:19:24
I wrote more than 50 letters
for her.
:19:28
Usually real ones...
:19:29
...to the right address in Santa Fe.
:19:33
Those two bastard sons.
:19:37
Good looking boys, I remember.
:19:40
But no use to us here,
and they disappeared over there.
:19:46
If you were my mother...
:19:49
...I would drown you in your own water.
:19:51
Should I open up her eyes?
:19:54
Don't exploit the poor sod.
She doesn't have enough air...
:19:57
...to breathe
:19:59
She? She could live like a queen...
:20:02
...waited upon hand and foot.
:20:07
At her son's home,
If that is what she wants.
:20:12
But she doesn't want it.
:20:14
Does she have another son?
:20:18
Him over there.
:20:21
There is no grass
for his herd...
:20:24
...but he's coming this way
with his cows...
:20:28
...because his mother is waving
goodbye to the emigrants.
:20:32
He's follows her everywhere.