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-It's fine, Mom, go.

-No, but...

Leave us.

You think someone like him

should run errands?

Given Daro's strong personality?

And his background as well?

-Go, Mom, go.

-I don't see the issue.

I see. Smart of you.

So, you'll make my son run errands?

I believe

that you're not seeing the big picture.

May we speak a moment alone?

-Just a moment, in private.

-I don't understand.

No, no, no.

Daro, let's do this.

Think it through, then call me.

All right?

-What's wrong?

-I don't understand.

Look, Daro.

We want to help you.

It's for you, yes?

We believe that if you have a job

you'll fill your time

and it'll allow you...

to grow, too.

When your mother came

to my office...

-To the office?

-Yes.

I never went to your office.

I don't even know where it is.

I want to help you, Daro.

-Leave.

-I don't know what he means...

-Get out, go on.

-That's absurd.

-Get out, get out. Go.

-Completely absurd.

Didn't you hear him? Leave.

-Forgive me, Daro.

-Enough.

-It's done.

-Forgive me.

Go on, take your things.

Nice raincoat.

How much did it cost?

Did you buy it

with what we paid you?

Unbelievable.

Saying that I asked him.

There, there. Don't cry, don't cry.

-Mom, please...

-He's gone. It's over.

You don't need to get a job.

You must focus on your studies.

Wash your face. Come.

Come and wash your face.

-Let me wash you...

-No, Mom.

Some cool water.

Let me help you!

Let me help you!

POLICE STATION:

ISRAELI HOSPITAL

Take a seat.

In a few minutes,

we'll call you for the ultrasound.

Thanks, doctor.

Want to sit here?

-Does it hurt?

-No.

See something?

Yes.

Is it like a photograph?

Exactly.

What is it?

Nothing.

Well, there.

-That's the baby?

-Of course. Look there.

Six weeks old.

You see that little spot there?

That's the heart.

Is he a boy?

I don't know! There's still some time

before we can be sure.

Is the size right?

Is everything fine?

Yes, everything looks normal.

Now you must see an obstetrician.

He'll explain everything.

You feel calmer now?

All right.

I'll hand you some paper

to wipe yourself.

Thanks.

There you go.

I'll fetch the full report.

-All right, all right.

-Is that okay?

-Thanks.

-You're welcome.

There's more paper here.

-Patricio.

-Luciano

-Diego.

-Yes, Diego.

Gerardo?

Choose one we'll both like.

Nicols?

Yes, I like Nicols.

-You know which one's good?

-Which one?

Miguel.

-Miguel?

-Yes.

I like it. "Come here, Miguelito."

-An old man's name.

-No!

Yes.

Lucas.

Lucas?

"Lucas!"

-I like it. And you?

-Yes.

He moved!

That's not possible!

-He liked it...

-You hungry?

-I am.

-And you?

All right.

All right, I'll start cooking.

You've earned your bread.

-I adore you!

-Me too.

I love you.

-Come here.

-Wait.

Need help, Nora?

Yes, peel those carrots

and chop them, please.

The long cold nights

Without your love

Felt like an eternity

Loneliness had frozen my heart

Until the day I finally met you

And now I want to tell you

You're all I see

When I close my eyes

I want you to know

That the world makes no sense

If you're not around

Without your kisses,

I lose it

I stop breathing

And die slowly

Without your laughter,

The light in me fades

Come on!

Take this one...

Elena,

can you come on Saturday?

-We have to be present.

-What for?

A council vote.

We must pick a delegate,

spokesman, secretary, and so on.

I don't know much about that.

But it'd be nice if you come,

Elena, so we're many...

I'm Lena. Without the "e."

And after we could maybe go for a drink,

and have a beer...

You like dancing?

-Did you hear there's a new club?

-No.

-It's open some nights...

-I'll see if the truck is coming.

Nora?

Norita, where are you?

The guests are almost here.

"Everything's ready"?

No, I asked you to come tonight!

Get that box there. Take those.

Come on, Norita, please!

You know I can't do it.

I don't even know

where the napkins are!

Where are the napkins?

All right.

Bring her! Go on, bring her too!

She can sleep in Daro's room.

Good. Place all there, please,

or it looks bad.

Yes.

All right, take a cab.

Tell him to hurry.

He can take the highway,

or follow the river, wherever.

All right.

Yes, that was the bell.

Come on, hurry.

Look at this.

Isn't it fabulous?

Have a smoke.

Enjoy the party.

What a lovely piano, right?

It's a grand piano.

I believe it's an upright piano.

Upright, spinet, whatever Alberto.

Play, go on.

Let's see if it's tuned.

Just play!

It's tuned.

Meche's going to love

if you play something.

What's this?

Thank you, dear.

Sorry, how'd that go again?

The ending?

It's good, go on, go on.

Continue.

Play something fun, Alberto.

Honey, will you do me a favor?

Could you buy more ice?

We've run out.

-Now?

-Now.

Do you like the party?

It's a drag.

Why a drag?

You heard Alberto play?

-That's exactly why.

-You'll like it.

Give me money.

Take it from the safe.

Hurry back.

Mariachi's on its way.

-What? Why a mariachi?

-You'll love it!

Come, Daro.

Give me a hand with my daughter?

I know you're not involved, that's clear.

But it was still a crime,

however you put it.

You know

there's security cameras here.

Besides, we have Daro's testimony.

And you know my lawyers are the best.

Both girls will be arrested.

Hello, Lena!

Hello.

Is something wrong?

No, no.

Then get to work, please.

Yes, I'm on it.

Come back later, Daro.

Let us sleep.

What?

You want me to go for a stroll?

This neighborhood scares me.

Celeste threw up all night.

-She's tired and needs rest.

-Hasn't she seen a doctor?

Which doctor? It's normal

for pregnant women to throw up.

I didn't know. I see.

I feel sick.

-What's wrong?

-Are you okay?

Want me to join you?

No, the bathroom's clogged.

-I see, I see.

-Do you know how to unclog it?

-No, I don't do that.

-Daro, come back later.

Quiet, Nora, please!

Hey, mind your tone!

I've known her all my life.

It's always been this way.

What do you want?

I want my child.

So you wielded the knife.

You're called Lena.

What's your name?

Lena.

What's your real name?

It's Lena.

The dangerous one.

She needs to stay

'cause she feels sick.

Is that so?

And who'll look after her?

I will.

And who are you?

I am her partner.

But what are you to the child?

She'd be the other mother.

Very well.

-They'll raise him...

-Thank you, Daro.

When I need your opinion

I'll ask you to talk.

Genetically speaking, you have no value.

My grandson's inside that belly.

He's my son.

Well, it's already been proven

that this child was conceived

via criminal abuse.

The accused, you,

have confessed and will apologize.

And the victim...

I want the child.

No! Not yet.

If you apologize,

Daro won't denounce your actions

and you won't go to prison.

Understood?

So, now we must talk about the child.

But Daro, we'd agreed

that you could visit him whenever.

-Of course.

-And you too.

No! No.

I don't think so, I don't think so.

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