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THE REALM OF FORTUNE

The sun is up already, hurry up.

They'll punish you if you get late.

Pay attention !

Today. . .

. . .this afternoon. . .

. . .amazing film !

''Santo VS Espectro.''

Thrill and suspense.

''Ninos heroes'' High School theater.

Don't miss it!

Pay attention !

Ladies. . .

. . .ladies. . . gentlemen.

Little white cow.

No brand.

Ran away from her yard yesterday.

She belongs to Mr. Natanael. . .

. . .this parish's priest.

His Excellence will reward. . .

. . .whoever goes looking for her.

Come here, you cow!

Sir. . .

. . . l brought back your cow. lt's in the yard.

She went where she usually goes.

We appreciate that. . .

. . .that you bother to do that, Dionisio.

We appreciate it.

You will be paid for it in Heaven.

You know the parish doesn't produce much.

Now, come here.

Where is your scapular?

Don't hide it.

Real men are those who serve the Virgin of the Rosary.

ln the name of the Father. . .

. . .and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

The fair is here! The fair is here!

The fair is here!

The fair is here! The fair is here!

Tall sorrel-colored mare. . .

. . .is missing.

The mare is branded by Secundino Colmeneros.

Seeds and money will be the reward. . .

. . .and there will be no investigation. . .

. . . unlik e others, who don't even say: ''Thanks.''

lt's urgent.

Don't just stay there, come here.

Go fetch that town crier.

We need an announcer for the cock fight.

-Come on. -Yes, sir.

. . . he wants to have some coffee.

He says: ''Come back, be nice.'' She's fifteen and. . .

Come this way, gentlemen ! Come and see the fair!

Come and see the cock fight!

Bringing a golden cock from Santa Barbara ranch. . .

. . . Parral Chihuahua.

He says that he's girdled. . .

. . .and ready to fight Chicomostoc's White.

He says, ''come on'', he's a red flag.

Close. . .

. . .the doors!

Pick your cock, gentlemen.

Pick up your cocks, gentlemen.

The fight is over!

The small fight is over, the big one's still to come!

The golden one wins!

Open the doors!

lt was really tough.

l will have to kill off this pluck ed cock.

Don't kill him, sir! He may be good for breeding.

lf you want him. . .

Come on, let's go.

l will heal you, Blondy.

l will heal you.

This dirt is warm.

lt will heal and dry your wing, you'll see.

l'm telling you.

l will tak e care of you. . .

. . .and when you're fine. . .

. . . l'll tak e you everywhere with me, Blondy.

And listen to me:

Your opponents will shiver when they see you.

My wreck ed-wing Blondy.

My Blondy.

You will be fine.

Beautiful Blondy. . .

. . . l swear on the saints with me. . .

. . .that you'll be fine right away.

What do you heal him for? He'll be a soup, anyway.

He won't be a soup.

l will heal him, he will be my cock.

Leave that cock alone, damn it!

Tak e care of me, l'm your mother.

That animal is not God's beast.

lt's just that. . .

. . . he's mine.

He's my cock, he knows that.

This is it. . .

My Blondy!

Fucking cock! l told you !

l wanted you to hang out with me.

But no! You're so ungrateful.

Please don't die on me, you cock.

Even if you're a treacherous cock. . .

. . .a bastard, Blondy. . .

. . . l will save you !

Just wait. . .

Just don't die on me, please.

Blondy!

Stay right there, don't get restless.

l'll be right back.

Water.

Wait.

You see? l wouldn't let you die.

Did you see it?

Th is is life's game. . .

. . .just as it comes, it goes.

Now you will go and rest a little.

Don't get dumb again.

Stay calm, right there.

Quiet, Blondy.

Did you die already, mom?

My mommy. . .

You've gone on the journey.

What can l do about it?

Don't worry, my old lady.

You died on me.

l'm coming! l'm coming!

Oh, it's you. . .

What can l do for you, Dionisio?

Good morning, Mrs. lris.

Excuse me if l bother you but my mom just died. . .

. . .and l came to borrow something for a proper burial.

Oh, man. . .

Well, no.

l can't, no, l can't.

You know how things are. l don't have any.

Come on, at least for the coffin, come on.

l don't have any, Dionisio.

Ask the priest.

Aren't you two very close?

Well, yes, but he's not in.

He's working at other parishes. . .

. . .and he's not in.

Come on, be nice, Mrs. lris.

Anything.

l don't have any, Dionisio.

Look, you must have something.

Don't beg lik e that, Dionisio. . .

. . .don't beg lik e that, damn it!

l don't have any. . .

. . .and if l did, l still wouldn't have any.

-What do you want? -Three pesos of meat.

Now. . . heads or tails? Call it!

-Tails. -Give me the money, come on.

Look, a shoe is missing!

-Now, heads or tails? -Heads!

Fucking cripple, what's wrong with you?

l'll kick your ass!

-Heads or tails? -Heads.

Heads. Tails, give me the money.

-Okay, now? -Heads.

Tak e that down.

lt's useless, tak e it down.

SANTA CEClLlA DlSPENSARY AGREED TO HOST THE FAlR

lN ORDER TO RAlSE MORE FUNDS

Hey, don't put that down !

-lt's God's reputation ! -People are here to gamble.

Excuse me, gentlemen. l brought a cock.

How can he fight in the big one?

He wants to run before he can walk.

The big one? lt's obvious that he doesn't know.

Come on ! You won't even show your merchandise?

He doesn't look bad. . . but he's not for the big one.

Come back tomorrow to get a godfather. . .

. . .to place your bets.

Come on! Th is will be a great fight!

Tulancingo's Warrior. . .

. . . versus Tepeji del Rio's Ruddy.

Come on, gentlemen! Let's see who wins!

Come on!

l'm here.

What about you?

l came to see about a godfather.

Bonifaz!

He's looking for a godfather.

What can l do for you?

l brought a cock to get him to fight the big one.

No, l don't lik e to fund stranger's cocks.

But this is a trustworthy cock.

He was born for the big one, l swear.

Let me see.

Well, if he wins. . .

. . . l'll get 80% .

You'll tell me if that's okay with you.

-Okay. -Come here.

lt's okay.

Gentlemen. . .

. . .let's see who wins. . .

. . . tonight's big fight!

Gentlemen !

Pick your cock, they will fight!

Let's see, what's your bet, gentlemen?

That's it! l'll pay fair today!

Green ! l go on green, gentlemen, come on !

This is on green !

The cock fight starts!

Release your cocks, gentlemen.

Your cock would beat any other, man !

He's good at responding.

l've been looking for you since this morning.

We must get our money.

We must go and get our money.

And now, to please everyone. . .

. . .we have the Pollero Band. . .

. . .and Bernarda Cutino. . .

. . .''La Caponera''.

The roses in my rose bushes colored lik e the sea.

No one will find. No one will find.

No one will find. They won't destroy them.

The roses in my rose bushes colored lik e the sea.

No one will find. No one will find.

No one will find. They won't destroy them.

Gorgeous! Big legs!

Hips and breasts, just the way l lik e them !

l'd lik e to have her right here.

Don't be sad, Blondy.

Don't get jealous.

No. . .

. . .you and l. . . up and down.

That and any other chick can fool herself.

No one can beat you and me, Blondy, l swear.

Yes, we are the arena's champions.

Let me see.

Yes, you are strong.

l even feed you meat.

Don't think that you'll ever be weak ened. . .

. . .or that you'll be hurt in a fight.

Didn't l tell you l'd tak e care of it?

l know what's wrong with you.

You're angry because it's you who fights in the arena. . .

. . .while l'm just looking.

Come on, come on, eat.

lf you didn't, how would l get the money for food?

No, l'm also thinking about you.

What? Did you think l was just looking at chicks and. . .

. . .didn't care about you?

No, Blondy.

Quit that jealousy.

You and l are alone. . .

. . .we k eep each other company, Blondy.

Being alone isn't right.

Did you lik e that chick's song? The Caponera's?

Yes.

The roses in my rose bushes from the sea gardens.

No one will find. No one will find.

They won't destroy them.

But you don 't have.

And you need the most someone to really love you.

Look at me, l am he.

l sowed my roses amongst soft thoughts.

We've grown fond of each other.

We've grown fond of each other.

We've grown fond of each other.

Because we see each other happy.

Now it's time, gentlemen ! This is the big one!

Come on ! The green one comes from Almozoc. . .

. . .and the red one from San Miguel. Come on !

Fifty! Fifty over here!

The fight is over, gentlemen. Pick up your cocks.

San Miguel's wins, red.

That fucking cock won !

Hurray to him !

The golden cock is really good.

No one can beat him.

l saw him eviscerate the Great Cock in San Juan del Rio.

Yes.

l was unfairly imprisoned at Celaya's jail.

Because of a lousy pitahaya. Because of a lousy pitahaya.

My little bird peck ed lt's a lie, l didn't.

lt had a hole already lt's a lie, l didn't.

lt had a hole already lt's a lie, l didn't.

Oh, my little bird.

lt's a lie, l didn't it had a hole already.

lt's a lie, l didn't it had a hole already.

Fucking kid. You always lock the cash register.

Wait on the one with the cock.

Evening. What can l get you?

l want chick en.

Chick en.

We're going to eat soon, just wait a little.

Mescal, kid.

What?

Any problem?

How much do you want for your cock, pal?

lt's not for sale.

Just don't tell anyone.

l told you, it's not for sale.

Lorenzo Benavides.

l own the cock. . .

. . .your cock fought with this afternoon.

Lorenzo Benavides.

That's who l am.

One more.

l told you.

lt's not for sale.

On top of the money. . .

. . . l will give you two cocks.

Yellow cocks, lik e this one.

Damn beautiful animals, damn beautiful!

You are good at this.

lt shows that you are good at this.

He'll fight good cocks at every fair.

And as much as l lik e to buy. . .

. . . l lik e to offer.

-One more. -l want no deal.

Do you want some dinner?

Cuaresmeno sauce chick en. lt's tasty.

Do you want some?

We can order some more.

Chick en is never scarce here.

l never eat chick en.

Much less now in fair time.

Look, cock breeder. . .

. . .this will be the last time you fight your cock.

We already know his looks and his game. . .

. . .and we will get him someone who'll give him the last straw.

So you know, cock breeder. . .

. . .this is the last fight, remember, the last one.

What? Did you think that we were morons?

Or. . . l can fix two or three fights for your cock.

You tell me.

Tak e the deal, cock breeder.

Don't you understand what Mr. Lorenzo is proposing?

Do you really think everything's legal?

One must learn how to play in the big leagues. . .

. . . not to waste one's hits.

See you.

See?

You're lame again.

l don't know why l k eep you, bitch.

lf l loved you it wasn't because l loved you.

lf l loved you it was just a pastime.

There you have your lousy picture.

l don't want to think of you anymore

lt doesn't matter, Blondy.

Don't you worry.

You are the bravest of all.

You'll see, it won't hurt.

You'll kick his ass, Blondy.

Release your cocks, gentlemen.

The red one wins!

The golden one loses!

Pick up your cocks, gentlemen.

The red one wins. . .

. . .San Miguel loses.

Pity, Blondy, you died on me.

What can l do about it?

Fucking old women ! Don't you know how they died?

This one is my cock!

Give me my cock! Give me my cock!

Fucking old bitch !

Sons-of-bitches!

They wanted to eat you.

That won't happen, Blondy.

Of course l won't leave you here.

Pity, Blondy.

They say this is the way things are.

Another one, Bernarda.

What? Are you staying?

l'll catch you later.

l'll be waiting for you.

l promised Mr. lsabel l'd cheer his fair up. . .

. . . no matter what plaza.

Later we'll heat things up. . . the way you lik e it.

Okay.

Tak e a seat, gentleman.

We're about to begin the chance. . .

. . .the chance.

-What's your bet? -Oros, l lik e that.

Here is your chance, and it goes. . .

. . .ten copas. . .

. . .two oros. . .

. . .four espadas. . .

. . .six bastos. . .

. . .posta. Posta wins. lt was close, sir.

-Now the bet's on bastos. -Cock breeder. . .

Bet this money on the king of bastos for me.

l know my chances, bet it.

-Don't be upset. -l only bet my own money.

Man ! Don't be so proud.

lt will be okay.

Come on.

Bastos.

The chances go. . .

. . .five copas. . .

. . .seven copas. . .

. . .two espadas. . .

. . . king of bastos wins.

Now bet it on cocks, maybe you'll recover.

Cock breeders' life is lik e that.

Everyone has lucky strik es, and so do you, right?

Now, come on.

Tell me when, Caponera.

With you, never, my friend.

How did you do that, Ms. Bernarda?

You have a deal with the dealer, don't you?

l saw it when he cut the cards.

Bet on that one.

l'll be right back, l'm going to sing.

l bet this on the white one, he looks calm.

Yes, sir.

Release your cocks, gentlemen !

l'll fly. . .

l'll sing. . .

Blue painted in blue. Flying amongst blue clouds.

And flying, flying, flying higher in the sky. . .

. . .closer to the sun

And the Earth became smaller and smaller. . .

. . .of a strange color but an angel in heaven. . .

. . .sang this sweet song. . .

l'll fly. . .

The wh ite cock wins!

l'll sing. . .

Blue painted in blue.

Flying amongst blue clouds. A blue a little blue.

Flying amongst blue clouds. A blue a little blue.

Flying amongst blue clouds.

A chalupa, ma'am.

l've been looking for you.

l didn't want you to leave.

l have some business with you.

Me and another man.

Look, Pinzon. . .

. . .this is the way cocks are, man.

They give you today, they snatch from you tomorrow.

l explained that to you. . .

. . . but you wouldn't listen.

You back ed down on destiny.

Maybe it was my cock's time.

My God!

His time, my ass!

lt was fixed.

Did you think that cock fights were all straight?

l warned you right away.

Not fixed.

Who would want to harm me?

The man who weighted him.

l bet that bastard crack ed his ribs.

But my Blondy behaved bravely.

He fought until the end.

Well, you know that.

l want you to come with me as my releaser.

What are you going to do? l pay very well.

Either you bend or you'll be out of the fight. . .

. . .as it just happened to you.

You only had one cock.

What will you do? Sell ench iladas or what?

lt showed that you were starving.

You filled your belly up with chili, man.

Now you're eating well, aren't you?

Or what?

Work?

No fucking way!

lt shows that you're not fit for that, man.

Well, l'm not perfect, either.

Don't you see this fucking leg?

l become lame as soon as it starts raining.

That's the way things are.

We are not fit for working.

You are useful for the boss.

You know about animals.

You are good at that.

Besides, no one knows you.

Relax. . .

. . .and don't close your legs.

You become our releaser and we give you money, right?

You already bit the bait.

You already bit it.

This is Mr. Gil.

He knows everything about everything.

Mr. Gil.

Mr. Gil, don't fall asleep.

Didn't l tell you to k eep this clean?

Damn it, man !

Look, he is Dionisio Pinzon.

He will be my releaser.

This is a fucking mess!

Oh, no! Not lik e that!

No. . . no. . .

From top to bottom.

Use your palms, softly, lik e this.

The animal doesn't even notice when you crack. . .

. . . his ribs.

Your dry hand will be useful, it can't be seen.

You don't have to worry.

Everything's fixed from the start.

Fucking fatso! He look ed lik e a rabid dog!

So you had a big problem? l'm glad you came here.

This way you can work with me.

There's room enough in here.

This used to be a fucking school.

A school for the rich, and everything.

A boarding school.

And if that fatso lays hands on you, he'll kill you !

Now you can't escape. . .

. . .we'll play every day at 1 9:30.

You just tell me what to do, Mr. Lorenzo.

Don't worry.

Caponera. . .

l bring her to please our eyes, Pinzon.

Hi, Ms. Bernarda.

We missed you a lot in fairs.

l've been here, just k eeping my man company.

l'll bring you some drinks.

This is my playing table, Pinzon.

-Tak e a seat. -Thank you.

Here you will learn everything about cards.

This one's for the pool.

Four.

A jack. Jack.

Six. . . horse. . .

. . .seven. . . two. . .

. . .jack.

l got the winner again, Mr. Lorenzo.

You're right. You learn fast, Pinzon. . .

-. . .you learn fast. . . -Stop and eat something.

lt will be dawn soon, the maid is up already.

Okay, woman.

You shuffle.

Benavides. . . wasn't San Juan del Rio's fair these days?

Really. . . it started three days ago.

lt is really beautiful.

l lik e it.

You learnt really fast, man !

Bernarda, tell Diego to bring the car. . .

. . .and say good-bye to my friend.

Good luck, Dionisio.

Have a nice time.

You are really good at it, aren't you?

Those fucking surprises you gave me. . .

MOLlNA FUNERAL PARLOR

Look at it.

This one is the best.

Look what a perfect finish.

lt can't be brok en, not even jerking it.

Jerk it. . . jerk it!

Careful!

Jelly!

Jelly!

Come on, Mrs. lris, bring me a beer. . .

. . .just lik e these men's.

Because l can afford them now, too.

Even if you're surprised.

My beer. . . and many more, if l want them.

What, Damian? What are you looking at, man?

You envy my clothes, right?

They are very good, they were expensive.

But now l have money.

That's why l brought my mom her coffin.

Look at it: Red laces, silver ornaments.

Just what you heard: Silver for Dionisio's mom.

You can't say l buried her lik e a dog.

That's why l came back to this. . . starved town.

And swallow your anger. . .

. . .you fuck ers. . .

. . . because now l have the money.

Don't you want another beer, Mr. Dionisio?

''Mr. Dionisio.''

That sounds good, ''Mr. Dionisio''.

This used to be my house.

l even bought you a coffin !

l heard you didn't do good, Mr. Secundino.

That's the way things are.

Sometimes. . . women mess you up.

Such is life.

What can l get you?

l have done great. . .

. . .and l need someone to look after my cocks. . .

. . .a releaser, you know about that.

Come with me.

l'll go in there for a while to see the gamblers.

We mustn't be seen together.

Go and eat some tacos somewhere.

Just tak e care of the coffin.

l will.

Do you want to play, sir?

-What can l get you? -Nothing.

Be careful, don't stop, be quick.

Quickly, boys, we still have to get the show ready.

-Yes, ma'am. -Drinks for everyone?

-Yes. -Quickly, we're in a hurry.

Let's see.

How are you, Pinzon?

What?

Aren't you coming to say hello?

Hello, Ms. Bernarda.

Where's Mr. Lorenzo?

Oh, Pinzon. . .

Tak e a seat.

l left him.

l went back to my roads.

But, Ms. Bernarda. . .

. . . Benavides treated you lik e a queen in his big house. . .

. . .why do you have to sing in fairs again?

The house had walls.

Four walls and a roof.

l wasn't born to be lock ed up.

A bird without a cage.

l've been from one place to another since l was a girl.

With my boys.

Right?

Benavides loved me.

Poor him.

But l won't rot being lock ed up.

Bring me a drink to clear my throat.

l'll sing later.

So, even if the cage is golden. . .

Why were you with him?

-Don't tell me you loved him. -Well. . .

. . . l was fond of Lorenzo.

What? Am l a witch?

But l wouldn't fall for him.

Damn them, this is water.

What about you?

Will you be on the road?

Because we will k eep on running into each other.

So it seems, Ms. Bernarda.

Hey, Dionisio. . .

. . .let us have a drink. . .

. . .the right way.

A bottle of mescal. . .

. . .for the lady.

And two glasses.

A good one! A lock ed bottle.

Ma'am, isn't there a place where we can drink it calmly?

No, there are no corners.

l bet there is some corner around, ma'am.

Any.

We won't be demanding, will we?

Well, there's the warehouse, you may lik e it in there.

You see?

Tak e off your waistcoat.

lt doesn't matter. Give it to me.

Yes. . . yes. . .

. . .yes. . . oh !

Lik e that, Dionisio!

Oh, l'm coming. . .

. . . l'm coming. . . l'm coming!

Over here?

-Yes. . . -Over here.

When l was a little girl. . .

. . . l thought Heaven was lik e this. . .

. . .lik e Zapopan's ballroom.

When it was empty. . .

. . .it was lik e this. . . so quiet. . .

. . .and the light was. . .

. . .lik e this. . .

. . .lik e this.

You will come with me as from today, Caponera. . .

. . .and we will be in fairs together.

You will be my magnet.

You bring me luck.

You bring me luck just by being around.

l know that.

Other men have told me that.

That l bring them luck.

l don't know why.

But l guess l do bring it.

But l won't let you leave me.

Yes. . . l know that.

l grew tired of begging her. . .

. . . l grew tired of telling her l'll die of grief without her.

She wouldn't listen to me. . .

. . . her lips only parted to tell me. . .

l don't love you anymore.

The mariachis hushed. . .

. . . my cup fell from my weak hand without me noticing. . .

. . .she wanted to stay when she saw how sad l was. . .

. . . but it was already written that that night. . .

. . . her love would die.

The third one's fixed.

Get the white one ready, he's very good.

Lorenzo!

Benavides!

Mr. Lorenzo!

Who is so fucking noisy?

What mak es you come around here?

We were nearby, Mr. Lorenzo. . .

. . .and since there are no fairs. . .

. . . because of the rain, you know. . .

Besides, we've wanting you to meet our daughter. . .

. . . Bernardita Pinzon. Mainly you.

Yes, l heard about you back then.

You know there's always some bastard.

What? Do you want to play cards?

No, Mr. Lorenzo. . . l wouldn't do that.

Remember that you are my teacher.

Besides, this time l have the amulet.

You're so mean. . .

Mom, are we going to stay long?

When we get to the table. . .

. . .leave me right by the wall.

Yes, Mr. Lorenzo.

There we go.

ls your leg never going to. . .

Sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn't. . .

. . .and l'm so lazy. . . Please, tak e a seat.

Well. . .

. . . l'll go first.

When are we leaving, mom?

We'll stay for a long time, baby.

Where are you going?

Stay right there.

l got lucky again, it's God's will.

Look, Mr. Lorenzo, we shouldn't bet any more.

You see, l was a good apprentice.

This lock ed house. . .

lt only smells of dust.

l won't quit.

l'll bet this.

l have nothing left but the house.

l bet the house.

Not the house.

What if you lose it, Mr. Lorenzo?

What would become of you?

Okay, let's do it, we're only talking.

Don't give me orders, fuck er.

l taught you. . .

. . .even if you brought the luck.

-Chance? -Okay. Chance.

Four. . .

. . .and king.

Six. . .

. . .ten. . .

. . .two. . .

. . .four.

The house is yours.

No way, Mr. Lorenzo.

lt was just for the fun of it.

l can offer you a revenge.

lf you lose, how are you going to pay?

Remember, card debts can't be spared even to one's father.

But it was all just for the fun of it.

We hadn't met for so long. . .

And remember that l owe it all to you.

Me? You owe me?

You owe me nothing.

You owe everything to this fucking witch.

You know it very well, fuck ers.

You owe everything to this fucking witch.

You can k eep your fucking house. . .

. . .and your fucking amulet. . .

. . .your fucking amulet, l'm out of here, fuck ers.

You owe me nothing, fuck er, you owe it to that whore.

Fuck it!

Fuck it. . .

What happened?

What could have happened, moron?

The house is ours and we'll stay in here.

Mrs. Fairy told her that by singing. . .

. . .she would find the magic cave's secret.

That one. . . at the end of the lak e.

The princess had to cross it on a boat.

Come on now.

Come on, get up on here, this is the boat.

That's right.

Lik e this.

l'll let your hair loose.

l'll mak e you pretty.

Your dress. . . your flounces. . .

Yes, lik e a princess.

Come on, get in there.

l'll put lipstick on you.

No, l'd rather not.

Come over here.

Okay. . . let's see.

Lik e this. . .

l let your hair loose.

Let's see.

What's wrong, man?

ls it a bad day?

Maybe.

lsn't it that Mrs. Bernarda is not around?

You know, when luck is not with us. . .

. . .even cards change.

Go up to the fountain. . .

. . .and sing ''The roses in my rose bushes''.

The roses in my rose bushes colored lik e the sea.

No one will find. No one will find.

No one will find. They won't destroy them.

Go to your couch, Caponera.

You haven't been there for a while, l noticed.

Come on, go to your couch.

-As if l were a cow. -Yes, as if you were a cow.

Come on, go to your couch.

What about me, dad?

You can go and tak e a walk, girl.

Just be quiet.

A thousand, my friends, one mustn't reject luck.

-They're here, hurry. -l'm coming.

l gave the girl money for a dress.

Ask her if she needs something else.

Don't start, damn it!

l hate it when you beg, you drunk woman.

Just a little loving. . .

. . .we need it, Dionisio. . .

. . .we need it.

You lik e it a lot too.

Will you wak e me up when they're gone?

We will do it the way you lik e it.

Okay?

You're really going to lik e it.

Okay, but quit messing with me.

Come on in, guys. lt was getting late.

Bring us our drinks, hurry.

-Hello. -Good afternoon.

Come in, come in.

l feel lucky tonight.

That's what you think.

l am ready today.

You're so stupid.

Reheat it.

lt's really late. We'd better go to sleep.

We must finish playing tomorrow, before it rains.

-Okay. -Good night.

-Good night. -Good night.

-See you. -Good night.

Good night.

-Good night. -Good night.

Caponera, wak e up, they are gone.

Come on, l don't lik e it when you do it half asleep.

Did you lik e it?

Did you?

Stay here a little longer, will you?

Close to me.

Now do it to yourself and fuck off.

Do you think it's only pleasure?

What if he caught us?

He'll get really mad, l don't know what he may do.

Nothing will happen.

You will lik e it.

Hurry up, the guy with the van is here.

Come on.

-Hurry, he may come back. -No, Mr. Solon.

He just left, he always tak es his time.

Hurry up!

We'll talk later, Carmelo. Did you hear me?

Where were you, Carmelo?

We've been to many towns looking for you.

l am back.

My boys. . .

The same as before. . . as always.

You are my boys, aren't you?

lt won't be possible, Caponera.

She is our singer now.

Really?

She's so ungraceful.

But l am your Caponera!

We were a hit. . . we sang and sang.

We always got a good audience, Carmelo.

They say that. . .

. . .time can do nothing against real fondness.

lf l dress up l'm still good looking.

l look pretty when l wear lipstick.

Don't tell me all singers are young women.

And l sing.

l still sing, Carmelo.

l still sing.

l'll be right back.

You'll see. . . it will be a great surprise!

Years have also gone through you, Carmelo.

l don't see why it should be worse for me.

l'll be right back.

Come on.

Now she wants to be on fairs again.

Just look at her. . .

You know it too, Carmelo.

You have told me yourself.

Come on, let's go to work.

Come on, stop it. . .

. . .little canary face.

Come on, my old man.

Come on now, guys. . .

. . .start playing!

When your hair became in gray-haired. . .

. . .even in your youth. . .

. . .lik e the moon when it reflected. . .

. . .in the blue lak e. . .

Get off the rain, damn it!

lt is calming.

lt's just what l needed.

lf they don't want me because l'm old. . .

. . .they will want you.

You are really tender.

Look at this one.

This one with its tulips. . .

. . .and it shines.

This one was to sing with spirit.

lt was tight to the body.

You'll see. . . Tak e that off.

You will also wear some lipstick.

You'll see how they will whistle at you.

Let's see, your face.

Lik e this. . .

Wait.

Otherwise l can't put the lipstick on.

Lik e that.

You see?

Now, your hair goes up.

Lik e this. . .

. . .this way.

My baby. . .

. . .lik e a queen.

Just look who l brought.

My successor.

She's pretty, isn't she?

Sing for them, daughter.

Just listen to her, Carmelo. . .

. . .she learnt from me.

Now, show these bastards.

You're really pretty.

Prettier than l ever was.

Sing for them.

l don't know any song.

Of course you do.

The one we used to sing together.

''The roses in my rose bushes.''

Remember.

Remember!

You can't quit here.

Sing.

l don't know how.

Sing, damn it.

Sing.

The roses in my rose bushes colored lik e the sea.

No one will find. No one will find.

No one will find. They won't destroy them.

The roses in my rose bushes colored lik e the sea.

No one will find. No one will find.

No one will find. They won't destroy them.

She's not fit for this business, Caponera.

She's not fit.

lt's a pity, boys.

lt's a pity.

You're not only a whore. . .

. . . but also an asshole, Caponera.

Do you think that life can turn back?

l'll wait for you over there.

Stop that.

No. . . no. . .

No, not my stuff.

What would he win?

At least l should have my clothes with me.

We will never be able to leave.

As in a cage.

l am his magnet.

Didn't you see it in his face, that l'm his magnet?

One must be somebody's amulet.

lt is important, isn't it?

How could we be leaving?

He will always find us.

l am his magnet. . .

. . . his little magnet. . .

. . . his fucking magnet.

Escape? You don't even want to leave.

You love him doing it to you, l've seen you.

Let him lock you up.

Hurry up.

He may get even angrier.

What about you?

Why are you upset?

Quitter old bitch !

Aren't you going in?

ln a moment.

You look so pretty. . .

-. . .so pretty. . . -Leave me alone.

l'll be back late.

Come over here. Don't you want some loving?

Some pats on your back. . .

. . .so you won't be sick, my little cock. . .

. . . my beautiful high-crested cock!

Thank you, boss.

Wait for me! Wait for me, l'm on my way out!

Have fun, little Pinzon.

l'm on a route, l'll tak e you if it fits you, Miss.

-Yes. -l'll get my clients.

Now is the time, fuck ers, l'm ready.

l'm glad, because l'm ready too.

-Right, gentlemen ? -Yes, sir.

-Who's starting? -Solon, cut.

-Give me eight. -Five for me.

-Okay? -Okay.

Come here, let's chat.

lt's bread time. . .

. . .it's meant to chat.

When l was a little girl. . .

. . .over there, in Zapopan. . .

. . .they always had me go and get the bread.

And l went, singing all the way.

l was always very true.

Really brave.

Here is the Caponera!

Caponera, shut up, fuck off!

You start.

The eighth round has just begun. . .

. . .reminding us of the legendary riv alry. . .

. . .between J imm y McCarth y and Barney Roth. . .

. . . and now also reminding us. . .

. . . that he's the one who's had the crown longer. . .

. .in modern times: From 1 946. . .

. . . to 1 95 1 according to the official data. . .

. . . appearing on the giant screen in Montreal's stadium.

On the eighth round J ohn Bay is pulling hard.

A severe admonition from the referee.

The eighth round, two before the last one.

Trevor Berry. . .

. . . fighting to h is right, from far.

l'm on.

-Your turn, my friend. -l'm not on.

This is not your night, my friend, what's wrong?

Today has been a high bet, just look at this.

Stop shaking your fucking coins, damn it!

What is it? Are you waiting for someone this late?

Sorry to bother you.

We're looking for your daughter, the Pinzona.

-She's not home. -See? l told you.

Excuse us, we won't bother you any more.

What?

No, we're not leaving. . .

. . . because l want to tell you, the father.

lt's about your daughter. . . that Pinzona.

What about her?

They are saying that she had something to do with my man. . .

. . .and. . . that's not fair, right?

Wasn't she a ''Miss''?

She behaves lik e a whore.

l want to face her, and tell her. . .

What? Did something happen to little Pinzon?

No, nothing happened, go inside.

What? That l should tell her what?

She fuck ed your man?

Great, l hope she k eeps on doing that.

But she's a whore, she sleeps with everyone.

And she will k eep on doing it until she grows tired.

That's why she's my daughter, bitch.

Don't talk to my wife lik e that. The truth is. . .

. . .your daughter messes with every man on her way.

Look, fuck ers, my daughter can do it. . .

. . .to whomever she wants. . .

. . .and l'm here to defend her.

And if she gave you something just lik e that. . .

. . .that's her liking.

And you should know. . .

. . . l won't let anyone mess with my daughter.

Now go back to where you came from. . .

. . .or l'll fill you up with lead.

l'll even kill this fucking kid.

This house belongs to Mr. Pinzon and his daughter. . .

. . .and you will respect it, fuck ers.

That fucking dry-hand may be very tough. . .

-. . . but her daughter. . . -Shut up, damn it!

Relax, Bernarda, relax.

Some day she will get calm, lik e you did, honey.

Get some rest.

And you, quit that moral attitude.

You're nothing but hypocrites.

You assholes.

What? You're just pretending.

l have money for my Pinzona, you starving fuck ers.

Can't you see that l have a lot of money?

Now let's play!

Come on ! Shuffle and deal.

You should wait a little longer.

How come you're leaving so early?

Even more today that Mr. Dionisio's luck is bad.

Maybe next time.

Today we should better be going, understand, man?

Say good-bye to Mrs. Bernarda. She seems to be asleep.

Gentlemen. . .

Asleep, my ass.

She's drunk.

lt's time.

-Will we go on? -Of course.

Your command, Pinzon. Shuffle and deal.

l was careless.

l feel feverish.

What?

What about what?

lt's your turn to deal.

l'm not on.

lf you're tired, we can go on some other day, Dionisio.

There's a reason why we play at your place.

This is not about money.

Come on.

Let's go on.

l said let's go on !

Do you have something to bet on?

What?

Do you have something to bet on?

What?

l ask ed you if you had something to bet on, Dionisio.

You know how these things are.

There's enough in the box to pay for the pool and more.

Go ahead, then.

Mr. Dionisio, you're risking too much.

You don't have to play lik e that.

Well, l can't lose.

l can't.

l'm sure l can't.

l have a lot, a lot of money.

l have my magnet.

l can't lose.

You'll see.

My amulet, that's what l have the Caponera for.

Did you hear that?

Didn't you hear that?

The song.

l'm sure that's my daughter.

She comes back this late.

Maybe she got into singing.

l just cannot lose. l can't.

Here's the rest.

The house and these documents.

Well, no one is forcing you, my friend.

lt's your choice.

How many?

Stop shaking your fucking coins, damn it!

You're just. . .

And you. . .

Caponera!

Wak e up, Caponera!

Fucking Bernarda! Wak e up, damn it!

We lost everything!

We even lost this fucking shit!

We are penniless!

Wak e up, Bernarda, please.

Why didn't you tell me you were dead?

Why didn't you tell me you were dead?

Why didn't you tell me, fuck er?

You died already, what can l do?

She died.

Your fucking mother died and l k ept on playing.

Come and see her. . . just see her!

Now it's time, say good-bye to your mother.

Be calm, my friend.

Such is life, leave the girl alone, man.

This is the way it should be.

Wait a moment, gentlemen.

The house is yours. . .

. . .everything. . .

. . .everything but a coffin. . .

. . .a beautiful coffin. . .

. . .with red lace and silver ornaments.

This has been a really bad time.

Those bastards in town didn't even come. . .

. . .to say good-bye to your parents.

Don't you mind?

-l'm fond of that sculpture. -Really?

What will you do, girl?

What will become of you?

FAlR

Come on. lt's time.

The roses in my rose bushes colored lik e the sea.

No one will find. No one will find.

No one will find. They won't destroy them.

The roses in my rose bushes colored lik e the sea.

No one will find. No one will find.

No one will find. They won't destroy them.

Close. . .

. . . the doors!

THE END