Jackal of Nahueltoro (El Chacal de Nahueltoro)

Lynch him! Criminal!

Murderer! Criminal!

In Chillán, on September 231960,

Appear before court,

Jorge del Carmen ValenzuelaTorres,

Individualized in the proceedings and

Exhorted to tell the truth, he expounded...

The earliest memories I have are when

I was more or less 6 years old

and my father Carlos Valenzuela Ortiz

used the work the Polibio Fuentes property,

which is in the Quilelto Village,

at the San Carlos Department.

My father worked as a day laborer

and lived in the same farm

in a sort of an adobe hut

in company of my mother,

and my kid brother...

whose name I don't remember 'cause

I used to recall him as El Pidén.

I was around eight years old

when I left home...

walking...

and getting food on the roads.

'Till I arrived to San Fabián...

Resist like a man... Canaquita... In silence

With your permition, Mayor sir.

This is your home, corporal; serve yourself.

All the way, corporal;

down with it.

The little devil is not bad at all...

But you know, I spend

Very little time here my corporal,

And well my aunt is not

in the age to raise,

Don't you think?

It's incredible,

bringing kids to the world

with no responsibility...

What fault does the poor one have?

Someone should look after

these things, man

Another drink, my corporal?

Serve yourself with confidence.

How many Gods are there?

Only one God, No more.

Where is he?

En heaven, on earth and everywhere.

Come on, Campos,

What is it that brings you here, my corporal?

I would like to have a word with you, Mr. Priest.

At your disposition, Campos,

come this way.

And you, be careful to make disturbs, ah?

Silence!

Do you know Jesus?

Would you like to do your Communion. Kid?

Then I went with corporal Ulloa

to San Carlos, to serve him

And look after the pigs.

A gentleman took me by his side

To watch goats and to look fire firewood...

There I was about 8 months.

Then another one took me to the Quebrada Oscura

by the cordillera,

I stayed there about a year...

But then I found a guy named Lucho,

Which paid more and gave me more guaranties,

I took off with him to Caman...

There I was about a year and a half

And then I left with another landlord

Who paid me 1.500 pesos a month

and gave me some goats once in while...

This landlord demand a lot of me,

he sent to look for firewood in the rain

And without a blanket and didn't let me warm up myself,

so I left... and walking...

Since early today the people had gathered here,

at the Nahueltoro bridge,

Waiting for the judge,

the police, and the investigation authorities,

who, with the convicted criminal Jorge Valenzuela,

Better known as the Jackal of Nahueltoro,

Will proceed to the reconstruction

of the horrible events

Which have shaken the citizens and

left a balance

Of six innocent victims

Murderer!

Criminal!

After working in several properties,

I got to my mothers house,

two or three years ago,

I found that I had two brothers,

children of her and

My father's brother,

Juan Miguel Valenzuela Henriquez,

One girl Norma...

and one boy called Juan...

I stayed there about a month

at my mother's house and

I've stolen nothing from her

only I took some of my sister skirts...

I was working in different properties...

then I arrived to Ralbunco...

Then I was caught up in jail.

Then I was caught up in jail,

meet MarÍa Gonzalez

And were several days

stopping by her house...

I had a fight with one of her nephews

Who cut me several times on the hands.

They said that we were locked for a while.

...the MarÍa Gonzalez sister,

threw me out the house

I left in search of work,

Walking 25 days...

Without finding it.

Then I crossed the Ñuble River...

And how much do you want

for all the filthy things?

You'll say.

Where did you steal 'em?

No, not my sister gave them to me...

she lives around...

The shirt is good, no more...

No talk about money. If you want a half jar,

good. If not...

Jovina, go look for the baby, kid...

And you... blow that fire.

Haven't you seen the chicks?

Take 'em down there.

Are you looking for something?

Do you need anything?

Can you give me a little bit of water, if you please?

You're not from here?

Take.

Foreigner?

Excuse me?

Have you been long around here?

No, I've justly arrived.

Have you spoken with the boss?

No, not a word.

He must be around the houses.

A lot of work?

Listen, for one that is alone, and on top of 5 children,

I'll give it to anybody...

It was different when the deceased use to live...

Jovina, hush that child!

Time passes and there's so much to do...

Listen, you don't have to bather...

A little bit more?

He appear dead near the stream...

six stabs in the body...

At the stream by the new Camino...

Listen, drunk he was...

And you... go to sleep

before the fire falls upon you.

Now!

Listen, that Oscar wasn't

a bad man at all.

The fire is extinguishing.

Where are you going?

I'm leaving now.

With this cold...

Who sent you?

Holy Mother!

Watch out, leave that there!

How can you?

Who sent you to do this, oh God?

I need the house, he told me...

"You know, lady, I need the house

for a new tenant that works my property".

Isn't it that the deceased served

you and worked for you,

As the good Christian he was?

"Yes, but now he is dead, he told me,

and you know that I need the house...

and if you try to resist,

I'll throw you out by force", he told me,

And I said you'll see.

And hey!

Around four they arrive

and start to throw everything outside,

With no mercy at all.

Have to see the bastards!

And about men, what do you worry about?

Don't you have the bum that came yesterday?...

He said it because of you.

I share your feelings, Rosa.

Thank you, patron.

This is it.

Listen, the place isn't bad.

I was laying;

it was around 5 in the afternoon.

Rosa had brought me wine

from the maimed...

3 liters.

Did you drink them by yourself?

No, she drank also.