her.
And in your dreams, do you kill this woman?
No, never!
When I'm at the point of doing it...
...I wake up.
Is this the first time you've spoken of this... to anyone?
You... are the only one who knows, doctor.
Well, I can give you something to help you sleep...
Without dreaming,... peacefully.
Don't worry too much about the drugs...
What's important is gaining control of this situation.
By telling me about your dreams, you've let go of some of these feelings.
And in doing so, you'll be freed.
And if the dream comes back? -Let it play out.
You need to see what happens. -But...
...if I kill her? -You'll find the reason for the dream...
...and there won't be a need for the dream anymore.
You'll be completely free.
But, call me tomorrow, whatever happens.
Thank you, doctor. I'll call you. -Goodbye, Carlos.
By tomorrow we should have no doubts.
I hope then you'll have the same Carlos as before.
Vicky!
Give me everything you have or I'll kill you!
Carlos!
After this dream, my spirit will take over your body...
So that I may finish with my plan.
Vicky!
Did you think you would escape me? -Me?
Why would it occur to you to say that?
I was chatting with the girl who tends the door. She's very helpful.
She told me you left this suitcase with her.
It's true. I won't deny it. Elvira's coming by to pick it up.
The clothes are hers. -Don't try to run away from me!
I told you, those are her clothes in there.
I opened the suitcase and found... this photo!
Is this also for Elvira?
It's a boy I knew some time ago. -Your lover?
No. He was only a friend.
But, he loved you, didn't he? -I don't know, I don't know!
But he wanted you, didn't he?
Why do you insist? -To see if you're telling the truth!
Yes... He was in love with me. But, I wasn't in love with him.
But, he came here numerous times.
But he never knew my caress. I despised him!
Why did you despise him? -I don't know.
But it's true, I swear. -And where is he now?
He's dead.
You killed him!
What the matter, Vicky?
Why are you looking at me like that?
Do I remind you of someone?
Look at me closely. Look into my eyes.
Don't you think he could come back to avenge your taunts?
Because he loved you.
That's why he was able to come back.
No.
He's dead. -Is he?
Are you sure?
Look at me.
No. It can't be. -Yes.
It's me!
It's me, Ricardo!
No!
He looked like a rich guy...
...a spoiled rich kid throwing money around.
He was haughty, and wouldn't let anyone get near that Vicky.
He'd use a bottle or knife, whatever available, to keep them away.
Ah... excuse me.
Do you know whose car that is? -It belongs to Mr. Carlos, but...
...first it was his brother, Ricardo's.
Thank you. -Your welcome.
Excuse me, sir. There's a man here looking for you.
Excuse me for interupting you.
Go ahead.
Mr. Santamaria.
I'd like you to accompany me. I need you to identify someone.
But, why you?
Did something bad happen? -It's probably nothing serious.
Some client, right inspector? -Something like that, sir.
Do you know this woman?
No, sir. I don't know her.
You're saying you've never seen her before?
Exactly!
You should know, sir, that you're in a difficult situation.
I don't know how any of this concerns me!
I want you to tell me the meaning of this!
My esteemed sir, this woman was murdered...
...and by the reports of a number of people...
...we've come to the conclusion that you are the prime suspect.
The fingerprints found on the *** weapon are yours!
They match the bloody prints found at the *** scene.
As you can see, sir, the case is pretty clear.
All I am missing is the motive. Jealousy? A quarrel?
Your future wedding?
Would you like to tell me why you killed Vicky?!
Vicky?
Take him away!
Son!
Son!
Carlos! Carlos!
Is it true, Miss Elvira, that a man entered Vicky's house?
Yes.
Isn't it true that that same man visited her in her dressing room?
Yes.
Is that man in this room?
Yes.
Can you point him out to the jury?
Yes. That's the murderer!
Court is adjourned until a later date.
I'm Attorney Mendoza.
I was reading about your case in the newspapers...
And I became interested in defending you.
Don't think I'm an opportunist trying to take advantage of you.
I won't charge you anything.
Why do you want to defend me?
Because I believe you are innocent.
Your statement's so incredible, I believe you're telling the truth.
I appreciate it...
You're the first voice that has been raised in my defense.
I wish I could find the words to thank you.
I've been investigating some things that have interested me.
Some things about the victim's life.
You'll need to tell me everything you remember.
Carlos informed me that you will be his defense attorney.
I've come to offer myself as a witness for the defense.
What can you say that could help our man?
Carlos visited me on the same day the crime was committed.
He was in a state of great crisis.
It was a clear case of split personality.
He lived another life...
...without any memory of it when he returned to his normal state.
The most important thing is a man's life.
Finally, there is something upon which we both agree.
I request your honor allow me to put the accused under hypnometric trance.
In this way we hope to demonstrate...
...the influence of an obsessive spirit...
...who is using him as a tool of vengeance.
I object, your honor!
I know the prosecutor is not current on the advances being made...
...in the field of psychic investigation.
The hypnometric trance is an astral projection...
...controlled by an interfering subject.
It is not suggestion or hypnosis.
All individuals have two bodies,
...an astral body and a physical body.
"If a momentary seperation of the two bodies is obtained..."
"...it allows the manifestation of a disembodied being..."
...under the control of an "operator."
This is what I hope to do.
That is all.
What is the basis of your objection to the requested test?
Thinking it over, I have no objection, your honor. None.
Is the accused willing to undergo the test being requested?
Yes, your honor.
Close your eyes.
Now you are on the astral plane.
Doctor, do you wish to examine him? -Gladly.
His pulse is weak.
His feet and hands are cold.
His arms and legs are completely rigid.
He is not reacting to outside stimulus.
In conclusion...
...he is in a perfect state of catalepsy. -Thank you, doctor.
Now, let the the disembodied being manifest itself.
The man is going to ask you some questions.
Answer with a "yes" or a "no."
"But it must be the truth."
Only the truth.
Yes, yes. I will.
Your name is Carlos Santamaria?
No.
Then what is it?
Ricardo Santamaria.
Do you know Vicky?
Yes.
Have you ever been in Vicky's apartment?
Yes.
Did you know that Vicky was very beautiful?
Do you know that this test can tell us if you lie?
No.
Do you know who murdered Vicky?
Yes.
Who was it?
Me... Ricardo Santamaria!
Have you answered all of my questions truthfully?
Yes.
Thank you, doctor. Thank you very much.
And now I'm going to bother you again by asking the same question.
According to what the graph tells you...
...did the accused lie in response to any of your questions?
Judging by the results of the graph...
...the man was telling the truth.
Ricardo Santamaria...
...you've confessed your guilt.
Tell us now why you murdered her.
"Why did you kill Vicky?"
Because she deceived me.
She didn't love me!
What she wanted was my death.
And I loved her...
Loved her.
But she never imagined that I would come back in Carlos' body...
...to avenge her trickery!
I beg for punishment...
...if, in fact, a disembodied being can be condemned.
Very well, Ricardo.
You may leave this body, and go in search of peace.
After reviewing the case against Carlos Santamaria...
...has the jury reached a verdict?
"Yes, your honor."
"Guilty."
Carlos Santamaria, please rise.
As you have been tried and found guilty of first-degree ***...
...this court sentences you to the maximum penalty for your offense.
Remove the defendant.
We declare this seance open.
Spirits...
...who wish...
...to communicate with us, I provide material offering to summon you.
Come forward from the beyond... my offering shall grant you passage.
I feel the presence of a spirit. -Can you tell who it is?
It's... Vicky's spirit.
I can't take such pain any longer!
Vicky!
I still feel the pain of the wounds I received...
..when Ricardo killed me.
Even here, I cannot rest. -What do you want me to do?
Destroy the work that chained him to me.
Free his spirit!
"Please! See to it quickly!"
You must go to the cemetery... right now!
Go to his grave, return the contents of the bottle there.
"In order to free his spirit."
And what's most important... the dagger,
the one the devil gave me,
plunge it into his skull...
...so that I may be freed from this pain.
See to it right now!
Carlos Santamaria, tell me, do you wish to confess before dying?
It is I, Ricardo Santamaria, who must confess to you.
Ricardo Santamaria, here lies your body...
...and I've come now to free your spirit.
This doll that I stuck with pins, was made to torment you.
I will leave it beside you, so that the earth may consume it.
And, so that you may truly rest, I shall bury this dagger of Satan...
...in your skull!
No!
My God!
Oh no! Please!
No! Forgive me!
Step forward!
Quarter turn!
Squad ready!
Aim!
Fire!
Rocio!
"Yes, miss?"
Well?
-I checked everything, but didn't find anything abnormal.
Well, go to town and find an electrician. Get going!
Rocio!
Is that you, Rocio?
Who's there?
Barbara...
My love for you is so great...
...I promised you that if I should die before you...
...I would come from the beyond...
...to take you with me.