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So you wanted to fool us?

Soldiers!

You wanted to make us look like assholes?

Motherfucker...

Well, it won't happen.

Fuck you!

You fucker!

- Sergeant! - Yes, sir!

Are you going to talk?

Son of a bitch.

I'll give you one last chance...

If you cooperate, I'll help you.

Where did you hide the rest?

Answer! Son of a bitch!

Let's see how tough you are, fuckers!

- Sergeant! - Sir!

Take their clothes off!

- Understood? - Yes, sir.

Do you like it, bitch?

Do you like it? Don't move!

The Violin

Change, change of pitch.

One little cheese, madam.

Thank you.

We're hungry, no?

- Yes, its time to eat. - Let's have a taco.

Here it is, Pa.

Calm down, boy, or you'll drop your taco!

Didn't you hear?

Little troublemaker!

He'll turn out just like you!

Little troublemaker!

You were even worse...

No way.

This one will beat us all!

I hope so...

You must study.

Your guitar can become your best friend.

Don't abandon it.

When could I practice?

- I'll check that. - Be careful.

- Good evening, Don Plutarco. - Good evening.

A beer.

Hurry up. Outside!

Go!

Everybody inside. Nobody stays outside.

Close the door. Let's go.

- What's up? - What's up?

- What happened? - Nothing good. We have to wait.

Tell me.

Let's go. Let's go.

Son. Let's go.

Tell me about it now.

You don't forget anything.

But I can't.

The less you know the better. Just in case...

That's the whole point, I should know, just in case.

They say we have to move and get it out of town.

Before they come down on us.

- I don't think so. - You don't?

Didn't they raid and crush La Quebrada?

Yes, that's true...

It could happen to us.

What happened?

What happened?

The soldiers kicked us out.

What do you mean?

Where's my wife?

I think they got her too.

Hey, come here!

I'll catch up with you.

Follow them! Go!

Let me go! You won't throw me out of my home! Let me go!

You think you can do what you want here?

Let me go!

So you weren't there, fucker?

Where are the others?

- The others? - Answer!

- Where are they? - We don't know.

Oh! You don't know?

And your cousin?

I haven't seen him.

You haven't seen him? They all ran to the mountain like little girls?

Like bloody women?

Hey, I'm talking!

Let my sons go, bastards!

Get her out of here!

If you don't tell me where your leader is, you're dead!

Where's your damn leader?

On the other side!

Down there!

- See you tomorrow. - See you tomorrow.

Grandpa, where's my mum?

She's with your Uncle Rafael.

- And my sister? - She's there too.

Why, Grandpa?

Because they're better there.

When will they be back?

They won't come back, we'll go for them.

When?

In time...

Why don't we go home in the meantime?

- We can't right now. - Why not?

We just can't.

But why?

You see...

In the beginning of time,

the Ancient Gods created the earth,

the sky,

fire, the wind,

and all the animals.

Then they created man and woman.

They all lived in harmony.

But one of those Gods was mischievous

and he gave mankind envy and ambition.

When the other Gods found out,

they punished the mischievous God.

Then they removed the ambitious people of the earth.

But some of them were accidentally left behind.

Then there were more and more, and more,

and they wanted to own everything.

They deceived the good people,

and little by little by little, they took away what they owned,

until they got everything.

They drove them out of their forests.

The good people felt this was not fair,

so they turned to the Gods for help.

But the Gods told them to fight on their own,

that their destiny was to fight.

The ambitious people had become powerful,

so the good people decided to wait.

And their land became dark, and desolate.

And then?

Then, the good people returned to fight for their land and their forest,

because it belonged to them.

Because their parents had given it for their children,

and the children of their children.

And that's what we'll do, we'll go back.

And when will we go back?

When better times come.

And when will they come?

Soon... soon.

When?

One day you will know.

- Where's the Commander? - Down there.

Are all your boys here?

Some of them.

They took us by surprise. Many couldn't get away.

We thought we had time, but they were faster.

Are the villagers OK?

Are they safe now?

I think they are.

They're in the secure area.

They took my Lupe...

and my little girl too.

We should send women to Salina camp.

They must be kept there.

Did you get anything out?

I couldn't get close.

Everything's still there,

but don't worry, I'll get it out.

We have to move soon, when the troops from the other groups come in.

It's coming soon.

These bastards are going to get it right in the face.

Attack... now!

One! Two! One! Two!

Good afternoon.

- Is the boss here? - Sure.

You came all this way just for a mule?

- Yes, boss. - Why do you want it?

To look for someone, my daughter-in-law.

The mother of this boy?

Yes, boss. Lend it to me just for a few days, I'll bring it back.

No, Plutarco.

You're an honest man and I trust you, but I can't.

Sell it to me, then.

- Bring them some water. - Yes.

Did you bring money?

No, boss, I didn't.

But you can have my year's crop.

I'll bring it to you after the harvest. Please.

How many hectares?

Ten, boss.

What if the harvest is bad?

I heard that your town is mixed up in some trouble.

Tell me, Plutarco, why do they insist on rebelling?

No, sir. We are hardworking people, we are peaceful people.

All right, Plutarco.

I trust you.

Zenon!

Zenon!

Plutarco!

Plutarco!

You're my friend, Plutarco, I'll give you my best animal.

But business is business, as you know.

So I need a guarantee.

Do you understand?

- Yes, boss. - All right, then.

Sign here.

I'll fill it out later.

Don't worry.

Or come back tomorrow. That way I've time to write it right and then you sign.

All right, boss.

It's a good mule, right, Grandpa?

Yes, she's strong.

So we're going for Mum, aren't we?

She can make it, right?

Can't she, Grandpa?

Yes, she can.

But first you have to learn to wait,

each thing in its own time.

Almost everybody is ready.

I know, but we can't go by ourselves.

And with Jacinta's men?

No, they have other orders.

Besides, I told the Commander we would do it.

We'll get the stuff out.

Anything new?

Nothing...

The guys went to Las Flores hill.

I just came to see you.

Well, you see...

Did you find out about...

About that...

No, nothing.

We sent comrades to Salina camp...

Someone'd better go to the county town.

No, nobody can go there now, it's too far.

Not that much with a mule.

And now, we left the stuff inside.

Shit...

I must check what I can get out.

It's dangerous, it's full of soldiers there.

Without them, we're done.

I have to try, even if it's risky.

All you'll do is get killed.

You have to eat to get stronger.

We're going to my mum and it's far.

Eat a lot.

It's really far, right, Grandpa?

Yes, it's really far,

but you're not going.

But, Grandpa, you said we would go.

It's better if you stay here.

But you said we would.

Yes, but it's too far.

You said we would, Grandpa.

It's better if you keep watch here.

All right?

Stop.

Get down.

Check what he's got.

Careful, that's my violin.

Shut up, old man.

I just came to check my harvest.

Shut up! Answer when spoken to!

Let's go!

Come here.

What are you doing here, old man?

Are you looking for trouble?

No. No, sir.

I just came to see my harvest, in that cornfield.

Get out of here.

And if I see you here again, you're dead.

Get it?

Please, sir, let me in.

I need to see my land.

Leave, and thank God I let you go.

Get out!

- What's that? - That's my violin.

Keep him there.

- What does he want? - He says he plays the violin...

Is it yours?

Yes, sir.

I'm not one of those you're looking for.

And how do you know that?

No, sir. I'm just a musician.

All right. Play something then.

Go on!

What's your name?

Plutarco Hidalgo, at your service.

May I go?

I'm a peaceful man.

All right, you can go.

The violin stays here.

Get out of here!

How many men do you need to go in?

50, at least.

I can give you 20.

I'll give you the rest.

What happened?

I had a look at our people.

- How are they? - They're fine.

How are my dad and my son?

They are OK.

It's just that...

your father went to the village.

I saw him arrive at the checkpoint.

Why did he go to the village?

Apparently, to get something out.

He was riding a mule.

A mule? Where did he get a mule?

OK, I'll find out later. Come on.

Why the hell did you go there?

Forget it.

Did they follow you?

Of course not.

So much risk for nothing.

Be grateful I can tell the story.

I lost my violin.

You took it with you?

Of course. How could I get the stuff back?

God damn...

It's getting worse.

Now I have to get the violin back too.

But don't you move again.

Understood?

And where the hell did you get a mule?

She came by herself.

On her own.

Now the fucking mules show up on their own.

Lieutenant Sirenio sent me.

Wait there.

At ease.

At ease.

It's time to move to Tres Cruces.

I'm still waiting for some comrades.

We haven't got anything yet.

We're in trouble if we have nothing to fight with.

The others are just waiting for the order to attack.

We have to move.

We're in danger here.

We have to risk it as it is.

Give me one more day.

Come here.

Commander, Lieutenant Sirenio says he sent his men to Paso de Caballo,

and they found the missing people from La Piedad.

He sends this list, sir.

They were in the river.

Who found them?

They drifted to San Francisco and our men found them.

- How many? - Around 20.

The priest has already given them a proper burial.

All right, son, go on, and take care.

What a beautiful piece.

What's its name?

Julia.

Have a taco, Don Plutarco.

Don't call me Don Plutarco, Plutarco is enough.

All right, I will.

Come on, sit down and eat something.

Come on.

All right...

Tell me how many rebels there were in this village.

There were very few.

And where are they now?

Like Chepe Torres said, who knows?

Sir, give me a chance to have a look at my land to see how my crops have grown.

All right, Plutarco.

You can go.

Just let me have my violin.

With you, Plutarco...

This remains here in good hands.

Don't worry.

Go. Don't let your harvest go to waste.

I went there.

We could get in without being seen.

I almost had the munitions out when reinforcements joined them.

I didn't want to risk our men.

Did you find Lupe?

Now we're ready to attack.

Those assholes are almost there.

And tomorrow we go to Tres Cruces.

I won't see you any more.

Father, take care of my son.

I can get my violin back from that asshole when I want.

Go.

God bless you.

Come on, Plutarco.

Give it to me for a bit.

Plutarco, how did you learn to play?

The hard way, son!

My uncle Felix woke me up at five o'clock in the morning to study.

When I had studied, I had to go to work in the field.

I would have liked to learn how to play, but it wasn't possible.

How come?

When my father was killed, I was only a kid,

and from that moment it was an everyday fight.

We didn't even have enough food, so, music, you can imagine...

Life is a bitch sometimes.

No way...

Yes.

Then I got involved in this, and, you see, you forget...

And you really like music?

Yes.

If you want, I can teach you.

Really?

Yes.

You think I'd still be able?

If you want to, you can. Even if old parrots speak less.

Of course you can.

"For old horses like me, time is up.

"The passion God had given us, He has taken back himself.

"All we have left is envy and desire."

Ah, Plutarco!

Tell me, Don Plutarco,

what happened to your hand?

When will you leave us in peace?

The people you're looking for are not here.

Listen, Plutarco.

If it was up to me, I'd be gone.

I swear.

- Tell me, sir... - What is it, Plutarco?

Give me my violin back. My fingers are getting numb.

All right.

Take it. But be here tomorrow, all right?

All right.

Get ready tonight, we go to Tres Cruces.

Don't worry.

How are you, Plutarco?

I'm here, that's all.

- Sergeant! - Sir!

Take some men to inspect the zone.

Sir, yes, sir!

Hey, Plutarco!

Are you leaving already?

Yes, sir.

And today's work?

Damn memory, I forgot!

Halt!

Why are you leaving so soon?

I'm tired, my captain hasn't showed up.

Wait a bit.

I'll come back tomorrow.

A taco for the road, Don.

Thank you. God bless you.

Come on!

Sadly were singing the goldfinches

And the blackbirds

And all the other birds

Whistling in the sierra

They are right, and deep is their pain

Come here, you idiot!

Tell them not to leave Las Flores, those assholes are in Tres Cruces.

Go, hurry up! As fast as you can.

And then, Grandpa?

These Hidalgos were famous men

Their merit echoed everywhere

They obeyed a call, Don Cipriano's call, they never saw their land again

Leave that, Grandpa'll be angry.

What's that?

- Why are you here? - Keeping watch.

When did the others leave?

- Early. - Get down!

We must stop them before Tres Cruces, there's an ambush there!

- Leaving already? - My captain isn't here.

He won't be long.

Have a safe trip, Don.

- A taco for the road, Don. - Thank you very much.

Come on.

Mule!

Bloody mule!

Mule! Go!

Hey, Plutarco. Where are you going?

I was leaving. I thought you'd be late.

You were leaving just like that?

What about the music lessons?

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow? No way.

Alberto, you take the mule.

Come on, up here.

Come on.

I can forgive you anything, Plutarco, except leaving me without music.

Come on, play a song.

A good one, all right?

What's going on, Plutarco?

I don't hear any music.

Come on, Plutarco, play.

Today is a happy day, isn't it?

Go on!

Make them go down!

Faster!

Take them down!

Quick!

Quiet, asshole!

Hurry up!

Get her in!

Hurry up! Go get the others!

So, Plutarco?

Play, old man.

I said play!

I'm ordering you to play!

The music is over.

Sadly were singing the goldfinches

And blackbirds

And all the other birds

Whistling in the sierra

They are right, and deep is their pain

For the noble Hidalgos are no more

In the mountains they fought

For the rights the government denied them

With hundreds of men and women by their side

So many villages time has drowned into oblivion

These Hidalgos were renowned men

And their honor echoed everywhere

They obeyed a call, the call of Justice, and they never saw their land again