Original subtitles

"When you run on the land and with the land

you can run forever."

Rarámuri proverb

RUN TO LIVE

TARAHUMARA MOUNTAIN RANGE CHIHUAHUA, MEXICO

Let me do it, Dad.

Aureliano!

Let the boys do it. You shouldn't exert yourself!

Hurry up, if the frost catches us we'll lose the crops.

Hey, Capo! Wasn't it my turn to plough?

Don't bother, Flaco. You're too weak.

Are you tired already?

Good afternoon, father.

Don't worry, I'll finish the crop field right away.

Capo, are you falling asleep already?

No, I just closed my eyes for the fun of it.

What do you want?

Why is father mad at me all the time?

That's just how he is. He only cares about his crop field.

- What are you doing? - I can't sleep.

- You'll wake up Mom. - Shhh!

RECORD BREAKER

Stop dreaming. You're chabochi, a half-blood.

Hey, get back here!

That's right.

There you go.

All right, then. I guess I'll get going, Flaco.

We still have to water the entire field.

Yeah, but the town festival is starting soon.

I'm meeting Ariche there. Just tell Mom I'll be back later.

Don't be mad at me, Flaco. I've helped you all afternoon.

You'll finish the rest quickly with a little water.

- We still have to rake it all. - Yeah, but I have to go.

Besides, your father won't be back for at least three hours.

All right, then!

Get a move on!

You like this better, see?

Look at you, laying down.

Want to go on a ride?

Let's go get a drink instead.

It's nice here, isn't it?

- Check out that girl, man. - The one with the braids?

Should I make a move on her?

- Hello, good evening. - Good evening.

- Can I get you both a drink? - What do you have?

We have Chihuahua beer, Tecate, Tecate Light, and Dos Equis.

Do you want anything?

- How much is a glass? - Twenty pesos.

Twenty pesos?! No way, that's too expensive.

Well, if you're not going to drink I have to ask you to leave.

Why's that?

Because I say so, you dirty tarahumara.

Let's just leave, okay?

So...

When are we going to wander off over there?

Over there?

Where, exactly?

Over there, into the woods.

Hey, back off! Don't mess with my girlfriend!

Did you hear the way this fucking indian talks?

I bet he thinks he is a real person.

Take it easy.

I just wanted to talk to her real quick,

to explain how she'd have a better time with me.

- Say that again! - Hold up, hold up...

Say what, motherfucker?

As soon as I flash the gun

suddenly they're not so tough anymore.

We're on our way, boss.

Let's go, Jacinto.

Fucking indian...

Saved by the bell, bro.

See you around, gorgeous.

We'll be seeing you, bro.

All done, father.

We're all set to sow.

Flaco!

- What are you doing? - Training for the rarajipari!

Calm down! It's still a long time away!

No wonder it's taking you forever to prep the field!

What's going on with your brother?

No idea.

Tell him to stop fooling around and get to work.

Hurry up, Flaco.

What's up, Flaco?

What are you up to?

Just cleaning these.

I kept training a while longer.

Your sandals are pretty beat up, you should make a new pair.

Hey...

Do you really think you can run?

Why not?

You're not ready, Flaco.

Try not to get too cocky, I'm going to be there too.

- What if I beat you? - Nah...

You wish.

I do wish, actually.

We'll see about that.

- Hi, there. - Hello.

- I'm here to compete in the race. - You can join that team over there.

Thanks!

Hi, I'm Omero.

Nice to meet you.

Good morning, everyone. Welcome to the rarajipari race.

And now, our special guest, the champion, Arnulfo Químare.

It's my pleasure to be here today and share this beautiful race

with everyone here. May the road be kind.

Let's go to the starting line.

- Let's do it, Flaco. - Yeah, let's go.

Keep up, Flaco!

Come on, come on!

He's a good runner.

Congratulations.

- Did you see me run? - Yes.

- I have to tell you something. - What's up?

I'm pregnant.

What?

I'm pregnant.

Hi, there.

Hey... relax, man. Take it easy.

I just wanted to congratulate you on winning the race.

I regret what happened the other day.

I don't want you to think I'm a bad guy.

- I gotta say, I like your fucking style. - Why don't you leave me alone?!

Hey, hey, hey...

No reason to get fired up.

Look,

if you ever want to make a shitload of money,

call me on this number.

Or ask around for the Mestizo.

We can always use people like you.

You get me?

Who is this Mestizo guy?

Just give me a call.

You'll fit right in.

All right, champ.

What happened, Flaco?

How are you doing? I was worried about you.

I'm fine.

Mom gave me a rubdown with sotol ointment.

- So, your foot is all right? - Yeah.

It's just a little swollen.

Congratulations on the race.

Thanks.

Hello.

Congratulations.

I'm Norman Nelson, have you heard about me?

Good evening.

I very much enjoyed today's race, Capo.

Thanks.

You have no idea who I am, do you?

You're Norman Nelson.

The American trainer who...

who took Arnulfo Químare to Boston.

Hi, there. And who are you?

Omero. My name is Omero.

I'm Capo's brother.

I'd like to talk to the champ, but I saw you running

and you have nice stamina.

What do you want, then?

I would like to train you.

Or, rather than train you, I'd like to take you running with me.

I run just fine here, I don't need to go anywhere else.

Well, we can start here if you prefer.

Listen, fucking gringo.

I don't really want anything from you,

so stop bothering me, all right?

Capo? Capo!

Why were you so rude to the gringo?

I don't know, Flaco. Just because.

Don't you want to be a runner?

- Are you insane, or what? - 'Cause I felt like it, all right?

That's not a real answer.

Flaco, if he had asked me instead...

- I would be so happy. - Ariche is pregnant, got it?

She's pregnant.

What's up?

Flaco, I'm so glad you're here! I thought you weren't coming.

- Of course, how could I not? - Well, come in!

My towi's very cute, isn't he?

Ariche, look.

Our towi loves his uncle very much.

That's it!

Come on, let's get a beer.

Father was supposed to come, he must be caught up on something.

Well, he's more your father than mine, isn't he?

- You can keep him to yourself. - No, thanks.

Look at you now.

You look like a man of the town.

All you need now is a car.

A big truck like the one the neighbors have, right?

- How did you do it? - Do what?

Get such a big house.

Well, we have to strive for better things, right?

Weren't we miserable growing up?

- All that poverty. - We had what we had.

- Now you can afford these luxuries. - Nah, these aren't luxuries.

This is only what's fair, the fruits of hard work.

What do you do for a living?

Stop right there, fucker!

Stop!

Stop!

No, no, no...

Do you know how much money you just cost us, fucking indian?

You're fucked.

I'm going to fuck you up.

You're done, asshole.

- You're dead. - I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

What? What did you say? What did you say?!

Huh? You're sorry?

Take him away.

Take him to the barn, I don't want to see this scumbag.

Yes, sir.

Get up, man. Come on.

Wait for me here, Santiago. I'll be right back.

Thanks, uncle!

Hello. Can I help you, buddy?

We met at last year's rarajipari.

Oh, yeah...

Yeah, sure.

I didn't recognize you without the crutch.

I wasn't that hurt, it was just a little swollen.

All right, then. Good to see you again.

Wait...

Come on, buddy. What is it you want?

I want you to train me.

I want to run, just like Arnulfo Químare.

- I didn't train Arnulfo Químare. - I know you did.

I didn't train Arnulfo Químare

because Arnulfo is the perfect Rarámuri

who doesn't need training, because he was born to run.

Besides, he never broke a bone,

and he ran like the wind every single time.

Have a nice day.

- What's wrong, son? - Nothing.

- Hi, Omero. - Ariche!

- Where's Capo? Is he around, too? - I'm here, Flaco.

What's this?

Who messed up your face like that?

We all have our own problems, you see.

I just want to ask you for a favor.

Let me stay here for a few days.

That's it.

I won't ask for anything else.

Shh!

Don't wake up the boy.

Hurry up.

The towi is so beautiful.

Come on, hurry up.

BOUTIQUE HOTEL THE MARQUIS' INN

Hi, how can I help you?

The marathon is coming up, are you going to participate?

Yes, I will.

I don't think so, buddy.

This is one of the most grueling marathons in the world.

Runners have to run across the Copper Canyon.

So, what makes you think you can run The White Horse?

The fact that I want to.

That's it.

You'll need more than that.

- Why won't you talk to me? - I'm no longer looking for runners.

I'm not interested.

I've always wanted to be like Arnulfo Químare.

I'm sick of it... Sick of no one giving me a chance.

That's not my fault.

I don't train runners, I only manage them.

I'm a manager, okay? You understand?

Well, that's what I need!

Is that right?

All right, listen to me.

Do you have any idea how you run?

You run like a half-blood.

Answer me this.

Why do you think this is where the White Horse race is held?

Why would you say everyone runs in this town?

You tell me.

It's because of the Rarámuri who live in the area.

It is them who have become legends,

because of their unique genetics. They were born to run.

That's why I'm here, I'm looking for Rarámuri runners.

And I'm sorry to say this, but you're not Rarámuri.

I too am Rarámuri!

I am Rarámuri!

My mother is Rarámuri, at least until she met my father.

That's why Capo and I are like half-brothers.

Now it's your turn to tell me something.

Who the hell do you think you are to say those things to me?

Do you think we're like potatoes or what?

That you get to choose which are good and which are bad?

I am going to run whenever the fuck I want,

even if you don't want me to.

Hey!

Mr. Clemente, have you seen my dad?

Well, he just left.

- Thanks! - Sure.

Shhh...

This is the last family member, is that right?

Well...

I guess now we're all here.

Am I right?

You see,

I'm going to tell you how this is going to play out.

As you were told before, you fucked up.

The product you lost was the purest we had,

and you just tossed it into a fucking river.

Give me a fucking break!

- Please forgive me, I'm so sorry. - It's nice of you to apologize,

but that's not going to fix anything, boy.

You made me look like a fool in front of the boss, fucking indian!

That's enough, Jacinto. Take it easy.

You'll make him more stupid than he already is.

So, here's the deal. I already came up with a plan

so you can pay me the debt you owe me,

because you will, one way or another.

From now on,

you're going to do everything I say

when I say it.

Or else you and your whole family

are going to end up six feet underground.

Go nuts, Jacinto.

What the hell?

Where have you been? I've been waiting for hours.

What happened? We said this was serious!

Do you...

do you have any idea how much work we have to do?

Come on, let's go. Let's go!

- No, no, what are you doing? - Just warming up.

No, I mean, where did you get those sneakers?

They're my brother's.

Why do you want such modern shoes?

Take them off. Do it right now.

Didn't you say you were Rarámuri?

Well, every Rarámuri has the perfect anatomy to run.

That's all you need.

Why didn't you bring your sandals?

- They're busted. - I see.

Sandals are all you need. It's like walking barefoot, free.

- Please bring them next time. - Yes, sir.

The human foot was made to run free, you need nothing more.

How come you wear sneakers?

Because I'm not going to run.

Omero, what's going on?

You seem worried.

Are you listening to me?

There's... a problem with my brother and...

No, no, no. Forget about your problems.

You can't be thinking about anything else.

I don't want to stop, he's my brother and--

Bullshit! You have to run! You're here to run!

Now show me you can run!

Like this?

Just like that, just run!

Go, go, go!

Why are you stopping? Don't stop!

Just keep going!

This is stupid.

Omero, what are you doing?

Where are you going?!

Jesus Christ!

Here are your new seeds.

Orders from Mestizo.

Where's Capo?

Boss wants to see you.

Get moving.

Move!

Mr. Mestizo...

I believe I already told you I had a plan

for your family to pay me back everything this bastard owes me.

Did I tell you, or not?

Just look at your brother.

So sure of himself at first, and now...

quieter than a fucking mannequin.

Why don't we just take them out, boss?

I promise you that next time...

we'll bring you someone less stupid.

Alright, easy.

Here's what's going to happen, just so you get it straight.

You'll keep working for me as mules.

You're going to take my product all the way to Rancho Amarillo.

Once you've covered your debt and a little bit more,

we'll spare your lives.

What do you think?

Seems they do like my plan.

I don't know why the hell the boss took pity on you.

He wasn't so kind to the last guy who screwed up a delivery.

Maybe it's because we're doing it for free.

What did you just say? Huh?

What did you say, asshole?

That must be it, right?

You better not fuck it up again,

or you're both dead.

Come on.

- It's heavier than before. - Get used to it.

You owe us a lot of money,

and you'll have to transport a lot more packages

before we figure out what to do with you

and your family.

Are we clear? Huh?! Good.

Quickly now!

Straight to Ojinaga, shithead.

Don't try anything stupid.

Give me your hand, Flaco.

We have to get you some sneakers like mine, don't you think?

Omero...

I'm sorry.

I'm truly sorry.

Good afternoon.

Did you bring the packages?

- I've got them right here. - Who's this?

My brother.

He'll be coming with me from now on.

Is this really where we leave the packages?

That's right, Flaco. The border is not far from here.

- Whoa, look at all that money. - Never mind that, Flaco.

- Here you go. - All right.

It's all there.

Come back next Sunday.

You're taking bigger backpacks.

Don't do anything stupid.

We're testing you, got it?

I'm so happy to see you again.

Is everything all right now?

Yes, everything's fine now.

Where's father?

Good evening, father.

Father!

Father!

You can't be working like that!

I can't?

Then, tell me what the hell am I supposed to do

if my children are stupid enough to be selling drugs for those thugs.

But I'm just as stupid,

growing dope for those bastards.

We're not selling anything, just moving it from place to place.

Besides, I'm not a mule because I want to.

Well, you're right about that. It's all your stupid brother's fault.

So, let me help you.

You better hurry, then, before the next frost comes.

Father!

Father, father!

Father, are you okay?

Breathe, keep breathing.

Mom!

What happened? What's wrong?

We were working in the field.

Aureliano!

Hey, Omero!

What are you doing here?

What am I doing here?

I think I better go back to the States,

because it seems I'm wasting my time here.

- No, no! - No?

No! We can train tomorrow. In the morning, yes.

- Tomorrow... - Yes!

Are you sure you won't waste my time again?

Don't you ever stand me up again and waste my time!

If you do, it's over. Done. Game over.

Yes, I promise!

- Did you hear me? - Yes!

Go.

One, deeper. All the way down.

Two.

Three, come on!

One, two, one two...

Good! Deeper!

Lower! Good.

Come on, one more! One more round! Come on!

Come on, get up.

Get up! You can do it Omero, come on.

This is how you can sign up for the Chihuahua race.

Do you dare to participate?

Do you think I'm ready?

I don't think so.

We still have a lot of work to do.

Mom...

Your father made them for you.

Do you see?

He does love you.

Wait, hold on!

This way is blocked, now what?

Do we have to go all the way to Ojinaga?

Yes.

Let's go this way, come.

Wait!

We'll get lost.

I don't think so, Flaco. This is a shortcut, trust me.

Are you sure you know where we're going?

- We're gonna get lost! - Be patient, we'll get there.

See?

I'm sure this path will take us around the mountain.

Hey! What are you doing there?!

Let's go after them!

Let's go!

I warned you.

I'm not going to let anyone make a fool out of me.

What the hell happened now?

We were expecting you hours ago.

We won't tolerate late deliveries, Motherfuckers.

Huh?

We got everything here safe and sound, didn't we?

Didn't we?!

Easy, asshole!

- Are you getting cocky again? - No.

Next time, bring me everything when I ask you to bring it.

Fuck off!

Get lost.

Come on, Flaco!

Aren't you gonna talk to me anymore?

You don't see it, do you?

See what? What did I do now?

Are you serious?

What?

You really don't see it...

What's going on, Flaco? I already apologized, didn't I?

I agree it sucked what happened to us,

we barely made it out alive,

but it's just a matter of...

not going that way again.

- I promise you, no more shortcuts. - It's always the same, Capo!

That's what you always do! You always take shortcuts.

Why did you get involved with those people in the first place?

What for?

To get yourself a brand-new TV?

To have a house in town,

as if you deserved it?

What about your family?

Do you really care about us?

What about me?

Have you thought about that?

What the fuck will your little brother do,

now that his life is as fucked as yours?

What the fuck do I do?

What's going on, Omero?

I want to enter the race. I want to go to the city with you.

Do you have it? Do you have the application?

As a matter of fact, I have it right here.

We had an argument yesterday but he didn't say anything.

Don't worry, he'll be back by Sunday.

He has to be here for the next delivery.

I don't give two shits about your drug deliveries.

He wouldn't have walked out just like that,

leaving me to sow the field all by myself.

I'll pick up the slack, don't you worry.

You...

you are not my blood.

This isn't an endurance test, today is about speed.

Just keep your pace and in the last few miles,

that's when you push it all the way, got it?

Where's your brother?

It's not Sunday yet.

We're not supposed to work until Sunday.

The job got moved up this week.

Where the hell is your brother?

I don't know.

He just disappeared. I really don't know.

Find that lazy bastard later.

You work for us now.

Full-time.

Whenever we want to call you,

we'll call you.

Understood?

You're on your own today.

- Okay. - Come on!

On your marks...

Get set...

I'm telling you,

the fact that you're alive is a goddamned miracle.

You can't stay any longer.

You've been here for two days,

and Mestizo will be enraged if he realizes you haven't been back.

Ariche! Ariche, my love.

Yeah, I'm fine, it's just that...

I had to make other deliveries and it took longer,

but I'm on my way back. How are you?

Now what?

What did you do?

You were supposed to be here two days ago, fucker.

What the hell?

Are you pissed off, you fucking indian?

Don't test your luck, man.

'Sup?

You have something to say?

This is the last run I do for you.

I'm no longer your mule.

Check him out.

Looks like this bastard grew some balls again!

What?

Feeling cocky, asshole?!

No.

Just tell Mestizo

that my brother and I are done being your mules.

You can't do that, asshole.

You still owe me a ton of money.

No, not anymore.

He hasn't returned.

Did he tell you when he'd be back?

No.

He just said it would take a while longer.

God, do you think he--?

I have to find out what's happening.

Omero, my son... Don't go there on your own.

No!

But we were complying!

Bring me that asshole.

Come on, you piece of shit.

Walk, man!

Try anything stupid,

and you're done.

Cover him up again. That shit stinks!

Go ahead.

Get to work.

You look like someone who's great at digging.

Get to it!

We don't have all day, man.

Put your fucking back into it!

All right, then.

Get out of there.

I said get out of there.

How's it going? Are you finished yet?

Almost done, boss.

I guess these fucking indians aren't built like they used to.

What do we do with this one, boss?

Have you made a decision?

Too bad, kid.

Since your brother refused to keep working,

you're the one who has to pay for all his bullshit.

All right, finish him off.

Son of a bitch!

Fuck!

Get me out of here, fuckers!

Get that motherfucker!

Come on! Let's go!

That son of a bitch is fucking dead!

For fuck's sake!

Where to now, boss?

Son of a bitch...

That kid's got some balls.

What the fuck?

Who goes there?

Can't you tell?

This is property of the Muzquiz, motherfuckers.

Identify yourselves!

Identify yourselves!

Identify yourselves!

- Mom! - Omero?

Omero!

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