Original subtitles

"We invent or we fail."

Is this okey, Viole?

Is it good there, Viole?

I don’t know, I can’t see anything.

Come on, Viole...

Monitor, please.

More plants, please

More plants, they are asking for more plants

Stop moving!

I’m getting dizzy.

Like this? What do you think?

I don’t know, but I’m telling you we need more plants.

More plants!

Yeah, yeah, they’re coming.

Let them come.

Come on girls, we're missing a lot of plants.

More plants!

More plants, please.

More plants.

Plants!

Plants, please.

More plants!

More plants?

More plants!

More plants?

More plants!!

More plants.

More plants!

Plants!

More plants!

Plants.

Please, all set decorators on set.

When you finish this, come!

Flor, where was that?

Lu!

It's not above the boxes?

Come on, girls!

Ready?

Yes, we’re ready in 5.

Quiet on the set, please. Let's roll

Silence please!

I got three actresses hanging from the roof.

Focus, please.

Sound?

Recording

Camera?

Camera is recording.

Action.

Cut!

One moment, final clapperboard.

Mark.

Che, I need more plants.

They are coming, right?

I need more plants.

They’re coming.

Let them come.

They’re, Viole.

I need more plants, they have to fall out. I am missing white roses.

Viole, Am I okay here?

Yes, you look perfect there.

Viole, the idea was not with so many plants,

it was more of a smoky vibe.

Do you want to see it with smoke?

I don’t want smoke.

Can you throw some smoke, please?

I don’t want smoke.

I want more plants.

Viole, you won't see anything..

More plants, ok?

Let’s go Viole...

We are almost ready, girls.

More plants and we’re ready, ok?

More plants, please. She is asking for more plants.

How are you doing?

Good. We are doing very good.

We are doing good.

Ok, hurry up, please!

- Yeah, we’re doing it. - More plants, please.

I leave you these ones.

Yes. More, please, more.

More plants!

Ok, more plants.

Order your stuff.

Yes, even the camera equipment.

Well... Almost.

It's not enough though.

I get it... but it's enough, ok?

Yeah, they'll finish placing them and we'll roll.

We are still on time, Angeles.

We're lacking plants

Viole, that’s it. Let’s go with this.

Look there is a thick one and then is..

Bring them just in case for the next shot.

What’s up? Now what?

Lower them, please.

Did she leave?

Did she leave from here?

Did she go home?

I don’t know, but you’re not gonna be up there hanging,

come down!

Please, lower them.

Wait, wait.

If she’s coming back in five minutes, I’d rather wait it out here

and not have to do this all over again.

Let me down, Carmen, I’m hurting all over.

I don’t know when or if she’s coming back at all.

Please, put them down.

Who gets us out of here?

Hello?

Hello?

What are you doing?

I quit.

You quit what?

The movie, Angeles.

I quit it.

You can't just quit.

It is your film.

I don't care. I'm quitting.

Violeta.

That you've acted in a porno...

and that you've become a star of the genre...

it doesn't give you any right to act like this.

Viole.

I don’t know... You want to come home?

I send you a kiss, I’ll wait for you.

WHITE ROSES, FALL!

THE TRIUMPH OF VEGETATION IS ABSOLUT.

You scared me.

Hi.

You have no idea.

Third day of shooting, and I couldn’t stand anyone anymore.

I’m not saying it was the most important scene in the film...

but it wasn’t a random, insignificant scene.

I swear I needed to go...

I needed it...

What are you cooking?

Quiet.

Answer the doorbell.

When are you going to fix the doorbell?

Are you expecting someone?

Very good,

That's the way I like it.

Hi?

Hi?

Hi?

I'm coming.

I can’t say much,

I didn’t even know if I was going to be able to finish shooting…

There are tons of problems within the group.

What kind of problems?

I don’t know, lots of things.

Oh, cool.

Is everything okay, Viole?

What were you saying?

That there are many problems,

one of them involves going to a town in Corrientes or Misiones.

I don’t even know...

It makes me wanna kill myself,

but I just can’t not go.

Make some room for me.

So I don’t know,

if this one does't come back to the film

I think I'll be leaving.

If it’s Misiones, I’m coming with you.

Huh?

What are you saying?

Can I take her gag off?

No!

She is punished.

She's been veeeeeery naughty!

Very bad...

She left us hanging there...

tied up for such a long time

I still have the marks from the harness all over my body.

You love it though.

She better no talk cause If she opens her mouth, I am the one to be mad.

And I mean it!

What would you go there for?

Where?

Misiones.

Oh...

I don’t know, to accompany you.

...a good idea.

What is it?

I’ll take you, let’s go.

To Misiones?

Yes, I don’t know.

We’ll tell Angeles something...

right?

That we’re shooting a movie there.

Something.

Let her look at me like this

Let her look at me like this again

Don't challenge me

My flowers ask for more

I want to stay there

I want to stay there

I want to stay there

I feel her weight, her eyes burning

They burn me, they burn me

What are they watching?

I feel her weight, her eyes burning

They blaze me, they burn me,

What are they seeing?

I want to stay there

I want to stay there

I want to stay there

To the right here!

I told you right!

Calm down!

Where are we going?

Anybody knows?

I don't understand nothing.

Everybody zip it!

Gimme money, please.

Gimme money, please.

Gimme money, please.

I’m giving you, come on!

I received it.

Come on Agus, gimme yours.

That’s the one.

Gimme, dot. Money, dot. Please, dot.

Oh, you’re funny.

What kind of an bank account nickname is that?

A very good one.

There, I found you.

Whoaah!

What’s yours, Car?

Hmmm I don’t know it.

Check it.

Take out 20 now, and then 20 more.

Oh, I can withdraw twice?

Sure. Fine.

I don’t usually have so much.

How much do I have?

I wired the same to everyone.

I don’t get it...

Is this coming from your salary, from the movie?

You’re in the front now.

What?

Yeah, we switched.

Could you roll me a smoke?

Ok...

So where are we going to shoot then?

There is no movie.

What?

There is no movie

So?

I don’t know.

Well, maybe we could shoot something else, right?

So?

What’s the plan?

We’re going to a town to help a kid out.

Yeah, we can shoot some stuff on the way.

LOST PARADISE

Take a turn.

Whoa!

No. I didn’t tell you to turn.

Hey, I’m not joking.

What happened?

What happened?

Ufff... No.

What?

No, this.

What happened?

How could you do this?

I didn’t do anything, it just broke.

It didn’t just broke by itself.

While I was driving it was working perfectly.

It’s a hundred years old and no one has used it for five.

It was you who decided to ride in this.

No.

No, I’m trying to fix the mess you made.

You’re kidding, right?

It’s no one’s fault, girls.

It did really break.

It’s broken, the crankshaft cracked.

What do we do then?

Shall we pour water on it?

Do we have any water?

This is all we have.

Shall we leave her here?

Well...

No, we can’t just leave her.

We could.

I don’t know... I will call.

Who?

A tow truck, I don’t know. I’ll check.

I swear I prefer to leave it here.

Why?

I don’t want some guy to explain to us what we did wrong

and charge us a billion.

Well, he’s coming.

Ok, let’s go.

Night.

Hello.

Hi.

Hi.

How are you?

May I?

Excuse me.

It’s complicated, right?

Well, I can’t see very well.

Yes, of course.

It’s very dark.

Yes, of course,

it’s very dark.

This must be carried.

It won’t start up.

She’s amazing.

I can’t believe it.

I

Can’t

believe

it.

Okay, but...

No, no.

I can’t believe it.

Amazing.

You go that way.

Is everything okay?

Yes.

Normal, why?

No reason.

Are you alone?

Yeah.

She said she’d be right back.

Bring me the knife,

the big one.

Well...

May I help you?

No, no...

To me, this was badly calibrated...

Oh no, no...

Hi.

I brought this in case you haven’t eaten.

Hi.

Such conviction!

Mmmm...

It’s exquisite.

My mom upon noticing that gaze on my face,

would said that I had been bewitched.

Wine?

Please.

COCKSUCKER LESBIAN

Hi.

I’m Vera,

you?

Carmen.

Vioagusletsarioinataro

Vioagusletsarioinataro

Violeta,

Agustina

and Rosario.

I know you from the movie.

Honey!

May I tell them?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No.

What?

Yes. Please.

What?

Oh, mama! That butch...

She really likes the femmes

Bath my eyes, faggot beauty

"Manflora", "patlache" and "cachapera"...

"Sapatão" with "bolleras"

Funny "Chunga"

What a delicious "arepera"!

"Torta", "Lincha", "Bollera"

"Patlache", "Camionera", "Marimacha", "Tortillera"

"Chunga", "Machorra" y "Cachapera"

"Sapatão" with "bolleras"

What a delicious "arepera"!

Give me a squirt in my mouth, and I'll roll you, while I lick your shell.

Give me a squirt in my mouth, and I'll roll you, while I lick your shell.

That "cachapera" who always goes first

"Maricona", "marimacha", "bollera"!

That "cachapera" who always goes first

Bath my eyes, "tortillera" beauty.

It gets ugly here.

Where?

Lots of bugs.

You’re bleeding, love.

Girls, we have to call a doctor!

Naaah. It’s okay. It’s superficial.

But you’re bleeding a lot.

Nothing can be done.

About the arm?

The van.

That engine is a goner.

Where are you going?

Montecarlo.

With that shirt they’re gonna fuck you up the ass

at the entrance to Montecarlo.

Where is that?

Honey, bring me the crescent wrench.

Do you have family there?

No.

We’re making a film.

Another porno?

Yes.

No.

What?

Actually, we’re not shooting.

We’re accompanying her.

Don’t you need an extra?

Bring the camera.

I have to go and see a friend.

Well, actually, he’s not a friend,

I don’t know him

but I work with a group

and Ricky needs a hand because he got fired from his job.

Ricky?

Hey, how about a bit more wine?

I’ll give it to you in a second.

Go fetch the camera!

What’s happening?

What’s happening?

What’s happening?

Carmen, what...?

Stupid!

You’re so stupid.

You’re 12-year-old!

I got so scared...

That was the idea.

Maybe it’s not here,

or there’s no one here.

Do you want me to ring the neighbor’s bell?

Yes.

No.

We’d better not...

I don’t know...

What did you say his name was?

Ricky.

Ricky.

Hello?

Hello?

Who is it?

Excuse us, we’re looking for Ricky,

the boy who lives right across the street.

And?

Nothing.

♪ Eat me… now! Super hot dog♪.

Stoooooooooop!

What?

It is a mystery that you were together for three years.

- True. - True.

I have the address, but it’s his house’s.

Right, not there.

Wasn’t it a restaurant?

Could you check?

Great, great, and then you call me.

Okay, thanks.

Nothing?

No, no one knows very well, it’s so weird.

Didn’t they tell you the name of the restaurant?

No.

Okay...

Quit thinking about eating.

What?

I’m just trying to help.

We can’t even buy food anywhere.

You scared me.

Were you shooting?

No.

Did you think about what kind of movie you’d like to do?

No.

Do you think I should have stayed?

In Buenos Aires?

In the film.

Do you think I should have gone on with it?

I don’t know...

One of my favorite writers says

traveling is a way of breaking thorough fear

Up, you bear cubs!

Did something happen?

We have a place to stay!

He said “pot” but I don’t know.

You should check all the same.

But did he tell you to enter?

Yes.

Did you tell him there are four of us?

He said his grandmother is in the hospital,

that we could stay here for the night and he’s coming here tomorrow

or I’ll go there...

We’ll see.

Here.

I'm goin to open a little.

Wouldn’t it be better if we close them?

Nah, no problem.

What is that?

What?

I’m telling him I’ll go to the hospital tomorrow,

but I think it’s not close by.

The moaning.

He says he doesn’t think there’s any food here.

And that it’s too late to buy any.

That we should check.

Uh-huh.

Help me please

Did you hear that?

Turn that light on.

Hold on a sec, he’s talking about the bus.

The camera isn't working

Turn it on.

See?

But were you filming?

Yes, but it won’t record.

What’s going on with you?

Oh, what happened?

Something beautiful happened...

Should I be scared or not?

This is so weird.

Perhaps we shouldn’t sleep here.

What are you saying?

We could just tell them Ricky let us in.

And what if they’re looking for him?

Carmen! What do you say?

I think it’s two buses.

Well, one bus to the place and then...

What is it?

Pay attention, Carmen, please.

It looks like they’re going to give him his job back.

He’s a cook.

We’re being spied on.

Should we open the door?

I think we’d better not.

Are they gone?

Shhh...

Yes, they’re gone.

What shall we do about the food?

I don’t know about you, but I’m leaving this place.

Yeah, this is getting weird.

Don’t exaggerate.

I’ll see if there’s something to eat.

Tomorrow we can bring some back.

That scared me.

Take a look at the lower ones.

There must be something here.

What do these people eat?

Stop it.

You’re overreacting.

Aren’t we gonna say anything about the gory porn

she’s watching mid siege?

Oh, but I don’t know.

Hey, I wouldn’t stay here much longer.

The weird thing is that you watch porn without headphones.

And just when it looks like we are about to get stabbed.

I think all of us might be a little too on edge.

I’m in contact with some people.

From around here.

And they’re sending you gory porn?

What was the deal with the chainsaw?

I don’t know about that.

They just show up.

I don’t know why they just start playing themselves.

From here, where exactly?

There’s beans and peas!

Great!

A fart fest!

From here, where?

It’s a BDSM community called “Kilómetro 0”.

No shipping.

They prick each other with the thorns that grow around them.

They spank each other with branches, tree barks...

I don’t know.

They have these stone dildos that are beautiful.

Hey, this is it, We are leaving.

Yes, let’s eat something and leave this town full of chainsaw wielders.

Yes.

What do you mean, money?

Uh-huh...

More are coming.

Yes, I hear you, but I don’t know if I follow you.

I'll be there tomorrow...

But how much do you need?

That’s it, we’re leaving. We’re leaving.

Let’s go.

That’s it, we’re leaving.

We’re leaving.

Hush. They’re back.

Come this way.

Do you have any money left?

Yes.

It’s that way.

Stop! This isn’t right.

Where are we headed?

To the hospital, to see Ricky.

I never understood who Ricky is

and why we’re doing this.

Me neither.

See?

Change of plans, Carmen.

All of this has been too much.

Hey, don’t you act like you know nothing.

You gave him all the money we had

and managed to get him his job back.

What else do you want?

His grandmother is still in the hospital.

Oh, well…

I don’t know... I’m just telling you.

What do we do?

I don’t know, couldn’t your BDSM friends lend a hand?

I don’t know where they live

and I’m almost out of battery.

The only information I has was that they were near El Dorado.

I can't find mine.

Did anyone see it?

I have battery but no signal.

It’s dead.

If only you had watched less porn…

Well, well!

The altruist!

If only you had sown less discord...

Well...

At least the GPS works on this digital piece of shit.

We’re going south.

To El Dorado!

Che, did anyone see my phone?

I think your phone was in my backpack...

What?

There’s no trace of any civilization.

But we had to go straight, right?

Ouch!

I don't know, you were the last to look at a map.

I think something bit me.

I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing in the middle of this swamp!

Because we were going to shoot a film that would be better than the previous one,

which had been...

accommodating with the bourgeoisie?

I think something bit me.

Hey! woah,

Agus.

What is going on?

Agus.

No, no! Agustina, Agustina!

Agus, let me see.

Agus, talk to me.

Where?

Say something, please.

Help!

- Agustina. - Agus.

Please help!

It’s not working.

It stopped working many kilometers ago.

There’s not even a charger left.

Hey, no.

It’s the only thing that’s working.

We should have gone to see Ricky’s grandmother.

No.

Enough about Ricky.

And enough about movies.

We’re going back home.

I’ll be right back.

She left without a phone.

It’s mine, though, and the battery is bad.

Save her, please.

To become a great man

you need to be a woman

The doves wont hear

when the bread starts to rain.

It looks like rain it's starting to fall

soon we'll have to go back

to our past lives.

And fly

Fly

Like a bird.

Where could the stranger have hidden her spaceship?

Hi.

What do you need?

Good morning.

Mmmm...

I need…

Sorry.

I was looking for a phone to make a call.

No, there’s no phone here.

Ah...

and could I send a message?

How?

Uh... I don’t know. Perhaps you have... a cell phone?

No.

My girlfriend uses a cell phone.

I don’t.

Oh, it’s just that my friend was admitted at the health care center

and they don’t have a phone there

and I want...

warn...

to someone...

The calls to Brazil are free;

calling Argentina will be very expensive.

Right,

Right.

Look, my name is Violeta...

I have this camera, and...

I don’t know...

I though...

we could make an exchange.

I like... yours.

Your camera.

What about the call?

Yes.

To Brazil.

I have these batteries...

I don’t know, perhaps they’re good for you to...

…cheat.

Batteries here are very expensive.

Karina.

That’s my name.

I told Angeles we’re going to finish the film!

What?

The movie returns, let’s shoot!

Wow...

What a fantasy!

Surviving the allergies proved worthy!

Sign here.

Here.

Here.

Here.

Is it really necessary?

Yes.

Here.

Here and there.

I'll sign everything but, can we talk?

Here.

Here.

Don't you at least want to know what I've been working on?

Here.

I'm going to tell you what you're working on now.

Sign at the side too.

Silvia!

Silvia!

Hi Angeles, all good?

What can I help you?

Can you bring me the keys for the girls, please?

Of course. Maybe phones and money for some clothes too?

- Please take care of it all. - Got it.

- Thanks a lot. - You're welcome

Hello, I'm Silvia.

Angeles's partner.

Hi.

So...

The keys to the house you'll be staying.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

And...

Here you go. Cellphone.

They got balance but it's not unlimited.

One last thing, go buy some nice clothes.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Well, have a nice day.

And Viole?

You'll find her upstairs.

Ok?

Good bye.

Let's go!

I need you to make a documentary here. For abroad.

It's for a streaming platform.

Me? Here? No way.

I'm not asking.

You're not a child anymore, so stop acting like one. You're being absurd.

Do you know what your problem is?

Yes! I know very well what my problems are. But thanks, anyway.

No.

You don't know.

You have lots of weaknesses.

And the worst of them all is that you don't trust anyone.

That's not true! I trust a lot of things and a lot of people!

Write me a list.

I trust San la Muerte...

The Gaucho, you...

poetry...

some colors, some sounds...

bacteria and mushrooms...

my friends, cinema sometimes...

Nerval and Horacio Quiroga

and Elvira Orpheé and Ursula Le Guin.

And Pasolini.

They’re all abstractions

or they are all dead, Violeta.

I'm leaving, ok?

Ok.

And another one of your problems...

is that you think money

is poetry.

Say what?

All right!

This is the life I deserve.

I'm beat.

How much to whore for this, Viole?

Viole!

When I die, could you please bury me on this country?

Maybe you are already dead.

What did they tell you?

We're making a documentary.

On aporophobic urban planning.

Braporo what?

A documentary? What about us?

Aporophobic.

Fear of the poor.

What does this one knows about urban planning?

And poor?

Agus!

Fear.

Hate.

Aversion.

Repulse to the poor.

That's aporophobic.

With a pupil's gaze they took me up to that ship,

a contingent of poor girls

at the service of the sadism of starving sailors.

But they didn't know that my condemnation was another:

to survive all ages

witness to the stumbles of the humans,

feed on their blood,

of their split skulls,

of the weakness that granted them their wrath,

the scarcity caused by their greed.

I learned to live during the day to see them collapse,

falling like rotten fruits

I learned to live during the day

to escape from usurpers,

And yet it moves!

And yet it moves!

Even if the power of the day refuses to find it.

And yet

it moves!

Even if they break our stems,

or even if they turn us into a commodity.

Plants are the cosmic tumor of humanism,

said the young philosopher.

And the sentence

has the force of Galileo’s eppur si muove.

I was present when he said it

I witnessed all the come and goes of history

so that the philosopher or, perhaps, poet

could write this accusation against humanism.

That precious epistemological field

on which the positivists sank their roots,

although as short as the genocides of the Catholic Church.

Pharisees and Philistines.

And where are the righteous, huh?

On the ships they did not appear

and on land they were hard to find.

The Basques,

dodging the Portuguese coasts.

Problems about borders, always.

With a pupil's gaze, I saw the plagues that raged them.

Meanness

disguised as manhood.

Spirituality wielded as the torches of cruelty.

Eppur si muove.

Land!

Land on sight!

They did not reach the Indians

but they found a territory to subjugate

with conquering viciousness.

Mary Shelley

brought tears to Frankenstein's eyes

when its creation,

heard

through a window

the story of this continent.

This sacred land

that was inhabited

but they wanted to ignore it.

Thoes bodies

have fed these plants.

Although, the wounds are deep

and the healing is slow,

the cosmic tumor of humanism,

here we come.

I am of the species that humans fear,

because my ancestors fed on their fresh blood.

Drawn from sleeping maidens

or canonical ephebes.

Although, at the brink of fading

they sunk their teeth on every neck.

I'm not that different from you.

Think about it.

History judges them.

A time has come to you.

I saw you face the limits of everything many times.

And always the same thing all over again

Bleeding flesh.

I'm not that different from you.

Think about it.

Your species

also feeds on blood.

Think about it.

You also feed on the fluids of the others.

The invaders saw the happiness of the naked bodies.

They felt the party, the spread and howling.

They were scared

by the sound of their dances.

The ways in which they fed on fresh meat,

the joy with which they worshiped their gods.

What an aversion!

Those naked bellies.

What a rejection

Those earthy skins.

How frightening those animal movements.

Keep them quiet.

Don't let them move.

Shoot.

Aim.

Indebt them!

Erase their cults,

their bodies,

and their languages.

In an uncharted territory

their white roses will fall.

With the arrogance of desire

and the enigma of the story.

We will sacrifice the form

so the movement

will give us its shelter.

And even in the mutation of matter,

we will find the substance

that drags us down.

And so ends this tale,

tremendously pornographic,

vampirized by time

and besetby the horrors.