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BASED ON THE NOVEL ELENA KNOWS BY CLAUDIA PIÑEIRO
Next! Who's next? Get your snacks here.
ELENA KNOWS
Come on.
Come on, Mom. Help me out here.
Look, we're gonna miss our appointment. They're waiting for you.
I don't wanna go.
You're gonna like the results. You'll look pretty.
Mimí said she'll give you a head massage. I know you like those.
And after she dyes your hair, she'll give you a nice cream bath.
Do I really need all that, Rita?
I'm only bothered by my toenails.
And you can cut those.
Yeah, I can cut them, it's true.
It grosses me out a little, but I can cut them.
What I can't do is cut your hair, or dye it.
I hate the mess.
It took me two days to get all the stains out of the tiles.
Where did I put the pills?
Okay.
Let's go.
Okay.
One. Two. And…
What's wrong?
-What's wrong? -I don't know.
Isn't it working yet?
It's been 20 minutes since you took it.
Why do you care? Nobody's gonna see me.
Look at yourself! In the mirror.
Do you see what I see, Mom?
Mama, look in the mirror!
Do you have tissue paper?
Rita!
Shall we go?
-Let's go, Mom. -I got it.
Hey!
They drive like monkeys.
-Hey! Wait up! -You go home.
Yes. You're right. Uh-huh. Exactly!
Good.
See you later.
Hey, there!
-How are you, Rita? -Hi.
So pretty!
-I'll leave her with you. -Hello, dear.
Don't worry, we'll take good care of her.
You be good, okay.
See you soon.
Careful.
There, take that first chair.
Slowly. Slowly.
I'm gonna be a grandmother!
Oh, congratulations! When?
My daughter-in-law, in three months.
You know how she is.
Imagine when we turn into grandmas.
My daughter is 43.
And?
-She can't make anyone a grandma. -What are you saying, Elena?
Older people can have kids.
I saw on the news that a 65-year-old lady just had a child.
I'm 65 years old.
What are we doing for Elena?
-Mustache. -Okay.
Okay, grandma, if this is too hot, let me know.
Hey, Pame, didn't anyone come to pick up the old lady?
Guess not. Her daughter is supposed to come.
Oh. Let's go. Come on.
-Bye, Mimí! -Bye.
See you tomorrow.
Bye.
Bye, Mimí! See you tomorrow.
Bye-bye, my dear.
Rita, we're done with your mom.
Uh, are you close?
Let me know.
We're about to close.
-Hey sweetie. -Hi, baby.
-How are you? -Good. You?
-Good. -Mm. You're completely soaked!
-Yeah, it's pouring out there. -Aw.
-Yeah. -Can we drop off Elena?
-Yes, of course. -Okay. I'll get the lights.
Don't worry, Elena. Your daughter's probably just lost track of time. Come on.
SALON PABLO
Coming.
Good evening.
Is this the residence of Rita Alonso?
What happened? Where is she?
Is your husband here?
She's my daughter.
Are you alone?
You're gonna to have to come with us, okay?
Yes, sir. Earlier tonight.
It looks like it was a suicide.
Is she your daughter, ma'am?
Okay. Yes. I'll check with the doctor.
Rita Elena Alonso. Is she your daughter?
-Okay. -Yes.
We'll take care of it.
Thank you very much.
Doctor, the DA said that if you're sure, then there's no need.
Tell him I am. We'll declare death by asphyxiation.
Perfect. Thank you, doctor.
Excuse me, ma'am.
The coroner already has what he needs and can release the body without an autopsy.
Shall we call the funeral home for you?
Why no autopsy?
It's just to save you some paperwork. That's all.
My daughter's death is not paperwork.
It'll take a few days for them to release the body.
I want to know who did that to her.
-Where is she going to be? -Right here. Until we're through.
Do the autopsy.
VISITATION ROOM
MEMORIAL COMPANY FUNERAL HOME
Do you want me to put them under her hands, to show them off?
Her boyfriend sent them.
Why show them off if he spent so little?
Let me help, Elena. I want to get the hair out of your face.
She has to make an effort. Now that Elena is alone.
What's Elena going to do now? She doesn't have anyone.
-Be quiet. -Please, just leave me be.
-Take this, it'll help. -No thanks.
Oh, come on.
Elena, can I get you some water?
-No, thank you. -Yes, yes, I'll get you some.
Elena.
We're two blocks away. Call me if you need anything at all.
I can't believe what happened.
What happened? Do you know?
What could've been going through that girl's head
to do something like that?
Lots of people come to where you work.
And they gossip.
Will you keep your ears open?
Can you help me?
Elena, would you allow me to say a prayer for Rita?
I think Rita would like that.
Let us pray.
In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and the Holy Spirit, amen.
Lord, Holy Father, almighty and eternal God,
we commend to your loving arms the soul of your daughter, Rita.
And may all her sins be forgiven by you,
whose grace is infinite.
We pray for those who she left behind,
and especially for her mother, Elena.
They had to put her tongue back in her mouth.
-Can we go? -Like this.
-Have some respect. -She's prettier dead than alive.
Wasn't Rita Father Juan's girlfriend?
Yes, girl. She was.
Should we get going?
Mom!
Ma!
Mom!
No. I can do it myself.
-Give me that. -No, it's mine.
It's not for you. You have your own.
It's wet, though.
When I was your age, I used to run down this.
You're not my age anymore, Mom.
No, you're not your age either.
Elena, come in.
How'd your court date go?
They're all useless.
So what else is new?
What more proof do they need?
There were a dozen witnesses.
Everyone who was in the church, at Mass that day.
Someone had to have seen her.
It wasn't suicide.
Make a copy of it
And give it back to me. Don't lose it.
What are you doing?
This is the way we do it now. It's procedure.
Rita's calendar's going to be on your phone? Have some respect!
Elena, I told you this already.
We're unable to interrogate anyone if the case is closed.
Don't question 'em here, then.
Go down to the church, have a talk with the priest.
Do you really suspect Father Juan?
My daughter was dead in the bell tower while he gave Mass.
And he said nothing.
That's a cover-up.
The chair and the rope were in that church.
A person could find a chair almost anywhere they look.
He's the last one to see her.
No one is asking him anything.
Concealment and instigation.
-Should I press charges? -No.
No, Elena.
You relax, okay? And I'll do my best.
Why don't you, um, talk to friends of Rita's?
With her inner circle.
She didn't have any close friends.
Pablo Almada.
He said he was working at the time, and doesn't know anything.
What kind of a man doesn't know the whereabouts of his wife?
Well,
There must be someone else who knew your daughter.
Are you gonna copy this, or should I take it?
Leave it.
Elena!
Ah…
Pablo, I didn't recognize you.
New shoes?
My mom bought them for my birthday.
I deposited your retirement check into your bank account.
Who authorized you?
Just a favor. They let me do it because they know your situation.
What situation?
There's a form you can sign to make it automatic
so you won't have to worry about it.
And since when do you care about me being worried?
I've cared about you since I met you.
I should've stopped by your house but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
I just miss her so…
Missing her does nothing.
What am I supposed to do?
Whatever helps you sleep at night.
-Do you need me to take you anywhere? -No, I'm fine.
A plague of bullfinch beetles is threatening the province of Buenos Aires.
Although this species seems harmless,
its large numbers have had an impact on local biodiversity.
The small insects have caused irreparable damage to the state's gardens and park--
Come on! Blow out your candle, I'm gonna burn myself.
Wait.
I have to think of a wish.
You don't believe in all that stuff.
Hurry! Before I get burned!
Blow harder than that!
Even harder!
Much harder!
-There's the birthday girl! -Hey, Marga!
Come here, Marga.
Marga! Marga! Marga!
Now the birthday smack!
Come on. Come on. Get up!
Elena!
Elena, it's nice to see you again.
Hello.
I was just about to call you.
Why? Do you have information?
No, no.
The students made a memorial plaque,
and we're gonna have a ceremony and mount it next to Rita's roses.
Rita's roses?
She planted a rose bush next to the Virgin Mary. It's blooming now.
Your daughter had a green thumb.
At home, she never watered any plants.
Ah. It will probably only be a few teachers. Not a big deal.
But you might want to tell some of her friends
Or people she used to work with.
Isabel.
What's her last name?
Isabel Herrera.
That's right.
I remember. I think I heard she's a lawyer now, maybe.
-A lawyer? -Yes.
But don't you worry about all that.
I'll find out and get the phone number. The important thing is that you come.
Yes.
It will be next Wednesday.
At the beginning of the day.
-I can pick you up if you want. -No, thank you.
-Is that Zacotti's daughter? -What?
I'm gonna talk to her.
Elena, she's only a child. Don't do it.
She doesn't act like a child.
I hope you know, we truly loved Rita.
Okay, well, I have to go.
-We'll see you on Wednesday? -Yes.
Thank you.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
The freshman who got pregnant was brought here.
-Which one? -The one whose dad's in the army.
They say babies who are aborted cry in your head the rest of your life.
Rita! Don't just stand there. Come on.
Move.
One, two, three.
There's the guys. Let's go.
Uh… No, you go.
-No? Are you sure? -Yes, I'm sure.
Oh.
Why don't you go with your friends?
'Cause they're not my friends.
They like Isabel because she does their homework.
And because you do her homework,
you're top of the class and she's second.
Mom!
There's Father Juan.
It must be the donations. Can I go help him?
Don't spend too much time with that man.
He smiles too much to be a priest.
-Please, be nice. -I am nice.
Do you need any help?
Hi, Rita. Yes, yes, please.
It's so nice to see you.
Hello, Elena.
VIRGIN
DRY CLEANERS
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL! ISABEL, JULIETTA, AND GRANDPARENTS.
Get out!
Out!
Get out of here. Out of this house. Go on. Get out.
Out of here! Go on. Get outta here.
Keep out.
Oh, I love him! I want to keep him. Oh!
Again?
How many times have I told you cats aren't allowed in this house?
-Please, Mom. It's a baby. -It's a street cat.
They carry diseases. You know that.
We found it at my house.
It's not your house anymore. I told you not to go there.
-Please, Mom. I want to take care of it. -Give it to me.
Mom. Mom, I won't let him in the house. He'll sleep on the balcony.
Please, I promise he won't make a mess. I'll take care of him. Don't do this, Mom.
-Don't throw it out! -Don't you dare, Isabel.
Call your mother, tell her to pick you up. Or leave right now and take the train.
Mom, she's my friend. You said she could stay for the whole weekend.
She's not your friend.
She only comes here so she can fuck her boyfriend, don't you know?
That's not my daughter's.
I remember when she brought the jacket and the dress in.
It had a wine stain on it that we got out.
-Nope, you're wrong. -Impossible.
I'm not taking that.
What about this?
It was in the jacket pocket.
NURSING HOME FACILITY FOR THE ELDERLY.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
Ah, do you have another one?
Just use a little tape.
It's crooked.
My partner will finish tightening it, okay?
-Let's go. -Okay, let's get out of here.
What did they put up there now?
-They can't do that. -No, "Justice for Rita".
-We can't let them do that. -No. That woman.
You need to talk to… I don't know, someone at city council.
No, no. She can't do that.
No. And she's going. She's going. She thinks I didn't see her. No.
JUSTICE FOR RITA NOVEMBER 30TH
You have to do something, Father.
And you can see the expression lines begin to fade.
But over here in the grooves, you wanna use hyaluronic acid
to smooth it out a little bit, and then…
That'll last for a while but you probably…
-Okay. -I'll go.
Good morning, ma'am. How can I help you?
This exceeds the number of pills I'm allowed to give out.
It's no good. Have your doctor write a prescription for 30 pills.
I take four a day. Do I have to come back next week?
The thing is, we're unable to authorize more than one box
unless the prescription says it's for extended treatment.
But it says it right here, she gets two boxes.
Yes, it clearly says two boxes, but it doesn't specify extended treatment.
Parkinson's has no cure. It's not going away.
It's an extended treatment.
Wait a minute. I have two other prescriptions.
So you can authorize them for us.
No, no. I… I can't authorize two prescriptions. We can't do that.
But couldn't you make an exception?
Look at her.
You know what you need to do?
You need to ask the doctor to handwrite "extended treatment" on here.
He needs to put those words on the prescription.
You're gonna get a slap in the face if you don't stop tying us in red tape.
-I'm just trying to do my job, ma'am. -But you're only following orders, yeah?
If your boss gives you an idiotic order, and you obey it,
that makes you an idiot too.
And let me tell you something about idiocy.
There's no cure.
Not even if you put it in writing.
Ma'am, your prescription.
Ask your doctor to change it.
You can't stop me from going into the police station,
What if I get robbed?
You're pissing people off.
Putting banners up isn't the way to do things.
What else can I do?
My superiors don't like to be bullied.
I can do it, I can do it.
I want to help you. Don't be difficult.
They could've been from out of town.
Did you check at the hotel?
Help me with this.
What's this stranger's motive?
Just because they're not from here, doesn't mean my daughter didn't know them.
You're right.
If you can't question the Zacotti girl because she's a minor,
question the parents.
It's not her, Elena.
That girl…
She spray-painted my house with insults.
At school she drove Rita crazy.
She may be a minor…
but she's a menace.
A menace is not a killer.
You know? We'd all be dead if that were true.
I have to go back inside.
Inspector…
On that day, it was raining.
It was a terrible storm.
If you want to reopen the case, you need to get a lawyer, Elena.
How are you doing, Elena?
-Are you getting help? -I don't need any.
There are some good places.
Full insurance isn't a requirement.
If you present your disability certificate,
the government is required to cover it.
-Do you want to put me in a nursing home? -No, Mom.
Why don't you just sit down and listen?
Parkinson's can't be measured by blood count or any type of laboratory procedure.
It manifests differently in each patient.
From what I can tell,
it looks like your mother has a version of Parkinson's that's atypical.
We used to call it "plus".
A "plus"?
Yes.
"Plus" implying "more".
Yes.
There's more?
It looks like it.
Do you even understand what you're talking about?
Rita, the doctor's not to blame.
Well, nor am I.
Do you think it's possible to ask more of this woman?
You need to think about finding a caretaker
who can look after your mother when you're at school.
How many hours are you gone each day, Rita?
Eight. I work two shifts.
Well, the sooner you find someone to help, the better.
For both of you.
Geriatrics. Good afternoon.
Hello? Hello?
30, 23, 40!
"I missed the opportunity." What are your regrets?
If you could turn back time…
Ma'am!
Do you have any clothes you can donate?
Or anything you don't use?
Hello, ma'am?
Ma'am!
God bless you!
Blue, good weather.
Violet, unstable. Pink, rainy.
You should get one of these for Father Juan.
Does pink mean good weather?
It says on the bottom.
Let's see.
Unstable is cloudy.
And stormy is?
Pink.
Ah.
And does it, um, Is it supposed to… Does it have to go on a windowsill?
It doesn't matter.
Some people go to school for that, Rita.
Okay, I'll take it.
That looks really cool!
My feet are killing me.
-Ow! -What's the matter?
What happened?
Nothing. I've got something in my shoe.
Maybe we should get a taxi. My boots are hurting, too.
I told you your feet would hurt.
With feet like yours, you can't just go to any old store. So what now?
You'll probably end up giving them away to charity.
Let's make our way to that taxi stop. Come on. It's not too far.
Can't you walk any faster?
We're gonna get struck by lightning.
We should have taken a taxi.
I'm freezing.
It's so hard for you to make money, yet you keep spending it on junk.
What? It's not extravagant. It's just a knickknack.
I'm not going to put that in my house.
It's a gift. It's not for home.
Is it for your little friend the banker?
-Pablo is my boyfriend. -Ah!
She's got a boyfriend!
Oh, Rita, I'm just joking.
For Christ's sake. With that temper, no man'll want you.
Tomorrow the school's having a memorial for Rita, if you want to go.
Near her plant, I guess.
It starts at eight.
If it runs late, you won't make it to the bank.
Hmm.
I'll come get you.
The coffee set doesn't belong there.
It doesn't matter, Rita.
No. You need to put things back the way you found them.
Those go in the top cupboard.
Here.
In my house,
I'll keep all my china in plain sight.
On shelves like that, but without doors.
They'll collect dust and grease.
Pablo got a small piece of land. It was cheap, and it's near the house.
He was able to get a bank loan. Since he works there, it was easier for him.
Some people have been trying for years to get approved.
We'll build it little by little.
Two bedrooms,
a nice garden…
And your jacket?
Are you going to wear it on the train, or should I put it away for you?
Uh…
It's too hot.
If you ever have a house of your own, put things on the top shelf.
That should help straighten out your boyfriend's hunchback.
Stop calling him a hunchback.
-What are you worried about, Mom? -Be careful.
We're getting married in a civil ceremony and in a church.
Why do you want to get married?
He loves me and he's a good guy.
Well, if that man makes you happy…
Go home, Pablo.
We don't know each other.
-I don't wanna see you like this. -Let me help you, Elena.
I could use a lawyer.
Do you know of any?
No.
You can't live alone.
Yeah, right.
That's why my daughter was going to put me into a home.
To move in here with you.
No. It isn't so.
Rita would never do that.
What about this?
I don't know what to say, Elena.
Rita and I…
We broke up two weeks before she died.
Didn't she tell you?
She let me go.
She said…
Was there another man?
Another man?
No, she had you, Elena.
She never said anything to me about a nursing home.
I just wanted us to have our own place.
I found a small house three blocks away from here to be near you.
But she just didn't want to. Couldn't, really.
Santos.
Gutiérrez.
-Passano. -She's in the bathroom.
Okay, okay. Get to class.
Hurry, you're gonna be late again.
-Rizzo. -Present.
-Zacotti, late again. -No, no.
Please? Please?
I promise it's the last time. Please?
-Your parents'll have to come sign… -The teacher isn't here yet.
No, please? Please?
Go ahead.
And take off the jacket.
-This? -Yes.
Hey, you! Where are you going?
Aren't you cute?
Marquez, did you bring a note signed by your parents?
Do you remember me? Christina Amenta's my mom.
-You were her accountant. -Yes, I remember.
Mmm.
Don't you want a coffee?
Have you talked to Isabel Herrera?
-That's it. That's the one. -Ah.
Hm. Ah, the art book.
-It's the book for the grade 2B class. -It was her.
We looked for that everywhere and she had it. I told you that.
-Yeah, you did say that. -Hm.
Rita was so neat.
So organized.
She never lost anything.
IN MEMORY OF RITA ALONSO
Catch it at your chest. With both hands.
Above your head.
Very nice. Did you make it?
With a classmate who's not here today.
-Well, it's beautiful. -Thanks.
What is it? It looks like marzipan.
Cold porcelain.
Margarita is an angel.
She's always doing amazing things around the parish.
She's always there.
Ah! Well, I have second grade class now.
Excuse me.
Elena.
Thank you for coming, Elena.
You can take the shortcut through there.
I'll go bring the van around.
Margarita, take Elena.
Follow me.
Guys, concentrate!
Why do you let that Zacotti girl bully you?
I told the monitor.
If it happens again, pull her hair.
Make her scared of you.
But I might hurt her.
Doesn't she hurt you?
I've got to get going. Take care.
You take care.
Don't come here so much.
The church will delude you.
Come on, Mom.
I can do it. I can do it.
That's it.
Ready?
This humidity makes my hair look awful.
What you need is a grown-up haircut.
Does this man really need to go through such a hassle?
He's doing it for me, Mom.
-It's the same as before. -I like my version.
-All good. -Thank you.
Thank you. Bye now.
Yes, this number here, the one for the… the health insurance?
It looks like it's a different number than the one in her medical records
because the doctor wrote a one that looks like a seven.
I had to leave the one you can read properly with the health insurance, so…
They said it rained this morning.
I heard it last night.
At eleven.
-At eleven? -That's even better.
I like to sleep when it's raining.
Oh, please don't.
This is our third appointment. We're from upstate. Please.
Here you go.
Is that it?
Yes, that's it.
They always make it so complicated.
At the clinic, at the pharmacy… the health insurance.
I know, it's true.
They always want you to give up and stop asking.
But don't listen to them.
Thank you very much, Doctor.
-Come on, Mom. -Let me do it.
What happened?
They were good to us.
Ta-da! It isn't cold, though.
Ah! Get the ice bucket. We'll put it on ice.
-This one? -Yes.
-You're strong, you give it a try. -Let's see.
I think it's more technique than strength.
Are you okay?
-Ah! -Ooh, ooh, oops! I'm sorry.
-We did it! Yay! -Yes.
Cheers, Mom!
I've got the van, so just a little.
So…
To all my hard work.
We were very lucky.
-That doctor's a good man. -Mm.
Mom, you'll see, everything will be okay now.
It'll be much easier.
Mmm.
-Ahh. -Okay, then.
-Ah. -Apologies,
-Yes. -I hit you by mistake.
These little sandwiches, do you like them?
Yes.
I also brought hearts of palm. You like them, don't you?
You okay?
Why is she like this?
You did good Rita.
Mm.
Thanks.
Thank you. Thank you.
Mom!
Mom, help me!
Let me go!
Leave me alone! Let me go!
You'll regret this for the rest of your life.
I know what I have to do.
Where are you gonna go? Everyone who goes there regrets it.
Come on, sit down.
Mom, help me. She wanted to kill it. I found her just in time.
I don't want to have it.
You'll regret it your whole life.
-I'm not going to have it. -Give me one of your painkillers.
Here you go. Take this. Open your mouth.
-We have to take her home. -No. No, not to my house.
I promise, everything will be okay.
Come on.
Let's go.
Come on, Mom. Let's go!
Come on, Mom!
Why did you take it to the vet?
Because there's something going on with its back. I don't know.
-Like what? -Super easy.
-We don't know. -Oh, yeah?
But he's been like that for a month.
Poor Blacky.
-Hello. -Hello, Elena.
-Can I get a cigarette from you? -Sorry, I don't have any.
The boys might.
Here.
Light it.
Hey, should we get going?
-Yeah, let's go. -I'll get in trouble if I'm late.
Come on, stupid. You're gonna get expelled. Let's go.
I want to talk to you.
I gotta go to class.
Why did you write "virgin" on the wall of my house?
-It wasn't me. -My daughter would come home crying
every day because of the mean things you did to her.
-Let go of me. -Why Rita?
Let go, you crazy old hag!
-Why Rita? -Let go of me!
-You all right? What's wrong? -What happened?
Come. Come here. Get away from her.
Hey, granny!
Let's get to class.
-Are you okay? -All good?
I don't know what they told you, but that girl has problems.
Write her up.
We were able to convince her father not to file a report,
but for your own good, you need to stay away from the school.
Of course, it's because they're rich.
That's why you listen to them.
The DA and the police both agree, without a doubt,
that your case is closed, ma'am.
Elena, your daughter was not well.
Why don't you talk to Benegas?
-Benegas wasn't my daughter's doctor. -No?
Then why did he come to report the medication she was on?
What do you mean?
We can get you psychological care, if you need it.
I'm not crazy.
And my daughter was murdered!
The police told me that Rita came to see you.
Why? Was she sick, too? Did she have what I've got?
Come in, Elena.
Yes, Rita came here.
But she didn't come for her. She came for you.
She was very upset.
I prescribed her an antidepressant and
told her she needed to consult a therapist.
You prescribed antidepressants to my daughter?
Yes.
That's why I went to the police and gave a statement about her medication.
I thought it was relevant to the case.
But there's no way my daughter was depressed.
She woke up early every morning and went to work.
She worked two shifts.
She was as strong as an ox.
Come on.
Can't I choose?
I don't understand.
You know.
Your mother wants to live.
Your mother's going to live.
But I'm not talking about my mother.
If there's more…
I don't know if I want to.
Elena needs you right now,
just like when you were a child, you needed her.
You're going to have to get used to being your mother's mother.
Because the Elena we know
won't be here anymore.
She'll slowly turn back into almost a baby, in a way.
What are you saying, Doctor?
My mother could never be a baby.
A baby's body will eventually be standing…
figuring out how to walk,
eating on its own, and talking.
My mother isn't going to turn into a baby.
I don't know if I'm capable of becoming the mother you're asking me to be.
We’ll provide help, Rita. Don’t worry.
For who?
My mother or me?
Let's see.
Let's try this for you.
Half in the morning,
and then we can adjust the dose if necessary. Okay?
Elena.
Are you here to pray?
I didn't come here to pray.
I want to know what happened that day.
Juan! Juan! Come here! Come here, quick!
What happened? What's wrong?
-Come on, let's go. -What's the matter?
We saw a dead person in the bell tower. Come.
What do you mean a dead person in the bell tower?
-Come and see. -Okay, be careful.
-It's in the bell tower. -Come on!
Okay, calm down. There's no shouting in church.
Let's see.
Slow down. Slow down, you don't wanna fall.
Look, look. See? You didn't believe me.
She wasn't with me.
She was dead when I got there.
The rope had been left with some wooden planks that we used
the last time we cleaned the dome.
There are no secrets.
Other than the reasons Rita had.
Rita didn't go to church on rainy days.
What kept her away?
Don't you know?
She was scared of being hit by lightning.
Come on, Elena. You don't believe all that, do you?
-It was raining. -Stop with the rain.
It's a sin of pride to think you know all there is to know.
Why did you hide her?
The only thing we could do for Rita was pray for her.
I called the police, yeah.
It's true. I asked them to come after the seven o'clock Mass.
But after Mass, please. Yes. Yes.
Thank you. Yes.
For the people.
Good.
Okay, it's fine. It's fine.
Thank you.
You know what? Don't stay today.
Go with your parents.
Go on. Go.
You are the salt of the earth.
But if the salt loses its flavor,
how can it be made salty again?
There is not a thing that can be done,
except to discard it and trample it underfoot.
You are the light of the world.
Let your light shine unto others so that you may show them the way.
Share that light with everyone that surrounds you.
For there is nothing hidden that should not be revealed,
and nothing secret that should not be known.
So is the word of God.
What's wrong?
-Father, what was that? -I don't know.
She stopped coming to confession. At least with me.
You took advantage of her.
Don't offend me, Elena.
And don't offend the memory of your daughter.
I never fed her illusions.
You fed her a fantasy of eternal paradise in the afterworld.
Don't blame this on me.
For you to lose your daughter is very painful.
Especially in circumstances like this when things get all mixed up.
What's all mixed up?
Pain.
And anger.
Because as Christians we know that our body does not belong to us,
but to our Lord.
The church condemns the actions of men
when they take their own lives.
Euthanasia, abortion, suicide.
I understand you, Elena.
What do you understand?
Don't you have someone to shine your shoes?
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TIPS FOR BETTER LIVING WITH PARKINSON'S PATIENTS AND CAREGIVERS
Come on, Mom!
Let's go!
…arriving at Plaza Constitución station.
Attention passengers, express service to Córdoba will be delayed 15 minutes.
There you go.
Hang on a second. What's your name?
I'm okay.
Are you alone?
Would you help me? I want a taxi.
Don't take a taxi. Wait for the ambulance.
Okay, hang on. Wait, I'll help you up.
There you go. Up, up.
Are you okay?
Wait, I'll get your umbrella.
Okay.
-Let go. -Yeah, yeah. I'm letting go.
This lady needs to sit in the front because she's feeling a bit dizzy.
Okay.
-Thank you. -No problem.
Take care of yourself.
Nueve de Julio, Libertador, Figueroa Alcorta, Planetarium.
We'll be there soon.
I don't want to.
It's gonna be okay. I promise.
You gonna be all right?
-Do you need help? You want me to stop? -No.
I'm fine.
Isabel.
I'm Rita's mom. Elena. Hi.
Elena?
-Can you open the gate? -Yes.
-Later. -See you.
Why are you here?
I couldn't get your phone number.
I didn't know if I was going to find you.
It scared me.
-Did I break it? -No, no.
How old is your daughter now?
Julieta is 25.
Oh.
Why are you here, Elena?
To settle a debt with you.
What do you mean, "debt"?
You don't owe me anything.
No.
You owe the debt to Rita.
-She saved you. -What do you mean?
I don't like to go around making demands, but…
You're young.
And me with this body… I can't.
You are pretty and you are a lawyer. They will listen to you.
I practice family law, not criminal.
-But you could do it for Rita. -No, I can't.
Don't you think you owe her?
Thanks to Rita you had a daughter.
You made a family.
-I didn't want to be a mother. -But…
The moment you saw her face,
-when she said "Mommy…" -She calls me Isabel.
Do you remember what she did to me?
Rita took me out of the doctor's office. I wanted an abortion.
You filled me up with painkillers, put me on a train, and sent me here.
Yes, here. To your parents' house.
Yes, but you knew they wouldn't let me.
Rita knew it as well.
If you regretted it so much, how come you sent us all those photos?
I didn't send you those photos.
My mother took them on New Year's Eve and sent them to everyone.
Julieta was raised by my parents.
Sure, I love her, but not like a daughter.
No, no, no, no.
I have to wait for the pills to kick in.
You didn't come here to hire a lawyer.
You came here looking for comfort.
What do you wanna hear?
That Rita didn't do it?
That she'd never have left you like this, so sick and alone?
It was raining that day, god damn it!
Rita was terrified of storms.
She'd never have gone outside.
She would've stayed inside.
She wouldn't have gone to church.
Something must have scared her more than rain.
What do you mean by that?
That Rita killed herself so she wouldn't have to take care of me?
I wasn't a bad mother.
I was always there for her.
You did what you could.
I want to live.
Despite this body.
Without Rita.
He likes you.
You want tea?
Yes.
And you?
What?
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