All language subtitles for (downloadrooz.in) Companeros (1970)

I'm sorry, Penguin...

but if you insist, I'm forced
to put a hole in your head.

And I will have to choose
a different target,

because you already have a hole
where your brain should be.

Well, when
this whole story started,

the hole that Vasco had where his
brain should have been,

was even deeper.

At the time he was just a bum.

One of those miserable men
populating Mexico

when Porfirio Diaz

was trying,
with good and bad intentions,

to be re-elected as President
for the fifth time.

In reality, more bad intentions
than good ones.

- Who are you voting for?
- Porfirio Diaz.

Ricardo Vuerta.

- Who are you voting for?
- I vote against Diaz.

Take him to the wall.

Daddy!

Platoon! Load!

Point! Shoot!

Loser.

And you?
Who are you voting for?

Who should vote for
someone like me, uh?

You didn't answer my question.

Who are you voting for?

Tell me something,
are you stupid, or what?

What, General?

I want to know who it is that
you are voting for, asshole.

Answer!

Viva Mexico!

It's a revolution!
Viva!

Viva Xantos!

Viva Xantos!

Who was the valiant one
who revolted first?

Good job, kid.

What is your name?

They call me Vasco.

- Ah.
- 'Cause, I always wear this on my head.

And since my parents were Basques...

My dad used to clean the public
toilets in Spain.

He got here
with big hopes and ideas.

He wanted to launch the trend
of public toilets with fees,

but since he liked whores too much,

he lost all his money

and he ended up being the guardian
of the San Bernardino's toilet.

- Poor guy.
- So you know San Bernardino well?

Well? Oh!

- Sure. I was born there.
- Good boy!

Vasco.

Take charge of my men.

They're courageous people.

Lead them to the assault,

win San Bernardino,
destroy the Regulares,

eliminate the Xantists.

- Are you talking to me?
- Yes, to you.

From now on, you're named
my lieutenant,

commander with full power.

Vasco!

Viva Mexico!

Viva Mexico!

Viva the revolution!

Viva Vasco!

Vasco didn't know yet,

but when a dangerous venture
was ahead,

Mongo would always nominate
a new lieutenant.

The General would only show up
when the job was done.

That's what also happened
in San Bernardino,

while the courageous conquerors
were celebrating victory,

I arrived.

WARNING:
EXPLOSIVES

INFECTIOUS VACCINES

DANGER OF INFECTION
IF THIS DOOR IS OPEN

Stop, compañero!
Where are you going dressed like that?

Who are you rooting for?

Where do you think you're going?

Tell us. That thing over there
wasn't here before.

What are you keeping inside?

You're asking too many questions!

Let's just kill him
and get it over with.

Your friend is right, compañero.

When you're about to die,
you shouldn't ask too many questions.

Who is that girl?

Why are you so upset?

Do you like the way I shoot?

Eh?

You don't like the way I shoot?

You are one of them.

Now I have to search you.

I need to search you.

I beg your pardon.
I am sorry.

Boys!

A San Bernardino penguin is coming!

Let's see if the penguin
likes bananas.

Come over here.

Come on.
Come on over here.

Come hereto daddy.

Here's your little banana.

I'm sorry, would you mind telling me
who threw this banana skin?

- I did. Why?
- Oh, really?

This is for you.

Take it.

- For me?
- Take it as if you won a bet.

Would you mind letting me know
what's the best hotel in town?

The best hotel in town?

Well...

that one over there is the only one.

It kinda smells like piss,

but you'll get used to it.

Thank you very much.
You are a real gentleman.

I owe you.

You're welcome, sir.

May God bless you.

May God bless you.
You are welcome.

Vasco, why would he give you
that dollar?

Because he was afraid, that fucker.

FOR PRESIDENT VOTE XANTOS

I'm looking for General Mongo,

would you mind letting me know
where I can find him?

General Mongo is busy at the time.
He's working on a revolution.

You didn't happen to realize?

Now that I think about it,

I've heard some shots and seen
some cadavers lying around,

but I thought it was a typical habit
of the local folklore.

I'd like your best suite

and a hot tub, please.

There's only one best suite here,

and besides being unique,

it is taken by that
gentleman over there.

He must be important.

That gentleman over there.

Yes. He's one
of General Mongo's officers,

and he's also the strongest of all.

- So, what is his name?
- Whose name?

His. The strongest of all.

Ah! Pepito!

- Pepito Tigrero.
- Ah, Pepito.

Pepito Tigrero.

- But why?
- There.

Now the room is available.
Prepare me a warm bath.

But...

where is Pepito Tigrero
gonna stay?

At the hospital.

I beg your pardon.

Your mother is a whore,
your father is a thief,

and your grandpa
is notoriously a fag.

What did you just say?

I'll try to be clearer.

Your mother is a whore,
your father is a dirty thief,

and your grandpa is notoriously
known as a famous fag.

How dare you?

I pitifully ignored your sister.

Now you know who I am.

Let General Mongo know
that the Swede has arrived.

Ah, nice to see you again, miss.

Although, I normally prefer to receive
beautiful girls alone

in my bedroom.

Well, since the conversation
is quite poor,

I'll get comfortable.

I hope this won't bother
you too much.

Is there anything I can do for you?

Be on our side.

Why should I do that?

Because we are on the right side.

Being on the right side

is not always a good reason.

We Xantists fight for an ideal
of justice and freedom.

Ours is a good cause.

Hm. I heard this in all the countries
where I sold weapons.

You don't need
to sell weapons to Mongo.

He's a bandit.

That's why he pays so well.

You're just like any other foreigner,
despicable and ruthless.

Well, let's not exaggerate.

My problem is only one:
the price.

You pay me more than the others,
and the weapons are yours.

We are basically students
who fight to defend the poor.

We are not rich.

Well, there's no difference to me
between students or bandits.

Let me meet your boss.

If he offers more than General Mongo,
we'll make a deal.

Our boss is a prisoner
of the gringos.

Prisoner? Do tell.

While Madero, Villa, and Zapata

were fighting in other regions
against Diaz,

we, the students, disciples
of Professor Xantos,

were doing our revolution
in this territory.

But the arrival of Mongo
and his bandits

forced our boss to go to
the United States

to look for help
for our cause.

- Which is the cause...
- Of freedom and justice.

All right, we got that.

What happened next?

What happened was that
the Americans understood

that if the professor would have
come back and imposed his ideals,

he would have compromised
their oil interest on Mexican territory.

And with the excuse of protecting him,
they locked him away

in the Fort Yuma.

It's been six months
he's been in there.

He won't even get up
with cannons.

The penguin was strong, eh?

If he was that strong, he didn't give
you that dollar just for fear, eh?

Vasco!

They killed two of our men
at the station.

They say it was the gringo.

Let's go.

Hey, something is happening
in the plaza.

Come on.
Out the window.

Run. Quick!

If they find us here,
we're in trouble.

Hey, look over there!

Someone's running away.

Viva Xantos!

Doing things for free doesn't normally
bring me good luck.

Come with me!

He yelled, "Viva Xantos"
before falling.

They were coming out
of the penguin's room.

You're getting me annoyed.

Get out of that bed if you don't
want it to become your catafalque.

If you're annoyed because you like
the girl, please join.

There's space for you, too.

You know very well
why I'm here.

You're plotting with the Xantists.

Well, if what I'm doing what you say,
plotting in Mexico--

Let's not lose time, Vasco.

He's with the Xantists.
Let's kill him now!

Yeah, let's kill him now!

Let's kill him!

You're accused of killing
two of our men at the station.

Would you like to deny it?

If you would just understand
the meaning of the Latin motto:

"Mors tua vita mea,"

you'd understand what
brought me to do that.

But I'm guessing you
didn't study Latin before.

Therefore, it's best you call
General Mongo for me.

He's a good friend of mine
and I'm sure he's already expecting me.

What is expecting you
is something else.

You'll know very soon.
Take him away.

- Let's go.
- See you soon.

Come on, move.

I'll see you soon.
Count on it.

Hey.

You're so difficult
with the Mexican and...

I know a special treatment
for one like you.

One who sleeps
with foreigners.

Penguin,

what was that thing,
mors tua vita mea?

Explain that to me.
I just don't remember.

I'd like to explain to you
that as a foreign citizen,

I have the right to ask the protection
of my country's ambassador.

But I'm guessing
it'd be useless.

You're guessing right.

That was clear.
Did the general arrive?

No.

The time to burst has arrived.

You're making a huge mistake.

I told you.
The general is my friend.

He's the one who called me.

When the general is not here,
I'm the one who rules here.

You'll see what I prepared for you.

Anyway, listen...

if you tell me why you gave me
this dollar,

I'll promise you, you'll die
in the first round.

I won't let you suffer too much.

Why would you want to know?
You'd be disappointed.

You'll be even more disappointed
in a bit, I can guarantee it.

Guys, when I waive my hand,
you go ahead.

Hey, my hands are tied, could you
send someone to scratch my nose?

People of Mexico!

You're about to witness
the head being cut off

of this son of a bitch!

For General Mongo!
Attack!

Let's go!

Get that damn car out of the way!

Out of there!
Out of there!

Don't you dare insult your
general's car, you piece of shit!

You're downgraded,
you son of a bitch!

And you should thank God,
that I don't take your head off!

Understood?
Get out of my face!

And never come back again!

I said, out of my face!

Sure, sure, General.
Sure. Right away.

Out of your face.
Off I go.

Where's the Swede?
I'll have you all hung

if you don't bring the Swede
alive to me, bastards!

Mongo, my friend, if only
you knew how much I missed you.

I swear on San Bernardino,

your life to me is worth
less than a bug.

Diaz's government is shit.

And you know where I put
the ideals of the Xantists.

I ask for something better
out of the revolution.

I want a shit load of money.

And since the money is tied
in a Swedish safe,

to open it, we need a Swede.
A son of a bitch just like you.

I fully respect
your noble ideals, General.

I just don't understand
why you'd need a safe to get rich.

You have a whole city
to rob from.

You could have just sold
that statue.

It's an antique,
it's worth a lot.

You must be crazy.

No Mexican would have the courage
to touch that relic.

We, instead...

you'll help me put my hands
on that money.

I'll say it is needed to buy your
weapons, then we'll spit it in half.

I'll give you a third of the loot,
and I run away with the rest, huh?

You'll be my alibi,
to make them all look like fools.

What do you think about that, huh?

Very ingenious.

What's going on?
What are they doing?

What are those idiots doing?

Idiots! Cut it out!
It's useless!

In this damn safe are
the treasures of the region,

but none of my men
are capable of opening it.

If you'd like to be paid
for your weapons,

open it.

You should know how to do it, no?

So?

It's a Svenson, North model.

Reinforced with triple German steel.

The lock has a special combination.

It weighs over two tons.

Not even the Almighty
can open it.

The only way to open it
is by using the combination.

There's got to be the director of the
bank, a teller, someone who knows it.

Or did you kill them all?

There's one left.

Professor Xantos,
who is now in Yuma.

There's no way we can get him
back here.

It's not impossible.

I'll take care of it.

If that's what you like, General,
I'll go to Yuma

and bring Xantos
to San Bernardino.

Of course I want that!

That's fantastic!

'Cause with that wealth,
we'll be victorious!

Thank you, Swede.

Thank you, in the name
of our beloved homeland.

You're very welcome,

because we're going to divide the loot
in half the way I want.

I get three parts, and you get one.
Take it or leave it.

Do you agree, General?

You should know that we put our
complete faith in you.

Go, then. Go, Swede,
and come back with our enemy.

- Mongo.
- We have all our hopes...

- General Mongol
- ...for our future--

I'm sorry if I dare to intervene.

May I?

I may be a piece of shit,
agreed, but, look at you.

You go trusting someone
who killed two of our people.

What if he's a spy?

Try to understand, huh?

That's true!

Then, what else can we do?

He's the only one as a foreigner
who can cross the border.

Any Mexican
would get questioned.

Not a Mexican serving a citizen
of a neutral nation.

Why don't you come with me?

That way you can check on me
and help me out.

- Right!
- I won't serve anyone. Understood?

Let alone a pretentious
penguin like you!

I understand.
You're afraid.

Hey! Calm down!

Calm down, guys.
Calm down.

Come on, Vasco,

the Swede didn't mean
to offend you, eh?

After all,
you called him Penguin.

Now you're even.

But if you really want to
confront him,

you could postpone
when you'll be back.

I offer you the opportunity to regain
the lieutenant rank that I revoked.

With all the economic privileges
related to that title, huh?

Go with him.

Work with him.

Don't ever take your eyes
off of him,

and bring back to us
that bastard Xantos!

I ask you to do it for your general.

For your compañeros!

For our revolution!

If you ask me that way,
the answer is yes.

Viva the revolution!

This heat fucks you penguins
over, huh?

It is certainly not pleasant.

Now could you tell me
why you gave me this dollar?

I'm afraid this is not
the right time.

Good morning, Lieutenant.

Who are you and where
are you heading?

My name is Yodlaf Peterson.

I'm a Swedish citizen,

I'm heading to Hermosillo to catch
a train heading to the United States.

My Passport.

What about him?

Uh...

he's my servant.

You can proceed, Sergeant.

We are in an operation zone,

we must photograph, record,
all the people without papers.

We're at your
complete disposal.

It's just for him.

It's a good way to check.

Come on, Vasco.
Go take a picture.

- Take what?
- Come on, get off your horse, quick.

Yeah, you!
Get off.

You must be patient,
Lieutenant.

He's a bit ignorant.

Come on, Vasco.

It's nothing serious.

You just need to go there
in front of the platoon.

Sure.
Sure. Sure.

A bit to the right.

More.
Keep going, come on.

A bit more.

A bit more to the right.

There. Just like that.
Don't move.

Ready?

One, two, three.

Get up, you idiot!

You're a widow?

It must be sad to always travel
and sleep alone.

I don't travel alone.

I travel with these.

Do they belong
to your late husband?

No, they're mine.
Remain still and raise your hands.

We won't hurt anyone

as long as you
don't force us to do so.

Nobody move!

Have we arrived?

No, it's a robbery.

We didn't have another way
to find some cash.

It's not for us we need it, though.

We are not bandits.

We're rebels.

We fight for the freedom
of our country.

- All for freedom!
- All for freedom!

She may be a rebel,
she may be a slut,

but she's certainly cute.

What are we gonna do
with those two?

That one over there,
the Swede, he helped us once.

This other one, on the other hand,
he's one of Mongo's lieutenants.

We must execute him!

No, it'd be better hanging him!

No. Professor Xantos
taught us not to use violence.

To kill this bandit
without a fair trial

would lower us
to his level.

Of course. She's right.

The girl is right, boys!
No violence!

- Shut up!
- Ouch!

Careful. Don't let me regret
my generosity.

Hey, look! Look!

He's taking the train!

Penguin!

Wait for me!

Penguin!

Let's go!

Let's go and kill, compañero!

Let's go!

Let's go to Yuma!

To Yuma!

To Yu-- Yu-- help.

Son of a bitch!

Hey, John.
Listen to this one.

An unknown Mexican
was able to put off his scent

after a brutal murder,
committed with one of his fellows,

a Swedish citizen named
Yodlaf Peterson.

A reward of 2,000 Mexican pesos
is on each of the two men

who were seen on a train
they seized

heading towards Texas.

What was the name
of this Swedish one?

The Swedish one?
Yodlaf Peterson.

Why?
Do you know him?

He is asking if we know him, Marshal.

We know him very well.

Marshal will tell us
when the train arrives.

Come on out, John.

I saw Marshal flying around.

And he is always where you are.

Yod.

What a beautiful surprise.

Very nice to see you again, John.

My pleasure.

I wouldn't have said you
could pull it off last time.

But on the other hand...

John and I had
a very bad time in Cuba.

Due to some defective goods
sold around there.

In order to save myself,

- I had to accuse him.
- Yep.

How did you make it
out of that mess, John?

All thanks to Marshal.

He was the only one who
didn't abandon me.

He freed me with his beak

from the nail that kept me
crucified to that tree.

How?

He pulled out the nail
with his beak?

No. No.

He took off the hand.

Here you go.

It's wooden.

These things happen.

- Yeah.
- Nice to see you again, John.

- Me, too.
- I got to run now.

You can't run now.

He's all yours.

There, you bastard!

That's enough.

They want you
dead or alive.

Since I can choose,
obviously,

I'll choose the first one.

You don't mind that, right?

No, no. I like jokes.

You'll stay here
and keep him company

until the last moment,

Marshal.

It's pretty warm, huh?

♪ Your blue eyes ♪

♪ That you only have... ♪

Vasco, get that beast!

Since you're a penguin,
you should know.

She gets upset if you treat
her that way.

You know what?

Sons of bitches
will end up badly sooner or later.

Come on, Vasco.
Get me off of here!

Calm down.
Calm down.

You can die in peace.
Don't you worry.

I will always keep this
in your memory.

It's so warm!

What about the revolution?

What happened to your ideals?

And what about Mongo's mission?

Don't you think about that? Huh?

- Do you want some?
- No, thank you.

What about Xantos? Eh?

We need to take him back
to San Bernardino

to have him open the safe.

The revolution needs that money,
compañero.

You'll never be able to free
the professor

from Fort Yuma alone.

Help me get off of here, Vasco.

Help me get off.
I can't stand here anymore!

Calm down.

But...

first...

you must swear...

on...

San Bernardino.

That this is the last time
you'll try to fool me.

I swear.
On any saint you choose.

Don't move.

Are you Catholic?

Of course I'm Catholic.

Quick! Quick!

Oh, God! Oh, God!

What the hell are you doing?

I get dizzy! I can't do it!
I'm scared! Oh, God!

What do you mean, you get dizzy?

Come on now!
This rope is strangling me!

You believed it, huh?

Me dizzy?

Look what I do with vertigo.
Look.

Look, vertigo, look.

Good, compañero.

If you come to Sweden,
I'll introduce you to my sister.

♪ Damn you, blue eyes ♪

♪ That you only have... ♪

Nice mustache!

Penguin!

You didn't die, right?

Think of the revolution, Penguin!

Penguin, my head is hurting.

I'm all red.
I'm all red, Penguin!

Help!

You move the pawn,

and it's checkmate.

You see, Mr. Rosenbloom?

A modest pawn
in the game of chess

can win alone, even against
stronger pieces.

When there are ideals,
anything is possible.

We really appreciate your ideals.

And we are hereto help you.

In fact, we are ready to invest
big assets for your cause.

Human nature has often
positively surprised me

with its unexpected outburst
of generosity.

But experience had taught me
that the rich

never touches his assets
to benefit the poor

without expecting a substantial
sum in return.

We only want a guarantee from you:

being able to continue to have
what we had till now.

The recognition of our rights

from any type of government
that will gain power.

Meaning?

You approve the agreements
for 99 years

for the use of the oil wells,

and we send you back to Mexico

and help the revolution win.

You know we are capable
of doing that.

The Mexican revolution doesn't need
help from anyone to triumph.

Now get out of here!

These proposals of yours
make me nauseous.

17 black.

Pst, hey.

How does that work?

You bet on a number,

if you guess right, I pay you
36 times the bet.

Really?

Try it.

What a nice game.

13 red.

Bad, bad, bad.

Can I choose any number?

Any number.

99.

You can't do 99!

You told me any number I want.

I want 99.

You let me play 99,

or else I'll shove the little
ball up your butt.

There is no 99.

- You tell--
- You said any number! Yes or no?

Can you tell him
there is no 99?

I propose another number,
compañero.

You'll see.
It'll be the lucky one.

We are two, right?

Good. Let's bet on
number two.

If we lose, you'll tell me
why you gave me that dollar, huh?

Deal.

Rien ne va plus!

What the fuck did you say?

Nothing.
Some sort of magic formula.

33 black.

I'm sorry, gentlemen.

We're even more sorry, dear.

Yep. Someone could
even die from regret.

Oh, I made a mistake.

- I'm so inattentive.
- That's right.

Number two came out!

You won.
Very lucky.

So, one, two, three,
a dollar--

36. It's $36.

Yep.
Gentlemen, the game is over now.

Also because I got this very
annoying itch in my nose.

Who knows why?
It may be a pimple.

I apologize. Good morning.
I mean, good evening.

Anyway, see you again.

Next time we play 99
and we'll win more.

It's possible.

Swede,

those dollars are mine...

charming boy.

In Dallas you told me
you had to pay for your aunt's funeral.

In San Antonio you said
they were about to seize your horse.

- And in Wichita--
- Wichita was the best night together.

It was unforgettable.

I'm getting annoyed.

Oh, compañero,

I have the honor
to introduce to you Zaira,

the gorgeous Zaira,
the beautiful Zaira.

The only blonde I know.
Blonde everywhere.

And you are the only Swede I met,
and I hope the last one.

If I were you, handsome,
I'd find better company.

Eh.

This is a great occasion
for a new experience.

Let your Latin nature triumph.

I'm sorry, isn't she your woman?

Yeah, but you know,
us Swedes don't really mind.

Listen, Zaira,

I need to visit a friend in town.

Take care of the dark-haired one.
You can't pass such occasion, compañero.

You need to go for it.

Consider it already done.

Do you think you can resist me?

I can try.

Xantos is well known.

The United States will have
to free him soon

in order to avoid
an international scandal.

And if he gets back safely
to Mexico,

not only will
the revolution continue,

but it will extend, and we'll end up
losing our oil grants.

It's a risk we can't take, John.

Make sure it doesn't happen.

You know the rate.

$10,000.

You'll get paid when the job's done.

As down payment
we brought you some weed.

A very well accepted gift.

Don't worry.
It'll be done.

John, the Swede escaped.
Someone freed him.

You're getting old, Marshal.

All blonde.

What happened?

He couldn't handle it.

It's best you take your
dark-haired back.

I can't get back to the fort late.

The commander invited me
to his birthday party

with the other girls.

We need to go there at night
and get out before dawn.

It sounds like there will even
be the prestige of the American army.

I'll help you defend
the prestige of the American army.

Hey, what do you
have in mind, Swede?

Sergeant.

Hey, Sergeant.

Let me through.
Let me through.

- You arrived.
- Good evening, Sergeant.

Good evening.

- Same girls?
- Yes.

Still the same.

I've never seen this one.

Oh, how silly,
you're right.

This is a new one.

Don't let us lose
too much time though.

When you come and visit us
I'll have you try her.

Well, I'll take you up on that.

Nice!

- Let them come in.
- Hi, love.

Platoon, attention!

Left! Left!

March!

Here they are.

Finally! Hi.

Finally!
Welcome to the fortress, Miss Zaira.

Even more beautiful than usual.

- Please.
- And you, Captain, always nice.

- Let's go.
- Take the carriage away.

What are you looking at?
Go away. Go to sleep.

I don't want to see
anyone around. Go!

Good. Be good.

Happy birthday!

Happy birthday!

Viva, viva!

Happy birthday!

I heard there is someone
very important here at the fort.

- May I see him?
- Who? Professor Xantos?

He's upstairs,
but he's such a boring old man.

- He likes books, not women.
- Really?

Hey! Fire!

Trumpet, quick!
Send out the alarm!

Alarm! Fire!

- What is going on?
- Quick!

Bring water!
Quick! Move!

Come over with blankets!
Make a chain!

Save the horses!

Quickly! Quickly!

Take the horses out of the stable!
Quick!

Quick! Quick!

Excuse me, sir.
There's a fire outside!

Let him in, if you can.

You don't understand!
We have a fire!

- What did you say?
- The fortress is burning!

There's fire everywhere.

Let the fire fighter's
of Yuma know. Go!

- Yes, sir!
- Gentlemen! Attention, please.

There's a fire.
All of you outside!

Quick, quick!
Out! Out! Out!

Alarm!

Alarm! Alarm!

The fort is on fire!

Quick! Quick!
The tanks!

Alarm! The fort is on fire!

Here! Penguin!

Hey, the tank room!

Zaira!

- Where is he?
- Upstairs.

Hey, what are
we doing with the professor?

I'll take care of him.
Go help the others.

- Quick!
- Wait!

- Who are you?
- Well...

it'd take too long to explain.

Your people are waiting for you.
They need you.

You must get away from here!

I'll go back to my country
only if I can do it legally.

I won't be a vulgar escapee,

but just like a man who regains
his freedom without violence.

In some cases, violence
is necessary, Professor.

I don't agree with that.

Tell me about just one case
where violence is necessary.

This one.

What is going on here?
Where is the water? Damn it!

I'll take care of it, Sergeant!

- Yeah, but be quick!
- Okay!

Come on! Move!
Let's get this fire out!

Go, horses, go!

Let's go, Vasco!
Let's go!

Take him.

Move!

He's so heavy.

Push him in nice.

Hi.

Only women like you are useful
for something. Thank you.

Go, horses, go!

Hey, wait!

Hey, Blondie!

Fate is with us.

It'll be easier to get Xantos.

How are you doing, Professor?

He may be a mute.

He hasn't said a word
since we left.

You know, Professor, I don't
understand why all those retards

are so interested in being
killed in your name.

What the hell do you tell them?

Tell us as well
what you tell them.

See how we react.

Do you wanna bet that this one,
besides being mute, is also deaf?

No. He doesn't use his head just to
separate it from the ears like you do.

You're not Mexican, right?

No, I'm Swedish.

To me, even dumb,
he just realized you are a foreigner.

From Stockholm.

If you say another half word
in that fucking language,

I'll let you talk till hell.
Understood?

Calm down, Vasco.

The professor knows my language.

- We were talking about--
- I don't care what you saying!

Speak the Christian language!
Mine!

There's no need to get that excited.

Take your first turn on guard instead.
I'll try to sleep a bit.

It's better that way.

I don't know what he told you,

but I can tell you now why
we took you out of the fort...

I know why.

To let me get killed
by General Mongo.

Nah!

It's for the safe!

General Mongo wants that money
for the revolution.

He's a practical man.

He only believes in facts and not
the usual bullshit you believe in.

Here is where you are mistaken.

Mongo will abandon you
to your destiny

in the moment where
he's realize his point.

You don't know, Mongo.

Everybody knows what he wants!

First, give the land
to whom nurtures it.

Second, give the fabrics
to the workmen who work hard.

And all Mexican prosperities

will divided in equal part
for the poor.

And all the smart ones like you,
who can read and write,

will be burnt with their own books!
Trust me!

Where am I?

I don't know, but if you'd like,
I'll figure it out, huh?

You, silly man.

He's still warm.

They can't be too far.

Good.

Do you understand?
You'll be the one making them come back.

With your screams!

This mole is starving.

It's been a week,
she hasn't been eating.

Not sure where they are.
I haven't seen anything.

I was sleeping,
I didn't see anything.

When she's done chewing
on the roots,

she'll try to dig
to get out of the trap.

She's got some tough nails.

She can dig tunnels
underground.

She doesn't have to work so much
to dig one in your belly.

I agree.

Don't worry, Professor,
that's Vasco having some fun.

- He laughs on his own?
- Yes.

- He does it often.
- I don't find it normal.

Maybe something happened to him.
Shall we go and check?

You don't need to worry.
Come on, let's go.

Penguin!

Penguin!

Penguin!

But...

I can't possibly believe

that someone laughs
like that alone without a reason.

Penguin!

It's okay if you don't believe it.

You see that griffon up there?

It means that Vasco is dealing
with someone who's better to avoid.

- In everyone's interest.
- You mean they're torturing him?

If they catch us,
they'll torture us too,

- so we should move.
- No!

I'm not moving from here.

Penguin!

What do you care
about that bastard

who wants to give
you to Mongo to kill you?

No man has the right
to give definitive judgment

on another man.

Every mistake
can be fixed.

I don't care about
your philosophy.

I care about your life,

and just because
it'll bring me some cash.

- Give me the glasses.
- Why?

The only way to free
your compatriot

is to capture that
damn griffon.

How does capturing it free Vasco?

The griffon is a very
curious animal,

it'll come down
to see what sparkles.

When his owner realizes
that his damn bird disappeared,

he'll come to look for him.

- Now.
- The jacket! Quick!

There! Done.

Check it out.
Marshal is gone.

Maybe he's seen them.

You stay here on guard.

We'll go see what's going on.

- Keep him still.
- Yeah.

When Vasco quits screaming,
free the griffon.

- But only then! Understood?
- Sure.

Penguin! Penguin!

Don't abandon me!

Don't abandon me!

I don't care about Mongo!

I don't care!

Viva whatever!
Whoever you want!

Rm dying here!

Oh, God!

Oh, God, I'm dying!

Oh, God!

Oh, God, I'm dying!
Oh, God!

Oh, God, Penguin!

Penguin, you suck!

Go!

There. He's coming back.

You didn't find them, right?

Don't worry,
you're still my best friend.

Come on!

Listen, you knew
I wanted to give you to Mongo,

but instead you convinced
the Swede to save me. Why?

If we'll keep going on this
trip together,

you'll understand many things.

That's the Rio Grande.

We are in Mexico.

Just a while ago
you asked me something.

I'll answer you now.

I insisted he save you

because we belong to
the same earth.

Can you get that?

I get everything.
Stay calm now.

I'd like to ask a question
as well, Professor,

even if I don't belong
to the same ground.

How can we go
through to the other side?

No news, sir.

Double surveillance.

The order is to destroy
the revolutionary,

either Xantos' or Mongo's.

Nobody should be allowed
to cross the border.

Clear? Nobody.

Yes, sir.

Look how strange.

This small turtle
has tropical origins

and they're always
close to the water.

I can't understand how they could have
gotten so far from the river.

Look!

There's more.

Look how many!

They're a true rarity here
in Mexico!

I bet they're very rare
in Sweden too.

- Am I right?
- Oh, for sure.

You are always right, Professor,

but you never get to the point.

Guys.

- I found out how to do it.
- To do what?

The professor goes inside here.

Sure.
What about us?

Where are you heading, brothers?

To bury our prior
in holy land.

- What order?
- San Bernardino.

It's okay.

You can go.

WANTED

Our professor,
who is in there,

don't you move.

If they catch us, it's a mess,

and we end up
like San Bernardino.

Amen.

This is our area.

If we follow the general staff
plans literally...

- Stop!
- ..In a month

the revolutionary forces
will be completely destroyed.

- Where are you heading?
- But in order to suffocate

the opposition of the
students and farmers...

To bury our beloved prior.

It's okay.
Let them go through.

One moment. Stop.

Sergeant.

Check the inside
of the coffin.

Yes, sir.
Hey, you two, come on.

Did you hear him?

It's my holy duty
to inform you, Colonel,

that our prior has been taken from us
by a very infectious illness.

Cholera.

I can't have my troops
risking an epidemic.

Forget the inspection.
Let them go through.

And don't touch that coffin
for any reason.

Careful!
Don't touch it!

Brother, let's get the prior.

It'd be best to burn the coffin,

Colonel,

in order to avoid
any danger of infection.

And it wouldn't be a bad idea
to burn the two monks as well.

You know, they may be
contagious.

That way, they could accompany
their prior on his last journey.

What are we gonna do?

Professor, when we start shooting,
run to the red truck.

It's the only hope we have
to save our asses.

- Ready?
- Vamos!

Hey, Vasco! Quick!

Let's follow them!

Let's go, John!

Don't let them run!

Let's get them!

It got stuck!

Go cut them off.
That way!

Come on, go faster!

Look, there!

We made it, Vasco!

Don't you worry!

Oh, God!

Let's go!

There they are!

You see, John?
What a nice dive.

Yes. All the way down
to hell, I hope.

Careful. Don't move.

He's going to unveil us.

What do we do now?

- Huh?
- I'll take care of that bird.

Hey, just the thigh for me.
Well done.

Normally you say please.

And by the way,
I don't do favors.

- No?
- Ouch.

Then choke yourself.

Listen, it's about time
you realize that this is my country

where I do whatever I want.

And if you don't like it,
I'll do it anyway.

Calm down, Vasco.

And remember that behind
nationalism,

there's always the fear
and insecurity of a country.

I'm not afraid of anyone, Professor.

All right?

It was useless malice
to kill this poor bird.

It was a vulture loricatus,
a very rare species

of almost human intelligence.

That's why it tastes like shit.

Well, if you don't eat it,

it'll feed my little turtles at least.

They're dying of hunger.

Dying of hunger?

Fuck you and the turtles!

It's been two days without food!

And with General Mongo
that has never happened! Never!

Because perhaps,
by giving you food,

he'd deceive you better.

Not me.

You too, instead.

It's not true!

What do you mean?

Ask him.

- Talk.
- Even in Sweden, we say please.

In any case,
I don't do favors to ball busters.

Then I'll force you to do it!
Understand?

Guys, please!

If you have to fight, do it right.

Drink. Drink.

Here you go.

The professor.

He left. Shit.

Where are the other two?

They're busy
digesting Marshal.

It's true.

They grilled him
and ate him.

Where's Professor Xantos?

So, Professor, are you
gonna tell me where those two are?

Even if I knew it,
I would never tell you.

Very good.

Colonel, this man is wanted by his
government and by mine.

He's guilty of murder,
thievery, rebellion,

sedition, and betrayal.

I demand he
be immediately executed.

There she is.

Now I'll die happy.

I know you don't approve of this.

Even Xantos wouldn't approve it.

He taught us that nothing
can justify the killing of a man.

They didn't want to speak
and you know why?

Because they are the ones
who killed our leader.

And now they have to pay
with their lives.

Come on, give the order to shoot.

No. It's your decision
and you will give the order.

Compañeros,
get ready to shoot.

Listen,

will you tell me why you gave me
the dollar before dying?

Why don't you want
to save yourself?

You tell me, Vasco.
Where is Xantos?

I'll tell you,
but put those rifles down.

Ah!

Here's another one.

Compañeros,
we are on the right track.

Here. Make it a hair tie
for when your hair grows back.

You keep it
to make a soup.

Hey, Swede.

Listen, what do turtles
have to do with the professor?

Do you know the fable
of Tom Thumb?

He used to leave a trace
so that he could be found.

The professor did the same.

In the name of the
Mexican Republic,

and in virtue of the powers granted
to me by the President Porfirio Diaz,

Professor Vitaliano Xantos,

guilty of murder, thievery,
sedition, and betrayal,

is sentenced to death
by a firing squad.

The sentence
will be executed immediately.

You may proceed, Captain.

Platoon.
One step ahead.

Load!

Ready?

Aim!

Penguin!

Those soldiers you killed to save me

were human beings.

Killing a human being,
although our enemy,

is a crime.

Isn't this what I've always
taught you?

Answer!

What should we have done?
Let them kill you?

My ideals don't fear death.

Nor do they need rifle to triumph.

Guys,

don't you ever forget
this principle.

Fighting for the right ideal,

you can win even
without violence.

- The other ones are armed, though.
- When they killed us all,

even our ideals,
Professor, will be dead.

This way our revolution
will never triumph!

Look. Rifles, guns,
knives, ammunition!

What is the difference
between them and yourselves?

Between you and the ones
we fight?

For our battle, words are not
necessary anymore, Professor.

We shall respond to violence
with violence.

To think of it in a different
way is for cowards.

Forgive me.

Evidently I'm too old

and you are too young.

It's also possible that your
way of thinking

is more in tune
with our current times...

but it sickens
my human conscience.

Professor...

Do you remember?

Wait, you kept it all this time?

Close to me.
To remember you.

I really don't understand you.

You don't like me, right?

I don't like bandits.

Good, General.

Good. One more.

Move!

Come on, Xantist!
Work those muscles!

If you can get that rifle

before I shoot you in the back,

you'll have the honor to fight
personally with the great General Mongo!

Let's see what you can do.

He'll end up
just like anybody else, General.

It's a cruel game
that doesn't get you anywhere.

You have a sweet heart,

wooden hand.

You can call me Mister.
I kind of prefer it.

Can you teach me a funnier way
to execute them, Mister?

No, but definitely a more
profitable way.

You wait for Xantos,

but the ones you sent
to get him betrayed you.

- You are lying.
- John never lies.

Especially on serious stuff.

Yod and Vasco
will never bring you Xantos,

those guys will.

I don't see how.

You know where his shelter is.

Send someone there to let him know

that you'll hang them all if he doesn't
come here, spontaneously.

Quite ingenious.
It could work.

But...

what is your interest
in all this?

Personal matters.

And... $10,000.

You know,
we must think of retirement.

So, Professor,

shall we make a deal?

You give me all the content
of the San Bernardino safe

and I'll get on your side.

My absolute lack of scruples

could be very useful
to your cause.

All right.

If that's all you're asking.

Our leader, General Mongo,
is sending us here to let you know

that 20 of your men
are our prisoners.

And that if tomorrow
Professor Xantos

doesn't show up
spontaneously,

they'll be hung.
Understand?

Amigos.

There's time till tomorrow,

for now put the guns down
and work on your soul.

They told us that you were
a bastard traitor,

you and that pig of a Swede.

Vasco...

put those guns down.

Those men are bringing
the white flag.

Professor...

you don't know,
but with that white flag,

Mongo and I tricked hundreds.

Now it's different.

You're not a bandit anymore.

Tell Mongo that I will be there.

Good, Professor,
we'll wait for you.

Adiós!

Don't go, Professor,
they'll kill you.

Don't you worry.

I'll talk to Mongo

and I'll try to convince him.
I know what he wants from me.

We'll come with you.
Maybe without weapons.

No. It would be a mistake.

A big mistake.

And possibly a useless massacre.

I want your word

that none of you will follow me.

It's your old professor
asking you to obey him

for the last time.

You have our word.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Guys...

are you really
letting him go alone?

He's old, poor guy.

They'll kill him.

We shall honor our word.

You don't go because
you gave your word?

Yes.

You know what?

I don't have honor.

Wooden-hand was right, General.

Vasco and the Swede
betrayed us.

- What about Xantos?
- He's coming, Your Excellence.

Alone?

Yes, alone, General.

Look, Xantos is coming.

I'll take care of this.
General Mongo!

- Vasco!
- The professor wants to talk to you!

Are you hurt?

No. The dollar saved me.

You bastard!

- He's all yours.
- No.

No. No.

Don't kill me.

I didn't do anything wrong.

You know that I've always
been your friend.

You know it, Vasco.

And you too, Swede.

Believe me, I don't care
about the revolution.

I just wanted to make
some money,

but instead it didn't go that way.

Now I'm done.
Look at me, I'm pathetic.

Don't shoot. Here.

Here are my weapons.

You can't kill me.

You can't kill a man
with no weapon.

I'm scared.
No, I don't want to die.

Vasco! Yod.

Let him go.

There has been enough death
in San Bernardino.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.
Thank you, Professor.

Careful!

Viva the revolution!

Viva Xantos!
Viva the revolution!

The combination
to the safe, Professor.

Viva Mexico.

Viva Mexico.

Mexico.

The land, the wheat, the work.

It wasn't a trick.

Those are our riches.

If you'll stay with us,
you'll have your share.

Lola.

What's happening?

First, we must get married.

All right, I'll marry you.

There's no priest.

He's more important
than a priest.

And I don't have a veil.
You need a veil to get married.

I'll find a veil.

Here.

- So?
- Let's kneel.

Do you, Vasco--

what is your real name?

Modesto Servando
lrureta Goyena.

Do you, Modesto Servando
lrureta Goyena...

Known as Vasco.

...known as Vasco,

take me as wife

and live with me all your life?

Yes.

Swear it on San Bernardino.

I swear it on San Bernardino.

Penguin...

I'm sorry,

but I can't let you take that.
It's too important to us.

I'm sorry as well, compañero.

But I've never left a place
empty handed.

- One shot.
- One shot.

When Lola rings the bell.

All right.

Listen,

at this point,

you could tell me
why you gave me the dollar.

I promised myself that once
I arrived in San Bernardino,

I would give a dollar
to the first asshole I met.

I met you, compañero.

It's not over yet.

I have three more shots

in my rifle.

Three. Just like you.

And this time...

I won't miss you.

- I swear.
- But now we're four.

Don't you dare, American.

I've never killed anyone.

But this time I will do it

if you don't drop that rifle.

Professor!

On the ground!

Professor.

It wasn't loaded.

Professor Xantos!

Professor Xantos!

The soldiers are coming!

The soldiers are coming!
There are many!

Professor...

Professor.

Penguin!

What are you doing?
Are you really leaving now?

With all those soldiers
arriving, someone like you

should help us fight them.

With what?

With the weapons that blew up,

or with the ideals of those kids?

Why not?

Stay with us, compañero.

You'll see that we can win
with ideals too.

We'll make it together.

It's possible.

But if I stayed,

I would have
to take that dollar back.

Compañeros!

Come and kill, compañeros!