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You saw a weird tank?
Yeah, I have a drawing of it|in there.
If they brought huge ships all this way,|there must be a reason, right?
They'll do something.
Maybe...
Look, I don't mean to scare you,
but I overheard two cops talking|at a highway checkpoint
and it's been on my mind|ever since.
Maybe they're already doing something
but in a way that we don't realize.
I think...
Maybe they're invisible.
Maybe they can fit in among us|without us noticing.
But shouldn't we leave?
There are ships everywhere.
I think...
At least we're someplace|we can control.
Well, I think that's pretty lame.
They come here in flying devices|bigger than towns
and suddenly they're worried about|being noticed? It makes no sense.
What do you think then?|Let's hear it.
I think they're testing humans
to see what we're like,|how we react,
if we're intelligent,
if we're brave...|They're probably
watching us and all the people fleeing|are making fools of themselves
because there's no need.|I'll pass.
Then those of us staying home|are doing the right thing.
We'll get a prize.
You'll get a prize.
Carlos, help me with this.
- No, they're here to stalk us.|- I hope not.
Because our neighbor|has that covered.
- Carlos.|- I'm coming.
Get the peaches I brought,|they're tasty.
I put them in the fridge.
What?
What?
What's the problem?
What do you mean?
No, what's wrong with you?
Nothing's wrong with me.
What's with that face?
What's with what face?
Come on, I can tell.
You can tell what?
That you're jealous.
Jealous of what?
You can tell I'm jealous of what?
That you're into her|and you haven't screwed her.
Oh, yeah?
And why should I be jealous?
You know exactly why.|You must have heard us f***ing
or something.
Don't give me that look|like you didn't know.
You knew, stop pretending.
You didn't know?
Try to open this.
My hands are wet.
Let me see if I can...
We're short on food.|We can check
the neighbors' apartments.|I think the supermarket
out back stayed open.
In the worst case we can plant|something on the terrace.
What do you think, Angel?
Should we plant lettuce?
Maybe the spacemen|will give us diplomas.
Carlos...
Sh*t!
Damn.
- It's nothing.|- Are you sure?
Damn it!
I'm really sorry.|Does it hurt?
Next time aim the other way|and hold it tighter.
I can't stand that guy.
Sometimes I wish he'd f*** her to see|if he'd calm down and leave us alone.
Julia?
Hard to believe I thought|he was a snooty homo at first.
But you can totally tell|he's into Julia.
You can tell, you can tell...
Angel, nothing happened!|Don't make things up!
Nothing happened!
Thanks for dinner.|See you tomorrow.
I'm going to bed too.
Wake up!
Is it my turn?
No more turns. You're leaving.
Leaving? Why am I leaving?
How could you tell Angel that?|How dare you!
What did I tell him?
You know exactly what you told him.
No, I don't.
You and I never had sex, okay?
I know we didn't.|What are you talking about?
Hypocrite.
You're lecturing me on sincerity?|You of all people.
Where will I go?|It's cold.
Let me eat something first,|I'm hungry.
Here.
Really, Julia, I didn't say anything.
Maybe I said something|and he understood whatever he wanted.
Who cares anyway?
You don't know him.|He's lost his mind.
Well, he'll get over it.
Last night he said|if I don't tell him, he will.
Sh*t.
Come to my place if you want.
Wait, wait!
Just one thing and I'll leave.
But please, listen to me.
You win, a**hole!
Julio...
I went to the supermarket.
The one you said.
Why did you go by yourself?
Come in.
What the f*** are you doing?
- It doesn't fit.|- What doesn't?
Angel. He said he never left|his apartment,
but he knew your car was parked|in front of his, right?
Yeah, so what?
It turns out his car|is the one that isn't there.
You mean it was stolen?
Who'd steal that crate?|At least parked next to yours...
What are the chances everybody|would leave the building except him?
Telling us some crazy story|and watching us the whole time...
And the strangest thing...
What scares me the most...
What?
I swear to god I didn't tell him|anything about us.
What do you mean?
There's something strange about Angel,|we can't trust him
and I think Carlos should know|right away.
Julio! You didn't bring|an extension lead, did you?
What?
Did you see how he reacted|to what you said last night?
About them being among us?|He freaked out.
Okay, are you guys telling me|there's a chance
the Angel next door|isn't the Angel we know?
I don't know him at all,
but he seems very weird to me,|a troublemaker.
I don't know about you guys...
What did he say to you last night?
At dinner,
when you two were alone.
Before he took off all of a sudden.
He said something to you.|It's been troubling you ever since.
That you've been acting strangely.
That there's something odd|about you.
I said I didn't believe him,|of course.
That's why he took off like that.
Look, it's unlikely this Angel|is not the real Angel...
but we can't take any chances.
Hey, what's up?
Hi.
Did you take the peaches|with you last night?
No, I left them here.
I don't see them anywhere.
I didn't take them.
- Hi.|- Hi.
Are you calling me a liar?
What?
Are you calling me a liar?
Why would you lie to me?
I don't know, you tell me.
Carlos, I don't understand.
Why do you say|I'm acting strangely?
That's what you told Julia|when you were alone, right?
That I'm acting strangely.
Isn't that what he said?
Come here! Come here!
Grab him, Julio!
Julio!
Julio!
Grab him!
Grab him!
I've got him, I've got him!
Carlos, Carlos!|Listen to me!
Julia's cheating...
Let's see what this bastard|has to say for himself.
No!
I'm scared!
Isn't Julia kind of overreacting?
About what?
Not letting him talk and all that.
What's he gonna do, hypnotize us?
I don't know.
We could ask him why they're here,|what the f*** they're doing here...
That weird car Julia saw,|the one you drew...
Yeah.
Maybe he came in it|and he's got it parked somewhere.
- Don't you wanna see it?|- Yeah, sure I do.
If he could brainwash us,|he'd have done it by now.
Take off his gag.
Wait.
Come here.
Maybe it is the real Angel.
So?
If it's Angel,|he's bound to go back
and tell Julia I didn't listen to her|and let him talk.
I'm not gonna let that bastard|give me away.
Just untie his hands and feet|and let him go.
Angel, if you are Angel...|I hope you understand,
okay?
I suggest you go
to the shopping malls|to the north.
There were no people around.|You know the way, right?
If you're not Angel...
Don't!
Don't take off the gag!|Turn around and beat it!
You got that?
Hi.
Isn't it Carlos' turn?|It's early.
I couldn't sleep.
Yeah.
He took out the gun?
You got that, motherf***er?
Well?
There are no bullets,|it's just in case.
It's not even loaded.
I got it from a sporting goods store|on my way over here.
He showed it to you?
No, I saw it in his pants.
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