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100 years ago, in 1906, a Texas Ranger named Sam rode across the border into Mexico in pursuit of a bank robber carrying a fortune in gold, just stolen from a bank in Laredo.
Sam lost his trail, but kept looking, and caught up with the robber three days later, deep into Mexico. Unfortunately, he had had time to hide the gold; it was no longer in his possesion.
Sam handcuffed the robber and took him to the office of a lawyer that Sam had used before as a translator, for Sam spoke no Spanish at all.
Tying the handcuffed prisoner to a chair in the lawyer's office, Sam began his interrogation.
"Tell him I know he had time to hide the gold while I was chasing him," said Sam.
The lawyer translated this into Spanish, and the prsioner nodded.
"Ask him where he hid it," said Sam.
The lawyer translated this into Spanish, and the prisoner just shook his head no.
Sam took his revolver out of his holster and pointed it at the prisoner's head.
"Ask him again, where did he hide the gold," said Sam.
The lawyer translated this into Spanish, and the prisoner again shook his head no.
Sam put the barrel of the gun right into the prisioner's ear and cocked the hammer.
"Tell him he has one more chance to tell me where the gold is hidden, or his brains will be all over your wall," siad Sam.
The lawyer translated this into Spanish.
In Spanish, the prisoner said, "Damn, he really is going to shoot me. Oh well, if he goes to the villiage of San Pedro, there is only one church in that villiage. If he starts at the south side of the well behind that church and goes 50 yards further, due south, that's where I buried the gold."
In English, the lawyer said, "He says you're fat, you're stupid, you're ugly, you smell bad, your mother was a whore, and you're a spineless, gutless coward who doesn't have the balls to shoot him."
Sam lost his trail, but kept looking, and caught up with the robber three days later, deep into Mexico. Unfortunately, he had had time to hide the gold; it was no longer in his possesion.
Sam handcuffed the robber and took him to the office of a lawyer that Sam had used before as a translator, for Sam spoke no Spanish at all.
Tying the handcuffed prisoner to a chair in the lawyer's office, Sam began his interrogation.
"Tell him I know he had time to hide the gold while I was chasing him," said Sam.
The lawyer translated this into Spanish, and the prsioner nodded.
"Ask him where he hid it," said Sam.
The lawyer translated this into Spanish, and the prisoner just shook his head no.
Sam took his revolver out of his holster and pointed it at the prisoner's head.
"Ask him again, where did he hide the gold," said Sam.
The lawyer translated this into Spanish, and the prisoner again shook his head no.
Sam put the barrel of the gun right into the prisioner's ear and cocked the hammer.
"Tell him he has one more chance to tell me where the gold is hidden, or his brains will be all over your wall," siad Sam.
The lawyer translated this into Spanish.
In Spanish, the prisoner said, "Damn, he really is going to shoot me. Oh well, if he goes to the villiage of San Pedro, there is only one church in that villiage. If he starts at the south side of the well behind that church and goes 50 yards further, due south, that's where I buried the gold."
In English, the lawyer said, "He says you're fat, you're stupid, you're ugly, you smell bad, your mother was a whore, and you're a spineless, gutless coward who doesn't have the balls to shoot him."
