Av. Larco La Pelicula (2017) - full transcript

Let's see, guys...

...now that you're leaving school...

...what will you study?

Law.

Psychology.

Industrial engineering.

Me too, engineering.

Administration.

Early childhood studies.

That's my girl.

Graphic design.

Music.

Music.

Music.

Music too.

We're living the worst times

in Peruvian history...

...and you want to make music.

And what kind of music?

Rock, sir.

There's no space for rock.

It's expensive...

...the equipment, the instruments...

...to make a show.

And your parents will surely

not approve of it.

You'll starve to death, dumbasses.

And how do you know that?

Because I used to have a rock band.

"I don't give a shit...

...for today's lesson.

Math, religion,

Roll calls or singing an anthem to God.

And respecting the teacher.

I won't come back to school, no way.

Let them keep all their crap.

I won't come back to school, no way.

What for?

From preschool, school or college.

Always the same oppression.

I won't come back to school, no way.

Let them keep all their crap.

I won't come back to school, no way.

What for? What for?

What for? What for?

What for? If I do know...

...a lot.

What for? If I say...

...no, no, no.

What for? It's useless.

For nothing.

For nothing.

BASED ON THE PLAY

"AV, LARCO, EL MUSICAL"

A memory cannot be fragile.

They'll do it, come hell or high water.

5 YEARS LATER.

Professor.

-You still have 30 minutes, Dulude.

-No use, it'll be the same.

I did so badly.

I didn't take it.

I was caught cheating.

You've always sucked at cheating.

Look.

Wrong subject though.

"So much effort to pass

that admission test...

...how many years deciding

on a major.

Your freshman year was exciting.

In five years, dark circles and no luck.

I analyze the environment

and it's insane.

The PhD has failed,

I feel out of focus.

Failed in life for

mala praxis.

And now all I can do is

drive a taxi around Lima.

You can't manage to find a job...

...it's useless to be a professional.

Things have gone wrong with me.

This university drives me insane.

This university is driving me

insane.

The chicks and parties have

made me crazy.

It's insane.

It's insane.

Insane, insane.

One, two, three, go.

Dirty, green cop

You act in your best interest

Dirty, green cop...

What are you doing?

What's wrong, Miki?

OK, sorry. My bad.

Will you say that at the concert?

What's wrong, Wilbert?

-Who's Wilbert, moron?

-Are you not Wilbert?

Ok, Wicho, sorry.

Cut it out.

We need to do it well

before the contest.

We haven't done it well

in three weeks.

We need to grow a pair, guys.

We will make it.

Time for a break, buddy.

What? Come one!

We must get another drummer, right?

I'll never forget you, Miki.

I love you, your Negra.

Do you still have that chick

in your mind?

She's my lucky charm.

Unlucky charm, maybe.

You were with her...

when you were like 10 years old...

...you haven't been with a chick again.

So he's always horny.

Look at me, I got

a very hot chick.

If I were to be your chick, you'd

first need to be a real man.

-You'd need guts for that.

-Balls, more like it!!

At least Wicho has a real

girlfriend.

Nobody knows your Susanita.

We still have two hours...

Hey, I heard the other bands

are kicking ass.

Let's go!

One, two, three, now!

"Dirty, green cop,

you act in your best interest.

Dirty, green cop,

you defend decadence.

A blackout?

A major one.

-That's Miraflores, isn't it?

-I bet it is.

I hope it is,

or the contest is fucked.

What contest?

To play at Acho.

When is that?

In two hours.

Forget it. You're out of the contest.

-Why?

-Because we're in a fucking war.

Look.

Come on, get in the house.

-What's wrong, dad?

-You could be hit by a stray bullet.

Come on, come on, move!

Andrés...

...I must go take care of

those bastards.

Your mother is at grandma's.

I told her to stay there.

You're in charge of the house.

And nobody's going anywhere,

get it?

-Get it?

-We'll stay here, sir.

It seems like

you're the only smart one here..

Do the rest of you understand?

Yes, yes.

Andrés?

We've been rehearsing for

two months, dad.

We won't be long at the contest.

Forget about the contest.

Nobody's leaving the house.

It's an order, get it?

Can I trust you?

I need to make sure.

No, no, no.

See?

The power's back on in Miraflores.

Will we stay here and do nothing?

I don't have my guitar anyway.

Easy, I'll take care of that.

Andrés, are you nuts?

Your dad will kill you.

He just won't know.

-And the guards at the gate?

-Yes, and the guards?

Do you think they won't tell your dad?

Wait, wait, they will if they notice...

...but, if they don't notice.

I'm telling you I'm not coming out.

"A light reflected

the model staring at nothing.

It's a bloody Friday

there'll be action here soon.

Hunters are coming and going

looking for their preys in the city.

Roaring engines in a storm

are coming to Larco to protest.

Because it's a bloody Friday

they've left their homes

they're looking for girls

and they're a bit too wasted.

And the preys are also coming

they know what they have to show.

A fashionable skirt, tight jeans

they're coming from everywhere.

They enter the night

they rock in the parties

they get in the car

and they're ready for everything.

Some of them fail

some others are shy

and then they decide

the river is no longer flowing.

They're always smiling

and even blush

and when they get asked

they get off the car quickly.

What happened?

I thought you weren't coming.

We nearly missed it.

You guys are next.

Play really well!

You're the last ones, the jury

is tired...

...and the competition is strong.

Do you have a guitar I can borrow?

Really?

Mine's broken.

No, I don't. Besides,

I can't help any band.

You'll have to come up like that.

Listen: in five minutes, OK?

What now?

I'll get it.

Hey, bro, what's up?

Wow, do you like Sumo?

You know them?

- Cool! Great band!

- Yeah, great band!

Listen, bro: we need a guitar

for my band.

Could we borrow yours?

-We're competing, aren't we?

-But we're both going to the finals!

How do you know?

You've never listened to my music.

You look like a good player.

Buddy, two beers.

No, I want rum.

The beers are for me.

Good luck.

We may have no guitar, but

we have beer, don't we?

Here.

Now, give me the beer.

Ok, guys, we're here.

Together, with a guitar,

no more excuses.

-That goes for you, Miki, count well.

-Easy, man.

Wicho: attitude.

You may say Wicho is

irresponsible,

or jealous, or damn ugly...

...but you can't say

he has no attitude.

Listen up, everyone!

Before listening to the last band

I want to thank the jury,

who has the hard task of

choosing the bands that

will go to the semifinal.

Let's hear it for them!

Don't forget that the semifinal

will be this weekend!

Be quiet.

The five classifying bands

will compete for the title

of new best rock band...

at Plaza de Acho!

What?

Andrés, I'm not going to Plaza de Acho.

Now, I'll leave you with "Kissmyass"!

"Dirty, green cop

you act in your best interest.

Dirty, green cop

you defend decadence.

Dirty cop, dirty cop.

Dirty cop, dirty cop.

Honor isn't your currency

your currency is corruption.

You abuse your authority as...

...you hold a gun in your other hand.

Dirty cop, dirty cop.

Dirty cop, dirty cop.

Dirty cop, dirty cop.

Dirty cop, dirty cop.

Fucking great, guys!

Great!

You like that dumbass, huh?

-What's with you?

-You like him or not?

-What the hell?

-You think I'm an idiot?

Hey, don't push it, OK?

-I was helping you.

-Oh, you were helping me.

If you're nervous, have a drink, OK?

-Beer?

-Please, nice beer come to me.

Congratulations, honey.

-You didn't like it?

-I liked it... fine.

-I don't like this place.

-Why?

It's full of weirdos...

-I like the Grill much better.

-I like this place much better.

Hey! It was great, huh?

Hey, guys...

...this is Pedro. He lent us his guitar.

Pedro, you saved us.

You rocked, guys!

-Did you really like it?

-Of course.

Here's a demo of our band.

Oh, that's cool!

Thanks guys, you rock.

Listen up, guys.

Here are the 10 semifinalists.

Five Miles, Zender, Catharsis,

Hypnosis, Confusion,

Four Revolutions,

Pedro Zuriaga and Kissmyass.

Don't forget, bastards, see you

at the Den of El Agustino.

And where's that?

In El Agustino. A classic spot.

Yeah right, in El Agustino.

And?

You're not going, are you?

-No, we're here for no reason.

-Lola...

That place's full of terrorists!

I live in El Agustino.

And I don't know anyone who's a terrorist.

Listen up, guys.

Curfew starts in just one hour.

Those willing to stay till curfew

is over...

-Do we stay till curfew is over?

-No, Andrés, let's go.

-Nooo, we should stay to celebrate.

-You guys stay. I'm leaving.

Go with her, honey.

You should go together.

-Hey, where's Javi?

-Get some beers. He's coming.

"The early morning

starts to light up.

The end of the party

is getting closer.

Desert streets,

loneliness.

White bottles

now empty.

Where's everybody gone?

Where's the noise gone?

Where are the girls?

Where are the hunters? Where are they?

Where's the night?

Where's the harmony?

Where's the noise gone?

They feed the streets of Larco

on bloody Fridays, where, where

are they?

-Where the hell were you?

-Don't ask if you know.

Damn it!

You've scared your mother so much.

Sorry, dad.

If your dad were here...

...you wouldn't do this.

-I don't give a fuck about your music.

-But I do.

-It's all that really matters to me.

-What about your studies?

I got into college for you.

-So that you could leave me alone.

-You're screwing it up, Andrés.

You're not only studying a shitty major.

But you're also brazenly skipping school.

You suck at your exams

and you spend the day

smoaking pot.

Are you spying on me too?

How do you think I make a living, dumbass?

I know everything.

"Now that you know how I feel

and how hard it was to tell you.

Things at the university

didn't go well.

I'm not cut out to be a doctor.

Music is what I like.

I want to be a drummer, a rocker.

I have a band that plays really well.

I will play at a full coliseum.

Will you help me?

-Answer me.

-No, no, no.

Answer me.

You must do it now.

-Answer me.

-No, no, no.

Answer me.

You must do it now.

-Answer me

-No, no, no.

Answer me.

Answer me.

Now.

Now.

Now."

So you want an answer?

Let go of my guitar.

I hardly know you anymore.

Damn, Miki!

What happened yesterday?

Your mom called mine.

She was very upset.

I ran away, buddy.

My dad went totally berserk.

Your dad's crazy...

You're not going back?

No.

And where will you sleep? Here?

I don't know. Don't be a pain.

Me a pain? Think of your mom!

Hi.

Where have you been?

-Really?

-Yes, really.

Wicho, don't be silly.

Look.

What's that?

The Ramones' Animal boy.

-How did you get it?

-Pedro lent it to me.

He's your buddy, huh?

So how come?

He got it from a friend of his

who lived in Los Angeles.

She's back in Peru now.

He says she's brought a lot

of tapes for sale.

La Negra Records?

La Negra Records?

That's your Negra.

No, impossible.

-No.

-Yes.

-She's in Lima.

-She can't be here.

Ten years thinking about her

and you don't want to see her?

-She's the love of your life.

-It's been a long time, OK?

She must be ugly now,

with a face like a pizza.

And a voice like a street vendor:

"Avocado, for one Sol

No, no, it can't be her.

She can't be here.

Hi guys, what's up.

This is my friend, La Negra.

Miki?

Negra?

"After a long time

I ran into her again

she was as pretty as the stars.

She had grown more than I thought.

Hi, how are you doing?

You have a nice body, let's go for ride.

I was fascinated to see her walk.

My childhood memories came back

when she was pretty on the sidewalk.

Playing with her dolls, feeding them

Hi, I said, do you want to play?

I'm the best doctor in the city.

She said: if you kiss me, I'll play.

We used to see each other then

naughty nights under the staircase.

We were wicked, we felt good

now we need to refresh

all those things very mildly..

I grabbed her hand and

started to kiss her.

And this happens,

when a girl is sexy

you can feel the eruption

of a delusional volcano.

If you kiss her well

she can lose control,

she forgets her place.

After a while,

I ran into her again

she was pretty

and I took her out for a ride.

These are Andrés and Lola.

Nobody should see my password.

Ramón?

Rapid money, buddy.

Never seen that.

It's the first one.

Can Ramon lend me money?

You? In 30 more years.

“Several pylons have just been

blown down

by the terrorist group

Shining Path,

which has left Lima in

complete darkness.

KISSMYASS

Hey, you look mad.

Where's Marité?

They told me she left home a while ago.

"I'm bitter, I don't like the way you are

I'm sick of always seeing you

flirting with others.

I can't stand

the way you smoke

and the noise you make when you're

chewing gum

I don't like it when you're

grinning for no reason

and you start to dance, trying to

tease, you are nuts.

You are always pretending

I'm your private property.

Worst of all, of being with you

is that I love you,

is that I love you.

Worst of all, of being with you

is that I love you,

is that I love you.

Aren't you coming to see us play?

I'm off to the Grill.

-It's Lara's birthday.

-Yes, but it's the final.

Today we'll know if we're playing at Acho.

I've always followed you everywhere.

I've seen you play a thousand times.

We go to the bars where you

and your friends want to go.

Besides...

...every time I'm with you guys

I feel like a nuisance.

Every time I open my mouth I'm

the stupid, shallow girl...

No, no, no, Lola, I've never said that.

You don't have to say it...

I just feel it.

I love you so much.

But we're way too different.

We're growing apart.

Do you want to break up?

No, no, Lola...

...honey.

We can work it out.

-If you need more time...

-I don't need more time.

We've wasted enough time, right?

"Saying goodbye

was hard for me.

I've loved you

since we met.

I'm here

thinking about you

and your memories

are everything to me.

It's hard to think

you'll never be back.

I didn't want to break up

but I have to accept it.

The truth is that I feel lonely

and I won't be able to forget you.

The truth is that I feel free

although these are lonely nights.

And the truth is that you're deep inside

as you filled a place.

And hopefully you won't be back

as somebody else will take

your place.

As somebody else will take

your place.

Easy, buddy. We're here for you.

"A tricycle with a shoe, a glass

of chicha, a nice watch

shirts, knickknacks, everything

on the streets and the crowds

he prays for his first sale

the streets are busy

he pushes the vending tricycle

called Peru.

The buses are crowded,

the people going to work

workers, employees, a doctor,

a nurse, and even a captain

they look at their watches

while the bus driver

pushes these pistons

called Peru.

Everyone wants to get to the zenith

no matter how

everyone will get there

to the zenith

happiness.

The poor is the rich,

the rich is the king

the king to the glory,

the immortal glory

resurrection

I start over again

we'll wear out many shoes

to get there.

My soul to conquer you

my heart to love you

and my life to spend

by your side.

My soul to conquer you

my heart to love you

and my life to spend

by your side.

Yes, Peru!

Thank you!

Alright guys, thanks Pedro Zuliaga!

Listen up, guys:

the next band is coming

but let's first thank

our jury tonight.

Let's hear it for them!

The jury has to choose the five bands

to be the finalists

at Plaza de Acho!

We are all going to Plaza de Acho!

As you already know, the list of finalists

will be revealed at the Phantom store.

Now I'll leave you with Kissmyass,

in five minutes.

Break a leg, guys!

"Let's tear down the train station

let's tear down the train station

let's tear down the train station

tear it down, tear it down

let's tear down the train station

tear it down, tear it down,

the train station.

We like to blow off

the train station

tear it down, tear it down

We like to blow off

the train station

tear it down, tear it down

yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh

yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh.

tear it down, tear it down, tear it down.

This band won't back down, bastards!

It was fucking great!

Hey, where's Javi?

What is that?

-Nice job, buddy.

-Thanks, bro.

You heard us play?

Hi...

Are you alright?

Yes.

Do I look like I'm not alright?

I don't know.

I saw you here...alone.

And when a woman is alone

it's because she's not alright?

No.

Is this how you sweet talk a girl?

-I'm not sweet talking you.

-So, what are you doing?

Wasting my time.

-Do you have gum?

-Yes.

Hey, hey, Andrés, wait.

I don't get it, man, are you a faggot?

-No, not at all.

-So, what the fuck was that?

I don't know.

-It's rather clear to me.

-So, why are you asking?

It's not your business.

If this guy is messing

with you, you should tell me....

Why? Will you beat the shit out of me?

Your friend likes men,

that's it.

It's not the end of the world.

Hey, Andrés...

I don't get it, man.

Please, don't tell Wicho or Miki.

Are you alright?

Do I look like I'm not alright?

Yes.

You didn't know about your buddy, did you?

No.

Well, now you'll finally

get to know him well.

I'd rather not know.

I thought so.

That “tear it down, tear it down

was an act.

You didn't mean it.

-I did mean it.

-Then, start changing...

...that little old mind-set of yours.

Hey, why do you care?

Did you not say I had a stupid

way to sweet talk a girl?

Yes, but your womanizer act

is finally over.

And you're not so stupid.

I'm Andrés. And you?

Rebeca.

-Do you live around here?

-Yes. You don't, do you?

No.

I can tell.

How can you tell?

It's all over your face.

The way you look at me,

the tension in your mouth,

the way your cheeks shake.

I don't do that shit.

Yes, you do.

You are crazy for me.

I'm not your dad, Wicho.

I won't leave you.

Always.

Every day.

-But don't laugh at me.

-No, I don't.

I think it's cute that you've thought

about me every day.

-Well, you laughed at me before...

-I've never laughed at you.

-You don't remember.

-No.

In your mom's car.

-When we kissed.

-I never laughed at you.

I got nervous and just laughed.

Besides it was my first kiss.

-Really?

-Yes.

It was mine too.

It's just so bad to be laughed at

in your first kiss, isn't it?

I didn't laugh at you.

Well, if that's what you want to think,

go ahead.

If they're really your friends,

they won't say a thing.

It sounds so easy for you to say.

You were surely lucky that

your friends didn't tell you to fuck off.

My best friend ran to tell my parents

before I could say a word.

-I nearly got kicked out of my house.

-You see?

But I feel better now.

Have you ever felt like this

for a woman?

So what?

Can I buy you a beer?

Yes, why not?

You're not an idiot, you're hot...

-Besides, I won't see you again.

-Why do you think so?

It's always like this.

"I won't be here

when the shadows come out.

I will leave

when the night falls.

I want to see beyond

the world where a soul constantly

between its wings

holds a love

and goes

to fly.

Time goes by

speeding up the steps

you were following

I'm coming behind you.

Arrows come and go

from soul hunters.

They go over their prey

pick a love

randomly.

Two lonely hearts

and you start to fly.

In your flight you see

Two lonely hearts

loneliness in their souls.

On their mouths a kiss

from their soul will come.

In your flight you see

two lonely hearts

loneliness in their souls.

And this happens,

when a girl is sexy

you can feel the eruption

of a delusional volcano.

Worst of all, of being with you

is that I love you,

is that I love you.

And saying good-bye...

And this happens,

when a girl is sexy

you can feel the eruption

of a delusional volcano.

You can lose control and

forget everything

You can lose control and

forget everything

...that feeds the streets of Larco

the bloody Fridays of partying

where, where, where are they?

Easy, guys, it's not a bomb.

So what, are we staying?

-No, I can't make it.

-Me neither.

I told you I couldn't.

Pedro, would you help us take a taxi?

Let's go.

Mr. Santos, my friends

are going to Miraflores.

-Ok.

-Girls, get in.

-We can stay, right?

-No.

Bye, Pedro. Bye, guys.

Rebeca lives there.

You were talking with her, right?

-Yes, but she left with her boyfriend.

-Rebeca has no boyfriend.

It must've been her very jealous brother.

Do you know her well?

Nobody knows Rebeca well.

Let's chip in for some rum.

Won't you answer?

What the fuck were

you doing in El Agustino?

Say something.

I told you: we have a rock band.

We went to play at a concert...

Don't fuck with me.

Captain.

I think we've made a mistake.

We screwed it up.

NATIONAL IDENTITY CARD

I'm sorry, Mr. Dulude.

Ramírez, the keys!

We've made a serious mistake.

You must understand our job is

to eradicate terrorists.

We'd been informed that terrorists

from El Agustino were...

recruiting young people

in Miraflores...

Don't fuck with me, Barragán.

Do you think I'm stupid, or what?

-No, General.

-Then stop the bullshit.

Next time you want some

extra money

make sure you know who you are extorting.

Yes, General.

You're a shame to the nation.

This isn't over.

I want you to personally take

each of these guys home.

-You get it?

-Yes, General.

Let's go, Andrés.

And Pedro?

Dad, Pedro is missing.

We let that guy go, General.

He's known around here.

Are you a moron, Barragán?

You arrest the Miraflores guys and

let the Agustino one go?

Fuck, it's all upside down!

Moscoso

you're on.

What the fuck?

You think you're better than me?

You think those rich kids

wouldn't treat you worse?

Don't be so sure, dumbasses.

Don't trust anyone.

Not even me.

In this country

You either screw someone...

...or you get screwed.

"At school I was always the best one

everyone wanted my notes.

I chose whom I lent my notes

that one

should pay homage.

I was extremely glad

to see their tongues

licking my ass.

I was extremely glad.

That gave me much pleasure.

And I fantasized, I fantasized,

I fantasized I had the power.

And more power, more power

I fantasized I had power.

I fantasized, I fantasized

I fantasized I had power.

And more power, more power.

I fantasized I had...

I've destroyed my enemies.

I've fucked my friends.

I charge in advance.

The flies come

and eat shit out of my black hand

everywhere. I'm with everyone

and nobody at the same time.

Play with my balls because

I've got all the power.

And I fantasized, I fantasized

I fantasized I had power.

And more power, more power

I fantasized I had power.

And I fantasized, I fantasized

I fantasized I had power.

And more power, more power

I fantasized I had power.

I was lit by

a little sunray

I was fed by

a military dragon

A real ally

offered his wealth

that's the ideal story

of my power.

I fantasized, I fantasized

I fantasized I had power.

And more power, more power

I fantasized I had power.

And I got fat, I got fat

I got fat when I swallowed the power.

And I burst, I burst

I burst when I swallowed the power.

POLICE INVESTIGATOR

-Let's go?

-You go ahead, Wicho.

-Are you sure?

-Yes.

What about Pedro?

No idea.

I've called him and he's not home.

Shit, we didn't make it.

We're fucking playing at Plaza de Acho!

Hey...

What happened?

Can't you guess?

Hey, good job, buddy.

Pedro, you should be

in that list, bro.

Yeah, right, but I'm not.

I swear I tried.

I almost fought with them but...

...the sponsors

didn't like your music. They said...

...that's not rock,

that cumbia won't sell.

Won't sell where?

In San Isidro?

But it will in the rest of Lima.

Fucking rich kids.

Pedro.

I'm leaving.

Negra.

Negra.

Susana!

Hello, ma'am.

-Is Pedro home?

-No, he's out.

-But he won't be long.

-Thank you.

We'll wait here.

Come on in, if you like.

Some beer to chill out?

Sure, sure.

Thanks, thanks.

Can you help me?

Yes.

-Can you help with the glasses?

-Of course.

You're Dulude's son, right?

Yes.

Tell your dad

that if his men, especially that

douchebag Barragán,

ever dare to touch my son again

I'll beat the crap out of them

and I don't give a fuck

if your dad is a general, a colonel,

or whatever the fuck he is.

Did you hear me?

Now, let's go drink.

What's this?

They've come to see you.

Felipe...

...excuse me.

-What are you celebrating?

-We were waiting for you.

What for?

We want you to play with us

at Plaza de Acho.

Your songs.

We have 45 minutes.

You can play the first 15 minutes.

and we'll play

the next 30 minutes.

We don't have that many songs.

Do you want to rehearse?

Thanks, but...

...I'd rather get to Plaza de Acho

by myself.

See? I told you...

...he thinks he's a star.

And what about us?

You're a douche.

So? Will you take it?

Mom, mind your own business.

It's my business.

While you're living in my house

I won't let you do nonsense.

You fool.

STORE FOR RENT

Hey, silly.

What's wrong? Let's go.

What's wrong, buddy?

-No, nothing.

-What were you looking at?

Where's the rehearsal?

"You know what I mean

the end is near

it's our fate

what did the politicians do?

We don't need...

So this is the shit you sing.

Blaming the others

for your fate.

What's he doing here?

Hello...

This is Pedro, dad, a friend.

Andrés

in this house only those

approved by me are allowed in.

This guy is not.

Pedro is playing with us, dad.

I don't give a fuck if he's

the Pope or something.

This is my house.

And I won't let you

jeopardize my family

because of this guy.

Now leave.

I'm not a stray dog

to be treated like this.

Watch out, fucking Andean shit.

Get the hell out of here, or

you'll get beaten up again.

I'm half-Andean like most Limeños.

So, you should watch out.

Out!

"There goes a generation

of migrating people

who lived in a different

world

from their parents

from their grandparents.

They went to school

with urban residents

they mixed

their customs.

Andean-town nostalgia

seeking for opportunity.

Now the time has gone by

now we're many more.

We aren't Limeños by blood

but we have their culture

we weren't born in a province

but that's our blood.

Get out.

I don't want to see you

with my son, you get it?

Lima changed a while ago.

It's about time

you get used to seeing us.

Get out!

This country is a fucking mess

thanks to people like you.

"I'm leaving

I'm leaving now.

My god, help me please.

They sang when they left.

Limeña Lima, lemon Lima

Andean Lima, provincial Lima

Lima of memories

Lima, the sister.

Limeña Lima, lemon Lima

Andean Lima, provincial Lima

Lima of memories

Lima, the provincial

sister."

Tonight

we'll march in protest.

Tonight

we'll fight the extreme abuse.

We'll rise up

against the murderers,

against the enemies of the country.

Against the terrorists

and the forces of law and order.

Both sides are rotten

and they've put the weakest ones

in their gun-sight.

-No more oppression!

-No!

-No more silence!

-No!

-No more innocent deaths!

-No!

I want to join your movement.

-And who are you?

-Andrés.

Sure, from San Isidro.

Does it matter where I'm from?

It matters a lot.

Upper-class kids are not welcome here.

I'm General Dulude's son, Chief of...

...We know very well who Dulude is.

It's convenient for you to have

the general's son on your side.

It'll bring a lot of press coverage.

Bring 20 more people tonight.

Then we'll see if you

deserve to be with us.

No way.

-Why not, bro?

-What do we have to do with that march?

Fuck politics...

I'm not chanting slogans.

But almost all our songs

are about politics.

Our songs?

Andrés writes the lyrics.

You go alone, buddy.

Count me in, Andrés.

Yes, count me in too.

I don't get you, Miki.

I don't get you, Miki?

If you want to go,

tell your buddy Pedro.

Pedro is coming.

Because he fights for his beliefs.

What's the use of your protest music

if you don't have the balls to back it up?

Ok, OK, go play with your

girlfriend, OK?

You're a douche.

Did we screw up?

You'll end up going anyway, dude.

Why didn't you say yes from the beginning?

Why do you want to go

to that protest so badly?

Hi.

Hi.

Can we talk?

Of course.

Talk.

In private?

-Guys, a minute, please.

-Sure, go ahead.

I mean it.

Come on, let's go.

I miss you so much, Andrés.

-I made a huge mistake.

-No, you didn't.

You were right.

Besides...

...I've already found someone

I can be myself with.

You didn't waste your time, huh?

No.

I took your advice.

Andrés.

"Lola.

You were left alone.

Lola.

Your love is gone.

Get down from there right now!

In just a few seconds Plaza San Martín

was emptied

due to the effect of the

tear gas.

POLICE

POLICE

STOP THE VIOLENCE

PEACE

"One terrorist, two terrorists

an MRTA guerrilla soldier

a drug dealer in Huallaga

Augustín Mantilla, the Apra buffalo

Alan García and his company

Villanueva del Campo makes me sick

like butt face

Chirinos Soto

like five cops

at the corner of Larco

selling drugs to the drunk

in the end there's corruption everywhere

and for five bucks

I can buy a congressman

a judge, a prosecutor,

and two attorneys

an architect, or otherwise

a writer, two journalists

an archbishop, a cardinal

a virgin that cries and

a real virgin

and perhaps Fujimori.

Get out.

No, no, not you.

What's wrong, why?

You stay in. Lock it up.

I thought you were a lost cause.

But I never thought you could be

a traitor.

How long for, General?

Till he learns his lesson.

Uncle, uncle, you can't do this.

Uncle, please.

- We will play tonight...

-Music is over, guys.

Music will never be over.

Miki!

No matter what happens,

you play tonight.

What now?

-What will happen to Andrés?

-Easy, he'll be fine.

What the fuck do you know?

We'd better leave.

Cool, huh?

-Where are you going?

-Home, where else?

Wicho.

-What the hell's with you?

-With me?

The concert is fucked now.

-Is this our fault?

-No, it's my fault.

Hey, Wicho, come back.

Don't be a pussy.

I'm a pussy.

-Why are you leaving?

-Am I a pussy?

-Can you calm down?

-You're the pussy here.

What?

Will you deny it?

-Deny what?

-That you and Pedro...you know...

-What did Andrés tell you?

-He didn't say anything.

-Deal with it, now!

-I have no shit to deal with!

Stop fucking lying!

Can't you see I'm here?

Or you want me to leave?

Easy, they're such idiots.

You're cute!

"A light reflected

the model's staring at nothing.

It's a bloody Friday

there'll be action here soon.

Hi.

Can you help us?

Dad, stop the noise, please.

Negra...

...I want to dedicate this song to you

because we're a bit on the outs.

But...

...it won't be for long.

Because we don't fight, really.

Wicho and Marité fight all the time.

Besides Andrés gave me a great idea.

So this song goes for you.

Wait.

Sandoval.

Hi.

Mrs. Gladys.

There's something you should know.

-Where are you going, buddy?

-None of your business.

Sorry, we fucked up. Sorry.

Yes, really.

We don't mind that you're a faggot.

You call me faggot again,

I'll beat the shit out of you.

Ok, sorry.

The macho came out.

Dude, come on, get real,

we're apologizing.

We've been best buddies forever.

Forgive us.

What do you want us to do?

Want me to suck your dick?

Ok, I'll suck it.

Pull it out. I'll suck his.

Hey, stop!

You're such idiots.

We are sorry...

Are you still planning to play at Acho?

Andrés asked me to play

no matter what.

Even if his dad keeps him locked up.

We need to play, dude. We have to.

But who will sing?

We'd thought of Pedro.

Could you ask him for us?

I'd rather you guys tell him.

But first let me ask you something.

What?

Suck it.

Come on...

Sorry.

Where's Andrés?

-You locked him up?

-Won't you say “hi at least?

I've let you rule

in this house for too long.

I'm doing it for his own good,

don't you realize?

Take me to the police station

right now.

Or you rather I authorize

his release instead of you?

-Are you alright?

-Yes.

Your dad wants to talk to you.

I'll wait for you outside.

If I'd been told some years ago...

...your son...

...that boy that follows you

everywhere like a shadow...

...one day will oppose you

in everything...

...I wouldn't have believed it.

You and I were inseparable.

What happened?

I'm no longer a kid, dad.

I realized I didn't want

to go against myself to please you.

Shit.

That was a real low blow.

Yes.

I should learn to punch straight

in the face like you do.

It hurts you that I'm against

what you think and do.

But it's easy for you to despise

whatever I think or do.

Andrés...

...there's a bomb threat tonight.

And that concert you want to play at

is a perfect target.

Do you understand?

I've already accepted

that you'll be a musician.

But I can't accept to have

my only son die before I do.

That's why I locked you up.

To stop you and your friends

from going to that concert.

I promise.

Alright.

I'll let you out.

But you need to promise

that you won't go to play

at the concert.

Then you'd better

lock me up again.

For god's sake, listen!

You could be killed.

You fight for your country your way.

And I fight for it in my way.

"My soul to conquer you

my heart to love you

and my life to spend

by your side.

THE GREAT FINAL

PLAZA DE ANCHO

Everyone wants to get to the zenith

no matter how,

everyone will there

to the zenith

happiness.

The poor is the rich, the rich is the king

the king to the glory,

the immortal glory

resurrection

start over again.

We'll wear out many shoes

to get there

Yes, Peru!"

Fucking great!

What's up, guys.

KISSMYASS

Supposedly, this concert is

to find the best band.

But that's not what matters the most.

What is important is that we'll be heard.

We shouldn't be quiet facing this shit.

This is the car bomb generation.

In a Kiss-my-ass country!

"You know what I mean

the end is near

it's our fate

Made by politicians

We don't need a pass

or to stand aside

or an idol or an example

it's all in you.

You can be a martyr

a pig, a snake

there's no script

or stage.

Death is on the streets

it'll always be like this

time is yours

stay here.

Long live the armed struggle!

Andrés, Andrés!

Miki!

No!

"Hi

we meet...

...again.

Tell me...

...do you have something to say?

You see, time

has healed

the wounds of the past.

Perhaps you might want

to talk.

You know,

the world has no

end.

You arrive

to leave again.

Because we're immortal

and we'll always be together

we no longer fear

death.

MISSING

SO IT WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN

DEDICATED TO ALL PERUVIANS

WHO UNFAIRLY DIED DURING

THAT TIME.

A TIME WE HOPE WILL

NEVER COME BACK.

FOR A FREE, JUST AND UNITED PERU.

UNITED.

My Negra

I want to dedicate

this song to you

I know you're a bit

angry at me, but...

...we'll work it out, as usual.

So

this song goes for you.

"I live by Magdalena

but I die for Susana.

I watch the full moon

of stickers every morning.

My love, I feel you

because the bus is crowded

crowded, crowded

crowded for Magdalena

'cause I live by Magdalena

but I die for Susana.

Susana, Susana...

fix your mistakes

because the sun is setting

but the Dollar is rising.

I'm not very handsome

but I'm a good plumber

I work very hard

I'm the best with the wrench

If I get in, If I get in

if this “chest gets in to college

I'll leave the wrench

and I'll marry you

Marry, marry...

Have I possibly hurt you?

Why do you behave like that...

...and treat me like this?

Negra, Negrita

Negra, your mom's...

Negra, I'm not insulting you.

I know you understand me

Wicho, Wicho

Wicho motherfucker

in your mother's car

where you laughed at me.

Play, play

play now hard to get

when you're very attentive

I realize, I'm not short-sighted.

Short-sighted

I'll have a throat surgery

that's why I sing to you

I sing very gracefully.

Thank you, thank you

thanks a lot.

Thank you, thank you

thanks a lot, my Negra.

Hey, Negra

I think Pedro and Javi are queer.

"Another day comes and goes

and you can see how long this

endless lie

will last.

Don't you trust in me.

I'll care for you.

I'll show you

that I can fight.

I have no money, but love.

You'll soon see me wake up.

Tell him I will fight

tell him I will win

tell him I got your love

tell him my youth

is for you only.

For your love

for your love

for your love

for your love.