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Come with me.
Come on.

Hang on to me.

That's it.

Are you sure you want me to come?

We already discussed this.

THURSDAY TILL SUNDAY

...for this wonderful lady.

You all know her.

She's singing some songs
by Manuel Alejandro.

Introducing... Jeanette!

- Bravo!
- Bravo!

He has the gentle look of a flower

The voice of a bird

A soul like the full moon in April

He has the heart of a poet...

Another!

Weeping willow

Weeping willow...

There was a dog
Whose name was Laika...

It's a cloudy day in Santiago.
It's 18ºC.

Traffic: there's congestion
on the way into the city.

Route 68 is slow at the moment...

A friend of Felipe's had to go away
and he offered me his apartment.

Can we go to the water park?

Why don't you go to a hotel first,
for a few days?

It's more expensive.

- Have you thought of one, Mum?
- Yes, I've got something.

- No, I want to think of something.
- Fine, go on then.

- Ready!
- OK...

Animal?

No.

Object?

No.

Person?

Yes.

Dad, it's your go.

Is he younger than 15?

Yes.

- Do we know him?
- Yes.

It could be a cartoon character.

No.

Can't you stay with your brother?

Mum, there's two questions left.

Let's see... There.

Look, after this bend...

A man was driving and he crashed.
And the car went over the edge

and his wife and daughters
were killed, but he didn't die.

Now he lives up there all alone.

And people passing by
leave food for him.

- Go ahead and leave something.
- I'll leave a box of milk.

Is it there?

But... his grave is up there?

No, dear.

- Where's his grave?
- He didn't die.

- He lives here.
- And where is he?

Lucía!

Where should I put this?

Leave it here.

Manuel!

Hey, enough.

Poo head!

May God have mercy
on his soul.

Not again.

Close the window.

Close the window.

Close the window!

Look, there, another shrine.

May God have mercy
on his soul.

Dad, I want to go too.

Stay and look after your mum.

It's a nice spot, isn't it?

I always used to stop here.

- Are we nearly there?
- We've only just set off.

I want us to go and look
at the land in Punta de Choros.

- What land?
- A plot my dad owned.

I thought we could plant
some avocado trees or something.

- What about the beach?
- We're going.

But first we have to find the land.

You'll love it.

If you like it, it can be yours.

- How much?
- Two thousand pesos.

What was it again?

This... is "yes".

And this is "no".

Mum, where's the metal detector?

It's right at the bottom.
Not now, dear.

- Can I have a go later?
- For ten thousand.

No chance, cheeky!

It's a valuable toy.

Chini! Lucía!

Come on!

You didn't see us,
we're right here.

Do you remember my friend
who broke my guitar?

He's here in Chile, with his son.
Isn't that amazing?

Maybe we can meet up later on.
What do you think?

Come on, dear. Come on.

- Manuel, give me a hand.
- Coming, Dad.

Lucía, why are you following us?
You've got no shoes.

This is fun.

Wait, wait. Not yet.

OK, go on...

That's it! Good.

- We'll go climbing, OK?
- OK.

Up the hill that we saw
from your bedroom, remember?

- Which one? The one with the witch?
- Yes.

I got lost there once.

I went up there with my dad, before
dawn. And we came back at night.

I was seven.

- Like me.
- Just like you.

- Just the two of us, OK?
- OK.

- When?
- When we get back to Santiago.

OK, sweetie, get in the back.

OK. They're going to arrive
tomorrow, around six.

Well...

We'll arrive when we arrive.
I want to stop off, see the sights.

Right.

- How much is it?
- Fifteen thousand pesos.

Couldn't we have discussed it?

- The idea is for them to have fun.
- Yes, but it's a detour.

...that's just in your head.
It's not about that.

Hi.

Thanks.

- Did you sleep, Chini?
- Yeah.

It'll end up the same for you
as for anyone else.

- What?
- Open up. See where they're going.

Hi, where are you headed?

- Bahia Inglesa, can you take us?
- We can get you closer.

Aren't you scared?

No. The last truck driver
who gave us a ride

stopped at a petrol station
and bought us some tea.

Another got us
lovely apple empanadas in Chiloé.

- Really?
- I think it's just a matter of luck.

Dad, can we go to Chiloé?

You could go for a summer holiday.
It's beautiful.

We've been.

How old are you?

- I'm 18.
- 19.

And can you drive?

- Can I add you?
- OK.

Mine is...

"mariarocks@hotmail.com"

You should go to La Virgen beach.

It's out of this world.

I was maybe the first
to set foot on it. Years ago.

When it was impossible.
There was no road, nothing.

Now there are cabins.
I heard some guy bought it all.

OK.

Maybe we could go.

- Can you still get in?
- Yes.

Maybe the sand
belongs to someone, but...

...the sea belongs to everyone,
so you can swim where you like.

- Bye.
- Thanks.

- Bye.
- Bye.

See you.

- I liked them.
- Really? Good for you.

- In here, Manuel!
- Get in!

- Get in!
- A gunshot, a gunshot!

Hush.

Calm down now.

- Did they shoot you?
- They fired into the air.

- You stole, Dad!
- They're outside. No one owns them.

These are rock hard.

Are we going to the beach?

No, let's drive on, so we get there.

Is it close?

Please, I want to go to the beach.

- I want you guys to see this, OK?
- I want to go to the beach. Please!

- You'll like it!
- I want to go to the beach!

- Please, please!
- That's enough.

- Manuel, we can go later.
- I want to go to the beach!

Come on, we can still look for coins.

- I want to go to the beach!
- He's so spoilt.

I want to go to the beach! Please!
I want to go to the beach!

I want to go to the beach!
I want to go to the beach!

- Move to the front seat.
- Please, Dad...

Please!

- Come on, dear...
- Fasten your seatbelt.

My dad taught me on the dirt road
at the house in Arrayan,

in a Citroën 2CV.
You changed gears like this...

Something like that.

- Would you teach me?
- Yeah, you could be my chauffeur.

I hate driving.

I could drive Manuel to school.

Yes. Good idea. Although
then I'd be without a car all day.

Look.

Look, press here.

This is how I should look.

Like you.

Young... beautiful...

- The prettiest.
- No.

Don't be silly!

- Look, Dad.
- Manuel, get in, we're leaving.

In the back.

Dad, teach me how to drive.

- You're too little.
- Please.

I'll think about it.

- Ready?
- Ready.

- Are you thinking it?
- Yes.

- Yellow?
- Yes! Yellow. It is!

I swear, it was yellow.

Isn't there anything else?

Traffic information from the police.

I meant to tell you...

What?

The maid.

What?

They're gone.

- What's that?
- Nothing, dear.

I may have to.

Who?

- Are you sure?
- Who else?

- Maybe you lost them.
- No.

- How do you know?
- I know.

You see trouble everywhere.

I won't put up with it.

- Well, if she has to go... Do it.
- I will.

And then there's the money box.

She left the coins

and with a piece of wire
she pulled out all the notes.

Come on, I know
you're talking about Señora Juanita.

Is Dad alive?

Can I be your slave?

No.

- Can I be your slave?
- Not now.

I'm going paddling then.

It's cold!

- Give me a hand, Chini.
- OK.

Thanks.

Mum, look.

Be careful, Manuel.

- Dad, look!
- Careful.

Daddy, wait.

Pinch your nose. Can you
pinch your nose with your hand?

- All right?
- Yes.

OK. One... two... and three.

- Again?
- Yes.

One, two and... three.

- Here.
- Thanks.

- The water?
- Over there.

- Here?
- Out of the sun.

- Mum, look at me climbing the tree.
- Not so high, Manuel.

Shit!

- Let me see.
- No! Leave it.

Is it bleeding?

Hey.

Can I see?

I put some butter on it
so it won't turn black.

- Does it hurt much?
- No, it's better now.

- Mum, I found a ladybird.
- Did you?

Look.

Oh, yes.

Out you go, ladybird.

Put the stick down.

Does it hurt?

- Sorry, it was an accident.
- OK, but it hurts.

That's enough. Put the stick down.

- Do you want mayonnaise too?
- All right.

- Close the window.
- What an idiot.

Close it, close it!

Dad, stop! Lucía!

- Dad, stop!
- Stop. Something fell off...

What are you doing?
Stay here, dear. Stay here!

Careful!

A car might come.

You won the race, Lucía.

I want to go up too.

- OK... Here we go.
- Help me.

Hand me the rope.

Mum.

Look at the stone I found.

It's beautiful. We can give it
to Grandma, she'll love it.

Let me see.

This is the stone cavemen
used to use. They'd make a hole...

Mum, look.

- And then make a fire in it.
- Give it to me.

- Give it back to your sister.
- Manuel.

- Juan.
- Hi.

Great!

- What happened?
- We got stuck here.

- Was it hard to find the road?
- No, but good thing you drove by.

We're staying over there.

- You said six, so...
- Oh, your hand!

It's nothing.

- It'll go now. No, no, I've got it.
- Let them help.

Dad, shall I help you? Can I help?

It just needs one good pull.
It's ready.

I rode on the roof rack.

- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.

Do you want to do it with us now?

He really takes care of his car.

Dad, that car's cool.

- I love my old banger.
- But it's different.

- And it has a fridge.
- You'll have to talk to them.

Manuel!

Come here.

Come on.
Put your leg here, that's it.

OK.

There, and that one there.

- OK, nice and steady.
- Dad, I asked first.

But you're too big, the two
of us wouldn't fit in here. OK?

Slowly, slowly.
No, that way.

Follow the road. That's it.

- Hey, where are you going?
- I know.

- Can we buy one?
- Do you want one?

- Ask the lady then.
- Choose one, it's a gift.

- What do you say?
- Thank you.

- OK, we'll go and get settled.
- OK. Wait, look.

Over there...

Can you see?
Behind the willow is a lovely spot.

But go round this way
so you don't squash the little tree.

- OK. Thanks.
- See you later.

Why don't you
move it somewhere else?

Because if it wants to grow here,
shouldn't we let it?

Indeed.

- See you then.
- OK, bye.

Stop.

Oh, yours has more.

A bit more.

Now?

- Yes.
- Hi.

- Do you want some?
- OK, but quickly, because...

- Want to borrow my glasses?
- OK.

- That's enough.
- OK. Can we go?

Come on, Lucía.

Hooray!

Hi, kids.

- Have you got sweets?
- No, you say: "Trick or treat?"

- Trick or treat?
- Treats...?

OK, here's what we'll do.

- I'll give you this. Do you want it?
- No.

You'll like it.

- José, do you want one?
- Yeah, I want one.

I want the other one,
the one next to that one.

Thanks.

- So they go out in the street?
- We just improvise.

There's so much crap
in the supermarkets now anyway.

- Don't burn yourself.
- It's an American invasion.

Right. It's just the same.

- Still, if the kids enjoy it...
- Yeah.

Go on, Chini.

You have something here.

- Where?
- Here. Maybe a twig?

- Sorry, sorry.
- Wait, wait. Is it there?

Let me see.

No, keep still.

It's out.

- Can I be your slave?
- All right.

Go and get me that stone.

Run!

Now go over there
and put your head in the river.

Go on.

He's so silly, he always
wants to be a slave.

I like words that you can just
drop in the middle of a sentence.

"OK".

"How are you?"
"Excellent."

Just a few. Ones you can string
together or mix them up.

How do you mean?

A few words in English
when you speak Spanish.

I don't know, for example...

"Have you been well?"
"Yes."

"You?"
"Top."

- Why are you looking at me?
- Because you're talking.

Yeah, but you could look at me
in a more normal way.

I can only get AM radio.

My car gets both.

Remember how Pati used
to sing Raphael in the kitchen?

- Yeah, but it was Camilo Sesto.
- No, it was Raphael.

No, Camilo Sesto.

- No.
- Yes.

Dad, José knows every
capital city in the world.

- Really?
- All of them?

Yes.

- Lucía knows millions of songs.
- No.

She does a great Jeanette impression.
Go on.

No, Mum.

Do Frente a Frente or the other one,Corazon de Poeta.

- Remember Jeanette?
- Of course.

Face to face, we lower our gaze...
Go on, Lu.

- No.
- Let's hear it.

- She does the whole act.
- Sing it! Sing it!

- Come on, come back.
- The baby's going to cry.

Simon. Classic game.

Start.

You're out.

Lu?

Come on.

I want to stay here.

Don't be upset, it doesn't matter.

It's not that.

All right...

Another. One we know.

I want to sleep so weary...

- I love that.
- Do you know it? Great, sing along.

Come on, I know the chords.
What was it...?

I want to sleep so weary

So as not to think of you

I want to sleep so very deeply

And not to wake up crying

Hurting from not seeing you

I want to sleep so weary

And never wake again

I want to sleep so very deeply

For my heart is full of love

And my love can't understand me

Living my life just sleeping...

Once there was a blonde boy bug
and a skinny girl bug, a grumpy one.

- So, when they got to the river...
- Dad. Not about us.

- No, not about us.
- No, you cheat.

- The little vampire and the egg?
- Yes! Yes!

No, a story about you as a child.

- Yes, about you, please.
- I don't know.

- Did I tell you about the union?
- Yes.

When I cried because
they said my name wasn't Nano?

Look at my parade.

The walrus first, then the hippo,
then... the goat,

then this one that eats...
disgusting stuff.

- Then the kid, the cow...
- Your parade is fantastic.

Last is the bunny,
whose head gets burnt.

- What about when I died?
- Liar.

Don't get up! You'll...

OK, so I was at a beach called
Verde Vertigo up here in the north.

I was swimming, and I started
to get far from the shore.

I swam and swam and swam.

I could see people further out.

I thought: if there's people there
it must be fun, so I'll go there.

So I kept on swimming and swimming,
and then when I looked up, I saw...

...they were all surfers, with their
boards, and I didn't have one.

And suddenly a huge wave...

...spun me around.
Another wave...

Another wave...

And I sank.

I sank,
all the way down, down, down...

And I suddenly looked up, like this.

And I saw light.

And then, I looked down, like that.

And I saw myself.
I was there floating, face down.

So I swam down. And I sort of...
joined back with my body.

- No way.
- I'm telling the truth.

I realised I was dying.

If I hadn't, I wouldn't be here,
and you guys wouldn't exist.

Did you like the story?

And so the leg-munching piranha...

He's walking away.

So I run after him, but I'm not sure
if it's him or not.

And I touch his shoulder and say:

"Are you Sandro?"

And he replies: "Yes, I am."

So I get very nervous,
and say, "I'm so thrilled!"

"Thanks, Sandro.
Thanks for your songs."

And he says, "Ana...
I will always be with you."

Excellent.

Remember when you threw
my guitar off the balcony?

- By accident. I got you a new one.
- A lovely one. I still have it.

Juan offered to put us up in France.

And the offer is still good,
if you want to...

I still do baroque dance classes.

- Still with Eva?
- Yeah, with Eva.

Lucía! Go to sleep.

I'm not tired.

Just close your eyes
and you'll get sleepy.

Another cup of wine?

- All right.
- Thanks.

I'll get another bottle.

- What's wrong?
- I'm scared.

- Of what?
- I don't know.

Nothing's wrong.
We're just over here.

Pass me the water.

- I don't know where it is.
- It was right next to you.

It's not here.

- Sure?
- Yes.

Get out!
Come on, out, out, out.

- Out!
- Mum?

No! Get out!

Go away! Damn.

They chewed the tomatoes
and broke the basket handle.

My basket!

Good. Great!

- Come down.
- No.

Thigh.

Leave your sister alone.

And up we go. Up, up, up...

That's it. Very good.

And rest. Good.

That's it. Now, slowly...

Don't go to the side. Straight up.

"Sit down."

"Don't do that, I hate that."
"Sorry, boss."

"Good. You see the little guy?"

"His name is Weasel."
"Hi!"

"But he's very small."
"No, he's bigger in person."

"OK. This madman's
going to blow up the planet."

"So, your mission: attach a ball
to a little stick with a hair."

"Cross a radioactive field,
under machine gun fire."

"The combination to the armoured safe
is 33322116622888..."

"The bomb will go off in 10 seconds.
Cut the correct wire out of 50,000."

He walks off and
runs into his friend.

"Hi, James."
"Hi, Cricket, happy birthday!"

"Oh, a present? For me? What is it?"
"I'm not telling."

"Tell me what it is!"
"Never."

"What the...?"

Manuel! Over here!

I've got it.

Over there, over there!

- Here, José.
- Over there, José.

Come on, Dad. You're rubbish.

Go on.

Tricked you!

Throw it over there.

- Here I go.
- Over here!

There's the ball.

- Is it just you two coming to Chile?
- I don't know.

Look, a meadowlark.

- Where?
- There.

Don't you ever wear shoes?

No... Look. Feel.

It's hard.

So lucky...

- What?
- The birds.

So I was on a mountain.
It was horrible, and I had to choose.

I was riding a cart and first
they showed me a cliff.

Then some tigers...

and then a cave where they wanted
to kill me with guns.

- What a horrible dream.
- They made me choose.

And?

I refused to choose.

But I'd prefer to be
thrown off the cliff.

Though I didn't tell them.

- Dad?
- Yes?

Was it a lie about the plot of land?

No.

I think it's just a couple
more hours' drive.

We could build a little house there.

Grab the wheel firmly.

Like this, look.
Here and there. Firmly.

All right?

- Look. That's the brake.
- And the gears?

No. Before the gears,
you have to learn how to brake, OK?

- Focus.
- Yeah.

That's it.

I'll tell you when to brake.

- Faster!
- Go on.

Brake.

Well done.

- Very good. Was it hard?
- No? Good.

- Can we go to the beach in the rain?
- It's better in the sun.

But when it rains, coins rise up
through the sand. José told me so.

- Really.
- No. Get down. Down.

Not fair.

Bye.

All set?

- We'll be in touch back in Santiago.
- Bye.

- Bye, José. Enjoy your trip.
- Thanks, bye.

Bye.

- Bye, good luck.
- Bye.

Bye.

It's not on here.

He didn't ride on the roof.

- Who didn't?
- José.

Another time.

...in the third region
a 23-year old was killed

in a motorbike crash
in the National Park.

His body was found...

It must be the boy
we saw by the river.

It might not be.

He seemed like he was lost.

Dad, can we come with Grandma
when the desert flowers are in bloom?

Yes, maybe.

Can I call her?

There's no signal.

Dad, are we nearly there?
I'm thirsty.

- Thirsty for justice?
- Dad...

It all looks the same.

Look.

I don't like it
when it looks like that.

Like what?

Curved.

Mum! Look!

Gently.

- They'll die.
- No. They last for a couple of days.

I'm going to rent that apartment.

Why did we even come?

You'd already rented it.

- You had already rented it.
- Ana.

Just piss off.

Mum!

Where are your parents?

- Over there.
- They must have gone for a stroll.

Be careful of the trucks here.

They come through very fast.

Lucía!

Wait there.

Have you seen her?

Can you carry me?
Can you carry me on your shoulders?

- I'm tired.
- OK.

Ana...

Get in the car.

Ana!

Let's go.

Ana.

Doesn't she want to go?

Come on.

What's wrong?

- Are we staying here?
- We're going to wait until dawn.

I'm not sleepy.

- Come on.
- Lucía?

Come here.

Can we go to Chiloé again anyway?

Yes, maybe.

- Let's go back inside.
- All right.

There was a small hill somewhere...

OK.

Come on. I think this is it.

Here?

Let's have a look.

Can I have some?