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Thank you.

Put this on.

What will you wear?

I have this.

Are you from Caracas?

Why do you ask?

I thought you might have seen something of the revolution.

Yesterday we heard that the rebels were attacking the town and assassinating

many government officials.

Fascinating doesn't seem like quite the right word.

It's too dignified.

They shoot them in their beds, and then they burn their houses down.

We saw the glow in the sky.

It seemed as if the whole horizon caught fire.

If you're running away, you're looking for reference.

No, I'm not running away, Father. Yesterday I was, but today I'm not.

Today, I know exactly where I'm going and what I have to do, and then I'll be

back.

Now see me again.

Good afternoon, sir.

Good afternoon.

Come in, come in, sir. Don Poncho at your service.

You're from Caracas, aren't you? I could smell the city on you. What news of the

revolution?

I'd like to go into the interior.

Certainly you do. I didn't think you wanted to settle down in Manipuri.

Oh, my wife, sir.

Not beautiful, perhaps, but serviceable.

How much are these?

Patience, patience. You'll need much more than a poncho, I'll tell you.

What's all this? A barter.

Barter with whom?

The Indians.

That is, the corruptible ones.

What can I buy from them with this? Oh, many things. Guidance, food, shelter.

A momentary reprieve from the head shrinker's primitive art.

And, uh, what happens if I run out?

Then you have nothing to tempt them with but your own courage.

Courage? They, uh, they find that tempting, do they?

They worship courage.

They judge a man by his staying powers.

To stand as motionless as bronze.

To sit or lie still for half a day.

To endure pain without wincing.

To pour words out of your mouth like water without taking a breath or

over a word.

To do this is to prove yourself a man.

I suppose I can hire a guide over there with a canoes arm.

Yes, but you'll need a map.

Not elegant, perhaps, Miati, but serviceable like my wife.

Miati!

We found this on the body of an impetuous political refugee who was

enough to listen to the natives chatter about gold and a lost village.

Tobacco?

We shall never know whether he saw the gold or the village. It was his head he

lost, poor fellow.

That reminds me, I need a razor.

Oh, razor, tobacco, soap, some dried beef till

you've shot your first wild pig.

How much do I owe you?

How much have you got?

Not enough.

It's all I've got.

It's terribly embarrassing, but I've noticed my wife's admiring the buttons

your jacket. They are silver, aren't they?

Anything else? Go with God.

The man with the map, where was his body found?

On the bank of the Kuyuni River. It's marked on the map.

You felt the gold was around there someplace?

He was sure of it.

What is it? Why are we stopping?

No,

what are you afraid of? A few red feathers?

Lucky for me, you happen to be here.

Where is it?

It's just presents.

Presents for everybody.

Thank

you.

I only wanted to open that because I got some presents for you.

I've got some beads.

Look, it's just some presents.

Well,

what do we do now?

I'm here as a friend.

Do you understand?

Friend.

Look,

I hope you're not going to kill me because I'm not quite ready to die just

I've got too much to do.

You don't understand anything I'm saying, do you?

I'm saying that I've got to live.

I've got to outwit you so I can live, so I can find the source of that gold

you're wearing around your neck.

I'm told you admire courage and fortitude.

Well, I'm going to try to impress you with mine.

I'm not going to move from this spot.

I'm going to stand right here and pour words out of my mouth until one of us

drops from exhaustion.

Anything that comes to my mind, the story of my life, if you like.

If you could understand it, you'd know why I need this gold so badly.

My name is Abel.

I was born in the city of Caracas in the year 1872, the son of the Minister of

War. Correction, the late Minister of War.

He was killed by a pack of savages.

Not your kind, civilized ones with uniforms and honorable names.

He was betrayed in the parliament, in the ministry.

Even on his own staff, there were traitors.

I know who they are.

That's what keeps me standing here.

I can endure anything if I know I can see them again just one more time.

He said that revenge is very expensive.

It'll take a lot of gold to buy the kind of revenge I want.

But the sun's going down.

I've outlasted the sun.

I've outlasted the flies.

I've even outlasted your foul odor.

Right now, I'd trade my immortal soul for one taste of cold

water.

Don't look at it.

I'm not hungry.

Don't think about it. Think of something else.

I'm all right.

I'm all right.

I'm still on my feet.

I'm still talking.

Never give up.

Never.

Until I've shown I'm stronger than you are.

You are not stronger, but you are brave.

Understand me.

I am eight year with missionary when small.

Your people aren't going to kill me.

Only if my father say.

Your father?

Father Chief.

His name called Rooney.

Well, tell him I'm a friend.

Here.

Do you know what this is?

Give this to Rooney.

Tell him.

Tell him that this white man is his friend.

Tell him I would like to stay here and hunt with him.

My brother has trust with you.

If you do no harm to us, we do none to you.

That's fair enough.

that belongs to your tribe.

What the eye can see.

Must be very rich.

All this land.

Gold.

We have no gold.

Only Rooney has gold.

You mean there's no gold around here anywhere?

And what about Rooney's necklace? Where did that come from?

Only Rooney know.

Is that where you hunt?

That green forest over there?

No.

Why not?

Looks like a perfect place.

Rooney forbid it.

Rooney does?

I wonder why.

Rooney forbid it. It is enough.

Rooney, you old pirate.

What are you hiding over there?

Who is it?

Who is it?

Was

that

you?

That's not very funny All

right,

how long do I have to stand here like this am I a prisoner My

father wishes you to know of his son My

brother. All right.

He is older son, favorite of my father.

He goes one time into forest to hunt bird for eating.

When he sent arrow into air, the daughter of Didi catches it in hand,

sends it back into his heart.

He's dead.

Quaker, you're educated by missionaries. You know that Christians don't believe

in... My father believed you have magic so that evil spirits cannot harm you.

He calls you bravest of warrior.

He called you...

What's he saying?

Draw your weapon. What? Draw gun.

What does he want?

Tomorrow. Return to forest.

Kill daughter of Didi.

Kill! Kill!

Who I've got to talk to you I Have to warn you you're

in great danger

Cross me.

Gonna die?

Oh, God, help me.

Help me.

Keep them.

I owe you that for saving my life.

No, not Newflow, my granddaughter, Rima.

This child, who cannot stand the sight of blood, drove your own dagger into the

flesh of your leg, sucked the snake's venom out of your veins.

Oh, she looks gentle, but let me tell you, she can be fierce.

See how she sits, guarding your possessions.

Begrudging her poor old grandfather.

I'm busy with your precious tobacco.

Please help yourself.

Bless you.

May the god of bad habits bless you. I want to thank you.

Won't you come closer?

Please.

It's raining.

For two days and two nights.

Is it all right?

You mean for her?

The rain is her friend.

Everything in nature is a friend to that child.

How very kind you are.

A gentleman, I believe.

Yeah.

You know, your accent provokes me to ask what you're doing here in this

wilderness, so far from the city of Caracas.

I came to warn the girl of her danger.

What danger?

Oh, you mean those murderous, thieving little savages who make their camp

the savannah?

I take it you don't love your neighbor. I know them, sir.

How should I love them? They would gladly burn this hut to the ground and

me, my poor little grandchild.

Then why do you stay here?

If you know she's in danger, why don't you leave this place?

This place is our protection.

They're afraid to enter here.

And you know what they're afraid of?

That child.

How long do you think you can depend on this fear of theirs?

Don't you suppose they'll find some way to get at her sooner or later?

Why did you really come here?

Why did you?

Wait wait, I want to I want to talk to you

I Can't keep up with you

I'm too tired to follow you around

anymore Leg

hurts

I really am in pain.

I think you're two different people.

Back there, you're like a little gray mouse.

You move around the hut without a sound, spinning and making bread, but out here

in the wood... Who are you?

You don't have to do that. It doesn't really hurt. I only said that so you'd

come to me.

Please don't go.

Stay with me a while, won't you?

Is Nuflo really your grandfather?

Where is your mother?

Mother is dead.

Her body is in the earth and turned to dust.

Like that.

Her soul is up there with the stars and angels, our grandfather said.

But I know that she's here with me.

So near that I talk to her.

You talk to your mother?

I tell her everything.

In the daytime in the woods, I point things out to her.

At night when I lie down, I say, it's time to go to sleep, Mother.

Do not be afraid. I'm holding you.

You speak to your father, don't you?

My father?

When you were sick, you said words in your sleep.

I sat in the dark listening.

What did I say?

You said, Father, I love you.

You said it twice, I love you.

Anything else?

Another time you cried the house.

Tears came out of your clothes.

Did I frighten you?

Yes.

I prayed for you.

I prayed to that little picture of the man with his heart on the outside and

light all around it.

Do you believe in him, Rima?

There I do.

Out here.

I believe in everything.

Every leaf, every flower.

Birds. The air.

Just a feeling that I have I cannot explain.

Huh? He limps.

The way our friend used to when he first arrived.

As soon as his leg bends, he'll be leaving us.

Rema!

Look.

I still can't walk on it too well.

What is it?

It's called the Hatha flower.

It blooms with the space of a moon and then disappears.

Yet it never dies.

At that very moment, it blooms again in another place, in another part of the

forest.

If you look in this place tomorrow and it is gone,

you must not be sad, because you know it still exists not very far away.

That's a beautiful legend.

Legend?

A legend is a story that is handed down from generation to generation until

people come to believe it.

You do not believe it.

You do not believe anything, do you?

and believe in what I have to do.

They say that love is a fragile thing,

a linnet's wing.

a magic ring made of gold.

They say that love is a bird in flight,

a gleam of light, a star too bright

to behold.

Tell me.

Tell me, O child of the moon.

Is it as they say?

Must love slip away too soon?

Tell me.

of June speaking with her eyes

softly she replied

I know

a place where green mansions are

as near or far as any

We stop.

of love.

Won't you get that ready?

The shuttle?

My grandfather made it for me.

I cried all night once because he wouldn't tell me about my mother.

He gave me this.

Where does the old man go when he goes on his walks? Do you know?

I do not know. I never follow him.

That are you.

What is it?

It's gold.

Caught you.

They followed me.

Trailed me through the forest like a bloodhound.

All right. You caught me eating meat.

You know the child's concerned for animals.

I come here says I won't offend her.

I'm an old man.

I need red meat to keep my strength up so that I can look after my poor

grandchild.

I suppose now you'll tell her. That depends on how much you tell me.

You're well enough to leave.

Get out! Leave us alone!

Go back to your thieving savages. I'm sure they're waiting for you.

Hmm?

Forget it, my friend.

I know you're there.

Would you mind telling me how you got here?

That house you spoke of in your sleep, did you live there?

Yes. When you said that word, I remembered something.

I remembered I lived in a house once.

It wasn't anything like our hut in the forest.

There was a road with houses on both sides and trees, many trees.

And there was a church.

With a bell with a beautiful sound.

And when it would ring, my mother would take my hand and we would walk there

together.

What was the name of this place, Raymond?

I do not remember.

I have asked my grandfather, but he will not tell me.

He says he has forgotten.

Your grandfather's getting old, Raymond.

What will you do when he goes away to join your mother?

You are with me?

Well, when I go away, then, this is not my home.

I come from far away.

no lovely little thing.

Not half as lovely as you, Rima.

When I look at that hummingbird, I see you.

Standing still in the sunlight and slipping away like a shadow.

You are like all the beautiful things in this wood.

The flower, the butterfly.

The birds singing far away in the shadows of the trees.

Soft green leaves.

When I look at Rima, I see them all.

Is it you?

Oh, Mother.

Hear me.

Hear me, your child.

It's about the young man who came to our forest.

When this man Abel had been for some time with us, a strange thing happened.

I was no longer Rima, although Rima still.

In the small pool, my reflection gazed back at me in the same way, but inside I

was different.

First it came from his eyes looking into mine and filling me as the lightning

fills the clouds at sunset.

Then it no longer came from his eyes only.

Whenever I would see him, even from a distance, when I heard his voice and...

Most of all, when he touched my forehead with his lips.

When he is out of sight, I cannot rest until I see him again. Yet when I do...

I tremble in his presence.

Mother, take my hand.

Lead me safely to our home, to our people, to the oldest and wisest woman

village.

For I must ask her who I am, what it is I am seeking,

and the meaning of this strange and wondrous feeling.

It has driven all peace and quietness.

From my heart.

Look.

Wait till I catch my breath. The air is so thin up here.

You see those mountains?

They're called the Bahamas.

The waterfall is Kytur in the river Guaypero.

It comes out from those hills over there.

That's the part we can see from up here.

But the world is larger than that, isn't it? Oh, yes, much larger.

You can only see a very small portion of it from one spot.

Do you know it all, all the world?

No, it's much too large.

Then tell me what you know.

What's over there and there?

A wilderness.

A blank on the map.

The Indians call it Riolama.

They say it's the wildest country north of the Amazon.

There are savage animals there in diseased swamps.

Riolama.

Riolama, that's the name of the village?

Your mother's village?

Are you sure?

I remember now.

There is where I was born.

It is my name, too.

Rima?

No, not Rima.

Rio Lama.

It was long to say, so they called me Rima.

He knew it all the time, that old man.

He knew the village was near and we could go there.

It's further than it looks, Rima.

Twice as far would have seemed only little way to me.

He knew that.

He's been lying to me all these years.

Traitor! Traitor!

Nuflo?

Nuflo?

What are you doing in there?

I curse on you.

curse and the snake that bit you and lacked the venom to kill you.

You've stolen the child's heart from me.

Turned her into a demon to persecute me.

You thought to escape me to hide yourself in the forest.

Dreamer, child, have mercy. I can't go with you to Riolama. I'm too old.

It's too dangerous. Tell her I can't go. You lie!

Just as you lied about Riolama.

But now that I know the truth, you will take me to my mother's people. No, no,

no. No, I would die. I would die of the hardship. Let me die here where I've

lived. At least let me die in a place I know. So now you want to kill yourself.

Wait first till you hear what will happen to you after death.

Oh, mother, listen to me. This old man has deceived me cruelly. No, it's not

true. I love her.

Now he threatens to kill himself.

No. I want you to watch for his coming.

He's a sly old man with a white beard and a wrinkled brown face who will try

clip an unobserved.

Point him out to the angels. Tell them, this is Nuflo, the old man who lied to

Rima. Take him and singe his wings with fire so that he cannot escape my fire.

Don't listen to her. Shut him up in a dark cave forever and ever.

Rima, please.

Take it back. Tell her you didn't mean it. I'll do whatever you say.

I'll... Take you wherever you want, only please take it back.

Please.

Very well, I forgive you.

But now take me to Riolana. No.

You haven't told her.

If I should die in the way, what will become of my soul?

Oh, Mother, hear me, for I have something fresh to say.

Grandfather asked my forgiveness and promised to take me to our village.

Therefore, should he die on the way, instruct the angel to let him in and to

hold nothing against him.

Why did you lie about Rialan?

What are you hiding?

You'd like to come with us, wouldn't you?

You're curious about that village.

You think you'll find the gold you've been searching for?

Well, you're wrong, my young adventurer.

You won't find what you're looking for.

Neither will she.

Nevertheless, you're going to take her.

She's in danger and she wants to go. If you love her, you'll do this for her.

What do you know of love? I tell you the child is in far greater danger from you

than from the Indians.

You've robbed her of her happiness, destroyed her peace of mind. What more

you want of her?

Get out!

Get out!

Before you destroy her completely.

Hello, Quarko.

My father wait for you.

Many days he wait.

Tell him I entered the Forbidden Forest and I faced the evil spirit just the way

he wanted me to.

How about Diddy?

I couldn't. I was bitten by a coral snake on the first day.

Bite of coral snake kill.

Exactly. She brought me back to life.

How could I kill anyone with a power like that?

What did you tell him? You lied to him. You lie. You lie about girl and forest.

No, it's true.

The only reason she let me come out of there alive was to warn you that you

never enter her forest again.

My father has trust for you no more. You are not brave.

Tonight I prove I am brave.

I am one to rid forest of spirit.

Night.

Good courage in test of Marrakech.

Ants, wasps, wipe my flesh. I make no cry.

Tomorrow, I go into Faro. I kill the order of Didi. You crazy if you've

forgotten your own brother, the way she turned his arrow against him?

You killed him, didn't you?

He was the favorite. You killed your brother and blamed it on her.

Rooney, listen to me. Kwako murdered your son.

You've got to understand.

Kwako, uh, Kwako Kapok.

Kwako... I'm warning

you, Kwako.

Kwako, don't harm the girl.

Have you forgotten your Bible lessons, King Judas?

Swift silence into forest kill kill daughter of water spirit kill birds and

like woman

You can stop suffering. It's not Rema.

I thought we were rid of you. Pack whatever you need. We're going to

realignment. Oh, no, I can't. I'm sick.

I'll never make it. Oh, yes, you will. Oh, no. Stop whining and get on your

feet. I don't know what you're afraid of, but I'm taking Rema to realignment.

You're coming along to show us the way. You're wasting your time.

I tell you, there's no gold in that village.

Do you think I care about gold when her life is in danger?

Listen, I've just been with the Indians. They're coming into the forest to hunt

her, and I'm going to take her out of here.

Indians? You can either come with us and save your worthless neck or stay here

and welcome them. Take your choice.

Indians.

Hurry, get it.

Hurry up.

Here.

Come on, Golosso.

Come on. Come on, Golosso.

Hurry, Reba, hurry.

He has no skull.

Headhunters will all be killed.

May have been here for years.

You think so?

Look at those ants.

They look like they've just finished dining.

We can't go any further, or we'll be murdered.

Let's circle back and find a way out to Manapouri. We must go.

Grab the dog. Keep his mouth shut.

Quiet, Carlos! Quiet!

Grab him! Grab him! Stop his barking!

you

Colossal.

I've been here before.

Oh, no, you only imagine it.

No, I have.

There's a cave up there where those trees are.

Where are we?

I tell you, I don't know. I'm lost.

i'll cut some wood and build a fire this looks like a good place to spend the

night no

Wake up. It's almost dawn.

You were talking in your sleep.

Where is she?

Where is she gone? Answer me.

She's gone down below.

She went to look for the village.

Yes. Will she find it?

If she goes around to the other side of the mountain, she will.

It lies at the foot of the cliff.

Why didn't you tell her? I couldn't. She'd make me take her there. I can't go

back to that village.

Promise you'll help me. Don't let her force me to enter the village. Why not?

I can't tell you. Then I can't help you.

She recognized.

The very air.

She even remembered the cave.

Was she here before?

I brought her here.

She was only four years old.

When I was a young man, I fell in with bad companions.

By the time I was 40, I had sunk to...

ranging the countryside with a gang of ruffians. Oh, I flattered myself. I was

the least offensive of the lot. I never killed anyone.

Never stole, except to live.

Did you steal the gold from Riolano?

It was to be simple theft and flight.

It was a massacre.

They killed.

They killed and pillaged and raped.

On the trail, I stumbled across a woman. She'd been wounded.

With her was a child.

A little girl.

I brought them up here to tend her wound.

She died in my arms, where I'm sitting now.

She died blessing me.

That faintly woman.

I swore to her I'd look after her little girl.

I kept my promise.

I've paid for my part in that nightmare I... I can't go back to the village.

You will go to the village.

You will face them.

They will punish you for what you did to her.

Mother.

Mother. I was against it.

Child, I tried to stop them.

I do not believe you. You are lying again.

I tried to help you, Mother. I swear it.

Mother, you died here.

In this cave.

Prima, child, please listen. In this lonely place.

Prima. Touch me.

I cannot bear it.

I cannot bear to look at you.

I'll never live with you again. Never!

Keep this around you.

I'll go after her.

It'll be all right.

No.

Mother? Mother?

Rima, you've come back to me.

A shadow has gone from your eyes.

And they're looking at me with love.

When you prayed to your mother in the wood, opening all the secrets of your

heart, I understood.

I was searching for something, too.

I came here in hate and anger, searching for revenge.

Instead, I found love.

The people are lost, but I'm here.

And I know what you feel, even if you have no words to tell it.

I do have words to tell it.

And I wish to speak them.

It is love I feel.

I know it now.

But in the forest, I was like the hummingbird we saw together.

Darting here and there, never quiet.

Trying to instill a tumult in my heart.

That is why I longed to come to Riolama.

To find someone who might help me understand this strange and wonderful

confusion.

How sweet it is to love.

To wake and find myself in your arms.

Your dear eyes looking into mine.

What peace.

Now you're happy, Rima.

Now there is no more fear.

No.

Not now that you are with me.

I'll always be with you you'll never be alone again

Grandfather

where is he?

He's gone, Raymond.

I drove him away.

I hurt him so.

I must find him and tell him.

We'll look for him as soon as it's light.

Poor grandfather.

He lived only for me.

Now he's lost me.

Not because of Mother.

Reema?

Reema!

Child, you came back.

Yes.

I'm going to take care of you.

I'm so ashamed.

I love you.

I love you.

The gold is for you.

But, child, listen.

I think your mother's near.

She must not think badly of me.

Tell her I kept my promise.

Tell her I...

Rima? Rima?

She is dead.

You're lying.

The old man, too.

I don't believe you.

We burned her alive.

We burned her in Great Tree.

Her evil spirit go with smoke.

Nothing left of her but ashes.

Reba. She is dead.

Reba!

Oh.

Reema.

No.

You do not believe in anything, do you?

Why do you kill me in your mind?

Why do you bury me in your heart?

It is called the Hatha flower.

It blooms for the space of a moon and then disappears.

Yet it never dies.

At that very moment, it blooms again in another place, in another part of the

forest.

If you look in this place tomorrow and it is gone, you must not be sad.

Because you know it still exists, not very far away.

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