All language subtitles for +La.Noche.Que.Luche.Contra.Dios.2024

Do you know the Greenberg Institute?

It's an institute
of forensic medicine.

It's the most important in Israel.

I heard something about it.

I would like to work there someday.

Are you nervous?

Anxious.

Dr. Methol
will integrate you quickly.

I told him about you.

Grandpa, what time is your flight
leaving tomorrow?

At five p.m.

Is everything ready?

Almost everything.

There are some things

that I will pack tomorrow morning.

Okay.

- Have you finished?
- I have.

Thank you.

I know it bothered you
that I talked to Methol.

I'm sorry.

I can make my path alone, grandpa.

Of course you can.

I just talked to him.

When you arrived,
he helped you, grandpa.

That's your story.

You survived an extermination camp.

I'm just beginning a residency.

That's all.

The fact that I needed help

doesn't mean that you need it.

So?

I asked him something
much more important than that.

I asked him to trust you.

I'll miss you so much, you know?

Will you come to visit me?

I will be there as soon as I can.

Wake me up before you leave.

Sleep tight.

Dr. Maristany, to CCU.

Hey!

Hi.

- Did you come earlier?
- Yes.

Have you seen Dr. Martínez?
He asked me about you.

No, I haven't.

- Come.
- No, let's go later.

Where do you want to go?

I want to walk around.

- OK, let's go.
- Thank you.

Dr. Ferreyra, call the laboratory.

Dr. Ferreyra, to the laboratory.

Forensic surgeon.

Yes, doctor.

The idea of understanding
or analyzing a body after death

has always interested me.

Bodies speak.

That's true.

I know.

Honestly, this is what I want to do.

This isn't easy.

I know that too.

No.

You don't know it.

You suppose it.

You'll know it when you become one.

"You will become doctors
just to realize you know nothing."

We have to keep studying.

Yes.

Débora, could you walk Benjamín
to sector three?

- Yes, doctor.
- Thank you.

- Welcome to the Hospital de Clínicas.
- Thank you.

Help! Help!

Ambulance!
A doctor!

Go ahead!

Let's go.

To the operating room urgently.

- Débora, the stretcher.
- Yes.

Continue, Benjamín!

Continue!

Sheinberg. Come here.

Look for gauze.

Come on, Sheinberg.

Nurse, I need some gauze.

Go ahead!

The gloves, Sheinberg.

No vital signs.

Time of death?

Ten twenty-three.

To the operating room!

- Débora.
- Yes?

Could you help me here, Débora?

I need you to measure blood pressure,
control vital signs,

and cut the pants, OK?

Let me know. Come on.

Analyze this one.

Come here, Sheinberg.

No pulse, doctor.

Bring the crash cart.

360 joules.
Stay away.

Ready to shock.

Shock.

Débora, could you help me here?

Control that IV line.
Finish cutting the pants.

- Yes?
- Débora...

Recent information says
that an Israeli military aircraft

will take off in minutes
from Tel Aviv to Buenos Aires

carrying Jewish Army experts
in removal of debris

and police specialized
in counter-terrorism research.

The special flight
is due to arrive in Argentina

within the next fifteen hours.

Thank you so much.

Despite the pain
that everything we are seeing causes,

because it shakes us, of course,

we are journalists and human beings,

we have already lived this

when the Israeli embassy
was attacked.

Some minutes ago
a person was found alive.

Such was the joy that people cheered.

It was like a cry
because someone is living

despite everything that has happened.

I don't know the sex of the person.

They are trying to remove them
from the rubble.

I hope there are more people alive

that can really be saved.

Our camera,

from the place it's oriented,
is showing us

the rescue work

for that person
that thank God is alive.

It's amazing
how many people are here.

I can see the hardhats.

It's a man!
It's a man, exactly!

The yellow, white, red hardhats...

People are clapping again
and cheering.

Everybody is clapping here

as word gets around
that someone is alive.

This is the wonderful part
you can find in disaster and tragedy:

saving someone's life, isn't it?

Benjamín.

The cable specifically points out

that a group of firefighters found,
among the rubble of the AMIA,

Argentine Israelite
Mutual Association,

a kid between nine and twelve years

that survived the bombing.

Apparently, he would only got
his leg broken.

Forces informed
they could find the kid

because of the screams
that were heard among the rubble

and highlighted
that he was put on a ventilator.

Other information

that also lifts the spirits

and is a reward
for the work of the collaborators.

It says: "A few moments ago
a person was removed alive

from the basement
of the AMIA building."

The person we saw,

supposedly the one we saw on screen,

is a young man and was referred
to the Hospital de Clínicas.

Are you related to Daniel Sheinberg?

Yes, he's my grandfather.

I regret to inform you
that Mr. Sheinberg

is one of the victims
of the AMIA bombing.

I need you to come with me
to the judicial morgue

to identify the body.

I'm so sorry.

I need you to come with me, please.

Do you want me to leave you alone?

Do I wait for you?

No.

"A plot of land

located in the place named Adrogué,

Province of Buenos Aires,

described as plot 17

in block 17,
that measures 21 meters..."

Laboratory service, go to ICU.

Is anyone there?

Sheinberg, what are you doing here?
Weren't you on leave?

Yes, I just came to get some papers.

- Is everything OK?
- Yes. Bye.

I know you are here.
Open the door!

I went to the hospital
to get my stuff.

It was a horrible situation.

I'm sorry.

Take it.

I've already apologized to you.

Tell me what you want,
and I'll do it.

No, you tell me.

I don't know what's wrong with you.

What do you mean?

I don't know what's wrong with you.

A lot of things, I don't know.

- I don't know.
- Tell me.

What happened is wrong!

My grandpa is what's wrong with me!

A person died in my arms

and I could do nothing
since I'm not a doctor.

That's what's wrong.
I'm escaping all the time.

Can you understand that?

Do you know what it feels like?

It was always about you, wasn't it?

AMIA hit all of us,

not just you.

I also lost.

What did you lose, Débora?
Tell me.

You.

I lost you.

"Examine your words

before they come out of your mouth",
my father used to say

sitting in the machine you are now.

We never got along.

You're looking away
from the machine too soon.

You will be fine.

If it doesn't heal,
we go to the Clínicas.

No, it will heal.

They stitch you and that's it.

I know these wounds, they heal fast.

What are you afraid of, Benjamín?

I'm not afraid.

Fear doesn't exist.

It's just a trap to mislead us.

Things are not going as you planned

and that frustrates you.

And the worst part: you don't know
how to start from scratch.

I don't know
what you are doing here.

You're young,

a doctor,

you have all your life
ahead of you.

And you are in this workshop.

Your grandfather
was a great friend of mine,

and I didn't hesitate in helping you.

But you don't belong here.

Do you?

I didn't want to be in this workshop,

but I've been in here
since I was born.

What did you want to be?

An astronaut.

No, I'm lying.

I wanted to travel.

And then I realized

that I wanted to see myself
in other places,

with other people.

And then I realized that maybe...

all those people...

were a part of me
that I didn't want to see.

Actually, I wanted to travel

to really know myself.

When I realized that...

I had spent seventy years...

looking through the same window
I'm looking now.

I don't know what's wrong with you...

if it's the Hospital de Clínicas
or that girl.

But whatever it is
you have to face it.

Today, when you leave this workshop
for the last time,

you shouldn't go home,

you should go
to the Hospital de Clínicas.

It's been a long time,
don't you think?

Did you say
"leave for the last time"?

Yes, because you are fired.

Don't wait until you realize it.

You should travel, Stern.

Goodbye, Benjamín.

Do you remember, Benjamín?

Bashert means destiny,

the destiny God

has for all of us.

And although...

our destiny...

may seem imperfect sometimes...

God always knows

what's best for us.

I put some stones.

Thank you.

How are you?

I'm fine.

Surviving.

And you?

I'm fine.

I've just been fired from a workshop,
but I'm fine.

I also stopped by...

to say goodbye.

I'm leaving.

Where are you going?

To my town.

My grandfather is very sick
and is alone.

And your things?

What about the hospital
and your specialty?

They will have to wait.

It was nice to see you.

Bye.

Bye.

Working in a workshop...

or saving lives,
your grandad would be proud of you.

Your grandfather was right.

I'm Rubén.

How are you?

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

It's impressive, isn't it?

It is.

What was he right about?

He used to tell me

that his grandson
walked just like him.

You never met again after the war?

Nevermore.

The day we were set free together

we took different paths.

Letters were
our only means of communication.

Have you brought them?

He was very protective
of his letters.

They were his biggest treasure.

He kept them...

in a wooden chest.

When he took out a letter,

he could spend

hours and hours
reading the same letter.

And although I

listened and looked at him

reading them with enthusiasm,

I never asked him
to read me any letter.

Maybe if you would've done it...

But I didn't.

Get some rest.

Tomorrow will be a long day.

- Can I ask you a question?
- Yes.

If you've never lived in Argentina,

why do you speak Spanish?

See you tomorrow at seven.

Its name means
"the one that goes down."

The Jordan River
runs through all of Israel.

The history of our nation
runs in its waters.

He asked me in his will
to bury them here...

together with his kippah.

Do you want me to read you one?

"Dear Daniel,

I hope you are having a good time
in Buenos Aires.

You might already know it
from the newspapers

that told you this
before this letter.

Today,

May 14th,

1948,

is a historic day.

How much we have talked

during those nights of terror

in Auschwitz

about our fight for freedom.

Finally, that day has arrived.

Today, Israel was proclaimed
an independent state.

Our fight was not in vain.

Great nations

are created

after great fights."

They took everything from us
in Auschwitz.

Our wives,

our children,

our dignity,

everything.

When the Russians set us free,

your grandfather and I
said goodbye...

and we never saw each other again.

He and your dad

went to Argentina

and never came back.

Instead...

I returned to the land of my parents,

Israel.

Why didn't my grandfather
want to come back?

Years later,

your mom and dad had the accident.

You were just a child.

He just wanted to stay in the land...

where his son, your dad,
remained.

When your grandfather
left for Argentina

he loved everything.

He imposed the condition

that if we wrote to each other

it had to be in Spanish.

So I had to learn.

Did you stop believing
a long time ago?

Let me go, for the dawn is breaking!

I will not let you go
unless you bless me!

- What's your name?
- Jacob.

Your name will no longer be Jacob.

From now on
you will be called Israel.

Because you fought with God and men
and you prevailed.

Tell me your name, please.

Why are you asking my name?

Did you call me, father?

Yes, my son.

Come closer.

Jacob, I heard your father
say to your brother Esau

to hunt an animal

and prepare it the way he likes it.

Then he would bless him
in the presence of God

before he dies.

Now, my son, listen carefully.

Do exactly what I tell you.

Go out to the flock and bring me

two good young goats.

I will prepare
some tasty food with them,

just the way your father likes it.

You will take it to him to eat,

so that he may bless you

before he dies.

But my brother Esau is a hairy man,

and I'm a man with smooth skin.

My father might touch me

and he would realize
I am an impostor.

He would curse me
rather than bless me.

May the curse be upon me!

Just do what I say.

Go and bring me the young goats.

Take this, my son.

Jacob...

Trust me.

Father?

Father?

Here I am.

Who are you, my son?

I'm Esau, your eldest son.

I did as you asked me to do.

Sit up and eat some of my game

so that you may give me
your blessing.

How did you find
the game so quickly, my son?

God, your Lord, was with me!

Come closer
so I can touch you, my son.

Are you my son Esau or not?

The voice is the voice of Jacob...

but the hands are the hands of Esau.

Are you my son Esau?

Yes.

Yes, father.

Please, serve me...

and I will eat my son's game

so that I can give you my blessing.

It is delicious, Esau.

Come closer and kiss me.

My son's fragrance

is like the scent of a field
blessed by God.

May God give you

heaven's dew

and land's fertility

and plenty of grain and wine.

Nations will serve you.

Peoples will bow down to you.

You will be lord over your brother.

May the sons of your mother
bow down to you.

May those who curse you be cursed

and those who bless you be blessed.

Sit up, my father.

Eat some of my game

so that you may give me
your blessing.

Who are you?

Your eldest son...

Esau.

Then who did serve me
that hunted game?

I ate it all before you came

and I blessed him.

And he will remain blessed.

Bless me too, my father!

Your brother deceived me.

And took your blessing.

That is why his named is Jacob!

He has cheated me twice!

He took my birthright

and now he has taken my blessing.

Have not you saved
any blessing for me?

Your dwelling will be
the fertile places on the earth.

And you will have heaven's dew.

(20 years later)

But you will live by your sword...

and you will serve your brother.

But when you grow restless...

you will throw his yoke
from off your neck.

Rachel!

Rachel!

My brother Esau
is on the other side of the river.

And he is approaching
with many people.

Take the children
and tell Lea to take care of them.

Your brother will kill you.

Do not worry, Rachel!

Jacob.

What will happen to us?
Please, think.

God will deliver us
from the hand of Esau,

from the hand of my brother.

Your brother hates you, my love.

He will never forgive you.

Jacob...

Let's break camp
and go to the desert.

I've been escaping all my life,

but I don't want to escape anymore.

Everything will be alright, my wife.

Last night, when I fought with God,

I named that place Peniel.

Because I saw God

face to face
and I saved my life.

Do you think that same God

won't save me from by brother?

No, no! Mercy! Please!

Take pity on me!

Mercy, my Sir, Esau!

I will leave soon.

We will follow you slowly,

at a pace that is comfortable
for the livestock and the children.

All right.

But let me assign some of my men
to accompany you.

What for?

Having found favor in your eyes
is enough for me.

It was hard to imagine
how our reunion would be.

I know how it feels, my brother.

I felt the same way
during the years I was a nomad.

We are all nomads
of this desert, Esau.

We all escape
from something eventually.

You found everything
you were looking for, Jacob.

I don't need all you've given to me.

God has given me a lot.

Yes.

I see that, Esau.

Yes, Jacob.

I have a lot...

but you have everything.

Goodbye, my brother.

May God protect you.

Goodbye, my brother.

Push hard! Push hard!

Come on!

What is wrong?

What is wrong?

Push hard, Rachel!

Push hard!

Come on!

What is wrong?

Don't be afraid!

This will also be a son for you!

Have faith, Rachel!
Have faith!

My wife.

His name...

Ben-oni .

Your name will be...

Benjamin.

Is it you, my son?

Yes, father.

Come closer, please.

Please, come closer and kiss me.

I knew that...

you reunited
with your brother.

He will also...

come to kiss me...

for the last time.

That is true, my father.

Now I can die in peace.

God...

has always been with you, my son.

His promise

will be fulfilled in you.

God will help you

to overcome

the loss of Rachel.

God will give you the grace

to raise her children

wisely.

I know that, father.

I know.

Dear son...

I will join my ancestors soon.

I am worried about Benjamin,

my youngest son.

I went through many things

and I do not want him

to go through that.

I was almost his age

when I went through
the greatest miracle of God.

I was also afraid, my son.

I was also afraid.

Abraham!

Here I am.

Please, take your son,

your only son, whom you love, Isaac,

and go to the land of Moriah.

You will sacrifice him there
as an offering

on one of the mountains
I will tell you.

My Lord?

We will stop here.

My father! My God!

Why are you silent, my Father?

Why are you silent, my Father?

Where are the stars?

The stars were over me

when you gave me...

your promise!

Stay here with the donkey

and me and the boy

will go there and worship

and we will come back to you.

Father.

Here I am.

The fire and the wood are here.

Where is the lamb for the offering?

God will provide
the lamb for the offering, my son.

I know God is merciful

and he never abandons his children.

I love you.

I love you, my son.

That voice that stopped the knife

still resounds in me.

The same voice

that promised

offspring

to your grandfather Abraham.

Part of my father,

part of my son.

In recent years,

how many times
have we come to this place?

I don't know.

Many years.

The Greenberg Institute
called you.

You've been selected.

You have to show up next week.

Mazal Tov.

What's wrong?

Aren't you happy?

Yes... yes, it's great news.

So?

But I can't accept it.

Why not?

I have to go back to my country.

It's time.

This place always reunites us.

And it says goodbye to us

to maybe meet us again some day.

He had to come...

but you came.

It had to be this way.

Something else.

When...

Jacob

was escaping from his brother Esau,

he arrived to a place
to spend the night.

He lay down

and put his head
on a stone that he found.

The stone

had belonged to the altar

where is grandfather Abraham

would obey the command

of sacrificing his son,

Isaac.

And over time,

his stones were scattered.

All the things we still don't know...

questions without answers...

are like
scattered stones in the desert

that someday

someone will put together
to build altars

that will give meaning to things.

It's for your grandfather.

Thank you.

I'll be here.

Always.

Is he your grandfather?

Yes.

Do we know each other?

Yes... well, I don't know.

Don't you remember me?

I'm sorry.

I didn't recognize you.

Don't worry.

The last thing I remember
from that day

is your face.

A few days after,
I've been told everything.

I looked for you for a while,

but nobody else knew about you...

until I found a workshop
you worked in.

And the man told me
you had gone on a trip, far away.

Yes, Stern.

Another woman
died in my arms that day.

My sister.

Her name was Sara.

She was my elder sister.

I'm sorry.

I wasn't trained. I didn't know.

- You saved my life.
- But your sister died.

It had to be this way.

Apart from Sara...

something else died in me that day.

And I know it died in you too.

Thank you.

No, thank you.

I'm sorry.

What was your name?

Raquel Wolf.

Nice to meet you.

- Benjamín...
- Sheinberg.

Pleased to meet you.

All the things we still don't know...

questions without answers...

are like
scattered stones in the desert

that someday

someone will put together
to build altars

that will give meaning to things.

I would like to leave a stone

on Sara's grave.

What were you doing
at the hospital today?

Are you going to work there again?

No.

I went for something
much more important.

- Hi, good morning.
- Good morning. How can I help you?

I'm Dr. Benjamín Sheinberg.

I need to contact a colleague
that works here.

Could you tell me the name, please?

Thanks for everything. See you.

I can't believe my eyes.

What are you doing here?

I came.

Where were you?

Far away.

But I'm back.

Are you an obstetrician?

Yes.

Yes, I'm an obstetrician.

And very famous too.

Everyone in the town knows you.

Why do you say so?

Because the dispensary security guard
told me you live here.

A thin old man,
about eighty years old,

wearing glasses?

Yes, himself.

Yes, that was Tato,
my grandfather.

He's doing great!

Yes, it was a bit difficult, but...

he recovered.

That's great!

I'm also glad...

to know where you live...

the life you built.

I'm glad to see you.

Hi.

Hi.

I have to drop her off
at kindergarten.

I'm sorry.

Forgive me.

I don't know who she is,

nor who the man
that left in the car is.

I'm really glad
they are part of your life.

I just came to apologize.

I'm sorry...

for being wrong.

I didn't have enough time...
with you.

I'm sorry for not looking at you,

for not letting you really know me.

I needed to know myself...

to really know me.

I still have stones...

to gather.

And here is one.

I don't get it.

I love you.

I always did.

That's it.

I'm also glad...

that they are in my life, but...

they're not who you think they are.

Aren't they?

I'm late, auntie.

She's my goddaughter.

We have to go to the kindergarten.

Are you coming?

Yes.

Yes, of course.

Let's go.

Where were you?
The operating room is ready.

- Dropping your daughter off.
- Thanks.

Benjamín, she's Rita.

Hi. Your daughter is very cute.

Are you Benjamín?

- Benjamín.
- Yes...

- Is everything ready?
- All's ready.

- Nice to meet you. See you.
- Likewise.

Would you help me to bring life
into the world?

Come on, go.

Change clothes and go inside.

Dad!

I can see the head.
The last contraction.

Congratulations!

Time of birth?

Nine fifty-three.