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The events here narrated, didn't happen in the second decade of the twentieth century.

Or any other century.

Any resemblance to situations or movie characters, It's not accidental

The journey of the characters is arbitrary.

The story begins in the land of Don Gilberto Ortiz

Elvery and prominent gentleman farmer. With great influence in their region.

Widower, a Catholic and friend of the order. Has made a fortune in land, livestock, property and businesses.

Therefore, a superb scoundrel.

Listen to him: - The compliance date has come...

Your daughter, who has reached 18 years today, is...

... whole and complete woman. Worthy of carrying my name and to own my property.

That is why that the beautiful and exhubeante Alaciel, Queen of my best thoughts...

Must leave the convent, with the blessing of God, which has kept her grace and virtue.

to arrive as soon as possible to this place, land and home of hers.

Where shall become the lady, after the wedding that I have already prepared.

Understanding that the precautions are necessary, especially in these times of trouble and vandalism,

I have arranged an escort, led by a gentleman of my confidence.

Don Angel Monroy, administrator of my estate, along with six of my best men.

They are at your disposal to do whatever it takes ... etc ... etc.

Don Gilberto reacts as Mexican macho

He therefore warns his emissary to take care of not only security but his bride's virginity.

Where it lies the honor. The Miss shouldn't be touched, not for one sunshine ray.

Must arrive innocent, pure and untouched, as has left the convent.

Only then, she can take the place his widow left.

For her, the future owner of the hacienda, with respite due to the deceased one.

" Paloma's nights "

Weapons ready!

- Are men ready? - Yes, sir. - Then, on the way.

- How beautiful is to see the world, right Nana? - I told you not call me that.

Natalia is longer, "Nana" is shorter and sweeter.

In the same sense that Teresa is cold, and "Tete" is warm.

- Right, Tete? - Yes, is nicer. But sometimes renaming becomes a sin.

Bye... Someday you will see daylight.

All my men are determined. Your daughter is safe.

- Besides, here I am. - And myself, carrying this gun.

- Mind if I smoke. - I would rather not do it.

- You look tired, mom. - Yeah, I hate such trips.

- Go on! - It's a robery! What shall we do?

- Remain calm! Calm down. - Yes, do the same.

- Somebody do something! - Yes.. I mean... erh...

Off here, you cowards!

- Let's see if we can get out of here. - Hey! What you want here.

Out of here, you scum!

- Take care, mom. - Don't go up there! You scum!

- Out of the car. - I'm going.

- You're the last man standing. - Me?

Stop, you bastard!

Take your filthy hands off those things!

- Hush old lady! - Go to hell!

- What will happen to Mom? - Nothing, they just going to steal her money. - What else could happen?

- left her in the road, barefoot and naked. - Blessed Jesus forbid it!

- They could kill her. - They could, but Jesus's going to protect her.

- We had to stay by his side. - No way.

- What would they do to us? - You can't imagine!

Sister, remember that we must protect this child.

Protect me?

- Let go, hairy fuck! Out of here!

- On the bridge, someone is coming. - It's Don Angel!

- How are you? - Glad to see you alive!

Sweet Jesus!

- Where's mom, Don Angel? - I was about to ask the same thing.

- You're hurt! - Wounded in the buttocks!

We will take care.

You shouldn't see it, girl.

You have a really white skin.

The bullet is lodged in there.

Fuck me!

Don Angel...

Stop! Identify Yourself!

- Don Porfirio? - Porfirio No, we're good people.

We are people who need help. We carry a wounded man and an innocent child.

We have been robbed on the road.

Which army do you represent?

These people are under the command of General Oropeza. My being.

Don Angel Monroy, to serve.

- And the ladies who accompany me... - Let's see, sister: what they looked the bandits?

Much like you.

We look bad, but we are not bandits.

I declare that we're revolutionary troops.

Please help us.

What about her?

Tell me your name.

Paloma* I'm Paloma. *Therefore a female's name, like a dove.

Let them ride with us.

- Troops! Come here. - At your orders, General.

Look for lodging for our guests.

Do your best! Take the patient to the hospital.

And you, go get the doctor! hurry up!

This way, cupcake.

What are you waiting for? Hurry up! Go on!

What saint is that image?

- That would be the "blessed wrapped boy" - Does he work miracles?

We don't know, he is on probation.

Yeah, on probation.

Other images have failed us before.

- How come. - You see... we've trusted St. George and...

and we were defeated in the River. Then, we trusted St. Ignatius

and nearly caught us at the volcano.

- Lovely animals. - These are horses.

- No kidding? - No, cupcake.

Then, you've lost many battles.

Just a couple.

- How many battles battles have you... - Just a couple.

My life was peaceful. Rest and pray. Make penitence.

And were you sad, Dove?

Yeah, many time. Sometimes I was really excited to hear the whistle.

I stayed in the north during the day, and south through the night.

Returning to the whistle, the sound was sharp and long, once in the morning and another in the afternoon.

I imagined that the train was traveling to beautiful places.

I was alone. And I cried very often.

Boss! Boss! Hang on!

Brim me water! I'll put him sober.

The water. I hang on him.

- Then hang me. - Pardon me?

Where is the patient? I have a surgery to do.

I don't trust you! Go away!

I have great skills as a surgeon.

Blow Doctor, blow it away!

A good man. Only it's not suitable for war.

When we have to take a city, we lose on the road.

And if by chance we break in, we can not leave.

How is it?

- Doctor, do you drink? - Normally. Especially when I work.

- You have a red nose. - Yes, I have itchy feet.

Is it to your liking?

Don't get naked; now you're in a world of sin and temptation.

You must learn to take chastity baths.

We mustn't show the body unnecessarily.

A chaste bath, ok?

Easy, easy...

Gently, like baptism.

The body must remain clean off the stain of sin.

Don't shake the sleeping birds.

gently... very soft and easy...

Oh, Lord...

You are very sensitive child.

These parts should remain hidden from sight.

Especially away from the dirty looks of men.

gently...

Free from sin...

Oh, Jesus Lord...

Jesus Lord...

God forbade the apple in paradise...

gently...

This is the dirtiest stronghold of the human body.

Hardly be touched.

Hardly be touched... like this.

It's a sin. It's a sin.

The rose of love... The window to life...

Our sacred place... Always hidden from the eyes of the flesh.

- I need something more tasty. - Not for you. The doctor ordered chicken broth.

Rice. Nothing spicy. And waves of broth.

I see. I know why my general is keep saying you looks like Don Porfirio...

you've the same mustache.

Is that what the General said?

My little Dove, please have a chair.

Like yourselves, sisters.

Come closer, and find your sits.

I don't want bad manners!

What do you want to hear, sir?

- What'll it be, 'lil Dove? - Do you know "La Malaguena"?

Then sing it.

- A drink of tuna? - I can't drink that. I used to drink eggnog back in the Convent.

Eggnog for you, little dove.

Eggnog? That's disgusting.

Better than the convent's. This is not cloying.

Cheers. I drink tequila.

- Cheers! - Cheers, sir.

I like to hear you say that.

You see that lamp? Now I will turn it off.

I'll kill anyone who talks about it.

In the convent we fermented fruit beverages. moderately, you know; the rules were severe.

- Only digestive beverage. - These are the best. And by the way...

- Sister? - Yes?

I must warn you that Paloma will sleep with the sister Tete.

It's okay.

- this drink is very good, how is called? - "Chinguere"

- Please, grant me this song. - I give you half, so that everything is to your height.

"It is better with a dwarf, than by hand".

- Shall we dance, Dove? - No... I'm dizzy.

Let's go outside for air.

Following the request of those who love poetry.

And the good saying. Allow me:

"Beautiful woman, well born."

Beautiful woman, unfortunately, found.

Pearl of the sky, falling.

And in the bowels of the earth, buried.

Beautiful blooms in Eden.

Leafless, by dirty hands.

Spotted-necked swan...

Indecent dancing in a bacchanal.

And to give you happiness...

If I were king, I'd give you a throne.

If I were God, would give you a sky.

And if I were the true God, I threw at your feet, you dirty whore.

Have beautiful hair, dove.

Sister Tete... I mean, Sister Teresa...

I must warn you that Paloma will sleep with the other sister.

It's okay.

Hey Doctor!

- How is the troop? - Well, you see. Some with a hangover. Other cooked.

But all concerned. Confused by the order to parade.

Here comes the last one.

Men and animals, come closer!

I have called you to tell about the ideas that run through my head.

Here there will be a change.

If someone not accepted it... Against the wall!

The past is behind. The future will be otherwise.

We will not take absurd missions, to be hunted down like rabbits.

That's over!

Not assault unimportant points. Anymore!

We will not deal with larger forces or better armed.

That's over!

Until this war is balanced, we will not do crazy things.

Let's use this. And to think clearly.

Rather than wander down a path, we will walk it all!

Exploring unknown shortcuts.

And always fighting, according to our interests.

Taking enemy positions.

We will fight a tactic war.

How will we finance the war?

Robbing the rich.

Those are enemies! Let see if someone hasn't understand it...

Someone too stupid to understand my words?

Everything clear. So, run away after attacking.

No political interests to win anymore.

From now on: We come, we take and we leave!

When they seek us here, we're already there!

I've said.

Now you look like my deceased husband.

- Do you want something else? - It's enough; you treat me better than at home.

- Way better... - You're almost recovered. Our doctor is a very good one.

This is a great invention from the dwarf Matthias.

To your health. pity you can not drink.

Cheers. I wonder how you finance all this.

Don't worry. I just need to sell some more wood.

- "The bird" has just arrived. - Who is "the bird"?

- Hide yourselves. Is the BIRD! - Oh Lord...

Gentlemen, let me go, please.

Sure, cupcake.

- Where got this bomb? - Some stocks of war, sister.

How come "some stocks of war", what else is it?

this is just a small stock; everything has been sold, used or exchanged.

- Why are you known as "bird" - For being indiscreet.

- Are birds so indiscreet? - She didn't get it!

She will.

That has to be his mascot.

- Don't worry Don Angel, God carries us through our darkest hours.

Don't loose your faith.

On the next train to arrive, are Juvencio's ammunition.

Give notice so that they can get the convoy.

This will be useful. The ammunition is scarce, little bird.

- And we need ... - I know. But we're screwed. No silver left.

But we are not short with love, ah?

- I want to see her. - Don't rush, let her settle.

And don't worry, she can not escape.

The dinner is served.

But dessert is required.

Let me finish my drink and I'll get you the girl.

The woman fell into the honey.

Let me be your hummingbird.

Fountain of life.

Inspiration of the angels.

Essence of peppermint.

Fountain of honey.

Heavenly mead. Crazyness of the birds of paradise.

Sweetness of the drunken man.

Honey of gods.

I swear on my mother's grave that this is all I have.

Only three bucks, boss.

- Hit the road. - Thank you.

Did you see the wagon's track?

The mark is too deep, as if it has heavy cargo.

Hold him!

Finally, a stroke of luck. Look how beautiful!

And the bastard swore on his mother's grave!

- Hey guys, come here. - Yes, boss.

Take him behind the hill and pass him by water.

Please don't hurt him; he's just a harmless bug.

- He is scare to death. - Ok, hold it. Let's see...

The Father is never gonna buy this. Ever!

Neither my wife will believe it.

Bye my friend!

What a booty! Now we've something to share.

This is my booty, bro.

This is for sharing.

The circus has arrived!

- And what about her. - is it also to share?

- Or is it a tip? - They come with me, bro.

So, you have to excuse us.

Please stop milking it, sister; is a male goat.

- Yes dear, we saw that women. - Do you think she escaped?

Hey sister, listen to her: my mom may be escaped.

Didn't hurt her, isn't?

No way. Vicente only sent her to the firing squad.

With blanks. Just to scare her.

She wasn't frightened. She's a brave woman.

Word.

You should not go dressed as a man. Now I bring you some fancy clothes.

I also bring you makeup, and flowers. You'll see.

I think we can withdraw thanks to that gold.

You're nuts, Abe. The hen has just started to give golden eggs.

I hate risky bussiness. We should open a shoe factory.

- And avoid more risks. - It's better to be a thief than a shoemaker.

you have no business acumen.

- Well, I want to... - Let it go, brother, say your saying.

I want to marry that woman.

My body asks me to have a woman.

I want to leave in peace.

"A couple of tits are faster than two carts".

Do not exaggerate; She is not that hot.

She is sweeter than honey.

Tender and soft. Nice touch.

Everything in its rigth place.

And she gives love, very easy.

Gives it little by little.

Starts in her eyes, and then travels throughout her body.

Her mouth trembles; her mouth is a source of pleasure.

And joy...

And then she just looks at you.

Is that you, Abel?

No, its Chente.

It's now my turn, Dove.

Those bastards!

He took her!

- Can we just rust? - No my Dove, the pack should be very close.

- It just... - Move your body.

There's a sin father, that I must confess. That's the greatest... sin of all.

Back in the convent, during meals, Instead of drinking a glass of eggnog, I... sometimes... took two.

She is a saint!

- What did the father say? - Chente and Paloma were here; they've gone to Covano.

Let's move!

- Yes, dear?

I failed my mission; I failed myself, and all men in the sky have also failed.

The devil has won the battle. Men kill each other as...

- like beasts. - Yes, like rabid beasts.

Every effort has been futile.

My ministry, my mission ... Ride on this world...

The four horsemen of the apocalypse. - That's right.

This is a slaughter.

"Man to Man is an arrant Wolfe".

- Trust God, father. - I know I will die having lost faith.

I believe in nothing.

Like a sherry vinegar? I think that I could use a drink. Don't bother...

- My bad, dear. - No father, let me help you.

Don Angel!

- The girl! - The girl!

Poor Padre, I think he is dying.

- He looks exhausted. - I mean, if you'll allow me...

- What did he eat? - Pretty much.

He's trying to say something to us. What, Padre?

She is a saint.

His soul has come to God.

How wonderful it must be to reach heaven with that smile.

Our Father which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name...

Hang on, Alaciel!

Paco Zaragoza came to an abandoned house, where it said there was a treasure.

Closed the door and locked it. He carried a shovel

And dug overnight. Didn't even notice it was late at night.

He kept digging. Suddenly, he plunged the shovel and heard a clunk.

He found a chest.

He tried to open it, when he felt a presence behind his back.

He dared not look directly. Just made a sidelong glance.

It was a woman, dressed in black, very tall, pale as the moon.

Watch your step, sister.

She stared at him.

He tried to open the door, but couldn't find the key. He turned... Terror paralyzed him.

Who's this?

- Looking for a little company. - We don't have much to offer.

This is not negotiable.

- I forgot your name. - I didn't say it. You see I have many names.

It smells of sulfur.

I'll get closer to the fire.

- I believe you all are dead... - What!?

Dead sleep.

You're very tired. You've had an exhausting day.

You want to sleep. And you will; you'll wake up tomorrow.

Sleep until sunrise. Except you.

You come with me.

I dull the sun and moon with the brightness of my sword.

Run to your home!

- What has happened tonight, bad man? - Nothing has happened, ma'am.

- I dreamed the Devil. - I also dreamed of lucifer!

I don't remember my dream, but my head is killing me and I've hunger.

- I feel the same way. - We must prepare breakfast.

What's this?

Don't be shy, girl.

Can I do something for you?

Near here is the cart where I live. Knock on my door if you need anything.

Little girl, I'll protect you from that bad bear.

Hush baby, you're safe here. Nobody is gonna hurt you, calm down.

Everything seems clear now. You will be my manager.

Men are always shameless and ungrateful.

Like the last one, Sabas, the Devil, who run away with three-year savings. Can you believe it?

- Hey mister, have you seen a blonde woman here. - I can't hear you.

Come close to know the universal secret for the health care.

The wonderful tonic that helps.

The elixir comes from a sacred mountain. She, the daughter of the Shaman...

brought to you this wonderful elixir.

Come closer, master. Let me show you this awesome product.

You only need to go to a pharmacy to buy some cotton.

Just wet the cotton and passes through your body. The pain will disappear.

How much would you pay for such medicine?

not eight pieces. Not even four. You pay just one!

This is a special promotion of a laboratory in Mexico city.

Come closer...

This will cure any malady...

Place your bets. As the wheel keeps turning.

The gentlemen won with the number nine!

Always the same, Paloma.

Always the same. Isn't that I'm afraid to die. I rarely think of it.

The image of violence disgusts me.

I always freeze to face a violent situation.

- I see. - I'm not afraid of dead, just don't want to do that.

I rather be killed before...

to fire a weapon, you've seen it.

- They were going to kill me... - Take off your clothes.

I had already made the idea of death.

That's me. This is my illness.

My spleen...

Remember the assault, just at the moment I would die.

I didn't feel the urge to struggle for my life...

but now, when I feel swollen with passion for you

It makes me furious to have done nothing then!

As the man beaten in the north, and filled with fury as to get to the south.

Besides, I do not want to be here as...

- I want to fight. - Not Ramon, you're not that kind of man.

With you, one must take the initiative.

These are the feds!

- Paloma, I will fight. - against whom?

Against the feds. Let's see...

- Ammunition. - Ammunition.

- Pants. - Pants.

- Pistol. - Pistol.

- Boots. - Boots.

- Shirt & jacket. - Shirt & jacket.

- Oh boy, Ramon Campoamor. - Where's my rifle?

He didn't take a shower.

So this is how Ramon began his revolutionary career.

A few hours later, five bullets would end his career.

Here is a moral, but we don't know it.

Sister Tete, sister Nana and Don Angel!

Seems easy to find a moral as you travels on a boat:

Go with the flow to stay afloat.

Which opposes to the current, will sink.

Hand this my dear. Care, it's hot.

- Sister Nana, tell us that story. - Okay, I will tell you about a Father who was deaf.

His ears were too big, but he was deaf.

The nuns had to confess our sins every week.

So I put in place, the father opened the window

- Father, forgive me for I have sinned! - brbrbrbrbrbrbrb

The father was deaf. I looked out and found him asleep...

Forgive me father, these are my sins!

So, I did not confess.

Silly women; you're not aware of our duty.

We should keep ourselves pure and untouched.

Don Angel, in the convent you learn a lot more than you can imagine.

Alaciel!

- Oh, sweet Jesus! - Finaly, a road.

- We have to be very close. - That way. - No, this way.

Hold on, hold on.

Toribio! Come here. Take you position!

- Watch the skyline! - Hey boy, have a look!

Those bastards will get their due. Remember that the rebels are nearby.

- Don Gilberto! - What? - Take a look beyond the fence.

Down there, you silly.

Watch the dust!

Set your aim, but hold the fire to my command!

A herd of goats.

Just goats. Hold your fire, you fuck!

They look like gypsies.

Alaciel!

And so, after eight nights of useless attempts.

Finally, Don Gilberto achieved the threshold of happiness, in that very ninth night.

A kissed mouth doesn't lose its freshness. Everything is renewed, as the moon.

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By Spinal. March, 2011