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The animals climb much better.

Valenti thinks I'm crazy,

but he's afraid of sleeping

outside like this.

But who's going to hurt me

in God's World?

I'm safer here than in any city.

The most I'll see out here

is a fox or a wild boar.

"Back at the big ranch"

"where I used to live"

"there was a little ranch girl"

"who, happily, said"...

"I'll make you a pair of trousers".

"How?"

"Like the ranchers use".

"How do they use them, compadre?"

"They start off with wool,"

"and finish with leather".

"Back at the big ranch"

"where I used to live"

"There was a little ranch girl"

"who, happily, said"...

Well, sheep, learn to cut

the grass like that.

That's what there is

at La Gran Jaa.

That's it.

Where the hell is the grass?

In 60 years this is the worst year

I've ever seen.

There's absolutely no grass to eat.

I knew there wasn't going to be much,

but this is really bad!

There's nothing!

- Are there any thorns, at least?

- Not very many.

We'd be lucky if there were!

I don't know about these.

If there are, that's it.

We're saved.

We don't have to respect

the private electric fences.

We pay communal taxes,

we pay for everywhere!

I pay 1.000 euros of communal taxes.

Well, godfather, here we are.

It took some work,

but we finally made it.

Summertime, at the mountain

At this rate, I wouldn't

recommend it to anyone!

Back then, things were

different. I'd like someone to do it,

but not at this rate.

Nobody can live like this.

The government

doesn't understand anything

because it always does

the same thing:

When it passes a law,

it's for all of Spain!

L'Empord is one world.

La Plana de Lleida is one world.

This is another world.

Pardines is another world.

Each sector is a world.

But they don't understand that.

They apply everything to one single

world, and it's not all one world!

They don't understand.

It's not the same to move sheep

in the mountains of Ogassa

or move them in I'Empord.

Here they must be kept one way,

and in Pardines another.

Each mountain has its own way.

Each mountain has its own slopes...

When God...

well, maybe not God, but

when nature made the mountains,

they weren't designed for cows.

They were made for sheep!

So what's going on

in the mountains?

I've never seen these thorns

here before,

but today we have thorns

thanks to the cows.

These paths through the mountains

are all dry because of the cows.

It's the cows that are f***ing up

the mountains!

If they asked me what I thought,

first thing I'd do is outlaw

electrical lines in the mountains.

If they want fences,

they'd have to make them out wood.

But no electrical lines

in the mountains!

And I'd love to say that

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