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[Music plays - "Estranha Forma de Vida" by Caetano Veloso]
[In Portuguese] ♪ It was by God's will
♪ That I live in this anxiety
♪ That all woes are mine
♪ That all longing is mine
♪ It was by God's will
♪ What a strange way
♪ Of life ♪
- Did you like the coffin? - [Music continues in the background]
I don't like coffins.
Made of the best oak,
like you asked.
I noticed.
[Song resumes] ♪ Who would give it The power
♪ What a strange way of life
♪ Independent heart
♪ Heart that I don't command
♪ You live lost among us
♪ Stubbornly bleeding
♪ Independent heart
♪ I won't follow you anymore
♪ Stop beating if you don't know Where you're going ♪
[Horse snorts]
I saw him coming out of her house.
What did you see?
He mounted his horse and disappeared. He was drunk.
How could you even be sure it was him? That alley's very dark.
He was limping.
He's not the only man in town who limps.
He is the only lefty I know of.
He was limping on his left leg.
- Have you told anyone? - [Music fades]
Everyone is already thinking it, sheriff.
Just keep your mouth shut.
Okay.
[Horses neigh in the background]
[He sighs]
Mr Silva in person!
How are you, Jake?
I'm good.
What brings you to town?
Oh, my back is killing me and I hear you have a good doctor in town.
But you look well.
No, it's you...
who look impressive...
dressed as a Sheriff!
I'm not just dressed as one.
I am one.
Well, it suits you.
- I was hungry. - [Jake] Mm-hmm.
You made this?
Yes.
I didn't know you could cook.
There's a great many things you don't know about me, Silva.
Of course.
25 years is a very long time.
To our reunion.
To whatever you like.
[Glasses clink]
Every time I drink wine,
I remember when we were in Mexico
and we went down into the cellar with some whores.
We were very young and very crazy.
What a bunch of misfits!
The worst from every county.
You know...
I think we're the only ones who've survived.
Let's drink to that!
Don't look at me like that.
How do you want me to look at you?
How long did that madness last?
Two months.
And it wasn't madness.
When I drink,
I remember every single one of those sixty days...
I think you drink too much.
I myself have... given it up.
Of course, now I'm contradicting myself.
To your contradictions then.
[Silva sighs]
[Insects chirp]
[Delicate, melancholic violin music]
[Music continues]
[Horses neigh]
[Bells ring in the distance]
Jake?
[Wooden drawer slides]
Jake?
[Music concludes]
I think you lied to me, Silva.
Were you hiding in the bathtub?
I wasn't hiding.
You could use a bath yourself.
Are you inviting me to take a bath together?
No.
Don't!
I know how to dry myself.
You should get dressed.
Where did I put my underpants?
Take a pair of mine.
They're in the drawer on the right.
And you did lie to me, Silva.
You don't have a bad back.
What do you mean?
And you don't need a doctor.
I wanted to have a couple of drinks with you again,
while I can still move.
And... believe it or not,
working with horses destroys your back.
No one would ever know.
Nothing hurts this morning.
You cured all my ailments.
I haven't felt this good in such a long time.
What are you doing today?
We could go to Hot Mountain river.
I've got work today.
Work can wait.
It's not every day someone crosses the desert to come see you.
We've celebrated enough. I've got things to do.
Can I help?
Maybe...
No.
Three days ago
a woman was found killed in town.
I've got to find the man who did it and bring him to justice.
Can't you find someone else to do it for you? You are the Sheriff...
It's a question of honour.
The woman killed is my brother's wife.
And I'm the law around here, remember?
Ours is a strange fate.
What does that mean?
Your brother's wife had to die for us to find each other in the same bed again.
- Last night... - Last night we drank too much.
We drank because we were happy to be together.
That's not gonna spare your son from paying for what he did!
He didn't do it!
They were lovers, he mistreated her.
He must have told you he came here from time to time?
No, I would've asked him about you.
Jake, don't walk away, I'm talking to you.
When my brother died
I promised him that I would look after her.
She wasn't an easy woman, but I made a promise.
Before then, on my father's deathbed,
I promised him I'd look after my little brother.
I can't fail any of them.
I heard you had an affair with her.
That was a long time ago.
Was your brother still alive?
It doesn't matter.
What matters...
is someone saw a man with a limp on his left leg
leaving her place the night she was killed.
Now, if your son didn't have a limp he'd have nothing to worry about.
I understand you've crossed the desert to intervene on his behalf.
Anyone could have pretended to have a limp to frame him.
Why have you come here, Silva?
I came because I wanted to see you.
I've been wanting to see you for a long time...
Bullshit!
You could have come much sooner.
I thought about it, believe me.
But I didn't know what kind of welcome I would get from you.
I got the feeling that you put distance between us on purpose.
After working together as hired guns,
I proposed to set up a ranch, the two of us, but you didn't want to!
I left to be with my father, who was sick!
I decided to be a good son for once.
You don't have to be an avenging judge to be a good son.
I wanted to be on the right side of the law. I was sick of being a hired gun.
Besides I'm not cut out to be a rancher.
You were the best gunman.
Well, that hasn't changed.
There was one day you missed...
What are you talking about?
Nothing.
No matter how good you are with a gun,
there will come a day where you miss the shot.
It happens to all of us.
- You don't remember? - [Whispering, sombre hum]
I don't know what you're talking about.
I will say you've done very well on this side of the law.
You're the most respected sheriff in the county.
You've done well for yourself. The split's been good for both of us.
But I knew that one day I would cross the desert to come and see you again.
Don't go down that path, Silva.
I miss those two months in Mexico. Don't you?
That was a long time ago.
My life is here now and yours is on the other side of the desert.
I like that you've kept my red scarf.
If not to save your boy,
why have you come here precisely now?
I wanted to see you,
- I've told you... - I don't believe you!
You had 25 years for that.
I spent the last hours showing you how much I wanted to see you.
[Low, sombre drums]
Did you love your sister-in-law more than you loved me?
I promised my brother, I told you!
Just stop talking like that!
We are alone.
You made a mistake 25 years ago,
thinking we could start a business together.
And you're making a mistake right now.
Just finish getting dressed and go on your way!
My way is yours...
I'm starting to worry you might be right about that.
Why are you so sure it was my son?
People saw them together.
They had a violent relationship.
[Whispering, sombre hum joins]
Silva, your son is dangerous.
I told him...
I told him to never set foot here, in Bitter Creek, again
and you see... you see how much he listened to me.
I'll make him to go to Mexico or any place where he won't bother you or me.
- It's a big world out there. - [Delicate double bass joins]
I'm gonna bring him into trial,
if he's found innocent, I will make sure nothing happens to him.
But you don't need to be the one looking for him! Just...
Give me a truce.
A truce!
What are you talking about?
[Tense, tinkling chimes join]
You have no heart, Jake.
You never did.
You just like to fuck, huh?
You never loved me, you've never loved anyone in your life!
Don't say that!
You gonna shoot me?
Enough, Silva!
You gonna to kill me while I'm half undressed?
How will you explain that?
A dead man in your bed still smelling of cum!
Get the fuck out of my house.
[Music continues]
[Delicate wind instrument joins]
[Door opens, closes]
[Music continues]
Morning.
[Deputy] Good morning Sheriff
[Music builds]
Lock this up.
You're in charge of the office till I get back.
When are you gonna be back?
I don't know.
[Music continues]
[Music subsides]
[Horse neighs]
[Music builds]
[Insects chirp; Music continues]
[Muffled, echoed resonance; Music fades]
[With a Spanish accent] There is plenty of wine!
- But how do we drink it, Silva? - Leave it to us... ¿Sí?
[Jake] Let's do some target shooting, Silva.
Let's see if you can hit the wineskin.
Let's do it.
Ladies, please, step aside.
Okay.
Let's see.
[Joyful, suspense music]
Are you ready?
Always.
One... Two...
[They yell, cheerfully]
[Music subsides]
[Silva and Jake moan]
[In Spanish] I can't drink anymore.
Look at them!
[Woman] They are so much worse than us.
Let's go. We have nothing to do here.
Let's grab some fresh air.
It's now the party really begins!
[Insects chirp]
[Sweet violin music]
[Music builds]
[Music fades; Insects chirp]
[Whispering, sombre hum]
[Horse neighs]
[Silva] Joe!
Joe?
Come on, get dressed and leave.
- What's wrong? - [Silva] Get dressed!
[Wooden drawer opens]
Jake has been on my tail since I left Bitter Creek.
- Couldn't you convince him? - No!
And you take a horse...
and you get as far away as you can.
Even though no matter where you are, Jake will find you.
She was a whore, Father.
Sooner or later, she'd have end up like that.
[Wooden drawer slides, loudly]
You were two of a kind!
Now get out of here before I hang you myself.
Okay.
[Sombre hum continues]
[Horse snorts]
Go to Aguadulce.
Old Raúl has a smithy and he will let you in.
This should be enough to buy his silence.
- This is not enough for even a month! - Then you will have to work.
Raúl will find you something to do.
[Silva speaks indistinctively in the background]
[Music builds]
Where are you going?
To get my fucking horse! I've to saddle him up!
There's no time for that! Take mine.
And don't even think about crossing the border back here again.
Oh, don't you worry.
I wasn't planning on rotting on this godforsaken ranch!
You're not going anywhere, Joe.
Put the gun down! Put it down!
Right now.
Put it down, Joe!
[Music halts; Sombre drums]
Don't turn your back on me... Silva!
I'm only here for your son!
[Horse neighs]
[Music intensifies]
[They grunt]
Enough, Joe!
What are you doing?!
Enough!
Holster your gun, Jake.
No! Stop!
Joe, stop!
[Music subsides]
Don't move...
or I swear I will kill you!
Put that gun down, Joe.
No shit, Jake!
Now get on the horse and get the fuck out of here!
[Music builds]
- [Muffled neigh] - [Music fades]
[Muffled thud]
[Loud neigh]
[Windmill creaks]
[Jake breathes heavily]
[Jake grunts]
It was a clean shot, straight through the waist.
Okay, okay...
You're going to be alright.
Rot in hell, you son of a bitch!
[Silva] Keep pressure on it!
[Sombre, suspense music]
[Insects chirp]
[Music fades]
So you think you got it all figured out.
These things cannot be calculated, Jake.
It is destiny and we cannot run away from it.
What destiny?
Ours.
And since you decided to follow me and look for my son,
the three of us were doomed to meet,
- each of us armed. - Bullshit!
You shot me and now you're... trying to kidnap me!
I just wanted to save my son.
And I am sorry I had to shoot you.
And now... you think you've got me in your hands.
Don't strain yourself.
Don't talk.
As soon as I can ride, I'll leave here
and I'll charge you with attempted murder.
No one will understand why I missed the shot,
let alone why I treated your wound afterward.
Rest.
There's plenty of time to talk.
The only reason I would open my mouth
is to spit in your face.
You hate me as much as you want, Jake,
but it won't help your wound to heal any faster.
[Birdsong]
Years ago you asked me...
what two men could do
living together on a ranch.
I'll answer you now.
They can look after one another,
[Sweet, string music]
protect each other,
they can keep each other company.
[Music intensifies]
[Ethereal chorus joins]
[Music continues]
[Music concludes]