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And the soldier who shot my father?
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What was his name?
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- What does it matter?
- Your father died like a man.
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The names are not important.
:42:12
How was he called?
:42:15
Mapache.
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That is name enough.
:42:20
In Mexico...
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...these are the years of sadness.
:42:25
But if we had...
:42:27
...rifles like these...
:42:28
And Teresa? Did they molest her?
:42:35
She went with them
because she wished to.
:42:39
She became the woman of Mapache...
:42:40
...and the others.
She went with them, laughing.
:42:44
Drunk with wine and love.
:42:48
To him, Teresa was a goddess,
to be worshipped from afar.
:42:53
I tell you, she was a mango...
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...ripe and waiting.
:42:57
Angel dreams of love
and Mapache eats the mango.
:43:03
That's a good trick.
:43:17
Now that I find hard to believe.
:43:21
Not so hard.
:43:24
We all dream of being a child again.
:43:27
Even the worst of us.
:43:32
Perhaps the worst most of all.
:43:36
You know what we are, then?
:43:38
Yes, just so, the both of you!
:43:42
And you!
:43:49
Where is Mapache?
:43:59
All right, Pike? All right?