Blood and Sand

Synopsis: Bullfighter Juan Gallardo falls for socialite Dona Sol, turning from the faithful Carmen who nevertheless stands by her man as he continues to face real danger in the bullring.
Genre: Drama, Sport
Director(s): Rouben Mamoulian
Production: 20th Century Fox
  Won 1 Oscar. Another 1 nomination.
Rotten Tomatoes:
125 min

- [Woman]Juanillo?

- Yes, Mother?

- Go to sleep.

- Yes, Mother.

- [Chattering, Laughing]

- ##[Flamenco]


- ##[Ends]

- [Applause]


[Speaking Spanish]

- Thank you. Thank you, amigos.

- The miracles you performed this afternoon

I, Curro, tell you

you didn't need your sword.

You killed that bull with your cape.

[Laughing] Curro, these women

kill more often than the bulls.


- Garabato, where did you get this scar?

- Oh, this one?

- I got that in, uh in Bilbao.

- [Spanish]

Tell me something. Is it true your body

is covered all over like a map?

Well, gachi, during the 19 years

I've exercised my profession...

I've killed 2,912 bulls...


And I've been gored 67 times.

With my hand on my heart, I, Curro...

declare all nations of the Earth should

come and admire toreros like Garabato.

They may have ships,

they may have gold...

but they have no man like this.

I, Curro, tell you this man...

is greater than Frascuelo

or Mazzantini or Lagartijo!

Oh, come now, Curro.

Not greater than Lagartijo.

Yes! By the life of the blue dove,

even greater than Lagartijo.

- But not greater than Gallardo!

- [Man] The boy's right.

- Gallardo was a great killer of bulls.

- You mean a butcher.

He belonged to the slaughterhouse,

not to the bull ring.

- I spit in your milk!

- With his cape and muleta,

Gallardo was phenomenal.

Ah, no. Garabato is

the best bullfighter in the world.

- Gallardo was the greatest torero of all time!

- Torero?

Who called that perro a torero?

I knew that mamarracho.

I was there the day he was killed.

He trembled like a leaf.

- He had cats in his belly.

- [Woman Screams]

[Screaming, Shouting]

## [Guitar]

## [Singing, Indistinct]


##[Man Vocalizing]

[Chattering In Spanish]

## [Singing In Spanish]

##[Continues In Distance]

Seor Toro.

Aj, toro! Aj! :

: Toro! Aj! Aj!

Aj, toro! Aj! Aj!

Aj! Toro! Aj!


: Toro! : Toro! Aj, toro. Aj.

Aj. :

Aj. Aj, toro!


Aj! Aj!

Ol! Ol! Superb!

Juanillo! Come here, you rascal!


- Are you hurt?

- No!

- It was only a caress, nothing more.

- [Spanish]

And this time I mean it.


Spoiling our best bulls.

Criminal entry.

Tonight you can sleep in the barn,

but tomorrow morning...

I'm going to turn you over

to the police.

Tell me, muchacho, how did you feel

when you were fighting that bull?

Sort of gay. Very gay.

That's the way I always feel

when I fight a bull.

Where did you learn that cape work?

He's been coming here like this

ever since he was that high.

- More of a pest than the fly

that plagued the cattle.

- You weren't afraid?

Afraid? Excelencia, I was born under

a good shadow with a cape in my hands.

- That bicho couldn't hurt me.

- Bicho?

Do you know that animal's a Miura?

They're only like any others.

My father killed scores of Miura bulls.

The boy's name is Gallardo.


So, that's where you got it.

- You knew my father?

- Quite well.

- Was he a good torero?

- One of the best.

- Ah.

- I was there at Cordoba...

the day your father was killed

by a Miura bull...

probably the great-grandfather of the bull

that almost killed you a while ago.

There's always been a great feud between

the Gallardo men and the Miura bulls.

They've been killing each other

for generations.

My father said

that's what they're made for.

When I get to be a matador,

my first formal bull will be a Miura.

Excelencia, someday,

I'll make the church bells ring.

There, now. When they hang you,

at least you'll be dressed properly.

- Gracias, seor.

- I came here to see bulls.

And instead, I saw a bullfighter...

and I must say he is an original.


I'm your unconditional admirer.

Oh, thank you, excelencia.

Everybody in Spain is the unconditional

admirer of Don Jose Alvarez.

Ah. When you become a matador...

perhaps you'll let me be

your impresario.

- My hand on it.

- Be sure I'm fully conscious of the honor.

Good evening.

I'm off, Pedro.

God give you a good night, excelencia.


: Hola! : Hola!

- Carmencita, I'm sorry to wake you like this.

- You didn't wake me.

- I've been up for hours.

- You have?

You should've seen me fight a big,

enormous bull. The biggest.

I did see you. I was afraid

the bull might kill you.

How many times have I told you?

I can dominate any bull.

- Don't you believe me?

- Yes, but

Listen. I've gotta tell you

before your father gets back.

I didn't come here tonight just to fight a bull.

I wanted to see you and say good-bye.

I'm going to Madrid.

- M-Madrid? When?

- First thing in the morning.

- Alone?

- No. The others are going with me.

The whole cuadrilla

Manolo, Sebastian, Luis and Pablo.

- What are you going for?

- You can't be a bullfighter

unless you go to Madrid.

I'm running away.

It's a good thing too. I'm in trouble.

Every polica in town

is looking for me right now.

I killed a man.


At La Veronica tonight. A great big

fat goat insulted my father's name.

Said he had cats in his belly.

- So I killed him.

- When will you come back from Madrid?

When I'm the greatest torero

in the world.

Then and only then.

- Will you wait for me?

- How long?

How long will you wait?


You won't have to wait that long,

I promise you.

When I come back, I'll be rich and famous

with my name in the papers.

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Jo Swerling

Jo Swerling (April 8, 1897 – October 23, 1964) was an American theatre writer, lyricist and screenwriter. more…

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