They have been fixing your fights.
This is all a scam.
You are spewing pure shit.
The real winners are "Other People."
They're going to ruin our lives. They will kill us.
It was already ruined!
I made a deal involving Esteban.
One of those deals that can cost someone's life.
Don't say a word.
We did not kill him.
We didn't do it.
We have to cross the fucking hells of guilt.
You had something to do with my brother's death.
I want a divorce.
So you have visions.
We'll try to fix your mind, Esteban.
-Who fucked you up? -Who didn't?
-Are you a good man? -No.
-Did you see your kid's first steps? -No.
-Where are we going, dad? -Who fucked you up?
Everyone!
Enough!
[♪ calm oriental music playing]
This is the hardest day of my life.
The hardest.
But I've made up my mind.
I'm leaving. I am.
I can't stay here. It's unfair.
We built this house together.
I see you everywhere. Everything reminds me of you.
Keep everything. All of it.
I'm leaving just with this bag.
Everything I need is here. My life is here.
Get out, loser!
-Calm down! -You won't last for a day!
Wait, Mom!
You're useless!
Take all your shit! All of it!
You're going to kill me, Mom!
-So what? I don't give a shit! -I'm leaving.
-I'm just gonna grab my helmet. -No!
-That's mine! -No way, Toshiro gave it to me!
Fuck Toshiro and fuck you!
Don't play dumb. He gave it to me!
You don't have the balls to leave!
Oh, really?
[♪ upbeat music playing]
Don't come back, you son of a bitch!
Don't ever come back!
I've left already, asshole!
[Josefina yelling indistinctly]
Son of a bitch...
-[yelling continues] -[inhales, grunts]
I've left.
Shit...
-[yelling continues] -[cell phone buzzing]
-Irasema? -Andy.
Wait, I can't talk right now...
No, are you with Esteban? Please, tell me you're with him.
No, I'm not. What's up?
The kids are gone.
Esteban was here and... I don't know where they are.
-I don't know what to do. -Wait, what happened?
I'm going to call the police.
No, no, don't do that. Calm down.
-I'm going to call the cops. -Don't call them. I'll be there in five.
Okay, but hurry, I don't know where my kids are.
-I'm coming there. Don't move. -Please hurry.
I'm going.
[♪ fast-paced dramatic music plays]
[♪ soft operatic music playing]
Esteban.
[♪ music continues]
[♪ vocalizing]
Sixto.
What's going on?
I wouldn't have used the technique
if I knew how hard it would hit him.
What are you talking about?
The technique to fix his mind,
so he stays present and focused on what exists, on reality.
And it worked.
He came out of it changed.
He was a different person.
Usually, when people come out of it,
they're confused, disoriented.
Some even piss themselves.
This kid in Miami, he'd shit himself
every time I used the technique.
But when he came out of it, he was more focused than ever.
That's why I'm surprised he took the kids.
They would shit themselves? What'd you do to them?
Andy, a ver.
Did he tell you where he was going, who he was going to see?
He was talking all sorts of weird stuff about the origin...
He was talking about his sons.
-He was talking about La Fonda... roots. -La Fonda?
The asshole went to La Fonda.
[Andy mumbles]
Let me put some clothes on and we'll go.
Sixto...
Thank you, really.
Andy, wait up.
[kids screaming in distance]
[scats tune]
Come on.
Where are we, Dad?
[chuckling]
Oh, you'll see.
Morning.
What's up? We're three.
-Yeah. -How much is it?
Hundred each.
-Hundred? There's no kids' discount? -No, sir.
Fine.
Alright. Thank you.
-[kids screaming] -[♪ pensive music playing]
Just look at that.
Boys, wait.
Let's go buy some hats.
Don't go so fast.
[♪ music continues]
Thank you.
I'll order one more, please.
Thanks.
Come on.
-Look at that. -What a sight!
[Esteban whoops, laughs]
This carrousel has been here since I was little.
I think it's the same one.
-[cheering] -[bell dings]
[cheering in Spanish]
Look, these are diamonds in the rough.
Here, one out of 15 turns pro.
The others don't amount to much.
The one in black has a future, I think.
He needs some adjustments, but look at how...
He keeps giving him more punches than he takes.
Too exposed. Use less force.
[♪ pensive music playing]
[cell phone buzzes]
Your mom again?
-[Andy] Mm-hmm. -[keypad clicking]
[cell phone buzzes]
Oh, shit.
[cell phone buzzing]
[buzzing stops]
I feel weird not answering her calls.
How many texts has she sent?
Look...
She sent me 83.
Eighty-three?
Block her.
How could I block her, Irasema?
She'd send the National Guard after us.
This morning, she learned how to send voice notes.
Is this how you repay me? You ungrateful bastard!
You're just like your dad, ungrateful.
You're shameless! Brat!
[laughs]
-Don't laugh. -Sorry.
She's just so crazy...
Fucking hell...
He won't do anything to your kids, don't worry.
I don't even know what's going on inside his head.
If he's at La Fonda, this must be about his dad.
Did you know he's never talked to me about his dad?
I don't know anything.
Maybe it's better that way.
[cell phone buzzing]
Ladies and gentlemen!
Welcome to La Fonda!
Like every week, you're about to see an amazing show.
Have a great time and God bless you all! Goodbye!
[crowd cheering]
[bell dings]
The match is on and "Tanquecito" Ordona goes on the offensive.
Look, that's "El Tanque."
He's slow as hell, but he'll take
everything you throw at him.
-He punches hard. -Really hard. Really hard.
With a few years of experience, and that's how Alancito
receives the punishment from "El Tanque."
Even though he's slow, the "Tanquecito" is punishing him.
He connects a lethal series of blows.
-Isn't this better than school? -Yeah. So much better.
[kids affirm in Spanish]
Did you start boxing in that ring?
[Esteban chuckles] Hmm...
More or less.
Before, I boxed in chicken coops and corrals.
But when I was your age, they put me in there.
I'd fight anyone around my age.
You always won, right?
Well, not really.
Half the time I lost.
Okay, finish what you're eating, we're gonna get breakfast.
[fists thumping]
It's too mushy, right?
That's the point. They do it on purpose.
Yeah.
Someone's torta got old, the bread was stale,
so to soften it they poured salsa on top.
That's how it was born.
Well, it's good.
The salsa's good.
What are you looking at, Dad?
[Esteban] Hmm.
Nothing.
Nothing, I just remembered...
something.
[chuckles softly]
Hmm.
Eat up, come on.
I've been tying loose ends and--
Don't do that, Irasema, please.
I've been reading my dad's research.
These people do more than just fight-fixing.
I don't want to talk about this, please.
I don't know how, but there's something
bigger than boxing at stake.
Yeah, our lives, Irasema.
-[siren wailing] -[horn honking]
-Fuck. -No.
-What do I do? -Stop.
-Okay, fine. I'll stop. -Stop.
-Do you have money on you? -Yeah, we're good. It's good.
-How much do you have? -About a thousand dollars.
-What? That's a lot. -I have more in my shoe.
Hide half of it.
Maybe they'll even escort us.
[horn honks]
Here they come, man.
[Andy sighs]
Calm down.
[faint radio chatter]
Morning.
Good morning.
-I was driving too fast, right? -Officer? Officer?
You don't know how much we value your work.
In fact, could you give us a hand?
I'm not talking to you, Mr. Luján.
Why did he take them to La Fonda?
What?
We'll handle Esteban.
Please go back home.
You've been warned.
Fuck.
Up! That's it.
When I was little this one felt a lot faster.
-Now it's slower. -Was it more extreme?
Not really, but the feeling itself was more like this...
[wails]
Once I fell from that one.
[Walos] Uh-huh?
Really. I fell for real.
-[Esteban laughing] -[kid screams]
Good. Come on, Walos.
Technique.
[groans]
Oh, you couldn't reach it.
Great. That's one.
And there's another one. Perfect!
Plus the two cotton candies and that's it.
-Thanks. -Mom says sugar is poison.
[scoffs]
Really? Did your mom say that?
-[Walos] Mm-hmm. -Oi.
Well, it depends. It all depends.
It depends on the occasion,
if you do it with moderation, like...
That's fine. Keep the change. Thanks.
I can't believe it.
-What? -Come here. Hugo!
Really?
What's up?
How are you doing?
[Esteban laughs]
I can't believe this.
-Champ. -How are you doing?
-It's so nice to see you. -What's up?
Same.
-Are they yours? -Yeah.
This is Walos, and this one's Estebancito.
-They're really big. -Yeah, they are.
See, I've known Hugo for a long time...
He's the biggest party animal of boxing.
If the tips are good.
Hey!
Champ!
He dances better than you, Dad.
Really?
Even with this heavy-ass suit.
Put it on, Dad.
-The bear suit? No way. -Please, please!
-Please, please! Come on! -No, come on, it's Hugo's.
-I can't. And we're here on holidays. -Please!
-Just for a second. -We didn't come to work.
-[bell dings] -Papá!
The second round of our main fight
has just started!
"Ratón" Moncada comes out fiercely!
"Bolillo" Peralta is unsure of what to do.
Who will give me a hand?
[Esteban] Eh? Eh?
Defense! Defense! That's it.
[indistinct announcement in Spanish]
There's Mom!
Mom!
-[announcement in Spanish] -[crowd cheering]
Dad!
[announcement continues]
- Dad! -The count has begun.
One, two, three,
four, five, six,
seven, eight...
[Walos] Papá!
[muffled announcement on PA]
[bell dings]
[♪ ominous music playing]
[♪ music continues]
[eerie crackling]
[♪ music continues]
[audience cheering]
Ladies and gentlemen,
the event everyone's been waiting for.
From a nameless arena in the middle of nowhere,
we're honored to present
the life of Mexican boxer
Esteban "La Máquina" Osuna!
Fixed fight,
according to the memories of his fucked up brain...
[crackling]
Gentlemen, the first round will be chaotic.
It'll take place inside the ring,
also known as the legendary savage stage.
It's a spectacle, it's entertainment, it's a cock fight.
It's the truth behind the mask. And it says, box!
In this corner,
supposedly weighing 53 kilos, I think it's more like 42...
Ten years old, recently turned.
From Concepción de Buenos Aires, Jalisco!
"La Maquinita" Osuna!
He doesn't look like much, huh?
But he can beat the shit out of you.
Give him hell, son.
He's got nothing on you.
Trust yourself. You're a warrior. It's in your blood.
In the opposite corner, wearing red shorts--
It doesn't matter who it was. You don't remember him.
You just remember those brutal punches.
Box!
[bell dings]
The kid won't give up.
A right, a left, and the house special, a hook to the liver!
[audience jeering]
It's fine, son. Relax.
You'll get him next time.
The asshole will squeeze him dry.
He won't be the last to do so.
There will be more.
Okay, one more round, another fight, son.
Are you ready? Did you hear me? I want a clean fight.
Come on, Esteban. Again!
One!
Hands up! Come on! Get your guard up!
This is how the kid learns.
Move your feet. Faster! Move!
Two for each of theirs. Great, champ!
One,
two,
three,
four,
five,
six,
seven,
eight,
nine, ten!
-[bell dings] -[crackles]
Now a word from our special correspondent.
That's right, I'm honored to be in this great event.
Technically, it's years before I meet him, but I can tell you
that this next round is the one that broke him.
In this corner,
climbing categories for this fight...
How old are you?
-Ten. -Fourteen!
Fourteen! He's fourteen!
Fourteen! He said fourteen!
In the opposite corner, an opponent
who'll mark the rest of your days.
This was the event that broke him.
Let's give a warm welcome
to the man who's about to leave you for good.
[audience cheering]
Dad?
Very well. Another round, another fight, gents.
I don't want it clean or sportsmanlike. I want it dirty.
I want it nasty, with low blows and everything.
Understood? Good luck. Box!
[bell dings]
Son, listen...
something came up, I have to leave for a while.
What do you mean "for a while"?
You never came back, asshole.
It'll only be two or three days.
Wait here for me.
Don't start with that. You look weak.
Of course he does. You're about to leave him.
Things are complicated.
-Don't go, Dad. -Let go of me.
-Esteban... -I'll train harder.
Let him go, come on, let him go.
Let him go, boss, come on.
Let me go!
I'll win everything, I promise.
[audience clamoring]
Dear viewers, please,
don't be mistaken, this wasn't the first time this happened,
but it was certainly the last.
He knows he's gotta get out fast.
And that's when he gets the idea.
Nine, ten!
-[bell dings] -[audience jeering]
No, Dad, please! Let me go!
Please, Dad, let me go!
Dad!
[♪ somber music playing]
Dad! Please, Dad!
Dad!
Dad? Dad, please come back!
Dad, come back!
Dad!
Dad, please come back! Don't leave!
Please, come back, Dad!
Dad!
As if pain didn't exist,
he goes on and on.
Come back, Dad!
Dad!
Dad?
[♪ music continues]
Another round, another fight.
Good luck.
Box!
[bell dings]
-[crackling] -[♪ ominous music playing]
[♪ music continues]
[clock chiming]
Wait a moment, ladies and gentlemen!
The ten-second mark! This fight is not over yet.
[♪ somber music playing]
[rattling]
Dad?
Are you okay?
My name is Andy.
Esteban.
Oi...
[groans]
Shit...
[groaning]
Boys!
[mumbling]
Are you okay, Dad?
Yeah. It was just...
just the fall.
That's it.
But that was crazy, right?
Okay, kids, go with Uncle Andy. I have to talk to your dad.
Come on.
Come here, come here.
[mumbles]
I love you, Dad.
I love you too, Estebancito.
-Take care. -Thanks for the trip, Dad.
You're welcome.
Walos...
I don't deserve this.
First the drugs and alcohol.
I've been good to you after the divorce,
and I could've been an asshole, Esteban.
I'm sorry. It's just that--
Sorry for what?
You took my kids without asking for permission.
Who do you think you are?
Everything revolves around you and what you want to do.
You, only you.
[sniffles]
They knew you were here.
You're a week away from the fight.
You better lose that fucking fight.
Tell me that you heard what I said.
Yes.
[♪ soft piano music playing]
[crackles]
[♪ music continues]
It's gonna be tough to get up from this one.
Yeah.
I don't think Irasema will believe you again.
We met in there, dude.
Yeah.
Why don't we leave nostalgia for another day
and you tell me what the hell's in your head?
[Esteban mumbles, sighs]
I ended up being worse than my dad.
I know that bastard fucked you up,
but enough, man, you have to let go.
That asshole left you in a fucking warehouse, Esteban.
Forget him.
I've only got one father, Andy.
I don't know,
I just...
Shit, I never looked for him.
Good. He would've fucked up your life even more.
He came around once.
-He was drunk as hell. -What? When?
After your fight with Meneses.
He asked for some money and left.
Why didn't you tell me?
Because you didn't need him, asshole.
How the fuck do you know what I need?
[stutters, scoffs]
How do I know?
What else have I done all my life?
Get in, we're gonna talk.
What the hell have I done all my life?
I've protected you.
I've put myself on the line for you, asshole.
I've protected you from yourself, from your alcoholism,
from the people who want to fuck you over.
That's what my whole life's been, dude.
For every punch you throw, I receive 20,
and each one of them has to do with you.
Well, just... just don't lie to me anymore.
Just tell me the truth.
-The truth? -Yeah.
Son of a...
Fine, dude, you want the truth? I'll tell you the truth!
I could be hustling tons of boxers,
taking all the money from those kids.
I could be doing that, but, no. I'm here, asshole.
I'm here with you, dude. And why?
Just because you're my friend, you idiot.
I love you very much... as a friend.
-As a friend. -I do too, Andy. I love you too.
Oh, shit...
The truth, right?
The truth?
I'll tell you everything. All of it. Fuck it.
I know where your dad lives.
He's alive?
Aye.
Fucking hell, Andy.
-Dude, it's just... -Oh, shit.
Fucking Andy.
I can take you if you want.
Fucking hell.
Son of a bitch.
Shit...
Fuck.
How are you?
I... I'm not okay.
She is divorcing me.
No shit.
[groans]
Fuck, Andy.
[grunts]
I'm so sorry, man.
I know.
Oh, hell...
And there's something else you should know.
I've been doing things to my face.
No shit.
Yeah, man, it's true.
But...
but it's okay, right?
It looks good, man.
-It does, right? -Yeah, yes. It does.
It looks good.
Once I started I couldn't stop.
Of course. I mean, yes.
Yeah, I mean...
It is what it is.
[Andy laughs, mumbles]
Fuck, I had to say it.
I hadn't told anyone about it.
[sighs]
I'm better now.
-I'm glad you said it. -Yeah.
I could at least tell Carlota
but I can't even do that anymore.
It's because of what happened to Saul.
-It's because of Saul. -Fuck.
She figured out that something was...
-Yeah. -Fucking stupid kid!
Oh, shit...
Fuck, it looks like it's time for confessions.
-It's okay, man. You can't-- -No.
My sperm count is low, way too low.
Not even with help they get there, man.
-Can you get it up? -I can, but I can't have kids
because the sperm doesn't...
But you can get it up, right?
I can get an erection.
But to have kids, you need sperm that works
and mine doesn't.
It's okay, don't be sad about that.
I can't.
I would need to borrow from someone else.
-Fuck! -Yeah, imagine that,
that they're born with green eyes
and I'm like, "What the hell, man?
Mine are brown."
[groans]
It feels terrible to keep everything inside.
-It's rough. -Yeah, it is.
-Thanks, man. -It's fine.
We're close now. It's around here.
There?
No way.
No way, Andy.
Let's go.
Come on.
[crickets chirping]
What's up?
Gato?
Do you remember me?
[♪ soft somber music playing]
Are we asleep?
It looks like you're awake now.
Dad?
Let's go.
-No! -Let's go.
Yes, let's go, Dad.
-No, I'm safe here. -Safe from what?
From them.
Who's "them"?
You know, the ones who play God.
Let's go. We can talk about it in the car.
No, I want to talk about it now. I'm tired of not speaking,
of always taking orders.
What monster tells you to abandon your son?
Is that what they told you? To abandon him?
Them!
They write the story. All of it.
Everything's organized. Percentages. They are everything.
Esteban, we can't be here.
-We have to leave. -Andy.
Please.
...tell someone to kill a politician.
We are puppets.
I'm tired of pretending that no one is pulling the strings.
I think I've figured it out.
Want to know why they want to control you?
[gunshot]
[gasps]
Fuck.
[heavy breathing]
Fuck.
[♪ Wolfmother "Woman" playing]
♪ Woman ♪
♪ You know you're a woman ♪
♪ You got to be a woman ♪
♪ I got the feeling of love ♪
♪ When you're, you're talking to me ♪
♪ You see right through me ♪
♪ I got the feeling of love ♪
♪ She's a woman ♪
♪ You know what I mean ♪
♪ You better listen ♪
♪ Listen to me, yeah ♪
♪ She's gonna set you free ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ You're kinda looking at me ♪
♪ Like I've got to set you free ♪
♪ I can't be nobody ♪
♪ You're kinda looking at me ♪
♪ Like I've got to set you free ♪
♪ I can't be nobody ♪
♪ She's a woman ♪
♪ You know what I mean ♪
♪ You better listen ♪
♪ Listen to me ♪
♪ She's gonna set you free ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Yeah ♪