Al otro lado Page #3

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Me? No, but maybe he'll

return soon.

Did he take

his clothes or not?

I didn't see, I just saw

that my mom had his hat.

See! He has

to come back for it.

My dad says that a Mexican

can't go out without his hat.

Did you see that?

What?

Over there!

What?

Over there!

Look, what do you see?

- Is that the other side?

- I think so.

Dad!

Mr. Rafa!

Don't be rude, return!

Mom! I know

where the other side is!

- Who told you?

- I guessed it by myself.

That's good, son.

Help me with the clothes.

Masa and I were shouting

at my dad and guess what!

He answered us and he

told me he'd be back...

...for my birthday.

Son, I told you, your dad

is far away from here.

Not so far!

Look Percito! Your dad...

...isn't going

to return so soon...

...so please

realize we're not...

...going to see him

in along time.

But he told me he would

take me to the fair!

That's not going

to happen.

If you want...

...I'll take you and your

brothers to the fair.

Come, help me

with the clothes!

What's up Prisciliano?

What are you doing hero?

I wanted to know if you

can tell how I cross...

...to the other side?

Do you wanna go

with your dad?

Damn boy!

Have you listened?

He wants to go with

his dad to the other side.

You're too young for that.

Too young.

But as soon as you grow up,

I'll tell you how.

I'm almost nine!

Who do you think

convinced your father?

Who?

Your uncle Guadalupe!

He's an a**hole,

he didn't want to go...

...and I told him Rafael...

...what the hell

will you do here?

You've got to go

for dollars like me.

...and what happened?

The f***er is on his way!

I told him...

Such is life!

We have to work hard.

Work hard.

Look at Apolinar.

The idiot thought

it was easy...

...and crossed at night...

...the border police

caught him, right?

That's right. Yeah!

And grouchy old Primitivo.

F*** off!

He crossed

on the freight trains.

- He's more clever.

- That was long time ago.

Longtime ago.

- Now, it's f***ing difficult.

- You must think it over.

They suffocate, because

leave them locked...

...in the freights!

Aureliano, that bastard

you see over there...

...dumb ass, crossed

through the desert.

That's the way it is.

It was my fate.

And he almost died.

They found him laying

there by chance.

- And you, how did you cross?

- What?

How did you cross?

Me? What then.

- Swimming, son!

- Swimming?

Swimming!

I always beat those

American bastards.

There are some

who try...

...without knowing

how to swim...

...so the f***ing

idiots drown.

Mr. Guadalupe, the

child can't be here.

Let him drink

a beer with us.

Can't you see he'll go

to the other side?

Where were you?

Come here!

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