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[teacher] Let´s see, guys.

Now you´re leaving school...

... what will you study?

Law.

Psychology.

Industrial engineering.

Me too, engineering.

[All] Whoo! [laughing]

Administration.

Early childhood studies.

That´s my girl.

-[All] Oh! - Yes, mate!

Graphic design.

Music.

Music.

- Music. - Music too.

We're living the worst times in Peruvian history...

and you want to make music.

And what kind of music?

-Rock, sir! -Rock, yeah.

Rock.

There's no space for rock in this country.

It's expensive,

the equipment, the instruments, to make a show.

And your parents will surely not approve of it.

You´ll starve to death, dumbasses.

[laughing] Ah!

[laughter]

And how do you know that?

[chuckles]

Because I used to have a rock band.

[All] Oh!

[bell rings]

[cheering]

Oh!

[cheering continuous]

♪ I don't give a shit ♪

♪ for today's lesson ♪

♪ Math♪

♪ Religion ♪

♪ Roll calls or singing an anthem to God ♪

♪ And respecting the teacher ♪

♪ I won't come back to school♪

♪ no way ♪

♪ Let them keep all their crap ♪

♪ I won't come back to school ♪

♪ no way ♪

♪ What for? ♪

♪ From preschool school or college ♪

♪ always the same oppression ♪

♪ I won't come back to school ♪

♪ no way ♪

♪ Let them keep all their crap ♪

♪ I won't come back to school ♪

♪ no way ♪

♪ What for? ♪

♪ What for? ♪

♪ What for? What for? What for?♪

♪ What for? If I do know ♪

♪ [both] a lot ♪

♪ What for? If I say ♪

♪ no, no, no ♪

♪ What for? It's useless ♪

♪ For nothing ♪

♪ For nothing ♪

♪ For nothing ♪

♪ For nothing ♪

♪ For nothing ♪

♪ For nothing ♪

♪ For nothing ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh! For nothing ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh! For nothing ♪

♪ For nothing. Oh, oh, oh! ♪

♪ For nothing, for nothing ♪♪

-[All] [cheering] -Oh!

Fuck, yes!

Whoo!

Fuck, yes!

AV. LARCO. THE MOVIE

[ambulance sirens]

[man] A memory cannot be fragile.

[woman] They'll do it, come hell or high water.

[♪Fragil: "Avenida Larco"]

5 YEARS LATER

There.

[chuckles]

[professor] [sighs]

Professor.

You still have 30 minutes, Dulude.

No use, it'll be the same.

[Miki] [laughs]

Ouch!

I did so badly.

- I didn't take it. - I was caught cheating.

You've always sucked at cheating.

Hey. What do you mean? Look.

Huh?

Wrong subject though.

[laughing]

[rap music plays]

♪ So much effort to pass ♪

♪ that admission test ♪

♪ How many years deciding on a major ♪

♪ Your freshman year was exciting ♪

♪ In five years, dark circles and no luck ♪

♪ I analyze the environment and it's insane ♪

♪ The PhD has failed I feel out of focus ♪

♪ Failed in life for mala praxis ♪

♪ and now all I can do is drive a taxi around Lima ♪

♪ You can't manage to find a job ♪

♪ It's useless to be a professional ♪

-Yo! -Aha!

♪ Things have gone wrong with me ♪

♪ This university drives me insane ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's insane ♪

♪ This university is driving me insane ♪

♪ Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! It's insane ♪

♪ The chicks and parties have made me crazy ♪

♪ Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! ♪

♪ it's insane ♪

♪ It's insane! Insane! Insane! ♪

♪ Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! ♪

♪ It's insane ♪

♪ Insane! Insane! ♪♪

One, two, three, go!

[playing rock music]

♪ Dirty, green cop ♪

♪ You act in your best interest ♪

♪ Dirty, green cop ♪

♪ You defend decadence ♪

No, no, no! Stop it!

What are you doing?

- It was you! - What's wrong, Miki?

OK, OK, sorry. My bad.

Will you say that at the concert?

- What's wrong, Wilbert? - Oh!

-Who's Wilbert, moron? -Aren't you Wilbert?

- What's so funny? - Wicho.

- Cut it out. - Can you stop that?

We need to do it well before the contest.

We haven't done it well in three weeks.

We need to grow a pair, guys.

Yes. We will make it. Miki, come on.

Time for a break, buddy.

- What? - Just a second!

- [Wicho] Come on, Miki! - [Andres] What's wrong, mate?

[Wicho] We must get another drummer.

- [Javier] Shut up! - [Wicho] Yeah!

- Hey! No! - Oh!

Oh!

What's that? What's that?

"I'll never forget you, Miki."

"I love you, your Negra."

- Whoo! - [All] Oh! [laugh]

Miki, do you still have that chick in your mind?

- She's my lucky charm. - Unlucky charm, maybe.

Since you were with her, maybe when you were ten,

you haven't been with a chick again.

So he's always horny.

[laughter]

Look at me, I got a very hot chick.

Hey. For me to be your chick, you'd first need to be a man.

You´d need guts for that.

- I'd say balls! [laughs] - [Andres] Oh!

- Good one, Lola! - Whatever.

At least Wicho has a real girlfriend.

- Nobody knows your Susanita. - [All] Oh!

Enough! We have two hours.

- [Javier] Come on. Let's go! - Fine, Micki.

I heard the other bands are kicking ass.

- Yeah, let's go. - Let's go!

Two more.

One, two, three! Go!

♪ Dirty, green cop ♪

♪ you act in your best interest ♪

♪ Dirty, green cop ♪

♪ you defend decadence ♪♪

[All] Oh!

A blackout?

- [All] No! - OK, fine.

A major one.

- Let's go, Javi. - Fine.

No, no, no!

- Lola, don't bother. - Lola!

[dog barking]

[sirens]

-That's Miraflores, isn't it? -I bet it is.

I hope it is, or the contest is fucked.

What contest?

To play at Acho.

When is that?

In two hours.

Forget it. You're out of the contest.

- Why? - We're in a fucking war.

- [explosion] - Look.

[explosions]

[dramatic music]

Come on, get in the house.

- Move! Move! - What's wrong, dad?

Don't you know what a stray bullet is?

Come on, come on, move!

Go inside!

Andres.

I must go take care of those bastards.

Your mother is at grandma's.

I told her to stay there.

You're in charge of the house.

And nobody's going anywhere, get it?

- Get it? - We'll stay here, sir.

It seems you're the only smart one here.

Do the rest of you understand?

- Yes! - Yes, uncle.

Andres?

We've been rehearsing for two months, dad.

We won't be long at the contest.

Forget about the contest.

Nobody's leaving the house.

It's an order, get it?

- Can I trust you? - [breathes deeply]

I need to make sure.

- No, no, no! - No, uncle!

[door closes]

[Wicho] [sighs] Shit.

[radio] Miraflores district, this is your Miraflores radio...

The power's back on in Miraflores.

Will we stay here and do nothing?

- I don't have my guitar. - Easy, I'll take care of it.

Andres, are you nuts? Your dad will kill you.

He just won't know.

- And the guards at the gate? - Right!

Won't they tell your dad?

Wait, wait. They will if they notice.

But... if they don't notice.

- Ah? - I'm not coming out.

[radio host] The Minister recommends citenzenship

- don't leave their homes... - Oh, Andres.

But! [sighs]

♪ A light reflected ♪

♪ The model staring at nothing ♪

♪ It's a bloody Friday ♪

♪ There'll be action here soon ♪

♪ Hunters are coming and going ♪

♪ looking for their preys in the city ♪

♪ Roaring engines in a storm ♪

♪ are coming to Larco to protest ♪

♪ Because it's a bloody Friday ♪

♪ they've left their homes ♪

♪ They're looking for girls ♪

♪ and they're a bit too wasted ♪

♪ And the preys are also coming ♪

♪ They know what they have to show ♪

♪ A fashionable skirt, tight jeans ♪

♪ They're coming from everywhere ♪

♪ They enter the night ♪

♪ They rock in the parties ♪

♪ They get in the car ♪

♪ And they're ready for everything ♪

♪ Some of them fail ♪

♪ Some others are shy ♪

♪ And then they decide ♪

♪ the river is no longer flowing ♪

♪ They're always smiling ♪

♪ and even blush ♪

♪ And when they get asked ♪

♪ they get off the car quickly ♪♪

- Don't you like it? [laughs] - Shut up!

Hey.

Come on.

[crowd] [cheering]

Hey! I thought you weren't coming.

We nearly missed it.

You guys are next.

Play really well! You're the last ones,

the jury is tired, it's a strong competition.

Do you have a guitar I can borrow?

Really?

Mine's broken.

No, I don't. Besides, I can't help any band.

You'll have to come up like that.

Listen, in five minutes, OK?

What now?

Hey, man! [laughs]

I'll get it.

[rock music]

Hey, bro, what's up?

Wow, do you like Sumo?

You know them?

- Cool! Great band! - Yeah, great band!

Listen, bro, we need a guitar for my band.

Could we borrow yours?

- We're competing, aren't we? - We'll both be in the finals!

How do you know?

You've never listened to my music.

You look like a good player.

Buddy, two beers.

No, I want rum.

The beers are for me.

Good luck.

They sound great.

We may have no guitar, but we have beer.

- Good, man! - Come on!

Just say thanks.

Here.

- [All] Oh! - Oh, man!

Now, give me the beer.

OK, guys, we're here.

Together, with a guitar, no more excuses.

-That goes for you, count well. -Easy.

- Wicho, attitude. - Hey!

You may say Wicho is irresponsible,

he's always screwing up, or jealous, or damn ugly.

But you can't say he has no attitude.

[laughing]

[host] Listen up, everyone!

Before listening to the last band

I want to thank the jury, who has the hard task

of choosing the bands that will go to the semifinal.

- Let's hear it for them! - [audience] Whoo!

Don't forget that the semifinal will be this weekend

at The Den of El Agustino!

[cheering]

Silence!

The five classifying bands will compete for the title

of new best rock band at Plaza de Acho!

What? Andres, I'm not going to Plaza de Acho.

- [crowd] [cheering] - Silence!

Now, I'll leave you with Kissmyass!

[crowd] [cheering]

- [shouts] - Hell, yes! [laughs]

One, two, three, go!

♪ Dirty, green cop ♪

♪ you act in your best interest ♪

-♪ Dirty, green cop ♪ -Whoo!

♪ you defend decadence ♪

♪ Dirty cop, dirty cop ♪

♪ Dirty cop ♪

♪ Dirty cop, dirty cop ♪

♪ Dirty cop ♪

♪ Honor isn't your currency ♪

♪ your currency is corruption ♪

♪ You abuse your authority ♪

♪ as you hold a gun in your other hand ♪

♪ Dirty cop, dirty cop ♪

♪ Dirty cop ♪

♪ Dirty cop, dirty cop ♪

♪ Dirty cop ♪

♪ Dirty cop, dirty cop ♪

♪ Dirty cop ♪

♪ Dirty cop, dirty cop ♪♪

♪ Dirty cop ♪

[crowd] [cheering]

Yes!

Fucking great, guys!

Great! Ouch!

You like that dumbass, huh?

-What's wrong? -You like him or not?

- What the hell? - You think I'm an idiot?

Hey, Wicho, don't push it, huh?

-I was helping you. -Oh, you were helping me.

If you're nervous, have a beer, OK?

-Beer? -Please, nice beer come to me.

Congratulations, honey.

-You didn't like it? -I liked it... fine.

-I don't like this place. -Why?

It's full of weirdos.

-I prefer the Grill. -I prefer this place.

- Hey! It was great, huh? -Hey!

- Hi. No, no, the... - Nicely played, guys.

This is Pedro. He lent us his guitar.

- Hey [chuckles] - Pedro, you saved us.

You rocked, guys!

-Did you really like it? -Of course.

Here's a demo of our band.

Oh, that´s cool!

- Thanks guys, you rock. - Sure!

Listen up, guys. Bands!

Here are the 10 semifinalists.

Five Miles, Zender, Catharsis,

The Chompiras, Hypnosis, Confusion,

Stand Up, Four Revolutions, Pedro Zuriaga and Kissmyass.

[cheering]

Yeah, guys!

Don't forget, bastards, see you at the Den of El Agustino. Yeah!

And where's that?

In El Agustino. A classic spot.

Ha! Yeah right, in El Agustino.

And?

You're not going, are you?

-No, we're here for no reason. -[laughing] Lola!

It's full of terrorists!

I live in El Agustino.

And I don't know anyone who's a terrorist.

Listen up, guys.

Guys, curfew starts in just one hour.

Those staying till curfew is over, control the time.

-Do we stay? -No, Andres, let's go.

-No, let's stay to celebrate. -You guys stay. I'm leaving.

- Let's go, Lola. - Honey?

- Go with her, honey. - But!

You should go together.

-Where´s Javi? -Get some beers.

He's on his way.

What's up?

♪ The early morning ♪

♪ starts to light up ♪

♪ The end of the party ♪

♪ is getting closer ♪

♪ Desert streets ♪

♪ Loneliness ♪

♪ White bottles ♪

♪ now empty ♪

♪ Where's everybody gone? ♪

♪ Where's the noise gone? ♪

♪ Where are the girls? ♪

♪ Where are the hunters? Where are they? ♪

♪ Where's the night? ♪

♪ Where's the harmony? ♪

♪ Where's the noise gone? ♪

♪ They feed the streets of Larco ♪

♪ on bloody Fridays, where, where are they? ♪♪

- Where the hell were you? - Don't ask if you know.

Damn it!

You've scared your mother so much. Don't you see it?

Sorry, dad.

If your dad were here,

you wouldn't do this.

I don't give a fuck about your music!

But I do.

- It's all that matters. - And your studies?

I got into college for you.

- So that you leave me alone. - You're screwing it up!

You're not only studying a shitty, useless major.

But you're also brazenly skipping school!

You suck at your exams and you're always smoking weed!

Are you spying on me too?

How do you think I make a living, dumbass?

I know everything.

♪ Now that you know how I feel ♪

♪ And how hard it was to tell you ♪

♪ Things at the university ♪ didn't go well ♪

♪ I'm not cut out to be a doctor ♪

♪ Music is what I like ♪

♪ I want to be a drummer, a rocker ♪

♪ I have a band that plays really well ♪

♪ I will play at a full coliseum ♪

♪ Will you help me? ♪

♪ Answer me ♪

♪ No, no, no ♪

♪ Answer me ♪

♪ You must do it now ♪

♪ Answer me ♪

♪ No, no, no ♪

♪ Answer me ♪

♪ You must do it now ♪

♪ Answer me ♪

♪ No, no, no ♪

♪ Answer me ♪

♪ Answer me now ♪

♪ Now ♪

♪ Now ♪

♪ Now ♪♪

So you want an answer?

[grunts]

Let go of my guitar.

[grumbling]

[breathes nervously]

I hardly know you anymore.

[melancholic music]

[melancholic music continues]

[people chattering]

[sniffs]

- Oh! [laughs] - [laughs]

Damn, Micki!

[laughing]

What happened yesterday?

Your mom called mine. She was very upset.

I ran away, buddy.

My dad went mad. He tried to break my guitar.

Oh! Your dad's crazy.

You're not going back?

- No. - Where will you sleep? Here?

I don't know. Don't be a pain.

Me a pain? Think of your mom!

- Easy! - Oh, honey.

Hi.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Wow. - Where have you been?

- Really? - Yes, really.

- Oh, Wicho, don't be silly. - What's up?

But where have you been?

Look at this.

What's that?

The Ramones' Animal boy.

- What? - No!

- How did you get it? - Pedro lent it to me.

He's your buddy, huh?

So how come?

Her friend brought it, she lived in LA.

She's back in Peru now.

She's brought a lot of tapes to sale. He's taking them.

La Negra Records?

La Negra Records?

That's your Negra.

- No way. - The same handwriting.

-No! -Yes.

- She's in Lima. - She can't be here.

She's in Lima! Oh!

Ten years thinking about her and you don't want to see her?

- She's the love of your life. - It's been long.

She must be ugly now, with a pizza-face.

And a voice like a street vendor, listen,

- "Avocado, for one Sol” - [laughter]

No, no, it can't be her.

She can't be here.

- Hi guys, what's up? - Hey!

- This is my friend, La Negra. - Hi!

[Micki] Hi.

Micki?

Negra?

♪ "After a long time ♪

♪ I ran into her again ♪

♪ She was as pretty as the stars ♪

♪ She had grown more than I thought ♪

♪ Hi, how are you doing? ♪

♪ You have a nice body, let's go for ride ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ I was fascinated to see her walk ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ My childhood memories came back ♪

♪ When she was pretty on the sidewalk ♪

♪ Playing with her dolls, feeding them ♪

♪ Hi, I said, do you want to play? ♪

♪ I'm the best doctor in the city ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

[Micki & Negra] ♪ She said, "If you kiss me, I'll play" ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ [Negra] We used to see each other then ♪

♪ Naughty nights under the staircase ♪

♪ We were wicked, we felt good ♪

♪ Now we need to refresh ♪

[both] ♪ all those things very mildly ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

[Micki] ♪ I grabbed her hand and started to kiss her ♪

[both] ♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ And this happens, when a girl is sexy ♪

[Micki] ♪ you can feel the eruption♪

♪ of a delusional volcano ♪

♪ If you kiss her well ♪

♪ she can lose control ♪

♪ she forgets her place ♪

[Micki] ♪ After a while, I ran into her again ♪

♪ She was pretty ♪

♪ and I took her out for a ride ♪

[All] ♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪♪

- [All] Hey! - [Javier] [laughs]

- Introduce me. - This is Andres, Lola.

Nobody should see my password.

Ramon?

Rapid money, buddy.

Never seen that.

It's the first one.

Hey, can Ramon lend me some money?

To you? In 30 more years.

[laughing]

[radio host] Several pylons have just been blown down

by the terrorist group Shining Path,

which has left Lima in complete darkness

since 7.35 pm.

The authorities are doing their best

to get electricity back to the city.

Some districts, like El Callao and San Miguel...

[puffing]

[♪Fragil: "Avenida Larco"]

DEMO OF KISSMYASS

[phone ringing]

[phone busy]

Hey, what's that face?

Where's Marite?

They told me she left home a while ago.

[laughing] What? I said nothing wrong!

♪ I'm bitter ♪

♪ I don't like the way you are ♪

♪ I'm sick of always seeing you flirting with others ♪

♪ I can't stand the way you smoke ♪

♪ and the noise you make when you're chewing gum ♪

♪ I don't like it when you're grinning ♪

♪ for no reason ♪

♪ and you start to dance, trying to tease, you are nuts ♪

♪ You are always pretending I'm your private property ♪

♪ Worst of all ♪

♪ of being with you ♪

♪ is that I love you ♪

♪ is that I love you ♪

♪ Worst of all ♪

♪ of being with you ♪

♪ is that I love you ♪

♪ is that I love you ♪♪

Aren't you coming to see us play?

I'm off to the Grill.

- It's Lara's birthday. - Yes, but it's the final.

Today we´ll know if we're playing at Acho.

I've always followed you everywhere.

I've seen you play a thousand times.

We go to the bars where you and your friends want to go.

Besides...

...every time I'm with you guys I feel like a nuisance.

Every time I open my mouth, I'm the stupid, shallow girl...

No, no, no, Lola, I've never said that.

You don't have to say it.

I just feel it.

I love you so much.

But we're way too different.

We´re growing apart.

Do you want to break up?

No, no, Lola.

Honey, we can work it out.

- If you need more time... - No. We've lost enough time.

♪ "Saying goodbye ♪

♪ was hard for me ♪

♪ because I've loved you ♪

♪ since we met ♪

♪ I'm here ♪

♪ thinking about you ♪

♪ and your memories ♪

♪ are everything to me ♪

♪ It's hard to think ♪

♪ that you'll never be back ♪

♪ I didn't want to break up ♪

♪ but I have to accept it ♪

♪ The truth is that I feel lonely ♪

♪ and I won't be able to forget you ♪

♪ The truth is that I feel free ♪

♪ although these are lonely nights ♪

♪ And the truth is that you're deep inside ♪

♪ as you filled a place ♪

♪ And hopefully you won't be back ♪

♪ as somebody else will take ♪

♪ your place. ♪

[both] ♪ as somebody else will take ♪

♪ your place ♪♪

Easy, buddy. We're here for you.

[crowd] [shouting]

[crowd] Hey! Hey! Hey! Wooh! Hey! Hey! Hey!

♪ A tricycle with a shoe ♪

♪ A glass of chicha, a nice watch ♪

♪ shirts, knickknacks ♪

♪ everything on the streets and the crowds ♪

♪ He prays for his first sale ♪

♪ The streets are busy ♪

♪ He pushes the vending tricycle ♪

♪ Called Peru ♪

[crowd] [cheering]

♪ The buses are crowded ♪

♪ The people going to work ♪

♪ workers, employees ♪

♪ A doctor, a nurse, and even a captain ♪

♪ They look at their watches ♪

♪ while the bus driver ♪

♪ pushes these pistons called Peru ♪

Hi.

[crowd] [cheering]

♪ Everyone wants to get to the zenith ♪

♪ no matter how everyone will get there ♪

♪ to the zenith ♪

♪ Happiness ♪

♪ The poor is the rich, the rich is the king ♪

♪ The king to the glory, the immortal glory ♪

♪ Resurrection ♪

♪ I start over again ♪

♪ We'll wear out many shoes ♪

♪ to get there ♪

♪ My soul to conquer you, oh! ♪

♪ My heart to love you, oh! ♪

♪ And my life to spend by your side ♪

♪ My soul to conquer you, oh! ♪

♪ My heart to love you, oh! ♪

♪ And my life to spend by your side ♪♪

Yes, Peru!

[crowd] [cheering]

Thanks, Peru!

Alright guys, thanks Pedro Zuriaga!

Listen up, guys, the next band is coming

but let's first thank our jury tonight.

Let's hear it for them!

The jury has to choose the five bands

to be the finalists next Saturday at Plaza de Acho!

Yeah, let's all go to Plaza de Acho!

As you already know, the list of finalists

will be revealed at the Phantom store.

In five minutes, Kissmyass will come.

Break a leg, guys!

- [crowd] [cheering] - [host] That's it! Good luck!

♪ "Let's tear down the train station ♪

♪ Let's tear down the train station ♪

♪ Let's tear down the train station ♪

♪ Let's tear down the train station ♪

♪ Tear it down, tear it down ♪

♪ Let's tear down the train station ♪

♪ Tear it down the train station ♪

♪ tTear it down the train station ♪

♪ Ta, ta, ta, now, now ♪

♪ We like to blow off the train station ♪

♪ Tear it down, tear it down ♪

♪ We like to blow off the train station ♪

♪ Tear it down, tear it down ♪

♪ Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh ♪

♪ Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh ♪

♪ Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh. ♪

♪ Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh ♪

♪ Tear it down, tear it down, tear it down ♪

[crowd] [cheering]

Hey!

♪ Ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, now, now, now ♪

♪ Now ♪♪

[crowd] [cheering]

This band won't back down, bastards!

[crowd] Yeah! Wooh!

[all] [cheering, laughing]

It was fucking great!

[all] Hell, yes!

Hmm! Hmm!

- Hey, where´s Javi? - Javi?

- He isn't here, is he? - No.

- Ah! - One second.

- [Micki] Oh! - [Marite] One, two, three!

Chug! Chug! Chug! Wooh!

- Argh! - You haven't drunk.

- Nice job, buddy. - Thanks, bro.

Thanks.

- Buddy, it was awesome. - Awesome.

You heard us play?

Hello?

Are you alright?

Yes.

Do I look like I'm not alright?

I don't know.

I saw you here.

Alone.

And when a woman is alone it's because she isn't fine?

No.

Is this how you sweet talk a girl?

- I'm not sweet talking you. - So, what are you doing?

Wasting my time.

Madam.

- Do you have gum? - Yes.

Hey, hey, Andres, wait.

I don't get it, man, are you a faggot?

- No, not at all. - So, what the fuck was that?

I don't know.

- It's clear to me. - So, why do you ask?

Don't meddle in.

If he's messing with you, tell me.

What will you do?

Will you beat the shit out of me?

Your friend likes men, that's it.

It's not the end of the world.

Hey, Andres!

I don't get it, man.

Please, don't tell Wicho or Micki.

[host] Yeah, sing! Sing your heart out!

Are you alright?

Do I look like I'm not alright?

Yes.

You didn't know about your buddy, did you?

No.

Well, now you'll finally get to know him well.

I'd rather not know.

I thought so.

That ‟tear it down, tear it down” was an act.

You didn't mean it.

- I did mean it. - Then, start changing

that little old mind-set of yours.

Hey, why do you care?

Did you not say I had a stupid way to sweet talk a girl?

Yes, but your womanizer act is finally over.

And you're not so stupid.

I'm Andres.

And you?

Rebeca.

- Do you live around here? - Yes. You don't, do you?

No.

I can tell.

How can you tell?

It's all over your face.

The way you look at me,

- the tension in your mouth. - [chucles]

The way your cheeks shake.

I don't do that shit.

Yes, you do.

You are crazy for me.

[chuckles]

I'm not your dad, Wicho.

I won't leave you.

Always.

Every day.

- But don't laugh at me. - No, I don't.

I think it's cute you've thought about me

every day.

- You laughed at me before. - I've never laughed at you.

- Don't you remember? - No.

In your mom's car.

- When we kissed. - I never laughed at you.

I got nervous and just laughed.

Besides it was my first kiss.

- Really? - Really.

It was mine too.

So bad to be laughed at in your first kiss.

I've never laughed at you.

But if that's what you want to think, go ahead.

If they're real friends, they won't say a thing.

It sounds so easy to say for you.

Surely, you were lucky

your friends didn't tell you to fuck off.

But you saw how Andres was.

My best friend ran to tell my parents before I could.

- They nearly kicked me out. - You see?

But I feel better now.

Have you ever felt like this for a woman?

So what?

Can I buy you a beer?

Yes, why not?

You're not an idiot, you're hot...

- Plus, I won't see you again. - Why do you think so?

It's always like this.

♪ "I won't be here ♪

♪ when the shadows come out ♪

♪ I will leave ♪

♪ when the night falls ♪

♪ I want to see beyond ♪

♪ the world where a soul constantly ♪

♪ between its wings ♪

♪ holds a love ♪

♪ and goes ♪

♪ to fly ♪

[both] ♪ Time goes by ♪

♪ speeding up the steps ♪

♪ You were following ♪

♪ I'm coming behind you ♪

♪ Arrows come and go ♪

♪ from soul hunters ♪

♪ They go over their prey ♪

♪ pick a love ♪

♪ randomly ♪

♪ Two lonely hearts ♪

♪ and you start to fly ♪

♪ in your flight you see ♪

♪ two lonely hearts ♪

♪ Loneliness in their souls ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ On their mouths a kiss ♪

♪ from their soul will come ♪

♪ In your flight you see ♪

♪ Ah, ah ♪

♪ two lonely hearts ♪

♪ Loneliness in their souls ♪

♪ And this happens when a girl is sexy ♪

♪ you can feel the eruption of a delusional volcano ♪

♪ Worst of all of being with you ♪

♪ is that I love you, ♪

♪ is that I want ♪

♪ to say goodbye ♪

♪ Your soul is lonely... When a sexy girl ♪

♪ And this happens when a girl is sexy ♪

♪ You can feel the eruption of a delusional volcano ♪

♪ Ah, ah ♪

♪ If you kiss her well ♪

♪ She can lose control ♪

♪ She forgets her place ♪

♪ Being with you ♪

♪ She forgets her place ♪

♪ She forgets her place ♪

♪ Feeds the streets of Larco the bloody Fridays of partying ♪

♪ Where, where, where are they?” ♪

[crowd] [shouting]

Easy, guys, it's not a bomb.

It's just a notice that we have an hour left until curfew.

[crowd] [cheering]

- Are we staying? - Sure thing.

- No, I can't make it. - Me neither.

- I told you I couldn't. - Damn.

Pedro, would you help us take a taxi?

- Let's go. - [Marite] Let's go.

Mr. Santos, my friends are going to Miraflores.

- OK. - Girls, get in.

- We can stay, right? - No.

- Behave yourself, OK? - Yes, Negra.

Bye, Pedro. Bye, guys.

Bye.

Rebeca lives there.

You were talking with her, right?

- Yes, but she's got boyfriend. - She has no boyfriend.

It must have been her brother. He's very jealous.

Do you know her well?

Nobody knows Rebeca well.

- Let's chip in for some rum. - I won't drink.

Just one, just one.

[tires screeching]

- Hurry! Hurry! - No, no, no!

- No, no! - Hurry up!

Won't you answer?

What the fuck were you doing in El Agustino?

Say something.

I told you.

We have a rock band.

We went to play at a concert...

Don't fuck with me.

Captain.

I think we've made a mistake.

We screwed it up.

[Barragan ] [clears his throat]

I'm sorry, Mr. Dulude.

Ramirez, the keys!

[sighs] We've made a serious mistake.

You must understand our job is to eradicate terrorists.

We'd been informed that terrorists from El Agustino

are recruiting youngsters in Miraflores...

Don't fuck with me, Barragan.

Do you think I'm stupid, or what?

- No, General. - Then stop the bullshit.

Next time you want some extra money

make sure you know who you are extorting. Get it?

Yes, General.

You're a shame to the nation.

This isn't over.

I want you to personally take each of these guys home.

- Do you get it? - Yes, General.

Let's go, Andres.

And Pedro?

Dad, Pedro is missing.

We let that guy go, General. He's known around here.

Are you a moron, Barragan?

You arrest the Miraflores guys and let the Agustino one go?

Fuck, it's all upside down!

Moscoso.

You're on.

What the fuck?

Do you think you're better than me?

You think those rich kids wouldn't treat you worse?

Don't be so sure, dumbasses.

Don't trust anyone.

Not even me.

In this country You either screw someone...

... or you get screwed.

♪ At school I was always the best one ♪

♪ everyone wanted my notes ♪

♪ I chose whom I lent my notes ♪

♪ that one should pay homage ♪

♪ I was extremely glad ♪

♪ to see their tongues ♪

♪ licking my ass. ♪

♪ I was extremely glad ♪

♪ that gave me much pleasure ♪

♪ And I fantasized, I fantasized ♪

♪ I fantasized I had power ♪

♪ and more power, more power ♪

♪ I fantasized I had power ♪

♪ I fantasized, I fantasized ♪

♪ I fantasized I had power ♪

♪ and more power, more power ♪

♪ I fantasized I had... ♪

♪ I've destroyed my enemies. ♪

♪ I've fucked my friends ♪

♪ I charge in advance ♪

♪ The flies come ♪

♪ and eat shit out of my black hand ♪

♪ Everywhere, I'm with everyone ♪

♪ And nobody at the same time ♪

♪ play with my balls ♪

♪ because I've got all the power ♪

♪ And I fantasized, I fantasized ♪

♪ I fantasized I had power ♪

♪ and more power, more power ♪

♪ I fantasized I had power. ♪

♪ And I fantasized, I fantasized ♪

♪ I fantasized I had power ♪

♪ and more power, more power ♪

♪ I fantasized I had power ♪

♪ I was lit by ♪

♪ a little sunray ♪

♪ I was fed ♪

♪ by a military dragon ♪

♪ A real ally ♪

♪ offered his wealth ♪

♪ That's the ideal story ♪

♪ of my power ♪

♪ I fantasized, I fantasized ♪

♪ I fantasized I had power ♪

♪ and more power, more power ♪

♪ I fantasized I had power ♪

♪ And I got fat, I got fat ♪

♪ I got fat when I swallowed the power ♪

♪ And I burst, I burst ♪

♪ I burst when I swallowed the power ♪

♪ Yeh, yeh ♪♪

[shouts]

INVESTIGATIVE POLICE

[suspense music]

[suspense music continues]

[people chattering]

- Let's go? - You go ahead, Wicho.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Well done, mate!

What about Pedro?

No idea.

I've called him and he's not home.

[people chattering]

- Shit, we didn't make it. - No?

We're fucking playing at Plaza de Acho!

[cheering]

Well done!

[laughter]

Hey...

What happened?

Can't you guess?

Hey, good job, buddy.

Pedro, you should be in that list, bro.

Yeah, right, but I'm not.

I swear I tried.

I almost fought with them but...

The sponsors didn't like your music, they said,

"That's not rock, that cumbia won't sell."

Won't sell where?

In San Isidro?

But it will in the rest of Lima.

Fucking rich kids.

Pedro.

I'm leaving.

Negra.

Negra.

Susana!

Hello, ma'am.

- Is Pedro home? - No, he´s out.

But he won't be long.

- Thanks. - We'll wait here.

Come on in, if you like.

Some beer to chill out?

- Sure, sure. - Yes.

Thanks, thanks.

Can you help me?

Yes.

- Can you help with the glasses? - Of course.

You're Dulude's son, right?

Yes.

Tell your dad

that if his men, especially that douchebag Barragán,

ever dare to touch my son again,

I'll beat the crap out of them

and I don't give a fuck

if your dad is a general,

a colonel, or whatever the fuck he is.

Did you hear me?

Now, let's go drink.

There he is.

What's this?

They've come to see you.

- Felipe. - Hum?

Excuse us.

- What are you celebrating? - We were waiting for you.

What for?

We want you to play with us at Plaza de Acho.

Your songs.

We have 45 minutes.

You play the first 15 minutes

and we'll play the next 30 minutes.

We don't have that many songs.

Do you want to rehearse?

Thanks, but...

... I'd rather get to Plaza de Acho by myself.

See? I told you...

He thinks he's a star.

- And what about us? - Ssshhhh.

You're a douche.

So? Will you take it?

Mom, mind your own business.

It's my business.

While you're living in my house I won't let you do nonsense.

You fool.

- Silly. What's up? Let's go. - [laughing]

What's wrong, buddy?

- No, nothing. - What were you looking at?

Where's the rehearsal?

♪ "You know what I mean ♪

♪ the end is near ♪

♪ It's our fate ♪

♪ What did the politicians do? ♪

♪ We don't need... ♪♪

So this is the shit you sing.

Blaming the others for your fate. Huh?

[sighs] What's he doing here?

Hello.

This is Pedro, dad, a friend.

Andres.

In this house only those approved by me are allowed in.

This guy is not.

Pedro is playing with us, dad.

I don't give a fuck if he's the Pope or something.

This is my house.

And I won't let you

jeopardize my family.

Let alone by this guy.

Now leave.

I'm not a stray dog to be treated like this.

Watch out, fucking Andean shit.

Scram, or you'll get beaten up again.

I'm half-Andean like most Limeños.

So, you should watch out.

- Out! Out, damn it! - Dad! Dad!

♪ "There goes a generation ♪

♪ of migrating people ♪

♪ who lived in a different world ♪

♪ From their parents ♪

♪ from their grandparents ♪

♪ they went to school with urban residents ♪

♪ They mixed ♪

♪ their customs ♪

♪ Andean-town nostalgia ♪

♪ Seeking for opportunity ♪

♪ Now the time has gone by ♪

♪ Now we're many more ♪

Out!

♪ We aren't Limeños by blood ♪

♪ but we have their culture ♪

♪ we weren't born in a province ♪

♪ but that's our blood ♪♪

Get out.

I don't want to see you with my son, you get it?

Lima changed a while ago.

It's about time you get used to us.

Out!

This country is a fucking mess thanks to people like you.

♪ I'm leaving ♪

♪ I'm leaving now ♪

♪ My god, help me please ♪

♪ They sang when they left ♪

♪ Limeña Lima, lemon Lima ♪

♪ Andean Lima, provincial Lima ♪

♪ Lima of memories ♪

♪ Lima, the sister ♪

♪ Limeña Lima, lemon Lima ♪

♪ Andean Lima, provincial Lima ♪

♪ Lima of memories ♪

♪ Lima, the provincial ♪

♪ Sister ♪♪

[honking]

[people chattering]

Tonight

we'll march in protest.

Tonight

we'll fight the extreme abuse.

We'll rise up

against the murderers,

against the enemies of the country.

Against the terrorists and the forces of law and order.

Both sides are rotten

and they've put the weakest ones

in their gun-sight.

- No more oppression! - No!

- No more silence! - No!

- No more innocent deaths! - No!

I want to join your movement.

- And who are you? - Andres.

Sure, from San Isidro.

- Does it matter where I'm from? - It matters a lot.

Upper-class kids are not welcome here.

I'm General Dulude's son, Chief of...

We know very well who Dulude is.

It's convenient for you to have the general´s son on your side.

It'll bring a lot of press coverage.

Bring 20 more people tonight.

Then we'll see if you deserve to be with us.

- No way. - Why not, bro?

What do we have to do with the march?

Fuck politics. I'm not chanting slogans.

But almost all our songs are about politics.

Our songs?

Andres writes the lyrics. You go alone, buddy.

Count me in, Andres.

Yes, count me in too.

I don't get you, Micki.

"I don't get you, Micki?"

If you want to go, tell your buddy Pedro.

Pedro is coming.

He fights for his beliefs.

What's the use of your music if you don´t back it up?

Go play with your girlfriend.

[laughs]

You're a douche.

- Did we screw up? - No, man.

You'll end up going anyway, dude.

Why didn't you say yes from the beginning?

Why do you want to go to that protest so badly?

Hi.

Hi.

Can we talk?

Of course.

Talk.

- In private? - Oh!

Oh.

- Guys, a minute, please. - Sure, go ahead.

I mean it.

Come on, let's go.

I miss you so much, Andres.

- I made a huge mistake. - No, you didn't.

You were right.

Besides...

... I've already found someone I can be myself with.

You didn't waste your time, huh?

No.

I took your advice.

Andres.

[singing] Lola

you were left alone

Lola

Your love is gone

Get down from there right now!

- Hey! - What's up? Hey, stop!

- [Lola] Help! - She's crazy!

[journalist] The San Martin park has been evacuated

because of the tear gas.

[policemen] Back off! Back off!

[explosion]

[people screaming]

[policemen] Back off! Back off!

[protesters] Stop this violence! They pursue us and extor us!

Stop this violence! They pursue us...

[sirens, galloping]

[pounding sound]

STOP THE VIOLENCE

♪ One terrorist, two terrorists ♪

♪ An MRTA guerrilla soldier ♪

♪ A drug dealer in Huallaga ♪

♪ Augustín Mantilla, the Apra buffalo ♪

♪ Alan García and his company ♪

♪ Villanueva del Campo makes me sick ♪

♪ Like butt face Chirinos Soto ♪

♪ Like five cops at the corner of Larco ♪

♪ selling drugs to the drunk ♪

♪ in the end there's corruption everywhere ♪

♪ and for five bucks I can buy a congressman ♪

♪ A judge, a prosecutor, and two attorneys ♪

♪ An architect, or otherwise ♪

♪ A writer, two journalists ♪

♪ An archbishop, a cardinal ♪

♪ A virgin that cries and a real virgin ♪

♪ And perhaps Fujimori ♪♪

Ah!

[tense music]

Get out.

No, no, not you.

- What's wrong, why? - Get out.

What? What?

You stay in. Lock it up.

I thought you were a lost cause.

But I never thought you could be a traitor.

How long for, General?

Till he learns his lesson.

Uncle, uncle, you can't do this.

- Please. - Tonight we'll play...

Music is over, guys.

Music will never be over.

- Let's go! - Micki!

No matter what happens, you play tonight.

What now?

What will happen to Andres?

Easy, he'll be fine.

What the fuck do you know?

We'd better leave.

Cool, huh?

- Where are you going? - Home, where else?

Wicho.

- What the hell's with you? - What's with me?

We went to that march because of you,

and now the concert is fucked!

- Is this our fault? - No, it's my fault.

Hey, Wicho, come back. Don't be a pussy.

I'm a pussy.

- Why are you leaving? - Am I a pussy?

- Can you calm down? - You're the pussy here.

What?

Will you deny it?

- Deny what? - You and Pedro... you know.

- What did Andres tell you? - He didn't say anything.

- Deal with it! - I have no shit to deal with!

Stop fucking lying!

Can't you see I'm here?

Or you want me to leave?

Easy, they're such idiots.

- [chuckles] You're cute! - Stop it!

[chuckles]

♪ "A light reflected ♪

♪ The model's staring at nothing ♪

♪ It's a bloody Friday ♪

♪ There'll be action here soon ♪♪

[sighs]

Hi.

Can you help us?

Dad, stop the noise, please!

Oh!

Negra.

I want to dedicate you this song because we've argued, but...

... it won't be for long, because we don't fight, really.

Wicho and Marite always fight. Andres gave me a great idea.

So this song goes for you.

Wait.

Sandoval.

Hi.

Mrs. Gladys.

There's something you should know.

- Where do you go? - None of your business.

Sorry, we fucked up. Sorry.

We don't mind if you're a faggot.

Call me faggot again, I'll beat the shit out of you.

OK, sorry.

The macho came out.

- Fuck you! - Dude, come on.

We're apologizing. Come on!

We've been best buddies forever. Forgive us!

What do you want us to do?

- Do I suck your dick? - [chuckles]

OK, I'll suck it.

Pull it out. Let's do it.

Hey, stop!

You're such idiots.

Are you still planning to play at Acho?

Andres asked me to play no matter what.

Even if he's still locked up.

We need to play, dude.

I know, mate!

But who will sing?

We'd thought of Pedro.

But...

Could you ask him for us?

I'd rather you guys tell him.

But first let me ask you something.

What?

Suck it.

- [laughs] - Da, da, suck it.

[laughing]

Hi.

Come on.

Sorry.

[door opens]

Where's Andres?

- You locked him up? - Won't you say ‟hi” at least?

You've ruled in this house for too long!

Damn it! It's for his own good, don't you realize?

Take me to the police station right now!

Or you rather I authorize his release instead of you?

Hi, mom.

Oh.

- Are you alright? - Yes.

Your dad wants to talk to you.

- I'll wait for you outside. - Fine.

If I'd been told some years ago...

... your son...

... that boy that follows you everywhere like a shadow...

... one day will oppose you in everything...

... I wouldn't have believed it.

You and I were inseparable.

What happened?

I'm no longer a kid, dad.

I realized I didn´t want to go against myself

to please you.

Shit.

That was a real low blow.

Yes.

I should learn to punch straight in the face like you do.

It hurts you that I'm against what you think and do.

But it's easy for you to despise whatever I think or do.

Andres...

... there's a bomb threat for tonight.

And that concert you want to play at

is a perfect target.

Do you understand?

I've already accepted that you'll be a musician.

But I can't accept to have my only son die before I do.

That's why I locked you up.

To stop you and your friends from going to that concert.

I promise.

[sighs] Alright.

I'll let you out.

But you need to promise

that you won't go to play at the concert.

Then you'd better lock me up again.

For god's sake, listen!

You could be killed.

You fight for your country your way.

And I fight for it in my way.

♪ "My soul to conquer you ♪

♪ My heart to love you ♪

♪ and my life to spend it by your side ♪

♪ Everyone wants to get to the zenith ♪

♪ No matter how, ♪ everyone will there ♪

♪ to the zenith ♪

♪ Happiness ♪

♪ The poor is the rich, the rich is the king ♪

♪ The king to the glory, the immortal glory ♪

♪ Resurrection ♪

♪ Start over again ♪

♪ We'll wear out many shoes ♪

♪ to get there ♪

♪ Yes, Peru! ♪♪

[crowd] [cheering]

Come on, come on! Get up!

Oh! Oh!

Good luck!

Fucking great!

[all] Yeah! Come on!

[crowd] [cheering]

What's up, guys.

KISSMYASS

Supposedly, this concert is to find the best band.

But that´s not what matters the most.

What matters is to be heard.

We shouldn't be quiet facing this shit.

[crowd] [cheering]

This is the car bomb generation.

In a Kiss-my-ass country!

♪ "You know what I mean ♪

♪ the end is near ♪

♪ It's our fate ♪

♪ made by politicians ♪

♪ We don't need a pass ♪

♪ or to stand aside ♪

♪ or an idol or an example ♪

♪ It's all in you ♪

♪ You can be a martyr ♪

♪ a pig, a snake ♪

♪ There's no script ♪

♪ or stage ♪

♪ Death is on the streets ♪

♪ It'll always be like this ♪

♪ The time is yours ♪

♪ Stay here ♪♪

Long live the armed struggle!

[explosion]

[screaming]

[gun shooting]

Andres, Andres!

Andres!

[screaming]

[gun shootings]

[groans]

[Negra] Micki!

No!

[gun shootings]

♪ "Hi ♪

♪ once again ♪

♪ We meet ♪

♪ Tell me ♪

♪ do you have something to say? ♪

♪ You see, time has healed ♪

♪ the wounds of the past ♪

♪ Perhaps you might want ♪

♪ to talk ♪

♪ You know ♪

♪ the world has no end ♪

- ♪ You arrive ♪ - [cries]

♪ to leave again ♪

♪ Because we're immortal ♪

♪ and we'll always be together ♪

[sobs]

♪ We no longer fear ♪

♪ death ♪♪

[Negra] [crying]

[melancholic music]

[crying]

[melancholic music continues]

IT SHOULDN'T HAPPEN AGAIN

DEDICATED TO ALL PERUVIANS

WHO UNFAIRLY DIED DURING THAT TIME.

A TIME WE HOPE WILL NEVER COME BACK.

FOR A FREE, JUST AND UNITED PERU.

UNITED.

My Negra

I want to dedicate you this song because...

... you're a bit angry at me, but we'll work it out, as usual.

Besides, Andres gave me a great idea.

So...

... this song goes for you.

♪ "I live by Magdalena ♪

♪ but I die for Susana ♪

♪ I watch the full moon ♪

♪ of stickers every morning ♪

♪ My love, I feel you ♪

♪ because the bus is crowded ♪

♪ crowded, crowded ♪

♪ crowded for Magdalena ♪

♪ 'Cause I live by Magdalena ♪

♪ but I die for Susana ♪

♪ Susana, Susana ♪

♪ fix your mistakes ♪

♪ Because the sun is setting ♪

♪ but the Dollar is rising ♪

♪ I'm not very handsome ♪

♪ but I'm a good plumber ♪

♪ I work very hard ♪

♪ I'm the best with the wrench ♪

♪ If I get in, If I get in ♪

♪ if this ‟chest” gets in to college ♪

♪ I'll leave the wrench ♪

♪ and I'll marry you ♪

♪ Marry, marry ♪

♪ Have I possibly hurt you? ♪

♪ Why do you behave like that ♪

♪ and treat me like this? ♪

♪ Negra, Negrita ♪

♪ Negra, your mom's... ♪

No, Negra, I'm not insulting you.

[laughter]

I know you get me, Wicho is the motherfucker.

- ♪ Wicho, Wicho ♪ - [laughter]

♪ Wicho motherfucker ♪

♪ In your mother's car ♪

♪ where you laughed at me ♪

♪ Play, play ♪

♪ Play now hard to get ♪

♪ when you're very attentive ♪

♪ I realize, I'm not short-sighted ♪

♪ short-sighted, short-sighted ♪

♪ I'll have a throat surgery ♪

♪ that's why I sing to you ♪

♪ I sing very gracefully ♪

♪ Thank you, thank you ♪

♪ Thanks a lot ♪

♪ Thank you, thank you ♪♪

Thanks a lot, my Negra.

Hey, Negra

I think Pedro and Javi are queer.

[laughter]

♪ "Another day comes and goes ♪

♪ and you can see how long ♪

♪ This endless lie ♪

♪ will last ♪

♪ Don't you trust in me ♪

♪ I'll care for you ♪

♪ I'll show you ♪

♪ that I can fight ♪

♪ I have no money, but love ♪

♪ But I have love ♪

♪ You'll soon see me wake up ♪

♪ Tell him I will fight ♪

♪ Tell him I will win ♪

♪ Tell him I got your love ♪

♪ Tell him my youth ♪

♪ is for you only ♪

♪ For your love ♪

♪ For your love ♪

♪ For your love ♪

♪ For your love ♪♪