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How's it going to look for a matador to walk

while one of his men rides a horse?

I'm going to be a matador too.

We might as well agree on one thing

before we start.

There's only one matador in this cuadrilla,

and his name is Juan Gallardo.

- Sebastian, are you with me?

- Always.

- Potaje?

- I follow.

- Pablo?

- Me too.

- Manolo?

- I'm coming along, all right, but I ride.

There's only one way

to settle a matter like this.

[All Shouting In Spanish]

## [Singing In Spanish]

## [Whistling]

## [Singing Continues]

## [Whistling]

- We'll never make it.

- We'll make it.

- Not by walking.

- [Train Whistle Blowing]

Who said anything about walking?

You men stay here.

What are you gonna do?

- Stop the train.

- How are you gonna stop it?

Have you ever seen a bull

stop a train?

- Yes, but you're not a bull.

- I can stop a bull, so I can stop a train.

[Whistle Blowing]

[Whistle Blowing]

- God give you a good evening, Senor Engineer.

- What?

We're on our way

to the corrida in Madrid.

Mi capitn,

we've come all the way from Sevilla.

We've walked 500 kilometers

already, excelencia.

All right, you whelps of hell.

Get aboard.

Come on, muchachos!

Compaeros, you may do as you please.

But as for me, I'm through.

We're doomed, all of us,

because we haven't got an education.

For 10 years now, we've been risking

our necks in a hundred arenas.

And where are we?

Just where we started from.

How much better it would've been if we'd

joined up with the Workman's Federation...

and served our class.

Or at least joined the national militia

and served our country.

As it is, whom have we served?

Nobody, not even ourselves.

One of us hasn't done so badly

for himself.

Eh, Juanillo?

- I can't complain, Manolo.

- I can.

- My pockets are empty.

- You don't make as much as I do.

Your pockets are bulging

with pesetas right now.

Four thousand. Not a bad season.

And someday I'll make twice that much

in one afternoon.

[Whistle Blowing]

Look! Look my picture!

- [Voices Overlapping]

- Now, that's recognition.

There's something under it.

What does it say?

Huh? Oh.

- Hey, you! I mean you! Come here!

- [Spanish]

- Come on. Come on.

- Come on!

- Good morning, seores.

- Can you read?

- Yes, thank you.

- Good. Read this.

Right there.

- Well, come on. Come on. Read it.

- Let's hear it.

Seores, this is an article

by the great critic Curro.

In it, he he praises the merits

of various novilleros...

including Juan Gallardo.

- That's me!

- That's him!

[Juan]

What does it say?

[Man]

Let's hear it. Come on.

Easily the most promising of the season's

newcomers is Juan Gallardo.

His work in the ring is...

classic, pure and perfect.

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