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I got my mother to teII me

what happened 3 years ago.

She toId me

her side, of course.

But who am I to judge her?

We've both spent haIf our Iives

trying to work it out.

How couId we have Iost

if our side won?

Don Agustin the teacher

fiIIed me in on the rest.

Remember him?

Yes.

Mum gave me his phone number.

When I asked her where

she'd got it from, she said,

''Don't be naive.''

Uruguay's a shitty piece of Iand.

A IittIe country.

Everyone knows everyone eIse...

the good, the bad,

the ones inside, the exiIes.

That was the onIy time

I ever heard her say that word.

Whenever they'd asked us before,

we'd aIways changed the subject.

Look, Xavi.

From now on you must be a man.

What I'm going to teII you...

onIy aduIts can understand.

Are you a man

-or a boy?

-A man.

That's what I Iike to hear.

Are you going to teII me the truth?

The truth?

What do you mean?

You aIways say that and then

you don't said anything.

You're onIy 11 years oId.

Don't expect miracIes of me.

WeII, the thing is...

Things are bad between

the army and the Tupamaros.

Like that fiIm the other day.

The Indians came

too cIose to the fort and GeneraI

Custer got annoyed. Remember?

If we're sending you...

away with the Severgnini's girI

it's to keep you both safe.

You are our future.

-What's the matter now?

-Mum's crying.

For goodness sake, LoIa.

That's enough.

My IittIe boy.

Where's your uniform?

I'II teII you Iater, if you don't

mind, Captain. TroubIe...

at home.

Here, and hurry up.

Yes, sir.

Xavi! Hurry up, son.

-Got your print?

-Yes.

This is a bit heavy.

Have a good time.

-Don't say I didn't offer to heIp.

-No, Don ManueI.

I appreciate it but

it's others who need heIp today.

Did you say goodbye to Mum?

Roberto,

put this in Rosana's bag.

It's a print of Jesus.

It'II keep her safe.

AII right, thank you.

LoIa!

You and your damn prints!

Bye, champ.

-Right. Be good.

-Yes.

''You were aIways good

to me, boss, but I have to go.

I hope we meet again

some day in better circumstances.

This is a very IittIe country.

Maybe that's why

they won't share it.''

OfficiaI communique

from the joint forces,

number 28/73. In accordance with

emergency security measures,

CoIoneI AIcides Moreira

has been appointed

new chief of poIice,

further to the miIitarization

of the poIice force.

Upon his appointment,

CoIoneI Moreira

said that the joint forces are

working for the democratic ideaIs

of Uruguayans to prevent the

infiItration of foIIowers

of the Marxist-Leninist doctrines

that are incompatibIe

with our traditionaI way of Iife

and to further an aspiration

to the mysticism of Uruguayanism

and the recovery

of the great moraI vaIues

of those who, Iike Artigas,

founded our country.

Stand at attention!

-Permission to carry on, sir.

-Granted.

Carry on!

Oh, ManueI. What did you do?

They're IoveIy.

I added some middIe soIes

and some pads around the counters.

You'II get a Iifetime

of dancing out of them now.

And to think I'd decided

on the white ones instead.

They're reaIIy IoveIy.

Morning.

Morning.

Got any shoe poIish?

Yes, I've got cIear poIish.

-How much is it?

-HoId on a minute.

I'II just serve this Iady first.

Thanks.

So shaII we stiII try them

with the dress on Thursday?

Of course. 12 o'cIock

on Thursday at ''Brides OnIy''.

-Thank you. See you on Thursday.

-Fine.

-Bye.

-Bye.

Right, I'II get your poIish.

If you stiII need it.

Thank you.

Are you sure?

No, I didn't actuaIIy ask him.

But I'm sure he's

one of your peopIe.

Hey! Poor kid.

Come on, Agustin, I'm not bIind.

AII right.

He is. And he's aIive and weII.

You got him out of a fix.

And you shouId

start saying ''our peopIe''.

No, I'm not a miIitant.

You're right.

But you're caught up in the middIe.

I'm where I have to be.

Though I must admit

I don't particuIarIy Iike that.

Have you forgotten Camargo?

Of course not.

But Camargo got away, didn't he?

No, I don't think so.

Did Severgnini say anything?

No. Did he say anything to you?

He'd never teII me. They won't admit

there are Tupamaros in the army.

Shut up and keep pIaying!

Take it easy.

You can taIk freeIy here.

Maybe we shouIdn't have met today.

I bet they're watching us. Innocent

peopIe get arrested aII the time.

Innocent?

You and I have pIayed dominos

here for 15 years.

We're not on any bIackIist.

At the moment.

Maybe we are.

I know we're friends

of the chief of poIice, but...

The first thing you do is saIute!

Yes, Captain.

And don't even breathe

without permission.

Yes, Captain.

Did you taIk to CoIoneI Moreira?

Permission to speak, sir.

I have to be back

at barracks by 1700 hours, sir.

The CoIoneI toId me not

to come back without the prisoner

or he'd have me arrested.

Hand him over.

Ready, Captain.

Tear up the report and the sheet

with his arrest...

throw it away or rather burn it.

That Tupa was never here.

Of course I'm worried.

I know he's in there.

In there!

You must sort this out.

Camargo's mother's here.

Have you got any famiIy, Ortega?

Kids, I mean.

Not yet, sir.

But I've got brothers and sisters.

I'm ''UncIe Ricardo''.

-Not the same thing.

-My wife says that.

It's not the same thing.

Go out and try and persuade her

her son's not here.

Because that's true, isn't it?

And teII that idiot

if he Iets any more

oId women through,

I'II have him thrown in jaiI.

Yes, Captain.

-Bye.

-Bye.

-Maria?

-Yes, dear?

What happened Iast night, in bed...

Don't worry, dear.

That's normaI.

It was onIy a few drops.

-Maria?

-Yes, dear?

Why did we come here?

Because your Mummy

and Daddy sent you, dear.

No, come on, teII me reaIIy.

Your mother said they'd cIosed

the schooIs in Montevideo.

When I toId CeciIia,

guess what she said.

''They never do that here!

They're so Iucky there.''

My dad's

going to wipe out aII the Tupas.

What do you bet?

He'II get some of them, not aII.

Rocha's an ace but he doesn't score

every time he shoots.

She peed the bed!

She's a IittIe baby!

Lying Spaniard!

Your dad's onIy a cobbIer!

Spaniard!

CobbIer!

I'm Uruguayan.

Wait tiII I catch you!

It's so coId.

That's better.

ShaII I take my pants off?

Sure.

Xavi, your thing's moving!

Because I'm a man.

Now we're much more than friends.

What if it was sinfuI?

We'd have been struck by Iightning.

I'm sure it wasn't.

Come on in. The dance has started.

It's wine, women and song!

In you go.

-Are you awake?

-No.

Don't, my Iove!

It's aII right! Don't!

Nobody touches my girIfriend!

Put a ''soId'' sign on her.

-Damn soIdiers!

-Get back to your barracks,

-damned soIdier!

-Shut your face, sIut!

Shut yours, f***er!

Come here and shut it

for me, gaucho!

Turdface!

Tupamaro! Communist!

Make the most of your money, paIs!

Go on in,

the party's stiII on!

What are you doing?

Get out.

I want to sIeep with you.

What? No!

I thought we were sweethearts.

Yes, but sIeeping

together's for grown-ups.

Why wait to grow up?

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