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Nina!

Dax!

The hacienda of Jaime Xenos,
attorney at law.

A traitor.

You'll find all his family there.

Wife, Vera Xenos,
daughter, Teresa Xenos, age 1 6...

son, Dax Xenos, age 1 0.

They're all traitors.

-You understand?
-I understand, Col. Gutierrez.

Quickly, Dax. Come.

-They shot Nina.
-Come, close the gate.

Come on.

Soldiers. Quick, bolt the windows and doors.

Everybody in the cellar. Come on.

Go!

Hurry!

But, Mama....

-Here's Teresa.
-Close the door. Come on.

-Come on, Mama.
-Get down!

Now be quiet.

Where's Papa?

He'll come. Just be quiet, he'll come.

Don't be afraid, I am here.

Be quiet. They'll kill us.

Mama!

Animal!

Dax! Run. For God's sake, run! Find Papa!

-The chickens are dead.
-Where's your mother?

And my dog, Nina.

Your mother, boy.

She is dead. All are dead.

Vera.

It's all safe now. Papa's here.

It is my duty to read to you
the following pronouncement.

''The Revolutionary Tribunal...

''for the Provisional Government
of the Republic of Corteguay...

''established on
the twenty-first day of March...

''1 94 5...

''under the Presidency of His Excellency,
Gen. Rojo...

''charged with crimes...

-''with crimes against....''
-Guilty.

Death.

You, Jaime...

your wife, your daughter.

I am not an executioner.

-Let me kill them.
-No.

-I will.
-He's a child.

There are no children in war, only men.

Come here, boy.

Now, look at them.

Now say, ''For Corteguay...

''for my mother, for my sister,
for Corteguay.''

''For my mother, for my sister,
for Corteguay.''

Gutierrez!

Gutierrez and more of his dogs. Many more.

-We ride.
-The boy?

To my family in the mountains. Fat Cat!

Take the boy to my hacienda.

Be brave, Dax.

I am not a child anymore.

No. You are not a child anymore.

Bless you, my son.

-Take care of my boy.
-With my life, se�or.

Thank you.

Come.

Condor, we ride!

-Why are you always looking?
-We must be careful.

We do not want to meet that man Gutierrez.

This man, Gutierrez,
did he kill my mother and my sister?

Yes.

Then, one day, I shall kill him.

-Are you hungry?
-No.

One of the women of the farm
give me the breakfast.

-She was crying.
-Women always cry.

I don't cry.

Cry? You? You are a man. Men do not cry.

Papa cried at the graveside.

-I cried, too.
-Well, that was permissible.

Even I cried, but now we are men again.

Yes.

Sometimes it is not always easy
being a man.

But come, you follow me.
I will lead you safely through the mountains.

-Fat Cat. It's a great day.
-Why?

The General rides on Curatu.
Everywhere the people are with us.

Soon no more revolutions...

-because the way will be ours.
-Good.

Dax.

Yes, Dona Maria. His sister and mama....

Come here.

Poor little boy.

This is my son, Roberto.

Amparo, this is Dax. Se�or Xenos' son.

You may kiss me.

Amparo, show Dax to his room
and then you both can play until dinner.

-Play?
-Games.

Games? I don't play games.

Petrucha says you've got rubber legs.

Better than a wooden head.

What are you doing?

I'm watching for Gutierrez.

It's Fat Cat.

-What are they doing?
-Playing.

-What are they doing now?
-I suppose he's raping her.

-Raping?
-He rapes her and she rapes him.

-Let's do it.
-No. You are too young.

And I think I have to kill you afterwards.

Fat Cat!

Mama.

Amparo!

Dax!

I want Mama.

-Mama. Where is my Mama?
-Come on!

Amparo!

Mama!

What are they doing to Mama?

Nothing. Don't look.

They're all dead, Col. Gutierrez.

Gutierrez.

So much for the traitor, Diablo Rojo.

The rebels are advancing on Curatu.
Collect your men.

We must go.

I want Mama and Roberto.

We must go to Curatu. Come on.

Soldiers.

Petrucha.

Petrucha is dead. We must bury her.

God keep Petrucha...

Mama and Roberto.

Come to bed.

But we are not married.

All right, I marry you.

But now we go to sleep.

Is that all there is?

That's all.

Go to sleep.

Curatu.

Dax!

Amparo. Dax.

-Are you all right?
-Yes.

I thought you were both dead.

Why aren't you in the Palace?

How could I have faced them?

Come, I will take you to your fathers.

-Right.
-Come.

My dear friends...

now we will build a new Corteguay
for the people of Corteguay.

Food for all, justice for all, peace for all.

Yes. But at what cost?

-Daddy!
-Dax.

Amparo. My child.

Fat Cat, you didn't die.

I do not think so, se�or.

How did you escape the massacre?

I....

He hid us from the soldiers,
and walked us all the way here.

No, it--

And he killed two men with his bare hands...

and there was snakes and scorpions
and he saved us from them.

We stole chickens, Papa, we ate grass.

Well, I could not get word to you.
They might have been caught.

In that case I would have had you shot.

Of course, General.

Thank you, Fat Cat.

Get them to bed, as soon as possible.

This time you took me safely
through the mountains...

I will never forget that.

How do you feel, Son?

There are great plans ahead, Dax.

We are going to Europe, to Italy.

I'm to be Ambassador of Corteguay in Rome.

-And Fat Cat?
-He'll come, too.

And Col. Gutierrez...

when can I kill him?

Dax, the fighting's over.

There will be no more violence.

I can't forget what he did.

You must.

We have to think now
only of Corteguay as it will be.

When you come back,
you won't be a boy anymore.

You'll be a man.

Now, good night, Dax.

And dream of Rome.

Good night, Papa.

-What are you doing here?
-I listened. You're going away.

Yeah, I'm going away forever.

No, you're not.
You'll come back and I'll marry you properly.

I'm never going to marry anyone.

I don't want a wife and family...

because the soldiers will come and kill them.

-Se�or Xenos?
-Yes.

We've been expecting you.
My name is Marcel Campion.

I'm the Senior Clerk here. Please.

Signor Barone...

His Excellency Jaime Xenos,
our new Ambassador.

Your Excellency, il Barone de Coyne...

President of the de Coyne Bank.

My son, Dax.

I know of all you've done
for my country, Barone.

I'm deeply grateful.

No need, se�or.

My family haven't achieved
an international reputation as bankers...

being philanthropic.

Here in Italy, the de Coyne bank...

invested money in Corteguay
as a matter of good business.

There are times
when one wonders, of course.

Your predecessor was frightened,
Your Excellency, and greedy.

-There is nothing left.
-No funds?

The de Coyne Bank has confidence
in your new regime, se�or.

It would be a breach of faith
to withdraw our support now.

You are very kind.

Have you any plans for your son's schooling?

-I hadn't thought.
-Leave it to me then.

He shall go to the Institute della Rocca
with my son.

-I will make all the arrangements.
-I am overwhelmed.

Come and see me tomorrow.

We'll discuss the future of your son
and of Corteguay.

Thank you.

You'll continue to work here, Campion,
and keep me informed.

Unless I am offered something better.

This will encourage you to stay,
at least for the time being.

Of course, Signor Barone, thank you.

Robert.

How are you?

Robert, this is Dax. Look after him.

-Hello there, Robert.
-Hello, Sergei.

Prince Paul Nikovitch, Se�or Xenos.

-How do you do?
-How do you do?

Sergei Nikovitch, a friend of Robert's.

Can we go now, Father?

Of course. Run along.

Goodbye, Father.

Goodbye, Father.

Fat Cat.

But why do I have to fight any of you?

To see whose room you share.

If you win, you could choose who you like.

All right then, I'll fight you.

Sergei wins all his fights.

Why not fight me? I always lose.

Thanks. But I have chosen already.

-Boxing or free-for-all?
-Free-for-all.

I choose you. For my roommate.

Sergei, take them in.

Robert, take them out.

Dax doesn't play polo, he wages war.

Isn't he wonderful, Father?

Bravo!

Come on, leave me alone.

-Hello, Father.
-Would you like champagne?

-Sergei.
-Hey, se�or, Dax.

Thank you, Robert.

-Did you enjoy the match?
-You play a hard game.

I play to win.

Dax, I have to go to Corteguay.

-For long?
-Two or three weeks perhaps.

-I'll come with you.
-Not this time.

Stay young as long as you can.

Is there trouble in Corteguay?

There are rumors. I must see for myself.

You worry too much, Father.
You work too hard.

I love my country.

The revolution.
I live to see its promises fulfilled.

A toast. To patriotism.

No. To horses and pretty girls.

Go, and enjoy yourself.

-Thank you. See you later.
-Bye.

I'll give you a drink.

My father is away.
Let's have a party at the villa!

The last car at the villa,
the girl in it must pay a forfeit.

Why do you drive so fast?

Are you afraid I'll have to pay
the forfeit if you get there last?

I couldn't care less. I drive to win.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Like a dream.

One doesn't always have beautiful dreams.

Come and swim.

-In five minutes at the pool.
-Yes.

Would you say...

it's quite in character
to leave me at the polo field...

bring that girl back here
to my father's house...

and then in the morning
make love to me, too?

Why not?

Why you don't feel a twinge of guilt
or of old-fashioned remorse?

Why feel guilt or remorse about love?

-Love?
-Well, about making love.

Love's just a word to you, isn't it?

But the way you behave can hurt.

I know bullets hurt.

-Knives hurt.
-And that's all?

You want me to apologize
for bringing that girl back?

-No, that's not the point.
-Then?

Well, I'd like to know what it is
you really care about.

You see, it isn't girls.

You don't make love to girls,
you make love at them.

If I could understand what you're saying.

Dax.

I love you.

If you could tell me what it feels like
to love.

You will appreciate, Signor Barone,
I felt it my duty.

I don't wish to cause trouble.

You'll wake her.

-Father?
-Yes.

Sergei.

Where is your sister?

Is she here?

No, she didn't come.

You disgrace me.

You disgrace the family.

Dax Xenos, Sergei, the rest of them
turning my house into a brothel.

I'll give you a last chance.
Get rid of them. All of them.

The whole pack.
Any more of this, I am finished.

Your credit, your allowance, finish.
Do you understand me?

You will speak of this to no one, Campion.

You may trust me implicitly, Signor Barone.

You mentioned...

you might find a better position
for me in your bank.

From Monday you'll be in charge
of the Shipping Department.

Thank you, Signor Barone.

My dear Jaime, welcome home.

An unexpected honor, Se�or Presidente.

For an unexpected visit.

How's Dax?

He lives his own life.

That one will always make his own rules.
He's not afraid to walk alone.

And Amparo, how is she?

She's well...

at a convent school in the country.

But tell me more about Dax.

He's mad about polo.
I think he may play for Italy.

Viva Rojo!

-The old Palace of Justice.
-Now obsolete.

The new palace of the President.

But there were houses, streets,
the marketplace.

All swept away.
Now the Plaza del Presidente Rojo.

The people voted unanimously
to give it my name.

Including the people who lived there?

The people have no gratitude.

I give them progress and what do they do?

You heard that El Condor
is now against me?

El Condor?

-But El Condor was our friend.
-No, Jaime.

Ask a man to be your friend
and he feels indebted to you.

I don't trust friends.
But enemies, real enemies...

I trust them implicitly.

Magnificent, huh?

Take this old man, El Condor.

I know what he wants. To destroy me.

If he tries, he knows what I shall do.

We understand each other. We're enemies.

There's no pretense, but with a friend....

The Cabinet Room.

Magnificent, huh?

Was all the money I begged
for Corteguay poured into this?

My dear friend, we did not fight for this.

Our wives and children did not die for this.

This is not worth one drop
of their precious blood.

I see you learned nothing in Rome.

A nation's glory is in its architecture.

Then build houses for the people,
not palaces for yourself.

And how many houses do you think
I could've built for them?

A few thousand for some of the people.

No!

I built one palace for all the people.

But you're here on holiday. You need a rest.

How long do you intend to stay?

I'm at your service, Se�or Presidente.

But I'd like to go to my hacienda
to visit my wife's grave.

Of course.

El Condor.

Thank you for coming, Jaime.

But nobody knows you're here?

-Nobody.
-You've seen Rojo?

-Yes.
-Then you've seen the devil.

He's 1 0 times worse than the last.

Palaces, roads, guns, soldiers...

and the people starve.

I've seen them.

Have you seen the prisons,
the execution yards...

the bodies rotting in the pits,
a feast for vultures?

I told the President he was wrong.

You told him?

And you are wrong to take up arms again.

Hasn't this poor country
seen enough of civil war?

Enough? No, not enough.

Are we women to be beaten and oppressed?

-There are legal ways.
-There's only one way.

Have you forgotten the things
we once fought for, Jaime Xenos?

We fight for justice with justice.

You mustn't use the weapons of tyranny
even against a tyrant.

How else can you destroy him?

So long as Rojo rules by force...

I will oppose him by force.

Sit down, Gutierrez.

Thank you.

Well?

Friendship is a wonderful thing,
Se�or Presidente.

Friendship?

-You're not my friend.
-No indeed.

Just an old enemy.
Too useful not to be employed.

Must you always play games, Colonel?

I am naturally devious, Se�or Presidente.

However, you had a friend, Jaime Xenos.

-Had?
-He's gone to see another old friend.

They're talking, reminiscing no doubt...

as old friends will.

What friend?

El Condor.

Jaime Xenos and El Condor.

Why do you always bring bad news,
Gutierrez?

A Chief of Security never brings good news.

There's no gratitude, Gutierrez.

They envy me.

I who made this country great.

They envy me, my position in history.

Jaime Xenos and El Condor.

A bandit alone is nothing but a bandit.

A bandit and a lawyer...

is a revolution.

The honor conferred on me
by El Presidente in allowing me...

to open the cable line to Mirados...

and be the first to cross
this great chasm with his greetings.

El Presidente is the head of our nation...

but the body, the hands, the heart,
and the soul are our people...

and I take their greetings to the people
of Mirados in the sure conviction...

that we shall march together
to a bright future of peace and prosperity.

Thank you.

Breathe in.

Good, you'll live.

Yes?

Just a minute.

God, 3:00.

Morning or afternoon?

Morning.

Fat Cat, do you know what time it is?

All right. I'll come.

When am I going to see you again?

When I call you.

Fire!

I should have gone with him.
He was the last.

Dax.

Don't you remember me?

We were children together.

Amparo.

So long ago, but I don't forget.

I loved him.

Tragedy.

Something no one could have foreseen.

It might have happened to me,
I shall never forget that.

I feel...

a responsibility to you.

You've always been like a son to me.

Dax, your father gave his life for Corteguay.

I want you to take his place.

I'm not fit to take his place.

That's not true.

You're a Corteguayan. A Xenos.

I'm a Corteguayan who lives in Rome.

A Xenos, yes,
the last of my family and the least.

A man should never condemn himself...

there are always others
who are willing to do it for him.

Did your father ever speak to you
of El Condor?

I know who you mean.

Once our comrade, still a rebel.

I've tried everything
to make peace with him.

Offered him amnesty.

Dax, now I want you to try.

Give him anything he asks for.

A free pardon, safe conduct for his men.

Food and medicine
for the women and children.

You're a Xenos, he'll listen to you.

I'm not a politician, Se�or Xenos.

I'm only a simple murderer.

But this I do know.

I don't want my son to spend
the rest of his life in these hills.

Hunted day and night.

El Presidente guarantees peace.

You'll be a respected citizen of Corteguay.

Once I had eight sons and three daughters.

They're all dead now.

All but this one.

No one will be harmed.

El Presidente promised it.

These are Rojo's promises.

He asks you to trust him, El Condor.

There will be no reprisals.

An honorable peace.

If you will guarantee the safety of my son...

you personally...

swearing on the soul of your father
and on the cross...

then I will accept El Presidente's offer.

I swear it.

Very well then.

Tell Rojo I'll meet him in Asiento
on the last day of this month.

There will be no more war between us.

My father's very pleased with you.
You know that?

The question is what now?

You mean do you stay?

Do you want to?

I don't know. I don't feel involved.

Come with me.

When you were a child,
you killed seven men with that gun.

I remember that.

I pleaded with your father to let me do it.

Like it or not, Dax, you are involved.

All right. I'll be involved with the future...

but not the past.

The past has its uses, too, you know.

No.

None.

Do you remember when you dragged me,
complaining across the mountains?

Yeah, I remember that.

And we slept in the forest?

And you made me marry you.

-Yes.
-And before that we sat in the reeds.

Fat Cat was in the stream
with one of the maids.

You asked me what they were doing.

And I said ''He rapes her.''

''And she rapes him.''

-That's right.
-We were very young.

Viva!

Viva El Condor!

Diablo Rojo.

I have come in response to your request.

I accept your offer of amnesty.

Let there be peace between us.

In the name of Corteguay, I pledge my faith.

In the name of Corteguay,
I hope you keep it.

You see, I've kept my word.

Now Jose can go to school
and learn to behave like a gentleman.

Well, at least he can learn
to read and write.

Come inside, my friend,
and have some champagne.

Give me the red wine of Corteguay.
And keep that cat's piss for the women.

I'm sure the good God will be glad to see
his house put to useful service again.

No!

Gutierrez.

Dax Xenos.

I have my orders.

He was a traitor.

I have no orders to kill you.

But if I must, I will.

I heard guns firing.

You did this.

-You!
-No.

I didn't know.

You promised him! And you lied!

-Believe me, I didn't know.
-You lie!

Some day I shall kill you for this.

-Jose!
-No.

Let him go. Back to the mountains
where he'll be safe.

Gutierrez, explain Gutierrez.

He was there carrying out your orders.

-No.
-He said so.

Then he lied.

He lied, Dax, and he shall answer for it.

He has answered, to me.

I see.

Do you deny he was working for you...

the man who killed
most of your family and mine?

-You employed him.
-Yes, I did.

And me?

Did you employ me, too?

To lie for you? Betray for you?

A man must use what weapons he can
to defend his country, Dax.

-Treachery?
-Treachery is a weapon.

-You admit you used me?
-I've loved you, Dax.

As a boy and as a man.

What is love but the use
of one person by another?

No.

-Then, for the love of Corteguay.
-Words.

Words with no meaning to them.

I trusted you.

I would have done anything for you!

And you?

I leave....

-I leave for Europe tomorrow.
-Yes, go.

I order you to go.

And understand this, Dax.

Until you've learned that evil and politics
must tolerate each other...

there's no place for you here.

Please, Dax, take me with you.

No.

Your place is here with me.

Not anymore.

I've seen too much suffering and misery.

-And now this.
-You are my daughter.

A daughter of the President.

You expect me to take pride in that?

I expect nothing of you.

I order you to stay. You stay.

And you go, Dax...

while you can.

Such a small country, and so much blood.

I should have brought Amparo with me.

She was all I had left of my childhood.

You know...

I have nothing now.

No money, nothing.

You are alive and I am still here.

Yes.

And someday when you are rich again,
you can come back.

To more bloodshed?

-More misery?
-To put an end to it.

There will come a day.

Do you think I care
about that patch of scrub?

-Yes.
-Yes, maybe I do.

But if I ever come back,
it won't be to help Rojo.

I'll have money.

I'll do anything to get money.

Money and power,
and then I shall I come back.

Capt. Dax reporting, sir.

What time do you call this?
I'm starving. Is this all?

-You've spilt wine on my suit.
-Our suit.

This chicken's over-cooked.

You're lucky to get anything.
We had trouble at the restaurant.

The Baron stopped Robert's credit.

-How did you pay?
-We didn't. The girls did.

-Good.
-No, you don't seem to realize.

My father has disowned me.
Now we're really broke.

How about your father?

I can try, but he's done too much already.
He's not rich, you know.

Sergei.

-Papa.
-I am indeed privileged.

It's rare to see you.

Still scrawling away?

-I'm still designing clothes.
-Which never get made.

Not yet.

When I left Russia...

I slaved to give you the education
an aristocrat deserves...

but you don't even seem able to make
a success of dress-making.

-Designing.
-Yes.

If I had some capital, Papa....

No. I don't want money from you.

Nonsense. I never see you unless you do.

Thank you.

I have to go now. I'm on duty.

Duty is an older coinage than money.

When I was a young man
at the court of Czar Nicholas...

I learned the meaning of both.

Yes, Papa.

There.

A title needs a good uniform,
don't you think?

Yes, Papa.

-Hello there.
-Hello, Marcel.

-April.
-Hi, Marcel.

You haven't met Dax.
Robert de Coyne. Sergei.

-Hello.
-April Stavronis.

-How do you do?
-How do you do?

April and I are engaged to be married.

Married?

-Since when?
-Last night.

Congratulate us.

-We do.
-We do.

-Congratulations.
-Thank you.

-You're a lucky man, Marcel.
-I know that.

Darling, will you give me five minutes?

Yes. I have to go down and change anyhow.

Well, I'll see you later.

-Bye-bye.
-Goodbye.

See you later.

My God, Marcel. She's a dog.

But a rich dog.
You've heard of Stavronis Munitions.

You should do the same, my boy.

As a matter of fact,
that's why we asked you to meet us, Marcel.

We are going into business, all of us.

-A dress salon.
-What a good idea.

We'll start with a fabulous show
in some ancient Roman setting.

Who's financing you?

That's where we need your advice, Marcel.

All we need is some capital
to get us started.

-And what do you offer as collateral?
-Collateral?

As security against the loss of the money
advanced to you.

In business there is no such thing
as a loan without collateral.

There's your capital and no collateral.

There are plenty more like her in Rome.

Americans, tourist, rich, lonely, bored.

I know of one or two likely prospects.

I could introduce you.

Sergei?

It's disgusting. I like it.

Dax?

Robert?

Look, I am sorry,
I don't think this is for me.

-Why?
-Well, it's just that....

-You don't mind, do you?
-It's all right.

That will cost you thirty-three
and one-third percent of anything you get.

-1 5%.
-25%.

Done!

Let's have a drink to celebrate.

Four champagne cocktails.

And put them on Miss Stavronis' bill.
Room 409.

A little kiss?

You're very handsome, you know that?

Then we must be
the best-looking couple in Rome.

Your husband is in business
in Chicago, Mrs. Erickson?

Yeah, he's a meat baron.

-Sounds impressive.
-It's disgusting.

Raw, red meat, that's all he's interested in.

Then we'll go to a restaurant
that serves the best fish in Rome.

Wonderful.

You need some money?

If you like.

Thank you.

-Enough?
-Yes, for the taxi.

Funny boy.

-Sorry.
-It's all right.

Thank you.

Good evening. Mrs. Hadley?

Yes, that's me.

You must be....

Dax Xenos.

Won't you come in?

Marcel has told me all about you.

Has he?

Really, it's just that
I don't know anyone in Rome and....

You need someone
to show you the sights and....

That's right.

I mean, not the Coliseum and St. Peter's.

I'm not quite as provincial as that.

I can see you are not.

Maybe this whole thing's a little ridiculous?

Why don't we have a drink
and then decide that?

All right.

-Scotch?
-Yes, please.

-On the rocks?
-Straight.

Straight.

-Where do you come from, Mrs. Hadley?
-California.

My husband's in oil.

That must be very uncomfortable for him.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

You look five years younger this morning.

That makes 1 5 years in three days.

By the time I go home....
I don't want to think about that.

Nor do I.

-Do you mean that?
-Yes. I mean it.

Then I'm happy again.

Good morning, Baron. Nice to see you.

Indeed?

Allow me to introduce...

Il Barone de Coyne, Mrs. Deborah Hadley.

Glad to meet you, Baron.

Mrs. Hadley is over here on vacation
from the States.

I hope you're enjoying your visit, signora.