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You drunkard!

Finished dancing?

What would your poor wife say if she could see you?

She can't!

She can't!

Tequila? Tequila?

Tequila? Tequila?

It's my second flat tire and there's a sick man in the bus.

- Do you know a doctor? - No entiendo.

Juanito, have you got my pig head?

Which cabeza de puerco?

At the slaughterhouse, they said they'd send it.

Yes, I've got it.

Give it.

Thank you!

Where is there a doctor?

How disgusting!

You cad!

-To your health! - Come in, Georgito.

Let's get serious! Give me my bottle.

Is that all you want from me?

Stop joking!

I got you your head. I earned my bottle.

Haven't you had enough to drink?

I want to drink.

I want to drink until I see you as a blonde

with pink skin and blue eyes.

I don't know if one bottle will do the trick.

Nice little worm.

I thought you didn't eat meat.

Never.

I make an exception for worms though.

Yes, tonight...

I'll prepare a seasoned sauce as my father used to do at home.

And where is he now, your dad, Georgito?

In a place as decent as this one.

Just like his son.

You'll be all right. But keep an eye on your varicose veins.

Did I see you all? - Yes doctor.

My hot water, quick! I must be on the 10 o'clock bus.

It may well be my last call here.

Pray for me. On monday, I'll be operated.

That's what you thought, isn't it? Pylorus ulcer.

If things work as they should, I'll come back in one month.

If not, you'll see another doctor.

Don't say that, doctor. Goodbye.

See you. Behave!

Good luck.

- Give me your suitcase. - Leave me alone!

Let's not part on a quarrel. What have you got against me?

Who made a curettage to Rosa ?

-Ah... Well... - You did, of course...

If I had not cleaned her, she would have had infection.

- I thought you were finished with medicine. - That's not medicine!

I was only helping a friend.

You did it when you were drunk. With your dirty drunkard's hands.

You don't remember, asshole?

Doesn't it remind you of anything?

Take my suitcase.

A piece of advice...

Don't help anyone that way or I'll have you jailed.

All right, Doctor.

Who will help me take him out?

I don't want to leave the bus.

I think it would better if we stopped.

For a couple of hours.

I can travel. No problem.

What if you vomit again?

No, I feel better.

The smell is awful. That man can't stay in here.

The doctor will decide.

There's a sick man in my bus. I want to know if he can travel.

You're lucky : the doctor is here.

There's a sick man in my bus.

I'll see him. Keep my suitcase.

Poor doctor! You'll never have a moment of quiet.

Careful with that sugar!

The strange food might be the reason.

We're not used to it yet. We only got here yesterday.

You don't want to give me your hand? Afraid of contagion ?

You're not contagious, darling. It's just a little gastric problem.

That man is not fit to travel.

What's wrong with him?

Where's my suitcase? Already on the bus?

- Yes. - Thank you.

Aren't you feeling well?

He'll be fine here. I've got a good hotel.

We'll take good care of you.

Can I have a towel and some water?

Georges, you heard?

It might be because of my cigar.

He is vomiting.

No, Georges. You won't let the se�ora clean that.

No! Not him!

He's used to it. He always washes me when I've been drinking.

You will do it, won't you, Georgito?

When it's done, I'll buy you a good glass of tequila.

You want to deny me my tequila?

You must have him taken to my place. He might be contagious

- And where will his wife go? - Wherever she wants.

You deserve that glass, Georgito.

Dig a hole and bury it all. The washbowl too.

And wash yourself too.

That's my problem, doc. I wash when I feel like it.

I need an armchair to take him away from here at once.

And tell them to get my suitcase back. It's impossible for me to go.

It's here.

You'll be fine here. The room is cool.

The doctor will be here soon.

He must hurry!

- Tip. - Thank you. Goodbye, Madame.

- What did he say? - That he's leaving the armchair.

I've got a high temperature, haven't I?

How could we know in that heat?

I'm cold.

You see? You weren't sick this time.

Nice holidays! The Holy Week ends badly.

Today is Good Friday.

Joy is for Easter.

You'll be well at Easter, it's a promise.

Or when the cows come home.

You don't trust me any more?

I've already made you feel well before.

Don't you remember the hospital in Angoul�me.

That sergeant who'd been blown up by a landmine was not a pretty sight.

He finally pulled through.

Not so good.

There's always something wrong.

- I gave you a beautiful life. - Very beautiful.

I have always known that you'd need me.

I may have loved you because of it.

You may as well get on with it now.

I swear that... it's not over.

Not for you,

not for me.

So? Shall we go on?

Be careful. It might be contagious.

Good health is catching too.

God! Why are they celebrating Christ's death with firecrackers?

It's as noisy here as in the street.

Look, Tom.

Let's show some sense and go back to Vera Cruz and go to a real hospital.

- But the doctor... - I'll take full responsibility.

- Where are you going? - I'll get a taxi.

You'll know how to ask?

''Libre para Vera Cruz.'' Is that it?

Good!

I'll be back right away.

How do they say "right now''?

Ahorita mismo.

Ahorito mismo.

I hope I'm wrong and shall be able to take the bus tomorrow.

You can still have your belly opened, Doc.

I'm not thinking of my belly but that I'm the only doctor here.

We don't have much. And if we have other cases...

Well.

Can you tell me if there are other cases of infectious meningitis?

Yes...

- You think it's an epidemic? - One patient does not make an epidemic.

One patient doesn't make an epidemic. One swallow doesn't make a summer

Mobilization is not war.

Why are you saying that ? On purpose?

You want to bring us bad luck?

Quiet you two...

What is meningitis ? Meningitis as he said...

It's a tiny beast you swallow without knowing.

Inside you, she breeds. The next day, you're dead.

- Always? -No...

Some people come through.

But it means the doctor was wrong and it was not the infectious meningitis.

Anna?

Give me some sheets. I haven't got any left.

For that sick man? Do you think I'm stupid?

I'd have to burn them or bury them like that washbowl I lent you.

Give him fresh sheet.

Lopita?

Find some sheet... Not too new.

- Have them taken to my place. - We have our work to do!

Georges will take them.

Poor Georges! You'll get a free drink for it.

No. Afterwards.

No, now. In case of epidemics you must never wait until later.

Later, one of us might be dead.

Where are the sheets?

Tom?

He's dead, madam.

Don't touch him. I forbid you to touch him.

- Let go of me. - He is contagious.

He's got infectious meningitis. Don't you understand?

He died of a heart failure. He felt no pain.

Promise me that you won't touch him and I'll let you go.

You promise?

I promise.

I apologize.

I can't let him here.

Of course not.

Though there's not much we can do. What would you do?

- Join his hands. - Yes.

- This way? - Yes.

- Aren't you afraid to touch him.? - I can.

I've got gloves of filth. It's a protection.

But you... you're definitely too clean.

Let me do this at least.

- Give. - No! I will!

Jewels can be of use in case of real blows. You're wrong.

No, it can't be.

It can't believe it. I don't even cry.

It means nothing. At first, you don't even feel unhappy.

It starts when coming back from the cemetery.

That's an important time.

You see if you'll be a good widower.

I mean...

A good widow in your case.

- You had a wife? - So it seems, yes.

- And you didn't cry? - Oh, I did. I did cry.

But I had good reasons to.

I owed her that much.

You have nothing to feel bad about. It shows on your face.

What had you done?

It's none of your business.

Why tell me about it then?

Because I'm drunk, madam.

I'm a marvelous drunkard.

Oh, sorry. I was about to forget to leave those sheets.

Don't do it yourself. They'll send someone.

And don't force yourself to cry. Wait for the tears to flow.

You see, my poor Tom. I'm not crying.

It doesn't mean anything.

You heard what he said?

Drugs.

Drugs!

Seven pesos.

Yes. Seven pesos.

I haven't got any money. There's no need for medicine, no need for a taxi.

No dinero !

- You speak some French? - Why some? I'm from Paris.

Really? Can you tell me where I could sell that jewel?

How's your husband doing?

He is dead.

So it's really an epidemic. We're in deep water!

- You're infected, lady. - The jewels are not.

All is contaminated : your skirt, your bag, your hands!

All's full of germs.

You're not brave, Miss.

Madam!

Madam.

Why should I take risks for people I don't know?

You're right, Madam.

You came here without any money?

I could not find my husband's wallet.

No use lying! I came here without any money

and I'm not ashamed about it. I didn't even have

a little cross to sell.

You had probably better than a cross.

I don't advise you to talk to me that way.

I'm somebody's wife.

And I'm a dead man's wife. You're still right.

No... I might boil it. With vinegar.

- Your wallet was stolen? -I didn't say anything about stealing.

In the bus, my husband had it. Then it wasn't there any more.

I'll tell Georges.

- Who's Georges? - The Frenchman with the sheet.

I'm not accusing him.

It's not what I'm saying. Georges might be able to get it back.

If you've really lost it.

Oh, please! He's got nothing to do with that wallet.

O.K.! Here... Take those 100 pesos. The rest is free. Is it all right?

If it's the price of a cable to France, it will do.

I'm not charging you for the sheet or the washbowl.

And don't say thank you. The Post Office is on your right outside.

Are you crazy? You're putting a cross in boiling water.

That cross is contaminated.

And don't touch that broad who sold it to me.

If you value your life.

Her husband just croaked.

You've got a pen? A pen?

Here it is, Madam.

Thank you.

God... make me remain calm.

Excuse me, madam.

In despair to tell you of Tom's sudden death.

Left alone without any money in some remote village.

I beg you...

Any letters for me?

No, sir.

Sorry.

French?

A hundred and ten pesos.

Write... I don't understand.

Give me back my text.

You must rewrite it.

It's for France?

87 pesos, Madam.

It's expensive, right?

Your receit, Madam.

- Se�ora? - Oh, no!

Ah yes! My pen!

She must be in love.

For the blonde's husband.

Give them to me.

I want to give them to her.

You can't come in, it's dangerous.

I thought they were bringing the vaccine.

I thought it was the coffin.

I think of the living but you do think of the dead.

No, Doctor, I think of myself, of what will happen to me.

Of that travel home with that coffin.

What ? No way. Your husband won't leave Mexico.

Why?

He'll lay in the family vault with his father and uncles.

No. He will be buried tomorrow. I gave the order.

Well...Give a counter-order.

Only my orders count now.

Is there a law which allows you to do what you want with my husband?

Your husband is dangerous to approach, dangerous to touch.

Dangerous as long as he is not buried.

He wouldn't have wanted to be buried here.

Mexican soil is as good as any to wait until the Resurrection of the Dead.

Excuse me, madam. Someone's at the door.

I thought you had respect for the dead.

We respect the living more.

'evening.

- I'll make that injection now. - I want no injection.

- I'm not asking you. - Are you going to force me to?

- I am. Georges ? - I don't want that man to touch me.

Be sensible. I'm not going to fight with you. Come!

Undress.

Don't go too far. You've got 5 minutes, haven't you?

You know I've always got 5 minutes.

When you're ready, doctor.

Sit down there.

- Does it hurt? - I'll do my best not to hurt you.

Sit down.

- Could you draw the curtains? - Why didn't you do it yourself?

Bend down.

One ampoule wasted. And I haven't got a lot. Georges?

No! He won't touch me with his filthy hands.

Are you sure you'll be still?

No!

Georges, wash your hands.

See what you're making me do? Such a fine filth!

It will take at least 8 days to have it all on again.

So you think I stole your husband's wallet?

I never thought so.

I don't look like a grave robber?

No. You look mean, especially when you look at me, but you're not a thief.

- But why do you hate me? -You're too beautiful.

You're too neat.

What did you come here for?

I didn't choose to.

No... Even for that, you're not to blame.

Georges?

- Take off your shirt. It's filthy. - I'm filthy underneath too.

Hold her.

- You didn't scream. - You would have liked it.

Lie down there.

You'll see the killing. It's there? There? or there?

Stop joking. Do it quickly.

We're not finished, Georges. It's your turn now.

I don't want your drugs.

Keep them for the fools who believe in them.

You should have done it by force. He runs the same risks as I.

Do you think he is not aware of it?

- Not feeling well? - I'm very hot.

Shall we go and have a drink?

No.

Well, doctor...

You're still here.

Wait! Go help with the coffin.

I was going to offer my help.

You see? I'm indispensable.

You remember your former house?

Stop! He must have hurt himself.

Don't worry. When he's had enough, he'll kill himself.

Goodbye, Madam. May God protect you.

You speak good French, Father.

A little, a little.

With your permission, I'll have your suitcases brought here.

The se�ora honors us by being a guest in our house for a few hours.

I'm really pleased, madam.

May I?

Now we can greet you as a friend.

You got to be kidding! You have the cheek to accept!

I'll be damned before I do you another favor.

It is occupied. Here, you'll be fine

That one is free. I'll have flowers brought to you.

Thank you but there's no need.

What is it?

The ice!

Come in.

Put it down on the table. No! There!

- Thank you. - De nada.

You're still there? What are you waiting for? The quarantine?

What quarantine?

You don't know we'll die like flies around here?

Soon we'll be kept inside the town by the army.

Come in.

Isn't Anna here?

- What do you want from Anna? - I'm thirsty.

Forget about it. Anna is in a bad mood.

Now is not the right time to ask her for a drink.

Aren't you buying me a drink?

Ask the manager.

Manager, give me a little drink.

What's left in your glass.

Aren't you ashamed of begging for a drink? Why don't you earn it?

I would love to. Nothing I'd like better.

I haven't seen you dance for some time.

Oh no! Not today, it's too hot.

Well... too bad. You won't get anything.

- Not drunk enough to dance. - All right, forget about it.

Lopita, rum for me, nothing for him.

Leave it.

You know... I don't feel too good.

Going to the cemetery killed my legs.

Have a sip. It will give them back to you.

Yes! The right one feels better.

Ouch! Look at the left one.

Come on, drink.

Come on, Georges, hurry. What will you dance?

Stop the music. Georgito will dance the huapango.

And if we're pleased with him, he'll get a bottle of tequila.

It's icy cold. Shall I take it to the lady?

No, give it to me. I'll take it to her.

80 pesos champagne! I hope the widow's paying.

Don't worry, she's rich enough for that.

She's rich?

Are you kidding? She's a whore.

Come in.

Would you care for a glass of champagne?

Thank you, I'm not thirsty.

You will have a sip, won't you? It's French champagne.

- From your country. - No!

Will the area be quarantined?

- Who told you about that? - Georges, not long ago.

Georges? Don't listen to what that drunkard says.

He is not making sense.

It seems he was making sense.

Really? Well, come and see!

If there was any danger, I'd be the first to tell you.

Here... Look at him!

Give me the bottle!

I can't.

Go on! Go on Georgito

or you'll lose the bottle.

Come on, pal! Go on!

Dance... a lot, Jorge!

You're stopping?

I'm tired.

The se�ora came to see you dance and I promised you a bottle.

And you tell me you're tired...

The bottle...

I think I earned it.

But if the lady came especially to see me...

He is drunk.

He's never been that sober. You're not drunk, are you, Jorgito?

If I were drunk, I would have no need for your bottle.

That man is vile.

Him? He's a great guy. He's got a heart.

It's something you can't understand.

That's enough! He's earned his bottle!

Pedro? Give it to me!

Won't you congratulate the winner?

I danced for you.

The music plays on !!

Why don't you laugh? You don't think it's funny?

No... They're both as despicable.

You flopped, didn't you, Rodrigo?

Please go out... It's very contagious.

Georgito... Help me!

Don't stay here. You were not vaccinated.

- Let me help! - Please go out!

Luis lift her by her head.

Out of the way!

We'll take her to the sacristy.

Georgito, keep my dresses for me.

Shut that door and let no one in.

Open the door.

Don't leave me, Georgito.

Hey, gorgeous!

Come with me. I'll let you have some cheese.

At Chihuahua's?

No, Chihuahua will close for now.

How long?

As long as the epidemic lasts. I'll have all your houses closed.

Let me come with her.

Hang it on the wall above your bed.

Still there!

Don't make him go, doctor. I'm scared.

Don't be afraid. The doctor is much better than I am.

That's enough.

Let me see what you're doing!

You want to see how people die. Scram!

Here there's room only for the sick and those who take care of them.

We only accept those who want to live.

Get away!

Poor guy.

A former doctor.

He arrived here five years ago.

He couldn't bear the heat.

I think he was drunk on the day his wife had a baby.

- And she died? - Yes.

He hasn't been sober since.

Did you come to talk about Georges?

I wondered if you wanted to have the town quarantined.

- That's my problem. - I need to know.

If the place is quarantined, I must leave.

If you wish. But, until tomorrow, we won't know if you're in the clear.

- You mean, I might... - Yes, me too. We've got to accept it.

Is it you, Pepe?

The doctor?

Yes, the doctor.

Doctor?

You see, Father...

They drove me through the city in my nightshirt.

You see, Our Lord allows you

to repent before you die.

Where did you hide the wallet?

Under my pillow.

Hello? Yes... Put him on.

A man has started to vomit.

Have him leave the train.

All right, doctor.

Have the whole carriage emptied.

All right.

And have the carriage removed from the train.

The carriage?

Yes, the carriage.

Uncouple the carriage.

Uncouple the carriage.

Pass me the Health Department in Vera Cruz.

I'll ask for the quarantine.

Father?

I'd like to have communion tomorrow for Easter.

Could you hear my confession?

I've got a good surprise for you, se�ora.

I was given that wallet, which is yours.

- Who gave it to you? - A man.

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost.

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

I'm listening.

I confess to almighty God, and to Blessed Mary, ever virgin,

to archangel St Michael, to St John the Baptist

to Peter, Paul and all the Saints,

that I have sinned in my thoughts and in my words.

Do you understand, Father?

A little, a little.

I felt no grief when my husband died.

His wallet was stolen. You've just given it back to me.

These are the little unimportant things that I've had on my mind since he died.

I cried only when I saw that his money had been stolen.

His death should make me very unhappy.

I feel nothing.

Nothing.

I first thought it was by God's grace that I was not feeling any pain.

I thought: He lessened my pain so that I could face my problems.

Last night, I felt all those problems were nothing.

That idea does not feel mine.

His death did not matter. I did not think of him.

Is it because of the climate, or because of the heat?

It seems I shall have to live with no memories of the past.

It doesn't make any sense.

Soon, I shall be far away from here.

Yet, what happened to me here is more important than everything else.

I can see no future, I can't see me being elsewhere.

What if it were the end of my life?

Is that all, my child?

No, no.

There's a man near me whom I can't stop thinking of.

- With my deepest sympathy. - Thank you.

That epidemic looks good. Second wreath this morning.

The trains aren't leaving any more.

What are you talking about?

No, they had all the passengers leave the train. There were fights.

Tomorrow, the army will close all the roads to town.

I won't wait until then.

Give me a double tequila!

- I don't feel well. - You're sick?

No, I was vaccinated.

But since the morning, I've been carrying sick people who...

vomit in the car.

Where is the doctor?

At Joaquin's little girl's side.

Maria Antonia? I carried her on my shoulders a little while ago.

It's no time for games.

Pack your bag. You're coming to Vera Cruz with me.

All right, madam.

Lopita... Bring the nurse a double tequila.

And throw the glass away afterwards. He's got an epidemic face.

Can you take me to Joaquin's House ?

You helped give birth to her.

Now you want to take her from us. I can't believe it.

I won't let you do it.

I can't treat her without taking her.

If you take her away, we'll never see her again.

Don't point your gun at me.

Don't touch that gun or I'll press the trigger.

By God... I won't take her by force.

I came alone, without a car, without a nurse...

I'll take your daughter myself. And her mother may come if she wants to.

Maria Antonia... Come with me...

We're going to hide and they won't find us.

Hey, lazy fellows!

Watch out! She's got the disease.

Go to Joaquin's. Quickly! The doctor is in trouble.

- What's wrong with her? - Same as the others.

What you do is very dangerous.

I'm germproof. Germs can't live in alcohol.

You think you're strong.

I don't. Watch me. I'm out of breath.

And it's not her weight.

Wait! I'll fix it.

The sole is finished. Shall I tear it off? - Don't!

Take the shoe off.

I'll have it fixed. It's my only pair.

And in a fortnight, the rainy season is starting.

You'll see how much pours down.

All the crabs leave the beach for the road. To keep dry.

You're kidding me?

I'm not. You'll see.

No, you won't see. You will be gone.

Could you knock at the door? I can't do it.

Georges...

Wouldn't you like to treat her?

I'll wait for you.

Poor child... And the doctor went away to your part of the town.

I know. I was there.

They didn't allow me to make the injection.

- You asked to? - Yes, I was stupid enough to do that.

But they put me back in my place.

Georges?

Sorry.

The wallet was given back to me.

Bravo.

Wouldn't you like to go back to France?

What for?

To practise again.

I knew it.

That's what you had in mind.

Rip me off from my vice.

Put me back on medicine's way.

I don't want to be a doctor. I don't want anything any more.

I'm very well as I am.

And I wish for it to last as long as possible.

It won't last long.

So much the better if it doesn't last.

But it's none of your business, by God.

Georges...

If you wish to stay a homeless drunkard

..if you do wish, deep in your heart,

I wish so too.

But I don't believe you do.

And you do know that!

Georges.

I watched you when you wanted to take care of that little girl.

Unless you were doing it to please me.

You're very sure of yourself, little lady.

No, Georges, I'm not sure of myself.

I don't know what's happening to me.

I feel lost.

Maybe a lot more than you do.

I don't want to go back to Europe.

These are the return tickets.

Is there such a place as Europe ?

Not for me.

Not for me either.

Thank you.

Not very nice, those buddies of yours. They might have killed me.

- The little girl is at the infirmary? - She is.

Bravo, Georges.

You can't do that twice.

They'd need an infirmary over there.

I'm too tired. I'll send the nurse.

The nurse? He's ill.

Already.

If I asked you to do it,

would you be able to stay sober for 24 hours?

Do not accept, Georges.

I already did.

Why would I refuse?

If I wasn't here, you wouldn't have done it.

You don't know what you want.

- I don't want you to die. - I don't want to either.

I'll get vaccinated right now.

Georges ?

What about me?

What will become of me?

You will leave, Nelly.

You will board that ship.

It's the only thing to do.

Anna has probably not left yet. Leave with her.

I think you're right.

Well, Anna?

You're clearing the house?

This is mine.

What I put aside in seven years of honest living.

I hope you're not going for good.

There's an epidemic.

And as they burn everything in the houses where someone died.

Thank you, Anna. Why don't you bury me straight away?

I won't be the one doing it, my darling.

That nasty widow will. She also buries the other women's husbands.

I can get rid of her for you.

I have a free seat in my car. I'd be glad to give it to you.

If you want to leave the country.

I do not know what I want, madam. Not yet.

What she wants is quite obvious.

My poor Rodrigo, you won't escape her.

I understand now why you send me to Vera Cruz

- I'm sending you? - No, but you didn't try to stop me.

You don't intend to bring your Judas, do you?

There's 5 pesos worth of firecracker in it.

Add a match and it'll be all right.

Goodbye to the late Rodrigo!

If you stay alive, I'll make you pay for it.

Come on! Let's go!

Alone at last. I'll show you the place : bar, storehouse, shop.

Your business is big?

You sell shoes?

We sell everything here. Even shoes.

Not fine enough for your feet though.

- I want men's shoes. - Men's?

Yes.

But... what size?

I don't know.

These are too small.

What about those?

I think they're all right.

- It surprises you, doesn't it? - A little, yes.

My poor Rodrigo!

If you knew everything, you'd be much more surprised.

Thank you.

Well?

Sorry.

But I think I know.

Know what?

- Those shoes are for Georges, aren't they? - Yes.

Why do you say I'd be surprised. There's nothing so surprising!

The poor devil! It shows you're kind.

And that you're a sensible woman.

If you'd given him money, he would have drunk it.

What business of yours is it?

Give me two bottles of tequila. I'll give them to him with the shoes.

All right. As you like.

He will drink them and I won't make him dance for them.

So what? It was not that bad.

It was horrid, Rodrigo.

You are horrid.

I'd forgotten you're French too.

It's only natural that you were shocked.

I don't care whether he's French or not.

So what?

So I love him. Surprised?

No.

Well, really nice. You waste no time, do you?

I'm surprised too. But that's the way it is.

There's nothing I can do.

And you even less.

What? That bum who killed his wife

and who begs on his knees for a glass of liquor.

Yes, that one.

Tell me more about him.

Wait a minute. I have better things to do.

He won't be the first then.

You must respect yourself if you want to be respected.

I'm not a woman who can be raped, Rodrigo.

You'll have to kill me first.

But you're taking a risk. I might kill you with that bottle first

Call him now. Call him so that he comes and rescues you.

No, I don't want him to come,

I don't want you to hurt him.

Don't worry. He will not come.

He is not of that kind.

I don't care.

I don't care either.

I'll tell everyone

everyone that I had you.

If it pleases you.

They'll all believe me when they'll see you with Georges.

Well... Good for you...

I will be with Georges. I want nothing else.

It's a pity.

I don't think so.

Hold it for me. Will you?

Thank you.

- Have you seen Georges's hut? - Not yet.

I wish you pleasure there. It's worse than a pigsty.

- Pigs would probably die there. - I know, he is not very tidy.

And that's why you want to look beautiful.

I'm not beautiful enough yet.

Thank you.

You know... I'm not quite sure he'll want me.

Georges is at work. He's taking care of the infirmary in his neighborhood.

You can't leave Alvarrado. It's too late now.

The roads are barred by the army.

I don't want to leave Alvarrado.

I'll give you a guide. Georges has changed so much

you might not recognize him.

Chamaco, you'll play later.

- Take the lady to the boathouse. - Yes, doctor.

Goodbye. Thank you.

So you're letting me down?

Georges?

Georges?

Georges...

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