What the hell has that got to do with us?
If a bare-ass comes too close, I'll put a bullet right between his eyes.
But this God doesn't come with canons.
He comes with the voice of Caruso.
Your loyal crew has deserted you.
Why didn't you go with them?
Because I want this whole damned ship to turn back.
Don't mess with me. I'll do what I like around here.
Just keep the engine running.
Those bastards!
Suddenly they were all there with their rifles.
I told you all along they were no good. They'll never make it out of here.
There's only three of us left. You, me and Cholo.
What, him?
Now we really need some Italian opera.
That's the end of it. The dream is over.
Can you turn here?
A bit narrow, but it'll work.
It won't work.
Did you say something?
Turn around.
Do you see what I see?
Just what we needed.
There's just one way to go... straight ahead.
You better pull ashore.
Go down to the engine room, very casually.
They're armed... with bows and arrows.
But they're keeping their distance. Ever seen this before?
No, never.
Damn it, now they are blocking the way.
Are they still there?
Even more of them now. Maybe a hundred canoes.
Give me a shout when the fun begins.
I wanna brighten up my last hour with a little fireworks.
Brethren, what time is it, anyway?
Over here, bare-asses, I'll pour you a beer.
Hurry up, I'll buy you a drink.
Where did you come from?
I just had a nap. Have the others quit?
I figured they would. Cowards, degenerados! Imbéciles!
Shut up!
What do they say?
They're talking about our ship...
...the "white vessel" from which they expect the promised salvation.
They say there's a curse weighing on the entire land.
They know that we are not gods, but the ship has really impressed them.
But why do they play the flute? What is happening?
My friends, I think we will continue.
See the red cliff on the right hand side?
Yes, I see it.
That must be it.
Good. We can't go much further, or we'll run onto a sandbank.
That slope may look insignificant...
Come on, follow me!
Now he's showing his cards.
This is it.
This is what we were looking for.
Here? This?
Do we have to climb a tree for you dimwits to understand?
We'll build a nice platform for the gentlemen. Up there.
I can hardly believe it.
There. There's the Ucayali.
All the river above the Pongo das Mortes belongs to us.
I know, I know. We'll make a railway tunnel.
No.
And the bare-asses are going to help us.
How the hell are we going to do that?
Just like the cow jumped over the moon.
I like this.
Count me in.
What is it?
I still don't understand what you've got in mind.
Come in. I'll show you.
This...
Here is lquitos.
This...
And here...
So, first we went up the Amazon...
...and then up the Pachitea.
We are here right now...
...and we'll drag the ship over this mountain.
From here to here we'll operate the ship...
...to collect rubber from thousands of workers.
Why didn't we move up the Ucayali?
Because of the Pongo das Mortes.
Nobody will ever make it through those rapids.
Yes, but how do you get the rubber to lquitos? We need another ship.
We'll carry it back over the mountain and build a settlement there.
Soon we'll be so rich we'll have all the ships we need to take it to lquitos.
- I've explained our project to the Chief. - What's his answer?
He just says yes.
More to the left.
A little more.
Not a bad start, was it?
There are even children here. It's a good sign.
What do you think, Paul...
...will the Indians stick with us?
You can't tell what they really think.
But how the hell are we gonna get that ship over the hill?
If nothing else works, then we'll make a tunnel.
I could even do it alone...
But I would need ten miles of rope and it would take me ten weeks...
...to pull the ship ten inches.
Unfortunately, we haven't got that much time.
We have seven more months before the option runs out.
We have a winch and the strength of hundreds of Indians.
We are going to drag this ship over the mountain.
Who are your little friends?
McNamara, he's my footman.
And this is el comandante.
Here's to you, McNamara.
This is much steeper than we thought.
Now, with the trees cut down...
We have to level the ground, build a ramp.
And up there we'll have to make a cut through to the top.
That could take months.
Dynamite!
I hope we have enough dynamite.
Careful, that'll frighten the bare-asses.
We have no choice.
Take cover! Get back!
Watch out! Danger!
Hold it, hold it! Where are you going?
Those logs up there. Huerequeque, come here.
How can this trunk withstand the pull of hundreds of tons?
It will. See how deep we have anchored it in the ground.
As tough as iron.
If we had known that you planned...
...to move the boat on railway tracks...
...I could have told you to leave the tracks right there...
Sorry I can't help you.
Shouldn't we tell him that it melts away to nothing?
Doesn't work. There's no word for ice in their language.
Come on, get out of there!
Give it a go!
It's moving.
- It's moving! - It's moving!
Watch out!
They've been staring at the river for two days and two nights now.
I'm sure it's because of the terrible accident.
I can't get anything out of them.
And?
They're gone.
All of them? They've really disappeared?
I had this strange feeling, so I went outside.
Not a soul, nothing. They've all disappeared.
That can mean anything.
It could mean that they'll attack us.
But the boy is still here. My footman, McNamara.
For that he'll be made Chief one day.
They're back as if they'd never been gone.
Don't ask me for an explanation.
I can't believe this crazy thing Huerequeque has thought up.
Amigos, the engine is running. Now that's what I call brainwork.
All you do is drink!
We could start up the engine and drive the anchor winch off of it.
That way the ship will pull itself up the mountain under it's own steam.
Now, what do you say to that?
You ain't no peasant!
- But we forgot something. - What?
Enrico! Enrico Caruso!
Why are they doing all this?
Why are they working like dogs for us?
Why?
Why? Why?
- Why? - No, I don't know either
They're planning something, I bet.
You must drink it.
Go on, drink!
My God, time is flying and we are getting nowhere.
Something's up.
And they are painted black.
But most of the men have hidden in the woods and have armed themselves.
What does that mean?
As far as I know, the paint is supposed to make them invisible.
They only do that when they go hunting or when they go to war.
Let's return to the ship, load our rifles.
We wouldn't stand a chance.
It seems to me that they are planning something.
And I fear that we four will soon end up as shrunken heads.
I think we're safe for the moment.
How do you know?
There is a sign.
Look...
What has happened?
The Pongo! We're drifting into the Pongo! Cholo!
I must stop the ship!
Start the fire! We're drifting into the Pongo!
The valves first!
For God's sake, my ship!
Damn it.
Do you know what he says?
He says they untied the boat last night.
They knew all along the divine vessel was only dragged over the mountain...
...so that it could drift through the rapids.
It had to be done to soothe the evil spirits of the rapids.
I must stop my ship.
First of all, have a drink.
Running the Pongo das Mortes with a steamship...
...is a record that will never be repeated.
Here, have a drink.
Wonderful, gentlemen. Quite spectacular.
Here's to the reconciliation of the evil spirits of the Pongo.
I'll tell you a story.
At the time when North America was hardly explored...
...one of those early French trappers went westward from Montreal...
...and he was the first white man to set eyes on Niagara Falls.
When he returned, he told of waterfalls that were more vast and immense...
...than people had ever dreamed of.
But no one believed him.
They asked him, "What's your proof?"
And he answered...
"My proof is...
...that I have seen them."
Sorry.
What will you do next?
I don't know.
I'm asking because I'm interested in buying the boat back.
My business has been expanding lately.
The damage could be repaired in a few days.
Oh, I assure you, I don't mean to exploit your delicate situation.
I just heard, that a European opera ensemble has arrived in Manaus...
...to give a guest performance there.
Perhaps you should go there.
They are performing an opera of this fantastic German composer.
One of the very modern ones.
Federico, Roberto... Ricardo... What's his name, Ricardo...?
Wagner?
Yes, I guess that's the one.
Very Teutonic, his music.
No, no, that's an Italian opera, by Bellini.
Tell me...
...did you mean that about the boat?
Hey, Cholo, Huerequeque, come over here!
Paul, this is the new owner of the Molly Aida.
But we still have the ship for two more weeks.
Paul, listen.
You'll travel to Manaus with all this money.
You'll bring back a tailcoat and the best cigar in the world.
And from the theater I want an armchair with red velvet upholstery.
I have to keep a promise to a pig that loves Caruso so much.
And then...
THE END
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