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ANY RESEMBLANCE TO REAL ONES IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

-Hi. -How are you?

You were right.

We've checked all the surveillance cameras.

And we've found it.

-What's wrong? -Nothing.

THE FRAGILITY OF BODIES

Excuse me?

I'm looking for someone who lives in this house.

That is inhabited.

I got this address.

It's always been inhabited.

Do you know this boy?

This is to thank me for the favors?

This is crazy. How much was it?

Enough to ask you for another favor.

I need you to find the address for this phone.

I think this is the house where lives the boy...

that Carranza hit, Nahuel Suárez.

Nahuel Suárez...

The address was not on the file?

It was. But it is fake.

It's a vacant lot.

Give me a couple of hours to see what I can do.

-Jonathan Cisneros. -Who is he?

Another boy.

The only one, out of the seven, who was uninjured.

There is nothing on the file.

Not even who drove the train.

And you want to find him.

-I want to try. -I'll do my best.

Anyway, if there is nothing on the file...

-The judge was Romanín. -Really?

Ask you father. They play golf together every week.

I know.

But my father does not ride a bike.

And the helmet can not be returned.

Two to zero!

Since I became a Chacarita fan, it's lost all the matches.

Soccer is like that.

Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose.

What's wrong with you?

I have to move out.

I can't continue living in that lousy boarding house.

I need a decent place to take my daughter.

Where she can have her own room.

-Move out then. -It's not so easy.

I can't even afford a one-bedroom apartment.

Two months in advance. A property as a warranty.

It all a fortune.

I can give you my property as a warranty.

Thank you very much. But I need money.

I've made up my mind. I'll become a Chicago fan.

-You can't do that. -Why not?

Because your team is Chacarita.

You can't change teams because yours is doing badly.

It's just like life.

You were born Chinese, you'll die that way.

You were born a Chacarita fan, you'll die that way.

I can choose to have another citizenship though.

Shut up, please.

Come in.

I've come to say hi. So you don't complain about me.

You're planning a dinner party for the 23rd.

For the 23rd.? Is that necessary, dad?

No, but we agreed to do that with your sisters.

Why don't we celebrate her birthday...

instead of the day of her death?

We don't get together to celebrate her death.

It's to remember your mother's death.

If you don't want to come, it's fine.

You don't have to.

If all agree, let's do it.

It can be either at home or at Leti's.

We can also meet at my apartment.

It's not big but we are not so many.

All right, your apartment then.

I'll bring the food. You make some dessert.

There is no need. I'll take care of everything.

To make potato knishes is not rocket science.

Where did you get the money from?

I can't tell you.

I won't tell anybody.

Bullshit! You'll spill the beans.

You stole it.

I didn't. I can earn more if I want to.

I also want to earn money.

I want to buy new soccer boots.

They cost 1,000 pesos. Replicas.

The original ones cost about 2,500.

How will you get that amount?

You think you're so smart.

Here he is.

Actually, he is not in a coma, but in a vegetative state.

-What is the difference? -Does it matter?

I'm sorry. Two buses have crashed.

They are bringing the casualties over here.

This will be a chaos in a few minutes.

Don't worry.

My sister told me it was a train accident.

How did you get that information?

I can't remember. I think a relative told us.

-Who? -His father or his uncle.

Only his mother has come lately.

Here we go.

-Thanks. -You're welcome.

I've got the address you were looking for.

It's a shantytown.

Los Piletones, in Soldati.

Send it over to me, please.

Are you there?

Block Four, House Nr. 39. Los Piletones.

What about the other boy, Jonathan?

-How are you doing? -Fine.

Can you show me a draft of your story?

Actually, there is no draft.

Tell me about it then.

Right now?

Or we can meet later.

We can tell me over coffee or dinner.

How do you like that?

I'll work something out and I'll let you know.

-Fine, let me know. -Sure.

Are you on the train? I need to talk to you urgently.

Call me when you can.

Damn!

I'm sorry. I made a mistake.

I'm so dumb.

Cutini's zoo used to be here. Did you know that?

It was a gold mine.

Until a boy tried to feed a bear.

And it torn his arm off.

Thirty years have passed.

There are people who say they still see...

loose animals out there.

Deers, guanacos... Those damn animals.

Did you also buy this land?

Who is the driver in the video?

Lucio Valrossa.

And the girl? She's very nice.

Verónica Rosenthal.

Rosenthal...

A Jewish girl, a reporter.

It rings a bell to me.

Her father is a lawyer.

-What do we do now? -Nothing.

-We must stay alert. -Nothing?

Nothing for the time being.

What happened to the bear who tore the boy's arm off?

-He became a carpet. -Of course.

That shouldn't have happened. Cutini was an idiot.

If you give food to a bear and he'll eat up your hand.

Perfect. Thanks a lot. Bye.

Did you finally rent anything?

No way! Real state agencies ask for a fortune.

And owners don't rent to unregistered employees.

Those problems are solved with money.

I don't have any.

-You could have a lot. -How?

You have a good eye. You know what I need.

Peque is wonderful.

What you gave me for finding Peque...

was not enough to pay for the downpayment.

Find me another one like Peque and I'll help you out.

How is your father?

Do you really want to talk about my father?

I love him, I want to know how he is doing.

-Tell me. -He is fine.

He is coming home this week, together with my sisters.

What is the occasion?

It's my mother's death anniversary.

-How long ago was it? -Five years.

-You must be careful. -Why?

He'll see the panel on the wall and he'll get worried.

He'll think you are obsessed.

Well, you are. Very much obsessed.

How are you, Vero? Where are you?

It's Thursday night. You must be at Paula's bar.

I've got some information for you.

Tell me what you want me to do about it.

I learned something about Jonathan, the survivor.

I talked to Romanín.

He gave me the name of the train driver.

Carlos Romero. Here is a picture of him.

What?

I have a friend who works at the Federal Shooting Range.

-I phoned him about the gun. -What gun?

-Come on, Vero. -Okay, I know.

I felt uneasy about that. I asked him about it.

Do you know they keep records of all the guns used there?

Yes, I do. So?

So?

What is this?

A record. With dates and times.

Valrossa went there several times.

To practise shooting with his gun.

He told me he had never gone practising.

He didn't even remember he had that gun.

He must have poor memory. He went there many times.

Hey, Rafa!

-How are you? -Fine. And you?

-Do you remember Pizza? -Hi, Pizza.

-How are you? -Fine.

Why didn't you come over the other night?

I told you I couldn't.

Don't worry. It's okay.

Today's is Piazza's sister's birthday.

-Why don't you come? -That'll be great.

-I don't think I can go. -Come on!

Do you want us to beg you? It's an invitation.

-Okay, but just for a while. -Great.

Bring something to drink. Wine or beer.

If you don't drop by, we'll go fetch you.

All right, see you.

How are you?

I met with Sandra, Carranza's wife.

She told me she never talked to you.

You told me something else.

I didn't want to bother her. I thought it was a bad time.

You should've told me that.

You said she didn't want to see me instead.

I also learned you went to the Federal Shooting Range.

You practised there many times.

With the gun you told me you didn't remember having.

Are you married? Do you have children?

Is that true?

I'm married, I have children...

and I went to the Federal Shooting Range.

What for?

To take my mind off things. You concentrate, aim and fire.

It's a soothing activity.

Fishing and yoga are soothing activities.

Not shooting bullets.

Why did you lie to me?

Because you are a reporter.

I'm just getting to know you.

Did you give him the gun?

-You like repeating questions. -Did you?

I told you I didn't.

There were seven accidents involving children...

in the last five years.

Six of them died, only one survived.

The driver that day was Carlos Romero.

Do you know him? Personally?

I want to meet him.

I want him to tell me what happened.

-You know what happened. -Yes, but I want to know more.

You don't seem to understand. There are children involved.

You have children, Lucio. I can't believe you don't care.

-What are you laughing at? -You are so funny.

-Why? -What children?

You only care about yourself.

You are an asshole.

My shift is about to start.

Hello?

How are you feeling?

Not too well.

I didn't like how it all ended today.

Neither did I.

But I'm partly right, am I not?

Partly.

What happens?

Nothing.

It bothers me that you know me so well.

That you get me figured out.

It makes me feel miserable.

I think you do it all for you.

But it is all right too. It is valuable research.

You didn't say that today.

I was a bit upset.

Upset?

Like crazy?

Yes, crazy about you.

Come here and I'll show you.

Where to?

To the driver's compartment.

You wanted to have sex.

Guess what I'm wearing.

Shorts?

And below?

Nothing.

You are a bad boy.

Guess what I am doing.

You're touching yourself.

Are you in a hurry?

You're arriving at the station. I know you too. You see?

Really?

What am I thinking?

You want me to eat your mouth.

What are you doing?

What do you want me to do?

Put your hand under my shorts.

Push hard.

Is that okay?

Yes. Now bite me.

Where?

My neck.

Is this okay?

Now the breasts.

The nipples, right?

Keep going down.

I'll go down. Is that okay?

Get it in, Lucio.

Fuck me!

Do you like it this way? Harder?

Yes.

Damn!

What happened?

I have to go. The bell's ringing.

Call me tomorrow, will you?

Bye.

Marisa told me you went to see her.

Yes, she is lovely. She helped me a lot.

About the trains?

-Yes. -Federico told me.

Yes, about that.

How much time do you have to hand in a story?

Do you have a deadline?

Sometimes you do. It depends.

Some stories take longer than others.

Some stories must be more difficult than others.

And some reporters are more dedicated than others.

It depends on several things.

-What is this story about? -She's just said it.

Something about trains. What in particular?

I'd rather not talk much about it.

Children hit by trains.

-The boy is listening, dad! -I'm sorry.

It's not just that. There is much more to it.

What else?

I don't know. But there is a lot more.

If you don't know, so far it's about...

children hit by trains, honey.

I'm done. Can I go play?

Have you had enough?

Sure? Okay, you can go.

I've got you some candy.

What are you upset about?

Me? About nothing.

You seem to be upset about something.

Did I say something wrong?

It is not what you say but the tone you use.

-What tone, honey? -That damn tone of yours.

Stop it, Verónica!

Who is this, auntie?

A friend of mine.

Look, dad. Is this from Rayo Vallecano?

Let me see.

Yes, exactly. Rayo Vallecano.

The Spanish team. But look closer.

His t-shirt reads Rayito Vallecano.

Can I see it?

Rayito Vallecano...

He used to play so well.

Yes, he should've been in the major leagues.

We would all be rich now.

Do you remember that unforgettable match?

-Do you remember it? -Yes, I was there.

He stopped the ball in the middle of the field.

He kicked it over the goal. Too bad he's such a mess.

We could be in Europe enjoying the good stuff.

Not this damn thing! Where did you buy it?

At the usual place.

I told you not to go there anymore.

There you are.

Here is some for you, girls.

How long have you been clean?

Seven months.

It must be hard for you to resist, right?

What are you doing, punk?

Shut up, idiot. I'll beat you up.

Damn you!

What are you looking at?

Go to hell!

Yes, Nahuel. I remember him very well.

A good boy. A bit rough for soccer.

Good-hearted. He must be in one of these.

Do you know what happened to him?

I haven't seen him for a long time.

He stopped coming about a year ago.

What happened to him?

He was hit by a train. He died.

Here he is.

Why did the stop coming?

He kicked all the other players.

He was sent to the bench every time.

His category was overcrowded.

He rarely got to play.

He used to live in a slum, Los Piletones.

I don't know.

They fill out a form when they start playing.

But when they stop playing, we tear it off.

Could he have gone to another club?

Yes, there are many soccer clubs in this area.

Could be. Was it an accident?

Come here, Peque.

Raise hell.

With the new guy.

Hey, you!

Come on! Keep playing, ladies.

This is for you. It's 5,000 pesos.

Thanks a lot.

You did your job well. I said I'd help you out.

I've got enough to make a downpayment.

Give some coke to the new boy. It's on the house.

-Thanks, Rivero. -What is it, Peque?

When is the next competition?

-You ran out of money yet? -That's my business.

I don't set the dates of the competitions.

Don't worry. It will be soon enough.

Will it be against Cholito again?

No, he lost. He is out. It's like a golden goal.

If you lose, you are out.

-I'm not gonna lose. -Great.

I want more money. Last time you gave me peanuts.

Come on!

I saw many people there. I want at least 2,000.

Do you know how much that is?

There is no competition then.

I'll see what I can do. Go practise now.

-Catch her! -No! Wait!

-Give me your bag! -No! Wait!

Damn!

You're so silly! Don't forget about the tires.

What tires?

Are you kidding me?

I walked by the shop yesterday and they were lying there.

If the guy buys another dog, we will be doomed.

I don't care. I have another competition.

-When? -I don't know.

But I'll have another one. Because I won.

And if I win this one, I'll get 2,000.

-Is it about soccer? -It's about being brave.

Stop it. I can't tell you anything else.

You compete against another boy?

Of course. Against Cholito.

The guy you met at the club.

He lost.

So he can't compete anymore.

He is out.

Why don't you compete against me?

No matter who wins, we'll split the money.

-It is convenient, isn't it? -Could be.

Sure.

Let me compete first and then we'll see.

Okay.

Give me some.

I'll come back quickly. It is not far away.

You're kidding me? It's at the end of the world.

Can I have your mobile number? My phone was stolen.

What happened?

Nothing. It is a long story.

I'll send it to you through Whatsapp.

-Don't smoke in the car. -I won't. Thanks.

Stretch it a bit more.

So there will be fewer wrinkles.

That means less ironing. Did you put a clothes' pin there?

-Yes, I got it. -And now this one.

-Here? -Yes, stretch it.

-Perfect. -Hello.

-I've brought you this. -Thanks, dad.

-How are you? -Fine.

Can I have a word with your mom?

What are you doing here? What do you want?

I am moving out.

To an apartment near here.

It is small. A studio.

I can put a partition and a bed for Martina.

Why are you doing this to me, Rafael?

I am not doing anything to you. I only want to be with Martina.

I want her to visit me. I want her to have a room.

I don't want to argue.

I know you. I know you'll insist.

Fine, move to your new apartment.

Have a room for Martina. Do what you want.

But listen to me. I'll be watching you.

And if you screw up, even once,

I swear on my life you won't see her again.

-Thanks. -Go to hell.

Your father got you only one?

How are you, Peque?

What are you doing here? Has Rivero sent you?

-He is my father. -I am Martina's father.

Where did you two meet?

Peque is one of the club's best defenders.

The club where I work.

Yes, your father got me there.

I saw him play in the park.

I told him he could take a test.

I have to leave, honey.

Go inside. You mother is looking for you.

-Will I see you again? -Yes, you will.

-Bye, dad. I love you. -Me too.

See you tomorrow.

-Ask him. -What?

If I can compete against you.

I don't know if he knows about that.

Of course he does.

Are you Mr. Corso?

Who wants to know?

My name is Verónica Rosenthal.

At the police station they told me...

I could find you here.

A reporter.

How could you tell?

I work for "Nuestro Tiempo".

-A newspaper? -No, a magazine.

I don't know it.

My mother loved puzzles. We made them together.

-Can we talk? -About what?

About Alberto Lete.

Who is he?

You know.

I was a sergeant in those days.

I was about to become a lieutenant.

One day we got a call.

There was a boy lying at a railway crossing.

He seemed to be dead.

But he was breathing.

So I called an ambulance.

And they took him to Clínicas hospital.

The report says he was hit by a car.

-That he was drunk. -Not my report.

Who changed it then?

I don't know.

When I tried to find out, my house got shot.

Being a policeman, I couldn't stand that.

It seemed to be something big.

I was too old to fight.

So I asked to be discharged and moved out here.

But you never forgot it.

Unfortunately, I didn't.

I don't know what you want to know.

But be careful.

I don't know what this guy Lete knows either.

But try not to end up like him.

-Where should I go? -You're asking me?

I just don't know. Try the "head" of the district.

Nothing gets done without his approval.

Who is the head? The police chief?

Sometimes it is him. Sometimes it isn't him.

It should be the same person who did it in your days.

-Or maybe not. -What about if he is?

He is said to be a wealthy guy.

Who comes from Santa Rosa, La Pampa.

He runs some casinos and deals with illegal gambling.

These guys never show their face.

No, until someone shows it.

Peque? Come here.

It is today. Can you make it?

Of course.

-Same place as before? -Same place.

Against who?

I never give names. But to you, I will.

Vincen.

You may know him. He plays in another category.

Older or younger?

One or two years younger.

But he seems older. He is big.

-Is he a champion? -Yes, like you.

What about the money?

I may not get you 2,000, but hopefully 1,000.

-You must win, of course. -I will.

Go now.

-Peque is doing very well. -I am glad to hear that.

He doesn't talk much, but he has determination.

How is he doing here at the club?

He is very enthusiastic.

My daughter says he is happy.

Your daughter?

They live in the same boarding house.

Is there something wrong?

No, nothing.

Hello?

Where are you?

Far away. Are you working tonight?

No, it is my day off. I'd like to see you.

I can be in town in an hour.

Where shall we meet?

At my place. I'll text you the address.

-Fine. -Bye.

It is such a long time since I don't collect stamps.

-What championship is it? -World Cup 1978.

-Can I see them? -No, they were my father's.

-Is that your mom? -Yes.

She died five years ago. Lung cancer.

Did you know our last names mean the same?

Valrossa and Rosenthal.

Both mean "valley of roses".

It is a friend. Stay here, please.

What shall I do? Get into the closet?

No, you silly. Keep quiet.

There are some numbers I don't like.

What shall we do now?

Make the call.

Tell them to be careful.

-A problem. -Something wrong?

I marked the addresses of the seven kids on the map.

All the accidents were in the suburbs.

But they all lived in town.

Exactly. They were almost neighbors.

Soldati. What is this?

-Villa Riachuelo. -Lugano, Piedrabuena.

Lugano again.

-What district is it? -I think it is District Eight.

District Eight... And Los Piletones?

District...Eight.

Are you with someone? I'll go away.

No, don't go away.

I was just told a co-worker hit another boy.

Let me out, please.

Damn! Come on.

You have work to do.

Don't worry.