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which builds our cities
and even our churches.
Gold finances our conquests
in far distant parts
and so the great wheel
of commerce turns.
Not one of us is untouched
by Indian sweat,
least of all His Majesty
and his bishops!
As a priest, I must follow
Gospel imperatives,
the first of which
is to preach the truth.
I am the voice of Christ
in the desert of this island,
and you are in mortal sin!
What's he saying? This man's gone mad!
You live in sin, and you die in it!
Why?
Because of the cruel tyranny
you impose on these innocents!
Tell me by what right
and with what justice
you keep these Indians
in such cruel, horrible slavery.
They were living peacefully
on their land!
This is outrageous!
By what authority have you
waged such terrible war on them?
By what right do you keep them so
oppressed, starved, and exhausted?
They're dying because of you.
Or rather, you murder them!
What a disgrace! This is intolerable!
How can you be so asleep?
How can you be so deep inside
that lethargic dream?
Look into the Indians' eyes.
Are these not men?
Do they not have rational souls?
Are you not obliged
to love them as yourselves?
Who do you think you are?
Your sermon today
has called into question
my authority and that of the King.
You know that the Indian concessions
are all legal.
I demand an official retraction,
Father Montesinos.
The truth has many enemies.
The lie has many friends.
This is a capital offense!
Hang the traitor! Burn him!
Montesinos, go back to Spain
before we cut out your tongue!
Very good.
He goes right for them, doesn't he?
Yes, this man never retracted.
No, the next Saturday,
he preached the same sermon.
He continued denouncing them like
that for years until they killed him.
In Venezuela.
Yes, he was the first voice
of conscience against an empire.
Like that,
from a little church like this.
-Okay?
-Yes.
To the dressing room.
Great.
-Great.
-You can continue.
They sell our rivers against our will.
They sell our wells, our lakes...
and even the rain
that falls on our heads!
By law!
Friends, it's incredible!
They don't allow us to collect
the water that falls from the rain,
by law!
And who takes even the rain?
A company whose owners
are in London and California.
Friends, what are they
going to steal next?
The vapor from our breath?
The sweat from our brow?
All they'll get from me is piss!
Take it easy, comrades!
Take it easy, comrades...
Costa, they say that they want
to mobilize thousands.
-So?
-From the countryside...
...from the city, the unions.
People are furious.
No wonder, they're taking their water.
They're taking their water.
-Enough.
-Imagine a documentary about this.
Costa, let me do it.
No, I'm not spending another penny.
Costa, they're going to raise hell.
And if we don't tell the story, we're
going to let a great chance escape.
I said no! I'm not a f***ing NGO!
This story has nothing to do with me.
But you're in the middle of it!
Come in.
Sh*t, the big boss himself.
Told you need a hand with this.
You?
Come in, come in.
No one else dares enter the ogre's den.
It's me, again.
I've tried all the numbers.
There's no way I can contact you.
What's wrong?
Don't the kids have my number?
And the little one?
Call me.
F***ing machines.
You got a family?
Yes, a boy of 14.
What's he like?
Well, to be honest, I have no idea.
He lives with his mother.
This business fucks up families.
Here.
Something wrong, Antn?
My bloody head!
I can't remember the f***ing beginning.
Start at the beginning.
"They are so nave --"
They are so nave
and generous with what they have
that they never refuse anything.
Whatever they have, if you ask them
for it, they will give it to you,
inviting the person
to share it with them.
I have still not found out
if they have private property.
With just 50 men,
you could subdue them
and make them do whatever you want.
Whatever you want.
-On the first --
-On the first island I found...
...I took several by force.
Your Majesties will see
that I will give you all the gold you
desire in exchange for a little help.
Besides spices and cotton,
there are slaves,
as many as you require.
All of Christendom should be joyful
and solemnly thank the Holy Trinity
for having converted so many souls
to the holy faith,
and for the countless material benefits
this will bring us,
since not only Spain,
but all of Christendom
will enjoy solace and profit.
No wonder you can't remember it.
No one talks like that.
That is exactly the first letter
Columbus sent from the New World
to the Spanish Crown.
That's why Sebastin
is so faithful to the text.
I don't know if it'll work.
It's a little risky, but I like it.
But if he'd just
give me some space to present
the man, with his doubts,
his anxieties...
Tell him.
-Why do you drink so much, Antn?
-Because I'm always...
very... very thirsty.
But can you get through this?
We are screwed without you.
It's great to feel needed.
Look at the size of it.
-Can we go on board?
-We'll ask Costa.
Hi, there.
They really had to fill these
with gold dust?
Seems so.
Daniel, I saw you in a demonstration
with the police.
Do you realize that if something
happens to you, we're f***ed?
Without you, we can't finish the film.
Can you not keep out of this?
Just three weeks.
Excuse me.
Yes?
The money men.
They saw the rushes,
and they say you're great.
Very good.
Daniel, we're going to make
a fantastic film, you'll see.
No, really.
Sebastin is preparing
some amazing scenes --
hundreds of guys in the ravine
panning for gold.
F***ing epic, and you're there!
You're there, man!
What?
Two f***ing dollars, right?
And they're happy.
I worked in the States for two years
in construction.
I know this story.
Belen, leave that.
Come on.
-We're not going on the boat?
-We have to go home.
Come on, come on. Stay in line.
Move.
Captain...
What's this?
Do you think I'm stupid?
Are you trying to fool me?
Nothing here but sand.
Speak like a Christian!
I don't understand you!
This is sand.
Have him clipped.
Next.
There's not enough here.
There isn't enough.
A lot of sand.
Come on, take him away to be clipped.
Father! Father!
You, come on!
-Well done, kid, you were great.
-Thank you.
-Happy?
-Yes.
Thank you.
-Young lady, well done.
-Thank you.
You've got talent.
I hope they're paying you
like they should.
Paying me a lot more than the extras.
More than the extras? My God!
Do you want to know
what they're paying me?
-What?
-Two million bolivanos.
Wow.
-Dad!
-Hello.
I've just seen the scene in the jungle.
It was very interesting, yes.
It was sad but interesting.
I really liked it.
It isn't real, but it's lovely.
-You liked it?
-Yes, a lot.
I owe you an apology.
Help!
Help!
It's a horrific choice...
heartbreaking.
You can't bear the idea
that the dogs will eat the babies.
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