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Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Love makes us think that everything is real.

The beginning of the end is near...

We came to calm down the memory of humankind.

To witness throughout the universe...

and in infinite movement...

The other day, when I was on the mountain...

I heard a bell-like sound.

What could it be? Am I listening well?

It was too high.

A loud noise in the sky and in the wind.

I heard it too.

I heard that some time ago on the mountain.

It was very noisy, like the sound of cars.

Like a bell.

What should concern us is that this is a warning,

something is going to happen.

What is this warning us?

What will happen if we ignore this?

What does that mean?

What is that sound for?

Perhaps this is announcing a disgrace here in the town.

I hope this has come to prevent this...

from happening.

Whatever. It will bring suffering.

Who could be sending the signal?

Someone is very upset.

That's it.

It must be...

who is sending it...

who is making the noise.

That's right, there will be disgrace.

I think something bad is coming.

It's not a coincidence.

This is not good.

Because if it was good, it would be different.

- Let's see. - We don't know if it's good or bad yet.

We don't know what is causing this sound.

We only know that the noise comes from above.

It's neither from the town nor from the ground.

It's in the air and in the sky.

That's what's coming...

What will happen?

I asked our friends...

if they’ve heard that.

Some have heard it too, up there in the forest.

Mr. Ricardo...

Flores...

- Magón. - Magón.

He is known as a pioneer

and ideologist of the Mexican Revolution.

Ideologist because he gave many ideas

so that farmers and workers

could defend their rights.

He did this through a newspaper. What was the newspaper called?

"Regeneration", right?

"Regeneration".

That means "re-creating something",

going back to the source. This is to regenerate.

Like plants, they regenerate and grow again.

So, what needed to be regenerated? The ideas.

The ideas of freedom, justice,

eight-hour workdays.

It's very important to remember this.

- Do we agree? - Yes!

He was arrested many times.

And his newspaper was also censored.

They also seized his printer.

In short, they ended it all.

You can talk.

- He was a great thinker. - That's right.

So this was a real problem that happened before 1910, right?

Very well.

Is everything okay out there?

Yes, everything is fine.

Hold it like this.

Mom, I'm winning!

Be careful not to step on the plants.

Hey.

Hey, how's it going?

- Where's the boy? - He's kidding around.

See you later.

Get down, everybody.

What are you doing here? This is not your route.

What is your problem?

If you want to pass, you have to pay.

- I already paid you last week. - When was that?

Last week, or did you forget, you bastard?

You have to pay every time.

Or we are going to kill these sons of bitches.

I don't care. Talk to my boss, asshole.

You'll have to talk to Beni, you son of a bitch.

Why don't you suck the guy?

I'm sad to have to work in silence all day.

It ends with me, the fact that we can't talk to anyone.

I still remember when I was little,

the day the army broke into my house...

and took my father.

My mom and I couldn't do anything.

The harvest was all there...

on the side of the bed.

He was in jail for four years on charges of drug trafficking.

What will I do now...

He taught me all of that.

All I know is to be a farmer.

You know I'm not a bad person.

I only accept what the land gives me.

It is life, it's not a crime.

Cultivating land and plants...

it's not a crime.

No, it's not a crime.

But the government...

don't see it that way.

The risk is real and we have to take care of ourselves.

Yes, we have to take care.

Otherwise, they will catch us and make us disappear for good,

even if we are innocent.

Just because we're trying to make a living.

Well, what else can we do to make a living?

I don't know anything else.

This is all I know how to do,

that's what my parents taught me.

Especially my father, who was a farmer.

I know nothing but agriculture.

I'll give you some money.

I want him to stay with you.

Buy some food...

and if after that there is some money left,

buy something for the boy.

Okay, daughter.

I'm going to buy something for my grandson.

I also wanted to ask you to look after the boy.

I went to work and that was all they gave me.

I won't take him anymore because we were almost caught.

It's too risky.

- He will stay? - Yes, he stays.

It's very dangerous and I don't want anything to happen to him.

You are right, daughter. Everything is dangerous.

And money is scarce.

There is no other job, it's the only way.

And we need the money.

All right, I take care of my grandson.

My mother told me yesterday

they don't know what it is, but they are afraid.

I told her to calm down,

but I realized that she was very anxious.

Anxious or sad.

We need to talk to them.

They are concerned with what might happen.

Personally, I didn't hear anything.

Do you know anything about it?

My father heard it.

- Is the sound too loud? - Yes, it's high.

- Has it happened before? - Yes.

When my father goes to watch the goats

in the depths of the mountain.

He leaves the house at dawn.

- He hears strange things there. - Can't it be the wind?

They say it sounds like a bell from heaven.

They are concerned with what might happen.

They think something bad is going to happen.

The shadows speak to me...

They tell me that we must be prepared...

We will be together soon.

The more I see you, the more I miss you...

The world you know will end.

It's almost over, and you know it...

The pain and suffering will end.

Fear will be the first to go...

and it will be beautiful.

Attention everyone!

Attention everyone!

Do not leave your homes.

A van with armed men is on the way.

Teacher, teacher!

There's a van with cartel men out there.

We believe that their boss is also there.

We know that there was an argument

between the police and a pickup truck.

Understood. Nobody leaves.

To all the inhabitants of the town...

please listen to this letter.

By the power that has been bestowed on me,

I swear to tell the truth

according to the laws of our community.

To you,

people in the community,

I draw your attention to the following fact.

As you well know,

poverty in our community it is very high...

it is unbearable.

The pain we suffer

it's overwhelming

and we're running out of patience.

The government thinks

that we are the criminals,

and this is a lie.

We are farmers,

this is the only thing we know to do for a living.

We only grow the grass,

to feed our children.

We have no other option...

offered by the government or by life.

Our people are murdered every day...

at the hands of drug dealers.

And when they leave, the army appears.

They humiliate us.

They treat us like animals.

They beat us and they attack our women.

We can no longer allow this.

And that is why we are coming together

to defend ourselves.

We are not going to run away from our homes.

The few of us left in the town decided to die here,

defending what little we have.

We will not leave our land anymore.

We want drug traffickers to know...

that the fear is gone...

that it got lost in the fog.

And for the Mexican government, we say:

"Here we are. We will fight for what is ours."

My love.

Let the moon guide your way back home.

Let the sun warm your body...

with its energizing rays.

Let the wind bring your scent every day to me.

Let the lovely forest take care of you.

May you shine in the darkest of nights.

I walk night and day looking for you.

For me, there is no dream.

I am dead inside.

Your son and I cling to your memory.

Every day I want to go back in time.

I pray every day that your body will never die.

I demand that you remember me.

Let blind eyes be healed.

Let deaf ears be opened.

May the heart of stone bleed in abundance.

I want our happiness back...

And another important article is number 123.

Article 123 refers to the Labor Law.

- Teacher Javier, are you listening? - Where is it written that...

The Mexican revolution started because children like you,

- Teacher Javier, are you there? - aged 8 to 16 or 18 years old...

were forced to work more than 12 hours a day.

Yes, go ahead.

Teacher Javier... I have very bad news.

They saw a pickup truck coming down the hill yesterday.

They said there were about 15 people...

and they were all murdered.

Teacher Javier, did you hear me?

Teacher Javier, go ahead...

Humankind sees the world through suffering.

They walk like a lost child.

Not knowing what they are looking for.

Not knowing what they have.

Only love can save them.

We will find the teacher.

We have to be ready.

They are coming from the cemetery.

Can I seat here?

- Let's go. - See you later.

I came to see you...

because of what is happening.

How are your parents and children doing?

We are fine.

Do you know what happened...

You are being accused

of the pickup truck disappearance and the murdered people.

You're being accused of that.

You know we didn't do that.

You and the government are lying.

That's what the government says, that was you.

We don't know who it was,

but I don't think it was anyone in town.

That's why I'm warning you, because we grew up together...

and we were born here.

Please, I'm warning you,

take your family with you.

Get out of these lands.

This is a lie.

I can't believe you're asking me that...

because you also have a family here.

You can't just come here

to threaten us like that.

If you were worried about us, you would side with your people.

What you are asking me is impossible.

We live here and we will die for our land.

We are not afraid of you.

If our own people were murdered

how can we be guilty?

They were our family.

Even if they chase us, we won't get out of here.

You know very well what my job is.

That's your problem. Find out who did it.

Where's my mom?

My sister...

I will store your clothes for seven days...

like I did in the beginning of your life...

to purify your arrival in this world.

That is how

I will keep watch over your sudden journey.

Good evening everyone.

Welcome.

I heard that many soldiers are arriving.

They should arrive in the forest early in the morning.

They are in several trucks.

Was it confirmed that she was in the pickup truck?

Where could she be?

Where else...

In the same place as the others...

She's gone and she won't be back.

We must leave, it's not possible to negotiate anything with them.

Yes.

We understand that. There is nothing we can do.

Nobody can help us. We won't be able to.

We are on our own...

and soon the sun will rise.

We are not going to die here.

We are already dead, but we must do something.

They kill someone every day.

This is how we will live.

Listen to what I say. We will defend ourselves.

Understood, teacher. I will gather the people.

Comrades, come on.

I hope my daughter will return to the place where she once lived...

and go back to get what belongs to her...

what she left behind here on Earth.

My son, ask the wind, the clouds...

to the falling water, to the hills and mountains

for your mother to come back to us,

so that our worry and fear disappear.

My daughter, I will seek you tirelessly,

day and night.

And you must also look for her, my little one.

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

The mother feeds the child's crying with her absence.

The rain will fall knocking down the trees.

Only the smell of the soil will remain.

Humankind's time is over.

What am I doing here?

They have many weapons. We will not resist.

You are my greatest treasure.

My beloved son.

I am with you and I protect you.

I follow your steps.

And you follow mine.

We are one.

It's time for us to be together.

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

It's time for us to be together.

Mom!

Mom!

WE SPECIALLY THANK THE WHOLE COMMUNITY

OF SANTA MARIA HUITEPEC AND SANTA MARIA TLAHUITOLTEPEC

DEDICATED TO ROSALIA DELGADO AND ALEJANDRO GIL