Nacho Libre Page #3

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a wrestling servant of you.

I smell cookies.

Flame! Flame!

No, no, no! No, no, no, no, no!

Roll, you fool!

Flame, flame, flame!

Yes, it's true!

I am Nacho, the luchador.

Who?

Maybe you have seen me on TV.

Nacho!

No. This is forbidden.

I knew it.

He is not a man of God.

Tonight,

I will fight

the seven strongest men in town,

maybe the world,

and I will win

because our Heavenly Father

will be in the ring with me.

And he and I will win 10,000 pesos.

And with it,

I will buy the orphans a big bus

to go on field trips to parks

and places like that.

I'm serious!

Nipple twist!

You can't win them all.

Nacho!

Where are you going?

There is no place for me

in this world, Chanchito.

I don't belong out there

and I don't belong in here,

so I'm going into the wilderness,

probably to die.

Well, you might need this.

My mother gave it to me

before she died.

It was her lucky machete.

You can have it.

I hope to see you again, little Chancho.

Maybe in the next life.

How did you find me here?

I saw you from the village.

I have some news.

Silencio isn't going to be able

to fight Ramses.

He got injured.

Silencio bruised his bunions.

They are swollen really hard.

He's not gonna be able to fight tonight.

You were second place.

You get to fight Ramses.

But I have given up wrestling.

Nacho, you are a great fighter.

And you got something

none of these guys have.

The childrens need a real hero.

But I thought you hated

all the orphans in the whole world.

Not anymore.

I like them.

And they need you, Nacho.

Okay.

Dear Sister, I know

you probably hate my guts by now

and already believe that I must have

died long ago in the wilderness.

But you are wrong, I'm still alive.

Tonight I'll be fighting

the greatest wrestler who ever lived,

the great Ramses.

I know you don't like wrestling,

but know that I am leaving

all my monies to the orphans.

And if I die in the ring, know that

I always loved you as a brother in God.

Ignacio.

P.S. lf we didn't end up taking

our vows of celibacy,

we could maybe get married

and have a family with some nios.

But, you know, whatever.

Hug, hug, kiss, kiss,

hug, hug, big kiss,

little hug, kiss, kiss, little kiss.

Ramses is the number one.

His legs are number one.

His eyes are number one.

His muscles are number one.

Ramses is the number one.

While I was in the wilderness

I wrote a song for Encarnacin

in my mind.

-Shall I sing it for you?

-Sure.

When the fantasy has ended

And all the children are gone

Something good inside me

Helps me to carry on

I ate some bugs

I ate some grass

I used my hand

To wipe my tears

To kiss your mouth

I'd break my vow

No, no, no

No, no, no way, Jos

Unless you want to

Then we'd break our vows together

Encarnacin

Encarnacin

Encarnacin

Encarnacin

They are ready for you now.

Nacho! Nacho! Nacho!

Maybe we should pray.

Dear Lord, please bless Nacho

with nutrients and strength.

-Amen.

-Amen.

Ramses! Ramses! Ramses! Ramses!

Ramses! Ramses!

High five.

Take it easy.

Go, go, go, go, go.

Nacho! Nacho! Nacho! Nacho!

Nacho! Nacho!

Okay. Vertebrae kick!

Timber!

I did it!

Hey! We did it!

Yes!

Yes!

-Yes!

-Yes!

Yes!

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