:12:00
Thank God you're here, son.
:12:04
Juan, go do your chores.
:12:08
You too, Felipe.
:12:10
Albina... go look
for Chuchito.
:12:15
Leave me alone with Oliverio.
:12:17
Yes, Mrs. Ester.
:12:18
l'm sorry, son. l interrupted...
:12:21
...your wedding night.
But l'm not feeling well.
:12:26
Don't say that,
you've been worse.
:12:29
You know l won't make it.
:12:33
Come closer.
:12:36
l know only you are fond of Chuchito. ..
:12:39
...and you won't let
those thugs hurt him.
:12:43
l want the house in Portales...
:12:46
...to be his.
:12:48
He must go to school in the city.
:12:50
- Be somebody.
- Yes, mother.
:12:53
Do it in memory of your sister...
:12:56
...who died giving birth to him.
:12:58
l'll do it for you and for Chucho.
:13:00
l love him as if he were my son.
:13:03
But you should put it in writing.
:13:06
My siblings won't respect words.
:13:09
Go fetch the delegate
to dictate my will.
:13:14
l'm on it, mother.
:13:20
Chuchito.
:13:26
- Where are you going?
- l'll be right back.
:13:44
What will it be, Mr. Esteban?
:13:47
l don't mean to snub you, but...
:13:50
...a delegate shouldn't
drink too much.
:13:53
One for the road. Come on.
:13:55
To drown our woes.
:13:57
A mother cannot be replaced.