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This food is not cooked, Soledad.

Mine has too much salt.

Silence. Speak to your mother with respect.

Soledad is Xavier's mother.

She is my mother.

Who remembers?

I have many sons. And many sons

should have many mothers. Is logic.

Also more enjoyable.

Now go to the whore Inez

who you will not remember.

I have sons here who are sons.

We must honour this harlot.

She's famous in the world.

One time in the capital,

she serviced a whole military prison.

On a Sunday.

Azul, the woman wishes you first.

Come to her, Azul.

I've lit her fires for you.

I do not understand.

This Azul will kiss the lips

of the Captain of the Police...

but he will not kiss Inez.

Has he not heard of my fame in the capital?

We do not use our knives

to kill our brothers.

Now shake the hand.

You will make peace with my son.

A gringo is your son?

This one is no gringo. No more.

He has become my son. As you are, Xavier.

You will shake the hand.

I have ordered it!

There's a sweet smell in the night,

Carlos, but you wear a sour face.

Go away.

You are a fool, Angel.

It is good for young boys to fight.

It turns them into men.

You've learned little of this life,

my brother.

I have learned to be a leader of men.

You're a leader of bandits...

teaching the one who is not your son

to be the same.

I am a leader of revolutionaries...

and if I choose Azul above the others...

it is because Azul is worth more

than my blood.

He's more like me than my blood...

and one day, will be a leader as I am.

For the cause, Carlos.

- We do not fight for the cause anymore.

- Take care, old man. You provoke.

I will provoke if I wish.

I'm older than you.

Do you think your men are not tired

of the way that we live?

They do not wear sour faces,

but behind their faces they doubt now.

They question and they wonder.

You say we must destroy the French

and the Spanish...

and the rich Yanquis who devour Mexico

and swallow her bones.

And yet we do not attack the French

and the Spanish.

And the rich Yanquis, if they are rich...

stay on their side of the river.

No, my lovely brother.

We only play games, children's games...

or the games of madmen.

What is the day today?

A Thursday. The third day of July.

So I believed.

We will do something new tomorrow.

In the north.

The land across the river

belonged to the people of Mexico...

before the gringos took it for their own.

Now, on the day these Yanquis call

their Day of Independence...

we go back for land.

And what our regular armies

could not keep for us, we take.

Azul...

and Xavier will lead.

I know what you think,

that this is the land of your people.

But they are not your people now.

You are one of us.

They celebrate the Day of Independence

as I had thought.

- Look at your boy.

- Look at him.

- Mighty fine boy.

- Mighty pretty gal.

Save your energy for the wedding, Jess.

I reckon you and Doc will have to start

putting up a wedding soon, Abe.

If our crops are good, God willing,

maybe so.

But that's for the young folks to decide,

wouldn't you say, Doctor?

You and Manuel. If there are people...

It sure can tire a girl, dancing with Jess.

Yes, miss.

Do you want to dance out

the rest of your life with him?

Well, I admit he doesn't exactly

hang the moon for me.

I like him. If I have to, I'll settle for him.

Do you really have to settle for anyone?

Now look, miss...

I don't want to hold you here

like I held your mother.

I belong here, Pa. This is my home.

Come on, I wanna talk to you.

Charlie!

- Doc!

- Coming.

- Make way for the Doc.

- Let me get through.

- What happened?

- He fell out of that tree.

Let me take a look, Charlie.

My bag's home.

Here now, you take this thumb

and this thumb...

and press them hard together.

- Joanne, I'll come with you.

- Tarnation, Jess!

You fuss and fret too much over me.

I can look after myself.

It's nothing serious.

Let's get back to dancing.

Nobody upstairs.

No women, nothing.

Nothing nowhere. Rich Yanquis.

Come, Azul, there's nothing there!

GREASER:

Please.

No!

Come on, let's go get them!

- Let me get on!

- No, Doc, no more room!

I've got to get to my daughter!

My daughter...

Find Azul and Manuel.

We will wait by the river.

Come on.

- He said for you to come.

- Leave the gringo.

Come, Azul, with me.

Leave him.

Come!

That's Joanne's buggy. Let me off.

Come on, get them!

Come on, men, hurry up there!

Come on, boys, let's go!

Come on, let's get him! Over here!

Pa, don't do that.

If it hadn't been for him...

They'll kill him, Pa.

Fair skin, blue eyes.

Now, how did he come to be with them?

We wait.

There is no use for more waiting.

It is too dangerous.

You do not understand.

Four sons are missing.

Antonio, Manuel, Xavier.

- Azul?

- Yes, all.

If they're alive, we find them. We go back!

The gringos killed Antonio.

- And the others?

- Manuel was murdered.

By Azul, for attacking a gringo woman.

You are lying. You lie, Xavier.

We go back!

To kill him or to save him?

Which, my father?

We go back, but to Mexico.

We cross!

Pa had to work hard

putting you back together.

We both undressed you.

I've been a doctor's daughter all my life.

I've seen more than one grown man

in his natural state.

The spectacle holds no surprises for me.

Are you up to my asking

a few pertinent questions?

What's your name?

I asked for your name, boy.

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