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Is she here?

I'm so sorry, Maria.

You can't stay, you have to leave.

Your daughter's cover is blown.

Look.

They're handing them out everywhere.

We have to move fast.

We're taking you to Mexico.

Mexico?

Until when?

We don't know.

But you can continue the struggle from there.

I need nappies for Marco.

You don't get it.

You have to leave alone.

The baby's going to Cuba, to a hive.

- I'm taking him. - Too dangerous.

We have to leave within the hour.

Sweetheart, he needs us, not strangers.

He's your son.

If I stay, they'll kill us all.

He can stay with me until you come back.

Until things calm down.

Don't let him go to Cuba.

I beg you.

- Sweetheart... - I don't know when I'll be back.

It doesn't matter.

- I don't want to leave without him. - You're in danger.

He can stay with your mother, that�s a good solution.

You know it is.

Sweetheart...

Sweetheart...

Leave him.

TEN YEARS LATER

- We were expecting another car. - We had to change.

The other is no longer safe.

- The weapons are going in those? - Yes.

You can see the barrels.

- And...? - What d'you mean, "And"?

If the cops see them?

It's better if they're visible. Less suspicious.

It leaves for Guatemala tonight.

By the way, a message from your parents.

I'll get an important document to you to get published.

- Take care of yourself. - Thank you, Jesus.

- What the fuck was that? - What?

Questioning the M.O.?

You don't think it's stupid; the weapons in barrels?

We follow orders. Full stop.

- I can't have an opinion? - No.

It's not some business. If you're not asked, keep quiet.

All right, whatever... Let's go.

Hello son.

I'm here with your mum.

Hello son.

We just wanted to tell you that everything's fine, we're well.

The works in the house are finished. It looks great.

- The house looks really nice now. - It does.

And for the rest, we're holding up. Work is fine.

Your mother wakes up too early

to make coffee and get the newspaper.

When I'd like her to stay in bed with me.

- Stay in bed with your snoring? - It�s not that bad...

You snore like an elephant!

And you know what an elephant snore sounds like?

Well... Like you.

Your mum is incredible.

So, snoring runs in the family.

You know you snore too, right?

No, I don't.

Yes, you do. I'll record you.

Go ahead.

- Good morning. - Hi, Julia.

- Good morning. - Hello.

Julia!

Can you come here a moment, please?

Absolutely.

No, I'll call you.

Yes. Very good.

Bye.

- Hello. - Hello.

You can proof the piece on the homeless after the earthquake.

Katia's finished?

They want us to think everything's fine.

But thousands lost their homes.

The government only cares about this fucking World Cup.

- Did you read it? - Yes.

It's good.

I made two, three... Maybe four changes.

I've asked Julia to proof it.

- You want to talk about it? - I have to go to the school.

- Talk later? - Sure.

Don't ruin my text.

I'll make it unforgettable.

You've cut your hair!

You too.

My love...

Who are your friends this year?

Martin, Juan, Pablo and Mariana...

It's changed since last year...

It changes all the time.

Can I still choose my friends?

Champion!

Miguel!

You've grown so much.

- How's it going? - Great.

- I'm playing for my school team. - For real?

- What position? - Right-back.

Scored any goals?

No, but I gave three assists.

Well done.

Look at this.

For you.

It's fantastic!

I hope it fits, you've grown so much.

Even if they can't win against Italy.

They have Valdano.

Valdano, who? You seen Baresi play?

- Maradona will destroy them. - No, Maradona's rubbish.

Did you have a good trip?

Yes, thank you.

I managed to get us tickets for Star Wars.

We can do that and have dinner after?

Great!

Go with Miguel.

I'll stay with your mum for the evening.

Are you sure?

Thank you.

I really like this place.

It's reminds me of the old Mexican films I used to see

at the cinema when I was little.

To you!

Maria.

I've got six months to live, at most.

I'm about to start a last treatment.

I'll be in hospital for a while.

- Why didn't you tell me? - I'm telling you now.

What a shitty disease.

Stay here. The hospitals here are better.

It won't change anything.

They have good doctors here.

Don't...

No.

Sometimes doctors get it wrong.

My daughter...

I can't look after Marco anymore.

He has to stay with you.

I love that boy, but I can't anymore.

Eternal Love.

It hurts so much that you're not here.

How I wish, helas.

That you were still alive.

You've got to be there for him.

I will be.

That's what matters.

Does he know?

He knows about the treatment.

But you have to tell him, that he'll be living here, with you.

I can't do it, you understand that, don't you?

And that boy is not going to Cuba.

Those women will never be able to replace us.

He'll stay with me, I promise.

I'll show all the photos to my friends.

Can I bring back some souvenirs?

For Martin, Juan and Pablo.

Yes.

No photos of me.

I'll take one of you.

I'd like to have a picture of you.

All my friends have photos of their mum.

I know.

Come, I want to show you something.

Straight ahead, that's...?

The Zocalo.

And under the flag, it�s the...

The government palace.

That�s right.

- Hello, one torta, please. - Coming up.

Thank you.

Bags, now!

They killed Jesus.

Fuck.

Two men, Guatemalan, cops.

Secret service, for sure.

They were swift and precise.

What's in the envelope?

I don't know.

Where's Marco?

With my mother, at the hotel.

Nobody knows he's there.

We were supposed to go to the Reino Adventure park.

He must have waited all day for me.

We're not far from the safe house.

Miguel...

Come and see.

It's just a small infection.

I've got a headache.

It'll go away, I promise.

If he doesn't get better fast, what will you do?

The pharmacy gave me what he needs.

We have to wait for it to take effect.

Will you take him to a doctor?

No.

He has a fake Guatemalan passport with a false name.

If the doctor suspects something, he could call the police.

How are you feeling?

Good.

Are you hungry?

At least drink some water.

As you know, your grandma is sick.

She's about to start a long treatment.

Yes, I know. She told me.

So, you're going to live here, with me,

and Miguel.

No, I don't want to.

I want to stay with Grandma, in Guatemala.

That's not possible, darling.

She's ill. She needs to rest.

You didn't see her, hooked up to all those machines.

She could barely move.

She'll be all alone at the hospital.

She won't be alone.

We have comrades who will take care of her.

She'll be fine.

What about my friends?

My school?

We'll find you a great new school.

You'll make new friends.

We'll send tapes to your friends in Guatemala.

We'll call them whenever we can.

And we'll even go to a World Cup game.

Why don't you come home with us?

I wish I could.

But it's very dangerous for me to go back.

A coffee, no sugar.

Have a seat, I'll bring it over.

Still nothing in the papers on Jesus� assassination.

Nothing.

- Here's your coffee. - Thank you.

They're getting closer to us.

We have to act fast.

I understand.

The generals and the national police chief,

have been invited to the opening of the World Cup.

What you received must be published soon.

Can you take care of it?

Yes, I think so.

You think so, or you can?

Katia can do it.

After it's published, we'll change your identity.

In the meantime, you need to keep a low profile.

Your mother and your son must return to Guatemala.

As soon as possible.

Understood?

Yes.

The organization will want Marco to go to a hive in Havana.

No, no, no...

He's not going anywhere.

He belongs here, with us.

What are you thinking about?

When I had to leave him in Guatemala with my mother.

After all these years, he's finally returning to live with me.

With us.

Yes, of course.

With us.

Katia, it's really good, your article about the homeless.

- Clear and precise. - Don't exaggerate.

You know what I think of your work.

You write with real humanity.

And without condescension.

That's rare.

Listen, I received this...

It's about Guatemala.

The government repression.

All these people were imprisoned, tortured and murdered.

And the worst thing...

They kept records of it all.

Those responsible for these crimes

have been invited to the opening of the World Cup.

- Give it to Pablo. - No.

You're the best person to write about this.

How did you get this document?

Read it, we'll discuss it tomorrow.

Everything's going to be fine.

My boy...

I want to come to the airport with you.

You know I don't like saying goodbye in those places.

We'll call each other often.

And you'll come to see me soon.

Don't pull that face.

I'll always be with you.

Always.

I love you.

I'll miss you so much.

Goodbye, Mum.

Goodbye, my darling.

Marco, please.

We talked about this.

No, you talked about it!

Marco, Sweetheart.

What a dreadful house.

It's horrible.

Come on, I'll show you your room.

Look what's on the bed.

Marco...

Please, pick it up. It's a present.

I don't want any of this!

My darlings...

I want to talk to you,

so that you know more about the man your father was.

He was someone who believed in justice,

in equality and in solidarity.

Someone who was guided by his conscience.

Thanks to him and his ideas,

my eyes were opened to the deep reality of our people.

He made me understand that only an armed struggle

could change that reality.

But...

He was much more than a comrade in arms.

He was

my very dear friend

who I will remember for the rest of my life.

I will be forever

grateful to him.

He protected me when I needed it most.

As well as being

the best friend of my son's father.

It's for Jesus' family.

I'll get it to them as soon as I can.

Was the body returned to them?

Don't worry.

He'll receive a fitting burial.

I've spoken to Katia.

I think it's going to work.

Do you need anything?

No.

Not for the moment.

The G2 is looking for you.

You need to be very careful.

Do they know who I am?

They're looking for a Guatemalan dissident,

a clandestine.

Who looks a lot like you.

Why didn't Marco leave with your mother?

What are you playing at?

Marco's staying with me.

My mum can't look after him anymore.

If your mother can't do it, he has to go to the hive in Cuba.

He's not going to Havana.

We always did our best for you to have him during the holidays.

You get to see your son more than nearly all your comrades.

He's not going there.

Marco has to go to Cuba.

That's an order.

If you send him there,

I'll stop everything at the magazine.

We won�t publish anything.

Where's your discipline, comrade?

Your commitment to the people?

Marco stays.

You'll be hearing from us.

Be careful, comrade.

Listen... Here, my name is Julia Hernandez.

Your name is Damian

and your family name is Hernandez.

We're from the Chiapas,

the city of Hidalgo.

Close to the Guatemalan border.

And you have the same date of birth.

These are your ID papers.

Give me your story.

Julian - Damian!

Your name is Damian.

Start again.

Damian Hernandez.

Date of birth?

27th of October 1976.

Born where?

I can't remember.

Chiapas, in Hildago...

It's not difficult.

Come on, one more time.

I don't feel like it.

I'm not asking you to feel like it.

Your life, my life, Miguel's life and many others are at stake.

Hello Damian, welcome.

Thank you.

Come on in.

Bye.

Gladys Ramira Ramirez Perez.

Jacinta Gutierrez Galindo.

Peinados Perez Alberta.

"Head of the S.O.E of the PGT-IZQUIERDA".

PGT?

The Guatemalan Workers Party.

Communists.

"December 05, 1984. '500'"

�500�, means �tortured�, in the document?

Yes.

And '300' means: murdered on the spot.

Transported to another location is �200�.

Pedro Garcia.

He's the one in charge.

The head of the national police.

Guatemala is a brutal dictatorship.

One of the worst in Latin America.

Horrific things happen there and nobody ever talks about it.

Horrible things are going on all over the world.

People need to know what's going on in that country.

It really suits you.

Why are we doing all this?

Because...

We're defending a just cause.

We want a fairer world, where everyone is equal.

- But the police don't want that. - So, we're Jedis.

We're protecting the light side.

Can I be Luke Skywalker?

You can be whoever you want.

Did Dad have different characters too?

He did.

What were they called?

Raul, Martin, Eduardo, those are the ones I knew.

Should I call Miguel, "Dad"?

Did he ask you to?

If you feel comfortable, you can call him that.

You can call him whatever you prefer.

Wait for me here.

I wasn't expecting you.

Can I come in?

I don't like being outside, it's dangerous.

Nice to meet you, Marco.

Go to your room.

The article's coming along well.

That's not why I'm here.

Last year, we lost comrade Claudio.

He was a strong man.

Unshakeable.

They arrested his son too.

When the national police

started to pull out the kid's fingernails,

Claudio immediately talked.

And you know what?

I don't hold it against him.

We all protect our children.

That's why we don't live with them.

That won't happen to me.

How can you be so sure?

Because I'll do anything for my son.

They won't catch us alive.

Don't make promises you won't be able to keep.

You won't always have a choice.

Photos of Claudio and his son...

They murdered both of them.

Think carefully about this, comrade.

Give my regards to Miguel...

I don't want my nails pulled out.

Julia!

Come.

Listen to this:

"Among the victims listed in the Death Diary,

"there are very diverse profiles,

"but the majority of cases involve students, university professors,

"university employees and trade union members.

"The Death Diary reveals how

"the serious human rights violations carried out during this period,

"particularly impacted the academic world,

"trying to destroy critical thinking,

"dissidence and projects for a different Guatemala.

"If we continue to accept the horrors in neighbouring Guatemala,

"thereby implicitly supporting the current military dictatorship,

"it's our own democracy,

"the very core of Mexico, that is in danger."

"Passivity before these atrocities"

"makes us, in part, responsible for them."

It's really good.

If I were you...

I'm not a journalist, but...

I would conclude by saying

that the invitation to the opening of the World Cup

constitutes tacit support for the Guatemalan atrocities.

No?

- You in goal? - Yes.

These goals are huge.

Of course, professional size.

- How do the goalies do it? - They're giants.

Today, the grand final: Italy - Argentina.

The Azteca stadium is packed!

Who is to be the champion of Mexico '86?

- What's your goalie's name? - Pumpido!

Pumpido...

We all saw it, Pumpido never showed up tonight.

Baresi prepares to shoot...

Here goes Baresi!

Goal! Magnificent!

Baresi!

Baresi!

Goal for Baresi!

The Argentinians are in tears...

Again!

It's not over yet. Let's see...

Pumpido has no idea where it's going.

What a goal!

He lets it slip past! Butter fingers!

Butter fingers! The Argentinians don�t.

What's going on?

What's up?

What's up?

You don't want to play anymore?

I'm tired.

I'm scared.

Of what?

I don't know.

Don't be scared.

We're stronger than all this.

You know why?

Because we're together.

It's me. How are you?

Tell me the truth.

Okay...

If you have any doubts, any problems, you can talk to my friends.

I have a young man here who can't stand still.

Be quick, and watch the clock!

How's it going?

Ask Lucia to look after you.

You always want to do everything yourself.

It's fine...

Sometimes, there are words I don't understand.

I've been invited to a birthday party.

Did my friends call?

Lots of kisses.

Hello?

Yes, we'll call you soon.

Don't worry.

Love you.

She's not doing well.

I feel it.

Is she going to die?

I don't know.

Don't lie to me.

I'm not lying to you. With this disease, you don't know.

- What did she tell you? - That she's fine,

but she always lies, so as not to worry me.

We have to trust the doctors.

Stop lying to me...

And also...

Your gran has lived a happy life.

She's really proud of you.

But I want to go to Guatemala.

I want to go back too.

Off to bed...

Stop, please!

I think they followed me.

Bags?

No.

No, I'm not certain.

I prefer to wait.

We can't let Marco go to his friend's birthday party.

It's much too risky.

Maria...

My parents contacted me through the emergency channel.

I spoke to them earlier.

Their house was shot up by heavy artillery.

Those bastards aimed head-height.

It's just lucky they weren't home.

I don't know if it was to kill them, or just scare us?

They wanted to scare us.

They rarely get it wrong.

It worked, my parents are scared to death...

And so am I.

- We have to get them out of that house. - No.

They'll never leave.

They been in that house thirty years.

What if we said, "fuck it all"?

Leave and go far far away?

I'm so tired of it all...

I just want to be with you guys...

What would we do?

Get new documents.

Find work.

Marco would go to a new school.

We'd make friends.

What about our ideals?

All the death that it's caused...

And all those who suffer every day.

My parents are suffering.

Marco is suffering.

You and I are suffering.

Exactly.

We have to keep going for all of them.

Marco.

Wake up.

Good morning, Sweetheart.

Can we talk about the birthday party?

What's up?

You can't go, Sweetheart.

I'm sorry.

It's so unfair.

I know it is.

But we don't have a choice.

I never have a choice with you.

I'm sorry.

But, if you like, the two of us can do something after school.

I don't want to.

Julia!

Where did you get this document?

An anonymous source.

How do you know it's authentic?

Listen...

I have a lot of empathy

for these victims and the revolutionaries

fighting the military over there.

But, that's not the issue...

Do you know this source?

Yes.

I know the source.

Who is it?

I can't tell you.

In that case, I can't publish.

We owe it to the dead, to the victims of the war.

Nobody's talking about them.

It's all true, I swear.

I believe you.

But I print verified facts.

Otherwise it's gossip, not news.

We've published articles with anonymous sources.

- And this document is solid, Pablo. - We always check our sources!

We'll never reveal the name of a source.

To anyone!

But as editor in chief I have to know who it is.

- Days of work went into this. - That I never asked you to do.

You can trust me.

Bring me the source and we'll publish.

Damian!

What are you doing here?

Get your stuff, we're leaving.

- Hello, you're Damian's mother? - Yes.

- I'm sorry, we have to go. - You work a t Proce so, right?

Yes, I'm a proof-reader.

- Lucky you, I always dreamt of writing. - Oh, I just correct mistakes.

Damian is fitting in great.

My son�s been here since kindergarten.

- They get on great, right, Damian? - That's great! Goodbye.

Goodbye.

You're hurting me.

Let go of me!

Why did I have to leave like that?

I'm not talking here, we're going home.

I want to talk here and now.

I said we're going home.

I said you couldn't go, that we had to be inconspicuous.

Why are we so different?

You don't understand what's going on.

Then explain it to me.

I'll explain it at home!

- We can talk now if you want. - I don't want to now.

Marco, please.

Miguel! We've been found!

- There are two guys outside. - How?

They must have followed me.

Nobody knows this address.

Too dangerous to leave now.

We'll wait for daylight.

Get down!

What's happening?

They're looking for us.

Will they torture me?

We're here to protect you.

Let's go to your room.

Hello?

I need to report a fire.

In front of my house.

Acapulco, 439.

Come quickly!

There are flames and smoke everywhere...

Thank you.

Let's go!

- Are you OK? - Yes!

That's them!

Fuck!

Stay down!

Cover me!

It's moving!

Let's go!

Thanks.

What are we going to do?

We're going to hide for a while.

For how long?

I don't know.

Are they going to find us here?

No.

How can you be so sure?

Because I'm telling you.

You said we were safe over there.

We were.

It's all my fault.

No, Sweetheart.

None of this is your fault.

I messed up at the birthday party.

Fabricio's dad asked me about you.

About your work.

I was scared, I didn't know what to tell him.

It's not your fault.

I should have listened to you.

They didn't find us because of that.

I should have listened to you.

Mum?

How are you?

Mum?

Yes...

Yes, he's fine.

He's getting used to his new life.

I wanted to hear your voice.

You must follow all the safety procedures.

If you have any problems, please, call my friends.

It's too much for me, Mum...

I don't know if I can do this.

Holding it all together...

My son...

My work...

Your absence...

I wish you could be here with me.

Thanks, Mum.

Thanks for everything.

I love you.

Goodbye, Mum.

I need to talk to you, it's urgent.

What happened to you?

Just listen to me.

What I'm about to tell you, could cost me my life.

But it's important.

Promise you won't say anything?

I'm an activist in the Guatemalan Liberation Army.

We're fighting the dictatorship.

We stole the Death Diary.

A Guatemalan contact gave it to me.

I can't tell you who because I don't know.

But I can assure you it's all true.

What the hell?

You've lied to us this whole time?

Please forgive me.

But we can't let the police and the military

kill my people, without taking action.

Is your name Julia?

No.

How can I trust you?

I put mine and my family's life at risk for this article.

I have to go into hiding.

We'll never see each other again.

But it has to have been worth it.

Your family?

I have a son.

The police killed his father in front of me

when he was only months old.

Pedro Garcia, the current police chief, was the one who killed him.

Every day, I relive that moment and it still hurts me as much.

I beg you, publish the article.

I'll cross-check things with my contacts in Guatemalan.

If it's authentic, we'll publish it.

Thank you, Pablo.

Goodbye.

Goodbye...

Whatever your name is.

I want to go to Cuba.

Why?

It�s the best thing to do.

I know you're scared.

I don't want to live with you anymore.

You'll never change, I know it.

Marco...

Please...

Let me leave.

I'll be happy in Cuba.

Forgive me.

Is this the article you were working so hard for?

Yes.

That man...

He's the one who murdered your father.

You forgot it when we had to flee from the house.

Thank you.

Your passport.

I want you to keep it.

Your dad would be very proud of you.

You think so?

I know he would be.

Ready?

I've got to finish what I've started.

I know you do.

Ready?

Shall we go?