A Bullet for the General (Quién sabe?)

Take aim!

We're dying for our country and our freedom!

- Long live Mexico! - Fire!

Kill me, kill me, you bastard!

Kill me!

A BULLET FOR THE GENERAL

- Hey, there's a line. - Go to the end of the line!

Where do you think you're going?

- Where are you going? - As far as the train goes.

- As far as Durango. - Okay. To Durango, then.

Señor.

Are you from the United States?

Señor.

- Do you like Mexico? - No, I don't.

- Look, there's a man on the tracks! - Look!

Stop! Stop!

Driver!

Can't you see there's a man there? Stop, by God!

Lieutenant! Call the lieutenant.

Where's the lieutenant?

- Why did we stop? - I don't know.

Driver!

- What are we waiting for? - There's a man on the tracks.

A man? Who is it?

He's tied to the tracks...

with chains.

He looks like an officer.

- Is he alive? - Yes, he's alive.

Sergeant, tell the men on the flatcars to be on the alert!

You soldiers up on the engine, get down!

Go unchain him!

He has a captain's uniform!

What's going on?

Help!

- Where's Rosalba? - Mama! I'm here!

- My child is with you! - Yes, over here!

Lieutenant, why aren't we moving?

We have no cover up here.

Driver, get as close as you can,

but don't run him over.

Yes, Lieutenant.

It's impossible. It's impossible.

- Sergeant, send two men down. - Yes, sir.

Giamo, Gomez, hop to it!

They're shooting from the other side as well!

You guys go to the other side! Shoot toward the mountain!

Fire!

Here I am!

We're going to have a party!

They're going to kill us! Let's move!

Paulito, take cover!

Let's go! Driver!

That's it! I'm not staying here.

García, stop!

Are you crazy? Come back, García!

Lieutenant, we have to get out of here!

Tell the driver to move, or they'll kill us all!

Captain, I'm Lieutenant Alvaro Ferreira!

I belong to the 7th Rurales Regiment.

I await your orders. I don't know what to do.

I'm Captain Enrique Sanchez Campoy

of the 2nd Cavalry Regiment.

I'm sorry to be the cause of these complications, Lieutenant.

Give me my orders!

Decide what I should do!

You decide, Lieutenant.

I can't.

- What? - I can't!

Sergeant!

Answer me, by God!

The sergeant is dead.

Officer, can you hear me?

If you leave us your weapons, I'll let you go home.

I'll let you go back to your wife.

Officer!

You're busting my balls!

And when my balls get busted, things get ugly.

I'm going to find a safer place. I'm leaving!

No! They'll get you!

Come back!

What the devil can we do?

Are they revolutionaries?

They're damned rebels. Sons of bitches!

- What do they want? - Our hides.

No way they'll let us live.

Captain, I await your orders!

Don't ask me.

What kind of an officer are you?

You're nothing but a coward!

Take responsibility for your actions.

I know I'm responsible for my men, but I can't kill you!

One man is worth less than sixty.

All right, then.

Bastards! God damn them all.

Muchachos, leave the officer to me!

Driver!

Achilos, stop the train!

Hurry!

¡Vamos! To the train!

¡Àndale!

Let's go, Achilos.

Adelita!

The horses! ¡Vamos!

Let's go, muchachos!

¡Adelante!

What's he doing? Hey, you can't go there!

They killed Matías!

Bastards!

Over there! The train's stopping!

Let's go!

We're with God and the people.

We fight for God and the people.

We're your brothers!

Have no fear!

Niño, did you stop the train?

Yes.

- You killed the driver and the soldier? - Yes, I found a gun.

With handcuffs?

How did you do that? Tell me how you shot them with cuffs on.

Like this.

Easy, niño, easy.

So tell me, why did you do it?

They were taking me to the border.

- To El Paso? - Yes.

Why?

- There's a bounty on my head. - Oh, yeah?

How much are you worth? How much money?

Not as much as a train.

I get it.

You've already paid me by giving me the train.

All right, niño, I'm in a hurry.

Hands in the air.

Hands in the air! Get 'em up!

Niño, we're even now. Go back to your mother.

Muchachos, leave the civilians alone!

Just take the weapons!

And all the ammunition you can find!

¡Viva México!

- Is there a machine gun? - No, only rifles.

Where do these bastards keep the machine guns?

- Vicente, any machine guns? - Nothing!

...in peace. Amen.

And you?

Who are you?

A priest living with those thieves?

Christ died between two thieves.

God is with the poor and the oppressed.

If you're a good priest, you should know that.

Don't touch him! Respect the dead!

- Get out of here. - I said leave him alone!

Hold it right there, you bastard.

He killed me! He killed me!

They're going to kill us!

They killed them!

Achilos, the mules.

Load the munitions on their backs.

They're going to kill us all!

Quickly, muchachos!

Let's go.

- Who's that? - The gringo who stopped the train.

Nice.

Look. Do you want it?

Do you want it? I got it for you.

- Where are you going, niño? - I'm coming with you.

Hear that, boys?

This niño wants to come with us.

- Why? - I don't want to be hanged.

I understand.

- If they catch me, I'm done for. - Oh, yeah?

I stopped the train.

Besides, you need men. You lost several today.

One. Matías, poor guy. He's gone forever.

Guapo, what do you think of this kid?

If he's brave...

- If he's brave, why not? - Okay.

He stopped the train. He killed the driver and a soldier.

Two shots, two kills.

Good.

- Picaro? - All right, but let's get going.

- Pepito? - He's a gringo. I don't like him.

That's why? Because he's a gringo?

No, because I don't like him.

He's in love. He doesn't count.

- Santo? - If he helped us, we should help him.

Okay.

But tell him if he's with us,

he's with the revolution.

Got it, niño? Do you like the revolution?

Wasn't it the revolution that shot off my handcuffs?

That's true.

It's me. I'm the revolution.

Muchachos, we've found a new comrade!

Let's celebrate!

Oh, Mother of God!

The horse is killing me.

I can't take it anymore.

Buck up, Emilino.

We can't stop. Be brave.

- I can't. - Hang in there!

Hey, Chuncho!