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A VIX ORIGINAL PRODUCTION

A MORENA FILMS PRODUCTION

A HISPANIC-ARGENTINE PRODUCTION

"WHAT IS NORMAL FOR THE SPIDER, IS CHAOS FOR THE FLY."

BUENOS AIRES DOWNTOWN

PRESIDENT

Good morning, Mr. Machi.

- Is Miguel here? - Yes, he's in his office.

That's a surprise.

Second installment, as well. Everything in order and on time.

The hotel manager

already told me the bad way and the good way.

It's set. Well, I'll call you later.

Have you had a cup of coffee yet?

I have to sign something for you, don't I?

Oh, right.

- Firing that guy. - Yes.

Some clown who asks that we pay overtime

and then comes in an hour late.

You have a meeting today with Noriega's friend, right?

- The former minister. - A little later.

Let's see what he wants.

I think they're gonna offer you something.

Offer or request?

No... offer.

A position...

A position... Don't make me laugh.

I'm not saying a position in government, but close.

Something that he could use.

And then come looking for handouts.

As if I didn't know what to choose between power and money.

Shit!

What happened?

Stop, stop, stop.

Stop. Behave yourself. Behave yourself, damn it.

Behave yourself. What the hell? Let me through, damn it.

Goddamn it.

What is this?

Please say in a few words how we can help you.

Flat tire.

Please describe in a few words the reason for the assistance.

Flat.

We can't understand you.

- Briefly describe the problem. - Oh, my God, a flat.

We can't understand you.

Come on, damn it. I have a flat, piece of shit.

We can't understand you.

You don't understand me because you're a shitty machine.

Good morning. How can we assist you?

Hello, hello!

Yeah, I'm Luis Machi.

Stop, I'll tell you the policy number.

It's JK34891.

I just got a flat on the Panamericana.

I'm at Panamericana and General Paz.

Under the highway cross.

Understood, in no more than an hour...

No, hold on. An hour?

One hour is what we can guarantee

- in cases of a flat tire... - What are you talking about?

Do you know what I pay for insurance?

Can't they come sooner?

Right now this is what we can guarantee.

All right, all right. What's your name?

I'm just following the rules...

No, your first and last name, kid. And your employee number

so I tell Pedro Salinas. He is the president of Mutual.

And a friend for many years.

And I'll tell him I talked to you

and that my customer experience was quite terrible.

You made no effort to solve my issue in a timely manner.

For example.

Then what should I write down?

The Mutual regulations say...

Come on, kid, I don't have all day.

Your full name.

I can send you assistance in 40 minutes.

Forty minutes!

Really... Well, come on. Come on, hurry up.

Of course.

Ganar constructions.

Carla, yes, call Maroto's office,

let her know I'm going to be late.

- I had a problem with the car. - Right away, Mr. Machi.

I can't believe it.

Oh, God.

Shit!

- Hello! - Hello! Yes, I want to cancel

the roadside assistance that I requested.

JK34891.

- It's on its way. - Well, what do I care

if he's on his way?

Don't you understand what I'm saying?

I don't need it.

Let me check...

Besides, I'm not even there anymore.

Don't send it.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on, damn it.

Kid, since when do you have the luxury to ignore me?

Come on!

The number you're trying to reach...

CALLING MANHOLE

HANGING UP END OF CALL

Son of a bitch!

Son of a fucking bitch!

Deformed dwarf, fuck your whore of a mother!

You insolent son of a bitch!

MANHOLE

We have to hurry to buy those wetlands.

That's a nice tie.

Look.

- Touch it. - What?

Touch it.

- Feel it. - Yeah...

Yeah, micro-embroidery.

The collection is spectacular.

- Can I get you another one? - Pedro...

A refreshing salad?

Get out of here, Pedro, salad?

Lettuce, endives...

You're breaking my balls, Pedro.

Please.

Do you like flan? Do you have creamed flan?

- Yes, we have flan. - Then send it out.

- With dulce de leche. - Half and half, right?

This guy's coming, our new security chief.

Pereira's his name.

But they call him Manhole.

- Manhole? - Manhole.

- That story is unbearable. - Why do you always...

Because it's always... Come on!

Dude, you want to toss it at me.

- Why would you do that? - Let's toast. Let's toast!

OK. Cheers.

I think I talked to one of you on the phone.

Sit down.

Luis Machi, my partner.

How's it going?

We're looking for someone trustworthy

to handle the security in our company.

Well, not our company. Just to handle our security.

It is a task that requires attention 24/7.

Why are we here? Just to eat some crappy dishes?

Dude, get us some real desserts here.

What are you doing?

There will be days when there's nothing to do.

So you focus on minor issues.

And there will be other times

when you handle complicated issues.

I'll do what needs to be done, no questions asked.

Hey, what the fuck, fucking assholes.

Can you tell me what the fuck you're laughing at?

Sorry, it was unintentional.

Listen, funny guy, we're here having a meeting, got it?

If I hear another laugh, I swear I'll throw you out myself.

I told you it was unintentional.

There's a library next door if you want.

What did you say, fuckface?

There's a library next door, in case you want silence.

No one laughs there, you can't hear a thing.

Not even a fly.

So you like Che.

He'd rather die on his feet than live on his knees, right?

What a fucking bolshy.

I see you can use Wikipedia.

Ah, what the fuck.

Listen to me, bitch,

you have ten seconds

to choose whether to die on your feet

or live on your knees.

- You're... - Ten...

- Nine... - Hey, it was a joke.

Eight, seven...

And it's a copy of a Che T-shirt.

- Like, irony. - Ah.

You know what? Irony isn't my forte.

- What's going on? - Can you call the police?

Call, call, call.

On your knees or your feet?

Two, one...

Call the cops, dude, come on.

Help him! Help him!

They weren't behaving,

you know?

- The number... - Come on, please!

...leave a message after the tone.

Migue, Migue, listen to me.

Something's wrong.

I think Manhole is trying to screw us over.

Call me. I'm going to get him.

INTELLIGENT REPAIR KIT

Suck my dick, son of a bitch!

Come on, let's go!

That's it.

There.

That's it, that's it.

That's it.

Ganar constructions.

Carla, cancel my morning meeting.

Tell them...

that I'm very sorry, but I couldn't fix the car thing.

Right away Mr. Machi.

And cancel everything for today.

Yes.

One thing...

Is Manhole around?

No, he left a while ago. Do you want me to call him?

No, no, don't do anything.

A protest.

Let's not go back to rock bottom, Carlos.

- What's this? - Well, it's a weird campaign.

Organized by...

Lu, do you mind? We're having dinner.

I have homework, Mom.

Well, you can finish reading when we finish eating.

Still reading One Hundred Years of Solitude, Lu?

I can summarize it if you want, no problem.

- No thanks. - Overrated, for my taste.

I agree with Borges, who said One Hundred Years of Solitude

was 50 years too long.

Like Borges...

Well, I have homework, I told you.

My favorite García Márquez book is The Colonel.

That's what I aspire to as a writer.

A writer...

At this hour?

Gladys.

Lu, can you put that book down, please?

- I want to finish it, Mom... - Well, finish later.

Right now we're eating.

- What are you doing? - Here you are, sir.

- Is it all here? - Yes.

What's that?

- I'm trying to quit smoking. - You're still smoking.

Put it away, I don't want that crap in my house.

It must have chemicals we don't even know about.

Listen.

I wanted to talk to you about something.

You know Mr. Rogelio, right?

A friend in construction,

you must have heard us talk about him.

Yes. Mr. Rogelio, he has two kids, right?

Right. Yeah, two little shits.

The thing is...

He's a very old-school guy.

He doesn't understand...

You can't talk to him.

If you can't talk to him, that's my job, sir.

Yeah, but... Hold on.

I don't want a scene, OK?

He's an institution. And he's got guys too.

What I want is a call to attention.

A wake-up call.

So he doesn't mess with negotiations we have in place,

that aren't his business.

He's just causing trouble.

His time is up, let things be.

It's a mess for everyone, but we owe him some respect.

I'll handle it.

Good.

Eat your potatoes.

Who was it?

Manhole.

Mr. Machi, these just came from Legal, to be signed.

Carla.

Yes?

Nothing.

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SECRETARY ASS

Mr. Machi, do you have a moment?

Shit!

- What do you want? - Regarding Mr. Rogelio...

Focus on your job

and don't get involved in other people's business, OK?

Honestly, I didn't want to take it out.

But you're forcing me, old man.

What are you doing, asshole?

I'm not gonna shoot you.

What are you saying?

He killed himself, I didn't do anything,

I just went to give him a warning.

It was all him.

It was crazy, it wasn't my fault I didn't do anything!

Get out.

Come on.

Every day before dawn

I go out to Palermo forest for a power walk.

- Rain or sunshine. - Impressive.

Like Angela Merkel.

No matter what time you go to bed,

you have to get up before anyone else.

Or you fall behind.

Miss Loren fell behind. She didn't power walk.

- Here, honey. - Thanks, sweetie.

Hey, Coco.

Is everything good with the credit?

Can we keep drinking this wine?

We don't talk about those things at a game.

No? Then what do you talk about?

Anyway, the elections are coming up

and they'll have to open up to fund the campaign.

Listen. If they win, they might kick out your friend.

- The minister. - Yes, yes, yes. He walks slowly.

We're working on it.

We have to move a couple of chips,

but I think it'll fix itself.

Before the election?

And who's gonna win, the asshole?

Which asshole?

Well, this one.

Don't get carried away.

- No, let's change the subject. - Good idea.

If we can help in any way, let me know, OK?

It would be crazy to take that bastard out.

All he does is invent taxes.

- We'll talk about it later. - How's your Malbec?

I hadn't noticed your anklet bracelet.

This? Yeah, it's new.

I never liked anklets.

They always seemed like grunge to me.

I think that's why I like them now.

I want you to finger me hard.

And rub olive oil over my whole body.

And tie me up with chains.

So I can never move.

And suck my pussy.

And suck my pussy

and then turn me around and suck my...

- Oh, Dad! - Knock first.

Lock the door, dummy! What are you doing?

- You can use another bathroom. - This one's closer to my room.

Plus, you've been in here for an hour.

I'll stay in there for two days if that's what I want.

You can look at your phone at your desk.

I can look at my phone in the whole house, baby!

Do as I said.

INCOMING CALL MANHOLE

- Yes? - Mr. Machi. You called?

Yeah. I was calling you. Where were you?

Trying to solve something with the phone company.

Because I could receive calls...

Stop, stop, stop. I don't need your life story.

Talk to Carla. And if you need a new phone, she'll get it.

Listen to me.

Tell me.

Someone is trying to fuck me over.

I'm sorry?

And if it's you, I swear I'll kill you.

What are you saying, Mr. Machi?

And if it wasn't you, I'll fuck up whoever it was.

You have no fucking idea!

Calm down.

You have no fucking idea!

I had to do all kinds of shit to be where I am.

Whoever it is... you hear me?

Whoever it is, I'm gonna...

Goddamn it.

Get out of there, fucking hell. Get out of there.

- Stop. Don't start. - Hey, hey. What are you doing?

Put that down.

It isn't loaded, buddy.

Stay still, stay still.

Don't fucking move.

The car keys. Come on, asshole.

Hold on.

Kid, what are you doing? Leave it, you can't open it.

- You can't, it's broken. - The car keys.

Want me to scratch the paint? What do you want?

- Shut up. - Lower the gun.

Listen to me, for real.

I got a flat tire,

I lost control, I hit the curb.

- And the trunk got fucked up. - We're not idiots.

You look like smart guys.

Let's not get carried away, right?

Look. Let's negotiate.

OK, who's the boss here?

I do most of the talking, but El Verde has the gun.

Good. Good.

Put down the gun, buddy.

OK, tell me what you want and we'll fix this.

What do we want? Come on, let's order.

I don't know, the gun and the car.

Hey, no rush. No rush. Think it over.

The briefcase. The briefcase and the outfit too.

- What outfit? - Your suit, come on.

- What do we want the suit for? - We're negotiating,

- let's ask for more. - Yeah, that's good.

I can see that you know what you're doing.

Damn straight.

OK, so, we're negotiating with four elements, right?

The gun, the briefcase, the car, and the suit.

Going half and half would be fair.

How about you keep the gun and the briefcase

and I keep the car and the suit?

No, no, hold on.

We take the car, you can have the briefcase.

Come on. I just told you I can't give you the car.

Because I crashed, a lot of things are broken.

I have to take it to the shop.

If you get stopped with this car,

you'll be in a load of shit.

Look at this briefcase. Look at it.

Look at that skin. Touch it.

Look at the zipper.

That's an imported briefcase, it's worth a shitload.

It costs more than 100,000.

OK. And do you think we're idiots?

What's wrong with you?

There are four things at stake here.

You're taking two, El Verde gets one,

I get one. Is that fair?

All right, let's add something else, then.

- Yeah. - Your phone and wallet.

No, hold on. Five grand.

OK? Five grand each. It's a good deal.

The gun and five grand for one.

The briefcase and five grand for the other.

I'll keep the car, to get it fixed.

And the suit, you don't care about it.

- Come on. - Come on, what?

It's a deal.

Deal? No way.

It's still two things each.

The wallet and the cell, and it's done.

- Damn. - It's a deal.

You know what?

Come on, come on.

I'm tired of this.

Pieces of shit, fuck you and your mothers.

Fuck.

Hun, listen to me, I need you to do me a favor.

Go to my desk in the office.

I'm going.

Look in the bottom right drawer.

Are you OK?

Yeah, yeah, fine.

That drawer has a password.

I know, I'll tell you. But don't get mad if...

if you find what I'm looking for, OK?

What do you mean don't get mad?

I need to know if something that should be there

is there.

What is it?

Come on, open it. 21-12.

But don't get mad if it's there.

I'm already getting mad. What is it?

Open it, please.

Two, one, one, two.

Mirta...

Did you open it?

- Yes. - What is there?

A checkbook, a folder,

keys that seem to be to the Libertador apartment.

A grocery bag.

And the bag is empty?

Mirta, is the bag empty?

Hey, I'm talking to you,

is there anything else in the drawer?

Tell me what you're looking for.

Mirta, Mirta, goddamn it.

I'm in some shit. Tell me, for God's sake, what's there.

What are you looking for, Luis?

Mirta...

- Is there a pair of handcuffs? - Handcuffs?

Handcuffs, you son of a bitch?

Should I get mad or sad?

- Now you're going to tell me - Hold on.

- what I should feel, asshole? - Hold on. Wait, Mirta.

It's nothing, calm down.

How much more can you offend me, Luis?

How much more?

I told you many times, many times.

You know what?

You deserve everything that happens to you.

Listen to me. Are the handcuffs there or not?

And let me tell you something else,

in case you haven't figured it out.

You're alone.

I've been on both sides

and I assure you that there is more politics

in the business world than in politics.

And what's in politics?

- Business. - Makes sense.

So, in politics, that's where the most favors are done.

Sonia tells me all the time.

Favors are always a commercial transaction.

Did I ever tell you about my theory on favors?

No.

No? I know you know, I'm telling him.

Here, I'll draw it for you with a practical example.

Do you remember Mr. Rogelio?

- Yes. - May he rest in peace.

Well, a year after the old man died,

I found out that his construction company

had declared bankruptcy.

And that one of his children had been diagnosed

with some strange disease.

They were in a bad situation.

I think of your old man,

God bless him, it breaks my heart.

Blah, blah, blah.

OK, "Relax, I'm going to help you."

We need someone to lead a group of salespeople.

I thought you could do this easily.

- Yes. - Are you interested?

"Of course I'm interested, Mr. Machi, thank you so much."

He owes me a favor.

I say, "Hold on,

I also want to talk to you about your brother.

We're partners in the Romero Clinic.

If you mention my name

they'll take care of you. No charge."

So we go to the clinic and I tell them that

if one Carlos Razzeto comes by saying that he knows me,

to tell him no, he's not on any list.

To let him insist. Not make it easy for him.

- And then to call me. - Good morning, Mr. Machi,

I'm here with two people who say you recommended them.

- What was it? - Carlos Razzeto.

And my brother, Ricardo.

- "Put him on." - OK.

- He wants to talk... - To me?

"Carlitos, my apologies. This is a mistake.

I don't know how it happened. Relax, they'll take care of you.

And don't worry, that bitch is fired."

Put her back on. She'll listen to me.

Sorry.

- Mr. Machi, yes? - Hey, honey.

- Let him in, OK? - OK.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Machi, you are our guardian angel.

Thank you."

Now he owes me two.

Of course, as I knew Ricardito wouldn't be able to work

anywhere because of his condition,

I offered him a job at our hotel.

There is a vacancy in Puerto Hispania,

have you ever been?

- No. - You haven't?

I'll have to invite you to lunch.

That's how we met the quota the government demands

to incorporate cripples in the labor market.

I don't know how I can thank you

for everything you're doing for us.

You don't have to thank me for anything...

"We're family, favors are paid with other favors. Done."

You know what?

Now...

I have them right here.

Give and take.

The theory of favors is that simple.

Where is the princess?

What's up?

What?

Do you have any idea what time it is?

I was working.

"Working."

I'm sorry, OK?

There it is.

- I'm sorry. - We're going to eat crap now.

The steak dried up because of you.

- But I apologized. - That doesn't mean forgiveness.

It's your daughter's birthday

and I asked you to be here at 9:30.

I know, I told you I got stuck with something from work.

- You don't smell like work. - That's enough, Mom, let it go.

Happy birthday, darling.

Thanks, Dad.

It's dry.

What is this?

Where's the mayonnaise?

Gladys!

- What are you laughing at? - Nothing.

Tell me what the hell you're laughing at.

Dad.

What is it? Do I look funny?

- Tell me. - Dad, please.

Can we have a quiet dinner on my birthday?

Very well said.

- Luciana's gift, where is it? - Huh?

Luciana's gift...

You were supposed to get it this afternoon.

Is it in the car?

Did you forget?

No, he didn't forget, did you, Dad?

I told you I had a very complicated day.

I'll pick it up tomorrow morning.

Two things you had to do for your family, two.

Get the gift and arrive in time for dinner.

Dad, really? This is shit. Not even the gift...

Stop fucking attacking me!

I was working, you know?

Is it that hard to understand? I was working.

When I'm mature enough as a writer,

I'm going to get revenge by writing a book about you.

Yeah, you'll be rich.

What are you doing?

What are you writing?

Write this. I'll dictate, write it down,

"I'm a spoiled asshole, comma,

who doesn't realize that my dad works his ass off

to pay for all my whims, period.

To pay for this house, this food,

even the pen with which I'm writing

in this shitty little book. Period."

What do you think?

I'm a writer too.

No, don't stop. Keep going. I've got more.

"Since I have problems,

my dad also has to pay my psychologist.

And pay for the shitty school

where my sister and I go to that's worthless."

What the fuck is art history?

That guy's always talking to her,

what's his name?

Fabiolo, Florindo.

And the other one

who thinks he's a writer with his little friend.

They act tormented while sucking dick.

Enough, Luis!

Tell Facundo you're sorry, Dad.

Let it be, Lu.

That's it, Facundo.

I want you to apologize, Dad, apologize to him.

Apologize to him, why?

How old are you, baby, 12?

Don't ever treat my children like that again.

Our children.

I don't care if you're drunk,

I don't care if you signed a huge contract

or you lost one,

don't ever treat my kids like that again.

Again with "my children."

They're my kids, too.

I know you're not coming from work.

You came from where you came from.

And nowhere else.

Sometimes I feel like you think I'm an idiot.

One day I'm going to leave, Luis,

and this is not a threat.

It's a statement.

My son isn't here, he went out.

Well, maybe you can help me.

I need a saw.

What do you need a saw for?

To cut some chains.

The chains on my daughter's bike.

Hang on a second, OK?

Sure, no hurry.

Here's the saw.

No, ma'am, what's that? What's that?

- What? It's... - No, no, give me a...

Don't you have something bigger, stronger?

Yes, but this is the right one for what you told me.

OK, then give me the best saw you have.

Look, I can't sell you a saw

that's too big for what you need.

Why not? Of course you can, ma'am.

Give me a bigger one.

But the biggest one is expensive, OK?

I don't care, ma'am.

My car is illegally parked and I'm in quite a hurry.

Give me the best saw you have.

Please, sir, we've been serving our customers for 56 years

with the mission to offer them the right product for the task.

You asked me for a saw to cut your daughter's bicycle chain.

I can't sell you anything else,

which could be too short or too long.

Do you follow?

Your son, when is he coming back?

My son is at the corner bar eating a sandwich.

Uh... but I taught him the business.

And he's not going to sell you anything more

than what's necessary.

Unless...

you don't really need the saw to cut the chain

on your daughter's bicycle

and you need it for something else.

In that case, I can't help you

because I don't know the real task

for which you need the saw.

So? Do you want it or not?

DO NOT ENTER AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY

Dude.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Who the fuck are you?

Ah! Damn!

Ouch!

Oh, shit...

Hey! Relax, OK?

Here, here, here. Look.

Damn.

Bye, bro.

Thank you so much.

How are you? Good evening. Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Mirta...

I know you're angry, you don't want to talk to me.

But call me when you hear this, OK?

Good.

MERRY CHRISTMAS GANAR CONSTRUCTIONS

Those materials there arrived late yesterday.

That's why they were not unpacked.

Well, have them do that before anything else, OK?

Yeah, they're on it.

- I don't see them on it. - Well...

Come on, Miguel, this is the contract

that's going to lift us up.

Yes, in this country where we tie everything so flimsy.

No!

Fucking hell!

Bring your car.

Relax, it's all right.

- Migue, call Noriega. - Yes.

Your name is...

Tomás, my name is Tomás.

- Listen to me, Tomás. - Yes.

You don't work for us, OK?

You're not a worker.

You fell down the stairs.

And you don't know us at all, understand?

Look, you could be in real trouble, OK?

You could be deported.

You don't know us at all, understand?

- Yeah, yeah. - Hello, hello.

No, this is Machi.

Listen, which hospital do you have contacts with?

- That's it. That's it. - Yes... Ah!

EMERGENCY

- Come on. - Let go, let go.

There. Come on.

Doctor...

No rest for the weary.

We did what we had to do, right?

Absolutely.

I'd do it again, I tell you.

- To win or to die. - Always.

Yeah, man, it's true, there's a game today.

Of course, if it's the Cup.

- The second leg. - Yep.

Yes, but with a draw, we win.

- Keep an eye on them, OK? - They're useless, Luis!

Relax already.

Still, I'm telling you.

COFFEE BAR EL PROGRESO

This croissant is delicious.

It must be great living next door, right?

You look amazing. Right?

Yeah, really great.

Go ahead, Miguel.

Well, dear Tomás,

in the office we're preparing a contract with your name,

social security number, everything.

But that contract is for when you can get back to work

and you've recovered,

which won't be long, from what I see.

What do you think?

If you agree,

tomorrow you can stop by the office to sign it.

But first, you have to sign this document.

Which basically says you fell down the stairs.

That we took you to the hospital.

That you didn't know us before all this.

Well, what really happened, right?

Look.

One more here. No, up, up.

That's it, on the other page too.

Come on.

From my office, you can see

the Congress building,

the San Martín Theater, the courthouse...

Colón Theater.

From my office, you can see the obelisk.

Why, if we have the same view?

Not exactly the same.

Come here.

See?

Look at all the things we made.

It's unbelievable.

We have enough pens for the next ten years.

MERRY CHRISTMAS GANAR CONSTRUCTIONS

People go crazy at Christmas.

With crisis or without crisis.

From up here they look like flies.

More like ants, right?

They don't have wings, Miguel.

Listen, Juliana, tell those fuckers to get out!

Fucking hell!

You take advantage of the workers.

You are the same! Why are you saying no?

- Come on, snakes, get out! - What is it?

- Get out, you son of a bitch! - Don't get excited.

What's the matter?

We can fix all this, but you have to calm down.

You made me sign a lie for a job.

And now you're offering me this shit for three months!

There must be a mistake! No!

I promise we'll go fix this right now.

Show me the contract.

That one.

This one? Hey, come here, sit down.

Sit down, sit down.

Come, let's sit down.

- Sit down, pal. - Come here, buddy.

Sit down.

I promise to help you personally.

Sit down.

You have to understand

that sometimes there are...

there are legal issues

that sometimes get complicated, OK?

That even I miss.

That's why I'm asking you to give me a hand with this

to avoid any possible legal entanglement that no one wants.

And that would hit you the hardest.

OK?

Look.

Sign here

and I swear on my mother that I'll get you a job.

With a permanent contract.

Come on. You'll see, in the end, it's the best for everyone.

There. Go on. Sing right there.

Go on, what's wrong?

Sign here.

Right here.

- Luis, Luis! - Shit!

- Yes? - Listen.

I need you...

to look for a guy.

A guy who worked for us.

His name is Tomás.

I don't remember his last name.

A Paraguayan.

Yes.

Find him.

When you do, call me.

Manhole...

His name is Tomás Vara, sir.

He still lives in Buenos Aires.

He works from time to time as a waiter,

he is gammy,

has depression, and sees a psychologist once a month.

Do you have an address or anything?

Do you have an address or anything?

Yes.

Tell me...

He lives in Villa 31, sir,

you shouldn't go near there.

Do you want me to go?

Guys? Are you having a good time?

Good? Having fun?

Well, remember that there are drinks and everything...

if you want to help yourself, go for it.

Have fun, huh?

Drink?

Here, it's cold.

- What is it? - A drink.

With alcohol.

- For me? - Yes. For you.

Thank you.

- What's up, man? - What's up, bro?

Everything OK?

- Everything OK? - Who the hell are you?

No one, buddy, no one.

Go on, buddy.

Go on, buddy, move.

Who's the dead guy?

Huh?

Who's the dead guy?

- Tell me. - Don't point that at me.

- Don't point that at me. - Come on, get walking.

Go on, go on get out of this neighborhood.

Go on, get out of here.

Get out of this neighborhood.

What's going on with this guy?

What the hell did they do to me here?

"Coward," you motherfuckers.

Pass it, dude.

Come on, run.

Run. Run.

Motherfucking Angela Merkel.

Noriega!

Who's the dead guy?

Luis?

- Who's the dead guy? - Are you OK, Luis?

What happened to you?

Who's the dead guy?

What dead guy, Luis?

- You son of a bitch! - What are you doing?

You son of a bitch,

- I'm gonna kill you! - What's wrong with you?

I'm gonna kill you. Why are you ruining me?

Who am I ruining?

- Really? - What's wrong with you?

- You're crazy! - Stop.

You're crazy, you're fucking crazy. Let me go!

What's your problem?

- Crazy fuck. - Why do you want to ruin me?

Because I'm fucking Sonia?

Is it because I'm fucking Sonia?

You're fucking who?

I dare you to say that again. You motherfucker.

You knew.

You're fucking who!

No.

Noriega.

Coco!

Come on.

Come on, we gotta get you to the hospital.

EVERYTHING OK?

LUIS, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? I NEED YOU HERE.

Fuck me to hell and back.

Good morning, Mr. Machi.

Is everything OK?

Cancel Miguel's phone line.

His cell phone and credit cards too...

Everything in his name.

- Mr. Garín? - Yes, Miguel Garín.

Did you hear me? Cancel everything, he's fired.

Oh, and his parking code, too.

Get his name out of the garage. Now!

What the hell is going on?

Carlitos, how are you? This is Luis Machi.

- Mr. Machi, how are you? - Good. How are you, champ?

- I can't complain. - Good, I'm glad. Listen.

I'm calling you about something.

Do you remember what we always talk about,

how favors are paid with other favors?

Yes, tell me what you need.

Hey, you know Manhole?

What do you mean, my cell phone got cut off?

Why? Is it a problem with the phone company or what?

- I don't understand. - It has nothing to do with

- with the phone company. - Then what?

You shouldn't be asking me, I just did what I was asked.

Who asked you? What? Goddamn it.

What the...? Luis!

Luis, what is this?

Luis, stop, Luis!

Luis, you motherfucker!

Luis, what's wrong with you? It's me, Luis.

- You're no longer on the board. - What?

- You're out. - What do you mean out?

- You're out. - What, you're kicking me out?

You're going to kick me out? I'll rip your head off.

You're trash.

Son of a bitch, motherfucker.

Don't complicate it any more.

Don't complicate it any more.

You're done, trash, you hear me?

- Stop, calm down. - I'm going to kill you!

Stop. Stop, stop.

Hold on.

Stop following me.

- Son of a bitch. - Ouch!

You want to kick me out of the company.

Fucker.

You're a piece of shit.

You're a piece of shit.

- Yeah, yeah. - You're a piece of shit.

Son of a bitch!

Stop already. Stop, stop.

Wait.

- I'm gonna kill you. - Stop.

I'm going to kill you, son of a bitch.

I'm gonna kill you.

- I'm gonna kill you. - Who's the dead guy?

What dead guy are you talking about?

Don't play dumb, son of a bitch.

Tell me who the dead guy is.

What dead guy? What dead guy?

Tell me who the dead guy is, son of a bitch.

You're nuts.

What did you think?

That you could fuck me over?

I'm Luis Machi.

Gladys.

Mirta!

You can be such a bitch.

Carla, listen to me.

Talk to the dealer and ask for some new carpets for the car.

No, on the driver's side and trunk.

Right.

FLIES