[somber, restrained music playing]
[man] An excellent choice.
Congratulations.
- Here you go. - Thank you.
It's beautiful, isn't it?
[man] Yes, it is.
It says your card has been declined.
Do you have another?
- I'll pay with cash. - All right.
Wrap it nicely. You got a red box?
Yes.
- Here you go. - Thank you.
I appreciate it.
["Chains of Love" by Erasure playing]
♪ Come to me, cover me, hold me ♪
♪ Together we'll break These chains of love ♪
♪ Don't give up ♪
♪ Together with me and my baby Break the chains of love ♪
♪ Together we'll break These chains of love ♪
♪ Don't give up ♪
♪ Don't give up now ♪
Hi. What's up?
- I need to pee. - Hmm. Come on.
- You got it? - I got it.
- So cute. - [clears throat]
- Do you have a smoke? - Absolutely.
- You were a dancing fool! - Yeah, my feet are killing me now.
[urine trickling]
- [boy] I'm done. - Very good.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
- What? - Don't forget your hands!
[grunts]
You know, when you turn 13, we'll have a party like this for you.
Yeah, Mom already told me.
- Did she tell you what it means? - No.
- No? - No.
That you'll be older,
you'll have more obligations, responsibilities.
Right now, your only job is to go to school.
- Yeah. - Pretty soon it'll be high school,
then moving on to college.
You'll get a degree,
start a career, marry a girl.
And I'll be right there with you.
That's what matters.
Dad will always be there for you.
Understand?
No. Dad, I wanna go to the party.
[chuckling]
You like to party, huh? All right...
[applause, cheering]
She is one of the people I love most in the world.
She's my best friend, and she's a lioness.
When confronted with obstacles,
she just keeps on striving and never gives up.
And I hope that when I'm an adult, I'll be just like her.
[applause, cheering]
He is my favorite person.
Not just because he looks after us and loves us,
but because when it comes to us, there's nothing he wouldn't do.
He's my guide who I rely on and trust more than anybody else in my whole life.
I know he will make all my wishes come true.
Because, like he always says,
I'm in his heart forever.
[partygoer] Bravo! Bravo!
[music resumes]
Time to light the final candle with my mom and my dad.
[sentimental pop song playing]
Over here, kiddo.
- Careful. - Let's be careful now.
Ah! Nice work!
[partygoers clapping]
[laughs] You looked gorgeous, and I loved what you said.
You did? Really? Great!
[mother, daughter chatting indistinctly]
- [daughter] So, shall we? - [mother] Not yet.
- Mom. - Wait just one minute.
[low, foreboding music playing]
[distorted] Sergio, what's the matter?
Sergio.
Sergio!
[audio distortion trailing off]
[pop music playing faintly]
It's nothing serious.
- How do you feel? - Better.
- Yeah? - Yes, fine.
But what happened? His blood pressure's fine.
- There must be something wrong. - It could be stress or...
It was the food, the dancing, all the drinking and running around.
- I'm better now. Thank you. - We could have everything checked out.
- Yes, thank you. Goodbye. - [doctor] Bye.
- Are you dizzy again? - No.
Yes, you are. Drink some water.
Just relax for a while.
- Take five minutes, it'll be fine. - Mmm.
Did I scare them?
- Who? - I dunno, our kids? The crowd?
I'm not sure. I came right here.
They're in bed.
You gonna tell me what's going on?
The factory is struggling.
It's really bad.
I can't see a way out.
- It's really that serious? - Yes.
We can't compete with cheap imports.
I owe people months of backpay, bonuses, vacations.
The taxes, the licenses.
But if we owe so much, then why did we throw a big party?
I'm not taking away Flor's bat mitzvah. No.
Why didn't you tell me this sooner?
You knew we were having problems. If you didn't wanna see it, that's on you.
I've been taking clonazepam for months.
Do I look like I have a crystal ball? Am I to guess what's in your head?
If you don't tell me, I don't know. Tell me. Talk to me.
I don't know how to get out of this.
I mean, maybe we could ask for a loan?
I had to pay the bank interest. I borrowed money already.
I can't ask anyone else.
We could sell the house in the country.
We have to sell it, but it's not enough.
It's not enough?
Mm-mmm.
Sergio, how much do we actually owe?
We owe a lot.
More than a lot.
[gasps]
You wanted to know?
Now you know.
[car rumbling]
Good morning.
Morning.
Sergio, uh, we need to have a talk.
- Hello, Gladys. - Good morning.
- Want some coffee? - No, thanks.
We want the money you owe us.
Give us a minute?
- I don't have any money, Díaz. - Oh, no?
I guess we have to stop working.
- You work here. You know how things are. - Hmm.
We have to get through this, or else I have to declare bankruptcy.
Is that a threat?
No, no, no, no. I'm telling you how it is.
Carlos, how many years have you worked here?
- Almost 30 years. - Almost 30 years!
First with my father, and now with me. Have we ever screwed you over?
- No. - Never!
What do you mean, "no"? He's doing it now!
Look Sergio, sell your car, or sell your house.
Sell everything, get a loan.
I can't ask anymore. Nobody will lend me money.
But here. You want my car? Take it.
I owe registration and insurance, but take it. Here.
Sergio, no. It's not like that.
Then what is it like, Carlos?
You want your money?
Then help me, give me a hand.
Help me get through this. Don't threaten to walk out!
You know what, Sergio? I have to support a family.
And so do the others.
We've been patient.
You can either pay us, or we're walking out.
Got it? That's how it is!
- That's how it is? This is all my problem? - It is, boss.
- That's great! Perfect! Just get out! - Okay, fine. Go on!
[Díaz] Shut it down, boys! Huh?
[sighs]
[man] What does Estela say?
She doesn't know details, only what's necessary.
How do you know the guy who loaned you the money?
Through one of the dads at Flor's school, Raul.
You met him at the bat mitzvah.
Brenner is his name.
He's a very dangerous person.
Extremely dangerous.
There's no way I can pay him back.
It's a catastrophe.
Estela and the kids...
What's gonna happen to us?
How is all this gonna end up?
When we had money, I bought some life insurance.
No, please, Sergio. What the hell are you talking about?
I know, I know.
- Careful. - I know.
As hard as this is, you're gonna get through it.
Besides, a lot of people love you. We'll help you.
Buy my house in the country.
- Huh? - I need that money.
You could buy it. Pay me whatever you can.
I'll show him I can pay off some of the money,
and maybe he'll give me an extension.
Would you do it?
- [air puffing] - [phone ringing]
It's perfect.
You can rinse now.
[phone continues ringing]
Hello?
Don't worry, Irene. This won't happen again. I promise you.
Right, Flor?
- Yeah. - Good.
Florencia, could you give us a moment alone?
- Mmm, yeah. - See you in a minute, sweetheart.
Gimme a kiss.
[Irene] Thank you.
How are things at home, Estela?
They're good. We're good. Great.
I don't know what's got into her. It's unusual. Don't know.
I'm asking about her tuition.
I know you've always paid on time,
but it's starting to become somewhat of a problem.
I know, it's a problem. Yes, tonight I'll have a talk with Sergio.
We'll figure something out.
It's fine, no need to rush out and get it right away.
Just... you know how it is.
The interest isn't that much, but it starts to add up after a while.
We'll get it to you today. There shouldn't be a reason to put it off.
It's not a problem.
[honking horn forcefully]
[ambient traffic sounds]
- [Sergio] Incredible. - [Sergio honks horn]
- [beeping horn] Out of the way! - Watch it, asshole!
HUGO BRENNER & ASSOCIATES FINANCIAL ADVISORS
- [tranquil music playing] - [door opens]
Hi, there.
Come with me, please.
- Come on in. - Thanks.
[man chuckling dryly]
That's a good one!
[Sergio] Believe me, Hugo. I have no money.
A friend's buying my country house. He'll give me money.
I'll give it to you and keep adding to it, until I can pay it all back, and...
Enough, Sergio. Relax.
You came here to borrow money, a lot of it, and I gave it to you.
Yes.
Well, now the time has come for you to repay it.
It's not a charity you came to. I'm not running a foundation.
I'm going to pay it back.
[scoffs]
I have no doubt you'll pay it back.
Did you have to send a thug to my daughter's party?
You had a party? That's wonderful.
You don't pay me,
and you throw a party.
Well, look, this has gone on too long.
Next week, I need you to pay me everything.
I won't be able to get it to you by next week. Give me a month.
I've tried everything! I need a month. Next week is impossible!
Sergio,
do you love yourself?
Yes, I do.
[chuckles wryly]
Do you love your family?
[taut, menacing music playing]
I want it all by Monday.
No excuses.
Claudia, we're finished in here.
[distraught music playing]
[unsettling drum line rumbles]
[grunts angrily]
This is expired.
- What? - See? Yesterday.
No. Um, this is a nine, not a four.
[pharmacist] Oh.
Tere, does this look like a four or a nine?
Looks like a four to me, I don't know.
My coworker also says it's a four.
I don't know what she's looking at, but this here's a nine.
I need clonazepam, got it?
I can't give it to you with an expired prescription.
This is a nine right here. Where do you see a four?
How can you see a four when it's a nine?
[music trailing off]
[breathing raggedly]
I'm sorry.
I apologize, everyone.
Please forgive me.
I'm really sorry.
This is a nine right here.
I swear on my children's lives, it's a nine.
Please, I promise.
[Sergio] Hmm?
Thank you.
Thanks.
What's going on?
I got a call from the school because Flor got in a fight with Yamila.
Is it true you're a scammer?
- Where'd you hear that? - It was that Yamila bitch. Who else?
What'd she tell you?
She was saying that you scammed her dad, that you owe him lots of money.
Look at me, honey.
It isn't true.
I'm not a scammer.
- Yamila's dad gave me money... - I explained it. She knows.
- Yeah, but... - It's fine. I explained it.
Honey, go get cleaned, please?
Okay.
Um, Dad?
My necklace broke during the fight.
Give it to me. I'll take it and get it fixed.
It's okay, hmm?
Okay.
[Sergio sighs heavily]
The principal had a talk with me. How many payments do we owe?
I don't know.
What do you mean, you don't know? Two, five, seven? How many?
- Honestly, I have no idea. I don't know. - How are we going to pay?
I went to the lenders, talked to the owner,
and asked for a little time.
But what... Who cares about the lender? Right now, we owe the school and the bank.
To pay the lender first doesn't make sense.
He gets first priority.
- Why? - Because I owe him the most.
The interest rate is killing me.
Gustavo's gonna buy the house.
It's not much.
But I'll start paying people when he gives me the money.
And you're going to start with the lender.
I have to pay the lender first, Estela.
- Don't you listen when I talk to you? - I'm listening to everything you say.
I have to start with the lender.
Okay.
[man] Dayán!
This is for you.
A little incentive.
[menacing music playing]
[door buzzes, opens]
[engine turns over]
I don't think it'll go in.
Let's clean all this up now, okay? Before we set the table.
- Mati, you gonna help me? - [Mati] Yes.
Okay. Let's do it now. Come on.
[menacing music trailing off]
[woman] When do you get the photos from Florencia's bat mitzvah?
They said two weeks.
- Oh, that's fast! - That's what I thought, too. Yeah?
- Yes! - But that's just the samples.
- It usually takes more time, doesn't it? - Do they?
Hey, brother-in-law?
- Delicious. Really delicious. - Estela told me you sold this place.
- Salt for the... Yes, thank you. - Yes, to Gustavo.
That's really great!
So did it cross your mind to pay back the money I loaned you?
Or am I gonna wait forever?
- Diego. Diego, please don't. - Hold on.
You didn't loan me money.
You invested it.
What you gave me was an investment, not a loan.
- You told me it was a sure thing. - We'll discuss this later.
I didn't say sure thing.
I said with imports shut down, we'd be rolling in money.
Imports opened up and you lost. I lost. We all lost!
- You asked for money and I gave it to you. - Diego, I told you not to do this.
- "Diego," my ass! - Diego, please.
- He owes you money, too, Dad! - Diego!
- Diego, stop it, come on! - You gonna fuck my dad over too?
- We'll talk later! - No! Don't "Diego" me! Enough!
This asshole owes me money, and he's playing the fool now.
- Calling me an asshole, you loser? - Yeah!
Stop, stop.
You're just a little parasite, and you're calling me an asshole?
There's nothing inside your head! You've no idea what you're talking about!
[overlapping arguing]
- That's it, now I'm gonna kick your ass. - And I'm gonna kick your ass, parasite!
- I'm gonna kick your ass! - Stop it. This is embarrassing!
- Knock it off! You're both lunatics! - My God! How did this happen?
[woman] Can't we even have one family meal in peace? My God!
Did Gustavo give you the money for the house?
Yes.
He gave me some.
[Estela exhales]
You shouldn't have lied to me.
I didn't lie to you.
Well, you should've just told me everything from the beginning.
I wanted to protect you, Estela.
But I screwed that up, too.
I love you.
- Yeah? - Yes.
I was starting to think you didn't.
[Estela sighs]
We'd better sleep, Sergio.
Thanks, Bea.
[Florencia] I'm heading out.
- Bye, sweetie. - Mmm.
- Bye, sweetheart. - Careful out there.
Have a good day.
- [teasingly] Bye. - Bye.
I'm going, too.
Dad, I made a drawing for you.
Let's see.
[Sergio] Mmm.
- This is great. - You know who it is?
Superman.
No, it's you.
Because both your names start with the same letter.
[chuckles] Look.
Adorable.
It's wonderful. Thank you, my love.
Go brush your teeth, Mati. We'll be leaving soon.
How are you going to carry the money?
Here, in a money belt.
We'll be all right.
We're gonna get through this.
Mm-hmm.
[ambient traffic sounds]
- It's fixed. - Great.
[explosion booms]
[faint clamoring]
[reporter] It was said that the attack against the Jewish Mutual Society,
also referred to as AMIA,
could have been caused by the nearby detonation of a car bomb.
The attorney general made a statement noting that, in the area of the explosion,
a two-and-a-half inch shock absorber was discovered
that had been cleanly snapped in half.
It would be impossible to cause such damage to a part that thick
unless it had been in very close proximity to the explosion.
[reporter continues indistinctly]
[Estela] Hi, Gladys.
Can I please have a quick talk with Sergio?
[Gladys] He hasn't come in yet.
- He hasn't come in? - No, not yet.
Maybe it's because of the AMIA explosion. Have you seen what it's like? It's a mess.
What's that got to do with it?
The financial advisor is in Once.
- Sergio went to Once? - Yes, he had an appointment today.
Do you know the address?
No, but I have the receipts from the parking lot.
[sirens wailing]
[sirens continue wailing]
[agitated overlapping chatter]
[overlapping clamoring, shouting continue]
[Estela] Excuse me. Excuse me.
Please let me through. I'm looking for my husband.
See the police officer? He has a list of names.
- That one? - [firefighter] Yes.
- Name. - Angélica Sawors.
- Here. Clínicas Hospital. - My husband. Sergio Dayán.
Sergio Dayán. No. No, ma'am. No. He's not on here.
- [woman] And my husband? - I don't know, ma'am.
It's possible they moved him and didn't get his name.
Sergio's not on the list of the dead.
They said some of them might still be wandering around, in shock.
[Estela's father] That's good.
No, it's not good, Dad. They're still pulling out bodies.
- The kids are sleeping, Bea? - Yes, yes. They went to bed early, ma'am.
[sniffles]
[breathes shakily]
I don't know what I'm going to tell them in the morning.
[exhales raggedly]
[door opens]
Go get some rest, Bea, it's late.
- Good night. - Good night.
[door closing]
[Bea] Ma'am?
- Ma'am? - Hmm?
Hello?
This is she.
[indistinct distraught chatter]
[multiple phones ringing]
[weeping, wailing]
- Excuse me. - [man] Yes?
I'm Estela Dayán.
They called me this morning and told me to come in.
- Uh, are you family? - Yes.
I'm looking for my husband, Sergio Dayán. He hasn't been found.
Sergio Dayán.
Follow me.
[phone trilling]
These are all the unidentified.
I know it can be difficult, but there's no other way.
Take your time.
[breathing shakily]
[sniffling weepily]
No.
He's not there. He's none of those.
Okay. Take a seat over there, please.
Take your time. Here are the photos.
Take a look. Examine them.
If you recognize anyone, let me know, okay? I'll be here.
[sobbing]
- He's my brother. - I'm so very sorry for your loss, ma'am.
- [sobbing] - Come with me.
I know it's not a good time, but there's a form you need to fill out.
[restrained sob]
[man sobbing]
Ma'am?
[gasps]
[choked sobbing]
[low, ambient rumbling]
[faint ringing]
[distant muffled whirring]
[muffled whirring clarifies]
[disorienting music playing]
[faint, muffled clamoring]
[muffled sirens wailing in distance]
[muffled heartbeat thumping]
[heartbeat continuing]
[muffled] Sir. Sir. Come here.
Let me see how bad you're hurt. Can you hear me?
You're bleeding, come with me.
We need an ambulance!
Come on. We're almost there.
[at regular volume] He's got a head wound.
Come on.
You okay?
Injured.
- Let's go! - [man 1] Go!
- [man 2] Hurry up! - [man 3] Let's go. Let's go.
Help him up.
- He's going into cardiac arrest. - Yes. Come on!
More oxygen, please.
Come on! More oxygen, please! As much as he can take, come on!
- Oxygen! Oxygen! More! More! More! - [monitor beeping frantically]
[man 3] Still not responding.
[ambulance siren wailing]
[man 3] Hang in there. Okay, buddy?
The oxygen's slowing. He's gone all the way, right?
Come on, come on, come on.
Come on, hang in there. Please, hang in there! Come on!
[faint chatter]
[doctor] Look here for me. That's good.
Good. Looking good, that's perfect.
You know what day it is?
- Do you know the day? - Yes.
Tell me, please. Relax.
- Monday. - Yes.
Very good. Do you know the date?
What's today's date?
- Uh, 18th July. - Yes, good.
Listen to me. You're fine. You aren't badly hurt.
You can go home as soon as we stitch you up.
Relax. You're gonna be fine, okay?
We're going to give you a little local anesthetic, then...
[woman 1] You have to see him!
[agitated indistinct chatter]
[woman 2] Excuse me, I'm looking for my husband.
[line connect tone drones]
[line tone continues droning]
[unsettling, distraught music playing]
TAXI CREDENTIALS HOLDER
[announcer speaking faintly over PA]
[unsettling music playing]
[music intensifies]
[music subsides]
BUS TERMINAL
[taut, suspenseful music playing]
PABLITO'S CLOTHING ALL SEASONS UNISEX
- Hello. - Hello.
I heard you could get me across to Paraguay.
That's... not easy to do.
I could pay a hundred.
[distraught music continuing]
[music trails off, subsides]
FOUR MONTHS LATER
[man] We met on the way to Caacupé.
It was like something out of one of those romantic movies.
Our eyes met, she asked me for some water.
It was love at first sight.
What else can I say? We fell in love, ya know?
[Sergio] And where are you from?
[man] I'm from around here. From Fernando de la Mora.
The people are really good people.
- Really good. - Oh, yeah?
They'll make you a soup that's to die for. So delicious.
"EL GORDO" HOME APPLIANCES
Nicolás, did you get an invoice for that?
- Yes, I'll leave it in the office. - Good.
BUS STOP
[bus engine idling]
YESSIKA LODGINGS 24 HOURS
Happy birthday, Mati.
[puffs]
- Blow harder! - [woman] Come on! You can do it!
- [all cheering] - [woman] Happy birthday!
I love you.
[lively chatter in distance]
[Diego] I talked to the lawyer.
It's been long enough, Estela.
It's about time you accept Sergio's dead and claim the life insurance.
You can't go on like this.
What happened to the body, then?
You know what they said.
If the explosion was close...
But if the police found his briefcase, where was his body?
[Diego sighs]
How are you, Estela?
- How are you? - Come on in.
Thank you.
I'm not able to pay you, Irene.
I'm sorry to be so blunt, but there's no way.
It's okay, Estela. That's why I asked you to come.
To tell you the school board had a meeting.
They decided the school won't add any more stress
to what you're going through.
So we're providing scholarships for both your children.
It's one less thing you have to worry about.
[sobbing]
Hi, Nicolás. Gordo wants to talk to you.
Hey.
Nicolás, some Argentinians were here and they wanna buy 20 sound systems,
so I want you to deliver them and take care of the entire deal, okay?
No, no. Don't make me do that.
- Please, I told you. - What's your problem with your countrymen?
They rub me up the wrong way. I don't wanna do it.
No, no. I told you. I don't want to work with Argentinians.
You know you're costing me sales, don't you?
Ask me to do anything else, just not that.
Curepa, don't worry about my husband.
Whenever he starts his celery diet, he loses his temper.
He'll get over it by tomorrow.
You'll have to tell me your secrets one day, yeah?
[traffic rumbling]
BUS STOP
Hey.
[indistinct chatter]
[tense, erratic music playing]
[sighs heavily]
LIFE INSURANCE HOLDER
- Thank you. Goodbye. - You too.
- How are you today, ma'am? - Hi. How are you?
I'm good.
- I need you to sign here, please. - Okay.
I wanted to thank you on behalf of all of us,
and tell you that we're all very sorry.
Sergio was someone I really appreciated.
I can assure you that Sergio...
[sighs wearily]
I need one.
- Thank you. - How's it going?
Nearly there. I've paid almost everything.
All that's left is the lender. Brenner.
Did he call you?
No, but I found the address book with his info.
- Shall we? - Just play dumb.
How can I play dumb, Paula? No, we owe him the most money.
I don't want him showing up one day looking for interest.
I just don't want any surprises.
I want to get everything settled and finish all this once and for all.
[door opens]
[woman] Hello.
- Oh, hi. - Please, follow me.
Yes.
Come in.
Hugo Brenner.
- Estela. - Please, have a seat.
Have we met before?
We saw each other at the courthouse, when I went to identify my sister.
Ah.
She worked at the AMIA?
No.
She worked with me, but every morning on her way in, she'd walk past the AMIA.
I'm so sorry.
Thank you.
I'm sorry for your loss as well.
I assume you came here to talk about the debt he owed us.
Yes.
I never imagined we'd be having a meeting like this.
He spoke well of you.
Thank you.
Uh, yes.
Sergio left this unresolved, so I wanna work it out.
So... that's why I came to ask you
if you could set me up with some sort of a plan
or a payment schedule or something to that effect?
I don't know how much we owe you, but...
The debt was your husband's doing,
not yours.
Forget it. You owe me nothing.
Nothing?
Nothing.
The matter is closed. There is no debt.
I'm sorry, I just...
I don't know what to say. I wasn't expecting this.
Well, thank you.
Well.
- Again, thanks for this. - My pleasure.
You know Sergio was coming here when he died.
I'm sorry?
My husband had some money for you,
and was killed the same way as your sister.
[tense music playing]
[woman] Pig leather.
Curé piré.
It's because the Argentinians, back during the war...
Nicolás, I need you to deliver some watches to Cascavel.
- Where's that? - In Brazil.
I can't do it. I don't have papers.
- Still don't have an ID? - Mm-mmm.
- We'll take care of that, okay? - Sure.
Hey! [chuckles]
[intercom buzzing]
Yes?
This is she.
- Hello. - Hi there.
Is something wrong?
Honestly, I didn't know if I should come or not. But I couldn't let this go.
I don't follow.
If a patient of yours is on his way to an appointment
and he gets hit by a car outside your office,
are you responsible?
No, of course not.
So why did you tell me what you told me the other day?
When you were leaving my office,
you told me your husband died on his way to pay me money he owed me.
Like I had something to do with it.
- As if I... - Look, I don't know what I said...
Maybe I said it wrong,
but I don't hold you responsible for anything at all.
Okay, I'm sorry.
Wait a minute.
Why does it matter to you what I think?
I don't know.
[lively, festive music plays in distance]
Curepa! Well, you came.
I didn't think you'd show up. Come on in.
Merry Christmas.
- Thank you for inviting me. - Don't mention it. Glad you could make it.
Come, I'll introduce you to the whole family.
They're all half-drunk, but that doesn't matter.
Nicolás! Excellent!
My favorite curepa. Everyone, Nicolás works with me at the store.
- Everybody say hi. - Hi, everyone.
[all calling out in greeting]
Come on, have a seat.
- Make room for our guest. - Someone pass me a plate for Nicolás.
And a clean glass and something to drink. Everything.
- Give him a bit of everything. - We'll load up his plate.
Here. What would you like?
I've got the potatoes.
Soup, bread... Where's the cornbread?
- It's over here. - Thank you so much.
Nicolás, try the Paraguayan soup. My mom made it.
It's really good.
[Gordo] Give him more, you cheapskate. Come on, give him more.
[overlapping, animated chatter]
Thanks, Gordo.
- Thanks for the invitation. - [Gordo] You're always welcome.
Thank you so much.
Here, have some.
Oh, I didn't get to try that one yet.
[all toasting] Curepa!
[overlapping chatter continues]
- [cheering] - [partygoer 1] Merry Christmas!
[partygoer 2, echoing] Fantastic! Fantastic!
[gentle, lively music playing]
[fireworks popping]
Merry Christmas. Take a look at what Santa Claus brought you.
Thank you.
I shouldn't ask you how you got these, right?
You officially exist in Paraguay now.
ID card and driver's license.
Nicolás Nieto,
will you tell me a secret about you?
Mm-hmm.
Once, I had a family like this.
Close.
Beautiful, like yours.
I miss them very much.
[Gordo, chortling] Ho, ho, ho!
[partygoer laughing uproariously]
[partygoer] Gordo!
Santa Claus is supposed to come down the chimney!
What chimney, dumbass? I can barely fit through the door.
[Gordo chortling] Ho, ho, ho!
- [coughing] - [partygoer] There he goes!
[Gordo coughing forcefully]
Stop, stop! Enough, cut it out.
Hey, Santa, you all right?
- Gordo! - [Gordo's wife] Gordo? Gordo!
[panicked clamoring]
[Gordo's wife] Gordo! Wait, wait!
Wait, loosen his belt! Take it all off him. Bring water!
Someone get water. Breathe. Breathe!
Relax! Get this off! Get it off! Take off his boots.
- [priest] May the Lord be with you. - [mourners] And also with you.
[priest]...name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
[mourners] Amen.
[Sergio] Do you need any help with anything?
Could you get a little more coffee?
I could manage the shop for a few days if you'd like, until you're ready.
Thank you.
Darling, you know what? I'm going to get more coffee, okay? Stay with him.
He'll stay with you.
[mourners continue weeping]
[Estela] Okay, wait for me to get on, and then I'll help you.
There! And... jump, sweetie!
Ah, welcome aboard! Hello!
[Brenner chuckling] How are you? Hello.
All good? Hello.
- How are you? - Good? You made it okay?
Yes, it was perfect.
[Brenner] There you go. Hold it steady.
There. Straight ahead. That way.
Great! The boat is yours, it's yours.
So if it's yours,
that makes you the captain.
[laughing]
Quite a look, huh?
Look at Mati.
[both laughing]
[Estela] Good job, kiddo!
[Brenner] There you go. Full steam ahead.
[Brenner] There.
I like your new friend, Mom. How do you know each other?
[Brenner] Ease up here.
From life.
[Brenner] Good.
[Brenner] Great, huh?
Hello.
[tuts] There. There you go.
Swallow. Swallow.
Good. There you go. It's okay.
- See you later. - See you.
- Have a good day. - Thank you.
- Morning, boss. - Hi, Miguel.
- Roxi. - Morning, boss.
- Good morning. - Hi, gorgeous.
How did you sleep without me?
- Good. - When are you ever going to say bad? Huh?
- Listen, not this. Take it off for me. - Thanks, boss.
A gift with your order. What do you think?
- No? Look! - What am I gonna do with this?
If you're gonna give me a gift, do it right. Give me this one.
Would you sell me one of those watches, boss?
For the price you paid?
What for? Yours works fine.
It's for my friend who lives in Buenos Aires. He asked me.
Why didn't you ask me before, when I was buying the others?
- It's fine. I'll give you one. - Excellent! Thanks, boss.
Whatever it is you need from Buenos Aires, my friend can arrange it.
[moaning, panting]
Ah, so good, so sexy, my curepa. Mmm!
Will you spend the night?
I have to take care of the dog.
Ugh, but that dog's whole life is just eating, shitting, and suffering.
One more time?
- Mmm. - Mmm... Just one more?
No?
I have to go.
Okay. Then I'm gonna shower.
[shower running]
There you go.
[dog whimpering weakly]
- Good morning, boss. - Hi, Miguel.
Good morning.
Hi, gorgeous. How did you sleep without me?
Good.
When are you ever gonna say bad?
Gorgeous, I need you to buy some chicken. I'm making vorí vorí.
If you'd like some, you're more than welcome.
How much?
Uh, two. Two is good.
- I'll go now. - Sure.
[bustling chatter]
[low, jolting stinger]
No!
No! No! No! No! You're a dead man!
- No! No! No! No! No! No! No! - Come here! Beatriz, please.
This can't be happening.
- Beatriz, relax. - No! Let me go! No!
Relax. Relax. Relax. Look at me.
- No. No. - Look at me.
[sobbing, shuddering]
I am alive.
I'm alive.
No, but you can't...
You knew things were bad.
My family was about to end up on the street.
I had no choice. I did it for them. I did it for Estela and the kids.
You can't mention this to anyone.
Nothing at all to anyone. It could be dangerous for my family.
They could be badly hurt.
I don't exist, understand?
Yes. Yes. [breathing raggedly]
- Yes. Yes. - Can I trust you, Bea?
I won't tell anyone, sir.
I'd never do anything that would hurt those children. I never would.
Never.
The Lord protect you, sir.
[intense, dramatic music continuing]
[music trailing off]
[ambient traffic noise]
[door rattling]
[taut, suspenseful music playing]
FLORENCIA DAYÁN SEARCH WITH GOOGLE
- Sir. - Thank you.
Don't... [clears throat] Don't go yet, Roxi. What, what...
What's Facebook? What do you know about it?
Um, it's to find people.
You send them a friend request, and if they accept, you can talk to them.
Okay, but how does it work?
[woman] Nicolás...
What's the matter?
What's going on with you?
Nothing.
Yes, there is.
You've been acting weird.
You were weird after the market, now you're going on Facebook.
Tell me. Tell me what's happened.
- I'm okay. - No, no, no. You're not okay, you're not.
Your soul is in a lot of pain, and you don't want to share with anyone.
Do you want me to leave?
No, but I want you to do whatever you must
to get this pain off your chest.
I love you, no matter what, you know that.
But you're like a shadow.
You've had a dog 15 years and you never named her.
I don't want to see you suffer any more.
[sighs]
Do what you have to do.
I GRADUATED! I'M AN ARCHITECT
Hmm.
FLORENCIA DAYÁN'S PHOTOS UNTITLED ALBUM
[sweeping, emotional music playing]
[woman] What do you think?
[man] I don't know the capacity. It seems good.
- The Naútico is huge. - [woman] Yeah.
Oh, yeah? 300 people? 400?
I don't know exactly, but I remember like it was yesterday.
Well, well, well! Congratulations!
- [laughs] It was about time, huh? - About time for what? I'm only 27!
- Congratulations. - Thanks, blockhead.
- Say hi to your brother-in-law. - Hey, brother!
Congrats, I hope you're doing well.
- Good to see you. - You too.
Congratulations, beautiful! Gimme a hug!
Thank you.
- Hi, Mom. - I'm so happy.
- [Brenner] Yes, of course. - Look.
Oh! Let me see.
[Florencia] Isn't it pretty?
Congratulations, princess.
Congratulations.
I wish you all the happiness in the world.
I think that what we want is to do something nice, but not too over the top.
Yeah, normal. Something normal.
Something normal? What's normal? A wedding is a wedding, don't you think?
- Mom... - No? You hear that, Hugo?
Hmm? What happened?
They want "something normal."
Ah! Well, if you're marrying a princess,
then normal means that no expense will be spared.
That's what I was saying.
If you're paying for her wedding, might as well buy me an apartment, too.
- Maybe we should buy you a car too, huh? - [Florencia] Bring someone home first.
[Mati] Shut up, jerk.
[Florencia] Shut up! I wanna know.
- [Mati] Too bad! - See what I mean?
[computer dings]
NOTIFICATIONS FLORENCIA SHARED A NEW VIDEO.
- [Florencia laughing] No! - [man] Florencia, come on. Let me see.
- Sweetheart. - Hey! What?
Look at me. What are you doing?
I was looking for photos for the video,
and I found my bat mitzvah album.
And my dad's in a lot of them.
- [man] What would you say if he were here? - No. What? No, I won't say anything.
- Come on, no! - [man] Tell me one thing.
- Come on, sweetie. - [man] What would you say?
- Nothing! No. - [man] Tell me. Flor...
- Um... I don't know. - [man] This is for us.
That I miss him a lot.
[man] Into the camera?
- [Florencia] No. Stop. - [man] I'm doing a close up.
- Hey! - This is just for us. That's all.
Um, okay.
Hi, Dad.
Um, I wanted to tell you that...
that I miss you so much.
So much.
[Sergio weeps softly]
And if I had one wish,
it'd be that you were here.
With me.
That on my wedding day, you'd walk me to the chuppah.
So wherever you are, Father,
you'll be my favorite person, always.
[Sergio weeping]
[emotionally] I love you with all of my heart.
- Okay, enough. - Come on, honey.
- Look at me. - That's it. No, look. What for?
[Sergio pounds laptop shut]
[sorrowful music playing]
VETERINARY CLINIC
[sobbing]
- Good morning. Hello. - Good morning.
- Morning. - [receptionist] You can go on in.
Hey.
You're leaving.
I thought it was weird when you didn't show up for work.
So, I came here.
Weren't you gonna say goodbye?
No, no, no, no, no, I would have. I was going to come to the store.
What's your wife's name?
[poignant, somber music playing]
Curepa.
Take care, okay?
[dramatic, bittersweet music playing]
What if we paid for their honeymoon?
A surprise honeymoon vacation to Thailand, or someplace exotic like that.
Something they'd enjoy.
- You know? - Can we please change the subject?
- To what? - I don't know.
Ever since Flor told us about the wedding, that's all you talk about.
What's the matter with you?
Something's going on. It's not just 'cause I'm preoccupied with the wedding.
Come on.
I don't know what's going on, but I'm not the cause.
Is it something at work, or what?
There's nothing going on.
Why does there have to be something going on?
- [brakes screech] - [abrupt thud]
God damn it.
You okay?
[pants] Yes.
Sorry. I'm really sorry about this.
- Why would you brake like that? - It stalled on me.
What?
- Give me your information, please. - I'll go get it for you.
[door opens]
[door closes]
It's a matter of safety, honey.
You've seen what things are like in this country.
I don't care. I don't care. Think about Victoria.
What if she opens the glovebox and picks it up? I can't think about it.
- Okay, tomorrow. - Get it the fuck out of here.
- Yes, tomorrow I'll get rid of it. - No, not tomorrow. Tonight.
Okay.
- There you go. - Perfect.
Thanks.
[beeping]
[Florencia] Hi.
You've reached Florencia and Ariel's house.
We're not home right now.
Leave a message for us after the beep if you'd like.
We'll call you back later.
[phone beeps]
[engine turns over]
[tense, mysterious music playing]
[Mati] The cards are going there? Not with the photos?
[Florencia] No, not with the photos. With the, uh...
[Florencia continues speaking faintly]
- Careful with that one. - [Mati] I have to move this.
[Florencia] Okay, go ahead. Look what I brought!
- [Mati] Aw! - Yes, when we went to the coast.
- Remember? - [Mati laughs] I do.
- Did you see the lamp? - [Mati] Thanks, Jorge.
The lamp is the one...
- When we were kids. Yes. - ...that was on the nightstand?
[Florencia] Thanks.
[gasps softly]
I'm heading out now. Gotta pick up coffee for the office.
Want me to take Victoria to school?
Yeah, if you don't mind.
[Mati] Vicky! Let's go, we're in a hurry.
What's the matter?
Matías has a gun, as well?
Of course not. What, do you think I'm stupid?
Now why would I give him a gun?
[phone ringing]
I don't want Mati to work with you anymore.
Okay, I'll talk to him.
Thank you.
And I don't think you're stupid. I just asked a question.
[tense, uneasy music playing]
[Mati] Vicky!
Vicky.
Don't walk away like that. You scared me. Want a cookie?
- [Vicky] Yes. - Make sure to share, okay?
- [Vicky] Okay. - [Mati, teasingly] Okay.
If you don't, your tummy will hurt.
Just grabbing these. Thank you.
[check-out scanner beeping]
[Mati] Hurry. We're gonna be late.
- [Vicky] Okay. - [Mati, teasingly] Okay.
- Shall we? - [Vicky] Yeah.
[elegant, dramatic music playing]
[Sergio] Hi, Miguel Ángel.
Yes. Everything's great here.
Listen, you said you had a friend in Buenos Aires?
You said he could get his hands on anything?
[elegant, dramatic music intensifies]
I APOLOGIZE TO WHOEVER FINDS MY BODY. NICOLÁS NIETO
[no audible dialogue]
[door opens]
[tender, poignant music playing]
[sour, discordant audio distortions]
[dark, distressing music building]
[breathing raggedly]
[disorienting music playing]
[strained wheezing]
[screams]
[disorienting music continuing]
[Brenner speaking indistinctly]
[disorienting music intensifies]
[music trails off]
[faint upbeat clamoring]
[clamoring intensifies]
[upbeat pop music playing]
[pop music playing faintly in distance]
[disco-pop music playing]
Thank you.
Auntie!
[excited clamoring]
Hey!
[excited chatter in distance]
[Brenner] You look gorgeous tonight.
[Estela laughing]
- Don't tell anybody I said that. - Okay.
[music playing faintly]
...business is about three things.
First, location, second, location, and third, location. The rest is bullshit.
[door opens]
[door closes]
[Sergio breathing shallowly]
[dark, foreboding music playing]
Are you threatening me?
You like playing with fire? If you screw with me,
it's gonna end very badly for you and your partners. Got that?
[cocks gun]
[harsh, disorienting music intensifying]
[Mati] Dad?
[music halts]
You gotta lay off the whiskey a bit, huh?
[Brenner chuckles] Eh, It's a party, son.
[Mati] Maybe a glass of water at least?
- Water? What's that? - [both laughing]
- [Brenner] It's against my principles. - [Mati] Six glasses, seven, eight.
- Water? Quit messing around. - Old man.
[Mati] Mom was asking me about work.
[Brenner] Oh? What'd you tell her?
- Told her it's fine. - Mmm.
Okay, but... keep an eye out.
For what?
[Brenner] Well, anything out of the ordinary.
Trust me, okay? You never know with these people.
Oh. One more thing, kiddo.
We'll talk about it more later, but find something else to do.
I'm thinking finance isn't for you anymore.
- Why? - I think it was a good start for you,
to earn a bit of cash.
But that's enough. Travel the world, enjoy life. Live well.
- But Dad... - No "Dad" nothing.
Either you go. or I'll kick you out.
Finance earns you money, that's all.
You're made for much more, Mati.
For so much more.
[Mati sighs] Let's talk about it later, all right?
I love you a lot, kiddo.
I love you a lot too, Dad.
[aching, distraught music playing]
[Mati] Shall we?
[Brenner] Hey! Hey! Hey!
Wash your hands!
[pop music playing, muffled]
[aching, distraught music continues]
[sinister, discordant notes playing]
[jangly, discordant notes intensify]
[pop music playing]
["I Feel Love" by Donna Summer playing]
♪ I feel love ♪
[echoing] ♪ I feel love... ♪
[poignant music building]
[singer vocalizing, trailing off]
[indistinct chatter]
[music playing faintly in distance]
[Brenner] Don't worry about it. Go on.
[breathing raggedly]
Sergio?
[gasps]
Sergio?
Forgive me.
[Estela] No! No!
No!
[Sergio groaning]
Sergio!
[Estela breathing shakily]
[Estela] Please, stay with me.
[tearfully] Look at me. No, no. Look at me.
Please, stay.
Don't go, Sergio, please don't leave me.
[distorted, muffled] Look at me, please!
Look at me, Sergio, please, my love.
[poignant, dramatic music playing]
REST IN PEACE
[somber outro music playing]