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MY SAD DEAD

Going down.

Is that for me?

No.

No, that organ doesn't work anymore.

Your body rejected it.

So what am I gonna do?

Can you sing?

I guess you look like a singer.

I'll read. I'd enjoy that.

Yeah, reading's nice.

- Come on! - Come on!

Give us a speech, Emma!

- We love you! You're the best! - Yes, we do!

HAPPY RETIREMENT, DR. EMMA!

Thank you.

All the best, Emma.

- I'll miss you, Emma. - Thank you.

Thank you so much for everything Emma.

You're the best director this hospital's ever had.

- You're amazing. - Thank you.

- Emma... - Not staying for your farewell party?

Where's she going?

- You're an asshole. - Emma...

Why aren't you retiring, then?

Don't take it out on me.

Didn't you file the report so you could take my job?

- No. - No? All right...

- It was my turn now. - Yeah, it was your turn.

You know what you call a guy who says that?

An asshole.

It was my turn.

Hey, there.

What are those maniacs doing?

They're out of control.

Caro.

Sorry, what did you say?

It's my daughter.

Where?

Over there, the one in green. Never mind.

I'm not gonna let you out here.

These housing projects are a disaster. Those people are animals.

I don't wanna stop here.

We're going to my mother's house.

Were you not listening?

- Okay. - It's a good shot.

I thought of putting the girls behind the car, there.

- Okay. Sure. - Great. What lens is that?

- Fifty. - Fifty? I wanna see the full spectrum.

- Let's go with 28. - Right.

Great. Girls!

Go stand behind that car!

- Yeah, right behind it. - Look this way.

Yeah, give it your all!

- Straight to camera. - Let's go! You got this!

All right, change poses!

- There you go. Come on. - That's it!

All right. One, two, three!

- And... - Aah!

Caro, your set is looking amazing. I just saw it.

You should ask the agency for a lot of money.

And the girls from the housing projects need to be paid as well.

There's one more thing. I've decided to rent out my apartment.

So we're going to Ezeiza, and we'll take Lidia to Grandma's house.

But it's a shitshow. I've gotta clean it up.

You have to help, I can't do it myself.

Move back to 50 now, okay? I'll go get the girls.

- Okay. - Hey, girls!

That's great.

- Hey! - So?

- How did it go? - So much fun.

- You looked amazing. Have fun? - Thanks! You liked it?

I could tell you enjoyed it. You looked gorgeous.

- It was really amazing. - Like something to eat? Or drink?

- That'd be awesome. - The catering table is there.

- That looks good. - Take anything you want.

- Go ahead. I'll take you with me. - Awesome. Yeah, that's cool.

I'm bringing the girls!

Emma.

- Over here! - Oh, hi.

What's going on, Emma? Did they fire you from the hospital?

Well, I guess we could say I was forced into retirement.

Oh, poor thing. How are you going to manage paying your bills now, huh?

You can tell me, did they take your medical license too?

Why would they do that?

Well... because you euthanized your mom, didn't you?

But I didn't euthanize my mom, Mari.

I've already told you a thousand times.

Oh, Emma. Bad luck just seems to follow you everywhere.

Let me ask you something.

Do you need any help with the OR you set up inside the house?

No, no, no, no. I've got it all under control.

- Thanks. See you. - All right.

Did you hear what happened to Alberto? He was robbed.

The man was 90 years old.

Oh, he was 90, then?

Yes, outside the supermarket. Some kids cut his face open, poor guy.

Poor guy, yeah. Well, what can we do?

Listen, Emma. Listen to me.

You can't go back to your apartment in Recoleta.

Because you have to stay here, and live at your mom's,

because you have to take care of me.

Okay. I'll think about it, all right?

To be honest with you, I really miss your mom so much.

I swear, I can still hear her screams from inside the house.

But my mom is in heaven, and she just wants you to be happy.

Yeah, but you don't see the thugs who are invading the neighborhood.

What thugs, Mari?

Well, all those criminals from the projects.

I've heard they said they'll come and gun us all down.

Well, I'm sorry I can't help you with that.

- No? Why not? - Look.

I can help you out with most anything else. Ask me for whatever.

Sugar, vinegar, anything you want, I'll bring it to you.

But how can I stop them from shooting you? Mari. That's impossible.

So, when the time comes, don't call me or scream, because I won't come. Okay?

- Maybe you'd be better off with a gun. - What are you saying?

How am I supposed to handle a gun if I can't even open a bottle of shampoo?

Emma! You have to listen to me. Emma, don't walk away!

The neighbors are putting together a town hall meeting,

and we need you to show up, Emma!

Emma!

You've gotta be there!

Hey, so I was trying to find all the flight information,

and I looked through your messages again, but there was nothing there.

Make sure to look for an email that says Denver, Dallas, Ezeiza or something.

Uh... Oh, yes. It says Portland, Dallas, Panama City...

Lima, Buenos Aires.

- What the hell? - Get it, get it!

- What's wrong with you, asshole? - Guys! We're wrapping up in five.

- That's it! - What are you doing, man?

How are you planning to convince them to stay at Grandma's house? I'm curious.

I'm going to clean it up.

Oh great, but they think they're staying in Recoleta.

Wait, I gotta call you back.

- We're leaving, guys! - Yeah! Go!

Come on, wrap it up!

- Girls! - Come on!

What the fuck did you call me?

Yeah, get him next time! Right in the face!

- Never fuck with us again! - Teach him a lesson.

Run! Go, go!

You there?

Ohh... Oh...

Not now, Mama.

We got people coming.

Naty?

- Naty, you're getting better. - Did you like it? You think?

- For sure. - That makes me so happy.

- Thank you so much. - Girls.

Naty.

What are you doing here?

- I came to pay you. - Are you crazy?

Why? This is yours.

What the fuck?

- Why? - Fuck you!

Work deserves to be paid for.

You did a great job.

- We just had fun. - If you don't want it, I'll keep it.

- No! - We'll take it!

- You can split it later. - Come on, fucker!

We should get you out of here.

- Fuck off! - We don't want you getting lost.

- Let's go. - Thanks.

Why are we doing this now?

Cut it out, Caro.

Don't look at me. That was Grandma's.

I've offered to help you do this so many times. So many.

You know, we could've hired somebody.

What's with you being so cheap all of a sudden?

It's been three weeks since Grandma died.

That's three whole weeks you've had to clean this up.

Now all of a sudden, you're bringing your sister here?

Unbelievable.

Here, help me move this. Come on.

Hmm.

- Wait a sec. - Go ahead.

Shouldn't we be burning all this stuff?

Why not let Aunt Lidia stay at your place and rent it when she leaves?

Well, because I found a tenant.

Just ask him to wait a week.

He doesn't want to.

Then tell him off and rent it to me.

No, you keep living with your friends, Carolina. All right?

I don't want you owing me anything.

Yeah, but I can afford it. I'm working a lot.

Well, good for you. Then get your own apartment and stop bothering me with this.

Attention, please.

Passengers on flight XR723

connecting to Rio de Janeiro,

please proceed to gate number eight.

Aeropuertos Argentina informs passengers

that they can retrieve their baggage at carousel...

- Well, hello. - Hi.

- Welcome. How are you? - Hey, there.

Hey, Aunt Lidia.

- Hi, Caro. - How are you?

- Good to see you, Julie. - Emma...

- How've you been? - This is your cousin.

Hey, Julie. Want me to carry anything?

- Uh... No. We're good. - All right.

- Need a hand? - No, thanks.

Thank you.

Okay.

Julie, come on.

You came here to visit Mom's grave, or just for sightseeing?

I thought we'd get to be here on our own.

Don't worry, I bought you new sheets.

There are three beds!

You'd prefer a hotel?

Well, Julie's got to sleep by herself. It's a thing.

Hmm.

We could put her in Mom's room, couldn't we?

No. Not in Mom's room. No.

No? But my daughter would destroy that cot.

Yeah, but still. We can't use Mom's bed.

- We'll put her upstairs. - There's no bed there.

There's the hospital bed.

Her death bed?

- Ah, Julie doesn't care about that. - I haven't cleaned it up.

Don't worry. She won't mind at all.

And how is Julie?

How do you think she is?

The last time I saw her, she was 14.

She's worse now.

Knock, knock!

Well, we couldn't show up empty-handed, you know.

- Not now, Tom. Later? - Let me see.

- This one's for you. - Oh.

A coffee mug from our company.

- Can we leave the gifts for later? - No, honey. Look at this.

Here you go. Take this. Touch it.

The quality. Touch it. Feel it. Huh?

- It's quite thick. - Yeah! You'll sweat like crazy in that.

But look, uh... You know, the thing is, the average American consumer

will only want a super high-quality product.

Over there, you can find amazing things at even the most basic supermarket.

The thing is, their standards are like... Ah, they're just crazy high.

I mean, we won't find that quality around here.

You should visit, Emma. You'd love it there.

Well, I'd be honored. I hope I can make it soon.

Make sure to come for Halloween.

- What is that? - Oh!

Oh, it's just out of this world!

It's so fun!

Oh, you get to put on these little masks,

and they give you all this candy and sweet things.

Wow, that's good.

Yeah, it's quite beautiful.

And you wouldn't even have to wear a mask. You don't need one.

That's...

See, Lidia is just thrilled to see you.

Huh. I've no idea why.

'Cause I'm not.

Hey.

- Isn't this your name right here? - Oh, yeah.

Yeah, it's from a photography exhibit I did.

- Huh. Where at? - At an art gallery in Palermo.

- That's really good. Huh. - It was in 2006, though.

(UN) INHABITED ROOMS CAROLINA BASCARY

It's just a wall.

And there's some kind of hole, and not a thing more.

Yeah, and that's exactly what the critics said.

Yeah. They're right, you know?

But you know what?

You promise yourself that no moron will ever steal your dreams. Hmm?

Hmm.

I like it a lot.

I love it.

You're one heck of an artist.

Thank you, Julie.

Well, one's for your dad, for you, and your mom.

Ask if you need something.

I love it.

Let's just tilt it up like that. Help me out.

- Right. - Careful. How many floors up?

Two.

And we've just barely started climbing.

Be careful, Tom.

Julie, you okay?

Julie?

You good? Wanna help me make the bed?

No.

All right.

I know the bed seems hard, but it's just firm.

You'll like it, it's comfy.

Do you think one pillow's enough or do you need more?

We have some blankets as well. If you get cold, let me know.

Though the real problem isn't the slum. It's the stigma around it.

Well, thank God it's just the stigma.

- I thought the slum was the real problem. - Hmm.

Mmm... That's fascinating.

- What? - She thinks about stuff.

Anything else made you think?

I thought it was interesting the taxi that brought us from the airport

didn't wanna come to this neighborhood.

- He wanted to make more money. - Oh!

I was thinking about what Caro said.

About the soccer field. Wasn't that a shooting?

No. It was just a regular argument like any other day.

But there's lots of paranoia going around.

I'm sure they didn't beat up that kid for being an excellent guy, did they?

It's not like someone died.

Ohh...

- Mmm... - Not now, Mama.

What are you doing?

What? Nothing. What are you saying?

Are you still trying to get everyone to believe

that you can actually talk to dead people?

- Who am I talking to? - I don't know.

- You tell me who you're talking to. - To Grandma.

- Oh, yeah? - Apparently, she can talk to Grandma.

- Well, we all cope in our own way. - That's so moving. Huh.

Your little show is something I've been putting up with

since you were five years old.

She would always make me cry.

And I honestly don't know why I still have to put up with all of this.

It's not for show.

- It's not? - No.

- It's a symptom of the PTSD I developed. - Oh!

Which is quite common in people that, just like I did,

had to take care of their mom alone for months on end,

screaming in pain until she died.

It's amazing.

"It's amazing"?

It's amazing.

Can you just tell me why you actually came?

It's been three weeks since Mom died.

I come here whenever I can, okay?

And I'd like to remind you that this is my mother's house as well.

You tell me why you're here.

I came here to tell her that you were lost in a snowstorm.

- That's why you didn't come see her. - You're a formidable person, aren't you?

How many lies did you tell my mother?

Millions of them.

- I lied to her so many times. - No...

No...

- Mama... - No!

We're doing just great.

Do you think I don't know what you're doing?

Please, would you mind keeping your voice down?

You're such a miser! That's what's really going on here.

That's the only reason you're staying here,

in this miserable, depressing house in this awful neighborhood.

- I want to be close to my mom. - Yes, but Mom is dead.

- She is dead! That's fact. She's not here. - Honey.

Oh Lord.

I just can't take this. Two nutjobs in the same house.

Hey, hon. I've got an issue with the password.

Is it in all caps?

Uh...

I'll check.

Let's go.

Thank God.

Oh! Oh!

Oh, yeah! Oh, oh!

Oh, oh, oh!

Oh, yeah. Yeah. Oh!

Mmm...

I'm not sure. I don't know if I want her to be treated at Moyano.

Have you seen the place lately? Awful.

Looks like something from medieval times.

- Doesn't it, Tom? - Mmm. Yeah. Ahem.

It might be run down, but the doctors are excellent.

- Not that. It's the area. - Hi, Granny.

So many people sleep on the streets.

- It's so bad, you can't walk downtown. - Mmm. It's bad.

Some people are there with their kids. I mean, those poor things.

- It breaks my heart every time. - Yeah. Full of homeless.

Hmm. Yeah, it's horrendous.

Every day, we're a bit more like the US.

Listen, the US does have its problems, but at least in Oregon,

the police are efficient and well respected, all right?

And the homeless, they get as much help as humanly possible.

- They're not abandoned like the ones here. - For sure.

- Right, Tom? - Mm-hmm.

Then why don't you go back already?

You know, I honestly have no idea what you're doing here.

You haven't even bothered going to the cemetery.

Would it be safe to say that you're here for the Argentine hospitals,

which are great and completely free?

'Cause it's very clear that you can't afford them over there.

- Emma. - What?

No worries. We'll go back to Portland as soon as possible.

And are you taking me with you?

I don't know exactly how much that might be in feet,

but, you know, no more than four blocks, I assume, five at most.

And each of these blocks is a hundred meters.

I'd rather it was a longer walk.

In Oregon, people just don't walk. They live in their cars.

Hmm. Yeah. They're always on the highways.

No, they literally live in their cars.

Rent there is really expensive.

Ah.

And literally speaking... do you get to speak Spanish at home?

We don't talk in my house.

So... is it an emergency meeting?

You could say that.

Crime has gone up and everyone's sort of panicking.

- They're defending themselves. - Right.

It's the same kind of discrimination Latinos suffer when we go to the US.

Mm-hm. Yeah, it's almost the same thing.

Can you pick up the pace, please?

We're gonna get there when we're supposed to get there.

Yeah, you're right.

I guess they'll wait, then.

Maybe we could solve the problem with a fence.

They'd have to make an effort to climb it.

Uh... they're over there, and we're over here.

The police don't want to help us.

Or maybe they're with them, which is even worse.

I... I don't know what else to do.

And I want to be able to walk around in peace.

And if that means that we are at war...

well, then let's call it what it is.

And I'll win this war!

Let's do it!

The police won't lift a finger.

And we're not just gonna sit around and pray it away.

If we're scared of them, then they should be scared of us too.

I mean, if some burglar ended up, uh... dead in my yard,

I'd chop his head off and I'd hang it from the fence,

so the others could see what's coming.

- Yeah! - Absolutely.

If you feel like killing us, make sure to come over Sunday.

Monday through Saturday, we work for the entire day.

Before you go to work,

you better make sure you've chained your kid to the bed.

Come over and chain him yourself.

I'll be waiting with a soda in hand, asshole.

- You're the asshole here. - She can't say that!

That aggression is where violence starts.

- I would like to say... - She's just defending her son!

Our neighbor's idea seems extremely well-thought-out.

I'm truly convinced that it will finally bring us the peace we've been longing for.

Yeah, I can honestly say it's a fantastic idea.

In the meantime, I'd like you all to know that, as of this week,

part of my family which lives in the US is here and currently staying at my house.

So, I'd kindly ask everybody to please refrain from killing them.

Oh, come on...

But if by any chance, you can't help yourselves,

I would only ask that you refrain from cutting their heads off,

as it's a gesture that could be maliciously misinterpreted

and perhaps could even end up lowering the value of our property.

Please...

Why did she have to do that?

Come on. You're ridiculous.

What is she doing?

Julie, let's go.

Let's go.

My parents have been saying the same kind of stuff about the homeless in Oregon.

What do you think about it?

They say the same about African-Americans.

First there's fear, then hate...

and then, finally, there's fascism.

Were you scared of what I said?

I don't care if I die.

What do the doctors say?

That I'm a nutjob.

They convinced Lidia to put me in an institution.

That always happens.

But what are your symptoms?

I just eat too much. And some other stuff.

Hello, ladies. Any spare change?

- So I can place a bet? - No, I'm sorry.

Just go inside. Come on.

Please, help me out. It could be my lucky day.

Help me get out of this situation, ma'am.

How are you planning to pay for all this?

With a credit card. You have one?

- Of course. - Take it out, it's super easy.

That'll be 120,799.

That one.

- Debit or credit? - Credit.

I wanna go eat something delicious before they lock me up.

Go where?

It doesn't matter.

What's written on that wall?

"Way up on the tower, you see the sea."

"I found my love up here."

"Do... don't you kill us."

"Not like this, dude."

"I'm just crazy about you, Jenny."

"Your love will kill me forever."

Wow.

I had a dream that I was up there.

- In that sky swimming pool. - Hmm.

- That'd be nice, wouldn't it? - Hmm.

But that's a water tank, Julie, not a pool.

What is this place called?

Piedrabuena.

Piedrabuena water tank, your love will kill me forever.

Piedrabuena water tank, your... your love will kill me forever.

Who's gonna lock you up?

You get there, take a ticket, then wait for an hour.

Then they inform you that you need to get it validated by a notary.

And with Foreign Affairs.

Okay. I go upstairs. Another ticket.

I go to this other lady, and I present her all the medical history,

but she says she'll need to be evaluated.

But why's that?

For what? I don't get it.

What the fuck? What's the point?

I just don't get why there's an evaluation.

- I mean, is it for the ID? - I don't know.

They're making sure they have everything,

just in case she might need a procedure and they're not able to reach us.

What are you talking about, not being able to reach you? What does that mean?

I mean... The thing is,

not a single hospital over there will admit her anymore.

And that's it.

And...

And she's in desperate need of someone that can fix her, Emma.

And the hospitals here are really very good, and...

Emma, we're doing this for Julie, okay?

We... we've always put ourselves second every single time.

- And we always will. - I'm sure.

You're telling me the plan's that you guys go back to the United States,

and you leave Julie in an institution to be fixed, ah-ha-ha.

And where were you thinking she'd live? At my place?

- No, no, no. Not at all. - No, no.

- No. - We have to go back to the States to work.

So Julie can eventually come back with us when she gets better.

Yeah. With us.

I don't get it. Then why don't you work here and care for her yourselves?

Because I can't be her caretaker.

Yeah, but, Emma, you know that here,

I'll never find the kind of work that I have there.

Well, you can do here whatever you do there.

Logistics?

Wait, what do you do?

Logistics is the job I do there.

At Boeing?

Right, Boeing.

What do you do exactly?

Well, maintenance, I'd say it's kind of the same thing.

So you do airplane maintenance?

No, uh, offices.

So you're cleaning offices?

Yeah, but... it's at Boeing.

- See. - What do you actually do?

- You vacuum? - No, I just transport them.

I transport them, and also people.

We... we all work for, uh... a company.

So you transport vacuum cleaners?

I work for a company that services two of Boeing's, uh... main buildings.

- So... - So you don't even really work for Boeing?

Yeah, but it's pretty much the same as working for them.

And so, what matters is that the company gives us all health insurance.

And that's something really important for our Julie.

If we came here, we'd be in a worse situation, Emma.

We would, for sure. Much worse.

Way worse.

Hello!

- You're the realtor? - Yes. Luciano, nice to meet you.

- Same. Let's go up. - Sure.

Uh, this is it.

Hmm...

How much can I get? What do you think?

Are you going to be renting it out fully furnished?

Whatever works best.

As fast and profitable as possible.

Okay.

Julie?

Lidia?

Julie?

Visiting hours are over today. Please come back tomorrow.

My niece was brought here against her consent.

Let's talk outside.

I'm a gastroenterologist.

Our patients have to sign a consent form to be here.

If your niece is here against her will, that means it's on a judge's orders.

She needs to see me. She doesn't know what's going on.

I need to tell her.

What's her name?

Julie Silva.

Silva. She's new.

Thirty seconds and you're out, doctor.

- You wait outside. - All right.

Julie.

- Hey. - Julie.

Do you hear me? It's Emma.

- Emma, I'm about to die. - No, you're not about to die.

They'll take good care of you here. Are they treating you well?

They will not allow me to feel.

- What? - All the medications.

They... told me they wouldn't give me any medication.

When I swallow them, I hear the voices of all my friends calling me.

But I just can't go.

They won't let me take you out of here.

Auntie, if I leave this world, will I still have sex?

Mmm... I'm not capable of answering that.

Were you able to see my friends?

- You're not the same as them, Julie. - But how so?

- Because they're not here. - But I'm also not here.

Maybe it's a possibility...

that all of you... can feel each other,

and when you're together, they might be able to feel like you do.

But that just kills me forever.

What are you doing?

What do you think? We're going on vacation.

Caro, could you take us to the airport, if you don't mind?

How can you even do that? You're gonna leave your daughter here?

You have no clue. You don't know anything.

Tomás.

You know she gave us her consent, Emma. This is what she needs.

It's all we can do.

You handle your daughter and I handle mine.

Let me live my life now. Caro?

What are you gonna do?

I'll take them. What can I do?

Huh?

INDUSTRIAL LAUNDRY SERVICE

I'm not asking for much here, just a diagnosis.

Yes, I understand. Hey, listen, I'll call you later.

BUENOS AIRES POLICE

- Julie ran away. - What?

The police came over asking about her.

But how?

Nobody knows, Carolina.

At the hospital, they say no one saw or heard anything.

What did they tell you?

"Sorry to bother you, ma'am. This is just a routine question."

"Is Julie at home?" "No."

"Do you know where she is?" "No, why? What happened?"

"We don't know. An unauthorized absence has been reported in the system."

"Can you give me any details?" "You'd better call."

"Who am I supposed to call?" "Call the Ministry."

"Will you let me know if there's any news?" "Yes, of course."

"How did she even escape?"

"We don't know any details. Good night, thank you."

Didn't you say they knocked her out with those horse tranquilizers?

Yeah, but she's taken sedatives for most of her life. Her resistance is super high.

- Aren't you gonna look for her? - No. Neither should you.

When she comes back, she'll come home on her own and knock on the door.

Lidia said she'd text or call from Dallas when she gets there.

Great.

- Hmph. - Humor's such a joy.

You don't need to worry, 'cause Julie won't go unnoticed.

There's no need to comfort me.

I'm to blame for this too.

No one really cares if it's your fault or not,

'cause she's the one missing, right?

Once she shows up, she'll stay.

It's so lovely that you care about her at all.

Well, it's for Grandma.

What you should do is open all the windows and let some sunshine in.

I can't open the windows, Caro.

You'll pop up and ask me for a new phone.

- I happen to be your daughter, you know? - And you're also jealous.

I've gotta go.

- Hmm. - Julie and I share the same genetics.

Can you understand that?

No, because I can no longer hear you.

Julie!

Julie!

Julie!

Julie!

IN MEMORY OF CLAUDIA VIVIAN SCHIJMAN NICOLÁS ELISSETCHE GARRIDO