Subida Al Cielo (Ascent To Heaven) Page #5

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- Careful.

We'll take her.

We'll try to make her

as comfortable as possible.

Marta, Marta, get out

so the lady is comfortable.

The baby's father will be thrilled...

...when he gets back from the mine.

Imagine when Albina

surprises you like this?

Bring me my son.

- Mrs. Linda, bring me the boy.

- My son.

Cover him up, he'll get sick.

Give him to his mother.

Congratulations.

Give me those boxes, girl.

Where's the blanket?

Let's see that smile.

Congratulations.

I'd love to be his godfather.

I have lots of godchildren.

But he will be my favorite.

I want to see the cutie.

Move. Don't pester the lady.

- He has hair, look.

- Thanks.

Isn't he just like his father?

Tough luck. You're

as ugly as him.

Let's go, it's getting late.

Take care of him, he's lovely.

- Shut the door.

- I'm going to cover him.

Yes.

Get in, it's getting late.

What did I say?

See how fluid it is now?

Yes, but you can't deny

there was an accident.

Sure, but in exchange

of a new life.

Huh, boy.

Cheer up, everything will be fine.

The rain didn't fill the river.

We'll never get ahead like this.

Animals and people together.

- How nice.

- This is a drag.

Civilization. I don't understand.

We have a right to use

public services no matter what.

It's mine.

- Hit him, get him.

- It's mine.

Enough, stop fighting.

Get out of here.

Damn it.

Stay still, you're acting

like chili peppers.

Now you're really going to get it.

What if you had broken my leg?

- So what?

- I'd be worse off.

Well, you could buy another one.

Settle down, settle down.

Let's see what your

godfather brought you.

Godfather.

Again, compadre.

That's what we're here for.

What happened?

It's like with the slippers.

They get their feet wet

before the dance.

Why won't it start?

I'll take a look, must be the rocks.

Come on, Mr. Pedro.

Help that man who fell.

You're filthy,

you need a bath.

Let's take a dip in that pond.

I think I could use it, I'm coming.

Don't worry.

We'll get the bus out

thanks to my compadre.

This darn bus is like a pig

it loves mud.

Don't get mad.

Let's take a dip, you'll relax.

I understand that you're sad.

Poor thing.

Married and single.

I don't need your pity.

Sure. Albina is very pretty...

...but she isn't with you.

That's why I want to go back.

Come on, don't play hard to get.

Come on.

... has skinny legs...

Lorenza

... but pull the bus out first.

Lorenza

... but pull the bus out first.

Animal traction is obsolete.

We're an industrialized country.

Look over there.

My train of oxen can

pull it out, Mr. Eladio.

Why go so far?

You're all so close-minded.

- Enemies of progress.

- Yes, Mr. Eladio.

- The oxen are too slow.

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