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Pineapple juice.

Hey, is that Epigmenio Cruz?

Yes, it is.

Tomas.

Hello, Epigmenio.

Sorry to disturb you.

I'm Tomas Ruiz...

and I come from Veracruz...

and I want you to sign this for me.

Is it true you once made Bob Dylan cry?

Who the f*** are you

and what the f***

are you doing in my house?

I'm sorry we came unannounced.

This is my brother Tomas.

I'm Federico.

This is Santos, and Ana.

We came...

because my brother and I

listened lo you all the time.

Because I haven't slept in months

or left my house

until Tomas came.

Bu! I want to tell you -

The thing is -

Look, this cassette was my dad's.

He showed I! to me many years ago.

He's not with us anymore.

It's your music.

Al first, I didn't understand any of it,

but now I understand.

I understand what you're saying.

I understand what my dad understood.

That you run into a lot of a**holes

in life who don'! get it,

who don't know what lies behind things.

A sordid world, you know.

But no matter what happens,

if you have that...

if you can see what's behind things...

the only thing they can't take away

from you is that feeling.

You wrote it.

You said, "That feeling".

Now I know what feeling

you were talking about.

Dad used to say, "If the world is

a train station and people passengers,

the poets aren't the ones

who come and go

but those who stay at the station

watching the trains go."

That's why Dad cried

whenever he heard your broken voice.

Because you are the kind

who watches the trains departing.

Please.

Is he dead?

He's asleep.

What were you going to tell me at the zoo?

- I just remembered.

- What?

Where are we?

In Mexico City.

Ana, where are you going?

Sombra, where are you going?

Fede!

Fede!

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