A table. A meeting place that brings together people of the same blood ties. There is no guarantee that these bonds will bring redemption to man in the face of his wretched condition: human. The abundance of distances from the affections of those who know each other very well. Dry swallowing the stain of blood that will transport those who witness such immoderateness, to the interior of a palace. A feast that will be served, the habit of a royal family, that will be subverted through the search for Oedipus, through the silent cry that moves us in secret: who am I? “Família Labdácidas” leads us to reflections on issues that last until the current century: death, family, and power. Approaching family relationships, we see the fall of a lineage from Laius, king of Thebes, marked by a blood curse that crossed three generations blinded by the thirst for power. Satiated by the blood spilled between those of the same bond.