All language subtitles for Spider.[Arana].2019.1080p.WEBRip.x264-HORiZON.ArtSubs

Play at the middle!

Coach!

When are these boys
going to play?

Soon, soon! Come on,
play in the middle! Play here!

Come on, sweetheart.
Come on boys, let's play!

Your parents aren't paying for you
to come and just watch.

Come on, Martin!

Get up!

Keep playing!

SPIDER

CAPITAL OUT OF FOOTBALL

My purse!

Help!

Please help!

Grab him!

Give it to me.

Open the trunk.

Sir.

Sir, please.

Sir!

Sir!

Take it easy.

-What is your name, sir?
-Some respect.

-What's your name?
-Take it easy. Gerardo Ramírez.

You're being detained.
Get on the stretcher, please.

You're going to have
your injuries cheked.

Go on, sweetheart.
Got it?

Yes.

-Hi, grandma.
-Hi.

-How are you?
-Good.

Hi, mom.
Thanks a lot.

-I've got to go, I'm in a real hurry.
-Don't you want to come in?

-I can't.
-Bye.

Inés, have you seen this? Enjoy!

ANOTHER CITIZEN TAKES JUSTICE
INTO THEIR OWN HANDS

-Are they here?
-Yes, they're all here.

Here are the meeting minutes.

-How are you, darling?
-Hello.

Forgive me.
I've got a lot of explaining.

It's fine,
I was the only one on time.

I got here on time too.

I don't believe you.

Okay.

Excuse us. We got mixed up with
Ximenita and we didn't inform you,

that today's board meeting
is cancelled.

So, I'll leave this here for you to
take a look. You can let me know later.

-Nice tie.
-Did something happen?

No, nothing.

It's just that Ricardo asked me
to take care of something important

so I don't have time for our issues.

-Did something happen?
-Dear, do you remember Judge Campos?

Yes, the intern's father.

I need his home phone number.

-I have his cell.
-No, not his cell. His home number.

Don't worry.

-Comissioner.
-Inspector.

-Does he live with someone?
-No, alone.

Can we change the music, please?

Turn it off.

Hi, my name is Inés Hurtado.

I'm the College Queen candidate for
the History and Geography department.

-To the camera, please.
-Okay.

Out of all the international figures
this year, 1971,

who do you most admire?

Fidel Castro.

-Really?
-No, sorry.

Pope John XXIII,
even though he's dead.

Snow or the beach,
which do you prefer?

Skiing in the snow.

In a bikini.

Changing the subject,
describe your ideal man.

That's easy.

My ideal man is waiting for me
over there. Look at him.

Handsome isn't he?

Imagine, he washes dishes
while I read Ezra Pound.

How do you spell Ezra Pound?

E-Z-R-A-P-O-U-N-D.

If you could change something
of your body, what would it be?

Everything.

I would've liked to be born a man.

With a bad-boy face.

Like his.

Real bad.

I'm sorry, young man.
I'm crazy.

How can you tell someone
will be a good husband?

-Gerardo!
-Please, concentrate.

Do your job!
It's easy, that's called a flash.

It has to be pointed at the background

where there's a young lady

in a blue swimsuit that says
"History and Geography..."

Are you kidding me?
Seriously, it's very easy.

Gerardo, it's not the time
or the place. Gerardo please!

Sergio, are you okay? For God's sake...
What's wrong with you?

Gerardo, get out of here!

Sergio let me help you.

Do you want water?
Do you need something?

Let me go.

Hey buddy,
did you lose your job?

But you left with your head up high.
Congratulations.

Boxing or karate?

I was in the Air Force.

-Why did you leave?
-They threw me out.

They say I've got a bad temper.

Horrible temper.

Do you still want to defend
the Fatherland?

What?

You don't have to be in the Air Force
anymore to defend the nation.

-Are you talking politics?
-Not at all.

We're against traditional politicians.

Do you need a ride?

Come on, get in.

Get in.

Tomorrow morning I'll contact
the district attorney and let you know.

Thank you.
I am very grateful.

Sorry to have called you at home.

No problem. Sleep well.

Good night.

-Get out of here!
-Justo!

I'm here!

I'm tired of this, ma'am.

Everyday it's the same.

Oh, honey.

Justo, enough.

Gerardo's alive.

Look at you.

We need to call someone.

-Lie down.
-We need to...

-We need to call someone.
-I already have.

Rest.

Here.

I'm fine.

Let's have a drink.

Can I?

Olga, what medication did you give
him this afternoon?

He took two pills.
And two whiskies ma'am.

Why did you let him?

No wonder you're like this.

To the firing squad, dirty communist!

Hands up!

We are these bubbles.

Putting pressure on the cork.

And Allende is the cork.

That drunk we have as president.

Justo, are you going to clean this up?

I forgot that the boss is here!

Bad joke.

And these are the spider's legs.

Putting pressure and more pressure.

Gerardo, have a drink.
We're not in the Air Force.

We are allowed to sin.
Just a little bit.

A toast to Chile's future!

Cheers!

The district attorney told me that
this man supposedly died in 1973.

Now that we know he is alive,
we can investigate more.

And it turns out he's been living in
Argentina all these years.

He worked as a guard
in a timber yard

and then at a gas station
in Bariloche.

There he shot a robber in self-defense.
There were no charges.

Then when he appears somewhere,
there's always a fight.

He goes off the map in Argentina.

He came back two years ago
to pick up a small inheritance

and a house his mother left him.

That's where he lived and where
they found the guns.

Well, as soon as I got your phone call

I decided to send him
for a psychiatric evaluation.

It gives us some time.

But we judges can't determine
a person's mental state.

That's what the doctors are for.

They deliver a report to the Court

so that we can determine
the accused's future.

But something can be done, can't it?

Something can always be done.

If you like, I can recommend he stay
in the psychiatric ward.

That's what you need, right?

I don't need anything in particular.

But after a life as a professor
at the Catholic University,

directing companies and foundations,

where I've inaugurated
schools for poor children,

I think I've earned the right to live
in peace and without fear.

You couldn't resist throwing
your whole resume in my face.

Who do I need to talk to?

To me. No one else.

And please don't contact the
psychiatrists.

-They're not to be trusted.
-I understand.

And you'll tell me what
this man did to you.

CHE LIVES IN THE HEART OF CHILE

Comrade!

-A cigarette, comrade?
-Ok.

It's looking good.

Excuse me.

It's spelled wrong.

It's with an "s", not a "c".

Hey, you idiot!
What's wrong with you!?

"Shile"! "shansho",
"la shaleca"!

You don't know how to speak,
fuckin' communists!

Fascist scum!

You fucking communist!

Let go, you piece of shit!

Come on, come on!

I'm looking for Dr. Ferrara.

-Ma'am?
-I need to talk to Dr. Ferrara.

You can't come in.
You are not a doctor.

I am not a doctor.
I am here to visit a patient.

Do you have to be a doctor
to visit someone?

-You can't come in without a pass.
-So much bureaucracy in this place.

Clear the way please, ma'am.
Careful!

-What are you laughing at?
-Nothing.

I am eating like Gerardo.

Dog, dog.

-Dog!
-Sit!

Fuckin' sit!

Fuckin' sit!

Pick it up!

Pick it up!

Dog, bad dog.

Pick it up!

Back to bed, sir!

Don't look at me like that.
Ladies like me don't get divorced.

Looks like this gentleman
is quite famous.

-Why?
-Look.

Three calls from the district attorney
and two from the judge.

Will you interview him, Jorge?

I'm sorry I've had a really bad day.
You go ahead.

Me?

Should I go?

Yes, sure.

Excuse me.

Hello.

Mr. Gerardo.

I'm Nadia Rojas and I'll be part
of the medical team

that will be talking with you.

How are you?

I'm going to ask you a few questions
and taking notes

to see how we can help you,
is that OK?

Excuse me.

Doesn't matter.

What did you say your name was?

Nadia Rojas.

I thought it was gonna be harder
to get him talking.

I'm going to start with something
very simple.

Why you are here?

I would like to know that.

I ask you what I'm doing here
in this hospital for crazy people.

It's a precaution by the judge
to protect the accused's rights.

Can you tell me about the incident
where the young man...

Guillermo Fernandez lost his life?

I was just fulfilling my civil duty.

-What is your duty?
-To help a women who was being robbed.

-Do you like helping people?
-Yes.

I always have.

And you like to be respected too,
don't you?

Otherwise you'd be working in a private
clinic, making a lot more money.

What do you think
about the person dying?

-Are you married?
-That doesn't matter.

Let's suppose that you are married.

You go into your house,
or apartment

and you see your husband in bed
with another woman.

It's your right to take a gun
and shoot him in the head.

No one would be surprised.

When a person decides to steal,
to take what's not theirs,

they are betraying an entire society

and they are exposing
themselves to death.

And all those weapons
in your house were for...

The people's sacred right to defend
a free state.

Many men have done it before me.

It's a shame they were betrayed.

Who betrayed them?

Do you still believe that
this is a free society?

-Doctor Ferrera?
-Yes, that's me.

-And what do you think?
-It annoys me to see this mess

Ma'am, you can' t be here!
Come with me.

while the corrupt politicians subject
the people to accept the...

unacceptable while they plunder
the country.

What do you mean by unacceptable?

Do you know that in less than 30 years
Spain, France and Germany

will be predominantly Muslim.

Can you imagine what
will happen in Chile?

-That worries you?
-Of course. It should worry you too.

-Time is up.
-Okay.

We're going to leave it there, ok?
Thank you.

Does this man give you orders?

Behind that glass are other doctors
helping you.

Do you know what happens
in this country

when a woman acts like a woman?

Nobody listens to her.

I need you to understand that this man
has mental disorders.

It's your responsability to prevent
him being a threat to society.

We can't rush a diagnosis.

I appreciate anything
that can be done.

Chile is the first country
in the world

to democratically elect
a socialist president.

But while the supporters celebrate,
the anti-marxist groups react quickly.

For us, Germans, their parade reminds
us of our obscure past.

These are the links of a chain
that make the shape of a spider,

that is crawling all over Chile.

And if you look closely,
the chain is broken on both sides.

Because thanks to our militancy,

Chile will decapitate this hellish
two-headed beast

that is attacking us
with its two heads.

One is international capitalism,

which humiliates the honest man
that works for his fatherland.

The other head is Marxism,

which robs him of his soul
and his freedom.

-Free of Marxism and capitalism?
-Exactly.

Look, our patient was
in Fatherland and Liberty.

Yes.

You, smoking?

Who are this young people?

These are the children
of the Chilean oligarchy.

But also youngsters that come
from the slums

who get a dollar per
political action.

Money comes from the right-wing
economic power and the CIA.

A lot of people see us on the streets
with our helmets,

defending ourselves
from the communists

and they think we're violent,
but it's not like that at all.

We have to stop the onslaught
on the fatherland.

The fatherland is like a woman.

If you see a woman being raped

What do you do?

Call the police?

No.

You stop it right there.

That's what a man does.

What can you tell us about Marxism?

It's awful.

-Sorry?
-There's no place for Marxism in Chile.

Nor anywhere in Latin America,
in any country.

Nor anywhere in the world.

So what do we do with half of the
world's population with no place?

Tell me, I'm listening.

What's so funny?

You giving us lessons on politics.

And what makes me laugh,
is that I ask myself

what can these Germans teach us?

A country ashamed and humiliated
by its history.

A nation in total decadence.

Without their own will and morals.

That's what you should make a
documentary about.

The shame of being German.

You've got enough material there.

I don't know why you are here.

Are we done?
Cut, please.

Thanks everyone.

It's always good to have
a little action on film.

Leave it!

Calm down.

We'll be seen all over Europe.

He is making us look like idiots.

Come on, you're so paranoid.

What?

-Easy.
-What are you going to do?

Pussy.

Long live president Allende!

Long live!

Go study!

Open the door.

No.

You made me cry.

Aren't you gonna console me?

I cry without tears...

Inés, no.

...that way no one ever knows.

I've cried so much for you.

For us.

Haven't you cried for me?

Tell me.

Have you cried for me?

-Ma'am, your son is outside.
-Tell him to come in.

He doesn't want to,
he said for you to come out.

He can go to hell.

That's what I told him you would say,
but he still didn't want to come in.

Hi.

Down.
Get down, get down.

What's going on?

Gerardo Ramirez. Member of
Fatherland and Liberty reappears.

-What does it say there, mom?
-I don't know, I can't see.

Get down, Ron.
Stop it, Ron.

Here's dad.
Shall I read the caption?

Ramirez, then member
of Fatherland and Liberty,

Antonio Sanfuentes, deceased, and the
now prestigious lawyer, Justo Ebner.

-So, what's the problem?
-I'll continue...

Extreme anti-Marxists who attempted
a revolution with whisky and caviar.

More tasteful than the cheap wine and
empanadas revolution the others wanted.

There's more.
Look, this is highlighted.

Aide Silva's daughter

has asked for the case to be reopened
to investigate her father's murder.

What does this have to do with us?

Then don't appear in the newspapers.

Is that an order?

I'm not going to expose my children
to any obscure situations.

And that's a threat.

Don't kiss me.

Tell dad that things are going
really well at the office.

We're getting more clients
than ever before.

One said "hopefully you'll be
as brave as your old man".

That's great.

The Vatican won't give this boy
the divorce, don't trust him.

Ron, come on.

I want to express my gratitude.

These classrooms will fulfill
the dreams of an entire community.

Dreams of a more dignified life,

that only a good education
with solid values, can provide.

I would like to especially thank the
Mirasol Foundation, present today,

And everyone who made
this marvel possible. Thanks.

Congratulations, Ricardo.

Thanks. It's good to see you here.

Inesita.
I thought you weren't coming.

Why did you think I wasn't coming,
Mr. Ricardo?

I was calling you all morning.

Inés, don't forget about the lunch.

-Why don't we talk later.
-The school looks lovely.

-Thank you.
-Thank you.

I imagine you've seen the paper.

-Mr. Ricardo, it's very kind of you.
-Thank you.

-Are you trying to kill Justo and me?
-Don't exaggerate.

-I'm not exaggerating.
-I've come to hand in my notice.

I'll show you the school, come.
Come with me.

It was your turn, woman.

Okay, fine.

What does it matter, tomorrow
everyone will forget about it.

It's written in a decent newspaper,
in your newspaper.

-So many things are written.
-Someone needs to defend our ideas.

Are we going to let the Left
keep writing this country's history?

Nobody reads history books.

Nobody reads newspapers,
they just look at the photos.

-Don't worry so much.
-But we do worry.

Who's going to throw in your face

a little sin that happened...
God knows how many years ago.

Come on, please.

You know no one's a saint.

What's the name of that senator
who was bragging

about trying to kill Pinochet?

-He's a communist, he doesn't count.
-That's true.

Look how lucky these kids are.

If there's something really tormenting
you, confess it.

But with a priest, on your own.

You're a decent person.
Everyone knows that.

We're going to fill this with houses.

Look.

I'll offer you an interview,
so you can tell your version.

We don't have a version.

Well, invent one.
We'll go to your house,

you tell us about how you and Justo
juggle being married, grandparents

with professional careers
and we'll take some nice photos.

And that's it.

You have nothing to hide.

Hey, I like your outfit.

You look like a "minion".

-What's that?
-A cartoon.

You're real famous.

-Really?
-Yes.

There's photos of you online
everywhere.

People contact us from the north,
the south, from all over.

We've got more than 13,000 followers,
we get like 50 new ones everyday.

Send them a message.

Tell them:

"Our hand won't shake when the moment
arrives".

Chile will be for Chileans again.

-Poetic!
-Could you get in my house?

Yeah.
But the cops didn't leave anything.

-Nothing?
-Nothing.

They took all your "toys".

Should I ask for more?

Sure. Everything stays as planned.
Or are you getting scared?

Look at this.

-Why didn't you wear a shirt?
-Just the bra is better.

Cigarette?

Thanks.

COPPER NATIONALIZATION

ARMED FORCES

MARXISM

CONFUSION

Careful.

Hurry up, man!

Ready?

Shit!

Help me!

Help!

It was as if...

I was killing a dog...

Breathing in smoke.

Like I'd gone crazy.

Did you wish he'd died?

No.

I don't think so.

I have thought about killing him.

Right now there are people fighting
in a war.

Lots of wars.

And me, here...

...in this shitty country.

So we had to invent a war, to die soon.

How shameful being an old woman.

I want to spend this short life
truly in love.

With you.

I've already decided.

Gerardo, this is for real.

Hold on.

What are you laughing at?

Nothing.
It's alright.

-No, it's not alright.
-It's alright.

Don't you realize how fucked up
this country is and you're laughing.

He's escaping!

Fucking Hatian, get down!

Leave him!

Let go of him!

The Ministry of Health's opinions
given to this newspaper

discourage any future private ventures
in the health sector.

Is it true french fries are good
for Alzheimer's?

Of course.

And for the pains of love.

-Let's keep that in the minutes please.
-I'll continue and finish.

Those affected will be the thousands
of patients who choose us freely,

as well as risking the jobs of
hundreds of employees.

Signed...

My name is missing.

You'll have to print it again.

They asked me for it like that.

They asked you for it like that?

Who did?

Who asked you, dear?

I asked Ximena to keep your name out.

And why?

Because the political aspect is
so complicated

and with everything
they're saying... falsely.

It's just to avoid any problems.

It's best if your name doesn't show up
for a while.

On behalf of the directory,
at least in the press.

Only that.

-Did you know about this?
-No.

Ximena didn't know...

-Does Ricardo know?
-Yes.

He always knows everything.

-Did you meet?
-It was an email.

Just a few emails.

We needed to check.

Okay.
Careful with those computers.

Of course.

Great, I think it's fantastic.

I completely understand.

Really?

Yes.
I'd have done the same.

-That's great you understand.
-It's nothing personal.

Of course not.

Okay, you sign it then.

Fucking misogynists.

Don't take it like that.

Pussies.

Olga?

-How's it going?
-Great.

Nuts?

Thank you.

-Excuse me.
-Hello, Justo.

They're over there.

It's five dollars for each truck driver
and ten dollars for each bus driver.

Tell them that if they don't go to work
tomorrow, they'll get more.

Everyday.

But since money doesn't buy happiness,
we still have to threaten them.

It's not a joke.

I'm worried.

Despite everything we're doing,

it feels like there are more
and more communists.

That's why we're doing this.

If we had to kill them one by one,
we'd never finish.

How do we change the feeling?

I don't know. You tell me.

I think we should't be afraid
to start a war.

A real war.

Our army is spirit.

Our armed forces live off
the veneration of the soldier's blood.

The blood of a dead king is what makes
the people's blood sting.

But we don't have a king to worship.

A martyr.

Someone has to die.

Today the patriots will not work.

We strike against
the Marxist government!

Power to the people!

Fascists!

This will cause pain in the militia.

The indignation of the free people.

It will be a volcano of fury.

I'm willing.

Kill me.

Excuse me, Antonio.

I value and I'm grateful for the
sacrifice you're making for everyone

but what would we do
without our leader?

It would mean the end
of our nationalist dream.

I...

...offer myself to take your place.

Antonio.

Antonio!

Justo has his family, his son.

Plus he's too posh.

Someone like me should die.

It would be an honor.

I love you and...

I'll never let you down...

you can always count on me.

Nationalism!

Nationalism!

Papa-Mike-Tango!

Emergency!

Emergency!

Fire in the engine!

Altitude of 3500 feet

Received, please confirm the emergency
and your position.

Gerardo Ramírez was on a reconnaissance
flight for Marxist guerilla camps.

To take photographs so the army
believe us.

We are sure that he was attacked
by anti-air armament.

Now, we demand that the government
stop slandering us

and worry about the real subversives.

We've come peacefully, to honour
a brave and patriotic young Chilean.

A martyr in the fight for freedom.

Gerardo...

From death,
transform into the night star.

Guide us with your eternal
heroic light.

We won't forget you, young warrior.

In your name, we will protect
the Fatherland and Liberty.

FATHERLAND AND LIBERTY,

BIDS A PAINFUL FAREWELL TO THEIR YOUNG
MARTYR, GERARDO RAMÍREZ.

Here!

Hey...

What?

We have to celebrate.

Are you happy?

Yes.

Justo...

Justo, please.

Justo, I can't breathe.

Justo...

Justo, please.

Stop.

Stop, please.

I'm sorry.

It's over.

It's over now.

We need to keep calm now.

We haven't been calm for a long time.

It's true.

It's over.

It's over now.

-You're really drunk.
-No.

No?

Yes.

Do you want some?

Thanks.

Gerardo's going to come

and take you away forever.

That's your dream isn't it?

I didn't tell you.

I'm resigning as columnist
for the newspaper.

I've had enough of so much stupidity.

He's going to take you away.

Hi, Sonia!

Hi, the birthday girls are here!

Congratulations, my love.

Hi, sweetheart.

I've got a gift for you,
but it's a surprise.

-Hi, mom.
-Hi.

-How are you?
-Hi.

And their classmates?

It was better not to invite them.
It would be too much for dad.

Then you eat all the jello
and sandwiches

and take all the goodie bags home.

-Okay, great.
-Go ahead.

Make yourself at home.

There we go, kids...

Champagne...

Pour them.

Ceci, come.

Hurry!

Hello, dad.

Hi.

-Whisky?
-I've got champagne, thanks.

-Where's the champagne?
-There.

Today, yes.
We're celebrating.

-It's a pleasure.
-Hi.

It's Rebecca, dad.
You've met her before.

I'll help you.

-No, no.
-Leave him.

Did you take your medication?

God damn it!

Dad, what the hell are you doing?

Happiness! Happiness!

It's an English tradition!

It is a tradition.

Really lovely tradition.

If it bothers you that much, leave.

Please bring another bottle, dear.

This is what you were
so worried about, right?

-I can't hear you.
-Answer him.

I can't hear you.

Look, dad.

I don't care that my kids see you
acting like a clown

on the girls' birthday,
because they're used to it.

What I do care about is the circus you
two created years ago.

And that my family and I
have to face the consequences now.

I really made a mistake. I brought you
up like a rich boy, in a free country.

Look at you.

Where would your kids be now
if Marxism had won?

Happy in a private school in Miami.

Ungrateful!

Ungrateful!

Mom!

Spoilt fucking brat.

Come on Don Justo!
The tennis hasn't finished yet.

Where is everybody?

In the bathroom.

How could you leave them alone?

It's fine.

Open the gate please.

Woman!

Get out.

I said get out.

Get out.

You don't fool me.

I said get out.

Get out!

Get out!

Sir! Are you willing to give
your life for your ideals?

Yes, sir!

Sir! Are you willing to give your
life for your ideals?

Yes, sir!

We finally have news from Santiago.

Bad news.

Things got really fucked up.
Everyone fled.

What is the order?

Take down the camp and disband.

The guys need to go back
to their homes.

I'll be taking people back all night.

-And where are we going?
-You're staying here.

They said it's not time to come
back to life yet.

What?

Those are the orders from above.
There is only one captain on a ship.

Gerardo.

What happened to you two?
You left me here on my own.

We went into hiding. We had a really
bad time. Be grateful you were here.

-There's a plan.
-A plan from who?

From above.

High up.

The Navy is planning a coup.

They say all the officers are on board.

But they need the Left to kill
someone high up.

-Who?
-We don't know yet.

The important thing is to pass
as a comunist.

So we're doing it?

Yes, you are the chosen one.

Can we count on you?

Nobody will blame it
on our dead martyr.

-Hi.
-Hi.

He even looks innocent.

Yes.

Please, let's not waste any more time.
Ask them to take him away.

and let's see another patient.

So, it's final?

Yes, he's going to stay hospitalized.

He's going to stay here, hospitalized.

But who decided that?

What do you mean?

All of us, you, Sepulveda, me,

the team treating him.

Yes, look.

-You just need to sign here.
-I'm not inventing this.

We talked about it in this room
and that he could face a trial.

Okay, I'll see to it.

I'll call another colleague.

Do it.

I'll pretend that I didn't hear that
last part.

Look, Nadia.

You don't learn this at university.

This is the real world.

Okay?

Please, sign it.

I'll see you at lunch.

Can you leave us on our own, please?

Thank you.

Mr. Ramirez.

Hello.

Aren't you afraid?

Of what?

To be alone
with a mentally-ill patient.

With everything that I've read about
you, yes, I should be afraid.

What have you read?

That you're famous.

I didn't know.

Famous for being a murderer.

Other than the young man you
hit with your car,

how many people have you killed?

What are you laughing at?

Aren't there any doctors behind
the glass today?

Answer the question.

Ok, I'll tell you. Let's see.

A woman came.

To see you.

Do you know her?

Because she says that
she's your friend.

She's convinced us
that you have mental disorders.

That you have always
had mental disorders.

She told us that the crimes you
committed before and now

are because you are crazy.

You know what?

She convinced us.

So us doctors have decided that
you have to stay here.

Aren't you happy?

It doesn't matter if you're not.

The important thing is that you don't
have to go to jail,

even though everyone thinks that
you should rot in there.

But don't feel bad,
you're not the only one.

But if you have any sense of justice,
I'll happily give you a lobotomy.

Or I can fill you with so many drugs

that you won't be able
to cough without shitting yourself.

Excuse me.

Your friends abandoned you.

Your own people, fucking Nazi.

You're going to be proud of me.

When you read the newspapers...

We're ready here!

-Did you hear me?
-Let go of me.

Open the window, please,
it smells like skunk in here.

So make him take a shower.

Paw!

Paw!

Bad dog, hey!

Don't even think about it.

You lucked out, man.

I need to take a shit.

Don't leave without me.

Don't count on me.

I'm not going to be part of this.

Justo is giving us a little time.
On our own.

He asked me to tell you that I don't
love you anymore.

Tell me then.

I love you.

What does he know?

Everything.

-Is he armed?
-Yes.

But he won't kill you now.

He needs you for what they've sent us
to do.

But sooner or later he will kill you.

-Let him try.
-And then he'll kill me.

I know him.

I'm trying to fuckin' work!
Shit!

A woman came to see me
at the office.

Jorge Silva's daughter.

President Allende's aide.
The one who was killed.

-Do you know her?
-No.

-She asked for you.
-Me?

Yes, you.

I agreed that I would arrange
for you to meet.

Are you an idiot?
What's wrong with you?

Dad, there's no legal implications,
she wants to know the truth.

How can it have no legal implications,
are you nuts?

I'll tell you the truth, man.

Your mother and I were part of a brave
and majoritarian civil defense

against a government who tried
to turn this country into another Cuba.

That's the truth, man.

The rest is just peanuts.
They're lies.

And the amount of deaths?
What an insignificant amount of deaths

compared to what it could have been
with a civil war in this country.

I'd like to have seen you there, man.
Fuckin' damn it.

-How's the office?
-Fine, fine.

Let go of me!

Gerardo!
Come!

Grab him!

Let go of me!

Put this on.

Come on!

This way!

Hurry!

Hurry up!

Run!

DO NOT CROSS

-Okay!
-Open up!

They let you free.

-I don't have anything ready.
-I need some pants.

And your boss' truck.

Anything else?

Yes.

I don't get you.

You ran over a guy, they put you
in jail and now, you are in a hurry.

We are being watched online.

I could only get
four shitty weapons.

Show me.

Gun.

Bullets.

Cigarette.

ALTHOUGH YOU DON'T BELIEVE IT,
WE WILL WIN

If something goes wrong, or we get
separated, we meet back here.

Nothing will go wrong.

Hurry up.

Remember that we're lefties,
we're from the MIR.

Come on, comrades!
Forward without compromise!

The people united
shall never be defeated!

Allende! Allende!

The people defends you!

Get in.

Long live the government
and the Popular Unity!

Long live president Allende!

Workers with the popular government!

What are you doing here?

Get the hell out of here!

The Chilean Navy is here!

He's a marine.

Of course.

I'm not going to shoot a soldier.

Hey...

Gerardo.

He's Allende's aide.

A traitor.

Everything will be fine.

Trust me.

Go on, now!

Throw it!

Motherfucker!

Do it for Chile.

Military scum!

Run, let's go!

Come on, man!

Get me out of here.

I'm begging you.

Congratulations!

You're a hero.

Murderer!
You killed a soldier!

Run away, fucker.

Justo.

Justo.

Inés.

Don't come closer.

What, are you going to kill me?

Kill me.

Kill me.

Isn't that why you came here?

Touch me.

Look at me.

Shame on you.
You're still the same.

I went to your house.
Disgusting.

A war hero living like a rat.

What did you do with your life?

Nothing.

Coward.

Fuckin' whore.

Get up.

Get up, you piece of shit!

Let me go.

In the future they will see us
as heroes of liberty.

The same way we see heroes
of the Independence.

In each generation there are
some who are in charge

of passing the torch of truth,
freedom and justice.

The forgotten men and women of this
country will never be forgotten again.

This is Chile!

And here we speak Chilean.

LIGHT AFTER THE DARK

Hi.

Here we are.

What's your perfect Christmas?

All the family together,
enjoying good health.

What gifts do you like to receive?

My grandchildrens' drawings.

Especially yours.

A gift for the country?

Peace, love
and Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.

A wish?

For my dead friends to come
and haunt me

to know if there really
is an after life.

And if there isn't...

...to behave badly, guilt-free.

Have you had any work done
on yourself?

No. Never.

Life's scars always look very elegant.

Some culinary advice?

Sure.

Christmas cake soaked in rum.

And there's no shame in it.

Your greatest pride?

To have lived in love.

The Fatherland and Liberty movement
was dissolved by its own leaders

three days after the coup
d'etat

which overthrew president
Salvador Allende's government.

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