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BASED ON THE NOVEL OF THE SAME NAME
BY JUAN PABLO VILLALOBOS

DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE

What are you up to, Tochtli?

I'm looking at my hats.

Make up your mind.
The food's getting cold.

Are they all here?

Yes.

I'll be right there.

EPISODE 1
PRINCE TOCHTLI

- Chichilkuali, can you help me?
- Yes, of course.

Why are you so quiet?

We're honoring your wishlist, son.

Everyone sitting in their usual place.
It is forbidden to sing "Las Mañanitas."

Songs six, nine, eleven
from Ramón Ayala's album

that Itzpapalotl listens to.

But you can have fun.
It's a birthday party.

May you be very happy, handsome.

Happy birthday, kid.

You're getting old, Tochtli.

Congratulations, kid.

The tigers and monkeys say hi.

We will grant all your wishes today.

Today.

- Look.
- And always.

With onions and guacamaya,
like you like them.

Dig into the quesadillas. Eat everything,
or we won't give you the gifts.

Turn up the music. This is a party, man.

- Done.
- Give me some.

You know how much I love her

Don't let another man

Win her over with money

- Who's gonna want it?
- Pass me the tostadas.

Tochtli, congratulations, son.

Thanks.

Bon appétit.

Bon appétit. I'll put the hat on.

There's onion here.

- I'm starving here.
- Oh, sorry.

- This one's mine.
- Let's see.

- Let's see.
- It's shiny.

Cool, huh?

What's that?

Binoculars to see in the dark at night.

But you can turn on the light for that.

You have to honor the list, dude.

- Next one comes out of your pocket.
- Let's see. Open mine.

- Let's see.
- Let's see.

- What a gift!
- That's a big box!

Wow!

Just like my grandfather's.

Hey, very nice, huh?

- Try it on.
- Yes, son.

The other way around.

- It looks nice.
- There.

- Very handsome.
- Turn. Look at me.

Let me fix this.

Go on. Open mine.

Let's see.

What is it?

- Lovely.
- So many gifts.

What?

What the hell is that?

It's a hat.

- That's a cap, not a hat.
- Yes, it is.

I can put it on my head,
like any damn hat.

It's authentic,
like the ones they use on the field.

You spent the 2000 pesos on that?

Hey, it looks good on you, Miztli.
It's all yours.

- I won't give you money ever again.
- Go.

Keep it.

What the fuck did you give him?

What? One of those books
about the human body.

- Was it on the list or not?
- Yes.

Lovely.

Chichilkuali, what has arrived?

- My gift, son. Come.
- Let's take a look. Go on.

Let's go.

Hurry up. Enough talking.

Congratulations, son.

What the fuck is that?

A pica-pau.

What?

An exotic woodpecker from Brazil.

There are only 250 specimens
left in the world.

- You know everything, Tochtli.
- It's one of the 15 endangered animals.

Then we'll have to take care of it.

Hello, you're no hippopotamus,
but welcome, bird.

And where would we put
a hippopotamus here, Tochtli?

This bird is beautiful.

What will you name it?

It's best to repeat a name
a hundred times,

and if you still like it,
it's the right one.

You should have said that
to my mom, Tochtli.

I thought you were sleeping, son.

- No.
- What word did you learn today?

Sordid.

You're a fucking genius.

You don't have to be a genius
to learn difficult words.

You just have to learn them.

I don't remember what I learned in school.

- Not even cross-multiplication?
- Not even that.

Did you enjoy your birthday?

It was fun.

Have you named the bird yet?

No, not yet.

I know it wasn't
the first gift on your list,

but it still cost a lot of money.

I do like the bird.

I'll keep looking for the hippo.

Azcatl says, "He who seeks finds."

Azcatl... He only finds weeds.

Go to sleep now. It's late.

Dad?

Mazatzin says that life isn't always fair,
'cause you don't always get what you want.

What's the point then?

Life is like a lottery, son.

Luckily, we have many winning numbers.

Now go to sleep.

Close that dictionary.

She started feeling sick
right before I left to come here.

You know how it is with Yelitza.
The treatment hits her very hard.

Yolcaut asked for you several times.

I sent Chichilkuali a message.

I told him to apologize to you.

Happy birthday.

Who's this sissy?

Just read it, and then tell me.

But look.

This is a replica
of the crown of Louis XV.

The only one to survive
the French Revolution.

- Exactly.
- Thank you.

You're welcome.

- It doesn't fit.
- What? Let me see.

Darn. Why?

Stand still.

I'll measure your head later
and ask them to fix it.

Did the French have their heads measured
before cutting them off?

No, Tochtli. The guillotine
evenly sliced all kinds of heads,

whatever their size.

- Without suffering.
- Exactly, very good.

You read the notes.

Created by Guillotin in the 18th century.

Joseph-Ignace Guillotin.

And what for?

To end torture methods,
such as dismemberment with horses.

That wasn't in the notes, Tochtli.

But yes. The idea was that,
with the guillotine,

death would be equal for all,

without distinction
of rank or social class.

And with this idea, humanism and mercy

could be extended
even to those sentenced to death.

What does mercy mean?

Well, mercy means

feeling compassion for people.

Even for our enemies.

But what does compassion mean?

Compassion is feeling sorry
for those who commit atrocities.

- What does it mean...
- Atrocity is an act of great cruelty.

So, how are we doing with grammar?

- Did you do your homework?
- No. I read the history notes.

Tochtli, grammar
is as important as history. Even more.

If you know your language,
you can face the world.

You know why
I always wanted to be a writer?

No.

Because I think it's a very good way
of getting to know yourself.

Yolcaut says that literature is bullshit.

Don't listen to everything
your father says.

Okay. Take out your grammar book.

Are you full already?
Come on, eat some more.

I won't tell anyone.

You have no language,
and you're just fine.

Since you can't speak, Guntur,

Azcatl can't force you to confess
that I'm giving you tonight's meat.

Look! You're not giving them
tonight's meat, are you?

No.

If they overeat,
they get fat and are useless.

What are they good for now?

All right.

- Help me, come on.
- To do what?

Put on your gloves.

Let's pick up shit.

It's good for the soul.

It keeps us humble, Tochtli.

Yuck.

Yuck? It's just like yours.

It's everything they ate.

Hello, bird.

After repeating it a hundred times,
I decided to name you "Hippopotamus."

Not because I don't like you,

but because what I want most in the world
is an African pygmy hippo.

You should be happy, though.

You're an endangered bird,

and that makes you special.

It's good for things to go extinct.

Otherwise,
there would be no unique things.

See you later, Hippopotamus.

- You're the child.
- What?

You're the child.

What child?

Yolcaut doesn't like
strangers in the house.

- Who's Yolcaut?
- My dad.

- Why don't you call him "dad"?
- His name is Yolcaut.

- How do you call your mom?
- I don't have a mom.

What kind of hat is that?

A French tricorn.

Where did you get it?

Yolcaut bought it
from a museum in France.

Do you like to smoke?

Cigarettes are used
to get the truth out of liars.

There you are, damn Yolanda.

Coming, Auntie.

Didn't I tell you not to talk to anyone?

Huh? Enough.

Go on. You're not here on vacation.

Clean the TV room and the toy room.

- Yes.
- You get on with something.

Yes.

I met someone new today.

Who?

A girl who came with Itzpapalotl.

She's her niece, Yolanda.

She came to help with the chores.
She's getting old, poor thing.

Today you'll meet someone else.

Who?

The Gover. He's coming to dinner.

- With me?
- No, with me.

But I want you there too.

Why?

It's important for important people
to know that we're a family.

To have them see it with their own eyes.

How so?

Gover also has a family. Two daughters.

And those who have a family
feel more comfortable doing business

with people who also have families.

How pathetic.

Ready.

Hey, do you want me to call you "dad"
in front of Gover?

Call me whatever you want.

What does "Gover" mean?

Governor.

- Of what?
- Of fucking nothing.

Go on. Turn on the faucet.

Don't slap me!

It's not what we were waiting for,
I understand, but it is what it is.

That's the problem with you, Gover.
You got used to waiting.

Sometimes there's no other choice.

We don't wait. We get it done.

People choose
what people feel like choosing, Yolcaut.

My arrangement isn't with the people.
It's with you.

Your only obligation
is to keep business as usual.

And they'll continue.

They'll carry on.

It's normal that,
if some parts change at the top,

there will be changes
in the middle and bottom.

Please. Who says you're at the top?

The table is ready. You may come.

After you, Gover.

Wow, these enchiladas are wonderful.

Thank you.

What school do you go to?

None. Mazatzin teaches me.

Gover, the fucking gringos
are being a nuisance.

I can talk to them and assure them that...

No, you talk to those you talk to.
I'll take care of the gringos.

They say you're a politician.

- What are they for?
- Who?

Politicians.

Answer him.

We govern the people.

Give them what they need to live happily.

I need an African pygmy hippopotamus.

This kid.

You'll have to talk
to the Gover in Africa.

There's a Gover in Africa?

Unfortunately.
There are Govers everywhere.

What is this?

I'll need a little extra help.

You know, new president,

new apostles,

new pieces to place.

Wouldn't it be better
if the boy went to play in his room?

What did you say?

That maybe it's better...

No, he stays
until he finishes his quesadilla.

How are your daughters, Gover?

There's no life choice more difficult
than bringing a child into the world.

A father would do anything
to defend his children. Don't you think?

- This isn't necessary, you know?
- What isn't?

We all have a good understanding
of how our business works.

And to keep it running as usual,
I'll need that little bit of help.

You'll get it, Gover.

Yolcaut always can. Right, son?

Yes.

- Itzpapalotl.
- Yes, sir?

Take the gentleman's plate.
He's finished eating.

Yes, as you say.

Excuse me.

- Show him out.
- Yes, sir.

- Follow me.
- Thank you for dinner.

This way.

Yolcaut always can.

Who is it?

It's me, Tochtli.

What happened?

A tummy ache?

Sit down. I'll be right there.

May I turn on the light?

No.

It's so late.

If your eyes hurt, it's your liver.

Give me your hand.

Does it hurt?

A child of your age cannot just eat
quesadillas and ice cream.

You have to eat other things.

Fruit.

Promise me tomorrow you'll eat
at least one mango, okay?

Marie Antoinette of Austria
didn't know what a mango was.

Marie Antoinette of Austria?

She was beheaded
before having tasted a mango.

Promise me you'll eat a mango tomorrow.

Besides, it has to be a real mango,

not a mango ice cream.

Give me the other hand.

That was you, wasn't it?

It was you.

I'll get your tea, and you'll feel better.

Hopefully.

Of course.

My mom used to give me chamomile tea
when I had a tummy ache.

But little girl

I'll still love you

A bullet to the heart.

Corpse.

Thirty bullets to the nail
of the little toe on the left foot.

Alive.

Three bullets to the pancreas.

Unstable condition.

Okay. Now, you ask me.

- Three bullets to the knee.
- Alive.

- Two bullets to the right buttock.
- Alive.

A bullet to the neck.

Corpse.

- It depends.
- On what?

If it doesn't hit the important artery,
he may live.

Unstable condition.

- A bullet to the eye.
- Trouble, boss.

What is it?

I'll be right back.

- What's up, kid?
- We'll continue in a bit.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- See you soon.
- What the fuck happened?

They also confirm
the new Mexican government...

We're screwed.

Turn it up.

...for the extradition
of several drug-trafficking inmates

to a maximum security prison
in the state of Arizona.

The agreement was reportedly reached

following the visit of the president
of Mexico to the United States

after the president expressed his concern

about the low control that the Mexican
government exerts on these criminals...

Stay in the office. I'll be right back.

- Take him, Miztli.
- Yes.

Come on, boy. Let's play.

- Come on, let's go.
- What happened?

- It's nothing.
- Tell me!

...started a secret operation

to locate the biggest capos,

like the head of Sinaloa's cartel,
Yolcaut Rodríguez,

who is now one of the main targets
of the new government.

So far, they have found...

EPISODE 2
DETECTIVE TOCHTLI

Who the fuck is out there?

Come closer, son. Come.

Look. She's Paula Smith, a gringa friend.

- Hello. What's your name?
- Tochtli.

Why does her hair move?

Curious, huh? It's like a hair hat.

I must discuss some important things
with the lady.

Louis XIII of France
made men wear hair hats

in order to avoid head diseases,
such as lice.

That's why I don't wear hair but hats.

Oh, look.

Son, I'm gonna talk to her.
Go play over there.

I'll see you later. Go.

Yes.

We'll have to be careful.

They say there's a damn mess outside.

Says who?

That's what I've heard people are saying.

Who told you that?

I don't know, people talk.

According to whom?

Cut it out.

Did you close the door?

No.

Yes, man.

What a fucking asshole.

You're so stupid.

- Stupid!
- Let's go.

Quecholli!

Quecholli!

Where are you?

Where were you?

Come to bed, my feet are very cold.

...T-I-T-U-T-I-O-N-A-L-I-T-Y,

unconstitutionality.

- Perfect.
- Tell me a longer one.

Counterrevolutionary.

It's not longer.

Oh, then...

Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia.

- What does it mean?
- Fear of long words.

A-fri-can-pig-my-hi-ppo-po-ta-mus.

Enough, you're just playing.

Really?

Hey.

- Tell me.
- I was thinking,

why don't you come to town
with me next week?

We can have ice cream,

see Yelitza.

Yolcaut doesn't want me
to leave the house.

Tell him you want to go to town,
that you're going with me.

I went to Miztli's town once
and found it appalling.

Well...

Yelitza would like to see you.

Yolcaut too.

What about him?

He wants to see you
and told me to ask you to breakfast.

Come on, then.

Man, no.

When you're writing, you have to know
what's the interest of the time.

Otherwise, you waste a lot of energy,
writing against the tide.

And what's the interest of this time?

Oh, well, I don't know about that.

How can you find out?

Well, when I was young,
I used to contradict everyone.

That's why I was never published.

He wasn't published
because his stories were lame.

Have you read them?

Yes, when he applied
to be Tochtli's tutor.

- I was very pedantic.
- And now?

And now he's
the best paid school teacher in Mexico.

It usually happens.

We failed writers end up as teachers,

but at least my failure wasn't in vain.

I'm now taking care
of our dear Tochtli, right?

And you, son,
do you like your lessons with Mazatzin?

Yes.

Did you ask him
why he didn't come to your birthday?

What did he say?

I had some problems.

What kind of problems?

Family problems, that's all.

You can't bail over some problems.

What are you doing?

The smaller the portion,
the better you digest it.

Don't listen to her.

Quecholli is a sissy.
She just eats fruits.

Fruit and vegetables.

And cheese, sometimes.

Dad, can girls be sissies too?

Sure, son.

The world is full of sissies.
Men, women, and children too.

That's why we machos
can take advantage of it.

There's nothing wrong with being a sissy.

Pass the sauce.

Some sissies have more balls
than Pancho Villa himself.

He knows a lot about books
and nothing about life.

I'm just saying...

I know what you're saying,
and you're wrong.

Look, when I talk about sissies,
I don't mean queers, gays.

I refer to people who behave like sissies.

I'm not a sissy.

And you know it.

Aren't you?

Itzpapalotl, pass me a tortilla.

Some meat.

Let's see.

- A taco...
- No, how gross.

Keep that away from me.

Really?

He scared you.

I ate too many tamales.

- Do you like Itzpapalotl's food?
- Yes.

Hey.

Thank Yolcaut for breakfast.

- Will you tell him?
- Yes.

- What will you study tomorrow?
- The Spanish book...

Mazatzin! Your money.

Count it.

No, man, I trust you.

Look.

Los cuervos están de luto. Is it good?

- Very.
- Does it have blood?

Death, but no blood.

What did you sell him?

Nothing. I just gave him some novels.

For him to read.

See you tomorrow.

- See you then.
- Yes.

- Study.
- Yes.

It exploded!

The power is mine!

Hey!

The power is mine!

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Do you live here?
- Yes.

- Where do you live?
- Over there.

- What's over there?
- My house.

But what else?

Is this palace for you alone?

- No, there are other people too.
- How many?

Five, but I know of a few more.
How many do you know?

So many. At school we're... thirty-two.

- Is it true that you have a zoo?
- Yes.

What animals are there?

A tiger, monkeys, a zebra...

Hey, and...

can I come in?

I don't know. Yolcaut decides
who goes in and who comes out.

Who's Yolcaut?

My dad. Do you have a dad?

Yes.

- And a mom?
- That too.

She's waiting for me.
I gotta go. She'll panic if I'm late.

Yolcaut doesn't panic,
because I'm always here.

- Don't you ever go out?
- No.

The power is mine!

- Here, you can have it.
- Thanks!

The power is...

- Goodbye!
- Goodbye!

The power is mine!

Mexican brothers,
it's time to take back what was ours.

Yes, sir!

If there are any sissies
in this battalion,

raise your hands.

All right, two sissies down.

Anyone else got something to say?

No, sir!

Walk!

Who said that?

No, what? Asshole.

Let go of me!

- Move!
- I swear it wasn't me.

- I'm loyal!
- I don't give a shit. Move!

- Did anyone see you?
- No, no one.

Move!

Where's Tochtli?

In his room, playing.

Take him to my office.

Move.

Come on, let's go inside.

Get in, man!

What did you think would happen
when we found out?

Please don't kill me. Please.

What do your friends call you, Antonio?

Antuco.

They call me Antuco.

Let's use common sense, Antuco.

- Yolcaut, I swear it wasn't me.
- Yeah, yeah, stop it.

- How many cars do you own?
- What?

Simple question. How many cars do you own?

- Three.
- Three. And how many houses?

Two.

Did you finish elementary school?

What?

Answer him, asshole!

No, I didn't finish it.

How many people
who didn't even finish elementary school

do you think have
three cars and two houses?

I also have four kids,
and the youngest is a baby. Please...

Oh, Antuco, we're fucked up
because of people like you.

The only way to avoid
these shitty moments in the future

is by setting an example.

Please.

No.

No!

The pico de gallo, man.

- It's very spicy.
- Quesadillas, my love.

It is, Miztli. Want some lemon?

Some water?

- Give him the red one.
- I can't even talk.

If you know it's hot,
why do you put so much?

You've got a stain there.

Turn up the volume.

- What?
- Turn it up.

...the victim was reportedly
an employee of the Hermosillo Zoo.

Police forces
have already arrived at the zoo...

May she rest in peace.

She's lion food.

She'll become lion shit.

The only thing that rests in peace
is her leg.

...as a result of a dispute among employees.

- Here.
- The motive is yet unknown.

Are there African pygmy hippos
at the Hermosillo Zoo?

No. I don't think there ever will be.

The President of the Republic
announced new security measures

to combat this new wave of violence
in the country.

The national army will take control of...

Why is the Gover there?

I ask the people of Mexico
not to see this as a threat,

but as a resource
so they may continue living in peace.

Good evening, kid.

Good evening!

Come here, son.

Itzpapalotl saved
some tampiqueña meat for you.

She said she was tired

and went to bed.

But she said you could wake her up
if you feel hungry.

Look at them, son.

Caged beauty.

Give Mazatzin that title
for one of his fucking stories.

A lion ate a woman at the Hermosillo Zoo.

Someone made that woman commit suicide.

How do you know?

Think the worst, and you won't be wrong.

Do we feed corpses to the tiger?

How many Mexicans do you think
have these animals at home?

If they got out of their cage,
would they eat us?

Probably, son.

Hippos don't eat people.

It's a good idea, you know?

Going on a short trip.

Are you going on a trip?

We're going on a trip. You and me.

Why?

Because they recommended
I take a vacation.

Where to?

I think you know where.

I don't know.

If you could choose anywhere in the world,
where would you go?

Your first flight, son. Are you happy?

Mazatzin says it's essential to be happy
when you do something for the first time.

- Give me that.
- Why?

You can't take this hat on a trip.

I'll buy you a safari hat in Africa.

I wanted to go too, boss.

You're too dark. They'll mistake you
for an African and won't let you leave.

- Shut up, Miztli.
- Suck it, idiot.

- Not yet.
- I want to see the street.

The street wants to look in here too.

Boss. That's what the Gover got.

- From Honduras?
- Yes.

Winston López.
What fucking name is that, man?

The idea was to go unnoticed.

They all have ridiculous names
in Honduras.

How do you know?

Here are the players
of the Honduran national football team.

Mano González, William Murillo,
and Ruby Caballero.

- I don't even know its capital.
- Tegucigalpa.

Fucking tongue twister.

I'm Franklin Gómez.

This one's yours, Junior López.

Tell me, what's my name?

- Yolcaut.
- No, my Honduran name.

Oh, Winston López.

Good. And yours?

Junior López.

You have to know these names by heart.

What's Chichilkuali's?

Franklin.

Franklin what?

- I don't remember.
- Gómez.

Oh, Franklin Gómez.

These new names
have always been our names. Got it?

No.

It's easy, son.

Imagine you were born in Honduras,

your family is Honduran,
and your whole life happened in Honduras.

Imagine all that is real. That's it.

- Do I have siblings?
- No.

- And a mom?
- No.

See? I'm not lying.

You can open the curtain, Junior.
We're already on the road.

All set?

What time is it?

What time is it?

It's 2:15.

My watch says 6:15.

Mexico is eight hours behind.
The sun's just rising over there.

But it's the same sun.

The same fucking sun, Tochtli.

- What do you think of the Africans?
- I don't know.

They're normal people, but Black.

- Are there Black people in Mexico?
- No.

There are dark people,
like our dear Miztli.

Do we Lópezes know Miztli?

No, probably not.

- All good, boss.
- Let's go.

- Let's go.
- Come on.

Come on.

- Sit up front.
- Yes.

It's on the other side, man.

No problem.

What do you think about Namibia, Junior?

Sordid.

EPISODE 3
EXPLORER TOCHTLI

Junior, what do you think?

- Huh? Ready to hunt hippos?
- Ready.

Let's go.

Chichilkuali, let's go.

Let's go.

What did he say?

That pygmy hippos are hunted at night

because they hide in the river
during the day.

We already knew that.

Yes, but John here loves to talk and talk.

Listen, John.

Look at them. They come
to the end of the world to take pictures.

Taking pictures
doesn't make animals extinct.

Fucking sissies.

Come on, John!

Go that way! Look!

Fuck, what are those?

Look at them jumping!

- Look! A zebra!
- Where?

A herd of zebras!

Yes. There are so many.

There goes Miztli. And Chichilkuali.

Stop it, kid.

Look over there. Look, a giraffe!

- Where?
- There!

- I see it. You see it, Chichilkuali?
- Look!

- That's Paula.
- Without the wig.

- Wig Paula.
- With horns.

There's Itzpapalotl.

I'll tell her. She'll beat you up.

Man!

There are so many!

- That's Mazatzin!
- No way.

There are more giraffes. Look.

It's the same one, Dad.

When will we find the hippos?

I don't know.
This bastard keeps going in circles.

How much longer, Chichilkuali?

We're close.

You said that three hours ago, man.

To see stray dogs,
we could have stayed in Mexico.

What are you doing?

Wild animals exist
so someone more macho can kill them.

What are you doing?

Where did you get that? Give me that, kid.

- Huh? Who gave this to you?
- No one.

- Where did you get it?
- From home.

- Did you know?
- No.

I found it in the secret room.

Why didn't anyone tell me
what was in there?

- Put it away.
- Yes.

Next time, just let me know, son.

Gangs don't keep things from each other
and see the truth. You taught me that.

Yes, but not every truth is good to see.

If I don't share, it's not because
I don't want you to know, okay?

No.

There are some things
that aren't good to see.

Come on.

It's fine.

Shit.

In that case...

Yeah, let's go.

I won!

We would have stayed at home
to play dominoes.

Fucking shitty country.

Tochtli, go to sleep.

I'm not tired.

- What do they drink in this damn country?
- Amarula.

Amarula. But I saw some rum.

- Bring a bottle.
- Yes.

What's rum?

It's tequila made from

sugar cane.

Can I try it?

Wanna try it?

Come here.

Raise your arms.

You're not ready yet.

When you grow hair under your arms,
I'll let you try it.

Look at that.

We'll find them. I promise, okay?

Hopefully.

Hopefully. Who always can?

- Yolcaut.
- Good.

- You look like that one.
- You do.

I'll finish my birthday list
once I see the hippos.

Shit.

Chichilkuali, tell this bastard
that we've had enough.

We haven't seen anything.

Yes, boss.

- Do you feel that, Junior?
- What?

Something will happen.

- Something like what?
- Something good.

That's called "a gut feeling."

That, exactly, a good gut feeling.

Nothing happens in this fucking forest.

Many things happen, but we don't see them.

That's how nature works.
It hides until it snatches you.

Why is he stopping?

He saw something. Go.

Look, the hippos.

But those are big.

No, the ones by the shore.

- There they are.
- Tell them not to kill them.

No, he's putting them to sleep
to take them to Mexico.

My beloved and beautiful Mexico

If I die far from you

Let them say I'm asleep

And bring me here

Let them say I'm asleep

And bring me here

My beloved and beautiful Mexico

If I die far away

From you

Centuries of culture,

and people still see us as a mix
of Cantinflas and Speedy Gonzalez.

Cantinflas must be the Gover.

They must be taking the hippos
to the port by now.

- How long will the trip take?
- Several days.

They must be fed a lot of alfalfa.

- Alfalfa?
- Yes.

- What's "alfalfa" in English?
- I don't know.

Tell John to take care of it.

We were lucky that one hippo is male
and the other is female.

What are you gonna name them?

I don't know.
I have to repeat a name a hundred times.

Cantinflas.

- Cantinflas.
- Cantinflas.

Cantinflas!

Cantinflas!

Cantinflas!

Cantinflas!

Look at that beautiful sky, son.

Who would've thought?
Tochtli under an African night sky.

- I'm Junior.
- Goddamn Junior.

I love you, son.

I love you so much.

I love that bald head of yours.

I told you. Yolcaut always can.

- Winston.
- What?

Your name is Winston.

Yes, but the one who always can
is Yolcaut.

Come on. Let's go.

- Chichilkuali!
- Scream at him.

We're taking hippos to Mexico!

The male's name is Louis XVI,

the female's
is Marie Antoinette of Austria.

Drop the "of Austria."

I liked
Marie Antoinette of Austria better.

Would you like me to call you
Junior López of Tegucigalpa?

No.

See?

- When are you coming back?
- Soon.

Yes, but how soon?

I don't know.
I asked Winston, and he said soon.

I miss you already, Tochtli.

Me too.

- Who is it?
- John Kennedy.

Who?

Our guide.

Yes. Tochtli, hang up.

Hang up. We have to go.

- What is he talking about?
- He says they're sick.

How does he know?

Open the door.

- Stay here.
- I want to see them.

- Let me go in first.
- No.

Don't be foolish. It can be dangerous.

Gangs don't keep things from each other.
Instead, they tell the truth.

Are you sure?

Hello.

Don't get close, son.

Who's Louis XVI,
and who's Marie Antoinette of Austria?

- They pooped. They need to be cleaned.
- It's the only option.

Don't touch them, Tochtli.

Don't touch it!

They need help!

No, we're too late. Nothing can be done.

- Why?
- Because they're suffering.

Animals suffer when they're like this.

Don't let them suffer.

Tochtli, we can't do anything.

- Why not?
- Because we can't!

Yolcaut always can.

- Son.
- Yolcaut always can!

I promise I'll get you others.

I don't want others. I want my friends
Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette of Austria.

- You don't even know them.
- I do know them. We must help them.

They're suffering. Can't you see?

Don't let them suffer!

They are, Tochtli.

- No!
- It's better to help them die quickly.

They'll be dead by the time
they reach Mexico. Rotten, understand?

I can travel with them
and take care of them.

You too.

Come on, man.

Repeat what you just said.

- Repeat what you just said.
- What did I say?

- You'll travel with them?
- Yes.

- Yes?!
- Yes.

Look at them. Look! Huh?

Look at them, Tochtli. You can't do that.

I'll buy you others. Yolcaut always can.

You lied to me.

It's all a fucking lie!

- Leave, Junior.
- No, you leave.

Tochtli, son, get out!

Whoever goes out is a sissy.

As you wish.

...by completing the word "Mexico,"
you win 50,000...

...he tries his shot because...

Sordid.

Terrible.

...the same colonial palaces...

Pathetic.

...exquisite wood carvings...

Ominous.

EPISODE 4
SAMURAI TOCHTLI

Konichiwa.

Nice hat, kid.

Thanks.

What are you cooking?

Menudo, grilled fish,
and your blessed quesadillas.

In Japan, they also eat raw fish.

Yes, but they also eat other things,
don't they, Tochtli?

I'm Usagi.

I don't know what that is.

It means "rabbit of the moon."

Oh. Hey, look.

Come, try this.

- Usagi doesn't eat menudo or quesadillas.
- So what does he eat?

Raw fish.

Oh, Holy Mary!

Can you prepare raw fish for me?

No, because you won't eat it.

I'll eat it. I swear on Miyamoto Musashi.

Who?

The most macho of the samurai.

Fine.

Aguachile for Tochtli coming up.

Usagi!

Sorry, for Usagi.

This menudo is delicious.

- My mom's recipe.
- Really?

- How's Yolotl?
- Old.

Send her my regards.

Want some more?

- No, I'm already full.
- No.

And you, how's the aguachile?

I'm talking to you.

Tochtli.

Hey, I'm talking to you, son.

- His name's Usagi.
- Huh?

His name is Usagi now.
It's a Japanese name.

It means "rabbit of the moon."

- Usagi.
- Yes.

He's a samurai.

With that robe,
he looks more like a sissy than a samurai.

Pass the water?

- Yes.
- No.

I'm closer. Why don't you ask me?

The Gover.

- What does he want?
- Turn on the news.

Where are you going? There's a TV here.

We're family.

...following an operation,
the Army discovered

dozens of human remains
scattered in an open field

known as Cuesta del Águila,

located near the highway
connecting Culiacán and Sinaloa.

Are human remains better than corpses?

Yes, because no one knows who they were
before they became corpses.

Turn it up, Usagi.

...the rescue team.

No, I asked Usagi.

- Give him the remote control.
- ...it was reported last night

by different citizens and workers
of the neighboring properties...

Turn it up, Usagi.

...coming from the burning tires...

I'm talking to you.

So far, ten bags have been found...

- I'm talking to you, Usagi.
- ...with human remains.

I'm talking to you!

Want to tell me something?
Tell me. Don't be a sissy, Usagi.

Speak up, for fuck's sake!
Cut the bullshit!

So far, there's no information...

I didn't know
I had raised such a spoiled brat.

What do you think you'll achieve
behaving like this?

Boss.

The bodies were poorly buried,
almost at the surface,

as if the perpetrators of this atrocity

wanted them to be easily found.

Four dismembered bodies were found.

Three men and one woman.

Quecholli.

- However, on a preliminary basis...
- Turn it off.

Damn it!

The gringos.
Goddamn fucking gringos, Usagi.

Terrible.

According to the gringos,

the atomic bomb would be used
to kill a lot of people

fast and without suffering.

Like the guillotine.

No, Usagi, the atomic bomb
is much crueler than the guillotine.

Not only because it's a method
of mass annihilation, but also torture.

We don't have atomic bombs here,
but we have other things.

- Here in Mexico?
- No, here in the house.

What things?

Well... truth.

What do you mean, "truth"?

Those that aren't good to see.

Hey.

I'm sorry about your hippos.

Sometimes animals get sick
because they don't want to be caught.

Yolcaut is a traitor.

No, man.

I brought you a gift.

No, thanks. It's not my birthday.

I know, but it's Usagi's birth.

Gifts are also given at births.

If you're serious
about becoming a samurai,

you must read this book.

A samurai dictionary.

THE BOOK OF FIVE RINGS

That book will help you when you grow up.

How so?

Just read it.

- What's this?
- It's a dedication.

FROM A FRIEND TO ANOTHER, WITH LOVE

Why?

Some gifts are dedicated
to make them more personal.

You're very important to me, Usagi.

And I wanted you to know.

See you tomorrow?

No.

Study, all right?

DEAR USAGI, PLEASE OPEN ME

YOLCAUT ALWAYS CAN

It's easy to fight enemies
that don't exist, isn't it, Usagi?

Why don't you help me cut weeds?

I can't. I'm cutting heads off.

The only head you'll cut off is your own.

Be careful, kid.

I really like the house. It's very large.

I like the decor.

Hello.

Remember Alotl, son?

We lived together in the other house
when you were younger.

She'll be staying with us for a few days.

I heard your name is Usagi now.
What a beautiful name.

Careful. You don't want to hurt anyone.

I brought you a gift.

A souvenir from Acapulco.

What do you say?

How long will you punish me?

- Forget it. It doesn't matter.
- It sure does.

Hey. If someone gives you a gift,
you say "thank you."

I get you don't wanna talk to me,
but Alotl gave you a gift...

Thank you, Alotl.

You're welcome.

This kid.

You too.

Why didn't you say anything?

Because I didn't want
to talk to you before.

- Did you know?
- No.

No, boss.

Fucking Mazatzin. Didn't he tell anyone?

- Maybe something happened to Yelitza.
- Who?

Mazatzin's wife. She's ill.

Go see what he's up to.

Fucking delicious.

Thank Itzpapalotl.

You have to win her over,
or she'll starve you to death.

That's not true.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Do you always eat so little?

Whenever I'm not hungry.

- Do we have chiltipines?
- Yes, go get them.

- Come on, let's go to bed.
- Behave yourself.

Ninety, sixty, plenty, Usagi.

- Shut up, Miztli.
- Why?

Ninety, sixty, plenty.

Fuck! Go fuck yourself!

Fucking writer!

Motherfucker!

Go fuck yourself!

Tochtli, come here.

- Tochtli.
- Wait.

Easy. Calm down.

Sit down.

Look at me.

Easy.

Calm down. Hold me.

I got you.

We found Mazatzin.

DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE
SHADY CONNECTIONS, BY MAZATZIN CORTÉS

- What did he write?
- It's a tell-all.

The truth that isn't good to see?

- Yes.
- Breathe.

- About Yolcaut?
- Yes.

About all of us.

Everyone but you.

There is no Tochtli in the rabbit hole.

- What about Usagi?
- No.

Why?

- Maybe he wanted to protect you.
- From what?

We don't know.

Fuck that!

Who's that?

The samurai's brother.

Is he also a samurai?

No, look.

The one with the katana is the samurai.

- That one there?
- Yes.

The one without a sword

is the brother, who's not a samurai.

It's not that complicated.

Who's the other one?

He's the samurai's father.

- Is he also a samurai?
- Yes.

Why do they fight if they're family?

Are you going to talk
through the whole movie?

They fight for honor,

because honor is the only thing
that matters for a samurai.

Where are you going?
We haven't finished the movie.

Dad!

Know what, son?

Someday you'll have to do that with me.

Do what?

I'll wait for you in bed.

Testing. One, two, three.

NEW DICTIONARY

- What word did you learn today?
- Resignation.

I can't hear anything!

Hello, yes.

Hello. Testing.

- The party started.
- I'll be right there.

Today I want you to be Tochtli.

Why?

Because that's your name.

But my name is Usagi.

Come.

Your name is Tochtli,
like your grandfather.

You're not Japanese. You're Mexican.

- Do you follow?
- Yes.

Good. Go change.

Your husband doesn't love you like I do

Another one?

Another one.

How many musicians...

As my dad used to say,

real men don't talk too much.

Come on, boss!

And we don't like to be
the center of attention,

but today I want to tell you something
that I hope you already know.

You're our only family.

Including our new friends from the band.

- Bravo.
- The band Soyatita.

The real family

is the one we choose
and build little by little.

You are our brothers and sisters.

I want tonight to be our night, our party.

I want you to go to bed drunk.

Itzpapalotl, you too.

You too.

I want you to go to sleep knowing

that we love you.

- We love you very much.
- Us too.

- And that we're... forever grateful.
- We love you, Tochtli.

You'll make me cry, man.
Happy New Year to all!

- Happy New Year!
- Happy New Year!

- Happy New Year!
- Cheers!

Eat up fast and keep playing,
motherfuckers.

It's time, son.

Time for what?

Show me your hands.

Take a good look.

Man.

Let's see.

Hold it.

No, with this hand. There.

Hold it tight.

- Who are we shooting?
- The sky, Tochtli.

- Just the sky?
- Just the sky.

- Do you like it?
- Yes.

Not that one.

Look,

we have to write
what we no longer want in our lives,

and we'll burn it today.

- Got one?
- Yes.

- Yes.
- Put it there.

When do we burn them?

Here, it's gone.

The pozole is here!

About time, right?

There, let it burn.

It'll never come back.

Write it all down. And we'll burn it all.

What are you doing?

- Warding off bad luck.
- The pozole is here. Didn't you hear?

Will you help me serve it?

- Let's go.
- Let's go.

I should have made the pozole.

- Cheers.
- Cheers!

Already drunk?

No.

Well, yes, a little.

Hand me one of those bowls and the ladle.

Here.

- That's the Gover!
- Go find your dad, go!

- Yes!
- Now! Run!

Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

What happened, son?

- The Gover!
- What?

- The Gover!
- What about him?

- He's here.
- What?

Tochtli!

Tochtli!

- See Tochtli?
- No.

Release the animals! Run!

Tochtli!

Tochtli, come!

- Where?
- Run!

Motherfucker!

Come on, bastards!

Come on, this way!

- Cover up!
- This way!

- Come here!
- Let's go!

Run! Go!

Motherfuckers!

Go inside, kid!

Go inside, darling!

Where are you going?

You'll see, motherfuckers!

You'll get screwed.

Damn fucking soldiers!

You messed with the wrong old hag!

Hand me the gun!

- Bastards!
- Where's Tochtli? Take cover.

Get in, son!

Go on!

- Alotl.
- Here you are.

- Come here. Run!
- Run!

Duck.

Run! Go! Run!

Dad!

- Run to the hat room!
- Run.

- Where to?
- That way!

- Run.
- In there.

Move.

Help me with this.

- Get in.
- No.

Go with Alotl.
She'll take care of everything.

Do as you're told.

- I'll see you on the other side. Run.
- When?

I have to stay.
I have to help the people outside.

Tochtli, you're a child.
It's not your fault.

I'm a child, but not a sissy.

I know you're no sissy.

But people don't know you're here.
They don't know you exist.

Do you follow?

No.

Tochtli, I built this palace for you.

So that you'd be free,
but you can no longer be free here.

- Don't be afraid.
- Come on!

Remember, Yolcaut always can.

Go.

Dad, come with us.

- I'm coming, son.
- Dad!

Thank you.

Ready.

- Where are we going?
- To meet some friends.

- Whose friends?
- I'll explain later.

Hold this. Hold it.

Hop on.

Hop on!

Hold on tight. Very tight.

- Run.
- Where to?

Over there, to the stairs!

You have to climb first.

They have to see you.

Go up.

- Hurry!
- Where?

Over there. Run!

Pascual!

- Pascual!
- Ma'am.

- Hello.
- You need anything?

No, thank you.

- Go. There's no time.
- Run.

Wig Paula?

EPILOGUE
YANKEE TOCHTLI

Think the worst, and you won't be wrong.