La Redota - Una Historia de Artigas Page #2

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I'm sure they will.

So long.

Where are you going

with that sow?

Lt's forthe Governor.

Cowardly Goths!

I Ieave anyway.

Without the Ietter, but

with determinatlon.

Nothing wiII stop me.

In the battIefieIds of Europe,

I have kiIIed enemies of Spain.

My enemies.

In this America I kiIIed traitors,

Iike this Artigas.

But that doesn't make this

mission any Iike the others.

This one has a reward,

so I can come back to you...

...and win you back.

Stop!

Are you in a hurry?

I'm European, like you.

Lf you just let me show you my

documents...

Guzman Larra... journalist.

That's right.

Take this to the lieutenant.

Let's see what he says.

Where are you headed?

North.

Alone?

Alone.

Be careful. The indians are just

across the river.

Lf they get you, they'll eat you.

They saythey eat the liver...

lt's like a ceremony.

They take the liver out of a living

person, leave it in the sun to dry

and then they eat it.

Lf they lay eyes on you, dressed

like that, the artiguists...

They might take you for a

porteo, from BuenosAires.

Do you know Artigas?

No.

The lieutenant...

Artigas was a smuggler.

After that he was appointed Captain

of the Blandengues Regiment,

and he and the lieutenant used

to hunt smugglers forthe Crown.

What do you think of him?

Agood soldier of the King,

as I understand.

Atraitor! As I understand.

We're under orders of chopping his

head off if we see him.

Being a Captain wasn't enough for him,

he wanted to be

the king of this misery.

So?

Everything all right.

Everything's in order, Don Guzmn.

Good luck to you.

Thank you.

And watch out forthe

Portuguese patrols!

Dressed like that they might take

you for an artiguist creole!

My uniform...

Where is the border?

What woman couId understand her

beIoved in this end of the worId?

What woman could understand

this upslde down worId?

Buenos Aires hasrebeIled

and now wants to ruIe over

this part of South America.

To that end, alded

by the artiguists

they Iaid siege to our

waIIed Montevideo.

We resisted, and they

marched up North

On the other side, those

cowardIy Rortuguese

running away from

the mess that is Europe,

and fearing their King wiII

end up just Iike ours did,

and faII into NapoIeon's

hands, run away.

They instaII a tropicaI empire

in Rio de Janeiro,

and intend to expand

their borders.

And this Banda OrientaI,

this city of Montevideo,

this territory I wiII cross,

is what the Rortuguese,

Buenos Aires and Artigas

want to conquer.

What woman couId understand it?

If I can bareIy understand it myself.

Damn with that black!

Mister Larra.

On second thought, I have

decided to trust you.

I'm sure you wiII teII a

good and truthfuI story

about mi brother Jos. Let me

introduce you to Joaquin Lencina,

known as Ansina.

With him you'II be abIe to enter the

camp at Ayu without troubIe.

Adrink?

Have a safe trip and

may God be with you.

Martina Artigas.

What service do you do for him?

I'm his shadow.

This man decided to withdraw

with his miserable troops,

to a camp seven days

north of Montevideo.

They added everyone

theyfound on their way

to their numbers.

Raping, Iooting, Ieaving behind

a traiI of destructlon on the way.

And everything

under his command.

How many days are left?

Five.

Master, his Excellency,

President Mximo Santos.

What do you mean with

"it's advancing slowly"?

Excellency, it is an honorto

receive you. Lt means, simply

that we lack some materials in

orderto... avoid mistakes.

What materials?

Just invent him!

Do you know of a nation without

forefathers, mister Blanes?

Who was the founder

of our nationality?

This man said:

"Tremble the tyrants for

having aroused our anger."

"I am not for sale, and I don't want

other reward for my efforts

than to see mi nation free".

Excellency, those are

just sentences.

Lt's very difficult to paint a

portrait based only on quotations,

no matter how pretty they might be.

This is all we were able to find

about General Jos Artigas.

I think this, plus what we already

gave you should be enough.

After that, your imagination.

Lt's enough, right?

Plus, what we're paying you.

Do you know what you're doing?

You're painting our Fatherland.

You're creating the very cement

of a nation!

Anation that will reverence,

like all the rest.

Everyone will reverence Artigas.

All the children.

What children?

All the children. Mine, yours,

everyone's.

But forthat we need an example

of orientality.

Areferent, a hero. All the great

nations have one.

Do you understand?

I ask for a face, not a

philosophical treatise!

And I want it on time!

On time!

BIessed you are among women,

HoIy Mary, Mother of God

WHY?

No, no, no, no!

That water is poisoned.

So the Portuguese can't take

advantage of it.

I beg to the famiIies,

do not emigrate.

Wait.

We wiII come back for you.

Jos Artigas.

For my dear son,

with Iove from yourfather,

ZomiIdo.

Zomildo...

Manrique:

Our Iives are rivers that

end up in the sea.

Lope de Vega:

Dying is the root

of every passion.

CaIderon de Ia Barca:

Life is but a dream...

and the dreams,

dreams are.

Come on, CarIos!

Leave those books!

They're my Iife!

My father used to read them to me!

Burn them!

WHY?

WHATFOR?

I'm starting to feeI it, and it

entices me, it sharpens me...

It had never happen before.

I've never feIt this way.

In objects, in traces,

in the pages of these books,

I'm starting to know him,

Iike a woIffeeIing the scent

of his victim.

How many days are left?

But, and them? His victims,

the owners of those books,

who are them?

Lambs at the mercy of

another wolf?

What dld he promised them?

Why did they Ieave

everything behind?

It's hard to imagine a caravan

of nine hundred wagons.

How hard it must have been,

five months in the open...

dispossessed, with chiIdren,

women, eIderIy peopIe...

Eight thousand peopIe.

Going away not knowing lf they

couId ever go back.

How did he trick them?

Who's Artigas's worst enemy?

The Spanish? The Portuguese?

BuenosAires? The British?

Traitors.

InsoIent bIack man!

Traitors.

Artigas saying it himseIf.

What has he done,

besldes betrayaI?

HIS BATTLES:

When he wanted the merit

he defended us and stands out

but when we're vuInerabIe,

in disarray

he attacks us and prevaiIs.

He doesn't cut

the prisioner's throats,

because he can't stand

to look at them in the eye.

It's not for cIemency.

It's because in their eyes he sees

that he's a traitor himseIf.

That's why he hates them.

BRITISH INVASIONS

LAS RIEDRAS:

Two battIes.

A two-dime Captain.

Tomorrow at noon we'll arrive

to the Ayu river.

To our Redota.

What Redota?

You mean defeat, you ignorant.

You defeated yourseIves when

you retired to that camp.

But not me.

There won't be any more

defeat for me.

Tomorrow I'II stand in front

of him and fuIfiII my mission.

The wait is over.

I'm there.

Light my fire, love.

Ansina!

Ansina is here!

Ansina is here!

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