Viva Maria! Page #4

For the moment, we've two objectives:

To give Rodriguez and his men the slip...

and to keep ourselves fed.

Sh*t! Notre Dame!

- You'll be home in a few hours.

- Maria...

No, don't speak.

- Maria, I am dying.

- Don't say that, please.

No, listen to me, Maria.

Continue with my cause when I'm dead.

- Swear to me you'll go on fighting.

- Fighting, me?

- Flors, how could I?

- Go on, swear.

Yes.

I swear.

I swear it.

There it is.

Hurry. Quick.

The doctor is not home.

- They have all gone.

- That is strange.

The village is completely deserted.

Rodolfo!

He's getting worse. What can we do?

Ave Maria

Long live the rosary

Long live Saint Dominic

That he founded

Ave Maria

Well, there are your villagers.

He has a family here. He will speak to them.

Mama.

Dolores.

What are you doing here, Domingo?

Did you come to see your wife?

Your mother?

Your children?

Or did you forget that you left them here...

left them alone...

to follow your hero Flors...

like a dog, loyal and stupid.

Get out!

Get out and do not come back.

All of you.

There is no place for you here.

All of you followed Flors...

down the path of crime and revolution.

Now go back to him...

wherever he is hiding...

and tell him never to return again.

Flors was alive.

I loved him.

Flors is dead.

I mourn him.

I am not here to revenge one man...

but to bring a nation justice.

What is she up to?

It's her big scene.

Flors is dead.

His last noble thoughts were for you.

These will I now undertake...

to faithfully transmit.

Yet what do I see?

A flock of lowly sheep...

who cringe and dare not raise their heads.

Oh, judgment...

thou art fled to brutish beasts.

Alas, have all men then lost their reason?

Shakespeare, Julius Caesar.

Act 3, Scene 2.

Are you not exploited, degraded, whipped?

Yet you say thank you...

and you bow to your oppressors.

Rise...

and freedom will answer you.

Stand up and let the mountains ring

with your anger.

Always hate, hate and more hate.

You speak like Flors, you will end like him.

Is there any man here so base

that he is willingly a slave?

Let that man now speak...

for him I have offended.

I'm waiting for an answer.

She was very good.

Congratulations.

Quite a show.

Everybody thought you were sublime.

Madame Diogne was about to cry.

All I felt for you was shame.

I've done as Flors requested.

Don't you dare speak of Flors.

So what do you expect to do?

I have sworn to carry on the revolution.

The revolution?

You're a fool.

Perhaps.

And how? With who?

With them.

But stop and think.

You are only courting trouble.

I've already given my word.

Well, don't count on me.

Give me your lighter.

She doesn't have a chance.

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