Viva Zapata! Page #4

You know them?

He's a friend.

He's been away.

Hey, look!

What's that?

Texas.

Hello.

He spoke of you, Emiliano.

He wants a message

from you.

One strong push from

the north or south,

and Diaz drops

like an old bull

with a sword

under his shoulder.

The time has come.

How come they let this Madero

stay up in the United States?

Why don't they lock him up?

Up there, they protect

political refugees.

Why? Up there, they're a democracy.

Yeah, we're a democracy too, and look.

I know. But up there... I'll explain it.

Up there,

the government governs

but with the consent

of the people.

The people have a voice.

That's right.

They also have a president

but he governs

with the consent

of the people.

Here we have the president,

no consent.

Who asked us if we wanted Diaz for 34 years?

Nobody ever asked me nothing.

Well...

How are you in all this?

Madero sent him with me.

He wants a message

from you.

Tell him to get

another leader.

You don't

believe in him?

Yes.

So?

Tell him to

get another man.

As you wish.

I have private affairs.

I don't want to be

the conscience of the world.

I don't want to be

the conscience of anybody.

As you wish.

Inocente,

what's the matter?

Get away from

the prisoner!

Inocente, what are

they taking you in for?

Inocente... He can't talk, Emiliano.

Inocente, here.

What did he do?

They're crazier than the

craziest people I ever saw.

Well, what did he do?

Who knows?

They're always

doing something.

What are you going

to do with him?

I think you

better let him go.

Wait.

Let him go!

He's dead.

You should have cut the rope

without talking.

He crawled through the fence

at night to plant the corn.

My father does

the same thing.

Look at this corn. He still

thinks it's his own field.

Stubborn.

That's what you are.

No, not stubborn.

The field is

like a woman.

You live with it

all your life.

It's hard to learn

that she isn't yours.

He understands.

Hermano, I couldn't

catch them. They're...

I'm sorry

we caused you trouble.

Now they'll

be after you.

You can hide

in my house.

It would be an honor

to take care of your horse.

Thank you.

You mentioned Don Nacio.

Don Nacio is my patron.

He's assured me that I

will be a man of substance

and on that basis I presume the

suit for your daughter's hand.

My friend, do not think I'm

insensible of the honor you do me

by offering to take my daughter off my hands.

Why is it impossible for me to get

a glass of cold water in this house?

Go! Go!

But I don't need to give the

problem a great deal of thought

before I answer with a

permanent and unchanging "no."

The answer is no.

What is wrong with me?

We have a proverb.

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