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So, were you okay seeing Dad?

-(SIGHS) -You know he loves you, right?

He just has a hard time expressing it.

It's okay. I'm used to him treating me like dog shit.

I have no issue.

-(GULPS) -Davie...

do you really think that's a good idea?

Mami told me you're taking, like, two or three Zaleplons

just to sleep.

-(BOTTLE THUDS) -(GRUNTS) Here we go again.

It's supposed to be a vacation, not an intervention.

Can you please just stop acting like Mom?

Why do you always have to do that?

I don't act like her.

She's been so weird lately.

Every time I talk to her about her pregnancies--

Her pregnancies. Yeah, I know. You've told me already.

Can we just not talk about babies?

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What's this all about, Dee Dee?

Nothing. Forget it.

-What? -Nothing.

Dee Dee.

Davie, I don't remember Mami being pregnant with you.

I don't remember seeing

any pictures of her pregnant either.

-What are you talking about? -Argentina is very Catholic.

And I was just thinking, you know,

teenage girls got pregnant, and had to give up their babies

because they were born out of wedlock or whatever.

And that happened all the time.

So, now, you think I'm adopted?

-Well-- -What the fuck, Diana?

You brought me on a fucking airplane

to ambush me with this?

I just thought that maybe in Buenos Aires,

we could try and find out.

Don't you think you should've mentioned this to me first?

I was scared that if I told you, you wouldn't come.

Of course, I wouldn't have come.

-Jesus Christ, Diana-- -I wasn't sure.

Yep.

And I thought you wouldn't have listened.

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(TANGO BARDO SINGER SINGING IN SPANISH)

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(MARIONETTE JINGLING)

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(BYSTANDERS APPLAUDING)

-(TRAFFIC WHIZZING) -(CAR HORNS HONKING IN DISTANCE)

(SNORES)

-(LAPTOP DINGS) -DIANA: Hi, Mami.

Diana, dear. Can you turn your camera on?

I'd like to see you. See how you are.

(LAPTOP DINGS)

SILVIA: Hey, much better!

Did you have any trouble with immigration?

Did they ask a lot of questions?

We're fine.

SILVIA: Your father was worried you might have some issues.

-It went fine. -Have you spoken to Justin?

DIANA: Not yet.

We've been really stressy lately.

So, it's kind of nice to have a little break.

Justin and I have been trying for a baby all year.

And It's been... it's been really rough. I just--

-Where's Davie? -Sleeping.

-SILVIA: How's he doing? -He's fine.

-Well, just keep an eye on him. -DIANA: I will.

Don't worry. This is really good for him.

He seems really happy here. It's beautiful.

Yes, beautiful, but full of garbage, dog shit.

Watch where you step.

You really need to be careful not to get robbed, Diana.

I'm serious.

-When Mariela finally-- -Okay, Mamá.

For God's sake, don't go to La Boca.

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(SINGER SINGING IN SPANISH)

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

(IN SPANISH) Hello!

Let's do it.

Diana Vega wants to learn tango.

I don't believe it.

-We could learn together. -Fuck off.

Maybe you'd like to see some authentic tango.

It's not for tourists.

MAN: (IN SPANISH) Thank you.

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-(TRAFFIC WHIZZING) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

TOUR GUIDE: The Casa Rosada sits

at the Eastern end of Plaza de Mayo square.

This large square which since its foundation

in 1580, has been surrounded by many of the most important

political institutions of the city and the country.

Witnessing the weekly symbolic protest

of Las Abuelas de la Plaza de Mayo

is something that I hope

will stay with you after you leave.

The Abuelas, the grandmothers

have marched around the Piramide de Mayo since 1977.

And they do this as a reaction, as a protest

for the kidnapping and the murder of their children

during the last military dictatorship.

Some 30,000 Argentineans

were kidnapped and murdered by the regime.

They were victims of a campaign against left-wing activists

-and their families. -(SIGHS SOFTLY)

Up next, we're going to visit

the beautiful Botanical Gardens of Buenos Aires.

(INHALES, EXHALES)

DIANA: Remember when we were little,

and I would let you dress up in my clothes?

No. (INHALES)

DIANA: What about when I used to pay you

to get out of my room?

(EXHALES) Where is this heading?

How about I pay you to come to this milonga with me tonight?

Oh, come on. You'll be in bed by nine o'clock like always.

-I really wanna go. -DAVIE: So, go.

How much?

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-DIANA: Cheers! (CHUCKLES) -MEN: (IN SPANISH) Cheers!

-How did you like the show? -Mm. I loved it.

They are great teachers, you know?

So, if you want to dance,

you need to learn the art of the cabeceo.

That sounds exotic.

Imagine I want to ask you to dance,

and you are on the other side of the dance floor.

So, I walk all the way over there,

and you refuse my invitation.

The walk of shame back to the table.

So, the cabeceo is an invitation that a man does

from far away.

So, he nods his head, and he raises his eyebrow.

(CHUCKLES)

ALEJANDRO: And the woman gives a nod back to accept it.

And if I wanna ask a man?

Well, you just... you just stare at him like this.

And if he wants to dance with you,

he will invite you like this.

And then I accept like this.

Oh. You just accepted an invitation from El Gordo.

I did?

Get ready. Wait for him to come to the table,

then stand up.

It will be like riding a big Mercedes Benz.

But I can't dance. I don't know how to dance--

ALEJANDRO: Don't worry. Don't worry. Just let go.

Be in the moment, and let him lead you.

-(OBJECTS CLATTERING) -(DAVIE GRUNTS)

-(GROANS) -(PANTS)

(SOBS)

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Uh, what?

Oh, sorry. I thought you spoke Spanish.

Uh, take off your shoes. You can't pivot in those. Okay?

(GRUNTS)

Come on. I will walk with you.

I'll lead you.

Okay.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Relax. Breathe with me, okay? Breathe with the music.

Move with your chest, so you don't step on--

-JOSEFINA: Oh! Oh. -DAVIE: Ah. Sorry.

It's okay. It's okay. Uh, listen, everybody. Come on.

It's very important. Forget about the arms. Okay?

Mm. Relax. Think only about the breath.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

-JOSEFINA: Change partners. -Thank you.

-Hi. -Hi.

-Jose. -I know.

(KISSES)

Okay. The leader is going

to be like the one who drives the car.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

The leaders are the prey, and we are the hunters.

We have to follow close to hunt them down.

The embrace is not a frozen position.

It's a hug.

So, we connect first with our chest

as we hug a friend or a family member.

Okay. Now, try with your partner.

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-JOSEFINA: What's your name? -Oh. Uh, I'm Davie.

People call me-- they call me Davie.

Ah. Here, we don't shake hands, we kiss.

(KISSES)

Thank you for coming to the class.

How do you like Buenos Aires? Are you staying long?

Just a few weeks.

Our parents are from here actually.

-Really? -DIANA: Yeah.

We were both born here.

Oh, interesting. When did your family move away?

DIANA: Um, I think it was, like, the early '80s.

We were both really little when we left.

The early '80s was a difficult time here.

A lot of people left to escape.

I don't think it was anything like that.

Um, our father got transferred for his job.

JOSEFINA: What did your father do?

-JOSE: Hey. -Hi.

You did great today.

Oh, thanks. I mean, I'm such a beginner.

I-- This is my brother Davie.

-Oh, your brother? -Yeah.

-I don't believe it. -Well, believe it.

How about a bus tour today?

-Or what about a museum? -Whatever.

Davie.

Now that we're here, do you feel something?

I mean, don't you think it could be true

that maybe you're adopted?

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Okay. Let's say it's true. And I am adopted. Okay?

Let's say we find that out. All right?

And then let's say we find my mother.

My real mother.

What do you want me to do when I meet her? Hmm?

What do you want me to say?

Actually, I thought we could just start

by trying to get a copy of your birth certificate.

DAVIE: Why don't you just ask Ma for my birth certificate?

I did. She wouldn't give it to me.

So, I thought that we could start

by trying to get your birth certificate.

And then we'll know.

And then we can try to find your birth mother if you want.

What if I don't wanna meet her?

At least you'll know the truth.

At least I'll know.

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Hola. Would it be possible to get a copy

of certificado de nacimiento David Vega? David Vega?

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

DIANA: Pardon me?

-Expired. Expired . -Oh, okay.

Okay. Um, or maybe you have the, um,

(IN SPANISH) Certificado de Sentencia. Adoptado? Adopted?

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

-Wait. There. -(IN SPANISH) Okay. Thank you.

(COUNTER BELL DINGS)

(DIANA SIGHS)

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(COUNTER BELL DINGS)

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(PEN SCRAPING)

Gracias.

You're not adopted.

You're not adopted. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

I don't believe it.

(SIGHS) Okay, come on. Let's get out of here.

And now, the vacation can really start.

-I promise. -Yeah.

-(DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE) -(INSECTS CHIRPING)

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(GRUNTS SOFTLY) Please, come. Please.

I'm scared to go alone.

You said you loved the music.

The music makes me wanna slit my wrists.

(GRUNTS SOFTLY) But in a good way.

Why are you acting so insecure? You used to be a real man-eater.

Guys used to throw themselves at you.

-Remember Andrew S.? -DIANA: That was high school.

And those guys didn't dance tango.

How about Andrew T.? Hmm?

Andrew T. really had the hots for you.

And I'm sure he'd be really good at tango.

(HANGERS RATTLING)

I wanna dance with men. Argentinean men.

So much debauchery.

Dee Dee... that looks slutty.

(BREATHES DEEPLY) That's the idea.

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-(TABLET RINGING) -(SNORING)

For the guys, you need to know this.

Women are like dogs. We can smell your fear.

Like wolves.

So, it's important not to show hesitation or doubt.

The lead has to be decisive.

So that we can relax and enjoy the ride.

Ladies, I know you're in charge all day long.

So, tango is your chance

to let the guy be in charge for a little while.

Let him make the decisions.

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Today, we're going to focus on how the man

can move the woman's hips.

Okay.

Um, I think you need to lead with your left foot.

And I need to feel your lead a little bit more in your chest.

Can you do that? Okay. Great.

-Diana. -Yeah?

You're dancing alone. You need to let him lead you.

-Can I see? -Yeah.

Okay.

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Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.

-Uh, let me lead. -Okay.

It's like if a man tries to be a gentleman...

Mm-hmm.

And wants to open the door for you.

If you rush ahead and grab the door handle,

he can't do it.

You don't have to do everything by yourself.

Okay, everybody, take a ten-minute break.

Take off your shoes.

She's right. It's the story of my life.

It's 'cause you take over. Not just in dance.

You eviscerate guys' balls,

and then you resent them for having no balls.

-Justin. -It's not true. (SIGHS)

Do you think tango is old-fashioned sexist?

-Yeah. But in a good way. -What?

It's a game.

And the rules of the game work for everybody.

Now, people like to try on

these old, masculine-feminine archetypes.

It's role play. It taps into something primal.

But then there are those who say that an archetype is just...

BOTH: (TOGETHER) A stereotype with a college degree.

Yeah. I know.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Good. No, no, no! Very good. Really.

(SPEAKS IN SPANISH)

(LAUGHS) Oh, my God! Photo, photo, photo.

Selfie. Selfie, selfie. Okay? Okay. Wait.

-Whiskey! -CROWD: Whiskey!

-(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS) -(ALL LAUGH)

-JOSE: Pizza or empanadas? -Empanadas.

-(SPEAKS SPANISH) -Yeah.

(BOTH SPEAK SPANISH)

(SINGS IN SPANISH)

Sorry. (CHUCKLES) It's a sad song. Sorry.

So, um, you and Jose

have been together for a long time?

Ah, yes. We've been dancing more than five years. Yeah.

-Dancing? -Yeah, dancing.

What? (CHUCKLES) Yeah, dancing. Only dancing.

We would never-- I would never...

(SIGHS) Jose is like my little brother. Okay?

(SMACKS LIPS)

So, I heard La Glorieta is a good milonga.

Yes, it's very good. (GIGGLES)

Are you inviting me?

Yes. Um, that's what I'm doing.

Uh-huh.

-DIANA: Hey. -Oh.

-Let me come with you. -No.

I'm coming to chaperone you

so that you don't get violently wasted

-and throw up on your date. -Fuck off now.

-Okay? Yeah? -DAVIE: Yeah

-Okay, bye! -DIANA: Yeah, bye.

-(JOSEFINA SPEAKS SPANISH) -(BOTH SPEAK SPANISH)

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(SNICKERS) Sorry. I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

Mm. Oh. You didn't bring your books tonight.

-Tonight, my book is tango. -Oh.

What do books mean to you?

You're always carrying them around with you. I noticed.

Books...

I mean, they're...

...the most important relationship in my life.

That's not even an exaggeration.

Reading, to me, is like a separate life.

-You know? -Yeah.

You have what you understand from your experience,

and that's one you.

And then there's the reading you.

And the reading you has thought of ideas

and done things

that the real you would never do.

JOSEFINA: It's the same for me with tango.

I had some troubles going on in my life.

Then tango is like a separate life.

I am who I really am.

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-Ah! -(DIANA PANTS)

You look surprised.

(PANTS) Well, I guess... I guess I am surprised.

-(TABLET RINGING) -(SIGHS)

-(TABLET DINGS) -Hey, babe. You're up late.

-How are you? -I'm okay.

You're a hard woman to get a hold of there, huh?

Must be having a really good time.

-How are you? - I'm good. Yeah.

And Davie is-- Well, you know, Davie is Davie.

Hey. Can you do me a favor?

Next time you see him, can you not mention

any of the stuff I told you about him being adopted?

JUSTIN: Oh, right! How did that go?

-I mean, how did he take it? -Well, he's not adopted.

He's not.

So, it's not really a thing anymore.

So, that's good.

That's... that's good. That's really good.

So, what are you guys doing down there?

You know, the usual touristy stuff.

(DOOR OPENS)

(EXHALES)

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(GROANS SOFTLY)

-You awake? -I am now.

I could hear you breathing. Normally, you'd be snoring.

-Davie. -Dee Dee.

Do we know the reason they left here?

Like... like, what was the real reason?

Well, he worked for Ford. Ford transferred him to Canada.

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

Why wouldn't they teach us Spanish?

Why have they never brought us back here?

Why didn't they want us to come?

Maybe they had something to hide.

But we saw your birth certificate.

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Sometimes, I feel like I don't even really exist.

Do you know what I mean?

I just have this feeling.

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So, as far as you're aware,

your birthday is February 1st, 1978.

And your family left Argentina in 1982.

You were three years old, and, Diana, you were five.

Yes, that's right.

But you don't know the exact date.

DIANA: No.

Maybe you can find your old passports?

Do you have your birth certificate?

-Yeah, I have it. -Oh. Yeah, I brought it.

Um, we got it at the Registro Nacional .

And it has both our parents' names on it.

Sometimes, the birth certificate

contains false information.

Here, Dr. Armando Grimoldi. This doctor who delivered you,

delivered many babies of women who were held in captivity.

He's dead now.

If not, he would most likely be in prison.

As far as you're aware,

your parents have no connections to the military?

No. Um, Papá worked for Ford.

And Ford transferred him to Toronto.

Uh, he's retired now.

He worked for Ford here in Buenos Aires?

Yes.

You probably aren't aware of this,

but Ford were strong supporters of the regime.

So, if you decide to do a blood test,

you can go with an appointment to the Duran Hospital.

Here's the address and opening hours.

The results can take some time. Sometimes, months.

Maybe if we are lucky, it can be faster.

But once the DNA sample has been given,

the process moves forward

under the guidance of the government commission.

So... how do they do it? How do they find a match?

LUCILA: Over the years,

a DNA data bank has been built up,

both with DNA samples

given by family members related to the disappeared persons.

And by taking DNA from the remains

of the disappeared persons

in cases where the bodies have been recovered.

So, that would be, what, like, taken from teeth

or something from my dead real mother

or my dead real father?

LUCILA: Usually, from the DNA samples

from the existing biologic family members.

So, um, what happens to the, uh, you know--

to the adopters?

-JORGE: The appropriators. -What happens to them?

LUCILA: The persons responsible for abducting the child

and concealing the child's identity

are prosecuted immediately

by the government of the Republic of Argentina.

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(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Are you sure you wanna go through with this?

I wanna know who my real parents are.

The rest I can sort out in therapy.

I know I started this, Davie. I know I did.

I just never imagined that-- (WHISPERS) Shit.

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Bye, then (KISSES)

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-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(WIFE SINGING IN SPANISH)

-(WIFE SINGING IN SPANISH) -(GUNSHOTS)

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-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(CROWD CHEERING)

Happy birthday, Sol! (SPEAKS SPANISH)

(CROWD CHEERS)

Hi, Davie.

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

This is Davie.

What the hell happened to you?

(BOTH GRUNT)

-(DAVID GROANS) -JOSEFINA: Hey. Hey.

No, no, no, no. Please stop. Please, no. Please.

Come on, come on. You're making a mistake.

-Amigo, no! No! -(SPEAKS SPANISH)

-(GRUNTS) -You stay away from me.

Go!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(GRUNTS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

-DIANA: Today is the day. -(CUP THUDS SOFTLY)

I know.

DIANA: Your appointment's at 11:00.

DAVIE: I know.

So, don't you need to get going?

I am going.

DIANA: No, you're not. You're just sitting there.

No, I'm not.

Davie, if you don't go today,

you aren't gonna get another appointment.

Our flight's tomorrow.

You need to get your shit together.

Get my shit together.

That's interesting coming from you.

What's that supposed to mean?

You're here, escaping from a job you secretly hate.

You're supposed to be getting married

in two months to a guy

for whom the most you can muster is mild indifference.

My misery is the only meaningful thing in your life.

You're so busy trying to fix me.

Well, take a look in the fucking mirror.

-(GRUNTS) -(OBJECTS CLATTERING)

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-(BIRDS CHIRPING) -(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

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(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

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(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I was. I was.

He thinks he's a champion. King's champion.

SILVIA: This is not an ordinary cheesecake.

It's from Bartletts, of course.

But it's a very special one they do

because the fruit is reduced and reduced

for a very long, long time.

And then it's cooked with a pastry base.

-(GUESTS CHEER) -Wonderful.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Shall I make more coffee?

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(DOOR OPENING)

DANIEL: Not now.

You smell terrible. (IN SPANISH) Wait, wait!

-Ma. -SILVIA: Oh, David.

-Hi, my love. -Hello, Ma.

(BOTH KISS)

-What happened? -(CHAIR SCRAPES)

(CUTLERY CLINKING)

-Mm. Great cheesecake, Ma. -Yes.

-Is it from Bartletts? -Yes. Of course.

Hmm. I have a question for you.

(FORK CLATTERS)

Am I adopted?

Uh...

Well, that's a "yes" face if I've ever seen one.

Why me? Hmm?

Why couldn't Diana be the one that's adopted?

That makes no sense, David.

No. What makes no sense is you were lying to me

for 35 years.

Well, uh, it is time. We're leaving. Uh, thank you.

It was wonderful.

-(TABLE SLAMS) -Don't leave.

You haven't had the cheesecake. Hmm?

-Stay. -(CUTLERY CLINKING)

Thank you.

I think it's time to tell the story of our life.

When we lived in Argentina... before you were born, David...

...it was a very different time then.

-Daniel. -Sit down.

Please wait and sit down.

When we lived in Buenos Aires,

Silvia gave birth to your sister, Diana,

and the doctor warned us that another pregnancy

would be a great mistake. It could kill her.

Yes, you are adopted.

But you have always, always been the child of my heart.

What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

Why didn't you tell me? Hmm?

After all the counseling, the therapy--

Because that is not the whole truth.

For her, you are adopted.

In fact, you are my biological child.

-What? -(SLURPS, GULPS) Yes.

You're my son, David.

One day, I was traveling in the train, going to work.

And I met a woman, a young woman,

and I had an affair with her.

And she fell pregnant. I didn't see her anymore.

I didn't see her again.

Few months later, Dr. Grimoldi, who knew perfectly

that Silvia couldn't have any more children,

asked us to take a baby in need of parents.

(SNIFFLES)

I knew he was talking of my child.

Yes. And when I looked into those big eyes,

I knew that was my son.

-That was you. -David.

I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. (SOBS)

Listen. Silvia is your mother. The best mother in the world.

And it's time to leave all this where it belongs.

The past. Okay?

You're a liar.

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(CELLPHONE VIBRATING)

(PHONE RINGS, BEEPS)

LUCILA: Hello, I'm looking for Mr. David Vega.

This is Lucila from the organization,

Abuelas of Plaza de Mayo.

Soon, we will have the results of your DNA test,

and we will require you to come in person...

-(PHONE BEEPS) -DAVIE: Hello?

Um, this is David Vega.

(OBJECTS RUSTLING)

The marriage is off.

-DAVIE: How did Justin take it? -(SIGHS) Davie.

He was so upset.

I just-- I feel so torn.

I thought Justin and I were close.

And then tango...

And in a weird way... (SNIFFLES)

...I felt closer to complete strangers

than I ever did with Justin.

What about having a baby?

Um, I... I've been reading about freezing my eggs.

And... I mean, they say it can free you

from your biological clock

and extend your age of fertility.

-(SNIFFLES, SOBS) -You could always adopt.

That's not funny.

(SIGHS)

Shall we go out tonight?

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(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Really?

-Come on. I'm cabaceoing you. -(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

I'm your sister.

No, you're not. But that's okay.

Pretend I'm Andrew S.

Or Andrew T.

Come on.

-(DIANA GIGGLES) -Be serious.

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-DIANA: Oh. -Shh.

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-(INDISTINCT CHATTER -(CUTLERY CLINKING)

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(DIANA GRUNTS)

-(SEATBELT CLICKS) -(SIGHS)

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Davie, Mami and Papi, especially Mami,

she loves you so much.

And I can't imagine they ever meant to hurt you

by concealing anything.

And I mean, if it is true that Papi had an affair

and your real mother couldn't keep you,

what's left to uncover? And what is the crime in that?

Do you know what the difference is between me and you?

Yeah. Denial.

You can't accept the truth. And I can. You're in denial.

You can't tell the difference between conjecture

and certainty. And right now, all we have is conjecture.

Here's the other difference, Diana.

My whole life, I felt like an outsider in this family.

He treated me like a second-class citizen

since birth. Do you remember that Christmas?

-Davie. -No, you remember it, right?

-(CHAIR SCRAPING) -You're not still upset

about not getting the guitar, are you?

He bought you a fucking piano, Diana!

All I wanted was a guitar.

I asked for that guitar all year.

I worked my ass off at school, which was hard for me,

just to get that guitar.

They knew what I wanted. What did I get?

A ukulele. I know.

Not just that it was a fucking ukulele, Diana!

He smashed that thing, and slapped me in the face,

and told me to be a man when I was nine years old.

(SIGHS SOFTLY) This doctor on my birth certificate,

he delivered babies

of women held in military detention centers.

These women were leftists,

or sometimes just married to activists or unionists.

The women were murdered!

But we don't know anything for sure.

And I don't see how two wrongs can make a right,

and what good could it do to put two elderly people

on trial in a country

they haven't visited in 30 years!

The babies were taken from their mothers,

and given to supporters of the regime.

-(SIGHS) -I don't believe he's my father.

I don't.

Well... I think that I'm going to stay here with them

when you go back to Buenos Aires for the DNA results.

They are not elderly.

They're my parents. I love them.

I just wish you would think this through a little more.

What about me? You're always trying to help me.

Well, how about actually doing it this time?

Why can't you support me on this?

It's out of my hands now anyway.

It's the Argentinean government that will prosecute, not me.

Do you remember what they told us?

It's like a human rights crime.

And the government will extradite people

even if the victims... That's what I am.

Even if the victims don't want it.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(TRAFFIC WHIZZING IN DISTANCE)

(DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(CAR HORN HONKING IN DISTANCE)

JULIETA: My name is Julieta de Camilis.

And I'm one of the founding members

of the Abuelas.

I will be the one taking you through the results

of the DNA test

and the implications of the match.

First, I want to congratulate you for your bravery

in choosing to know the truth about your identity.

-(PAPER RUSTLING) -There is a DNA match

that is 99.9 percent secure that you are the son

-of María Eugenia Manzanares. -(BREATHES DEEPLY)

María Eugenia was one of the many unionists

held prisoner and being tortured within the walls

of Ford's main factory in Buenos Aires.

Then she was moved to the ESMA naval base.

Some of the survivors of this place bear witness

of María Eugenia giving birth to a baby boy

who she planned to name Ariel.

So, your name is Ariel.

Ariel? (SIGHS) Ariel.

JULIETA: She was married to Facundo Sanchez.

And she gave birth to their first child,

a daughter, in 1973.

And one night, while Facundo and their daughter

were at a family gathering,

María Eugenia was taken from their apartment in Boedo.

She was six months pregnant.

Facundo never saw or heard from María Eugenia again.

But survivors of the ESMA who witnessed the birth

are recorded as noting that the baby boy

had a small half-moon birthmark on his left shoulder.

After that,

we don't have any information of what happened to Ariel.

But his family has continued looking for him...

for you, for the last 35 years.

So, she's dead.

We can only assume María Eugenia was murdered

by the regime. These are your parents.

JULIETA: Your mother.

DAVIE: (CHUCKLES SOFTLY) She's beautiful.

JULIETA: And this is your father.

Facundo Sánchez.

He's alive, and he wants to meet you.

-And so does your sister. -DAVIE: When?

-JULIETA: Now. -Now?

Only if you feel comfortable.

No, no. I wanna meet my father. I wanna meet my papi.

Ah, bueno!

Just give me a minute.

You're not mad, are you?

Of course, not.

-You're still my sister, okay? -(SNIFFLES, EXHALES DEEPLY)

-(DANTE WAILING, COOING) -(SPEAKS SPANISH)

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-(GASPS, SNIFFLES) -(SOBS)

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(SPEAKS SPANISH)

Your father says he waited so long,

and he knew this moment would come.

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

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-This is my son, Dante. -Hmm.

-DAVIE: Hola, Dante. -JOSEFINA: Hola! Hola, Ariel.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

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(SOBS, SNIFFLES)

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(THUNDER RUMBLING)

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-(WAILING) -(SPEAKS SPANISH)

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

SILVIA: Diana, what's going on? Where's Davie?

He's sleeping as usual, Ma.

Are you all right? Are you both all right?

Mom, we... we met them.

Are you okay?

Yes, I'm okay.

-Mom-- -DANIEL: Silvia!

I'm here! Your father is home now.

Mom, her name is María Eugenia Manzanares.

-She worked at Ford, Ma. -(GASPS) Yes.

I remember now. (SIGHS) She was one of the secretaries.

Daniel liked her because she was very attractive.

What happened to her?

Well, Ma--

Diana, is Daniel Davie's biological father?

-No, he's not. -He must have known.

He brought the baby home. He knew María Manzanares.

What happened to her? Why did this happen?

Diana.

-DIANA: Papi. -(TABLET DINGS)

Davie...

What did you tell him?

What did you tell him?

(GROANS SOFTLY)

Dee Dee.

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DANIEL: It's departing on time. Let's go.

-We need to go now, woman. -Yes.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

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-(DOOR OPENS) -DANIEL: Come in, please.

-Daniel! -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

-(DOOR CLOSES) -What's happening?

RCMP OFFICER: Daniel Ricardo Vega,

you're under provisional arrest pending extradition

for the abduction and detention of a minor,

Ariel Sanchez Manzanares.

-Silvia María Alvear de Vega? -SILVIA: Yes.

You're under provisional arrest pending extradition

for the abduction and detention of a minor,

Ariel Sánchez Manzanares

in Buenos Aires, Argentina, in February 1979.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(MIC SCREECHES)

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDS)

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(SINGS IN SPANISH)

(AUDIENCE CHEERS, APPLAUDS)

(CHUCKLES)

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(SIGHS)

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Mami.

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(Kisses)

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Mm.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(CELLPHONE CHIMES)

-(SNIFFLES, CHUCKLES) -(CELLPHONE TAPS)

(CELLPHONE CHIMES)

(SINGER RAPPING IN SPANISH)