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Long life the saint corporal!

Long life the magnificent and inspired being!

(sighs)

Don't you think, Mr. Andrés, that I could get drunk with something else...

You should know that it is a sin,...

...besides, you cost us a fortune.

Because the nuns have set a price that... Screw those nuns!

Don't say these things, father

I say it without meaning it, son.

I don't think there will be enough to consecrate.

Yes, we just need a bit.

We are theologically backed-up in that aspect.

But the poverty images that we'll give...

The faithful will think that we save the collection money.

Go and have look, see how it is...

Totally crowded, as every day.

We'll perform in full local.

Oh... Hi, farmer! (American accent)

We... are... young... students...

...from Eaton University,...

...and we are preparing ourselves to be future leaders...

...who will exert the consummate power.

You, old farmer, do you know if the priest...

...will let us in to see the Holy Mass celebration?

What a pity!

I can't answer you!

I am a very simple man!

I am terribly attached to passions.

I barely think...

Anything I could say would be nonsense.

What I mostly do is...

Always with whores, of course.

I also drink a bit.

Oh, I think he is an admirable priest...!

Because the people is fervent for him, because he is admirable as a presbyter!

And what a talent to say Mass!

(praying in Latin) In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti. Amen.

Introibo ad altare Dei.

What are you? American?

Oh, yes, sir.

And how are politics there?

Hey, do you love me?

What? What did you say?

Do you love me?

Oh man... Father, don't fuck around...

Well, it is not that it's really important...

Alright, go, go...

(praying in Latin continues)

(whispering) See the Host elevation this man executes!

(cheering)

There's no one here!

Or is it that they are all sons of bitches here, I understand...

Because they could be some sons of bitches who pretend to be ghosts.

For sure this is the village that Pepe told us about, father.

Shit!

Let's go and see.

Look! A civil guard who chases himself!

I'm so late, I won't even receive communion.

Shit, father! Look, now a black man!

Leave it to me, leave it to me

Good morning!

My name is Jimmy

Do you speak Spanish?

It's the only language I speak.

Good morning. I am Jimmy, and my son, Teodoro.

I am Nge Ndomo.

My son is an engineer and gives lectures in Oklahoma.

He came for a sabbatical year.

Do you know what it is?

To work 6 years and rest 1.

I am his manager.

Nice to meet you. And how are the fellows in Oklahoma doing?

Do they still harvest cotton?

Well, I am very focused on the University.

And I wouldn't know what to say, to be honest.

But you, Nge, where are you from?

I was born here, in this village.

But are we in a black village?

Certainly not!

I am the only black here.

I inherited from my father the name, the race and the accent.

And from my mother the two surnames and the place of birth.

And I am also very good at heart, just like her.

And where is everyone else?

Oh, in church.

Ah, is today Sunday?

No, no, no... But people go to church everyday.

It doesn't have to be Sunday.

I don't go because I'm catechumen. They don't let me in.

No communion, no nothing!

Do you think that any knowledge we acquire now at school...

...will be of lesser rank than the spiritual goods we have been provided at church?

Probably yes.

(singing in Italian)

There comes your suitor.

What you can't do, son, is take the arm of another's wife in full view of everyone.

Like a pagan!

And then you complain that you've been catechumen 30 years.

If you continue like this you'll never be within the Church!

That's not the reason I don't enter the church, mother.

It's because I am black!

You are "ethnic minority".

Ethnic minority and black like coal.

Álvarez! It looks like your kid's skin is getting lighter!

I am not so sure...

Maybe the palms of the hands and feet...

Because the rest of the body...

If you saw his groins...!

(singing in Italian continues)

With you, Garcinuño, we don't really know what to do...

...fertilizing or watering, it doesn't make a difference.

You don't wanna grow, and you don't grow!

Good morning, kids.

Good morning, teacher.

Good morning! Good morning, strong-legs Jaime.

Come on, come on, girls!

Glad to see you, Mari Carmen. Beautiful daughter of a wonderful mother.

Come on, boys, hurry up.

Hello, Rafaelito! Quick with the slingshot!

Come on, boys, hurry up, it's late.

Morning, morning...

How did you sleep, Sixto? Theoretic imagination!

How good teacher you are, Mr. Roberto!

Rural, just rural, Elena.

Anyway, you are a crybaby.

'cause nowadays there's respect towards ethnic minorities.

Look at my behaviour with you during the coitus, for instance.

Uy, what an idea, Carmelo?

How did you do that?

What?

Being back there and here at the same time.

Ah, I don't know, I must've split in two.

It must be one of those things that we drunkards do without noticing.

But that has much merit!

Do you like it?

Yes.

Do you want me to do it everyday?

I give very nice sexual services to your wife.

Teachers no! Teachers no!

They are from Eaton, father! From Eaton!

From Eaton, father!

So what?

Americans!

(singing in Italian)

Slapping is a very synthetic scheme that should not be used too much.

And properly used

Almost in a poetic way, I'd say.

Waz-waz!... Like something prodigious.

You get me?

Sure, man!

Of course I get you.

Good morning!

You come a bit late today, eh?

Come on, come on... You come with me.

All in the same queue!

Here I bring you the first one.

You wake up early for your vice, eh grandpa?

You don't rush that much when you go to work in the fields, eh?

Of course I do! Never been late to my field!

Now my virtues for agriculture are disappearing, so whatever

But I like typewriting a lot.

Almost as much as drinking anisette.

Or picking up some hookers!

The thing is that there are fewer opportunities.

What's up?

You have a man growing in the middle of your field!

Bad luck!

You know what you have to do...

Pull it up and transplant it.

He can die in the process, but...

...otherwise you are lost.

You have no idea how much a man can suck!

He dries your land.

How could I pull him up?

It's a pity, he's so gorgeous!

It doesn't matter. You gotta pull him up.

And better now that he still can't speak.

Afterward it will be worse.

And the rhizome gets bigger.

The rhizome of the replanted it's like the common iris.

Are you drunk yet?

Pour him another one.

And now?

Much better.

So, see you tomorrow!

Next one!

Pfft, she sings so beautifully!

Good morning! Do you know where can they host us here?

There is no cottage, eh!

Here we only have private dwellings...

Then what?

And it won't be easy!

Because this is a very cult village!

With greatly valuable peculiarities and a very diverse folklore.

But very closed people... we are afraid of strangers!

You know, for what could happen to our women!

Hey, mind you, my son is engineer and a professor in Oklahoma.

Well, I think that I will take my dick out.

Shut up for once, I won't repeat it!

On behalf... of the priest...

...shall you know... that God is one and three.

(applause)

I'll switch roles with you

What?

I'll switch roles with you

Yeah, sure. I put up with college, I get an amazing position in Oklahoma...

...and now you get my role to maybe wipe your ass with it.

C'mon... Quit fucking with me...

In the human body...

...there is something that is sensational.

Because day and night...

...it works non-stop.

It is not a machine nor an engine!

It is just a viscera.

Its name is heart.

Hallelujah! Its name is heart!

Hallelujah! Its name is heart!

Our red blood,...

...if it would stop,...

...after a few hours it would turn black.

Because if you are playing...

...or studying or going to sleep,...

...the heart won't stop beating!

It causes admiration,...

... it causes admiration...

...how the heart works! (bis)

With its two ventricles and its two auricles...

...the blood rides like the baddie in the films.

If one day it slowly stops beating,...

...get ready,

you are about to die!

What a complication!

What a complication...

...if your heart stops beating! (bis)

Teetee-to-tee-to... The heart beats.

Carotid artery, mitral valve,...

...aortic arch, interventricular sulcus,...

...tricuspid valve, right atrium, descending aorta, left subclavian artery...

What are all these people doing here?

I don't know father, I don't know.

It must be something big!

Damn!

They are already here! They have already come!

This time I go first, eh! Let me go first, eh!

Mr. teacher, shall we start now?

Calm, calm... I'll tell when.

This time he brings an outstanding girl!

Very nice people that you have, Mayor!

Very healthy, very healthy.

She's so hot, she's so hot!

Long life village manager par excellence!

Long life!

Long life our Mr. Mayor!

Long life!

Valencia... is the land of flowers, lights and love...

Long life St. Audelio, St. Agatha and St. Luke the Evangelist!

Why did you shout that?

I don't know, man, it just came to me like that.

Let's start over again, eh?

Long life the village manager par excellence!

Long life!

Long life Mr. Mayor!

Long life!

Long life the amazing girl he brings with him!

Long life!

You shut up!

We want the girl to be communal!

- That's it! - And turgid!

- She's already turgid! - And turgid!

She's already turgid, you idiot!

Mayor! We are all contingent, but you are necessary!

Oh my God! They are exaggerating a bit, ain't they?

It is too much, Mayor!

Mr. Mayor, do you want marshals..?

Listen, you Americans, don't fuck with me too, alright? Don't fuck with me!

(children chorus continues)

The only thing I'm saying is that you are taking sides.

Well, if only it was in annual festivities

But he got used to it and now he wants a welcoming

every time he comes back from the city!

Twice this month.

You can do what you want but better have a Mayor on your side rather than against you.

How can he be against?

He doesn't dare.

The Civil Guard doesn't come out for the welcoming either.

We have agreed upon it.

Even worse! Let him think that we want to start a religious war...

...and we fuck it up.

Aren't you vulgar, uncle!?

Don't you see we are eating?

By the way, when you fast, as you are doing today, for the poor,...

how do they notice?

Through the Mystical Body of Christ.

I see...

Wouldn't it be better to give to the poor what you don't eat?

That's another issue.

That is the Holy Alms.

I see...

This morning I publicly announced what you told me.

That thing about God being one and three.

I think no one understood what it really meant.

For that reason we have Faith, father.

I think you all have some cheek...

What an atrocity!

What happened?

I don't know... A stupid thing.

I was thinking about that girl the Mayor brought...

...and suddenly my ass back-fired.

I don't know, something psycho-somatic.

Like when the mystic get stigmas and wounds.

Good afternoon! Good afternoon.

You're busy, aren't you?

Sure I am.

Good luck then!

(mumbling)

Pumpkin... Another day is over, and as every afternoon I want to say good bye.

I want to say good bye and thank you for staying here with us.

You, the one that could be on the table of the rich and powerful,...

...you have chosen this humble field of an old man...

...to give example to the World.

I cannot forget that in the most difficult times of my life,...

...when my sister got pregnant by the black guy...

...or when they neutered my ferret, in bad faith

...only you were listening to my groans...

...enlightening my way.

Pumpkin... I carry you in my heart.

I won't host you, to be honest.

What annoys me is the fact that I might be wrong.

Do you understand me?

Yes, we understand you.

That is, I am still concerned about the theoretic aspect of this matter.

See what I mean?

Yes, we see. But look, you could solve this by hosting us!

It would be worse!

I'd then doubt whether I do well hosting you.

Besides, I'd suffer the problem in a more intense way...

...with you around all day!

No, no... Sorry but no.

My son, maybe you could have intervened, couldn't you?

Because this is a discussion of a certain level!

And you are a graduate!

Yes, but it was a human sciences argument, father,...

...and there I can easily make a mistake.

Look, in the US there are sometimes incredible military problems between universities.

Really serious matters, matters of life and death

Well, I never intervene.

I am actually famous because I never intervene.

(singing in Italian continues)

Morencos, Morencos! When are you gonna pay attention to me?

You have me abandoned!

I can't do it today, Garcinuño.

I burnt my ass.

Look, look...

Then go home and read "Graces and Disgraces of the Eye of ... It" by Mr. Quevedo...

...and you'll see how you feel relieved.

Don't you think, I also have my own pains.

I'll come Garcinuño, I'll come.

Come tomorrow! And bring something by Góngora!

I really feel like reading Góngora!

Do me the favour!

I am growing well though! 4 days and I'm off!

Unless you wither, like me.

I don't really like those guys riding their bikes.

Neither do I. I prefer the days they must smell nice.

When they smell like angel's loin.

Because this riding business... I think it's more unnatural.

It'd be worse if they levitated, like in Ayna.

Where?

In Ayna. A village in the mountains of Albacete where I served.

There the political exiles levitated like 15 hand-spans.

That's dangerous! They can fall over you if their levitation breaks!

Or shit all over you, like birds. It already happened once.

And you, when did your father tell you that you can ride the carousel?

When I'm 29.

Like me.

It's been a long time that I don't sleep with your father.

Considering he is such a kerb crawler.

That's because he's dying.

Ah, maybe that's why.

I love women. I am a big fan, but at a theoretical level, that's for sure.

Regarding music, I've always loved the bass drum.

Listen, those South Americans, that sometimes go on bikes, sometimes smell nice,...

what kind of exiles are they?

Political exiles.

It can't be.

It cannot be?

No, it can't be, no! What's up?

You wanna get smacked in the face?

Guess what? Business has prevented me from being an man of action.

And I've had plenty of weapons!

But having my own business has made me think twice.

The King gave the order to arrest Virgilios...

...and lock him away.

...for a treason he did in the king's palace.

For him forced a maiden called Isabel ...

...seven years was he imprisoned forgotten by the king.

But a Sunday while in church the king remembered him.

Damn. That's so beautiful.

And how archaic!

Son! Son!

Every afternoon the same thing...

Health of my life!

I'm coming, mother!

All that hassle just to assert themselves They well know that we are OK.

Meat of my heart!

Son of my life, of my soul, of my guts!

Mine is one of the most exaggerated ones, for sure.

Don't you shout so much, mother!

Your belly button will push out!

He's dying brilliantly, I swear.

I wanted you to come around to tell you so.

You can be proud, seriously.

In all my years as a doctor, I'd never seen anyone dying as well as your father.

What a fade out! What a passing away! How unassumingly!

I am enjoying it so much, you have no idea.

Is he suffering?

No way he isn't. Definitely.

Don't you see that his life is slipping away?

Mother! There's a man here who wants to talk with you!

You have a really wonderful garden.

Do you water it yourself?

It depends. There are some periods we don't care at all.

We let it spoil.

Good evening!

I would like to talk with you about Dostoyevsky!

Ah, very nice, it'll be a pleasure!

I'll be right there in just a moment!

This must have been, that I took it so willingly, that it immediately worked out.

You can say whatever you want, Mrs. Remedios.

But it isn't normal that 10 minutes after finishing the act you give birth!

It isn't. Nor is it normal that I've enjoyed it for the first time at my age.

All about this is really weird.

I don't know what is your husband going to say about this, a man of science!

Even if he is a doctor, you'll see that the only thing he'll care about will be how to feed these mouths.

He is stingy, and he doesn't have any scientific curiosity.

A prize for anyone else.

This prodigy that we have created.

Kill me!

Kill me, for God's sake!

Do you remember if I gave you the note from last Friday?

I think so. It was an use with vaginal penetration.

What I can't remember is if it had been a satisfactory or unsatisfactory.

Satisfactory, satisfactory.

She always notes them down as satisfactory.

So what? Is there anything wrong with it?

No, darling! It is very good!

That's why you should tell us who he is

Yeah. No way!

Che, Che, Che... (Argentinian accent) If you are going to fight I am off.

It's OK that I stay in every meeting you do, so you have a man to laugh at,...

...but if you are going to fight, I am off.

They are waiting for me today.

What shall we do then? Do we laugh now?

Ah, yes, yes... That would be nice.

Another day I'll stay longer.

(women laughing).. You are all useless!

Eccentrics! Histrionics! Assholes!

That's it!

As I had that itch in the ass I went to visit the doctor so he could have a look at it.

But he wasn't there.

He was with my father, who just died.

Ah, it must have been that.

The thing is that his wife insisted on sewing the hole in the trousers.

And when she saw me naked,...

Bear in mind that the underwear, as they were made of blue nylon...

...with the fire...! Gone in a flash!

So when I removed my trousers I was buck naked.

She started touching me up.

So skillful! So smutty!

Anyway, I got aroused..

...and I was afraid of burning again, so I couldn't say no...

...so we did it. Just a little. But enough.

Ouf!... She was bellowing! So dedicated, so receptive!

A minimal movement of my pelvis, acted upon her like a hook in her most arcane sensitivity.

If you know what I mean.

Well, after 10 minutes I stood up and went to piss...

...and she started giving birth like a rabbit! 2 kids she brought, twins!

Was she pregnant?

What the fuck, pregnant? No way!

They were my kids!... After 10 minutes, twins!

You spoiled the day of the doctor... He was so happy after witnessing the wonderful death of my father.

But of course, after all that...

Who would have thought?

I've slept with many women and such a thing never happened.

Maybe, she is so old that...

My father...

She says it's because she had a great time.

That it was the first time she actually enjoyed it, that's why she gave birth so quickly.

The women were worked up today.

Take man, the novel, I finished it.

I've had a hard day too.

My ass burned.

You need to read it immediately.

I got aroused thinking about the girl the Mayor brought...

...and got a back-fire in the ass.

I just finished it writing it, so it must be read right now.

My father died.

Did Pepe told you about this house, father?

No, no!

Why did you mention Dostoyevsky?

Oh, I don't really know, truth said.

But look, thanks to that silly thing we'll sleep under shelter.

What do you think?

I assume that you will respect me, eh Teodoro?

What kind of nasty thoughts do you have, father?

Just making sure... A man in the bed is always a man.

Bah...

Stay still!

This must be really beautiful.

The goats still... And me, here, posing like a Maasai.

No one is coming to see me today.

Nge! Nge!

You took the goats with you again, fucker?

We... are... with you...

...to see how you do what follows...

...in these following moments.

I believe it's wrong.

It doesn't matter.

Will you let me read the novel?

No, I will not.

-Are you an intellectual? -No, but...

So why would I lend it to you?

So you read it wrongly and fuck the novel up?

Nothing is going to happen to it because I...

Really? It's gonna be the first spoiled novel because it was read wrongly.

I've never heard...

Because you are not an intellectual!

We really enjoyed...

the manner and way you've argued the argument,...

...you know, and everyone has admired it, you know...

...the way... because there has been a lot of spontaneity...

...you know,... and the pauses, you know, very good...

...and the tone, is very good too... Oh, yes.

I don't understand anything.

Didn't your father died this afternoon?

Yes, a while ago.

And what are you doing that you don't hold a wake over him?

No, no, no, no... Better leave him alone.

Out of modesty.

If I were dead I'd be ashamed having all my relatives and friends staring at me...

...and me, lifeless.

So? what do you think?

Exceptional.

Now we will not interrupt or anything...

...out of respect for the situation. Of your talking

But don't be an asshole, man, don't fuck around, keep your mouth shut!

Oh... Now... we young students ... shut up...

...for respect of your talking.

Well, tell me, what do you think of it?

Exceptional.

Exceptional, I told you.

Really?

Well, you know that better than me.

It's not the same, because sometimes the author...

The author?

I told you, when you asked me permission to be a writer in the village.

That it would be better to do as other South Americans do...

... some days they ride bikes, and other days they smell nice.

Those are colorful things, bother no one and don't create turmoil.

But it seems that what you really like is precisely...

...eccentricities and scandals.

First, you married Paddington, who had got married 3 times,...

...when there were many that never got married...

...and you could have chosen.

Secondly, you bought an awful hat...

...and you wore it for the whole winter.

A hat that nobody liked. I know it because I've discussed about it with everyone.

Ask around, ask around if you wish.

Nobody liked that hat.

And now, thirdly, these friends tell me that you've written...

..."Light in August".

A Faulkner novel. William Faulkner!

And,... couldn't you plagiarize another one?

Don't you know that in this village we have true devotion to Faulkner?

Well.. Faulkner and me,...

...you know... We are both Americans...

Fuck, Bruno, don't be cynical!

Your novel is the translation of "Light in August"...

...by Pedro Lecuona for Editorial Goyanarte word for word.

And you? What are you talking about?

Your ass burned this afternoon because of a woman.

Do you get many cases like this... of intellectuals?

You know well that I like them to be confessed before arresting them.

This way, the soul-issue is at least solved for them.

So, this one I confess him for Faulkner's plagiarism.

Couldn't you choose another one?

Are you going to arrest these two as well?

No. Get Morencos confessed, because it seems that he has overlooked the 6th (Commandment).

In thought and action.

With outstanding results.

What silly things have you done, son?

Lot of naughty things?

Clumsy touches?

Frictions?

Uncle!

What happened?

Nothing. The Corporal has brought Bruno and Morencos to Andrés so he can confess them.

Seems that the Argentinian has plagiarized Faulkner.

Seriously?

Yes, and Morencos got his ass burnt while thinking of a woman.

Because of the passion, apparently.

And then he went to sleep with another one!

In any case, in order to tell me this...

...you didn't have to come into my bed.

Oh, so stupid! It is true!

Well, now that I am already here...

I once fell in love, Mr. Alonso.

And it worked out very well.

A very nice experience.

Anyway, you know how exaggerated is love.

A tempting and pleasant pathology many times but...

...it always leaves bile dregs.

It is true, that it always leaves bile dregs.

Well, let's not make an assembly now about the topic, OK?

Oh, not of course, I'm sorry.

One has to overcome certain... accidents.

Certain dialectical disturbances in the flowing of sharing life with the beloved person.

Oh... sorry, just a moment exclusively...

You know,... you talk motherfucking well.

Really. Motherfucking well, oh yes.

Oh, you can continue.

I don't want to remember you poems by Pedro Salinas,...

...heterosexually speaking,...

...or those of Cavafis, from a homosexual point of view.

You the doctors are acknowledged a humanistic background

...well above the average of other scientists.

Fuck off and die!

Fuck off and die, damn you!

You're really pestering me, sheesh

What have I done to you, can I know?

Nothing! They dodge me!

They keep dodging me!

Some day a disgrace will occur!

Dodging me, someone will go off the road...

...and he is going to kill himself!

See, what effort would it take them...

...to keep straight and run over me!

Well, no way! They dodge me!

You know, it's likely, the possibility...

...that the good innkeeper will not respond to your conversation,...

...you know, because the inebriate doctor has insulted him...

...of many words... a moment ago.

Father...

Father!

Are you sleeping, father?

Eh?

Are you sleeping?

No, not at all, son.

I remember mother, father.

No, but... don't you like the motorbike I bought you?

Yeah, the motorbike is amazing but it has nothing to do with it.

Do you remember what I used to tell you both in the letters?

I used to say: "I really want to see you both when I come back".

To both I used to say!

Mother and you!

And I come back...

...you have killed her!

Why did you kill her, father?

Because she was very bad.

C'mon, father...

It is very hard to tell it to a son,...

...but your mother was very bad.

I waited until you were grown up...

...and until you had a nice position,...

...but now that you have this position in Oklahoma,...

...what do you want your mother for?

I don't know... but I have all the sabbatical year...

...with nothing to do...

That's why a motorbike is better!

A motorbike with sidecar, to travel around!

Because you've been always in Oklahoma...

Well, then see you tomorrow!

I will come by again.

But... do you like the scape I create together with the goats?

But of course! It's very beautiful.

Very peculiar.

That way, you don't waste your time every night.

Don't worry man, don't worry... Tomorrow I'll come for you.

Sorry for the inconvenience, but I don't see any other solution.

See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow. Rest well!

Mother, mother! Throw me the keys!

If you'd give me the key I wouldn't have to wake you up every night.

I think that it's about time, I'm already 40 years old.

But uncle Pedro doesn't want to.

Look, I've told him 20 times and he doesn't want to.

You know, he's very stubborn.

Besides, I don't mind you waking me up.

Fuck! The black guy!

Damn my name!

Will he never get used to it?

Does he have to jump and run away every time he sees me?

Your uncle is a peasant, Nge.

You shouldn't take his reactions seriously.

But I've lived with him for 40 years.

At his age, if he hasn't accepted it yet, he cannot accept it, let's be honest.

Of course I'm angry, man!

Of course I'm angry!

It's not a big deal, Mayor!

What do you mean, it's not a big deal? What do you mean?

You are young! And you still have long to live!

And then, all the effort I've had to put into finding her...

But do you have any clue how tough it is to find such a woman?

A woman that's also clean and prudent?

What do you know!?

You are all overreacting.

Why didn't you let the Mayor and I fix our problems...

...without upsetting him and causing him sorrow.

Afterward, over time, we would have all become friends.

Fuck, Susan, please, don't suggest these things!

Don't put him, Rocío. I'm sure he's not a sleepwalker.

He does it to humiliate us.

"I'm sure, I'm sure..."

What if he piss in the living room?

Who's going to clean it, eh?

You are a pain in the neck tonight!

Corporal Gutiérrez!

Corporal Gutiérrez!

Come on!

The Mayor has hanged himself.

What?

He hanged himself.

Was he angry because the priest and I didn't come out to welcome him?

Nah... I don't think that he even realized.

Have you told the priest about it?

No.

I don't think it has anything to do with you.

What bothers him is that they want to take from him an impressive woman he brought.

What an ugly affair...!

Another good reason to warn the priest.

Because you are a sleepwalker, aren't you?

I'm going for a walk around the Town Hall.

No, my son. I appreciate it.

I know you do it so I am not alone.

Loneliness is a bad thing, Mr. Mayor.

Unless you are bothered because I am black.

Of course not! What nonsense!

Wasn't Jesus Christ in the Golgotha nailed between two thieves?

Moreover, today there's an impressive respect towards ethnic minorities.

That's why I am surprised that you want to hang yourself along with me.

You don't miss anything here in our village.

You even have a very beautiful girlfriend.

And white.

As you know Gabriela is married to Carmelo, the drunkard.

Due to alcohol or psychological inhibitions

...he is extraordinarily impotent.

But as the priest considers that the situation might be reversible

He doesn't cancel the marriage, so we can legalize our situation.

Do you have tobacco?

The black guy has also hanged himself.

No, not the black guy.

It was the Mayor.

Nge Ndomo as well.

No, man... Don't be annoying.

I just came from there.

It was the Mayor who hanged himself.

And the black guy! I know it!

But who told you?

Me, that I have noticed.

You have noticed?

Yes. Things that occur to me.

You don't remember about the Mystic Body of Christ, do you?

Look, Mr. Andrés.

Me, I forget the church things.

I remember a lot the history of Spain.

A lot.

Moreover, I think I always have in mind the history of Spain.

But...

...the church things I forget.

So you think that I shouldn't come in and make myself worthy in front of my wife.

But you already lost her, Carmelo.

As long as you suffer from coeundi impotence...

That's easy to say.

But she's my legitimate wife, and I am making a fool of myself.

If I were you, even though this is a way of speaking...

...because I am not, and never will be, in your situation, God willing....

...I'd apply the principle:...

..."Enemy that runs away, silver bridge".

No, man... Silver bridge on top of it?

Listen, listen.. go and have a look.

Go to the church and keep an eye in your other-self.

I left him in the sacristy holding the carafe...

...and tomorrow I won't be able to find a drop of wine to consecrate.

It doesn't surprise me at all. I know him very well.

In exchange, Mr. Andrés... Will you keep an eye on Gabriela?

She's there with her lover and she can leave my honor...

...like shit.

I will take a look at that, don't worry.

Hasn't the Mayor hanged himself because we didn't welcome him?

No. It seems he hanged himself because...

...the young men want the girl he brought to be communal.

When I saw her I said: "What a girl!"

Because I've understood the reaction of the young men...

...as the girl is really tasty.

I thought to myself.

I didn't externalize it, that is,...

...so the "what a girl!"...

...as the "really tasty",...

...I thought to myself.

And afterward I didn't want to intercede...

...because the first thing I thought...

...was the topic of "free will".

Well, the "free will" topic,...

...fits like hand in glove here.

Doesn't it?

How beautiful is that topic!

Inside the Civil Guard we cannot use it practically.

Every good will in command's first steps...

...when you reach the level of Lieutenant Colonel or so...

...the things go in such a way that no "free will" no nothing!

They get stuck in "these are the orders, blabla...",...

...and you cannot get them out of there.

It's a pity.

But I warn you, with ours it's the same story.

Better not let an arch priest know that you are going around...

...being a bit flexible with the "free will" thing.

You'd be over.

There's no trust anymore, no trust anymore.

Because the "free will",...

...if you use it properly it is not dangerous at all!

But, if you are a fool with an empty brain, right?

Of course, those like that...

...they're first ones going out with women.

(whispering) It's the most powerful vice.

Even if they dress us all with these cassocks...

...that look like skirts...

...so we get fed up of seeing them and don't get distracted.

But of course, the vicious, the real vicious,...

... goes for that thing at the bottom. Do you get me?

Yeah... You mean the sex.

The feminine sex.

Exactly.

Which presents an enormous attraction...

...from the vice point of view.

With an impressive efficiency!

In which sense?

You think about the hens.

Yes.

Get down, Mr. Mayor.

You are being ridiculous.

We won't listen to them! Will we, Nge?

Not at all.

In such a worrying situation, Mayor, I have the pleasure to dedicate you some fandangos.

I didn't have where to sit down,...

...so I sit down on a rock.

I didn't have where to sit down...

The rock seeing me so poor...

...it broke not to bear with me.

Ay! poor of the men, how poor...

And now I'm off. My horses are giving birth.

Where part of Andalusia are you from?

No, I'm from Santander.

I just have this funny way of speaking.

So, as I was telling you,...

...the colleagues in Harlem, the have other means,...

...another infrastructure.

Here, for instance, I can be illegal,...

...but if I wanted to be clandestine...

...it would be tough.

Do you understand the nuance?

And why do you want to be clandestine?

I am not saying that I want to.

I say if I'd like to.

Look what a nice jersey that I am doing for you, Nge,...

...so joyful.

Do you want it short, mambo style,...

...or normal length?

I don't mind.

But if you see in a while that gets chill, put it over my shoulders.

So, get down from there!

If you want a help of facts or massacre...

I said both of you down!

I will not say it again!

And if I don't want to?

This man is the civil authority.

Let's not get things confused!

Down I said, for fuck's sake!

Pay attention! Tan-tan...

The right distance between hands...

Not so much, not so little...

If you're not taking notes how will you remember afterward?

I'm depressed, leave me alone!

Don't worry, my daughter, don't be afraid!

We have all passed it.

The only thing it means is that you are now a woman.

If your father saw you now, may he rest in peace.

How would have he enjoyed!

We're gonna be late to the Mass.

I don't feel like it, mother.

Mine had never been arrested until now.

I am not used to it.

That's why I tell you, when they catch Nge with the goats,...

...do they keep him or free him immediately?

At the beginning they'd take him to the police station,...

...but now not even that.

Of course, it's not the same taking the goats to the forest...

...to make nice scapes...

...that plagiarizing Faulkner.

How nice it smells today, like angel's loin!

Smell, daughter, smell!

No, mother, no. I'm not in the mood!

Ogh, girl... You are so dull... so childish, Adelaida!

But don't you know about "free me God...

...of physical diseases; I will take care of the spiritual ones"?

The problem is that you lack character, virility...!

Go and take a walk with your damn depression!

(in French) Good morning Sir, is this the house of father Andrés?

(in French) Yes Sir, good morning.

Can we enter?

Oh, it's full today... That side of that stranger...

...we have dissidents from the files of the Soviet Army...

...and students from Eaton University.

It's full, sorry.

But we are Belgian catholic meteorologists!

Well... I don't give a shit.. It is formidable!

Yes, mainly from my point of view!

Exactly.

So, can we enter?

No... But come in!

Fabiola!... Yes, Fabiola!...

Get out of my way!

After how you scared me yesterday and how you embarrassed me in front of everyone!

Why did I embarrass you?

Because I looked like just anyone else...

...there, with that Susan next to me, waiting for both of you to come down.

And what's wrong with that?

Or are you embarrassed of waiting for a black guy?

Don't say nonsense!

You talk a lot about ethnic minorities,...

...but you are ashamed of waiting for a black guy.

Leave me alone!

For the coitus you want me!

And to dance parachango?

Tsch! Nge!

I'll switch roles with you.

You are the most degrading and miserable thing on Earth!

The snakes would use the shadows!

You are not even black, how do you want to take my role?

Why do you walk in zig-zag, Mr. Nge?

Like this it takes longer so you have more time to think where you are going, son.

(praying in Latin)

(singing in Russian)

It is not the right moment!

I like them better with their uniforms.

Well... the uniform...

But they are dissidents.

They even have different faces, don't they?

"Treason rots, corrodes and sharpens the features".

As Cicero of Catiline said.

Did you say anything, Mrs.?

Does your neck hurt?

No... not really. It's just a bit scratched.

I also have it scratched, but I also have pain in the throat.

I will prepare you, Mayor, some very nice stuff from my village.

(singing and dancing in Russian)

They've been like that since the consecration.

Paquito! Come here!

Go and make a nice proclaim of yours...

...those that I like so much.

On behalf of the Mayor...

...shall you know...

...that we all should be in the square at noon...

...to make flashback.

You could put the flashback anywhere I say (the ass).

Wait, wait... I'm just a rooster and at 12 there's Mass.

Elena... Thank you so much for not pulling me up.

I know it's the tradition but...

I also know that when you have the rhizome in the air...

...any bad wind or the simple crap of a big fly...

...could send me with the deads.

You don't have to listen to these people.

Sometimes I think that it had been better to stay down there.

However, when I see you I think it was worth it to grow.

I'm gonna baptise you.

As you say.

It consists of pouring some water over your head.

Yeah... The water will do good to me, to grow.

I baptise you with the name of...

...Mariano.

What-what? What Mariano?

Like my grandfather.

Don't pester me!

I'd like to be called...

...Luis Enrique.

I was thinking that I'd also like to be an intellectual.

I have nothing to lose.

Look at you. An farmer like everyone else.

With the same strength and accuracy.

You are still a modest person.

You've been 2-3 winters without getting sick.

And you're able to do things as you did with the doctor's wife...

Reading novels without spoiling them.

Say "glans", "viscera", "paradigmatic".

I don't know, boy, don't know...

But I just see advantages on this of being an intellectual.

Mainly now, that I am orphan.

Then it's convenient to start with the Dialectic Materialism.

To start with the basics, you know.

Summarizing.

You, what have you done?

Kill my wife.

But that's an atrocity.

No, Sir, not at all.

Why?

Why did you kill her?

Because she was very bad.

I hate saying it in front of my son,...

...but it's the truth.

Do they know this in Madrid?

Of course! First thing I did after killing her...

...was to go to the police station and told the officer:...

..."Sir, I killed my wife because she was very bad".

And what did he say?

Well, what do you want him to say?

An officer is always an officer, isn't it?

He said that I was too extreme...

...and that these things must be taken with calm.

And he didn't arrest you?

No, he didn't.

It's a simple case. He well understood it.

Have you confessed this to a priest?

In the police station they didn't tell me anything about confessing.

Well, then I tell you,...

...Mr. pin head!

But how can you be going around so calmly...

...with such a big sin on your conscience?

Don't you see that if you die you'll go straight to Hell?

Oh, yes, you're right.

But I hadn't realize.

Don't worry, I'll go right now to confess.

So nothing about arresting him?

Well, I won't be "more papist than the Pope"!

If he wasn't arrested in Madrid...

...won't you want me, to get into a mess...

...and try to amend the sentence of those from the capital.

I'm not one of those.

I don't go around so conceited.

And you, where do you give lectures?

In Oklahoma.

In the US?

Yes, Sir.

And how are politics there?

Messed-up, hum?

Is there many Opus (Dei)?

Shut up!

Shut up a moment so you can hear me properly!

Do you remember what we were doing...

...the 24th of August of 1947?

So, let's do the same thing again! Do flashback!

You have killed the Belgians, Mayor!

Shut up! Come on!

As in 1947 they'd be in Belgium,...

...they must have gone there!

So serious people!

When we notice,...

...like a while ago,...

...that something is pushing us...

...to kick us out,...

...we concentrate with the "ram technique",...

...that's also known as the "No go home!"

And we stay without going away.

In 1947 I was a breastfeeding baby and my mother is dead!

I need something to suck from, Mayor!

I don't know if you get what I mean...!

C'mon... Stop fooling around...

...and do flashback!

We want the girl, stop bullshitting around!

I don't want to get pissed...! (bis)

Let me touch her to see if she's really turgid or not!

It's too much woman for you, bragger!

Come on Mayor, don't get angry and let them take the girl!

You all wild beasts! You'll regret it if you don't do flashback... right now!

This Mayor gets in our faces!

Eh... Do you say it like that? Get in our faces?

Cool!

We want the girl... (chorus)

...in order to get wasted...

...so she'll see...

...what's the real stuff!

No girl no nothing!

And from now on I quit... and leave the sovereign People in charge of my position!

Tomorrow, general elections!

Did you hear me?

But Mayor, have you gone nuts?

We'll have to go on campaign,...

...stick adverts...

We are not so many!

If anyone wants to make campaign, let him do! This afternoon!

I don't want to see any posters though!

We all know each other!

So no posters!

Eh, you!

Come here, all of you!

I just got to know that tomorrow there are elections.

Well, if tomorrow there're elections, this afternoon at 7 there'll be praying.

I want to see everyone here, at the door of the church...

...at 7 sharp.

I won't say it again!

Tomorrow your father is going to vote, isn't he?

Bruno, don't get angry.

You have no clue about the night I passed here inside.

All the memories came to my mind.

I was very close to confess to the walls of the jail...

...that I killed Perón.

What do you want me to do?

It's really serious! To plagiarize Faulkner!

We had to amend your extravagances.

I burnt the manuscript...

...and told your wife to throw away that horrible hat...

...that you were wore for the whole winter.

You may go now.

You are free.

Free...!

You understand nothing...

It's years that I try to ride a bike.

I bought all the perfumes to the druggist,...

....but nothing that resembles the angel's loin.

I cannot ride 2 meters on the bike without falling...

...and I can't smell like the rest of South Americans.

Last night for instance,...

...between dream and dream of humiliation...

...and torture, I was riding in the air and the only thing I got out of that ...

...are these pins and needles in my legs.

Shit, Bruno.

We didn't know.

Besides, I married Paddington for the money.

Are you all blind? Can't you see?

I understand.

I understand.

Have you noticed?

Notice what?

We are occupying the village.

What a whim, to invade this village...

I'm from the neighbour village, we are invading you.

(chatting)

Here we leave you.

Behave, will you?

Don't mess around!

They insisted and...

They don't bother us.

We're happy to see them around.

First point: elections.

Second point: news.

As you know, tomorrow we have elections.

Following our tradition, we need to decide first...

...who's running for the bitch position.

Second, who's running for adulterous.

Third, if there's anyone running for nun.

And fourth, if there's anyone interested in being a butch.

So first, who's running for bitch?

Sorry, but it's a matter of order.

Are we also selecting the town fool?

Because my brother is fed up with it.

No, not this time.

It was the men, that got us involved on that,...

...because they claimed that we are more sensitive...

...so we can better distinguish the best fool.

But this year it's their turn.

We have enough with our own elections.

I wanted to comment on another thing.

I have a friend, who has a man growing in her field...

...and she doesn't know if,...

...in order to have relations with him,...

...she needs an agreement of us all here...

...or there's freedom on this.

This one is a plain slut...

I don't think we need an agreement,...

...but it's important to know if there's a relation or not.

It should be with agreement.

There're not so many men growing in the fields.

Let's leave these issues aside and follow the agenda.

So, who's the bitch?

Wanna go for it again, Mercedes?

I don't mind, it's been already 3 in a row.

But if none wants it, I don't mind.

Could you be interested, Merceditas?

Being the cousin of the priest...

I'm not sure if it's adequate.

It doesn't matter, girl!

It does! Of course it does!

Well, she'd be doing the same as she does now with her uncle, but getting paid for it.

Well, then if you don't oppose it, we'll cheerfully elect you, eh, Mercedes?

For me it's OK. If men don't get bored of it...

You'll take care of that.

So we elect you by popular acclaim.

Second point: adulterous.

I'd make here an exception.

The civil guard's wives shouldn't run for this.

Knowing the temper of those men...

I think it's too risky.

No, we don't mind. You see, we normally don't come to these meetings,...

...but now it looks that there's a better environment in the village,...

...we didn't want to be the stupid ones.

Volga, Don, Ural.

They are rivers from Europe!

Garona, Sena, Escalda.

They are rivers from Europe!

River, Plut and Sar.

They are rivers from Europe!

Elba!

They are rivers from Europe!

Mura!

They are rivers from Europe!

Clave!

They are rivers from Europe!

Save!

They are rivers from Europe!

If you sum 508...

...and 32,...

...I subtract 40...

...and add 2 more,...

... I multiply them...

...by 43,...

...I subtract 1500,...

...I divide by 100,...

...the result is 200.86.

Truth be told, I end up exhausted everyday

But we learn a lot, don't we?

Góngora...! Quevedo...!

Does it have to be in Latin, father?

...Virgil! Horace!

But not this padding, I beg!

(the priest keeps praying in Latin)

It's very sad to die without growing.

And he started sprouting in XVI century!

It seems that in XVIII century he started dating women...

...effusively! And that's why he stopped growing.

When I finish growing I will also dedicate myself to women...

...almost all the time.

To sleep with them, I mean.

I have heard so much...

(praying)

Litany is for those on Heaven!

For the cherubs!

Give us Saints of Heaven charity and office!

For the seraphs!

Give us Saints of Heaven scientific knowledge!

For the fallen!

Give us Saints of Heaven a body of doctrine!

For the dominations!

Give us Saints of Heaven lot of understanding!

For the virtues!

Give us Saints of Heaven the capacity to play down!

For the powers!

Give us Saints of Heaven a fair global vision!

Looks good, hum?

I think is from Calasparra.

Do you remember when the saints sent us conformity?

Of course I remember!

We were all completely indifferent.

Better this rice!

And the figs! if it rained figs...

We have the custom of touching our hands.

Close them tightly, play around with the fingers...

And then the kisses come.

The kisses are given with the lips.

And depending where you kiss...

...it's more or less pleasant.

It normally goes "in crescendo".

I will give you an example.

You kiss me in the cheek.

And I like that.

But it's like a relative or a friend kissing me.

That is, as I am already used to it, I enjoy it less.

But then, I close my eyes, and you kiss me on the eyelids.

You can see more love there.

You get it?

An uncle of yours doesn't kiss you on the eyelids.

First, kiss me on the eyelids.

And then, you kiss me on the lips.

First, small kisses.

And then deep kisses.

You leave your lips loose...

...and get them tight against mine.

What's up?

Why do you go downwards now?

Fuck, don't tell me those things!

I am levering the ground with my dick, so I go downwards!

Stop there! What's that?

What are you doing?

Don't you see?

That's it! Without preparation, with nothing!... Like animals!

Don't you see that the girl won't enjoy that way?

You need to prepare that a bit.

Some caresses, some kisses here and there...

Shit, man. Don't you know...? A decent preparation!

Sure! You savage!

We normally do it this way.

C'mon, c'mon... Give her some caresses and learn how to do things properly.

We turn around, so you'll be more comfortable.

Is he caressing you?

Yes.

Isn't it better?

You can't compare! Much better!

What shall we do, Rocío?

I don't know... I think we should continue.

The thing is... I am almost sure that he is not a sleepwalker!

Bah... Keep on and forget about him!

Snip, snap, snout, this tale's told out.

And they all lived happily ever after.

And they all slammed the door in our faces.

We'll go then, it's very late.

Tell them good night, my daughter.

Good night.

Good night.

Have a good rest.

Same for you.

This morning, dear kids,...

...there's something new in the classroom.

There's something new that you can see.

I am talking about those gentlemen at the back.

And there's something new that you cannot see yet,...

...because you are too young,...

...but that I will teach you to see...

...or that I'll try at least, that's my duty,...

...maybe, my only duty.

Today in this classroom, there's an absolute lack of freedom.

Those two gentlemen,...

...who are not kids neither myself,...

...whom I've tried to keep out...

...they have sneaked in here, and even worse...

...they have demanded me to make you an exam...

...so they can evaluate your knowledge.

And after all this,...

...I'll tell you what they pretend,...

...ha! laugh with me, kids!,...

...that theirs it's a "peaceful" occupation of our village.

What more violence could be,...

...than the one against the spirit?

Exam.

Take note of the questions.

The groins.

Their geographic importance.

Are the groins true?

History of the groins.

The groins in the Ancient Age.

The Americans' groins.

How do you touch the groins?

The noise of the groins.

The most famous groins.

The groins and Literature.

1 Kg of groins.

The children's groins.

The groins and the head.

Their relation if it exists.

The groins in Andalusia...

...and the carnation.

General theory of the State and the groins.

The black groins.

Is there a single groin or are there many groins?

Actors' groins.

The groin and God!

There's still no groin that can govern me.

The disassembled groins.

Explain why.

The bitch groins.

Hand-drawing of groins.

Is the groin meat?

Check(mate) to the groin.

Does a groin satisfy today?

Which groin?

Answer the questions.

Are you done?

Yes, Sir.

Nge Ndomo Álvarez Martínez.

He votes.

Catalina Álvarez Martínez.

She votes.

Can I know now what's wrong with you?

I can't avoid it, mother.

I am moved, every time I vote.

It has been many years of fight.

Lincoln, Lumumba, Cassius Clay...

I arrive and pull it off at first attempt!

I'm new in this world, you could say,...

...and the first thing, bam, voting.

Exercising my full-right citizenship.

What a progress!

By the way, father, you left me the dead there...

...and I passed the night with many nausea...

Now I thought that I want to be bullfighter.

What do you have to do?

It's not decent, Remedios, of course not!

I'm out to diagnose a nephritic colic,...

...that turns to be not a nephritic colic,...

...but a kidney-cracking due to bad postures,...

...and to exercise my right to vote,...

...and when I'm back, I found two mouths that I need to feed.

You tell me, Remedios, what kind of life is this?

I told her, Mr. Alonso.

I warned her.

Who of the two is voting?

Or the two of us will?

No, do it yourself, you're more awake.

I warn you, he has better taste...

...and he's more uninhibited and more progressive.

Let him vote then!

The interests will probably not be the same.

They can both vote too.

By the way, this thing of splitting in two...

...that you are doing so often, why so?

You didn't use to do that!

Gabriela told me that she likes it, so I...

But Gabriela, as long as you have coeundi impotence...

...she will not care about you.

That's why I'm trying to check...

...if this impotence goes away when I'm half drunk.

I got it erected the other day!

But yes, man.. I understand, better like this...

...and not carry along with the expenses of an edition...

...else, the Corporal would come after...

...and instead of burning the manuscript he'd burn 2 or 3 thousand books.

I'm glad you understand it, because this things need to be accepted...

Congratulations! You're voting extraordinarily!

Thank you very much. How's the invasion going?

So-so.

You know, great deeds require some time.

Good luck then!

I'd like to make you a question.

Tell me.

Eh... Do you guys read Nabokov a lot?

I ask you because...

I started writing again...

...and I'm getting "Ada or ardor"

But involuntarily!

I thought, maybe... we are all exiled...

I'll grab you one day... You'll see!

Yeah, you must be saying because of my luck!

I don't mind.

You can't do what you are trying to.

You get me?

I will not vote then!

Vote, man! Don't be silly!

You... you really chose the right moment, eh?

Vote. We'll talk later.

Hurry up... We're exhausted.

I'm very close to say "yes" to you.

Sure, man! That way you can get some change,...

...because you are obsessed.

Paquito, what are you doing? Are you dumb?

They were pulling me upwards!

Alright... Don't be scared!

It happened once here already.

It means that you'll ascend to Heaven, body and soul!

But not today, man, not today.

I got a date with a widow from our neighboring village for tonight.

Don't fuck me!

Someone is wrong up there!

Tomorrow, you are saying?

Yes, Mrs., tomorrow.

We'll feel pity.

My daughter and me had thought of buying new dresses, nightdresses included.

See? What can you do?

We just voted and we're leaving.

Did you come only for that, to vote?

No, we came because Pepe told us so.

And because my son is in sabbatical year...

...and I bought him a sidecar motorbike.

That's why we go.

And couldn't you stay a few more days?

A few more?

No, Mrs.

Forgive me one moment, father.

Look, Mrs., you can't contradict my father.

I tell it for your good. You can't contradict my father.

What are you laughing at?

The full Moon, makes me laugh.

And I get sick.

Since when do you suffer from this?

Since I arrived in Oklahoma.

It's like the werewolf, but with the laughter.

Either you are a complete idiot or you have an allergy.

I'm much better now, father. Let's go.

Summing it up: we, the same guys as always, have won.

That is: me, Mayor.

The priest, Mr. Andrés

The teacher, it was left vacant,...

...therefore, Mr. Roberto continues.

The bitch, Mercedes.

We also have 5 adulterous,...

....but we'll tell them particularly...

...so they can decide to tell their husbands...

...or not.

The nun, was vacant again, so no nun.

Cristina is going to try as woman for some months.

And Mr. Cosme, as homosexual.

Hurrah!

Calm.

It was also voted that the invaders must go.

Enough.

And if there's still any American, he must go too.

No, not you. You're in Oklahoma fulfilling your duty.

So you can stay if you want, or you can leave.

What do you want?

I'd like to defend the Americans,...

...because they also have positive things.

Fuck off...

Well. The first thing I want to tell you...

...is that, as you already know my ideas,

I'll keep the girl for myself.

(men groaning)

Yes, Mayor! We are all contingent but you are necessary!

Long life the Mayor!

Long life!

Just one more thing.

Those elected for public security,...

...corporal Gutiérrez wants to tell you something.

Long life the saint corporal!

Long life!

Something has happened...

...that I need to announce.

The Civil Guard has lost the elections.

(mumbling)

The secret police has won.

(whistles)

But the secret police is also us.

(applause)

Except... Except for Fermín.

(mumbling )

The officer Fermín is out of the security forces.

In any case, I ask you for a big applause for Fermín.

(applause)

(the crowd) Fermín!... Fermín!...

We have discussed, Mayor,...

...among us... to see...

...if the "ram technique"...

...was well of apply here,...

...and we have voted...

...and we've decided

...you piss us off, Mayor

And that we're off.

However, when we become leaders...

...with all the consummate power,...

...we won't forget, Mayor,...

...that you pissed us off so much.

And that's our result.

And we could stay, you know,...

...but we'll go.

See, my son, although he's engineer and teaches in Oklahoma.

He has an artist soul.

He was born like that.

What can we do?

This thing of the laughter...

...doesn't happen to everyone.

In Oklahoma is not that weird, father.

But here it is! Here it is weird! Fuck, do you hear me?

'cause I'm his manager.

It's good, eh, pretty girl?

In my case, having my own business has prevented me from being an action man.

I could have been a legend! Epic!... if I could ride horses...

What I'd like to accomplish in this period...

...is that when you guys use me...

...you first go home to remove the working clothes,...

...'cause if you come with working clothes... you give the sensation of poverty,...

...of rush... and of lack of tenderness.

Anyway. You gotta make money out of mistakes.

Here you have me.

The light doesn't cure the blindness.

And the only motherland of men is death.

That's why I live my life in a very particular way.

To start with, I didn't think that the military police was going to lose.

Such a prestigious force...

You see. The electors are capricious.

They like novelties.

That's why the central command and me thought of the secret police.

The idea of leaving you out was mine, I confess.

I thought that in worst case scenario, you are a man that knows how to talk,...

...that knows typewriting...

Have you seen Cascales?

The one that always wanted to switch roles.

Neither have I, but don't trust me much tonight,...

...because with this glasses I can't see much.

Shall we go, father?

Well, we actually had so much fun here...

Better shoot off now.

Yes.

Father, either you win the wine here, shooting,...

...or tomorrow you won't be able to consecrate, I tell you.

You are shameless drunkard!

You are leaving us out of wine to consecrate!

Every day!... I'll smash your head!

You go, son, go.

Thank you, my Corporal.

(crowd sings) Fermín, Fermín!

One more necking, one more...

Be careful!... You are bending my foot and...

Oh, dear angel, what have I done to you?

Look now, so funny, eh?

Lame for my whole life.

We didn't chose the best night to leave, father.

I am as blind as a bat!

See, with the glasses on I'm smiling...

If I take them off I'll wet myself laughing.

Fuck, that damn smile...

Look, son, don't worry.

The sun will rise soon...

...and as these women didn't let us sleep at their place....

Patience.

The daughter was crying when we were leaving, father.

We'll find them better in France!

So you still insist on going to France?

Well... well... For you...

...it's all see now!

The problem is that, to go up to France with this motorbike,...

...it's a tough job, father.

You'll see what sort of women...

...and what kind of commerce we'll find.

But father, didn't you say all women are bad?

No, son... Not the French.

The French women are like men, that are useful for everything.

The bad thing there are the men, that they seem women.

They are useless!

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Father!

Look! The boy came out already.

No, no... I didn't come out or across or anything.

She pulled me up and tore me apart when I was still green...

...and now, lame for the rest of my life.

Wow! The boy came out already?

No, no... I didn't come out, they pull me...

...and lame for the rest of my life.

Are you leaving?

Yes. We've already seen this place, so...

...we go to France.

Aaah... French Republic!

French Republic!

We go to say goodbye to Fermín.

Yes, my husband is like this.

He thought that we could all go together to see the dawn.

So, is it that beautiful the dawn here?

Wonderful.

You see... One here, due to necessities of duty, I have seen so many geographies...

...that the world map feels small.

There's no dawn like in these valleys...

...seen from the capitol.

Son, I think we should go with them.

Because such a subtle thing...

...that brings the attention of the Civil Guard,...

...as fierce as they are, it must be something really remarkable!

But really remarkable!

Let's go then.

We're off.

Enjoy it!

Thanks! Bye!

Bye!

Take the pig, father.

Over there, father, over there.

So you say that it's beautiful?

Oh... Wonderful. You'll see.

The Sun rises over there,...

...between those two mountains.

The mountains are called the Morter of Pertusa...

...and the Ituelo.

Little after, the Sun reflects in the Corbes river.

And at the same time that the river waters shine...

...the top of the poplars on the riverside tans.

After a while, the Sun line starts climbing up these hills...

...and this, that looks like a black & white film,...

...starts taking the colors of the flowers and the bushes...

...and everything becomes technicolor.

Let's sit down to better see it.

You can remove the glasses, son!

What's the time?

7:15 AM.

How strange!

I'd say that these days the Sun rises at 7 AM.

Look father, dawn is breaking backwards!

Just as I said.

I won't stand this nonsense! No way!

What are you doing? Please calm yourself, general!

It will take time to fix this, eh?

It looks like a serious breakdown.

It frightens me.

We'll go to France, so.

Well, in France it will be the same, won't it?

No, not at all.

How will the French allow such a thing to happen?

They are much more careful with their things!

And what a commerce! And such girls!

Truth be told, father, Pepe has balls!

Give it to me, Fermín! You don't need it! Don't be like that, man.

Return it to me!

Fuck the Mystery!

(shooting)