After the talk my dad and I had,
we both really wanted to make up for lost time.
So he had arranged with Professor Rosario
for us to come by and spend the afternoon with Janet.
I found out later that she had only allowed it
on the condition that I spend the afternoon with them.
Right. Where should we take her?
Should we take her to the park or to the movies?
-No, no, no. -I want it to be really special.
Yeah. Don't worry. I'll think of something.
-Sure? -Yes. Don't worry.
What's up?
-Hello, boys. -Hi.
Hello.
-How are you? -Hello.
Please bring her back by 6:00.
Janet has to study for tomorrow, so she can't stay out late.
-Perfect. Sure. -Sure.
Where are you taking me?
Oh!
Janet! Come with me, okay?
Oh man.
No!
I'm ready to go.
Janet. Careful there. Janet.
Listen, we're going too fast, Camilo! What is this? The conga?
Let's do the conga. Let's try.
-I don't wanna do the conga. -Push!
Hold up!
Oh!
Well, first of all, uh, today,
people use more sparkling colors in makeup.
Uh- huh.
-And well-defined lips. -Mm-hmm.
-A tanned face. -Mm-hmm.
-And a long eye line. -Okay.
That is the fashion today, and I want to eat ice cream.
-Ice cream. -Ice cream. Hmm.
-What about cotton candy? -Yep.
Well, that'll do.
-One, please. -Yeah, sure.
How much?
-Thanks, boys. I had a great time. -I'm glad. Don't… don't be a stranger.
Keep inviting me.
If the general lets me, I'll be there.
Okay, go do your homework, sweetheart.
-Bye. -Bye.
Bye.
-Bye. -Thank you for your company.
Thank you for the invitation.
Thank you, Rosario.
No. Thank you, guys.
Janet loves to go out,
but usually, I have neither the time nor the energy to do anything.
-She's an angel fallen from the sky. -Mm-hmm, yes.
Um, no, José. She's not.
She's no angel, and she doesn't come from the sky.
She's very grounded.
She has a special condition, sure.
She's a girl who, like everyone, needs love and gives love
but also needs structure and discipline
so she can be able to face the challenges that come in life.
-Mm-hmm. Right. -Uh-huh. Yeah.
The best thing that you can do when you spend time with her
is avoid being condescending.
-Oh, but we… we don't-- -Yeah, yeah.
You guys know you can treat her like you would treat any kid her age, right?
-Yes. She's just-- -Sure.
Well, that helps her more than anything else.
Mm-hmm.
What about your sister?
-She's great. -Hmm?
She's awesome.
-She's so smart. -Yes.
She knows a ton about makeup.
She is a Granados.
Granados give their all when it comes to passions.
Like you with sports.
Kiddo, I'll drop you at Grandma's house, and then I'll go work
'cause I can't afford plans like today's.
Oh, listen, Dad. I was thinking that I could…
I could stay over at your place tonight.
With you.
It's not my house, kiddo. It's everybody's.
Of course you can.
Awesome, then.
Should we pick up Luisa, and we can all go together?
Yes.
And, well, maybe you could talk to Grandma
and make up once and for all.
I don't know, Camilo.
I can't fully accept what my mom is doing, kiddo. It's um…
Give me time.
I may come around one of these days.
Yes, sir.
EVA LASTING
CRIME AND PUNISHMENT EPISODE 10
JOSÉ MARÍA ROOT DISTRICT SCHOOL
Despite the amount of questions on the exam,
it wasn't particularly difficult to answer.
But Salcedo preferred to play it safe and went with the cheat sheet,
one of the many refined tricks designed by Castro.
It was some kind of tribute to our fallen comrade.
And paradoxically,
the words spoken by Eva earlier,
materialized before our very eyes.
What a joke.
I mean, after all the studying that we did together,
you pull a classic Castro?
Leave me alone, Arbeláez.
What matters here is to pass the subjects, isn't it?
I had to make sure I passed.
-Hey, hey. -Stop overanalyzing it.
-Come on. It's all good. Relax. -He started it!
Why don't we just talk about it?
Besides, Martín just did what he had to do.
I don't agree with that, Eva.
The cheat sheet exists for one reason.
Our education system is based on something as arbitrary as a number.
You philosophize over cheat sheets?
Sh! Let her speak.
Listen. A system based on numeric evaluation
is a system that values instruction over education.
That promotes utilitarianism over reflection.
That favors competition and individualism
and ignores comprehension and collaboration.
The discussion of grades gave Eva the idea
of creating a student council at our school.
With… with Eva Samper,
numbers and grades are out of the way.
-Huh? Right? -You have my vote.
I must admit that it was a pretty clever idea.
We would tell the electorate exactly what we knew they wanted to hear.
If there has ever been a single enemy of students throughout the decades,
it has been grades.
We could write our campaign slogan on signs and hand them out.
We need your support in this election.
This time, the idea was to argue with Dr. Alicia on her own terms.
We invite you all
if you are interested,
to go to the principal's office and sign up
so we can use the rights as students of José María
to have a council…
There you go, girls.
Don't forget, vote for Eva. Last one, okay?
…to defend our rights as students.
That's what I'm talking about!
Go, Samper!
And don't forget
we could improve the school itself.
For example, we could fix the leaks,
the holes on the floor, the classrooms.
Cut the crap, Samper, and tell us all like it really is.
Or will you deny that you're making all this fuss
to protect your friends?
Those rats of the Acuñas.
-And that cheater Castro. -Watch your mouth, man.
Shut up, moron
No.
I won't deny that's what triggered this.
Ha! Take that, dummy.
-What's a trigger? -Oh, it's when they try to get to you.
But that wasn't the only reason why I'm suggesting a student council.
In fact, you, Octavio,
do you know how the school curricula is decided each year?
What does he know?
Or what determines the use of the budget handed out by the Ministry?
Or how professors are chosen, for example? Didn't think so.
No, and I don't really care about it, okay?
Sure.
Like most people, all I wanna do is graduate as soon as possible, right?
And then forget about the nightmare that is this school.
Well, speak for yourself, not for all of us, okay?
Let's go.
We'll see, dumbass.
-What did you say? -No, come on, guys.
-Watch your mouth! -It's not worth it.
-Sh, sh, sh! Quiet now. -Take that, dummy! Asshole!
Whoo!
Congratulations, Miss Samper.
Eva.
With your signature,
you are officially enrolled as a candidate
for the student council elections.
I wanna thank you
because no one took the trouble of organizing it,
and I hope this is the beginning of a dialogue
that is more fluid and constructive between students and teachers.
No one else has signed up?
-No. -And no one else is going to.
You're the only one interested in this type of shit.
And… and what happens in that case?
If there is only one person on the list,
then the elections are held the same.
-We have virtually won. -Mm-hmm.
-Medicine? -Mm-hmm.
Yes, sir. I've always wanted to become a doctor.
Hmm. Very well.
All doctors I know are successful, but we all know it's not easy.
Just like today, in the '70s,
becoming a doctor was synonymous with becoming financially prosperous.
But anyway, it's very expensive for college tuition,
so I think that I'll become a nurse first so that I can pay for medical school.
Good.
Since you are all here, I wanna address something
so that we can avoid misunderstandings.
I spoke with my lawyer.
I will formally start the divorce process.
It will be long because it's a Catholic marriage.
But both my lawyer and your lawyer think I should not leave this house.
It could be considered desertion.
It would compromise the distribution of assets.
The… the distribution of assets?
What assets?
The house.
The taxi.
What we got during our marriage.
I know I never put in much money,
but if I hadn't taken care of our home
and Camilo,
you wouldn't have been able to go to work and get everything we have.
It was clear that my mom had sought professional advice,
so there was little space for any argument.
That night, my dad had to sleep in the living room,
and I had to start warming up to the idea
that my parents were staying separated.
What did your dad say?
Well, my dad was definitely shocked. I don't think he saw it coming.
He went to sleep on the living room couch.
And when we woke up this morning, he was gone.
-Hmm. That sucks. -Hmm.
But, well, your mom did what she had to do.
Yeah, I know.
I'd rather have them together, you know?
Or at least if they worked it out without lawyers, in peace.
Yes, it would be better.
But, unfortunately, sometimes separations can go
the easy way or the hard way.
So you better be prepared. By how things are looking,
I think it's going to be the hard way.
I wasn't expecting José to react that way. I thought for sure he would fight for us.
But no. He stood silent. Not a word.
This morning, he got up and left very early.
He must be talking to his lawyers.
Is it necessary to go through all this mess?
I know the process.
-It's very exhausting. -Mm.
Besides, you don't need any of those things
you're going to fight for.
What are you saying?
Ana, I…
I wanted to confess something to you.
I believe you know what it is.
Adolfo.
All I have for you is so much gratitude.
You are so special to me.
You were there for me in the lowest point of my life.
You've stood by me through all this.
You've made me smile when I thought it wasn't possible anymore.
But?
But I am not in love with you.
I don't mean to be harsh,
but we can be honest with each other, right?
Harsh
and tough.
I know.
But why should I lie to you?
Yes.
It is better.
At least we could still be friends?
Yes. You're not going anywhere.
You are the only male friend that I've ever had.
And trust me, I need a friend much more than I need a boyfriend.
Okay. Well, then, as your friend,
let me insist on this, Ana.
You don't need to fight that battle.
Start off alone,
from scratch.
And give up on what is mine by right?
There are laws by marriage that give me these rights.
You men are sometimes very problematic
in that you're not concerned with women's point of view.
But I will stand my ground.
The only battle that is lost is that which is abandoned.
And believe me, I'm ready.
I deserve this.
Okay.
Wait, come here.
Come in.
I'll go get Janet.
Would it be possible for me to take her to my house
so she knows where I live?
Ah…
Well, you should ask her that question.
Oh, okay. Another thing.
Listen, Rosario. I…
I've decided I want to answer for Janet. I wanna give her my surname.
Well, that is also something you should ask her.
Hmm.
Although, since she is so happy to have a father,
I doubt she'll have a problem.
But don't forget, José.
You should know that making a decision like this
implies that you are able to take on certain responsibilities.
Yeah, sure.
I'm referring to child support.
Oh.
The thing is, Rosario, that right now, I'm short of money.
I mean, I barely have enough to survive and for Camilo.
Yeah.
The problem is, José, that I'm not asking you for a favor.
I'm only saying what the law requires for Janet.
You wanna become her father?
Then you would have to take full responsibility.
I'll go get her.
Janet!
Well, during the break,
we went to talk to my mom, and she told us something.
A new candidate just signed up for the elections, and he's been cleared.
That's awesome! You see?
People care more about this than you think.
What?
Spit it out.
We're talking about Quiñonez.
-What? -Yes. Totally confirmed.
Is that dude psycho? He'll sabotage the elections.
-Obviously. -I think so.
Whatever the case, we have to respect his decision.
What do you mean? Quiñonez is the basest person we know.
He always has hidden intentions. You know how he is.
Everybody is entitled to participate in the democratic process.
Even people like Octavio Quiñonez.
I don't know. We should still keep an eye on him.
We're pretty sure that he wants to sabotage the elections
and stop Castro from coming back.
He's the worst.
-Yes. -I know.
What's going on?
And in this school, the majority of students are men, right?
In fact, women, well, they arrived here not so long ago,
and they are few.
So then, my question is, gentlemen,
if we're looking through this democratic process
for someone to represent the majority of us,
would it be wise of us to send a woman to the student council
before the board of directors?
I frankly don't think so.
We should be represented by a man.
A man who has been part of this school long enough to know it.
Someone who knows what is needed and how to get it.
And that man, my fellow students,
is me.
Octavio Quiñonez.
I am willing to become your voice
in front of the board of directors of the school.
But not by challenging them and making a fuss over everything
but through dialogue and negotiation, right?
I believe that is the path towards problem-solving.
I'll let you think about it.
I hope I can count on you.
Thank you.
Thank you, thank you.
Did you like it? Yeah.
Is he for real?
Quiñonez can't win this.
I'm sure someone is telling him exactly what to say.
Or we may be discovering a new side of him.
No, it's too weird to be true.
Well, if any of you thought he had enrolled in the elections
to sabotage them, you can rule that out
because what he said makes sense.
I agree with Granados. I'm sure someone's pitching him.
I'm sure it's Dr. Alicia.
Then he's the candidate of the official party.
So we would be facing the whole board of directors.
That's the game of traditional politicians.
If Quiñonez wins the elections,
we should forget about Castro and the Acuñas coming back to school.
Whoa. No, don't worry. I'm sorry. Sorry, sorry. It's just--
I have a very heavy hand. I don't think I can do this.
How about you learn to do it?
I don't know.
No matter how much I try, I won't get it right.
What if I do your makeup?
To me?
Sure.
Yes, to you.
I'll sit, okay?
And… and how would I do that?
I'll teach you how to use each thing but on your face.
So now, let's start off with color.
Color? Sure, show me.
-The color of the shade. -The shade?
What if we start by eating something? Aren't you hungry?
What do you have?
What do I have?
I think, hmm, I have sardines and rice.
Hmm.
I don't really like that.
-No? -No.
Then what would you like?
Pasta!
Pasta?
Yeah.
-Hello. -Hi, Ana.
Let me introduce you to Janet.
She is my daughter.
-Hello. -Hi.
How are you?
In serious trouble…
…because my dad won't cooperate.
-That's quite true. -Yeah.
You're looking heavenly today, Mrs. Ana.
-We have to bring up his background. -Right.
We have to mention his business with his uncle.
I don't agree with that. No, no, no.
He's capable of mentioning what happened with Luisa,
and we can't risk that.
If that makes Quiñonez lose, then it's worth it.
Thanks, guys.
-You all are the best. -We'll bring him down with that.
No, no, no. We're not going to do that. Why would you say such a thing?
Why not?
Because then we would be playing their game.
It's one of the politically dirtiest moves that exists.
No, we have to come up with smart proposals, revolutionary ideas.
Let's keep our heads high.
Let's see if that dipshit plays the game with the same rules
and with the same respect.
So what's up, everyone?
-What are you doing here? -Pabón?
And who are we plotting against… this time, guys?
So how is it?
One second.
-There. -Is it good?
-Beautiful. -Really?
-Can I look now? -Yes.
Hmm!
I love it!
I love it.
I'm thirsty.
-I'll go get you something. -No, I'll get it.
I like it very much.
Hmm. I told you she is an expert.
José, I can't believe you have a daughter
with such an eye and talent for makeup as this one.
Thank you so much, Ana.
For what?
For arriving just in time and saving the day.
And thank you for being patient
and being kind to Janet.
No, it's no problem.
-And she seems really nice. -Hm.
Life is crazy, huh? We wanted to have a girl.
You know how we were working on that before all this started?
Yes, I do remember,
but this isn't a good time to talk about it.
Right.
So when, then?
All we do now is fight. We argue.
We threaten each other.
Do you know what I realized in the middle of this?
I still love you.
And I need you each day more and more.
Tell me, Ana.
Did you stop loving me?
I ask myself that question every day.
And I still don't know the answer.
Then why would you divorce me?
I don't wanna be attached to anyone.
I don't want commitments.
I wanna make decisions without feeling pressured,
without being told that what I think is wrong.
If you really love me,
you should try to understand that and respect me.
That's pretty hard for me.
It's difficult for me to give up before giving my life for this.
That's how I won you over.
Yes, but this isn't a war, José.
I don't need an enemy.
I need an ally.
Someone who gets and supports me.
I'm loving this makeup, Janet. I feel very pretty.
Thank you.
Now let's move on to my specialty.
Eyebrows.
I love it.
-Cheers! -To Pabón! Yeah!
Why didn't you tell us you were coming back, man?
What? And miss the stupid faces you made?
So what? You coming back to school?
Yeah. No, I couldn't see myself graduating anywhere else.
How did it go at Bucaramanga?
Ah, well, quite difficult, but thanks to a teacher and theater,
I was able…
I was able to show everyone at school
many things about myself that they didn't know and didn't accept.
That you're a homo?
Hey! Come on!
-Yes, also that. -I mean…
Are you an actor?
Actor, director, and playwright. How about that?
Will we see you on TV?
Mm, I don't know. I wish.
Or maybe further on in the future.
Oh.
What I wanna do now is create a theater group at José María.
At that moment, my connection with Eva was so strong
that we could understand each other with just one look.
You have to understand that it will take us longer than we expected.
But you can be sure that if I win these elections,
the first thing I'll do is bring up your case to the board.
And in the meantime?
Well, be patient.
But I brought you this book to help pass the time.
Read it.
-Crime and Punishment? -Mm-hmm.
It's one of my favorites from Dostoevsky.
It will make you think.
Think about what?
In this story, the main character is pretty similar to you two,
and he asks himself many questions.
For example, about the relationship between ideals and legality.
Or social condition and crime, okay?
Well, I need to go to the bathroom before first period,
but let's keep in touch.
Here, you can keep it, Granados,
because books give us headaches.
Oh, please! At least give it a chance.
Maybe you'll find the answers that you're looking for.
Listen, Granados, the only answer we're looking for from you
is whether you'll help us get admitted back to José María or not.
-The rest is bullshit. -Yeah, Granados.
Tell your girlfriend to pick up the pace because we're missing a lot of classes.
If not, we will need a miracle to even graduate.
All right.
-Good luck. -Thanks, bye.
What's the problem with them, huh?
There's something I'm not buying about their desperate need
for them to come back to school.
To start with, I don't think the Acuñas believe what they did was wrong.
I'm sure they'll keep doing it in the future.
And Castro has always said that school is a waste of time.
So why are they worried now about graduating high school?
This has to do with something else, Camilo.
Everyone wants to feel like they're part of something.
In this case, the school.
Hmm.
The problems are the groups and institutions
that reject what is different because it challenges them to think.
For example, the Acuñas at José María.
Or like me when I arrived.
Or, um,
like your dad's reaction to your grandma having a girlfriend.
You know about that?
Oh, please, Camilo.
We all saw it that time when we were studying at Mrs. Lucy's.
All of you? Why didn't you tell me?
For the same reason you didn't say anything.
It's exactly what I'm talking about.
Society is full of prejudices and intolerance,
and if we don't do anything about it, it will remain unchanged.
Inclusion is a subject that is part of today's public agenda,
but it wasn't discussed in the '70s,
and things were quietly assumed without anyone talking about them.
I see the future, and I see you as a lawyer.
I haven't ruled it out.
It's one of the careers I'd like to study after high school.
Hey, you know what? I think that… that could be the reason
why these dudes wanna come back to school.
Well, it's pretty clear that you have a secure future ahead of you, but
not all of us will go on to college.
And even if we say otherwise,
being here at school keeps us together and busy,
even if it is fighting against the system.
But
what happens
after school?
I couldn't sleep a wink that night
so I entered the depths of Crime and Punishment.
In it, Dostoevsky makes it clear that character determines destiny
and not the other way around.
That point of view, well, validated what Eva said
and posed a challenge for me.
But maybe what impressed me the most
was the love story between Raskolnikov and Sonia.
It was a complex story,
as complex as mine and Eva's or my dad and my mom's.
It took them seven years and a sentence of forced labor in Siberia
to get their happy ending.
Could that be my destiny?
Was I going to face many years and a sentence of forced labor
to finally be with Eva as I always dreamed?
Hey, sweetheart!
Natasha!
According to the regulations,
at least 48 hours before the election,
candidates had to debate their ideas in front of the student body.
There are a lot of cases of women
who were important in the field of politics.
Like Golda Meir, like Rosa Luxemburg,
Margaret Thatcher, Isabel Martínez de Perón,
and many others
who have demonstrated
that being a woman is not an obstacle to being a leader.
And that when it comes to representation,
the wisest choice
is the most capable person with the best platform.
Well, um, enough stalling. Let's cut to the chase, Samper.
We have several proposals,
but the most important one has to do with the grade system.
We want to revisit the way we are being measured by numbers
and establish a new form of evaluation.
A less pragmatic system.
More humanistic.
A system that doesn't encourage competition
nor individualism but the exact opposite.
In fact, we want the curricula to move away from instruction
and start emphasizing art.
We would like José María to have a theater group.
-Bravo. -An art department where…
Bravo, Samper.
Well, you may be many things, but you're definitely a good friend.
Because, and I insist, you're doing all of this
to help your friends, am I right?
For example, you wanna help
a certain someone come back to the school, like Castro,
also known as the king of the cheat sheet,
now turned into a professional thief.
Will you deny it?
Okay, please, Octavio, it is my turn to speak now. Thank you.
-You will get your turn after me. -What you proposed sounds very nice.
Right, gentlemen? That thing about grades and art and theater.
Beautiful.
But turns out what we are looking for here, Samper,
is the right fit.
And I don't think you have what we need.
Am I wrong?
-No! -None of them!
Allow me to remind you that…
that Miss Samper's dad has been arrested.
He's at his house, yes,
but he has been declared a criminal, hasn't he?
-We're not here to mix things up, Octavio. -The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
There you go.
And let me also remind you
that the Acuñas have pending business with the law
because they are also thieves.
And don't forget that Luisa Salcedo…
Good morning.
…is pregnant.
-So what? -Shut your mouth!
Shut up.
You may not know this, but she tried to have an abortion.
Sh!
Okay, so why is that a problem?
"Why is that a problem"? There you have it.
And let's also keep in mind
that the father of Camilo Granados came to school recently
to wildly attack the philosophy professor.
Sir, you're not alone. We will do right by you.
And to round it off, fellow students,
another member of the group is Gustavo Pabón.
Remember him? He is Martín Salcedo's official boyfriend.
-Shut your face! -Right?
You stupid asshole!
Who was able to come back to this place, unruffled,
after being expelled last year from this school for perversion.
Go away!
So then, uh, gentlemen,
the question is simple.
Are these the kind of people we want to represent us
in the new student council?
No!
Thank you.
Bravo!
No. We looked like total idiots out there
because we played by the rules of the democratic game.
We did what we had to do.
-Quiñonez didn't propose a single thing. -Nothing.
Oh, yes, he has one.
-Tear us all apart. -That was a dirty war.
Son of a bitch. I won't let it slide.
That idiot will have to face me.
Oof! I swear to God, I'll make him swallow his words.
No, you won't do anything, Martín. We'll stick to the plan, okay?
I'm sure people realize we are the only group
that presented clear ideas and proposals.
And they'll vote for us.
But we can't react violently
because if we do, then we would be playing Octavio's game.
Listen, Eva. You're a smart woman, but don't be naive.
Hey, easy.
When you're into politics, like us,
you have to be ready for things like this to happen.
We can't lose our integrity, so please don't fuck it up, okay?
At least do it for me. I'm asking.
What's up?
Did you guys fall in love with me or what?
You're mad at me?
It's time you take responsibility for everything you said this morning.
Really?
And you're gonna gang up on me or something?
Oh yeah.
Come on, you bunch of pussies.
Get in line. I'll give you what you want. Or you want it all together?
-Come here, asshole! -Wait! Wait!
Leave him to me.
This stuttering idiot has some sense of humor.
I've been wanting to give him what he deserves for a long time.
-Don't worry, guys. -Come on!
Here.
In my theater classes, I learned martial arts as well.
You got this, dude. Wipe the smirk off his face, Pabón.
This one is for you, Salcedo.
Aw! You're so cute.
What are you doing?
What is that?
Very well.
I want to welcome back our former student,
who is now into theater.
And in honor of that,
I would like you all to read a book by an old friend of ours.
The Birth of Tragedy by Friedrich Nietzsche.
Come in.
Hello. I'm sorry to interrupt, Professor.
Come in. Don't worry.
Some students need to go to the principal's office.
Eva Samper.
Luisa and Martín Salcedo.
Camilo Granados.
Gustavo Pabón.
And Rodrigo Arbeláez.
-That's all. Thanks. -Sure. Thank you.
Is this what you understand by the concept of democracy?
Huh? Gentlemen.
Ladies.
No, don't worry.
You don't need to speak because Mr. Quiñonez
told me everything about the episode in which he was victimized
after the debates here in the schoolyard.
They ganged up on me and attacked me!
Stop lying, Quiñonez! It was just me!
While they attacked me, they kept telling me to abandon the elections.
-You're such a liar! -Nobody told you that!
So what, then? Are you suggesting I did this to myself?
That's not true! You started with all this!
-Hey! -Shut up, asshole!
I honestly expected much more,
so much more of you, gentlemen.
Of all of you.
Especially those of you who came up with the idea of creating a student council.
And just so you know, to me,
this is a huge disappointment.
Please leave.
I swear to God that Quiñonez is lying.
We didn't gang up on him and attack him.
Pabón hit him just once!
Yes.
N… no, it was the only way
to make him understand. Right, guys?
I can't believe this is the first thing you do after coming back to school.
Where is the theater group?
Eva, we couldn't pretend nothing had happened.
That man had wiped the floor with all of us. You included.
That wasn't what we had agreed on.
-You said you wouldn't do anything. -We told you that so you gave us a break.
We had to do it. Right, guys?
You didn't have to do anything, and you fucked it up.
Well, that's proof that there are things chicks will never understand.
-Hey. -No, no, no.
This is proof that there are things dudes will never understand.
That's why our world is what it is. A mess.
No, man. I can't believe you guys keep talking me into these things.
-Luisa! -Oh, go after her, sweet cheeks!
We have to make it up to Eva somehow.
I think we really fucked it up.
Right?
Hey!
-Hello. -What's up?
Do you have a plan?
Yes.
I'm all ears, so…
Very well.
-First of all… -Mm-hmm.
…I want you to know I won't let you speak ill of my wife.
-But why would you-- Mm. -Secondly.
You should know that I won't do anything to damage her.
-Why would you say-- -She made a decision.
-Mm. -I don't like it, but I respect it.
-Seriously? Uh-huh. -Thirdly.
What happens between us is our business. No one else's.
-But-- -Fourth and finally!
-Get out of my cab right now. -What?
People like you are trouble. Get out, please.
-I can't believe it. Come on. -Get out. Don't make me do it!
-I'm out! -Oh, someone's…
I should have seen it coming from someone like you!
-He's coming! -He's coming!
After vowing to never act violently ever again,
which was obviously not happening,
we managed to calm Eva down and unify by election day.
No more grades!
What do we want?
No more grades!
Who's gonna help?
Eva is your girl!
What do we want?
No more grades!
Who's gonna help?
Eva is your girl!
What do we want?
No more grades!
Who's gonna help?
Eva is your girl!
Eva!
Eva! Eva!
If you need actors, you should call Quiñonez.
If you don't know him, you believe him. What an actor.
The only good thing is that everybody knows who he is.
But since you've turned him into a victim, well…
Eva, give us a break, please.
No, I mean, we have to be ready.
You know about theater.
Tell us, isn't it true that the audience always relates more to the victim?
Yes, but this is Quiñonez.
In this case, like Granados says, everybody knows him,
and no one is gonna believe him.
Guys.
-What? -The baby is coming!
-What? How come? It's not time yet! -What?
I think my water broke.
-What should I do? -We have to go to the hospital.
Luisa, breathe! We have to go!
-What should I do? -Let's go.
Breathe, Luisa. Breathe.
-Let's make a way for her. -Open the door. Open it!
Just breathe. We got you.
-Martín! -I'll call a cab!
-There it is. -You got this.
Mary Rose to the nurse's station.
It's okay. Gonna be just fine.
It just wasn't her time yet.
I've heard that every newborn always comes before their due date.
Mama.
-What happened? How is Luisa? -What's up? Fine, fine. She's fine.
You think you know. You know how these things go.
-It's okay. You all right? -But then they happen, and you…
Oh, thanks for calling me, baby.
-Thanks for coming, Mom. -Don't worry.
Thanks for looking out for her. It's going to be fine. Let's pray.
Let's pray.
-What happened? -She is in labor.
But is she okay?
Yes. Let's hope so.
Okay, let's hope. Congratulations, Grandma.
Thank you, Professor.
I'm sorry. One second.
José. José! Over here.
-Is he here? -No. No, not yet.
-I have everything. Diapers. A bottle. -Miss Lucy. Lucero. How are you?
Everything. A blanket, everything. I have everything.
Well, well. Calm down. Calm down.
Can you believe he couldn't drive the taxi?
-Lucero brought us here. -My legs are shaking.
-Hi, Dad. What's up? -Hi, kiddo.
-Hi, Grandma. -My baby.
-How are you? -I'm fine. And you?
-Thank you, Miss Lucero. -Oh, no need for that.
-How much has her cervix dilated? -I don't know. When do they tell you that?
-You have to ask the doctor that. -Hey there.
-Is my nephew here? -No. No. Not yet.
I found out at school and told this little lady,
and she insisted we come here.
Sure. Sure.
-Come. -We are sitting over there. This way.
-Come along. -Thank you.
Dr. Perez to OR 3. Dr. Perez to OR 3.
Professor.
Hello, José.
He's almost here.
Yes, he is.
He's taking his time.
Um…
Well, I wanted to apologize to you for, well, for…
You know, for what happened.
-Don't worry, José. I get it. -Hmm.
I wanna thank you
for dropping the charges.
Thank you.
Patient Nicolas Benitez to the front desk.
Come on.
Don't thank me for that.
You really should thank Professor Rosario.
Yes.
One more thing.
I want you to know
I won't interfere in your relationship with Ana,
so don't worry.
Love her deeply and make her happy.
-Goodbye. -Wait, José.
Listen.
I appreciate the gesture.
I really do.
Uh, you're misinformed
because Ana and I are not together.
She made it very clear she just wants to be friends.
And that is all.
So nothing else.
Security personnel to room 403 stat.
Fuck this. No one says anything.
It's a shame it all happened so fast.
It would have been nice to have a water birth.
Yes.
Thank you so much. I mean it.
Not just for backing me up with all of this
but for being there for Luisa.
If it hadn't been for you,
this would've been much more difficult. Thank you.
Listen, Granados.
I'll always love you as a brother. And I'll love the baby.
And Luisa as my partner.
I know it sounds weird…
…but it's true.
-Oh. -What's up? Is the baby here?
No, not yet. What happened?
What happened with the election?
-Did we win? -No. Quiñonez won.
What? Fuck! No!
-Hey, don't worry. -Álvaro.
-No. What are we gonna do? -We'll work it out.
-It's gonna be okay. Easy. -I can't believe it.
-Camilo Granados! -Yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes!
Yes, yes. What? What?
Is he here?
It's a girl.
-Oh! It's a girl! -It's a girl!
She is a premature baby, but she's perfectly healthy.
And her mom?
Her mama… is great.
She's fine!
Now that my daughter had been born,
the stress of having lost the election, and over the Castro situation, melted away
I could deal with everything else later.
Get out!
You're an aunt now.
She's ready.
-Really? -Yes.
Seeing all those people happy
for the promise of a new life…
Thank you so much.
…made me feel that maybe one day, solidarity could save the world.
Hi, Doctor.
It also made me feel that, though strange and complex,
this group of people in particular,
so full of problems and unsolved dilemmas,
was my family.
Grandma.
Hello there.
-Easy. -Luisa, don't squeeze the baby.
Watch the head.
Oh!
Wanna hold her?
Look at her face.
-Martín, make sure you cradle the head. -I'll be your uncle, yes.
I'll be your uncle.
Go ahead. It's okay.
Seeing Eva so happy next to the mother of my child
got me thinking that maybe the family really wasn't breaking apart.
It was more like what Eva had said, inspired by Engel's book.
It could be reborn, finding peace
in the inevitable contractions and complexities of being human…
and being loved.
In that instant,
I couldn't help but think that the birth of my daughter
was the happy ending of a story
that had begun in a pretty dramatic way
with Luisa's pregnancy.
That very night, as it was a habit for me, I wrote my thoughts and feelings down
in an attempt to process everything that had happened.
What did becoming a father mean to me?
How did it affect what I had with Eva?
Strangely enough, what seemed like an end was really just a new beginning.
Intoxicated by fatherly happiness,
I was ready for whatever the future held. was really just a new beginning.