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You are seven years old. You are a man.

Bury your first toy and your mother's picture.

The mole digs tunnels under the earth,

looking for the sun.

Sometimes, he gets to the surface.

When he sees the sun, he is blinded.

Kill me! Kill me, please!

Who did this?

Kill me, please!

Who?

Who?

- It was the Colonel. - How many were there?

Another five men.

Where?

At the Franciscan Mission.

The Colonel is not selfish.

He uses women once, and then gives them to us.

The Colonel said he'd kill whoever touched me.

Who asked for them?

Do not anticipate my wishes.

Forgive us!

They have no soul.

But sometimes they get bored, so I hand them the leftovers.

Ask, dogs. Ask!

Stay put, dogs.

Kiss them on the mouth.

Go on,

kiss the other one.

Stay put, dogs!

These animals like to watch.

They want to look at your breasts.

Eat, dogs!

Who are you to judge me?

I am God!

No, not that! Anything, but that!

Lay him down on the ground.

Destroy me. Depend on no one.

Cry, boy, cry! Cry so he'll have mercy.

It's bitter.

Moses found water in the desert.

But people couldn't drink it, for it was bitter.

They called the water "Mara".

It's become sweet.

I'll call you Mara, for you are like bitter water.

How are we to live here?

We'll die of thirst.

As a hind longs for the running streams,

so do I long for thee, oh God.

With my soul, I thirst for God, the living God.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing, nothing, nothing.

- Do you love me? - Yes.

I don't. So that I may love you, you have to be the best.

Four great gun masters live in this desert.

You've got to look for them, and kill them.

The desert is a circle.

To find them, we'd have to travel in a spiral.

I can't go on! Let's go back!

Whenever I start something, I finish it.

We'll never find them.

If they are real masters, they will give us a signal.

We have been walking for days, months, years.

How can you have such faith?

They await us.

The signal!

You seek the light in the middle of the day.

I know what you came for. You'll have to wait to see him.

Just like that woman.

The master doesn't want to fight her.

The great master wants to see you right now.

It's strange. He's always kept them waiting.

After the dune, there's an oasis.

Your woman must wait there.

Let's go!

Give me your gun and hat.

I need no light. I am blind.

Count to three and try to grab it.

One, two, three...

How?

I try not to win, but to achieve the perfect domain.

So as not to fear the bullets.

Shoot!

I bleed little now.

I offer no resistance to the bullets.

I let them pass through the empty spots of my flesh.

Do you still want to fight me?

Yes.

I don't fear killing you because there is no death.

I'll let you fire first.

- He's greater than I am. - You'll win.

Even though I'd win, I'd lose.

I want a winner. Find out how.

Don't fight honestly.

Make up something. Cheat him. There's always a way to win.

Find a way.

I told you so. I said you could win. I am proud of you.

You have three more masters left.

I know where the second one lives.

If you let me come, I could take you there.

It's here.

Wait.

We were waiting for you. This is what the cards foretell.

You are falling. You keep falling.

The deeper you fall, the higher you'll get.

Coward, murderer! The Lord's will is unexplainable.

My son and I must respect you.

You may fight him.

Come closer.

The duel begins this moment.

You may shoot when you desire.

Dead.

Technically,

you're dead.

I now wish to speak to the dead one.

Follow me.

I began making copper objects.

And thus strengthened my fingers.

I now make delicate things.

I am so strong now that I can play

with this object, without breaking it.

Shoot!

A very delicate shot.

It destroys the precise.

You shoot to find yourself, I do it in order to vanish.

Perfection is to get lost.

In order to get lost, you have to love.

You don't love. You destroy, you kill, and no one loves you.

For when you think you are giving,

you are really taking away.

I have given myself to her.

I gave her all.

She's within me.

Her immense love fills me.

What I do and say,

is dictated and sanctified by her.

I hate anything that is mine,

for it turns me away from her divine presence.

Two are better than one.

For if one fell, the second would help him.

But pity the lonely one, with no one to help him.

When I did it, I didn't think it would be any good.

I only tried to do it the best I could.

Take your gun again.

My son wishes to give you one last chance.

PROPHETS

Don't get near him. Why do you follow us? Get lost!

There was no need to draw your gun.

I do not distrust you.

You have a flute.

We'll know each other by music.

You loath yourself.

You don't wish to play tricks anymore.

You now want to respect the law.

Some give flowers,

others give valuable things.

You bring me your own life.

You don't fear death anymore.

That's why you are a dangerous foe.

When you were seven yards from the corral,