- He's athletic.
- Do not be afraid.
- It's like I saw the goldfish.
- What is this story ?
- I will explain it to you.
- We show ourselves ? - I love sport.
- Shuush
Stand up, sporty!
- Shuush...
- Little one, can we help you get them out of there?
- No, thanks, yuo're not needed.
- We want to help this man.
- Give him a caramel. - They are mine.
- Give him a caramel. Come on.
- I do not like sweets.
- Do you want some wine ? - No thanks. I dont drink.
- Oh, well. We will stay here
to help this chivalrous gentleman.
- I wanted to see the goldfish
for Juanito to marry me.
- What ? What are you saying ?
- No need for goldfish. I will marry you.
- You could have said that before.
- I did not think about it.
- You made us very afraid for nothing.
We have to leave now.
Give me your hand.
- Whoah!
Whoah!
- What's the matter ?
- Do not come back up. - Why ?
- There are men, here.
- Do not worry, Pedro.
Tell them to help us when we come back.
- Okay. We were right to stay.
The gentleman said it.
- Come on, follow me.
- If he said it...
- It's up there.
- Little one, let us do it.
Take my hand.
Ah, ah, come on, little one.
Come on, presto.
Oh, how cute she is!
Oh, what a beautiful little girl!
So she is beautiful! - Come on, come with me.
- Come on.
- Thank you.
Thank you. - No, it's us.
- You'll make our fortune. - Why ?
- Are you really Jose Villarosso? - Yes.
- Bravo!
You are our prisoner.
- We get the reward! - Eh yes...
- You have won. You are the strongest.
- Accompany us.
- Tie me with the rope.
- Oh... a big idea.
Yes, yes, the rope. The rope.
- Come this way.
- We'll tie him up.
- Juanito!
- Small one, stay here, come back!
- What are you doing ? Don't do that.
Oh no, no... I...
- And a !
Keep on going.
- Ah! I did not do anything!
No no! Not me! Mom!
- Now there's two!
- Sooner or later, you'll be taken back.
- We should kill ourselves to prevent ourselves from speaking.
- I have to leave, Juanito. - Oh no...
- Yes, but I'll come back to the forest.
Give me your little mirror.
With this, I'll let you know when I get back.
- Come at least to take your things.
- Okay. Go, on the way.
- Are you leaving us ?
Help! - Help!
- You will tell the loggers
to deliver those two men.
- We can do it. - They would thump you.
- Dad...
I wanted to tell you...
With all that, I forgot, and besides, it's important.
There's a guy called Jef.
He lives at Teodore's and works with the loggers.
I would like you to see him. - Why ?
- Because Pedro and I, well we find him weird.
- You find all the weirdness.
- We are looking for the man with the scar.
If we were sure it was not him...
If you come back to the forest tomorrow,
you could see him.
If we found a way for you to stay...
- Be brave. You know I have to leave
for some time.
- I'll ask the golden fish
May the whole world love you as I love you.
- You will hug Teodore for me.
Watch over them, you.
Do not cry. Men never cry.
Goodbye Pedro. - Goodbye.
- Men never cry, Juanito.
- Let's go on and tell them.
You must tell everything to your father.
- But not too much. - Okay.
- Your father was right to leave.
Those poachers will talk to the police.
- They must be delivered. - They are tied up.
- I will send two men.
Jef, Miguel, come here.
- No, not Jef. - Why ?
- We do not like him.
- They're no problem.
- Yes, exactly that.
- I trust Jef and Miguel.
Listen to me. The kids will take you somewhere.
They will explain what it's about.
You will not repeat
anything you see or hear.
- Okay.
- Accompany them.
Be quick.
- They are there. - There they are.
- Speak of the Devil. Look who's here.
- It's Jef. And you did not trust me.
- Jef! - Come on, Jef.
- You're looking clever.
We should let you grill in the sun.
- Finally, you're here.
- Hey, it's Uncle Teodore.
- I'v finally found you.
Where were you ?
I thought you were looking for goldfish.
- Yes, that's what I did.
- Dad's gone. These poachers have recognised him.
- Beware of those poachers.
They're good for nothings.
- Do not get angry, Grandpa.
- Do not have anything to do with them.
- Go fishing for it.
Go play with the kids. - Have fun.
- Do you hear, Jef ? They are rogues.
I have warned you.
- Teodore, we must talk to you.
- Do not leave them.
- We can trust Jef. Do not worry.
No nonsense now. Come.
And good fishing, grandfather.
- Come on. We're going.
- Poly!
Poly!
- Leave him be, Nina.
He wants to see what they do. - He can not tell us.
- That's enough.
I will not leave you with those men.
Miguel and Jef can take care of it.
And do not worry about adult business.
- Jef might be the man with the scar...
- You are crazy ?
Jef's parents are my friends.
I knew him when he was a baby.
Do not stand up against Jef. Understand ?
- What happened ?
- Jose Villarosso was captured, but he left.
- I suspected that.
You let him go.
- We tied him up and...
- Do I need to be clearer ?
- I do not understand.
- My poor Miguel...
Your friend Teodore is an accomplice of an assassin.
- Teodore can not be against Jose.
It is impossible for him.
- But us, huh ?
Why would we defend him ? - Why ?
- I'm honest. - Very honest.
- I do not want to protect an assassin.
- No, no, an assassin, no.
No no no...
- While waiting for the Villarosso reward,
you have something else ?
- Since you left, things are bad.
We hired Miguel for a bit of smuggling.
- Hey, you did not tell me
that you were doing such bad things.
- So what do you want to do while we wait for Jose ?
- Huh?
That depends.
I may have an idea.
Yes...
I have to see the border.
- Ah, a great idea... - You say you have an idea huh ?
- The border is over there.
Impressive, always the same genious.
Eh yes...
- This time, I need to go one better. Come.
- You have to go to work.
- We have time. You act like a slave.
- He has lots of ideas. He's great.
- You did not know that ? - Your head is empty.
- Shut up. - Give me a drink.
- Then give me a caramel.
- Come here !
- You took the whole bag.
- This jerk annoys me.
- Leave him. What can you do ?
- I do not care. - Me neither!
- We go at night,
above and below
through the ravine, as you said.
If there is much stuff, we can do a relay.
- What are you carrying ? - Alcohol and cigarettes.
- Shabby.
- Lary, give me your hand.
- Jef, tell us what you think.
- Not at the moment.
But your method is worthless.
- You mean... - We need to find
another passage way.
Look.
- Ah, Poly.
You are late. The baker is not going to have any more cakes.
- Oh, I'll be...
Customs officers know him. They are used to him.
- Passport.
- You said your brother works in a fabric factory.
And that he is working on research. - Why ?
- This horse gives me an idea.
- Jef! Jef!
- Do not annoy them. They do not like us.
Come back, come back. - He'll get caught.
He's crazy.
- No, he is not risking anything.
He is not known. We work in his place.
- I like Jef. He is a good boss.
We always win with him.
- Does the pony often cross the border ?
- Yes. He goes to the bakery, half km from here, and he comes back.
He usually goes very early in the morning.
- He's a character, this pony.
You smoke ? - No.
- Not while on duty.
- He's back.
- Do you always let him go ? - Naturally.
- He's funny. - He's a welcome distraction.
We have few. - I understand you.
Have a good day.
- Goodbye.
- Come, come, my little Poly.
Do not be afraid of me, Poly.
I will not hurt you. You are a good horse.
- Do you do dressage ? A circus act ?
- Exactly.
This pony is gold for those who will enjoy it.
Time to listen, you guys.