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We didn't check this one, did we?
-Which one? -Look. This one's cool.
Let's see.
-It's cool. It's near the beach. -Yeah, it's nice.
-Oh no. No. -What's wrong?
No teenagers allowed.
-Well… -We no longer qualify as teenagers.
Not anymore.
We don't?
I don't think so.
We're women now.
Women.
This place is amazing. I love coming here.
Hey. What's wrong?
Are we feeling sad?
Here.
I can't believe we're already planning my farewell trip.
Yeah, but Tati, it's what you dreamt of.
And it's awesome.
Plus, you'll come visit every summer.
Every winter, actually.
Yeah, true.
I mean, if anything happens and you want to come back,
we'll be here, waiting for you. Okay?
What should we toast to?
Well…
Let's toast to all the beautiful things waiting for us.
-I like that. -Yes. To that.
Here we go.
-You make it so strong! -It's got a kick, huh?
I love you, girls.
Love you.
Okay.
That's too much love.
Over the top.
What's that?
Hey, have you ever seen anything like that?
No.
Raise the anchor and unfurl the sail.
Let's go.
The GPS is dead!
Tati!
Tati!
Tati, something's wrong with Loli!
Power now!
No more blackouts!
POWER NOW
You don't need a car
Watches that cost half a million bucks
Four high-paying jobs
Or to be a TV star
No, no, no, no, man
Don't do that, because it's wrong
I told you.
Why did we bring the car?
I need one open lane.
-Officer. -I understand, ma'am.
-I'm sorry, officer. -I understand--
We're in that car over there, headed nearby.
-Can't we pass through the bus lane? -No. Impossible. Make a U-turn.
It's a few blocks. Don't make us turn around.
No, please. Everyone has to.
What are you doing, motherfucker? What the hell?
I was supposed to have the place in six months. It's been over a year.
What did you expect? We know each other very well.
-I trust Lucas. -Right.
But it's a lot of money.
I want either the apartment or the money.
Tell him. Talk to him. Just confront him.
Want me to do it?
-No, no way. -I don't mind.
This is between me and him.
-We'll figure it out. -Okay. Fine.
No.
No. I don't have any money.
I don't have any money. Really, I don't…
Talk about not taking a no for an answer.
This is pure chaos, man.
And?
Hard no. We'll have to turn around.
Thanks for trying, anyway. Turn around where, exactly?
Go that way. There.
Is the AC on?
-Want me to turn it off? -The opposite. Turn it up, I'm melting.
It's on full blast.
It needs more gas, then.
-Fucking shit. -What's wrong?
-I forgot the whiskey. -Order it now.
-Where did you move to? -Lansing, Michigan.
What do you do there?
I have a small drywall installation company.
Is that going well?
Great. Plus, you can make ends meet, unlike here.
Right.
Oh, Argentina. Tough country.
When I left, there were cacerolazos, and 20 years later, it's the same story.
Maybe you bring bad luck.
Think about it.
What a night, huh?
Reports indicate that the blackout has also affected a nursing home
that is currently struggling to assist their residents.
There are even people with disabilities
who have had no power supply for three days now.
And no water either, of course.
Every call to the power company is forwarded to voicemail,
no explanation given.
Vicente, the people stand with you.
-What's up, dude? -How are you?
-Leave it back there to your left. -Okay.
This country suffers power cuts every summer.
It is a recurring situation for which we still cannot find a solution.
Emergency on the north side.
-Doesn't he own a broom? -Show some respect.
…see the flames engulfing the electrical substation…
That explains the fire truck sirens.
-It's the one nearby. -Yes.
…the presence of asbestos.
About 15 fire crews…
-I'll leave you the keys, Vicente. -Okay.
-Bye, Vicente. -Bye.
-Bye. -Let's go.
That shit is carcinogenic.
Oh, guys. Did you order something today?
-Yeah, a bottle of whiskey. -Okay, great.
-You can still hear the ruckus. Listen. -Yeah.
Listen, don't touch anything. He hates it.
-Is it okay that I've come? -Yes.
Look, Tano pontificating as usual, huh?
Tano!
Lucas, don't trust him! He didn't make it. He bought it at San Telmo.
Shut up, you good-for-nothing!
He has a short fuse.
Oh, please.
I had a colonoscopy done once, and it's very similar.
Hi!
-Hi! -Gringa!
-Here. -How are you?
Thank you.
Remember Omar, my brother-in-law?
Yes. You've been here before.
With your wonderful wife. How is she?
You should ask her.
Sorry.
When things don't work out, it's best to stay apart, right?
Go, the guys are downstairs.
-Come this way. -Excuse me.
-Want some help? -Yes.
PHONE BOOK A-Z
Does Tano know you're throwing all this away?
2003.
What does he need them for?
He likes keeping things "just in case."
Yes, but I'm getting worried. I fear he's turning into a hoarder.
Oh, come on. They're only phone books. It's not a Greek tragedy.
For you, it isn't.
No, I can't believe it.
-What do I do? -Play low.
Done.
And?
You're taking so long, they'll disintegrate.
Slow and steady wins the race.
Should I play low or…?
Yeah.
-Good. -Look at that mop of hair, Ruso!
-Valderrama has nothing on you. -No, that's me.
I know.
Old times.
Well…
-Are we playing or not? -I'll go.
-I won't call it. -No.
Envido.
Nothing here.
-Let them play first. -Did I hear something?
I think I heard "Envido."
You misheard me. I said, "Real envido."
-Wait, Tano. Don't get upset. -No.
-He's setting you up. -No, Luqui. I won't get upset.
Let me handle it.
Falta envido, damn it.
You don't have shit. You're bluffing.
I don't have shit, except the balls to call it.
You do? You don't say. He's bluffing.
Wanna see?
I do.
Thirty-two.
Goddamn it.
What about your signal?
Goddamn it, I have 32. And the first always beats the rest!
-Well done, Polsky. -I told you. You need at least 33 points.
Fuck it! What did you expect? It's kill or be killed.
-No! -Favalli!
Favalli!
Hey, this mask is amazing.
Is it a military mask? Where did you get it?
It's a memento from Europe. It's very dear to me.
Put it back, please.
I told you not to touch his stuff.
Sorry. My bad.
Put it back. Go on.
Can I use your bathroom?
-Yes. It's upstairs, next to the kitchen. -Okay.
Hey, Ruso. I don't mind, but next time, give me a heads-up. Okay?
Yeah.
He's a bit dim-witted, but he's a good guy.
I felt sorry for him, so I brought him.
-Yes, but we had made plans. -Yeah.
-Okay. -Hey, I'll put on another record.
Go ahead.
My pick this time.
The banging outside doesn't stop, huh?
Yes. The other day, it lasted till the wee hours.
ELENA MESSAGE - LOCATION
I don't know about you, but my throat is very dry.
-Mine too. -Yes.
Why don't you track the delivery guy?
He must be close.
-Did you order the whiskey or not? -Of course.
-Check. -Okay.
Luquitas, we need to talk about the apartment.
Yes. I'll tell you something you'll really like.
It's here.
-The whiskey is here! -There's Vicente.
-There we go. -Our liquid element!
Good.
-How are you? -Vicente.
Here it is.
-He's the best. -Thank you, Vicente!
That's what I like about our opponents.
They know they're losing, yet keep trying.
-Oh, come on. -Nice!
Is it just thunder or are we going to get wet?
Golden showers are coming.
I didn't bring a raincoat nor rubbers, my package will get soaked.
I wanna cry.
Ruso!
They've been saying the same crap for 30 years.
My package.
Can I have some, Ruso?
In a minute.
Do you play with flor?
Only players can speak. Did you know that?
You didn't?
No.
Okay.
-Play that one if you want. -I'll play low, Luqui.
-Okay. Play yours later. -I'll play low.
He's fishing.
-Oh no. -Saved by the bell.
I can hear you, though.
-Bad timing. -I can hear you.
-Don't touch anything, we'll play later. -Yes, relax. Relax.
I don't have any… My phone died.
-You? -No way, mine too.
Omarcito, what about yours?
Mine's dead too. The battery was at 100%. Weird.
Juan, there's a flashlight over there. Take it.
Ouch, burnt my finger.
-Let's see. -No?
Dead too? I'll fix it.
Don't worry. I'll fix it.
There we go.
-Saved by the blackout. -What?
-You were scared shitless. -He's laughing.
-I am. -He's crazy.
-I wanna see the look on your face. -No.
-We'll wipe that evil smile off your face. -Yours and Raulito's.
-You have an evil smile. -I don't.
Someone had to tell you.
Shut up for a second.
-What? -Listen.
-What are they banging now? -What's that?
Alfredo!
Ana, damn it.
What's wrong?
Coming!
Something's wrong with Vicente.
I was looking out the window, and saw him collapse.
Maybe it's a heart attack?
Here.
Ana, where are the keys?
On the table.
Fuck, I told you to leave them here.
There's something in the air.
It looks like ash.
It's snowing, it seems.
Snowing in summer?
Maybe it's what we saw on the news.
The fire at the power station.
You mean this is asbestos?
Tano.
Maybe that hurt Vicente?
-Don't. -We can't leave him. He may be alive.
There's something toxic in the air.
He didn't stop.
Hey, what the hell is going on?
It was cars crashing, then.
Omar.
Call Flavia. Call home.
It's dead, bro.
Use the landline.
It's dead.
It looks like a cemetery out there.
Did you open any windows upstairs?
No. No, I had the AC on.
Go check.
And bring blankets, bedsheets, whatever.
We need to cover the windows, keep the particles out.
Lucas, come with me.
Juan, draw all the curtains.
Ruso, the candles!
Give me the lighter, bro. Give it.
It's freezing cold.
Ruso, come here. Come.
-Help us. -Flavia and the kids are alone.
Yeah, I wanna know where Clara is too. Come on, snap out of it. Please.
-Flavia and the kids are alone. -Relax, bro. Relax.
I told you it's dead, Ruso. Help out, come on.
Flavia walks the dog at this hour.
You live in La Paternal. The ash probably hasn't spread there yet.
Why do you say that? You know it's not true.
Excuse me?
How do you know he's lying? Do you know something we don't?
I don't. But lying to him like he's a kid won't help.
Don't you see he's in shock?
-I'm fed up with you two. -Oh yeah?
You smart-asses think you know best and have been messing with me all night.
-Yes. -I'm out of here.
-How are you gonna get out? -I don't know.
I'll put on a waterproof or insulated jacket and get the hell out.
What the fuck, dumbass? Can't you see he's upset?
You think you can insult me because it's your house?
-Yes! -It's not my house, but I agree with him.
And what are you? Truco World Champions?
I need to go home.
-Where are you going? -I need to go home.
-We can't play like that! -Don't open the door, Ruso!
Let go of me!
-What are you doing? -No!
-Ruso! -Close it, Juan!
Close it!
No!
-No! -Oh my, Ruso…
Why did he leave?
Why don't you ask this son of a bitch?
What, you idiot?
It's your fault, damn it. It's your fault!
-Stop it. -What?
You messed with his head, you son of a bitch!
You messed with his head, you son of a bitch!
Thirty years of friendship. I didn't see it coming.
Ruso wasn't the impulsive kind.
Nobody saw it coming.
Thanks.
I might as well drink it too.
Not a single light on in the neighborhood.
Ana.
Did Vicente collapse just like Ruso?
In the exact same way.
Dear God…
So all the people on the street…
Clara.
Maybe she figured it out just like we did.
I only hope she's at her mother's.
And safe.
That shutter is driving me crazy.
Be careful with him. Let's hope he doesn't snap too.
Omar.
-Cover yourself up, or you'll freeze. -Thanks.
What was that?
Open up!
Is someone there? Help, please!
-Help, please! -The passage.
-Help me, Juan. -Help!
-Yes. -Come, let's move this.
Wait. Hold on.
There.
There we go.
That's it.
-What's on the other side? -The garage.
Are you kidding? My car's in there. I could have left a while ago.
We forgot all about it. We've never used it.
Please, let me in! That thing killed the man!
We have the key to the lock.
Yes, I think so.
It's freezing out here, I'm cold! Please!
-Help! -Do you know which one it is?
-Please! -No.
There are too many.
-Yes. -Help!
Let's see.
Please, I'm freezing!
-It's gotta be one of those. -Stop chatting. Open the door!
Relax! It's not that easy.
Who is this person? A friend of Vicente?
-Not that I know of. -Maybe she left her car there.
I'm the delivery girl. I delivered your whiskey.
Wait, that doesn't add up. The app said it was a guy.
Careful.
Maybe she's tricking us.
The order came 40 minutes ago. Why are you still here?
I was fixing my bike when it all started, and I ran off.
Please, I'm freezing my ass off.
-Tano, let's not overthink it. -No.
-Do it. -Let's think. We can't let just anyone in.
What are we going to do?
Don't rush me, damn it! Don't rush me. It's my house. My rules.
-What do you wanna do? -I'm freezing!
-Tell me. -I don't know.
It's a person asking for help, honey.
-Tano-- -Do whatever you want!
What are you doing with that?
Tano…
Thank you.
Wait. Stay there.
Drop that. Drop it.
Come.
Come in.
Thank you.
Sit down.
Come. There.
There we go. There. Are you okay?
Ana.
What's this? What are these catacombs?
My father-in-law built it so we could enter through the garage.
Where did he put the car?
-No, wait. Where are you going? -To the office. All the keys are in there.
Without covering yourself up? Are you crazy?
The girl was here the whole time. She's okay.
I'll go to the window behind the truck.
But she had a blanket on.
We've lost Ruso. I don't wanna lose you too.
Tano, I have to leave. I need to get out of here. Now.
The truck.
We'll push it to the window and pass through it.
If your name is Ingrid, why did the app give me a boy's name?
Jorge Antonio is my brother.
It's his account. I cover for him sometimes.
Why did you stay in the garage for so long?
My handlebar had a loose screw.
And that kind man lent me his tools so I could fix it.
That screw saved me.
Here.
Thank you.
My brother was supposed to deliver this.
I shouldn't have come.
Okay. That's it.
Don't do it if you're not sure, Juan.
God, he's so stubborn.
Careful, Juan.
Don't forget to take a set of keys for me.
Hey, where are you going?
What are you doing?
-Look. -What?
Don't you see?
What?
The old snow changes color.
It loses strength.
Hey, quit yapping, you two.
Give me the keys. I'm freezing my ass off.
And the lighter.
-Tano. -What?
Let me borrow this.
-No. -I can't see anything.
-Neither can I. -Just for a second. I'll give it back.
This piece of shit won't start.
I can't catch a fucking break today.
"An electromagnetic pulse
is a burst of high-intensity electromagnetic energy
in a short period of time
caused by the thrust force of the Compton Effect."
"These electromagnetic fields
can interfere with electronic systems, causing immediate damage."
Now say it so we can understand.
It's a massive voltage surge that fries all circuits.
-Even if they're turned off? -Yes.
Turned off or unplugged.
-They fuck everything up by induction. -What could have caused it?
A solar storm an atomic explosion, who knows.
No. Who would throw an atomic bomb at us?
Whatever this is, it's bigger than we think.
Hey!
Someone turned on a light.
-See? -Who lives there?
Don Alesio, the baker.
Don Alesio!
-You see? -I thought we were the only ones alive.
Hey!
-We must tell him not to open the window. -How?
-Use the lamp to catch his eye. -Yes, good idea.
There must be a lot of survivors.
Is it me or is the snow getting brighter?
No, it's not the snow. It's the sky. It's almost dawn. Look.
Hold it up!
Over here!
-Hey! -Hey!
-Hey! -Don't open it.
What is he doing?
Honey!
Honey, are you okay?
No, Mirta. Don't.
This must be happening to a lot of people.
Clara.
She wakes up early to go to the club.
I need to warn her about all of this.
Wait. You'll go crazy if you start to speculate.
I'll go crazy if I stay cooped up in here.
-I need to go to Elena's. Now. -How? You'll end up like Ruso.
I'll manage. I need to go before sunrise.
-Let me go! -You can't!
-Juan! Let's make a suit. -What?
With what?
I don't know. Like he said, we'll use waterproof clothes and my mask.
There.
I feel like I'm dressing you for the gibbet.
What's that?
The gallows.
How far is your ex's house?
Four or five kilometers. I'm not sure.
My suggestion, wear bags on your feet. They'll keep them dry no matter what.
-Let's go. Do you have tape? -Yes. Right here.
Here.
Juan. Wear this.
Excuse me.
I need to go see my family.
My sister has to know what happened to Ruso.
What's that for, Tano?
For you.
Hang it on your shoulder. Easy.
No.
What if you run into someone?
I won't get into any trouble, I swear. Trust me.
No.
Okay.
No, it's too heavy. No.
-You have several waterproof layers. -Yes.
-This is for the cold. -I can't move.
It's freezing outside, Juan.
There. Yes.
-Good. -There.
-Good. -The mask, Juan.
Let's see.
There. Does it feel okay?
-Tighten it up. -Yes.
-The hoodie. -Yes.
Let me do it. Let me.
I'll tighten it up.
There.
Good.
How does it feel?
It's hard to breathe.
Do those filters work, Tano?
No idea. I've never used them. I hope they do.
Okay. Ready.
Ready.
-Give me the mask. -What are you doing? Are you crazy?
Taking back what's mine.
-What's yours? -The idea of making a suit.
You've treated me like dirt. I'm done.
-The mask. -So you're a badass, huh?
It's not cocked, you asshole.
Wait.
I'm the boss here.
If you don't like it, leave.
You don't know me.
And you don't know me.
Idiot.
Good luck, Juan.
POWER NOW
THE ETERNAUT
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