Original subtitles

To the giris of Hornos and Magdalena to the boys of Gorina and Olmos

oyl oyl oyl look at the ball

that bounces on the head of that kid

who's that kid?

My neighbour

where does he live?

In that house

where is the house?

On a street

where is the street?

In the city

where is the city?

Between the mountains

which mountains?

The andes mountains

where are the andes?

In south america,

american continent

washed by the seas

at the heart of the planet

and how is the planet?

A ball that bounces in the sky

LION'S DEN

- Want some lunch? - No, thanks.

See you later.

There's a lot of blood. Lots of blood everywhere.

- Take it easy. - Please help me.

- Tell me what happened. - Don't know. I don't understand.

There's a lot of blood. I don't know if they're okay.

I can't go near them. Ramiro!

Ramiro, are you okay?

Nahuel, come here.

Listen to me, Julia.

- See Nahuel? - I think he's in the kitchen.

- And Ramiro? - He's in the bedroom.

Or in the corridor, but I can't go...

- See if he can move. - I can't.

Listen to me.

It'll be alright. Do you hear me?

- Is he breathing? - Yes, he is.

Is he a friend of yours?

Stay calm, we'll help you.

- Policel - Someone's at the door.

Open the doorl Policel

- I won't. - It'll be okay.

Do you hear me? Open the doorl

- Please tell them to leave! - Open upl

Easy.

- They're knocking too hard. - They're there to help you.

I can't move.

Do you hear? We're coming inl

Take a shot of this.

Take the chest.

The belly.

Hand over the chalk.

Get the neck wound.

Got it? Okay, let's turn him over...

and see what happens.

That'll do.

Ramiro? Can you hear me?

Don't move.

I'll get the stuff, we'll take him out.

Take it easy, Ramiro.

Julia...

Look at me. Are you okay?

Take it easy.

Do you want to talk?

I won't hurt you.

I'm Mr. Jauregui, your defense counsel.

I'll represent you before thejudge and the D.A.

For your statement.

You're accused of the murder of Nahuel Heredia.

We know the circumstances...

around the case are complicated.

The other accused in this case is Ramiro Nievas,

who was arrested and hospitalized.

He must sign the statement, too.

Draw your home, Julia.

And now draw yourself.

See a gap...

between your thoughts and what you want to say?

Do you remember Nahuel?

And Ramiro?

I must inform you you cannot be released...

due to the nature of the crime you're accused of,

and that you are to remain at the Court's disposal.

Julia Z�rate is to be remanded on custody.

Notify the state prison authorities of her confinement.

Pleased to meet you, young lady.

Guard, take her away.

Stay calm.

Stay calm.

'Evening.

Z�rate, Julia.

- Good evening. - Right hand, please.

- First and last names. - Julia Z�rate.

I.D. Number?

- Single or married? - Single.

Left hand.

- Father's name? - Tom�s Z�rate.

- Deceased? - Yes.

- Mother's name? - Sof�a Giusti.

Wipe your hands.

Take her away, please.

Let's go.

Hey, new girl!

Blondie, give me a cigarette.

Undress.

Blonde bitch, give us your cigs.

Raise your arms.

Turn around.

- How far pregnant? - I don't know.

Pull your pants down and crouch.

Pull open your panties.

Get up.

Pull up your pants.

How long since you slept?

I don't know.

I'll give you something later.

Let's go. Hurry up!

I'm going to read to you...

the rules in here.

Violation of discipline can be...

slight, medium, serious and very serious.

Serious violations are: Break-out or attempted break-out.

Inciting or participating...

in attempts to compromise order.

Assaulting or threatening an officer or any other person.

Physically, psychologically or sexually intimidating others.

Is that clear?

You're not here 'cause I want you to be,

or because I have space and I sent for you.

You know what got you here.

Easy...

Easy...

This is your cell block.

You're free to walk around.

You can go to any inmate's cell,

and she can go to yours.

One of you stands outside. Understand?

I can't hear you.

- Yes. - 'Yes, Madam."

Yes, Madam.

I'll show you your cell.

Take it easy.

Easy... Don't make things worse.

Get in!

Hey, skinny blondel

Hey, honey, do you have a smoke?

- Ponce? - Here.

- Mi�o. - Here.

- P�rez. - Here.

- Cardozo. - Here.

- Quiniche. - Here.

- Alegre. - Here.

- Moreno. - Here.

- Ricciardi. - Here.

- Cardozo. - Here.

- Rojo. - Here.

Z�rate.

�Z�rate, Julia!

�Z�rate!

�Z�rate!

�Z�rate, Julia?

Out here at seven. Can't hear you.

- Yes, okay. - Yes what?

- Yes what? - Yes, Madam.

Garc�a.

Here.

- Ratti. - Here.

Here.

- Thanks. - It's nothing.

- Nice body you got. - Try it out, blondie.

What tender breasts you got, darling.

- Stop it. - You don't like this? Don't be shy.

Stop it. Get off me!

Stay away, Gauchita.

You brat, give me back my shampoo!

What's wrong, dumb ass?

I'm tired of your brat, you hear?

Shut up, you bitch!

Guard! Fight in the showers.

Alegre! Quinoche!

Shut up!

That's enough. That's enough, I said.

Mi�o, Ponce, visit.

Z�rate, no visit.

Rojo, no visit.

- Alegre, Escalante... - Nobody came?

- See you, Marta. - Good luck.

�valos, N��ez, visita.

And your family?

I don't have a family.

Mine is far away.

In Anau�. Been there?

Come, I have pictures.

- See you later. - Bye, giris.

My sister.

She stayed with my other kids.

I send her my allowance, but...

it's useless.

You don't have anyone?

My old lady, but she lives abroad.

You don't belong here. Why are you here?

- You don't know. - I know what we all know.

What exactly?

You killed your boyfriend. Is it true?

He wasn't my boyfriend.

Why are you here?

'Cause I'm poor. And a fucking fool.

That's all.

- Some mat� tea? - Okay.

You're rich, aren't you?

If you've got money, everything will be easier for us.

This is Julia.

Noelia... Noelia's about to leave.

Rusa.

Susana.

Pacha.

Anything you want to know about Julia, ask me.

You too. Any doubt, you ask me.

What're you doing? Go away with that cigarette.

No smoking around the kids.

Transfer!

Transfer!

Transfer!

Hello, Julia.

I'm Hugo Casman, your defense attorney.

Your mother sent me.

I've been reading your case, the evidence.

I need to understand. You want to tell me?

You don't?

If you're not interested, I can get up and leave.

Okay?

I wanted them to get out of my house.

What was your relationship with them?

One was my boyfriend and the other, his lover.

Inmate Julia Z�rate?

Any relative by the name of Giusti, Sof�a?

My mother.

You've got a package.

Three pacifiers.

Baby shoes.

An undershirt.

A baby bottle.

Family photos.

A letter.

Here.

No, thanks.

Still vomiting?

Did you sleep?

You're lucky you're pregnant. This cell block isn't a prison.

Get me cards, Julia.

- Cards? - Phone cards.

I can't.

Yes, you can. Who sent you this stuff?

Shit!

I'll be back.

Raise your arms.

Take a deep breath.

Up and down.

Okay, now your legs.

Now let's do the legs.

Take deep breaths.

Very good.

- How far along are you? - Eight months.

All set to go.

We're outcasts, you're in heaven.

Z�rate, Julia.

Hand over some cigarettes.

So you're Z�rate Julia?

Bitch, you're no kitten.

What's your problem?

You see her get off her ass?

Fat bitch!

She should stop eating.

The filthy bitch is ready to lay!

We tie pussy cats to the cell bars.

Tie 'em tight so they don't come loose.

This is what you tell the judge.

Read it out loud.

Why out loud?

To practice.

"I live in my family's apartment.

My mom's been in France for 13 years.

I lived alone for 4 years. I met Nahuel.

He asked to stay.

First, for a week, then he stayed on.

Later...

he brought a friend, Ramiro, to live with us."

Do I have to learn it?

No, not by heart,

you've got to believe it.

In court you'll face the judge, the prosecutor, the legal experts.

You'll shit your pants.

You have to convince them.

'Little by little, they started to edge me out.

I supported them.

I was a stranger in my own house.

But I tried not to make trouble, to get along as best we could.

One day I found them both in my bed, but they never left.

It all started about two years ago."

They must believe you, not Ramiro.

Stick to the script.

Don't go for pity. Be strong.

And don't you dare cry. That's very important.

What are you looking at? Hey, can't you see she's pregnant?

Is this gonna take long?

We've been here since 6 AM!

It's damn hot in here.

Those bastardsjacking off all day!

Here we are, shitting ourselves in the heat.

Son of a bitch. Look at this.

Look at those hungry chimps.

You guys from Campana? Campana, right?

Who are you to ask?

Well, I'm asking.

- Where are you from? - None of your business.

Never seen you before.

- Where you from? - Olmos.

Olmos? I was told that at Olmos, they're all faggots.

Go sew your panties!

Don't be jealous or I'll steal him from you.

Z�rate, Julia. Come here.

About time. Why make her suffer?

Why not come get her earlier?

Good luck, Julia.

I met Nahuel, he spent a few days at my place.

He stayed on.

Then, Ramiro showed up, a friend of Nahuel's.

- He stayed for a few days. - Alright.

What exactly happened that night?

That night, when I came home,

they were arguing in my room.

I heard fighting.

Then, Ramiro came out.

He had bruises on his face.

He went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife.

He went back. Nahuel came out.

I think he hit me.

The knife was on the floor. There was a lot of blood.

I grabbed the knife. I don't remember any more.

Did they know you were pregnant?

- No. - Why didn't you tell them?

I didn't have time. It went so fast.

- Do you know who the father is? - Nahuel.

You mean Nahuel Heredia, the victim?

Please, help me!

What'll you do to me?

A Caesarean. Don't worry, everything is fine.

No, don't cry.

You're drugged. You won't feel a thing.

- You're gonna cut me open? - A little.

- You won't feel a thing. - No, please.

Easy now.

It'll be over soon.

Do you feel anything?

- No... - No? Okay...

Don't be afraid. Your baby will be born soon.

We're almost there.

Can I sit up?

Madam, you're here to see Z�rate?

Please, come in.

Wait here.

How are you?

Took me forever to get here.

Why are you here?

Casman called me.

When did you arrive?

Two hours ago.

Couldn't get a better flight.

How do you feel?

Okay. The stitches bother me.

You were also born by Caesarean.

Yes, I know.

Hello, baby.

He's cute. What's his name?

I don't know yet.

Did you get the things I sent?

- Excuse me... - Yes, thank you.

I'll change your IV drip.

Why are you here, Mother?

I want to be with you both.

I'm tired. I need to sleep. Go away.

Go home, Mom.

Okay, I'll be outside. Sleep tight.

This way, Madam.

- Last name? - Z�rate.

- First name? - Tom�s.

- Mother's name? - Julia Z�rate.

- Single or married? - Single.

- Father's name? - He has none.

I'll organize a vaccination control plan...

to have the baby take all the required shots.

Ms. Z�rate, you need to know...

that the minor will stay with you until he's four years old.

After that, a relative will have custody,

or if not,

he'll be sent to the Court of Minors.

Make your boy shut up, you bitchl

Let us sleep, you fucking bitchl

Feed himl

Shut him upl

Make that brat shut the fuck upl

We want to sleepl

Hey, make the brat shut up, you fucking bitchl

Give him to me.

Stop crying, give me the pacifier.

Now, now, Tom�s.

That's it, love.

Come and get him. I'm with the others.

They're awake, too, goddammit.

Come on.

Take some milk.

Very good, Tom�s.

There's clothes to wash.

- I'll do it later. - Do it now.

Phone cards.

- Cotton, towels, diapers. - Hold on, I'm writing it down.

How many?

Enough for all of us.

- My family is waiting, too. - Nearly done.

- What about Tom�s? - You heard from Casman?

- Cut it short. - Okay.

- Come on. - Okay.

Did you talk to him?

- Yes, take care. - Okay.

"I ignored them, I made myself something to eat.

I heard Nahuel screaming in the bedroom,

I went there and he was hurt,

all bloody, and Julia with the knife in her hand.

She threw herself at me,

- and stabbed me in the arm." - He's a son of a bitch.

Hold on.

"I ran back to the living room,

she attacked me from behind."

It's only logical that Nievas' defense...

consists in blaming you.

We'll prepare for a confrontation,

we're going to be well prepared,

and get a trial date.

Don't get like this.

You know he's lying!

I know Ramiro! Why?

Come on, take it easy, you're not alone.

- Stop. - I'll kill Ramiro.

- Stop, Marta. - Come on, Julia.

No, leave me alone. Hand me a clothes peg.

We welcome little Tom�s,

Julia's son.

Tom�s, I bless you...

in the name of the Father, the Son,

and the Holy Ghost. Amen.

Another soul for our church.

A big hand for Tom�s.

I'm staying in Buenos Aires.

Why stay?

- Everything is fine. - To be closer to both of you.

I can help you.

Where will you stay?

I thought I'd move into the apartment.

Okay.

How could this happen to you?

How could it end like this?

- I feel so guilty. - Stop it, Mother.

Stop it. Stop crying!

Putting on a show!

What's wrong with you?

Control yourself.

Get a grip. Everything is okay.

Stop it.

Will you bring Tom�s to me?

Will you stop crying?

Yes.

Alright?

Will you control yourself?

Marta!

Marta, this is Sof�a, my mother.

- Hi, Marta. - Let her hold Tom�s.

He's asleep.

That's okay. Let her have him.

Don't wake him up.

Hello, Tom�s.

Your father wanted to call you Tom�s. Did you know?

No.

You want anything? Water?

Mom! You want water, something?

- Are you okay? - No, I'm okay.

You want to hold him a while?

Yes.

Come on, let's go.

Candela, go to sleep. This kid never sleeps.

Kindergarten, giris!

Let's go, giris!

- Rojo, Z�rate, cell block. - Just a minute.

- Hurry up. - I'm coming. Just a second.

Come on, let's go.

What do you want, Tommy?

You want to play?

Do you want me to swing you?

What do you want? You can't go out now.

You like that?

Come on, Tom�s. Let's go play.

Come here, you'll fall down.

Come. Come on, Tommy.

Come with me. You'll fall down.

Sofi, will you take this letter?

It's for my wife.

Go on.

- Names? - Julia and Tom�s Z�rate.

Lift your T-shirt.

Turn around.

Spread your arms.

Pull down your T-shirt.

Turn around.

Open your mouth.

Your pants.

Crouch.

Pull open your panties.

Get up.

- Now, the kid. - Don't touch him.

Then, you can't come in.

Pull up his shirt, pull down his pants.

Nearly done.

- Don't touch him. - I have to examine him.

His pants and diapers.

That's it. Okay, love, that's it.

- Anything else? - No, go ahead.

Look at your hands.

Is that your son?

Say hello.

What's your name?

Tom�s.

Hi.

Sure he's Nahuel's kid?

Yes.

How do you know.

I read your statement.

Why did you say that?

I stopped smoking.

Julia...

I have to help myself, not you.

Get it?

Look, Tom�s.

I can't stand it anymore. I have to get out.

You didn't tell the truth.

I don't remember what happened. Do you?

I don't know what I remember.

We're on our own.

I'm not alone.

Look.

Let's get nice and pretty for Luc�a's birthday.

Tommy...

Tom�s...

Come on, Tommy.

Let's get ready for Luc�a's birthday.

It's Luc�a's birthday.

Come on. Hot, isn't it?

Come on, let's go.

Marta, bring out the cake so we can blow the candles.

Kids, come blow the candles.

- What happens? - Guardl

- What happened? - Guardl

- Guard, call the chief! - What's going on, Marta?

- Hold Candela. - Guardl

Call the chiefl

What did you do?

Let me go! You don't understand!

Don't take her away from me!

Luc�a is all I've got. Let go!

- Let me go, you bitch! - Easy, easy!

Raise her arms!

- Open! - Don't take her away from me!

Open! Take her to the nurse!

- She's my baby. Don't take her! - Close!

Don't take her away!

Merry Christmas!

Tommy, Merry Christmas.

Can I give him his presents?

I'll give them to him later.

Tell him they're from me.

I'm planning something at home for New Year's Eve.

I want to take Tommy.

I told you I don't want Tom�s to leave here.

It's time he got out.

He has to leave one day.

He's staying with me.

He's leaving with me, you understand?

- Want something to eat? - No.

Hey, Santa Claus!

The icebox is for Rusa.

She'll pay you, then you send me the money.

Okay.

Keep the diapers and the food.

You're leaving...