Juan. Bring me a diaper, the baby wet himself.
Hand me a diaper, the baby is really wet. He peed himself.
Why won't you answer me?
Juan.
You did it again.
DUST
Hallelujah, little brothers.
God bless you all today.
We are going to honor God's word, by reading his word
in chapter 2 of the Acts of the Apostles.
"When the day of Pentecost came, they were all together,
and suddenly,
suddenly a great noise came from the sky,
like a strong wind, blowing,
that filled the whole house where they were sitting.
And they saw spreading tongues, like fire,
here me well, brothers, like fire,
coming to rest on each one of them, and they all...
How many photos of yourself do you have?
A lot. Like ten.
- And with me? - I don't have any.
I want us to have our picture taken.
I'll pay for it.
No, thanks. I'd rather you give my dad's picture back to me.
- I lost it. - That's a lie.
Leave me alone, I'm working.
But let's get our picture taken.
Let me finish this, maybe.
- Really? - Maybe.
Okay.
...That's when they see God
and their spirits are filled to the brim, brothers,
and they have to begin speaking in any other tongue
because their same tongue is no longer enough to praise the Lord, brother, Hallelujah...
God's love is wonderful,
God's love is big.
So big that nothing is above it,
so big that nothing is outside of it...
This was my father a year ago.
And this was my father two years ago.
This one six months ago.
And this one has been my dad for the last two months.
Please, mama, stop lying to me with photos of people who aren't my father.
This photo's going to turn out cool.
Are you a couple?
- No, she's my mother. - Oh, I'm sorry.
Let's see, let's see...
Let's start with Juan, right?
But like that, softly, Juan...
...hands a little higher, like that, there we go.
And bring your jaw down a little, lower, good.
Delfina, hand on your waist.
There we go. This photo's going to turn out cool.
Your feet, Juan, could you move over a bit?
And a bit more, closer together.
There we go.
Could you smile a little?
For the picture...
A bit more.
Juan, you're a bit too serious...
...smile a bit, like that.
That's better...
Could you kiss him, a kiss, let me hear it...
Hello.
How's it going?
Listen, I was going to ask you, among your stuff,
would you happen to have a long extension cord that I could borrow?
The longest is 22 meters.
Longer...
I have three... We could link them up.
Can that make it to my house?
My electricity is getting cut off tomorrow.
Stop it...
I'm late on my payments,
but wait until the end of this month, I promise this time.
You don't talk to Cami about these things, right?
Does it embarrass you? Honey!
Bye, mom.
How are you? Everything ok?
How are you?
Fine.
- And school? - Fine.
- And gymnastics? - Fine.
- Everything's fine, then? - Yes.
What about that phone, Cami, did your mom lend it to you?
No, my dad gave it to me...
I didn't give it to you.
Sorry, my mom's boyfriend.
Does your mom tell you to call him dad?
Sometimes.
Anyway, it's easier for me that way, so I don't have to explain it to my friends.
Does it bother you? - No, not at all...
Well, a little.
Pink eight.
Dad, pink is for babies.
Cami, your finger...
- It's my nail. - Don't suck on it.
Your mom said you wanted to tell me something.
When's the baby going to be born?
Not yet...
Is that what you wanted to ask me?
We're going to go bowling with the baby.
Come on, swear it.
- Only if you swear you'll stop sucking your finger. - I can't, I don't even notice when I do it
Yes you can, yes you do.
- You won't get mad if I beat you, once again. - Of course!
Why is the Mona Lisa so important?
The Mona Lisa?
Because of her smile and her eyes.
No matter where you stand and look at her, she is always looking back at you.
And that was the first time anyone ever painted like that.
And have you ever seen any famous paintings?
I think the most famous one I've seen is the Guernica.
The Guernica is about the bombing of Guernica,
that's the name of the town,
so you can see the houses in ruins, people's body parts flying all over,
kids crying, bull parts...
- Bulls? - Bulls.
How ugly...
It's in black and white, I dig that.
But perhaps it's famous because it's so sad...
Ale, they took my dad.
The cops.
My mom must have sent them.
The car is stuck in the parking lot and he has the key, I can't get in.
Can you come and get me?
Just don't ask my mom for help.
Look,
I can't back down,
I've been working on this lawyer's business for too long.
Three years now.
I can't.
It would be like throwing it all overboard, understand?
Like throwing away all the work I've done.
I feel bad for you,
I'm sorry.
But I can't.
Alejandra! What a pleasure!
- Son... Are you all right? - How are you, Dad?
Come on in.
You're having a party.
Party? Well, yes, a bit...
How many so far?
Like eight, you should do one, at least.
Stay in here for a while with the spider women.
Don't you think?
Ale's over there.
My aim...
Don't turn around, don't cheat...
You have to throw it a little harder because it's not reaching...
Like this?
A little more... You're looking back.
- No. - You're cheating.
Like this, see?
Again, let's see, but without cheating...
Dad!
The bus is filled with poop!
What are you going to call the baby?
- We don't know yet. - And you?
I don't know, I hope it's not allergic to dust, like him.
Once he got so sick, I thought he was going to die.
That bad?
He gets like a fish out of water, he can't breathe.
I've never seen a fish out of water.
What are you saying about the baby?
Nothing, just that I don't know whether I want you to be the dad...
I'm kidding, man.
Juan, are you sure we're going to make it in this car?
I guess so.
You told me we could make it, but this road is too busted.
I've never come here in a car before.
In winter, there's no way you can get through this, bro.
No, cars can't get through here in winter.
Speaking of land, you can hear the moans in the treetops here.
That's why I get headaches when I come here.
Do you think they're your dad's moans?
I don't think so, but maybe.
I don't know, I'd rather think that he went somewhere else,
or that he took off with some other woman.
When they made my dad disappear, it was nighttime.
They took three other men with the same first and last names,
they lived on the same street.
The guy who gave them away lives close by.
I run into him almost every day.
No way!
Does your mom know that?
Yes, but she doesn't know that I've known since I was a kid.
I see him almost every day, sometimes I follow him,
I feel like asking him things.
My mother carried me in her arms, under her shawl,
and ran out with me towards a field, which was close by.
And as she was running, she fell,
and what she did was to stay, lying there, in a ditch.
And the soldiers captured the women who were running in front of her.
And...
...then they gathered the people that they had captured right there,
and then they called the helicopter to come and get them.
When the helicopter came down,
it flattened the grass down over my mother,
and a soldier who was there stepped on her foot.
To keep me from crying, my mother put her breast in my mouth.
And we were there, like that, until the military left.
My mother lay there with me until it was nighttime.
That's how we escaped,
because if they had captured us, they would've take us to the military zone.
And can you tell us what you told us before,
about how you would come and stand outside the outpost
to see if some day your father would come out and recognize you?
Some things are better left untold.
- Parker's Nightmare! - The Nightmare was awesome...
- Who played there? - It was Muerto, Jethro...
- God did lights for them, didn't he? - Yeah, God, bro, that guy is awesome!
- I never knew why they called him that... - Well he was painting once,
and he started to tell the crowd, "I can paint you, I'm like God,
I can make you do things on paper". and from then on they nicknamed him God! Forever.
- I heard he has a band. - Yeah, and guess where he rehearses?
- Not a clue... - In his living room, with his mom right there...
And she doesn't get pissed?
No, the mom is super cool with the whole bunch of hairy,
tattooed dudes playing heavy metal. His little brother gets pissed.
"The electric bill is too high"... in front everyone.
Maybe he should be paying the electric bills.
Yeah, but it's not cool to say that shit in front of the guys.
Have you heard Esmegma?
- Yup. - Good, aren't they?
- Yeah, where are they from? - They're like Czech or something...
- Bosnian. - Something like that, Eastern European.
- Hey, and what's Bernabé's band called? - Atrophy.
- Atrophy? - Exactly!
A bunch of people told me that they already have the CD,
and Bernabé says it's coming out in January...
- I already have it! - Really?
Really?
They downloaded it off of the Internet...
It's just kids setting off firecrackers, right?
They're celebrating...
- I'm afraid of firecrackers. - Why?
When I was a kid, my brother had a bomb blow these two fingers off.
- And now? - Now...
This is how he shakes hands now, see.
- Chicken-hand, they call him... - So?
So, I'm afraid of firecrackers.
That's what this town is like,
every person who finds someone celebrates at home,
setting off firecrackers, bombs,
to let people know what he's found.
Oh, and tomorrow we're going with Nicolas,
to see some holes the Army left a long ago, where some bones were left behind.
Who is Nicolas?
Nicolas is a man who used to be in the Army but he refuses to say so.
And I think that Juan's father's bones might be there.
I'll tell Ignacio and we can go tomorrow.
Fine.
- I hope. - Yes.
- Do you think they'll set off another one? - I'd say so, since they're celebrating.
- I'm staying here. - You're staying here?
You won't be afraid of the firecrackers?
No, not anymore.
- Chicken-hand. - Don't laugh, you're mean!
If something happened to me, would you search for me?
Just like Delfina is searching for Juan's dad?
Maybe for a while, but then I'd look for a replacement at the gym.
Come on, man, of course I'd search for you.
After a long time, maybe I wouldn't anymore, but...
At night I'd think about you and feel very sad.
Let's not talk about that.
What do you want to talk about?
About your kisses, or your butt,
which would you rather?
- I'd rather you kissed me. - Where?
You, who are you following?
Who are you chasing after, asshole?
Are you following me?
I'm going to cut you...
Come on, come on.
You're fucking with me.
Stop fucking with my son,
I don't want to see you anywhere around him, fuck you, fuck you...
Get out of here, motherfucker... Get out!
Son of a bitch!!!
That's the hole.
Do you have permission to do that?
Juan, do you mind if I shoot this?
Don't fuck around, man. Help me out!
Are you sure this is your old man's bike?
That bike sure is cool.
Are you going to paint it or something?
Yes, but I don't know what color yet.
Maybe we can stick a Quetzal sticker on it.
It's a Quetzal, right?
- I think so, I don't know them. - They don't make those anymore.
Juan, have you ever seen a photo of your old man?
The other day it occurred to me that the registry office is in the town hall.
They should have a photo, is his ID from here?
Yes, but I went there last time and they said no.
Maybe if we all go together.
Yeah, maybe then they'll give it to us.
- Good morning! - Good morning.
- How are you? - Fine, thanks, and you?
Perhaps you can help me, I came here from the capital...
- Yes - ...and we're making a video,
about one of the people of this town,
and I wanted to see whether we could get some pictures from the deed books.
Let me see.
Come on in.
- Yes? - Yes.
- Can I come in? - Yes.
- Good morning. - Excuse me.
- Hello. - Good morning.
Excuse me.
Juan de la Cruz.
- That's my dad? - Yes, that's your dad.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
- Swear it. - I swear, this is your dad.
- To God? - To God, I've never lied to you...
He's exactly like you, your eyes,
your lip....
There he is, look.
- Are you sure about this? - I swear, that's your dad.
How many times have you tried to kill yourself, Juan?
Don't film me.
Juan!
What's going on, Juan?
Juan!
Juan.
What's going on, Juan? Juan!
- Leave me alone. - Juan, take it easy, Juan.
- No, no, leave me alone. - You've got it wrong.
He's gone.
Everything's perfect, the light, it's the cemetery...
What's the matter with that guy?
We're not going to be in the film anymore.
- What? - We're not going to be in it any more.
- Who? - My son and I.
It's the third time Juan has cancels on us.
Sure, but it's because you always ask him very painful questions,
and every time you come and,...
...you ask him those painful questions and then you leave, he has a headache,
and can't sleep through the night,
and dawn comes and he has buy some pills
and you don't pay for them and he doesn't have a job.
Let me talk to the people who are paying for the film, maybe they can get some cash for Juan.
But how soon? He's having a rough time...
I don't know, Delfina, I promise I'll ask them for something.
Anyway, for us to pay him, he has to let us interview him.
Why are you so interested, are you being paid?
To find out what happened.
- For us it's a job, just like any other. - You're getting paid...
- But very little, Delfina. - I don't think so...
...how do you manage to eat?
- It isn't easy, Delfina. - I don't think so, so where did you get this car?
You're lying.
This car was a gift.
Nobody gives things away nowadays.
Why are you looking for your husband?
Because I want to put him somewhere,
like the cemetery, where I can go visit him.
That's why I'm looking for him.
Why don't you take me to Xetmanzana?
Where's Xetmanzana?
It's where I was born and where my son was born.
- Is it nearby? - No, it's here, by the old road.
We'll see, maybe in a few days we can plan it and take you two there.
Are you sure?
Yes, tell Juan, maybe then he'll let us interview him.
I don't know...
Like I said, if you don't pay.
- Convince him... - I don't know...
- A drink? - No man, easy.
Come on, a song then.
A song... We sing for the Lord.
...I have twenty... Forty, fifty...
- Come on. - And what song do you want?
"Divine Women"! That's quality. Come on.
What did he say?
What should be sing, man? Half and half.
Come on...
Hello, Juan?
Hello, hello...
Are you sure that he's the one who did that to your father?
Yes.
Take it as a test, man.
God it testing you, man.
Take it as a test, man.
God is testing you.
Come on, then.
Talking about women and betrayal
the bottles were all drunk
and the songs were all sung
and I sang against them.
Suddenly a man came up
his hair was speckled gray.
He said, 'I beg of you, friend,
do not speak badly of ladies in front of me'.
I told him that we simply spoke
of how badly they had treated us...
and that if someone thought differently
it was because he had never been betrayed.
What's up with you?
Where are you taking that fertilizer?
Don't tell me you've got some land already?
It's for something, you'll find out tomorrow.
Dad!!
A thief, a thief in there, he's trying to get away!
Help! Help me! A thief!
Don Manuel, don Manuel! Help me!
Go call everyone, go call everyone!
Thief! Help me, don't let him get away!
- Thief! - Kill him!
Kill him!
- Kill him! - Kill him!
- Son of a bitch!
Juan!
- Juan! - Juan!
Juan!
Are you listening to me?
How much money did you say Delfina would need for the hospital?
Two thousand, or a little more. I thought it would be more.
Don't stay in silence like that.
It's that Juan scares me. That's all.
Turn... like that!
Keep going.
It's clear.
Go.
What now?
We can't drive through that.
We can drive through, but there's no way we can drive back.
Are you sure it's this way, Delfina? - Yes, it's that way,
but we can't get through...
I say we walk and see what it's like further up that way.
Should we all go?
I say you better wait here.
Are you taking the bike? - Yeah, I'm taking it.
Careful!
Woman, careful with your pregnancy.
Delfina, what happened to the bus?
They burnt it, but now they're blaming Juan,
but Juan tells me that he just broke a window,
he didn't set it on fire. But they're blaming him.
But he confessed to me that it wasn't him.
Do you believe him?
I don't know whether to believe him or not.
- Do you believe Juan? - Do I believe him?
Yes.
I don't know, Juan is strange;
he does a lot of things that I don't understand.
His father was like that too.
And if we find Xetmanzana,
would you move there?
We'll see. To me, every place is sad.
Don't say that.
What happened?
This is where my town was,
there's nothing left.
But let's not tell my mom anything.
And what happened to Basilio's son?
I killed him!
Seriously?
One, two, three...
- Time? - 33 seconds.
And the handlebars got loose... Okay, let's go.
I'm going to beat you.
- Are you ready? - Right.
One, two and go!
- Time? - 44.
No way.
Really.
I thought I'd beat you.
There you go.
What did the stomach pump feel like?
Eating fertilizer was better.
Do you still feel like it?
Bro, would you help me build my house here?
Sure.
Because of Basilio's son... because of the bus?
Sort of.
I'll lend a hand, but they'll find you soon enough.
Even if it's just for a while.
I'd like for my mom to come live here,
and for my child to be born here.
So now what, a rematch?
Sure, but no cheating.
- No cheating. - There it is, on zero.
But I don't know what you press next.
Ready?
- Yes. - Go.