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BRAVE NEW LAND

Antonio! Come here.

Get some men to give us a hand.

Nice shot, Captain!

Have you ever seen this animal?

I've seen it in a drawing in Coimbra.

Well, they don't need a village
with wooden houses.

They say the wood
is too hard to cut.

And this is slave work!

What about their slaves?

You didn't get it, Commander.

They don't want to grow corn
or live in wooden houses.

If you want it
send then your slaves to do it!

That's all, Commander.

Let me tell you, Sir,
the problem in this land

besides those doggy Spaniards

comes from these tiny creatures
with their itching bites.

The mosquitoes might bother us

but the Spaniards no longer.

After this mission, I will prove

this land up to the Paraguay River
belongs to Portugal.

A map goes up,
a treaty comes down...

it's tit...

for tat!

This is a boa.

A baby.

Its mother is not far... ouch!

There's a bigger one.

The anaconda. When it grips an ox,
it will swallow it alive.

It won't fit in your little bottles.

Joao, come here.

Hurry up.

Let the snake go. Don't kill it.

Very interesting...

Dom Diogo,

this land doesn't belong to those
who sign treaties and documents,

but to those who are unafraid
of its creatures, be it God or the devil.

I think we'd better
invoke God only.

Until we reach Fort Coimbra,
let's Satan mind his own business.

Fort Coimbra, the Year of Grace 1778.

Your Excellency, Governor
of the Captainship of Mato Grosso,

regarding the Guaicuru Indians,

I'm still optimistic about
a peace treaty.

Despite their objections and refusal
to our offers to be civilized,

I think we'll soon succeed
in re-educating these Indians.

Holy Mother of God!

Here's my advice, Sir.

Near the fire, the mosquitoes
won't bother you.

Thank you, Antonio.

We're already
in the Horsemen Indians' territory.

They know all about the plants
and rocks you've been collecting.

And more, but it's impossible
to talk with them.

Are they really that dangerous?

I've heard a peace treaty is under way.

Peace treaty?
Only in your dreams!

One day, they side with us
against the Spaniards.

The next, they join them.
They lie as they breathe!

The mosquitoes don't bother them.

Your thin skin, Sir

attracts the plagues of this land.

These Horsemen can hardly be seen.

Five years ago,
they slaughtered some Spaniards

who were going downstream
in boats full of silver.

They threw all the silver
in the river

keeping only the swords and machetes.

Up till now, people plunge
into the river.

Up till now...

to see if they can find silver.

I've heard of a Frenchman
who'd enjoy this story.

He says the New World savage,

from the Americas,
who lives in harmony with Nature,

is morally much stronger
than Europeans.

-Morally stronger!
-He also says

we'd better not civilize the natives.

They might end up like us
killing each other out of greed,

for a handful of gold.

This Frenchman must be crazy.

He's probably never been
in the colonies!

The Indians I know do nothing
but to drink, eat, fuck, steal, and kill.

-People do that.
-People? They're devils!

And the priests say
they're sons of God...

They're not even sons of the devil.

They're all sons of bitches!

Come here!

Drink!

Drink, you animal! Repeat:

I am a son of a bitch.

-I am...
-...a son of a bitch.

-...bitch.
-Drink!

Antonio, wake up the little master.

Sir!

I hardly got any sleep.

I had chills and thirst.

You'll get used to it, Sir.
The fever will be gone soon.

How long have you been
living here, Mr. Antonio?

You know who I am, Sir?

Yes.

I know you used to be
Duarte Jose Pereira's intendant.

The richest New Christian
in the colony.

You knew Dom Duarte
in Portugal, Sir?

No, I was but a child
when he was...

Executed...

Burnt at the stake by the Inquisition.

Everyone talked about him.

He had found gold and silver mines
in the colonies.

That's exactly what I'd like
to talk to you, Sir.

This is a map...

to one of those mines
that were never located.

May Dom Duarte's soul rest in peace,
he gave it to me.

If you would be kind enough
to help me, Sir...

Move on.

Thank you.

Antonio came back dreaming
about the silver mountain.

I've seen so many people die
trying to find it...

-What about the map?
-What map!

The Jew made it up!

Everyone knows it leads nowhere.

The landmark is a bell-shaped mountain
no one has ever seen.

It could be a code.

Then the secret burnt
with the heretic.

It's easier to find gold and silver
near the Cuiaba River,

Santana de Goias, the Almas River.

Tell me, Captain,
you know this land so well,

how come you're not rich with gold,
silver, or diamonds?

Hey, let's go faster!
We'll stop by the waterfall.

Is that all you can do, Sir?

Have you ever grabbed some tits?

A man can either draw
or grab them, Captain.

A real man has always
to prove he's a man.

The Indians girls here
smell much nicer

than the colored girls in town.

Very soon, you'll understand
what I mean, Sir.

Trust the Captain's word.

Son of a bitch!

Don't let anyone escape!

Over there, hurry up!

Sons of a bitch!

Perverts!

Sodomites!

Let's show these sodomite wretches

they're dealing with real men!

This is real catechism!

For God's sake, stop crying!

You're not different
from anyone else, Sir.

This is all because of you!

Prove now you're a man!

So? Are you afraid?

No! Not that one.

You dropped this...

Captain!

Look what I found hiding.

It's a boy and he's white!

These motherfuckers steal our kids
and the Governor talks about peace!

Francisco!

Take care of the boy.

Let's go!

My dearest beloved,

we're near Fort Coimbra
where I'll stay for a long time.

I've been crossing
lands and rivers on end.

Such large rivers, dense forests,
and endless fields.

It's astonishing!

Not to mention the diversity
of plants and animals.

We had our first skirmish
with the savages...

Antonio.

I want you to untie the boy

and start taming him.

Captain!

I'm taking her with me.

Welcome, Don Diogo
de Castro e Albuquerque.

Thank you, Commander.

I'm glad you'll carry out
the measurements.

Thank you very much.

But why did you bring captive Indians?

Captain Pedro can explain that to you.
He's in charge of my escort troop.

They're not captives, Commander.

The boy isn't even an Indian.
He's white. Look at him.

He must have been kidnapped
by the savages.

The woman is Indian.
Dom Diogo asked to bring her along.

Matias, Dom Diogo's lodging!

Follow me, Pedro.

How many did you kill this time?

The problem is they weren't all women.
I thought they were!

But there were some "she-males"
who attacked us first.

You thought they were all women...

How many did you kill?

Well, myself...

Captain Pedro!

Altogether?

About ten...

Altogether about ten!
Did you forget the peace treaty?

They attacked us first!

No one ever believed
in this treaty stuff.

Now besides murdering
and raping Indians,

you think you know best
about political matters?

I've already told you
you're white.

You can't go on acting
as if you were her slave.

Understand?

Whi-te!

White.

For the time being, you can keep
that princess look on your face!

Hey, come here.

Take this fucking Indian
to Dom Diogo.

Soon you'll understand
things better.

First, I'll teach you how to speak!

No, that's not a human language.

I'll teach you a human language.
You'll like it.

It's much nicer than
these animal grunts.

Then you'll be able to distinguish

right from wrong.

I think you should start
by measuring across the river.

So far, we can still protect you.

I'd rather take a look
at the previous reports first.

Are these Horsemen really dangerous?

Dangerous?

When the Spaniards first landed,

the Guaicurus confronted
the great Cabeza de Vaca.

Then they learned
how to tame our horses.

Ever since, they've been hassling
whoever tries to settle down here.

-The ones we saw?
-No, but they're all alike.

They share the same language
and traditions.

They claim to be "noble warriors."

Just like patricians and generals
in ancient Rome.

The children they kidnap

and take to their villages
are brought up as slaves.

Like that boy, Pedro brought.

-And they don't rebel?
-No, on the contrary!

They love their masters.

Didn't you see how the boy
respects his Indian mistress?

Like a faithful servant to his mistress.

As if she were a great dame.

Absolutely.

She is a great dame.

That's why her body is all adorned.

For them, it is a sign of being noble.

Consequently, Dom Diogo,

you're also marked
for what you did to your "princess"

or at least what I suppose you did.

I'm still confused
about what really happened.

It was as if...

I had no choice

and it was the only thing to do.

Whatever lust can do to corrupt
and pervert man's nature

is practiced by these Indians.

If that wasn't enough,
there are among the Guaicurus

a few men widely admired

called "Cudinhos,"
who serve them as women.

These "Cudinhos"

or obnoxious demons,
behave just like women.

They talk and do the same chores
women do. They crouch to pee.

And, once a month,
they pretend conspicuously

to have their period,
avoiding fish and meat

eating only fruits or hearts of palm.

Since you're mine, let's do something.

This is for you to wear.

You hold this.

As you like, your Highness...

Aknot...?

I'll show you my map.

You're beginning to understand!

Here, you see,
the river bed, the waterfall

the bell-shaped mountain... Itaguaçu.

A big silver mountain!
Have you seen it?

Ita-petinga, white stone.

Silver. Understand?

Silver... do you understand?

Silver just like that, silver...

Antonio!

Everybody knows

the silver they have was stolen
from the Spaniards, you idiot.

You don't understand, do you?

It's useless...

Keep this, since you like it so much.
Now get lost. Go...

As soon as the priest gets here,

you'll be baptized with my name,

Pedro. Got it?

Pe-dro, my own name!

Pe-dro.

Pe-lo.

That's not bad...

Because I saved your life. Right?

-"ight".
-Right.

I knew you were smart.

I'm going to give you
a valuable present.

This is our Lord.

Repeat that:

Our Lord Jesus Christ

-"Chlist."
-Right, very good!

It's yours. Keep it.

Keep it.

This land

is gorgeous

and strange

like you.

Aknot, look.

Take it. Hold it.

Hold it!

Too heavy, alright.

How about this one?

Hold it.

Place that jug over there.
Boy shoots.

There, get that jug.

Put it over there.

Good. Come back.

Let's try it.

Here, hold it.

Hold it tight! Right.

Look through here
and aim over there.

One

two.

Aim.

You missed it.

Next time...

You need to practice.

One, two.

Aknot,

why do you paint your face?

Paint

face,

why?

Monkey?

You want a monkey?

I'm a monkey?

I'm a monkey...

because I have hair on my face

and you paint yours
because you don't.

Because you're human...

No, I couldn't do that.

Hold on!

Aknot, look.

Aknot.

Aknot... Diogo.

Thank you, Maira. You can go.

Feeling better, Father?

Thanks for asking.

I'm really sorry, Father.

I knew this would happen
sooner or later.

But it was too late to ask for
reinforcements.

Not even a thousand soldiers
could fight back those evil beasts!

God took pity on me

and my mission.

That's why I'm still alive.

Is cutting off the enemies' hands
a tradition?

Tradition?!

How could savages have traditions?

The demons...

You mean our demon, Father...

They were used to cutting off
their dead enemies' ears.

But 15 years ago an officer decided

they deserved
another kind of treatment.

After defeating a bunch
of Indians hunting,

he cut off their hands!

They were still alive.

He spared one to spread the news
white men had a new leader.

I agree, Commander.

It wasn't a very Christian act.

But that's your problem.

The Church has no say
in military affairs.

Is it loaded?

Pedro.

How could you do that
to Our Lord Jesus Christ?!

I'll teach you
to be respectful to Christ.

Got that?

Put this on.

Don't move until I say so.

I know you can understand me.

You know their secret.

All I want to know is
where they get the silver, got it?

We'll prove to them
the mines do exist.

Right, little brother?

Go get yourself
some brown sugar candy. Go.

Ever since I laid eyes on you,
I knew you'd lead me there.

"Animal?"
That's what I am.

If you came for a masquerade

wrong palace!

And it looks like your princess
lost her slave.

Where are you, boy?

Come back!

I'll give you much more

than you've ever dreamed of!

You want part of my mines?
I'll give it you!

I'll do it.

Come back!

Fucking cripple!
What have you been up to?

Which way did the boy go?

You wretch!

-No, Captain!
-You traitor!

-He is dying!
-And to think I taught you to shoot...

-Son of a bitch!
-Give me the boy.

Get out of here!

He'll take me to the mines.

-Stop it, Captain!
-Out...

I'm begging you...

Captain...

Don't make me do this!

Are you crazy?!

Commander,
you can't release Captain Pedro!

He acted in self-defense.
I'm releasing him!

You'll never reach peace
with Pedro around!

I'll put it in my report
to the Governor.

No one asked your opinion,
not me nor the Governor!

Do your job
and don't interfere with ours.

And the peace treaty?

You forgot how your romance
with the Indian started?

If after that, there can still be peace

it'll make no difference
whether Pedro is free or not.

If the Indians wage war,
I'd rather fight with him by my side.

I read in a report you wrote

this land is for the peace makers
with the Guaicurus.

It can be either ours or the Spaniards'.

This is astonishing!

The Indians may not keep
their land...

but they'll decide ultimately who will.

I guess the boy meant a lot to you.

Boy

Januya.

Did you forget today is Saturday?

Forgive me, Father.

In this land, you lose track of time
and the fasting precepts.

No offence to God!

I've been eating fish for days.

This is my first decent meal.
My body needs it.

Then save it for tomorrow.

Very well, Father.

I've heard you're living in sin.

Well, Father...

it's also hard to tell
what is really sinful here.

What do you mean "hard,"
Dom Diogo?

The Bible is very clear,
so is the Church's doctrine!

It says nothing about these savages.
No one knew about them.

You're mistaken, Dom Diogo.

The Church is reviewing
its position on various issues.

As you know, there were
no colored men in Noah's Ark.

But, since there has to be
a reason for everything,

with some caution
and plenty of research,

the Church scholars
got to the conclusion

the Deluge took place
in one part of the world only.

The other half,

where Indians and Negroes
were probably, was not affected.

Do you know how the Horsemen
describe their origin?

They were created by a Bird
to wage war on Earth.

Interesting, isn't it?

In the name of His Majesty,
the King of Portugal

we celebrate mass in a most
remote territory of the kingdom

to honor the engagement

between Prince Dom Joao, our heir

and Dona Carlota Joaquina
of Spain.

Forgive me, Lord.

I didn't expect this outcome

but be sure he'll be a Christian.

My child shall be the best
this new world will ever breed.

He will bear my capacity...

and her purity.

Everything's ready, Commander.
We're leaving at dawn.

Gentlemen, let me give you
my blessings.

Father.

Have a nice trip, Father.

May the Lord forgive
all your sins.

Captain, this dreadful heat
will follow us all the way to Vila Bela.

I thought the rain would
cut off the trails.

When it rains,
the Guaicurus can't ride their horses.

The expeditions
can't come from the South.

But you can reach
Vila Bela by boat.

Otherwise,
the fort would be isolated.

Have we ever not been isolated?

This doesn't seem
to bother you very much...

No, it doesn't bother me.

I don't feel guilty.

Living beyond boundaries
has always fascinated me...

That's not my case.
I am Portuguese.

I came here
with the purpose of learning only.

I was sure to return to Portugal,

to Coimbra, to my fiancé,
to the court.

How about now?

Could you return
with your mestizo children?

That's impossible.

I'm not going back.

My beloved,

the work is consuming all our time.

That's why I haven't written.

Little by little, I'm understanding
these civilizations.

It's an extremely pleasant feeling

as if you could be part
of different worlds...

For the sake of Jesus Christ's dick
pissing on me!

To Captain Pedro,
who delivered us from the drought!

Listen, Dom Diogo,

new women came to Vila Bela
from Rio de Janeiro.

They're white.

Truly white!
They're all Portuguese.

This time, I think I'll have
a Christian son.

You know what will make him
different from me?

No?

He'll be a certified white Christian.

Some more wine?

Please, Dom Diogo.

My great-grandmother was an Indian,

but on my mother's side only.

She was a quad...

-What is it called?
-A quadroon.

That's it, a quadroon!

But, from then on,
they were all white.

So...

bear with me...

But my son's blood will be pure.

Certified white by law,
the Church and the crown.

Captain Pedro, to your son!

Aknot...

Talk to me.

Aknot...

Aknot!

Where's the baby?

Aknot!

What happened?

Commander...

Aknot lost the baby
and she won't tell me what happened.

Laughing, idiot!
Just because she's an Indian?

Pedro!

So you don't know
why your wife lost her baby?

-He doesn't...
-Stop it.

Let's talk in my office.

Why? Everyone knows

-what happened.
-What then?

Listen carefully and you'll learn
more about these savages.

These women kill their babies
when they feel like it.

They kill them in the belly
or when they're born.

Liar! It can't be true!

It is, Dom Diogo!
They have only one child.

And it seems like she doesn't
want to have your heir.

Bastard!

You animal!

How could you do that?

You're an animal!
What you've done is not human!

Do you understand?

Since when have they been doing this?

They always have!

As warriors, they can only flee
carrying no more than one child.

More than one child
could hinder their flight.

And all the women
agree with that?

Why do you refuse
to accept it as a fact?

They even prefer it that way
so they won't ruin their bodies.

It's all wrong!

It's all unnatural!

The rain season
will end soon

and l'll return
to our land's peacefulness.

I miss it so much.
It makes me restless.

The colony can be no more
than a passage in our lives,

a difficult and tortuous
learning experience.

Commander!

Commander, good bye.

-I'll be waiting for you, Father.
-I'll be back.

They know they can't bear
with Portuguese and Spaniards altogether.

They promised to bring us gifts
as a token of friendship.

It is not possible to have peace here!
You know that.

Yes, it is, Captain.

The rain seems to have
washed away all the hatred.

Fortunately.

You will be in charge
of receiving their gifts.

Captain, as a token
of the Guaicurus' friendship,

they offer you pelts as gifts

as well as their women

so you get to know better each other.

As you know,

this is not very Christian.

Oidatelegute says

the Captain will enjoy
the gifts very much.

PHILOSOPHICAL JOURNEY
TO THE CAPTAINSHIP OF MATO GROSSO

BY DIOGO DE CASTRO E ALBUQUERQUE

So ends our old song of war.

I can sing other stories,

both good and bad, of the Guaicuru.

They are the wars of today.

In 1793, 12 years after
the massacre at the fort,

the Guaicuru signed a peace treaty
with the Portuguese Crown.

Of all their descendants,
the Kadiweu are the only survivors.

Today, about 1,000 live
in a reservation in Mato Grosso do Sul.

To the Kadiweu, who survived.

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