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Nessuna legge dell'uomo � al di sopra della legge di Dio.

Amerai Dio sopra di tutte le cose ...

... Amerai il prossimo tuo come te stesso.

Abbiamo davanti a noi e davanti a Dio ...

...una coppia che sapeva amare e rispettare .

... E che dopo 10 anni ..

...vuole rinnovare la promessa

Jose Maria.

Jean Paul.

I migliori auguri per questi 10 anni di impegno amorevole.

Un applauso alla coppia

Bacio, bacio, bacio!

Bacio, bacio, bacio!

L'altra famiglia.

Mamma!

Mamma!

Mamma!

Mamma! Mamma!

Merda .

Guarda, guarda!

Ti amo!

Mamma?

E' tardi, che cosa hai fatto?

Dov'� tua madre?

Non � qui.

Da quanto tempo sei da solo?

Tre giorni.

Ok.

Dove stai andando?

Ho preso i pochi vestiti puliti.

Avreste dovuto vedere la casa.

Sembrava bordello.

Lattine di birra sul pavimento mozziconi di canne...

...Ho perfino trovato un preservativo usato.

Ciao!

Ciao!

Si.

Adesso?

Non ha un padre?

Non sappiamo dove sta.

Nonni, zio o zia, nessun parente?

Non ha nessuno Jean Pau. altrimenti non avrei chiamato.

Perch� io?

Dai non fare cos�.

Perch� non lo vuoi?

Non possiamo, partiamo per Houston.

Dai!

Aiutami, per favore.

E' solo per pochi giorni.

Ho un lavoro.

dimmi, come potrei fare con un ragazzino...

...di quell'et�? - Hai Chema.

Oh, dai!

Vieni a vederlo. Te ne innamorerai.

No, no!

No, lvana, no.

Dov'� mia madre?

Buona domanda... Ottima domanda.

E'... malata.

She's feeling a bit under the weather.

But as soon as she's better, you'll go back with her.

For now, you'll stay with us.

Who is "us"?

You'll see.

You hungry?

At least they fed you!

And they gave me a warm bath.

Good to know, son! Good to know.

Are you my dad?

No.

No. I have no kids.

But let's say I'm your...

...little guardian angel.

It's just for a while.

I wanna pee.

Can you hold it in? We're almost there, OK?

No?

No!

I'm coming!

I'm coming, I'm coming!

Come quick, come. Merci.

Lower your pants. Like that.

Meet Hendrix.

Can he stay with us for a couple of days?

This is Chema.

Come, sit!

- Is this a joke? - No, it isn't a joke.

We're doing lvana...

...a favor.

Is he her nephew or something?

He's the son of a friend of hers.

I'll explain later.

Coming!

Who are you? What do you want?

- Where is Patrick? - I don't know, he's not here.

Hold on, man.

Let me be.

I thought you guys were having a great fuck.

Yep, super great.

I don't know what you see in that asshole.

I have everything...

...you need right here.

- Over my dead body. - All you need, bitch.

Over my dead body.

Relax! Relax!

I'm so fed up with you, Caiman!

Tell that douche that he has a week to pay up...

...the tab he has with me. - You tell him and don't...

...get me involved in your shit. - Move aside, goddamnit.

Move!

I warned you.

You know how I get when I don't get paid.

Done?

I'm going to get you.

You'll fall one day, you bitch.

I'm going to get you.

Screw you, whore!

Whatever were you thinking, Jean Paul?

I couldn't say no.

They're leaving tomorrow. What did you want me to do?

I really don't know, but it isn't our responsibility either.

Just what we needed.

Hello!

And if the mother acts like she didn't know a thing?

We don't know who it is.

Come on, don't be dramatic.

It's just for a short time.

When she's released, we'll give him back...

...and if not, we'll give him to lvana and she can handle it.

She'll know. Period.

You're so incongruent.

I thought we were done with that subject.

Yes, a friend of mine died around here.

Hendrix?

Hendrix?

I'm home.

Do you think it's OK?

I couldn't hold it in.

You're not a doggie, are you?

Don't scorn him like that. I'll change the sheets.

Who does the cleaning? Me, right?

Prepare the bath, Mrs. Chuy.

And you, get out of those clothes, you stink.

Come on, off with them!

You'll get worms coming out your butt.

Don't tell him that.

Didrt you hear? Prepare the bath.

Nina?

Nina?

Nina, wake up.

Wake up.

Where's your son?

Come on, wake up.

- He's in his room. - Up, Nina!

For Pete's sake, Nina! Wake up, please!

- Come! Where's your son? - Where are we going?

Wake up already and come.

Come here.

- Calm down! - Who are these assholes?

No, no! Let me go! Let go!

Easy, easy!

- Calm down! - Help!

- They're kidnapping me! - Let's go.

- Let me off! - Let's go.

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

Let go!

Let go of me!

Who are you?

Hendrix.

- "Genrriz"? - Hendrix.

What the fuck. Who gave you that name?

- Mom did. - Who's your mom?

Nina.

Nina?

Well you've got some fucked up names there.

Come!

Where's your lady mama?

In the hospital.

- Why? - 'Cause she's sick.

- Sick with what? - I think she had a breakdown.

Is she neurotic or what?

A little bit.

What are you doing hereabouts? "Genrriz"?

- Where? - Here, this house.

Jean Paul told me I'm going to stay here...

...while mom gets better. - That so?

So your mom is their friend.

Don't know. I'd never seen them.

Did they tell you where to sleep already?

I slept in the guest room last night.

Alone or with the men?

Alone.

- How old are you, "Genrriz"? - Seven.

Seven. You're getting some little mars balls there, huh.

At your age, I had a girlfriend.

- Not like other people. - Who?

Other people just going around. They can't stand women.

They just see them and they throw up.

But you're a manly boy, right?

What's manly?

Manly. It means you like the ladies, don't you?

I like hanging around with boys better.

What the...! You a sissy too?

What is a sissy?

- Like... your relatives. - What relatives?

Your uncles, don Chema and don "YoPolo".

They're my uncles?

Heaven forbid.

You're a little man, aren't you?

Not like the kind of men who get off on pushing up their beans.

I like beans too.

What the hell? You're not the brightest crayon, are you.

Just let me tell you. Don't hang around with them for too long.

They say it's contagious.

And if it is, I'll be seeing you hang around the house...

...wearing a little skirt. - What are you saying? I'm not a girl.

That's more like it!

That's the way. Come on, manly face.

Attention.

High five!

That's it!

Leave.

Leave!

Hendrix, didn't they ever tell you it's not polite...

...to enter a room without knocking first?

Chema?

We're off on the wrong foot.

Very bad!

And you, Mrs. Chuy, be very careful.

I don't want to see the kid hang around my room.

- Got it? - It isn't my fault.

- Why leave the door open? - All the more reason! Look after him.

- Why me? - Because I say so.

End of discussion.

- Jose Maria, the boy isn't to blame. - On top of everything I have to do...

...I have to guard the doors.

Hendrix, don't you want to go out and play for a bit?

Come on, go.

Don't mind him, he's having his period.

Ha, ha, ha. Great sense of humor.

Funny man!

No, no, no!

Don't be nosy!

This isn't yours.

What's up, Rafa?

Let me out, will you?

I have to go see my son, man.

Don't be an ass.

Don't insult me, you cookie.

Up yours, asshole.

Why were they kissing?

Because...

...foreigners are like that.

What am I, Mexican or a foreigner?

You're Mexican, like me.

Gabino says I have the name of a foreigner hippy.

Why do you listen to that ignorant dwarf?

Do foreigners sleep in the nude?

Stop asking that kind of questions.

- Do Mexicans? - Do Mexicans what?

Do they sleep in the nude and kiss each other and stuff?

No, boy, Mexicans don't.

And neither do you.

With all due respect, you're out of your freaking mind, sister.

Just imagine if the boy comes out dumb, or crazy...

...or a druggie, or gay. My God, who'd be the father?

- You're crazy, lvana! - This is how it goes.

Let me explain it bit by bit. Listen.

The egg would be Gloria's...

...but I would have the baby.

That way the kid runs no risks.

Got me?

Got it.

How modern.

How perverse. Why all the bullshit, anyway?

At first we both wanted to get pregnant.

That's what I last learned.

- And finally, I gave in. - I see.

But after analyzing the situation...

...I came to the conclusion of wanting to be part...

...of the process too.

I told her. She's not very convinced yet...

...but I'm sure she'll end up accepting.

Damn you, lvana! You've got a few loose screws.

And what's my role in all of this?

That's the thing.

Let's suppose that, for example...

...you were the donor.

Me?

The egg would be Gloria's, but the genetic part would be us.

It may even look like me.

Right! I'm sure Gloria thinks it's an awesome idea.

For sure, she agrees. Ivana, Gloria will have a shit-fit.

She doesn't know yet! And, well?

I want to know what you think.

I think...

...I need more caffeine. Miss!

That's why I wanted to ask, Father.

I say it isn't right.

It may even be a sin.

This isn't a confession, Jesusa. You need advice. Come out...

...join me out here.

OK, Jesusa...

...what sin is it you talk of?

I'm surprised by your attitude.

How long have you worked in that house?

I stopped counting years, Father.

Then you know your bosses.

You know they're good people. You know that kid couldn't be...

...in better hands than theirs.

Yes, Father, but...

...I don't know why, but I feel like something wrong might happen to him.

What do think might happen?

That which you imagine, has nothing to do...

...with your bosses' sexual preferences.

- Don't mix things up, Jesusa. - But Father!

If you only knew how many questions the boy is asking me right now.

- I don't know what to answer. - Well, all you have to do...

...is see to it that the boy respects your patrons...

...spaces of intimacy. That's it.

- Got it? - Yes, Father.

Go to sleep already. There's a lot to be done.

May God be with you.

Why do you have these ladies?

They're my family, "Genrriz".

Why can't I go into the hospital?

Because there's a lot of sick people in there.

- You can't make any noise. - And if I'm real quiet?

No can do, "Genrriz", my man.

Stop thinking about that.

You just wait and see. Your mom will get better soon...

...and send out for you.

But I don't want to be left alone again.

She won't.

That's why you're here with us, aren't you?

- Who's your man? - You are.

- Who'll care for you? - You.

There he is.

Hendrix?

Hendrix?

What are you doing here?

Come...

...l've got a surprise for you.

We have to unload some things off the truck.

Yes, boss.

Hey, little man.

Right.

Here.

Alright.

One...

...two...

...three.

What do you think?

I want to go see my mom.

Where do you know Fidel from?

He was a security in a joint where I worked some years ago.

I'm a DJ.

In case you have an event or party.

Is this what you do now?

Not at all, no.

No, Fidel told me about your problem.

And I think we can help each other out.

I know it's a bitch to adopt here in Mexico, right?

You'll be looking at least three, four years doing paperwork.

And that is if they give you the baby.

Yes, that's what I learned.

It's a nightmare to adopt a baby.

I know, I understand.

But I know a boy who's amazing.

The best thing that could happen to him would be...

...getting adopted by someone like you.

How old is he?

He's seven or eight.

Months old?

No! Years, years.

But he's a cutie. He's a white, like us.

I'd think you and the missus are looking for a fine boy, aren't you?

No, we haven't even talked about it.

She has no idea of any of this.

But really, man, I was thinking of a baby.

Can I give you a friendly advice?

What?

If you're going into this, you'd rather adopt a big boy.

You'll save up on lots of shit.

Hospitals, diapers, vaccines, you know.

And the best thing is you know right away what he looks like.

You won't get any surprises.

I mean...

...you don't have that many options either.

The boy I told you about is really something else.

In fact, a couple of Italians just got in touch with me.

They're ready to take him back home.

Where can I see him?

Yeah, he's pretty cute.

Told you. And besides he's cool, this one.

He's not dark skinned like most?

What do we have to do?

Relax, relax. One...

...then the other. Very well done.

- I don't want to. - Come on, Hendrix.

Just see. You have to learn how to swim, OK?

What would happen if you fell into the pool?

Come on.

Relax.

Relax!

Relax already, Hendrix!

Don't talk to him like that, he won't learn like that.

You mind your own business and don't stick your nose into this.

Go check on the soup.

I'll be checking on you, son.

The soup. It's burning.

- Hasrt something infected you? - Something?

Syphilis? Gonorrhea? STDs?

No, no, what are you saying? Who does she think she's...

...talking with, loosey Goosey?

No, baby. FYI, I'm not promiscuous.

I'm just asking.

You men are something else.

I'm just judging from the circles you move in.

Gloria, there was no need for that!

I take pictures of celebrities...

...but I don't fuck them. - Look.

Yet.

There are the results. They just came in.

He's a healthy boy.

Are you sure of what you're about to do?

Sure.

Up to where I know, I'm nothing more...

...than a simple sperm donor. If everything goes well...

...in nine months I'll become the beautiful uncle...

...of a baby.

An uncle and that's that.

Gloria, relax already. Give me your hand.

I swear to you, I'm not interested in becoming...

...anybody's dad, OK?

But anyway you'd have to sign...

...a kind of contract...

...in which you desist of any future claim.

Gloria, don't get all hung up.

Send me your girls with the...

...claim desisting thing...

...and I'll sign so you don't lose any sleep.

One more thing. It's just...

Ivana talked of economic compensation.

Because, y'know, lately my sperm is rising on the market?

It's practically a luxury item.

So then...

...I wanted to know... - Sure, I'll send you a check...

...along with the documents you've got sign for us.

OK.

Don't even think of sleeping around much.

Oh, no, of course not.

OK! Any other questions or suggestions?

You have a visa?

And Mastercard, baby.

Which one is more aggressive? The white shark or the bull shark?

I think it must be the white shark...

...'cause it bites like... - And the bull like...

- Get in, get in. - No, no.

No, no.

Let's play. Come on.

Let's play.

- Water wars! - Water war!

Close your eyes. Stand up straight, OK?

Open up your legs.

Gabino!

Boss, you called?

Do you need something?

No, why?

What are you doing here?

You don't have to be in my room.

Go to the yard.

And close the door, the kid might catch a cold.

Thanks.

- Lend me a hundred bucks! - No way.

Shall I call you a cab?

I got no dough, man.

- You got a smoke? - Sure.

And who told you I want to adopt a kid?

Nobody.

I just thought it might be an option.

Just wanted to give it to you.

I can't believe you.

It hasn't been a month and you're already saying this.

But why don't you think about it?

We've got nothing to lose, Luisa.

You think I'm just going to forget about my baby like that?

No, of course not. The thing isn't forgetting him.

I just think another child...

...might help us overcome this.

We'd have a reason to keep going.

I lost him too, you know.

Don't forget about it.

So you're famous little Hendrix.

- I'm famous? - You're becoming famous.

Sadly.

Hendrix, brush your teeth.

Let's go.

Let me clean you up. Look that way.

Come on.

Let's go. One, two, three.

Come on.

Come on.

Guys...

...be very careful.

Sadly, there are people that can misunderstand...

...your good intentions.

Well, we have spoken about this...

...to absolutely nobody.

It's very clear.

Not even to me.

I thought this family wouldn't grow any larger.

Or at least so I thought.

And it won't.

It's just an extraordinary event.

Okay.

As soon as the boy's mother gets any better...

...you give him her son back and everything's alright.

You stupendous, think.

- Where did you leave the boy? - Ivana's not answering the phone.

Well, don't move from her fucking house till she's home.

What are you doing here? Move on.

You fucker, leave me.

- Don't push me around. - Calm down.

Last night I went to her apartment and the doorman said...

...there isn't any kid at her house, got it?

I give you two days...

...for that damn brat to appear. Two days.

- Two! - Heard me? Two.

Since when do you care so much for my son, you fucker?

I care for him more than you do, you idiot.

Him being with your friend is in your best interest.

Hurry up!

- So freaking irresponsible. - Fuck you.

Got it, got it.

Show me.

Bravo, but you're not done yet. You're halfway there.

Excuse me, boss? I'm done here.

Okay, thanks.

See you tomorrow.

Well, I...

I wanted to see if I could get permission from you...

...to take "Genrriz" out for a while.

At this hour? Where are you thinking of taking him?

For a ride. I'll take good care of him.

It's just so he gets some fresh air.

You want to go with Gabino?

Yes.

No, you asshole!

Yes, son of a gun!

That's the only way you can do it, you fuckers!

- Bastard! - Bastard!

She's from your family.

Told you, "Genrriz". Mama.

Look, look, look.

Facing front, assholes.

- Mother Fucker, idiot. - Fucking idiot.

Son of a fucking bitch!

Feels a little bit weird that the kid's not here, right?

What are we going to do with Hendrix?

Well...

What any normal family does. I mean...

...Hendrix is a boy, not E.T.

Honey, don't avoid the topic.

To start with, his room is all made up...

...you went shopping and got him towels...

...clothing, toys. Don't you see?

- So? - So?

So what's so bad about buying the kid what he needs?

- No, nothing. Nothing! - I don't follow you.

- Are you getting hooked? - No.

Hendrix isn't going to be here forever.

I don't think it's good for you to get to attached to him.

You're creating false expectations for yourself.

Oh...

No.

You created them from the moment you brought him here!

Yes, I didn't ask you for it.

And now you want me not to get too attached to him.

Not to look at him, or pay attention to him...

...walk around the house like he's some kind of pet...

...and act like he's not here. Listen to me...

...I can't do that. - Course not. Course not.

I want...

I want you to know that at some point, sooner or later, he'll go.

I want you to keep it in mind.

I want you to keep it in mind.

As long as he's living in my house...

...l'll give him everything within our reach.

Okay?

Hendrix needs a normal life, Jean Paul.

He needs...

...he needs friends, he needs to go to school.

Even school now.

- You surely picked it already. - Well, yes, he needs to go to school.

He needs to play, he needs...

Keep it in mind.

Shit, Patrick, were you hiding from me?

No, why would you think so, Caiman?

Where's my money? Pay up, dirty bastard.

Business isn't my thing. I love you, man.

It isn't accumulative. Pay up.

- Pay up, bitch. - Give me a few days.

A few days? Pay me now. Pay me now.

What the fuck is the deal with that girl?

That's a felony. They'll stick you in, Patrick don't be an idiot.

- Hello. - What's up, Agustin? It's Patrick.

- What's up, brother? - Did you think about it?

We're still thinking about it.

Know what? Give me a moment because I can't hear you well.

Well, look...

...I thought about it...

...and we'd like to meet the kid first.

You know, interact with him a bit, right?

Brother, I don't think you're catching my drift.

The family I told you of already has asked for him...

...and if you don't act now, they'll take him next week.

Yes, but we can't make a decision just like that.

We want to see him.

So what shall we do? Let them take him to Italy?

What can I tell you?

I mean...

If things aren't done like I asked you to, it's going to be a f'ed up.

Agustin, let's do this.

I like you guys better than the Italians...

...and I'd rather have the kid stay in Mexico.

So then...

...l'm going to call off the deal and tell them...

...there was a problem with his papers...

...and that he cannot leave the country, OK?

But you have to swear you'll give me half of the money...

...when I go with them.

Deal?

OK.

I'll call you back, alright?

Who were you talking to?

It's getting late.

I'll open. You go already.

Where is Hendrix?

- Nina, calm down. - Where is he, you assholes?

- Hey, calm down, OK? - Calm down.

You shut up, you idiot. Where is he? Give him back.

Chill, he's doing fine.

Your son is fine. He's in good hands. Believe me.

Not true. I want my son. Hendrix!

He's not with us. Calm down.

He's not here.

You should be in rehab. What's wrong with you?

Look at yourself!

Who let you out?

You're not okay.

Give me my son back, please.

What for?

So you'll abandon him again, as always.

You're a freaking junkie.

Look at yourself, you can't eventake care of yourself!

Stop.

No, calm down.

Nina, I'm calling the cops.

I swear to you I'll call the cops if you don't calm down.

Calm down.

Your son is doing fine.

Fine.

But we're not telling you where he is.

Not until you get better.

And until you can handle him...

...you're not seeing him again.

Calm down.

You have no right to take my son away.

Nina, where are you going? Wait!

You're going to regret this.

Nina!

I don't agree, Luisa.

Besides, what do you know of what the boy has been through?

It doesn't matter what they tell you, you won't love him as a son.

Instead of thinking stupid things like that...

...you should go get checked by a good doctor.

Not like the quack Agustin took you to.

I'm going to have to speak very seriously with your father.

That is child trafficking, in case you didn't know.

- And bringing those people here? - What do I do then, goddamnit?

Luisa can't get pregnant again, and adopting a kid...

...in this fucking country is a huge mess.

If what you want is to have a kid...

...give your mother and me a grandson, get another woman.

You're too young to have to do your life over, man.

That relationship has never worked. Don't act dumb.

And a child won't make things better. It'll just make them worse.

Most of all if he's not yours.

Ours.

Get what I'm saying?

You've got to help us out with this, Tomas.

The kid has no school.

That boy is never going to have a normal life, Jean Paul.

What he needs is psychological assistance.

Yes, we know, but...

...he also needs...

...to go to school. - That goes without saying.

But I don't know if this is the best option for him.

I don't want to have to imagine the faces the PTA will make...

...when I even suggest this.

They can all go fuck Themselves, can't they?

Honey, calm down.

Jean Paul...

...you know who the PTA's members are?

- Yes. - You know how much they contribute...

...to this institution in a monthly basis?

So then, Tomas, you're talking about money.

I mean, come on. You should have told us beforehand...

...and we'd saved ourselves...

...a couple thousand words. Money isn't a concern.

In your specific case it isn't about money.

- Then what is it? - There are three variables.

For example, this is a bilingual school.

We need to know the kid's academic level.

Tomas, please, don't be ridiculous.

Hendrix isn't applying for college.

He only needs to see other people.

Get along with them. That's it.

I don't know.

I'd have to do some heavy convincing to do...

...with the PTA's members.

They're conservative people.

Tomas...

...we'll owe you one.

Maybe if you wanted to...

...contribute a large amount of money.

I don't know.

Maybe it'll help us...

...build a pool for the school.

- You're such a cynic! - I'm not a cynic! I'm realistic.

The only way in which Hendrix can come to this school...

...is if he represents a benefit to the community.

Sweetheart, he's right.

Poor kids.

They come to this school...

...in their luxury import cars with chauffeurs. Well fed.

I guess you're thinking that for Hendrix, it might be better...

...if we enroll him in a public school.

I mean, there's no need to be bilingual there.

- Economic contributions, right? - Let's see.

If the problem is the PTA...

...why don't you let us do the talking?

Why are you so afraid?

Well, if the members have nothing else to say...

...then the most convenient thing is to talk with Father Tomas...

...because I think this is not our decision to make.

He's the one with the final say.

One last thing, for all of our sakes.

- Avoid public displays of affection. - You censoring us, Tomas?

That's a way of saying it, yes.

So I won't be able to grab my husband's butt in the school fair.

Not in any way or manner.

If you want to grab his butt, grab it at home...

...without the kid seeing you.

No worries!

After ten years with him...

...public displays of affection are well under control.

I don't even get any at home.

- That's bull. - Tomas, relax already.

Oh. Right.

- Hello? - Listen to me, you asshole.

If you don't want to be in deep shit...

...you two need to get the boy to me, now.

Who is this?

You'll meet me soon enough, and I don't think you want to.

Don't you threaten me.

It's OK to need help.

When is mom coming out of the hospital?

I don't know, Hendrix.

We have to be patient, okay?

Look at this one. It's great.

It's OK to have a worm for a pet.

It's OK to have several moms.

It's OK to have several dads.

It's OK to be adopted.

It's OK to do something good for someone else.

It's OK to be different.

You're special and important, just because...

...you're you.

Is it OK if mom comes live here with us?

- Maybe. - Alright.

- Hit the sack, alright! - Come here.

We have to go to school tomorrow.

Your new school. Imagine that.

- Little guardian angel... - My sweet company...

...don't desert me... ...not at night, not by day...

...because if you leave me... ...l'd be lost.

- In the name of the Father... - Of the Son...

...and of the Holy... ...and of the Holy Spirit...

Amen.

Come. Come here.

I'd like to introduce a new classmate to you.

His name is Hendrix, and from today he's going to share...

...the classroom with you, OK?

- Welcome, Hendrix. - Welcome, Hendrix.

I could give you the son you want so badly.

That again.

I don't understand what you're doing there.

Me neither.

I can't leave her.

Now less than ever.

I'm not going to wait for you my whole life.

I don't think it's fair.

Okay.

You've got the right to do whatever you want.

Do I?

Yes.

If you'd rather stick with Luisa, then don't call me anymore.

- How was your new school? - Cool.

But I don't understand a thing.

Why speak English if we're in Mexico?

That's so you learn a new language.

No, no! No sticking your hands into the plate, little boy.

That's why there are utensils.

Why do you guys kiss each other in the mouth?

Well...

...Chema and I are...

- Good friends. - No, no, no.

- Jose Maria. - Don't confuse him more, Jean Paul.

- Jose Maria. - Please.

Bear with me. The boy understands.

Jean Paul and I are a couple, OK?

And we kiss each other because...

...we love each other very much.

So you're boyfriends.

Yes.

Just like there are men who like women...

...there are men who like other men.

- Jose Maria, enough. - Come, Jean Paul.

- Alright? - Relax.

Let's see.

It's like with food.

- Do you like liver? - Don't know. I haven't tried it.

And don't even try it.

- You won't like it. - There you go. See?

- He doesn't like it. - But I do.

And that doesn't make one better than the other.

Not you...

...not him...

...not me.

But one thing's for sure.

We're different.

Gabino says you're a couple of fags.

One more comment...

...and you're out of this house.

Got it?

Yes, young man.

Yes, boss.

Little brat rat. I almost got the boot 'cause of you.

It just came out. Forgive me?

"It just came out". Just keep doing it, you'll...

See if I ever take you out to the wrestling matches.

These two are crazy. They should be interned...

...they're so crazy.

- Another one. - Why?

I don't know why you're so freaked out.

Nowadays everything is possible.

That goes for you, darling.

Us, the men, remain screwed up.

It doesn't matter how much we fuck, he just won't get pregnant.

Who lives here?

No idea.

I'd never been here.

It's easy to see you have a lot of money.

I know I'm a little...

...conservative for you, OK?

And if that is your decision...

...I respect it.

It's your life, in the end, right? But...

...I most definitely do not agree. I don't agree with it.

Why don't you get another donor?

Well I never... Werert you dying to become a father, honey?

I didn't know that.

Come on. Three tequila shots and off you go.

Go, go, go, a bit more.

Cause this one won't take it, even if it came in a plate.

- And you? - What about me?

- Don't want to do it? - No. Yes?

May I?

Just a little.

Ivana?

Enough.

Oh God, so stressful!

Sorry, Gloria! Sorry.

OK, my friend. Girls stick with girls.

And you come here. Boys stick with boys.

Sorry, sorry, Gloria.

I mean it.

In practical terms, the one that's giving it...

...her genetics is you, Gloria.

You will be the mom.

No, only to a certain point.

Because our friends are playing God.

Honey, lvana will give birth, and it's her brother who is...

...donating sperm, right?

Yes, but she'll act as an incubator.

Sorry, lvana, but that is it.

It's like those American ladies who rent out their womb...

...and then give the kid...

...to Ricky Martin.

Well, yes!

No. Chema, no!

Our cause is different. It's got nothing to do with it.

Sure. Besides, I also think...

...than neither lvana, nor any other woman...

...can be a simple incubator. I mean...

...from the moment she's inseminated, the product...

...eats from her, and it depends emotionally...

...and physically from her.

But it isn't hers, hon.

Of course I'd also be that baby's mom.

Course she is, Chema. She'd be the mother.

The baby is connected to her.

- It's inside her, for Pete's sake. - Hey...

...don't you think this subject has run dry? Let's quit it, OK?

OK, but one more question.

- Oh, for... - Just one more question.

Why not do it the old fashioned way?

Each one uses their own egg.

- Because we don't feel like it, OK? - No, actually...

...what's going on is...

...Gloria is doing really well in her job nowadays...

...and...

...it just wouldn't be very prudent to get pregnant, right?

Besides, lvana is 27 and I'm 42.

- Sure. - Makes any sense.

Yes, totally right. Some cold blood, right?

Next thing we know, one's going to be able to order...

...a baby on the Internet. - OK, stop it.

Sure!

- To the future moms. - Cheers.

To the future moms.

And to Georgioildonatore.

Now you speak Italian.

Me, donor?

Hey, changing the subject a bit...

...we have something important...

Actually, I have something important to tell you.

Oh, no, no more! Mercy, please! Mercy!

I knew this wasrt going to end well.

What did you think?

That she was going to kick the crack habit in a spa...

...with a few aspirins? Come on.

Course not.

But I didn't think this dumb bitch was going to run away.

I'm so cold! Switch the heat on. It's cold.

Oh!

- Calm down. Calm down. - What do you want?

I'm not going to mug you.

Did you come see the kid?

Remember me?

The boy isn't here.

- Oh. No? - No.

Well, I figure he is.

Look...

...you're not his mothers.

Nina desperately wants her son back.

I'm going to help her get him back.

We can do this the easy way, or the hard way.

So if you don't cooperate...

...l'm going to sue you for kidnapping him.

And then you'll go to jail.

You have no right to take him from his mother.

Don't be such assholes.

Nina can't handle him.

That's not your problem, mama.

The boy can stay with me...

...while she gets better. - Is that right? You fucking junkie.

You calm down, OK? If you don't want a fist to the face.

I want that boy at Nina's tomorrow, got it?

- Got it? - Yes, yes.

I don't know what to do.

If to give the boy back to his mother or report her...

...or if to give him to the police or the authorities.

Hendrix isn't leaving this house.

Heard me?

Yes, I did.

But we can't do this. The mother wants him back.

Come on!

Shall I remind you that his mother is a junkie that abandoned him?

That isn't our problem?

Do you know the trouble we're stepping into?

We should have thought about it beforehand.

Too late, honey.

Good night.

The boy leaves this house tomorrow.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Fine.

If he leaves...

...I leave with him.

We can't do anything.

Can't we?

Who's preventing me from doing it?

HOLY CROSS CHILDREN'S HOME

What's up?

Why are you shutting down?

'Cause I'm done.

You're really drunk, aren't you?

No, I'm fine.

I just had some drinks with a few clients.

I'm going to take a bath.

I feel hot.

As we do every month, we have a parent over...

...to talk about his job.

It is Hendrix's turn now.

He asked us to invite his dad over.

Quiet, please.

Welcome.

Hello.

Hello!

My name is Jose Maria, but you guys...

...can call me "Chema".

I'm Hendrix's dad.

OK.

I'm going to tell them a bit about what I do, OK?

Yes!

Alright.

Right now...

...l'm a homemaker. My job is...

...to keep the house clean and tidy...

...and make this little fellow do his homework.

And all the things that normally a mom does.

But it wasrt always like that.

I'm a designer.

And some years ago, I was a model.

The kind you see modeling clothes in magazines and commercials.

- Have you seen that? - Yes!

Just like that.

Pablo, please.

Is it true Hendrix has two dads?

Yes, it is.

His other dad is called Jean Paul.

And he's a great publicist.

Alex.

My dad says you're gay.

Do you know what that word means?

Alright, look.

A gay person is a person who likes...

...another person of the same gender.

So a man that likes another man.

Or a woman that likes another woman.

But if you have any other doubts...

...ask your daddy. - Well, that would be it!

Sadly, Hendrix's dad has to go...

...so let's see him off with an applause, please.

Let's take things as they are, Tomas.

- Goodbye, guys! - Leave, please.

Goodbye!

Okay, kids.

Why doesn't Hendrix have a mom?

I do.

But she's on a trip, right?

Wasrt she in the hospital?

Well...

...that hospital is in the USA.

Is she sick?

She left to have some tests done, Pablito.

And you two are his mom's husbands?

No, Pablito. It is not like that.

Hendrix has his mom, and he also has us.

Eat, boy. The food's going to get cold.

I am eating.

Don't be stubborn. That guy is not going to stop bothering us.

Don't you get it?

What do you want me to do?

Give him the boy? I will not!

It's George.

- Hi, George. - Hello.

You scared us, man.

Hi.

Hi.

What happened? Did you get the contract?

Yes, I wanted to talk about that.

Couldrt be in another moment?

- I mean... - No!

No.

It's just... I've been thinking...

...I don't think it's going to happen, OK?

- What? - Just like that.

I'm embarrassed and sorry, but I think you girls...

...should start searching for another donor because...

...I can't. It's too complicated. - Hold on, hold on.

What do you mean, it's not happening? We had made a deal.

I'm so sorry, sweetie. I'm sorry, but it's too complicated.

Don't fuck with me, George, okay?

Don't do this to us.

I just bought the tickets to Houston.

I know, Gloria. I'm embarrassed, really.

Sorry.

Hold on! Where are you going?

- Tell me, what is going on with you? - No. What's wrong with you?

- Can you let me go, please? - Of course not!

Hey... I just came to let you guys know, OK?

You can't force me to do something I don't want to, OK?

I've been thinking and...

...I don't want to be no child's father.

You aren't going to be anybody's father.

You're going to be a donor, and that's it.

We'd talked about it.

Really, don't worry.

There's no problem, George.

What do you mean, no problem, lvana? What's wrong with you?

You know how much this stupid deal is going to cost me?

Calm down, Gloria.

We have an appointment in Houston next week.

What are you playing at?

Don't talk to me like that, you fucking bitch!

It's precisely because of that that I want no part in it!

To think that my own sister...

...will have a son of mine. Don't fuck around!

That's called incest, it doesn't matter how you paint it!

I want no part of that mess, OK?

- Excuse me. Please... - What are you talking about?

- You're sick in the head. - And you're beautiful, honey.

Ivana, think about it.

You know what?

I don't want to see you ever again!

Dance here, on the stage! Come up!

Applauses for Hendrix!

Excuse me, sir.

Excuse me.

Someone is looking for you.

Who is it?

Who told you your son is here?

Lvana.

She told me you had him.

I'm very sorry.

There must be a mistake.

As you can see, there's no place for any boy here.

So you won't give him to me.

I'm sorry, but...

...I don't know what you're talking about.

If you want, we can dial...

...lvana's number and clear this up.

Yes?

He also knew the lions were the kings of the jungle.

- Why can't I go out? - Because the gentlemen...

...are taking care of some things with other people.

Talk a little quieter, alright?

- Yes? - Ivana.

Chema, what's up?

A woman came to the house, claiming to be...

...Hendrix's mother.

How do you know his name is Hendrix, fucker?

Let me go! Didrt you say he wasrt here?

Calm down, lady.

Let me go!

- I want my son! - Your son isn't here, lady!

Let me go!

This woman is going crazy!

Don't tell her he's there. Hold on. You know what?

I'll just put her on the phone and clear things up.

Hendrix!

- A piece of paper... - It's my mom.

No.

- Hendrix! - No, no.

Yes, it's my mom!

Nina is at Chema's. I'm heading over.

Ivana, don't be stubborn and Keep out of it!

- Hendrix! - No, no.

It's my mom!

- Let me go. - Lady!

Hendrix!

Wait, wait.

- Mommy! - Calm down!

- I want my son, you fucker! - Calm down already!

Calm down.

Alright.

Your son is here.

You see, fucker?

Hurry up, already!

- Give him to me! - I'm going to go get him.

But I want you to calm down.

Calm down.

No.

Mom!

Hendrix!

- Hendrix! - Mom!

Hendrix!

Hendrix!

Stop already.

- Didrt you say he wasrt here? - Don't hit me.

- Didrt you say he wasrt? - Don't hit me because...

...l'll hit back, even if you're a woman. OK?

- I'd like to see you do it. - Don't hit me.

Fucker.

Don't hit me.

- Jean Paul! - Go ahead!

- Hendrix! - Jean Paul!

Sons of Bitches.

- Mom! - Hendrix!

Sweetie!

How are you? I missed you so much!

I'm OK. He's Chema, and he's Jean Paul...

...she's Mrs. Chuy, and he's Gabino.

Come see our room. It's awesome!

No, no. We're going home. Come.

Wait, wait.

Why don't you think it over?

The boy is very well taken care of in here.

And you have to see a doctor.

Do I?

We're not staying here?

This isn't your home, Hendrix!

- Understand it already! Let's go. - Hey, hey, what's the matter?

No, don't...

As a matter of fact...

...the kid's not leaving. You got it?

- You got it? - Lf I got it?

- Out of my way. - Try moving me.

Calm down.

Calm down. Chema, she's his mother.

She's his mother!

Lady...

...before you leave, why don't you ask Hendrix...

...what does he want?

Hendrix.

What do you want to do?

Do you want to leave with your mom...

...or stay with us for a bit...

...and your mommy can come visit any time she wants.

- What do you think? - I want to stay here...

...with mom. - Hendrix, this isn't your home.

And I don't know these people. Let's go.

Mom!

Come on!

They're nice people, mom.

They gave me a room and bought me stuff.

You can come visit him any time you'd like, while we...

...find you some help.

Lady, don't go.

Let me give you my number. Just in case.

I'm going to say goodbye to the boy.

Let's go already!

Bye, Hendrix.

I love you very much.

Move!

Mom, open up!

Look who's waiting for you.

That's it! Didrt you see?

What's up, my champ?

Where were you?

Why aren't we leaving with Chema?

Because this is your home, Hendrix. Get it already.

Everything is going to be OK.

Go out and play. I'm going to pick things up.

It's the sign. To�o Torres, from where?

Vera turns. It's the chance to score for a draw.

Atlas is looking to...

He won't talk to anyone.

I had never seen him so depressed.

Jean Paul, I'm so sorry. I just...

I only wanted to help, and look.

When help comes from people like us...

...it's never going to be seen with good eyes.

To accept our condition, one either has to be really smart...

...or really fucking dumb.

Because...

...life doesn't give you the tools to deal with this.

I'm not so sure I want to bring a child into this world.

You still feel sick?

I'll feel better.

I'm sorry.

I promise I'll take care of you.

And you know what?

We're going to go on a long trip...

...and buy a beautiful house.

Yes?

Little brat...

...smelly again.

He likes balls...

...big and small.

It's Hendrix...

...and he likes to sing.

He's a good boy...

...and he's going out to play.

What do you want?

What are you doing here?

I just brought your medicine...

...so you'll feel better.

Mom?

What are you doing?

What are you doing? Go to your room!

Hendrix!

Hello?

Hello?

What are you doing?

Nothing.

What happened?

I don't know.

- Who was it? - I lost the call.

Hendrix?

Answer, they're talking to you.

Hendrix Montoya Cabrera.

He's a bit shy at first.

But he'll be OK in a minute.

You're beautiful.

I told you, didn't I?

I want to go home.

In a minute.

Look, Agustin. I'm going to tell you the truth so you'll trust me.

His mom and I, we had some issues years ago.

But she's a crazy junkie.

She's locked up in a farm.

She hasn't seen him in years, and she's not interested.

And Hendrix has no dad.

She doesn't even remember who's the dad.

I've tried to care for him...

...'cause he ain't got nobody, right?

But it's really hard, man.

And I just can't handle it any more, man, I just can't.

I'd rather he gets a good family.

No?

NINA MY NUMBER

Answer, damn it!

But how does it go?

Have you got the boy's documents?

You see...

...I signed him up with my name.

But I'm not his dad.

If we make a deal, I'd give you everything.

I'd do the paperwork...

...for the kid to be in your name...

...so you have no problems.

- I want to go with my mom. - Where's your mom?

At home.

She's sick.

- What is she sick with? - I don't know.

He gives my mom her medicines.

And that makes her ill.

Is he a relative of yours?

He's a friend of mom's.

But he's bad.

Hold on.

What's up, Hendrix? Inventing stories for the lady again?

He's got a big imagination. He loves to invent stories.

Right?

- What are you doing? - Calm down.

I'm sure that guy stole him.

Chill, alright?

Or you won't ever see your mom. Hear me?

I want to go.

You're staying here until your mom gets better.

- No, no, no. - Smile, you little fucker.

Tell them a thing about your mother again and you won't see her again.

Got me?

Did you get it?

OK.

Patrick.

It's just he's shy...

...because he doesn't know you, but...

...I got through to him.

You can keep him for a couple days...

...get to know him and live together.

Yes. We'll keep him for a few days.

- Done. - OK.

It feels terrible...

...but it's for his ownwellbeing, right?

Just don't forget what we agreed on, brother.

Just half, just half.

Right. To whose name?

Patricio Javier...

...Montoya...

...Sarmiento.

Here you go.

We're all done.

I'll come by in a few days.

Just leave me something to contact you by.

Your address and...

Agustin here has my number.

I'll come by on Tuesday, OK? To collect on the remainder.

Give you his papers, clothes, and stuff.

Sure, but leave us an address...

...and another number. Just in case, you know.

What if he gets sick? God forbid.

Hello?

Good afternoon. Mr. Jean Paul Jaubert?

Yes, this is he.

I'm Mrs. Luisa de Lascurain.

I don't know if you know him...

We have Hendrix here.

Yes, of course.

He'd like to talk to you.

Sure.

Let me put him on the phone. Allow me.

Chema!

Hello?

Hendrix, son. How are you? Where are you?

Here.

But here where, sweetie?

Where am I?

- Don't be a fucker! - None of your business.

Punch him!

Done and done.

We're done, fucker.

Leave already, and don't bother coming in tomorrow.

What's up, Caiman?

I got your money.

It's fucked up, you fag.

When have I failed you? Don't be like that, man.

That's it, man.

Good, Patrick, my man.

You're really something else.

No, it's even endorsed. No problem, man.

If it bounces, you better start digging a hole, huh.

I'm on bad terms, even with my lady friend.

You chill, or I'll squeal.

I'm taking a loudspeaker, man.

Man.

What's wrong? You're going out?

Yes. Hendrix showed up.

Nina dumped him again.

- Ivana, I need to talk to you. - I don't have time now.

- Where are you going? I'm talking... - Bye!

Who are you?

This is Jean Paul, I'm Chema, and...

...we're responsible for Hendrix.

I'm sorry, but I don't follow.

What do you need to understand?

It's a bit of a long story.

We have a common friend.

She's the one that picked up...

...Hendrix, the first time around.

She asked us to take care of him while the mother...

...got straight again.

And that hasn't happened.

That's it.

I see.

But then...

I mean, you...

...are... - Boyfriends.

Well, yes...

But, come on...

We think it's important for Hendrix...

...to keep living with us.

With all due respect, I don't think it's good...

...for the boy to live with you.

And... with all due respect, right?

Who are you to decide what is best for him?

I'm nobody.

But he should at least live with...

...a normal family.

Right?

I mean...

Poor kid.

Who gave you the right to judge us without even knowing us?

Let's see. Calm down.

Everything is cool.

She should keep tabs on her words. I mean, Jesus...

- Who does she think she is? - Jose Maria.

Chema.

Why don't we calm down?

Right? Let's see.

What do you want to do?

I want to go.

Please, don't do this to him, OK?

He's hardly at an age where he can decide where to live.

The logical thing would be for him to stay here.

You know what? Hold on.

I couldn't care less about what you think.

This is not up for discussion. The kid leaves with us.

Hold on, brother, hold on.

Unless you want to have a problem.

Did you already do all the stuff I left you?

Where's Hendrix?

For Pete's sake! Did you lose him again already?

Nina, you're something else.

Where is he, you fucker? Last night he was in bed with me.

Where is he, you fucker?

How the fuck am I going to know? Why don't you ask...

...your fucking friends?

Who took him the last time?

Lvana said she didn't have him.

And you believe her.

Of course they're not telling you.

- The fags must have him. - What fags?

- They have him. Let's go. - Calm down.

- Come with me. - Nina, Nina.

Chill, snort a bit.

Another one.

Try to remember where you picked him last time.

I don't know. Why are you doing this to me?

You don't even know what freaking day today is.

Hendrix.

I have to go get Hendrix. Let's go.

In a minute. In a minute.

- Fucker! This is my son. - In a minute!

Chill!

What did you want me to do?

To go into a fight with them?

You didn't see how hysterical that crazy bitch was.

Besides, the kid wants to go with them.

Of course. Because he's an adult that can make his own decisions.

He's a freaking boy. Didrt you see him?

Why did you let him go?

Luisa, you aren't planning on keeping the kid.

Don't fuck with me.

That's called child trafficking.

You didn't see the guy.

Why did you give him a check then?

What are you telling him...

...when they come looking for the kid?

You have any idea of what they can do to us?

Calm down, I didn't sign the check correctly.

I'm not the idiot you think I am.

That asshole isn't coming back here.

And if he does, I'll beat the shit out of him.

Why did you let the boy go?

Do you know what that pair of degenerates might be doing to him?

Calm down!

In the end, that freaking brat isn't even my kid.

I don't give a damn.

You're a dick.

So what if he isn't your son? He's still a child.

If those perverts do something to him...

...it'll be your guilty conscious to deal with, and your fault.

What did you want me to do? Have a fist fight with them?

Just you wait, I'm going to beat them all to high hell.

Who're you calling?

Your daddy, so he fixes your problem...

...like always. - Shut up, dumb bitch.

It's thanks to my daddy that you have food and a roof.

Yes.

Ma'am, I want to report a child as stolen.

Move. Scoot.

Jesus, sorry, sorry. Anonymous, ma'am.

Stay there.

Do they have any idea where the mother's child...

...may be?

She is sure to be with that bum...

...and we don't know where he lives...

...but he won't take long to come by.

Anyway...

...if someone asks...

...or knocks on the door, or we get an unknown caller...

...nobody knows anything about Hendrix.

In this house, there are no kids.

Got it, Gabino?

Mrs. Chuy?

Nobody comes into this house without me signing off on it.

Jean Paul, I'm sorry, but...

...this is a very serious felony.

No, no, Tomas.

We just want to protect the kid.

Protect the kid, just that.

I'm going to talk to the lady and the guy...

...and offer them money so they'll let us be.

That's it.

Gentlemen...

...whether we like it or not...

...we have to hand the child over to the authorities.

No, no, no. Sorry, Tomas, but no.

That's not happening.

- No? - No.

No.

Sorry, but I can't be a part of this.

Tomas!

Jean Paul, this has gone too far.

I helped you to the point I could.

- Tomas! - Stop.

Let him go.

Does anyone else want to leave? Gabino?

Mrs. Chuy? Lvana? The door is open.

- Calm down. - Why calm down?

Sorry, Jean Paul.

But Nina won't sell her son.

No, she doesn't.

She just cuts him loose every third day, right?

Yes, but for other reasons.

Who are you selling?

You want a beer?

Nina?

Nina?

What the...?

Nina?

What the hell, crazy bitch.

No way.

No way!

Nina, what the hell!

Nina!

Nina!

No way.

No way! Fucking Nina!

Help, goddamnit!

Help me, man! Some help here!

Go, open. Open.

Carefully.

Hurry up.

Hey?

And what if they aren't what we think they are?

You're the one that didn't like them, werert you?

Yes, but not enough to call the cops.

Right.

Now it turns out it's my fault.

I never told you to bring the kid.

You never told me not to, either.

Alright?

Pick up.

It's work.

Answer her already. She even left you a message a while ago.

Who are you talking about?

Your girlfriend.

Girlfriend.

Stop saying dumb shit, will you?

You're something else.

Fucking liar.

Forgive me.

No.

No, lvana.

Not again.

Hold on, blondie.

Hold on, hold on.

Hold on, goddamnit.

Why didn't we go pick up my mom?

Because...

...your mom is sick, Hendrix.

She needs a doctor.

She can't be here.

Okay?

Why do they say at school that I have no family?

What a thing to say.

What are we, then?

Chopped liver?

We're flesh and bone, boy.

Hey... hey...

...remember not all kids have a mom and a dad.

Some live with mom...

...some live with dad.

- And others... - Live with grandpa and grandma.

Exactly.

Every case is different, Hendrix.

That makes us a family, right?

- Of course. - Yes.

And we'll always be together.

Always.

You'll never leave me, right?

No, honey.

No.

No.

Never.

We're never leaving you.

Not ever.

Not ever.

Carnoy solution.

One mg of adrenaline.

Starting heart treatment.

One, two, three.

No response.

Atropine, three mgs.

One, two, three.

Time of death...

23:20.

Hey...

...after party.

That's it, man.

- What the hell, Patrick? - What's up, man?

- Your fucking check bounced. - No way, man, no way.

- No way, man? Really. - Hold on man, hold on.

Hold on.

And I took a friend to a swinger bar, man.

It was hilarious.

Hello?

What the fuck, man? Your check bounced.

Hold on, brother.

- What's up, Patrick? - Your check bounced, you ass.

No way, man.

How odd!

But don't worry. If you want to, I'll meet you later.

I'm on my way out. I'll give you the full sum...

...because I think we're keeping the boy.

Look, you asshole, don't try to play it smart.

If you don't give me the money, you hand the boy back over today.

And you're in deep shit too.

No, calm down, man. I know.

It must be a mistake.

At what time and place can I see you, you dolt?

I don't know. Calm down, dude.

Calm down.

Got it.

Done, man. You'll have your money today.

You're dealing in child trafficking, you dumbass?

- Don't play. - They'll chop your balls off.

Look at the mess you made!

- No, that's another thing. - Another thing my ass.

The dealer doesn't get in shit, you faggot.

The dealer doesn't get in shit, dumbass.

The dealer doesn't get in shit, asshole.

I was going to spot you, you idiot.

With that sweet ass bitch stupid.

But now you're screwed. You're really fucked, man.

Fuck it, man. The dealer doesn't get in shit.

- Got it, man. - Got what, asshole?

Give me my money.

You'll have it this afternoon.

Here's your stop, asshole. It's been enough.

God damnit, man.

You dumb shit. Let's go!

Take all this shit, man.

You're done for, faggot.

What an idiot.

You're done for, fucking faggot.

I gave you a chance, you idiot. Let's go already.

Mr. Jean Paul Jaubert?

Good morning. Who's looking for him?

Allow me to talk to my assistant.

Karina, dial Mr. Cosio's number, please.

It's a lady.

Good God.

- We're not animals. - Be discrete.

- Calm down. - Don't let him go.

The boy.

Let Father Tomas know.

Call him.

Hendrix! Hold on, damnit. Hendrix!

- Why are you taking him? - Hendrix. Hendrix!

Why are you taking him?

Call him, call him.

Hurry up.

Don't take the kid. Don't take him, please.

Don't pull on him.

Padre, I already identified myself to you.

How many more times must I say this?

- Don't explain anything. - I am with the DIF.

I got that.

And I have a warrant to take the kid for safekeeping.

I already explained to you that he is my responsibility...

- Here is your notification. - I'm taking nothing.

- I'm not letting him go. - Do your job.

Don't take the kid. Don't pull on him.

Don't pull on him. What's wrong with you?

Where are you taking him?

I'm a man of the church, alright?

What's happening? Calm down.

Calm down, Hendrix. It's all going to be alright.

Calm the fuck down already.

Easy, easy.

Mr. Patricio Montoya?

- That isn't me. - Will you come with us, please?

- Hold on, man. - In you go.

You're hereby declared...

...guilty...

...of kidnapping...

...and sexual...

...harassment...

...of the minor named...

...Hendrix... - Sir?

...Montoya.

Sir, I haven't said that.

Let me finish.

Of the minor named...

...Hendrix Montoya Cabrera.

I reserve my own right to declare...

...until I have my lawyer in the room.

What happened?

He won't talk.

Do you know the kind of welcome parties they give...

...in there to assholes like you?

Fucking pedophile.

Did they touch there, son?

What did those men do to you?

What am I doing here?

Calm down.

We're here to help.

I'm going to ask a little favor of you.

Take off your clothes. I'm going to do a checkup.

I didn't sell him.

What is your relation...

...to Mr. Jean Paul...

...Jaubert?

And Mr. Jose Maria Fernandez?

Never heard of them.

Don't know them.

Damn it!

Holy Mary...

...l'm so sorry for having doubted these gentlemen.

They're good people, Virgin Mother.

Be charitable and bring them back home...

...and let all problems be fixed...

...particularly with the boy.

We're leaving.

Let me tell you before we go...

...about something we really consider to be important.

This morning...

... south of town, Jean Paul Jaubert was arrested.

He's being held responsible...

... for the kidnapping and abuse of a minor.

There are other two detainees.

Jose Maria Fernandez and Patricio Javier Montoya Sarmiento...

... also known as Patrick.

They're being held accountable, and this is the big deal...

... that we have to make...

... news of tonight.

Presumed members of a pedophile group.

They're all at a County Detention Center.

Thanks to all that make this broadcast possible.

Have a good night. We'll be back here tomorrow at 10.

Goodbye.

COUNTY DETENTION CENTER

KIDNAP AND SEXUAL ABUSE

Look, Jean Paul, it's a very delicate situation.

This is a crime that is prosecuted ex officio.

On your side, there is the fact...

...that there is no formal accusation.

It seems to have been an anonymous call.

Obviously the child presents no signs of abuse...

...and they didn't find semen in his lab tests.

I'm in talks with the Attorney General so...

...we can try to fast track this...

...but you're going to have to stay here for a while.

I need you to be patient.

How is Hendrix?

Thanks.

NO RUNNING, NO YELLING, NO PUSHING

What are you looking at?

Don't cry, you faggot.

You'll get used to it.

Don't want your grub?

Then give me some here.

Go.

Go.

He wants to cry. He wants to cry.

He wants to cry. He wants to cry.

You fuckers! Go already!

Run, quick.

Hold on, man. No, calm down.

Calm down.

Go, sweetie.

You know who sends you his best.

Don't try to outsmart us again.

Let's go.

Just relax, this'll take only two seconds.

Here...

...we go.

Here you go.

Welcome to motherhood.

- Two, use polite words. - Use polite words.

- Three, listen carefully. - Listen carefully.

- Four, cooperate with others. - Cooperate with others.

Going straight to the point, we came to propose this.

We feel like helping you...

...as long as you hand over the boy's custody.

How do I know you're not going to screw me over?

So far the one thing you know...

...is that if you don't help us, you're stuck here for the next 20.

That, plus murder in the first degree.

Help us, and we'll help you.

But it has to be now.

Daddies!

Let's go home. I don't want to be here anymore.

Let's go!

Sit down with us. We have to talk...

...about something with you.

Son...

...we can't go yet.

Why? I don't want to be here.

Sweetie, I know.

But for now, we can't.

Don't get like that.

Look.

There's been a problem...

...and you're going to have to stay here...

...for a few days.

While we fix the problem.

Werert we a family?

- Werert we going to be together? - We are.

We are a family.

And we're not giving up.

Son...

...listen to me.

I don't know what we'll have to do...

...but I promise we'll take you away from here.

We'll be together.

Do you believe us?

Do you?

Hendrix...

...we have to talk to you.

About your mom.

I dreamt of her last night.

She came to say goodbye.

We're going through a terrible crisis.

And...

...we thought... - We thought?

Well...

...I thought...

...therapy is...

...what could help us...

...save our marriage.

Let me go, you fuckers!

Let me go!

Let me go, asshole!

- Get a move on, idiot. - Let me go, asshole.

Lower him.

Jesus, Caiman.

- You really went over, dude. - No way.

- You went way over, dude. - Chill, man, don't do this to me.

You went way over, motherfucker.

I swear to you, Caiman, it wasrt me.

Raise him.

No way, Caiman! I...

We're taking you for a ride through heaven, daddy.

...run away. - Run away.

They let...

Miss...

...may I come in? - Yes.

Sure.