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(ROCKABILLY MUSIC PLAYING)

WOMAN:
Mario!

Hey, Mario! Hey, hey!

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

- Great party, Mario.

- (MARIO CHUCKLING)

(SINGING)

ESCARLETTE:

Lobos! Pass me the ball!

MARIO:
Okay, Escarlette, Escarlette!

Right here, on the left! Come on!

ESCARLETTE:
Lobos, over here!

Over here, over here!

- Yeah!

- (ALL CHEERING)

MARIO:
Well done, Escarlette!

That's my baby, that's my baby.

- (GASPS)

- (DISHES CLATTERING)

Mario!

I love your bottom, Katty.

Did I ever tell you that?

You have the best bottom in Copiapo.

You're crazy!

- Hey, Mario.

- Hey, Manuel.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

Come on, Copiapo!

Lucho.

Tomorrow is my free day, but...

I would like to work.

- I'm kind of short of money.

- Tomorrow?

I know there is a lot of people

asking you for the same thing, but...

You got it.

That's it? You're not going

to fight me or anything?

I'm not going to fight you.

Thank you very much, Copiapo!

DON JOSE:
Hola, Jessi.

Hello, Don Jose.

Alex, I found a job for you.

Rodrigo's going to be looking

for some help in the body shop.

We talked about this last time.

What's he going to pay, Dad?

50 a week?

You love birds get the sonogram yet?

ALEX:
It's a boy.

JESSICA:
It's a girl.

- It's a boy.

- It's a girl.

- It's a boy.

- It's a girl.

It's a boy. It's a boy.

JESSICA:
Alex, talk to him.

Okay.

Rodrigo, how are you, man?

- You talked to your old man?

- Yeah.

- How much you going to pay?

- 50 a week.

- 50 a week.

- You're going to have a baby.

Get your ass out of that mine.

DON LUCHO:

Someone fill this old man's glass.

Mario Gomez!

Congratulations on your retirement.

45 years a miner.

- The bravest man I ever met.

- WOMAN:
Gomez!

- 46!

- DON LUCHO:
46.

(BELL TOLLING)

MARIA:
Empanadas!

Cheese, chicken, pino meat!

Empanadas!

Cheese, chicken, pino meat!

- MAN:
Good morning, Maria.

- Empanadas!

Dario.

I know you're not sleeping,

little brother.

I don't care if you don't eat them.

I'll always be here.

They're still warm.

Cheese, chicken, pino meat!

Empanadas!

(HORN HONKING)

Yonni, the bus is here!

SUSANA:
What's she doing here, Yonni?

You live with me now.

I'm his wife, you b*tch.

Why do you do this to yourself?

I made your breakfast.

- I know.

- You made him breakfast?

She made breakfast, that's what she does.

Marta, I didn't say I didn't want it.

Guys, guys!

Here comes Don Giovanni.

Check this out. All right.

We have to find a solution to this.

MARIO:
Oh! (LAUGHING)

- Okay, okay!

- (ALL LAUGHING)

- Andale.

- Okay!

YONNI:
Hey, Mario.

You couldn't find a mistress

who lives on the other side of town?

Admit it, you're jealous.

Uh... Believe me, lam not.

Nah.

I love you!

(UPBEAT LATIN FOLK MUSIC PLAYING)

Not dead yet, Segovia?

Not yet, Pastor.

Getting there.

Bolivian!

(BLOWS AIR)

- Loser!

- (COUGHING)

(ACTORS SPEAKING SPANISH ON TV)

I found this on level three.

So?

We put these mirrors in the cracks

so we know when the mountain shifts.

She's an old mine.

The mountain is going to shift.

The mirrors are going to break.

I think we should get

a health check on the ramp.

- We may be looking at...

- The ramp is a good rock.

The mine's got another

20 years left in her.

We may be looking at

a weakness in the mountain's

internal structure.

Marco.

It's my job to keep these men safe.

Correction.

Your job, Lucho,

is to keep these men

pulling out 250 tons a day.

250?

Your quota has gone up.

There's only so much gold in the mountain.

Dario.

DON LUCHO:
All right, guys,

we're working rock bottom today.

Where is Carlos Mamani?

- Here.

- Everyone!

Say hello to Mamani,

our new boy from Bolivia.

He's a tin digger.

What does a tin digger from Bolivia

know about mining for gold?

Elvis, not today, huh?

I got him.

Retirement papers, Gomez!

Two weeks, and you're a free man!

Sign them and get them back to me.

Bravo, Gomez!

DON LUCHO:
Lobos, let's go!

Is that the only way in?

The only way in, the only way out.

(MAN SHOUTING)

(MINERS CHUCKLING)

YONNI:
You know Elvis didn't

write his own lyrics, right?

That's blasphemy.

Next you're going to tell me

he didn't do his own dancing.

(GASPING AND GULPING)

MAMANI:
How much longer?

About an hour.

ALL:
Whoa. YONNI: Easy, Lobos.

Okay, huevones. You know what to do.

DON LUCHO:

You should get it together. Dario.

Yonni, what's that?

Bolivia! Hey, Bolivia!

- Kananni, Kachani... What's your name?

- Mamani.

Whatever, come over here.

I know, I know. That's crazy Elvis.

He's just always looking for trouble.

He actually thinks he's Elvis.

(SHATTERING)

ALEX:
Rodrigo has offered me

a job in his body shop.

50 a week. What do you think about that?

50 a week? That's a joke, right?

And you're going to be a father?

That's the problem.

You know what?

You're asking the wrong man.

And I have a terrible hangover.

I don't know, it's the same thing

- over and over with my dad.

- (RUMBLING)

What was that?

This is why we're here.

Yeah, I can taste it.

Copper and gold. 1,200 an ounce.

Take it. Take it. Yeah.

Cholo, you going to stick that

in your pocket for your mama'?

What did you say?

Everyone knows that Bolivians

are a bunch of thieves.

He's stupid, you know that?

Chile stole this land.

After the War of 1881.

Who are the thieves?

That was... 1881, you know?

(CRACKING)

Run now! Run!

What the hell?

On! (SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING AND COUGHING)

(SCREAMING)

Dario!

DARIO:
Alex, pull me up!

Pull me up! Alex, don't let me fall!

- Alex, don't let me fall! Pull me up!

- Hang on, Dario.

Collapse! Collapse!

Lobos! The carrier!

Gomez, come on!

Get on, get on!

Hurry up! Let's go!

(DARIO SCREAMING)

Come on, man!

Dario! Climb, Dario!

(YELLING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

DARIO:
Run!

Go!

Move it, move it!

Out! Out! Let's go, everyone!

Come on, Henriquez, let's go!

- Come on!

- Get on! Get on!

Come on, get UP!

Everyone hold on!

Lobos! Come on, let's go!

Come on, come on!

Go up! 'No' don't go up!

No, it's coming from above!

Head down to the refuge!

Head down!

HENRiQUEZ:
Head to the pick-up!

DARIO:
Hey! Wait for us! Yonni!

- Come on!

- HENRiQUEZ:
Hurry! Let's go!

- Everyone in?

- MAN:
Start it!

ALEX:
Up, up, let's go up!

YONNI:
Drive! Out, out, out!

Run, come on!

Go!

- Wait! Lucho!

- Hold on!

Hey!

Lobos! Slow down, slow down!

- Mario!

- Lucho!

DON LUCHO:
Mario, get on!

- Help him up!

- Mario, go!

Get on, Elvis!

Bolivian!

They're in! Go, go!

ELVIS:
Come on, man!

The Bolivian fell down!

- Stop!

- MINERS:
Lobos, stop!

Lucho! Stop! Stop!

What is that?

Bolivian, come on!

- Come on!

- Mario!

Come on! Run, run, run!

Come on! Run, damn it!

I got you!

(BOOMING)

Oh, sh*t.

Go!

Go!

Are we past it?

I hope so.

YONNI:
It's okay. It's okay.

We're going to be okay, guys.

(HORN HONKING)

Go back! It's coming from above!

- ELVIS:
The wrong way!

- Go to the refuge! Head down!

Yonni! Turn around!

DON LUCHO:
Look out!

Stop! Stop!

No, no!

Go, go, go!

Oh, God!

(MARIO GROANING QUIETLY)

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