Original subtitles

Winner of Post Production Grant 2012 Ministry of Culture, Peru

[latin music]

[singing in Spanish]

What's wrong, sweetheart?

Are you lost?

Then, what's wrong, sweetie?

-Hey, kid, get out of there! -What are you doing? Get out!

Wait!

Wait until I tell your parents!

What's going here?

Officer.

This kid was crying to get my attention

while the other boy was looking up my skirt.

Don't worry, Miss. I'll be sure to find their parents.

-Thank you, officer. -You're welcome, Miss.

I told you two to stop bothering people.

Is it true you looked up the lady's skirt?

Listen to me. Don't do it again. Understand?

She was pretty, though, right?

And why were you crying? Men don't cry, Whitey.

But, Dad, I wasn't really crying. Mario told me to do it

so that he would lend me the knife.

You have my knife? Give it to me.

This was a gift from my father

and one day I'll give it to you when you're older. Understand?

Treat it with respect.

But, Dad, I want it.

Where is your mother? I'm starving.

Protests of the presidential election results continue for a second day.

President Fujimori ordered the police to take necessary steps

to safeguard the peace.

Hello?

What madness.

Yes.

Yes, sir.

I have to go.

-Be careful. -Yes.

Officer dies on duty

Ready?

Relax.

Do you like it?

Yes.

Ok, ok. Make it quick.

Carmen Rosa!

-The lady is calling me. -No, no, stay here.

She's going to get upset...

Carmen Rosa!

You're going to get me fired...

Carmen Rosa!

Where is that girl?

Have you seen the maid?

Ma, I'm reading.

You want to eat, right?

Find her.

You bum.

Come in.

Your grandma is looking for the maid.

Haven't seen her.

She's with your brother.

I'm almost done.

Hey!

What?

-The old lady is looking for the maid. -She's not here.

She's not here, damn it!

Open up!

Hurry up!

Shit!

Can't you knock?

Carmen Rosa, the old lady is calling you.

Yes, sorry.

You couldn't give me five minutes?

You can have five minutes now...

Very funny, punk.

-Asshole, your girlfriend called. -Give it here.

-You think you're a player? -Get out!

What?

I beat you, punk.

In what, jerking off?

Dumbass, I just did 200 push ups.

Doesn't count, idiot. You weigh less than I do.

What? Hey!

Fool!

I'm talking about muscles, you idiot... Body.

It's not my fault you're...

fat.

And, I still beat you with the ladies, virgin jerk off.

-What? -You've only seen tits on video.

After tonight, I won't be a virgin anymore.

-How's that? -You know why?

-You saved up for a whore? -Dumbass.

I'm going to a party in San Isidro.

Who do you know in San Isidro?

Pamela Ramos. She's a friend of Crazy Face's cousin.

She invited me.

When I was your age, I'd already been with 4 or 5 chicks.

I'm not some horn dog who bangs any girl he can get his hands on.

-What? -You think I'm like you?

-Your hand gets jealous? -Shut up.

Whatever, I beat you in push ups. What are you going to do about it?

[upbeat music]

Ready?

I'm going to beat you, punk. I always win.

One.

Two.

Uncle...

Uncle.

What do you want?

Who do you think will win? Mario or me?

How old are you, Mario?

I'm 19...

And you, Whitey?

17.

I'd beat both of you.

-Let's go. -Ok.

-Wait a second... -What?

What are you competing for?

To see who's stronger.

No.

How much are you betting?

What? Money?

If not money, bet on women. Or don't you have those, either?

If I win, you take me to your party

and you let dance with your friend first.

What?

If I win?

You're not going to win. Let's go.

Shut the hell up. If I win,

I'm going to tell Vanesa you're fucking the maid.

What's it matter?

If you always win.

Ok, ok.

One.

Two.

Why is your arm so strong, jerk off?

Shut up, you horny fuck. I'm kicking your ass...

-Watch your mouth! -God damn it, Grandma! Why?

One more swear word and I'll get the whip. Got it?

Quiet!

It doesn't count. The old lady screwed it up. Let's go again!

Who's an old lady?

Sorry, Grandma, but tell your retarded grandson

that it doesn't count because you distracted me.

What are you laughing at, shit monkey?

I'll tell you after I dance with your girlfriend.

It doesn't count. If you don't give me a rematch

you can't come to the party and dance with Pamela...

What party?

It's just a friend's party, Grandma.

You didn't ask permission. What kind of party? A crazy one?

No, Grandma. It's a quinceañera. Her family will be there.

It's a quinceañera?

Yeah, but you don't have to worry, because your not coming.

You can't go without your brother.

What?

Why?

Who'll take care of you?

No one has to take care of me!

I'll always take care of you, little brother.

Stop it! Stop it!

-Humberto! -Damn it!

-I'll let go when you calm down. -Ok! Ok...

Enough.

Whitey is right. There needs to be a rematch.

Enough foolishness.

Here, take this to the mountain.

-I'll take it grandma. -No, honey. It's for your uncle.

Later. They have to learn.

Yeah.

Come on.

But, bet something, dumbasses.

What?

He's got nothing you want?

Dad's knife.

If he knew how bad you'd turn out, he wouldn't have left it to you.

-He would've given it to me! -Yeah, but he left it to me!

What's it matter, if he always wins?

-He's right. -Yeah.

No, no, no!

Yes.

It's just a knife.

Now it's just a knife.

How he cried when your Grandpa gave it to your Dad and not him.

Mario, it's your turn.

I want your guitar.

You don't even know how to play!

Ready. Let's go.

One.

Two.

Three.

I win!

Good.

Now go away.

You're screwed. I'm not going to your party.

Go to hell.

What kind of example is that for the boys?

You're screwed.

Honey, don't go. Mario, Mario.

In appreciation of Don Juan Alfaro Reyes

Here.

Take it.

Let Whitey take it.

Yeah, Grandma, I'll take it.

No.

He's old enough...

Here.

Who is Dora?

Don't open it.

What's up with your chicks?

Man, I dumped them...

They dumped you!

Hey, whiteboy, who are you looking for?

-What? -Who are you looking for?

I'm looking for Jose Olaya street.

What's that?

What?

What you just put in your pocket.

A letter.

For who?

For Dora Huaylas, not you.

Juanito's mom?

Juanito's mom? We know her.

-Yeah, Juanito's Mom. -Let's go.

It's close.

-Chill, we'll take you. -Just come on, let's go.

Juanito!

What do you want?

This kid says he's looking for your mom. Do you know him?

I'm Walter Alfaro. My Uncle Humberto sent me.

I'm looking for Dora Huaylas. She lives here, right?

Everything ok?

'Everything ok?' Get lost. Now.

We're just trying to help.

Where are you guys going?

Beat it, you little brat.

Go change your diapers.

Friends of yours?

Those clowns? They think they're the neighborhood watch.

You can put that away.

Yeah.

Can I see it?

It's cool.

Who is it, Juanito?

A white kid who's looking for you.

Yes?

What do you want?

-Hi, are you Dora Huaylas? -Yes.

I'm Walter Alfaro. This is from my uncle.

Humberto?

Yes, my uncle Humberto.

You must be Juan Carlos's son.

Yes... My father's name was Juan Carlos.

You look like him.

Only... a little lighter.

Thank you.

Let's go.

[quiet, serene music]

Sergeant.

Excuse me.

Dora, how are you?

Fine.

Your children?

Yes. My sons Mario and Walter.

Humberto left this for you...

-I finally found you guys! -Hello!

Excuse me, Sergeant.

Who was that, dear?

A friend of Humberto.

Oh, good! I was beginning to worry about that man.

Why'd you send the boy?

How many times do I have to tell you?

Ok, Ma, what's done is done. What do you want me to do?

I want you to do what I say.

I'm 48.

Why do you treat me like a kid?

Yeah? If you're so grown up, why don't you live in your own house?

And? Did you deliver it?

Yes.

What?

Nothing. Go get your brother for lunch.

See, Ma? Nothing happened.

Lunch.

My guitar!

Did you know Uncle Humberto has a kid with some lady named Dora?

Don't be an idiot.

You coming to eat?

Are you going to return my knife?

No.

Then, I'm not going to your party.

Die alone.

And?

What plans for tonight, Whitey?

Nothing, because Mario is an asshole.

Hey.

You know why Whitey is so pale?

Because their mother was fair skinned.

When he was born so white...

We all thought his mother screwed a tourist.

We only knew he was his father's son because of his eyes.

Those green eyes are his father's.

They're pretty.

Thank you.

Should I return the knife to Mario so he'll go to the party?

Will there be girls?

Of course.

Then don't worry.

He's an Alfaro.

Your dad was like that when we were young.

Always getting with all the girls.

Your grandpa was like that, too.

Well, I'm not like that.

Me neither.

It's hard enough to keep one woman happy.

So Dad was a player when he was young?

You have no idea.

All the girls were crazy about him.

Especially your mother.

But Dad never cheated on Mom, right?

See who's at the door.

-What's up, Mummy? -The game starts in 15 minutes!

Hang on.

Hey, what are you doing, shit monkey?

None of your business. Vanesa's coming over.

So use the shower or close the door.

-Fuck off! -Trash!

Hurry up, man!

So slow, like your sister.

Not yours, someone else's.

What took you so long? We're going to be late!

Hey, Crazy Face...

Tell Chicken to calm down or he'll lose all his feathers.

Everybody's late in Peru.

Hey, Crazy Face...

Tell Mummy that I don't care.

I don't want them to start the game without us.

You guys sound like a married couple.

They're not going to start the game without me, the goalie.

Crazy Face, you're only the goalie because you can't run.

That's how it is?

Mummy, what time are you going to Pamela's party?

I don't know...

The old lady won't let me go without Mario.

So, let him come.

We're fighting.

Come on, Mummy, Pamela has a pool!

A pool, dude! There's going to be tons of hot chicks in bikinis.

And Pamela is so hot that I just want to bend her over...

Hey, I told you not to joke around about Pamela, Chicken.

Hey man, Ugly here is right.

Kiss his ass, say your sorry, whatever... but you have to go!

You don't want to go to college a virgin like

our friend here. The only girl he gets is Rosie Palms.

What are you talking about? With this face,

with this mug, I pick up all the girls.

I know what you pick up. Your little prick.

And that's if you can find it.

What the hell are you talking about?

You're a virgin, too. Prostitutes don't count.

How can you say that about your mother?

Don't talk about my mother.

Alright, enough!

Hey Mummy,

Prostitutes don't count?

I think they do...

See?

Vanesa calling

You here?

I don't get a kiss?

-Sshh... The old lady. -Your Grandma is home?

Why didn't you say?

Hey!

What's wrong?

Are you tired of me?

Why do you say that?

I heard a rumor you were flirting with some girl named Rosie.

-Who told you that lie? -It doesn't matter!

-Is it true? -No, shh...

-The old lady! -I don't care. Answer me.

No, baby.

Are you going to believe some stupid rumor?

You know I don't put up with cheaters.

Yes, I know... I love you, Sweetie.

I love you.

Really?

Yes.

Promise?

Pass it!

Take it!

Stop him, Crazy Face!

Nice job. You got him.

Get it, Fat Boy!

Goal!

Damn it!

Nice one, Mummy!

Block it!

Nice, Crazy Face!

This guy can't play worth a shit.

Chicken! I'm open!

Watch it, man!

Motherfucker!

Hey! Calm down!

It was an accident.

Hot head!

Mummy, it's over. Easy.

It's all good!

I'm the only one?

I'm the only one?

-Tell me. -Yes.

You're not going to screw anyone else?

No! - Swear it. -I swear.

-Say it. -I swear.

-Swear it. -I swear.

Yeah! Like that!

-Sshh... My grandma. -Don't stop.

Don't stop!

Sounds like Mr. Pedro is having a good time with the wife.

Don't talk about the neighbors like that.

And in front of the girl? Where are your manners?

-Goal! -Way to go, Fat Boy!

Hey man, it's over, it's done.

-You blew it, Fat Boy. -Hey, it's just a game, man.

-Crazy Face, the money. -Got it.

Time to pay up, boys.

-Alright. See you guys later. -Take it easy.

Let it go.

It's not worth it.

Yeah, and your brother isn't here to protect you.

I can't afford to ruin my face. You know how it is.

You're so ugly, a punch in the face could only help you.

Is that how it is?

Chill out, guys.

From now on, I'll protect you.

Yeah, right.

I beat Mario in arm wrestling today.

-Yeah? -You're such a liar.

Why?

We even bet on it, and I won his knife.

So believe it.

If it's true, then bring the knife to the party.

Yeah, bring it.

-Fine, I'll bring it. -Alright, then.

Hi Walter, It's Pamela. Too bad you couldn't pick up.

You're coming tonight, right? Want to come a little earlier?

To have a drink, talk...

Who is it? Chicken's Mom?

She better not be cheating on me.

I thought we had a good time last night.

Man, you talk a lot of shit, don't you?

Nothing but crap.

What's up?

[grunting and yelling]

That was great!

-What's wrong? -You liked it?

I always like it.

What's so funny?

Why did you like it?

What do you mean?

Why did you like it?

Hmm, let's see...

Guess.

Let's see...

Because...

I'm the best lover in the world.

And the most modest, too.

Yes.

What else?

Now you're just fishing for compliments.

Since my mom died, I don't have anyone to compliment me...

Oh, you poor baby... Don't joke about that.

Come on.

Ok, let's see...

Let me see you.

You're handsome.

True.

You're affectionate.

True.

You're honest.

Sweetie...

You want to go out to a club tonight?

I can't tonight, baby. It's my Grandma's birthday,

I have to go to her party.

Don't be like that.

Give me a smile.

I promise we'll go out tomorrow.

-Really? -I promise. I'll get dressed up.

-Hey Vanesa, what's up? -Hi, Walter.

You seem happy. You won your game?

Yeah.

Hey...

You know Pamela Ramos, right?

-The one that lives in San Isidro? -Yeah, her.

Yeah, we're friends.

Well, she's having party tonight and

since you know her, maybe you can go. Didn't she invite you?

I haven't heard anything.

Is your brother going?

-Yes, of course. -Yeah?

Why don't you tell him you want to come and we'll go together.

That's strange, he didn't mention it to me.

Ok...

If you can, stop by. I'll be there with my friends and...

-Well, maybe I'll stop by -Ok.

-See you. -Bye.

Mario?

He's upstairs.

What do you want?

Nothing.

We won.

What time is your party?

At 7:00.

So early? You're kidding.

-What, it's a kid's party? -No, no... It's a...

It's a normal party.

There will be drinks, girls in bikinis, a swimming pool.

Blondes.

Ok, but remember I won a dance with your girl.

Remember?

Okay.

But, we have to leave at 7.

Ok, but...

Don't tell anyone you beat me in arm wrestling.

-No one. -No one, I swear.

You swear?

Jerk off.

-Bye Grandma. -Bye Grandma, see you later.

-Hey! -What?

You're going to the party like that?

How?

With those clothes?

What's that?

It's a quinceañera.

Where did you get these?

You look like a pair of hoods.

Go change into your suits... and that's that.

And you, comb your hair.

What's that?

Should I buy something for Pamela? Like a gift or something?

Since you know more about the females...

Maybe a box of chocolates.

But, what if she doesn't like chocolates?

Why did you tell the old lady it was a Quinceañera?

I had to tell her something.

You couldn't have said it was a birthday party, dumb ass?

We look like geeks in these suits.

What are you talking about?

We look like James Bond,

-or the gangsters in the Godfather. -What Godfather?

We look like accountants.

Girls like guys who dress nice.

You never dress nice. We look good, elegant.

What do you know about girls, jerk off?

These suits were out of style when Dad and Uncle Humberto owned them.

Why would we want to look elegant, so we can get jumped?

Don't sweat it. You're with me.

How much do you have?

I only have $8.50. That's it.

That's not enough for a taxi.

No, let's take the bus.

What? No. I don't want to get my suit dirty.

-I took the bus there before. -Here comes a taxi.

-No! Let's take the bus! -No, no. Here comes a taxi.

-Taxi! -Let's take...

-Hey Chief, how's it going? -Where to?

How much to San Isidro? Near the ruins.

-10. -How about 8?

-Get in. -Thanks.

What are you doing?

For Pamela.

How much did it cost?

$5.

Idiot, we don't have enough for the cab.

You don't have money?

I don't have shit. We only have $3.50 left, what do we do?

Is there a problem?

No, sir.

Can you show me the $8?

Bums!

Damn it, he took my flower!

"Damn it, he took my flower." You sound like a pussy.

-Now what am I going to give Pamela? -Your dick, fag.

Now what? We only have $4.

We have $3.50. Let's walk. It's getting late.

Through the ghetto, in suits? We'll get robbed and end up naked.

'We'll get robbed.' You're the pussy.

We have to go. Pamela is waiting.

Damn, I'm out of minutes. Hey, Walter.

-Do you have any minutes? -No.

Idiot, wait up.

What are we going to do standing around? Pamela said 7 pm.

-Don't draw attention. -What attention?

What are you scared of? Some little piranha kids or a big black man?

-What's your problem? -Piranhas.

Easy.

Three little kids.

Holy crap!

Get off me!

[frantic music]

Shit!

-We have to do something! -Are you crazy? What can we do?

Let's go, before they see us.

You little bastards!

What are you doing?

Son of a bitch!

-Put that away! -Pamela is calling!

Stop!

Get in. Let's go.

Do you go to San Isidro?

Yeah, close by.

$1.50, man.

That's all I have.

Don't worry. Pamela will be there all night.

How much longer for San Isidro?

We're almost there.

Let me off.

Where are you going, Walter?

- Where are you going? Are you crazy? - We'll never get there in that van.

What van, the one way over there?

Let's walk. We're close. Only 20 blocks from here.

That's not close, it's far. Let's go back.

Don't be lazy. Let's go. We're very late.

Stupid shit...

Drag races... Let's find another route.

No, that will take longer.

Everything is ruined...

Way to go, man!

Hey guys, it's the hot head.

He pushed me at the game!

Hey ladies, you're going to be late for church!

But don't worry, today isn't Sunday!

Beat it, fags.

How much for a bible?

Ignore them.

-Hello. -Hello.

Hey, baby.

Please, ladies. We're running late for a party.

A party? Take me with you.

I'm bored.

Yeah? What's your name?

Candy.

Candy?

Let go.

I like Candy.

I'm Mario, how are you?

Hi, Mario. How are you doing?

Miss, I assure you that my brother has no money.

I don't believe it.

Is it true?

Stop it.

Hey, Baby, let me touch it.

What's that?

Hey!

Why did you bring the knife?

Let go! Careful!

Why'd you bring it?

Don't mind my brother, he's a little crazy.

Why'd you bring the...

And that?

Where'd you get that?

It must be from graduation. It's the last time I wore the jacket.

Give me some.

It'll cost you a little more, baby.

Let's go!

Perhaps some other day.

Why the hell did you bring my knife?

It's not your knife anymore.

It's mine. I want to show it to my friends.

Whatever.

Tell me the truth. You didn't like any of the girls?

I kind of liked the black girl. She was feisty.

It was a man.

No.

-Transexual. -Your kidding.

Didn't you see his big package?

Dumbass.

Hey, wait...

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

Don't tell me you're scared of a chick...

No. Look how we're dressed...

James Bond wore a suit, right?

Yes.

And the Godfather wore a suit, too, right?

Yes.

And nobody thought they were ridiculous. You know why?

Because they're James Bond and the Godfather?

No, idiot. Because they have confidence.

-Confidence? -Yes.

James Bond could dress like a clown

and still pick up the hottest model in the world.

But I'm not James Bond.

No, Walter. Tonight, you are James Bond.

-I'm James Bond? -Yes.

You're going to go in there and dance with Pamela,

make out with her, get laid...

and finally stop being a virgin jerk off.

Who are you?

I'm James Bond.

-Are you scared? -No.

-You only have one problem. -What?

I'm the Godfather. And after I dance with Pamela,

I'm going to make her an offer she can't refuse.

But if you give me the knife, I won't dance with her...

Nice house.

Ladies! Church out already?

You came here to get laid, not get fucked. Let it go.

Keep walking, girly.

-What's up! -Hey, man.

What took you guys so long? You went to church?

Hi, Crazy Face. Have you seen Pamela?

You guys selling bibles?

Laugh it up, jerks. There are people who like to dress up.

Yeah, they're called doctors, lawyers, judges...

This idiot told the old lady it was a quinceañera.

Hey, Mario!

Is it true that Mummy beat you in arm wrestling?

Idiot!

Ouch, why?

Hey, weren't you coming at seven to be alone with Pamela?

Have you seen her?

She must have gotten horny because I saw her dancing with some big guy.

I found Pamela. Go dance with her.

What?

I found Pamela. Go dance with her.

Let's go.

There she is.

The girl in the burgundy dress?

No!

That's Ana. Pamela is over there.

Dancing with that prick.

You can have her, little brother.

I found something I like more. Good luck!

You're screwed!

Did you bring the knife?

Let me see!

Cool shit.

Check out Mario! He already picked up Ana!

But isn't he with Vanesa?

He's a dog, Chicken...

And what are you waiting for? The scraps? Get over there.

Yeah, pussy. If you don't, I will, so that she can...

Poor fool.

Nice suit.

Walter! You made it!

Hang on a second, Guillermo. I'm going to talk to my friend.

What happened? Weren't you coming at 7?

You didn't call, you didn't pick up...

Well, it's because...

Mario didn't want to come in a bus, the cabbie left us in the ghetto.

Some piranhas attacked a car...

Traffic, drag races...

-Mario with the prostitutes... -Prostitutes?

-One was a transexual... -Ok, it's cool...

-You're here. -Yes.

What's with the suit?

I'm a international spy...

[laughs]

What are you smiling about?

My little brother stole that guy's chick.

That chick is my cousin.

Yeah?

Where's your chick, Guillermo?

Shut up, fat boy.

The hot head stole your girl!

They left you with your hand!

Go hot head!

Hot head! Hot head! Hot head!

Too bad you didn't come earlier...

Who were you dancing with?

Guillermo. He's just a friend.

Cool party, right?

What?

The party is awesome!

Even Chicken found a girl!

Chicken!

With the fat girl? She's going to deep fry him and eat him up!

Why do they call him Chicken?

Watch him dance!

You aren't going to ask why they call me Crazy Face?

That's obvious.

My song!

Look! Your chick is freaking the hot head!

Who is that fool?

Some kid from Breña.

Hold up. Some kid from Breña stole your girl?

Damn, dude!

You leave your balls at home?

I know!

Your balls crawled up your pussy!

Hey, punk.

-What's your problem? -Stay out of this, Pamela.

Who do you want to impress with that suit?

- Don't you know you look ridiculous? - Your brother is in trouble.

Go home.

Take it easy, man.

-Take it easy. -Don't touch me.

Let me go. I'm gonna kick his ass.

Bring it, bitch.

Don't mind my brother. He's a little drunk.

I'm not drunk, asshole!

You're lucky your brother is here to protect you, pussy.

-What do you want with that punk? -Go home, Guillermo.

What's your problem?

You made me look like a coward in front of Pamela.

Why do you want to fight that guy?

He's bigger than you. He'd kick your ass. And you?

You're my brother. You should back me up.

Instead, you apologize, suck his dick...

What the hell is that?

Why do you want to mess with him? Didn't you see all of his friends?

You think we can take them all on? Are you crazy?

The girl went with you, not him!

What do you know?

I'm not gonna let that motherfucker

insult me. I'm going to kick his ass.

Where are you going?

Don't go starting shit because I'm not going to save your ass again.

Listen to me, the only thing I want to do

is hang out with Ana, dance for a bit and get laid. Understand?

What would Vanesa say?

What about Vanesa?

What are you, a snitch?

You are a dog and a coward...

Hey! Motherfucker!

Sorry, bro. Give me the knife.

-Hell no. -Give it here. You're acting crazy.

Stop!

Let's go.

What happened?

Nothing. I need a drink.

Here.

I'm worried about your brother.

Guillermo is an jerk.

Don't worry. Mario can take care of his brother.

Yeah. Even though he's short and has the body of a toad,

he knows how to fight.

Whenever Mummy gets in to trouble,

Mario always has to bail him out.

Remember Mancho?

Of course.

Who's Mancho?

Mancho was this big kid. A real bully.

Back in middle school he'd always stop us,

get in our face and say, "Give me your money!"

I don't even think he went to school.

Who knows. But, one day after school,

he stops Mummy while he's chatting up a girl

and he says, "Give me your money!"

And Walter, not the brightest in the presence of ladies, turns to him

and says, "Go ask your fucking mother."

And Mancho got all ghetto on him,

stood tall,

and hit Mummy, who went home crying, and came back with Mario.

And Mario says, "Who hit my brother?"

And Mancho says, "I hit him."

"What are you gonna do, shorty?"

Mario pretended to be scared.

And when Mancho lowered his guard...

Right on his nose.

Is that true?

It's true, right, pal?

Mancho stayed crying on the ground. He never messed with us again.

So, why didn't you fight Guillermo?

Because real men don't solve problems with their fists.

Let's go dance.

But that's how my Dad acts.

Hey, Chicken...

Go find your fat girl, ok?

If you get me hot, if you handle me, baby, you'll have to take it...

Come here, girl.

Walter, what's wrong?

That asshole is looking at me.

Forget him. I'm tired of dancing. Let's go.

Where are you going?

-I found her! -Hi!

My tasty little Chicken!

Don't even think about it.

Did you know you are very handsome?

Yeah?

I... bought you some flowers...

-Really? -Yes.

Where are they?

A taxi driver took them.

It's a little cold, isn't it?

Want me to get your sweater?

Hey, Guillermo, guess what.

Pamela and the hot head are practically banging in the backyard.

You don't believe me? Check it out!

Forget about her.

Shit...

- What do you think you are doing? - Guillermo! What's wrong with you!

-You are acting like a whore! -You're crazy!

Don't talk to her like that, shit head!

Stay out of it, fucker.

-Chill, man, chill... -You chill.

What are you going to do, pussy?

What are you going to do?

Who are you calling a pussy, motherfucker?

Put that away!

Who's the pussy now, motherfucker?

Back off.

Listen, rich boy, Pamela didn't choose you. She chose me! Got it?

What are you going to do, kill him?

Kill him? What are you going to do?

Easy. You're not going to kill.

Drop it!

Drop it, or I'll kick your ass!

You understand, motherfucker?

She wants me, motherfucker.

You're ruining the party.

-Forgive me, Pamela. -Let go.

Let's go home.

What happened?

They hit you.

You hit me!

Calm down, Walter. Let's go home.

You hit me in front of everybody.

I didn't know what to do.

Great plan. Instead of hitting him, you hit me, your own brother?

It's better than getting stabbed.

Where's my knife?

I'll give to you at home. Let's go.

-No. Give it here. -At home!

When are you going to grow up, damn it?

Shit...

In front of my girl, asshole?

[yells]

[grunting in pain]

[ringing]

Hello!

You're back!

I'm looking for my brother.

Me, too.

Seriously, you haven't seen him?

No, baby.

Candy?

There is no Candy, but there's a delicious chocolate.

[pensive music]

Chicken?

Mummy, you have to come back!

What happened?

The party is over. Everyone left.

But, Guillermo and his friends won't leave!

And Pamela?

I don't know. They kicked us out. I'm outside with Crazy Face.

Be right there.

And Mario?

Screw him.

Walter, please...

The old lady will kill me if I go home without you.

Answer.

And? How'd it go?

He robbed me.

Who was it?

He was a cop, Carlos.

He took all of my money.

-Candy! -Your money? It's my money!

Hey, brother.

You know this whore?

-He's just a kid... -Stay out of it, bitch.

You ever have a jungle girl?

They're the best.

She seems nice...

-But... -But, what?

Look.

She'll do everything you want.

With kisses, with affection...

She'll give you a good suck...

Right?

All for $100.

What do you say?

Answer your phone.

Chicken...

Are you with Walter?

Tell him to wait for me.

Be right there. Bye.

Where are you going, pal?

I thought we were doing business.

Ok, $70. What do you say?

Listen, man...

She's real nice, but I don't have...

What do you mean you don't have anything?

You gay?

No.

I get it.

You like them young. Why didn’t you say so?

This bitch has two little sisters...

One is 9 and the other is 11.

Virgins.

Don't even think about it, son of a bitch.

How are you going to pay me the $300 you owe me?

Leave her alone, pig!

Get lost, you little punk.

Or do you have $300?

I got it, I got it...

Candy, let's go! Come on!

Where are you going, motherfucker?

If you ever come near my sisters,

I'll kill you, you son of a bitch. You hear me?

I'll kill you!

Let's go, before the cops come.

Is he dead?

Are they inside?

Your face, man!

I called Mario!

Wait for Mario! Your too riled up!

He's crazy. Let's go.

Where are we going?

I have to pick up my brother at a party in San Isidro...

Can you give me a ride home?

No, sorry...

I don't have a car.

But...

I'll call you a cab.

You know what?

A party sounds good.

I'll come with you.

Walter, where's Mario?

I don't know. Where is Pamela?

Your brother hit you hard!

She's upstairs with Guillermo, and they won't let us up.

Don't worry. It's cool.

Yeah. They're just...

...talking.

Hold up!

It's not a menage a trois...

Get off me!

You can't go 10 minutes without pulling out your little knives?

But mine is automatic.

Mine is so big, I have to fold it.

Yours is a butterfly.

-Your leg! -What?

Shut up. It's just a little cut.

Juan, take his knife.

My brother took it.

-Look! -Your a little liar!

Look. It says...

"For Don Juan." I'm Juan, so it's mine!

He stole it!

Don't be jerks. It was his father's.

Yeah, it's over. Just let him go...

-Where are you going? -Fran, please!

Tough guy, huh?

Are you guys tough, too?

Enough, Fran!

He's bleeding, look at his leg. He needs a doctor!

Here, shitheads.

I think you're going to have to take off your pants.

To clean the wound.

Candy can't be your real name.

Of course not.

So...

-What's your name? -Candy.

Well, Candy...

How old are you?

Guess.

18?

Maybe.

Are you really from the jungle?

Why? You want me to be?

So you're going back to the jungle...

Sorry.

Since you kicked the shit out of your boss, I...

I just wanted to know your plans.

Why does everyone pretend like they want to save me,

when they really just want to fuck me.

You rich guys are all the same...

Hey, I'm not rich.

I'm from Breña. I don't have a dollar on me. Search me.

So what's with the suit?

My little brother, dumbass that he is,

told my Grandma this was a quinceañera instead of a party.

Grandma made us wear these suits that belonged

to my Dad and Uncle when they were kids.

I don't own a suit.

And I don't want to fuck you.

Chicken, we're almost there.

"We?" Who are you with?

Hey!

Candy... Listen...

I think it's best...

if we part ways.

Sorry...

I'm tired.

You seem like a good guy, Mario.

Candy...

If you want,

we can pick up my brother,

and then I'll buy you a coffee.

I don't know where Mario is, but we have to do something.

Do what? Those guys are crazy and they already kicked your ass.

Maybe this time you guys can back me up instead of acting like pussies?

Walter!

What happened to you?

Not my blood. Let's go.

That's what took you so long? My girl is upstairs with that jerk.

And you're with the whore?

Don't talk to her like that.

If she's your chick, why don't you go upstairs and save her?

He tried, but they stabbed him.

-Shut up! -What?

Let me see.

-Back off! -They took your dad's knife, too.

Yeah! And they stabbed him when he ran up to save Pamela!

What the hell is going on?

Mario! Thank God you're here!

Guillermo is upstairs with my cousin

and his friends won't let us upstairs.

What happened?

It's not my blood.

Who is she?

She's just a friend... Why didn't you call the cops?

Let's call the cops!

-No! -No!

If her dad finds out we had a party, she'll get in trouble!

Are you girls crazy?

That asshole forced her upstairs. Who knows what he's doing to her!

Well, he didn't exactly force her...

She took him up there to talk.

[funky music]

What do you want?

I want my knife back and for you guys to go home.

Who's that hot little girl?

Nice and curvy, the way I like it.

Your mother.

Careful, man. She bites!

Fran, please. It's late.

Get Guillermo and go, ok?

Shut up, Ana...

You shut up, and let her check on her cousin.

And give me my knife so we can go home!

We don't have your knife.

If you wanna go home, go.

Don't you see that you have a hostage? Who knows what he's doing!

You wanna be an accomplice in a rape?

They're just talking. Right?

-Yeah! -Nothing else!

Are you sure?

Pamela!

Guillermo, please stop...

Relax.

Pamela, you ok?

Walter?

Where are you going?

Let go of me, Guillermo!

Fran, move, please!

Where are you going?

Easy. Nothing's going to happen.

Leave, and we'll let him go.

Drop the knife, man.

Let's go!

Put that away. You aren't going to use it.

I don't know, Fran. Maybe we should go.

No, he doesn't have the balls.

Drop the knife, or I'll kill you.

I'll kill you.

It's missing the clip.

Let's go.

Mine, too.

Do it, Fat Boy.

-Fuck you! -Walter!

Take charge.

My pleasure. Let's go!

Stop it, Guillermo!

-You ok? -Asshole, I didn't do anything!

Take it easy, man...

Walter, what are you doing?

Walter, calm down. Guillermo is going home. Right, Guillermo?

Walter, please, your upsetting Pamela.

His friends left, and he's next.

Calm down, brother...

You fucked up, fucker. I'm coming back to kill you!

Easy.

I think you should go, too.

I just want to talk to her for a minute...

It's ok, he can stay. I'm fine.

Let's go.

Walter, your leg is bleeding! What happened?

Hey...

Why was Guillermo in your room?

We'll talk about that later.

First, I have to clean your leg, or it'll get infected.

Take off your pants.

Sweet! Where'd you get it?

It was a gift from my boss.

Badass... Is it loaded?

Thanks for kicking out Guillermo and his friends.

It was nothing.

I like you, Mario...

I like you, too.

Hello?

Baby!

Baby?

Baby?

Who's that?

She's your girlfriend?

Yes. Who are you?

It's nobody, Vanesa.

I'm nobody?

I'm sorry. He didn't say he had a girlfriend.

Asshole!

Vanesa, please. Nothing happened.

Yeah, Mario. Nothing happened... Yet.

-Nothing happened! -Let go!

-Ana... -It's time everybody went home.

I have to wait for Walter.

Don't worry. I'll get him.

It's your last chance with Angela.

-What do I do? -Invite her out with us.

Would you like to join us to get some...

No.

Well... How about your number, so I can call...

No.

Ok.

Pamela has my number.

Bye, Mario.

Good luck with your chicks.

Pamela! He's naked!

His leg was going to get infected!

I kicked everybody out. Walter, your brother is waiting.

Walter can stay, if he wants.

I'm tired, and Mario won't leave without him.

Cousin. Go home. Walter can stay. It's all good. Don't worry.

So stubborn.

The others?

Gone.

Pamela wants to stay with Walter. Let's go to my place, I'm tired.

And them?

I understand you want to stay with your brother...

But, just you.

You don't want me to go, do you?

Good bye.

How's your face?

I'm fine.

It was nothing.

What's your plan?

What are you going to do?

I don't know...

I'll think of something.

Your sisters...

...are also like you?

No.

You know what?

I'm also an orphan.

I'm not an orphan. My dad had another family,

and he disowned us.

My mother sold us.

That's awful.

Candy...

You're the bravest girl I know...

[sultry rock music]

There.

Good as new.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Walter...

If you want, you can rest in bed for a bit.

Yeah?

Sit.

Did you hear that?

It's just Mario...

Or do you want something to happen to your brother?

Apologize to your girlfriend

for being a cheater.

She's not answering.

Leave a message.

Hi, this is Vanesa. I can't talk right now,

but leave me a message and I'll call you back!

Hello, Vanesa?

Sorry... I know it's late, and you're probably sleeping.

I'm not calling so that you forgive me, or that you come back to me...

I'd like that, but...

I want to tell you that I was a real jerk,

unfaithful,

and that I've cheated on you several times.

I'm sorry, but it's the truth.

You're a good woman, Vanesa.

You don't deserve to be treated like that.

You deserve someone who respects you.

I'm not that man.

I'm weak.

Immature and stupid.

One day, I may change...

I really do love you, Vanesa.

You may have hope.

Walter!

Walter!

Walter.

Walter...

Do you like it?

Yes.

What are you doing here?

Get out!

What are you doing here?

I'm not in the mood to fight, so get out.

Look at your hands? Who tied you up?

I don't want to fight you.

What are you going to do with your hands all tied up?

Get the fuck out.

You just fucked up! I'll be back, punk!

I also have guns. You just wait, fucker!

I'll be here.

Are you nervous?

No.

Let's see.

-Walter! -Mario! Damn it!

Sorry, but we have to go right now!

Why are your hands tied?

Ana?

I'm ok. Do you think I could sleep at your place?

Walter's brother called the police.

Your leg is getting worse.

Something about Guillermo coming back with his friends and guns...

Stupid, right?

Let's get this punk.

We'll kick their asses. Let's go.

Take care, give me a call.

I'm sorry, too.

Idiot.

Why'd you call the cops?

Chill. I didn't really call them.

Ok... I called them.

You're such a liar.

And you're an idiot always getting into trouble.

And who has to save you? Me. Mario.

Mario, the mean man hit me, he called me ugly,

he stole my girl, help, please!

-I never asked for your help. -Yeah? And look at yourself!

Stabbed, beat up, you can barely walk.

All because you want to play the tough guy.

Without me, you'd be in the hospital.

Your help? When you hit me in the face? That's your help?

When you hit me in front of my friends? In front of Pamela?

When you apologized to Guillermo?

That's help? When you brought an armed whore to the house?

That was your help? Thank God she didn't rob anyone.

What?

Nothing.

If I get into fights, it's for honor.

To defend my family, my friends, my girl.

You have no honor. You're disloyal, a liar...

I'm disloyal? You're disloyal, asshole!

You betrayed me. I never betrayed you.

Is your head full of crap?

Yeah?

You invited Vanesa to the party.

It's your fault she caught me with Ana and broke up with me.

I'm disloyal because your girlfriend caught you with another girl?

You imbecile.

Laugh all you want,

but I'd never betray the family, much less a brother.

-You have no right to take my phone! -Keep walking.

I'm going to call my uncle, the colonel. Let me go!

We're innocent. You're making a mistake.

That's why I called the cops.

Why do you want the knife so bad?

Because dad left it to me.

He didn't leave me anything.

He left you his eyes.

Do you remember Dad's funeral?

There was a lady who was crying.

She had a son with green eyes.

Today, when I went to San Cristobal mountain

to deliver the envelope Grandma gave me

with money for that lady,

I met Juanito, who had the same green eyes.

And?

Come on.

That's Dad's kid.

What do you know?

Just because the old lady sends that woman money doesn't mean anything.

He has the same eyes.

Be quiet.

[grunting]

Let me help you.

We won't get home until tomorrow. What's wrong with you?

What's wrong with you? Can't you accept

that Dad had son with another woman?

And it didn't occur to you that he could be Uncle Humberto's kid?

Does Uncle Humberto have green eyes?

His mother doesn't have green eyes, either.

And why else would Grandma be paying some lady we never met?

Why the hell would I know?

Because Grandma knows...

Grandma knows. Uncle Humberto knows. Mom knew.

A whole family of liars.

Shut your mouth.

Dad was the worst. And you admire him.

Shut up!

You know he killed mom, right?

What'd you say?

When Mom discovered he had a son with another lady,

She couldn't take it.

Mom died because she was an alcoholic. Dad had nothing to do with that.

If you insult Dad one more time, I'm going to break your face. I swear.

Sshh... be quiet!

What?

-Relax. Nothing is going to happen. -Let's go.

You can't walk. Wait.

What are we going to do? They'll leave us naked!

They probably think we have money. But we don't have shit!

Why didn't I keep the gun!

What are you doing? You wanna get raped?

Take off your belt.

Put it like this.

What are you doing?

Like the Godfather, see?

This isn't a movie, Walter.

It doesn't matter. Confidence, remember?

-They're gone. -Shit.

I can't believe it.

Sorry I was a coward.

You're not a coward. You saved our asses.

-I hope the old lady is asleep. -I don't believe it.

So, when are you seeing her again?

We're going to the movies tomorrow.

How does it feel not being a virgin?

Fuck you.

You're shitting me. You didn't do it?

You were up there for half an hour and you didn't do it?

I want my first time to be special.

You sound like a girl.

Hey...

What's the kid's name from the funeral?

Juanito.

Do you think he knows we're brothers?

Who knows what his mother told him.

But, go easy on Grandma, ok? It's not her fault.

Hey, Walter...

I want to meet him.

Can I?

Hey, what time is it?

It's got to be...

7:30.

You think he's awake?

[latin music fades in]

I can't believe you didn't sleep with Pamela.

Hey, shut up.

-You screwed her? -Hey!

She sucked you?

Why do you always have to be so vulgar?

Virgin jerk off!

And why were your hands tied?

I'll tell you when you finally get laid.

Go to hell.

-Traitor. -Why?

-You're a traitor. -Why a traitor?

If it wasn't for me, you would've gotten your ass kicked at the party.

-So, you should thank me! -I was going to kick their ass!

-Oh yeah? Look at your face. -Because you hit me.

I saved you! You should be thankful.

Thankful? You wanted to steal my knife.

Your knife? It's my knife! Dad gave it to me!

I beat you in armwrestling. Now it's my knife.

Ok, when we get home, we'll have a rematch.

I still do more pushups than you!

Yeah? But I do more push ups with girls!

[music fades]