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Beautiful.

My love! I love you, Naty!

- Right. Swallow those germs, bitch. - My God, you're right.

That's so gross!

Give me a catty eye too.

What'd you say? What did you just call it?

Just stop it. However you say it, Natalia.

You gotta wait your turn, girl.

Give it a shot. There's so many colors.

But I want you to do it for me.

- I can't see, can you move? - What are you doing?

I wanna try purple, like Thanos.

Who's Thanos? Is it the guy from the pizza place?

No, really. Who's this Thanos?

Thanos, the big purple guy from the movies?

- You mean Barney? - Ugh, Natalia, you're annoying.

Hello, hello!

- Oooh! - Made in China.

- Hey! Let's go. - Come on.

Look at that.

- Everything's so cute. - That's gorgeous.

- Oh my God. - I wanna get everything.

Oh my God, I'm obsessed.

I love it.

There will be paparazzi taking photos of us leaving the pizzeria.

- We're professional models now. - Of course.

- That's what models do. - Look!

- Is it the same guy? - Let's get going. Come on.

MY SAD DEAD

This is foul.

The water's tasting awful, Ma!

We should get a water dispenser. I can bring the one from your house.

Uh...

Can you just leave me alone for a second?

Are you hearing that?

What?

What did you hear?

That. Can you hear it?

Can I come in?

I'm coming in.

Old homes have all sorts of noises.

- Uh... - What noises are you hearing?

- The wood floors just creak all the time. - Oh.

- Uh... - I think I'm actually hearing Grandma.

That must be Mari.

Mari, our neighbor? It's Grandma Susana, I'm telling you.

- Why, is it the first time you hear her? - Since she was alive, yeah.

Are you saying you always hear that?

And how do you know it's Grandma Susana?

Because it's her voice... I think.

You think?

Please, tell me.

- It's disgusting. - Yes.

No, literally, the water's disgusting. You should get out.

Why?

Ma, can't you hear? Or smell?

Yes, I can smell it. It's the chlorine in the water.

You know, if your sense of smell is impaired,

you could have a brain tumor.

Did you know that?

What are you saying? What do you know?

I went to med school, Mama.

For two years.

Enough to know that. Get out.

Nobody knows where she is.

Now you know, Lidia, so do whatever you think you should do.

If you don't wanna come back, then don't.

They're supposed to be looking for her,

but the police say Julie's already an adult,

and they only go looking for criminals.

I'm begging you, Mama.

Look at me.

- I can hear that too. - I don't understand it.

Is it a psychotic break?

No, it's stress-induced hallucinations.

Ah, hallucinations.

So what you're saying is that what I'm hearing is all in my head.

- Yes. - And your whole thing with spirits?

- It's just in your head? - Just in my head, yes.

- Can you see? - Yeah, there's no avoiding it.

Aah.

How are they?

They're normal.

They're like you and me, but they're... dead.

Normal, but they're dead. You're joking?

I don't know, what do you think?

Uh, is Grandma Susana here now?

Well, Grandma Susana is here all the time.

Mama, please, I'm being serious.

I'm asking you to tell me

if Grandma Susana is literally breathing right next to me.

Caro, Grandma Susana can't breathe,

because she literally died four weeks ago, remember?

And if I talk to her, it's only because she needs me to.

I guess if she's been talking to you, it's because she needed to.

You could answer her, couldn't you?

No.

What the fuck is going on?

Is it you?

What is this? It doesn't make sense...

- Calm down. - No, but I...

I...

Mama. Mama, please.

- What the fuck is going on? - I'm begging you. Shh.

Do you actually see her?

And she literally hears you?

- You'll get used to it. - To what?

No, I don't wanna get used to it.

- Emma] Carolina... Carolina! - I don't want to! No!

It's okay, Ma. It's all right.

What's wrong, hmm?

Shh... It's all right. I'm here.

It's just...

- Well? - I... hmm...

- Ma, listen to me now. - I just don't want...

Do you remember the name of that sweet I liked when I was a little kid?

The one I was obsessed about?

It was very gooey in the middle.

Huh? We called it a rainbow cloud.

- I don't... - It had a different name.

It was a French name, I think.

Nou...

Yes?

And you'd always eat the whole bag.

- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.

Nougat.

- Ah! Nougat! Yes. - Mmm.

It was really nice.

- It's okay. - Oh, no, no, no.

- It's okay. - No, no, no, no, no, no.

I didn't...

- Hey. - I didn't want that.

- What? - I didn't want that...

What's happening? What's wrong, Susana?

What's going on? Tell me. What's going on?

I didn't... I'm just really sad...

Why?

My little girl.

My granddaughter. She's so nice.

- I love her so, so much. - Mm-hmm.

Sure... And?

Mmm... she died.

She's dead.

No! No, stay away!

No!

No, no, no!

I've said it already! No!

We need to get out of here!

What?

Where is that?

Come on, get in, quickly... Come on.

- Hurry up. Get in the car! Come on! - Where's that coming from?

No!

Doc, you gotta run!

Someone help, for fuck's sake!

It's Naty! It's Naty and her friends!

- Those motherfuckers! - They've got a gun!

- We need help! - Is there a doctor here?

- We need a doctor! Get a fucking doctor! - We need help!

- Help us! - A car!

- We need a car to take them to a hospital! - Someone call an ambulance!

No, ambulances don't come in here. They just won't.

Someone please do something!

- There's blood all over them! - Emma, come.

- What? - They were shot.

- Who? - The girl from the choir.

And two of her friends.

Excuse me!

Coming through!

- Let us through. She's a doctor. - I'm a doctor. Let me through.

- Please, let me through. - Wake up, sweetie, please!

I'm here. It's me, my love. It's Mama.

Please, someone help me, please. Someone please do something!

Please, I'm begging you.

My sweet baby. What happened? What happened?

Oh my God!

Wake up. Wake up, Naty. Mommy's here, taking care of you.

Someone do something, please. Do something!

- Call an ambulance. I'm begging you! - We've called one.

My little girl, my sweet baby girl.

- Wake up, baby girl. - The ambulance is here.

- My sweetest little angel. - Do I tell them to come?

Please, do it for Mommy. Just open your eyes.

Please do something!

Granny Su?

Mama?

Granny Su?

Are you here?

Caro.

Caro. Yeah.

Hey, what's up, Susana? How have you been?

Are you okay?

Do you wanna have a glass of wine with me, like we used to, or a smoke?

What do you prefer?

Granny Su?

I made you laugh?

I miss you, Susana.

Hi, how are you?

Hey, please don't hate me, okay?

Uh... I know the shoot's tomorrow, but I won't be able to make it.

Things got really crazy on my end.

I'm really sorry.

I'll make it up to you as soon as possible.

Forgive me. Please do. Talk to you soon. Bye.

(UN) INHABITED ROOMS CAROLINA BASCARY

THERE'S NO EDUCATION IF THERE'S NO BUDGET

Caro?

- Oh... Rosario. - It's been so long.

Mmm.

So, are you back?

No. I'm not back in school.

- I'm still taking photos. - Oh, how cool.

You know, I bought one of your photos when you had that exhibit.

- You really did? - Yeah, I bought one of 'em.

They were photos of ghosts, or something like that?

Yeah, even though you can't see them. Ahem.

Then what are you doing here?

It's June 23rd today.

- It's the anniversary of his death. - Oh, yeah.

- I work here now. - That's great.

I'm always around.

Facundo is as well.

Mmm.

Great to see you.

See you soon. Good luck with everything.

Thanks.

MOTHER OF ONE OF THE MURDERED GIRLS

I have no idea where my daughter's murderers came from.

The drug dealers have taken over this place,

and no one comes to help us.

The police don't come near here. They only protect the criminals.

And I'm no longer afraid to say it.

Come here and do your job!

And don't allow any other girl to die this way!

Someone has got to stop them.

She was my daughter.

And no one can bring my daughter back.

We demand justice, for once!

Or I'll have to find them myself.

I'll go find them myself. We deserve justice.

The girls shared the same taste for Latin urban music.

And they always spent several hours a day

playing on an app on their phones called Randonautica.

CRIME IN PIEDRABUENA

And some of the neighbors have said and speculated

that they might've seen something in there that they shouldn't have seen at all.

And that could be some kind of clue.

In any case, everything happened just a few hours ago,

and the investigation hasn't started yet.

I looked for you everywhere,

but every time the police show up, you run away and hide.

Old habits.

Yeah.

I didn't come for the money.

- Great, then I won't pay you. - No, no, no. Please do.

Pay me, 'cause I'm broke, Emma.

Are you thinking of closing the bar?

Well, I can't compete with the supermarkets.

Wow, look all the gin you got my mother to buy.

- Hmm... - You're a murderer, you know?

It was the only thing that relieved Susana's pain.

I still owe you half.

Your mother brightened up the bar.

I was asked to come here.

What is it?

I can't read the handwriting.

"Florencia, Johanna, Naty."

Those are the girls they killed.

Who asked you to come?

They're saying they can still hear the girls' screams and the shots.

As if the murder was happening all over again.

And can you hear it?

I don't believe anything, Emma.

- And what do they want? - For you to go calm the girls down.

Your mother used to tell me at the bar that you talked to spirits.

She always said that about you.

That woman would say anything for gin. 'Cause I don't do that.

What did she talk about at the bar?

- Your mother? - Mmm.

She'd talk about her life.

She'd make fun of all the idiots, as you can imagine.

And she made fun of me.

Of you?

- Yeah. - Why?

She'd tell me I was too scared to ask you out.

She called me a coward.

She told you to ask me out?

Yeah, she said to take you out dancing.

Of course, she was joking.

I don't dance.

I don't either, Emma.

And in my case, no one brings me or takes me anywhere.

To be fair, asking you out, Emma...

it's no easy task.

Stop, dude, don't!

There's a sea of screams, can you hear it?

No!

I've gotta buy another one. Maybe someone will get me one.

Let's take one of all of us together.

- Let's do it. - With flash. One, two, three!

Three!

- I love it so much! - We look amazing!

What's going on?

Stop, dude, don't!

Naty, no!

No! No!

I've gotta buy another one. Maybe someone will get me one.

Let's take one of all of us together.

- Let's do it. - With flash. One, two, three!

Three!

- I love it so much! - We look amazing!

What's going on?

Stop, dude, don't!

Ugh. My battery's low.

- And my flash isn't working. - I'll take it, don't worry.

I've gotta buy another one. Maybe someone will get me one.

Let's take one of all of us...

What's going on?

I've gotta buy another one. Maybe someone will get me one.

Let's take one of all of us together.

With flash. One, two, three!

Three!

- I love it! - Amazing!

- No... - Hello, ladies.

No...

Florencia, Johanna...

Naty.

Are you all models?

Yeah, you are models.

I need you

to give me tips... for a look.

You see, I've got a niece.

She's the same age as you, and she needs some more followers.

So I told her to take a page out of your book,

because you know what you're doing.

I noticed your earrings.

They're really beautiful.

Your hair looks gorgeous.

It really suits you.

Hey!

Naty? Naty?

- You're Naty, right? - No!

No, I'm not Naty! Someone's out to kill me!

The girls kept screaming. We couldn't stop hearing them.

- So how did you do it? - What? I didn't do anything.

No, no, no. I really mean that.

- Um, have you seen Lautaro anywhere? - Over there.

- He's over there. - Right there.

Ah. I see him.

- You're welcome. I'll see you later. - That was really something.

This is all so strange.

How do you think she did that?

I mean, after everything that's happened, that she was able to do that.

I just don't understand.

I wonder how we were able to hear them?

I hear voices everywhere!

You brought your liquid courage?

- It's water. - You drink water?

It might sound dumb, but I actually like it now.

I don't know what's in it, but it's better than gin.

- No, absolutely not! - What?

The girl's real name isn't Naty.

- I don't care. - Who told you that?

- This can't keep happening. - She did.

- No, I want things to be better. - And how was she?

- We need to force the authorities... - I'd say... quite dead.

I've had your back since we were little, Emma.

So, you don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to...

- I just don't-- - I do know. Don't worry. I know that.

So you hear them, but you can't see them?

No. I don't see 'em.

People who die tragic deaths,

they... feel the need to come back so they can be witnessed.

They're repeating the exact moment of their death.

- You mean everybody? - No, not everybody, of course.

Thank goodness. Just some of them.

They give me a break, let me breathe.

Well, when they come back, I guess they're looking for attention.

But if I talk to them, they settle down.

Mmm.

What?

You're not coming in.

- No, Emma. I'm not. - See you.

Three girls were killed.

Hmm. What's this?

It's the juice Julie bought.

Tastes awful, but the water's even worse. Want some?

They were shot.

It was the three girls I hired that day for the photo shoot I did.

They were gorgeous.

Lautaro took me there. They were already dead by then.

Aah.

Lautaro...

You still enjoy getting screwed under the tables at the bar?

I'm wondering what might happen to you

when Julie shows up dead one of these days.

What's gonna happen to you when she shows up dead?

You'll be drowning in guilt.

The girls dye their hair all sorts of colors these days.

I quite like it.

They have them at the store here. So many colors.

Is there yellow?

Yes, they have yellow, and black.

Oh! There's one called midnight black that's super cute.

And there are tons of reds.

They have ruby red, they have fire red.

Fire red?

Yes.

It's an orange, I guess. I'll grab the fuchsia for you.

What do you think you're doing?

I'm not afraid of you, you piece of shit.

You still want money to go get drunk, is that it?

You won't leave me alone, even now that you're dead.

You hear him too?

I thought I was the only one who'd gone crazy.

Are you back to fuck with me, is that it?

You made my life completely miserable, you son of a bitch.

Every single day.

Those kids you had with that other woman...

And you left them your stupid apartment.

You left them your motorcycle.

What did you leave me?

Leave me alone, at the very least.

And who are you?

You're not crazy at all.

No. I know.

The problem is... the wind, you know?

That little lock... Yeah.

Makes the exact same noise that

the son of a bitch used to make when he came over to fuck with me.

Put a rag on it.

Stay out of it, okay?

Would you please... not tell anyone?

I take care of kids here, and I don't want people to...

Well, you know.

Go away.

Go on.

Go that way.

Okay, no worries. I'll hold.

- Thank you very much. - Thank you.

Where's the plaque?

It's right there.

Where exactly?

Okay, Emma. I covered it up.

Why'd you cover it up?

That was a tribute to your father, from the organization,

from the ceremony they did for him.

I know that, but things keep happening because of it.

What things?

There's people who come in to insult him, or don't come in at all.

So? And you covered it because of that? Are you embarrassed?

- Sir, are you still there? - Hold on.

Yes, ma'am, I'm still here. Uh... Yeah, I'm waiting.

I'm gonna need you to hold.

- Okay. Okay, what can I do? I'll hold. - I'll connect you in a bit.

- Yes. - Thank you.

Yeah, sure.

Let me tell you, Emma.

This one day, this guy who was sitting at that table,

he got up, he looked at me and he said, "I know lots about your late dad."

"I know they tortured him to death."

"And I'm glad they did, because he felt just like the soldiers he killed."

Uh-huh.

"And every day, I'm more convinced that we did the right thing by turning him in."

Your mom was there.

Susana got up when she heard him, and she...

she just punched, so hard she almost broke her wrist.

She told me later that she was used to dishing out slaps,

but she got angry and closed her fist instead.

My mother punched him?

Emma, I've spent years puttin' up with those guys

who stopped by, saw the plaque, and went somewhere else,

but... fascists like that asshole, I'm done with, forever.

Thank you for holding.

- Hello? - Who's that on the phone?

Sir, are you still there?

- Yes, I am. - I'm not able to put you through.

Well, I... I want you all to know

that the main water tank, which is owned by your company,

is full of dead pigeons.

Did you say dead pigeons?

We're talking about the main distribution tank,

which means this tank supplies the other tanks in the neighborhood.

- I'll make sure to put that in the system. - Well, thank you.

What about the girl?

You know, Naty was actually called Isabelle. Look.

Isabella.

Oh. Oh, yeah, Isabella.

Why, was she in hiding or something?

It was to punish her father.

That's why they killed her.

Well then, you will uncover the plaque, and put it back on the wall.

When everything goes to shit, you'll let me in here.

We're gonna hide and wait for it to pass.

I'll take you in.

But that kind of language in this bar is not accepted.

They played so much better.

No, that would be...

What are you doing here?

Caro. She picked me up.

The plane ended up landing in Montevideo because of that storm, you know?

And while we were there, I saw your message.

So I took the ferry and came back here.

You have any news about Julie?

- Did you come back to commit her? - Caro doesn't know anything.

Well, I don't either.

- And the police? - No, nothing.

I'm gonna head to that hospital.

I'll go in there and talk to every single nurse.

You think they'll tell you anything?

Of course they will. They've got to know something, right?

- Wouldn't you rather call them? - No, no.

I wanna go, so I'm going.

- Well then... I can call them, if you want? - No.

I wanna go. So I'm going.

Okay.

Open the door.

What's wrong?

Caro, can I borrow your car?

Sure. Hold on.

- Where... - The key's in the ignition, okay?

Okay. Thanks.

- I'm gonna look for Julie now. - Okay.

And that's when I realized it was my mom, my own mother,

who was able to calm the dead girls.

And I feel this tiny glimmer of pride. Secretly, but I feel it.

And so I think, "Wow, my own mother is able to calm dead people."

"She goes out and helps them."

"When is she gonna help me?"

Do you remember Facundo?

- Yes, of course. Facundo. - He called me.

- Oh, you really think so? - Yeah.

Why, are you planning on dating again?

If he hadn't died 15 years ago, maybe I would.

But he can't call me.

He just can't. Because he's totally dead, isn't he?

- That's right. - Mm-hmm.

So then what? Are you gonna be calling him?

You know I can't do that.

I don't want you thinking it's something romantic or whatever, okay?

But I thought, I don't know, since you have this gift of yours,

you could see him and maybe talk to him.

- No, Carolina. No. No. - But why?

- Why not? - Be-because I can't.

That's just not how this works. I don't go around summoning anyone.

They show up and disappear when they feel like doing it. They're totally free.

I know they have their reasons.

I don't know what they are, and I don't wanna know.

- What? - Hold on.

Oh no...

The dead girl showed up.

Lautaro's saying that they hear her cry on the soccer field.

- Then go find her. - What?

Just go find her.

- What? You can't or you won't? - I can't and I won't.

- Aah. - All right?

That's not the issue here.

That doesn't matter at all. The only real issue here is Julie.

- Ah, really? - Yeah.

And if you're jealous or bitter about it, you know what?

Deal with it and quit making up ridiculous stories nobody cares about.

You're a child who refuses to grow up. Just like Julie.

- Huh. - And I'm not coming after you either.

What's going on? What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Stop, dude, no!

No!

Let's take one of all of us together.

- The three of us. - Let's do it.

What's going on?

Isa.

Your friends are looking for you. You need to get to the photo shoot.

Are you gonna wear the leather jacket?

- No, not that one. - Which one?

- The red vinyl one. - And the leather one?

Johanna.

Will you show me a photo?

She's so silly.

No, skip that one, I don't like it.

This one's with Flo's cat.

Is that Johanna?

No. That's Flo.

Delete that.

Come on, delete it.

You're all beautiful.

All three of you are beautiful.

You don't look alike at all, but when you put on makeup, you're identical.

- Have they gotten ready? - No.

They can't start without you.

No, they can't.

You gotta go, they're waiting for you.

You know, you can't tell a soul that my name's Isabella.

- I won't. - If those guys end up finding me?

They'll find my dad and gun him down. Do you understand? You can't.

I understand. I won't tell a soul.

Go on.

- The American girl's okay. - Who?

Julie.

She's okay.

No, no, no! No! No!

No, no! No, no, not that! No!

No, no!

Where did you go? Where did you go?

Dad. Dad, I'm okay.

Why are you so sad? Let's go home.

Come on, Dad. Why are you crying?

Where are you going? Even if you run, I'll find you.

- Leave me alone! - Oh, now you remember!

- Get out of here. - Stop it!

- Listen. I love you. Listen. - I don't want to talk, Lore.

- Leave. Get out of here. I buried you! - Listen to what... Listen to me.

I buried you.

I'm here, baby.

I'll never leave your side.

Oh, my goodness, thank you, guys!

Oh, I love it so much. It's amazing!

What are you staring at now, Mama?

Julie is not in the tank, I told you already.

If she was in there, I would've heard her.

Do you hear her?

Argentine Water and Sanitation. This is Carla speaking.

- How may I help you? - It's an emergency.

You have to come right away.

I understand. Tell me where you're calling from.

Piedrabuena, Buenos Aires.

What kind of emergency are we talking about?

- Can you hear me? - Hello?

- Hello? - Are you still there?

BASED ON THE WORK OF MARIANA ENRÍQUEZ

IN MEMORY OF CLAUDIA VIVIAN SCHIJMAN NICOLÁS ELISSETCHE GARRIDO