Night Across the Street Page #3

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appeared, gasping for breath.

They were arriving at Quilpu,

Pedro's heart was beginning to beat,

the moment of truth was approaching.

On the fishing and hunting pitch

the bachelors were playing

a match against the married men,

the teachers of Quilpu

against those of Villa Alemana.

He could see Seor Belmar with his blue hat

and checkered shirt.

The first half was ending

and the bachelors had just scored

their second goal.

Hey,

bring me a lamp, I can't see anything.

Please.

In the distance he saw Beethoven

crossing the pitch,

the breeze lifting his coat tails.

He seemed sad.

The game was finishing.

Celso gave a sigh of relief and said aloud,

"The dice have been thrown!"

He hesitated between two ways

of going about things.

Sir,

I think the maths grade is unfair.

You haven't taken into account

that in science,

I got a much higher grade

and that my low grade in maths

was for psychological reasons.

Or...

I know that I deserve this low grade,

but my average will go down

and I won't pass.

Do you think that's fair,

just because on one occasion

I didn't work hard enough?

My friends,

I've never minced my words.

Personally

I'd rather have dictatorship

than this bland conservatism.

I find it amazing

that a person of your intelligence

could want a right-wing dictatorship

for his country.

It's not right-wing,

it's against all extremes.

I've had enough of this electoral circus.

There shouldn't be any more elections,

like what Peron did.

Chile and Argentina

could become one country.

The people have a right

to their opinions, don't they?

Let's see whether Ibaez lets them.

Why wouldn't he, if the working class

of Chile are going to vote for him?

It's about time that all those

religious schools were shut down.

Throw out all those foreigners

who are sucking Chile dry.

Especially the Yankees! Get rid of them all!

What idiots you are!

The Yankees freed us from the English.

Yes, but they also declared war

against the Germans.

Why were they meddling?

It's the Yankees' fault

that Hitler was defeated,

when he was only trying to do

the best for his country.

That's what we need here, Don Carlos.

A Hitler

to take everything back from the rich.

The Yankees won't allow it.

Well...

Cheers...

He felt the need to take out the bag

with the little grains of gold

and look at it in front of everyone.

He waited a moment longer,

someone touched his arm,

it was Seor Bitis,

the music teacher.

Hey! What did Saint Thomas say?

That depends,

Saint Thomas said a lot of things.

But the most important thing was

"See that you may believe."

"See that you may believe,"

said Thomas Aquinas.

I don't believe in witches or in dictators.

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