Okupas (2000): Season 1, Episode 7 - Paranoia - full transcript
Nine hundred and twenty…
- Out!
One, two, three, four…
Hey, who did live here before?
Come on!
Motherfuckers!
Do you know what a
commandment is?
No fuss, no drugs, and you don't let anyone,
absolutely no one here.
- Don't worry.
- Okay?
Well, here we are.
The day they'll start a corridor
in all Corrientes,
from 9 de Julio, this corridor,
up to...up to Once,
it's gonna be great.
Didn't you leave a lock here?
Is everything okay?
- No, no. It's a just bit hard.
- It must be stuck, you know?
It looks stuck, but from the inside, right?
Why don't we come here back later?
I'll call a locksmith and see what
we can do.
Could have someone got inside?
We should've left someone inside, right?
Until the last minute.
Is there anyone there?
How do you do, friend?
How are you, friend?
Who are you?
That's what I've been asking myself
for a long time now.
Don't play dumb, your face is already telling.
Why are you yelling, mister Eduardo?
Do you know this guy?
No, I don't. I don't know him.
What do you need, sir?
Who the fuck knows you, motherfucker?
We're not gonna mess with each one's
personal lives now, right?
Could you tell me how did you get
up there, fucking nigger?
The "fucking" part is fine.
But there's no way I'm allowing
the "nigger" thing, okay?
What's up, Peralta?
Rent issues again?
No, there's no problem.
We earn our salary coin by coin.
- Of course.
- We've payed it all.
What's that, "coin by coin"?
Or has this man drunken all the way?
- Hey!
- It's not the first time.
Watch your mouth, okay?
'Cause there's no teetotaler in you.
No. And the man who doesn't know
how to drink, doesn't know how to live.
We agree on that.
That's why I'll propose a toast.
Yeah...I'm calling the police.
Send them my greetings, sir Alvarado.
Avenida de los Incas 2445. Nice place.
Miss Clara.
Why don't you remember your brother
of our deal?
What deal?
The one we signed at your office,
Uriarte 2250.
How do these guys know everything?
Excuse me, but I'd rather go.
I don't know, I ask you.
Wait, Linares. We'll talk later.
- Wait.
- I don't think it's appropriate.
Give me two minutes.
You stop right there!
- Do you want it or not?
- Calm down! Why do you speak to me like that?
No…I'm sorry.
You're right, you're right.
You're right.
I call you, I call you...home.
- I'm sorry, okay?
- Motherfucker!
- Hold on, I'll call the police.
- Take that!
There it is.
Fuck!
Fucking niggers, motherfuckers!
Amen.
Hello. Yes, line 14?
Look, I've got a problem with
illegal occupation, sir.
No, it's not an usurped house.
It's being usurped right now.
- Eduardo, cut.
- What's the matter?
It's Ricardo.
Is he there at the window?
Why don't you come down, fucking
faggot, and show your face?
Come to the window!
Show your face, man!
- Who's your "man", motherfucker?
- Come down.
"Come down" what, fucking clown?
- Faggot!
- Son of a bitch!
You're gonna remember your family.
You know where you're gonna stick it, right?
Go away!
Suck my dick, son of a bitch!
Welcome to the club!
- The girl's bedroom.
- It could be.
- Well.
- See, my friend?
If you had let us in in the first place,
everything would've been like this,
much more harmonious,
with an almost warm...familiar vibe.
Don't fuck with me, I'm watching you,
Peralta.
- In what sense do you say that?
- In the figurative sense.
And bring more bricks to seal
this well.
What's the hurry? Do you wanna
finish it right now?
I can personally take care of the job,
tomorrow.
If you take care of it tomorrow,
the next day you'll be sleeping in
my house, so do it today.
No way. The deal, the pact
we did was because of this room.
We're gonna respect that deal,
because we keep our word, okay?
We do. We've always gave our word
and kept it by now.
Keeping your word.
I think that's great.
Keeping your word.
Of course.
There's gotta be
a hidden treasure somewhere here.
Give me this one! It's for me!
What is this?
Could they be bonuses people payed?
- A drinker and a xeneixe [Boca fan].
- Send me Ezequiel.
- Huh?
- Who is it, man?
- Ezequiel.
- Eze!
Come here, Eze.
- No Bochini, no Bochini.
- Hey, fucking xeneixe!
Take these one for me, Independiente.
You win wine cups, man.
Be useful, all of you.
- Shut up, xeneixe.
- You're an android.
Cups of wine, that's what you had last night.
- Look at how you're lining the bricks up.
- Fuck off.
- All crooked.
Come and do it yourself.
You put them. That's why you're here.
How's the bitter part of the house
doing, huh? Everything okay?
Hey, aren't you doing too much for
what they give you?
I think that it's better to have "them",
as you say, as allies, Pollo. I'd not
expect that from you.
- You're pure brains, aren't you?
- Right?
And this is just the beginning, Pollín.
Now, I don't understand.
You've got this story with all these guys
and then you go around throwing eggs.
Well, what's the problem?
Did my cousins see me? It's okay.
That's the problem, your cousins saw you.
I couldn't help it, what do you want
me to say.
Now they know it's us.
Well, I enjoyed it, okay?
What's the big deal?
- Oh yeah, you enjoyed it?
- A lot.
- I hope you did.
- Yes.
- Yeah, of course.
- Why do you say that?
Because now there's gonna be an edict
in two weeks.
No, sir. That's not gonna happen.
- Oh, no?
- No.
How do you know it's not gonna happen?
Do you know that much?
Well, I know it 'cause the law is on our side.
Are you sure this is the place?
- I'm coming.
- Peralta!
- Doctor.
- How are you doing?
- How do you do?
What is it? Is there any problem?
No, there's no problem.
There hasn't been any complaints
until now, doctor.
But there will not be any.
I'm with some friends of mine
who need your help, sir.
Hmm.
Alright. Here it is.
Hmm, Hugo García.
Huh?
You rented the house to Hugo García.
Who's that?
It doesn't matter.
What matters is that you did it
in good faith.
I don't understand.
Okay.
Let me explain myself.
You needed a house.
Well, that García had it.
You rented it thinking he was
the owner.
Well, if someone wants to kick you out,
will have to find García first.
- Yeah, won't they find him, huh?
- They'll have a hard time finding him.
Well, I just wanna tell you that
all of this is legal, okay?
Court fees, seals, everything.
How much does legality cost?
300 pesos.
In advance.
15,51.
Mine.
This is gonna be a lovely dish.
Why is that?
Some eat, the other's asses itch.
64,80.
We're not getting anywhere with that.
Here you are. I've got some.
Oh, okay. It's okay now, right?
Let's go to the point, guys.
There's this job with Peralta, right?
- Huh? Does anyone go with me?
- What is it?
I don't really know, but it pays the day.
Yeah but, what is it? Hookers are paid
the day too, you know.
Yeah, well, they're not gonna pay
for your dirty ass, don't worry.
I don't know, man. You think about it.
Your problem.
- Our problem?
- Yeah, I've got a job.
- You got a job?
- Yeah.
- And the money?
- There.
- This?
- That.
- What, they pay you in installments?
- Well, man.
People, you know, is short on cash.
Also, there's a lot owning me money.
Besides, there are others that lend
much less than I do, you know?
What are you talking about?
What I'm talking about?
You know what's the problem here?
That some take too much and don't
lend a single coin.
Shut up, Walter.
You mean me, by that?
Oh no, I mean Severino.
Here, everyone does what they can.
Keep defending him, and it won't
do any good.
Cut it out, Walter.
Let him speak, let him speak.
Have you...have you got something
to say?
You can't go around like that...
speculating, you know?
Making people pity you.
You can't.
Making people pity me?
Who does pity me, dumbass?
I don't know.
There's ill-minded people,
who may think...that you get
everything from above.
You know what? You're gonna get…
- Hold on, hold on, hold on!
- Asshole!
- Hold on, hold on.
- You're crazy.
And I'm doing you a favour.
- Wake up, kid.
- Walter!
I'm gonna wake you up, man.
Shut up.
Well, about the job, I think that…
yeah, the more we go, the more
money we'll get.
I'm going.
Walter?
- I can't hear you, Walter.
- Yeah.
- Pollín?
- No.
How's that?
I'm gonna search elsewhere.
- Hello, good morning.
- Good morning.
What is this?
Go ahead, keep driving,
everything's alright.
Wait. Calm down. I don't have
anything.
What are you doing?
I had to talk to you.
Wait, do you know each other?
- Yes.
- Man.
Asshole!
I had my balls in my throat!
Look, man, watch your mouth,
the trip's not over, okay?
So go ahead, come on.
How dare you come to see me?
You're offended now?
You fucked me, then you throwed
eggs at me…
- What's wrong with you?
- I fucked you?
You fucked me and left me on the
street like a dog.
Oh, poor thing…
It sounds like a TV soap.
Look, girl. I don't know what's wrong
with you,
but it's not my fault everything is
so shitty.
What are you talking about?
I don't know.
I came to talk about something else
and now I'm talking about whatever else.
- What I wanted was...
- What?
Did you see...
yesterday, when you were down there?
Yeah.
- What?
- Well, I didn't throw any any eggs.
And, well…
I don't know, I...
I was looking at you and…
I don't know.
I remembered your smell.
I'm sorry, could you please tell me
where we're going?
Take us to a hotel.
- Yeah!
- Perfect darkness!
- Watch your heads!
♪ Down in Asunción,
people come, people go. ♪
♪ The drum's calling,
let's dance. ♪
He looks like shit. Horacio Guaraní!
Where do we go?
North, definitely. Straight to the North.
Where?
By Libertador, up to the river.
Where Ricardo, the shitty, used to live.
His parents' house.
- "Ricardo, the shitty"?
- Ricardo, the shitty.
- Look at those beautiful haunches, love.
- Oh!
I wished I was 20 years again
to be here in Buenos Aires!
Monkey lipped bitch! I mean...
beautiful brunette!
That's a real compliment.
What do those "porteñitos" know?
- Hey!
- It's a way of saying.
- Again. See you.
- How much do you make in a day?
15, 20 bucks a day?
Oh, man! I'm gonna get into this.
- Well, yeah.
- "Half pipe".
- Now, look…
- What…? Whoah!
The "half pipe" thing was with all
due respect, okay?
No. It wasn't my dad's fault,
but the turkish man's, who came in.
Well, you can imagine.
The turkish came to charge him and
my dad had to leave me there.
- What do you think?
Hey!
Hey! Tell him…
Could you tell him to stop?
Excuse me, Morales.
- One second.
- Where are you going?
I'm buying my sister a present.
- How much for the markers, sir?
- 2 pesos.
- 2 pesos?
- Yes.
Hey!
Yes, it's a promo.
2 pesos, a promo.
Old thief, Alderete!
- Come on, give me one.
- It's a promo.
- Bye, thief. Bye, see you.
- Goodbye, Alderete!
- Alderete.
- Goodbye, friend.
Bye! What happened to PAMI?
Alderete.
For my little sister.
It's a good present.
Have we got cigarrettes?
What's left for us without them?
Oh, I don't know. I'm trying to quit.
Smoking?
Yeah.
It comes with the flipped one.
What's the flipped one?
- You don't know?
- No.
Find out.
Hello.
Oh, yeah. What time is it?
Shit.
I'm late. Where are you?
No, I'm nearby. I'm coming, okay?
Love you. Bye.
I gotta go.
It'll take me one second.
-Where are you going?
- Just one semaphore.
- How long is it gonna take you?
- It's just two minutes.
- Two minutes?
- One semaphore.
- Don't be late.
- One semaphore, just one.
- We haven't got all day.
- One semaphore.
Hurry.
- Hello.
- Hello, Patri.
- Do you want me to go?
- Um, no. Look, it's open.
But, could you tell Gaby to come
down?
Um, someone left an envelope for you.
Do you want me to give it to you?
An envelope? Um, yeah, okay.
Tell her to bring it.
- Okay.
-Thanks.
- You're welcome.
- Bye.
I'm coming.
Hello.
Hello, Héctor.
- Héctor.
Héctor's not here, ma'am.
Hi, so who was
the one talking down there?
How do you do, brainless?
- Hey!
- How are you?
- How are you?
- Fine, and you?
- Fine?
- Here. They left an envelope for you.
Yeah.
It's your ID.
Who's that Pablo?
What's the matter?
Who gave you this?
I don't know, I can't remember.
- Did you see anyone or not?
- Stop it! You're hurting me.
Who got this? Did Patricia got it?
I can't remember.
I think it was the doorman.
On behalf of that Pablo.
Go upstairs.
Go.
Doing the shopping, like this,
we're not getting anywhere.
You'll have to go on your own.
- What?
- Huh?
I've got a problem with my sister.
You're an asshole, man.
You brought me here to join you
and now you've left me dead.
Are you...? Have you got a lot to discuss?
I don't have the time, okay?
Weren't we going to work together?
Put the engine on! We haven't got all
day, you understand?
- Come here, fucker, come here!
- Faggot!
- Hi, sweetie.
- How are you, fine?
- Fine.
- What are you doing, Peralta?
- Here we are, boss.
You'll tell us how things are here, right?
Tell some to go there
and start unloading the trucks.
The rest, grab the tools,
go to the back and start shoveling.
A tool for each one, fellas.
We're on our way.
That's how you're gonna work?
- Go, start…
- Is there anything easier to do?
I'm gonna tell you now.
Come on, fellas. Work. Come on.
Come on!
Work!
Work!
Hurry up, this has to be done
by the end of the day.
Chiqui, tell that moron to move his ass.
Come on, man!
Yeah, yeah. I'm working.
- Come on, work, asshole.
- Okay. I'm going to.
Is that retard kidding me?
Man, they're not gonna pay us.
- Come on, man
- Watch out.
Hey!
Have you got a cigarrette?
Yeah.
The flipped one?
The flipped one.
Here's your part.
Is this some kind of joke?
What did you expect?
What I'm supposed to do with
this chicken?
- Turkey, kid.
- I don't give a fuck.
My house is not a zoo.
Then you'll leave empty handed.
No way.
- That's our ways.
- I don't give a fuck about your ways.
I know my ways.
He's got nice eyes, right?
That turkey's going straight to the pan,
I'm warning you.
- If you touch it, I kill you.
Oh, now you're in love, asshole?
- The half percent of it is mine.
- And the other half, mine.
I don't want to make fuss.
But, according to what you did,
I think 70% for you and 30%
for you would be fair.
That's true.
What's the matter? Come here.
Come here, shit…
Gotcha, Ricardo!
- What are you doing?
- El Negro Pablo, man.
- What?
- The door was open, right?
What has Negro Pablo have
to do with it?
What's that?
Who are you?
Did Negro Pablo send you, asshole?
I asked you who you were, man.
Put the gun down.
Put down what?
When I ask, you answer, got it?
Come on, come in.
Why don't you tell him to come out?
Why can't he come out? Show your face!
Tell him to calm down or I'll shoot
his arm.
Easy, I'll do this.
Man, could you put the gun down?
You wanna talk? You wanna know who we are?
Put the gun down and let's talk.
Look, we're not armed.
Put it down.
Come on, talk.
- This house is ours.
- Oh, yeah? Since when?
It's ours, man.
What's the matter with him?
He's a little nervous.
Well, tell him to calm down 'cause
I'm nervous too.
Don't worry, it's okay.
What are you doing here?
This room is mine, man.
Come, fellas.
Help me, that way, man.
That's it.
Look.
Look.
Is this my room or not?
I missed you so much.
Boom!
I've got her little sister too, huh?
- Come, Pollo.
- Boom!
I'll be upstairs. Come.
What's wrong with him?
He's still nervous.
Tell him to relax.
This guy is not staying here, that's it.
Listen, Ricardo.
The guy proved you that he lived here.
You can't just ikck him out like that.
Okay. He lived here. Now we're
living here.
It's a matter of codes.
I don't have to explain it.
Those codes again? Oh, I'm sick of
codes!
We set the codes here, Pollo.
I'd not expect it from you, huh?
We decide who comes in and out of
here, right?
No.
Also, it could be convenient for you
to have him here.
You've got to think.
What good is that dumbass gonna
do to me?
Negro Pablo's looking for you.
Sooner or later, he'll find you.
-What do you want me to say?
- But he hasn't got this address.
Don't be stupid, "address".
He's filing you.
"Filing me"?
Yeah, filing you, man.
He's just letting you walk.
Nothing else. I know him.
Well, now that you've told me,
I've got no worries, huh?
- No.
- Fuck!
I'm just saying how things are.
Fuck...! And how are things?
What you did is nameless.
It wasn't that bad.
It was to him. You either wait for
him armed or leave.
Well...
Well, I… I'm not leaving, okay?
Not Negro Pablo or Rubio Mongo
Aurelio are gonna get me out of here.
Okay?
What you did was worse
than shooting him.
You seem more concerned
about what I did than about
what he did to me.
What's wrong with you?
Are you stupid?
Or what is it, man?
Are you playing me, to keep
the house?
You and your house…
can go fuck yourselves!
Go! You go and fuck yourself, asshole!
Why don't you come here and say
it, fucking faggot?
Motherfucker!
Is this how you fix things, mole,
fucking nigger?
What are you gonna do, nigger?
What are you gonna do, fucker?
Stop it, stop it, fellas!
What are you doing? Stop it!
Come on, cut it out, okay?
- Hey, man! Don't…
Come on, stop it. Grown ups, man.
Man, those who fight will be
devoured by those from the outside.
I'm not from the outside, okay?
Man, did you really thought the guy
sent me?
- Pablo sent you.
Look, I think that nigger friend
of you is right, man.
You do it, or he does it.
You've got no choice.
That's the way it is.
You gotta work yourself out, man.
You know what happens, kid?
You're lazy.
You're lazy, okay?
You… you went and beated him.
You didn't shoot him or anything.
You're lazy, that's it.
I wouldn't sleep like that.
Maybe, he doesn't wanna shoot me.
Maybe he just wants to beat me up
again. I don't know.
If you did to me what you did to him,
I'd want to shoot you.
Then you're a rat, like him.
You're a rat.
And also, you're scared, man.
Go and shoot him, man.
Stop fucking around, okay?
That's the way it is.
I'm not a hitman.
I'm not shooting anyone.
If he wants to come here…
well, yeah, then I'll shoot him.
But I won't look for anyone, man.
He's gonna come here and shoot you
before you, man, grab a gun, or do
anything else.
How the fuck does he know I'm here?
How can he know?
Hey, I don't know, man. I can see that
the dude's watching you, okay?
You're scared.
Why are you scared?
Do you feel something? No.
Why are we talking about it?
Something's haunting you, right?
Yeah.
I'm not a hitman.
Well, man.
Hitman or meat. You choose.
Hello.
Good morning.
- Well, well, well.
Meet your new home. Go, go.
- Hey.
- What?
- What's that?
- What's "that"?
Respect, man. It's the fruit of
our work.
Work?
"We plow", the ant said.
Oh, you're one of a kind, man.
You work to make some money
and end up bringing someone else to feed.
Are you stupid?
You're one of a kind.
Did you see me working?
- Who's this?
- Miguel, he's a friend.
He's staying for some days.
- Oh, yeah? You don't say.
- Yeah, I say.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- With whose permission?
- Mine.
Your permission?
We said that if we all lived here...
we were gonna decide things
"deliberately".
Who are you?
He's gonna lend money.
Don't worry.
I tell you, no problem.
- Enjoy yourself, man. Enjoy it…
- Miguel.
- Walter, man.
Hey, Pollito, where is he?
Pollo doesn't live here anymore.
How's that?
Are you all nuts, man?
Huh? I'm gone for two hours,
working,
and when I come back this is
a fucking mess, huh?
Chiqui.
Chiqui, what are you doing? Chiqui!
- Chiqui, what have you done?
- Walter.
I did it the way he would suffer less,
I guarantee that.
Son of a bitch!
I told you not to kill it!
- Stop it!
- Get your hands off me!
Son of a bitch, I told you to leave him alone!
Get your hands off, man!
I'm fucking leaving, okay?
Son of a bitch!
It's the law of the strongest.
He said it, not me.
Hey, this is good, man.
That rolinga's missing it, man,
he's a chicken.
Hmmm. A chicken.
It's okay, killing to eat.
Also, to not get killed, right?
Exactly. That's how things are.
The other day, I swear, I
was defending the law…
of nature.
- Hmm.
- It's well known.
And now he comes and falls in love
with a turkey.
It's truly…
it's pathetic.
Nature. Nature's crazy, right, man?
Look, big man.
- Chiqui.
- Such a babe.
Is she your daughter?
-Yes.
- She's cute.
She's beautiful.
Where is she?
I don't know, man.
She was here when I left.
- When I came back, you were there.
- I see.
Are you gonna help me work myself
out or not?
Give me some light.
What is this?
An emergency exit.
Come.
- Come here.
- This house is amazing, man.
Where's the paddle court?
Here. Here's where I play paddle.
Look. I play everything in here.
Let's give our friend some light.
Well, look, Ricardito.
There are two theories, okay?
The heart one, or the head one.
Dummies usually prefer the heart,
but I like the head more.
So, where are you gonna shoot him?
In the head.
So you stand here,
look at him carefully,
eyes wide open, you aim, and…
pull the trigger.
Hey! What was for, man?
In the balls, for "the boss".
Well!
Hey.
Is it difficult to rob someone?
This beer truly couldn't be hotter, huh?
Come on, man, come on.
Wait, man, easy. Look at this
beautiful night.
And you, so nervous.
Here, we're relaxed.
We chat.
Fuck! No gas. Just fucking hot.
Look, see that guy down the road?
That's your spot.
Isn't there any other?
What?
Another one. He's a bear.
Look, listen to me, man.
This guy is a moron and morons
have no age, no size, nothing.
He's a dumbass, you rob him and that's it.
Get it? Take the gun.
Grab it, grab it, put it behind you.
Don't let anyone see you.
You relax, okay?
Go and talk, don't let him talk.
Remember what I said, and that's it.
Okay?
Easy. Don't choke, okay?
- You're a nice guy, aren't you?
- Yeah, could it be, right?
Man!
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- Out!
One, two, three, four…
Hey, who did live here before?
Come on!
Motherfuckers!
Do you know what a
commandment is?
No fuss, no drugs, and you don't let anyone,
absolutely no one here.
- Don't worry.
- Okay?
Well, here we are.
The day they'll start a corridor
in all Corrientes,
from 9 de Julio, this corridor,
up to...up to Once,
it's gonna be great.
Didn't you leave a lock here?
Is everything okay?
- No, no. It's a just bit hard.
- It must be stuck, you know?
It looks stuck, but from the inside, right?
Why don't we come here back later?
I'll call a locksmith and see what
we can do.
Could have someone got inside?
We should've left someone inside, right?
Until the last minute.
Is there anyone there?
How do you do, friend?
How are you, friend?
Who are you?
That's what I've been asking myself
for a long time now.
Don't play dumb, your face is already telling.
Why are you yelling, mister Eduardo?
Do you know this guy?
No, I don't. I don't know him.
What do you need, sir?
Who the fuck knows you, motherfucker?
We're not gonna mess with each one's
personal lives now, right?
Could you tell me how did you get
up there, fucking nigger?
The "fucking" part is fine.
But there's no way I'm allowing
the "nigger" thing, okay?
What's up, Peralta?
Rent issues again?
No, there's no problem.
We earn our salary coin by coin.
- Of course.
- We've payed it all.
What's that, "coin by coin"?
Or has this man drunken all the way?
- Hey!
- It's not the first time.
Watch your mouth, okay?
'Cause there's no teetotaler in you.
No. And the man who doesn't know
how to drink, doesn't know how to live.
We agree on that.
That's why I'll propose a toast.
Yeah...I'm calling the police.
Send them my greetings, sir Alvarado.
Avenida de los Incas 2445. Nice place.
Miss Clara.
Why don't you remember your brother
of our deal?
What deal?
The one we signed at your office,
Uriarte 2250.
How do these guys know everything?
Excuse me, but I'd rather go.
I don't know, I ask you.
Wait, Linares. We'll talk later.
- Wait.
- I don't think it's appropriate.
Give me two minutes.
You stop right there!
- Do you want it or not?
- Calm down! Why do you speak to me like that?
No…I'm sorry.
You're right, you're right.
You're right.
I call you, I call you...home.
- I'm sorry, okay?
- Motherfucker!
- Hold on, I'll call the police.
- Take that!
There it is.
Fuck!
Fucking niggers, motherfuckers!
Amen.
Hello. Yes, line 14?
Look, I've got a problem with
illegal occupation, sir.
No, it's not an usurped house.
It's being usurped right now.
- Eduardo, cut.
- What's the matter?
It's Ricardo.
Is he there at the window?
Why don't you come down, fucking
faggot, and show your face?
Come to the window!
Show your face, man!
- Who's your "man", motherfucker?
- Come down.
"Come down" what, fucking clown?
- Faggot!
- Son of a bitch!
You're gonna remember your family.
You know where you're gonna stick it, right?
Go away!
Suck my dick, son of a bitch!
Welcome to the club!
- The girl's bedroom.
- It could be.
- Well.
- See, my friend?
If you had let us in in the first place,
everything would've been like this,
much more harmonious,
with an almost warm...familiar vibe.
Don't fuck with me, I'm watching you,
Peralta.
- In what sense do you say that?
- In the figurative sense.
And bring more bricks to seal
this well.
What's the hurry? Do you wanna
finish it right now?
I can personally take care of the job,
tomorrow.
If you take care of it tomorrow,
the next day you'll be sleeping in
my house, so do it today.
No way. The deal, the pact
we did was because of this room.
We're gonna respect that deal,
because we keep our word, okay?
We do. We've always gave our word
and kept it by now.
Keeping your word.
I think that's great.
Keeping your word.
Of course.
There's gotta be
a hidden treasure somewhere here.
Give me this one! It's for me!
What is this?
Could they be bonuses people payed?
- A drinker and a xeneixe [Boca fan].
- Send me Ezequiel.
- Huh?
- Who is it, man?
- Ezequiel.
- Eze!
Come here, Eze.
- No Bochini, no Bochini.
- Hey, fucking xeneixe!
Take these one for me, Independiente.
You win wine cups, man.
Be useful, all of you.
- Shut up, xeneixe.
- You're an android.
Cups of wine, that's what you had last night.
- Look at how you're lining the bricks up.
- Fuck off.
- All crooked.
Come and do it yourself.
You put them. That's why you're here.
How's the bitter part of the house
doing, huh? Everything okay?
Hey, aren't you doing too much for
what they give you?
I think that it's better to have "them",
as you say, as allies, Pollo. I'd not
expect that from you.
- You're pure brains, aren't you?
- Right?
And this is just the beginning, Pollín.
Now, I don't understand.
You've got this story with all these guys
and then you go around throwing eggs.
Well, what's the problem?
Did my cousins see me? It's okay.
That's the problem, your cousins saw you.
I couldn't help it, what do you want
me to say.
Now they know it's us.
Well, I enjoyed it, okay?
What's the big deal?
- Oh yeah, you enjoyed it?
- A lot.
- I hope you did.
- Yes.
- Yeah, of course.
- Why do you say that?
Because now there's gonna be an edict
in two weeks.
No, sir. That's not gonna happen.
- Oh, no?
- No.
How do you know it's not gonna happen?
Do you know that much?
Well, I know it 'cause the law is on our side.
Are you sure this is the place?
- I'm coming.
- Peralta!
- Doctor.
- How are you doing?
- How do you do?
What is it? Is there any problem?
No, there's no problem.
There hasn't been any complaints
until now, doctor.
But there will not be any.
I'm with some friends of mine
who need your help, sir.
Hmm.
Alright. Here it is.
Hmm, Hugo García.
Huh?
You rented the house to Hugo García.
Who's that?
It doesn't matter.
What matters is that you did it
in good faith.
I don't understand.
Okay.
Let me explain myself.
You needed a house.
Well, that García had it.
You rented it thinking he was
the owner.
Well, if someone wants to kick you out,
will have to find García first.
- Yeah, won't they find him, huh?
- They'll have a hard time finding him.
Well, I just wanna tell you that
all of this is legal, okay?
Court fees, seals, everything.
How much does legality cost?
300 pesos.
In advance.
15,51.
Mine.
This is gonna be a lovely dish.
Why is that?
Some eat, the other's asses itch.
64,80.
We're not getting anywhere with that.
Here you are. I've got some.
Oh, okay. It's okay now, right?
Let's go to the point, guys.
There's this job with Peralta, right?
- Huh? Does anyone go with me?
- What is it?
I don't really know, but it pays the day.
Yeah but, what is it? Hookers are paid
the day too, you know.
Yeah, well, they're not gonna pay
for your dirty ass, don't worry.
I don't know, man. You think about it.
Your problem.
- Our problem?
- Yeah, I've got a job.
- You got a job?
- Yeah.
- And the money?
- There.
- This?
- That.
- What, they pay you in installments?
- Well, man.
People, you know, is short on cash.
Also, there's a lot owning me money.
Besides, there are others that lend
much less than I do, you know?
What are you talking about?
What I'm talking about?
You know what's the problem here?
That some take too much and don't
lend a single coin.
Shut up, Walter.
You mean me, by that?
Oh no, I mean Severino.
Here, everyone does what they can.
Keep defending him, and it won't
do any good.
Cut it out, Walter.
Let him speak, let him speak.
Have you...have you got something
to say?
You can't go around like that...
speculating, you know?
Making people pity you.
You can't.
Making people pity me?
Who does pity me, dumbass?
I don't know.
There's ill-minded people,
who may think...that you get
everything from above.
You know what? You're gonna get…
- Hold on, hold on, hold on!
- Asshole!
- Hold on, hold on.
- You're crazy.
And I'm doing you a favour.
- Wake up, kid.
- Walter!
I'm gonna wake you up, man.
Shut up.
Well, about the job, I think that…
yeah, the more we go, the more
money we'll get.
I'm going.
Walter?
- I can't hear you, Walter.
- Yeah.
- Pollín?
- No.
How's that?
I'm gonna search elsewhere.
- Hello, good morning.
- Good morning.
What is this?
Go ahead, keep driving,
everything's alright.
Wait. Calm down. I don't have
anything.
What are you doing?
I had to talk to you.
Wait, do you know each other?
- Yes.
- Man.
Asshole!
I had my balls in my throat!
Look, man, watch your mouth,
the trip's not over, okay?
So go ahead, come on.
How dare you come to see me?
You're offended now?
You fucked me, then you throwed
eggs at me…
- What's wrong with you?
- I fucked you?
You fucked me and left me on the
street like a dog.
Oh, poor thing…
It sounds like a TV soap.
Look, girl. I don't know what's wrong
with you,
but it's not my fault everything is
so shitty.
What are you talking about?
I don't know.
I came to talk about something else
and now I'm talking about whatever else.
- What I wanted was...
- What?
Did you see...
yesterday, when you were down there?
Yeah.
- What?
- Well, I didn't throw any any eggs.
And, well…
I don't know, I...
I was looking at you and…
I don't know.
I remembered your smell.
I'm sorry, could you please tell me
where we're going?
Take us to a hotel.
- Yeah!
- Perfect darkness!
- Watch your heads!
♪ Down in Asunción,
people come, people go. ♪
♪ The drum's calling,
let's dance. ♪
He looks like shit. Horacio Guaraní!
Where do we go?
North, definitely. Straight to the North.
Where?
By Libertador, up to the river.
Where Ricardo, the shitty, used to live.
His parents' house.
- "Ricardo, the shitty"?
- Ricardo, the shitty.
- Look at those beautiful haunches, love.
- Oh!
I wished I was 20 years again
to be here in Buenos Aires!
Monkey lipped bitch! I mean...
beautiful brunette!
That's a real compliment.
What do those "porteñitos" know?
- Hey!
- It's a way of saying.
- Again. See you.
- How much do you make in a day?
15, 20 bucks a day?
Oh, man! I'm gonna get into this.
- Well, yeah.
- "Half pipe".
- Now, look…
- What…? Whoah!
The "half pipe" thing was with all
due respect, okay?
No. It wasn't my dad's fault,
but the turkish man's, who came in.
Well, you can imagine.
The turkish came to charge him and
my dad had to leave me there.
- What do you think?
Hey!
Hey! Tell him…
Could you tell him to stop?
Excuse me, Morales.
- One second.
- Where are you going?
I'm buying my sister a present.
- How much for the markers, sir?
- 2 pesos.
- 2 pesos?
- Yes.
Hey!
Yes, it's a promo.
2 pesos, a promo.
Old thief, Alderete!
- Come on, give me one.
- It's a promo.
- Bye, thief. Bye, see you.
- Goodbye, Alderete!
- Alderete.
- Goodbye, friend.
Bye! What happened to PAMI?
Alderete.
For my little sister.
It's a good present.
Have we got cigarrettes?
What's left for us without them?
Oh, I don't know. I'm trying to quit.
Smoking?
Yeah.
It comes with the flipped one.
What's the flipped one?
- You don't know?
- No.
Find out.
Hello.
Oh, yeah. What time is it?
Shit.
I'm late. Where are you?
No, I'm nearby. I'm coming, okay?
Love you. Bye.
I gotta go.
It'll take me one second.
-Where are you going?
- Just one semaphore.
- How long is it gonna take you?
- It's just two minutes.
- Two minutes?
- One semaphore.
- Don't be late.
- One semaphore, just one.
- We haven't got all day.
- One semaphore.
Hurry.
- Hello.
- Hello, Patri.
- Do you want me to go?
- Um, no. Look, it's open.
But, could you tell Gaby to come
down?
Um, someone left an envelope for you.
Do you want me to give it to you?
An envelope? Um, yeah, okay.
Tell her to bring it.
- Okay.
-Thanks.
- You're welcome.
- Bye.
I'm coming.
Hello.
Hello, Héctor.
- Héctor.
Héctor's not here, ma'am.
Hi, so who was
the one talking down there?
How do you do, brainless?
- Hey!
- How are you?
- How are you?
- Fine, and you?
- Fine?
- Here. They left an envelope for you.
Yeah.
It's your ID.
Who's that Pablo?
What's the matter?
Who gave you this?
I don't know, I can't remember.
- Did you see anyone or not?
- Stop it! You're hurting me.
Who got this? Did Patricia got it?
I can't remember.
I think it was the doorman.
On behalf of that Pablo.
Go upstairs.
Go.
Doing the shopping, like this,
we're not getting anywhere.
You'll have to go on your own.
- What?
- Huh?
I've got a problem with my sister.
You're an asshole, man.
You brought me here to join you
and now you've left me dead.
Are you...? Have you got a lot to discuss?
I don't have the time, okay?
Weren't we going to work together?
Put the engine on! We haven't got all
day, you understand?
- Come here, fucker, come here!
- Faggot!
- Hi, sweetie.
- How are you, fine?
- Fine.
- What are you doing, Peralta?
- Here we are, boss.
You'll tell us how things are here, right?
Tell some to go there
and start unloading the trucks.
The rest, grab the tools,
go to the back and start shoveling.
A tool for each one, fellas.
We're on our way.
That's how you're gonna work?
- Go, start…
- Is there anything easier to do?
I'm gonna tell you now.
Come on, fellas. Work. Come on.
Come on!
Work!
Work!
Hurry up, this has to be done
by the end of the day.
Chiqui, tell that moron to move his ass.
Come on, man!
Yeah, yeah. I'm working.
- Come on, work, asshole.
- Okay. I'm going to.
Is that retard kidding me?
Man, they're not gonna pay us.
- Come on, man
- Watch out.
Hey!
Have you got a cigarrette?
Yeah.
The flipped one?
The flipped one.
Here's your part.
Is this some kind of joke?
What did you expect?
What I'm supposed to do with
this chicken?
- Turkey, kid.
- I don't give a fuck.
My house is not a zoo.
Then you'll leave empty handed.
No way.
- That's our ways.
- I don't give a fuck about your ways.
I know my ways.
He's got nice eyes, right?
That turkey's going straight to the pan,
I'm warning you.
- If you touch it, I kill you.
Oh, now you're in love, asshole?
- The half percent of it is mine.
- And the other half, mine.
I don't want to make fuss.
But, according to what you did,
I think 70% for you and 30%
for you would be fair.
That's true.
What's the matter? Come here.
Come here, shit…
Gotcha, Ricardo!
- What are you doing?
- El Negro Pablo, man.
- What?
- The door was open, right?
What has Negro Pablo have
to do with it?
What's that?
Who are you?
Did Negro Pablo send you, asshole?
I asked you who you were, man.
Put the gun down.
Put down what?
When I ask, you answer, got it?
Come on, come in.
Why don't you tell him to come out?
Why can't he come out? Show your face!
Tell him to calm down or I'll shoot
his arm.
Easy, I'll do this.
Man, could you put the gun down?
You wanna talk? You wanna know who we are?
Put the gun down and let's talk.
Look, we're not armed.
Put it down.
Come on, talk.
- This house is ours.
- Oh, yeah? Since when?
It's ours, man.
What's the matter with him?
He's a little nervous.
Well, tell him to calm down 'cause
I'm nervous too.
Don't worry, it's okay.
What are you doing here?
This room is mine, man.
Come, fellas.
Help me, that way, man.
That's it.
Look.
Look.
Is this my room or not?
I missed you so much.
Boom!
I've got her little sister too, huh?
- Come, Pollo.
- Boom!
I'll be upstairs. Come.
What's wrong with him?
He's still nervous.
Tell him to relax.
This guy is not staying here, that's it.
Listen, Ricardo.
The guy proved you that he lived here.
You can't just ikck him out like that.
Okay. He lived here. Now we're
living here.
It's a matter of codes.
I don't have to explain it.
Those codes again? Oh, I'm sick of
codes!
We set the codes here, Pollo.
I'd not expect it from you, huh?
We decide who comes in and out of
here, right?
No.
Also, it could be convenient for you
to have him here.
You've got to think.
What good is that dumbass gonna
do to me?
Negro Pablo's looking for you.
Sooner or later, he'll find you.
-What do you want me to say?
- But he hasn't got this address.
Don't be stupid, "address".
He's filing you.
"Filing me"?
Yeah, filing you, man.
He's just letting you walk.
Nothing else. I know him.
Well, now that you've told me,
I've got no worries, huh?
- No.
- Fuck!
I'm just saying how things are.
Fuck...! And how are things?
What you did is nameless.
It wasn't that bad.
It was to him. You either wait for
him armed or leave.
Well...
Well, I… I'm not leaving, okay?
Not Negro Pablo or Rubio Mongo
Aurelio are gonna get me out of here.
Okay?
What you did was worse
than shooting him.
You seem more concerned
about what I did than about
what he did to me.
What's wrong with you?
Are you stupid?
Or what is it, man?
Are you playing me, to keep
the house?
You and your house…
can go fuck yourselves!
Go! You go and fuck yourself, asshole!
Why don't you come here and say
it, fucking faggot?
Motherfucker!
Is this how you fix things, mole,
fucking nigger?
What are you gonna do, nigger?
What are you gonna do, fucker?
Stop it, stop it, fellas!
What are you doing? Stop it!
Come on, cut it out, okay?
- Hey, man! Don't…
Come on, stop it. Grown ups, man.
Man, those who fight will be
devoured by those from the outside.
I'm not from the outside, okay?
Man, did you really thought the guy
sent me?
- Pablo sent you.
Look, I think that nigger friend
of you is right, man.
You do it, or he does it.
You've got no choice.
That's the way it is.
You gotta work yourself out, man.
You know what happens, kid?
You're lazy.
You're lazy, okay?
You… you went and beated him.
You didn't shoot him or anything.
You're lazy, that's it.
I wouldn't sleep like that.
Maybe, he doesn't wanna shoot me.
Maybe he just wants to beat me up
again. I don't know.
If you did to me what you did to him,
I'd want to shoot you.
Then you're a rat, like him.
You're a rat.
And also, you're scared, man.
Go and shoot him, man.
Stop fucking around, okay?
That's the way it is.
I'm not a hitman.
I'm not shooting anyone.
If he wants to come here…
well, yeah, then I'll shoot him.
But I won't look for anyone, man.
He's gonna come here and shoot you
before you, man, grab a gun, or do
anything else.
How the fuck does he know I'm here?
How can he know?
Hey, I don't know, man. I can see that
the dude's watching you, okay?
You're scared.
Why are you scared?
Do you feel something? No.
Why are we talking about it?
Something's haunting you, right?
Yeah.
I'm not a hitman.
Well, man.
Hitman or meat. You choose.
Hello.
Good morning.
- Well, well, well.
Meet your new home. Go, go.
- Hey.
- What?
- What's that?
- What's "that"?
Respect, man. It's the fruit of
our work.
Work?
"We plow", the ant said.
Oh, you're one of a kind, man.
You work to make some money
and end up bringing someone else to feed.
Are you stupid?
You're one of a kind.
Did you see me working?
- Who's this?
- Miguel, he's a friend.
He's staying for some days.
- Oh, yeah? You don't say.
- Yeah, I say.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- With whose permission?
- Mine.
Your permission?
We said that if we all lived here...
we were gonna decide things
"deliberately".
Who are you?
He's gonna lend money.
Don't worry.
I tell you, no problem.
- Enjoy yourself, man. Enjoy it…
- Miguel.
- Walter, man.
Hey, Pollito, where is he?
Pollo doesn't live here anymore.
How's that?
Are you all nuts, man?
Huh? I'm gone for two hours,
working,
and when I come back this is
a fucking mess, huh?
Chiqui.
Chiqui, what are you doing? Chiqui!
- Chiqui, what have you done?
- Walter.
I did it the way he would suffer less,
I guarantee that.
Son of a bitch!
I told you not to kill it!
- Stop it!
- Get your hands off me!
Son of a bitch, I told you to leave him alone!
Get your hands off, man!
I'm fucking leaving, okay?
Son of a bitch!
It's the law of the strongest.
He said it, not me.
Hey, this is good, man.
That rolinga's missing it, man,
he's a chicken.
Hmmm. A chicken.
It's okay, killing to eat.
Also, to not get killed, right?
Exactly. That's how things are.
The other day, I swear, I
was defending the law…
of nature.
- Hmm.
- It's well known.
And now he comes and falls in love
with a turkey.
It's truly…
it's pathetic.
Nature. Nature's crazy, right, man?
Look, big man.
- Chiqui.
- Such a babe.
Is she your daughter?
-Yes.
- She's cute.
She's beautiful.
Where is she?
I don't know, man.
She was here when I left.
- When I came back, you were there.
- I see.
Are you gonna help me work myself
out or not?
Give me some light.
What is this?
An emergency exit.
Come.
- Come here.
- This house is amazing, man.
Where's the paddle court?
Here. Here's where I play paddle.
Look. I play everything in here.
Let's give our friend some light.
Well, look, Ricardito.
There are two theories, okay?
The heart one, or the head one.
Dummies usually prefer the heart,
but I like the head more.
So, where are you gonna shoot him?
In the head.
So you stand here,
look at him carefully,
eyes wide open, you aim, and…
pull the trigger.
Hey! What was for, man?
In the balls, for "the boss".
Well!
Hey.
Is it difficult to rob someone?
This beer truly couldn't be hotter, huh?
Come on, man, come on.
Wait, man, easy. Look at this
beautiful night.
And you, so nervous.
Here, we're relaxed.
We chat.
Fuck! No gas. Just fucking hot.
Look, see that guy down the road?
That's your spot.
Isn't there any other?
What?
Another one. He's a bear.
Look, listen to me, man.
This guy is a moron and morons
have no age, no size, nothing.
He's a dumbass, you rob him and that's it.
Get it? Take the gun.
Grab it, grab it, put it behind you.
Don't let anyone see you.
You relax, okay?
Go and talk, don't let him talk.
Remember what I said, and that's it.
Okay?
Easy. Don't choke, okay?
- You're a nice guy, aren't you?
- Yeah, could it be, right?
Man!
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