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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 the rebels were sacking the town

and assassinating many government officials.

Assassinating 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 had caught fire.

If you're running away, if you're looking for refuge...

No, I'm not running away, Father.

Yesterday I was, but today I'm not.

Today, I know where I'm going and what I must do.

And then I'll be back.

They'll see me again.

Good afternoon, Sir. Good afternoon.

Come in, come in, Sir. Don Panta 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 wives, Sir.

Not beautiful, perhaps, but serviceable.

How much are these? Patience, patience.

You will need much more than a poncho out there.

What's all this? For barter.

Barter with whom? The Indians.

That is, the corruptible ones.

What could I buy with this? Oh, many things.

Guidance, food, shelter.

A momentary reprieve from the headshrinker's primitive art.

And what happens if I run out?

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

Courage? They, uh, 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 stumbling over a word.

To do this is to prove yourself a man.

I suppose I can hire a guide over there where the canoes are.

Yes, but you'll need a map.

Not elegant, perhaps.

But serviceable, like my wives.

We found this on the body of an impetuous political refugee

who was foolish enough to listen to the natives

chatter about gold and a lost village. Tobacco?

We'll never know whether he saw the gold or the village.

It was his head he lost, poor fellow.

That reminds me. I'll need a razor.

Hmm, 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.

Ah, it's terribly embarrassing, but I've noticed

my wives admiring the buttons on 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 Cuyuni River. It's marked on the map.

He 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?

Come on back here.

Lucky for me you happened to be here.

Or 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 and some--

It's just some presents, that's all.

Well, what we do now?

I am here as a friend, do you understand?

Friend.

I hope you're not gonna kill me

because I'm not ready to die yet. 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 find the source of that gold

you're wearing around your neck.

I'm told you admire courage and fortitude.

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

I'm not gonna move from this spot.

I'm gonna stand here and pour words until one of us drops.

Anything that comes to mind. Story of my life, if you'd like.

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

My name is Abel. Abel Guevez de Argensola.

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 will take a lot of gold

to buy the kind of revenge I want.

But the sun's going down and I've outlasted the sun.

I've outlasted the flies.

I've even-- I've even outlasted your foul odor.

Right now, I'd--

I'd trade my immortal soul for one taste of cold water.

But don't look at it.

I'm not hungry.

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

I'm alright. I'm alright.

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.

You understand me?

I am eight year with missionary when small.

Your people

aren't gonna kill me?

Only if my father say.

Your father? Father, chief.

His name called Runi.

Well, tell him I'm a friend.

Here.

Do you know what this is?

Give this to Runi. Tell him--

Tell him that this white man is his friend.

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

My father has trust for you.

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

That's fair enough.

How much of this belongs to your tribe?

What the eye can see.

You must be very rich, all this land

and gold.

We have no gold. Only Runi has gold.

You mean there's no gold around here anywhere?

What about Runi's necklace?

Where did that come from? Only Runi know.

Is that where you hunt? That green forest over there?

No. Well, why not?

It looks like a perfect place.

Runi forbid it. Runi does?

I wonder why?

Runi forbid it. It is enough.

Runi, you old pirate,

what are you hiding over there?

Who is it?

Who is it?

Was that you?

That's not very funny, you know.

Alright, 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. Alright.

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

and sends it back into his heart.

He's dead.

Kua-Ko, you were educated by missionaries.

Christians don't believe in--

My father believe you have magic,

so that evil spirits cannot harm you.

He calls you bravest of warrior.

He call you

his son.

What's he saying? Draw your weapon.

What? Draw gun.

What does he want? Tomorrow, return to forest,

kill daughter of Didi.

Kill. Kill.

I've got to talk to you.

I've-- I have to warn you. You're in great danger.

Oh, my God.

Coral snake.

I'm gonna die.

Oh, God, help me. Help me.

The dead man is alive again.

How long have I been here?

A young man's first fear, "What have I missed?"

You have escaped two days of life...

have missed nothing.

But I'd have been sorry to see you die.

Sorry, but not inconsolable. Your boots are a perfect fit.

Keep them.

I owe you that for saving my life.

Oh, no, not Nuflo, 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.

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

See how she sits, guarding your possessions.

Begrudging her poor, old grandfather

a bit of your precious tobacco.

Please, help yourself.

Bless you.

May the god of bad habits bless you.

I wanna thank you.

Won't you come closer? Please?

It's raining. For two days and two nights.

Is it alright? 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.

Yes.

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 across 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 murder me and my poor little grandchild.

Then why do you stay here?

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

This place is our protection.

They're afraid to enter here.

And do you know what they're afraid of?

That child.

How long can you 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 wanna-- I wanna talk to you.

I can't keep up with you.

I'm too tired to follow you around anymore.

My 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 that hut without a sound,

spinning and making bread, but--

But out here in the wood...

who are you?

You don't have to do that. It doesn't hurt.

I only said that, so you'd come to me.

No, please, don't go.

Stay with me a while, won't you?

Is Nuflo really your grandfather?

Where is your mother?

My mother is dead.

Her body is in the earth and turned to dust.

Like that.

Her soul is up there where the stars and angels are,

grandfather says.

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."

The house.

Tears came out of your closed eyes.

Did I frighten you? Yes.

I prayed for you.

To that picture of the man with his heart on the outside

and the light all around it.

And do you believe in him, Rima?

In 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.

He limps.

The way our friend used to when he first arrived.

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

Rima?

Look.

I still can't walk on it too well.

What is it?

It's called the Hata flower.

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

Yet it never dies.

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?

I 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 ♪

♪ Tell me Oh, child of the moon ♪

♪ Is it as they say? ♪

♪ Must love slip away Too soon? ♪

♪ Tell me ♪

♪ Rima ♪

♪ Where are The meadows of June? ♪

♪ Speaking with her eyes ♪

♪ Softly she replies ♪

♪ I know a place ♪

♪ Were green mansions are ♪

♪ As near or far ♪

♪ As any star up above ♪

♪ And in this land Of eternal spring ♪

♪ Where hummingbirds Can learn to sing ♪

♪ Green grow ♪

♪ The mansions of love ♪

Where'd you get that, Rima? 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?

I do not know. I never follow him.

Can I--?

What is it? It's gold.

I've caught you.

So you followed me, huh?

Trailed me through the forest like a bloodhound.

Alright, you caught me eating meat.

You know the child's concern for animals.

I come here, so I won't offend her.

I'm an old man.

I need red meat to keep my strength up

so that I could 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, Rima?

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, Rima.

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

You are with me.

Well, when I go away, then.

But this is not my home.

I come from far away.

Look.

Go on, oh, 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,

the soft, green leaves.

When I look at Rima, I see them all.

Is it you?

Is it?

Oh, Mother.

Hear me. Hear Rima, your child.

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

When 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.

At 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-- and most of all

when he touched my forehead with his lips.

When he is out of sight, I can't 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 in the village,

for I must ask her who I am,

what it is I am seeking.

And the meaning of this strange and wondrous feeling

that 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 Vahanas.

The waterfall is Kaieteur and the river Guaypero.

It comes out of those hills over there.

That's as far as we can see from up here.

The world is larger than that, isn't it?

Oh, yes, much larger.

You can only see a 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's savage animals there and 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.

Riolama.

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 a little way to me.

He knew that.

He's been lying to me all these years.

You knew. You knew and you lied.

Traitor.

Traitor.

Nuflo?

Nuflo?

Stay back. What are you doing in there?

My curse on you.

My curse on 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.

Rima, 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.

I now know the truth, 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. 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 face

who will try to slip in 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 by flying.

Don't listen to her.

Then 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 Riolama. No!

You haven't told her

if I should die on the way, what will become of my soul.

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

Grandfather's asked my forgiveness

and promised to take me to our village.

Therefore, should he die on the way,

instruct the angels to let him in

and to hold nothing against him.

Why did you lie about Riolama?

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 gonna take her.

She's in danger and she wants to go.

If you love her, you'll do this. Love.

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 do you want of her?

Get out!

Get out...

before you destroy her completely.

Hello, Kua-Ko.

My father wait for you.

Many day he wait.

You kill Didi?

Tell him, uh--

Tell him I entered the forbidden forest

and I faced the evil spirit, just the way he wanted me to.

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

Bite of coral snake kill.

Exactly. She-- She brought me back to life.

And how could I kill anyone with a power like that?

What did you tell him? You lied.

You lie. You lie about girl in forest.

No, it's true. The only reason she let me come out of there

alive was to warn you, you must 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.

Tonight, prove courage and test of Marake.

KUA-KO: Ants, wasps bite my flesh. I make no cry.

Tomorrow, I go into forest. I kill daughter of Didi.

Have you 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.

Runi, listen to me. Kua-Ko murdered your son.

You've got to understand.

Kua-Ko, uh-- Kua-Ko "kapok." Kua-Ko...

I'm warning you, Kua-Ko. Kua-Ko, don't harm the girl.

Have you forgotten your Bible lessons? Cain? Judas?

At dawn, I go like quick cat.

Like quick, fierce, hunting leopard.

Like sly monkey.

Swift, silent, into forest.

Kill, kill daughter of water spirit.

Kill bird that walked like woman.

Fire, fire kill evil spirit.

Fire.

You can stop suffering, it's not Rima.

I thought we were rid of you.

Pack whatever you need. We're going to Riolama.

No, no, I can't. I'm sick.

I'll never make it. Oh, yes, you will.

No, no, no. Stop whining, get on your feet.

I'm taking Rima to Riolama and 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?

I've just been with the Indians.

They're coming into the forest to hunt her.

Indians? You can either come with us

and save your worthless neck or stay here and welcome them.

Take your choice.

Indians.

Hurry. Get in.

Hurry up. Here.

Come on, Goroso. Come on. Come on, Goroso.

Hurry, Rima, hurry.

He has no skull.

Headhunters. We'll all be killed.

It 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 Manipuri.

We must go.

Listen.

Shh.

Grab the dog. Keep his mouth shut.

Quiet, Goroso. Quiet.

Grab him. Grab him. Stop his barking.

Grandfather!

Goroso.

Come on.

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 for fire.

Looks like a good place to spend the night.

No.

No.

No.

Wake up. It's almost dawn.

You were talking in your sleep.

Where is she?

Where has 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.

Well, 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 4-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 Riolama?

It was to be simple theft and flight.

It was a massacre.

They killed...

They killed and pillaged and raped.

I ran away. I ran up here.

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 saintly 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 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 your mother. I swear it.

Mother, you died here.

In this cave. My child, please, listen.

In this lonely place.

Rima, I--

Don't touch me. I cannot bear it.

I cannot bear to look at you.

I'll never live with you again. Never!

Put this around you.

I'll go after her.

It'll be alright.

No.

Mother?

Mother?

Rima, you've come back to me.

The shadow is 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.

Your people are lost, Rima, but I am 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 still the 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 awake and find myself in your arms,

your dear eyes looking into mine.

What peace.

And now you're happy, Rima?

Now, there is no more fear?

No more.

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, Rima.

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

and now he's lost me.

And not because of Mother

but because of you.

You.

Rima?

Rima.

Grandfather.

Grandfather.

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.

Rima, child,

listen.

I think your mother's near.

She must not think badly of me.

Tell her I kept my promise.

Tell her I--

Abel. Abel.

Rima?

Rima?

She is dead.

You're lying.

The old man too.

I don't believe you.

We burn her alive. We burn her in great tree.

Our evil spirit go with smoke.

Nothing left of her but ashes.

Rima. She is dead.

Rima!

Rima?

Rima, answer me!

Rima.

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 Hata 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 exist, not very far away.