Bless Me, Ultima Page #5

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go to catechism then?

I wanna be

with you guys.

You know, I don't

want to be left out.

We're gonna be late.

I would not have

expected you to be late.

I'll excuse you this time,

but take care of your company.

The devil has many ways

to mislead you.

You think this kind of

disrespect can be tolerated?

You think this

is play time?

Let us pray.

Who made you?

God made me.

And where is God?

God is everywhere.

At Rosie's.

How many persons

are there in God?

Three!

The Father, the Son

and the Holy Ghost.

They have to

squeeze in tight.

If you die with a mortal

sin on your head,

where do you go?

Hell!

And is there

any escape from Hell?

- No!

- No.

You burn in Hell forever.

For eternity.

How long is eternity?

Without end.

Twenty years.

That is enough.

The dark buds of spring were on the branches.

And I understood why they

called the raging sap

that brought forth life,

the bad blood.

Now it ran

through my brothers.

There were whispers

in town

that they were wasting their

service money at the bars,

pool halls,

and even at Rosie's.

When are we supposed to come to you?

When are we supposed

to come to you?

That's not

what I'm talking about!

I said, I'm working

days and nights.

- And we're not working?

- No, you're not!

We're not working, huh?

What's this about?

Now I'm trying to keep

you guys in line. I have work!

What kind of work

can you have for us here?

I have

jobs lined up!

You are going to work

with me on the highway!

We don't wanna work with

you on the darn highway!

Eugenio!

Watch your language!

Do not defy

your father.

I'm not defying my father, Mama.

That's enough!

- Perdoname, Mama.

- Perdoname, Mama.

What is it you want? Eh?

You've been

gone so long,

and now that you've returned

you want to leave again?

- What about California?

- What about California?

We don't wanna

go to California.

We wanna be on our own

and make our own way.

Go to Santa Fe and work.

You are forsaking me.

We're not forsaking

you, Mama.

Mama! We're men.

We have seen the world.

Ay, Marez men.

The Marez blood draws

them away from their home

and their parents,

Gabriel.

You still have Tony.

Thanks be to God.

You're not

going with them?

I got a job here.

Figure I could

do as well here

as they do in Santa Fe

or Albuquerque.

Will you miss them?

Sure.

Me too.

Will you become a

farmer like Mama wants?

No.

Will you become a priest?

Thank you.

Okay, everyone,

class is dismissed.

Have a great summer.

Hold... Hold on,

Antonio, hold on.

Bye, Miss Maestas. Bye-bye.

Thank you so much.

Goodbye, boys.

Thank you.

Antonio, you're a little older

than most of the other kids.

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