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Though this story is based on real events,

characters and dialogues have been fictionalized.

No!

-Is this fine? -Yes.

Thank you.

They should have a gun on the counter. It's a robbery.

This guy took all my money.

-Did you buy anything for the kids? -They're asleep.

-But I got you something. -Nice.

What else do you have back there for me?

Just flesh.

-I have flesh for you too. -Stop it...

-Stop! -Give me a kiss at least.

Okay, but there are people here. Stop touching me.

Giménez is smart.

He always travels to Brazil to avoid this toast.

I won't leave Argentina for two years at least.

Did you hear about the tsunami in Thailand?

It's crazy. Can't get my head around it.

Jut imagine! You hear a roar, turn around,

and you see a 30-meter wave, the size of a skyscraper, coming at you.

No, I could die!

It's either a Prince Charming or death, that's it.

-New Year, new Betty? -Exactly.

-I'll have it stamped on a T-shirt. -I love it!

I don't get it. I'm just tired of being disappointed, you get me?

Maybe I'm getting old or it's too much water under the bridge.

The bridge got flooded.

To the lifeboats then. There's no other choice.

The only solution.

FIRE AT CROMAÑÓN

...as it happens during the holidays.

Attention, we just received breaking news. We're listening, Daniel. Go ahead.

Ma'am, what happened?

There was a fire at a place full of young people.

-How many casualties? -We don't know.

-Injured? -A lot.

We are here in Once, at Jean Jaurès and Bartolomé Mitre.

These are awful images.

There's a large number of ambulances.

The same kids who were attending the concert

are helping others here at the Cromañón club that burned.

Terrible, Daniel, what you're telling us. Do we know the cause of the fire yet?

It hasn't been determined yet, but it could have been a flare.

CROMAÑÓN: THE NIGHT OF THE FIRE

Please, Malena, pick up.

Hello, Betty?

Hello?

Betty, I can hardly hear you. I'm on the road and the reception is bad.

Speak softly. The kids are sleeping.

What do you mean a fire?

What happened?

Have you heard from the kids?

Okay.

Hey, tell me what happened.

There was a fire at Cromañón.

Wait...

Silvia?

No... I can't understand what you're saying.

No... I can't understand, Silvia. Calm down. What's up?

Calm down, Silvia. What is it?

What?

Hello?

Adri, tell me.

Have you heard from Nico?

Neither have I.

I'll be there in about ten minutes.

Many people are being rushed to hospitals in police cars

as there aren't enough ambulances available.

The situation is chaotic and the hospital ERs...

Nothing!

We'll continue to inform from the scene.

Dear God, I beg you. Please, let them be safe.

Tamara, baby!

What a relief. Thank God.

Are you okay, honey?

-Is she with Lucas? -Are you with your brother?

He's okay.

Yes, dear, everything is okay.

Sweetie, we're almost there--

Don't worry, honey, we're almost there. Where are you?

Where is she?

Don't worry, love. It's over. Yes, it's over.

It's over. Where is she?

-It's over, Carlos, thank God. -Which street is she at?

She's not with Lucas now, but she saw him before

and he was fine. Yes.

At the corner of Bartolomé Mitre and Ecuador.

It's over. It's all over now.

-Sorry, I'm looking for my daughter. -I don't know, ma'am.

We're making a list of the deceased. It's all we got so far.

Sofía!

Ma'am, behind the fence.

Go film those kids.

Go film the ones that are alive.

Don't film. Don't you see people are dying here?

Film those who are alive so their families see them.

Oxygen, please! Oxygen!

Malena Guzmán, that's my daughter.

No, she's not here.

Check the hospitals in the area where they're taking the injured.

There's another list on Junín street.

-Where's my son? -What's his name?

Luciano Galíndez.

Luciano Galíndez.

Tamara!

Tamara.

-Mom... -It's over.

-Are you okay? -It's over.

Mom...

It's over, my love.

-It's over. -It's all right.

-It's over. -No...

It's all right, my love.

We're here, it's over.

It's all right now, love. Poor thing.

Hold on, kid. We're almost there.

Tamara.

Lucas?

Where's your brother?

Where did you see him? He was okay.

Where did you see him?

-Where is Lucas? -No...

Baby.

He didn't make it.

He tried but he couldn't make it.

What?

-What? -He didn't make it.

He couldn't...

I just found out.

Nico saw him.

I'm looking for my son. His name's Lucas Binder.

-Deceased? -I know he's here.

Go ahead. Let him in.

He's not there.

Where are you taking the bodies?

To the nearby hospitals' morgues.

-Which morgues? Which hospitals? -Carlos...

I can't look everywhere.

That's what everyone's doing.

-Excuse me. -Let them through.

Let us through.

-Calm down, sir. -You're saying you have no information.

How can that be?

-I understand. -Please.

-Someone must know! -Information is coming in.

We're going to share the information.

-Excuse me. -You're not doing anything.

That's not true. We're working.

We're desperate, do you get it?

Patience, please.

Please, we didn't receive any information yet.

As soon as we get it, we'll give you the list of the injured and the hospitals.

Why is there no list? They said it was here.

You want us to be patient?

-We can't wait. -We want to know where they are.

Sergio, here's the list.

Quiet, please.

The list of the first injured.

-Read it already. -Silence, please.

Anselmi... Please!

-She's 16... -Anselmi Mariana.

-Ramos Mejía Hospital... -Can't hear you!

-Aranovich Diego, Fernández Hospital. -Let us listen.

-Gandolfi Martín. -He's my grandson!

-Ma'am... -My grandson!

Gandolfi, Burn Care Hospital.

Silence, it's difficult to hear. Please!

Gutiérrez Sandra, Fernández Hospital.

-Irusta Marcelo... -What about Guzmán?

-Argerich Hospital. -You don't have a Guzmán?

Is it in alphabetical order?

No, we're doing what we can, ma'am. There's no order.

López Javier, Burn Care Hospital.

Please.

Please.

-Help my son! He's suffocating! -The ER is this way.

Is my daughter here?

We need a stretcher, please!

-Wait here. -Okay.

-Ma'am, where's the morgue? -Wait a minute, please.

Florencia Castillo, my daughter. Is she alive?

-The morgue? -At the end of the corridor.

My daughter Chiara! Did you see my daughter Chiara?

Chiara García, my daughter...

I'm sorry.

My daughter...

Chiara!

Do you want us to wait outside?

Let's go.

EMERGENCY

Dad!

MEDICAL EXAMINER

Lucas...

No, no...

No!

No, Lucas!

Sir, what are you doing?

No!

Don't you touch me!

Please.

I just want to take my son's body.

I understand, sir, but you have to wait for the transport

that will transfer the body from the hospital to the coroner's.

As you can imagine, all corpses will undergo an autopsy.

My son is dead.

I found him myself, here,

in this morgue after checking in two other hospitals,

and you're telling me I can't take him?

I don't know what to say.

It depends on the coroner now.

All the deceased have to go there before being returned to their families.

I'm going to make a copy of the documents so we can finish this.

-Name? -Víctor.

Víctor, can you hear me?

Do something!

Help him!

Come on, he's my friend!

CORONER

He shouldn't have gone!

Why did I let him?

We'll try to identify him, but I don't know.

Yes...

Yes, Techera.

-I've come looking for my son who... -Give me a second. I'll call you back.

...died in Cromañón.

They told me at the hospital he'd be brought here.

How can I know if he's here?

Can you wait with the others, please?

Don't you understand the situation?

My son just died.

I just want to know if he's here.

Do you have his ID card or his birth certificate?

You don't understand.

-I do. -No, you don't.

I do understand,

but you can't take his body without the boy's birth certificate.

-Is this a joke? -No. I can't do anything without his ID.

Otherwise, anyone...

Go get your boss. Tell him a lawyer wants to talk to him.

Can you calm down?

Go get him or you'll get in big trouble! Go get him.

There's someone outside who says he's the father of...

Good evening.

Everyone here wants to know where our dead kids are,

but no one's telling us anything.

I beg you to be patient.

To be patient?

-Patience? -Calm down, sir.

All the people you see working here canceled their holiday to be here.

We're doing everything we can, but we can't do magic.

Oh, I'm so sorry...

Next time one of our kids dies,

we'll try to make sure it happens before or after recess

so we don't ruin your holidays.

And you can go fuck yourselves!

Let's go over the numbers that were released in a press conference

by the mayor of the City of Buenos Aires.

One hundred seventy five victims, a number that may still go up.

Thirteen are kids under 11 years old...

Most of the deaths were due to suffocation

and serious burns to the upper respiratory tract...

We haven't taken into account the unidentified bodies,

a painful sentiment for Argentinians,

which causes despair among so many people

who are still coming to this place...

...the consequences of this terrible event.

The tragedy has even moved Pope John Paul II,

who has conveyed his condolences to the Argentine people.

...but Argentinian families are divided.

In some cases, because a loved one is no longer here.

In other cases, because those loves ones are in hospitals.

What we see everywhere is desperation.

I wonder, accidents can happen, they are part of the human condition,

but in this case, licenses were given without safety compliance...

No official number of deceased, missing or injured...

Unfortunately, that's the place where the catastrophe took place

and where we're looking for answers to our questions...

We have to ask ourselves.

-Why the lack of safety? -No, forget it.

-Why the padlocks? -We're not going to Mar del Plata.

There are 175 casualties and over 600 injured...

-The kids are with Sandra, Mom. -Each case is a story. A name on a list...

I don't know if we should bring them. We won't do anything.

-...Cromañón's owner has fled. -It's okay.

OWNER HAS FLED

-The investigation unit... -Okay. I'll let you know later. Kisses.

...and the police were looking for him. He has been identified as Omar...

-Shouldn't we bring the kids back? -What for?

To put up with all this shit?

...the world of rock and the underworld.

Apparently, Chabán was at his club shortly before the fire started...

When?

Okay.

Yes.

Yes.

Of course, I'll sue them.

Not now.

No.

No, I'll call later.

This is outrageous.

The injustice.

It's insane.

I'm going to sue them all.

Ibarra, the city inspectors...

Where's Tamara?

In her bedroom.

What else do they need, Carlos?

When are they giving him back to us?

Tomorrow or the day after.

But...

we have to organize ourselves because...

These motherfuckers can't get away with it.

I was thinking that...

Perhaps, what we...

We can't give up.

If we give up, they win.

Yes.

But we can't lie to ourselves either.

I can't do what you're doing,

fighting and arguing...

I just want to see Lucas, Carlos.

I want my son back.

Buenos Aires is getting ready for a very painful New Year's Eve.

Family and friends of the Cromañón victims

are gathering spontaneously at the square in Once

where they set up a shrine near the club where the tragedy occurred.

That's right, Fabio. With a strong police presence...

All right, she'll be discharged soon.

Don't worry, she'll be fine.

She just needs to come back for checkups. That's all.

-I'll let you know. -Thank you.

Mom...

I don't understand anything.

I know, baby. I'm here.

I'm here with you.

I'm here with you, my baby.

Lucas, Mom.

I know, sweetheart.

It's all very sad.

I want to go to the square in Once.

Okay, we'll see.

Now rest, will you?

Nothing is like I thought

The silence in the mountain

I can cross too

I can join them

And I heard you say

What I lost

Is still there

MESSAGE SENT JAVI

There's a shadow

In front of me

What I lost

Is still there

NEW MESSAGE BICHITO

Nothing is like I thought

1 - CRIMINAL CHARGES 2 - EXPERT REPORTS

3 - LIABILITIES

In the desert city

I can cross too

I can join them

And I heard you say

INSPECTORS - IBARRA CLUB PERMITS

COMPANY - CROMAÑÓN

What I lost

Is still there

There's a shadow

In front of me

POLICE - EMERGENCY SERVICES CALLEJEROS

What I lost

I'm pregnant.

There's a shadow

In front of me

What I lost

Is still there

Tami.

Basualdo Analía, Galíndez Luciano,

Santos Mariano,

Palacio Romina, Contreras Pablo,

Peralta Francisco,

Tomassi Cristian, Bustos Melina,

Sousa Ismael, Dieguez Sofía,

Montserrat Sabrina, Miguel Federico,

Landa Sergio, Portillo Martina,

Lotto Raul, Maidana Fernando,

Gutiérrez Bárbara, Vila Alejandro,

Ali Benjamín, Moran Fernando...