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Though this story is based on real events,

characters and dialogues have been fictionalized.

Charly.

I don't know how they're getting them in.

We check and pat them down, but they're still bringing them in.

-We can't work miracles. -I'm not asking for miracles.

I'm asking you to do your job.

They almost set everything on fire the other day.

Look, come here.

They're giving me shit about the kids sneaking in through the hotel.

Put a chain with a padlock here.

That's where they're sneaking in. We have to stop them.

Relax. I'll take care of it.

-All right? -Yes.

-Are you okay? -Yes, great.

-I wanna go on vacation, Charly. -Okay.

I wanna go on vacation.

It's okay. Juli, my love. We're done.

We're done today. Let's go. I'm going to bed. You do your thing.

Only two shows left.

Omar.

Please fix the water in the bathrooms.

I will.

I'm serious.

People couldn't breathe today. It's not right.

I'll look after it tomorrow. Relax.

No! Don't start the end of year collection.

-You know how it is. -No, I work in Culture.

I don't have money now.

I told you 20 times. Are you a cop or debt collector?

Look, the place fills up every weekend.

Don't give me that.

CROMAÑÓN: THE NIGHT OF THE FIRE

-Hey. -Hi.

-What are you doing? -All good?

Fine.

And how was Cromañón?

Good. Pretty good.

Are you going tomorrow?

I don't know.

I have a New Year's celebration with the group.

So annoying!

Why don't you focus on other things?

What do you mean?

I don't know.

You put all your energy

into the projects and the kids and all those things, which is great.

But it would also be great if you spent more time with us.

Your friends,

your girlfriend.

Don't neglect her.

You think I neglect her?

I worship Male.

She existed only in a dream

And he's the poem the poet never wrote

And in eternity They both merged their souls

To bring life to this sad love song

He's like the sea and she's like the moon

And on full moon nights They make love

And in eternity They both merged their souls

To bring life to this sad love song

MALE

Gorgeous, I didn't make it to Croma.

Tomorrow we'll go together! Love you

MESSAGE SENT

Hello, I'm home.

Sorry. I have to pee.

Wow, it's like a waterfall.

-How long were you holding it? -An eternity.

I spent all night in the restroom, but couldn't even pee.

But there are like ten stalls.

But there were ten girls per toilet.

There was no water the whole night.

It was gross.

I'd rather pee under a tree.

Don't worry, you'll find something else.

I don't want something else. I want this, but done right.

Look at me.

Look at me.

-Do you have my blue t-shirt? -No idea. Check yourself.

What a mess!

Remember I asked you for tickets for the guys?

-I told you I don't wanna ask. -They're for me now.

One for me and one for Bichito. And one more for Anita, Cheti's sister.

I didn't know you liked Callejeros.

I don't like them, but I wanna see them.

Is this about Cheti?

You are so stupid, Lu.

What shit are you getting into?

Let me...

I don't know. Let me see and I'll let you know.

I don't know.

Thanks.

You look curvier, don't you?

No idea. No. I think I'm the same.

But unemployed.

I got fired.

What happened?

I didn't want to act like a slut.

Fuck!

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay to stand up for yourself.

-I should learn from you. -No.

I don't have a dime to pay for the competition.

You're going.

You are going to the competition.

We'll come up with something. Okay?

You are going to the skating competition.

High heels?

We'll all die someday.

You can die from love, Mom.

I'd rather die from leprosy.

-You have a terrible cough, Male. -Yes, kind of.

They overdid the flares at the concert.

-Again? -I almost choked.

I think Bichito met someone.

Really? See? Some people are lucky.

And you?

What?

-What's with that happy face? -What? Nothing.

Don't get defensive.

Can I say something?

Go ahead.

I think that face is not for Lucas.

Come on, Mom.

Do I know him?

Can you massage my face?

Come here.

What are you gonna do?

Why is it so noisy?

Male.

Juanca.

-Finally. So nice to meet you. -Finally. Yes.

Sorry about the mess. I'm taping everything.

If you don't want them to break anything,

you have to wrap everything carefully as if they were chrysalis.

He loves bugs.

You liked Science too.

-Me? -Yes, you were good at it.

-You got great grades. -No way.

Mothers are like that. According to mine, I'm Darwin.

Maybe we can have lunch together? What do you think?

-Okay. -Yes.

-Let's do it. -Great.

-We have enough food. -Yes, we do.

Yes.

Get dressed and go get some wine.

-Or even better, beer. -Okay.

All right, I'll go.

LIVE TODAY TUCA PLAYS ROCK'N'ROLL CLASSICS!!

-Betty! -Where did you find that?

Betty, what's this?

-No, no, no. That's not fair. -I'm dying!

-When did you wear this? -Please! That's embarrassing.

-Another one. -Come on!

Kick it from the back!

Stop him!

Look at me!

-Bruno! -Kick it hard!

JUSTICE FOR CROMAÑÓN KIDS LUCAS BINDER 1985-2004

DECEMBER 29TH, 2004 HOURS BEFORE THE SECOND CONCERT

Finally. I've been calling you, but you weren't answering.

-Hello. -Hi.

It didn't ring. Maybe I didn't hear it. I left it inside.

I texted you. Didn't you see it?

Sorry. I'm a bit upset, so I didn't check my phone.

Did something happen?

No, I'm angry about the band audition. I didn't do well.

-I'm angry. -You know how the guys are.

Yes. And last night,

it was full of flares. I couldn't breathe. Everything was weird.

So you didn't have a good time.

No. I had a great time. It was great.

Callejeros played their first record and Los Pérez García. Amazing.

Good!

Listen, love.

Will you come with me to the New Year's celebration?

I promise we'll go to Cromañón after.

This time, I won't miss it.

I've written it in a text, so you have evidence for the court.

You know I'm cool with the social work...

But...

Maybe you should go alone.

Be there with your friends.

Maybe I'm selfish, but it's not my thing.

Let's talk later.

See you on the bus.

I slept like a log.

I can tell.

Oh, how embarrassing! Were you able to sleep?

A bit.

But you didn't come to sleep, right?

You got me.

I'm afraid of heights.

You're afraid of everything.

There's something strange There on the other side

That fears you and gives you its hand

To reach you

-Sing it. -No, I don't know it.

Sing it, don't be self-conscious.

I don't know it.

There's something strange There on the other side

That fears you and gives you its hand to reach you.

Now you know it.

I don't like this.

-Did you try it? -No.

How do you know you don't like it?

Hey.

What is this, Javier?

What's what?

You knew we were going to pick you up.

This is Martín, a friend.

-They call him Bichito. -Sorry.

You were supposed to be ready for lunch.

-We can't be late. -I'll pass.

-You pass? -I have other plans.

-You have other plans. -I was just leaving.

-No, stay. -No, it's fine.

-Bichito, stay. -It's okay.

Excuse me.

I'm sick of you.

Don't look for me, I'm leaving now

Walking towards the sun

I know you'll understand me

What you saw, what I saw

This is forever like this

You and I have our plan

Our place

So? What do you think?

It was good.

It sounds good.

Pay a little attention to modulation.

A little?

I bust my ass writing the lyrics

and you're singing like it's one long onomatopoeia.

Nobody understands a thing.

Listen, this is a rock and roll band.

If you want to be the prince of verses, write a book.

Stop busting my balls.

You have the mic...

Why don't you suck my dick?

-Come on, Nico. -Hey.

Stop screwing around.

Why don't you tell me what the deal is?

You sing whatever you want, the way you want,

do whatever you like.

You won't let an amazing girl in because you don't want to be overshadowed.

Listen, dude. What's your obsession with Malena?

Why don't you fuck her already and stop busting our balls?

-Asshole. -Yes?

-Go fuck yourself. -Motherfucker.

I'm gonna go get cigarettes.

-What's up, Malena? -Everything okay?

-Fine. Do you have Wisconsins? -Yes.

How's the band doing?

Fine. We still need some tuning, but it's going okay.

-The guys are good. -They are.

-Sometimes a bit immature. -Yes, of course.

Can I pay you later? I didn't bring any money.

-Yes, no problem. -Thanks.

I write music too.

Really?

Maybe I can give you a demo.

I have some recordings.

Yes, but do this. Choose one song, the one you like the most.

-Send it to me, okay? -Okay. Thanks.

-Augusto, do you have a minute? -Yes.

I don't have money for the competition.

Is there any chance you can pay for the trip?

If I touch the money for a trip, all hell will break loose.

I know how much this competition means to you,

but it is what it is.

Okay. Thanks.

These ones.

-They're cute. -They're lovely and they work.

At around midnight,

gather the family under it and make a wish. You'll see.

NEW MESSAGE JAVI

Coming to croma? I wanna see you.

DEL REY PHARMACY

-Do you want four? -Yes, four is fine.

If you want to give me more, that's fine.

You're the best. I love you.

-See you tonight? -No, I'm not going.

You aren't? It's going to be a huge party.

No, yesterday was enough for me.

The concert ended and you went home.

Your baby is so grumpy.

Where did you go? Did you come back here?

No, I met up with some friends.

-Well, I'm going to go now. -Okay.

Thanks for everything and I swear to God I'll pay you after New Year's.

-You'd better. -I love you.

And I want you.

Long live rock and roll!

Don't look for me, I'm leaving

What an asshole! I want to punch him.

You know how he is. Forget about it.

One day my band's name will be called "Suck it, Cheti."

You're an idiot.

I hope you'll grow up one day.

-Changing the subject... -Yes.

You may think it's a crazy question.

Do you think Male is okay?

What do you mean?

I don't know. Okay.

I feel like she's somewhere else.

Like she's having issues.

I don't know, honestly.

-Did she say anything about me not going? -No.

No, she didn't mention it.

I think she's mad.

I don't know. She's acting weird.

Sometimes I assume that I know her, but...

we all change, right?

Change is good.

SECOND CONCERT

-Bro, what's up? -What are you doing?

-I'm taking some pictures. -No, you can't.

Please. That guy knows me. He told me I could come.

-Come in. -Okay, cool. Thanks.

Thanks!

Do you have water?

Yes, here. This is the last one.

-Thanks. -Keep it.

-Do you have water? -I can't turn the faucet on.

What's up with the water?

I just gave out the last bottle. Sorry.

This always happens! They turn off the water to sell more drinks.

I don't know what to say. I've told them.

It's too hot! Motherfuckers!

No.

No!

Fuck!

No!

No!

Come on, Cheti!

-Give me a light. -I'll light it.

Wait.

-No, let's light one now. -Later.

-Light it, dude! -Come on, Tuca!

-Come on! -Rock and roll!

-Come on! -Come on, Villa Celina!

Assholes. Lighting flares inside!

We're assholes, but we're not bitter like you.

Look at your face.

-At least go over there. -Where? There's no room.

Come on, didn't you see her yesterday? What's so hard to get?

Why do you care?

-Is she your girlfriend? -What?

-Motherfucker! -Calm down!

I'll take care of Male. Chill.

Great, then do it.

-What's your problem? -My problem?

So much for your social work, you're not doing anything here!

Calm down, asshole!

Man up! You see her choking and you don't do anything!

You act like a big shot, but you aren't.

-Asshole! -Stop!

You're both idiots!

Stop!

Nico, stop!

-What happened? -Nothing. It's fine.

-What is it? -It's nothing.

Is that a bruise?

Did you get into a fight, Nico?

I don't believe it.

A kid like you? Who's capable of talking things out?

What do you need to prove?

I don't have to... Forget it.

I'm okay. It's over.

Is this how you'll solve problems now?

You don't know what happened.

But look at you.

Look at this.

I don't know what happened,

but solving problems in such a stupid way...

Who says it's stupid?

When talking doesn't work, you have to fight. That's it.

-Fighting is also an option. -Is it?

Maybe.

But when you fight,

the one who's right isn't the winner. It's whoever is strongest.

Or the one who wants to fight more.

Let me do it.

I'm not going to Mar del Plata.

Again, Nico?

It's not because of Callejeros. I have a lot to do.

I have to fix things with the band.

I want to spend the holidays here with my friends.

You're old enough. You know what I think.

Do whatever you want.

Here.

Leave it on a little longer.

Come here.

Thanks.

To Lukita: I'm home - sorry

CALLING MALE

I'll take care of Male. Chill.

Great, then do it.

Hi.

Hi.

Sorry, I lost track of time.

-Juanca? -He left.

You didn't come back. You didn't answer your phone.

No, I passed by...

-I lost track of time. Sorry. -Sit down.

I didn't mean to not come back.

I know.

It's okay.

It's not that.

I can't stand seeing you like this, Male.

-Let's talk tomorrow. -No.

No.

I don't know if you'll be here tomorrow.

Everything is so strange.

You were a happy girl.

You used to sing all the time.

And I know what happened. I do.

I haven't forgotten.

There's no denying you went through a tragedy.

But you know what? You survived.

You were lucky.

I wouldn't call it luck, Mom.

What do you mean?

Of course it's luck, Male.

It's luck. You're alive.

You have a life and it's not your fault others...

don't.

So enough. Stop feeling guilty.

Stop punishing yourself all the time, Male. Enough.

I can't do anything about it, Mom.

Yes, you can.

Of course you can. What do you mean?

Running away?

Locking yourself up so you suffer? That won't help.

There's a world around you.

And the world still has a lot of good things to offer to you.

I miss you, baby.

I want you back.

I'm here, Mom.

That's not what I mean.

I'm going for a walk, okay?

Half an hour before sunrise

He can't stand those slumps in morale

There's nothing left in the drawers

LIVE TODAY TUCA PLAYS ROCK'N'ROLL CLASSICS!!

Of this bitter passion

He will carry in his heart

Those flags forever

While he goes up the stairs

He gauges a somersault

Don't tell me what I must do

While I do what I can

He smiles

And says no more

I know that place

In the bars of the Moon

Of those nights Where no mouth comes for me

And I'll toast to what I once was

To the girls in December

What remains forever

What I didn't keep and gave away

And in the arms of another girl

To forget the sorrows

And the wounds

And he says no more

How much longer

Do we sit at the bar?

Neither a devil nor a saint

And at the time of horror

He smiles

And says no more

He smiles

And says no more

So? Does everything look different?

You changed a lot.

You're such a gentleman. What happened?

An office happened.

A shirt, shoes.

I get up early every day now.

I'm a white collar guy with a cool weekend hobby.

What about that recording place? Still open?

Yes.

It's like a studio for local bands. It's cool.

And the band?

The Chinese Fish?

They don't exist anymore. They drowned.

Really?

What happened?

Are you serious?

What?

Nico gave up music when you went to Rosario.

-I didn't know. Are you serious? -No, girl.

Nico got involved with the survivors' group.

He didn't want to do anything else.

Why do you think I'm here?

Alone with the piano, sad...

You said it.

You're a bitch.

-What about you? Are you playing? -No.

Why not? You're so talented.

No, after that night, I wasn't able to sing or play anything.

It's over.

That night ruined us, right?

Yes.

I'm glad you're back.

-Cheers to that. -Cheers.