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What do you see?

Nothing.

Come on, we have to attack. Run.

Bang. Bang. Bang, bang, bang.

I killed you, Manolito. I killed you.

- You just wounded me. - I killed you.

Jorgito.

Stop, who's there?

Long live Cuba, down with Spain.

Long live Cuba, down with Spain.

Game over.

Hey, what's wrong with you?

You changed games again?

This game is boring. We've beat the Spaniards lots of times.

Besides, I wanna be the Queen of Spain.

Yeah? What about us?

My slaves. Hey, you, make me some coffee.

No no no no no.

We didn't fight the Spaniards for two hours

for you to tell us now you're the Queen of Spain

and we're your slaves. No, Malu.

It's always the same with you. Every time you wanna play something...

Look, if we play house, you wanna be the mother.

If we play hospital, you wanna be the doctor.

Why do you always have to be the one giving the orders, Malu?

First of all, because I'm taller than all of you.

But you're the youngest.

And secondly, because I'm the Queen of Spain.

What you are is a tyrant who wants to keep all games for yourself,

What about you? Big-headed midget.

Jorgito.

I'm coming.

Enough "I'm coming." Can't you hear me calling you for hours?

"Enough 'I'm coming.' Can't you hear me calling you for hours?"

Malu. Lunch time.

"Malu. Lunch time."

Malu, honey, didn't I tell you a thousand times

that I don't want you to play with that kid?

You quit piano lessons,

you quit ballet,

you quit English... What will I do with you, Malu? Lock you up?

Come here. What did I tell you, Jorgito?

That I don't want you to play with that little girl.

'Cause I don't want to have any troubles with her mother.

That woman thinks she's better than everybody.

Look at that bourgeois face.

Who the hell does she thinks she is?

The Queen of Spain.

I've told you a thousand times, Malu. These are low people,

with no culture. They're trash, honey, you see? Trash.

And I don't wanna see you again near that kid, who's just a tramp.

You belong in another world, love. You're different.

Girls play with girls, Malu...

...and boys play with boys.

Playing with a girl, what the hell is that?

Girls play with dolls, they play house...

...and boys? - They play ball.

Oh, the call.

Whatever you say, boss.

If we got to go to Santa Clara, well...

Yeah, yeah. All of it. We received all the money.

Is it cold up there?

Because here it's so hot...

You know... Wherever the country needs me.

Aunt Nina, the same. With her pains.

Life here is becoming more unbearable.

When we have one thing, something else we don't.

And almost everything is illegal.

One can't resist it, dear.

I can't wait to leave this fucking country for good.

I just can't stand it anymore.

I'm a human being. And I'm exhausted.

I've had it. I've just had it with your country.

Now it's Santa Clara, huh?

What will it be tomorrow?

The moon?

But you know that can't happen right now.

I can't go away today, leaving Aunt Nina here alone.

Split just like that, to start a new life in another country.

Everything for your country. And what about your family?

And you know what he said?

You just don't care.

You're an abusive man, full of machismo.

But I told him...

I spend hours working here, to keep this house in order.

And I have to do everything by myself, you hear? Everything.

Doing laundry, ironing, cooking, Jorgito's homework.

I'm very tired, now. Very tired.

And listen to this, so you know...

Grandma, I'm gonna tell you a secret.

But you can't tell anyone.

I'm neither your servant nor your damn mother.

Grandma, I love you so so so much.

Hey, are we going out to play again?

This is sinking, dear. It's just sinking.

Not even a Chinese doctor can fix this.

It's letting water in from all sides.

What are you doing?

Waiting for Malu, uh?

I think you're in love with her.

If you ever say that again, I'll smash your head, you hear me?

- Wanna play hide and seek? - If you do the counting.

Totally in love.

At what age do you become a grown-up?

I don't know. But I think we're far from it yet.

I can't wait to grow up so nobody will tell me what to do.

Me too.

To hear the call of the clarinet

and bravely run to pick up your arms

Remember all you dance group students,

you have to be in the auditorium at 5:00 pm.

And like every day, we'll repeat our motto:

Pioneers for Communism.

We'll be like Che.

"The green and dense sugar cane field

occupied a large area of the valley.

And the sun sent his abrasive rays

over the sugar canes."

Fernanda.

"'Grow, grow, beautiful sugar canes,' said the Sun.

'It's time to create the sweet juice of sugar."'

Marcelo.

"He looked at the plantain and said,

'Plantain, be more fruitful.'

And to the corn, 'Corn, make your cob.'

And the cob said..."

Malu, dear,

books are not to be written on

or to be soiled or torn.

Brain. Cerebellum.

Brain. Cerebellum.

Marrow bone. Spinal nerves.

Marrow bone. Spinal nerves.

And... horse tail.

Sorry. I didn't do intentionally.

No no no. That didn't hurt.

My shoes are too tight.

Can you tell me what are you here for?

Rehearsal or chatting?

What happens is, you're too short.

Well, my mom, she never steps on me.

She taught me how to dance. She used to go to lots of parties.

- But not anymore. - Well, look, my mom has big feet.

And besides, she thinks she knows how to dance.

Same as you.

Girl, take care of your little brother.

My little brother.

You, my little brother.

You first.

Now you.

If you tell me what you wrote...

- I'll tell you what I wrote. - No.

Because we made a deal. A deal is a deal.

And I said we're not going to tell Manolito, Hernandito or you.

How long until 2030?

Six times one equals six.

Six times two equals 12.

Six times three equals 18.

Six times four equals 24.

Six times five equals 30.

Six times six equals 36.

Six times seven equals 42.

Six times eight... Six times eight...

Grandma?

There's nothing left for me here.

I don't care about anything.

I take my memories with me.

I don't care about losing the house.

I'll write to the girl's father asking him to sign the authorization

to take her out of the country.

No no.

I don't think it will be a problem.

It's me who can't stand another minute here.

This country suffocates me, same as this hot weather.

I want to move out, you understand? I want to move out.

I want to move out.

To hear the call of the clarinet

and bravely run to pick up your arms

Pioneers for Communism.

We'll be like Che.

Do you know why the math book killed himself?

Because it had so many problems.

If you don't laugh I'll step on your shoe.

Leave me alone.

What's going on with you two?

Teacher, he's stepping on my feet.

That's not true, teacher. I know how to dance.

So you know how to dance, huh?

Malu, go to the center. Jorgito, with Yosimil.

You know why I didn't tell the teacher?

'Cause the other day, when Camila asked me for the math book,

you didn't want me to give it to her. Because Camila is jealous, right?

And then she told the principal.

You told her you put the book in your backpack by mistake

and then you left it at home.

Don't ask me to play with you later, you hear me?

Leave me alone. Stop following me.

If it's hard for me, imagine how it is for the kid.

She doesn't talk, she doesn't laugh, she doesn't want to eat.

And to tell you the truth, I don't know what to say to her.

This is so difficult.

I swear, I don't know what I'm gonna do.

You know, you have to be very careful how you explain things to children.

Let's play hide and seek?

What about running?

Balls?

Hey, what's wrong with him?

I understand, Malu.

I know how hard it is to leave your friends at school.

But you can make friends everywhere.

Life is long. Time helps you to forget.

You'll see how much you'll like living there.

It will be good for both of us.

One day you'll thank me for this.

Malu, say something, sweetie,

for Christ's sake. Just a word.

I don't wanna go anywhere.

What's got into you? You've been half an hour in the shower.

Mom, at what age can you get married?

Pioneers for Communism.

What happened?

Aw, girl. Manolito got into a fight with Jorgito.

Because he said your mom is a slut

and she has tons of boyfriends.

Oh, geez, then he started throwing punches. And he hit him on the eye.

Oh, God. And then...

Stop it, stop it, both of you.

Get up, Jorgito. Jorgito.

Stop, I said.

Listen, what's this? A school or a boxing club?

You're both grounded and will go to see the principal. Get up.

"I must

not

box

in

school."

"I must

not

box..."

"I must not box in school.

I must not box in school."

Manolito was taller than me. But I beat him.

I threw him on the floor. I punched him. I slapped him hard.

My dad taught me that.

My mom married a foreigner, and she's going through the paperwork

so we can go to live outside Cuba.

So then you're not going to dance in the end-of-the-year event.

And we're not going to see each other ever again.

Or play together anymore.

Never again?

My mom says that you can make friends everywhere.

That life is long.

And time helps you to forget.

But I will never forget you, even if I die.

And if we hug very, very hard,

nobody will ever be able to separate us.

I'm gonna talk to your mom.

Are you nuts? Nobody can change her mind.

She really wants to go away.

She says she feels desperate.

That she can't wait another second.

What if you ask your dad not to sign that letter?

I haven't seen my dad since I was six.

My mom divorced him.

Besides, he lives far away.

Far, far away.

So far that we can't go see him?

Imagine.

We would need to get... a car...

take a train...

a ship...

or a plane.

So tomorrow we'll take a train and go see your dad.

I'll go with you. I give you my word as a gentleman.

Your dad won't sign that letter. I promise you that, Malu.

What time do we leave?

Jorgito.

Jorgito, sweetheart, get up. Come on.

You'll be late for school.

Malu. Come on, you got to go to school.

Open your eyes.

Right. Let's go.

Your dolls. And now this, too?

Let me take it with me to school.

You have all your books?

Yes? What about these?

Okay. Give me a kiss.

LORD This is Your house

FIDEL This is your house.

Do you have money for the train?

Lots of it.

$11,89.

That's not enough.

Let's see. Tell me where your dad lives.

Let me see. We go here...

We're not there yet.

We're getting close.

Here.

Point Mais�.

Malu, there's only room for a lighthouse there.

Yes, my father is the lighthouse keeper.

Wow. That's really far.

Tickets?

My mom went to the bathroom.

Let's go.

It's just around the corner, boy.

Varadero is the most beautiful beach in the world. You have to see it.

- Would you rather miss it? - There's not enough time, Malu.

We have to get to Point Maisí before your dad receives you mother's letter.

The water is clear, so clear.

And the sand is white, so white.

But we have to travel far.

Look, look. He stopped.

Come on, come on.

- Do you go to Maisí? - Maisí?

I don't think so. I'm just going to Varadero.

Can you give us a ride?

Get in.

Look, take the main street. There's a fair there.

Turn right. My mom will be waiting there for us.

Yeah, yeah, don't worry. I'll take you.

So you... are you siblings?

- Yes. - No.

What's that?

You're not runaways, are you?

Because I'll call the police right away.

He's the son

of his mom and my father.

And I'm the daughter of my mom and his father.

Do you understand?

Crystal clear. Don't worry.

I was just messing with you.

I know you're good kids. I can read it in your faces.

It's a pity we can't go swimming.

Hey, you didn't bring your underwear?

Of course I did, are you crazy?

But I can't swim in my underwear. My dad says it's a sign of disrespect

to be in your underwear at the beach.

That men don't swim in dirty underwear.

Well, look, I'm going to swim in my panties.

And don't even think you're gonna see my tits.

Because, look, I came well prepared.

Suit yourself. Your loss.

Don't you get it? If my dad sees me, he will be very upset.

Oh, your dad, your dad.

I'm so fed up with you and your dad.

Wow, I'm starving.

- I invite you to lunch. - Where?

Come with me.

Good morning.

Oh, Margarita.

Oh, what am I going to do? What am I going to do?

Calm down, ma'am, calm down.

Where can she be, dear God?

Also, he never did anything like that before.

He never ditched school.

He's the head of his class. First at everything.

We'll find her, I promise you.

But I assure you, officer, she had nothing to do with this.

I'm sure it was that boy's idea. I forbid her to play with him,

with the kind of family he belongs to.

His mother yells all day long. His father drinks,

and I think he even beats them.

You're from here, from Havana?

No no no.

We're from Camag�ey.

We moved here some four years ago,

because my husband was named chief of a construction brigade here.

Well, isn't it possible the boy went to Camag�ey?

No. In Camag�ey? No no no.

No, what an idea, Lieutenant. No way. I don't think so.

Also, there we only have some...

very distant relatives.

No.

Oh, where the hell could that boy have gone?

My poor little girl. She must be starving.

- Jorgito, we can't go to a restaurant. - Think. It's the easiest thing, look.

What you have to do is shake his hand.

Then, speak in the weirdest way you can.

In English, for instance.

No no no no. In French, in French.

My grandma is up there, right now. See?

In Heaven. Looking at us.

That happens when you're very good and you die:

God turns you into a star.

Well, see, my dad says there is no God.

Your dad doesn't know where his head is.

My dad does know. And there is no God.

The stars are balls of fire.

That one is my grandma.

Did you see that? A shooting star.

Let's make a wish.

Uh? Will you make a wish on a ball of fire?

Hey, and that other star is the puppy I lost last year.

- How do you do that? - My grandma taught me.

- If you wish, you can do it, too. - How?

Just do it.

Did you see that?

- Look at this one. - Look at that one. How pretty.

- Look, how beautiful. - What about that one?

Look at that one.

- Look at the other one, over there. - And that one.

- I spy. - What?

- A thing. - What thing?

Shit. I forgot my backpack.

Now how will we know where we are, if you lost the map?

But we still have the compass.

- Now, what do we do in Trinidad? - I don't know. Keep going.

In Varadero?

In Varadero?

But my daughter goes every year to Varadero.

What did she have to escape there for? Do you see? It's that boy.

Look, ma'am. I'm sorry for you but...

I believe if both families collaborate, support each other,

it's going to be easier to find the kids.

Look, I'm sorry. But I've nothing to do with those people.

I'd rather not get involved with them.

But what was he doing in Varadero?

How could he get all the way there if he doesn't know Varadero?

He's never been there.

Don't you understand?

Oh, why did he do this to me?

Hi, cow.

If we keep going north, we can reach Point Maisí.

- We can reach it going south, too. - But north is closer.

How do you know that?

'Cause I took geography class and you didn't.

Look, my teacher told me that going north or south is the same,

- because the earth is round. - What has that got to do with anything?

A lot.

You see? This is my dad.

And your mom never hits you?

No, but she always reprimands me:

"You won't leave the house for a month, you can't watch cartoons,

you're grounded."

My mom doesn't hit me, only my dad.

If I don't do what he says, he beats me.

I don't know why, but he hits me. And he hits me hard.

And then, when he drinks his rum,

he starts crying and says that he loves me.

When I grow up, I'll be a singer.

- And I'll be a chief. - Chief of what?

Chief of... I don't know. Chief of something.

So everybody will have to do things the way I say.

And if they don't... Oh my God.

If I was the chief, I would have everybody doing whatever they wanted.

- 'Specially, girls. - You wouldn't be a good chief.

Why did your mom and dad get a divorce?

I don't know. But they argued a lot.

My mom says she doesn't even want to see even one of his hairs.

And my dad went to live as far as possible from her.

But he loves me a lot.

How do you know that?

Because he told me so in that letter.

And he also sent me his picture so I won't forget him.

If he loves you so much,

why did he send you just one letter in all these years?

Because he doesn't like to write.

Can't he call you on the phone?

He says that's very difficult.

Then, if your mom married a foreigner and takes you to live out of Cuba,

do you become a foreigner, too?

I hope not.

How pretty.

Eww, what a pest.

You farted, pig.

What a pest.

If he thinks he can do whatever he wants,

he's wrong. He's very wrong.

He'll know it when I get my hands on him.

Follow the tracks, animals.

Azabache, Caoba.

Animal, Caoba.

My mom is waiting for us in Santo Espíritu.

What happened is, we missed the bus.

- It broke down. - Right, it broke down.

Well, look, I can't take you all the way to Santo Espíritu.

I'll drop you just a little bit ahead, where the railroad tracks are.

Just follow the tracks and pretty soon you'll get to San Pedro.

Don't worry, we know where that is.

Oh, yeah? Well, walk fast before nightfall catches you on these fields.

So you won't have to meet by any chance one of them "guijes."

You know what guijes are?

- Guijes? - Yes, sir, guijes.

What do you think?

Look, guijes are tiny, black bugs.

More or less your size.

Those animals are bad.

They're so bad, that they go around

with no clothes, naked, through these forests,

all night, morning, dawn,

jumping people and scaring them to death.

What do you think about that?

That's a lie. I know the guijes don't exist.

A lie? You haven't been taught to respect your elders?

Look, I could be your grandfather.

The guijes do exist, so you know.

I have seen them myself with these very eyes that will go into the ground.

How do you know they're not real?

Your daddy told you, too?

No, Malu, everybody knows that. The guijes are not real.

What do you know?

We've walked a lot, and that San Pedro is nowhere near.

I think that man lied to us.

I'm really starving.

We need to find food.

Malu, where are you going?

Hey, come back here, Malu. Came back here, Malu.

Do what I say, I'm the boss here.

- Come back. - What boss?

Yes, but... Now we can't leave here.

I have to wait until my son gets back.

Champion. Champion.

What are you doing here?

Aren't you the ones coming every afternoon to steal my husband's mangos?

We're not mango-robbers, ma'am.

No, huh? So what do you steal?

Milk and bread?

We only did it because we were hungry.

When you're hungry, you ask instead of stealing.

Now, you'll have to pay for everything.

For the bread, for the milk and for the mangos.

And let's see what Remberto says when he gets home.

Yes, I'm blind. But I listen and feel.

And I believe you're deep in trouble.

Champion, watch them.

Keep your eyes on these delinquents.

And if they try to escape, bite them.

Bite them. Teach them to respect what's not theirs.

Go fetch them, Champion.

Fetch them. Fetch them. Fetch them.

Don't let them get away.

Any news?

No no.

Jorge went to Varadero with the officer.

To search for them.

I'm desperate. Where could they be?

Do you want to come in and sit for a while?

Take this Tilo tea. It will make you feel better.

Thank you.

I don't even know how many I've had already.

No way. This situation is unbearable.

I don't do anything but think, "Where could these kids be?"

Don't feel like this. You'll see we're going to find them.

Now we're lost. It's your fault, because you lost the map.

Because you wanted to go to Varadero and then you wanted to eat.

Oh, yeah. Now it's my fault, huh? We're lost because of you.

Not because of me. It's your fault.

You said you knew and you don't know anything.

And you even less.

- Give me your hand. - Wait.

You don't understand this country, honey. You don't understand it.

Look, you can't hire a detective, you can't bribe the army.

10.000 dollars, 20.000 dollars. 1 million. Here you can't do that.

What? Yes, I know, I know you have money and you want to help me,

but you can't do any of that here.

Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name,

Thy kingdom come...

Hallowed be Thy name, Thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done on Earth as it is in...

No. No. No.

Missing from their homes

since last Tuesday, are two minors,

residents of the Regla district, in the city of Havana.

María Lourdes Villalon Lozada, also known as Malu,

and Jorge Luis Rodríguez Pérez, also known as Jorgito.

If you have more information, please call the following numbers:

They were last seen at Varadero Beach.

Relax kids, we're almost there.

You'll feel better after the doctor sees you.

No no no. I'm okay, thanks. I feel better now.

You're not afraid of the shots by any chance?

I'm afraid of nothing.

The fever is subsiding, but we have to take him to the hospital.

Malu, if we go to a hospital,

they'll find us.

I thought you were going to die.

You screamed all night.

Guijes are not real. Guijes are not real.

I know they're not real.

Heal, heal, little frog tail.

If you don't heal today, you'll heal another day.

Stick out your tongue.

- Say "Ah". - Ah.

There's nothing wrong, sweetie. You just caught a cold.

But you're gonna have a sore throat for several days.

So, we're going to need to give you a shot to lower your fever.

Are you the son of Jorge, the one who moved to Havana?

In Camag�ey?

- Jorgito, come on. - You'll have to kill me first.

- They are looking for a boy and girl. - No.

If they see two girls, they won't suspect anything.

- Over my dead body, Malu. - Come on, Jorgito.

- In Camag�ey? - Ready? Can I open my eyes now?

Yes. But don't laugh.

But are you sure it was them?

Let's go. The children of the chorus. Let's go. Good.

Let's go, quickly. Watch your step.

Careful, you'll have to sing beautifully. Let's go.

Come on, Jorgito. This is our chance.

Jorgito, come one, we're gonna miss it.

But what is that boy doing there?

Let's go, quickly. Watch out your step there.

- Girl. - We're part of the chorus.

Oh yeah, where's your uniform?

My mom told me to carry it in the backpack so it won't get soiled.

Yeah, yeah, well, let's go, there's not much time. Hop in.

A happy sunrise

Smile at your life

Like this: Ha-ha-ha

To be happy, it's not hard

Change that frowned face

Laughter is a very contagious thing

Smile at your life, like this:

A happy sunrise Smile at your life

Like this: Ha-ha-ha

Don't let a bad mood

spoil your illusion, No no no no no.

Get it out of here...

- Today, January 28th, - "HAVE KNOWLEDGE TO BE FREE"

in this glorious anniversary of our national hero's birthday, José Martí,

we want to pay homage to him,

guide of all Cuban children.

And because we all love Martí so much, we'll shout: "Viva Martí"

- Viva. - Viva Cuba.

- Viva. - Pioneer children...

from Sausalillo district's Elementary School...

Let's go, kids, let's go. And you, put on your uniform.

The Guanché.

Hold my backpack, I'll gonna change clothes.

Ladies, please, you have to stay calm.

It won't be of any use to travel to Camag�ey.

We sent the information to all units

and we're one step away from finding them.

This is a very small country. Nobody gets lost here.

- Viva Cuba. - Viva.

- Viva Cuba. - Viva.

Now, in our ceremony, a musical number.

A Pioneer, from the "Solidarity With Chile" school,

will sing for us a beautiful song:

"Essence of Romerillo."

When somebody wants to speak of love

look to the rose

To the tulip which was kissed yesterday by the butterfly

To the pretty orchid which is the garden's queen

But there is one who will rather have me

I've been asked if I am...

...happy to be alive

Because there is one who will rather have me.

- Because I am... - My daughter.

My daughter. My daughter. My daughter.

But, how can that be your daughter, ma'am?

My daughter. My daughter.

My daughter. My daughter.

- My daughter, my daughter. - Calm down. Calm down.

With a drop of me in your voice...

- Malu. - Leave me alone.

Malu, you're crazy.

- Malu, let's go. - Jorgito, leave me alone, please.

- Because I am... - Because I am...

Essence of Romerillo

- And I go - And I go...

quietly inside your pocket and I'll make you happy

She's my daughter, officer, she's my daughter.

- I'm not crazy. - The wolf, the wolf.

- Calm down, ma'am. - The wolf.

- Please, calm down, you too. - The wolf.

...quietly inside your pocket and I'll make you happy

With a drop of me in your voice.

And now, we'll proceed with the festivities...

...singing "Romance of the Bad Girl."

We don't have an explanation, to tell you the truth.

We don't know, we don't understand how those kids got that far.

Nor why, or where they're going.

How could you go onstage to sing? Are you crazy?

I always wanted to do it.

It was my life's dream.

Besides, I was not going to miss that chance.

You might have been seen on TV.

Even better. Now, I'm famous.

Yes, but now we'll have all the police after us.

- Do you think so? - You screwed it all up.

Enough, Jorgito, let's stop here. I can't go on.

I'm a human being and I'm tired.

- She's tired, poor thing. - My arms hurt,

my feet hurt, everything hurts.

Oh, I'm so tired. Are we there yet?

Look at this.

I thought that...

I would never speak with you.

Our children get along so well.

They look like siblings, don't they?

Because you think you know it all, and you're just a big-headed midget.

And that's it, I can't stand you anymore. You don't even believe in God,

but you say guijes are real. Enough, get out of my life,

trash, dog-killer, jerk, pig,

go away, get out of my life. Go away.

...you and all your family. - Don't mess with my family.

- Who do you think you are? - My grandpa was City Mayor and you,

- you're not even from Havana. Indian! - And what about your dad,

- who never writes or cares about you? - And what about yours, who beats you

- every time he gets drunk? - Your mom is a slut,

- she has tons of boyfriends. - Liar. You know that's not true.

No? Who's fault is it we are here?

Look, don't ever talk to me again. You hear me?

Never again.

What a disgrace.

Cut.

There's no more water.

We've got to find the sea and turn right.

I'm starving. I'm dying of thirst!

- Give me some. - No, they're mine.

What's yours? This belongs to someone else.

But I found them. And besides, where is he?

What? No, these are mine, not yours. I found them.

Take them. Now you're gonna eat them all.

Now you eat them. Eat them.

Stop it. Eat them. Eat them all...

What's all this?

Who are you?

To Maisí, Officer. The children are going to Maisí.

- What? - Malu knows that I wrote her father

asking permission to take her out of the country,

because I'm in the process of leaving.

And she told me she didn't want to go anywhere. And I know that's where

they're going because her father works in the lighthouse,

- up there at Point Maisí. - Well,

don't worry. We just have to increase the vigilance in this area.

Unbelievable, damn.

First, you break inside my tent.

Then, you eat my things.

And now you don't even talk to each other.

Aren't you ashamed?

Well?

What are you doing up here?

Where are you from?

You didn't run away from home, did you?

No no. Look, we're Pioneer Explorers.

And we got separated from our group.

- We have to reach Baracoa. - Baracoa.

What's happening is... our group will camp there.

At Point Maisí.

And Baracoa is next to it, you know.

When we get there, we'll have to look for someone who can take us to Maisí.

Can you give us a ride?

Hum... You live around here?

No. I'm working.

I'm a spelunker.

- Spe-what? - Spelunker.

I study caves.

The animals, the plants.

Everything that's inside a cave.

But... how can you be Pioneer Explorers

and yet you don't know what a spelunker is?

"We interrupt our program for an emergency report

that just arrived in our offices.

Police are still on the trail of two children,

missing for three days from the neighborhood of La Regla.

We believe the little runaways are heading for the Baracoa zone of Maisí.

If you have any information about their whereabouts, please call

832-42-53 to 59.

Pioneer Explorers, right?

You want to get me in trouble?

Any news?

The police officer was trying to talk to you,

but since your phone is always busy...

Get ready, we're going to Maisí.

What were you looking for at Point Maisí?

Don't believe me, if you don't want to.

My mom wants to go to live in another country and I don't want to.

We were looking for my father,

who lives and works at the lighthouse of Maisí,

to ask him not to sign the permit.

I don't want to leave Cuba.

Please, buddy, don't turn me in.

Let me get to Point Maisí. Please.

Look. This is my grandma.

She died a week ago.

And I want to stay here, where she is.

Please, buddy, don't turn me in.

I don't want to change schools or friends.

Please, buddy,

don't turn me in.

What about you? Why did you come?

Nothing. We used to be friends.

Since I'm older, and she's a girl and I'm a boy,

I came along to protect her.

But now we're not friends anymore.

I don't want to stay with her anymore. Just take me back to Havana.

I don't want to be his friend anymore, either.

One day, we buried a little box.

I put a piece of paper inside

saying I'd be his friend forever.

But I don't want that anymore.

I don't want to be his friend anymore.

Unbelievable. Coming this far just to fight like this.

And almost at the end. Come on, get up.

Your husband will meet us there.

Our units blocked all roads and they're combing the whole area.

We're just one small step away from finding them.

Look at that. You wanted to get to Maisí

and almost, almost succeeded.

And you know why you didn't?

Because you stopped being friends.

You stopped being friends and lost.

Without friends you won't go anywhere.

Real friends, even if you fight...

are always friends.

Daddy. Daddy, it's me, Malu.

Daddy.

Daddy. Daddy. It's me, Malu.

Daddy.

Malu.

Jorgito.

Daddy, did you sign the permit?

Would you let me go without asking me if I want it or not?

Forgive me, my love. Forgive me.