Perras

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What is said about relationships

between parents and children are lies.

Everybody pretends they're

the ones that know you best.

But that's not true.

They don't know the most important

things that have happened to me.

When I was five I would look

out the window at the stars.

And asked myself what

there was beyond.

And what came after that.

And on and on and on...

...until I was invaded

by a cosmic terror and

felt an urge to throw

myself out the window...

I never told my mother.

They. Ve forgotten

that they were also fifteen.

And at fifteen you. Re a bomb

of hormones. Repressed desires...

...repressed desires and not so much.

What do they think you do...

...when you lock yourself

in your room...

...and tell them

you 're going to study?

Parents are so funny.

They think they can control

something when they tell you...

..."I want you here before 2... 00"...

As if you couldn. f*** in the mornings.

The headmistress says no one can leave.

Why does it worry them...

...that their daughters

do something...

...that they also want?

Why does it worry them...

...that someones puts a bit of flesh...

...between your thighs?

That ex cuse to not feel alone.

To feel shocks in your dorsal

spine and in your brain.

Tenderness and love.

I went by myself

I went by myself

- You did it. B*tch!

- What are you talking about?

It was you!

People like you do that kind of sh*t!

F*** off!

Thanks to her we are all getting busted!

- I didn't do it!

- Of course you did. Creep!

You're the creep. Whore!

Don't even look at me.

Then who was it?

Who did it?

My f***ing mother did it!

My f***ing mother began

this problem when she had me!

What's that Tora?

The map to get to the party.

Party!!!

You go up Rio Mix coac.

Where is that?

Where the Market of Revolucin is.

In front of "La Perla".

Next to a shop where

they sell things for hair...

...there you take the "pesera".

"Pesera"?

Public transport for humble people.

"Pesera"?

Yuck

Yeah. Yeah whatever...

...you go all the way up...

...till you get to the Stinky district.

What district?

Stinky

There's a district called Stinky?

Yes Iris there is.

Stinky? Please...

Please what?

Who would call a

district like that?

Are there gonna be

dickies or what?

Lots of dickies for the ladies!!!

Charming girls. You are so refined!

Then what?

That's where Tora is having

her sweet fifteens ball.

Ball!!!????

On Saturday I turn fifteen

and I want to invite you.

Me too?

Yes Sofia. All of you.

Please don't miss it...

...its really important for me...

...you're all my group.

Sorry. I can't go.

Yes. You can.

No. I can't. My parents don't let

me go to those kind of places.

I said. You can.

Hey

What?

Honestly

What?

Yes. Sure.

Why don't you go on a

trip instead of the ball?

Cause she doesn't

f***ing feel like it.

I'm not talking to you white trash.

F*** off

I'm in Tora.

Me too!!

I can set up your choreography!!

We already have it...

...a guy in the block does them.

He danced with Yuri!!!

- Yuri?

- Long time ago.

Who is Yuri?

- Ex cuse me.

- Here you go again.

The point of a sweet

fifteens is the dance.

Yes. I know.

Sooo...

There's going to be a waltz.

A waltz from Vienna by Richarstrauss!!

Are you gonna dance?

The salon is super cool.

The walls are green. And the chairs

are decorated with pink ribbons.

Pink ribbons?

Yeah... And my dad

called a "compadre"...

...who is the cousin of a friend that

plays in the Tucanes of Mexicalli band.

Tucanes of Mexicalli?

They're always

playing in the radio.

In the radio!

Super group.

There's also gonna be pink fog.

They've already tested it

and it looks so hype.

It looks as if the

dancers were floating...

...or like clouds or as if

you were in a dream.

And how are you going to dance?

None of your f***ing business.

I'm not going to dance.

Sooooo...

My sister is gonna dance for me.

Oh! So the party is your

sister's and not yours.

My sister is as if it was me...

They're gonna put me in

a golden chair with red velvet.

Cool.

They're also gonna dance

a song by Thalia.

Which one?

Quinceaera.

- Quinceaera?

- Sing it!

Please

I don't know...

...why today I feel so differently...

...And I don't want

to hear about anybody...

...What can it be?

...What can it be?

...I don't know...

...Why my body is

changing day by day?

...And all I know is I

don't feel the same...

...What can it be?

...What can it be?

...And now...

...the woman inside of

me is waking up...

...the girl inside of

me is giving up...

...the adventure of my

life is going to start...

...And now...

...and now. The spring

rises like the sun...

...my dreams turn into promises...

I insist!

...honestly Tori...

...why the sweet fifteens party?

You and your f***ing honesty.

Sofia...

Sofia...

F*** off!

The first memory I have. Is my

grandfather sleeping in the sofa...

...once he closed his eyes nobody

could make any noise...

...and everybody walked on tippytoes...

...if someone dared to brake the silence

the old man would wake up and shout...

...he would go crazy...

..."I wanna sleep god damn it.

I cant even rest in my own house!

The only one who could wake him up...

...was me...

...l'd stand in front of him...

...and stare at the hairs coming

out from every where...

...from his nostrils

and the tip of his nose...

...from his ears...

...I felt an urge to pull them...

...Then I. D open his eyes and

asked him to buy me an ice cream...

...During the walk he always

complained about everything...

...That the city was a piece of sh*t...

...that the cars were a piece of sh*t...

...that people were a piece of sh*t...

...that the climate was a piece of sh*t...

...that the movies were a piece of sh*t...

...that his children were a piece of sh*t...

...he used to tell me that

his only reason for living...

...was to make me a

sweet fifteen party...

...he promised my grandmother...

...who he says is in heaven...

...I was called after her...

Lourdes Valenzuela...

...but everybody calls me Tora...

...La Tora Valenzuela...

...He. D tell me that he was already

saving up his money...

...and that I would have the most

beautiful sweet fifteens ever...

...Everybody was scared of my grandpa

because he worked for the Secret police...

...they called him...

..."Kaliman...

...because he was the incredible man...

...they say he killed a lot of bad people...

...communists and thiefs...

...but I only remember

him as an old man...

...And also. My mom always tells

me about her sweet fifteens dance...

...to which a representative of

the president went...

...she says it was really

elegant. Very pretty...

...in a salon that was in Insurgentes

called Claro de Luna...

...she. S told me about it so much...

...that sometimes I feel that I was there...

...That. S why I want my

sweet fifteens party...

...lt doesn. T matter if

I don. T dance...

Do you think they will

expell all of us?

Who cares if we get expelled...

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