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- You sure she said that, Rodrigo?

- Yeah, exactly like that.

- Today?

- Yeah.

- Don't you go tellin' that around.

- Not even to Z Coqueiro?

Z Coqueiro, of all people? He can't

hold his tongue. You kiddin' me?

Then don't tell my mom and dad

that you found me at the Ouro Fino.

- What were you up to over there?

- I was setting up a bird trap.

- That all? You hidin' something?

- No, that's all.

Are you gonna work

for the Major again?

- I wanna forget he exists.

- You're gonna drive Dad's herd?

It depends on the people here.

My life is the road.

- Like a free cowboy in the world?

- Like a free cowboy in the world.

- Howdy, Otaclio.

- Howdy.

Bumped into my friend here

on the way.

He sure got the gift of the gab.

He'd rather be flappin' his mouth

or his legs than doin' his homework.

- What about the cattle business?

- Some of them agreed at the meeting.

The others are afraid,

after what happened last night.

They burned Andrelino's

house down. To the ground.

- Got the Major's stench all over it.

- The Major sure is ruthless.

My dear St. Anthony

Find me some love

My nice St. Tony

Gimme a break here

My heart feels so little

It can't suffer anymore

My dear St. Anthony

Come here to help me

Open my eyes wide

And quell my pride

Show me what's beautiful

And don't bring me trouble

Let me feel the wind

Blowing towards me

Gimme that grace

Gimme your protection

I'm leaving now, making no fuss

So I won't bother you

But don't forget, St. Tony

That you gotta help me

I know I've been a dreamer

I know I've been a taffeta

Now I want someone gentle

Someone to walk by my side

Open my eyes wide

And quell my pride

Show me what's beautiful

And don't bring me trouble

Let me feel the wind

Blowing towards me

Gimme that grace

Gimme your protection

Easy, pardner.

Folks. Folks!

I wanna have a word with you. Today

I've learned a very important lesson:

there are only wild bulls

here among us...

and the wildest of them all is my

Gislene, who never made me regret...

having walked

down the aisle with her.

- Hail St. Anthony!

- Hail!

Deolindo, make a small cut

so it'll heal nicely.

I don't want him to suffer.

A small cut, I said!

Stubborn people!

It didn't work.

His house is back up again.

They're all there,

like it was a celebration.

- Major, I think...

- Look here, Jo S...

keep an eye on them!

Don't let anything slip by!

Especially Juliana.

That girl's actin' kinda weird.

But now, let's eat

the testicles Leobino cooked.

What's up, pup? See you in a while,

crocodile. See you later, alligator!

We did it!

- So what did I do?

- You lost the rod.

I had another rod. I fished the

rod which had caught the fish...

and I pulled it all in: rod, line,

sinker, and a fish this big!

Mr. Diogo's here.

Don't you believe me? Ask him!

- I'll vouch for anything he says.

- See?

Better get ready. We're gonna round

up the cattle early in the morning.

Don't rush it, cowboy.

The Major told me

you guys are about to leave.

I've heard your boss

sayin' that already.

And I told him I don't

go back on my word.

- And that's what I'm gonna do.

- Then you'll drive the herd to jail.

Easy, Mr. Diogo!

- What's going on here?

- Nothin'.

I think Mr. Milito is suffering

from acute beeritis.

Chico Fu, take him home to sleep

it off. He'll be fine in the morning.

You better be prepared, Mr. Diogo.

Milito is vengeful as a rattlesnake,

but he doesn't rattle when he bites.

In my opinion, Mr. Diogo,

we should hit the road, pronto!

We got a herd to drive, Z.

I gave them my word.

A herd here, a herd there

Herds all over the serto

There are troops on the road

You can see the dust from afar

Mr. Diogo, blow the horn!

Horns blowing, cattle hands working

Trotting mules and fast horses

Loose, wandering riders

That's the life of a cowboy

Blow the horn, mister!

Run, round 'em, cut 'em

Otherwise they'll scatter

And scattered cattle

Means double the work

Run, round 'em, cut 'em

Otherwise they'll scatter

And scattered cattle

Means double the work

There, folks. It's done. Now we just

have to drive 'em to the abattoir.

- Thanks, people!

- Yay!

What's that? Why are you

doing that? Go away!

You brute! You coward!

Come here if you're a man!

- Z!

- Filoca...

- Z!

- Easy. Easy!

- No, come here, Z!

- Wait!

No, enough waiting, Z! For God's

sake, I need some lovin', Z!

You're gonna be Flame,

son of Spark.

I'm gonna teach you how to rear.

When we bump into the Gandus...

we're gonna get them!

Come on, Flame!

There's a time to squeeze...

and a time to cut some slack

and wait.

It's no use huntin'

for them birds now.

First we have to nail the hawk...

and his time's a-comin'.

Then I'm gonna flay those folks into

shape! They'll know who's boss!

We're gonna kill

two birds with one bullet.

See, Milito? It's no use

to get ahead of ourselves.

They have to think

everything's fine.

In life, there's the right time

for everything. For instance...

the time's comin' for you

to exact your vengeance.

Find a really nice place

to ambush that bastard.

- I'm gonna find it, Major.

- That busybody cowboy!

His days are numbered.

Listen! Can you hear the whistle?

Mark my words:

soon the railway'll get here

and start carrying my herd.

If it ain't the train,

it'll be some other thing.

And then, it'll be the cowboy

riffraff's turn at the abattoir!

They're gonna have to drive cattle

smack in the middle of the jungle!

Jo S, keep an eye

on Juliana. All the time!

So, cowboy? How's it gonna be?

Love

I want your tenderness

Because

I live so alone

So? Don't you wanna marry me?

Indian girl of auburn skin

Your small mouth I want to kiss

Indian girl

Of Tupi blood

You smell

Like a flower

Mom, I don't wanna

go to school anymore.

We already got a donkey.

We don't need another one.

Did you wash properly?

Come here.

Mom, when Cornmeal died,

did he go to heaven?

Yes, to dog heaven.

What about Spark? When he dies,

he'll go to horse heaven?

No. Actually, there's

one heaven for all the animals.

But Spark's

gonna live a long time.

Diogo Mendona!

I've been followin' you

ever since you arrived.

- And what's your interest?

- Easy, I come in peace.

You take good care

of Miss Juliana.

She's the only good thing

in that place.

- Mom, Mom!

- What?

Take care of Flame.

Give him some corncobs.

I'm gonna ride Spark and

drive the herd with Mr. Diogo.

Son, I don't like you ridin' alone.

Not even on Spark.

- Just go to the gate with your dad.

- Okay.

You're a good kid, Rodrigo!

- You taggin' along, pardner?

- Yeah.

- Can I go, Dad?

- Go where?

- Help drive the cattle.

- Let's go, cowboy.

- Let's go.

- Later, Mr. Otaclio.

Bye, Z.

- Don't go too far, Rodrigo!

- Okay!

Don't worry, Otaclio!

Jo S, do everything I said.

I want everything workin' out fine.

Don't worry, Major.

I'm gonna make it all work out.

We're gonna bash that riffraff!

Drivin' cattle, pardner?

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