Mujer-Guerrilla Page #4
- Year:
- 2008
- 68 min
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You are the ones
to make that decision.
We could use our papers
to pass as reporters, no problem.
Inti will take you
up the road to Camiri.
Try not to go through Muyupampa.
Don't get yourselves captured.
If that happens remember to
always deny my presence...
...and the presence of all Cubans
here at each moment and at all costs.
- Do you have a cigarette?
- No, I don't.
Goddamn it!
Why don't you smoke?
Smoking's great.
But I do have some tobacco.
Thanks, brother.
Where are the Cubans?
- Well, they should be...
- Daro, come here!
I told you not to talk to that guy!
What did he say?
He didn't say anything, brother.
I asked him for a cigarette.
You're going to the back.
Freeze! Stop right there!
Drop your backpacks
and show us your papers, shitheads!
Throw them on the ground.
The Frenchman's name is Regis Debray.
Masquerades as a radical author,
a Marxist journalist.
Spends a lot of time in Cuba,
and is a good friend of Fidel Castro.
The Argentine's name is Ciro Bustos.
A painter, and also a writer.
This character collected money in 1963...
...for a local guerrilla
movement led by Jorge Massetti.
Massetti was killed
by the police in Argentina in 1964.
Two mercenaries, a Frenchman
and an Argentine were killed...
...when confronted by the army in
the area known as Vaca Guzmn.
The Guzmn region,
that's in Muyupampa.
If that's true, those bastards
are going to pay for it, big time.
The three of them were arrested.
They were taken to Camiri.
Who told you that?
We stopped a van that
came from Muyupampa...
...with a German priest and a man.
They gave all the information.
They want to talk to the boss.
They gave us some sweets and stuff.
- Inti, have those people seen you?
- No.
Many of your men are not Bolivian.
That's why no one trusts you.
But they trust you.
They asked us to talk to you.
Then tell them that our army is
open to anyone who wants to fight...
...they should be here with us.
No, they reject everything that
has to do with violence.
So, people in power can
use violence to oppress us...
...but we can't
use it to free ourselves?
They don't want to join you
and they don't want you here.
You don't have
the right to ruin their lives.
You are going to have peace
today in Muyupampa...
...on the condition that you bring us
a truck of food and medical goods...
...by 6 p.m. On this watch.
We'll meet at Nemesio's farm.
We'll pay for everything.
Then we'll go; you have my word.
Okay.
Open your mouth.
They will torture Bustos and Debray.
They'll learn everything.
Ramn.
I think you should change your name.
That's not a bad idea.
Plane!
Get everyone out of the house.
- Run!
- Cover yourselves!
Quickly, under the tree!
Get out of here!
Most of these men are Cubans.
Don't be mistaken.
This is an invasion
promoted by Castro.
A Communist plot to remove a peaceful,
democratically elected government.
President Barrientos,
what about the Americans?
Are there U.S. Military advisors?
The United States has sent planes,
helicopters and nothing more.
That's their response
to the guerrilla threat?
Our military is entirely capable
of handling this situation.
The guerrilla forces
are on their last legs.
Is Che Guevara leading this group?
I'll say it once.
Che Guevara is not in Bolivia.
Fernando.
The miners are threatening
to go on strike.
Where?
In Catavi, Siglo XX.
The miners are going on strike!
Miners have pledged 50 bolivianos
of their paychecks to our cause.
For them, that's a fortune.
Arturo,
report to Miguel at the ambush...
...and replace Pablito.
I'll go through all of Bolivia
Okay.
Sir, the situation is slipping
through our fingers.
The Pope and de Gaulle are
pressuring us about Debray.
Some members of your coalition are
expressing support for the strike...
...and sympathy for the rebel cause.
We need to
take control of this thing.
What do you have in mind?
Tell people about Guevara.
Declare a state of emergency and
crack down on the Siglo XX miners...
...the iron fist.
Seal the borders and declare
a national state of war.
And the rebels?
Your main problem,
Mr. President, is the lack...
...of coordination
among your deployed forces.
I couldn't agree more, sir.
What do you suggest?
Divide the region in three zones.
Surround each zone,
cut off its source of supply...
...and liquidate any guerrilla forces.
A few minutes ago,
Radio Argentina reported...
...the sad news about
...which resulted in the deaths
of 87 miners.
The families and fellow miners
mourn their loss.
What are they saying
on Bolivian stations?
The same.
They confirm the battle in the mines,
but they are silent about the death toll.
They hit Pombo.
They almost got us, man.
Pour me some water.
Come on, breathe.
The worst is over.
He asked that you hold his watch
until you can give it to his son.
Joaqun.
We can't circle it forever.
This place is crawling with troops.
Ramn told us
not to move out of the area.
That was before
the army overran our camp.
We have no food left? Nothing.
If Ramn were
coming back, he'd be here by now.
If we leave,
how are we going to meet him?
If Ramn is not here it's
because the army is preventing him.
I say we find
our way to the Rio Grande.
We've got as much chance finding
Ramn across the river...
...as we do here.
Good morning, miss.
Can you sell me a can of milk?
Ricardo, what's up?
- Shut up and give me your canteen.
- Moron!
Breathe! Now hold it.
- F***!
- Calm down.
Hold it!
Breathe.
How long are we going to
look for these people?
Until we find them.
I agree, but I think
we're moving away from them.
We should try to make contact
with the capital again.
We're at an impasse.
How many more of us have to die
to find the other group?
Chapaco, if you were lost,
we'd do the same thing.
No one abandons anyone in the group.
Is that clear?
Let's go.
Excuse me, Fernando...
...but the men are starving...
...and we have nothing to give them.
We also have nothing for the animals.
They're eating the bark off the trees.
- What do you want me to do?
- Kill a horse.
I'm giving you another shot.
Fernando, with your permission.
I think I could...
...make it back to the camp
to look for your medicines.
What do you want?
Do you want me
I'm not doing it.
And even less, risk anyone's life...
...for the sake of my own well-being.
We are in a difficult situation.
The truth is, all of us...
...have made mistakes.
But I made the worst mistake...
...when I didn't
bring my medicines along.
This struggle gives us...
...the opportunity to become...
...true revolutionaries,
the highest level...
...of humanity.
To become men...
...in the purest sense of the word.
Too old to learn.
If the wheel rolls downhill...
...let it go.
Come on, let's go up.
Let's go!
- Let's go!
- No, I can hold them!
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