"Mexican refugees crossing the Mexico-USA border." "End of 1913." "John Reed, journalist, writer and political activist, was born in Oregon in 1887 and buried in Moscow's Red Square in 1921." "He arrived in Mexico in 1913." "His only prior newspaper experience was reporting a workers strike in Patterson, New Jersey, a strike violently repressed, in which Reed was arrested." "His only political experience was the founding, with some friends at Harvard University, of a socialist club." "After his stay in Mexico, during the struggle against Victoriano Huerta," "Reed traveled the world as a journalist and political activist." "Years later, Reed witnessed the Russian Revolution and wrote the now-classic:" "TEN DAYS THAT SHOOK THE WORLD." "May I?" "Do you like it?" "No, I used to make better ones." "Don't you make them anymore?" "No, it was bad business." "They didn't sell?" "They sold, but the company was too small." "How is it going now?" "Now we're in a different business." "Revolution is our business." "We manage somehow." "A Japanese sailor in San Francisco taught me how to make these lighters." "Did you like San Francisco?" "No, the Chinese took over all the business." "If not the Chinese, then somebody else." "The best county is El Paso, Texas." "When all this mess is over I'll open a big store there." "I've got it all worked out." "Wait up, Don Antonio, please stop a moment." "I must take pictures as proof of what I write." "Be careful." "You don't want a bullet in your belly as proof." "Who is he?" "Don Luis was a soldier as a youth." "He wanted to join Madero's forces." "But it took him a long time to decide." "And in the end he wound up with Villa." "But at the first cannon burst, he went crazy." "Did you know him?" "Yes, he used to buy things from me." "Let's go." "Is General Urbina here?" "General Urbina?" "I'm John Reed, General, an American reporter." "I'd like to join your troops to write an article." "Here are my credentials." "What do you want?" "I want to follow your troops and tell my newspaper what I see." "Many bullets." "Go and eat." "What, General?" "Go and eat." "Thank you, General, but I've already eaten." "I said, go and eat." "Come, you'll meet our staff." "Colonel Silveira, hero of twenty battles." "Twenty-one, Major, twenty-one." "Lieutenant Julian Reyes, another brave one." "Captain Pablo, 28 years old, three years in combat, and five bullets in his body." "Longino Guereca, and there, Fidencio Soto." "Ah, I nearly forgot, that's Don Mariano." "He follows the General everywhere." "And you, Major, who's your friend?" "Please come in." "Sit down." "He is a North American reporter." "This gentleman is here by order of General Urbina." "Why, if I may ask?" "To send my newspaper reports on the revolution and on what's happening here." "On the battles?" "Yes, on the battles, on who is fighting, and why." "Why are we fighting?" "Why, for liberty." "Everyone knows that, don't they?" "And what is liberty?" "If you don't know, then what are you doing here?" "I mean, what is liberty to you?" "The same as for everybody, no?" "For us, here?" "Liberty is doing what I want when I want." "And if that injures the next man?" "That's his worry." "And if his liberty injures you?" "I'll knock him down." "You always talk about knocking people down." "I'll watch you during the shooting to see if you sleep like you snore." "Our country used to be owned by the rich." "Now it is ours." "When we win this revolution we'll have a government that's not run by the rich." "Yes." "We want to regain the presidency for Don Francisco I. Madero, may he rest in peace." "You knew him, didn't you?" "I'll say I knew him." "He was always laughing." "He would come to the hacienda and make speeches to the peons." "When he began, they hated him." "When he ended, they were crying." "After we win the revolution, there will be no armies." "We're tired of armies." "Don Porfirio Diaz used them to exploit us." "And if the United States invaded Mexico?" "We'll shit on the United States." "Just let them send their gringo pansies." "We'll burn the White House." "You may have more money and more soldiers." " But we don't need an army." " Clearly not." "We'll just pick up our rifles... and fight." "Well... tell your countrymen they'd better watch out." "Say there, come here!" "Good afternoon." "What's your name?" "Reed, John Reed, General." "Have a drink with me." "Thank you." "Listen... would you mind taking a picture of me?" "I was just going to ask you for one, General." "General, when do you think you'll leave for the front?" "About ten days, more or less." "We'll see." "General, I appreciate your hospitality, but... but I want to witness the advance upon Torreon." "If it's convenient," "I want to return to Chihuahua and join General Villa." "What's wrong, my friend?" "This is your house." "Do you want for anything?" "Rum, tequila, cognac?" "Here, take this bottle of cognac." "It's a gift." "No, thank you, General." "It's not that." "What do you want..." "a horse?" "A pistol?" "A woman?" "Money?" "Just ask for it." "Thanks, General, I don't want anything." "I just thought I'd push on." "Wait... only ten days." "Then we'll see." "Well, shall we take the pictures?" "Tomas, find my wife and my mother." "Tell them to get ready for their pictures." "Bring me my coat, the one with the medals." "Get the horses ready." "Let the world know who is being photographed." "Face towards the sun, General." "This way, so we get the hacienda in the background." " How's this, good?" " The horses in front." "My chair over here." " Mariano, the victrola!" " Yes, I'll get the victrola." "Now we're organized." "My hat..." "Mama, come here." "All right, we're ready." " The victrola is missing." " Hurry, Mariano!" "Put it on this side." "We're ready." "Mister?" "Are there places to study hypnosis in the United States?" "Yes, I guess there are." "How many?" "I don't know." "After the Federals are killed, I'm going there to study." "Where did you study?" "Harvard, Harvard University." "Did you learn much technique there?" "Well, a little." "Francisca, my supper!" "What's up?" "Nothing, I'm just saying grace over your puss." "You're looking to fight, Fidencio." "Not with you, brother." "Don't be a wise guy." "Aren't you the tough one?" "Who's asking you?" "Your trouble is that you're a coward, a pansy." "You act like a gringo." "Have a drink, mister." "Do you like it?" "Yes, very good tequila." "Go on, finish it." "That's the way to drink!" "Mister, sing us a song of your country." "No, I don't know how." "What's the difference?" "I'll accompany you." "Sing a Huertista song." "Why Huertista?" "Come on, drop the act." "We know you're a Huertista." "Cut it out." "Who ever saw a Huertista swig a bottle of tequila in one gulp?" " Have another, mister." " Thanks, I have some here." "Let's go, men." "It's getting late." "Isidro!" "Go see if everything is closed." "Meet me here!" "At once, my General." "We'll need all the horses." "The cart is filled with dynamite." "Juanito!" "Careful of the dynamite." "Is the dynamite secure?" "I hope so, because if not..." "Let's go!" "Faster!" "We have to catch up with them!" "Many people have died here, Juanito!" "It didn't break, it didn't break." "See, mister?" "When you don't touch them, you don't touch them." "Let's go!" "Are these all the troops?" "No, more are coming." "They went to Bermejillo." "Where are we going?" "To La Cadena." "We'll spend the night at La Zarca and get there day after tomorrow." "La Cadena is our eastern outpost." " We arrive day after tomorrow?" " Day after tomorrow, we'll be there." "Are you the gringo?" "You came to take pictures?" "I did." "Two years ago, a so-called war correspondent joined my brigade." "He didn't fight." "This one doesn't fight either." "He's a damned Huertista!" "Doroteo, push the cart ahead!" "Look, here's the gringo." "Good night." "Here, Juanito, use this as a pillow." "Say, have you seen Longino and the gringo?" "They're inside." "Longino, are you sleeping?" "We were!" "Come out to the fiesta." "Lieutenant Silveira told me to bring you." "To hell with the fiesta." "They're orders." "I've wanted to talk to you for some time." "Tell me... are you going to fight with us?" "Our cause is just." "I understand that." "But the trouble is, I haven't received those orders." "That doesn't matter." "What matters are..." "rifles, and killing." "And dying?" "Well, if we die, we go to heaven, don't we?" "But you don't want to fight." "You're a gringo Huertista, and a pansy." "Hold it, Julian." "You don't know a thing." "He came here to tell his countrymen about our struggle, the truth about our struggle." "Besides, you're drunk, and he's unarmed." "Let it go." "Don't butt in, Longino." "I'll say what I want." "Let's go, Juanito!" "I won't forget this, Longino." "If you do, I'll remind you." "Let's go." "Julian's just like that." "Don't let it bother you, Juanito." "Come, there's more to drink over there." "No, Longino, I can understand why they distrust my country." "But what have I done that they distrust me?" ""Gringo Huertista" - that offends me." "Don't worry about it, Juanito." "Don't worry about it." "We all like you very much here, especially me." " I'll find him." " No, he's not worth it." "Have a drink." "Thank you for helping me, Longino." "We're friends, no?" "I'm drunk." "When I was a kid, Longino..." "I was always afraid to fight." "I always hid from anybody who wanted to fight with me." "Sometimes I imagined, in my fear, that I would die." "But when we really fought, it wasn't so bad, even if I was badly beaten." "Fear, that was the worst." "Hiding... running away." "That was the worst, Longino." "It always happened." "I don't know why." "I was a coward." "That's not true, Juanito." " I am." " Don't say that." "You came here to face bullets with no gain." "You're no coward." "But I'm afraid, Longino." "I'm really afraid." "Tomorrow we're going to the front." "I say that I want to go." "But somehow, the front frightens me." "Once my brother and I dug a tunnel behind our house." "We thought we'd steal a couple sheep, hide them there, and raise many lambs to sell." "It was a great idea." "Juanito, sheep couldn't grow in a tunnel." "It was going to be a really long tunnel." "A mile long, all the way to school." "We would bring the sheep straw and food." "But we never finished the tunnel." "But I think, even if we had," "I would never have dared to steal the sheep, understand?" "Plans, dreams, and... then, fear." "No, Juanito, a tunnel is different." "A tunnel is like a mine." "Everyone is afraid in a mine." "The one who isn't is not a man." "The secret is to fight fear." "That's being a man." "Now, about your tunnel, if you had had those sheep in front of you, you would have stolen them, no?" "No, Longino." "That's just the problem." "See, I'm always digging tunnels, understand?" "Playing at it... to fight fear." "But playing, understand?" "I don't face my own danger." "I only face that of others." "It's a trap, Longino." "See, I once attended a strike." "I was on the workers' side." "The police came and put us in jail." "Me too, but only for four days... because I was a reporter." "Understand?" "The others got months, years." "They were fighting for their homes and families like your people, Longino." "Not me..." "I'm afraid." "I may be killed, but you're the ones in danger, understand?" "You're fighting for your lands and your country." "I'm not, I'm just here, perhaps to experience fear, to feel brave." "I don't have to fight or carry a rifle or..." "That's true, Juanito, but you're here to tell the truth." "And that's good, very good, Juanito." " Really?" " Really." "Why am I not in my own country, fighting against the rich like my father did?" "He was the brave one." "He wasn't... he wasn't... he didn't hesitate." "He wasn't someone who just... who sees things and doesn't act, who only talks about them." "Someone who hesitates, like..." "A spectator, he wasn't a spectator." "Is your father alive, Juanito?" "He died when my brother graduated." "He wasn't rich... but we always lived like a couple of rich kids." "He sacrificed everything for that." "But he played the game... and I'm just a fake." "Juanito, stop putting yourself down." "You're the manliest gringo around!" "And if any gringo saw you, even your father, he'd be proud of you, don't worry." "Thanks, Longino." " We're friends, right?" " Yes, we're friends." "More than friends, we're going to be comrades." "We're going to go into the fight together." "More than friends, we're going to be comrades." "Yes, comrades." "We're going to be brothers, Juanito." "When we reach La Cadena, which is my home," "I'll take you to my house, and my father and mother will make you my brother, and you'll be brother to all my brothers, and you'll be the son of my father." "And I'm going to take you to the mines, the mines the Spaniards left, that nobody knows about, except my brother and me, and you'll work with us, because you've studied and know technique." "We'll become rich." "So you have a tunnel too, Longino." "No, not a tunnel, Juanito, mines, mines." "We'll become richer than General Urbina!" " Mines, Longino?" " Mines, Juanito." "Drink up." " Cheers!" " Cheers!" "Finish it." "Finish it." "It's gone." "Move him... move, little steer." "Push him from the other side." "Now we can put a bullet in him." "What's happening?" "Are we being attacked?" "No." "They're killing a young steer for breakfast." "Why so many bullets?" "The men are very tired." "How's the hangover?" "The what?" "Your hangover." "Oh, pretty bad." "Where's Longino?" "He left some of the advance troops." " To La Cadena?" " Yes." "Are we leaving?" "You're going with me and Captain Seanez." "Orders from General Urbina to protect you." "How was the trip, Pablito?" "So-so." "The men are worn out." "Longino, we have to place more men at La Puerta." "Very well, sir." " What's up, Juanito?" " Hello, Colonel." "We only have 100 men." "Maybe the General will send more." "I doubt it, Colonel." "General Urbina was going to send more men to Jaralito." "What's wrong, Longino?" "They were going to send us lots of men, but they sent only a few poor troops." "Lucky La Puerta is strong." "So you're the famous "mister"." "Glad to know you." "Colonel Petronilo Sanchez, at your orders." "Stay and have supper with us." "Thank you, Colonel." "Where are you girls going?" "The inhabitants of the state have lost their economic, political and social independence, turning from citizens into slaves." "The government is unable to raise their level through education, because the haciendas where they live are private property." "Therefore the government of the State of Durango proclaims a public need for city and village inhabitants to become owners of all agricultural lands." "It then goes on to say how the land is to be used." "But I've read the most important part." "They're finally beginning to do something for us." "I hope so." "Will it be enough for everyone, comrade?" "I don't know..." "I was a teacher..." "I studied..." "I know what revolutions can be." "I fought for three years in the last revolution." "President Madero invited all of us soldiers to the capital." "We were given food, clothing, bullfights..." "But when we returned home, we found the same ones in power, some even fatter." "Then why do you fight?" "There's an old saying in Guadalajara:" ""Don't try to be a savior, for you'll come out crucified."" "I suppose someone has to carry the cross." "I have two sons." "They will own their own lands... or at least the sons of my sons will." "How much do they pay you, comrade?" "We were given three pesos, exactly nine months ago." "We are the real volunteers." "Villa's men are professionals." "Get up, boys!" "Hurry." "The colorados are attacking!" " Where's the captain?" " Over there." "My Captain, the colorados are attacking." "They're coming from La Loma." "The advance guards?" "Couldn't do a thing, all captured!" "Send me all the men who are left, and saddle the horses." "Yes, captain, I'll do it." "What's wrong, Longino?" "The colorados have made a surprise attack." "Wait, Longino." "I'll go with you." "You can't, Juanito." "I have too many things to do." "Stay with Amaya." "At last you hear the whistle of bullets, mister!" " I want to go with you." " No, you can't." "I don't want you getting shot." "What would I tell General Urbina?" "Besides, there aren't enough horses!" "Pablo, how good to see you." "I thought you were dead." "As you can see, here I am." "They told me you stood on your feet, gazing in every direction as the colorados came." "And you... not even a bullet scratch." "Safe and sound..." "not even a widower!" "Have you seen Fidencio?" "I just got back..." "Is he here?" "He's describing how he knocked off about twenty colorados." "Did he really?" "Twenty?" "Go on!" "I'd have to lend him a few of mine to make his count accurate." "They beat us, Juanito!" "Listen, have you seen Longino?" "No, he wasn't with us." "But don't worry." "He's like a rock..." "not easily killed." " Is there any water?" " Yes, there's water." "Why, are you thirsty?" "I want to wash up." "Of course there's water." "Were you in the battle?" "Not exactly." "I was at La Cadena..." "There were many killed, weren't there?" "At least that's what they say, isn't it?" "It seems so." "How awful." "It's terrible." "Excuse me..." "Are you a Catholic?" " No." " Ah, no?" "Thank God for that." "We Catholics tend to be intolerant..." "But God is good, more so in Spain than here in Mexico!" "These things you're fighting for..." "I don't know what will happen, my son." "Perhaps it's for future generations." "Someone I saw die today told me that." "My son, you may be right." "You may be right." "Who knows?" "It's so hard to know." "Just the other night in the camp," "I told Captain Suarez that we ought to try and get organized and make some machine guns like the colorados have." "It would be easy to pick some hollow canes, fill them with powder, plug them, and attach a wick with ammunition on top." "Then we could tie them around the wheel of a cart, make the mules pull the cart, light the fuse with a long wick, and then the cart wheels would explode." "But the Captain wanted to know who'd protect us in front and in the rear?" "I told him a little cart could go around the whole battlefield with no trouble." "If he had listened to me, we could have done it in one night, pick the canes, fill and plug them, attach the wicks, attach them to the cart, and had our machine gun." "And we could have protected the whole camp." "But no, he said it was a cockeyed idea." "So there we were exposed..." "Many were killed." "It was bad, eh?" "But the next time, I'm going to do it, you hear?" "You'll help me make the cart." "We'll tie the canes and the wick to the spokes and Don Galdino, who drives the mules, will light it... and... sss, sss... it'll burn and nobody will come near." "When the cart goes by firing at everyone who comes up, nobody will come near." "They wouldn't listen?" "No." "They said it was crazy." "Senor... do you remember me?" "Yes... yes, senorita." "You do remember, don't you?" "We danced together at La Zarca." "Oh, yes, certainly." "At La Cadena..." "Is that your man?" "No... well, yes." "Antonio was killed in the fighting." "Senor, let me stay tonight..." " Where?" " With you." "Of course... come." "Juanito, have you had breakfast?" "Not yet..." "Are you leaving?" "In a little while." "We're going to La Zarca." "Pelayo's men are headed for Jaralito." "Are you coming with us?" "I was thinking of going to Chihuahua." "I want to see if Longino is there." "Longino is dead, Juanito." "A comrade saw him fall in battle... nearly cut in half by bullets." "Nogales, January 1914" "Mr. Reed, you must understand that for the moment Mr. Carranza can answer nothing that is a direct personal opinion." "I would still be very happy to meet him personally." "He will receive you in a moment." "But promise not to ask questions." "Merely go in, say "How do you do," shake his hand and leave." "I know exactly what he will answer and what he will not." "He will say nothing about land distribution, or direct elections..." "or peon suffrage." "I would still like to ask..." "Believe me, it is best not to." "One annoying question might prejudice him against answering any." "You mean, anything annoying?" "Mr. Carranza is tired of talking about the Benton problem." "So don't mention that." "These men have come to express their wishes for the triumph of the Constitutionalist army." "Misters Reed, Garcia, and Duparc." "Gentlemen, allow me to express my gratitude for your visit." "I hope you convey my words to the newspapers you so worthily represent." "Many thanks." "Gentlemen..." "Mr. Carranza, the official motive my coming here was to investigate the Benton case." "The Benton case is no business of the United States." "Mr. Benton was a British subject, and I'm not inclined to answer to the United States." "And if the United States intervenes in this country because of the death of one Englishman, or uses some other petty excuse, this intervention will only deepen the hatred between the United States and Latin America." "Sir, General Obregon has been named commander of the army in the Northeast... with the same rank as General Villa." "Does this mean there's a conflict between you?" "There are no differences between General Villa and myself." "General Villa obeys my orders like any common soldier!" "Villa attends the funeral of Don Abraham Gonzales" "Chihuahua, February 1914" "You there, why don't you remove your cartridge belt?" "We must be ready at all times, my General." "Really, General, this is no work for a soldier." "What!" "A soldier in peace time should work." "If he is idle, he'll only be thinking how to stir up trouble." "It's hardly peacetime, my General." "Well, not of final peace, but we must get accustomed to it gradually and practice it." "Look at that fellow." "He's a tiger for combat, a real bombshell." "But now he's pacing the floor over such matters as trains, the telegraph, telephones, everything." "You have to work, lad, you have to work." "I'd like to interview you for my newspaper." "Hell, man, no interviews!" "You reporters are always asking questions, and what's worse, they're always the same questions." "Why don't you just copy one another and save time?" "But come, have some lunch with me, and together we can invent the interview." "Look, when you sit under a tree long enough... you find it's full of all kinds of birds, some of them good for long voyages, and others only for singing." "From the day they're born it's clear what they'll do." "The rest is only learning." "In the same way, the beginner has a notion of how to fight, but he has to learn, he always has to learn." "I like to listen to General Angeles." "He was telling me the other day that when a cannon ball goes off, it starts out fast, and grows even stronger... 'til finally it loses its strength." "A man is the same." "He can start out with great understanding, and as his understanding grows, he advances rapidly." "When we began, we were merely a group without a flag, bandits even." "At that time, it was easy to manage the boys because we were only a few, like a family, running here and there and hiding." "Like mosquitos, we would sting and flee, biting and weakening the enemy." "Then the opposite happened." "The enemy grew weaker and we grew stronger." "Later, things changed and we had to use "discipline"" "and establish rules - "tactics" and "strategy"." "It would be a lie if I told you I've studied these things." "But when it comes to knowing where to fight, that I see with precision." "General, the Hague Convention has published a book on the rules of war." "I don't know if you've read it, but..." "Yes, I read it." "I don't know who was nice enough to mail it to me." "It made me laugh to read it, like a fairy tale." "Then I passed it on to the generals." "And we discussed it and came to the conclusion that the book was written by people who never knew war." "Because truly, Juanito, war is something very serious." "You can't make rules for it, like in a game of cards." "The only ones who made rules of war, were President Diaz's generals, and that's what fouled them up." "They got all tangled." "For example, it said in this book that lead bullets should not be used in war." "I asked myself, what's the difference between being killed by a lead bullet or a bullet made of anything else?" "Death is always sad." "My General... my newspaper is interested in having exact information concerning the Benton case." "What can you tell me about this British landowner who was shot?" "Listen my friend..." "some time ago, a kid named Juan Dozal came to me." "A rascal, yes, but smart, brave, strong, but pretty smart." "I liked the kid and I took him in." "That's how it was, we needed an army." "One day I was headed for Casas Grandes." "I was worried because I lacked ammunition." "How could you expect me not to worry?" "And we stumbled upon sixty colorados." "I hated to waste so much ammunition on them." "But they had to be shot, not hanged, because you can't offend a good soldier by hanging him." "What to do with them?" "I lined them up three deep, and with twenty rifles, each loaded with a single bullet, I killed three at a time." "Which shows you how hard up we were." "Then I said to this Juan Dozal:" ""Come here, take this gold, head for the border." "and buy me 35,000 bullets."" "And Juan Dozal, with great signs of unity, said goodbye and left." "Have you ever come across this Juan Dozal?" "Have you?" "Well neither have I, not alive." "I had to fix that bastard on the other side." "He never returned." "He betrayed me!" "Such things have forced me to believe that you have to treat people the way they deserve, according to their colors." "And from this angle, I can only conclude that there are two types of men, the sons of bitches and the others." "Among the sons of bitches, you have three kinds." "The colorados..." "Where I find them, I treat them justly." "They're peons just like us and suffer the same as my boys." "But they shoot to kill us, and so there's no escape for them." "The second..." "are the career officers, who went to academies." "who are educated, and should realize that justice is on our side, and that it's unjust to fight us." "They too should be shot." "On the other hand, when it comes to common soldiers, to troops," "I always send a lawyer who can speak well, who can explain to them why we are fighting, and how in fact they are free, free to leave." "And you know, comrade, many of them have joined our side because they saw the light." "Now this man you've been asking me about, this subject of the British Empire, was the three kinds all in one!" "But if you really want to know more, ask my chief, Mr. Carranza, who is the only proper person to speak to foreign powers." "General, what can you tell me about Don Abraham Gonzales?" "A great man, Don Abraham Gonzales." "His death was very bad for the revolution." "A loss to all of us." "A loss which will take much work and trouble to fill." "We need a man like that." "What a great president he would have made." "I owe much to him." "He made many things clear to me." "And if I didn't understand it all, it was my own fault." "When he found me in the Sierra," "I was just a cheap bandit, a killer, and he explained many things to me." "He told me that if we wanted to change the things that bothered us, we had to go to the root, and struggle more conscientiously." "At the time, I was only a kid of 16." "How old are you now, General?" "I'm 26, Juanito." "Do you want a taco?" "Thank you." "The track is broken here, Lieutenant!" "Hey there..." "Juanito!" "How are you, Isidro?" "Here he comes..." "My General, Juanito is here!" "What have you been doing with yourself, boy?" "My General, do you see who's here?" "Juanito." "How are you, General?" "And the camera?" "Where did you leave it?" "Ah..." "I know... you lost it at La Cadena." "That's right, my General." "And you came to Torreon to keep running." "When I began running at La Cadena, my General, your troops were a mile ahead of me." "I'm glad to see you, comrade." "Are you coming with us?" "No, I'm staying here." "What's the matter, Juanito?" "You look worn out." "We were working 'til after midnight." " Who brought you here?" " Calzada." "Aha!" "And how did he behave?" "Very fine." "See this group, Juanito?" "The Northern Division is also dragging their asses along here." "Nothing will prevent us from taking Gomez Palacio, and with Gomez Palacio sewed up, Torreon cannot escape." "When do you leave?" "That's a military secret." "Calm down, Juanito, we'll find out what's happening." "We have the whole story." "Yes, but is it enough merely to inform our readers?" "Sure, that's why we're here." "I think at a moment like this one must participate." "But when you tell thousands of readers what is happening, you're giving depth to the struggle." "Yes, but are our readers content with that, knowing the truth and facts up to a certain point, and then...?" "Our obligation is to be objective, Juanito." "That's precisely it." "You claim to be objective." "Why aren't you with the Huertistas?" "You can be objective there too." "Wait a minute." "I'm a free- lance photographer, and I'm here, first of all, because there's news." "And, secondly, because these people are right." "Besides, there are others, those who photograph fashion, and the parades of Federales." "When the two are compared, it will be evident where right lies." "And are you sure your pictures will be published?" "We have to fight for this right, for the right of our pictures and articles to be published in the newspapers we work for." "That's exactly why we should participate more actively." "Because we're not all sure that our articles will be published." "Juanito, the trouble is that you're an American." "But it's not a problem of nationalities." "In the United States or Mexico, I'd be for the revolution." "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, only that you come from another world." "Another world?" "Have you seen what the leaders of your country say?" " Read what Wilson says." " What does he say?" "Wilson asked the American Congress... for their approval to..." " They want to invade Mexico!" " Using Huerta as an excuse." "This should not be misconstrued as an egoistic expansion." "We only wish to maintain our influence in the service of freedom, in the United States as well as anywhere else where it can be used to benefit humanity." "Huerta is a pretext, General." "Democracy is a pretext." "The United States says that the situation in Mexico calls for intervention." "And they created the situation." "Then why did they start selling us arms?" "They started, but when?" "Only a month ago." "When they saw that Huerta was lost." "Now they want good relations with us." "They even want to do business with Senor Carranza." "There will be no invasion." "In fact, they want to be pals." "No, General, it's not a matter of pals, it's a matter of interests." "The United States watching over its interests." "Yes, General." "My newspaper investigated North American investments in Mexico." "It came to a billion dollars." "Oh hell... but there will be no invasion!" "And you, Mr. Reed, do you plan to return to your newspaper?" "The truth is, I don't know what I'll do... what I can do." "You see how you've upset Juanito." "And for no reason." "There will be no invasion!" "It's not only that, General..." "it's everything." "Too many things are going on to be just a reporter." "Oh, oh, he's a goner now!" "And you... are you one of Maclovio's people?" " Me?" " Yes." "No, I'm a journalist." "A what?" "A journalist." "What's a journalist?" "It must mean someone who writes, no?" "How are things, boys?" "Did you rest a bit?" "Not really, my Lieutenant." "Well, step lively because the storm is going to start." "Let's go!" "Get moving so they don't get a jump on us!" "Stop there!" "Give me that bomb." "You shouldn't be carrying that." "Give it to me, I tell you!" "Run before the rain begins to fall." "They ran away." "They evacuated Gomez Palacio!" "A week later, Villa's troops occupied Torreon." "Three weeks afterwards, the North Americans invaded Veracruz." "Six years later, John Reed died in the Soviet Union at the age of 33." "By then he had published stories and poems, articles and manifestos, reported from France, Germany, Italy, Turkey, the Balkans, the Soviet Union, Mexico, and the United States, always in sympathy with the workers and the Revolution." "He organized meetings in defense of repressed strikes and of struggling workers." "He published articles in numerous newspapers and magazines throughout the world." "He was also the founder of the Communist Labor Party in the United States of America."