All language subtitles for El ruise├▒or de las cumbres.eng

Hey, Joselito!

What do you want?

Bring me that, don't forget! Bye!

OK!

At four, jump like San Andr�s!

At four, meow!

At four, meow!

At five, skip and jump! At five, skip and jump!

At five, skip and jump!

Wait a minute.

~ What are you doing here?
~ Can't I watch?

No, you can't watch, beat it.

~ I don't want to.
~ I told you to beat it.

Drunk, drunk, drunk!

Don't beat me!

Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk!

Cowards, don't run off!

Cowards!

Mom! Mom!

Here I am, son, I'm coming down.

~ I'm right here
~ Hello, son.

~ Jes�s, look how filthy you are!
~ Like every Saturday.

But didn't you used to wash yourself?

Well, I do sometimes --- this week, at least twice.

Go on, beat it.

Don't wash me right now, right?

Oh no? That comes first. I already have hot water ready for polishing those ears.

But ears don't show at all, they ride on the sides.

Oh, how much you need me by your side!

~ Look.
~ What's that?

Canelo. I did it with the knife.

Such an imagination! Nobody'd say it was Canelo.

It looks more like a wolf, right? I almost broke it. I clobbered a kid...

Why, what did they do to you?

They called me a drunk, and there were ten of them to one of me.

Why would they call me a drunk and ridicule me? I just don't get it.

Kids' stuff. There's lots of worthless brats in this town, ignore them.

They're cowards. I ran them off with stones.

~ Don't do that again.
~ Then they better not insult me.

Go on, go on.

Here, my monthly salary.

Tomorrow's a holiday, the boss told me, in case your parents need it.

Of course we need it, else you wouldn't be working as a shepherd boy for other folks. Go on.

Oh, how hot it is!

Dirty, more than dirty! Oh, how dirty!

Don't scrub so much.

What a pig you are! With the towel it'll scrape you even better. Go on!

That's skin, that's skin.

All right.

You're more scared of water than a cat.

~ It's the cuckoo.
~ Yes.

Bah! Bah, I got here late! If instead of being 8 o'clock it were 12 o'clock I wouldn't be late, but at 12 you always have me in bed...

You have to get up early, son.

Hey, tell me that thing about Grandfather.

But I've told you a hundred times!

Tell it once again, stories about grandfather are always very funny to me.

As soon as you get to bed, come on, go upstairs.

Wait, that hurts...!

~ You know that they've fixed the gramophone?
~ Yeah?

Yeah, the blacksmith welded the spring, it's upstairs.

~ What, is it already in working order?
~ How well he fixed it!

Don't go breaking it again.

Such junk! If Uncle Eus�bio gave it to us, I can see why.

What? It's quite nice!

I wish I could take it with me up to the corral.

The poor sheep, you wouldn't pay any attention to them!

Maybe with some music they'll pay more attention to me.

But those records are crap!

Sure, with the wear you give them...!

Manuela. Manuela!

Look!

Where is that boy?

He's upstairs. You could have come home later, after nightfall.

I want to see him.

No, leave off, Sebasti�n, and keep it down, he'll hear you!

I want to see him!

Why should he see you like that? He doesn't know you have a bad reputation around town.

He doesn't know but he could find out, they already insult him because of you. Go off!

~ Come on.
~ What do you want?

It's the end of the month. Where did you hide the money?

~ He didn't get paid yet.
~ Liar!

Wait!

Where did you stash the money?

~ He didn't bring it yet.
~ Where did you hide it?

~ Let go of my clothes or I won't give it to you!
~ Hand it over!
~ Leave off, let me go!

~ Mother, come on up! I've got it working! Mother!
~ I'm coming, son.

Go away.

Wow!

� ...And who do I sing for, like this?

� Beautiful scented rose, rose of passion,...

� beautiful rose desired by my heart.

� In a Spanish village, you beautiful sunlit thing, I saw you,...

� but having to leave you I felt sad.

� I have a great sorrow because I lost you.

� Rose of fire who I'll never forget,...

� beautiful scented rose, how lovely it was.

� One day I learned with great sorrow...

� that my beautiful flower had died of love.

� Filled with pain, I saw the rose...

� and with great regret and sadness, I said:...

� "Beautiful faded rose, rose of passion,...

� "poor, poor flower of my heart."

� In a Spanish village, you beautiful sunlit thing, I saw you,...

� and seeing your eyes devoid of light, I felt blind myself...

� and to your lips, formerly red, I tied a flower.

� Rose of fire who I'll never forget,...

� beautiful scented rose, how lovely you were. �

~ What do you think?
~ You sing very well.

No, I was talking about the record-player. It taught me.

It works pretty well but the records are grooved out.

You know who has lots? The priest. You have to ask him.

He's angry with us because you won't sing at the church.

Fine, now you'll have dinner.

I put extra bread underneath, and you have cod, sausage, and bacon.

~ And chocolate, don't I have any?
~ I put some of that, too, raw chocolate, very tasty!

~ Why don't I eat it now?
~ Not now, here's the cod.

Maybe you think chocolate and cod'll clash inside my guts...

~ I won't be able to see my father again today?
~ Not hardly.

~ He's always working.
~ Always. Come on, eat up. Go on, eat!

� With glare, with glare,...

� the mountains glisten.

� I wish I was a goldfinch, oh, of a thousand colors!

� Of a thousand colors, oh!

� Oh, oh, of a thousand colors!

� Why did the night go and the next day come?

� Why must the moon fade when the sun rises?

� If I was a bright star, I'd tell them to bring us luck, both of them altogether.

� How good it would be with the sun and moon together!

� There wouldn't be nights, and I wouldn't be scared.

� And my sheep, guarded by Canelo...

� they'd see there's no darkness anymore, and no wolves howling into the night sky.

� With its glare the sun announces a new day.

� I wish I was a goldfinch!

� With glare, with glare,...

� the mountains glisten.

� I wish I was a goldfinch,...

� of a thousand colors, a thousand colors! �

Hey!

Oh, Uncle Pedro, hi!

~ I dropped off the flock!
~ Thanks, I see!

Canelo! Come on, Canelo!

Canelo, come here!

Here, I brought you some chocolate. Such a good friend you have!

Take some more, all they gave me except the bit I've eaten. I also brought some sausage.

Let's go see Crisp�n.

Crisp�n!

Let's go, Canelo.

Crisp�n! Where are you? Quit hiding!

What, do you think I'm messing around? Answer me.

Come here, my birds!

Are you scared? I'm going to eat you as if you were bite-sized snacks!

I'm uncle grebe, for better references, the one from sausage town.

I eat the sheep as well as I claw down their shepherd.

And I'm going to eat you as if you were fried whiting!

Come here, my birds, come here!

What a rotten intent you have!

No more Don Filip�n.

~ What do you think?
~ What's that for?

I made it for you, so the falcons don't come eat your lamb.

~ What lamb?
~ The one I keep here for you. It was born and I brought it by last night. You'll see how nice it is.

You said she was born last night?

Here, look how a noble is born!

~ Wow! Is it really mine?
~ Of course!

~ Oh my, how beautiful it is!
~ It was late, those born in July are scrawny.

That's the last of the lambing. I'll name it "Primrose". You like that?

~ Yes, and you can baptize it in the chapel.
~ You're dreaming if you think I'll go in there!

~ Why?
~ Because it's very scary.

Numbnuts, there's nothing in there!

So why did the pigeons leave? I saw them, I thought they were going to pray.

~ There, praying!
~ You know how to pray?
~ Sure.

~ Teach me, Crisp�n.
~ Fine, I know one or two ways, but there are lots more.
~ Show me one.

~ For baptizing a lamb?
~ Let's see if you think I am stupid! Come on, come on, man.

~ Holy Mary mother of God...
~ I already know that one myself. Hey, what's the litany?

The litany...that's something pretty easy, no more than saying "Pray for us". So, have you got that?

~ Yeah.
~ Well, give it to me.

~ Here.
~ You want one?
~ No.

~ Go on, doofus, so you'll look like a man!
~ I don't like it.

Fine, your loss.

Hey! Why not sing something to her, since you're always singing?

Good!

Of course I'll sing for you, I warn you.

� The morning brought it, if I'm not mistaken,...

� and this is a jewel of my flock,...

� before getting big, so little...

� I want to give you the name of Primrose, of Primrose.

� This new lamb was born for me, for me,...

� she said " mother, mother", with her bleating, bleating,...

� with her bleating, "mother", oh,...

� this new lamb was born for me, for me,...

� Primrose, pretty as a star,...

� let nobody, nobody learn how much I love you,...

� how much I love you, my dear dear lamb.

� Let nobody, nobody learn that I love you, that I love you. �

Very good, how well you do that! You could make a living singing.

~ Hey, what does this taste like?
~ Tobacco --- such a brat!

~ Well, is it like chocolate?
~ Better.
~ Let me try.

~ Yucko, you, how could you do this to a friend?!
~ Doesn't it taste like tobacco?

It tastes like conifer. When I'm older, I won't smoke.

For me, always more often, it's so the girls will look at me.

I'm going. Bye, Joselito, we're fleecing today.

And thanks for the lamb.

It's nothing, man. Take care so she doesn't get constipated.

We can't baptize you, because that's reserved for children,...

but let's pray to the Virgin to protect you from falcons,...

even if it takes getting frightened in that chapel.

~ I'll be right back, Uncle Pedro!
~ Good!

Let's go, Primrose, don't be scared.

So it wasn't a lie, there're no altars or anything.

Then who will we pray to?

Suppose I made a saint?

That would be great, right, Primrose? Let's go!

~ Joselito, look, I found a nest!
~ What's that?

A hawk, this one won't cause more problems. What a beast! You want it?

So he could bite me?

It won't bite! I use to grab a lot of them, then at the town hall they give me ten pesetas, for tobacco.

Well, take it, before its parents come back and gobble up the lamb.

~ I know that. I already told you.
~ Take it, take it.
~ Don't worry. What are you up to?

~ A saint.
~ A saint? What for?
~ For the chapel.

~ What's that, the nose? It's a huge beak.
~ Yeah, I'll trim it. You'll see.

~ You see how nice it came out?
~ Now it resembles the sacristan! That's it, what a saint!

If you laugh I'll give you a saintly hit.

It will take ages for that thing to resemble something.

Good, I'm going, I've got my sheep in the crib, God forbid that they bounce in Uncle Ventura's wheat field. Bye!

Beast!

~ Look, you have to coat it with paint.
~ I'm not sure.

Uncle F�lix can paint it. He once painted a cupboard for my mother.

But this isn't a cupboard.

If he paints one thing, he can paint another.

~ What do you think? You like it?
~ How beautiful. Let me see.

I've fixed it. His hands were like spoonbills and the two eyes were at different heights.

Now he looks like a saint. This, what is it?

A palm leaf. All the saints hold palm leaves.

Well, some of them hold a dog, like St. Roque, or a pig, like St. Ant�n, but the others hold a palm.

Why?

Oh, who knows!? Hey, what is unclear is whether it's a male or female saint. What do you say?

I'll ask the priest.

If I paint it a beard...Give it to me so I can paint it!

No, no beard, I'll take it like this! Goodbye, Mr. F�lix, thank you very much.

Goodbye! What about paying, huh?

~ Do you like sheep's milk?
~ Of course.

So every Saturday I'll bring down a pitcher.

I like it. He's better off without the beard, right, Canelo?

But it needs something to make it higher.

We'll take care of that.

...as we forgive those who trespass against us.

Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Hail Mary full of grace, the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou amongst women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the time...

Aunt Rosa!

Oh, my boy, you scared me.

~ What are you doing here?
~ Praying to Saint B�rbara.

~ Why Santa B�rbara?
~ Because it's her chapel.

~ Oh.
~ But she doesn't have a castle.

~ No?
~ No. Santa B�rbara always has a castle.
~ I'll make one.

Yeah? But make it real big or I won't be able to see it with my bad eyes.

If Mr. F�lix was to paint a beard, I wonder how we'd managed to make it a she-saint.

~ Hey, you're always here around, right?
~ Yes, yes, Mrs. Rosa.

See if you can help me clean this up. Oh, what a difference from when I was a chapel guardian! What are you doing?

I'm making a base so it'll go up higher. I'll put it there.

Yeah, yeah, go on, let's go, let's go!!

What are you doing?

What the hell are you doing?!

Can't you see? I'm going to sleep.

~ There?
~ Of course, this is cool.
~ In the church?

This isn't a church. I've spent many a night in these ruins.

~ Now there's a saint.
~ That?

~ I made it.
~ It's easy to guess that.

~ But won't you leave?
~ You can see I won't.

Well, leave the candles. Do you think I didn't see that?

~ Are they yours?
~ Hers.

~ Whose?
~ My saint's.

~ Bah!
~ I told you to leave.

Well, boy, are you going to let me sleep or not?

No, sir. I'll chuck a rock at you so you know what's good for you.

I won't let you sleep. I'll be singing all afternoon, so you won't sleep a wink.

~ But would you go off?
~ Naps are taken under trees! Oh!

You will see what's good for you.

� Chundara tachundara chunda, chundara, tachundara ch�n.

� Get out of here, I'm going to give it to you, and you understood that I'll hit you.

� Chundara tachundara chunda, chundara, tachundara ch�n.

� Old chubby! You might be very stubborn, but nobody beats me in being annoying and persistent.

� Lair�n! If you want to catch me...Lair�n! You'll have to run.

� Don't think you'll sleep soundly, I won't allow you,...

� because I didn't put the saint for you to come snore at her.

� You're inside a chapel and in a state of great sin,...

� the demons are going to send you to the Devil's boilers.

� From head to hell you go!

� Chundara tachundara chunda, chundara, tachundara ch�n.

� Get out of here, I'm going to give it to you, and you understood that I'll hit you.

� Chundara tachundara chunda, chundara, tachundara ch�n.

� Old chubby! You might be very stubborn, but nobody beats me in being annoying and persistent.

� Lair�n! If you want to catch me...Lair�n! You'll have to run.

~ Don't be afraid. Listen!
~ No!
~ I won't hurt you!

~ No!
~ Boy!

~ No, don't hit me! It was a joke.
~ It's nothing to do with hitting you.

~ Do you know what you have in your throat?
~ No, sir.

~ A fortune, a fortune!
~ The doctor said it's tonsils.

Come on, come. Sit down. Come, sit down.

Oh!

~ You're a shepherd boy?
~ Yeah.

Don't you want to be rich? Why not? Rich! You know what that is?

Yes, sir, I know one in my town: he's "Uncle Serious".

~ Wouldn't you swap places with him?
~ No, sir, he has rheumatism!

But he surely has a great car to drive in...

A boring guy.

Bah! Look, if you want you can come with me, and in a short time...

~ What are you?
~ I'm blind.

Well, properly blind, no.

I'm an artist. I travel towns begging for charity and I have my clientele.

I give them emotions, give them the opportunity to do good, to do some charity, and I amuse them with my guitar.

You and I would make an ideal couple: charity and art. Mystic Arts!

Come on, come along with me. I always go to fairs. You know what a fair is?

My town's festival.

Bah, that's nothing! If you come with me you'll learn!

No, no, sir, I can't.

Bah! Then, don't you want to be rich?

No, sir, then I'll get rheumatism and...

You're being downright silly. It's your loss.

Look, tomorrow I'm going to Moral del R�o, and on the 26th to the fair at Monajibe,...

That's so big, the biggest in the world!

You'd laugh at the carnival of Venice, the exhibition in Barcelona, and the League of Nations. Don't yawn!

Like the fair at Monajibe, there's nothing like it!

There are charlatans there, target shooting shops, and one year there was a fat lady!

You, sure, you don't understand all that, but...

~ Joselito!
~ Your name's Joselito?

~ Yeah, you?
~ I'm Pepino. They're looking for you.

He's the shepherd boy who gathers his flock in the reeds.

Fine, too bad that you don't want to be a millionaire, boy.

You don't know what I'm...I mean...what you're missing out on. So long.

Bye.

~ Hi.
~ Hi.

~ Who's that?
~ A weirdo.

~ Where's he going?
~ To sleep in the chapel.

Jos�, you've got to do me a favor. I've got six sick sheep.

And you want my saint to cure them?

If she doesn't cure them, I want you to go to town and bring me a box of medicine.

But...today's not Saturday.

Between now and Saturday they'll all have died off. Bounce on down there and straight back.

~ Why don't you go?
~ Because I have to take care of them.

You can be back before nightfall, I'll take care of the livestock.

Well, I'll go, but look: I brought them here to pass the hours of heat.

What do you think? It's a very good site, and now it's going to be my pen.

What are they going to eat, stones? They need the grass you have down there! Go on, move.

But take care of my saint, since that guy's around...

~ Sure, I'll take care of her, man. You know which medicine?
~ Yeah.

Give me the key!

I have no longer anything to give you, you've been selling it and we're trapped!

Give me the key to the chest, I told you!

Kill me, if you want, but I'm not giving you the key.

I keep the only things left of my parents inside it.

You've left me with nothing. In addition to being a drunk, you're a thief who sells things without even telling me.

~ I'll splinter the dresser!
~ No, no!

Leave me alone, I'll hurt you, through hell or high water!

If you come in here I'll tell all the neighbors and the whole village!

~ They'll learn once and for all how you treat me!
~ Let me by.

If you'd rather, I'll sell the clock.

~ No, not that, it's the only thing our son loves, don't take it.
~ I need money, I have a debt!

~ No, no!
~ It's either your jewelry or that, hand it over, give it to me.

Joselito!

Son!

Joselito, son!

Come here, Joselito!

Joselito, come here!

Come here, Joselito!

Hey!

~ What's going on?
~ I'm going with you.

~ What?
~ I'm going with you, but it has to be right now.

~ You changed your mind?
~ Hurry up.

~ Hey, you don't have parents?
~ No, sir.

You don't have any? Well you've got me, then, what the hell!

I don't know how to be a father, but I'll give it a shot.

You'll see that we'll be OK.

~ Hurry up, man.
~ Wait, wait.

Where the hell is that? Here it is.

~ Why kiss it?
~ For good shade.

~ Shade?
~ Good luck.

Oh, now it's clear.

It brings luck, this morning I found it, and you showed up.

~ Good, good, I'll wait for you outside, hurry up, all right?
~ OK.

~ Listen, here comes the other shepherd boy. Don't say I'm here, right? If he sees me he won't let me come with you.
~ Don't worry.

Joselito!

Joselito!

Have you seen the boy?

~ What boy?
~ The one who was here with you a while ago.

Ah! He's somewhere around.

Tell him I'm taking the medicine and leaving the lamb.

Let's hurry in case he comes back.

What are you doing?

I asked her...offered her two candles if you came with me.

You'll see how soon we decent people pay back our debts!

I'm leaving, there you have those there, so you take care of them.

I'll come back, and if the thing about the horseshoe is true, I'll bring money to my mother, so my father won't be angry and hit her.

And for you, to rig up a good altar for you.

Let's go, Primrose.

Hey, man.

~ Canelo! Canelo!
~ Who's Canelo?

~ My dog.
~ Bah! The hell with dogs.

I want him to come along.

Why? To always live off of others?

The sheep can come, because it's for eating, but the dog...Oh, brave nuisance! One more mouth.

OK, he stays.

That is, let him stay to look after the livestock, which is his obligation.

But the lamb can come with us, the poor thing eats nothing but grass.

But we're not going to kill it, right?

~ Never?
~ Never.

So why do you want it along? Or does it know some tricks?

Yes, Primrose is always behind me.

Oh, that's not enough! If it were a goat, it could help us with puppets, but as it is...

Well, I think you'll convince yourself that roasted with lots of potatoes it should be tasty.

Come on, let's go, let's go, we have a lot of walking to do before the night overcomes us.

~ No, not that way, they could see us.
~ This way.

You see, Mr. Mayor, Pedro and I have looked all over this side, but found nothing.

I think we ought to spread ourselves out in the shape of a wing.

You go that way to the corral on the hill...

and these ones ought to go through the ravine, and up the big ridge.

We have to hurry, besides, I don't think he'll have gone all that far.

You, Juan, walk down the hill, he might have fallen down there.

Joselito!

You shouldn't have come.

Oh, Father! Where is my son?

We have to alert the police in all the villages in the region. There's no time to lose.

Maybe that guy who Crisp�n said...

Sure, he had such a weird look wearing that beard...!

Where could he be?

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee, blessed art thou...

It isn't consecrated.

For me it's as if it were. My son made it, Don Fabi�n.

I know, woman. We'll open the shrine again and bless it when Joselito shows up.

~ Really?
~ I promise it.

Come on, let's go.

How well you play, Pepino!

Bah! For me, there's no secret to switching from a hymn to flamenco. You know flamenco?

Yeah, I like it a lot.

It has lots of fans. To sing it, just moan like this:...

� How sad, oh, oh, oh dear me, oh! �

And put your hand like this, as if cutting cheese. Now you'll see, listen.

� Two doves were kissing, two turtledoves in an almond tree, and kissing...

� they were kissing. I was watching them...

� watching them and they made me smile. �

Yes, I know I don't do it too well, but I warn you that I've traveled half Andalusia...

there's where we could earn the big bucks.

~ On my record player there's a song like these.
~ Oh, you've got a record player?

~ Yes, it's good, with a horn and everything.
~ Sure.

~ I'll sing it for you.
~ Go ahead.

~ � Two doves were kissing,... �
~ Yes, like that, the cheese, the cheese!

~ � two turtle doves in an almond tree, and a kiss... �
~ The cheese, the cheese, like that, the cheese!

� they were kissing. I was watching them... �

� Two doves were kissing,...

� two turtledoves in an almond tree, and a kiss...

� and they were kissing. I was watching them...

� I was watching them and they made me smile...

� because I was thinking about when,...

� about when you loved me. �
~ The cheese, Joselito, the cheese! Don't forget the cheese!

� Until I get to Seville, I surely have to get there, oh!

� Until I get to Seville.

� And when I get to that place, oh, one of the wonders of the world...

� send greeting from Huelva.

� A place for watching the moon! Tall pine forest, total fire!

� A rose in the wild, a place for watching the moon!

� How can you find yourself without me,...

� if I can't find myself without you...

� ever since I met you?

� Get close to me, oh, my pigeon,...

� since I can't live without you.

� I can't live without you anymore,...

� oh, my pigeon, you're going to kill me!

� Get out of the sun or you'll burn, get yourself out of the sun, else your face will get a tan. �

~ Alms, for charity.
~ Alms!

~ Thank you.
~ Thank you.

Alms, come on, you have to help the poor blind man regain his sight.

~ Alms, please, more!
~ Thank you, may God reward you.

Let's go, more spirit! Come on, give more!

Boy!

You sing very well. I heard you and I liked it a lot. Here's 50 pesetas for you.

But just for you, right? Your dad doesn't get any of this.

It's so you can buy a toy. Do you have any toys?

No, ma'am.

Well, if you come around to the house this evening, I'll give you one.

And a suit, which would look fine on you.

I'll give you a big ball and a bicycle.

Do you know how to ride a bike?

No, but I'll learn. Do you happen to have a son?

Sure! And with a mustache.

Fine, until this evening, right? Give me a kiss.

Where do you live, ma'am?

Around the corner, in a large mansion.

Everyone knows me, ask for Do�a Rem�dios. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Look closely, Joselito, because I, with this handicap...

She said we're invited to dinner, didn't she?

No, she said we should go to her place.

Well, it's the same. This is going well!

If we keep this up we'll become millionaires.

But you have to save your talent, son, so forget about it.

To sing when the bags are empty, that's not the way to do it.

That's it.

~ Hey, is anyone coming?
~ No.

~ Are those old women play cards watching?
~ No.

Well, check it out!

Wow, so much money!

Not counting the 50 pesetas. Where are the fifty pesetas?

~ Here.
~ Hand it over.

~ No, no, it's mine, I'm not giving it to you!
~ Come here, hand them over.

The lady said it was just for me.

But you and I are a partnership, aren't we? Give.

The lady said none of it was to go to my father.

Agreed, we'll respect her wishes, but I'm not your father.

Even if she didn't want that, that 50 pesetas is going to my father.

Thanks, son.

~ This is so he won't sell the cuckoo.
~ Who is the cuckoo?

A clock that my father wanted to sell to get money.

~ And when was this?
~ The other day.

~ So you really do have parents?
~ Yes.

~ Why did you say you didn't?
~ To go with you.

But do you know what that means?

What do I do now? They'll think I've kidnapped you.

A fine mess you've just put me in!

~ Does your dad know you came along with me?
~ No.

Mother of my soul! He who shares a bed with kids...

~ If you want, I'll go away.
~ Yes, go! Beat it, go away! Scram!

You'll be my ruination! Get lost!

Joselito! Joselito! Wait!

Don't go yet. If you go now we'll never see each other again.

Maybe nothing will happen, OK?

We'll write to your dad.

Fine, we'll write later on.

Are you comfortable with Pepino? Well, Pepino's also happy with you.

Pepino never had anything, but now that he has you, he thinks he has it all.

So when you were walking away, it looked like...someone kidnapping you.

And now I'm the thief!

They're going to call me a child stealer!

But you'll see, you'll see how well things go.

Come on, let's go.

Hey, Pepino, is it possible to trade in your father?

Eh? What did you say, boy?

All right...or to have two of them?

I'd like it if you were my dad, too.

Bah! You have enough trouble just coping with one.

~ No, mine doesn't love me.
~ He hits you?

Worse, he pounds my mother and gets drunk.

I don't pound anybody, despite my elephantine physique.

You, what you need is love, and I think I need it, too.

I never had that but it should be a great thing.

A great thing, it should be.

Yeah! I'll be like a spare father, and when I call you son, it'll be like I believe it.

You see? I already believe it myself!

Here, the money they said was for you, not for your father.

You look like a beast but you're good. I don't want it.

Business is business and dignity is dignity. This money is yours.

OK.

If you want you can buy me a cigar. It's a long time since I had a good cigar!

You wouldn't rather have some chocolate?

Maybe later, first the cigar.

With a cigar stuck in your mouth, how can you go begging?

You're right, there's always problems.

Oh, you can smoke it when you're out of sight.

If they can't see me, why would I want a cigar?

That's true.

Look, another one, another one!

Joselito, where are you going?

One more horseshoe.

Leave it, we have ours already.

Take it, it'll give us more luck.

~ Thanks, son.
~ You're not going to kiss it?

Here.

Come on, let's go.

~ You've got it, let's go!
~ You see how quickly I learned?

I see, yeah, if it weren't for me...!

This bike is very good, it even has three wheels.

Have you ever seen bikes with three wheels?

~ Yeah. You like it?
~ Of course I like it.

How nice of the lady, she gave us such a lot of things! How lucky we are!

Soon you'll see Monajibe, Monajibe is a town of great lords.

Such a fair! With running of bulls and eve fest!

We'll allow ourselves the luxury of sleeping in a boarding house.

No more bridges, that's enough of them.

But come here, man, come here! You're going to fall!

Why don't I wear the suit that woman gave me?

~ And with me like this? We'll clash.
~ I'm wearing it, I said.

Hell no. With you like a gentleman and me all scruffy, people would stare at us and you'd be embarrassed over me.

Well, give me the whistle.

OK, that's better. Here.

Huh! What's this?

That? It's a posh collar, for seamen.

Bah! That's a rich kid's suit.

But bring it here, don't rush, this is to wear this way!

When we get some money, you'll buy one yourself, so I can wear this beautiful suit.

No way, these rags are my uniform, they're my prop.

People don't look into our hearts and just take pity on our fa�ades.

How short-sighted people are!

So if you're always going to be dressed that way, you won't let me dress up, either?

Fine, put it on and leave me in peace. What a burden!

~ What's going on?
~ It's the Running of the Bulls.

~ I want to see it, let's go down.
~ Wait, you can see it from here.

~ No, no, I can't see it well from here.
~ Come here!

Take this, because I'm going to see him closer.

Joselito, where are you going? Come here, Primrose. Come here, Joselito!

Aha, there you are, scamp!

You, go on, get out of here, sometimes they escape.

~ He got into a hallway.
~ Let's go!

~ Come, come on, I told you, let's mind our own business, my head is about to burst.
~ Wait.

Let's get out of there, come on, come on!

Come, girls, come on, boys, here you can ride Mr. Ant�n's horses!

For fat or thin, for tall or short.

What's happening at the fair this year, gentlemen?

Monajibe has always been the town where we all left happy,...

but I see that this year we'll get nothing for the horses, nor for the carousel.

Look, look at the horses, Pepino, how they run!

I've never been on one. Give me the money to ride them.

No, not now, later on.

Look, you'll be singing here, in that bar.

But there's nobody there!

They'll hear you, it's better than in all the rowdiness.

Check it out. Besides, when they hear that voice of yours, they'll pack into the place.

You sing, but don't forget to pass the hat.

Go on, stand up there.

Come, hurry up, step up, go on!

Let's come to Mr. Ant�n's horses, they're a great attraction at the fair!

Mount the horse, such running, such flying!

It'll go without whip or spur!

Columbus rode a boat, but the great Napoleon traveled on a horse!

Come here, whoever has money can ride a car,...

but on a horse, only a knight!

Step right up! Step right up!

No way. Damned bull! Such gross people!

He caught one!

Bah! It's us who he hits, and less bad if it does not escape like last year,...

and he just missed me by a whisker!

You? Good!

Because I happened to leap up on Do�a Engracia's balcony, otherwise...!

Go on for them, Joselito!

Oh...oh...oh...hey....hey....hey...!

That's it, you got it, great, great!

� Hovering over a destroyed nest was a yellow-breasted sparrow,...

� with his wings almost bleeding he was looking for his mate.

� When he gets tired he stops singing and he even looks like crying. �

~ Hey, Lola, listen to how this kid sings.
~ � Then goes away, singing, only God knows he's crying.

� Oh, sparrow! Bird with the yellow breast!

� Just by seeing you, I'm crying because God knows --- He has to be watching ---...

� that I'm bleeding just like you. �

What a competition has come! It's just what we needed!

Oh...oh....oh...hey....hey....hey...!

� Hovering over a destroyed nest was a yellow-breasted sparrow,...

� with his wings almost bleeding he was looking for his mate.

� Oh, sparrow! Bird with the yellow breast!

� Just by seeing you I'm crying because God knows --- He has to be watching ---...

� that I'm bleeding just like you. �

Very good!

Come with me.

~ Didn't you hear?
~ Are you a policeman?

~ Come on, let's go.
~ I assure you I've done nothing wrong.

Move, move!

~ Joselito, come here!
~ What is it?

This gentleman wants to put us in jail.

Jail, why? Pepino hasn't done anything wrong.

Shut up about jails! I want to take you to my house. You'll sing there, if you don't mind.

~ Yes, sir.
~ If that's the case, wherever you want. You've turned my heart upside down!

~ Thanks.
~ Go on.

The rich guy of the town is taking him and everyone else follows him. We're wrecked!

~ What do you think of the prison?
~ What a slammer!

~ You owe me what you promised, you have to sing.
~ Yes, sir.

~ Do you know any other songs?
~ Yes, yes.

Let's see whether some musician of the string ensemble manages to play with you.

That means that I...

~ No, man, go ahead, but beware of the dog.
~ Ah! There's a dog, too?

Go on in.

� Hovering over a destroyed nest was a yellow-breasted sparrow,...

� with his wings almost bleeding he was looking for his mate.

� Oh, sparrow! Bird with the yellow breast!

� Just by seeing you I'm crying because God knows --- He has to be watching ---...

� that I'm bleeding just like you. �

Bravo, bravo, very good!

~ Very good, come here!
~ You liked it?

A lot. Out of curiosity, where did you learn to sing like that?

~ Well, you see, that's how things are. Shall I sing another?
~ That's enough for today.

~ What's your name?
~ Joselito.

~ Would you like something?
~ No, thanks anyway.

~ Here.
~ No, no, I don't sing for money.

I'm not paying you, it's just applause, that's all.

~ Good, but another song, OK?
~ As you wish.

"Loneliness", Joselito, sing "Loneliness".

~ Where are you going?
~ One minute, I'll be right back.

Let him go, now this musician will play along with you, he plays very well.

Here it is.

~ Wait.
~ It's whiskey? Let's have the whiskey!

~ Here. I'll give one with ice.
~ Hand it over.

~ Wow!
~ Oh! What is it?

~ This drink is taken slowly.
~ Since I don't really like it much...I'll have another glass!

Drink, drink.

� Ay, ay! �

What a son you have!

My son's the best in the world!

� Jesus, what a heartache, Jesus, what a heartache! �

For you, Joselito. For you, Pepino.

� Jesus, what a heartache, Jesus, what a heartache! �

This is the life!

Sugar, oh my! How good it is!

� ...and he who abandons you, my father can judge me. �

Friend Johnny, friend Johnny, don't get empty!

� What a heartache, that of a good mother!

� What a heartache, that of a good mother, how she suffered for me, and how I remember her!

� How much she suffered for me, and how much I remember her! �

Viva Monajibe!

And viva my son!

What do you think of my Joselito?

I've taught him, me, I'm a respectable guy.

I said this kid's a goldmine, and no mistake!

Here, we don't deserve it.

~ But son, it's not your fault.
~ No, no, I don't want it.

Why are you serious, sir? Laugh, laugh! And take off your glasses!

Pepino!

Let's go, Pepino.

~ Hey, my boy!
~ Let's go.

~ Leave, when it's so comfortable here?
~ You're being ridiculous.

~ Why the long face? I'll never leave here!
~ Let's go.

So you were a policeman all along! A policeman! Shake'em, friend!

And you know where we're staying. Pepino "the blind", at your service.

Let's go.

Wow! When I mounted the carousel?

Joselito, what's with you?

You look like my dad just now.

That's why I left home.

I saw him that night, just like I see you now.

Please forgive me, I won't drink any more.

You'll never see me like that again.

I am a rogue, I do not mind saying. A rogue!

Yes, Joselito, I'm a rogue, I drank without a thought about you.

I didn't know this before, I didn't know anything about this,...

I used to beg for a few coins, then eat something, and sleep wherever I happened to be standing at night, and nothing else.

Before, when I had nothing, I didn't know that I was a rascal.

Now that I have you, I know it, and I carry that shame on my ribs.

No, don't kiss me, I don't deserve it!

I'm going to plunge. You won't see me in this shape anymore.

You'll see how soon I'll be over it.

Now you'll see.

~ What a bath!
~ Now you'll see.

Come scrub me.

Maybe my head will drop off and I'll leave it here.

Come on, scrub me harder!

Shove it on in!

You see? Now the wine's gone and it's not noticeable in the water.

Then you thought I'd drunk a lot, right?

Hey, look!

Here, you dropped this.

~ But is that ours, or the new one?
~ It's ours.

True. It's fallen from here! From here I've dropped it!

Because I'm a burro, you know, a burro!

~ Why did you throw it away?
~ Because I don't deserve the luck it brings to me.

Here, forget it, don't worry. Here, for the horses and the lottery.

I'll get that gentleman to pick up the guitar and ask forgiveness, don't think that this is easy.

~ Wait for me at the fair.
~ Fine.

They'll think it's impossible that I got over my drunkenness so soon.

But there are things that clear a head faster than ammonia.

You've taught me a lesson.

"RIDE: 2 PESETAS"

Here, eat something, you haven't eaten since this morning.

I'm not hungry. And this is just unbearable, you see, six o'clock and four cats.

But look at the lottery and the target shooting, they're crowded. Of course, where they can win something...!

How can we help it? Why did we come?

In other years, people fought to get up here.

~ Look.
~ What's with you?

Oh, what an idea! Look who's here!

~ Isn't that the boy who sang this morning?
~ The same. Oh, what an idea!

~ Hi, kiddo. Do you want to come up? There's no charge for you.
~ Pepino gave me some money.

~ Who's Pepino, your dad?
~ No, sir.

Come on up for free. You can have as many rides as you want.

~ As many as I want?
~ As many as you want, but you have to sing.

~ You can sing while the horses go up and down, right?
~ Yes, sir.
~ Come on, go ahead.

Come on, son, come on. On this white one. You'll see how well it goes.

And now sing, see if you can inspire these people.

� How I like to race a horse like this...

� so kids in here can see me!

� Horse, horse, don't stop running,...

I know how to trot and gallop, and I won't fall.

� How comfortable you ride, how exciting,...

� to ride a horse just like Napoleon!

� How comfortable you ride, I'm happy already,...

� because to me there's no greater pleasure than to ride, ride, ride!

� For the rich guy life is a wheel,...

~ � he'll ride on top no matter what troubles he'll face. �
~ Come on kids, come on. Step back, else the wheel may grab you, move, please.

~ Aha, man, you're the one who came with the boy!
~ Yes, sir.

A proposition that can make you rich: why not sell him to me?

~ Eh?
~ I'll buy him.
~ My son?

Well, let's turn a blind eye to this "son" thing. Shall we say 1,000 pesetas?

Not even a million. You know how much a million is? Not even for that, though it may be a lot. Who do you think you are?

Well, we'll ask him when he gets down.

~ Who?
~ The boy.

If you offer him anything, I'll kill you.

~ Look out!
~ Mind your own business, you got that?

Money, how disgusting! Look, I have money, even 1,000 peseta notes,...

it may not be a million but it's still money.

And I'll take away the boy so you learn to not to be ungrateful.

~ Listen!
~ Break it up!

Are you crazy? Get down! Listen, friend!

I told you to let me go, let me go!

Come on, Joselito, let's get out of here.

~ This is a shameless murderer.
~ Do not take him away, you'll regret it!

Hey, buddy, let's talk quietly so this can be big business for us both.

Let's go to the corner bar. Excuse yourself and listen to reason,...

since after all, you're getting the lion's share in this matter.

If you won't sell him, rent him to me, without a hassle, but listen to me, come along, man, come here.

~ Let go, you rascal!
~ Are you a cad who pretends to be blind! Phony!

Look at him, he's not blind at all, he's no more than a hypocrite! Where did you get that child?

~ He's my son.
~ Liar, you have no claim on him, and your best bet is to come to terms.

The boy can decide for himself.

Hey, dear, is it true you wouldn't mind staying with me?

You can ride the horses whenever you want. How high can you get with this guy?

He may even sell you for some profit.

Instead I'll treat you like a son. You'll see.

My wife will take care of you. She's very nice!

Come on, decide, it's your fate.

Let's go.

You know we'll meet at other fairs!

Things won't stay like this, remember that!

Since there's so much alfalfa, it seems she dedicated herself to eating.

Come on, come on, here. Here.

She doesn't want any more.

Joselito,...

you've been very nice by not agreeing to leave with this man,...

nor believing what he said about me. Thanks, son!

Shut up, and cheer up!

Having money doesn't sit well with me, I do lots of foolish things.

~ Here, Don Carlos gave me this for you.
~ Really?

~ Yeah.
~ But it's the amount he gave to me! What did he tell you?

It's all settled. He's a fine gentleman. He forced me to take the money, he gave it to us, but without any more ado,...

it's not like the rascal wanted to buy you for this, for some green paper. Yuck!

Money can't buy or sell men!

Can you see now why I choose this sort of life?

So as to not follow the example of people who work themselves to death to bring home a few coins.

That guy wanted to buy you, but you, my son, you're beyond price.

Who are you looking for?

At least answer, friend.

This guy can't be the police, not dressed like that?

Give me all the money you carry.

Wow, what a funny guy. Didn't I tell you, Joselito, that this was disgusting?

Another rascal like the one with the horses.

Give me the money, I said, it's in your right pocket.

Get out, if you don't want a free clobbering.

Maybe this will convince you.

Give it to him.

Bah! Are you crazy?

Careful, he's the lame guy.

~ You think a knife scares me?
~ No messing around and hand over the money.

Fuck the money? Here's the money, rascal!

Drop it!

Joselito, get away!

What have you done to the boy? Criminal!

Joselito, did he hurt you?

Joselito, Joselito! Are you all right?

Answer me!

My God! What happened to you?

But you don't have a cut! Joselito!

~ What happened?
~ Joselito!

~ What happened?
~ Nothing, it was nothing, a blow.

I'll fetch a doctor at once.

What happened to you?

Please, do you know where I can find a doctor? I have a very sick child here!

~ Today, with the festival, it'll be hard.
~ It's the boy who sings?
~ Yes.

Yes, yes man, Don Manuel is at home, I passed by a while ago. We'll accompany you, come.

Thanks. He's unconscious.

~ Who's his father? Is it you?
~ No, sir.

~ OK, this child doesn't have parents?
~ Yes, sir.

They should be notified. It might be nothing, a simple shock which will pass.

Anyway, we won't know anything until 48 hours have gone by.

Where do his parents live?

I think they're in Villa Honda.

You think? And now that I see you, didn't you used to be blind? I saw you this afternoon.

Why does it matter who I am? Save the boy! Save him, whatever it takes!

That's between me and God. About you, you need to clarify many things.

Come on, kids, beat it. Where are you going? Here.

This is the guy. He was with him.

No, I haven't done anything wrong! I'm an honorable man, the boy came with me!

How is he?

I think it's not serious, though of course it's still too early to say.

Come with us.

~ But...
~ Come along.

I swear that...it's a misunderstanding!

I bet it's there.

~ Where's the boy?
~ Here, ma'am. Here.

~ Here he is.
~ Son! What happened?

Don't worry, the doctor says he'll recover.

Son, son! Talk to me!

Talk, my son, talk to me!

~ Mom.
~ I'm here.

Of course he's much better. This morning he couldn't see anything, nor even talk.

Who are you? Excuse me.

I'm from Monajibe. The boy was in my house yesterday.

The crook who was with him is already in prison, but he didn't seem like a bad man.

We have filed a charge of possible kidnapping.

Are you the boy's father?

No, sir, I'm the mayor of Villa Honda, his father's here.

Mom, Pepino!

Who's Pepino, son?

Pepino.

Tell me, son, who is this man? How is it you were with him?

Pepino's my dad. Pepino!

Joselito, son, your dad's right here.

Pepino is my friend.

Life teaches us, Sebasti�n, it even teaches us to cry.

That man couldn't have done any harm to the boy because he recalls him fondly.

~ Possibly.
~ I'm sure it's all a mistake, some misunderstanding.

I know what that mistake was: my son found in him what I always denied him.

Bah, don't upset yourself, Sebasti�n! The important thing is that the danger has passed. Now we can start fresh. Come on.

Come along, C�ndido, take us to the jail. Let's go.

Let's see if we can convince them to release that rogue.

~ Else we'll free him ourselves, OK?
~ That's it!

You'll see us take him out, for sure.

~ Stop, stop.
~ What is it? Stop, C�ndido.

What's up with him?

~ Where are you going, son?
~ I'll be right back.

What will he do? I'm going to see.

~ What are you looking for?
~ Luck.

~ What's that?
~ Pepino's luck. It's here.

What's that?

It's Pepino's. He threw it away, and after that everything went sour for him. Let's go.

Come on, man, let's go!

Look, over there in the cell.

� Two Turtledoves in an almond tree, and a kiss,...

� they were kissing. I was watching them,...

� and watching them, they made me smile,... �

~ Joselito!
~ Pepino!

~ You're all right now, right?
~ Yes, Pepino.

It's been days since I heard anything about you!

I came to get you out. They believed that you were bad. Imagine!

I told them you were the best guy in the world. Come on, open up.

My son!

~ What a home you have!
~ Well, yeah, come in, come in.

What do you think of my hotel?

Come on, come here, tell me: what about Primrose?

~ We turned her into some chops so you can eat them.
~ No!

It's a joke, silly, she's at home.

I brought the cane that you left behind in the inn,...

but you don't have to go blind again nor will we be apart again, we'll be fine.

~ Really?
~ Yeah, look.
~ Another one?

No, this is the good luck one, the one you threw away, after which everything went wrong.

But now everything will be better than ever.

We'll stop traveling to the villages and go to the city.

You'll like that.

We'll dress well, without sticks or dark glasses.

You'll study singing, opera, see trams and cinemas.

But what's wrong with you?

I won't go to the city, Pepino. I'm going with my parents.

But what are you saying, boy, you'll go with your parents, those ones who are always fighting?

Yeah, look, these are my parents.

~ How are you?
~ My pleasure. Ma'am.

~ Hi, man.
~ Hi, Don Carlos.

Congratulations, boy, I've lost you. Now you have real parents, I'm not wanted here.

What do you mean? You'll stay with us. Right, Dad?

It's hard to admit, but my son loves you more than he does me.

You've set me a fine example and I'm grateful.

You see, Pepino?

OK. Come on, help me, help me.

This thing here will spruce this up a lot.

How happy my saint will be with so many beautiful things!

There they are.

They are coming!

~ Oh, come on, come on!
~ Look, look!

Joselito, come with me to the balcony, we can see very well from there. Let's go!

~ No, I'm staying here.
~ OK...!

� To go back home, to be able to contemplate my beloved parents,...

� and to see they're really happy now, they really love each other as I love both of them.

� How lovely to be able to see my parents,...

� to finally see them like this, together!

� I want to smile, and I almost, I almost cry. I've never cried out with such happiness.

� I'll never leave here, I'm happy here, happy as no one else.

� I'll never, never leave the place where I won my throne as a shepherd boy.

� How lovely to be able to see my parents,...

� to finally see them like this, together!

� I want to smile, and I almost, I almost cry. I've never cried out with such happiness.

� Beloved mother, my dear, life finally brought us together.

� You'll only have joy, he loves you like I do.

� I returned from traveling the world never to leave you again.

� Come here, come with my mother, I want to embrace you both... �