White Elephant Page #2

Okay. Let's put one.

Hold this one for me.

Hail Mary, full of Grace.

Our Lord is with thee.

Blessed art Thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,

Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners now,

and at the hour of death.

Amen.

Hail Mary, full of Grace.

The Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,

Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners now,

and at the hour of death.

Amen.

Hail Mary, full of Grace.

The Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,

Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners now,

and at the hour of death.

Amen.

Hail Mary, full of Grace.

The Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women, and

blessed is the fruit of thy womb,

Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners now,

and at the hour of death.

Amen.

All this must go. This is where

the housing project will be built.

The people living here now,

will be the first to get

the new apartments.

- Good morning, Father.

- Hi there!

Are they happy?

Yes... Mostly they are.

Not only the conditions get better,

they also get to stay at the hood.

They stay here among their people,

their family and friends...

Someone always complains...

It's the same everywhere.

So...

This is the project. Come.

Do you know what's best?

All this people are building

their own houses.

Over there...

A refectory for 300 people

will be built.

A day care center...

A comunity clinic...

And right here, at this pit...

- The chape.

- The chape?

We all want that, Domingo!

You want it, they want it, I want it.

We are all working

for the same cause.

- Hello.

- We won't get to finish construction

if we never get paid.

- What happened?

- Same as usual, Father!

We haven't been paid in over a month

and she doesn't get it...

I do get it! I'm just saying

there are other ways.

- We need to be patient.

- Sorry... Let's get this straight.

She is not part of the construction

company nor the city council.

She is a social worker

lending a hand.

We all want the houses built

and a better neighborhood.

If something's wrong

we'll try to fix it. Have some faith.

Let's do something.

I'll talk to both the city council

and the construction company

to see what they have to say.

Is that okay with you?

But you have to keep on working.

Okay?

Cool.

The problem is not just them.

They are not getting materials...

- I know! I'll talk to the bishop...

- They can't work this way!

Give me a couple of days.

- Can I talk to you, Father?

- Sure. Give me a minute...

- What's going on, Father?

- What's going on with what?

With these, the money...

People can't hold on much more...

I don't know.

I'm trying to find out.

But you need to have

some patience.

- How are you doing so far?

- Good.

- What about you?

- Good.

Today we'll finish filling the forms

for your new home.

Look this way...

There we go...

One more!

- Birth date?

- June 29th, 1965.

Okay.

What's your current address?

Block 27 bis, house 25.

Come.

Let's see... Sit.

I don't deserve God's love.

I'm ashamed.

It should have been me...

It's easy to be a martyr.

To be a hero too.

The hardest thing

is working day after day

knowing your work is meaning less.

These are the words of Father Mugica:

"Lord...

I want to die for them.

Help me live for them.

I want to be with them

when the light comes."

I did nothing.

I did nothing!

There was nothing to do.

I feel guilty for having survived.

The guilt won't let me breathe.

Staying alive is your obligation...

Your duty.

I absolve you...

of all your sins

in the name of the Father, the Son,

and the Holy Spirit...

Amen.

I baptize you

in the name of the Father

and of the Son,

and of the Holy Spirit.

Very well...

Thank you.

- Thank you.

- Congratulations!

Come on! Let's see!

Looking handsome!

Let's see. I baptize you

in the name of the Father...

- And of the Son...

- Cut the crap, dude!

- Let go! Cut the crap!

- What is it?

- Stop, Esteban!

- Cut it out, dude!

- I'll get the gang!

- Take it easy!

- Come on man!

- What's going on?

- Let me go!

- Calm down!

Come here!

What is it?

- I'm fine! Why is always me?

- Are you okay?

- Hey! You get out of here, man!

- No, no, no! Take it easy!

I'm going to kill you, man!

Look at me! Look at me!

Let's take him out!

- Hey Monito!

- Take him to the house.

- Who let him in?

- Yeah! Take him before I get him!

- Come here! Take it easy.

- Get out of here! Get out!

What happened?

Look at you!

- Why don't we try it for a while?

- Did you talk to his father?

He won't hear.

We have to try again.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Is this what you want for yourse f?

Is it really?

Go.

- Go.

- I'll go with you.

Okay.

Take a shower.

You'll feel better.

- Trust me.

- No!

Esteban is on constant relapse mode,

I thought he was on a good streak.

He used to deal for Sandoval.

He got intro trouble with the police.

That's why his father is wary

about him going to the farm.

It's tough for the kids to be here.

How long have you been working here?

Five.

I did my internship at Bajo Flores.

A less dangerous slum than this one.

Why are you here now?

What about you?

I like the sun.

- Good morning, Luciana.

- Hello Mabel.

Did you go to the office?

I'll go next Wednesday. I promise.

Don't sit on it!

It's due this week. Go!

- Okay...

- It's here.

These are the papers

I need you to sign

if we want Esteban to get in.

- But you know he has a record...

- Yes.

If someone from the court finds him,

he's going to jail.

Don't worry.

We can trust this people.

What? I know it's hard

but we need to do something.

He is not well, Ramn. I mean it.

He just made a terrible mess

at the chape.

He is running wild.

If he stays he'll get worse.

Think about it.

I'll leave the papers.

I'll come back later

or you can find me at the office.

Esteban! Are you okay?

Monito!

Get down!

Get down!

You'll kill yourself! Get back here!

Stuck up priest!

The Father is here, dude...

Move...

Esteban... Drop that.

- Hey man!

- Don't mess with me!

You made me come up here,

you're coming with me now.

Come on! You guys shut it!

- Cut the crap, Father.

- Let him be...

Come on. Let's go.

Give us the stash back, Monito!

The pigs raided Villa 31...

Twelve hundred pounds.

Motherfuckers...

That's a lot of dope

and it's good it's not near the kids.

But if they found that much,

it means there's a lot more around.

- That should happen here.

- What should happen?

They should get

all those motherfuckers

inside the soccer court

and f***ing shot them all.

You think that's going to fix it?

- I don't know.

- Who would do it?

The cops?

- Or you?

- Whatever!

You know a lot of Sandoval's people.

Some are even your friends.

What about the kids?

Your students at the day center.

Some of them are or were dealers.

What about them?

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