La Redota - Una Historia de Artigas Page #3

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What do you bring, friend?

Ansina!

Ansina has arrived!

Give me your credentials,

I'll introduce you...

Do you know that a man,

one singIe man, can end it aII?

The deviI.

Pancracio! What's that Goth

doing standing there?

Get him settled! And deliver

those letters, please!

Come with me, sir.

I work for an American newspaper

but I'm Spanish. Sorry.

Oh, I see. All right...

Get yourself settled, then.

Anything you need, you know...

you just have to ask.

And surely here you won't be

lacking things to write about.

- Excuse me.

- Thank you.

Lady, good afternoon.

There's mail for you.

Good afternoon.

You want a piece of bread,

partner?

Want some water?

Let's move along.

Pancra... Pancracio is your name,

isn't it?

Yes, Pancracio.

Pleased to meet you.

Couldn't you put me

somewhere else?

I don't think I'll be very

comfortable here, you know?

No. This is the best, most

comfortable place I got, because...

is good people. You have water,

you have food. Everything.

Isn't there a place

closerto Artigas?

Because that would be very

important for my job, you know?

Artigas stays anywhere,

whereverthe night finds him.

People! Would you help me make a

tent forthe partner here?

Where, Pancracio?

Here!

Yes, over here, exactly.

Cut it first.

The tent is ready.

You like it?

I sure do, Pancracio.

Let me put my stuff inside.

All right, let me help you.

It's perfect.

Perfect then. You rest easy.

This is your home.

But, what do we Spaniards came

here to do in the first pIace?

Here there is neither the siIver

of Rotosi nor the gold of Mexico.

Just some Ioose cattIe and this

human waste, this sub-species...

What do we get from here?

It doesn't matter, I have

my own way to "make the America"

Here, just Iike in Mexico and Rotosi,

we came to get rich and get back.

And I wiII do just that.

Wait for me.

Eat...

Thank you.

Eat, you'll like it.

Just don't ask what it is.

They alreadytold me.

Lt's yamb, isn't it?

You'll see miss, I'm a journalist.

Yes, I know, from North America.

Well, yes. How did you know?

News travel fast around here.

I'm sorry...

Do you want some?

...assault and take the city.

French losses are total.

They duplicate those of

the allies.

There are no more doubts,

the British crown

seeks to regain the lost colony.

Widow, looks for a guy

who can fish.

Here we have...

Who can fish, here?

Here we have a fisherman!

Fishermen we have plenty, mate!

Stay still.

Stay very still.

Don't move a finger.

Do you know how we deal with

traitors around here?

You know, don't you?

I'm talking to you.

Countryman!

Come on, my man!

Don't look at me like that,

it's all a joke.

Lt's not me you have to fear.

I'm just interested

in your dagger.

Good handle, good blade.

I never dreamed of having

one of these, countryman.

Maybe you could give it to me...

No, I can't.

Why not?

Lt belonged to my elders, and...

Really? I was joking... here,

have your knife.

And welcome to the town,

countryman.

Hey kids! Take this one

to meet Ferreira.

Pleased to meet you.

Good luck.

(Guarani) One, write it.

Plus two. There's three.

Guzmn Larra, from The lndependent,

a newspaperfrom Boston.

Miguel Ferreira, from the family of

the boss, and his secretary.

Priest Fernando.

Have you eaten yet?

No, not yet.

Aplate here, please!

Thanks.

Afine newspaper. How interesting!

ASpaniard writing for them.

Well, yes. Apart of the world

crumbles, another raises.

There are many subjects here

for a writer.

The food...

Thank you very much.

My thing is drawings, really.

I'm expected to turn out a text

to go with them, but

I'm paid forthe drawings, mainly.

I try to capture what's

going on here.

Tell me... I imagined

Artigas somewhat older.

He must be, if I'm not

mistaken, around fifty.

Yes, that's right.

When did you meet him?

Afew hours ago, when I got here.

No, you came from overthere.

That's odd, the boss hasn't been

around here for a few days.

I saw a commanderwhen I arrived,

I thought it was him.

You must be talking about

Captain Martinez.

The boss...

Excuse me, please.

Here anyone is Artigas.

Are you asking of me to?

Just invent him, dammit!

I'm authorizing you to create

our Fatherland!

Or maybe aII of them are Artigas?

Does he exist?

He exists. In the imaginatlon

of aII this peopIe.

This Iost, cornered peopIe.

When they feIt betrayed

Ieft to their own resources,

they needed a boss.

In these peopIe's simpIe head,

Iike chiIdren's,

it works Iike a myth,

for them, instructive,

...for us,

a waII that stops the future.

Now I'm afraid if you kiII one,

Iike the seven-headed hydra,

another six wiII turn up.

It seems this hydra

is caIIed Artigas.

He is the gaucho, the bIack,

the creoIe, the indian.

Now I want you to know

one of our campfires.

The Council, as we call it.

Excuse me...

There's no danger here,

this is a military camp.

Yes, but we have families. We want

to know if there's any danger.

There is no danger! Besides,

an armistice has been signed.

Lt will be respected.

Martinez, you're the one

talking nonsense now.

Since when the Portuguese

have respected any treaties?

We need to know the real

situation we're in.

We are like we are.

And Artigas, will he come today?

I wouldn't know.

Captain Jos Artigas,

you son of a b*tch!

(Guarani) Where have you been?

What's going on, woman!

I wasn't born to share my man

with an indian whore!

Hush, hush...

Not you, Goth!

So, you're the journalist my

sister wrote me about.

Did you find her well?

Yes. Yes, very well.

L, uh...

I don't know if someone told you,

but I've come to...

To tell all about this, I suppose.

Yes... yes...

I wanted to talk about several

matters with you.

With me?

Yes. You're the General, here,

after all.

I am whateverthey want.

Ask them.

Don't be mistaken.

Lf you're going to tell the truth,

talk to them.

Coming!

I hope you have everything,

food, shelter.

Have a good night.

La Redota - The still exodus.

Traitors! What are

they doing here!

Bastards!

Traitors!

F***ing Portuguese!

F***ing Portuguese!

Want some?

Thanks.

I already ate.

I thought you were hungry.

No, thank you.

Do you like horses?

Yes, a lot.

Did you know these?

No.

These are from the Portuguese.

Artigas captured them,

with the help of the

natives.

He goes to the tribe,

And there they give him all

the information, when and where.

Ln the creek, or in the pass,

they tell him...

Here's another camp, with

five hundred horses.

To go in the early morning,

and capture them.

He's part of them.

How he tricks them!

He teIIs them he went out in the

morning to steaI horses.

When he was reaIIy hunting

hostages.

Those Rortuguese hostages,

to use as a shieId.

He's trying to protect himseIf.

Roor peopIe!

How they have been deceived!

- Come on, CarIos! Leave those books!

- They are my Iife!

WHY?

Or I wonder why?

Why dld they Ieave it aII behind?

Why did they foIIow him?

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