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It’s 1.00 pm across all of Argentina.

This is a direct transmission from our country’s Armed Forces Naval Observatory.

4.00pm GMT

According to the most recent information, the number of people evacuated is approaching 700.

264 homes have been abandoned.

Unfortunately, projections suggest that lake water levels are expected to rise a further 12 to 15 inches...

and if so the number of evacuees may reach a thousand.

This has been the worst flood disaster to strike in the history of the Argentine Republic.

Who remembers Epecuén? A huge event forgotten by most.

They do. They remember. It used to be their home. Today there are only ruins.

Epecuén looks like the scene from a movie. A horror movie…

Ah, but that's nothing. You should hear what happened to me.

I was cruising down Route 25 as I had to cross into Venezuela from Colombia.

It was hot as hell. Suddenly, I spot two babes hitchhiking at the side of the highway.

I slam on the brakes. Two babes, just your type Vasco...

Two back packers. One blonde, the other brunette. Unbelievable...

It was crazy.

"Where you headed?" I asked them. "Venezuela".

I told them to get in so they both climbed in the back with their backpacks.

I saw the blonde was carrying a rather strange package. Weird, but what the heck, in for a dime, in for a dollar.

We got moving and after about a couple of miles I look in the rearview mirror...

and I see them all over each other kissing.

I thought "well, if that's the way we’re starting I can't wait to see where this is going.

When we got to the border control...

the girls say "we're going to the restroom and will be right back". They left with the two backpacks.

I stayed where I was. There was a line of cars about two blocks long.

The tailback starts to move and the chicks are still not back.

When I reach the border check I look in the rearview mirror and right there, right where you are sitting Vasco...

I see the package.

Up to my armpits.

A cop with a dog approached me and asked for the vehicle documents. I hand him the papers.. .

...and immediately he asks "What's that you've got there?" "Don´t know, it's not mine, I've no idea.

He asked me to get out of the van. As I'm getting out I see that the dog is going crazy...

... it goes running and attacks an old lady in a skirt. He rips it off her.

She had forty bags of cocaine!

Amazing, right?

Another cop up ahead signalled for me to move forward. I crossed the border and was already in Venezuela.

My ass was saved. No clue about the girls…

And the package?

I've got it here!

Oh… you are so out of line…

I honestly have no idea who I'm working with.

Hilarious…

Nice one.

Hey dude, could you turn down the music a bit? We're trying to make a documentary here. Don’t know if you had noticed…

No shit…

OK Carla...

What are your memories from before the flood?

Not a lot really. I was only little at the time… I just have some vague images.

Like what?

I remember the lakeside resort. I always went there with my mom.

I didn't like the idea of the lake because I couldn't swim... .

...but one day I decided to jump in. I was just floating.

What happened was that the water was so salty that it was impossible to sink.

A salty lake?

Yes, Epecuén was unique that way.

Are you filming me, Erica?

Yes, take it easy… You look gorgeous on camera.

I'm impressed…

Oh, wow, wow, wow!

Sorry, what can you remember from the night of the flood?

I was in my room, sleeping.

I remember being wakened by the sound of a siren...

...and I heard a lot of screaming.

When I got out of bed the water was up to my knees.

My mom came into the room in a total panic and lifted me up in her arms...

I remember she kept saying "we have to leave, we have to leave" over and over again.

And when we left, she locked the door so that nobody would rob the place.

Poor her... she thought we would come back…

Sorry for the interruption… Do we have long to go? I need to go to the restroom.

Could you please stop asking crappy questions? Can't you see we're recording here?

Why don't you pay attention to what's going on…? We're recording! What's wrong with you people…

Thanks, darling.

What a place, eh…

Girls, will you come with me to the restroom?

OK, sure. Darling, I'm going to the restroom.

Look...

I take one shot here, another there, and here you have her butt in close-up.

What an ass she has! Pity she prefers scissoring…

Scissoring …?

Yeah, scissoring… You know, girls on girls. Scissoring…

Why don´t you go shooting the environment? Birds, crickets; we need that stuff, come on…

Hello

There seems to be nobody here.

Hello

I'm coming…

How are you?

Hi there...how are you?

What would you like?

Could I use the restroom, please?

Yes… Over there, through that door. Right at the back.

Thanks.

You're not from around here, are you?

No, no. We're from the capital.

Ah, from the capital…

I thought so… Do you know what capital means? Head.

So, what can I get you?

What's going on? Is there nobody serving around here?

What is that, Vasco?...

Ahh… that's a nice little gadget you've got here! Does it have a GPS?

Yes, it comes with a jerk detector.

Look! It tells me there's a real big jerk close by right now.

That was a good one…

I can offer you a few meat pies.

No, no, it's OK ma`am. Thanks…

What? Are you not going to have anything?

No sweetie... You must have something to eat.

I'm not just here to clean up the shit after the tourists.

So have a think about how many you'd like, OK?

So you come from the city...

I had a cousin who lived in the capital. Her name was Olga.

She used to come every summer.

One time she slept with Juancito...

another time she went to bed with Pedrito...

...until one summer she bedded a married man.

And do you know what happened to the poor thing?

They found her floating in the lake.

Poor little Olga...

Poor little Olga...

Even though she was Miss Know-It-All.

Hey girl!

You look just like Olga!

That´s incredible!

It is true...

She really looks like little Olga.

Well...

How many are you going to eat dammit?

What are you doing?

What have you lost?

What are you looking for?

We're looking for the boss...

In the grease pit?

Let's take a look…

Boss!

Boss!

You know there's nobody down there…

Do I look like a jerk? I'm the boss!

No sir… - So what have you taken?

Tell me what you stole! - Nothing sir, nothing at all…

I was just kidding...

What are you looking for?

Gas.

Gas? - Gas. We need to fill up

OK, just let me finish something and I'll be right there.

Great, thanks.

What are you doing here?

Let's go. They're waiting for us.

Girls, you have no idea about the state of that restroom...

No. And you have no idea about those meat pies I bought for your lunch, my darling…

Sorry… Could you give us a hand with the winsdhield? It's a bit dirty...

If you could...

What's up stupid?

OK, OK… That's it, it's over.

Don't worry about it.

What happened? -Nothing, nothing…

Vicky... Looks like you have a new admirer…

Please... how gross!

You realize why I don't go in for men?

OK, shall we go?

Yes, we're close.

Are you not going to pay?

Sorry, I forgot. How much?

For you..

With that look, a thousand pesos.

A thousand pesos??

Listen to me, fat boy...

First I caught you stealing from the garage...

Then you tell me to clean the windows like I was a maid or something...

And now you tell me how much I should charge you?

Let's do this…

Why don't you stay in the garage and I'll go partying with the bitches?

Pay him and let's go…

Pay him, Nachito…

You see how people understand each other by talking things over?

Stay cool, ha...

Here are your meat pies, you old hag!

Check it out! What a location!

We're going to make one hell of a documentary.

Yes, it's good.

OK, are we ready to shoot?

Let's get ready to start shooting.

We don't have much time.

OK, OK… Vasco, calm down. Let's set up the equipment and get started.

Try to relax a bit now we're here.

Are you OK?

Yeah... - Really?

That was my grandmother's house.

Are we good to go? - Sure, let's get moving.

Time to work guys! Set up the gear and let's shoot!

Well, this used to be my room...

...and the dining room was over there...

...all of this area used to be the kitchen.

Hold it... Let's stop for a bit Carla.

Come here Diego. I don't know but this scene doesn't feel right to me.

Not enough dramatic pause, climax, tension…

If you think so, I don't know, maybe you're right.

Yes, you don't feel it? - A bit more, alright, let's do it.

You know what Carla? You seem tense...

a bit stiff. Relax, take it easy…

Visualize your memories and let them speak. Will we try it? Let's go!

Action!

When the flood struck there were people who didn't want to leave.

Some of them stayed until the water was waist high.

The firefighters had to use force to get them out...

when they realized there was no other way…

Now we're talking!

Very good! Excellent, bravo!

That's it, Carla!

That’s the right tone! Great!

Ladies and gentlemen, the documentary has begun. This is what I'm looking for.

Let's take a five minute break and chill. - Way to go Vasco!

Sure, but let's stay on track. We got this.

Very good!

It was really good, great.

Thanks

If you need anything let me know.

Sure.

What a total jerk you are!

It worked out great.

Really? - Yes, you looked fab.

Hey, where’s Vicky? - No idea Vasco… She's your girlfriend, how should I know...

Look! There she is.

Come here, come here, come here…

Where were you?

Taking some photos of the ruins.

Ah… you could've told me and we could have taken some together.

We'll get some later.

Ah, later…

Later when?

When??

Hi baby, what's up with my baby?

Hello, hello, hello everyone...

Hello Vasco...

What are you doing with my phone?

Take your phone! You were supposed to be taking photos of the ruins. That's your job.

You're so unprofessional. Unbelievable…

Now what's wrong? What is it? - What's going on?

What's going on with this piece of crap?

Hey Nacho, was this vehicle not meant to have taken you through the whole of Latin America?

Quit the bad vibes.

Me, giving bad vibes? It's the first time I've spoken and I'm sending bad vibes...

You don't know anything about teamwork…

Fucking great. What's going on?

Bloody fucking great!

Well done, you asshole.

Fucking great...

Didn't I tell you that this crappy van wasn't up to the job?

Why don't you stop breaking my balls and give me a hand, idiot?

Look where we are! Why don't you help me?

Guys, don't you smell something strange?

Yup, it´s leaking gas… the hose is cut.

What's that? What do you mean hose?

The fuel hose Vasco!

I'm not a mechanic, I'm a film director! - Hold these, don't fuck with me, hold onto these, come on.

Where do you want me to go? - Hold them, dammit.

I can't believe it…

Come here Nacho...

Do you have anything to fix the hose? I can fix it.

The problem is we need gas. Do you have any?

None. They'll have to tow it.

We need something to fix the hose.

A spare gas can?

It looks like someone's coming...

What are you doing around here?

Nothing… We had a problem with the van.

It gave up on us. - Yeah?

I think it's the fuel hose.

Let's have a look…

How did you say it broke? -No idea…

Because this isn't broke. Someone cut it...

What do you mean someone cut it?

Yep, they cut it.

If you want I can take you to a gas station. You need to get the hose replaced.

We can go together if you want Vasco.

Sure. - No, not you. You come.

Are you sure? - Yeah, I'll go.

Erica take a few shots in the cemetery to save us some time. - OK.

Listen up. If you touch a hair on the head of my girlfriend I'll rip your head off, OK?

Carla, is the cemetery too far to walk?

20 minutes more or less.

Shall we go? - Yeah, let's go for it. Wait till I get the camera.

Get my backpack too will you.

Go on, I'll stay here and look after the van.

Diego, I'll stay too and wait for Vasco.

Whatever you want…

Do you still have any friends from Epecuén?

Yes, some, a few…

Do you still see them?

No, we don't meet up.

Listen, let me know if you're not comfortable with anything…

Sure. It's all good, it's cool. - You set your own limits too right.

Sure, no problem.

We can break and take it to another angle. - No, I'm OK with it.

Sure? - It's weird to come back...

Yeah, I can see it's very intense.

I can tell you're remembering a lot.

Was it hard for you to adapt to a new place, to move again? Is your family OK?

Yes, it's all good. It wasn't so hard.

Sorry, would you like some?

Thanks.

It´s hot.

Thanks.

You have a moustache…

What?

Carla!

Is there far to go?

Hot, isn't it?

Would you like some water?

Yes.

I didn't know you could draw so well…

Well, thanks. Still have a long way to go though... But yes, it's turning out nice.

What a heat… It's the humidity that gets me…

We're making a documentary about Epecuén.

The plan is to present it in Berlin next year.

There's a lot of lobbying to go. Well, that's the idea anyway…

Don't touch that. Leave it there.

Watch your step as you go…

OK Carla, tell us where we are.

Are we starting now? - Yes, whenever you like.

This was the cemetery. Epecuén cemetery...

Wait, can we start over? I stumbled a bit.

Relax. Pretend neither the camera nor us are here. Just talk about what you know.

When the water reached the graves people panicked because they wanted to recover the bodies of their relatives.

Some of them started to take advantage of the panic. The divers that were charging to find the bodies...

actually just brought up the first ones they found.

I remember my neighbor asked them to bring back her three brothers who were buried together...

They actually brought back four bodies. She had to bury all four...

She ended up bringing flowers to the grave of dear knows who...

Shall I continue?

No, hold it. This is great. We're good with this if you'd like to take a break.

How's it looking?

She looks great… Gorgeous.

Yes, I know…

What happened?!

Holy shit! - It bit me, a snake bit me!

Give me the scarf! -Wait!

It bit me… - Take it easy…

Go get the stuff! -Christ, it hurts!

We have to get to the van.

It hurts… - Easy, easy…

There you go… Can you walk? - Yes...

Come here...That's it, keep calm… Let's take it slowly, nice and easy...

Vicky, no offence, but what do you actually see in Vasco?

Why are you asking?

I don't know… You look like the type of girl who can pick any guy she likes. But you're with that character…

I don´t know... He buys me things, he takes me places…

He's also smart and I look up to him.

He promised me a role in his next movie.

He's a good guy.

"He's a good guy".

I'll be right back.

Kiki!

Kiki!

Kiki!

Kiki, where are you? Come here Kiki!

Come here my darling... Where are you?

Nacho, have you seen Kiki? -Nope, no idea!

Shitty dog...

What's that?

What is this?

Stay here.

Keep going, a little bit further…

You can do it, Carla. There's the van, there it is!

Come on Erica, help me please.

¡Nacho, Vasco!

Where the hell are they??

There you go… Easy, easy…

Grab her, grab her… Careful, careful... - Take her arm, take it... There you go...

¡Nacho, Vasco!

Vasco! Where are you??

Vasco!

Nacho!

Vasco!

Nacho!

Nacho, Vasco! Where are you?

Fucking hell!! Nacho!

No, no, no… We have to go now, Erica.

Hey, are you listening, Erica?

Look. - What? Easy, Carla... What’s happening?

Hold this.

Keep calm, everything's going to be OK. What do you want to show me?

Did you see that?

Let's see… rewind it.

Must have been the guys... it must have been.

Take it easy... - Listen.

Keep calm, calm, calm, Erica! It's nothing, it's nothing …!

Hey hey, hey, calm yourself down please…

I’m going to check it out. -Diego. No, no, wait, wait!

Don't go. - Eh, just relax…

Don't go. - It'll be fine, you'll feel better.

Get me out, Diego, get me out! -I can't, I can't do it!

Don't leave me here, Diego, don't leave me!

Carla!

Come on, kid. We have to get out of here.

Let's go…

The documentary, right?

You want to make the documentary, right?

Well...

let me introduce my family.

This is my little brother.

My oldest little brother..

I'm the oldest. But he used to be the oldest…

A puppy…

A puppy…

It was a little puppy for him.

This is my nephew. Little nephew...

And this...

this is Tito's.

Tito plays here...

And these are my things.

Nobody touches them.

The camera is getting it rigth?

It looks good, right?

Nobody touches any of my things!

So you want to make a documentary...

You want to make a documentary?

You want to make a documentary?

You know what the documentary is going to be called?

"Lessons by Chimango"

Don't scream. Keep still!

Lesson one:

"Rural wiring"

Keep still, bitch!

Still!

Listen, please. Just listen...

Lesson two: "Typical Argentine cuts".

Please, listen to me...

You know how many little fuckboys like you...

I've nailed in the ditch?

You feeling cold?

Calm neighborhood from my past, like a sad sunset...

I return, old, to your street corner...

I return older, life has changed me...

On my head a little silver it has painted.

I was a traveler of pain and in my dreamer's wandering...

I understood my life's malady...

and every kiss, I erased with a drink in a game of illusion I dealt my heart

I come back beaten to my parents' little home everything is a remembranza that is turning in my memory...

I went away when I was twenty... Youthful madness, lacking advice.

There is a deep and cruel sullen silence, and when I knock on the door...

like a stranger. I'm greeted by the old servant me.

I must have changed completely, that only by my voice the old man he recognized me.

Poor old mother, I found her very sick; I spoke to her and she looked at me with those eyes...

With those eyes clouded by her crying as if saying "why did you take so long"?

I will never leave again and at your side I will feel the warmth of a great love...

Only a mother forgives us in this life, it's the only truth, all else is a lie.

I come back beaten to my parents' little home everything is a remembranza that is turning in my memory...

I went away when I was twenty... Youthful madness, lacking advice.

There is a deep and cruel sullen silence, and when I knock on the door...

like a stranger I'm greeted by the old servant me.

I must have changed completely, that only by my voice the old man he recognized me.

The freak fell in love.

I'll take care of this little bitch.

Get out.

Go now, mom’s calling you.

Stay here, stay here.

Everything's going to be OK, right? Will you wait for me here? OK, Vicky?

What the fuck did you do, kid?

Drop the knife.

Drop the knife. She is so cute...

Drop the knife or a I kill her...

Drop that knife!

Diego... Wake up Diego. You have to go now.

You have to go...

We're going to have dinner prepared by Chimango. This is an appetizer...

Here you go. You've got a drink, and everything you need. No, no, no…! I beg you please, slowly, slowly …

Be very careful. Be careful...Don`t...

Shit! I'm going to make you crap, I'll make you crap. Get out of my sight! Get out of my sight you piece of shit!

Well... Nothing going on here, everything's OK here.

What's wrong, baby? -Water...

Water? You want water? Sure, we'll give you some water. We don't want to treat our guests badly...

because we want them to come back and recommend us. And we also depend on you for our food.

You retard, get some water.

You want water too? We’ll give you water.

Nobody's going to miss out on anything.

You know what we're going to do now? We're going to have a little meat pie as you're looking very weak...

and need to eat something. Let's see...

open your mouth baby. Come on, come on.

Look... a little plane. Come on, open your mouth, open it baby. Are you not going to eat?

I’m treating you well and giving you a pie. Aren't you going to eat it?

Come here, take her please.

No way... You have to eat or you'll make yourself ill, my darling.

There you go... there you go... Look how I'm eating the cookies.

Clean her up a bit. Look how those guys left you...

They treated you very badly and that's not on. That's not fair.

See, it's only a little, right? Does it taste good? Is it tasty?

Tell me if it tastes good. Yum, yum, it’s good.

Do you know what the pie is made of?

Twelve home-made meat pie recipes for all the family.

Poor little girl...

Give me that...

Tito, don't let him get away! Don't let him get away, Tito!!

No, no, leave him! Please leave him alone, don't hit him again! He doesn't know what he's doing, he doesn't understand.

Just do what my grandma says. Please leave him.

Your grandma?? Your grandma?

You let them kill everyone.

You know nothing.

We lost everything...

We lost it all and nobody came to help us.

Nobody came to help us!

They left us to die in oblivion.

And that's why you're killing us all?

There are things worse than death...

Stop! Let him go! Let him go I tell you!Let him go

Carla...

Forgive me...

Where are you going?

To Epecuén.

This constantly rocking boat is passing over a cemetery.

A cemetery that is buried here below, at an approximate depth of 12 feet, from exactly seven years ago.

Yes, the caskets came floating out and were discovered over there by the banks of the lagoon.

What happened back in 85? What exactly was it that happened?

Well… The water struck quickly, and we didn't have time to do anything.

We're traveling across the city of Epecuén by boat.

Look at the state of it. It has been flooded since 1985

The water levels here will never go down again.

Look how the water, which has already covered many of the Carhué cemetery vaults, keeps rising.

Or rather, what used to be the cemetery.

The current is really very strong. There is a strong south easterly wind blowing and whipping across the city of Carhué.