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- Leave me alone, damn it. - Are you lame or what?
I don't like to look at the fucking stars, okay?
And last year was the Year of the Dragon.
What dragon!
Don't confuse her! Maite, that stuff is Chinese.
Look, Neptune is in Sagittarius and Uranus is
- in Scorpio. - What are you saying?
And if you add to that the Year of the Dragon...
You've got the whole zoo, shut the fuck up already!
Damn, you guys are clueless.
I'm peeing myself!
Please, take that joint away from her, it's not sitting well.
Me too, but I don't think I should get up right now.
She's peeing herself!
- What? - Bego's peeing herself.
- Shut up, what are you saying? - You're so gross.
It's a unique planetary moment, I swear!
Give me a fucking break.
Franco will come back to life and come after our asses.
Imagine he comes back to life.
"Spaniards, I have come back from the dead to restore order."
- Bea, leaving already? - Yeah, the kid's going to bed.
What time is it?
No idea.
Bye, Bea! Bye!
- Bye! - Au revoir!
Six o'clock, don't forget!
You look a little out of it!
IN THE COMPANY OF WOMEN
ERRENTERIA, BASQUE COUNTRY 1977
Where did you sleep?
- Did you sleep? - Yes, I slept, Mom.
Come on.
Don't they ever clean anything?
Come on!
You can't call to say you're not sleeping at home?
I forgot.
- Yeah, sure. - And then it was too late.
Drink your coffee and start with the rooms upstairs.
I'll introduce you to Sagrario after, she's having breakfast.
What was that, ghosts?
Don't disturb her granddaughter, she has to study.
Fucking hell.
It's going to spill and we're screwed.
Fuck.
- Drive slowly. Slowly. - Girls.
Eight o'clock sharp, yes, sir. Like clockwork.
Yeah?
Juan Mari!
Bastard son of a bitch!
Stop! Are you crazy or what?
Fucking bitch! I'll kick your ass, fool!
You'll kick my ass? I'll kick yours!
- Bitch! - Bea! Bea, let's go!
What the fuck are you doing? I'll kill you, you bitch!
- Let me go, you bastard! - Let her go!
Juan Mari, you rapist! Leave women alone!
Get away!
- Get away! - Damn it, come on, Bea!
Let's go!
- Piluca, go! - Damn!
- Go, Piluca! - Go, go, go!
Drive, damn it!
Fucking bitches! You'll pay for this, you whores!
Holy shit, what a rush!
"You'll pay for this!"
"Whores!"
- Hello. - Hello.
Hi...
GOOD GIRLS GO TO HEAVEN, BAD GIRLS GO EVERYWHERE
That won't come out.
Damn, they were new.
Oh, poor thing!
You've got balls, huh?
Why?
Did you get that temper from your dad or mom?
What temper?
Open up.
Sew them on some shitty jeans
and they'll look like fucking top brand.
Don't tell the others.
I get them from France and they're rare.
A welcome present.
You don't believe me?
You can tell they're real.
They get them from the factory.
Hey!
- Very nice letters, Piluca! - Aren't they?
We'll put them up tomorrow night.
I can't tomorrow night, find someone else.
Damn Fittipaldi.
- Then let me use your car. - You?
- What? - No way.
So he won't bother the neighbors if he wants to play.
Your allowance is on the table.
You must be tired.
That's when he parked his car
and removed his apparel from the trunk...
When he sees he can play without disturbing the neighbors,
the poor thing won't believe it.
There are various theories,
given that his police escort, the Civil Guard...
That goes in her granddaughter's room.
Mom.
What are you looking at?
Nothing.
Hello?
PRELUDES AND FUGUES J.S. BACH
Family photo.
Got any smokes?
Light?
What's your name?
Bea.
Amnesty for everyone!
Feli, can you bring me some coffee?
- Feli! - I'll bring it!
Amnesty for everyone!
If life separated us, it was an accident.
What will you do? Where will you go?
Nobody loves you now.
What will you do? Where will you go?
But I think it's better to forget,
get back together and start over.
Nobody loves you now.
Sweetie, open the door!
What will you do? Where will you go?
- Hi, Auntie. - Hi.
Come in.
Is your mom here?
I need to see her.
Belén, what's wrong?
Are you okay?
Rafa, I have to go. Talk to your daughter.
Come here.
Sweetie.
- Hi, Dad. - What's wrong?
Who's there?
- Aunt Belén. - Why is she there?
How should I know?
Don't get mad, what a temper.
So what's new?
What do you want me to say?
Your mom said you're working with her, right?
She's very proud of you.
- Bea, can you hear me? - Yes.
How's the group? Still making trouble?
We're fine.
Be careful what you do.
Look who's talking.
I can't wait to see you, sweetie.
My time is almost up.
This fucking amnesty should have been for everyone.
She's preparing the storeroom for when you get out.
I'll find a way.
For me you two will always come first.
Everything will be the same.
Sure, the same.
When are you coming to see me?
Soon. Goodbye, Dad.
I'm sorry, Feli. I didn't know where to go.
- Does he know? - No.
He's in the village with the girls.
Go on, lie down. It's okay.
You're bleeding a lot.
Leave it.
- What a mess. - It's okay.
- I feel bad. - Don't worry.
Sweetie, go away, please.
Was she listening?
No, she didn't hear anything. It's okay.
Lie down.
Do you want some hot soup? You'll feel better.
Come on, it's okay. There.
It's okay, she's gone.
What's wrong with her?
Nothing.
Bullshit.
She doesn't feel well.
And the blood?
Mom, I know what's wrong with her.
I gave her a couple painkillers.
She'll definitely sleep all night.
Is she really bad?
We'll know tomorrow.
Nobody can know about this. Did you hear me?
Yes.
Tomorrow you'll go to Sagrario's. I don't want to leave her alone.
- Mom. - What?
I know people who can help her.
It's a group of women who understand this stuff.
What stuff?
Abortions.
I've seen those pamphlets and the propaganda you're making.
So what?
I don't know why you don't tell me things.
I bet you tell your father everything.
Why do you two always put me in the middle?
Have her tell me what to give her and leave. I'll handle the rest.
- Okay. - She's ashamed.
Ashamed?
- Her life is at stake! - Lower your voice, she'll hear you.
You don't understand.
- Hi, Toto. - Hi.
Can I come in?
Hello.
- You're a nurse? - Yes, ma'am.
Come in.
Hello, Belén.
I'm Arantxa Totorica, but people call me Toto.
She's the nurse.
Are you a friend of Bea's?
Yes, we're friends.
- How do you feel? - Go on, sweetie, you'll be late.
Did you sleep okay last night?
As much as I could.
You have a slight fever.
National Radio listeners...
Bea!
- Know where the guestroom is? - Yes.
You need to clean it and change the sheets.
We have to buy food,
clean everything... Without your mother...
She'll come tomorrow, right?
- I think so. - How strange.
She never misses.
Go up and see if Miren needs anything.
And turn off the radio.
...of Christ as Messiah, as light,
as truth, as savior.
Isaiah spoke of the Messiah as the Light of Nations...
Hello?
Do you need anything?
A gin and tonic!
Lord, have pity.
Christ, have pity.
Lord, have pity.
And God in heaven and peace to all men who love the Lord.
Hi.
What is this?
A gin and tonic.
Brought by the Virgin Mary in person.
- My grandma isn't here? - No.
And my mother isn't either.
- So I have double work today. - No, don't go.
Don't go.
Do you want some?
No.
Have you got a cigarette?
You don't have money to buy your own?
My grandma doesn't want me to smoke.
Right.
Why didn't your mother come? Is she sick?
A little.
- Is that a joint? - Yes.
To make you feel better.
You've got everything.
Until I get angry.
I'll buy cigarettes.
Is that your mom in the photo?
She hurt herself.
And your father?
He died.
Do you like the Beatles?
- I like rock. - Of course.
- Why are you leaving? - I have to clean.
Don't go, Bea. Stay...
Do you like this one?
It's not rock, but...
I know a few more.
- I'll get in trouble. - Hi, I'm home!
Bea.
Bea!
Let's go to the fair.
The fair?
It's the local festival, right?
Let's go. Please.
Yeah, okay.
How is Miren?
Fine, she looks better.
Ask your mom if she hemmed
the skirt.
I want it for tomorrow.
Okay.
You didn't turn off the radio.
I told you to turn it off.
That was Spanish Mass,
offered in our studios by Father Llamazares,
Capuchin.
This religious service is on the National Radio antenna network...
Hello.
How did it go?
Fucking awesome.
Don't talk to me like that.
How is she?
The same.
Did you give her Toto's antibiotics?
Yes, but her fever won't come down.
Then we should call a doctor.
Doctors want nothing to do with abortions.
If it's bad she should go to a hospital.
She doesn't want her husband or kids or anyone else to know.
Convince her, Mom!
- I can't force her. - God will be angry.
- Shut up, Bea. - Or her fucking husband.
You have no idea what it's like to go through this.
But you do, right?
Come on, you're making me warm.
She used a sewing needle on herself
to burst the bag, and she tried several times,
and she ripped the bag to shit.
With a sewing needle?
And a coat hanger. And with parsley.
And adding water to drown the fetus. Barbaric, Bea.
Is she in bad shape?
She has a huge infection. If it goes on, she'll have to go to the hospital.
I know a doctor who might be cool, but...
- What if he isn't? - Then we'll take her wherever.
Okay, pick it up. Carefully, eh? We know you.
- Let's see... - Okay.
Okay, now we cut it in four pieces and hang each one from a window.
Okay.
It's going to look fucking awesome!
FREE ABORTION
- I'm not so sure... - "I'm not so sure..."
Manolo, Manolo! You'll be making dinner solo!
Mari Carmen doesn't want to sew!
Mari Carmen doesn't want to embroider!
Mari Carmen doesn't want to sweep!
Mari Carmen doesn't want to iron!
They want us to be terrified.
And to stay quiet and raise kids like rabbits.
Maybe we should stop making trouble and take a break.
People need to know what's happening.
Ten girls in jail. 14 years old.
And nobody says a word.
What if they put us all in jail?
Fuck, Begoña! What's your problem today?
We're going to get in a lot of trouble.
Oh, God. Then we shouldn't have called him.
- Isn't he your friend? - Kepa is on the level.
He's been involved in more union stuff than either of us.
He's here because he wants to be.
We need to fucking do something for once.
If anyone's not sure, don't come along.
Don't give me lessons, Asun.
Hello.
Is this where you get people in trouble?
- Hey! 15 minutes late. - I even get chewed out...
- What are you drinking? - A short one.
- Coming right up, make it two! - Three!
Four!
- Five. - Okay, six.
Come on, girl!
Drunks!
It's just a little wine.
- Are you okay, Auntie? - Yes.
Would you like a glass of milk?
- No, don't worry, sweetie. - Yes.
I'll bring you one.
Okay.
Does it hurt?
A little.
If he finds out what I've done...
Who?
I hope
- God forgives me. - I'm sure he does.
I'm sure I'll be better tomorrow.
I'm putting your mom through hell.
Why don't you get it looked at?
No.
He always wanted to have boys.
But only girls come out of me.
Stop thinking about him. Damn it, worry about yourself.
You're so grown up already...
And you look so much like Ainara.
Do you remember her?
You were little, you don't even know her.
You look pretty with that haircut.
I cut it myself.
You want to be a hairdresser?
What I want is to play the guitar.
Like your father.
Do you know how to play?
Very badly.
Play me something.
- No way. - Yes.
- Come on. - No.
Softly.
So your mom won't hear.
You know this one.
Let's see.
I don't remember what happened
to our love.
All I know is that little by little it came to an end.
If life separated us, it was an accident.
What will you do? Where will you go like this?
Nobody loves you now.
What will you do?
I support all of this.
I think it's unfair to judge these girls...
Have you read the news about the trial in Bilbao?
No.
The eleven women on trial?
No, I don't read the papers. It's all lies.
How can they kill a baby?
It's murder. Murder and nothing more.
I don't think I could ever...
I have 6 children and 17 grandchildren.
- Abortion is a crime. - It certainly is.
Rich people who go to London for abortions should pay too.
We all know about it.
There are over 300,000 abortions here in Spain every year.
What madness. But a lot of people can't do it.
And it's better than seeing starving kids in the streets.
Now people who can will go to London.
And those who can't have to bite the bullet.
Screw them, the scum.
The trial has been suspended until the protests calm down.
But the abortion trials continue and it still remains a crime.
Damn!
You want the prize without hitting anything.
All the work for me.
- How do you do it? - It's easy.
I pretend it's someone in my family.
I'm joking. My dad taught me.
When do they get here?
- Who? - Your parents.
He's not my dad, he's my stepfather.
They're coming tomorrow, right?
I don't want to see them.
Here.
Your mother neither?
In my family the mothers have never loved their daughters.
And you?
- Do you have a boyfriend? - What a stupid
- question. - Do you or not?
No.
And you?
No.
Let's go!
- Want some? - No.
- Bea. - No.
- Bea... - No.
- Yes.
Leave me alone! Stop!
I said no! Leave me alone.
- What's wrong? - Stop, damn it!
Miren, no.
Miren, damn it! No!
Fuck, Miren, stop. Stop.
Stop.
Come on, get in.
Yeah, quickly.
What are we doing later?
Later? When?
After. You don't want to do anything?
Okay.
Can I sleep over at your place?
At my place?
You don't want me to?
It's not that.
You can't.
- I don't want to go home. - What?
I don't want to go home.
There's no room at mine, Miren.
- Of course. - It's true, there's no room.
Why don't you want to see your mother?
Say something, damn it.
I'm pregnant.
- What? - I'm pregnant!
Come in.
We've got everything.
Except a piano.
How cool.
All this stuff is yours?
Yeah.
You're sure it's not a problem?
When's the baby due?
In January.
Will you be able to see the baby after?
Why?
They take it away immediately. They don't let you see it.
And who will keep it?
A couple.
My mother set it all up.
That's why they brought me here.
And the father?
What?
Do you love him?
Can you stay and sleep here?
Please.
Stop.
I said stop!
What's wrong, girl?
I didn't hear her.
She left and I didn't hear her.
Her husband was coming back today.
It will always be the same.
Fuck!
You bust your asses and then they blow you off.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
What are you talking about, Bea?
What are you talking about?
It's about time, you!
Fuck.
Everything okay?
How is your aunt?
She went home.
- Is she taking the antibiotics? - I have no idea, Toto.
She won't answer the phone.
Ma'am, let me explain.
Vanesa, let's go.
- This one isn't going downtown. - Come on.
No, I'm not going downtown.
Well, it's not going where you think.
It broke down. It has a broken spark plug.
We're going to fix it.
- It's broken down? - Kaput.
- Last one pays. - Last one pays.
Last one pays.
- Last one pays. - Get on.
- Last one pays. - Last one pays.
Come on, get on.
Last one pays.
Are we all here?
Yes.
Hit the road!
Come on, drive!
Here we go!
Come on.
Feminism will conquer.
Rights for our bodies, feminism and freedom.
Feminism will conquer.
- Ready? - Let's go!
Go, go, go!
Piluca, here!
- Hold it, Maite! - Now!
Go, go, now!
We are all the Basauri 11!
AMNESTY FOR THE BASAURI 11
We are all the Basauri 11!
Women, your home is your prison!
Amnesty, amnesty...
FREE ABORTION
...and more freedom!
Amnesty, amnesty, amnesty.
Amnesty and more freedom!
We demand the right to abortion.
We demand the right to abort.
And that abortion should be free
for anyone who wants to get one.
I had an abortion too!
Girls, we're arriving at City Hall and we're getting out!
Drive, Kepa!
They don't have babies, but they ban abortion!
It's no coincidence!
Damn, look at all the people! Girls, girls, look, look, look!
- Come on! - Let's go!
We're a hit, girls!
Come on, here we go!
Hurry, hurry!
Come on, let's go!
Sexuality is not maternity!
Sexuality
is not maternity!
Sexuality is not maternity!
Damn, just what we needed.
Now that's a girl on her way to prison!
Hey, you, the bride!
- Don't get married! - Don't get married!
Don't get married! You'll regret it!
He'll make you his slave!
Show some respect, please!
Respect women!
Come on, let's go, damn it!
It's the cops. Let's go, now!
Come on, come on, come on!
Come on, let's go!
Free abortion, damn it!
Free abortion! I'm fucking sick of being scared!
Everybody should know you're killing us!
You're killing us, fuck!
Fucking shitty society!
Bea, damn it!
Now! Go!
Where do you keep the money?
What?
You must have something around here.
From handouts or whatever.
You all help women so much, don't you?
Well, I'm helping myself.
I have to leave, Bea.
I can't stay here, don't you get it?
There's a bus tonight for Barcelona. Have you got anything?
- Don't be ridiculous. - They'll find me!
What the fuck will you do alone with a baby in Barcelona?
Live.
Cool.
Go.
Beat it!
If the cops come, say you don't know anything, that's the fucking truth!
Bea!
Bea, don't go!
Mom?
It's all your fault! You son of a bitch!
Shame on you! You pushed her!
- Don't touch her! - Where do you think you're going?
Mom!
Don't touch me! Let me go!
Stay there.
- Don't touch her! - Mom!
- Stay there. - Let me go, damn it!
- Mom! - Move.
- Sweetie, it's okay! - Everybody go home!
Disperse!
Mom.
Mom, you didn't help her abort.
You helped her because she was in bad shape.
Mom!
I should have tied her to the bed.
Mom, nothing will happen to you.
Belén will tell the truth.
She'll say she did it and that's it.
Mom!
I should have taken her to the hospital.
Are you listening?
Belén died, sweetie.
Bea!
Hey! Come down!
Look!
Look what I've got! Come on!
I want...
to rip off my head and put on another.
I want to change mine too.
I already said that.
Then...
I want Belén to be alive and to sing that fucking song
without remembering her.
I want you to come with me.
To Barcelona?
You,
the baby and me.
You're drunk.
I have money at home.
If I tell you where will you help me?
Beatriz Ascacibar.
She was an amazing woman.
The prettiest around.
But she married the biggest bastard.
Was he always such a son of a bitch?
Well,
your grandmother was a saint, but he came out wrong.
My brother has been like that his whole life.
How is your mother?
Bad.
I wish I could hug you...
just fucking once.
But you're going to live with the other woman.
I thought it would pass, but it hasn't.
- It hasn't. - Right.
She's helped me a lot here inside.
A lot.
Life is four days, honey.
There are times the wave crashes over you
and when you surface again,
all you can do is breathe.
And make the most of the few gifts it gives you,
if it gives you any, of course.
And how do you know?
Know what?
What you said, the gifts.
This thing in your chest is what decides.
It knows. And...
And I don't know...
Suddenly you're not scared anymore and everything fits.
I've never thought about the important things with my head.
I know you understand me.
We're very alike.
The bummer is that your mom is awesome and I love her.
What calms me is that she has you.
That will help her a lot.
What's wrong, Bea?
Spit it out, damn it. What's wrong?
I like someone.
Shit, that's great, isn't it?
They have to move far away.
Big problems with the family.
And...
I might...
leave too.
With her.
With her?
Goddamn it.
You definitely got hit by the wave.
Are you sure, honey?
That's a huge ballsy decision, you know that.
That's why you look so pretty.
Does your mother know?
No.
All you had to do was be like me, eh?
Son of a fucking bitch.
If you have to go, do it.
But talk to her.
- Okay. - Okay. I'll fix it for you.
I will, damn it.
We close with news from the Tour de France.
Belgian Patrick Ferkis won the 12th stage
between Rubais and Charleroi,
192 kilometers on a completely flat run,
arriving 6 minutes and 20 seconds ahead of the pack.
Wait a few days, honey.
Are you so bad off here?
She won't come back until we leave.
She always does the same thing.
I'm sick of it.
- The taxi is coming, right? - Yeah, any second.
- Let's go. - I'm sure she'll come tomorrow.
Yes, of course.
Thank you, Mom.
What are you doing?
How did you know this was here?
You know where she is.
I don't know anything.
Where is she?
Tell me where she is.
Tell her to come back.
Tell her that...
That I'll always wait for her.
Tell her I love her.
Julián, let's go.
Julián!
Let's go, the taxi is downstairs.
Two round trip tickets to San Sebastián.
Do you like candy?
Here.
Say thank you.
Thank you.
- How old are you? - Seven.
Well, almost eight.
How old!
And so pretty.
Goodbye.
Thank you.
Two tickets to Barcelona.
Two tickets to Barcelona, son of a bitch.
For tonight?
Fuck you to hell.
They say we're criminals and that we hijacked a bus.
Look at the fucking photo.
We all look like thugs.
Bea, you'd better not see this.
It will break your heart.
They don't mention the Basauri 11.
Do all the fucking handstands you want.
These guys do their own thing.
They don't fucking care what happens to women!
What do we have to do to make them to listen to us?
Hi.
Amaya sent me.
For the jeans.
Are you Nekane?
Come in.
Did you see her?
We leave at 11.
Thank you.
Does anyone know you're here?
The father.
But he's married.
- How far along are you? - Eight weeks.
Okay.
Amaia said it's 3,000.
But this is all I have.
Don't worry about that right now.
How old are you?
Seventeen.
Right.
But my sister has a passport.
She's 20 years old and we look alike.
I need to go.
Doctors treat you over there, right?
Crossing the border is dangerous.
Amaia said you've never had any problems.
Show me that passport, I'm sure we can arrange it.
Start thinking about who you want to go with.
Your mother, a friend?
Anyone.
It's better to make the trip with someone.
I'd rather not.
Mom?
Your father called me.
I'm okay.
Go, sweetie.
Get some rest.
Go.
Let's go.
Come on, let's go.
Miren, what the fuck are you doing?
Miren!
Please, wait. Miren!
Stop. I said stop!
Miren, where are you going?
I'm talking to you!
Leave me alone.
Miren, why the fuck are you doing this?
I can't have this baby, Bea. Don't you see?
Let's go, damn it! Please!
- I don't want anyone to look at me. - It's not your fault.
- I don't want anyone to look at me! - Miren!
I don't want anyone to look at me!
Miren, stop, damn it!
I don't want anyone to look at me!
Miren!
I don't want anyone to look at me!
Have you got the passports handy?
The house is amazing, you'll see.
Very French, it belongs to a friend of Maite's.
She's very nice, she's one of us.
Hey!
With a cover and everything, look how cool.
It's the shit.
They look fucking great.
You guys are awesome.
The gears are grinding.
I'm not used to this clutch.
I always tell Piluca to take it to the mechanic.
But she won't fucking listen to me.
Just what we need, to get stranded.
Mom...
Come on, we're here.
Here, for gasoline.
Bea said it's not included in the 3,000 pesetas.
- Put that away. - Please, take it.
We said we'd pay for the gasoline.
Stop screwing around, damn it.
I want you to take it.
Fuck, I know you're a rich kid, but put it away.
Mom, pull up.
Sorry.
No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's just, damn.
Let's all calm down a little, okay?
- You've got the passports? - Yes.
- Calm down, there they are. - That's right, calm down.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
Passports, please.
Here you are.
- Where are you going? - To Biarritz.
To do what?
To buy jeans, the good ones.
Is the trunk open?
Yes, yes.
Go, buy and come back.
Are you family?
Well, she's my daughter, her friend
and this is my niece.
Push hard, sweetie.
Are you okay?
- Yes. - You sure?
You should be happy, right?
Shopping with friends...
- She just gets a little dizzy. - Then you should ride in front.
I get even dizzier.
Nothing relevant, Lieutenant.
You can continue.
- Thank you. - But be very careful
in France.
Why?
Lots of frogs running around.
Very funny.
Bye.
Let them through.
Hello, good morning.
We did it, girls.
Isn't it nice here?
We're in Biarritz, girls.
Turn left at the bottom.
How cool!
- Come on, Bea. - You look so happy, Miren.
Take it easy, don't push.
I'll turn on the gas so you can shower.
Did you hear me?
I'm going down, Feli.
I'll wait for you in the car.
- Okay, girls. Bye! - Bye.
Call me if you need anything.
Stop.
Doesn't she look pretty?
She looks like Bob Dylan.
I'll be right back.
- Tell Asun if you need anything. - Mom.
What?
Nothing.
Then see you tomorrow.
What happened to your mother?
She didn't even say goodbye.
I think she saw us.
Saw us what?
Don't think about it, she loves you.
She's right, I never tell her what happens to me.
And what happens to you?
- You know. - No, I don't.
Fuck you.
Well?
Shall we go?
Stop.
- Two gin and tonics, s'il vous plaît. - Bien sûr.
They're bringing them.
Damn, that piano playing is making me nervous.
What's wrong?
I'm the one getting an abortion.
Right.
You think I'm like my mother, don't you?
Excuse me, I'm a pianist.
Can I play?
Go ahead.
This is for you, ladies and gentlemen.
I'm no good at cheering people up.
But this helps.
Beaujolais Nouveau.
I don't want to go to bed.
Wanna dance?
Go to the beach?
- Wanna do something? - Let me sleep.
- You're sleeping here? - Yes.
Go away.
I want to be the pianist in that bar.
I even got a tip.
No.
I want a knife like yours.
- Impossible. - Why?
It's not mine, it's my dad's.
And did you bring it to kill me?
Come on.
Something you're really excited about.
Even though I know it won't happen?
How do you know what will happen?
Do you want to be with me?
Hug me.
Please, hug me.
Kiss me.
Kiss me more.
Open your mouth.
Touch me.
Here.
- Am I hurting you? - Keep going.
Miren Goikoetxea?
What are you doing here?
Get in.
What a pretty house.
It doesn't look like a clinic.
In this life you need either money... Or friends.
How did it go?
Fine.
Are you sure?
She's half-asleep but it went well.
And how are you?
I think she's leaving.
When this is over...
I won't see her anymore.
Did she say that?
I know.
And you?
You haven't thought about leaving?
To live somewhere bigger like Madrid or Barcelona.
You'll be more free there.
I hadn't seen you so happy in ages.
Yesterday, when I saw you laughing with Miren,
I realized my deadline had passed.
What deadline?
Children are on loan.
Life loans them to you for a little while, but...
then you have to give them back.
Don't be dumb, sweetie.
Go.
And you?
I'll be here.
Come and see me anytime.
And in the meantime...
I'll keep doing what I always have done.
Fight.
Fight against too many things.
I'll be okay.
Don't worry.
Go and get her.
THIS FILM IS INSPIRED BY A GROUP OF WOMEN FROM ERRENTERIA
WHO, BETWEEN 1976 AND 1985, HELPED MORE THAN A THOUSAND PEOPLE
TO HAVE AN ABORTION IN DIGNIFIED AND SAFE CONDITIONS.
THE ABORTION LAW WAS APPROVED ON JULY 5TH, 1985.
Translation: Tony Gray Subtitles: BANDAPARTE