The Old Man Who Read Love Stories Page #6

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catching any cats sleepwalking.

Help me out of here, will you?

- Manuel, Onecen! Hold on!

- Don't go so fast,

you bastards!

What's keeping you?

Load your rifles.

- It's better to be prepared.

- Better keep our cartridges dry.

- I'm the one who gives orders here!

- What do you say, Old Man?

They're government-issue cartridges

so you do what the government says.

Help me!

Help me!

We told you they'd get

in your way.

Copy us. Walk on the dead branches.

It's easier.

Pull! Pull! Sh*t! My boot!

- Find my boot!

- Forget it. It's vanished.

Is no-one going to find my boot?

You bastards are just trying

to sabotage my expedition.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Why not? It's my boot!

Scorpions.

They bury themselves

till the rains are over

and they don't like

to be disturbed.

Do you think I'm going to swallow

that nonsense?

You're just trying to frighten me,

make fun of me.

No.

Because you're sweating

they are particularly

attracted to you.

Shut up!

Take them all out.

- Tell me what's wrong.

- Take them all out.

One by one. Line them up there

on the table.

Open your mouth.

You've got quite a few good

teeth left but

quite a few not so good.

Can you pay?

We've made a bet, Doctor,

my friends and I.

You'll take all my teeth out

and I won't make a single sound

while you do it.

You and I will share my winnings.

Once he starts pulling, you'll run

crying home to mummy.

You'd better go and have a few more

drinks. I don't like silly games.

Doctor,

if you don't let me win my bet,

I'll cut your head off

with my little friend here.

There are fifteen teeth.

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

Six!

Seven!

Sorry. A tough one.

Eight!

I could never tell between a coward,

a fool and a brave man.

Nor could I, but

if they work for the government,

there isn't any difference.

Right! Let's go.

We can't carry on.

The men need to rest.

That makes sense...

for once.

You stay. I'm going to find

somewhere safe.

I'm the one who gives the orders

around here.

You look for some place safe,

then.

No, I didn't mean that.

You do it. Off you go.

Do you think she's out there,

prowling around?

I don't know,

but I'll know if she comes near.

It's a pity we can't have

a big fire.

- Better this way.

- It'd be much safer with the fire.

Animals don't like fire.

With this fire she can see us...

and we cannot see her.

Well, she'd better show

herself soon.

- I can't go on forever sitting here.

- Patience, Excellency, patience.

You cannot succeed at this

and go back a hero without

patience.

Once before,

I was hunting down a jaguar

for some settlers whose cattle

were being killed.

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