Angel in Exile Page #3

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Poco wandered away,

and I went after him.

If I have done something wrong...

Raquel... donde ests?

Estoy aqu, padre.

Todo esta bin.

Do dos a perfectamente bien.

What you poppin' off about?

There's nothing wrong, father...

These men were just a little frightened

I should be in the mine.

They consider it dangerous.

I'm afraid we frightened your daughter

as much as she frightened us.

As a matter of fact, we didn't know

anyone lived up in these mountains.

Some of us continue to be stubborn, seor.

There is a little town higher up in the hills...

...a very old Mexican town.

San Gabriel.

I see.

My name is Chavez...

Dr. Estaban Chavez.

How do you do.

And this is my daughter Raquel.

I'm Charles Dakin and this is

my partner, Mr Coons.

How do you do.

Pleased to meet you.

I'm a miner.. I claimed the Durango.

You claimed the Durango?!

Yes.

May I ask what you expect

to find in it?

Gold!

You don't think much of the idea?

There is no gold in Durango, Seor Dakin.

You may find some other mineral here.

Zinc, perhaps.

There is a very good market for zinc,

I understand.

Well, that's very interesting.

Perhaps we'll be calling you

Seor Dakin the Zinc King eh?

Vamonos, Raquel.

Hasta la vista, Seor Dakin.

Seorita...

Adios, Seor Coons.

Yeah... So long, kid.

If you should happen to need any more equipment,

or any workers, seores...

You will come to San Gabriel, eh?

Thanks a lot.

Adios seores!

I swear, Mr Dakin... I didn't know nothin'

about this San Gabriel.

- But when she come outta here...

- Pretty girl!

Yeah...

But Mr Dakin...

We got a big stake in this business.

Relax, Ernie.

I'm trying to.

Well, you've come this far...

Maybe you'd like to take a look

at a million dollars.

I just saw a million dollars.

Come on... we'll take a look

at the other one.

There it is, Mr Dakin.

Every ounce of it.

Look at it, Ernie...

What do you see?

Gold, Mr Dakin.

No... what else?

I don't get you!

Do you know what's really

in these sacks, Ernie?

Paris... Rio... comfort... good living.

And something else...

Like spending 5 years

in a rotten stinking little cell.

And waking up in the middle of the night

in a cold sweat...

...wondering whether or not

I'd been babbling on about it.

Or whether it's still safe or not.

It's always been safe, Mr Dakin.

Oh, I know that, Ernie...

You're the one man I trust.

The one man I can depend on.

It's just that funny things happen

in nightmares.

But the nightmares are over now, Ernie...

we're gonna live.

We've paid 5 years

for this million bucks.

And nobody's gonna take it away from us.

But nobody!

I'd like to get some information

about a friend of mine.

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