General Luna Page #2

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to follow orders

dictated by the General in chief

of the Philippine Army

will be immediately shot without trial.

That means you, brother.

You poor men of Kawit.

Your leader has his brain

in the wrong head.

And by the feel of it,

his brain is not that big.

Back to the field.

Keep em coming!

When you run out of bullets,

come over and I'll smash your

white balls together!

We can't be at them.

Shut up.

Hey! Don't raise your head.

Keep your...

Son of a b*tch!

Come back here!

Damn it!

Get back there!

Faster!

Serves you right.

Don't despair, m en!

Stand fast and shoot!

Fire!

Fire!

General!

General!

Don't!

Cover the General!

Charge!

Forward men!

General!

Halt!

Fire!

Stop, General!

Why did you stop me?

Don't you see I'm...

Hey! You American monkeys!

Get down!

General, look!

For the Motherland.

Charge!

Charge!

They're retreating!

Long live the Philippines!

This is not a victory, Paco.

I know, General.

But look at them.

They're now a real army

and they need you.

He humiliated my Captain in front

of his men.

You said we should take orders

only from you, Mister President.

We can t afford to lose anyone.

Don't worry, Tomas.

They will all be reinstated.

Thank you, Mister President.

We have to do something about

that crazy Luna.

The Caviteanos honor is at stake.

These are my fellow Caviteanos.

They fought with me in Kawit.

I agree we need

discipline in our

ranks but the way

he carries it out.

The humiliation.

The factis Lunais still useful.

I cant figure him out.

What do we do with him?

Support him.

We still share the same goals.

Is there anything we can do?

But his arrogance.

Have you ever tried

to catch the wind?

They say that you area war monger.

Why not compromise?

Would it not be easier?

I detest war, Joven.

But compromise?

Can we simply ignore the enemy?

The Americans are not going

to stop soon.

Our forces will eventually run out.

That s why we have to prepare

our last stand.

The plan is sound, General.

These trenches were

planning to dig

north of Bagdad

river will hold up.

But the trenches from Caloocan

to Novaliches are more important.

While the Americans are busy fighting,

we will retreat North.

General.

Yes?

First, we Do not have enough men

to dig a trench line that long.

We need at least 2,000 volunteers

with shovel sand

pickaxes to start with.

Second, I do not

think the President

will agree to such

an ambitious plan

especially the trench line

from Caloocan to Novaliches.

Three days.

Sir?

Give me three days.

Major.

Captain.

The Americans know why we have

to fight for our liberty.

They fought ferociously for theirs.

Are we different from them?

So we don't have

the same right to Liberty?

That is what makes their aggression

toward us inexcusable.

Fall in!

Article One:

any person who refuses

to follow orders

dictated by the General in chief

of the Philippine Army

will be shot without trial.

Ready?

I'm sorry, General.

Are we going home?

We have three more camps to visit.

With all due respect, sir.

It's midnight.

Then ride fast, my brother.

General.

General.

Good morning, Paco.

You look like you came from battle.

Breakfast?

Yes. There's breakfast ready.

Not for me.

For them.

Two thousand?

Four.

Four?

Halt!

Captain.

Thank you for offering to help.

We had no choice.

He threatened to shoot us all

if we didn't come with him.

Some of the men

have begun calling him

General Article One.

General, we need to send men

and ammunition to Bataan.

I have three reserve platoons

in Bulacan.

They can ride tomorrow.

With all due respect, they need

to reach Bataan before Sunday.

My men cannot fly, Paco.

Take command of the camp, General.

What are you going to do?

I will get us a train.

General, do you know

how to speak English?

[Speaking in French]

There! Over there!

He says Your crazy.

My English is running out.

Arrest him already!

Damn it!

Quickly!

Damn your foreign tongue!

This tea would go better

with ensaymada.

General.

Is everything ready?

Ah... we have a problem.

The Americans?

No, sir.

Our officers.

They invited their families on

the train for sightseeing.

There is no room for

the troops to board.

Damn it!

You should try ensaymada with that.

Out of my way!

Out of my way!

Idiots!

We are not going sightseeing!

Out!

Out!

That was a big headache.

That's just Filipinos being Filipinos.

Family comes first.

And that's our biggest fault.

We risk our lives for our

families and neighbors

but for the idea of nationhood?

I can count with my

fingers the true

patriotic soldiers

I've met in my life.

I remember one skirmish in Malabon.

The fighting had stopped

around dinner time.

There wa san American

colonel who was

having dinner inside

an abandoned house.

Lets see who has balls

amongst our infantry.

Now,

I'm giving you a chance to prove

your worth to this army.

Who wants to harass the Americans?

They're all having dinner.

There is a colonel

inside a house

in the western side of town

who is a sitting duck

at this very moment.

Who wants to take a shot?

Do we have no patriots here?

Is there no one willing

to die for this nation?

Name?

Garcia, General.

Lieutenant Garcia

is a rare breed amongst men,

the kind who's willing to give

everything for his country.

Why doesn't he just shoot

the American?

It's enough for them to know

that we are not afraid of them.

Long live the Philippines!

Long live the Philippines!

Put Garcia in

the First Battalion Sharpshooters.

He's qualified.

Long live the General!

Long live the Philippines!

If only every Filipino was like him.

There are many like him.

Not enough, Joven.

Come in.

General,

it's time.

Joven, let's continue this tomorrow.

Thank you, General.

We had to arrest a few

drunken ruffians in town last night.

One of them was your brother.

Who?

Joaquin, sir.

Fighting over a woman, I bet.

Mark of a true Luna.

You know, Dr. Rizal

and I almost got

into a duel because of a woman.

Sol heard from Paco.

Is my brother in jail?

Yes, sir. He kept screaming

that he was your brother.

Leave him there.

Be careful, General.

This is going to be tough.

I know.

What took you so long?

I hope you were discreet.

I was.

Don't laugh.

I have more to lose.

Lama woman of marrying age.

And from a prominent family,

in love with an Indian.

You are not a poor man.

Your family is rich.

But I'm right

that you love me?

Bastard.

I'm thirsty.

Am I not enough

to satisfy your thirst?

My god. What happened?

Work.

Were you shot?

Why is it that after making love,

you start acting like my mother?

You got shot, didn't you?

Just a scratch.

You liar. This is not a scratch.

Now you sound like a nagging wife.

Antonio,

Your married to war.

I'm just a mistress.

Hey, it's cold.

Go to hell.

I'm in hell everyday

when I'm not with you.

Lying again.

You think

I enjoy fighting?

Yes, because you are a sadist.

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