Original subtitles

Espie!

Where is Hannah? Have you seen her?

How many died?

Seven.

What's the news?

The whole island is surrounded by the military.

They said they'll make sure you all die.

They're Watching our village.

Ok then. Thank you.

Be very careful.

What now?

The river.

My dear Alberta,

The storm is raging here.

This provides respite from their pursuit of us.

Change for us to rest a little.

Everything is uncertain now.

Death is upon us.

If could come tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow.

I dont't know.

We are ready.

We will die fighting.

In this condition, my thoughts wander.

Why is there so much madness and too much sorrow in this world?

Is happiness just a concept?

Is living just a process to measure man's pain?

Are we ever goig to see each other again?

I'm not afraid of death.

I'm more afraid that I won't see you again.

Fuck, I can't take this anymore!

Fuck you all.

What do you think is happening to him?

Maybe he's just tired.

Hey, I'm here!

I'm here! Come and kill me!

Fuck!

I am not hiding this.

Where are you!

You're all cowards! Show yourselves!

Are the enemies? Are they here?

Fuck you!

Show yourselves! Fuckers!

Fack you! I don't care!

You don't think!

All you do is... fuck!

I now realized the lyrical madness of this struggle.

It is all about sadness.

It is about my sadness.

It is about the sorrow of my people.

I cannot romanticize the futility of it all.

Even the majestic beauty of this island...

couldn't provide an answer to this hell.

There is no cure for this sorrow.

Have you seen Julian?

Have you seen Julian Thomas?

Angelo?

Where is Julian?

The river is long, Alberta Munoz.

Traverse it... up to the Montalban... up to the mountain.

He's just around.

And why do you have look for God?

Julian is not God, Angelo.

You've read his book, right?

What's written there is the sadness of man.

The sadness of Julian.

The sadness of the world, Alberta.

Angelo, that book is not important.

It's just Julian's world.

Our world, Alberta.

What's in that book is important.

I'm a committed actor because of sadness.

Because of sadness, there is poetry.

Because of sadness there is song.

Because of sadness, there is cinema.

Because of sadness, there is painting... there is the novel.

Isn't that the truth?

Because of that book,

Julian Thomas is now a god.

All actors, musicians, painters, businessmenand criminals...

who now live in this river... they believe in him, Alberta.

Julian Thomas is everywhere, Alberta!

God is everywhere!

You are not a God, Julian!

Julian!

Patricia has long been dead.

I am not Julian.

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