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THE WHITE HORSE

Goodbye my dear Spain, I
carry you nailed within my soul,...

although I am an emigrant
never in life can I forget you.

One day, on leaving Spain, I
turned back my face, crying,...

because I was leaving
behind what I loved the most.

Carrying as a companion
my Virgin of San Gil,...

a memory and a pain,
and a Rosary of ivory.

Goodbye my dear Spain, I
carry you nailed within my soul,...

Although I am an emigrant,
never in life can I forget you.

With my homeland and my
girlfriend and my Virgin of San Gil...

and my Rosary of
beads, I just want to die.

Die!

Hands up!

Fast, get off!

If you obey and behave
well, maybe we'll let you liver.

You, unload the luggage
and careful with your hands.

Take care of them.

Where could my child
be? But where will have

gone, my God of my
soul? Where will he be?

What's your problem, friend?

Nothing, man, nothing,
I can't find the kid.

A kid of pure gold that I'm
escorting in my custody, you know?

A gold kid, eh? And custody?

You frisk him and take care of it.

I'm ticklish!

No, man, what I've lost is a
small boy, a child, that's all.

Now we'll start looking for him
and hunt him down like a rabbit.

Listen, don't hurt him, for
God's sake, the poor thing!

Will you shut up, shut up!
Yes, sir.

You, down with those suitcases!

I'm out of my mind missing
the dearest I loved,...

passionate for a woman.

I can only abate my
pain by drinking heavily.

And if you did it out of malice...

or to make me suffer,...

then you'll see me surrounded by flowers,
and new lovers who will love me well.

Don't move!

What's your problem, kid?

I haven't done anything, sir.

Don't try to tell me you're out for
a quiet stroll at this time of night.

No, sir. I've just come from
Spain. I was walking by...

Just walked here from Spain?
Sure! You think I'm a halfwit?

What, isn't Spain on
the other side of the sea?

I mean I came by walking from the ship.

Walking...

What's your name?

I'm Joselito.

My parents died in an
accident more than a year ago.

I was the only one of
my family left in Spain.

I mean, except Félix, who was our steward.

My grandmother ordered
him to bring me over here,...

but the war made it difficult.

And what about your
grandmother, and that Félix?

As for Félix, bandits nabbed
him when we were going to

Ocotlán, which is the town
where my grandmother lives.

And they let you go
because of your pretty face?

They didn't let me go, I
escaped --- that's different.

They were forty-one with
their chief, like in Ali Baba.

And they tried to..."skitsh"?

Not "skitch", he wanted to
hunt me down like a rabbit.

But no, I already had them do
with the seven children of Écija...

and the same as Luís
Candelas in the Sierra Morena,...

but I still got away
despite all the shooting.

Oh, man, enough! How strange,
hey, since there's nothing here.

Sure, but suppose this was pretty far away?

I had to crawl through the jungle and
ford a river where I had to fight a snake.

Wow, that snake! It was a goods
train! It took an hour to pass by!

Then I heard a guitar and a good singer,...

and I said to myself: "Hey,
José, there's someone

singing, and where people
are singing, life is good.

"And if there are good people, there
may be food for you, since you're hungry."

So are you good people?
Eh?

I'm asking whether you're
good people, or just hungry.

Well, I'm good people, but...
Ah, then you should know how to sing.

I know a little, indeed.

Here, have a go.
Eh?

I'm a guy who likes to
eat with music. Sit there.

Sing a song, go on.

Oh!

Oh! Through the mountains I sing alone.

Through the mountains I sing alone...

because if I cry out my sorrows
I get scared of being so alone,...

because if I cry out my sorrows
I get scared of being so alone.

Oh, little star of mine!

When I die I don't want to be so alone.

I want to be...oh!...by your side.

Give me a bit!

Go on, apply your teeth, you've earned it!

What a party this boy this!

My grandmother has many gold mines,...

and if you take me to her I assure you she'll
give you at least one all for yourself.

Then what?

Look, these are her mines' gold coins.

She sent them for my birthday...

and a mountain of them were
in the bags the bandits took.

Show me...

Oh, Chihuahua, this really is gold, hey!

Well, to sleep. You stay here, boy.

Get some sleep because
tomorrow we have to get up early.

Until tomorrow, Mr. Don...

Don't call me mister, my name is Antonio
Cueto, to serve God and those who love me.

And now go to sleep,
such a talkative boy, this!

Mines of gold, gold hills! Train-length
vipers...! Such a boy, such a lying boy!

My gun! Where's my
gun? Was it you, Rebelde?

I already told you not to
keep waking me up like

that, one of these
days you'll give me a fit.

Joselito. Joselito! Joselito, wake up!

Eh? Have you seen
my gun? What gun?

I wish I'd find my gun, man!

Joselito! What happened, boy, are you hurt?

No, it just scared me.

Just look, liar boy! What
if you'd killed yourself?

Serves me right, for playing the nanny.

And look at my guitar!

Yapping boy...! Come
on, pack up and kill the fire!

Come here, Rebelde.

Such a boy! When you sleep with children...

What beautiful eyes you have under these
two eyebrows, under these two eyebrows,...

What beautiful eyes you have!

You know that song?

I know one just like it!
Ah, then sing it.

What beautiful eyes you have
under these two eyebrows,...

under these two eyebrows,
what beautiful eyes you have!

They want to look at me
but you do not let them,...

you don't even let them blink.

Amusing Malaga girl!

I'd like to be kissing your lips...

Amusing Malaga girl, and
I tell you, beautiful girl:...

you're pretty and
magical, you're pretty and

magical, just like the
innocence of a rose.

If you despise me for my poverty
then you've got good reason,...

I give you good reason, to
despise me for being poor.

I you offer no wealth,
I offer you my heart.

I offer you my heart
along with my poverty.

Amusing Malaga girl!

I'd like to be kissing your lips...

amusing Malaga girl!
And tell you, beautiful girl:...

you're pretty and
magical, you're pretty and

magical, just like the
innocence of a rose...

as the purity...of a rose.

How about a cow's milk
and a tequila from Jalisco?

How do you want your
milk in a glass or bottle?

Hey, my friend... What's happening,
Antonio? We've been getting hands like feet.

Don't eat yourself up
with worry, Luciano,

I'll get some centavos
out of this with luck.

Let's bet big money!

What's been happening, guys?

Nothing, just waiting for you.

What's going on?

Hey, Antonio, these men, I
don't like them, they're very ugly.

Hey, we're not going to marry them,...

and their money has a pretty face!

Look, Antonio, I know about many men
who have ruined themselves by gambling.

How about you don't play and you
save the little money you have left?

I'm getting tired of babysitting.

Come play!
Come here.

It sounds to me like you didn't bring
money enough to cover your bets.

Then what are these, just
empty words? And olé! Thank you.

What are you doing here, kiddo?

This area is banned to minors.

Come on, get out.

Ante.
I'm in.

Ten.

We mustn't refuse the gent
who gave us the chicken.

Raise ten.

Fold.
I'll see you.

Ten, and ten more.

Raise ten.
Call.

I'll take one.

Wow!

I'll have a shot, give me three.

Complete. Bet.

Hey, Joselito, you want
to be my capitalist partner?

Does that mean I get the
money and you do the work?

Exactly.
And what work are you going to do?

But, man! Look. I'm into this!

How many?

All in.
I'm in.

Pay to see me.

How do you like this boat?
It's pretty, but my quads win.

So much for luck, my friend!

Do and what, do not play?

What happened, Luciano?

This brat brought cards and now
wants to make us believe that...!

Cheater!

Down, Antonio!

What are you doing with the money?

Joselito, picks up our winnings...

and these scoundrels are
responsible for paying for the damage.

What did you say, hitting and everything?
But I stayed with the profits, right?

Here, have this for some liniment.

Thank you, partner.
Thank you, for what?

You kept me from getting a right pounding.

And you're the man, eh?
You didn't even scream.

Now, I was more hurt than
you by the blow they gave you.

No way, it felt like I'd be
spitting out a dozen teeth.

I do not know if you
understand what I'm going to say,

but I felt very bad when
the bastard clobbered you.

It hurts to think that
you don't have a father

to stand up for you, or
a mother to nurse you.

I don't know, I saw you as
a little boy and so helpless

that for a moment I felt
and I saw you as my son.

And that made me very angry!
That I was your son?

No! It got very angry that you were
struck, and I felt like I was your father.

Let's go, kiddo!

What you mean, "kiddo"?

Kiddo? Kiddo and little
buddy means the same thing.

To me it sounds like an insult.

Someday soon you'll learn
to speak as God intended.

Why is boy this so illiterate!
Come on, walk. Let's go.

How goes it, Master?
Ready, Boss.

OK, Rebelde, let's see
how your manicure came out.

Fine!

How much do I owe you, Master?

That'll be four pesos, Boss.

No, no...OK, just two,
that's the bottom line.

No, I'm not going to haggle.

How much for that horse?

I just paid one hundred pesos for him.

A hundred and four.
Thank you, Boss.

Let's boogie, kiddo!

What do you want here?

Come on, you're already a
big boy, mount your horse.

My horse?

I was clear, what, can't
you hear me? Or did

the trail leave you deaf?
Come on, mount up!

Come on, let's go! See you, Master!
Goodbye, Boss.

How do you feel now, Joselito?

Very well, partner, thank you.

Well, come on, spur your
horse! Come on, let's go!

Oh, what good rider you are, you
little beggar! Well, what did you expect?

I just never imagined
you'd have such a good seat.

Now I'm really confused, anyone knows
that the horses were invented in Spain.

In the beginning all of
them were just donkeys,...

but with the sun of
Andalusia and the water of the

river Guadalquivir, they
grew up and got more clever...

turning into horses.

Just like people were monkeys
until they came to Spain.

Stop there, stop right, oh, such a liar!

Don't think, Rebelde, that your
grandfather was any sort of donkey. Look!

And stop insulting my horse.

Go on, then, or is she your girlfriend!?

More than that: horses are more
noble, more intelligent, and more good.

And last but not least, they don't talk.

On top of that, here in Jalisco,
there's a beautiful story of a white horse.

In fact, it was the
grandfather of your horse.

Let's see what you make of it. Here we go.

This is the ballad of the white horse...

that one Sunday started out happy.

He went with the intention
of reaching the north...

having left Guadalajara.

His noble rider took off the rein,...

he took off the saddle
and went bareback,...

crossed like a flash lands of Nayarit

between green hills
and the blue of the sky.

At a much slower pace
they arrived at Esquinapa...

and through Culiacán
already walked haltingly,...

they say that in Mochis
already he was falling...

that he had his whole muzzle bleeding.

But they watched him
pass through Sonora...

and the Yaqui Valley
gave him its tenderness,...

they say that he limped on his left leg...

and despite everything
continued his adventure.

He arrived in Hermosillo,
continued to Caborca...

and through Mexicali
felt like he was dying,...

came up step by step
through the Rumorosa,...

arriving in Tijuana
with the light of the day.

Having completed his
feat he left for Rosarito...

and didn't want to lie down
until seeing Ensenada...

and this was the ballad
of the white horse...

that left one Sunday from Guadalajara.

Ocotlán seems very remote, but here we are.

Hey, partner.
Yeah?

I staying with you, right?

No, your grandmother's expecting for you.

You're going to get a home
there and you'll be very happy.

But you didn't.

I want to be free to wander
everywhere, like you.

Playing cards, target shooting...

Having a gun and being
a proper man, like you.

Ah, that's not being a man!

I have my flaws, I'm not an angel.

One day or another I'll wake up
with a bullet between my eyes.

Tougher guys have been get rid of.

Valentín de la Sierra.

Thomas Resendiz.

Benjamin Argumedo, no, man!

Then, you don't want me to stay with you?

Well...no, you'll be better off
with your grandma. Let's go.

You're in a hurry to stay, no?

That was your idea.

Besides, anyone who has
grandmother at least wants to know her.

So go on! Put on your sailor
suit with its starched neck.

And don't cry, you look
like your horse just died!

It's a burro, partner, like the
grandfather of the white one!

Keep your horse, I won't
ride a donkey anymore.

And wait there! That's
your horse. It's yours.

It's like a mortal sin
to get rid of a horse.

What do you think, that horses don't have
feelings? That they don't have a heart?

They feel like their
masters' children and

thus must be treated
like children. I'm going.

Do you think, partner, that
horses are better than people?

I mentioned I don't want to
be your nanny! Cowardly brat!

Joselito!

But where did you get to, Joselito?

What does someone mean
by "escuincle" and "rajón"?

"Escuincle" and "rajón"?

Look: escuincle means a child.

And "rajón", that's not to behave like
a man. Umm...someone who flinches!

You'd better understand I'm not
any sort of "rajón" or "escuincle".

Man, that seems awfully fine, Joselito!

But hey, dismount that horse, your
grandmother's in deep trouble, man.

My grandmother's going to be hanged?

What do you think, Rebelde?

This kid's thinks I'll cry because he's
going to stay there with his grandmother.

He's crazy, man!

Stand there, you! What do you want?

Cowards!
Lock her up.

And I'll pound anyone who
gets near me right into the wall...

like a Venetian mosaic!

If you'd really tried
to find my grandson...

you'd already have found
him! Bandits, cowards!

I'll see the Mayor, the President
of the Republic, everyone!

Wild beasts!

May God make you grow moustaches
in your liver and lose your razor!

But, do my eyes deceive me? Joselito!

My grandmother?

It's you, my grandson!

Come here, son, even though you
see me in a cage I don't eat children raw.

Come here, my dear, come here. My Joselito!

My grandson! Thank you, oh, my God!

I thought you were
dead, just like your mother.

Oh, how handsome you are!

You're beautiful, just like her!

Oh, forgive me, son, it's just that
all my thoughts cram into my head.

The sad memories, the joy of seeing you...

Joselito, my soul!

I am stunning you, but
the emotion, the age...

You should say, what age,
there's still plenty of oil in this lamp!

And with you here I'm going to
shake off the moths and the years...

and I'm going to have more guts
than the whale that swallowed Jonah.

Fine, but tell me, where have you been?

Let me out of here, kidnappers!

Scoundrels! Félix!
Ma'am.

And what you do there
standing there like a stake?

Pay the fine and get
me out of this filthy pigsty.

Yes, Madam.

Come, Joselito, child.

Tell me what happened to you!

Well, grandmother,
when the attack happened,

as Félix will have already told you

I hid under the
carriage, and right there I

came across the most
ferocious of the bandits.

And then what?

Well...as soon as he saw me,
he began to shoot me at me.

My God! And you weren't killed?

Not hardly, grandmother, but I was scared.

Wow, I flew out of Guadalajara!

I dropped the reins...I mean...

I crossed like a flash lands
of Nayarit up to Esqüinapa.

By the time I got to
Culiacán, I was already tired.

By Mochis I was already
staggering and my nose was bleeding.

What a load of cobblers!

Liar! As soon as we get home...!

You're free to go, Ma'am.
Let's go, it's about time!

How much did they charge you, these rogues?

Very little, Ma'am.
Twenty-five pesos fine

and fifty pesos for
damages. Overall, nothing.

That's nothing, eh?
A pittance.

A pittance? Then pay an extra
two hundred, this has just begun!

Hey, get out of here!

Lady, please, Madam!
Come on, get out of here!

Well, so now let's talk
about the plans I made

for you. You'll be a
lawyer or a doctor...

No way, Grandma.
Why on Earth not?

Lawyers have to cause
one to lose for another to win.

Doctors, if they're any
good, cure things in

a trice, and then don't
earn any more money.

And why should I have come all
the way to the Americas for that?

Then what will you do?

Who knows...but for the moment I'll get
into mining, to remove gold from your mines

What mines?

But...don't you have any mines?

Well, your grandfather had one that
earned us what little we have left,...

but it soon became more blind than justice.

What a screw-up! Hey, Grandma?

You'll need to work and
study to become a useful man.

Hey, Grandma, is it that
I'm doing so badly as a child?

No, son, I guess not.

Since everyone's put so much
effort into turning me into a man...

And you'll have to be one
someday, Joselito, like it or not!

Starting tomorrow, you're going to school.

You'll like it, you'll make friends.

Ah! He's bought something
that you'll like a lot.

Man, you gave this to me
upside down, what a nimrod.

Here, go on, get out of here.

Look, check this out,
this is...This is great, son!

Look! A sailor suit.

Where did you park your boat?

Check out the fresh water sailor!

There was once a small boat,
and there was once a small boat...

And there was once a small, so
small, so small boat that it couldn't sail.

All right, stop with your fucking boat!
Stop!

Columbus wants to address us.

If you keep teasing me,
I'll give you a right pasting.

With what, chorizo and guacamole?

Well, all right, which of
you wants to fight me?

Me!
Me!

You and Andrés.

The battle will be shoving
with the usual rules:...

no scratching, pinching, or kicking.

First to quit loses.

No complaints if there's blood or bruises.

No help from the gallery.

The loser gets the silent
treatment all week. Outside!

Now what?

What do you want, huh?

Ah, that's the way, Joselito!

The teacher's here!

Did you see that, Rebelde? No?

Come on, fool! Look!

How beautiful, right?

Mr. Jiménez and Mr. Muñoz,
please exit this room and

don't return to class until
you've become friends.

And she has blue eyes!

What blue, surely they're coffee-brown?

Really that's one father of a teacher!

A father? She would be a mother!

Don't be silly, "father"
means she's very good.

Oh.

I'd like this school,
if it weren't for you!

And forgive my insistence
that you come to eat with us...

but I'm determined that you as my
grandson's teacher know each other better..

so he isn't alone in the
school before making friends.

Don't worry. I think that today he's
made a great friend. Right, Joselito?

Yes? And who is this friend, son?

Answer, child! What, didn't you hear me?

Or have swallows have
made a nest in your ears?

Let's go, Grandma!
But, child! By God!

Excuse me, Miss, may we accompany you?

What bit this child, who
seems to have seen the devil?

He almost killed me, with
the careening he's given me.

Mrs. Arteaga, I am very happy to greet
you and to wish you a very Merry Christmas.

Happy Christmas? But that's still far off!

We're in February!

Time flies, Madam, and in
a twinkling of an eye, look,...

it's the twenty-fourth
day of December, and

I wanted to be the
first to congratulate you.

Wow, thank you, and happy New Year!

Happy New Year.

And to you, too, young lady, though I
don't have the honor of knowing you.

But you don't know each other?

This is Julieta Aranda,
the daughter of Don Raúl!

And she's Joselito's teacher.

Ah! The daughter of Don Raúl?

But you were so tiny when you
were born, and just look at you now!

And your grandson, Doña Refugio?

Just look at that nice boy!

You look so nice in your sailor suit!

Doesn't he indeed? He
looks like a poster boy!

And he didn't even want to wear it!

Just look at him!

And what you think, Miss Teacher?

I don't know...children have
their ways of looking at things.

Ah, but with the education
that you two will give him,...

he'll be a famous poet...

like that beggar Adolfo Hocker, the
one who wrote about the swallow's nests!

Just look how these women scurry off!

Who is that man?

That guy's one of the
bandits from the stagecoach!

My God!

God save me from these
women...! Let's go, Rebelde.

I'm going to turn him into the police.

Don't do that, Miss, really, he
did nothing, he was just there.

But, boy! Didn't you say that
he was the most ferocious?

I didn't say fierce, but fast.

It was more running around
the stagecoach, that's all he did.

Same difference! He's from the
band and we'll report him, just in case.

Wait, Grandmother! I'm
not sure if it it's really one, or

if he just looks like one,
people dress all so alike here...

It's just like the Chinese,
who all look the same to me.

The same thing happens to me, and
that man doesn't have the face of a killer.

Looks don't matter.

Judas was the most beautiful of the
Apostles, but he was still the traitor.

His attitude is very suspicious,
considering I'd never seen him before.

Me, too, grandmother. I
think I could even swear it.

Child! What, don't you
know it is sin to swear in vain?

He's just very nervous, you know?

Tomorrow I'll goose you with castor oil.

Go on, go see if you
need to water the animals.

Yes, Grandma.

It's obvious that this man
frightened my grandson.

Oh! What if he's one of the bandits?

What will happen if he thinks
my grandson's recognized him?

By God, don't let him leave
the school even for a minute!

You know? Because he's so
tiny, and also a saint, a true saint!

What, you want to fight?

With these?

Are you afraid? Scaredy-cat!

Félix!

Félix!

Félix!

What's going on here?

What's all this, Joselito?

But, son! What happened here?
Mother of God, all the animals are loose!

God of my soul! What can we do about this?

Stay still, boy!

Porker, let him alone!

Come here. Get down.

Fucking dog, fucking dog!

The best thing is to not
mention the matter,...

and tomorrow when you
have him in to school...

I'll go see the mayor
to ask for his advice.

Eh?

Jesus! What on Earth is this?

This? This is your grandson, Ma'am.

And now I'm on my way back to Spain
on the first train that goes out of here.

And if there's no train back, I'll
walk, but I'm going back to my country.

"Going back" my foot!

Now wash this demon for me!

He'll climb into his room, and
stay there locked up until tomorrow.

Look what you've done to the sailor suit!

And you did all this
on purpose, to ruin it.

But don't think you can get away
with dressing however you please!

Tomorrow I'll buy you another,
and another, and another.

And you're going to be dressed
like a sailor until I yell "land ho"!

The Shepherd with his
flock at the break of day...

goes down the path from
the mountains to the prairie.

Whispering his sorrows
with his reed flute...

followed by his sheep as if under a spell.

The flute of the shepherd,
oh, oh, oh, she sings as well...

The shepherd is going back
because the sun is hidden.

Going up the hill to save his flock.

With his flute he'll be calling
one by one his sheep...

as he communicates his joys and sorrows.

The flute of the shepherd
oh, oh, oh, sings as well.

Guadalajara. Guadalajara!

Guadalajara. Guadalajara!

You have a countryside soul,
you smell clean, a morning rose.

You smell like fresh
green grass from the river

side, your houses look
like a thousand doves.

Guadalajara, Guadalajara,
pure smell of wet earth.

Don't let us down, Jalisco!

Guadalajara, Guadalajara!

Oh! Tlaquepaque Village,...

your fragrant jars...oh,
Jalisco, Jalisco, Jalisco!

Make even fresher the
sweet tepache for the

barbequed goat, in
addition to the mariachi...

that in stallholders and potters
sound with sad melancholy.

Oh, oh, oh! Oh, oh, oh!

Oh! Guadalajara, rose,...

I'll tell you one thing. Oh,
Jalisco, Jalisco, Jalisco!

You, who preserve water in the well,
and in women their inevitable shawl.

Guadalajara, Guadalajara,
you have the most Mexican soul.

Oh, oh, oh! Oh, oh, oh!

Guadalajara. Guadalajara!

Papa, Papa!
"Papa" my foot!

What the hell are you doing you here?

My mom 's been waiting for
you with my ten starving siblings.

What mom or what ten siblings
what dying of hunger!? Just look at this!

He's not funny, this guy!

Singing, while your
children starve, in the pub!

I can't understand how
they dare have children.

And ten, for fuck's sake! Since
there's no law to hang these criminals...!

Scoundrel, traitor!

The traitor is you,
scoundrel, blackguard, what

you have to do is get
out of here with your child!

Yes! Beat it!

Get out of here!

I don't know why I didn't give
you a complete set of slaps.

It'd be funny! But you wouldn't
get out of there alive, for sure.

So what really brings you here?
The bare truth?

As if you knew what the truth is!

Of course I know that.
I want to live with you

and I look forward to
us becoming partners.

What gives with this boy!

Home and school aren't for
me, I want to be just like you.

No way, José.

It's just that your grandmother
hasn't realized that you're a man,...

and she wants to keep
treating you like you were a child.

But don't worry, I'll
talk to her tomorrow,...

and you'll see how I help her understand.

That's precisely the "no way", partner.

No? What the heck, I'm more
than used to dealing with ladies!

Doña Refugio, for God's sake!

Be careful, that thing bangs!

I swear it's the pure truth.

Also I've become
endeared to this little liar.

Here, man, here!

You're very nice, Mr. Cueto,...

and quite manly,...

and I have the virtue of trust in my heart.

Of course I don't have gold mines,
but I have a barn with some cows and...

and this colt to be broken.

But I've never worked for anyone,
Ma'am, much less as a nanny.

And haven't yet grown roots
to seed myself in any place.

Uh, nonsense, nobody works for anyone!

Each reaps up what he has sown,...

and I'll offer you a good
soil for your sowing.

Try, at least.

Well, here I'll leave you,
both of you speak man-to man.

So...I expect you for lunch at
precisely two o'clock this afternoon.

And you, child, go change your
clothes, you're a mess, again.

So...at two o'clock on the button.

All right. Clear? Yes, Madam.

Well, see you then.

Now you see? Wow, what a grandma!

Did you hear? At two o'clock.

And me, I haven't let myself be
hitched like all those poor married guys!

And I'm not going to let your flakey
grandmother order me around, no, siree!

Fine, but she's mine, and since we're
partners, you have your share of a grandmother.

Hey, why not stay here?

It'll work out for us.

Instead of going to school,
we'll go swim in the river.

You'll teach me how to play
cards, how to judge roosters, OK?

No way, José! You're going to go to school.
And you're going to be the best student...

because when I come back here I want to
see you grown up into a proper young man.

And no more lies, yes, siree!

Hello, gentlemen.
Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

Hey, Antonio, these men are
some of those who attacked us.

What did we agree, liar boy?

Do you know who those gentlemen are?

They are nothing less than
the President and the Secretary

of the Board of Charity in
the nearby village of Jalisco.

But I'm sure, partner! They're
imprinted on my eyes forever!

Do you know what you have there? It
is a construct of lies, rather than brains.

And don't speak to me about
attackers anymore or I'll kill you.

Boy, what a dreamer!

In the minutes that we dedicate
to our selected readings...

today is the turn of one of the brightest
playwrights that the world has been given.

He is called William Shakespeare.

I have chosen one of
his most popular works,...

called "Romeo and Juliet",

the most beautiful
love story ever written,...

in which two young people
in love die for their love,...

victims of hatred and
misunderstanding of their families.

The part we're going to read takes place
on the balcony of the House of Juliet,....

until her lover, Romeo, arrives.

Princess, Princess, she of
blue eyes and scarlet lips.

Butterfly, cutely colored butterfly,
among the morning flowers.

Look at the one who,
at your feet, sigh,...

love the one who worshipping you, dies.

Kiss, my lovely Princess...

the one who your blue eyes, your scarlet
lips, your cute colors captivate his soul.

Look at me, loving me, kiss me, kiss me.

In your eyes there is sunshine of
hope, in your mouth smell of carnations,...

in your Argentine laughter, joy, and in
your mouth the sweetness of the honey.

Princess, I love you. Love
me because I'm dying...Aaaay!

Princess,...

Princess of the blue
eyes and scarlet lips.

Butterfly, cutely colored butterfly,
among the morning flowers.

My Juliet!

Oh, knock it off, buddy!

Joselito!

Your rein is too short, the left leg.

Go on, go, it's going very well.

Slacken off the
horse, let it up, let up it.

Oh, how good this beggar of a boy is!

Let's see..."My beloved
former teacher Miss Juliet...

"the gifts I give you
every day haven't been

brown-nosing for grades
like everybody else,...

"but because when I grow up
I want you to be my girlfriend."

Joselito! Come here.

"If anyone should hinder us,
let us die like Romeo and Juliet...

"except I'll stick the knife
somewhere where it won't kill me...

"so when I recover we
can get married anyway."

"Signed with Joselito's heart
swollen with love,... "Joselito".

Ay, Chihuahua!

It's the best perfume that I
could find in the pharmacy,...

and it has cost me four
reales just for a splash.

Everything seems OK, but...

say, isn't the teacher a
bit aged compared to you?

That's why I say: "when I grow up".

OK, partner, I'll do what I can for
you, but I won't answer for it, eh?

Because I've never played the role of...

I knew were my buddy and I
counted on you. Shake, partner.

Partners...!

Miss Teacher.

I am sorry to stop you
but I need to talk with you.

With me?

Yes, Miss, it's about Joselito.

Oh, I was just thinking of
going see Doña Refugio.

That boy has me worried,
he behaves in a way...!

Very understandable, if
the cause were known.

The boy lives in another world, Mr. Cueto.

"Mr. Cueto"...! Why not call me Antonio,...

and I'll call you Juliet?

Agreed?
Good.

Rebelde, behave seriously!

May I see you tomorrow?

At the end of classes.

Rebelde, I think that
it's going to work, beggar!

What's up, partner?

You didn't give it to her, did you?

Give it to me, I'll show
you how to hand it over.

I just haven't had the right
opportunity yet, man. Honest!

Already you can hardly smell anything.

Well, look, don't worry,
I'm going to buy a bottle of

this size, a full liter, so
you can give it to her.

Do you have a fever? Are you sick?

It must be because I'm scared.

Never mind a fright! Come on!
Doña Refugio! Doña Refugio!

There's nothing to worry
about, it's simply measles.

The only thing you need
to do is avoid complications.

Fill this prescription.

Avoid drafts, too much light...

What's Joselito have, Doctor?

Good afternoon, Mr. ...
Good afternoon.

Open your mouth.

Yes, open your mouth!

Open it! More!

More, more!

Friend, you also have measles.

Me?
Yes.

I never fall ill, doctor,...

I never get sick or anything else
except from high-velocity lead.

You say what you
want, but I don't want you

spreading a measles
epidemic throughout the town,...

so straight to bed, and is an order.

Hey, doctor, but...
Yes, to bed.

I have never suffered anything, doctor.
Yes, the bed, the bed...

To bed?
Yes, Sir, to bed.

Ready, lad, give it to me, give it to me!

Oh, what balls of gold!

Hold on, hold on, hold on, beggar!

Sneak in, sneak in, sneak in!

"I have a soft back-and-forth swing...

"and I'm very happy to swing on it...

"on the strong branch of laurel...

"that my good daddy made for me.

"What soft rhythm, what a sweet swing!

"Hey guys, don't you want to come swing?"

How beautiful! Right?

What, that's nice, really?

Here, this is for you. Down the hatch!

Now you.

Not bad. 5 x 1 = 5, 5 x 2 = 10,...

5 x 3 = 15, 5 x 4 = 25,...

5 x 4 = 21, 22, 23,...

24, 25, 5 x 6 = 30, 5 x 7 = 35,...

5 x 8.... = 40,...

5 x 9 = 45, 5 x 10 = 50.

Shall I start again?

5 x 1 = 5, 5 x 2 = 10...

Let's see, you should
relax and hold tight, man.

Hold your legs tight, make
yourself heavy. Now, ready?

Now the bull will buck.
Show me what you've got.

Hold on, beggar! Now apply the spurs!

But maybe not so hard!

Well, this is already dealt with.

There's nothing like rest
to cure these diseases.

That damn bell is ringing again!

When are we going to
live in peace in this house?

Attack, coward!

Defend yourself, Indian Geronimo!

Nice to see you! What brings you here?

I've wanted to know your
grandson for a while, Mrs. Refugio.

It's just that work keeps me tied up.

Well, go on, go on in.
Thank you.

Sneak down!

Joselito! Joselito!

Joselito!

Get out of there, demon!

Mr. Manuel has had the
courtesy to come see you.

To me?
Hello, Joselito.

Although it's late, I have come
to bring you a welcoming gift.

Well, I knew your parents, rest in peace.

Antonio!

What's up with that nut?

We were just playing cowboys and Indians.

He was the Indian, and
I...I have to capture him.

But you both know you can't leave just yet!

Now I'll go fetch that Antonio brat!

No, don't go, Grandma.

Child, attend to your visitor, go on.

May God forbid a cool
air blow hit you, kiddo.

I wouldn't like anything to happen.

Look what I brought.

It's genuine, and the best steel...

but be careful because
you can hurt yourself with it.

This knife belongs to a bandit who swore to
kill all who recognize or talk about him.

Keep it, and above all keep
the secret, because if not...

So don't talk about this with
your grandmother or that Antonio...

lest they happen to die.

Goodbye, Joselito.

Oh, and welcome to Ocotlán.

For San Antonio's sake, let Our Lord
gather Don Manuel into His Holy spirit,...

and give me the courage
to deliver the letter

to Juliet, even it
doesn't scent anymore.

After all, I want her
to read it, not smell it.

Just a moment.

My love comes to the bottom
of your window to sing to you,...

finally! My love needs
your love to not cry.

In that hard grill of
your flowered window,...

just like the Honeysuckle
is entangling my life.

And...oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I
come here to sing to you,...

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I
come to worship you...

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I come to pray to you.

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I can't help myself.

The night will cover us,
it is high time to neck,...

because lovers prefer the darkness.

A kiss from you is my longing
to feel your body close,...

to kiss your mouth, to feel
that I'm going to heaven.

And...oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, how beautiful is love!

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, how beautiful is love!

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, you make me dream,...

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I
want to kiss you at once!

Partner...Traitor!

Secure the door well.

Hurry with the lamp, Cosimo.

On the way, Chief.

Give me a match.
Yes, boss.

Now finally we'll go for a big one, boys.

Here is the telegram from our pal Chagas.

"Sunday are leaving fifty
fat steers with six peons."

How can you see it from there?

Soon we are going to rustle cattle, boss!

You're so thick, Cipriano!

A "fat steer" means a thousand pesos...

and "six peons" means they'll depart
at six in the morning, you see it now?

What the hell, it's only money, right?

Just there's lots, and
lots, and lots of money.

When will you give us some
to go have some fun with girls?

I getting tired of telling
you: everything in good time.

Here's the plan, to show where
each should wait separately,...

and to study the meeting point.

There's someone there, Chief!

What are you waiting for? Move!

Fuck, someone ran off!

Help me up!

Don't push, Cosimo, because I'm jammed.

There he goes.
Who is he?

He's that grandson of Doña Refugio.

And I'm stuck.
What is it?

Cipriano's jammed,...

He says it's Doña Refugio's
grandson who's gone off!

Fill him with lead when you see him!

Get me out of here, please! Help me!

Don't leave me alone, Cosme!

Hey, Cipriano is stuck up there!

Blessed San Antonio, forget
about Juliet for the moment,...

and don't fail me in this
other favor: give me good aim.

Run, White, to Grandma's
house! Take it to Antonio!

Pay attention!

It's boy's horse. Maybe he
got frightened by the shot.

Who's calling? Who's calling?

White, what are you doing here?

Who let you outside?

Hmmm. Why are you so nervous?

Oh, how strange!

What's this?

Help me! My hands are cramping!

Shut up!

"And the head of the bandits is Don Manuel.

"These aren't lies, there's a
Cyprian and a Cosimo here, too,...

"and someone else. On Sunday
they'll be stealing fifty thousand pesos.

"Goodbye, tell grandma not
cry, and also try to forgive me."

"Your brother, Joselito."

Oh, my God! God willing,
it's another lie from that rogue!

Attack him from inside!

So you thought you were going to escape?

I noticed you in your
grandmother's House, little boy.

Don't move!

Waste them, partner, these
shitheads are getting up my nose!

And when I get angry, look out!

Grab their guns, partner.

Drop the gun or I shoot the boy.

Throw away it!

Freeze!

Hey, boy, just give me that toy.

Get moving.

Don't move!

Give me your gun.

I can't, boss, because if I let go, I fall.

Damn boy!

What happened here?

These are the stagecoach bandits.

Take charge of them, boys.

Coming.

He saved my life.

Yes.

Now I've learned how to love a horse.

And I've finally learned that you
can love a child more than a horse.

What are you waiting for to
hug your girlfriend, Antonio?

I think she's too big for me.

Besides, she doesn't have blue eyes.

Very nice,...

enlarging the family without
the consent of the grandmother!

Yes, grandmother, and I'm thinking that we
could be the best family in the world,...

provided that Antonio and Juliet
marry and come to live with us.

Well, that is if the big
guy decides to take root.

I already planted them, and what's
better than your home to throw some seed?

Just look: in one move, a wife,
a son, and even a grandmother.

This game is certainly won!

Partners?
Partners, beggar.

Partners, but what about me?
Well, partners!

Well, partners!
Partners!

THE END