Bless Me, Ultima Page #2

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It will be good for

Antonio to see his uncle.

He's not going to visit.

Antonio?

Antonio, you wanna

help your uncle?

And if someone says that

you walk with a curandera,

will you be ashamed?

No, Ultima.

I will be proud.

Good! Let's go.

We waste precious time.

It's a good sign.

They call this valley

El Puerto de la Luna.

Because it is the door

through which the moon

passes on its journey

from the east to the west.

Hola, Grandpa.

Mdica,

my son is dying.

Abuelo, I have the cure

for your son.

Like old times.

I will pay you in silver

if you save my son's life.

$40 to cheat la muerte.

It's been many years since a

curandera has come to cure.

There are women who are already

mourning your son's death.

Ah, neighbors.

Get rid of them.

Is Tenorio in his dog hole

that he calls a saloon?

Wait!

I'll have Pedro and Juan

go with you.

I don't need them

to deal with Tenorio.

My grandson!

Antonio goes with me.

Venga, mijo.

Are you afraid, Antonio?

No.

Show me

what you have.

Tenorio Trementina!

Are you afraid

to face an old woman?

What do you want,

bruja?

Ay, Tenorio.

You're as ugly

as the devil will allow.

I am a curandera.

It's your daughters

who are witches.

You lie, vieja!

Tenorio, I know

about the curse.

And I know when

and where it was laid.

And you're a fool if you

don't tell them to lift it.

Bruja! You shame my daughters and

my good name in front of these men.

I will see you dead.

Don't threaten me, Tenorio.

You well know the power

of my medicine.

I tried to reason

with you.

Do not harm

my daughters, bruja!

They chose

to tamper with fate.

Pity the consequences.

I grew worried.

La curandera!

Is everything ready?

Lucas.

He has been like that

for the last two weeks.

Beyond hope.

Life is never

beyond hope.

Go. Go now.

Antonio, make the fire.

It'll be difficult.

They made him wait too long.

Why did they wait?

The priest would not allow your

grandfather to send for me.

He's afraid of Tenorio.

Drink, Lucas.

Drink. Un poquito.

Un poquito, Lucas.

Drink. Lucas.

Lucas, drink this.

Un poquito.

I believe they had his fresh

cut hair to work with.

The curse is very strong,

and his strength is gone.

Will he die?

They stole his soul.

We must get it back.

At the cantina,

you weren't afraid of Tenorio.

No, mijito.

Good is always

stronger than evil.

Always remember that,

Antonio.

The smallest bit of good

can stand against all the

powers of evil in the world.

Oh, those,

Trementina girls

will be all cut and

bruised in the morning.

Ultima. Ultima.

Ultima. Ultima.

There is no fever.

The blood of the Lunas

is strong in you.

We have beaten

the death spirit.

Now, all that remains is

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