The White Horse Page #5

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Man, that seems awfully fine, Joselito!

But hey, dismount that horse, your grandmother's in deep trouble, man.

My grandmother's going to be hanged?

What do you think, Rebelde?

This kid's thinks I'll cry because he's going to stay there with his grandmother.

He's crazy, man!

Stand there, you! What do you want?

~ Cowards!

~ Lock her up.

And I'll pound anyone who gets near me right into the wall...

like a Venetian mosaic!

If you'd really tried to find my grandson...

you'd already have found him! Bandits, cowards!

I'll see the Mayor, the President of the Republic, everyone!

Wild beasts!

May God make you grow moustaches in your liver and lose your razor!

But, do my eyes deceive me? Joselito!

My grandmother?

It's you, my grandson!

Come here, son, even though you see me in a cage I don't eat children raw.

Come here, my dear, come here. My Joselito!

My grandson! Thank you, oh, my God!

I thought you were dead, just like your mother.

Oh, how handsome you are!

You're beautiful, just like her!

Oh, forgive me, son, it's just that all my thoughts cram into my head.

The sad memories, the joy of seeing you...

Joselito, my soul!

I am stunning you, but the emotion, the age...

You should say, what age, there's still plenty of oil in this lamp!

And with you here I'm going to shake off the moths and the years...

and I'm going to have more guts than the whale that swallowed Jonah.

Fine, but tell me, where have you been?

Let me out of here, kidnappers!

~ Scoundrels! Flix!

~ Ma'am.

And what you do there standing there like a stake?

Pay the fine and get me out of this filthy pigsty.

Yes, Madam.

Come, Joselito, child.

Tell me what happened to you!

Well, grandmother, when the attack happened, as Flix will have already told you,...

I hid under the carriage, and right there I came across the most ferocious of the bandits.

And then what?

Well... as soon as he saw me, he began to shoot me at me.

My God! And you weren't killed?

Not hardly, grandmother, but I was scared.

Wow, I flew out of Guadalajara!

I dropped the reins... I mean...

I crossed like a flash lands of Nayarit up to Esqinapa.

By the time I got to Culiacn, I was already tired.

By Mochis I was already staggering and my nose was bleeding.

What a load of cobblers!

Liar! As soon as we get home...!

~ You're free to go, Ma'am.

~ Let's go, it's about time!

How much did they charge you, these rogues?

Very little, Ma'am. Twenty-five pesos fine and fifty pesos for damages. Overall, nothing.

~ That's nothing, eh?

~ A pittance.

A pittance? Then pay an extra two hundred, this has just begun!

Hey, get out of here!

~ Lady, please, Madam!

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