The Pride and the Passion Page #2

I know we have to find it.

(drum roll followed by thud)

(drum roll followed by thud)

(drum roll followed by thud)

We ought to be able to build and assemble

this raft in about three days.

There'll be 100 logs underneath.

We'll lash the cannon to this platform.

- I think we can get it across the river.

- I think it will sink.

It won't. But in any event it's the only way.

Unless you expect the river to dry up.

I expect to get this cannon to vila.

This way, we might lose it.

Not if I get cooperation.

I repeat, we'll need 100 logs.

All right. You get the men,

start cutting the trees.

You got your way, Captain.

But if this cannon sinks...

- It won't. And I'm sick of your threats.

- I do not like this.

- You don't have to. It will succeed.

- All I have is your word. It is not enough.

- Then don't do it! Recall the men!

- All right!

Wait. I know... and both of you know

the reason for this stupid argument.

If you are going to cross the river,

we are wasting time.

(slow rhythmic hammering)

Let it out easily!

Pull, pull! Keep pulling!

Get to the other rope!

Look at it. Mud up to its barrel.

I wish I'd never seen the thing.

- Can we pull it out?

- How? With what?

- We have the men and the mules.

- They won't budge it an inch.

- How many people would it take?

- 1,000. 2,000.

There are more than that

in Algado, Miguel.

(whistling and rhythmic clapping)

Citizens of Algado...

I spit in your faces.

I am Miguel of the gun, and of vila.

In vila, we do not sit in the bullring

with the French.

And we do not fly the flag of Spain

beside the flag of the enemy.

(man shouts)

Arrtez! Arrtez!

What kind of people are you,

sitting here enjoying your life?

the enemy amuses himself,

holding Spanish babies on bayonets.

Do you feel nothing in your hearts?

Can you feel no shame?

Across the river,

a cannon is buried in the mud.

We need your help.

I do not ask you to die.

Or even to bleed.

Just to sweat a little.

So you can tell your children

that Algado sweat for the Resistance.

And those of you...

who are still Spanish... can follow me.

Your face is dirty.

You can't risk it.

We have to.

They outnumber you,

and there's a gun for every man.

- It'll take three weeks to go around them.

- All right, three weeks.

Captain, in vila there is

a general in Napoleon's army.

General Henri Jouvet.

His uniforms are beautiful.

His wine comes from France,

and his women from Morocco.

And every morning, to stop the

Resistance, and for his own pleasure,

he hangs ten Spaniards.

In three weeks,

he will hang 210 Spaniards.

You're risking the gun and everything

because of those hangings.

Has it occurred to you how many more

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