Tristana

1:01:08

I was coming to offer my condolences
on your sister's death

1:01:12

Thank you, but you know she and I
were estranged

1:01:15

Yes, Lope, but she was your sister
after all

1:01:22

That's why I'll attend the funeral,
even though it's a parade of cassocks

1:01:26

I remember my childhood. How she'll be
grieved to leave me alive and sinful

1:01:32

I'm sure she'll have thought only of
putting you right with God

1:01:37

She'll have thought of
more worldly things

1:01:40

If parents could take possessions,
they'd leave their children destitute

1:01:46

At least I'm glad you'll be well off
now, after so much privation

1:01:51

The dead to the grave, and the living...

1:02:00

Tristana, remember the things I sold?
Well, I've bought them all back!

1:02:12

I'll drink no more tonight;
just another drop

1:02:21

Drink up, woman! Don't you want to?
I'm sorry for you then

1:02:39

I must tell you something, sir

1:02:42

I've been keeping it secret for two
days, but you'll find out in the end

1:02:48

Señorita Tristana is here

1:02:58

- Why has she come?
- You'd better ask Don Horacio