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I don't know how many.
Come here.
Come here!
I asked how many! How many, how many?
Only five people, Patron.
There we go!
Understand, Brother?
You rotten bastard!
It's bad enough here in this damn area, in this damn camp.
Does he need to whine about it out loud?
That's your laundry I'm doing here. Shut up or they'll land in the dirt.
Don't you dare!
Let me tell you something. All of you are in rage,
all of you are throwing tantrums, and why is that...? Only because...
Didn't I tell you to keep your damn mouth shut.
All of us here know what we are in need of here at the camp.
What you are in dire need of is a knuckle sandwich.
Don't take him serious Pedro. He is in a rage since he saw
how a stallion served a mare this morning.
You are no real man. You seem to be a herd of castrated monkeys.
Screw this!
Ah! Now I jabbed my thumb, because of all your shouting.
Bridge down!
Hey, you know it's restricted to lurk around the captive.
Why do you care wise-guy. Tomorrow it might be you laying there.
What do you want Gauchu?
Is it true Patron?
Do you have enough women in your camp, so that all of you can have their own?
Did you just say woman?
Mhhm... yeah.
Plenty, take my word for it. Reach into my beltbag.
Come on, take it out. Carefully.
I haven't seen women hair for two years now.
We are right here and the natives drop in from all over the south.
Captain Martins proposal has been approved.
The Ladies are going to be brought here from Buenos Aires,
which is going to turn Fort Torro into a Fort of Pleasure.
Unfortunately nobody had a better idea, General.
Discipline is what lacks these man, not women. Discipline.
Then I don't understand why you don't stay to teach it to them.
I am tired of punishing the people because of their desire to live like human beings.
This is insubordination Captain. I am going to court-martial you.
Go ahead. I can't help it.
Maybe you need to look for a woman yourself Captain.
But, but Captain, are you saying these woman are for us?
Yes. For the entire garrison and when them guys in the camp
have to wait a few more days, you can do so too. So forth!
Ready?
It's time Sister. Unfortunately I can not do anything about the official order.
Tell him Camilla, just tell him. They can not do this to you, please!
It's okay sister, don't worry about me, I am going to cope with all that.
What are you actually going to do at the Fort?
I hope not the same as we do, won't you?
Well, I guess I would have a better answer
if I only knew what you are going to do over there.
Well, you know. We are some kind of troop entertainment.
They sent us to make tough camp-life easier for the poor soldiers.
Seems like we are almost peers then. I do something pretty much similar.
I am also journalist by profession.
Oh, I assumed you to be a real gentleman.
Why are you actually wearing this hilarious garment?
I daresay of the same reason why you are wearing your dresses,
to divert from my face.
However, with a beautiful face like yours it's needless I would say.
May I ask you why you have been arrested Mr. Carreras?
It's no secret Ms. Umm...
Please call me Camilla.
You might remember that the police inspector has called me
a dangerous political agitator. I guess these days they call it an anarchist.
Oh, then I guess you are one of these man throwing bombs.
Bombs made of paper. Newspaper articles to stir up the people,
but unfortunately the people... ...still can not read.
Here Mr. Bomber, your mouth has got to be all dry from all that talking.
Quite right.
You are jealous Darrel. Jealous of these 10 pesos woman.
Listen carefully Gaucho.
Wash your dirty mouth before you speak about that girl.
Get out of there, out!
Look, Camilla is the Lieutenants girl. And now I am asking you to tell me,
how you want to get him to share his girl with any other man in the camp, huh?
Well you go ahead and rack my brain about that problem,
I have more important things to do.
Everybody mount!
They want to protract it.
But what do they get out of this?
For them killing is a pleasure and they want to make the most of this pleasure.
It would not be as hard to take, knowing all this would make any sense.
If you are speaking of us two Lieutenant, maybe it makes sense.
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