Panquiaco (2020) - full transcript
Cebaldo, an indigenous dule from Panama, is a fishermen's assistant in a town in northern Portugal who suffers of nostalgia. In his loneliness, memories takes him away from his daily ...
EVERYTHING WAS DARK.
THERE WAS ONLY THE SEA
THE SEA WAS NOT WATER,
NOR A THING, NOR A PERSON
IT WAS MOTHER. IT WAS MEMORY.
IT WAS THOUGHT.
THE CREATION ACCORDING TO THE KOGUIS.
PANQUIACO
-Good morning.
-Good morning.
-Good morning.
-Good morning.
Where do I put the fish?
Hold on.
There?
Cebaldo.
Put me two kilos of fish.
-Two kilograms?
-Yes.
Take the smallest ones.
Look, Cebaldo.
There are some small fish in here.
Take the smallest ones
and give them to the client.
I have them here.
Two kilograms.
Do you like to eat scales?
Do you like to eat scales?
You have to do it like this
and you take it out.
You can't do it like that.
You have to do it this way.
Listen, Cebaldo.
Bring the boxes,
wash them and take them to the boat.
Tomorrow we'll go to the sea.
We need the boxes for the fish.
On a sad afternoon in May,
he went for a walk on the beach
and he stumbled upon a dark-haired man
who was a soldier,
and he stumbled upon a dark-haired man
who was a soldier.
In the war,
he killed his father.
Soldier kids are like that,
soldier kids are like that,
soldier kids are like that,
soldier kids are like that,
soldier kids...
Hello Cebaldo,
I had been waiting for you.
We had agreed to meet
in the Plaza 5 de mayo.
I was there, waiting for you.
What happened?
You are in my thoughts.
Hi Cebaldo.
We haven't heard from you.
Today is the anniversary
of your father’s death.
Where are you?
When are you coming back?
We are thinking about you, Cebaldo.
It’s cold.
I lived six years in Russia.
You lived six years in Russia?
It's 30 to 40 degrees
below zero over there.
You see a lot of young people
with no legs or arms.
I thought they lost them during the war,
but no.
They lose them because they drink a lot.
They pass out on the snow
and don't feel a thing, they stay there.
Many die.
Those who are lucky do not die,
but they get gangrene
and then they get their leg amputated.
In Panama it is always hot.
In Panama
it’s the same weather all year long.
But it’s not like here.
No, it’s hot there.
He’s used to it.
Are you used to this place now?
How long have you lived here?
Dear brother,
I haven't answered many letters.
Although I am not there,
I never really left.
I think of you.
-Good night.
-Good night.
There was once a sailor
who was shipwrecked on a desert island.
As there was no way
for him to return home,
whenever he remembered his land,
he suffered.
He was sad.
He began to dream of a new country.
He started picturing the landscapes
then the streets,
neighborhoods, entire neighborhoods.
All kinds of plants and animals.
Then he began to picture the people.
He pictured the place where he was born
and this place
became the land of his childhood.
One night,
the sailor woke up to an eclipse.
He tried to remember,
but he couldn't remember a thing.
He had forgotten everything
about his hometown.
His hometown became a dream to him.
FROM THE TOP OF A MOUNTAIN PANQUIACO
GAZED UPON THE TWO SEAS
ONE DAY HE SAW THE VESSELS
OF THE WHITE MEN
ARRIVE TO THE CARIBBEAN SHORES OF PANAMA
THEY WERE LED BY VASCO NUNEZ DE BALBOA
WHO WAS IN SEARCH OF GOLD
PANQUIACO AND BALBOA
WALKED FROM THE DARIEN RAINFOREST
TO THE PACIFIC OCEAN
You have reached
another place,
an unknown
place.
A place where the trees
bear ripened fruit
and still others,
with the whisper of the wind,
have been blown away.
The seeds
have flown away
with the wind.
The seeds
of these trees
no longer
live here.
The seeds
will return to their place.
Do you remember where you used to sleep?
Yes, I remember.
It was over there, behind this.
And mom and dad?
Mom and Dad were over there.
Was it there?
People slept here. There were more beds.
That was full of dad’s books.
What about here?
It was empty.
Do you remember how Grandpa
liked to tell stories?
I always thought
that they were fairytales.
It was only later that I understood that
they were the stories of our ancestors.
When I left to Europe,
you were all there at the airport.
Our brother was there.
Also mom and dad.
Yes.
Aunt Lucia didn't make it in time.
She started crying
because she could not say goodbye to you.
By the time she made it to the airport,
you were gone.
We couldn't say goodbye.
I still remember that day you left.
Did you give him his medicine?
The sick man should bathe
with the medicinal plants.
With the help of the medicinal plants,
he may be able to recover his memory.
To find the plants,
you have to walk several days to the east.
If you stay,
you may find some of what you have lost.
When you were a kid,
you ran around the house.
Later on, you left,
and so did the kid in you.
Now you are old.
The days have passed
and so have the years.
You are not the same anymore...
and you came back to remember.
Finding your roots can help,
but those memories
you are looking for are no longer there.
Your father passed away...
He took a part of this place with him.
That's why
you feel this place is empty now.
Search
what you are trying to find here.
Your father,
your mother,
your grandparents,
your ancestors.
Think about where you want to stay.
Where do you want to die?
You know what I mean?
Look! What is that?
It's a bird. It just caught a crab.
-Caught it?
-The bird.
Crabs climb up the legs of bird
unaware that they will be eaten.
Birds also catch other animals
sometimes they are by the shore
and catch fish.
Birds catch fish with their claws
and fly away,
but sometimes the fish is too heavy
and the bird falls into the water.
One day, a bird was looking for fish
where a hungry alligator was on the hunt.
The alligator lunged into the river
after the bird
who manage to escape,
But the river was too shallow
and the alligator broke his neck.
He then died of hunger.
That is why they say
that you can also die of hunger.
Do you know why this river
is called Abudi?
There used to be a lot of parrotfish.
The river of parrotfish.
That’s how the name originated.
That’s what it means.
Look at the mangoes.
That’s where our family’s pantheon was.
Grandpa is buried in Sugandi.
Yes, Grandma too. They are both there.
We have to go one day.
There are many people buried here.
There is a legend about two brothers
when they looked
at their reflections in the river,
they realized that they were brothers.
The day the brothers left town,
they forgot who they were
and where they came from.
Their souls stayed in their reflexes.
The reflection of the soul
dwells in the water.
Hi, Dad.
I came back to see you.
Can you hear me?
I have been thinking about you...
I brought you a drink,
we can toast together.
You know that I live far away from here
and I have returned to find you.
Maybe I will come back...
Let's drink to that.
Cheer for this.
Cheer for this.
I was born
in Guna Yala.
I was born
in Guna Yala.
My ancestors
started the revolution for me.
I was born
in Guna Yala.
I was born
in Guna Yala.
Let's all gather together
to commemorate the hundred years
anniversary of the Dule Revolution.
In the midst of pain,
we hear your name,
but you are still not here.
The sea and the mountains
still remember you.
The sea is waiting for you,
wherever you are.
The sea will always be your home.
Can we
heal ourselves
after being sick?
The land that we lose
does not return,
you have
to let it go.
Brother,
it seems that these
are my last words.
So be it.
What does all of this mean?
It is as if everything
that I had disappeared.
What do I do now?
Your soul has left this place
and has gone far away.
PANQUIACO AND BALBOA
ARRIVED AT THE SHORES OF THE PACIFIC OCEAN
ON THAT DAY BALBOA WAS VENERATED
AS THE DISCOVERER OF THE SOUTHERN SEA
On that day the sea wept and cried out:
"Panquiaco, what have you done to me?"
Panquiaco, in his grief,
let the tears of the sea wash him away.
Ever since,
his spirit wanders between the two seas.
In the cardinal directions.
To the east.
North.
South.
And west.
When a person is sick,
medicinal plants can help.
The medicinal bath plants.
The plants.
The time
has passed.
The sun has left this place.
Now, there is only darkness,
and here,
from the darkness,
I invoke the souls
of our ancestors,
those who may help us.
From the darkness,
I await your souls.
I summon you, I sing to you,
and you are here.
You have arrived to the place
where you have been summoned.
Your souls are now in the darkness.
I invoke the spirit of Cacao,
come help us.
Souls, welcome to the darkness,
help us in this bath to heal his soul.
I offer my voice
to save this man from illness
with this medicinal bath,
prepare him for his journey.
When the sun rises again,
grant your breath to his spirit.
Receive the soul of this man.
THERE WAS ONLY THE SEA
THE SEA WAS NOT WATER,
NOR A THING, NOR A PERSON
IT WAS MOTHER. IT WAS MEMORY.
IT WAS THOUGHT.
THE CREATION ACCORDING TO THE KOGUIS.
PANQUIACO
-Good morning.
-Good morning.
-Good morning.
-Good morning.
Where do I put the fish?
Hold on.
There?
Cebaldo.
Put me two kilos of fish.
-Two kilograms?
-Yes.
Take the smallest ones.
Look, Cebaldo.
There are some small fish in here.
Take the smallest ones
and give them to the client.
I have them here.
Two kilograms.
Do you like to eat scales?
Do you like to eat scales?
You have to do it like this
and you take it out.
You can't do it like that.
You have to do it this way.
Listen, Cebaldo.
Bring the boxes,
wash them and take them to the boat.
Tomorrow we'll go to the sea.
We need the boxes for the fish.
On a sad afternoon in May,
he went for a walk on the beach
and he stumbled upon a dark-haired man
who was a soldier,
and he stumbled upon a dark-haired man
who was a soldier.
In the war,
he killed his father.
Soldier kids are like that,
soldier kids are like that,
soldier kids are like that,
soldier kids are like that,
soldier kids...
Hello Cebaldo,
I had been waiting for you.
We had agreed to meet
in the Plaza 5 de mayo.
I was there, waiting for you.
What happened?
You are in my thoughts.
Hi Cebaldo.
We haven't heard from you.
Today is the anniversary
of your father’s death.
Where are you?
When are you coming back?
We are thinking about you, Cebaldo.
It’s cold.
I lived six years in Russia.
You lived six years in Russia?
It's 30 to 40 degrees
below zero over there.
You see a lot of young people
with no legs or arms.
I thought they lost them during the war,
but no.
They lose them because they drink a lot.
They pass out on the snow
and don't feel a thing, they stay there.
Many die.
Those who are lucky do not die,
but they get gangrene
and then they get their leg amputated.
In Panama it is always hot.
In Panama
it’s the same weather all year long.
But it’s not like here.
No, it’s hot there.
He’s used to it.
Are you used to this place now?
How long have you lived here?
Dear brother,
I haven't answered many letters.
Although I am not there,
I never really left.
I think of you.
-Good night.
-Good night.
There was once a sailor
who was shipwrecked on a desert island.
As there was no way
for him to return home,
whenever he remembered his land,
he suffered.
He was sad.
He began to dream of a new country.
He started picturing the landscapes
then the streets,
neighborhoods, entire neighborhoods.
All kinds of plants and animals.
Then he began to picture the people.
He pictured the place where he was born
and this place
became the land of his childhood.
One night,
the sailor woke up to an eclipse.
He tried to remember,
but he couldn't remember a thing.
He had forgotten everything
about his hometown.
His hometown became a dream to him.
FROM THE TOP OF A MOUNTAIN PANQUIACO
GAZED UPON THE TWO SEAS
ONE DAY HE SAW THE VESSELS
OF THE WHITE MEN
ARRIVE TO THE CARIBBEAN SHORES OF PANAMA
THEY WERE LED BY VASCO NUNEZ DE BALBOA
WHO WAS IN SEARCH OF GOLD
PANQUIACO AND BALBOA
WALKED FROM THE DARIEN RAINFOREST
TO THE PACIFIC OCEAN
You have reached
another place,
an unknown
place.
A place where the trees
bear ripened fruit
and still others,
with the whisper of the wind,
have been blown away.
The seeds
have flown away
with the wind.
The seeds
of these trees
no longer
live here.
The seeds
will return to their place.
Do you remember where you used to sleep?
Yes, I remember.
It was over there, behind this.
And mom and dad?
Mom and Dad were over there.
Was it there?
People slept here. There were more beds.
That was full of dad’s books.
What about here?
It was empty.
Do you remember how Grandpa
liked to tell stories?
I always thought
that they were fairytales.
It was only later that I understood that
they were the stories of our ancestors.
When I left to Europe,
you were all there at the airport.
Our brother was there.
Also mom and dad.
Yes.
Aunt Lucia didn't make it in time.
She started crying
because she could not say goodbye to you.
By the time she made it to the airport,
you were gone.
We couldn't say goodbye.
I still remember that day you left.
Did you give him his medicine?
The sick man should bathe
with the medicinal plants.
With the help of the medicinal plants,
he may be able to recover his memory.
To find the plants,
you have to walk several days to the east.
If you stay,
you may find some of what you have lost.
When you were a kid,
you ran around the house.
Later on, you left,
and so did the kid in you.
Now you are old.
The days have passed
and so have the years.
You are not the same anymore...
and you came back to remember.
Finding your roots can help,
but those memories
you are looking for are no longer there.
Your father passed away...
He took a part of this place with him.
That's why
you feel this place is empty now.
Search
what you are trying to find here.
Your father,
your mother,
your grandparents,
your ancestors.
Think about where you want to stay.
Where do you want to die?
You know what I mean?
Look! What is that?
It's a bird. It just caught a crab.
-Caught it?
-The bird.
Crabs climb up the legs of bird
unaware that they will be eaten.
Birds also catch other animals
sometimes they are by the shore
and catch fish.
Birds catch fish with their claws
and fly away,
but sometimes the fish is too heavy
and the bird falls into the water.
One day, a bird was looking for fish
where a hungry alligator was on the hunt.
The alligator lunged into the river
after the bird
who manage to escape,
But the river was too shallow
and the alligator broke his neck.
He then died of hunger.
That is why they say
that you can also die of hunger.
Do you know why this river
is called Abudi?
There used to be a lot of parrotfish.
The river of parrotfish.
That’s how the name originated.
That’s what it means.
Look at the mangoes.
That’s where our family’s pantheon was.
Grandpa is buried in Sugandi.
Yes, Grandma too. They are both there.
We have to go one day.
There are many people buried here.
There is a legend about two brothers
when they looked
at their reflections in the river,
they realized that they were brothers.
The day the brothers left town,
they forgot who they were
and where they came from.
Their souls stayed in their reflexes.
The reflection of the soul
dwells in the water.
Hi, Dad.
I came back to see you.
Can you hear me?
I have been thinking about you...
I brought you a drink,
we can toast together.
You know that I live far away from here
and I have returned to find you.
Maybe I will come back...
Let's drink to that.
Cheer for this.
Cheer for this.
I was born
in Guna Yala.
I was born
in Guna Yala.
My ancestors
started the revolution for me.
I was born
in Guna Yala.
I was born
in Guna Yala.
Let's all gather together
to commemorate the hundred years
anniversary of the Dule Revolution.
In the midst of pain,
we hear your name,
but you are still not here.
The sea and the mountains
still remember you.
The sea is waiting for you,
wherever you are.
The sea will always be your home.
Can we
heal ourselves
after being sick?
The land that we lose
does not return,
you have
to let it go.
Brother,
it seems that these
are my last words.
So be it.
What does all of this mean?
It is as if everything
that I had disappeared.
What do I do now?
Your soul has left this place
and has gone far away.
PANQUIACO AND BALBOA
ARRIVED AT THE SHORES OF THE PACIFIC OCEAN
ON THAT DAY BALBOA WAS VENERATED
AS THE DISCOVERER OF THE SOUTHERN SEA
On that day the sea wept and cried out:
"Panquiaco, what have you done to me?"
Panquiaco, in his grief,
let the tears of the sea wash him away.
Ever since,
his spirit wanders between the two seas.
In the cardinal directions.
To the east.
North.
South.
And west.
When a person is sick,
medicinal plants can help.
The medicinal bath plants.
The plants.
The time
has passed.
The sun has left this place.
Now, there is only darkness,
and here,
from the darkness,
I invoke the souls
of our ancestors,
those who may help us.
From the darkness,
I await your souls.
I summon you, I sing to you,
and you are here.
You have arrived to the place
where you have been summoned.
Your souls are now in the darkness.
I invoke the spirit of Cacao,
come help us.
Souls, welcome to the darkness,
help us in this bath to heal his soul.
I offer my voice
to save this man from illness
with this medicinal bath,
prepare him for his journey.
When the sun rises again,
grant your breath to his spirit.
Receive the soul of this man.