Masangeles Page #5

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l can admit anything,

as long as it's human.

Yes.

lt was on a bad day.

lt's your duty to tell them.

But who'll believe such a thing?

You're convincing.

Nobody can resist you.

Show some guts for once,

and phone them!

l need a phone line.

All right.

And 197 metres wiring.

1 97 metres wiring? Why?

lt's a big church.

One must walk a lot.

But God listens everywhere.

Yes.

But l'm not God.

Enough!

lt's a disaster, Mr. Aurelio!

And yet, l feel much more confident.

lf you carry on like this,

you'll be ready for this duel...

in 5 years time!

Unfortunately, it's in 5 days.

Santiago, how do l look?

Pathetic.

Everything you do

seems ridiculous to me.

You must understand:

it's a question of honour.

- lt's a man's business.

- Women's business, more like it!

What's this one called?

Mimi?- fifi?- Bijou?

Santiago, don't listen to the gossips.

You talk of honour?

When your whole party is corrupt!

What?

Will you also talk

to me of a revolution?

lt can't be worse than now.

Even Che told me

that it was useless in this country.

You want a revolution?

You'll have one!

followed by a military regime!

And one which will last.

They are the worst because

they are all frustrated!

All they do is prune the trees!

You only talk of power. You couldn't

care less about the people's problems.

The people don't want chaos,

they want trustworthy leaders.

Look, this is what's important!

Houses for those who have none.

This is concrete!

You just send money to the Yankees.

What did they mean, your speeches

about productivity, wool,

ltalian shoes?

- Demagogue!

- Don't talk to me about wool!

You've never set eyes

on a sheep, you little brat!

Shall l pour you a drink?

for example, why is he serving us?

He's got education.

Are you educated or not?

l've seen the books you read.

You know the history of france,

Graeco-Roman history,

World War ll, Nazism.

Yes, l'm fascinated by

the history of the Third Reich.

He's better educated than you,

and you've made him a miserable servant!

No, l'm a butler.

No.

You're a servant and you like it.

And it's fine as it is.

Can't a servant know

Graeco-Roman history?

You're a coward, that's your problem.

You've no balls.

l do. l face the music,

l fight duels,

and l rule every goddamn day!

You and your pals from the government,

you live in the past.

lf you don't tackle

today's challenges, you'll disappear.

lt's inscribed.

But you don't get it.

Who do you think you are?

A clairvoyant?

You've never done an hour's work!

You can't even tie your shoe laces.

Throw this a**hole out of here!

- Come on, do it if you dare!

- Stop it!

You, too.

What will you do now?

Tell me... fight a duel with him?

Winston...

You're not a servant.

Nor a butler.

This house is still standing thanks to you.

Thank you, Miss Masngeles.

l feel like blowing my brains out.

Why?

Can't you see?

l'm crying. l'm pathetic.

No.

You are what you are.

You don't lie.

You don't pretend.

You follow your heart.

- But l am pathetic.

- You're my brother.

Why don't you kiss me?

You can't kiss.

How could you know?

And you?

Aren't you scared?

Scared of what?

Of being naked.

You are scared.

But it's natural.

We shouldn't be here.

Why?

We should be in another world

where there are no rules.

Have you been with a man before?

Have you been with a woman before?

Why are you here?

D'you want me to go?

You're going to regret this.

Maybe.

Does it hurt?

No, stay.

Gently.

Santiago... Santiago...

Santiago!

Sh*t!

Yes. Hello? Hello?

What's that?

l can hardly hear you.

He says you must put

a tourniquet on him.

-Above or below?

-Above.

But he's losing a lot of blood.

l can't give you the address.

We haven't studied it yet, professor.

Thanks.

What a nightmare!

l was more scared than they were!

l couldn't remember

if l'd loaded my gun.

lt'll take an hour with

the pneumatic drill.

Come on, we'll dig the tunnel.

Let's do it!

What about you, are you ok?

Do you call this a tourniquet, a**hole?

Tell Santiago to take him to figueroa's.

Where is he, by the way?

Santiago!

What the hell are you doing?

l'm simulating.

Ral's dying.

Take him to figueroa's.

We've got to dig the tunnel.

Hurry up!

Go and turn around.

Son of a b*tch! Scum!

You didn't tell me my

husband was a queer!

This is the house of God.

l lose both my husband

and my servant!

The motherfuckers

have taken my silver egg.

- Where the hell are they?

- l can't tell you anything.

What's stopping you?

The secret of confession.

Bullshit!

What if someone wants to drop...

an atomic bomb?

Do you have to keep it secret?

Who's the fool who invented that?

The rules of the church

don't allow me to talk to you.

l'll never set foot in this damned...

brothel again!

You're a fool, flix!

A queer, a shitty Negro!

Come on, hurry up!

The two groups will join up

in the basement...

I believe the basement is not locked

Santiago!

lf he's there we'll have

to operate right away.

Hello?

When l call the Stella Maris church,

why do l always land any old where?

This is not any old where,

you have reached the church.

Who's speaking?

- father Pino.

- father Pino?

But...

shouldn't you be dead?

l resurrected.

The people needed me.

l'm father Pino ll.

How can l help you?

My prayers don't seem to be heard.

- On the contrary. l hear them every night.

- Pino?

Hello?

- father Pino, we have to pack!

- Hello?

father Miguel,

l can't hear you.

lt's a trapl

Hello?

- What?

- They got Miguel.

Damn it! We're in the sh*t! Hurry!

Somebody help him! for Christ's sake!

- l've something to tell you.

- l haven't got time.

lf anything happens to me, leave.

You haven't seen anything.

Everything will be ok.

lf things turn bad,

go to the french embassy.

You will go, ok?

Everything will be all right.

- Don't worry.

- Hurry.

Who is she?

Nobody.

Nobody?

Who the hell is she?

l can't tell you!

She's my contact.

A.k.a Gloria.

l won't tell you any more.

Ok, come on, hurry!

faster!

lt's time.

Let me just smoke one.

One more minute for Roletti to live.

God is with you!

Daddy!

What is it?

Shall l come with you?

Should l take this as an apology?

Your name won't be tainted, Aurelio.

Your honour will be safe.

You speak as if

you were drawing up my will!

Monsieur Aurelio,

after much thought, forget...

. . .what l have taught you.

follow your instinct.

Stop.

lD's, please.

You can go, Minister.

Only the Minister and his witnesses.

- He's my son.

- The duel is a private matter.

Sorry, l didn't know.

Don't worry,

l'll wait for you outside.

Give this Roletti a proper thrashing!

lt's only his 1st duel.

As regards our argument the other day...

l went too far.

Me too. Please forgive me.

l was a bit...

-All this unrest makes me nervous.

- Yes.

Minister, it's time to go.

We'll talk about it later.

Go now.

Wait for me.

Please.

Get into position.

We'll fight until we're dead beaten.

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