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[mysterious music playing]
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[cabasa rattling rhythmically]
[tambor drum beats]
"BY STANDING UP FOR YOUR TERRITORY, YOU STAND UP FOR YOUR LIFE." -H.B.S.
[music building]
[man exhales]
[crickets chirping]
[song fades]
NETFLIX PRESENTS
[gunshots firing]
[glass shatters]
[Candombe drums playing lively beat]
[energetic chanting]
[lively music fades]
TWO WEEKS EARLIER
[lively music continues]
[speaking inaudibly]
[music fades out]
[birds singing]
We have a visitor.
[suspenseful music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
So then we'd better be careful.
[indistinct chatter continues]
It's not our block.
Togo, I can't come tomorrow.
I'm collecting my pension check.
Fine. All right.
I'll watch your spot.
[car engine revving]
[crickets chirping]
[fence rattling]
[girl groans]
[girl sighs]
-[retches, spits] -[vomit splashes]
[groans]
[Togo grunts]
[girl groans]
I need to clean up. Give me some water?
There's a faucet right there.
[girl sighs]
[grunts]
[faucet squeaks]
What time is it?
It's late. It's time for you to go home.
-[sighs] Fuck that. No way I'm going home. -[faucet squeaks]
[girl exhales]
[sighs] I'm gonna stay here.
Take this.
Put it on the ground. Gets cold.
[Togo grunts]
Okay.
[girl yawns]
[Togo sighs]
[tense music playing]
[Togo sighs]
[exhales deeply]
WELCOME
[chewing loudly]
You with the other block?
[girl] What block?
The ones sellin'.
Selling what?
[Togo sighs]
Go away.
You don't own this park.
[Togo] Yes, I do.
I live here, and I work here.
Guiding cars is a job, then?
[Togo sighs, clears throat]
[exhales deeply]
So you think I just guide cars?
Mm, I guess so.
And you think it's an easy job, don't you?
Mm. Can't say I see the magic in it.
You see that block over there?
The one next to the supermarket?
I bet everything I have you can't even guide three cars in a row.
[clicks tongue, sighs] Okay. If you bet everything, it's everything.
Even that cane of yours.
[Togo] Hmm.
[car horn honks]
[vehicle approaching]
[somber music playing]
Wait, no. I'm taking that one with me.
I'll take it. Thanks.
Hey, Togo. Um, could you give these to my…
-To Alberto? -[keys jingle]
And thank you. Thank you for everything.
[car horn honks]
[girl] Stop, stop, stop, stop!
[car horns blaring]
[girl grunts]
[sighs] Hey! Hey, hey!
[guy] Yo, hold up. Let me help you.
-[girl sighs] -[guy] Give us a second, sir.
Go a little more back. Yeah. Go on.
[girl exhales]
Thanks, dude. See ya. Go.
[sighs] Thanks.
No, no. You're welcome.
If it was so easy, you should've done it by yourself.
What's the problem, man?
I was just helpin' her out, see?
Besides, this isn't your block, is it?
Look, I'll even give you the money. For the man in the wheelchair.
That wasn't the deal.
You'll have to get out of here now.
Both of you.
Hey, chill, man.
I was tryin' to help.
In the end, we're all in the same boat, right?
-Go away. -But what's wrong with it?
-That guy was just trying to help me, man. -I told you to leave.
[girl groans]
[streetlight buzzes, humming]
[parking brake clicks]
[Alberto sighs deeply]
[somber music playing]
Alberto.
-[keys jingle] -Mrs. Mirta left these keys for you.
Thanks, Togo.
[Alberto sighs]
Take it.
[Togo] Thanks.
[Alberto clears throat]
[Togo grunts softly]
[tense music playing]
[guy] Okay, I have to go back to work now, 'kay?
Okay, I love you. Bye.
[engine stops]
[guy] Sup, guys?
-[switchblade clicks] -[thug] Rito.
[Rito] Sup, Bartolo? Hey, Rivero.
[thug] What's goin' on?
How many times have we had this conversation?
-[Rito] I know, dude, but… -[thug] No, no. C'mon. Tell me how many.
[Rito] What do I know? Take it easy.
-I'm working now. -[thug] "Take it easy"?
-[Rito] I'm working, man. -[thug] Again?
-Do you know how many times? Huh? -[Rito] I don't know.
[thug] Three times, dude. Three!
-[Rito] Wait. No. -[blade clicks]
-Wait. Wait, wait. [groaning] -[squelching]
[tense music building]
[Rito moans]
[blade slices]
[Bartolo] Go. Go, go, go, go, go. Come on.
Quick! Come on!
[engine revs]
[tires squeal]
He didn't protect his block. Then he started dealing.
But… [grunts softly]
He was getting high on his own supply.
[Togo slurps maté]
[friend] When you mess with these people, you don't get out alive.
He was only 17, man.
He was in worse shape than both of us combined.
[laughs]
[friend] They won't lose the block or the buyers.
They have buyers from outside.
They're up to something, huh?
Told you they're up to something.
[ambulance siren wailing]
[gentle drum music playing]
[woman] Good morning.
How are you?
Hello ma'am.
How's she doin'?
The withdrawal symptoms seem to be getting better.
Great.
It is. And she asked to see you for the first time in months.
She's in the back.
[young woman sighs]
I thought you'd come yesterday.
It was a Saturday.
Sometimes there's work on Saturdays, and sometimes there's not.
I brought you these.
[young woman sighs]
They told you I'm getting better?
They did.
And how are you doing?
I'm doing better.
Drinking less wine?
Not a drop.
Are you going to therapy?
Every week.
[young woman laughs]
[Togo] Mm.
[sighs] I can't be here anymore.
It's better than being in the streets, Yena.
Yeah, but here there's no freedom.
We'll find a place to live very soon.
But I don't mind living on the street.
The streets are dangerous.
Take this. It's for you.
[gentle music playing]
[Togo sniffles]
[Togo sighs]
Thank you.
[Togo kisses]
-Thanks. -Thanks.
[groans]
[sighs]
[Mercedes] This is all I owe you from the other day.
You said everything.
Including my cane.
So, everything is everything.
[Togo grunts]
[backpack zips]
Go now. This is enough.
[Togo sighs]
I need someplace to sleep.
And you don't own the whole park.
I could help you.
For example, you're taking a break, but there's still cars.
[Togo] Well, I have to eat.
Yeah, I know. That's why I'm saying. I'll help you.
Why do you want to live on the streets?
You even have a credit card.
I'll tell you if you tell me.
[Togo] Come by tomorrow.
Let's see what you can do.
Okay, deal.
I'll come tomorrow, then.
Who is that?
I don't know.
She's not okay.
But she's gonna lend me a hand.
-[engine revs in distance] -[friend sighs]
[tense music playing]
Seems they brought a new fella.
-[waves crashing] -[tense music continues]
[cell phone vibrating]
-[wind whistling] -[sounds fade and distort]
[father] Do you know? Oh, sorry.
Sorry, John. Have you been here before?
Really? You haven't?
It's a beautiful country.
Yes.
No, no, no. Uruguay. [laughs]
-[door slams] -[father] Uruguay, not Paraguay.
[Spanish death metal blaring on stereo]
[quietly] Can you close the door?
Yes.
No, no.
No, Uruguay.
[mother] Mercedes!
What have you been doing?
I told you that my phone was dying!
I was out with a friend.
[mother] Have you been taking your meds, at least?
Do you have enough?
Duh. How else do you think I'd stand being in this fucking house with you?
Turn down the music, and wear headphones!
I lost them.
[mother sighs]
[Mercedes grunts]
-[screams] -[glass shatters]
[music stops suddenly]
Afternoon, Togo. How are you?
-[woman 1] Hey, how are you? -Good afternoon.
Is it true a guy was killed here the other night?
-Did you know him? -[woman 1 inhales sharply]
It was over there, on… on the other block.
Getting dangerous again in the neighborhood, isn't it?
-[woman 2 sighs heavily] -No.
-[woman 2] Hmm. -We were thinking about…
About throwing a party. Maybe next week.
But we aren't sure about it, because it's…
Things are rough, and we don't know if it's a good idea.
Mm, the neighborhood could use a party right now.
-Mm-hmm. -[woman 1] Hmm.
There's nothing to worry about.
[woman 1] Mm…
-Thank you, Togo. -Okay.
Thanks.
Let us know if anything happens?
-I will. -Thank you.
Okay.
Hey.
Hello.
[Mercedes sniffles]
You can use this to charge the MP3 player.
[bag zips]
Thanks.
Go get the stuff over there, and… start washing that car there.
Alberto's car.
It's covered in dirt.
I thought I was gonna learn to… to guide cars, not to clean them.
Gotta start somewhere.
They have to see you.
[sighs] Okay.
[excited chatter]
-[guy] Over here! -[boy] Over here!
-[guy] You should've passed it! -[boy] Hey! Hey!
-Hey! -[crickets chirping]
[Mercedes] What did you do before?
Huh? Before doing what?
Before living here.
I lived in another place.
On some other street?
No.
I was in a house.
Lived there many years.
I used to be a boxer back then.
I was real good.
Why did you quit, then?
[gentle music playing]
One day, right as I was leaving training…
a car came round the corner.
It was going fast.
It ran me over.
Broke my leg beyond repairing.
And I couldn't box again.
And now you watch cars.
[laughs] It's pretty ironic.
Right.
Very ironic.
So are you happy?
[Mercedes exhales]
Go to sleep now.
-[police siren wailing] -[Togo] Ah. Oh.
Whoa.
[ambulance siren wailing]
[battering ram thudding]
Hadn't seen him in days.
I went by the house today, and something smelled awful.
It'd been smelling bad for a while.
I called the police.
Poor Alberto.
He couldn't cope with the loneliness.
[rope strains]
[switch clicks]
[somber music playing]
[Mercedes gasps]
[grunts softly]
[breathing shakily]
He's dead?
[Togo] He is.
He was a very sad man.
Ever since I started working here…
I would always see him together with his wife.
Together.
But he needed her more… than she needed him.
Why would you kill yourself?
[Togo] People die.
They die in their homes, on the streets.
-They die. -[Mercedes whimpers]
But it wasn't an accident.
He did it.
Have you ever thought about killing yourself?
You ever thought about dying?
-Let's go. -[calming music playing]
[Mercedes sighs heavily]
[Togo] You don't talk about dying when there's death around.
[Mercedes] So what do you talk about when someone commits suicide?
[Togo] You don't.
[Mercedes sighs]
[Togo] The ambulance, the police… they're all leaving soon.
And silence will settle in again.
-[music fades] -[birds singing]
[soft, introspective music playing]
DO NOT CROSS
[rapid percussion music playing]
[inhales sharply]
[mouthing silently]
[music swells]
[music stops]
[gulls calling]
[tense music playing]
-Hello, sir. -[Togo] Hmm?
You the guy in charge of the block? The one that has a park?
Why do you wanna know about that?
Well, there's gonna be some changes, so there are some things to discuss.
I talked to your partner. That's what she said.
That it's your block.
Yeah, I don't have a partner.
[Rivero] I talked to the girl that's always with you. She told me that.
Yeah, that's what she said.
-So you don't believe it's my block? -Easy, pops. There's room for everyone.
We can work together.
Well, I work alone.
[grunting softly]
[tense music continues playing]
Thanks.
[sighs]
Mm-mm. That's yours.
[cars honking in distance]
No, no, no. Not interested.
Not interested.
That guy talked to you, right?
Who?
[Togo] That kid, there. He asked you something.
No. I didn't talk to anyone, like you told me to.
He said you told him this was my block.
[sighs] Fine, I'm sorry.
-Just, he wanted to cross the street-- -You don't speak to anyone.
Don't speak to anyone. Got it?
[friend] We don't want you in this neighborhood. Leave. Go!
All right? Go away! Leave, you damn junkie! Go away!
Don't you look back! Go, go, go! Get lost!
[Togo] What did he say to you?
That there's gonna be changes.
That I should start working for them now.
[Togo] What does it mean, to "work for them"?
[friend] I don't know.
[Bartolo speaking indistinctly]
[Togo] That's it.
That's what "working" is to them.
-Togo. -[Togo] Mm-hmm?
I… I'm going to the doctor again tomorrow.
Sorry. I won't be able to come.
Okay, that's fine.
-I can cover for you. -Thanks, man.
-[Togo sighs] -[tense music playing]
[music fades out]
[driver sighs]
Could you help me with the door, kid?
[Mercedes] Mm-hmm.
[driver] Thanks.
[Mercedes] Go on.
Yup. Keep going.
Mm-hmm.
[sighs] Cheap old hag.
[sighs]
[car approaching]
[brakes screech]
[bass thumping on car stereo]
[boss smacks lips]
[exhales]
[sighs]
Morning.
[Togo] Good morning.
[boss] Take this.
Thanks.
I thought this block belonged to the… the…
the man with the… the… the… the wheelchair.
Nobody owns anything here.
To each his own.
That's true.
'Cause what's yours… is yours.
But business can be more… we could say… a little more fruitful
if you get yourself a side gig.
I'm happy with what I've got.
I don't need a side gig.
Look, progress doesn't stop, okay?
It would help you to hop on this train with me.
[engine revving]
[tires squeal]
All good?
It's all good.
Could you please do me a favor?
What do you need?
[Togo] Can you charge this for me?
SECURITY
No problem.
[Togo] Thanks.
[salsa music playing]
[music continues over speakers]
[driver] Thank you.
[Togo] Thank you.
My family is super shitty, by the way.
No family is ever normal.
Then we'd be better off without one.
[Togo] That's not true.
We all belong to someone. Belong somewhere.
To something.
This is for you.
-[Togo] Thanks. -[woman sighs] No worries.
We can't simply not have a family.
Even if we never see them.
Family's always there.
Here. Here.
Do you have a family?
There. Eat something.
[indistinct chatter]
[distant drumming]
[drumming grows louder]
[woman exclaims]
[group cheering and exclaiming]
[distant cumbia music playing]
[Rivero chewing loudly]
Get out. This isn't your street.
What? Is it yours?
This is a street. Doesn't belong to anyone.
Yeah, it's ours. 'Cause we are the ones watching over it.
[Rivero exhales]
Listen. Why don't you shut the fuck up, go back to your home, little rich girl?
Stop playin' tough. You might get hurt. Shit gets rough.
And who's gonna hurt me? You?
[Rivero inhales sharply]
Oh man. I could do so many terrible things to you.
-Should I show you? -[neighbors laughing]
You better start workin' for us, or you'll see what we can do to you.
Tell your boss too. Last chance.
[neighbors speaking indistinctly]
[Mercedes sighs]
[exhales deeply]
Are you okay?
[Mercedes] Yeah, yeah.
-[gentle breeze blowing] -[cumbia music fades out]
[yawns]
[sniffs]
Hmm.
[flies buzzing]
[Togo grunts softly]
[security guard] Guys, good morning. How are you?
-Good. -Yeah? And you?
[trucker] We got a good load today.
-Togo. Good morning. -[trucker] It's all there, right?
Good morning.
I'll need a double breakfast today, if that's okay.
Okay. Miguel, hold on.
So… already got a girlfriend? [chuckles]
Turned out to be an easy one.
-Yeah? -She's called Mercedes.
My business partner.
Well… she works with me.
She's not my girlfriend at all.
She's only a kid.
[security guard] Hey. Maybe one day, she's a little tipsy…
Who knows?
Thank you for the breakfast.
Oh. Where's Milton?
I don't know.
I haven't seen him yet today.
Ah.
Uh, I forgot to give it back the other day.
It's charged.
-Thanks a lot. -Yup.
[drink pouring]
[Milton] It's hurting more than usual.
Doctor says I can't use any strength.
But with my pension and the help of my neighbors,
I can survive.
Take this.
I worked your block today.
It's not much.
It's a Saturday.
[sighs] Thanks, man.
[exhales]
-[tense music playing] -Hey! What are you doing?
What's that on your arm?
It's nothing… I just… I just fell over yesterday.
A neighbor heard it and helped me.
I must've been shouting for two hours. [sighs]
[takes a deep breath] Because of all that, Togo, I can't keep working.
[boy] You too?
[Togo] Me too what?
[boy] Did you come here to beat up Milton too?
-[suspenseful music playing] -[Togo] No.
I'm friends with Milton.
You have to tell everyone that Milton is friends with Togo.
[woman] Johnny?
Come inside!
C'mon!
-[music fades] -[Johnny sighs]
[woman] Come on. Come here.
BEDROOM WITH BATHROOM FOR RENT
[somber music playing]
-[somber music fades] -[Bartolo] Go!
Go ahead. C'mon. Back it up. Go ahead.
C'mon. Back it up. Back it up.
-Go ahead. Go. C'mon, c'mon, c'mon. -Yeah. Over… Over here. Stop.
-All right. Yeah. Thanks for that. -Go, just… just go.
-There -[Bartolo] All right. Good afternoon.
[Rivero] There, bro. Right there.
[Togo breathing shakily]
[grunts]
Go keep watch on the block.
Hey, what's wrong, pops?
You gotta respect your youngers too, don't ya?
Yeah.
[Togo grunts]
So? You thought about it?
[tense music playing]
Thought about what?
Didn't your employee tell you? I gave you your last warning.
So you better start listening.
Fuck off to your block. Stop breaking our balls, old man.
[suspenseful music playing]
-[Togo grunts] -[Bartolo] Oh no!
What's wrong with you old man? Hey!
[grunting]
-[Togo] Look. -[spits]
-[Togo] This block… is not yours. -[groaning]
The man in the wheelchair owns it.
And if he's out, then I'll be here.
You're playing with fire, old man.
You should be afraid. You and the kid that's with you.
You're the one who should be afraid.
[laughs] You won't get away with this shit.
You won't get away with this.
[gun clatters]
-[Rivero grunts] -Get outta here, now.
Get outta here!
[music fades out]
[birds chirping]
[Togo] Not tonight.
Not what?
[Togo] You can't stay here tonight.
[Mercedes sighs]
They're coming back, right?
I'm not worried about those guys.
I can help you.
[Togo grunts]
Take this.
This is for you.
[lighter clicks]
-[somber music playing] -[Mercedes breathing shakily]
[mother] This is serious.
Did I say it wasn't?
[mother sighs]
[father] You have to go back to therapy too.
Leave me alone.
I'm tired. I want to sleep.
Leave me alone! [grunts]
Come on! Leave!
-[door closes] -[Mercedes sighs]
[whimpers]
[crickets chirping]
[car door closes]
[suspenseful music playing]
[music playing over headphones]
[tense, rhythmic music playing]
Did I really have to come see you myself, old man?
Why are you so stubborn, huh? Tell me.
Things aren't going well.
Don't you see that my men need to work to feed their families?
They aren't causing any real harm.
My boss tried to be nice and talk to you first.
Chat with you? Hmm?
[clicks tongue] This whole damn block could still stay yours.
It's clean enough. It's got friendly neighbors.
'Cause my boss chose to make an exception.
'Cause he respects those who demand respect.
"I'm gonna let him keep his block," he told me.
"But he better not mess with my people anymore."
Give the block back to Milton.
To the cripple?
Maybe you're not getting it, old man.
You're not the boss here.
Good evening, guys.
Everything all right?
It's all right.
Friend of yours?
We're just getting to know each other.
Right?
[scoffs] Sure.
Okay, we're just gonna smoke a joint over there before going to bed.
Just let us know if you need anything.
We'll have to have another talk soon.
We've already given you leeway.
But you're pushing your luck.
Same goes to you.
[crickets chirping]
[Mercedes groans] For fuck's sake!
[sighs]
[inhales sharply, grunts]
[birds chirping]
[Mercedes inhales sharply]
[grunts]
I have nowhere to sleep.
-Well, yes, you do. -Sure, but I don't wanna go back there.
You can't sleep here anymore.
So it's that or nothin'.
Now go clean up.
And get yourself together.
We have cars coming, and we need to wash them.
And we have to guide those who are leaving to go to work.
Go ahead. You can work Milton's block today.
I'll stay here and work this block.
[tense music playing]
You shouldn't come back for a few days.
Oh God. That same thing again?
[Togo] No, it's not the same. This is worse.
Yeah, but if it's because of those stupid fuckers,
we can go to the police, and--
I told you already. The police don't care to do anything.
Do you care about me?
I do.
Of course. I'm grateful.
Then do this one thing I ask of you.
Don't come here for a couple of days.
Okay.
Be careful, all right?
I think they're the ones who should be careful. [laughs]
[boss laughing]
-[indistinct chatter] -[upbeat music playing on radio]
Man, so you telling me that old… cripple beat the shit out of these guys?
[laughs]
No…
[sighs]
Get him out of our way.
If he doesn't want in, then that means he's out.
We need that block to own the whole neighborhood.
Yago, we're gaining ground now.
And we can start dealing in other areas too, y'know.
Or just take over.
Look, that old bastard won't stop being a fucking pain in the ass.
[boss sighs]
What a damn idiot.
Take him out.
And soon.
[ominous music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
-[music fades out] -[crickets chirping]
[motorcycle engine approaching]
[suspenseful music continues]
[gunshots firing]
[glass shatters]
-[music fades] -So, Jorge Da Silva.
I see that you were born in Uruguay, and your document of identification…
your document identification number is 1 333 379-9.
You have no address, nothing in your name, and from what it says here,
claims to have witnessed absolutely nothing.
"He claims he doesn't know who set all his belongings on fire,
except for some objects, which he claims to be the following."
"An MP3 player, a respective charger for said device,
and attached to it, a pair of headphones
he allegedly managed to save from the arson."
Mm.
"And he states the following."
"He didn't hear any shots,
he didn't see anything strange, and he couldn't identify
any suspicious individuals or suspicious vehicles."
"And he classifies the event as a fortuitous event,
having probably been a kind of domestic accident
that he might have even caused himself, without ever realizing it."
That sound good to you?
You could say so, yes.
[clears throat] The neighbors say they heard shots
and a motorcycle first, and then they saw the fire.
Sure.
Well, people talk… and contradict each other.
It happens.
I live there and saw nothing.
Jorge, are you scared?
I asked if you're scared.
Of what?
Of reporting it.
It was the neighbors that reported it.
And you brought me here because I live there.
Where do I sign?
I have to go back to my work.
Good morning.
[Togo] Good morning.
[Yena] They told me I can leave.
I don't know if with a chaperone or alone.
They didn't tell me anything other than that.
But I'm sure it's easier if you come pick me up.
I'm very happy for you.
[takes a deep breath] Why did you come here today?
[Togo] Because I miss you.
I miss spending more time with you.
I don't want us to live on the streets anymore.
Me neither, dear.
I brought something for you.
-What? -No, wait. It's a surprise.
So you're gonna have to close your eyes.
Ah…
Close your eyes.
[gentle music playing]
[chuckles] Awesome.
[giggles]
[Togo] Is it true?
Yes, it is true.
And it was Yena who did all the work.
You have a very brave daughter.
Very brave.
Are these the pills Yena takes?
Hmm, no.
What Yena takes comes from the same lab, however.
That's why it looks similar.
But this is prescribed for severe depression.
Were you prescribed these pills?
No. It's a friend of mine's.
-[counselor] Mm. -That's why I wanted to know.
This should only be given out by a psychiatrist, sir.
You can't just quit taking this medication on your own.
-Thank you very much. -[counselor] Mm.
-Oh, wait a minute, sir. -[Togo] Hmm?
[sighs] Do you know this man here?
-[tense music playing] -[counselor] He came by the other day.
He told me he was her cousin and wanted to visit her.
But I didn't buy it, so I didn't let him in.
You were right.
[counselor] Mm.
Thank you so much.
[counselor] Mm.
[tense music fades]
No, thanks, Togo. I don't want any trouble.
[Togo] I've been working your block.
And this is half.
[clicks tongue] Appreciate it.
Now tell me the truth.
[Milton sighs]
They told me I had to sell cocaine if I want to stay.
If I wanted to keep my spot.
I said no.
They told me to leave.
Again, I said no.
One night, they came over here, and… they beat me up.
And they told me the next time they come, they'd kill me.
I think you better make a deal with them.
Or just find a different block to work on.
But don't fight them.
And why not?
Because they are dangerous.
[Togo] They're stupid. There are a lot of dumbasses like them.
Wanna know the only weapon they have against the two of us, Milton?
Fear.
It's hard to escape fear.
But you have to do it.
I'm gonna ask you a favor.
Leave for a few days.
Go far.
Go find a shelter.
[ominous music playing]
To do what?
-To wait there. -[music fades]
[man 1] Well, well, well. If it isn't the most mysterious man.
[men speaking indistinctly]
-[man 2] See you, bro. -[security guard] All right. See you.
Where's Togo?
Why don't you stop being a pain in the ass and go home?
-[grunts] -Tell me where he is.
Where does Milton live?
[security guard sighs]
Let me be clear.
You should just go home.
Stop pretending like you're some lowlife.
You're the lowlife, asshole.
-Asshole! -[security guard grunts]
[ominous music playing]
Your friend pulled off a nice magic trick the other night on us.
Like the Great Mandrake.
Only he didn't come back.
Looks like he got the message,
and he might be visiting… some grandkid he hasn't seen in a while.
What magic trick are you talking about?
[Rivero] Aren't you looking for a job? We could use a girl around here.
Sometimes women are scared to buy
because it's all dudes around here, but you know…
She could bring us some new clients, right?
-[chuckles] -You can shove your job up your ass.
Where is Togo?
[Rivero] Didn't he tell you?
Well, he's been playin' dead on us.
[inhales sharply] Some of the guys say he'll come back,
but the old man can't be that stupid.
[Bartolo] The way he took off on you? Fucking coward.
Watch your fucking mouth, you scumbag!
-[Bartolo grunts] -[Mercedes screams, crying]
[gasping for air]
-Yeah? -[Mercedes yelping]
[low, tense music playing]
[Bartolo exhales]
[Rivero] This is our territory now.
[music fades]
[Mercedes sobbing]
[footsteps approaching]
[woman] My poor child.
You're getting better.
Aren't you?
Careful.
Good girl.
Good. Drink, baby.
[Mercedes sighs]
Good, like that, easy.
Very good.
[distant drumming]
Come with me. I'm gonna take you back to your home now.
-[music stops] -[crickets chirping]
[Mercedes] This is it.
Do you take pills for depression?
Why do you ask that?
[Togo] Do you?
No.
But you should take them.
[Mercedes] That's what my parents and doctor say.
They think that if I take pills, I will, I dunno,
go to school or make friends.
Whatever.
I have a daughter.
She is in rehab and takes medication.
When her mom… left us,
she started hanging out with people she shouldn't have been around.
I didn't look after her.
Why didn't you?
[Togo] I was more preoccupied with my sadness than hers.
She started by getting drunk.
[sighs] But I couldn't stop her, because I was doin' the same thing.
Then one day, she disappeared.
And after several weeks missing, she came back.
But the life in her was gone.
[sniffles] She was doing more than just drinking now.
That's why I don't want you to go down the same path.
I know I'm not your father.
But still, I don't want to fail you.
I couldn't bear something like that happening to you.
So please, go home now.
And stay there.
And do what?
Wait for the news.
-I don't want to hear bad news. -[Togo] Then be patient.
The good news will come.
[Mercedes sighs, sniffles]
My… parents are old.
They had me very late, and… I just feel like they're
so old, sad, like… they're close to death.
I feel like they're grandparents who don't know how to look after me.
They care too much about me or not at all.
And I feel old.
But you're not old.
-[calming music playing] -[Mercedes sighs]
[Togo sighs]
[somber music fades]
[suspenseful music playing]
The old man's gonna come back. I know he is.
No, he's not.
It's been three fuckin' days. Cut the bullshit, Bartolo.
[lighter clicks]
[inhales sharply]
[coughing]
[whistles]
[dealer 1 farts loudly]
[Bartolo] The old man is gonna come back. Things will get ugly.
-I'm tellin' you, man. -He'd be crazy, then.
[laughs] Well, he is.
Go over there. Quit bustin' my balls. C'mon. Start rounding up the guys.
[dealer 1 exhales shakily]
-[farting] -[dealer 2] What are you doin', idiot?
Don't smoke it all.
[Bartolo exhales]
[farts, groans]
[exhales, grunts]
[Bartolo] What are you idiots doin'?
Hey. What? Are you fuckin' or what?
-[dealer 2 groans] -[Bartolo] Shit.
[Togo] Get the fuck outta here.
-[dealer 1 grunts] -[gun fires]
[tense music playing]
[gun cocks]
[electricity crackles]
[Bartolo gasps]
[thwacks]
[rustling]
[Rivero] Yo.
Bro.
[both grunting]
[rustling nearby]
-[gun fires] -[Rivero screams]
[yells] Son of a bitch!
-[Bartolo] You okay, bro? -You shot me in the foot!
-[grunting, sighs] -[Bartolo] Oh, shit.
[Rivero] Go find that old fucker! Go!
-[gun cocks] -[Rivero panting] Fuck.
[Bartolo] You asked for it, old man!
[gunshots firing]
[gun clicking]
Dammit. Piece of shit.
-[panting] -[gun clicking]
-[Bartolo grunts] -[gun cocks]
[Bartolo breathing shakily]
-[thuds] -[Bartolo groans]
[gasping]
Son of a bitch.
Fuckin' geezer, you!
Shut up, or I'll make you eat shit again.
[Bartolo moaning]
[Togo] Tell me where your boss is, right now.
[groaning] You want my boss to fucking kill you?
Tell me, or I'll kill you.
You want me to kill you?
[screams in pain]
I'm gonna find him sooner or later.
It's up to you.
He's at City.
He's at that bar. It's on the beach of Punta Carretas.
[groaning and coughing]
[electronic music pulsing]
[indistinct chatter]
[woman laughs]
Looks nice, boss. They told me about it.
[both laughing]
You know how hard it is to eat pussy like that?
[all laugh]
What's left?
Not much.
The square at Rodó Park, the lighthouse, and the park by the supermarket.
Oh, and watch out because some guys are asking for more stuff to sell.
Hmm. Runnin' out fast, I see.
That's good.
Drop by Marta's and tell her to give you some more.
But don't go overboard.
And check that they're not getting high on the supply.
-Same old shit. -[all laugh]
They better stay in line.
[both laugh]
Now, why don't you finish up your beer and go on your way?
And you.
Come with me now.
[electronic music continues in distance]
[thwacks]
Raynold! Come here.
I'm gonna need to go inside for a while.
Raynold!
Give me the bag.
Give it to the guys so they can count it.
Fellas!
Go easy on the blow, or you'll end up dead.
Count those bills, and go eat something.
[worker] Yes, sir.
[Yago] Raynold!
Raynold!
-What happened, dipshit? -[tense drum music playing]
[both grunting]
[both groan]
[both panting]
What the hell's wrong with you, Grandpa?
Do you really want me to kill you?
[yelps, groans]
[Togo] Tell me where your boss is.
Or I'll keep punching your nose until all your blood goes to your head.
I know where your daughter is.
[both grunting]
[Togo] Tell me where he is right now.
Or my next punch will leave you brain-dead forever.
[snorts, grunts]
[exhales]
[inhales sharply]
[quietly] Yeah.
[ominous music playing]
[boss sighs] Man.
What's up, old man?
You're still alive, then?
Haven't the guys beaten you up enough?
Did they assume you were dead again?
[chuckles]
I need smarter people workin' for me.
Just leave that park alone.
And leave that block alone.
It's not that easy, is it?
If it was up to me, I'd give the block to you.
But do you know how that would make me look to the other neighborhoods?
I'd be a loser.
Who was defeated… by an old man.
I'd go broke in two days.
You already are a damn loser.
[both grunting]
[spits]
If there's a loser here,
it's you.
Since you seem to like playing maid for the rich people.
You look after their homes, clean their cars,
sweep their fucking shit on the sidewalk.
And I can see you're nothing but stubborn.
Look, old man.
My goal in life is to be happy. Not to suffer.
-[gun rattles] -[blade clicks]
Least of all, for others.
-[Togo grunts] -[boss screams]
[bones snap]
[boss groans, yelps]
[both panting]
[boss] My teeth!
[spits]
-[Togo grunts] -[gun splashes]
[Togo] Don't ever step foot in my territory again.
If I ever see you again…
I will kill you!
You or anyone who crosses me.
-[heroic music playing] -[Togo grunting]
[boss whines] My teeth!
[music fades out]
[birds chirping]
[gentle music playing]
How are you doing?
Is it all good?
[Mercedes] Fine.
And here?
Lots of work?
Normal.
And all your things?
-You moved out? -[Togo] Yes.
I actually live in a house now. A nice one. With my daughter.
[Mercedes sighs]
Thanks.
My parents are seeing a therapist.
They haven't been prescribed anything yet, but… who knows.
[Togo chuckles]
[Mercedes chuckles softly]
So then, what do your parents do?
If I tell you… you tell me? [chuckles]
Maybe.
[tense music playing]
[tense music fades]
THE END
[upbeat percussion music playing]
Subtitle translation by: Ana G. González Meade, Meredith Cannella
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