Under The Volcano Page #7

If you need doctor,

I send all my amigos to this man.

Good man doctor. Here. Come on.

Here. Here.

Here you are. Take a look.

[ Continues ]

[ Laughing ]

[ Chattering In Spanish ]

- Ah, my friend.

- Mezcal.

My friend, my friend, old time.

Sure, sure.

[ Slurred ] Mozart was the man

who wrote the Bible.

This man is nothing for you.

Oh, this man is son of a b*tch.

You England man.

I don't care for son of a b*tch American.

They no good for you orfor me.

My Mexican -

My Mexican friend, old time, eh?

You gotta study deep down to know

that Mozart wrote the Old Testimony.

That's my religion

spoke in a fewwords.

Mozart was a lawyer.

Stick by that, you'll be all right.

Oh, American no good.

I no like americanos.

I happen to be an American...

and I'm getting extremely bored

by your insults.

[Rain Pattering ]

Que esta haciendo?

What are you doing?

Nothing.

I... heard tell that the world

goes 'round...

so I'm going to wait here...

for my house to go by.

Then I'm gonna go inside...

and lock the door.

You want to steal mi caballo, huh?

No.

No, amigo mio.

Just looking.

Por favor. Mmm?

[ Continues ]

- Ya pagopor la bebida?

- [Boy ] No. Todavia no.

El no ha pagado lo suficiente

por la muchacha.

Hmm. They say there is trouble

about you no pay.

You no pay for a drink.

You no have money, eh?

Si. Gracias.

[ Chuckling ]

- I have money.

- No.

You no have money,

and now you steal mi caballo, eh?

- [ Laughing ]

- Decidedly not.

No, I was merely admiring it.

Looking at your horse. Admiring.

For why you look at mi caballo?

Huh? For why?

I think you steal.

[ Laughs ]

To run away for to not pay money.

No, I-I already paid the girl.

I paid your friend.

You don't pay enough!

I think you pay... more.

Certainly. Certainly.

Ah.

[ Laughing ]

Como te llamas?

This man is chief of municipality.

He want to know your name.

Si, si, si.

We want to know your names.

[ Laughing ]

- Trotsky.

- Al Capone.

[ Chuckles ]

Uh, my name is Blackstone.

William Blackstone.

You cabron Juden.

No, no, no. Blackstone.

Jews are very seldom, uh,

very, uh, borrach -borracho?

So -

[ Chuckles ]

Where you come from?

From Russia, eh?

What for you do?

Uh, I'm -

[ Chuckles ] I'm, uh -

[ Clears Throat]

a frontiersman.

This man is chief of gardens.

Jefe de jardineros.

I am chief too.

Chief of stockyard.

And you -

[ Chuckles ]

you are chief of borrachos.

[ Chuckling, Muttering ]

[Chief Of Stockyard ]

For why you wear black glasses?

For whyyou make disguise?

I think he's, uh, maybe a spy then.

-[Laughing ]

- And we shoot the spies in Mexico, huh?

You a Russian spy?

No comprendo.

William Blackstone, frontiersman.

- [ Chuckles ]

- [Tapping ]

[Band Resumes ]

[ Geoffrey ]

Cuatro mezcal, por favor.

Go. Go. Vete rapido.

Estos hombres

no son amigos de Mexico.

Son malos. Vamonos.

Go.

Gracias, senora.

- Como estas?

- [Stops ]

[ Geoffrey Chuckles ]

Where is your passport, eh?

Mmm.

What for you lie?

Your name no is Black.

Hmm. Cabron.

You Bolshevik prick?

Anticristo Jew?

Como chingado te llamas?

Blackstone.

It say here your name is Firmin.

I don't give a damn

what it says anywhere.

My name is Blackstone.

Where your papers?

For why you have no papers, eh?

Give me those letters.

You pox coxes!

You cox coxes!

You murdered that Indian.

Tried to pretend

that it was an accident.

You stole his money.

You stole his horse!

Give me... my letters!

What letters, cabron?

Your name is Black,

and you have no letters!

[ Gasps, Chattering ]

Give me my letters.

I blow you wide open from your knees...

you chingado Jew!

You swines.

You murderers!

Give me my letters!

Trash!

Only the poor, the people

you wipe your feet on -

old men carrying their fathers...

philosophers weeping in the dust-

will be saved!

The beggars and the accursed!

I blow you wide open from your knees,

you chingado Jew!

Stop walking in your sleep.

Stop sleeping with my wife.

[ Gunshots ]

-[ Geoffrey Screaming ]

- [Whinnying ]

[Gunshot ]

- Geoffrey!

- [Whinnying ]

[ Groans ]

What a...

dingy way to die.

[ Groans ]

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