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BREATHLESS TIME

"Thessalonians 4: 13-14. For if we believe...

That one!

...God will raise with Jesus those who died with him.

Brothers, we don't want you to..."

He didn't do anything! Oh my God!

No more death, oh God!

Come on, hurry up! Get in line!

Let's go! Next.

Hurry up!

Let's go!

Right.

No, please, comandante, sir! I'm begging you! It's a mistake!

My boy didn't want to go with them!

And guerrillas took him! Please!

Next.

Next.

Let's go.

Don't look me in the eye. Don't look me in the eye.

What's wrong, are you deaf or what?

Well.

You're the widow of the murdered cattle breeder.

My condolences.

Who are they?

My children and father-in-law.

Left.

That's Ismael Leiva's family.

Kidnapped and brutally murdered by the guerrillas.

Next.

Come on, let's go.

Keep moving.

Rice farmer, huh?

But I say to myself:

If they left you alive, you must have helped them.

The FARC don't leave a lot of shit around.

Maybe they were constipated.

Right.

- No, comandante, sir... - Let's go!

No, sir, listen! Please!

I'll give you information to show I'm on the good side.

Snitch!

Go on.

Comandante, sir...

I saw her on her ranch with three guerrilla pigs.

They brought her a wounded man to treat him.

I saw it with my own eyes.

Is that true?

Is that true?

I'm a nurse, I don't look at the uniforms.

- Come on, let's go. - No!

Get over there, you bitch!

- No! My children! - Don't move.

Sanabria, Spaniard! The old man and children too.

Let's go.

No more!

Everybody listen.

In this shit country

where there's no God or law or justice

or hope

we're all going to end up dead.

You're all shit

and you'll tum the rest of us into shit.

No matter where the bullet comes from, we'll all end up dead.

And you'll be the first, you son of a bitch.

Kill me.

Have mercy, kill me.

Sebastian, please!

Kill me, you bastard!

Let's see.

Left.

As for you...

if I recall, I said right.

No, please, comandante sir! I'm begging you!

I'm on your side, I swear!

Next!

Let's go!

FOR IVAN, FROM VERO BRING BACK MY BREATH

SANTA CRUZ DE TENERIFE CANARY ISLANDS (AUGUST 2006)

But let me say one thing.

No contracts or any of that stuff.

Once you get your papers,

I've never seen you before.

But first you should know I have a small boy.

Look at him.

Yes?

- I'm looking for Ivan. - No, not here...

Ivan, with the dog.

Oh, Ivan!

Yes, yes.

He lived upstairs, he was renting.

That must have been...

Candelaria, how long ago did Ivan move out?

Who?

Ivan, he lived right above us.

Oh, about three years ago.

- Where does he live now? - No idea.

Not far, I saw his girlfriend on the bus the other day.

Do you remember his last name?

Who are you?

FOUR YEARS EARLIER

THE NIGHT OF SAN JUAN

To Colombia?

That's too damn far!

It's just one year. We've been together longer.

Look... Isn't Colombia full of cocaine?

Right, now all of Santa Cruz will think I'm a cokehead.

Give me a break!

Look, honey.

Listen to me, Vero.

You said you hated the army.

No, I hate the banks

getting rich on interest. Sweetheart, listen to me.

I can bring back 100,000 dollars in one year.

Change that to pesetas.

16 million pesetas, damn it. Just like that.

If you move in with your parents and save while I'm gone,

we can open our own center without the banks.

We'll work side by side, like we always wanted.

- What? - "Dogyland."

Come on, you even thought of the name.

And in less than three years,

I'll buy one of those great apartments you like.

With a sea view,

and a big terrace

for barbecues with our friends.

All I'm going to do is help some peasants,

teach them how to defend themselves.

It's bullshit they have to put up with terrorists every day.

I'm on the good side.

Don't talk to me about dollars.

Or peasants or terrorists.

Your problem is you're crazy.

You're crazy and you think it's cool.

What will I do if you get killed?

But Vero...!

Damn, Vero...

That's beautiful.

Ready to make history

as Identity champion on his silver anniversary,

Angel Romero!

Ivan?

Nobody named Ivan lives here.

Mom?

Why are you writing on the map?

Your mother has another job, son.

What job?

I look for people to sell them things.

What things?

Facial cream, stuff like that.

Go to sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow.

WHITE PAGES

Ivan!

Tel/ me more about the kid.

You said he was Colombian, right?

Yes. His father died in the conflict.

He came with his mother a few months ago.

It's no wonder the boy is messed up with what's going on in his country.

It's wrong for me to say this, as a principal,

but I can't figure it out.

The guerrillas, the paramilitaries, the army...

- You forgot the drug cartel. - Them too.

This is it.

What's his name?

Daniel.

Hi, Dani.

My name's Gonzalo.

You want to come with me for a moment?

I think they're having fun, aren't they?

No.

They're getting hurt.

But only a little.

You know what, Daniel?

If I were you, I'd be worried too. It's normal.

You're in a different country, with different customs...

And this school...

is new too, you'll have to make new friends.

And then there's what happened in your country.

Because we have no idea,

but...

Do you want to talk about what's going on in Colombia?

No?

Come in.

Oh, hi, Silvia.

Come in.

Daniel, I brought your backpack.

You're very lucky!

Two less classes today.

But it won't always be like that.

Will you let me see your books?

Let's see.

I love books.

Especially how they smell.

Who's this?

That's Mendoza.

El Toro.

That's him with the national team.

He scored three goals against Chile.

Oh, Mendoza.

He rings a bell.

Wasn't he on an Italian team?

That was before.

Now he plays for Tottenham.

But he'll be coming back to his real team soon.

Atletico Nacional. That's my team.

Right.

So you want to be like him, a forward,

to score goals.

Center forward.

Well, you look like a goalie to me.

Look at those arms.

These arms...

Let me, it's okay.

It's okay, Dani.

Don't worry.

I'm only going to see your arms...

Show me the other one...

They're the arms of a goalie.

- Center forward. - No, goalie.

They're goalie arms.

It's okay.

Calm down, calm down. Daniel.

They're only pencils that fell.

Daniel, it's okay. It's okay, you're fine.

There, there.

...exaggerated reaction of alarm...

...war conflict in his country...

...TRAUMATIC OCCURRENCE???

I'm no good for anything anymore.

When you reach a certain age,

your back is no good,

your neck is no good,

you're no good to your nieces and nephews...

Have you met them? No.

You know why?

Because they haven't visited me once in the three months you've been here.

Mine is such a sad life.

Sebastian, I'm leaving the kids with you.

Hold this, Gloria.

The kids are staying with you. I have to treat Gloria's husband,

his leg has gangrene.

Dani.

Please stop coloring and do your homework.

You're the lady of the house. Don't open the door for anyone.

- Not even you? - Nobody. No matter who it is,

it's forbidden. Come on, Gloria.

Hello?

Hello, are you Gonzalo?

Yes, that's me.

I'm calling about the wheelchair.

- Is it in good shape? - Yes, it's practically new.

I knew your mother but I hadn't seen her in a while.

- Right... - A long time.

No, lately she almost never left the house.

- It could happen to anyone. - Exactly.

I need the wheelchair, my husband will contact you.

Okay.

Okay, great.

El Toro stops the ball behind him,

he tums, crosses the defense, the goalie comes out

and he shoots it over his head.

Goal!!!

What a goal, man!

Tottenham 2, Girondins 0.

Yes, sir. I missed this one.

It's true.

You draw very well, you know.

And Silvia said you're also a very good student.

Though not always, because you get distracted sometimes.

Like on Friday, when you went up to the blackboard.

She said you just stood there like a statue.

What happened?

You hadn't studied?

I always study.

I just didn't hear her.

Why not?

I was thinking about something else.

You want to tell me what?

No.

Okay.

How about we talk about your mom?

Sleep, my baby...

What happened?

What happened?

What happened?

Sebastian, what happened?

No...

No!

No!

No, no...

What happened, Sebastian? No!

No, no, no, no, no!

- You like him, don't you? - No, I don't.

Hi, Mom. There's a teacher who wants to talk to you.

Why?

Because I don't play at recess, I think.

What nonsense!

Son...

Son...

Let's go to bed.

Come on, let's go. Come on.

Mom, I don't want to go to bed.

You won't wet the bed tonight, you'll see.

And it doesn't matter if you do.

- Yes, it does. - No, it doesn't.

- Yes, it does. - No, it doesn't.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I think his problem has to do with the conflict.

That's what the press calls it here, the conflict.

I don't know how you refer to it. That's why Dani's upset, right?

Because...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, maybe we're talking about

something delicate for you...

My son saw his sister murdered.

It was the fucking paramilitaries.

There were three of them.

Where's that whore, your daughter-in-law?

She's not here, I swear!

They came looking for you.

Since you weren't here, they grabbed the girl...

The mother's not here, but we found this little chick.

Stop this, stop this!

Back off, old man!

Stop this, please!

Don't hurt the girl, please!

They hit me.

There was nothing I could do.

And then...

The bastards started raping her...

One after the other...

Keep quiet, keep quiet.

Or I'll blow your fucking head off.

She screamed, cried, tried to defend herself...

Then she fainted.

She passed out.

Then they pointed a gun at me

and said they would come back for you.

I picked her up...

She died in my arms.

My baby died in my arms.

Why didn't they kill me?

Why didn't they shoot me? Why?

And Daniel?

Where is Daniel?

I'm sorry.

Emotional implication is a taboo subject for psychologists...

I'm sorry.

We buried her and two days later

we heard the paramilitaries were fighting upriver

so we packed our bags and left Guaranda.

They could come back anytime.

If not them, the guerrillas.

You never know who or why they'll come after you.

And...

And after that, Dani never brought up the subject?

No, never.

It's like he erased that part of his life,

like the house in Guaranda never existed,

or his grandfather or his sister.

Does he talk about his father? I understand he died too.

Yes, he talks about his dad. But not much.

Actually, Dani doesn't talk much about anything.

Except El Toro Mendoza.

They killed his dad a few months before and Dani didn't see it.

Okay...

It won't be easy.

But if it's okay with you, I'd like to try to help Daniel.

That means he'll have to face his own ghosts.

Sometimes to cure a chronic pain, you have to cause a sharp pain.

But I think it's worth a try.

If you think it might help, go ahead.

Thank you very much.

Join us all of you out there on the peninsula.

Everybody get ready.

The bells are chiming...

Happy 2007!

Okay, no more soccer.

Onto something else.

How old are you, Dani?

Almost eleven.

So you're grown up.

And grown-ups face the things they don't like, right?

Can you draw soldiers?

Here, draw me three soldiers.

No.

I'll buy you a soda.

Ivan Medrano?

No, he's not here.

Do you know what time I can find him?

My father lives in a home for the elderly. Who's calling?

- Maria. - How are you?

What a coincidence, seeing you here.

- Yes, you live nearby? - Yes.

- Your change. - Thank you.

I usually buy at this market too. There's a great fish shop in back.

And the butcher over there is great too.

How nice.

I wanted to say that anytime...

you need anything, I'd love to help.

- Okay, bye. - Bye.

No, no, not for me.

I'll keep drinking water.

I'm not trying to get you drunk, it's just that...

Doctor Santana forbids me from drinking.

Gonzalo Santana, that's me.

Everything okay, Maria?

- Everything okay? - Yes, yes. Fine.

It's a little weird eating shellfish with the school psychologist.

It is?

I still think you're going too fast.

Yes, it's possible.

Nothing but a desperate change of strategy.

Going slow hasn't worked at all for me.

Dani!

Try one of these. You'll love it, you'll see.

I peeled it for you.

Try it, you'll see.

You like it?

It's delicious, isn't it?

Yes?

Please... Okay?

Yes.

It's the first time I've seen you laugh.

I'm being too informal with your mom. I should have asked for permission.

Come on, eat up. I want that plate empty.

Here, Dani. That one's for you.

And this one's for me.

I want to go to the bathroom.

Hold on.

Wait, wait.

Go ahead, Dani.

It's right there.

Only four yards away.

Nobody will eat your shrimp.

Dani.

- Let's go. - Wait.

Wait, wait.

Let me.

I'll go.

I need to go too.

Shall we?

Look how easy. It's here on the right.

Please don't shut the door.

It's okay, I'll leave it ajar.

Do you like it?

Gonzalo gave it to me for my birthday.

He said the three of us are going watch Mendoza

in a bar on Saturday.

Maria!

City takes the free kick...

Goal!!!

Manchester City scores!

City scores.

Careful with that foul in favor of Tottenham.

It's a rehearsed play.

Germaine Giras centers the free kick...

El Toro has it...

Into the box, El Toro Mendoza controls it...

That's clearly a penalty, the referee called it.

El Toro Mendoza is fouled while he was about

to pass the goalie.

The foul was committed in the box...

Fidel places the ball.

El Toro Mendoza has it.

He looks at the goalie, shoots...

Goal!!!

- Carmen, ma'am? - Yes, please, come in.

Where's Daniel?

Wait, one second. You're a psychologist, right?

We'd be in trouble otherwise, you already let me in.

It was right when the fireworks started.

He started screaming and acting crazy

and then he ran over here. Look.

Look. My family dinnerware.

- The Bettancourt dinnerware! - Where's Daniel?

It was like gold to me and that little brat broke it!

Can you please tum down the volume? I can't understand you.

This is my house, I do whatever I want!

Listen, you can't...

This damn country always mistakes noise for fun.

Where's Daniel?

I don't know, the house is too big and that boy scares me.

Hey, where are you going?

What are you doing?

Well I never!

- Where are you go? - Dani!

Dani?

What are you doing?

Dani, it's me, Gonzalo.

Hey, not in there! That's my closet!

That's private!

Dani.

What's the matter?

Come on, it's over now.

They're only fireworks.

There, there.

And look what his mother hides in her desk.

What kind of work is this?

And look at this, what do you say?

You tell me. You're the psychologist, right?

And this?

Are these the things of a sane person?

Say something, don't just...

Well, well, what have we here?

There must be only dogs left back in Guaranda.

These fools don't know this is the long way to the dock.

It's the nurse.

On your way to treat a fucking guerrilla?

You brought a lot of help.

Why won't you look at me?

Why won't you look at me?

Sebastian...

Where...?

Shit.

The old man!

Son of a bitch! Where do you think you're going?

What did I say, you old bastard?

I'll blow your head off!

- Come on! - Copy that.

They're ambushing the comandante in Realillo!

Let's go!

Grenade!

Quickly!

Run! Run! Run!

Run!

Quickly!

You sell creams on holidays too?

Daniel had a breakdown.

He tried to hide in that closet, but unfortunately

it was already occupied by Carmen's precious dinnerware.

Are you okay, son? Yes?

Now the dinnerware is shattered on the floor.

We've made arrangements, you're both coming home with me.

Are you leaving already or what?

Look at them.

Three of a kind, all weirdos.

We're leaving, ma'am. We're leaving.

Wait. I'll be right there.

Looking for this?

I found it in a wallet under furniture a year after burying Patricia.

You went back to Guaranda?

Things had calmed down a lot.

I felt like we were abusing my brother-in-law's hospitality.

But Ivan doesn't live there anymore and his landlord is dead.

Now I only have the phone list.

You know how many Ivans there are

- here in Santa Cruz? - Not that many. Less than 500.

Five hundred!

But not everyone has a phone in their name.

Right.

I don't know which is crazier, your Ivan story

or expecting a judge to do something because of a photo.

Look at that face.

I can't believe someone with that smile could do such a thing.

Finding him is what gets me out of bed every morning.

Does Daniel like chocolate milk for breakfast?

You're a good man.

I'm calling about the job.

Colombian.

Yes, I know perfectly well how to care for an elderly woman.

I'm a nurse.

The thing is, I'm not alone. I have a young boy.

Yes, there would be two of us.

- Morning, Gonzalo. - Hi, Juan.

Long time no see. A beer?

No, give me a sparkling water.

No, I don't have any references.

Let me.

Yes? Hello.

Hi. I'll give her a reference. She loves soap operas.

With all the dirty dishes in the sink.

And she's a thief. Yes.

Gonzalo!

What are you doing? Don't you see I'm looking for work?

Daniel and I have been living with you for too long.

And I'm no leach.

Sparkling water.

Thanks, Juan. Always just in time.

First of all, one month is nothing.

Second of all, there's a phone at home.

Pay my cell phone bill while you're at it.

Fine, all you have to do is ask.

And third, go back to work, but doing what you do.

Why don't you get your nursing diploma certified?

All you have to do is study. I'll pay for the books.

I didn't come to Spain to study. I don't have time.

- I got you something. - What?

You'll see.

Look.

A social security listing.

I got it from the Psychology College. There's a list

of all the men here between the ages of 24 and 32.

The lady's coffee.

What's the problem?

Why don't you get lost? Go on, get lost.

What do you think?

I said it was for a thesis about men coming of age.

Coming of age, what bullshit!

Some day l'll have to explain the thesis.

But anyway, they bought it.

All the Ivans are in yellow.

These are definitely all of them.

And there are quite a few.

I'll look for him too.

Promise me you'll study.

Even if I had time, I'd never get certified.

I'm nothing but illegal here.

Right.

Reading Kant to sleep?

This isn't what I want.

I mean, it's not the only thing I want.

It's not necessary...

- Maria... - What?

Maria Salazar Dagua, do you take Gonzalo Segura

as your husband?

Yes.

Gonzalo Segura, do you take Maria Salazar Dagua as your wife?

Yes.

Now you may exchange the rings.

Why don't you snuggle up in bed with me until noon?

I've always wondered what it was like to snuggle up in bed

with a woman you like

while everybody out there is working.

Maria. Be careful.

You can look back every once in a while, but not all the time.

We don't have eyes in the back of our heads.

I'm sorry, but I have to go.

Bye.

What time will you be back?

That's okay, come back whenever you want.

I'll be waiting.

Always.

- Ivan Marchena Diaz? - Yes, that's me.

Then pay your bills, man.

Okay then, Ivan.

You'll be on the list next month.

- Hi. - Hi.

Today's report.

Negative.

We're going to the beach. You want to come?

Dani's putting on his bathing suit. The water's great at this hour.

I don't feel like it.

Jesus, "I don't feel like it..." You have a son, you know.

You're starting to sound like a husband.

I am a husband!

You don't remember, do you?

Two years ago today you and I got married.

For you it was just another day without finding that jerk.

That sort of... ghost you're chasing.

But it doesn't matter.

Two years with you two I wouldn't change for anything.

I thought you stopped drinking.

You know perfectly well I don't drink.

- Mom, there are waves. - No. You two go.

You ready?

Then let's go to the beach.

It's beautiful.

Dani.

Did you hear about El Toro?

He's leaving us for Brazil. Anyway...

At least the Palmeiras jersey is like the Nacional's.

Just missing the white stripes.

At least we're nearby.

Shall we go home?

How was your first day of class?

- Fine. - Fine or great?

That smile tells me there are new girls.

Or is it the teacher? Don't tell me it's the teacher...

Here.

Wait in the car, I'll be right there.

He ripped it out of his science book.

I thought he'd get better with time,

but it's been five years. Five years!

And he hasn't changed, he's still stuck.

I don't know.

Sometimes I think there's something else hidden in his head.

Seeing his sister raped and killed isn't enough?

Something else, he says! Like what?

Like not buying him the latest roller skates or bicycle?

Maria...

I love your son very much.

And I do everything I can for him.

But he's been here for almost three years.

And I can't get him to go out, to the movies, or the beach,

or to just go anywhere with his friends.

What friends?

He doesn't talk to anyone.

I feel like a failure, do you understand?

As a psychologist and a father. Stepfather, that is.

Want to know where you've failed?

Thinking my son is normal. Daniel will never be a normal boy.

And neither will I.

I'm not a normal person, Gonzalo.

There's no cure for this.

Apparently you can't get that into your head.

Do you understand?

I'll never see my daughter again.

I'll never see my baby.

She was my joy.

She was my life.

She was my life, Gonzalo.

She was my life and they took her away from me.

They took her away.

They should have found me, but I wasn't there.

I wasn't there.

- Hi. - Hello.

Yes?

Hi.

- It's 23:30. - So?

I don't know, something could have happened to me.

Like what?

Nothing.

Nothing, I'm on my way.

- Ivan, please? - No, you're mistaken.

Hi, Maria.

You haven't called me.

What?

I never call you.

I know.

You could try for once.

To see how it feels.

It's easy, you just dial the number and say my name.

With a question mark, of course.

It's easy. "Gonzalo." That's it.

"Gonzalo."

But no...

Anything but saying my name, it might seem like you need me.

You don't need me for shit.

I'm necessary, but it's not the same.

What's wrong with you?

I still don't know if you've adopted me or if you've let me adopt you.

I really don't understand.

Where's Daniel?

In his room, as usual. He had dinner and went to his room.

I just saw the last one.

What will you do now?

I must have missed something.

We need to go back over the ones you crossed out.

But I'll do it. I'll do it. I'm the one who saw his eyes.

You only saw a photo.

I'm sick of this shit.

What will you do after you've checked them all?

Check all of Spain, South America, the whole world?

What if he's dead?

How do you know he's not buried, maybe in your country.

How ironic!

Can you imagine?

What will you do, search for him in hell?

It doesn't matter.

Even if you find him in hell, there's still two more left.

Yeah, so what? I've been drinking again.

Is there a problem?

Of course not, you couldn't care less.

What do you want?

Go hide in a closet somewhere.

Let's go to bed, Daniel. It's been a bad day.

I saw him six months ago.

His name is Ivan Sanchez Vega.

I lied to you.

I thought that if I told you, you would leave me forever.

That as soon as you did whatever you were going to do...

you'd grab your son and go back to your country.

There's no place for me in your lives.

In case there ever was...

which I doubt.

But I don't blame you.

I've spent six months feeling like a rat.

Cursing my selfishness for letting that bastard walk around free.

Six months...

I'm going to a hotel.

Take all the time you need.

Dani.

I'm sorry about before. I didn't know what I was saying.

That's okay.

I never understood what she was up to.

I know.

I'm leaving.

He said goodbye too.

Goodbye, kid.

Shit!

God!

What's up, Lupi?

It's been rough lately, hasn't it, sweetie?

Shitty.

And this heat...

- Drink less coffee. - Damn, Vero.

I haven't had a drop in three weeks.

- Don't blame me. - Hey, come here.

I'm sorry.

What are you going to do? Go jogging?

Yeah. It's the only thing that calms me down.

- Besides being with you. - Okay.

Wake me up when you get back.

In case you've forgotten, we're running a marathon here.

Okay.

Come back soon.

Right now.

I'll bring back your breath.

He was my little brother.

And I couldn't protect him.

I'll always be here for you, never forget that.

- For anything. - Thank you, Carlos.

What did you give me?

What do you want from me?

What's all this about, you bitch?

Do you remember me?

What?

Do you remember me?

Who are you?

I don't know you.

Look at me.

Look closely.

No.

I've never seen you in my fucking life.

No?

No?

Come on.

I'll refresh your memory.

Where did you get that photo?

You and two other bastards...

entered my home,

then raped and killed my daughter.

What did you give me?

- I wasn't there. - That's a lie!

- That photo was stolen from me! - You're lying!

- He took it from me. - Who?

One of the Colombians. Ferrer.

He was obsessed with that photo.

Ferrer...

Ferrer.

What is that?

What are you going to do to me?

What is all that for?

Listen to me, damn it!

I said I wasn't there!

You're making a mistake, damn it!

You're putting my face on someone else!

Oh, God!

It could have been the comandante.

He was obsessed with you...

I wasn't there, I swear.

Yeah, right, the comandante.

- Then who was the other one? - Which other one?

There were three of them.

- Three. Who was the other one? - I don't know.

Sanabria, maybe. They called him El Guajiro.

He went everywhere with Ferrer.

But I wasn't there.

I swear, I swear!

What do you know about them? Where are they?

Let's slit his throat and get this over with.

No, that's not what I want, Carlos.

Don't leave.

Don't leave, we're ready.

Where are Ferrer and El Guajiro?

Sanabria's dead.

I heard an old man blew him up with a grenade.

Grenade!

And I think Ferrer lost his legs that day.

I never heard from him again, I swear.

I swear...

I wasn't there.

What is that?

Then Ferrer,

Sanabria,

and Lupi, right?

Who?

Lupi, you bastard.

Lupi.

What are you going to do to me?

My love... What have they done to you?

My love.

Chubby... Chubby, look at me!

Look at me, Chubby... Look at me...

Look at me, Vero's here...

I'll call for help.

Come on, come on...

Yes, yes, hello...

My husband is hurt...

I have no fucking idea what's wrong with him!

I'm sorry...

The coal dock...

I need an ambulance... Please...

He's here.

Okay, Chubby.

They're coming, okay?

We checked the castration cuts and they're clean.

Whoever did it knew exactly what they were doing.

Damn it!

Why me?

Of course I know who that girl is.

Her mother's the one who did this to me.

They were both at a ranch in Guaranda.

Our comandante ordered all the villagers to bring their papers.

But I heard that night that they'd raped the girl.

Look at me.

Vero, look at me.

I didn't even leave the barracks.

I wasn't there. I wasn't.

Then why did that woman have a photo of us?

I can explain.

You're joking, right?

Am I laughing?

Quit screwing around. That girl's not even 13.

What's your problem? Are you backing out?

Sure, the Spaniard only wants to screw his dear Vero.

Where did you get that photo?

You shouldn't leave your wallet around.

Give me the photo.

Drop it. All that passion over a piece of paper, you homo.

El Guajiro and me are gonna fuck those two whores.

And after we're gonna jerk off to the photo of your girlfriend.

- There's plenty where that came from. - The comandante will hear about this.

He'll hear about this? He's coming with us!

You know what he says. It takes three to ambush someone.

Let's go.

You're not going anywhere.

You can believe me or not.

I don't care anymore, Vero.

It makes me so angry...

Why did you have to go?

I didn't want all this...

What's the point of telling the truth?

So they send ten guys to find some shitty Colombian woman?

And all of Santa Cruz finding out you live with half a man?

Is that what you want?

Report her, she says! I'll sign it with my dick.

I don't want to go to dinner at your parents'.

I don't feel like it.

Make up any excuse you like, I'm not going.

Don't miss this subject. We're going to talk about unity

through diversity. An important and interesting subject.

Good evening. Your name, please?

- Good evening. Lucrecia. - Your question?

Look, I really believe in you

because I won money with a lucky number you gave me and...

the money came when I most needed it

so I want to ask you this because...

Wait, Lucrecia. Wait a second, sweetheart.

How much money did you win?

Thirty thousand euros. I really needed it...

Ok, one moment, ladies and gentlemen.

What are you doing?

Give me pleasure.

I'm not doing it for you,

I'm doing it for me.

Don't screw with me, Vero.

Don't lie to me.

Get off me, please.

I said get out of here, damn it!

Come on, Lupi.

They're hiring an assistant to help me at the center.

I can't do it all by myself.

Fucking great, Vero. While you're at it, you can get...

While I'm at it? I can get what?

- I can get laid, is that it? - Yes.

You might as well get pregnant.

Check your fucking calendar.

I'm sorry, Vero.

I'm going away, Ivan.

For a few days.

Because I need to breathe.

GUARANDA, COLOMBIA JULY, 2010

You're never going to get tired?

What do you gain from watching a dead man rot?

I already said I was sorry.

What more do you want?

Want me to get on my knees?

Hi, Vero.

This place is too small to go unnoticed,

especially asking around about a nurse who was in Spain.

I understand why you're here.

You're very angry, aren't you?

Look at yourself.

Sitting there, wanting to do something you never would.

Three months ago you didn't even know this place existed.

All this pain for no reason.

He only came here to help you.

But my husband didn't have that photo.

It was stolen from his wallet.

He was never there.

What you wrote on the photo is very pretty.

But nobody...

and nothing ever brought back my breath.

Look,

It's been almost six years and...

and today...

today I can't...

I can't even imagine what her last minutes were like.

She died?

Come with me.

It looks like there are a lot of things you don't know.

This is the wallet the photo was stolen from, right?

Take it.

Take it and look inside.

Take out the camera.

Your husband was capable of carrying you in the same place

where he kept his filth.

He was a mercenary and his way of helping

was killing people for money.

I have his child inside me!

I have his child inside me!

No, no, no...

No, no, no...

Someone once told me

there's a reason we don't have eyes in the back of our heads.

Go back to Spain and take care of what you've got.

Yes?

Gonzalo?

Gonzalo.

Again.

Say it again.

Gonzalo.

Again.

I thought it would be easier.

The trip was okay.

It shook a little in Brazil.

Should I give you a hug?

Yes.

- I should, right? - Please.

Come on, Dani. We have to go.

Where's that whore, your daughter-in-law?

She's not here, sir, I swear.

Come on, hold still.

The mother's not here, but we found this little chick.

Stop this, please...

Back off, old man!

Put her over there.

Let's go.

We missed your daughter-in-law.

Tell her we'll be back so she can join the party.

My baby...

My poor baby...

Patricia...

I promise you'll never suffer again.

Those bastards will never hurt you again.

I promise.

This is only perfume.

Smell it.

Smell it.

Forgive me, my baby, forgive me...

Sleep...

Sleep, my baby.

When the sun goes down, the moon comes out.

Sleep, my baby.

The good children go to heaven.

And the angels will find them.

Daniel.

Dani.

Daniel, come on.

We'll miss our flight.