Time to Die Page #2
- Year:
- 1966
- 90 min
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What will we do, Brother?
Don't get ahead of yourself.
The opportunity will present itself.
Guess who showed up.
Juan Syago.
Come see.
It's taken us a lot of work
to keep the peace here,
and it's my job to make sure it holds.
The other night
I dreamed of scorpions.
It's a bad omen.
So you either slink off to another town
or rot here in my jail.
- On what charges?
- To protect you.
You can't lock me up
without charge or warrant.
I've heard about him my whole life.
Now that I see him, I don't recognize him.
I always imagined
he'd have the face of a criminal.
- He doesn't seem like the bad type.
- Not by far.
But it's his fault
I never met my father.
Don't you feel sorry for him?
Even if I did,
it wouldn't bring back my father.
Nor will getting even.
Don't get me confused.
That man killed Ral Trueba
and he has to pay for it.
I'm frightened.
Don't you worry.
Everything will be fine.
Where have you two been?
We went to see a ghost, Father.
Now you can sleep easy.
- You're breaking the law.
- Not at all.
Since you've got nowhere to sleep,
I offer you my hospitality.
Have a good night.
This man is not a prisoner.
Give him whatever he needs
along with the proper respect.
He's here of his own will
and if he wishes to leave, let him.
I've been preparing for this day
my entire life.
That's why I've got no old lady nor kids.
There's nothing to tie me down.
Nothing can prevent me
from getting even.
- What will you two eat today?
- I'll tell you later.
Come here.
The last time I saw him,
but he talked to me like a grown man.
He said, "This afternoon,
I'm either going to jail or the cemetery.
In either case, Julin,
promise me one thing.
Never be a lesser man
than your father."
Later, I went with Mother
to retrieve the body.
It was so big
it wouldn't fit in the coffin.
It was a clean shot.
It was a dirty trick. It had to be.
There's never been
a better marksman than Ral Trueba.
But he was shot from the front.
I thought that...
Don't believe everything you hear.
Honor abides no doubt.
I know what kind of man
Ral Trueba was.
Once I saw him throw
a live rooster in the air.
He put four bullets in it
shooting with his left hand.
I've never doubted you, Julin.
Now, least of all.
- It's about keeping your word.
- I know.
Wait for me at Sonia's house.
And don't you worry.
Juan Syago won't be living
by this afternoon.
Juan Syago!
You paid for your crime with the law.
Now you have to pay for it with me.
They've always said you're a coward.
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