All language subtitles for 1957 The Pride and the Passion (Stanley Kramer).en

- Well?
- It's the big cannon again, sir.

- Get rid of it.
- Leave it for the French?

- I told you, get rid of it.
- Yes, sir.

- Yes, sir?
- Ah, Major.

You have accomplished
the impossible.

How can a seven ton,
42-foot cannon

slip through your fingers and
not leave a smear of rust?

They must have
destroyed it, sir.

It was too large to be
practical, in my opinion.

In my opinion, you don't
know peas from powder.

General Jouvet
wants that cannon.

Your orders are
to recover it,

not evaluate it.
- Yes, sir.

- And Vidal?
- Yes, sir?

The English want
that cannon, too,

enough to send an agent
to Spain to get it.

Do not fail.

The general is the kind
of man who will find work

for both of us
in the stables.

Yes, sir.

Out.

- English?
- English.

Take me to
army headquarters.

English.

I'm looking for
General Larena's staff.

They've moved?

Retreated.

Where?

Who are you?

We are the Spanish
who do not retreat.

Guerrilleros.

If your business has to
do with this province,

you talk with me.

My orders are
for General Larena.

Sorry.

Juana!

Read these orders.

He is called Anthony Trumbell,
a naval captain.

General Larena
is to turn over to him

a huge cannon, and the men
to haul it to Santander.

What for?

To keep it out
of Napoleon's hands.

The English are fighting
him, too, you know.

Why did they send a sailor?

Because I speak Spanish,
and have studied ordnance.

Guns.

You would like
to see this gun?

I would like
to see it, yes.

Thank you.

Do the English
have such a cannon?

No one in the world
has such a cannon.

Is it bad?

It can be repaired.

Can you do it?

If I had the men.

I have the men.

Blacksmiths, carpenters?

Guillermo, Francisco,
Pepe.

Listen to the captain.

I'll need six heavy
wooden beams,

and take the gears
from the guns they left.

Carlos, get them, and get
everybody on the road.

Oh, and rope. I'll need
all the rope you can get.

Anything else?

That's all for now.

Yes, Captain.

Get those
mules moving!

Let it swing clear!

No. No.
More to the left!

Miguel! Miguel!

- French cavalry!
- How far?

Across the valley.

They will be here
in an hour.

Leave the gun
where it is.

- Leave it?
- Let it hang.

It's easier to hide
all this up here.

Get Jose off the gun.
Quickly!

Ramon! Take some men from the
ropes and cut the trees.

Help them! Help them!

Carlos!
Bring up the men!

Secure the road!

Hook up those mules!

Tie those tightly!
We are moving.

I think this is the best
route to Santander.

Yes, Captain.

But this gun
is going to Ávila.

- I beg your pardon?
- Ávila.

- But you said...
- I said nothing.

You know my orders.

General Larena agreed
to give us the gun.

But, uh, General Larena is not here.

You can't fight your way across
half of Spain with 200 men.

With this gun, I will
get all the men I need.

- You have no powder for it.
- I will get it.

But the whole world
is fighting Napoleon.

Compared to that,
Ávila's a flyspeck.

I do not know about the
rest of the world, Captain.

Ávila is French
headquarters in Spain.

But it's 1,000
kilometers from here.

The entire country's swarming with French.
You'll never get there.

We will get there.

Ávila has a wall, Captain,

and this gun was
made to fight walls.

We will get there
no matter what it costs.

If it costs the lives
of every one of us,

we are going
to take Ávila.

And the French will then know
their day in Spain is over.

You must be mad,
all of you.

Captain, you want
the gun in Santander,

and I want it in Ávila.

Go with us.

Show us how to use it,
how to move it,

and afterwards, we will help
you get the gun to Santander.

How do I know you'll
keep your promise?

You do not.

Get the captain's horse.

I prefer to walk
with the gun.

You might get tired, Captain.

Bring the horse.

Captain...

Your face is dirty.

Bonita Juanita!

It is late.

What are you doing?

Taking the Englishman
some food.

He did not eat
with the others.

Then he does not eat.
I ate. You ate.

He is no different
than we are.

But he is different.

How?

He knows about guns.

You need him.

You said so yourself.

I said nothing.
I do not like him.

Miguel, you're jealous.

Not of him.

Anybody who looks at me.

And this one more,

because he can fire
the cannon and you can't.

How do you know?
Maybe I can.

You know you can't.

You say things you don't mean,
and then you're sorry.

We need him, Miguel.
Admit it.

I do not like the way
he looks at you.

Miguel...

I do not like the way
you look at him.

That is still my privilege.

You know this Miguel,
and you know him well.

You know he has the gun,
and where it is.

I am waiting
for you to tell me.

Make no mistake,
I speak to you as your enemy,

and I shall be your executioner.

Very well.

An example must be set.

I shall begin by
hanging all 10 of you.

For every day after,
I shall hang 10 more.

And 10 more.

If necessary, every woman
and child in Ávila,

until we loosen tongues

and I am told
where this cannon is.

Now take them out.

Carry out the order.

I'm doubtful, sir.

I'm doubtful
that these hangings...

I know. I know.

You wouldn't think
it was worth it to them.

How big can a cannon be?

At half the size,
it would excite their imagination.

The people of an occupied
country begin as martyrs.

Give them something to
rally around and die for,

and they explode into a new army.

That is the real danger
of this cannon, General.

I'm not stupid, Sermaine.
I know we have to find it.

We ought to be able to build and
assemble this raft in about three days.

There'll be
100 logs underneath,

and we'll lash the
cannon to this platform.

I think we can get it
across the river.

I think it will sink.

It won't.

But in any event,
it's the only way,

unless you expect
the river to dry up.

I expect to get
this cannon to Ávila.

This way,
we might lose it.

Not if I get cooperation.

I repeat,
we'll need 100 logs.

All right.

You get the men,
start cutting the trees.

You got your way, Captain,
but if this cannon sinks...

I tell you, it won't.
And I'm sick of your threats!

I do not like this.

You don't have to like it.
It will succeed anyhow!

All I have is your word for this.
That is not enough!

Then don't do it!
Call the men back!

- All right!
- Wait.

I know, and both
of you know

the reason for this
stupid argument.

If you are going to cross the
river, we are wasting time.

Let it out easily!

Pull! Pull!
Keep pulling!

Get to the other rope!

Look at it.
Mud up to its barrel.

I wish I'd never
seen the thing.

Can we pull it out?

How? With what?

We have the men
and the mules.

They won't
budge it an inch.

How many people
would it take?

A thousand, two thousand.

There are more than
that in Algado, Miguel.

Citizens of Algado...

I spit in your faces.

I am Miguel of the gun,
and of Ávila.

In Ávila, we do not sit in the
bullring with the French.

And we do not fly
the flag of Spain

beside the flag
of the enemy.

Arretez! Arretez!

What kind of people are you,

sitting here,
enjoying your life?

Two hundred miles from here,
the enemy amuses himself

holding Spanish
babies on bayonets.

Do you feel nothing
in your hearts?

Can you feel no shame?

Across the river, a cannon
is buried in the mud.

We need your help.

I do not ask you to die.

Or even to bleed.

Just to sweat a little.

So you can
tell your children

that Algado sweat
for the Resistance.

Those of you

who are still Spanish

can follow me.

Your face is dirty.

You can't risk it.

We have to.

They outnumber you, and
there's a gun for every man.

It will take three weeks
to go around them.

All right, three weeks.

Captain...

In Ávila, there is a general
in Napoleon's army.

General Henri Jouvet.

His uniforms
are beautiful.

His wine comes
from France,

and his women
from Morocco.

And every morning,
to stop the Resistance,

and for his own pleasure,

he hangs 10 Spaniards.

In three weeks, he will
hang 210 Spaniards.

You're risking the gun
and everything else

because you can see
those people hanging.

Has it occurred to you how many more
he'll hang if you never get to Ávila?

There are thousands
expecting the gun.

I cannot wait.

I want no part of it.

If we fail, Captain,

then you can pull the gun
to Santander by yourself.

The Duke of Wellington.

Captain,

there are some things
you cannot change.

And Miguel is one of them.

Now, that's unfortunate
for all of us.

You're taking no part
in this, are you?

Let's say I have no
desire to commit suicide.

Listen to me.
I know Miguel is difficult.

- He's stubborn...
- Now, that's an understatement,

if I've ever heard one.

Nobody knows him
better than I.

But you, you act as if you
were on the deck of a ship,

and Miguel has never seen one.

He is fighting the he
only way he knows how...

As a guerrillero.

You think
he's right, don't you?

All of us do,

but even if he's wrong,
we will go with him.

I hope you will, too.

Why?

Captain, I have an idea

you'd like to act more like a man

than a cold piece
of English mutton.

We are ready.

You stay here
with Maria and him.

I'll need 5 men.

For what?

To get their powder.

Get him the men.

Guerrilleros!
Guerrilleros!

Get these powder kegs
away from here!

Come on! Come on!
Quickly! Quickly!

Out! Out!

It's going!
Jump! Jump!

He's a field officer,
not a staff man.

He doesn't know.

Tell him to search
his memory, quickly.

What did you say?

I'm trying to stop you
from murdering him.

I told him to talk.

He swears there's nothing
between here and Ávila.

He doesn't want to die.

They were lying.

I'm surprised you bother
to wash your hands.

That kind of blood
won't come off.

So?

I refuse to stand by and
watch cold-blooded murder.

Then do not watch, Captain.
Stay out of the way.

You interfere too much.

If it were not for
that cannon, I'd...

You would do what?

I'd leave here and let
you fire it yourself.

Then leave, Captain.
We do not need you.

I have my orders,
and you know it.

This is my order.
Leave, Captain,

or the next cold-blooded
murder will be yours.

You're insane.

There's a British ship in the harbor
at Las Cruces.

Get on it. Go!

All right.
I'll go tonight.

Go now, Captain.

I hope you're satisfied.

The British won't get the gun,
and he can't fire it,

so that's the end
of your Ávila.

He's still going there.

Then he's a fool.

And I'm going with him.

You can't understand that,
can you?

It's none
of my affair now.

You won't understand
this either, Captain.

My father and brother were
sentenced by General Jouvet

to be hung.

The general admired me.

I went to him.

He hung them anyway.

In the hills with the others,

I had one prayer...

To die.

I had no hope,
no purpose.

Until the man who was the
son of the shoemaker came.

He gave us a reason to live, to fight.

That was Miguel.

Well, then, I'd say you've
been grateful long enough.

I am staying with him.

You mean you're
living with him,

but you don't
love him.

That's the part
of you that's cheap.

The British captain
and the guerrillero's woman...

Not a very good match.

I'll take my chances.

Enough to fire the cannon?

He said he'd do that himself.

Miguel doesn't always
mean what he says.

I won't apologize to him.

You won't have to.

I have already
done that for you.

How much French
cardboard can a man eat?

Three days,
this and water.

To pull this gun,
a man needs food.

You are not a man yet.

He follows you anywhere,

and you make fun of him.

Jose, they are
only teasing you.

I can do as much
as any of them.

You know it.

More.

You are young and brave,

and strong,
and handsome.

All any woman could desire.

And besides,
you're intelligent.

- And...
- All right, Juana.

That's enough.

I give up.

Excelencia.
Excelencia, please.

Excelencia.
Excelencia, please.

Miguel. Miguel.

Give us back our food.

Half.
We will starve.

At least the bread.
Leave us something.

Miguel...
And cognac!

- What is the matter?
- I doubt if you'd listen.

What is it?

We need the food,
don't we?

We need
the peasants more.

What do you know
about peasants?

Obviously, I know very little about them,

but I know you expect
thousands of them

to meet you at Ávila.

You won't get them
this way.

Let me worry
about the peasants.

And I'm tired of you
and your ideas.

In every village we come to,
they'll have hidden their food.

And when we need help with
the gun, they'll disappear.

All right.
You are in command.

I give you permission.

You handle the peasants.

Go get the money
and pay them.

In pounds sterling.

He's wrong.
You'd better tell him so.

I know peasants.
I live with peasants.

I do not need anybody to
tell me about peasants.

Of course not.

You think he is right?

I think perhaps...

You think too much
for a woman.

I think you are right, Miguel.

Miguel,

tell him you are sorry
for what you said.

Jose.

Wipe your nose.

An entire encampment
wiped out.

Pretty picture.

The invincible French army,
running,

with their nightgowns on fire.

And still they elude us.

We are strangers in
their house, General.

They know where to fight,
when to hide.

Well, they're hiding
now someplace.

They will move again,

and I think
I know where.

- They have help.
- Ah, peasants.

Not only peasants.

There's a British naval
officer with them.

And a British man-of-war

in the harbor of Las Cruces.
Here.

Very well.

Very well.

I want every road and trail
into Las Cruces blocked.

Day and night patrols.

We will see if you are right.

Carlos!

The wagons!

Where are the wagons?

Well, where are the wagons?

Well, I don't know.

I don't know what
happened to them.

They're in the village.
I sent them back.

You sent them back?

Miguel...

Carlos will kill him.

I will only let him
kill him a little.

Carlos, enough.

It isn't too bad.

In a few days...

In a few days,
I can remember

I killed that man
with a knife.

Miguel didn't mean it
to go that far.

Of course not.

It was simply
an entertainment.

I'm sorry.

Really.

Don't be.

Don't imagine this has anything
to do with those wagons.

He's jealous,
and he has reason to be.

I told you I would go to Ávila
to fire the gun,

and no matter what he does,
I'm going.

But not for him.

And not for orders.

He knows the reason...
And so do you.

- We saw infantry, Miguel.
- Where?

On the other side of the river.

This is open country.
We mustn't be caught here.

We won't be.

The Cano is
too much to cross.

There is a bridge.

There is no bridge.
I know the Cano.

The French have
made one, on boats.

How many boats
are there?

I'll need at least
500 pounds of powder.

You'll need...

All right, unload
the powder wagons.

Anthony.

Take Jose.
He worked in the mines.

He knows powder.

Take him.
I will tell Miguel.

How old are you?

They think I am 20.

I'm really 18.

Are you afraid?

No.

I am.

You know why Juana
sent me with you?

- To help.
- Sure.

Also, she likes you.

I was lying.

I am afraid.

But don't worry.

I can do it.

I think it's time
we got our feet wet.

I was looking for you.

I wanted to tell you
I'm sorry about Jose.

You couldn't help it.

Juana...

For all my life,
I've been afraid.

Nothing ever lasts.

I'm afraid that
tonight is just a dream,

and it won't last.

It will, I promise you.

Some other time,
some other place,

you might not
even look at me.

All right.

You want to hear me say it?

- I...
- No.

I mean, it might be
different in England.

In England, I'd keep you
locked up in an ivory tower,

guarded by trusted servants,

and I'd have the only key.

A gold one.

You can't afford that
on a Captain's pay.

Oh, I'll be an Admiral by then.

We'll have our own carriage,

and when the King commands,

we'll go to the grand ball.

I will need a very special dress.

Yes. And a blue cape
to match my uniform.

I'll have to be
careful when I bow.

You know, the trousers
are very tight.

They can split. It happened once.

Anthony?

Yes?

Who were you with?

When?

When your trousers split.

As I was saying,

the king will want
to meet you, of course.

And you will tell him

how once,
long ago in Spain,

you met an English Captain

and made him the proudest
man in the world.

I love you, Anthony.

Juana.

Yes?

All of us here
are Spanish,

and we know what we want and
what we will have to pay

to go to Ávila.

I understand that,
Miguel.

But you want more.

You are thinking
of after Ávila.

Yes.

That part
I do not know...

But we have been together
a long time, Juana.

You have lived with me,

and I cannot even read
or write my own name.

When I cannot say
the words I want to say,

you have said them for me.

And I have felt
equal to any man.

But, inside...

Inside myself,

I... I know
I am less.

Did you think I cannot
feel in my heart

that a woman
wants more?

I can only repay you

with what
we started out for...

Ávila.

If this is not enough,
tell me, then.

The attempt of this staff

to locate
a handful of rabble

will go down
in military history

as a monument
to ineptitude.

Your ambitions
and careers, gentlemen,

dissolve in these cannon
tracks across Spain.

It has now
cost us a bridge

and a full
company of men

to find out exactly
where that cannon is.

Here.

Huh?

A long way from Las Cruces
and the sea, Colonel.

Yes, sir.

They're in these mountains.

There is a pass here.

They will come through it.

I intend them to.

I don't think they will
come out this time.

Well?

There are French
cannon up there.

Everybody knows that.

And I know it, too.

How can you think
of going through?

Do you know
another way?

We said we'd help you,
not kill ourselves.

They'll catch you in a crossfire
and cut you to pieces.

They may not hear us.

We'll muffle the wheels
and the animals' hooves.

You guarantee every
Frenchman is stone deaf?

No, nothing is certain,
but if we get

halfway through before they hear us,
we'll have a chance.

You think being a mule is
all that's expected of you?

We left our shops
and our farms.

If they open your veins,
you know what would come out?

Not blood.

You see, we have to go
south to get to Ávila.

To go south,
we have to go through here.

You do understand that,
don't you?

Yes, Captain,
we understand it perfectly.

We may be
a little ashamed of it,

but we all have
wives and children,

and we are not ready
to die for this gun.

But we must have your help!

Ah, we go without them.

His astonishing charm
has won the day again.

You want me to get
on my knees to them?

If it would do any good, yes!

But we need them,
Miguel.

Not that much.

Fifty Greeks once held a pass
like this against 1,000 men.

- We're about to try it the other way around.
- Captain...

I do not know history...

But I do know this...

That I will stand
before the statue

of Santa Teresa in Ávila.

Cease fire!

They are out of range,
but every road is blocked.

Ready!

There is no sign of them
at either end,

and the pass is empty.

Hold your position
until further orders.

Log! Log!

Pull! Pull!

You said you knew these hills.

We can't go down there.

We came up,
we can go down.

It'll pick up
too much momentum.

There's a ratio between
velocity and mass...

If it weighs five tons
coming up slowly,

going down fast,
it can weigh 10 to 15.

We wouldn't be able
to hold it.

Up or down, it weighs
what it weighs.

Turn the mules!

Keep turning.
Move! Quick!

Bring up the log.
The log!

Captain.

Log! Log!

Get out! Get out!

Cut the mules loose!

Jump!

The barrel's
broken off the pivot.

We cannot go up.
We must go down.

Brilliant.

Um...

It was heavier
coming down.

There's a village near
here called Maneciras.

Man-e-ciras.

Man-e-ciras!

I suggest we go
into Maneciras

and find a place
to repair the gun.

We need tools,
a forge,

a place where the French
cannot find us.

Miguel, if there are
any French there,

he cannot wear that uniform.

No...

Who do you suggest
this time?

Take your pick.

You, unfortunately.

Spanish fleas, Captain.

They wouldn't dare
bite an Englishman.

You have our
permission for that.

There is
something else.

- Yes?
- The gun.

My son, the power
of the Holy Office is great,

but we cannot turn a cannon
into a penitent for you.

If we could hide it,
Your Grace,

if we could bring it
into the cathedral

and take it apart,
and tomorrow...

Inside of the cathedral?

Just for a night.

This is Holy Week.

You can't defile a sanctuary.

Soldiers and guns
belong out there.

This is the house of God,

not an arsenal.

You ask too much.

Your Grace!

You cannot refuse them.

Cannot?

It's useless wrapping
yourself in authority

and quoting rules
to these people.

It's not enough to say that a gun doesn't
belong inside of their cathedral.

This isn't merely a gun.

It's the only symbol
of resistance left in Spain.

Do you know how many of
them have given their lives

just to push and pull
and drag it this far?

You should have looked back and
seen the ground of a mountain pass

covered with their dead
as I did.

For what?

If you don't know
the reason,

you're Spanish,
you're a man of the church,

you can feel it!

You mustn't refuse them.

Very well.

The Holy Week procession
starts tonight.

Bring your cannon in then.

Holy Mother,

thank you for
answering my prayer.

He understands now,

and I love him even more.

I know I've sinned
in your eyes.

Only for the first time
since I was a little girl,

I dare to dream.

But there is Miguel.

There is his dream, Ávila,

and I am a part
of that forever.

It's too much
to ask that...

That you grant
my wishes for both.

Only listen,

and find it in your heart

to forgive me
when I choose.

This is for Miguel and Ávila.

And this is for the love
I have found with another.

Inside the cathedral?

Yes, the cannon is there, sir.

You're either mad or drunk.

Both.

I swear I saw it.

All right.
We'll have a look.

So, our visitor
has finally arrived.

It's larger than I thought.

Indeed, it is.

Do you think it can
breach the wall?

Yes.

If it doesn't blow up
in their faces.

How many would you
say are out there?

Around 10,000,
and more coming.

Too big a risk for cavalry.

Everything's
a little too big today.

How these Spaniards love
their moment of truth.

This compulsion to die,

to drench the ground
with their blood...

Why?

Probably because it is
their ground, General.

All right.

You want me to tell you
how it will be done.

You want a miracle?

There are no miracles,
only the gun.

You tell them the truth, eh?

In the morning, the gun
will be fired at the wall

from a range of 1,600 yards.

The cannonballs
weigh 96 pounds each.

At impact, they will be traveling
fast enough to weigh 9,000 pounds.

I think they can make
a breach in the wall.

What about the French guns?

You will all be out of range

until you get
within 1,000 yards.

Then it will begin.

I've counted 80 cannon
on the walls.

When you get
within 1,000 yards,

they will fire grenades.

These will explode
in the air,

and the cannonballs inside
them will reach you.

At 500 yards,
it will be grapeshot,

pieces of metal and chain.

And when you're closer,
massed infantry fire.

By the time
you reach the wall,

your losses will be
at least 50%.

Do you understand?

We understand, Miguel.

These people
have died before.

Good night.

Good night.

What I told them, what
it will be, is true.

Yes.

Juana, I want you to stay
with me at the cannon.

But all the others,
they will not be able to.

I know.

But if you love me,
you'll promise.

I love you, Anthony.

Then promise.

I promise.

I think you should tell Miguel.

I will not have to.

He will know.

It's...

It's so quiet now.

Yes.

All those people
back there, waiting.

Thank you for helping them,
Anthony.

Was that your reason
for coming?

I'm so afraid.

I'm afraid for them
and for us.

The walls are so far.

There's nothing for us
to be afraid of.

That is what
is tearing at me.

They are the same
as we are.

They want to live
and be loved, too,

and yet tomorrow
they will risk it all.

You can't change that.

Anthony...

I cannot keep
my promise.

You're not going with them.

Yes.

You can't do this.
I won't let you.

Anthony, I've prayed
I could stay with you.

- I want to stay with you.
- You must!

You don't have
to go with them.

One girl among 10,000...

What difference can it make?
Why?

Because everything
you mean to me...

And it is so much...

ls not enough.

I'm Spanish.

I'm part of Ávila.

You're part of me, too.

For all my life.

But God help me,
my darling,

I'm going with Miguel.

Juana.

Hold me, Anthony.

Tell me you know
I cannot help myself.

Tell me you love me.

I did not think that
you would come back.

I am here, Miguel.

It's a...

It's a sad thing that I
could never put into words

what you mean to me.

Forgive me.

The guns are firing too slow.
Hurry them up.

Fall back.
Mass your rifles in the square.

Fall back!

General!

I said mass your rifles
in the square.

But, General...

Quickly!

Juana.

I'm sorry, Anthony.

I asked for too much.

You didn't.

I wanted to see
Miguel in Ávila...

And to...

To love you.