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"The old world is dying, the new world struggles to be born.

In this chiaroscuro, monsters are born." Antonio Gramsci.

DAMAGE CONTROL

You're checking me, aren't you?

What?

I haven't done anything in ages.

I know.

We still have time to think it through, you know?

There's nothing to think about.

Do you think I can be a good mother, Julio?

The best.

Well, then, tell me what's keeping you awake.

I've got a rough day ahead of me.

I don't understand why you keep doing this.

I mean, you know it's just for show.

-I owe it to your father. -You owe him nothing.

I owe him everything.

When's it ever going to end?

If all goes well...

it ends today.

I can't stand that we've got to hide as if we're a couple of young kids.

Where are you coming from?

What, Mom? You're checking on me even in the bathroom?

The bathroom's that way.

Yes. I went to that one and it reeks.

What's that?

A silly accident at the temple. Tonight of all nights.

Hm.

A little makeup and no one will notice.

Let's pray.

Emilio, you told me you'd get Julio out of here.

And I will.

When, exactly?

When all this is over.

But right now, I need him around.

It better happen soon.

Promise me, Emilio.

Promise you?

There's no need for promises between us.

I need your word.

I promise.

Blessed be Jesus Christ our Lord.

For the flame, for the wind.

By those who fly, for those who crawl.

For the serpent, for the eye.

For the back, for the whip.

For the flame, for the wind.

By those who fly, for those who crawl.

For the serpent, for the eye.

For the back, for the whip.

For the flame, for the wind.

For those who fly, for those who crawl.

For the serpent, for the eye.

For the back, for the whip.

Come on. It's a shark.

Ulises, yours are there.

-Come on. Pick up, asshole. -Armando!

-Give me that. -Get it yourself.

-Mom. -Mom, please.

-Thank you. That's very nice. -Morning.

I'd like a coffee with a bit of cream, please.

You read this before sending it to me?

-Which one? -The pastor's speech.

Read it quick. What matters is your speech.

"Armando Badajoz for president."

Yes, that's what I'm talking about.

For my speech to work, we can't have him spewing that kind of--

Do you like it?

I'm not hungry.

-Read it, please. -Okay.

-Come on. -No way.

-Give me that. -I said, no.

Yes, the stuff about Christ being above the republic. A bit much.

-This isn't helping me, Rubén. -Shh. Shh.

He'll push voters away with that kind of rhetoric.

Delete the portions I highlighted.

Honestly, I think it's a bit late to make any edits.

Excuse me?

You're the one who picked this guy as my running mate.

You assured me that I'd be in control, he'd ring the bell in the Senate.

And that's it. Well, make sure he rings the bell.

I wanna ring the bell.

Very well.

-I'll see you this afternoon at the rally. -Mm-hm.

I wouldn't have thought you'd be part of this whole circus.

And you?

I bet some people are wondering where you are.

Look at the time.

Good afternoon.

SECURITY

Credentials, please.

You have to be very quiet. We're gonna wait right here.

Julio Clamens. I need to know where he is, please.

The time of making promises is over

and we need to take action against blatant corruption.

It's our only chance to instigate real change

and to move closer to a better future.

Do you have water?

-No, but let me get you some. -Please.

No, thank you.

Elena.

It's bewildering, the amount of alcohol around.

Okay, I'll deal with it.

Excuse me. Get rid of the alcohol.

-We don't want any of it. Is that clear? -Yes.

All the booze needs to go.

Hey.

-All good? -Yes.

-Need anything? -No, no. I'm fine.

The crowd is expecting the imminent arrival

of presidential candidate Armando Badajoz

and his running mate Emilio Vázquez Pena--

Come on!

All together!

PARTISAN MASS OR CAMPAIGN CLOSURE?

JESUS' REDEEMING LIGHT

Rubén?

-Yes, I know. -You've got to get rid of that banner.

It's not possible.

Then make sure no one sees it.

I don't want any of the cameras to focus on it

because that is not what we want.

This is our last rally.

That banner cannot be what makes the headlines tomorrow.

-You understand? -Yes. Absolutely.

Yeah, well...

Rubén?

The pastor's speech was taken care of, I hope?

Almost.

Don't yank my chain, Rubén.

-Relax, everything will be fine. -It better be.

Church of corruption!

Church of corruption!

The Church of corruption! The Church of corruption!

THE CHURCH OF CORRUPTION

Church of corruption!

Motherfucker.

More makeup?

I never imagined a pastor would need so much makeup

to uh, to spread the gospel.

Any other pastor may not,

but someone like me in the era of HD?

No makeup, no miracles.

Speaking of miracles, Rubén, come here!

Could you tell the pastor what you told me about his speech?

I'll leave you to it.

-Emilio. -Yes?

Your speech is excellent. It's spot on.

But since this is going live,

and the broadcasters are uptight about time, we need to shorten it a bit.

-I was thinking-- -Take it to Julio.

-But it's three or four minutes with all-- -Take it to Julio.

-Where are you, Julio Clamens? -Oh, sweetheart.

What is it? There's no need to raise your voice, darling.

Julio's not here.

But there's Pablo, Magdalena, Oscar and me.

What do you need?

I need Julio.

Is there anything at all we can do to help?

There are many things you can help me with,

but I need to finalize my speech right now with my good friend Osorio.

And for that, I need Julio. He's worked on it for weeks.

Sure, but since the right man's not around, I'll take care of it.

Follow me, please. Come on.

Go with her.

Or find Julio. I have no idea where he could be.

Well, me neither.

The job he's got to do isn't so hard.

Find me Julio Clamens. Tell him to come backstage right now.

Dad, don't treat me like an idiot.

I know damn well you're the one who sent these people to mess things up.

I'm no fool. Hey!

No, no, they're not my people nor Badajoz's!

You sent these people, and I swear you'll regret this!

Take my word for it. This isn't over. You hear me?

I can't reach Julio.

Don't worry about it. Give me what you did with Elena.

Anyway, I don't really read. I'll wing it like my sermons.

-Yes, but this is precisely-- -I'm ready.

What about you, Mr. Future President?

I am too.

My esteemed VP. Let's go.

Come on, everyone. Gather round.

CHRIST SAVES

Elena!

Elena.

Ah.

For your protection.

God bless.

Thank you.

-Father. -Yes. Yes, Pablo.

Thank you.

God bless you, Dad.

God bless. I love you.

-Good luck, Emilio. -Yes. Thank you.

All set?

Of course.

Wait. One minute.

The chief of security is coming with instructions.

There's major rioting happening near the entrance.

-Shit! -Good day.

-Abel Nicora, chief of security. -Go ahead.

We're making every effort to suppress the riots, but new ones keep breaking out.

We recommend calling off the event.

Call it off?

Absolutely not.

Calling off the event would cause a scandal.

-And if something happens? -No, nothing will.

In other words...

Jesus will happen.

We're under his protection. Don't worry.

I'm not sure Jesus can handle this one.

Yes, he can. Of course he can.

He's almighty, Julio. He can.

I propose we wait, then. Fifteen, 20 minutes.

Can we win this election if we let ourselves be bullied by cowards?

Ladies and gentlemen!

Ladies and gentlemen!

Can I please have your attention?

I hope you're all in good spirits.

And now, what you've all been waiting for!

Ladies and gentlemen,

let us give a warm welcome...

to the future president and future vice president of our republic,

Armando Badajoz

and Emilio Vázquez Pena.

CHURCH OF THE KINGDOM OF LIGHT

Whoo!

We need a doctor, now!

Go!

Don't go. Don't go, dear.

Keep walking.

Keep walking!

Armando!

It's gonna be okay.

Over there. Hurry up! Come on.

It's okay. It'll be fine. Come on, let's go!

-Where's the ambulance? -Hang in there.

Open up! Let us through!

Let us through!

FOR EACH CITIZEN'S FUTURE

The crowd is running. Some people are running out, others rushing in.

Because they're trying to find out what's going on.

Hey, hey.

Go on.

-Can you help find his mom? -Yes?

-That's all right. Come with me. -Thanks.

Armando, my love.

It's going to be all right. It's going to be all right.

Oh, sweetheart. Oh.

Julio!

Julio, where are you going?

Hey!

Julio, it's me. Look at me.

No.

No.

Listen, Badajoz is dead.

Please be careful. The steps.

I'll handle it.

Congresswoman, how is the pastor after what went down?

He feels terrible, as we all do. This is a political assassination.

This is unprecedented in the history of our country.

It's now the matter for law enforcement to do their work--

Thank you very much for your time.

The district attorney has just arrived along with the members of her office.

-DA Candia. -Move, please.

Please.

-Who are they? -District attorney's team.

Can you tell me who's in charge of the Badajoz case?

Sure, I'll wait.

Sir, I said no! We have work to do.

Are you sure?

Okay. Thank you.

DA Candia?

-DA Candia. -DA Candia.

DA Candia, can you give us some answers?

Please don't keep us in the dark.

DA Candia.

DA Roberta Candia, she's on our side. It's all under control.

Other side. I'd like to see the wound, please.

Hm.

-Come. Wanna see it? -No. I see fine from here.

-Thank you. -Mm-hm.

-Good day. -Any news, chief?

The murder weapon.

We have the weapon, the perpetrator.

Motive? A psycho?

Big time. At least, he sure looks like one.

He even tried to cut his own throat.

Disconnected kind of guy. Impossible to read.

Hasn't said a word since we caught him.

No. It's good. That way, it's better for the proceedings. Where is he?

-He's in one of the offices locked up. -Very well.

Ramiro, go with Chief Lamas. Meet the man, explain the charges, read him his rights.

Start on the paperwork. Then take him to custody.

-Very well. -I'm gonna go meet the rest.

My sympathies. You'll have more fun with the killer. Come on.

Okay.

Uncover him, please.

-I tell you, I didn't see him. -But I saw your face, your eyes.

Now is not the time to keep secrets from each other.

-Who is he? -I don't know.

It was all blurry. I was in shock.

I want you in the bar in 15 minutes.

I cleared the area for us. It'll be strictly inner circle.

I can't. They want me with them.

Julio, I don't think you understand. This is not a game.

I'm not asking if you want to come.

I've cleared the area. We have important decisions to make.

I want you there in 15, alone. Leave the pastor here.

Is that clear?

HOLY BIBLE

-This is the district attorney's-- -I killed him.

-Hold on. We're required by law... -I'm the killer.

-...to inform you of your rights. -I'm the killer!

Read him his rights.

"Have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you.

If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be appointed to you.

You have the right to call someone to let them know."

You're charged with the murder of Armando Badajoz.

I'm a killer! I'm the killer!

For shining your light on us...

Jesus, we adore you.

For showing us the way...

Jesus, we adore you.

For keeping us from the darkness...

Jesus, we adore you.

For keeping evil at bay...

Jesus, we adore you.

Excuse me. Good afternoon.

I'm District Attorney Roberta Candia.

Please. Pastor Emilio.

Pleasure. How are you? I'm in charge of the case.

Maybe you have something to tell me that could be useful.

I'm sorry. This isn't a good time.

Of course. I don't wanna bother you if you're not well.

But in cases such as these, there never really is a right time.

Anyway, it's a simple visit. I want to introduce myself, nothing more.

I've already gathered all the information I need to get started.

We'll get in touch shortly.

We'll need to speak with you, with all of you.

Does anyone have anything you'd like to tell me?

No? Okay.

I'll see you at the DA's office, and we'll go to the temple.

My assistant and I will visit the temple.

I hope you will give my husband a chance to rest a little bit.

I'm sure you understand. This is a very difficult moment.

Yes, of course. I completely understand.

Pastor, I'll see you soon.

Thank you very much. Good afternoon. Good afternoon.

The nerve of that woman coming in here and treating us like we are the killers.

Come on. Come with me.

Darling.

When we feel we have no strength...

we adore you...

Jesus.

When we feel we have no strength...

We adore you, Jesus.

Come on. You too, come.

You heard the district attorney.

Mm.

She'll go to the temple.

And she'll be doing her best to find dirt under the carpets.

You know how to get rid of dirt under the carpets.

And if there happens to be some, make sure she does not find it.

I understand we're in a very bad way.

But we must shoulder the responsibility.

We need to put our civic duty above the pain we feel.

Now the question is, what's next?

By law, the natural successor would be the pastor,

but if he resigns, the next is the highest ranking senator or representative.

Get him to resign then.

And we're all good.

I find your attitude a bit reckless, senator.

More than reckless, it's stupid. I've explained it a hundred times.

I don't know how you came to be a senior senator.

Do you think you can win an election with anyone else on the ticket?

Would you even dare to try?

We're not going to find wonderful solutions.

This is all about damage control. You all need to get that in your head.

Damage control.

We can't trust him.

Did you read him his rights, explain the charges?

Yes, I did both. Not sure he listened though.

Anyway, it's written in the transcript. It's in the record. I got a copy.

Hang on.

Ah, here it is.

I'm guessing you're not known for your organization skills.

Why do you say that?

Never mind.

First thing tomorrow morning on my desk, a detailed report on Remigio Cárdenas.

We must find out why he killed Badajoz. Crazy or not, he's gotta have a motive.

Even in his madness.

Honey, you're on every single news TV channel.

It's all they talk about. I don't know if you're aware of it. Huh?

Oh, yeah?

Let's make a toast to a bright future.

Yeah. Bright professional future, because the personal...

-Oh, it didn't work? -No.

Oh.

I'm so sorry, honey.

Let's sit down.

Come. Come over here.

It's okay. Relax. Deep breath, eh?

Listen, I'm sure next time it's gonna work, huh?

It's just a matter of time. It won't be long. It'll happen for sure.

The baby.

I don't know anymore.

I already feel like I've ran out of time, you know?

Oh, let's not go there. Not now, okay?

-Who could that be at this time? -I'll get it.

-Are you sure? -Yeah, yeah.

Ramiro.

-What brings you here? -I have Remigio Cárdenas' profile.

He works at the Church of the Light. The home for children.

He's a man of the church, not a psycho.

TO JOSÉ LUIS DÍAZ (1953-2020)