All language subtitles for 2025_Argentin történetek [Homo Argentum] (720p)

NOTHING HAS HAPPENED HERE

Hey, your daughter already moved
to live in Spain, right?

Yes, she left three weeks ago.
And here we are, getting by as best we can

So little, poor thing.

- How old is she, 22, 23?
- Twenty.

But did she go with a job,
or is she going to look in Madrid?

No, no specific job,
but she went with some contacts.

Lola has a lot of friends there,
and they’ll surely get her something.

We’ll see.

She’ll end up adapting for sure,

but it’s going to be
hard for Lola and for us.

- Of course. Obviously.
- Yes.

How we’re normalizing... our kids leaving,
running away. It’s awful.

Yeah, at Ezeiza you see families
saying goodbye to their kids.

I came back from Paris last week
and saw the same thing. So sad.

What a regression.

On top of that, over there they give
you a thousand problems with paperwork,

even just to work as a waiter or a nanny.

That’s really wrong.

Because Spaniards
forget that here we took in

three million Spaniards who
were fleeing war and hunger.

Italians too.

Even more Italians. Four million,

and we welcomed them with open arms.

Now it’s the other way around.
Kids here don’t see a future.

Careful, abroad it’s not
that simple either.

They’ve got their issues too.

Well, in countries that work, there are
things that aren’t even debated anymore.

For me, we have no solution.

No, well, no.
Collectively, no. That’s true.

But individually,
an Argentine wins.

It sounds like a cliché,
but it’s not. It’s true.

The Argentine alone, as an
individual, always stands out.

He’s creative. He solves any problem
with nothing. He’s family-oriented.

We’re supportive. We have values.

I can’t understand how we
can’t move forward as a country.

Uh, well...

Well, the party’s started.

I’m going to smoke outside.

- Call an ambulance.
- Help!

Oh my God! Please!
What happened?

Don’t move.
Don’t move, man! Don’t move.

- Stay still. Call an ambulance.
- Help!

But now
Australia steals the ball in midfield.

A long ball forward, looking for the
player, who enters the box. He shoots...

LUCKY NIGHT

...Goal! Goal by Australia!
Goal, goal, goal, goal by Australia.

Unbelievable. Please! Terrible!
Australia three. Argentina two.

We’re out of the World Cup.

Barrientos.

- How’s it going?
- What’s up, buddy?

- All good?
- Nice night, huh?

- All right. See you later.
- Rest well. See you tomorrow.

Thanks. See you tomorrow.

You fucking asshole!
Cocksucker! You’re trash! You’re trash!

A piece of shit! That’s what you
are! All fucking day the same thing!

All fucking day the same thing! Huh?
Trash!

Everything okay, ma’am?

Me? Excellent. You?

I thought you might need something.

Tell me if I can help you.

Open up.

But tell me where we’re going.

Wherever you go.

Hey, I’m freezing
my ass off. Can’t you turn on the heat?

It doesn’t work. But take my jacket.

I want to die.

Do you want me to take you somewhere?
Do you want to go back to your house?

I wish that were my house!
It’s not my house.

How can someone be so shady?
How can someone be such a son of a bitch?

Drop dead, damn it!
You’ll never see me again!

I’m hungry. Take me to eat something.

I don’t have a dime anyway, okay?

Hello, Adela. You’ll have to excuse me,

but I need you to stay
and take care of Mom tonight as well.

Something unexpected came up.

They asked me to do an extra shift,
and I’ll probably get there very late.

But don’t worry, I’ll compensate
the hours with a bonus.

Mmm! I was starving.

Where are we?
Is this already the province?

No. Liniers.

Tell me something about yourself.
Where do you work?

Very close to where I picked you up.

- Really?
- Yes, at 1700 Madero.

That’s my block. Well, my place.
The bad guy’s place.

Well, I’m at the security booth there.
Half a block away.

You make a living working.

Making a living by working
is a man’s thing.

You must be ten times more of a man
than that guy.

I don't know.

That punk supports his ex-wife.
Buys her new tits, a new ass.

I’ve never seen him
work in my fucking life.

And where does the money come from, huh?

Do you think I’m stupid?
It has to come from somewhere.

No idea.

- Nobody knows.
- No one.

Now, if you ask me...

Does he have a life?
Is he happy? I don’t know.

And... who knows.

Is Pueyrredón and Las Heras close to here?

No. It’s more where we came from.

Do you want me to take you there?

You’re so cute.

Uh...

PANTHER

- Come on, come here. Don’t be shy.
- No.

- Hi! How are you?
- Hi, friend. How’s it going? Hi.

Hi.

This is Panther, my friend.

- Nice to meet you.
- Delighted. Nice to meet you.

Exotic.

- Come in. Come in. Go ahead.
- Excuse me.

- Yes, please.
- Oh!

You don’t drink much, do you?

Uh... no. When I drink
a little too much, my head hurts.

And how do you know each other?

- Well...
- Life brought us together.

- Yes. Yes.
- Hm. Okay.

You know when you look
someone in the eyes for the first time,

and understand everything?
Something like that, right?

Could be.

No, not “could be.” That’s how it is.

- That’s how it is. That’s how it was.
- Yes.

Doesn’t he have a really handsome face?
Look at him.

- Yes, very virile.
- Yeah?

Yeah, I don’t know. It’s like
he has something kind of...

manly.

I think it’s the mustache
that makes him kind of macho.

Careful, I get jealous.

No.

So what are you, then?
Friends? Dating? A couple?

- No... I don’t know.
- We’re connected beings.

There you go.

Are you fucking him, freaky?

No, no, no.

Don’t be jealous.

Besides, there’s enough
to share for everyone, huh?

Mmm...

- Hmm.
- Ugh!

Come here.

Oh...

- Like this.
- Oh... Okay...

- There?
- Come on.

Come on. Let’s go to the bedroom.

Very good.

Come.

MANIFESTO

There, yes.

Panther!

Panther?

Panther!

- Panther!
- No...

Come on, show us
how macho you are.

Panther!

Here.

Come here, Panther. Come on.

Panther!

Panther!

Come on. What are you doing there, dummy?
Come on.

Come on, Panther.

Take your jacket. Thanks.

Oh.
I think I caught a cold last night.

I hope I didn’t pass
any bug on to you.

Give me whatever you want.

Bye, handsome.

- What’s up, Barrientos?
- Oh...

All good. Well, here, everything calm.
Nothing new.

- Okay.
- See you tomorrow, God willing.

All right. See you tomorrow.

SELECT

EXCLUSIVE - FELIPE KELLER
THE POWERFUL BUSINESSMAN OPENS UP

THE MAGNATE AND HIS FAMILY
CELEBRATE THEIR GREAT SUCCESS.

“OUR SUCCESS IS BASED ON
RESPECT AND LOVE,” THEY SAY.

Maybe. Yes.

FLOOR 54

We'd have to look into it.
Frankly, I'm not entirely convinced.

I don't want to drag this out either,
you know?

Are we on the same page? Yeah.

Coordinate everything with Milena.

She's the one who has the connection
with the people at the ministry.

I have to go now because
I've arrived at the restaurant.

I'm having dinner with the people
from the Canadian laboratory.

We can talk about it next week if you
like. Okay?

Take care.

- Please.
- Thanks.

- Are you getting in?
- Yes.

HORIZON

Oh, are you also going to the 54th floor?
To the restaurant?

Yes.

Excuse me. You’re Felipe Keller, right?

That’s right.

- I recognized you from the magazine cover.
- Oh.

You have a lovely family.

Thank you very much.

Listen carefully.

I want $50,000 or I’m going to go down
screaming that you tried to rape me.

Ah. You’re completely crazy.

Stop. Relax, Keller.

Treat it like a business
with its costs and benefits.

But you know I can call the police
in a second and this ends immediately.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

- Yes?
- Yes.

Think about what people will say
when they see me

come out of the elevator like this,
screaming:

“Oh, please.
Help me. He tried to rape me.”

You’re making a huge mistake, girl.

Tomorrow, the stocks...

Huge headlines:
“Felipe Keller Accused of Sexual Abuse.”

It’ll be the scandal of the year.

You know you’re getting
into serious trouble, right?

Yes, maybe. Yes.

But for you it’ll be too late. You’ll
lose everything, even your family.

I saw photos of your wife and
kids in the magazine. Beautiful.

Makes you want to throw up, honestly.

You already lost. Face it.

My alias is anita-91.

You’re going to transfer it right now.

That transfer can’t be made.

Those are large amounts that...

You can. I know you can.
Don’t take me for an idiot.

You’re crazy.

Well. Then we’ll have to keep going
and deal with the consequences.

You shitty millionaires.

It’s $50,000, or your life goes to hell.

You have until the 54th floor,
Keller. Forty-eight. Forty-nine.

Fifty...

Stop it.

Nice doing business with people like you.

Anita-91.

WHO ARE YOU TRANSFERRING IT TO?

TRANSFER

Done.

I’ll put “okay” and send you
your fifty thousand dollars.

No. You know what? The price just went up.

Now it’s one hundred thousand.

It’s just 100,000. Don't be so stingy.

That’s it. I’m not accepting this madness.

Do whatever you want. I don’t care.

Okay. Perfect.

In a few seconds, the life you knew
is going to go to shit.

Help me, please! This son of a bitch
tried to rape me! Do something!

- No, it’s not...
- Do something! Stop him!

- No, please. It’s not true. Why?
- You son of a bitch! Disgusting!

It's not true. What? But...

- Sick fucking rapist!
- No, no... It’s a lie!

What did you do?

Are you getting in?

No. I’d better take the stairs,
that way I work off the belly.

Exchange. Dollar. Euro. Real. Exchange.

Dollars. Reals. Euros.
Exchange. Exchange. Exchange.

WELCOME TO BUENOS AIRES

Exchange. Exchange. Hey!

The best exchange
in the world. The best!

No? Okay.

Exchange. Exchange,
exchange. Dollars, reals. Exchange.

People give a present.

- Dollars. Reals.
- Here, look.

- This one here, okay? That one there.
- Ah, it’s thirty thousand.

Okay, let's go, ready. Let's
keep walking and looking.

If we find something good, we'll stop.

Hey! Brazilians?

- Yes.
- Hey! Let’s go!

Yes, we are Brazilian.

I have
the best exchange rate in the city.

- In the city?
- In the city.

- Okay.
- Come with me, okay? Exchange?

- Uh, yes.
- Let’s go.

What city are you from?

São Paulo.

Important city.
A lot of money. Powerful. Big buildings.

- Do you know São Paulo?
- No, I don’t know it.

Perfect. Here you go, Guillermo.

The dollars?

Ah, one thousand.

One...

Perfect.

Small change for purchases.
Small purchases.

- Thanks.
- Thanks.

The big change.

Perfect.

Perfect.

- Great.
- Uh... I wanted to give you a present.

- Yes?
- Oh, a present? How nice.

Uh... yes. Do you like tango?

- Yes. We love it.
- Yes, obviously. We love tango.

I have an extraordinary tanguería.
The best in the world.

Fifteen percent discount,
and it’s in San Telmo.

- With great pleasure.
- Perfect.

Great. Okay, thank you. Great.

- Thank you very much.
- Perfect. How nice.

There’s another present,
but not for you, Guillermo.

- Ah!
- For Marisa.

Here. Look at this. Argentine Pope.

- How lovely! Thank you very much.
- Please. A pleasure.

- How lovely. Look, the Pope.
- Yes?

Just one question. Marisa and Guillermo.

Pelé, Maradona, or Messi?

Oh.

Mm... Difficult question,
but for me, Messi.

- Messi, Guillermo? Marisa?
- Yes.

Yes, Messi. I adore him.
A very humble boy, very beloved.

For me, Pelé.
Pelé is the best player in the world.

Because Maradona was
a great player, but... boom.

A goal with the hand is cheating.

- As an Argentine, I can’t allow that.
- Yes.

And Messi is a great player. Brilliant.

But he’s more Spanish than
Argentine. For me, Pelé is everything.

Presence, he headed the ball,
played with both feet. Excellent.

And his conduct, impeccable!

Yes. But Messi is a genius.

Marisa, do you like leather jackets?

Oh, I love leather.

I love it. But, uh, we’re
going to walk around,

- take a stroll and...
- Sure.

Before we leave, we’ll stop by
with more time. Not now.

- Not now. Another day.
- Not now.

- Not now. Thanks. Thank you.
- No, no. Thank you very much. Thanks.

I’ll walk you.

- Thanks.
- Thanks.

CUSTOM WORK

- Nice guy, right?
- So sweet.

I really loved it.

There’s a whole story
there, excellent décor.

Yes...

Hello. Brazilian couple. He,
blue jacket. She, green jacket.

They have the pesos split between
the backpack, the purse, and the coats.

He also has dollars in the
right pocket of his pants.

Oh. Bye. Hold on.

- Thanks. Kiss, bye!
- Bye!

Thank you. You’re very attentive.

Enjoy! Welcome to Buenos Aires.

Hello. Well, that’s it,
guys. Let’s be gentle, okay?

Thanks.

THE ETERNAL CHILD

What are you doing?

I’m going to get some water.

Eh!

Hey, did we wake you, Daddy?

No. No, son. I was going
to have a little water.

For fuck’s sake.

Ugh. I can’t believe this.

One thing... Is it possible? A family
home.

But he doesn’t give a shit about anything.

Fucking disgusting.

Oh, Nancy, what just happened to me.
For fuck’s sake.

What happened?

I caught him fucking.

In the living room.
You can’t imagine the image. My God.

You can’t laugh. I want to die. Fuck!

Come on. Turn it off.

But...

Oh...

Ugh. He’s going to get laid again.

What a disgrace. He’s 40 years old.

Thirty-nine, Oscar.

It’s the same, Nancy. Don’t mess with me.

I’m not messing with you.
I agree with you,

but somehow we’re to blame.
Right? We spoiled him his whole life.

Well, that’s it. Enough.

He can’t keep living in this house.

Yes. Every time we hinted at it,
he played dumb, so...

Well. Look, look. He keeps
going. Look. Bam, bam, bam!

Tomorrow I’m going to grab him,
and that’s it.

It’s over.

Here he comes.

Don’t be hard on him, okay?

- Morning.
- Uh. How’s it going? Good?

Hi.

Did the girl leave?

She left early.

What happened last night
was a bit intense, wasn’t it?

Sorry. My bad. It started with a...

A little flirtation, some
furious groping, and...

No. No need to give details,
but it was intense. Yes.

Is something wrong?

No. Something’s going to happen,
but something nice, right?

- Yes.
- It’s going to be very good for everyone.

Yes. Yes. Totally.
Dad wants to tell you something.

Dad and Mom.

- Dad and Mom. Yes.
- Dad and Mom. Yes.

Look, Ariel. I’ll be direct
and not beat around the bush.

We think you need to go live on your own.

Why?

Well, because you’re almost
40 years old, son.

You’ve lived with us your whole life.

And I think it’ll be very good for you
to have the experience of living alone.

It’s nice, you know.

I understand that, at my age,
it’s not the most normal thing.

It’s not the most normal.

And... and what is the most normal?

Leaving at 20, at 30, at 40?

Those are just mandates.
I’m here... I’m great.

But you also have to think about
Dad and Mom.

And we want to make our own life too.

Uh, do I bother you that much here?

- No, son. Not at all. That’s not it.
- No! No. Zero.

And where am I going to be
better taken care of than here?

It’s not about being taken care of or not.
“Taken care of,” he says.

It’s not about that.
It’s about you being able to go through...

the experience of being alone
somewhere, in an environment...

Sure.

...in a house, in a...
Having your privacy.

I also don’t have the money
to go live on my own. You know that.

- No, well...
- No. That’s not the problem.

We’ll always help you.

Well, always? At the beginning.
Not... not always.

Count on the money issue. Mm?

But think about it, Ariel.

What we’re proposing is a great experience
You won’t have the gaze

of two old people
monitoring you all the time...

to see what you did, whether
you pissed on the toilet seat,

whether you left your
clothes lying around and dirty.

Do whatever you want.
Total independence.

Freedom.

Okay.

- Let’s try.
- Oh, love of my life.

But let it be clear that I’m perfect here.

- Of course, son, we know it.
- Sure.

You were leaving without the guitar.

REMOVALS - TRANSPORT
COMPREHENSIVE SERVICE

IMMEDIATE ATTENTION
GIANOLLI BROTHERS

Bye, darling. Bye. Bye.

Behave yourself, okay?

Go on.

Grab this, man.

- There you go. Bye, my son. Bye.
- Bye, Dad.

A MONTH LATER

What are you doing awake?

I miss the fat guy.

Idiot.

LAST MINUTE

Here are the neighbors
gathered together...

A DETERMINED MAN

...demanding greater security.

Let’s try to... To talk to some of them.

Sir, today they robbed an old man.

SAN MARTÍN
THE WAVE OF INSECURITY CONTINUES

AN ELDERLY MAN
WAS ROBBED AND BEATEN

WARNING: CONTENT NOT SUITABLE
FOR CHILDREN OR TEENAGERS

A neighbor for all of
his life. Poor Don Roco,

who they didn’t just rob.
They hurt him, sir.

They left his face like a bell pepper.

How far are we going to
keep going with all this?

They robbed four gas
canisters from the parish.

Nobody says anything.
It’s terrible, sir.

This is a free-for-all zone.

The neighbors... Look, look.
Sons of bitches. Look.

Shameless!
Get out of here, cop!

- Look. Look. Look.
- Ah! Now they show up.

Of course. They drive by
because they see a camera

and take off in the car like nothing.

The thief... the thief has to know.

You come into my house,
you know what I do?

Bam, bam, bam! I fucking kill you.

Go away, old fascist.

Where “old fascist”? The...
Go fuck your... Come here.

- Calm down, sir. Calm down. Calm down.
-“Old fascist,” he called me.

Oh my God.
Sir, we can’t take it anymore.

That’s why I’m suggesting that the
neighbors get together, and crime is over.

I tell the thief...

Jump the wall, thief. Jump.
I’ll be waiting for you sitting like this.

You come into my house,
bam, bam, bam! I fucking kill you.

- Bye, thief. It’s over. Right? Right.
- Yes. Yes.

- You’re right.
- Let’s go. Security!

Security! Security! Security!

And this is how the neighbors of Villa
Ballester, in the district of San Martín,

demonstrate against insecurity
in the neighborhood.

Security! Security!

They broke into
the Carranzas’ place.

The peace lasted one
week. They robbed again.

Oh, yeah?

For fuck’s sake.
The hardware store guy told me

that not only did they completely
clean out his house, Gladys.

They ate all his food, drank
God knows how many wines.

And one of them took a shit
on the dining room table.

Oh, enough, please. We’re eating.

What do you mean “enough”?
As if it were my fault.

You already know. If I’m
not here and they come in,

the stash is in the wooden duck.

You give it to them and that way
the thieves leave quickly.

Okay, enough. I already
know everything, Aníbal.

Can we eat talking about something else?

Yes, of course, of course. Yes, yes, yes.

But you already know. If they come in
when I’m here...

Bam, bam, bam!

Hold it.
Come on, come on, come on.

Check there.

No, there’s nothing here.

- Isn’t there anyone, asshole?
- They’re all sleeping. They’re sleeping.

Let’s see, come here.
Come on, come on.

Wake up, old woman, for fuck’s sa

- Where’s the money? Wake up. Come on!
- The money.

- The duck, the duck.
- Oh no! The duck. The wooden duck

What duck are
you talking about? Come on.

Cooperate and nothing’s
going to happen to you.

Ah! Over there. In that ornament.

- Don’t make this hard for me.
- That duck!

Here’s the duck.
Where’s the money?

Inside the duck!

Lock her in.
Lock her in the bathroom. Lock her in.

Come on, come on. Move,
old woman, for fuck’s sake, come on!

- Give me the ring, old woman, come on!
- Yes, yes, yes. No. Yes, yes.

You’re going to stay quiet,
you hear? You’re going to stay quiet?

Yes.

Lock her in! Lock her in! Jam the door.

Let’s go. Take the TV.
Come on. That’s it.

Aníbal! What are you doing?

Where are you? Aníbal!

Sons of bitches!
You are not coming back here again!

Fucking thieves!

It’s me, Gladys. It’s me.
Calm down. It’s me. Calm down.

- Did they hurt you?
- I gave them the duck stuff.

You did very well.

I shot the shit out of them. Forget it.

Fucking thieves. They won’t
mess around anymore.

They’ll think twice
before going into a house.

The look of terror on their faces.
You have no idea.

You know how I am, Gladys.
I don’t hesitate.

I looked at them. Boom! I
shot one of them in the leg.

The other one, I hit him in the shoulder.
They were shaking with fear.

They ran off.

Boom, boom, boom!
Bye, thieves.

Bye, thieves.

Argentina! Argentina! Argentina!

It’s the penalty every kid dreams of...

EVERYONE'S PARTY

...every boy who learned to play
in vacant lots, in the street.

There goes our Gonzalo,
our gladiator.

With firm and steady steps
on the long and lonely walk

toward the decisive moment.

Today you become a hero, kid.

Please, I’m begging you.

If he scores, after 36 years,

Argentina are world champions.

There he goes. There he goes, our hero.

Maradona is lighting your way
from heaven, kid.

In your right boot, you carry the soul

and heart of 45 million Argentines.
Come on, kid, for God’s sake!

Come on.
He grabs the ball.

Messi makes the sign of the cross.
Looks to the sky.

Lloris stares him down.

Montiel places the ball
on the penalty spot.

Come on.
He takes the run-up.

He takes
a deep breath. Come on, Gonzalo.

Please, I’m begging you.

Goal! Goal! Goal!

- Goal!
- Come on, Argentina!

Argentina world champions!

Argentina...
Argentina world...

Argentina! Argentina!
Argentina!

THE CAR OF MY DREAMS

Are you ready to meet your car?

CAR
ONE

The steering wheel is wrapped in leather.

Behind it you have paddle controls.

It lets you switch
from automatic to manual.

There you have the
multimedia screen, touchscreen,

which comes with built-in voice control.

You’ll be able to see
the onboard computer information

projected as a hologram on the windshield.

For example, tire pressure, fuel.

The GPS issue is central. Of course
you can see it on the screen.

You can also sync it with your phone.

Or use the vehicle’s software,
which is very good.

Sir, are you listening?

Yes, dear.

There’s...
a lot of personal effort here,

a lot of work and a lot of sacrifice.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

You have a wonderful car.

And now... the moment has arrived.

Yes.

"Start."

What’s the message?

Love, I’m five blocks away.

Come downstairs,
I’ll show you the spaceship.

I’m sending your message to Mónica.

Oh! Oh! Oh, for fuck’s sake!

Oh, mother fucker, you son of a bitch.

You wrecked my car.
God dammit!

- Sorry, sorry.
- Fucking idiot.

I’m sorry, I lost my brakes.

You fucking asshole.
The original paint can never be restored.

Sorry. Sorry.

In 20 lifetimes you couldn’t
afford this car, you lousy rat.

Look at the piece of shit
you’re driving.

Give me your insurance,
for fuck’s sake.

Uh... I don’t have insurance.

How do you not have insurance,
you irresponsible piece of shit?

How do you not have insurance?

- Uh... so... sorry.
- Huh?

Aren’t you Herrera?

Yes, Sergio Herrera.
What the f...?

No. Ernesto? Ernesto Antonuzi?
No! Oh, man!

How are you?
Oh! I can’t believe it!

Oh!

Son of a bitch. With the beard.
You look the same.

But how could I look the same?

- Fifty years have passed, Sergio.
- Come on, for fuck’s sake. Move it!

Hold on a bit. You’re all,
“toot, toot, toot.” You don’t stop.

Come on, for fuck's sake.

- You go fuck yourself. Look.
- Fuck!

What, are you in a hurry?
He crashed into my car.

What...? And you keep going.
You keep swearing. Give me a break.

I always remember when they caught us
cheating in the exams. Remember?

How could I forget? We were two savages.

Listen to me.
You did first year with me.

- Because after that you changed schools.
- I went to the one in Avellaneda.

And I think we never saw
each other again after that.

- Do you still draw?
- No, no. Drain unclogging and plumbing.

- Ah. So that’s what you’re doing.
- Yes, yes.

- Look. And do you work with the car?
- I used to. Look how it ended up.

Relax. No. I’m going to say I braked
suddenly, that you ran into me by accident

So the blame is mine.
My insurance will pay you. Forget it.

- And can that be done?
- It’s going to be done. It will be done.

I really appreciate it, Sergio.

Not at all, Ernesto. Please.
What a miracle.

Tell me about you.

Nothing. I mean...

I married a classmate
from college, Mónica.

I was going home now. And you?

ENRICHING EXPERIENCE

Leave it to me, boss,
I’ll park it for you.

Thank you very much.

Excuse me. Do you have some money
so I can get something to eat?

No, no.

Hey, kid.

Excuse me, sir. Do you have
some money so I can eat something?

I've told you a thousand times
you can’t do that here.

No. Calm down, Beto.
It’s fine. Go on.

What’s your name?

Axel.

Are you hungry, Axel?

Sit down.

Relax. Sit down.
It’s all good. Really.

Beto, bring me a menu.

Thanks.

- Order whatever you want.
- Whatever I want?

So what’s a day like for you?

Do you get up in the morning
and go out to beg?

If my mom gets a job, I take
my little brother to the soup kitchen,

and help her collect cardboard sometimes.

But if not, I take the train
here to downtown... to beg.

What a shitty country.
For fuck’s sake.

Hold on, I’m going to turn this off
because they’re going to bother me all day

And what do you do?

What do I do? What do I do
for a living? Business.

We buy struggling companies,
pump them up and sell them for more.

And then I’m involved in everything
related to the crypto world.

I have a partner, Lucas,
a friend and brother for life.

And do you have kids?

Two. One is about your age.

You out on the street all day,

and him, I’d say he’s never
set foot on the sidewalk. My God.

Country-club life.

So, let’s see, Axel.

What’s your dream?

Uh... Sneakers.

Is that your dream?

Yeah. Sneakers.

RUNNING

Nice kicks. Take them. Take them.

And why don’t you take some
for your little brothers too?

Do you want a phone?

Really?

Then let me handle it.

Good afternoon, gentlemen. Welcome.
What are you looking for?

A phone for him. Something
good, huh? The latest one.

Anything else?

That’s a beast, huh?

Yeah. Awesome.
You didn’t have to give me a ride.

No. You’re
carrying all the bags.

Besides, it costs me nothing.
Forget it.

SAMSUNG
GALAXY

I’m curious.
Do you do drugs?

- Weed.
- Weed?

If I feel like it.
But it makes me hungry, so...

...I don’t know. Nothing else.

That’s fine.

And you?

A joint, yeah. At night,

with a little wine, with my
wife, looking at the lake.

I like it. It gets me high.
It’s nice.

You probably think
I’m a millionaire, right?

With this truck,
that I can buy whatever I want.

But you have no idea
how lucky you are, kid.

Why?

Money, when it goes past a certain point,

works against you. I
don’t know. You want more.

You become a slave to
all that. On the other hand...

you do whatever the hell you want
from morning till night. It’s wonderful.

If I had to choose,
I’d take the money, huh? Let’s be honest.

That said, what you’ve got
is nice too.

Drop me off at that corner.

No, I’ll take you.

Better not go into the neighborhood
with this truck.

Ah, okay, okay, okay.

Well, Axel.
Nice meeting you.

Give me the keys and
get out of the car.

Give me the keys and get out
of the car, you old idiot.

Just kidding. After everything
you bought me.

As if I were going
to rob you.

Bye.

Wow.

Hey, Lucas, buddy.

Sorry, I disappeared all afternoon.
I turned off my phone

and just now saw the messages.

I had an extraordinary experience, man.
You have no idea.

With a kid from the street,
one of those who go around begging.

You know what I did?
I invited him to eat.

No. No. I almost died.
We talked.

Then I took him shopping.

At one point I told him,
“Buy whatever you want, kid.”

You should’ve seen his face.
The experience blew my... my mind.

I tripped out, man. Seriously.
And you know how much it cost me?

I don’t know. If I convert it
to dollars...

Less than four grand, man. Less than
four grand. Nothing.

I’m happy. I just wanted
to tell you. Bye, bye, bye, bye.

Oh!

Lucas, I forgot.

Were you able to talk to that fat
son of a bitch from the finance company?

What the hell happened to him?
He wants to charge five and a half?

What the fuck did that
idiot smoke? He’s crazy.

Rule him out. And he decided that
without consulting anyone?

Tell him to go fuck himself.
Got it?

Hug. I forgot.
Son of a bitch.

In accordance

with Article 75 of Law 26,522 on
audiovisual communication...

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...from this moment on, Radio
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together with all the
stations that make up

the national radio and television
network throughout the country,

broadcast the first message

to the Argentine
people by the newly elected president.

Addressing the nation, the President
of the Nation, Dr. José Luis Estrada.

Good evening.

Get me out of here!
Motherfucking assholes.

All of you, go fuck yourselves.

The President of the Nation,

Dr. José Luis Estrada,
has addressed the country.

From this moment on,
all radio and television stations

resume their regular
programming. Thank you very much.

DAD’S GIRLFRIEND

- Well. Enough.
- Bravo! Mmm!

Hey, hey!

All right, let’s see, let’s see.

Wow! A bit undercooked, right?

That’s it! Nice.

Very good.

All right, kids. Uh...

The truth is I invited you
here to the house

because I need to tell you something.

Are you sick, Dad?

- Oh no, sweetheart, please.
- Ouch!

No, no, I’m better than ever, my love. No

On the contrary, what I want to tell you
is something nice.

- All right.
- Tell us, Dad.

I'm so nervous.
Come on, Dad, talk.

All right.
As you know, two months ago

it was one year
since your mother passed away.

Mm?

And I want you to know that she
will always be the love of my life.

And she gave me
the most important thing: you.

Oh, do you have a girlfriend, Dad?

Yes, dear.

Water.

Mmm.

Well... okay. Uh...
Who is it? If you want to tell us, I mean.

Do we know her?

Yes, Mati.

Who?

Eliana.

Huh...?

No.

- What?
- No.

- Yes.
- Dad!

Eli?

Dad.

- Eliana, could you come here, please?
- Dad... wait, wait. Wait, Dad. Dad.

No, well...

Okay.

Eliana with Dad?

All right then.
I formally present to you my girlfriend.

Congratulations to the couple.

Congratulations.

Yes, congratulations.

Thank you.

Well, this calls for
some champagne, right?

I’ll get it.

No, no, no. I’ll go.
I’ll go. I’ll go. I’ll go.

Mm.

Eli.

Eli, where did you live?

- In Moreno.
- Ah.

In the province. But now Antonio
asks me to stay here more days.

But you’re... you’re from here. You’re...
I mean... you’re Argentine, right?

Hey, listen to me.

It's a question.

Yes. It’s fine. It’s fine.
It doesn’t bother me.

I understand this might be
a bit strange for you.

And yes, I’m Argentine,
from Clorinda, Formosa.

And have you been
together long or...?

- I mean, I don’t know. Are you a couple?
- Excuse me.

- There you go.
- Okay.

- Some champagne.
- There it is.

Let’s go. Hey!

These are the cleaning products.

And with these wooden cabinets
you have to be very careful

because they’re very delicate.

You should always clean
them with a chamois

and never with dishcloths
because they scratch them, okay?

- Yes, ma’am. All right.
- It’s important.

- Oops. Hmm.
- Oh. Sorry. Hi.

- Hello. Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

Rosa, this is Antonio,
my boyfriend.

- How do you do? How are you?
- Nice to meet you.

My love, would you like me to
book Marcello

for dinner tonight in Puerto Madero?

- Yes?
- Okay.

Doorbell at this hour?
That’s strange.

- Hello! What a surprise!
- Dad! How are you?

- Good. Hi. How are you?
- Daddy! Oh.

- What’s up, Dad?
- Hi, sweetheart. How are you?

Good, and you?

Nice to see you.

So? What brings you here?

Nothing.
Just wanted to see you.

Ah. Very good.

Is Eliana here?

Yes, with the new maid.

Look at that. New maid?

You’re thinner, Dad.
Or is it the clothes?

- No, no, not thinner. Eli...
- Mm.

...changed my wardrobe a bit.
This hoodie, the sneakers.

Mm. Are you doing something
to your face?

No, not my face. No. I didn’t
get anything done. No. No.

- How could I--? Daughter!
- Okay.

What’s going on, kids, that you came
all of a sudden? Did something happen?

No, nothing happened. We wanted...

- ...to talk to you a bit.
- Ah.

A topic we’ve been
thinking about quite a lot.

And... well, it seems
like an... intelligent option...

reasonable, more than anything.
Right?

We think there are things that
are better to plan ahead and...

We thought that...
it would be good...

to put all your assets...
in our names.

It’s about saving
ourselves a lot of trouble

that could come with a
future inheritance.

Mm-hm.
Well, you’re killing me.

- No.
- No, Dad, please. No. No.

No, no. It would be like a way
of protecting the family assets.

Very well. And why the rush?
Is it because of Eli?

- No, Dad, please.
- Dad!

No! No. It’s just that
inheritances can be very, uh, complicated.

- So to save ourselves all that trouble.
- Uh-huh.

Look.
You do a lifetime transfer,

and you guarantee yourself
usufruct of everything.

The idea is that you keep living
exactly the same as you are now.

You’ll keep collecting the rent from the
garages, the shops. Everything.

Uh, yes. In practice,
it’ll be exactly the same for you.

Further.
Everything there.

That’s it, very good.
There, no, no. Not there.

Those?

You’re flooding everything. No.

Oh.

Uh... well...

Okay. Yes, yes.
It makes sense.

Succession procedures are cumbersome,
yes, they... they are. They are.

But I can’t lie to you. You make me feel
like I’ve got one foot in the grave.

- No!
- No, Daddy, no. Daddy!

And how do you plan to divide it?

Well, there are three of us.
One third each. What the law says.

Mm-hm.

All right.
Let’s move forward.

What we mustn’t forget either is...

the stash in the safe deposit box.

What...? What stash?

The dollars, Lucas.

Dollars?

How much? How much?

A million.
There’s a million dollars.

But excuse me,
when did you make that much money?

But a... a million? You robbed a bank,
Dad?

No, son. Fifty years
of work, Lucas.

When I got promoted, they gave me shares
in the company. We sold Grandpa’s house.

I had no idea you’d made
so much. It’s a lot.

- It’s a lot.
- Yes.

What I don’t think is fair is
the way to divide it. No, no, no.

I think the fairest thing would
be sixty percent for Lucas.

Thirty percent for you, Mati.
And ten percent for you, Jime.

But why?

Well, because with your mother,

and I take responsibility for my part,

we always felt we weren’t very
fair with the three of you. No.

We always favored you
more, Jime. All your life.

Emotionally and financially.
Because you were the girl.

We gave you a lot too, Mati,
but much less than Jime.

And the one who got the short end
of the stick was you, Lucas. All your life

You were always a quiet kid.
You didn’t communicate anything.

You didn’t ask for anything.
And it stayed that way.

On the other hand, for you,
everything, moral and material.

That’s why I don’t think it’s
fair at all to split it this way.

It has to be 60 percent for Lucas,

30 percent for Matías,
and ten percent for you.

No, no, no, no, no. But you’re
asking me to compensate Lucas.

How sweet
my little sister is, right?

Do you really think I didn’t notice that
they did absolutely everything for you?

The car, the apartment they bought you.
They sent you to study abroad.

Not just that. The new house.
We helped you with a lot of money too.

I didn’t put a gun to anyone’s head
to make them do the house thing.

I didn’t do anything to deserve being
a second-class son, yet that’s what I was.

You were never a second-class son.
I won’t allow that.

No, I was. I was.

And I don’t know if it was because you
were the center of gravity of this house.

Right? Like Dad says.

The little princess. And
here, the messed-up one.

And on top of that, gay. You know what?
What the old man says is perfect.

Sixty, thirty, ten.

Wait. Wait. Wait. There’s something
Dad says that I think is true.

I also feel there wasn’t any balance

and that now we could
make up for it.

I don’t know if in that
proportion. I think fifty percent is...

enough to compensate Lucas.

Ten for Jime and forty for me.

Oh, you’re a piece of shit, man.

No, no. We have to listen to Dad,
who knows how everything was here, huh.

- Honestly...
- You’re both sons of bitches.

No fucking way I’m accepting
this. I’m telling you now.

I’m going to hire an army of lawyers.
I’m going to fuck you both over.

Oh, how scary! Go ahead, dumb little bitch
What’s fair is 50-40-10. Irresponsible.

No, no, no. For you...
for you, not one point more. No, no.

For taking advantage.
And you, nothing, you rat. Forget it.

- Shut the fuck up, sicko.
- Hey, why are you pushing me?

- I’ve been screwed over my whole life.
-“My whole life I’ve been screwed over”?

- Enough. Enough.
- “Lower your tone”?

Enough!

Sit down.

Kids...

The million dollars is a lie.

Because all this shit
is about Eliana.

Or do you think I was born yesterday?

You’re afraid I’m with
her for her interest.

What a disgrace. My children.

What is this? Look at
what you’ve turned into.

Do you hear yourselves?
I never imagined...

I’d see something this...

This miserable in you.

- Bye, Eli.
- Bye.

- Bye.
- Thanks for stopping by.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Did you manage to tell them
they’re going to have a little brother?

Not yet.

I didn’t find the right moment
in the conversation.

Do you think they’ll be happy?

Thrilled.

What good children you raised, Antonio.

Excellent.

THE ADVANTAGES OF BEING POOR

HAPPY BELLIES SOUP KITCHEN

Thank you, Father. Very kind.

Come on, Lucas, man.
Come on, it’s ready.

- Thank you, Father.
- Enjoy your meal.

Malena!

Thank you very much, Father.

When is your brother coming?

Wait. Wait, please. Mmm?

Before eating this meal,
let us give thanks to God. Mm?

You are poor. But know that
there is no greater poverty

than that of someone who lacks
God, even if they have money.

That is the worst kind of poverty.

On the contrary, your poverty
has an enormous virtue.

It makes you free beings.

You don't chase after the latest phone,
the new car, the house in the country.

Why? Because you are free.

Our Pope, whom I had
the privilege of meeting

while walking these very
streets, said several years ago:

“The wealth of our pockets is of little
use when there is poverty in the heart.”

Because you, dear brothers
and sisters, are the face of Jesus.

And we must learn from
you. Because the poor...

- Sorry. Sorry, sir.
- Yes?

With all due respect,
I’m fucking starving.

Oh.

Would you mind if we eat first,

and then you keep telling us
about the advantages of being poor?

No, please. Eat, eat.

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EZEIZA

Hey. I’m going to miss you.

We’ll miss you too, sweetie.

Beautiful.

You’re going to love Madrid.
You’ll see.

You’re doing the right thing.

Yeah.

Take good care of yourself,
daughter. Okay?

Text me when you’re on the plane.

- Yeah. Yeah.
- And as soon as you arrive.

You’ll be great.

I love you very much.

You already know that...

I know. If I don’t like it or I miss
you...

We’re always waiting for you here.
Okay?

...Aerolíneas Argentinas...

You go, girl!

Should I fire up the grill
for a barbecue now? Huh?

What do you think?
In Spain they don’t have that, huh?

They do have it.

It’s not the same.

It’s not the same.

A VERY EXPENSIVE TOY

Grandpa! Grandpa!

Uri! How are you, my love?

I just landed and came
straight to get you.

- Is that for me?
- Of course. What you asked for.

Straight from Miami!
Look.

And well...

It’s awesome. Thanks.

All right, let’s go home, your mom’s
waiting for you for snack time.

Can we take Santi with us?

- What, aren’t they coming to pick you up?
- No. I go back and forth by myself.

Oh. Okay.
Let’s go, the car’s right there.

It’s awesome, right? Amazing.

- Yeah. It’s great. I have it.
- What do you mean, you have it?

Yeah, of course.

Seriously?

Yeah, yeah.

You have the same robot?

Yeah, the same one.

No, I don’t think it’s the same one.

Yes, I have it.

What was your name again?

Santi.

Look, Santi, I’ll tell you the truth.
I don’t think you have the same robot.

But I do have it.

The thing is,
this robot isn’t in Argentina.

I bought it in the United States.

It’s a special edition that just came out.

But sir, I have it.

Santi, it cost me $250.

Oh, I don't know anything about that.
But I have it.

Look. Let’s do this, Santi.

When we get to your house, you get out...

and bring the robot
and show it to us. Okay?

But I don’t know
if I’ll be able to find it.

Don’t worry.
We’ll wait for you.

Go look for it when you get there.

Leave it, Grandpa.

No, no.

But seriously,
I don’t know if I’ll find it.

Just look for it. Take your time.

We’ll wait here until you
come back. Don’t worry.

Okay.

Why that face?
Here, have a cookie.

Come on. Do you want to know
what’s going on with your friend?

Yes.

Grandpa’s going to explain it to you.
There are many people who feel bad,

poor things, because they can’t
have what other people have.

And that makes them angry, sad.

It’s called resentment, Uriel.

They don’t have a grandpa
like you do, who can go to Miami,

who buys an expensive toy
for his grandson.

And that makes them angry and
they do anything to ruin your happiness.

Pure resentment.

I want to go home.

No, but Grandpa is going to
explain what’s going to happen now.

He’s going to come and
tell me: “I couldn’t find it.”

Or: “It broke.”

Or he’ll have to admit that
he lied to you.

And then he’ll be exposed
all by himself with the lie.

Tomorrow you’ll play like
nothing happened.

You’ll start laughing together.
You might even lend him the robot

so he can play with it too.
But he’ll realize the lesson...

- They’re the same. They’re the same.
- What a son of a bitch.

- Fight. Fight. Fight.
- Fight. Fight.

Look at that son of a...

That’s it. Let’s go. Let’s go, we...
We don’t have all day, Uriel.

Come on, come on, come on.
Let’s go!

Okay.

- Bye.
- Bye, Uri.

He’s unbearable.

But today or always?

A NECESSARY FILM

Always. Oof. There he comes.
Here he comes, guys. Hi, director.

It took you forever to put up
two lights, man. Unbelievable.

I’ve been in the motor home
for four hours.

Look at this.
These people, my God.

Fucking hell.

- Can I ask you a little question?
- Don’t bother me. Go on. Go, go, go.

What a slow way
to make movies, my God.

DIRECTOR

Cut! It doesn’t work.

Not a single fucking fly
landed. Not one, for fuck’s sake.

I can’t believe it. You can’t work
like this. You’re a disaster. What...?

Listen to me. Look at this idiot
Indian here. Why are you laughing?

You’re like this. You’re not
supposed to laugh. It’s a sad story, man.

Get serious. Serious. And
this other one with the basket,

continuity-wise, you’re supposed
to have it on the other arm. Come on.

Look at the other one with the spear.
He’s fooling around with the spear.

Put it on the ground, idiot. There you go.

These Arawi Indians, when
Columbus came, they were backward.

And five hundred years later
they’re still the same. Fuck.

Hey, you, the boom guy! What the
hell are you doing there? Go over there.

Where’s the girl, the... the...?
Come here, girl. Listen to me.

Yes.

Smear her properly. More honey.
More. More.

She’s got enough.

What do you mean “enough”? Are you stupid
or do you not hear me when I talk to you?

I want more. I need the
fly to land on her face.

Do you want to stay
here one more day or not?

- No.
- I don’t want to stay. Let’s go.

Smear her well. More honey.

That’s it! That’s it!
Smear her. More! Put more on.

Attention.
We’re going to shoot.

Eighty-four, five, eleventh take.

TO THE RESCUE OF THE AWARIS

Come on, girl! Come on!
Release the flies.

There they go. There they go.
There they go. Now get out. Get out!

Focus.
You’re a sad indigenous girl.

An indigenous girl
with lots of problems.

Your dad and mom died.
A bear ate them.

All alone, girl. That’s
it. There it is. There it is.

A fly landed. Great. Stay still, girl.

Still. Very still.

Spectacular fly.
For fuck’s sake! Stay still, girl.

Don’t move. Don’t breathe.

Done!

- Done! Good!
- Ladies and gentlemen,

this was the final shot of the shoot.

- We’re finished.
- Good, damn it.

My God, one more minute here
and I’d shoot myself.

Get me out of this shithole right
now, please. Let’s go. Let’s go.

KFF
KUNSTOFF FILM FESTIVAL

The winner in
the category "Best movie" is...

"To the Rescue of the Arawis."

BEST FILM
TO THE RESCUE OF THE ARAWIS

In this film,
director Iván Gutiérrez

tells the story with great humanity,
compassion, and empathy.

about the challenges faced
by the Arawi people in Argentina.

Without a doubt, a film
that is urgently needed.

This prestigious award is
presented by Gianluca Mengoli,

President of the International
Federation of Film Academies.

I’m going to speak in Spanish.

I didn’t expect this.

I’m deeply grateful for
this award, but I can’t...

be happy or celebrate
when the world is the way it is.

Climate change,
anti-immigration policies, hate speech.

My film represents the opposite:
empathy, commitment, humanity,

which I hope helps the world get to know
and value the Arawi indigenous community.

My days with the Arawis allowed me
to witness their ancestral wisdom,

their sensitivity,
and their human quality.

We must protect them
from this criminal capitalism.

I want to dedicate this award
to the love of my life. Roberto.

I love you, Roberto.
You are everything to me.

Your ethics, your way of living...

That showed me the path
to make this film. I love you.

I love you.

The Arawis need us, ladies and gentlemen.

We are all Arawis!

MONTALBANO ELICONA

TROPPO DOLCE

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Sir, I'm looking for the
Muscarella family.

- Muscarella.
- Yes.

I will show you a photo of my
grandfather, Giuseppe Muscarella.

I'm very interested in getting
to know the town of my family.

I come from Argentina. I've traveled
twelve thousand kilometers.

Do you know where the house is?

Take this road.

Yes.

Turn right
after you cross the second street.

To the right.

Keep going straight.
You'll reach a viewpoint.

Yes, sir.

Go a little to the left.

The Muscarella family house
is right in front.

Uh!

You'll recognize it by the door.
It has some horns on it.

- Horns on the door?
- Yes.

- How come?
- I don't know why. I have no idea.

Good.
Thank you so much, sir.

Good morning, ma'am.

- Good morning.
- Muscarella family?

Who are you?

I'm Fabio Muscarella, the grandson
of Giuseppe Muscarella.

I come from Argentina.

Uncle Giuseppe!

Yes!

No way!
I can't believe it! I'm so happy!

Anna, come here! Look
who's here. Come in, come in!

God. Come see
who's here! A relative from America!

- Please, come in.
- Excuse me. Excuse me.

Welcome!

What a pleasure, what a pleasure!
A relative from America!

Thank you very much.

- Come in, come in.
- Thank you.

I'm so happy,
I can't believe it!

This is amazing!

I brought two very Argentine things.

A Malbec wine.
Extraordinary.

And alfajores.
A typical Argentine sweet.

They have dulce de leche.

- Dulce de leche?
- Dulce de leche!

Oh, thank you!
You really didn't have to!

Why? Thank you. Really.
Thank you so much.

Please. But...

Did you guys notice?

- What?
- Eh?

He has the same eyes
as Carmelo.

The eyes?

- Oh! For real.
- Oh! For real. For real.

They're identical!

Right.

- You're a Muscarella through and through.
- Of course.

So, how did it end
with the pasta, huh?

Tina, what am I supposed to do?

- Elisabetta. My mother.
- Mmm-hmm.

She was Giuseppe's younger sister.

The youngest one.

I remember him as tall, strong,
with blond hair.

How nice.

The Muscarella siblings were eight.

Four girls and four boys.

Four boys.

He was the bravest,
the most adventurous.

That's why he decided
to leave for America.

- But he wanted to go to New York.
- Mm.

And then, somehow,

the ship he took ended
up taking him to Argentina.

Well, millions of Italians
immigrated to Argentina. Yes.

I've seen some pictures of Argentina.

- It's beautiful.
- Very beautiful.

- With its beaches, its tall palm trees...
- Right.

That giant Christ statue
up there, on the hill.

No, what Christ? The Obelisk.
What Christ?

Yes, yes.

I always dreamed of coming here.

And for one reason or another,
because of work, I never could.

- Can you understand me when I speak?
- Yes.

But now I fulfilled my dream

of knowing my grandfather’s town.

That was what I always...

Can you show me your watch?

You like it? Sure.

- Rocco!
- Yes. Can I try it on?

No. It’s fine.

Come on, please.
Let me try it on.

- There you go.
- Careful.

- Where are you going?
- Rocco!

Rocco, give me the watch!
Come here!

- Rocco.
- Don't make me get up, Rocco!

It's fine, it's okay.

He will bring it back.

- Fabio.
- Yes?

Tell me a little about yourself.

What do you do for work in Argentina?

What do I do for a living?
Well, I'm an engineer.

- Oh!
- What?

- Engineer.
- Engineer.

- Yes.
- Engineer.

- Good.
- I own a construction company.

- So, you run a construction company?
- Yes.

You make good money, right?

Well,
things aren't going badly for me.

- Fabio?
- Eh... Yes?

Maybe you can help us.

Help?

We need to buy
a new wheelchair for Francesca.

But it has to be electric, okay?

Because the one she has is too old,
and it's also tiring to carry around.

Right.

But we don't have the money
to buy a new one.

Poor Francesca.
She was born to suffer. Poor thing.

My dear. She suffers in silence.

The money for the wheelchair?
You'd change her life with that money.

- Yes.
- Yes, sure. Yes.

The new wheelchair costs
a thousand euros.

Whoa! Eh...

But now that you're
part of the family,

if you'd like to help us,
it would be a blessing!

- A blessing.
- Yes.

All right, all right. If I can help,

I'd be happy to. I'll check
what I have at the hotel...

and transfer whatever I can to you.

- No.
- No cash?

No, no, no, I don't have
that money on me.

No, come on.
Look, look in your wallet. Look.

- Look.
- No, I don't have it.

- Look, look. You have them. Look.
- Look. You have them. Look.

- No, but I just don't have that amount.
- Come on. Look.

Look!

Fabio, you definitely
have a little cash. Look.

No, definitely not.
Because I have...

For sure. See?

...pesos argentinos and only...

- Ah! See if you have anything else.
- No, no, but...

- See? You have it. You have 600 euros.
- See?

No, well...

If you look carefully,
there's a little more too.

Francesca, you have to thank him
because he's your relative.

- Yes.
- Say: "Thanks, Fabio."

Fabio, thanks.

No, please, Francesca. It's fine.
It's my pleasure.

Fabio, you're a lucky person.

You’ve made money.

The fact that you decided
to come to Sicily

to discover your family's origins...
that's important.

For that reason,
you have to give us a hand.

Because you have the cash,
but we don't.

But it's hard for me
to earn that money too.

In Sicily,

there are two very important things:

respect and honor.

And you need to weigh these things
carefully. Do you understand?

Uh?

Coffee?

No. No, no, no.

Thank you very much. I have to
be at the hotel anyway.

Can I use the restroom?
Where is it?

Of course, I'll go with you.
I'll show you where it is.

Okay, thank you.

Excuse me.

He's got money. Attention.

He's got money.

Hey. What's going on?

- Why are you doing this? No, please.
- Help me escape from this shitty country!

- No, no. No, no, no.
- From this family of monsters.

With all this crap around,
there's no future.

- Please, take me with you!
- No, calm down. No, no.

I'll do whatever you want.
I'll make it worth your while.

No, no, no, no.
What are you doing? No.

Giulia! Giulia, what are you doing?

No... No, Don Carlo, it was the little
girl! -Giulia, open the door!

- Go away because he will kill you.
- Where?

- Giulia! What are you doing? Giulia!
- God dammit!

Did you find the house?

Grandpa Giuseppe...

and your goddamn mother.

You bastard!

Holy shit!
Fuck you, you son of a bitch!

You piece of shit!

100 DOLLARS
1000 PESOS

MERCOSUR ARGENTINE REPUBLIC PASSPORT
BRUBANK FABIO MUSCARELLA DEBIT CARD

EUROPEAN UNION ITALIAN REPUBLIC PASSPORT
SWISS MEDICAL FABIO MUSCARELLA

NATIONAL DRIVER'S LICENSE
HAVANA - ALFAJOR

How is it, Grandma?

Too sweet.