Altiplano Page #3

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- Theres nothing we can do.

- Then you arent eye doctors!

Useless.

Whats wrong with him?

- Whats wrong?

- I cant see well and my nose bleeds.

Hes losing his sight

and his nose bleeds.

Where does he live?

- Where do you live?

- Turubamba.

Hows she feeling?

Whats the problem?

I feel dizzy sometimes

and I cant see well.

Same thing. She gets dizzy

and shes losing her vision.

- Where do you live?

- Turubamba.

Butchers.

F***!

You havent come in days, Saturnina.

My mother went to the healer

but he couldnt cure her.

Then we went to the gringo doctors

but they turned us away.

They were too busy curing

the eyes of other people.

But they didnt want

to cure my mamas eyes.

Why did they give us aspirin?

I couldnt get cured either.

You must finish the Virgin.

I cant get married without her.

Cant Nilo help you?

He isnt doing anything.

You can help me by cleaning

the dust of the pieces.

Blow the dust off like this...

Blow the dust off, Satu...

... to clean all the pieces.

Ral, can you take care

of the blood samples?

Concentrate on the children.

Joaquin, you get water samples.

Ignacio!

What happened?

He was missing for days

and he turned up just now.

What did he say?

He was missing for several days...

Madam, Im very sorry.

Could we examine him?

What do you want? Get out of here!

You cant cure the dead!

Madam, were here to help you.

Dont touch him!

Rufina, be reasonable.

Let them examine him.

Are you with them too?

- Were only here to help.

- Go away! Go away!

Go away! Youre all butchers.

Go away!

Go away!

Lets go.

Go away! Butchers!

Go away!

Oh, my God!

I dreamt of you last night, Grace.

You were...

You were blind

It rather was a nightmare for me

but that didnt seem to bother you.

Strange...

It must be my job

triggering my subconscious.

But hey...

I dont know.

Im sure that if you were

here youd be inspired.

Anyway...

When Im back

I already know what Ill cook for you.

Can you guess?

Mussels and hot chips.

And also...

this year...

well walk the Sambre river.

Well do it this year, I promise you.

Now...

I must get moving because Im too cold.

Dont worry. Hes really a good driver.

Here.

Its for the altitude.

Thank you.

I cant take it anymore.

What?

I hate the altitude.

Im from the coast.

Where are you from?

I live in Belgium.

Belgium...

Saxophone...

Thats right.

Saxophone.

Where are you going?

Turubamba.

Turubamba?

Ive never heard of Turubamba.

What about you?

Were being mobilised.

There are riots in the mountains.

What type of riots?

Indians and mines.

Its a very old problem.

Get off our land.

Get off our land!

Damned murderers!

Assassins!

Damn you!

Assassins!

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