Untouched (1954) - full transcript

GREEN SHADOW
aka "Untouched"

INEXHAUSTIBLE SOURCE FOR
CORTISONE EXTRACTION DISCOVERED

APPARENTLY USELESS BARBASCO ROOTS
TURN INTO FEEDSTOCK FOR A GREAT DRUG

THE USE OF CORTISONE WILL HELP CURE
MUCH OF THE TISSUE AND ARTERY DISEASES

OUR INHOSPITABLE TROPICAL FORESTS WILL
TURN INTO A SOURCE OF RELIEF FOR THE SICK

You see?

Barbasco's features
are unmistakable.

Don't worry. I've studied
all there is about this plant.

Excellent.

I'd like to address some other
very important issues with you.

Follow me.



We've marked the most abundant
barbasco areas in this Veracruz state map.

This report might be really helpful to you,
as it contains essential information

along with a draft of the conditions
which must be met by the grinding plant.

As for purchase prices per ton,

we're flexible, depending on the
local conditions you may encounter.

Means of transport
and other things.

Even the psychological attitude of
the people you'll have to deal with.

When should I leave?

- As early as tomorrow.
- Tomorrow?

I didn't expect
it to be so soon.

- But I'm ready.
- Excellent.

Any question?

Any doubt?

No, I believe I have
enough information.



Then I can only
wish you good luck.

And hopefully things
will turn out as planned.

I hope so too.

- See you soon.
- I'll walk you out.

We'll greet the
cashier in the process.

This is as far as
I can go, boss.

- Why?
- See for yourself.

What's that?

- It's the feast of Corpus Christi.
- Oh.

But the people you're looking for
are just across the square.

- How much do I owe you?
- 10 pesos, boss.

Thank you.

- Do you want me to take you there?
- Yes, go ahead.

- Where is it?
- Right over there.

- Good morning, sir.
- Good morning.

- How can I help you?
- I'd like to see the forester.

He's not here, sir.
He's in Jalapa until next week.

You can leave a
message if you wish.

No, it doesn't matter.

I wanted to give him
some cover letters

to see if he could help me
get horses and a guide...

Anselmo works with
my husband all the time.

But the celebrations
are a bad time...

Where is Anselmo?

He's the one standing up there.

The captain of the Flying Men.

He knows all those
routes very well.

Much appreciated, madam.

Anselmo!

I've been told that you'd guide
people when they go to the mountains.

I'd like you to come
with me if possible.

It's not possible.

Why?

I have undertaken to fly on
Friday, Saturday and Sunday.

Please come back
to me on Monday.

I cannot wait that long.

Today's Thursday, Corpus day.

You must wait.

I'll pay you well, Anselmo.

Just wait.

Don't bother, sir.

He won't go.

He must meet his undertaking or
else bad things could happen to him.

Do you know of any
other who could take me...?

It'll be very difficult to find
someone willing to go with you.

Okay, take me to an hotel then.

- There are no rooms available.
- What?

The festivities, you know.

Pineapple juice, please.

Do you want one?

Two.

I see you trust me, sir.

If you don't want to wait until
Monday, I can take you there.

Do you know the area well?

As well as Anselmo.

And since no rooms are available, we
can leave as early as today if you wish.

I'll find the animals while
you buy provisions.

How long will it take to...?

It depends on you.

If you're a good rider,

then three or four
days, I reckon.

Three or four days?

Sounds good.

[speaks an indigenous language]

[speaks an indigenous language]

I can get you all the
Barbasco you want.

There's plenty in
these mountains.

If you're interested, we
can close the deal right now.

Of course I'm interested.

But I can't guarantee anything

until we decide where
to build the grinding plant.

This is a good place.

But there are no
means of transport.

If they fix the road,

even trucks could
use it in the dry season.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Well, then when I get back in
two weeks we can get to that.

Perfect.

Is there a telegraph
office in town?

Yes, sir.

Just around the corner.

But it doesn't always work.

I hope I'll get lucky.
See you.

Last village with telegraph.

Don't be alarmed if
you don't hear from me.

Love you and
remember you always.

Kisses.
Federico.

If this is for your wife,
you seem a bit laconic.

For a few more
centavos, I'd tell her...

No, leave it as it is.

Please don't dawdle.
The sun will go down on us soon.

It's still very early.

This is the jungle, boss.
Before you know it,

darkness begins to fall
and stands in our way.

What were you doing up there?

Nothing, boss.

We'd better have a cup of
coffee before we keep on moving.

What the hell...

When will this mist disappear?

A strong wind will
be needed for that.

Did you sleep well?

Well, so-so, to be honest.

- You didn't let me.
- Why?

Too much sleep talk.

Did I talk in my sleep?
What did I say?

Several things.

Most about "patria" [homeland].

Do you really love it that much?

I must have meant
"Patricia" instead.

Oh yes.

I even thought you had a fever.

Sometimes I feel
like getting back.

Getting back?

If you want to,

it wouldn't be such a bad idea.

I'm saying this because...

I remember my home...

my wife...

No, we have to keep going,
no matter what.

I figured you wanted
to get back because

you had already grasped
what is happening to us.

To us?

What is happening to us?

There is no path around.

We've gone astray.

- Too much darkness.
- You blame darkness now?

You never knew this area in the
first place. Isn't that so, you fool?

Just go easy on me, boss.

I know this area because I came here once
and also from what they told me about it.

Whose hands
did just I fall into?

And now what?

- What are we going to do?
- Just let the horses take us back.

They know how to find a
village better than Christians.

And the dung trail they left
yesterday might be fresh already.

We just need to follow
it and we'll arrive soon.

Let's saddle the horses.

Move!

Let it loose!
He knows what to do.

Down here!

Don't do that, boss.
They will stick inside even more.

I'll take those ticks from
you with a little cigar.

What did you find up there?

I thought it was a trail but it
was a shortcut for mountain goats.

A shortcut for goats...!

Yesterday they were hog tracks.

We've been trapped in this
hellhole for four days already!

It's three day, boss.

I've counted them
with these little pebbles.

What's the use of
this, you moron?

Let me give you an advice, boss.

Now we're the same because
the jungle can't tell

who's the boss and
who's the servant.

You'd better treat me nicely so
that we both can decide what to do.

I'd hate to see us
both hit by bad luck.

Look out now!

You wretch!
You wanted to kill me!

Shut up!

Look you got behind you.
I never thought of such a thing.

Pedro...

Please forgive me.

This bloody jungle makes
me see threats everywhere.

I just need you to know
that Pedro González

is not a man who'd kill
someone in cold blood...

or betray anyone.

I realize now.

I promise not to
mistrust you ever again.

That's good, boss.

And now we'd better keep moving.

When one is lost, there's nothing
worse to do than not doing anything at all.

Let's go.

Don't keep your
thoughts for yourself.

Feel free to share
anything with me anytime.

If you keep thinking about
a single thing all the time...

it will be very hard to fix.

The soul of the jungle is a green
shadow that takes hold of you.

Yes, boss.

The green shadow is like a pretty,
but wicked girl.

Whenever the green shadow
hears the astray man say:

"I won't make it out of here".

The jungle starts seeking revenge.

And it starts laughing out loud.

But that's only the
rustling sound of the trunks.

And the bushes and animals
that take over your head.

What do you mean?

It's good to talk things out.

You can't let the jungle
believe you're done.

What is there to talk about?

I can only think about
what's happening to us.

That's the problem, boss.

Just tell me anything you want.

Where did you meet your wife?

Thank you, Pedro.

Thanks for caring.

You know...

I feel guilty about you.

I made this trip for
an important reason.

But what about you?

What's in it for you anyway?

A few pesos?

You're just guiding a stranger
for what it's worth.

It may not be just that.

I have a wife and
three children.

So many mouths are
always hard to feed.

But something
burnt inside of me.

And I felt like
enduring the adventure.

What's that?

- A cougar.
- Not a cougar, that hiss!

That's what they do.

There it is.

Come with me...

Just try to keep it down.

Argh!

Boss!

Boss!

A nauyaca viper bit me!

Please tie my leg!

Quick!

Higher!

Tighter, or else
the venom will reach my body!

What do I do now?

You need to suck my wound.

Please do it,
boss, or else I'll die!

Spit the blood out!

Spit it out!

Give me some.

It's over, boss.

My time has come.

No, don't say that!

I'll do anything to cure you.

Even if you'd cut off my leg...

I'd be hopeless just the same.

Don't talk nonsense, Pedro.

For heaven's sake, my boss...

If I die, don't leave me here.
I don't want to be eaten by vultures!

Bury me like a Christian.

And put at least
two sticks as a cross.

Nothing's going
to happen to you!

Please promise me too...

that if you survive, you'll
give shelter to my wife...

and my kids.

I promise, Pedro.

But you're not going to die.

No way!

I already feel it, boss.

No, Pedro, no...!

Take this.

So you don't lose count
of the days we've been lost.

You need to add today's pebble.

I had forgotten about it.

And take care...

...or else the indians...

may come...

...after [...]

Pedro...

Pedro?

Pedro!

Just leave him alone!

Get the hell away from here!

Get away!

I won't let you touch him!

Do you hear me?

And I'll get out of here alive!

I won't be your carrion!

Do you understand, you bastards?

Dogs!

People!

No...

No...

It's the jungle
laughing at me out loud.

Pedro warned me about it.

He did...

Hey!

Hey!

Who's there?

Who's there?

We thought you
were dying, my friend.

I can imagine.

At least you tried your best.

Where's the other fellow?

What other fellow?

Your boss or whatever he is.

The one who cut the bridge
when I was asking for help.

You're still delirious with fever.

It's only me and my mother here.

Clear enough?

I saw him last night.

Tell him not to be a
coward and come forward.

I dare him to tell me
why did he try to kill me.

Watch your mouth, mister.

I don't have any boss.

I don't know of anyone who
may have tried to do you in.

You talk like a goon.

- I warned you!
- Don't beat him!

Can't you see he
can't defend himself?

My father left him here for you
to cure him, not to mistreat him.

What do you want now?

Let go of me!
Let go of me!

Keep it down, mister.

- You'll be alright.
- You!

You tell me I'll be
alright, you jerk?

Shut up!

You may regret if you don't.

I'm not afraid of your bluster!

Look. Don't make
me lose my patience.

I told you'll be alright.
Do you understand?

I tried to kill you, it's true.

But I'll do it if you refuse to
obey me or you try to play me.

And you still dare to
set conditions to me?

No.
They're orders.

Against my will, you'll have to live
in my house, under my own roof.

Until you heal completely
so you can go away.

- Against your will?
- Yes!

And I won't let you stay
here more than necessary!

I'm the first one wanting
to get the hell out of here!

Unfortunately, we're 5 days
away from the nearest village

and you're not fit to walk.

Take him away!

What's all the consideration?

It's my daughter.

And let me warn you that she must
be something very sacred for you.

You'll understand why as
soon as you know how she is.

What are you waiting for?

I'm going to check your leg.

Take that off.

Bernabé...

Bring me hot water
and some rags.

Here's your wallet.

I'll give your gun
back when you leave.

- Check if anything's missing.
- It won't be necessary.

It looks like you
have practice in this.

In life you learn
from everything.

Your wife must be very worried.

I saw you're married
when I checked your wallet.

I needed to make
sure about who you are.

Is there any way I could
get in touch with her?

It isn't easy but we can try.

I'll send Máximo
to Valle Escondido.

An old hunter like him won't
back down in the face of difficulties.

The nearest post station
is in Valle Escondido.

In your letter, you can
tell your wife or whoever...

that they can find you
in Papantla in around...

15 or 20 days.

That's fine.

Your leg is not as
bad as we thought.

You'll be able to walk in a
few days with some caution.

Put some warm compresses
on his leg and patch it up.

No need to splint it.

Bernabé will keep you company.

Call me if you need anything.

You mean I've been assigned
a guard, as your prisoner.

I've got my reasons.
That's the way it is.

So you wash now?

These are the
stranger's clothes.

I'll iron it and will bring it to him.

Juanito Victoriano
will take care of that.

Why?

I can do it myself.

I hate to say things twice.

What's so bad about it, dad?

Nothing, but I don't want you to
speak with that man. Understood?

You talk to me as
if I was a stranger.

I never heard you with
such an ugly voice before.

I told that man that he's
not welcome at El Paraíso.

He'll have to leave
sooner than I expected.

Are you going to
kick him out of here?

My darling...

The hardest times
are already over.

But even then or in
moments of calm...

your memory has
always stayed with me.

I'll soon be by your side.

I expect to come back to
Patancla in 15 or 20 days.

You can go.

You too.

Yáscara...

What brings you here?

I cleaned your clothes and now I'll
bathe you because you are very dirty.

What are you going to do?

I told you. You need
a bath. Why not?

I don't need your help.
I can do it myself.

I'm not a kid.

I don't understand.

It's as if I'd try to bathe *you*.

- Well, okay...
- No, wait!

Didn't you say...?

It was nothing but an example...

You can wash
my hair if you want.

You hair is so dirty
and stiff as boar hair.

Last time I took a
bath it wasn't by choice.

They forgot to
hand me some soap.

You'd better forget it.

My father wouldn't let
you get into El Paraíso

because he thought
you were a bad man.

But I know you're a good man.

How do you know?

- Maybe your father was right.
- No.

When I sense something,
I never get it wrong.

The heart doesn't lie.

My father wants you to go
away as soon as you're cured.

- What about you?
- I want you to stay.

What is it?

You're a very
strange girl, Yáscara.

Do you always say
and do what you feel?

Yes, I do.
You don't?

No, you can't do that
in the world where I live.

I know. My father says that
city people are bad and selfish.

They hate and lie to each other,
and are unable to be happy.

But things are different here.

We love and help each other out.

Please stay with us, stranger.

Why do you want me to stay?
You barely know me.

Because I'm going
to love you a lot.

I felt it ever since I
took you out of the river.

- You took me out of the river?
- Yes.

When I saw you
lying on the rocks,

I thought that the river didn't
want you to leave El Paraíso.

It brought you for me.

And that you'd never leave me.

Yáscara, your dad's back.
He's looking for you.

See you later, stranger.

Federico!

Yáscara...
Hold on a second.

Please don't move.

What's going on?
Why are you afraid?

You can never be
too sure about you.

You always catch
people off guard.

- Here's your razor.
- Thank you very much.

Okay, start shaving your beard.
I can't wait to see you without it.

Federico...

Would you like to be my old man?

- What?
- My old man.

My man.

As Máximo is to Victoriana,
and Bernabé is to Juanita.

As the friend of the girl.

Yes, I would.

But it's not possible.

I'm a married man.
I already have my...

...old woman.

Forget about her.
She's very far away.

Whereas you and
me are very close.

- Does she look like me?
- No.

She's weak,
delicate...

and fragile like a wheat spike.

Is she pretty?

Do you like her better than me?

You are... different.

Then you like me better.

She can't be.

What do you mean?

- She can't be your wife.
- Why?

You said she's weak.

Haven't you seen the
animals in the jungle?

A wildcat won't
love a doe.

And a bear won't
love a female coyote.

You are strong,
and I am strong.

We're like wolf and she-wolf.

You must be my old man.

What is it?

You look so handsome.

- I don't want her to see you.
- What are you going to do?

Yáscara!

What did you do with the portrait?

I left it in the water.

Under a large stone.

Why?

So that you'll look at me.

You are mine.

As if you were...

me myself.

This is you and this is me.

We have to be...

always.

Yáscara...

After three days,
I'm resuming this letter and...

I feel so confused...

I trust that this
anguish I'm feeling

will disappear as soon
as I'm by your side...

I'm sorry to see you all working
while I look like a lazy bum.

I'd like to be of any help.

We don't need your help.
Your leg is important now.

I'm happy to see
you're recovering.

Bernabé!

Tighten this rope from the other side.
It's getting loose!

So much work,
and it's all my fault.

Very nice from you to admit it.

Wouldn't have been easier for
you to shoot me down instead?

In cases like yours,
I prefer accidents.

Why were you so
eager to get rid of me?

You didn't know me
and I didn't hurt you at all.

Life has taught
me to trust no one.

You didn't have
to be an exception.

I'm here by sheer chance, and
you have no reason to attack me.

I don't want to pose any
danger for you or anybody!

You're wrong, mister.

My daughter is
falling in love with you.

That's the main reason
why you'll have to leave soon.

The bridge can be
crossed again now.

And if you're a good man...

Then promise me that you won't
tell Yáscara that you're leaving.

I promise.

What's wrong with that rope?

You see?

When one's pollen is crossed with another,
vanilla grows big and strong.

As our children would.

Flowers are like people.

Some are male, some are female.

And they produce offspring
like dogs or deer do.

As Máximo and Victoriana,
who had Bernabé.

Look.

Juanita is like the flower
which will soon bear fruit.

Why are you so quiet?

I've been talking to you for a
while and I haven't got an answer.

What are you thinking of?

I'm thinking of you.

I'm thinking of you and
the world I left behind.

Which is waiting for me.

Would you leave
me to go back to her?

I would feel miserable
if I'd lose you.

Do you love me that much?

Yes, I do.

If one day I didn't have you, it
would be as if the sun stopped shining.

As if all the flowers in
the jungle had withered.

As if all the birds would stop singing
and die in their nests.

Oh, Yáscara...

I don't deserve your love.

I've suffered a lot sometimes.

Whenever I've been sick, or when
I've been bitten by venomous animals.

Or when I got
pricked by a thorn.

But that's nothing compared
with the pain of losing you.

Federico!

Look!

Bernabé set bird traps again.

I told him not to do it!

Birds are free like
the air, like me!

Calm down.
It's not such a big deal.

I get very angry when I see
them locked up and unable to fly.

Bernabé can't see that he
wouldn't like to be a prisoner either.

And you?
Why don't you fly away?

Oh, his little wing is broken.

I killed him.

I killed him!

Yáscara...

Yáscara, don't...

My father has taken longer to come
back than in other full moon nights.

He may have had
his reasons for it.

Why full moon nights exactly?

It's when he goes out
in the mountains alone.

And there he stays
with his thoughts alone.

With all his own memories.

The boss wouldn't like to hear
us talking about these things.

And much less with
a stranger around.

Federico is not a stranger.

He's going to stay with us, so he'd
better start learning our customs.

I haven't heard the boss
telling that he'd be staying.

My father will say he must stay.

What if he won't?

What if he'd order me to leave?

I only know that if he insists
on you leaving, I'll go with you.

And if you don't want
to or nobody wants to...

I'll cut my throat with a knife!

Or I'll throw myself
into the waterfall.

What are you saying, Yáscara?

Why are you asking
me if you already heard?

I want you to tell *me*, your father.

I'm the first one who must
know about your plans.

What you need to know, father...

...is that I love Federico.

I love him more than I love you,
and I love you so much.

If you separate him from me...

I'll kill myself.

I swear I'll do it!

The stranger will leave regardless
because these are my orders.

But if he really loves
you, he'll come back.

Let him go back to his world,
see his wife again,

live the atmosphere
he's always lived in.

If he discovers that
all of that is a lie,

rest assured that he
will come back to you.

And that will be true love indeed.

And then we'll welcome
him with open arms.

If you hid from me
that he was leaving,

how will I know that
you're not fooling me

and that you'll try to stop
Federico from coming back to me?

If you'd meant what you say,
you wouldn't make me leave.

Your obstinacy only goes
to show that you fine words

are nothing but an excuse to
keep me away from Yáscara.

You've only ever cared
about your problems

and never cared
about those from others.

That's why when your
daughter responds

innocently to the
calls of her youth, of her nature...

The only thing that occurs to you
is to make her feel miserable.

And I'm not saying that
because I'm part of it.

It would have been just
the same with another.

And even though you may force
me to leave, just listen to this:

I love Yáscara.

I love her with all
my heart and soul.

You're leaving tomorrow!

Máximo will have your horses ready
and will lead you to the nearest town.

My decision is final.

You go back to your room and stay
there until I tell you otherwise.

I hope you won't
have to regret it, father.

Bernabé!

What?

Call the boss, quick!

Yáscara!

Victoriana!

Boss!
Look!

Look at the horses!

Him!

He did it, so that
he couldn't leave!

You filthy dog, you think
you got away with it?

- Who did this?
- You did, why of course!

He didn't do it!

I did it, father.

You?

Did you really kill
those two useful horses?

Yes! And I'll do anything
to make him stay!

I won't put up with that!

I slapped my daughter
because of you!

My own daughter!

Don't hit him!

Let go of me!

Father don't hurt him!

No father, no!

No father, no!

Let go of me!
I need to stop him!

Please father, stop!

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

Let me go!

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

Father, don't hurt him!

Leave him alone!
He didn't do anything!

If you keep on hitting
him I'll hate you forever!

Please let me finish him!

No!

It's alright, Máximo.

I slapped my daughter...

Nobody has ever heard
me say these words...

Please forgive me, Yáscara.

Stop hurting yourself, father.

I know how much you're
suffering because of me.

The time had to come in which your
love had to be taken away from me.

The rage I saw in your eyes
when you were defending him...

...is something I'll never forget.

You're right.

You defend what you love.

And you do it face to face.

Against anyone.

Even against me.

I'd give you my life
to make you happy.

- I'm your worst enemy!
- Don't say that, father!

I've made you the way you are.

I've had you in isolation
because I love you.

Out of self-interest.

I should have taken you away
from here many years ago.

But I want you to know
the storm I've been through.

The words you heard
the stranger say,

I've already told
myself countless times.

Yes, I'm selfish.

And I've been afraid to admit
the truth up to the last minute.

Just leave me, Yáscara.

I'm drunk for the first
time in many years,

and now I'm saying
things that hurt me.

You're the only thing
I have in the world.

Please don't hate me.

Come on now...

Please leave me alone.

You don't even deserve this!

- Why did you follow me?
- Ignacio, please calm down.

I thought something could
happen to you in your condition.

There must be something
very serious in your life

that may have led you to
live in such a weird way.

Yes, and the cause
of all this is there.

Irene.

Yáscara's mother.

Her father objected to our
marriage based on social prejudice.

I took hold of some money which
wasn't mine and we ran away.

It all happened
as if in a dream.

The first sense of reality...

was when I found myself in the
jungle at night with Irene by my side.

We had no choice other than
to resign ourselves to living here.

Away from malice and hatred.

Yáscara was born...

I was happy with Irene.

Until I found out she was cheating on me
with a man to whom I saved his life before.

A pilot from an oil
company who crashed there.

When I found out about it,

Irene behaved her usual self.

I couldn't take it anymore,
and I killed her.

What happened to the pilot?

He didn't get very far.

Máximo took care of him.

I devoted myself entirely
to Yáscara ever since then.

And then I became notorious in
the region under El Juareño moniker

by fighting against the abuses
of the chieftainship system.

Of which I had
been a victim too.

Look!
They're heading to El Paraíso.

Tell the boss about it!

Listen...

We'd better hide in
the shelter on the cliff.

No, Máximo.

I knew that one day
I'd have to face my fate.

- I'll turn myself in.
- Order me anything, Mr. Ignacio!

Order me to kill
myself right now,

but don't give up on us.

I appreciate your
loyalty, Máximo.

Please take care of Yáscara.

I know she'll be just as safe
in your hands as she is in mine.

El Juareño is going away so that
Ignacio Santos can come back.

Free from his past and
with his head up high.

What's going on, father?
What are those soldiers here for?

I'll have to leave you for some time.
But don't worry.

This separation
wants no goodbyes.

It's something that...

I'll come back soon.

I expected to find
you in worse shape.

But I see you've
been quite alright.

Aren't you mistaking
me for someone else?

You are Federico
Gastón if I'm not mistaken.

From the Ormex chemical
products company. Is that right?

Yes, sir.
How do you know?

Your wife gave us
this photo of yours.

- So how can I help you, lieutenant?
- What?

How can I help you, you say?

I'm here to rescue you.

Five patrols have been looking for
you in the jungle for the last ten days.

You were presumed dead.

But when only your guide's
dead body appeared down the river,

hopes were rekindled and
an intense search started.

Ten days.

I've lost track of time.

When did you arrive here?

I couldn't say.

They looked after me here.

I arrived unconscious.

I don't know how.

Your wife will be very happy to see you.
She's in Papantla.

Patricia...

In Papantla...

I barely had time
to think of her.

I've only had time to
take care of myself.

Not thinking of anyone else.

Are you ready to
leave right away?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I need to pull myself together.

I'm suffering from
some kind of...

...self abandonment,

...indifference.

As if I was a
different person now.

I'll appreciate if you
can wait for a bit.

Please.

Yáscara!

Don't look at me with pity.

Yáscara, you need to understand.

I'm suffering as
much as you are.

I love you with all my heart.

Yours are words in the wind.

I know what you're going to say.

You're leaving.

There's no other
way out of this.

The will of God is
beyond our control.

God has decided that I need
to come back to fulfill my duty.

And sacrifice my love for you.

When they forced you
to leave, I killed the horses.

If someone would take you away,
I'd find you no matter what.

No river, ravine or
man could stop me.

I'd go alone.

And my eyes would be able to
even see in the dark to find you.

I could tell your voice from
all the sounds of the jungle.

And as a tiger can
smell the blood of a deer,

I would follow your
scent to find you.

But nobody's taking
you away, Federico.

It's you who's leaving.

You don't understand, Yáscara.

It's not only me.

I belong to a society which
controls my own freedom.

I do understand.

Your old woman
is waiting for you.

But she wouldn't
come looking for you.

She told others to do it.

No...

It's not only her who's
forcing me to leave.

There are many things that you
wouldn't understand because you are free.

And you don't know how
heavy some words can be.

Like "duty",
"matrimony", "religion"...

Your notions of life are different,
and they won't let you see mine.

Yáscara...

I love you like I never
loved anyone before.

I suffer as much or more
than you, believe me.

But I must go.

No, please don't leave me.

Ever since that day...

right here...
your kisses thrilled me...

...very deep inside.

But if you'd kiss me now,

I guess the thrill
wouldn't get past my lips.

Federico don't go!

Please stay and
I'll do whatever you like.

If you like your old woman,

then tell me what is she like,
and I'll be like her.

Tell those men
that I saved your life.

That you're mine!

Your old woman can
have another man.

And I only have you.

Don't torment me and
stop tormenting yourself.

I adore you, Yáscara,
but I must go.

Goodbye, Ignacio.

Goodbye...

...stranger.

Let's go, lieutenant.

Yáscara...

Let him go.

But if he really loves you,
he'll come back.

Let him get back to his world.

Let him live the atmosphere
he's always lived in again.

If he discovers that
all of that is a lie,

rest assured that he
will come back to you.

And that will be
true love indeed.

THE END

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