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I'm sorry, Penguin...

but if you insist, I'm forced to put a hole in your head.

And I will have to choose a different target,

because you already have a hole where your brain should be.

Well, when this whole story started,

the hole that Vasco had where his brain should have been,

was even deeper.

At the time he was just a bum.

One of those miserable men populating Mexico

when Porfirio Diaz

was trying, with good and bad intentions,

to be re-elected as President for the fifth time.

In reality, more bad intentions than good ones.

- Who are you voting for? - Porfirio Diaz.

Ricardo Vuerta.

- Who are you voting for? - I vote against Diaz.

Take him to the wall.

Daddy!

Platoon! Load!

Point! Shoot!

Loser.

And you? Who are you voting for?

Who should vote for someone like me, uh?

You didn't answer my question.

Who are you voting for?

Tell me something, are you stupid, or what?

What, General?

I want to know who it is that you are voting for, asshole.

Answer!

Viva Mexico!

It's a revolution! Viva!

Viva Xantos!

Viva Xantos!

Who was the valiant one who revolted first?

Good job, kid.

What is your name?

They call me Vasco.

- Ah. - 'Cause, I always wear this on my head.

And since my parents were Basques...

My dad used to clean the public toilets in Spain.

He got here with big hopes and ideas.

He wanted to launch the trend of public toilets with fees,

but since he liked whores too much,

he lost all his money

and he ended up being the guardian of the San Bernardino's toilet.

- Poor guy. - So you know San Bernardino well?

Well? Oh!

- Sure. I was born there. - Good boy!

Vasco.

Take charge of my men.

They're courageous people.

Lead them to the assault,

win San Bernardino, destroy the Regulares,

eliminate the Xantists.

- Are you talking to me? - Yes, to you.

From now on, you're named my lieutenant,

commander with full power.

Vasco!

Viva Mexico!

Viva Mexico!

Viva the revolution!

Viva Vasco!

Vasco didn't know yet,

but when a dangerous venture was ahead,

Mongo would always nominate a new lieutenant.

The General would only show up when the job was done.

That's what also happened in San Bernardino,

while the courageous conquerors were celebrating victory,

I arrived.

WARNING: EXPLOSIVES

INFECTIOUS VACCINES

DANGER OF INFECTION IF THIS DOOR IS OPEN

Stop, compañero! Where are you going dressed like that?

Who are you rooting for?

Where do you think you're going?

Tell us. That thing over there wasn't here before.

What are you keeping inside?

You're asking too many questions!

Let's just kill him and get it over with.

Your friend is right, compañero.

When you're about to die, you shouldn't ask too many questions.

Who is that girl?

Why are you so upset?

Do you like the way I shoot?

Eh?

You don't like the way I shoot?

You are one of them.

Now I have to search you.

I need to search you.

I beg your pardon. I am sorry.

Boys!

A San Bernardino penguin is coming!

Let's see if the penguin likes bananas.

Come over here.

Come on. Come on over here.

Come hereto daddy.

Here's your little banana.

I'm sorry, would you mind telling me who threw this banana skin?

- I did. Why? - Oh, really?

This is for you.

Take it.

- For me? - Take it as if you won a bet.

Would you mind letting me know what's the best hotel in town?

The best hotel in town?

Well...

that one over there is the only one.

It kinda smells like piss,

but you'll get used to it.

Thank you very much. You are a real gentleman.

I owe you.

You're welcome, sir.

May God bless you.

May God bless you. You are welcome.

Vasco, why would he give you that dollar?

Because he was afraid, that fucker.

FOR PRESIDENT VOTE XANTOS

I'm looking for General Mongo,

would you mind letting me know where I can find him?

General Mongo is busy at the time. He's working on a revolution.

You didn't happen to realize?

Now that I think about it,

I've heard some shots and seen some cadavers lying around,

but I thought it was a typical habit of the local folklore.

I'd like your best suite

and a hot tub, please.

There's only one best suite here,

and besides being unique,

it is taken by that gentleman over there.

He must be important.

That gentleman over there.

Yes. He's one of General Mongo's officers,

and he's also the strongest of all.

- So, what is his name? - Whose name?

His. The strongest of all.

Ah! Pepito!

- Pepito Tigrero. - Ah, Pepito.

Pepito Tigrero.

- But why? - There.

Now the room is available. Prepare me a warm bath.

But...

where is Pepito Tigrero gonna stay?

At the hospital.

I beg your pardon.

Your mother is a whore, your father is a thief,

and your grandpa is notoriously a fag.

What did you just say?

I'll try to be clearer.

Your mother is a whore, your father is a dirty thief,

and your grandpa is notoriously known as a famous fag.

How dare you?

I pitifully ignored your sister.

Now you know who I am.

Let General Mongo know that the Swede has arrived.

Ah, nice to see you again, miss.

Although, I normally prefer to receive beautiful girls alone

in my bedroom.

Well, since the conversation is quite poor,

I'll get comfortable.

I hope this won't bother you too much.

Is there anything I can do for you?

Be on our side.

Why should I do that?

Because we are on the right side.

Being on the right side

is not always a good reason.

We Xantists fight for an ideal of justice and freedom.

Ours is a good cause.

Hm. I heard this in all the countries where I sold weapons.

You don't need to sell weapons to Mongo.

He's a bandit.

That's why he pays so well.

You're just like any other foreigner, despicable and ruthless.

Well, let's not exaggerate.

My problem is only one: the price.

You pay me more than the others, and the weapons are yours.

We are basically students who fight to defend the poor.

We are not rich.

Well, there's no difference to me between students or bandits.

Let me meet your boss.

If he offers more than General Mongo, we'll make a deal.

Our boss is a prisoner of the gringos.

Prisoner? Do tell.

While Madero, Villa, and Zapata

were fighting in other regions against Diaz,

we, the students, disciples of Professor Xantos,

were doing our revolution in this territory.

But the arrival of Mongo and his bandits

forced our boss to go to the United States

to look for help for our cause.

- Which is the cause... - Of freedom and justice.

All right, we got that.

What happened next?

What happened was that the Americans understood

that if the professor would have come back and imposed his ideals,

he would have compromised their oil interest on Mexican territory.

And with the excuse of protecting him, they locked him away

in the Fort Yuma.

It's been six months he's been in there.

He won't even get up with cannons.

The penguin was strong, eh?

If he was that strong, he didn't give you that dollar just for fear, eh?

Vasco!

They killed two of our men at the station.

They say it was the gringo.

Let's go.

Hey, something is happening in the plaza.

Come on. Out the window.

Run. Quick!

If they find us here, we're in trouble.

Hey, look over there!

Someone's running away.

Viva Xantos!

Doing things for free doesn't normally bring me good luck.

Come with me!

He yelled, "Viva Xantos" before falling.

They were coming out of the penguin's room.

You're getting me annoyed.

Get out of that bed if you don't want it to become your catafalque.

If you're annoyed because you like the girl, please join.

There's space for you, too.

You know very well why I'm here.

You're plotting with the Xantists.

Well, if what I'm doing what you say, plotting in Mexico--

Let's not lose time, Vasco.

He's with the Xantists. Let's kill him now!

Yeah, let's kill him now!

Let's kill him!

You're accused of killing two of our men at the station.

Would you like to deny it?

If you would just understand the meaning of the Latin motto:

"Mors tua vita mea,"

you'd understand what brought me to do that.

But I'm guessing you didn't study Latin before.

Therefore, it's best you call General Mongo for me.

He's a good friend of mine and I'm sure he's already expecting me.

What is expecting you is something else.

You'll know very soon. Take him away.

- Let's go. - See you soon.

Come on, move.

I'll see you soon. Count on it.

Hey.

You're so difficult with the Mexican and...

I know a special treatment for one like you.

One who sleeps with foreigners.

Penguin,

what was that thing, mors tua vita mea?

Explain that to me. I just don't remember.

I'd like to explain to you that as a foreign citizen,

I have the right to ask the protection of my country's ambassador.

But I'm guessing it'd be useless.

You're guessing right.

That was clear. Did the general arrive?

No.

The time to burst has arrived.

You're making a huge mistake.

I told you. The general is my friend.

He's the one who called me.

When the general is not here, I'm the one who rules here.

You'll see what I prepared for you.

Anyway, listen...

if you tell me why you gave me this dollar,

I'll promise you, you'll die in the first round.

I won't let you suffer too much.

Why would you want to know? You'd be disappointed.

You'll be even more disappointed in a bit, I can guarantee it.

Guys, when I waive my hand, you go ahead.

Hey, my hands are tied, could you send someone to scratch my nose?

People of Mexico!

You're about to witness the head being cut off

of this son of a bitch!

For General Mongo! Attack!

Let's go!

Get that damn car out of the way!

Out of there! Out of there!

Don't you dare insult your general's car, you piece of shit!

You're downgraded, you son of a bitch!

And you should thank God, that I don't take your head off!

Understood? Get out of my face!

And never come back again!

I said, out of my face!

Sure, sure, General. Sure. Right away.

Out of your face. Off I go.

Where's the Swede? I'll have you all hung

if you don't bring the Swede alive to me, bastards!

Mongo, my friend, if only you knew how much I missed you.

I swear on San Bernardino,

your life to me is worth less than a bug.

Diaz's government is shit.

And you know where I put the ideals of the Xantists.

I ask for something better out of the revolution.

I want a shit load of money.

And since the money is tied in a Swedish safe,

to open it, we need a Swede. A son of a bitch just like you.

I fully respect your noble ideals, General.

I just don't understand why you'd need a safe to get rich.

You have a whole city to rob from.

You could have just sold that statue.

It's an antique, it's worth a lot.

You must be crazy.

No Mexican would have the courage to touch that relic.

We, instead...

you'll help me put my hands on that money.

I'll say it is needed to buy your weapons, then we'll spit it in half.

I'll give you a third of the loot, and I run away with the rest, huh?

You'll be my alibi, to make them all look like fools.

What do you think about that, huh?

Very ingenious.

What's going on? What are they doing?

What are those idiots doing?

Idiots! Cut it out! It's useless!

In this damn safe are the treasures of the region,

but none of my men are capable of opening it.

If you'd like to be paid for your weapons,

open it.

You should know how to do it, no?

So?

It's a Svenson, North model.

Reinforced with triple German steel.

The lock has a special combination.

It weighs over two tons.

Not even the Almighty can open it.

The only way to open it is by using the combination.

There's got to be the director of the bank, a teller, someone who knows it.

Or did you kill them all?

There's one left.

Professor Xantos, who is now in Yuma.

There's no way we can get him back here.

It's not impossible.

I'll take care of it.

If that's what you like, General, I'll go to Yuma

and bring Xantos to San Bernardino.

Of course I want that!

That's fantastic!

'Cause with that wealth, we'll be victorious!

Thank you, Swede.

Thank you, in the name of our beloved homeland.

You're very welcome,

because we're going to divide the loot in half the way I want.

I get three parts, and you get one. Take it or leave it.

Do you agree, General?

You should know that we put our complete faith in you.

Go, then. Go, Swede, and come back with our enemy.

- Mongo. - We have all our hopes...

- General Mongol - ...for our future--

I'm sorry if I dare to intervene.

May I?

I may be a piece of shit, agreed, but, look at you.

You go trusting someone who killed two of our people.

What if he's a spy?

Try to understand, huh?

That's true!

Then, what else can we do?

He's the only one as a foreigner who can cross the border.

Any Mexican would get questioned.

Not a Mexican serving a citizen of a neutral nation.

Why don't you come with me?

That way you can check on me and help me out.

- Right! - I won't serve anyone. Understood?

Let alone a pretentious penguin like you!

I understand. You're afraid.

Hey! Calm down!

Calm down, guys. Calm down.

Come on, Vasco,

the Swede didn't mean to offend you, eh?

After all, you called him Penguin.

Now you're even.

But if you really want to confront him,

you could postpone when you'll be back.

I offer you the opportunity to regain the lieutenant rank that I revoked.

With all the economic privileges related to that title, huh?

Go with him.

Work with him.

Don't ever take your eyes off of him,

and bring back to us that bastard Xantos!

I ask you to do it for your general.

For your compañeros!

For our revolution!

If you ask me that way, the answer is yes.

Viva the revolution!

This heat fucks you penguins over, huh?

It is certainly not pleasant.

Now could you tell me why you gave me this dollar?

I'm afraid this is not the right time.

Good morning, Lieutenant.

Who are you and where are you heading?

My name is Yodlaf Peterson.

I'm a Swedish citizen,

I'm heading to Hermosillo to catch a train heading to the United States.

My Passport.

What about him?

Uh...

he's my servant.

You can proceed, Sergeant.

We are in an operation zone,

we must photograph, record, all the people without papers.

We're at your complete disposal.

It's just for him.

It's a good way to check.

Come on, Vasco. Go take a picture.

- Take what? - Come on, get off your horse, quick.

Yeah, you! Get off.

You must be patient, Lieutenant.

He's a bit ignorant.

Come on, Vasco.

It's nothing serious.

You just need to go there in front of the platoon.

Sure. Sure. Sure.

A bit to the right.

More. Keep going, come on.

A bit more.

A bit more to the right.

There. Just like that. Don't move.

Ready?

One, two, three.

Get up, you idiot!

You're a widow?

It must be sad to always travel and sleep alone.

I don't travel alone.

I travel with these.

Do they belong to your late husband?

No, they're mine. Remain still and raise your hands.

We won't hurt anyone

as long as you don't force us to do so.

Nobody move!

Have we arrived?

No, it's a robbery.

We didn't have another way to find some cash.

It's not for us we need it, though.

We are not bandits.

We're rebels.

We fight for the freedom of our country.

- All for freedom! - All for freedom!

She may be a rebel, she may be a slut,

but she's certainly cute.

What are we gonna do with those two?

That one over there, the Swede, he helped us once.

This other one, on the other hand, he's one of Mongo's lieutenants.

We must execute him!

No, it'd be better hanging him!

No. Professor Xantos taught us not to use violence.

To kill this bandit without a fair trial

would lower us to his level.

Of course. She's right.

The girl is right, boys! No violence!

- Shut up! - Ouch!

Careful. Don't let me regret my generosity.

Hey, look! Look!

He's taking the train!

Penguin!

Wait for me!

Penguin!

Let's go!

Let's go and kill, compañero!

Let's go!

Let's go to Yuma!

To Yuma!

To Yu-- Yu-- help.

Son of a bitch!

Hey, John. Listen to this one.

An unknown Mexican was able to put off his scent

after a brutal murder, committed with one of his fellows,

a Swedish citizen named Yodlaf Peterson.

A reward of 2,000 Mexican pesos is on each of the two men

who were seen on a train they seized

heading towards Texas.

What was the name of this Swedish one?

The Swedish one? Yodlaf Peterson.

Why? Do you know him?

He is asking if we know him, Marshal.

We know him very well.

Marshal will tell us when the train arrives.

Come on out, John.

I saw Marshal flying around.

And he is always where you are.

Yod.

What a beautiful surprise.

Very nice to see you again, John.

My pleasure.

I wouldn't have said you could pull it off last time.

But on the other hand...

John and I had a very bad time in Cuba.

Due to some defective goods sold around there.

In order to save myself,

- I had to accuse him. - Yep.

How did you make it out of that mess, John?

All thanks to Marshal.

He was the only one who didn't abandon me.

He freed me with his beak

from the nail that kept me crucified to that tree.

How?

He pulled out the nail with his beak?

No. No.

He took off the hand.

Here you go.

It's wooden.

These things happen.

- Yeah. - Nice to see you again, John.

- Me, too. - I got to run now.

You can't run now.

He's all yours.

There, you bastard!

That's enough.

They want you dead or alive.

Since I can choose, obviously,

I'll choose the first one.

You don't mind that, right?

No, no. I like jokes.

You'll stay here and keep him company

until the last moment,

Marshal.

It's pretty warm, huh?

♪ Your blue eyes ♪

♪ That you only have... ♪

Vasco, get that beast!

Since you're a penguin, you should know.

She gets upset if you treat her that way.

You know what?

Sons of bitches will end up badly sooner or later.

Come on, Vasco. Get me off of here!

Calm down. Calm down.

You can die in peace. Don't you worry.

I will always keep this in your memory.

It's so warm!

What about the revolution?

What happened to your ideals?

And what about Mongo's mission?

Don't you think about that? Huh?

- Do you want some? - No, thank you.

What about Xantos? Eh?

We need to take him back to San Bernardino

to have him open the safe.

The revolution needs that money, compañero.

You'll never be able to free the professor

from Fort Yuma alone.

Help me get off of here, Vasco.

Help me get off. I can't stand here anymore!

Calm down.

But...

first...

you must swear...

on...

San Bernardino.

That this is the last time you'll try to fool me.

I swear. On any saint you choose.

Don't move.

Are you Catholic?

Of course I'm Catholic.

Quick! Quick!

Oh, God! Oh, God!

What the hell are you doing?

I get dizzy! I can't do it! I'm scared! Oh, God!

What do you mean, you get dizzy?

Come on now! This rope is strangling me!

You believed it, huh?

Me dizzy?

Look what I do with vertigo. Look.

Look, vertigo, look.

Good, compañero.

If you come to Sweden, I'll introduce you to my sister.

♪ Damn you, blue eyes ♪

♪ That you only have... ♪

Nice mustache!

Penguin!

You didn't die, right?

Think of the revolution, Penguin!

Penguin, my head is hurting.

I'm all red. I'm all red, Penguin!

Help!

You move the pawn,

and it's checkmate.

You see, Mr. Rosenbloom?

A modest pawn in the game of chess

can win alone, even against stronger pieces.

When there are ideals, anything is possible.

We really appreciate your ideals.

And we are hereto help you.

In fact, we are ready to invest big assets for your cause.

Human nature has often positively surprised me

with its unexpected outburst of generosity.

But experience had taught me that the rich

never touches his assets to benefit the poor

without expecting a substantial sum in return.

We only want a guarantee from you:

being able to continue to have what we had till now.

The recognition of our rights

from any type of government that will gain power.

Meaning?

You approve the agreements for 99 years

for the use of the oil wells,

and we send you back to Mexico

and help the revolution win.

You know we are capable of doing that.

The Mexican revolution doesn't need help from anyone to triumph.

Now get out of here!

These proposals of yours make me nauseous.

17 black.

Pst, hey.

How does that work?

You bet on a number,

if you guess right, I pay you 36 times the bet.

Really?

Try it.

What a nice game.

13 red.

Bad, bad, bad.

Can I choose any number?

Any number.

99.

You can't do 99!

You told me any number I want.

I want 99.

You let me play 99,

or else I'll shove the little ball up your butt.

There is no 99.

- You tell-- - You said any number! Yes or no?

Can you tell him there is no 99?

I propose another number, compañero.

You'll see. It'll be the lucky one.

We are two, right?

Good. Let's bet on number two.

If we lose, you'll tell me why you gave me that dollar, huh?

Deal.

Rien ne va plus!

What the fuck did you say?

Nothing. Some sort of magic formula.

33 black.

I'm sorry, gentlemen.

We're even more sorry, dear.

Yep. Someone could even die from regret.

Oh, I made a mistake.

- I'm so inattentive. - That's right.

Number two came out!

You won. Very lucky.

So, one, two, three, a dollar--

36. It's $36.

Yep. Gentlemen, the game is over now.

Also because I got this very annoying itch in my nose.

Who knows why? It may be a pimple.

I apologize. Good morning. I mean, good evening.

Anyway, see you again.

Next time we play 99 and we'll win more.

It's possible.

Swede,

those dollars are mine...

charming boy.

In Dallas you told me you had to pay for your aunt's funeral.

In San Antonio you said they were about to seize your horse.

- And in Wichita-- - Wichita was the best night together.

It was unforgettable.

I'm getting annoyed.

Oh, compañero,

I have the honor to introduce to you Zaira,

the gorgeous Zaira, the beautiful Zaira.

The only blonde I know. Blonde everywhere.

And you are the only Swede I met, and I hope the last one.

If I were you, handsome, I'd find better company.

Eh.

This is a great occasion for a new experience.

Let your Latin nature triumph.

I'm sorry, isn't she your woman?

Yeah, but you know, us Swedes don't really mind.

Listen, Zaira,

I need to visit a friend in town.

Take care of the dark-haired one. You can't pass such occasion, compañero.

You need to go for it.

Consider it already done.

Do you think you can resist me?

I can try.

Xantos is well known.

The United States will have to free him soon

in order to avoid an international scandal.

And if he gets back safely to Mexico,

not only will the revolution continue,

but it will extend, and we'll end up losing our oil grants.

It's a risk we can't take, John.

Make sure it doesn't happen.

You know the rate.

$10,000.

You'll get paid when the job's done.

As down payment we brought you some weed.

A very well accepted gift.

Don't worry. It'll be done.

John, the Swede escaped. Someone freed him.

You're getting old, Marshal.

All blonde.

What happened?

He couldn't handle it.

It's best you take your dark-haired back.

I can't get back to the fort late.

The commander invited me to his birthday party

with the other girls.

We need to go there at night and get out before dawn.

It sounds like there will even be the prestige of the American army.

I'll help you defend the prestige of the American army.

Hey, what do you have in mind, Swede?

Sergeant.

Hey, Sergeant.

Let me through. Let me through.

- You arrived. - Good evening, Sergeant.

Good evening.

- Same girls? - Yes.

Still the same.

I've never seen this one.

Oh, how silly, you're right.

This is a new one.

Don't let us lose too much time though.

When you come and visit us I'll have you try her.

Well, I'll take you up on that.

Nice!

- Let them come in. - Hi, love.

Platoon, attention!

Left! Left!

March!

Here they are.

Finally! Hi.

Finally! Welcome to the fortress, Miss Zaira.

Even more beautiful than usual.

- Please. - And you, Captain, always nice.

- Let's go. - Take the carriage away.

What are you looking at? Go away. Go to sleep.

I don't want to see anyone around. Go!

Good. Be good.

Happy birthday!

Happy birthday!

Viva, viva!

Happy birthday!

I heard there is someone very important here at the fort.

- May I see him? - Who? Professor Xantos?

He's upstairs, but he's such a boring old man.

- He likes books, not women. - Really?

Hey! Fire!

Trumpet, quick! Send out the alarm!

Alarm! Fire!

- What is going on? - Quick!

Bring water! Quick! Move!

Come over with blankets! Make a chain!

Save the horses!

Quickly! Quickly!

Take the horses out of the stable! Quick!

Quick! Quick!

Excuse me, sir. There's a fire outside!

Let him in, if you can.

You don't understand! We have a fire!

- What did you say? - The fortress is burning!

There's fire everywhere.

Let the fire fighter's of Yuma know. Go!

- Yes, sir! - Gentlemen! Attention, please.

There's a fire. All of you outside!

Quick, quick! Out! Out! Out!

Alarm!

Alarm! Alarm!

The fort is on fire!

Quick! Quick! The tanks!

Alarm! The fort is on fire!

Here! Penguin!

Hey, the tank room!

Zaira!

- Where is he? - Upstairs.

Hey, what are we doing with the professor?

I'll take care of him. Go help the others.

- Quick! - Wait!

- Who are you? - Well...

it'd take too long to explain.

Your people are waiting for you. They need you.

You must get away from here!

I'll go back to my country only if I can do it legally.

I won't be a vulgar escapee,

but just like a man who regains his freedom without violence.

In some cases, violence is necessary, Professor.

I don't agree with that.

Tell me about just one case where violence is necessary.

This one.

What is going on here? Where is the water? Damn it!

I'll take care of it, Sergeant!

- Yeah, but be quick! - Okay!

Come on! Move! Let's get this fire out!

Go, horses, go!

Let's go, Vasco! Let's go!

Take him.

Move!

He's so heavy.

Push him in nice.

Hi.

Only women like you are useful for something. Thank you.

Go, horses, go!

Hey, wait!

Hey, Blondie!

Fate is with us.

It'll be easier to get Xantos.

How are you doing, Professor?

He may be a mute.

He hasn't said a word since we left.

You know, Professor, I don't understand why all those retards

are so interested in being killed in your name.

What the hell do you tell them?

Tell us as well what you tell them.

See how we react.

Do you wanna bet that this one, besides being mute, is also deaf?

No. He doesn't use his head just to separate it from the ears like you do.

You're not Mexican, right?

No, I'm Swedish.

To me, even dumb, he just realized you are a foreigner.

From Stockholm.

If you say another half word in that fucking language,

I'll let you talk till hell. Understood?

Calm down, Vasco.

The professor knows my language.

- We were talking about-- - I don't care what you saying!

Speak the Christian language! Mine!

There's no need to get that excited.

Take your first turn on guard instead. I'll try to sleep a bit.

It's better that way.

I don't know what he told you,

but I can tell you now why we took you out of the fort...

I know why.

To let me get killed by General Mongo.

Nah!

It's for the safe!

General Mongo wants that money for the revolution.

He's a practical man.

He only believes in facts and not the usual bullshit you believe in.

Here is where you are mistaken.

Mongo will abandon you to your destiny

in the moment where he's realize his point.

You don't know, Mongo.

Everybody knows what he wants!

First, give the land to whom nurtures it.

Second, give the fabrics to the workmen who work hard.

And all Mexican prosperities

will divided in equal part for the poor.

And all the smart ones like you, who can read and write,

will be burnt with their own books! Trust me!

Where am I?

I don't know, but if you'd like, I'll figure it out, huh?

You, silly man.

He's still warm.

They can't be too far.

Good.

Do you understand? You'll be the one making them come back.

With your screams!

This mole is starving.

It's been a week, she hasn't been eating.

Not sure where they are. I haven't seen anything.

I was sleeping, I didn't see anything.

When she's done chewing on the roots,

she'll try to dig to get out of the trap.

She's got some tough nails.

She can dig tunnels underground.

She doesn't have to work so much to dig one in your belly.

I agree.

Don't worry, Professor, that's Vasco having some fun.

- He laughs on his own? - Yes.

- He does it often. - I don't find it normal.

Maybe something happened to him. Shall we go and check?

You don't need to worry. Come on, let's go.

Penguin!

Penguin!

Penguin!

But...

I can't possibly believe

that someone laughs like that alone without a reason.

Penguin!

It's okay if you don't believe it.

You see that griffon up there?

It means that Vasco is dealing with someone who's better to avoid.

- In everyone's interest. - You mean they're torturing him?

If they catch us, they'll torture us too,

- so we should move. - No!

I'm not moving from here.

Penguin!

What do you care about that bastard

who wants to give you to Mongo to kill you?

No man has the right to give definitive judgment

on another man.

Every mistake can be fixed.

I don't care about your philosophy.

I care about your life,

and just because it'll bring me some cash.

- Give me the glasses. - Why?

The only way to free your compatriot

is to capture that damn griffon.

How does capturing it free Vasco?

The griffon is a very curious animal,

it'll come down to see what sparkles.

When his owner realizes that his damn bird disappeared,

he'll come to look for him.

- Now. - The jacket! Quick!

There! Done.

Check it out. Marshal is gone.

Maybe he's seen them.

You stay here on guard.

We'll go see what's going on.

- Keep him still. - Yeah.

When Vasco quits screaming, free the griffon.

- But only then! Understood? - Sure.

Penguin! Penguin!

Don't abandon me!

Don't abandon me!

I don't care about Mongo!

I don't care!

Viva whatever! Whoever you want!

Rm dying here!

Oh, God!

Oh, God, I'm dying!

Oh, God!

Oh, God, I'm dying! Oh, God!

Oh, God, Penguin!

Penguin, you suck!

Go!

There. He's coming back.

You didn't find them, right?

Don't worry, you're still my best friend.

Come on!

Listen, you knew I wanted to give you to Mongo,

but instead you convinced the Swede to save me. Why?

If we'll keep going on this trip together,

you'll understand many things.

That's the Rio Grande.

We are in Mexico.

Just a while ago you asked me something.

I'll answer you now.

I insisted he save you

because we belong to the same earth.

Can you get that?

I get everything. Stay calm now.

I'd like to ask a question as well, Professor,

even if I don't belong to the same ground.

How can we go through to the other side?

No news, sir.

Double surveillance.

The order is to destroy the revolutionary,

either Xantos' or Mongo's.

Nobody should be allowed to cross the border.

Clear? Nobody.

Yes, sir.

Look how strange.

This small turtle has tropical origins

and they're always close to the water.

I can't understand how they could have gotten so far from the river.

Look!

There's more.

Look how many!

They're a true rarity here in Mexico!

I bet they're very rare in Sweden too.

- Am I right? - Oh, for sure.

You are always right, Professor,

but you never get to the point.

Guys.

- I found out how to do it. - To do what?

The professor goes inside here.

Sure. What about us?

Where are you heading, brothers?

To bury our prior in holy land.

- What order? - San Bernardino.

It's okay.

You can go.

WANTED

Our professor, who is in there,

don't you move.

If they catch us, it's a mess,

and we end up like San Bernardino.

Amen.

This is our area.

If we follow the general staff plans literally...

- Stop! - ..In a month

the revolutionary forces will be completely destroyed.

- Where are you heading? - But in order to suffocate

the opposition of the students and farmers...

To bury our beloved prior.

It's okay. Let them go through.

One moment. Stop.

Sergeant.

Check the inside of the coffin.

Yes, sir. Hey, you two, come on.

Did you hear him?

It's my holy duty to inform you, Colonel,

that our prior has been taken from us by a very infectious illness.

Cholera.

I can't have my troops risking an epidemic.

Forget the inspection. Let them go through.

And don't touch that coffin for any reason.

Careful! Don't touch it!

Brother, let's get the prior.

It'd be best to burn the coffin,

Colonel,

in order to avoid any danger of infection.

And it wouldn't be a bad idea to burn the two monks as well.

You know, they may be contagious.

That way, they could accompany their prior on his last journey.

What are we gonna do?

Professor, when we start shooting, run to the red truck.

It's the only hope we have to save our asses.

- Ready? - Vamos!

Hey, Vasco! Quick!

Let's follow them!

Let's go, John!

Don't let them run!

Let's get them!

It got stuck!

Go cut them off. That way!

Come on, go faster!

Look, there!

We made it, Vasco!

Don't you worry!

Oh, God!

Let's go!

There they are!

You see, John? What a nice dive.

Yes. All the way down to hell, I hope.

Careful. Don't move.

He's going to unveil us.

What do we do now?

- Huh? - I'll take care of that bird.

Hey, just the thigh for me. Well done.

Normally you say please.

And by the way, I don't do favors.

- No? - Ouch.

Then choke yourself.

Listen, it's about time you realize that this is my country

where I do whatever I want.

And if you don't like it, I'll do it anyway.

Calm down, Vasco.

And remember that behind nationalism,

there's always the fear and insecurity of a country.

I'm not afraid of anyone, Professor.

All right?

It was useless malice to kill this poor bird.

It was a vulture loricatus, a very rare species

of almost human intelligence.

That's why it tastes like shit.

Well, if you don't eat it,

it'll feed my little turtles at least.

They're dying of hunger.

Dying of hunger?

Fuck you and the turtles!

It's been two days without food!

And with General Mongo that has never happened! Never!

Because perhaps, by giving you food,

he'd deceive you better.

Not me.

You too, instead.

It's not true!

What do you mean?

Ask him.

- Talk. - Even in Sweden, we say please.

In any case, I don't do favors to ball busters.

Then I'll force you to do it! Understand?

Guys, please!

If you have to fight, do it right.

Drink. Drink.

Here you go.

The professor.

He left. Shit.

Where are the other two?

They're busy digesting Marshal.

It's true.

They grilled him and ate him.

Where's Professor Xantos?

So, Professor, are you gonna tell me where those two are?

Even if I knew it, I would never tell you.

Very good.

Colonel, this man is wanted by his government and by mine.

He's guilty of murder, thievery, rebellion,

sedition, and betrayal.

I demand he be immediately executed.

There she is.

Now I'll die happy.

I know you don't approve of this.

Even Xantos wouldn't approve it.

He taught us that nothing can justify the killing of a man.

They didn't want to speak and you know why?

Because they are the ones who killed our leader.

And now they have to pay with their lives.

Come on, give the order to shoot.

No. It's your decision and you will give the order.

Compañeros, get ready to shoot.

Listen,

will you tell me why you gave me the dollar before dying?

Why don't you want to save yourself?

You tell me, Vasco. Where is Xantos?

I'll tell you, but put those rifles down.

Ah!

Here's another one.

Compañeros, we are on the right track.

Here. Make it a hair tie for when your hair grows back.

You keep it to make a soup.

Hey, Swede.

Listen, what do turtles have to do with the professor?

Do you know the fable of Tom Thumb?

He used to leave a trace so that he could be found.

The professor did the same.

In the name of the Mexican Republic,

and in virtue of the powers granted to me by the President Porfirio Diaz,

Professor Vitaliano Xantos,

guilty of murder, thievery, sedition, and betrayal,

is sentenced to death by a firing squad.

The sentence will be executed immediately.

You may proceed, Captain.

Platoon. One step ahead.

Load!

Ready?

Aim!

Penguin!

Those soldiers you killed to save me

were human beings.

Killing a human being, although our enemy,

is a crime.

Isn't this what I've always taught you?

Answer!

What should we have done? Let them kill you?

My ideals don't fear death.

Nor do they need rifle to triumph.

Guys,

don't you ever forget this principle.

Fighting for the right ideal,

you can win even without violence.

- The other ones are armed, though. - When they killed us all,

even our ideals, Professor, will be dead.

This way our revolution will never triumph!

Look. Rifles, guns, knives, ammunition!

What is the difference between them and yourselves?

Between you and the ones we fight?

For our battle, words are not necessary anymore, Professor.

We shall respond to violence with violence.

To think of it in a different way is for cowards.

Forgive me.

Evidently I'm too old

and you are too young.

It's also possible that your way of thinking

is more in tune with our current times...

but it sickens my human conscience.

Professor...

Do you remember?

Wait, you kept it all this time?

Close to me. To remember you.

I really don't understand you.

You don't like me, right?

I don't like bandits.

Good, General.

Good. One more.

Move!

Come on, Xantist! Work those muscles!

If you can get that rifle

before I shoot you in the back,

you'll have the honor to fight personally with the great General Mongo!

Let's see what you can do.

He'll end up just like anybody else, General.

It's a cruel game that doesn't get you anywhere.

You have a sweet heart,

wooden hand.

You can call me Mister. I kind of prefer it.

Can you teach me a funnier way to execute them, Mister?

No, but definitely a more profitable way.

You wait for Xantos,

but the ones you sent to get him betrayed you.

- You are lying. - John never lies.

Especially on serious stuff.

Yod and Vasco will never bring you Xantos,

those guys will.

I don't see how.

You know where his shelter is.

Send someone there to let him know

that you'll hang them all if he doesn't come here, spontaneously.

Quite ingenious. It could work.

But...

what is your interest in all this?

Personal matters.

And... $10,000.

You know, we must think of retirement.

So, Professor,

shall we make a deal?

You give me all the content of the San Bernardino safe

and I'll get on your side.

My absolute lack of scruples

could be very useful to your cause.

All right.

If that's all you're asking.

Our leader, General Mongo, is sending us here to let you know

that 20 of your men are our prisoners.

And that if tomorrow Professor Xantos

doesn't show up spontaneously,

they'll be hung. Understand?

Amigos.

There's time till tomorrow,

for now put the guns down and work on your soul.

They told us that you were a bastard traitor,

you and that pig of a Swede.

Vasco...

put those guns down.

Those men are bringing the white flag.

Professor...

you don't know, but with that white flag,

Mongo and I tricked hundreds.

Now it's different.

You're not a bandit anymore.

Tell Mongo that I will be there.

Good, Professor, we'll wait for you.

Adiós!

Don't go, Professor, they'll kill you.

Don't you worry.

I'll talk to Mongo

and I'll try to convince him. I know what he wants from me.

We'll come with you. Maybe without weapons.

No. It would be a mistake.

A big mistake.

And possibly a useless massacre.

I want your word

that none of you will follow me.

It's your old professor asking you to obey him

for the last time.

You have our word.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Guys...

are you really letting him go alone?

He's old, poor guy.

They'll kill him.

We shall honor our word.

You don't go because you gave your word?

Yes.

You know what?

I don't have honor.

Wooden-hand was right, General.

Vasco and the Swede betrayed us.

- What about Xantos? - He's coming, Your Excellence.

Alone?

Yes, alone, General.

Look, Xantos is coming.

I'll take care of this. General Mongo!

- Vasco! - The professor wants to talk to you!

Are you hurt?

No. The dollar saved me.

You bastard!

- He's all yours. - No.

No. No.

Don't kill me.

I didn't do anything wrong.

You know that I've always been your friend.

You know it, Vasco.

And you too, Swede.

Believe me, I don't care about the revolution.

I just wanted to make some money,

but instead it didn't go that way.

Now I'm done. Look at me, I'm pathetic.

Don't shoot. Here.

Here are my weapons.

You can't kill me.

You can't kill a man with no weapon.

I'm scared. No, I don't want to die.

Vasco! Yod.

Let him go.

There has been enough death in San Bernardino.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you, Professor.

Careful!

Viva the revolution!

Viva Xantos! Viva the revolution!

The combination to the safe, Professor.

Viva Mexico.

Viva Mexico.

Mexico.

The land, the wheat, the work.

It wasn't a trick.

Those are our riches.

If you'll stay with us, you'll have your share.

Lola.

What's happening?

First, we must get married.

All right, I'll marry you.

There's no priest.

He's more important than a priest.

And I don't have a veil. You need a veil to get married.

I'll find a veil.

Here.

- So? - Let's kneel.

Do you, Vasco--

what is your real name?

Modesto Servando lrureta Goyena.

Do you, Modesto Servando lrureta Goyena...

Known as Vasco.

...known as Vasco,

take me as wife

and live with me all your life?

Yes.

Swear it on San Bernardino.

I swear it on San Bernardino.

Penguin...

I'm sorry,

but I can't let you take that. It's too important to us.

I'm sorry as well, compañero.

But I've never left a place empty handed.

- One shot. - One shot.

When Lola rings the bell.

All right.

Listen,

at this point,

you could tell me why you gave me the dollar.

I promised myself that once I arrived in San Bernardino,

I would give a dollar to the first asshole I met.

I met you, compañero.

It's not over yet.

I have three more shots

in my rifle.

Three. Just like you.

And this time...

I won't miss you.

- I swear. - But now we're four.

Don't you dare, American.

I've never killed anyone.

But this time I will do it

if you don't drop that rifle.

Professor!

On the ground!

Professor.

It wasn't loaded.

Professor Xantos!

Professor Xantos!

The soldiers are coming!

The soldiers are coming! There are many!

Professor...

Professor.

Penguin!

What are you doing? Are you really leaving now?

With all those soldiers arriving, someone like you

should help us fight them.

With what?

With the weapons that blew up,

or with the ideals of those kids?

Why not?

Stay with us, compañero.

You'll see that we can win with ideals too.

We'll make it together.

It's possible.

But if I stayed,

I would have to take that dollar back.

Compañeros!

Come and kill, compañeros!