You have to put them... Lift your head up

Amadeo, el verdugo:
[subtitled version] [while at a picnic in the country] Amadeo, el verdugo:
Young people today want to be free! Álvarez, el enterrador:
Of course. José Luis Rodríguez, el enterrador:
Yeah, free to put up with my sister-in-law, the old bag! Amadeo, el verdugo:
Careful! A fellow poisoned his sister-in-law three years ago... Álvarez, el enterrador:
And you finished him off. Amadeo, el verdugo:
Of course. Álvarez, el enterrador:
Tell me about it. Amadeo, el verdugo:
But your wife... Álvarez, el enterrador:
Don't worry. She's out like a light. Now, about that guy...? Amadeo, el verdugo:
It didn't go smoothly. Carmen, la hija de Amadeo:
Father, we just ate! Amadeo, el verdugo:
[while he wraps a newspaper leaf]
He had a neck like a bull. So the irons were too small. Álvarez, el enterrador:
That's for sure. Amadeo, el verdugo:
[putting the wrapped leaf onto Álvarez's neck]
You have to put them... Lift your head up