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It would be absurd,

no rhyme or reason.

I'd slack off, get too comfortable.

You're hot.

I'll get medicine tomorrow.

We now have the situation

under control.

The rebels no longer control the area.

The Northern sector has been purged

and we'll continue to clean house.

A reliable source has informed us

that the rebel soldier,

the Boxer,

is hiding out amidst foreigners

who rip us off and use our land

to grow mediocre coffee

that we'd never drink.

Their accomplices will be eliminated.

What good is money if you're dead?

I paid in advance!

Yes but...

you bewitched us with your words!

I hear you hide rebels!

It's not safe. We want our money!

- Plus a bonus!

- I didn't make you come!

- We must finish!

- Give us our money!

We want our money!

Hand it over!

- The money's gone.

- No way!

Look, the safe is empty.

Someone stole all our money!

Rotten luck!

Can't you see?

I'll get more. Here's 200.

Is that all?

Give it to us!

I'll pay you tomorrow.

Take us home. We won't wait.

Everyone, get out! Out!

Get out!

No money. We're poor.

Empty your pockets.

Everything!

You can't! We're poor!

You're crazy! You're crazy!

Christine, Bernard!

Go away! He's dead now!

I know where the Boxer is!

He's at my place!

Wait for me!

I know where the Boxer is!

Please, sir! Can you pull over?

This is where I get off!

Driver,

white lady wants to get off.

I'm not stopping here.

That's where I'm going.

Please pull over!

I won't stop here.

It's dangerous here now.

Are you going that way?

Are you heading back?

How long till you leave?

I have to go home.

Tell me how to get home!

- Where do you live?

- The Vial coffee plantation.

I know it.

Marida!

- My son is there!

- This way.

Take her to the Vial plantation.

- The old white guy's place?

- Yes.

Can't you take me?

I'm tired.

Manuel took my bike

and disappeared.

Help me find him. He can't cope.

He's defenceless without me.

Extreme blondness brings bad luck.

It cries out to be pillaged.

Blue eyes are troublesome.

This is his country.

He was born here.

But it doesn't like him.

The Boxer is hiding at my place.

I know.

Stop the car.

I want to go home alone.

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