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I can't do anything to make you stay? These people annoy you, isn't that it?
Why are you crying?
I'm afraid.
Don't invent stories; go to bed.
A black bull came.
A black bull!
It's a very big one.
Very, very?
Yes very, very big!
He couldn't get through the door, then?
He came in through the cupboard.
You little liar! Get out of here!
I'll box your ears if you don't show some respect for the dead! You mustn't play under this tree.
Don Jaime loved to watch me skip.
How do you do, Miss Viridiana!
Is anything the matter, Mr. Mayor?
You cannot leave ...
Why not?
There's been an accident.
Where?
Come with me.
They're varicose veins, miss, but some days I can't take care of them.
Are you sure it isn't contagious?
They told me it isn't at the hospital.
They're varicose veins. It isn't leprosy.
I'll take him to the doctor tomorrow. Come on now, sit down and go on eating. And you, look after him as if he were a sick brother. Be understanding. Now finish eating and then go to bed. Everyone in bed by eight o'clock!
How are you today?
Things seem to be getting better.
Hold your arm out. You can't hope to be cured quickly. You heard what the doctor said. If it had been seen to in time ...This'll take time. But with the help of God, we'll pull through.
Are your parents alive?
Parents? Nobody cares a damn, what's the use of them!
Don't say that.
Right, I won't say that, but I still think they're no use.
You'll soon find out, you liar!
Stop this!
He's lying through his ass!
It's for people!
Then let him go and he'll follow you.
And let him get run over by somebody else?
He's good at rabbiting and he knows it. When we're in the country, if he doesn't hunt he doesn't get fed.
How much do you want for him?
I wasn't thinking of selling him, but if you want ... I'll leave it to you.
And remember, the less he eats, the better he runs.
What's he called?
Canelo!
Miss Viridiana ...
Are you Jorge?
Jorge, Don Jaime's son, at your service.
I've been expecting you; I got a letter from the lawyer.
Jorge. You frightened me. What's happening to you?
It's about time we spoke to each other, isn't it?
Well... is it so urgent?
If I wait until tomorrow, it'll be the same as yesterday and the day before and all the other days. When you're not with your poor people, you're praying or you disappear, I never see you.
I don't know anything about these things, Jorge ...
But you have a right to let us know what you think.
I'm not interested. Do what you think's best.
What do you know about me?
I know that you used to work with an architect.
And do you know that my mother and I had to suffer? If my father had bothered himself a little more about us, I'd be an architect now.
I don't understand how you can like being alone so much.
I'm not like you, you have your wife.
What are you doing here? Get out.
Leave him alone.
You won't get much done with those people. Those times are over! You ought to let me kick them out.
Do they worry you that much, then?
They worry me a great deal, and especially because of you.
There's no point in helping some of them when there are so many others.
I know perfectly well how little I can do. What I want to do is give passing beggars a roof, some food, and a bit of human warmth.
Is that all you're going to devote your life to?
I'm not sure yet. I've had a shock recently, and I'm only beginning to get over it. Perhaps I'll go back to the convent one day.
Are they going to work here too?
Don't worry. Nobody's going to disturb you.
Don't forget the meeting with the lawyer. The car will pick you up tomorrow morning.
I'll be ready.
Do you intend to stay here for some time?
Yes. Why?
You can come and live again in the big house if you want. Now that I'm alone, I can settle down anywhere.
And ...your friend?
She's left.
Is she coming back?
No.
Why?
He was very good. Better than some people would think.
Why did he kill himself?
I don't know, sir.
One shouldn't be alone the whole time. I'm not like him, am I?
And this chest?
There are some curtains and drapes, but they're all very old.
I don't know; I can't remember. But I'm sure he loved you.
Why?
You wouldn't be here otherwise.
These chairs are in good condition. With a little varnish and some new covers this one will be quite presentable.
I don't know they've always been there.
That's stupid! Plaster! It can still be used.
Maybe afterwards he'll let me ...
If you free me, you'll be a rich man ...
Me, rich? Come on!
There's plenty of money in this house. Piles of it.
I don't want you to untie me. Kill him and then I'll give you the money.
Where's the dough?

I can't do anything to make you stay? These people annoy you, isn't that it?

Why are you crying?

I'm afraid.

Don't invent stories; go to bed.

A black bull came.

A black bull!

It's a very big one.

Very, very?

Yes very, very big!

He couldn't get through the door, then?

He came in through the cupboard.

You little liar! Get out of here!

I'll box your ears if you don't show some respect for the dead! You mustn't play under this tree.

Don Jaime loved to watch me skip.

How do you do, Miss Viridiana!

Is anything the matter, Mr. Mayor?

You cannot leave ...

Why not?

There's been an accident.

Where?

Come with me.

They're varicose veins, miss, but some days I can't take care of them.

Are you sure it isn't contagious?

They told me it isn't at the hospital.

They're varicose veins. It isn't leprosy.

I'll take him to the doctor tomorrow. Come on now, sit down and go on eating. And you, look after him as if he were a sick brother. Be understanding. Now finish eating and then go to bed. Everyone in bed by eight o'clock!

How are you today?

Things seem to be getting better.

Hold your arm out. You can't hope to be cured quickly. You heard what the doctor said. If it had been seen to in time ...This'll take time. But with the help of God, we'll pull through.

Are your parents alive?

Parents? Nobody cares a damn, what's the use of them!

Don't say that.

Right, I won't say that, but I still think they're no use.

You'll soon find out, you liar!

Stop this!

He's lying through his ass!

It's for people!

Then let him go and he'll follow you.

And let him get run over by somebody else?

He's good at rabbiting and he knows it. When we're in the country, if he doesn't hunt he doesn't get fed.

How much do you want for him?

I wasn't thinking of selling him, but if you want ... I'll leave it to you.

And remember, the less he eats, the better he runs.

What's he called?

Canelo!

Miss Viridiana ...

Are you Jorge?

Jorge, Don Jaime's son, at your service.

I've been expecting you; I got a letter from the lawyer.

Jorge. You frightened me. What's happening to you?

It's about time we spoke to each other, isn't it?

Well... is it so urgent?

If I wait until tomorrow, it'll be the same as yesterday and the day before and all the other days. When you're not with your poor people, you're praying or you disappear, I never see you.

I don't know anything about these things, Jorge ...

But you have a right to let us know what you think.

I'm not interested. Do what you think's best.

What do you know about me?

I know that you used to work with an architect.

And do you know that my mother and I had to suffer? If my father had bothered himself a little more about us, I'd be an architect now.

I don't understand how you can like being alone so much.

I'm not like you, you have your wife.

What are you doing here? Get out.

Leave him alone.

You won't get much done with those people. Those times are over! You ought to let me kick them out.

Do they worry you that much, then?

They worry me a great deal, and especially because of you.

There's no point in helping some of them when there are so many others.

I know perfectly well how little I can do. What I want to do is give passing beggars a roof, some food, and a bit of human warmth.

Is that all you're going to devote your life to?

I'm not sure yet. I've had a shock recently, and I'm only beginning to get over it. Perhaps I'll go back to the convent one day.

Are they going to work here too?

Don't worry. Nobody's going to disturb you.

Don't forget the meeting with the lawyer. The car will pick you up tomorrow morning.

I'll be ready.

Do you intend to stay here for some time?

Yes. Why?

You can come and live again in the big house if you want. Now that I'm alone, I can settle down anywhere.

And ...your friend?

She's left.

Is she coming back?

No.

Why?

He was very good. Better than some people would think.

Why did he kill himself?

I don't know, sir.

One shouldn't be alone the whole time. I'm not like him, am I?

And this chest?

There are some curtains and drapes, but they're all very old.

I don't know; I can't remember. But I'm sure he loved you.

Why?

You wouldn't be here otherwise.

These chairs are in good condition. With a little varnish and some new covers this one will be quite presentable.

I don't know they've always been there.

That's stupid! Plaster! It can still be used.

Maybe afterwards he'll let me ...

If you free me, you'll be a rich man ...

Me, rich? Come on!

There's plenty of money in this house. Piles of it.

I don't want you to untie me. Kill him and then I'll give you the money.

Where's the dough?